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Anya Ch. 01

By: Simplton



I had just received a call from my secretary Anya telling me that I had to come in to the office because the board of a rivalling company wanted to meet me and ask a few questions. As I am the founder, and sole owner of this business I expect my manager to do the work. That is what I employed her for. Well, maybe the guys wanting to see me will actually buy the company from me, and I can retire at the grand old age of 20. You see I'm the owner of not just any old company. But a company who are major operators in four countries (Thanks to the net), and generates profits of roughly 7.8 million a year. Of course I only get about 1.2 million a year; the rest goes back in to the business. As I founded the company when I was 15 (Through my parents name), I have about 5 million in the bank. I have 'invested' in 8acres of land on a small island. Unfortunately I have not had time to actually build anything inhabitable on the 8 acres I own. The only bad bit about the island is that it’s inhabited. The rest is paradise. Now the natives aren't hostile or anything. In fact when I flew down to the island to meet them, I was happy to see that most of them were women. There were a few men, but they were at least above the age 40. 

So back to the office I go. I entered the rather small building (As an internet company we only need about 7 large rooms for our personnel). Anya greeted me and told me to go up, and that the visiting board were meeting my manager; Helen (A forty year old woman who I had employed near to the start of setting up this business). Now I was the one who employed Anya; every one of our executives has their own secretaries (Hell that’s what being an executive is all about.). Most of the other secretaries are about 40+ but I hired Anya because a) she had a damn good CV (resume) b) She was the same age as me, and so I would be able to joke around with her, but most of all c) She was hot. She was a little shorter then I, but most of her was made up of legs. And she did nothing to hide those fantastic legs. She has long blonde hair that goes all the way down to her ass. When she walked away from me, I'm always mesmerised by that great ass. It has to be said that she has caught me a few times looking at her ass, but she just smiled and carried on with her job. Her boobs aren't huge, but they're large enough to have a good tit fuck between them. The best bit of her has got to be her eyes though; big and blue. I would kill to have those eyes looking up at me whilst she was on her knees below. Her face reminded me of a little squirrel; she was cute. Her nose was perfect, and her mischievous grin was a real turn on. Over the years we have grown to be best friends, but never really seeing each other out of work.

So I was pretty disappointed when she said that she had some things to be do down here, so I assumed she wouldn't be following me (Or rather leading me) up to the second floor. I pushed the button to go up to the second floor, the doors were just about to shut, when Anya quickly put her hands in the gap, the doors opened and she slid in. 

"Jesus! I told you I had SOME things to do; I didn't mean go up with out me!" She sounded angry, but there was still that great smile on her face. 

"Awwwwww sorry hon, I'll be more obedient next time," I replied in mock sadness. 

"Yeah you better!" She laughed. 

She pressed the button, and the doors shut for the second time. Thankfully no one else slipped in. As we were going up, I just couldn't resist a peak at her ass, damn it was a good looking ass. I bet it would feel great in my palms, and it would look even better bent over while I was ploughing in and out of her pussy. 

"You know this elevator does have mirrors," Anya startled me, and I jumped. Luckily she had a smile on her face. 

"I'm so sorry. But I am a 20yr old, and I do get horny!" I laughed

"Don't be sorry, I like it. I'm flattered that a gorgeous guy like yourself finds me attractive," She smiled again. 

This conversation was going well, and I thought that now or never was the time to ask; the girl I had jerked off over for the past two years, out. 

“D’ya wanna get dinner sometime? We can check out that new mall they built, and do some shopping after too. You know; if you want.” I asked rather quickly; at first I wasn’t sure if she had actually heard me. 

“Yeah! Of course! I would love to!” She said with a smile.

The elevator beeped. I was relieved that I didn’t have to talk, and arrange details of our date until after the meeting, which went quite well. The visiting board did seem to be very impressed when told how much profit we make a year. After the meeting I was told by Helen that she thought they would probably put in an offer. I told her I wasn't gonna settle for anything under 30 million. She looked quite down trodden at that. She was all for being taken over because she knew that a big company like that was sure to keep her on, and probably give her a huge rise. 

I slumped in to bed that night, and my Shared Folder for what good porno’s I had downloaded. Huh! Only one. Well, it will be enough for tonight. I didn’t get to jerk off that night cos I was too tiered. Well, that just meant more tomorrow. But of course unless I get lucky, with Anya… 

My date with Anya went very well. She wore a thin, but very short skirt, and a blouse. To my surprise I found myself sitting with her at dinner, and actually checking out the women in the restaurant. Now I wasn’t gonna complain about that! But I did wonder ‘Could this girl be bi?’ and if so, GREAT! When it was time for me to drop her back at her place I was sad that I was hoping I was about to get laid; the date had gone very well after all. So I walked her back to her door, and stopped. We both looked at each other, I wondered if I was gonna get lucky or not. But then she moved in to me, kissed me lightly on the lips, and moved away. I moved towards her, and she put her arms round my neck and opened her mouth to mine. We just stood there kissing, for about one or two minutes when I had the great idea of moving my hands lower from her lower back to her the top of her ass. There were no complaints, so I lowered, and grabbed her ass, and pulled her further in to my mouth. She was wearing quite a low skirt, so I went lower, and stroked her thighs for a while, and then travelled back up and under her skirt. 

She pulled back. I thought she was gonna tell me to stop, and that I was going too fast. But instead she said, 

“I think we better move this indoors,” 

She turned and put her key in the door, and in minutes I was sitting on her couch, with her on top of me. I again reached for under her skirt, and felt her ass through her panties. I started to take them off, and felt her pussy lips that were dripping wet, and to my enjoyment, completely shaved. I turned, so she was lying on the couch with me on top. She started to pull my tee shirt off, I helped her do it. She then attacked my pants, and I was naked in front of her in seconds. She immediately grabbed my cock, and started to slowly stroke. 

“You know I’ve wondered what your cock looked like ever since the first time I caught you staring at my ass,” 

She then looked up with those beautiful eyes and started to lick my head with tiny strokes. I bent over, and started to rub her ass through her skirt, I flipped her skirt over and then progressed to her pussy. At this point she progressed to sucking my head. I found her clit and started to rub it. Anya started to moan, so I sped up the rubbing, but never put any of my fingers in her pussy. I want her absolutely begging for me to stick my cock up her pussy. I started to just rub her lips, but never entering her pussy. After a while I started to rub some of her juice on to her cute little ass hole, and was amazed when she started to giggle. I started to put pressure on her ass, and my finger finally popped in. I only put it in up to the first joint. By this time I was about ready to come, so I pulled out of her mouth with a little difficulty; when I pulled back, she just went with my cock. It was like she was glued or something! Now all this time she had only been sucking, and licking the head. I was shocked to know that I had found a girl that could take me so close to coming without actually putting my cock in to her mouth. 

She looked up for some explanation, and I just picked her up, and threw her on the couch again. She was astonished when I just sat next her, with my hard cock pointing at the ceiling. I patted my leg, and she got the message. She climbed on top of me, so her face was just inches from mine and lowered herself on to my cock. I stopped her from impaling her self, by grabbing her ass, and holding her there. I held her with one hand, and with the other started to rub my hard on her pussy lips. I never entered her. By now she was looking very distressed. We had been simply fore playing for about one hour, and she had not had anything up her pussy yet. I rubbed my cock on her ass hole, and she moaned. 

“Unghhhhh please! Just stick in me! Any where! Just stick it in!” 

I was not convinced she had waited long enough, and so I put my cock between her ass cheeks, and started to effectively wank myself on her ass cheeks, all the time rubbing my cock on her pussy. She started to scream and moan at the same time, and so I thought she had waited long enough. I lifted her up with both hands and asked her; 

“Are you ready?” 

“Fuck yes! Please just put it in!” 

I started to slowly lower her, but couldn’t resist a further bit of teasing; so I rubbed my cock on her pussy lips one more time before slowly impaling her on me. God she was tight! I actually had a bit of trouble getting in to her she was so tight! After the initial resistance, I got in ok. I couldn’t help but wonder if she was clenching her pussy muscles so it would be that tight. My questions were answered when she clamped down on my cock, and gripped me so hard that if I was about to come none would actually come out! I let out a moan, and she laughed. 

“I thought I told you to be more obedient? Next time when I tell you to stick it in a hole you stick it in!” 

Damn she was good. I slowed down the fucking, and we leaned together and started to kiss again. I started to unbutton her blouse. I couldn’t believe I was till the only one who was naked. I unbuttoned her blouse, and found she had a striking black bra on. I took no time taking that off, and was met with most gorgeous pair of boobs I have ever seen. I leant in and kissed each dark nipple. I started to lick them, and Anya moan. With on of my hands I started to pinch her nipples and silenced her squeals with my mouth. Whilst we kissed I moved a finger to her ass hole and started to finger it again. Just as I got it up to the second joint, Anya let out a scream and came. My balls were drenched, and my cock was now so slick, that I thought about speeding up this fucking. So I picked her up, and asked her 

“Which way to the bedroom?”

She answered me between moans, I put her down on the edge of the bed, and started to fuck her so fast, my balls hardly had time to slap against her gorgeous ass. She wrapped her legs around my ass, and joined in the rhythm. I was about to come, and told her. She started to clench down on my cock, and my come was safely kept in my balls. I once again started to ram her hard and fast. Her moans were now grunts through clenched teeth. I couldn’t believe how much her boobs were jiggling around, and begging to be sucked. I leaned down to once again suck her boobs. Anya grabbed my head and started to moan again. I worked her tits, and then started bite them. Just little nips at first, but then when Anya’s moans started to become louder, I started to bite down quite hard on her nipples. She started to scream, and before I knew it my balls were drenched again, and I gave her one last hard ram and stayed buried to the hilt. She started to buck everywhere, which felt great on my cock. After her orgasm had resided, she leant up and said

“My poor baby, I haven’t let you come once have I?” 

To my dismay she put her feet on my chest, and pushed me out. I popped out, and she shifted back on to the bed. I looked at her like a kid who had just had his favourite toy taken away from him. She laughed and said

“Well come on and kneel over me silly!”

I did as I was told, and she grabbed my cock with her mouth. She actually seemed to like the taste of her own pussy juice, as instead of sucking me; she was just licking my cock clean. I started to fuck her face, and she soon got the message. She sucked me in but let me pull out, and then she sucked me back in. we went like that for a few minutes, and then she spat me out, and started to tongue my balls. She first took my left ball in, and started to massage it with her tongue, and then she did the same with my right ball. Anya said in the sexiest voice I’ve even heard her use

“Could you fuck my titties please?” 

Well who was I to say no? I put my cock in between her boobs and started to fuck away. Every time I pushed up, she popped me in to her mouth, and gave my head a little swirl with her tongue. Damn this felt good. I was wondering how she was gonna stop me coming now, and wondered if I was gonna be allowed to come in her mouth. She would defiantly spit though but this evening had been the best I have ever had! To my total shock she said

“Remember to come in my mouth, not on my tits.” 

Well, I stuck my cock in her mouth, and started to pump away. She just sat there, and sucked me in. I felt my come starting to build up, and warned her. She just started to suck me faster, in fact she then pushed me on my back, and started to really go at me. I could see her getting lower and lower with every thrust. I decided to really push her, and drove all the way up. She just took it as it came I felt my self going in to her throat. Well that was too much. I shouted at her that I was going to come, and she amazed me yet again by saying

“No! Wait! I want to taste it in m mouth! Not yet!” 

Even though I didn’t wait, she was much too quick, she had my head back in her mouth so quick, that first wave of come hit her right on the tongue. I dunno why, but she never spat or swallowed. She just stayed there moaning, whilst I pumped more come in to her mouth. I dunno where she was keeping it all, but by the fifth wave she finally got up. She was smiling that sexy smile again. It didn’t register with me at first, but she actually swallowed my load. After she had swallowed my entire load; it took her about two and a half gulps. She said simply

“Damn that was nice. I dunno how some people can spit it out!” 

She then slumped on top of me, and went to sleep. 

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Anya Ch. 01



The sight of us, I'm sure, was a little hard to take. Two tall, beautiful, tanned blonde girls, lying on a blanket in our bikinis, sunbathing, reading, talking, laughing. It was so hot out that October (in the San Francisco Bay area, the temperatures can shoot up into the 90s), that we couldn't help it. And, by the end of our first month as roommates, we were having sex.

It began innocently enough. Anya was a friend of a friend. She moved into my dorm room when my previous roommate, a friend from high school, decided to transfer to her boyfriend's small Catholic school in the Midwest. My friend Sandy knew a girl from her modeling days in Japan who needed a roommate. Anya moved in with her expensive luggage, expensive sheets and pillows and scented candles, which she seemed to have lit at all hours. She had the longest, shapeliest legs I've ever seen, and a body to match. And the mouth on her! I couldn't believe the things that would pop out of her mouth sometimes; she was willing to talk about almost anything, no matter how private or embarrassing.

I barely saw her those first few weeks. We lived in an L-shaped room, which meant that our beds were about five feet apart, so I knew when she was sleeping there and that was seldom.

She had a boyfriend off-campus. Carlo, a rich Eurotrash guy she'd met in New York. I guess he was a student as well, when he did visit the room he didn't stay long; it seemed as if his apartment was her home and our room was a place for her to store her clothes and her strap-on. I found it accidentally one day when she let me borrow a dress. We were the same size, more or less, and I needed something to wear to a party. She let me go through her closet and when I dropped a skirt and picked it up I discovered a leather harness resting on top of a pile of shoes.

"What's this?" I asked.

She grabbed it from me and put it behind her back. "Nothing," she said.

I reached for it. She stepped back. "Come on," I said.

"It's just my harness."

"Your harness?"

"My strap-on." She dangled it in front of me. "Here."

I took it from her and examined it. It was made of a soft black leather and had straps on both sides. In the front was a ring.

"What's the ring for?" I asked.

"The dildo. Let me show you."

She went to her closet and opened a drawer where she kept her underwear and pulled out a long white dildo. She handed it to me and took the strap-on. I held the dildo in my hand, not sure what to do. It had the shape and texture of a penis and felt nice and warm. "It's made of silicone," she said. "Let me show you."

She put the harness on and strapped it around her legs. Then she attached the dildo and stood in front of me. "See?" She said.

I sat down on my bed and stared at her.

"I don't wear it like this," she said. "With shorts and a T-shirt."

"How do you wear it?"

"I'm usually naked."

I blushed. She looked incredibly sexy with it on. "With Carlo?"

"No."

"Then why do you have it?"

"I use it to fuck other girls."

I must have turned beet red at that moment, because she laughed. "You knew that, didn't you?" She said.

I thought about it for a moment. There was one time about a week before when I saw this beautiful woman leave the room. She seemed slightly disheveled when she walked by. Anya said that she was in her theater class. I found out that she was an R.A. on another floor."

"That R.A.?"

"Yeah, and a couple of others."

She took the strap-on off and threw it on her bed and sat down.

"Here?"

"The R.A. I fucked here, the others at Carlo's, sometimes."

"He watches?"

"Sometimes. We had a threesome with this dancer we met at a strip club. She's going for her master's in psychology. After we fucked though, it turned out that she had a class with Carlo and that he'd set the whole thing up!"

"No way!"

"I was really pissed at him at first, but then she called me to apologize and I wound up going to her apartment and we had sex without Carlo, so it's okay now."

I looked at her lying on the bed next to mine, smiling, barefoot, her beautiful long legs, her breasts pressing against her tight little T-shirt. Her big blue eyes. I'd never really thought about sleeping with a girl before. Not really. But If I did, it would have to be someone like Anya.

"So have you?" Anya asked.

"What?"

"Ever been with a girl?'

"No."

"It's fun," she said. "Jill, the dancer was amazing. Amazing body. Really soft skin. And she loves to eat pussy."

"Anya!"

"Sorry." She sat up on her bed and crossed her legs. "I guess I should go. I have a class in fifteen minutes. But you think about it, okay?"

"About what?"

"You know."

"What?"

She didn't answer, but I knew what she was hinting at. After she left the room I masturbated, thinking about everything she'd said. I felt closer to her, and she made more sense to me, but where would it all lead? I thought about the strap-on. I almost took the dildo out of her closet and put it inside me, but I resisted. I just played with my clit and had an amazing orgasm, alone in my bed.

I didn't see her that week except for one afternoon when it was so hot out that she persuaded me to go sunbathing with her on the lawn behind the dorm. We walked down in our robes and bikinis, and laid down together on one of her expensive cotton blankets. I'd rubbed suntan lotion on my body before we left, but Anya went out without any. After about an hour, I insisted that she put some on.

"No way," She said.

"You're going to burn," I said.

"Okay," she said. "But only if you put it on."

"Sure," I said.

I took out my lotion and spread it around her back and neck. Then I rubbed it on her arms and legs. I seemed to be causing something of a stir. Anya lifted her legs up and I could feel the stares coming from the other blankets. Guys walked by and stopped and watched. Anya turned around and laid on her back and made me rub lotion on her belly, posing like she was on a magazine cover, or a swimsuit video. When I was finished, she lifted up her sunglasses and smiled. "We put on quite a show, didn't we?"

Another week went by and I didn't see her at all. She had a couple of papers due and she'd been staying at Carlo's every night; working on it. And then suddenly she was back; staying the weekend while Carlo went back to Italy for a wedding.

"Why didn't you go?" I asked.

"I wasn't invited."

"Why not?"

"His family. They're really rich and stuck-up. They want him to marry this girl in Italy that he's known since he was a kid."

"Will he?"

"Probably. I didn't want to think so but he really is a Mama's boy."

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be. I think I'm over him anyway."

So on that Friday night, we stayed in together. Anya ordered in some pizza and we watched some bad '80s movies on TV in our pajamas. She told me a little about her modeling days, but not much. It seemed like she wanted to forget that part of her life and move on. She brought out a bottle of wine that she'd taken from Carlo's apartment and we got a little drunk. She must've sensed that I was a little nervous around her because she said I looked tense. She offered to give me a massage, which made me even more nervous.

"It's okay," she said. "I'll just loosen up your back and shoulders."

"Okay."

I lay down on her bed and she began to massage my shoulders. She obviously knew what she was doing. She started with my neck and went all the way down my spine, making sure to work all sides, and I felt really good when she was done. After that I stayed in her bed for a while and watched TV and cuddled. It just felt right, and she didn't make a move on me, so I didn't feel nervous or uncomfortable. When I left the bed to sleep on my own we gave each other a good night kiss on the lips and then giggled.

It was the next night when things got out of control.

Anya got up early the next morning to go work out at the gym. I slept in, only to be woken up by a phone call from Sandy. It hadn't spoken to her since Anya moved in. She sounded far away.

"Hey!" She said. "How are you?"

"Okay," I said. "Where are you?"

"London."

"What are you doing there?"

"The usual. Trying to keep my career afloat. How's Anya?"

"She's good. She just went to the gym."

"Sounds like her."

"Carlo is in Italy at a wedding, so she's been hanging around more than usual."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No. I like her."

"I knew you would."

We talked about Anya for a little while, nothing serious. Just about her massive collection of clothes and shoes. And she'd met Carlo, so she spent a few minutes ragging on him for my amusement. Then we talked about school, my lack of boyfriends, and her surplus of them. Finally she asked the question.

"So?"

"So what?"

"Have you slept together yet?"

"No!"

"Oh."

"Did you?"

There was silence on the other end for a more than a few seconds.

"I take that as a yes," I said.

Sandy sighed. "A couple of times," she said. "She's hard to resist."

"I know."

"And she gives good massages."

"I've had one of those."

"So you know, right?"

"Yes."

"I wish you'd told me this before."

"You wouldn't have taken her in?"

"I don't know."

The thought of Sandy and Anya together made me wet, and I could feel my swollen pussy rub against my pajama bottoms as I reclined in my chair. I couldn't help touching my clit as Sandy told me the whole story. I waited until we hung up before I brought myself to orgasm. I guess it was inevitable. I couldn't resist her anymore. It was time to give in. When Anya got back I told her that Sandy had called and she we talked a little but then she was off to the library. When she got back she suggested we go out for dinner. She and Carlo always went out to a little restaurant in town on Saturday night and she wasn't going to miss out on that because he was at some wedding with his ex-girlfriend.

The restaurant she picked was a small Italian place on the other side of the College, near the movie theater. Anya had the keys to Carlo's car so we drove there. It was apparently Carlo's favorite place and we had no trouble getting a table. Inside were mostly older couples. I recognized a couple of professors eating with their spouses. The other customers looked like they were from out of town. I didn't see any students.

"Did you want to go to the Rat instead?" Anya asked. "Get a burger and some curly fries?"

"No."

"We could if you want. We could get some nachos."

"Stop teasing."

I had a great time with her at the restaurant. We had no trouble ordering a bottle of wine, even though we were underage. (I was 20 and Anya was 19). And the food was excellent. Anya complimented me several times on my dress and even tried to play footsie with me under the table. I told her that she looked beautiful, that Carlo was an idiot for not bringing her to the wedding. Then she asked my about my boyfriends. She even offered to fix me up with some guys that she knew in the city who would die to take me out.

When we got back we were still flirting. I even gave her a thank you kiss for dinner. Then opened another bottle of wine from Carlo's collection and took off our shoes and sat on her bed.

"So what about boyfriends?" She asked.

"I don't know," I said. "No one right now."

"No one you like?"

"Not really."

She poured me another glass.

"Carlo thinks you're hot."

"Oh," I blushed. "I didn't know that."

"He likes all-American girls like you. Sometimes I think I'm a little too Swedish looking for him or something. He asked if I could entice you into a threesome."

I laughed. "No way," I said. "That's gross."

"He's not your type."

"No, and I'm not about to have a threesome with anyone."

"Well, that's what I told him, and anyway, it would be really fucked up if we did. I like you too much."

"And I like you."

She smiled, put her hand on mine and kissed me.

"Feel okay?" She asked.

"Fine. My neck is bothering me again. I took some Advil before, but it's not working."

She put her glass down. "Do you want a massage?"

"Okay."

She stood up and went to her dresser and got out a bottle of massage oil.

"This time you have to undress for me."

I stared at her.

"Do you want a massage or not?"

"Yes."

"Well, let's do it the right way this time. I have some oil. You'll feel amazing."

I agreed and took off my dress. I could see Anya gazing at me as I stood before her in my Calvin Kleins.

"You really are stunning." She said.

I unhooked my bra and pulled down my panties and lay down on my stomach. Anya pulled her dress off and put on a T-shirt. "I'll be more comfortable this way," she said. "I have to be comfortable too, you know."

"Okay."

She took the oil out and squeezed some on her hands and rubbed them together. Then she kneeled down at the side of my bed and began to rub my lower back, moving up my spine to my shoulders. The oil felt warm and her hands felt so nice. I could feel myself getting wet.

"Breathe in," she said. "And exhale."

I did what I was told.

"I'm going to do your whole body," she said.

"Okay," I said.

She moved from one place on my back to the other. Then she did my arms and hands, working every muscle.

"So did Sandy tell you about our little affair?" She asked.

"Yes."

"I thought so."

"She asked me if I would've let you live here if I'd known."

"And what did you say?"

"Yes. I guess I would have."

"That's good to know."

"So how did it happen?"

"The first time?"

"Yes," I said.

She glided her hands down my left leg, squeezing my thigh and calf. Then she worked on my feet, which felt incredible. Then she did my right leg, going up to my butt.

"On a plane."

"How?"

"We were coming back from Japan. It was dark in the plane and we were covered in blankets. Sandy had the window seat and I was sitting in the aisle seat with a seat between us. The plane wasn't very crowded so we had a lot of space and some privacy. I made Sandy take off her panties and I gave her a hand job under the blanket."

"That sounds hot," I said.

"It was."

"And when we got back to New York I stayed at her place and we fucked all weekend. It was so much fun."

"You like saying that word," I said.

She giggled. "Fucking?"

"Fuck."

"Fuck, fucking. I like doing it too."

Then she massaged my butt with both hands.

"You have a great ass," she said. "I've been wanting to bury my face in it since I moved in."

She kissed both of my butt cheeks.

"Feels so nice," I said.

"Turn around," she whispered.

I hesitated for a moment. "I'm not finished," she said.

I turned around slowly and faced her. She put some more massage oil on her hands and worked the front of my legs then my torso, going up to my breasts and shoulders. I swallowed again and I could feel my legs shaking.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

I nodded. I found it difficult to speak. She worked her way down my belly to my pelvis, massaging the area around my pussy very gently. "Afraid?" She asked.

I shook my head. Then she gently put one hand on my heart and cupped my pussy with her other hand. Then she glided one hand down my belly and massaged my thighs with the other, slowly coming closer. Then she began to make circles around my pussy with her hand.

"You're so wet," she whispered. Then she inserted one, then two fingers inside me. I shut my eyes and my back arched. I was going to come. My pelvis began to move with her hand as she fucked me with her fingers. I grabbed her other arm and cried out as my pussy contracted around her fingers. It was the most intense orgasm of my life. I thought I was going to pass out. When it was over I opened my eyes and looked up at her and tears came to my eyes. She touched my cheek with her hand. "It's okay," she whispered. 

"Do you want to take a little nap?" She asked. I nodded.

"Can you speak?"

"Yes," I whispered. Then I closed my eyes.

When I awoke, she was still next to me, but she'd taken her T-shirt off. She was on her side, her arm around me. She opened her eyes and smiled. "Hey," she said.

"Hi," I said.

She leaned in and kissed me. I kissed back without opening my mouth. Then she leaned in again and took my face into her hands "Is this how you kiss your boyfriends?' She asked.

I opened my mouth slightly and felt her tongue glide across my teeth. Then I opened it more and our tongues met. We fell down upon the bed and held each other. "It's not so bad," she whispered.

"It's wonderful," I said.

She got on top of me and I wrapped my legs around hers. We began to kiss more passionately and her breasts pressed against mine.

"Feels nice," she said. "Pull my panties off."

She pushed her body up over mine and I grabbed her underwear and pulled them down. She wriggled out of them and began to rub her pussy against my thigh.

"Let me do that," I said.

"Okay," she said.

She lay down next to me and we kissed. I cupped her ass with my hand and rubbed her thigh. Then I moved my hand over her pussy and put my finger inside her.

"Mmmm," she said.

She took my hand and gently guided it over her pussy lips.

"Like that," she said.

I went slowly, massaging her clit between my fingers in a circular motion.

"That's good," she said. "Now harder."

I rubbed harder and she moaned.

"You're so good," she said. "I knew you'd be good."

I went faster and she closed her eyes. "That's good," she whispered. Then she threw her head back and moaned. "I'm going to come," she said. She spread her legs and put one of them between mine and clenched her teeth. She moaned again and exploded under me. Then she grabbed me and buried her head in my shoulder and collapsed in my arms.

"That felt so good," she whispered.

"I'm glad," I said.

"I'm glad that we're finally making love."

"Me too."

I thought about what she'd just said. Making love. And I wanted more.

We rested for a while and then Anya got out of the bed and went over to her closet, giving me a look at her amazing body.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

She opened her top drawer and pulled out her strap-on.

"I want to fuck you," she said.

"Fuck me?" I said. "I thought we were making love."

She laughed. "Same thing," she said. "You want me to fuck you, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Say it."

"I want you to fuck me."

She put the harness around her waist and fastened the straps around her legs. Then she took out her dildo from her drawer and attached it to the harness. Then she took out her little bottle of lubricant and slowly rubbed it all over her cock. She looked very powerful at that moment. I would've done anything she asked me.

"You want that?" She asked.

"Yes."

"Come here."

I got up and went over to her. She kissed me and then put my hand on her cock, spreading the oil over it.

"I want you inside me." I said.

"Get back on the bed."

Anya got on top of me. My pussy was soaked, but Anya insisted on going down on me before we began. She gently took my clit in her mouth and sucked slightly on it and then twirled her tongue around it. I writhed under her and moaned. My first time. "I can't believe you just did that," I whispered.

"I have to get you ready," she purred.

She went down again and I moaned even louder. She moved up on top of me and covered my mouth with her hand.

"Shhhh," she said.

"I'm going to come if you don't stop doing that."

"No you won't," she said. "You won't come until I say you can come."

A wave of hotness went over me. I'd never been so aroused in my life. She bared her teeth at me and bit my neck. Then she took the head of her cock and rubbed it between my slit, and then circling it around my lips, teasing me. I pressed my pussy against her cock.

"I think you're ready," she said.

"I am."

"Can I go inside you?" She asked.




Anya Ch. 01



"Yes."

She entered me slowly. I spread my legs wider, grabbed her ass with both hands and pushed her toward me, filling me up with her cock. I moaned.

"Feel good?" She asked.

"Yes...yes..." I said.

She moved down and kissed me. "I'm going to fuck your brains out," she whispered.

"Fuck me," I whispered.

She began moving her hips from side to side, creating an unbelievable friction inside of me. I grabbed her hands and we locked fingers. She moved up on me and began fucking me slower, then harder. I wrapped my legs around her back and moved with her. I couldn't believe how good it felt. She kissed me again and I pushed her hands up and then grabbed her breasts and brought them to my lips, sucking her rock hard nipples, twirling my tongue around one and then the other. Then she began to fuck me harder. I gasped and then grabbed her ass, feeling the sweat pour down the small of her back. We locked eyes and she smiled at me.

"You're so beautiful, Karen" she said.

"So are you," I said.

She kissed me again and then lifted my legs over her shoulders and thrusted into me.

"Oh my god," I whispered.

"You like how I fuck you?" She asked.

"I love how you fuck," I said.

She moaned and released my legs. She collapsed on top of me and I spread my legs and wrapped them around hers. I took her face into my hands and shoved my tongue inside her mouth. We began kissing violently. I could feel her heart beating against my chest. "I'm going to come with you," she said.

"How."

"This cock is pressing against my clit. When I fuck you it presses against my clit."

"Okay."

Then she began to fuck me again, going even deeper into me, as we developed a rhythm.

"Feels so good," I said.

"Yeah," she said. "You little tease."

"Yes."

"You like it when the boys stare at you."

"I do."

"When we were lying on the grass together in bikinis...you loved that, you little slut....say it"

"I loved it."

"Spreading lotion on my back, knowing that you were making my pussy wet..."

"Yes."

"You knew you were making my pussy wet, didn't you."

"Yes."

"You knew I wanted to eat your pussy, didn't you?"

"Yes."

She moaned and I could feel her legs shaking. The sweat was pouring off her face.

"And you're going to eat my pussy."

"I want to eat your pussy."

I grabbed her ass and held on.

"I'm going to come," I said.

"Me too," she said.

She snapped her head back and closed her eyes. "Now," she said.

The rush was so intense that I almost screamed. We slammed into each other and held on as we came, tangling our bodies together, holding each other, and kissing. And then we collapsed on the bed, completely spent. Anya took a deep breath and exhaled. "Well," she said. "Now it's your turn."



Anya Ch. 01



Walking back across campus in the summer is always a series of distractions. Short skirts, bikini tops, snug shorts. If I wasn't careful, I'd end up looking like a drooling idiot following one girl after another as I wandered around in a daze. There's something wonderful about the unpredictability of the English summer; when it is hot, everyone takes advantage and the result is a sight to behold. What could be better?

This particular day, I was walking back to my room and fell in behind a girl wearing a halter top and a short, short denim skirt with leather flip-flops. She was keeping her hair out of her eyes with a pair of oversized sunglasses and walked with a delicious wiggle to her hips. The further we went towards the halls, the more inevitable it seemed that she'd peel off in one direction or another, but, it seemed we were heading for the same block. She got to the door, opened it and gave me a mock frown, "Are you following me?" She asked as she held the door open.

I grinned back at her. "Me? No. I live here... Honest." I took to holding the door, letting her enter first.

She smiled as she started climbing the stairs in front of me, turning back and giving me, "Yea. Sure. That's what they all say." I protested my innocence and carried on up the stairs, delighting in the look of her long smooth legs ahead of me. She opened the door on the first floor—my floor—and turned towards my door as she fumbled for her key. I stood at her shoulder as she tried to put her key in my door. She laughed, "You really are following me."

"Actually," I replied. "This is my room. Perhaps you're following me." She looked at me quizzically, and turned the key. Of course it didn't work, it was my room. But only when the key didn't work did she start to realize her mistake. "May I?" I asked as I brandished my key.

She stepped back; "Be my guest." She said and laughed out loud as she saw my key turn in my lock.

"So. Who is following who?"

"Well, I was in front of you, so I can't have been following you." She said, which was perfectly true.

"Mmmmmm. But I wasn't following you, was I?"

"Yep. I suppose they do, don't they." I opened my door and she looked in to my room.

"No, I suppose not. Jesus—these blocks do all look the same." "Well, well. Not all the rooms look the same." She said.

I laughed in response. My room was a mess—though no worse than normal. "I suppose yours is much tidier than this, is it?" She giggled. "No, not really, but the mess is more of a... girly mess. More make up, smaller T-shirts and... well... the underwear is different altogether."

"Well, you're welcome to come in and examine my mess more closely... or invite me to your room—wherever it is—and give me the chance for a comparison."

At that moment the small fridge in the corner of my room started humming and she turned to look over at the source of the noise. "Oh. You don't happen to have something cold to drink in there do you?"

"It's possible." I smiled. "Let me take a look." I bent over and opened the fridge, knowing perfectly well what was inside. "We have Stella, Stella and Stella." Anything take your fancy? She responded theatrically, pondering the choices as she rubbed her chin, "I think a Stella would be perfect—thanks." I took out two Stellas and passed one to her. "There you go." "Thanks very much."

"You are more than welcome." I replied.

She popped the can and took a sip, while I did the same. "Mmmm. Perfect—that hits the spot."

"Absolutely." As she took another deep swallow with her eyes closed and her head tilted right back, I took the opportunity to look her over. She really was very tasty. I could see her nipples under her shirt, atop lovely, shapely handfuls of breast, and her taut slender neck as she drank her beer. Her waist was slim, her belly-button exposed between her shirt and jeans mini. "Take a seat," I suggested as she came up for air. She smiled and sat on the edge of my bed, while I sank back into the only easy chair in the room. "That better?"

"Yes, thank you—much better. And that's another difference between your room and mine. God! I wish I had a fridge." I chuckled. "Well, until you get one of your own, you can always stop by mine when you get thirsty. If, of course, you can find it again."

"Oh, don't you worry. If there's free beer on offer, I'll be able to smell it out." Picking up a discarded sock, she added, "And I don't think that's the only scent I could pick up to zero in on this place." Before I could answer, she took another deep swallow from her beer and finished the can. Knowing I had no more in the fridge, I passed her my, almost full, can. "Still thirsty?" I asked.

"Oh yes." She replied. When she realized I had given her my beer, she added, "Are you sure?" I nodded and smiled, and she took another long drink. "Good God it's hot." She said. She held the now half empty can against the back of her neck, to cool herself down—then she applied the can to her throat, sighing in appreciation of the relief that the cool can offered her. I stood up and opened the window, in an attempt to let in a cool breeze. "That any better?" I asked.

"Hmmmm. I think it's going to take more than that to cool me off." She said.

"Well... you're welcome to take a shower, if that's what you need."

She laughed, and then grinned slyly. "I might just take you up on that... if you're lucky."

Well, up until that point, this had just been a chance meeting, a happy coincidence and a shared couple of beers. But suddenly, this gorgeous girl was suggesting just a little more. She uncrossed her legs, as she slouched back on the bed—letting her head drop back, with her eyes closed, still holding the cold can of beer to her throat. The silence after her comment seemed to carry on forever, and I felt like I could hear my own heart beating. The idea of this girl taking a shower in my room was thrilling, to say the least. And it seemed possible that this girl might... just... take me up on my offer.

She giggled, breaking the tension. "You know, the more I think about it, the more I could do with that shower."

I gulped. "Well, feel free."

She stood up and walked over towards the bathroom door. Moments after she stepped in, I heard the shower start. For the next five minutes, I sat there, feeling glued to the chair—half of me itching to peek at her naked body as she showered, half of me feeling I'd be taking advantage if I did. Just as I had about summoned the courage to stand, the water stopped. A moment later, I could see her face as it poked around the corner. "Any chance of a towel?"

"Hmmmm. I suppose so." I said and tossed her a towel from the shelf behind me as nonchalantly as I could manage. She disappeared back into the bathroom for a second before reappearing, obviously still very wet, with the towel covering her from breasts to the tops of her thighs.

She sat back down on the bed, and gave a small moan of satisfaction. "That is so much better—thank you." As she crossed and uncrossed her legs, my eyes were drawn to the tops of her legs—it was almost impossible not to look up passed the edge of the towel. She noticed my eyes glancing down there, "Cheeky," she said as she attempted to pull the towel down.

"Well..." I said. "You can hardly blame me, can you?"

"Who is blaming you?" She smiled, "But all you have to do is ask." She smiled and held my eyes with her gaze. If we had had an awkward pause before, this went on for much longer. She sat there, unblinking, looking straight at me, then she bit her lower lip, her eyes twinkling, waiting for me to blink. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I felt like my mouth was hanging open, my throat dry, not able to speak.

Eventually I stammered, "Would you..." It came out as a rough whisper.

She smiled and replied, "Pardon?"

"Would you... Would you take off that towel and let me see you?"

"Well of course!" She replied as if I had requested the most natural thing in the world... like I had asked her to pass the sugar.

She stood up, her back to the window, facing me, and took a corner of the towel in each hand. My cock had started twitching as she stood up, and I could feel it straining against my jeans and she opened the towel and let me see her naked body. She held the towel open. "How is that?" She asked.

"Perfect." I replied. "Absolutely perfect."

"Oh... You're too kind... and... By the way..." Then she whispered, "Your wish is my command."



Anya Ch. 02



I woke up to a hot summer night. Jesus it was hot. I threw the duvet off me, and found that Anya was still asleep in my arms. Damn even the back of her head was hot. I reached round, and held one of her boobs in the palm of my hand. I started to maul at her boob, and then started to pinch her nipple. I did the same with my other hand to her other boob, and she started to moan.

"How long have you been awake?" I asked.

"Well I've been rubbing my ass on your crotch for the past five minutes." I knew she was grinning. 

I laughed at this and started to rub her pussy, but found that it was already quite wet. I started to rub her clit with one hand, and then stuck my pussy juice covered fingers in to her mouth. She moaned again, and I started to then rub my cock on her clit. I slipped in her pussy with considerable ease, and started to slowly fuck her. Anya turned her head and we started to kiss. With one of her hands, she rubbed my balls and my cock when I pulled out of her. She withdrew from my mouth to lick her hand. At this point I reached down and lifted her leg up, so I could have better access to her ass. I rubbed some of her pussy juice on to her ass, and started to finger her ass with one of my fingers. 

I pulled her up on all fours and really started to plough in and out of her. All the time still fingering her ass. She started to buck, and I knew she was coming. I slowed down until Anya's orgasm had resided, and turned her on her back. I fucked her like that, and she wrapped her legs around me, and started to thrust up in rhythm. I slowed down the fucking when I was just about to come to prolong our union. Damn just being in her pussy was a joy in itself. I bent down to kiss her cute little nose, and lowered to her mouth. We kissed whilst we fucked for what seemed like hours. I could feel my balls slapping against her ass hole, and every time they did Anya gave out a little moan. I told her that I was about to come, and she told me to come in her pussy. I fucked her for a couple more strokes, until I could feel my come rising in my balls. I sped up and rammed in to her hard and fast. I came with some much force Anya started to scream and came too. I could feel our mixed juices overflowing in her pussy, and leaking out on to my balls, and her ass hole. After I shot my last drop of come in to her, I slowed down the fucking and finally popped out of her. I was kneeling just over her when Anya put her hand to her pussy, and gathered up all the mixture of pussy juice and come she could, and slapped it straight in her mouth. She did this about three or four times, and then reached for my cock. She sucked and licked all the juices off of my cock, and balls, and fell straight to sleep. 

We got abruptly disturbed by my mobile phone ringing a bit too loudly; it must be Helen, my mobile is set to go off extra loud if she rings me: her idea of course. So I walk in to Anya's sitting room where we had fucked the previous evening, and pick up my pants, and search thorough them. 

"What do you want Helen?"

"I assume as there was no answer at your home phone that your date with Miss. Anya went well?" 

"Very" I smiled. 

"Well I have some more good news. I got a call from the board of directors that visited us on Thursday. They said they'll buy!" She sounded absolutely ecstatic.

"They'll buy huh?" I tried to sound nonchalant "But for how much? I told you yesterday…" Helen broke me off.

"40!" 

"MILLION?!?" I was amazed. Obviously my company was doing a lot better then I gave it credit for.

"Uh huh! They said they'll meet with you some time next week, and arrange a time when the funds can be wired over. Sorry… I gotta go now. You know things to do people to see," She was laughing her head off. 

I was especially happy for her. I have to admit this didn't mean that much to me; hell I could easily live off my savings now. But for Helen it was very big. She was going to be in charge of one of the biggest monopolies in Europe, and America. 

I heard moans coming from Anya's bedroom. Jesus this girl was,

"Crazy," I whispered. 

I crept up stairs and peeked my head round the door frame. She was getting herself of alright. But she was lying on her front, with her arm reached round behind her buried in her ass cheeks. With her other hand she was stuffing her fingers down her throat, and effectively deep throating her fingers. I could not believe this girl was getting off having her ass and throat stuffed. But damn it looked good. She was moaning like she was having a constant orgasm! 

She rolled over with no warning, and lifted her ass off the bed a little. She still hadn't seen me watching her because her eyes were shut tightly. I then saw her wonderful little pussy, witch was of course perfectly shaved. That pussy was wide open, and just begging to be fucked. I crept up on to the bed, and slowly positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy without touching her once. I then slammed in to her so fast her ass crashed down on to the bed, and her fingers must have gone all the way up her ass to the hilt, because she gave out an extreme scream. And her eyes flew open. She looked really angry. 

"OHHHHHHH FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" she screamed.

And started to buck like crazy. It was amazing her pussy was so deep; I was fucking her along with her own bucking with incredible force. I could feel the come in my balls rising, and knew it was time to come. I quickly pulled out of Anya's pussy and aimed my cock at her face. I came with tremendous force, one blast lasting for at least 5 or 6 seconds, until it was followed by more explosions. My orgasm lasted for about 2 minutes, until Anya's face was completely covered with my come. At which point she scooted down and engulfed my cock with her mouth. My orgasm lasted a further minute, until I was good and spent. But still as hard as a rock. Anya then started to use my cock to sweep all the come on her face in to her mouth. Each time she gave my head a fantastic swirl with her tongue, which drove me wild. I slumped down next to her, and closed my eyes. 

I woke up to Anya tonguing my balls, I groaned, and when she saw that I was awake she instantly stopped. She smiled that magnificent smile, and crept up to me on all fours. She was still naked when she leaned in to my face and tried to kiss me; I pulled away and she understood immediately understood. 

"Don't worry, I've washed my face, and brushed my teeth, so you won't be eating your own come baby," she smiled again, and leaned in. 

We kissed. It was a lot more sensual then the kissing we were doing last night. Much more calm, and I have to say enjoyable. Not that I don't enjoy kissing whilst fucking the shit out of women; but more slow, and peaceful kissing is really my thing. 

Anya broke our kiss.

"Are you hungry hon?"

"Yeah, starving." 

"You must need a bloody feast after last night's performance! Or should I say performances?" She laughed her flawless way.

"I'll tell you what: you relax in bed, and I'll bring you some breakfast." 

"Hey I'm not complaining for breakfast in bed. I'll get to see that great ass of your ass you walk out as an added bonus too." She made a small o with her lips.

I walked out with a giant smile on my face and found my way to the kitchen. 

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Anya Ch. 02



We were in bed together. We'd spent most of the morning having sex, after partying all night with some friends, all of whom were still oblivious to what was going on between us. I think some of them were beginning to wonder, though; all night Anya kept whispering things in my ear, mostly what she was going to do to me once we got back to our room. When we did get back, we were too exhausted to move and passed out, which made the morning very special. I awoke first and kissed Anya's lips. She kissed back and soon I was on top of her, grinding my pussy into hers until we both came. "You're getting really good at this," she said. We kissed and held each other for a awhile, drifting in and out of consciousness. When I awoke, it was nearly ten in the morning. Anya was sitting up, reading a letter written on pink stationary. I could tell from the childish penmanship that it was from Sandy. "I can't believe she still writes letters," I said. "Hasn't she ever heard of email?" 

"She likes writing letters," said Anya.

"Read it to me."

Anya sat across from me and I could tell that I was in for it. She actually turned red as she began:

Anya Honey,

So you finally got her. Congratulations! I knew that it was only a matter of time before you two hooked up. When I spoke to her on the phone the last time she was hot for you! Of course I fanned the flames a little--talked about what happened on the plane (sorry!) I got hot just talking about it. Things in NYC are ok...though I haven't been laid in months--maybe you and Karen can come down and visit??!!! Or maybe I should come up and visit you guys? We could have a lot of fun together. :)

"God, she writes like a child," I said.

"Give her a break," Anya said. "She's a model."

"So are you."

"I was a model."

We lay down together. Anya put her head on my shoulder and continued: 

I've been feeling really lonely lately. Jasmine forces me to go out almost every night, but we always wind up hanging with her loser friends. God...models are so dumb!!! Especially guys. But you know that already. I guess I'm repeating myself, bitching about the same shit that I always bitch about, but what can you do? I miss you. I've been playing with myself a lot lately, thinking about all the stuff we did together. I'm jealous of Karen. You guys must be having a lot of fun up there....

Anya put the letter down.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Nothing," she said, blushing.

"Let me read." I took the letter from her. Anya began to giggle. As I read the passage about how Sandy seduced a girl she'd met at a club, which led to a description of her first night with Anya, I got wet again. While I was reading it, Anya began to rub my thigh and back, nibbling on my neck. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore and I put down the letter and began kissing her.

"Here we go again," I said. Anya took my breast into her mouth and sucked. I moaned and then she sucked the other one and then went down on me. "Wait," I said and then I swiveled under her and we got into the sixty-nine position with her on top. I took her pussy in my mouth and devoured it. She moaned. My own pussy felt like it was on fire as she stuck her tongue inside of me, fucking me with it.

"It's so good," I whispered. Anya grabbed both of my ass cheeks with her hand and licked my entire pussy slowly. I pushed my drenched face into her and sucked on her clit. She moaned and her body began to tremble. "I'm close," she whispered. "I'm so fucking close."

"Wait for me, baby," I said, and then we both let go, diving into each other as we came, the warmth coming over us at the same time. Exhausted and drenched in each other's sweat, we collapsed on the bed, hardly able to speak or even breathe. Anya took me in her arms and we rested again. 

"We have to get up. I have mid-terms."

"Well, so do I," she said.

Finally we got up and showered and dressed. Anya went to Carlos' place and later, when I was back at the room checking my email, she IMed me that she'd invited Sandy up for the weekend. I didn't know what to write back. Finally I just typed" Uh...ok.

I didn't see Anya again for a couple of days. She'd holed herself up at her boyfriend's house to study for mid-terms. When I did see her, she was frantically packing more of her endless supply of clothing in a duffel bag to bring back to the apartment. "Don't you ever do laundry?" I asked her.

"only if I have to." she said. Then she sat on the edge of her bed and crossed her legs, one flip flop falling to the floor.

"Miss me?" She asked.

I blushed. "Sure," I said.

"Well, you'll have to wait until Saturday. that's when Sandy is getting in. She can only stay for one night, so we won't have much time."

"Time for what?"

She stood up and approached me. "Come here," she said.

I put my arms around her and we kissed. "Three more days," she said.

"I don't know if I can wait that long." I said.

Then Anya left, with another oversized duffel bag of designer clothes in tow. I tried to study but I could hardly concentrate. So I called Sandy, but only got her voice mail. Knowing that she was probably out partying, I told her to call me back as soon as she could. Then I masturbated and fell asleep. Sandy called at 4 a.m. I grabbed the phone from the floor and answered it.

"Hi," I whispered.

"Hey," she said. She was wide awake, but she sounded fucked up. I yawned and turned in the bed, resting my head on the pillow.

"You sound fucked up," I said.

She giggled. "I am."

"So what else is new." 

"Hey!"

"What did you do tonight?"

"Just out with friends. A new club."

"Have fun?"

"A little." She giggled again.

"What does that mean?"

"Oh nothing."

"So you're coming up on Saturday?"

"I guess."

"What do you mean you guess?"

"I guess I'm coming up."

"You don't sound so sure."

"I am."

"You are?"

"Yeah, I mean...I want to come up, but I'm a little nervous."

"About what?"

I heard noise in the background and then the phone drop. She picked it up again. "Hold on," she said.

I heard voices on the other end and then a door closing. Then I could hear her breathing. "Are you there?" I said.

"Yeah."

"What happened?"

"My roommate's boyfriend came over so I went into my room."

"Oh," I said.

"So where's Anya?"

"She's at her boyfriend's place."

"Oh."

"She's studying for midterms."

"I she there a lot?"

"Yeah."

"You guys still having sex."

"Yeah." I said.

"All the time, right?"

"Yeah."

She sighed and I could hear her moving around the room.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm taking my boots off."

"Okay."

"Okay they're off."

"Good."

She sighed again.

"So." she said.

"So."

"It's like the best sex you've ever had, right?"

I hesitated. I didn't know if I wanted to go there with her at that moment. She could say anything. And I knew that I was getting turned on and I didn't want to say anything that I might regret later. But I couldn't resist her cute little voice, which seemed to be begging me to say more.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"Pretty much?"

"We fuck a lot."

"It's so fun with her. Not like with anyone else."

"I wouldn't know."

"You'll fuck another girl someday."

"Someday," I said. "So how was your night?"

"You already asked me that."

"I know."

"We went out. Drank, took some drugs. I made out with my roommate."

"Her boyfriend didn't mind?"

"Of course not. So what about you?"

"Studied. Not much else. Went to sleep early."

"Why did you call me?"

"I don't know. Just wanted to touch base about Saturday."

"So what are we going to do up there?"

"There's a lot to do up here?"

"Is there?"

"Sure."

"From the way Anya's been talking it sounds like I'm going to get to the hotel and then you guys are going to rip my clothes off."

I fell silent for a moment and began to get wet. I put my finger inside my panties and touched myself.

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes..."

I put my finger inside my pussy and then began to rub my clit. I could hear Sandy breathing on the other end. She sounded just as excited as I was.

"I can't wait," I said.

"To what?"

I moaned.

"Fuck you," I whispered.

"We might not leave the room, Karen."

"I know."

"Anya told me everything."

"Yeah?"

"She told me how good you are. How you love to eat pussy."

"Uh huh," I said

"You're touching your pussy right now, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"So am I," she said.

"I want to come with you," I said.

"I'm almost there, baby."

"Oh yeah?"

"We're gonna get fucked up and then lick each other's pussies."

"I want that."

She moaned and then we both came, still holding the phones to our ears.



Anya Ch. 02



I thought my heart was already pounding but, as I heard those words, my heart started thundering in my chest as I looked her up and down... her damp, shoulder-length, hair; those gorgeous pert breasts, with the dark nipples; that taut slender waist, beautiful curving hips and, between her legs, such an exquisite pussy, framed with a lush, dark bush. My cock was throbbing in my jeans; throbbing and pushing upwards, creating a little twitching tent at my crotch, while my heart hammered, hammered, hammered in my chest, as if it were trying to escape.

"If you really mean that, say that again." I said, finally.

She smiled, still holding the towel wide, still exposing herself to me. She spoke softly, but clearly, being sure not to be misheard or unclear, "Your wish... is my... command."

There. She had said it now—clearly and unmistakably. I smiled, acknowledging what I had heard. "How lovely." I said. "How lovely."

I wondered what I could tell her to do that would show her obedience to me. "Drop the towel," I said. I knew if she dropped it, she'd be showing off her naked ass to anyone walking by. She dropped it immediately and without hesitation. I could see on the pathway below us people walking backwards and forwards, but she didn't flinch—her eyes stayed focused on me. "Kneel down." I said. As if I had asked her to pass the sugar, she knelt in front of me, her hands resting on her thighs—now, she couldn't be seen from below, but she was kneeling in front of me. Kneeling in front of me. And the last words from those beautiful lips had been "Your wish is my command."

"So, is this your thing?"

"What?"

"Doing as you're told. Obeying."

She smiled, "Yes. Absolutely."

"No matter what?"

"Yes. No matter what."

"Do I need to test that? Find your limits?"

"As you wish." Her smile never left her lips.

I heard footsteps on the stairs outside. I fished inside my pocket and threw her the key, which she caught. "Go lock the door. I don't want us to be disturbed." She jumped up, which made her breasts bounce in a lovely enticing way, and went over to the door, which she locked—leaving the key in the lock. Then she came back and knelt down where she had been before.

I looked down at her as her eyes flickered from mine and glimpsed the tent in my jeans; she seemed pleased with the affect she was having on me. "Move closer," I said. She shuffled forward. I opened my legs, and told her to come closer again, so that she was kneeling between my legs. "Do you know what I want?"

"No, I am not sure I do."

"Well, I think you should address me properly. Call me 'Sir'."

"Yes, Sir."

"So. Do you know what I want?"

"No, I am not sure I do... Sir."

"Then I think I ought to tell you, hadn't I?"

She smiled. "Yes, Sir."

"Take out my cock, and suck it. Lick and suck my cock until I cum."

Her hands started to slide up along my thighs, as she looked me in the eyes and replied, "Yes, Sir. My pleasure, Sir."

She rubbed at my hard cock through my jeans before popping the button and unzipping my jeans. Her hand slipped into my boxer shorts and gently pulled out my cock, which was already rock hard. I gently stroked her hair as she kissed the tip of my cock, while she stroked it slowly, up and down. She kissed the tip over and over again, her tongue occasionally flicking out and teasing me; each kiss was deeper than the last, her mouth opening, lips parting and letting my cock slowly enter her mouth. As her lips closed around my shaft I let out a little groan; my hands clasping at her hair as her lips slid down my shaft, her mouth engulfing my cock.

One hand gently cupped my balls and gave the occasional squeeze, while the other stroked my shaft in unison with the movement of her lips up and down, up and down, up and down. Good God—I was not going to last long at this rate. Her long slender fingers were driving me wild; her lips and tongue taking me to the brink; holding me at the brink; teasing, pleasing, squeezing, until finally, I succumbed—my cum squirting from my cock and deep into her mouth. She moaned as she felt my cum hit the back of her throat, and she swallowed every drop. 

She sat back and looked up at me; "Was I able to please you, Sir?"

I smiled back, trying not to show too much enthusiasm, as might befit my new role. "That was..." I paused as if searching for the right word, "Satisfactory."

"Now I think it is about time we went to your room."

"Yes Sir."

"Put on your top and your skirt—you can give your panties to me—you won't be wearing panties any more. Am I understood?"

"Yes Sir."

I followed her out of the room, down the stairs and over to the very next block, where her room really was in the same relative position as mine. As soon as we were inside, I told her to lock the door, and I started to have a look around.

"Mmmmm. You do seem to keep your room tidy." I said, as I opened a drawer that was full of her underwear. I looked through it carefully, rummaging around the back of the drawer; I found a large, black dildo. "And you have some interesting... toys."

"Yes Sir."

"Do you have anything else I should know about?"

She lowered her head before nodding. "Yes Sir."

"Then I think you ought to show me."

She slid her hand under the bed and pulled out a shoebox, which she handed to me unopened. I took off the lid and looked inside. There were some lengths of rope, a pair of handcuffs, a ribbed dildo, a black leather ball gag with a bright red ball; some lubricant and a collar; the collar looked almost like one that you'd have a dog wear. I looked at the plate that was riveted to the collar. "Anya." I read. "That's you, isn't it?"

"Yes Sir."

I smiled. "Interesting. Very interesting."

I looked across at her—at Anya, and realised something. "Kneel, Anya. You forgot to kneel." Realising her mistake, she immediately knelt down, her eyes downcast; her hands upturned on her thighs, just below the hem of that short, short skirt.

"Do you need some kind of reminder, Anya? Something to help you remember your place?"

"Yes, Sir. I think so, Sir."

I tossed the collar to her. Put this on then. She bowed her head and started to buckle the collar tightly around her neck. When she was done, she looked up at me, wanting acknowledgement that she had completed her task.

"Good girl."

She smiled.

"Now take off that top, and that skirt."

Anya immediately did my bidding, before kneeling back down, naked but for the black leather collar encircling her neck. The key difference between this collar and a dog's collar was that there were several D rings spaced out around it. Rings for which I saw an immediately use. I took two lengths of cord and looped one around each of Anya's wrists, before looping them through two of the D Rings, to hold her hands high, at her neck. I tied the knots tight—although she could probably undo the knots if she wanted to, she certainly couldn't without me realizing what she was up to. Once she was tied I laid her gently down on the bed, face up. Then I looped two more cords around her ankles and tied them to the feet of the bed. I looked down at her, as she smiled up at me. I softly raked my fingernails up along her thigh—teasing her so deliciously that she closed her eyes and threw back her head.

I picked up the big black dildo and squirted a little of her lubricant onto it, before rubbing the tip of the plastic cock against her clit; rubbing it back and forth until she was groaning and bucking her hips. "Oh God. Thank you Sir, thank you." I slid the tip of the dildo up and down along her slit—covering it with the cold, clear lube; little by little, I pushed harder, easing the cock's head between the delicate folds of her pussy. Slowly, very slowly, I eased the dildo into her pussy inch by inch, listening to Anya's moans. She bucked her hips upwards eager to have more and more dildo inside her. After I had impaled her on the full length of the dildo that first time, I withdrew it and started again, this time a little faster. Each thrust was faster than the one before, slowly I accelerated, watching her writhe against her bonds as I fucked her relentlessly with the long black plastic cock.

Anya started squealing with the pleasure of her fucking; I reached into my pocket and pulled out her panties, which I stuffed into her mouth to muffle her cries. Then I pinched at her nipples; pinching and twisting them as I rammed the dildo into her cunt over and over again. If I hadn't stuffed the panties into her mouth, Anya's screaming would have been heard across half of campus by now and the whole of campus would have heard her when I switched my attention from her nipples to her clit. Every muscle in her body straining against the ropes that bound her as her orgasm tore through her; while I continued to rub her hard little clit and fuck her pussy with that dildo.

When I didn't believe she could take any more, I slowed down my thrusting. Instead of pinching nipples and clit, I gently caressed them, letting her come down slowly from her high. Eventually, I withdrew the dildo altogether; it was slick with her juices. I dropped it on the bed between her legs and pulled her panties from her mouth. I undid the cords that bound her ankles, and wrists, but left the collar intact around her pretty throat.

"Oh, thank you, Sir. Thank you."

I smiled down at Anya's naked form. She knelt in front of me and hugged my legs as I gently stroked her hair. I held her face in my hands and lifted her chin so she looked up at me. "You are mine to command." I said. "Say it."

"I am yours to command, Sir."

I smiled. "Yes, you are. You are mine."

"Yours, and yours alone, Sir."

I stood up and looked through her drawers for something she could wear. I found a short cotton print dress which I passed to her. Anya looked perfect in the dress. I found a pair of high heel strappy sandals that she could wear with the dress. From a distance, I guessed, the collar would look like a choker, but, up close, it would be pretty obvious what its real function was.

Anya's nipples were sill stiff and stood out against the material of her dress. I was thrilled to know she wore nothing at all under the dress. I sat back down and had Anya kneel at my feet.

"So. Anya. Tell me—do you know what your name means?"

She kept here eyes cast downwards as she replied, "Yes Sir. It can mean 'graceful', 'inexhaustable' or... 'other'."

"Mmmmmm. Well, the first two make sense, and seem... appropriate. But the third? I am not sure what you mean by 'other'."

She tried to explain. "Well, Sir. As I understand it, Anya can mean 'other' or 'another person'."

"As in, 'it wasn't me, it was anya' could either mean that I was blaming you or simply that it wasn't me?"

She nodded, "Yes Sir."

"Interesting. Especially if you want to distance yourself from your actions."

She smiled. "Yes Sir. It is different for me to say, 'It wasn't me, it was Anya'"

"Quite," I replied. "In that case, who the hell is Anya—and who the hell are you for that matter?"

I paused. "Well. That may be useful to you if you become uncomfortable following my commands."

She blushed, "Yes, Sir."

"Now, we should discuss rules."

Talk about an out-of-body experience, or 'anya'. I was watching myself give these commands; watching myself dominate Anya as if, on the one hand it was the most natural thing in the world, yet, on the other hand, knowing I had never done anything like this before.

Anya nodded as if discussing rules were the most natural thing in the world.

"First, as I mentioned before, no underwear."

She nodded.

"Second, do not remove your collar without my explicit permission." I thought through the implications of this and decided to say a little more, "For the most part, I don't imagine requiring that you wear your collar in public—at least for the moment. But, on occasion, especially when we're together, I will expect you to wear it. You must trust me that I'll decide about you wearing your collar."

"Yes, Sir."

"Third, I want you to keep a diary. Tell me of your thoughts and feelings and experiences. I do not require celibacy, and in fact, may require you to be with other people. But there must be no secrets, so you will keep a diary, which I will read whenever I please. Is that clear?"

She nodded again, "Yes, Sir." She seemed to be trying to hide a smirk.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing Sir. Nothing funny. I am excited at the prospect of being yours; I am glad that I chose to submit to you, Sir."

Anya glanced up at me, still smiling—her eyes bright as they caught mine, only fleetingly.

"Good, good. Now I am going to leave you here for a few hours; I'll return later, and expect you to be here. In the meantime, start on your diary—write about a past sexual experience. I will read what you have written on my return. Then perhaps we will go for a walk."

"Yes Sir."

As I stood up, Anya hugged my knees once more and I stroked her hair. "I will see you soon, Anya."

"Good bye, Sir."



Anya Ch. 03



It was the evening before I was to have 40 million dollars transferred in to my account. I was pretty excited; this meant I could now afford to have a kick-ass mansion built on my island. I would then retire to my island, until I grew bored of it. I reckon it was gonna take about six months from designing, to building my mansion. I would of course be designing each room myself, with the help of an architect. 

There was a knock on the door.

"God damn it who the hell is that now?" 

I was hoping to get an early night. Well, it was 20:00 now so whoever it was would be gone way before 00:00. I opened the door to find Anya standing there wearing some tight jeans, and an equally tight t-shirt. She was wearing that magnificent smile, and hugged me as soon as she saw me. I hugged her hard, as I didn't want this to end but she finally pushed back. I had not seen Anya since two days ago when we had dinner after lunch. After she had hugged me, she stepped passed me in to my home. I stared at her ass, and stopped. I have to go to the bank to get 40 million dollars tomorrow morning at 08:00! 

"Uhhh Anya? Are you planning to stay the night?"

Jesus I was about as subtle as a Doberman. 

"Of course silly! But don't worry; we're not fucking. I know you have to get up early tomorrow. I was hoping we could just… You know… Hang out."

"Oh right. Ok. Sure. But I do have to go to bed early. It is a school night," I laughed.

Anya smiled, and sat down on the larger of my couches. I sat next to her, and was lost for words. 

"So errrr… What did you want to do? Have you eaten? Would you like a drink?" 

She smiled; I think she was probably holding back a laugh.

"I haven't decided yet. Yes. And a glass of red wine; any will do. Do you have any single malt whiskey?" 

Jesus. My girl was asking for single malt whiskey! I had no idea if I had any or not. I doubted it. I'm not a whiskey drinker. I'm not a drinker to be honest. 

"Errrr I'll check about the whiskey. Stay there and I'll bring the drinks up. Actually do you wanna come with me down in to the cellar? If there are any single malt's in the house they'll be down there." 

"Sure; I can check out your wine too." 

We went down in to the wine cellar and Anya spent about five whole minutes checking each wine, and all the two bottles of single malt whiskey I had. After she had picked, we went back up stairs, and I poured myself in a cider. 

We sat back down on the couch, and I was again lost for words. As I was putting on some music (I love Enya), Anya started the conversation about who had brought all the wines down in my cellar; as I obviously knew nothing of wines. I told her that Helen had helped me choose this house, and she was also very much in to wines. From there we talked about everything from fashion, to the mansion I was going to design. At this point it was near to 23:00 and Anya and I were lying in each others arms in my bed. Anya started to kiss me, as she could probably not think of what else to talk about. I reached up for her boob and groped her, and tweaked her nipple. I then started to rub her crotch through her jeans, and she started to moan in my mouth. I slipped a hand under her t-shirt, and started to grope her breasts under through her bra. I was in heaven, until Anya broke the kiss, and said that we should get to sleep now, as we had an early start in the morning. She undressed in front of me, but left her sexy dark green bra and matching panties on. I on the other hand sleep naked, and so we again drifted off to sleep in each others arms. 

We were abruptly awoken by my alarm clock, which I threw at the wall. It exploded in a fury of metal cogs, glass and plastic. I started to go back to sleep, until Anya told me to get up. It was ironic that she was telling me to get up as she was the one on top of me. I had a dilemma on my hands; currently I was in heaven with Anya lying in my arms in a nice warm bed. But on the other hand: if I got up I would be rewarded with 40 million dollars. Before I could decide, Anya threw the covers off me; liberating all heat from the bed, and exposing me to the chilly air. Anya was in and out of the bathroom before I had even got up from bed. It was 06:00 so I had an hour to get ready; plenty of time. I used my access time to tease and annoy Anya; she is the most sexiest thing when she gets angry. I told her so and she grinned, but still looked angry. 

As we were going to the bank to meet my clients, Anya just couldn't help getting me back by rubbing my crotch, and kissing my neck. I was rock hard by the time we had parked in the underground car park of the bank. I was reluctant to go out; because it would look as though I had a SPAS12 shotgun in my pants. Anya laughed at me as I painfully got up, and then added to my torture by bending down to adjust her shoe: she wasn't wearing any underwear. I caught up with her couldn't stop feeling her bare ass under her tight, short business skirt. We went in to the lift, and Anya pressed the control as my hands (And tongue) were busy. I hear 9 beeps till the lift stopped; I was surprised to see that we had gotten to the right level on time; as usually all the major transactions were done on level 16. Anya broke our kiss, but the doors weren't open. The lights flickered, and then the control display said:

"Lift stopped due to technical difficulties. Please use the telephone provided to call for assistance,"

"Awwwww shit." I said.

"I'll phone Helen and tell them that were gonna be late," Anya sighed.

I picked up the phone, and waited for a reply. 

"Yellow? Who's there then?" Said a man who sounded as though he had just come out of the stone age greeted me.

"Errr hi, I'm stuck in one of your lifts," I said rather dumbly. 

"Oh right… Well err… Sorry but I'm just about to go to my lunch mate, but I'll phone the other technicians… But I have to warn you; we've had complaints all day; photocopiers, scanners, PCs the lot. I reckon you'll be in there for quite a while: about 1 ½ hours at least." 

"What do you mean 'I'm just about to go to lunch'? Well can't you just put off lunch?"

"Calm down now, calm down. It aint too bad in there is it? Do you have any one with you to keep you company?" 

"Well yeah…"

"Well then! You just sit tight for about 2 hours, and we'll get you out in no time. Oh, and I'd take off some of your clothes now, cos there aint gonna be any a/c if the lifts not moving."

"But…" 

He had hung up. Anya looked at me for an answer. 

"He said that they're gonna be about 1 ½ to 2 hours." 

Anya looked shocked. 

"And he said that we better take our clothes off." I added with a surprisingly straight face. 

Anya looked doubtful. 

"No really; he said that if the lifts not moving, there won't be any a/c," 

Anya squinted at me as if to see if I were telling the truth, and sat down in the opposite corner of me. I sat down beside her, and leant in to kiss her. She pulled off and said smugly:

"If there isn't any a/c we better stay cool don't you think?" 

I was lost for words. But I did have an idea. I took off my jacket, shirt, and pants. I was there in my boxers looking at Anya when she looked down at my crotch. My cock was rock hard. I looked back up at Anya but she was still staring at the tent in my pants. I got up, and pretended that I was looking at the elevator controls, but I knew too well that because my boxers have no buttons at the front of them I had slipped out. I set my watch to go off in 1 ½ hours, and turned around to see Anya staring as if in a daze at my rigid cock. I smiled, and sat back down; my cock staring at the ceiling just like it had done the week before, when I had fucked Anya for the first time. 

"You know you wanna." 

She looked up at me, and scowled. I could see that her forehead was beginning to get sweaty, and as she took off her business jacket; her under arms were equally wet. By the way she was pushing her legs together; her pussy must have been soaked. I started to stroke my cock, as I did so Anya licked her lips. I dunno why this girl loved sucking cock and swallowing come so much, but I was not complaining. I took my boxers off completely, and then sat next to Anya. I started to kiss her neck and she moaned. 

"I hate you," 

I smiled, and started to descend to her shoulders, and by doing so I lowered her blouse. I started to unbutton her blouse, and lower her bra straps. As she wasn't wearing any panties it wasn't too much trouble getting at her sopping pussy after I had gotten pass (Practically ripped it off) her skirt. I took her bra off and started to plant light pecks on her boobs leading up to her nipples. I licked and sucked each nipple; which were both rock hard because of the heat and my teasing. Anya grabbed my cock and started to stroke me up and down. She got up, and dragged me with her by my cock. She then put her hands to the wall and shoved her ass out to me. I took hold of her hips and started to enter her. Damn I don't know how I could have survived one night without fucking this girl. Her love box was incredible. It fit me like a glove; a very tight glove. I pushed all the way in to her and she let out a little moan. I then began to pull slowly out just stopping before my head popped out of her pussy. I pumped her slow for about 10 minutes. Until I shoved my cock hard in to her, and turned her around whilst she was still skewered on my rigid member. 

I started to go at her hard and slow, each time lifting her right off the ground whilst my tongue explored her mouth. After about 45 minutes; I could feel that she was about to come; because her pussy was starting to clench over my cock, and I was finding it increasingly difficult to pull my cock out of her dripping pussy. I grabbed her ass, and by pulling her ass cheeks apart I could allow myself to pull out of her gripping pussy. Her moans had changed from long groans to little squeals. I let go of her ass, and as she started to come rammed my entire length in to her and lifted her off ground with only my cock holding her up. She let out a scream, and as the full blast of her orgasm hit her, my balls were saturated with her juices. She looked as though he was in heaven when I finally put her down. It didn't matter that I hadn't came, the fuck I had just had was one I would not forget in a while. 

Anya started to come back to reality; and saw my erect cock covered with her pussy juices. She instantly dropped to her knees, and started lick her pussy juice off my cock. When my cock was clean, and shiny; she started on my balls, and sucked all the juices she could find off. She then went straight back to my cock, I fucked her face and within four pumps I was in her mouth and throat up to the hilt. Damn her throat felt so good on my head that I started to pump her face harder and faster. She started to moan and the vibrations went straight to my cock; I could feel the come starting to rise from my balls. I pulled out so my head was resting in Anya's sweet mouth and I came with such force that her eyes went the size of base balls. I carried on coming, and she just kept swallowing. For the final blast I shoved my cock all the way back down her throat, and shot the remainder of my come. Anya was still swallowing, and the feeling of her trying to swallow my cock, as well as my come felt so great on my member that I started to come again. I came in her mouth this time, and she swallowed my second load just as fast as my first. Nothing was spared, as she ate her second breakfast of the day. I pulled out of her mouth, and she smiled up at me. Just then my watch started to beep; and we rushed to pull our clothes on. I had just put my jacket on, when the same gruff voice that had answered the telephone said: 

"Hello? Are you still down there?" 

"No, we fixed it our selves!" I shouted back,

"Oh well that's alright then I can get back to my post then," the voice answered back,

"Alright, alright, I'm sorry. Just get us outta here!" 

"Alright we'll have you out of there in a jiff," 

It took them about ten minutes to get the elevator working, and us out of there. 

"Look, thanks for your help. Sorry I was a bit tense before." I apologised to the technician. 

He looked back in to the elevator quizzically and then looked back at me. I looked around and just remembered that I had forgotten to grab my boxers in my rush to get my clothes back on. 

"Looks like you had a good time anyway. I can understand why you were so tense; disturb you did I?" He laughed, as I rushed back to grab my boxers. 

The rest of the day; and the transaction that made me in to a multi-millionaire didn't take too long surprisingly. My clients were understanding about the lift; seemed that the computers on this floor weren't working anyway, so we had to wait a further 2 hours till a technician (Thankfully not our friend from before) fixed them. 

I returned home with Anya, and we decided to celebrate at her place. Anya tempted to make dinner, but I ended up making a second dinner after Anya thoroughly burned the lasagna. Granted that was my fault, as I was the one who was kissing her. We ended up just lying in each others arms, and kissing for the rest of the evening. 

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Anya Ch. 03



The morning of Sandy's visit, I woke up with a start. Anya was still at Carlo's, and I was glad. I knew that she'd been staying away on purpose, and I missed her, but it seemed to be the only way to keep our mind off each other and what we were going to do once our friend came to town. But I was so horny.

I thought a run might relax me, but I found that it did the opposite. All of my senses seemed to overwhelm me as I jogged past the campus and down the hill around the path behind the music building. I began to slow down. I felt the sweat pour down my back, soaking my sports bra and down into the crack of my ass. I stopped running and left the path. I walked into the woods and found a secluded spot and a rock to sit on. My legs felt heavy. I spread them out and imagined Anya kissing them. I thought about kissing Sandy and sucking on her breasts, grinding my pussy into hers as I sucked them. I thought of Anya fucking me from behind as I went down on Sandy. I remembered when Anya and I passed the girl she was fucking before me and her cute little girlfriend. They were holding hands in the secluded area behind the library. They looked so cute together. I wanted the girlfriend. I thought about other girls on campus that I wanted to fuck. A beautiful Latina girl in my Astronomy class with long wavy brown hair past her shoulders. A bitchy blonde sorority girl on my floor with a tight little tanned body that she was always showing off. I thought about carrying her from the shower and throwing her on my bed and kissing her feet, sucking on her toes, our bodies still wet as we fucked, making her my slave and ordering her to eat my pussy. I put my hand down my shorts and into my panties. I was soaking wet. I took my clit between my fingers and leaned back and came within a few seconds. But I was still so horny I could barely see straight. I sat on the rock for a few more minutes and was worried that I might be losing my mind. Finally, I was able to stand up and walk back to the dorms. Somehow I was able to calm down. 

I returned to the room and found Anya sitting on our bed reading a book.

"What's up?" I asked.

Her eyes brightened. "I have a surprise for you," she said.

"What's that?"

"I'm going to shave your pussy."

"Oh, yeah."

"So it'll look just like mine." She pulled down her sweat pants and showed me. I got wet just looking at it. "It's beautiful," I said.

I took a shower and then she dried me off. I was instructed to lie down on her bed, my robe undone and my legs spread. She came out with a razor, a small pair of scissors and some products, kneeled in front of me, spreading her tools beside my prone body. "Now don't move," she said.

I laughed. "I won't," I said.

She took the scissors and pulled my hair and trimmed it. "It tickles," I said.

"That's okay."

She trimmed all around my pubic area, reducing my bush to a small mound of short hairs. Then she left the room and returned with a towel soaked in hot water and put it on top of my pussy. 

"Feels hot," I said.

"Just lie there and relax," she said.

She softly rubbed the towel around my mound and then she smoothed some shaving gel around it. Then she took out a razor and started with my lower lips, shaving with the grain. I spread my legs farther apart and breathed in. "Don't cut me," I said.

She rinsed the razor out in a bowl of hot water. 

"Don't worry," Anya said. "God, you can be such a wimp sometimes."

"I know."

She shaved the sides, tickling me with each stroke. She definitely knew what she was doing. 

"Are you excited about tonight?"

"Of course I am.""Really?"

She began to shave the hair on top of my mound, applying more pressure as she shaved.

"It's gonna feel so good. You'll see." She finished shaving and swabbed my bald pussy with a towel.

"Feels weird." I said. She took the towel away and rubbed my bald pussy, marveling at how smooth it felt. Then Anya put her hand on top of mine. 

"A good weird, I hope," she said. 

"Yeah."

She brought the shaving materials into the bathroom and then stretched out on the bed next to me and put her hand on my pussy.

"We're gonna have so much fun together," she said.

I turned to her and kissed her. "I've been so horny," I said. "When I was jogging, I got so turned on that I had to leave the path and go masturbate in the woods."

"Wow," she said. "What made you so turned on?"

I giggled. "A lot of things."

"Fucking Sandy?"

"Yeah." "Uh huh," she said. 

"She told me about your little phone session.

"Oh yeah."

"I'm a little jealous."

"Awwwwww."

"And that sorority girl down the hall."

"Donna?"

"Yeah."

"She's cute. I'd fuck her in a second."

"You would?"

"Maybe we could do it together."

"That would be fun."

She smiled and kissed me. "Bad girl," she said.

I put my hand down her sweatpants and grabbed her ass.

"I can't help it," I said.

Anya put two fingers in my pussy and began to fuck me with them. I moved my hand around to the front of her pants and did the same. "What do you want to do with Sandy?" she whispered. 

"Everything," I said. 

Anya began to fuck me harder. I moaned and did the same to her. I kissed her and then we came together. I put my robe around her and we held each other tight. 

"Is Sandy here yet?" I asked.

"She's been here since this morning."

"Well, where is she?"

"Taking a nap, I think."

"A nap?"

"Well..."

"Well what?"

Anya sighed theatrically. "I guess I wanted her to myself for a couple of hours."

"To yourself?"

Anya sat up and kissed me. "I'm sorry," she said. "I just couldn't resist."

"What did you do?"

We were IMing each other last night and it got really hot, so I convinced her to come a little early. Then I met her at the hotel and fucked her brains out. She was so horny it was ridiculous."

"Okay."

"I mean, this way we can go out to dinner without getting arrested."

"Okay."

"I shaved her too."

"Okay."

"She made me."

"I'll bet."

Anya embraced me and we fell upon the bed together. "There's another thing," she said.

"What's that?" I asked.

"Well..." Anya began to giggle.

"What?"

"She's there right now waiting for you."

"Uh..."

She wants to have sex with you alone before we all fuck each other.

I gulped. "Why is that?" I asked.

She says she'll feel more comfortable that way.

"This isn't fair," I said.

I got dressed while Anya watched. My hands shook as I dried my hair and put on makeup. Anya couldn't help laughing as I hastily made an exit from the room, almost tripping over myself. "See you later, " she said.

"I hope so," I said.

"I'll give you guys a couple of hours and then I'll call your cell."

"Okay."

"Have fun!"

I left the dorm and walked down the path into town. Again, my legs felt heavy each step seemed to be a struggle, especially with my sandals on. My phone rang and I pulled it out of my bag. It was Sandy.

"Hi Honey," she said.

"Hi," I said.

"Where are you?"

"I'm on my way," I said.

"Is Anya with you?"

"No."

"Good, because I want you all to myself."

My heart began to beat even faster. "I want you too," I said.

"Are you almost here?"

I passed the library and crossed the street and saw the hotel. "Almost there," I said.

"It's room 340," she said "I'll be waiting."

I felt dizzy as I walked up the steps to the hotel, an old Victorian house that had been rebuilt a couple of years ago and now was the centerpiece of the town. In the lobby, I stopped to catch my breath. A desk clerk asked if she could help me and I shook my head no. In the elevator I pressed the button for the third floor and then put my hand against the wall for balance. My panties were already soaked and I had to fight the urge to touch myself. Then the door opened and I passed a middle-aged couple on their way in. They stared at me as I ran past. When I got to Sandy's room I knocked and saw that the door was open. I entered the room and what I saw left me short of breath. Sandy was lying on the bed completely naked. I couldn't believe how beautiful she looked. Her olive brown skin glowed against the white sheets and her long black hair fell down past her shoulders and over her breasts. I felt dizzy just looking at her.

She laughed. "Hey," she said.

"Hey," I said.

She put up her hands and showed me her manicure. 

"I stopped biting my nails," she said.

I moved closer to the bed and she leaned over and took my hand and pulled me toward her. "Ready?" she asked

"Yes," I said.

I sat on the edge of the bed and we kissed. She helped me off with my clothes, pausing to admire my breasts as she took off my bra. 

"You have a nice rack," she said.

I blushed. "So do you," I said.

"Not like yours...makes me want to get implants."

She began kissing them taking each nipple into her mouth and sucking hard, going from one to the other and taking her time, until they were so hard that I felt like I was going to come. I began to moan and she looked up and smiled. I put my hand behind her head and pulled her toward me. Now we sat facing each other and she wrapped her long brown legs over mine and around my waist. "She shaved you," she said.

"Yeah," I said.

"It's beautiful," she said.

We embraced each other, her breasts pressing against mine. "So nice," she said. "So soft."

I explored her body with my mouth, kissing her neck and licking her ear and she did the same, sucking on my earlobe and then coming back to kiss me, leaving kisses all over my face and neck. "You're a good kisser," she whispered. "I'm so happy that we're doing this."

"So am I."

I ran my tongue down her neck and kissed between her breasts, her "bee stings," as she called them, and I could feel her tense up in my arms.

"I'm very sensitive there," she said.

"I can tell," I said. I took her brown nipples in my mouth and twirled my tongue around them.

"I could come that way," she whispered.

She leaned down and kissed my hair and brought my mouth to hers and we began to kiss even more passionately. The she stopped me and her big brown eyes stared into mine. 

"I want to lick your pussy," she said.

"Please," I said.

She pushed me down on the bed and fell down on top of me. "I love blonde pussies," she said.

"I shaved," I said.

She laughed. "You're still a blonde," she said. "you still have that cute little fur around your belly button."

She kissed and licked around my belly button.

"And the little white hairs on your thighs." Then she spread my legs and kissed the inside of my thighs, moving slowly toward my burning pussy, kissing my clit and taking it in her mouth and softly biting on it as she flicked it with her tongue. I writhed under her and breathed in, trying to keep myself from screaming as she licked around the folds of my pussy lips, gently moving in and out, making sure to touch my clit every once in a while. Then she grabbed my legs and spread them wider and fucked me with her tongue. I writhed under her moaning until I exploded under her as she fucked me until I came. Still throbbing, I took her head in my hands and brought her wet face to mine and tasted my juices on her lips and tongue. "You made me come so fast," I said.

"It was easy," she said. "You were so hot for me."

"You don't play fair. Lying on the bed that way. I wanted to eat you alive."

"Oh yeah?" She said.

She pushed herself up so she was hovering over me.

"I'm not done with you yet," she said.

"I hope not."

She lied down next to me and put her leg between mine and we ground our bald pussies together. It felt like they were kissing each other. "This is what I love the best," she said.

"I know," I said.

She kissed me again, shoving her tongue deep into my mouth. 

"I'm so wet," I said.

"Me too."

"This was a good idea," I said.

She ground into me even harder and I moaned. I grabbed her ass and pushed her into me. She kissed me and pushed back her hair and swirled her big pussy lips around mine. The feeling was incredible. 

"I'm really close," I said.

"So am I," she said.

We moved faster into each other and Sandy began to scream out in pleasure. I pushed her down on the bed and began to grind her even harder, covering her mouth as she screamed, shushing her and we held on to each other as we came as if we were going to be thrown from the bed.

Dinner was a blur. Anya met us in the lobby wearing her tightest little black dress and her highest high heels..and no underwear. She greeted both of us with a kiss, giving me a little tongue as well, as hotel guests and employees stared. At dinner we shared a bottle of wine, then another. We all flirted with the waitress, a petite redhead with long wavy hair. She told us that she was a grad student in Art History. She joked with us and blushed as we asked her questions. She definitely knew that something was going on and I had to beg Anya to behave, but it was no use. I was worried that she was going to ask her to join us. I could barely get my food down. Sandy joked with both of us, and prodded by Anya, compared our oral sex techniques by whispering into our ears. Anya had no qualms about touching us, letting her hand roam under my skirt until I had to brush her away. Finally, we got the check, which Sandy insisted on paying, and practically ran back to the hotel.

In the elevator, Anya grabbed me and kissed me, and then Sandy did the same. I looked up and saw the security camera hovering over us and turned away. The ride seemed to take forever. When we got to Sandy's room, each of us took turns freshening up in the bathroom. I went last and when I came out of the bathroom, I watched as Sandy and Anya pressed their bodies together and made out in front of me. Anya put her hand under Sandy's skirt and rubbed her crotch. I approached them and put my arms around Sandy's waist and kissed her neck. She turned around and kissed me on the mouth and our tongues met. I grabbed her ass as I kissed her and then Anya put her hand up Sandy's skirt, making her gasp. Then we fell upon the bed and kicked off our sandals. Then Anya and I pulled off Sandy's skirt and bra began to lick her body as she lay there. I kissed her belly and moved up to her breasts as Anya kissed her thighs, moving up slowly until she was tonguing her pussy through her panties. Sandy begged Anya to take them off, but Anya teased her, kissing and licking through her panties. I moved down to Anya and kissed her, then we both began to lick around Sandy's soaked panties, almost torturing her with every lick and caress. Then Anya pulled off Sandy's panties and stuck her fingers deep inside her. "Wanna see her squirt?" She asked me.

"Please," I said.

Sandy sunk into the bed and her back arched as Anya began to fuck her with her fingers. It was obvious that it was something that they had done many times before. Then her legs shook and she moaned and the juices shot out off her pussy as she came, soaking the bed. Sandy lay there spent, tears rolling down her cheeks. Anya took her dress off and I did the same and we joined Sandy in bed, lying down next to her and taking turns kissing her and then each other. "I love you guys so much," Sandy said.

"We love you," I said.

"And we love fucking you," Anya said.

We began to caress each other, feeling each other's bodies all over. I took my bra off and Anya and Sandy took turns admiring my breasts and kissing them. Then Sandy switched sides with me so I was between them.

"I love titty-fucking them," Anya said.

"How do you do that?" Sandy asked.

"With my cock, silly," Anya said, kissing Sandy and touching her hair as Sandy sucked on my breasts.

"My turn," Anya said, and then she took one of my breasts deep into her mouth making me moan with pleasure. Then Sandy did the same with the other one and I moaned again. I put my hand down to my pussy and rubbed it and then Anya put her hand down to mine and helped me. I moved my hand over to her pussy and we faced each other and kissed. Sandy spooned me and squeezed my breast and then moved her hand down to my pussy while pushing against my ass with her crotch. I turned around and kissed her and she got on top of me and she began to rub her pussy on my leg. Anya caressed Sandy's leg. "Let's put our pussies together," Anya said.

"Oh, God ,yes," Sandy said.

I moved over to Sandy and moved her legs apart and our pussies met. It was just as electric as before and I moaned with pleasure. Then it was Anya's turn. I turned around and I spread my legs apart and Anya ground her pussy into mine. I gasped. "Feels so good," I said. "Feels so fucking good."

I moved back to Sandy and we fucked again. Anya took my ass in her hands and pushed me into her until I almost came. Then she stopped. "My turn," she said.

I switched sides with Anya and watched as these two beautiful women ground their pussies together right in front of me. Then Anya stopped and got on top of me and I was so close that we came right as our pussies met. Sandy kissed both of us as we lay there and we drifted off for a short nap, putting the sheets over us and holding each other tight. When we awoke, we were still hungry for sex. Anya and Sandy began to kiss and then Sandy got off the bed and walked around to Anya's side and lied down next to her spread her long beautiful legs apart. 

"Lick my pussy," Sandy begged. "I want to lick yours." Anya turned around and lowered her crotch right in Sandy's face and they began to sixty-nine each other. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched as she took Sandy's brown pussy into her mouth and sucked on her clit. Then she looked at me. "She tastes good, doesn't she, Karen?"

"Yeah," I said. 

Sandy moaned. Anya licked around Sandy's pussy. "Did you eat her like this?" She asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"And this?"

She began fucking Sandy's pussy with her tongue, causing Sandy do the same. Anya moaned and spread Sandy's legs wider, flattened her tongue and began licking her whole pussy. Then I lied down next to Sandy and watched her lick Anya's pussy. Sandy stopped and I kissed her, tasting Anya's juices. Then I went back to Anya and did the same. Then I watched as Anya's ass moved over Sandy's face, fucking her tongue. I took her ass in my hands and kissed both cheeks. "That's feels good," she said. "Do more."

I began licking her ass crack, going up and down, slowly moving toward her asshole. Anya moaned again. "Oh, shit, Karen," she said.

I spread her ass cheeks apart and began to twirl my tongue around her asshole, gently tracing the ridges and then licking the space between asshole and her pussy. Anya shuddered and moaned again, making sounds that she'd never made before during sex. "I'm gonna fuck you," I said.

"Oh, yes, Karen," she said. "Please."

I got off the bed and grabbed Anya's bag off the dresser. I was so turned on that I had to fight the urge to shove the dildo right into my burning pussy. I took the lube out and squirted some on my fingers and then some on Anya's puckering asshole. Then I spread it around and then inserted my index finger inside her and fucked her slowly. "Two fingers," she said. 

I slowly inserted another finger and Anya moved with me as I fucked her with them. "That's good," she said. Then she licked Sandy's pussy again. "Let's all come together," she said.

"Okay," I said.

"Put on your cock," she said.

I got off the bed and watched as Anya pushed herself up and sat on Sandy's face rubbing her clit as Sandy licked it.

I put the straps around my waist and fastened them around my legs. Then I attached the dildo and greased it up, pausing to look at myself in the mirror on top off the dresser opposite the bed. Then Anya went down on all fours and moved her ass my direction as Sandy lay under her, playing with her pussy. I got back on the bed and kneeled behind her. Anya stuck her finger in her asshole and spread the lube around. "I'm ready," she said. "Fuck me up the ass."




Anya Ch. 03



I entered her slowly, making sure that she was okay as I moved with her. Her breathing became more labored as I moved in and out. "That's good," she said. "Fuck me harder."

I began to fuck her, and the pressure on my pussy became more intense. I could feel the sweat pour down my back and legs. I felt so powerful. Anya and Sandy began to lick each other again and we began to move in rhythm with each other's bodies, moaning as our pleasure became more intense. I kissed Anya's back and grabbed her around her thighs. I could feel my juices running down my leg as I came closer until I couldn't take it anymore. I fucked Anya even harder. Anya gasped as her ass moved into my cock, cumming and then cumming again as she buried her face in Sandy's pussy. Anya begged me not to stop and I fucked her harder and Sandy writhed under her, and delirious with pleasure we all kept on going and we all came again, finally collapsing on the bed together in tangled mass of kisses and caresses, knowing that in an hour, we would do it all over again.



Anya Ch. 03



When I returned to Anya's room a few hours later, she was still writing. She stood up from her desk immediately and came to kneel at my feet; hugging my knees as had become her ritual.

"I see you have been writing," I said.

"Yes Sir."

"Let me see." Anya passed me a small black book. I sat down to read as she knelt at my feet.

Dear Sir,

This is my first diary entry. I hope it meets with your approval. I have been very excited to become your girl... not sure if I should consider myself your girl, your pet or your slave, but I am sure you will tell me how you think of me when you're ready. I have to confess that I have been watching you, Sir, for a few weeks now, and getting more excited by the day, as I have been getting closer and closer to the moment when I could introduce myself to you.

I looked up at Anya. She must have guessed what I had just read as she was blushing and looking down at the floor. Though I was surprised, it made sense in its own way—made sense of today's events in a way that coincidence just didn't account for.

It occurred to me that I could take advantage of the position of your room and mine, and pretend that I thought you were following me, when in fact, I knew exactly where you were going all along. I wonder if you can imagine, Sir, how thrilling it was for me to have you follow me to your room and submit myself to you. My heart was beating—no THUNDERING in my chest as I spoke to you outside your room.

But now that I have submitted myself to you, and, to show you that I hold no secrets from you, I must tell you that we did not meet through coincidence but through my own devices. If you feel I have done wrong, I will, of course, accept whatever punishment you feel is appropriate.

I looked up again, to see Anya still kneeling, eyes averted as I read on.

You wanted to know about my sexual experience. You know I am submissive. Perhaps you don't yet realise that I am bisexual. I thought I would tell you about an experience I had recently with a girl I met at a party.

I was at a party at the beginning of term; it was in town at the house of a friend of a friend. I had got split up from my friends—it turned out that, when they were ready to go they couldn't find me and left without me... while I had just been in the loo. Anyway, there I was, by myself at this party, drinking beer from a bottle and dancing a little at the edge of the "dance floor". As I glanced around the room, I realised that there was a girl staring at me. She was a little taller than me, and wearing gorgeous thigh length boots, a black leather mini-skirt and a black leather vest. Her hair was done up, piled on her head and she was smiling over at me. There seemed to be a couple of guys both trying to get her attention, but she was looking at neither of them—muttering something occasionally, and looking at me.

I looked behind me, and realised that she really was staring at me, and no one else. My face flushed and I could feel my heart beating. She smiled and blew me a kiss—which just made me blush all the more.

She seemed to excuse herself from the boys either side of her and walked directly over to me. I put my bottle to my lips and drank the rest of my beer—just holding the empty bottle, so my hands had something to do.

"Hi", she said.

"Hi."

"I have been watching you."

"I realise," I replied with a smile.

"You look hot." She said

"Mmmmm. You're very kind," I replied.

"I mean flushed; like the temperature is too high in here."

"Oh." Now I really started blushing. "I see what you mean."

She laughed. "I am just teasing. You really do look hot—as in, hot-and-sexy."

I giggled. "Well... thank you very much... Tease."

"Actually, not far off. Teresa."

"Ah. I am Anya. Nice to meet you, Teresa."

We chatted away for a little while—giggling at the boys and their flat footed approach to chatting up girls; the terrible state of popular music, this and that. Then, apropos of nothing, Teresa said, "I want you."

"Pardon?"

"You heard. I didn't mumble."

She hadn't mumbled, and I had heard. My heart was in my throat, and she had me in her gaze. Then, as if it was Anya saying it, and not me (I know that sounds weird), I replied, "Then I am yours."

She smiled at this—a smile of supreme confidence—but somehow, not arrogance, just self-assurance. "Then follow me."

I followed her out of the party and along the quiet street. Between every few houses were alleyways leading around the back of the houses to garages and gardens. After we'd walked far enough from the party that we could no longer heard the music, she ushered me down one of those alleys. The moon was bright and, combined with the street lights, I could just about make out where I was putting my feet as we walked along the alley, Teresa following behind me. At the end of the alley was a slightly wider track going along the backs of the houses. She signalled for me to turn down the track, but after I had gone just a few yards, she gently grabbed my shoulder and stopped me in my tracks. I turned around to face her.

Where we were, although we were outside, no one could see us from the dark house behind us, and no one could see us from the street. She whispered to me, "Kneel."

As if I simply saw no alternative but to obey, I knelt in front of her. She lifted up her black leather mini skirt and I saw that she was wearing only the flimsiest of thongs under it. She pulled it to one side revealing the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen; completely bare, with the most exquisite, puffy pink lips. "Kiss me. Kiss my pussy. Use your tongue on me and make me cum. Right here, right now. Fuck me with your tongue and don't stop until my knees buckle under me."

Oh God. How could I do anything but obey her. I kissed her upper thighs, one after the other. I licked at her thighs with the very tip of my tongue until I could hear the softest of moans; then I let my tongue flick across those divine lips and push back the hood over her clit—I could feel it was already hardening. I puckered my lips and French kissed her clit—my tongue flicking at it—almost trilling against it over and over, making her gasp.

Then I traced the shape of her pussy with my tongue before sliding my tongue between her sweet lips and deep, deep into her waiting cunt. God, she was hot, and her commanding nature made me hot. I grasped at her bum as I licked and thrust and sucked at her pussy, her moans getting louder and louder until I could feel her knees buckling—just as she predicted they would. A that moment, she squealed—it would have been a full-blown scream, I think, except that she bit her tongue to stifle it. I hugged her bum tight and that gave her the support she needed as her orgasm passed.

A light came on in the bedroom behind us and we both crouched down—looking through cracks in the fence, we saw the curtains twitching before the light went back off and all was quiet once more. My heart was pounding now and I could still taste Teresa in my mouth.

And that's where the diary entry finished. I looked up at Anya, with a quizzical look on my face.

"That's as far as I got, Sir. When you arrived just now."

"Aha. Well, I think you shall have to write some more for me about your experiences with Teresa."

"Yes, Sir."

I looked down at Anya, still kneeling in front of me wearing the collar and the print dress.

"Stand up."

She stood immediately. I reached forward and took the hem of her dress between finger and thumb. I raised it up to see her bare pussy. "Good girl. No panties—just as I directed you."

"Yes Sir, thank you Sir."

"Now," I continued, "Time for that walk."

She nodded and we left the room. I took the key from the door and locked the room behind us.



Anya Ch. 04



I awoke with Anya facing away from me, with my arms around her stomach. I wasn't sure if she was awake or not, but I drifted back to sleep after tightening my hold on her. I once again awoke to Anya stirring; she turned around, kissed my neck, and then snuggled in to my chest. I kissed the top of her head, and I knew she was smiling. I once again tightened my hold on Anya, and drifted back to sleep. When I awoke for a third time, I was met by my stomach practically barking at me with hunger. It didn't need to do so; as the pain of an empty stomach was enough to get me out of bed. But I was reluctant to leave such a warm bed, with an equally warm, and far more sexy girl. But unfortunately my stomach awoke Anya, and she pushed me out of bed with her feet. 

I quickly washed, and then poured my self in some cereal. When I got back to Anya's bedroom, she was just coming out of the bathroom. We were both completely naked, and as I got back in to bed, I felt my blood rush to my cock. Anya didn't help my condition by laying her head on my shoulder, and stroking my rapidly growing cock with her bare leg. We shared my bowl of cereal, and then started to kiss. Anya moved to position herself over my cock, when she instead leapt over me, got out of bed and stretched her perfect body. I was a mere foot away from that perfect body displaying itself so obviously. As I reached out to cup one of her breasts, she turned and walked away and went to the wardrobe. I watched her dress (A tight t-shirt, with a long, thin skirt. She wore no underwear.). As she was dressing, she told me that we should get to the architects and start on the designs for the house. Anya disappeared downstairs, and I was left with a raging hard on. I left the bed again, and found Anya standing over the kitchen counter with her elbows resting on the counter; steadying her. She was reading the morning paper, but from this angle her ass looked more interesting. I walked behind her and cupped her breasts in my hand. I felt her nipples grow hard and stretch the already tight fabric to its limit. Anya was moaning; and I knew that she wasn't reading the paper anymore; but instead enjoying the feelings that I was creating. With my spare hand I started to gather up her skirt, and once it was hiked up around her hips, I rubbed my cock up and down the length of her pussy. Her little ass hole looked appealing; so I started to spread her pussy juice over her ass with my cock. 

"You know one of these days we're gonna have to get some baby oil and stick that cock up my tight little ass. I would love for you to come up my ass." 

I just groaned my approval, and added a bit of pressure to her ass. I never entered her, but instead lowered back to her pussy. Whilst holding her breasts, I entered her and gave out a terrific moan. I started off slow, but then as I got more horny feeling her boobs, I started to slam in and out of her. I moved my hands to Anya's hips to steady her. Her steamy hot pussy feels great on my cock, and I can feel my balls slapping against her clit. I lowered my head and started to kiss up her back. She shivered at this, and her shiver soon tuned in to an orgasm. I slammed my cock in to her, and her bucking felt great on my cock. 

I took hold of her breasts again; and slowed down again. Every time I pushed inside her she wiggled her ass. I could feel my come rising to my cock, but I held it back with incredible concentration. I flipped Anya round, so she was sitting on the table top. She reached under her t-shirt and threw it off. Instantly after she did this, she grabbed my head and shoved her boobs in my face. I sucked, and nibbled each nipple in turn, bringing her to another orgasm. I slammed in to her with such force I couldn't help but come. As soon as Anya felt the first spurt of come splash against her pussy walls, she quickly pushed me out, and dropped to her knees. A second spurt streaked across her boobs, but she got me in her mouth after that. I continued to shoot spurt after spurt of hot come in to her mouth. I grabbed hold of her head and fucked her mouth. My last drop of come landed on her tongue, and she gave me a little show of swallowing it down. The come that landed on her boobs she scooped up with her fingers, took a big sniff and then licked her fingers like a lollipop. 

After Anya had washed again and put on some new clothes. We went to the architects and after an exertive week of working along side the architect we finished the plans to my new house. We only had to wait about six months till we could actually go, and live in there. 

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Anya Ch. 04



We walked out across campus and along a path between fields beyond. It was early evening in late spring. Anya walked next to me, though ever so slightly behind me. Every so often we'd pass someone walking the other way and one or two seemed to notice that Anya was not just wearing a chocker. The collar seemed a little incongruous with the light summer dress, and got them thinking about just quite what was going on. As we walked, I thought more and more a bout how much control I had over this beautiful girl and about what she had been willing to do for Teresa. I turned Anya's door key over and over in my pocket.

To one side of us we passed a small wood. There was a stile over the fence into the wood, with a footpath going through it. I motioned to Anya to follow me into the wood. We walked a little further, and couldn't hear a sound except our own footfalls. After a couple of minutes I turned to face Anya. She stopped and looked up at me.

"Are you ready?" I asked.

"I hope so, Sir." She replied.

"Take off your dress."

Without hesitation, she unbuttoned her dress right down the front and shrugged it from her shoulders. I held out my hand and she gave it to me. She stood there wearing nothing but her sandals and the collar. Her hands were by her sides, looking at me; she was waiting for me to give her next instruction. I looked her up and down, taking in the delicious shape of her body. I noticed the fuzz of her pubic hair. "Anya," I said. "I'd like you to shave your pussy for me, when next you get the chance."

"Yes, Sir." She replied. "As you wish."

"But for now, we can just carry on walking."

Momentarily, her eyes widened, but she quickly had her response back under control.

"Yes, Sir." A smile played across her face. I turned from her and carried on walking, with her, all but naked, just behind me on the path. We carried on walking and then, in the distance, I heard laughing and talking. They were to far away for me to be able to make out how many people there were, or what they were saying—but there seemed to be men and women, and the voices sounded young. This close to the university, they were probably more students.

I turned to Anya again. "Keep walking—just ahead of me."

"Yes, Sir." She gulped.

"And be ready to do as I say."

"Yes, Sir."

We carried on walking, the voices getting closer and closer. There seemed to be a couple of different female voices and a couple of male as well. We still couldn't really hear what they were saying, but the voices were young and exuberant. We could never see more than a few yards ahead of ourselves as we walked along the path, and it was hard to judge just how close they were. I wanted to let these people get very close to us, and waited until the last moment before leaning forward and whispering to Anya, "Hide—there behind those bushes."

She scrambled to the side and I just kept walking—moments later passing the group of students coming the other way. They must have assumed that I was out walking by myself, though quite what they made of Anya's dress draped over my arm, I didn't really know. I carried on walking until they could see me, then stopped and listened as they carried on walking. I doubled back and found Anya still hiding, a huge smile on her face. "Did they see you?"

"No, Sir."

"And how do you feel?"

"Excited, Sir. Very excited."

I smiled at her and gave her back her dress. "Put it on, but only do up two buttons."

She did as she was told, and we turned around following the students who were now either quiet or out of earshot. As we walked along, Anya just in front of me, we hear rustling sounds in the undergrowth before a dog came leaping out. Soon after that, a middle aged man stepped from around the corner in the path—he hardly seemed to see me, he was so focused on Anya, barely clothed and making a fuss of his dog. She crouched down and petted the dog, scratching it behind the ears. The dog loved this and licked at her thighs. "He's lovely," Said Anya.

"What's your name?" She asked the dog.

"Blue." The man replied.

"Blue." Anya repeated, as she looked up and smiled.

The man smiled back down at her, though really he was looking at the curve of her breasts, which were all but exposed. Blue kept licking at Anya's thighs as she made a fuss of him.

"Careful," said the man. "He can get a little exuberant."

When Anya stood up, giving us both an eyeful, Blue jumped up on his hind legs, placing his front legs on Anya's stomach. She stepped back with the force of the dog's jump, and Blue came down with a crash, though somehow he seemed to have ripped the remaining buttons from Anya's dress. Her dress flew apart and we could both see that she was wearing nothing underneath. She covered herself up quickly, as the man's eyes bulged. "Blue!" He called, "Come here boy!"

"Don't blame him," Anya said. "It's not his fault."

"I'm so sorry." He said. 

Anya looked down at her dress. "Don't worry. I am sure I can fix it."

"Thank goodness," The man replied. "I am very sorry." He took a lead from his pocket and clipped it onto Blue's collar.

"Come on," I said to Anya, "We should go."

She nodded, and, amidst more apologies from the man, we walked off through the wood as he walked on with Blue.

"Sir?" Said Anya, a little while later.

"What is it?"

"I swear... I swear that he could smell me."

"I am sure he could."

"I mean..." She went on. "I mean I swear he could smell my... my arousal."

"Aaaah. Well no wonder he was so excited, and licking at your thighs. Perhaps he thought he had found a bitch in heat."

We walked a few paces.

"Is that what you are?"

"Sir?"

"Is that what you are? A bitch in heat?"

"I am aroused Sir. As I am sure you intended, Sir."

I turned around and smiled at her. "I did intend to get you hot, though I couldn't have planned you flashing that man. That was all Blue."

"Yes, Sir."

"Did you find that exciting?"

"Oh yes, Sir."

"Then we shall have to see what else we can do to excite you. Won't we now?"

"Yes, Sir."

I held out my hand and took hers. Pulling her off to the side of the path a few feet and behind just enough foliage as to be hidden from anyone walking past. I put my hands on her shoulders to guide her to her knees. Once she was kneeling I popped the button on my jeans and undid my fly, before taking out my cock. She smiled up at me, her dress completely open at the front; she opened her mouth and took my length in between her lips. I closed my eyes as I felt the warm wetness of her mouth around my cock. I felt my cock hardening in her mouth as she stroked its length and sucked it. She moaned quietly as she sucked my cock. I reached down and hooked my index fingers through two of the D rings on her collar—gently I pulled on the rings, letting her know I wanted to fuck her face. Her lips tightened around my cock and she bobbed her head back and forth as I pulled harder on the rings; fucking her face harder, faster, deeper. She pressed her tongue up against the underside of my cock and kept on sucking; her mouth felt so good on my cock. Soon, my thrusting got much faster and more urgent and I could feel that I was getting ready to cum. I pulled my cock from her mouth and had her stroke it until streams of my cum splattered her face and chest. She looked amazing, kneeling in front of me streaked with my jism.

She licked and sucked at my cock to clean it before I slipped it back into my jeans. I pulled on the D rings to indicate to her that she needed to get up. There was cum dripping from one of her nipples and more at the corner of her mouth. "Come on," I said, and motioned her back to the path. She seemed to be pleased with the notion of walking on with the mark of her Master upon her. 

We walked back towards the main track and out of the woods. As I turned occasionally to look at her, I realised she was doing nothing to hide her nakedness. Even though Blue had ripped a couple of buttons, she could have fastened some of the others. She had not, I supposed, because I had not told her to. We got back to the stile, which we crossed before walking back along the track towards campus. I had a lovely flash of her pussy as she crossed the stile—it seemed to be glistening wet with her excitement.

I decided not to tell her to cover herself up—I wanted to see how far this would go. She walked as naturally as she could, and her light dress got blown away from her body as she walked—if we had met anyone on the path, they would have seen her nakedness. As it was, we got back to her room without meeting anyone else. I unlocked the door and let us in.



Anya Ch. 04



Her name was Erin. Anya met her first. She lived down the hall from us and had kept a low profile until recently. Suddenly when we passed her in the hall we would wave and say hi. Anya was so good at small talk; I was still pretty shy and would smile as she walked by. She was tall, boyish with broad shoulders and had short blonde hair like Bibi Andersson's in "Persona". Not our usual type, or rather Anya's type, but she wanted her and I guess I did too but I didn't think that a repeat of our threesome with Sandy was appropriate. And she seemed to be playing hard to get. Anya had lunch with her and learned her whole story. She had recently broken up with her girlfriend and was reluctant to start a new relationship. And there was a story about a married older woman that she had hooked up with when she was working as a barista over the summer. But she wouldn't give Anya any of the gory details, only that she'd bought her some expensive clothes and makeup, and that for the first time in her life she was enjoying her feminine, flirtatious side. And she had some friends in the dorm and some friends off campus and seemed to be immune to the spell that Anya seemed to cast over everyone she desired.

And then one night, the inevitable happened. Anya had the bright idea of continuing our lovemaking in the shower. We'd drank a lot of champagne that evening as well so we were feeling a little more daring than usual and a bit careless. It was three in the morning when we left our room and tiptoed down to the showers. It was a school night, so we thought that we would be alone and we were for at least a few minutes when Erin walked in. We were in a corner shower stall and my first instinct was to be completely silent. We heard a toilet flush and then footsteps to the door which creaked loudly when opened. Only this time it stopped when Anya bent down and put her tongue on my asshole and licked. I gasped and then quickly covered my mouth as Anya continued to eat my ass out. We heard footsteps coming toward us and then the curtain to our stall opened and it was her. She seemed dazed at first and then suddenly kicked off her flip flops, pulled off her tank top and boxer shorts and joined us. Anya stood up and took her hand and pulled her toward us. She was very lean and muscular in that way that tennis players are and I noticed for the first time how blue her eyes were, as they were wide open when Anya deep kissed her and then turned her to me. I kissed her hard and she put her hand behind my head and drew me closer. Anya put her arms around her waist and then put one hand down to her shaved pussy and rubbed her clit as we continued to kiss and caress each other. She shuddered as Anya began to finger fuck her hard and she grabbed my ass cheeks and kissed and licked my neck and then bit my earlobe. Then she leaned back closed her eyes and as I kissed and licked her nipples and sucked on her tits (bee-stings she would call them later) Anya bent down and licked her ass while continuing to finger fuck her as the water came down and covered us as Erin seemed to lose total control of her body as she cried out, as she came in our arms. When she more or less came to she turned to 

Anya and kissed her and whispered into her ear. 

"Lick her pussy," Anya said. 

Erin pulled me toward her and we kissed and then she crouched down and kissed my thighs and then my pussy, spreading my pussy lips wide and licking and kissing around my clit as Anya put her fingers through her short hair. It felt amazing. She was as good as Anya, if not better, as she was a real lesbian, not just a fucked-up sex-obsessed bisexual model. She flattened her tongue and licked and then sucked on my pussy lips looking up at me and smiling. Anya let go of her and leaned against the wall and began to masturbate as she watched me lean against the opposite wall and caress the back of Erin's head as she grabbed my ass hard again and brought me to orgasm with her expert tongue and soft lips. And then, as if it was a dream, she was gone, kissing us both and whispering a "Thank you" and waving as she put her clothes back on and left us, as if she had done this before.

And then we didn't see her for a while. Anya and I took more showers, hoping that she might join us, but never did. During our Winter break, Anya and I texted each other, mostly when we were horny, which was often, even though I knew that she was staying with Sandy the whole time and probably clubbing every night and fucking her brains out every morning while I went home to my parent's house and exercised, watched bad reality TV and read erotic fiction. When I got back to school, Anya announced that she was transferring at the end of the semester. I shouldn't have been so shocked. I knew that Anya was not a very interested student and wanted to go to F.I.T. And then told me that she hooked up with Erin. For some reason this made me furious. I sat down on the bed and put my face in my hands and felt like I might burst into tears. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"Nothing."

"Are you jealous?"

I couldn't answer the question. I was more jealous that Erin had slept with Anya than the other way around. I realized that it was Erin that I wanted, not Anya. Our relationship was coming to an end and I didn't want Anya to ruin any chance I might have with Erin. Of course I hadn't made any effort to get to know Erin and Anya had.

"Hey," Anya said.

"Hey what?"

Anya sat next to me on the bed and began rubbing my back. We had put in a queen-sized futon bed by this time, moving the skinny dorm bed mattresses and frames to a corner of the room. This didn't give us much space, but it was perfect for our lovemaking, which had become awkward under the old arrangement and I was worried that we were making too much noise. 

"You're upset with me."

"I guess..." Suddenly my eyes welled up with tears. Anya put her arm around my waist and drew me closer. 

"I'm sorry," she said. "She was in the city and she texted me. That woman she was sleeping with was out of town and let her stay at her apartment. She invited me over."

"With Sandy?

"No. In fact I barely saw Sandy this time. She had to go to Singapore."

"So what happened?"

"I went over there and we drank some wine and then we had sex."

"Great."

"We talked about you."

"Before...and after and in between, I don't know."

"And what did she say?"

"She likes you."

"She doesn't even know me."

"She licked your pussy...

"Yes," I said, laughing. "She did do that."

"She wants to get to know you and I think you guys would be perfect for each other. The fact that we hooked up doesn't mean that you shouldn't hook up with her. "

"Oh?"

"I'm going to be gone. You guys would be crazy not to give it a try."

"Uh huh.""

"Of course this means that you should have a conversation first. Erin says that you barely say hello when you see each other in the hallway."

"I say hello."

"You're very shy. Look up when you say hello to her make eye contact. She likes you."

"Okay." 

Anya kissed me and then got up and began unpacking her bag. "You're so cute," she said. 

"I don't feel cute." 

Anya pulled out a new dildo and threw it on the bed. "So want do you want to do?"

"Fuck all day?"

She laughed then sat down on the bed. "I have to go to the office and pay my tuition bill this afternoon, but we have a few hours." She kissed me again and we began making out like we had just met. It was hot. My pussy was soaking wet by this point; I'd been thinking about Erin and Anya in bed together and while it was upsetting at first, it also was an incredible turn-on. "Did you use your new toy on her?" I asked.

"No."

"Why not?

"It's not really her thing. She's a real lesbian, you know? Never been with a man."

Anya pulled my t-shirt off and unhooked my bra. 

"I've missed this," she said.

"But she likes bi women..."

Anya took a nibble in her mouth and bit down. It hurt. "Do you want to talk or do you want to fuck?" She asked.

"Fuck"

"You're worse that her."

She bit harder and then sucked on my nipples as I laid back and pulled off my jeans. Anya got on top of me and ground into me. I pulled up her shirt and put my hands inside her panties. "Come here," she said. She moved up to face me and we kissed passionately for several minutes. It was better than the sex. It still made me a little giddy to think that I shared a bed with this beautiful woman who was basically insatiable and would do anything I asked her to do. But what I loved most was when we were naked on these sheets having our way with each other. I unzipped her tight dress and she wriggled out of it and lay on her back. I pulled her panties off and spread her legs apart. 

"Tan lines," I said, looking at her pussy. "So sexy."

"I did it for you."

"So bad for your skin, though."

I licked the inside of her calf and then moved down to her now bare pussy. "Like Erin's," I said.

"Shut up about her."

"Anyway, I love it."

She sat up and kissed me and I pulled off my panties and we got into a 69 position and ate each other out. The heat from the dorm radiators must've been going full blast because we were covered in sweat within a few minutes. I could feel a drop of sweat fall off my nose as I buried my face in her pussy, licking and sucking her folds as she licked and sucked mine. I was on top for a change, and I thought about what it would be like I Erin walked in on us, two skinny blondes moaning as they went down on each other. Of course I knew the answer to that question, but it excited me nonetheless. At this point in our relationship, we knew exactly when we were making the other cum and I hesitated a minute as Anya worked my clit with her fingers and tongue and then as I sucked on her pussy lips and licked her clit one last time she began to buck under me and I let go and we came together. She moaned loudly, which was unusual for her and whether it was just the fact that this was the longest we had went without having sex -- or the emotions I was feeling that day -- it made me have the most intense orgasm of my life. I nearly passed out from the intensity. We kissed and cuddled for a few minutes and then Anya, anxious to try out her new toy, fucked me to exhaustion, or rather, until she had to go to pay her tuition, which was about an hour. Then we took showers and dressed. Anya left and I flipped open our laptop and saw that Erin had friended me.



Anya Ch. 05



The builders I had hired were two months in to the building of my mansion. They were sending me photographs of the construction, and things seemed to be going fine. Because the island was so far away from the main land, all the power was to be solar, and I was going to have to buy a water purifier to clean the sea water before we drank it or anything. Anya was regularly sleeping at my house, and she had even brought some of her clothes; it was safe to say that her clothes took up more of my wardrobe then mine did. I asked Anya to check my email for any more photographs of my mansion. I was sitting in the lounge, and she was already up stairs in the study. She was taking an awfully long time checking my mail; so I decided to go up and see what was wrong. Just as I reached the top of the stairs, I heard grunts coming from the study. They were not the grunts that Anya made. 

I was shocked to say the least! As I neared the study I poked my head round the corner, and there was Anya facing the monitor (away from me) watching one of my porn films. I could see that one of her hands had disappeared down her front, and that her arm was moving incredibly fast. I smiled. So Anya likes porn films eh? I crept up behind her, and slipped one of my hands down her front. I could feel her pussy was slick, and that she was aggressively pumping her pussy with two fingers. I started to rub her clit with giant force, and Anya started to moan. I looked up at the monitor and was shocked that Anya was fingering herself; over another woman fingering herself. I reached around with my other arm, and lifted up Anya's jumper to find that she wasn't wearing a bra. I started to pinch and rub her nipples. I could feel more and more juices coming out of Anya's pussy. I walked around to the front of her as I could feel that she was just about to orgasm. I kissed her, but tilted my head so she could still see the porn film. I heard that the woman in the porno was moaning and orgasming. Anya also started to come; just as she did I pinched her nipple very hard. She screamed with an enormously powerful orgasm that shook her whole body. Pussy juice just kept coming out of her for about three minutes after which she started to calm down, and get back to reality. 

After Anya had completely calmed down and had buttoned her self up; she sat down on my lap and we finally checked the email. I wasn't really too concerned by now about the photos. But instead took this chance to ask Anya; 

"Are you bi?" 

She giggled. 

"Of course silly! On our very first date I thought I made this clear to you by checking out women with you!" 

"I thought you were just teasing me or something," 

"Well I'm bi actually. Does it bother you that I was watching that porno?" 

"Not at all my sweet! It's a hell of a turn on actually," 

"You're not gonna ask me for a threesome are you?" 

"Errr well…"

"Because one of my old boyfriends did, and he wanted to do it with a prostitute! She was the only person that would do it with us; and even then he said that she was hard to find. He thought he would 'surprise' me; I was certainly surprised. A prostitute? Can you imagine?" Anya actually sounded angry; which was uncommon for her.

"Would you do it with a… Woman who wasn't a whore?" 

"If I liked her, and found her attractive, yes. Although I would feel a tiny bit jealous if you started to fuck her… But I'd get you back by making her eat me!" She laughed,

"Great…" I smiled, at Anya's joke. The huge bulge in my pants was killing me. I'm sure Anya could feel it poking in to her ass cheek. 

Anya took my hand off the mouse, and went in to my media player. She went in to my library, and took a look at my pornos. 

"You know you have a lot of these. But not as much as me," She smiled.

"And how many do you have?" I was shocked.

"Well one of my friends got loads of them cheap whilst touring around Europe." 

"What sorts?" I was hoping she had more lesbian ones; that would make getting her to have a threesome easier…

Anya had decided to stick with an anal scene from one of my newer pornos. 

"Lots really… But I think you know that I always enjoy a good come shot!" She laughed.

"So you don't have many lesbian ones?" 

"Hello!!!" She laughed "I just said I have lots! I have loads of different ones. Anal, threesomes, and yes lesbian films!" 

"Threesomes? What are they like?" 

"You need to work on your subtlety. I like watching FFM threesomes more then MMF. You might think that's weird cos I love come so much, but you haven't seen me go at a pussy!" 

I groaned. 

"That's… Nice to hear." I laughed.

Anya was no longer listening to me, but intently watching the porno. 

"Do you want to try that?" 

Anya wasn't listening to me. I stroked my way up to her breasts, and pinched her nipple. 

"Uhhhhh! What?!?" 

"I said: 'Would you like to try that?',"

Anya looked straight in to my eyes. 

"Really? Like now?" 

"Yeah sure!" my senses came back to me "Have you ever tried it?"

"Well… Not really. I was going to once, but I didn't really trust the guy I was going to do it with. I sometimes use my smaller dildos up there; it's quite relaxing… But nothing that big. Have you tried it?" 

"Well… There was this one time… you have to believe me that I was extremely gentle; just like I will be with you my love. You know I would never hurt you!"

She smiled, and kissed me.



Anya Ch. 05



"Take a shower."

"Yes, Sir."

I sat down in her room and waited while she took a shower. Shortly after I heard the water turn off, she walked into the room, naked and towelling her hair.

"That better?"

"Yes, Sir—thank you Sir."

I smiled. "So. You enjoyed being outside, and showing yourself off, did you?"

Anya knelt in front of me, still naked, still damp.

"Yes, Sir. I did."

"It gets you excited, doesn't it?"

"Yes, Sir. Very excited."

"I thought so. Tell me more."

She paused. Then started talking. Hesitantly at first but then more and more freely. "I love feeling exposed. I love giving over control to someone else. There's nothing more exciting for me than giving over control to someone—and then not knowing what is going to happen. It's a bit like getting on a rollercoaster. You know that someone else is in charge. Someone else will decide what's going to happen, and you just have to give in to that. Rollercoasters get me off. But they are nothing compared with being naked and exposed where anyone might see me. And promising myself that I'll do only as I am told, no matter what I am told."

"What if you're told to do something humiliating?" I interjected.

Anya smiled. "Oh God! I love the powerlessness and embarrassment of feeling humiliated. It makes my pussy tingle, my heart pound, like my whole body is electrified. It... is... wonderful!"

I smiled down at her. "Stand up." She stood, and I looked down between her legs. The fuzz of her pubic hair was still there. "I thought I told you to shave."

Anya blushed. "you did, Sir. I am sorry Sir. I will do it now."

"Too late... too late." I patted my knee. "Come here." She knew immediately what was in store for her, and laid down across my lap, still naked, and presenting her bottom for a spanking. I let my fingertips play across the smooth skin of her bottom, which made her moan in delight and anticipation. Finally, and very quickly, I raised my hand and slapped her ass hard. Looking down I could see the outline of my handprint on her ass. Anya squealed and I felt her whole body tense in response to the slap. "Quiet."

"Yes, Sir." I slapped her again, just as hard as the first time, and Anya squealed again—she was trying hard to stifle her squealing, but the surprise and pain of my spanking was enough that she couldn't stop herself; couldn't remain complete silent. Her ass was turning red as I slapped her a third, fourth and fifth time. "Will you..." slap, "Remember..." slap, "To do..." slap, "As I say..." slap, "Next..." slap, "Time?" slap.

"Yes, Sir. Yes, I will."

My hand slipped down between the tingling cheeks of her ass; my fingertips touching the swollen lips of her pussy and making her moan once more. My fingertips pushed a little further and slipped between her lips, feeling the slick wetness of her slit and making Anya gasp.

"Go now, and shave."

"Yes, Sir."

Off she went, doing her Master's bidding. I could hear water splashing and imagined careful concentration as she shaved herself. When I heard the water draining from the sink, I called through, "Do you have any oil?"

"I have some massage oil, " She replied. "Sandalwood."

"Good--then rub some into yourself."

A few minutes later, Anya walked back into the living room, her pussy now bare and glistening slightly from the coating of oil she had given herself. I looked her up and down, seeing her utterly naked. Then I said, "Anya. You have forgotten something else." I glanced down at her neck, and her hand went to her throat.

"Oh, " She replied and darted back into the bathroom, returning wearing her collar tight around her neck.

"You don't want me to spend my life reminding you of things do you?"

"No Sir."

"Well then. You had better start remembering, hadn't you?"

"Yes, Sir."

I beckoned her to come closer to me and she stood right in front of me—allowing me to examine her smooth, hairless pussy. I placed my index finger on her hooded clit and rubbed gently, listening to her moan as I stimulated her. "Are you a slut, Anya?"

"Yes, Sir. Anya is a slut, Sir. An obedient slut, Sir. Your obedient slut."

I smiled as I let my finger slide down from her clit and graze her pussy lips, teasing them along their length and listening to her moan. "My... obedient... slut." I mused on that for a moment, still teasing her clit and sweet, moist pussy lips. "And how obedient are you, Anya?"

"Sir," She replied, "Completely obedient. I will do whatever I'm told. Anything."

I reached into my pocket and got out my key. I gave it to Anya. "Go to my room," I said, "And get my camera. It is in my bedside table."

She gulped. "Yes, Sir."

"Quick now." I said. She knew very well that she was to go naked, and that this was a test of her obedience. She did as she was told. It really was not that far to my room. I watched her from the window as she ran over to the next block. 

A minute or two later, she ran back across, carrying my camera. I heard a shout of "Whoooo hooo!" from another block—clearly someone else had seen her. I could hear her footsteps on the stairs and then she was back, with my camera in her hands.

"Good girl." I said. She smiled back at me, her breasts rising and falling as she caught her breath. I turned on the camera and raised it to me eye, taking a picture of Anya's naked form. She immediately knelt in front of me, and I snapped another picture. She smiled and lowered her eyes. "My gorgeous little slut."

Her hands were palm down on her thighs. "Open your legs." I commanded. As she knelt there, she spread her legs as she knelt. "Touch yourself." She closed her eyes and her index finger went directly to her clit. Her mouth opened and she emitted a slight moan as she started to rub her clit. I took another picture.

"Where do you think these pictures are going to go?"

"I don't know, Sir."

"Do you think I'll show pictures of my little slut to others?"

"I... I don't know, Sir."

"Slip your finger inside your pussy." She opened her eyes and looked directly at me as she slid her finger inside herself. In and out, in and out went her finger as she gazed at me. "What are you?"

"I am a slut, Sir."

"Whose slut?"

"Your slut, Sir. My Master's slut."

That was the first time she'd used that word. My cock twitched as she said it. She was under my control. She was mine. My plaything, to do with as I pleased. The very thought had my cock twitching and throbbing.

"Two."

"Sir?"

"Use two." The penny dropped. She slipped a second finger into her slick cunt and carried on frigging herself as I watched. "Are you hot, Anya?"

"Oh yes, Sir. Anya is very hot. Very, very hot, Sir."

"Then stop." She immediately stopped—pulling her moist fingers from her pussy and laying her hands palm down on her thighs, as she knelt. "It's not time for you to cum just yet."

"No, Sir."

"You'll need to wait."

"Yes, Sir."

I stood up and went to her wardrobe to find her something to wear. I found a pair of cut-off dungarees and tossed them to her. "Put them on." 

"Yes, Sir."

She stood up and put them on—the bib barely covering her lovely tits. While she was putting them on, I slipped her handcuffs and the key into my pocket. I smiled my approval. "Put on your sandals too." She nodded, put on her sandals and followed me out of her room. I still had my camera with me. We went downstairs and outside. I turned around and took a picture of her in the twilight, with her magnificent body covered only by the coarse denim of the dungarees. I looked left and right. There was no one coming. "Flash me one of your tits, Anya." She pulled the bib away from her right tit and I took another picture. 

After she repositioned the bib, I walked up to her and felt for the zipper. I pulled it down and slipped a finger inside—touching her smooth mound for the first time, and then letting my finger trail down to her clit. Her eyes widened as I rubbed it while we stood there. "Oh God." She said. "Oh God, oh God, oh God." She gasped when I withdrew my finger. I left the zipper down and told her to follow me.

We walked back out the same track we had taken earlier in the afternoon. When we got to the stile, we crossed it and again walked along the trail through the woods. In the twilight it was still easy enough to make our way through the woods, and it seemed especially quiet as we went. Once we were a good distance from the track, I told Anya to stop. "Don't say a word. No matter what happens, until I tell you that you can speak, don't say a fucking word. Understood?" Anya nodded, showing me that she had understood completely. I motioned for her to put her hands either side of a tree that was next to the trail. Then I handcuffed her to the tree. It was a moment's work to undo the dungarees and slip them down her legs. When I pulled on them she stepped out of them obediently. Now, she was naked and handcuffed to a tree. Chances were, that no one would come by—but if they did, and with Anya sworn to silence, who knows what would happen.

I slipped my cock from my jeans—it was already very hard. After rubbing Anya's pussy for a moment, I slid my cock along the length of it—up and down, up and down teasing her, making her groan until finally, and for the first time, I pushed my cock inside her pussy. She was tight, and wet and hot—just perfect. I wanted to leave her as horny as hell, so I fucked her to within an inch of cumming, harder and harder, deeper and deeper—ramming into her—pulling her onto my cock by her hips—faster and faster and faster... before pulling out and hearing her gasp in frustration.

I slipped my cock back into my jeans and zipped up. I took a couple of pictures of her, and, with her dungarees over my arm I walked along the path back towards the track. I knew I was excited at the prospect of leaving Anya there as I had, so I could not imagine how excited she was. I headed back to my room, where I sat, nursing a Stella and a hard-on, wondering what, if anything was happening to Anya.

After an hour and a half, when it was starting to get quite a bit darker, I set off back along the track, with Anya's dungarees, and a light jacket for her to wear. My cock was hard when I arrived there, to see her hot and flushed, her face streaked with cum, sitting at the base of the tree with her arms above her, hands still cuffed around the tree. She smiled broadly when I approached her. I un-cuffed her; gave her the dungarees and jacket and walked her back to her room—neither of us said a word.

When we got into her room, I ushered her into the shower. I sat and waited for her in the other room—she seemed to stay under the shower for ages. When she came back through she had a towel around her and another wrapped around her hair. She knelt down in front of me, and hugged my knees—she had still not said a word, and I realised that she had vowed silence until I allowed her to speak.

"Anya, you are allowed to speak now, my dear."

"Thank you, Sir."

"I think you had an... arousing time—didn't you?"

"Yes, Sir. I certainly did."

"Well, tell me nothing of it right now. When you wake in the morning, you can write in your diary all about what happened while you were in the woods."

She beamed at me. "Yes, Sir."

"Good girl. And now, it is time for bed. But, as your final duty before you sleep, it is time you took my cock in your mouth once more." As I spoke those words, I undid my jeans. My cock sprang free and Anya leaned forward and took me into her mouth. Her long slender fingers cupping and teasing my balls as she let her lips travel up and down my length. Anya's breath was hot on my tool. Given the teasing I had given her earlier and my own wild imaginings about her evening, it didn't take long before she was choking on a mouthful of my cum. She licked and lapped at my cock until it was clean, then we lay down together in her bed and fell asleep.



Anya Ch. 06



I was lying in my bed with Anya doing her yoga stretches in the bathroom; we were both naked, but I was just writing an email to Helen to see how things were doing, and if she liked her new job. Usually I love to watch Anya doing her stretches; as it usually results in me getting a blow job. But I needed to do this; so Anya had gone in to the bathroom. Just as I was finishing Anya slipped in to bed and put her hand on my chest, and then started to lower to my cock. Before she had touched it the anticipation alone had made me fully hard. I pushed the send button, and put my laptop aside. I turned to kiss her, but saw that her head was disappearing under the covers. 

She started to kiss her way down to my cock, where she licked the precome that had formed there. She then started to lightly suck the head in to her mouth. The feeling of her mouth around my cock was amazing. Anya liberated my cock and started to tongue my balls. She first took my left ball in to her mouth and sucked, she did the same with the other ball. And then somehow managed to cram both my balls in to her mouth. She was swirling her tongue around, when I grabbed her head, and pulled her back up to me. 

Before we kissed she sucked her cheeks in, and spat over the bed to the floor. I smiled at her consideration of my dislike of tasting my own come. As we kissed, I reached behind her and started to stroke her pussy lips. They were already wet; damn this girl really got off on sucking dick. Anya suddenly reached back and grabbed my hand. She lifted it up to her ass hole, and started to poke at her hole with my index finger. She brought her hand back up and grabbed my cheeks to kiss me with more force. 

I started to finger fuck her ass hole, every now and again going back to her pussy to lube up. As I got my second knuckle in, Anya suddenly got up. She walked around, to the bed side cabinet, and got out a tube of KY jelly. My eyes widened and Anya smiled. She lay on top of the covers, and put her feet behind her head. I loved it when she did that; but today I appreciated it even more as I saw I had a perfect view of her ass hole. I took the KY lube from her, and rubbed some on my hands; warming it up. 

I started to spread it on her ass hole, slowly inserting fingers in, and spreading it inside as well. Anya started to moan at this; and I thought to all the times I had made her come by fingering her ass whilst fucking her pussy. I looked down at her pussy and saw that it was very wet, and noticed it wasn’t getting any attention. I used my other hand finger fuck her in that hole, whilst filling her ass with my other fingers. I currently had three fingers buried in her pussy, and two in her ass. Anya groaned. 

“Unghhhh I need something bigger in me!” She pleaded. 

I complied by gently applying pressure on her ass. She suddenly thrust her body forward and I popped in. I couldn’t believe it. Anya’s ass was tighter then her pussy; I was having doubts that I would actually be able to come in her ass; that is if she didn’t want to have it in her mouth. Anya was moaning, and had her eyes shut. I only had my head in her ass; but it felt great. I slowly started to push more in; Anya gave a huge low moan. She started to shiver; I swear she was having an orgasm. My question was answered when she erupted; and pussy juice covered the fingers I had in her; and oozed down to give even more lubrication to her ass. I got in to the hilt. It was magic. 

I bent down to kiss Anya, and she complied by opening her mouth to mine. We kissed; and I withdrew my fingers from her pussy; and inserted them in to her mouth. We shared her juices in the kiss; and Anya moaned as I got up, and started to withdraw my cock from her ass. I pinched and pulled her nipples; and she just responded with more moans. 

I withdrew all my cock, except from the head and slowly pushed back in to Anya. Again I went in to the hilt, and withdrew at the same slow pace. I got a rhythm and kept it up for a few strokes when Anya begged me to faster. I built up speed; whilst I was doing so Anya’s moans got louder and louder. I was slamming in and out of her ass when Anya’s moans had turned to screams. Those screams then turned to grunts. I had been ramming Anya’s tight little hole for what seemed like ages; when she started to moan again, and let out yet another long and deep moan. 

I felt the come in my balls rising to my cock, and shouted this out to Anya. 

“Please! Come in my ass!” 

I needed no encouragement. I came with a force I felt my come leaking out of her ass and on to my balls. The feeling of my hot come in Anya’s ass must have pushed her over the edge; as I felt her shaking, and pussy juice leaking out of her pussy and on to my cock again. There was a mixture of our come on my balls, as I finally gave one last grunt, and pushed my cock hard in to Anya’s ass. I gave one last spurt of come, when I collapsed on to Anya and started to kiss her passionately. 

Anya broke our kiss. 

“Let me taste us,” 

How could I resist? I pulled my still rigid cock out of her ass, and brought it up to my girl friends mouth. She first licked our juices off my balls, and then started to lick my cock like a lollipop; swallowing our juices as she went along. When she had finished, she took my cock in to her throat, and drew me back out again. 

As we got in to bed I was still very hard. Anya laid with her back to my chest. I slowly lowered myself, and pushed my cock in to her pussy for the first time that night. Anya moaned once again, and I slowly fucked her from behind whilst tweaking her rock hard nipples. I was the first to come, but Anya quickly followed suit when she felt my boiling hot come splash against her pussy walls. 

We both fell asleep; Anya in my arms, with my hands holding her to me. 

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Anya Ch. 06



When I woke—it was Sunday morning--I realised that Anya had been awake for some time; she was sitting up at her desk wearing only her collar and a silky dressing gown as she wrote in her diary. "Good morning," I said.

"Good morning, Sir. I didn't realise you were awake."

"I only just woke. How long have you been writing?"

"Just a little while—but I have just finished. Would you like to see, Sir?"

"Mmmm hmm. Pass over what you have written."

Anya passed me the book and I started to read.

Dear Sir,

I can't believe how horny I was when you left me out in the woods. And I don't think you'll believe what happened to me. Really I was there for not very long—perhaps only ten or fifteen minutes before I heard a rustle in the undergrowth. Of course I had no idea what—or who—to expect, so all I could do was stay put and see what happened. Well, suddenly, who should burst upon me, but Blue—the same dog that ripped my dress earlier. He and his owner must have been out walking all afternoon. Anyway, Blue was excited to see me, and jumped up to greet me—his claws scratching at my ass. I couldn't turn to greet him at all... so just had to stand there. 

It wasn't long before I heard more footsteps approaching and who should it be, but Blue's owner—the same guy who had had a flash of my tits and pussy when his dog ripped my dress.

"Hello," He said. I remembered my promise to you, and just smiled and nodded. He seemed a little surprised to see me there at all, let along naked and handcuffed to the tree.

"Are you OK?" he asked—he seemed genuinely concerned.

I smiled and nodded emphatically.

"Really?" He went on. "Do you need some help getting unfastened?"

Then I started shaking my head wildly, which really set him thinking. 

After about a minute, he said, "You're into this, aren't you?" 

I nodded.

"Did that bloke you were with earlier leave you like this?"

I nodded again, smiling.

"And you find this exciting?"

Nod.

"Sexually exciting?"

Nod.

I glanced down at his trousers which were starting to tent. Blue was licking at my legs. The man clipped Blue's lead back onto his collar and pulled the dog away from me. Then he started to look at me, and the scene, more closely. Tentatively, he reached out his hand and cupped my breast. As I leant against the tree. I moaned involuntarily at his touch.

"You like that."

I smiled, and nodded.

"You're quite the slut, aren't you?"

I nodded again.

"I have been thinking about you ever since I saw you with your boyfriend earlier. I wanted to fuck you then, and I certainly want to fuck you now."

I promise, Master, I still didn't say a word. Though I suppose, since I didn't shake my head or scream, he probably felt encouraged. At any rate, his hand slid down my body from my breasts and he cupped my pussy. With his other hand he pulled his dick from his fly and rubbed it along the cleft of my ass—up and down, until I was moaning. I honestly couldn't help myself, Sir.

He put his hands on my ass and parted my cheeks before slowly pushing his cock into my pussy—it was already so wet that he could slide his full length into me without any problem at all. Oh God, Master. He fucked me like an animal, and I have to admit, I loved every second of it. He ploughed my cunt with his rock hard cock, and all I could do was whimper and moan. I promise I didn't say a word. Blue could smell the sex in the air, but the man had tied him to a nearby tree. The dog howled as I got fucked and finally, I came. I squealed and groaned and whimpered and moaned and came and came and came—my pussy contracted around his cock... but he pulled out of me and wanked himself into my face—long streaks of cum splattered across my face as he came. I kept my mouth open, like a good slut, and tried to taste him, but most of his sticky cum hit my face, or my hair or my body. When he was spent, he thanked me, untied Blue and left without another word—leaving me tired, but satisfied.

As I stood there, leaning against the tree, I wondered if anyone else might stop by before you got back to me, but no one did. As I finished reading, I looked up at Anya and smiled. "You are such a fucking slut, Anya."

"Thank you, Sir." 



Anya Ch. 07



It was about three days since me and Anya had our first anal experience. I was keen to know when she was going to let me back in there; all she had said was that she enjoyed it. I was going to ask her when we could do it again, but I thought I better not push my luck. 

I was sitting in the lounge watching an episode of The Simpsons when Anya burst in jumping up and down in excitement. She was wearing a see through black jumper; with evidently no bra. Her boobs were jumping all over the place just like Anya. She had a pair of very tight blue jeans on, which looked great on her legs. She jumped in to my arms, and hugged me. I asked her what was up; well actually I asked her boobs. She lifted my head up to her eyes, and told me that her sister; Jenny was coming to stay. 

I had once seen a photo of Jenny; she was quite a looker. I didn't know how old that photo was, but I hoped it was quite old because Jenny looked about 16 in there. But still bloody hot. 

"Where's she gonna sleep? The guest bedroom isn't exactly that nice..." I asked reluctantly; hoping that the feeling I had was wrong... 

Anya looked up to me in her puppy-dog face and fluttered her eyes lids. And scraped her finger nails down my chest. 

"Damn,"

"Well would you rather me move back in to my old house for the weekend she's here?" 

"No..."

"It's only for the weekend hon,"

"Oh alright..." 

So it was the ghastly spare bedroom for the next weekend. And no sex. Well, maybe if Jenny woke up really late... But if she was anything like her sister she was up at the crack of dawn. I guess I would just have to fit in loads of sex before now (Wednesday) and Friday.

I later found out that Jenny was in fact 19, and she just looked really young. Anya told me that her flight was going to land at about 5:00pm and so she would be here at about 6:30pm. About 2hrs before Jenny was supposed to come I saw that Anya was getting ready to make some dinner; she was reaching in to the lower cupboard, probably searching for the pasta (The only thing Anya can make, and not burn). Her ass looked delicious; she was wearing the same outfit she had been wearing on Wednesday. 

I put my hands on Anya's ass and squeezed her ass cheeks. 

"I think I've got what you're looking for honey," Hey the cheesy lines always seem to work on Anya; too much pornos she's watched I guess. 

"Get off! This isn't funny! I wanna make dinner myself; and I don't want a barbeque!" Anya quickly rose up, and turned to face me with a jar of pasta in her hand. 

"Awwww hon! Just let me make the dinner; your expertises lie in other more important areas..." I leaned in to kiss her. 

We kissed briefly, and Anya started to moan. She came back to reality rather quickly, and broke our kiss. 

"No! I wanna make dinner today," she moaned I could tell that she too wanted some good sex, but unfortunately her priorities lay in other areas. 

I let her go; but watched her with utmost passion till she had the pasta boiling. Whilst she was stirring it, I crept up behind her and put my arms around her waist. I started to kiss her neck, leading up to her mouth. We kissed passionately until I broke the kiss. 

"Does this mean that I'm not gonna get any sex till Jenny leaves?" I asked

"Well, don't think it's a bad thing that she's staying for the weekend! But yes. I guess you won't." 

"Unless we talk Jenny in to having a threesome!" I joked, but Anya's face looked very serious. I was afraid I had stepped over the line by joking about incest. 

"She's a lesbian. And before you get any ideas; she's a lesbian," Anya said, I smiled. 

"Why the straight face?" 

"Because all the rest of my pig-brained boy friends have all been real... Pigs around her. I know that you won't though," she smiled again, and planted a light kiss on my lips. 

"Is she more... Light hearted about threesomes with you then you are?" I asked cautiously

"Mmmmmm you'll just have to find out." Anya replied with a slight twich of her mouth; I'm sure that was a smile. 

Right on time there was a knock at the door, I answered it, and in bounced a very small, very pretty, but smaller breasted version of Anya. Jenny (I presume) kissed me on the cheek lightly, and then ran to Anya who was just behind me. I say she was bouncing because she was so small, but she was trying to walk as fast as a normal person; resulting in her bouncing along. 

Jenny kissed Anya on the lips, and hugged her hard. Anya was looking deep in to her eyes whilst she stroked her hair, and then smiled over to me. Jenny then broke their embrace, and went straight in to the lounge. 

The rest of the evening was very uneventful. Apparently Anya's cooking is only so bad because she has me distracting her all the time. The pasta wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I subtly made hints about threesomes; when I saw that Jenny found these hilarious I got bolder, and started to make crude jokes about threesomes and how great it would be if we three had one. Jenny didn't seem to mind this at all; but kept looking over to Anya as though they were sharing a special joke between themselves. 

It was quite late now; Anya and Jenny were both downstairs chatting and giggling very loudly. I was quite disappointed that me and Anya had had next to no time alone with each other. I stole a few gropes, and kisses in the wine cellar but that was it. As my toothbrush and everything else was in the en-suite bathroom I decided to quickly slip in to the shower, before the sexy duo came up stairs. I was in the bathroom, when I heard Jenny and Anya giggle their way in to the bedroom. I was afraid that one of them was going to stumble in here in a state of half dress; I hoped it was Anya. There was silence for a while; so I assumed that they had drifted off to sleep. As I was just finishing off brushing my teeth; I heard Anya moaning from the other room. Now I knew that moan. I had induced moans like that from Anya on many nights. I was intrigued to say the least. 

I crept to the door; and opened it a crack so I could see just the top half of the bed. I first saw Anya just lying there in bed with a look of utmost satisfaction upon her face. I assumed; as Jenny's head wasn't poking out of the covers, that Anya had taken this opportunity to finger herself quickly before her sister came back. Hoping to surprise my sex-crazed girl friend, I opened the door further very slowly. Whilst I was opening the door, I heard Anya say the weirdest thing.

"Ohhhh suck it hard you little whore!"

I then took in the sight of the lower half of the bed. I froze instantly. Jenny was under the covers; with what I assumed to be her head buried in between my girl friend's legs. 

Thoughts were whizzing through my head; well actually nothing was going on in my head, I was in a blind panic but I wasn't actually doing anything. Apart from getting really hard. Jenny had her head in between Anya's legs and was happily lapping away at her pussy. Jenny had reached up with on of her arms and was tweaking Anya's nipple. Jenny's other hand had disappeared underneath Anya; I could only imagine that Jenny's fingers were buried inside Anya's tight ass hole. I must have been standing there for about five minutes, before Anya started to moan very loudly. I knew from her moans that she was about to come. I noticed that my hand had subconsciously found my hard cock and was jerking it off. Anya's moans were more like screams now; Anya grabbed the edge of the duvet, ad threw it off Jenny. I nearly came right there. Jenny's body was delicious. She was thinner then Anya, but her ass still looked scrumptious. Her pert little nipples were pointing like darts out of her chest. Even though Jenny was short, her legs were still very long. Her pussy lips were wet, and looked as though they cold do with some good hard cock. My good hard cock. 

And then I realised; Anya was having her pussy licked by her sister. It took all of my self control not to just spurt there. 

Anya screamed her orgasm and Jenny lapped up her juices like some melting ice cream. During Anya's after glow Jenny slid up Anya's body and quietly sucked on Anya's nipples. When Anya came back to reality; she flipped, and pinned Jenny to the bed, and forced her tongue in to Jenny's mouth. The sight of Anya kissing Jenny with so much passion was wonderful. So this was why the girls were smirking at each other during dinner; they knew they were gonna be sharing a bed; and fucking each other. After a while of kissing, Anya kissed her way down to Jenny's boobs. As Anya was kissing and liking between Jenny's breasts, she turned her head and locked her eyes with me. Damn I thought; this was it. Anya was gonna kill me, and then dump me. But instead she flashed me a mischievous smile, and carried on her journey to her sister's pussy. 

Anya made quite a show of fingering, and licking her sister's pussy. But what really stroke me odd was when Anya lowered her head to Jenny's ass, and stuck her tongue right up there. I needed so badly to come. But I swore that by the end of tonight Anya's belly would be full of my come. Anya continued to lick Jenny's ass hole until it was nice and lubed. Anya stuck three fingers straight in to her sisters ass hole. Jenny came instantly. I could not believe it. Two sisters who were both turned on by anal sex. It was a shame that Jenny was a lesbian. After Jenny had came, Anya again, kissed her sister. Whilst Anya had her tongue inside Jenny's mouth, and they were sharing each others come; she locked eyes with me and grinned. 

Anya then turned on her side; with her face away from me, and Jenny snuggled in to her boobs. After a while Jenny's breathing slowed and I knew she was asleep. I slowly pushed the door completely open, and crept up to the bed. Anya turned to face me and smiled. 

"Have a good show did we?" Anya whispered quietly

"How... When..." I asked stupidly. I had so many questions to ask her.

"I'll explain tomorrow, right now I think we have bigger problems,"

Anya reached inside the dressing gown I was wearing, and started to stroke me up and down. I groaned maybe a little too loudly because Jenny shuffled around. It was unnerving to have Jenny facing me, whilst her sister jerked me off. Unnerving, but very erotic. When she had shuffled Jenny had pulled the duvet down quite a way, so her boobs were exposed to my eyes. I smiled, but got a very sharp pull on my cock; Anya obviously didn't like me staring at Jenny's boobs. 

"How can you be jealous when you yourself have just sucked another woman's pussy? And anyway you let me watch you sucking on her boobs before; and if I'm not mistaken you got off putting on that little show." 

For my solid argument, I was rewarded with Anya's mouth sucking me in. God I could not believe that this mouth had just been sucking on Jenny's pussy. I grabbed Anya's hair, and pulled her half out of the cover of the duvet. She giggled softly, and continued to suck on me. With one of her hands she started to stroke my balls. 

"Jesus you're really full in there," Anya whispered

I simply groaned a reply, and started to fuck her face with my cock. Anya relaxed her throat; allowing me to fuck her throat, and allowing her to lick the top of my balls with her tongue. I felt the come building in my balls, and obviously Anya felt my cock expanding with the come travelling up my length; she quickly pulled my head back in to her mouth and awaited her prize. I shot my first few blasts in to her mouth, filling her mouth completely; come started to drip from her mouth, and I was still coming. She was forced to swallow. I looked over to Jenny; and was surprised to see she was watching our show quite intently. We locked eyes, and this made me start shooting off again. Anya's mouth quickly got refilled with come; she was swirling it around in her mouth, tasting it fully before she swallowed it. 

"How long have you been watching?" I asked reproachfully 

Anya quickly looked round to see her sister staring at my now limp cock covered with my come Anya had not yet cleaned off. I think Anya's eyes must have been filled with fear for Jenny quickly said: 

"Don't worry! I'm not offended; I've actually gotten quite hot." With this she flung back the covers and showed us her delicious body, complete with a sopping pussy. 

"God yes..." I whispered, I felt myself getting hard again.

"Anya honey; can you just open your mouth for me?" Jenny asked

Anya obeyed without question. Jenny sniffed her mouth, and then cautiously licked her sister's lips. 

"It's a lot nicer then I thought!" 

Oh god! Two sexy sisters who both like the taste of my come. Jenny smiled up at me, and slowly licked the entire length of my cock. 

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Anya Ch. 07



I flicked back through the preceding pages in Anya's diary, looking over what she'd written about Teresa. "You are going to need to tell me more about Teresa, my dear."

"Yes, Sir."

"But... not right now. Right now, we need to decide on some humiliation for Anya. Something degrading, and electrifyingly exciting. Something unforgettable."

"Yes, Sir." She beamed at me as she spoke.

I paused. I knew what I had in mind. But I was going to make Anya wait. I wasn't going to tell her... not yet. Not until I needed to. I smiled back at her—a knowing smile. "Put on some clothes. A pair of jeans and a nice tight T-shirt. Oh—and those sandals that you were wearing yesterday."

"Yes, Sir."

"You won't need anything else."

I put my clothes on too, and we left her room—she handed me the key as we left. Though it was a Sunday morning, we were lucky enough to catch a bus into town without waiting too long. We went upstairs and sat at the front of the bus. The bus driver gave Anya a bit of a funny look—probably because of the collar, though perhaps also because of the way her nipples pushed against the fabric of her T-shirt. Anya sat next to the window, and I sat next to her. I immediately put my hand on her thigh and slowly stroked her leg through her jeans. She gave a little moan of contentment as she felt my hand. My hand slid further up her thigh and in between her legs—soon I was running her pussy and feeling its heat right through her jeans.

When we got to the park, we got off the bus and took a stroll. There are large rhododendron bushes in the park just a few feet from the paths. There are many secluded spots in the park as the paths wend their ways between the big rhododendrons. Perhaps because it was a Sunday morning, there weren't all that many people in the park; Anya and I spent most of our time without seeing anyone else. We found a bench next to the path and I sat down on it. "Kneel down next to me, my dear." I said. Anya knelt down without hesitation. If anyone walked past right now, Anya's pose would be unmistakably subservient. Anya looked up at me and smiled. "How do you feel?" I asked.

"Excited, Sir."

"I thought you might," I replied.

A middle-aged woman came into view, walking her dog (a dachshund); she frowned when she saw us, and went immediately to Anya.

"Are you all right, young lady?" 

Anya looked to me and saw my almost imperceptible nod, before turning to the woman, "Yes, thank you—I am fine."

"Have you lost something?"

"No, not at all."

"Then why are you kneeling?

"Because I am doing as I was told."

At this, her eyes widened and she looked to me. I held her stare and smiled. "She is very good at doing as she is told."

Now the woman's eyebrows were raised to. "Is that so?" She said.

"Certainly."

"No matter what she is told to do?"

I smiled, "As long as it is me doing the telling. Isn't that right Anya?"

"Yes," She paused a moment, "Sir."

I smiled at Anya and then at the woman. She was, I suppose, flabbergasted by what she was witnessing.

"So, if you told her to kiss your feet, or... I don't know. Take off her clothes, she'd do it?"

"Yes, she would. And yes, she has."

"And what's in it for her?"

"Well... Imagine the excitement of not knowing. Not knowing what you might be asked to do, and what the consequences might be. If she knows that I command her in ways that will be scary, yet... stimulating, and she trusts me, then giving up power can be a very... exciting thing to do."

The woman turned to Anya, "Is that right?"

"Yes Miss, absolutely right." Anya smiled a broad smile at the woman.

"Would you like me to demonstrate?" I asked.

The woman started to look flushed, but I was sure she was feeling an inner conflict between arousal and amazement-almost as if she was worried for Anya, yet excited for herself. She seemed a little dazed and didn't answer my question.

"Well? Would you?"

"Pardon?"

"Would you like me to demonstrate how obedient Anya is to me?"

"Ummmmm. I think so."

"You think so?"

"No... I mean. Oh God, yes!"

I smiled and turned to Anya. "Anya, what are you?"

"I, Sir, am a slut Sir."

"Whose slut?"

"Your slut, Sir. Your obedient slut."

I smiled and turned to the woman. While looking at the woman, I said to Anya, "Take off your T-shirt and give it to me."

The woman gasped, but watched as Anya started to lift her T-shirt up over her head.

"Stop," she said, but Anya continued slowly pulling her T-shirt up.

"Stop, Anya. It seems your demonstration is making our friend here uncomfortable."

"Yes Sir."

"We're in the middle of a park, in broad daylight, and—unless I am much mistaken, you have nothing on under that T-shirt—but you take it off when he tells you to."

"Yes, Miss." Anya's smile was broad.

"And you are excited?"

"Yes, Miss."

"I can imagine you are. Just watching you here is getting me worked up."

Anya and I both smiled at our new friend.

"Now... are you sure you want her to stop?"

"Not really, she replied. But I think I'd be a little more comfortable if we were somewhere less public."

"Ah," I replied. "I see."

The woman looked away for a moment then turned back to me, as if she had come to a decision.

"Will you come back to my house? It is not far from here..."

I smiled. This was so different from the direction that I had expected our park trip to take, but that was fine. Here was this woman who was clearly thrilled by watching Anya and me—excited enough that she wanted to take us home. I started wondering whether she herself was sub or Domme. I had my suspicions, but decided I'd just have to wait and see.

"All right," I said. "Let's do that."

So, I followed the woman back across the park and Anya followed me—without saying a word. The woman was wearing a tight fitting black woollen dress, with a low cut neck which showed off her cleavage. Her legs were shapely; she was wearing stockings or tights—also black—and black high heels as well. It turned out she lived in a first floor flat that looked on to the park. I suspect that she could have seen where Anya was kneeling in front of me before she even left her living room. She put the dog into the kitchen and showed us into that living room and offered me a seat—I sat down in a large leather armchair. I gestured to Anya who came and knelt next to me, facing into the room—where she could see our hostess sitting on the sofa opposite us. 

The woman on the sofa was transfixed. "I think this is sufficiently private," I said. "Don't you?"

The woman seemed to gulp before nodding.

I turned to Anya, "Then take off your T-shirt."

"Yes, Sir," She replied as she pulled her T-shirt up over her head.

I turned to our hostess, who was sitting there open mouthed. "Can you imagine the thrill?" 

She slowly shook her head, "I don't know if I can." She replied.

"Anya," I said. "Stand up and take off the rest of your clothes. Show our hostess the rest of your beautiful body."

"Yes, Sir." She replied. She stood up, and undid the button on her jeans. She slowly pulled the down and kicked off her sandals too. In less than a minute she was utterly naked. The woman was open mouthed once more—she could hardly take her eyes off Anya's smooth, hairless pussy.

I turned to her and said, "I think you should tell us your name."

"Rachel." She replied.

"Rachel," I repeated. "Nice to meet you, Rachel. And what do you think of Anya's body?"

"Perfect," Replied Rachel. "Absolutely perfect."

Anya smiled, "Thank you, Miss."

"You are fascinated by this, aren't you Rachel?"

"Yes," She replied. "Transfixed."

"There's a part of you that wants to know how Anya is feeling right now. Wants to know the excitement of subordination."

Almost unconsciously, Rachel started nodding her head.

"Well, you can find out, if you want to. It is totally up to you."

She looked back at me—tearing her eyes away from Anya. I could see her gulping, and guessed her mouth was dry. 

"Stand up, Rachel. Stand up and walk over to Anya. Then reach out and touch her breast."

Rachel stood, as if in a daze and walked slowly over to Anya. She lifted up her hand and gently cupped Anya's breast.

"Hold her nipple between finger and thumb." Rachel did as she was told. "Now pinch her nipple."

Rachel pinched at Anya's nipple, and held it there as Anya gasped. "Stop!" I ordered. "Put your hands by your sides." Rachel did as she was told. "Now. Anya, kneel down and remove Rachel's shoes." Anya knelt and obeyed, and Rachel didn't resist as Anya slowly and gently removed Rachel's heels. I looked to Rachel, "Tell me," I said, "Stockings, or tights?" 

"Stockings." She replied.



Anya Ch. 08



I tried not to laugh at Anya’s shocked face as she was watching her apparently lesbian little sister lick the length of my cock. Jenny was surprisingly good at this; although she hadn’t yet taken my head in to her mouth yet. As she was lowering her tongue to my balls, I put a hand on her head, and stroked her hair. Jenny just kept licking my balls and cock, until Anya snapped out of her shock. 

“I think you better put it in your mouth now love, he’s been teased enough,” She instructed, although there was still some shock in her voice. 

Jenny did as she was instructed, but only put my head in her mouth. She used her tongue to pull back my foreskin, and tickle the underside of my head. I groaned, but resisted the urge to force her head on my cock. For the first time Jenny raised her hand, and started to play with my balls, she gripped one, and then gripped the other; squeezing my juice out of them. I could fell precome rising to the top of my cock. Jenny pulled her head away, and stared at the pool forming on the tip of my member. I looked over to Anya, and she just smiled back at me. I grinned at her and let Jenny take her time to slowly lick it off. 

After Jenny had licked my juices off, Anya quickly intervened and grabbed hold of my cock. I quickly grabbed her head, and shoved it down her throat. But Anya had other ideas; she scrapped her finger nails along my thigh, and I let out a scream. Anya took this opportunity to pull her head away from me. 

“This is her first time... I think,” Anya said; but looked round for conformation. Jenny nodded, “I think you should leave the rougher stuff till later!”

I groaned my agreement. So Anya again put my head in her mouth, and started to jerk me off with her hand. She pulled off, and gave my cock to Jenny. Who put it in her mouth, and did the same as Anya. I had been standing up, with the girls lying on the bed until Anya told me to lie down in the middle of them. Whilst Jenny was giving me rather amateur blow job, Anya was driving me wild by tonguing my balls and nibbling at my ball sack. I could feel that I was about to come, because Jenny had spent so much time licking my length, I really needed to come. I groaned, and Anya told Jenny to keep her lips tight around my cock. 

I blasted come in to Jenny’s mouth, because I had already came in Anya’s mouth before; I didn’t have much juice left. So Jenny could easily contain my juices in her mouth. I finished coming, and with that Jenny pulled me out, and swallowed my come. Anya then pounced on my cock, licking off the remaining juices. 

After we had settled down; with the girls resting in each of my arms, I started off the questioning. 

“How long have you been… Bi?” I asked with caution,

“About 20 minutes. The show that you and Anya put on really turned me on, and then the smell and taste of your come was delicious. So I had to see if it was that nice… From the source.” Jenny replied with surprising coolness,

“And was it?” I smiled; but Jenny just smiled back. 

“Are you alright sis?” Jenny asked; Anya leaned up on her elbow, looked at her sister, and said;

“We need to practise your blow job technique a little,” Anya smiled, and then dropped back down and closed her eyes.

Jenny and I laughed at this and followed suit. I was a bit disappointed that both girls had come-breath and so I didn’t really want to kiss any of them. Anya turned so her back was facing me, and Jenny did the same. I thought that I may as well test the new fruit out, so I turned to Jenny and put my arms round her stomach. By her breathing she was asleep already, and so I reached up to her breast and cupped it. She wasn’t as big as Anya but they were certainly as firm. I sucked, and kissed her neck. I’m not sure when I drifted off to sleep, but I knew what had awoken me; I had a very hard cock resting in between Jenny’s ass cheeks. 

I grabbed hold of her leg, and raised it so I my cock had access to her pussy. I teased her pussy lips, with my cock; rubbing them up and down. I reached up to her boobs and tweaked her nipples. She giggled and I knew she was awake. She wasn’t giving any objections to my cock sliding up and down her pussy; so I started to apply a little pressure. I slowly entered her steamy love pot. I had put about half of my length in when Jenny let out a gasp. I held my cock in her; but Jenny told me to keep going. Jenny was moaning now as I reached the hilt. I slowly pulled out, and rested my head inside my girl friends sister. I again pushed back in; but obviously Jenny didn’t like this speed. She started to push her pussy in and out of me with much more speed. I matched her thrusts with my own; and we were soon having a hard and fast fuck. Her ass cheeks were slapping against me, as I moved on top of her. Opening her legs, I started to fuck her missionary. I lowered my head to Jenny’s boobs and started to suck, and nibble at her nipples. Every now and again I would completely pull out of her pussy and dive back in again pushing her further up the bed with my force. Jenny started to come, so I lowered my mouth to hers and kissed her, whilst keeping my cock buried in her pussy. Her mouth was surprisingly void of any come-breath; in fact it was minty. Jenny must have eaten a mint whilst I was fucking her on her side so she could kiss me now. It just occurred to me that my cock probably didn’t just happen to slip in between her ass cheeks. Jenny’s orgasm was subsiding, and my balls were thoroughly drenched in her pussy juice. 

I started to fuck her pussy again, but this time Jenny lifted her legs so they were on my shoulders. At this angle I must have been hitting her g-spot or something because her moans had turned in to grunts mixed with screams. After four more strokes we both erupted in orgasm. I plunged my cock fully in her pussy, and came with enormous pressure. I kissed her once again, as she lowered her legs and wrapped them around my ass; pulling me in further. I shot my last rope of come, and lay down next to her lost in our kiss. 

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Anya Ch. 08



I had no idea how Rachel might react from now on. She was in a totally new place, and so was I. But, I was also intensely turned on, and I had the feeling that Anya was too. "Anya, help Rachel take off her dress."

Anya took the hem of Rachel's dress in her hand and slowly started lifting it up. First revealing stocking tops, then black satin panties, then Rachel's slender stomach, then a black lace bra, until finally, Rachel's dress has been completely removed, and Anya draped it carefully over the back of the sofa. It was as if I had cast a spell over Rachel. I felt that if I asked her any questions, or spoke other than to give her a command, I might break the spell.

"Anya, kneel in front of Rachel, and bow your head." I said, almost whispering. "Bow your head." 

Anya bowed her head, and Rachel looked over at me, her eyes wide. Only a few minutes before, she had been walking her dog in the park; now she was standing semi-naked in front of two strangers, one of who was naked and kneeling in front of her. I looked directly at Rachel as I commanded Anya.

"Kiss her feet." Rachel's mouth fell open as I said the words. 

"Yes, Sir." Said Anya, and leaned forwards to kiss Rachel's stocking clad feet; kissing her feet over and over—an act of worship which left Rachel bewildered.

I pointed at the sofa where Rachel had been sitting, "Sit down," I said. Rachel moved without hesitation and sat on the sofa. Anya crawled over to where Rachel was sitting and continued her kissing. "Anya, help Rachel remove her stockings."

"Yes, sir."

Anya gently reached up to Rachel's stocking tops and pulled them down over her legs, gently caressing her skin as she did so. Rachel's eyes closed as Anya undressed her, not helping at all, but allowing herself to be stripped. When both stockings were off I said, "There now, Anya. Now you can kiss her again. And this time nothing will get in your way." Anya set to work kissing and caressing Rachel's feet. After kissing the tip of each toe, she slowly took Rachel's big toe into her mouth and sucked it. Rachel started groaning, her eyes closed and head thrown back.

"Oh God. Oh God, oh YES. I've never been touched by another woman like this. It feels so good." She gasped as Anya's mouth enveloped her other big toe. She was biting her lip and moaning as Anya continued, relentlessly. Persistent, yet gentle doing as I had ordered. Rachel started shaking her head backwards and forwards; her moaning and groaning louder and more insistent and less and less coherent.

"Move up," I told Anya, who moaned in reply. She kissed the bridge of Rachel's foot, then her ankles, shins and calves; sometimes kissing, sometimes licking but always gentle and attentive; continuing to drive Rachel wild. When Anya reached Rachel's knees, she felt Rachel's hands in her hair—sometimes stroking, sometimes pulling as she gasped with the pleasure of Anya's attentions.

"No further just yet, my dear."

Rachel groaned, this time with disappointment. "Please, please—don't stop her. I want her, I need her. This is just as I have always imagined; this is what I have always dreamed of."

"You have dreamed of making love with another woman?"

"Oh God yes."

I smiled. "And you'd like that dream to come true?"

"Oh... Yes. Yes, please. Please God don't make her stop." Her eyes opened and she looked at me imploringly. "Please."

"But then," I replied, slowly, thoughtfully. "Then you must do something for me."

"Oh yes, anything. Just don't make her stop. Please don't make her stop."

"Alright then. Anya, you can continue. Give her what she wants. And don't stop before she's ready. Don't stop until she tells you to stop."

"Yes, Sir." And Anya carried on. Her hair falling down onto Rachel's legs as she kissed and kicked up above Rachel's knees. Rachel opened her legs and felt Anya's tongue tip tracing swirling patterns on her smooth, soft skin. Up and down, round and around, driving Rachel to distraction. Rachel's hands went to her own breasts, which she caressed through her bra, before she reached behind herself and unclipped her bra—giving herself free reign. Anya's nose started nuzzling the crotch of Rachel's panties, which made Rachel gasp and arch her back—her own fingernails digging into her breasts. 

"Oh, FUCK." She squealed. "Oh fuck, Fuck, FUCK."

Suddenly, with all haste she tugged at her panties and started pulling them down her legs revealing a beautiful dark bush. Anya helped her pull of the panties before returning to her kissing. Rachel grabbed two handfuls of Anya's hair and pulled her between her legs—jamming Anya's face against her pussy. I could see Anya nuzzling Rachel, and hear the delicious sounds her tongue made against Rachel's lips; kissing, licking, sucking while Rachel groaned and moaned—pulling Anya ever closer ever deeper into her.

It didn't take long before Rachel's head was shaking back and forth, her hair flying everywhere and her hands ramming Anya's mouth against her pussy. She squealed and screamed with delight as Anya made her cum. Rachel's body went utterly rigid, her back arched up off the sofa as she came, before she moaned and relaxed totally, feeling completely spent.

"Oh Jesus." She said. "Oh Jesus Christ."

"You can stop now Anya." I said, as she knew not to stop until I had told her to.



Anya Ch. 09



I woke up to an empty and cold bed. Jenny must have slipped out of my arms early this morning. And Anya… Anya may have been a little jealous that Jenny had been in her usual place; in my arms. I got up and went to the bathroom. I had a very quick shower; I wanted to know where the girls were. Perhaps they were already down stairs? But I couldn’t hear any moaning. I smiled. Last night was great. 

I got out of the shower and went downstairs with just a towel around my waist. Thinking about the two sisters in a heated 69 made my cock strain against my towel. I needed release. I went in to the lounge but found that there wasn’t anyone there. I was about to ring Anya’s mobile when I saw Jenny sitting on a kitchen stool finishing her breakfast. She was completely naked; apart from a black garter belt and fishnets adorned her beautiful legs. I sauntered up behind her and wrapped my arms around her and groped her boobs. She dropped back in to my chest, and I could feel her nipples start to harden against my palms. I kissed her neck, and made my way up to her mouth. She pushed her cereal bowl away as I sat on the stool next to her. Whilst we had our lips locked in passion, I reached behind Jenny and grabbed her ass. Mean while she untied the knot of my towel. Jenny stroked my cock up with her open palm. 

“Jesus! You’re already hard!” She gasped.

I moaned at her touch and picked her up by her ass and placed her in my laps. I dropped her down a little short; her pussy was just rubbing the underside of my cock. But damn she was wet. I left her rubbing her nub on my cock; as I enjoyed her boobs with my tongue. After a while I could feel drops of her juice congregating on my balls. Jenny had obviously had enough; she sat up and skewered herself on my rod. Her pussy felt great around my cock; I slid in with no resistance at all. I tried to lean back but was met with realisation that I was sitting on a stool. I rose up with Jenny still impaled on my cock, and walked across to the couch in the lounge. It was amazing how much shorter Jenny was compared to Anya; when I walked around with Anya impaled on my cock she came up to my nose at least. But Jenny only came up to my neck. 

I slumped back and thrust my hips to meet Jenny’s pounding. I slowed the pace down so I could prolong the fuck, and suck Jenny’s tongue in to my mouth. After about 10 minutes of kissing, and slow rocking Jenny surprised me by jumping off my cock with a pop. 

Jenny went down to her knees and started to roughly jerk me off with both her petite hands. She lowered her mouth to my head and licked around the tip. She then surprised me again by putting both her hands on my legs and deep throating me in one push. I looked at the in amazement and she giggled; the vibrations causing me to moan out loud. 

Jenny pulled off me again; once more with a pop. She then got on all fours and spread her ass cheeks wide. I smiled. 

“It’s not what you’re thinking! Remember I was a lesbian yesterday morning!” She laughed. 

I rubbed my head on her pussy lips wetting myself, and plunged once more in to the deep. I started off slow, but when Jenny started to push back at my thrusts I switched to a rougher speed. I replaced Jenny’s hands on her ass; she laid her head on her hands and closed her eyes. Jenny started to grunt and I knew her mind must be lost in our fuck. I moved my hands to her hips so I could fuck her with more force. 

Jenny started to scream; her pussy lips clamped down around my cock, and pussy juice started to gush out of her sopping cunt. Even though her pussy had tightened around my cock, the increase of juice allowed me to speed up my pounding. Jenny’s screams were becoming deafening, but her orgasm subsided; and she came back to earth. I relentlessly slammed in to her. We fucked for a further 5 minutes; I was so close to coming. The phone rang. Jenny scrambled up and I was taken out of her hot love pot. I groaned; I had still not came. 

Jenny stood there looking deliciously sexy talking to someone. I didn’t know who it was, and I didn’t care. I got back up and walked behind Jenny. I opened her ass cheeks once again and plunged myself in to her pussy. 

“Oh fuck!” Jenny moaned in to the phone. 

Jenny moved around to the couch, got on to it, and laid over the edge whilst still talking on the phone. I screwed her hard and fast, occasionally having to pull her back on to the couch after pushing her off with my hard thrusts. I spread her ass cheeks again, and stared at her ass. I silently resolved to teach her not to pull me out when I was so close to coming. I pulled out of her pussy, and Jenny grunted softly. I lined myself up with her rear hole, and added some pressure to it. To punish the little minx for leaving me in my current state; I drove my cock all the way up her ass. Neither of us was ready for the feeling. Jenny screamed about as loud as when she orgasmed; but she wasn’t orgasming. And I let out a roar; her ass was possibly the tightest thing that had ever been around my cock. I let her ass relax, and stretch fully to encompass my cock. After what felt like an eternity I felt that I could probably thrust in and out without causing too much pain. The first time I pulled out to my head Jenny screamed loudly. The second time she just grunted; and kept grunting until I lost count of how many thrusts I had done. Jenny started to moan. 

I remembered that by now her pussy had probably leaked so much juice that her chin was probably wet. I stuck two fingers up her pussy and she moaned louder; I was correct I had left her pussy empty for so long that it was flowing past her boobs. I took my cock out of Jenny’s ass, and slammed back in to her pussy. I fucked her pussy good and hard for about ten more strokes until Jenny screamed. Her pussy muscles clamped down on my cock, and I came. Her steamy pussy felt great around my cock as I shot my hot come in to her. Jenny’s pussy muscles had clamped me so tight, that none of my come leaked out. It was a hard job turning Jenny’s still clenched pussy around my cock so I could kiss her. I groaned in to her mouth, and pinched her nipples tightly. 

My orgasm settled down, but I could still feel come slithering up my cock and leaking in to Jenny’s pussy. I started to finger her ass. Jenny put her arms around me and kissed me. We stayed like that until Anya came home. I still had my finger up her little sister’s ass, as I was slowly pumped Jenny’s pussy with my cock. 

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Anya Ch. 09



Rachel lay back naked on the sofa, her legs still spread. Anya knelt before her and I still sat on the armchair. I let Rachel take her time to recover before I said anything else. She was in my power now. Anya and I had introduced her to world-changing pleasure, and there was no turning back.

I picked up Rachel's discarded stockings from the floor. "Rachel," I said. "It is your turn to kneel now. Kneel down in front of me." Rachel opened her eyes as if she was waking up. She looked over at me. I think she could tell from the tone of my voice that I meant it—she needed to kneel at my feet. 

I passed a stocking to Anya, "Tie her hands behind her back." Rachel looked up at me, a combination of fear and excitement in her eyes. I smiled. "Anything."

"Pardon?"

"Anything. That's what you offered to do for me if I let Anya continue. And I did—didn't I?"

"Yes."

"Mmmmmm?"

"Yes.... Sir."

Anya had tied Rachel's hands by this time and she knelt in front of me. "Tell me." I said. "Tell me—you have never been with a woman before?"

"No, Sir. Never."

"Never tasted pussy?"

"N... n... n... no sir."

"In fact before today, I don't think a woman has ever tasted your pussy. Is that right?"

"Yes Sir."

Rachel seemed to be blushing. "I think you have lead quite a sheltered life, haven't you?"

"Yes, Sir."

"But you have just had a taste of something else... something more."

"Yes, Sir."

I turned to Anya. "You have done very well, my dear. And now you should have your reward. Sit back on the sofa and let Rachel pleasure you."

Anya smiled broadly, "Yes, Sir."

Rachel gulped, still wide eyed as she realized what I expected of her. She knelt in front of Anya's open legs and started to kiss and lick them; starting at her knees and working slowly up—her hands still tied firmly behind her back. Hesitant at first, but becoming bolder; losing herself in the moment.

Anya softly cooed as Rachel licked up along her thighs her cunt was already wet and glistening as Rachel's tongue caressed her soft skin. "That's it. Lick her, taste her. Taste the sweetness of her pussy. Don't hold back—push your tongue between her sweet lips and taste her." Rachel whimpered and groaned, but she did as she was told. "How does she taste?" I asked.

"Mmmmmm. Divine. Sweet. Perfect."

"Good. Now," I said, "Make her cum. Kiss and suck and lick her pussy until she squeals with pleasure." Rachel took my command to heart; she devoured Anya's sweet pussy kissing licking, thrusting her tongue deep inside her over and over again. Anya started moaning and biting her lip—then she wrapped her legs around Rachel's neck, urging her on—hungry for more. It wasn't long before Anya's breathing deepened, and the muscles in her body started to tense. Anya grabbed onto the sofa with both hands, holding on tight as if she might fall off if she didn't. I could see Rachel's nose rubbing Anya's clit and her tongue licking the length of Anya's pussy and finally, when she could stand it no longer, Anya, writhing on the sofa, came hard—screaming her ecstasy as she shuddered in climax.

Rachel knelt back, her hands still tied; still naked. Anya cooed softly to herself as she came down. 

I turned to Rachel, "Show me the bedroom." She stood up—wobbling a little as she tried to balance with her hands behind her. She showed me to the bedroom, which had a large double bed in it, with a cast iron bedstead. "So. You live alone?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Have you always lived alone?"

"No Sir. My husband died two years ago."

"I see—I'm sorry to hear that. And you have been alone ever since?"

"Yes Sir."

"Is this the first time you have had sex since your husband died?"

"Yes Sir."

"Mmmm. That's a long time. A very long time."

I opened a drawer and found stockings and lingerie. I tossed an ivory corset and matching panties onto the bed, and undid Rachel's hands. "Put them on." I threw over some matching silk stockings and Rachel put on the ensemble. She was very well preserved—if she was fifty she looked more like forty. "Lie down on the bed."

Rachel lay down. I took some more stockings from the drawer and tied her, spread-eagled to the bedstead. Her shoulder length auburn hair fell across the pillows.

"So, Rachel. Are you saying that you have had no sexual satisfaction for two years?"

"N... n... no Sir."

"That's not what you're saying."

"I... I... I... haven't had sex with anyone else for two years, Sir."

"Aha. But you have found satisfaction in other ways?"

"Yes Sir."

The door opened behind me and Anya walked in, a smile of contentment still playing across her face. I pointed at the floor and she immediately knelt at my side.

"Like...?" I prompted Rachel, and she started to blush in response. Her eyes flitted to the drawer from which I had taken her lingerie.

I went to the drawer and looked through it more carefully. I found a long, fluorescent pink dildo and held it up. "What's this?" Rachel blushed very red, and Anya stifled a giggle.

"What's this?" I repeated.

Still, my question was met with silence. I held it up to her face and said, "No one else has ever seen this, have they?" She shook her head. "You have never needed to say the word out loud, have you?" She shook her head again, biting her lower lip. "Well, you can tell me now, can't you?"

I waited. "It's your..."

She seemed to gulp, then said, "It's my... my dildo."

I smiled broadly. "Yes, it is." I held it up to her—the tip just inches from her lips. "Give it a kiss."

She hesitated a second or two before I wiggled it, then she reached up and planted a kiss on the tip of the dildo.

"Good girl.... Now, do it again." She kissed the tip again, and I pushed the dildo forward, so she had to open her mouth and accept the head between her lips. "Now show me how you can suck it." She started slowly, but took more and more of the dildo into her mouth, her eyes locked with mine as her lips went up and down the bright pink shaft.

"That's it. That's the way. Show me what a good cock sucker you are." I smiled down at her. "Did your husband like it when you sucked his cock?"

Rachel tried to shake her head. I pulled the dildo form her mouth so she could speak.

"I never did this for him."

"Really?"

She nodded in reply.

"Well, you're a natural." I paused. "Wait a minute. Are you saying you have never sucked cock?"

"Yes Sir. That's right Sir."

"Well, you show me how good you are and maybe that will change." 

"Yes, Sir." Rachel reached up as far as she could, mouth wide, tongue extended, wanting me to put the dildo back within her reach. I lowered it slowly until she could kiss and lick and suck at it once more. She wanted to show me what she could do. I imagined my own cock taking the place of that bright pink plastic one—feeding her my member, and knowing that mine was the first cock she'd ever sucked.

"Do you want to suck my cock?"

"Oh yes, Sir."

"Then tell me." "Please sir..." She hesitated, as if plucking up the courage, "Please sir, may I suck your cock for you?"

"That would be quite a treat for a little slut like you, wouldn't it?"

"Y... y... yes, Sir."

"Do you deserve a treat like that?"

"Y... y... yes, Sir."

"What will you do for me if I let you suck my cock?"

"Anything Sir, anything."

"Are you sure?"

She hesitated—this time as if willing herself to reply.

"Yes, Sir." She said it with conviction this time. She really meant it.



Anya Ch. 10



Anya looked down at me and her little sister. Jenny was still impaled on my cock, whilst kissing my chest. It was obvious that Anya had just done some major shopping. She threw the load of bags on the couch and got on to her knees. Anya lightly kissed Jenny's back, who smiled and moaned. 

"Should I leave you two alone?" Anya asked politely. 

I knew from her face, and tone that she had no intention of leaving us alone. In fact it was probably safe to say that she was quite jealous. 

"I have been fucking your little sister all morning, and it's been about an hour of slow fucking since I last came. So yes. I do want you to leave!" I laughed. 

"Just suck his balls sis will you?" Jenny added cheekily. 

"I've got a better idea." Anya whispered mischievously. 

Anya pulled Jenny on her back, my cock just nearly pulled out but I was still deeply inside Anya's little sister. In the present position me and Jenny were in the missionary position, but that changed when I lifted Jenny's legs over my shoulders. I started to ram her hard, and she slammed right back on my thrusts. Anya in the mean while had stripped, and was positioning her pussy over Jenny's face. 

With one of my hands I reached up and started to grope Anya's tit; I rubbed my way up to her nipple and started to rub it with my thumb until it grew rock solid. I leaned over and took her nipple in my mouth and sucked, and nibbled on it. Anya started to squeal with this, and I knew in a few moments she would erupt on Jenny's pretty little face. 

I started to slow down my pumping on Jenny, and just savoured the feeling of being in her tight pussy. I was delighted when Anya lowered her head down to lick at Jenny's clit. I pulled my cock out and stuck it in Anya's mouth; she was surprised but recovered well. Anya sucked my cock head hard, and tickled the underside with her tongue. 

I repeatedly swapped my position from Anya's mouth, to Jenny's cunt. Anya continued to lick all of her sister's juices off me, just as I dived back in to Jenny to retrieve some more of the juice that Anya liked so much. 

I reached under Anya and pinched her nipples hard making her have an enormous orgasm, and consequently creaming all over Jenny's face. Anya moved her pussy from her sister's mouth, and turned around to lick her juices from Jenny's face. 

As she did this I withdrew my rock hard cock from Jenny's steamy pussy, and shoved it up her waiting ass. I started to slam her as hard and fast, much like I fucked her pussy just minutes before. Anya swung her leg over, and whilst she was now kissing her little sister, her pussy was rubbing down hard on Jenny's cunt. 

The sight of Jenny's ass impaled on my cock, with three other holes above it that were all mine was just heaven. I very nearly came right there. I had to stop thrusting in to Jenny's tight little ass to stop myself erupting too soon. This load was meant for the sisters to share. I wasn't aware that whilst I was resting my cock all the way up Jenny's ass; I wasn't coming, but Jenny sure was. I could feel her boiling juices squirt over my pubes, and trickle down to my cock. 

I pulled out of Jenny's ass, and dragged my cock over all four holes on offer to me. I spread the never ending supply of pussy juice over the sister's tight little butt holes. I slammed my cock in to Anya's pussy, and pulled my girl friend up. I sat her on my cock; with me on the couch. Her boobs were just the right height for my mouth. I rubbed Anya's smooth, long legs that were on either side of me. Damn she was beautiful. Anya bent down to kiss me; as she lifted her pussy a little, and then slowly skewered herself once again on to my cock. 

"Oh yeah baby. That's it, fuck me like that," I moaned

We continued this love fuck for quite some time. I could feel my balls being saturated by her pussy juice, which was flowing freely over my testicles. Anya changed her movements so she was gyrating her hips in circles whilst she was still stuffed full of cock.

"Oh fuck Anya you are a fuck goddess!" I shouted "Jenny! Lick my balls! What are you doing?!?" I demanded. 

I looked round Anya, to see Jenny on the opposite sofa fingering herself with desperation. At my order she quickly scrambled on to her knees, and crawled between Anya, and me. I soon felt my balls get engulfed by Jenny's hot, wet mouth. Anya started to rock, which felt great on my cock. She wrapped her arms around my head, and offered her boobs to my mouth. 

"Oh yeah, rock on my cock," I knew I was about to come. 

With the feeling of Jenny sucking my balls, and Anya's hot, tight honey pot wrapped around my cock; it wouldn't by too long until I was blowing my load. I picked Anya of my cock, and placed her next to Jenny. Anya got the message and started to deepthroat me. Jenny continued to suck on my balls. I could feel my come rising to my cock. I let out a moan, and let rip my orgasm. I pulled out of Anya's throat, and shot my load all over her face. 

My first blast covered her nose, and was followed by a shot that I aimed at her cheek. I continued to come on Anya until she was covered. I then aimed my cock at Jenny's pretty face, and blasted her with my remaining load. 

The last thing I saw before I drifted off to sleep was Jenny and Anya in a passionate kiss sharing my come between them. 

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Anya Ch. 11



I awoke on the couch; still naked. Anya and her sister; Jenny had gone. I looked around the house, but they were nowhere to be found. I finally went to the fridge to get some food, when I saw the note: 

“Gone shopping with Jenny. Jenny back at 15:00, I’m back at 18:00. Help her pack – She’s leaving tomorrow.”

Jenny is leaving tomorrow?!? Oh shit! I was getting used to fucking both the sisters. And after fucking a blonde so many times; having sex with her little brunette sister was great! I’m gonna fuck her silly when she comes back. I had three hours with just me and Jenny before Anya came back; not that I was complaining that Anya would come back! I love threesomes as much as the next guy. But I would like some one on one with the new ex-lesbian before she went away. 

It was nearing three o’clock, and I was getting restless. I got one of Anya’s pornos out (It was about a female prison that was run by a very horny male warden), and started to lightly stroke my crotch through my robe (I was naked underneath). I was really getting in to the porno when I heard Jenny’s voice. 

“I bought this for Anya. Its one of my favourites,” 

I looked round to see Jenny admiring not the video, but my stroking; still through my robe.

“And how long have you been bi exactly?” I asked with a grin.

“The lesbian scenes are pretty hot; but now I have more to look forward to,” She smiled back.

Jenny sat on the floor in front of me facing my crotch. 

“A lot more to look forward to,” She repeated. 

Jenny opened my robe to reveal my rigid cock in all its naked glory. Just the sight of my bare cock seemed to send a shiver down her spine; she closed her eyes and shivered. Jenny wrapped both her petite hands round my cock and softly stroked it. I let out moan. On the porno the prison warden was getting blown off by one of the prisoners under his desk, whilst spanking one who was draped over his desk. 

“I can see why it’s your ahhhhhh favourite,” I managed to say. Jenny was stroking my cock so softly, and lightly it was like torture. 

I started to buck my hips trying to make Jenny speed up her ministrations, but to no avail; she only slowed even more. 

“Ugnh! Please! I’ve been waiting for you all day!” I begged her.

“And we want it to last! But as you’ve asked so nicely…” 

Jenny lowered her mouth on to my cock, but instead of taking it in her mouth she only licked the head slightly; teasing me even more. With her spare hand Jenny started to unbutton her blouse revealing a saucy purple bra hat had clips at the front. I reached out and tried to unclip her bra; but at that precise moment she lowered her head and took me all the way in to her throat. I let out a mighty moan. And forgot completely about her bra; I instead used my hands to grab a hold of her head. In unison to her neck muscles; my arms guided her head all the way down; engulfing my cock in the inner regions of her throat. Jenny was on all fours on the moment; making her throat completely straight so my cock easily slid in to her oesophagus: needless to say her throat trying to swallow my member was a fantastic feeling. 

In her current position Jenny was on all fours; and her butt was high in the air. I let her head go, and reached down to grope her ass. The shorts that she was wearing slid down her ass with ease; I was glad to see she didn’t feel the need to wear panties anymore. I slid my hand down her pussy and wasn’t surprised to find her snatch dripping with juice; man did a hard cock turn these sisters on! I played with her clit, coaxing more juices out of her. I was met by one of Jenny’s hands gathering up her juices; she quickly used the hot lubricant to massage my balls with one of her hands. I slouched down on the couch and let Jenny do her stuff. But with my toe I was still teasing her pussy in a very disorderly manor. But Jenny seemed to like this disorder; and I soon felt my foot being covered in juices. As soon as Jenny had stopped coming she quickly withdrew me from her mouth, and started to lick my pussy juice covered foot. 

Jenny was now on all fours over my leg. Her wonderfully tight behind was invitingly pointing my way and my cock was still dripping with Jenny’s saliva. I quickly withdrew my partially pussy juice covered foot from Jenny’s mouth; and was rewarded with the cutest sight ever. Jenny’s eyebrows were frowning at me, and she looked very confused. I was again rewarded with the most erotic sight ever; just as Jenny turned back to me with her questioning expression; I plunged my cock deep in her ass hole. Her face changed from a questioning frown to a sight of pure pleasure; her eyes rolled back as she shut her eyes and her mouth was just hanging open. I slammed my cock with all my might in to her ass; causing her face to fall flat on the floor. We were lucky there had been a pillow there from when Jenny had been deep throating me. I continued to thrust deep in to her ass; spreading her ass cheeks with my hands so I could admire the view of Jenny’s tight hole being ripped apart by my cock. 

I had a sudden urge to spank her cute her little ass; and followed my urges. Jenny’s yelped first of all, but that was followed by giggling. I smiled, and spanked her again. A red hand print was left the second time. By the 14th I lost count. But I was very close to coming; so I put my arms in to slamming harder in to the nether regions of my girl friends little sister. I felt the come rising to my cock. I slammed all the way in to Jenny’s ass up to the hilt. Jenny started to scream, and moan at the same time when my come burst out of my cock in to her ass. I could feel my come start to seep back out of her ass, and down to her pussy. I kept pumping and coming, pumping and coming. I felt the last of my seed get pumped in to Jenny’s ass; I was done. For now.

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Anya Ch. 12



I had just spilt my last rope of come in to Jenny’s ass. I pulled out and admired the view. It was surprising how tight Jenny’s ass still was even though I had fucked in her ass so many times. These past few days must have been a wild time for the ex-lesbian; after realising her true heterosexuality she’s had my cock in all three of her tight little holes. Unfortunately she was leaving today… 

The porno I had put on whilst we were fucking had pretty much finished; one of the prisoners had just finished sucking the warden off, and was now on her way out of the prison (With the wardens help). Jenny put another one on whilst I lay on the three seater couch. As Jenny bent down to put the porno in to the DVD player she made no effort to hide her obvious wetness; I was gonna fuck her up her tight little cunt. Jenny lay down away from me; I had my arms around her waist. My cock was being hugged by her ass cheeks; as one of my hands sneaked down and played with her clit. 

The movie started and we were greeted by a very attractive blonde showing her white bikini clad body shamelessly. Jenny moaned her approval; I was reminded of her very pronounced bisexuality. Life was good. I moved my other hand to feel and grope Jenny’s boob. I pinched her nipple at the same time I shoved two of my fingers in to her little cunt. On screen the hot blonde was now fingering her pussy feverently; Jenny automatically made a move to align my cock with her pussy. I took her hand away from my cock; which slapped against her wet pussy. I moved her hand up to her clit; whilst I used both my hands to massage her tits. My cock meanwhile was rubbing against her pussy lips eliciting long and loud moans from Jenny’s mouth. 

The camera man in the porno had taken out his cock; and was having the blonde suck his balls. Jenny moved her head round and we met in a passionate kiss. I chose this moment to move my hips away from hers; and slowly plunge in to her sopping wet cunt with my entire length. I then continued to pump her slow; whilst all the time exploring her mouth with my tongue. 

I exited her mouth and started to kiss down her neck. Jenny moaned her appreciation and relaxed her neck; allowing me more access to her. My hands slithered down from her boobs to lie on her stomach; her skin was so soft, smooth and perfect. As I was slowly pumping in to her honey-pot I could feel her muscles begin to tighten around my cock; like the inevitability of the sea crashing against the rocks was the inevitability of her screaming orgasm. Her hot pussy juices flowed out of her pussy and trickled down to form a puddle around her leg. With one of my hands I reached down and dipped my two fingers in her juices; then brought it back up to Jenny’s waiting mouth. She violently sucked my fingers in to her mouth; the taste of her own juices only heightened her orgasm and lengthened it. 

Jenny’s orgasm subsided; and she was left glowing with my hard cock still fully inside her. I didn’t thrust; but just enjoyed the feeling of having her hot, tight pussy around my cock. I sucked Jenny’s neck; and started to once again grope her boobs. Jenny’s hard nipples felt great on the palm of my hands. I started to pinch her eraser like nipples; eliciting more moans from the younger sister of my girlfriend. 

Jenny’s moans were making me ever hornier. My cock seemed to have a mind of its own; I involuntarily started to pump Jenny’s cunt again. I could feel her juices starting to flow once more; making my pumping slicker by the second. Jenny was obviously getting in the mood a lot more; as she started to buck against cock; making circular motions with her hips. Because of these circular motions; every time my cock entered her tight cunt, I thrust at a different angle. The feeling for both of us was magnificent. Jenny’s moans were becoming screams; as we started to come together. I could feel my come finally travelling the length of my cock; and exiting with a mighty force. I kept pumping throughout our shared orgasm. 

Jenny’s pussy pumped the last drop of come out of my cock; but I was still hard. Jenny looked round at me and kissed me. The brief, but wonderful kiss was broken by Jenny; she had different plans. Jenny turned around so she was facing me; the cool air was a shock to my cock as I had been in Jenny’s pussy for so long. Jenny was also surprised when my cool cock slid back in to her pussy. 

“I thought I left that feeling behind with the non-heating vibrators!” Jenny laughed as she swung her leg over so I was lying in a combined puddle of sweat, and pussy juice. Sex on a leather couch was VERY wet. Jenny started to bounce on my cock; whilst trying in vain to sweep her long, silk-like, brown hair behind her. In this position her boobs poked out a little more; and were practically begging me to be groped. I started to grope her wonderful boobs whilst Jenny gave up on her hair; and just did a bun with it instead. Her hands came to rest on chest balancing her whilst she aggressively sprung on my cock. Jenny stopped bouncing on my cock and instead started to move back and forth on my cock. Her body was like a wave. As her pussy went back and forth; towards, and away from me. Because of this style of fucking my cock was being pumped, but then it was also changing angle very rapidly. The affect was that it felt great on the bass of my cock. I lowered my hands so they rested on her hips; and guided her motions. Jenny stopped moving, and lowered her head towards mine as we shared a kiss. Her mouth still held the taste of her pussy juice from when I stuck my pussy juice clad fingers in to Jenny’s mouth. 

I could feel my come once again rising to the tip of my cock; this was going to be the second blast of come that I would have shot in Jenny’s pussy. My hot come shot out of my cock, and mixed with Jenny’s juices for a second time that day. It felt great to have Jenny’s pussy muscles trying to pump all the come out of my cock whilst I took over the thrusting and help Jen-puss’s cause best I could. My orgasm died down, and Jenny lay on my chest. I was still hard! I guess my cock knew that this was the last day I was gonna be spending with this tight pussy. 

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Anya Ch. 13



I followed Jenny upstairs to find her feverently throwing things in to her suitcase. I had been so busy fucking the little minx that I had totally missed the fact she was stunning. Her pale skin contrasted so well with her dark hair. Her cute little butt was the perfect ending for her long, sleek legs. The curve of her breasts was exquisite. 

I walked up behind her and put my arms round her waist. I kissed my way up her neck her cheek. My very evident hard-on was nicely settled between her butt cheeks. 

“I do not have time,” Jenny said with an aura of authority. 

I smiled, but continued to kiss her. Jenny was very self controlled; she just kept packing her stuff. Jenny broke out of my hold, and went in to the bathroom. Just then I heard the front door slam; it was Anya. I put some clothes on (Jeans and a Led Zeppelin t-shirt); Anya would be very worried if she knew we had been fucking behind her back. I went downstairs, and held Anya in my arms whilst kissing her. 

“You taste of Jenny,” Anya said; she didn’t seem mad, although then she didn’t seem happy. 

“Errr…. Yeah.” I smoothly replied (!).

“You’re forgiven; she a great fuck,” Anya smiled, I laughed. 

Anya was wearing a pair of very thin, baggy trousers. I cupped her cute ass cheeks in my hands and found yet again she wasn’t wearing any panties. I started to grow hard. Jenny’s loud thundering down the stairs broke our kiss; and I was greeted by the sight of Jenny’s tits bouncing all over the place. When Jenny reached me and Anya she immediately stuck her tongue down Anya’s throat. My cock was going to burst out of my jeans. God I was gonna miss Jenny. 

We made it to the airport; Jenny and Anya spent most of their time kissing in the back seat of my car. The rest of the time Anya spent with her face buried in her little sister’s pussy. I was tempted to just pull over and join them; but thought I would behave and give the sisters some time alone. 

Jenny’s flight was surprisingly on time. She checked in, and got her luggage on board with out any delays unfortunately. The goodbyes were fantastic. I think the old couple and their children/grandchildren next to us were thoroughly disgusted when Anya and Jenny kissed goodbye a bit more intimately then two women usually do. But the guys in that party seemed very envious when I kissed Jenny goodbye, and had my hand on Anya’s ass too. Life was too good. But my fantastic, sexual, week long orgy was over; Jenny was on the plane. She was gone. 

I felt like a fuck. 

As soon as we got in to the car I raced home. Anya seemed to have the same ideas I was having. It was very apparent that she was rubbing her pussy through the thin fabric of her trousers. So apparent that her trousers were very wet between her legs. I drove up a small country lane that I had never been up before; apparently it led to nowhere. Anya pulled her trousers down; and started to finger her pussy. I could wait no longer and just pulled over. 

As soon as the engine was off Anya leapt in to my lap and flung her t-shirt over her head to reveal a light blue bra. I started work on Anya’s bra whilst she worked on my jeans. There was no way we were gonna wait for Anya to disrobe me; so she just undid the button, and fly. 

I plunged in to her dripping pussy; my cock being drowned in her pussy juices, and her pussy being stretched by my cock. Anya decided the pace; fast and hard. I grabbed a hold of her ass to steady her. Each time she slammed down on my cock; her pussy juice covered legs made a loud slapping sound hitting against my own legs. I started to suck on her tits; but this was very hard with her jumping up and down on me. I wasn’t complaining. 

Anya suddenly stopped bouncing around; but only to come. As soon as she stopped bouncing; one of her tits was straight in my mouth. I started to nibble her nipple; this only made her scream ever more loudly. The gorgeous blonde’s eyes rolled back in to her head. Her low moans became screams (Helped along with my nibbling); those screams turned in shouts of pure ecstasy, and of course a very large gush of cum. As soon as her orgasm was over I grabbed hold of her ass again, and exited the car. This is VERY hard when you’ve got a blonde hugging your cock with her pussy. 

When we were outside I bent Anya over the bonnet of my car, and started to ram in to her pussy. The sight of her pussy trying to hold on to my cock as I pulled out of her was so sexy. It was amazing that her ass hole distracted me from such a wonderful sight. 

I scooped up some of her pussy juice that had been forming at the base of my cock, and started to finger her ass hole. Again Anya started to moan. I pulled my cock all the way out of her pussy, and stuck in her tighter hole. I dived in, in one swift movement. I really slammed in hard in her ass; causing her feet to lift off the ground. With each thrust she was forced more up on the bonnet. By the time I was ready to come in her ass, I was nearly on the bonnet with her. Grabbing her legs I pulled her back down, and drove my cock back in to her pussy. 

I shot my first rope of come in her pussy, and then pulled out shooting my second in to her ass. I alternated my thrusts between her pussy and her ass until I was spent. I felt a pang of guilt when Anya pulled her trousers back on, and was reminded that I had came in both her holes; my come drenched her trousers. It was such a turn on to watch her scoop up my come from her holes, and suck her hands clean. So much so, that when she was finished I pushed her head in to my lap. Anya was more then happy to give me a blow job as I drove us home. 

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Anya Ch. 14



Well, today was the day me and Anya got to see our new house. Because of the island’s size; we had to go by chopper. Apparently we were the lucky ones; the poor builders who made our house were forced to sail to the island and camp out. I thought of the natives; how they perceived me ‘buying’ their island from a government who they had probably never heard of, and building a mansion on what ultimately was their land. I had gone out to see the natives 6 months previously; they seemed nonchalant. But had this huge building now changed their views of their ‘guest’? I hoped for the best. 

When Anya first saw the island she was amazed. The small island was mostly covered by dense jungle; although you could just about make out where the native’s settlement was. The cool sunset was a perfect backdrop for the one and only beach on the island. The only thing stopping that side of the island becoming sea was the small cliffs above the beach. Just to the right of these cliffs was my new home. It was magnificent. The private pool was huge, although not filled; so you could make out the Creation of Adam tiled floor (No prizes for what film I was thinking about when Anya and I designed that part!). The tennis court was on a higher level then the pool; not how I had planned. I guess that the uneven surface would have prolonged the time to smooth the whole floor. But we were anxious the most for the interior of the mansion; this is what we had spent most of our time thinking over. 

The chopper settled down in the small courtyard just in front of the main doors. I could not wait. I rushed out of the chopper, with Anya fast behind me. I was just arriving to the first step before the door, when my voice was shouted. I looked round; there was a middle aged man who graced a dark blue suit, with a snakish grin on his face. Next to him was a rather rugged looking builder (I assumed from his ragged clothes – So I’m a posh bastid!); also middle aged, but with a face that looked as though he had single handily won a war, but had had his medals stolen from him. We all shook hands; apparently the suit was saying that me and Anya cannot go in to the house until he has marked it as safe. Needless to say the builder was upset that his ‘master piece’ was being deemed imperfect. It was looking increasingly likely that we were going to be camping out this night. 

We were shown down to where the builders were camping; not too far from the native settlement. Because of the hot weather the builders had just been sleeping in a small camp (without shelter). They had set up near the native’s settlement because of easy access to a stream. This meant that less space on the boats were used up by bottled water, and more for building supplies; making the job run faster. 

The builder who had met as on our arrival (John) introduced as to the head of the native tribe. I was surprised to see that it was a woman. Anya and I were offered sheltered (And more private) quarters. We talked for a time with the tribal leader, and some of the other natives. 

The natives were very… Modern. Outside their dwellings looked basic enough, but inside they were quite modern; hell they had a TV! Anya asked how and when they had become more modern; the tribal leader said that their tribe has been visiting the main land for more then 30yrs. The tribal leader told us that they had not been fond of keeping their old ways, and were adapting fast. She told us that they had even taken to giving their children ‘English’ names. Joanne (The head of the tribe) informed us that they grew all their food here, and were simply self sufficient. When I asked about how they acquired their TV, and how they had become to speak so good English. She said that when they first started to visit the main land more often they saw that they could charge people for giving them gifts. This made me stop, and think about what she had said. At first I thought she had just not phrased the sentence properly, or that I had misheard. But she smiled, and asked me: 

“How many men have you seen in this settlement not including the builders?” Her smile widened when I looked around rather stupidly. 

“Errrr None…” I answered.

“Precisely. This island has some power, or rather a curse. For some reason children who are born here are always girls.” 

“Oh right… What all of them?” 

“I was told my grandmother that she had never seen a boy born on this island. I have never seen one either.” 

“So how do you ummmm… reproduce?” I asked awkwardly. 

“I told you. People pay to give us gifts. In my grandmother’s time they simply went to the main land and… Coupled with a suitable man. The women then came back here, gave birth and when they wanted another child they went back to the mainland. To my knowledge this is how it has always been done.

“Your next question is how do we pay for our children to go to school, and how do we get our new tools? Well before there was no need to. But now we see the benefits of gaining money. We have also learned that people will pay to give us children. It’s a win, win situation; there are no losers. When our children are of age, we send them to the mainland to go to school. After that they come back here. Before you ask; none of our children has ever wanted to stay on the mainland.

“You are the first male to be living on this island. But you have paid us well to live here.” She added with a smile.

I was dumbfounded. So they are all prostitutes. After that initial blast of ignorance I thought about their perception of their ways. I suppose to them it was the only to keep their island free of over sexed men; and most of all it was normal to them. 

We said our goodbyes, and were shown to our temporary shelter. It was… Basic. I wondered how much they actually charged for… ‘Receiving gifts’. And what else they spent their money on.”

Anya and I undressed, then got in to our separate sleeping bags, and lay down next to each other. Anya said that we should join the sleeping bags up; so she zipped them both together; it worked quite well. I put arm around Anya’s stomach and we discussed what we had just heard. 

“I reckon it’s a bit yucky how they sleep with men they hardly know. What do they do about STDs?” Anya asked. “And after spending so much time with women, won’t the children think it’s a bit weird them having sex with a guy?” 

“They do go to the main land for schooling though. So I suppose they learn everything there.” I answered. 

“What do all these women do for sex?!? I know I would go crazy for a cock!” 

“No. You would just go and fuck one of the other women.” I laughed.

We were interrupted by the sound of quiet moaning. We looked at each other quizzically. My first thought was that the builders and the natives had a little agreement. Anya ventured out side (Still very naked) to see what it was about. As she got up I told her she was just a little perv, and I was met by a swift kick. 

When she came back she had a very big grin on her face. 

“Joanne didn’t tell us that she and a few of the other women were lesbians. We are gonna have some fun living here.” 

“We’ll see. I reckon that if I try anything with the women, they’ll run me through.” I laughed. 

But Anya’s perving had obviously made her horny. Anya crept back in to our sleeping bag, and resumed her position. Because of the confinements of the sleeping bag; she started to rub her ass against my cock. Soon my hard-on was between her ass cheeks, getting a thorough seeing to. I moved my hand higher and started to cup, and grope her breast. With the other I reached down to her pussy and started to rub her until she was moaning for something bigger, hotter, and by now wetter; drenched in pre-come. Anya turned her head and we shared a kiss; whilst she grabbed hold, and aimed my rock hard cock at her entrance. I entered her slowly, whilst she was feverently rubbing her clit. I pulled back, and entered her again slowly. I kept up this slow attack on her pussy until she almost begged me to speed it up. 

I kept inside my own little fuck slut, and unzipped the joined sleeping bag. I grabbed Anya’s hips, and lifted her up on all fours. I did her doggy with the same pace as before; painfully slow. But this time I enjoyed her hanging boobs whilst she tried in vain to use her hips to speed up the thrusts. I loved the way her boobs were swinging away beneath her; it made my groping all the more erotic. 

I picked up pace, which made her ass jiggle with each thrust. I brought my hands from her boobs to her ass. I spread her ass cheeks, and admired the view of my cock speeding in to her pussy. I rewarded Anya by sticking my pussy juice covered fingers up her sweet back hole. I used a slower pace in her ass then in her pussy; so at least one of her holes were always filled. I needed something in my mouth; preferably Anya’s tits. 

I spun Anya round causing her to land on her back; never leaving her pussy. My mouth went straight between her boobs, and I started to lick her soft skin. I was just keeping my cock at the same level, whilst Anya used her hips to fuck me at an amazing speed. I moved my mouth up to her eraser like nipples, and sucked them hard in to my mouth. I started to nibble around her boobs whilst still sucking her nipples. Her nipples were begging for my tongue; so I began rubbing Anya’s beautiful nipples with my tongue. They felt amazing on my tongue; so hard, and yet so soft. 

I was about to come. I plunged in to Anya’s pussy hard, and sent her hard to the floor. I could feel the come rising up my cock; along with the electric feeling of my orgasm. As soon as my come splashed against Anya’s pussy; her pupils suddenly contracted as they met mine, and I knew she was about to come as well as scream. I quickly pushed harder in to her pussy, and moved my mouth over hers in a kiss, which would also muffle a scream. 

Our orgasms settled down, and I remained hard inside my girlfriend. Anya was a little higher then me, as we fell asleep; making her boobs the last thing I saw (And kissed) before I fell asleep. Once more with Anya in my arms. 

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Anya Ch. 15



We were woken up by one of the tribal women. She smiled at us; the sleeping bag had somehow slid down, and so only the lower halves of our bodies were covered. Anya obviously was enjoying putting a little show on for the woman; as she seemed oblivious towards the fact that the woman was obviously taking pleasure in seeing Anya's fabulous tits. The woman told us that we should go to Joanne's hut; all the while staring at Anya's bare breasts, Anya had chosen to grope, and pinch her nipple with one of her hands. As the woman left she smiled at the moving tent in the sleeping bag that belonged to me and Anya's hand slowly stroking my morning wood. 

"Well that was fun! You don't mind me exposing myself in front of other women do you?" Anya asked with her sweetest smile. She knew the answer. 

"About as much as I mind you licking your little sister's cunt." I said before I kissed her. 

After we kissed for a while we slowly got up, and got in to yesterdays clothes. I knew I needed a shower. Anya chose to leave her blouse open, revealing her front opening black bra. She looked positively fuckable with that and her very short denim shorts on. We started out holding hands, but by the time we got to Joanne's hut; my hand was planted on Anya's firm ass. 

Joanne's hut was probably the best furnished. It was very big, and it was completely open plan. There was a huge bed on one both sides, and what looked like two thrones at the end of the gangway that the two gigantic beds made. There were about 7 or 8 women lying on the beds. Some talking and some that looked as though they were very... 'Busy'. Joanne was 'very busy' with the woman who was sitting on the throne; Joanne was kissing the woman who woke us up. My already uncomfortable morning wood was going to break right out of my jeans. Joanne's intimacy was broken by one of the women were just talking. Everyone in the entire hut centred their attentions on to me and Anya. 

"Welcome. The builders have gone, and so has that dreadful man; the inspector or whatever he was. Time waster if you ask me, and very rude..." Joanne drifted off when she saw Anya's boobs. 

I could have sworn I saw the tribal leader make a shifty glance, and grin at her partner. 

"Thank you. For the great hospitality you have shown us, any and all of your tribe are welcome to stay at our new home any time you want." I said humbly. 

"If you like I could have one of the women show you the most important parts of the island?" Joanne asked 

"I think me and Anya would rather explore the island ourselves, but thanks for the offer." 

"That's fine. But you should not go near the other side of the island's coast. The cliffs are dangerous, and the tides change very fast. Faster then you could climb I imagine." 

"Thanks for the warning. Well keep it in mind." I smiled at her, lowered my head, and was about to leave. 

"Before you go I would like to invite you to dinner. I assume you will want to unpack, after you explore the island? If you have time we eat at 9:00pm. Of course we won't be offended if you don't come; you can come back to the village anytime." With one more rather pervy look at Anya's boobs, Joanne went back to the ministrations of her partner. 

Anya and I left for the house. I replanted my hand firmly on her equally firm ass. The roundness of her ass was delicious; I couldn't wait to bury my hard, hot cock in to her steamy cunt. I took a hold of her waist, and turned so we were walking towards the beach. Anya looked at me quizzically. 

"Up for building sand castles?" I asked mischievously. 

"No. But I can see your practically bursting to," Anya replied. She rubbed my cock. "I can feel your bursting too..." 

After we had gotten about half a mile away from the village, I threw Anya to the ground and plunged my tongue in to her mouth. My hands were busy groping her boobs; pushing them together; pinching her nipples to hardness. I kissed down her neck towards her boobs and unclipped her bra. I slid off easily allowing me access to her soft, and firm breasts. Whilst my tongue was busy with her hard nipples, my hands were practically ripping her button fly shorts. I slid her shorts down her long, slender legs and kissed my way back up to her pussy (Pantyless of course). 

I could smell she was ready for my cock, and I was more then ready for her steamy honey pot. I made my way back up to her mouth and sunk my cock in to her body. I felt as though I was drowning in a sea of ecstasy, I could feel my pre-come already flowing up my cock; mixing with Anya's juices inside her most intimate parts. The sand beneath my knees was a lot tenderer to my skin then carpet, or a bed. I felt as though I could fuck my girl friend forever without ever tiring. 

I kissed her boobs, once more sucking her nipples in to my mouth; tasting her sweet skin, and rolling her hard nubs around my mouth with my tongue. I lifted Anya towards me so I was sitting on the sand, with her straddling me. Her boobs were crushed in to my face, and I did not waste a moment in this position; savouring her perfect breasts. 

I could tell Anya was about to come from her moans; I wanted her first orgasm here to be perfect. I flipped Anya round so she was on her fours facing the magnificent sun set, and plunged my cock all the way up her soft, wet, tight cunt. Anya screamed in ecstasy. Movement caught my eyes to focus to the right of me. Joanne was there watching me fuck my girl friend doggy style. Our eyes met, and suddenly Joanne doubled over; I could only assume she was oragsming too. 

Something inside me decided to give Joanne a show; that something was probably the desire to come, as I had not yet. My cock was simply dripping with pussy juices, and so I pulled out of Anya's cunt, and straight in to her ass. I had done this far too many times for Anya to scream; another wave of orgasm took her body, and she started shiver from the feelings that were being caused by her ass. I started to thrust my cock deep in to her ass, all the while staring in to Joanne's eyes. I plunged in to Anya's ass, and then pulled out until only my head was impaled in her ass. 

"I'm gonna treat you to my come today honey," I told Anya; she replied by moaning, and wiggling her ass in excitement. 

I could feel the tightness of Anya's ass increase, and begin to coax the come from my balls. I pulled out of Anya's ass, and spun her round. She quickly gobbled up my cock, making the head of my cock rest in her throat. I could feel the come begin to flow up my cock. I pulled out of her mouth, held my cock just in front of her face, and shot my come all over my girlfriend's sweet face. I didn't think it wise to look over at Joanne; I didn't want Anya knowing I had done this just for a show. But what a show! My come dripped down Anya's face to her boobs; where she picked it up with her finger, and ate my come. 

Anya cleaned her self up, and we started back for the house, nude. Joanne had obviously went in to the wood, and probably back to the camp. We were defiantly going for dinner. 

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Anya Ch. 16



As Anya and I walked towards the house I considered telling her that we had just been watched by Joanne, whilst we were fucking on the beach. I decided against it and asked if she wanted to join the tribe for dinner. 

"Yeah sure, it'll give me some more time to perv them, and tease them!" She said jokingly.

"Do you really find them that fuckable?" I asked, hoping for the obvious answer.

"Christ yes! How can you not? I would love to take one of Joanne's tits in my mouth." 

"By the way she looked at yours I'm sure she has the same ideas." 

"Would you mind if I tried it with her?" 

"I told you, I have nothing against you having sex with women, as long you let me join in!" 

"Mmmm we'll see about that," 

And so we decided to take Joanne's offer on dinner, but not before unpacking our stuff. The house was simply amazing. It was more like a palace then a house. The builders had done a great job decorating it as well. My agent (who was in charge of doing all the paper work, and finding the help) sure picked the help well! It reminded me of when I was a kid, getting all excited when we bought new furniture. 

My favourite part of the whole house was the swimming pool; the outdoor one had the Creation of Adam tiled beneath it, and was heated. The dining room was fabulous. The table was huge enough for twenty people. I made a mental note to invite Joanne for dinner some time. Our bedroom was without fault. We had a four poster bed which I'm sure was four times bigger then a normal bed. This meant it was HUGE. I could not wait to get Anya on her back on this bed. 

Whilst Anya was putting her endless supply of clothes in the wardrobe room, I was busy thinking of how I could get Joanne on her back. I concluded that whilst Anya was getting laid with Joanne's girl, I would be getting laid with Joanne. I was quite hopeful that Anya would get Joanne's girl. 

I snuck up behind Anya, wrapped my arms around her waist, and grabbed a hold of her boobs. I kissed her neck, slowly going towards her mouth. Anya stopped me short. 

"We don't have enough time for me to blow you hon. And you want to be on your best performance for Joanne don't you?" Anya added with a smile. 

"I... You... Don't you mind?" I asked suspiciously.

"Nah, not really. We're gonna be here for a while, so may as well get to know the natives." Anya laughed, "And it wouldn't really be fair if I got licked out by a hot woman, whilst you were just sleeping in this big bed by yourself!" 

I couldn't argue with that, so I didn't answer. We walked down to the village. Anya wearing a very thin , see-through blouse with no bra, and a long skirt that was also quite see-through. I was wearing the usual shorts and t-shirt. I'm sure the temperature of the island had doubly risen; it was much hotter now then I ever remembered it being. If I had the choice I would have not worn anything, apart from my watch. 

I think the natives had had the same idea, no longer were they wearing their traditional leather halter and skirts, but instead they were adorned in thin cotton dresses. I guess the weather had forced them into things a little cooler. The dresses' they were wearing were very short. I was sure that as soon as they bent over I would be rewarded with a magnificent sight of ass-framed pussy. There was a slit going up the side of all the dresses, all the way up to the shoulder. The only thing keeping the dresses snug to their bodies was a single piece of white cloth that was doing the job of a belt around their waists. 

One of the women told us that Joanne was expecting us in one of the other, smaller huts. When we got there it was quite a simple place, just a large table with wooden chairs all around. Joanne stood up and greeted us immediately. I'm sure her gaze lingered on my crotch a little longer then it should have. 

"I'm so glad you could make it! Take a seat. The food will soon arrive. This is Sarah, my partner." As she said the last part, Joanne pointed to the girl Anya was hoping to fuck. "Our main leader is off the island, she's just given birth. And so I am taking the role for now. Between you and me, the only thing different between being the leader and being a normal member of the tribe, is that, instead of my usual work, I'm just the counsellor for the tribe," 

Just then six women came in to the hut with 12 bowls of food. They had pretty much 'normal' food, but most of it was sea food. After the women had laid the food on the table, we all tucked in. I noticed that instead of leaving us to eat, or joining the dinner, the girls who had brought the food just stood against the walls. Just as I had finished my fifth mouthful of cod, Joanne started to talk again. I was so interested in how they lived their lives. It was unlike anything I had heard. Well, actually, it was just a communistic run tribe. Joanne was the leader of the tribe, which meant she just organised how many women were allowed to leave the island and get pregnant. The women around the walls were acting like servants, they tended to our needs. Joanne showed us this by calling one of them over. 

"Emily come over here, and stand towards Chloe," Joanne called to one of the girls. Emily had quite a flat chest, but it was hard to tell with the dress on. Emily had very nice long legs, and as she turned away (towards Chloe who was another servant girl standing against the wall), I could see her ass cheeks creeping below her dress. 

"You don't mind some exhibitionism do you?" Joanne asked us. 

"Errr... no, not at all." I replied uncertainly. Anya was looking very excited though. With that Joanne lifted Emily's dress over her ass and stroked a cheek with her finger. 

"Well don't just stand there girl, bend over!" Joanne ordered. 

The servant girl followed her orders without question, and didn't look outraged in the slightest. In fact, I think she had a little grin on her face. As Emily bent over, Joanne spread her ass cheeks apart with one hand and started to stroke Emily's exposed pussy with the other. Pussy juice started to flow from her pussy, and Joanne, scooping it up with her finger, licked it. 

"Go under the table and lick my cunt Emily." Joanne ordered. 

Again Emily followed her orders with out question. 

"I don't want you playing with yourself down there, I want both of your hands on my legs, ass or in my pussy at all times." 

I was very hard at this point, so I reshuffled, hoping that no one would catch on. I think Anya did, as I felt her toes brush up against my leg, and move on to my crotch. I looked down and saw that it wasn't Anya's foot, but Joanne's instead. She smiled and winked at me. I decided to 'pay it forward' and ran my toes along Anya's leg, but I found someone had beaten me to it. I looked at Sarah, who blushed, and looked down. I smiled at her, and she soon realised that I was alright with her flirting with my girlfriend. Joanne was obviously feeling the effects of Emily's licking as her face had gone bright red and she had completely forgotten her food. Instead both her hands were placed upon Emily's head, mashing her pussy on Emily's face. Loud slurping sounds were emanating from where Emily's face and Joanne's cunt met. I was very hard and needed some release. 

"I think I'll retire to my room, I'm feeling quite tired." Sarah suddenly said as she looked sideways at Anya. 

"I think I will too. It's been a long day." Anya added, as they left together. 

After they were out of ear shot Joanne talked in between moans. 

"Unghh... I bet its... oh fuck... been a loooounghooong... day for her... Oh fuck yes!" Joanne managed to say. 

"Why do you say that?" I asked. My eyes fixed on the wet patch Emily was making on Joanne's dress.

"Because I did... Oh fuck Emmy honey... watch you fuck her up the ass remember?" 

"Oh right... Yeah..." 

"Oh god... the way you blew your load over her face.... Oh Emmy! That turned you on too, eh? We don't get to experience... Oh fuck just there... OH FUCK!" Joanne exploded in to screaming orgasm, always pushing harder on Emily's head. 

After Joanne's orgasm had died down, she ordered Emily to go back to her post. 

"Wait Emily!" Joanne ordered just as Emily was turning to go back to the wall. At Joanne's request she stopped walking. "Would you like to grope a feel? Her tits might not be that big, but her nipples are fucking gold," 

"Ummmm you wouldn't mind?" I asked Emily. 

"No, of course not. Why would I mind?" Emily spoke for the first time. Her voice was very quiet and very high. 

"Go on!" Joanne urged me. She then turned to Emily, "Emily sit in his lap." 

Emily did as ordered. I was sure she would be able to feel my hard-on poking her ass through her thin dress. I put my hands on her hips to steady her. 

"So, as I was saying, usually when we're with a man, we make sure he comes in our pussies, not anywhere else." Joanne explained, " In fact I've never had a man do that to me." Joanne's facial expression was more then enough to tell me what she wanted. 

I chose this point to move my hand to the slit in the side of Emily's dress, just to the side of her stomach. I slowly stroked her skin until I felt the curve of her breast. Joanne was right, she did have small boobs. I continued up until I reached the most hardest and pointy nipple I had ever felt. It was heaven as I rolled it around my fingers tweaking it with my index finger and thumb. I lowered my other hand under the bottom of her skirt and felt that her pussy was wet. I stuck two fingers in and tasted her sweet juice. 

"She tastes great too, huh?" Joanne asked, breaking me from my work and I was brought back to reality. 

"Oh yeah... Do you wanna taste?" 

"You bet," 

I once again dipped my fingers in Emily's honey pot and brought them to Joanne's mouth. At first she just took small little swipes at my fingers, but then she engulfed the length of my fingers inside her mouth. I could not wait to have her on her knees in front of me. I quickly stood up. Startling Emily and causing my chair to go flying backward. 

"I have to go," My hard-on was plainly in sight, and Joanne looked straight at it. 

"I'll show you the way. Girls! Clean this up and then you're dismissed." Joanne shouted back as we left. 

I followed Joanne's lead, my hands on her hips. Occasionally I would stop and press her up against a wall, humping her cotton covered ass with my hard-on. We finally made it to the largest of huts, the one with two huge beds on either side. The sight ripped my attention from Joanne's ass. 

About 16 women were all fucking each other in frenzy. Eight on each side of the hut. Some were fucking each other doggy with strap-ons, whilst the ones being fucked had their faces in someone else's cunt. One girl had someone on top of her face, mashing their pussy on to her mouth, whilst getting eaten out by two other women. I was wondering if I was going to get to fuck 17 women in one night, but Joanne dragged me past the sight to the stairs leading to her throne. So I was gonna blow my load on Joanne's face whilst watching a mass orgy. Fabulous! 

But Joanne again led me past the stairs to a small door I had not noticed before. I followed her in and saw that it she slept away from the rest of the tribe. Her bed was a simple double bed, no fancy stuff, just a bed. The room was windowless, but was lit with a huge candelabra. I will never forget how much the smell of pussy juice was crammed in the air. 

I looked back to Joanne to see her closing the door. As soon as she did, I spun her round and pressed her up against it causing it to bang loudly. My tongue dove straight into her mouth and we shared a passionate kiss, all the while my hands travelled slowly towards her ass. I groped the two globes roughly. As I broke the kiss and started to suck down her neck, my hands crept under the bottom of her dress and felt the warm, soft skin of her ass. Joanne started to undress me, first my t-shirt came off, breaking our kiss briefly. She used that time to sneak a peak at my chest, which see ran a hand down and groaned. Then she unbuckled my belt, letting them and my shorts drop to the ground. Before she could make any more moves, I took back control. 

I slowly sucked my way around Jo's neck, moving one of my hands around her ass to feel her smoothly shaved pubic region. I purposefully tried hard not to touch her pussy, I wanted to save that feeling. With my other hand I lowered my boxers letting them drop to my ankles. I humped between Jo's ass-cheeks through the thin cotton of her dress, but because it was so high cut, my humping raised it even more so my balls were grazing against the lower curves of her ass. With both my hands I untied the belt knot at the front of the dress causing it to drop to the floor and the dress to loosen. 

I pushed Jo toward the bed, all the time planting small kisses on the back of her neck, until I felt her knees being pressed against the edge of the bed. I kept pushing until Jo's upper body fell over the bed, but leaving her legs straight. I could not wait to fuck her pussy doggy. Her long, straight legs leading up to her fabulous ass would be a wonderful sight to fuck. The combination of the now loose dress, and me bending her over the edge of the bed made her ass completely reveal itself to me, and her pussy to poke out, cutely framed by her hard ass. 

I lined up and ticked her pussy lips with the head of my painfully hard cock. The sight of her pussy lips being separated by my meat was heaven. Joanne was obviously finding it very frustrating though, she was moaning, almost crying for cock and pushing back in the hope of impaling herself on my hard-on. 

I felt I had teased her long enough, so I grabbed a hold of her hips and thrust my cock up her cunt in one long push. Joanne let out an ear splitting scream of ecstasy. It was obvious that Joanne had not had many cocks up her cunt as she was very tight. I held in her to let her get used to me, until her scream subsided. I started to pull out of her cunt, all the time watching the sight of my cock impaling her pussy. 

I withdrew to the head and then pushed back in almost immediately. I started to get a slow, soft rhythm going. But Joanne was insistent to speed it up, always pressing back on my cock, trying to get me to fuck her faster and harder. I complied with passion re-applying the hold I had on her hips and really fucking her hard. 

"Oh fuck yes... Yeah baby... Fuck me hard... Harder honey... Faster!" Joanne kept on trying to order me to go faster and harder. 

I obeyed her commands, and started to leave my cock buried in her tight, hot, love hole, pushing her up the bed and off her feet. Joanne seemed to like this, her talking and moans had turned in to grunts of passion, and louder moans. She used this chance to take her dress off and throw it to the other side of the room. As I fucked her up the cunt, Joanne was being pushed up the bed and now her thighs were as good as on the bed. In this position, her pussy lips closed more tightly over my cock, causing my cock to twitch inside her pussy with anticipation. 

"Remember to come on my face honey! I've never had anything that hot done to me." Joanne didn't have to remind me, I loved giving facials. 

Because Joanne's pussy was getting harder and harder to reach, I was forced to get on the bed on all fours and spoon her whilst she was lying face down. Fucking was getting more difficult in this position, so I grabbed a hold of her legs and span her on my cock so we were in missionary. 

As soon as I saw her face I kissed her cute mouth, whilst looking directly in to her eyes. It was magic. In missionary, I kept up my hard thrusts, once again pushing her up the bed. As soon as her head came in contact with the edge of the bed and forced her to face down, towards where our bodies were meeting, I gave up trying to kiss her and concentrated on her boobs. I buried my face between the two huge mounds of flesh, and started to lick, suck, and nibble at the soft, hot skin. The feeling of my ministrations to her boobs must have been a real turn on. Joanne started to orgasm. I could feel her juices flowing out of her cunt, whilst her pussy clenched incredibly tightly around my cock. Joanne started to scream and thrash everywhere, sending a delightful sensation up my cock. 

This feeling was making me hornier then ever. I could feel I was about to come. I got Joanne's arms and lifted her up so she was sitting on my cock. I kissed her whilst shuffling to the edge of the bed, where I let my legs drop over the edge of the bed. I told Joanne I was about to come and lowered her to the floor. My cock exited Joanne with a pop and scraped up her tummy, between her breasts, leaving a trail of pre-come and pussy juice. 

Despite the mixture that covered my cock, Joanne still engulfed it in her mouth. She sucked the head like a lollipop. It was evident that she had not had much experience with this. I was not in the mood for a lesson. Whilst pulling out of her mouth, I held her nipples tightly between my finger and thumb, and lifted her tits up to my cock with her nipples. I squeezed her big tits around my cock. I think Joanne got the idea. She replaced my hands on her tits, leaving mine to stroke her soft brown hair. 

The feeling of her tits engulfing my cock, pumping, literally jerking off my cock was bliss, but it something was missing. I pushed Joanne's head down so each time she lowered her boobs around my cock, it poked her lips. She instantly got the message, enjoying the taste of my pre-come and sucking on the head each time it came in reach. This feeling of a good tit fuck was all it took to push me over the edge. 

"Here it comes!" I warned her. 

Joanne quickly shuffled back a little, and opened her mouth. I aimed my cock towards her mouth and shot the first stream past her tongue, and straight down her throat. The second covered her neck, giving her a pearl necklace, dripping down to her tits. The third and forth I aimed directly at her breasts, covering them with my love juices. I could tell Joanne was enjoying it because I was sure she was coming. Sure enough I heard the sound of her pissing on the floor. Of course this was pussy juice streaming out of her tight cunt. By the eighth rope of come, Joanne was completely covered, her entire top half was streaked with my cream. I kept coming, until I was out. Joanne was licking her come covered lips and scooping up the come on her body with her hands, eating my jizz. 

"That was fantastic!" Joanne said with a mouth full of come. Some of it was dribbling down her chin. 

"I'm glad you liked it. I love giving them. I'm sure it won't be the last," I replied. 

It was going to be paradise living here. 

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Anya Ch. 17



After blowing my load over Jo’s face, I decided that I better leave for the house, Anya would be wondering where I was. Actually, Anya knew that I was fucking Jo, but she probably wouldn’t want to spend the first night in our new bed alone. If I was lucky, Anya would still have her face buried in Sarah’s pussy when I got back. I remembered the scene as Jo led me to her room, in the main hut most of the natives had gathered for an all out orgy with strap-ons, vibrators, and lots of pussy. As I looked back, Jo was still busy scooping my come off her chest, so I thought I would just leave her to it. I chose not to put my clothes back on, but instead just strolled out to the ‘orgy room’ wearing just my smile, and a hard-on. 

I walked through the moaning women, but no one noticed me, everyone was too busy licking, or fucked. I watched in delight, but kept walking. I stopped when something grabbed my attention, I knew that body! There was a girl getting fucked with a strap-on, getting her ass licked out, and eating one of the native’s pussy at the same time. That girl was my girlfriend. 

She was getting fucked by Sarah, licked by Chloe, and eating out some other lucky girl. Anya seemed to be enjoying it to say the least, she was moaning very loudly. In fact, the only girl who was making more noise then Anya, was one of the natives on the other side of the room. I assumed she was having an orgasm because she was being fucked with a strap on and each time the girl wearing the strap on thrust up her pussy, the girl screamed, filling the room with a delightful sound. 

When I stroked a finger up Chloe’s pussy, she pulled her face out from between Anya’s cheeks and looked around. Chloe had a shocked expression on her face, but seeing my reassuring smile, she smiled back at me. I stuck two fingers up her tight cunt and watched with delight as her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she let out a chesty moan. 

Whilst still keeping my fingers buried in her hot cunt, I moved so I was kneeling on the huge bed. It was difficult to get my cock anywhere near Anya’s ass hole, as Sarah was fucking my girl friend’s pussy with a strap on. I moved Anya, by lifting her ass to just above my cock, replacing Chloe’s face at the entrance of Anya’s ass. I kept my fingers pumping in and out of Chloe’s pussy, teasing her clit with my thumb. I was lucky that Chloe had been licking Anya’s ass for so long as my girl friend’s ass was very well lubed. Just before I was going to lower Anya to my cock head, I noticed a vibrator lying on the bed near Anya’s face. I reached for it and slid it in to Chloe’s pussy, setting it on ‘high’. Chloe let out a moan, falling on her side in orgasm. 

I, in the mean while, was lowering Anya, impaling her ass on my hard, throbbing cock. As my cock passed into her ass hole, Anya stopped her ministrations to the native’s pussy and looked down. Anya smiled at me and said, 

“So this is why none of the natives want to stay on the main land!” 

Anya screamed as I skewered her ass on my cock, I felt a totally new sensation. I could feel Sarah’s strap on stabbing Anya’s pussy, grazing my cock, and sending electric sensations through me. This drove me on to thrust harder, and deeper in to my girl friend’s ass. The new movements caused Sarah to look down. Seeing me she gave a wicked smile and started to thrust at a different angle, causing the strap on to push against my cock, making the inside of Anya’s ass even tighter. I was so close to coming, but not as close as Anya. I could tell by her moans that she was very close. 

I reached for Sarah’s ass hole, pulling the thong like strap to reveal a very wet ass. Obviously the strap on was double ended. Her ass was slick with her pussy juices. I stroked her hole with my fingers, slowly but firmly pushing in to her ass hole. I started to finger fuck her ass hole, causing Sarah to squeal in excitement. 

The girl who Anya was eating out was obviously close to coming too, her screams were getting louder. The screams were obviously not enough to give her release. She exploded over my girl friends face: covering Anya’s face with her pussy juices, after this she collapsed on the bed, and fell asleep out of exhaustion. This explosion caused Anya to come, both holes clenching down. I tried to keep my rhythm up, but her ass hole was too tight. I waited until Anya’s orgasm was over. 

To my dismay Anya sat up, causing both my cock and Sarah’s strap on to pull out of her holes. The cold air was torture to my wet and very hot cock. I grabbed Chloe’s hair and pulled her face in front of my cock. She instantly started to lick, and suck on the head. 

“I dunno who’s going to enjoy it more here, me or you!” Anya commented at the sight of Chloe sucking on my cock 

“Mmm… Definitely me.” I replied as Chloe gave me a sloppy blow job. Anya, Sarah, and I were all sitting in a little circle, Anya took this position to stick a few fingers up Chloe’s cunt. 

“You’re going to love what I just found out.” Anya said

“Whats that?” I asked, looking over to Sarah who had gone unusually quiet. 

“Apparently they have to act like slaves to us as well as Jo,” 

“Really? So they’ll do anything I say?” I was sure Anya was just kidding. 

“Yip. Look. Sarah, suck his balls,” 

Sarah slid underneath where Chloe was sucking my cock, and started to suck one of my balls in to her mouth. I gasped at the sudden change of temperature, and then moaned at the sensation. I grabbed the back of Anya’s head and drew her in for a kiss. The taste of pussy juice was still on her tongue, making the kiss ever more sweet. Anya broke the kiss. 

“Why don’t we take this up to the house?” Anya asked. Before waiting for an answer, she took charge, getting in to the role of being the master instantly. “Sarah, Chloe, get up.” 

They instantly rose to their feet. Anya got up, and lifted me by my cock. This reminded me that I still hadn’t came, Anya read my mind. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll let you come soon enough.” Anya promised

“Sarah, Chloe, get three butt plugs, and three vibrators.” I added. 

I was going to have fun tonight! Sarah walked back to a cupboard that I had missed when I came in to this room, obviously the small (!) distraction of a mass orgy took my attention slightly. Closing the cupboard, Sarah returned with a small bag filled with what I had asked for. 

As we walked to the house, I fully took in how gorgeous these native slaves were. 

Chloe has long brunette hair that fell to her lower back. Her legs weren’t the longest, but her ass was the best, cute, round, and by the look of it, very soft. Her boobs were big, nicely rounded, and very perky. Her dark nipples looked as though they were pointing to the ceiling. Her face, like her body was, in word, cute. Her big blue eyes look gorgeous in contrast with her pale skin and dark hair. What really caught my attention was the fact that her face was simply beautiful. She had freckles, which is something of a fetish of mine. Her freckles went past her face down to her chest, and covered some of her back. I had to fuck this girl. I love freckles. 

Sarah’s skin was also very pale, somewhat of a characteristic feature of the natives. Except Sarah’s hair was a fiery red that came down past her shoulders. Her boobs were smaller then Chloe's, but Sarah was thinner. Sarah’s deep green eyes were magic, coupled with her red hair. 

As we were just leaving the village I came up behind Chloe and crept my hands toward her pubic area. I reached for a butt plug from the bag Sarah was carrying whilst lubing up Chloe’s ass hole. After about 3 minutes of lubing, the walking making this very erratic and difficult, I inserted the butt plug slowly. Chloe gave a grunt and stopped walking as I pushed the glass plug in to her ass. It popped in, and Chloe sighed with relief. She slowly began to walk again when she saw that the other girls were getting a lot more ahead of us. I moved to my next target. 

As I reached Sarah I brought my arms up to cup her breasts. It took me about half a second to move my fingers to softly pull at her nipples, eliciting moans and gasps from her. Her nipples became instantly hard, and so I started to pull more firmly on them, making her bend over. As she bent over her ass cheeks parted to reveal both her most intimate holes. I left her nipples, with one hand pushing at her lower back to reinforce my order to stay down, and with the other spreading her legs, but keeping them straight. 

When her legs had parted enough so I had ample access to her holes, I stopped and brought both hands to spread her ass and really push her cheeks apart. I kept her cheeks spread with one hand whilst with the other dragging a finger up her wet slit, and spreading her wetness to her ass. It was at that moment I heard a long moan, but it wasn’t coming from Sarah. 

I looked over the very erotically positioned Sarah, to see Anya sitting on top of Chloe’s mouth, grinding her pussy over the native’s face. Anya’s fingers were a blur as they plunged in and out of Chloe’s pussy, stopping only to tug on the butt plug, pulling the widest part out, and then reinserting it. They’re sweaty bodies were on the grass, glistening from the just visible village fires. 

It seemed as though Sarah was enjoying the show as she started to move back on my stroking fingers, nearly impaling her self on my fingers. I bent down to get another butt plug, and picked one up, dragging it up Sarah’s leg and then wiping it on her pussy, covering the plug with her juices. I firmly pushed the plug in to her ass making her moan with pleasure. After pushing the butt plug in, and making sure it was going to stay in there, I got up and walked over to Anya, pulling her off Chloe’s face. 

As Anya came closer to my face, I bent my head lower to meet her in a kiss. Again, I welcomed the taste of pussy juice in my mouth. As we kissed, I kept my eyes open to see the two slaves starting in a 69. I lowered my hands to Anya’s ass, started to stroke her already wet (From the licking Chloe had given) pussy and ass hole. 

As I inserted the last of the butt plugs (and certainly the biggest) in to my girl friend’s ass, she was the only one who moaned, without any grunts or signs that it hurt in any way. She was tight, but she had had my cock up her ass so many times, sticking anything up there was just a casual occurrence. 

I pulled the butt plug out, and then reinserted it. Anya gasped and bent over, head butting me in the chest. I caught her as we fell, and started to lightly slap her pussy as she came, pussy juice cascading on to my hand and making each spank louder then the last. 

As Anya’s orgasm subsided, we made our way to the house without any more distractions. Of course, sometimes I would grope a feel of the girl’s boobs, pull a butt plug out, stroke a pussy, or lead someone by their nipples. But for the most part it went smoothly. 

As we went in to the house, we went straight to the kitchen to get some refreshments. There was some cool white wine in the fridge, and Anya went down to the cellar to get some red (But she came back with some spirits too). Whilst we were waiting for Anya to come back, I entertained myself by telling Chloe to suck my balls, whilst I sat on a stool, kissing Sarah and fondling her boobs. Chloe started to lick up my shaft, giving a rather sloppy blow job. As she got to the head, my cock was enveloped by her hot mouth. I was about to come so I quickly pushed her head off. Chloe looked up at me and I explained. 

“I wanna save a huge load I can blow over your face,” 

“Mmmm… Sounds good to me,” Sarah said as we kissed. 

Anya came back, she and Chloe had the wine, whilst Sarah chose rum. Chloe had stopped sucking my balls to drink the wine. As Anya took a second mouthful of wine, she engulfed my balls, coating them with wine. As Anya would coat my balls with wine, Chloe would suck it off, turning me on even more. With the rapid temperature change, cellar-cold wine, together with hot mouth, I was sure I was going to come right then. Sarah in the meantime was on her second shot of rum. But this time instead of drinking it, she threw it on her tits, threw a leg over me and offered her tits to my mouth. I licked the rum off and then poured some more on Sarah, managing to get some of it in her mouth as well. 

The cool rum was dribbling down to where Sarah had her pussy pressed up to my stomach. I thought it was my tit-licking that induced an orgasm from this red haired native, but as Anya was using my balls to share her wine with Chloe, she was also pumping the butt plug in out of Sarah’s ass. Her pussy juices gushed out, changing my cold stomach to a very hot and slippery one, causing shivers to run down my spine. Chloe and Anya started to lick the pussy juices off my stomach, leaving my balls achingly cold.

As we made our way outside to the Jacuzzi, Anya set the water temperature on high, making our cold, sweat covered, naked skin tingle with the swift temperature change. I wrapped my arms round the slaves, and brought them in to a three-way kiss that quickly became a four way with Anya joining in. Chloe was directly ahead of me, and I needed some pussy. I took out Anya and Sarah’s butt plugs and put them on the edge. I started to finger their asses, the hot water making it so I needed no lubrication. 

As we kissed in a four-way, I moved so Chloe was pushed up against the wall of the Jacuzzi. I spread her legs wider with my legs and pushed up against her body. I could feel her hot, wet, breasts pushing up against my chest, her hard nipples sticking in to me as she moaned. I entered her pussy with my cock, the first pussy I had been in since Jo. She was exquisite, her pussy was very tight, but a joy to thrust in and out of, she was so slick. The butt plug was making her pussy even tighter and teasing my head as I pushed in to her hot honey pot. Chloe gasped, I was sure she would have screamed, but I had taken her breathe away with my first thrust. I was sure I was going to come right then. 

I tried to divert my attention by kissing Sarah. Her mouth tasted of rum, and pussy juice, probably gotten off Anya. I removed my fingers, and reached for the butt plug. It was a lot easier to insert this time with the water acting like a lubricant. 

I was getting very close to coming. So to keep my promise to the slaves, I pulled out of Chloe and was rewarded with her mewing, and whimpering. I started to get out of the Jacuzzi, and was greeted by the cool air hitting my hard cock. Anya followed my lead, and walked in front of me. Her nipples were dangerously hard because of the cool air, they felt great rubbing against my chest as Anya brought her arms around my neck and pulled my head down for a kiss. As we kissed I grabbed her ass, which reminded me that she had an ass plug up there, as I grazed it whilst pulling her ass cheeks apart and feeling her soft wet skin. I reached for the glass pleasure giver, and pulled it out ever so slightly, just so her ass hole was stretched and reinserted it. As I did this she broke our kiss, and whispered in my ear. 

“Fuck my cunt please. I haven’t had a cock inside me for ages, you fucked my ass the last two times… Please fuck my wet cunt this time.” Anya begged.

“We’ll do it on the couch in the lounge. I’ll use you for lube, and fuck the natives asses before coming on their faces.” I assured her. I then added in a louder voice as I walked up to Chloe, and groped her boobs “Do you hear that slaves? Time for an ass fuck, I hope your ready,” 

“Of course we’re ready sire. Please do mine first,” Sarah asked. 

“Be happy to my little honey bun,” Anya’s laugh was cut short as I slapped her ass and slipped a finger in her wet pussy through her legs. 

Anya moaned and once again bent over, rewarding me with an opportunity to fuck her doggy style. I took this chance to thrust my cock up her pussy in one swift movement. As Anya screamed in her first orgasm, I picked her up by her firm thighs, and carried her over to the couch in the lounge. Every step I took I would thrust deeper in to her tight, wet pussy, inducing more moans from this little bi-sexual slut. 

As I lowered us in to the black, one-seated leather chair, I spread her legs wide with my knees. This gave the slaves access to my balls and Anya’s cunt. I just relaxed in the chair whilst Anya ground her pussy on my cock, hardly thrusting up and down, but rather moving in my lap so my cock swam in her pussy. 

“Slaves! Come here and make yourselves… Ungh… Oh fuck Anya baby… And come... Oh fuck yeah… Here. Oh Anya! Chloe suck my balls. Sarah, do Anya a favour and lick her clit. The sooner you… Ungh… Get Anya off the sooner I… Oh fuck… Yeah, fuck your ass,” I managed to say between moans. 

The slaves shuffled forward with their asses in the air. Chloe sucked my balls silently, whilst Sarah tried to get Anya off. 

“Oh please Sarah honey… Lick my cunt. Make me come… Ungh!” Anya uttered. 

Chloe’s tongue felt like magic on my balls and cock. She sucking both balls in her mouth and then licked up my cock, stealing a taste of Anya’s clit whilst teaming up with Sarah. I reached up and pinched Anya’s nipples to quicken her orgasm, this obviously worked as Anya started to scream loudly. I knew she was coming when I felt my cock and balls get soaked in pussy juice that was a lot hotter then Chloe’s mouth. 

As soon as Anya’s orgasm died she collapsed on to of me out of exhaustion. I rolled her off and lay her on the chair, popping the butt plug out of her ass, as she made an involuntary moan. 

I ordered the slaves to turn around. They did, while keeping their perky little butts high in the air. I kept my promise by lining my soaking wet, and very slippery cock, up with Sarah’s ass hole. With two swift movements Sarah’s butt plug was replaced with my hard cock. She screamed. 

“OH… FUCK… ME…” 

I stayed in her partially widened (From the plug) ass hole so she could get used to my length. As her scream dissipated in to whimpers I started to thrust in to her tight ass hole, picking up a vibrator and ramming it in to her pussy. I could feel the vibrations travel down my cock in to my balls, I knew I was about to come. I guess it would just be a quickie with Chloe before I blew my hot load on the native-slave’s pretty little faces. 

I pulled out of Sarah’s ass, making her grunt, and pulled the butt plug out of Chloe’s ass. Chloe had no time to react as I forced my cock in to her butt, making her come instantly. She tightened the muscles in her ass, keeping my cock from erupting in her ass. As her orgasm subsided, I pulled out of her ass. This movement made me orgasm. I quickly told the girls to turn around and receive their prize. 

They both hopped round, keeping their ass cheeks spread by keeping their asses high in the air. As I laid eyes on their pretty faces I could not wait to blow my load over them. 

“Open wide my native slave whores,” I ordered. 

They obeyed without question. I thrust my cock first in to Chloe’s mouth and then in to Sarah’s. The feeling of their hot mouths around my cock was the final straw. My cock exploded with come, covering their faces with my seed. I shot some on their tits and some in their mouths. I was on my 7th rope when I inserted my cock in to Sarah’s mouth, spraying my come over her tongue and down her throat. I then moved to Chloe, who was waiting patiently to receive her load. I grabbed her head and started to fuck her mouth. Spewing the rest of my hot cream in her mouth. When her mouth was full, I pulled her head hard down on my cock, blowing my come down her throat. 

I had finished my second load of the evening. By the way my balls were aching, I didn’t think I was going to be able to manage another. I lay next to the collapsed Anya, and watched the slaves feast on my come whilst I pinched, mauled, sucked, and licked my girlfriend’s boobs. When the natives were finished I lifted Anya up in my arms and carried her to our bedroom. The natives followed me. I fell asleep with a slave in each arm and Anya on my chest. Before I fell asleep I pulled the vibrator, that was still going strong out, of Sarah’s cunt, dipping it in her ass before turning it off, and throwing it to the other side of the room.




Anya Ch. 17



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