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24

By: Many Feathers



5:15 a.m.

I heard the alarm going off for the second time. I rolled over in bed hitting the snooze alarm turning it off. It was 5:15 a.m. I could hear the shower running and smiled as I did so, my hand already reaching down to say good morning to my dick, which was all nice and hard just like it usually was when I woke up.

I wondered briefly as I fondled myself if this was one of those days when Susan was in a hurry to get to work. If she was, then fucking her in the shower was out of the question. Perhaps a hand or blowjob at least if she wasn't too rushed, though there was always Diane.

As I rolled out of bed, I heard the shower turn off. "There'd be no fucking this morning," I thought, she was in a hurry. By the time I stepped into the bathroom needing to pee, Susan was already leaning over towel drying her hair. Her sweet pink split winking at me as I came in, placing my prick at the opening I slipped the head in. One thing about Susan, she was always wet, but then...she was constantly masturbating too. No doubt, she already had while in the shower as evidenced by how easy it was to slip inside her.

"Damn it Jack! You know I have an early shoot this morning!" She complained, though she remained hunched over now holding onto the toilet bowl. I speared her a couple of more times, then slipped out allowing her to stand.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself," I said grinning at her. She grinned back however staring at my hard cock. 

"Wish I could stay," she said honestly. "But I can't show up to work with an already fucked cunt, I'm working with Guy this morning, and you know how he is!"

Guy was indeed a Premadonna with a ten inch dick, and he had a homophobia about other men, which is why he only worked alone, though usually with a bevy of beauties servicing him. Susan was one of them for the schedule shoot. "He'll never know," I told her as I stood to pee lifting the lid, hearing the stream of piss pleasurably splashing as I spoke.

"Yes he would," she said as she glanced over brushing her hair. "He can smell another man's cum from a mile away. I'd end up getting sent home for a violation of agreement, and I'd miss out on a good-sized paycheck for just a couple of hour's worth of work."

"You don't need the money," I told her for about the umpteenth time.

"I know, you take good care of me, but I'm saving it for the future too you know, maybe one day you'll get bored with me and toss me off to the side. So then what? I still have to look out for myself you know, even if you are damn fucking good to me!"

She did have a point.

Susan finished brushing her long blonde hair before drying it, walked over and stepped around behind me as I stood shaking my dick off. She took over for me at that point. I felt the press of her large full breasts against my back, her hard little nipples suddenly growing as she began stroking me as we stood there.

"I've got maybe five extra minutes, long enough?" She asked.

I was horny, so it would be, though in hindsight I probably should have saved it for Diane. She'd be disappointed, though I certainly wouldn't be. But at the moment, it was all about Susan's hand as she stood stroking my cock, moments later watching my spunk as it shot down into the toilet bowl.

"Nice cum!" she said washing her hands at the sink, making me wonder if Guy really did have a nose for another man's cream after all. She then began blow-drying her hair as I turned heading back into the bedroom to dress. Once again I glanced at the beside clock, it was time to dress and head off to work myself, though I now planned for another stop along the way.

I walked over to the refrigerator, reached inside and grabbed a small covered container, pocketing it, and then walked out the door.

5:45 a.m.

I pulled into the local nearby Starbucks for my morning cup of coffee. Diane took my order. I pulled out and drove over to my spot parking the car. A few minutes later I saw Diane coming out with my coffee, she came around to the passenger side opened the door and slipped in. There was no problem with her doing this. I knew the owner of the franchise. Occasionally Bob would come by the studio if we were shooting something indoors. I'd allow him to sit in and watch, sometimes get one of the girls to give him a blowjob. It was a small price to pay for free coffee anytime I wanted it. That, and not having anyone give me, or Diane any guff when she came out to bring it to me either.

She sat my Mocha Late' Grande in the cup holder and turned to face me with her back against the door after first spreading out the folded towel I had placed there for her on the seat. With dark tinted windows in my Mercedes, no one could see anything going on as she unzipped the upper half of the uniform she was wearing. I liked this particular outfit for several reasons, it was quick and easy. Once she'd opened the top, showing me as usual that she wasn't wearing a bra, she then pulled the lower half of the outfit up, bunching it around her waist. She wasn't wearing any panties either.

Diane's kink, or fetish, whatever you wanted to call it, was having people watch her masturbate, men or women, didn't really matter. She had even hit me up for a job a few months ago, which is how we met. I was basically waiting for her to turn twenty-one before I did. Though eighteen was legal age, I had made it a personal policy that I didn't hire, or work with anyone who wasn't twenty-one. There had been too many problems, and a lot of hassles with girls claiming to be eighteen who really weren't, and I was tired of dealing with it. I could have gotten her another job with another studio, but she didn't want that. She wanted to come work for me. So until she did turn twenty-one in a few months she worked here instead as she put herself through school.

At the moment however, I was content to sit there drinking my coffee, watching as her hand began working her bare pink split. She had incredible labia; they were so stretchy that she could literally fold them around a man's cock. She'd done that several times to mine, jerking me off with them as she did so. I already had a few ideas in mind for that when she did come to work for me, but for now...

"How much time do we have this morning?" she asked.

6:10 a.m.

"Not as long as I'd like unfortunately," I said glancing at my watch. We've got a shoot scheduled at 8:00, and I have a few things to go over at the site before we do that."

"Hot cum or cold cum?" she then asked.

For once I was glad I was pressed for time. Easier to use that as an excuse, rather than admit I had wasted a nice load of cum, spilling it in the toilet bowl at home instead. I reached into my pocket retrieving the container with last night's cum in it and handed it to her.

She looked disappointed, as I knew she would be, but took it from me, popping the lid. That was the second part about Diane's fetish. She would only masturbate while doing so with someone's cum, though there were always plenty of volunteers about to help her with that whenever she performed for someone. I watched, sipping my Mocha as she poured the contents of my semen onto her cunt and began working it into her lips, teasing her clit with the slick sticky mess.

Yeah I know...it was pretty weird, but I liked it, as did a lot of people. And once again, it would set her apart from many of the other girls on set when she actually began working for me. She'd even chosen a name for herself, "Lady Labia". It was catchy, I'll give her that, but we'd have to work on that one a little and see if we could come up with something for her to really go by. At the moment however, the last thing I had on my mind was her name. I was too busy enjoying watching her work her cunt, using last night's spunk on herself while doing so. 

I felt my cock stiffen, sitting the coffee back in its holder. I unzipped my fly, seeing the surprised expression on Diane's face. "I can be a little late," I told her. "I am the boss...after all."

She enjoyed watching me too, which is what we usually did especially as cramped as the car actually was. It was rare that we ever did anything more than that, unless we had the time to do so, which we usually didn't. I didn't mind it however, nor did she. Like I said, she preferred simply masturbating as long as she could do so with a fresh supply of slippery sperm to do it with.

"You already cum this morning?" she asked.

"Yeah, I did," I freely admitted. I wasn't about to lie to her either, no point in it. And besides, I never failed to at least give her a saved up jar of it if I had just in case I didn't have time for it, or had already done so like this morning. I sat jerking my cock as she watched, as I watched her.

"Enough for my tits?" she then asked.

She enjoyed the feel of that too, provided of course she had more than enough for her cunt, which she did.

"Dunno, maybe," I said not really thinking I would even by now. "You tell me when then," she offered. Even if I couldn't hit her from where I sat, even leaning forward a little when I did, I knew she'd be there to catch it, and apply it to herself if she had to.

She was already starting to hum, which was another peculiar little signal of hers that she was almost there. Not sure how that would go over in a movie, but we could work around that if we had to. At least she didn't keep humming when she came. She mostly screamed after that when she did. As she began doing now, just as I felt my second sweet spurt of the morning begin racing up the length of my shaft. I leaned forward, her eyes glued to my dick, her hands coming out to catch whatever shot out, especially if it wasn't forceful enough to actually make it to her breasts. It wasn't. I mean it felt good, but it looked more like the bubbly stuff that floated around inside one of those lava lamps as it spilled out, oozing down the side of my dick rather than shooting anywhere. She didn't seem to mind though, quickly cupping her hands around my prick, swiping upwards as she did so, gathering as much of it as she could before applying it to her tits.

Diane really did have great tits. She had dark, almost chocolate looking nipples that were also large, part of her exotic Spanish heritage I suppose, that and her long dark hair. She didn't have overly large tits either, though certainly moldable enough for some good old fashioned titty-fucking, which she also enjoyed. Provided of course you had plenty of spunk to cream on them, otherwise, she wouldn't let you.

Luckily, there was just enough to give them both a reasonably good coating as she rubbed it in.

"Tomorrow?" she then asked, already reaching for the moist towelett's I kept in the service tray.

"Imagine so," I said zipping up. "But I gotta run now."

Diane finished cleaning off her hands, even giving her face a quick brief wipe though nothing else as she then straightened and zipped up her uniform. She stepped out of the car, blowing me a kiss before heading back inside. I pulled out of the lot, heading for work and for several morning appointments. It was...

6:35a.m.

I parked the car in my reserved spot and entered the building. We were currently in the process of shooting a few, what we called dream or memory scenes. A collage of quick brief images of several girls we'd be using for "Pussy Passion", the movie we were currently working on.

Andrea, my production assistant was waiting for me with a stack of folders as I came in. "How many?" I asked taking them from her. I really liked Andrea, she was something special, as was the way she looked and managed herself. She had short, bright white hair that she could quickly style in any number of ways. Depending upon her mood, she could look wickedly evil, or extremely sensual, even naïve if she had to, which wasn't very often. Only when it gave her an edge did she ever appear to look that way.

"Twenty three," she answered walking with me down the short hallway to my office. "Twenty four including myself, thought it would at least be fun to have my own cunt in the movie, even if no one else knows that it is," she added smiling.

I smiled at that, Andrea really did have a sweet tasting cunt. "You sure you don't want a speaking part? Even a small one?" I asked.

"No thanks, I'm no actor," she told me for about the hundredth time. "But I don't mind being used as a stand in, or an extra from time to time, unless the perfect part should come, then maybe I'll consider it." I had one in mind actually, but now was not the time to discuss it. "Anyway, they're all here, waiting in the green room."

Don't know why we actually called it that, the room wasn't green. The walls were painted a dark deep red, we'd actually learned that that particular color helped to settle any jitters or nerves any one might have while waiting there.

"Ok, have them all get naked, I'm only needing around ten or twelve, besides yourself," I quickly added. "I'm going to be looking for specifics, something that sort of stands out, so tell them that. I'll be in to have a look at them in about ten, so make sure they're ready and waiting for me, don't have any time to waste this morning on shy insecure women."

Ten minutes later I walked into the green room, glad to see everyone was indeed naked.

"Ok girls, listen up, I've got a busy day ahead of me, so we don't have a lot of time to be wasting here. So, what I need you all to do is form a circle around me, bend over and grab your ankles, so let's hope you can all do that." They could, and did.

Andrea stood next to the door holding a clipboard. I slowly turned on the ball of my feet taking a close look at the enticing splits that greeted my eyes. I was tempted to be sure, might have even been fun and interesting, for a future party perhaps. But for now...it was all about work.

"You...you, and you." I said tapping their asses as I walked by, taking a quick second look before having made my decision. "You three are my bendovers," I informed them. "Give your names to Andrea as you leave. She'll also give you a release form to fill out along with a set of directions as to where you need to be and when you need to be there. My advice is...be early."

As the three left, each one with smiles on their faces, I turned to the rest. "Ok, now...we're going to need at least four sitting down wide-spreads. So...let's take two of you at a time and have you sit down on the couch over there." Andrea and I both stood together examining the cunts of the women as they sat down on the couch.

"Ok, let's see you really spread em' "I said. "That's it...legs wide apart, let's see some hot looking pussy, even better if you can moisten them up a little," I told them, though that wasn't really necessary. Even Andrea hid a smile behind her hand as the girls all began fingering themselves. She knew I was just getting off on watching them do that.

We picked four more, adding a fifth just in case, though she'd still be paid even if we didn't use her. After giving them each the same instructions as we'd given the first three, they too were excused.

"OK, now I need five really hard clit close up girls. And I mean hard clits ladies. And I need them to be somewhat larger than normal. So if you've got a teeny-weenie one, don't even bother showing me. I wasn't surprised when none of them refrained from doing so, even if they did.

We had soon chosen the five, which were easy to do just for that very reason. "Ok, and now last but not least. I need one of you, and only one mind you, who doesn't mind having her cunt licked by another woman. And that woman in fact being Andrea here. So...I'm going to let her be the one to pick the last girl, since that's whose pussy she's going to be licking in the movie. So if any of you aren't into that, you might as well leave now.

Once again, no one did.

"Ok, Andrea? I'll leave the final selection up to you then, since you'll obviously be the one actually licking her cunt, which you might want to do now as part of the selection process." Once again Andrea was smiling, but this part of it was actually work, and not my own pleasured idea.

Nervously the girls once again rearranged themselves on the couch as well as the chairs. Not so much for actually having their cunts licked while everyone else watched, hell...they'd better get used to that anyway. But more so because this was the last pick of the day and the last opportunity most of them might have or be given for a while.

Andrea began circulating, I watched as she knelt between each woman's legs, giving the girl's cunt a quick brief lick as though savoring her taste and flavor, licking again before moving on. Though it was interesting to see her as she took a swallow from bottled water, swishing her mouth, and then spitting that out into a pitcher that she carried along with her as she moved from girl to girl.

"I dunno Jack, I think it's between these two," she told me. "Tell me what you think."

This time, it was for fun...for me personally, which I knew Andrea had set up and was doing. She'd already made her choice, but it would be interesting to see if I could pick out the same girl she had.

I licked them both, though I pretended to struggle with the choice, finally picking the one that I thought Andrea had. She was indeed sweet tasting, though perhaps not quite as sweet as Andrea was, or even Susan for that matter. But I was fairly certain she was the one. I received a very brief nod of Andrea's head as I stood up. I was right.

"This one," I exclaimed.

"Yes, I agree," Andrea confirmed, quickly writing down the woman's name.

"Michelle," she said giving it to her.

"Michelle?" I now addressed her directly having heard it. 

"Yes?"

"Let me make a suggestion. You're sweet, but...you could even be sweeter. Quit wearing panties."

"Really?"

"Yes, really." It was pure bullshit, once again garnering a brief smirk from Andrea as she turned and dismissed everyone else. But at least there might be one more woman running around town without any panties on, so I felt I'd at least accomplished that much anyway.

It was now...

7:15 a.m.

"I need to leave here by seven-thirty," I told Andrea as she finished up. "In order to be at the outdoor set where we're shooting today by eight, so come see me when you're done getting the information and the forms from the girls. I need you to do something."

Andrea gave me a knowing smile. She knew what it was that I needed her to do, and she would come into my office prepared for it.

The phone on my desk began to ring just as Andrea came in. She quickly walked over to my desk picking it up as she situated herself on the edge of it facing towards me.

"Jack Anderson Productions, Andrea speaking, may I help you?" she asked.

She had already bunched up her short skirt, her bare pussy smiling at me as she did so. I leaned forward in my chair, running my tongue up that sweet split of hers as she spoke.

"No...I'm sorry, Jack's busy at the moment, can I take a message?"

I sucked in her clit, feeling her stiffen a little as she gasped slightly.

"I'm sorry...what was that again? Oh yes...no, he won't be, he's on his way out to the site now. After that he has a lunch meeting he needs to be to, so he won't be able to return your call until sometime after that. Yes...yes, I'll be sure to get him the message. Thank you."

"Who was it?" I asked still licking her split.

"Not that important," she informed me. "Make me cum first, and then I'll tell you."

I licked her a bit more until I could tell she was more than ready. One nice thing about Andrea, she could cum almost as fast as any man could, not that that was a virtue or anything, but sometimes it was handy too.

"Sorry...wish we had more time," I said standing up. "But we've got a busy day ahead of us."

I fished out my rock hard prick placing it at the soft wet entry of her cunt and slid in. As I did, Andrea removed her top along with the bra she was actually wearing. She knew how much I enjoyed looking at, and fondling her tits as we fucked, which I now began doing.


24/7



A Twenty four seven lifestyle is a choice that some claim can't be made. They choose to tell us that it is impossible to have a D/S relationship twenty four hours a day seven days a week fifty two weeks a year. They may be correct. Let's look at their point of view. Is it possible to have someone tied up indefinitely, punished indefinitely, or at the brink of orgasm indefinitely? Well no actually it's not. But if that is all that you care to have in a D/S relationship then by definition it is impossible. So you may quit reading now.

Ok for those of you still reading, that is by no means all that goes into a D/S relationship. There is cuddling, sharing, chores, behavior modification and training. Let's start with a few examples. It is not always necessary to pick out the clothing your slave will wear. Instead go through the slaves wardrobe discarding all that you don't like. Next define to your slave how you want them to dress. This might include only thongs and blue jeans for instance or maybe only dresses. Define the way you want your slave to look. 

We should discuss money. Some of us have to have a second income in order to pay the bills. Some of us don't. If you have to have your slave work, be prepared to at least do some of the housework. Otherwise they will burn out very quickly. Also do you need to marry your slave? I'm not talking love here I'm talking finances. It may be financially advisable to have your slave as a spouse for tax purposes, insurance and other government agencies. I've met a few who could afford a live in slave and all the medical expenses associated with that. I'm just not one of them.

Next we have hygiene. I took my slave out to a mall where there was a bed and bath shop and we spent several hours defining how she was going to smell. I have a personal predilection for vanilla. That colored most of my choices. But she begged well, to be able to smell like other things. I sampled or smelled each product and we wrote down a list of what she was allowed to buy. Next we went to a styling salon, there I met a hairstylist and defined exactly how I wanted my slave to look. While I was there I picked out nail patterns so that for the next year she has 7 patterns to choose from. Two I noted down for special engagements. Now wasn't that simple. For an initial investment of a day I have now defined exactly how I want my slave to look. I can change this any time I like, adding to it or subtracting from it.

Now onto chores. Set a number of chores either per day or per week. These can be intensely time consuming for the slave, and not take much time for you at all. Cleaning is my favorite. Cleaning a house is a very serious investment of time. Checking however can be quick. Leave little sticky in untoward places that your slave has to find. If the slave doesn't find them all...well use your imagination. You should also spot check what your slave has done. Look at well traveled places as well as ones that don't get inspected very often. Such as light fixtures. I've picked up new slaves whose house was in such disarray that we had to start in a single room and work outward. Also pick a sexual chore, such as masturbation or plug insertion that reminds your slave who they serve and who owns them. 

These can eat up large amounts of time. Now we get to the more hands on activities. Going out to a restaurant for instance. Order for your slave and make them finish eating it all. Making your slave eat an ice-cream cone is not necessarily in the same league as anchovies or avocado's. It can be fun to stretch your slaves palate. Sex stores also offer a wide array of possibilities. Having your slave demonstrate a product, undress before the staff or just pick out a video for you to reenact later.

Behavior modification such as not swearing or Bowing/curtsy to everyone you meet. No drinking at parties. Or the good old fashioned Sir or Ma'am to everyone, especially at parties.

I won't get into training here as we all have our own styles. Training games can be a lot of fun though so don't neglect them. Besides it makes your slave feel warm and comfortable to know that you take the time make of them something you desire more. I should mention that sending them to community college to become a masseuse for instance is also a great use of their time.

The most important part of living a 24/7 is that you just do it. It's okay if on some nights if you make love with your partner instead of the slave. Or if they wake you up yelling at you that your late for work. Don't sweat the small stuff.

And most of all, Have fun! Remember if we didn't enjoy it we'd be doing something else. 



24 Candles



He had been with her for over three years, and not once had they had sex. She was too shy for it. He knew it would take a ring on her finger before he even had a shot. He genuinely loved her, but his life was not in the proper place for marriage. But marriage had been his only shot...until earlier that night. 

It was his birthday and all his friends and family were there, and her: Lynne: The girl of his dreams. He had known her since high school and had been dating her for the last three years in a great relationship that kept him happy...if a little sexually frustrated. As he went to blow out the candles on his cake she called out "Don't forget to make a wish!" So he did. 

And that is when it happened. As the final of the twenty-four candles was blown out everything just stopped, aside from him. He stared around as the sudden silence shocked him, he noticed Cola frozen in mid pour and everyone frozen staring at him expressions of joy stuck on their still faces. Then while everyone and everything but him was frozen he heard someone talking, someone he had never heard before. 

"Max." boomed a loud, commanding, yet somehow friendly and yielding female voice called out to him. "You have made a wish to be able to finally have a physical relationship with your girlfriend." He was unsure of how to react "yes...I did." He replied knowing this obviously wasn't just a prank by his friends and wherever this voice came from it was pointless to lie to it. "Then so be it." came the strange voice again. "I have put her under your complete control. She will now not only do anything sexual you want her to, but you can control her body in any way you choose as well. Even ways that shouldn't be possible. She is now your complete and total sex slave. She will do and enjoy anything you command her to do with your thoughts." 

He was stunned if it wasn't for his friends being frozen all around him he would've never believed any of it at all...but time freezing around you is usually proof of a higher power at work. So he made up his mind he had to ask "Who are you that you can make this happen?" He demanded of his strange benefactor. "Enjoy." Was the voices only response. 

Then suddenly noise and festivities kicked back in and he knew the voice was gone, if it had truly been there in the first place. So he did his best to ignore what had happened for the moment and rejoin his own party. But he couldn't help but feel that it had been real not a figment of his overactive imagination. Lynne was staying the night tonight as she did almost every Saturday. He would try it out then when no one else was around. 

As the last few of Max's friends left Lynne couldn't help but feel relieved. It wasn't that she didn't like them, she just couldn't wait to be alone with him for their weekly ritual of ordering a pizza and watching ghost shows on TV until they fell asleep warm and safe in each others arms. It was a weekly ritual that kept her sane and eased all of her stress. 

As they sat there curled up in each others arms she noticed he was breathing awfully fast and she could feel his heartbeat racing. "Are you alright?" She asked him concerned, he seemed nervous. "I'm fine." He replied but he seemed distracted. "Can I have a kiss?" He added on afterwards. Of course she would kiss him, she absolutely loved him. She swooped her long brown hair back and leaned in towards him and he pressed his warm lips into hers. 

This was as far physically as they had ever gotten long kisses and making out, but he always had to do most of the work with his tongue and hers rarely got involved. She was way too nervous about getting physical to ever use her tongue to do anymore than occasionally stroke his tongue with hers as it entered her mouth. As he gazed into her hazel eyes he knew how much he loved her and how much he wanted more of her, all of her, to just be absorbed in her loving caress. So he decided to see if what had happened with the voice earlier was true and try it out. So he focused on her making out with him and finally using her tongue in his mouth. 

He felt kind of stupid sitting there trying to command her to get more physical using only his mind. Right up until suddenly her tongue pushed his back into his mouth and began moving in ways he didn't know a tongue could. This felt simply amazing. She scooted closer into his embrace and he held her so tightly. He had always dreamed of being able to get a little more physical with her without making things awkward between them. 

As she sat in his kiss she just suddenly felt compelled to take this kiss further than they ever had before. She couldn't explain why. She loved him but she also had strong beliefs that only married couples should have a physical relationship. But now she couldn't help her self. She began stroking his tongue with hers then decide to go on the attack with it. She forced her tongue into his mouth and began rolling it and stroking the roof of his mouth. She knew what she wanted in a kiss and was giving it to him full force, and judging by how his eyes closed and he pulled her closer he enjoyed it. 

As they were kissing she felt his hands start slowly sliding into the back of her shirt. She hoped he was going to give her one of his back massages, oh how she loved those. His firm hands working hard up and down her shoulder blades and her neck just made her feel amazing. Then she suddenly noticed his hands didn't stop on her back they moved around and were now sliding up the front of her bra. She had told him about this before, he had tried it once, she wasn't ready and it made her uncomfortable. 

But this time it was different. As his hand slid under the cotton and onto her breast she couldn't think of how she wanted to wait for sex. In fact all she could think was that this felt amazing to be so absolutely wanted that someone would do this with her. And all she wanted to do was please him in return. As he stroked her breasts spending alot or time on her now erect nipples she began moaning with pleasure into their still continuing kiss. 

She had never been proud of her breasts or found them sexy. She only wore a B cup, she knew men wouldn't want those, they all wanted D's or even DD's, how could she compete with breast like that. But as his hands continued their busy run, fingertips gliding gently, over her breasts she suddenly felt like her breasts were sexy and maybe even she was sexy. His hands felt restricted though by all the material around them. She wanted them to have free access to her. And she wanted him to see what he had been so lovingly exciting for the past few minutes. And before she could even think about making the decision her hands were working on removing her shirt. 

He leaned out of the kiss as she worked on the last order he thought to make her do, removing her shirt and bra and exposing the breasts he had sought after for so long. As she finished removing her bra he finally saw them and he found her even more attractive than before. Her breasts weren't large but neither was she. She was only around 5' 5" and 95 lbs. So her smaller breasts fit perfectly onto her body so sensually smooth. She was driving him crazy. He simply had to do more to them. And sending a quick mental command her way he suddenly plunged his face into them. 

After removing her shirt and seeing how pleased he looked she began to grow a little nervous, why was she doing this? She knew she loved him and wanted him like this. But not now...not at this point in her life. Then suddenly all she could think of was how amazing it would feel if he were to begin using his mouth on her breasts instead of his hands. And almost as if it were on cue he began gently kissing the top of her left breast, just under her clavicle. And began slowly moving the kisses down until he got to her nipple 

As he cupped his mouth around her nipple and began working on it with his tongue she suddenly felt a strange sensation in her loins. Was this an orgasm? She had never had one, being raised all her life that pre-marital sex was wrong, and masturbation dirty this was the most her body had ever been explored, even by her. But something was going on down there. And it wasn't the usual dampness of her desire. She was suddenly feeling a pressure down there, one she knew had to be released. And she knew as well only he could release. 

As he worked over her breasts with his mouth and hands he just kept pushing her closer and closer to orgasm using only his thoughts. Before this night was over he would please her so much she would never want to go a long period of time without his touch again. After about 10 minutes of sucking, licking, and feeling her breasts, once he knew he had the salty taste of her skin burned forever into his mind, and he had her so close to orgasm that the only thing keeping her back was his ability to control her body. Then he finally relented and with a quick last few licks and pinches he thought another command at her. 'Orgasm.' He also figured he could alter her body as well. So he made sure she would squirt, he had always found that attractive. He also decided to make this a long orgasm as well, leaving her soaking in her own pleasure, metaphorically, and literally. 

As his tongue washed over her nipples and breast a few last times it finally happened. That pressure she had been feeling suddenly burst out and she knew THIS was an orgasm, and her very first. She was in complete ecstasy she could feel her vagina pulsing and contracting, and something was flowing out. But she didn't care, even when it didn't stop for a few seconds or maybe a few minutes. She couldn't tell, she was just in too much pleasure to notice. As her own juices began to soak through her underwear and flow out through the legs of her very short jean shorts. She just wanted this to last and to eat up every second of it. 

At last her flow stopped along with her moaning, which was damn near a scream at this point she realized. She was out of breath too and began gasping for air as she leaned forward resting her entire body upon his, and realizing how amazing she felt at the moment, even though she was a little worn out. Then after a few seconds she realized something else to...her pants were soaked...and not just her pants: her legs,and the couch cushion she was sitting on. 'Oh God.' She thought to herself. 'He probably thinks I wet myself... now I'll never get him to do that again.' She was so embarrassed. She had heard of squirting orgasms before. But never like this, no one ever continuously squirted such a vast amount of liquid over such time as she had just done. Maybe there was something wrong with her...this didn't seem healthy at all. 

As he finally allowed her climax to end she fell into him exhausted, but he suspected also very pleased. Then after a few seconds he saw her begin to cry. "What's wrong?" he asked her genuinely wanting to know and to help her...'wasn't she supposed to enjoy whatever I made her do.' He thought, worried he had somehow broken her by making her move too fast and at once. "I didn't mean to make such a mess. I'm so sorry." She managed to choke out between sobs. 'So that is what her problem was, she was concerned about how I would react to the mess.' He figured, then said "It's OK Lynne. I know you didn't mean for this to happen, but it's such a beautiful mess. Created purely of our passion finally reaching a physical culmination." He held her close and began thinking commands to make her feel better about it. And to take things a little further. 

He told her it was OK, and suddenly she found her crying to be ending. In fact now she felt oddly proud of what had happened. How many other women could have an orgasm like that. Then she stared into his deep brown eyes and marveled at him. How many other mean could've caused an orgasm like that. As she looked at him she could feel her love for him growing. As well as her lust for him. 

Then as he was laying there holding her she heard him begin to talk "It is a mess, But we will get it cleaned up together. First step" he was now rubbing one of his hands up and down her wrecked pants "is to get these wet old things off of you." And as he said that she knew he was right. 

And has his hands slid to the button she knew she should reject, and head to the bathroom to take care of it in private. This wasn't right. But if it wasn't why did she suddenly feel it was? 

She gave in to the feeling and felt a giddy rush of nervousness and joy as he unbuttoned and unzipped her tiny shorts. As she stood up to allow easier access he pulled them down and she stepped out. She looked down and her soaked white panties left almost nothing to the imagination. And she was proud of her womanhood. More so than she had ever been. And as he pulled them down finally revealing herself to another human for the firs time since she had matured, she had been to nervous to even go see a gynecologist, she knew she wanted him to be inside her. 

"So you're the one who made all that mess." He said staring directly at her soaked sticky vagina which for some reason she found incredibly sexy. Him talking to it as though it was it's own living being with it's own consciousness. "Max, we can just go wash the pants but how will you clean me?" She didn't even think about saying it or know why, but she wanted him to lick off all the clear substance she had released all over herself. It had soaked the entire region her pants contained, and even due to how she was sitting curled on the couch, part of her belly. "Oh I have my ways," He said. Then she felt his mouth on her smooth belly just below her navel. 

She was in awe of how good it felt to have his tongue working her belly licking up her previous excitement in it's physical form. And as he began to get lower her anticipation was almost palpable. She had gone from never having been seen naked to having the worlds largest squirting orgasm to having her man lapping at her crotch all so fast. To her shock though he never touched her dripping pussy, which was getting more moist by the second getting herself all worked up again. She was hoping he would cause another orgasm. 

But as he got near her vulva he swooped to the side and moved down her thighs and hips and suddenly to her initial shock, her butt. She was mortified, anal sex was the one thing she would absolutely refuse to do. It's a butt for Christ's sake, it's for shitting, not fucking. But as his tongue licked all over her cheeks and hips she found herself not only allowing it, but enjoying it. Even hoping he might move into the forbidden zone hoping his tongue would open her anus. 

And then it did. And holy hell she felt amazing. She almost had another orgasm right then and there but just couldn't for some reason. Almost like something was holding her back. She could do this forever she was amazed at how good it felt. So since she had been standing since removing the shorts she decided to let him know how great this felt. She dropped to all fours feeling the cold tile pressing on her hands and knees and stuck her ass straight up by dropping her upper half to the floor. The freezing ground felt amazing against her breasts then she felt his hands wrap around her thighs and he lifted her lower half onto his lap up on the couch and resumed his tongues flitting exploration. 

She didn't know how long it lasted, but with her cheeks and back hole being constantly stroked and sometimes penetrated by his tongue she didn't care. She hoped this could go on forever. Then he did something great and stuck his whole tongue inside of her and began to lick all around the inside opening of her anus. He kept this up while stroking and smacking her lush cheeks with his hands and she couldn't take it anymore and her orgasm rushed forth as the dam broke again. And again juices flowed everywhere, but now with no pants to hold any of it in and the way he had her positioned it rushed all over his lap and onto the couch and down onto the floor. It came out in bursts and squirts of varying power and volume. And she once again felt amazing. 

As she lay gasping for air with her face pressed sideways on the floor she suddenly felt a liquid begin to trickle up against her face. As soon as her senses finally returned and the intense rush of pleasure was fading she noticed it was her own orgasmic fluid making a huge puddle on the floor and running everywhere through the cracks in the tile. Then without even knowing why or thinking about it she began lapping it up. It tasted so good. Vaguely sweet but also sort of sour, she couldn't explain it. But she wanted more. She crawled around completely nude on all fours licking her own sex juices out of cracks in the tile. At one point she thought how this should probably be embarrassing or even degrading, but she couldn't help herself it just tasted so good. And he watched gazing content at her, so he obviously didn't mind. 

After her impromptu liquid meal she stood up and began walking back to the bedroom to get a new set of clothes. Then he suddenly asked "Where are you going?" "To get more clothes and maybe a towel or two." She responded cooly letting him know her plans. "Not yet you arent. I haven't even got to work on your pussy yet." he replied in a light friendly tone. 

She then suddenly became horny again as though his words had triggered it. And she knew that him working down there would probably be an amazing experience based on what else he had done tonight. And she didn't wanna miss out. So she walked back over and launched herself onto him without even thinking about it as she began making out with him and removing his clothes as fast as she could. 

She was on her knees in front of the couch to remove his pants and briefs now. As she began to pull down his underpants and his penis emerged she had never been so happy to see something before. As it came out she just stopped and stared at it. It wasn't huge, though it was a little longer than her open hand from bottom of the palm to tip of her fingers and her hand wrapped around it nicely which she noticed as she grabbed it by a random impulse she couldn't describe. After messing around with it for a few minutes to his grunts of pleasure she knew she had to have it inside of her. 

But first she wanted to get him worked up to his largest and get it lubricated, even though her own body seemed to be producing an obscene amount of fluids down there. So she did something else she had always looked down on and feared, she jammed his penis in her mouth. It tasted even better than her own fluids had. In fact she hadn't ever tasted anything else this good before. So she began licking it and seeing how deep in her throat she could get it. 

She wasn't aware how long she had been soaking up the flavor but she suddenly remembered her urges to have it in her much lower than the mouth. So she simply climbed upon him with her legs straddling him and pressed herself onto it. Oh the warmth of it as it penetrated her never before penetrated cunt was amazing. The slight pain of her fresh virgin vagina stretching to accommodate it's girth was driving her crazy, mixing with the pleasure of the insertion causing a whole new sensation she had never felt before. She began working her hips in a back and forth motion to get the action started. She couldn't believe the insane amount of pleasure this was causing her. All of her fears of premarital sex and unwanted pregnancy just washed away by it. She somehow knew everything would be alright. She couldn't help but from pushing her mouth onto his mouth and jamming her tongue in forcefully. And as they both were there becoming one, with her hips moving a mile a minute, and her tongue trying to outpace it, she felt his hands gently caressing her breasts. Then he finally got to her nipples the pleasure shocked her. It shocked her to the point of releasing the kiss to look down at her breasts to see what he was doing. That's when she saw something that couldn't possibly be happening...her nipples had become large clits and he was working them with his hands. 




24 Candles



The sensations combined into more than she could handle. She couldn't even keep pulsing her hips anymore she was in pure ecstasy once more. And even then as he took over the motion she couldn't orgasm, though with the sensations she was having she may as well have been. Finally she felt his penis convulse and a warm jet inside of her as he released. And right as that happened she finally felt the pressure relieve again for her third, and judging by the mess made this time largest, orgasm of the night. She finally came out of her pleasure shock still straddling him on the couch. She laid her head down on his warm chest and almost instantly fell asleep. 

He was worn out. This had been the most awesome night of his life. He had not only finally gotten to have sex with his true love, but got to control the whole thing to make sure they were both completely satisfied. He didn't know whether or not the powers would last past tonight or if it was a one time only deal. So he returned her body back to normal, restoring her nipples, making her orgasms last normal lengths of time and not squirt the whole time, only a pulse or two like a normal squirting woman. Then he decided to try something to clean up her orgasm fluid which was everywhere. Since it was technically part of her body he tried to control it, to make it reabsorb into her. And to his surprise and pleasure so he wouldn't have to clean up, it did. It slid along the ground and out of the couch fabric and off both their bodies and back into her pussy where it was absorbed by her body. He then left a few mental commands that would last. Making her completely enjoy and not question anything that had gone on and to alter her sexual urges to more mach his and then he too couldn't stay awake anymore. As he dozed off his last thought was 'one hell of a birthday.' And he kissed her on the top of the head and fell asleep on the couch holding her close, still inside her.



24 Degenerate Hours



This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe

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The Following Takes Place Between 12 AM and 1 AM on February 27, 2000

At a hotel in Hartford, Connecticut, Triple H and X-Pac are in a hotel suite while Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley is in the shower. X-Pac, wearing jeans and a faded D-Generation X t-shirt, sighs as he sits on a couch, "Hey Hunter, why the fuck are we in a hotel when you and Stephanie live right up the road in Greenwich?" X-Pac asks.

Triple H, wearing just a pair of jeans, smirks, "Because the last time you threw up on Stephanie's expensive new couch and she refuses to let you anywhere near it."

"Oh very funny... who was the one who gave me that kamikaze!" X-Pac snaps.

"No one told you to drink it..." Triple H smirks before he walks over to the bathroom door to knock on it, "Hey honey... you gonna be in there all night?"

The door to the hotel suite's bathroom opens and the devious, bratty, and slutty wife of Triple H, Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley steps out of the bathroom with her brown hair damp and a white bathrobe covering her wet soaked body. "I wasn't in there that long Hunter..." Stephanie says with a slight smirk before she steps past her husband and her eyes instantly lock on X-Pac. Stephanie grits her teeth and narrows her eyes to glare at X-Pac "Hunter, what is HE doing here!?" Stephanie slightly snaps.

"Hey Steph... I'm crashing here..." X-Pac smirks, "Hunter said it was okay." 

Stephanie folds her arms against her chest and glances over her shoulder to glare at her husband "Well it's not ok with me!" Stephanie snaps. "Hunter he needs to leave now!"

"Oh come on Steph... Pac is sorry about the couch," Hunter says. 

"Yeah Stephanie... I'm gonna replace it for ya... you know, when that big fat raise all of us in DX kicks in..." X-Pac grins.

Stephanie places her hands onto her smoothly rounded, perfectly shaped hips "Who said YOU'RE getting a raise?" Stephanie says with a sly smirk before glancing over at Triple H "Hunter...I want to go to bed, now..." Stephanie says as she mischievously raises an eyebrow and looks at her husband, giving him the signal that she is definitely in the mood.

Triple H smirks. "Sounds like a great idea Steph... so how about a threesome... you know it's been like two days since you had one..." Triple H says.

Stephanie licks her lips as she looks at Triple H "Mmm...you have something in mind babe?" Stephanie asks with a sly smirk as she starts to untie her white bathrobe.

"Yeah instead of kicking Pac out... why don't both of us bang you like crazy..." Triple H smirks. 

"I like that idea..." X-Pac laughs.

Stephanie seductively grits her teeth "Is he going to fuck me real good Hunter?" Stephanie asks with a smirk as she opens her white bathrobe and removes the bathrobe from her gorgeous and incredibly hot, naked body as she expose her perfect, juicy tits and her nicely shaved pussy.

"Hey I've never heard you complained about how I fucked you in the past!" X- Pac says before Triple H can reply.

"That's because I was drunk..." Stephanie says with a smirk as she walks up to Triple H and places her hands onto his muscular, tanned chest as she slyly lowers her hands down his chest and to his rock hard, toned stomach before she starts to unbutton his jeans.

"And her drink was spiked..." Triple H smirks as Stephanie unzips his jeans and pulls them down from his waist to release his thick hard cock. 

"Hey I've fucked Steph a lot since Vegas..." X-Pac says as he takes off his t-shirt.

Stephanie slyly smirks at X-Pac and laughs as she wraps her manipulative hands around Triple H's rock hard cock and starts to smoothly stroke her hands on his cock. "Only because you begged Pac..." Stephanie replies as she kneels down in front of her husband, The Game.

"I never begged!" X-Pac says. "Mmmmm... I gotta believe Steph..." Triple H moans and smirks as Stephanie strokes his cock. 

"You would... she's got your dick in her hands!" X-Pac laughs as he starts to unbutton his jeans. Stephanie lifts her head and slyly licks her lips as she looks up at Triple H before she opens her mouth and takes the head of his cock into her incredibly warm and moist mouth. Stephanie wraps her lips around his cock and starts to smoothly bob her head on her husband's thick, rock hard cock.

"Mmmmm fuck..." Triple H moans as Stephanie bobs her head up and down on his cock. X-Pac finishes taking off his jeans before moves behind Stephanie and kneels behind her.

Stephanie closes her eyes as she smoothly and expertly moves her head on Stephanie's cock gradually bobbing her head at a quicker pace to suck his cock. "Mmmmmm..." Stephanie moans as she feels X-Pac's hands rubbing and roaming her wet, warm pussy.

"Shit she's fuckin' soaking..." X-Pac grins as he rubs Stephanie's wet, warm pussy before he guides his cock into her pussy. As X-Pac starts to fuck Stephanie from behind, Triple H places his hands on her head as she quickly sucks his cock.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Stephanie moans as she bobs her head eagerly on Triple H's sledgehammer-like cock while she lifts her hands and places them onto his muscular waist. Stephanie seductively groans on Triple H's cock that already is dripping with her saliva while she rocks back on her knees to pushes her wet, tight pussy against X-Pac's thrusting cock.

"Ahhh yeah Steph... mmmm fuck.." Triple H moans as he runs his hands through Stephanie's hair as she swallows every inch of his cock. X-Pac holds onto Stephanie's hips as he firmly thrusts his cock in and out of her pussy from behind.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Stephanie moans as her lips brush against Triple H's shaft as she rapidly and expertly bobs her head on his cock. Stephanie lightly rakes her fingernails against his muscular waist as she rocks back and forth on her knees to push back against X-Pac's thrusting cock.

"Mmmm shit... fuck yeah..." X-Pac licks his lips as he pounds Stephanie's wet cunt with quick hard thrusts that makes her rock forward. Triple H smirks as Stephanie twists and turns her head on his shaft as she slobbers all over it.

Stephanie lifts her head from Triple H's cock and seductively opens her eyes to look up at Triple H while she quickly rocks back and forth on her knees as X-Pac slams his cock into her pussy from behind. "Ohhhhh...ohhhh fuck!" Stephanie lustfully moans.

"Awww... fucking like that don't ya Steph?" X-Pac grunts as he continues to ram his cock into Stephanie's pussy as she pushes back against him. Triple H moves to the large hotel room bed and sits on it as he watches his wife get fucked doggy style.

Stephanie grits her teeth and nods her head as she places her hands firmly down onto the floor as her body moves back and forth on her knees to match and push against X-Pac's firm and deep thrusts. "Ohhhh mmm...yesss ohhh fuck that pussy!"

"Mmm shit... ahhh!" X-Pac licks his lips as pumps his cock in and out of Stephanie's cunt. 

"Hey Steph... bring that twat of yours to where it really belongs..." Triple H smirks as he starts to lay back on the bed while X-Pac pulls out of Stephanie's pussy.

Stephanie slyly raises an eyebrow and glances over her shoulder to smirk at X-Pac. "So...am I going to get to suck it?" Stephanie asks with a lick of her slutty, moist lips before she stands up from the floor and begins to walk over to the large bed.

"Fuck yeah you are... just make sure you're facing me when you go for your ride on Hunter..." X-Pac smirks as he follows Stephanie towards the bed. Stephanie smirks as she reaches the bed and eagerly climbs onto the bed to join her husband, Triple H. Stephanie turns her gorgeous body so that her back is facing Triple H and her front is facing X-Pac. Stephanie perfectly lifts her lower body and smoothly lowers her pussy down onto Triple H's rigid cock.

"Mmmm shit... I love this position..." Triple H smirks as he puts his strong hands on Stephanie's waist as she completely sits on his shaft. X-Pac climbs up onto the bed and positions himself in front of Stephanie's so that his cock is hanging inches from her mouth.

"Mmmmm...Fuck my mouth Pac..." Stephanie moans and hungrily licks her lips as she opens her slutty, wet mouth as wide as she can. Stephanie leans back slightly and places her hands onto Triple H's muscular chest while she smoothly rocks back and forth on his cock.

"This is just too sweet..." X-Pac grins before he grabs his cock and lays the tip on Stephanie's bottom lip. X-Pac then grabs Stephanie's head and thrusts his entire cock into Stephanie's mouth.

"MMMMMMMM!" Stephanie loudly moans as X-Pac deeply impales her wet, warm mouth with his rock hard cock. Stephanie closes her eyes as she starts to rock on Triple H's cock at a quicker pace.

"Ahhh shit... mmm fuck..." Triple H smirks as he starts to thrust his cock upward into Stephanie's cunt as she rocks back and forth on his cock. X-Pac grits his teeth as he holds onto Stephanie's head as he pumps his cock in and out of her mouth.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Stephanie lustfully moans as she feels X-Pac's cock swiftly thrusting in and out of her wet, warm mouth as she rocks back on Triple H's cock, occasionally grinding her pussy against his massive shaft.

"Ohhh yeah.... ohhh fuck yeah!" X-Pac moans as he fucks Stephanie's mouth with quick thrusts as he gets his dick further down her throat. Triple H begins to lift Stephanie up and down on his big hard cock as she rocks sharply on it.

"Mmmmm...Gahhh! Gahhhh!" Stephanie seductively gags and moans on X-Pac's cock as her wet saliva drenches his entire cock. Stephanie closes her eyes as she feels the head of X-Pac's cock rubbing against the back of her hot, slutty mouth. Stephanie lightly digs her fingernails into Triple H's muscular chest as she sharply lowers herself on his cock.

"Ohhh fuck yeah... mmmm shit!" Triple H grunts as he lifts Stephanie up and down on his cock while he pumps it upward into her cunt. X-Pac tilts his head back as he deeply fucks Stephanie's mouth as she gags and slobbers on his dick.

"Mmmmm! Ohhhhh shit!" Stephanie moans as she suddenly jerks her head free from X-Pac's cock as she continues to quickly rock back and forth on Triple H's cock that is deeply drilling her cunt.

"Fuck this is hot..." X-Pac grins as he kneels down on the bed in front of Stephanie. The greasy-haired DX member then guides his cock into Stephanie's already stuffed pussy, and his cock instantly grinds against Triple H's shaft.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh fuck! Shit!" Stephanie screams with lust as she leans her head back and grits her teeth as she feels X-Pac and Triple H's cocks both thrusting and stretching her pussy as they fuck the boss's daughter.

"Mmmm ahhh fuck... ahhh!" Triple H groans as he moves his hands from Stephanie's hips and places them on her lower back to give her some extra support. He and X-Pac alternate their thrusts as they deeply fuck Stephanie's stretched pussy.

"Ohhhh yeah...ohhhh fuck that pussy..." Stephanie moans as she wraps her legs around X-Pac's waist as she rocks between the two members of DX while they deeply drill her pussy.

"Ohhhh fuck... mmmm shit... ahhh damn!" X-Pac groans as he grabs hold of Stephanie's legs as he starts to thrust his cock quicker into Stephanie's double stuffed cunt. Stephanie licks her lips as she sharply rocks back on Triple H's cock, grinding her juicy ass against his waist while X-Pac forces his cock deeper into her stuffed pussy.

"Mmmm... ahhh... mmmm!" Triple H grunts as he feels X-Pac's cock moving quicker against his own as they fuck Stephanie's twat at the same time. As the leader of DX starts to feel his cock throbbing, X-Pac pulls his own dick out of Stephanie's pussy.

Stephanie opens her eyes and seductively glares at X-Pac as she slowly moves on Triple H's slightly throbbing cock. Stephanie playfully pouts her lips together as she looks up at X-Pac. "Awww...why do you pull out?"

"I want to fuck your ass... that's why..." X-Pac grins as Triple H pushes Stephanie off of his own cock. Stephanie rolls over onto the bed and grits her teeth as she immediately pushes up herself up onto her hands and knees, sticking her juicy and perfectly rounded ass into the air.

"Don't think you're done with me baby..." Triple H says as the greasy-haired degenerate known as X-Pac kneels behind Stephanie and forces his cock into Stephanie's tight asshole.

"Mmmmm...ohhh fuck..." Stephanie groans and bites down on her bottom lip as she feels X-Pac's cock entering her tight asshole.

"Ohh shit... mmm..." X-Pac grunts as he starts to thrust his cock in and out of Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley's asshole. Triple H moves to kneel in front of Stephanie, where Stephanie instantly lowers her head to take his cock into her mouth.

"Mmmmm...ohhh Hunter...babe..." Stephanie moans before she wraps her soft, perfectly moist lips around Triple H's cock and starts to smoothly bob her head while X-Pac's slam his cock and all his weight into his thrusts while her fucks her juicy Billion Dollar ass.

"Mmmm yeah..." Triple H moans as Stephanie bobs her head up on his throbbing cock. X-Pac grabs hold of Stephanie's ass cheeks as he pounds her Billion Dollar ass with hard thrusts as she rocks between him and Triple H.

"Mmmm! Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Stephanie moans as her lips brush back and forth against Triple H's throbbing shaft while she steadily grinds her juicy ass back against X-Pac's toned waist.

"Ohhh shit... mmmm fuck yeah..." X-Pac grunts as he thrusts his cock balls deep into Stephanie's asshole. Triple H licks his lips as Stephanie twirls her tongue around his cock as it throbs and pulsates within her mouth. Stephanie slyly lifts her manipulative, seductive eyes and locks them with Triple H as she wickedly teases the sensitive area of his throbbing shaft by flicking her tongue against the bottom side of his cock.

"Ahhhh... .awwww fuck... mmm!" Triple H moans as he starts to cum inside of Stephanie's mouth as she slides her tongue against the bottom side of his dick.

"Mmmmmm!" Stephanie moans as she wraps her lips tightly around Triple H's throbbing shaft as she feels his warm cum rushing from his piss-slit.

"Ohhhh ahhh fuck... mmmm shit..." X-Pac moans as he pulls his cock out of Stephanie's asshole. He quickly strokes his cock until his starts to blow his load all over Stephanie's juicy ass. Stephanie glances over her shoulder with sweat dripping from her face and Triple H's cum dripping against her lips to start X-Pac spray his warm, thick load of cum onto her juicy ass cheeks.

"Mmmm fuck... Stephanie's ass always looks good with some jizz on it..." X- Pac smirks as he smacks his cum shooting cock against Stephanie's ass cheeks.

Stephanie licks her lips as she looks back at Triple H "So Hunter...do we have anymore plans tonight?"

"None that I know of..." Triple H smirks. 

"Hey Hunter... I heard the Godfather has some Hos available for tonight" X- Pac grins.

Stephanie narrows her eyes as she sees the smirk appearing on Triple H's face "Hunter...don't even think about it!"

"What? I'm not thinking about anything.." Triple H smirks.

Stephanie points a finger at Triple H "Don't you even dare..."

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The Following Takes Place Between 1 AM and 2 AM on February 27, 2000

"Oh c'mon Chyna... you know it ain't DX without you in the mix..." Billy Gunn says as he follows the 9th Wonder of the World Chyna to her hotel room. Billy is wearing a sleeveless 'Mr. Ass' t-shirt and jeans as he tries to convince the muscular Diva to rejoin the group that helped made her famous.

Chyna sighs and shakes her head as she walks down the hallway with her arms folded against her chest "Billy...I've moved on to bigger and better things since leaving DX, I've won the Intercontinental Championship..." Chyna replies as she stops at her hotel room door and unlocks it with the keycard. The beautiful and powerful Diva is dressed in a pair of tight fitting jeans and a black top.

"You mean the same Intercontinental Championship that you screwed me out of by signing that open contract way back in the fall?" Billy says as he folds his arms.

"Billy...get over it..." Chyna says as she opens her hotel room door and steps in turning the lights on inside.

"I am over it..." Billy says, "But you and I know both know being apart of DX would mean bigger things for you... and I wouldn't mine having you around again," Billy smiles as he blatantly tries to sweet talk the 9th Wonder of the World.

Chyna presses lips firmly together and shakes her head "It wouldn't this time...cause I can't stand Stephanie..." Chyna smirks a bit "Boy...I would love to give that little Princess a power bomb..."

Billy laughs a bit, "Well if you were apart of DX again, you could get your hands on her to put her in her place...' Billy says as he steps into Chyna's hotel room.

Chyna laughs "As much as I would love to, I don't think so Billy..."

"Oh come on... seeing you beat on the second best Diva ass in the WWF would be awesome," Billy says

Chyna sighs and rolls her eyes a bit "Billy, the only reason you want me back in DX is so thought you can 'beat' on my ass again..." Chyna says with a soft smile as she walks over to her hotel bed and slides her shoes off.

"Do you blame me?" Billy smirks, "You do have the second best overall ass in the WWF, behind only me of course...." Billy adds.

Chyna slowly nods her head and smirks "We did have some good times Billy..." Chyna says as she sits down on the edge of the end with a sigh.

"So how about it? You don't have to make a decision to rejoin DX anytime soon... but we could have a good time right now..." Billy Gunn says as he finally closes the hotel room door.

Chyna glances over her shoulder to look at the alarm clock "It's getting late..." Chyna pauses and shrugs her shoulders "Well...I guess we could..."

"Yeah we could... it's not like you're wrestling at the pay-per-view tonight..." Billy grins as he takes off his shirt to reveal his tanned, muscular upper body as he steps towards the bed. Chyna smirks and locks her eyes on Billy Gunn's impressively built tanned and muscular chest before she as well removes her top to expose her incredibly large and firm, juicy tits.

"Damn it's been way to long since I saw them bad boys..." Billy grins as he looks at Chyna's huge tits. Billy kicks off the sneakers he's wearing as he eagerly unbuttons and unzips his jeans.

Chyna laughs "You mean bad girls, right Billy?" Chyna says before she stands up from the bed to come face to face with Billy Gunn while he is unbuttoning his jeans. Chyna places her hands onto his muscular chest before she powerfully pushes him onto the bed.

"Yeah... that's what I meant..." Billy laughs as he now lays on the bed with his jeans unbuttoned. Billy grins as Chyna grabs the waistline of his open jeans and proceeds to pull them from his waist and off of his strong legs. Chyna grits her teeth slightly as she kneels onto the edge of the bed and places her right hand against the crotch of his white boxer briefs, massaging his slightly hard cock underneath. 

"Mmmmm..." Billy licks his lips as Chyna slides her right hand back and forth over his boxer briefs covered crotch as she feels his cock gradually becoming harder within them. Chyna locks her eyes firmly with Billy Gunn and smirks as she lowers his white boxer briefs from his muscular waist with her left hand and instantly wraps her right hand around his incredibly thick and hard cock.

"Ahhh shit..." Billy groans as he sits up slightly to watch Chyna as she firmly holds his massive cock with her right hand while she uses her left hand to completely remove his boxer briefs from his legs. Chyna lowers her head and pats her wet tongue firmly against the head of Billy Gunn's cock before she smoothly slides her tongue around the head of his thick cock. Chyna opens her warm mouth and lowers her dark black haired head to take his cock into her mouth.




24 Degenerate Hours



"Mmmmm ohhh..." Billy moans as he closes his eyes when Chyna starts to bob her head up and down on his cock at a slow pace. Chyna wraps her lips around Billy Gunn's cock and starts to gradually bob her head on his cock, taking him perfectly into her warm and saliva dripping wet mouth. Chyna closes her eyes as her head bobs quicker on his shaft.

"Mmmmm fuck... ohhh damn you're the best at this..." Billy moans as he lays flat on the bed, completely enjoying the way Chyna is sucking his cock. Chyna presses her lips tighter around Billy Gunn's cock as her wet tongue laps against his shaft while she constantly bobs her head at a rapidly increasing pace while she takes him deeper into her mouth.

"Mmmm fuck... ahhh yeah... mmm..." Billy moans as he starts to lift his hips to thrust his cock upward into Chyna's warm wet mouth as she bobs her head at a brisk pace on it.

Mmmmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm!" Chyna moans as he starts to thrust his cock deeply into her mouth at a quick pace causing her head to rapidly moves on his shaft.

"Mmmm fuck Chyna... ahhh... ohh yeah.." Billy moans as he feels Chyna's tongue against the bottom side of his cock as he pushes it upward into her mouth. Chyna slowly lifts her head from Billy Gunn's cock and licks her lips as she watches her saliva drip from his shaft. "Fuck Chyna... no one sucks cock like you do...' Billy grins as he starts to sit up on the bed.

Chyna smirks and laughs "Of course no one does..." Chyna replies as she snaps the button on her jeans and starts to push her jeans down from her waist and down her juicy hips. Billy smirks as he watches Chyna wiggle her jeans drown from her perfectly shaped hips as she pushes them down her muscular legs. Billy licks his lips as he sees Chyna's black thong that is covering her pussy.

"So Billy...tell me what you want from me" Chyna asks with a smirk as she plays with the straps of her black thong before lowering the thong from her lower body to expose her nicely shaved, wet pussy.

"Shit what I want is your incredible pussy... and perfect ass...' Billy says as he watches Chyna kick off her thong once it's down to her feet.

"Well...come and get it!" Chyna seductively snaps before she throws her black thong at Billy Gunn after removing it from her body. Billy Gunn grins as he reaches forward to grab Chyna's muscular arms and he proceeds to push her to lay down on the bed. Billy scoots between Chyna's powerful legs so that he can firmly push his cock into her nicely shaved, tight, wet pussy.

"Ohhhh fuck Billy...ohhhhh yeah!" Chyna groans and grits her teeth as Billy Gunn starts to firmly thrust his cock deeply into her tight pussy as she lays on the large hotel room bed.

"Ahhhh fuck yeah..." Billy grunts as he grabs hold of Chyna's juicy hips as he pumps his cock in and out of her pussy with firm thrusts.

Chyna tilts her head back and causes her head to hang off the side of the bed as Billy Gunn deeply rams his cock into her pussy. "Ohhhh yeah Billy...ohhh yeah!"

"Ahhh awww... ahhh!" Billy licks his lips as he gradually increases the pace of his thrusts as he fucks the powerful 9th Wonder of the World. Billy keeps a firm grip on Chyna's hips as he watches hare incredibly large, firm and juicy tits jiggle as he fucks her.

Chyna closes her eyes as she sharply grinds her pussy against his shaft as she feels his cock deeply ramming into her cunt. "Ohhhhh fuck Billy...yeah fuck that pussy!"

"Ohhhh fuck yeah... mmmm shit!" Billy grunts as he begins to sweat lightly as he pounds Chyna's tight wet pussy with his massive dick.

Chyna's large and juicy tits bounce as she moves back and forth against the surface of the bed while Billy Gunn deeply rams his cock into her pussy. "Ohhhhh ohhhh fuck Billy!"

"I want that ass Chyna..." Billy says as he jerks his cock out of Chyna's wet pussy. The ass-loving member of DX sits up on his knees as he pulls Chyna towards the center of the bed. Chyna sits up resting her body on her elbows before she turns over onto her stomach and pushes herself onto her knees and firmly places her hands onto the bed. Billy spreads Chyna's toned ass cheeks apart with his hands as he presses his cock against her asshole. Billy then grabs Chyna's hips and pulls her back towards him as he slams his cock forward into her ass.

"Ohhhh...ohhhh....OHHHHHH FUCK!" Chyna screams louder as inch by inch of Billy Gunn's cock enters her tight asshole before he starts to swiftly thrust his cock into her toned ass.

"Ahhh yeah.... mmmm FUCK!" Billy grunts as he pumps his cock sharply in and out of Chyna's asshole. With how loud Chyna is screaming, Billy can easily tell it's been awhile since she's gotten her ass fucked.

Chyna tightly grits her teeth and closes her eyes as she slowly rocks back against his cock as he eagerly drills his toned ass. "Ohhhh fuck...fuck Billy..."

"Mmmmm ahhhh fuck Chyna... mmm I've missed this ass..." Billy groans as he brings his hands back to Chyna's ass cheeks to press them against his cock as he fucks her.

"Mmmmm ohhhh Billy baby...fuck me!" Chyna moans and groans loudly as her ass firmly smacks against his muscular waist while he deeply fucks her. Billy grits his teeth as he rams his cock as hard and fast as he can into Chyna's asshole. The loud repeating sounds of Chyna's ass and the back of her legs smacking against Billy's waist and thighs fills the hotel room as sweat drips off both of their bodies.

"Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh you fuck my ass so good!" Chyna groans as she tosses her dark black hair back as her body roughly collides with Billy Gunn and his cock.

"Ahhhh... awww shit... ahhh fuck!" Billy grunts as his cock starts to throb inside of Chyna's now loose asshole while he continues to fuck her.

"Mmmmm...ohhhh Billy...ohhhhh fuck!" Chyna groans as she feels his cock deeply thrusting into her ass before he suddenly pulls out of her ass.

Billy turns Chyna around to face him as he starts to stroke his cock, "Come on Chyna... I know you've missed this as much as I have..." Billy grins.

Chyna opens her mouth and wraps her lips around the head of his throbbing cock that was just in her ass. "Mmmmm...." Chyna moans as she lightly sucks on the head of his cock.

"Ahhhh... awww fuck...' Billy moans as he strokes his cock while Chyna sucks on the tip. Billy grits his teeth as his cock erupts with a huge load of cum shooting right into Chyna's mouth.

"Ohhhh mmmm..." Chyna moans as she tastes his warm cum rushing into her mouth before lifting her head and eagerly swallowing his load.

"Mmmm shit.... ahhh..." Billy licks his lips as he breathes deeply, "So.... you're gonna think about coming back to DX?" Billy asks with a grin.

Chyna licks her lips and smirks "It's really not for me anymore, but whenever you want to fuck ass...you better come here"

* * *

The Following Takes Place Between 2 AM and 3 AM on February 27, 2000

In the hotel parking lot, inside of the DX Express, Road Dogg Jesse James is going through one of his travel bags as Tori steps onto the state of the art tour bus. Jesse, who's wearing black sweat pants with a gray sweat shirt, doesn't notice Tori as he digs through the contents of his travel bags, "God damn it... I bet Billy took it..." Jesse grumbles.

Tori raises an eyebrow and folds her arms against her chest "What are you looking for?" Tori asks as Road Dogg turns around to face the devious girlfriend of X-Pac, who is dressed in a pair of tight fitting pair of black sleeping pants and lime green hooded sweat shirt.

"My CD Player, got the demo of RUN DMC's remix of the DX anthem," Jesse says as he starts to zip up his travel bag.

"Oh..." Tori presses her lips together and nods her head. Tori unfolds her arms from her chest and walks further into the expensive, luxury DX Express "Kind of late, isn't it?"

"Yeah... but my room is right next to Hunter and Stephanie's... and those two were making a whole lot of noise..." Jesse laughs a bit.

Tori raises an eyebrow and smirks a bit as she looks at Road Dogg. "Funny... that's where X-Pac said he was going to be."

"Oh that explains it..." Road Dogg says as he puts his travel bag into one of the compartments in the back of the tour bus. "So what are you doing up?" Road Dogg asks.

Tori sighs as she casually sits down on the leather couch inside of the traveling DX Express Bus. "Well..." Tori pauses and licks her lips "It's kind of weird, but whenever I get really horny at night...I can never get to sleep."

"And you came down to the bus?" Road Dogg laughs a bit as he sits next to Tori on the leather couch.

Tori slyly glances over at Road Dogg and smirks "I was hoping someone might be on..."

"Well it looks like you lucked out..." Road Dogg grins.

Tori nods her head and smirks "Oh yeah..." Tori replies as she wickedly narrows her eyes and turns on the couch in order to straddle Road Dogg lap. As she face Road Dogg she places her hands onto his shirt and starts to eagerly pull the shirt from his upper body. Road Dogg lifts his arms up so that Tori can easily remove his shirt to uncover his surprisingly well toned upper body. Road Dogg notices that Tori's sweat shirt can be unzipped and he wastes no time in unzipping her lime green hooded sweat shirt to reveal large firm perfectly shaped tits. Tori smiles as she places her hands against Road Dogg toned chest as she feels his hands cupping her juicy and firm tits. Tori leans forward and kisses Road Dogg's lips, sliding her tongue into his mouth.

"Mmmmm...." Road Dogg moans into Tori's mouth as he slides his tongue against her tongue. Road Dogg eagerly caresses and squeezes Tori's tits with his hands as she slides her hands over his chest.

"Mmmmm...mmmm..." Tori responds moaning into Road Dogg's mouth as she starts to lightly grind herself against his waist and crotch. Road Dogg circles his tongue around Tori's tongue as she grinds herself lightly on his crotch until she starts to feel Road Dogg's cock pressing against her though his sweat pants. Road Dogg continues to squeeze and play with Tori's juicy tits. Tori softly breaks the kiss and flicks her tongue against Road Dogg's lips before she grits her teeth and tilts her head back as she starts to rock quicker on his waist, grinding herself against his hardening crotch.

"Mmmm fuck... damn... now I know why Pac loves you to sit on his lap when the bus is movin'..." Road Dogg moans as Tori rocks sharply on his lap.

"Mmmm...are you gonna fuck me with that big dick?" Tori asks as she lustfully moves her body on his lap.

"Fuck yeah I am..." Road Dogg smirks as he starts trying to push down Tori's sleeping pants whenever she lifts herself up slightly from his lap. Tori tosses her dirty blonde hair back and slides off of Road Dogg lap to stand up in front of him. Tori seductively narrows her eyes as she watch him lowering her black pants from her tanned and gorgeously toned waist. Road Dogg licks his lips as he sees Tori's perfectly shaved, wet pussy as soon as he gets her pants down far enough. As Tori steps out of her sleeping pants, Road Dogg leans forward so that he can lap his tongue against her pussy as she stands in front of him.

"Mmmm...ohhhh yeah..." Tori moans as she feels his tongue brushing against her wet, smooth pussy lips. Road Dogg reaches behind Tori and cups her round ass cheeks with his hands as he drags his tongue up and down against her pussy lips.

"Mmmm...ohhh yeah...eat that pussy Jesse" Tori moans as she lightly pushes her pussy against his tongue.

"Mmmmm...mmmm" Road Dogg moans against Tori's pussy as he pushes his tongue past her pussy lips. Road Dogg starts to thrust his tongue in and out of Tori's cunt as she puts her hands on his head.

"Ohhhh...ahhhh...ahhh..." Tori moans and closes her eyes as she feels his tongue darting in and out of her wet pussy. Road Dogg tilts his head slightly to the right as he pushes his tongue as far as he can into Tori's pussy as she grabs a hold of his braided hair.

"Mmmmm...ohhh yeah...ohhh that feels so good..." Tori moans as her breathing becomes heavily. Tori lightly pulls on his braided hair as she feels his tongue deeply penetrating her twat. Road Dogg can feel Tori's pussy tightening slightly on his tongue as he eats her delicious cunt and he continues to work until he knows that she's going to cum. Road Dogg then pulls his head back away from Tori's pussy and grins up at her knowing that he brought her to the edge.

Tori narrows her eyes and seductively glares down at Road Dogg "Not funny..."

"Yeah it is..." Road Dogg grins as he starts to push down his sweat pants to expose his incredibly fat cock. "Pac, Hunter and Billy may got longer dicks, but we both know this is gonna make you walk funny tomorrow..." Road Dogg smirks.

Tori laughs as she bends down and helps Road Dogg slide his sweatpants down his legs. "That's what I'm hoping for!" 

Road Dogg kicks off his sweatpants and the sneakers he's wearing before he grabs Tori by her waist to pull her back onto his lap. Road Dogg lifts Tori up slightly and then jerks her downward so that her wet twat is impaled and stretched by his fat dick.

"Ohhhhhh fuck!" Tori screams with lustful as she feels his cock deeply ram up into her pussy. Tori places her hands onto his shoulders and starts to quickly and eagerly rock back and forth his fat, rock hard cock.

"Mmmmm shit... ahh!" Road Dogg moans as he keeps his hands on Tori's waist as she rocks back and forth on his fat shaft. Road Dogg smirks as he watches Tori repeatedly toss her head back whenever she rocks forward on his shaft.

"Mmmmm...ohhh ohhhh yeah...so fucking big!" Tori moans as she grinds her pussy sharply on his shaft. Road Dogg grits his teeth as he slides his hands from Tori's waist and places them on her ass. As Tori grinds her pussy on his incredibly thick cock, Road Dogg pushes both of his index fingers into Tori's asshole.

"Ohhh you like that don't you Jesse?" Tori moans as she leans forward and starts to bounces swiftly on his shaft as he thrusts up into her wet pussy.

"Fuck yeah Tori... mmmm shit!" Road Dogg grunts as he pumps his fat cock upward into Tori's twat while he continues to play with her ass. Road Dogg nearly bites his own tongue as Tori's ass and thighs start smacking down harder on his legs.

"Ohhhh! Ohhhh yeah! Ohhhh fuck me! Yeah fuck me!" Tori screams lustfully. Road Dogg brings his hands back to Tori's waist and he makes sure he has a good grip on her before he stands up from the couch. Tori instantly wraps her legs around his as Road Dogg slams his cock into her. Tori wraps her arms around Road Dogg's neck and holds on tightly as she wildly bounces up and down on his shaft while the DX member deeply drives his cock into her pussy while standing.

"Ahhhh awwww ahhh..." Road Dogg grunts as he lifts Tori up and down on his fat, rock hard cock as he pumps it into her. Road Dogg smirks slightly as he feels Tori's feet kicking him slightly when ever she slams down on his cock.

"Ohhhh yeah! Ohhhh fuck Jesse!" Tori moans as she leans her head back as she quickly and wildly bounces on his shaft. Road Dogg suddenly drops to his knees and lays Tori on the floor of the DX Express tour bus. Now on top of her, Road Dogg pins Tori down on the floor as he rapidly increases the pace of his thrusts.

"Ohhhh! Ohhhh! Ohhhhh Jesse!" Tori moans as she wraps her gorgeous legs tightly around his waist as he drills and pumps his cock into her pussy. Tori places her hands onto his toned chest as she feel his cock swiftly driving into her cunt.

"Ahhhh... awww fuck... ahhhh shit!" Road Dogg grunts and groans as he relentlessly fucks Tori's stretched pussy with his fat shaft. Road Dogg's balls smack loudly against Tori's tanned sweat coated skin. Tori closes her eyes and arches her back as she feels his cock deeply ramming into her pussy while she starts to grind herself against his cock. Sweat drips from Road Dogg's forehead as he continues to pound Tori's pussy with quick hard thrusts as his cock finally begins to throb and pulsate within her.

"Ohhhh yeah...mmmm you're so good Jesse..." Tori moans

"Ahhhhh awww fuck... AHHH SHIT!" Road Dogg moans as he starts to cum inside of Tori's wet hot twat.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Tori groans as she tightens her legs around his waist and feels his warm cum flooding her hot, wet pussy.

"Mmmmm fuck... ahhh..." Road Dogg licks his lips as he starts to slow his thrusts down as his cock throbs a bit as another burst of cum shoots into Tori's pussy.

Tori licks her lips "Mmmm...this was just what I wanted"

Road Dogg smirks, "So you're going to bed right away?" Road Dogg asks

Tori raises an eyebrow and smirks "Why do you ask?

"Because it looks like you still have that problem that's gonna keep you awake..." Road Dogg replies.

Tori laughs "Are you making a suggestion?"

"What do you think?" Road Dogg smirks.

Tori slyly presses her lips together "Well what is it you have in mind?"

Road Dogg licks his lips, "I'll tell you when we get back up to my hotel room..."

* * *

The Following Takes Place Between 3 AM and 4 AM on February 27, 2000

Inside of X-Pac's hotel room, the greasy haired degenerate is licking his lips and undoing his jeans as he looks at Bobcat, the blond haired ho he picked up from the Godfather just a few minutes ago, "Totally sucks that Hunter ain't here..." X-Pac grins as he looks at Bobcat's legs.

Inside of X-Pac's hotel room, the greasy haired degenerate is licking his lips and undoing his jeans as he looks at Bobcat, the blond haired ho he picked up from the Godfather just a few minutes ago, "Totally sucks that Hunter ain't here..." X-Pac grins as he looks at Bobcat's legs.

X-Pac lowers his jeans to free his long, hardening cock, "Exactly so why don't start to suck it..." X-Pac grins.

Bobcat cutely licks her lips and smiles "Mmmm...I was hoping you'd say that!" Bobcat says before she eagerly wraps her skilled hands around X-Pac's long and solid, rock hard cock. Bobcat presses her lips together and delicately kisses the head of his cock.

"Mmmmm fuck..." X-Pac licks his lips as Bobcat tilts her head from side to side as she kisses the tip of his cock from different angles.

"Mmmmm..." Bobcat softly moans as she turns her head again and kisses X-Pac's cock down the shaft before slyly slides her wet, soft tongue against the bottom side of his shaft, playfully brushing her tongue up and down on his cock.

"Mmmmmm yeah.... ahhh..." X-Pac puts his right hand on top of Bobcat's head as she slides her tongue up and down the length of his stiff cock. Bobcat playfully moves her wet, soft tongue up X-Pac's rock hard, long shaft before reaching the head on his cock and eagerly swallows his cock with her skilled, perfect mouth. Bobcat wraps her soft lips around X-Pac's cock and starts to smoothly bob her head to suck on his cock.

"Ohhh yeah... mmmm shit..." X-Pac tilts his head back as Bobcat takes half of his cock past her soft lips as she bobs her head smoothly on it. Bobcat sweetly lifts her beautiful, seductive eyes and glances up at X-Pac while she swiftly and smoothly moves her head on X-Pac's cock as she expertly sucks on the greasy haired degenerate's cock.

"Ohhh fuck.... damn you're an expert cock sucker aren't you..." X-Pac moans as Bobcat takes his cock further into her mouth until her nose is nearly brushing against the hair of his crotch.

"Mmmm...hmmm..." Bobcat seductively moans around X-Pac's cock as she smoothly turns her head on X-Pac's cock, grinding her soft and moist lips against his shaft as she forces his long, hard cock deeper into her mouth. Bobcat raises her soft hands and places them onto his waist and starts to gently slide and rub her hands against his waist while sucking his cock.

"Ohhhh shit... come on... mmmm fuck... get undressed..." X-Pac groans as Bobcat slides her hands all over his waist as she nearly deep throats his long shaft. Bobcat playfully pats her wet tongue against the bottom side of X-Pac's hard shaft before she gently lifts her head from his cock. Bobcat, remaining on her knees, removes her hands from his toned waist and proceeds to lift her tight white top to expose her large and incredibly juicy, perfectly rounded tits.




24 Degenerate Hours



"Fuck yeah.... those are some perfect looking tits..." X-Pac grins as he steps towards the bed and he sits down. Bobcat smiles and seductively giggles as she stands up from the floor and cutely approaches the bed, swaying her gorgeous hips back and forth while she playfully teases to lower her short white skirt.

X-Pac smirks, "Shit I should've put on some music..." X-Pac grins as he watches Bobcat lowers her skirt just a few inches but she pulls it back up before she lowers it a little further again.

"Do you want me to take it off?" Bobcat asks in a cute, seductive voice as she perfectly shakes her hips from side to side.

"Hell yeah I want you to take it off..." X-Pac grins as the door to his hotel room starts to open as Triple H arrives. 

"Hey... damn it Pac, you couldn't wait for me to get here?" Triple H says as he steps into the hotel room as Bobcat bends forward as she slides down her skirt.

Bobcat glances over her shoulder and licks her lips "Mmmm...hi..." Bobcat says with a laugh as she sees Triple H walking up behind her as she lowers her white skirt down her gorgeously tanned legs and steps out of her skirt to expose her smoothly shaved pussy.

Triple H, who's dressed in knee length shorts, smirks, "Did he tell you this was gonna be a threesome?" Triple H asks as he closes the hotel room door.

Bobcat bites down on her bottom lip and nods her head "Yeah...but he said you probably wouldn't make it..." Bobcat replies as she slyly crawls onto the bed with X-Pac.

"You told her that? I told you I was coming as soon as Stephanie went to sleep.." Triple H says to X-Pac as he lowers his shorts. 

"I wasn't getting my hopes up... Stephanie can be up all night..." X-Pac grins as he lays on the bed while Bobcat straddles his legs.

Bobcat tosses her long, flowing hair back as she gently mounts herself onto X-Pac's rock hard cock. Bobcat glances over her shoulder and smiles at Triple H. "I'm glad you made it then..." Bobcat responds as she places her hands onto X-Pac's toned chest and starts to smoothly rock back and forth on his cock.

"So am I..." Triple H smirks as he climbs up onto the bed and positions himself on the right side of X-Pac and Bobcat. Triple H puts his left hand on Bobcat's head to have her turn to face his cock, which she takes into her mouth while she rocks on X-Pac's shaft.

"Mmmmmmm!" Bobcat happily moans and wraps her soft lips around Triple H's sledgehammer-like cock and starts to smoothly bob her head to suck his cock while she rocks back and forth at a gradually quickening pace on X-Pac's cock.

"Ohhh shit... mmm..." X-Pac moans as he puts his hands on Bobcat's juicy tits as she rocks back and forth on his cock. Triple H smirks as Bobcat smoothly bobs her head on his stiff cock while she takes it three-fourths of the way into her mouth.

"Mmmmm...mmmmm!" Bobcat lustfully moans as she lifts her cute, seductive eyes to look up at Triple H as she perfectly swallows his cock while moving her head easily against his shaft. Bobcat playfully racks her fingernails against X-Pac's toned chest as she rocks back on his cock, grinding her wet pussy on his shaft.

"Ahhhh... mmmm..." Triple H licks his lips as Bobcat looks up at him while she bobs her head on his cock. X-Pac begins to lift his lower body as he thrusts his cock up into Bobcat's cunt as she grinds herself on his shaft.

"Mmmm! Mmmmmm!" Bobcat moans as she quickly bounces on X-Pac's as he thrusts up into her warm pussy. Bobcat's wet saliva slobbers all over Triple H's cock as she quickly rocks her head back and forth, perfectly working her oral skills over his massive cock.

"Ahhh shit... mmmm fuck..." X-Pac grunts as he drives his cock upward into Bobcat's pussy as she rocks on his cock. Triple H pulls his cock out of Bobcat's talented saliva dripping mouth.

"Ohhhh...mmm yeah...ohhhh" Bobcat moans as some of her saliva drips from her mouth while she continues to quickly bounce and rock on X-Pac's deeply and steadily thrusting cock.

"Hey Pac... mind if I borrow the ho for a hot minute?" Triple H asks. 

"You only want her for a minute?" X-Pac replies with a grunt as Bobcat bounces on his cock. 

"You know what I mean..." Triple H smirks as he pulls Bobcat off of X-Pac's shaft.

Bobcat laughs and seductively looks up at Triple H after he pulls her off of X-Pac's cock. "Mmmm are you going to fuck me?"

"Fuck yeah..." Triple H smirks as he puts Bobcat on her back. He then raises her legs and drapes them on his shoulders before he leans forward to push his sledgehammer like cock into Bobcat's wet, warm cunt.

"Mmmmmm...ohhhh..." Bobcat softly moans and presses her soft lips together as she feels his cock deeply sliding into her wet, warm pussy.

X-Pac sits up on his knees and scoots towards Bobcat's head, "Two words ho... suck it..." X-Pac says as he turns Bobcat's head to the right so that he can pushes his cock into her mouth. Triple H puts his hands on Bobcat's thighs as he rams his cock into her tight pussy with firm thrusts.

"Mmmmm...ohhhhh!" Bobcat moans as her lips wrap around X-Pac's cock and the feisty and playful ho of the Godfather bobs her head smoothly along X-Pac's cock as Triple H's deeply drills her pussy with his cock.

"Ahhhh... mmmm shit... ahhh..." Triple H grunts as he increases the pace of his thrusts as he rams his cock firmly into Bobcat's pussy. X-Pac licks his lips as Bobcat takes his cock further into her warm, wet mouth. Bobcat closes her eyes as she turns her head gently on X-Pac's cock as her saliva splashes against his cock while she wraps her gorgeous legs around Triple H's muscular waist as she slightly pulls him against her, making his cock deeply ram into her pussy.

"Ohhh fuck... mmmm shit..." X-Pac moans as he pushes his cock further into Bobcat's mouth. Triple H grits his teeth as he sharply drives his cock balls deep into Bobcat's pussy.

"Mmmmmmm! Mmmmm!" Bobcat moans as she grinds her soft, moist lips against X- Pac's cock as she deeply takes his cock into her wet, warm mouth.

"Ahhh damn...." Triple H smirks as he pulls his rock hard cock out of Bobcat's pussy. X-Pac pulls his dick out of Bobcat's mouth as Triple H gets off the bed and pulls her with him. Triple H smirks as he lifts Bobcat up and lowers her pussy onto his cock, "Mmmm shit yeah..." Triple H as he starts to fuck Bobcat while standing.

"Ohhhhhh...mmmm yeah..." Bobcat moans as she wraps her legs around Triple H's muscular waist as she starts to quickly bounce up and down on his cock.

"Hey I paid for this ho!" X-Pac laughs as he gets off the bed and stands behind Bobcat so that he can push his cock into her asshole as she bounces on Triple H's rock hard dick.

"Ohhhhh! Mmmmm yeah..." Bobcat moans and closes her eyes as she feels X-Pac's cock entering her tight asshole while she feels both his and Triple H's cocks thrusting into her body.

"Mmmmm fuck.... ahhh damn..." Triple H grunts as he rams his stiff cock deeply into Bobcat's pussy. X-Pac puts his hands underneath Bobcat's legs as he pumps his cock in and out of her tight asshole. Bobcat licks her lips and tilts her head back as she rocks back and forth between to the members of DX members as she grinds her tanned body down on both cocks.

"Ohhh hell yeah... ahhhh ohhh fuck..." X-Pac grits his teeth as he thrusts his cock firmly in and out of Bobcat's ass as she bounces between him and Triple H. Triple H licks his lips as he pounds Bobcat's pussy sharply with his large dick. Bobcat leans back slightly against X-Pac's toned chest as she sharply bounces on his cock inside of her ass while Triple H's roughly pumps his cock into her tight pussy.

"Ahhh... ohhh fuck... ahhh shit... mmm!" Triple H grunts as he starts to cum inside of Bobcat's wet hot pussy.

Bobcat licks her lips as her pussy tightens around Triple H's cock as her pussy is flooded with his cum. "Ohhhh...ohhhh shit..." Bobcat moans as she lowers her ass on X-Pac's cock.

"Mmmm shit.... ahhh damn..." X-Pac tilts his head back as he begins to shoot his cum into Bobcat's asshole as he continues to drive his shaft in and out of her pussy.

"Mmmmm...yeah cum in my ass..." Bobcat moans as she gently grinds her ass down on his throbbing cock as he finishes cumming in her ass.

"Mmm fuck..." X-Pac groans as he pulls his cock out of Bobcat's cum filled ass. 

Triple H lifts Bobcat off of his cock and drops her on the bed, "I better get back to my room before Stephanie gets up..."

Bobcat presses her lips together and playfully frowns "Awww you're leaving?"

Triple H smirks, "Hey I'm married... gotta keep my wife from suspecting anything."

Bobcat pouts her adorable lips at X-Pac and innocently lowers her eyes "Do I have to leave too?"

"Nope.... I'm not done with your hot ass yet..." X-Pac grins.

* * *

The Following Takes Place Between 4 AM and 5 AM on February 27, 2000

Inside of the hotel's gym, Billy Gunn, with a towel around his waist, is walking the short distance from the locker room towards the steam room. "Damn, fucking Chyna makes me stiff all over..." Billy says with a grin as he opens the door to the steam room. As he sits down on the bench, Billy doesn't realize that someone else is in the steam room.

Sitting along the left side of steam room, with a white towel wrapped around her impressively built body is the curly blonde haired and energetic personal trainer of Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley, Muffy Mower. Muffy presses her lips together as she sees Billy Gunn walking throughout the heavily steam filled room. "Hey there..." Muffy says.

Billy looks over at Muffy, "Oh hey... hmmm wait... what was your name again?" Billy asks as he snaps his fingers a bit as if to remember Muffy.

Muffy laughs a bit and raises an eyebrow "It's Muffy..." She says with a slight arrogance in her voice.

Muffy laughs a bit and raises an eyebrow "It's Muffy..." She says with a slight arrogance in her voice.

Muffy Mower folds her arms chest and leans her head back slightly as sweat radiates off of her tanned and nicely built body. "I sure hope you stretched out properly before hand...and then afterwards too."

Billy smirks, "It wasn't that kind of workout..." Billy says as he loosens the towel that's covering his waist.

Muffy smirks a bit and raises an eyebrow as she glances over at Billy Gunn "You still should make sure you stretch out after..." Muffy says as she stands up in the steam room and starts to walk over to where Billy Gunn has sat down. "You don't want to pull a muscle..."

Billy Gunn licks his lips a bit, "You're right... I rather have a blond pull my muscle..." Billy says jokingly as Muffy walks over towards him.

Muffy presses her lips together as she stands in front of Billy Gunn and places her hands on her waist as she remains covered by the white towel. "I wouldn't mind helping you out."

Billy grins, "Really? Cause this sure is stiff..." Billy says as he removes the towel that's covering his waist to reveal his hardening cock.

Muffy licks her lips as she glances down at Billy Gunn's hardening, nicely thick cock. "Mmmm...I can definitely help with that..." Muffy Mower replies as the energetic personal trainer kneels down in the steam room and places her hands around Billy Gunn's cock as she sits between his strong legs.

"Mmmmm I bet you can..." Billy moans slightly as Muffy holds his the base of his cock with her right hand while she starts to stroke his shaft with her left hand. Muffy tosses her curly blonde hair back as she lowers her head and slides her wet tongue against the head of his cock while moving her left hand smoothly against his shaft.

"Mmmmm shit..." Billy licks his lips as he watches Muffy slide her wet tongue around the large head of his cock while she strokes his dick with her left hand.

"Mmmm...tastes good..." Muffy moans as she flicks her tongue against Billy's piss-slit before she opens her mouth and swallows his cock with her mouth. Muffy wraps her lips tightly around his cock and starts to bob her head energetically to suck his fat cock.

"Awwww fuck.... mmmm..." Billy moans as he leans back on the bench as he begins to sweat thanks to the steam of the steam room. Billy closes his eyes as Muffy bobs her head quickly up and down on his shaft.

"Mmmmm...mmmm...mmmmm" Muffy Mower moans as her sweat dampened blonde haired head bobs eagerly as she sucks and slurps on his now fully hard cock.

"Ohhhh fuck.... ohhh damn... bet they nicknamed you Hoover..." Billy moans and laughs as Muffy eagerly sucks on his cock like a vacuum cleaner.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Muffy energetically moans as her head rapidly and surprisingly moves at a quick, swift pace as she sucks on Billy Gunn's cock. Without gagging, Muffy is able to rapidly deep throat his cock, causing the tip to smack against the back of her highly skilled mouth

"Ahhhh fuck... ohhh damn.... fuck!" Billy moans in surprised with how Muffy is able to deep throat his cock without gagging. Billy puts his hands on Muffy's head and pushes her head down on his cock.

"Mmmmm! Gahhh! Ohhhhhh!" Muffy Mower groans around Billy Gunn's cock as her nose his pushed right against his crotch and her chin rubs against his large ballsack.

"Drop the fucking towel..." Billy groans as he holds Muffy's head down on his long thick shaft for nearly a minute before allowing her to lift her head off of his dick.

"Mmmm...ohhh shit..." Muffy moans taking a deep breath after swallowing his entire cock with her highly skilled mouth. Muffy licks her lips of her saliva and undoes the white towel around her body before she completely peels the towel away.

Billy's eyes go wide as sees every inch of Muffy's body, from her surprisingly large juicy tits, shaved pussy and juicy legs, "Fucking hot..." Billy smirks as stands up from the bend before he pulls Muffy up from the floor. Muffy grits her teeth as he moves her and has the energetic personal trainer bend forward, placing her hands onto the bench inside of the steam room before he grabs a handful of her juicy ass.

"Now that's what I like... a toned round ass...' Billy smirks as he squeezes Muffy's right ass cheek with his left hand. Billy spreads Muffy's ass cheeks apart and firmly shoves his cock into her tight asshole.

"Mmmmm...ohhhh fuck yeah!" Muffy Mower moans and laughs as she feels Billy Gunn's cock ramming into her tight, juicy ass.

"Mmmmm shit.... fuck you take it up the ass a lot don't you?" Billy grunts as he holds Muffy's ass cheeks apart while he fucks Muffy's ass with his big hard dick.

Muffy laughs and tosses her sweat dampened, curly blonde hair back as she glances over her shoulder "Of course! There isn't a better way!" Muffy moans as she instantly starts to rock back on her feet to push back against his cock inside of her ass.

"Ahhh yeah that's what I like to hear!" Billy grunts as he slams his entire cock into Muffy's ass. Billy slides his hands from Muffy's ass cheeks and reaches around her to grab her large juicy tits.

"Mmmm yeah! I love getting my ass fucked!" Muffy moans and closes her eyes as she rapidly pushes her toned and tanned, sweat dripping body back against his cock. Billy grits his teeth as he squeezes and fondles Muffy's juicy sweat covered tits while he slams his cock sharply into her asshole. Sweat drips off of Billy Gunn's muscular tanned body as he fucks Muffy in the steam room.

"Ohhhh yeah! Mmmm fuck my ass!" Muffy moans loudly as her juicy ass smacks against Gunn's muscular waist as he deeply rams his cock into her ass.

"Mmmm shit yeah... ahhh fuck... mmmm yeah!" Billy slides his hands from Muffy's tits and wraps them around her waist. Billy lifts Muffy up easily as he continues to fuck her ass, and he turns around so that he sits on the bench with Muffy's ass still impaled on his cock. Muffy grits her teeth and places her hands onto his sweat covered, tanned and muscular shoulders as she starts to quickly and eagerly bounce on his cock, riding him with her juicy ass.

"Yeah... fuck yeah... bounce that ass on my cock!" Billy Gunn grunts as he thrusts his cock upward in Muffy's ass.

"Mmmmm...ohhhhh fuck...I love a dick up my ass!" Muffy moans as she rapidly bounces her sweat dripping body on Billy Gunn's cock as she occasionally rocks back on his shaft.

"Ahhh yeah... mmmm shit.... fuck yeah!" Billy grunts as he puts his hands back on Muffy's tits as she bounces and rocks on his cock. Billy leans back on the bench so that Muffy's hands slide form his shoulders to his sweat covered chest.

"Ohhhhh yeah...You love it in my ass, don't you?"

"I love all types of ass... big ones... small ones.... hell a tight one makes me stop on a dime!" Billy grunts as he thrusts his cock firmly up into Muffy's asshole.

"Mmmmm...ohhhhh..." Muffy groans as she sharply rocks back on Billy Gunn's cock as she feels him thrusting up into her ass.

"Ohhhh fuck... mmmm shit... ahhh!" Billy grunts as he starts to feel his cock throbbing inside of Muffy's asshole as she continues to ride him.

"Ohhhh yeah! Mmmmmm" Muffy moans as she rapidly slams her juicy ass down on his cock.

"Get that mouth back on my cock!" Billy Gunn grits his teeth as he lifts the energetic trainer off of his throbbing thick cock. Muffy quickly turns around and bends over while standing as she opens her mouth and eagerly takes Billy Gunn's cock into her mouth. Muffy moans as she tastes her own ass around his shaft as she starts to rapidly bob her head.

"Ohhh yeah... mmmm fuck...yeah suck that cock that was in your ass!" Billy moans as Muffy swirls her tongue around his throbbing cock.

"Mmmmm! Mmmm! Mmmmm!" Muffy moans as she quickly bobs her head on Billy's throbbing cock as she whips his shaft with her wet tongue.

"Ahhhh... ohhh fuck... ahhhh!" Billy moans loudly as his cock begins to erupt with a huge burst of cum shooting into Muffy's mouth.

"Ohhhhhhh...." Muffy moans as she presses her lips tight around Billy Gunn's cock as her energetic mouth fills with his large load of cum.

"Mmmmm shit yeah.... ahhh..." Billy licks his lips as his cock throbs a bit as another burst of cum shoots into Muffy's mouth. Muffy slowly lifts her head from his cock and licks her lips, swallowing his cum.

"Damn.... now that was a good workout..." Billy smirks.

* * *

The Following Takes Place Between 5 AM and 6 AM on February 27, 2000

Triple H and X-Pac, both wearing jeans and DX t-shirts, are walking towards the elevator as Road Dogg comes out of his hotel room wearing black gym pants and a sweat shirt. "Geez Jesse don't you wear anything else?" X-Pac asks as Road Dogg follows him and Triple H to the elevator. 

"Tori didn't complain..." Road Dogg smirks. 

"Oh so that's where she was all night..." X-Pac replies as Triple H tries not to laugh as he presses the button on the elevator. The elevator doors opens with a ding and standing inside of the elevator cart is the feisty and playfully, frisky WWF Diva known as The Kat sporting her soft, shiny and silky black hair, while dressed in gray sweatpants-styled workout shorts and a white sports bra.

Triple H smirks, "Now there's something I like to see in the morning..." Triple H says as he steps onto the elevator. 

"Hey Kitty what's up?" Road Dogg asks as he and X-Pac also step onto the elevator.

The Kat slyly bites down on her bottom lip as she looks at the three D- Generation X members that surround her in the cramped elevator cart. "Oh nothing...just getting an early morning workout..." The Kat replies with a playful laugh.

X-Pac smirks, "Oh you're gonna pump some iron... I know some iron you can pump..." X-Pac laughs. 

Triple H glances at X-Pac, "Guess that ho wasn't enough for you..." 

"You shouldn't talk about your wife like that..." X-Pac grins as Road Dogg starts laughing.

The Kat presses her moist lips together and slyly glances at Triple H "Are you three going to work out?" The Kat innocently asks with a sly gleam in her eyes.




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"Well I was going to go to the gym..." Triple H smirks, "But I think we could get a good work out right here..."

The Kat playfully laughs as she glances around the cramped elevator cart to look at X-Pac and Road Dogg as she hungrily licks her lips "In here?"

"Sounds good to me..." Road Dogg says as he reaches over to smack the emergency stop button on the elevator's panel. The Kat slyly bites down on her bottom lip as she steps forward and turns around to face Triple H, X-Pac and Road Dogg before the frisky and seductive Diva kneels down in front of the three degenerates.

"Damn... this is going to be a good workout..." X-Pac smirks as he starts to undo his jeans so that he can lower them and free his hardening cock. Triple H and Road Dogg also lower their own pants to release their own hardening cocks as the frisky Diva looks at them hungrily. The Kat wraps her left hand around X-Pac's cock and her right hand around Road Dogg's cock as she starts to playfully guide her hands up and down their long, thick shafts before she leans her head forward to slyly trace her tongue on the head of Triple H's cock.

"Mmmmm damn...." Triple H moans as The Kat traces her tongue around the large head of his cock. X-Pac smirks as The Kat strokes his cock with her left hand while she jerks off Road Dogg with her right hand.

"Mmmmm..." The Kat happily moans as she slides her wet tongue around the head of Triple H's cock while she quickly moves her hands along the shafts of X- Pac and Road Dogg. The Kat moves her head to X-Pac's cock and slyly pats her tongue against his shaft.

"Ohhh yeah that's right..." X-Pac smirks as The Kat pats her tongue softly against the head of his cock. Road Dogg reaches down and starts to feel up The Kat's tits though the material of her sports bra. The Kat closes her eyes as she removes her hand from X-Pac's cock and wraps her hand around Triple H's cock so that she now stroking his and Road Dogg's cocks at the same time. The Kat playfully and eagerly slides her wet tongue up X-Pac's shaft.

"Ohhhh shit.... damn nothing like getting blown early in the morning..." X- Pac moans as The Kat slides her tongue up and down his cock. 

"Except getting fucked early in the morning..." Triple H smirks as he replies. Road Dogg frees his cock from The Kat's left hand as he moves to get behind her. Road Dogg pulls her up slightly from the floor so that he can tug down her workout shorts from her slender waist.

"Mmmmm...I love getting fucked in the morning" The Kat replies with a seductive laugh before she opens her feisty mouth and lowers her head to take X-Pac's cock into her mouth. The Kat wraps her lips around his shaft and starts to bob her head smoothly as she strokes Triple H's cock with her left hand.

"I'm more than happy to fuck you then..." Road Dogg smirks as he pushes his fat hard cock into The Kat's warm, wet and tight pussy. X-Pac puts a hand on The Kat's head as she bobs her head up and down on his dick while she jerks off Triple H.

"Mmmmmmm!" The Kat sweetly moans around X-Pac's cock as she starts to swiftly moves her head on his cock, coating his shaft with her saliva. The Kat happily turns her head from side to side of X-Pac's cock while Road Dogg starts to thrust his cock into her pussy from behind inside of the cramped quarters of the elevator.

"Ahhhh damn... mmm..." Triple H smirks and moans as The Kat twists her hand around his rock hard cock as she continues to suck on X-Pac's dick. Road Dogg pulls The Kat back towards him so that he's able to push his entire cock into her cunt with each of his thrusts.

"Mmmmm...ohhhh..." The Kat softly moans as she lifts her head from X-Pac's cock and replaces her mouth with her right hand wrapped tightly around his saliva dripping cock. She turns her head to Triple H's cock and forces him into her sly mouth and begins to perfectly suck on The Game's cock while she rocks back on her knees against Road Dogg's perfectly timed thrusts.

"Mmmm shit... ahhh yeah..." Road Dogg grunts as he pumps his cock in and out of The Kat's pussy from behind Triple H grabs two handfuls of The Kat's hair as she bobs her head eagerly on his long hard shaft while X-Pac starts to move around The Kat to get to where Road Dogg is.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!" The Kat seductively moans as she tightly wraps her moist lips around Triple H's sledgehammer-like cock and rapidly lifts and lowers her head to expertly sucking the WWF Heavyweight Championship large, rock hard cock. The Kat closes her eyes as she rocks back quicker on her knees to push her rounded, tanned ass back against Road Dogg's toned waist.

"Hey Jesse.. how about letting me fuck this pretty kitty?" X-Pac smirks. 

"Ahhh... sure..." Road Dogg nods his head before he pulls his cock out of The Kat's pussy. After Road Dogg moves from behind her, X-Pac squeezes himself between The Kat's ass and the wall of the elevator before he pushes his own shaft into her tight wet pussy.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhh yeah!" The Kat moans as she lightly presses her teeth against Triple H's cock when she feels X-Pac ramming his cock deep into her tight, wet pussy. The Kat lifts her eyes and seductively looks up at Triple H as she swiftly lifts and lowers her head, slobbering her saliva all over his cock.

"Ahhh shit.... mmmmm damn..." Triple H groans as he feels The Kat's teeth raking against his cock as she sucks and slobbers all over his cock. X-Pac wraps his arms around The Kat's waist as he rams his cock deeply into her pussy from behind.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!" The Kat seductively moans and purrs as she perfectly moves her head on Triple H's cock, twisting her tongue against his shaft while she lowers her head further down on his massive cock as she rocks back against X- Pac's toned waist as the greasy haired degenerate deeply plows her pussy from behind.

"Ahhhh ohhh shit.... mmmm fuck..." X-Pac tosses his greasy black hair back as he slams every inch of his cock into The Kat's tight wet pussy. Triple H tilts his head back as The Kat twirls her tongue all over his cock as she swallows every inch of his shaft. Road Dogg smirks as he watches The Kat rock between Triple H and X-Pac in the cramped space of the elevator. The Kat impressively traps Triple H's cock in her mouth, tightly pressing her lips against the sides of his shaft as she rapidly and deeply bobs her head to take The Game's entire cock into her mouth.

"Mmmm fuck... you want this big dick in your twat Kat?" Triple H asks as he jerks his cock out of The Kat's skillful mouth as X-Pac pulls his shaft out of her pussy.

The Kat slyly licks her lips and nods her head as she looks up at Triple H "Mmmmm yeah...I want it real bad..." The Kat seductively purrs at Triple H smacks his shaft against her soft lips. Triple H smirks as manages to lower himself to the floor of the cramped elevator so that The Kat can mount his saliva covered cock.

"Mmmmm yeah..." The Kat moans and grits her teeth as she mounts her tanned, petite body on Triple H's muscular body, straddling his waist and lowers herself onto his massive cock. "Ohhhhhhh...." Kat moans softly as she feels his cock entering and stretching her pussy.

Hey Pac... move..." Road Dogg says as he slightly pushes X-Pac from behind The Kat. 

"A please would've been nice..." X-Pac says before he sees what Road Dogg is up too. Road Dogg manages to kneel behind The Kat and he pushes his fat cock into The Kat's extremely tight asshole.

"Ohhhhhhh! Mmmmmm yeah! Fuck my ass!" The Kat moans happily as she feels Road Dogg starting to thrust his cock into her tight asshole, causing her to swiftly rock forward on Triple H's cock.

"Ahhh shit..." Triple H grunts as he manages to thrust his cock upward into The Kat's pussy as she rocks back to push against Road Dogg's cock that's inside of her ass. 

"Hey I'm getting bored here..." X-Pac smirks as he steps around to where he's in front of the Kat. He steps over Triple H's head and pushes his cock downward so that it enters The Kat's wide-open mouth. The Kat obediently wraps her lips around X-Pac's cock as he practically is sitting on Triple H's head, with his ass brushing against The Game's hair. 

The Kat closes her eyes and starts to smoothly bob her head on X-Pac's cock, causing his ball sack to rub back and forth against Triple H's forehead as the frisky Diva eagerly rocks between Triple H and Road Dogg, who are both deeply fucking her.

"Pac... get your fucking ass... out of my face!" Triple H grunts as he thrusts his cock firmly up into The Kat's pussy. 

"No fucking way... I'm getting my dick sucked...' X-Pac moans as The Kat twists and turns her head around his dick. 

Road Dogg laughs, "Damn... good thing I stayed back here..." Road Dogg moans as he drives his fat cock deeply into The Kat's asshole.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmmm!" The Kat moans as she quickly bobs her head along X-Pac's cock, lapping her tongue around his shaft as she takes more of his cock past her lips. Due to the quickness of The Kat sucking on X-Pac's cock, it causes his ballsack to quickly rub against Triple H's forehead.

"Ahhh shit.... 'Pac... I swear I'm going to hope Kane kicks your ass tonight..." Triple H grits his teeth as he feels X-Pac's balls on his forehead as he drives his cock up into The Kat's pussy. 

"Ohhh shit... mmmm fuck..." X-Pac moans as he ignores The Game while The Kat twists and turns her head on his throbbing cock as Road Dogg fucks her ass from behind.

The Kat slowly lifts her head from X-Pac's cock and slyly flicks her tongue against X-Pac's shaft as his ballsack comes to complete rest on Triple H's forehead. "Mmmmm... ohhhh yeah..." The Kat groans as she teases X-Pac's cock with her tongue while she rocks back steadily on Triple H's cock to push herself against Road Dogg's cock into her ass.

"Awww... mmmm fuck yeah... ahhh..." Road Dogg grunts as he drills The Kat's ass with his fat cock. 

"Ohh yeah... mmm..." X-Pac wraps his right hand around his throbbing cock while his ballsack sits right on Triple H's forehead. 

"Pac... I swear to fucking'.... ahhh..." Triple H groans as he starts to cum inside of The Kat's hot wet cunt as she grinds herself on his shaft.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhh yeah...." The Kat moans as she bounces and sharply lowers herself on Triple H's cock as he begins to cum in her pussy while Road Dogg deeply pounds her ass with his cock.

"Ohhh shit.... ohhh fuck... mmmm!" Road Dogg grunts and groans as he begins to cum inside of The Kat's asshole. 

"Mmmm shit... ahhh fuck..." X-Pac stands up a bit so that his balls are no longer on Triple H's forehead. X-Pac continues to stroke his throbbing cock until his starts to blow his jizz all over The Kat's face.

"Mmmmm....ohhhh yeah...." The Kat happily moans and licks her lips as she closes her eyes when X-Pac's cum sprays out of his throbbing shaft.

"Whew shit... now that's the best way to start the day..." X-Pac smirks as he moves over towards the elevator doors once he's done cumming.

The Kat seductively narrows her eyes as she lifts herself off of Triple H and looks at X-Pac. "What? You cum on my face and are just going to leave?"

X-Pac smirks, "Yeah... I'm riding with Billy to the gym... and I don't want to be late..."

"Well...someone needs to clean me up!" The Kat protests.

Road Dogg smirks, "We could just go on up to my hotel room..."

The Kat slyly smirks "We could?"

"Yeah and Tori is still up there..." Road Dogg says. 

Triple H smirks, "That really sounds good to me now..."

* * *

The Following Takes Place Between 6 AM and 7 AM on February 27, 2000

In the hotel's in-door parking lot, Billy Gunn, wearing black swish pants with a white sweat shirt, is talking with Jacqueline, "I swear Jacky... I nearly busted a nut when I saw your bathing suit last month at the Rumble..." Billy says

Jacqueline raises an eyebrow and folds her arms against her large chest. "Honey, I should have won that thing, for real!" Jacqueline replies with some bitterness in her voice. The tough and sassy Diva is dressed in a pair of tight jeans that perfectly hug her juicy ass and a long-sleeved white top.

"No argument here... you have the best ass in the entire WWF... plus them tits are real fucking incredible...." Billy licks his lips.

Jacqueline nods her head and laughs "And honey, these babies are all real!" Jacqueline replies proudly as she points to her incredibly large chest.

"They look real good to me... even when covered up..." Billy says as he boldly puts his hands on Jacqueline's large white top covered tits to give them a squeeze.

Jacqueline raises an eyebrow in amusement and laughs a bit "Honey...this isn't a free show!" Jacqueline says with a laugh as Billy Gunn squeezes her juicy tits through the material of her white long-sleeve top.

"As if I can resist wanting to feel them puppies...' Billy says as he again squeezes Jacqueline's tits through the material of her top.

Jacqueline playfully smacks Billy Gunn's hands off of her large chest "Honey! I'm serious! You gotta show me somethin' if you wanna feel!"

"Oh you wanna see something?" Billy Gunn smirks, "Well I got something you can see..." Billy says as he proceeds to push down his swish pants so that he can pull out his long and thick cock.

Jacqueline nods her head and smirks "Now that's what I'm talkin' about baby!" Jacqueline replies before she places her hands onto the bottom of her top and lifts her long-sleeved top to expose her incredibly large and juicy black tits.

"You took the words right out of my mouth..." Billy says as he raises his hands to grab Jacqueline's tits, but she drops to her knees in front of him before he can touch them.

Jacqueline laughs "You look like you ain't ever seen a black girl drop down for a white dick. Baby! I love white dick!" Jacqueline says as she wraps her hands around Billy Gunn's hardening shaft and teasingly flicks her tongue against the head of his cock.

"Mmmm hey... I was wanting to feel them big black tits!" Billy laughs as Jacqueline strokes his cock with both of her hands while she flicks her tongue against the head of his dick.

"Mmmmm...you will babe, you will!" Jacqueline says as she wraps her lips around the head of Billy Gunn's cock and proceeds to lower her head completely to take him into her warm mouth.

"Ohhh yeah.... mmmm...' Billy moans as Jacqueline starts to bob her head up and down on his long hard shaft.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Jacqueline moans as she smoothly bobs her head, easily sucking on his thick shaft, while her lips smoothly brush back and forth on his cock.

"Yeah... suck that white dick..." Billy Gunn licks his lips as Jacqueline twists and turns her head on his long thick cock. 

X-Pac enters the hotel parking lot through a set of doors that leads from the hotel and he spots Billy and Jacqueline near the DX Express. "Sweet..." X-Pac smirks as he starts to walk towards them.

Jacqueline closes her eyes as she rocks forward on her knees while she swiftly and smoothly bobs her head at a constantly quickening pace as she slaps her tongue against his shaft. "Mmmm....ohhh..." Jacqueline moans as she slides her hands up to her large and juicy black tits and gropes her own tits while she sucks Billy Gunn.

"Ohhhh fuck yeah... shit yeah.... so fucking hot..." Billy Gunn moans as he watches Jacqueline feel up her large black tits as she sucks on his white cock. 

X-Pac walks around a red corvette as he gets closer to them, "Hey is this is a private party?" X-Pac smirks.

Jacqueline opens her eyes and lifts her head from Billy Gunn's cock that drips of her saliva. Jacqueline glances over her shoulder "What the hell do you want!?" Jacqueline slightly snaps after being interrupted sucking Billy Gunn's cock.

X-Pac smirks as he starts to undo his jeans, "I want those black lips on my dick..." X-Pac says as he pulls out his hardening cock as he walks towards Jacqueline.

Jacqueline raises an eyebrow as she keeps her head tilted back looking over her shoulder "Boy you better not be bossin' me around..."

"You asked what I want.... and we all know you can't resist two white dicks..." X-Pac says with a smirk. 

"Fuck Pac... always movin' in on my fun..." Billy says as he just stares at Jacqueline's large black juicy tits.

Jacqueline turns around to face X-Pac while sitting on her knees and smirks "Well get your little white ass here then!" 

X-Pac tosses back his greasy black hair as he now stands in front of Jacqueline so that she can see there's some cum dripping from his dick. Billy kneels behind Jacqueline and starts to pull her tight jeans from her nicely thick and juicy hips. Jacqueline licks her lips as she wraps her hands around X-Pac's cock and guides his cock into her warm mouth, instantly tasting cum from his piss-slit due to his encounter earlier with The Kat. Jacqueline closes her eyes and starts to smoothly bob her head along his white cock.

"Ahhh fuck yeah.... mmmm suck it..." X-Pac moans as Jacqueline bobs her head up and down along the length of his hard cock. 

Billy licks his lips as he finally manages to get Jacqueline's jeans past her large juicy black ass, "Hell yeah..." Billy grins as he guides his cock into Jacqueline's smoothly shaved pussy while he pulls her jeans off of her legs.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Jacqueline groans around X-Pac's cock as she feels Billy Gunn's cock entering her tight pussy from behind. Jacqueline rocks forward on her knees and starts to rapidly bob her head on X-Pac's nicely thick and solid, rock hard cock.

"Ohhh shit... mmmm... damn it's been to damn long since I've fucked some black pussy..." Billy moans as he as he puts his hands on Jacqueline's hips. X-Pac grabs a hold of Jacqueline's head as she sucks on his stiff cock.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Jacqueline moans around X-Pac's cock while she presses her lips tighter around his cock as she easily bobs her head on his cock while she pushes her juicy, curved black body back against Billy Gunn as he drills her cunt.

"Ohhh yeah... suck that cock.... mmm yeah you black slut!" X-Pac moans as he starts to move his hips back and forth to fuck Jacqueline's mouth. Billy pulls Jacqueline back towards him as he pumps his cock harder into her tight hot twat. Jacqueline impressively deep throats X-Pac's entire white cock with her mouth as her wet saliva pours down his shaft. Jacqueline smoothly grinds her juicy black ass back against Billy Gunn's muscular waist as he deeply fucks her from behind.

"Mmmm damn.... ohhh fuck... mmm!" Billy Gunn licks his lips as he sharply slams his cock into Jacqueline's pussy as she presses her round black ass against his waist. X-Pac grits his teeth as teeth as the hot black Diva already has his cock throbbing within her mouth. Jacqueline lifts her head from X-Pac's cock and slides her tongue down his throbbing shaft as she guides her tongue to his ballsack while her lower body continues to move back against Billy Gunn's deeply thrusting cock.

"Ohhhh fuck.... mmmmm shit..." X-Pac groans as he grips his cock with his left hand to stroke it as Jacqueline licks his ballsack. Billy Gunn slams his cock firmly into Jacquelyn's cunt just as X-Pac starts to cum, shooting his load right onto Jacqueline's hair. Jacqueline closes her eyes as she slides her tongue back and forth against X-Pac's ballsack while he shoots his cum.

"Damn Pac... you got your cum in her hair..." Billy Gunn says with a smirk. 

"Yeah... so?" X-Pac asks as he slides the tip of his now cum spent shaft against Jacqueline's black hair. Jacqueline wraps her lips around X-Pac's ballsack as she starts to tenderly suck on his ballsack while she grinds her juicy ass back against Billy Gunn's waist as she sharply pushes back and forces his white cock deeper into her black pussy.

"Mmmm don't blame me if she comes looking to kick your ass later..." Billy grunts as pulls his cock out of Jacqueline's pussy. Billy Gunn then lifts Jacqueline up from the ground and away from X-Pac's ballsack so that he can turn her to face him. Billy then impales Jacqueline's pussy on his cock and begins to bounce her up and down on his hard white dick.




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Jacqueline tilts her head back and grits her teeth as she rapidly bounces on Billy Gunn's ballsack as she feels every inch of his fat white cock slamming into her wet and warm pussy. "Ohhhh yeah fuck it white boy!"

"So I guess I'll see you at the gym then..." X-Pac says as he pulls up his jeans and walks away from Billy and Jacqueline. Billy leans his head forward and presses his face between Jacqueline's huge black tits as he bounces her on his dick.

"Ohhhh! Yeah...fuck that pussy!" Jacqueline moans as she sharply grinds her wet pussy against his cock.

"Mmmm! Mmmm!" Billy moans against Jacqueline's juicy tits as he rams his big hard cock into her black cunt repeatedly. Billy also drops his hands to where he can put them on Jacqueline's juicy black ass cheeks.

"Ohhhhh yeah! You like that, don't you white boy?" Jacqueline moans as she quickly bounces on his shaft, causing her juicy tits to bounce as well.

"Damn straight I do... mmmm shit!" Billy grunts as he squeezes Jacqueline's ass cheeks while he firmly slams his cock into Jacqueline's hot wet pussy. Jacqueline grits her teeth as her pussy tightens around his white shaft and she begins to cum.

"Mmmm ahhhh fuck... mmmm shit..." Billy grits his teeth as he feels Jacqueline's pussy juices flowing on his cock. Billy grunts as his cock then begins to erupt inside of Jacqueline's wet pussy as he fills her with his load.

"Mmmmm....yeah boy...."

"Ahhh fuck....mmmm damn..." Billy Gunn moans as he holds Jacqueline on his throbbing cock as his cum shoots into her pussy.

Jacqueline licks her lips as she rocks smoothly on his throbbing cock. "Yeah...nothing like a white dick."

Billy smirks, "Nothing like a black pussy..." Billy says as he lifts Jacqueline off of his shaft.

Jacqueline tosses her black hair back and smirks "Next time you better be prepared."

Billy smirks, "You do the same... cause I'm gonna tear your ass up next time..."

* * *

The Following Takes Place Between 7 AM and 8 AM on February 27, 2000

Up in Stephanie and Triple H's hotel suite, Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley is opening her hotel room door to let Jeff and Matt Hardy in. "Morning Steph, you wanted to see us?" Matt asks as he's wearing shorts and a tank top while Jeff is wearing baggy jeans and a t-shirt. Both of the Hardys appear as they both just waken up and Stephanie is able to tell Jeff slept in the clothes he was wearing the previous day.

Stephanie smirks as she holds the door to the hotel suite open. "Yes I did...come in..." Stephanie says as steps out of the doorway to allow Jeff and Matt to enter. The deceiving daughter of Mr. McMahon stands dressed in a short black skirt and a tight red top.

"Is this about Matt and mine match with Edge and Christian tonight?" Jeff asks as he and Matt stand in the middle of Stephanie's hotel suite while she closes the door.

Stephanie shakes her head and presses her lips together as she looks at the younger Hardy brother. "No Jeff...in fact the reason why I wanted to see and your brother..." Stephanie says glancing at Matt Hardy "Was to give out an offer..."

"What kind of offer?" Matt Hardy asks as he slides a hand through his messy black hair.

Stephanie slyly narrows her eyes and smirks as she looks at both Jeff and Matt Hardy "You know, The McMahon-Helmsley Faction is an all out, dominant force in the WWF...and there might come a time when Hunter and I decide to extend the family a bit..."

Jeff raises an eyebrow, "You want us to baby-sit when you and Triple H have kids?"

Stephanie slightly glares at Jeff Hardy "No!" Stephanie snaps and grits her teeth before she takes a deep breath to regain her composure. "Jeff...I'm offering you and your brother to join The McMahon-Helmsley Faction, to join D-Generation X!

Matt scratches his head, "Mmmm I don't know... we're kinda contracted to Terri..." Matt says.

Stephanie slyly smirks "I could take care of that..." Stephanie says as she confidently tosses her smooth and long brown hair back.

"This could be a big break Matt..." Jeff says as he rubs his chin slightly. 

"Yeah... but I don't know..." Matt replies.

Stephanie takes a step forward to Jeff and Matt Hardy as she slyly raises an eyebrow "There are a lot of great perks being with DX..." Stephanie says in a seductive voice as she slyly glances down at each of their crotches.

"Like what? Cause Terri really gives us some big perks..." Matt Hardy says as he puts his hands on his waist.

Stephanie smirks and licks her sly, manipulative lips "If you two drop your pants, I can show you..." Stephanie replies without missing a beat.

Jeff shrugs his shoulders, "Hmmm... sounds good to me..." Jeff says as he undoes his jeans and lowers them from his waist to free his rather thick cock. Matt looks at Jeff with a raised eyebrow and Jeff shrugs again, "Hey... it's like ten after seven in the morning... I'm not going to turn down anything to get my rocks off." 

"Good point..." Matt says as he starts to lower his shorts to free his own cock.

Stephanie presses her sly lips together and laughs "I thought you boys would see my point..." Stephanie says before the slutty and manipulative wife of Triple H kneels down in front of the two brothers. Stephanie wraps her left hand around Jeff's cock and her right hand around Matt's cock and begins to stroke both gradually hardening, thick shaft with her skilled hands.

"Mmmmm.... hard to argue with a hard-on..." Matt says with a laugh as Stephanie moves her right hand up and down on his cock. Jeff licks his lips as Stephanie twists her left hand around his thick shaft as she jerks him off.

"Oh you haven't felt anything yet..." Stephanie replies with a sly smirk before she lowers her head and teasingly slides her wet tongue against the head of Matt Hardy's cock while she seductively glares up at him. Stephanie tenderly flicks her tongue against his piss-slit while she guides her right hand smoothly against his shaft.

"Mmmmm shit..." Matt moans as Stephanie flicks the tip of her tongue up and down against the piss slit of his cock.

"Mmmmm...." Stephanie moans as she coats her wet saliva onto the head of Matt's cock before she turns her head and opens her mouth, forcing Jeff's cock into her mouth. Stephanie starts to skillfully bob her head at an angle as she starts to suck on Jeff's cock, while the side of her face brushes the head of Matt's cock.

"Ahhhh shit.... mmmm fuck I love getting blown in the morning..." Jeff moans as Stephanie bobs her head on his cock. Matt licks his lips as Stephanie's cheek slightly grinds against his cock as she looks up at him while she blows Jeff.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Stephanie moans as she wraps her lips tighter around Jeff's cock as she rapidly bobs her head along his shaft, coating him perfectly with her saliva.

"Ohhhh shit.... fuck..." Jeff tilts his head back as Stephanie tilts her head from side to side as she eagerly sucks on his cock. Jeff puts his right hand on Stephanie's head as she takes his shaft further into her mouth.

Stephanie slides her wet tongue along Jeff's shaft before she lifts her head and slyly smirks up at Matt Hardy "You want to fuck my mouth?"

"Fuck yeah..." Matt nods his head as he grabs the sides of Stephanie's head before he forces his cock into her wide open mouth. Matt shoves every inch of his cock past her lips until he feels the head of his cock tapping against the back of her mouth.

"Mmmmm...gahhhh..." Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley slightly gags and moans around Matt Hardy's cock as the head of his shaft firmly presses against the back of her wet mouth. Stephanie slyly lifts her manipulative eyes and looks up at Matt as he places his hands onto her head and starts to thrust his cock into her hot mouth.

"Ahhhh... ahhhh!" Matt grits his teeth as he grabs Stephanie's hair as he pumps his big hard cock in and out of Stephanie's mouth.

"Mmmm! GAHHH! GAHHHH!" Stephanie moans and gags as her saliva drips out of her mouth while Matt Hardy rapidly pumps his cock into her hot, slutty and skilled mouth.

"Ohhh shit ohhh fuck!" Matt Hardy moans as he fucks Stephanie's wet hot mouth with quick firm thrusts. Jeff licks his lips as he strokes his own cock as he watches Matt fuck Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley's mouth.

Stephanie places her hands onto Matt's toned waist and jerks her head back from his cock. Stephanie grits her teeth and slyly looks at Jeff Hardy. "Your turn..."

"Sweet..." Jeff licks his lips as he grabs Stephanie's head and forces his cock into her mouth. Before his cock is even half way into Stephanie's mouth, Jeff starts to thrust his dick in and out of her mouth with quick movements.

"Mmmmm! Mmmm!" Stephanie moans lustfully around Jeff's rock hard cock as he deeply pumps his shaft into her wet and wickedly manipulative mouth.

"Mmmmm fuck.... ohhhh damn!" Jeff moans as he looks down at Stephanie's face as fucks her mouth with quicker and harder thrusts. Jeff's balls smack against Stephanie's chin repeatedly as he makes her deep throat his entire shaft.

"MmmmM! Gahhh! Gahhhhh!" Stephanie seductively gags around Jeff's cock as the head of his shaft roughly smacks against the back of her hot mouth.

"Hey Jeff... scoot over a bit..." Matt says as he steps closer to his brother as he guides his cock towards Stephanie's mouth. Jeff quickly realizes what Matt has in mind and pulls his cock halfway out of Stephanie's mouth so that Matt can squeeze his dick into Stephanie's mouth.

"Mmmmmmmm!" Stephanie moans and closes her eyes as her mouth stretches as Matt Hardy forces his cock into her mouth along side Jeff's cock. Jeff and Matt start to alternate their thrusts as they move their dicks in and out of Stephanie's stretched out mouth. Jeff places his right hand on Stephanie's head while Matt puts his left hand on her head as they double team her mouth.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Stephanie pleasurably moans as her head bobs back and forth along the thick cocks of Jeff and Matt Hardy's while the two brothers double team her hot, wet mouth.

"Ohhh shit... mmm fuck....she loves cock..." Jeff groans as his cock presses against Matt's as they continue to alternate their thrusts. 

"Ohhh fuck yeah..." Matt groans as he nods his head in agreement with his brother. Stephanie tilts her head back slightly as her wet saliva drips down both cocks as she manages to open her mouth wider, allowing Matt's cock to slightly slide past Jeff's cock and press against the back of her mouth.

"Mmmmm shit.... fuck!" Matt moans as he starts to cum inside of Stephanie's mouth. 

"Fuck Matt!" Jeff laughs as he jerks his cock out of Stephanie's mouth when he feels Matt's cum on his shaft. Stephanie licks her lips and holds her mouth open, showing off Matt's warm load of cum before she tilts her head back and eagerly swallows the cum.

"Mmmm shit..." Matt groans as he pulls his cock out of Stephanie's mouth after she finishes swallowing his load. Jeff strokes his cock as he watches Stephanie lick her lips before she turns her attention towards him

Stephanie slyly smirks as she looks up at Jeff Hardy while he strokes his cock. "Mmm...do you have something too?"

"Oh yeah..." Jeff nods his head as he moves close to Stephanie. He ten aims his cock at Stephanie's face as he rapidly strokes his cock until he starts to spray his warm cum onto her face.

"Mmmmm yeah...." Stephanie moans as Jeff's cum splatters against her face before dripping down her cheeks and chin.

"Ohhhh fuck.... mmmm..." Jeff licks his lips as he smacks his meaty cock against Stephanie's cum covered cheeks.

Stephanie slyly smirks and looks up at both Jeff and Matt "So...you two have a decision to make..."

Matt nods his head, "Yeah... can we have some time to think about it?" Matt asks.

Stephanie smirks "Fine...but just know, if you make the wrong decision, you'll be an enemy of the McMahon-Helmsley Faction."

* * *

The Following Takes Place Between 8 AM and 9 AM on February 27, 2000

Triple H and Road Dogg, both wearing jeans and DX t-shirts are coming our of Road Dogg's hotel room after taking The Kat there for some more fun. "Too bad Tori left before we brought Kitty back up to my room, I'm sure she would've loved some fun with her..." Road Dogg laughs.

"Yeah... she is a Kat lover after all..." Triple H smirks as he and Road Dogg walk towards the elevators as they past the open door of Ivory's hotel room. Triple H stops and peeks in side just as Ivory is coming out, "Whoa excuse me..." Triple H says as Ivory nearly collides with him.

"Hey watch it!" Ivory slightly snaps after nearly colliding with Triple H. Ivory grits her teeth slightly and turns her head to look directly at Triple H. Ivory's eyes widen a bit and she presses her lips together "Oh...Hunter... I didn't know it was you..." Ivory begins to apologize for snapping, while the former WWF Women's Champion is dressed in a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved white top.

Triple H smirks, "You didn't know it was me? Is that anyway to greet the guy who can suggest you getting a shot at the Women's title..." Triple H asks as Road Dogg turns around to walk back towards him and Ivory. 

"What's up Ivory?" Road Dogg asks.

Ivory narrows her eyes slightly at Road Dogg and makes a disgusted look at him as she notices him checking out her nicely toned body. "Hey! Quit staring pig!" Ivory snaps at Road Dogg.

"Hey you know in some parts of the world, it's a complement to get stared at..." Road Dogg replies. 

Triple H smirks, "I bet you don't mind me starring at you..." Triple H says as he raises his right hand to feel up Ivory's left tit through the material of her long-sleeved white top.

Ivory grits her teeth and her eyes instantly flare with anger at Triple H's right hand feeling up her large and firm tits. "Hey CREEP!" Ivory begins to snap at Triple H before she pauses and calms herself down, remembering just who Triple H is. "Listen, buddy...." Ivory says pushing hands off of her chest. "I don't mean to be rude, but unlike some Divas around here, I don't drop to my knees for perks!" Ivory replies in an agitated and frustrated voice.

Triple H smirks, "Guess what toots... if you want to be stuck wrestling on Shotgun and Heat for the rest of your career you better start trying to get some perks..." Triple H says as he pokes his finger between Ivory's shirt covered tits.

Ivory raises an eyebrow and smirks a bit "Oh really...so I have to fuck you and I'll get the spotlight ahead of those other skanks?"

"Not just me... you'd have to fuck the other members of DX too..." Triple H smirks.

Ivory shakes her head "WHAT! No way! Absolutely not!" Ivory protests with disgust. "I am a former Women's Champion, not some cheap hooker!" Ivory yells before she suddenly pauses and notices the unpleasant look on Triple H's face. "Fine! Fine! I'll fuck you and..." Ivory pauses and points to Road Dogg. "...him, but that's it!"

"Hey that sounds fair to me..." Road Dogg says as he licks his lips. Triple H smirks. 

"Alright Ivory... I'll cut you a little slack..." Triple H says, "But you're gonna do it right now..." Triple H grins as he starts to unbutton his jeans.

Ivory narrows her eyes and glares at Triple H. "Right now? In the hallway!?" Ivory yells as Triple H lowers his jeans from his muscular waist to expose his hardening, sledgehammer-like cock.

"Did I stutter? Yeah right now... and right here in the hallway..." Triple H grins. Road Dogg licks his lips as he starts to undo his jeans as he stares at Ivory's white shirt covered tits.

Ivory frustratedly shakes her head before she kneels down in the hallway in front of Triple H and Road Dogg. "I better get the damn spotlight!" Ivory replies bitterly as she wraps her left hand around Triple H's thick cock and starts to stroke his shaft while Road Dogg works on removing his boxers.

"Do the job right and you might..." Triple H smirks as Ivory strokes his cock with her left hand.

Road Dogg lowers his jeans and boxers from his waist to finally let out his extremely fat cock, which gets Ivory to stare at him for a brief moment, "Hey, who's the pig now?" Road Dogg says jokingly. Ivory narrows her eyes as she glances up at Road Dogg before she wraps her right hand around his fat cock and starts to steadily stroke her hand on his hardening shaft. Ivory turns her head back to Triple H's cock and opens her wet mouth, taking his impressive cock into her mouth. Ivory wraps her lips firmly around his shaft and starts to bob her head while she continues to stroke Road Dogg's cock.

"Mmmmm I don't think she likes to talk with her mouth full..." Triple H moans as Ivory bobs her head along the length on his long tick cock. Road Dogg licks his lips as Ivory moves her right hand up and down on his fat hardening shaft. Ivory closes her eyes as she smoothly bobs her head up and down on Triple H's cock, coating him with her wet saliva as she guides her right hand up and down, continuously on Road Dogg's fat shaft.

"Ohhhh shit... mmmm..." Road Dogg moans as Ivory twists her right hand around his extremely thick cock. Triple H puts his left hand on Ivory's head as she takes his cock further into her warm, wet mouth.

"Mmmm! Mmmmm!" Ivory moans as Triple H starts to slowly thrust his cock into her wet mouth, pushing his shaft deeper past her firm lips.

"Mmmmm fuck Ivory... who knew you were such an eager cock sucker..." Triple H moans and laughs as he slowly, but firmly, pumps his cock in and out of Ivory's mouth. 

Ivory opens her eyes and glares up at Triple H as he forces his cock deeper into her wet mouth as she lowers her right hand on Road Dogg's shaft and starts to perfectly rub his ballsack.

"Ahhhh... hey Hunter... you think Ivory can fit my dick into her mouth?" Road Dogg asks as Ivory rubs his balls. 

Triple H smirks, "I don't think so... only those who really want the spotlight can fit that monster in their mouths..." Triple H says as he pulls his cock out of Ivory's mouth. "Take off that shirt bitch..." Triple H grins as he smacks Ivory's face with his saliva covered shaft.

Ivory raises an eyebrow and grits her teeth as she looks up at Triple H "I can take it. I do want the spotlight!" Ivory says as she lifts her white top to expose her large and juicy tits.

"We'll see about that.... now lose those jeans..." Triple H orders as he smirks down at the normally highly conservative Diva. Ivory stands up from the floor of the hallway and unbuttons her jeans before she pushes them down from her nicely toned and firm ass, and down her smooth legs. Ivory steps out of her jeans before she places her hands onto Road Dogg's waist and bends forward to take his cock amazingly into her mouth.

"Mmmmm fuck...." Road Dogg moans as Ivory keeps lowering her head on his cock, "Damn she has a big mouth..." Road Dogg says as Ivory tilts her head slightly to get as much of his cock into her mouth. 

Triple H smirks, "As if that's a shock..." Triple H grins as he puts his hands on Ivory's hips as he suddenly forces his cock into her extremely tight pussy.

"MMMMMMMMM!" Ivory loudly and roughly moans around Road Dogg's fat cock as she starts to smoothly bob her head to surprisingly suck on his cock at a decent pace while Triple H starts to slam his massive cock into her tight pussy from behind.

"Ahhhh yeah... mmmm!" Triple H moans as he pulls Ivory back towards him as he rams his cock firmly into her pussy. Road Dogg puts both of his hands on Ivory's head as she bobs her head a bit eagerly on his fat cock.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Ivory moans as she starts to bob her head at a quicker pace as she sucks Road Dogg's cock. Ivory closes her eyes as she feels each of Triple H's firm and deep thrusts ramming into her tight pussy.

"God damn... mmmm guess that bitchy attitude is just an act..." Road Dogg says as he starts to thrust his fat cock in and out of Ivory's highly skilled mouth. 




24 Degenerate Hours



"No shock... ahhh give them two dicks and they all act like sluts..." Triple H grunts as he increases the pace of his thrusts as he fucks Ivory from behind.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Ivory moans around Road Dogg's cock as her head rapidly bobs, taking his cock deeper into her wet mouth, forcing as much of his cock as she can. Ivory starts to grind her toned and firm ass back against Triple H's muscular waist as he deeply drills her pussy.

"Ahhhh fuck... mmmm shit..." Triple H licks his lips as he firmly smacks Ivory's round, toned ass with his right hand as he slams his entire cock into Ivory's cunt.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhh..." Ivory moans and lifts her head from Road Dogg's cock as it drips with her wet saliva.

"Ahhhh mmmm fuck... Jesse... fuck this bitch's ass..." Triple H grunts as he suddenly pulls his cock out of Ivory's pussy. Before Ivory can fully react, Road Dogg has turned her around and pushed her down to her hands and knees.

Ivory glances over her shoulder and agitatedly raises an eyebrow as she watches Road Dogg kneel down behind her on the floor "Hey! What the hell is going on!?"

"Oh the D-O-Double-G is gonna bang your ass doggy style!" Road Dogg says as he grabs Ivory's ass cheeks to spread them and expose Ivory's asshole so that he can force his fat cock into her ass.

"Ohhhhh you pig!" Ivory shouts as she feels her asshole stretching as Road Dogg forces his cock deep into her ass.

"Hey Ivory.... I got five words for you... shut it and suck it!" Triple H says as he grabs Ivory's head to make her look at him as he shoves his cock into her mouth. Road Dogg smirks as he holds onto Ivory's ass cheeks as he firmly pumps his fat dick in and out of her asshole.

"MMMMMMMM!" Ivory moans as the head of Triple H's cock instantly hits the back of her mouth. Ivory closes her eyes as she starts to be pulled back against Road Dogg's cock while he fucks her ass from behind. Ivory's body rocks back and forth on her knees as she starts to swiftly move her head on Triple H's cock.

"Mmmmm yeah.... just as I said... two dicks and they all stop acting like bitches..." Triple H smirks as Ivory bobs her head quickly on his rock hard cock. Road Dogg nods his head as he increases the pace and force of his thrusts as he fuck Ivory's toned ass with his big hard dick.

"Mmmmm! Mmmm!" Ivory groans as she twists and turns her head on Triple H's cock, slobbering her saliva all over his shaft. Ivory pats her tongue against the bottom side of his shaft as she rocks back on her knees to push her ass back against Road Dogg's cock.

"Ahhhh ohhhh shit.... fuck Ivory... you need to get your ass fucked more often!" Road Dogg groans as he tries to speed up his thrusts a bit more, but even with his cock stretching Ivory's asshole, it's still tight enough to keep him from going all out. Ivory starts to grind her toned ass back against Road Dogg's cock as she makes it difficult for him to quickly thrust his cock into her tight asshole.

"Ohhhh... shit.... mmmm fuck..." Triple H moans as Ivory completely deep throats his cock while she twists and turns her head at the same time. Road Dogg grips Ivory's waist as he just uses extremely firsts to pound Ivory's asshole.

"Mmmmm!" Ivory moans as she twists her head on Triple H's cock before forcing his entire cock into her surprisingly skilled mouth.

"Ohhh shit.... awww fuck!" Road Dogg moans as he starts to cum inside of Ivory's asshole while he continues to fuck her ass.

Ivory lifts her head from Triple H's cock and smirks back at Road Dogg "That was pathetic..."

Triple H smirks, "Who told you to stop?" Triple H asks as Road Dogg pulls out of Ivory's asshole. Triple H then grabs Ivory's hair as he pulls her up to her feet.

Ivory grits her teeth and narrows her eyes at Triple H "You don't treat a lady like that!"

"You're no lady..." Triple H smirks, "With how you're acting... I think you're a cock hungry pig..." Triple H laughs as he hoists Ivory up and impales her pussy with his sledgehammer like cock.

"Ohhhhhh!" Ivory moans as she wraps her legs around his muscular waist as Triple H starts to deeply thrust his cock up into her tight pussy.

"Ahhhhh.... mmmm shit yeah..." Triple H smirks as he rams his cock deeply into Ivory's pussy before he starts to bounce her on his shaft. Ivory tilts her head back and closes her eyes as she rapidly bounces up and down on his massive, deeply thrusting cock.

"Ahhhh... you like that cock in your cunt, pig?!" Triple H grunts as Ivory's grabs his shoulders just to hold on to him as he roughly slams his cock into her wet pussy.

"Ohhhh you're an asshole Triple H!" Ivory moans as she sharply grinds her pussy against his cock.

"I asked you a question you fucking pig!" Triple H grits his teeth as he pushes Ivory firmly against the hallway's wall as he repeatedly shoves every inch of his cock into her pussy.

"Ohhhh...you want me to say I like it!? Fine! I like it!" Ivory moans as she starts to cum on his cock.

"Mmmmm ahhhh..." Triple H smirks and laughs as Ivory's pussy juices flow on his cock as it starts to throb. The Game lifts Ivory off of his cock and drops her on the floor. Ivory takes several moments to sit up on her knees after landing on the ground and she's greeted with the sight of Triple H stroking his cock right near her face, "Open wide pig..." Triple H smirks.

"You listen here! I am not a pig! That is rude and...." Ivory begins to complain.

"Ahhhhh...." Triple H lets out a long loud moan as he starts to unload a huge amount of cum onto Ivory's face and into her open mouth.

"Hey...you son of AHHHHH!" Ivory screams as the cum roughly sprays against her face and mouth.

Triple H licks his lips as cock finally starts to become limp after shooting such a large load of jizz, "Damn pig... you're a real mess..." 

"Hey Ivory... oink, oink..." Road Dogg laughs as he pushes up his own nose slightly as he insults the cum covered Diva.

Ivory grits her teeth "Oh you two are a bunch of sick perverts!"

Triple H pulls up his jeans and smirks, "Hey we're not the ones kneeling in a hallway, completely naked and covered in cum."

* * *

The Following Takes Place Between 9 AM and 10 AM on February 27, 2000 

As the DX Express tour bus rolls into the arena parking lot where the 'No Way Out' pay-per-view is going to be held, X-Pac has Tori on all fours in the back of the bus as he fucks her pussy from behind with quick hard thrusts, "Ahhhh shit baby... mmmm!" X-Pac moans as he slides his hands all over Tori's ass as he fucks her.

Tori grits her teeth and closes her eyes as she quickly rocks back and forth on her knees, moving against X-Pac's deep and firm thrusts into her tight pussy. "Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh yeah Pac....ohhhh!"

"Mmmmm ahhhh damn... ahhh shit!" X-Pac tosses his greasy hair back as he increases the pace of his thrusts. X-Pac pulls Tori back towards him so that her ass loudly smacks against his waist. Tori licks her lips and nods her head as she places her hands firmly onto the floor of the DX Express to rock forward, causing X-Pac's cock to drop out of her wet pussy.

"Fuck baby... I love it when you do that..." X-Pac grins after realizing his cock is no longer inside of Tori's cunt. He moves to lay next to Tori on the floor of the DX Express so that all Tori has to do is lift her right arm and leg in order to get on top of him. Tori tosses her dirty blonde hair back as she shifts her gorgeously tanned and slyly seductive body onto X-Pac, smoothly lowering herself onto his rock hard cock.

"Mmmmm..." X-Pac licks his lips as he feels his cock re-entering Tori's pussy as she lowers herself on his shaft. X-Pac puts his hands on Tori's thighs as she starts to rock back and forth. Tori presses her lips together and seductively glares down at X-Pac as she leans forward to place her hands onto his toned chest as she swiftly rocks back and forth on his cock.

"Ohhhh yeah baby.... mmmm ride that dick..." X-Pac moans as he slides his hands over Tori's toned and tanned thighs as she rocks at a brisk pace on his shaft.

"Mmmmm baby you're so fucking hot..." Tori lustfully groans as she rocks back and forth smoothly on his cock as she lightly bounces on his cock.

"Ahhhh aww shit you took the words right out of my mouth..." X-Pac replies as he watches Tori sit up completely on his cock as she bounces on it. X-Pac starts to thrust his cock up into Tori's pussy as she reaches back to place her hands on his legs.

"Mmmmm....ohhhh you big fucking dick feels so good!" Tori moans loudly as she sharply drops down on his cock before grinding her body backwards on his cock.

"Mmmmm shit... ahhhh fuck.... damn..." X-Pac groans as Tori lifts and sharply drops herself on his cock over and over again while he thrusts it up into her pussy.

"Mmmm...you like that, don't you babe?" Tori moans as she lightly rakes her fingernails against his toned chest as she rocks forward quickly on his cock.

"Ohhh fuck yeah..." X-Pac groans as he grabs Tori's waist before he turns over on the floor so that he's on top of Tori. X-Pac slightly sits up on his knees as he starts to quickly pump his cock into Tori's pussy. Tori closes her eyes and grinds her pussy against his cock as she moves back against the flooring of the DX Express, feeling X-Pac deeply slamming into her cunt.

"Ahhh yeah... you like that baby?" X-Pac asks as he rams his entire cock into Tori's pussy. The greasy-haired degenerate's balls smack against Tori's smooth tanned skin with each of his firm, sharp thrusts.

"Mmmm yeah...I love it baby...mmm I love being your slutty girl!" Tori moans as she wraps her gorgeous, smooth legs around his toned waist as he deeply drills her cunt. X-Pac smirks as he grabs Tori's large round tits with both of his hands as he continues to fuck Tori's wet, tight twat. X-Pac licks his lips as Tori grinds herself against his pistoning shaft. "Ohhhh yeah baby... ohhh!" Tori moans as sweat drips from her body as she continues to move her body in motion with X-Pac.

"Ahhhh ohhh shit.... fuck yeah!" X-Pac groans as sweat drips off of his body while he slams his cock all the way into Tori's wet pussy. X-Pac sits up completely on his knees as he then pulls his dick out of her pussy.

Tori licks her lips slyly as she sits up and smirks at X-Pac. "Mmm...you're such a better fuck than Kane..."

X-Pac smirks, "I don't think he could get his crispy critter up for you..." X-Pac grins as he stands up so that Tori can grab his cock with her left hand.

Tori smirks and laughs "Barely..." Tori replies as she eagerly wraps her lips around the head of X-Pac's cock and slyly flicks her wet tongue against the head of his shaft.

"Mmmm shit.... I bet it looked like a shrimp..." X-Pac laughs and moans as Tori strokes his cock with her left hand while she traces her tongue all over the head of his dick. Tori closes her eyes as she opens her mouth and takes X-Pac's rock hard cock past her sultry lips. "Ohhhh fuck.... suck it baby!" X-Pac moans as Tori starts to bob her head along the length of his cock.

"Mmmmm...mmmm" Tori moans as she swiftly bobs her head back and forth along his rock hard shaft, twirling her tongue against his cock while she sucks.

"Ohhhh shit baby... mmmm keep it up..." X-Pac moans as he puts both of his hands on Tori's dirty blond haired head as she takes his cock half way into her mouth as it starts to throb.

"Mmmm! Mmmmm!" Tori moans as she rapidly and smoothly bobs her head at a quickening pace as she laps her tongue around his shaft.

"Ohhhhh awww fuck... ahhh shit!" X-Pac moans as he starts to cum inside of Tori's warm, wet and talented mouth.

"MMMMMM!" Tori moans as she wraps her lips tightly around his cock as his warm cum shoots from the piss-slit.

"Ohhh shit..." X-Pac tilts his head back as Tori waits until he's completely finished cumming before lifting her head off of his shaft. Tori slyly smirks up and X-Pac before she closes her mouth and swallows his warm load of cum.

"Mmmm... fuck... you're so hot baby..." X-Pac smirks before he hears someone clearing their throat behind him. X-Pac looks over his shoulder at Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley who is tapping her foot on the ground, "Hey Steph... are we in your way?" X-Pac asks.

* * *

The Following Takes Place Between 10 AM and 11 AM on February 27, 2000

Minutes after the DX Express is parked in the arena's parking lot, Billy Gunn and Road Dogg are behind the expensive tour bus as Road Dogg smokes a cigarette. Road Dogg is wearing jeans, a DX shirt and a jacket while Billy is wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. Billy looks at Road Dogg and smirks, "You know those things will kill you..."

Road Dogg looks at Billy with an annoyed look on his face, "Hey no one is forcing you to stand here next to me" Road Dogg snaps.

"I know, but I'm just saying that because it annoys you," Billy laughs as a car pulls into the parking spot that is closest to the DX Express. "Hey Terri's here..." Billy says as he sees who's in the driver's seat.

"Great..." Road Dogg smirks as he takes one last puff of his cigarette before he drops it on the ground and stamps his foot on it. The horny and seductive Terri Runnels places her rental car in park and turns off the engine before she opens the driver's door and climbs out of the car dressed in a pair of tight fitting jeans, a low-cut red top and black leather jacket. Terri sighs and presses her luscious, pouty lips together as she closes the door and steps around to the trunk of the car.

Billy Gunn smirks as he walks over to Terri, "Hey Terri... where are those little boys who's butts we kicked at last night's show?" Billy asks.

Terri raises an eyebrow and glances over her shoulder "My boys?" Terri slyly laughs "I don't have any boys...at least not after tonight I won't..." Terri Runnels replies with a sly and seductive smirk.

"And why's that?" Road Dogg asks as he follows Billy over to Terri's car, "You're finally trading up to get some real men?"

Terri places her hands onto the trunk of her rental car and turns around to face Billy Gunn and Road Dogg with a smirk. "That's really not any of your business..." Terri replies as she presses her lips seductively together.

"Hey if a tag team is going to be getting your services, particularly your services in a bedroom or whatever, we got to know about it..." Billy Gunn says. 

"Yeah... and since we've been around the WWF longer than anyone else, we deserve to know," Road Dogg adds.

Terri places her hands onto her sultry, seductively rounded hips. "You know after all these years...neither of you have either banged me...not even together!" Terri says as the horny, lustfilled vixen licks her lips. "You boys tag me, right here and right now...and maybe I'll consider telling you."

"Sounds fair to me..." Road Dogg smirks as he starts to unbuckle his belt before he starts to undo his jeans. 

"I could've sworn I've fucked you before... oh wait... that was another blond with great tits..." Billy Gunn says as he starts to unbutton his jeans. Terri slyly narrows her eyes and smirks at Billy Gunn before she steps away from the trunk of her rental car and eagerly drops down onto her knees in front of the two New Age Outlaws. Road Dogg smirks as he lowers his jeans and boxers to releases his extremely fat cock as it begins to harden. Billy gets his jeans down to his knees and steps towards Terri before she wraps her right hand around his long hardening shaft. Terri lifts her head and locks her seductive eyes with Billy Gunn as she starts to move her right hand up and down his thick and hard shaft. Terri wraps her left hand around Road Dogg's shaft and starts to stroke his cock as well before leaning her head forward and dragging her lips against the head of his cock and then the head of Billy's cock.

"Mmmm damn..." Billy moans as Terri circles her tongue around the head of his now fully harden cock. Road Dogg smirks as Terri strokes his fat dick with her left hand as he watches her lick the tip of Billy's dick. Terri opens her seductive mouth and proceeds to lower her head to take Billy Gunn's cock into her mouth. Terri perfectly wraps her moist lips around his thick shaft and begins to smoothly bob her head up and down to suck his cock while she continues to smoothly stroke Road Dogg's cock with her left hand.

"Ohhh yeah... mmmm..." Road Dogg licks his lips as he leans against the side of Terri's car. Billy puts his right hand on Terri's head as she bobs her head at a smooth, eager pace on his dick.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Terri moans as she continues to lift and lower her head on Billy's cock, lapping her wet tongue around his shaft as she continues to take him deeper into her seductive, horny mouth.

"Ahhh shit.... mmmm... you've must've been dying to suck a dick this morning..." Billy moans as Terri twists and turns her head on his cock while she smacks her tongue against the bottom side of his dick.

Terri slaps her tongue against the bottom side of Billy Gunn's cock before she lifts her head and slyly smirks. "Mmmm... of course..." Terri Runnels slyly smirks and turns to her head to Road Dogg's cock before she eagerly forces his fat cock into her mouth.

"Ohhhh fuck..." Road Dogg moans as he sees how wide Terri's has opened her mouth so that she can fit his cock into it. Billy moves behind Terri and kneels down so that he can work on lowering her tight fitting jeans from her waist.

"Mmmmmmm!" Terri moans as she presses her lips tightly around Road Dogg's fat shaft and skillfully bobs her head along his cock as she sits up slightly so that Billy Gunn can remove her tight fitting jeans.

"Fuck I love a good looking ass.." Billy says with a grin after he lowers Terri's jeans to her knees. Billy guides his cock into Terri's asshole and begins to fuck her with firm thrusts as she continues to bob her head on Road Dogg's extremely thick shaft.

"Mmmmm! Ohhhhh!" Terri seductively moans as she instantly rocks forward on her knees from Billy Gunn thrusting his long and rock hard cock into her tight asshole from behind, causing her to quickly move her head to suck Road Dogg's cock.

"Mmmmm.... ahhh yeah..." Road Dogg moans as he puts his hands on Terri's shoulders as she takes his fat shaft deeper into her mouth. Billy pulls the petite horny little she-devil back towards him as he fucks her ass with firm thrusts.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Terri Runnels groans as her seductive lips brush back and forth against his shaft as she constantly takes him deeper into her wet mouth.

"Awww fuck.... damn... Terri's got a great ass..." Billy licks his lips as he increases the pace of his thrusts as he rams his cock harder into Terri's asshole until his balls are smacking against her ass cheeks.

"Mmmmm! Mmmmm!" Terri moans as she slowly lifts her heads from Road Dogg's cock that drips with her saliva. Terri slyly narrows her eyes as she rocks back smoothly on Billy Gunn's cock as he deeply fucks her.

"Ahhh yeah... hey Jesse... let's double team her..." Billy grins as he pulls his cock out of Terri's asshole so that he can stand up. 

"Sounds good to me..." Road Dogg grins as Billy lifts Terri up from the ground and turns her to face him. After Terri steps out of her jeans, Billy lifts her up and impales her pussy with his long hard cock.

"Ohhhhhh!" Terri moans loudly as Billy Gunn's cock deeply slams into her tight, warm pussy. Terri grits her teeth and closes her eyes as she starts to swiftly bounce on his cock.

"Man if we went back into the bus we could've gotten all of her clothes off..." Road Dogg laughs as he guides his fat dick into Terri's asshole. Thanks to Billy already fucking her ass, Road Dogg's shaft has an easy time entering Terri's asshole.

Terri leans back against Road Dogg's toned chest as she smoothly and quickly bounces between the two New Age Outlaws. "Ohhhhh ohhhh yeah! Ohhhhh!" Terri lustfully moans.




24 Degenerate Hours



"Mmmmm ahhh yeah... ahhh!" Billy Gunn licks his lips as he thrusts his cock in and out of Terri's pussy. Road Dogg puts his hands underneath Terri's legs as he firmly drives his cock into her stretched asshole.

"Mmmmmm ohhh yeah! You boys know how to fuck!" Terri moans as she rapidly bounces between Billy Gunn and Road Dogg.

"Ohhh fuck.... shit... ohhh yeah you got such a great ass Terri!" Road Dogg grunts as he deeply pounds Terri's asshole with his fat cock. Billy puts his hands on Terri's hips as he speeds up his thrusts while he drills her pussy.

"Mmmmmm! Thanks.....you have such a great dick too!" Terri lustfully moans.

"Awww fuck... mmmm damn.... ahhh!" Billy Gunn licks his lips as he thrusts his cock quickly in and out of Terri's pussy. Road Dogg squeezes the bottom side of Terri's thighs as he pushes his cock all the way into her asshole before pulling it out all the way just so that he can shove it back it.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Terri moans as she sharply bounces on Billy Gunn's cock after Road Dogg deeply slams his cock into her ass.

"Mmmm fuck... ohhh shit..." Road Dogg groans as he starts to cum inside of Terri's perfectly shaped ass. Terri licks her lips as she slyly grinds her sultry, tanned ass back against Road Dogg's cock as he cum inside of her ass. Terri tosses her gorgeous blonde hair back as she starts to cum on Gunn's cock.

"Ohhhh... ahhhh fuck... ahhh fuck yeah!" Billy Gunn grits his teeth as he feels Terri's juices on his throbbing cock just before he starts to shoot his load inside of her pussy.

"Mmmmmm! Perfect...." Terri says with a sly smirk as she rocks back and forth on his cock. Terri remains mounted on his body and licks her lips "You said something about a bus?"

"Yeah I did..." Road Dogg smirks as he pulls his cock out of Terri's cum filled asshole.

"I might like to see that bus..." Terri says with a wicked smirk.

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The Following Takes Place Between 11 AM and 12 PM on February 27, 2000

Inside of the Hartford Civic Center gym, Triple H is entering the gym, dressed in black shorts and a tank-top, "Man I hate this place's facilities... it's all second rate..." Triple H grumbles as he walks to where the dumbbell racks.

As the WWF Heavyweight Champion and founder of the McMahon-Helmsley Faction, Triple H, examines the various different weights of the dumbbells, WWF Ring Announcer Lilian Garcia enters through the doorway of the gym. Lilian, dressed in a pair of white workout shorts and a black tank top, softly smiles as she sees The Game. "Hello Hunter...do you mind if I shared the gym with you?" Lilian Garcia politely asks.

Triple H looks over his shoulder at Lilian, "No I don't mind..." Triple H then smirks a bit as he turns to face Lilian, "But when do you work out?" Triple H asks as he checks out Lilian.

Lilian pauses for a moment and looks at Triple H with a raised eyebrow. "Excuse me?" Lilian asks as she sets her water bottle down on one of the benches.

Triple H smirks, "When did you start working out? You're just a ring announcer."

Lilian Garcia smiles and laughs a bit "True...but I still have to look good." Lilian replies as she presses her lips together and slightly looks at the muscular warms of Triple H.

Triple H smirks, "Well from what I can see you look kinda good... but I'm not exactly seeing all of you..." Triple H says.

Lilian blushes a bit and lowers her head "Hunter...you're a married man..."

"Whoa, you got a dirty mind," Triple H laughs a bit, "But I do like what YOU'RE thinking..." Triple H says as he licks his lips.

Lilian bites down on her bottom lip slightly as she noticeably glances down at the bulging crotch of Triple H's black shorts. "But Stephanie would be really upset."

Triple H shrugs, "Eh, she'll go sleep with some second rate talent to make herself feel better," Triple H says as he puts his hands on his waist to tease that he's going to lower his shorts.

Lilian slowly shakes her head "I could get in trouble though..." Lilian says in a slightly timid tone.

"So you wouldn't do it for you boss?" Triple H smirks.

Lilian smiles a bit and laughs "Oh...yeah, I forgot...you are the boss now."

"Damn straight I am..." Triple H smirks, "Now let me see if you look good all over." Triple H says. Lilian lowers her head slyly as she starts to lift her black tank top up and over her head to expose her perky and nicely rounded, juicy tits to Triple H.

"Impressive..." Triple H smirks as he looks at Lilian's perky, round tits. "Now lose the shorts..." Triple H says. Lilian obediently nodes her head before she places her hands on her nicely curved hips and begins to push them down from her waist and down her gorgeous legs to reveal her nicely shaved pussy.

Triple H licks his lips, "Now that's also impressive..." Triple H says before he lowers his black shorts to let out his hardening, thick shaft, "If you need to be told what to do now..." Triple H starts to say.

Lilian Garcia laughs "Oh...I think I know what to do..." Lilian says before she takes a step towards Triple H and kneels down in front of him. "Suck it, right?" Lilian asks with a laugh.

"Damn straight..." Triple H laughs as Lilian wraps her right hand around his stiff cock. Lilian smiles up at Triple H as she wraps her right hand around his cock and begins to smoothly stroke his shaft before she lowers her head and opens her mouth take The Game's cock eagerly into her mouth.

"Ahhhh yeah..." Triple H moans as Lilian starts to bob her head up and down on his thick hard cock while she strokes the bottom half of his dick with her right hand.

"Mmmmm...mmmmmm" Lilian softly moans as she wraps her moist lips around his shaft, smoothly bob her head to suck his cock. Lilian lightly twists her head on his cock while she gradually takes him deeper into her mouth.

"Ohhhh yeah....mmmm..." Triple H licks his lips as he watches Lilian tilt her head from side to side as she sucks his thick cock. Lilian Garcia lifts her beautiful eyes and looks up at Triple H as she steadily moves her head up and down on his thick, long cock, delicately lapping her tongue against his shaft.

"Awww shit... mmmm you're really good with that mouth..." Triple H moans as Lilian slaps her tongue against his cock while she blows him. Lilian closes her eyes as she lowers her head perfectly on his sledge-hammer like cock before she twists her head to grind her lips on his shaft.

"Ohhhh damn... mmm..." Triple H smirks as he lifts off his tank top to reveal his muscular upper body as Lilian deep throats his thick cock. Lilian rapidly flicks her tongue against the bottom side of Triple H's thick shaft while she holds her head still on Triple H's cock.

"Mmmmm fuck.." Triple H then pulls Lilian's head off of his saliva covered cock, "Shit you got some real valuable skills..." Triple H grins as he pulls Lilian up to her feet.

Lilian laughs and then smiles "Thanks Hunter..." Lilian says before she glances down at his rock hard, rigid cock that drips with her saliva. Triple H grabs Lilian by her waist and lifts her up while she's looking down at his cock. Moment later he then lowers Lilian's smoothly shaved pussy onto his shaft as she wraps her legs around his waist.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" Lilian moans as she gently rocks her gorgeous body on his cock as she immediately feels his cock sharply driving upward into her pussy.

"Awww.... ahhhh..." Triple H smirks as he starts to thrust his cock in and out of Lilian's pussy as he begins to lift her up and down on his dick.

Lilian licks her lips and places her hands onto Triple H's muscular, tanned chest as she rapidly bounces up and down on his cock. "Ohhhhh! Ohhhh yeah!"

"Mmmm yeah.... awww damn..." Triple H grunts as he bounce Lilian on his thick shaft while he slams his cock into her pussy. Lilian tilts her head back as she rocks smoothly on his cock while the muscular Triple H powerfully bounces her on his huge cock.

"Awww yeah... mmmm..." Triple H smirks as Lilian puts her hands on his shoulders as she leans back while he fucks her. The Game turns and leans down to lay Lilian on one of the workout benches as he continues to pound her pussy with his shaft.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!" Lilian moans as she slides against the wooden workout bench as she feels his cock slamming into her pussy.

"Ohhhh yeah.... ahhhh... ahhh..." Triple H grunts as he rams his thick rock hard cock deeply into Lilian's tight wet pussy while she pushes herself against him.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhhh Hunter!" Lilian moans as she moves back and forth against the workout bench as The Game continues to slam his cock deeply into her pussy.

"Ahhhh... awwww... ahhhh!" Triple H places his hands on the workout bench as he makes his thrusts even harder as he fucks Lilian on top of the workout bench. Lilian wraps her gorgeous legs tighter around his muscular waist as she feels his cock rapidly slamming into her warm, wet pussy. Triple H gets his knees placed onto the workout bench and sits up on it while pulling Lilian up from the workout bench's surface. The Game then resumes to bounce Lilian up and down on his cock. Lilian tilts her head back and places her hands onto his strong, muscular arms as she rapidly and roughly bounces on his sledge hammer-like cock.

"Awww... ahhhh yeah... mmmm fuck!" Triple H grunts as he drives his cock up into Lilian's cunt as she bounces up and down on his shaft. Lilian licks her lips as she grinds her wet pussy back and forth on his shaft while she feels him sharply driving is cock up into her warm, tight pussy.

"Ahhhh... awww fuck... mmmm..." Triple H grits his teeth as he feels his cock starting to throb inside of Lilian's pussy. Lilian leans forward and presses her soft lips against Triple H's firm lips as she grinds forward on his shaft, perfectly rocking on his throbbing cock.

"Mmmmm!" Triple H moans as he slides his tongue into Lilian's mouth as he starts to cum inside of her hot pussy.

"Mmmmmmm! Ohhhhhh!" Lilian Garcia groans as she leans back slightly and feels Triple H's cock slamming into her warm pussy as sweat lightly drips from her body.

"Mmmmm! Ahhh!" Triple H groans as his cock pulsates as he fills Lilian's pussy with his cum while she rocks on his shaft. Lilian licks her lips as she slowly comes to a stop on Triple H's cock, lightly grinding herself on his shaft one last time before she stands up from him lap.

Triple H smirks, "Lilian... I can safely say that you better keep doing what you're doing to stay in shape..."

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The Following Takes Place Between 12 PM and 1 PM on February 27, 2000

In the arena's cafeteria, X-Pac, Road Dogg, and Billy Gunn are at one of the catering tables with a deck of playing cards. All three are dressed in jeans and DX t-shirts, "Man I'm so fucking bored..." X-Pac says as he shuffles the deck of cards. 

"Me too, where's a hot blond with big tits when you need one..." Billy laughs.

Road Dogg smirks, "Terri has gone to talk to Edge and Christian remember?" 

"Oh right..." Billy laughs The WWF's gorgeous and large-chested EMT, B.B., walks into the catering area, dressed in a pair of tight fitting black jeans and a white EMT top. B.B. walks over to one of the vacant tables in the catering room as she peels a banana and casually takes the banana into her mouth, wrapping her moist lips around the fruit.

"Damn..." Road Dogg says as he has a clear line of sight as he watches B.B. rub her lips on the banana. 

"What?" X-Pac asks as he and Billy turn on their seats to see what Road Dogg is seeing. B.B. closes her eyes as she pushes the banana further into her mouth, entrapping the banana with her moist and pouty lips.

"Fuck... now that's hot..." Billy Gunn says. 

X-Pac nods his head, "I bet she's practicing..." X-Pac says as he licks his lips. B.B. bites off a piece of the banana before removing the remaining part of the banana from her mouth as a drop of her saliva drips from the fruit.

"Ouch... I hope she doesn't bite when she has something else in her mouth..." Road Dogg laughs. 

X-Pac smirks, "Hey babe... you like some meat in your mouth!" X-Pac says loudly to get B.B.'s attention.

B.B. turns her blonde haired head and glances over in the direction of X-Pac, Road Dogg and Billy Gunn. B.B. swallows and raises an eyebrow as she sets the banana down on the table. "Did you say something?" B.B. asks.

"Yeah I did... I asked if you like some meat in your mouth..." X-Pac laughs.

B.B. laughs as she starts to approach the table. "Meat in my mouth? What do you mean?" B.B. asks as she places her hands onto her nicely curved hips.

"Go for it Pac..." Billy Gunn says. 

X-Pac stands up, "What I mean babe... is do you suck dick..." X-Pac says as he unbuttons his jeans and lowers them enough to pull out his long cock.

B.B. presses her soft, luscious lips together as her eyes lower to glance down at X-Pac's impressively long and thick cock. "Mmmm...well I suppose I could suck that dick" B.B. replies with a laugh.

"You'll suck more than that...' Billy grins as he stands up and undoes his own jeans to lower them to free his cock. Road Dogg also stands up and lowers his jeans to free his incredibly fat dick.

B.B. smiles and nods her head "Mmmm...I could definitely suck those three..." B.B. replies as she steps closer the three members of DX and bends over, while standing, and places her left hand around Billy Gunn's cock and her right hand around Road Dogg's cock as she guides her head down to X-Pac's cock to eagerly take him into her mouth.

"Ohhhh yeah..." X-Pac moans as B.B. starts to bob her head up and down on his cock. Road Dogg and Billy lick their lips as B.B. strokes their cocks with her hands.

"Mmmmm...." B.B. softly moans as she wraps her lips gently around X-Pac's cock and starts to smoothly bob her head to suck his long shaft. B.B. gently laps her wet tongue around his shaft while she smoothly strokes Billy Gunn and Road Dogg's rock hard shafts, brushing her hands back and forth on their cocks.

"Yeah suck that dick!" X-Pac moans as B.B. turns her head on his long, rock hard cock. 

"Damn let's see them tits..." Road Dogg says as he leans down to unbutton B.B.'s white EMT top while she jerks him and Billy off.

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmm!" B.B. moans as she rocks her head forward on X-Pac's cock, causing her moist lips to rub on his shaft while her saliva drips on his cock. Her large, juicy and perfectly shaped tits suddenly bounce out of her top after Road Dogg finishes unbuttoning it, while she guides her hand swiftly up his shaft and takes her other hand down to Billy Gunn's large ball sack.

"Mmmm fuck those are the biggest fucking tits I've ever seen..." Billy Gunn says with a moan as B.B. rubs his balls. 

"Awww ohhh shit she was made to suck dick..." X-Pac groans as B.B. takes his cock further into her mouth. B.B. removes her hand from Road Dogg's cock as she rapidly bobs her head at a quick pace, slurping and eagerly devouring X- Pac's cock with her hot and skilled mouth.

"Ahhh shit yeah... fuck..." X-Pac moans as he pulls his saliva covered cock out of B.B.'s mouth. 

"Get undressed..." Billy says with a grin as he takes off his clothes.

B.B. nods her head and smiles "You got it!" B.B. replies as she steps back slightly and starts to unbutton her tight fitting black jeans and starts to push them down from her nicely curved hips, guiding them down her smooth legs.

X-Pac steps out of his jeans as he lays down on the floor, "And when you're done get on top of this..." X-Pac says to B.B. B.B. steps out of her black jeans and slides her light blue laced panties down her gorgeous legs to expose her nicely shaved, moist pussy. B.B. smiles and tosses her blonde hair back before she joins X-Pac down on the floor and gently mounts her perfectly curved body onto X-Pac's rock hard cock.

"Mmmm fuck yeah..." X-Pac moans as B.B. lowers herself on his saliva coated cock. Road Dogg moves in front of B.B. and as she's about to open her mouth, he pushes his fat dick against her lips.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhhhh!" B.B. moans as she takes Road Dogg's fat cock into her warm, wet mouth with her lips wrapped tightly around his shaft. B.B. closes her eyes as she bobs her head along Road Dogg's shaft while she places her hands onto X-Pac's toned chest and rocks forward on his shaft, grinding his cock with her pussy.

"Ohhh yeah... suck it..." Road Dogg moans as B.B. bobs her head on his cock. X-Pac puts his hands on B.B.'s huge tits as he thrusts his shaft up into her pussy. 

Billy steps behind B.B. and grins, "Great ass...' Billy says as he kneels behind B.B. to push his cock between her round ass cheeks and into her asshole.

"MMMMMMMM!" B.B. moans loudly around Road Dogg's cock as her curved body suddenly jolts forward on X-Pac's cock as she feels Billy Gunn's thick cock entering her tight asshole from behind.

"Ohhh yeah... mmmm fuck..." X-Pac groans as he rams his cock upward into B.B.'s pussy. 

"Ohhhh shit... damn what a great ass..." Billy grunts as he pumps his cock in and out of B.B.'s asshole while she rocks between him and X-Pac as she eagerly sucks on Road Dogg's fat dick.

"Mmmmm! Ohhhhh!" B.B. moans as she turns her head on Road Dogg's fat cock while her wet lips rub against his shaft. B.B. closes her eyes as she rocks back on X-Pac's cock to grind her juicy ass on Billy Gunn's muscular waist as he deeply slams his cock into her ass.

"Ohhh damn... ahhhh..." Road Dogg moans as B.B. twists her head on his cock as she deep throats it with her mouth. X-Pac and Billy deeply slams their dicks into B.B.'s pussy and asshole as she moves between them.

B.B. lifts her head slowly from Road Dogg's cock as some of her saliva drips from her mouth and onto X-Pac's forehead. "Ohhhhh! Awwww ohhhhh yeah!" B.B. moans as she quickly rocks between X-Pac and Billy Gunn, who each deeply thrust their cocks into her.

"Fuck... watch the spit..." X-Pac says after B.B.'s saliva splatters on his face. 

"Ahhh damn... ohh fuck..." Billy licks his lips as he rams his cock into B.B.'s ass before he pulls his cock out. Road Dogg then pull B.B. off of X- Pac and sets her on all fours so that he can ram his thick cock into her cunt.

"Mmmmmm! Ohhhhh yeah!" B.B. moans and grits her teeth as she sharply rocks forward on her knees after Road Dogg deeply slams his cock into her warm, wet pussy.

"Ahhhh awww fuck..." Road Dogg grunts as he grabs B.B.'s hips as he rams his incredibly fat cock into B.B.'s cunt.

Billy moves in front of B.B. and smirks, "Suck it!" Billy says as he guides his cock towards B.B.'s mouth.

"Mmmmm ohhhh yeah! Mmmm suck it!" B.B. moans as she takes Billy Gunn's thick cock into her mouth and begins to rapidly bob her head while she smoothly rocks back and forth on her hands and knees while Road Dogg slams his cock into her pussy from behind.

"Ohhh yeah... ohhh yeah!" Billy moans as B.B. quickly lifts and drops her head on his cock. Road Dogg jerks B.B. back towards him as he pounds her pussy with quick, firm thrusts. X-Pac leans against a table as he strokes his cock while watch B.B. rock between the New Age Outlaws.

B.B.'s blonde haired head rocks back and forth on Billy Gunn's fat cock as she presses her lips tightly around his shaft as she forces her head further down into her mouth. "Mmmmmm!" B.B. moans as she grinds her curved body back against Road Dogg's cock as she rocks between the two degenerates.

"Ahhhh damn... mmm ohhh fuck..." Road Dogg licks his lips as he dives his cock deeply into B.B.'s wet pussy as she rocks back to push her ass against his waist.

"Awww ohhh fuck... mmm..." Billy moans as he begins to cum inside of B.B.'s hot wet mouth as she sucks and slurps on his dick

"MMMMMMM!" B.B. lustfully groans as she lifts her head from Billy Gunn's cock while her lips are coated with his warm, thick cock. B.B. closes her eyes and tilts her head back as she rocks back against Road Dogg's cock in her pussy as he drills her from behind.




24 Degrees



We had hoped to take a romantic tour of Washington DC, envisioning walking hand in hand down the National Mall, strolling though the art museums and visiting a few of the monuments, but when we opened the curtains in the room, the immediate chill we felt sent us to the TV to catch the local forecast. The night before the weatherman indicated temperatures would go up into the mid forties, but looking at the Weather Channel we noted that the current temperature was twenty-four degrees. The wind was about five to seven miles per hour, making the wind chill a brisk eighteen degrees.

Switching channels to the local news, we waited for the weather report which indicated that the temperature was supposed to rise up to forty-three by mid-afternoon, but currently it was still very cold. We pulled the sheer curtains back over the window, hoping to cut the chilled air while letting in some light. Sitting down on the bed we were silent, both trying to figure out what to do.

When Heather came up with an idea, I had to wonder had taken us so long. Her idea was to simply turn her head to me and give me a quick kiss. I reciprocated with a bit longer kiss and when she reciprocated by putting her hand on my lap and gently squeezing my growing erection I realized we had found something nice to do while we waited for the temperature outside to rise.

The ideas just kept coming, so I jumped up, adjusted my erection and headed into the bathroom and started the water, dumping some bubble bath in. Coming back out into the room, I took her hand, kissed her gently on the mouth and began undressing her. I worked slowly, kissing her on the lips between each button, snap and hook. When she was naked, I stepped back into the bathroom and turned off the water and then returned to her. Taking her hand, I walked her into the bathroom and steadied her as she climbed in to the hot water.

It took her a few moments to get accustomed to the heat of the water, but when she did, she leaned back and just relaxed. I stepped back into the room and quickly removed my clothes and then returned to her. While she was pretty much covered in bubbles, I noticed her breasts were exposed, glistening in the dampness. Looking up at her face I saw her blue eyes looking seductively at me.

I kneeled down, took some body wash and squirted it in my hands, making a fist to warm it up some. Leaning forward, I ran my hands first over her breasts and then gently outward, slowly, sensuously washing her. Slipping my hands under her arms, I felt a bit of stubble there and asked, "Can I shave you there?"

A bit apprehensive, she replied, "Only if you are very gentle."

I agreed, so she told me where her razor was and then carefully instructed me on how to hold it and pull it along her skin. Finishing shaving her armpits, I looked down at her pubic hair, be decided I liked that soft patch of hair too much to want to shave that off. Her legs were a bit ambitious for me, so I placed the razor on the sink and returned to her, rubbing the body wash over her hips and down her thighs.

She opened her legs as I washed her thighs, exposing her beautiful, delicate lips and I could feel my cock harden again. During the nervous task of shaving under her arms, my erection had subsided a bit, but now, looking at her, it was fully hard again. Rinsing the soap off my hands, I grabbed her razor and returned it to her bag, returning with the vial of lubricant I noticed when I originally got the razor.

Dabbing a bit on my finger, I reached down and slid my finger up the slit between her lips finding her clit. Touching her as gently as I could, I began moving my finger in small circles around the tiny nub, watching to see how her body responded. Her lips slowly began to swell, almost blossoming outward and I could feel her clit quickly harden.

Tiny waves began to emanate from her hips as she began raising herself up to my fingers and then dropping down into the tub again and again. I felt her hand lightly grasp my arm and I could see her breasts begin to move as she breathed faster and faster. I continued touching her lightly, but she began to moan, "Harder, harder..." So I increased the pressure a bit.

I could feel her grip on my arm tightening and the movement of her hips began to become more and more intense as the water splashed some with her movement. She began whispering to me saying, "You make me feel so good, I can feel it, yes."

Moving my finger faster, I whispered back, "I love you."

"I love you too," she moaned, and then continued talking, "Oh it feels so good, I'm going to come, yes make me come, please make me come."

Moving a second finger to her clit, I rubbed her in firm, round strokes, circling her clit very quickly now. I felt her nails push into my arm as she lifted up and then squealed a bit as the came, splashing back into the water and relaxing completely. After a few minutes I leaned over to her and kissed her, whispering to her once again, "I love you."

Smiling a bit, she reached for my cock, but I moved her hand away saying, "No, no, this morning is just for you. We can go get some lunch and see if it has warmed up any. When we get back from our romantic tour we'll talk about it then." I then helped her stand up and step out of the tub. Grabbing a towel, I gently dried her off and then moved out into the room to get dressed. Once she was dressed, he headed out of the room, ready for our romantic day to continue.



24 Gwendolyn



Written just for Gwendolyn by JD "PurpleHazeFL69" 

"24 Gwendolyn" 

Chapters: 

1~~ Sweet Arrival 
2~~ The Appetizer 
3~~ The Main Course 
4~~ A Full Second Plate 
5~~ Finishing Breakfast 

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1~~ Sweet Arrival 
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Typically an early Autumn Wednesday in Florida like any other... clear blue skies and toasty heat during the morning, with short but powerful thunderstorms at 5PM like clockwork. Working from home through my internet connection has it's rewards where I can get a lot done and not be bothered, however today carried a special perk.

I was expecting a guest from out of state. She'd driven down to attend a large horror movie convention where the who's who of horror and makeup were scheduled to appear. Her name is Gwen, a delicious Georgia Peach, party girl and sensuously evil temptress.

We'd interacted online for several months before she became curious enough to give me her phone number. Her voice was neither high nor low toned, a middle-of-the-road-sexy-as-hell-hint-of-a-Southern-drawl spiced by quite an infectious laugh. 

Although I'd not yet met her in person, I had seen photos of her online and some she'd sent to me via email. An all natural beauty with no surgery-enhanced features (as can be the norm 'round here in the Sunshine State). No balloon boobs, no padded bubble booty... Just the prettiest eyes and smile, surrounded by the cutest bobbed auburn hairdo, connected to two perky mouthfuls of naturals, a lovely thick waist and hiney connected to some very lucious legs. The camera loved her, and she worked it with her sexy eyes, and for that I love the camera. 

But these long distance adorations would soon be demystified as she'd announced she was coming into town and would like to finally meet. I'm certainly no fool, and had given her specific directions and prepared for her arrival for quite some time. I had just finished coding new logic into a software project for work when I heard padded footsteps near the front door, a bit of a screamed expletive followed by the lazy bing-bong of the front doorbell. My eyes widened, heart raced and smiled to myself "She's HERE!"

My home office is in the master bedroom at the back of the house. As I made my way through the living room layout, her playful attitude induced repeated fist-pounding on the door mixed with a constant press of the doorbell...BOOM BOOM BOOM BING BONG BING BONG "JIIIIIM! IT'S THE POLICE, OPEN THIS DOOR GOD DAMMIT!" BOOM BOOM BOOM... My pulse made me feel rather giddy in anticipation. I decided to take a breath and see what I was in for. 

I peered through the mirror coated door glass. Oh, my God. I was SO in trouuuuuble! MmmmDamn! She'd been driving for several hours and was dressed in a purple, white and blue striped spaghetti strap tank and jean shorts. Very nice Gwen stems flowed down from each leg opening, each tipped with elevated flip flops drawn through cute popsicle toes. 

She shifted her shades from her eyes to a resting place atop her hair. Her head turned to the side as if to listen for any sign of me opening the door while raising her hand to knock yet again. She raised her legs alternately to stretch them now that her long drive had come to an end. She'd apparently gotten some rays on the drive down and her skin glowed with the slightest sunburn. Her breasts were softly cradled in a silky fleshtone bra with straps that paralleled with those of the tank. Giving her such an intense once over made me quite... ferociously emotionally erect to say the least.

A cloudburst was rolling in overhead as she knocked again, a little softer and less confident that I might answer. As the thunder rumbled and heralded in the hissing rain, the bolt lock popped open and her head snapped towards the direction of the door. 

I turned the knob and the door creaked slightly as the threshold yawned open in front of her. Once the door was fully ajar, I stepped from behind it with a shit-eating grin. Gwen's face went from semi-grin to a nearly ear-to-ear pearly white teeth bearing smile as she shrieked then trumpetted "YEEEAAAAAH BABY!" 

She held out her raised arms and with playful baby steps walked unabatedly forward as my hands raised and open to catch her. With the last few skittering steps, she slowed and with her head slightly cocked looked up to me with her lips in full pout. 

"Hello Beautiful, how ya doin'?" I replied as my hands slid around her waist and my head lowered and turned to meet her pout. Her arms slid around my neck in a full-on love hug as our eyes locked and lips met. She felt like heaven and smelled so nice, a hint of coconut, and her lovely pearlescent lips tasted sweet. 

Locked in the very welcome hug, we swayed from side to side and both said in unison "I'm so glad to see you!" For a moment we stopped and gave each others eyes a glance as if to find the other's intensions, wisdom or soul inside. 

"You look incredibly edible, Gwen" I said in all honesty. She lifted one foot behind her and lowered the flipflop to it's tip, pivoting it playfully as her hand slid across my chest and grasped the bottom of my grey goatee. 

"You're looking mighty sharp yourself, darlin'", she said, her cheeks rounding her warm smile. Still grasping my beard, she guided my lips back to hers for another kiss, lingering a bit longer before our lips parted this time.

Stepping to the side and raising my hand in an ushering gesture, "So come on in, stretch out and relax, no worries here Sugarpuss!" I said. 

She raised to her tip-toes and arched her back with arms over her head giving a bit of a gasp while she stretched, then suddenly her taut stance released as she laughed and took a stumbling step forward, gave me a playful punch in the belly and exclaimed "Sugarpuss?!? I drive all the way down here and one of the first things out of your mouth is Sugarpuss?" 

I laughed and one of her eyebrows lifted as the other lowered, indicating I was a nut. "Sssssshuuuuuu gaaaaaah puuuussssssy, tha's riyat ma'am!" I quipped in a heavy southern accent. "And that's a sincere assumption it is!" I concluded with a smile. 

Her expression went to one of amazement and her mouth rounded in a loud gasp and laugh as I gave her hiney a slight smack with my fingers as she passed by me into the living room. 

"Wow, VERY nice place you got here, Jim, VERY nice! You're not into horror and movies are you?" She said and chuckled looking around at the layout. 

I have a split level home with a staircase that winds around the living room to the second floor guest rooms and bath. The ceiling in the living room is vaulted and the thirty foot walls sport some full sized theatrical banners from various horror and science fiction movies. Mixed in are theater-sized posters, framed celebrity autographed photos and various bits of movie memorabilia. The center of the back wall is home to a 50 inch TV and stereo system and two wrap-around sectional sofas make for choice seating. 

"I have friends out at Universal who give me first pick on certain things that arrive" I explained. "I do things for them during the year, like portray Santa at the Cineplex at Christmas and do mystery shopping, and they do things for me, ha ha." 

"You've got some cool shit! Ooooh, look at that, and how did you manage to get those?" she replied, her eyes scanning the wide open wallspace coated with hard to acquire items as an outstretched finger followed her glances over each item. She had turned around several times, even scanning the second floor walls and she was now with her back to me looking up and around. 

"Glad you approve!" I said, and placed my hands on her shoulders.

My thumbs began massaging the tightness in her shoulders. "So should you ever decide to move down here or visit, there's plenty of room and you're more than welcome" I said in a lower voice close to her dainty pierced and bejeweled ear. 

The vibration of my voice must have tickled her as she kind of lowered that side of her head and giggled and gasped. "What? Is my voice turning you on?" I said lower and more breathy closer to her ear, continuing the massage. 

She shrieked "Yes! My ears are VERY sensitive!"

"Ooooooo well don't stop then, eh mate?" I said, my hands lowering to rest on her waist and hold her to me. 

"Perhaps a movie quote then?" my voice now lowered to full vibe mode, heh...

"Yippee kiyay, amuddafuk" I said and she laughed out loud.

"...Is it safe? Vee haff weys off mekkeeng yoo tok!" I whispered and she giggled trying, but not very hard, to wriggle from my grasp. 

Her twisting motion as she bent slightly forward accidentally grinded her butt into the bulge in the front of my jeans. She stopped and straightened her stance without pulling away and just said slowly "Oh... my...".

"Naw coffer yore eyez, mein fraulien!" her commandant commanded as she was thankful the auditory torture session earned her a temporary reprieve.

Gwen's hands covered her eyes as I guided her through the dining room. The smell of warm melted chocolate and brandy filled the senses. 

"Chocolat? I know your favorite!" I said, guiding her to the kitchen bar. 

Her eyes popped open "Jim, you're kidding me! You did this for me? Look at this, it's awesome!" 

A fondue pot full of a mixture of milk chocolate, white chocolate and brandy was simmering. A large serving tray was prepared with neatly sliced mandarin oranges, marshmellows, brownies, buttercake, bananas and strawberries. The fondue forks awaited.

"Thank you, I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten in hours..." Gwen said while spinning out a barstool near the tray of treats. I sat next to her, open legged on another barstool, not nearly as hungy as I'd had several tastes already in preparing it. She picked at the tray with her fork. Each treat was a burst of flavor in her mouth as the warm chocolate complimented each bite of coated delicacy. At times she picked chocolate coated items off the fork with her fingers once they'd been dipped and laid them upon her tongue. 

"What, you're not going to eat?" she asked. 

"No, I'm fine, I might try some in a little bit" I returned. 

"Bullshit!" she said. As she licked off her sticky digits, she gave me a glance as her index finger slid into her mouth and emerged clean of chocolate. She then took the same finger and gently ran it around the inside rim of the fondue crock. 

A generous dab of melted chocolate coated her finger as she turned her barstool and leaned forward to me saying "Jim, I'm going to eat...AND you're going to eat!" She held her dripping chocolate finger for a moment in front of my mouth and looked at me straight in the eyes with a slight smirk. 

"If that's what you like" I said quickly and opened my mouth smiling at the edges. 

She gave a slight single breath snicker as she pushed the chocolate into my mouth. My eyes never leaving hers, I cradled her finger with my tongue around as it went in, sucked until i felt her flesh and then brought up the hardened the tip of my tongue to run along the bottom of her finger. I then opened my lips and sucked her finger back in, running my tongue again hard along the bottom as she hesitantly withdrew it from my lips. 

Perhaps I'd telegraphed the sentiment strongly enough as she was speechless for just a moment. I looked down and noticed a drip of the chocolate had escaped her finger and landed right on the side of the bulge in my pants. 

"God dammit Gwen!" I said playfully, "look what you've done! I've had a premature eCHOCulation!" 

She turned in her seat which put her legs between mine. She steadied herself by placing her small yet warm hand on my thigh then glanced at my fabric-and-chocolate-covered cock and just laughed. She gave my leg a slight squeeze as she laughed. My cock responded and it wasn't shy. The head pushed hard against the inside of my pants as it inched forward. 

"Jim, you must REALLY like chocolate" said Gwen glancing at the shameless tent. 

"Lets see how much you like it Sweetheart!" I said, rounding my finger along the inside of the crock. I placed my hand on her arm so she would not spin away, then brought my chocolate treat towards her face. She pursed up her lips as if she was going to resist. 

"MMmmph MMMPH GDDMMT" she muttered through closed lips as my finger followed her mouth from side to side as she turned her head to avoid it. I poked a finger just below her arm into her rib cage and she laughed out loud. 

"Uh huh, that's it baby..." I said positioning my finger to her mouth. 

She opened her lips as if to take it in, leaned forward then stopped. She looked into my eyes and gave an ear to ear smile then grabbed my wrist with both hands. She guided my finger to just in front of her open lips and I felt her breath on my hand. She turned her head to the side avoiding my finger and lowered her lips to my palm, closing her eyes as she went. She stopped at the bottom of my palm and I felt the tip of her tongue slowly glide back up along the outside of it as she breathed through her mouth to add to the sensation. 

I fidgetted slightly and hunched once in my seat as she traced her tongue on the outside of my palm, then up the side of the chocolate coated finger. She leaned a bit more forward, transfering more weight onto her hand on my thigh. It tugged the fabric of my pants a bit more taut across my growing pleasant ache. She then started licks from the bottom of my finger to the top, each time stopping to savor the taste and lick her lips, then start a new lick from the bottom again. 

With the last two licks, she looked up at me and my expression. She regained that ear to ear grin and laughed through her mouth during each slow agonizing lick. 

"Why Jim, you taste pretty damn good! Mmmmm" she purred and finished off the last lick then gave the palm of my hand a breathy sucking kiss. 

"I was just thinking the same about you, Sugarpuss..." I replied. The brandy in the fondue had a mellowing effect, a slight ringing in the ears but an overall smooth buzz, enhancing our flirtatious torture of one another.

Gwen glanced down to see the more pronounced outline of the swelling head of my penis trying to push it's way through the fabric of my pants. Her eyes then followed down a bit further and she noticed a huge splatter of chocolate had dripped down her chin, into her cleavage and along the outside of her left breast. 

"Crap!" she said while running a finger to catch the drop running down the front of her tank. She raised the finger to her lips and sucked the candy off, but her eyes returned to my stiffness. She had swivelled between my legs and just the feeling of her lovely presence having it's way within that space felt like heaven. 

She opened her fingers and gently placed them over the bulge and gave a single squeeze. I heard her whisper something to herself, could have been a 'damn' but I didn't quite hear it. She then opened her left hand and placed the bottom of her palm under the bulge and started to slowly push it down the length of the swelling. 

My hand went softly to her chin and guided her gaze from below up to my face to kiss her candy coated lips. She leaned up into the kiss more forcefully, a bit more tongue than I had expected, but it was most welcome indeed. Her palm slid from the front of the head of my cock down to the bottom of the shaft where she gently squeezed my balls through my pants. The motion had pushed my cock into a more comfortable position and promoted further growth with less constriction. 

As we finished our kiss, our eyes slowly blinked back open. I whispered "You know what, Gwendolyn?" 

She rested her head gently on my chest then looked back up at me and whispered "Whats that Jim?" as she squeezed near the base of my bulge and ran her fingers back up the length. 

I smiled a shit-eating grin and said "I'm really, REALLY happy you're here!" 

Her eyes squinted as she laughed and shook her head "You dumbass..." her grasp a little more firm to the flesh beneath the clothes "Are you happy Jim?" Pushing her palm down again "Yep, you're really happy to see me alright...heh heh" 

As I raised up in my seat she was hitting an excellent spot and my leg twitched. Putting my hands under her arms, I led hear up on her barstool. 

I tugged at the bottom of her tank and said "I need to get this in the washer real quick for you." She gave me a bit of an 'Are you kidding' type look then conceded, winked and raised her arms. I lifted the tank halfway up until it just cleared her mouth then pulled it back so her arms were trapped while her eyes were covered and I kissed her, very passionately. 

She gave a quick "Hey!" and a gasp, then her tongue entered my lips as she welcomed me. I leaned forward, holding her around the waist, and licked the chocolate that had run between her cleavage. Pausing to suck an area here, an area there beneath her satin bra covered breasts. I felt her tense stature ease as my tongue made little circles where spots of chocolate had spattered. My breath on her skin made her arch her back and her nipples hardened through the silky bra as my tongue slid along her sternum.

She finished removing her tank as i let go of it and she ran her fingers through my hair as my mouth glided upon her. She definately was wearing something coconut as my tongue slid over chocolate then coconut and back. Gently running my teeth over a hardened silk covered nipple, my lips ran softly over the material. She gasped and turned her torso, placing the other nipple front and center for attention. I placed it between my lips and hummed. She giggled surprisedly as it tickled her senses. 

"I'll be right back, Gwen..." I said, grabbing her tank from the counter. 

"You'll need to wash those too" she said licking a finger and pointing to the spot of chocolate on my pants which had now been rubbed into the fabric. 

I stepped into the garage and started the small batch of laundry. She grabbed a strawberry off the tray and dipped it into the chocolate melt, then savored the mixture of flavors as it disappeared in her mouth.

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2~~ The Appetizer 
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"Would you like to wash your hands?" I asked as the garage door closed behind me. 

"Yes darlin', if you don't mind" She stood from her barstool, with hands crossed in front of her. 

I had emerged from the garage without my jeans and my boner was standing out like a front porch flagpole, loosely covered by my briefs. She laughed and pointed at it, not making matters much better. 

I held out my hand "Well come on then, follow me". 

She took my hand and got behind me, as if to keep herself warm from the cool breeze of air conditioning flowing from the vents in the rooms, her other hand rested on my hip. I led her through the house to closed wooden double doors at the far end of the living room. I opened them both inward at the same time. 

"Oh wow, Jim, that's a nice bed!" she said, eyeing the kingsize brass bed before her. Covered in leopard print sheets and cases it beckoned to any weary or horny soul. 

"This is the master bedroom and my home office, this is where I was when you came to the door" I explained. My office desk wraps around in one corner, forming a letter 'J'. The walls are covered with yet more autographed pics and banners and posters. 

A huge Jessica Alba Sin City poster on the wall behind the bed, a standee of Angelina Jolie as Lara Croft in one corner, posters for Underworld and Gothika, signed autographs from Tiffany Shepis, Marilyn Chambers, Sid Haig, Robert Englund and others. Lots of computer and video equipment abound. 

"Jim if you were locked up in this room, you'd be set for a few days, ya think?" Gwen commented. 




24 Gwendolyn



"Actually, just one day" I said, locking the double doors behind me. 

"Excuse me?" she said turning her head down and looking up to me in disbelief. 

"Don't you remember? You asked 'If you had me locked in your room for 24 hours to do anything at all I wanted, what would you do?' and I just wanted to show you my reply. You'll still get to the convention on time, and I wouldn't mind going with you." 


She seemed a bit frightened or cautious so I opened her hands and put the key to the bedroom within her grasp. 

"Look, lover, you can leave at any time you don't want to be here, ok? We're working with illusions and role play here, ha ha..." I assured her. 

"You aren't supposed to take those silly surveys literally, you nut." she smiled and shook her head, pounding the key in her palm with the other hand. 

"You don't approve of my answer? Maybe you should reach the end of the 24 hours and then rate my reply, ya think?" I said stepping to the back of the office.

"Follow me Sugarpuss..." I said opening the door at the far wall. "This is the master bath."

A large double sink with theater lighting all around and the commode on one wall, large sliding double doors to a huge walk in closet on the opposite wall, and an oversized tub just one step down from a jacuzzi was at the far end with sun, moon and astrology decor. I walked to the far end and sat on the top step of the tub, set the plug and started running some steamy hot water. 

"Jim can I move in with you?" Gwen joked. 

"I know you're joking but the answer is and always will be 'Yes'" I said in a serious tone, testing the waterflow churning from the tub faucet with my hand. 

I sat with one leg up, the other down on the step, my hardon had pushed the material of the elastic waistband open a bit, as if trying to crawl out on it's own. 

She washed her hands in the far sink and then looked at me inquisitively "Is that for me?" as she dried her hands with a terrycloth towel. 

"Yes, this is all for you AngelEyes" I said, shaking a generous amount of bath oil beads into the waterflow. It hissed in the rumbling water and released a pleasant scent in the steaming water. I turned and saw her eyeing my briefs. 

"That would be yes on both counts" I said. She then looked up to see I'd caught her eyeing my cock and gave a snicker while rolling her eyes. 

"I'm going to give you a steaming hot sponge bath, honey. You've been driving for hours and now you're covered in chocolate, I'm going to pamper you." She came over, put the lid down and sat on the commode. 

"Thats very sweet!" she said, leaning over and running her fingers through my hair just once. 

While the water roared, I reached down, grabbed her left foot and put it in my lap. I ran my fingers down her calf, caressing her ankle. She steadied herself on the seat with both hands as her leg was pulled forward. I unbuckled the ankle strap of her elevated flops and slipped it off her foot. As I placed the shoe on the floor, she giggled and turned her foot to the side, tapping my cock which swayed and snapped back into position. 

She tapped a couple of times, the last time running her small toes along the side of the bulge. 

"Okay okay, other foot, sweetcakes..." I said, lowering her foot gently and grasping the other. With this one, she slid a bit forward on her seat as I removed the strap and her shoe. When I placed the shoe on the floor, she straightened her knee which put her foot directly on the front of my aching cock. 

Her big toe to one side and other toes to the other, she pressed into it and the bottom of her foot was so soft along the hard yet curved underside of my boner. I smiled and stroked her leg and ankle, holding it in position so she wouldn't stop. The bubbly scented water began gurgling in the overflow drain so I reached over and turned off each knob as she rested he arch of her foot on me.

We both stood and I put my hands around her waist, pulling her to me. My cock pressed into the front of her jean shorts as I reached around behind her to undo her silky skin toned bra. She lifted her arms, resting her elbows on my shoulders to give me access to the clasp at hand. 

She looked up into my eyes with the most penetrating glance she's famous for. I felt my heartbeat race as her eyes pierced mine. She liked the feel of my cock pushing into her jeans and turned just a bit putting her right leg forward so that it rested the length of me against her. As the back of her bra popped opened free she lowered her hands to around my waist, resting both on my ass and held me firmly against her so that she felt the heat of my rod against her. 

Her face beamed with a sly smile and said "Mister, you're in pretty sad shape here" as she shifted several times so that her leg rubbed just under my balls, making me stand up even harder. I pulled on her bra strap and it snapped from between our bodies. I let it fly through the air and hit the bathroom door. 

Her lovely and now bared natural breasts showed she was quite turned on as her nipples were totally hard and standing out, so sensitive to each puff of steam that rolled by from the bubbly water. My hands then came around her and i traced her spine with my fingertips down to the top of her jean shorts and my fingertips grazed across an elastic strap of undies just inside the edge. 

She slid her thumbs in under the elastic strap of my briefs and gave a strong tug downward. They slipped to reveal the top of my hiney cheeks, yet were held from going further by the hard flesh hook they were caught on standing in front. Her breasts pressed against my shirt, the nipples rolling across the warm cotton fabric. 

She looked up at me with her head cocked to one side and one eye in a bit of a squint and said "You can't be bashful forever, Jim" and her fingers following the waistband around to the front of my briefs. She closed her eyes and kissed me while reaching her hand inside the tented material, the warm side of her fingers coming into contact with the hot and strained flesh of my cock within. 

Her eyes reopened, directly into mine as she ran her fingers along my lower abdomen rather avoiding my cock which stood out at an angle just an inch away from her hand. Gwen then raised her hand slowly, tracing her thumb along the side of the shaft, bumping over the rim of the swollen head as she pulled out the elastic band and pulled it down over the front. My briefs hit the floor and she did not break eye contact but was fully aware I was bare naked to the world just below her gaze. My fingers traced around to the front of her jean shorts and she grabbed my hands with hers to stop me. 

"Get in there, sucker!" she commanded, her eyes glistening rather evil above her smirk. 

"I'm the one giving my guest a sponge bath, lover, now get these..." I was interrupted by her finger raised to and pressing my lips to shush me. 

In a soft sultry whisper she recanted slowly "Get... your... fucking... ass... in... the... tub... now!" 

"As you wish, M'lady" I surrendered and took a step into steaming bubbly water. I pulled my T over my head and dropped it to the floor before going further. I adjusted to the temperature of the oily steaming bath before putting my other foot in, leaning on one hand against the wet tiled wall. 

I glanced back to see Gwen standing there, her hands on her hips with a huge smile watching me enter he oversized tub. 

"Hows the water?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. I stepped in then slowly lowered my torso under the oily bubbles. 

"It's very soothing but it's missing a main ingredient" I stated. 

Her eyes glanced across the boxes and bottles on the sink, wondering what was missing "What did you forget?" 

The corner of my mouth quirked "Essence of Gwen! Get that edible ass of yours in here" I stated. 

I sat against the back of the tub, my legs and arms relaxed to the sides and wide open, the bubbly water revealing just my knees and upper body, all else hidden below the bubbly surface. She turned her back to me and looked back over her bare shoulder. The steam had started to fog the mirrors, and her skin was slightly glazed with steamy sweat. 

I heard her pop the button on the front of her shorts, then unzip the small fly, all while looking back at me. Bending forward just a bit, she tugged the jean material and slowly pulled down both jeans and undies together. They slid down over the curves of her lovely ass and dropped quickly to knee height where she bent over yet further to tug them off. Her butt fully bent over revealed her pink lips between beneath and her tiny hiney hole. 

Her lips appeared moist, as if she'd been turned on by our flirtatious not-quite foreplay as well. My cock twitched in the steamy water as if to cry the word "In!" in anticipation. She kicked her jeans free from her foot and stepped forward to the tub. I'm in awe of her presence, this lovely Georgia Peach, naked to the world, drops of sweat rolling across her breasts was about to climb into the tub with me! 

Her feet softly padded on the tile floor then welcomed and rubbed into the soft cushion rugs near the bath. She grabbed a towel from the rack and slowly wrapped it around her hair, tucking it so it was protected from the elements in the water. 

I reached out a hand and she grabbed it to steady herself as she lifted her leg and dipped her foot into the water, giving it a temperature test before committing. She stepped in quickly with both feet then turned and eased back through the suds, leaning her body back against mine. Closing her eyes and breathing hard to adjust to the steamy temperature, she blew out a slow whoosh from her mouth as if to cool the water.

I put my arms around her and leaned forward, kissing her ear then neck and biting playfully. She turned her toweled head to the side, exposing her neck for nibbling and scooted back further into me. I grabbed the oversized soft sponge that was floating in the steaming bath and gently sponged across the flesh of her back letting her feel my breath along the edge of her neck. 

Her hiney slipped through the oiled water and slid right up against my cock as she leaned back. Putting her hands on my legs beneath the bubbly surface, she lifted herself just a bit, raising the crease of her hiney to the bulbous head of my rod, then slowly lowered herself against it's length, turning her ass from side to side on the ride down. 

My fingers slid along her rib cage just under her breasts while softly sponging along her neck and shoulders with the other hand. The oil in the water made my fingers glide across her flesh as I slowly circled her breast, then nipple, in increasingly smaller patterns.

When I rolled her nipple between thumb and forefinger, she gasped arching her back and brought her hand up to intertwine with mine, rolling her fingers over the tip as I gently twisted. I ceased sponging and copied the same movement on her other breast, stroking it's soft round texture, gently squeezing and rolling the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. 

She laid her head back on my collarbone and moaned and whispered "Jim that feels soooo good, don't stop..."

She raised both hands to hold mine to her, reaching over and running her fingertips across the nipples while I gently twisted them. I felt her legs opening in the water, wider and wider, rubbing them along my legs to either side of hers. She lowered her right hand and placed it on my oil slicked leg and slowly moved it higher on my thigh while starting a slight hunching or bucking motion with her ass against my cock. 

While my left continued the finger roll, my right hand slowly glided down her sternum over her rib cage, circling her belly button, down to her hip, then the inner crease of her thigh. With mouth on her neck, I stroked lower, my fingers sliding beyond her lower abdomen. Her left hand removed from her breast, she placed it on my left leg and raised herself slightly I'm assuming so I'd have better access. I slipped down lower in the water and my lap was now more under her ass than before, when she lowered her weight my cock and balls were directly under the crack of her ass. 

My finger slipped down over a swollen fleshy obstacle, the hood of her clit. She twitched as I made soft contact and her legs opened yet wider, I heard a whispered gasp as my fingers explored further. 

My index and ring finger slid along both sides of her pussy lips as the middle finger slipped every inch over her clit. Spreading my index and ring finger opened her lips under the steamy oily water and my middle finger rubbed circles just below her clit before slipping inside between the lips. The finger disappeared inside her, then I gently pulled it out up and over her clit, tugging every fleshy knuckle and joint over it's swollen tip before slipping back inside her. 

She released her weight from her hands on my legs and found herself sitting directly on top of my cock and balls. With a slow rythmic riding motion, she glided the crack of her ass up and back along my hard cock. She reached down and felt my fingers on her pussy, then just below that she massaged my tight balls. Her breath became spasmatic a time or two as more extreme and exaggerated bucking motion soon had the bottom of her pussy rubbing along the base of my cock and balls. 

Sliding an inch or two further underneath her did not allow me to rub her clit in the same manner, and my hands slid down under each of her ass cheeks. My fingers slid further towards the friction point, pulling open her ass cheeks and 'walking' closer while pulling further apart on her lovely globed ass. Sliding the inch or two further put the head of my cock nearly in alignment with her oiled asshole, and she slowly hunched back and forth along it's length, only a slight repositioning and I'd be inside her. Christ, it was nearly unbearable. 

Just about that time, I felt her fingers caressing my balls again, but this time they rubbed lower and grasped the base of my cock, pulling it up inside her silky flesh. I felt the head pulled tightly along that area between her asshole and pussy. She pulled the head between her now-parted pussy lips, then let the shaft and swollen tip glide along between her lips and clit without going inside her. 

Her oiled hand made a tight circle and raised up over the hard head, then slipped down tightly back over the head, the shaft, then rested firmly and tight around the base, rubbing the top of my cock along her pussy and clit. She raised a couple of times in our restless wrestling and placed just the head between her open pussy lips, giving just the tip a taste of her honey hole. The anticipation and torture was extreme, I yearned to be balls deep inside her. 

She took the flat of her hand and rubbed my cock between her legs, then closed her legs and cradled my cock between them and jerked a moment or two before I heard her yell out "OH FUCK!" 

Her inner thighs convulsed a moment or two before she released her position and slowly swirled around in the water, now facing me.

Pulling herself up between my legs, she was inches from my face. Her feet kicked up behind her, she placed her hands on my shoulders to steady herself and her bubble covered breasts dangled before me. Her upper tummy pressed hard against my cock and she smiled while changing her glance from one of my eyes to the other. 

"So Jim... locked for 24 hours behind closed doors... how were you going to play it? Going to fuck the shit out of me? Hmmmm?" She smiled and had me pinned back, no way I could avoid a response. "Hmmmm Baby?" she insisted. 

"Gwen darlin', the thought crosses my mind quite often" I confessed. 

"Ha ha, awww that's so sweet" she replied sarcastically. We both laughed as she edged closer to my face, rubbing her torso up my body. 

"Jimmy boy, I hate to spoil your fun..." she said, her eyes closing half way as she edged closer. "...But you can't rape the willing!" she concluded as her lips pressed against mine. 

She smelled sweet like the fragrant oiled water as she leaned heavily into me and I felt her lower abdomen snake along up between my legs. Pressing forward on her knees, her feet stuck up behind her spread to either side out of the water as she twisted them on their ankles. Her pelvic undulations while we kissed were unearthly. 

She'd positioned her clit mound against the tender opening in the tip of my cock's head and was now rocking her ass up and back so that they rubbed together ferociously. I felt her tiny swollen clit against the opening in my cock and the oil in the water caused them to slide into each other as she shifted her body weight towards the friction. 

My cock was pulsing to her magic and I came very close to the edge of cumming all over her pussy when she suddenly stopped. So close, my cock continued to throb as if begging to cum from just one more touch. 

No sooner had the contraction throbbing subsided, she repositioned herself, this time leaning back on her hands and placing her legs open in front of her and over the top of mine. She raised herself up, her legs now locked over the top of mine and then came to rest upon my cock. I wasn't inside of her, but she was sort of sitting on my lap, with my balls below her pussy and the hard curved underside of my dick against her pussy lips. 

She put her arms up around my neck and I caressed her breasts with each hand. As she began moving her hips, my hard cock slid along her pussy lips and i felt her clit rubbing hard against me. We both moaned about the same time. We both sported agonizing smiles, both so painfully close to orgasmic explosion yet smiling because it felt so fucking good. 

"You're not going to survive this one, Baby, you might as well let go and prepare for round two" she concluded. 

"Gwen, you're going to cum on my cock again aren't you?" I deducted. 

I raised my hips and hunched into her rythmic pattern and my tubular hardness pressed through her pussy lips, up over her clit, then back again. We both twitched to the electrical jolts of pleasure, but neither of us were going to stop. Then suddenly the head of my bath-oiled cock slipped between us into her, swollen and oiled, pushing through her pussylips and was in halfway down the shaft. She froze in position, her eyes squinted and she gasped. 

Finally being inside the pussy of the lovely Gwen was like heaven and she contracted so tightly around me. She felt my heart pulse telegraphed through my shaft with each growing throb of my cock head inside her. I felt her heart pulse in the tight ring of flesh surrounding me mid-shaft. My hand came up to gently touch her face, and her eyes blinked open. She smiled softly as our bodies were now connected. 

Her look slowly slipped from lust and love to a precious lower lip pout as about that time, Gwen got a cramp in her leg from kneeling inside the tub. She leaned forward over my shoulder, her pussy was so tight-lipped and soaked that when my cock reluctantly squeezed free it made a slippery pop like a juicy cork being released. 

She apologetically dismounted and slowly slipped over the edge, wrapping a terrycloth robe around her lovely dripping frame. 

"Gwendolyn my love" I professed. 

She turned and looked at me smiling while drying her tossled hair with the towel that had previously wrapped her head. 

"Although I am sitting down, rest assured that I am giving you a standing ovation" I delivered the punch line. 

"Ha ha, poor baby, come out of the tub and we'll get back to where we were, I promise" she beckoned. 

I arose from the steamy bubbles slightly waterlogged and wrapped another robe around me while she took a step back and asked "This is a huge closet, what do you have in there, dead bodies?"

"Look for yourself" I stated and slid one side of the doors open. 

Her eyes opened in amazement and the ear-to-ear grin returned "Totally fucking awesome!"




24 Gwendolyn



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3~~ The Main Course 
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I turned on the closet light and revealed to her what could be described as a costume collection and dressing room. Over the years I've collected many different Halloween and theatrical costumes and had them hanging neatly in order. 

A shelf full of hats, another full of accessories, many horror masks in bagging and on styrofoam heads. Even a face painting and theatrical makeup kit. I'd also collected some of the Leg Avenue wear as I worked at Spirit Halloween during the season, and trust me, its to one's advantage to stock up on items a girl would love to wear. There was also an assortment of adult novelties including love cuffs, bungee cords, vibrators and a soft paddle. 

In another container was a collection of adult DVD's. Other than the theatrics, I actually had clothes and other memorabilia stored or hanging in order. Gwen's eyes were wide like a kid locked in a candy store. 

Drying myself off, I slid open the second door and offered "Try on whatever you like, I'm going to check in with work for a moment." 

"Mmmmmm! Jim I think I love you" she stated with a dazed glaze to her eyes, stepping in through the closet doors. 

Spinning on her bare heel, "Baby, give me a few minutes in here will ya?" she asked. 

"Enjoy, Sugarpuss", I encouraged, "No worries, no hurries..." She stepped up with a teeth-baring smile, kissed my cheek with those lovely lips and I felt her perky nips on my arm as she squeezed it with both hands. 

I reached for the duffle bag just inside the sliding doors which contained the assortment of velcro love cuffs, bungee cords and assorted battery operated utensils then stepped back into the master bedroom, placing the bag on the edge of the desk closest to the bed. 

I sat down at my desk chair and checked the progress of a multiple library interactive recompile I'd submitted earlier that day while connected to the main computer. It was still running and wasn't even half way through yet, so I was good to go for the rest of the day. I checked email and as usual, none other than the announcements from the activities committee. No voicemail either, so all was well in computer land. 

I stood and finished drying off, then sat down to relax in the middle of my king sized bed. I inched further to the middle of the bed and propped myself up on my elbows, robe slightly parted as my boner peeked through it. As i rested on the bed, my boner jumped with each heartbeat while resting atop my belly. 

I heard my lovely Georgia Peach guest raiding the closet, shifting each costume hanger and on occassion giving a hard whispered approval of what she found. I pulled down the body-length pillow from the headboard and propped it against my back. Amidst a daydream, my mind reflected briefly on what had already transpired that day. 

Stepping over to my dresser, I retrieved my Indiana Jones fedora from it's hanging peg and positioned it atop my noggin. Certainly I appeared more like Dr. Jones, Sr. on viagra, I thought and chuckled to myself. 

From the closet came sounds of stumbling and shifting wire hangers, the creaky noise the chair in the closet makes when someone uses it for slipping on footwear or what have you. I was looking through various items atop my dresser when I heard an evil hiss emerge from behind me.

I turned and found one Gwen sporting a full length sexy hooded velvet robe, holding one of the most grotesque looking vampire full head masks, slowly moving toward me. She also sported a dark carnival mask underneath the hood she wore and had applied a fresh layer of pearlescent lipstick. I sensed she was also wearing a pair of the finer designer vampire teeth, as her bottom lip seemed slightly askew from the large prosthetics. 

She pointed towards the bed as if to direct me back over to it, so I willingly stepped back over and towards the middle of the leopard-print covered mattress. The vampire Gwen turned and faced me from the foot of the bed. Gwen's eyes glistened behind the carnival mask in the shade of the hood. 

The mask in her hand was purplish in color with ragged hair sticking from the top and back of it. The eyes of it were covered white and a bloody mouth with fangs hung wide open, as if waiting to bite the next victim. The mouth actually was open a bit, adding to the 3D effect of the mask and allowed the wearer more freedom to talk and breathe. 

The hooded robe was a soft dark purplish black in color with a red embroidered trim around every edge of material. When the vampire's hands raised and rested on her hips, the hooded robe split open, revealing a most edible body in a full sized crotchless fishnet bodysuit. 

A sly smile twisted from one corner of her mouth and with one hand she tugged twice on the bottom of my terrycloth robe. I slipped out of it and was fully naked save for my Indy hat and my boner was springing in the open air. She jerked the terrycloth robe off the bed and threw it to the doorway of the master bath. 

The vampire raised her hands and started this sexy type crawling atop the bed, Gwen's eyes never diverting from staring directly at me. She pulled open the hooded robe and slithered up along side me, straddling my leg. The feel of the fishnet tight around her body, and her hard nipples protruding from openings in the fishnet, sliding across my body as she moved up was totally erotic. 

Her hands traced along my legs and thighs, then my lower abdomen. As her left leg straddled mine, she stopped when her thigh rested just below my tight nutsack. A playful fingertip traced around my right nipple and made it hard while the vampire's head moved to my right nipple. 

I felt her mouth pressed against my chest, then her lips suckled and licked my right nipple till it got hard as well. Her hand lowered and traced down from my upper torso to my lower abdomen and gave a full fingered grasp around my aching cock. With her knee supporting under my balls, her fist started stroking my dick, from the very base to up over the swollen head. 

I felt her adjust her position and her head was then up by my shoulder. She let loose a playful hiss through the prosthetic teeth before bending over and giving me a bit of a bite on the neck. The bite was rather intensive, feeling her teeth pressing into my flesh and her tongue lathering within the bite area while giving a strong hickey-inducing suck with her lips and mouth. The sensation of her intense sucking joined with her soft hand pumping my cock with her knee rubbing my balls was intense, I was fully erect. 

Her head raised up so she could see the teeth marks she'd left on my neck and I heard an evil type breathy laugh. Her knee gently but firmly pressed underneath my balls while her hand slowly worked the length of my cock, her hooded head turned to watch as she stroked.

My hands ventured inside of her robe and the touch of her fishnet-covered skin was electric. I let my fingertips softly graze over her flesh, and she'd shift her position slowly and moan a soft purr whenever I touched her. My left hand traced from her shoulders, down her netted spine and stroked the small of her back just above those edible ass cheeks. The fingertips of my right hand feathered across the globes of her breasts, feeling every curve, down the ripples of her rib cage then back up. 

I loved tracing my fingertips around her nipples for they got very hard and sensitive and poked through the tight fishnet material. As she enjoyed the sensations of my touch, she shifted just a bit and the flaps of the robe opened granting me full access. The robe peeled back softly off her shoulder as I untied the front clasp. The hood remained on her head and my fingers now traced down her shoulder, her elbow, past the moving forearm to her pumping grasp.

Keeping a tight ring with her thumb and middle finger, she glided it up and down over the fleshy head, feeling every vein throbbing in the shaft. Her other fingers beckoned me to join hers. She grapsed my hand and placed it flat on the head of my cock, pushing down and around the head. As my nuts tightened, her determined strokes had squeezed a couple of drops of precum which were now glistening over the tip and on my fingers. I then grabbed her hand in return and guided it to rub the bottom of the shaft and balls. 

I slid down a bit to suck on those luscious nipples through the fishnet. My lips made a warm wet sucking hole and one at a time her perked nips were pulled into it. Rotating between them, I glistened them with my saliva and blew across them. A bit distracted, her pumping and rubbing ceased. 

I slid down even further and let my lips slip down over the globes, across her lower abdomen. She eagerly inched her way up on he bed, flinging open the lower flaps of the robe. I rolled over and positioned myself in front of her. My hands traced down her lovely legs and grabbed both ankles, raising them before her so her knees bent, her legs fell open and her feet rested near her gorgeous ass. I looked up in awe. 

Her lovely hooded head with carnival mask laid back on my pillows at the top of the bed. She gasped a time or two in anticipation and I saw she was still wearing the vampire teeth and her tongue flicked between them licking her lips. The dark velvet robe was opened and pulled back behind her starting at her lovely neck. 

Her hands were raised yet relaxed to the side of each shoulder. The fishnet hugged her collar line and tightly cascaded over every curve. Her breasts were on full fishnetted display, and shiny saliva coated each peeking nipple. The net hugged her tight thick waist. Her lovely netted legs spread open wide to either side, touching her feet just before me. 

The pattern of the fishnet yawned open at her crotch, revealing her lovely pussy to me. Very flushed and pink it was, with a lovely hooded clit near the top. Two glistening lips showed her to be quite turned on, wet and slightly parted on their own. Just below this tasty display hiding in the crease was her tightly puckering asshole.

I threw my Indy hat to the side and licked my lips. Just then she extended her foot and put it on my chest as I leaned forward. Not sure what she wanted I looked up to her face. One hand was raised and she was dangling the purplish vampire full headed mask on it. 

"You want me to wear that, yes?" I inquired. A full motion vigorous nod was returned and she tossed it at me. She placed both feet on my chest and gently rubbed them against me while I slipped the grotesque mask over my head. 

Although vision was limitted, it did allow full movement of my mouth and thankfully, breathing. Once the mask was on and adjusted in place, her feet dropped from my chest, touching again below her on the bed and her legs fell wide open to either side. 


I grabbed her right foot and brought it up to the mouth hole in my mask. I pressed the latex to the side of her foot, then licked through the opening. My tongue traced along her instep and the tender portions of the bottom underside of her foot. She shrieked unexpectedly, her leg shook and she pounded her fist into the soft cushiony bed. I'm assuming that tickled the shit out of her and proceeded to take the tip of my tongue and run it along the outside of her big toe. 

I then moved forward and placed her ankle on my shoulder as I ran the mouth-hole of the mask down the inside of her calf, letting her feel my breath through the mask upon her squeeky clean bath-oil bathed fragrant skin. My tongue traced along the inside of her knee, then along her inner thigh, and as I moved forward her leg slid over my shoulder. 

Caressing the inside of her left leg, I pressed my fingers into her flesh, walking them up higher as she brought that leg up over my other shoulder as well. She coaxed me towards her by pulling me forward with her feet behind my neck. Her ass lifted a little as she pulled me to her, and I slid the huge pillow under the small of her back to support it and expose her wares more openly. 

My thumbs caressed to either side of her pussy, pushing, rubbing, tracking along the outer boundaries of her mound. Pushing little pressure points all around her pussy lips, pressing a couple times right between the bottom of her pussy and puckered asshole. Her pussy lips had spread open just a little by themselves so I relaxed my thumbs and gently pulled the open a bit wider, revealing a very tight and succulent honey hole leading inside. 

Pink, spread open wide and moist, she was so ready. I lowered my head, bringing the latex mask mouth hole near the top of her pussy and pressed gently into it. The action gently pulled back the hood of flesh over her clit baring it to my breath as I panted inside the mask. As my tongue gave her nubbin a full length lolipop-style lick, I heard her moan and felt her writhe just a bit on the sheets. 

My lips locked around the tip of her clit, sucking it as I did her nipples, letting the pointed tip of my tongue slide over it again and again. With one hand I reached up and tested the tightness of her pussy, pushing deep inside with two fingers up to my knuckles then making tiny circles inside her up under her clit. With my other hand, i tenderly pushed all around her butthole, slowly and firmly in an ever decreasing circle. 

I felt a strong pulse throbbing around that little ring of puckered hole and she grasped the sheets with while knuckled fists and arched her back in anticipation. I licked her pussy with a bit more saliva, and it slowly dribbled down her anxious lips, past the bottom, trailing over my pressing thumb and her asshole. 

Gently rolling the drops of saliva around the hot tight opening I slowly and steadly pushed at the hole. Her breathing was a bit erratic yet I felt her relax a bit and push into it, she wanted it inside. Her lubed asshole offered some natural resistance at first, then as the length of my thumb pressed inside, sucked it all the way in and squeezed hard around it. As my mouth focused on her clit, sucking and licking so intensely, and my fingers fucked her pussy and ass, she started a rythmic bucking into me. 

My fingers swirled in and out of her pussy and my thumb pressed into her again and again, the knuckle of my thumb teasing the tight sphincter as it slowly popped in and out. Changing rythms frequently in my rubbing and sucking, her breathing came harder and occured less. I felt her tightening up, arching her back and pressing her pussy into the mouth hole of the mask so I could suck it. 

Her feet pressed hard into the mattress and she raised her hips roughly as I licked her clit and finger fucked her pussy and ass. Frozen in intensity for just a moment she released and opened her legs wide, pushing into my fingers. As I sucked her clit, I felt her pussy contracting against my whiskered chin. I stuck my tongue deep inside as it squeezed and pulled it up slowly over her swollen button. 

"Oh GOD JEEzus CHRIST SHIIIIT!" she screamed and grabbed my masked head with both hands as I felt her burst all over my lips. Her pussy churned and squirted again and again. Sweet as sugar she was, I knew it.

As her contractions subsided, she grasped the hair of the mask and pulled it off my head then placed the pointy teeth on the desk next to the bed. She came up to a kneeling position and put her arms around my neck and kissed me very hard, at the same time pulling me back up onto the bed. 

"Sugarpuss!" I said between kisses, her sweet cum all over my lips and mouth as we kissed. She seemed to kiss me harder when I said it, as if to shut me up. She pushed me back onto the pillows near the brass headboard with both hands. She slipped off the robe and carnival mask and plopped them to the side of the bed, her lovely body accented with the fishnet. 

Picking up the vampire mask and hanging it on one hand, she looked at the mouth and laughed at how wet the mouth hole was, rubbing at it with her fingers stating "Guess I picked a winner, huh?" 

She then laid down and rolled over between my legs, looking up at me. As she lay looking up at me with piercing eyes, she shifted her position so that my hard cock was pressed between her tits. 

"Jim!" she spouted in a serious tone, lowering her jaw and looking up at me. 

"Gwen..." I replied in a more subdued manner. 

"I have to ask you this, and don't take me wrong, but I'm taking this personal..." she stated. 

"What is it, Love? What's bothering you?" I asked. 

"Ahem", she cleared her throat sarcastically, "Do you not like me or something?" 

I laughed and asked "Gwendolyn, I just sucked your pussy until you came in my mouth, are you thinking that's a sign of dislike?" 

"Uh, No Darlin', I loved that, and am enjoying you immensely, but so far, you haven't even cum once!" she stated. 

"Oh..." I said, looking back as she smiled leaning in across my lap. "Well Ma'am, I have always lived the rule" I replied. 

"And what is your rule?" she inquired.

"The lady always cums first... and second... and..." I replied, suddenly stopping as she punched me playfully in the ribs. 

"Well we've killed that rule all to Hell" she said, raising up on her knees and hands, leaning towards my face. 

"For the next few minutes, we have a new rule..." she whispered dreamily, "You can't touch me, ever again, until you get off!" 

I laughed and she leaned in to kiss me. "Don't..." she insisted "look, I want to get busy again, and nobody else here can cum until you do. I know you're close, just relax and enjoy". 

She then opened up the vampire mask and said "Lets see how this thing works, ha ha".

She pulled the latex over her head until it snapped into place. She snickered and the cheeks of the mask puffed out just a second, then she pressed the mouth hole close to her face and wiggled her jaw around to get the best fit. 

"Damn" she stated, licking her lips inside the mask, "I guess you were right, I do have a sweet pussy afterall!" 

I laughed and she lunged forward, pinning me to the mattress. Her full weight was on my body, I don't think an inch of her was touching the bed, it felt so erotic. The latex mask made it a little weird. She bent her knees and brought them up hard onto my thighs, then began a slow gyration in her hips. My sweat mixed with hers, the fishnet fabric and the feel of her body gyrating against my cock was fantastic. 

She started her descent, pushing her palms into my shoulders and pushing away so her lower torso and ass slowly slipped down my legs. My cock ached pleasantly, super hard and moving with my heartbeat. As her waist reached my legs, she slid between them, letting my cock glide along her belly button and fishnet coated ribs. She stopped moving when my cock slid between her tits and looked up at me. 

As turned on as I was, I had to laugh looking down between my legs and seeing a white-eyed purple vampire. She slowly twisted her upper body from side to side, making her netted tits slide all over my hard cock. She enjoyed sliding her nipples just under the head of my cock, rubbing one up and down the shaft, then turning and repeating with the other. 

When my cock slipped between her breasts, she really leaned hard into it and rocked back and forth. Then I felt her scoot down a bit more. She lassoed the head of my dick with her thumb and forefinger and positioned it in the mouth hole of the mask then pushed her masked head down onto it. There was only a slight abbrasion from the mouth hole, but once the swollen head pushed through her mouth so warm wet and sweet closed around it. 

Her mouth felt like heaven, and not being able to see it added to the experience. Her lips closed around the shaft just below the head, and her wet mouth was so warm and slippery on me. Her tongue cradled and circled the cock head, licking every curve, crease and vein. The mouth hole of the mask was a little tight, but felt like a cock ring around the base of my penis. I looked down and the mask was not moving, however inside the mask, she was turning her head from side to side licking and sucking the head. 




24 Gwendolyn



My cock felt super hard and tingly from the restricted blood flow, and then she started moving. For just a moment she pulled her head up off the shaft and pressed her mouth against my balls. Her lips planted like a soft suction cup underneath my balls and I felt her slippery tongue glide along between them while her hand stroked the length of me. Her tongue slid like melted butter up the tender underside of my pole and I jerked uncontrollably once when she reached my urethra. 

She held the mask in place with both hands and started moving her head up and down the shaft, sucking in as much as she could. I was about to pop. I felt the cum building in my balls and instinctively asked for her to wait, to slow down as I was getting close. I felt her laugh with my dick in her mouth, the vibration was insane, and she made the loudest sucking noises possible. 

Although I couldn't see, it felt like she was fucking me with her mouth wide open, pushing into the back of her mouth and throat. I let loose with just a couple moans at first, then they increased in intensity and she locked her lips around my shaft. I felt her tongue slipping all along the bottom of my shaft, and she raised a hand to my ball sack slowly massaging a thumb right between them. 

Needless to say, I started cumming, hard, into her mouth. Perhaps it caught her off guard, but when I looked down to see my dick inside the mouth of the vampire mask, there was a long thick stream of cum hanging out of the mouth hole. She continued to suck and lick the sensitive hole of my cock until my nuts quit contracting. 

She then sat up, pulled off the vampire mask and held both hands up yelling triumphantly "TAH-DAAAAH!" 

My white cum provided a creamy coating for her lips, and she licked some of it in and rubbed some of it off onto her fishnetted wrist. 

"Well that was a lot of fun!" she exclaimed, laying down next to me, resting her head on my shoulder. 

"Mmmhmmm" I agreed with her, as my cock convulsed a time or two. 

I heard her licking her lips and licking off her fingers saying "Jim, that really tasted unusually sweet, whats in your diet?" 

Without being direct, I snickered and returned "Nothing but the best for you, Love" 

She looked up from my shoulder, smiled and requested "Let's do it again!"

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4~~ A Full Second Plate 
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Claiming that the need for nourishment did not break the '24 hour challenge', Gwen opened the bedroom doors and we wandered back to the kitchen. She had slipped out of her fishnet body stocking and into one of my terrycloth robes. I sported a robe myself and although I had just cum in Gwen's mouth, just the site of her naked hiney in one of my robes was making me hard again. 

She told me to sit by the dining table and she'd put something together for us in the kitchen. I wasn't used to being waited on, but I'd much rather sit back and watch her wander around my kitchen for a spell. Gathering some fruit, cheese and crackers, she prepared a platter for us and brought it to the table, then returned to the kitchen to retrieve an assortment of drinks. 

She sat down next to me at the table and placed her feet in my lap. I snacked a little but I was feeling a little more in need of fluids. The cold pineapple juice always hits the spot. The mixed drink she'd prepared for both of us was stout and mostly Absolut Vodka, but enhanced the mood perfectly. 

She was talking to me, but I was blissfully admiring her beauty at the same time. Gwen's red tinted hair surrounded her beautiful smiling round-cheeked face. So cute, intelligent, funny, creative, lustful, what man could be immune? 

Her voice snapped me back to attention. "What do you think J.D.?" she inquired, looking to my eyes and stretching her legs and feet so that they rubbed across my waking boner. 

"The convention... I'd like you to come with me unless you have other plans. And afterwards you could show me around town, all your hangouts and weird friends...I'm only here for a couple of days that is..." 

She leaned back in her chair, resting an elbow on the table and touching a finger to her cheek striking an inquisitive pose. Her bright unblinking peepers stared back at me behind her tight lipped smile while she fidgeted with her robe tie. Those lovely bare stems of hers stretching and rubbing warmly across my lap as I massaged her feet and calves. 

"It would be my pleasure to show you around town and be your personal escort for as long as you desire, m'lady" I offered in sincerity. 

"Done deal!" she spouted before finishing that last sip in her glass. 

Her feet had worked open the front of my robe and she playfully nudged against my revived cock now and then as if testing the water in a pool. She opened the bottom of her robe up to the tie around her waist so that her lovely legs were bare to me. 

She tested my hardness yet again then stated "Which reminds me, Jim, there's something I want to give you." 

She shifted forward out of her chair then put her hands on the front of my shoulders and pushed me back in my chair. As she stood, her legs straddled me and she bent forward so that her face was just inches from from mine. Her hands slid up around and locked behind my neck while her bright peepers flared and a teeth-baring grin split those lovely pursed lips. Our eyes half-closed as our noses touched and softly slipped to the side, our mouths opening in anticipation. 

Our lips not quite pressing full force, our mouths slowly moving from side to side in soft teasing kisses. My hands ventured inside her robe, and I felt the goosebumps rise across her ribs as my fingertips touched her flesh. Her hands ran through the hair on the back of my head as the kisses became stronger. I pulled her to me, turning her so she straddled my lap and rested across my frame. Lips pressed firmly, one tongue seeking the other. 

Our torsos gently gyrating, her pussy pressed against the base of my cock. Eyes closed amidst the bliss of such a passionate kiss, each body easing into the comforting embrace of warm arms and caressing hands. I sucked her tongue into my mouth and she returned the favor. Shared saliva gliding across our lips as our faces shifted, tenderly licking and sucking, nibbling and biting each other. 

Hearbeats racing, a brief moment of seeing stars passes from such a strong and sensuous kiss. My fingers traced her cheek then ran lightly across our locked lips. Our mouths parted for but a moment and my fingers pressed lovingly against her lips, caressing the small circle of puckered flesh as she sucked it briefly into her mouth and our gyrating increased. Planting my lips firmly yet again, such a shared needed passion. 

"Mmmmmmm, Oh yeah!" I whispered as the kiss began to break into smaller desperate puckers. 

"THAT'S what I'm talkin' about!" she teased, kissing and nibbling as we relaxed.

"Where can I take you now, Love?" I inquired. 

Patting my hand on the wood next to me, "The table?" 

She glanced doubtfully at me and laughed at the suggestion. 

"The stairs then? That could be fun..." I suggested. 

"Mmmmmmm, interesting..." she rated the suggestion. 

"There's something different in each room, how about christening each one?" I coaxed. 

"I'm not sure we have the time, but that would be fun." she agreed. 

"The corner piece of the sectional sofa compliments many positions" I assured her. 

"Mmmmmm yeah..." she turned her head to look into the living room and see for herself, "we can make it happen." 

"Or I could tie you to the bed and screw you silly..." I offered. 

She looked up at me and punched a hand against my chest. "Screw me silly? You might try" she spouted defiantly. 

"That I might! Sounds like a challenge to me" I laughed. 

"While you're planning your strategy" she smirked, "I want to try on more costumes!" 

Nodding in agreement I suggested, "Well go pick out a good one darlin', cause I have the perfect one in mind right now." 

"Oh you DO, huh" she doubted as we traded kisses. 

"MmmHmmm" I taunted, "Go on ahead and dress up first, I'll wait my turn." 

Returning to her feet, she reached down and gave a slow full length stroke over my cock, "You be sure and bring this along with you, promise?" 

I laughed as she gave me that flirty over-the-shoulder glance as her pretty form maneuvered through the living room and through the double doored bedroom. Her hips perhaps acknowledging my eyes on her lovely rounded ass, giving a bit of extra swing beneath her robe. Such a pleasantly wicked temptress she is. 

As I arose to join her in the bedroom, I felt her fragrant wetness upon me, the base of my cock moist and glistening where her pussy rubbed firmly against it. My hard dick twitched from the sensation, yearning for more, wanting inside her. The scent of her hair, her coconut lotion scent and prints from her lipstick surrounded me. I was indeed heavenly high on Gwen, my lovely Georgia Peach. 

Before passing the big television in the living room, I unplugged the digital cam from it's charger and screwed in the base attached to the tripod. I ran a cable for it from the TV hookup over to the coffee table in the living room for later. I removed my robe as I entered the bedroom and opened the duffle bag on the desk. 

Putting together the love cuffs and bungee cords, I tied them securely to each post of my kingsize brass bed. I removed the comforter to reveal the silky leopard print sheets and gathered the pillows to one side, including a couple very firm specially designed wedge-shaped cushions. 

I heard Gwen shuffling about inside the closet, a slow unzipper, some popping of buttons, a gasp of surprise. As I heard her finishing up, I waited patiently on the edge of the bed with a clear vision of the mission ahead. 

I heard the door slide open and Gwen emerged in the sexiest nurse ensemble I'd ever seen put together in person. I remembered purchasing the costume, but didn't recall it once coming close to looking so fine as it did on her. The white onepiece costume had red vertical lines that accentuated her curves. The bottom of the skirt laid very high across her thighs. White thigh-highs topped off by red ribbons caressed her lovely stems. Her hair just perfectly combed and cradling the red-crossed nurse's hat. Her lovely arms and shoulders bare to the elements and the zippered from of the dress slightly askew. 

She was not wearing shoes, but rose on the balls of her feet, holding her hands down to her sides and doing a bit of a twirl as she entered the room. I caught a glimpse of the matching tight white sequined thong drawn through her fanny. She twirled yet again and landed with her arms around my neck, one foot up behind her, and gave me a warm does of sugar. We careened onto the bed, kissing as we sat and laid back. 

I loved running my hands over her nyloned legs and the feel of that silky thong hugging between her legs. Her legs opened wide, one knee up the other down, as my hands warmed over the soft fabric and flesh. Her breathy gasp escaped as I firmly traced my fingers through the crease of her satin thong, feeling her lips beneath the hugging smooth garment. 

Grasping my cock like a doorknob, her fingers gently twisted into it, then tugged, twisted back down, then tugged, making sure every inch of me was primed and hard. 

She whispered into my ear "Your turn!" and gave a nod towards the closet. 

As I arose from the bed, the fantastic sight of Gwen lying back on my bed primed and ready was very difficult to part with. 

"I'll be waaaaaaiting..." she teased with a promise as I reluctantly stepped from the room into the master bathroom. 

I pulled a small tub from under the sink and filled it with warm soapy water before sliding open the closet dressing room. I only needed a few items. A pair of armor forearm braces slid on easily enough and my arms felt tight and powerful. A chestplate strapped on fairly quickly. A piece here, a strap there, I soon returned to the bedroom.

She looked over her left shoulder and shrieked followed by a very hearty chuckle. I emerged from the master bathroom in piecemeal body armor wearing the two layer Predator mask. All she saw of my head was the dreadlocks sprouting from underneath the Predator's helmet. Armor here and there, but my lower torso was not covered and my blood-gorged cock appeared very angry and stood out with a rage. 

I walked dominantly over to the foot of the bed as she teasingly giggled with a finger to her lips. I grabbed her ankles and turned her over onto her belly. As she rose to her elbows to bend around and see what I was doing, I locked one of the velcro cuffs around her ankle then restrained it to the corner of the bed with the bungee cord. 

"Ooooooo, Predator's feeling kind of KINKY today! MMmmmm Baby!" she spouted in approval. She turned her ankle once the bind was secure and she was comfortably locked down. Running my hand along her inner thigh and across her thonged ass, I stretched her other leg to the opposite post, applied the velcro cuff and secured it in place. Her legs were firmly spread eagled from corner to corner. 

My large alien head and body came up the bed between her spread stems and grabbed one of the elbows she was propped on. Her head rested softly in one of the many pillows near the top of the mattress as Predator locked the velcro around her wrist and tied it tightly around the far post, then duplicated the effort with her remaining appendage. I took the wedged pillows and pushed them under her lower abdomen as she lie face down on the bed. This positioning pushed her ass up at an angle where nothing was unexposed. 

The nurse skirt hugged around her hips and upper thigh but was so short that it only covered half of her lovely globed ass cheeks. The white thong drawn between the cheeks appeared slightly soaked as it laced snug over her holes. I heard no complaints or felt any resistance and as a matter of fact, she smiled while watching Predator secure her last limbs of freedom. 

I stood by the head of the bed with crossed arms in a confident straight back pose, giving a nod of approval to the site before me. The lovely red headed Nurse Gwen stretched out like a starfish across my bed, her ass up and head down. My cock tapped hard against the costume armor above it.

I retrieved the tub of warm soapy water from the bathroom and put it at the foot of the bed. I then returned with a large soft body towel, a shaver and warm foamy shaving cream. She could only see my movement and heard the water slosh as I positioned the plastic tub. 

"Ooooh Kaayyy.." she seemed just a bit nervous, "Predator, you're going to behave within reason, yes?"

As much as she could strain to see behind her, I nodded yes through the mask. I touched her ankle and unripped the velcro, showing her the restraint was for play and that if she really desired she could free herself, otherwise to just relax and enjoy. Her ass cheeks were so beautiful in this pose. I chose not to blindfold her so she could catch glimpses as Predator performed.

While she seemed just a bit humiliated with the positioning of the wedged cushions, she definately was into it and relaxed against the wedges, opening her ass cheeks just a bit instead of struggling and tightening them. My fingers traced along the fabric of the thong, giving an extra lingering circle over her pubic mound, pushing just a bit into the cleft of her crotch and the snug hole in her lovely behind. Pushing just a bit more firmly the fabric moved just to the side and her restrained pussy lips seemed to pop open once free of the garment. 

The hood over her clit was red and flush, the lips of her honey hole spread open. Such a bright pink of slippery flesh was showing between the wet lips. She was totally turned on by the domination and not knowing just what I might do to her in such a vulnerable state. 

Two fingers slid inside her tight pinkness while my thumb tapped and pressed around her puckered tight asshole. I grasped the crotch string of the thong tightly with my fist and ripped it from her ass. Her head slightly raised, she let out a gasp. I ran the soft towel along her legs and across her mound and pussy. Her tender feet stretched and turned just beyond the ankle restraints. 

I threw the remains of her thong upon the bed up by her head where she could see it. I tucked the body towel in under her legs and lower torso then slid down off the bed between her legs. She tried to turn to see what I was doing but it was no use. The tell-tale squirting sound of warm shaving cream from a can let her know what was coming. I applied the silky smooth cream to her pubic mound and all around her pussy. 

"Oh God, Jim..." she seemed to be incomplete in her whispered request for me to be careful. ...Or perhaps she was really enjoying the treatment. 

I tenderly glided the shaver across her flesh, shaving areas that had the tiniest amounts of hair and even those that had none. My warm thumb rubbed circles over the swollen hood over her clit as the other hand guided the shaver. The right side, the left side, the mound were all slowly shaven gently and clean. 

An occassional gasp or sucked in breath is all that I heard from Nurse Gwen. I patted her pussy and legs dry with the towel and returned the tub to the master bath. I returned with a large bottle of Astroglide. 

My fingers gently rubbed over her freshly shaven flesh as I blew across her exposed pussy and ass through the Predator mask. She hunched just a little as I blew into her hole as if begging for more. A short gasp here, a purr of approval there, is all she muttered at this point. She heard the top of the plastic container pop open behind her. 

She felt drops landing directly on her asshole, too much for it to contain, and the resulting heavy dribbles trailed down through her pussy lips, into and around the hood. Continuing the trickle of Astroglide, I ran my fingers through the trailing dribbles, gently rubbing and smearing the super slick lubricant over her clit, all around both sides and inside her pussy lips, then pushed a finger at the puddle of lube in her throbbing ass. 

Her sphincter tried to resist, but the super slick Astroglide ushered my finger inside. 

"Oooooh, I love that...don't stop." she said as her circle of muscle sucked as my finger pushed into her hot hiney hole. I pushed it in up to my knuckles, then retracted, let more Astroglide drip inside, then pushed it in yet again and again. 

Her elevated and exposed ass cheeks contracted as I continued to finger fuck her ass, lubing up deep inside her. She was so horny that her lips spread wide and the soft pink tightness yawned just a bit, begging for something inside. She was totally ready. I dismounted the bed and walked around to where her head was. 

Standing just far enough from her restrained fingers, I turned the bottle of Astroglide upside down and let the flow trail from the head of my erect cock. She smiled as she watched and turned her wrist, trying to grasp out for my lubed cock. I ran more into my hand and then made a tight fist and pushed into it, completely coating my cock from the tip of it's head to the base with super lubricant. Predator stood before her with one of the hardest roaring boners, glistening with lube. 

She purred an 'MMMmmmmmm' at the sight, and mimicked a stroking motion with her hand as if begging me to bring it closer. I inched forward and let just her fingertips feel the hot tight flesh that strained to contain it. I let her examine the size, how big the head had swollen, and the uncontrollable throbs that pulsated through it. I then pulled it away, and Predator stared at her as he walked back to the bottom of the bed. 

She felt my weight crawl up onto the bed between her legs behind her. She felt me rub across her lubed clit, running two fingers along it, trapping it between them as they rolled across. She felt my armored forearms plant into the bed just above her thighs. The huge bulb of my cock head pushed into her pussy. There was no resistance although I did feel her contract and squeeze. The lubricant granted deep access. 




24 Gwendolyn



"OOOooooh FUCK!" she yelled, biting her bottom lip as I slowly pushed into her. Her insides stretched to accomodate the thick hot fleshy tube, and the next sensation she felt was my balls firm against her. Balls deep inside the pussy of Gwen felt like heaven to me. I pushed in deeper even though I could go no further and my balls rubbed across her clit, the hard underside of my cock glided across it's stretched skin. 

I slowly retracted my dick, letting her feel every lubed inch of it slide out of her pussy lips. Once the ridge of my swollen cock head was just at the opening of her lips, I shifted my hips and went deep inside her again, a bit more forceful this time. Her hands grasped at the pillows beneath them with white knuckles. She wanted to move and hunch into me but she couldn't. I was in total control. 

I continued fucking her tight freshly shaven pussy, so sensative to the air around it and the huge hot swollen cock pushing in and spreading her inside. With one hand, I slowly peeled the nurse's skirt up from around her ass so that it gathered in a roll around her waist. I continued my slow rythm, all the way in, all the way out, for several minutes as her hands and feet twitched and twisted in their restraints. 

I seemed to be hitting just the right spot inside of her, and she would let loose with an exclamation or grunt whenever that button was pushed. She felt my hands grasp the top of her thighs and hips as I pushed inside of her in a nonstop rythmic motion, turning my ass now and then on the out and in-thrust so that my cock twisted slightly going in and coming out. 

I reached under and felt her clit had swollen and required rubbing while I continued going balls deep. 

Her repeated 'Oh!' and 'Yes!' got louder as I continued, and soon they matched each and every push inside. Her pussy was so tight and her contractions sucked my cock into her. I shoved in balls deep and stopped, letting her feel the head of my cock swell and expand as it throbbed so deep, and the throb of my cock was matched by a twitch in my balls which she felt tugging across her clit. 

"Ooooh Ooooh, Don't stop, Jim, please..." she beckoned. My hands ran up her ribcage, then down and grabbed her waist and I started fucking her again. I felt her trying to rock into me just the slightest bit, but her restraints kept her from exaggerated movements. 

Soon she yelled out a much louder "OH!" following repetitively with much longer responses. She was going to cum. She tried to relax and let it pass, I felt her limbs go limp for a moment but when my contant fucking was relentless she tightened up again and tried harder and harder to rock the bed into me. I felt her contractions start deep near the head of my cock, then soon her pussy was squeezing the length of me in a throbbing pattern. Her arms and legs went stiff and my cock continued to pump in and out, in and out. 

I felt her cum squirt all around my cock as it filled her up again and again. Her pussy walls tightened and sucked at my dick, not wanting it to leave. I pushed into her, balls deep and let my cock stay there while her pussy continued to burst all around it. I slowly retracted my dick and when she felt the head slip out of her pussy lips, she gave a moan of disapproval and squeezed her ass as if to beg for more.

Just a moment later, she felt my hands push apart her asscheeks, then the swollen head of my cock pushing into her extremely lubed asshole. Startled for a moment, she tried to resist, but the lube was too much for her puckered ass. The head squeezed in, and once the ridge was inside I felt her tight ring of muscle pulse around me with every beat of her heart. 

The inside of her asshole was extremely tight. Her butt was squeezing so tightly upon me. But when the throbbing of her hole would subside, I'd slowly gyrate my hips a bit and yet another inch would slip inside of her. Her puckered hole now sucked at my cock mid-shaft. Her asshole was stretching to accomodate my thick and veined rod, and she felt the bulbous head somewhere deep inside of her lubed and pushing forward. 

Her breathing was strained and at times she'd try to catch her breath as I stopped pushing into her. I stopped my gyrating and just kept a slight but steady push behind my cock so that as she relaxed more would slip inside of her. Soon I felt that incredibly throbbing ring at the base of my cock. Balls deep inside her ass, her hole was so tight and snug around my base and my balls pushed against the bottom of her pussy and ass. 

I felt my cock grow even harder and longer inside her, as if that was possible, and my dick was a perfect fit for the tight tube of pleasure. She froze when my cock would start to pull out, but was very vocal when it would reverse and push even further into her hiney hole. The thick middle of my rod pushed into her and I felt the extra lube trickle from my shaft and her hole when I'd push inside. 

I looked down at my shaft as it disappeared into her tiny butthole. Her flesh so tight and accomodating, yet stretched and sucking upon the shaft as it would start outward. Her moaning was a bit more like stressed singing, hitting several different notes as the rythm increased. Gaining the technique I had previously applied to fucking her pussy, my cock now twisted gently going in and out of Gwen's ass, gentle but firm. 

The ring of muscle on occassion would pulse extremely hard as my rod slid in and out. She enjoyed this sensation immensely, and it was my pleasure to fuck my lovely Gwen in the ass for as long as she could handle it. The brass bed rocked and knocked into the wall now and then as we fucked. 

The feeling of the large hot throbbing cock screwing her ass made her light-headed with pleasure. I felt a slight pulse just below my balls as I was fucking her ass. Her feet kicked into the bed and her body stiffened. Her pussy was cumming. I felt the pattern of throbbing and squeezing, and feeling her cum while I was inside of her ass was insanely hot. I leaned over her as her pussy continued to squeeze and contract. 

"Ready to be unleashed?" I asked, giving the bungee cord around her wrist a slight pluck. 

"Yes, let me loose, lover..." her head nodded as beads of sweat welled up across her hips. As I pulled out of her, her ass was reluctant to set me free, yet I slid out of her and then unripped the velcro restraints.

As she was freed from the cords, she pulled me onto the bed and lifted the Predator mask off my head. She leaned into me and kissed me so feverishly hard. She had lost the nurse's hat in all the thrusting, and my hand stroked through her lovely bobbed red hair, pulling her mouth to me as we kissed. 

Guiding my hand, she placed it on the front of her right breast contained within her tight costume. As we kissed, I kneaded her breasts through the outfit and her nipples became rigid underneath. I led her to the edge of the bed and tugged down on the zippered front of her nurse dress. As it slipped to the floor, I wrapped the bed comforter around her and took her by the hand. 

We left the bedroom and I led her to the furthest end of the wrap-around sofa. She relaxed on it's cushions as I finished setting up the camera. I turned on the big screen TV and hooked up the video connection. The camera lit up on it's tripod stand and I adjusted the view so that it aimed just right at an up-angle on the corner section. She watched me with one eyebrow raised, rubbing her feet together under the blanket.

"Enough setup and playin' around" she insisted, "lets get going!" 

She took my arm and spun me into the curved corner piece of the couch. I appeared on the TV as I sat, my hard cock and open legs in center frame. Gwen grabbed the Astroglide from the coffee table and slipped out of the bed comforter as it dropped to the floor. She layed across the short end of the sofa facing towards me as her upper body appeared on cam across my lap. She popped the top of the lubricant and watched her own actions as they appeared on the big screen TV. 

A generous flow of the lube was squeezed onto my erection and her eyes watched the screen as her hand slowly stroked it up and down the length, giving it a shiny glistening coat of the super-slick lubricant. She adjusted her position, watching only the screen as her head lowered and her lips blew around the head of my cock, making the sensation mixed with her stroking nearly unbearable. 

The feel of the thick hard rod that had just been pumping her ass now in her hand made her wet, and she reached down to rub her pussy with one hand while stroking my cock with the other. She raised to her feet and stepped between my legs, sitting her lovely tush on my left leg. 

"Santa" she joked "all I want for Christmas is you, Baby!" 

She looked into my eyes with those bright peepers of hers between her red bangs. She scooted higher on my lap and leaned back against me, raising her head to the right to kiss me. Her hand stroked my dick, now behind her as she relaxed onto my frame. 

My hands around her lovely waist, I steadied her as she repositioned herself. She stood up and placed one thigh-high covered foot on the sofa over one of my legs, then hoisted herself up placing the other foot on the other side. Lowering herself into a squatting position while supported by my hands, her hiney came down over my lap. Her eyes returned to the big screen TV as she lowered her body onto me. 

I supported her back and she relaxed, placing one foot atop one of my knees and her other foot atop my other knee. Reaching down, she stroked my dick which was now standing firm in front of her pussy and ass on the big screen. 

"Oh, God, that looks good. Look at that, Jim" she said in semi-amazement. 

"Watch me, Baby, I'm going to do a magic trick" she said, "I'm going to make your hard cock disappear."

Coordinating her eyes, hands and hiney, she guided my cock to where the swollen head lay cradled in the bottom cleft of her buns. The top of the head rested just at the opening of her ass, the shaft was glistening with generously applied lube, and her inner thighs, pussy and ass were moist and slicked up from our prior activities. The silence of the room except for both of our raspy breathing in anticipation. 

She laid onto my chest, her head back next to mine, putting her arm up around my neck. Her hips started a slow gyration and the head of my cock pushed against her tiny hole, just teasing the flesh. The big screen TV gave an extra dimension to the eroticism. 

Her eyes half squinted and dilerious with passion, her whispered voice beckoned to me "Make love to me. Jim I want you inside me..." 

I smiled and turned my head to tenderly kiss her on the lips and replied "As you wish, M'lady." 

My hands began slowly wandering over her body, sliding along her ribs, kneading her breasts, softly twisting her nipples. I shifted my position upward just the slightest bit, and the head of my engorged dick was now pressing with a soft, unyielding force. Gwen relaxed and I felt her reach down with both hands, grabbing her lovely ass cheeks and pulling them open to allow full access. 

Starting a rocking motion with her hips, she pushed on my cock with every downward motion of her body. I felt her flesh give way and she held her breath, turning to the TV screen. The head of my cock disappeared into her tight butt. 

Her eyes rolled back and she whispered "Oh God I love this!" and started easing her body down. I felt her sphincter so tight around my head at first, then it rolled down so warm and slippery over my shaft as I went further inside her. She took another deep breath and walked her fingers a step or two across her cheeks to pull them wider apart, and i felt the cool air of the room vanish from my shaft as her asshole slid even further down the shaft. Her rocking motion took in yet more, and even more cock with each push against me. 

"You're so deep inside me Jim" she whispered in blissful agony "Waaaaaay up inside me." 

Her lovely hiney took me in deeper, and soon her edible cheeks were pressing firmly against my balls. 

"Look at that" she said nodding to the screen "Jim you're all the way inside my ass." 

I felt her ass contract and squeeze my shaft from the thick head so deep somewhere inside her, all along the shaft and finally a throbbing rythmic contraction around the base of my cock. Her body was instinctively contracting tightly against the intrusion, yet her hunching motion activated the well lubed shaft and hole. Slipping in and out, in and out of that tightest of places, she squeezed her ass cheeks together on the down thrust making it super tight, and my lubed cock pushing ever so easily into her. 

For a moment, my hands slid down and held her by the waist, firmly against me as I hunched into her, coming out only mid-shaft before pushing yet again inside balls deep. My cock head never once came anywhere near the opening as I fucked her deep. She raised her knees to my hands and I grabbed them as she laid back and surrendered to me. Her nylon covered feet dangling in the air above us as I took total control and fucked Gwen's tight ass. 

Her whispers were reduced to 'Oh God, Oh Yes, Oh God" and breath was pushed from her lungs on every deep in-thrust. 

I glanced at the TV as I thrust into her all the way and held it there. Her pussy lips were very wet and open wide, her clit a rosy pink at the top of her lips and my shaft disappeared into her body. She watched along with me, and her hands slid down her frame and across her pussy. She held her lips open and stroked her clit so ferociously. 

Tapping her fingers along the lips with one hand, and gliding hard circles around her clit with the other, I could tell she was on a mission and would burst very soon. I then returned my hunching underneath her and fucked her deeply as she rubbed her pussy. 

"Cum inside me, I want you to cum inside me, just like this, please Baby" she half-whispered to as her arms jerked atop her frame. 

I felt her ass tighten up and her pussy was convulsing again. The contractiosn were much stronger this time and she shrieked in each blissful pulse. Her pussy came hard and she twitched on top of me with the electrical pleasure jolts. I felt her juices running over my balls from her pussy above, the juice slipping around my shaft and making a slurping, sucking sound as I continued fucking her all through her orgasm. 

"OOOO YES, I FEEL IT!" she exclaimed "You're going to cum! You're getting so big inside of me, so hard..." 

My balls began jerking tightly and as the cum was rythmically pumped from my cock, I felt it travel up the tightly enclosed shaft and she did too. The head of my dick burst inside her, she felt the wetness and throbbing so far up inside as my balls pumped forth squirt after squirt of thick globs of white cum. 

"Oh Christ" she said, glancing toward the TV. Her ass could not contain my cum, and it was seeping out all around my shaft and balls. A thick string dangled for moments before dripping slowly to the floor beneath us. She reached behind and held me against her. 

"Don't come out until I get every drop, please" she requested. My cock jumped with each squirt and as the cumming subsided, I remained deep inside her ass as she rested on top of me.

As we relaxed and caught our breath, she dismounted and spooned behind me. 

"Jesus Christ, Jim, I think I"m about ready for a nap, ha ha..." she laughed. 

"We can do whatever you please, M'lady" I offered. "How about we share a shower and just get all comfy cozy, share a meal and enjoy some Vodka jello shots, maybe put in a DVD or some romantic music, lights down low..."

"You're trying to spoil me!" Gwen deduced. 

"Your 24 hours inside my walls aren't up yet, Darlin'" I teased. We did just that. A nice long leisurely shared steamy shower, emerging in oversized full length terrycloth robes. I pulled some jello shots out of the fridge and had Gwen relax on the sofa while I whipped together an oriental dish she'd never had before - and liked it. 

Afterwards, Gwen picked out a couple of horror DVD's and I had her lie down on the long sectional. I gave her a very slow and relaxed backrub as we watched, letting my thumbs do the walking all up and down her back. She was so relaxed by the second DVD all she wanted to do was rest and sleep. She put her arms up around my neck and I slid mine under her torso and legs, lifting her and carrying her through the open double doors to the bedroom. 

I tucked her in on the kingsize master bed, then slid under the covers next to her. Her body so warm, her arms and legs across me under the covers was such a heavenly feeling. Only a few moments of whispered musings arrived before she fell asleep on my shoulder. 

Her pretty red bobbed hair encirlcing her gorgeous face. Softly shaded eyelids covered her pretty peepers now on their way to dreamland. The feel of her velvety skin and breasts against me only fueled the fire for some interesting dreams of my own. Hearing Gwen's slightest snore and feeling her heartbeat on me soon had me sawing wood myself.

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5~~ Finishing Breakfast 
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On the edge of a dream, I felt a slight tugging on my body. Following the tugging was a pleasant warm and wet feeling. 

As my eyes cleared the fog, I saw Gwen partially out of the sheets yet fully nude leaning over me and sucking my cock. Already at full mast, the feeling of her mouth and tongue slathering over my rod was incredible. With my cock still in her mouth, she glanced up to see I'd awoken and continued the stare as her head slowly slid down the shaft then back up to circle the tip with her tongue. 

Both of her hands rested around the base of my shaft and balls, and only her head and mouth moved around my hardness. She licked her tongue along the underside of my straining member and her lips kissed at the tip so gingerly. Running her mouth half-closed along the sides, she teased me as her tongue rolled inside. Holy Christ how she loved to suck cock. 

The harder I got, the further she would take me into her mouth. Feeling her lips around and near the bottom of my shaft just made me ache with pleasure more. Her lips pursed into a tight 'O', she pushed it down over the swollen head, then let the ridge around the head pop in and out of her lips while sucking at the very tip. What a way to start the day!

I slid my hand in under the covers and traced along her leg as she continued sucking me. I found her pussy to be wet and ready for attention, and rubbed it a time or two. Flinging back the covers, I slid down to her legs and then carefully glided them over the top of me. 

"What number am I thinking of now?" I snickered lovingly. 

Her mouth came off me just long enough to reply "69 DUDE!" 

As she straddled over the top of my head, she leaned down over my lower torso so that my cock was in a new position now in front of her mouth. Looking up, I noticed Gwen had one of the prettiest pussies I'd ever cum across. So pretty and edible, it just begged to have a mouth on it. 

I guided her towards me as my lips locked around her clit and my tongue traced inside and around her hood. Gwen was now putting a twist of her neck into her sucking pattern. I raised my hands and spread her cheeks before me so I could suck more directly on her clit.

As I pushed my face firmly between her legs, she methodically plunged her mouth over my rod, feeling the head slide over her tongue, nearly touching the back of her throat. Her pussy lips parted as my tongue licked entirely around the inside of her pink wetness and my tongue slid so deep inside. 

The tender underside of my cock slid along the upper cavern of her mouth as she sucked it in. Pulling my head back just a bit, I extended my tongue so that all she felt was it's slippery tip licking all over the swollen pink clit, all over and underneath the hood. 




24 Gwendolyn



A slight restrained breath escaped from each of us as our mouths slid over each other's naughty bits. As if taunting and torturing each other, we mimicked one another's techniques. Whenever I'd lick and suck intently on her clit, she'd focus cupping my head with her mouth and licking the sensitive tip. Whenever she'd massage my balls, I massage her taint area between the bottom of her pussy and asshole and visa versa. Whenever we'd hit a spot that caused the other to cry out or shudder in the throws of passion, we'd maintain that focus until the other saw stars in their head. 

My balls were full of cum and tightly bundled uncer my cock. She massaged them, coaxing the cum to flow forth as her lips moved up and down the length of my dick. My lips cupped tightly around her clit and licked it intensely. A finger from either hand pushed into the bottom of her pussy, opening the ridge of her soft lips. Another finger teased, then plunged into her tight ass. Both moving our hips in hunching motion to the others actions, we fucked each other's faces with a rabid demeanor. 

By seconds, I lost the duel. As my balls started unloading into her mouth, she removed the shaft from her lips. Holding her mouth wide open and my cock firmly with her hand, her tongue licked the tip with a mad passion and it burst violently in between her licks, cum spraying wildly across her tongue, mouth, lips and hand. As jets of cum sprayed her oral cavity, she too started bursting on my mouth. 

She arched her back, driving her pussy into my mouth and I licked intensely in return. My fingers worked her asshole and spread her pussy lips wide as I felt her contract again and again, her pussy cum squirting warmly over my lips. Her toes curled as I continued sucking her clit long after her contractions started to subside. Surprisingly a much deeper cum burst from her pussy as she surrendered to the concentrated sucking. 

My face and mouth was soaked with her juices, and my cum had completely coated her mouth and lips. She crawled up next to me on the bed and kissed me strongly on the lips, our kiss very passionate and flavored with shared cum and pussy juice. As we lay in each other's arms recovering, we gazed into each other's eyes, caressing one another's cheeks and hair. 

Next to us on the desk, the 24 hour alarm clock went off. I turned to shut it off, then rolled back to hold Gwen a bit longer. 

"What would you do if you had me locked in your room for 24 hours, heehee... So Gwen, did you enjoy my answer to your 24 hour question?" I asked. 

She looked into my eyes then kissed me with much tongue and replied "Jim I hate to say this but I think you read it wrong." 

I raised an eyebrow to her reply and she teased "I don't remember asking for anything less than 48 hours, Hun." 

"Aha..." I quipped. 

"The convention is all weekend, we could always go later when it's not so rush-hour busy" she offered. 

I immediately picked up the phone and called in for a personal day off work which they obliged ungrudingly. She laughed as I hung up the phone.

"What? Gwen I'm here on Earth to take care of you Angel Eyes", I stated. 

She stretched across my lap to retrieve the bottle of Astroglide from the desk, turned off the lamp and said "That's good, Jim, because I came down from heaven to take care of you too."

---------------------THE END----------------------



24-Hour Anniversary



"Care to join me?" I ask as beads of warm water cascade down my body. You look through the glass doors at me standing under the shower head. I feel like a china doll in a display case as you continue to gaze at me with a half-smile on your lips. 

Could you possibly say no? 

It's obvious you enjoy making me wait. One of us needs patience, I suppose. Patience or lack thereof has been the crux of our relationship thus far. It's your turn.

Finally you slide the door open enough to squeeze into the water beside me. You're smiling quietly as you slip your hand around my waist and pull my belly towards yours. Our skins collide and bounce against each other as the water continues to stream over us.

Grabbing the soap and slathering it on my breasts, belly and pussy, you reach around and grip my ass cheeks. 

You know I'm impatient to have you. 

As if we've done it a million times, our lips align and you ever so softly suck my bottom lip. I run my fingers through your damp hair and pull your head closer as our mouths meet and open. 

My nipples, which crinkle at the mere thought of you, glissade across your slippery chest. 

I can feel your hardness pressing against my belly. I wrap a leg around your backside and stand on tiptoe with my other foot as I hastily grind my pussy against your swollen cock and kiss you greedily. 

You don't make a move to guide yourself into me, you simply allow me to clumsily hump my body against yours. I sigh with frustration as I grab your dick and place it at my opening. You seem amused at my eagerness and try to help me direct the head inside.

First try, no. Second try, fuck no. Third try, mmm, the tip navigates through the gates. I moan with delight at the feel of your powerful cock at my entrance. You rest there for a moment before you try to slide in further. Somehow the angle is off and you slip out again. 

Damn this aching need. 

Sensing my impending implosion, you turn me around and graze your fingers over my breasts as you snake them further down my belly. Your mouth is on my neck as your hand finds my pussy. I jump when your fingers pinpoint the nib of my clit and begin to rub with urgency. 

You know exactly how to stroke me, because just a few circles later and I am already cumming on your hand. I hold my breath and tense against you as I feel the crest of my orgasm peak and then slide swiftly through my legs. I'm a little wobbly as my body relaxes again.

I'm still breathless and my thighs are twitching as you bend my upper body towards the shower head. I brace my palms against the tile as I feel you line yourself up with my hole. 

I look back in time to see your hands grip my hips and your cock disappear between my cheeks. My pussy is still sensitive from your manual stimulation, and when your cock splits my lips open, I whimper with delight and renewed need. 

"Oh fuck," I say. 

"Oh baby, I've waited so long for this," you say.

Deliberately, slowly, you fill me to the hilt. Time seems to stop as I savor the feel of you on me, inside me. 

As each stroke gets quicker and deeper, the soap and water sploosh between our slapping bodies. 

Your brow is furrowed in concentration and your lips are parted as I look back at you so expertly plowing me. Just watching you in the moment makes me want to cum over and over until you're a sticky mess. 

"Can I cum on your cock?" I say more as a statement of imminent fact than a question. 

My arms stiffen against the shower wall as I forcefully back my twitching sex onto your shaft. You pound into me as my pussy starts to quiver and pulsate. 

"Oh God, yes, fuck me, yes..." falls out of my mouth as my whole body gallops towards release. 

My arms and legs are taut as my climax spreads down through my thighs and toes and up through my shoulders and out through my fingers. 

The water continues to stream across my chest and down my thighs.

My head is still buzzing as I look at your splendid form. You are already so in tune with me.

I snuggle into your side and give you a soft kiss on the lips. Amazingly you're still hard. 

"Want to cum on my tits?" I ask with a coy smile. 

I'm still reveling at your porn star stamina as you turn your back to the water and agree with a slight head nod and a huge smile. 

I kiss your pliant lips again and make my way down your neck. Biting the crook causes you to moan unexpectedly. My fingertips stroke your nipples until my mouth takes over. I lick and suck each in turn, then blow on them as you quiver with delight. 

It's such a delight to titillate your hot buttons and watch your reaction. 

On my knees finally, I come face to face with your waiting cock. Your fingers encircle the base as you wait for succor. I'm only too happy to oblige you as I trace and swirl my tongue along the head, and ultimately take just the tip into my mouth. You moan my name as you try to guide yourself further between my lips. 

I pull back a bit and continue soaking the head with my juicy mouth. You're still holding the base of your cock as I place my hand over yours and begin suctioning and sliding down the length of your shaft. My other hand is squeezing and releasing your balls while I piston your cock in and out of my mouth. You grunt a little each time the head hits the back of my throat.

I feel you grow larger as you near your long awaited orgasm. 

I want you to cum in my mouth.

You don't seem to mind the turn of events, as you sprint towards release. 

I keep the tip suctioned as both our hands stroke your shaft; once more, twice and then blast...each pulse sending another stream into my mouth. 

I love the taste of you. 

Your cum is a tidal wave hitting the back of my throat. I struggle to swallow it all before it escapes down my chin. 

As you start descending from your orgasm, you pull me up off my knees and hold me against your warm wet body. Our lips meet and we wrap our arms around each another. 

There is no other place in the world I would rather be at this moment.



24-Hour Record



"Shit!" I yelled as I heard the squeal of brakes, followed by a crunch and clatter behind me. "Shit, Shit, Shit, just what I fucking need." I looked in the side mirror on the drivers side, nothing. The other mirror didn't reveal anything either. The rear view mirror was rendered useless by the giant box in the bed of the dump truck. I pulled on the emergency brake and hopped out.

Stepping around to the rear of the truck to see what had run up my butt I was first assaulted by a high pitched voice from a very angry female. 

"You fucking ass-hole, where did you get your license? By mail order?" 

She was standing by the side of the road, having exited the small car on that side because that is where the steering wheel was located, on the right. The car, a tiny MG, was partially buried under my truck. Cars were whizzing past me so I walked around her car to join her.

She was trembling and visibly shaken but there were no bumps or bruises. "Are you okay?" I asked. She paid no attention. 

Cars were slowing down to inspect the accident. Some of the drivers wanted to know if we needed an ambulance or the fire department. I waived them on. 

"Look at what you caused," her arms were very animated, flailing wildly in all directions as if she was unable to control them. I looked at the car, the hood was crumpled, the radiator was leaking fluids and the right front tire was already flat. It wasn't pretty. 

Having done as she requested, I turned back to her, trying to conceal the comical sight I had just witnessed as I heard a piece of metal hit the road. 

"Well, what are you going to do about it?" she screamed at me. I detected a Yankee accent and wondered what a fine looking lady like her was doing down our way...driving that English car with Arkansas plates and the steering wheel on the wrong side.

"Got a phone?" I asked, emphasizing my natural drawl. A hard glare came over her face as she inspected my face for any hint of amusement.

"Are you doing that on purpose?" she yelled to make herself heard over the after-work traffic.

"Doing what?" I inquired, innocently.

"That down-home hayseed accent you're putting on. I've lived in Little Rock for over two years and I know you don't all talk like that, It's just too...," she stopped in mid sentence as she produced a cell phone from her purse. "Who should I call?" she asked, still yelling but almost civil.

Before I could tell her to call the police I heard a siren. It sounded like it was on top of us, a passer by must have already called them. A minute later Barker drove up, lights flashing. He parked behind the MG, got out of the police car and immediately begin ordering gawkers to move along. 

Barker was about my brother's age, 24 or 25. They had probably been in the same class. He had been on the police force for about 2 years. I tried to remember his first name, 'was it Jim?' no James, he wanted to be called James.

"James, how's it hanging," I said, trying to sound friendly as he approached.

"License and registration," Officer James Barker demanded. The surly bastard acted as if he didn't recognize me. "Fat James," that's what Chuck used to call him when they were in school. Wonder what he would do if I said, 'Fat James, how's it hanging?'But he had lost weight since joining the police force, James looked lean and mean.

We both went to our vehicles and returned with the documents. Officer Barker handed us each an accident report form. "Want me to call a wrecker?" he ask the lady. She nodded, silently, looking as if she was resisting an urge to cry.

"I'll do it," I volunteered, reaching for her cell phone. I knew that our local police department always called Husky's, one of two body shops in town. My friend, Freddy was always complaining about how the police cut him out of getting wrecker business. Just then I heard James on his walkie-talkie, instructing his dispatcher to have Husky's come out as soon as possible. "We got us a traffic snarl here," he added.

While exchanging insurance information I recorded her name and address, Veronica Perkins, Little Rock, Arkansas. Veronica's age was 28, she was 5'6" and weighed 112 pounds according to her driver's license. In the photo, her dark hair had been shorter than it was now. I also noticed that she was smiling and there was a distinct dimple on her right cheek, a mannerism I had not witnessed in the short time we had spent together.

She leaned over the rear of her little car and seemed to be taking pains to record my name and address, my age, height and weight. She reminded me of one of those cigarette ads you see in magazines, shades riding on her head, sweater loosely tied around the neck, shirt with button down collar. I averted my eyes when she suddenly turned with a question, catching me checking out her ass.

Placing a hand above her eyes to shield them from the sun, she frowned, "Is that the name of your business?" she asked, pointing to the sign on the door of my truck, 'Charlie's Turkeys,' the sign said, which did not agree with the name on my license, Ernest Tucker. 

"Yes ma'am, that's my brother's name, it's a family business," I explained, not revealing that the business had been named for my father who had started the business and operated it until his death just over two years before. My brother was really Charles Tucker Junior but had never gone by Junior, we had always called him Chuck.

Husky's Wrecking Service pulled up about the same time another police car arrived. Skip Husky went to work with a winch while Sergeant Griffin made measurements of the skid marks and snapped pictures of the little car that reminded me of a piglet and its mother, sucking fuel from my truck's gas tank. He put officer James to work directing traffic. Then he interviewed Veronica and me separately. 

While the sergeant was talking to Veronica, I grabbed a broom from my truck and swept up the glass and stray pieces of metal from the highway. 

Skip Husky talked to Veronica while sergeant Griffin spoke to me.

"How did this happen, Ernie?" Grif wanted to know. He was a few years older than me but everyone knew everyone else in our small town. Some you liked, others you didn't. Grif was okay, for a cop.

"A school bus stopped suddenly in front of me so I stopped, she ran up my butt," I summed it up for him.

"That's not what she's telling me," he warned me, speaking of Veronica.

"I know, she's pretty upset about the whole thing," I acknowledged.

"Which school bus was it?" he looked at me closely as if he didn't believe the story I had given him. "What would a school bus be doing out here at 5 p.m.?" he said to himself.

"Don't know for sure, she drove off while I was looking in my mirror," I said. 

"She?" he asked, "who was the driver?" Grif wanted to know.

"Don't know for sure," I repeated, trying to recall who was driving school busses this year. Nearly all the drivers were female but I hadn't seen more than the hair. "They all look alike from the back," I shrugged, helplessly.

Grif gave me a disgusted look and took a few steps away. When I followed him he held up his arm, a signal for me to stay where I was. 

"Step on your brakes for me, I need to check your tail lights," he ordered.

I pumped the brakes a few times, knowing that the red lights were going on. When I got out of the truck Sergeant Griffin gave me the thumbs up signal and recorded something in his note book. I watched James direct traffic and Veronica talk to Skip Husky. Grif was talking on his cell phone. He made several calls before walking back to me and gave me a slight smile. 

But he didn't say anything. We stood there silently, waiting for Veronica to finish her conversation, then he motioned for her to join us.

"Miss Perkins, I've verified Mr. Tucker's story and it checks out. The school bus driver stopped suddenly to avoid hitting a dog and Mr. Tucker slammed on his brakes to keep from ramming into the bus. You must have been traveling too close or you just didn't see that he was stopping," Sergeant Griffin explained in his professional policeman's tone. 

"By the way," he turned to me, "the driver was Sally Combs, she knew it was you behind her but she didn't know there had been an accident, said she didn't hear anything." Sergeant Griffin searched my face for a reaction. He must have remembered the history between Sally and me. Everyone knows everything about everyone else in our town, it's not just the police either. 

Veronica was shaking again. "What school bus? Is he making this up? I didn't see any school bus," she stammered, becoming highly agitated. 

"I don't see how you could have seen the bus in that car you were driving," said Grif, alluding to the low slung ride and the right side steering. 

Veronica wasn't paying attention. She was watching the wrecker drive off with her car aboard. With a forlorn look on her face she turned to Sergeant Griffin, "I've missed my ride," she exclaimed as if to say, 'what else can go wrong?'

"Can I carry you someplace?" I offered.

She turned to me and after a long disdainful stare, "Carry? Can you carry me someplace? Is that what you said?"

Sergeant Griffin was clearly amused at how Veronica was mocking my use of the colloquial expression but he was all business. He advised both of us to complete the accident reports and turn them in at the station....'pronto,' was the word he used. 

Just then an announcement came over both officer's walkie-talkies. Without even a last minute, 'have a nice day,' they peeled rubber in the same direction, sirens blasting and lights flashing. Veronica and I were left at the side of the road. "Can I carry you someplace?" I repeated my offer just to be pesky.

She had no choice. I let her climb up into my truck on her own. Distantly and without looking my way, she meekly told me she had to get her suitcase out of her car. We made the short trip to Husky's in silence. The car had been off -loaded from the tow truck and parked in a row of dented vehicles. 

As we were getting the suitcase and a travel bag out of the MG's trunk Skip came out of the shop to see what we were doing. He told Veronica that it would take a few days for him to give her an estimate for the repairs, adding, "those parts ain't easy to get."

"Skip, do you mind if Freddie swings by and takes a look at the car?" I asked him.

"Ain't no skin off my nose, one way or the other, he probably needs the work more than me," he answered, an edge on his voice. His arm made a sweeping motion around the lot to show how many wrecked cars there were, waiting for insurance approval to go ahead with repairs. Or, waiting for special parts to arrive.

"What was all that about?" Veronica wanted to know. She had handed me her heavy bag and marched back to my truck, climbed up into the cab and slammed her door closed. There was no other place to put her bag so I placed it on the seat between us. 

"May as well get a second estimate, I'll ask Freddie to take a look at the damage if it's okay with you?" She didn't say anything so I decided to forget it.

Driving aimlessly, I was just about ready to ask her where she wanted to go when she spoke up. "Is there a place where I can rent a car?" 

I thought for a long time, weighing the options as how to best answer her question, 'hell no! are you shitting me?' "Not that I can think of," I answered solemnly.

"Is there an airport nearby? I need to get to St. Louis tonight."

I thought for a few seconds, same options. "Not that I can think of," I said with a straight face.

It must have been sinking in that I had not caused the accident. She was becoming less hostile. Perhaps the fact that she was stuck in a small town in the middle of nowhere and at my mercy may have had something to do with her change in demeanor.

"What about a bus?"

"Now your thinking," I congratulated her, "hand me the phone out of the glove box there, I'll check."

"Here, use this one," she said, "offering her cell phone to me."

"It would be better if I use mine," I insisted, skirting my reason for needing my phone with the number keyed in. Until 6 months before I had dated a girl who worked at the bus station but had never memorized the number. It was stored in my phone.

Vera answered on the second ring. She seemed surprised to hear my voice; we hadn't ended our relationship on the best of terms. Naturally she was curious when I inquired about the bus schedule to St. Louis. 

Veronica interrupted my conversation with Vera, "It's not St. Louis, it's a small town 40 miles this side of the city," she said.

"That's not even a stop," Vera told me, "anyway, the next bus will be 10:40 a.m., gets to St. Louis at 3:10 p.m."

"10:40 tomorrow?" I asked to make sure I was hearing correctly. Veronica threw her arms up in the air and I said thanks to Vera, leaving her even more curious, I'm sure.

"What time do you have to be there?" I said without thinking.

"The practice is at 7, there's no way I'll make that, is there?" Her voice was soft, almost human.

"No way," I assured her, "what's the big deal anyway?"

"My college room mate is getting married tomorrow, I'm suppose to be a bride's maid and I haven't even been fitted for the dress or anything, she'll kill me if I don't show up." 

"I'll take you," I spoke on the spur of the moment without giving it a thought. 

"You will?" Veronica had turned to face me, mostly hidden by the large case between us. Her eyes had a soft look, her mouth was open, a look of astonishment on her face.

"I feel somewhat responsible for making you late," I confessed, then warned, "but you'll miss the practice."

She shook herself into reality, "you're going to 'carry' me,' in this?" she said, looking around at the bouncing cab of my truck.

"I'm going home to get the car," I laughed, turning off the highway, toward our farm.

Chuck was pissed. He had plans for the car and he didn't like my being gone over night. Mom took the news that I was driving a stranger 160 miles with a shrug like she always does when I do something insane. Anyway, Veronica had come in the house with me and mom was quite taken with her. 

"Take that load of leaves out and dump them; be sure the birds get enough to eat," I said to Chuck as I headed to my room to shower and change clothes.

Chuck didn't like me ordering him around, especially in front of an attractive female but we had an understanding. I was the older brother and I gave the orders. He bellyached about having to do everything but when I came out of my room he had left the house.

"When did you gas up last?" I ask my mother. It was really her car but we all shared it and my dad's pickup truck. She didn't remember.

"Don't you want something to eat before you go?" mom said with her usual motherly concern. When I shook my head, she touched my arm, "let me make you a sandwich," she said as she trotted off to the kitchen.

Left alone with Veronica, I made a face as if to apologize for mom being mom.

"Aren't you going to take something along to wear?" she asked.

I was puzzled. I was wearing casual slacks, a shirt with a sweater over it. I planned on picking up a jacket from the hall closet. "I'm wearing this," I tried to explain, wondering what was wrong with what I had on.

"They're going out to eat after the practice, you don't want to pass up a free meal, do you?"

"Look, I'm taking you up there, then I'm coming back home," I said, trying to speak emphatically. "What time is it anyway?" 

"But if we do get there in time to go eat with them," she paused, a pouting look on her face, "I want you to look nice, that's all."

"Yes honey, take your suit along, just in case," it was mom, back with a bag of food that I was sure she hadn't just 'whipped up.'

"Okay, okay," I said, heading for my bedroom. I heard Veronica call out, "bring your shaving kit, just in case."

By the time we reached the Missouri boot heal I had to stop for gas. It was after seven. Veronica had a map which she kept unfolding every time we passed a town. She opened the bag of food and offered me a sandwich. 

"What was that you were hauling in the big box on your truck?" she wanted to know.

"Leaves," I answered. Even though the sun had gone down and it was dark inside the car I could almost 'feel' the expression on her face. I told her about our operation, beginning with how I had come home to run the farm when my father had died because Charlie couldn't handle it alone. We raise several thousand turkeys per year and sell them to stores and restaurants around the state with the bulk of the business coming at thanksgiving and Christmas. As a bi-product, we compost the manure and that's where the leaves come in. We use them and other yard waste in the compost.

"What did you mean by having to come home? Where were you?"

"Little Rock," I said, smiling because that's where she had said she lived now.

"Really, what were you doing in Little Rock?"

"Working," I said, glancing in her direction, wanting to see if I could tell if she was really interested or just making conversation. It was hard to tell in the dark but her body was turned to face my way. "I'm an architect," I volunteered.

"Really?" disbelief in her voice. "And you gave it up to.....," she didn't finish the sentence but I knew what she meant. I had abandoned a promising career to come back to a small town and raise turkeys.

"It was important to mom that we keep the farm going," I finished her thought.

"But....." I could see that she had stopped to think of a tactful way to put what she was about to say, "don't you miss it? the city and..."

I knew what she was thinking. Picking up leaves to mix with crap and killing turkeys for a living was a strange transformation from heading projects in a leading architectural firm.

"I still dabble," I said. "They give me small projects that I can handle from home via the Internet or overnight express services."

Very perceptively, "Don't you have to 'be there?' she ask. 

"Sure, I do on site inspections but not just Little Rock, we do projects all over the state so I do an overnight trip about once per month."

Between folding and unfolding the map, Veronica told me something of herself. Originally from upper Connecticut, she had gone to school in Boston where she met Patty, who was getting married the next day. Upon graduation, Patty departed for New York City and Veronica remained to attend law school.

"Really?" I expressed disbelief. Having first seen her at the accident scene I would never have guessed that she was a lawyer.

Patty had made a splash in advertising, spending her time between New York and L.A. They had only seen each other twice since college. 

"Why Little Rock?" I ask.

"It's a long story," she said, stretching her supple body, arching her back. "My dad knows people there, let's just leave it at that."

We had not gotten into marital status, relationships or anything personal. I was happy to 'leave it at that.' But she touched on it when I ask what her specialty was. "I do divorces for the firm. You can't imagine how many depressing stories I hear, bitter guys who cry on my shoulder and gals who want to take them for all they're worth. So many sad stories, I hear them all, so many mistakes are made, that's why I'll never get married." 

I was struck by the change that had come over this women that I had only known for a few hours. From the wrathful 'bitch' I had met on the side of the road, she was now melancholy, a mere mortal.

"You sound bitter, don't you like your work?"

"I love it," she answered, much to my surprise. 

"Oh?" 

"They're not all sad cases, some just need to be fixed and divorce is the only answer. And, it's very rewarding."

"I'll bet," I said, thinking she was referring to her hourly rate.

"My little car?" She paused, sensing in the darkened car that I had nodded my head, "the guy had it shipped to New Orleans and went there to pick it up, unbeknownst to his wife." She paused again and we laughed together.




24-Hour Record



"It was the last straw. They had been married ten years and the wife had a list. They really couldn't afford the car. The guy had bought other extravagant toys over the years, a motorcycle, a boat and one of those vacation time shares. She's a nice girl and I felt sorry for her so I offered to buy the car. They guy was furious but he sold it to me cheap to save the marriage."

"Did you really want the car?" I asked, bewildered by the contrasting characters this woman was describing.

"I'll admit that I did it on a whim. I was surprised that he accepted my offer. I'll never get used to the right hand drive. Do you think it can be repaired? So it looks okay and drives okay, I mean?"

I assured her that the car could be repaired although I wondered if the frame had been bent beyond straightening. 

"Just the other day the wife came back to see me, telling me that her husband has made a down payment on a recreational vehicle. She was beside herself, saying that not only they can't afford an RV, they can't afford to use it. What's more, she doesn't want to go anyplace with him. She's adamant; she wants the divorce."

"Did you offer to buy the RV?" I joked.

"Not on your life, I'm not that good hearted? I sent the husband notice, we're filing." We were making good time, cruising at 70 miles per hour. The fall weather was cool but it was a clear night with not much traffic. It was nearing 9 o'clock.

"Where do we turn off, anyway?" The map was produced and Veronica guided me into the town. It was 9:15 and the church was dark when we arrived. 

"So much for the practice," Veronica said, laughing as if she didn't care. She made some calls and spoke to her friend who guided us the a local restaurant where the wedding party was having a late dinner. The town was very small, two minutes and we were there. They were still talking when we pulled up to the place. I got out and opened the trunk to get her bags out.

"Don't do that, come in with me, aren't you hungry, it'll be fun," Veronica said to me, the telephone was still in her hand and I was certain that the bride to be was listening. I had a three hour drive ahead of me and wanted to get going. "I'm really not hungry," I pleaded.

Rushing over to me, Veronica pushed the phone to my ear, "Ernie, you've got to come in, we're all dying to meet you," said Patty, the bride to be.

They had the place to themselves. 15 people cheered as we came through the door. As it turned out, Veronica only knew Patty, her college room mate who took charge of introducing us to everyone. "And this is her friend from Arkansas, he 'carried' her up here," Patty repeated each time we were introduced. 

The group was a mixture of locals and friends from both coasts. Soon, everyone was sharing stories about Patty and the groom, Peter. I was a little surprised that Veronica didn't reveal anything about the misfortune with her car or how we had met only a few hours before. At one point she answered a question that had been directed to me, "he's an architect," she announced to the table, while rubbing my arm and looking at me, admiringly. I soon got the impression that it was expected that I stay for the wedding.

"How did you two meet?" a heavy set man across the table wanted to know. I glanced at Veronica before answering and noticed the dimple in her right cheek. "She's a lawyer and I'm an architect, we're both activists and have allot of common interests," I began.

"Like what?" the man asked. Veronica was holding her breath, the dimple had disappeared.

"Traffic issues," I said and immediately felt Veronica's finger poke me in the gut. 

Patty came over to talk to Veronica. "I brought your dress, do you want to try it on here or wait till you get to the motel? Oh, I didn't tell you...." 

I lost track of what they were saying, Patty was whispering. I made conversation with the guy sitting across the table and checked the clock. It was nearly midnight. 

"Well, you can guess what that was all about," Veronica said to me in the car. Somehow, I knew she was talking about the whispering conversation between she and Patty.

"Does it have something to do with the accommodations?" I ventured a guess.

"You were listening," she accused.

"My hearing isn't that keen," I countered.

"Their house is full so she arranged for some of us to stay at the only motel in town," she said.

"And it's full too," I guessed.

"You were listening," she said, poking a sharp finger into my arm.

"So what do we do?" I questioned. This was getting good. I had given up all thoughts of driving home that night. Good thing I had brought my suit, we were going to a wedding the next day.

She leaned over and whispered, "there are two beds in the room, you can sleep in one and I'll sleep in the other." 

~*~

"Don't you wear pajamas?" Veronica asked. I had laid claim to one of the beds and striped down to my boxers. I was watching her model the blue frilly bridesmaid's dress.

"Not this time of the year," I answered truthfully. Besides, I hadn't planned on staying overnight.

"Do you think it's too long?" 

I raised up to get a better look, "not really but shouldn't you be wearing high heals?"

"It's too loose here," she said, making a tuck at the waist with both hands. Disgusted, she pulled the dress over her head and threw on her bed, reveling a slim smooth body, covered only by a white lace bra and short cotton panties. "It's late, I'll take it in tomorrow morning."

I whistled.

Blushing, she ran to the bathroom, "Get some sleep, the wedding is at 11:00 a.m.," she said, turning out the light just before slamming the bathroom door behind her.

I didn't know what I had expected. I lay there thinking about the past few hours we had spent together, the accident, watching her anger turn to despair at the side of the road. I thought about our conversation on the road and what she had told me, exposing a tough exterior, disguising frailty.

She had wanted me to stay, to come into the restaurant and meet her friends, to stay for the wedding. "Bring your shaving kit, just in case," she had said. But later, "there are two beds in the room, you can sleep in one and I'll sleep in the other." And just now, "get some sleep, the wedding is at 11:00 a.m." 

Were these mixed messages or was she toying with me? 

*~* She never did take the dress in at the waist. We were late for the wedding. 

She was wearing a long nightgown when she came out of the bathroom, leaving the door ajar. I could see that she had removed her makeup and smeared a coating of white cream on her face. 

She stopped in her tracks when she saw me raising my bed covers, inviting her to join me. She stood still for a few seconds, watching me hold the sheet and blanket in the air. Abruptly, she turned and strod back to the bathroom. Seconds later she was came out again. 

"I wiped the gunk off," she whispered as she slid into my bed. 

The nightgown was silk or satin, I never asked. It felt slick against her skin when I put my arms around her and explored the curve in the small of her back and down to her butt. I tasted the cream on her lips, mixed with the hint of toothpaste as my tongue traced her lips.

She pushed me onto my back and climbed on top. "Sorry," she whispered when she heard me grimace. My cock had poked through my shorts and her stomach had bent it forward. Unabashed, she raised up on her knees and lifted the nightgown over her head and tossed it toward the other bed. I felt her hand move my cock in the other direction as she lowered her body. 

As she kissed me I could feel her tits on my chest and her cunt hug my cock which was a full mast. We were lost in the moment, taking turns sucking on one another's tongues, clutching our bodies together, giving, anxious to please. 

She was wild and it was catching. I rolled her over and felt her unsnap my shorts and push them down. She made a throaty growl when I nibbled on her ear and went back for a long kiss before moving to her breast. Our bodies were moist, making her tits slick to my touch. Her hand rubbed my chest hair, roughly, then smoothing it as my lips pulled her nipples, then released them. We were like two inquisitive kittens with a ball of yarn, intrigued, playful and eager. 

I placed one hand on her knee and slid it up her inner thigh until I felt her pussy. It was soaked. Her back arched and she cried out, 'ahhhh,' the minute I touched her. She sank back on the bed, breathing hard with her fingers dug into my back, clutching me tightly to her. I rubbed her cunt, not believing how wet she was. Her legs, which had opened wide to give me access, collapsed on my hand, capturing two fingers inside her. Her body shuddered as I felt another surge of dampness on my hand.

"I'm ready," she whispered, "please, I'm ready," sShe said, releasing my hand and spreading her legs. I wanted to prolong our first time together, to draw it out and make it memorable. But I was ready too.

There was nothing pretty about it. She guided me to the lips of her pussy, sucking me in. We hungered for the act. Her fingers dug into my back and I knew she was coming again. I pounded her and she held on, wrapping her legs around mine and encouraging me with cryptic obscenities, "fuck me....., make me cum........, screw me........., oh fuck that's goooo....d."

We punished the mattress. The bedsprings must have creaked but I didn't hear it. The harder I pushed the more she screamed. The deeper I went the louder she yelled, "oh fuck that's gooooo.....d."

Suddenly, without warning, I came. What seemed like 20 minutes had probably only been 5. I was exhausted, too spent to think. I fought the urge to pass out and perhaps I did. I became aware of Veronica running her fingers through my hair. She was cooing into my ear, softly whispering something unintelligible. Fearing that my weight was smothering her, I started to roll off but she clasp me tightly, cooing softly in my ear. My deflated cock came out on its own and flopped on the bed. 

Sweat was dripping off us and the bed was soaked. We showered together, soaping, washing and playing with one another. I admired her body, it was perfect. 

"You like my tits, don't you?"

"You noticed?"

"Do you think my pubic hair needs trimming?"

"Yes."

"Would you like to trim it?"

"Yes."

"Hold still," I said. She, sitting on the toilet seat, trying to dry her hair while I trimmed the bush around her pussy. Each time she shifted the blower her pussy would move and I was afraid I would stab her with the scissors. I wanted to do a good job.


"I'll do you now," she offered. I handed her the scissors and took the seat.

"Hold still," she said, but not to me. I wasn't using the hair dryer. She was talking to my cock which started to bounce around the minute she touched it.

"I think it likes me," she said, grinning up at me.

We flushed a mixture of her dark fine textured hair and my sandy course textured hair down the toilet. 

I got into the other bed and held up the covers for her to join me. 

"God that felt good," she said, snuggling up to me.

"The shower?"

"No silly, the fuck. You were slamming into my clit with this," she said, patting my freshly trimmed pubic hair. She left her hand there, rubbing gently, just above my cock which she must have known, was growing.

"Tell me something, what was all that about there being two beds, I would sleep in one and you would sleep in the other, what was that about?"

"What did you expect me to say, there are two beds in the room but we'll only use one?"

"No, I just wondered if you were planning for us to sleep separately all along?"

"I fully expected that you would sleep in that bed over there and I would sleep in this one. It was when I came out of the bathroom and saw you holding the covers up for me that I changed my mind."

"I'm glad you did, I don't think I could have made it through the night if you insisted on sleeping alone."

"I noticed," she giggled, squeezing my fully restored cock.

I kissed her and moved my lips to her breasts. "Just a minute,: she said, hopping out of bed. She returned with a towel and spread it out on the sheet. "We have to sleep here, What we did to that other bed is nasty, I would rather sleep on the floor."

I knew exactly what I wanted to do. Her freshly cut stubble tickled my tongue as I dove in, taking long licks at her cunt. I buried my tongue between her lips, bringing sweet juices to the surface. She opened up to me, getting extremely wet again, holding my head in both hands, guiding me, moaning nondescript directions. 

Even in the darkness under the covers I knew when her clitoris popped out to meet me, not only by its resilient bounce against my tongue but also by the vibrant tone of Veronica's vocal cords. Her whole body shook and her hands pressed my face down to her cunt which was drenching my chin. 

She held my head there, weakly gripping it with trembling hands. I took mercy on her and let her come down. Except for an occasional twitch she was coming back to life. Her hands begin to stroke my head and I could hear her breathing deeply. I moved up and placed my cheek next to her ear, "okay?"

"That was amazing," she whispered, her voice husky. We may have slept, I'm not sure. It was late and we were very tired but I don't know if we slept. It was more like just zoning out, each aware of the other's breathing.

"Can I ask you a question?" I heard her whisper in a hazy tone.

"Uh huh," I grunted.

"Are you awake?"

"Is that the question? 

"No."

"What's the question?

"Are you awake enough to fuck me?"

"Is that the question?"

"Yes, are you?"

"Yes," I said, beginning to stir now, opening my eyes.

"Would you please fuck me?"

That was the sexiest conversation I had ever had with a woman. My cock was so hard it was ready to explode. But when I lifted my upper body she slammed her left leg over my legs and reached for my cock, forcing me to turn on to my right side. I propped myself up to look into her eyes as she drew me to her. We fucked side saddle, slowly, silently, holding eye contact. 

I fondled her tits and we smiled at each other, seemingly knowing that this was a special time. She had not come when I got close and speeded up the pace. Thinking that I could bring her off, I touched her clit but she moved my hand away, smiling, assuring it was okay, she had come enough for one night.

*~* When I awoke I could tell the sun had been up for some time. I had to pee. When I came back to bed Veronica was rubbing her eyes and stretching. I noticed the towel was missing. Remembering the night we had I wondered if I had passed out.

Her body was warm. I snuggled up to her and smelled her hair. I kissed the back of her neck and nibbled on her ear. Reaching behind her, she found my cock. "Hummm."

Her small hand encircled my prick. She stroked it a few times, then turned to me. "Pay back time," she said. Suddenly, she was on her knees, engulfing me between her lips, tongue swirling over the head of my dick. She wasn't very good at giving head but I didn't complain. She tried to take me deep, gagging and giving up, content to lick the length and suck on the head. She cupped my balls in one hand and stroked me with the other, looking to me for approval. I moaned and smiled at her. 

I surprised both of us, spewing cum just as she was touching her tits with the tip of my cock. She jumped, then giggled, directing the next spurt at her other tit. I laid back on the bed, laughing with her. 

I never wear a watch and Veronica didn't think to check hers. We decided to take a slow shower, washing one another, paying special attention to certain areas, then go to breakfast. 

While washing her back, I reached around Veronica to feel the neat grooming job I had done on her pubic hair, accidentally letting my finger separate her labia and push it between the folds. She turned to display an evil grin, moving her hips against my stiffening cock. Discovering that I had come back to life, she reached back to give me a firm squeeze.

"You've got me wet again and I've got you hard, what are we going to do about it?" she asked, turning to be kissed. 

She was indeed wet. I turned the shower off and bent her over. "Oh, Mister Tucker!" she exclaimed as I penetrated her wetness. She braced herself with one hand on the water spiket and raised one leg to the side of the tub. I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me to meet my forward thrusts. Out wet bodies made a 'clap, clap, clap' as my pelvis met the cheeks of her ass. 

"Oh Mister Tucker, this is so erotic," her voice was a little ragged.

"Oh councilor, that's just what I was thinking, watching my cock slide into your pussy is very erotic."

"Oh Mister Tucker, I can't see. You have me at a disadvantage, describe what you see to me."

Her voice showed signs of tiring, a free hand playing with her clit. Her ass was moving freely, to and fro, with my thrusts. I slowed the pace. 

"Okay, your wet ass is making clapping sounds each time my cock plunges deep into your pussy ."

"I can 'hear' that, tell me what you see," she demanded in a hushed tone.

"Okay, now picture my cock, covered with pussy juices, sliding, sliding in and out, in and out, making the slapping sound each time...."

I felt her insides clamp my cock just seconds before she screamed, "I'm coming." I slowed my thrusts even more. She was no longer pushing back but she was milking my cock which caused me to feel my balls knot up. The 'clap, clap, clap,' had been reduced to a slushing sound as I groaned and released two or three shots of cum deep within her. 

We were too spent to even kiss. We held each other and I turned on the water to wash away the sweat. *~* I should have noticed the almost empty motel parking lot but I was famished and not thinking about anything but food. We walked to a coffee shop a block away, holding hands, basking in the delight of afterglow. As we walked through the door Veronica saw the clock and let out a shriek, causing a passing waitress to drop a tray of food. 

"Maybe it's wrong, maybe the clock was wrong ," I yelled, trying to keep up with Veronica who was two lengths ahead of me, dashing back to the motel.

We dressed in the car on the way. I tried to make light of our loosing track of time but Veronica didn't see the humor in it, blaming me for making us late. She had not made the alterations to her dress and I discovered that I had forgotten to bring a tie. 

I sat on the bride's side of the church and watched the ceremony. Veronica never smiled, probably self conscious about the way the dress hung loosely at her waist but I don't believe anyone noticed. Everyone's eyes were focused on the happy bride and groom.

I had been watching the photo session that was taking place on the side lawn when I heard Veronica call to me, "Come and stand behind me Ernie." 

"Yes, come and get in the pictures," Patty invited me and other members of the wedding party joined in.

"Put your hands here and here, " Veronica said, guiding my hands to each side of her waist. "I need you to hold this fricken dress in so it doesn't look like I'm pregnant." The photographer snapped off several shots in a row just as the group cackled with laughter.

"From the looks of you this morning......," Patty stopped in mid sentence, sending the group into another uproarious fit and giving the photographer reason to rapidly take more shots of us. I massaged Veronica's waist, knowing by the ripple in her stomach that she was smiling for the camera.

Veronica had to sit at the head table during the reception while I sat with people I was meeting for the first time. We had each had two drinks before the meal was served and Veronica had forgotten about how the dress fit her. 

We were dancing close. "I saw you talking to Patty, did you tell her why we were late?" I whispered in Veronica's ear, feeling her face grow warm, knowing that she was blushing. Her fist hit me in the small of the back. I ran my hand over her rump, briefly. 




24-Hour Record



"That's it, make a spectacle of us. Everyone here must know that we fucked all night. I must look frightful and you didn't shave."

"Oh god, I didn't shave?" 

"It's okay, I'm just glad we don't know any of these people, except Patty."

"Well, is that what you were talking about? Did you tell her?"

"I didn't have to. She said she knew as soon as she saw me, she thought it was hilarious," Veronica giggled. I felt her warm breath on my neck.

The bride and groom danced near us. As they saw us their faces betrayed what Patty had been telling Peter. "I hear you dressed on the way here," he said to me, grinning.

Veronica took Patty aside and whispered something in her ear. As we stood there together I told Peter that my date had pointed out that I had forgotten to shave. Patty cackled, drawing attention from the other dancers. 

"What did you tell her?" I ask Veronica when we resumed dancing.

"Just as I heard Patty say I do, I felt your cum rolling down my leg."

I watched Peter as Patty whispered in his ear. He looked my way, grinning and shaking his head. 

We left the reception at about 4:30 p.m. That's when we remembered that our stuff was still in the motel room and we hadn't checked out. 

"Can we stay another night? I'll tell them we'll be there before five," Veronica said, reaching for her cell phone.

"If we get there before five we can break a record."

"How's that?" she asked.

"We met at about 5 p.m. yesterday," I explained. "Want to set a 24 hour record?"

Veronica smiled at me. With a sheepish grin on her face, "Please open room nine for us, we have a record to break," she said to a very confused motel desk clerk."

I don't know if we broke a record but we did set a standard for future encounters. The next day we stopped by the turkey farm to explain to Mom and Chuck that I had to 'carry' Veronica to Little Rock. I promised to be back home in a few days.

Veronica loves to be 'carried.' 

{my thanks to Patrick}



24 Hour Slut Wife Or 365 Day Slut



She looked so beautiful, even after being used in the manner and capacity she had been. She still had on her zebra stilettos, her jean skirt, no panties of course and the tight white shirt she started out with. She looked exhausted!

"Seven". I said, somewhat disappointed but also somewhat relieved.

"Yeah" she said with groggy eyes.

"One short of your goal, but looks like you had fun. I know I did." I said reassuring her.

She had just finished having sex with seven different men, her goal was 8 and she could be a slut for one entire year but she fell just short. Again I was disappointed and relieved at the same time. Lets back track 2 weeks and I will tell you how we came to this predicament.

2 weeks earlier

My wife Karen is one incredibly beautiful woman she is 5'5" blond hair blue eyes and she works out daily. She is very athletic with fabulous legs and the most wonderful ass. She has small perky tits, which is ok with me I am not a boob man.

We were out playing pool with my buddy Mike. Mike is one of those guys who all the women want, he is somewhat unobtainable. Every time he gets a girlfriend he finds something wrong with her within a week or 2 and dumps them. He gets picked up constantly even when we go out to strip clubs he seems to pick up a hottie. My wife has somewhat of a private crush on him, not the want to leave me and be with him kind of crush but the want to spend the night being one of his fuck toys and then being tossed to the curb or used again for a little bit.

Anyways Mike was flirting with my wife, he always does. He also has a little crush on Karen; she is like the unobtainable girl to him. She is the most awesome wife ever, she lets me go to strip clubs and basically do whatever I want. Once I called her and told her that one of my buddies had picked up 2 lesbians and could I just watch. She had no problem with it, as long as I just watched. Mike knows she was mine and that made him so much more attracted to her. 

"If I make this shot you show me your panties ok Karen" Mike teased.

Just as he was about to shoot she said "I'm not wearing any!" Of course that made Mike miss, and further justified his little crush.

They went back and forth all night like 2 little high school kids flirting for the first time. I of course did not mind because I knew when I got home she was going to fuck the shit out me from being so turned on.

We were no sooner in the door when we got home when she dropped down and took my cock out and began to suck me for all I was worth. She gives great head and I love it. She then came up and kissed me long and hard giggling a little as she did. This turned me on even more. You see I have some very crazy kinks, some of which I have shared with her some not yet. 

I am quite a good lover not trying to toot my own horn but it is true and we have a magnificent sex life. I am almost 6ft tall dark hair blue eyes and very athletic. I am an accomplished MMA fighter as a hobby so obviously I have to be in good shape. We have magnificent sex and quite often about 5 times a week, and we share our fantasies and desires quite well. 

Karen then grabs me by the hand and drags me to the bedroom and proceeds to strip my clothes off then push me on the bed. She gives me a devilish grin then slowly teasingly takes off her clothes and discards them all over the room. Like a tigress she climbs on the bed and me and begins to grind herself against my naked body.

"I am crazy hot and horny right now" She exclaimed

"Does that have anything to do with Mike flirting with you?" I replied.

She blushed slightly and began to allow the head of my cock to enter her. "You seemed to be quite ok with what was going on. In fact I saw a bulge in your pants as he was standing behind me showing me how to shoot the combo."

Now it was my turn to blush. 

"I found your stash of kinky stories yesterday, you are into some.... Shall we say different stuff"? She was taunting me trying to see if I was really into some of the stuff she had read.

"Oh yeah" I managed to get out "what exactly did you read"?

There was a long pause, as she began to slowly ride me and kiss me deeply. Then she whispered in my ear "all of it" her controlling mischievous grin was more wicked and seductive then I have ever seen it. "You enjoyed me kissing you right after I sucked cock right?"

I was completely floored, I did love it and she had me right where she wanted me.

"Do you really think you could handle watching me with another man? " Her grin got even wider when she felt me twitch inside her when she said that. "So you dream about me being a slut wife huh. Interesting!" She was planning something and I was in no condition to make decisions tonight. "I have also fantasized about being a slut wife. You staying at home while I go out on date, or bringing a lover home for you watch me from the closet or sitting in a chair in the corner." My cock was raging right now I was so close to exploding. "Tell me baby; tell me you think you could watch me fuck another man."

This was unbelievable, she was in total control and I was in a lot of trouble. "Don't you dare cum yet, I have not had my fill of you yet." She obviously also read the domination stories. Oh god, I am in heaven....or. "Watch my face baby as I cum all over your cock, but don't you dare cum or you will be severely punished". She was very much enjoying herself gyrating on my cock her mouth just slightly open but her eyes closed her fingernails digging into my chest. "You have fantasies about being denied for short periods of time also don't you. Me denying you your orgasm but getting my fill with and without you. I love the idea." She began to pulsate on my cock whimpering slightly with short thrusts on me. I was about to explode when she impaled herself on me and said "STOP!! This is for me now not you." She stayed in that position for nearly 5 min. enjoying her climax to the fullest.

Then she slowly slid off me and cuddled up next to me. "That was amazing baby, and don't worry I have every intention of finishing you off..... first thing in the morning. Dream about me. Love you, good night"

I woke up the next morning with a ragging hard on and in desperate need of a release. Karen was not in bed with me. I got up put on some shorts and went downstairs to the kitchen. She had breakfast ready and she looked hot. A tight pair of white shorts that said tease on the butt and a tank top with sexy white sox. She told me to sit down and served me breakfast. Just before I began to eat she pushed my plate away and straddled me face to face. "You still want your hot wife to be a little slut?" She toyed with kissing me but never made contact. "How about we make it a game?'

"Game" I was stumbling for words, I was crazy horny and turned on "How"

"You know the idea of me being a slut turns you on but you are not sure you want it full time." She mused "am I right"

"Uh-huh" was all I could muster

She pulled a piece of paper out from the back of her shorts and placed it on the table. "This is a contract. I know you are in no condition to read right now due to distractions and I can't blame you in the least." She giggled. "I will give you the basic idea and you will sign." She slid the front of my shorts down so my cock was showing. "I am going to be a slut wife for 24 hours to see how much I like it, we both know you will. During this time I am going to try to sleep with at least 8 different guys. If I succeed and I enjoy it you give me permission to be a slut for one full year." She slid the crotch of her shorts to one side and began to take the head of my cock into her. "If at the end of the 24 hrs I have not managed to sleep with 8 different guys we will just chalk it up one wonderful day" She now had me totally inside her and I could barely understand the words coming out of her mouth. "What do you think baby, can I be a slut for a day? Please....Pleassse......Plllleeeaaasssee?" with that I exploded inside her as she moved my hand with hers to make me sign the contract.

She slowly got up off me went down on me and cleaned off my cock. I was still in shock. "I will send you a text that says "game on" and you will know when to start the clock.

Later that day I looked at the contract, mostly silly stuff to make her seem sexual and controlling. She says that when the clock starts she will send me texts every time she has sex with someone so I can keep count. Yeah whatever!

Everything went back to normal over the next couple of days but the sex we had was amazing she kept getting dirtier and dirtier. Then one night when she was out on a girl's night out I was woken up by a text at 12:01am "Game on". Was she for real? She was really going to go thru with this.... I found myself hard and uncontrollably turned on.

I could not sleep even though I knew I had to go to work the next day. Luckily for me I was giving the students a test the next day and did not need to be totally rested. Images of Karen were flooding my head. She left the house that night ready to go clubbing with some friends Zebra stilettos, short denim skirt and a tight white top. Incredibly sexy!!! 

12:38 "Brian, my ex-boyfriend" she hated Brian but this was a good comfort zone for her and it got her first notch in her belt. 

I tried to go back to sleep and actually started dozing in and out when at 2:45 a.m. "Bouncer from Barley Corn. Think his name is Tom. I kinda drunk."

Now I had to get up I was going out of my mind. I went to the computer and started reading erotica, always going back to the same old thing "Loving wives" this shit is addicting. And obviously contagious too. I got quite immersed in a story when 4:15 a.m. "Tom's roommate Steve, Tom passed out. Hehehe". I pulled my cock out and began to stroke while reading. 4:18 "Don't you dare touch yourself; I want you crazy for me when this all done, I know I am for you. SO STOP!" What the fuck, was she serious??  

At about 5:30 I started getting ready for work. I taught at the local community college and had to give a test at 7:00 that I still needed to run copies off. So I showered and ate breakfast got dressed and delayed leaving for work as much as I could. At 6:35 I knew I had to leave, but Karen was not home yet!

At work all I could think about was what Karen was doing. Giving a test was actually worse than I had anticipated I had nothing to keep my mind off what she might or might not be doing. 8:12 "I just got home baby, oh yeah, cab driver. I was out of money and had to pay him somehow." My mind was realing. "Eww, I hope the neighbors did not see." She sent. "Or would that turn you on even more, having people know you have a slut wife? Check your pants, are you hard?" I was, I was way hard.

I had another class at 9:30 but this one was not so bad, I at least had the test from the last class to grade to keep me busy. I began to think about what was actually going on, she was already at 4. Did I really want her to get to 8 and have the freedom to be a slut for one entire year? This was a big turn-on and I loved it, but one whole year, I was not so sure.

At noon I went to the cafeteria to get some lunch and had not heard from Karen since this morning so I decided to text her see how she was. "You ok babe?" I sent, short and to the point.

12:03 "Fuckfuckfuck!"

I sent back "What's wrong?"

"I fell asleep. Gota go, got things to do. Be in touch!" was all I got

I went about eating my lunch feeling a little sense of security. She fell asleep for 4 hours, there was a good chance she would not make her 8. I was feeling ok with that.

1:19 "Pizza guy, he lasted about 45 seconds and blurt out as he was cumming that he just turned 18. Hehehe glad we didn't do this last week ;)" That's 5 she is back on a roll.

2:30 "Posted an ad on craigslist about 15 min. ago and already have 45 responses. I have some reading to do."

4:48 "Shit that took too long, out of 54 response I only found 2 that were actually cute one lived in Canada (I told him I may call him later hehe) The other Todd, just left. He was hot; I let him fuck me twice."

4:53 "Hey can you give me Mike's number?"

Holy shit I had forgotten about Mike, he would be a sure thing for her. I had to think this thru; she obviously had Mike in her plans so I needed to sabotage this in some way. I sent her the number and called Mike immediately. "Hey Mike, how would you like to go to Scores and have a few drinks on me?" Mike was totally in, he loved Scores it was a strip club that had some outrageously hot chicks and it was a good time So I told Mike I would pick him up in a few. This was perfect, she was counting on him and I took him away. Now I get my cake and get to eat it too, I get a slut wife for a day but then I get her back tomorrow...... Perfect!!!

We were about 3 beers in when Mike went to the bathroom. He had left his cell phone on the table and it rang. I picked it up and looked at the number, it was Karen. Outstanding! I hit ignore on his keypad and erased the history of the call, I am a genius. Mike picked up 2 stripers on his way back and had them both sitting on his lap back at our table; one of them actually bought HIM a drink. What a dog.

9:23 "Just did the neighbor" my heart stopped, what was she thinking; now everyone would know. "Relax the one who just sold his house and is moving to Florida tomorrow! Our secret is safe."

At 10:30 Mikes phone rings again, I can see it on the table and it is Karen again, desperate I am sure. He picks it up and I tell him it is probably Karen looking for me and not to answer it cuz I am messing with her. Mike laughs and says ok. Five min. later his phone rings again and we both get a big laugh.

10:52 "Ok, come home I am done!" This text from her took a huge weight off me. However I did not rush home to her, I ordered Mike and me another round then we called it a night.

Present time:

"I did have fun, but boy am I tired." She looked at me lovingly. She began to spread her legs and I could see her pussy all read and used, with glistening cream inside and all around. I was so incredibly hard it was unbelievable. "You see something you like" she grinned. "How many times have you dreamed about this? How many times have you cum inside me and contemplated going down to get your cream-pie but chickened out because you lose your desire right after you have ejaculated? Well you have not cum yet and are still raging horny.... Riiight?" She was so right, I had dreamed about this dozens of times and actually tried to make myself go down when I was done but could not make myself do it. Now here it was staring me in the face and I was crazy horny. "Come on baby get your prize from your slut wife, you may never get this chance again....." Again she was right this may be my only chance and I did want it. Slowly I undressed and crawled between her legs, she smelled like sex. Lots and lots of sex!! I inhaled deeply and my cock got even harder. As I stuck my tongue out I could taste a salty sweet treat, I had died and gone to heaven. I was lost in delirium and must have spent about 10 min. just lapping away at her creamy cunt. She moaned and gyrated against my face then she whispered "fuck me baby, I want you so badly. All I have ever wanted was you. Pleeease fuck me now!" 

I crawled up her lovely body and positioned my cock right at her hole and began to apply pressure. This would not take long so I wanted to savor it and take my time. I slid into her gaping hole with no effort at all; I pushed in all the way to the base of my cock then paused to fully enjoy the warmth of her lovely pussy. I closed my eyes and just moaned.... 

"Hey babe" she said like she was talking to someone else in the room other than me. I slowly opened my eyes to see an illuminating light by her ear, she was on the phone!!!! What the fuck?? 

"Oh yeah he totally did it, he spent about 15 min cleaning me up" she said quite matter of fact like with a little giggle. He I inside me right now an about to cum"

"But....but..."was all I could get out, I was confused, horny and about to explode.

"But what baby?.....you know you want this..... you are number 8" she pointed to the clock .... 11:56.

I came like had never cum before I thought I was going to pass out.

"I will see you tomorrow at 8 Mike..... Ok......Oh don't worry I will have Chris dress me up just how you like me.... Sluty... Ok gota go he has a mess to clean up now. Hehehe" 

She tricked me..... Mike was not to be number 8 I was.... How could I fall for this?? I was not thinking straight, I was thinking with the little head. 

"Enjoy it baby, you got me like this for a whole year. Don't act like you are not excited you are already hard again. After 365 days I will be all yours again but until then I am gona have a lot of fun. Who knows after a year of having your own slut wife you may not want to back to normal. Now get down there and clean me up!!"

I love her!!



24 Hours



24 hours.

That's what we agreed, 24 hours, during which time I was to be totally yours, never at any time to be free, to be used as you saw fit. 

Now I lay on the bed, hands cuffed behind my back, cuffs on my ankles, rendered sightless by a blindfold, only a blanket covering my nakedness with one problem that was growing in urgency by the minute. 

I needed to piss, badly, 

I speak.

"Please, I need to piss."

I hear you move, feel the blanket being pulled of me, hear you say.

"You can wait awhile." 

Bastard! Knew you would say that! No point in asking again, you'll let me go when you're ready, when I'm desperate. Thighs clenched, I try to ignore the mounting pressure, you walk away, leaving me uncovered.

Minutes, hours, days god know how long pass.

I start to sweat, humiliation, shame and discomfort obscuring my sense of worth, can't hold on much longer. 

"Please."

I know I'm begging, don't care anymore. 

"Please, I have to."

I feel your hands on my ankles, the cuffs being removed. 

"Get up."

I wriggle to the edge of the bed, ignoring the cuffs digging into my back and unsteadily stand, I feel your hand on my biceps, leading me, I hope, to the bathroom. 

"Step" 

Warning me about the step into the bathroom. I feel the cold tiles under my feet, you uncuff my hands, recuffing them in front of me, I hear a click and feel my arms being pulled above my head, I start to feel panic.

"Let me piss first, please."

I hear myself begging, you ignore me as I knew you would. 

"Spread your legs".

I obey, straps tightening on my ankles, you're using the spreader, my arms are pulled higher, my feet barely touching the floor, cuffs digging in to my wrists, bladder bursting.

"OK, piss."

But I can't, not like this, not while you're watching me.

"Can't."

I gasp. I feel your hands on my belly, pressing. 

"Then you'll stay here until you do." 

I know I have to, but I can't, the pain in my wrists an almost welcome distraction from my humiliation. I try again. 

"Please, this is hurting like hell."

You ignore me after a moment I hear myself moan. I hear the sound of spraying water, the shower, multiplying my need to piss several hundred percent, a spray of icy water hitting my naked belly and thighs. The shock wrenching a scream from my throat and releasing my bladder, first a few short hot spurts and then a steady stream, you turn off the shower, I feel you watching me, my shame complete. 

"Please dry me."

"After I've washed you."

I hear the shower again, feel the cold jet between my thighs, want to close them, can't. Now my belly and breasts, I felt my nipples hardening. You spray everywhere except my face, the cold making me fight against my restraints, increasing the pain in my arms, wrists and thighs, making me sob. 

You stop. I feel you toweling me dry, you release my legs, they feel like jelly, you wrap an arm around my waist and release my arms. I sink to my knees, you lower me gently to the cold floor, you recuff my hands behind my back a second pair on my ankles. You lift me, your clothes rough against my nakedness and carry me back to the bed, replacing the blanket. 

Only 20 hours to go. 



24 Hours



As I entered the lobby of the Social Club, I tried to stop the shaking that I knew everyone else could see. Even though I had made the arrangements weeks ago, and knew this was what I wanted, I almost turned around and walked out. This was crazy! And yet, I knew this was something I had to do. Taking a deep breath, I walked to the front desk.

"Yes, sir, we have your room reserved. Here's your packet." With that, the man at the front desk handed me a large manila envelope. I took it and sat down in a chair facing a wall, trying to hide the erection that was already starting to appear. Inside the envelope was a letter. I held it steady in both hands as I read:

"As you have requested, we have prepared your fantasy. For the next 24 hours, you will be a completely submissive sexual slave. During this time, you will remain naked and blindfolded. You will never see or hear those who use you, nor will you speak to them, unless it is to speak your safeword, which is 'Camelot'. If you speak it, the fantasy will end immediately. Below is a list of agreed-upon limits. By signing this paper and returning it to the desk clerk, you will begin your experience. From the moment you return this to the clerk, you will be the slave of this Club. You will not speak again until the 24 hours is up. Enjoy your fantasy."

Seeing the words in print somehow calmed me. This was, after all, what I had wanted and sought out: complete domination by a group of men for a 24 hour period. They would remain completely anonymous; there would be no hint of emotional attachment. I would be their slave, they would use me and torment me for their pleasure. I had told the Club director in great detail the types of things I would like to have happen. Nevertheless, I knew that, once I signed this paper, they would do to me as they wished. My hand was surprisingly calm as I signed the paper.

I stood up, surreptitiously adjusting my pants to try to conceal my erection, and walked back to the front desk. I gave the clerk my consent form and waited. Instinctively, I kept my gaze on the desk. He laid a key with a room number on it and pointed toward the elevator. I picked up the key and made my way to the elevator. My adventure had begun.

As I strode through the lobby, I noticed that all I could see were men, some in suits, some in swim suits, some in athletic gear. Well, of course! I told myself. What did you expect to find in a gay social club, a bunch of women? As I entered the elevator, I reflected on that. I am certainly not gay, and my bi-curiosity has been exclusively centered around bondage and domination. For a second, I panicked. What am I doing here? What have I gotten myself into? Wait....you've gotten yourself into exactly what you want. Remember why you insisted on being blindfolded the entire time? You want this to be anonymous; you want the men to be nameless, faceless, simply sexual masters who will treat you, not as a lover or even a man, but simply as a toy to be used for their own pleasure.

I wasn't sure what to expect when I opened the door to the room; a dungeon, perhaps. What greeted my eyes was a normal budget hotel room. It was a bit spartan, with a bed, the standard desk and chairs and clothes rack. On the vanity, I saw a bag with a note attached to it. I removed the note and read it.

"You will follow these instructions exactly as they are written: 1.Remove all your clothes and hang them on the rack. DO THIS NOW."

I didn't need the caps to know what to do. I put the note down and began removing my clothes, first making sure the door was locked and chained. When I finished undressing, I wasn't sure what to do with my glasses, so I took them off and placed them on the vanity. The room was cool; the air conditioner was on, and it chilled my naked body. However, I dared not turn it down. I returned to the note:

"2. Open the bag and remove the items inside it."

Within the bag were two unopened boxes containing enemas and what looked like an adjustable sleep mask.

"3. Administer the enemas. Hold each one in as long as you can (a minimum of five minutes) before expelling it. Do not touch your crotch area during this time, nor at any other time during your period of slavery."

My penis twitched when I read that last word. I saw a drop of precum appear, but could do nothing about it, but let it drip slowly down my shaft, teasing me. I opened the first enema and positioned myself on the floor as best I could. I laid on my back and raised my legs, hooking my feet under the vanity to raise my buttocks in the air. There was a brief moment of discomfort as the tip of the bottle entered me, but it was soon in me. As I squeezed the bottle and forced the liquid in me, more precum came out and dripped. Some of it landed near my lips. I licked it up, savoring its flavor and knowing that, for the next 24 hours, that fluid would be my only food.

Without my watch, I lost track of the time. There was no clock radio in the room, so I had no choice but to hold the enema in until I started having mild cramps. I then evacuated the liquid and repeated the process. As I passed the vanity mirror, I observed that I was no longer looking up, but staring down at my now-throbbing penis. I was already in slave mode.

"4. Unlock the door and open it. Turn the deadbolt and let the door close. Turn off the lights, except for the light in the bathroom."

Of course, I knew that, with the deadbolt turned, the door would be open. Anyone could walk in on me. Being in the dark would make me doubly vulnerable. As I opened the door, I looked quickly to see who was in the corridor. No one was. I walked back to the vanity in darkness and held the note next to the bathroom to read it. "5. Take a shower. You will find a loofah in the shower stall. Use it to scrub your body thoroughly, paying special attention to your crotch area. Do not touch yourself without the loofah, and do not, under any circumstances, ejaculate. When you have completed your shower, dry yourself, put on the blindfold. Walk into the main room, spread your legs, lock your hands behind your head and wait."

As I stood in the shower, I tried to listen for any activity in the other room. The sound of the water in the small bathroom completely frustrated my efforts. As I scrubbed myself with the loofah, I luxuriated in the roughness against my skin, until I got to my crotch. I quickly found that my sensitive head was cruelly treated by the loofah. That sensation almost sent me over the top; I had to stop and start taking square roots in my head to gain control.

As I dried myself, I found I shivering with much more than the breeze from the air conditioner. I folded the towel carefully and put it on the rod, delaying the moment when I would put on the blindfold and truly become a helpless slave. As I picked it up, I stared at my hands and saw my rings were still on. With a barely suppressed gasp, I took them off and, having nowhere else to put them, placed them in the soap holder in the shower, hoping they would be there when I finished my ordeal. Taking a deep breath, I put on the blindfold and adjusted it so it was snug over my eyes. With more difficulty than I had expected, I made my way into the main room. Was that a rustling of cloth? I couldn't tell if it was the fan from the air conditioner, someone in the room, or my own imagination. The darkness was all I knew. I spread my legs, placed my hands behind my head, and waited....

I nearly jumped when I felt the hands grasp my arms. I know I jerked; it took all my self- control not to cry out. Then, two more hands, tracing my body, squeezing here, pinching there. I stood there, starting to shiver with excitement. I felt detached from the world; my universe had shrunk to my body and the disembodied hands (how many were there?) stroking and exploring me.

At some point, I felt something soft being wrapped around my neck. What have I gotten myself into? Are they going to strangle me? But I heard the unmistakable sound of velcro and realized I had just been collared. At the same time, I felt cuffs being buckled around my wrists and ankles. The smell of leather excited me even more, but not as much as the cold metal that suddenly surrounded the base of my penis. As my scrotum was pulled through an opening, I realized that my neck was not the only thing being collared. The cock harness was tightened until I started to throb. It would be a constant reminder that my penis was no longer mine.

Then, nothing...all hands left me and I was once again alone in the darkness, a collared slave awaiting his fate. My hearing was becoming more acute: I heard a click like a gun shot, followed by the voice of the Club director.

"Listen carefully to the instructions on this tape. They will not be repeated. Any violation of the rules will be dealt with immediately. You are now our collared slave. For the next 24 hours, you are ours to do with as we please. We shall take much pleasure from you. You may enjoy some of the things we do to do, or you may not. It does not matter to us; why should it? You are our slave.

"Rest assured that we treat our slaves well. You will not be physically harmed, nor will your health or safety be endangered. Any marks you receive will be gone within 4 hours of the time you leave our establishment. Remember your safe word, 'Camelot.' Use it only if you are in distress. Once uttered, it cannot be rescinded. Otherwise, we expect to hear no words from you, only the occasional cry of pain or pleasure.

"You are at the complete disposal of anyone who comes across you during this time. As I give you these instructions, you will have an opportunity to demonstrate your understanding of them. Do so immediately. When you feel hands on both shoulders, you will immediately go to your knees."

I felt the gentle pressure of hands on my shoulders and I moved to my knees, somewhat gingerly given the position of my hands and feet. The spread position caused me to go to the floor with my knees spread. I kept my back straight, but bowed my head. After a slight pause, the voice continued.

"When you feel a cock touch your face, you will open your mouth and receive it. Once inserted, you will close your lips around it and wait."

Something warm and round touched my forehead. I raised my head and opened my mouth, which was filled with a penis. I was thankful that it was not too thick or long. I closed my lips on it, filling a drop of precum on my tongue.

"You will do nothing unless you feel a hand on the back of your head. As long as the hand is there, you will caress and worship the cock with your mouth. You may move your head, but you may not let the cock leave your mouth. You will not allow your teeth to cause it any pain. If you do, you will be punished, like this."

Suddenly, sharp pain shot through me as someone twisted my nipples hard. My lips were over my teeth, so when I squeezed my mouth with the pain, it only seemed to bring pleasure to the owner of the cock in my mouth....no, to one of my masters. At that moment, I knew that the cock was as much my master as the person to whom it was attached.

Thankfully, the pinching subsided after a few seconds, replaced by a hand on the back of my head. My tongue explored the full length of the shaft within me, feeling the veins, enjoying the warmth and darting up to lick the drops of salty fluid dripping from the head. My world had shrunk again: nothing existed but my master filling my mouth, giving me the pleasure of serving him. I started a low hum...this was what I wanted...this was my fantasty...this was....

Gone. My mouth was suddenly empty and the voice returned.

"You will be given many nonverbal cues for your behavior. We expect you to understand and respond appropriately. Enjoy your stay with us. We shall certainly enjoy you."

Another click, then silence. A moment to absorb it all, then a hand on my arm, lifting me up. I stood and felt another hand on my back, guiding me forward. I walked until my arm was squeezed. My hands were brought together behind my back. I heard a softer click as the wrist cuffs were locked together. Then, a hand on the back of my neck pushed my head down until I encountered a familiar shape. I opened my mouth and took it, trying to figure out if it was the same one I had previously savored. I waited, not moving, my face nestled in the hair of a master's crotch, my legs spread and my buttocks sticking up invitingly.

A light smack on my buttocks, and I involuntarily went on tiptoe. I quickly returned to the flats of my feet, but not soon enough. That was evident by the next smack, a strong blow that brought tears to my eyes and pushed my head further into my master's lap. I struggled not to gag as his cock slid further into my mouth. Mercifully, that was my only punishment. The spanking continued, but more lightly. I could feel my cheeks beginning to grow warm. I wondered if the lights were on and my master could see how red they were becoming.

After several minutes of this, a moment of relief. I could taste the saltiness of my master's precum, but was doing my best not to move my head, allowing myself only an occasional soft movement of my tongue on his shaft when I swallowed. In the distance, I could heard the snap of a latex glove...

...Followed by a cold, wet feeling on my anus. A gloved finger, coated with lube, was working its way into my anus. I relaxed as best I could to allow it easier access. The digit slid in and out a few times, shortly replaced by something larger at the entrance to my ass. My first thought was that he was taking me, but the intruder felt too cold. As it slid slowly into me, stretching me, I realized it was a dildo....but wait, that sudden collapse of my anus around it meant...not a dildo, but a butt plug.

It filled me nicely, but only for a moment. I felt it being pulled out slowly. I groaned as it stretched me anew on the way out...almost all the way out. A lingering moment, and then it returned inside me, a little bit faster this time. My rectum was being alternately stretched and pulled, warming up as the lubed plug rubbed against me. Once again, it was almost pulled out, only to be pushed back in. Again and again....I was being taken, but with a plug. The narrow base and fat middle was stretching me more effectively and more painfully than any dildo. There was a continual stretching and shrinking that was at once painful and erotic.

I was becoming quite excited by this and welcomed the hand on the back of my head that allowed me to adore and caress the master in my mouth. In the darkness, my anus had becoming a center of pleasure and pain, my mouth worshipping its occupant, drinking in the precious drops of liquid pleasure, my tongue running over the shaft, taking in its shape and textures, waiting for the moment when I knew he would reward me with his essence....

...But that moment did not come. With a final push, the plug was firmly implanted in me, just as my mouth was once again empty and alone. I swallowed a gurgle of anguish as my frustrated mouth lamented its loss. As I was raised, I felt the stickiness on my stomach from the flood of precum I was oozing. My master (it mattered not who; they were all simply my master) dried my cock off roughly with a towel and placed a leather loop around it. He brought it up to where it was just under my head and tightened it. I felt a sharp pull and followed, being led on a leash like the slave I was. It was appropriate that I was being led by my cock to my full ordeal. The tugging on it and the dull throbbing in my ass reminded me that they were no longer mine: they existed only for the pleasure of my masters.

I was led out of the room and down the hall. A hand on my elbow kept me going in the right direction; the occasional tug on the leash kept me moving at the right speed. A door opened to my right and I was turned into that room. The hand on my elbow squeezed, and I stopped walking. I felt a shoe tapping on my ankle, and I spread my legs. As my hands were freed, I heard two clicks below and realized my ankle cuffs had been secured. My arms were raised and, with two more clicks, secured so that I was in a standing spread eagle. My master removed the leash and ran a finger up the shaft of my cock, squeezing out even more precum, which he fed me. I licked on his fingers greedily, savoring the taste of my own fluids and sighing contentedly, until he removed his fingers....

....and I felt the sting across my buttocks from what I recognized as a flogger. I jumped as much as I could, considering my restraints. The stroke was not hard, just unexpected. More followed, starting softly and slowly building in intensity. Without thinking, I started to count them to myself. I was disappointed when they stopped at ten. My disappointment changed when I felt a hand pulling on my scrotum, followed by a stinging sensation that remained. My master was putting clips of some kind on my scrotum. One, two, three.....ten, and then, nothing. I frowned for a second: why so few?

And was answered by the flogger, which delivered another ten strokes to my buttocks, this time a little harder. Again the hand on my scrotum and another 10 clips. Ten more strokes, and I started to breathe heavily. This time, the hand grabbed my penis and I sucked in my breath as the next ten went on my shaft. As the flogger struck again, this time moving down to my inner thighs, I gasped with each stroke. My crotch was starting to catch fire with the sensations. The next ten clips started with five on my perineum, then five on the head of my cock. I groaned aloud with the pain and groaned even more when the flogger connected with my thighs and buttocks. This time, the strength of the stroke caused me to rock forward. I let out a cry as the clips began swaying, pulling on the sensitive skin to which they were connected.

Following that set of lashes, I felt hands caressing, then squeezing, my nipples. Cold metal pressed against them and was followed by an intense, sharp pain as nipple clamps were tightened on me. I could feel a chain joining them, dangling against my chest as another 10 lashes were delivered. I felt my shoulders pull as I started to sag down, beginning to enter that special haze I identified as subspace. I stood there for a few moments, swaying and feeling the pain connecting my nipples with my crotch. Each movement brought a new pain, sharp and intense. The coolness of the air conditioning was a marked contrast to the heat emanating from my backside.

My arms suddenly fell to my side. A pair of hands grabbed my shoulders to keep them steady as my ankles were also freed from their restraints, but not from the cuffs. I was led forward. Each step was painful; I had to walk with my legs spread because of the clips. Each step caused them to move, bringing about more pain. My shins felt the edge of a bed and I stopped. Once again, a hand on the back of my neck bent me over. My crotch was being forced onto the bed. The additional weight of my body pushed the clips even more cruelly into my crotch. I would have cried out, but my lips brushed against a waiting master, who must have been sitting on the bed. I opened my mouth, took him inside and waited. Instinctively, I drew my lips over my teeth to protect him.

Behind me, a master took my buttocks in both hands and began to move them back and forth. Had I not been gagged by my master's cock, I would have screamed as the clips started to slip off me due to the motion. After a few seconds of excruciating pain, he lifted my buttocks and swept the loose clips off the bed. Many had fallen off, but many remained. I was breathing quite heavily now and struggling to swallow.

A sudden stretching in my anus followed by a burst of pain let me know that the plug had just been pulled out. The feeling of emptiness was short-lived. I felt something cold begin to enter me. My first thought was that my master was using a dildo on me; however, as the fullness grew, he leaned forward on me and I realized that the coldness was the lube with which he had coated his condom-clad cock. The moment he started penetrating me, I felt a hand on my head and began to lick the head of the master in my mouth. My hands were extended above my head and secured to what I gathered was the bed post. They were spread with a master seated between them, the one I was tasting now.




24 Hours (1:00pm-2:00pm)



Thank you to gotwood49 for help in editing.

Rolling over, my arm stretches out, searching for him. My eyes remain closed as my hand feels the coolness radiating from the smooth, silk sheet. Suddenly, my breath catches in my throat, and my body propels itself from the bed. "Oh God, NO!" I cry in anguish, as my stomach tightens, and a wave of nausea threatens to overwhelm me. My tears fall fast, running down my cheeks. The voice coming from my own mouth, I do not recognize. The gut-wrenching pain of the wish ending is more then I had ever imagined it to be. Questions begin to run through my head. What happened? Were we not allowed to sleep; to rest? Did we oversleep? Was our wish now over? What had we done wrong? The questions swim over and over, repeating in my mind, as panic and grief slowly began to overwhelm me. 

I watch the clock, the glowing green numbers slowly moving. One minute...then another, each minute creeping by. Five minutes pass, then ten. Finally, rolling onto my back, wiping my face dry, I breathe deeply. I smell his cologne before I see him appear. I close my eyes, breathing in his scent. The muskiness of the smell fills my senses as the shuffle of his feet advance towards the bed. "Oh sweetie," he says to me, my ears absorbing the sound of his voice, locking it inside. "I'm still here, we still have our time, our wish." His hand caresses my face, touching and stroking my cheek. Opening my eyes slowly, looking into his, my own sight is blurred by my tears of sorrow, that are quickly replaced with those of relief. Reaching my hand out, I touch his jaw, smooth and soft from his shave. My fingers move into his hair, damp and soft, from his shower. "Don't leave me again. I know you will eventually, but for now, stay with me."

"Always."

Bending down, his lips cover mine, and our kiss sparkles, as little lights cross across my closed lids. The kiss of lovers, who have been separated through different and unfair circumstances, begins to burn into one of heat, desperation and desire. My tongue moves inside his mouth, touching and enjoying the minty taste of him. Running my tongue across the smooth teeth, tracing them before deepening the kiss. His tongue licks and strokes mine. He gives me slow, penetrating caresses against my mouth. The kiss sends shivers along my body, covering my skin with goose-bumps. 

My hand moves to the back of his head, bringing him closer to me. The other hand moves on its own to the sash of his robe, slowly untying it with fumbling fingers. I need to feel him; to hold him; to caress his skin. The hollowness of fear that I felt earlier needs to be filled, and only his touch, his body, his love will do that. Our heads angle as he rests his hand on the side of the bed and the other on my shoulder. I am wrapped in his presence; the aura of emotion high and powerful. 

My fingers press open the robe, my mouth moves away from his and I press my lips across his jaw and down his neck. Sucking gently on the salty skin, smelling the cologne and shampoo of my lover, my fingers slowly glide down and wrap around the swollen member that my body craves. His mouth, now free of our kiss, slides to my neck, humming against my skin, the vibrations bringing sighs from my lips.

Using my hand, I begin to stroke him slowly, running my fingers gently over the head and down the shaft again. My lips move across his shoulder to his ear. Tracing the curve of his ear, I blow warm air against it, I whisper, "I love you." Pulling him down with me, my back lays flat on the bed. He stands and removes the robe, and I admire his body. Clean, smooth and hard. He is ready for me; my body, my spirit. Pulling the covers away from my naked flesh, he slips beside me. His arms encircle me, pressing my breast against him. 

"Let me love you." His voice calls to me, barely audible, as his lips capture mine once again. "Don't touch, love. Just lie back and let me learn you. My body hungers for you, and craves the taste of your skin."

Moaning my acceptance of his request, I close my eyes and let my lover do just as he wishes. Shutting down my sense of sight, I allow my inner being to absorb all my feelings for him. His breath hovers over my neck. Not allowing his mouth to touch me, just his breath, he covers my shoulders with warm air. Moving the fan of heat along my arms and back again before slipping the warmth over my breast. My nipples stir from the hot air and I lift my back slightly, wanting only to feel his lips upon them. The heat travels to the other breast, again denying it the touch and stroke of his tongue. Lips trembling, I silently beg him to taste me and learn me.

The bed shifts as the breath of my lover hovers over my belly, my sex, my thighs, and then back up again. The torture of his air covers my body, surrounding it, protecting it and shielding it. He has prepared my body for the ultimate gift of his tongue and lips. Finally, the fire he has burned upon my skin is rewarded with a cool tongue, flicking across my left nipple. "Oh yes," my voice hisses. 

The feel of my breast as he cups it with his palm is heavy, and tingles cover the porcelain globe. His voice whispers to me, "You have beautiful breasts." I smile as he continues to use his words and his body to arouse me. "I need to trace your nipples with my tongue, before I lick and taste each freckle sprinkled across your chest." 

Capturing my lower lip between my teeth, I moan quietly, "Please." 

Answering my plea, his mouth slides along my breast, covering it, moistening it. I can hear his growl of pleasure and satisfaction as he slides over my breast, under it. His hand lifts it, shifting it to fit between both his hands. Holding my breast, he sucks gently on the protruding nipple. Teeth nip at my flesh. My nipple rises, aching for his mouth. Drawing my rosy bud deeper into his mouth, my back arches. Movement of his mouth from my nipple lets me know that soon his tongue will slip and slide across my breast. It does. Breathing deep and steady, his tongue slides across my skin. I know he is touching the freckles, covering them with the moisture and heat from his mouth. My fingers curl into his hair and press him further against my flesh. He moves over to the opposite breast, teasing it and licking it, as he had it's mate. The nipple is pleasured, teased, and taunted. Sucking it into his mouth, he takes it deep, the pain of his ministrations brings purrs of pleasure from the pit of my stomach. 

When his mouth releases my breast, the cool air hits the nipple and brings the button up higher, aching for him. His lips return to mine as his thumb rubs across the hard peak. Our tongues dance and love as his hand slides down my stomach. I feel his palm press against my skin, moving it back and forth, covering it, warming it. As his lips leave mine, I turn my head, and he begins to suck and bite at my neck. As I offer my body to him, he slips his palm along my hip and down my thigh.

Fingers press and knead my muscles. My leg relaxes and opens for him. Thoughts of his fingers sliding along my wetness bring shivers to my body, as with my sense of feel I coax myself to accept his touch. A slide of his tongue along my collarbone, and the slide of his finger over my inner thigh, brings a gasp from my throat. "Please, touch me." Begging him, not recognizing my own voice.

"In time. In time." 

A frustrated whimper is pulled from me. His finger slides slowly up and down my leg, then skims, light as a feather over the soft hairs of my sex. Lifting my hips, I try to capture the teasing finger, wanting more of it; needing more of it. The warmth of his palm presses against my mound, relaxing and yet exciting it. The heat covers my flesh. Tingles escape from inside me, and shiver up and down my spine, over my skin; resting on the surface, waiting to drive out and lift from me.

The wetness of his tongue slides down my chest. The urge to touch him; to touch myself, is high and overpowering. I lift my hand and stroke his hair, running my fingers through its thickness. My skin is beginning to heat, and the surface feels like a warm fire, not quite at its fullest potential. His tongue moves across my belly, sliding over the trembling flesh, tasting it, circling the button, and running slowly along my side. 

My sex is covered like a glove; the perfect fit to my body, coaxing the passion forth; and when he presses his palm harder against me, my hips lift, silently pleading for more. Turning my head to the left, my lip trapped between my teeth, I feel his finger slide into me, slowly, guiding it ever so gently up into the recesses of my being. "Oh, yes," I whisper, a soft moan escaping my lips. "Oh, yes."

He continues to tease and tantalize my flesh as his finger slips deeper, touching the fleshy walls of my body. My back arches as his tongue moves lower, licking my skin, caressing each part of me. I feel his breath against the curls of my sex, and shivers soon bring a new series of goose-bumps to me. I want this man. I want to have him here with me forever; not just for an one day, but forever. He knows my body, my heart, my soul; and I feel him everywhere I am. After our time is up, I will see him everywhere I go. 

"What are you wanting, my love?" He asks me. I'm speechless at his request. There is so much I want; so much I need. I know he can't give me a miracle, so I ask for the one thing I know he can give me. "Your love."

With that said I lean up, using my elbows for support, and watch as his tongue slips down across the thatch of hair and he nestles himself between my legs. His hands press my thighs open. He brings his fingers up to open my swollen lips, so needy for his touch. I can feel the sweet nectar of my arousal continuing its journey towards freedom. He slowly licks at the gifts of desire that have already been released, from the torments he had played on me before. My fingers curl into the blanket as I watch his eyes lock with mine, and he begins to push the stiffened tongue against my clit. 

It is more than I had remembered, and my eyes close from the sheer power of it; the pure sexual need that my body has craved, and is finally getting release. Opening my eyes, I see that he has closed his, and I watch as he seems to be so focused on me, and the love I have for him grows even more. His tongue slides between the lips of my sex, his fingers spreading them and slowly kneading them, relaxing the juices from them. Lips are pressed gently against my tender flesh before his tongue slides out to lick them again. His teeth are bared and he gently bites me. Gasping, I feel the pit of my stomach lurch as I try to catch my breath, and his tongue begins to slide deep into my heat.

"Oh my god!" I swallow my breath, and it comes back up to me, panting; wanting to experience each touch. My skin is hot, flushed; overheated from his touching. This moment of tongue and aroused flesh touching is heaven, and with each thrust of his muscle my own body cries and begs for more. I watch, in awe, as his mouth moves over my sex and back again, slowly blowing warm breath upon my skin. The walls are filled with passion, as his tongue and finger work together to bring each side of my slick body higher and higher; to the ultimate peak, before they stop and retreat. He brings me to the edge many times, before I see his eyes finally look up into mine. Capturing my stare, I feel his final loving touch, as my body gives in and fulfills my wish.

The fruit of my body leaves me; pours from me, as his eyes leave mine. Collapsing onto the bed, I let my back arch and my eyes close. Each wave that had been dammed is freed. Each one sucked from my body, licked from my walls, tasted by my lover. Thrashing my head back and forth as each muscle in my body tenses, holds and then releases. "YES!" I scream at him, pressing my hips into his face. I feel it, the final crashing wave against the shore. My muscles squeeze tightly against his finger, and the release of love flows free. 

He rises above me, pressing his body against mine. I feel his arousal pushing against me. My own muscles are weak and tired, my eyes wanting to close again. Smelling the scent of my body on his face, and seeing the glisten of it on his lips, causes my heart to lift, and my lips quickly cover his. Our tongues slip along each other's, slowly and seductively. "Thank you," I whisper to him. 

"My love, it is always for you. Rest, my sweet. I have something I need to do." Winking at me, he covers me gently with the blanket. I feel the absence of his body, and watch him pause at the door.

"You're beautiful; you know that?" He asks me.

"Only in your eyes, do I feel that way. Where are you going?" I ask, starting to feel the craving of the rest of my body, after his slow loving.

He smiles wide, his face looking excited and mischievous, "I'm off to pick Blackberries!" Chuckling to himself, he leaves. Rolling my eyes, I rest, and allow my lover to go off, to pick Blackberries. 



24 Hours (11:00am - 1:00pm)



"Oh yes, shopping." I repeat with a smile. Together we leave the alley, and pause at a street vendor's stand. After purchasing some lemonade, we share the sweet and tart beverage, while strolling down the sidewalk. Coming to a rest, we look at a reflection of ourselves in one of the shop windows. Gazing at his reflection, I take in his strong features and confidence. Staring back at me is a man, so full of life and love. A caring person who made a wish and somehow fate stepped in, allowing it to take place. My gaze travels down to our hands, noticing how his is curled on top of mine, protecting me, sheltering me, showing a sense of ownership. With each pulse of my body I can feel the need to keep us in this time and place. Neither one of us wants our 24 hours end, but we know it will, and we know it must.

Moving on we continue to walk past people and shops. Each one smiling at us as if acknowledging us as a matched set. I know that he is my soul mate and that somehow and for some unknown reason we were not allowed to find each other through normal means. Feeling his gentle pull of my hand we move into inside one of my favorite shops. "Oh how wonderful," the spark of excitement sounds in my voice. He chuckles, opens the door and follows in behind me.

The wind brings a mixture of melodies to my ears as it stirs the windchimes, spread throughout the room. Taking in the different colors and shapes, as well as all the different musical notes playing in the air, I sigh happily. He has touched my heart by bringing me here. He has remembered one of my many passions. Silently we move through the displays. Our hands softly stir the windchimes. Closing my eyes I hear each different note. My fingers stir the bars and strings. As sunlight pours through the window, rainbows are formed. They dance across the walls, floors and my lover's body. The beautiful colors shimmer and shine bringing a sense of peace to the room. Sliding from one to the other I gaze over them, pausing beneath a beautiful glass blown chime. A star, about the size of my palm, rests at the top. Suspended from it are various shapes and sizes of more stars. Looking at the tag and reading its title; Wishes. I realize we must have this one. Bringing it down, placing it in my lover's hands and he smiles his agreement. He too knows the meaning of the chime's name. We move together, pay for our purchase, return to the sunny street and head towards the clothing shop.

My memory recalls what had transpired early this morning. The arousing state of my lover had spilled over into the alley. Being made love to, with the brick wall pressed against my breast, will be one of many enjoyable memories. Closing my eyes I breath in the faint scent of our sexual release. The tingles and shivers he had given me run through my body again. Sensing his eyes on me, he too knows what I am thinking. Pulling me close to him, his lips touch mine in a hard and heated kiss. My fingers curl in his hair. His tongue slides forecefully against mine making me give him possession of my mouth. His teeth tug, and pull at my bottom lip. Sucking it with firm pressure. "Oh god," I moan against his onslaught of desire. My legs weaken from his touch. He pulls my hips closer against him. His passion for me stirs once more. My mind races. I only have him for this moment. How will this moment ever be enough? Pushing deeper against his tongue, I can feel the driving force to stop time time. I know I don't have that power. Slowly our kiss calms, his forehead presses against mine. "Ahhh.. my sweet," he sighs. Together we continue on our way to the shop.

We step in, shuffling back and forth. Many hangers and folded bundles of clothes surround us. Noticing that he is looking at various items of clothing, I continue to pass over things. Jumping slightly, his hand startling me as it cups my left butt cheek. He pulls my hips against his pelvis. "Try this one." He passes around a lovely blue summer dress. Even without trying it on it will be the perfect fit. My fingers slide over the soft material and rich color. Standing on my toes I press a kiss upon his cheek, asking him to wait for me. He agrees. I move off to the back of the store, glancing back, seeing him thumbing through a catalog. Sensing my stare, he nods his head, urging me to proceed. Rolling my eyes at his impatience, I close the curtain, blocking his or anyone else's prying eyes.

Looking at the reflection in the mirror I see a flushed faced woman. So full of giddiness and sparkle, as she spends a day with her love. Quicky lifting the ruined blouse, I gaze at my nipples. Flat now compared to the hard peaks they had been earlier when we had made love. The rosy buds begin to change and start showing some arousal as my thoughts take shape. Shaking off my growing desire I slip the belt open, release the button and zipper of my skirt, and slip it down my body. Laying both skirt and blouse in a pile I step from my sandals. The cold draft of air hits my naked skin. "I'm not ready," I say, knowing it is him. My body sensed him, smelled him. 

His arms wrap around my waist, pulling me back. The soft texture of his shirt, the coarseness of his shorts both rub against my flesh. It seems extra sensitive as a hand splays across my stomach and fingers slide against my ribs. My head falls back against his shoulder. Turning my lips to his, our mouths press gently together. Tongues slide as each one marks the other. Fingers dance along my sides bringing a purr from my throat. His hands move along my arms. He slips slowly around me, kissing my neck. Gently he presses me down. My butt sits down on the bench and my eyes darken as he lowers himself to his knees.

Tilting my head back, my ass scoots closer to the edge of the bench. His fingers press against my knees, opening my legs. Watching his tongue slide along my inner thigh, goose-bumps appear on my arms. Shivering, my legs spread further apart. "Beautiful," his voice whispers to me. He reaches up to cup my breast. A slick path from his tongue continues to trail up my thigh. My nipple tingles as his fingers begin to roll it between them. Biting my bottom lip to keep the sounds of desire from escaping my body urges him on. Pooling desire begins to ease itself from my pussy. His tongue reaches out to taste one small drop. Easing gently, he slides it along the curls of my bush, lapping at my skin. Heat and fire escape me as with each touch more passion ignites. Running my fingers into his hair, I press closer to his seeking mouth. Each stroke continues to slide across me. Finally, he moves his hand to part the wet lips of my sex.

Looking into my eyes, he moves his tongue between the folds. Sounds of his loving reach my ears. Shifting my ass to accomodate his need, his tongue slides in deeper. The textured muscle moves up and down my slit. My clit is swollen with need. His teeth nibble gently at a finger is slid between the moist lips. "Oh god!" My body responds to his caresses, releasing more fluid. My head moves right to left with each lap of his tongue. I watch as he moves his head back and forth on my sex. A second finger slides in with the first, both begin to slip and slide along my walls. Passion pumps through my veins. My hips thrust forward, bringing his fingers and tongue deeper inside me. Quickening the pace of his fingers more juice covers him. Pushing deeper into me he feels the soft fleshy walls, coaxing them to clasp around his fingers. My lover moves the questing digits, screwing them into me. His thumb works on my clit, teasing and taunting it. His tongue slides between my clit and the folds of my pussy. His fingers seeking out the spot that will release my darkest desires.

Each turn of his fingers cause mine to curl in his hair. My hands move to the bench, lifting my rear so his face can devour me. No longer can I keep my eyes on him. Clenching them tightly shut, my lip aching from the bite I have continued to press on it. My sounds of release are trapped behind my closed mouth. My senses take over as he continues. Each pumping of his fingers brings me closer to exploding. The pressure of his tongue stroking and licking drives me closer to the edge. A great precipe is where my body hovers, waiting for that final drive of force to take me over its edge.

I feel it. The first crash against the rocks of the cliff wrack my body. Each slam of orgasm tenses my muscles. My ass lifts higher. He moves one hand away from my pussy and cradles my ass, holding me to his face. Moving faster he licks and sucks the juices that empty from me. Blowing air into my pussy as he slides his head back and forth. Tears form behind my lids as the bite on my lip deepens. My body needs release, needs to scream out his name. Wave upon wave of sweet liquid flow from me, passion rocks across my body. I can feel something holding back. Lifting his head from my wet pussy, he demands to me to give it up, release to him everything. My mouth opens and with the call of his name, my body finally gives up the explosion of force that I had been holding back. He thrusts harder. Sucks harder. Drives harder into me. Calling my name between his onslaught of war. "Oh! My God!!" I scream and thrash as each blinding orgasm shoots through me. 

Feeling the kisses against my thighs, slowly my body calms. My eyes refocus on his face, taking in the moisture of our loving. His eyes dark with desire for me, I pull his face up to mine. Our lips kiss once more, the scent of me stirs my body bringing a final little spasm to my loins. "I love you," he tells me. 

Rising to his feet he strokes my hair and leaves the dressing room. Sitting there, my mind in awe, of the man who has brought me more joy over the last few hours then I had ever known. Breathing slowly, my body begins to take on its normal state of rest. Though my hands shake slightly, I pick up the blue dress. Standing, my heavy passion filled arms lift the dress and slip it over my body. Hands that don't seem as if they are mine slide down my frame and smooth out the wrinkles. Looking into the mirror, a woman stares back. Her hair is in tangels and her mouth swollen and red. Her eyes sparkle, her face flushed, her body shakes and her heart, seen through the eyes of all who know her will reflect the love of one man.

Exiting the shop, we move back towards my home. My hand clenched in his. Our windchime nestled safely in its box, my old clothes in a bag, we arrive at the edge of my yard. Turning towards me, his eyes rest on mine. "A nap my love," he says to me. Nodding my head, I agree. Together we move back into my house. Slipping the new dress from my body, I slide between the covers. Watching him move about the room as he pulls the curtains closed and removes his clothing, my mind drifts over the day. 

"Not a long nap," I tell him. "We only have so many hours. I don't want to use them all by sleeping." Sorrow shows in my face as I check the clock. The ghostly, green glow of its numerals scream at me; 12:30. His hand reaches out to mine as he slips between the blankets and pulls me close to him.

"Not long love. I promise. Just a short 'cat nap'." His arms wrap around me. He places his hand upon my head, tucking me under his chin and against his chest. My eyes drift shut. My mind focuses on the beat of his heart, as sleep over takes us both.



24 Hours



I felt the master fully penetrate my anus, his scrotum resting against my cheeks. He pulled almost completely out, then drove into me, driving me down onto the bed and causing my crotch to explode in agony. Out and in, out and in, out and in....I pressed down on the cock in my mouth, using it to stifle my screams...a mistake, as the master in front of me, noticing I had stopped licking him, pulled the chain connecting my nipple clamps. That brought me back to him, and I redoubled my efforts, bobbing my head up and down over his shaft, taking just his head in my mouth and running my tongue around it, sucking out his precum like a nursing baby.

The master at the rear suddenly rammed deep into me and, from the sensations that filled my anus, I knew he had come. After leaning against me a moment, he withdrew from my battered anus. He lifted me up and swept aside the clips that had fallen off. There were still more hanging on. I felt another cold entrance, this one bigger. Another master was taking me. As he was still working his way in, the master in the front pushed his cock into my mouth and, for the first time in my stay here, I tasted my master's semen. Most of it went straight to my throat. I swallowed the rest as he finished his orgasm. He slid out from under me, but was replaced by another master, who entered my mouth.

By now, I was almost floating out of body. Pleasure, pain and fluids became my only existence. I was truly an instrument being played by my masters. At some point, I began screaming incoherently, whether from pain, pleasure or both I don't know. Still, my masters continued to fill me, the pain continued to grow. I started to hyperventilate; my senses were overloading. And then.....emptiness and withdrawal. I gave out one last cry as the nipple clamps were removed and then collapsed, gasping and sobbing. I was untied, turned over and retied spread eagle. And then, throbbing, stinging and burning, I fell asleep.

Consciousness and.....darkness. As I rolled over, my arms and legs refused to move from their positions. For a moment, panic gripped me, until I remembered where I was and why I was here. My grogginess was quickly replaced by a dull throbbing coming from my nipples and rectum. I licked my lips with thirst, feeling a salty stickiness on my lips. I gasped as a cold lotion was applied to my nipples and rubbed in gently, alleviating the pain. Someone else applied the same lotion to my crotch. As the hand stroked my penis, it grew erect, and I moaned with both the pleasure of the fingers caressing me and the multitude of stings I felt there. I sensed a presence near my head and turned with mouth open, waiting to be filled again with a Master. Instead, I felt the coldness of ice chips; I sucked on them greedily, licking the fingers that held them as much as the ice itself.

When I had finished the ice, hands raised me gently into a sitting position after removing the cuffs on my wrists and ankles. My legs were drawn together and pulled to the floor. I moved lethargically as I followed the hands on my shoulders. The softness of the carpet was replaced by cold tile and I knew I was in a bathroom. A squeeze on my shoulders and I stopped as a hand lifted my ankle and placed it inside what I knew must be a shower. I stepped in gingerly and, guided by my Master's hands, turned and grasped the shower rod with both hands spread as far apart as my feet.

I groaned when the first droplets hit my still tender buttocks, but soon relaxed under the warm stream. I relaxed even more as hands gently soaped me down and cleaned my body from head to toe. This time, there was no loofah, only soap-slick hands caressing me. I began to sway as feelings of pleasure coursed through me, centered on my penis, which was dripping more than water from the attention being given to it. I stiffened suddenly, as the warm water was replaced by a jet of cold water, rinsing me efficiently from face to foot, raising goose bumps and bringing me back to the present moment. A rough towel dried me thoroughly and made me once again aware of my skin and my surroundings. I shivered, partly from the cold, as the ankle and wrist cuffs were reapplied and I was led back into the other room.

I stopped next to a chair. My feet were set on a slight elevation and tied to the legs of the chair. I wondered why my Masters were running a rope around my legs to secure the whole leg to the chair rather than using the ankle cuff. As I was pushed toward a sitting position, I felt something seeking to enter my rectum. I grimaced as I felt what must have been a very thick plug stretching me painfully. The Masters made no effort to force me down; they simply tied my forearms to the arms of the chair. Halfway seated, I was somewhat uncomfortable, but not overly so....

And then, sharp pain in my feet! Whatever had been protecting them had been removed and I found that my feet were on what felt like spikes. While my skin was not being broken, the points were driving into the flesh of my soles in an extremely painful manner. As I tried to raise them, I descended on the plug, which was clearly thicker than anything I had yet experienced. When the pain of the plug grew too great, I raised myself up, forcing my feet more firmly into the spikes. With my arms and legs tied firmly, I was trapped in a cycle of pain moving from my feet to my anus. Through it all, I felt my penis becoming engorged with the excitement of the pain, twitching each time I changed the focus of the pain from my feet to the plug that was inexorably working its way into me.

How long I strained against the inevitable, I don't know. In the darkness, time had long since fled, leaving only the sensations of pleasure and pain to guide me. At some point, I tasted salt and wondered when the tears had started flowing...perhaps when my arms started to cramp up from the strain of lifting me up. The growing throbbing that was my rectum told me that I was losing the battle and that I would soon be filled. With a sob of frustration, I relaxed myself as much as possible and allowed gravity to pull me down onto the plug. As my anus closed about the narrow end of the plug, holding it firmly in place, I was able to lift my feet up slightly. The needle sharp pricking of my feet played counterpoint with the all-too- familiar throbbing higher up, my now ragged breathing providing the melody.

My breathing slowed and became more regular. I began to relax and wondered what the Masters were doing. I did not have to wonder for long...as the back of the chair disappeared behind me. I cried out as I fell backwards; my cry turned into a deeper scream as the plug refused to followed me down and pulled against me. I discovered a new form of agony, as I pulled myself back to a sitting position, only to feel hands on my shoulder slowly lowering me down as the plug forced my lower body to arch up to avoid the terrible pain of the plug pushing against my prostate. Finally, sweating and panting, I was laid with my head on the back of the chair, which had come to a stop parallel to the floor, and my back arched. My arms, still tied to the chair, kept me balanced, but barely.

My cries of pain shifted abruptly as I felt a hand on my still erect penis. I began to emit sounds of a quite different nature as the hand moved up and down my shaft, coating it with its own precum. I began to feel the pleasure build as the hand continued to caress my penis, which was becoming slicker with precum and, as I became aware with something cooler. I moaned with frustration as the hand suddenly left me, then moaned with pleasure as I felt a warm breath blowing over my penis, which was glowing with the warmth of the breath....

...too warm. I noticed the warmth continued even after the breath stopped. My penis was becoming quite warm...it was starting to become unpleasant. As the warmth grew and began to sting, I realized that a Master had coated me with something, a realization that was confirmed by the strong menthol smell I now detected. Now a hand was again on my penis, but only to roll a condom over it...no, two condoms. Then, a band of some sort at the base of my penis, keeping it erect. My penis now felt as if it was being attacked by a swarm of fire wasps. To add to my pain, a finger rubbed the same devilish substance onto my nipples and blew gently across them to activate the heat. I was now squirming helplessly, sensations of pain coursing through me.

In the midst of this, I felt a hand grab my penis and pull it straight up. Then, a feeling of tightness as one of the Masters slowly impaled himself on it. In normal circumstances, I would have enjoyed the sensation, but now it only added to the burning I was feeling. As he lowered himself on me, his weight pushed down on my stomach, forcing me down and pushing the plug against me. I cried out the first time this happened, then bit my lip as he began moving up and down. I was shaking my head from side to side and squeezing the arms of the chair to take my mind off the assault my crotch was undergoing. That stopped as another Master grabbed my head with both hands and guided my mouth to his cock.

As I felt his hand tap the back of my head, I fought through the pain and tried to focus on serving the Master in my mouth. I forced myself to focus on the feeling of his cock in my mouth. As I ran my tongue up the shaft, I felt each vein and the small bumps on the edge of the head. I began a rhythmic motion of my mouth up and down his shaft to offset the thrusting of the Master on top of me, who apparently noticed my strategy and synchronized his motions with mine, reinforcing rather than alleviating my pain. As the Master in my mouth respond to my ministrations, I moved my tongue over his tip, savoring the saltiness and grasping at it like a nursing babe. As he came in my mouth, I concentrated on swallowing it and hoping that with his relief would come mine.

Strangely, as he grew limp in my mouth, I found myself starting to feel pleasure from my own burning penis. Once again, I was entering subspace, the various strains of pain beginning to merge into pleasure. The pleasure continued, even when the Master riding me abruptly pulled off and placed his dripping cock in my mouth to be pleasured. I greedily drank his precum and sucked and licked on it as if it was a popsicle on a hot summer day. I barely felt the other Master removing the condoms and cleaning my penis and nipples. As I was rewarded by another taste of Masters' semen, I knew only that I was truly their plaything, and I was ecstatic in that knowledge.

I heard a clicking sound and felt a sudden relief as the plug, apparently unsnapped from the chair seat, settled into a slightly more comfortable position. I was able to relax for a moment; my relaxation became even more pleasant as I felt my arms being untied. As I was lifted to a standing position, my relaxation came to an end as I was reacquainted with the plastic spikes on the floor, now digging into my feet with all the force my body weight could muster. As my legs were still tied, I could do nothing to alleviate the stinging sensations. My hands were guided to the back of my neck, and I clasped them together, awaiting the next torment.

It came soon enough. I jumped, as best I could under the circumstances, as I heard a soft click and felt the plug in me come to life. It was rotating slowly inside me, stretching my rectum in all directions. Involuntarily, I found myself moving in the direction of the plug. I must have looked like a deranged hula dancer, twisting my crotch in a vain attempt to relieve the pressure within. As I thrust forward, I felt a sharp pain run down my penis as a Master cropped it. Shifting backwards to avoid the crop, I gasped as a paddle cracked on my buttocks. Twisting to the right and left, I found more crops awaiting my thighs.

What followed was a wild dance of pain. There was no pleasure here for me, as the tears flowing down past the blindfold could attest. There was only a continual series of blows complementing the rhythm of the rotating plug. I cried out now, not caring how I sounded, seeking only to keep my balance and my hands behind my head. It was at that point I knew the depths of my depravity: I could have attempted to ward off the blows, especially to my stinging, burning penis; I could have safeworded without difficulty. I did neither: I was determined to endure the pain for the sake of my Masters. All thoughts of my own pleasure were gone. I realized there would be no pleasure or relief for me, only the pleasure of allowing my Masters to see the tears they had taken from me, along with my dignity, and the relief of tasting my Masters' semen and feeling them throb within me, even as their agent was doing now.

After an eon of blows, they stopped and turned the plug off. Without the guidance of the plug and the crops, I would have fallen over, had not two Masters held me up by my arms. As my legs were untied, I felt a cool lotion on my buttocks and thighs. I vaguely remembered my stipulation about the duration of marks, and hoped that the Masters had remembered, too. In spite of the pain, I could not suppress a moan of pleasure as a hand rubbed the soothing lotion on my still erect penis.

I felt a hand take hold of my left foot and lift it up. Then, a rough and slightly tight feeling, as a cord of some sort was tied around my big toe. I felt the cord being wrapped around my toes, over and under, then wrapped around my foot and around my ankle. As it wound its way up my calf, I felt my penis begin to drip again. I flexed my toes to feel the sensation, but a twist on my nipple told me that was the wrong thing to do.

As the cord reached my thigh, I was pulled to my feet with my legs spread. The cord went around my waist twice, then wrapped around my scrotum, separating the balls. Around the shaft it went, looping just under the head and back down, pulling my erection until it was pointing at the floor. Then around my waist again and between my legs from behind, wrapping around the stem of the plug and rubbing against my anus in a manner at once scratchy and delightful. Then around my scrotum again and around my right thigh, until both legs were wrapped in identical fashion, with a finishing knot around my right big toe. The cord was tight enough that it did not slip as I was forced to my knees. My hands were placed in front of me and I was pushed down until I was on all fours. I felt the collar being reattached.

A hand reached under me and rubbed my nipples erect. I drew in a sharp breath, but dared not allow myself to enjoy the sensations, for I sensed what was coming. Sure enough, the sharpness of nipple clamps again greeted me. I could feel weights dangling from them, then a slight tugging sensation as a cord was run from each clamp and tied around the head of my penis. A sudden tugging at my neck signaled that I had been put on a leash and was being summoned. As I crawled forward, the movement of my legs pulled my penis slightly backward, causing the nipple clamps to be pulled toward my legs as well. I barely noticed this, however, since the movement was causing the weights to swing freely and pull my nipples in all directions.

As I was led in darkness, I felt hands on me, some stroking my back gently, others smacking my buttocks and cropping the soles of my feet. I focused on following the leash as it took me around corners and slowly picked up speed. I did not know what would happen if I failed to keep up, but I did not want to find out. Once again, I felt the now-familiar sensation of subspace as my body became a series of pain sources radiating out, mingling and returning to their origins amplified by their compatriots in suffering.

How long or how far I crawled in that manner, I don't know. At some point, a tug on my collar told me to stop. The sudden pain that surged through my nipples as the clamps were removed brought me back to the here and now. I was raised to my feet and led to a frame of some sort. My legs were spread and tied to two posts. The upper part of my arms were tied to two posts that were lower than the others. The effect was to push my buttocks into the air and lower my head. A hand pulled the rope passing between my cheeks to one side, jerking my penis over painfully. The same hand pulled the plug out slowly, savoring my discomfort as it stretched my anus anew on its way out. I felt a dollop of lotion being rubbed in my anus, and, to my surprise, in my hands.

I felt a penis nudge each hand and instinctively took hold of them. I knew now why my hands were slick with lotion. I began to stroke each penis, slowly and gently. As I did so, I felt another Master slide into me slowly up to the hilt. He did not move...at least, not until a fourth Master placed his penis against my lips and I had taken him in my mouth. As I began wrapping my tongue around him, the Master behind me began rhythmic thrusts in and out. The Master in front of me took my head and moved me up and down on him in time. I felt myself join in the beat with my hands.

The Master in front was the first to climax, thrusting in my mouth with each spasm. The Master behind me pushed in deeply, but did not move as I swallowed and cleaned my Master's deflating penis. When he was flaccid, he withdrew from my mouth; at the same time, the other Masters also withdrew. I heard what I later realized were the sounds of condoms being removed and put on. Once again, I was penetrated, this time by the Master who had been in my right hand. As he drove into me and held his position, I felt two new Masters in my hands. From the warmth of the penis in my left hand, I knew he had been in my anus. The penis in my right hand felt new. Once all four were in position, the thrusting began and, once again, I was servicing four Masters at once.

A few moments later, the Master behind me slammed into me full force; the others froze as I felt him throbbing his release. As he pulled out and the others rotated, he slid the rope back over my crack. My penis was able to relax for a moment, but not for long. As the new Master began to penetrate me, more slowly this time, I realized with shock that he was driving the rope inside me. My penis was being pulled back toward him; though I had thought my rectum would be numb by now, it registered the roughness of the rope assaulting it. I squeezed both hands tightly, doubtless pleasing the Masters who were being pleasured by them. The cycle began again. I was an automaton, mindlessly pleasuring my Masters. When the one in my left hand squirted onto my hand, I barely noticed. I continued rubbing him, using his own semen as lubricant. As the rotation began again, I was moving into a dreamy stupor...until the sting of clips on my nipples brought me back to full awareness.

I cried out as fire shot through my nipples. These were much stronger clamps than I had experienced so far and were weighted. Every thrust into me caused agony to my chest. I was squeezing my hands uncontrollably with the pain. The Masters seemed to take no notice of this. When one of them again found relief at my hands, the clips were removed.

The pattern developed slowly: when a Master came in my ass, he would pull out the rope and move it out of the way. If the rope was already out, he would reposition it over my crack. Similarly, when my hands provided release for a Master, the nipples clips would be removed or put on. Thus my Masters guaranteed me continual pain even as I provided them continual pleasure.

I soon learned I could avoid the pain of the nipple clips by waiting until they were removed and then focusing on massaging only the shafts of the Masters' penises. My goal was clear: to avoid the hellish pain of the clips, I had to ensure my mouth and my ass did their jobs well. I began to concentrate on the Masters inside me. I spent more time tasting and caressing the head, running my tongue around and underneath the head and sliding up and down the shaft more languorously, making love to the penis rather than simply milking it.




24 Hours



At the same time, I began to take a more active role on the other end. When the Master thrust into me, I would squeeze my buttocks to hold him in a bit longer. As he pulled out, I would rotate my hips as best I could in my bound state to increase his sensations. I was no longer simply a sex toy for my Masters. I was their willing whore, using every trick I could to make them come. I suddenly had a new focus. No longer was this an experiment in pleasure for me. I had found within me the spark of submission that transcended gender and orientation. Male or female, straight or gay were no longer relevant terms. I was not their sex slave: they were my special responsibility. My purpose in life had narrowed down to this one task: to provide them pleasure. I had learned who I was: the Giver of Pleasure. 



24 Hours



24 Hours

It was cold out and yet we both walked as if we weren't covered in sweat from the intense workout we had just done. 30 minutes of cardio and 30 minutes of weights and we were spent. Yet we still walked side by side slow, like it wasn't freezing.

Strange how we seemed to park near each other on opposite ends of the row. I was in such a hurry to get there when I arrived I hadn't even noticed her car as I drove past it. I walked her up to her car and waited while she opened it and threw her towel in. As she turned around to face me it was like two magnets, we just stepped into an embrace and held each other. It was a most pleasant, sweaty hug a person could ever wish for. Desire proving the stronger of me, I lowered my open mouth to the backside of her neck and half kissed half suckled her neck. Even with a mouth full of hair it was still a most delicious kiss. 

She whispered be nice into my ear. I could only issue a low deep throated moan. I told her I'd play nice. And even as the words left my lips, my hand was finding the curve of her hips and sliding down the slope of her heart shaped ass cheek. The shorts she was wearing were loose fitting, thin and allowed me plenty of space to move them out of the way and feel her naked cheek. She giggled and it turned me on even more.

Out here in the parking lot, under the parking lights, we held each other. Needing each other. Each one not wanting to push the other too far, not wanting to temp fate or our own self control.

She's too irresistible, the urge to touch bare skin is very powerful. I have to reach down the back of her shorts and squeeze a perfect round ass. Its marvelous, a most amazing sensation that sends moans through my body. She moans her approval and it triggers that all too familiar desire to kiss her. To taste her mouth on mine, her tongue dancing with mine. It only took seconds to make the connection but it felt like slow motion as I lowered my lips to meet hers and the warmth of her mouth flooded mine. Her pillow soft tongue sliding easily along mine, twisting and turning in perfect rhythm. Sometimes our kisses take on a mind of their own. We lose ourselves in the kiss, the world melts away, time stands still. In that moment we lost track of time, our surroundings and anything else that wasn't her or I.

My hand on her skin made her squirm with pleasure. Her squirming made me excited with anticipation. I pulled my hand out of the back of her pants and dragged my fingers along her hips, up her waist to her soft tummy. She has the kind of stomach that makes my mouth water every time I touch her. I tremble with expectation just from the energy she gives off. I let my fingers linger around her belly button. She rises up on her tip toes and I instinctively slide my hand down as she rises up. I find the rim of her shorts and press my hand into her till my fingertips slide under the waist band.

Inside her shorts out in the parking lot her body next to mine. I half anticipated her to grab my wrist. To stop me. She didn't, I continued on. I could feel her warmth through her panties. I wanted to touch her so bad. I continued on my decent into her shorts. I could feel her squirm the lower I got. It was as if I was no longer in control of my hands, they were being guided by her body. What she wanted I was willing to provide. What she needed I needed. I found that tender location and slowly applied pressure. We both froze in a moment of true understanding. This felt good.

I could feel her wanting me. I could only hope she felt how bad I wanted her. My hard on pressing into her side should have been enough of a hint. But for me, this wasn't about my physical needs or desires, this was about me touching her, feeling her moisture increase with each finger stroke. This was about me wanting to feel her come around my fingers right here, right now. I begged her, with a whisper in her ear. Please let me touch you. I was rewarded for my brazenness with her saying okay. She stepped away from me for a second to toss her keys onto her seat and then she returned to me.

My hand began caressing her body again and this time I didn't bother with her waist band this time. Her shorts were loose and her legs were cold so I warmed them up with long strokes of my hand. Quickly the strokes focused underneath her shorts. I found her warm and waiting. My fingers slid under her panties and found her skin to be even more electrifying then ever. The energy of my sexual desire was pouring off of me into her and she was returning it a hundred fold.

I slid my fingers between her legs. I was tasting her with my finger. She was so warm and inviting, I had to remind myself not to rush. I didn't want to cause pain only pleasure. I touched gently trying to entice more moans out of her. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me into her. I pushed hard. It was as if the further into her I pushed, the more excited she became. I could feel the moisture beginning to pour from her. I wanted more. I slid my finger back and forth along her opening until there was more then an abundance of excitement spread around, until my finger slid easily along the surface of her lips. Her moans urged me on, pushed me further inside her. I obliged both hers and my wishes. I entered her with just one finger and was rewarded with her grasping on to me tighter.

This woman makes me lose control, makes me lose my mind in sheer desire and passion. She has a way about her that taps into the very core of me, releasing every single romantic and sexual emotion I've ever had. In this moment, at this time, all I could think of was feeling her body grab hold of me finger and feeling the shudders of orgasm ripple through her body. I had a one track mind.

I slid my finger up inside her as far as I could reach given the angle we were at. She leaned into me and began to grind into my hand. Her whimpers of yes and oh were more then encouraging to me. I curved my finger so I could reach back up inside her, searching for that tender spot to achieve my ultimate goal. Her panting confirmed my actions were the proper ones. I caressed her softness, her warmth with slow determined circles. Back and forth I rubbed my finger inside her, using my hand to apply pressure to her tender button on the outside. My finger found soft ridges on the inside that made her whisper yes, right there in my ear. Her breath in my ear was like a jolt of adrenaline. I wanted her to come for me, I needed it.

I echoed her sentiments asking her right there, you like that yes. She could only moan yes back to me. I rubbed more intensely. I focused my attention on that wet spot that made her clench into me. I begged her to come for me. Please baby, please I want to feel you come. I want it to feel good, yes I want to feel you come on my hand, make my fingers wet. She continued to moan and pant into my ears. She whimpered a sound that I took to be yes, oh my god yes. One last plea from me, Baby I want you to come for me, show me how good it feels, come, come hard. She squealed into my neck and I felt the flood of her satisfaction, a warm sensation of pure thank you. I kept my arm around her, holding her close to me allowing her to fall into me, spent. I continued to rub and play in the mess I helped her create. I've never felt anything more delicious then her moisture. Slowly her breathing slowed and she was able to stand on her own. I held her close anyway.

Finally I pulled my hand out of her panties, with her essence completely coating my fingers. As I looked into her dreamy eyes and watched that satisfied smile appear on her face, I slid two wet fingers into my mouth and tasted the fruits of my labor. Her aroma alone is intoxicating. Her taste is clean, even after an hour of sweating, she still tastes so fresh and clean, so womanly. I dared not suck all of her from my hand, I needed to have her scent remain. Call me strange but I find her scent heavenly. She's like a drug that soothes and calms while sending the emotions and hormones into over drive. I inhaled her pheromones from my finger and I hoped she truly felt as good as her body smells like she does.

It felt like we had spent 24 hours there in that parking lot. I felt as if days had passed. The whole time took mere minutes, less then a minute. It felt like a lifetime to me. I usually know what she's thinking like she so easily reads my mind. We share a common wave length of happiness. She still rewarded me with the greatest ego stroke she could ever give me. I can't believe you made me come in 30 frickin seconds. She, in that one sentence, made me feel like the single most special man on the entire planet. 24 hours for me in 30 seconds for her. 

It was a mutually beneficial moment. Not only did I get to touch her, not only did I get to taste her, but we maintained a sense of discipline, no clothing was removed, no sexual body parts were intermingled, yet she was able to achieve satisfaction. She came for me and I felt it on my hands, throughout my entire body. 

One last kiss and she was in her car and driving away. Back to her reality as I was to return to mine. A moment of bliss in the midst of personal chaos. Our own personal little black hole where we are drawn to each other in an irresistible gravitational pull. She with the moist panties and oozing fluids, me with the scent of her body as my personal reward. We part physically, knowing we will never be separated mentally and emotionally. In the icy cold of the night, we found the heat of passion and made the most of it. 



24 Hours (2:00pm-5:15pm)



Author's note: Though this part of 24 Hours starts at 2:00, when the gentleman had left to get blackberries, in the prior segment, this story will actually begin at 3:00, as we find the lady waking up. Thank you to all my friends and all the fans... for voting, commenting, but most of all for reading this series. It holds a special place in many online couples' hearts. Thank you to the works of my editor gotwood49, who makes my writing better. RedHairedandFriendly.

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Waking up to the sounds of rattles and bangs, my eyes open to gaze upon the time. 3:00. The iridescent green numbers scream back at me. My body newly charged, I pull the blankets off, feeling the stickiness between my legs. Slipping on my robe, I move into the kitchen. Breathing deeply, I smell the baking scent of a freshly done pie. A smile crosses my face as I see my lover coming up the hall. "The blackberries, I presume."

"Oh, but of course, that, and perhaps for something else, later." He walks up to me and places a light kiss on my lips. The taste of blackberry juice still lingers on his tongue, so I enjoy a quick stroke of its sweetness. 

"Mmmm... I can only hope the pie tastes just as nice."

He touches my lips with the pad of his thumb. "We'll have it later tonight. Right now, there is a lovely afternoon matinee, and I wish to go watch it with you. It starts at 3:45, so if you would like to shower first, we have plenty of time."

Grinning mischievously, I wink at him. "Care to join me?"

"You know, if I do... we won't see the matinee." Patting the cheek of my rear, he sends me off to take my shower, while he restores the kitchen to order.

Climbing into the steamy water, the curtain pulled tightly closed, I recall the memories of our time, so far. I had awakened to the feel of an arm upon me, and knew I had been dreaming. Then I had felt the brush of fingers against my breast. Remembering the shock that had elicited in me, I had shivered, as the rush of our first touches and kisses brought us to a heady love session. We both had known that we only had these moments; the next 24 hours to live, laugh, learn and love. We had savored them so far, only wasting a few moments on much needed rests. 

We had enjoyed a morning shower, the memory of which brings a sexual throb to my being, and I feel my sex moisten. Running my hands over my skin, I can still feel his arms around me. The water had flowed over our bodies, as we had enjoyed each other once more. Then, over breakfast at the little cafe where my friend works, our passion had continued to consume us, with my erotic motions upon his shaft; as well as when he consumed my soul and body in the alley. Our passion continued to burn, as he loved me in the dress shop. 

As I towel off my body, the emotional pain of when I had thought he had left me; that our dream was over, still brings tears to my eyes and knots to my stomach. When he had reentered the room and I realized that he was still with me, my heart had soared high above me, and I wept with longing. Again, he loved me with pure tenderness and care, giving to me the gift of his heart, as well as a gift of sensuous pleasure. His humor still showed through, as he kissed me to sleep and left to gather blackberries. Chuckling to myself, I wrap the towel around my body, as the present moment returns to me.

I go back to my bedroom, and quickly put on the dress that I had purchased at the shop earlier. Smoothing it down, my fingers touch and caress the fabric, remembering once again. Slipping my feet into my sandals, I head back to my lover. He smiles at me and takes my hand, kissing it softly, as we leave the house once more. Again we are greeted by my friends and neighbors, seemingly as if they have known him forever. Arriving at the matinee, he purchases tickets to the latest drama, and before we go into the dark room, we select a soda and popcorn to enjoy.

The theatre is dark as we enter, the screen black. Tiny lights line the walkway of a raised floor. The air is cool, and his hand is resting against my back. I sip some of the soda as we look around, letting our eyes become acclimated to the darkness. We can see a small sprinkle of viewers here and there. Looking up higher, figures move in the projection booth. "I always wanted to watch a movie from up there," I tell him.

"That would be fun, wouldn't it?"

Nodding, we head toward the highest seats, then to the center. "This is close to the same view they have," I whisper softly, as the previews for upcoming new releases begin to run across the screen. Placing my hand on his thigh, I lean over, whispering to him, "I love matinees. They are so quiet. Many people choose to attend the movies on the weekends, but for me the quiet theatre on a weekday makes it more enjoyable to see and hear the movie. The noise is less, the lines are shorter..."

"The tickets cheaper," he winks, as he interrupts me.

Pinching his ribs, "Yes, the tickets are cheaper." We laugh and settle quietly against each other, as the Drama flick begins. 

We watch the movie, enjoying the banter of the hero and his damsel in distress. The film progresses as I feel his hand toying in my hair, and we munch on popcorn and drink our soda. I feel at peace with him. Though only a few couples are in the area with us, we are the only ones at the top. A couple sits five aisles down and to our left, another quietly watches the movie from the center of the room. A third couple views the film from the third aisle up from the screen, and a lone man sits in the first seat, closest to the exit door.

Releasing my foot from my sandal, I run my toes over his leg, as his finger begins to slide over my neck. My hand rests on his thigh, and my breasts are pressed against his side. Resting my head on his shoulder, my drink sits long forgotten in the cup holder. I take my eyes from the movie and run my finger up his leg, slowly sliding a path along his inner thigh. He shifts in his seat, then kisses the top of my head. I turn my face to him. His lips descend softly onto mine, where they rest, soft and light. 

My other hand moves to caress his jaw, as our heads tilt and our kiss deepens. "Mmmm..." I murmur. "Buttery." Licking his lips, I take them in again, and twirl my tongue along with his. My fingers trail down his chest and back up to his neck. My mouth moves down to kiss the opposite side of his neck, while the pads of my fingers rub back and forth across his skin. I turn myself towards him more, the bar between our seats hampering my movements. 

I rise partially from my seat and slide quickly over to his lap. I can feel his arousal against my hip, and his arms around my waist hold me to him. Draping one arm along the back of his chair, the other I use to open a few buttons of his shirt, where my palm dips in and plays with his nipple. He nuzzles his face into my breasts as my lips touch the top of his head. His hand spreads, burning sensations of heat along my thigh, and up around my ass. 

Sitting back just a bit, I run my hand down his shaft, and across his balls, feeling them leap at me. Leaning over to him, I whisper, "I would love to kiss you right now."

He smiles and pulls my head to his. His tongue drives into my mouth. The two of us dance, stroke, and slide, merging as one. Moaning against each other, the sound of the movie drowns out our lovemaking. Lifting my head from his lips, I tell him, "Not there, my love." My hand presses against the hard shaft that is covered by his shorts. He smiles wickedly. I watch hungrily as he opens his shorts for me. My ass shifts here and there, to better accommodate him. 

He lifts the hard rod from his boxers and holds it, as my fingers slide over the head. He watches my thumb press over the front of it, while his hand begins to stroke it slowly. I slip myself to my knees, and he opens his. The space between our row and the row ahead of us is tight, but I wiggle myself close to him. My breasts rest on the chair, as I watch his marvelous cock jerk towards me. Untying the straps of my dress, my breasts are free. The soft glow of light barely reaches us from the projection room.

I lift my breasts, putting them on display for him. He sits closer to the edge of his seat. I run my left nipple over his cock, then the right, before watching him guide his hard thick shaft between my bosom. The head of his cock peeks out, and I bend my head down to trail my tongue over the tip. I slowly lick the tightly swollen skin, as I begin to slide my breasts along his erection. Feeling the firm strokes against the twin globes of my body, I lift them up and down, mimicking the movement he is making. I hear his groan of pleasure. "Oh yeah, Hon." Smiling at him, though I can't see the color of his eyes, I know they have darkened because of the desire he is experiencing.

Grinding my nipples into the pubic hairs of his sex, my breasts separate slightly from each other, so my mouth can descend down, grasping the tip of his wet cock. Sucking the pre-cum, swallowing the liquid, my moan speaks of my love for him. He takes his hand away from the base of his cock, and presses my tits around it again. This time I watch as his hips drive up and drop down. My pussy is slick and only becomes more so, as with each thrust up, I lick the head. Faster he moves, and harder he pushes between my breasts. "Yes," I hear myself moan, "Ohhh, Mmmmm.. yes. Use my tits." My breath is faster as he holds his cock between my tits and uses the pads of his thumbs to stroke the hard nipples. 

"My love, use your body," he whispers. "Love it with your fingers. I want you to cum." 

Though his words are only a whisper, they roar in my ears, and I do as he tells me. Using two fingers, I drive them deep into my sex. I pound them in as he pushes the tip of his cock out between my breasts, fucking me fast and squeezing them tight. My fingers curl, scraping the walls of my body, as I force them in deeper, my tongue still circling and tasting his juice. I feel my pussy tighten on my hand. My head falls back, and he knows that my cum will soon flow freely from my body. He grabs my hair, and pushes my head onto the full cock. My breasts fall away as he drives my mouth, deep. Still stroking my sex, my tongue works and caresses his firm shaft, until, together we cum, both of us moaning as the passionate waves of pleasure rush over us. The spasms of our body are like the tides of the ocean, rising and falling with each pump of his hips and each throb of my wet, juice covered lips. 

I can hear his words of love, as his hand strokes my hair. Closing my eyes, I lick the slick surface of his cock, and the moist juice from his balls. Rising up, his hand cups my chin and he bends closer. Our lips touch. Tongues mate, then retreat, then mate again. Sighing into him, I feel his arms embrace me, as the dance they play brings more drops of juice from my body.

Settling back in my chair, I watch him through the dim light of the projection room. He places his wet, semi-hard cock back into his shorts, and rubs his hand along the crotch, adjusting his sex for comfort. I press my hand over it, allowing my palm to once more begin stroking it. He moans softly. Then, taking my hand away and kissing it gently, he stands. The film isn't over, but we don't care. Together we leave through the upper door of the theater, and enter a long narrow hallway, not normally used for customers. I look around to see what way we are to leave, and turn in that direction. He pulls me back, placing a finger against my parted lips. I stay quiet, my eyes questioning him. Then he leads me to a partially open door. 

Walking inside, I see a young teenage boy operating the controls of the projector. My lover leads me into the room, and has me sit in an empty chair behind the open window. I watch, as the boy and my love leave the room. Then my lover returns, locking the door behind him. "Where is the boy?" I ask.

"He felt like he needed a break," he winks at me.

"Ohhh... did he?" I smile, and then stand up, the sounds of the movie projector still running. "How much did this break cost you... and how much time do we have?" Sliding my hands to his waist once again, I can feel the tip of his cock straining against the fabric.

"$100.00 and 15 minutes."

My eyes go wide. "$100.00!" My jaw drops and I hear a "Shhhh!!" come from the patrons below us. We both grin, and I hear myself giggle, "Well, we had best make the most of these 15 minutes."

"Oh god, yes!" He growls as he opens his pants again, and pulls out his cock. 

My pussy, still moist from before, but cooled, is on fire again. The hard shaft before my eyes makes my mouth water and my pulse beat hard in my heart. Pulling me to him, I feel his cock against my stomach. He turns me around and seats himself in the chair behind me. At his urging, I lower myself onto his lap. Shifting himself so he is somewhat reclined, I feel his cock press against the lips of my sex. Moaning quietly, I lift my ass and let the firm muscle slide into my slick sex. His fingers press into my hips and drive me hard and fast. Each push is deeper. Each one, more pronounced then the other. 

Biting my lip, my finger moves to rub at my breast. I use the other to slide to my clit, pressing and pulling against it. I close my eyes. As if sensing it, I hear him tell me, "Open them, and watch your movie." I smile as I watch the film. The couple are making love. She is trailing kisses down his chest, her head disappearing beneath the screen. The movie continues, the camera now on his face, as he leans back, his features contorted in pure pleasure. Watching this, I feel my lover's head hit the spot that makes me call out his name. "Yesss!" I yell, my scream given at the same time the actor's face contorts in one final moment of passion. My own body gives up its orgasm, as my lover sits up and bites my shoulder. His shot of cum fills the cavern of my pussy and I feel my body begin to heave and quake above his. 

"Oh my god!" I call out as the orgasm continues to spiral around me. 

His tongue licks the red flesh that I know he has left. His bite was hard, somewhat painful; but at the same time purely full of pleasure. As I ride his cock, slowing my movements, his licks become small kisses. Soon I feel the cool air hit my swollen, hot pussy. My lover pushes me upward, and stands behind me, his hands on my hips, my pussy slowly releasing his cock. I feel the moisture run along my thigh as he pulls away from me. As we watch the end of the film roll, we hear a, "Hey, Mister?" from behind the closed door. Turning, my face a blush of pink and red, my lover's cock hidden once more, I unlock the door. We join hands and leave the theater. Silent whispers and stares are given to us as we leave. I recognize some of the people that were in the theater, as I had yelled out my passionate, "Yes!"

As we move outside, the sun is slowly descending. The time on the building across the street screams 5:15pm. I grasp his arm and we move away, ignoring the hour, and only looking for those ahead of us. "What would you like to do, now?" he asks me.

I look up to him and say, "Doesn't blackberry pie and brandy sound nice?" 



24 hours



Lena

Mid January we arrive, frustration from the train journey tinged with anticipation, teasing and lust only tempered by getting lost on the walk between the station and your flat. You return home from work and are amused to find us huddled together against the cold. Shyly I introduce Katie to you, and you're taken aback by her natural exuberance and enthusiasm for you -- the person she has never met before, but has heard so much about. My master. 

As you unlock and open the door I'm tempted to hang back, I'm uncertain what the next twenty-four hours are going to hold and I'm unsure how to respond to being in the company of two people that I find so attractive, that I've lusted after for so long. Katie, as if sensing my uncertainty looks back at me and smiles, interlacing her fingers with mine and leading me over the threshold. Once the door is closed I turn to kiss her and you watch, amused, as my hands snake under her top and her tongue finds its way into my mouth. Yes, you're my master and I want you, but I've spent the whole train journey in her company and her flirting is intoxicating. 

I pull her jumper up and over her head, then followed by her t-shirt, and my hand slides down into her jeans as I unhook her bra. Bored of watching the show, suddenly your hands grip my wrists and pin my hands behind my back. With your spare hand you reach down and unbutton my jeans, sliding both them and my underwear down my hips. I step out of them as your hand runs down my newly shaved pussy, brushing between my legs. My arms still pinned behind my back, you slide your hand up underneath my t-shirt and undo the clasp of my bra as Katie unzips your fly. When all three of us are standing in the hallway in various stages of undress, you pick me up and carry me into the bedroom, placing me on the floor just next to the bed. I perch on the edge, a slight smile playing on my lips, looking up at you and awaiting orders from either one of you. Katie watches, trying to gauge the dynamics of the master/slave relationship as your right hand wraps itself around my throat and squeezes slightly, the fingers of your left hand tracing around my lips, parting them and presses into my mouth. I've been here before. I know what you want.

I shift my position round so that I'm lying on the bed, my head facing towards the foot; feel your hands close around my shoulders and you pull me sharply downwards so that my head overhangs the edge. I know what's coming and I close my eyes with a sharp intake of breath. I feel the muscles in my neck and upper back tense as I am forced to support the weight of my head by myself. Katie watches, wide-eyed as you start to feed your cock into my willing mouth, and I begin to lubricate it with my saliva. My eyes are closed as she positions herself between my legs and grips hold of my thighs to part them and keep them spread. Your cock fills my mouth, stretching my lips apart slightly and I start to tease the head with my tongue, enjoying the feel of smooth skin against smooth skin, lubricated by saliva. I struggle to concentrate on the sensations of your cock in my mouth and your pleasure as I feel Katie's fingers stroke upwards between my legs, pausing and hovering over the opening to my vagina.

As you begin to thrust into my mouth, her fingers start to press inside me and are met by a sudden pool of warmth and wetness -- my moisture has yet to seep through and dampen the outside of my body. Her fingers run up between my labia, parting them and lubricating them with my own wetness. I try to pull away as I feel the coldness of her fingers rub around my clit, and then softly pull back the hood, exposing it to the air. 

You're thrusting into my mouth by now, and with each of Katie's movements my lips are gripping firmer around your cock, imagining that it is inside me. As if to mirror what I am imagining, her fingers probe inside me and I momentarily enjoy the sensation of being filled, both in my mouth and in my pussy, before her fingers hook upwards and press against my g spot. I try to gasp, but your cock is filling my mouth and restricting both my movement and my airway. As she presses again and again into my g spot I begin to whimper gently. I remember that I have to ask you for permission to come, but your cock in my mouth is unrelenting and asking for permission is physically impossible, much as I want to. You look down at my naked body, beginning to shake and quiver with pleasure. 'You don't have permission to come slave. Hold it.' 

I want to obey you sir. I try to force myself to focus only on the sensations of your cock thrusting into my mouth, trying to relax my gag reflex to enable you to fuck my throat. Katie's fingers are rhythmically working against my g spot and I can feel my orgasm start to build as she begins to lap at my clit, cat-like, teasing me with the very tip of her tongue. She is determined to make me fail, to force me to come without your permission. Her fingers gently increase their pressure holding back my hood, and with a knowing smile she closes her lips around my exposed clit and begins to suck. Pleasure cuts through me and I start to come instantly, pulsing around the fingers Katie has buried deep inside me and panting around your cock. Your voice hardens -- you are displeased with me. 'No, slave. You came without permission, and bad slaves need to be punished.'

As my body slowly stops writhing and my breathing and heart rate begin to return to normal, I'm vaguely aware of being shifted so that I'm once again lying fully on the bed. My head is lifted and supported momentarily and I see a flash of purple before my eyes are covered with silk. You knot the blindfold firmly behind my head before letting it fall again. 

For what feels like an age, nothing happens, and I'm overly aware of my body, of my breathing, of the warmth and wetness between my legs. Then something dull, slightly rough brushes across my left breast before pressure tightens around my nipple. For a few moments I'm euphoric, it's as if my nipple and my clit are directly wired into each other and I can feel the throbbing between my legs as well as in my breast. Then the pleasure turns into searing pain. You attach a clothes peg to my other nipple and once again I can't discern whether what I'm feeling is pleasure or agony. Katie's hair brushes across my stomach, then my breasts, as she leans over to kiss me on the lips, and as her tongue presses into my mouth her hands begin to play with my tortured nipples. Tracing her fingers over my areolae, then cruelly moving the clothes pegs and stretching my nipples away from my body. 

As my attention is being absorbed by the pain and pleasure in my breasts I feel a hand between my legs. Yours? Hers? I suspect yours, but I am stopped from my musing by the hand dipping into the moisture released from my previous torture and then smearing it across my breasts. Katie's hair brushes across me again as she reaches down to lick it off. I'm still reeling from the sensation when a hand reaches between my legs again and this time it stays there, pressing into my vagina and then sliding between my labia. As it brushes across my clit I moan and shift my hips upwards, trying to will it to stay there, but it moves down and pinches my labia sharply. I try to pull away from you as you stretch my labia out in turn, but firm hands on my hips prevent me at my from moving and my struggling is futile.

Pain cuts through me again, more intense this time, as you attach clothes pegs to each of my labia in turn. I yelp before fingers plunge into my mouth to stop me complaining. One of your hands snakes behind my neck, the other behind my knees, and you pick me up. My sensation feels as if it's been reduced to my nipples and my labia, the clothes pegs causing them to swing slightly, pendulous, with the movement of being carried.

You place me down on the floor and I am aware of the roughness of your living room carpet against the skin of my back before hands begin to pull and twist the clothes pegs again. You remove the clothes pegs from my nipples and labia and relief floods my mind as your hands massage my tender breasts. My punishment is over. My relief is short-lived as I become aware of pressure, something hard pressing insistently against both my opening and my lips, simultaneously. Shaking slightly I spread my legs and open my lips, allowing the intruding forces to enter my body. Your hardness pressing inside me as you fuck my pussy, the slight plasticy taste as Katie's strap-on presses repeatedly into my mouth. Each time she presses forwards into my mouth I can smell the slightly musky scent of her wetness, and I realise that she's rubbing her clit whilst fucking me. 

Your cock is pressing into me, starting to pick up pace now, and I begin to raise my hips to meet yours, when both you and Katie pull out of me. Then I am filled again, this time by Katie pressing into my vagina. As you start to press your cock into my mouth you lean over and whisper into my ear 'Make sure you get me nice and wet'. I taste myself on your cock as you press into my mouth, and Katie presses the strap-on firmer into my g spot. I'm on the edge of coming when both of you stop suddenly and pull out of me again, and I whine. 'Please sir... I need to come sir...'

You untie my blindfold and suddenly everything is too bright and I'm forced to close my eyes again. You order me to stand and move over to the table, which I do, shakily, bending over it, breasts and hands pressed flat against the table top. Katie bends over and starts to kiss down my sides, stroking her hand up through my lips, gathering moisture. 'Silence, slave.' You order and I whimper and lower my head as I feel her finger begin to circle my arsehole and press in slightly, her other hand reaching round and teasing my clit. Slowly I begin to relax and focus on the sensations in my clit as her fingers begin to enter my arsehole, pressure building but not overly painful, stretching me outwards and lubricating my arse with the moisture from my cunt. She stops, and pulls out.

I feel her move away and she is replaced by you, your erection pressing against my arse. I whimper again, I want you to press into my pussy and feel you push into my g spot, not take my arse, but I remember your orders and stay silent. You lean forward and kiss my neck slowly, seductively, and I stop tensing up as you press again against my arsehole. I begin to take you inside me, pulsing around your cock as I force my muscles to relax and accommodate you. Slowly you thrust into me, and as I become accustomed to the fullness of you inside me I begin to press back against your hips as well. Again and again you thrust into me, and Katie slips round to the side of me and resumes her teasing of my clit, lubricating me with wetness from her own pussy. 

As my hands try to grip the smoothness of the table I am overwhelmed by sensation -- you stretching my arse, plunging deep inside me, Katie's slippery fingers pinching and rubbing my clit. The pleasure builds and I'm on the verge of coming when I feel you grip my hips tightly and your cock starts to pulse as you come. My knees buckle and I collapse onto the forwards as my punishment comes to an end. 

Katie

The rope wraps around my wrists as you tie them to opposite sides of the door frame, forcing me to stand and remain standing in the same position regardless of what happens. You order me to stand, legs spread -- Lena is to kneel between my legs and follow your instructions to the letter; neither of us have permission to come until you grant us it. Hands behind her back, Lena slowly begins to lick the tops of my inner thighs, kissing them slowly and gently and glancing upwards momentarily to check my reaction. She moves to spread my labia until you bark 'No, slave. No hands.' My eyes are closed by now and I gasp as I realise she is using her nose and tongue to part me instead, her tongue flicking briefly inside me before she begins to work her way upwards.  

I try to shift my position so that her tongue will touch my clit, but she carefully avoids that area, licking around the edges of my hood before moving back down to suck on my labia and delve into me with her tongue, tasting my growing wetness. 'Please sir, I want more' I beg, and am rewarded by Lena pressing two fingers deep inside me. I start to shake and moan slightly as her fingertips massage my g spot, thrusting in and out of me. I feel my orgasm begin to build as she slides first three, then four fingers inside me, stretching me, filling me. 

Just as I am on the brink of coming you order Lena to stop and stand up so that you can check how wet we both are. She obeys, wincing with obvious discomfort after having knelt for so long, but all I can really think about is the sensation in my pussy and how badly I want to come. I moan as you run your fingers between my legs, pressing your fingers inside me, and buck my hips, trying to persuade you to begin teasing my g spot where Lena left off, but you refuse and remove your fingers as quickly as you inserted them. I almost cry with frustration as I watch you slide your fingers easily inside her and begin to thrust them in and out as your thumb rubs against her clit. As you pull out of her you whisper something in her ear, and, quivering slightly, she takes her place kneeling between her my legs again. 'Beg, slave.' You say.

Lena's fingers press inside me again, roughly this time, and as my orgasm builds I obey your command -- beg her to continue, to use her tongue on my clit, to suck and bite me until I can't take it any more. I gasp sharply as I feel her fingers leave my vagina and slide backwards, coming to rest against my arsehole and beginning to press inside me there, but my initial shock and discomfort is replaced by my orgasm washing over me as she pinches my clit with her other hand, pulling it gently away from my body. Lena stands and kisses me, hand still stroking between my legs as you untie my arms from their restraints. 

My hands feel like lead and my cunt is still aching from the feeling of emptiness as I shuffle into the bedroom after you and Lena and sit down, legs apart and exposing myself to the pair of you as I begin to stroke between my labia, feeling the combined wetness of myself and of Lena's saliva. I watch as you order her to remain kneeling, and she tilts her chin upwards towards you. You lean down and kiss her, then press your fingers against her lips, forcing them inside and stretching her lips open. You quickly replace your fingers in her mouth with a dildo gag, which you buckle tightly behind her head. I can feel my clit begin to tingle with anticipation already as I realise what lies in store for me. 

You lift her up onto the bed and she lies down, breathing heavily. I squat over her face and spread my labia, then lower myself down onto the thick plastic cock. You watch, erect again now, stroking yourself as I begin to rock back and forth, gasping as the dildo hits my g spot. I close my eyes and imagine I'm riding your cock as I begin to thrust harder, pinning Lena's hands down so that she is unable to pleasure herself while I fuck her face. The dildo presses again and again against my g spot and I feel the muscles in my legs tense momentarily before I come, hard, crying out from the intensity of my orgasm. With difficulty I lift myself off the dildo before collapsing, shaking, on the bed beside Lena.

Martin

Still stroking my hand up and down my erection, I walk over to the bed and unbuckle the dildo gag from you, smiling slightly as you move your jaw experimentally, trying to recover from the pressure of the gag. Then I order the pair of you to kneel down, ignoring the discomfort you must be feeling from having previously spent so long on your knees, and the fact that Katie is still shaking from her orgasm. You start to plead 'Please sir, please can I suck your cock sir? Please can I taste your come sir?' I grant you permission and you slowly begin to take my head into your mouth, warm and wet. I wrap my fingers in Katie's hair and pull slightly, and she begins to alternate between stroking and licking my shaft. 

My breathing quickens as you start to suck on me, exerting pressure as your tongue teases its way round the underside of my head, flicking gently across it and trying to locate where I am sensitive. Katie's attention shifts downwards and I feel her begin to tease my balls with her tongue, trying to engulf them with the warmth of her mouth. Without warning I thrust into your mouth, hearing and feeling you gag as I hit the entrance to your throat. I maintain the pressure and press past your gag reflex, into your throat, and feel your muscles tighten around me as you try to swallow, only succeeding in making yourself gag again. I pull out of you, allowing you to breathe and swallow again, and your mouth is quickly replaced by Katie's, licking and teasing my head as you wrap your hand around my shaft and squeeze firmly, kissing my inner thighs. 

I reach down and begin to play with Katie's nipples, pinching them and pulling them away from her body. As she moans in pleasure and pain I begin to thrust firmly into her mouth, feeling her start to gag around me on each thrust inwards. As I feel the pressure build up in my balls I pull forwards to come in her mouth, not wanting to force her to swallow by coming nearer her throat. She coughs slightly as I fill her mouth, a small trickle escaping and beginning to run down her chin. You both await permission to swallow, but it doesn't arrive -- instead Katie leans over and kisses you, transferring my still warm come into your mouth. 'You don't have permission to swallow, slave'. 

You try to obey me, but I can see you're struggling to hold the mouthful of liquid, and you dribble it over Katie's breasts. 'Bad slave. Messy girl. Clean that up.' I order, and you reach forwards to lick the come from her nipples. I watch, entertained, as your tongue gently laps around her areolae, making the skin tighten and her breath shudder, her erect nipples becoming even harder at your touch. 

When her breasts are shiny with your saliva, I reach forward and take your nipples between my fingers, tweaking them sharply. 'Did you enjoy that, slave?' 'Yes' you mumble, and I frown at you. 'Yes, what, slave?' Without giving you time to reply I pin your arms behind you and begin to tie you into a butterfly harness, ignoring your objections and attempts to struggle. I tie a bullet vibrator into the design so that it rests upon your clit, then turn it on. You writhe and whimper slightly as soon as the vibration starts, but I simply shift you backwards so that you are propped in a sitting position against the headboard. 

I pull Katie towards me and begin to kiss her, my hands massaging her breasts and nipples, tongue dancing in and out of her mouth. Then I begin to trace my hands down her sides and across her stomach, coming to rest on the light covering of hair between her legs. I glance over at you, and see that you have closed your eyes. 'No, slave'. I move over to you and turn the vibrator against your clit up a notch. You are going to watch me fuck Katie, whether you like it or not. Turning again to Katie, I stroke my fingers between her legs and smile as she shifts her hips to impale herself on them. I lean backwards slightly and inhale sharply as she climbs onto me and wraps her legs around my back, before beginning to thrust back and forth. You are whimpering above the buzz of the vibrator as the sensation gets too much and you come, over and over again, but the feeling of Katie's warmth and tightness wrapped around my cock is too much for me to pay you that much attention. 

As I plunge in and out of her my orgasm builds and I come just as you start to plead for release. By way of response I simply thrust my softening cock into my mouth for you to lick clean. Then I shift you downwards so that Katie can once again straddle your face as you lick my come out of her. You struggle and thrust, trying to free your clit from the continual vibration, tasting Katie and I's combined fluids as you lap at her, working your tongue into the delicate folds of her labia. 




24 hours



Only once her and I are clean do I reach down and turn the bullet off; you're so exhausted that I have to support you as I untie you from your rope binding. As you slump against me, I kiss your neck and then you feel a thin leather collar being buckled around you. 'Good slave.' 



24 Hours



"Come on babe you lost the bet fair and square," he said walking into the bedroom where I was getting dressed for work. 

I glared at him. "I never expected you to win!" 

"I told you not to bet against me but you didn't listen. I'm the master baby! You can't beat me." 

"The master! Ok, Babe you can be the Chess Master." I said sarcastically. 

He couldn't contain his smile. 

"Not just the Master of Chess my sweet, sweet girl. The Master of you." 

God. He was so damn cocky. 

"For a whole 24 hours you have to do whatever I want you to. You can't say no. That was the deal." 

I rolled my eyes at him. "Ok. Fine. That was the deal." 

"I would like to start my 24 hours now please." 

"Seriously babe?" I whined. 'I have to get to work.'

He grinned at me "remember, you can't say no." 

He looked like a kid in a candy store contemplating all his choices. 

He walked over to where I was sitting on the bed. I was dressed in my bra and panties and rubbing lotion on my legs. 

I tried to ignore him when he stood in front of me but he wasn't going for it. 

He took off his boxers and his hard cock sprang out at my face. 

He grabbed my hands and pulled me up. Then switched places with me. 

He looked up at me and gave my stomach a soft kiss. 

His hands moved slowly up my body, tickling my sides. I squirmed a little. 

He moved his hands up to my tits. He took one in each hand and gently squeezed them. He was rubbing my nipples through the soft fabric. 

"Mmmmmm." I ran my fingers through his hair. 

He was gentle at first then his grip got tighter. 

"Ow babe." I said. 

"Take your bra off." He demanded. 'Do it slow.'

I could tell by his tone that he was going to take full advantage of his 24 hours. 

I undid my bra and let it fall off my shoulders and to the floor. 

He grabbed my nipples and started pinching them and twisting them. 

I bit my lip and moaned softly. 

It hurt but it was the good kind of hurt that made my pussy start to throb. 

"Mmmmm. Baby, be gentle." 

He smirked at me. "Hah! Not a chance."

When he grabbed my ass, he was definitely not being gentle. 

"Take off your panties and turn around so I can see your ass." 

I turned around slowly and wiggled out of my panties. Pushing my ass in his face. 

Smack. 

"Ow." I said, rubbing my bum. 

Another smack. 

I squeezed my eyes shut trying to wish away the sting his hand left. 

"Show me that pink pussy." He said. 

I bent over and spread my legs. 

"Wider." He grunted at me. 

I spread my legs further apart. 

At this angle he had a great view of my tits, ass and pussy. 

He gave my ass another smack. 

I whined at him. "Ow, baby." 

He kneeled on the floor behind me.

"Open your pussy for me." 

I spread my lips open for him. 

'Yeah, thats it baby.' 

'Oh...fuck...your pussy looks so good.'

He leaned forward and stuck his tongue inside me. 

"Oooohh." I moaned. 

He moved his tongue up and down my sweet folds stopping at my clit. 

Painstakingly slow his warm tongue licked it's way around my clit.

He used his finger to rub my lips and that sweet spot, when he applied pressure would stimulate my g-spot. 

"Ahhh. My God. That feels so good." 

I pushed my pussy into his face. 

'Oh, yeah baby. I love that.' 

I was moaning softly, enjoying the feelings he gave me.

He continued to tease me over and over never touching my clit.

Sliding his finger up and down and into me. 

I was so wet. My pussy was throbbing. I felt all my muscles tightening. 

I wanted to cum. 

I couldn't contain myself. 

It was the best kind of torture. 

When he sucked my clit in his mouth I let out a scream. 

He kept sucking my clit and fingering my pussy. 

That was all I needed.

"Oh baby, I'm gonna cum." I was moaning loudly and grinding on his face. 

I could hear his muffled grunts of encouragement. He held my ass down on his face and sucked my clit. I was screaming until the very last wave of pleasure subsided. 

When I stopped to catch my breath he stood up. 

His cock was rock hard. God. I wanted it.

When he looked at me he had this gleam in his eye. 

He was going to enjoy this. 

"Get on your knees and suck me." 

I hesitated for a brief second. 

"Now." He said and pushed me onto my knees. 

He loved dominating me and I admit I liked when he took control. 

I took his cock into my mouth and greedily started sucking him. 

I wrapped my hand around his cock and started stroking it and bobbing up and down on the tip. 

He grabbed my hands and held them down. "No hands." 

He shoved his cock into my mouth. 'Take it all baby. Don't take it out of your mouth until I tell you to." 

I went back to sucking him. 

Moving my mouth up and down his shaft and licking him with my tongue. Teasing the tip. 

I sucked his balls into my mouth and rolled them around with my tongue. 

I sucked them like I was trying to get everything out of them.

"Oh fuck yeah." He grunted. 'I love when you suck my balls.' 

He took his cock and was rubbing it over my face. 

Smacking my lips with it. 

He pushed it in my mouth and popped it out. 

Then he shoved it in my mouth. "Suck!" 

I did. 

"That's good baby. Just like that. Don't take your mouth off me."

He grabbed the sides of my face and started fucking my mouth. 

He would pull out for a minute and kiss me roughly on the lips and then shove my head back down.

I was gagging on his cock, my mouth spilling over. 

"That's it baby!" 

'Oh, damn you suck my dick so good.'

'Ahhhh...'

'baby...'

'I'm gonna cum...'

I was expecting him to cum in my mouth but that wasn't his plan. 

He pulled me up and pushed me down on the bed so that I was on my hands and knees. 

He moved behind me and pushed my head down. "I want your head down and your ass up." 

Once I was where he wanted me, he grabbed my waist and rammed his dick all the way into me. 

I let out a scream. 

He was so big that not having time to adjust to his size was painful. 

He didn't care. My scream seemed to make him want to fuck me harder. 

He started slamming into me. 

"Baby. Slow down that hurts." 

He went deeper. 

Hitting my cervix. 

I continued to wail as he continued to pound me. 

A combination of pain and pleasure. 

"That's it baby. Fuck me with your big dick." 

He was making his animal sounds now. 

Grunting. 

Moaning.

I knew he was getting close. 

"Tell me what you want." He asked grabbing a fistful of my hair. 

"I want your hot cum." 

'Please baby.' I begged. 

'Give me your cum. I need it so bad.'

He fucked me faster. 

"Oh fuck..."

'Oh my God...'

'Aahhhhh...'

'Here it comes baby.'

I felt him tighten up. 

He grabbed my shoulders and shot his load deep inside me letting out his last moans. 

He rested his head on my back his cock still pulsing inside me. 

"Wow, that was great." He said kissing my cheek. 

He stood up and slapped my ass. 

'I want you to leave my cum in there until it drips out. You can't wipe it away. You have to let it drip out. Got it?'

"Yes baby. I got it." I said. 

When we left for work he said, "expect a call from me sometime today" and gave me a soft, sensual kiss on my lips. You know the kind...that leaves you breathless. 

He walked away. 

I was in a meeting with my assistant when he called. I told her it was important and we could finish up later.

I answered my phone. "Hello." 

"What are you doing? He asked.

"I was just meeting with Carmen.

What's up?"

"You know what's up. I'm collecting on my bet." 

I laughed. "What are you talking about?" 

"I told you I would be calling today and I'm collecting on my bet so no more questions. Understand?" 

I bit my lip wondering what he had planned. 

"Lock your office door." 

I did. 

"Ok. Done." I told him. 

"I'm going to call you on video chat. Hold on." 

I answered my chat and there he was smiling ear to ear. 

"Hey babe. You ready?" 

"Ready for what?" I asked. 

"To perform for me." 

There's that cocky look again. 

"Ummm, excuse me." I said.

I gave him a look that said you must be crazy. 

"I want you to undress for me." 

"Babe, come on." I protested. 

He snapped at me. "Do it or I'm starting my 24 hours over again."

"Ok. Ok." I gave in. 

"I'm going to sit in my chair and watch you put on a show for me." 

I saw him lean back in his chair and put his feet up. 

"Ok. Proceed." He said. 

I thought to myself, as soon as I can I need to find something I can beat him at and even the score. 

I stood in front of my web cam. 

I slowly started to undress. 

First my blouse. 

I unbuttoned it slowly while looking into the camera, giving him my best fuck me face.

I took my blouse off and it fell to the floor. 

"That's nice babe. You look so sexy right now." 

I faced away from him while I undid my bra. 

I held my tits in my hands and turned around revealing them to him. I stood close to the camera and played with my nipples. 

"You like what you see?" I asked. I licked my lips and pinched my nipples harder. I moaned softly.

"Ohhh. That feels good but I wish you were here sucking on them instead." 

'Do you like my tits baby?' 

"Oh, you know I do. Now take your skirt off."

I faced the camera backwards.

I looked over my shoulder at him. "Excuse me Sir. My zipper seems to be stuck can you help me?" I wiggled my ass at him. 

I undid the zipper and took my skirt off. 

"Look at this ass." I gave myself a smack. 

I bent over and started rubbing myself. I was getting really wet. 

This was fun. Teasing him over video chat and him not being able to do anything about it. 

I moved my panties aside and ran my finger up my slit. I looked over at him and slowly licked my finger. 'So wet.' I said. 

'I bet you wish you could taste it.' 

I put my finger inside me and got it wet. I brought it up to my lips and licked it clean while I moaned softly never taking my eyes off him. "You want to taste my pussy?" 

"Take those fucking panties off." His voice sounded frustrated. 

"What's the matter baby? What's got you so frustrated? I hope it wasn't something I did?" I batted my eyelashes at him. 

"Get the fucking panties off now and stop making me tell you twice." He was snappy now. 

I didn't say anything to him. 

I just wiggled out of my panties. Shaking my ass towards the camera. 

"Stand up and turn around for me. I want to see your whole body." 

I did as he said. 

"That's my girl. Naked and ready." 

I could see him stroking his dick.

Bring the camera over to the rug and place it in front of the brown chair.

I did. 

"Ok. Now what?" I asked. 

"Sit down on the chair babe and get cozy. I want you to play for me."

I sat in the chair and put my legs over the arms. I was wide open. 

"How's your view babe can you see me?" I asked. 

"Can you see me?" He asked, stroking himself. His dick was so hard. 

"Mmmmm. I sure can." I licked my finger and circled around my clit and back down my lips. 

"I want your cock baby. I want to taste it. I want to suck it while I play with myself." 

I was rubbing my clit gently and fingering myself. 

"My pussy is so wet. It wants you baby." I licked my finger again sucking it like I would his dick. 

I grabbed my nipples and started squeezing them. I was moaning softly. 

"Is your dick hard for me baby?"

'Do you want to fuck me?' 

I held my pussy open for him. 

'Look at my pussy baby. See how wet she is? Don't you want to be inside her and feel her warmth all over your cock?'

He was stroking himself and watching intently. 

"Oh baby, keep talking to me." His mouth was half open and he was doing his Billy Idol lip. The one he does when he's super horny. 

I kept rubbing my clit nice and slow. Enjoying the sensations.

My pussy throbbing. My muscles tightening. I was so turned on. 

"Baby. I need you to fuck me."

'I want you to shove your big dick in me.' 

'I want you to fuck me so hard.'

'I want you to make me scream.

I can hear him moaning. 

'I want you to pull my hair and just fuck me baby.'

'I want you to smack my ass as you pound me.' 

'Oh fuck baby. I'm so fucking wet right now.'

He licked his lips. "Oh fuck..."

'Oh fuck...'

I can hear him breathing. 

"Cum baby." He said.

I started to rub my clit with more pressure and finger myself. I was so turned on I felt like I was having millions of mini orgasms.

My pussy was throbbing making all the muscles so tight. 

I bit my lip and continued rubbing my clit, moving my hips up and down.

"Ooohhhh baby." I cried. 'I'm cumming.'

'Oh...fuck...' I layed my head back and gave into my orgasm. My legs shaking and my hips bouncing up and down. 

I couldn't stop it. I was moaning and I didn't care if anyone in the office heard. I was lost in the pleasure of it all. 

I heard him start to grunt and moan. He was breathing so fast.

I opened my eyes to watch him.

I talked dirty to him. 

"That's it baby."

'Cum for me.'

'Give me all that cum.'

'Look baby, my mouth is wide open waiting for you.'

'Cum in my mouth.' 

'I want to swallow all of your hot cum and lick every delicious drop off of your dick.' 

He grunted again. I knew he was going to cum any second.

"Oh fuck." He leaned back in his chair and came all over his hand. There was a lot of it. 

He moaned softly as he enjoyed the last of his orgasm.

When he was done he looked up at me smiling. 

"I love you." He said. 'That was fun. We need to do that more often.' 

I laughed. " I love you too baby. I can't wait to see what else you have planned for your 24 hours."

"It's gonna be great." He said giving me that sly smile. 'Now get dressed before someone comes in your office looking for you. Geez babe." 

He chuckled. 'Talk to you soon. Bye.' He shut his camera down. 

"Well," I said to myself that was a nice interruption. I got dressed and went back to work. 

He got home first. His car was already in the garage. I called to him as I walked into the house. 

"Babe. I'm home." 

"In the living room." He yelled back. 

I took off my coat and shoes and walked into the living room. It was dark and the TV was turned on to the news. He was in his chair and he was naked. He had a drink in his hand. 

"Ummm. Hi babe." I said 'whatcha doing?'

"I'm waiting for you to get home. My dick needs to be sucked."

His cock instantly starting getting hard. 

'Get on your knees and get to it.'

I knelt in front of him. He pulled me into him and kissed me. He nipped my lip and pushed my hair aside to suck on my neck. 

His hand went down my shirt and he grabbed my breast. His lips went back to my mouth. 

When he was done, he didn't speak he just pushed my head down on him. 

I took him in my mouth slowly, inch by inch. Teasing him. Moving my tongue up and down his long dick. Licking his balls. I was going to make love to his dick with my mouth. 

I sucked his cock into my mouth and kissed it softly. 

I bobbed up and down on him. 

Slurping and sucking him. 

He just sat back in his chair and closed his eyes. I could hear him breathing.

I sucked his balls and stroked him. Sucking one ball and then the other into my mouth. 

I sucked the head of his dick like I was trying to suck it off. I twisted my hand around him, jerking him. 

I loved sucking his cock. I loved knowing I could please him and make him feel good. 

He came quickly. 

"Swallow all my cum baby." He held my head down on him.

I took his load in me and swallowed every last drop licking my lips. 

When I was done he kissed me and pulled me up. 

"Go fetch me some dinner woman. He slapped my ass and smirked at me. 

"I'll fetch you some dinner." I said, but only because you won the bet. 

He smiled at me. "Hey could you get me another drink too?" He handed me his glass. 'Thanks baby.' 

We had our dinner on the deck and there was wine. Lots of sweet, good tasting wine. 

I was waiting to see what he had planned for us next. 

It was like he read my mind. 

"Babe. There's something I've been wanting to try." He said. 

"What is it?" I asked excited. 

He stood up. "Come to the bedroom and bring the wine."

I grabbed the bottle and my glass. 

We walked upstairs. 

When we entered the bedroom it was lit with candles and there was a gift box on the bed. 

"For you," he said handing me the box. 

"Babe. What's this for?" 

"It's the something I was thinking about." He answered. 

"Ok." I said nervously. 

He handed me my glass "wait, have some more wine first." 

I took a long sip. 

"Hmmm. Has to be something you think I'll object to, that explains the wine."

'I'm curious.'

'Can I open it yet?'

He nodded his head.

I shook the package in my hands. "Hmmm. Sounds heavy." 

I slowly took the wrapping off the box. 

I was nervous lifting the cover off. 

When I opened the box there was a metal bar with cuffs attached. 

I looked at him wide eyed? "Is this what I think it is?" 

"Well it depends on what you think it is" he said. 

"Some kind of bondage contraption." 

I was examining it and trying to figure out how it would work.

"It's a spreader bar." He looked over at me with a spark in his eye. 

'We can use it to open your legs at the ankles or knees. It prevents you from being able to move. 

'Then we attach your hands to the bar.'

'I can fuck you, eat you, finger you until you scream and you can't do anything about it.'

He had the lustful look in his eyes. He waited for my response. 

The wine was working. "Sounds kinky" I stood up and took my clothes off. 'Ok. Do it.'

"Really?" He asked. He was grinning ear to ear. 

'Lay on the bed.' 

I did. 

He undressed quickly. His cock was already hard. 

He took the bar and strapped it at my knees. He cuffed my hands. 

I felt so vulnerable but it was also such a turn on. The spreader bar gave him access to my ass and pussy and they were both open for him to take. 

I knew his 24 hours would include anal. I had been mentally preparing for it all day but I wasn't prepared for wide open cuffed to the spreader bar anal. 

He didn't waste time. He dove down between my legs and went right to licking my pussy. 

He sucked my lips and tongue fucked me. 

He was like a wild animal. Lapping at my pussy. Sucking my clit. 

He bit my thighs. 

He fingered me. 

I was moaning so loudly. 

He's never eaten me like that. 

I had no defenses against him. 

I couldn't push him away. 

I couldn't close my legs. 

He tortured me. 

Eating me. 

Licking me. 

Tongue fucking me. 

I was screaming now. I couldn't take it. 

The feelings were so intense. He was bringing me right to the edge of orgasm and then he would stop and wait me out. 

He knelt at my legs and grabbed the spreader bar and slid his dick into me. He started out slow. 

In and out. 

Fast and then slow.

"Oh, God. That feels amazing." My pussy was throbbing on his cock. 

He looked down at me as he moved in and out, enjoying the sensations of my warm, wet, throbbing pussy. 

"Damn baby. Your pussy feels so good."

'Ahhhhh. It's so fucking tight.'

I loved how he fucked me. 

He hammered into me a few more times and then pulled out slow. 

'I'm gonna fuck you in your ass now.'

He didn't give me time to answer. He grabbed the lube and squirted it on my ass. 

"Baby. Be gentle, please." I begged. 

"I will but you need to try and relax. When your muscles are all tight it makes it hurt more." 

He rubbed some lube on his dick. 

He pushed up against my ass. Just rubbing his dick over my hole. 

He caressed my body as he forced me open to take him in. 




24 Hours



"Nice and slow," he whispered as he moved in deeper. 

'God, you are so tight.' 

He moves in another inch. 

"Oh, fuck that feels incredible,"

I thought to myself.

I was moaning softly. He took my moans as a sign to go all in and he did with another deep thrust. 

I snapped at him. "Holy shit babe! That's not gentle."

"I'm sorry, I got caught up. It feels so good," he said. 

He fucked my ass nice and slow. Enjoying my tight hole that I never let him have. 

"Oh, baby, yes that feels so good" I cried. 

He took the cuffs off. "Play with your clit baby. Make yourself cum while I fuck your tight ass." 

I started rubbing my clit. It felt amazingly good. I was close to cumming. 

"You like me fucking your ass baby?" 

"Yes. I love it." I said.

"You're such a dirty girl. You love being treated like a slut don't you?" 

I looked at him and nodded my head it was all I could do. 

"Say it." He demanded. 

"I love being treated like a slut." I said between moans. 

My finger was working my clit and he was fucking my ass slow and fast and deep. 

"Tell me what else you like. Tell me how you love to please me." He said. 

"I love to please you. I'll do anything to please you." 

"Including letting me have your ass whenever I want." 

He held my hands. 

I was so close to cumming I would have agreed to anything. 

"Yes, yes." I cried 'you can have my ass whenever you want it." 

"Promise." He said. 

"I promise you can have my ass whenever you want now please let me cum." I begged. 

He let go of my hands.

I started rubbing my clit again. He moved his cock in and out and that was it. I was off. 

"Oh baby, I'm cumming."

'Can you feel my pussy cum baby?'

I started to scream. The pleasure made more intense by the spreader bar. "Oh baby. I can't control it." 

"Don't!" He said. 'Just let go.' 

I closed my eyes and let the orgasm take over my body and mind. It was incredible. 

As I came he pumped his dick in and out. "I'm gonna cum up in your tight ass baby." 

A few more thrusts and his body shook. I felt his hot cum fill me up. He rocked his hips, giving me every last drop. 

When he was done he undid the bar and pulled me in close to him. 

"Get some sleep baby," he said. 'There's still more time on my clock.'

*****

Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed this story. I love comments and votes. ;)



24 Hours (5:15pm-9:30pm)



Author's note:Thanks to everyone for the kind comments concerning this series. Thanks once more to the man that makes my writing flow much better... gotwood49 

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I look up to him and say, "Doesn't blackberry pie and brandy sound nice?"

He looks to me like a kid in a candy store, as he grabs my hand and pulls me quickly down the sidewalk. "My kind of lady," he says.

I laugh, "Well, after today, I sure hope so."

He stops, pulls me up against him, and with whispered breath upon my lips tells me, "Don't ever doubt it." His lips capture mine and devour me, as my heart is stirred beyond words. "I love you, and I will miss you when this is over, but don't ever doubt us." His fingers touch my cheek and a kiss is given to my lips once more.

Hugging me close, we stand that way for a long moment, before he takes my hand in his. We walk towards the store, to purchase my lover's brandy. No more tears fall from my eyes as I hold his hand, and accept his love for me. The bell chimes overhead and we wave to the owner as we make our way to the back of the store. "What kind would you like?" he asks me, and I look at the array of bottles. "I haven't a clue," I reply.

He picks up a large bottle of brandy, then we move to check out. "Wait," I tell him. I walk away, open the cooler at the back of the store, then return to his side. Placing a bottle of soda beside his brandy, I loop my arm around his. My eyes roam over the brandy, then up to him. "Just in case," I tell him. He laughs, and we leave the store, once more hand in hand, each of us with pictures of the evening dancing in our head.

Deciding to take a different way home, we meander through the park. Passing people that have stopped to enjoy the setting sun, we find a vacant bench among the others. Young children play on the swings, and parents toss little ones into the air. Words are not spoken at this moment; my lover and I just absorb this place and this time together. Watching the sun find its home behind the trees, we watch the swans bob their heads into the pond below us. Wrapping my arm around his, my head resting on his shoulders, we stare at the two white swans. As they glide across the glistening waters, my heart reaches out to them. How I wish at that moment to be them; to not worry that when I swim away, my mate won't be there when I come back. They are mated for life, as am I. I am mated for life to the man beside me; my wish, my dream. Though we only have this time, we are still the matching set; the mate, to the other.

He places a kiss upon my head. The time is now after 6:00, as the sun has set and only the orange fiery glow remains. Standing up, we move away from the bench, the swans, and the young lovers that have now begun to emerge for quiet romps in the woods. I squeeze his hand and we use the park lights and the lights from the town to guide us home. 

The mood is still and melancholy as we enter the house. Touching my hands once more, he brings them to his lips. "Go and change, my love, into something elegant." I smile softly at him and turn to go, handing him my soda, then leave him to his own devices. Entering my room, I open the closet and select a long fuchsia gown. Removing my clothing, I slip on a pink thong, and a bright pink corset that ends under my breasts. Wickedly, I grin at my wantonness, and I wonder what he will think when he sees me. Picking up my gown, I step into it. The top of it rests just above my nipples. I know that if I lean too far over, the pink buds of my breasts will easily become exposed to his eyes. My fingers move to the side and I slide the zipper up my body. The slit in the gown runs from the floor to the middle of my thigh. 

Looking at my reflection, two thoughts enter my mind. I pull a tube of cherry lip-gloss from my dresser. I think about how I have heard that red lipstick circling one's nipple would be an erotic sight, but since I want my breasts suckled, I also want an inviting taste. Smirking to myself, I pull my breasts out, one at a time, from my dress, coating my nipples and areole with the slick lip-gloss. It shines on my skin. I know in time it will dry there, and my lover will find a tasty treat for his senses. The other thing I find myself doing, is reaching for my small gold scissors. I carefully pick away at the seam of the slitted gown. The threads, now broken, allow the seam to fall apart. I pick at the loose threads I've created, then admire the new length of the slit along the sides of the gown. As I move in front of the mirror, a hint of my ass can be seen if I move my legs in certain ways. Sitting on the bed, my legs resting as if the table were there, the slit is now high enough that my gown lies almost open. A chill runs through me as I shiver over the erotic scenes that play in my mind.

Shaking out of my thoughts, my feet take me to the dining room. A feast fit for a king is set upon my table. Candles flicker across crystal goblets. Greek salad fills our bowls. As I turn at a noise to my left, I see him, standing there, his eyes devouring my body. Mine return the favor, as I admire him in his tuxedo. I am reminded of a talk we had, of how we would one day have a dinner like this, formal and intimate. It would have been just like this, and I know that for all we will face in the ending hours, this dinner and the times we spend together will be remembered for all time. 

Taking my hand, he leads me to my seat and assists me into it. A feathery kiss caresses my shoulders as he moves me against the table and then seats himself beside me. Our knees touch; our feet press against each other. "It all looks lovely," I say. 

"As do you," he whispers to me, lifting my hand, bringing it to his lips and then tenderly kissing it. Our meal begins, and conversation moves gently over our lives. We touch base on our pasts. Not the recent years, that involve why we cannot be together, but we talk of our lives as children and as teens; when life seemed so free of troubles and worries, and one was always in a hurry to reach the next birthday. We both laugh, as we agree that neither one of us look for those next birthdays. 

Wine is consumed as he serves our main dish of veal and steamed vegetables. I laugh as a small head of broccoli drops between my breasts, and within seconds his mouth is there to capture it, then lick his way back up to my neck. His eyes sparkle as he moves back to his chair. Now he watches me more closely, waiting for the next piece of food to fall. Oddly enough, by the time our main course is finished, several pieces of vegetables had toppled from my fork.

"Let's dance," he says suddenly, as we move from the table. 

My eyes lift. "Dance?" A look of confusion crosses my face. "Did you not want your pie?"

"Later," he smiles, as he takes my hand in his once more. We walk to the back of the house, and out through the patio doors. Once more I am moved by my lover's thoughtfulness and romantic nature. Small candles are lit around the patio deck. They are lit on both sides of the walkway that goes into my flower garden. What I hear is the music of love and romance filling the air. He leads me to the gazebo, entwined with twinkling lights. "How?" I ask, curious as to how he could have prepared all this. 

"Wishes and dreams, my love." He pulls me into his arms and we dance. Our bodies sway gently, as we hold each other. The warmth of his hand on my back moves through my dress, as he presses it against me. I feel his muscles beneath my own hand as it holds onto his arm. Our fingers intertwine as he glides me around slowly, with determined steps of seduction. The music caresses our souls as the wind cools the heated desire against our warm skin. Nothing, however, is enough to cool the inner fire that is burning the both of us. 

Taking my hand from his chest, he tenderly kisses each finger, before sliding one of them into his mouth and sucking gently. I whimper softly, my lip trembling ever so slightly. I stand up on my toes and kiss him, with pure love; no rushed movements, just this moment to taste him. His hand moves to my side and up my leg, the slit giving him complete access to my thigh, ass and hip. I tremble as shivers run across my skin. Our bodies pressed tightly to each other, we turn to go towards the house. Again he stops, and pulls me to him. 

It is as if we cannot get enough of this; these stolen moments to touch and love and hold. I can tell, this time we will not make it back to the house. The teasing touches from dinner and from our dance, the stolen hints of flesh that have been tantalizing him, are too much. His hand presses against me, his mouth descends to my neck. I hear him hiss into my ear how much he desires me. My hand moves to his tuxedo jacket and I push it from him. He catches it, spreads it on the grass, and sits down on it.  

Opening his arms, I fall into him. My legs melt beneath me, as the length of my body presses fully against his. I feel his arousal against my dress, and I push my pelvis against it. His fingers run over my back and down to my ass. The slit of my dress is pushed away, as a tender touch runs along the cheek of my ass. Purring against his neck, I nuzzle closer to him. His fingers slip to the crack of my ass, slowly slipping under the silky string, easing it away from my flesh. His fingernails scrape along the smooth globe of my ass, then his hand cups it. Lifting and pressing me to him, he growls against my ear, "I want to have you here, under the stars."

Vibrations course through me. I press my thighs together, and feel the hum of my sex radiating inside me. The pressure of his finger becomes more noticeable as he slides it up between the crack of my ass, tracing where the thong had been. He pushes against my anus, and I moan as he runs his digit over the small hole, begging to be allowed a place to play. I move my leg down to the ground and my hip falls gently over his thigh. Soon I can feel his finger slowly enter me. "Oh, yes..." I whisper, as he slowly slides his finger along the inner edge of my tightness. Moisture leaves my pussy and collects along the silk thong. Pushing my ass further towards his searching finger, I beg for more. 

His lips capture my neck and his other hand pulls my right breast free of my dress. His mouth devours it, and I hear his moan of pleasure as his tongue licks across my nipple and sucks away at the now dry gloss. "Heaven," he whispers, before he returns to suckle my breast. My back arches, then drops so his mouth can inhale my tit. My ass continues to beg for more attention, so he pushes deeper into me, his nails grazing my inner hole. "Ohhh, hon," I whimper into the night. 

Rolling me onto my back, one breast exposed to the wind and my gown spread open from the slit, his hand immediately moves the front of my dress away. He covers my juice-soaked thong with his mouth, and begins to lick the heat that has soaked through. My hips lift as he bites at the material covering my pussy. I put my hands under my ass and lift it higher for him, a silent plea for him to suck my body; to clean it and claim it yet again.

The night air hits my wet cunt as he pulls the thong away from my sex. He runs his tongue along the inside of my panties, licking the juice that has gathered there, before he slides it across my pussy. His finger opens my engorged lips, and his teeth bite at my clit, pulling and tugging at it, for his pleasure and for mine. I turn my hands over, my palms now up, still holding my ass, and I lift myself even higher, propelling my sex into his hot mouth. The feeling of his tongue overtakes me, as he slides his mouth up and down my soaked body. Teasing my flesh, he bites it, taunting it. He pulls away for a moment and blows hot air against the wet hairs, bringing goose-bumps to my flesh.

With each roll of his tongue, more nectar escapes me. The boiling pressure builds inside me as his mouth returns, full force, against my sex. If words could be used in this moment, they would be ones of war, of ravishment, and conquering the lands before him. He moves faster and faster on my body. His tongue slides quickly between my engorged lips, over my clit, and then plunges deep into the cavern of my sex. "Yesss... Cum, baby," he tells me; demands of me, as he moves his head up and down, then back and forth. I look down my body. My hands holding my ass up for him, his thick head of hair is all I see, as he buries himself between my thighs. Giving up my sight, my head falls back, as the first wave of cum forces itself from my body, soaking his mouth and tongue with my desire.

"Ohhhh god!" I cry out, as he sucks, prods and propels me further and higher, with each pull of his lips upon my sex. Soon he has cleaned me; loved me; devoured me, completely. His head emerges from my pussy, and my hands drop away from my ass, then fly up to his shoulders. As he crawls upwards onto me, I realize that we are still completely dressed. Only his jacket has been removed. My thong rests against the side of my pussy. My right breast is cleaned of its lip-gloss, and rests in the breeze. "More," I whisper against his lips. 

"Soon," he tells me. 

I watch as he takes my hand and helps me to stand. Bending down, he retrieves his jacket, while I replace my breasts into my dress and adjust my thong. My fingers graze the hairs of my sex, and I feel the moistness he has extracted from me. Shuddering again, I sigh against his chest as we move inside the house. As we make our way to the house, we take turns extinguishing the candles along the walkway and the patio. Once inside, we extinguish those in the dining room, as well. 

The glow of the kitchen light is a beacon to us, and we move to that room. A bottle of brandy rests on the lazy-susan, along with two crystal tumblers and a large slice of blackberry pie. He pours a glass and hands it to me, then pulls out my seat. After we have both settled into our chairs, I take a drink of my brandy. My thirst needs to be quenched from the earlier events, which robbed me of moisture. 

My eyes widen as the brandy hits my throat. He looks over at me and chuckles as I cough and sputter. Looking at him, I gasp, "You drink this stuff every night!" I remembered how he would tell me that he enjoyed a glass before bed, and I thought it only fair that I try some.

"What?"

"I think I'd die, if I had to drink that!" Getting up, I grab my soda from the fridge and take a drink of that. "Better," I sigh, then take my seat again.

He laughs at me and enjoys his brandy, eyeing me every once in a while and wondering what I am thinking. I catch his stare, lean over and kiss his lips, tasting the brandy from him. "I could enjoy it this way," I whisper as I deepen my kiss. 

I feel the smile against my lips and his tongue soon plays with mine once more. The humor of the moment is gone, quickly replaced by long, deep strokes of our tongues, tasting brandy and soda. He stands, as do I. I feel his arm sweep under my knees and lift me to him. I am cradled in his embrace as he carries me into the living room. "What about your pie?" I whisper, my tongue touching his ear. "Later," he answers.

The fireplace roars bright, while candles shimmer in the windows. He slides me down his body and slowly begins to trace my bare shoulders. I know he has not yet seen all I have worn for him. He has only teased and tantalized my sex, bringing it to a heated rush.

"You know how special you are?" he asks me.

"I know how special you make me feel." I answer, kissing his lips softly. I take his hand and lead him to the rug in front of the fireplace. He sits down and leans back on his hands, his legs stretched out before him, crossed at the ankles.

I move to the stereo, and soon a soft melody surrounds us. Everything is different now. The mood has gone from heated, to humorous, to romantic; and then once more the love of our relationship has revealed itself, before the pure need to touch began to fill the room.

Walking towards him, I slowly begin to ease the zipper down the side of my body. The slit in my dress reveals so much of my leg, he finds that to be distracting, as I continue to slip the zipper down. Finally, he looks up, and sees the corset peaking out from under my dress. "Nice," he whispers, as the dress now lies open against my heated flesh.

I slip it from my breasts, and it falls in a liquid pool of fushia, surrounding my feet. Using my feet to push it away, I feel his firm grasp upon my body. Looking down, I see a hand wrapped around my ankle. I watch it slide up the back of my calf muscle, then down again, slowly stroking me. A shiver runs along my spine. 

He rises to his knees and places his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him. His mouth once more presses against my sex, and once more it begs to be noticed by him. His fingers run up the sides of the corset to cup my breasts, which are now heavy with lust for his touch, his tongue, and his love for me.

Feeling the light caress of his thumb against my nipple, I moan softly, each movement described to my senses as small sparks, running along my flesh. The room is hot; not just from the fire that blazes behind us, but from the heat that he has generated, with just a simple touch. Looking at my nipples, I watch them harden and plead for him. I feel his breath once more on my body. His lips touch my thigh, as his fingers tease my nipples, pulling and tugging gently.

My hands move to his, and I run them down his arms, to his shoulders, and then into his hair. Our eyes lock and we hold each other for what seems like hours, but is in fact just seconds. I lower myself to my knees, our eyes still looking deep inside the other. His index finger traces my jaw as he tips my chin up, and captures my lips.

Our tongues touch and tease; just the tips, our lips barely caressing each other. Sighs of frustration come from each of us, as we fight to hold ourselves back from giving into pure lust. We taste each other, slowly. Our tongues touch hesitantly, each one of us sliding closer to the other, till finally our entire mouths are pressed together, our tongues merging as one. His hands wrap around my back and he pulls me tight against him. I, in turn, pull him closer, my fingers digging into his hair.

The texture of his clothing rubs across my breasts, and the buttons dig and make impressions in my skin. My fingers now move to undo the buttons of his shirt. His move into my hair as our kiss breaks, and he pulls my head back, devouring my neck; sucking and stroking it with his tongue. Heated gasps rack through the both of us, as the fireplace burns hot beside us. My arms fall away, my fingers entwining in the rug as I look up, waiting for the lips that left mine. 

I watch him stand up and remove his shirt; then his shoes, socks and slacks. The boxers he has worn are more pronounced by the size of his aroused sex. My fingers itch to touch it, to guide it to the places that long to taste it; to feel it and become engrossed in it. His fingers curl around the band and guide the boxers down his body. I hiss in awe over his naked flesh. The light of the fire glows over him, small beads of sweat glistening and sparkling on his flesh.

Tremors of desire move through me as I watch him. I recline on the rug, leaning on my elbows as he looks down at me. I lift my foot and slip one heel off, and then the other. Dropping to his knees before me, his hands seize my foot, and he bends his neck. His teeth bite at my toes, and he runs a finger down the sole of my foot, causing a giggle to escape me. "Behave," the whispered plea leaves me. 

"If I must," he smiles, releasing the ticklish appendage before kissing his way up my leg. His fingers hook the waistband of my thong, and soon my sex is fully exposed, once more. The warmth from the fire hits it, bringing more heat to my already flushed body. He presses the palm of his hand against my sex as he climbs back up towards me, and his body covers mine. My back relaxes once more into the rug, feeling the pleasant and knowing caress of his hand and lips upon me. 




24 Hours (5:30am-8:30am)



 Author's note: Many people meet someone online that touches their lives, whether it be romantic or just as close friendship, you know who they are.

I watch the sun glisten through the window, small particles of dust sparkle as they float through the air. I hear a rustle next to me and my breathing stops and I think to myself...who is with me? I feel soft kisses on my neck, my eyes widen even more, a strong hand rest on my hip while another plays with my hair. I feel as if I know this touch, these caresses, I take a deep breath and another kiss covers my neck. I think to myself that I am in a most wonderful dream. I close my eyes trying to recapture it, to keep him here with me. I want this to be real, but I know it cannot, so to dream; is to live. My dream continues as his lips travel lower to my shoulders, his hand moves up to my breast. I feel the smile on my face as my dream begins to settle around me, letting me know his touch. His fingers pinch my nipple and I gasp in shock, my eyes fly open as the color drains from my face. I am awake, I know I am. I see and feel a hand on my breast, not a figment of my imagination, but a hand. I know those fingers, that hand, that arm wrapped around me. I've never touched him, never felt him, never saw him but from a picture, but his hand, his body is so familiar to me as if it were my own.

Suddenly it all comes rushing back to me, the wish he shared with me. The wish he longed for, the only thing he asked for was one day, 24 hours with me. A day to spend with each other, that would not hurt or affect anyone else. When that time was over and we parted, each one of us, would hold a most precious gift to our hearts. I am in shock as I come to understand that it has happened, we have been given our 24 hours, our time to love, learn, laugh, and experience. I turn over and face him, my eyes cloud over with tears and he smiles at me. I see the dried path of the tears he had shed when he woke up and realized where he was. My cry of love is pulled from my body. I wrap my arms tight around him, my tears cover his shoulder as he comforts me and strokes my hair. I hear his words of love, his murmurs of gentle reminders of not using our time to weep but, to love and enjoy.

I shake my head yes and dry my eyes, looking up into my lovers face, I bring my lips to his. Our kiss begins like the first kiss of a teenager, new, seeking, learning until it becomes the kiss of two love starved adults. Two people destined to be forever apart but, allowed this one day, the next 24 hours to love as neither had loved before. I move my hands over his body memorizing it. My tongue works with his, each of us learning how the other taste, each of us finding out where each place inside our mouths need the most attention. Our heads angle to the left, then the right, moving constantly not getting enough of the other, seeking each way to deepen our kiss until we release each other to gather in great gulps of air.

His mouth moves and kisses are rained across my forehead, down over each eyebrow, my eyes close as his mouth kisses each one. I feel his mouth kiss my cheeks, my jaw and over to my chin. He bites gently and moves back up the other side of my face tasting me along the way. My own hands touch his hair, feels its softness between my fingers. I picture his face in my head and I memorize it with my hands and fingers, the cut of his hair, the texture of it, the shape of his skull. I learn every part of his shape so I can keep it with me forever. My fingers trace his ears, neck and collarbone. He looks up into my eyes and slowly kisses me again, his tongue now traces and memorizes the shape of my lips, the curve of them, even the small cleft of my upper lip. I hear myself moan against his onslaught of tenderness, as he moves his lips to my neck, I open my eyes and thank the heavens for our gift. His mouth goes to the center of my neck feeling my pulse. He smiles against me as he sucks and nips at my white skin. His lips move across my neck, up to my right ear, to tug and pull at the lobe, then trace the curve of it. 

My hand moves over his back and I feel his skin underneath my touch. Each hand learns his shape, being sure to take note of how each muscle moves and feels as his body presses against mine. I watch his shoulders move as his mouth works on my ear and neck. His arm flexes while I watch the chords of muscle working to control his passion. His mouth kisses me quickly as it moves to my left lobe causing shivers down my spine. His hot breath caresses over my ear and he once again kisses and tugs more sensitive flesh. I had not realized that there was so much on a person's face to memorize, but memorize, he does. I know he'll leave here in the end and when he does he'll know every part of my face, as I will his.

He looks up at me and I see a hunger I have never seen in a man's eyes before, a hunger for me. I see a need to possess. I whisper "I love you" to him and his smile lights up brighter then the sun. As he slowly moves down my body, his tongue traces a path cooling my hot flushed skin. I feel my hands rest on his arms as he lifts away from me for a moment. "Leave your arms here," he tells me in a voice I had only heard once on the phone. My heart sings to hear his sound escaping his lips. He places my hands above my head my fingers intertwine together. "Watch me, " he demands. So I do. I wait for my dream lover to become my real lover as he moves to sit on the edge of the bed and gaze down upon my body. I feel his eyes take in the different shades of red in my hair, the way the light hits it and the way it curls naturally over my shoulders. He reaches out and touches a group of curls that have fallen across my forehead, kissing my hair and breathing in my scent. "Intoxicating" is all I hear as I feel my eyes close again as he whispers, "Sweetheart, watch me."

My passion filled eyes open to watch him. I watch my lover take my right arm from my head to place it between his hands. He begins to slide his hand up and down its length. His fingers learning the shape of my upper arm, he moves down to my elbow feeling the crevice, pressing his lips against the inside. I watch his lips kiss my lower arm turning it over and learning the taste of it, his breath stirs the light hairs and I shiver. His hand brings mine to his lips and he turns my palm over, his tongue licks the lines found there as if he were reading my palm, telling our future. His teeth nips at my skin as he curls my fingers around his and places a kiss on each knuckle, then slowly draws each digit into his mouth. I am mesmerized by this way of love-making. I realize that he is not focused on one part of my body, but he is focused on the whole being. Every part of me will be touched, learned, memorized so that each of us knows that though we'll be apart we'll always be together...here in this moment. My eyes widen to the new shocks running through my veins as each finger is drawn into his mouth, his tongue stroking each one as if it were the first. I feel the smoothness and roughness of his tongue as it circles my fingers, one by one each is treated to its own sexual delight.

I moan as he puts my hand back to the top of my hair and once again I intertwine them. His lips touch mine as he holds both of my hands together and our kiss deepens. "Close your eyes," he tells me. "I want you to feel, feel me love you. Just feel." I close my eyes, waiting to feel my lover learn my body. His mouth hovers over my chest, I feel the warm air of his breath caressing my skin, not knowing where it will land. My body jerks up as his mouth makes contact with me. His tongue runs from the side of my waist up to the middle of my right side. I feel the moist kisses he leaves behind as one hand presses against me, lifting me slightly, while the other slips under my shoulder. His tongue traces the ribs of my body and moves slowly to the outer curve of my breast. He sucks tenderly and slowly till I moan in pleasure and twist my body trying to get him to kiss the hard nipple. He moves his right hand up my stomach and splays his fingers across it, petting it back and forth, and moving it slowly up to cup my left breast. 

I feel the bed sag and I open my eyes to see him prop himself on his elbow. He places his hand on his head and looks relaxed and quite pleased with himself as he watches his finger trace my nipple. He senses my gaze and looks up at me, winking he says "You peeked." I hear myself chuckle, smiling, turning my eyes to watch my own nipple harden under both our gazes. His finger draws lazy circles around the hard bud, letting each small bump that surrounds it rise up and be noticed. He traces the shape of my nipple, following the outer edge where its color separates itself from the rest of my breast. He cups my breast in his hand, slowly sliding it back and forth, feeling its weight and grins as he loves its size. I watch as my breast overflow his hands, sighing with pleasure as his tongue reaches out to flick its hard center. He looks up to me, sees my desire, and quickly returns to suck on the button he's brought to excitement. I hear his whispers of love as he murmurs words of passion over my breast, leaving the nipple only for brief moments to be exposed to the cool air in the room. I watch as he moves his body to lay partially on me. His arm rest on my stomach, his head holds just above my breast as if it is looking for just the right spot to kiss next. I long to just press his mouth against my skin and have him take me quick and fast but I know that we wish to relish this moment. His other arm is nestled against my side, his elbow pressed against me, so he is able to prop himself up and use both hands to hold this one globe of porcelain. I hear my throaty moans as he kneads and massages it. I hear an inaudible sound escape from my lips as his hands continue to rub and press my breast, covering the fine smooth skin until it feels as if it will burst into flames.

His mouth goes back to the nipple, his tongue covering it, licking it, circling it until it pushes it into his mouth. As the force of his desire builds up, my own scratches at my skin trying to claw its way free. I whisper his name, it falls from my lips like the leaves fall on an autumn breeze. Deeper I feel my breast go into his mouth as he moves his one hand to cover and tease the other nipple. My body arches up poised for his ministrations. I feel each suckle and tug from his mouth. My nipples ache from the onslaught of bites he has rained upon them, but I urge him on as I grasp his head and grind him against my breast. He moves quickly to cover the other nipple with his mouth and new sensations rock my body. Each pull and nip brings fire and heat to the surface of my skin. I feel so hot, so alive as if a volcano is springing forth from all the pores of my body as I feel my first orgasm rock through me. Wave after wave of lava course through me to collect against my pussy walls, waiting for something or someone to touch it, to bring it completely over the barrier of my lips.

He looks up into my flushed face and smiles at me, looking down at him I feel my face blush and lie one hand over my eyes. He comes up to me, moving my self made curtain, kissing my eyes closed, my nose then onto my lips. We share another long deep kiss and our tongues battle once more. I press kisses against his lips before he moves away from my body to stand at the side of the bed. I look down the length of my naked flesh and see my chest rise, my breath still ragged and hard. I glance at my pussy and notice a glistening sparkle, as the sun cast light upon my wet hairs. I see my legs spread apart for him, as if inviting him to share in the gift they usually protect and keep hidden. I look to the body standing before me, my eyes take in his erection and it jerks under my stare. I feel a smirk raise up on my lips and I know a sparkle has begun to show in my eyes as my mischievous nature springs forth.

He moves to place one knee on the bed as if he were going to crawl towards me, I beckon him with a smile, running my leg up his calf muscle. My leg and foot move up his thigh to curl around him, as my hands move to each arm. I raise myself up almost as if I were sitting up in front of him, using the weight of my body to turn him onto his back. I see the surprise of this new twist of fate and smile wickedly. I know had he been aware of my trick I would not have succeeded and he would now be between my legs. I straddle his hips and let his hard cock rest against the wet lips of my pussy. I sit there and let his body become accustomed to the feel of me. His cock strains to be allowed inside, but I make it wait, not knowing how long that will be, but knowing that it will be for quite awhile.

It is now my turn to learn his form. I push myself up, my wet pussy resting just above the head of his cock, bending down, my breast touch his chest. My mouth begins a quest to learn him, to search every part of his face and neck until all pieces of his features are burned into my mind, storing his taste on the buds of my tongue. My breast push against his chest as I bend my arms and place one on each side of his face. Our heads are just inches away from each others as I gaze deep into his eyes, seeing my own reflection of love, I kiss them closed. With my lips closed I learn the shape of his brows, his forehead, his cheeks, running my lips smoothly along them, petting his face. My mouth opens to nibble at his jaw, then his ear, where I too tug and pull the lobe as he did mine. I feel his hands clench my waist and he moves my pussy over his cock, not letting it enter him, but letting it become lathered in the cum that is resting, waiting to be used.

I moan as I feel his cock quiver against me, sitting up, taking his hands from my hips, I place one on my breast and the other I hold in my hands. His hand cups my breast and teases my nipple as I massage circles into his upper arm, kneading the muscle, relaxing it, learning it. I let both my hands move down to his elbow, where I trace it with my nails as he had done with mine, learning the feel of it and the texture of the hairs on his arm. I turn his arm over and trace the veins with my fingers, following them to his wrist, my fingernails trace the path of veins slowly, methodically, bringing his wrist up to flick with my tongue. I taste his skin, feel his pulse then lick his palm. I hear his breathing increase as I suck each finger deep into my mouth, as if each one were a cock, needing drained of fluid. My own pussy wiggles against the hard rod, that aches for me to ride it. I lower my lovers hand to his thigh and I scoot my body further down his.

My pussy once again teases the shaft of his cock, the lips separate just enough to let themselves fold over his firmness. As I lower myself to learn his nipples I let my own breath cover his skin. His hand comes up to hold my hair away from my face so he can watch me slowly lick his body. I trace his nipple with my tongue, letting it raise up from the center and form a hard, firm, button. My teeth latch on to it, pulling gently so that my tongue can run across the clenched tip. Moving back and forth across the nipple my tongue teases it, before my teeth release and my mouth sucks gently. My other hand reaches down and rubs the head of his cock, feeling it pulsate in my grip. I rub the wetness that has been slowly covering it, due to my constant moving against the shaft, grasping his cock my hand gives a few long strokes. I bring my wet hand back up to his mouth, letting him suck the juice of my cunt from my fingers. My eyes watch his tongue circle my fingers drawing them deep into his mouth. My pussy becomes more soaked with juice, as I gyrate against his cock. Abandoning his mouth I let myself torment his other nipple, drawing it in to my fiery haven, sucking it hard, wanting to bring his body to a shivering rage as he had done mine. Pulling and tugging, I hear him call my name.

His hands grab my arms and he lifts me from his body, I squeal in surprise as once again he has me on my back. "You like to tease me." I hear him whisper in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I look up to him and smile, shrugging my shoulders I hear my saucy reply "Maybe." His grin reminds me of a wolf, just before he devours the poor animals of the forest and I know that my lover is going to devour me. He reaches down to the edge of the bed and pulls a red scarf from the floor. I do not recognize it nor do I care, I feel my breathing increase as he slowly brings both my hands to the top of my head. He loops the scarf gently around my wrist, tying each hand together, then looping the ends around one of the center posts, in the headboard, he secures my hands. My eyes widen not from fear, but from desire. He knows that I have always wanted this, always wanted to be pleasured in this way. I feel my pussy clench and unclench its muscles, trying to bring forth more fluid.

He places pillows under my back and my head easing my position so I can watch his body snake further down mine. He pauses at my breast to give them both kisses and strokes before removing himself from the bed completely. I follow his body as he walks out of the room. I wait listening to the world around me. I hear the squirrels run across my roof and I hear the birds outside, the melodic sound of their chirping making me pause and listen intently. The noises are interrupted by the sound of the freezer door opening and closing. I hear the sounds of ice cubes hitting a glass, I shiver in excitement and wonder what game my lover will play next with me. I feel his presence move through my home as he makes his way back to our bed. I watch him coming towards me, in his hand, a glass containing 2 ice cubes. A grin spreads across my face and I swallow my breath. "May I ask what your planning on doing?" I hear the soft chuckle in my voice as I continue "Surely your not planning on using those on me are you?" His laugh fills the air as he shows no desire to answer me.

He lowers himself to the floor and places the glass next to him. I feel his hands pick up my foot kissing the heel before he tantalizes each toe. I try to focus on the sound of the glass, but am lost in the feeling of his fingers touching my foot, massaging it, making it feel as if it had never walked a day it its life. I melt into his hands as he kisses each toe, moving to my other foot and repeating each step, relaxing it to the point that it feels brand new. My thoughts are distracted and I dismiss the tinkling sound I hear in the distance. I squeal as the first cube hits my hot skin, retching myself up, forgetting about the bonds that hold me to the bed. I pull and twist, trying to move away from this cold demon. He runs the cube up and down my inner thigh letting it melt against my flushed skin. Slowly I become accustomed to it. Nearly gone now, he begins to run it across my other thigh and I am not as startled by its temperature. Glaring at him I raise one brow, daring him to try something like that again. He grins at me and shrugs his shoulders, as he places the glass on the table, I stare at the cube and hate it, wishing it would melt on the spot.

He moves his hands to my knees and opens my legs for him. I move my eyes back and watch his tongue lick the water left behind, sliding across my flesh. He drinks the clear moisture from my skin, I moan as I realize my own thirst needs quenched. I lick my lips moistening them. He looks up and watches me, slowly he rises from his place between my legs. His fingers dip into the glass taking the cube. I feel the cool ice being rubbed across my lips, my tongue draws the tip of it in. His eyes darken as I suck moisture into my mouth and slowly quench my thirst. He moves the cube in and out of my mouth as if it were his tongue moving with mine, thirsting for mine, relieving the thirst, as only he can. Closing my eyes I swallow the cool liquid and feel the cube leave my mouth. He trails it over my collarbone and between my breast, streams of cold water slide down across my skin. I shiver as it continues to be placed all over my chest, it runs across my nipples, first the left then the right. Slowly he brings it down to my belly and covers it with melted water. I watch the cube being placed in his mouth and a wicked smile crosses his features. "You wouldn't?" I hear the question in my voice, knowing the answer.




24



10:05 a.m.

"Maybe, fifteen, twenty minutes...half an hour at the most."

"Ok, do this. Round up every guy you can, tell them we'll be needing an off camera cum shot from them," I grinned thinking about Fat Man. "Include our host in that too, if he even has one we can use. So get them prepping their dicks, we're gonna need a lot of cum shots in a hurry once the girls are in place. After you do that...return here."

Andrea looked at me inquisitively.

"You're my wife...you walk in, catch the two of us fucking. Tina...I mean Samantha here and I don't realize it at first, but you're not angry at finding us doing that. You've been fantasizing and thinking about this young woman yourself."

Andrea turned smiling heading out through the door though she looked back, "And I will be too," she added.

I turned back towards Tina. "Ready for the next scene then?" I asked. She was grinning broadly.

"Never been with another woman before," she told me honestly. 

"Fuck! I thought, wouldn't that be nice getting that on film for real! Well, that's good in a way," I told her. "Because sometimes actors do things they normally haven't done before, so it will be a good test for you to see how you handle it!"

I positioned her over one of the arms of the couch, which she leaned against for support as I walked around standing behind her. I probed her pussy for a moment with my fingers, she was nice and slick waiting for me.

"OK, Scene two, take one," I announced and then pausing as I placed the head of my prick at her sweet juicy opening. "Action!"

I thrust my hard cock deeply inside her sweet cunt and slowly began fucking her as she leaned over the arm of the chair. "Oh yes...yes! Fuck me Jack, fuck me!" she began crying out. For a moment, I had no idea if she was acting as she said it, or actually meaning it when she did. I decided I liked the second idea better and continued doing so. Several minutes later the door once again opened, Andrea came in giving me a quick nod of her head, everything had been taken care of.

"Oh my God..."

"Jack," I mouthed towards her.

"Jack! What the fuck is going on here! You're....you're fucking our..."

"Neighbor," I mouthed at her once again.

"Neighbor!" she said as she began removing her clothing. "Why didn't you invite me?"

Andrea soon joined us, slipping beneath Tina as she now slid over Andrea's prone form as well. The ease of transition couldn't have been any more perfect as the two of them slipped into a '69" together there on the couch. Climbing over the arm of it, which was a bit awkward, I quickly rejoined the two of them however, once again slipping my cock back inside Tina's cunt, fucking it while I felt Andrea's wild little mouth sucking in the young girl's hard little clit. I could feel my nut sack finally tightening and knew I was only moments away from blowing a full load in her pussy. And though as much as I would have liked that, I wanted even more to feel and watch the two of them draining my pud together.

"Scene three!" I exclaimed just managing to hold on. "Ok, this one's the money shot. This is where the two of you now come and suck and lick me together as I shoot all over your faces!"

Both women scrambled over towards me as I stood there, each one now kneeling before me, taking my cock in hand, sucking it and licking it together. "Oh yeah...that's it, that's it...here it comes!" I announced, and then stood there watching my spunk as it skyrocketed from the end of my dick, splashing obscenely against both of them as they fought over it. They continued passing it back and forth between one another, soon after knobbing the head, sucking the last vestiges of my remaining spunk from it before letting go.

"Ok, cut!" I said stepping back weak in the knees. "Scene four, camera fades from Mr. Roberts, Samantha and Darlene now lick his cum from one another's tits and faces, and then once again curl up on the couch together, finishing one another off."

I stood up making my way towards the door as the girls began doing just that.

It was now 10:37 a.m.

I walked back out by the pool area. Everyone was standing around naked, but just as I had asked, most of the guys were sporting woody's and keeping them that way. The girls we'd interviewed and looked at that morning were standing around nervously as well. I spotted Larry and waved him over.

"Ok, this is going to be a series of quick shots, one right after the other. I'm going to assign spots to each of the girls and have them just sit or wait there. Our Star..." I said pausing looking over to where Brad stood ogling the fresh meat, "Will make the rounds himself to where each one of them is. We only need a half dozen or so thrusts of his prick in the girl's cunts, but then I want a nice cum-shot from someone to follow up with that. So make sure there's someone assigned to each of the girls we're planning on dumping a load on, and have them be ready. I want spermage on cue...or as close as we can get it at least!"

I happened to glance over and noticed that Fat Man was standing there stroking his. I was surprised to find he actually had a rather large prick, which was even bigger than our star's was.

"Damn...get that on camera. Try to keep his fat belly out of it, but make sure you get his prick, especially when he comes."

Larry laughed, "Yeah, he was way excited about it when I asked him if he would. Even said that he was willing to forgo any additional rental in the event we had to come back here and shoot again tomorrow."

"Well, that's something at least," which had been only one of a few bright spots of the day, though I again smiled as I looked up and saw Andrea and Tina walking towards me with smiles on their faces as well.

"See if we can find a spot for Tina somewhere," I told him. "Let's use her...I think she'd like that."

"I wouldn't mind cumming on that one myself," he told me. I laughed.

"Then make it happen," I grinned back. "Now...let's get this part wrapped up and in the can. It's still going to be a long fucking afternoon."

We'd be using an over the shoulder hand-held camera for most of these shots, which included using a filter. The images wouldn't be quite as bright or crystal clear as the rest of the film was, but these were all going back in time, memory shots. The purpose being, that Brad was recalling each and every woman he'd ever fucked that he'd brought here while actually doing Misty, which would now have to be shot later.

We had a cum-boy standing by each girl just out of camera, every one of them stroking their dicks, keeping themselves on the edge, which included the Fat Man.

"Better shoot his scene first, looks like he's about to pop as it is," I suggested. We positioned Brad behind one of the three bend-over girls we'd hired, then filmed his prick fucking into her that way perhaps a half dozen or so times.

"Hard and fast Brad!" I told him. "Hard and fast, half a dozen or so times, then when I say cut, you move the hell out of the way, cause I'm gonna say action again the moment you do, and that's when I want the cum-shot, or as close to it as possible at least!"

Fat Man was standing by with a shit-eating grin on his face, his prick all purple and angry looking as he stood there fisting himself.

"Like I said Larry...we'd better hurry on this one, this guy's about to lose it any moment now!"

Brad slipped his cock inside the first girl, getting her accustomed to it at least. "Alright, quiet on the set...ready? Action!"

Brad speared the girl's pussy hard and fast just as I called for. "Ok, Cut!" He slid out, stepping back as the Fat guy moved forward, Larry zooming in with the camera standing just off to the side of him. "Action!"

I'd been right, no sooner had I said that, than the guys prick exploded, no one, especially me thought he would throw the size of a load the way he did either. It was fucking impressive! This guy didn't just lay down a couple of quick minor squirts. He bathed the poor girl in his spunk! I sat there actually beginning to count them as he continued on jacking his prick, his cum ropes actually reaching well up and over her head until he'd adjusted his aim and began lashing her back with them.

"Holy fucking shit!" I finally said when I'd reached thirteen. "Ok...cut!" He was still milking out dribbles wiping them against her ass now, enjoying the feel of his prick head sliding across her soft cheeks, as was she. I wondered how long it had been since he'd even been with a woman, let alone seen one naked.

"You fucking do that every time?" I asked him.

"Mostly, yes. As long as it's the first one of the day I do...then yes. Usually the second or third one is about only half as much," he added looking somewhat embarrassed.

I spun around locating Andrea, she was already heading towards me. I then turned back around towards the Fat Man. "What was your name again?" I asked.

"John, John Edwards," he told me.

"You interested in making a little extra money on the side?" 

"Jerking myself off...onto women?" He asked with a wondrous look in his eyes.

"Yes! Andrea? Get him a contract to sign, we can go over the details later." She already had one in her hand, handing it to him. "How soon before you can do that again?" I asked.

"Oh, I dunno, twenty, thirty minutes I guess."

I turned back to Larry. "We'll use him in the final fuck scene with Misty. To hell with letting Brad splooge her, we're using this guy! Andrea? You go have a chat with Misty, let her know she doesn't have to feel Brad's spunk shooting on her, we've got somebody else to do that now. Larry? Tell Brad he can pick one of the girls to actually come on himself, that should make him happy too. Then let's finish this up and break for lunch. Which reminds me, Andrea?"

"I've already called Mike and told him you'd have to reschedule lunch together since we're running behind. But I told him we'd be out here, so he was welcome to come out and discuss his project with you then if he wanted."

I smiled, Andrea was always two steps ahead of me. I liked that. "And do you know if I'm going to like or dislike his project?" I asked somewhat sarcastically.

"Oh, I think you'll like it. He told me the title of it had something to do with a girl next door sort of idea."

We actually wrapped the afternoon shoot ahead of schedule. We got more than enough film in the can to work with, and some pretty amazing cum-shots as well from the crew. But then again, most of them had been pretty worked up thinking about it and looking at all the naked female flesh we had on hand anyway.

"Ok, that's a wrap until after lunch!" I announced.

11:45 a.m.

As usual, there was quite a spread. The gal I used who owned and operated the service for whenever we needed it, had even gone out and purchased some real sexy, skimpy outfits for her staff to wear as they laid out the table and served everyone. Which is another reason I used her exclusively. Not to mention the fact she was a pretty good fuck herself.

"Barbra! As usual, you're looking sexy as hell, and the food is as delicious looking as you are!"

"Flattery will get you pussy," she quipped leaning into me as we kissed, letting me know as she did so that her large firm breasts were braless and begging for attention, which I then attended to, feeling her up some as we stood there embracing.

"Everything go well?" She asked stepping back, though my hands remained just where they were.

"Well enough I suppose. A few surprises, good and bad, but just another typical day at the office," I laughed finally letting go of her tits.

"So...how long before you start shooting again?" she asked.

"Long enough," I answered feeling my prick already beginning to stiffen. And though it was, I happened to glance over at the table, spotted several stacked plastic cups. "Are there lids for these?" I asked one of Barbra's scantily dressed serving girls. 

"Yes," she said leaning over beneath the table, giving me a nice luscious view of her tits as she did so. "Will this do?"

I took it thanking her, and then grabbed an empty cup.

"Don't you want something to put in that?" Barbra asked as I turned passing completely by the well stocked bar.

"Just about to do that," I told her without telling her why...or what. "You did bring your personal van yes?"

She smiled. "Of course I did."

"Good...I'll meet you there in say about ten minutes?" I watched as she walked off, she had her blouse off thrown over her shoulder before she even reached the doorway as I stood for a moment more looking at her bare back.

"Where's John?" I asked spotting Andrea.

"He's back in his office," Andrea grinned..."Or rather your set from this morning," she reminded me. "Going over the contract I gave him."

I smiled in a much better mood now than I had been. "Extend lunch another thirty minutes," I told her. "Barbra's here." I looked at her. "Don't tell me...you already did that didn't you?"

She walked off laughing.

I then headed off in the opposite direction, back towards John's office. The door was open, but I still knocked. He was sitting at his desk, though I was surprised, yet pleased to see he was still naked looking over the forms Andrea had given him.

"Any questions about it?" I asked as though that was my reason for actually being here.

"No," he said looking pleased. "So, I get a hundred dollars a pop then? Really?"

"Yeah, really. Except for this one. I need a favor," I said handing him the empty cup along with the lid.

He looked at me curiously. "It's for a friend," though he still didn't quite understand what it was I was asking him. "She's a big cum lover, and it's sort of a tradition that I give her a fresh new jar of it whenever we sign on a new star."

"Me? A new star?" he said excitedly.

"Well, a behind the scenes one," I amended. "But you very well could receive an award next year at the academies, for best cumshot. Who knows? Anyway...if you wouldn't mind."

Eagerly he took the cup from me and stood. "In here right?"

"Right, oh...and don't forget to put the lid on afterwards."

I glanced at my watch as I headed outside to join Barbra in her van where I knew she was waiting for me. It was straight up noon, plenty of time before we were schedule to start shooting again.

12:00 p.m.

I still couldn't believe it, even after watching him do it. I held a half-full plastic cup full of cum in my hand, spotting Tina handing it to her on my way out the door. "Put this in the fridge for me," I told her, "and don't let me forget to take it with me before I leave!"

I then headed out towards Barbra's van parked out front in the circular drive way. The interesting thing about Barbra was, she was mostly into women. Taking it on good authority and my own experience, she'd never allowed a man's cock anywhere's near her pussy, though her ass was another thing all together. That she loved, or at least well enough that she enjoyed a nice hard cock screwing her up the poop shoot. Her comment earlier more an ongoing tease more than anything else. I'd been after her pussy for years, but she'd never let me go there. Only in the ass.

Though I knocked, I pulled on the handle of the sliding door and stepped inside. Barbra owned a rather plush Van with Captain's chairs that swiveled for easy access sitting down. But she wasn't sitting in any of them. She was already in the back, in the large custom bed she'd had designed and fitted behind them. And...she was naked too. I noticed as I quickly began undressing that she already had a vibrator in her cunt, as well as a finger in her ass obviously lubricating and preparing it.

"For a moment there, I started to wonder if you'd forgotten about me," she said. "So I decided to start without you."

"I can see that," I said now slipping onto the bed beside her, reaching out and immediately glomming onto one of her magnificent breasts. Barbra had probably the thickest nipples I had ever seen, though perhaps not the longest, they were never the less nearly the size of gum drops as I leaned over sucking one, feeling it thicken and harden even more than it already was.

"You do suck good tit," she sighed happily. "And fuck ass nice too," she then added, reminding me what I'd come here for in the first place.

"I fuck pussy rather nicely too," I told her eliciting an expected laugh from her, which I got.

"Dream on Cowboy," she told me. "Maybe when you grow your hair out and start wearing lipstick, I might think about it...but until then."

"Fuck Barb, if that's what it takes...I might actually do it."

"Nah...even then, you're too flat chested for my taste," she said continuing to laugh. "So...we gonna banter back and forth again about my cunt? Or are you now thinking about getting a boob job now too? Either way, you gonna fuck my ass or not?"

"How you want it?" That was the other thing, it was always her call. Just depended upon the mood she was in, how she wanted to be taken that way, is how we did it. I'd even taken her once like that with her damn near standing on her head. Luckily, there was no room for that in here this time.

"Behind me, but on our sides this time. That way I can more easily use and feel the vibrator too," she informed me. "And don't forget..."

"Yeah I know. No spunk in the trunk!"

I didn't mind that too much either though, there was something devilishly satisfying in splurging on her body afterwards. Sort of getting back at her for not allowing me to fuck her cunt. I wished at that moment that I could cum like the Fat Man did...now wouldn't that be something?" I thought silently snickering to myself. "Wouldn't she be in a surprise if I did?"

I soon let those thoughts drift away however as I placed the head of my hard swollen cock at her pink tiny little starfish and pushed. Like always, even with the lubrications, it took a minute for me to finally begin to press my way through. After a moment or two of doing this however, I finally felt the tight barrier give way with an erotic sucking little pop as I slid in. She always did enjoy that part, waiting for the pop and the sensation of my dick head just sitting barely inside her. Only after feeling that for a moment or so did she press back, gathering more of me in, which she did, inch by slowly creeping inch until I was finally balls deep inside that tight heavenly passage.

"Alright baby, go ahead...fuck this horny lesbian's tight little ass now."

And boy...did I!

Barbra had a nice well-rounded ass too. Slamming into her the way that I was, even while lying on our sides together, still caused the slap of cheeks as I continued ramming myself home. Once we'd actually begun, there was nothing soft, slow or easy about it. Only in the beginning. After that, it was almost impossible to stay up with her. Twice in the past, she had nearly broken my dick in half when I hadn't lunged at the exact same time that she'd shoved even more forcefully back against me. And even as she plunged the fuck toy she was using in and out of her cunt, it was hard to imagine how she could coordinate everything with the fast-paced tempo she created. But somehow, she managed it.

"Oh baby! Here comes the first one...now hold it...go deep baby deep...and hold it there!"

I was glad for my first pit stop in this amazing race of hers, it would be the first of two minimum, after that, I could cum any time I wanted to, but she always had to have and feel two of them first. I could feel her cunt spasiming, not to mention her ass as it clenched itself around my shaft as I held still, buried as deeply inside her as I could be. But it gave me a bit of a breather too as I fought whatever urges I had that may have been building.

"Ok, I'm good...let's go again!"

Once again we moved slowly at first, picking up speed until it was simply the slap of flesh against flesh, the cheeks of her ass actually getting hot as I pummeled her fuck tunnel, until she reached back, her hand on my thigh, my hands squeezing her tits, nearly tearing off her nipples with my fingers, adding to her pleasures.




24



Her hand being a signal, so I shoved, once again holding myself deeply inside her as she came, this time crying out unabashedly as the orgasm washed over her. Convulsing wildly, thrashing about though I held on for dear life as she screamed.

"Ok...ok, fuck Jack...that was a good one. Shit, I'm almost tempted," she said trying to catch her breath. Then she looked back at me over her shoulder. "Almost..." she said smiling.

We both heard the knock on her car door.

"Um Jack? Everyone's ready for you," Andrea's voice said coming through it. "You about finished in there?" As we then heard her giggle.

"Ah yeah!" I answered back. "Gimme five more minutes," I added already starting to fuck that tight hot passage again. "Make it ten!" But I could hear Andrea's voice already saying that before I had, as she turned and walked away.

I took several more nice deep plunges inside her, and then felt the first delicious tingle of my sperming begin. Feeling it as well, Barbra reached down yanking my prick out of her ass, holding it, and then jerking it as I spurted, though only the first two spunkings were forceful enough to actually shoot up past her cunt onto her belly. The rest was pure pleasured dribblings, which was about all there was left.

"Busy day huh?" she said not all that disappointed in seeing that. "Glad you could fit me in today," she added.

"Yeah, ditto. Wasn't planning on sticking around for lunch today either, so glad that I did. But...speaking of which, lunch time is over now too. Back to work!"

It was 12:45 pm

I staggered out of the van and back inside the house. There was no point in dressing for the short walk back inside, so I didn't. Everyone was waiting for me, even the lighting had been set for the last scene, hopefully the last few takes so we could wrap it.

I walked over towards my chair where Andrea and Tina both stood waiting for me. I watched as Andrea suddenly leaned forward, her hand reaching down, forcing me to look down as she stuck out her finger, catching a long swinging fiber of dick drool that still clung to my prick. She wrapped it around her finger like she was cooking spaghetti, and then slipped it into her mouth.

"Thanks," I said shyly. Then noticed Mike standing off to one side, he had finally made it. I waved him over.

"Ah...you'll need to strip if you're staying on set...one of my rules," I told him. "But after we're done here, which hopefully won't take too many takes, we'll relax, have a drink and discuss this new project of yours that you have for me."

Though we wouldn't be needing them any more today, even the new girls all stood around, drooling over Brad, Misty...or both. I let them stay simply because Brad was enjoying the attention, which was stroking his ego, while one of the fluff girls stood beside him stroking something else.

"Alright, this is the culmination of everything up to this point. Brad's now envisioned every woman he's ever been with, but it's this one...Misty, that's the fuck of his life. He's never had anyone or anything better. So...this is it, this is the penultimate moment, he's about to fuck the most beautiful woman he has ever known, ever had, and...it's going to be the best fuck of his entire life!" I added.

I hadn't told anyone what the ending was yet. That was MY particular trademark. I never did. Not until we were ready to film it, only then did I tell or direct everyone as to how the ending would actually go.

"Oh, one more thing," I want make up ready to come in here. "Ask John to start wanking himself too. I want him nice and hard for me." Someone giggled, but I let it go. 

"Ok Brad? Misty? This is it. "Give me a good five minutes or so of some good old fashioned fucking. I want Misty on the couch legs spread as wide as you can possibly spread them and as far up in the air as you can get them. I want you Brad...spearing her cunt like it's the best thing you've ever seen, ever felt. I want to see that exact look on your face until I say cut. Then we'll prepare everyone for the last series of shots and hopefully call it a day. Ok? Everyone ready?"

They all were.

"Ok then, quiet on the set...lights? Camera? Action!"

I was actually surprised that we got five minutes of some pretty decent fucking on film without any screw ups.

"Ok...CUT! Makeup! And where's John?" I asked turning towards Andrea. He was standing behind her, hard cock in hand. "OK, good." I stood up and walked towards my two stars. My two naked make up girls quickly joining us as I likewise waved over towards John inviting him to do so as well.

"See that?" I said pointing at John's dick. "Make that..." I now said pointing at Brad's, "Look like that one. We're going to be doing the next series of close-ups beneath Misty here while Brad fucks her from behind, and I want that cock...to look like this cock at least as much as possible before we do the cumshot scene. Brad didn't look pleased, but I could have cared less. "Ok then, get at it...you've got less than fifteen minutes while we readjust lighting and get set up for it. Oh, and try and keep it hard Brad? Ok? Otherwise, I just might let John here finish the scene himself if you can't." I smiled to myself as I headed back over to where Andrea stood waiting for me.

"You know, he may never come to work for you again you know," she said whispering. 

I then whispered back. "That's ok, I don't plan on him ever doing that again either."

Make up did a reasonably good job, making Brad's cock look far more purple and angry looking than it actually was. They'd even drawn another line, making it look like a large swollen vein sticking out, just like John actually had. They could pass as twins in a way...cock-wise at least.

"Ok, now...let's get the last close up shots done and then get ready for the last and final scenes. John? Don't worry about keeping yourself on edge, we're still a while yet from the final cum shot here, and I have an idea for that anyway. So...just relax and enjoy yourself...but not too much."

By the time we finished, doing all that, it was...

1:47pm

"Ok Larry...what I want to do here is catch John's cum-shot, and hopefully, it will be another good one. But I want to catch it, and then do it...showing it in slow motion. I want the whole entire fucking thing shown that way in the final cut. I want as many elongated, flying, hanging, ropes of jisim that we can get out of him captured that way. And I want to watch every one of them landing on...and splashing against Misty here. So...we'll need two, maybe even three cameras for this, because I want to get it at every conceivable angle that we can. Got it?"

This was going to be good and I knew it. Even Andrea knew it as she prepped John talking to him, even fondling his prick, placing his hands on her breasts letting him feel her up in preparation for the next to last and final scene.

"Misty? Will you give me, let me have at least one shot to the face? Just one?"

She grinned, even stuck her tongue out at Brad. "You can have as many as you want to," she told me. "Just as long as you pay me for them of course," she then added.

"But of course," I likewise acknowledged, though turning towards Andrea and Tina. "You two count every single one that actually hits or touches her face in anyway. I don't want her gauging us for any that don't. Got it?"

We got Misty repositioned on the couch sitting up. Andrea led John over by the hand as Brad stood off to one side not at all happy about the turn of events. But he had no choice, we could if we had to, finish the picture without him, it would cost me another day while I got a stand in for what I needed, but I'd prefer using him, but if he didn't, I wouldn't have to pay him anything either, and he knew that.

"Ok John, you're up...whenever you're ready. Camera's will be rolling, but don't worry about them, just enjoy yourself. When you feel it...let it go. Shoot on her wherever you'd like, just try and get most of it actually on her...someplace, Ok?"

John nodded his head nervously, but he was already fisting his massively erect prick. 

"Ok then, let's do this. Camera's ready?"

I have to honestly say, this had to be the best fucking cum shot ever caught on camera. I had long been a fan of the scene where Marilyn Chambers had taken a series of slow-motion cumshots in the Movie "Behind the Green Doors", but as erotic as that was, I knew without any doubt, this one would far surpass that.

I wasn't expecting John to surpass his first one earlier in the morning either. Especially after what he'd told us, not to mention the fact I'd had him drain yet another in a cup for me which was sitting inside a refrigerator somewhere. But somehow...he managed it. The set was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop...though actually we could hear a cum drop, several of them, as John's prick unleashed a torrent of flying, spraying hot white sticky sperm-spunk all over her entire body, from head to toe. It was the most amazing incredible sight anyone had ever witnessed before. He'd even gotten so into it himself, that he'd nearly stepped in camera. Larry smart enough to at least move with him when he did so. John jacked his enormous prick, literally aiming it, pointing it...then holding it just enough to actually spurt it against wherever he pointed it at, and hitting the exact precise area when he did!

When he was finally drained, which had seemed like an eternity, Misty was so thickly covered in his spunk that you'd have thought we had faked it. Even Brad stood in stunned surprise, suddenly giving John an admiring thumbs up, his own cock rigidly hard as was everyone else's who stood there. Including my own!

"Ok. Misty, as much as I know you probably want to...don't move. You need to stay there and sit like that. Ok everyone, we need to hurry this up now, so chop! Chop! Brad? You get back here and stand between her legs, just as though you in fact just finished doing all that. Ok I want one camera on Brad's face, one on Misty, and one taking them both at the same time. Everyone got that?"

When everyone was ready, only then did I give them directions for the last scene.

"Ok, Brad? I want you to stand there looking down at your work here, I want to see a look of pleased pleasure on your face, just for a second. Then...I want a sudden look of pure agony as you reach up, grab your chest, and keel over."

Everyone was looking at me in surprise.

"What? You heard me...he dies!" I told them. "Best fucking cum of his life, best fucking fuck of his life...and yes, he dies! It's the best one...and it's the last one. Now...let's do it!"

Easier said than done I suppose. We took fifteen takes of Brad dying, keeling over onto Misty. By the time we had finally finished and gotten what I wanted...sort of anyway. She was a caked up, dried up, unhappy actress. But I knew in the long run, it would probably be the best fucking movie either one of them had ever appeared in, and no doubt in my mind at least, nor in anyone else's one of the best one's filmed for that year.

"Ok everyone...that's a wrap!"

4:15pm

I caught up with Andrea, letting her know I was headed back to the office for a shower, shave and change of clothes prior to meeting her for dinner later on that evening. Tina arrived just in time to hand me a small sack, giving me a brief smile as she did so. I gave her a thankful kiss, and told her about the meeting I'd had briefly with Mike about a new project that I thought might be just perfect for her, and that I wanted to talk to her more about it tomorrow...perhaps over lunch. She seemed delighted at the prospect, as was I.

I got back to the office and picked up my messages from Stacy, skimming through them briefly, none where of any major importance.

"Go ahead, call it a day honey," I told her, "We're done here." Besides me, she was the only one there. Everyone else had gone to the shoot, or were off on other assignments. "Make sure you lock up when you leave though, I'm going back to take a shower so I won't hear it if anyone comes in."

I stopped by my office first to make one additional phone call before doing that, checking to see if Susan had left any messages for me. She hadn't. By the time I had finished with that and headed back into my small private little suite, I could hear the shower running.

"Hmm, now that's interesting!"

Even more interesting, I noticed that I had fresh clothes all laid out on my bed for me. A change of underwear, socks, my dinner jacket along with my dress slacks. Even my dress shoes looked polished as everything sat all neat and tidy waiting for me.

"Andrea!" I thought to myself. She must have called Stacy earlier, ensuring that I'd have everything I needed prior to dressing for dinner. But as I again stood there listening to the shower, I couldn't help but wonder if that was something else she thought I might need.

I stripped off my dirty clothes tossing them in the hamper, grabbing a fresh terry cloth bathrobe I headed into the shower area without putting it on. Sure enough, Stacy was already in the shower waiting for me. She had piled her long reddish brown hair on her head into a bun, but it wasn't that so much that I was looking at as I gazed at her through the clear sliding shower doors. It was the first time since she'd started working here that I had seen her naked.

"Thought I said you could go," I stated as I slipped into the nice hot shower with her.

"You did, I'm on my time," she told me smiling.

Her breasts were small, but they were perky firm capped by twin little rosy-red tips that protruded away from her breasts invitingly. So...I accepted her invitation as I reached out to grasp each one of them with my fingers giving them a brief light pull. She moaned, her hand already reaching down to begin fondling, and then soaping my somewhat flaccid prick.

"Your cab will be here at six," she informed me as I continued to stand there tweaking her nipples. "I'll drop off your car at your place, and then take a cab home from there," she finished saying. "Andrea didn't want you getting pulled over for having too much to drink."

"Once again...Andrea," I thought to myself. It was time to give her a nice fat raise, I couldn't afford losing her, she was far too valuable an assistant, not to mention sexy as hell and better in bed than almost anyone I knew. Even better in some ways than Susan was, though I'd never tell her that of course. And then too...there was Stacy. She hadn't worked for me for very long, but she was damn efficient, nearly as much as Andrea was. And as I stood there with Stacy now slow-stroking my soapy cock, I knew what I wanted and needed to do for both of them.

"How'd you like to work directly with Andrea?" I asked. "She needs an assistant herself, and I think you'd enjoy working with her and with me out and away from the office. It would come along with a bit of a raise too," I said smiling.

"Really? I would love that!" She said coming into my arms though her hand remained wrapped around my now very stiff prick. "But the only raise I really want...is this one."

"Oh you can have this one, in addition to the other," I told her spinning her around in the shower. Stacy leaned over gripping the safety handle as I stood behind her. I eased the knob of my head through her tight little opening, felt her wetness already coating it as I lingered briefly, and then slid the rest of the way in.

"Oh God!" She moaned pleasurably, as I did.

Stacy had the tightest cunt of any I had ever fucked that was for sure. Even as slick as she was, it was still difficult to some extent to slip in and out of her as easily as I was accustomed to. But it felt fucking great too! I reached around her, grabbing those sweet breasts of hers once again and enjoyed fondling them, feeling her hard little nips pressed so firmly against the palm of my hands.

Stacy was rotating her hips now, grinding herself against me, panting heavily as she edged nearer and nearer towards orgasm. "OH fuck! Fuck!" she cried out, the transition in my mind of our sweet almost innocent little receptionist into this hot horny very sensual woman was exciting enough. But she had become a tiger as she screamed out her need to me, not only reaching her own climatic pleasure, but causing me to reach mine as well as she did.

"Fuck me, give me that hard fucking cock of yours!" She cried out, the sweetness of her normal every day voice suddenly going two octaves deeper, sounded more sultry than any of the stars I worked with could pull off on a good day. "Give me your hot fucking spunk," she said looking back at me over her shoulder, which she'd said almost in a whisper, her eyes locked on mine as she said it. "Come on Jack..." she now said speaking my name. "Fill me!"

Just hearing her say that, triggered my release as well as hers. I not only felt my own orgasm begin, but hers too. Her cunt suddenly liquefying as her climax began, coating my prick in a warm comforting juice that clung to my prick as I continued pumping it in and out of her. The fuck noises we now made sounding obscenely wicked, as I added my cream to hers, a crescendo of pleasure suddenly peaking as we came together.

"Oh yes! Yes! Fill my pussy baby...fill it...fill it...fill it!"

The cab arrived promptly at 6:00pm.

My cab dropped me off in front of the restaurant at 6:25. I stepped out and saw Andrea strolling towards me, she'd just arrived moments ago herself. My grin must have split my face from ear to ear as I looked at her, she was stunning. She had worn a simple black dinner dress that was anything but simple looking. But the stark contrast it made with her short almost boyish bright white hair was amazing. Her long bangs were swept in front to one side across her forehead giving length to one side once again in contrast to the other. Her walk as she slowly approached looking more like a model during a fashion show highlighting her long sensual legs. Her dress cut just low enough in front, hinting at the gentle slopes of her magnificent breasts without giving anything away, shoulders bare except for two tiny small straps over each holding it up.

"You look beautiful!" I said as she reached me leaning in for an affectionate kiss.

"And you...look handsome as ever yourself," she responded in kind, then adding. "Stacy have everything waiting for you that I asked her to do?" she asked smiling.

"You know she did," I said escorting her towards the door, holding it open as we were likewise greeted, invited in. "And remind me to tell you later about a decision I've made...regarding that," I said hinting. She smiled, and I wondered if as always, she already knew what I'd decided to do.

"Thank you," she said taking my arm. "She'll be a big help."

We were soon seated at a nice roomy circular booth up and away from the main seating area, a view of the city below us stretching out towards the horizon. City lights twinkling as far as the eye could see. We ordered drinks while waiting for Bill Thompson and his budding new starlet to arrive. They did so several minutes later, escorted and then seated where we were.

Bill began the introductions. "Jack Anderson, Andrea..."

"White," Andrea finished for him.

"This is...Crystal Sweet," he said introducing the woman he'd been dying for me to meet.

Though I had never really liked Bill, finding him to be a bit of a pompous ass, he was right about one thing, Crystal, if indeed that was her real name, was a real looker. Her own alluring contrast almost as stunning as Andrea's was. Crystal had almost coal black shoulder length hair, her dress blood red in color though it was even lower cut in front than Andreas was, threatening to spill her somewhat overly large breasts out of it if she moved suddenly in any one direction.

We shook hands as she slid into the booth seating herself next to me, with Andrea sitting on the other side. The waiter once again came over taking their drink order as we made pleasantries before getting down to any real business.




24



"I've been telling Crystal here, that of all the directors/producers in the business, you're one of the very best," he'd begun flattering. "And that your pictures aren't just porn, but in many ways a real work of art with not only a good story line, but usually including a significant message with real meaning behind it besides the hot erotic sex you're so good at creating."

I was waiting for him to take a breath so I could get in a word edgewise. I then looked directly towards Crystal without responding to him whatsoever. "At the moment, I do have two projects I'm working on. The first, I've already got someone in mind for, and I don't think you'd be good for the part anyway. But the second...perhaps. It's a Cinderella-ish type of story, you know...the unhappy overworked, stepsister having to always cow down to her two mean though not at all ugly stepsisters. Anyway...she's the one eventually discovered of course, and in time becomes the sensual, erotic, passionate star as opposed to either one of them. Sound interesting?"

By the look in her eyes, I could see that it was.

"You'd have to be willing to actually try out for the part," I told her then, seeing a bit of a disappointed look from her, the expectation obviously that upon seeing her, and meeting her, I'd automatically give her the leading roll. Even Bill seemed somewhat disappointed at hearing that.

Not too surprisingly, it was Andrea who now spoke. "I've seen the first draft of the script," she then stated. "And am familiar with some of the scenes we'll be including. Perhaps later, up in the room I have booked for the evening, we can run through a few of those, get an idea, and give Jack an opportunity to get more familiar with your abilities," she said candidly.

That seemed to bring a smile to everyone's face.

"I'd appreciate that," Crystal said almost too sweetly as I felt her hand suddenly resting itself on my thigh beneath the table.

We soon after ordered dinner along with fresh drinks when I felt yet another hand fumbling about, though this one being Andreas. And this time, she didn't just merely sit there gently rubbing my thigh either. As deft as her hands and fingers were, she nonchalantly managed to unzip me, all the while sitting there sipping on her drink as we chatted pleasantly together. I did notice however, that she had purposely directed Crystal's gaze down towards what she'd accomplished, my cock all nice and hard once again, poking up through the fly of my dress slacks.

"As good of a director, producer Jack is, I've tried convincing him that he should actually appear in a few of his own movies, perhaps make a cock appearance," Andrea said slightly lowering her voice from being overheard. "Something along the lines of what Alfred Hitchcock used to do in his films. But so far...Jack prefers remaining behind camera, though I can assure you, he's just as talented in that area as anyone else I've ever personally worked with myself."

"I'm sure that he is," Crystal agreed having now reached over, her hand deftly exploring my hard prick along with Andreas as the two of them now sat fondling me beneath the table, continuing to do so even as the waiter delivered our meal.

"Part of the fun in the movie business, is in taking a risk, exploring one's abilities, willingness and aptitude for going beyond one's capabilities, and certainly one's inhibitions," Andrea then stressed. To my surprise, along with everyone else's, she leaned over, though it was only for a brief moment or two, the sensation of her mouth now surrounding my prick, sucking it firmly, though quickly before sitting back up. No one was staring at us or looking our way. Andrea then placed her lap napkin on the table as though that's what she'd bent over to retrieve having done so.

She smiled at Crystal allowing her tongue to erotically wet, remoistening her lips.

"I see what you mean," Crystal answered, taking a quick brief glance about the room, then she too leaned over, her lips likewise now surrounding my shaft, kissing and sucking it before sitting up herself once again.

"Nicely done," Andrea complimented as the two of them continued on with their playfulness beneath the table.

"Well then, after we've finished eating here, I suggest we go up to the room Andrea's reserved for us, and take this all a bit further."

It was well past eight by the time we had done so,

8:17pm

As expected, Bill came up to the room with us of course, I knew that before the evening was over, he'd need to walk away feeling like he'd accomplished something of worth, even if there was no firm guarantee that his new Starlet would be promised or given anything. And I also knew, that would be up to Andrea to provide for him one way or the other.

We arrived at the suite Andrea had booked for us, a large oversized king bed greeting us as we entered along with a nice-sized sitting room with comfy, equally oversized looking chairs and a fully stocked bar. She immediately walked over to it, fixing me a drink along with one for herself.

"Help yourself," she stated, immediately letting them both know she wasn't there to wait on anyone else but me. Andrea soon handed me my scotch, and then slipped out of her dress as though she hadn't even been wearing it when she came in. Her breasts bare as I knew they would be, almost immediately catching Bill's look, along with Crystals as Crystal only then began making one for herself. Bill walked over, pouring himself one as well a moment after that.

I took a seat waiting for the expected show to begin. Andrea knew what I liked, and she knew that Bill would likewise enjoy seeing it too. The rest depended upon Crystal and how she'd respond, which was part of the reason for being here anyway. Bill took my cue, now seating himself beside me in an identical chair. As Crystal reemerged from the bar, Andrea stepped in behind her, her hands immediately reaching around, cupping the woman's breasts. I was pleased to see her reaction when Andrea did so. It was evident she wasn't unfamiliar, or so it seemed at least, with the touch of another woman fondling her. She sat her drink back down on the counter top.

In seconds, Andrea had removed Crystals dress, allowing it to drop at her feet as she stepped out of it. She too now stood in only the briefest of red sheer bikini panties and matching garters which she'd worn holding up her nylons.

Andrea now reached once again, still standing behind the dark haired woman, the contrast between the two of them even more appealing as they stood there together. Andrea's hand now petting the woman's crotch playfully, stroking it as her other hand still held and caressed one of her very large, but well shaped breasts.

"Something like this in the movie?" She asked.

"In a way," I agreed smiling. "Though it would be Cinderella's role to be doing what it is Andrea is now doing. The Stepsisters, each one, requiring it of course, amongst other things. You have any problem with doing that?"

By way of an answer, she easily glided around Andrea, now taking the same place and position Andrea had been in. Crystal now cupping Andrea's twin peaks, fingers quickly locating her aroused extended nipples gently tugging on them.

"What else would you enjoy seeing?" Crystal asked sexily.

"I wouldn't mind seeing you going down on her, see how sensual and erotic you can do that, though of course, in the movie it would be two women initially side by side that you'd be going back and forth between while licking and fingering them.

I was again pleased to see Crystal lead Andrea over to the bed, easing her down on it. Unlike Crystal, Andrea hadn't worn a stitch of clothing beneath her dress. Her bare pussy already available and open to her as she scooted back on the bed, spreading her legs. Almost immediately, Crystal began planting a series of soft lingering kisses all over her, working down after having first given Andrea a deep passionate kiss on the mouth, to kissing her neck, then further downwards finally reaching her breasts.

I had always enjoyed watching that, and didn't see enough of it in film either. So I always included a great deal of that in my own. I was delightfully surprised when she remained there before hurrying on elsewhere. Obviously, she had at least done her homework.

My cock had stiffened a long time ago, already well aroused from the brief teasing it had received earlier in the restaurant. Without any sort of preamble, I once again unzipped my fly fishing it out so that it could stand firm and erect without any interference.

I almost laughed upon seeing Bill now quickly doing the same as he sat there, though I also noticed he refrained from stroking it, just as I was, glancing over to see what if anything I was doing, or wasn't doing. So he didn't do anything either.

On the bed, Crystal continued lavishing sweet suckings on each of Andrea's hard nipples, treating them equally to the simple pleasures of her tongue and lips. As was evidenced in the look of Andrea's face, she was doing a reasonably good job of it too.

"Alright, let's see...and hear some pussy licking," I directed.

Crystal reluctantly vacated Andrea's tits, slowly working her way down, the tracing tickle of tongue momentarily pausing to pay homage to Andrea's naval, giving brief hint at what was to come.

I felt my cock lurch upon seeing that, mentally taking note to include that in the very same scene when we filmed it. My hand now finally reaching up to wrap itself around my prick, noticing as I did so out of the corner of my eye, that Bill did the same thing to his own.

Having finally reached the treasure between Andrea's legs, I now stood, slipping out of my clothing entirely, watching the two of them as I did so. I then walked over standing above and next to them, as though seeing this through the lens of a camera, trying to envision it, and the look I would want when I did.

"Spread her lips a bit more, expose her clit. Then let's see some delicate, yet rapid tongue work against it."

I could sense Bill's standing behind me, the rustle of clothing as he stripped out of them. I knew then that I would include him shortly, more in keeping him busy, and no doubt satisfied later when he was finally asked to leave.

"That's it, now let's see you ease into sucking it, probing Andrea's cunt with a gentle finger as well."

Obviously I knew how Andrea liked being eaten, and that always included a finger or two caressing her "G" spot preferably at the same time. By the look on her face, eyes open now looking towards me, I could see that Crystal now was. Andrea grinned, once again closing her eyes as she basked in the pleasured attention.

I now looked over towards Bill, saw that he had a reasonably stiff prick more than adequate in size. "Ok, Bill? I'm trying to envision something here...for the movie," I added. "Come over to the bed and slip your dick inside Crystal. Let's see how this looks, how she's able to react to that and continue to manage licking Andrea's cunt while you do."

He was only too happy to accommodate my request, now playing the part of porn star, which he wasn't, to that of the role of agent, which I felt he really wasn't either. At least not a very good one.

Almost clumsily, he finally managed to spear Crystal's cunt, though she accepted it well enough making it look even less awkward than it really had been. Points being awarded to her in doing so.

"Alright, that's good...keep doing that," I once again directed, now putting Bill out of mind as I leaned in closer, actually joining the girls on the bed where I could again get close enough to watch, once again pretending to be the camera, focusing in on the way Crystal licked, sucked and devoured Andrea's cunt.

There were two surprises coming, both of which I felt would no doubt tell me everything I needed to know about her, and if I could and would...actually use her or be able to work with her. If she was, then in addition to no longer wanting to work with Brad, I could find a way to likewise dump Misty, though she had done well by me. But I was now tired of putting up with her "stardom" demands and attitude. It was time...well past time for some fresh faces, not to mention far more respect and gratitude for even working or acting in one of my films.

"Ok...two things here that I want to see," I now explained. "First, no cumming yet until I tell you Bill. So if you're getting close before then, then step back and leave it be for a moment until you recover. Got it?"

He nodded his head slowing down, though not quite taking it out. At least he was good at following directions. Points for him.

"Alright...Andrea honey? You don't need to hold back any longer now...whenever you're ready," I said cryptically as she smiled knowingly at me with her eyes. "Crystal? Go ahead and make Andrea cum honey, let's see some really intense clit flicking, cunt fucking fingers going to work here now shall we?"

"And as for you Bill? Now I want you to come over here...kneel down on the bed right beside them, keep stroking your prick, but don't you dare cum, but I also want you right on the edge of actually doing it, so that you will the moment I actually tell you to do so, think you can handle that?"

Once again he nodded his head excitedly, as though he was actually auditioning for a role in my film himself, which in a way is what I had hoped for of course, and which in the long run would also make it easier in negotiating with him over Crystal's financial requirements, and the offer I'd actually give her in the beginning. It would be between the two of them to work it all out. But that wouldn't be any of my problem by then either.

I continued to watch...closely in fact, waiting for the inevitable which Andrea soon signaled as she suddenly held her breath. "Ok Bill...go ahead and squirt, try and do it right against Andrea's pussy, all over her clit, and you Crystal, you baby keep licking, I need to see how well you handle all this," giving her the only warning I intended on giving her.

Luckily, Bill was close enough that Andrea didn't have to hold back for too long...she was hovering on the edge now herself, fighting it as Crystal's talented little tongue and fingers kept busy pleasuring Andrea's about to explode pussy, which did, the moment Andrea felt Bill's first spurt of cream landing against her pussy.

Only then did I sit up in order to watch all of it.

It was a delight to see the sudden spray of Andrea's cunt envelope Crystal's face, drenching her, just as Bill likewise continued to squirt a reasonable jettison against the two of them now, of his own sticky cream.

As expected at first, Crystal was surprised, briefly jerking back, but she just as quickly leaned forward once again, accepting the still continued streamer of Andrea's massive squirt which continued to pump out of her pussy like someone had turned on a fire hose.

Bill was finished, but he'd obviously gotten off in a good way, and I wondered briefly when he did by the somewhat surprised look on his own face, if this hadn't been the actual first time that Crystal had been forced, to some extent anyway, to lick down his mixed cream as it mingled now with Andrea's still leaking cunt.

"Yes...keep going Crystal, it's important to finish the scene, show the viewer that you're enjoying this just as much as everything else. It needs to seem believable, even if it isn't...that's what you're paid for." I told her.

She virtually cleaned Andrea's pussy, which included Bill's own spunk as well which had covered Andrea's lips sufficiently to make it even more decadent looking than I'd imagined or expected. I decided to include that particular act in the new movie as well now having liked it so much. I knew that Andrea would very much enjoy playing the role of one of the wicked stepsisters too.

"Ok...CUT!"

The clock on the beside night stand read:

10:05pm

It was now time for some pampering, and a parting of the ways for the moment at least. I neither wanted nor needed an audience for the second act soon to come. Andrea wisely led Crystal into the bathroom to freshen and clean up. I then extended my hand to Bill, which he took shaking it.

"Nicely done," I complimented. "I'm impressed with her, and think we can do something together in the next picture I do," I also assured him. He was smiling broadly. "Anyway, good to see you again, and I'm sure we'll get in touch here within the next few days. Oh...and don't worry, I'll see to it that she gets home." I now stood silently, letting the subtle dismissal settle in, which he finally realized.

"Oh yes, well...thank you," he said finally taking the hint and beginning to dress. "I'll ah...call you in a couple of days then."

"I'll call you..." I said heading him off. "Still got a lot of things on my plate I need to do first, but I will. And I'm sure that you and Crystal will have a few things to work out as well first, before then." I grinned knowingly.

I soon saw him to the door, letting him out with a brief fair well nod of the head in good-bye, and then closed it behind him as he stood there.

Moments later both women strolled back into the room, neither one of which looking the worse for wear. Crystal seemed quite pleased to also notice that Bill was no longer there.

"You've got the part," I informed her. "Andrea knows what I'm willing to give you to come work for me, you can schedule an appointment with her later in the week and work out the details."

She seemed pleased enough with that not to pursue it. The business part of the evening was over with. Now it was time for some pleasure. Mine.

I walked over to the bed getting on to it, propping a few pillows behind me while still sitting up slightly. "Come sit on me...facing forward," I told Crystal. Andrea already knew what I wanted her to do, what I liked as she waited.

She quickly did so, easing herself down over my rigidly hard shaft. I felt it sink in, felt the liquid softness of her cunt surrounding me. I reached forward cupping her breasts in my hands and began playing with them molding them as she began moving against me. Andrea now joining us, leaning forward. I enjoyed the sensation of her hand, her tongue upon each of us. Sometimes removing my cock, sucking, and then licking it clean of Crystal's pussy juice before reinserting it, or slapping it against Crystal's clit for a moment or two. I fucked, feeling Crystal fucking back, felt Andrea's hand caressing my balls, or finger stroking Crystal's clit while we did that.

"Come stand," I said a short time later. "Eat her again," I then told Crystal, until she's close again. She'll know what to do when she is."

Andrea now stood as Crystal once again began licking her, fingering her, as she continued fucking me. I continued to pinch, pull and toy with Crystal's nipples, which seemed to enhance her own pleasures, her cunt getting wetter and wetter by the minute as I did so, though it seemed she was getting off just as much in eating out Andrea's cunt as it was in my fucking hers.

"Ready whenever you are Jack," Andrea said a while later, she'd obviously been enjoying Crystals mouth and tongue again, so it hadn't taken her all that long to get there.

"Then do it baby...do it!" I said, always looking forward to this, which I did each and every time.

Andrea now slid down, placing her cunt next to Crystals, leaning back supporting herself on her arms. "Play with my tits," she told Crystal, "Really yank on my nipples too!" she added lustily. "And rub Jack's dick on my cunt now."

I felt Crystal almost reluctantly removing my cock from her split, though she did so, now rubbing it rapidly back and forth against Andrea's cunt. With her free hand, she reached out just as Andrea had asked her, and began pinching and pulling one of her hard extended nipples.




24



"Perfect!" Andrea nearly cried out. "Keep doing it like that!"

The moment I felt Andrea's second wet spray of the evening, I felt my cock lurch, now spurting a fresh creamy wad of its own. Crystal continued pumping it, watching in delight and surprise as I came and as Andrea continued flooding the two of us with her own climatic display. 

"Stuff it back in...and come on me," I told her. Which she then did.

I had the cab drop me off briefly back at the office before taking me home. Letting myself in, I saw the message light flashing on the kitchen phone, it was just then 12:49am.

12:50am

I walked over towards the refrigerator opening the door. I retrieved the half-filled cup, which contained the Fat Man's load intending to put it inside when the phone rang. Still holding it in my hand, I answered.

I could hear Susan's voice speaking even before I could say hello.

"Hey baby, didn't wake you did I?"

"Nope, just got home in fact myself. How was your day?"

"Just finished up a while ago," she told me. "How did it go for you, wrap it up?"

"Yeah, we did...went well too. Better than I expected," I told her. 

"That's good...tired?"

"A little...why?"

"Cause I'm still horny...that's why. But then again I knew I would be."

"Guy," I said saying the obvious.

"Yeah...Guy. All looks...big dick, nothing else."

I realized I was still holding onto the cum-cup, thought briefly about Diane and how pleased she'd be, perhaps not so much at having to use another cold-cum to get herself off with, but at least she'd be pleased with the volume of it when she saw it. I continued to stand in the open door of the refrigerator my only real source of light on at the time, though sitting the cup down on the counter top next to it.

"What are you wearing?"

She laughed. "Nothing of course silly...but you should know that."

I did, already picturing the way she looked as I retrieved my almost too tired prick and began stroking it.

"So tell me what you're doing then...what are you using?" I asked. Susan knew how much I loved it when she masturbated herself for me, watching her in particularly, especially when she did so, finding something a bit unusual to do it with.

"Let's see," she said into the phone, and I could tell then she was looking about. "Ah...there's something," she then said. "Wait one." She was back a second later.

"What is it?"

"A coke bottle." I grinned, Susan never drank, so I wasn't surprised. 

"You fucking yourself with it?"

"Yes," she moaned pleasurably into the phone. "And you?"

"Oh yeah...stroking it now, all nice and hard." Which it was.

"How many today?" she asked giggling. 

I had to think back, "Eight?"

"Not bad Jack...not bad, even for you...better than me today anyway."

"How many?"

"Three."

"No wonder you're still horny."

I could hear her pummeling her cunt with the cock bottle. "Can you hear that?" she giggled. I could. It sounded really nasty. "Oh yeah baby...keep doing that, sounds nice, really naughty nice." I looked over, popped the lid on the plastic cup.

By then she was already screaming into the phone.

I held the cup over my dick and squirted, heard the grandfather clock in the living room chime.

It was 1:00am

"Make that nine," I told her.