3 comments/ 66484 views/ 17 favorites A Passion Play Ch. 02 By: eclare This is a copyrighted original work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Song lyrics contained herein remain the original artist's property. Many thanks to editor Tom Graham of Girls_cum_first. * Fantastic as Christa thought I might have been, all I could think while lying in bed was how I didn't want to screw Ana or Angela, in the butt or elsewhere. With Angela maybe I could drink my way into having sex with her, but with Ana that was a totally different story. I was scared that I'd already ruined it with Ana. I had to fix the situation. Church Girl was a worry too, she was definitely stressed by the situation. After a while I heard Ana come downstairs and go to her room. For probably an hour I pondered whether I should go and do something, say something to her....I really didn't know what to do. She had, not perhaps - but for sure, reluctantly bet her ass and lost. It didn't matter what happened in our friendship -- our relationship -- I hated to use that word but I had to face it -- but from that point on it would never be the same. I seriously fucked up. A few minutes later I got out bed, slipped on my t-shirt and sweatpants walked down the hall and tapped on Ana's door. "Come in." She was in her PJs. Her normally long, thick braid of India-ink black hair was all combed out and splayed out across her shoulders and back as she sat in front of her computer. I had to admit to myself, she looked pretty sexy. "What's up?" she asked. "Ana....Ana...I'm really sorry...you don't have to..." "Joey!" she said raising her hands in the air cutting me off, "it was a fair bet and I know what you're worried about. Our friendship is fine today and will be fine tomorrow. Nothing's changed. Go to bed. I've got work to do. Good night." I felt like a mouse, I simply said, "Good night," closed the door and slinked back to my room. I felt better though. I'm not sure how she did it, but she seemed to have diffused the whole situation. I didn't know if I'd land up screwing her ass or not, but I felt better. And I still had Bubbles' ass to look forward to. When I woke up in the morning -- naturally with a hard-on, I started thinking through the logistics. Number one -- I'd never screwed anyone in the ass before. I knew it wasn't simple. I'd seen enough porn to understand that there could be pain involved. I spent about half the day on the internet learning about anal sex. I learned about lubes and oils, about condoms, dildos, about taking it slowly one finger at a time, about enemas, butt plugs, relaxing the sphincter....in the end it was information overload. I figured I knew it all, I knew what to do. The second thing was that I needed to pick the girls in order. While I was certain that I couldn't wait to have Bubbles, I was most freaked about Ana. But her words from last night gave me a confidence to carry on with the whole crazy situation. I'd already told them about me putting stars on their doors. I just needed to carry on with the plan. I wanted them clean. I told them that. I didn't want any shit involved. That was my personal gross out. The internet taught me that they needed to have enemas first. Bravely I went to the pharmacy that afternoon with the mission to buy five enema kits and five bottles of lube. I figured sharing wouldn't be too cool. I took a deep breath to gather some courage and went inside. There was only one enema kit style to choose from. I grabbed five boxes. The lube had a huge selection. I picked the cheap no-name stuff and grabbed five bottles. In retrospect I should have grabbed a basket because as I trundled up to the only cash register open with my arms overflowing, I accidently dropped all the boxes and all the lube onto the counter in front of the check out lady. She was middle age, forty, fifty? Not particularly good looking. She stood there looking at the mess I made for a few moments then turned her face up to me and asked, "Did you find everything you were looking for today?" I know I was beet red. "Yes," I squeaked. A girl, about eighteen, stepped up next to me with mascara and shampoo in hand, waiting to check out. The sales lady rung up my purchases as I tried to calm down and get a hold of my sanity. "That will be two twenty seven, nineteen." "What?!" Clearly I hadn't checked the prices. "Perhaps you can get by with only four of these?" she said holding up one of the enema kit boxes for the whole store to see. She gazed at me with a stupid grin on her face. The girl next to me in line looked at me with distress in her face and said, "Eeeew!" My legs were shaking, I knew my face was red. I was ready to bolt out of the store. "No, I need all five," I squeaked again. "They are re-usable you know," the sales lady said with mock indignation in her face. I hope it was mock. The young girl's mouth hung open; her eyes were full of horror. "I need five, I'll take all five," I said trembling as I handed her my credit card. I thought I was going to die. I survived. On the way home I stopped at the dollar store and bought five gold colored gift bags and a packet of red star stickers. I finalized my plan. Angela would be first because if she wasn't, she'd be thinking that I didn't want to do her, which of course was exactly the case. Plus Angela, being sex starved, would be the one who would most likely to give a favorable review to the others. Next would be Church Girl. She was already clearly freaked about it. I had to deal with that situation soon. Then Ana. I still had my doubts about whether I could go through with her. And then Bubble's sweet, tight, little ass. I couldn't wait for that. And to finish up, Christa the Orgasmatron Yeah Christa was going to be like the icing on the cake. Hot sex plus sweet revenge. It couldn't get any better. After stashing the gifts I went over to Donny's for dinner and landed up coming home a little late and a lot high. I didn't see the girls that night but before going to bed I put a star on Angela's door. I woke up in the morning to the sound of somebody in the downstairs bathroom. As usual my dick was hard and I needed to piss. Suddenly Angela walked into my room with a huge smile on her face. She was wearing a big purple nightie type thing. Her big boobs were swaying underneath. I could see her nipples poking out. "I found something this morning," she beamed while coming to sit on my bed. "I'm ready," she said as she grabbed my bone through the top sheet, "and I can see you are too!" "Angela. Angela, hold on. You wait here," I said, "I've got to piss," I stood up naked with my boner sticking straight out, "and we need to talk." "You don't want to do it now?" she asked staring at my cock. "It ain't happening," I said, "I've got classes all day then I've got to be at the dojo tonight. Wait here, I need to piss and we need to talk," as I walked out to the bathroom holding my bone from swaying side to side. The bathroom stunk of shit. Again. I guess Angela really was ready. When I got back she was crying. What the hell did I do? "Why are you crying?" "Joey you don't have to fuck me. I know I'm fat and ugly...." "Angela! Don't be an idiot," I said cutting her off as I sat down beside her putting my arm around her big shoulder, "you're a beautiful lady. And ya...so...maybe...you could be a few pounds lighter....but you're still....beautiful...and sexy...and funny." I knew I wasn't handing the situation well so far. It was early in the morning... "Bullshit Joey," sobbing "you don't want to fuck me. You don't have to." "Angela. I picked you first." "Ya, to get it over and done with." "Look Angela," I said hugging her then kissing her tear soaked eyes, "you have to understand something. This whole anal sex thing is not about my pleasure. It's about me giving you pleasure. I picked you first because you are the most deserving. You are the one that I want to give pleasure to the most." Did I really say that? Given the number of beers I had last night and the weed, I was surprisingly clear headed this morning. She looked up at me, a smile was creeping up on her face. "You don't really mean that, do you?" "Of course I do Angela," she was wiping the tears off her cheek. "I have a little gift for you," I said. "A gift?" "It's not really a gift." I reached down into my closet and pulled the first of the gold gift bags out and handed it to her. "Oh!" she said taking the bag from me with sparkle in her eye. She pulled out the enema kit box, looked at it for a moment, turned her face to me, her eyes wide opened. "What's this?" she asked. I couldn't believe how awkward this just became. "It's an enema kit," I said meekly. "I can see that." Gulp. "Angela, I want us to have fun. This is what it's all about. Not just me getting my jollies in your ass. It's all about you ..and me...having some serious erotic fun." "You want to give me an enema?" "No...no...no. I want you to give yourself an enema before we do this. Maybe I'm just funny, but I'd like you to be clean inside and out when we do this." She just looked at me with her eyes all wide in disbelief. She pulled the bottle of lube out of the bag, looked at it then looked back up at me. "And I'd like you to be all slippery too." My eyes bore in on hers. Hers on mine. "You're making it out as if I'm the weirdo here," I said, then continued, "I thought I heard you say that you're an anal virgin. Have you ever had anything else in there?" "Yeah a dildo." "Really?" now my eyes were truly wide open. This was going to be fun. "Ok," I continued "when do you want to do this? I want us to be relaxed, not pressured, maybe we should grab a bottle of wine or something. I can get us a couple of joints if you want. I don't want this to be a wham bam thank you ma'am type thing. I want you to cum. A lot. I want to see those big breasts of yours shaking as you cum. I want to suck and pinch those nipples of yours. I want to lick that pussy of yours and I want to fuck you up your ass." She was smiling now. Did I just say all that? "Whenever you're ready," she said grinning. "How about Friday night? I asked. "Your place or mine?" "What do you mean?" "Your room or my room? I want you to be comfortable." "Oh. My room I guess," she answered. "Ok so after dinner on Friday you go and get yourself ready. I want you shaved, showered, clean inside and out. I'll come to your room. I'll bring some wine. You don't have to dress. In fact, naked would be good. It's not like we're going on a date or anything. We're going to do this and have fun." I paused for a moment and added "Are you okay with all of this?" I was on a roll... "I am more than just okay with it," she replied turning and putting her arms around me with a big grin on her face. "You are fantastic," and added, "I can't wait." She kissed me on the cheek, got up, giggled and smiled back at me as she headed out of my door. Phew. That went well I thought to myself. I can't get out of this now though. Even if she is fat and ugly, well not ugly, fat. She is sweet though. But I've got to pull this off somehow. I had a mental image of opening up her door and seeing her on her hands and knees on her bed with her butt up in the air, her big ass staring at me. Not the prettiest image. Somehow I'm going to have to get turned on and get a boner. The rest of the week was pretty uneventful. I had a lot of math to do. Ana helped me with it as if nothing was going on. Church Girl avoided me. Every time I saw Church Girl she didn't look happy at all. She wouldn't even look at me. Gay for sure. Bubbles on the other hand would give me that devilish little grin of hers every time she saw me staring at her ass. I swear, she even jiggled it for me once. My head was swimming. Christa, I didn't see all week. Friday night came. Fridays have always been my favorite night. Time to party. Time to let go and have fun. And even though I had to be at the dojo bright and early in the morning I was pumped. I was really looking forward to making Angela happy. Whatever it takes. I'd bought a couple of bottles of Chianti, thinking that it would be appropriate seeing as Angela was Italian. I also got a fat joint off Donny. When I got home I caught Angela coming out of the kitchen. "Are we still on?" she asked with a hint off uneasiness in her face. "Absolutely," I answered, damn sure of myself. She was all smiles and giggles after that as she told me that she had eaten already and was heading off to the shower to get herself 'ready'. She gave me an hour to eat and get myself ready too. The thought struck me. Get myself ready? I hope she didn't think that I'll be giving myself an enema. The thought of having a dildo shoved up my ass danced in my head. I'd never done that but maybe it would be fun. Gays obviously love a cock up the ass. It's got to feel good I rationalized. Maybe it would make me gay if I did it and I liked it. No, that's stupid. My brain was bouncing. By the time I finished making and eating my mac and cheese and steak I came to the conclusion that I was going to give myself an enema too. Just in case something happened during the whole Angela episode, I should at least be ready I figured. Just in case. I grabbed one of the kits. It didn't have any instructions so I had to look it up on the internet what to do, just to make sure I knew what to do. I hoped Angela figured out how the thing worked too. The bathroom of course was occupied. So I filled up the bag in the kitchen sink. It took a lot of water. I made sure it was warm. I read that I'd have to hold it in for a while, so I rationalized I could do this in my room and then when Angela was finished in the bathroom I'd get rid of the stuff, have a shower and be fresh and clean for Angela. I closed the bedroom door suffocating myself. Then I hung up the full bag up in my closet, undressed and then got on all fours on the floor. Using a little bit of lube from the loot bag I shoved the tube end up my ass and opened the valve. Easy I thought. Then not so easy. I started getting cramps in my belly. What I read said that I would feel cramps, but that they would go away. They didn't go away. They were getting worse. My forehead started to sweat. My heart was pounding. I was on the floor with this thing plugged into my ass. I had nowhere to go. Now what do I do? It was really starting to hurt. I needed to turn it off. I looked up at the bag as the last of it drained out into my asshole. Holy shit! I pulled the tube out. My butt hole was clenched tight. I needed to get rid of this stuff now! I didn't even dare to bend over to put on my sweatpants, I was going to explode. Naked, I hobbled over to the bathroom and tried the door "I'm not ready yet," was the response. "Angela! Open the door you don't understand." "I can't, I'm not ready yet." "Open the fucking door Angela!" I was shaking. I was about to explode out my head. "I can't. I can't reach it." Damn. I shuffled off back down the hall holding my belly with one hand and pressing the other hand against my ass. I've got to go to the other bathroom. To hell with Christa and her rules. I gotta go now! Each step going up the stairs was torture. I daren't open my legs up too much. I hobbled into the hall upstairs with my hand still pressing my bumhole. All my butt muscles where reduced down to the size of a pea, or less. The door was locked! I was twisting the handle frantically. "Occupied." It was Church Girl. "Eve let me in. I've really got to go!" "I'm in the bath." "Ppplease, o-open the door Eve!" I was shaking so much that I dropped to my knees with my face sliding against the bathroom door. I was hurtin' bad. "Use your own bathroom!" Christa yelled from her room across the hall. Her door was slightly ajar. "I can't. Angela's in it," I gasped as I fell further rolling into a fetal position on the floor, still pressing my right hand firmly into my butthole. It was a race it seemed. What was going to explode first, my guts or my brain? "Then go pee outside." "No, you don't understand I've....." "What the hell?" It was a male voice. There were men's shoes in front of my face with legs in them. "Oh my, is he okay?" Woman's voice, women's shoes. "Joey! What the hell?" It was Christa. "I'm fine. I'm okay," I grunted. "Son, you look a long way from okay," man's voice again. "Mom, Dad this is Joey. Joey this is my Mom and Dad." I'm sure I was bleeding out of my mouth at that point. "Oh hello Mr. and Mrs. Harris," I squeaked still pressing my hand against my anus. "Brad, I don't think he's okay." "I just need to go to the bathroom really bad," I gasped pressing the issue. The pain was shooting through my guts. It was the worst ever. My eyes were blurry. The bathroom door opened and Church Girl stepped out with a white towel draped around her dripping. A toilet! I couldn't stand up, so like an inchworm on its' side I scooted myself into the bathroom naked, holding my butthole tight. "Close the door!" I gasped. I barely managed to get my butt on the toilet. Splashhhh. "Aaaaaugh!" Splashhh. "Aughhh!" Splash. "Oh shit!" "Eeeeeww." "Gross," I heard from the other side of the door. "Is he always like that Christa?" "Ya, pretty well." What the hell? My senses started to come back to me. I wasn't embarrassed before, I was too caught up in my personal distress situation. But now I had to make an exit out the bathroom, with some modicum of dignity. After flushing, twice, washing my hands and throwing some water on my face, I grabbed the only reasonably sized towel I could find. Pink. Obviously, Bubbles' towel. I don't know why I did it, perhaps to preserve some modesty, I wrapped the towel around me like a girl, covering my chest too and stepped out. Four set of eyes were glaring at me. "Christa, you know we're always worried about you. Are you really okay here?" Mrs. Harris said while frowning at me. "Mom, Dad I'm fine, thanks for the new computer. I don't know what's up with Joey though, but I think he'll be alright," Christa said, her eyebrows were in a line again eyeing me. Veins popping. Church Girl tried to step back into the bathroom to resume her bath. "Eeeewww", she was physically assaulted by the smell and reeled back in the door way. "Sorry," I said as I headed down the hallway, then down the stairs, "so nice to meet you." I was totally devastated. "Christa we need to talk," I heard Mr. Harris say as I headed down the stairs. That's it, I'm done I thought to myself. They're going to kick me out of the house. I deserve to be kicked out. I'll have no place to go. Ron and Donny both filled their extra rooms. I can't go home and commute. I'll be homeless. Worst yet, I'll not get to collect. I'm never going to collect on Bubbles' ass. I really, really messed up now. "Nice towel! Pink looks good on you," it was Angela just coming out of the downstairs bathroom. "I'm ready!" she said. She was dressed in a white bathrobe and had her arms extended spanning the hallway. Oh shit. Not now. I dove into my bedroom and flopped onto the bed wrapped in Bubbles' Barbie-World towel. "Are you okay Joey?" Angela asked as she walked into my room. "I'm fine," was all I could mumble. I wasn't. I was shaken. She sat next to me on the bed and asked slowly in a low voice "Joey. Why do you have an enema bag hanging in your closet?" "I know why! You want it up the ass too!" "I don't believe it!" she yelled as she ran out of the room. A Passion Play Ch. 02 Somebody tell me this ain't true. She appeared back in the doorway glaring at me with an evil grin on her face while twirling a big purple dildo in her fingers, as if she was a cheerleader. "This is going to be so much fun," she said, almost growling out the words. Save me. This was not working out as planned. Not even close. "Angela, I need a shower. I'm not ready yet. Just give me a few minutes". I needed to go to the can again too. Evidently the enema wasn't fully out yet. "Do me a favor Angela, there's some Chianti in the bag there. Grab the corkscrew from upstairs and a couple of wine glasses. I know there's an ashtray up there somewhere, grab it too. I've got some pot, it's on the dresser. Make yourself at home in my room. Put some music on. I need a shower." I needed to go again. Then I hit the shower. I kept playing over and over in my mind all that had just transpired. I was so busted. I took my time. Just as I was starting to compose myself the water started to run cold. Back in my room and still wrapped in Bubble's pink towel, I found Angela naked on my bed, on her hands and knees, her big ass was staring at me -- just as I had envisioned. I don't know where the CD came from but it was playing on my stereo -- Tina Turner singing The Acid Queen. She had a wine glass on the side table next to her and she was giggling while wiggling that big ass. The room stunk of pot. My previous vision and the actual vision differed in one slight difference. Angela had her purple dildo buried in her butt. Strangely, I wasn't grossed out at all. Actually, it was kind of hot. Her pussy was completely hairless. Big, big pussy lips. I felt my dick twitch. Not twitch -- spring to life! "Nice," I said as I closed the door behind me, stifling us in the room. I picked up the other glass, grabbed the bottle and poured myself some wine. There was only a half a glass left in the bottle. I guess I'd been a while. "Joey?" "Mmmmuh? I answered rubbing her bum. She was rubbing her long clit. "Can you cum twice in a row?" her voice all sultry. "Maybe....why? I was gently rubbing one of her huge nipples now while holding the wine glass in my other hand. "Because I want to suck you off, and then...." she was rubbing her clit real fast now "I want you to give me a good, long fuck." I drained my half wine glass and put it down as she flipped herself over onto her back. The dildo was still humming away in her butt. Her big tits flopped to each side. Her areolas were huge and dark. Her nipples stuck out nearly an inch and were as thick as my little finger. She opened her legs up. Her pussy lips were massive flaps of dark skin creating quite a contrast to the bright pink inside. Her clit was visibly extended, like a tiny cock. I dove right in. Her pussy tasted and smelled of pure sin, with maybe just a hint of soap. I licked all around, pulling her pussy lips open with my fingers and lips. I was like a kid in a toy store. This was fun! I could feel the dildo's vibrations on my tongue as I plunged it into her hole as deep as I could. My cock was as hard as a rock now. If your child ain't all he should be now This girl will put him right. I'll show him what he could be now Just give me one night. I'm the Gypsy - the acid queen. Pay before we start. I'm the Gypsy - I'm guaranteed. to tear your soul apart Her wide hips were wiggling uncontrollably now. She was breathing hard. I wrapped my arms around her big bum and sucked her clit into my mouth. She came instantly. I felt her hands on the back of my head pressing me in as her hips buckled on the bed. Aside from the snorting she didn't make a sound. On the third contraction the dildo popped out her ass landing against my neck, buzzing like an angry bee on the scrunched up pink towel underneath me. Slowly her contractions slowed down, then stopped. She let go of my head. I gasped for air. Wow! I'd never seen the look in her eyes that she had just then. She looked like an animal about to pounce. My dick was hard and I was ready to go, I thought to myself that I'd have to slow done and get a hold of the situation. I got up off the bed and reached for the other bottle of wine. She turned off the dildo and spread the pink towel out. I poured a glass for her and as I was pouring myself one too she dropped to her knees on the floor in front of me and sucked my cock into mouth and straight down deep- throat style, all in one go. Where'd she learn to do that?! With the glass still in my left hand she pushed me backwards forcing me sit on the bed. I'd dribbled the glass and now red wine was dripping off my fingers, down my elbow and off the bottom of the glass into the towel. "Ha! Ha! -- You're mine now!" she cackled and dropped her mouth onto my cock again giving it a strong, wet suck. "Lie on the bed," she ordered. I reached to the side table and barely got my glass down as her lubed finger shot up my ass. "What the hell?!" I gasped as she popped the cap back onto the lube bottle with her left hand, tossed it aside and lowered her head to my cock. Looking up at me she said in a low voice, "I'm going to sooo love this." I'm not sure which finger on her right hand was wiggling inside my ass but it felt great. Her left hand was massaging my nuts, almost twirling them. And her head was bobbing up and down on my cock, sometimes way down. The suction never let up. I wasn't going to last very long, that was for damn sure. I remembered it was Angela that dipped a finger into my cum and stuck it in her mouth. This girl will swallow for sure I realized. I didn't get to think too long. My whole body was shaking, my heart rate was way up, it was all too much. I blasted off into her mouth while her finger was doing the devil's work inside my bum. She never stopped. Had my beet red face not been looking up and watching I wouldn't have noticed that her throat moved. She swallowed. Quickly. Without missing a beat. This woman was something else! Finally she pulled her mouth off my still hard cock. "Fuck me!" she said, almost growling. Her eyes were dark. Her black hair was matted, lipstick smeared. The mascara on her eyes was running. She looked like a grown up version of the Linda Blair from the Exorcist. I'm the Gypsy - I'm guaranteed. to tear your soul apart She flopped onto her back, legs wide open. That cunt was amazing. I watched her as she reached over and cleaned the dildo off onto the towel and then lubed it all up again fresh. Before I had a chance to grab my wineglass and take a gulp her greased hand was wiping my butt hole. She pulled me into herself. "Fuck meee!!!" My still hard cock slipped right into to her pussy hole. She was so wet. I was on top of her missionary style and I started fucking her. Hard. I was pounding into her, wiggling my hips. She slid a finger into my ass again. I kept pounding her with all my might, not softening up at all. Her hands were all over my ass. Suddenly I felt a slight pain in my butt. She was pushing the dildo into my ass. I continued to fuck her. I could taste my cum in her mouth as I pressed her mouth against mine, tongue deep inside. The dildo was deep inside me now. Angela was stabbing me with it matching my every thrust into her. Every side to side, every up and down, every twirl I did with my cock in her puss was mirrored in my ass. It was exquisite. It was sublime. I didn't know if I was fucking her or I was fucking my own ass. A combination of both I guess. We were going at it like animals. Angela, after about five minutes started to cum. And never stopped. She turned all red, repeatedly contracted under me while simultaneously snorting. Her eyes were watering, her nose was running. I was getting worried about getting her snot sprayed on me, but I just kept on pounding, twisting inside her. Her contractions never let up. We must have been going at it like that for what seemed half an hour. Bzzzzzzzzz "Aaaaaaghhh!" she turned the dildo on. It was like electricity just shot through my spine. My arms gave out and I flopped onto her with my full weight. I was still jacking in and out of her with my hips. She pulled the still buried dildo up towards her forcing the other end to press against my prostate. I came like I'd never come before. My whole body was convulsing but she never let up pressing the dildo inside me. I just kept on coming and coming. She gripped me tight as I hung on for dear life. I swear every last sperm cell was gone. The house was empty. I rolled off of her breathing hard. I needed air. The dildo slipped out of my ass. I could see cum seeping from her cunt. She was covered in sweat and breathing hard too. Those dark Italian eyes of hers were piercing me. "Angela, you're an animal." "You're supposed to be fucking me up the ass," she panted. I wiggled on my back catching my breath. I couldn't get enough. I needed to open the door and I got up to do so. It felt like a million degrees in there. She sat up and took a sip of wine, cum still spilling out of her pussy. "Seriously Joey. What about my ass? I was stunned. "You're supposed to fuck my ass." "Angela. You've got to give me a few minutes...maybe like a week. I'm done. For a while anyway," trying to sound optimistic. I was truly done. I'd never had a sexual experience like that before. And I told her. We settled in and drank wine, cuddled. Old Angela was back all giggles and laughs. She would flick my non-responsive flaccid cock with her fingertip and say "Hello anybody home?" We were smoking the last of the joint when I accidently dropped it onto to her, lit. It landed right between her big tits. That got us jumping up until we managed to stamp it out on the towel. She wasn't hurt, it was laughs all around as it always is with Angela. It was weird. She was already my friend in the house. She wasn't really my 'type'. She was fat. That's a natural turn-off for me. But after what just happened, and especially lying naked and kibitzing with her I was so totally comfortable with her. Could it be that I was falling for this girl? After a while she said, "That's it, it's late I'm going to bed," got up, grabbed her house coat, turned to me and said "but you still owe me an ass-fuck," laughed and walked out of my room. Angela. She was right of course, but only after I got Bubbles' and Christa's ass. I pissed, came back to the room, whipped the pink towel off the bed and tucked myself in. I had to be at karate in the morning, I woke up Saturday morning to the usual sound of footsteps above me, the house creaking from the girls and giggling upstairs. Strangely I didn't have a boner, but I needed to piss. My asshole hurt. Before I could drag my sorry ass out of bed Bubbles was in my doorway. A nice sight. "Joey do you have my towel?" She spotted it on the floor, stepping forward and picking it up. "You and Angela had anal sex on my towel last night? Why? What's wrong with your own towel? Why did you have to use mine? I was speechless, still groggy from sleep. "What's this, blood?" "Red wine," I croaked, coming to my senses. "It's burnt too!" "I'm sorry." She threw the towel at me as she yelled, "It's my favorite towel you asshole. What the fuck is wrong with you?" and stormed out of my room. "I can explain..." to deaf ears. I couldn't explain. I had to skedaddle out of there, I was already running late. I did take the time to put a star on Church Girl's door. After karate I needed to sort a couple of things out. I stopped at Wal-Mart and found pink towels. They were actually quite nice, big and fluffy. I swear it was just the same pink towel, or maybe better than the one I ruined. At least it was the same Barbie pink color. I bought all of them. Eleven. Together they stacked up about three and a half feet. I wasn't going to let this towel incident ruin my chances with Bubbles. My other task was that I needed to replace one enema kit and one bottle of lube. I went back to the pharmacy. I had my backpack and three shopping bags obviously over-stuffed with pink towels with me. With my pink pontoons I waddled down the aisle and managed to find the replacement wares. I got a hold of the lube bottle in my fingers but I had to carry the enema kit in my teeth as I made my way back to the check out. There was only one cash register open and it was free. I spit the enema kit out onto the counter and kind of tossed the lube bottle from my fingers and looked up. It was the same lady. She glared at me then scanned the items, but didn't say a word. My head was down, I didn't say a word either. My legs were shaking again. After I paid and she bagged the items, she said, "Obviously you need help." Find me a rock that I can crawl under. When I got back home Bubbles wasn't in. So I simply stacked the towels neatly onto her perfectly made bed. I couldn't believe how neat her room was. I'd never actually noticed before. I guess every time I looked in I was checking out her ass and not looking at the room. I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and made my way downstairs. Church Girl was sitting on my bed. Obviously she found the star. She'd been avoiding me for days now. Whatever was bugging her was going to be brought to a head now. Although she was the sweetest girl in the world I hoped this would not turn out ugly or weird. "I..I..have to talk to you," she stammered. "Yes, that's the point of the star. You're next and we have to arrange things. Is there a problem?" She didn't answer. She just stared at the floor. "What is it?" big mature he-man that I was, asked. She looked as if she was going to cry. In fact it looked like she had been crying. "I can't do it." She said slowly looking at the floor. "What am I that ugly?" "No, no it's not that..." "So I am ugly, but that's not the reason?" I was taunting her now. I knew the reason. She was lesbian. "You don't understand," she whimpered. Tears rolled down her checks. "What I understand is this Eve. I nearly busted my spleen to win a contest that you had willingly signed onto. I kept going so that I could have sex with you..." I lied, "you would have been fine with me eating your pussy if I lost to Christa, but you're not fine the other way around." "I know," she whimpered, tears still rolling down her cheeks. "So don't be pissed off with me, be pissed off with Christa for not winning and especially be pissed off with yourself for making a stupid bet." I was getting pissed off myself now. I continued, "And you're not getting out of it. How would that be fair to the others? Oh gee-wiz girls Eve didn't want to have anal sex with me so I let her off the hook. But I'm not letting you girls off the hook, your asses are mine. Come on Eve, it was a fair bet." "I know, I know all that," she said openly sobbing, "b-but you don't understand." "Understand what Eve? That you're gay and you don't want to do it with a guy? She lifted her head and turned to me. "Gay?" She had a look of confusion on her face, "Who told you I'm gay?" "No one." "What makes you think I'm gay?" "I don't know....cause you won't go out with me?" She just looked at me in disbelief. "I still can't do it Joey." "And I still don't understand why not," I said. She looked up at me with teary, red eyes, "I'm a virgin." Why was I not surprised. "So?" I asked. "So I can't have intercourse with you." "But you signed on. If your virginity is so precious to you, why did you sign on? "Because I made a mistake. A stupid mistake. The biggest mistake I've ever made in my life!" she was balling her eyes out now. "Okay so I don't poke your sacred hymen, I just fuck your ass. You stay a virgin. I don't see the problem here." "You don't understand." "You're right I don't understand. You didn't seem to have a problem giving my cock a little suck a couple of weeks ago...You obviously had no problem with the prospect of me eating you out...I understand this virginity thing, and I can assure you that you're not going to get pregnant when I cum up your ass." She was balling again. Was I being too harsh? "Eve. I don't get it." "I promised...I made a vow...to myself ...and to my grandmother......" she said sobbing. I cut her off. "...That you wouldn't get fucked up the ass until your married? But sucking a cock is okay? How about your tits Eve? Is the right one okay for fondling while the left one is off limits?" I guess I was getting a little callous. Nevertheless, as sweet as Church Girl was, this was totally ridiculous. None of it made any sense to me. Maybe she was just scared, of me. And of having sex. She was still sobbing. "Eve. I'm not going to rape you. Relax." I continued, "Have you ever had sex before, of any kind?" I was fishing now. "I've been to third base." "Eve, I don't even know what that means," I said in frustration. "Joey, I love sex. But I made a vow to my grandmother that I would not allow anybody to put their penis in me 'down there' until I get married. And down there I'm afraid includes both regions." Give me a break. How pathetic. "Maybe a quick phone call to your grandmother is in order, just to clarify?" Duh. "She died two years ago." I'm such an idiot. "I'm sorry," I croaked. Church Girl paused for a moment, reached down and grabbed Bubbles' pink towel from under the bed and cleaned off her tears and then gave a big honking blow of her nose into the towel. Not very lady like, I thought. "No I'm sorry that I made the stupid bet. Joey I'll do anything to preserve my virginity - my special case virginity." What? "Anything?" I asked carefully. "Any....thing....just not those two things...I love sex." She paused, "And you're certainly not ugly." Then she added, "And I'm not lesbian." It took me a few seconds, I'm sure, to process all of it. "Anything?..Including 'sexual' anything?" I asked tentatively. She didn't answer at first then mumbled, "Ah..hum." Was that a yes? I pondered for a moment. "And for how long?" I added. She was silent for a few seconds considering, then said, "Until the lease runs out." She added, "Don't make me lose my virginity, don't hurt me, don't make me bleed or permanently mark me in any way or make me fail class or do anything illegal...or make me hate my life." I'm sure my jaw hit the floor. Hurt you? Make you bleed? I was stunned. My mind was reeling. Hate your life? What the hell? It was like gears were turning in my head. "Eve, let me get this right. In exchange for me taking your ass, you agree to become my sex slave until the lease runs out, given the limitations you listed out? "Yup" she was no longer crying. I'd say she was grinning. "Do we need to write this down?" I asked. "Nope. I trust you. Do you promise?" she said definitely smiling now. "I promise," I said. She answered, "I promise too." She put her arms around my shoulders and looked into my eyes. She kissed me on my cheek. We sat there for a moment on the bed with her arm around my shoulder. I'm pretty sure she was thinking the same thing that I was. What the hell just happened? "Eve. Can I ask one more thing? Do you swallow?" Still holding me she kissed me on the cheek again, her eyes bright, pulled me closer and whispered, "You bet." This turned out better than I could have dreamed. Although I was oh and two in the anal sex department I still had the others to look after for that. Angela, after what transpired last night, I figured I could have any time I wanted. But Church Girl -- my private sex pet? This was too much. In fact, it probably was too good to be true. "Eve," I asked cautiously, "seeing as you'll do anything for me, would it be too much to ask that you keep your pussy shaved at all times for me. And not just a landing str..." A Passion Play Ch. 02 "...It already is," she cut me off, smiling. Really? Is it me? I really don't know this girl. Do all girls do this now? I was stunned. She's got to be kidding. "Can you show me your naked puss please?" I asked hesitantly, "in fact, take all your clothes off." I was getting into the swing of things now. Without hesitation she kicked off her running shoes, then pulled off her socks. Standing up she undid her baggy blue jeans and pulled them down and off. She was shaved alright. I could see that through the skinny little light blue panties that rode up her crotch. I never expected that either. I'd always figured she was a Wal-Mart cotton panties type. She pulled off her sweat shirt and her tits - nice tits -- were encased in a matching light blue lace bra. I couldn't believe my eyes. I'm pretty certain they were watering. "Did you shave and dress in those panties and bra especially for our talk?" I asked suspiciously. "Nope," she answered nonchalantly as she undid her bra tossed it aside and then pulled her panties off. I stared in disbelief at this gorgeous woman's body. She held her arms out to the side and slowly turned around. Her tits were perfect. Nice big nipples perfectly rising from medium pink areolas. Each nipple was pointing up and slightly out. Absolutely picture perfect breasts. Her legs were long, slightly bowed, her hips were wide giving that inch wide gap at the top of her thighs. Pink pussy lips peeked out, I could tell just by staring that they were soft. Her ass flowed away like a beautiful song from the small of her back to the back of her thighs. She was absolutely stunning. I was in lust. My cock was hard. It didn't just harden up normally. I sprung one! I didn't know what to do. I didn't see any of this coming. It was still early on Saturday though, I had plenty of time to get my head around what was happening. "Do you like?" she broke my reverie as she slowly turned her body in front of me, her arms straight up in the air again. "Eve, you are absolutely gorgeous. You're simply amazing." "You're cute too," she said with a giggle. After a moment I asked "Anything?" "Within limits, yup." I peeled off my pants and underwear in one go. She was on to me in a flash. She had both hands on my cock and it was down her throat as far as it could go. I pulled her away. This was too fast. Plus I was spent from last night. I needed to think this whole situation through, I wasn't about to blow it all in one go. This was a prize I was going to very carefully cash in on. "What's the matter?" she asked as her head was pushed off of my cock. She looked all serious. She just lingered on....pushing to suck me, lick me...I tried to keep her mouth off my cock. It was all the self control I could muster. Eve looked up at me in disbelieve, there was a pain in her eyes. "Is there something wrong?" she looked as if she was going to cry. "No! No! No!....I just want the first time for us to be something special." I was a little surprised at myself. Eventually I sat up on the bed and just gazed at her. My sex pet? My personal slave? Wow. She looked hurt. I kissed her on the lips and said, "Thank-you." my dick still hard. She gazed at me, clearly her mind was reeling. I had resisted the temptation to rip her apart. I had to get the whole virgin thing sorted out in my head, at the very least. I knew I was perhaps frustrating her sexually. That in itself wasn't a bad thing....plus I had the others to think of. I grabbed the little packet of star stickers from my desk and handed it to her. "Would you be so kind to put one of these on Ana's door and will you walk down the hall naked to do it? "Sure," was all she said and wandered down the hall with a packet of stars in her hand. As she walked back I could see her hips swaying. "Can I walk you to your room?" I asked as I picked up her clothes. I stuffed them under my right arm and picked up her shoes. I held out my left hand to her and she grabbed it. We walked up the stairs hand in hand. Church Girl being totally naked. Her nipples were hard, sticking straight out. "Eve! What the fuck?" it was Christa. Ana and Angela in the kitchen too. Angela of course just burst out laughing. "Say hi to the girls," I said. Church Girl smiled, said, "Hi girls," and gave a little wave with her free hand as we walked by the kitchen still hand in hand. When we got to Church Girl's door, I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the lips. I could have melted right then and there. She was so soft and sensuous. "I'll catch up with you later," I said handing her, her clothes. She smiled, leaned into me and whispered "Actually it's a little cold being naked," then turned and walked into her room. As I walked past the kitchen again, all three of them were staring at me with their mouths open. "What?" I asked, hands out to my side. Simultaneously they all broke into hysterics, holding their ribs, gagging with laugher. I just walked down the stairs. Whatever it was I just didn't get it. I fired up the computer and got into my maths. After an hour or two Ana tapped at my partially open door. "I see I'm your next conquest," she said in her Birmingham accent. "Oh Ana, don't be like that. I told you if you don't want to go through with this, you don't have to. You're not just a conquest to me. You're making me feel really bad here." This wasn't going well at all. "No, I'm sorry Joey. I didn't mean to make it sound like that. That was the wrong thing to say." She paused, then continued." As I am your next conquest, I am honored to fill that role. Don't worry, I'm completely comfortable with the prospect of having anal sex with you. What makes you think that I won't enjoy it?" She was being all false proud. I knew I couldn't let this happen. "Ana, you don't have to. I should have excluded you from the bet, I wasn't thinking." "Excluded me! Am I not attractive enough for your consideration?" her tone alarmed me and that Birmingham accent continued to floor me. "No no no no! You've got me all wrong. I didn't mean it that way. You're beautiful and sexy. But I don't want to lose your friendship, a friendship that I cherish dearly, over a stupid bet." She just smiled at me. Then she leaned into me staring straight into my eyes "Next Saturday, at eight o'clock pm, I intend to honor my debt. Are you suggesting that you will not be in a position to collect payment?" Gulp. I realized right then that I really didn't understand women. I certainly didn't understand Ana. How was it, all of a sudden that I had no way out of this? I was a mental midget next to this woman. "I'll be ready," I said, very unsure of myself. " Oh good, eight pm Saturday, in my room," she paused for a moment, then as she got up to leave stated, "I might have some instructions for you." I was simply perplexed. I tried to get back into the math but couldn't do it. About a half hour passed before I walked down the hall and tapped on Ana's door. "Come in." Opening the door I said "Ana I've a question." She was at her computer, brushing her long, black hair. "Math or anal sex?" Oh shit. "Sex," I answered. "What is it?" "Ana, are you sure you want to do this with me?" She swung her chair around as I sat on her bed facing her. She pondered for a moment and then said carefully "Joey, the real question here is whether you want to do it with me or not. You may not realize it but I have feelings too. I'm young, I have a sex life, albeit one that may not be entirely satisfactory. I willingly signed on to Christa's bet. From my perspective the worst outcome would have been that the winnings would have been shared just between you two. I admit readily that the prospect of experiencing anal sex for the first time is a little daunting, but I'm sure I'll manage." She continued "You claimed that I am beautiful and sexy -- those were your words, I'm not sure that you were completely honest about that, but I will pretend for my own sake at least, that you were. I'm Indian, my skin is brown. I fully understand that that may not be a turn on for you. I can well image that Lisa or Christa, or as I've just seen Eve is more your type. Oh, and I know what went on between you and Angela yesterday. But my point is this...if you don't want to go through with this I fully understand. Our friendship will endure no matter what." "I do...and you're sexy," I croaked. "Good. Then eight pm on Saturday it is!" she said. I sat there completely stunned then I remembered something. "Ana, I have a gift for you," and ran off to get it. I handed her the gold bag and she pulled out the contents, considered them for a moment, turning to me said, "Thank you. Good thinking." Somehow I felt like an idiot. But yet, I was more comfortable about the whole situation. I had another question for her and I knew I wouldn't get a straight answer from anyone else. Now was the time to ask. "Ana, I've another question for you." "Math or Eve?" How did she know I was going to ask about Church Girl? "Eve," I said. "What did you want to know?" she asked. "What was the big belly laugh about, after I walked past the kitchen?" She broke out laughing. "All I can say is this," she said regaining her composure, "there are five girls in this house and one guy -- you. Who do you think is in control of what goes on around here?" She was holding her belly. I walked backed to my room, totally perplexed again. As I sat at my computer, Ron and Donny both called asking if I wanted to go out. Donny had a bunch of girls from the nursing school coming to his place. Ron was hitting the clubs with some of the boys, trolling for pussy. I declined. He said he was seriously starting to worry about me, that I was too wrapped up in my work and that I should go out and have some fun. "Are you going out with any of the girls from your house?" Ron asked over the phone. "No. I'm 'in' with all of them, all the time," I answered. "No. I mean are you fucking any of them?" he asked. "I only fucked one of them, once," I answered truthfully, "last night actually, she had a lot of wine." "Which one?" "Angela," I hesitantly answered. "Isn't that the fat one?" "Yeah." He broke out howling with laughter. "Seriously Joey, you need to get a life. Ever since you moved into that house you ain't been the same. Those girls have twisted your brain." He got that last bit right. Still I declined. I went upstairs to discover that all the girls had gone out. I was alone in the house. Sports was my first thought. After eating something I settled into a hockey game with a beer. All kinds of thoughts went through my mind. If Church Girl was my sex slave shouldn't she have asked me for permission before she went out? Of course not, she was my sex toy, not my slave. I can't be controlling her life. Can I pee now? What should I wear today? I don't want to be controlling her life. Hmmm, maybe I can get her to wear sexier clothing though. Maybe I could set up a bell in her room connected to a string in mine. Blow job time! I had visions of her naked with just a collar and a leash. No pain, no blood. High heels, sexy nylons and a garter.....don't make me hate my life.... I woke up to the sound of the door opening. I was still on the couch. The TV was on but the game was over, it was football highlights. My beer was full. "Look it's Joey." They were all giggling. They were drunk. Church Girl of course, had car keys in her hands -- always the designated driver - and they were all carrying bags. It was strange though, that they were all together. They didn't invite me. What was I thinking, they went to a mall. My brain was firing up again. I grabbed a sip of my beer. It was still cool. "Mind if I join you?" Church Girl walked into the living room, her hips swinging enticingly as she carried a glass of white wine. I could hear giggling and "shhhh" "shhhh" in the background. What the hell are they up to now? "I've been waiting all night for this," she said. "To see me?" I asked suspiciously. She smiled, "That too, but I meant a glass of wine." "Oh," I said as she sat on the couch next to me. Her little mole and her cleft chin were so cute. "Do you like my shoes?" Church Girl asked lifting one foot up for my examination. Brown leather, high heels and pointy toes. Wow! "Very nice," I said, "I do like them!" She took a sip of wine and turned to me, crossed her legs demurely, slowly wiggled the raised shoe, and while still holding her wine glass, she smiled at me. Her right arm slowly extended out along the back of the couch and her fingers landed on my shoulders tickling me. Man, she was sexy. She asked in a slow, low seductive voice, "Is there....anything...that I can get you? I thought about asking for a blow job but I knew that I'd I would just sound crude. I was still groggy, having just woken up and in truth after last night's episode with Angela I wasn't hot to trot. Still I wanted her. I turned the TV off with the remote. "What I would like," I said slowly, "is to sleep with you." Her smile immediately disappeared and she glared at me through her dark framed glasses. She wasn't happy. "No. No. I mean sleep sleep. Not fuck sleep. I'd like to just be naked with you and cuddle and kiss and wake up with you in my arms. That's all." Her face lit up with the biggest smile that I'd ever seen on her, "I'd love that too," she could barely say, "come to my room." "Christa would kill me if I used your bathroom," I said. She laughed "That's true, you'll still have to use the one downstairs." In truth, I also looked forward to waking up with sunshine and sleeping with air for a change. "Okay," I beamed. "Great!" she slid over to me, her arm wrapped around my neck, she leaned in and gave me a long, soft, tender kiss on the lips. My cock twitched. What am I getting into here I thought. After downing my beer, peeing, brushing my teeth and getting changed I tapped on her bedroom door. "Come in," she whispered. The others had all gone off to their rooms. Everything was quiet. I opened the door. She was lying on her bed in all her naked, shaved pussy splendor. It was the first time I'd seen her without her glasses on. She was even more beautiful without them if that was even possible. Her bedroom was immaculate. Everything was neat and tidy. I felt conscientious as I tore my clothes off and tossed them onto the floor. She didn't object. I climbed onto her bed and lay next to her brushing her cheek and kissing her lips. She flipped the sheets over top of us and turned off the lights. I was hard right away. It was poking right at her. We kissed and cuddled. I played with her tits, she scratched at my back. I rubbed her soft pussy lips, she tickled my cock. Although we were both quiet with perhaps a low moan now and again and some heavy breathing, I knew there was no way I was going to sleep. I suspected the same for her too. "Eve," I whispered, "You're beautiful." "And I think you're handsome. I love your wavy brown hair." "I love your brown eyes, your smile, you're straight pearly white teeth." "I love your green eyes Joey, they're sexy. And I love your square jaw, your straight nose and the stubble on your chin." Eve whispered. "You have the sexiest mole, and the little dimple on your chin drives me crazy," as I pecked a little kiss on her chin. She giggled as she asked, "Really?" "Shhhh," I whispered, "your tits and ass have been giving me boners for years." "Really?" "Oh, yeah." "I love your straight back, your powerful arms and shoulders. I love your karate uniform." "My karate uniform?" "Shhh...you're sexy in your karate uniform." Huh? "And I love your tush," she whispered. "I have a tush? What the hell's a tush/" "Shhh...your bum silly. You have a sexy bum." I do? "I love your pussy," I whispered. "I love your cock," she answered back, as it was poking into her pelvis. We kissed quietly for a moment or two. "Joey," she whispered, "can we sixty nine?" "Okay," I whispered back still holding her and breathing deeply. "Eve?" "Yes?" "When I lick your pussy...if I stick my tongue into you...will I damage your hymen?" I whispered. "I don't have a hymen." "But you said you're a virgin," my voice was a little louder now. "Shhh. I am a virgin. You don't have to have your hymen intact to be a virgin." What the hell did I know. "So it's okay for me to lick your pussy and put my tongue inside you?" "Yes." "Eve? "Yes? "What happened to your hymen?" Maybe I was being a little too personal, I regretted asking but it was too late. "I lost it years ago with my dildo." "What?!" "Shhhh." I just lay there thinking. If she can shove a dildo into her, then so can I, plus I can shove my fingers in. Just not my cock, I guess. I'm really an idiot. Not only that but I just don't know this girl. I don't understand women at all. After a few moments I swung myself under the sheets into a sixty-nine position and climbed on top. Right then and there...my life changed. I got a whiff of her pussy. I buried my nose straight in. She smelled like....home. It was indescribable. It was like I always belonged there. Both Christa and Angela got my dick to stand straight up, but Church Girl's pussy was like a Siren's song pulling me in. I was totally mesmerized. The ambrosia was beyond words. I knew, right then and there....I'd just died and gone to heaven. My head was swimming. As I came to my senses I could feel my dick in her mouth. It was blissful. I probed gently with my tongue, afraid to despoil this virgin jewel. Slowly, softly I licked her outer lips. I kissed her. I savored the aroma. I was drooling. Gently, I probed into her soft pussy folds teasing her lips apart. My hands were stroking her exquisite ass and thighs, her shins and all the way down to her feet and toes. She squirmed next to me and the suction never let off my cock. She was stroking my ass and back. Her nails were softly scratching into me. I stiffened my tongue and pushed it into her hole. Her back stiffened up and I felt a tightening on my cock. This was all too much. I kept going, wiggling my tongue inside her. She pumped her mouth up and down my shaft while pulling my ass cheeks towards her with both hands. My legs started to shake uncontrollably. I was twitching all over. I sucked her clit into my mouth and her back arched away from me, pulling off my cock. "Aaauuugh," she gasped. After a moment her mouth was back on my cock, clutching my ass even harder. I continued to suck on her clit as I reached down to grab her tits. Both of my hands squeezed them and each found her nipples. I rolled them between my thumbs and index fingers. Her back arched up again. I dug my tongue into her hole wiggling it as much as I could. Her back started to flex back and forth while she still maintained a suction pressure on my cock. She was breathing heavily. So was I. I wrapped my arms around her hips, picking her up off the bed. I switched back to sucking on her clit and then she lost it. Both she and I simultaneously came. Her entire body convulsed in rapid contractions and her body shook violently. My hips jerked in unison as I came down her throat. I was almost unaware of my orgasm; I was so taken up with hers. Her whole body shuddered and her ass muscles clenched over and over. I just hung on. Except for the very heavy breathing and a few gasps for air, we didn't make a sound. It seemed as if she was oblivious that I just came down her throat, her orgasm was so intense. I was almost oblivious that I came too. I wondered if my ass was bleeding from her nails digging in as she came.