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Everybody Loves Debra

By: MT1966



He sat on the couch almost motionless as the barrage of words directed towards him seem to melt together into one long monotonous noise. His arms moved as if he had a nervous tic in a continuous cycle from his knees, folding them against his chest before moving them back onto his knees in seemingly never ending pattern He uneasily shifted his body barely able to suppress a nervous yawn as his eyes followed the extremely agitated figure of a woman who was pacing the floor just in front of him.

"Am I a boring you Robert?" Debra Barone's eyes seem to bore right into his skull as she turned to face him an angry expression plastered across his face.

"No no....." Robert Barone sheepishly pulled the hand from his yawning face relieved for only the briefest interlude from her verbal outburst but at the same time mentally steeling himself for it to continue.

"I just don't understand you at all," she threw her arms up in the air in desperation as she walked past him "just when I think everything is going fine and that I think you have grown up into a man that could be trusted you seem to lose control of all your senses!" She stopped in front of him and bent over slightly so that her face was only inches from his "Is that what's happened Robert have you gone insane?"

Her words were still ringing is his ears as he opened his mouth to reply but she allowed him only a weak, nervous and feeble reply before she cut him off. "No...no we...."

"How could you do it Robert, huh?" Debra stood just in front of him as if she was waiting for him to answer but her verbal barrage continued on regardless leaving him no chance to speak. "How could you break up with Amy again? Do you think women like Amy are just lining up to date guys like you? Well I hate to break to it you but there is no magical line of women waiting out there," she raised one arm to point towards the general direction of the front door before dropping it again quickly down to her side "you and Amy were so perfect together but no you had to go crazy and break up with her for the umpteenth time for whatever foolish reason you've dreamt up!"

Robert had just arrived informing Debra that he had broken it off with Amy yet again and with Ray away on an assignment for work she was left to deal with this crisis alone, as if he was much help anyway.

"It wasn't foolish it just was not working out" his voice was no louder than a whisper, his eyes wide open as he watched her slowly walk towards where he was sitting.

"What was that?"

He rose from the couch to stand face to face with her, his big bulk towering over her petite frame "I- I said it wasn't foolish, w- we were just not working out as a couple. It wouldn't have been fair to both of us if we stayed together." His voice had a nervous stutter as he looked down at her angry disapproving face.

"My god Robert no relationship works at the first go, it takes time. Do you think everything was so hunky Dory with Ray when we first got together? My god we fought so many times it wasn't funny but we stayed together, you have to persevere stick at it until it does work." She turned on the spot and started to walk slowly away from him.

"I hate myself for saying this but maybe your mother was right!" she said as he watched her walk away.

"What!"

"Maybe you are gay!" 

Her words resonated in his ears for what seemed an eternity but in reality was just a few seconds before any words slipped from his mouth 

"I am not gay!"

Debra stopped near the end of the couch and turned to face him "Well you could have fooled me!"

"I am not gay!" His words were louder more forceful and insistent now as he approached her only stopping when he stood directly behind her. She could feel his large body behind her pushing her slightly towards the couch, the sound of his breathing loud in her ears.

"Yeah yeah whatev-" Her words suddenly dissolved into silence when she felt his hand glide slowly up her leg and then slide underneath her skirt. His other arm wrapped gently around her midriff as his large bulk pressed forward slightly pinning her against the end of the couch. 

"Wha- What are you doing Robert?" The words came out in one short nervous burst as his fingers slid ever higher, every touch against her smooth skin sending a myriad of unexpected shock like pulses sweeping through her entire body. Her body squirmed and writhed uselessly against his strong hold and she looked back to see his smiling face as his fingers slid in between her now spread legs moving slowly along the thin silken material of her panties.

"Rob...." was the only sound she could muster from her lips before they formed a perfect O shape as his large fingers rubbed at a furious pace against the thin narrow silk membrane of material that covered the most sensitive and erotic part of her petite body.

In desperation Debra used her hands to reach out and grab in a somewhat tenuous hold the arm of the couch in front of her just as her shaking legs threatened to give way under her. Her body now racked with incessant and involuntarily spasms hung limply on his arm wrapped around her torso, the only barrier that stopped her from tumbling down in a heap onto the floor as his fingers continued their furious assault. She was now bent over at the waist with her skirt scrunched up around her waist held in place by his supporting arm leaving her rear totally exposed.

Her body was trembling quite visibly now, her breathing in short rapid bursts yet she was still caught unprepared when the crotch of her panties was roughly pulled to one side allowing his fingers to slide inside the soft wet skin of her pussy and pump in and out unimpeded at a brutal speed. 

"Oh my god!........" her voice barely above a whisper dissolved into a series of low moans as her eyes peered back at his face, the face of her brother displaying a smile she had never seen before as his large fingers slid at a frenetic pace in and out of her wet hole. Her petite body, pushed physically forward with every powerful stroke into her pussy was forced up against the couch losing one of her shoes in the process.

Her hand thrust backwards in a bid to maintain her balance, her fingers hooking onto his belt before losing their hold and sliding down over his groin. Her fingertips travelled slowly over the thin material of his trousers easily detecting a bulge where his manhood was desperately trying to break free from it fabric prison. Debra looked upwards at his eyes as his fingers slowed their impetus between her legs and as her fingers travelled along the length of the bulge in his trousers. He released a soft groan as her fingertips gently squeezed his now easily discernible bulge as the smile on his face disappeared peering down at her with almost pleading eyes. 

He expected her to say no, to rebuff his advances and knock him back cold leaving him standing there embarrassed, horny and humiliated. He watched a she raised herself to a standing position, her hand still rubbing up against his groin. 

"Not here," Debra said a slight smirk on her face "I don't want you know who to catch us in the act." She gestured with her head towards the front door.

Her first steps were little tentative, a little unsteady as she made her way up the steps followed closely by a now beaming Robert.

*******

Debra sat on the edge of the bed, her hand between her slightly spread legs slowly rubbing the soft wet skin of her pussy while she waited for Robert to slip off his trousers and briefs. She could feel her body trembling though she could not decide if it was more from expectation of what was about to happen or of nervousness that she was about to cheat on her husband, to willingly let another man have his way with her in their very own marital bed. "Well cheating on Ray is no big surprise!," she thought to herself as a wicked smile spread across her face "but with Robert?"

She was surprised not to put a finer point on it at how incredibly horny she was she sitting on her bed just waiting for him, waiting for Robert of all people. Debra let her legs open up a bit wider as h er fingers began to move faster, rubbing harder between the soft folds of skin of her pussy as the lust and desire that was coursing through her veins smothered all her inhibitions and fears. It was a long, long time since she had ever felt like this.

Robert fastidiously folded his trousers making sure all the folds were neat and precise before draping them carefully over a nearby chair. His visibly shaking fingers hooked in the elastic of his briefs hurriedly pulling them down his legs and off each of his feet nearly tripping over in his haste. He stood just for a moment with his back to her breathing in a series of deep breaths to compose himself before he turned and walked to where she was sitting.

Debra could not help but let out audible gasp of surprise as he approached.

"Is anything wrong?"

"No, no, no," her eyes seemed mesmerised barely able to tear them from the sight of his manhood as it swung from side to side like a third leg as he stood in front of her "how in the hell have you hidden this from me for so long?" Her free hand reached out slowly, her fingers wrapping gently around his shaft before beginning to slide along its length prompting a soft groan of pleasure from Robert.

A devilish smile spread across her face and she had to physically stop herself from licking her lips like an oversexed randy slut as her fingers tightened their grip around his thick shaft sliding with a ever increasing speed along its length. His cock was the largest she had ever seen both in its length and in its girth and compared to Ray her husbands, well there was no comparison she told herself. Her fingers wrapped themselves tightly around his shaft caressing his manhood as she steeled herself before letting his cock slide between her rose coloured lips. It had been a number of years since she had even attempted oral sex as lately all of her sexual liaisons with Ray had consisted of him jumping on top of her with absolutely no warning or foreplay.

"Are you sure you and Ray are brothers?'" she asked still giving his manhood her undivided attention before she finally peered up at him smiling. "I don't why you have so much trouble with women with this monster!" She gave his cock a playful tug prompting a loud groan that seemed to echo around the room.

"Unfortunately most of my dates don't seem to get this far-................."

The words faded from his lips replaced with series of moans as leaning forward slightly she let her lips wrap around his shaft. At first her efforts were awkward and clumsy as if it was the first time a cock had passed between her lips before she found her rhythm as more and more of his shaft disappeared down her throat. 

Robert looked down scarcely able to believe what was happening as he watched Debra's head bob up and down on his well endowed shaft. Here was Debra Barone, beautiful wife of his brother Ray sitting on the edge of her bed with her skirt bunched up around her waist and her legs spread wide open for all the world to see. The crotch of her panties was pulled aside allowing one hand to play with herself unimpeded while her other hand worked his cock over with unrestrained enthusiasm as it slid with ever increasing depth and speed into her pretty little mouth. His cock seemed to cause a bulge in her cheek as she unsuccessfully tried to accommodate the full length of his shaft each and every time it slid inside with a thin trail of saliva now beginning to trickle down from her lips onto her chin and neck.

His let his hand rest on the top of her head as it bobbed along his shaft, every stroke producing gargling like noises that emanated from the back of her throat. Her hair tied up in a ponytail whipped and flew about in all directions as her passion and desire to satisfy, to please the main in front of her overruled all doubts and fears.

"God you are so beautiful Debra!" his voice sounded hoarse and out of breath as her lips continued their exuberant exploration of his manhood.

Debra let her brown eyes peer up at him as her head bobbed along the length his shaft, her hands now alternately squeezing or pinching his balls. She let his lips close tight around his manhood, allowing the full length of his shaft to slide deep down into her throat, waiting a few seconds before allowing it to slide out again. Her tongue flicked at the sensitive head of his cock as groans of pleasure slipped from his mouth before she rose to her feet with one hand sliding along his shaft.

"Are you ready?"

A slightly confused look spread across Robert's face "Ready for what?"

"Geez you really haven't done this in a while have you?" She let out a small nervous laugh before her face softened into a sexy smile as her hand reached downwards slowly undoing the zip of her skirt and with a slight wiggle of her hips allowed it to drop down the short distance onto the floor.

His hand ran along his rock hard shaft at frenetic but steady pace as not ever bothering to step out of her fallen skirt he watched her cross her arms before lifting her top over and then off her head. He did not notice it drop softly to the floor at her feet as his eyes remained fixated on the sight of her large breasts straining to break free from the thin, flimsy looking material of her bra. The light in the room appeared to provide a luminous quality to her breasts as they wiggled and shook against the lacy white bra, her sizable nipples already visible as if they attempting to drill their way free.

Robert felt his breathing become almost impossible with his hand sliding ever faster along his shaft as she slipped her drenched panties down her legs before raising each of her feet in turn to ease their removal. He watched the panties flutter to the ground as if in slow motion, the aroma of her near naked body filling his nostrils intoxicating, gradually overpowering all his senses until he could wait no longer. As he took a step forward he pushed her softly causing her with a loud squeal to fall onto the bed bouncing once or twice before coming to a complete stop.

He dropped his huge frame to the floor onto to his knees in front of her gracefully and with barely a sound,. pulling her body slightly towards him His large powerful hands lifted and held her legs upright as his tongue began to lap at the soft wet skin of her pussy that protruding between her upturned legs.

"Oh god Robert.....!" Debra felt her body shudder with every touch of his tongue, flicking, penetrating and delving into her most private area with a rapidity and power she had never before experienced. "Why haven't I done this before!?" she thought to herself as her eyes rolled backed in her head losing all control of her body, losing all sense of where she was.

She saw rather than felt her legs fall softly to the bed, falling on either side of his head with one resting across his backside and the other falling askew onto the bed.

"Fuck!!" 

She could not help herself, the loud expletive of pleasure escaping freely from her lips as his fingers slid in between the folds of skin of her pussy working wonderfully well with his probing, delving tongue. Debra felt her body squirm and writhe in pleasure on top of her bed, her wildly thrashing legs sending the bed covers into disarray as her brother's unexpected brutal yet extremely pleasurable attack on her pussy. 

*******

He had waited patiently at the back door for perhaps ten to fifteen minutes, knocking perhaps two or three times for no response before her ventured enough courage to open the door. Gianni pushed the door open only a few centimetres, his eyes peering through the small opening as if he was about to enter a home unknown to him let alone one that he had visited many times before. 

"Hello, Hello Mrs B?" His eyes darted from side to side for a moment before he finally fully pushed the door letting it noiselessly swing open until it came to a stop. He stood just outside the kitchen venturing one more quick look inside before entering and shutting the door quietly behind him.

"Hello?" He eyes quickly scanned the kitchen and finding no one there made his way into the living room which he surprisingly found empty as well.

"Mrs B?", his voice was louder now as he stood at the foot of the stairs as looking up the staircase towards the second floor of the house "Hello is there anyone here? I'm here to look at the furnace, you called me last night..." His voice faded as a look of concern spread across his face.

Still no answer. Gianni unexpectedly began to feel edgy, nervous even -- it wasn't like Mrs B not be home when she said was going to be. He climbed the stairs slowly, taking each step with great care in a sometimes less than successful attempt not to make any loud and unwarranted noises. If something had happened and there was an intruder or possibly intruders in the house he did not want to give them any advance warning of his presence. He wasn't the hero type he repeatedly told himself.

The sounds reached his ears as soon as he had stepped off the final step and on to the second floor, an almost rhythmical wave of moans and shrieks that seemed to float, to resonate along the short hallway. He stopped letting the sounds fill his head, the concern on his face soon dissolving into a sly smile. Gianni felt his feet moving drawn to the sounds like a moth to a bright light fully knowing that what he was doing was wrong but he could not help himself. 

With each and every step the human produced cacophony grew louder and louder reverberating inside his head until he found himself standing before a half closed door. He hesitated for a moment taking a series of deep breaths to compose himself before he gently pushed the door open. It swung open noiselessly, his now wide open eyes taking in the amazing sight now before him.

Mrs Barone lay completely naked except for her bra on top of the bed, her quivering body skewed diagonally across the widely strewn mess of sheets and bed covers a continuous stream of moans slipping from her lips. On the floor knelt the hulking figure of Robert Barone, his head buried in between her widely spread legs with his lips and tongue working overtime on her pussy. Her legs thrashed about on numerous occasions seemingly in delirious pleasure, one leg repeatedly striking with some force across his bare back but apparently with no effect as his frenzied oral assault continued unabated. 

Gianni eyes slowly scanned the bedroom as he stood in the half light of the doorway noticing the items of clothing scattered everywhere and how Robert's naked form almost seemed to envelop the petite tiny body of Debra Barone one his massive hands now methodically squeezing of her ample breasts in perfect unison and time with his tongue. He wondered what had happened, what events had led up to this disjointed sexual union.

It was Debra who noticed him first standing in the doorway of the bedroom, a sly smile across his rugged face. She quickly pushed herself up into a sitting position with her legs folded up under her, hurriedly gathering up the bed covers to partially cover only part her naked form. Robert initially startled by her sudden and unexpected movements quickly scampered to the opposite side of the bed when he too discovered his presence

"Wha- Wha-", Debra eyes peered downwards unwilling at first to look Gianni directly in the eye, her first words coming out as a nervous stutter before she composed herself "What are you doing here Gianni?"

Gianni calmly took a couple of steps inside the bedroom before he replied "You called me last night remember," his eyes were drawn to her nakedness which was plainly visible despite her hurried and less than successful attempt at modesty "you were feeling a touch cold and asked me to check the furnace in the basement." His smile on his face broadened as he stopped momentarily before he continued. "But I can see you found another way to keep warm-"


Everybody Loves Debra 2008



EVERYBODY LOVES DEBRA'S RACK: "FIXING HER PIPES"

Gianni is under the counter and all you can see are his legs peeking out from under the sink cabinet. Debra walks into the kitchen in her bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her freshly washed hair. She takes a filter out of the cupboard and opens up the coffee maker. She looks around. "Damn it, what happened to the sugar?" 

"Right here, Debra." Gianni's arm sticks out from the cabinet holding a pack of Sweet and Low. Debra jumps.

"Jesus!" Debra shrieks clutching her chest.

"What happened. Something scare you?" Gianni asks from under the sink.

"Yeah Gianni, something scared me – any idea what it could have been?"

"A bird hit the kitchen window?" Gianni asks as he cranks a monkey wrench around the pipe.

"No, not a bird in the window, Gianni." 

"More like a fox in the henhouse." Barks a voice from behind Debra.

"Hello Marie, nice to see you." Debra says, not really meaning it.

Marie clutches Debra's arm and pulls her close. "Debra, what are you doing?!" 

"Nothing. Marie." Debra says coolly, trying to brush off her terminally nosy mother.

"No, nothing is what you're wearing – not what you're doing, Debra." Marie grabs Debra's lapels and pulls them tightly over her ample cleavage. "Do you have any idea what this looks like to me, Debra?"

"Marie! Don't be ridiculous."

"What?! You don't think this looks a little fishy? You wearing nothing but that negligee and Gianni there lying on the floor – don't think I don't see that big package he's – packing!"

"Marie! You are being ridiculous."

Oh, am I?"

"Yes, you are. For one, this is a robe, a big ugly white terry cloth robe – not a negligee."

"Whatever. Robe, negligee, same difference. Both are easy access to my Raymond's treats – they're not for that big, hulking construction worker to leer and paw." Marie says in a hushed tone as Gianni continues to work under the sink without hearing a word between Marie and Debra.

"Marie. You couldn't be more wrong." Debra pulls Marie further down the kitchen and whispers.

"Why are you whispering Debra? Is there something you want to confess?"

"No Maire. I'm whispering because I don't want Gianni to hear me trash his handyman skills."

"Handyman skills, is that what they're calling them now?

"Marie, that's insane. Even for you."

"Is it really? I watch the television. I know all about what that handyman did to Eva Longoria."

"Marie, you're not really comparing me to a soap opera are you?

"I don't know, Debra. If you ask me you look just a little bit like one of those "Desperate Housewives."

"Marie!" Debra gasps. "You are way off. I'm just as surprised to see Gianni here as you Marie. He was supposed to be done with this project yesterday. HE keeps saying he's done and then the next morning, he's back. Every time I ask why, he's like – "don't you worry your pretty little head, Debra. I just have to make a few adjustments to the plumbing and it will be done in a jiffy." He's been saying that for three days."

"Maybe he wants to fix a different kind of plumbing Debra."

"Marie!"

"I mean your plumbing, Debra"

"Yeah, I got it the first time, Marie. Believe me, if that would get this job done faster, I'd seriously consider it." Debra says as she tightens the belt on her robe in frustration.

"That's what I thought – you're running a sex trade in here!"

"Marie, you don't really believe that."

"I'll give you the benefit of the doubt this time, Debra."

"Oh, thank you so much, Marie."

"But, that doesn't mean you better watch yourself around Gianni. I know how these things can get out of hand."

"Really, how is that Marie?"

"I was young once too, Debra. I've had my share of plumbers and postman cast glances at my... assets."

"Right."

"You don't believe that men used to be into me? They said I had terrific behind back then. In fact, the milkman, Mr. Palucci, said I'm nothing if not a terrific behind."

"Okay."

"What? You don't believe me?"

"Oh, I believe you're a terrific behind, Marie."

"Very funny young lady. You just watch your step young lady. Don't think I don't know what a MILB is."

"Marie, that's ridiculous – besides, you're not even spelling it right."

"Yes I am, I read about it in Redbook."

"Really Marie? Then what does MILB stand for?"

"Mother-I'd-Love-To..."

"Go ahead Marie, what does B stand for?"

"I, I..." Marie stammers.

"I didn't think so, Marie." Debra says, confident she's shut up her mother.

"Bang." Says Johnny as he pulls out from under the sink.

"Excuse me?" Debra asks, taken aback that Gianni is standing there.

"Boink. As in mother I'd like to boink. Or Bone. Bone, totally works as well."

"Why, I never!" Marie gasps.

"And, Bop!" Debra chimes in.

"Good one, Debra!" Gianni says as he high fives Debra.

"See! You're completely leading him on." Marie exclaims.

"Marie! You're embarrassing me!" Debra says as she pounds the counter to make her point. As she does so, her robe comes dangerously close to completely exposing her huge, jiggling breasts.

Gianni takes a long look at his best friend's wife's massive milk-makers. His smile turns to a grin as he commits the bouncing breasts to memory. 

Debra knows full well that he's drinking in the sight of her tits as they try to peel their way out of her robe. Her first instinct is to close up her robe, but she can't help but get a charge out of how much her husband's playboy buddy appreciates the sight. She thinks to herself, "Is he really digging on my boobs? I thought I was way out of his age range. There's no way he's checking out my forty-something tits... ...No, he's definitely staring at my tits. I know that look, my twins used to look at them like that when they were hungry. You want to suck my tits, Gianni? Yeah, I bet you do." 

Before Debra can finish her fantasy, Marie steps forward and closes Debra's robe.  "Honestly Debra, it's a wonder you don't catch pneumonia!. And you, Mr. Gigolo contractor, get this job done today or I'm hiring someone else out of my own pocket."

"Mrs. Barone, trust me. I'm working as fast as I can." Even Debra wasn't convinced this was entirely true. Debra was starting to wonder if Gianni was taking longer on this job for ulterior motives. 

"Well, finish soon. It's not appropriate to have a man in this house during the day."

"Will do, Mrs Barone. But, if I'm not here, you'll just have to bring in another guy."

"Not necessarily, I just might hire one of those nice thespian women."

"Alright Marie, why don't you go back home and let Gianni concentrate..." Debra notices Gianni staring at her boobs again. "...On his job." Debra places a screwdriver in Giannni's hand and walks Marie to the door.

"But, I could stay and make you some coffee." Marie sputters.

"No thank you." Debra says as she pushes Marie out the door.

Debra slams the door shut. "Finally!" Debra leans back against the door and wipes her brow. "The nerve of that woman to insinuate that you and I..."

"You and I what?" Gianni says with the grin of a seasoned bachelor.  "You don't mean she thinks...." Gianni picks up a screw between his thumb and index finger.

"Ha ha, very funny."

"Just kidding." Gianni says.

"Right. I hope for the sake of your girlfriend your screw is bigger than that." Debra says snarkily as she cinches the belt on her bathrobe.

"I don't have a girlfriend. But, believe me it's not because I don't have the right tools." 

"Boy, she never lets up does she?" Gianni asks Debra as he begins to put his tools back in his toolbox.

"You caught her on a good day." Debra responds.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door.  Debra turns, agitated. "What do you want, Marie?" But, as the door swings open, it's not Marie. It's her sister, Amy. 

"Is she gone?" Amy asks as her eyes dart around the room. 

"She's gone, thanks for the backup", Debra snips as she pours a cup of coffee.

"Sorry Deb. Oh, hi Gianni."

"Hey Amy, how you been?" Gianni gets up and gives Amy a hug and kiss on the cheek. "What's that you're wearing? You smell delicious."

"Oh Gianni, it's nothing. Just vanilla scented perfume"

"Well, I do love vanilla." Gianni retorts as he flashes a smile at Amy, she giggles like a little girl.

"Yeah, enjoy it while it lasts, Amy. We'll see how much time you have for vanilla scented perfume after you pop out three kids." Debra mutters as she sips her coffee. 

Gianni swings around behind Debra and takes a whiff out of her mug. "Don't you fret now Debra, the smell of coffee on a woman is just as good to me – and addictive."

"You are too much Gianni." Debra scowls with amusement as he winks at them both.

"You are trouble", Amy announces.

"The good kind." Gianni responds.

"The worst kind." Debra adds.

Gianni takes a mini bow. "Hey, I just call 'em like I see 'em. You two are lovely ladies and I am but a mere blue collar fit-it guy."

"Well, if that's true, why does that washing machine look very not-so-fixed." Debra's voice goes up as an octave as Gianni and Amy turn to see the washing machine overflow with suds. They all run to the machine.  "Oh man, I think it's still screwed up." Gianni exclaims as he tries to tighten a pipe.

"You think?" Is all Debra can say as she wipes the suds with a towel into several plastic buckets. Debra looks up frustrated at Amy. She just stands there with a fret on her face. "Well Amy, what are you waiting for?"

"I'm sorry, Debra. This is a new sweater." The suds are now epic, you can barely see Debra below her shoulders in the suds.

"Well, take it off and help me out." 

""What?" Amy motions toward Gianni.

"Amy, I think Gianni has seen more than his share of women in a bra before." 

"It's true." Gianni admits.

"Well, I guess this is an emergency." Amy admits.

"It's just a few suds. I think I can stop the leak in just a sec'. There, it's not leaking anymore. The worst is over now." Gianni proclaims.

"You think this is bad, wait until Frank hears about this." Debra says as she mops up suds, barely visible from the foamy mess.

"Oh you're right." Amy agrees. "He's going to be all like – ""See what happens when you hire someone else? I could have had this done in an hour and it wouldn't have cost you a penny.""

"Marie is never going to let me live this down." Debra says with an annoyed tone in her voice. "She already thinks I only hired Gianni because he's cute."

"You think I'm cute?" Gianni tries to joke.

Debra shoots back," You're getting less cute by the minute, smartass." 

"Aw come on, this is kinda' funny." Gianni smirks as he wipes some foam off of Debra's furrowed brow. 

"Yeah, hilarious." Debra responds and slings a big glob of foam at Gianni. 

"Oh, you wanna' go?" Gianni says playfully as he takes a big handful and tosses it across Debra's face.

"Oh ho, got you good!" Gianni says, amused.

Amy starts laughing as she looks at the white mess on Debra's face. "You better hope Marie doesn't walk in right now – that looks pretty incriminating."

"Me? You're the one in your bra Amy." Debra exclaimed as she lobs a glob of foam at Amy and Gianni.

"And, you're the one with a big money shot on your face, Debra!" Amy jokes.

"Amy, I can't believe you!" Then, Debra glances in the mirror. "Oh my God, it does look like I got a face-full."

"Could you imagine trying to explain me in my bra and you with splooge on your face to Marie right now?" Amy giggles as she mops foam of her surprisingly ample tits. 

"Better yet, it would be pretty hard to explain to your husband." Gianni adds.

"Believe me, Ray wouldn't get the entendre. And, if he did he'd probably just say, "I hope you got a discount for that."

"You're right, that is a Barone man thing to say." Amy agrees.

"Oh, I'd give you a discount alright." Gianni adds.

Debra looks in the mirror, she's a mess. There's foam all over her and her robe is so wet that it's literally falling off her shoulders. "This robe it's so wet it feels like it weighs fifty pounds." Debra grabs a tee shirt off a shelf. "Turn around, Gianni." Gianni does a half turn and grins at her. "All the way, smartass." Debra commands.

"How come Amy doesn't have to turn around?" Gianni inquires.

"Turn around." Debra demands.

"Alright, but I really don't think it's necessary. I am a professional."

"Hey Deb, could I grab a shirt?" Amy asks.

"Sure." Debra tosses Amy a shirt. Amy undoes her sopping wet bra as Debra un-cinches her robe. It falls to the ground with a loud splat. Amy notices Debra's body, it's tighter and firmer than she realized. 

"Geez Deb, have you been working out?" Amy asks.

"Oh yeah, I started taking Pilates."

"It shows, you look great." Amy responds as she pulls the tee shirt down over her boobs. They are so huge that the tee shirt barely makes it over her ribcage.

"Thanks Amy. Wow."  "What's wrong, Deb?" Amy asks.

"You tits are freakin' huge, Amy."

"You're right, they do." Amy responds as she looks at her boobs just bulging out of a pink "Hello Kitty" tee shirt. "Hey, I know you have big boobs Deb, but yours look ridiculous in that shirt."

Debra looks down at the white tee shirt that not also does not reach her waist, but also shows the outline of her silver dollar nipples. Debra inspects her chest and cups her breasts. "You're right, they feel normal, but they look massive today."

"You two are killing me." Gianni chimes in as he remains turned away.

"Oh Amy, and your tits feel sooo soft." Debra coos.

"Ha ha, very funny." Gianni chuckles.

As Debra slips on a pair of sweatpants, she says... "Oh my God."

"What?" Asks Amy.

"We're wearing Allie's tee shirts." Debra announces with a chuckle in her voice.

"Okay, I don't care if you fire me. I gotta' see this." Gianni turns around to see petite little Debra sweatpants that so tight, they are currently making their way up her cracks and crevices. And, a little white tee shirt that reveals her ripped belly and a tee shirt that rides off her rib cage – giving a nice view of the underside of her voluptuous rack. He nearly gasps.

"Alright, you don't have to exaggerate. Maybe this would have been a good look ten years ago – maybe." Debra says in an insecure voice.

"Are you kidding me? You're going to look good in that for another twenty years, Deb."

"You are so full of crap, Gianni." 

"I'm full of something." After he says it, he realizes he went a little too far. He and Debra lock eyes like deer in headlights.

"You do look good, Debra." Amy breaks the silence.

"Hey, don't get me wrong Amy. You got it going on as well." Gianni interrupts.

"Sure Gianni, too little too late." She then relents... "Really? I look alright?"

"More than alright." Gianni responds.

"Okay, I think we've both gotten more than our dose of flattery. Gianni, you can go up to the boy's room and change. Amy, come with me and let's see if we can't find some shirts that don't make us look like we work at "Hooters". 

"Aw, I was just about to order some hot wings, too." Gianni says with a smile. Debra scowls at him and he starts up the stairs. "Alright, you don't have to tell me when the party is over."

"Come on Amy, let's get out of my daughter's tee shirts before we ruin them." 

"Okay, but I think we'll need some butter."

"Or, the "jaws of life." They both crack up as they walk upstairs and into Debra's bedroom.

They enter the room and Amy struggles with her shirt. "Little help, Debra?" 

"Here, bend down a little bit." Debra struggles on her tiptoes to yank the tee shirt off of Amy; she falls backward onto the bed. Amy cracks up. Debra sits upright and puts her hands up over her head. "Here, get this off me so I can breathe." Amy pulls that shirt off Debra with one sharp tug. Amy notices as Debra's D cups flop out of her shirt and bounce like a Jello mold. They are pert and full and they gleam with soapey goodness in the light. "Thanks Amy. Listen, I'm going to rinse up, I feel like dried soap." 

"If you don't mind, I'll wait for you. I feel itchy too." Amy says as she follows a topless Debra into the bathroom.

"No problem, I'm just doing a quick rinse off." Debra says as she peels off her sweatpants. She makes her way to the shower and turns it on, not bothering to pull the shower curtain closed. 

Amy sits on the toilet across from Debra. "Maybe you should put it on the cold water."

"Oh stop." Debra chides as she rubs water over her robust breasts.

"You're telling me if you weren't single, Gianni wouldn't be in this shower with us right now?"

"Us?" Debra says surprised.

"Freudian slip. You do look pretty hot Deb. If I were in college, I'd totally experiment with you." Amy watches the water and soap suds trickle down Deb's tits and thrail over her taut belly into the tiny shaved patch between her legs. Deb catches Amy's near-stare and instinctively turns around in shyness. Her ass pushed out toward the shower glass – it's a wondrous sight. Perfectly sculpted cougar ass and a delightful lady bump rinsing under the shower jets. 

Debra stops for a moment. She looks Amy up and down, she's a tall girl who seems frumpy in clothes. But, sitting there naked, Debra sees an athletic body with nice curves and a pair of full, perky breasts. A series of images bombard Debra's brain. She sees an image of her going down on her sister that jolts her. Debra feels her nipples harden and her pussy begin to heat up. But quickly, Debra regains composure and thinks to herself that this day could have easily spiraled into a Cinemax movie. She steps out of the shower and grabs a towel. She stays in the bathroom and chats with Amy as she showers briefly.  Everything seems normal as the two naked sisters in law make their way to Debra's bedroom again, until....

"What's this?" Amy asks.

"What's what?" Debra responds.

"Why do you have two TV's? One for you and one for Ray?"

"No, the smaller one is a baby monitor. We got it when the kids were born. We don't use it much anymore, but we never got rid of it."

Amy's lips form a smile. "Isn't Gianni in that room right now?"

"Amy! You're terrible." Debra smacks Amy lightly on the arm.

"Oh come on, haven't you ever wondered if he's all talk?" Amy asks. "I'm not going to lie; I kind of want to see what he's packing." 

"Of course you do Amy. Your husband probably has a dick the size of a fire hydrant.  It's just going to depress me."

"All the more reason to take a peek, you can use it as a fantasy later. This is the kind of stuff that keeps your sex life hot."

"Amy!  I don't believe you! Besides, he's probably already dressed." Debra scolds her sister as she considers flipping on the monitor. Before she can decide, Amy switches it on."

"Amy!" Debra yelps.

But, before she can do anything she sees a naked Gianni sitting on a toybox. 

Amy blurts out... "Oh my God. He's still naked. And, he looks good. Look at those pecs and those biceps."

Debra takes a closer look. "And look what those biceps are doing!" 

Gianni is stroking his cock slowly. The women crouch closer to the monitor and watch in utter amazement. He leans back to reveal a perfectly fit body that only a bachelor would have. 

"Look at that bod. It's perfect." Amy gasps.

"Not too shabby. And, not as much hair on his chest as I thought."

"Or his balls." Adds Amy.  Debra and Amy start giggling like schoolgirls.

"I can't believe he's jerking off. Do you think he's thinking of one of us?" Amy asks.

He's a man Amy, he's thinking of both of us."

"How big do you think that is, Debra?" 

Debra looks closely at the monitor; it looks enormous to her compared to her husband. And, she notices its girth is very impressive. "I couldn't tell you. Might as well be a foot long compared to what I'm used to. All I can tell you is that would hurt." 




Everybody Loves Debra 2008



"You'd get used to it. I used to think I'd never be able to deep throat Robert and his dick is at least three inches bigger than that." Amy says nonchalantly.

"Geez, when you have kids, they're going to have to parachute out." Debra smiles at her still naked sister.

"Hey, I do my Kegle exercises, this bad girl still can keep it airtight." Amy says as she comically spreads a leg open a bit.

"You make it sound like Tupperware." Debra smiles, "Alright, get your last look in..." Debra looks back at the monitor to find that Gianni is gone. "Where did he go?"

"I thought you said you wanted one last look." Gianni stands naked in the doorway. "You know, that monitor does have volume."

Debra's eyes rove up Gianni's tight, muscular body. He's built like a baseball player and she wonders what it would feel like to have his strong arms slam her down on that bed of hers. Despite her efforts, she stares at his thick penis. It's long and wide. Debra thinks to herself that it just looks – ready. She can't help but stare. It's literally a full ten seconds before Debra realizes she's staring And, it's another five before she realizes that Amy doesn't seem to be in any hurry to get some clothes on.

"Okay, I think we all had our fun. You showed me yours, she showed you her's. Debra pulls up the towel covering herself. 

"Nice cock." Amy blurts out.

"You noticed?" Giovanni answers.

"Amy!" Debra gasps. 

"Well, it is." Amy responds.

"Well, considering the fact that I've showered after basketball with your husband all through high school – I'll have to take that as a compliment, Amy." Gianni resounds with a dirty grin.

"Don't get too cocky, it's not bigger. But, it is nice." Amy responds.

"So, you think you could handle this one no problem, do you?"

"Believe me, after years with Robert, I could deep throat your dick without opening my mouth all the way."

"I bet you could." Gianni answers.

"Guys, could we continue this conversation with our clothes on?" Debra tries to slow down the mounting situation unfolding in her bedroom. 

"But, the question is – will you?" Gianni taunts.

With that, Amy walks over to Gianni and gets down on her knees. She places a hand under his shaft and looks up at Gianni. "Now, this is just a demonstration – don't think I'm going to finish the job." 

Gianni grins, "Whattaya' say, Deb? Are you a closer?"

Deb gives her trademark pained look of disgust. "Not a chance. This is Amy's party." Deb turns around and reaches for the bathroom door. 

Gianni barks from behind Debra, "Stop." Deb turns to Gianni. Amy is working his dick like it's got the cure for cancer inside it. She slurps up and down the shaft hungrily while massaging his ample hairy balls.

Debra turns to Gianni, looking stunning as her still wet tits show ample cleavage.  "Excuse me? Did you just take a tone with me as you stand there getting a fucking blowjob from my sister in my house?"

"Sthisterr in waw. I'b yo' thister in thaw." Amy corrects Debra, not bothering to take Gianni's massive rod out of her slobbering trap.

"I'm just saying. You want me to fuck you."

"You have some fucking nerve." Debra grits her teeth as she steps toward Gianni. That is all he needs, he grabs Debra by the back of her head and kisses her harder than she's ever been kissed. She fights it for an eighth of a seconds before she gives in. Her tongue and his dance violently against each other – they fuse together almost like they were born that way. Her pelvis pressed against Amy's head as she continues to blow the best friend of both of their husbands. After a long 30 seconds of bliss, Debra regains her composure. She tears herself away.  "Okay, things have obviously gotten way out of hand. Let's just all take a moment to think about..."

"Shut up and show me those huge fucking titties." Gianni rips off her towel to reveal Deb's perfect little bod. "Fuck yeah! You know how long I wanted to bite those fucking nips?! Oh man, they look even juicier than I imagined. I bet I've come a gallon of imaginary wads on those babies."

Debra is literally blown away by this friend of the family, now some kind of animal. He looks down at Amy and pulls his dick out of her mouth and steps toward Debra. Debra shakes her head "no" and backs up. "No way, not gonna' happ..." Too late Gianni backs her against the bathroom door and grabs her right tit with his hand and squeezes it. He takes the other one and bounces them in his hands as if mesmerized by the cantaloupe sized – uh, for lack of a better word, melons. "Get your hands off.."

"No problem." Gianni drops his hands and bends down to seemingly feed on her breasts. If you thought Amy was going at his cock – that's nothing compared to how Gianni works Debs tits.  "Oh fucking Christ." Deb doesn't make it ten seconds before her pussy is wetter than an ice cube on a radiator. Amy must have noticed, because suddenly she's got her fingers working Debs clit with one hand and stroking Gianni's cock with the other. Debra moans a moan that makes a whale song seem like a chick peeping. A gush of juice flows out of Debra's pussy. Amy begins to work the tip of Gianni's dong over Deb's clit.

"You like that you naughty whore?" Amy asks.

"Guys, this is crazy." Debra tries to resist, but Gianni's massive mushroom is being guided with perfection by her sister. It bumps and rubs over clit with the perfection of an artist. Debra's breast swell up and her nipples extend like cell phone antennae. Gianni massages her pendulous mams with the right amount of TLC and roughhouse commandeering of a drunk rugby player. His massive ches and matted fur inch toward her hot breath. Debra instinctively bites his chest - she can't even tell if it's in protest or in passion. It's definitely take as a green light from Gianni.

Gianni grabs Debra's jaw in a solid, but tender way and growls... "You have one second to call off the dogs. After that I don't care if you scream, I'm going to pump you until you sing "La Dolce Vita" in C Sharp."

"I have no idea what that means you dirty Italian fucker. But, if you think you're man enough to take me, stop pussy-footing around and..." 

That's all Gianni needs to hear... He bites her neck and kisses her neck and torso so passionaltely that Deb believes she may just come from that alone. But, Amy and Gianni put on the full court press by working Debra's clitoris in unison. Gianni slowly pushes his inflamed head into her lips while Amy rotates it around her gash like a swizzle stick. All the while it's only in Deb a quarter of an inch. It's still not the point of no return until... 

"Oh fuuuuuuuuucccckkk meeeeeeee!" Debra screams so loud she is sure the police might get involved. She's in a fog as she looks down and sees Amy smiling with her hands wrapped around her hubby's pal's dong and jamming it into Deb's pussy lips. "Come on, put some sour cream on my love-taco", Deb jokes. Ha, wouldn't Raymond be pissed to know that Deb was using Ray's euphemism for pussy while she's getting fucked by another man. 

"What the fuck is happening to me?" Debra moans and groans and writhes and finds herself uncontrollably running her hand over Amy's head, jamming her face into her pussy with one hand and squeezing Gianni's ass so hard that it pushes his prick against her gushing twat. "Fuck me! Yes! I'm a fucking dirt whore, skank bitch. Just fucking fuck me!"

Gianni is already there. He and Amy work together to jam his cock into Debra's vag so hard that her body almost drives through the bathroom wall. He pile-drives that dick into her tight, underused gash and slides it in and out and in and out. Each time he dives into her pussy she slams the wall with a fist. The whole time, he sucks that big right breast of hers with the enthusiasm of a high school junior. 

Amy disappears somewhere between both their junk, happily lapping it all up in her mouth – balls, pussy, cock – whatever comes her way. 

Deb grabs Gianni's back and scratches it with wild eyes locked into his. "You better fucking hurt me. Tomorrow I am going to want to be able to believe I had no choice in this. I know it's not tru, but fucking hurt me all the same."

Gianni grins, "I get it. And now you get it too." Gianni spins Debra around so she is bent over the sink. He plunges his cock up her twat and pumps several times while yanking he tits like they are bridles. "I am fucking you because I have been staring at this hot little ass ever since I first met you. You know how many times I saw you come home from aerobics in that tight little workout out fit and I wanted to do this in fromt of your faggot husband?" 

Deb looks over her shoulder and protests, "Hey, you don't have to call Raymond names..."

"Did I say you could speak, you little slut?!" With that, Gianni rams into her while simultaneously smacking the Bejeezus out of her ass. Thick red handprint welts glow on her perfect ass cheeks.

"Fuck yes, spank my little whore ass! God, I am a slut. Fuck me up! Fuck me up so fucking hard! Oh god I can feel your cock ramming my kidneys, my pussy is going to rip wide open! This hurts even more than the twins!!!"

Amy looks up concerned for a moment, "Are you okay Deb?"

"Shut up and work my clit you fucking ho'!" They both crack up as Amy licks Deb's aching pussy in between thrusts. It goes on like this for minutes... Gianni breaking a sweat and Debra looking at her face in the bathroom mirror while her pussy is pillaged from behind. It is exquisite for her. She comes and comes and comes. She looks into her reflection knowing full and well that tomorrow, she will not be the same person. No longer will Wednesday night sex in the missionary position be enough to get her through the week.... Debra Barone will forever forward always need more.

"I want you to come all over my fucking slut face, Gianni! I want Ray to smell you on me when he kisses me goodnight. I want everyone to know that I'm not a Mommy – I'm a dirty fucking whore!" Debra's body convulses as she writhes wildly on Gianni's torpedo like staff.

"Well, stop grinding get your dirty slut mouth down here, bitch!" Gianni slaps her titties and grabs her face as he jams her to her knees. It's a beautiful sight, this Mommy turned cock munching sex toy. Her tits are full and her eyes gleam with satisfaction. Gianni notes that it's hard to believe that this same woman who rolls her eyes whenever Raymond makes a sexual innuendo is now feasting on his flaring purple dragon.

"There you are, Amy. I was wondering what happened to you." Debra giggles as she is face to face with her sister."

"I knew you'd come down here sooner or later." Amy gushes as she guides the wet cock into Deb's mouth.

"I came sooner and later." Deb doesn't have time to laugh at her own joke as she accepts Gianni's dick into her mouth. She's worried, it's been a very long time since she sucked Ray's dick. And, to be honest it was never too exciting, more of a checklist activity. But now, now it seemed like the most important thing in the world. 

Debra relaxes her throat as the handyman's wide member stretches her pert little mouth around the girth of his dick. It rams into her throat thanks to Amy's guidance. 

Debra forgets everything that she ever was, wife, mother, sister, daughter in law, PTA chairperson, whatever... As she gulpes every millimeter of cockflesh into her starving mouth. His balls slam against her chin. He's literally fucking her mouth at this moment and she can't get enough. "Funny", she thinks to herself - 'if Ray even touches my hair, I stop giving him head. Now, here I am pretty much begging this guy to impale my skull with his hairy dick." Debra licks his fist sized wet, matted balls as they literally shake with a shudder...

Amy takes over. "Get it out of your mouth now if you want to get a sperm shake, bitch!" Amy works the base of Gianni's cock as Deb fellates the head one last series of times until....

Thick gusts of white licorice lassos blast onto Debra's face and tits. Hot splashes of cum burst, jet, splash and sputter onto Debra's lapping lips and smiling face. Giannii let's out a "Braveheart" worthy cry as Amy works the semen into Deb's face and cans. Amy keeps pumping as acrobatic jets of Gianni-juice loop over Deb's head and land with a thud on her face and mouth. 

Debra Barone rubs the blue collar guy's head on her cheeks and between her tits as Gianni screams and punches the air in sweet, sweet agony. It just keeps pouring out until Debra thinks she just may need to come up for air. It sputters finally and Debra rubs it all over a still hungry Debra who grabs Amy's hand and guides her hands over her cum covered tits. They look like snow-capped mountains at this point. 

"I am literally glazed like a fucking donut. I look like a fucking Krispy Kreme! God I fucking love that fat cock! I want more jizz on me, make me your fucking slut whore bitch again!" Debra looks up with nothing but lust in her eyes as Amy laps the cum off her tits.

Gianni looks down at Deb's cum covered boobs as she Hoover vacuums the remaining cum out of his spent shaft.  Her eyebrows raise in the dirtiest way imaginable. It almost feels like she's going to suck his helmet off of his veiny snake. "How long before your faggot husbands come home?"

Deb and Amy both sing out.... "Six-ish."

Deb smiles, "That's more than enough time to ruin both of our pussies."

Gianni responds, "Consider me on the clock."

Debra grins, "and consider us on your cock."

Not even nearly the end.



Everybody Loves Debra Ch. 02



Ray Barone had the look of a worried and troubled man. He stood, his legs a little unsteady beneath him with his hand tightly gripping onto the balustrade at the head of the stairs dressed in a bath robe. His face was unshaven, his hair dishevelled and wildly unkempt as if he had just woken from a six month winter hibernation. He ran his free hand over his face and then over his hair as if this simple act would solve or alleviate all his problems before he started to make his way down the stairs.

He took each step slowly and carefully as his mind raced with the worries and concerns that so weighed heavily on his shoulders over the past few days. It was just over a week till the second chapter of his much dreamed about and desired book was due and yet he had not typed a single word. The first chapter had been comparatively easy flowing out of him and onto the computer screen in less than three days but the second had proved more troublesome. He had sat at a blank screen willing the words to come out of his clouded and blocked mind, at times finding himself literally staring at the computer for hours on end and still nothing. And time was ticking away.

The looming deadline had slowly but surely seeped into his life like a contagious disease affecting his sleep, his job and even his sex life. "What sex life!" he thought to himself.

He had just stepped into the kitchen when to his surprise he found Robert and Debra sitting at the table together eating breakfast. He watched as their eyes scanned him from head to toe as if he was a total stranger who had just walked into their home from the street outside. 

"Did we wake you sweetie?" Debra asked as she pushed her chair back and rose to her feet. He could not help but take in what she was wearing as she quickly walked over to where he was standing. She had on a pair of jeans cut off at the ankles that showed off her rear and legs to great effect plus a white cotton top that although not exactly see through he could plainly make out the lacy bra she wore underneath. The flip flops she wore made a 'click' sound on the kitchen floor with each step she took as she approached before she gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"But you badly need a shower!" she added as soon as their lips had touched, his strong body odour flowing into her nostrils with her nose crinkling up for added effect.

"Yeah yeah," he answered grumpily "what's bigfoot doing here?"

An contemptible frown formed on Roberts face but Debra interrupted him before he could reply.

"I invited him over for breakfast," she replied with a forced smile on her face "we don't see enough of each other so I thought it would be nice idea to invite him over."

"What do you mean he is over here all the time! Don't mom and dad feed you over there at the family circus?"

Robert rose angrily to his feet, his huge frame knocking his chair backwards which fell to the floor with a thud. "At least I don't look like a big nosed freak!"

"Oh yeah!"

"Yeah!" Robert replied moving towards where Ray was standing open mouthed his hand twirling the sash of his robe.

"Listen you two," shouted Debra as she stepped in between the two of them "you are brothers for gods sake and grown men at that so starting acting like it and not little children!" She waved her index finger at both of them as they each backed off retreating to opposite sides of the kitchen.

She looked on as they both sulked silently around the table their eyes peering downwards but sneaking the occasional glance at each other.

"Where are the kids?" Ray broke the silence that had only lasted thirty seconds but had seemed to last a lot longer.

"It's past eight thirty Ray," Debra replied "they have already left for school. Now do you want me to make you some breakfast or not?"

He fidgeted about for a few minutes shuffling his feet, untying and then redoing the sash on his robe before he finally offered a reply. "Nah if I want to get this book finished I better get straight to it. I can't laze about all day like some people," he offered a quick glance at Robert who by now was seated at the table again "the book won't write itself you know!"

"Are you sure sweetie?"

Ray nodded "Yes I'm sure I better get started."

He bent down giving her a quick kiss on the lips. "Ok good luck" she said as he started to walk away.

"Poor old Raymond his life is perfect, gorgeous wife, three beautiful kids, writing a book and still he complains!" Robert offered just as Ray had stepped out of the kitchen.

Ray turned quickly around on the spot letting his eyes glare at his brother for just a moment before once again he turned and walked away. It was only a brief time later when the sound of a door slamming resounded in their ears as he descended the stairs to his office in the basement.

******

She was standing by the sink her hands busily sorting the dirty dishes she had just placed into the soapy water when she felt his strong arms wrap around her body. Debra could feel Robert's hands softly and expertly caress her upper body with one hand squeezing her breast in a steady rhythm while the large fingers of his other hand somehow slipped down inside her jeans to tauntingly stroke her panty covered pussy.

Robert could feel her petite frame buck wildly as he pressed his body against hers with her now shaking body causing a cup to slip from her wet fingers falling the short distance into the water with a 'plop'.

"Wha- what are you doing?" she asked a little surprised and more turned on than she cared to admit.

For now he provided no answer his mind and body steadfast in achieving the goal he had in his desire and lust induced state. His fingers began to fondle her breasts while his other hand deftly undid the button of her jeans to provide more room for his fingers to move and to explore. A soft moan slipped from her rose coloured lips as his hand slid in between the silk like material of her panties and her abdomen, her body reacting with a shiver as the cold front that was his fingers collided with the warm front of the soft wet skin of her pussy.

"No," her voice was raspy, breathless as her hands gripped the edge of the kitchen counter tightly as his fingers slipped inside her sliding in and out slowly and methodically sending spasms of pleasure through her body "Ray.....no." Her unconvincing and short-lived protests soon dissolved into a series of contented soft moans.

"Come on," he replied suggestively "you know you want to....." 

Debra looked back at his smiling face letting one hand reach backward to hold onto his torso as her body squirmed about wildly as his fingers increased their speed and penetration. She could not deny it of course he was right, she did want it and she wanted it bad. Her desire for all things sexual had grown unchecked leading her to enjoy some extremely dangerous erotic dalliances over the last few months including one in a local theatre with a surprised usher after she had stormed out of the house alone after another fight with Ray. She felt herself succumbing to Robert like she always did with her will to resist ebbing away as his large fingers worked their magic. Perhaps the most surprising revelation was the undeniable excitement and thrill she found of doing it within hearing and seeing distance of her husband. She discovered that it titillated and intoxicated her no end, at times stretching the boundaries of being caught or discovered to breaking point.

Robert let his fingers slide from her pussy before raising them to her mouth where she wrapped her lips softly around them licking and sucking them clean with relish. For such a large and cumbersome man he dropped to his knees gracefully making practically no sound as his large bulk fell to the floor. His fingers hooked themselves in the top of her tight fitting jeans before sliding them ever so slowly downwards as she thrust he backside out to ease their removal.

Debra spread her legs as wide as she possibly could, her stance limited only by her jeans which hung loose around her ankles. She was forced to quickly cover her mouth with one free hand suppressing a loud moan of delight as he positioned his head between her legs, his fingers roughly pushing the crotch of her panties to one side before her let loose with his tongue and lips. He sat on his backside on the kitchen floor with one hand on the floor for balance, his upper body bent backwards between her legs as his tongue and lips suckled and flicked across her sweet bounty Her body shook deliriously, swinging and shaking so preciously at times she was forced to grab hold of the counter as her legs threatened to give way from under her.

Her line of sight was indeed fortunate to be gazing out of the kitchen window as the shadow first appeared in the corner of her eye before it slowly transformed into the sight of Marie making her way down the path towards the unlocked back door of the house. Her slippery hands fumbled with the latch of the window directly above the sink for what seemed an eternity before it came loose and she pushed the window open. The two separate halves of the window swung outward, one narrowly missing Marie as she strode towards the back door.

"Debra you scared me half to death!," her hand moved involuntarily onto her ample chest to indicate she had been frightened "what the hell are you doing?"

She let her eyes peer down just for a second before she replied taking in the sight of Robert frozen in his tracks between her spread legs with her jeans located around her ankles.

"You can't come in!" Debra blurted out.

"Excuse me!" Marie replied crossly. Her head and shoulders appeared to Debra to fill the whole window as she watched her eyes narrowing moving somehow closer together in anger.

"You can't come in," she repeated "because.....because I have just run the mop over the kitchen floor, it's slippery and wet. Besides the whole house is in a mess!"

It was at that exact moment she felt Robert's tongue flick over the soft skin of her pussy causing her to visibly shake and draw in rapid breaths of air.

"I couldn't help myself!" Debra heard him whisper from below.

"Are you ok?," Marie asked her face taking on a mock concerned look "you sound out of breath dear."

"Yes yes I'm ok," she replied hurriedly "just trying to clean up the house. As I said the place is a mess!"

"Well that's not unusual dear, I can always come in and show you how to keep the house clean. It's relatively easy you know!"

There was no great surprise that even now in this comprising position with her jeans located around her ankles, the crotch of her panties pulled to one side exposing her throbbing wet pussy and Robert's head between her spread legs that her face displayed a sneer of contempt for the interfering and meddlesome woman just outside the window.

"No, no thank you Marie how I am supposed to learn if I don't it myself eh?" Debra restrained her herself channelling her rage into her fingers gripping the counter as Robert let his tongue and lips resume his attack on the delectable bounty between her legs. She bit into her lower lip in a bid to suppress the stream of moans that threatened to burst out from her mouth.

"That's true dear." There was a period of time that the two woman peered at each other through the open window causing Debra to think that she would never leave. Then in one sudden movement she turned on the spot and started to walk away only to stop a few paces further on.

"By the way you haven't seen Robert have you?" she asked as she turned back to face Debra.

"No I haven't seen him since yesterday morning" she replied with her legs swaying dangerously under her as his tongue delved and flicked rapidly inside her pussy.

"Oh" was all Marie said before she turned around and walked away.

'That was close!" she exclaimed as she reached out with shaking hands to close the window. Her fingers slipped from the window latch, her eyes fixated on her trembling hands in mid air as if hypnotised as she sensed the effect of his large tongue and lips flow in spasms through her petite body. "Oh god Robert that feels so good...."

Her words dissolved into soft moans as his hands wrapped around her legs for support enabling him to move his lips and tongue closer to her pussy. Her upper body bent over at her waist, her mouth forming a perfect O shape as his tongue played its own erotic dance with the soft skin of her pussy while his lips and teeth nibbled and bit on her ultra sensitive clit.

"We haven't got much time!" she suddenly exclaimed as she shifted her body backwards, her abrupt unexpected movement leaving his tongue flicking at empty air. Robert climbed slowly to his feet, his face displaying a mixture of surprise and disappointment until she cupped her hand over his groin. Her fingers traced a path along the bulge in his trousers feeling his manhood almost pulse and throb through the thin material. He watched wide eyed as she flashed him a cheeky smile, her tongue playfully running along her lips as her hand slipped from his groin.

Debra could not help but laugh as he hurriedly removed his trousers almost toppling over in his haste onto the floor with his trousers wrapped around his ankles. She slipped her feet out of her flip flops lifting each of legs carefully out of her jeans before she tossed them to one side. Her fingers hooked into the elastic of her panties peeling them slowly down her legs raising each of her feet in turn to slip them off. 

She stood watching him as he finally slipped his trousers from his feet her eyes still captivated by the sight of his erect manhood as it wobbled and swung about as he moved. Although it had slipped inside her mouth and pussy many times she was still in awe of its enormous length and girth, her hand instinctively sliding between her legs letting her fingers play with and tease the soft outer skin of her pussy.

A sly smile spread across her lips as she walked towards him before her free hand wrapped around his shaft, her fingers gently travelling along it's length.

"I'm a little out of practice" she said as she dropped to her knees in front of him.

Debra had barely let her knees hit the kitchen floor before she had slid his cock into her mouth, her lips closing tightly around his shaft as her head began to bob along its impressive length. 

"Ohhh you don't need the practice!" Robert moaned as her tight fitting lips slid along his shaft.

Her fingers slid inside her pussy pumping in almost perfect time and rhythm with her lips sliding along his cock. She had always known that her skill in the art of cock sucking needed improvement and refinement having lost years of practice during her sexual encounters with Ray but she considered that what she lacked in technique and skill she more than made up in endeavour and enthusiasm. The kitchen reverberated with the sounds of her efforts which together with the throaty moans continually emanating from Roberts mouth would have easily attracted the attention of anyone within earshot or of anyone who cared to listen but this only heightened her desire, spurring her on. The danger or thrill of being caught in a compromising position such as this not only sent shivers up her spine but acted as a sort of aphrodisiac sending her passion and lust into overdrive.

Robert let his eyes peer down at his beautiful sister as she worked his cock over in an almost frenzied fashion, never pausing and never coming up for air. He looked on in amazement as trickles of saliva ran down from the corners of her mouth before falling the short distance onto the floor in tiny drops so much so that in no time at all a small pool had formed.

"You like?" her question had surprised him as he was lost in his own private little world, his eyes watching each of the drops of saliva falling to the floor as if in slow motion.

"Oh I like, I like!," he responded like a small child as she flicked her tongue rapidly against the tiny slit in the head of his cock sending intense pulses of pleasure through his large body "I like it -

He words were cut off suddenly as once again she swallowed his shaft whole before letting her lips repeatedly traverse the length of his manhood.

It was only a short time later that she found herself bent over the kitchen table with her legs hanging over the end as he pushed his cock slowly into the tight confines of her pussy. A groan slipped from her lips as the entire length of his well endowed manhood invaded her body before he started to pump as his large body bent over hers. His fingers slid the edge of her top upwards allowing his lips to trace a path up the smooth skin of her back before nuzzling and softly biting softly her neck. The toes of her dangling legs were barely able to touch the floor as they swung freely with the whole table seeming to shake violently with each of his thrusts. His body pressed against hers, his chest hair rubbing against her bare back adding another sensual and erotic dimension as his cock threatened to permanently enlarge her vaginal canal.

No words needed to be spoken as their bodies slid and rubbed together in an highly erotic and sensual display on top of the Barone family kitchen table, not even when she found herself flipped onto her backside with his manhood still embedded deep inside her. At first one of giant hands held her legs upright as he fucked her while the other slid underneath her top to molest her ample cleavage 

Debra felt his cock bury itself deep inside her filling her so completely she struggled for breath with each and every stroke. She watched his smiling face as her body slid up and down the length of the table her arms lying almost useless on each side of her petite body as her brothers massive member pummelled into her. She had felt the effects of his impressive manhood many times before but her mind and body was always woefully unprepared for the brutal assault that was to come.

"Hang on," he whispered "we're going for a ride!" He let her legs drop softly downwards, dropping down on either side of him to hang loosely off the end of the table.

Debra felt him lift her body off the table and she clasped her hands around his neck with all the strength she could muster. Her legs wrapped around his torso as just for a moment he stood in the kitchen holding her body aloft his cock still pumping furiously into her pussy. She looked back at the kitchen table as his strong legs carried her into the living room noticing a glistening trail of sweat now coating the area previously occupied by their bodies.

"Wher - where are you going?"

"Lets see what the monkey does," she could feel his hot breath on her neck as briefly stopped adjusting his hold on her legs before he continued his cock pumping away unabated "when you rattle his cage."

"What-" was all she managed to say as his strong legs and arms carried her through the archway towards the closed door that led to the basement, that led to Ray. He manoeuvred their bodies so that her back lay against the door and then proceeded to thrust his manhood deeper and harder into tiny body that she had ever thought possible.

The door rattled and shook noisily as Robert Barone let all his pent up and deeply buried emotions explode into a furious and frenzied burst of strokes upward into the now shaking body of the woman who now clung desperately from his large bulk. The sight of his near naked beautiful sister with her head resting on his shoulder, her arms tightly wrapped around his neck and her legs around his torso as he slammed his cock into her pussy was almost too much for him. Her perfume wafted into his nostrils spurring him on as his strong legs held her body against the door that led downwards to the basement and to his brother Ray.

Debra could only bury her head on his broad muscular shoulder as her ever loosening fingers held tight around his neck with what little strength she had left as her in arms. She waited for the inevitable sounds of footsteps resounding up the stairs that led to the rattling door, her ears listening out for the sound that should come any second now of a curious Ray rushing up the stairs to investigate. Her marriage had had a good run Debra Barone told herself as his wildly thrusting cock seemed intent in splitting her body in two leading her to decide there and then that if her marriage was about to end it might as well go out with a bang. It was her guess that Robert wanted to repay his brother for all the bad luck, for all the miserable things that over the years he assumed only ever happened to him by presenting Ray with the sight of his well endowed manhood pumping furiously into his wife's pussy. However she was surprisingly left with a strange mixture of bewildered feelings when the door rattling and her loud moans were met with only silence. 




Everybody Loves Debra Ch. 02



She would later have difficulty recalling the events of the next ten minutes although she does remember letting out a loud audible squeal of surprise when she found herself dropped with unexpectedly onto the living room couch. His cock slid out her as if in slow motion with a soft 'pop' sound before she found herself bouncing once or twice on the cushions before coming to a complete stop.

For just a moment Debra lay on the couch in an all but futile attempt to regain her composure, to regain her equilibrium as her near empty lungs hungrily sucked in breath after breath. Her hand instinctively slid between her splayed legs gently rubbing the soft skin of her pussy, her body shaking and trembling reacting as if she was a drug addict that had kicked the habit cold turkey. Her lips emitted a soft moan as her head turned watching as Robert hurriedly slipped off his top before settling his large naked frame on the black leather armchair. 

She rose from the couch looking as his hand stroked his cock slowly, a wry smile on his face.

"Here?" she asked simply as her head turned to look back at the door that led to the basement before venturing a look towards the front door.

"Why not?," her eyes watched his hand stroked his cock almost in a provocative, teasing fashion as he replied "you got to live dangerously once in a while..."

She at first hesitated, her feet unmoving as if they were glued to the floor. Suddenly a smile spread across Debra Barone's face as her own words resounded inside her head, echoing over and over again 

"..........Go out with a bang! ......Go out with a bang!......"

Her hands slid down the sides of her body, her fingers hooking onto the hem of her top lifting it off and over her head before letting it drop slowly to the floor falling next to her bare feet. Debra reached behind her back swiftly undoing the clasp of her bra releasing her ample cleavage from its tight confines.

Robert looked on as her now completely naked form strode towards him, his eyes intently watching her bra flutter to the floor as her fingers released their hold. Her breasts appeared to jiggle slightly as she walked the short distance between them prompting his hand to move with an ever increasing speed along his shaft.

Her hand replaced his, her fingers tightly wrapping around his shaft as they slid rapidly along its length almost in time with the contented groans slipping from his mouth. She widened her stance ensuring her bare feet had a solid footing before she bent over at the waist to let his manhood slowly ease between her lips.

He watched as his beautiful sister hungrily devoured his manhood, her head bobbing up and down it's impressive length at an almost fanatical speed. His large hand rested on top of her head as it slid noisily along his shaft while the other gripped the armrest as he could see her reflection in a mirror directly behind her. He smiled with almost smug satisfaction as her naked bare ass provided an unexpected sensual and erotic display in the mirror, her short legs spread far apart as the thin glistening pink sliver of skin that was her pussy appearing to quiver as if nervous.

She mounted him not soon after, climbing carefully onto the now slippery leather of the armchair before her petite body yet again had to come to terms of having his massive length of his manhood slide inside her. Debra could not help but let slip a loud groan of pleasure as her body slumped against his, feeling the unusual but distinctly stimulating sensation of her breasts rubbing against the hair of his chest. At first she allowed him to do all the work as he used his hips and legs to thrust repeatedly into her tiny wet opening, his large hands roaming the ultra sensitive skin of her back at will.

The chair seem to vibrate noisily as the two of them put on a very public erotic and naked display both of them utterly lost in the moment totally oblivious to anything or anybody else. She could feel her confidence growing by the second, her inhibitions dissolving rapidly away as her desire and passion grew wildly unchecked.

Debra Barone let his arms slip from their hold around her nakedness, raising her body to a near upright position before she began to propel herself vertically with unbridled enthusiasm and exuberance along the length of his shaft. She closed her eyes as she could feel his cock penetrate deep inside her not caring if her husband happened to rush upstairs from the basement or if her meddlesome and intrusive parents suddenly burst in through the front door. Lost in her own private world she threw her body up and down, their colliding bodies smacking together with a loud 'smack' sound that seem to reverberate inside her head somehow spurring her on.

Robert looked on in wonder and awe as she rode his cock with more passion and gusto he would ever had believed could have come from her petite and tiny frame. In his own mind he still could not quite believe that this was really happening, that here was Debra Barone his beautiful sister sliding and gyrating her naked body with total abandon on his cock. It was only the sight of her hair flying about in all directions whipping at times across her face, her large breasts bouncing wildly about and the constricting passage of his shaft in her pussy that dispelled all his doubts.

Debra let her eyes slowly flutter open when she felt his hands slide up the smooth skin of her abdomen to fondle her breasts, his large fingers squeezing and pinching her crimson protruding nipples. 

"That's it Robert," her voice was raspy, barely above a whisper as her hand reached downwards letting her fingers wrap around his shaft as it slammed inside her "squeeze my nipples.....hard..."

He flashed a satisfied smile back at her as she planted her free hand on his heaving abdomen, her fingers hooking on to his chest hair as it rose and fell with each of his breaths. His mind began to wander imagining himself cruising around in his police car when he would find Debra walking alone on the street. She would be dressed in thigh high black boots, a very short mini skirt that left nothing to the imagination and a skin tight top that showed off her ample cleavage. He would slap the cuffs on her and push her into the back seat before he would drive to a secluded location where he would pull her out and bend her over the back of the police car. Teasingly he would peel back the briefest pair of panties she had on, sliding them down her legs to her ankles before he would push his rock hard member inside her. She would moan with pleasure as he would began to fuck her with slow even strokes at first before gradually building up his tempo and speed until he left her shaking and gasping for breath. 

His lust fuelled and induced mind quickly imagined another scenario where the whole family was gathered around the dinner table at Christmas – everyone was there including Marie, Frank, Ray, Debra's parents and even Amy his ex-girlfriend. No one seemed to notice Debra slide under the table and position herself silently on her knees between his open legs, her fingers tracing a path along each of his thighs until they converged together at his groin. Her fingers would pull the zip of trousers down slowly, carefully not wanting to make any unwanted noises to attract attention before reaching inside to pull his already hard member free. Not wanting to waste any time she would let it slide between her open lips sucking hungrily and contentedly away.

He would of course let out several soft muted moans as her lips and tongue worked their magic, all of which would somehow go unnoticed by all others seated at the table. It would be some five minutes later when Amy would conveniently drop a fork to the floor and in the process of bending down to retrieve it slip herself under the table. The two women would exchange knowing glances and smiles before they would share his manhood between their hungry lips, passing their bounty between them as if they were sharing a cigarette. It was not long before their expert and loving attention on his glistening shaft produced the most welcome Christmas 'present' ever, spurting out in a seemingly never ending torrent leaving both of their smiling happy faces saturated and dripping wet. Debra and Amy would then eagerly cleanse each other of his sticky offering with unbridled relish and zeal using their rapidly flicking tongues and lips to good effect.

"Ohhh god...."

Her short but sweet cry of pleasure woke Robert Barone from his dream like state, snapping him quickly back to reality as her body began to shake violently before suddenly collapsing in a heap on top of him. He could hear Debra gasp for breath almost as if his large hands were around her neck restricting her intake of precious oxygen as her tiny body was racked with a never ending stream of orgasms. His hand instinctively reached out as his cock slid out of her shaking body, his fingers wrapping around his slickly coated shaft before beginning to move rapidly along its length. 

What started deep inside her as a slow rumble rapidly expanded and exploded to every tip of her body, losing control of all her bodily functions. Struggling for breath her body feeling the effects of one energy sapping orgasm after another Debra had no option but to let herself fall on top of her lover, his hairy chest providing a cushioning effect as their two bodies collided. His large shaft out slowly from between her dangling and trembling legs as her naked body, skewed precariously across the armchair and his body somehow miraculously did not tumble to the ground. It was only a short while later that she felt the first pinpricks of his hot white fluid splatter across the ultra sensitive skin of her backside sensing each and every drop as it struck her body.

His hand had barely began to stroke his drenched shaft when Robert felt it explode watching as his first offering pulsed out as small droplets which hit Debra on the small of her back. Tightly wrapping his fingers around his shaft his hand began to move at a more rapid speed, a loud groan escaping from his mouth as long spurts escaped from the head of his cock. He stroked his shaft coaxing the last few drops out looking on they pulsed out indiscriminately in all directions, some landing onto her quivering naked body while the majority landed on the armchair itself.



******

It was perhaps half an hour later that she finally heard stirrings of activity from the basement. They had lay together for perhaps ten minutes more, their entwined naked bodies radiating a soothing sensual heat against the coolness of the leather. She had dressed and quickly cleaned herself up, just having enough time to wipe down the armchair with a napkin before she was presented with the sight of Ray stumbling upstairs from the basement. 

Debra watched as he slowly walked towards her, his hands rubbing both his eyes at one time.

"How did the writing go?" she finally offered as she hid the now drenched napkin behind her back.

"What?"

"The book....how did you go?" Debra ran her other hand through her hair in an vain and useless attempt to smooth down her unkempt and messy hair, hoping in hell that he would not notice. But she soon stopped when she remembered that he would have probably not have noticed anyway.

"Yeah... I finished the second chapter...."

"Really?," she queried not believing him "you managed to finish the chapter?"

He hesitated for moment, letting one hand rub his eyes again before he replied "Ok ok I fell asleep are you happy now?" 

Debra could not help but smile at the sight of her husband sound asleep in the basement while his brother pounded his wife senseless only a few metres away and within easy hearing distance. 

"Why," Ray continued as he watched the smile widen across her face "did something happen that I don't know about?"

"No," she walked past him into the kitchen stuffing the napkin secretly in the pocket of her jeans as she did so "nothing happened, it was boring old day!"



Everybody Loves Debra Ch. 03



The dressing room itself was no more than a large empty space with a few naked light bulbs stationed every few metres that provided an uneven almost dappled lighting effect leaving areas in semi darkness. A number of lockers lined one wall and along the adjacent wall evenly spaced along its entire length was a couple of wooden benches. The bright sun outside struggled to filter through the small rectangular windows that lined the walls leaving the sole occupant immersed in a slightly surreal environment. 

For some strange reason Debra Barone seemed nervous. She stared as if entranced into the full length mirror that stood at one end of the room twisting her body this way and that allowing her eyes to scrutinise and inspect every inch of her petite body. She was clad only in a tight pink lacy bra that on first glance appeared to have great difficulty containing her ample cleavage, a relatively small tennis skirt and her shoulder length reddish hair was tied up in a ponytail. The newly purchased sneakers she wore made sharp squeaking sounds with each and every step against the rough floorboards that echoed and reverberated around the empty room. 

"I'll suppose this will have to do," she remarked to herself as her fingers absent mindedly played with the strands of hair in her ponytail before the nervous expression on her face softened slowly into a brash smile "but damn its not too bad on such short notice!" 

Her husband Ray had for some inexplicable and extraordinary reason presented her with tennis lessons as a present for her most recent birthday. Once the inevitable shock had quickly worn off she had vented her fury and anger in his direction, barely able to resist the urge to throw his so called 'gift' back in his face. The severity of her verbal tirade surprised even her, leaving him cowering in a corner of the living room with his hands shielding his face as she furiously waved the gift in his general direction. She had barely turned her back to him, breathing in great gasps of air to calm herself when he had the audacity or stupidity to say that she could stand to lose a few pounds. Unable to control her emotions or anger any longer it was then that she had stormed out of the house.

"I'll show you!!," she said defiantly and in almost angry tone of voice "lose a few pounds?!" She let herself spin around on the spot three hundred and sixty degrees causing the hem of her short tennis skirt to fly upwards showing just a hint of the pink panties she wore underneath. 

"I don't look half bad for my age if I don't say so myself!" she exclaimed after she had stopped herself mid spin, her face quickly developing a contented almost devilish smile as she playfully teased the back of her skirt upwards. Her head twisted backwards to let her eyes proudly admire her panty clad rear in the reflection before she twisted her fingers into the elastic of her panties, gently teasing them upwards causing them to partly ride up into her ass crack. "Not too bad at all!"

"Mrs Barone."

Her eyes seemingly mesmerised by the sight of her rear in the mirror, Debra Barone was lost in her own private little world and totally oblivious to the voice that filtered suddenly into her self obsessed mind. 

"Mrs Barone, Mrs Barone!" The voice was louder, more insistent now and was accompanied by a few rapid blows on the door that quickly and abruptly brought her back to reality.

"Ahh.....yes!?" Slightly flustered her fingers released their hold of the hem of her skirt with a start, quickly smoothing it down with her hands.

"Are you ready Mrs Barone? The lesson is supposed to start at three," there was more rapid knocks against the door that seemed louder rattling her leaving her slightly on edge "we only have the court booked for an hour and a half..."

"Ah...ok...give me five more minutes," she hurriedly glanced at her watch noting that it was one minute past three before hurriedly slipping on a tight fitting white sleeveless top over her head "won't be long...." Her voice was partly muffled and raspy as she struggled awkwardly with her top before taking a long, deep relieved breath after it finally slipped into place. In a rush she bent down to check if each of her laces were securely tied before once more standing before the mirror.

"Well here goes!" she whispered to no one in particular before she slipped a tennis cap, a white headband with a visor attached onto her head. Her fingers quickly and expertly retied her pony tail, teasing stray hairs into place before with one final deep breath she grabbed her newly purchase tennis racquet and with a quick look in the mirror she walked to the door and pulled it open.

She raised a hand to shield her eyes from the unexpected glare as the sunlight streamed in through the doorway temporarily blinding her. The figure of a man came into gradually into focus as her eyes adjusted to the light, noticing his foot tapping nervously against the ground.

"Mrs Barone if you would follow me.."

However, as her eyes slowly become accustomed to the bright sunshine Debra Barone did not move. She stood fast as if her feet were nailed to the ground, her head slowly moving up and down as she inspected the man standing before her. His long tanned legs joined together in a rather tight pair of shorts and he wore a sleeveless top that seemed to be a size too small for him. She was sure she could see his six pack through the flimsy looking material of his top, moving slightly each time he breathed. His handsome face was covered in stubble which contrasted starkly with his blue eyes which seemed to boring, drilling right into her mind.

For some reason she felt herself blushing like a schoolgirl as she found herself staring at him. She shook her head as if to clear her mind before she one took a step forward.

"Debra."

"I'm sorry?" he replied with a puzzled look on his face.

"Call me Debra," she replied as she flashed him a smile "Mrs Barone makes me sound like an old school teacher." 

"Oh sorry I didn't mean to -."

Her hand waved almost if she was the one apologising as she interrupted him "Don't worry about it. Tell me-." She stopped suddenly in mid sentence, her eyes wide open looking in his direction prompting him.

"Jeff."

"Tell me Jeff," she continued "you didn't get that physique from just playing tennis did you?"

"Well no," his face displayed an embarrassed smile "four years of college football and lots and lots of time in the gym. I was about to go big time when I did my ankle and I had to settle to coaching tennis. It was bad luck as I was one of the best tightends in the game!" He turned on the spot and started to walk away giving her a perfect view of his well toned and developed behind.

"You ain't just whistling Dixie! she whispered to herself. Debra could not help but lick her lips as if she was about to eat her favourite meal her as she followed, her eyes transfixed on his rear So hypnotised by his rear was she that she nearly ran headlong into him when he stopped suddenly in front of her. 

"So have you played tennis before?" Jeff asked as he swung open a gate before stepping to one side to let her through.

Debra hugged her tennis racquet against her chest as she walked through the open gate onto the tennis court. The court was partially surrounded by a row of trees and she could see on the adjacent court two men, one black and one white engaged in a long rally. She watched in awe as the ball flew from one side of the court to the other at an often breathtaking speed.

"A little in college," she finally replied before offering shyly "I am afraid I am not that good."

"Well we will soon fix that" he replied with a smile.

He asked her to move to the other side of the court and she did as he asked.

"Ok," Jeff said as he produced a few tennis balls from his bag before stuffing a couple into his pocket "I'm just going to lob this one over the net and you just hit back to me ok?"

"Ok."

Debra watched as he bounced it a few times against the surface of the court before he hit a soft lob over the net towards her. She swung with all her might but all she managed to do is to splice the ball off her racquet directly up into the air above her head. It was only a couple of seconds later she saw the ball land almost at her feet bouncing a few times before slowly rolling away.

"You don't have to hit it hard just swing the racquet like this" Jeff demonstrated with his racquet, swinging through the empty air as if he was trying to swat a fly.

"I did not hit it hard," she exclaimed standing with her hands on her hips "the ball just came straight at me what did you expect me to do?"

"Well I expected you to hit over the net!" he exclaimed with a smirk on his face.

Debra glared at him for just second, the sly grin on his handsome rugged face irking her somewhat "Just hit it over again!"

Jeff lobbed the ball over a second time and she swung the racquet this time missing the ball entirely.

"Keep you eyes open when you swing."

"My eyes were open," she exclaimed with her voice rising in volume and with just a hint of anger and frustration "just hit to me again!"

Over the next ten minutes he struggled to keep a straight face as he continuously lobbed one ball after another over the net, watching her miss much more than she actually connected. Of those she did manage to hit with her racquet all but one were sprayed far and wide with some actually disappearing over the tall fence that surrounded the court.

It was perhaps the umpteenth shot that she had hit straight up in the air that Debra Barone finally had enough. She had watched the ball fly off her racquet as if in slow motion before travelling upwards like a balloon except at some point it performed a gentle arc and then plummeted downwards at a great rate of knots hitting fair and square on top of her head.

"Damn you Ray!" The words meant to come out of her mouth as a roaring shout but only escaped from her lips as whisper. The racquet that was in her hand flew with great force towards the ground bouncing a few times before skidding to a stop. Her chest was heaving sucking in huge mouthfuls of air either from embarrassment or from anger or from a combination of both as tears started to well in her eyes.

At first Jeff stood watching her sudden and unexpected display of emotion unsure of what to do. Eventually he found himself walking over to her side of the court where he picked up her tossed racquet before extending it towards her handle first.

"Here why don't you try again."

Debra turned her back to him her hands rubbing her eyes "No I don't want to!"

"Why?"

"Because I suck, that's why! I don't even know why I came to this stupid tennis lesson."

"Why don't I show you, we'll do it together."

His hand grabbed hers physically placing the racquet into the palm of her hand before with surprising gentleness he slowly and carefully wrapped her fingers around the handle. Easing his body behind hers, Debra could sense the hairs on the nape of her neck stand on end as his hot breath collided with the coldness that was her skin. The aroma of his aftershave invaded her senses as his strong hands grabbed hold of both of her arms, the touch of his fingers against her skin sending unexpectedly intense shivers through her body. 

Jeff began to guide her hands with his swinging her arms in a rhythmical pattern through the air in a series of forehand and then backhand manoeuvres. The scent of her floral perfume wafted into his nostrils as he could hear her breathing suddenly become more rapid sucking in one breath after another. 

Debra could feel his fingers make brief yet firm contact with her breasts and then also lightly flick the top of her thighs as they swept past. She could feel her body tremble and squirm almost uncontrollably yet she wasn't entirely sure if it was because she was nervous or because she was now suddenly and inexorably so turned on. The events and circumstance of the next five minutes are somewhat hazy in her memory but she does recall standing face to face for a brief moment knowing, sly smiles spread across both of their faces before dropping willingly to her knees in front of him.

She eagerly ran her tongue over her lips, moistening their dry and tingling surface in expectation as her trembling hands slowly moved up her legs .A devilish smile spread across her beautiful face as her fingers slid across his shorts before converging together in his groin area where her fingers could plainly feel the bulge where his member was straining at its leash to be set free. 

"Lets see what we have here!" Debra Barone said with a nervous, girlish giggle.

Her fingers hooked into the elastic of his shorts and she began to tease them down his legs letting out an audible gasp as his cock sprung free from its fabric prison. Any pangs of her conscience, any qualms or misgivings about cheating on her husband Ray had long ago disappeared from her lust and desire laden mind as her slender fingers wrapped tight around his shaft. Her red fingernails provided stark contrast to the darkness of his shaft as they began to move at speed along its impressive length.

"Glad to see your forehand has improved!" Jeff ventured as he peered down at her smiling face.

Debra Barone let out a small laugh as her hand pumped along his cock at even greater speed, prompting a loud groan of pleasure from his lips. "Well I know you can't take the credit, I have perfected this move all by my lonesome self" and with that she rocked slightly forward onto her knees taking his cock in her mouth. Her hands gripped his bare ass, her fingernails digging into the soft skin as her head began to bob along his shaft. She had rediscovered the rather erotic pleasure and sensation of having a man's rock hard member slide between her lips and down into her throat becoming rather proficient at it or so she believed. In reality she hoped that her unbridled enthusiasm would compensate for her lack of technique and/or experience.

"Oh god Mrs Barone....."

Even now with her head bouncing along his shaft her eyes glared up at him as her fingernails dug deeper into the flesh of his ass.

"Ouch....Ok, ok Debra......"

His words faded into silence with the still air of the late afternoon now filled with a 'glug,glug' sound as his shaft repeatedly found the back of her throat. Her lips formed a tight seal around his cock, her tongue playfully licking and teasing its way along his shaft and the ultra sensitive head of his member.

It happened just when she had found her groove, her lips sliding along his now well lubricated shaft at an almost manic rhythm when he slid his cock suddenly from between her lips. Confused and with her mind racing Debra Barone could not help but let out a loud surprised squeal when his hand wrapped around one of her arms before lifting her roughly to her feet.

"Lets see how you play your shots at the net!" he exclaimed as she nearly tripped over her feet as he manhandled her towards the net. She found herself bent over at waist with her hands holding onto the top of the net. She turned her head and could see him standing directly behind her with his hand stroking his cock and he was now naked from the waist down. Her body shook in anticipation as his lips nuzzled her neck, the strange feeling of his stubble laden face rubbing against her skin adding a strange and unique element to the whole scene.

"Your stance is all wrong!" Jeff said his voice infused with laughter. He kicked out with his feet, striking each of her sneakers until her feet were widely spread apart. Quickly he dropped downwards onto his knees behind her with his hand still busily stroking his shaft while his free hand teased the hem of her skirt upwards.

Even though it was a relatively warm day Debra felt an intense shiver coarse through her tiny body as her panty covered ass was exposed before his fingers began to stroke the most sensitive part of her anatomy. A loud groan of pleasure escaped from her lips as his hand pulsed along the thin material of her panties that separated his fingers from the soft and rapidly moistening soft skin of her pussy.

"You like?"

"Uh huh..." It was the only thing she could let slip from her lips as her legs swayed dangerously beneath her. In desperation she entwined the fingers of both hands into the net strands hoping like hell that their tenuous hold was enough to stop her from collapsing in a heap onto the ground. She could feel her pussy tingle as he peeled her panties slowly off and then down her legs as if he was revealing a prized art portrait, leaving them around her ankles.

For just a brief moment he did absolutely nothing and Debra Barone, wife of Ray Barone wondered what he was up to. She cast her eyes to the other nearby tennis court and although it appeared that their match was still going on both of the men stole continual glances in their direction.

"Oh god!!" She was caught totally unawares, her petite body woefully unprepared for his oral assault with her loud surprised shout seemingly echoing across the surrounding area. Her legs wilted under her, bending at her knees as he buried his head between her legs with his mouth, tongue and teeth working amazingly well together attacking the small sliver of wet soft skin that was her pussy with an almost brutal efficiency. She lost almost all control of her bodily functions as her head reared upwards, her mouth issuing one long continuous moan of pleasure as the most intense spasms of ecstasy racked her body.

Never before had she experienced anything like this as her mouth sucked in rapid mouthfuls of air as her lungs now seemed suddenly and wholly devoid of oxygen. Debra wondered when and if there would be any let up to at least give her a chance to compose herself, to recover. Surely he can't keep up this pace and ferocity up forever she asked herself. However even when he slipped his tongue from between her now shaking legs he allowed her no chance to recuperate easing his rock hard shaft in between her pussy lips before beginning to pump savagely away. 

As his cock speared relentlessly into her a devilish smile spread across her face when she could see the two players on the adjoining court give up their theatrics of playing a match. At first they stood at the wire fence that separated their court from hers, their eyes now watching her every move with their hands slipped inside their shorts obviously stroking their burgeoning members to life. Then, as if on cue both of them dispensed with any thoughts of modesty or discreetness with their hands gleefully pumping rapidly along the now released and exposed shafts. Debra Barone would not normally have considered herself as an exhibitionist but she had to admit to herself that the sight of two well hung men fanatically stroking their members at the sight of her draped half naked over a tennis net with a cock pumping in her pussy titillated and excited her immensely. 

It was a short while later, though she cannot remember the exact time that she found herself mid court straddling Jeff's semi naked body as he slammed his cock between her spread legs. She had somehow lost one her sneakers providing her with an uneven purchase of the ground and making her bounce in almost ungainly, wildly disjointed fashion on his rock hard shaft. Her discarded panties lay tossed on the court near the net providing unimpeded access for his cock as it slammed at almost breakneck speed into her pussy. The tennis skirt she wore was scrunched up around her waist while the hem of her top had been pushed upwards exposing her bra and one bouncing breast.

"Oh.....my fucking...god!" her voice came out came out in semi stutter as she leaned her body back further having to constantly adjust the position of her arms and hands skewed outwards behind her for better balance. It was at the moment she felt something brush against her lips and left cheek.




Everybody Loves Debra Ch. 03



"I thought you might like a game of doubles."

Debra looked upwards her eyes squinting in the sunlight to see the two men from the adjoining court now naked from the waist down standing either side of her bouncing, bucking body. She watched as their hands vigorously stroked their shafts when the black man leaned forward slightly before playfully running the head of his cock along her pursed lips. It was one of the largest cocks Debra had ever seen and the first black member she had seen up close. Willingly she opened her mouth wide letting his cock slide inside creating a bulge in her cheek on the opposite side of her face. He raised himself up onto his toes, his body partially leaning into hers as he began thrusting his member with quick movements of his broad hips into her mouth while his hand molested her exposed breast. 

"Oh yeah baby!," he smiled at his friend standing on the other side "this is the workout I like!"

His friend laughed heartily before he himself leaned in rubbing his cock against her cheek before easing it inside her mouth. She turned her head towards him, saliva beginning to dribble from her lips as he rapidly pumped his shaft between her rose coloured lips. To and fro she turned her head letting both of them in turn slide the cocks inside her pretty little mouth.

She knew now that her life had been changed forever, that the old Debra Louise Whelan Barone had ceased to exist and new more liberated, sensual version born in its place much like when a caterpillar transforms into a beautiful butterfly. Responding eagerly and lustfully to their every touch, to every thrust of their cocks inside her mouth and/or pussy her petite body was a willing plaything in their hands to use and abuse in anyway they wished.

As time went by she found herself completely naked except for the socks on her feet straddling the naked body of the black man who lay on his back, his large hand stroking his shaft waiting almost impatiently for her. As she bent her legs at her knees, slowly lowering her body towards his massive glistening cock she found her body trembling partly because she was extremely nervous, on tenterhooks so to say that she was about to experience her first black cock Her bare naked ass landed on his abdomen with his erect cock in between her legs and she easily slid her body slightly forward grinding her body against his shaft letting it rub against the wet soft skin of pussy.

"Yes, yes, oh god yes" her voice was a half moan, half throaty whisper as she used minute moments of her hips to send intense shivers of pleasure though her body as the hardness of his shaft came into contact with the wetness that was her pussy.

"Lift your body up baby."

Debra did as he asked easing her body upwards so that it hung in the air almost level with the tip of his cock. His abnormally large fingers wrapped around his shaft, guiding it to the entrance of her pussy. She felt the head of his cock rub against the soft outer skin when it slid inside before suddenly sliding out as quickly as it had entered and giving her no time to react or to prepare herself his slid his cock into her ass. His cock pushed slowly into her ass hole knocking the wind out of her, embedding itself deep with her before he started to pump.

"Oh god fuck!" Her mind began to think of strange things as his black cock sliced into her ass with her thoughts oddly of Marie, Frank and all the other strange people she had met since Ray's parents had come into her life. Her naked body bucked wildly, jumping several inches each time his cock slammed into her ass until his well built friend knelt down sliding his cock into her unoccupied pussy. 

Jeff watched Debra as her two holes were serviced by the two well hung men, both of them pumping in almost perfect unison. Her entire body was was almost completely covered by naked male flesh with only part of her legs and her white ankle high sock covered feet able to be seen. Their deeply entwined, sweat covered bodies lay on two towels spread across the tennis court and and as a result seemed to slide back and forth a few inches at a time with their frenzied, relentless exploration of her ass and pussy. The sun drenched air was filled with the sound of naked flesh colliding, smacking together with such a loud 'thwack' sound that it echoed a few times before fading away. Her mouth seem to emit one continuous moan interspersed with the occasional cry of "fuck me, oh god fuck me!"

His hand stroked his cock as he walked around to the other side of the mass of naked heaving bodies. He was surprised to see her face displaying an almost contented smile and not a grimace of pain as the two massive cocks drilled into her ass hole and pussy. Her reddish shoulder length hair seemed to glint and shine in the sun as it flayed wildly about having lost her ponytail and tennis cap a long time ago.

"Do you want me to stick my cock in your mouth Mrs -," he stopped himself before continuing "Debra?"

Debra swivelled her eyes in her direction before her smile broadened slightly as she answered in a rather breathless voice "Yes please."

Jeff walked behind her and standing on his toes arched his body slightly over hers positioning his cock over her face and then into her mouth.

His cock on occasion scraped against the bridge of her nose as it pumped into her mouth and she wrapped her lips around his shaft ensuring a tight almost airtight seal as it slid down into her throat. She spread her outstretched arms behind her, carefully manoeuvring her hands along the ground for better balance and stability as her petite body was slammed into three directions at once. Her feet barely touched the ground at all with the opposing thrusts of the black cock in her ass and the cock in her pussy making her short legs bounce and kick in all directions.

Her tongue had just began to flick across the shaft in her mouth when Debra felt it pull out from between her lips. She watched as Jeff let his hand stroke his cock in a rather frenzied fashion before with a short sharp groan the first tendril of cum shot across her face, quickly followed by many more which landed spasmodically and erratically across her cheek, face and neck. One misdirected shot landed in her left eye making her squint and causing temporary and partial blindness in that eye.

It was the man pumping his cock pumping in her pussy which pulled out next, shooting his load across her abdomen with a satisfied smirk on his face. Her body felt extraordinarily energised and alive despite her sore and tired muscles as it bounced about wildly on the black cock embedded deep within her ass. She presented a rather immodest sight to Jeff and the other man who stood watching with their hands still stroking their spent shafts. Naked except for the socks on her feet and with a black cock spearing into her ass between her widely spread legs, her sweat covered body was decorated with cum across her abdomen, neck and face. 

"Do all your students get this lucky or I am just special?" she called out.

Jeff smiled "Only the gifted ones get this sort of treatment," he let out small laugh as he continued"only the most gifted students!"

Debra Barone smiled as the the thrusting into her ass reached a crescendo, her body feeling as it was about to rupture from the insides out as intense spasms of pleasure radiated to all parts of her body. Her arms collapsed from under her send her body crashing down atop the naked black man below just as his cock slipped from ass hole. It pulsed streams of the white sticky cream onto her abdomen and onto her hand which she had slid downwards to rub her still tingling pussy. She lifted her fingers to her lips lips to let her tongue and lips cleanse and suck each of her cum coated fingers in turn. Only then did she allow herself to collapse exhausted onto the ground.

**********

It was later that day she was sitting on the couch in the living room as her hands massaged her sore and tired muscles. The kids were nosily running wild and unattended around the house as she directed her full attention to massaging and rubbing each leg in turn, running her fingers rapidly in each direction. It was then she heard the key in the front door and quickly she picked up a magazine from the coffee table pretending to read it.

Ray opened the front door noticing her sitting there before he hung his jacket on the coat rack.

"Hi" he said simply.

"Hi" Debra did not turn her head to acknowledge him keeping her eyes glued to the magazine in her hands as she casually flicked through the pages.

He walked over and sat on the couch, both of them not saying a word ensuring an uneasy, awkward silence between them. Ray fidgeted nervously with his hands, not knowing whether to leave them flat against the couch or fold them against his chest, repeating the pattern in seemingly never ending cycle.

It was he that finally broke the silence "Listen about this morning-"

He was interrupted when she leaned over locking lips in a short but ultra passionate kiss.

"What was that for?" he gave her a puzzled look as he let his fingers rub against his lips.

"I just wanted to say what a wonderful husband you are," Debra gave a her husband fake smile "I didn't really thank you for the wonderful present you gave me this morning."

"You liked it?" he gave her an even more puzzled look.

"Liked it!?" she presented him with an even more radiant smile, this time genuine "it was the best birthday present ever. I had such a great time I am even thinking of taking up tennis as a way to get fit. I can stand to lose a few pounds as you said."

"Really?" he stared out into space a stunned look on his face.

"Yes really, the trainer was very, very accommodating and I had the most intense and exhilarating one on one and group session with him, it was fantastic....." she trailed off into silence as even now she could help but lick her lips as her mind relived the days events. 

"Oh ok, so you really liked it?"

"Yes!," she replied emphatically "thanks again and sorry for being so miserable and angry his morning!" She got up from the couch slowly easing her sore muscles into action and she began to walk into the kitchen in a clumsy, awkward fashion carefully moving her stiff and sore legs one at a time.

Ray watched his wife move slowly and painfully away. "So they really gave you a good workout then?" he asked.

Debra Barone smiled as she finally made it into the kitchen "Oh there's no doubt about that!"



Everybody Loves Debra Ch. 04a



"You know," she suggestively exclaimed, "that Ray won't be back until the day after tomorrow."

He was not sure why but he found his heart literally skipping a beat when her hand reached outward across the table with her red tipped fingers playfully running up and down along the length of his arm. A nervous lump descended slowly down his throat when she hurriedly rose to her feet causing the kitchen chair to fall backwards to the floor with a loud unexpected thud.

"What do you mean?" Robert Barone asked innocently. 

"Well..." Debra Barone calmly took the few steps necessary to position herself directly behind her brother as he sat in the kitchen of her house. Having just returned from a wild and torrid night of dancing where the constant unrelenting closeness, the sheer and constant physicality of their gyrating and twisting sweating bodies had left her on the verge of exploding and barely able to control her until now successfully pent up desires.

She stood behind him with the sweet intoxicating scent of her perfume flooding into his nostrils as her lips and teeth softly and delicately nuzzled their way down his neck. The fingers of one hand spread across the opposite side of his face while the other hand slid downwards between his open legs to grope at his burgeoning groin.

"I don't know about you," she whispered provocatively directly into his ear, "but I am going to go into the living room and slowly peel this dress off my sweat soaked body. I do hope that there will be someone there to take advantage of the situation."

The tiny hairs on the nape of his neck stood on end as her hot breath collided with the coolness of his skin and he could not help but let out a loud groan when her fingers demonstrated just a touch too much exuberance on his groin.

"You know what Debra Barone," his face had lit up with a smug grin as she began to saunter into the living room, "you've turned into a real slut!" 

"Why thank you Robert!" She had stopped suddenly turning around on the spot with a mock expression of seriousness on her face.

Robert looked on as her face lightened rapidly broadening into a devilish and sexy smile. "But we haven't got all night! You know damn well your mother can only look after the kids for just a couple more hours." Debra had turned taking one step before she once again swung back to face him. 

"Besides," she added with a playful wink of an eye, "I have a little surprise for you."

Silently he watched in awe as her fingers teased the elastic from her ponytail before with a few gentle shakes of her head she allowed the reddish strands of her hair to cascade as if in slow motion all over her neck and shoulders. Her blazing brown eyes in full come-hither mode needed only a quick sideways glance in his direction as her fingers began to prise the zip of her dress ever so slowly downwards for him to hurriedly scamper after her into the living room.

********

He was naked from the waist down his large fingers wrapped tight around his exposed cock as he enthusiastically and contentedly stroked the length of his shaft. His large bulk spread eagled on top of the big black leather armchair he looked on with eager eyes as he avidly waited for her to perform some sort of erotic dance or act just for him. Although not too short the little black dress she had selected for their night of dancing did have a large slit on the one side which on occasion displayed a none too discreet glimpse of bare flesh from her leg and upper thigh. 

"So where is this surprise?" he asked expectantly.

"Hold on," Debra replied impatiently. "You can wait, can't you? she questioned with a sultry smile allowing the black dress to slip down off each of her shoulders revealing the thin pink lace like straps of her bra. 

"You know good things come to those who-."

"Yeah, yeah!" Arrogantly he cut her off abruptly in mid sentence like a petulant child unable to wait and unable to control his growing excitement. His large fingers began to travel the length of his thick shaft in a much more aroused and excited fashion. The living room soon resonated with an ever loudening sound as his hand began to slide in frenzy along his shaft. A sound, a mixture of a thwack and slurp that morphed together to form one pulsing almost hypnotic noise.

She quickly shot Robert a bemused if not angry look but her expression soon softened as her eyes took in the sight of his hand pumping along his thick well endowed shaft. As if in a caught in a trance her tongue began to instinctively trace a languid path along the length of her lips whetting her appetite finding the allure of his now glistening member too powerful to resist.

Unable to tear her eyes away her hands released their hold of her dress and it slid from her shoulders following the curves of her body to drop in a heap onto the floor at her feet.

His hand had stopped suddenly mid shaft, his eyes widening in stunned surprise as Robert watched her dress fall silently from her body to the floor. Debra now stood before him with her more than ample breasts struggling to be contained by the pink lacy material of her bra but as his eyes flowed down her body he discovered that she wore no panties. He noticed with undeniable glee that she had trimmed her pubic hair to just one thin wispy line ending just above her pussy lips and for all intents and purposes to him it looked like an arrow pointing downwards between her legs.

"You, you," the first words that came out of his mouth came in a rush sounding like he had developed a stammer, "y-you went commando?" 

"For me?" His fingers began to again slide slowly along the length of his cock scrambling up from the armchair in such a rush that he nearly lost his balance.

His words and sudden movement snapped her quickly back to reality. A smile spread slowly across her face with her right hand slipping quickly down between her legs. Her fingers began to suggestively rub and tease the soft wet skin of her pussy. 

"You like your surprise?" 

"You went commando?" was all he could offer in reply as images flashed through his mind of all her gyrating, twisting and swinging during their wild and torrid night of dancing. The umpteen flips, tosses and throws all on a very crowded public dance floor and each an every time with her dress flying upwards. And all the time wearing no panties.

"Oh I like, I like!," Robert enthusiastically replied, "but you know I really should bring you in on lewd and indecent exposure charges!"

"You'll have to catch me-" 

That was all the words she managed to get out of her mouth only to be replaced by a loud good natured squeal as she found herself propelled physically downwards onto the couch. As she fell Debra could only look on when her high heel clad feet hooked onto her dress somehow flinging it upwards into the air until as if in slow motion it fluttered downwards to finally drop on top of him partly covering his face and one shoulder. A giggle like laugh escaped from her lips as her naked body bounced a few times on the cushions to finally rest partly askew on the couch.

"So you think that's funny huh?" Robert exclaimed pulling the dress from around his head tossing it to the floor behind him in one quick rapid action.

His large hands grabbed a secure hold of each of her legs pulling her with a soft jolt across the couch towards him. Her fingernails tried in vain to dig into the cushions on each side as she was pulled relentlessly towards him, her petite body playfully struggling twisting and writhing on the couch yet finally succumbing against his strong hold.

Robert dropped silently on to his knees dragging her still kicking legs over each of his broad shoulders in turn. Her merriment soon gave way to incessant loud moans his tongue flicking and darting against the soft sensitive wet skin between her spread legs with an efficiency and effectiveness she had not encountered before. The thrashing and kicking of her legs made no impression or impact as they slammed repeatedly with a great deal of force into his broad backside.

Her head nestled in the crook of the couch Debra let the fingers of one hand tease and pinch at her nipples while the other rested on top of Robert's head. Strands of his hair were intertwined between her fingers as he ate her out between her widely spread legs. Moans of pure delight slipped regularly from her mouth, her nakedness quivering and writhing in ecstasy with each and every touch of his tongue and lips on the wet slivers of skin between her wildly thrashing legs.

Debra Barone had reached such a state of arousal, of pure sexual pleasure that she told herself that it was way too late to turn back the clock now and that she did not care in the slightest if anyone happened to walk in to discover her dirty little secret. Little did she know that in a few minutes that it would be put to the test.

********

Having dispensed with a her bra Debra Barone was now completely and utterly naked save for her high heels which somehow clung miraculously to her feet. Her legs draped almost uselessly over Robert's tree trunk like thighs as she bounced her petite body with an unbridled enthusiasm impaling herself time and again on his rock hard shaft. She could not help but let slip a loud guttural groan when with eyes closed his large hands grabbed a hold of her on her hips to propel her nakedness upwards before slamming her downwards with some force driving his shaft even deeper inside her. 

It was when her eyes fluttered open that she first saw him standing less than two feet away with his mouth opening and closing but with seemingly no sound coming out. As if this simple act would make the unwanted image disappear Debra rapidly opened and closed a number of times to make sure she was not seeing things. 

"Sweet Jesus!"

Frank Barone could only repeat these two words over and over again, his wide open stunned eyes taking in the surreal sight of Debra Barone naked except for a pair of high heels. Her legs were spread wide open for all the world to see while his sons cock pumped relentlessly into her pussy. Time seemed to slow down as he watched her hair flay about wildly as Robert's shaft threatened to split her body in two.

Every thrust of his cock shaking and rattling her body to its core her arms stretched out in desperate bid to grab a hold of the throw rug from the top of the couch. His words had finally filtered into her ears when her fingers grabbed a tenuous hold of the rug before she attempted to roll herself off Robert's naked prone body. His shaft slid had slowly out as she landed with a ungainly bounce onto the couch using the throw rug in a vain and futile attempt to cover her nakedness. 

"What the hell are you doing here Frank?" Debra looked across at a now startled Robert who quickly grabbed a cushion in an attempt to cover up his still throbbing manhood. She wasn't sure if was more embarrassed or angry as she adjusted the throw rug to cover up more of her nakedness before she could look up at her father again.

Frank took a step a step closer "Funny," he remarked with a sly grin, "I was about to ask you the same question!"

"Don't you ever knock!" Debra exclaimed angrily. Her eyes seem to nervously dart looking in every direction except directly at Frank.

"Hey," Frank threw both his hands up in the air as if to say he did not care, "I could have banged on the door all night." He crossed his arms against his chest looking directly at Debra before he continued "But that ain't the banging you had in mind is it? Does Ray know about this little extra marital fling of yours?"

"Of course not" Robert interjected.

"And to think we were all absolutely positive you played for the other side. I always wondered what the hell you were doing spending all your time over here. So now it all makes sense when the cats away the mice will play eh?" He gave a quick wink of his eye to emphasize his point.

"It's not like that at all!" Robert replied in a throaty nervous whisper with his hands constantly readjusting the cushion to ensure his still erect member was hidden from view.

"It's not?" It was more a statement than a question with his voice rising in volume as he waved a hand in the air in their direction. "I come over here to escape Marie and those flaming kids of yours and what do I find? Both of you only wearing a smile and nothing else going hell for leather on each other."

There was a brief uneasy silence where Debra and Robert nervously exchanged quick fleeting glances at each other.

"In fact," Frank broke the silence, his face breaking out in a smile she had never seen before a combination of an evil grin and a wicked smile all rolled into one, "I'm tempted to have a go at you myself Debra." 

His hand reached downwards lifting the throw rug up off her still spread legs bending over and tilting his head slightly to peer underneath.

"Frank!," Debra quickly snapped her legs back together in a futile attempt at modesty, "what the hell do you think your doing?"

"Hey I'm still a man ain't I?" He began to undo his trousers letting them slip sown his legs to his feet. His fingers began to hook into the elastic of his boxer shorts. "I need to have my itch," he made quotation signs with his fingers in the air as he spoke, "scratched like any other man."

A multitude of words formed and swirled inside her head but when Debra Barone opened her mouth nothing would come out. She could do nothing but look on as he slid his boxer shorts down his legs to finish up resting with his trousers around his shoes. A none too silent gasp slipped from her mouth as her eyes gazed upon his member swinging like a pendulum between his legs. Instead of a shriveled old member a glistening if not slightly silver piece of manhood hung between his legs that even in its non erect state appeared larger in girth and length than Robert's monster.

A wicked smile spread across his face as he caught her staring open mouthed as if by magic his shaft suddenly and quickly became erect filling out to an impressive length and size. 

"Yes," he ventured arrogantly stepping out of his trousers and boxer shorts, "legend has it all the Barone men were yanked and dragged almost grudgingly from the womb by their family jewels!" 

Debra watched Frank take a step towards her, his hand wrapping around one of her slender wrists pulling her physically with a jolt off the couch. The throw rug slipped from her grasp as she was lurched forwards on to her feet and she made no attempt to cover her nakedness as it fell in a heap on to the floor at her feet.

"Every Barone man of course except for Ray that is." Frank grabbed hold of her by her hips spinning her around so quickly that she nearly tripped over her own feet. If it was not for his firm hold she would have toppled onto the floor. 

"He was dragged out by his nose!"

His loud and raucous laughter was still resounding in her ears as his large thumb slipped between the sensitive skin of her ass cheeks plunging with no warning into her puckered ass hole.

"Fran..." She was caught completely off guard her mouth only able to whisper part of his name in a feeble protest, her body doubling over at her waist as the coldness of his thumb penetrated the warmth of the relatively 'virgin' inner sanctum of her anal sphincter. Debra could see Robert his hand now slowly and openly stroking the length of his shaft having dispensed with hiding behind the cushion. She was surprised at how aroused and horny she felt and unable to control herself her hand quickly slid between her spread legs allowing her fingers to play and tease the wet folds of skin of her pussy. 

Robert had never seen Debra so subservient, so utterly dominated and controlled by one single man before. He lounged back butt naked on the couch in his brothers living room, her whimper like moans sounding eerily like a dog on heat filling the room as his hand slowly stroking the length of his shaft. To call it a surreal experience would be a severe understatement he decided.

Supported only by her widely spaced high heel clad feet her body was bent over at right angles at her waist as if she was a contortionist. Robert could see her face displayed a strange expression of pleasure and confusion all rolled up into one as the fingers of one hand ravenously played with her pussy with an enthusiasm he had never seen before while the other clung for dear life to the couch. 

Her fingers pumping between her spread legs combined with her moans to produce a strange if not rhythmical and melodic mixture of sounds. 

Then there was his father. Having dispensed with his shoes, trousers and boxer shorts Frank stood directly behind Debra his face displaying a smug grin while his fingers slid in and out of her ass hole. He presented quite a picture Robert thought clad only in his socks and sleeveless undershirt, his cock sliding between her legs rubbing and flicking inadvertently against the ultra sensitive folds of skin of her pussy adding more emphasis to her whimpering moans.

"Stop playing with it you'll go blind!" 

His fathers sudden outburst startled him for just a second. His eyes wide in surprise Robert froze as he fathers eyes seem to bore right through into his skull.

'Get up off your ass and use it!" Quickly Robert rose quickly from the couch to stand just in front of Debra's face.

His shaft swung just in front of her face flicking briefly against her nose and eyes before she felt the head of his cock rub playfully against the length of her lips. Debra smiled as her eyes peering up at a pensive Robert opening her lips up wide to allow his shaft to slide inside. Her lips wrapped themselves tight around his shaft as it began to pump into her mouth and she raised her free hand to lie flat against his hairy chest in an attempt prevent her from toppling to the floor. Saliva dripped from her lips as her fingers grabbed a secure hold of his chest hair in a last ditch effort to balance herself.

It was just a moment later when her head reared suddenly upwards as Frank slid his cock inside her. A none too silent gasp of pure pleasure slipped from her lips as Roberts glistening shaft slid from her mouth in one simultaneous action. He had began to playfully whip his cock across her pursed lips as Frank began to fuck her in a most unexpected violent fashion, the sound of his heavy exertions ringing in her ears. Her petite body began to shake with every thrust and she spread her high heeled clad feet further apart in an attempt to balance herself and to counter his more than manic thrusts. 

"Damn your tight!," he managed to mutter between raspy breaths, "It's a long time since I've had one as tight as this!" 

"Frank!," Debra clung onto Robert's shaft with one hand in a almost futile bid to prevent her from toppling to the floor, "you don't have a heart attack.... you can slow down....." Her words faded into a series of deep guttural moans as his frantic and frenetic pumping continuing unabated either not hearing or just simply deciding to ignore her.

"Ok, ok," he finally grumbled loudly, "I'm a little out of practice you know!"

His large rotund stomach slammed into her with a loud slap as for a brief time there seemed to be no end to his overly exuberant fucking until eventually he settled down to a slower and more tolerable pace. 

"That's it Frank..."

Debra let her brown eyes peer up expectantly at Robert as her more than ample breasts swayed and shook with one violent jolt after another with every thrust into her highly aroused body. It somehow amused and titillated her at same time that he she was naked, her legs spread wide open while her much despised and obnoxious father with absolutely no regard to his age or lack of physical condition pumped his cock into her pussy. Her tongue and lips traveled along the length of the swaying shaft in front of her before she willingly opened her lips up wide allowing Robert to slide it inside. 




Everybody Loves Debra Ch. 04a



Robert could not help but let slip a loud groan as his shaft repeatedly found its way down her throat. His hands held on to the sides of her head as it bounced energetically along the length of his cock watching as her hair flayed wildly about and body shudder and shake as his father fucked her pussy with more energy and vigor than he had ever thought or dreamed possible. His large hands had a firm hold of her slender hips as his stomach seemed to act as a sort of over-sized car bumper bouncing off Debra's naked ass with a loud thwack sound.

At first they were both silent avoiding all eye contact with each other with only the occasional sneaky sideways glance out of the corner of their eyes.

"Don't ever say we don't do anything together" Frank exclaimed with a smirk as their eyes finally met. "This should make up for all those years of that father son baloney!"

"It's not exactly what I had in mind Dad" Robert quickly shot back. "But I'll take it!" he added with a smile.

"I'm glad you two are finally bonding ugh..." Debra was interrupted as Robert's shaft slid deep back down into her throat. Saliva began to trickle from the corner of her lips as she sucked in a few deep mouthfuls of precious air before she had composed herself to allow her to continue. "And I don't want to rain on your tender, touching family moment but don't forget about me!"

She had stumbled and almost fallen to the floor when Robert wrapped his hand around of her arms and pulled her with a fair degree of force in his direction. A look of stunned surprise showed on Frank's face as his cock unexpectedly slid out of the warm enveloping tightness that was her pussy.

"Hey!," he gestured irately waving a hand in Roberts direction, "I was porking her!"

"Porking?," Robert questioned his hand casually stroking his shaft, "Really dad? Porking?"

"Listen shut your mouth. I'll have you know that I personally have been with more women than you've had hot dinners. Marie is not the only woman-"

"Hey.....ok let me get this straight right now," Debra angrily cut him off, "I'd rather not hear that name especially now or ever for that matter." Her open display of nakedness did not seem concern her in the slightest making no attempt at modesty or concealment as she shot each of them a slightly annoyed look. Her tone and volume however had softened considerably a few seconds later as her fingers teased and played with the swaying tendrils of saliva dangling from her chin. 

"Besides," she added with a cheeky grin, "there's more than enough of me to go around." 

Her first few steps towards the couch were a little unsteady feeling her legs sway and lurch from underneath her. Extending a hand she grabbed a secure hold of an armrest before she slowly and carefully bent down to undo the straps of each of her high heels in turn tossing them away behind her. They fell with a loud resounding clunk onto the floor as she began to strip the couch bare of the cushions with every one flying wildly through the air in all directions until they littered the floor of the living room. 

Slowly and surely Debra climbed as seductively as she could on her hands and knees onto the couch. She had decided right there and then to put on one hell of a show or at the very least give them their moneys worth knowing very well that all eyes would be glued to her nakedness from her breasts to well apportioned ass. Arching her back she buried her head in the soft cushions of the couch spreading the palms of her hands in front of her moving her knees apart inch by inch to open up her legs. 

By the time her fingers had begun play with the now glistening pink soft sliver of skin between her wide open legs she was hopelessly and completely lost in her own private little world. Debra was unsure whether it was the feeling of utter sexual liberation as she lay sprawled in her quite immodest position across her own couch or even the pair of eager eyes trained on her impromptu sensual and erotic display. But needed only the slightest touch of her fingers on her quivering body to send the most intense pulses of pleasure though her entire petite frame that she had ever experienced.

Her moans seemed to waft around the room in one continuous melodious circular pattern rising in intensity and volume only to drop away before repeating the cycle time and again.

"Damn she's a wild one........ look at her go. Ray's one hell of a lucky bastard," Frank muttered under his breath as his hand eagerly stroked his shaft, "Maybe I should charge admission at the lodge. Debra would put on one hell of a show!" 

He slowly shook his head in wonder imaging all at the lodge captivated by Debra as she performed "her" show in front of them. 

Robert could offer nothing in reply even if he wanted to. Like a deer caught in a cars headlights his wide open eyes watched her quiver and shake her body racked by intense spasms which seemed to flow through her in unceasing waves. Her rear thrust into the air with the pink slivers of skin between her ass cheeks that was her pussy on full public display glistening in the light of the room. His eyes followed the curve of her bare back down to her face buried deep down in a cushion muffling her moans and breathing into a indistinct strange guttural sound. The red fingernails of each hand clawed desperately at the fabric of the couch almost as if she was afraid of toppling in a heap to the floor below. 

It was all Robert could stand. The couch literally bounced as he deposited his large bulk on his knees directly behind her however for a few seconds Debra could only hear the muffled sound of his heavy breathing in her ears. Her body had began to shiver and squirm wildly, his large fingers teasing and playing with the soft wet skin between her ass cheeks when out the corner of her eye she could sense his hands plant themselves onto the couch on each side of her. A shadow was cast upon the couch as his body blocked the light as he eased himself over the top her prone body and Debra only had to wait a second or two later when she felt his cock plunge inside her. 

Her head reared instantaneously skywards with wispy strands of her now messy and tousled hair falling over her eyes to obscure her field of vision as Robert threatened to split her body in two. His chest hair began to rub against the smooth skin of her backside with each and every thrust into her pussy her body propelled violently forward in one bone jarring jolt after another. She could nothing more than to look on as a now totally naked Frank maneuvered himself until he stood just in front of her with his hand slowly and gleefully stroking his shaft.

As if mesmerized Debra could not seem to tear her eyes away from his ancient shaft as it swung like some sort hypnotic charm just in front of her eyes. A single thin red colored vein entwined itself around its impressive girth running along the entire length of its grayish hued shaft. Its bulbous head which seemed larger in size and circumference than any cock she had ever seen before had a elongated open slit at its center. A sort of one eyed snake springing its way free from an Indian snake charmers basket.

"Get to it Debra!" Frank played the head of his cock a number of times along the length of her now lipstick smudged lips. "And no skimping either I want the same level of service you give to your dumb ass husband Ray but only better. Way better!" 

His words had barely left his mouth when he caught her by surprise slipping his 'snake' between her lips plunging the full length of his shaft inside her mouth. A loud contented groan escaped from his mouth holding his shaft buried deep inside her mouth for a few seconds before relenting and pulling out.

For just a brief moment fine gossamer like tendrils of saliva glistened in the light as they formed an temporary and tensile bridge from his shaft to her lips only to instantly vanish as she began to cough and splutter. 

"Frank I-."

Again he pushed his shaft deep inside her mouth cutting her off abruptly when with small movements of his hips he began to pump his cock slowly between her lips. The fingers of his right hand entwined themselves in the strands of her hair as she wrapped her lips tight around his shaft to form an almost airtight seal. 

"Bastard." The word bounced endlessly around inside her mind as she let her eyes peer upward to see Frank a contented if not smug smile on his face as he continually pumped his cock between her pursed lips allowing her little or no respite.

The room reverberated with a regular almost musical pattern of moans, groans, slurps with the added accompaniment of the constant slapping sound of colliding of naked flesh.

Robert could sense and feel her body drop down towards the couch with every stroke into her pussy so much so that Debra was forced to spread her hands across the armrest in a bid to keep her head upright as her mouth was relentlessly pounded by his fathers shaft. Her gurgling and slurping sounds filling his ears his eyes traced a path from Frank's jovial face down to the slender curve of her backside which seemed to shudder and shake with each and every of his thrusts into her body. To him she looked like a trained seal accepting a tasty and juicy fish at feeding time at Sea World.

He was surprised, no make that astounded at his fathers sexual prowess and staying power. The large fingers of his hand seemingly holding her head upright by her hair as his shaft slid unrelentingly into her mouth. Although in true Debra Barone style she seemed to be giving more than she was taking judging by Frank's rather frequent loud groans. His lips kissed their way down the warm soft skin of the small of her back wondering what they could possibly offer as an excuse if anyone walked in and caught them in such a compromising position. 

"She's not bad eh Robert."

The words quickly snapped him back to reality looking on as Frank gave him a quick wink with his eye.

"Sorry?" Robert questioned. He was the first to admit he was not a great talker during sex a fact that Debra had often picked up on during their now frequent sexual liaisons.

"Debra," his tone of voice was normal though a tad breathless, "she's not a bad little screw is she?"

It was more a statement than a question as Robert looked on as his father temporarily slid his saliva drenched shaft from her mouth. He could hear and feel Debra as her body sucked in huge gasps of air only to cut off suddenly when his cock was once again slammed back down her throat. 

"Prime A grade American beef. Not like that Italian strumpet Stefania or skin and bones Amy, I never could understand what you saw in her!"

"But boy did Ray ever strike it lucky with Debra!" His eyes peered down longingly at her face with its tendrils of saliva dripping down from her lips pumping his shaft in short but frenzied bursts into her mouth and down her throat. 

"Some guys have all the luck," before adding with a tiny hint of anger mixed with a touch of jealously in his voice, "Lucky Bastard!"

Gargle like noises emanated continually from the back of her throat as his shaft made her attempts to take in a regular supply of precious oxygen futile and foolhardy. Only when he would temporarily pull his shaft from her mouth would Debra be able to take in a few breaths before the whole cycle would begin again. 

Her head now rested on top of her arms which now lay lay flat against the armrest of the couch having collapsed from under her unable to withstand the ferocity of Frank's unexpectedly brutal face fuck. Her breasts were now a deep hue of crimson from the constant rubbing against the fabric of the couch with her body buffeted by each and every powerful thrust into her pussy. Robert's hulking body almost lay on top of her, so close in fact that his chest hair felt like steel wool rubbing against her backside as he fucked her with all the energy he had in his body. All in all Debra could no longer deny that it was one of her most intense and powerful sexual experiences ever.

It was about then that with a loud grunt Frank pulled his already spurting shaft out from between her saliva coated lips. Debra had no time to compose herself as her left eye scored a direct hit from the first splash of cum only to be quickly followed by another and then many more splashing repeatedly across her lips, nose and hair. She could see his hand work furiously along his shaft and his chest heave in an effort to coax the last remnants of his cum out and soon enough her face was dripping from his unexpectedly generous gift.

"You haven't done that in a while have you Frank?," Debra asked playfully finding herself running her tongue over her liberally coated lips and cheeks. Although she could not see it she could feel and sense what she guessed was about thirty years of his white load running in countless streams all over her face and hair.

"Yeah," he answered grumpily running the head of his cock over her lips before she allowed it to slide inside one more time. "Maybe. It's been damn well bottled up inside me waiting for the right time and place. Looks like it found it!" he added with a small laugh.

The next half hour was little hazy in her memory finding herself with bare feet resting on each of Robert's tree trunk sized legs as she rode his pumping shaft. What little she does remember is Frank his eyes permanently glued in their direction as his naked body lounged back in the black leather armchair, his hand still stroking his now spent shaft. 

Almost as if she was drunk out her mind Debra could feel her body sway dangerously as she leaned back against Robert's hairy chest feeling it rub against the soft skin of her bare back. His large hands held a firm grim of her hips, her eyes peering downwards between her spread legs looking on helplessly as his shaft pummeled relentlessly into her once tight pussy.

"Fuck, fuck....Oh god fuck!" 

Her very frequent and wild shouts of passion did make Debra feel a touch self conscious especially with Frank present but she had no ability to stop them flowing from her cum and saliva coated lips even if she tried. Her sweat coated body seemed to glisten in the light as each of her arms dangled uselessly at her sides with the spearing pumping shaft between her spread legs causing her to buck and rock wildly about as if she was caught in a middle of an earthquake.

Debra knew that she was about to reach the point of no return where waves of pleasure would radiate to every part of her petite body in violent and intense spasms leaving her a blubbering uncoordinated mess. She had not reached this level of pure ecstasy with Ray for many, many years but in no way did she blame him as she was secure in knowledge that he could not do it for her the way that Robert and his massive cock did.

Her body began to teeter one way and then the other as Robert felt his shaft slip out from between her legs. His hands released their grip as Debra let her shaking body fall back onto his chest up with her naked ass depositing itself on his lap. 

Before she knew it her hands had wrapped themselves around his cock with her fingers beginning to slide along his shaft as fast as the small amount of strength and energy left in her body would allow. His hands had begun to grope her breasts when in act of passion their lips found each other connecting and meshing together as though to devour each other using their lips, mouths, and tongues. Their muffled moans added to the strange chorus of sounds only to be broken when Debra let out a loud squeal as his shaft exploded in her hands.

His white gooey offering coated her fingers and her abdomen her hands slipping and sliding as they continued to coax out the last few drops. She cannot recall how but she somehow found herself down on her knees allowing his cum coated shaft to slide between her lips. Robert threw back his head in pure pleasure as not even allowing herself a chance to stop to suck in precious oxygen her head began to bounce along the length of his shaft in a wild frenzy. 

It was only when her lungs were at breaking point and totally devoid of air that Debra finally allowed herself to fall in an exhausted heap onto the floor sucking in one deep mouthful of air after another.

ONE WEEK LATER......

She hated the waiting. As the seconds ticked by with an interminable slowness she had actually admitted to herself that she felt a touch more nervous than excited. Debra Barone peered out of the louver slats of the slightly ajar closet door into the darkened bedroom beyond. He had tried to blackmail her threatening - no maybe that's too strong a word. He had politely suggested to her that maybe Ray would somehow find out about all her sordid little affairs with Robert adding almost as an afterthought that it would be such a shame if her dirty secret was exposed to someone like Marie. 

But Debra was beyond caring anymore her libido and desire had taken care of that.

Her hands fidgeted nervously untying and then redoing the the sash of her robe countless times like clockwork in an futile effort to calm herself probably more from expectation than from nerves. Underneath she wore the lingerie ensemble that he had somehow purchased or scrounged from somewhere consisting of a black very sheer baby doll like top and a pair of figure hugging lacy briefs that seemed to exhibit more of her ass than they covered. 

"But these a size too small Frank!" she had told him when she had opened his 'gift'. 

His face had lit up instantly in an evil smile that she had never seen before as he replied "I know!"

Her heart raced at a million miles an hour watching the figures in the darkness illuminated only by the bluish glow given off by a clock radio on the bedside table. "Don't worry," he had told her with certain amount of coldness and detachment, "once the old bat is asleep she's out like a light nothing and I mean nothing will wake her up."

He had stopped as if he was waiting for her reaction but he did not give her a chance to respond adding with a touch of satisfaction and glee in his voice "In fact the hardest part will be sneaking you into the house the rest will be a cinch."

His words were still resounding in her ears as Debra slowly carefully pushed on the closet door allowing her eyes to slowly adjust to the darkness as it swung open without a sound making sure she had not been detected.. No reaction. She waited a few seconds taking a few deep breaths to compose herself before she felt she was ready and confident enough to take a step. Her bare feet barely made a sound as she slowly made her way towards the bed. Towards the devil incarnate. 

Carefully and warily she approached the bed his eyes appearing out of the darkness like two red beacons guiding her in like a lighthouse on a dangerous rocky shore. Stopping just short of the bed she noticed that his teeth seemed to glow unnaturally in the darkness as he opened his mouth in a huge smile.

"Glad you could make it" Frank whispered with all the sincerity in the world as her hands fumbled with the sash of her robe. Debra eyes peered just for a moment at the large mound under bed covers next to him.

"Don't worry about Marie she won't wake up" he added confidently.

Her hands froze for just a second as the sounds of her regular but heavy breathing wafted into her ears.

"Just wanted to make sure." Debra shot back as her hands finally undid the sash to allow the robe to fall silently to the floor below. For just one brief instant she stood there allowing his eyes to take in the sight of her dressed in the skimpy outfit he had provided her. She crossed her arms over her ample chest in one final vain attempt at modesty but she could already feel her erect nipples trying to force their way though the thin lace like material of the baby doll like top.




Everybody Loves Debra Ch. 04a



She looked on as he carefully peeled back the covers of his half of the bed to reveal that he was naked except for a pair of boxer shorts. Nervously her eyes followed the direction of his eyes traveling over his large chest to the large snake like protuberance under the material of his shorts which was easily visible even in the darkness of the bedroom.

"Go on" he whispered.

Debra stood there for a moment as if she was uncertain what to do before she eventually dropped silently to her knees. She let her hand reach out letting her fingers glide over the thin material of his boxer shorts struggling to contain the ever growing monster hidden underneath. Her nervously darting eyes connected with his as her hand involuntarily shot backwards taken aback by the incredible amount of heat radiating from his burgeoning member on to her fingertips.

"Go on it won't bite" Frank whispered arrogantly.

To say the least Debra was puzzled on why and how this obnoxious and uncaring man had such a powerful hold on her. In her mind she reverted back to her very first sexual encounter as a high school student with her teacher all alone after school in a classroom. Down on her knees with her hands nervously fumbling about as she attempted to slip a hard cock out a mans trousers for the very first time. 

Such was his hold over her and nervousness that she inadvertently blurted out "Yes sir" in reply, her red tipped fingernails slipping carefully under the elastic of his shorts to allow her fingers to grasp a secure hold of his throbbing shaft. A none too silent gasp escaped from her lips as she pulled it free looking on as it wobbled before her eyes illuminated only by the bluish light emitted by the clock radio. 

She ran her tongue eagerly along her lips her hand slowly stroking his shaft as her eyes peered expectantly at the large bulk under the covers next to his prone body.

"Go on" Frank demanded his tone of voice sounding uncannily similar to the school teacher in that class room all those years ago. Memories and feelings flashed though her mind in an instant and she shook her head slightly as if that would make them go away. 

"Go on" he repeated, "she won't wake up I promise."

She was not sure what it was or how it happened but Debra Barone relaxed slightly feeling some her nervousness dissipate as if by magic. A almost relieved smile spread across her face as she rose slightly onto her haunches spreading her knees wider apart for better balance. Her hand had begun to stroke his shaft at a slightly more rapid pace eliciting soft groans of pleasure from his mouth when her tongue made the first tentative contact with his cock.

At first she proceeded at a deliberate snails pace stopping at regular intervals at the slightest sound or movement ever frightful that her arch enemy and nemesis Marie sound asleep only a foot away would wake up and catch her in the act. It was only a short time later however that all her doubts and fears seem to melt away as her head bounced energetically in the darkness along the length of his cock accompanied by his regular throaty uttering of the words "That's it, that's it."

Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth forming small wet patches on the sheets of the bed as time and again her desire and lust goaded her in attempting to swallow the entire length of his shaft. Time and again she would fail causing her to stop momentarily sucking in large mouthfuls of precious oxygen before she would repeat the futile cycle again.

The sleeping mass of Marie seemed now to be the least of their worries having now faded totally from their minds. His hands played with her hair done up into two small ponytails as per his instructions before slipping under the delicate flimsy material of her baby doll top, his finger running along the bare skin of her back in an almost delicate sensuous fashion. Her small fingers massaged and squeezed his balls keeping almost perfect time with her head bouncing along his cock forcing him to nearly bite his tongue in an effort to suppress loud and constant moans of pleasure.

It was just one final time Debra allowed his shaft to slide into between her lips after his large hands held down her head with his cock embedded deep down her throat. Rivers of saliva streamed down his shaft as he finally relented releasing his hold more than thirty seconds later seemingly just in the nick of time as her near empty lungs were at the point of bursting from oxygen deprivation.

She was not one who normally enjoyed sex of a rough or violent nature but this Debra Barone was a different woman. Frank looked on as she swayed back onto her knees, her chest heaving in and out as she refilled her empty lungs until with a single swipe of a hand over her saliva drenched lips she rose a little unsteadily to her feet. Her fingers hooked into the hem of her tight fitting briefs and with a gentle tug she began to slowly slide them down her legs.

"Hang on," Frank whispered, "turn around."

Her briefs around her knees she managed to waddle around to finally stand with her back to him before she bent over slightly at her hips thrusting her bare ass out in his direction.

"Like this Frank?" she questioned. 

"Yeah"

She presented quite an immodest pose bent over slightly with her legs spread,.her hair done up in two short pigtails wearing only a see through baby doll top with her lacy briefs down around her knees while she thrust her bare ass out in her randy fathers direction. To top off the surreal scene her mother in law was sound asleep no more than two feet away totally oblivious to what was going on.

A shiver went through her body, with her mouth releasing a soft moan as he ran his large fingers along the slit in between her engorged pussy lips. He had slipped a finger inside her when she suddenly and inexplicably pulled her body away.

"Hey!" 

Debra let a out good natured giggle as she quickly turned around her hands pulling her briefs down her legs before lifting each of her feet in turn to ease their removal. 

Frank watched as with a sexy smile plastered across he face she tossed them casually behind her letting the fingers of one hand slide down her abdomen to play with and tease the soft wet skin between her legs. In a highly sensuous and teasing fashion she slowly raised her wet fingers up to her lips where she proceeded to lick them clean of her juices in highly evocative and sensual display. 

His hand stroking his shaft Debra looked on in satisfaction as his eyes were glued to her finger as it slid in and out of her red colored lips. 

She had climbed up onto the bed before she had even realized what was happening with her small petite body barely making an impression upon the sheets. Her body carefully straddled his on her knees making every move slowly and carefully as not to wake the behemoth sleeping next to him. She does not know or have any memory of how she did it except for his pleased as punch smile but eventually she had positioned her body just above his eager waiting lips. Her back facing the wall and straddling his head on her knees she slowly lowered her tingling pussy towards his already flicking tongue while one hand grabbed hold of the head board of the bed to balance and steady herself. 

Only one thought flashed through Debra Barone's mind as his flicking tongue began to dance, delve and probe the wet sliver of sensitive skin between her legs – for such an obnoxious, cheap bastard he sure was one hell a of an expert in the art of eating out a woman.

At first she could only release a steady flow of soft muted moans as his tongue, teeth and lips seemed on a demented, frenzied mission to bring her to climax right there and then. 

"Oh god frank..." her whispered words faded into the darkness her hand releasing its grip of the head board to join her other hand to slide under the flimsy see though fabric of her baby doll top to play with her breasts. Her fingers teased, squeezed and twisted her erect inflamed nipples as his tongue inflicted wave after wave of pleasure through every part of her nakedness.

"Fuck.." her louder than expected cry of pleasure seemed to echo around the darkened bedroom. Debra could do nothing more but allow her writhing and squirming body to fall forward as his lips and tongue discovered her own version of kryptonite. His rather rotund stomach acted as a quasi air bag breaking her fall with his teeth, tongue and lips launching an surprisingly brutal assault on her clit the most sensitive part and erotically weakest link of her body. It had been a while she admitted but an expertly placed, darting or flicking tongue and lips on that little piece of skin between her legs would often leave her in a near paralyzed or catatonic state.

Desperately her hands fumbled around in the darkness for his cock in a bid to silence the moans of pleasure that were welling up inside her and that she knew were just about to burst out from her lips in one long loud steady stream. It was only some seconds later and with the utmost relief that her hands grasped his saliva coated shaft hungrily sliding into her mouth just in the nick of time.

She had never intended to take it this far yet she knew she could not leave him without finishing the job. Having dispensed with the baby doll top and with her petite body now totally naked it was some minutes later that she had somehow maneuvered her nakedness onto her knees straddling his, her waiting tingling pussy just above his throbbing shaft. Wasting no time she impaled herself up to the hilt expelling a small groan as the entire length of his shaft slid slowly inside her. 

Just like secret forbidden pleasure Debra Barone could deny it no longer to herself that her fathers cock felt incredible sliding and pumping inside her once tiny under utilized vaginal canal. A satisfied smirk on his face his hands groped her tits as she gently rolled and gyrated her hips on his embedded shaft. Her face could not help but break out in a pleasure filled smile with each minute movement of her hips as she felt his balls slap lightly against her bare ass. 

She knew that she wanted desperately to bounce up and down with all the energy she had left in her body impaling her petite nakedness time and again on his cock. But she fought the wicked temptation with all her will finally able to resist knowing very well that her planned exuberance may wake up Marie.

Their bodies collided with a soft slap his shaft filling her insides so completely that at times she reckoned it was forcing all her internal organs upwards leaving her spinning and utterly breathless. The all consuming lust for each other continued to build and fester inside each of them as they gyrated, smacked and thrust together building up slowly until it threatened to completely overwhelm them both.

Debra could nothing more than hang on as they both came hard at the same time. His hands released their hold of her breasts to slide limply down the smooth skin of her body with his large fingers grabbing a tenuous hold of her hips feeling his body rock and tremble underneath her. 

He foolishly decided that he could handle the building wave of pleasure that over time had built up imperceptibly inside his old run down body. But he did not count on the most intense spasm that seemed to radiate to very part of his naked body as he orgasmed for the first time in over thirty years.

Frank Barone looked on as his cock slipped out of Debra's pussy spurting stream after stream of steaming hot cum. The first few streams landed across her abdomen and he watched her slip to her knees onto the floor of the bedroom taking his seemingly never ending pulsing shaft in her mouth as the momentum inside him reached a crescendo.

"Sweet Jesus!!" 

His loud involuntary cry of pleasure reverberated around bedroom to finally wake Marie from her deep slumber. Debra dived hiding at the side of the bed as the behemoth stirred peering cautiously over the edge of the bed as Marie slowly rolled over her body slowly like a beached whale over on to her side so that she now faced Frank.

"Frank, Frank....whats the matter?" she asked

"Nothing," Frank grumpily answered as he quickly covered his still erect manhood with the bed covers, "it was nothing just go back to sleep."

"Are you sure," Marie asked almost suspiciously, "you screamed out in pain!"

"If you must know," he had recovered his composure now with a sly grin returning to his face,"I was having this horrible nightmare. I was married to you we and you had me chained to you by this long rusty noisy chain. I had finally managed to escape and was running out the door to freedom when I woke up to find you still next to me!"

"That's why I screamed. What else did you expect me to do?" he added rolling his body away from her and planting his head firmly against the pillow. "Now just go back to sleep."

Frank gave Debra a reassuring wink of his eye as she nervously hid her naked body flat against the floor on his side of the bed.

"That's not funny Frank," Marie replied testily, "you know one day you're going to wake up and find me gone!"

"Can't wait!" Frank quickly shot back.

She pressed her cum coated body flat against the bedroom floor as Debra breathed only in short gasps so she would not alert Marie to her presence. It was not until it had fallen silent in the room and she heard the welcome telltale sounds of her slumber did she attempt to sneak out. It was almost dawn when she had finally made it to the safety of her house.



Everybody Loves Debra Ch. 04b



He had found it unexpectedly while looking for something in the bedroom when he had tried to open a drawer which had become stuck halfway open. 

"Not again!" he angrily mused under his breath.

He had tugged at the drawer at first gently but when it did not budge he planted a foot securely against the chest of drawers and then pulled at the stuck drawer with all his might. It resisted his show of bravado for a few seconds before giving way in a hurry causing him to stumble backwards in surprise. 

"There I showed you!" he exclaimed pumping up both his arms as if he was a body builder in a show before finally realizing that he was alone.

He had bathed in the glory of his show of strength for a few seconds and was about to slide the drawer back into its designated slot when he saw it. A small plain looking cream colored envelope taped to the bottom of the drawer.

Curiosity got the better of him and he carefully peeled back the tape to release the envelope which dropped softly into his hand. Ray Barone raised the envelope to his ear giving it a gentle shake as that alone would divulge its contents to him.

He used his index finger to carefully prise the flap open before turning the envelope upside down. A object fell out clattering with a dull metallic noise on to the top of the chest of drawers rolling along the polished wooden surface only to stop just before falling of the edge.

The object glinted in the sunlight his eyes taking a few seconds to recover before he reached out and carefully picked it up. It was only when held the object in his hands that he finally recognized it as a DVD. He flipped the disc over to the non metallic side only to discover that it was blank other than the number 1 and a date written in black ink on its surface.

Holding it between the index finger and thumb of his right hand he lifted the DVD to his eye level allowing the disc to spin slowly on its axis. The light flashed off its reflective surface directly into his eyes as it spun before with a gentle shrug of his shoulders he promptly slid it back into the envelope. He had placed it back on the top of the chest of drawers before he turned and walked out of the bedroom. 

It was only just over thirty seconds later when he rushed back into the bedroom and slid the DVD free from the envelope yet again. He held it flat in the palm of his hand as he debated in his mind whether of not to view its contents.

Why can't he watch it he thought to himself? He was all alone in the house as Debra had taken the kids to her mothers for the weekend. All he had to do was watch it and then put it back exactly where found it and no one would know otherwise. 

For some reason his fingers trembled nervously as he loaded the DVD into the player. He watched the tray snap shut with a dull thud switching the television on before lounging back onto the couch with his finger poised just above the play button on the remote. However it was well over two minutes later that he finally found the courage to press down on the play button.

The screen instantly lit up showing a dull mass of gray specks as if the disc was blank and he was just about to press stop on the remote control when an image appeared. The image showed two bottles of champagne on what to him looked like a kitchen table.

It took a quite a number of sideways glances into the kitchen for him to finally work out that the table on the video and the one in the kitchen was one and the same. For around thirty seconds the video showed the same image of the two bottles before suddenly the image jerked around as the camera was carried in rather rough house fashion into the living room. He wasn't sure but he thought he could make out another two pair of legs other than the person who held the camera as the video did not pan above the waist.

"Isn't she ready yet?" 

The voice on the video bounced around in his head for a few moments before it finally twigged in his mind that it belonged to Gianni.

"I don't know." 

The voice of the person holding the camera was unmistakable as he replied in rather a breathless fashion with the sound of his heavy exertions and breathing blaring from the speakers of the television. Robert. 

"But you know how chicks are," Robert added, "they like to take their time to keep us waiting."

"Chicks?" Gianni questioned.

"Woman folk," Robert meekly answered, "girls?"

"Hey whatever you call'em,"Gianni replied, "I just want to get this party started!" 

"I don't remember this." Ray stared blankly at the television screen as the camera finally lifted from below the waistline level to briefly show Gianni's rugged face before the camera jerkily turned around to show Robert talking directly into the camera.

"And what a party it will-"

"Hey here she comes!" Gianni's voice cut him off suddenly as his face disappeared in a hurry from the screen. There followed around five seconds of video that jumped around violently and went out of focus a number of times as the camera was hurriedly carried to the foot of the stairs. 

The next five seconds was a clear shot of the landing at the bottom of the stairs before it slowly panned up the stair case. 

"May I introduce the new president of the local PTA!" Roberts voice came out loud and crisp out of the speakers as if he was actually standing in the room next to Ray. The camera continued its upward journey when a series of loud wolf whistles heralded her arrival. 

There walking down the stairs with a confident swagger and a pleased as punch smile on her face was his wife Debra. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw that she had on the same tight fitting low cut red top, black mini like skirt and knee high boots that she had worn in protest a couple of years ago when he had told her the 'little' white fib about the members of the PTA calling her outfit "trampy."

"I thought she said she would never wear that again..." His voice faded into silence as Ray watched her walk down the steps with her boots making a clack sound as she took each step. The camera panned outwards to show a beaming Gianni take her by the hand on the landing and spin her around once as if she was model showing off a outfit.

"And boy don't you look nice" Gianni remarked in a confident almost cocky tone and he was little perturbed by his wifes reaction when her face broke out in sexy smile.

Then the screen suddenly went blank and he at first thought the DVD had come to sudden end. He was about the get up when a picture returned initially a series of wild, jerky camera movements that seemed to go everywhere at once. 

"Hey no fair," Roberts voice came out of speakers,"you can't start the party without us!"

Ray moved to the edge of the couch his upper body and head craning forward unsure of what he was seeing was correct. The camera showed a long distance shot of Debra who was on her knees just in front of Gianni standing midway between the kitchen and the living room.

At first he could not make out what she was doing until the camera panned slowly in to a close up to show her smiling face. He could only stare disbelieving at the screen as it showed his wife her hand slowly stoking his best friends erect exposed shaft. She began to lick the head of his cock with broad sweeping strokes of her tongue before she allowed it to slip inside her mouth. Ray watched as the entire length of his shaft disappeared inside her mouth only to slip out seconds later.

"Hey Robbie get a load of this!" Gianni exclaimed

His hands slipped behind her head holding it like a vice as he slipped his cock between her lips once again before he started to pump using powerful swinging movements of his hips. The camera concentrated on his gyrating hips for a moment switching to a shot of his pumping shaft finally offering of a close up of Debra's face as his cock slid in a blur between her red colored lips. For what seemed an eternity Ray watched as his cock pumped relentlessly down her throat the incessant '"glug, glug'" sound ringing in his ears like a loud jackhammer.

The camera remained on a close up of Debra's panting face his cock finally sliding out of her mouth just as her throat had started to emit loud gargle like noises and leaving trails of saliva trickling slowly down her chin. Her eyes peered almost expectantly upwards, her hand wiping across her mouth as her lips formed what could only be described as combination of a sneer and a smile.

"Is that all you've got?" she exclaimed loudly. 

Ray looked on as she wrapped the fingers of one hand around his cock allowing her hand to stroke his shaft in such a frenzied action that it appeared she wanted to rip it plain off his body. She wasted no time in allowing his shaft to slide into her hungry mouth, her head bouncing along the length of his cock with what Ray guessed was more energy and passion that she had consumed or expelled in all their years of love making.

Although he could not see his face with the camera fixated on his wife's head as it bounced along his shaft Ray could plainly hear Gianni's frequent and contented groans loud and clear.

"Goddam b-....." He was going to call her a bitch but something stopped him with his voice fading off into silence. His head continually turned to the now empty spot near the kitchen imagining in his mind his wife on her knees sucking his best friends cock before he once again turning almost dejectedly back to the screen.

The video began to jump a little as Robert switched to one hand operation of the camera, his now free hand tugging and pulling at her tight fitting red top until eventually both her breasts were exposed. His hand almost filled the entire screen as his large fingers began to fondle and molest one breast at a time.

"Geez she's not even wearing a bra!" Ray exclaimed

He jumped slightly as she suddenly turned to face directly into the camera almost as if she was reacting to his comment.

"Those aren't for free you know," her voice had a touch of fire and venom in it as Debra looked directly into the camera to Robert, "you have to at least offer something in return!" And with that she promptly slipped Gianni's cock back into her mouth with her head resuming its breakneck speed bouncing along his shaft.

The sound of a zip filled the speakers and for the two next minutes or so the video jumped all over the place as Robert nervously fumbled around trying to pull his already rock hard cock out of his trousers. The picture then returned to almost stable shot of Robert's hand stroking his shaft.

"That's a lot better." Robert let slip a short yap of pain as Debra used his shaft to pull herself up onto her haunches only to replaced by moans as she slipped his shaft into her mouth. What followed was what Ray could only describe a sometimes jittery view of his wifes solo attempt at a free for all. A wild non stop display of pure debauchery as her hand stroked one shaft while she mauled, there was no other word to describe it the other with her mouth, tongue and lips repeatedly switching between shafts in one never ending cycle.

He literally winced in pain as the only sounds that seemed to come out of the speakers for the next ten minutes or so was loud repeated moans from both Robert and Gianni plus the constant sound of Debra's boots as they scraped and slid against the floor as she switched positions from one shaft to the other. And of course the intensely loud and painful sounds of his wife's frenzied and wild mission to sexually please and satisfy both men.

The sudden appearance of Gianni's smiling face filling the screen caught Ray by surprise causing him to jump back slightly as if frightened.

"Oh yeah baby!" his voice sounded little hoarse as the camera slowly panned down his body to reveal Debra voraciously devouring his cock. "Robbie remind me to thank Ray for letting us borrow his lovely wife!" His almost evil sounded laugh filled the speakers until the screen suddenly went blank.

It took only a second or so for the picture to return as a hand grabbed Debra's arm yanking with quite a forceful tug to lift her roughly to her feet. A dejected Ray looked on as the camera concentrated on Debra's smiling face who normally so pedantic in hygiene and personal cleanliness was now the exact polar opposite. Trails of saliva ran from her lips down her chin and neck, mascara ran down her face in little rivers, her lipstick was smeared and her once perfectly coiffured hair was now messy and unkempt. Her tight fitting red top had been yanked downwards leaving her shoulders bare and her ample breasts exposed to the world.

She nearly stumbled and fell as she was led into the living room letting off a good natured squeal of delight as she was pushed onto the couch landing in a heap in approximately the exact same position to where Ray was now sitting. 

"God you did it on the couch?!!"

It was more a statement than a question as he uneasily shifted himself in one quick rapid movement to the other end of the couch. Her smiling face seem to follow him from the screen, her brown eyes darting in all directions as the camera slowly panned in to show a close up of her face. 

"Naked horny men on all sides," Debra playfully and suggestively remarked in a mock southern belle accent, "whatever will you'll do to me?"

"I will be a bit more worried about what you will do to us?" Gianni replied as he stepped between her open and splayed legs She giggled like a school girl as his hands slid under her leather skirt his fingers hooking into the elastic of her panties before he proceeded to slide them down her legs. Debra raised her ass off the couch to ease their removal with his large hands quickly teasing them over and off her knee high boots.

Ray turned away briefly in disgust from the screen as Gianni scrunched her wet panties up in a tight ball in his hand raising them to his nose where he sniffed them as if he was sampling the bouquet from a glass of wine.

Her moans and squeals filled the air with the camera tracing a somewhat shaky path up the boots of her widely spread legs to offer at what was first an out of focus view before slowly coming into focus of Gianni's fingers teasing and sliding into her wet pussy. The red tipped fingers of her hands grasped the hem of her skirt holding it out of the way offering Ray an unimpeded view of the pinkish sliver of glistening skin between her legs.

"Just beautiful, beau-ti-ful" Robert offered excitedly zooming in and out with the camera as he watched Gianni's fingers slide ever deeper and faster into her wet hole. 

"You've been a veeeery bad girl Debra Barone" Gianni suggested as his pulled his fingers out from between her legs. Ray looked on with the camera following his fingers almost in slow motion as he raised them to her lips watching in utter disbelief as she ravenously licked and sucked them clean of her own juices. Just like a cat that had just eaten the pet bird her tongue still rapidly darted and flicked along the length of her lips long after his fingers had gone.

Her body seem to buck and jump in wild intense spasms as the camera rapidly switched between close ups of the fingers sliding in and out of her pussy and long shots of her sprawled on the couch. All Ray could see at times was a shot of Gianni's back as he knelt in between the boots of her spread legs accompanied by an audible "swoosh" as his fingers pumped into her hole and her melodious groans and shrieks of pleasure.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking Robbie?" It was Gianni who turned to face the camera yet again.

There was a long silent pause before Ray could hear Robert answer "No what?"

Gianni shook his head in wonder before he sprung to his feet and disappeared out of shot. The camera zoomed in to Debra's spread legs for multiple close ups of her quivering pussy from varying distances until Gianni returned. Ray could see he carried a bottle of champagne in one hand which he proceeded to shake vigorously by waving his arm up and down. 

"What's that for?

"Never you mind Robbie!" He popped the cork holding his thumb over the opening of the bottle preventing the contents from spilling outwards until he could feel the right amount of pressure had built up. Debra could only mutter a soft "huh!" and a groan as in one simultaneous action he slipped his thumb off the bottle before sliding the opening into her pussy. 

"Oh my god I can't believe he just did that!" Ray shouted waving his arms at the television.

In between shouts of "Oh my god it's so cold" and "It tickles" the golden liquid began to spurt out in great streams from the small opening between the neck of the bottle and her pussy lips drenching the couch and forming a small but rapidly growing puddle on the floor below. The camera showed Debra her body convulsing appearing almost to pass out with champagne trickling down her legs in little streams as Gianni pulled the still spurting and frothing bottle out from between her legs.

He took a long swig from whatever was left in the the bottle dropping it to the ground where Ray could hear it strike the floor hard with a loud clunk. Gianni quickly dropped to his knees burying his head between her legs his tongue and lips savoring, tasting the odd but pleasant combination of her natural juices and the sweet tingling fruity sensation of the champagne.

"No wonder it's now always so sticky here!" Ray remarked running his hand hesitantly over the approximately the same spot on the couch. 

Gianni's smiling face filled the screen, his tongue eagerly licking his lips as Ray could see his face was so wet that little streams ran down his cheeks and chin dripping slowly to the floor.

"Best cocktail I've ever made," Gianni boasted after eating out his best friends wife, "one part pussy juice to two parts champagne yum!" His smiling face filled the screen for perhaps a second more before he once again dived down between her legs.

It was about then that Ray could hear a commotion off screen to one side. He watched as Gianni lifted his head from Debra's pussy his eyes turning in the direction of the noise.

"Hey old man."

"Old man?" Ray questioned

"Decided to join the party eh?" Gianni asked.

"Just waited my turn thats all," the voice off screen commented, "I can't keep up with all you young'uns!"

A chill went down Ray's spine as the unmistakable voice thundered out from the screen But it was not until the naked form of his father except for a pair of brown socks entered the picture that all his worst fears were realized in a single instant. 

He thought he detected a smile on Debra's face when his large hand grabbed one of her arms pulling her up forcibly as if she was a rag doll to her feet so much so that he rewound the video many times just to confirm it. She staggered and wobbled for just a few seconds on her feet before he pushed her head downwards letting his cock slip into her mouth.

It was at this point that he turned the video off.

"Eww......You're having sex with my father!" Ray shouted at the now blank television screen. 

In an instant his voice had risen markedly in volume so much so that it echoed around the living room. His body began to tremble and shake as if he had suddenly developed a rare and fatal case of severe pneumonia and his mind began to whirl so fast that he couldn't think straight. He began to pace up and down the small area between the couch and the coffee table with his hand constantly wiping his brow as if this simple act would wipe what he had just seen from his memory.

But something made him sit back down and press play again on the remote control. 

The television glowed again with a close up of his wife's head as it bounced enthusiastically along his fathers shaft. It was such a close shot that Ray could see the saliva and spit flying in all directions as his cock slammed between her lips. Her muted and muffled moans filled the air as the camera slowly panned out wards to show the whole of her shaking body 




Everybody Loves Debra Ch. 04b



Her knee high boots spread far apart for balance one of her hands dangled down uselessly while the other held a firm grip of the bare skin of one side of his broad hips. Her upper body was only bent slightly over due to his immense size, her red top somehow had slid off her arms and shoulders and down her body to now swing freely around her midriff.

The picture briefly jumped around and out of focus as the camera switched hands from Robert to Gianni. 

Ray literally winced in pain as Roberts naked hairy frame entered the picture positioning himself behind Debra where he promptly slid his cock into her pussy and began to pump.

He had only let loose a few strokes into her tight love box when she suddenly pulled her body free from his shaft and she raised her head turning back to look in Roberts direction. Ray looked on as with a single swipe of her hand across her lips a throaty muted "wait" escaped from her lips. 

Debra raised herself carefully to a standing position taking a moment to regain her equilibrium and her bearings. Her hands quickly reached around behind her back easing the zip of her skirt downwards and she began to the tease and tug the skirt off her body and legs in highly evocative and erotic fashion. A broad smile graced her face when a few wolf whistles pierced the air when she had finally eased the skirt off each of her boots tossing it casually behind her.

"That's much better" she remarked in a more confident tone of voice. A quick and simple toss of her now wildly messy and unkempt hair to one side of her head was all that she needed bending her body at the waist and letting her fathers shaft slip into her mouth once again.

The first stirrings of real anger mixed surprisingly with just a touch of jealously welled up inside Ray as his brothers hands groped the cheeks of her bare ass as his cock slammed in between her legs. Robert's hands had begun to molest her breasts as Ray watched him fuck his wife with more passion and vigor that he had probably used in his love making sessions with her for at least the last couple of years.

Her petite body looked so small compared to the two immense behemoths that bookended her nakedness as the camera switched from extreme close ups to long range shots in a blink of an eye. At times her head reared skywards with the pleasure and power of Roberts pounding of her pussy highly evident in her often breathless and stuttering voice as it cried loudly out "Harder...fuck me....oh god fuck me."

At times the camera seemed to float over her body like a remote controlled drone exploring and displaying in near high definition all the curves and contours of her sinewy body as it shook and quivered at regular spaced intervals. Whatever he must of thought of Gianni now Ray had to grudgingly admit to himself that the bastard was one hell of a cameraman.

Just like a high class adult movie the camera flowed seamlessly from one shot to another and all in gut wrenching close up detail. Her ass cheeks provided the perfect backdrop of one shot with the camera lined up vertically looking down into her ass crack, each of her firm but fleshy mounds vibrating in perfect unison as Robert's cock slammed relentlessly into her petite body. The camera then moved underneath for a shot that look upwards in between her two widely spread boot enclosed legs. Her pussy lips, the pinkish fleshy folds of skin wrapped tight around his brothers pumping shaft seemed to be stretched almost to breaking point in an almost futile bid to accommodate his larger than normal girth and size.

A shudder swept in waves through his body as Ray looked on helplessly when Debra was passed along from son to father as if she was a baton in a relay race. He watched her nearly stumble and fall as she found herself twisted bodily around in a one hundred and eighty degree arc with her mouth letting slip a long loud squeal only to be quickly replaced with a soft moan as Frank slid his cock inside her. 

His large body hunched over to counter for her short stature his father let his large hands grab a secure hold of her arms pinning them backwards at an extreme angle as he began to thrust his shaft into her pussy. To compensate Debra was forced to spread her legs as wide as possible as a counter to his frenzied fucking but mainly as a last ditch attempt not to fall to the floor.

"Oh my god!" 

He was in a state of shock and his body almost numb yet Ray Barone could not tear his eyes away from the television. As if she was traveling down a wild and dangerous roller coaster his wife's continuous staccato like cries of pleasure filled the air interspersed at regular intervals by a loud slapping sound as time and again his fathers pumping cock sent her into sexual delirium. 

The view of his fathers cock sliding rapidly into Debra's pussy shot from below and between her spread legs seemed to captivate and worry the hell out of him all at the one time. He was left dumbfounded scratching his head in wonder on how she had got herself into this situation.

"Way to go Frank!" Gianni's raspy voice brought him back to reality as he panned the camera upwards along her writhing, shaking body. Her face suddenly came into view with her brown eyes looking directly at the camera and offering a wry smile as if she knew that Ray would was watching.

You like that Mrs B don't 'cha," Gianni offered as he zoomed close up into her face until it filled the screen, "Frank fucking you hard in your pussy??" 

The camera dropped downwards showing a brief shot of his shaft pumping between her spread legs before he once again panned upwards to show her face. 

For just a brief moment there was no reply with just the sound of his fathers extremely heavy, rapid breathing as he fucked Debra before his very own eyes intermingled by her own frequent moans and the slapping as their two naked bodies collided. 

Slowly but surely her face brightened into a huge smile and as if he had flicked a switch the words started to tumble out of her mouth.

"God yesss....I need it ....I need it bad." Her words were punctuated by frequent moans and shrieks and at times she struggled for breath slurring her words."Harder... fuck me....oh god!"

Ray sat on the couch in his living room in total shock at the sudden unexpected outpouring of emotion flowing from his naked wifes mouth. 

The picture jumped around a bit as Gianni walked quickly over to stand next to a now constantly moaning but otherwise silent Debra.

"I think all of us." He turned the camera to show a brief shot of his face before turning the camera around to show a totally naked Robert lounging back on the black leather armchair his hand vigorously stroking his shaft.

"Ewww I know I'm never sitting there again" Ray commented

The camera finally turned to show the straining, heavily perspiring face of his father as he slammed his cock between Debra's spread legs with all his might. 

"All of us," Gianni continued, "need to thank our lucky stars Debra Barone that you have turned into real cock hungry fucking slut!" 

The picture then broke up quite a bit and Ray guessed that Gianni was holding the camera with one hand while locking lips with Debra. Then picture then went blank again. 

"How do you work this thing!"

His fathers confused words greeted Ray when the picture finally returned which jumped around violently going out of focus numerous times. 

"Jesus can't you do anything right?" An exasperated Gianni quickly walked over to help

It was around thirty seconds later that together they seemed to work out how to operate the camera.

The next stable shot showed Debra easing the red tight fitting top that had hung uselessly around her waist down her body and off each of her legs leaving her totally naked except for her knee high boots. Ray noticed that they had cleared a large space in front of the couch by moving the coffee table to one side. 

"You like what you see Frank?" Her tone of voice was highly salacious and teasing as her fingers played with her pussy.

"Hell yeah" The camera zoomed in and out as she bent and twisted her nakedness in highly suggestive poses. Ray watched as she bent over almost as is she was trying to touch her toes with the camera quickly zooming in to show a close up of her naked ass.

His large hand filled the screen as Frank reached out to slap her so heavily across her ass that it left a red mark on the fleshy part of her ass cheek.

"Ok lets get this show on the road" Gianni's raspy voice surprised him somewhat as the camera rapidly zoomed out suddenly. Ray looked on as Robert slowly and carefully lay his large bulk on to the floor on his back in the now free space next to the couch. His hand stroked his shaft as he spread open his large tree trunk legs, his body wiggling to and fro on the floor in an attempt to obtain the most comfortable position. 

"Hah he looks like a beached whale!" Ray exclaimed in an lame effort to lighten the mood.

The smile soon disappeared from his face as Debra calmly straddled his body with her bare backside to his face her boot enclosed legs spread wide open to counter for his extra girth at his hips.

She stood there for a few brief seconds, the fingers of both her hands running through the strands of her unkempt hair in a vain and futile effort to fix and tease her hair into some sort of order. Just like she had done countless times before keeping Ray waiting just as they were about to go out.

Debra gave the camera a wicked knowing smile as her fingers slid down to play with with soft skin of her pussy. She extended her free hand outwards for balance bending her legs at the knees as she slowly almost teasingly began to lower her naked body towards Roberts waiting shaft.

He could not see his face but Ray guessed Robert would have the same goofy smile on his face he always had. She let her free hand rest against the floor to ensure she did not topple to the floor and with her legs bent at her knees Ray looked on as her body stopped just inches from his brothers waiting erect shaft.

Reaching downwards her hand wrapped around his shaft allowing herself to descend guiding it slowly with her hand guiding his shaft between her spread legs. She let a series of soft moans escape from her lips as his shaft rubbed against the sensitive soft skin of her pussy only to allow a loud unadulterated grunt slip from her wide open mouth as she guided his shaft into her ass hole.

"Oh my god she just took it in the fucking ass!" Ray was shouting at the the television now as if what she had just done was the last straw.

He rose to his feet pacing up and down a few times before he eventually sat back down again.

"I can't believe the slut took it in the goddamn ass!"

Her brothers cock embedded deep inside her ass Debra was rolling her hips with small gentle movements feeling her bare ass rub against the rough skin of his balls. The camera zoomed in a ultra close up of her pussy making Ray wince in pain as the immense size of his brothers cock seemed to be stretching his wifes once tiny beautiful ass hole into a permanently over sized mangled mess. 

"You getting all this Frank?" It was surprisingly Debra her voice raspy and breathless but none the less full of spirit and passion.

"Sure am!" Frank answered.

The camera floated above her spreadeagled glistening nakedness, her arms extended out behind her with the palms of her hands flat against the floor and her legs spread wide open for all the world to see as the shaft pumped in short but furious bursts into her ass. Ray could hear her mouth release one continuous non stop moan as Robert's over sized hands at first grasped her hips before slipping around her to molest and squeeze her tits. 

"That's it Mrs B!," Gianni's voice came out loud and strong from off camera, "take it up the ass!"

"Hell yeah!" His father quickly answered in the affirmative as he took a close up of her smiling face before once again panning down her shaking body to her pussy and Robert's shaft slamming into her ass.

Her boots folded under up her legs Ray watched shocked, nonplussed and even mesmerized as his wife's ass was drilled in relentless fashion by his very own brothers large cock. The unwelcome sight of Gianni's bare naked ass filling the screen finally woke him from his self imposed stupor with his lean but muscular frame bending and twisting with great dexterity between Debra's wide open legs.

There was a sudden cry of "Fuck....Gianni" before her mouth strangely went silent only to replaced some seconds later by a series of incoherent words and moans as her pussy was filled by his rock hard shaft. To say Ray was stunned was an understatement as he had often pleaded with Debra for a threesome as a way to liven up their dull sex life. But each and every time she had refused his 'desperate, wild and crazy idea' as she had put it point blank.

Ray could now see only occasional glimpses of her head and her boots with the rest of her body completely enveloped in the naked male flesh of his best friend and brother. Her arms wrapped themselves around Gianni's backside seemingly the only way she could hang on as their two pumping shafts threatened to send her over the edge. 

His fathers camera work followed the same predictable path with frequent close ups of the two shafts pumping in unison into her ass and pussy and even an attempted shot between the thin sliver of daylight between their naked sweaty bodies. 

"Having fun?" His fathers words came out of the speakers as a shot of her face filled the screen. At times Ray could see her eyes roll back into her head her mouth opening and closing but with no sound coming out. 

"I thought so," Frank answered the delight obvious in his voice, "I thought you might want something to chew on!" He rubbed the head of his shaft against her lips and she had only to partially open her mouth before he slipped his shaft inside.

"That's it....suck it!"

Ray watched as his father used his great height to his advantage with his pumping shaft creating a bulge in her cheek on the opposite side of her face and with constant gagging and slurping sounds emanating from the back of her throat as his cock slid in at a near vertical angle.

What followed for perhaps the next ten minutes or so was a constant close up of his fathers cock as it speared in a somewhat relentless fashion between Debra's lips intermingled by her own groans and the slapping sound of the two shafts pumping into her ass and pussy. Ray was astounded by his wife's apparently insatiable libido and passion with her tongue and lips fervently pleasing the head of his fathers cock on the odd occasion it slipped out of her mouth.

Something had to finally give and Ray felt a little queasy when his fathers shaft slipped out of her mouth for the penultimate time. A loud grunt escaped from his lips before with quick "Holy crap!" his shaft shot pulses of his white gooey essence all over her face. Tendrils of cum shot in short furious bursts from his ancient cock landing across her nose, cheeks, lips and even her eyes. His last unsavory act was to rub his still spurting shaft against her drenched lips before she allowed it to slide down her throat one last time. 

His fathers rather premature exit allowed him to act solely as camera man for the rest of the video providing a small modicum of relief to Ray. At least he wouldn't have to see the old bastard naked again he told himself.

The remainder of the video however provided absolutely no relief whatsoever in any form for his numb and shell shocked eyes. He watched as with her arms wrapped tight around his neck Gianni easily carried her petite nakedness aloft in the air around the living room as his cock speared relentlessly into her pussy. Her head rested on his shoulder, her mouth only able to issue a series of soft muted moans with her boot enclosed legs at first wrapping themselves around his torso before releasing their hold to hang down limply to sway loosely with every powerful thrust into her body.

His fathers only saving grace was that in latter stages of the video his camera work improved markedly. When Debra had climbed onto Robert's gargantuan body to impale herself on his shaft he was there to provide an excellent crystal clear shot of Gianni's cock penetrating the once tiny opening of her puckered sphincter. And he somehow obtained a close up of her face showing her reaction of pleasure and pain as his shaft slid inside.

Later she was on her knees waiting patiently with her face thrust slightly forward, her eyes half closed and her tongue running slowly along her lips. They both stood before her with their hands furiously jacking their shafts when almost simultaneously they released their loads on her once pristine face. Shot after shot with some even in slow motion of their spouting and pulsing cum landing across his her face was worthy of a full budget triple x rated movie with the shot of her fully coated face the 'cream of the crop' so to speak.

Rivers of cum joined the mascara that ran down her cheeks from the corners of her eyes to slowly run down her face and neck and then onto her ample chest. Her tongue worked enthusiastically along her lipstick smeared lips to cleanse them of the bubbly white liquid and her hair matted with cum and sweat in some places seemed an unholy mess. 

It was one final shot that disturbed him the most sending a chill down his spine. As if passed out she lay on her stomach on the couch with the only sign that she was still alive the very slight movement of her chest. Her body lay askew and totally naked except for only one boot having somehow lost the other sometime during their wild escapades. The camera slowly panned over her nakedness from her bare ass with its now slightly than normal sized ass hole traveling along her bare backside to her head buried partly under a cushion. One leg hung loosely off the couch while one arm lay sprawled on the couch in front of her while the other was somewhere tucked underneath her.

Ray Barone could have sworn that he could hear laughter off camera as the screen went blank. 

But that was not the end to her debauchery. He had sat silent unmoving not sure what to say or do next as the screen had went blank. Slowly almost hesitantly he reached out to switch off the television when the picture had suddenly sprung back to life.

She was in their shower, the shower that they both shared at most times alone but on some special occasions together. The camera showed her backside with the water streaming down in little streams as it hit her nakedness to drip slowly onto the tiles below. A slight mist in hung the air as Debra turned side on to the camera thrusting her face directly into the shower allowing the multiple streams of water to cascade over her head and down her bare backside. 

Whether it was staged Ray could not be sure but when she turned to discover the camera she displayed a smile of genuine affection and sensuality, a smile that he had never seen before. Free of make up her face was still strikingly beautiful for the brief time she looked directly into the camera as the water ran down in tiny rivers over her naked body. That is until she dropped to her knees onto the tiled floor to take Gianni's shaft into her mouth. 

Her drenched hair clung to the back of her head and the nape of her neck like a second skin as the camera panned down to show her head bouncing with an unbridled enthusiasm along the length of his cock. The tiles of the bathroom provided strange acoustics with the "glug, glug" noise from the back of her throat seemingly echoing several times in the small space of the bathroom.

No words needed to be spoken when her hands grasped the towel rack as she obligingly bent over to allow him to enter her. She released a small gasp of pleasure as his cock slid slowly into the tight warmth of her pussy with the camera shot beginning to shake slightly with every thrust into her nakedness.




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The sound of water dripping slowly onto the tiled floor combined with their grunts and moans to form one rather unusual if not melodious noise which provided a surreal soundtrack to their wicked naked dance. Their colliding bodies seem to produce a squelching instead of the usual slapping sound as they willingly careered into one another with the approximate force of two out of control cars in a head on smash. 

Ray watched as Gianni somehow produced a shot from underneath and between her legs, a rather clear and concise shot in the circumstances of his cock sliding furiously almost in a blur into her pussy. His hands held tightly onto her wet hips as her pussy did the same to his pumping shaft with her vaginal canal enveloping it as tight as if he was wearing a condom.

Her tiny petite body began to shake markedly so much so that one of her hands lost its tenuous grip of the towel rack slipping down to hang almost uselessly at her side and her drenched hair began to flay about wildly. Ray swore he could actually see the spine in her bare backside vibrate and compress in one simultaneous action as Gianni fucked her. 

Their shrieks and groans began to get louder and more frequent merging into one seemingly non stop erotic chorus. Ray could only look as Gianni's thrusts into his wife's naked body suddenly became more intense and frantic slamming into Debra so hard that all she could do was emit one long continuous moan.

The word "no" welled up inside him but no sound came out of Ray's mouth as with his shaft still embedded deep inside her Gianni let slip loud grunt that to him could only mean one thing. The shot then bounced about a bit as Gianni seemed to stumble backward a few steps.

His heart in his mouth and with the whole of his body craned forward Ray Barone stared intensely at the television screen waiting for it to return to a clear and stable picture. When it did it showed Debra her naked body trembling slightly bent over at the waist with her bare feet spread far apart on the tiled floor. One by one the fingers of her hand slowly released their grip of the towel rack and as her arm swung down in a slow arc the camera zoomed into a close up of her pussy.

For a just a brief moment to Ray it seemed that the glistening wet pinkish sliver of skin that he thought he knew so well between his wifes legs was actually breathing appearing to open and close slightly in the soft light of the bathroom. It was only a split second later that the first sign of Gianni's gift came into view bubbling slowly out between the pink folds of skin of her pussy. 

Ray watched as a single drop fell slowly from between her legs swirling slightly in the air down to the tiles below only to be quickly followed by a second and then a third. Soon so much of the near white viscous and gooey liquid began to ooze out that it looked like mayonnaise flowing out of her enlarged pussy on to the floor forming a minuscule puddle at her feet.

She seemed to nervously extend a hand between her legs with her fingers at first sliding carefully into the still oozing white liquid as if it was a radioactive substance. Ray then looked on in horror as she brought the fingers to her lips with the camera zooming in on Debra's smiling face as she ravenously cleansed them of his sticky offering with rapid strokes of her tongue.

"Ya like your cream cocktail?" Gianni mischievously asked.

The camera showed her face as she simply nodded without saying a single word, her tongue individually licking each of her fingers clean as if she had just eaten an extremely tasty dish.

"I bet Ray that ignorant husband of yours never gave you one of those!" Gianni's words were still ringing in Ray's ears as the screen showed Debra take his cock between her lips yet again. It was then that the screen went blank for the final time.



Everybody Loves Debra: Seducing Amy



Author's Note:

I've gotten some positive response to my other two Debra stories, and figured I'd write on more as my own little Debra trilogy. Many people wanted to see Debra get it on with her sister Amy, so that's where this story goes. Many thanks for the support, everyone, and enjoy.

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Debra Barone sighed in contentment, rolling over in bed and enjoying the warmth left behind by Stephanie, Allie's new teacher and Debra's first lesbian lover. It had been a long and glorious week, with Ray and the rest of her family (including her peskys who lived across the street) out of town visiting relatives in Pennsylvania. During this week, Debra had barely left the house...and neither had Stephanie.

Stephanie had asked Debra to come to school one day to talk about Allie's lack of assertiveness, and had immediately been attracted to the older red-head. She'd stopped by Debra's house a couple of weeks later, ostensibly to discuss Allie's improvement, but in reality to get closer to Debra. The evening had gone better than she'd ever thought possible, even in her wildest dreams. Debra had not only accepted her advances, but had shown a hunger for the touch of another woman Stephanie had never seen. She'd done everything Stephanie could want, and quickly -- too quickly -- learned how to please her new young lover just the right way. 

In the following days, the two had grown almost inseparably close. They almost never even left the house, except for when Stephanie went to the gym to work out. And, not only did the stay in for the week, during that time they were almost never dressed, but instead enjoyed the days as naked as they were born, with a comfort level Stephanie had never experienced. They relaxed, watched movies, cooked together, read books, talked about any and everything, and of course, made love. 

Stephanie was amazed at Debra's appetite for love. Any reason was good enough for Debra to have sex, from a scene in a movie to the sound of March rain on the windows. And now that she'd grown more comfortable with lesbian sex, she was more assertive about it and more open to experimentation. And, she'd found her need for sex had grown tremendously; Debra not only made love to Stephanie two or three times a day, but would also take the time to please herself when Stephanie was away at the gym. She was becoming insatiable, and it bothered her not at all. Stephanie, of course, was delighted to find that this beautiful older woman had such appetites, and indulged her every want. The first time they'd had sex that night she'd come over, she had discovered, unsurprisingly, that Debra had a great need for penetration. As it happened, Stephanie expected that; most women DID need it, and she had daringly brought along a strap on for that purpose. Since that realization Debra had become more and more needy of penetration, and Stephanie had bought some new toys to help give her what she wanted, including an enormous double-headed dildo made of the very finest, softest latex. It was every bit of 20 inches from tip to tip, and had a unique feature; it was expandable. By squeezing the middle, gel filling the latex mold would squeeze into the ends, thickening them appreciably. When fully expanded, the ends were as thick as Stephanie's wrist, so thick she couldn't get her hand completely around it. Debra hadn't cared, and routinely took the thing in her as deep as possible. How her husband would ever manage to please her again, Stephanie had no clue. But, that was for them to work out. 

It was funny; Debra clearly loved her husband and kids, but also realized she had her own needs that Ray wasn't going to fulfill. Part of her acceptance of lesbian sex stemmed from the knowledge that she was just getting what she needed. In her mind, Debra had not betrayed her husband, and had no intention of ever leaving him. One night, lying in bed covered with a mix of sweat and each other's fluids, Debra had told Stephanie of how she'd once recorded an answering machine message for Ray, promising him she'd never leave him. Stephanie could tell from Debra's tone that she meant that promise, and intended to keep it. How such an oaf as Ray could inspire such devotion in a woman like Debra puzzled Stephanie to no end, but she admired it, and was envious of Ray's luck in winning a woman like Debra to share his life with.

For her part, Debra had fully accepted that sex with Stephanie had awakened her to what she needed, and she wasn't giving it up. It wasn't Ray's fault, really, that he couldn't satisfy her; it was just how he was, and how she was. Still, she was worried that when the family returned, her new found appetites would not diminish, but the opportunity to indulge herself would. With Stephanie back in school and the family home, she'd never be able to find time with her new lover. 

As she lay in bed, smelling the scent of Stephanie on her pillow -- a mix of strawberry shampoo and a green-tea based body soap -- Debra pondered her dilemma. She could, of course, go back to what she'd always done; half-hearted sex with Ray and the use of her own toys to please herself when the kids were away at school. But that really wasn't quite enough anymore. She wouldn't just miss the sex; she'd miss the companionship. She really enjoyed spending time with Stephanie, and looked back with fondness at the week they'd spent, a week that would be over in a few short hours. The family was due back this afternoon, and Stephanie would have to go before then so that Debra could straighten up and remove any sign that she'd had a visitor. 

So, what to do? As she lay naked in bed, Debra thought about it. She wished she could talk to someone about it, but who? Her closest friend was her sister Amy; they'd been friends in college and were still very close. But she couldn't very well tell Amy about it, could she? Then again, maybe she could.

Debra lay on the top of the covers, and began to trace her fingers over her nipples, beginning the process of pleasing herself as she always had, and thinking of a fantasy she'd long since repressed and forgotten. She imagined that Amy, too, was unsatisfied and would turn to Debra for advice. Using the same skills Stephanie had, Debra would comfort Amy, and that comfort would turn to the physical, eventually letting Debra make love to her friend in much the way Stephanie had with her. Certainly Amy wasn't as fit or attractive as Stephanie, but so what? She was closer to Debra's age, and Debra knew her far better. And, most importantly, she didn't work either, and was always hanging around the house with Debra. Her being there would be seen as perfectly normal, and even beneficial to the stability of the family. 

Debra's hands moved more quickly over her breasts as she warmed to her story. Amy would come by, distraught over her mediocre sex life, asking Debra about her and Ray's. Debra would comfort her, telling her that she and Ray weren't exactly rocking the house, either, and that she completely understood. Debra would give her friend a warm, close hug, holding her and rubbing her back, her senses tuned to Amy's response. She would then kiss her cheek, and as Amy looked at her, she would lean in...

Debra's hand had moved to her now wet lips. A side effect of her new, raging hunger for sex was that she became extremely wet. At her most excited, she literally dripped like a leaky faucet, and when she came would gush fluids in a way that amazed her. One evening, she'd been riding Stephanie's strap on, sitting astride the younger woman's hips and bucking like a mad woman. As she came, she could feel liquid squirting past the velvety smoothness of the latex cock inside her, soaking the leather harness it was fixed to and flooding her sheets. Now was no exception, and Debra could feel herself leaking onto the bed as she rubbed her clit, exciting herself.

She continued to think about Amy, and what it would be like to make love to her friend. What would she taste like, she wondered? Would she enjoy fucking with a strap on like Stephanie did, or would she prefer the manual use of a dildo? Or, maybe she wouldn't want anything like it, but would prefer just oral sex? Debra quivered with excitement just thinking of the possibilities. Suddenly, she rolled over in the bed and reached beneath it, finding the dildo Stephanie had brought home. Squeezing the center and forcing as much of the gel filling to the ends as possible, Debra slowly inserted one end inside her stretched lips, pushing it as deeply into her as it would go. 

Filled with ten delicious inches of vinyl ecstasy, Debra moaned aloud, and began to speed up her strokes, fucking herself hard and relishing the slurping sounds her soaking wet pussy made as she drove the dildo in and out. She'd done this daily this week, and loved every second of it, and had even tried holding it different ways. Once she'd used a c-clamp from the garage to clamp it to a table, and had backed into it, using the bed to hold herself steady as she drove it inside herself from behind. Another time, she'd knelt and sat on her feet, and used her ankles to hold it up as she rode it, enjoying the feeling not only of riding the thing and getting it so deeply inside her, but of spraying her own feet with cum as she orgasmed; a unique experience, and one she thoroughly enjoyed.

Debra continued fucking herself with the dildo, and even began saying Amy's name...sort of trying it on for size, she thought. She continued to fantasize about her sister, and all the things she could do with her, like sixty-nining her, kissing her on the mouth while fucking her with a strap on, or teaching her to use it on Debra herself, fucking her from behind. As she considered these pleasures and their possible reality, Debra began to furiously fuck herself, raising her hips from the bed as she drove the dildo inside her with both hands, he pussy gushing as she did so. 

Finally, as she envisioned herself on her knees sucking a strap on worn by Amy as her friend learned to fuck her mouth with it, she came explosively, crying out as her muscles clamped down on the dildo as she buried it inside her, riding the wave of her orgasm. As she slowly relaxed her trembling body, panting with exertion and sweating as if she'd run a race, Debra had one thought: she was going to make it happen. She didn't know how, but one way or the other she'd have her sister in her bed as her new lover. But, for now, she had to get busy. Stephanie would be back shortly, and they'd have time to make love once more before she had to leave. In the meantime, Debra had clothes to wash, and things to do. 

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Ray and the family came home, of course, and Debra was surprisingly happy to see them all. She might miss Stephanie's attention, but having mind-blowing sex three or four times a day for a week had put her in an expansive mood, and she was willing to listen to the kids go on and on about the trip, and to talk with Ray about the antics of his parents, particularly Frank (who'd managed to get them all tossed out of a fancy restaurant because he kept badgering the waiter for free bread). After putting the kids to bed, she indulged Ray in sex, giving him what he wanted in a perfunctory way...what she disdainfully thought of as the "quick lick and stick", Ray's only method of love making. He, of course, was happy with it, and had no idea how little she put into it. She didn't even come, but faked it out of sensitivity to his ego. She had no wish to hurt or embarrass Ray, or to un-man him by telling him he didn't satisfy her. She knew that would kill him, and would take that knowledge to her grave. Indifferent lover or not, and annoying or not (and he certainly could be), Debra knew Ray was a good man and a good father, and that he didn't deserve to be mistreated. Oh, she had her flares of temper with him, but that was different. Cheating on him, though, would kill him, and she wouldn't have any part of that...at least, not with another man, which somehow seemed wrong, while sex with another woman did not. As she lay in bed listening to his even breathing as he slept, she was surprised at how strongly she felt about it, given what she was planning to do (and, what she had done, both with Stephanie and Marco, the boy from the A&P she'd had a torrid one-night stand with earlier this year). 

But, Ray's feelings aside, she had to do something for herself. Really, what she was doing actually helped Ray, thought he'd never know it. Being sexually satisfied, as she'd found tonight, made her much more amiable; Ray had even commented about how nice she was, and how they should take more short breaks if they were this good for her. He had no clue, of course, what the real reason for her mood was, but that was okay; he was happy, and if things worked out, she would be too. But how to do it, she mused. How could she approach Amy, and try to seduce her? Amy was her closest friend, and her one ally against Marie. Worse, she was in the family since she'd married Robert. If this blew up, it would ruin everything. She was willing to risk it, though, and was determined to be careful and do it right. Tomorrow, Amy was supposed to come over and catch up. They'd talk then and Debra would see if she could steer the conversation how she wanted to. She had none of Stephanie's confidence, but was pretty sure she could read Amy well enough to do what needed to be done.

The next morning, the kids all went off to school and Ray left for work, leaving Debra alone. She masturbated quickly, laying a towel on the bed underneath her so she wouldn't need to change the sheets again. She thought of Amy, Stephanie, and Marco as she pleasured herself, using her fingers only. Stephanie had graciously left the two-headed dildo she'd bought behind, telling Debra she knew how much she enjoyed it and that they'd get together again soon, anyway. Debra had agreed, secretly please not only to have the thing (though she'd have to hide it away somewhere Ray would never find it) but also that Stephanie still planned on seeing her, and kissed the young teacher passionately as she'd left. 

After making herself come, Debra took a hot shower, and took some time to spruce up. She shaved her legs, under her arms, and her bikini area, leaving only a thin strip of hair above her lips...what Ray always called her "racing stripe". She took great pains to make the area around her pussy as smooth as possible, using a brand-new blade and her best shaving gel, as well as a mirror to get things just right. Just in case things worked out today, she wanted to be ready. 

Later, after a quick breakfast and cup of coffee, she went about the daily routine, washing the clothes the kids and Ray had taken on the trip. Amy was due at 10 or so, and she wanted all the work done. As the hour approached, Debra began to get nervous. Was she sure she should do this? Or was it a mistake? She'd know soon enough, she thought. Sure enough, the doorbell rang and there was Amy. Debra looked at her, gauging her mood (and determining how easy it would be to get her clothes off if it came to it). Amy looked like her normal self; jovial enough, though always with that slightly confused look on her face. As they hugged in a quick greeting, saying hi and how nice it was to see each other, Debra closed the door behind Amy and led her to the couch.

"So, Amy, how was it? I heard Frank put on quite the show," she said, trying to get the talk started about family.

"Oh, it was okay. We missed having you there, Debra, but I can't say I blame you for staying behind. In a way, I wish I could have; Marie can be such a B sometimes!" 

They laughed at this together, both knowing what an understatement that was. 

"Yeah, I know it, believe me. I have to say it was nice not having her around for a week."

"Did you miss Ray and the kids? Ray said you really told him off about the trip," Amy said.

"Did he?" Debra replied, slightly angry at Ray's distortion of events. "Well, it's not true. I wasn't angry about the trip, I just didn't want to go. Ray always gets so bent out of shape if I don't want to do family things, but he's not the one who gets all of Marie's crap all of the time. I just wanted to stay home, and it was my turn to say 'no' for a change, that's all."

"I thought it might be that. I love Ray, you know; he's good to Robert, and me too, but he's so...well, gutless when it comes to his mom. I hope that doesn't offend you," she added anxiously, with that classic Amy look of worry on her face. 

"No, not at all. You're right, of course, and I've said it many times. Ray is such a momma's boy sometimes, and just can't tell her no like he should. I just didn't feel up to it this time," Debra replied, hoping to soothe Amy's fears.

"Oh, well, that's good," Amy replied, looking relieved. "I didn't know for sure why you didn't go. Marie, of course, hinted that you and Ray were having 'trouble'; you know how she is, and how she hints at things. You'd have been proud of Ray, though; he told her off and said 'things' were fine between you two. Even Robert was surprised, and Frank actually told Ray 'Atta boy' for saying it."

"Really?" Debra asked, her feelings teetering between anger at Marie for her insinuations and pleasure that Ray actually took up for her for once. "I'm surprised. I didn't think he had it in him."

"Well, at least she was saying it about you two, and not Robert and me," Amy said, looking sad and a little abashed. 

Debra's antenna perked up a bit at this; was it an opening? Surely not this quickly, and this easily? "What do you mean," she said, with just the right touch of concern in her voice.

"Oh, it's nothing really," Amy said, the look on face giving lie to her words. 

"No, really, Amy, what is it? You're my best friend; you can tell me, and you know I won't say a word," Debra replied, feeling like a heel. What she said was true, though she knew she had other motives than friendship and altruism in mind.

"Well, it's just that Robert and I...well...I don't know how to explain it," Amy replied in classic confused-Amy manner. Debra waited, knowing Amy would get it out if left to her own devices, and gently took her friend's hand in support (wondering in the back of her mind how that hand would feel on her body...)

Amy smiled gratefully at Debra, and gathered her thoughts before continuing. "It's just that Robert, well, isn't very good in bed. Oh, and please don't tell him, okay?" she pleaded, looking anxiously at Debra as if wishing she hadn't spoken. "I don't want to hurt his feelings, it's just that I can't talk to him about it."

"I know just what you mean," Debra said, her heart pounding in her chest. 'My God,' she thought, 'this is going better than I'd hoped. I can't believe this came up so fast!'

"Do you really?" Amy asked. "I thought you and Ray were fine."

"We are," Debra said quickly. "But it took a long time to teach him what to do right," she lied, not wanting to say anything against Ray. Amy didn't always know when to keep her mouth shut, and if she ever mentioned to Robert that Debra had to 'teach' Ray about sex, Ray would surely hear of it, and be crushed and justifiably angry with her...especially since it wasn't true.

"Really?" Amy asked in surprise. "How did you do it?"

"Well," Debra began carefully, thinking that this was like walking through a minefield, "it's just a matter of knowing what you want and how to get your partner to give it to you. It might help if you can tell me what's wrong."

This was dangerous ground, Debra knew. She was asking Amy to divulge her deepest marital secrets under the pretense of helping her; she might do it, but she might also see it as nosy and wonder what Debra was up to. Debra held her breath waiting for Amy's reply.




Everybody Loves Debra: Seducing Amy



"Do you PROMISE not to say anything, Debra," she asked, looking Debra in the eye. 

"Of course, you know I wouldn't say anything," Debra replied, giving Amy's hand a little squeeze. 

"Well, it's just that Robert...oh, how can I say this...Robert doesn't understand...foreplay," Amy said, the last in a barely audible whisper.

"What man does," Debra replied jokingly, while inwardly thinking of Marco. HE'D understood foreplay to perfection. Dismissing him from her mind with an effort (the boy still got to her even after all this time), Debra went on. "It's not something they ever think they need help with, and they're all so damn proud of themselves that they won't ask for help or even crack a book to find out what to do. Men can't understand what women want, because they aren't women."

She added this last knowing it was a risky move. It might turn the conversation towards lesbianism, which is where it needed to go, but it could be too soon. She'd just have to play it out and follow her instincts. Amy was vulnerable right now, she knew, and it was disingenuous of her to take advantage, but if she could share with Amy what she believed she could, it would all be for the best.

"Yeah, I know," Amy said. "I've heard it said before that only a woman can understand another woman, but try telling that to Robert. He's just always in such a hurry in bed, you know? He has the same few moves, all of which take about two minutes to go through, and then he wants to stick it to me. And trust me, it isn't easy. You know how tall Robert is? Well, let's just say it's all in proportion," she said, blushing somewhat. 

"Really?" asked Debra. "How 'in proportion' is he?" 

"Oh, I can't believe I'm telling you this," Amy said fretfully, "but its huge; at least a foot long, and probably three inches across. To tell you the truth, it really hurts, and it limits what we can do."

Inwardly, Debra was envious of Amy for having such an enormous cock at her beck and call. Since she'd been with Stephanie she'd learned the pleasures of size, and knew that she could take a cock that big and thoroughly enjoy it. But, she felt no jealousy about Robert, and no attraction to him...in fact, she was mildly repulsed at the thought of it. He was a good man and all, but not her type at all. Too full of self-doubt and reproach, and too full of his own weird hang ups. How he ever got to be a cop, she would never know. He was a good brother and uncle, but that was it. Still, she needed to say something encouraging, and something that would move things her way.

"A foot? My God, no WONDER you aren't satisfied," she said, feigning surprise. "If he isn't giving you good foreplay and is trying to spear you with something like that, no wonder things are off. Did you ever try telling him what you want?" Debra asked, nervously preparing to make a move.

"Well, no. I don't want to embarrass him. Truth is, I usually just, well, take care of things myself." Amy blushed furiously at this admission, as if she'd just said she molested children or something. She obviously had no idea what Debra had been doing every morning for a week, including not two hours earlier. 

This was the cross roads, though, Debra knew. She could take the conversation somewhere safe, or move it along to another level...one she couldn't back out of safely. She knew what she was going to do, though, before she even said it, surprising herself by saying it so quickly.

"That's nothing to be ashamed of; I do the same thing, you know?"

There. It was out. No Amy knew Debra was masturbating; what would she do now? Debra was almost sweating with tension; this was like a cat and mouse game, and a high stakes one at that.

Amy looked at Debra with profound relief. "Really? You do it, too? Oh, wow," she said, sighing in relief, "I thought it was just me! I always thought when you were married, you didn't do that sort of thing. I feel guilty every time I do it...and just lately, it's been a LOT," she added, with just the hint of a conspiratorial smile on her face.

Debra was feeling flushed. This was going better than ever she thought it would. Not only was Amy coming to her with her sex life worries, she admitted to satisfying herself. 'One more step,' Debra thought to herself. 'One more step, and she's mine.'

"Join the crowd," Debra replied, again squeezing Amy's hand. "I do it pretty often myself; almost every day, actually. It's nothing to be ashamed of. We all do it, it's just that some of us need it more than others."

"Really?" Amy asked, looking at Debra in renewed surprise. "I do, too! I used to not have to, but lately it seems like I need to more and more. Oh, I just can't believe I'm even talking about this. It's such a relief to have you to talk to, Debra; you're always the one who understands me and makes me feel relaxed. Why can't men do that?"

'Oh, hell, here we go,' Debra thought. "Amy," she said, taking both of her hands into her own and turning towards her, "you know I'm your friend and am always here to support you. I'm glad you feel relaxed with me, because I do with you, too. We'll always be friends, as long as you want to be, and I cherish the time I spend with you. You can tell me anything, okay? I promise." 

As she said this last, she pulled Amy into a gentle hug, holding her close and stroking her back gently. She could feel Amy's warm cheek on her own, and knew this was the moment. She could let go and no harm done. If she did what she wanted to do, though, she could irreparably harm their relationship, costing her the best friend she had and potentially ruining her entire family. Then again, if she succeeded, she would strengthen that friendship a hundred fold, and gain a new lover to share her passions with, a lover no one would ever suspect or question. Without thinking, Debra acted. She kissed Amy on the cheek softly, and pulled back just a bit to smile at her, looking her in the eyes. Amy smiled back, her eyes slightly wet with tears, and Debra looked in her eyes, trying to communicate what she felt with no words. Amy looked back, and Debra saw confusion there, but not rejection, and she slowly leaned in towards Amy's mouth. Their lips met, and Debra didn't push it; she simply kissed Amy gently, but not in a way that left any doubt as to what she wanted. She put everything she felt into that one soft, sweet kiss, and waited for what seemed an eternity for a response.

Just as she was thinking she'd made a mistake, that it had all gone wrong, and was wondering how to cover, Amy kissed her back. She took Debra's head in her left hand, holding to her own, and moaned softly against her friend's lips. Debra deepened the kiss, planting her lips firmly on Amy's while gently slipping her tongue from her lips. Amy's own tongue met hers, and the gently probed one another before finally pulling apart.

Amy looked in wonder at Debra, finally seeing that this not only wasn't an accident, but that it wasn't something Debra was new to. 

"Debra, what's going on?" she asked. "What have you been doing?"

"Nothing that I don't want to share with you," Debra said, stroking Amy's cheek with her hand. "The truth is, Amy, I've been shown something really wonderful and it's something I want to share with you. From what you've told me, I think it would be good for you, too. I won't force you, though, and if you don't want to try, we can forget it. It's really up to you," she finished, her heart stopped in her chest as she waited for an answer. She couldn't bear the thought of rejection now; it had gone too far, and she was just realizing how much she wanted this, and needed it. 

"I...I don't know what to say," Amy stuttered, clearly flustered. "I...how long have you...why me?" she managed to get out, looking in wonder at Debra, as if she was seeing her for the first time.

"I've only been doing this for a short time," Debra replied, not quite ready to reveal who her lover had been. "But it's something that I needed, and it feels right. As for why you, who else? You're my closest friend, and I love you; who else would I want to share this with? You have no idea how wonderful it can be, and I'd love to show you what I mean."

"But Debra," she said "I'm...well, I'm not..." Amy said, trying to get the words out.

"Not a lesbian?" Debra finished for her. Smiling slightly, she said "I'm not one, either...not completely. I just found that sometimes a woman's touch is what a woman needs, especially when the man she loves can't satisfy her."

"Does Ray know?" Amy asked.

"Oh, no!" Debra said quickly. "I wouldn't tell Ray for the world. It would really hurt him to know he can't satisfy me. Yes," she said resignedly, seeing the question on Amy's face, "I lied. For once, Marie is right. Ray doesn't know it, of course, but sex with us has been really off. I wouldn't tell him that, though, not for anything...you have to believe that," she said seriously. "Besides," she added only half-jokingly, "if he knew he'd probably want to watch."

"So you have sex with other women to satisfy yourself? What about a man? I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm not saying you should go out and find a man to have an affair with," Amy said, "but why a woman?"

"It's not something I can explain with words, really," Debra said. "It's just that, well, sex with another man seems more like cheating; when it's with another woman, it just feels more acceptable. I guess because Ray's a man, it feels more...fair...when it's a woman I'm with, because it isn't some kind of competition. I know that doesn't make much sense, but it's true."

"Debra, I'm not sure about how to feel about this. I always wondered what it would be like...you know, with another woman. But I never seriously thought about. On the other hand, though, if I was going to try it, I'd want it to be with you. You're my best friend," Amy said, before adding in a whisper "and you're so beautiful, too. I've always thought you were, and was always a little envious of how you never seem to age."

"Thanks," Debra said, a little embarrassed by the praise and ashamed of Amy's honesty. "You know, you still look really good, too; your body looks great, especially. You still working out?"

"Yes, with Robert," Amy said. "He runs every day, you know, and sometimes he takes me with him, and he always has me do sit ups and push ups with him."

"Well, it's working," Debra said with heart-felt honesty. "You really do look great."

Amy smiled in thanks, and they sat for a moment not speaking. Debra wasn't sure what to do. Amy didn't seem likely to reject her, but she didn't seem to really want her, either. The last thing Debra wanted was for Amy to let Debra make love to her, but not enjoy it. That would be worse than rejection. Debra suddenly decided that maybe the best course was just to tell the truth.

"Amy, I want you. I guess you know that already, but I don't want to do anything you're not ready for or don't want any part of. Please, just tell me what you want me to do, and I'll do it. Okay?"

Amy looked at Debra and smiled, and said "I think I want you too, Debra. Just please take it easy with me, and if I say don't do something..."

"Oh, no problem there," Debra interrupted quickly. "I felt the same way my first time, too, and I promise to take it slow. But Amy, I need to know; do you really want this, or are you just going alone because I want it? I want you to want it as much as I do; otherwise, you really aren't ready."

"Maybe this well help answer your question," Amy replied, leaning forward and taking Debra's head in her hands. She kissed Debra, and pressed her mouth forcefully onto hers, driving her tongue past her lips and deep, deep into Debra's mouth. As she kissed Debra, Amy moved forwards, pressing her body against Debra's, and running her hands down the front of Debra's shirt, hands cupping her breasts and moaning in pleasure. 

Debra rallied back gamely, kissing Amy with equal fervor, pulling the blonde closer to her raising her shirt slightly so that she could run her hands along the smooth, warm skin of her back. She was briefly amazed at how smooth Amy's skin was; it felt no different than Stephanie's had, and Debra was a bit surprised, though pleasantly so. It occurred to her then that after all these years, Debra had never seen Amy naked. She'd seen her in a bathing suit, of course, but never totally naked. Shivering with anticipation, Debra lifted the shirt over Amy's head, dropping it perfunctorily on the floor as her hands moved over Amy's body. 

Debra put her right hand to Amy's head, gripping her hair gently and pulling her head back, exposing the soft, milky white skin of her throat. She nuzzled her there, nibbling and kissing her softly as she took her left hand and cupped Amy's bra-encased breast. Amy moaned softly, and pulled Debra's head to her throat. Debra slipped the right cup of Amy's bra down, exposing her breast as she kissed down her neck to her chest. To her very pleasant surprise, Amy's breasts -- while much smaller than her own -- were still quite perky, with small, pointed nipples...nipples that were currently rock-hard. Debra cupped Amy's breast in her hand as she kissed the swell of it, enjoying the anticipation. Slowly, she kissed lower, and was surprised to see that Amy had put her hand between her legs, and was rubbing herself through her jeans. Debra softly kissed the exposed nipple, and Amy gasped aloud, clutching at Debra's head as she held her closer. Debra slowly took the nipple into her mouth, sucking it as she held it between her teeth, and flicking it with her tongue. Amy continued to moan aloud, and squirmed in her seat as she did. She unsnapped her jeans, and with Debra's help, pulled them to the ground, where they lay around her feet. 

Amy was wearing a pair of purple bikini panties; nothing too racy, but nothing as conservative as Debra would have expected. She ran her hand up Amy's leg, noting how smooth it was (Debra wasn't the only person who'd shaved that morning) and moving it up to her panties. Amy instinctively spread her legs, still holding Debra's head to her breast in a death grip. Debra ran her hand over Amy's silk-covered mound, and was astonished at how hot it was. Amy was burning up, and Debra knew from her own experience that only extreme sexual desire could get a woman so hot as that, and she intended to take full advantage of it. 

Slipping her hand down the front of Amy's panties, Debra encountered the wetness there, and found that Amy was soaking wet. And, also to Debra's delight, Amy was completely smooth-shaven. There was not even the tell-tale stubble of a razor; it was as if she was completely hair free and always had been. "Mmmmm, so smooth," she said, in between licking Amy's nipple. "Very nice."

"Mmmm," Amy replied. "It's something I did for Robert; I had laser hair removal. It cost me a bundle, but it was worth it. I hope you like it as much as he did," Amy replied vaguely, her eyes still closed in ecstasy as Debra caressed her swollen, wet lips.

Unable to contain herself, Debra dropped to her knees in front of Amy and, lifting the blonde's hips from the couch, slipped her panties down to her feet. Stopping just long enough to pull her shoes off, Debra whisked Amy's pants and panties off, leaving her totally naked from the waist down. She was high on her knees, and pulled Amy into a sitting position on the edge of the couch, kissing her full on the mouth as she moved her hands to her bra clasp, unsnapping it and dropping it over the back of the couch. Amy held Debra close, kissing her back with increasing urgency. "Oh, God, Debra, make me come, honey, you've got me so hot..."

Debra lowered herself so that she was sitting on her calves, and pulled Amy closer to the edge of the couch. She spread her friend's legs, so that her ass was hanging just over the edge, one leg draped over the arm of the couch and the other cocked up with her foot on the middle pillow, her wet lips delightfully exposed. Debra kissed the smooth skin inside Amy's inner thighs, had hands stroking her hips and legs as she moved upwards. Amy was quivering with desire, her hands rubbing her breasts as she panted lightly. Just as Debra was nearing her wet sex, she stopped her. "Debra, wait, please, just wait one second," she panted, holding Debra away. Puzzled, Debra stopped and asked with no small concern what was wrong. Had she overplayed her hand? Oh, God, she hoped not...Amy wasn't the only one dripping wet right now, and she really couldn't bear to stop at this point.

"What is it, Amy?" she asked. "Is something wrong?"

"No, no, nothing," Amy replied huskily. "I just want...well, I want you naked, too. I want to see your naked body between my legs," she blurted out, her voice a mix of embarrassment and desire. 

Sighing with relief, Debra immediately stripped her shirt off, and was just beginning to unclasp her bra when she looked at Amy. "Want to do the honors?" she asked. 

"Oh, please, yes," Amy replied, sitting up and unsnapping Debra's bra. She looked in appreciation at Debra's breasts, and tentatively reached up to touch them. Debra moaned in appreciation, placing her hands over Amy's and guiding her motions, rubbing Debra's heavy breasts in circles, kneading them together. As Amy continued to stroke and rub her aching breasts, Debra unsnapped her jeans, and clumsily shoved them and her thong underwear down to her knees, kicking off her shoes as she did and eventually working her way out of her pants. They kissed again, holding each other close, each relishing the feel of the other's naked body pressed against their own. Debra pushed Amy back into position on the couch, again spreading her legs wide and pulling her to the edge before putting her mouth back to her thigh again. 

Picking up where she left off, Debra traced hot, languorous kisses up Amy's inner thigh. She as she neared her friend's hot, wet lips, Debra nibbled the area where her leg joined her pelvis, licking the little hollow under the tendon there. As she did, she could feel the wetness from Amy's lips against her cheek, and simply couldn't wait anymore. She moved her hot mouth over Amy's lips, first with soft kisses, before working up to hot, lingering ones, pushing her tongue into Amy's wet pussy, her nose rubbing against her swollen clit. Amy cried out as a spasm of pleasure wracked her body, her hands flying to Debra's head. "Oh, my God," she cried out, her hips instinctively bucking against Debra's mouth. Debra slurped and licked at Amy's pussy, amazed at how wet it was, and reveling in the baby-soft smoothness of her skin. In some part of her mind she thought to herself that she'd have to get this laser treatment too; it was definitely worth it. 

Debra worked her tongue up and down Amy's wet lips, alternately flicking it over her clit and swirling it inside her, pushing it as far into her as she could go, bobbing her head and tongue-fucking her. Amy loved it; she'd never felt anything so wonderful, and all thoughts of Robert disappeared. She was completely focused on the mouth and tongue loving her body, and the rapidly approaching orgasm she knew wasn't far away...and orgasm she knew that would dwarf anything she'd felt before.

Debra could sense Amy's approaching climax, and desperately wanted to taste her friend's come. She knew what to do to maximize it, and as Amy began to shake and her muscles contract around Debra's invading tongue, Debra reached up to Amy's breasts and took her nipples in her hand, squeezing them firmly, just to the point of causing pain as she took Amy's clit in her mouth, biting it gently. As she'd predicted, Amy screamed out in pleasure as her orgasm hit her like a hammer-blow. She flooded Debra's chin with her wetness, as it flowed from her, running down her lover's neck and coating her chest. She came quickly, once, twice and a third time, each so close together as to be nearly indistinguishable. Her hands was locked like claws in Debra's hair, and Debra was pretty sure that when Amy let go, she'd have pulled some of her hair out. No matter, though, she thought. This was what she'd wanted, and it was going better than she'd dreamed possible. 




Everybody Loves Debra: Seducing Amy



Amy's orgasms finally ground to a halt, and Debra gently and softly kissed her wet lips, licking her clean and nuzzling her nose into her sister's wet lips. Amy tasted clean, Debra thought, almost like water; she had no real taste at all, and that was a change from Stephanie, who tasted vaguely of roses. Debra placed one last lingering kiss against Amy's lips before resting her head on the exhausted woman's thigh, looking up at her face. Amy looked utterly spent, but also completely satisfied, and, more importantly to Debra, completely comfortable. 

"So," she asked, kissing Amy's thigh softly, "how was that?"

"Oh, Debra," Amy said, her voice shaking. "That was amazing, honey, truly amazing. I had no idea it could be like that." Amy sat up, and Debra climbed onto her lap, straddling her and taking her head in her hands. 

She looked Amy in the face, and said "I know just how you feel. It was like that for me, too. And you want to know the best part?" Amy silently nodded, her eyes locked lovingly onto Debra's. "It just keeps getting better," Debra whispered. "It always does, really, especially as you learn what your lover wants." 

Amy was stunned to think anything could be better than what she'd just experienced. But, there was no lie or exaggeration in Debra's eyes, and she believed her. And, to her surprise, she found that she was bursting to experience more and see for herself.

In that second, years of anxiety and uncertainty fell from Amy like so many leaves from a dying tree. She'd never been sure of herself sexually, and had in fact once believed she was actually a lesbian. But, her parents would disown her had she ever mentioned it. They were good people, but had repressive views...doubtless a big part of why she was so reticent about sex. Now, however, thanks to Debra's actions, she felt like a woman for the first time; she felt reborn. No more did she feel that she was unattractive or that she had no real need or desire for sex. She'd lied to Debra about what she did to herself at home; the fact was, she'd tried but had never been able to really enjoy it, because she felt guilty about it. Now, though, her guilt had dissolved like a sugar pill in a glass of water. 

She looked Debra in the eyes, and whispered a heart felt word of thanks to her friend. Debra could see the passion and gratitude there, and was sure at last that she'd made the right choice. "It was my pleasure...believe me, it was," she replied gently, kissing Amy's brow and holding her head to her breasts, stroking her hair.

Amy relished the feeling of Debra's soft, warm breasts for a moment, then pulled away. She stroked Debra's arms, and said with a confidence that she felt for the first time "Well, it's my turn now. I've never done this, so do you have some pointers?"

Debra felt a bloom of excitement in her belly. She wasn't sure that Amy would be ready to reciprocate oral sex yet; she'd hoped so, of course, but it was a big step. But she knew the answer to Amy's question, because it was what her own first lesbian love had told her. "Amy, all you have to do is what you'd like done to you. That's the great thing about loving another woman; you know what she wants, because it's what YOU want." 

Amy nodded, and Debra slipped from her lap, kneeling forward with her arms resting on the back of the couch, her knees just on the edge with her ass hanging out over the seat. Amy dropped to the floor behind her, gazing in admiration at Debra's firm, round ass and thighs. Debra's body was much different than hers; fuller, somehow, and curvier. Where Amy was more athletic and trim, Debra was more sensual, with fuller breasts and strong, curvaceous legs. Amy ran her hands across Debra's ass, encouraged by the moans of satisfaction and pleasure she heard from her friend. She also noticed that Debra was soaking wet, wetter than she'd been herself. She was, in fact, leaking her wetness so that her thighs were already coated; she wouldn't be surprised to see her drip in moment. 

She ran her hands over the soft, full mounds of Debra's cheeks, lightly scratching her nails along them, leaving faint red furrows as she did. Debra purred in appreciation, arching her back and wiggling her hips in invitation. Amy kissed the backs of Debra's legs, enjoying the sensation of being in control; she knew Debra was letting her take her time and do this her way, and she was not only grateful but also determined to give as good as she got. She kissed up the red head's thighs, noting the slightly salty taste of her sweat, and moved up to her ass. She kissed all around Debra's cheeks, licking and nipping them, enjoying the anticipation. As she licked around her she couldn't help but notice that Debra's anus looked a bit, well, odd. Amy's own was nearly watertight; it was small and puckered, and she doubted a pencil would fit in it. Debra's, however, looked oddly stretched; just kneeling like this with her knees apart and ass high in the air had it open a good bit, enough for a finger to slip in it with ease. As she moved towards Debra's wet lips, Amy wondered just what her friend had been doing "back there," and for how long she'd been doing it.

Amy remembered Debra's admonition to do what she liked, so she rolled her tongue and made it into a point, and slowly ran it up and down each of Debra's swollen and soaking lips. She could hear Debra's groans of appreciation, and worked faster, now using her tongue in a point, and then flatting it out to lick her entire, wet sex, from her clit to just below her ass. She flicked her tongue over her clit, and then took it between her lips, sucking it, and was rewarded with a cry of pleasure from Debra. "Oh, yes, that's right, Amy, just keep doing that, honey," she said dreamily, clearly enjoying what Amy was doing. Emboldened by Debra's praise, Amy took her hands and, placing them on Debra's ass, used her thumbs to spread Debra's wet lips apart, exposing her pink canal to Amy's touch. It was lovely, Amy thought; a bright pink, though now covered in cream as Debra's excitement grew. Amy plunged her tongue into her friend's wet hole, loving the taste of her and the feel of her muscles as they contracted on her tongue. She made her tongue into a point again, sticking it out as far as she could and burying it deep inside Debra. One thing Amy could do that Debra couldn't was to stick her tongue out further than normal; she wasn't Gene Simmons by an stretch, but she could put her tongue further inside Debra than most any other woman, and Debra was thrilled to learn this fact as she felt Amy fucking her with her tongue. Amy bobbed her head back and forth, slipping her tongue in and out of Debra's wet opening and listening to the sounds of Debra's pleasure. Unable to help herself, Debra took her hand and put it between her legs, rubbing her dripping clip furiously as Amy tongue fucked her. She loved the feel of Amy's tongue inside her like this, as well as how her hands felt on her ass, and how her nose would bump into her asshole when she went a bit deeper with her tongue. Debra started to shake, and as she rolled her clit with her hands, she cried out that she was coming, and for Amy not to stop.

Amy gripped Debra tighter and, forcing her mouth onto her friend's pussy as hard as she could, opened her mouth wide. She covered Debra's wet sex with her mouth and forced her tongue as far in as she could, until it felt like it might be torn out. Her nose was in Debra's ass, and as Debra came, screaming her name in pleasure, she felt her mouth fill with her wetness. It ran down her throat, and out of her mouth over her chin, coating her cheeks and running down her neck and chest, over her stomach and finally mingling with her own from when Debra had made her come before. It was incredibly erotic to think of their juices mingling like that, and she continued to hold on until Debra stopped shaking.

Debra was stunned at how skillfully Amy had made love to her this first time, and hoped she wasn't put off by how her body reacted. She'd felt how her wetness had poured from her body; her own hand was as soaked as if she'd dipped it in water. Panting and shaking from her orgasm, she turned over and dropped to her knees in front of Amy, looking into her eyes for a sign of her feelings about this. Would she be excited? Or, maybe embarrassed and ashamed? Debra needed to know. As she knelt in front of her friend, she saw her anew. Amy still looked like Amy, but now had lost that perpetually confused look she always had; she looked confident, Debra thought, and it suited her. But also, Debra noticed (much to her satisfaction and relief) that Amy looked content and excited, with no hint of regret. On the contrary, she looked like someone who'd just discovered some new and exciting thing they'd never heard of but that answered all their problems, and who was eager to try out all it's features. She was also, Debra noticed in chagrin, covered in wetness; her face was awash with Debra's juices, and it looked as if Debra had come all over her friend's body. She realized it must have simply flowed from Amy's mouth down her chin, but my God, she thought, what a mess.

"Let's clean you up a bit," she said, leaning forward and kissing Amy, working around her sweet face and licking her clean. Debra loved the taste of herself, and knew it was a great turn on for any lover to see their partner taste their own come. Amy closed her eyes and smiled, and groaned lightly in pleasure as Debra kissed her. But, as she moved lower, Amy stopped her. "What's wrong, Amy?" Debra asked.

"Nothing, but just leave that for now. I kind of like how it feels," she added, blushing crimson. 

"That's fine, honey," Debra said soothingly. "I like it that way, too; I love to be wet, and I love to have my lover's come on my body." She was surprised she'd admit this so openly, but why not? It was true, and Amy obviously agreed.

"Would you like to go somewhere more comfortable, Amy?" Debra asked. "The couch is great to sit on, but I think we have more to do...and the bed might be a better place for it," she added reaching out to caress Amy's cheek with her hand. 

Amy took held Debra's hand to her face, turning to kiss it softly as she did. "The bedroom sounds great, Debra," she whispered, rising up from the floor and taking Debra's hand. The two women walked to the stairs, their arms around each other's waists, and slowly headed up to the bedroom. Debra's mind was awhirl. She hadn't expected this to happen so quickly, and could only assume that somehow, some way, Amy had been wanting this herself, and for some time. But whatever it was, she felt like she could skip for joy. Not only did she still have her best friend, but she was turning out to be a sensational lover, and one she could readily access. Debra couldn't remember the last time she'd felt this ecstatic, if ever. As they reached the bedroom, she turned to Amy and grasped her in a hug, holding her tightly and smiling with her eyes closed, enjoying the feel of her friend in her arms. 

"Amy, I just don't know what to say," Debra started, unable to finish. She was starting to cry out of sheer happiness, and her eyes were wet. Amy just looked at her and smiled in her usual, sweet Amy smile, and said "I know, I know. I feel the same way, like I just won the lottery and made a new best friend, all rolled in to one. Sound about right?" she added.

"Yes, exactly," Debra replied, wiping her eyes and nodding like a child. "That's just right. Oh, I needed this so badly, and was so afraid to say anything...you just don't know how much this means to me, Amy, you really don't."

"I do, though, Debra, I do" Amy replied, taking Debra's hands in her own. "I told you Robert wasn't satisfying me; the truth is, he never really has. No man has. In the past few months I got to thinking maybe I wasn't supposed to be with a man. And when I thought about that, I thought about you. I wondered what YOU were like in bed, and whether you ever had the same thoughts or doubts. I've always thought you were so beautiful, Debra, but was never jealous of you. And I love you so much; you're closer than anyone in my family ever was. When I realized that, and thought about how beautiful you are, it just seemed like something that could be, well, right. I didn't really know how to say anything though, and was sure you'd never feel the same. You and Ray always seem so happy," she added.

"Me and Ray? Happy?" Debra said archly, looking at Amy skeptically. "You're talking about MY Ray, right? Where have you been?"

They both laughed a little at that, and Amy conceded the point; Ray and Debra had some classic fights, no doubt about it. 

"I know you too argue, of course, and sometimes really have it out. But you still stay together, and you never seem to me to have any REAL trouble. And, I know how you feel about Ray. I know he can be an insensitive idiot sometimes, and that he doesn't get you about 99% of the time, but he still loves you, and I know you love him, too. And that's okay; I'm not jealous," she said with total sincerity, looking directly into Debra's eyes as she said it. "I'm really not. I just want this, though, for us. I don't expect you to abandon Ray or quit having sex with him; I just want to know you'll be there for me, too."

"Oh, Amy, of course I will be. I wouldn't trade this for anything! Believe me, I need this as much as you do, maybe even more. But you're right about Ray; annoying as he is, I really do love him very much. He's a sweet man deep down, just a little spoiled by his mother. But I know in my heart of hearts that he'd do anything for me, including dying for me if he had to. You really can't complain about that, can you?"

"No, you can't," Amy said. "You've got a good man, Debra. And now, I hope you think you've got a good woman, too."

"Oh, no doubt about it," Debra replied, taking Amy in her arms again, and running her hands down her back to her pert ass. "I've got a GREAT woman here, and I'm going to enjoy her as much as I can, starting right now." With that, she kissed Amy again, long and deep, their tongues caressing each other as they ran their hands over each other's bodies. They moved to the bed, laying down side by side, facing each other. Amy clung to Debra, her hands on the pliant flesh of Debra's gorgeous ass, holding her close as they continued to gently kiss each other. She had an idea and was both eager and scared to try it, because she wasn't sure whether or not Debra would like it. But, she still recalled that stretched, open look that Debra's asshole had shown, and suspected she might really like what she was going to do.

Getting to her knees, she maneuvered Debra to the middle of the bed on her back. Debra went along, enjoying not only Amy's touch and kisses, but also the fact that she was starting to exert some control; to drive the bus, as it were. She would go along willingly, not only because she was genuinely curious to see what her friend was up to, but also because she had a feeling that she'd like it, whatever it was. 

As she got Debra where she wanted her, Amy grabbed up the pillows from the bed and placed to of them under Debra's ass, raising her up off the bed. She knelt in between her legs, looking down at Debra's swollen, still glistening wet pussy, and ran her hands up and down the red head's lovely thighs. Then, she pushed Debra's legs up, bringing her knees to her chest. "Hold them there, Debra, as high as you can," she said, scooting back and lowering herself down on to her arms. Debra complied, her hands locked together behind her knees, has pussy and ass deliciously exposed and open to Amy's glance...and, hopefully, touch.

Amy kissed the backs of Debra's thighs again, working her way in towards her pussy. She shouldn't rush this, she thought to herself, but it was going to be hard not to. Ironic, given that she had been the one to plead with Debra not to rush it. But, that was when she wasn't sure how this would feel; now, she knew how it felt, and it was not only wonderful, but right. She continued to kiss down Debra's inner thigh, and finally planted a soft, warm kiss on her open lips. Debra shuddered with pleasure, feeling Amy's slightly parted mouth on her wet pussy, and her tongue just behind them. "Mmmmm, Debra, I love to taste you," Amy whispered, licking the length of Debra's wet slit. "It's so good, and so wet."

Debra groaned softly in response; she was getting desperate for Amy to make her come again, and would soon be reduced to begging her as she had begged Stephanie so many times this past week, often on her knees like a shameless slut. Had she thought she was going to be in control here? Clearly Amy had ideas of her own. And, it was becoming increasingly clear to Debra that her body and her desires were stronger than her inhibitions and pride; she needed to come, and would do anything to make it happen. She might feel humiliated later, but right now, she was prepared to plead and beg to get what she needed and didn't care what she said or promised, as long as she got it.

Amy judged that Debra was ready for what she wanted to try; her sister was panting and moaning softly, as Amy did herself when about to come. It seemed Debra was right, when she said she needed a woman's touch; no way she could get this excited this quickly if she didn't. 'Well, time to give her what she wants,' Amy thought, licking down Debra's wet lips to the little ribbon of flesh between her pussy and anus, kissing it softly, then covering Debra's asshole with her mouth.

Debra gasped in surprise. Even Stephanie hadn't done this on their first encounter! Debra had only recently learned of the possible pleasures of anal sex, first from the incredible fucking that Marco had given her, and later from the variety of ways Stephanie had of pleasing her there; fingers, tongue, and several toys. Just yesterday she had even let Stephanie fuck her there, using their favorite strap-on, and had enjoyed it immensely. She had hoped to work up to this with Amy, but had never dared hope that it would happen today, or that Amy of all people would be the one to initiate it.

Amy licked the rim of Debra's asshole, flickering her tongue over it, before rolling her tongue and plunging it into Debra's ass. It was easy, Amy discovered; Debra's ass was nowhere near as tight as she would have thought, especially not with her legs up like this. She put he hands on her friend's ass cheeks, nails gripping slightly as she forced her tongue deeper into her, twirling it around. She loved the sensations she was feeling; the soft, slick feel of Debra's rectum on her tongue, the feel of her wet lips on her nose (which was buried in Debra's pussy as she drove her tongue inside her), the slightly acrid, peaty taste of her ass...it was all fantastic, and she moaned in pleasure as she jammed her jaws against Debra's ass, trying vainly to force her tongue even further inside her. 

Debra was ready to explode. Amy's tongue was a good two inches into her ass; Stephanie hadn't even managed an inch, and certainly couldn't swirl it around like this. She'd done something similar with her finger, true, but this, this was incredible! Amy's mouth was pressed so tightly to her ass that she could feel her teeth; there would be marks for certain, but she didn't care. She cried out in ecstasy, moaning loudly and telling Amy not to stop, to keep licking her ass, that she was going to come.

Amy gamely responded, placing her feet on the foot board of the bed and pressing herself forward, driving her tongue that much further into her sisters asshole. Once again, she felt like her tongue would soon come out by the roots, but didn't care; she only cared about pleasing the woman laying here, and giving her what she needed...and this was it. She pulled her tongue out, and drove it back in as she turned her head slightly, cork-screwing it deep into Debra's ass. She immediately felt Debra go rigid, and knew she was seconds from coming. Driving her tongue in and out as fast as she could, she willed Debra to come, wanting to feel her body explode in pleasure, and to see her gush her wetness as she had before.




Everybody Loves Debra:Teacher's Pet



Six months. It had been six months since Debra's shameful but oh-so exciting affair with Marco, a 19 year old Italian exchange student with a summer job at the local A&P. Debra still flushed at the memory of that night, and how she'd given herself with such reckless abandon to the young man, doing things with him she'd never done before or even considered doing. He'd awoken a flame in her that she'd forgotten she had (if, indeed, she'd ever been aware of it at all), arousing her to such a fantastic degree that she'd even let him come in her, with no protection, even though she wasn't on the pill. 

The next morning she'd read the letter he left her, explaining why he'd come to her the way he had and that he was leaving for school, never to see her again. At the time, she'd been glad; she appreciated what he'd done and would never forget that night, but didn't need the complications of a young lover. She'd re-committed herself to Ray, and had tried over the period since to get him to see in her what Marco had. 

It hadn't worked.

Ray was still Ray. Oh, he was a good man, of course; a good father, a good provider, and she knew he loved her deeply. But he was still too much of a momma's boy to really "get" her the way Marco had. Part of the problem, she thought, was that he knew her (or thought he did) and would never dare try some of the things Marco had. And she wasn't about to ask him to. She'd given hints galore, but he still continued on with sex in the same old way, and she was tired of trying to get through to him. Sighing resignedly to herself, she figured this was just how it was going to have to be. 

It was the end of a long, cold February in New York, and Ray had plans to take the kids off to visit some family of his in Pennsylvania. Everyone was going, even Robert, Frank and Marie. Debra wasn't particularly looking forward to it. It was tough enough living across the street from Ray's family, but traveling with them was a different story. Still, she had a few weeks before the trip to get used to the idea; maybe she'd even enjoy it. For now, though, there were the usual chores to be done. She had laundry piling up, cleaning to do, and errands for the kids. Grimacing to herself slightly, she remembered that she had a meeting with Allie's new teacher today, too. She didn't know what it was for; she'd just gotten one of those wretched school form letters one day saying she was requested to come and meet with Mrs. Thompson at noon today. That was the kids lunch period, which let the teacher meet the parent without interrupting class. 

'Great for her,' Debra thought. 'I mess up my schedule so she doesn't have to mess up hers, the old bat.' Debra knew this was an unfair thought. She hadn't even met the new teacher yet, and had no reason to think ill of her. It was just frustrating; it always seemed like it was her job to be inconvenienced, and she was sick of it.

Debra arrived at the school on time, and walked into the front office.

"Hello, how can I help you?" asked the little grey haired lady at the front desk. Debra thought she must have worked there since George Washington went to school here; she looked like a permanent fixture.

"Hi, I'm Debra Barone, Allie's mother. I'm here to see her teacher, a Mrs. Thompson?"

"Actually, dear," the old lady piped up with a look of disapproval, "it's MISS Thompson. I'll call her and let her know you're here, if you'll just have a seat over there" she finished, pointing to the small collection of chairs and a couch that passed for the waiting room.

Holding back a sharp retort, Debra signed the visitor's log, stabbing the pen back into the holder rather more sharply than necessary before flouncing down on the couch, her arms crossed in angry defiance. God, what WAS it with people? Did the old bitch really need to correct her like that? Must just come naturally to people working in schools, she thought. They just have to correct everyone.

She flipped idly through the pages of a magazine, without even paying attention to what it was. Then a voice said from the door, "Mrs. Barone? Hi, I'm Stephanie Thompson, Allie's new teacher." Debra looked up in surprise at the young, sweet sounding voice in surprise. For some reason, she'd assumed Allie's new teacher would be of a more mature age, somewhere between sixty and oh, say, a hundred. Ms. Thompson, however, was young; younger than Debra, at any rate. She looked to be no more than 25 or so, and had dark black hair pulled back into a pony tail. She was about Debra's height, and very trim, with the body of an athlete. She was wearing a pair of khaki slacks that showed off her figure nicely, and a light blue sweater that went well with her eyes, which were a dark, dark blue.

Debra stood and shook Ms. Thompsons hand. She couldn't help but notice how smooth they were, and was slightly embarrassed to remember she hadn't used any of her traditional hand cream today. "Hi, I'm Debra. Nice to meet you finally! We really should have come down earlier, but it's been really busy," she said, feeling like the worst parent in the world. Why hadn't she and Ray come down to see Allie's new teacher? She couldn't remember why, but it had never really seemed important.

"Oh, that's no problem at all, Mrs. Barone," said Ms. Thompson, gesturing for Debra to come along with her to the class. "That's one reason I sent home a meeting request; I want to meet all the parents of my students, and it's hard to get everyone here. And, while we're at it, please just call me Stephanie."

"Okay, thanks, Stephanie, and you can call me Debra," she replied, feeling a little better. Some people were naturally good at putting a person at ease, and Stephanie Thompson seemed like one of them.

As they strolled down the hall, Debra asked "Is there anything in particular you wanted to discuss?"

Opening the door to her classroom, Stephanie ushered Debra in and gestured for her to sit by her desk in an adult-sized chair obviously carried in for that purpose. 'Thoughtful of her,' Debra said to herself. 'I like this lady.'

"Well, Debra," said Stephanie, "the biggest reason I've asked to see you has to do with Allie's socializing. Now, she's not misbehaving!" Stephanie said quickly as Debra started to speak in obvious surprise. "Far from it. No, the problem is that she's a little bit too passive for her own good. She won't tell me when she needs help, or ask for it. She won't stick up for herself, either; if someone does something to her she doesn't like, she just takes it. I'm a bit worried about that, because as you know she'll start middle school next year, and it's a lot tougher on kids who can't show some spirit."

"Well, Stehpanie, I'm glad you told me this" Debra said with real concern. "I never knew this was happening; why haven't we been told before? Is this something new?"

Looking slightly sheepish, Stephanie replied. "I don't wish to say anything discourteous about my predecessor, Debra," she started slowly. "But Mrs. Brown's idea of good behavior was basically not getting in trouble. As long as Allie didn't cause problems, that's all she really noticed. Me, I try to look after them a bit more and see ALL their behavior. I tried to talk to Allie about it, but she's not responding like I'd hoped."

"What can we do to help her?" Debra asked, again with obvious concern. She might have some disappointments of her own to deal with, but she always tried her best to help the kids when they really needed it, and this sounded serious ('and a bit familiar, too, doesn't it?') she thought dimly to herself.

"You can talk to her, and try a little roll-play. Put her in an imaginary situation, where you try to take something from her, or make her do something she doesn't want to. Then help her with good responses; firm, without being belligerent. Praise her when she gets it right, promise to be on her side, and just support her. With both of us telling her it's okay to say 'no,' she should come along a bit better."

Debra was really quite impressed. This Stephanie seemed like the kind of teacher who really cared for her charges, and that was something Debra valued in a teacher. "Is there anything else we can do?" she asked.

"Well, Debra, I'm curious if you can tell me if anyone else in the family, or perhaps a close friend, is like this. Do you know of anyone who always seems to subordinate their own needs to others? Maybe someone in the family?" she added, with a knowing look.

Debra blushed and said, "Well, maybe. I sometimes get wrapped up in doing so much for the family and my husband that I can't do the things I'd like to do." 

"Well, Debra," Stephanie said with the strangest, most knowing look, "maybe that's where Allie gets it from. I'm not one to tell parents how to do things, and it's clear that Allie comes from a loving home and a good environment, but she's modeling her behavior from you, and like any child, she only models parts of it. One part she's obviously seeing is that it's not good to do what you want if it conflicts with what other's want. You might try changing that and letting her see it."

"You know, you might be right. In fact, I think that's a GREAT idea," Debra said forcefully and with growing anger. It was bad enough, she thought, that she'd let herself get in this slump yet again, but now it was affecting her only daughter. No more! She'd be damned if she was going on that trip. Ray could go, the kids could go if they wanted (but she'd ask if Allie wanted to and let her out of it if she didn't want to go), but not her. Not this time.

"Thanks for asking me to come down, Stephanie," she said. "This has really been helpful, and I'm glad you told me about this problem of Allie's. I'll get to work on it with Ray right away. Please, though, if you need anything, call me or drop by," she added, scribbling her number and address on a card. "I'm home most days, so if you need to tell me anything else, I'll be there."

Stephanie thanked Debra for her time, looking intently at the card as she led her to the door. As Debra left the room, they shook hands one last time and Stephanie said "Thanks, Debra. I'll be sure to contact you...soon" before turning back into the room. As she walked back to her desk, the bell rang and the kids started down the hall from the cafeteria. Before Debra could ask what 'soon' meant, she was lost in a hustle of kids...but didn't fail to catch how Stephanie turned and looked at her just before she was swept away from the door. The last look she'd seen like that was from Marco; surely, SURELY, this wasn't the same? She felt a rush of heat in her stomach at the thought as she made her way back to the office and mechanically signed up before heading to her car, and driving home. 

Debra had never been with a woman, but she'd had a close call once in college. A friend of a friend, actually, at a party had come on to her and she hadn't quite gotten the signals. Finally the girl had kissed her, openly and with surprising force. Debra had rebuffed her in confusion, and the girl had left the party looking somewhat crushed and confused. She hadn't thought about that in years, and was certain she wasn't a lesbian in hiding; she liked men too much for that (especially when they were as gifted as Marco had been!) But, she had to admit this Stephanie was certainly very attractive, and in more ways than one. She'd put Debra at ease in a way no other person had in years, and she'd done it so quickly. Debra was a big believer in the notion that some people you either instantly liked or instantly disliked, and she was certain she liked Stephanie. That must have been why she'd given her their address. She'd never done that before, and still didn't quite get what impulse had led her to do it this time, but she had, and she really didn't regret it at all. And, Stephanie had told her something she'd needed to hear, not just about Allie, but about herself. Fuming again over the way she'd let herself be lately, she resolved again to not go on that trip. She'd tell Ray tonight, and fireworks be damned.

Two Weeks Later

It hadn't been pretty, but in the end, it had worked. True to her word, the night after meeting Allie's new teacher, Debra told Ray she wasn't going on the trip. He'd been upset about it, and done his usual whiny routine, but she'd stuck to her guns; she wasn't going. Of course, the minute she found out, Marie had come over and tried to guilt trip her about. Again, she stuck to her guns, and refused...and, in a fit of perverse pleasure, she'd really gotten Marie going when she said none of the kids had to go, either, if they didn't want to. Surprisingly, though, the did, which meant that Debra not only won the fight and hopefully gave a little encouragement to Allie, she also now had a full week alone to relax. Part of her, of course, was a little disappointed that Marco wasn't around, but in truth she was glad; she couldn't promise herself that she could resist him, and with a full week, the chances of her doing something truly stupid and getting caught were much higher. But it was fun to think about, and as she had many times since then, she WOULD think about tonight, after a nice hot bath. She'd light a few candles, get out her favorite toy, and make an evening of remembering her night with Marco as she pleasured herself, as many times as she wanted or needed.

After a light dinner (eaten in peace for a change), Debra was just on her way up to start her bath when the phone rang. "Damnit," she said, marching toward the phone. "Even when no one's here, I can't get a break!"

"Hello?" she asked rather sharply, picking up the phone.

"Debra? Mrs. Barone? Hi, this is Stephanie Thompson, Allie's teacher?"

"Oh, hi," said Debra, flustered. She hadn't meant to sound so sharp, and was a bit embarrassed by her tone. "How are you?"

"Fine, Debra, just fine," Stephanie said in that soothing voice of hers. "I was just on my way home and thought I'd give you an update on Allie, if you had the time. I still have your address, and it's not too out of the way. Would it be okay if I stop by?"

"Sure," said Debra, puzzled. "Is anything wrong?" 

"No, no, not at all!" Stephanie said. "I just know you were concerned about Allie and I thought I'd stop by and tell you how she was doing. If it's not convenient, I understand."

"No, it's okay," Debra replied quickly. "I'm not busy, so drop by and I'll make some coffee."

"Great! I'll be there in about a half hour," Stephanie said. "See you then!"

"Okay, see you soon! Bye!" Debra said as she hung up. 

Well, the she thought, it wasn't what she'd planned for the night, but hopefully it'd be a short visit and then she could get back to business. She put on a pot of coffee, and considered changing clothes. She was just wearing her favorite jeans, sneakers, and a simple button-down shirt un-tucked; maybe a bit too much of the home-maker look, she thought, but not worth changing. After all, it was just a teacher coming by, not the Pope.

She put on the coffee and tidied up a bit, and when the door bell rang she went to answer it. Stephanie was on the stoop, and if Debra had been worried about her clothes, she immediately saw she needn't have been. Stephanie was wearing a workout suit and running shoes; clearly, she was heading to the gym. 

"Hi, Stephanie, come in," Debra said. "Make yourself at home. Would you like some coffee?"

"No, thanks, Debra," Stephanie replied, moving toward the couch to sit. "I'm going to go work out after our meeting, and coffee always makes me a little queasy if I try to run after I drink it."

"Well, is there anything else I can get you?" Debra asked. 

"No, thanks, Debra, I'm fine."

"Okay, well, tell me what brings you by," Debra said, sitting sideways on the couch, one leg tucked under her as she faced Stephanie. "Is Allie okay?"

"She's fine. In fact, she's much better, and that's why I wanted to come by," Stephanie said. "She's being a bit more assertive, and I wanted to let you know it's made a big change. I spoke to her about it the other day, and she told me she and your family were going on a big trip, but that you weren't. She also said you told her she didn't have to go if she didn't want to; that's good, and what she needs to hear."

"Yes, Ray and his family took the kids off to Pennsylvania to see some relatives," Debra said. "I really didn't want to go. I don't get much time for myself, you know, and decided not to. And, to be honest, one of the things I'd hoped to do was show Allie that it was okay to say 'no' like that. Plus, it's kind of like being on vacation myself," she added with a laugh. "A whole week off with no kids or family? I know it sounds just awful, but it's a real treat for me."

"I'll bet it is. I don't have any kids or family myself, but I imagine it can be...trying," Stephanie said. "So you're alone for a week? Don't you get a little bored?"

"Nope," Debra said firmly. "Not at all. Tonight I was going to drink some wine, read a good book, take a long bath while listening to some music, and go to bed early. Might be dull, but it sounds great to me right now."

"Just a book and a bath, huh?" Said Stephanie. "No other 'plans'?" she added, with a knowing glance in Debra's direction.

'What does she mean by that?' Debra thought to herself. 'Am I that transparent, or is it just that it's what you'd expect someone in my position to do?'

"What do you mean?" Debra asked aloud. "Is there something else I should be doing?"

"Come now, Debra," Stephanie said, turning to face her with her own leg tucked under her. "Let's not be coy. You know what I mean."

"No, I don't," said Debra, beginning to blush. Stephanie wasn't in school, and Debra hadn't noticed how perfect her complexion was, and how lovely she was. She was uncomfortable being so easily understood by a women 15 or more years younger than she, and felt off balance. 

"Well, let me spell it out for you," Stephanie said, with skeptical look on her face. "I'm a good judge of character, Debra, and I think I know you, and why Allie has some problems being more assertive. She gets it from you, am I right? Which tells me you're probably not very satisfied at home most of the time, because you're always doing things for the family. Some time alone means you can take some time for yourself, and I'm betting a woman in your position needs some release. Am I wrong?" she added, challenging Debra with her eyes.

"No, not really," Debra said. "Is it that obvious?"

"Maybe not to everyone," Stephanie said. "But your face gives a lot away. Ever been told that before?"

Debra recalled Marco, and how he'd known how she was feeling after only a brief meeting at the A&P. 'My God,' she thought, 'am I really so easy to read? What are other people thinking about me? And, if it's so easy, why the hell doesn't Ray understand what I need?'

"Maybe," she responded cagily. "But really, what has this got to do with anything?"

"Maybe nothing," Stephanie replied. "But, maybe everything. Can I ask you a personal question, Debra?"

"Well, you've already done that," Debra said. "So I guess the answer is yes. But don't expect an answer if I don't want to give it," she warned.

"Very good! That's just what Allie needs," Stephanie said. "But what I want to ask is this; have you ever been with a woman before?"

Debra couldn't believe her ears. How brazen could you get? This lady was a teacher, for God's sake, and was coming on to the parent of one of her kids, and a married parent at that! Even worse, a same-sex married parent! Didn't she know it could cost her job and her license? That if she was reported she'd never teach again? 

Debra had no doubt that Stephanie new it very well. Which meant she must have been very confident that her advances wouldn't be rebuffed, or that at least Debra wouldn't report her. Curious, though, she played along.




Everybody Loves Debra:Teacher's Pet



"No, I haven't, not really," she said. "I was kissed once by a girl in college, but that's it."

"Aren't you the least bit curious about it?" Stephanie asked. "Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like to be with someone who knows exactly what you want, and how you want it, because it's what they want, too?"

Debra hadn't thought about it that way. "Maybe," she said. "But, I'm married, and haven't really thought about it much one way or the other."

"Has it occurred to you that you might be unsatisfied because men don't get you?"

"No, it hasn't," Debra said, thinking of Marco. "There are definitely men that get me, and I've had no reason to consider anything else."

"Maybe you should. Maybe a woman's touch is just what you need. Tell you what," Stephanie said, standing and walking towards the front door. "I'll make you a deal," she said as she put her hand on the knob. "I can leave now, no questions asked. Or, I can lock this door and try to give you something you might really need. Your choice, and no hard feelings either way. But I like you, Debra, and I think you're very attractive. I'm not one to mince words ('no shit,' Debra thought), so I have no problem telling you I want you. I've wanted you since I met you, and thought maybe you felt the same way. After all, you didn't have to give me your address, did you?"

That hit home. Debra was just wondering about that, and wondering if subconsciously she'd given that information to Stephanie just for this reason. Had she? She wasn't sure. But, that in itself was telling. That she wasn't screaming for Stephanie to leave before she called the cops was enough to make her wonder. 

"Stephanie, I don't know" she said truthfully, but with crumbling resistance. "I'm married! I have kids! I can't do...this!" she added, waving her hands in frustration as if she couldn't bear to think about what 'this' was.

"Debra, sweetie," Stephanie said, coming to her and holding her hands. "It's okay. If you don't want to do something, don't! That's what I've been telling you to tell Allie. But the flip side of that is if you want to do something, do it! I promise you I won't do anything you don't want to, and won't hurt you...and of course, I'd NEVER tell anyone. It would mean my career! But Debra, I just want you so much, you're just so beautiful and hot, and I know I could give you what you want and so, so much more. How about this," she said. "If you'll let me kiss you, I'll let you decide what to do next, and if you want me to leave and never return, I will. Deal?"

Debra looked at the obvious want in Stephanie's eyes, and again experienced a wave of confusion. First Marco, as gorgeous a young man as had ever been, and now Stephanie, an equally beautiful young women, were hitting on her with very real, very palpable lust. What the hell was this? And why was it that Ray didn't look at her like this, when he was allowed to? 

Before she knew what she was doing, she reached over and grabbed Stephanie's head in her hands, gently pulling her face towards hers. Their lips met, and the kissed softly, tentatively. Debra was immediately electrified with passion, as if she were infected with it from Stephanie, like you'd pass a fever along. She pulled the young woman closer, kissing her with more urgency, and she moaned with pleasure as Stephanie's tongue pushed lightly into her mouth. Debra's hands held Stephanie close, as Stephanie's roamed up and down her back before settling on her hips, holding her close. 

They broke their kiss, and gazed at each other for a moment, each seeing the lust reflected there. "This is my first time," Debra whispered. "I want you, but please, not to fast" she said huskily. 

"Never, Debra," Stephanie said. "I wouldn't risk ruining this for anything, and we'll take it as slow as you like."

Debra nodded and leant in to kiss Stephanie again, as the younger women unzipped her sweat suit jacket and dropped it to the floor. Underneath she was wearing a jog-bra and no more, and Debra thrilled to the feel of her warm, pliant flesh under her hands as she caressed her back and waist. 

"I better take charge of this and head it the right way," Stephanie thought to herself, "or this lady will have me totally under her control." 

She reached up to Debra's face, taking it in her hands, and tilted her head back, exposing her neck. She leant in to kiss Debra's soft white throat, licking and nibbling it slowly, working up to her ear. She could feel Debra trembling, with fear or desire or both, and moved her hands to the buttons on her shirt. As she unbuttoned it, exposing Debra's beautiful, bra-encased breasts, Debra kept her head back and eyes closed in pleasure. Stephanie kissed her neck again, and began working her way down her chest. She got Debra's shirt unbuttoned and kissed dropped it to the floor, and slowly worked her hands around to undo her bra clasp. As she did, Debra pulled the bra away and tossed it to the floor, and took Stephanie's head in her hands, guiding it to her chest. Stephanie took Debra's right breast in her hand, kissing the swell of it, working towards her nipple slowly, slowly. They were rock hard, she observed, and she couldn't wait to have them in her mouth, but she didn't want to rush. 

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, she gently flicked Debra's nipple with her tongue. Debra gasped aloud, her grip tightening on Stephanie's head as she did. Stephanie knew Debra was close to coming; she obviously had a lot of pent up passion, and she'd never be able to relax and enjoy this until she could get some release. She knew a trick for that! 

Continuing to just flick her nipple with her tongue and refusing to take it completely into her mouth, Stephanie slowly reached down to unbutton Debra's jeans. Far from resisting, Debra lifted her hips off the couch to help as Stephanie unzipped her pants, exposing her bikini panty clad sex. Stephanie folded back the flaps of Debra's pants, sliding them just down to beneath her ass. She lightly ran her fingers over the thin satin material covering Debra's mound, still teasing her nipples very lightly. Her panties were damp, and Debra's sex was burning hot; she was close, Stephanie knew, so, so close to an orgasm that would blow her mind. She took her left hand and held it to Debra's mouth, whispering to her to lick her fingers, and suck them. Debra did, slurping the younger woman's fingers with a wild fervor, as if by doing so she could give herself the release she needed. Stephanie took her hand away, and Debra moaned lightly, still trembling with what Stephanie now knew to be an all-encompassing need. Slowly and deliberately, she slid her fingers, now wet from Debra's mouth, down the front of the older woman's panties. She could feel the small, triangular patch of trimmed pubic hair above her lips, and ran her fingers through it slowly as she worked her way lower. Finally her fingers encountered Debra's swollen, burning and soaking wet lips, and she gently laid one finger in the valley between them. Debra moaned louder, incoherent now in her lust and need. Stephanie knew this was the time, and she did what she knew always worked; she slipped two of her wet fingers quickly into Debra's soaking pussy, and simultaneously bit down gently on her nipple as she sucked it. 

Debra screamed. She'd been so hot she thought she might literally die from need, and the combined sensations of Stephanie's hot wet mouth and her fingers inside her, expertly massaging her hot, wet pussy drove her over the edge. She came instantly, soaking Stephanie's hand with her fluids as her orgasm hit her in wave after wave of incredibly intense pleasure. She was dimly aware that she was screaming at the top of her lungs, something she'd never done before. Her body was as still as a board, so much so that even her toes felt like they would cramp up. She came for what seemed like an eternity before coming back down to earth, still feeling Stephanie's fingers inside her and her mouth on her breast. 

Debra panted, catching her breath, feeling the waves of her orgasm recede as Stephanie stopped her ministrations and smoothed the hair from Debra's brow. "Wha, what did you do that for?" she asked breathlessly. "I thought we were going to go slow?"

"Did you not enjoy it?" Stephanie asked with a grin? "Looked like you did to me."

"Well, yes..." Debra began, before Stephanie stopped her, putting a finger—a wet, very wet finger—to her lips and gently shushing her. 

"It's okay, Debra. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to tease you. I did mean to go more slowly, but it was pretty obvious that you needed that. I want you to relax, sweetie, and enjoy yourself; both what I do to you, and what you can do to me. You were so tensed up and needing release you'd never have been able to just enjoy yourself. So, I gave you a little push. Don't you feel better?"

'Better?' Debra thought? 'Better than what? Hell, I feel amazing!"

"Yes, I do," Debra said. "That was...amazing. I've never come like that before, ever. I think I pulled a muscle in my back! It felt so great, and well, sort of right" she said, looking anxiously into Stephanie's eyes.

"That's good, sweetheart," said Stephanie. "It means I was right, and that you can enjoy this. Are you ready for more?"

Debra simply nodded, and leaned in to kiss Stephanie again. "I'm not really sure what to do," she whispered in the younger woman's ear. "I've never done this before."

"It's okay, lover," said Stephanie soothingly. "Just think about what you like, and do that. It's what makes this so wonderful; you know what to do because it's what you like yourself. Try it; try touching me, just the way you like to be touched."

Debra nodded slowly, and as she slipped completely out of her pants and panties, Stephanie began to get undressed, taking off her sweat pants and job bra, and finally a tiny red g-string that was her only underwear.

Debra was in awe of Stephanie's body. She was firm and toned from head to do, with large, but still pert, breasts. She had a firm stomach and lovely lines, and was completely, totally hairless from the neck down. No sign of a razor or waxing; Debra guessed she'd had that expensive laser hair treatment to be so smooth. She felt a little bit self conscious. She'd been working out more, but she was still at least 15 years older than Stephanie and had raised three kids. Her legs were still toned and she'd tightened up her tummy with a regimen of sit-ups, but her arms and chest were obviously that of a 40 year old. 

As if she could read her mind, Stephanie looked lovingly at Debra and said "Oh, my God, Debra, you're so beautiful! I can't believe I'm getting to do this!"

"You?" Debra replied. "What about me? You look perfect! You could have any man—or woman—you want!"

"So could you, Debra," Stephanie replied seriously. "You just don't seem to get how sexual you are. You have this raw sex appeal that's almost overwhelming. I can barely keep my hands off of you; it's going to be hard to go slow with you!"

Blushing, Debra replied "Well, then, maybe we should get started," as she pulled Stephanie closer. They kissed again, taking their time as they touched and explored each other. Debra ran her hands over Stephanie's bare back and legs, and then her firm breasts. She loved how they felt; heavy, but pliant and solid at the same time. She flicked her thumbs over her nipples, loving how they hardened under her touch. She was also keenly aware of her own returning wetness and desire, and wanted to show that she wasn't afraid.

Debra guided Stephanie to straddle her, so that she was in her lap facing her. Debra slowly extended her tongue and began to lick Stephanie's breasts, just as Stephanie had done to her. 'Remember, do what you like,' she thought to herself. She pulled Stephanie closer, and began sucking and nibbling her nipples, with occasional harder bites that made Stephanie moan in approval. Emboldened by her success, Debra put her hands on Stephanie's ass, and rubbed her bare, firm flesh. She loved the feel of it, and wanted to explore it more, but right now she wanted something else. Reaching in front with her right hand, she began rubbing Stephanie's stomach, slowly moving her hand lower. Stephanie held her breath in anticipation as Debra massaged lower, finally reaching her smooth, bare sex and her swollen lips and clit. Debra rubber her lips with her fingers, and on each upward stroke touched the button of Stephanie's swollen clit, feeling her shiver each time she touched it. She began to massage her faster, in a circular motion...the same she used on herself. 

Stephanie put her hands on the back of the couch, holding herself upright as Debra continued to suck her nipples and finger her wet pussy. Stephanie ground her hips around, moaning loudly and encouraging Debra to continue. 

"Oh, God, yes Debra baby, that's it," she said, panting softly. "Rub me just like that, that's right, oooooh, yes!" 

Debra loved hearing her young lover talk like that, and she rubbed faster, and decided to do a little encouraging of her own. 

"That's it, Stephanie, come for me, come on my fingers so I can taste you! Come, baby, come hard for me, I want you to, I need you to, please come on my hand," she said, feeling deliciously nasty as she did so. 

She continued to rub and suck faster and harder, and before long Stephanie tensed and cried out that she was coming, that oh God she was coming. Her hips bucked once, twice, three times and Debra felt her wetness explode from her tight, bare pussy, soaking her fingers and the younger woman's own thighs. Stephanie sighed in contentment, and reaching down, took Debra's hand in her own. She slowly and deliberately brought it up, inspecting the wetness that covered Debra's fingers and palm, before bringing it to her breast and coating herself with it. 

"You wanted to taste it, Debra," she said softly, "so come and get it!"

Debra thought this was the most erotic thing she'd ever seen, and she quickly brought Stephanie's breast to her mouth as she licked and sucked it clean. The whole time her brain kept repeating to her that 'that's a woman you taste, a woman, you're tasting the come of another woman!" Stephanie tasted good, a little differently than she herself did. Somewhat salty, but not as musky; a very clean taste, really, and Debra loved it, sucking noisily at Stephanie's breasts and saying how good she tasted. 

For her part, Stephanie was gratified and amazed. She'd suspected Debra might be ripe for the picking, but hadn't thought it would be so easy. She decided it was time to take things to another level, and see where it took them.

Gently lifting Debra's head from her breasts, she slipped from her lap and knelt on the floor in front of her. Looking her in the eye, she kissed the older woman's stomach, slowly, slowly working downwards and looking for any sign of anxiety in her lovely face. Debra looked at her lustfully, enjoying the pleasant tension in her stomach and the soft, warm wet kisses Stephanie was giving her. She knew where this was going, and was excited by it. She loved oral sex, and had very much enjoyed Marco's mouth on her pussy and ass when he'd taken her six months back, but she was intrigued by what it would be like with a woman. 

Stephanie spread Debra's leg, opening her wide. She was unsurprised to see the wetness coating Debra's inner thighs, and to see that her pussy was wet and swollen again with desire. Slowy, she began kissing Debra's thighs, tasting her wetness and building up her desire as she worked upwards and inwards. Her arms were wrapped around Debra's legs, her hands on top, holding her firmly and pulling her towards the edge of the couch. She reached the hollow under the tendon joining her inner thigh to her pelvis, right below her lips, and licked and sucked there. 

Debra could feel the warmth of Stephanie's cheek radiating against her slightly open lips, and began moaning softly, quietly begging Stephanie in her lust. 

"Please, lick me, suck my clit, make me come, baby, I need you're tongue in me, make me come, please, eat me, make me come," she repeated over and over, squirming on the couch in her mounting excitement.

Finally Stephanie lightly, and softly, placed her mouth on Debra's swollen, wet lips, and kissed her gently. Debra's hands flew to Stephanie's head, pulling her close and crying out in pleasure. 'Well, so much for slow!' Stephanie thought, as she began to efficiently and passionately eat Debra's soaking pussy. Her tongue flew in and out of Debra, now licking her lips and flicking her clit, now darting inside her. Stephanie's right hand moved up to Debra's stomach and her thumb rested on her clit as she licked her, moving only to let her tongue take its place. With practiced ease, she continued to delve into Debra, sucking and licking her and bringing her closer and closer to coming. Debra moaned loudly, holding Stephanie's head and pulling it into her, until finally with a scream, she bucked her hips against Stephanie's mouth and came in one long, electrifying orgasm, flooding the young woman's mouth and covering her cheeks with her wetness. Stephanie lapped it greedily, kissing and licking Debra gently as she recovered from her climax. Debra's hands fell limply to her sides as Stephanie kissed her thighs, cleaning them of the wetness that covered them before she slid up Debra's body and leaned her head on her breasts. 

"How was that, Debra?" she purred. "Tell me the truth, now; has anyone ever loved you like that before?"

Debra considered this for a moment while relishing the afterglow of her explosive orgasm. She had to be honest; no one had ever done that to her before. Men had gone down on her, true, but none with such skill. She wondered why, briefly. Marco had been an exceptional lover, and she still remembered with distinct pleasure how he had done just what Stephanie had done, only from behind her. But it wasn't quite the same. Then, it hit her; the difference was that Marco had used his mouth and tongue skillfully, but like it was a race or a job. Stephanie, on the other hand, had clearly enjoyed what she was doing for herself, not just for what she had done for Debra. That was the difference; one had loved the act for herself, the other for what it did to her only. 

"No, no one has. Not really," she finished. "That was...really something," she added, feeling like there were simply no words to express how it had been.

"I'm glad," Stephanie replied, kissing her lightly. 

Debra kissed her back, loving the taste of herself on the young woman's lips. Their tongues danced together, and Debra suddenly wanted to prove she could do the same thing to Stephanie. She wanted to eat this beautiful young girl, and suddenly it was all that mattered. She urged Stephanie higher, lifting her up. Stephanie knew what was in her mind, and stood on the couch, straddling Debra's head and bracing herself on the back of the couch with her hands. With her legs spread wide, she let Debra guide her own wet sex over the older woman's waiting mouth, and settled down on her upturned face with a groan.

Debra turned her head, resting it on the back of the couch as Stephanie settled over her. She immediately kissed the woman's wet lips, loving the taste of her and relishing this first time of loving a woman this way. Licking and sucking, she explored Stephanie with her mouth, learning the feel of her. To her delight, she found that because of her stance, Stephanie was wide open to her, leaving her hands free to roam her young lover's body. As she kissed and licked her lips, tasting her and inhaling her scent, she gently explored her body, touching her breasts and pulling lightly at her hard nipples, tracing her hands along her sides, and finally resting her hands firmly on Stephanie's taught, pert ass. She loved the feel of it under her hands, and found she could guide her body more easily towards her mouth that way. Debra lapped greedily at Stephanie's wetness, and began sticking her tongue inside her, probing her. 




Everybody Loves Debra:Teacher's Pet



"Oh, yes, Debra," Stephanie said, slowly riding the older woman's mouth, "that's it, fuck me with your tongue! Make me come, baby, make me come so hard!"

Debra responded gamely, further sticking her tongue inside the young teacher and pulling her towards her with her hands on her ass. Her jaws and tongue were tiring, but until the locked up completely she wouldn't stop; she was enjoying this more than anything she could remember. But, she did want Stephanie to come, and soon before she lost her rhythm, and an idea hit her that she acted on immediately. Debra took her right hand and held it to Stephanie's mouth, silently willing her to suck and lick her fingers. Stephanie complied, taking Debra's first two fingers in her mouth and sucking them loudly, still moaning with pleasure. Once they were good and wet, Debra took them away and placed her index finger against Stephanie's tight, puckered ass ring, pressing against it lightly. Marco had done the same to her, and she'd loved every second of it. In keeping with Stephanie's admonishment to "do what she liked," she thought it would please her young lover. 

Stephanie shrieked in pleased surprise. She loved anal play, but had never dared hope that Debra would be open to it so quickly. She moaned loudly and begged Debra to push her finger in her ass deeper, and Debra quickly complied by slipping it in all the way to her knuckles. She wanted to tell Stephanie to come, and to encourage her the way Stephanie had her, but the younger woman's pussy was pressed firmly to her mouth; she couldn't say a word. Stephanie cried out that she was coming, and her hips bucked sharply as her orgasm hit like a gun shot. Debra's mouth was flooded with her wetness, and she lapped it up like woman dying of thirst at a fountain. She couldn't get enough of it. She'd always loved to suck cock and swallow semen, but this was different and oh-so much better. Stephanie collapsed down on Debra's lap, ending up right where they'd begun, with Debra's finger still buried in her ass. She kissed Debra, who kissed her back passionately, using her free hand to hold her face to hers. 

Stephanie couldn't believe her luck. Not only was Debra receptive, she was now totally over any inhibitions she might have had; Stephanie could feel it. And Debra's growing confidence and desire was rapidly inflaming her own, and even though she'd just had a truly fantastic orgasm, she was already anxious for more. 

Sitting up, her body slick with sweat, Stephanie sat astride Debra's lap, still enjoying the feel of the mother of three's finger in her ass. "Wow, Debra," she said while catching her breath, "are you SURE you've never done this before? That was fantastic!"

"No, I haven't done it before," Debra replied, "but I'm glad I'm doing it now. This has been so much more than I thought it could be."

'Time to go for broke,' Stephanie thought to herself. "Well, it can be even more than this, if you want."

Intrigued and pleased by this answer, Debra arched an eyebrow and asked "how so?"

"Let me show you," Stephanie replied, climbing off Debra and reluctantly letting her finger slip from her ass. She sat on the couch next to her, and told Debra to turn and face her, while bringing her left leg up on the couch. Soon, she was sitting facing her, with her right leg over Debra's left, and Debra's right over her left. She leaned back on her left hand, and slowly stroked her bald pussy with her right, before lifting her hips and guiding her lips towards Debra's. Debra instinctively understood, and moaned appreciatively as she mirrored Stephanie's move. Gently at first, then with increasing force, their wet lips touched. Debra gasped as Stephanie pressed against her, slowly rotating her hips and grinding against her. Every so often their clits would touch, sending shockwaves through them both. Faster and faster they ground against each other, Debra gripping Stephanie's left leg and pulling her firmly into her, moaning loudly in pleasure as she approached yet another mind-blowing orgasm. 

The two moaned and panted loudly, each encouraging the other. Debra cried for Stephanie to make her come, and Stephanie tried her best before she warned Debra that her own orgasm was approaching and that she was "there". All restraint gone, Debra slammed her aching pussy into Stephanie's, screaming in passion as her orgasm took her yet again. She could dimly hear Stephanie's cries of delight and the wet, smacking sounds their bodies made as they slapped together before she collapsed, trembling, on the arm of the couch. 

Stephanie leaned back, slowly rotating her hips and winding down from her climax. She untangled herself from Debra and returned to her lap, taking her face in her hands and kissing her softly. Debra was still trembling still, but relished the feel of the younger woman's warm, sweat-dampened body resting on her. She wasn't quite completely satisfied yet, though, and wasn't sure why. She'd come like she never had before, longer and stronger, but she still didn't feel quite "done." Seeing the look of confusion on her face, Stephanie asked her what was wrong.

"It's nothing, really," said Debra, not wanting to sound ungrateful. 

"I know that voice," Stephanie replied. "Remember me? I'm a teacher; I get that tone all the time. Now, tell me, honey, what's wrong?"

Her voice was soft and cajoling, and Debra knew she really wanted to know. "Well," she began, not sure how to say it, "it's just that it feels like something's missing. Don't get me wrong!" she added quickly, seeing the inquisitive look in Stephanie's eyes, "it's nothing you did! This has been fantastic, truly; no one has ever made me feel like you have. But I'm not ready to stop yet, and I don't feel like I ever will be, even though you've made me come so hard my muscles feel like jelly. I don't understand it; am I just that horny? Or is something wrong with me?"

Stephanie could see the frustration in Debra's eyes, and she thought she knew what the problem was. She'd seen it before, and had in fact come prepared for this, but truly hadn't expected Debra to react so positively on their first encounter.

"Debra, it's nothing to be ashamed of or worried about," she said soothingly, kissing the red-head's sweaty brow. "You know the answer, really, if you think about it. What's missing from this kind of sex that you normally do?"

"What a man?" Debra said jokingly.

"Well, no, not quite that," Stephanie replied with a smile. "But you're on the right track. What you're missing is penetration. I'm guessing that you always end up with some kind of penetration, even when you're alone? You do use some kind of toys, don't you?"

Debra flushed, thinking of her small but potent collection of sexual aids. Stephanie was correct; for Debra, sex had always included penetration, even when it was just herself. And she sensed Stephanie was right; that was what was missing. 

"Yes, I do," she replied, "and I think you're right. Oh, God, I'm so sorry! I must seem like such an ungrateful bitch."

"No, not at all! It's normal and natural to want that; it's what our bodies are designed for, after all. Maybe we can do something about it. Want to go upstairs? I mean, if that's okay...I wouldn't want to desecrate you and your husband's bed or anything."

Thinking back six months to the romp she and Marco had had in her bed, and the mess they'd made of it, she laughed a bit at the irony of Stephanie's question. 

"No, no problems with that. Sure, let's go up. It'll be more comfortable, too."

The stood, gathered their clothes, and Debra guided Stephanie upstairs. As she walked behind Debra, Stephanie couldn't help but admire the older woman's legs and ass. Debra really didn't know how sensual she was, Stephanie thought. Her husband must be the dumbest son of a bitch on the planet. Well, his loss was her gain, and she meant to make the most of it. 

The walked into the Barone's bedroom, and deposited their clothes and Stephanie's purse on the chair next do the door. Debra led Stephanie to the bed and sat her on the edge, and then went to her dresser and started rummaging through one of the drawers. 

"What are you doing, Deb?" Stephanie asked.

"Getting this," Debra replied, turning around and displaying her prize: a 9-inch silicon dildo vibrator, her favorite toy in her collection and the never-fail fix when she needed release. It was, in fact, what had planned to use on herself that night, if things had gone as planned.

"Oh, you don't need that!" Stephanie said. "For what I have in mind, that's not quite good enough."

"Really," Debra challenged, looking skeptical. "It's always worked fine for me."

"You misunderstand," Stephanie said. "It's not that it won't work, it's how it's used. I don't want to use my hands to do this; I want to use my body. Here, let me show you," she finished, as she grabbed up her purse. "Back in a second." She left the room, and Debra, mystified, put her toy back in its hiding place. She went to sit on the bed, wondering what in the hell Stephanie had in mind.

She gasped in surprise when Stephanie came back in, and immediately knew what she'd meant. Stephanie was wearing a strap on, and a sturdy one at that. It was leather and latex, with wide straps, tightly fit, and looked like it would remain in place no matter how it was used. The functional part was of a purple latex or silicon; very realistic feeling, Debra knew from experience; soft enough so that it didn't hurt, but firm enough to get deep penetration and hit all the right spots. It looked slightly longer than her own vibrator, and comparably thick. 

"Oh, I see," she said, feeling rustic and stupid.

"Trust me, lover, you'll like this," Stephanie said. "Unlike some pure lesbians, you like the feel of a good hard cock, and this will be familiar to you while still being different. Think of it this way; it's the best of both worlds. You get a cock in you, but it's being driven by a woman, and you've already learned how no one knows what a woman likes better than another woman, right?"

Thinking about this, Debra had to agree. And with that knowledge came excitement, and she suddenly wanted that bit purple, cock inside her, with Stephanie on the other end.

Stephanie approached her, crawling on the bed next to her as Debra slid back to make room. "I want you to lay on your back, Debra," she said, looking her in the eyes. "I want to see your face as I take you. I want to watch you come."

Debra didn't reply, and couldn't. Once again, she was aching with need and her pussy was screaming for release. At this point, she would do anything Stephanie asked, and would beg her on her hands and knees not to leave if she tried. She would let Stephanie fuck her anywhere; the store, the mall, a restaurant, anywhere. Her husband and kids ceased to matter; all that mattered right now was the dark headed temptress with her and that cock she was wearing.

Debra lay back, and Stephanie climbed between her legs. She lay forward on Debra, covering her body with her own, and kissed her. Long and sweet, she kissed her, and Debra was lost in the moment. She loved the feel of Stephanie's lips on her own, her breasts pressed against hers, and of the thick, long cock sandwiched between them. She loved how Stephanie paid such attention to her body and her needs. Men would have already rammed it home by now, and while she needed that, she also enjoyed being loved like this; it made it feel natural, somehow, and right.

Finally, though, she could take no more, and she whispered in Stephanie's ear as she nibbled it that she needed her to take her. "Please, Stephanie, put it in me, make me come, fuck me now," she said breathlessly.

Stephanie raised herself on her arms, and holding herself up with her left hand used her right to guide the head of her strap on cock to Debra's waiting lips. She rubbed the length of it along her wet slit, moistening it, and then slowly set the head against Debra's opening before putting her hands back on the bed. With a gentle nudge, she slipped the head of the strap-on into Debra's pussy, and watched with satisfaction as Debra gasped in pleasure. She slowly and methodically worked the latex cock into her love, inching it in a bit at a time until finally, she had it buried in her. She drew it nearly all the way out, then slowly drove it all the way back in. Debra was gasping and moaning, and was dimly aware that Stephanie had been right; she needed penetration to be completely satisfied, and that this was MUCH better than using a dildo. She loved the feel of a body between her legs, especially one as wonderful as Stephanie's.

Stephanie sped up her strokes, going a bit faster, and as she did Debra began to loose what control she had. She began crying out for Stephanie to take her, to fuck her and make her come, and to do it now, and harder. Stephanie ramped up the pace to a furious assault on Debra's sodden pussy, slamming the rubber cock into her as hard as she could, grunting with exertion with ever downward stroke. Debra thrust up to meet her, and put her hands on Stephanie's ass, pulling her to her, screaming out in pleasure as she did. Stephanie encouraged her, telling her to come, to use that cock and come hard, and to tell her when she did. She wanted to see Debra's face as she came, and to look (if possible) in her eyes. She loved to see how a woman newly introduced to the tender love of another woman looked during their first orgasms, and this was the first chance she'd had to really see it with Debra.

Debra couldn't last long like this, and came, screaming Stephanie's name and telling her she was coming. 

"Oh, God, baby, fuck me, fuck me hard, I'm coming, don't stop, keep fucking me harder, baby, oh baby, yes, I'm coming, don't stop, oh fuck, don't stop, don't stop, DON'T STOP!"

Debra lost count of her orgasms; there were so many so quickly, she couldn't keep track. All she knew was that they kept coming, wave after wave of them, and that they didn't get any weaker. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, they receded, and she slowly relaxed as Stephanie collapsed on top of her, completely exhausted. Debra held her young, sweat-drenched lover close, the rubber cock still buried deeply within her. 

"Oh, GOD, Stephanie, that was great," she said breathlessly. 

"I'm glad, baby," said Stephanie. "You gave me quite a workout there; maybe I can skip the gym tonight, you think?"

"Yes, I think you should stay in tonight. In fact, I think you're too tired to drive; you should just stay here, with me," Debra teased, meaning every word of it. 

"Do you really mean that," Stephanie replied, looking Debra in they eye. 

"Yes, I do," Debra replied seriously. "I want you to stay. There's so much more we can do, I sense it. And there's one thing I definitely want to try, if it's okay with you."

"Sure, what's that?"

"I want to try fucking you, like you did me. I want to give you the same pleasure you did me. Is that okay?"

"Oh, Debra, of course! I'd love to let you fuck me, and even more, I'd love to be the person who introduces you to it. You have no idea of how it feels; in its own way, it's a pleasant to use this on a woman as it is to have it used on you. It's a feeling of being in control, of power, and I particularly think that would appeal to you."

Intrigued, Debra said "well, can you help me get it on? I have to confess that array of straps and all looks confusing."

Laughing, Stephanie finally lifted herself free of Debra's body, and stood by the bed. "Sure, no problem," she said as she loosened a couple of straps and slipped the thing off. "Come here, and we'll get it on you. I'll warn you it's a bit snug and feels a little strange, but it has to be tight so it doesn't shift or try to come off when you're using it."

Debra slipped off the bed on her side, and walked around to Stephanie. Kneeling, Stephanie helped her get it in position and began tightening the straps up. She fidgeted with the fit, stopping and looking from time-to-time to make sure it was even and had a secure fit. Finally she said, "There you go! It's all set. How does it feel?"

It was a bit tight, Debra thought, but it certainly felt secure. She didn't think it would fall off or come loose, anyway, and that was a start. "It's fine. Feels strange, but its fine."

"Good," Stephanie said, still on her knees. "Now, remember what I said about power? Well, here's a taste of what I mean," she finished, taking the purple cock in her hand and inserting it in her mouth. Debra watched in fascination as Stephanie slowly sucked her latex cock, moaning lightly as she did. It was incredibly alluring and erotic to see, and she tentatively put her hands in Stephanie's hair, pulling her deeper. Stephanie moaned in approval, and took Debra's ass in her hands, pulling her towards her, silently encouraging her to fuck her mouth. Needing no further hints, Debra did so, trying to get used to the motions of thrusting her hips in and out like that. This was something new, and Stephanie was right; she loved it. She loved the feeling of control she had, and the power. She couldn't feel anything, really, but it didn't matter; the control and the sight of Stephanie's head bobbing up and down on her cock were reward enough.

Finally Stephanie pulled away, and said "there, I think that's enough to get you lubed up, don't you?" before standing and turning to the bed once again. "Since this is your first time, though, I think you shouldn't try to take me the way I did you; you'll need to build up your arms first."

"So, what do I do," Debra asked.

"Something you'll enjoy, lover, no worries about that. Ever wonder why men love to take you from behind," she asked as she knelt on the bed on her hands and knees. "It's that power thing again. So take me, baby, and enjoy it. Fuck me from behind, and make me come again."

Debra needed no second bidding. She stepped up to the bed, and watched in fascination as she slipped the purple latex cock into Stephanie's bare pussy. Stephanie rocked back and forth on her knees as Debra thrust her hips, taking the cock into her tight pussy. She was more practiced with this than Debra, and soon had it completely in her. Debra quickly found her balance and rhythm, and was soon fucking Stephanie at a good pace. Again, she loved this. The sense of control, of power, was intoxicating. She was in control of Stephanie's body and only she could make her come. She could control how deep she took her, and how fast. It was delicious, this power, and she relished it as she thrust into the young woman's pussy, watching in fascination as the rubber cock buried itself in her. She understood why men loved this position, and realized it had other benefits, too. For one, it was easier on her because she could stand and do it. For another, she could see her lovers upturned ass, and it was an enormous turn on. 

Daringly, Debra licked her index finger, and began to rub it over the tight ring of Stephanie's asshole as she fucked her. Stephanie immediately responded, squealing in pleasure. Debra slipped her finger into the young woman's ass, and was rewarded with a cry of "oh, God yes, fuck both my holes, fill me up, baby!" It was a bit awkward, trying to do both, but she didn't care as long as Stephanie loved it like this.

She wondered as she fucked her if Stephanie had ever taken the cock in her ass. Debra hadn't been a fan of anal sex until Marco had properly introduced her to it, and she wondered if Stephanie had ever tried it. She thought it likely; her ass seemed loose enough for it, like she'd tried it before. But she wasn't about to try it, not without being asked; that wouldn't be right, and she didn't want to ruin this. She continued to fuck Stephanie, listening to her cries of pleasure as she took her with cock and finger.




Everybody Loves Debra



:"It wasn't like that at all!" Debra interrupted him her eyes finally meeting his.

"Yeah!" was all Robert could add from his hiding spot on the other side of the bed.

"Really! Did you just happen to both trip and fall naked into bed at the one time? I wonder what Ray, your husband will say if he found out about your extra marital activities Mrs Barone?"

Debra watched as Gianni sat on the edge near her his eyes seemingly fixed in her direction and a combination of a frown and smile all rolled up into one on his face.

"You wouldn't.... ...please don't ," her hand reached out to touch him on his shoulder "I love Ray-"

He did not let her continue cutting her of in mid sentence "Well maybe we could work something out...." His hand grabbed hold of the bed covers that only partly covered her nakedness and gently pulled them from her body before letting them drop to the floor.

Debra could only look on as the bed covers slowly slid from her body crossing her arms over her breasts in one last useless and vain attempt at modesty. His fingers wrapped around both of her wrists before he tugged at her arms at first offering token resistance before relenting, letting her arms drop to her sides.

Gianni let his eyes take in the sight of her more than ample breasts like a wine connoisseur breathing in the aroma of a fine wine before taking a sip. Her fully erect nipples and the surrounding areola area were much larger than any breasts he had ever seen before as they seemed to jiggle and dance as if only for him, whetting his appetite. 

His tongue instinctively ran along his lips as his hand began to fondle one of her breasts, slowly and carefully at first as if he was a child frightened to break an expensive new toy.

Debra shivered as his cold fingers reacted with the warm skin of her breast, alternately pinching, squeezing and teasing at her erect nipple. She could not help but let out a soft moan as his fingers began to caress and squeeze both of her breasts with an ever increasing speed and power letting out a more than occasional cry of pain. Her eyes had closed for only a second when she was totally caught by surprise when he placed one hand behind her head roughly pulling her head towards his, forcing their lips together in a brutal yet passionate kiss.

His lips meshed with hers, violently sliding and slipping together in a sort of open mouth version of a kiss as startled she squirmed trying to break free.

"You basta-" She swung her hand in a slap towards his face when their lips eventually parted but his hand effortlessly stopped it mid arc, her words cut short when their lips met once again.

She found herself forced back onto the bed her resistance to his forceful and brutal kiss weakening by the second until she felt herself succumbing, giving in meekly as she allowed his tongue to explore the farthest reaches of her mouth.

Robert had viewed the events happening before his eyes with absolute amazement retreating into his own private world. It was only when Debra had rolled her body onto her hands and knees, her head now bobbing up and down on Gianni's member as he lay naked on the bed that he awoke from his slumber. His hand began stroking his cock almost keeping perfect time with Debra as she slid up and down Gianni's now glistening saliva encrusted member.

The bed creaked and groaned as he carefully deposited his large frame behind her naked body, content at first just to sit and watch her ass quiver and shake as she continued her frenzied exploration of Gianni's cock. He raised himself onto his knees before letting the head of his cock rub against the of the inside of her spread legs, sliding it ever so slowly upwards along her smooth skin until he reached the soft wet skin of her pussy. Moving forward ever so slightly he let only the head of his cock penetrate her at first feeling her vaginal muscles envelop his member as if he was wearing a condom before pushed his whole shaft inside her.

Debra felt her head suddenly rear upwards, her lips sliding off the saliva drenched shaft before letting loose a loud surprised cry of pain as Robert began to pump hard inside her. 

"Ohhhh god!!" Her fingers tightly wrapped themselves around Gianni's shaft as she felt the bed literally rock under her as the largest cock she had ever experienced repeatedly speared her woefully unprepared petite body. She had only had time to briefly look back exchanging the weakest of smiles with her brother before she felt her head pushed downwards letting Gianni's rock hard shaft slide past her lips once again. 

Her body, propelled slightly forward with each savage stroke into her pussy struggled to cope, losing any semblance of control of her bodily functions. She was frequently forced to let the Gianni's cock slip from her saliva drenched lips just to breath in a few precious seconds of air or regain some form of composure before the passion of the moment took over again and she once again hungrily swallowed his shaft. Sex with Ray, her husband had always been placid, uneventful affairs and never like this she thought to herself as her body was pummelled unmercifully from both ends and was every other man on earth bigger than Ray?

"I knew someone's pipes were going be cleaned today!" laughed Gianni as he watched her red coloured lips slide along his shaft. His hands latched onto either side side of her face before propelling her head up and down his cock in a series of quick and brutal movements, rivers of saliva flowing down his member as her lips formed a almost vacuum like seal.

Debra placed the palms of her hands against the top of his legs as her head was forced along the length of his cock, her lungs struggling for air as his shaft repeatedly filled her throat. In time she learnt to breath in as much air as she could as her head made each upward journey along his shaft, each and every gasp of precious air made all the more difficult as Robert slammed into her from behind.

"Oh god.....", his cry of pleasure faded from his lips as the length of his cock disappeared down her throat, her lips and tongue working overtime on his shaft for a number of seconds before finally relenting and realising her hold. Her lips wrapped themselves tight around his shaft as her head moved slowly upwards letting her tongue flick rapidly against the head of his cock before her oxygen deprived lungs overruled her desire. 

"Oh Mrs B..,"Gianni watched as a thin sliver of saliva linked her lips and his shaft as it slid from her open mouth, her ponytail whipping about wildly as Robert fucked her from behind "that was fucking awesome, I don't why Mr B would say you're so lousy in the sack...."

Her pursed lips gradually opened into a surprised O shape, her lips barely enough time to utter the words "What did he say -" when Gianni slid to his feet, his hand grabbing hold of each of her arms.

Her body was yanked forward as Debra felt Robert's cock slide out of her pussy before she was flipped onto her back, bouncing once or twice on the soft mattress. With no time to regain her composure she was pulled forwards once again until her legs dangled over the side of the bed.

"Hey..." a was all a surprised Robert could utter as he was left kneeling on the bed his hand stroking his cock.

"You snooze you lose Robbie!" Gianni exclaimed with a smile and with that he promptly slid the length of his shaft inside her before he started to pump. His hands held onto her widely spread legs as he thrust into her, his chest heaving with exhortation and his eyes glued to the sight of her large breasts bouncing about as he fucked her.

She took a while to find her bearings, to regain her equilibrium as her small body rocked back and forth as Gianni speared his cock into her at a frenetic pace. Debra Barone watched as he bent his upper body over hers, his hairy chest rubbing against her sensitive nipples as he thrust into her producing an unique intense tingling sensation that pulsed in waves through her whole being. His lips had began to kiss the soft skin of her neck when her thoughts finally came out as words.

"He said....," she let slip a long moan before she could continue "that I was lousy in bed?!" It was more a statement than a question.

Gianni lifted his head, his eyes looking directly into hers, their entwined naked bodies rubbing, colliding together as he continued to pump his cock between her spread legs at a steady rhythm. 

"Hey don't shoot me I'm only the messenger" he shot back his lips once again nuzzling her neck before he added "but that's not all he said...!" His words trailed off leaving her hanging, her mind ablaze with an uneasy and surreal mixture of lust, desire and anger as his stokes steadily increased in pace and power. Her hands gripped the sheets of the bed her fingers clenching so strongly that her nails tore strips in the fabric as her body deliriously convulsed in the most intense throes of passion she had ever felt.

Debra arched her back, her eyes rolling back in her head as his thrusting reached a fever pitch as their nakedness collided together with a resounding slapping sound. The naked bulk of Robert Barone filled her field of vision, his hand pumping along his shaft at a great rate of knots as he knelt on the bed nearby his eyes open wide as he watched Gianni relentlessly pound her pussy.

"Stop playing with that thing and stick it in my mouth!"

Her unexpectedly loud and sudden outburst startled him out of his own private little world, his own first words stuttering out of his mouth. 

"Wh- What ...Debra.....yes..."

Robert moved slowly and carefully, his large body bouncing awkwardly on the mattress as he positioned himself on his side his nervous hands guiding his well endowed member towards her waiting open lips.

Debra watched as the head of his cock swung from side to side just out of her reach, her mouth snapping like an alligator who had just watched his prey escape by the barest of margins.

"Robert Barone stick your fucking cock in my mouth!" 

It had been a long time since she was this worked up, since she was so turned on during sex that her desire saturated body craved a cock so badly she allowed an expletive to slip from her mouth. Not since her heady college days when her room received constant visits from the nearby male dormitory that she found herself so liberated, so willing to explore her dark carefully hidden erotic side.

She watched him quickly shuffle his body closer, her lips closing around his shaft as it slid into her mouth. Her head began to bob along his cock as the enormity of her situation filtered into her lust induced mind - here she was naked except for her bra which hung uselessly around her midriff, spread eagled on her marital bed while her husbands best friend skewered her pussy in a frenzied fashion as her head slid hungrily along her brothers saliva drenched cock. Never before had she felt so alive, her body unable to contain or control her desire.

It was only a short while later, although her memory of how is a little hazy that she found herself straddling Robert's tree trunk like legs before slowly impaling herself onto his massive shaft until it was embedded deep inside her petite body. Her memory is crystal clear however on how small her body looked against his massive frame as she began to throw herself up and down with almost wild abandon riding his cock, feeling it repeatedly almost split her body in two never slowing despite her depleted lungs literally screaming for the intake of precious oxygen.

Gianni rose to his feet on top the bed, his hand rapidly stoking his cock as he watched their naked bodies move in almost perfect unison. His eyes took in the sight of the intensely beautiful Debra Barone, her ponytail now unravelled causing her hair to whip about wildly as her petite naked body bounced up and down on Robert's member. Her more than ample breasts seemed to have a mind of their own shaking and bouncing about as if they were performing their own erotic dance. It seemed to him the only thing that prevented her from toppling over was the sure grip of Robert's huge hands which supported her hips as she let herself be speared by his massive cock time and again.

"Looks like you went for the wrong brother!" Gianni suggested as he began to move towards her.

Debra eyed him as he bounced with each step as he made his way across the bed, finally positioning himself next to their colliding mass of nakedness.

"Maybe I -" Her reply was cut short as she felt the head of his cock rub along the length of her rose coloured lips. She let her eyes peer up at him as her mouth formed a devilish smile before she used her tongue, letting it trace a path up and down the small slit at the head of his cock and then flicking it rapidly like an anteater around the most erotically sensitive area of his erect member. 

"Oh fuck Mrs B..." His legs threatened to give way under him hand held onto the wall to support himself as her tongue played with the head of his cock.

Slowly she opened her mouth allowing only the head to slide inside before her lips wrapped themselves tightly around his shaft, her teeth biting down softly as she licked away with her swirling rapidly darting tongue.

"FUCK!!"

His loud cry of pleasure reverberated around the bedroom and would have been plainly audible to anyone who happened to be downstairs yet Debra Barone was past caring. Her fear of being caught had evaporated totally in her lust not caring in the slightest if Marie or her oafish husband Frank rushed upstairs to fling open the bedroom door to reveal their naked salacious romp. It would be the perfect way of getting back at them she had decided, to repay them for all their unwanted meddling in her life to find their 'forgotten' downtrodden, browbeaten son and her brother pumping his cock with gusto into her naked body from below while her husbands best friend eagerly slid his , cock in and out of her hungry mouth. She could not help but smile at the thought of the possibility, the better than even chance of being caught by them in such a compromising and shameful position 

Debra felt his hands grasp the sides of her head, his long fingers spreading wide across each of her cheeks as his thrusting cock slid with ever increasing speed in between her wide open lips. She was content to lay back with her hands moving backwards taking a tenuous hold of the bed for support, letting Robert do all the work as he pumped into her pussy from below. Her eyes watched Gianni, with his eyes half closed, his mouth repeating the same line over and over again "On that's it Mrs B!" as his cock created a large bulge in her cheek with each and every stroke.

She could tell a long time before he did that he was about to explode, feeling his shaft gradually expand as it slid down into her throat. It was with a loud grunt that he pulled his shaft from her mouth leaving numerous trails of saliva dripping slowly from her lips as he did so. His hand had only travelled the length of his well lubricated shaft a few times before the first spurts of his hot sticky offering landed just below her left eye before slowly trickling down her cheek. Soon an almost continuous stream sprayed wildly across her unprepared, surprised face and onto the wall behind her like an out of control fire hose. The last few spurts had begun to pulse out when he began to rub the head of his cock along her drenched cheek as if to coax out the final remnants when caught up in the passion, she let his shaft slip into her mouth allowing her tongue to cleanse the last remaining drops.

Robert Barone had fanatically pumped his cock into her beautiful sisters amazingly tight pussy, his hands freely roaming her nakedness when he felt her body at first tremble and then shudder violently. In a matter of seconds she collapsed on top of him his long shaft sliding slowly out of her pussy with a 'plop' and her chest heaving violently, gasping for air as she fell back across his hairy chest.

Debra had no warning, no possible way of predicting the onslaught of the most intense and powerful series of orgasms that would ever ravaged her tiny, petite naked body. Her body slumped against his losing the capacity to breathe with her body reacting as if it had severed a limb as his massive shaft slipped from the tightness that was her vaginal canal. She could feel his chest hair against her bare back, a surprisingly erotic and sensual sensation as his freely liberated cock stood erect between her wildly splayed legs. Her hands instinctively wrapped themselves around his shaft, her red coloured fingernails providing stark contrast to the darkness that was his cock.

"Oh fuck!," his cry of pleasure escaped from his mouth as her tightly wound fingers began, at first to slide slowly along his shaft before gradually picking up speed. "Debra...... " she smiled as his voice trailed off into silence, her hands now moving rapidly along his shaft with a sense of purpose, with a single goal in mind. It was with a loud squeal of delight that her hands slowed almost to a crawl as his cock released its hold of its precious white sticky bounty, pulsing in a continuous stream onto her abdomen before running down in minute trickles onto the inside of each of her legs and then onto the sheets of the bed. Her fingers slowly rubbed the warm viscous fluid across her smooth skin as if it was moisturiser before she collapsed satisfied on top of him.

The three of them lay amongst the wildly strewn bed covers, their bodies intertwined and entangled together like a living erotic sculpture on public display. After perhaps twenty minutes, Debra Barone rose to her feet and with her back turned towards her newly discovered lovers began to slip on her panties and bra.

She felt his hot breath on her back before his arms encircled her waist, drawing her body back towards his. 

"Where do you think you're going?" a voice asked suggestively.

Gianni (what was his last name she thought to herself!) let his lips nuzzle softly at her neck as his his hand slipped between the soft silk like material of her panties and the warm skin of her abdomen. He sensed her body squirm and writhe in pleasure as his fingers expertly explored the wetness of her pussy.

"No please...", her words were soft and unconvincing "What if Ray comes back early....." She had somehow made up her mind that she did not care if her intrusive and interfering parents found out about her extra marital activities but her husband Ray could never discover the truth.

Debra could feel his erect cock rub along the insides of her legs sending intense sensations pulsing through her entire body before his fingers slid in between the drenched folds of skin and into her pussy. As her body shook violently, her resistance finally ebbed away crumbling like a collapsing house of cards and she dropped to her knees to hungrily take his cock into her mouth.

The three of them spent the remainder of the day and into the night, surprisingly undisturbed exploring every inch of their nakedness in a passion and lust fuelled no holes barred display. Her body, twisted and turned in every conceivable way and into every conceivable position experienced pleasures and ecstasy she never dared dreamt of or had thought possible. She had screamed with an equal mix of delight and pain as she encountered her first double penetration when Gianni slid his cock into her 'virgin' ass hole. The combination of two massive members pumping inside her at once prove almost too much for her small body to handle collapsing gasping for air onto the sweat drenched sheets of the bed soon after, her body swept with the most intense series of orgasms.

Her life from that day on changed forever with her hunger and desire for sex increasing exponentially at times taking risks she would not normally have ever considered in the past. As the family gathered together for thanksgiving she discreetly took Robert by the hand and led him upstairs into her bedroom. 




Everybody Loves Debra



"I have a present for you." she said simply as she shut the door quietly behind her.

"Yeah, what is it?" he replied matter of factly.

He watched as a devilish smile spread across her face before she let one hand reach downwards allowing her fingers to grasp the hem of her skirt. Slowly her hand lifted her skirt to reveal her pussy in all its glory glistening in the light of the bedroom just waiting for him.

"Oh my and I didn't get you anything!" He shook his body, trembling in mock expectation before he moved forward towards her his arms extended.

"No not here," her hand released the hem of skirt letting it drop down to cover her panty less pussy "downstairs at dinner." 

"You naughty dirty girl!" They stood for moment smiling at each other before he bent over giving her a quick yet passionate kiss on the lips. They each left the bedroom one after the other so as not to arouse suspicion.

Debra Barone sat at the thanksgiving table her eyes studying the faces of the people seated around her. She moved from one person to the next looking for anything out of the ordinary, looking for any sign that anyone suspected. Frank, Marie, her oblivious ignorant husband and even her parents everyone looked normal.

She shifted herself slightly forward in her seat and spread her legs as wide as she could without attraction the attention of the person next to her, the sudden inrush of cool air on her uncovered private parts making her soft wet skin of her pussy tingle in expectation. Debra turned her head briefly to look Robert directly in the eyes and with a touch of her hand on his she announced to him that she was ready.

For such a large and cumbersome man no one seemed to notice his right hand descend slowly below the table. His hand landed on the bare skin of her left knee, his fingers giving it a gentle squeeze as if to reassure her. Robert let his fingers trace a path along her inner thigh at a deliberate snail like pace teasing her with every touch of his fingers sending shivers through her body.

Debra struggled not to produce any erroneous sounds or gestures, to keep her face as emotionless as possible. For the most part she succeeded, however when his fingers touched her pussy for the first time before beginning to slide in and out in a slow but steady pace she could not help but release a soft moan.

"You ok Debra?" 

Her head turned as if in slow motion towards the direction of the voice

"Yes Frank!," her face displayed a mock sneer "the food just went down the wrong way!" She quickly picked up the fork from her plate and started to pick at her dinner. "Maybe I should add that at the moment your son is currently pumping his finger between my open legs!" she thought to herself.

His fingers was now sliding deeper inside her with each and every stroke, teasing her throbbing protruding clit between his thumb and his other free fingers. It took all her will power, all her strength to stop herself from shaking violently, to stop herself from leaning back in the chair letting her eyes roll back in her head in and scream in pure pleasure.

"Why don't you go get desert dear," Marie piped up "not the dreadful thing you made. My apple pie, I baked it this morning!"

"Not right now!" Debra hissed at her as her hands gripped the table tightly.

"Ok Ok" Marie replied indignantly 

She struggled to retain any sense of decorum, any sense of normality so as not to attract attention to herself. Her body was on the verge of exploding, knowing all too well that she was about to come, that his pumping fingers were about to send her petite body into a wondrous sensual orgasmic rapture in front of everyone at the thanksgiving celebration.

Her eyes studied the looks on the faces of the people seated at the table perhaps looking for any sign that she had been discovered. She felt her body start to tremble as his fingers stopped embedded deep inside her for just a moment before beginning to twist and turn embedded deep inside her pussy. That was the straw the broke the camels back so to to speak as she felt a wave of pleasure sweep through her body and she rapidly stuffed enough food in her mouth in an attempt to stifle her moans.

"I'll go and get that desert now Marie" Debra said as Robert quickly pulled his drenched fingers from between her spread legs. She watched as he pulled his hand from under the table, a smile spreading across her face when he lifted his fingers to his lips before slowly licking them clean with his tongue.

"Great meal Debra"

"Why thank you Robert!" she replied as she smoothed her skirt down and rose to her feet. Her eyes widened in horror when she looked down at the chair noticing a large wet spot on the fabric of the seat. She quickly pushed the chair under the table before walking into the kitchen.

*******

It was a couple of weeks later when her desires got the better of her again when Ray had to stay overnight in Boston leaving her all alone in the house with the kids. Inviting Giainni over on the pretence of fixing the the oven she shunted the kids across the road to Marie and Frank's house.

Her mind had already begun to picture and play out the scenarios that she and Gianni would enjoy that afternoon when suddenly the front door opened and in walked the kids followed quickly by Marie.

"What are you doing back here Marie?" she asked surprised.

Marie waved her hand apologetically "Frank just unbuckled his pants, I didn't want the kids to be traumatised so we'll just watch TV here." She had just deposited herself the couch turning on the TV with the remote control when there was loud noise that came from the kitchen. 

"Who's there?" she asked her head spinning around in the direction of the noise.

"Oh that's just Gianni," Debra replied quickly "since Ray doesn't come back until tomorrow I asked him to come over and have a look at the oven. Its been playing up."

"Why didn't you ask Frank to have a look at the oven?" Marie asked.

"Why didn't I ask Frank?," Debra repeated the question as if to give her mind time to think up an answer "Well......Gianni's a lot a cheaper, he literally works for peanuts and I didn't want to bother Frank I know he's very busy."

She studied Marie's eyes to see if she knew she was lying, making it up as she went but she did not see anything out of the ordinary. "Listen why don't you stay here with the kids," she pointed with both of her hands towards the kitchen "I'll go see how Gianni is going with the oven and I'll organise some tasty snacks for the kids."

She turned her attention to Ally, Geoffrey and Michael who were now clustered around Marie on the couch "Do you want mommy to get you some snacks?" There was resounding and simultaneous chorus of "Yes!" from all three.

"But you have to wait here with Grandma until I come back ok?"

Again all three answered at one time "Ok."

Debra studied Marie until she had walked out of sight into the kitchen where Gianni was waiting.

"What is she doing here?" he asked his tone of voice sounding slightly angry.

"I don't know!," Debra replied as she poked her head around the corner taking a quick look at the four of them huddled together on the couch. "But we can still have some fun!" 

He watched as she took a step towards him, her hand cupping his groin before tilting her head upwards letting her lips meet with his in a passionate kiss. His hand held the back of her head as their lips meshed wildly together just out of sight of her mother until suddenly she broke off the kiss.

She quickly made her way to the corner of the kitchen cabinets near the sink before reaching under her skirt sliding her panties down her legs, lifting each of her feet in turn to ease their removal.

"You know that's what I love about you," Gianni said with a tinge of excitement in his voice "you've turned into a real slut!"

Her face broadened into a seductive smile as she let the panties flutter softly to the floor "Well don't just stand there...."

The words had hardly left her lips when she felt herself lifted bodily into the air before being deposited on her backside onto the kitchen counter. He pulled her slightly forward with one arm while the other rolled her skirt upwards to reveal her already glistening pussy in all its sensual naked detail. Her sweet aroma flooded his nostrils intoxicating his senses driving him delirious with passion. 

Her outstretched legs resting on each of his broad shoulders Debra let her head rest against the cupboard doors as she tried to maintain her precarious position perched on the counter, his tongue now lapping rapidly at the soft sensitive outer skin of her pussy. Had she turned into a slut? - the question swirled around inside her head combining with the sounds of her kids floating into her ears disorienting her for just a moment but the confusion, the doubt soon dissolved away as his tongue worked it's magic. 

She bit her lip in a sometimes less that successful bid to stifle her moans as her trembling hands reached outwards grabbing hold of his head forcing it down between her outstretched legs. Her eyes closed as she let her mind immerse herself totally and wholly in the moment, the fear of being caught at any moment exciting her, heightening the sensual erotic experience ten fold.

It was less than five minutes later she found herself bent over the counter near the sink, her now shoeless feet spread wide open as he pushed his cock into her pussy. His hand lightly slapped her bare ass as he fucked her leaving red marks that deepened in hue with each slap. 

"Do you need a hand dear?"

The voice seemed to come from nowhere partially jarring her back to reality.

"No thanks Marie," she stopped momentarily as she adjusted her hands that tightly gripped the counter before looking back smiling at Gianni furiously pumping his cock into her pussy "I've got my hands full at the moment but I'll be back very soon." At least she was not lying she told herself.

Their bodies collided together with sharp slap sound that must have been audible in the next room if any one really listened for it, his rapidly pumping shaft sliding with ease in her drenched pussy. She watched their reflection in the door of the microwave their slightly distorted figures appearing to melt together into one strangely shaped consolidated blob. 

Her eyes widened in surprise when, with his shaft still embedded deep inside her his strong hands slipped under each of her legs lifting her tiny body into the air,. Gianni turned slightly letting her body lean against his as he propped his body against the kitchen cabinets, balancing her body on his hands as his cock pumped furiously away. She had never allowed herself to be taken this way before and barely able to contain her desire she let her lips provocatively nuzzle his meeting in a series of rapid fire passionate, sensual kisses. Her skirt partially covered the area where the colliding bodies slapped together yet she knew she would have a difficult time explaining their compromising position to anyone who happened to walk in.

When she came she came hard, her quivering oxygen hungry body not able to recognise that she had been carefully lowered on to the floor to stand on her own two shaking legs until she found herself dropping softly to her knees in front of him. His cock slid into her mouth, her lips wrapping themselves tightly around his shaft as her head began to bob at speed along its length. It was not long before his cock exploded while still buried deep inside her mouth sending a stream of his white sticky offering down her throat, swirling around inside her mouth before beginning to dribble in little streams from her lips. His still pulsing shaft had slid from her open mouth before she once again let her lips wrap around his shaft her head bobbing twice more along the length of his shaft before she rose albeit a little unsteadily to her feet.

"Thank you!" The words were whispered directly in his ear as he zipped up his trousers before their lips met in one final quick kiss. He stood watching her in stunned silence as she quickly cleaned herself up before she poured some potato chips from a bag into a small bowl.

Debra made her way into the lounge room to find Michael asleep across Marie's lap while Ally and Geoffrey were snuggled up close to her, one on each side.

"What took you so long Debra," Marie asked as her head turned in her direction as she approached "the kids are half asleep they won't eat anything now."

"Well it took me a long time to get some details about the oven out of Gianni. You could say I had to literally pump the information out of him!" Her face broadened into a smile as she finished speaking.

Marie's eyes narrowed as Debra moved closer. "What's that on your neck?"

"What.....where?"

Marie moved her hand to the approximate position on her own neck.

Debra let her hand trace a path to the same area on her neck, her fingers soon coming into contact with a globule of cum that she had somehow missed during her rapid clean up.

"Ah errr.....it's just moisturiser. Trust me to buy the el cheapo brand eh! Listen I just leave the bowl of chips here on the table in case the kids want some and I'll just head upstairs and clean myself up."

She set the bowl on the coffee table and rapidly made her way up the stairs smiling all the way. As she took each step her mind was already buzzing on what adventure she could plan for the next time Ray was absent. "Maybe Gianni can be an intruder I unexpectedly discover in the house ravage and have his way with me and then Robert can 'rescue me' dressed in his police uniform" she thought to herself. Yes she could feel her pussy tingling already.