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Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 01

By: Susie_O



 Sally

Sally Czarwitz, pronounced like "chair witch", a name that brought her unwanted nicknames, was tall with a body the shape of a wooden plank. Her long, thin face and matching long, thin, hooked nose encouraged the comments based on her name. When she attempted to do something with her long thin, mousy brown hair it refused to stay where she put it, preferring instead to fly around her face and fluff out as if it were perpetually filled with static. At eighteen she had only a couple of spongy fried eggs where her tits should be. With no waist, no butt and almost anorexic arms and legs it seemed amazing that she was as sexually active as she was. Sally had learned a lesson: Looks might attract a guy but if you offer him sex he won't care what you look like. "Thank God for my cunt," she thought in front of the mirror, rubbing herself through her thick pubic hair.

Through elementary school her best friend had been Warren, her next door neighbor. At the beginning of middle school he had fallen for Sarah. Sarah was Sally's physical opposite, short, cute, with perfect, slightly curled blond hair and a body that had started developing in grade school. She had large, fully developed breasts, a slim waist and a killer figure when she started middle school. Sally had been jealous but then Warren had moved away and the two girls became good friends through middle school.

High school had been difficult for Sally. As a sophomore Sarah became a cheerleader and left Sally on her own. Sally had always been a good student and threw herself into her studies. She joined the math and chess clubs and discovered that there were a lot of guys who didn't think they had a chance with any girls. She discovered that she could have any of them, especially if she offered herself sexually. And she enjoyed the sex, a lot.

Her reputation was helped by devoting some of her intellect to reading about sexual pleasure, how to please the guys and how to be sure she was properly pleased herself. She instructed every one of her guys, as she thought of them, in the proper techniques and was sure to praise them for their sexual ability no matter how poor it might be.

By the time she graduated from high school her stable of guys was not just the socially inept but also included some of the more popular guys. She could call any of them and know they would come to satisfy her urge and keep her vagina lubricated. Sometimes guys called her and she was always happy to go out with them and exercise their penis.

She kept up her studies and was accepted at Stanford. After the graduation ceremonies she wandered around the football field where the ceremony had been held talking with the guys she was active with. Some asked directly or hinted about a "last hook-up" before she was off to Stanford. She was non-committal but encouraged them to call.

It was depressing to think that she wouldn't be able to rely on them to keep her sexually fulfilled. She would have to start all over again at Stanford. She felt her tiny breasts under her gown and wondered what it would take to attract guys in college. She had the impression all the women would be sexually promiscuous and knowledgeable. Why would any guy be interested in her?

 Sarah

By chance Sally encountered Sarah as she was leaving a group of cheerleaders and looking for her parents. Sarah looked like Sally felt. "Hey, how're you doing?" Sally asked her one time best friend.

"You know," Sarah answered noncommittally. Then she added, "It's kind of daunting isn't it?"

"What's that?"

"Not seeing these people anymore. Not being a cheerleader. Not knowing what to do with your life."

"You must have some plans."

"Not really. I guess I can go to Community College ... I guess ..."

"I'm off to Stanford," Sally admitted. "It's going to be a lot different."

"Stanford huh?" Sarah's eyes welled up. Running into Sally had started to lift her spirits. She still looked back fondly on the times and the guys they had shared together. Briefly the hope had entered her mind that here was a friend who might stay with her. "Stanford ..." she repeated softly. "That's a long way away."

Sally was confused. She and Sarah hadn't spent any time together since the middle of their sophomoreman year. They hadn't broken up, just drifted apart. Sally had felt abandoned as Sarah entered into the school social whirl. Sarah had a different boyfriend every few months and her name seemed to appear everywhere on ballots for school office and as head of one social committee or another. Sally was almost surprised that Sarah still remembered her.

Sarah looked at Sally and realized something. "Sally, you're my best friend."

Sally was taken aback, "What?"

"You're my best friend."

"Sarah, you've hardly spoken to me for three years."

Sarah was saddened by the response. "I know. I know."

"And you have loads of friends."

They stood in silence until Sarah spoke again, "They aren't really friends. Not friends like you were. I just got caught up in my life here." She paused before continuing to get her emotions under control. "I don't think I'll see them much any more." Then she whispered, "a lot of the girls are angry at me for fucking their boyfriends."

Sally realized that despite their physical differences she and Sarah were a lot alike in their sexual appetites. She smiled and with a light laugh told Sarah, "You and I would never get get jealous like that. We'd just share."

Sarah smiled back, "Do you think we can share again?"

 Friends Again

That brief chance encounter led to the two friends being united once again. They met at Sarah's home to talk and make plans for the summer.

"We're eighteen now, legal for all guys!" Sarah had said. "Let's get ourselves some men!"

Sally wasn't sure where or how to do that. She'd always met her guys at school.

"We could check out bars," Sarah suggested.

"Don't' we have to be 21?" Sally replied.

"You only need to have an ID saying you're 21," Sarah told her, fishing around in her purse and pulling out a fake.

"I don't have one," Sally admitted.

Sarah was surprised. "You'll definitely need one at Stanford! I can put you in touch with someone."

Sally was reluctant and managed to put it off. "Can't we do something else?"

"There's the beach," Sarah replied. "I always get attention there. Lot's of guys hitting on me."

"But look at you," Sally said. "I don't think I have the equipment."

"Nonsense, you're female!"

"I'm not sure it shows."

Take off your clothes," Sarah demanded.

"What?"

"I want to see what we have to work with."

"It's pretty much the same as before," Sally admitted. She hadn't filled out at all since she was a freshman.

"Let's see anyway," Sarah said. "There must be some change."

Reluctantly, Sally undressed for her.

Sarah looked at the thin body exposed before her. She reached out and gently stroked the nipples on the egg-yolk breasts. They quickly rose at her touch, extending over half an inch and hard as a rock.

"Just like before," she admired. "If you could get those to stay erect under a thin, tight top only a few guys would notice the smaller foundation."

"You have to do something about this," she said, running her fingers through Sally's thick pubic hair. "That's grown. You used to be almost bald."

She thought a bit and then added, "I wonder if having the hair peeking out from a tight bottom would increase or decrease the interest," she wondered alloud and then remembered something, "As I recall ...." She reached between Sally's legs and felt her labia. "Yes, soft and big and fleshy. If you shaved you could get a nice cameltoe. That'd definitely get the guys."

"Shave?"

"Sure, everyone's doing it." Sarah boldly dropped her shorts to show her bald pussy lips.

"Isn't that hard to do?" Sally asked reaching out to feel. "It's not as smooth as it looks," she said.

"It is hard to get it real smooth and the stubble is back in a day or two."

"Don't the guys complain, I think it would scratch their cocks."

"Never had a complaint. They jump right at it, licking, sucking and sticking it in with only positive comments."

Sarah had an idea, "I can shave you. You'll see how easy it is."

"I don't know..."

"Come on, It'll help get the guys, I'm sure."

 Arousal

A little more persuasion and Sally found herself in Sarah's tub. Most of her pubic hair had been trimmed with scissors and now shaving cream was spread over her genitals. Sarah knelt naked between Sally's spread legs carefully wielding a razor. As Sarah stroked gently with the razor to avoid cuts, moving her fingers to hold one sexual part or another for ease in shaving, Sally felt sexual excitement rising in her. Meanwhile, as Sarah touched in places which had nothing to do with the shaving she felt her own sexual response.

Years ago the two girls had explored their sexuality with each other even to the point that Sally had wondered whether she might be a lesbian. The memories of their explorations were returning and by the time Sally was completely shaved they were both damp from more than the water in the tub.

As the water drained, Sarah reached out and squeezed Sally's hardened nipples. Then she moved in and began sucking at one, her tongue rotating around it. Meanwhile she reached down and insert one, then two fingers into Sally's vagina and began stroking in and out, with her thumb at Sally's clit.

Sally moved her head back in pleasure and reached out both hands to cup and then massage Sarah's amble breasts. She stroked Sarah's nipples with her thumbs and moved one foot to press against Sarah's crotch.

Shortly after the water had drained, Sarah pulled away, saying, "the bed's more comfortable."

They stepped out of the tub without another word. Sarah grabbed a towel and gently rubbed Sally dry. She took another towel and Sally silently took it from her and wiped Sarah dry. Holding each other around the waists they walked in silence to the bed and lay down, stroking each other's bodies.

After a few minutes of unbelievably relaxing pleasure Sarah turned to the side, opened the nightstand drawer and drew out a flesh-like, anatomically correct 10 inch dildo and a slightly smaller lavender vibrator. "Which do you want?" she said, holding them up for Sally to see.

Sally didn't hesitate. To be back with Sarah, pleasuring each other again with years of experience now available to her was the height of joy. She wanted to give Sarah as much pleasure as possible and quickly took the vibrator. "This will do perfectly." She repositioned herself with her head at Sarah's crotch and, spreading her legs, presented her own sexual organs to Sarah's gaze.

Sally moistened her fingers by dipping them into Sarah's damp vagina and began slowly and gently rubbing the hardened clit. Sarah began her ministrations by slowly kissing Sally's thighs, allowing her cheeks to brush lightly against Sally's swollen pussy lips.

Sarah sighed in pleasure and Sally once again dipped her fingers in the moist tunnel. This time she pushed inside for maximum wetness. Withdrawing her fingers she moistened the vibrator, turned it on and began moving it over Sarah's clit and then an inch or so inside her vagina.

Sarah was now licking at Sally's clit and Sally began rotating her hips to increase the sensation. Then she felt the dildo enter and quickly penetrate to its full length. She gasped from the unexpected suddenness. Sarah began stroking it rapidly, fully in and out while lapping intensely at Sally's clit.Sarah liked fast, strong, firm, penetrating strokes and that's what she was giving her friend.

But Sally liked it slow, at least she thought so, and had "trained" all her guys to take it slow. But Sarah's vigorous use of the dildo quickly brought her to the edge of orgasm. Sally forgot about pleasing Sarah and in the throes of pleasure simply jammed the vibrator all the way into Sarah's wet cunt holding it firmly in place as she rolled onto her back and thrust her hips into Sarah's palm forcing the dildo to penetrate her even more.

Sarah became immersed in Sally's passion, keeping her tongue at Sally's clit and continuing the fast tempo. She didn't let Sally's writhing body shake her away. Instead, it increased her own passion. She barely noticed the vibrator humming away deep inside her until the combination of its stimulation and Sally's passion sent a shock through her body. She gasped at the sudden sensation.

Sally's passionate frenzy began to subside and she noticed her friend's sudden muscular tightening. She quickly realized the significance and that she had not been attending to her duties. She began moving the vibrator inside Sarah's throbing vagina, pulling it almost out and doing her best to place the tip on the G-spot inside. Meanwhile she used her thumb to gently massage Sarah's clit.

Sarah responded! Her body reacted and she rotated her hips to increase the pleasure inducing pressures being administered at her crotch. "God, she knows what she's doing," Sarah thought.

As Sarah's physical reactions wound down Sally removed the vibrator and finished by lapping the sour, salty fluid that dripped from Sarah. "Yum!" she exclaimed loudly, turning her body to face Sarah, wiping her chin with her finger and inserting it into Sarah's mouth.

The two friends lay quietly, looking into each other's eyes. Both thought of the pleasure each had received at the other's hands. Both gently stroked the other's skin, softened by the sexual excitement they had experienced. "Friends forever," they each thought with a smile.

Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 02



Sally and Sarah

Sally Czarwitz, lay on Sarah's bed next to Sarah. They were both naked and faced each other while gently stroked each others body.

"That was great!" Sarah exclaimed.

"It's been a while," Sally replied.

Sally and Sarah had met in middle school through Sally's best friend, Warren. Sally had known Warren since infancy and he had been taken with Sarah in middle school and then his family had moved away. Sally and Sarah had stayed good friends through middle school and then drifted apart in high school as Sarah entered the social whirl of cheer leading and social activities. Sally had stuck to her studies and was involved in academic groups.

A chance meeting after the graduation ceremonies had brought the two old friends together again and they had met here in Sarah's home to discuss summer plans. One thing had led to another and they had brought each other to orgasm with the help of a dildo and vibrator Sarah kept in her nightstand.

As they were relaxing, Sally felt a softness moving along her legs from her feet to her thighs. "Well, hello 'Iva" she said as she saw the silver Persian rubbing against her. Sally had been with Sarah when she had purchased the pet and had suggested the name, "Lady Godiva." The cat continued to a position between the girl's breasts and lay there licking her paws with her soft tail flicking back and forth between the girls thighs. The girls moved their hands from their bodies and began petting the gently vibrating animal between them.

Sarah reminisced. "Remember that first time we went to the waterpark."

"What about it?"

Sally smiled broadly. "I remember how ill fitting that bikini of yours was."

"Well, I couldn't find anything that really fit."

"Well, it was SO loose around your hips, remember the wave pool."

"I'm not sure I'll ever forget."

"I remember running after your bikini bottoms and that guy picking them up," Sally laughed. "When I demanded he give them to me he ran out of the pool and told me I could have them if I'd come out of the pool."

Sally laughed too, "and you walked right out and took them. He had thought they were yours."

Sally then added, "And you lost your top on the 'Super Slide'."

"That was more embarrassing, I couldn't hide in the water and had to get out, covering my breasts with my hands while one of the attendants went to get my top. And there was that one jerk ..."

"Yeah, the one who yelled out, 'Why are you covering up, you've got nothing to hide'."

"I guess it was funny," Sally said with no conviction.

"No, that wasn't funny," Sarah told her. "I only brought this up because you really need to get a suit that fits and flatters. Especially if we're going to troll for men at the beach."

Sally was tall and thin everywhere with a long, thin face and a matching long, thin, hooked nose. Her mousy brown hair spread from her head in random curls and tangles. She had almost no waist, no butt and anorexic looking arms and legs. She had a couple of spongy fried eggs where her tits should be but the huge, hard nipples pushed out almost a half inch in the aftermath of the recent sexual activity. She allowed them to rub against the softness of the fur between them, "I've given up on flattery with this figure," she replied.

"Don't give up. There's a new place in the mall that advertises they can 'flatter any figure'. We should go there and see what they can do."

Summer Swim and Sun

The next day they met at the mall. Sally wore her usual loose fitting jeans and a loosely fitting T-shirt displaying differential equations and saying "What part of .... don't you understand?".

"Your outfit screams nerd," Sarah said when she saw her. "We should get you some decent clothes too."

Sarah was Sally's physical opposite. Short, with a cute face, small round nose and perfect, slightly curled, blond hair. Her body was maybe a bit on the chubby side but was a perfect hourglass. She had large, fully developed breasts, a slim waist, wide hips and a round butt. She dressed to display her assets to maximum effect: a loose fitting tank top that hung from her ample breasts to just above her navel and a pair of tight fitting shorts with a diagonal stripe pattern with the stripes angling down from both sides and meeting in the center to point at her crotch.

"They point to the parts you want the boys interested in," Sarah had told her friend. Not only that but when she sat down, spread her legs, and pushed back in the chair, she could get them to point at a nice, fleshy cameltoe. She walked confidently through the mall with Sally at her side checking out all the guys and looking to see which ones spent extra time watching at her.

She saw one pair of guys in their mid twenties dressed in jeans and dumpy sweatshirts following them until they turned into Summer Swim and Sun. The guys didn't turn in but she noticed that they stopped a bit away from the store and were watching her through the windows. She whispered to Sally, "There's two guys out there watching us."

"You mean watching you," Sally corrected. "I guarantee that there are more than two guys checking you out in that outfit."

"But they've been following us."

"Oh. Cute?"

"Not really. Kind of scruffy, but I bet they have cocks."

"I thought we were going to the beach to meet guys."

"Sally, you take 'em where you get 'em. You know that. You want cock or not?"

Both Sally and Sarah were nymphomaniacs and both knew it. In high school they each had a list of boys they would call for sex and both seldom went more than a couple of days without sex. Meeting guys, especially older men, now that they were 18 and out of high school was the priority in their summer planning.

"Sure. I guess. We going to forget about finding a swim suit?"

"No, keep them waiting. And we can use the opportunity to get them more interested."

Sarah approached a sales lady she seemed to know. "My friend here needs a suit that will emphasize her good points but not her flaws."

The lady looked Sally over. "I can't tell much in those clothes. Take off your jeans and shirt."

Sally hesitated. "Right here?"

"We can go behind the screen if you wish."

Sarah leaned in and whispered to Sally, "If you do it out here it'll give those guys a bit of a show."

Sally considered and decided that since she wouldn't be naked, it would be okay.

The sales lady looked at her and pushed against the loose fitting bra. Her finger met mostly air. then she pulled at the sides and front of Sally's loose hanging briefs. "I can't tell much from this. Go behind the screen and take these off.

Before Sarah could say anything Sally whispered to her, "I'm not giving them that much of a show."

Sally told the clerk, "I'm going to look around. Okay if I try some things on?" She went over to the window and began examining suits that weren't her style just because it gave her a chance to show off for the guys. Then she found one of the skimpiest bikinis she could find; selected one size too small and tried it on. She found a mirror near the window and made a show of examining herself while displaying herself for the guys. A couple of times she untied and retied the bikini top showing a bit of nipple as if trying to make it fit. She did the same with the bottom. Then she went back to take it off, untying on her way. If any of the clerks had noticed her immodesty, they didn't say anything.

Meanwhile, Sally was naked behind the screen with the sales lady.

"You have a nice thin body and could be a fashion model," she told her. "But if you want a sexy look you will need something to bring out those breasts and that butt. You have a nice, thin figure so a two piece will work great on you. Instead of a bikini top I think a sport top would work. For the bottom you need a stretch fabric. The sizes of anything else will just sag."

Sally was skeptical. "Buttering me up," she thought.

The sport tops the sales lady showed her were almost like tight tube tops and the bottoms like panties. They were all lycra or nylon or that new 'microfiber'.

The tops fit tightly and Sally thought they emphasized the flatness of her breasts. The sales lady responded to her concern, "No, look how they show that you have breasts. Loose things make it look like you have nothing. These show the curves. They say, 'I have breasts and I'm proud of them'."

Because the bottoms were a smooth stretchable fabric they fit her crotch and butt firmly. "I think you should get a size smaller," the sales lady said. "These are still a bit loose in the behind."

Sally felt at the bottom of her butt and could tell the cloth was loose there. "Will a smaller size fit my hips?" she asked.

"Well, they are stretch fabric. Let's see." The sales lady went to get a size smaller.

Sarah had returned from her display and looked at what Sally was wearing. "That will attract boys for sure." She rubbed Sally's nipples through the fabric. "Look how your nipples show too, guys will go nuts over that! Especially since you have such huge ones when they're erect."

The smaller bottoms fit like a glove. They were tight everywhere and still comfortable. Sally saw a flaw. "these don't come up high enough. I think my butt crack is showing. And here in the front my hip bones leave a gap. You can see almost down to my cunt"

"All the better," Sarah claimed.

"Maybe a high top, the sales lady said, ignoring Sarah's remark.

As she went to find something else, Sally told Sarah, "I feel like I'll be wearing underwear at the beach."

"And you think that won't get the boys interested?" Sarah replied. "They'll go bonkers over everything you just mentioned! You should go with this. Forget the high tops!"

"What about modesty? Won't this get me arrested?"

"Come on! As long as your cunt, butt and nipples are covered, you'll be okay. Your butt crack doesn't show any more than with the suits I wear. I have to pull them up once in a while but I like to let a little show now and again. You will be fine with this. Let's pick designs."

The sales lady had returned and suggested solid colors would be best for Sally.

They found three tops and three bottoms. Sarah insisted on light and bright colors. "The dark ones will hide what you're trying to reveal," she said.

The tops were white, florescent orange and florescent yellow. The bottoms were black, white and Sally ignored the sales lady's advice by recommending a pair with yellow, orange, blue and white stripes that spiraled down from the waist. They cost a bit more than Sally had wanted to pay but she felt satisfied, especially given Sarah's strong encouragement. Sarah was not given to false flattery when it came to her friends.



Fred and Joe

On the way out of the store, Sarah said, "Let's get some cocks to fuck."

Sally glanced furtively over at the men Sarah had talked about. They weren't as scruffy as she had thought. Neither was a "prize", but one was a bit handsome due to his unshaved look. The other was thin and a bit unkempt, but not ugly. They were pretending to talk to each other as the girls emerged from the store.

"Who gets which one?" Sally whispered.

"Let's get them naked first and then decide, we can let each fuck us both, or maybe they have a preference."

Sarah looked directly at them. They noticed her stare and obviously redirected their eyes. She walked over to them, bold as brass. Sally followed. "Hello, boys," Sarah said. "Were you guys checking us out?"

They looked embarrassed. The better looking one said "uhh, No." The other said, "Well, maybe."

Sally got right to the point, " 'Well, maybe?' Maybe this is your lucky day. We think you're cute and we like cute guys checking us out, right Sally?"

"Right," Sally managed to get out.

Sarah struck a pose, "If you like what you see, we can show you more. Are you interested?"

"Uhh yeah!" the guy who had said 'no' stammered out.

"Well, if you will show us enough of yourselves and we like what we see, fucking may be involved," Sarah said. "How does that sound?"

"Real good," the man who had said 'no' responded without hesitation.

"Great" the other said after a brief delay.

Their names were Fred and Joe. Fred was the better looking one. They told the girls that they were 26 and 24, an auto mechanic and a theater manager.

In fact, Fred was 23 and a "gopher" at a repair shop. He cleaned up spills and brought things out of the back for the mechanics. The closest he got to actual automobiles at work was to drive to auto parts stores and junkyards to pick up parts that weren't in stock. If he brought back the wrong part he would have to return it and was docked for the time and mileage. His pay had a lot of deductions!

Joe was really 21 and just a worker at the local multiplex. His management responsibilities included managing to get the trash cans emptied without spilling contents and managing to clean out auditoriums without leaving behind any popcorn containers. The actual theater manager wouldn't even let Joe behind the concession stand where he might have to handle actual money and the popcorn machine without losing count or getting burned.

Fred had the day off and had convinced Joe to call in sick. "Sick of work" he liked to say. Joe had used up his sick days and so was without pay for the day. It hadn't mattered that he missed work during the fall and winter but school was out now, the multiplex was busy every day and they needed every hand so Joe would soon be without a job.

Sally and Sarah wouldn't have cared if they had known the facts. They just wanted hard, warm cocks attached to bodies that could use them. Fred and Joe had the cocks and the bodies but were sexually inexperienced and barely capable of using their genitals effectively in the manner Sally and Sarah were used to. Sarah drove them to a nearby "by the hour" but clean motel and insisted that they pay for the room.

In the room Sarah began by saying, "You first, boys."

"First?" Joe asked.

"Yes, first," Sarah said. "You strip and if we like what we see then we strip too."

"If you like what you see?" Fred asked.

"Sure, you guys better have a cock and balls to match. We like our cocks stiff. They don't need to be big."

"I want to taste them first," Sally said on impulse. She was anxious to see what they had inside their pants, being a phallophilic.

"Taste what?" Fred asked as he rapidly shed his pants. The pink tip of his circumcised rock hard, thin, average length cock popped through the fly of his boxers.

Sally didn't wait, replying, "Your cocks of course". She pulled the briefs down and held the thin, circumsized cock for examination. "You'll do," she said after licking it thoroughly. It was salty with perspiration but otherwise unremarkable. Sally wasn't that interested in the flavor, just in being able to touch any male organ with her hands and tongue and lips

Joe undressed reluctantly and shyly. He wasn't used to exposing himself in front of girls. His sexual experience was limited to a couple of trysts in the darkness of an unused theater auditorium. He hadn't even undressed beyond letting his trousers fall to his ankles and letting the girl (a pimply theater worker who had approached him) pull the waistband of his briefs just past his balls.

Finally he pulled his dingy, worn cotton briefs past his genitals, exposing a limp, pink worm resting on the pillows of his testicles.

Sally smiled. She had enough experience with shy guys to know the last thing to do if she wanted an internal massage was to laugh or insult. "Joe, You're not ready for us," she said sweetly and bent down. She examined the limp, two inch long, inch thick, uncircumsised penis. It was rare that she would see one in its "natural", pre-coital state. The foreskin pursed together at the tip and extended out almost a quarter of an inch.

Sally reached out with her right hand and cradled his large balls, feeing the way they gently rotated inside their sack. The worm jerked slightly in excitement. She moved her hand to the base of his cock and, wrapping her thumb and forefinger around it slid them firmly but gently up the limp shaft until she felt the foreskin begin to slip over the hardening shaft. She grasped the foreskin tightly and pulled it over the tip as far as she could. Over a half inch of skin now formed a closed tube at the tip and she pinched it tightly with her left hand. The expanding shaft pushed hard at her finger tips and she looked up at Joe, smiled and laughed lightly.

Joe had never had a girl play with his cock and looking at Sally's smiling face and hearing her laugh of pleasure as she teased him he knew that he was in love. His organ responded.

Sally was an expert in getting guys to fall in "lust" with her and she continued to work on the expanding cock. As it became clear that she would no longer be able to hold back the hardening shaft, she released her grasp on the tip and wrapped her thumb and forefinger around the foreskin. She pulled it down, rolling it over the stiff shaft to expose a red tip covered with strands of what looked like cotton.There was a slight odor of unwashed feet.

Sally carefully removed the strands. She found the sight and odor attractive, having encountered it before. She knew it showed a guy whose cock didn't get much exercise and who was unschooled in the better habits of genital hygiene. It reminded her of her earlier sexual experiences with unexperienced boys. Even now she would often suck the toes and smell the feet of her partners because of the thrill it gave her. But she'd much rather suck an inexperienced cock than any toes so she wrapped her mouth around the seven inch, fully hardened penis. Using her lips to keep the foreskin rolled down over the shaft she licked the exposed tip clean.

She released it. "Yum!"she said with meaning. "There, that's better and you taste fine." The flavor had met her expectations, musty, reminding her of toes and her first sexual experiences. "Do you want to try him out Sarah?"

She carefully rolled the foreskin back into place. The entire reddened tip was now exposed with the foreskin nestled in its base. She was ready to feel the cock inside her. She debated not using a condom so she could feel the foreskin rolling back and forth over the shaft inside her. She could tell that Fred was the dominant member of the pair and knew that the dominant member always picked Sarah, the the cuter, curvier one so she fully expected to have Joe.

Sarah just wanted to get to the business of fucking. She quickly licked Joe's cock and then gave Fred a perfuntory suck. "You both meet my approval," she said and pulled off her shirt.

Sarah was anked in a flash but Sally knew how to get guys excited despite her minimal assetts and undressed slowly to Sarah's frustration. The guys were frustrated too and began stroking their cocks. Sarah helped Fred out with his. When Sally was naked she turned in front of the two men and then the two girls sat side by side on the bed with their legs spread showing their cunts.

Sarah reached down and spread her pussy lips. "Do you like what you see?" she asked.

"Sure," they stammered.

"Each of you can have one of us," Sarah told them. "You can trade off if you want."

To Sally's surprise and disappointment Fred came right to her and began stroking her labia, leaving Joe and his uncircumsised cock to Sarah. Fred was turned on by thin women without breasts. Possibly due to times spent in the basement of a neighbors house playing strip poker with a group of neighborhood boys and girls when he was nine. In his mind those pre-nubile girls still represented the perfect female form. Sally's shaved pussy increased his excitement.

"You like that do you?" Sally said pulling her legs up and spreading them wider so he could get a good look and feel. "You can push your fingers up my cunt if you want." He did so, rather clumsily. "Is it wet and slippery inside?" she asked innocently, "that's so your cock will go in easily."




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 02



Meanwhile Joe approached Sarah hesitantly. As he came close, Sarah grabbed his head and buried his face in her crotch. He began licking away and then moved his hands to her breasts and massaged them vigorously. Sarah threw her head back, enjoying the sensation. She liked it rough.

"Do we fuck now?" Fred asked Sally. Foreplay wasn't in his repertoire.

This made Sally realize how unskilled he was as a lover. She had meticulously trained all the guys she had regular sex with to please her. She decided it wouldn't be worth the effort with a one time stand. But she could at least do something to get some pleasure out of it. And there was one other item that needed to be taken care of before she could let him fuck her.

"Do you have a condom?" she asked loudly to be sure Sarah and Joe would hear.

"Uhh, no," Fred replied. He never expected to actually pick up a girl. His sexual experiences consisted exclusively of a few cases when one of the mechanics at work had seduced one woman of a pair and needed someone to handle the friend. The mechanic had always tossed him a condom. The fact that those girls had been less endowed had strengthened his view of the ideal woman.

"There are some in my purse," Sarah gasped out. Joe was doing a good job pleasuring her. She was easier to excite than Sally and technique wasn't an issue with her.

Sally looked over and realized Sarah wasn't about to get up to get condoms so she asked Fred to retrieve the purse. While she rummaged around inside she told him to "suck my twat, and massage my tits like Joe is doing." She had decided that the visible demonstration next to them in the bed was the most expedient way of getting Fred to do something other than finger her labia.

Fred looked over at Joe and began licking Sally's labia and fondling her nipples. They hardened and rose in response a full half inch from the insubstantial breasts. He began touching them and rolling them between his fingers. Sally located the condoms and tossed one next to Sally. She held one to put on Fred when she was ready.

"Fred, you are doing great with my tits but do you know what a clitoris is?" she asked trying to say it in a way that didn't impute his technique..

He pulled his face out of her twat. "A clit? It's a cunt, a vagina.Yours is nice," he smiled.

She suppressed a sigh. "Not exactly, I'll show you. Move your head out of my crotch for a minute." She spread her pussy lips. "These folds of skin you seem to like so much are my 'minor labia'. Here at the front where they meet is a little button of skin. See how it's hard." He felt it. "That little thing is my 'clit'. In a way it's like your cock. Even though it's much smaller, its the place where girls get the most sexual pleasure. I need you to finger and lick it while you are sucking me. It's best if you move your fingers around inside my vagina while you lick my clit and stroke my tits with your other hand." Then she realized that his lack of sexual knowledge might need more explanation. She used language she hoped he'd understand, "My vagina is my fuck hole," she told him as gently as possible.

He figured it out quickly. His clitoral ministrations quickly made her feel ready. "Oh, Fred, that's what I mean! that's what I need!"



Fucking

Sally felt the bed shaking back and forth. A glance to the side revealed Joe furiously fucking Sarah. Sarah had a pillow under her hips with her feet at the edge of the bed. He was kneeling at the side of the bed with his cock furiously ramming in and out of her cunt. She had her eyes closed and was breathing deeply. The sight made Sally jealous. She imagined the uncircumsised cock ramming in and out of her and she felt a shiver of orgasm in her belly.

"Okay, Fred, you can fuck me now!" she said. He pulled his head away from her crotch. "You need to keep massaging my tits like you have been doing, she told him as she moved her body on the bed so he could get between her legs. As he rose, she ripped open the condom and quickly rolled it over his erection.

He had a little difficulty positioning himself due to the bouncing caused by the activity next to them on the bed but finally managed to position his cock at her vaginal entrance. She raised her legs and hips and he drove it in. She was wet from her jealousy and it slipped all the way in. She gasped at the sudden entry.

The bouncing bed made it easiest for the couples to move in unison except that as Joe thrust in, Fred pulled out and as Fred thrust in Joe pulled out. The girls alternated moans, Sally in a higher pitch, with the inward thrusts and the guys grunted after each moan as their cock reached maximum penetration. meanwhile the bed squeaked and clanked to the same rhythm, its old springs objecting to the strain.

Eee! Squeak! Ugh! Aaa! Clang! Rrrr! Eee! Squeak! Ugh! Aaa! Clang! Rrrr! Eee! Squeak! Ugh! Aaa! Clang! Rrrr! Eee! Squeak! Ugh! Aaa! Clang! Rrrr! ... The girls looked at each other, smiled and began to laugh. Each laughed in a slightly higher tone on the inward thrusts. Heeeee! Squeak! Ugh! Haaaaa! Clang! Rrrr! Heeeee! Squeak! Ugh! Haaaaa! Clang! Rrrr! Heeeee! Squeak! Ugh! Haaaaa! Clang! Rrrr! ... The girls laughed all the more.

Joe suddenly stopped his thrusts, embedded his cock deep in Sarah and let out a scream as he climaxed. The girls laughed even louder.

Sally's convulsions from her laughter brought Fred over the edge. He made a kind of chocking sound as his cock emptied. The girls laughing subsided to a sort of giggling and they held hands as the two guys stood gasping, thier hips rammed between the girl's legs.

As the gasping died down Sarah pulled away from Joe, grabbed him by the cock, keeping the condom in place, and silently led him to the bath. She gestured to Sally to follow.

Sally was enjoying the feeling of Fred's cock inside her but followed suit, pulling away, letting his limp cock fall out and taking him into the bathroom.

Sarah had started the shower and directed Joe inside after taking off his condom and flushing it. She got in with him and motioned Sally to come in with them.

Sally removed Fred's condom and sucked it dry. Fred's semen had a strong "semen" flavor, she knew of no other way to describe it, and was very astringent. She loved the taste! She could see why many girls wouldn't like it, but the taste excited her. She assumed that was due to knowing from where it had come.

The tub wasn't large and the four bodies were in constant contact. Sarah had brought in a couple of the small bars of motel soap and handed one to Sally. The girls lathered up the guys' cocks. This time Sally did Joe and Sarah did Fred. They brought them to climax again. Sally caught as much of Joe's semen as she could in her mouth and was disappointed by the way the soap disguised the flavor but could tell it had a slight flavor of mildew like his cock. Sally let Fred's land on her breasts and then rubbed his cock over them.

The girls handed the soap to the guys and they spent time cleaning the girls breasts and genitals. Neither girl had climaxed in the bed, nor did they climax in the shower.

After drying off and dressing Sally held Joe back on the way to the car. "Can I have you number?" she asked, "I may want to fuck."

"Sure!" Joe exclaimed. "Can I have yours?"

"Here's the way it works with me," Sally told him politely. "I call you and invite you. I'm sorry, but I don't let guys call me," she fibbed. It was only a small lie. She had that rule for most guys but let a few of the guys she especially liked to have sex with call her.

After dropping the guys off at the mall, on the drive home Sarah said, "Well, that was fun."

"Yes," Sally agreed, "But an orgasm would have been nice."

"Well, yeah but, 'Eee! Squeak! Ugh! Aaa! Clang! Rrrr! Eee! Squeak! Ugh! Aaa! Clang! Rrrr!'." Sarah did her best to emulate the rhythm of the days lovemaking.

Sally laughed and Sarah drove to her home where they could give each other the orgasm they had missed.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 03



Sarah's Mom

Sally and Sarah relaxed naked on Sarah's bed with Sarah's Persian cat, Lady Godiva, between them. They stroked the cat's soft hair as it purred and flicked its tail from one girl to the other. Their skin was warm and flush from recent orgasm. They had just finished bringing one another off for the second time in as many days.

The girls heard the front door being opened and then closed. "Sarah dear, are you home?" It was Sarah's mom home from work. She suspected Sarah was home because her car was parked in front. There was always the possibility that she was out with friends in one of their cars.

"I'm here, Mom, in my room," Sarah shouted out.

"Maybe I should be leaving," Sally whispered.

"No, stay," Sarah whispered back and then shouted out, "Sally's here too."

"Sally?" her mom shouted back. "Do I know a Sally?"

Sally and Sarah had been friends throughout middle school but had separated in high school. Sarah was blond, cute and well built. She had been a cheerleader and socially active. Sally was thin as a board with a long, thin face, long thin nose and mousy brown, flyaway hair. They had encountered each other at graduation and gotten back together. They shared common interests, most particularly an interest in sex.

"Sally Czarwitz," Sarah shouted back. "You remember Sally."

There was silence and then after a few seconds the door to the room flew open, "Sally! I haven't, ..." there was a pause as the smile on Sarah's mother's face turned to an expression of surprise and then embarrassment. "... seen you for so long," she concluded in a quieter tone.

She composed herself quickly and instead of leaving sat at the foot of the bed and began stroking her daughters' feet. "Is it hot in here?" she asked in feigned innocence.

"I am a bit warm," Sally responded in an attempt to cover up her embarrassment. "It's nice to see you again Mrs. Malone."

"It's been a long time, Sally. It's nice to see you again. What have you girls been doing?"

Sarah's mom knew that Sarah was sexually very active. In fact she had first found her playing naked with a neighbor boy when she was in grade school and they weren't just "playing doctor," examining each other. Helen Malone was herself sexually active. Mr Malone was her fourth husband and Sarah's father had been her second. Her current marriage had lasted over 10 years partly because she and Mr Malone engaged in swinging and were relaxed about sex partners outside of marriage. The swinging lifestyle had broken up her previous marriage because she wanted to do it and husband number three was consumed with jealousy. Marriages one and two had also failed because she couldn't stay away from other men.

So although Sarah's sexual activity wasn't encouraged, it was accepted and never limited. Sarah was fully aware of what her parents did on weekends and Mrs. Malone's dearest hope, now that Sarah was 18, was that she would ask to come to one of the swingers' parties and bring along some young stud. She would never ask Sarah to do it so she waited patiently for the request.

"We've been shopping for swimsuits for Sally," Sarah told her mother. "Show her Sally."

Sally got up and picked up the bag from "Summer Swim and Sun" where they had shopped. She took out the three tops and three skimpy bottoms all made of a lycra stretch fabric.

"Those are darling," Mrs Malone said. "And small! Going to attract the boys!" She had always liked Sally and was glad to see the two girls together again but that didn't stop her from looking at the flat chested, chisel faced, frowzy haired, rail of a girl and thinking to herself, "Poor Sally, she needs all the help she can get."

"Men!" Sarah corrected her mother, "not boys."

"Oh. yes, men," for some reason Sarah's insistence on that noun made her concerned. She trusted Sarah to handle "boys" but "men" opened up a whole category of undesirables. She wondered what she could say or do to help her daughter avoid some stupid choices. "God," she thought, "I made plenty of them."

"Try them on," Sarah insisted. "Let's pick what you'll wear to the beach tomorrow!"

Mrs Malone got up, "It was good seeing you Sally. I hope we'll see more of you."

"Not much more of her to see." Sarah joked. "You can stay, Mom. I'm sure Sally would like your opinion."

Sally wasn't used to parents commenting on her clothing. In fact she dreaded when her parents did it. Their tastes didn't fit hers at all. And if it was a sexy outfit or a tight, skimpy swimsuit like these she knew the comments would be overwhelmingly negative. No way would her parents see her in these. She'd wear something over the suit at home or change at the beach. Despite her feelings she said, "Sure, Mrs. Malone, stay."

But Mrs. Malone left. She looked back at her naked daughter now standing next to the bed, remembered when she had a killer body like that, and wished she were 18 again. "She'd have more cocks than she could handle if she came to one of our parties," she speculated. "And if she'd bring a guy with a body to match hers..." she licked her lips in anticipation and desire.

Sarah's Dad

The tops were white, florescent orange and florescent yellow. The bottoms were black, white and multi-colored with yellow, orange, blue and white stripes that spiraled down from the waist.

"Do white and white first," Sarah suggested.

Sally pulled on the tight, white, very short tube top and then the similarly tight bottoms.

"Ohh!" Sarah exclaimed, "I think I can see the darkness of your nipples and a hint of a slit! Those will do well. Let's get them wet." She pulled Sally to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Pulling the bottoms up as far as they would go she motioned toward the shower.

Sally got in and emerged soaked.

Ahh, that's what I mean," Sarah motioned Sally to the full length mirror on the bathroom door.

Sally's nipples had hardened unter the spray and plainly stood out over a quarter inch under the smooth fabric. A hint of her dark aureoles was also apparent. At her crotch, the bottoms nestled around her substantial labia and exposed a slight indentation in the middle where the darkess of her slit was visible as a gray line.

"I'll be arrested!" she said, "if I wear this in public."

"No you won't," Sarah insisted. She changed the subject, "I like your hair wet. It's not so 'flyaway'."

Sally looked in the mirror. Her unmaageable hair now lay flat against her head framing her face perfectly. She kept it short to avoid looking like her head had exploded and now it reached barely to her chin on the sides. "I think you're right. But how do I keep it that way."

Sarah ran out and returned with some of her father's hair gel, "try this." she said.

Sally put some on. Now she would have to wait for the hair to dry to see if it made a difference. She followed Sally into her parents bedroom and bath to replace the gel. On the way out they encountered Sarah's father.

Sarah was still totally naked and Sarah had just removed the top.

Sarah just said, "Hi, Dad. You remember Sally?"

Sally wasn't sure what to do. Her first instinct was to cover-up with her arms but Sarah's calm demenor caused her to stand with her hands at her sides. "Er, hi, Mr. Malone," she mumbled.

He didn't remember Sally and the sight of his naked stepdaughter always unnerved him, she was so beautiful, and she had a tendency to wander around nude, and she had shaved her genitals, and there was the way she always posed so nonchalantly. He knew his wife's fantasy to have Sarah come to one of the swinger parties with a buff boyfriend and he always wondered if it would be okay to fuck her in that environment. "Maybe in one of the really dark rooms or in a game where she wouldn't know it was him. Now that her friends were of age maybe one of them would come along." He shook off the fantasies and looked at the girl with Sarah. She looked only vaguely familiar but he said, "sure! Hello Sally."

Most of Sarah's friends were real lookers but never walked around almost naked. He first noticed her huge, hard nipples but no breasts. His glance travelled down the flat, thin body to her crotch and his cock stiffened at the glimpse of her genitals under the smooth, thin fabric. "The gap between her legs provides good access," he thought. She had almost anorexic, but not bony, arms and legs. Finally he looked at her face. he liked large noses and thought her face was reasonably attractive, especially the way her hair clung to her cheeks and framed her face.

He liked the feelings generated in his body from having these naked and near naked young women standing with him so he attempted conversation to keep them around, "So what are you young ladies up to?"

"Sally's trying on her new swinsuits," Sarah told him. "Show him Sally," .

Sally held up the top, conscious of the way Mr Malone was examining her.

"No, put it on, silly," Sarah said with a laugh.

Sally, pulled the tight top over her head and down over her breasts.

"Turn around," Sarah requested and Sally obliged. "What do you think, Daddy? will the guys like her in it?"

"The exciting big nipples aren't as prominent under the fabric but none of this girl's assets are much disguised," he thought. He replied, "Yes, yes! I think the guys will like her in it."

"I think you like her in it, daddy!" she giggled and directed Sally's gaze to his crotch where his expanding penis was tenting his trousers. She didn't realize that the "tent" was due more to her own nakedness and subtle flirting than to Sally's swimwear.

Sally felt her face reddening. "Let's go try on the others," she said in order to get to a more comfortable environment. "Goodby Mr. Malone."

Back in Sarah's room Sarah smiled and said, "Daddy likes to check out my friends and chat them up."

Sally responded, "I think he was checking you out too."

"Yeah, he's cute that way. I know he wants me but he wouldn't risk his marriage over it. He gets plenty anyway."

"Plenty?"

"Yeah, he and mom go to parties where they have group sex."

Sally didn't know how to respond to that. "Which suit next?"

"Try orange with the stripes."

The Beach

The next day, the girls were at the beach. The striped and black bottoms didn't show Sally's slit and the orange top hid her aureoles but Sarah had convinced her to wear the white. Sally brought the orange top and stripped bottom to change into if the white proved too revealing.

Sarah wore a bright colored, tight fitting, very small bikini. Her breasts poked out on all sides and the bottoms just barely covered her butt crack. She pulled them tight around her crotch so they hugged her major labia and revealed a faint hint of her slit.so it looked like she had two small foam rubber cushions between her legs.

Sally felt different as soon as she stepped onto the beach. She could tell the guys were staring at her almost as much as at Sarah. One older guy came over and started making small talk. He made them feel creepy so they lost him. Sally was amazed. It seemed as if he had come to her rather than Sarah.

They put down their beach towels and spent some time applying sunblock to each others backs and then to themselves. Sally looked around wondering if any guys would volunteer to help. She thought a few were watching and debating but none came over.

At Sarah's urging, Sally went into the water while Sarah remained behind and lay on her stomach to sunbathe with her bikini top untied.

Sally made sure her suit was completely wet and then walked out of the water. She could tell that she was getting a lot of attention. She noticed a cute guy watching her and following her toward the beach towels. She remembered how Sarah had been bold and straighforward with a couple of guys at the mall and they ended up fucking. She turned around, walked close to him and then past him. Then she turned suddenly. He was behind her. Medium height, slim, well built with a surfer's bleached hair and tan.

She walked right up to him and said, "You're watching me, aren't you?"

He stammered out an almost guilty, "Yes."

"Good," She said. "I've been watching you too. I think you're kind of cute. Want to do something together?" "Uhh, okay, what do you have in mind?"

Sally could tell by the way he looked her up and down, mostly down, that what he had in mind was exactly what she wanted. A little teasing and fore-foreplay would make her experience all the better. She took him by the hand, pulled his arm around her back at the waist and rested his hand on her abdomen at the edge of her bikini bottoms. Then she pushed it an inch inside.

She led him toward the beach towel and he slowly moved his hand further inside the bikini. She felt it touch the top of her slit. She grasped his hand and gently pulled it out. "Geting a bit bold!" she excalimed, turned and gave him a kiss, full on the mouth. Meanwhile she allowed her hand to brush against his swollen penis.

He looked at her in astonishment. She smiled back and kissed him again this time holding her hand against his cock. She grasped on of his hands and moved it to her butt pushing her body against his and making sure his cock was trapped between them. He got the hint and pulled her closer. He started to push his hand down the back of her suit bottom. She pulled it out. "People can see what you are doing back there," she whispered in his ear. "Remember we're in public. You can touch me anywhere as long as it's not noticable to others and not too intimate."

She turned with her back to him and, contradicting her words, placed his hand at the gap between her hip bones and tummy where the suit bottom didn't quite touch her skin.. "Ohh!" she said involuntarily. A shiver had run down to her genitals as soon as his hand touched. She leaned back and whispered, "That feels fabulous right there but don't push in."

He didn't obey. She knew he wouldn't. She smiled and restrained her genital shivers as he put his fingers into the top of her suit bottom next to her genitals. His light touches along with her thoughts of impending penile contact threatened to bring her to orgasm. "I think you better stop," she whispered as they came to Sarah, "that's just too arousing for me to handle in public."

Sarah was talking to two guys in their mid twenties. More accurately they were talking to her and she was making minimal responses, just enough to keep them interested but not indicating any specific interest on her part.

"Hi, Sarah," Sally interrupted.

Sarah looked up, "Sally!" She noticed the guy with Sally, his hand firmly on her butt. "Who's this?"

Sally hadn't even gotten his name so she looked over at him.

"Jason," he responded extending his hand in greeting.

In a move she had practiced in front of the mirror at home many times she lifted up on one arm just enough to expose her breasts and nipples to Jason and no one else. She extended the other arm limply for him to take, "Pleased to meet you, Jason."

Sally immediately interrupted. Jason was hers and was going to stay hers, at least for now. Sarah could have one, or both of the other guys. "We're going back into the water," she said on impulse.

"This is Sally, I was telling you about her," Sarah said to the guys.

"Hi, Sally," they said in unison and Sally realized that Sarah intended one of these guys for her. She felt guilty at her jealousy over Jason. They had always shared.

"Hi," she said and then in a comment directed mostly to Sarah added, "sorry to greet and leave. We'll be back in a bit."

Sarah gestured to Sally to bring her head down to her and whispered with a smile, "have a good time."

Sally led Jason into the water. When the first waist deep wave hit she deftly lowered her bikini bottoms as if the wave had pulled them down and turned to expose herself to Jason. She feigned embarrassment and pulled up the bottoms. She did the same with the top as a neck deep wave hit.

The she leaned into him and began stroking his cock under the water. It hardened immediately. "maybe 7 inches," she thought, "perfect!" It didn't take much of her massaging his cock and balls for him to get the idea. He pushed his hand down the front of her bottoms and began fingering her clit and labia. He knew what he was doing and pushed a finger up her vagina, quickly locating her G-spot and massaging it while still working her clit with his thumb.

She gasped and her body shook as an orgasm hit. "Do you know any place we can fuck?" she asked.

Jason's Van

"Sure!" he said. "I have a van. There's plenty of space in the back and curtains for the windows."

He had to pull out two surfboards and the van was barely adequate for the purpose. It was carpeted but the surface was hard. There was room for her to lay with her legs up but no room to stretch out.

Once inside they knelt facing each other and she stripped off her top. He had stepped out of his swim trunks as he stepped inside. His cock was rock hard from the foreplay and his anticipation. She saw it was uncircumcised, the anticipated seven inches long, a bit on the slim side and curved slightly upward. The tip was like an arrow head, small at the tip and flaring out to its base with a substantial edge where the end of his foreskin rested. His scrotum was compressed and hard with his balls pulled fully into their abdominal pocket.

Whatever the details, male genitals never failed to excite Sally. She fondled his gently while he caressed her flat breasts and kissed them, first gently, then with some force. He twisted her large hard nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and finally sucked on them, pulling them into his mouth like he was a suckling infant.

He reached behind her and pulled her bikini bottoms over her butt. She was sitting on her heels and rose slightly so he could pull them down her thighs to her knees. She had to release her hold on his organ and pull the bottoms to her feet and off. She spread her thighs and he resumed massaging her vulva that he had left off when they emerged from the water.

She tried to lower her head to blow him but there just wasn't enough room to lower her head between their bodies. She struggled to the side and directed him to lay flat. His legs were folded against the van door and his head rested on the front seats. She managed to straddle him, kneeling with her crotch at his face and dove ointo his crotch taking the full seven inches into her mouth and stroking around it with her tongue. He had to lift her hips slightly in order to get his mouth on her vulva and began expertly using his tongue and lips.

She was also doing a good job on his cock! "You need to stop or I'll cum right now," he told her.

She pulled away, "Condom?"

They had to manipulate their bodies like a Chinese puzzle, parts rubbing against parts in a complex choreography until he could reach into his glove compartment. He turned back to her and once again they knelt face to face.

She took the condom from him and looked down. "You need to be refreshed," she said. Despite the rubbing of their naked bodies his concentration on the goal of obtaining a condom had caused him to lose his erection.

"I'll need to start all over," she said with a smile and a tone that indicated she relished the thought. She began gently massaging the limp shaft with one hand and his substantial two ball sack with the other. Meanwhile he resumed fingering her vulva and G-spot. The tip of his penis quickly emerged from its hiding place in his foreskin and his testicles pulled into their internal pockets.

Sally gently unrolled the condom over the hardening shaft. Her analytical mind tried to determine how the activity she anticipated would be accomplished in the limited space. Missionary would be difficult to the point of impossibility. No matter how she positioned herself there would never be enough room for him to get between her legs. "Surely he's done this before and knows a technique," she thought.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 03



He did. Sitting positions were possible but penetration was minimal in the cramped quarters. There were two possibilities he liked. One involved lying side by side but he chose the one he liked best. He lay on his back like he had done for "69". His cock pointed straight up. She knew what to do and quicklyly straddled him. As she sat on his pole her back rested comfortably against his thighs.

There wasn't much leverage for her to move up and down but she could easily move back and forth and side to side. Her clit rubbed against his pubic hair and the stiff shaft pushed against all sides of her vagina. Meanwhile he massaged her huge nipples vigorously.

He put his hands under her butt and placing his elbows on the floor for leverage helped her move up and down, his cock slipping in and out. He also arched his back causing her to be penetrated at slightly different angles. The sensations inside her changed with each passing second.

He pulled her toward himself. She felt her back strain and he pulled himself forward to kiss her, his tongue invaded her mouth.

She continued to twist her body over the shaft embedded in her vagina.

Leaning forward was uncomfortable and her back hurt. The kiss was nice but not worth the pain. She pulled away. "I prefer to sit like this," she told him. She was used to telling her partners how best to please her and wasn't shy about it. "I like when you hold my butt and move me up and down. I'll handle the horizontal motions." She smiled broadly.

He didn't need much coaching. He began with slow movements and increased the tempo as she increased her rotations. They moaned and groaned in delight. The thrilling feeling of a rising orgasm rose in them both. She clenched her thighs to hold the orgasm back and he suddenly stopped his movement and held her tightly so she couldn't move.

She wondered what he was doing and looked at the huge smile on his face. He began to move her very slowly. It was clear what he was doing. He was working to prolong the feeling of impending orgasm. "Did he sense I was about to cum?" she thought. "Or was he about to cum at coincidentally the same time?" Regardless, the technique worked, feelings of "almost orgasm" filled her body and just as she was about to cum he would stop again. He was clearly sensitive to the signs of her orgasm, the tightening of her thighs and the slight, sudden intake of breath.

Then, without warning, just as he had stopped in order to hold her back from the brink he began to furiously move her up and down and actually managed to lift his hips to thrust deep inside. He grunted and it was clear that he was cumming, she immediately followed suit. Her thighs and abdomen quivered in pleasure. "Oh my God!" she yelled at the suddenness after the extended delay.

As soon as he recognized her orgasm he began thrusting even deeper, rapidly moving her hips up and down on his spent, but still stiff shaft. She screamed in delight, unbearable pleasure tearing through her vagina with each thrust. He, himself could barely stand the pleasure in his sensitized cock, but he knew how to get and give pleasure. He didn't stop until her screams subsided.

They relaxed in silence, except for their heavy breathing. He on his back, she lying against his thighs. He massaged her breasts allowing her half inch long, hardened nipples to roll between his fingers. She leaned her head back, enjoying the sensation."This guy is as good as any of the guys I've taught," she thought. She had thoroughly and laboriously trained the many guys she fucked to give her maximum pleasure.

"God, you're good!" she said aloud.

"Not so bad yourself," he returned the compliment. He had a tendency to select less attractive women. They were usually more desperate and easy to seduce. But this one had surprised him. She had exposed herself and gone right for his cock. Then she asked him to fuck, no seduction needed. And she knew what she was doing and did it with no direction. She even told him what to do! Not the sexually inexperienced, even virginal, girl he was expecting. He wondered what she would be like in a real bed with room to spread out and try anything.

Sally's legs began to hurt from being folded in the cramped space so she rose and let the limp cock slide out. She pulled off the condom and drained it into her mouth. Once again, Jason was surprised at the unexpected action, she was clearly more experienced than he had anticipated.

The thick, slippery semen slid down her throaty as she savored the flavor: slightly bitter with a hint of what? Smoke? No, marijuana!

She surprised him again by asking, "Can I have your number, maybe we can do this again. Fuck, I mean. Next time I want more space."

"Sure." He managed to fish a pen and a scrap of envelope from the front of the van. She gave him her number too.

When Sally returned to Sarah she was surprised to see the two guys were still there.

Sarah greeted her, "Hi, This is Damon and Rick. They've invited us to their apartment to watch a video. Want to come?"

Sally didn't hesitate. She was insatiable and was sure more than watching a video was involved. She hoped no video watching would be involved at all. "Sure!"



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 04



Sarah at the Beach

Sarah was lying face down on her beach towel with her bikini top untied in back. She had untied the top to attract guys, not to get a more even tan. She wasn't here for a tan. She was here with her friend, Sally, to pick up guys to fuck.

Sally had just left with some guy she had picked up down at the water. Sally was plain with little figure and Sarah had helped her pick out some suits to emphasize her minimal assets. She had convinced her to wear one that showed her nipples and slit ever so slightly when wet. It had apparently worked. Sarah hoped she was getting a good workout.

Sarah wiggled her ass in anticipation of her own vaginal exercise and spread her legs to set the bait. She felt the ocean breeze caressing her dampening crotch and visualized how the dampness might reveal just a hint of her genitals.

She became aware of a couple of guys standing several yards away. They were making frequent glances in her direction while talking to each other. From the furtive glances she was sure they were talking about her. She smiled and turned over, holding her top to her breasts while making sure that one nipple was clearly visible to the guys. She watched them out of the corner of her eye. Now they were staring at her intently.

She turned to them, making a pretense of struggling to tie the top in place while feigning modesty but uncovering the other nipple in the process. "A little help please," she pleaded in her most helpless voice.

The guys tripped over each other in a rush to her side.

"Could you tie this please," she said, reaching back to the lower ties. She dropped the upper tie she had been holding behind her neck, baring both breasts. "Oh no!" she cried, rapidly using both hands to pull it back up while letting the lower tie fly loose.

One of the guys was on his knees at her side taking in the sight. The other was behind her and gently grabbed the loose ends. He took a quick feel as he brought them to her back and tied them loosely. She liked the feel of his rough fingers on her hardening nipple.

"Could you do the neck too, please?" Sally asked, holding the straps behind her neck for him.

He complied. "There, all set!"

"Thanks," Sarah replied with an artificial shyness. "I guess I'll know better than to untie both top and bottom next time."

"Glad to help," the guy who had done the tying said. "I guess you don't get to the beach a lot."

"Why do you say that?" Sarah asked.

"Don't know how to get your top up without flashing strangers," the other guy said.

"How much did you see?" Sarah feigned embarrassment.

"Quite a lot, I'm afraid," the first guy admitted.

"Oh," Sarah said quietly. "Well my breasts weren't so big last year," she lied.

"How old ARE you?" the second guy asked.

"18, I just graduated," Sarah told him. "How old are you?"

Their names were Damon and Rick. They said they were 25 and 27, respectively. Damon was the one who had tied her straps. Sarah tightened her crotch in anticipation. It was fun being 18 and able to fuck any guy she wanted.

The guys jabbered away trying to impress her by lying about their cars and adventures. She nodded in encouragement and lay back, flirtatiously stretching and rubbing her body.

They told her they had a beach house just a few blocks away. "We have a great theater set-up," Rick bragged. "Why don't you come over there with us. We can watch some videos."

Sarah didn't want to watch videos but she was pretty sure that was just a line. She debated whether to head out or wait for Sally. After all Sally had her own guy already. But there were two guys here and even though Sally knew she had enough bodily orifices to handle them both she knew she'd have an even better time with Sally there. She licked her lips thinking of watching one of these guys' penis sinking into Sally while feeling the other push inside her own fuck hole. One thing she knew was that Sally had a insatiable sexual appetite, maybe stronger than her own. She decide to give Sally a few minutes to finish up with that guy she was with.

"I'm here with my friend Sally," Sarah she said to the two guys. "Can she come too?"

"Sure," Rick told her. "The more the merrier."

"Just to watch videos?" Sarah fished for confirmation of the expected fucking.

"We've got a pool table," Rick responded.

Sarah decided it was time to drop the sweet and innocent act. "I'm not too good at pool. But I can handle a stick and balls." She rolled to the side, reached out, stroked Rick's penis through his shorts and lightly squeezed his testicles. "You sure there's not something else we can do?"

Rick was suddenly speechless. Damon replied, "Sure, we even have something in mind." He gave Rick a knowing glance.

"Oh?" Sally said innocently, extending her had to give Damon's groin a slow caress.

She had no problem keeping them occupied until Sally showed up and without hesitation Sally also accepted the invitation to "watch videos" at the guys beach house. "Are they porn videos?" she asked wide eyed with a put on innocence as they walked down the beach. One thing she knew was that guys liked thinking that girls were inexperienced but interested. She decided to play that role even though she had had her own "stable" of a couple of dozen guys in high school and never went a week without at least two good fuckings.

At the Beach House

They guys had led the girls to believe they had a huge flat screen display but when they entered the house there was only an old, small TV on a crate with almost no furniture. Both girls knew that "watch a video" was just an excuse to get them in the house but they had expected the guys to follow through by starting a video, maybe a porn video like Sally had suggested, and then slowly convincing the girls out of their bikinis.

"Where's the theater setup?" Sarah asked.

"We don't need a theater," Damon said, taking Sarah by the hand and leading her toward the back of the house.

"We have something better in mind," Rick smiled as he grabbed Sally's arm.

The girls were surprised. Sally started to resist but Rick held her arm too tightly. "You don't need to rape us," Sally said, giving up the struggle after jerking her arm away. "We expected to have sex with you."

"We don't want to rape you." Damon said over his shoulder. He took Sarah down a hallway and into a bedroom.

Rick took Sally into another bedroom where there was a four poster bed with straps attached to the posts and overhead bars. A video camera sat in one corner.

A shiver of fear ran up her spine, "What's this?" she asked as the door lock clicked behind her. She turned to see another guy standing next to the camera.

"I thought you wanted to see a video?" Rick asked rhetorically. "I think a video of us would be a good choice." He grinned.

"Who's this?" Sally asked pointing to the other guy.

"Friend. Cameraman. Another cock." the other guy introduced himself with a wide grin. He stepped forward with his hands behind his back. He extended his right hand as if for a handshake. Instinctively Sally began to raise her right arm. His left arm sprang forward and she found her right wrist in a velvet covered handcuff. In surprise, she grabbed her wrist with her left hand only to have it cuffed as well.

"What's this?" she exclaimed. No answer came.

Each man quickly grabbed an arm and a leg and deftly threw her onto the bed before she knew what was happening. The cuffs on her wrists were quickly attached to straps at the head of the bed.

"Hey!" Sally was used to being in control. She had trained most of the guys she had sex with to please her and they all followed her lead. This wasn't what she was used to. She started to struggle and they pushed a soft foam ball in her mouth and tied it in place with a soft ribbon. The ball was like a NERF ball and easy to breathe through but she found it impossible to make much of a sound. Only muffled moans could escape her mouth. She decided the best she could do was relax and do her best to enjoy it. She had her doubts.

"Let's get rolling," the self proclaimed cameraman said as he adjusted the camera to focus on Sally's body, started recording and returned to the bed.

Rick said, "let's see what we've got," and slowly pulled Sally's bikini bottom down and off exposing her shaved pussy with its large soft lips and two thin labia extending from the slit.

"Very nice," the second guy said as he massaged the exposed vulva and then spread her labia to reveal her vaginal opening. "Nice and wet," he said, inserting a finger and running it around inside her vagina.

Sally enjoyed the feeling but felt distant from the activity. She'd rather be an active participant.

Once Rick had the bikini bottoms off he attached cuffs to her ankles. She was now completely restrained, arms and legs spread on the bed. The second guy licked her vulva and then moved off of her. "Tastes good too," he told Rick. reaching up to pull her tube top down to her waist exposing her small, flat breasts with their huge nipples. He twisted the nipples between his fingers causing them to harden and enlarge even more.

"Want to see?" he said and moved off the bed. Sally watched as he turned a screen so she could see herself spread naked on the bed.

He picked up the camera and moved close, scanning her naked body. He paused at her flat breasts and once again twisted her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. The nipples responded by enlarging and extending a half inch from their base. They looked huge in close-up on the screen. "Wow, these are something!" he exclaimed. He leaned in and sucked at them, hard enough so they hurt. Sally winced..

He rose and continued scanning her body with the camera finally moving between her legs to focus in, close-up, on her crotch. Sally watched the close-up of her genitals as he manipulated them for the camera. He spread her labia, pinching them and stretching them to their maximum extent. He pushed up her clitoral hood to expose as much of her clitoral bead as possible. None of the action gave her much pleasure, but she couldn't protest or suggest how he might please her. This wasn't what she had wanted when she decide to come to the beach house.

"That's got me hard," the cameraman exclaimed as he unzipped his fly and reached inside to pull out a stiff, modest sized cock. He stroked Sally's nipples and face with it as he recorded the action.

"My turn!" Sally heard Rick say and turned her head to see him standing naked on the other side of the bed. He was stroking a smallish cock to get it hard, pulling a substantial foreskin back and forth over the deep pink tip. "You're supposed to record ME this time, I'M doing the fucking!"

Sarah in the Bedroom

Sarah's experience was the same as Sally's but yet completely different.

She was led into a similar bedroom but since she liked the guy having complete control she asked, "Who gets tied up, you or me?" when she saw the set-up.

"You," was the simple, almost emotionless answer.

"Goody!" she answered. "Do you want me naked?"

Before he could answer she noticed the video equipment. "Ohhh! Do you want to tape me?

Before he could answer that, another guy came into the room.

"Ohhhhhh! a threesome!" Sarah exclaimed with a smile. "Any more surprises?"

"Maybe," Damon said.

"So shall I strip for the camera?"

"Sure," the second guy said picking up the camera.

"Can I watch?" Sarah asked and went over to the monitor, positioning it so she could see.

She did her best tantalizing strip as she watched herself on camera. Turning her back to the camera as she undid her bikini top and turning slowly around as she exposed her ample breasts. Again with her back to the camera she untied her bikini bottom and slowly removed it, sliding it seductively between her legs and enjoying the sensation as it stimulated her genitals. then she bent over and slightly spread her legs to reveal her womanhood to the camera before standing and facing the camera fully nude. "Like it?" she asked, twisting her torso so her breasts shook.

Then she jumped on the bed and spread her arms and legs, "Tie me up, tie me down," she giggled.

She immediately popped back off the bed, asking, "when do you get undressed?"

She reached for the camera,"let me film you getting naked."

Unsure of what else to do the cameraman handed her the camera and as she focused it on Damon he removed his beach shirt and swim shorts. She had seen his thin but buff chest at the beach. She brought the camera in for a close-up of his 4 inch, partially erect cock. It stiffened more and lengthened to 6 inches or so as she held his balls and caressed the cock along its length.

She gestured at the other guy and turned the camera on him, "Your turn."

He hadn't been at the beach and was fully clothed. He began by removing his shoes. "You can sex it up more than Damon here!" Sarah instructed him.

He had no idea how to "sex it up" and just began twirling his sock over his head causing Sarah to laugh, "Okay, just undress."

He had a thin body lacking musculature. His cock was a stiff and skinny eight inches. "Nice," Sarah complimented as she fondled his scrotum and caressed the shaft while recording it in close-up.

She handled the camera to Damon and spread out on the bed once again. He took the camera and slowly scanned the voluptuous body. He paused to caress her breasts and nipples with one hand, holding the camera in the other. Then he handed the camera off and let the other guy record as he licked and sucked Sarah's generous mammaries. Meanwhile he moved a hand to her crotch, caressing her labia and inserting a finger. Sarah moaned lightly in pleasure.

Damon tied her to the bed while the other guy set the camera on its tripod. When she was fully restrained, Damon massaged her genitals and spread her labia for the camera before positioning himself for penetration.

Tale of Two Bedrooms

In the other bedroom, Sally involuntarily tightened her vaginal muscles out of reluctance to allow Rick's entry.

"God, she's tight!" he exclaimed as he tried to get his cock in. He grabbed some lube, spread it on his finger and pushed it into her cunt. then he spread some on his cock and shoved it inside her. The lube and the fact that her muscles tired meant he didn't encounter any more resistance.

As he repeatedly jammed his cock into her up to the balls Sally was surprised that feelings of sexual pleasure filled her body, despite his not caring about her.

He moaned loudly and jerked, shoving himself fully inside. He stopped his movement and then withdrew. Sally felt warm cum oozing down her butt crack. "Nice!" the cameraman said as he brought the camera in for a close-up. He put the camera back on the tripod unzipped his fly, unbuckled his belt and pulled out a thick, short, partially erect cock. He stroked it to full erection and knelt between her legs.

Sally watched the monitor as he drove the thick member into her. Then she closed her eyes. She felt the thick penis ripping into her and then being withdrawn only to be shoved in again and again and again. She was just beginning to really enjoy it when the assault stopped and the intruding member was slowly withdrawn. Sally felt empty and unfulfilled as warm semen dripped once more down her butt. Then she felt the limp cock being slapped against her breasts as it expelled the rest of the warm liquid which quickly cooled. She kept her eyes closed and fell asleep.

In the other bedroom Sarah relaxed and enjoyed the sensation as Damon entered and began pumping in and out. Despite her restraints she managed to push up her hips so he brushed her clit at the deepest penetration. But she was still unsatisfied when he groaned loudly and shot his load into her. She wiggled her clit against him as he held himself deep inside before withdrawing. She liked being bound when the guy was really pleasuring her but she found this frustrating. Not only hadn't he given her much enjoyment, she couldn't use her hand to get herself off.

The cameraman was recording the semen dripping from her in extreme close-up and she wiggled her cunt to the camera. Because of her willingness they hadn't gagged her as had been done with Sally. She asked him, "Don't you want some?"

"I plan to get some when I'm done here," was the gruff response.

"If you untie me, we can really have some fun," Sarah told him.

"Yeah, you'll run out of the room," he replied.

"No! I mean we can do it doggy style or I can sit on you, I'm good at getting guys off. I give good head too."

"If I stick it in your mouth you'll bite it off."

"Hey, I just want to enjoy myself. I guarantee you'll enjoy yourself more if I do."

She watched as he considered. "OK, But if you start to run away, you'll be right back in the restraints. And they'll be tighter this time."

He released her right arm and she reached over to rub his cock as he released the left. He then released her legs and she reached around his waist to undo his belt. He stood, smiled at her and dropped his pants and shorts to reveal an eight inch long, thin, fully erect cock.

"Ooooo!" Sarah exclaimed, knowing how guys can be proud of their size. "I like that!" She reached out and began stroking it. "Lie on your back so I can feel it sink all the way in me."

He lay down and she positioned herself on top and let her vagina slide over his erection. It went in easily because of Damon's semen which she felt spreading out onto this guy's pubes. She began sliding up and down while moving her body back and forth, to and fro. Meanwhile she rubbed away at her clit with a finger. She began moaning and groaning each time she went down, not involuntarily but because it was her experience that it excited the guy.

He began to moan and was thrusting up into her as she descended. then he froze and tried to keep his penis fully inside as she rode. He made a series of huge grunts and then fell back. "Good?" Sarah asked as she stopped her movement and felt his cock shrinking inside her.

"Yeah," he moaned.

"I told you it'd be better without the restraints," she replied as she rose, allowing the limp cock to fall out along with much of the ejaculated semen.

"W'at chou doin' Jake?" Sarah looked up to see two young guys standing in the doorway. The taller of the two was the speaker.

"Fuckin', what's it look like?"

"Yu're not s'pos'd to untie 'er" the other said.

"She promised me a good time," Jake told them. "And she delivered."

"You looking to party with me too?" Sarah asked, getting up from the bed and approaching the pair.

They looked at each other and the taller responded quietly, "Yeah."

"Well, let's get to it!" Sarah said, expertly unbuckling his belt, unzipping his fly and pulling down his pants and shorts to reveal an average sized, uncircumcised cock. She put her mouth around it and grabbed the others balls through his pants squeezing gently.

The second guy quickly pulled his pants down revealing another average penis, but circumsized.

"Who has first shot at my fuck hole?" Sarah asked.

The Abuse Concludes

Sally awoke to a sharp pinch on her left breast. Some guy she'd never seen was pulling on her nipple! Another guy was fiddling with her labia, pulling them apart and seeing how far they would stretch. Neither seemed to have any concern about her pleasure or even whether they might be causing her pain. She shook her head violently, so violently that it shook her entire body and the two guys moved away staring at her.

"Whoa! she's alive," said the one who had been pinching her nipples. As he backed away Sally noticed his nude, stubby body, protruding belly and huge testicles with a tiny prick.

"Let's do this cunt," said the other from the foot of the bed. Sally could see only a thin face, bony arms and ribs showing on his chest. Then he got up and knelt between her legs. He positioned his long thin cock at her cunt and drove it home. It was so thin, she could barely feel it despite the fact that he was thrusting violently at her crotch.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 04



He finished after a couple of minutes with a grunt, shoving the skinny cock as far in as he could and then removing it. He dipped his finger into her cunt, pulling out some of the semen and licking it off his finger. "Hey, Carl, tastes good! Try it." He pushed a cum-covered finger tip at the chubby guy.

"I don't want any of your stinkin' spunk! In fact I'm tired of always havin' to fuck a hole that's filled with it! Why do we always get the ugly bitches like this flat chested skank anyway?"

Sally gave him a disgusted look. He didn't even notice.

"You know Frank always keeps the good lookin' ones for hisself."

"Yeah like that cunt with the big melons in the other room. That's what I want.."

"If we don't let my big brother have his choice we'll end up with nothin'. You know that."

"You'd think he'd share with us!"

"His buds wouldn't go along. Just shut up and do this one."

"I'm tired of holes filled with other guys' jizz. This one ain't attractive enough to do anyway. But she does have nice nips." He squeezed her nipples again and she shook her head in an attempt to get him to let go but it made him squeeze harder so she stopped.

"Have it your way," the skinny guy said. "Let's get out of here."

"Nah, let me put some lotion on these nips." He began masturbating and then with a yelp, his tiny prick shot out a huge volume of cum which he directed at Sally's breasts. When he was done he used a finger to spread it around and then slipped the finger into her slit and wiped his cock off at her crotch.

"OK, let's go," he said and the two left. Sally thinking about how she'd never voluntarily go with either of those guys. She almost felt sorry for them, doubting if any girl would have either of them.

Aftermath

Sarah had given the two younger guys' cocks a workout. Both had been drained and the two boys were laying on the bed where Sarah was kneeling over their faces and letting the semen drip from her cunt onto their faces.

Damon came in. "Time to get dressed." He picked up her bikini and threw it to her. "Time for you to go." He insisted she put on the bikini even though she was still dripping cum and added, "Let's get your friend."

They went into the other bedroom and Sarah saw Sally tied spread-eagle on the bed and gagged. She was covered in cum and there was a pool of drying cum at her crotch. She had an angry look in her eyes.

Damon began to untie her, telling her the same thing he told Sarah, "Time for you to go."

Sarah untied the ribbon and released the gag. "You fuckin' assholes!" were the first words out of Sally's mouth. She gave Damon a kick as soon as he released her leg.

"Hey, wait a minute," he said, stepping away. "You can go now."

"Calm down," Sarah said. "Let him release you. And then we can go," she repeated it firmly and gently.

Damon came over and released Sally's other leg. Sarah stroked her hair and noticed it was slightly sticky. Sally lay quietly, mumbling to herself arising angrily when she was completely free. "Assholes!" she spit out at Damon.

"Just leave," he said, picking up her swimsuit from the floor and tossing it to her.

On the way back to the beach Sally was very conscious of her hair and the dry semen plastered on her face, not to mention the dampness in her crotch. The foul odor filled her nose She felt like everyone was looking at her and wondered if they could smell it too. She slumped against Sarah. "What a bunch of pricks," she repeated over and over.

"You were sure anxious when we left with them and you knew we were going to fuck then," Sarah tried to explain.

"I expected to be treated with some respect, not to be tied down and fucked with no concern about me."

"You're such a control freak. I had a good time," Sarah responded. "Not a great time but I enjoyed myself."

"You'll let guys do anything to you."

"We went to get fucked, and we were." Sarah thought she was calming her friend down but it made her all the more angry.

Sally immediately went into the water and allowed the waves to wash over her. She reached her hand inside the tight fitting suit bottoms and tried to clean the offensive substance out of her vagina. She still didn't feel clean and realized that none of the guys had used condoms. "If they gave me any disease ..." she thought, imagining the consequences for herself and consequences she wished on the guys. She ducked into a wave and pulled her bottoms down to her ankles. Then coming up for air she rubbed her fingers deep inside in an attempt to clean herself out.

Sarah couldn't see what was going on under the surface but Sally was definitely acting strangely. She dropped her towel and beach bag and waded out. "What are you doing?"

"Cleaning off all this."

"What?"

"This, ... this ... jizz."

"Oh. You're clean enough. Come on. Let's go home." Sarah took her friend's hand and began to lead her out of the surf.

With her swimsuit around her ankles, Sally couldn't walk and fell face first into the water. She got up, glared at Sarah and, with some difficulty, pulled up the suit bottoms. "I'm a mess! Filthy assholes!" She said.

Neither spoke another word all the way home.

At home, Sally took a long shower and sat quietly at dinner with her parents. That night she woke from a nightmare of being unable to move and showered again. In the morning took another long shower. Her skin was pink from scrubbing.

The next day she had herself tested for STD's which thankfully came back negative.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 05



Sally's Cure

Sally sat in her home watching a "Lifetime" movie about a girl who had been raped by the popular high school coach and thought about her own situation. She had been at the beach with her friend Sarah looking for guys. They had gone with two of them to their beach house and one of them took her into a bedroom where he tied her to the bed and he and three other guys had fucked her. Yeah she had been looking for sex, but this was different, she hadn't been considered at all. She'd been used, an accessory for masturbation.

The girl in the TV movie was all hung up over sex after the rape. She wouldn't let any guys near her. Sally didn't think she'd been raped. After all, she had gone along with the guy and did want sex. But still, it wasn't a pleasant experience and she worried that it would color her view of sex. She didn't want that. She'd had sex with lots of guys and loved it. She couldn't let that change.

She realized that Sarah had been partially right when she had called her a "control freak." Sally was definitely in control with her stable of guys. In fact, in most cases she had been completely in control. In high school she had picked guys who were sexually inexperienced and taught them how to please her. Their sessions were to a large extent her calling the shots and the guy following orders. Of course most of those she'd had around for a while knew what she wanted without being told so it might have seemed like they were in control..

Sally decided that the problem was that she'd gone off with some guys she didn't even know. She wouldn't do that again. "If you fall off a horse, the best thing is to get right back on," she said to herself. What she needed was to call one of the guys she knew. She had planned to do every one of the guys in her "stable of studs" between graduation and leaving for Stanford. It was time to get started.

She decided that one of the newer guys, one she could boss around a bit, was the best bet in this situation. She send a text message to Tom Oakes: "I want you 46, when can we meet. XOXO"

Her phone beeped almost before she finished sending. "Im r46 asap when? where?"

She jumped in her car. She had some things to pick up before she met Tom. Within a half hour she had finished her shopping and texted back: "kitty & i otw 2 ur house. CUS HAL XOXO" She knew Tom would have the house to himself. His parents worked all day and didn't get home until 7 or 8.

The phone beeped again, "CUS!!! HAL2!!! :D" confirmed that his home would be available for them.

On the way she rubbed her crotch with one hand while steering with the other. Tom had been new when school started last year and was socially clueless. As was her custom she approached him early in the year and soon after invited him to her bedroom where she learned he was also sexually clueless. She had several sessions with him. She tried to count them 5? no 6, or was it 7? She decided on 6 and also decided that it wasn't important. In any case, with her coaching he pleased her every time and with new found confidence had dated other girls.

Tom

Tom Oakes sat at home watching TV. His parents were at work but notm before his mom gave him her daily lecture about finding work. He had graduated a week ago with no plan for his future beyond going to the local community college and studying something. He had no idea what to do with his life from here on out. He had looked at the want ads in the paper only to be overwhelmed by ads looking for people with skills he didn't have. He'd spent most of the first week after graduation going around to fast food places and other summer job possibilities only to find that most of the jobs had been filled by classmates with more drive than he who had been out looking a month or more before school let out.

His phone dinged, signaling a message. He was thrilled that it was from Sally Czarwitz. Sally "ther witch" as some of his classmates called her. He hadn't heard from any other of his classmates after graduation since he'd never gotten friendly with any of them. Reconnecting with a few of them at community college was the most he'd expect. Sally had always been pleasant to him. She had taken him under her wing when he first arrived in town and had also taken his virginity a week or two later. At first he thought she would be his girlfriend but soon found out that sex was almost a hobby with her. But it wasn't like a one night stand. She remained friendly and would go out with him just for the sex. She'd even call him on occasion, like now.

He wasn't surprised at her message. "46" was her usual message in some form or another and he was definitely up four six himself, what better way to spend the rest of the morning?

It took awhile for her response but she was on her way. He wondered what to do to get ready. Would she like him to answer the door naked? Probably not, she had her ideas about how to do things and she seemed to enjoy watching him undress. He did decide she would prefer he wear a pair of tight briefs that emphasized his package and quickly changed.

He ran to the door at her knock. Right away he knew something was different. Usually she'd be all over him. This time she seemed almost businesslike, "How about your parents' bedroom today?" she had asked.

He hesitated. They never had sex in his parents' room. He'd have to clean up afterward and he'd feel really inhibited.

"Come on, I don't have all day. Maybe I should ask someone else." she said, showing almost no emotion.

He saw no alternative, "oh, OK." and led the way upstairs. He noticed she was carrying a shopping bag. She seldom, that is never, brought anything other than condoms with her.

In the room she asked him to undress a bit more briskly than usual and he began one of the slow strips she had enjoyed in the past.

"Can't you hurry it up!" she said curtly after he had his shirt off so he just pulled off his pants and briefs, giving her no show at all. His formerly hard member was soft and shrunken. Then she pushed him down on the bed and removed some rope from the shopping bag.

Sally didn't feel the same as usual. Usually she was anxious for sex and looked forward to it, This time, she felt the urge, but not the emotion. When Tom opened the door, she wanted to do it but didn't feel any desire for him. She knew his parents' bed would fit her needs better than Tom's so she asked to go to their bedroom. His hesitation frustrated her and she responded in a way she ordinarily wouldn't. She knew that she was behaving inappropriately as soon as she said it but just couldn't stop herself. She felt like someone else was driving her body and she was just along for the ride.

She had this feeling of impatience and it drove her to yell at Tom when he was stripping for her. After that he jumped out of his clothes and she shoved him onto the bed. Her actions seemed totally out of control as she removed the drapery ties from her bag.

"What's this?" Tom asked as she took his right wrist and tied it to a bedpost.

"Just a different idea," Sally told him. "Relax." She realized that was the kindest thing she had said since she arrived. She tied his right ankle to another bedpost.

She grabbed his left ankle and pulled it to tie to the opposite bedpost.

"Ow! not so hard," Tom said as she pulled.

"Calm down," she snapped, not releasing the tension. She looked between his spread legs.

Sally was obsessed with penises. She had been ever since she had seen her best friend, Warren's, penis in his tree house when they were both 8. At that time penises had seemed sort of absurd to her, especially the way they and their accompaniment of balls seemed to be just stuck onto the guy's body. She had thought Warren's funny when she first saw it and even funnier when they were older and she saw it enlarge. She had found it really strange when she squeezed his balls and he acted like it hurt so much. Later as she matured she found they also made her feel really excited, especially so after she discovered how much pleasure came with having one inside her.

She looked at Tom's penis. One reason she had picked Tom was that his cock was just right for the way she felt today, not too long at 7 inches and wide enough to fit tightly, about one and a quarter inches in diameter at it's widest point. But now it lay limply only a couple of inches long between his legs, resting on his substantial testicles.

She finished tying his left arm to the bed post and examined the limp member. She quickly undressed, expecting the erection to come when she was naked, but it didn't. "Whats with you!" she shouted at him grabbing his balls and squeezing.

He yelped and she started massaging the limp piece of flesh to little effect.

"Sally! What's up with you! You're hurting me!" Tom Yelled.

His sudden anger shocked her. The part of her mind that had been watching her behavior in horror regained control. "What am I doing," she thought. "Certainly not enjoying myself." She realized she was treating Tom worse than the way the guys in the beach house had treated her. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed aloud, "What am I doing?" emotion overcame her and she collapsed onto Tom's spread body crying.

Tom was baffled and helpless. After a minute or so, his chest damp from tears, he decided to say something. "Sally, what's wrong? Untie me and let's talk."

She composed herself enough to untie him and he took her in his arms. "What is it?" he asked but she was unwilling to say anything and lay in his arms thinking.

As they lay in silence both became aware of his expanding cock. The feel of it pushing against her leg cheered Sally and she moved one of Tom's hands to her small breast with its large, hard nipple. Then she moved his other hand to her crotch, spreading her legs slightly to admit it.

Tom eagerly responded to the invitation, rolling the hard nipple between thumb and forefinger and then searching out her clit with the forefinger of his other hand and slowly stroking it. His cock was fully erect and he felt her hand move to lightly caress it. He rolled her onto her back and began kissing her entire body, pausing for a long time to suck each of her incredible nipples. Then he moved his lips to her crotch where he had inserted a couple of fingers into her vagina and had been stroking in and out of the moistening cavity.

She was moaning lightly and as he brought his lips to her pleasure point she tugged on him to bring his cock to her mouth. She engulfed it as he went down on her clit.

She pushed the foreskin back with her tongue and moved it around the smallish tip as sensations of pleasure built in her loins. They became almost unbearable and she yelped as spasms rolled through her each time his tongue hit her clit. "That's what I need," she thought wondering why she had allowed that other Sally, the one that seemed to want revenge on an innocent guy, take over her body. She decided on an action that she felt would really help her get over her anger.

Tied up

"Tom."

"Yes?"

"Tie me to the bedposts."

"What?"

"Tie me to the bedposts. Like I did to you, maybe not as tightly."

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure," she said quietly.

Tom did as instructed. "Now fuck me." she instructed him, in her sweetest voice and he knelt between her spread legs and moved his cock to the waiting cavity.

He hesitated, "Sally..."

"Fuck me." she demanded.

"But Sally ..."

"Fuck me please," she requested, pushing her softness against his hardness. She was wet and the tip of his cock was smallish compared to the shaft. It slipped easily inside.

His body lay against hers. He wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her hips slightly, moving his lips to hers. He slid himself fully inside her, enjoying the sensation of warmth and softness surrounding his bare cock. Never before had she allowed him to penetrate without a condom. God! it felt good. He began moving faster and faster and she matched every stroke with her hips.

Sally had wondered if she would enjoy sex again but it was now clear she could, even when tied up. He had brought her to orgasm orally as she had taught him to and now the thick cock sliding in and out, his hips jostling her clit as he drove it home, his chest hair rubbing against her breasts, his tongue probing her mouth ... She was letting him control things, all she had to do was enjoy it. And did she enjoy it! She was enjoying the sensations as much as ever, maybe more.

He kissed her sensitive nipples and moved a finger to massage her clit. She came with quick spasms squeezing his cock. He continued to fuck with a regular motion.

She felt his body quiver. He held her very tight, pushed his lips tightly to hers and made three rapid and very deep penetrating thrusts before holding himself in place. His pubes pushed hard against her clit and his body shook in pleasure. She felt cum dripping down her butt crack and realized he didn't have a condom.

"Tom!"

"Sally?" he gasped.

"You're not wearing a condom."

"I tried to tell you but you insisted I fuck you."

"I did?"

"You were very insistent."

"Oh," she realized he was right. She just wanted him inside. "It's OK." She was pretty sure he was disease free.

"Sally."

"What?"

"Thanks for that."

"For what?"

"For not asking for a condom."

"Huh?"

"Your vagina feels so much better without one."

She hadn't ever thought about that. "You're welcome." She wondered whether she would have noticed a difference if she had been aware.

"Should I untie you now?"

"No, stay inside me for a bit."

Sally relaxed, feeling the cock shrinking inside her and the warm body laying on top of her. "I'm back!" she said to herself.

Tied Down

The shrinking cock fell out and she felt warm liquid pour down her butt."

"Okay, you can untie me now," she told Tom.

As he got up he exclaimed, "Oh no!"

"What?"

"There's a huge mess on my parents' bedspread," he complained.

After he completed untying her, even more semen dripped out as she got up. She held her hand underneath to catch some and inserted her finger to pull it out. She tasted it, a delicious combination of his bitter, musty semen and her salty vaginal lubrication. She offered some to him, "Good isn't it?" He agreed halfheartedly.

This was totally different than her experience at the beach when the semen dripping out of her reminded her of the humiliation she had suffered in the beach house. This time it reminded her of the fun she had just had.

She grabbed some tissues from the side of the bed and wiped her pussy dry. Then she looked at the pool of semen on the bed. "We can clean this up," she stated. "Get a towel."

"And a wet washcloth," she said as she wiped up the liquid with the towel.

"Are you sure this will be dry before my mom notices? Will it leave a stain?"

"Don't worry, it should be fine," Sally assured him. "What's the worst that can happen? It'll wash out anyway."

"They'll know I had sex in here," Tom answered.

"They can't know what it is and if they do, they'll think they did it," Sally continued her reassurance. "I know what will make you feel better." She took his hand and led him to his bedroom.

"Lie down," she told him, pointing to the bed.

He did so and she began stroking his abdomen, down to the base of his penis. Then, as it began to harden she lightly rubbed it gently massaging his balls in her other hand. As his rod reached its maximum hardness she moved her mouth to it and began to run her tongue up and down the entire length.

"Would you like me to tie you down?" she asked, "It's kind of fun."

"If you want."

This time she did it more gently and found the cords would reach to the bed legs. Once he was loosely tied she once more stroked his cock to its full size and then went down on it with her mouth. As she moved her head up and down, fully engulfing the 7 inch rod and then letting all but the tip come out.

When she tasted the slight saltiness of pre-cum in her mouth she released it and moved to straddle him. Facing him she lowered herself onto the hard shaft paying attention to how it felt without a condom. It was warmer and had a softer texture but she didn't think there was a great deal of difference. As she rode she realized that she was missing the feel of his hands on her breast and clit. She tried stroking herself but gave in and paused briefly to untie his arms. His freed hands immediately went to her hardened nipples. She lowered her head to his. "That's more like it," she whispered to him with a smile. She didn't think she'd tie down any more guys. It kept them from doing what she wanted.

He wrapped his arms around her slim body and pulled it close to him. He then began to thrust his hips up into her, driving his cock home. With each thrust their bodies moved on the bed to give his hips more freedom so he could thrust harder into her.

Her feelings of sexual excitement increased and she began squealing with each of his thrusts. The squeals increased his excitement too but she had trained him well and he slowed to keep from coming too soon. She squirmed in his grip as she rubbed her clit against his cock and her nipples on his chest. Her orgasm came suddenly and her voluntary movements ceased as she pressed her body firmly against his and allowed her involuntary contractions to overwhelm her.

Sensing her orgasm, he drove his cock into her more rapidly until he came with a loud groan. Semen poured into her and out onto his groin. She kissed him passionately. Then she moved her pussy to his face and lowered the dripping cavity to his mouth. He licked her clean but not before she had another orgasmic experience.

As she untied his feet she said, "God, that was exactly what I needed! Thank you, thank you."

He could only reply, "I should thank you."

As she left he asked, "Will I see you again?"

"I hope so, but I have a lot to do before I leave for Stanford." She was thinking, "Dozens of other cocks to try on."

"I hope so to," he replied with a hint of sadness.

On the drive home she felt dampness in her crotch. She pushed her hand inside her panties and brought it out to suck at her finger. The flavor reminded her of great sex and she was tempted not to have her guys wear condoms any more.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 06



Sarah in Heat

After she woke up Sarah lay on her bed thinking of the past days' events. She and her friend Sally had been at the beach looking to hook up for a fuck and had been picked up by two guys who took them to their beach house. She had found the guys and their friends to be pretty poor lovers but four of them had fucked her and filled her vagina with their loads. She had masturbated when she got home to relieve her frustration. "Four fucks and not a single orgasm," she had thought.

But what really bothered her was her friend, Sally. Sally hadn't liked the time at the beach house at all. She didn't like being tied down and the guys hadn't been considerate of her. Yeah they were kind of rough but still they had gone with the guys expecting, ... no, wanting to get fucked. Sally was such a control freak. She had her own group of fuck buddies and had trained them all to do what she wanted. Sally hadn't spoken at all on the drive home. She also wasn't answering her phone or responding to Sarah's texts.

Sarah was feeling lonely when her mom stuck her head in the door. "Your dad and I are going out tonight." she said simply.

Sarah knew what that meant. Her parents, actually her mom and stepfather, were swingers and went out to partner sharing parties every week or two. Sarah had been sexually active since middle school and had done it with plenty of boys. Now that she was 18 she wanted men to fuck her not the boys she had so far. She was devoting the summer after graduation to finding such men.

She realized that the guys at the party were all probably older, her stepfather's age, definitely men. Sarah fantasized about all those men fucking her. "It would be nice having an experienced sexual partner," she thought as she rubbed her clit. "They probably know how to really please a woman too." She sure could use some fun and was getting really horny. She got up and yelled, "Mom!" down the hall.

"What dear," her mom said as she came into the bedroom where her mother was adjusting her dress. Her stepfather sat on the bed putting on his socks. "I'd prefer you not be yelling."

"Mom," Sarah started and then hesitated. She stopped and glanced at her stepfather. He'd approve of her coming. She knew how he looked at her. They were pretty open about things and walking around naked was an everyday experience. Her stepfather was polite but clearly liked seeing his young and voluptuous stepdaughter with no clothes. "Mom, do you think," she hesitated again.

"Yes, dear? What is it you want?"

"Mom do you think I could come with you." Sarah stopped and then without thinking added, "Just this once," expecting that to lessen the impact.

Sarah's mother had long desired this request. She had hoped to have her daughter bring one of her young studs to the party and thought that having her along with them would add to their stature in the swinger community. Sarah's stepfather turned his head. It would be unseemly to expose the joyful expression he knew was on his face. He fantasized about having her in one of the rooms at a party, ideally one that would be so dark she wouldn't recognize him.

"You know where we're going don't you dear?" her mother said knowing it was no secret what they did when they went out.

"Yeah you're going to one of your parties."

"You know what we do at those parties?"

"Yeah, have sex. Lots of sex. I really need some tonight. And lots of people. Sex with lots of people."

Her mother glanced over at her stepfather who was staring intently at his socks, his cock hardening in his shorts, trying to keep the smile off his face, wondering if they would be upset at what he was thinking.

"Let me talk it over with your father," her mom said.

Sarah left the room with a glance at her stepfather. His cock was stiffly tenting his underwear. She smiled, he would definitely be in favor. She wondered what it would be like to have him fucking her. She resisted listening in, went to her room and lay down on her bed.

Her mother came in shortly. "Yes," she said, "you can come with us."

"Oh! Thank you!" Sarah jumped up and gave her mother a hug.

"But," her mother cautioned. "You can't come alone. Only couples are allowed. You only have an hour before we're going to leave. Can you get a boy to come with you? He has to be eighteen."

"Oh sure," Sarah replied. She knew there were several boys who would arrive in less than five minutes if she called.

"You do know," her mother continued, "that he shouldn't have sex with you at the party? It's bad manners. This is a swingers party, a sharing party. If I want to have sex with your dad we can do it at home. If you and this boy want to have sex you can do it here after we're gone." Sarah's mother had no delusions about what Sarah did while they were gone.

Sarah hesitated and asked, "Are all the ladies old?"

"Old?" her mother responded.

"Yes, like you," she knew it was a mistake as soon as she said it.

Her mother was only slightly offended, she knew that a girl's parents were always old to her. "Well yes, I guess so. There are a few that are not much older than 30."

After her mother left the room Sarah picked up her phone and thought about it. She wasn't sure that she could find a guy who would go for this. Maybe there were 1 or 2 who would like older women. But she wasn't so sure she could find one within an hour. She knew most of the guys would reject the offer.

As she thought her mother came into her room with another revelation. "You dad is printing down a set of rules from our club website. You and your 'date' will need to look at them and be sure to abide by them."

"Rules?" Sarah asked.

"Sure, things like always using condoms, when it's OK to watch other couples, when it's not OK, nothing major."

Sarah became less sure she could find a guy. She called out as soon as her mother had left the room, "Mom!"

Her mother put her head in the doorway, "Yes?"

"I don't think I can find a guy who will be willing to do all this in an hour. I can get a guy to come over for me quickly, but ..." She hesitated.

"But he will expect to have sex with you?" her mother finished the sentence.

"Well, yes," Sarah admitted.

"I understand," her mother said and added, without thinking, "Your stepfather will be disappointed." "And I will be too," she thought, already missing the young stud she imagined as Sarah's 'date' ".

"He will? Why?" Sarah asked, already knowing the answer.

Her mother hesitated, she'd opened a topic she'd rather have left unstated. She decided on the truth, "I think he'd like to have sex with you." she said.

Sarah knew it was true. She knew how her stepfather looked at her and remembered how quickly his cock had raised his shorts in the bedroom when she suggested going with them. "Oh" was her response. Then she had an idea and said, "Well, if I don't go this time, maybe next?"

"That would be fine," her mother said, her desire for one of Sarah's young studs overriding any concern over her husband fucking her daughter.

"Tell Dad I need the rules," Sarah reminded her as she went out the door.

Seduction

After her mother left, Sarah quickly undressed and then arranged her naked body on the bed. Relaxing on a pillow, she spread her legs so her cunt would be visible to anyone who came in the door. She pretended to be reading a book as she waited.

Her stepfather came in with the set of rules, "Sarah, uhhhhhh!"

"Hi, Dad!" she said, putting the book to the side and gently rubbing her hardening nipples. "Is that the rules?"

"Uh, yes, it is," he said, slowly approaching the bed and holding out the single sheet of paper he carried.

"What's the problem, you've seen me naked before," Sarah moved one hand to her crotch and spread her pussy lips.

She was correct that her family was pretty open about nudity and she frequently walked naked down the hallway between her bedroom and the bathroom to shower. But they both knew she never displayed her sexuality so blatantly.

She reached out. But instead of taking the paper she took his wrist and gently pulled him to the bed. As he sat she moved his hand to her breast. Then, throwing the paper to the side she moved it to her crotch and held his hand tightly to her softness. "Do you like this, Jerry," she asked sweetly having decided that "Dad" was not the proper address if they were to be intimate in the way she wanted.

He started to draw his hand away, uncertain how to answer. She pressed it all the more tightly. He felt dampness on his fingers and she pressed a couple of his fingers inside her slit. "I know you want me," she said. "Mom told me. I want you too." She thought of the long cock she'd seen when he'd been naked in front of her (something that seemed to happen more frequently lately). "I've yearned for your cock inside me. Please!"

Her sweetness overcame his reluctance. Not difficult given his raging desire. He pushed a finger entirely inside the warm soft, wet vagina, put his other hand on one of the soft and ample breasts, massaging the nipple, feeling it enlarge and stiffen in his fingers. Bringing his face close to hers he kissed her gently on the lips.

She took his head in her hands and in a very un-daughterly manner opened her mouth slightly, massaging his lips with her tongue until he opened his mouth to admit it.

Then she slowly broke the kiss off. "Show it to me, please," she said. moving one hand to push under his belt. The tip of her finger gently touched the tip of his fully expanded cock.

He got up, removed his shoes unbuckled his pants and let slacks and shorts drop to the floor. She'd never seen it fully erect, eight inches of thin, rock hard flesh looked at her with its single eye from a reddening tip fully exposed from its foreskin covering. She reached out, took it gently and pulled it to her crotch, lifting her legs as he moved between them and slowly pushed inside. He marveled at how wonderful it felt, tight but offering no resistance as the full length of the shaft sunk inside.

His step daughter moaned slightly with his movements, more of a sigh than a moan, a sigh of contentment and pleasure. He thought it impossible but felt his cock stiffening even more at the sound. He closed his eyes to concentrate on the elegant feeling of the eight inches of his body sliding in and out of the silken vagina.

Sarah closed her eyes too. She luxuriated in the feeling of this man, who had been the only father she had known, the most important man in her life since her mother met him when she was only seven. She reached up and pulled him to her, rubbing her breasts back and forth in the thick coat of hair on his chest.

He thought about the cute little girl of six or seven he had grown to love when he met her mother. How she had grown, looking more and more like Marlene, her mother. with her blond hair and blue eyes. Her breasts had grown rapidly when she was only 12 or 13 to the same wonderful size as her mother's. She had the same voluptuous figure, narrow waist, ample hips, nice, round rear. He had imagined doing this with her but always restrained himself, knowing it would be wrong. Now she was of age but still his stepdaughter. What would her mother think? As she pulled him to her and began rubbing her breasts on his chest that final thought left him and he felt the tickle in his belly and the base of his cock that signaled the beginning of his orgasm. He didn't want that yet so he pulled away from her grasp and sat up with his cock firmly pushed in. He held it tightly in place until he could get the sensations under control.

"Don't stop," Sarah pleaded softly, "Don't stop."

"Give me a moment," he replied tenderly. "I'll explode if I don't wait."

Sarah waited patiently, eyes closed, debating whether to wiggle her hips a bit. She felt someone getting on the bed, legs next to her. She opened her eyes. Her mother, completely naked was moving to straddle her face. Sarah watched as the soft very light brown hair of her mothers crotch was lowered to Sarah's face. Sarah knew what she wanted and began to lick at her vulva, paying special attention to her clit.

Jerry Malone was wondering how Marlene would feel when he felt the bed move. He opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the dark blond pubic hair covering the beautiful face of his step daughter. His eyes traveled up the familiar body, the slightly bulging belly with its stretch marks. the narrow waist, the ample breasts, sagging slightly more than her daughter's with barely perceptible stretch marks radiating from the nipples. Her face had the same blue eyes but a few more wrinkles, "smile lines" as he referred to them. She had recently lightened her hair, as she did every month, so it was now much lighter than her daughter's natural color. Marlene answered the question he had in his mind by leaning forward, embracing his head and kissing. He returned the favor.

He felt his step daughter begin began to twist her hips. Marlene was beginning to breathe heavily. He immediately knew what was happening at the other end of both bodies. That realization and his step daughter's movement brought the sensation of oncoming climax. He knew it would not be denied. He began thrusting wildly and hard into his stepdaughter's willing receptacle. The sensation moved to the tip of his cock, intensified and then rapidly filled his body. He ended the kiss in order to breathe and groaned as he came, thrusting twice, thrice into the soft, warm cavity. He made a huge groan as his body pumped semen into the soft, moist, warm cavity in Sarah's body. "God that was incredible," he thought, not sure whether it would be OK to compliment his stepdaughter on that while her mother was there.

Marlene knew the signs of her husband's orgasm and she had been holding back her own, tightening her thighs and pushing down onto her daughter's face. Now the clear sign of Jerry's cumming caused her to go over the edge. Her belly shook in pleasure and she grabbed Jerry again for a huge, tongue filled kiss.

Sarah had been somewhat distracted by a hair caught in her mouth when she felt her stepfather suddenly driving his cock home again and again. Each time striking hard against her clit. When he came she stopped licking at her mother's clit as she focused on her stepfathers cock throbbing inside her as he pushed his hips tightly against her cunt. She imagined the semen filling her and felt the coolness on her butt as a bit dripped out.

She re-focused on her mother's clit, licking rapidly and inserting her finger to stroke her G-spot. She felt her mother's thighs tightening and then spasms forced liquid out of her vagina and onto Sarah's face. Sarah felt herself cumming and then her mother rolled to the side. Sarah felt the cock slip from her.

Marlene released the embrace she had on her husband and looked at her daughter who smiled at her. Sarah was the only of the three who hadn't yet climaxed and her mother decided to correct that. Stopping only to clean her husbands cock by engulfing it in her mouth, she moved to Sarah's crotch and began to move her tongue around her shaved privates. She lapped up as much of husband's cum as she could. The taste was fabulous, "Campbell's should make a soup," she thought, "Sarah Flavored Cream of Jerry Soup." Musty with sweetness and ust the right amount of sourness. It was her daughter's juices that made the flavor she thought as she pushed her tongue into her daughter as far as it would go.

Sarah had no idea her mother was so skilled at this. Sarah had had a few sexual sessions with her girl friends but none were this skilled at giving her pleasure. She quickly climaxed and her mother continued licking and fingering beyond the point it was unbearable. Sarah struggled to free her clit from her mother's mouth but it stayed with her until the sensations passed from unbearable into irritating until her genitals were numb. Her mother finally stopped.

None of the three made it to the swinger's party that evening. Sally lay in her mother's embrace, her head on her mother's breast. Her father lay behind her, his genitals resting in her butt crack. One arm was under her waist, its hand between her legs, gently touching her womanhood. His other arm lay over her head its hand cupping her mother's breast. Sarah had never felt so satisfied, so relaxed, so loved. She slept soundly. 



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 07



Awakenings

Jerry Malone awoke, disoriented, in a dark, unfamiliar room. Then he remembered, he was in his stepdaughter's room and this sleeping, voluptuous, nude body he had his arms around was his stepdaughter, Sarah. He began to panic, "What about her mother?" Then he remembered, her mother had participated in the sexual activity and looking over Sarah's head he saw her mother, also nude, sleeping peacefully on the other side of her daughter. His cock stiffened at the memory of last night's activities. But he couldn't get it out of his mind that he had done something incorrect. He wasn't helped by the constant intruding thought that he'd love to have sex with her again.

He carefully moved his arm from under the sleeping young woman and then slowly got out of the bed. Then he went to the other side of the bed and quietly wakened his wife.

Sarah Wakes

Sarah woke slowly. Her first thoughts, her eyes still closed, were of the previous evening. Had she really had fabulous sex with her step father? Had her mother really eaten her to orgasm? For that matter had she eaten her mother to orgasm? No, it wasn't a dream, she realized. It had happened. She hugged her naked breasts and moved one hand to her crotch and massaged her clit imagining her stepfather's cock inside her.

She opened her eyes. Where were they? The three of them had been in bed together when she fell asleep on her mother's breast. She smelled the faint odor of coffee and sounds of breakfast from the kitchen. Instead of getting up, she continued reminiscing. 

She recalled how the evening had started with her asking to go with her parents to their swingers party. A thrill went through her genitals when she remembered that they had agreed to her request. Now that she was 18 and out of high school she felt that she could have sex with men, not boys and the parties offered that. She just needed a partner to come with her. She didn't think it was likely many of her old high school sex partners would agree to that. Maybe with a week or so to look she could find one. She started thinking about the boys she knew, considering which wouldn't mind that most of the women were over 30 and that they couldn't have sex with her (her mother had said it was impolite). What she needed was a man not a boy ... a man, not a boy. An idea came to her. The more she thought about it the better it sounded, well, anyway, the more she thought about it the more sexual excitement filled her and the wetter her vagina became.

She jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen, not bothering to dress. "Mom, Dad!" she exclaimed. "Can I go to the next swingers party?"

Her stepfather kept his face buried in the paper. Her mom answered, "I thought you couldn't get someone to go with you?"

"I just didn't have time to find someone and wasn't sure I could. But now I've thought about it and I have time to talk to whoever I pick. So can I?"

"I guess so, what do you think, Jerry?"

Her father put the paper aside and looked with approval at his naked stepdaughter, "Sure why not?"

"Oh, by the way," her mother addressed her.

"What mom?"

"Your father and I have talked about last night."

"It was great!" Sarah said to them both. "You both made me feel so special."

"We enjoyed ourselves too, but ..."

"but?"

"Well, I don't want you having sex with your father to be a regular thing. In fact, I'd prefer you not do it at all."

"But mom ...?"

"No, Sarah, he's MY husband and your father,"

"STEPfather" Sarah corrected.

"... your FATHER. It's really not appropriate."

"Dad?"

Her father responded with disappointment. "Your mother is right. In any case, if it makes her feel bad we shouldn't do it." He knew he'd love to do it again. But he also knew he needed to keep peace in the home. "And," he thought, "I might be able to get the rule changed as long as the sexual activity is infrequent."

"Mom, didn't you enjoy yourself?"

"Not as much as if I had been the one having sex with your father."

"You're jealous? Even though you go to those swinger parties?"

"Firstly, you're our daughter, so it's not totally appropriate."

"I'm his STEPdaughter."

"He's adopted you as his own and treats you as his own daughter. He's your FATHER. Secondly, the women at the parties aren't around every day. Thirdly, I know you and your FATHER. I don't know how we could put any reasonable limits on your sexual activity. You're both randy as hell."

Sarah knew her mother's sexual dalliances had ended her previous two marriages, the first to her natural father. "You should talk!" she retaliated and then shuffled back to her bedroom. At least they had agreed to let her go to the party.

While she was in the shower, rubbing her clit and thinking of sex, she was reminded of her friend Sally. At her graduation, (was that really only a week ago?) she had hooked up with her old friend and had hoped to spend a lot of time with her tracking down men to fuck. But just a couple of days ago Sally had a bad experience with the guys they had hooked up with at the beach. She had not been returning calls or texts. Sarah wondered if Sally might want to go to the party too.

As soon as she had dried off she quickly went into the kitchen and caught her mom and dad before they left for work. "Mom and dad, do you think I could invite Sally to the party too?"

Her mother hesitated and looked at her husband. She was thinking about having another young stud to fuck.

Sarah's father looked up, "Sally? who's that?"

"You met her just a couple of days ago. Remember she was trying on swimsuits."

"Oh yeah," He remembered the thin girl with almost no figure, breasts or butt. At first he had thought her very plain with her large nose and mouth and her mousy brown hair. But she had been topless and he remembered the large nipples which hardened at his glance. Her suit bottoms showed her fleshy genitals to maximum effect and she had dark penetrating eyes. His cock hardened at the thought those genitals might be available for him to fuck.

He looked at his wife. Her wordless gaze said it would be okay with her to have Sally along but she wanted him to make the final decision. "Of course, invite her," he told his stepdaughter doing his best not to show how anxious he was. His wife smiled in approval.

Sarah quickly called Sally who answered this time but seemed a bit reluctant. "Mom can you talk to Sally about the party?" she requested and her mom took the phone.

After a long discussion, her mother handed the phone back. "I think Sally's coming," she said. "But you need to get her a copy of the club rules."

Sarah took the phone and told her friend how happy she was she'd be coming and then went back into her room to dress.

Sarah's Date

Now it was time to find a guy to go to the swinger's party with her. Her heart pounded at the idea she had. She got up her nerve and called her former high school hoping that she'd be able to find the guy she had in mind. In a deep voice she asked if they could get her in touch with Mr. Horton.

Mr Horton had been her junior year English teacher. All the cheerleaders had noticed the way he looked at them and the other pretty girls in the school. They referred to him as "Mr Horny". Sarah knew he looked at her a lot in class. He never made any advances toward her or any of the other cheerleaders But there was a rumor that a few years earlier he'd taken up with one or more cheerleaders after they graduated. He was a good looking guy and the cheerleaders sometimes talked about how they wished it was them.

To her surprise they rang his office and he answered. She was so surprised that she was at a loss for words. Mr. Horton asked "Is anyone there?" twice and was about to hang up when she got her voice and courage. "Mr Horton?"

"Yes?"

"Mr Horton, I'm a bit surprised you're at school."

"I have some things to take care of before I take off for the summer. Who is this?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Sarah Malone. I don't know if you remember me. I was in your English class as a junior. I just graduated."

"Yes, I remember you." He remembered the voluptuous student. He enjoyed watching her on campus and was pleasantly surprised when she had been assigned to his English class. He wondered why she had called. Usually only his best students called asking for references to colleges or workplaces. Sarah had been an average student at best. "What is it you want?" he asked in his most pleasant voice.

Sarah pulled herself together and gathered more courage. Even then her voice seemed weak and trembled a bit. "I wonder if you might go to a party with me?"

"Excuse me?" Her voice had been so weak he wasn't sure he heard what she said. It sounded a lot like an invitation. Why would she do that? "Could you please speak up."

It was a lot easier to say the second time and she spoke loudly, adding some explanation, "I need someone older than the guys I know to take me to a party and I thought you might be willing."

This was incredible. He was used to students asking for good grades in exchange for sex but a former student? A very attractive former student? She was probably playing a prank with several of her friends listening in. He was aware of the untrue rumors that he dated attractive former students and was subject to occasional suchpranks. He decided to play along but needed to be careful. "Oh, and why me?"

"Well, I know you liked looking at me so I thought maybe ..." She wondered if this was a good idea.

"I see. And why do you need someone older than the guys you know?"

"Well ..." she decided to provide background. "My parents are swingers. You know what I mean?"

This was a new approach. He wondered if he heard her right. "Swingers?"

"Yes. You know. They go to these swapping parties where they have sex with other people."

"Oh, yes." This prank was showing much more originality and cleverness than she had ever shown in class. Probably it had been made up by one of the friends listening in and they had chosen Sarah because they knew that would get his attention. If this was actually Sarah at the other end of the line.

"Well, they said I can come to one of the parties but they're only for couples so I need a date."

"I see." Now it had become ridiculous. "But why me?"

"Everyone there would be like 40 or 50. I don't think any of the guys I know would want to come to a party like that. especially since they couldn't have sex with me."

Now there was a twist. He would expect a prank would involve the possibility of sex with the young girl on the other end of the line. "I don't understand."

"My parents say it's bad form for couples to have sex when the purpose of the party is to swap."

He decided it was time to wrap it up. It was a clever set up. "I don't think it would be appropriate."

"Why not, Mr Horton. You're not married are you? Do you have a girlfriend? Please consider."

He was taken aback by the pleading tone. He didn't recall Sarah being in the drama club or having much acting ability. Of course there was the likelihood that it wasn't Sarah on the other end. He thought a bit. What if it was Sarah? What if it wasn't a prank. He was single and this party seemed attractive. How to pursue it without being the butt of a joke, or worse finding himself in a situation where he would lose his teaching position.

"Mr Horton?"

"Sarah." He said firmly in his best, no nonsense permitted, classroom voice.

"Yes, Mr Horton." She felt like she was about to get a reprimand. This was a bad idea.

Her voice showed exactly the kind of deference he wanted. So he shifted to his encouraging the weak student to perform better voice. "Sarah, how do I know you're not playing a prank? How do I even know you're actually Sarah Malone?"

She understood and wondered how she could prove those things to him. "I can prove who I am by meeting you." She realized that he could still sense a prank. "We could meet somewhere public where you would know it's not a prank. Like the mall or maybe the pier. You could pretend we ran into each other by accident."

He decided he would play this out, carefully, and get out as soon as it was an obvious prank. She sure seemed willing to take this beyond the usual level. In most cases the prank was just a single call as part of a sleepover. This one was either not a prank or much more elaborate than most young girls would be willing or able to pull off. "And how do you prove it's not a prank?"

"I don't know. Maybe we can think about it and discuss it when we meet."

They arranged to meet, "by chance," at the mall food court. Mr Horton asked to do it in a couple of days, thinking a prank was less likely to be drawn out. If it was a group of girls they'd want to see the staged meeting that very afternoon.

That afternoon Sarah realized what to do. She approached her mother. "Mom, I've asked Mr. Horton to come to the party."

"Who's Mr. Horton?"

"He's a teacher at the high school. He was my English teacher one year."

Marlene Malone was shocked. She hadn't realized that one of Sarah's teachers was having relations with her, "WHAT?"

"Relax, mom, what's the problem?"

"Sarah, you've been dating one of your teachers?"

"No, Mom," Sarah giggled at the thought. "I just thought an older guy than most of those I know might be better for the party."

Her mother felt both relief and disappointment. Relief that her daughter hadn't had a relationship with a teacher but disappointment that she wasn't bringing a young guy. She was so anxious to have one of Sarah's better looking guys. "Oh. I guess that's OK."

"Well, it would be but he thinks I'm trying to play a joke on him."

"Of course he would," Marlene expressed her immediate thought aloud.

"I thought that maybe if you came with me to meet him he'd know it wasn't a joke. You could explain the rules and help him know what to expect."

Proof

Mark Horton sat at a table in the food court aware of all the young women around. He recognized a couple of them but none had shown any recognition of him. He had worried about one of his better students seeing him. They might come right up to him and begin taking but, thankfully, none did. He was beginning to doubt this was a good idea. If he was seen talking to Sarah Malone that might start rumors or at least add a name to the rumors that already circulated about him.

Then he saw her walking along the aisle across from the food court along with an older version of herself. The two of them strolled nonchalantly over to where he sat.

"Hi, Mr. Horton," Sarah did a reasonable job of acting like she was surprised. The older beauty stood quietly.

"Hello, Sarah," he said quietly.

"Do you know my mom, Mr. Horton?"

"No, I don't," he extended his hand. "Hello, Mrs. Malone."

Sarah sat down across from him, "Tell him, Mom."

The older version of Sarah, same blond hair, same blue eyes, same large breasts, an ever so slightly thicker figure, sat in the chair next to his. "I'm sorry, Mr. Horton. This is a bit awkward but Sarah is quite persistent." She was looking at the young, attractive teacher in his late 20's. Sarah had told her about the rumors and she could see why they began. Every female student would want to be the student referred to in the rumor. For that matter she was now hoping to get this hunk to the swingers party. Her daughter certainly had good taste.

"I agree, it is," he responded. "I hope you don't mind, Mrs. Malone but I need to be sure I'm not being set up. Do you have an ID?" The similarity in appearance made it unlikely that this was not Sarah's mother but he was still hesitant and uncertain. "A definite MILF," he found himself thinking as he looked at the driver's license. The prospect of fucking this woman made it all the more difficult to resist the temptation. As he handed the card back he looked at her and realized she had the same thought.

"My God, he wants me," Marilyn Malone thought as she took the card back and pushed her chair close to his. "So, what do you want to know, Mr. Horton?"

He didn't want to lead her answers so he just said, "Tell me about this party."

"Well, it's a swingers party. Wife swapping if you will. A group of couples get together and we have sex with each others partners. It's pretty open but we do have some specific rules to avoid non-consensual or unsafe activities." She rummaged in her purse leaning over as she did so allowing him to see down her loose fitting neckline. She handed over two sheets of paper.

She continued, "Since it's a swapping party we insist that only couples come and it's considered impolite to have sex with your significant other at the party. We assume you do that at home."

"Wife swapping? But don't you need to be married?" he asked and then began looking at the rules.

"Oh no, several couples aren't married. Wife swapping is just the vernacular. We never call it that, we refer to ourselves as swingers."

"Sarah and I aren't a couple."

"No one will check. We just don't want a bunch of single men crashing the party."

"You're okay with Sarah doing this?"

"She's of age. And I know she's had plenty of sexual partners. And, just between us, I'm hoping she'll bring along a good looking guy." She stroked his thigh under the table.

He was taken aback, "I see."

"We'd love to have you." The stroking on his thigh moved to his crotch.

He had to get out his concern, "I'm worried that someone at the party will recognize me and if some parents find out then ..."

"We all know there's a stigma attached to our activity. You don't need to worry," She began rubbing her fingers against his testicles.

He couldn't resist the come-on, "Well, okay, I'll come."

"Thanks, Mr Horton," Sarah said.

"Yes,thank you," her mother echoed, giving the hardening member she felt in his slacks a quick squeeze. "Come by our home at 7, we'll drive you to the party."

The Party

They arrived at the party earlier than most of the guests. Mark Horton undressed to his briefs because he felt uncomfortable undressing further. The others stripped naked and he admired both Sarah and her mother's body. Marlene took Mark and her daughter and showed them the layout. Sarah got stares from the two guys who had arrived earlier and at the hot tub a forty something guy came out of the tub. Sarah's mother introduced him as Larry. He immediately asked Sarah if she'd like to relax with him in the tub. Sarah looked over at her mother who gave her a reassuring look of encouragement and Sarah sat next to him in the tub.

Larry was a decent looking guy with brown hair, graying at the temples. His body was kept in good shape but he clearly didn't spend time at the beach, as he was pale with a farmer's tan. As soon as they sat, he began very gently stroking Sarah's back with one hand and her thighs with the other. Then she sat back and he moved his hands to her abdomen, moving slowly to her breasts and nipples. She closed her eyes and relaxed with her head back and spread her legs as the hand at her thigh moved to her crotch and her clit and a couple of fingers penetrated her vagina. She was ready for sex but didn't want this to end. She moved her hand to Larry's cock to encourage him to keep it up. She felt a 7 inch long inch in diameter, rock hard cylinder of flesh and stroked it up and down with the same gentle attention he was giving her breasts and genitals.

Her reverie was interrupted by her father arriving, escorting Sally. She realized why he had remained behind when they arrived. He wanted first chance at Sally. She greeted them and chuckled to herself as she leaned back to enjoy Larry's ministrations.

After a few minutes Sally shouted over, "Your dad wants to fuck me."




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 07



Sarah answered, "He's only my step dad, and he's already told me he's not going to do me so it might as well be you."

She was ready for a fucking herself so she turned to her companion, "You wanna fuck, Larry?"

The four of them got out of the pool and Sarah grabbed a towel to dry Larry. She paid special attention to his engorged male member and gave the tip a quick kiss as she handed the towel to him and stood waiting for him to dry her.

Sarah was enjoying herself. Here she was naked under the nighttime sky with a naked man drying her body off. She spread her arms to enjoy the light night breeze. As he finished drying she moved the hand holding the towel to her crotch, "I'm still damp," she said sweetly. Then as he rubbed her genitals and she felt the tingle of pleasure she said, "I don't think the dampness is going away, feel," and took the towel from his hand, placed it at her crotch and pushed a finger inside. "Oh yeah! Feel!"

She felt like all the men were looking at her when she entered the room. She was well aware of the effect her body had on men and she knew being naked enhanced the effect. She held her ample breasts high and walked with her legs slightly separated, swinging her hips joyfully. She smiled and made eye contact with as many of the guys as possible, though most were looking lower than her eyes. "All these men," she thought, "men, not boys" She was done with boys. It was great being 18!

To one side she saw her mother being pounded on by some young guy she didn't recognize.

She lay on her back on a mattress, spreading her legs to admit Larry's seven inch long, inch and a half thick penis. The first of many tonight she hoped. She wouldn't be disappointed.

She was enjoying herself immensely when Larry stopped and withdrew. As he moved away, breathing heavily, a male voice said, "You've been at this for a while now. Would the young lady mind if I took a turn?"

Sarah didn't even look up, "Sure Larry, let him have a go." She felt Larry's cock pull out as he gave her breasts a final squeeze and her nipples a kiss. The other guy, put his hands on her breasts and she felt a slimmer, shorter cock enter and begin its motion. This guy rubbed her back and twisted his hips so the cock stroked at constantly changing angles. She thought she was in heaven.

It wasn't long before another voice said, "May I?"

"You've got a fan club waiting," the guy who was fucking her said. Sally turned to see three guys watching, all with stiff cocks. The one directly behind her repeated, "May I?"

She turned over to look at him and check out the cock. He was in his late thirties, slim with a cock that was average in most every way with a slight upward curve. She decided it would be better to have her hips elevated so the guys could penetrate to the maximum extent. It would also give her a view of the cocks entering and exiting, always a turn-on. "Are there any pillows around?" she asked. Someone immediately placed one at her head. "Not there," she said and positioned it under hips, spreading her legs. She reached down and spread her labia in invitation. The invitation was immediately accepted and she watched as the curved member slid quickly in.

After a couple of other guys and another orgasm, a lady stepped up and asked, "Do you mind if I have a taste?"

"Absolutely not," was Sarah's reply. She was over fifty, slightly heavy with short salt and pepper hair. As the woman knelt between her leg and began licking at her clit Sarah asked, "How about you return the favor." She moved her hips over Sarah's face and lowered her cunt to her mouth. Sarah was not inexperienced at this and inserted a finger while licking away at the woman's clit. Sarah's legs were soon writhing in pleasure and she had to stop as an intense orgasm surged through her body. The woman rose up slightly to allow Sarah to bring her to a full orgasm as well.

A Swim

An elderly man approached and Sarah gasped out, "Not now, I need a break and something to drink."

The man extended his hand and helped her up. "You have had a workout." He led her to an untended bar where he pulled a can of Coke out of the refrigerator and presented it to her. She stood drinking the Coke looking at the naked and mostly naked couples lounging around and talking. There were only a few actually on the mattresses. Sally was one. Sarah's mom was on a mattress with Mr Horton. They were talking, laughing and playing sexual touching games but weren't having intercourse. The elderly man was still beside her. "You want to go out to the pool?"

"I guess so, why"

"It's a good place to cool off after your heated sessions," he said with a smile.

The walked to the pool and sat on the edge with their feet dangling in the water. He gently rubbed her back as they sat. "You're here with your husband?"

"No, I came with my parents."

"Oh, who?"

"Jerry and Marlene Malone."

"Oh, of course, I see the resemblance. I thought only couples were allowed."

"Oh, I brought a guy, Mark Horton."

"I see, boyfriend?"

"No, an acquaintance." She didn't feel right to reveal that he had been her teacher. "None of my usual boyfriends would likely come."

"Why's that?"

"Everyone's kind of old, no offense."

"None taken"

"And they'd want to have sex with me."

"Perfectly understandable."

The chill of the night air was starting to get to her. "I'm getting chilly. Maybe we can go back in?"

He jumped into the pool and moved between her legs. "The pool's heated, try it out." He reached over to her to help her in.

She pushed herself to the edge and he cupped his hands over her breasts, squeezing her nipples gently between his middle fingers. Then he moved his mouth to her crotch, used his tongue to separate her labia and moved it to stimulate her clit.

"OHH!" she exclaimed, startled by the sudden excitement.

He moved his hands underneath her breasts and firmly lifted her. She instinctively put her hands on his shoulders for balance. She hadn't realized how strong he was and how muscular his shoulders were. He moved her close and set her down allowing her body to slide against his own. She felt his substantial cock slide past her genitals to her belly. As he released her she reached down and grabbed it. Maybe 8 inches long and an inch and a half in diameter she had only noticed his age and never how well hung and built he was.

"How about a race?" he asked.

"A race?"

"Sure we swim the length of the pool and back."

Sarah felt she was a reasonable strong swimmer and even thought this guy was well built she felt she should be able to beat a 60 year old. "Sure."

"Want to make it interesting?"

"Interesting?"

"Yeah, a bet."

"What would we bet?"

"Winner decides what we do next."

"Not much of a bet, we'd both say fucking."

"I mean the winner decides when, how, calls the shots."

"Sounds like a win-win bet to me."

"We're on?"

"Sure."

"You give the start signal."

"Ready-Set-Go!" Sarah pushed off the edge of the pool and began strong stokes. Surprisingly he delayed before beginning.

He swam past her about midway and then waited at the other end. As soon as she arrived, he shot off and was back where they started by the time she was half way there. He swam back to her and said, "Lay back in the water."

She did as he asked and he put one arm around her just below her breasts and expertly swam to the shallow end taking her with him. "Yeah, I'm a beach lifeguard and compete in the triathlon. Swimming's my strongest leg." He laughed.

"So, what do you want to do with me," Sarah said feigning anger but actually eager and excited.

"I'll arrange for a bedroom for the rest of the party," he said. "We'll find something to do there."

Bedroom

The bedroom was pretty conventional except that the bed had only a sheet, no covers or bedspread. He sat on the edge and patted the middle of the bed, "Lay here," he requested.

She did so and he put his feet on the bed, sitting next to her head and spread his legs. "How far can you take it?" he asked presenting his partially erect cock to her mouth.

She leaned over, licked the cock up and down several times and then took the fully erect member into her mouth. She licked around the tip and then let it slide in.

"Not a deep throat expert, I see."

She pulled off, "deep throat?"

"You put it all the way in," he explained.

She looked at the full eight inches, "how far did I get it in?" she asked.

"About here," he said indicating a point 3 or 4 inches along.

"I'll gag if I go any farther," she said.

"That's the trick," he told her. "But let's not have any vomit today, you're doing just fine."

She resumed, this time allowing it to push in until she was sure she'd gag and then pulling back. A couple of times she pushed past the gag point and managed to restrain the reflex. He began stroking her hair and massaging her shoulders while humming joyfully.

"Ahhh! I think that's enough," he said.

"As she pulled back she asked, "how far?"

He indicated a place almost seven inches along and smiled at her. "My turn" he said and lifted her, laying her on her back. He began kissing her lightly, on the ears, on the nose, on the neck, on the lips, on the neck, ... Meanwhile one hand gently caressed her breasts, her arms, her abdomen, her breasts, her neck, her arms, her shoulders, her arms, ... And his other hand spent its time on her inner thigh, her outer thigh, the side of her butt, her inner thigh, her genitalia, her inner thigh, ... She moaned in pleasure and rubbed her hands on his smooth chest and over his back, arching her back and lifting her butt.

Suddenly, the fingers of the hand at her crotch drove into her vagina and began stroking wildly, the thumb at her clit while his other hand concentrated on her breasts. She gasped and dropped her hands to her side. One felt his hardened cock and grasped it tightly. His mouth and tongue found hers and she shook in the throes of an orgasm that went on and on. his mouth against hers muffled her squeal of pleasure.

He flipped her over with no apparent effort and began massaging her shoulders and back with his legs astride hers and his balls pressed into her butt crack. She relaxed and felt like she might fall sleep when a slight adjustment of his hips pushed his cock between her legs and it began sliding back and forth over her labia. He laid his body on her and began kissing her neck and ears. Shivers shot through her, raising goose-bumps. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around her, one to massage her breasts and the other at her crotch pushing the large cock between her pussy lips. Back and forth it went rubbing her clit with every stroke. She came again with an unmuffled squeal.

She could barely get her breath and he raised his body, knelt between her legs, lifted her hips and drove his member into her gaping fuck hole. She lay gasping as he drove it repeatedly in and out, one hand fingering her clit, the other massaging her breasts. She wondered how much she could take as a massive orgasm shook her body.

He moved to the side and lay on his back, gently urging her to kneel over him, her pussy poised above his rock hard cock.

He smiled at her, "how are you doing?"

"Oh my God!," she gasped, "Can we rest?"

"My rules," he said with a slight laugh. "just sit yourself down." She did so and he made sure his cock penetrated her as she did so.

"Now you can rest," he said and she leaned forward to put her head on his chest. Her breast lay against his rock hard abs. His hands held her in a gentle hug. She felt his breathing match hers and he was causing his cock to throb gently inside her.

"Oh my God!" she repeated quietly.

Overload

Fifteen or twenty minutes later he asked, "are you rested?"

"Very," she replied.

"Then hang on." He smiled at her and gently pushed her into a sitting position. She felt his cock growing inside her.

He lifted his hips and her with them and then began thrusting up and down vigorously, holding onto her under her breasts so she didn't fly off and so his cock remained inside her. His pubic hair cushioned her clit as it slammed repeatedly against him but nothing cushioned the friction of his cock against her moist vaginal walls. She heard herself squealing with each thrust and felt the sexual excitement rising, starting deep in her vagina and clit and slowly spreading through her body. Slowly but surely her climax came but there was nothing slow about the way he bucked against her. She had no idea how he kept her from flying off the bed. And it didn't stop with her orgasm which intensified quickly with the movement until it was unbearable. She was shrieking, not squealing, in ecstasy.

The orgasm subsided and so did his movement. "Very good, cowgirl," he said. "You win tonight's riding competition."

She smiled as he repositioned her underneath him. His cock came out, but only momentarily, as he grabbed a pillow, folded it and deftly placed it under her butt. The cock was slowly and gently re-inserted. Then began a period of slow gentle intercourse. He moved the long, thick penis slowly in and out, sometimes withdrawing it fully and letting it find its own way to her vaginal cavity with a slow and gentle insertion.

Sarah began to feel frustrated. There was an itch, a very sensual itch, in her vagina and clitoris. They wanted to explode but the feelings were coming so slowly. She tried to jam her hips into him in order to step up the pace.

"Could you go faster, please?" she asked.

"Of course I can. Don't you like this? I find it extremely pleasurable."

"I'm so frustrated by it. I want to come but I'm not sure I will at this rate."

"Good things come to those who wait." He smiled and laughed but continued his slow, steady rhythm.

Sarah began breathing heavily and moaning with each inward movement. Then, an orgasm hit suddenly, she squealed as her body spasmed. Then another with the next inward thrust, then another. He sped up his movement and all-out continuous orgasmic spasms racked her body. He kept up his movement, now at a steady, rapid pace. The orgasmic spasms wouldn't stop. She could hardly catch her breath and the overload of pleasure brought tears to her eyes. He kept on moving, his cock stimulating her vagina, his pubes hitting her clit, his balls bouncing against her butt, his hands gently massaging her breasts and nipples. She was letting out an almost continuous squeal, interrupted only by her strained efforts to inhale.

"Stop, Please stop." she managed to gasp out.

He pushed himself fully in, she squealed once more and he stopped as she gasped for breath. "Does it hurt?" he asked.

"No, no, I just can't take any more.'

"Any more?"

"Any more of that."

"Too much pleasure for you?" he asked.

"I don't know. I guess. Just too much,"

He moved his thumb to her clit and as he touched it she squealed again, "Ahhh!", her abdomen and legs contracted briefly. He touched again, "Ahhh!" and the contractions came again. He wiggled his thumb on the hard button to generate a long "Ahhhh!" and a brief series of contractions. "No!" she gasped, "too much."

He had never known a woman so sensitive. He liked punching through the external contractions of abdomen and legs to get what he thought of as a deep vaginal orgasm: an orgasm of vaginal contractions that would stimulate his orgasm and pump the juice out of his cock. He wondered if this young woman could reach that state given her sensitivity once she had the external contractions. He wondered if she might be overly sensitive because of all the fucking she'd done earlier that night.

"Let's get you on top," he suggested, thinking it would help if she could be in control.

He pushed in, causing another yelp of pleasure and then rolled over so she was on top of him with his penis still firmly inside her. The process elicited two more squeals.

Now that she was sitting on him, Sarah discovered that even the slightest movement rubbed her clit and sent a thrill through her body. But the very slight moves were no longer unbearable but had the most exquisite feeling. "Much better," she told him with a smile as she tried various minimal movements.

He relaxed and enjoyed the show as she began slowly pleasuring herself on his cock. She began breathing heavily and then threw her head back as she intensified her motions. Then her body shook and she made a little squeal, He took the cue and began rapidly thrusting in and out. Her squeal turned to a scream and he felt what he had been waiting for. Contractive ripples massaged his cock and he thrust hard into her spasming vagina and the excitement of her orgasm brought him over. He felt his own contractions and the semen rushing through the cock and into her. His involuntary movements increased her sensation and she screamed in bursts between gasps for breath while her vagina pumped him dry.

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed as she collapsed onto his chest burying her nipples in his chest hair.

He let her lay there as he stroked her hair and the soft skin of her back, enjoying the feeling of her large, soft breasts pushing against his chest as she breathed.

All Sarah could think of was how great it was to have men, not boys fucking her. Especially men who knew what they were doing. She wished the evening wouldn't end.

The Evening Ends (Maybe)

When they came down the stairs, Sarah's father was there with Sally. "There you are!" he said to her. "Hi Todd," he said to her companion of the moment.

"Hello, Jerry. This is an exquisite young woman you have."

"Don't I know it!" Then. after Todd left he asked Sarah, "did you enjoy yourself?"

"Enjoy doesn't begin to describe it! It was way past enjoyable."

"I'm glad." Then he handed her the keys to the car. "Your mother and I are staying here for the night. Take Mark home. Let him know he's more than welcome to spend the night at our place if he wants."

Sarah smiled at Sally. Her glance confirmed the suspicion that Sally was the reason he was staying though she wasn't sure why he didn't bring her home. "At our place?" she inquired.

"He's more than welcome to spend the night. With you. If he wants. And if you want. Use our bedroom if you'd like."

That was an interesting development. She had hoped to get a chance with Mr. Malone but wasn't sure how to approach it. her heart beating she acted nonchalant, "Oh, sure. Where is he?"

"I think your mom is telling him that we're staying over. Here he comes."

Sarah realized that he was staying here with Sally because of her mother. He couldn't use the bedroom at home unless they wanted a threesome. A look across the room confirmed that her mother would be spending the night with Jason, Sally's friend. She gave Sally a wink and Sally returned it.

Sarah's mother had made it clear to Mark Horton that he was welcome, maybe even encouraged, to spend the night with her daughter. "What a strange family," he had thought. Then he realized that the rumors about him and a former cheerleader were about to come true. He didn't see how he would be able to resist this offer.

Mark came over and nodded to Jerry Malone and said to the voluptuous, naked young woman next to him, "Well, Sarah, I guess we're on our own."

"I guess so," she replied a bit shyly.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 08



Sally at Home

Sally Czarwitz lay in bed thinking of the events of the past days. She had been at the beach with her friend, Sarah, and they had gone with two guys to have sex. They had gotten sex alright! At the guys' beach house they had been tied down. Sally had been left unsatisfied and angry. Sarah had been fine with the whole thing and had called Sally a control freak.

Sally realized that much of her anger was due to Sarah being right. She hated being found out. She knew that she liked being in control. She disliked being tied down because she was used to being in charge during her sexual encounters. In high school (had she really graduated only a week ago?) she had her "stable" of guys she could call up for sex and most of them had been virgins when she met them. She had "trained" them to fulfill her sexual needs and desires.

She wanted to apologize but was also held back by the certain knowledge that she didn't want to be in that situation again. Sarah was desperate to find and fuck as many "men" as possible this summer. She had said she was tired of high school "boys" and now that she was 18 and out of high school, she wanted older guys. And she was on a quest to pick them up wherever and whenever she could.

Sally went along because she, like Sarah, was enthralled with sex. But after that experience at the beach, she didn't want to be out tracking down strangers any more. She wasn't sure how to tell Sarah. Most of the reason they were friends seemed to be related to tracking down guys for sex.

She was debating calling when she got a call from Sarah. She hesitated but realized now was as good a time as any.

"Hey, Sally guess what?" the voice at the other end was cheerful, as if the beach incident had never happened.

Sarah suppressed the anger she felt, after all Sarah had enjoyed herself. "What?" she responded.

Sarah sensed the tone of displeasure but ignored it, "My Mom and Dad are letting me come to one of their swingers parties!"

Sally knew that Sarah parents were swingers. In fact Sarah had mentioned it occasionally, even back when they were in middle school. And she usually made some comment about wanting to joining them. "Oh?" was the simple response.

Sarah had hoped for a more enthusiastic response but forged on. "Guess what else?"

"Sarah, I have no idea."

Sarah, in her enthusiasm, missed the impatient tone. "They said you can come too! You can come too! Isn't that great?"

Sally was surprised but not enthused. She wasn't sure it would be so great. Doubts and questions flooded her mind.

It might remind her of the time at the beach house. All those strangers. No control over what they might want. "No control,"

she thought. "But then maybe that's just what I need."

She began to ask Sarah questions, "What goes on there?" "What kind of people?" "Do you have to have sex with everybody?"

Sarah's answers were totally unsatisfying and Sarah sensed that so she put her mother on the phone.

Sarah's mom explained that the party would be at a private home with a pool and hot tub. "but only a limited number of people will be allowed in." She said there would be mattresses on the floor for couples to use.

"You mean everyone has sex in front of everyone else?" Sally asked.

"Well, yes. Some of the people like to watch rather than have sex. There are a lot of couples where one has sex and the other watches. There will be two or three private rooms available but they need to be reserved for a price."

"I didn't know this was for money," Sally heard Sarah exclaim in the background.

"Yes," her mother replied to Sarah and then told Sally, "the owners of the house need to be compensated for their effort and they have expenses. each couple is expected to make a donation when they come in. $75 or $100 is appropriate. And then for limited resources like private rooms they will make another charge. Young women like you are at a premium. You should expect the gentleman to pay for the room."

Sarah gasped in the background and Sally expressed dismay. Sarah's mom answered, "You should find men to go with you who can afford to pay the donation."

Sally heard Sarah speak up, "Mom you said something about not having sex with the guy you come with?"

Her mother repeated that to Sally adding, "It's not a rule but it's bad form. The point of the party is the opportunity to have sex with someone else. If you want to have sex with the guy you come with why not just do it at home."

Sally asked the question she was most concerned about, "Do you have to have sex with whoever asks?

"No. It's the number one rule that 'no' means 'no' and that no-one is forced to have sex with anyone else. Like I said, some come just to watch. Young women like you and Sarah will be in demand and it wouldn't be polite to be too picky. It would be nice if you accepted all requests. I also suggest that you consider a time limit on how long you spend with anyone. You can just say that someone else is waiting. Everyone will understand."

"What do we wear?" Sally asked.

"Anything you want. I suggest you wear jeans or something there. We'll have a locker to put your street clothes in. Most women wear whatever they can to show off their assets.Young women like you will be best off spending your time nude. Most of the more attractive women don't wear anything. I wear a see through bra and panties to kind of hide my stretch marks but yet show I have the equipment."

"What do the guys wear?" was the obvious next question.

"Many go naked. It's just easier. Some of the less well endowed wear briefs that emphasize what they do have. A few will be in boxers, those show off erections real well." She laughed thinking about how in some cases, penises would stick out of the fly.

Sally licked her lips thinking about seeing all those penises on display and maybe having many, perhaps most inside her. She was almost obsessed with the male sex organ.

"How old is everyone anyway?" Sally asked.

"Most are 30 to 40. Probably no-one under 25. Some 50 and 60's. There's one 70 year old couple who show up rarely."

That made Sally pause. Was she ready for older guys like that? It seemed a bit creepy.

Sarah's mother interpreted the pause to mean Sally had no more questions. "The club has a set of rules that everyone must follow. I'll have Sarah email you the rules.

"Do we need to bring condoms?" Sally asked, remembering how the guys at the beach house hadn't used any. Sex with strangers without condoms was not something she was going to do.

"No, there will be plenty there and the guys are expected to use them we don't want to be spreading diseases. One of the expenses those holding the party need to cover."

When Sarah was back on the phone she told Sally, "You should wear one of those tight bathing suits." She was referring to the bathing suits they had bought for Sally to wear at the beach.

"I think Sally should go nude too," her mother mentioned in the background. "Any young girl will be appreciated regardless of the size of her 'assets'." Sally had almost no breasts or figure so she knew what was being referred too. What she didn't know is that Sarah's father was also listening to that end of the conversation and unsuccessfully trying to hold down his erection as he thought of the slim friend of his daughter's in the nude.

Sally told Sarah she'd think about it after she saw the rules. "I don't know who to invite," she confided in her friend.

"Yeah, I had the same problem. But I have an idea and hope he'll agree." Sarah insisted on keeping it a secret. "It'll be a surprise," was all she'd say.

Decision

When she got the rules to be followed. Sally was happy to see "'no means no'," at the top of the list. There was also a rule that condoms were to be used for all genital contact. In general the rules were logical and even reassuring.

She began to feel comfortable with the idea of going and thought that it might be a good way to work through some of the issues resulting from the beach incident. And it seemed more and more like it might be fun. "All those penises," she thought, tightening her groin at the image. She absent mindedly began to stroke her clit.

Now is all she needed was a guy to go with. That might present a problem. The guys she knew who were still in high school were definitely out. The ones who had graduated with her would never be able to handle the price and would be reluctant to take on 30, 40, 70? year old women. She hadn't even kept in touch with those who had graduated a year or two before her and she doubted many of them would be interested in a party of much older women. Of course "cougars" seemed to be in now. She wondered how many of the women at the party would actually deserve the term. "Sarah's mom would anyway," she thought.

And it needed to be someone who would be okay with not having sex with her. More importantly, someone she wouldn't mind not having sex with. She wasn't entirely comfortable with allowing one of "her guys" to be having loads of sex with other women. She was self conscious about her looks. Thin, with no breasts and almost no figure, her nose was too large and so was her mouth and her mousy hair would never stay in any decent style. She often felt that many of her guys would start turning her down if they could have other women.

She didn't doubt that anyone she managed to get to come would demand sex before and probably afterward as a condition. "Not that that's a bad thing," she thought in anticipation of the possibility.

She called Sarah to tell her she was coming. "But I still don't know who to bring," she added.

"Yeah I know," her friend answered. "None of the high school guys are right are they?"

"But I don't know anyone else. You said you had an idea, what is it?"

"A secret, and I think it's going to work out. I think I've got a guy. We're meeting in a couple of days to talk about it."

"It's someone you don't know?"

"Oh, I know him, and you do too. He just wants to talk in person before he decides."

"Please tell me how you know this guy. Maybe I can find one like that."

"Nope, a secret. Hey! I know, you do know someone outside of school."

"Someone who would do this? Who?"

"Don't know if he'd do it, but probably. You know, the guy you met at the beach?"

Sarah was horrified, "One of the guys who took us to their beach house?"

"No, silly. Those guys were jerks and I know what you thought of them. The other guy. The one you went off with. Before the beach house guys. You know. What was his name?"

Sally remembered. "Jason," she said with a lilt in her voice. He had been a great guy and a fantastic lay. Even though it was in the confines of his surf van. He was 26 and would certainly be up for something like this. He'd singled her out at the beach and she didn't consider him definitely part of her group of guys so she wouldn't be jealous. Being older than her other guys he'd probably more up to a swingers' party with older women. And she had his number and a promise to get back together.

In her excitement she almost forgot to say goodbye to Sarah before calling Jason.

Jason remembered the young woman with no figure but great sexual skills as soon as she called. "Yeah, I'd love a party."

"It's a swinger's party."

He missed the point at first. "Yeah a party. What's so different?"

"A Swinger's party. It's for people to have sex with someone other than their usual partners."

He caught on, but not completely. "I don't have a usual partner."

"We'll go together, you'll be my partner."

He thought about having sex with her again. "Oh, so we'll have sex." He smiled.

"No, we'll have sex with others, not each other."

"Like an orgy?" He vaguely remembered other parties he'd been to that had turned into sexual free for alls with everyone naked and lots of swapping. His memory wasn't too clear because he'd been drunk or stoned at all of them.

"Not exactly. A bit more controlled. I have a set of rules you should look at."

He wasn't sure about a party for having sex but with rules. They made a date to meet for lunch at a mall food court.

At the Party

Jerry Malone sat naked in the entry way of the house where the swingers party was just starting. He had arrived early with his wife, his daughter, Sarah, and the guy his daughter had brought along. He was waiting for his daughter friend, Sally. He had seen her only once. Well, only once recently, Sarah had claimed he had seen Sally when the two girls were in middle school.

He'd been obsessing about her since he learned she would be coming. He just couldn't get her out of his mind. He pictured her standing topless the way she had been in their home. An almost anorexic girl with no real figure and no breasts. Wet, brown hair plastered against her head, a large thin nose and large mouth with thin lips. That seemed unattractive but the girl had exuded an irresistible sexuality.

She had huge nipples and had been wearing very tight panties that had been dampened and showed almost every aspect of her genitals. The gap at her crotch seemed to provide easy access to large, soft labia and she had piercing eyes. Her expression seemed to say she wanted him, or at least his cock since she had clearly been looking at his crotch where his cock was partially erect due to her half nakedness and his daughter's full nudity at the time. He couldn't control his cock now, it pointed straight out in front of him. He was fully erect and became more and more anxious for the slim girl to come through the door. He wanted first shot at that cunt.

Jason had picked up Sally in his van, the van in which she'd now had sex twice with him, once at the beach and once at the mall after she convinced him to come to the party. When they arrived at the party she was surprised to be greeted by Sarah's father. He was completely naked and, being the cock lover she was, she admired his fully erect, uncircumcised, slim penis. almost eight inches long.

He took the two of them to the lockers and when she undressed down to her white tight fitting swimsuit he looked at her approvingly. "You like it?" she asked him.

"Yes! Certainly!" he answered. "But you'll look much better naked." His stiff cock nodded in agreement

She suppressed a giggle at the reaction and the way it bounced slightly as he tightened his muscles. She smiled, unable to keep her gaze away from the cock which protruded from his body almost vertically, the bright pink tip fully exposed from the foreskin. She was always amused at the way men's genitals seemed to have been stuck on as an afterthought and his especially looked that way They were darker in color than the rest of his body and the substantial dangling pendants of his testicles hung in the fleshy sack below the hard shaft and were attached by a thin stalk of skin. "Oh my," she said covering her mouth.

Her reaction and the way she looked at his crotch excited Jerry Malone all the more. He felt like his cock would tear out of its skin.

She decided to go along with his suggestion and removed her top, exposing her flat chest with its prominent nipples. She slipped out of the bikini bottoms showing her cunt with its fleshy lips and week old growth of pubic hair.

Jerry's excitement reached an almost unbearable level. His heart pumped wildly.

She reached a hand towards his genitals, "may I?"

"My God! what next?" he thought, saying with a tremble in his voice, "Of course." He smiled and moved his body to her hand. He had looked forward to this all day. When he first saw her he had admired the cameltoe between her thighs and imagined what he could do there. Now he was even more attracted by the fleshy pillows with the thin labia extending maybe a quarter inch from her slit. He closed his eyes as she gently cupped his testicles in her hand and then gently stroked his penis. He felt like he might cum just from that activity and pulled away, opening his eyes and looking down at her.

She knew exactly why he had pulled away and had put her finger at the tip as he did so. She looked up at him, gave her best alluring smile and said, "look," showing him the string of pre-cum stretching from her finger to the tip of his penis. She moved her finger into her mouth. "Mmmm, you taste good," she told him.

"God, she knows how to use her sexuality," Jerry Malone thought as he led her through the house to the hot tub, leaving Jason to his own devices.

Sally watched with interest as they passed the large room with several mattresses on the floor. One was in use. The woman was Sarah's mother and the guy looked a lot like one of the teachers at her high school. She noticed a bowl of condoms and stopped to look at them. each bowl had a collection of sizes and flavors. She'd never really thought much about flavored condoms, preferring to have penises in her vagina rather than her mouth. There were 6 guys present besides Jason and Sarah's father, all were naked and she admired their nice-sized, though relaxed penises. one was wearing boxers and the other had a very tight pair of briefs that showed a large bulge that might have been tissue paper rather than flesh. The final one was a guy in his 50's who was sitting in the hot tub with Sarah, feeling her up. She was leaning back, with her eyes closed, enjoying the touches. Sally wondered what she would think when she saw Sally in the tub with her father.

"Thank you Mr Malone," Sally said as they settled in.

"The pleasure is mine," he said, "and call me Jerry."

"Okay, Jerry," she said reaching over to his penis. "You do seem to be enjoying yourself." She smiled and gave a slight giggle.

The sound got Sarah's attention and she looked over. "Hi, Sally, you just get here? Hi, Dad"

"Yeah, your father was showing me around. You enjoying yourself?"

"I haven't been here long but Larry here has wonderful hands." She smiled, moved one hand from her breast to her crotch, closed her eyes again and lay back.

Jerry had been lightly stroking Sally's leg under the water. Sally took it and gently moved it to her crotch where she pushed one of its fingers into her slit and partially up her vagina. He took the hint and pushed further in, rubbing inside and moving his thumb to her clit. She wrapped her hand around his penis and began stroking.

"No sex in the hot tub." he said gently, reminding her of rule number 6. "If you want to do that we better get out and go to one of the mattresses."

She smiled. "What's this you're doing?" she said, reaching down and pressing her hand against his, jamming his fingers further inside.

"No sex really means no semen in the pool," he explained. "Want to grab a mattress?" His cock was still trying to expand beyond its physical limits.

She gave a coquettish smile. "Well ..." she paused feigning thought knowing full well that's exactly what she wanted but also knowing he wanted it more than she. She shouted over to Sarah. "Your dad wants to fuck me."

Sarah answered, "He's only my step dad, and he's already told me he's not going to do me so it might as well be you." She laughed and turned to her companion, "You wanna fuck, Larry?"

The four of them got out of the pool and Sally grabbed a towel which she used to dry off Sarah's father. She paid extra attention to his rock hard cock, getting it very dry. She fondled the large balls hanging in their sack and kissed the tip of his penis before handing the towel to him. "Your turn," she said, spreading her arms and displaying her body, legs apart for drying.

Jerry Malone took the towel and carefully dried the slim body, inspecting and feeling every inch as he did so. He knelt to dry between her lags and took a good look at her genitals, spreading the lips, rubbing her large, hard clit and pushing a finger briefly inside the very moist cavity. He considered verbalizing his thought, "I don't think I can get it dry in there," but kept silent.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 08



Swinger Sally

In the main room every male eye went to Sarah but Sally noticed several quickly switched their gaze to her. Sally had wondered what happened to Jason but now saw him. A group of women were watching a fifty year old riding his cock while he relaxed on his back.

Sally took a condom from the bowl as they passed and sitting on a mattress, unrolled it onto Jerry Malone's cock. "How do you want to do this?"

"Want to do this?"

"What position, missionary, doggy?"

"Oh, lady's choice."

Sally looked around for a pillow. She liked a modified missionary with her back supported so she could present her cunt directly upward. Not seeing one she went to her second choice and kneeling on all fours she moved her chest to the mattress, presenting her ass to Jerry's cock. He was enthralled with the presentation and spent a minute examining the large genitals, feeling their softness and spreading them apart to examine the wet pinkness inside. Then he positioned his cock to point directly at the delicate softness he had been thinking about all day and slowly pushed it inside.

He put his hands on her breasts and gently squeezed her nipples. She felt the sensation of being filled and then he began moving in and out with his balls bounced against her clit. She moaned in pleasure with the rhythm as he rubbed her hard nipples between his fingers.

Jerry Malone felt so satisfied as the warmth and softness surrounded his excited penis. He was soon filled with a feeling of an upcoming climax and slowed his thrusts. The feeling was concentrated in the swollen shaft and moved to the tip. He held himself hard inside, stopping all movement. He leaned forward, placing his hands on the mattress and his chest against Sally's back. He moved his mouth to her ear and whispered, "I have to stop. If I continue I'll cum and I don't want that so early in the evening. Maybe later we can do this to a proper climax for both of us."

Sally was disappointed that it had to end so quickly but she accepted the situation, "I understand. That would be fun."

Jerry waited for his feeling to subside and then pulled his shrinking cock out of the warm cavity.

She heard another voice that sounded familiar but she couldn't place it. "If you're done, Jerry, and the young lady doesn't mind. Maybe I could have the opportunity."

"The more the merrier," was Sally's response. She liked being asked and didn't even bother looking though she would like to see the guy's cock.

But she felt it enter. It was thick. The guy jammed it home powerfully and removed it from her sheath slowly. Meanwhile he kept a firm grasp on her hips, pulling her towards himself with each thrust. He placed one arm around her waist and used a finger to stimulate her clit as he rode her. She was beginning to appreciate the differences in technique as well as the feel of the differing cock size when she was surprised by a sudden orgasm. She gasped loudly and felt her cunt grab the thick cock so hard that she was pulled backwards as he attempted to withdraw.

He let go of her hips and moved his hands to her small breasts. Her nipples rubbed the palm of his hands as he lifted her head from the floor. The cock slipped out and was driven back in, hard. She gasped again. This time he left the cock fully inserted as her vagina spasmed. He put his head close to hers. "You enjoying that, Sally?" She was sure she had heard the voice before and turned her head to get a look at the speaker. It was Mr Horton who taught English at her high school. He had been in charge of the debate team her Senior year.

"Why yes, Mr Horton," she replied with a smile. "Maybe some more?"

"Later," he said pushing into her hard and then releasing his grasp and pulling out his cock.

She turned over, first to check out his penis. It had shrunk and was now a limp 4 inches long, but over an inch thick. Secondly, she just wanted to talk. Ignoring the other two older men who clearly wanted her, she looked Mr. Horton in the eye, "Can we go somewhere to talk?"

The two of them went into what was the family room of the house. It held a serve-yourself bar and a makeshift dance floor. A multiple disc CD player had been set for random selections and some couples would dance when a danceable selection was played. There were a couple of small tables and three small love seats. Sally and Mark Horton sat in one of the love seats.

"Well, Sally. Are you enjoying yourself?" Sally had been one of the brightest students at the high school. She'd never been in any of his classes but he remembered her from the debate team. Not much of a looker, but there was something about her and his penis had responded.

"Yes I am. I enjoyed having you inside me," she said bluntly looking at his expanding cock and stroking it.

"I sensed that you did," he laughed. "I'm surprised to see you here."

"Not as surprised as I am to see you. Are you married?"

"No, I came with one of your classmates, Sarah Malone. Maybe you remember her?"

"What?" Sally exclaimed. "So the rumors of you having affairs with students are true?"

"Oh no, I've not had an affair with any student. Sarah called me out of the blue and asked if I would come. I'm not even supposed to have sex with her here."

"What about the rumors that you have dated cheerleaders after they graduated?"

"All untrue. So what brings you here?"

"Sarah asked me too. She told me her 'date' was a surprise and it sure is."

"I didn't know you even knew each other."

"We were best friends in middle school, kind of drifted apart and got back together after graduation."

"You don't seem to have much in common." He was thinking of the bright student with a scholarship to Stanford heavily involved in the debate, math and science clubs vs. the less that average student probably headed for a job as a waitress who had spent her time as a cheerleader openly pursuing every male athlete.

"Oh we enjoy a lot of the same things We have similar tastes in movies and music. And there's the big one."

"The big one?"

Sally pointed around and laughed, "this. We're both a bit of nympho-manic."

"I never realized," he knew Sarah had been a boy chaser but ... "You?"

"Yes, I had sex with almost everyone on the debate team. Girls too." She laughed at his reaction. "And now the adviser too. And the math and science clubs, but there's a lot of overlap."

"So what are you doing this summer?"

"You sure you want to know?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Well," she paused. "I'm planning to have a lot of sex."

"I see. Like this?"

"Only one guy at a time. Probably only three or four times a week. Hey! you could be one of them if you want."

H e was thinking "only 3 or 4?" but said, "Wouldn't you prefer guys your own age?"

"I've had lots of those. Now that I'm 18 I can have anyone!"

"Including a former teacher."

"Adviser. I was never in one of your classes." She smiled.

The conversation moved to the hot tub where Sally brought him to full erection: slightly more than five inches long but over two in diameter.

She told him, "I like your cock. It really got me going. Wanna do it again, maybe for a bit longer?" She continued stroking the subject member.

He felt like he was being seduced. A very flattering feeling. She made him feel like if he said no she'd never approach him again and that if he said yes there would be more opportunities than tonight. He let his penis do the thinking, an easy, if not the wisest choice, "Yes, that would be nice."

Back to the Mattress

They went back to the mattresses. She took a larger sized condom from the bowl and slipped it over the hard cylinder extending from his body. This time she found a pillow, positioned it under hips and spread her legs for him.

He examined the labia which spread open for him almost like magic as he stroked them. The were so soft, so inviting. He felt inside, so wet, so warm. He had to have a taste so he moved forward and licked, pushing his tongue inside as far as it would go. Salty and sour with a taste like, well, mushrooms, maybe. he kept licking until her sudden yelps and abdominal shaking let him know she had come. Then he immediately moved away and slid his cock inside. Entry into a willing woman was always such an exquisite feeling. She had her ankles on his shoulders and she demonstrated her experience as her body moved sensuously with each of his moves. He began slowly and gradually picked up the pace. .

She felt the thick cock spread her vagina as it moved slowly in and out. He varied the position of his hips with each slow movement. After having climaxed with his oral administrations her clit was still extremely sensitive and now the wide cock pulled her labia in with it, tugging at her clit hood and further stimulating the clit. She began moaning and then gasping in pleasure with each thrust. He was moving faster now and as she reached another climax he was beating in twice every second.

He felt her climax. She had been groaning loudly for a couple of minutes. Her legs had begun quivering seconds before. Now her cunt grabbed his cock and began massaging it with involuntary vibrations. He drove in harder and faster, coming with his own loud groan just as her shrieks of pleasure were ending. As his testicles were emptied and his cock lost its stiffness he rolled to the side, causing her hips to fall from the pillow. He hugged her tightly and felt her large, hard nipples rubbing against his chest.

"Thank you, Mr. Horton," Sally whispered in his ear. "That was fabulous."

"Fabulous for me too Sally, please call me Mark."

"Can I call you?" she whispered.

"Uhh, yes. What for?"

She laughed lightly. "Sex, you silly man. I want to do this again sometime. I'll add you to my list."

"List?"

"I told you. My list of guys to have sex. I'm doing one a day or two. I hope to get through the list before I go to Stanford."

He did some quick arithmetic, "you have a hundred guys on your list? And expect to have sex with all of them?"

"Only about 50." She realized where the mistake in his arithmetic was. "I'm leaving in only two months. Maybe I'll call you a couple times." "Or three or four," she added to herself, "or five or six."

Then she added,with a laugh, "And I think the rumor about having sex with students after graduation has been verified."

"God, you're not going to spread this around? The rumor is that it's cheerleaders anyway"

"No, it's our secret." The she whispered even more quietly, "and I bet you have a chance with a cheerleader."

"Oh, you mean Sarah? Do you think she'll tell?"

"No I don't. But I bet that if she invited you here, she'll want you here," she reached down and cupped her genitals to make clear the meaning of the second "here." She gave him a long kiss with plenty of tongue.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Mark Horton wondered as they moved off the mattress. "You better clean this up," the plain but extremely sexual and mentally brilliant young student told him. She pushed the condom, which was beginning to slip off, back onto his limp penis. "50 guys on her list, sex several times a week," he wondered how she made that happen without rumors circulating throughout the school. "And the entire debate team?" he shook his head in disbelief. Later he realized that most of the "geeky" guys on the team would be easy prey for any girl offering her body to them. But, still, not a single rumor?

Invitation

Sarah's father had been watching her session on the mattress. The sexuality of the thin, figure-less girl with the huge nipples had him hooked. He had to have her again. His cock was stiff as he went over to her.

"Hi, Mr. Malone," she greeted him.

"Jerry , Sally, Jerry please."

"Oh, sure, Jerry," she still felt uncomfortable using his first name even with both of them nude and having let him sexually penetrate her.

"Sally, I'm wondering if you'd spend the rest of the evening with me?"

There were a several guys around and a couple looked like they'd love to get inside her and she thought that was a long session but she answered affirmatively. "Is this mattress OK?"

"I have a private room. For the entire night."

The room sounded great but, "All night?"

"Yes, our hosts have agreed to let us spend the night."

"What about Jason?"

"He'll be staying the night too?"

"You want a foursome?"

Jerry hadn't thought of that. "If you want. I've arranged for two rooms."

Sally wasn't into group sex unless there was only one woman involved. She insisted on being the center of attention when she was being fucked. "I'd prefer one on one," she told him with a smile. "Where do we go?"

"Not now, after the party ends. I'll meet you when it's over. I'm going to pick up some stuff for the night, toothbrushes and toothpaste. Do you want anything?"

Dance

After Jerry left Sally wandered into the area with the dance floor. There were 4 couples on the floor, swinging wildly to a rock beat. She sat at one of the tables and watched the penises swaying and bouncing. There was a long, thin one, a short, thick one and a couple of average ones, all seemingly partially erect.

"Hello," a reasonably good looking guy in his early thirties stood over her chair. "You enjoying yourself?"

"Sure," Sally replied, not sure what the proper protocol was here. She couldn't help checking out his package, maybe a bit longer than average with nice, large balls.

He caught her glance, "like it?" he laughed, took her hand and moved it to touch his balls. Then he sat next to her. "Do you mind?"

"Of course not," she smiled.

"Greg," he said, holding out his hand.

Sally took the hand gently, "Sally."

"This your first time at one of these?"

"Yes."

"You married?"

"No."

"Oh, I thought everyone here was married."

"I think you have to be a couple but not necessarily married."

"So you came with a boyfriend?"

"Well, a friend. Actually I was invited by my girlfriend. Her parents do this a lot"

"I think I saw her, short, cute, blond with ..." he hesitated.

"big boobs, yeah that's her."

"I saw only one younger guy, not two."

"That's my date, Sarah brought one of her teachers"

You're still in school?"

"Just graduated." Then she added for clarification, "We didn't do anything with teachers while we were in school."

"Oh, You don't look old enough?"

"Old enough for what?"

"To be done with college."

"Oh," she laughed. "I just graduated from high school."

He looked surprised, "So how old are you?"

"18. What about yourself?"

He hesitated, "Well, I'm 35."

She laughed lightly, "No I meant tell me about yourself. You must be married."

"Yes, I think my wife is upstairs in a bedroom."

"You come to these much?"

"It's only our second time."

The loud rock beat stopped and a slower, softer song began. He stood and held out a hand. Want to dance?

She wasn't much of a dancer. The freestyle rock dancing suited her best, but she was here for sex and if this was the way this guy got into it. "Sure."

When he first came up her gaze had moved quickly from his face to his cock and she hadn't noticed his body. As they got up she saw he had a nice, flat belly with defined abs.

On the floor he took her hands and guided her into position. With his arm around her waist he pulled her close she noticed his arms and legs were all muscle, not large, just muscular. She felt his stiffening cock against her belly and her thigh brushed against his balls as they moved. He kept his legs close to hers and shuffled his feet. All she needed to do was keep her leg against his and follow his lead. She paid little attention to the music, instead she just felt his body against hers, his chest hair rubbing on her nipples, his stiff cock trapped between their bodies, his balls gently stroking her thigh, and, best of all his thigh rubbing against her genitals with every step. His thigh was getting damp from her moistness.

The music stopped, He gently took her chin and raised her face to his. He looked into her eyes, lowered his lips to hers and gave her a long, gentle kiss. She responded, moving her tongue into his slightly open mouth. A chill went through her body, raising goosebumps. He ended the kiss before she was ready and, without a word, they went to a mattress in the other room.

One More Time

He lay down on his back. She put a condom on his vertical 7 inch shaft and he guided her into position over it. She knew what to do and, holding the stiff rod, guided it to her opening as she settled onto his thighs. He played with her nipples as she moved herself up and down enjoying the feeling of the slim member sliding in and out. He picked up her rhythm and began thrusting his thighs up into her. She found herself slipping off the cock twice with each of his thrusts, once at the top as she flew off and then dropped down and again at the bottom as he pulled it out in order to thrust up again. He held her by the sides, a thumb firmly planted on each nipple and controlled her movement so the cock always slipped back in.

Sally was gasping for air as her squeals of pleasure filled the room. Sweat was covering his chest as he continued to move his hips.

Then he wrapped his arms around her waist and sat up, pulling her breasts to his chest. "Lock your legs around me," he instructed her and as she did so, he stood with his hands under her butt. He then began to move her body up and down on his cock, almost like she was a large masturbation toy.

But he wasn't just masturbating. His chest hair rubbed against her sensitive nipples and he held her so his pubic hair rubbed her clit. She must have come several times while he was laying down and now she came even more intensely, squealing loudly in pleasure. He continued to move her up and down as he groaned with his own orgasm.

He gently, sat back down and then lay back, keeping his cock inside her. She collapsed onto his chest.

Sally felt a gentle hand on her back and a female voice asked, "Enjoy yourself, dear?"

Sally didn't recognize the voice and started to answer in the affirmative when Greg responded, "Yes I did!" Then as Sally looked at him, he looked directly into her eyes, "Yes I did!"

The female voice responded, "Well I'm glad, but it's about time we leave."

Sally looked at the speaker, an attractive thirty year old woman with brown hair, moderately large breasts, slightly chubby.

Greg introduced her, "Sally this is my wife, Charlene."

Sally was totally unsure how to address a woman when she had just had great sex with her husband especially when his cock was still inside her. She sat up and held out her hand. "Hi," she said shyly.

"He's good isn't he?" Charlene asked rhetorically.

"Yes he is," Sally answered and decided to add, "You're lucky."

"Yes I am," Charlene replied but Sally detected a bit of sadness in her voice and face.

Sally stood and Greg's limp cock fell out but the condom remained inside. Semen poured out onto his groin. "I'll get some tissue," Sally said, carefully pulling out the dripping condom.

"I've got it," Charlene said and moved her mouth to the spreading pool. She lapped it all up and cleaned off his cock with her mouth as well.

Sally said her goodbyes and went to discard the condom.

On her way to the waste-bin she was approached by Sarah's father.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

"Ready?"

"To go upstairs for the night."

"Oh," she had forgotten the promise. "Oh, sure. Now?"

"Wait here. I need to talk to Sarah."

He left her alone for several minutes. She turned down requests for sex from a couple of older men telling them honestly, "I'm really just too tired, now."




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 08



She realized she better let her parents know she wouldn't be home for the night so she went to the entry, got her cell phone and called. She pretended that she was staying overnight at Sarah's and her mother demanded to talk to Mr. or Mrs. Malone. "God, does she think I'm still 14 and a virgin," Sally thought as she searched out Mr. Malone to call her mother.

She found him waiting by the stairs. "Sarah's up in one of the bedrooms," he told her.

She waited with him after he called her mother and reflected on the evening. She'd had a great time and was definitely over any reluctance due to the time at the beach house. She hadn't had any problem letting the guys take control, especially Greg. And they'd been so considerate of her and her feelings. She definitely understood why Sarah was looking for "men". Tonight she'd experienced sex like she'd never had before. Sex with her stable of "boys" was pretty routine compared with tonight. She'd need to reconsider using the summer to only fuck the guys on her list.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 09



Bedroom for the Night

Jerry Malone sat in the family room of the home where the swingers party was being held. He had just finished having a brief period of intercourse with his daughter's friend, Sally. Now he was waiting as his daughter's date, Mark Horton, fucked Sally on one of the mattresses on the floor in the house's great room.

He had been obsessed with Sally ever since his daughter wanted to bring her to the party. In fact, ever since he had seen her standing topless in his own home. She had no figure and no breasts. Her face wasn't real attractive except for her eyes. But there had been something very sensual about her. He wasn't satisfied with the short time he had just spent with her. He had cut off his time with her because he felt himself about to come and he knew the sexual part of his evening would be over if he allowed that. His balls just weren't up to more than one ejaculation a night any more.

As he watched Mark and Sally he turned down two other women. One was an attractive thirtyish blond who he had sex with every other swingers party when they had both been present. He might as well have ended his evening with Sally.

As Mark and Sally finished what from the sound had been a very fulfilling activity Jerry considered going and asking Sally for another chance. But the two of them went to the table across from his and became absorbed in conversation. He got up and began walking around.

He ran into the host of the party and, on a whim, asked him, "George, do you think I could maybe use one or two of you bedrooms for the whole night?"

"The whole night? 'Til the end of the party?"

"No, George, after the party, until morning."

"That's an unusual request. Why not take the woman home with you?"

"We don't really have a spare bedroom. The second room would be for Marlene and the the lady's partner. I'll pay."

"Jerry, you know we don't do this for a profit. I'll need to talk to Betty about it."

"Let me know."

Jerry began carrying out his plan. He began looking for his wife, Marlene, and found her talking to the husband of the blond he had turned down. "Marlene, can I talk to you briefly?"

He took her aside. debating exactly how to approach the conversation. "Marlene, would you mind spending all night here with Jason, the guy Sally brought?"

Marlene Malone had agreed to her daughter coming and bringing a friend because she fantasized about them bringing young studs for her to fuck and Jason had been exactly the kind of guy she had hoped for. She wondered why her husband would be suggesting this. Realization came quickly. "Jerry, you're looking to spend the night with Sarah's friend, Sally, aren't you?" She laughed, "I knew something was up when you waited behind after we got here. I saw you take her out to the pool. Ha, you're taken with her. Admit it."

Sheepishly he admitted his desire for Sally.

Marlene's previous two marriages, including the first one to Sarah's father had ended because of her inability to restrict herself to one guy. Her current marriage had lasted only because Jerry recognized this. She knew that the main reason they attended swingers' parties was to keep her satisfied. She put aside the jealous feeling that her husband was attracted to the young woman and acknowledged his request. "Okay, you can have your night with her and I'll spend he night with Jason. I think I'll go fuck now. Enjoy yourself."

"Marlene," he said before she could leave.

"Yes?"

"Could you talk to Jason about this. I'm going to go get toothbrushes and stuff for the night. Is there anything you'll need?"

Then he went to wait for Sally. She and Mark were heavily at it again on one of the mattresses in the great room. Jerry Malone sat, his cock stiff and straining, trying to enlarge out of its skin. While he waited George came by to tell him that he could use the bedrooms for the night.

When Sally and Mark finished, Jerry quickly intercepted the young woman. Her eyes examined his erection with approval.

She agreed to spend the night and his penis was almost painful in its yearning to be inside her. He knew he could satisfy the yearning right now but he wanted more than the quick satisfaction of the mattresses, and he loved the joy of anticipation. With reluctance he left her. Before he left she gave him a peck on the cheek accentuated with a quick stroke of his cock. He felt like he might come on the spot. He dressed and went to a nearby drug store and then drove a couple of miles to an adult store.

When he got back the party was winding down and he went looking for Sally. She was easy to find. She was being bounced up and down on the cock of one of the younger participants and clearly enjoying herself. Jerry wished it was him but knew he didn't have the arm strength to hold her like that for as long as the fucking went on. It wouldn't be long and he'd have his chance.

Finally the couple collapsed on the mattress and when Sally stood he quickly went and asked her to wait for him while he found Sarah. He discovered that she was upstairs in one of the bedrooms with Todd Johanssen one of the more energetic and randy guys who attended these parties. He waited at the bottom of the stairs. Sally came over. "My mom wants you to call her. She thinks I'm staying overnight at your house. She must thinks I'm only14. I call so she won't worry and she demands you call her. You'd think I was still a virgin."

"Don't worry, I'll talk to her," Jerry responded and called. He found he didn't need to lie, just telling Mrs. Czarwitz that Sally was staying overnight "here" and that she'd be no bother was enough. "I'm glad to have her," he concluding in full honesty, his hard, almost painfully erect cock confirming the statement.

Sally was listening intently, "Do you hear that?" she giggled.

He listened to the sound of his daughter squealing in delight from upstairs. He felt a bit embarrassed though he didn't know why. He hadn't been embarrassed by Sarah fucking Larry or a bunch of other guys during the evening. Maybe it was standing here listening with her friend that made the difference. As he listened to a couple of high pitched squeals followed by a loud, and clear, "Oh my God!" he felt a hand on his balls.

As he stood listening Sally sat on the stairs fascinated by the pendulous testicles at her eye level. They hung in their sack well below the stiff rod and rotated slowly in anticipation. She couldn't resist fondling them and feeling their weight. They continued to squirm in her grasp and she squeezed lightly. She had found out from her first experiences with a guy's genitals that it wasn't a good idea to squeeze too hard. She moved her other hand to the shaft and rolled the foreskin away from the pink tip. She was playing with the foreskin when Jerry said, "There you are." She turned to see Sarah coming down the stairs with an elderly gentleman.

The Night Begins

Jerry handed the car keys to his daughter, made it clear she could use the master bedroom to finish out the evening with Mark Horton who she needed to drive back to get his car. If he were honest with himself he would have realized that he was jealous of the rapport Mark seemed to have with Sally. He hoped that any affection Mark had for Sally could be transferred to his daughter who was arguably the better looking of the two. Though maybe not so rawly sensual.

After Sarah left he turned to Sally and put out his hand, "Shall we?"

"Sure, Mr. Malone."

"Jerry, Sally, Jerry."

"Oh, I forgot, Mr. Malone, I mean, Jerry." The first name seemed strange to her. He had been "Mr. Malone" since she and Sarah had become best friends in grade school.

As they went up the stairs Sally became aware of how tired she was. Several hours of intense sex and the lateness were taking their toll. She wasn't sure how to introduce the topic.

The bedroom was likely the one Sarah had been using. The bed had a single rumpled sheet on it that had a few slightly damp spots. Jerry Malone pulled the sheet off and threw it in a corner. There was a stack of clean sheets on a dresser and the two of them put a couple of those on the bed. there was also a blanket folded in a corner that they put on. It wasn't difficult but Sally was even more tired now. When they were finished she climbed on the bed and lay on her back, relaxing with her eyes closed.

Jerry got in beside her and began stroking her neck, breasts and nipples. He allowed his stiff cock to rub against her side.

"Mr Malone," Sally whispered.

"Jerry," he corrected.

"Sorry, Mr. Malone, Jerry."

"Yes?"

"Mr. Malone, .. I mean Jerry, I'm really tired."

He felt disappointed but realized he should have considered what an evening of full-on sex can be like. He'd was usually exhausted after these parties and would be tonight if he hadn't spent the time obsessed with this young woman. He responded only with, "Oh?"

"I really want you inside me," she told him bluntly, "I do want to fuck, but maybe in the morning?"

"Of course, I understand." but he realized he could get some pleasure from this. "Maybe I can continue to massage you. That might help you relax."

"Yes, I think it would," she smiled and continued to lay on her back while she felt the gentle touches he made over her entire body. She fell asleep to a dream. She was a giant among Lilliputians, all male. they had her tied to the ground and were running all over her body, gently pulling at her nipples and poking at everything. She felt a few crawl inside her vagina.

When she had clearly fallen asleep. Mark Malone examined the smooth, thin body. He gently spread her legs and looked closely at the large fleshy labia, spreading the soft pillows to look at the long thin labia that peeked out. As he stroked they became engorged and lay to either side of he vaginal entrance. God, he wanted inside. He pushed a finger in, then two, feeling the damp softness and the uneven internal surface. He rubbed against the bumps of her G-spot and felt the hard hemisphere of her cervix. He put two fingers of the other hand in and spread the opening to get a glimpse of the mound with its dimple.

He couldn't resist. Positioning himself between the legs and supporting himself so he didn't wake her he slowly push his penis into the wet, warm, inviting vagina. He slowly stroked in and out a couple of times and then realized he'd rather have her awake and fully involved in the activity. He withdrew, gently pulled the blanket from under the sleeping young woman, spread it over her, turned out the lights andgot under the blanket next to her nude body.

He fell asleep to the sounds of his wife being fucked vigorously in the next room while gently stroking the warm body in bed with him.

First Fuck

Sally had woken slowly and realizing where she was had felt for the body she expected to be in bed with her. Finding it, she gently felt the now limp cock and the balls in their loose sack. She remembered its size when hard and thought about how it might feel inside her. She put a hand to her crotch and began rubbing. She had taken a handful of condoms up with her the night before and placed them on the nightstand. The glow of the clock said "4:12," and illuminated the condoms next to it. She took one and tried to gently wake her best friend's father lying next to her. She nibbled on his ear and blew into it. He stirred as if swatting a fly.

He woke to something flicking at his ear. He moved his head away and heard a feminine voice, "Are you awake, Mr. Malone?"

Not yet fully aware he mumbled, "Uhh, yeah."

He felt a hand on his chest, gently pulling at his chest hair. The voice again, "Mr. Malone?"

He tried to place himself. The hand began to move down his chest to his abdomen. Then he remembered where he was. "What, Sally?"

"I'm not so tired now." The hand moved past his abdomen to the base of his cock. "Can we fuck?"

His cock jumped to life at the request. He felt her gentle touch as she unrolled the condom over the expanding member. "I see you're ready," she laughed as she completed the task and moved her mouth to his crotch.

"What an exquisite way to wake up," he thought as he unsuccessfully reached out for the body of the young woman. All he could reach was her head so he contented himself with stroking her hair as she licked and sucked at his cock.

He began thrusting up into her mouth and she said, "Do me, Mr. Malone, do me." she moved her crotch to his face and lowered it to him. He smelled the lovely odor of the young woman and licked at her clit. He moved both hand to the large soft genitals and began stroking them and gently pulling at them. Then he pushed a couple of fingers inside and, finding the slight roughness of her G-spot, began massaging it vigorously. She sat fully upright and her legs shook in orgasm. She emitted a slight squeal every time his tongue hit her clit.

"Oh! Mr. Malone, fuck me!" she gasped, pulling herself away from his face and rolling onto her back next to him. He was glad to oblige.

She spread her legs as he moved between them and then as his eight inch cock slid easily into her she pulled her legs up and allowed them to rest on his shoulders. she loved the feeling of a warm, hard penis moving inside of her and wiggled her hips as he slowly stroked in and out.

He had been waiting for this all night and his cock was almost painful in its erection. He tried to slow down and hold back the orgasm he felt quickly building. But the movement of her hips and the excitement of his hands on those large, hard nipples and her moans, "Oh, Mr Malone!" meant he couldn't restrain it. His semen filled the condom as the exquisite feeling filled his groin. He moaned loudly in pleasure.

Sally had hoped he might last longer but she could sense his excitement and feel the hardness of his cock. She wasn't sure she'd ever felt a harder one. He'd had a hard-on for what seemed like hours during the evening and it was obviously because of his desire for her. She'd had plenty of experience with guys coming sooner than she wanted and knew the best thing to do. "That was wonderful, Mr. Malone, that was great!" Give him a little time to relax and he'd be ready to go and able to sustain himself longer.

He began to pull out, "No. Mr. Malone, I want to feel your wonderful cock inside me." She manged to coax him to roll onto his back with her on top. They fell asleep with his chest hair rubbing on her nipples and her nipples rubbing against his chest.

Morning Shower

Sally woke again. She began moving her fingers through the substantial hair on his chest. She moved her hand down along the line of hair on his abdomen to the tuft at the base of his cock. His pubic hair was damp with semen. She felt the slippery, sticky substance and the small, dried grains on the hair. She pulled her fingers away to taste the salty substance.

She moved a hand to her crotch and felt the condom still inside. Semen was drying on her thighs. Absentmindedly she began flipping the limp cock back and forth while rubbing her clit.

Her actions woke Jerry. He looked over at the plain face with its large nose and mouth. He smiled, "Good morning, Sally."

She smiled back, "Good morning to you too, Mr. Malone." She reached between her legs and pulled out the condom. "We've left a bit of a mess." She held the condom at his face and allowed it to swing back and forth at his nose. "Feel." She took his hand and moved it to her crotch. She was delighted to see his cock responding.

She rubbed her fingers through his damp pubic hair and moved them to his mouth. "We should shower." She moved off the bed and held her hand out.

He took her hand and followed her into the bathroom where she turned on the water and adjusted it. While doing so she leaned over and presented her genitals to his gaze. He was uncertain whether to touch them but in his hesitation the opportunity was lost.

She stepped into the shower and grabbing the handle of his manhood gently pulled him in with her. "Do you want to do me first?"

"Do you?"

"Wash me or do me, however you want," she smiled at him, handed him the soap, spread her legs and raised her arms above her head.

He looked at the slim body, unsure of where to begin. "Cunt last," she suggested, thrusting her chest with its hardened nipples forward.

He began by soaping her sides, next to her almost non-existent breasts. Then he slid his hands to her ample nipples, noticing the thin breast tissue. He was fascinated by the cushion between his hands and her rib cage and spent some time massaging her while twisting her nipples between his fingers.

She turned around, forcing his hands to her back. He soaped her up and down, spending some time reaching around to feel her breast tissue again and to soap her abdomen down to the slit. He spent some time on her flat butt, reaching between her legs to soap the fleshy cushion of her pussy lips.

She turned to face him again and he knelt to scrub up and down her legs, spending extra time at her crotch as he did so. Then he gently soaped her vulva, pushing his finger between the labia and inside her vagina. She moaned as he did so and then as he slid his soapy finger repeatedly over her clit she came with a squeal as her body shook.

She calmed down and took the soap. She scrubbed him back and front, arms and legs, finishing by spending significant time soaping the large pendulous tentacles. Then she worked his penis, but only briefly since she wanted to save his hardness for the bed and her vagina. She stepped out of the shower and he followed. She dried him off and then allowed him to dry her.She went to the bed and lay on her back, her arms and legs spread.

He knelt on the bed next to her and looked over the smooth, young body. This was the first time he'd been able to examine it in all it's glory. Why did this thin young woman have such a hold on him. No figure, flat chest, her face was plain at best. "God, you're sexy." he told her.

Well, thank you, Mr. Malone," she answered and began playing with his foreskin.

"You seem to enjoy sex and know how to please me."

"Well, I do my best." She smiled an attractive kind of half smile.

He had to ask her, "Have you had much sexual experience?"

Her answer surprised him, "Three, four times a week."

"For how long?" As soon as he asked he felt it was inappropriate but she answered without a blink.

"Since middle school."

"Oh!" He changed the subject, as she moved her attention to his balls. He began to gently stoke her large, hard nipples and stated, "Sarah says you're a straight A student and have a scholarship to Stanford."

"Yes, that's right."

"But Sarah's so different, how are you together."

"We were best friends in middle school."

"Oh, Really?"

"Yes, you don't remember? I used to spend a lot of time at your house but we kind of moved apart in high school." now she was moving her hand through the hair on his chest and rubbing his nipples.

"What got you back together?"

"In high school we were separate because we were in different social groups. Now were back together because we like the same things."

"Oh, like?"

"Like sex, silly." She laughed lightly, "we used to share guys in middle school."

He'd had no idea that his step daughter was sexually active back then. "Guys? How many have you been with?"

"I don't know, I've probably had sex with over a hundred different boys. But they've all been boys, not men ." She moved her hand down his abdomen and grasped his penis firmly as part of her emphasis on "men."

What do I Like

"Let's play a game," she said suddenly.

"A game?"

"Yes, here's how it works: I tell you something I like about you and then you tell me something you like about me.'




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 09



He was confused, "I guess that's okay. Is there a point?"

"Of course," she giggled. "I like that you're a man." she squeezed his penis.

He decided to just follow the lead. "I like that you're a girl."

"Not a woman?" she giggled. "I like that you have lots of chest hair." She ran her fingers through his chest hair.

"Okay, I like that you're a woman."

"That's the same as the one you already used, you owe me another one. I like the strip of hair that runs down your tummy." She giggled again and ran her hand down his abdomen to the base of his penis.

He began to see the point. Where to start, "I like your mouth," he said and ran his fingers around her lips.

She smiled that he had gotten the idea. "I like your mouth too," she said pulling herself up to him and kissing him gently on the lips.

"I like your nose," he said giving it a brief stroke.

"Now you're just fooling around," she said indignantly. "Get serious! I like your cock," she said and wrapped her hand around it.

He realized she was demanding sexual action and went right for what he found most attractive. "I like your nipples," he said, giving them a brief stroke of his finger.

"You don't like them much," she said. "Show me how much you like them." She grabbed his hand an pressed it against her chest. He took the hint, rolled the hardened nipples between his fingers.

"I like how your cock tastes," she said and sucked a major part of it into her mouth.

"I like how your nipples taste," he said and sucked on them, flicking them with his tongue.

"I like this huge scrotum," she stated and began massaging his balls.

He moved his head to her hips. "I like your pussy lips," he said and began squeezing them and spread them apart to reveal the thin leaves of flesh between.

"I like your foreskin," she stated and began rolling it back over itself.

I like your clit," he said, examining the hard nub peeking an eighth of an inch out of its covering. He began rubbing it with his thumb.

She moaned, "You owe me another," she gasped out. "I'd like it now."

"I like your vagina," he said, pushing a finger inside and beginning to lick at her clit.

"I like your lovely penis inside my vagina," she said and tugged at the member, encouraging him to fuck her.

He moved around and pushed the tip of his penis at her vaginal entry. It slipped in easily. "I like your soft, warm, wet vagina wrapped around my cock."

"I love you fucking me," she moaned, wrapping her legs around his butt and using them to push him against her as he thrust into her.

Before he could say anything else, she took his head and moved his lips to hers. She kissed with her mouth open and thrust her tongue into his mouth. He kissed back and increased the frequency and force of his thrusts.

She felt her orgasm coming and pulled away from the kiss. "I ..." she gasped and moaned as he thrust in. "Love ..." she gasped and moaned again. "Orgasms." She moaned and her body stiffened.

He began thrusting ever faster and as he felt her body shiver and her legs vibrating said, "I love your orgasms."

Her vagina grasped his cock firmly and he felt the tickle of his own orgasm move from the tip,of his penis to the base. As her orgasm subsided, his began. The tickle exploded through his body and he felt the semen pump into her vagina.

As he grasped her and groaned she began twisting her hips to increase his sensations. "I love your orgasms," she said.

The semen dripped out of her cunt and down her butt. He collapsed onto her, his chest hair stimulating her nipples. She rubbed them in the stiff hairs and kissed him long and hard.

When she released the kiss he said, "I love sex with you."

"I love you fucking me," she responded.

As he pulled out of her and rolled onto his back she reached between her legs and put her fingers in the dripping semen. "I love the taste of your semen with my pussy juices," she stated, pushing the fingers into her mouth. She offered some to him.

"I like it too," he lied.

As they lay side by side, her hand on his limp cock, his hand fondling her damp vulva there was a knock at the door. "Jerry, time to go." The voice was that of his wife, Marlene.

Before We Leave

They began to dress. Jerry pulled out the package of panties he had bought at her request and opened it. He had intentionally purchased what seemed to be the smoothest and sheerest available. He handed a pair to the naked young woman.

"Thanks,Mr. Malone," she responded. She sat on the bed and put them on. She stood to pull them up, covering the soft genitals for the first time since she had arrived last night. Her labia were dimly visible and, unable to resist, Jerry reached out and stroked her through the sheer silkiness. She sat down and spread her legs, lying back to allow him to continue.

He moved next to her and began to kiss her nipples as he continued to rub her privates through the Lycra. The nipples responded, quickly growing hard and large. He sucked and but them gently. She began to moan and he pressed his fingers into her slit through the panties searching for the hard button of her clit. The crotch of the panties dampened.

Her breathing turned to weak squeaks and she began to move her hips to increase her pleasure. He slid his hand up and then under the waistband so he could sink a couple of fingers fully into her vagina.

It wasn't long before she squealed loudly and the throes of orgasm pulsed once more through her body. He moved to kiss her fully on the lips and, encircling her with his arms brought her body close to his so he could feel the hard nipples against his chest and allow his stiff, unsheathed cock to slide between her legs and rub her soft labia through the damp, silken panties. He brought himself off, his semen staining the bedspread once again.

"You'll need a clean pair," he told Sally taking a second of the three panties from the package. When Sally took the damp pair off, he pushed it into his pocket.

Sally reached for her top. As she pulled it on and her nipples disappeared from Jerry Malone's sight she commented, "Maybe we can do this again Mr. Malone."

At home Jerry realized that he was still obsessed by the skinny young woman. Safely in the bathroom, he removed the still damp panties from his pocket and inhaled the aroma of his obsession. He remembered her cries and excitement, "Mr. Malone! Mr. Malone, I want to feel your cock inside me! Maybe we can do this again, Mr. Malone! Mr. Malone! Mr. Malone! Mr. Malone!" Jerry Malone had never heard anything so sexy. Never again would he ask her to call him "Jerry."



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 10



 The day after

Sally Czarwitz woke slowly to bright sunshine. She still didn't feel completely rested. What time is it? she wondered and glanced at the clock where green numbers shone out, "6:55".

What time had she gotten to bed? She remembered struggling home in the morning, passing her father watching football in the living room and passing out in bed. It must have been close to noon. For that matter what day was it? She looked at the lighted "PM" light. So it was in the afternoon. She couldn't have slept overnight and all day could she?

She had had a few hours of sleep between collapsing in bed with her friend, Sarah's, father and waking up to have sex with him and then again before waking in the morning for a shower and sex again. And she'd had sex with Mr Horton and that amazing Greg. What a night!

Her phone beeped to tell her it had a message waiting. It was from Sarah and there was voice-mail too. Sarah wanted to talk about last night. Sarah had invited Sally to a swinger's party with her parents and that's where the previous night's activity had taken place. She said she wanted to discuss what they might do "today". By that she meant more sex. Both girls were nymphomaniacs -- after cock wherever they could find it.

She put off returning the call and went downstairs. It was Sunday and her dad was watching the end of the afternoon NFL game. Her mom greeted her, "well good morning, sleepyhead. You must have been up with Sarah all night."

Sally had told her parents she was spending the night at Sarah's and Sarah's father (actually Sarah's stepfather) had told them she was spending the night implying it was at their house with Sarah, not saying she was actually spending the night with him after the swingers party. Her parents knew she was sexually active but had no clue how active that was.

"I guess I didn't get much sleep," she confessed. "I'm still a bit tired."

"I'm trying to decide whether to order pizza or cook some burgers. Not going to cook much else. What do you feel like."

"I don't know, burgers I guess. What about Dad?"

"As long as he doesn't miss any of the game he won't care."

"I'll make the burgers if you'll cut up the tomatoes and onions. Otherwise it's pizza."

Sally considered and offered an alternative. "I'll cook if you cut." She felt that forming some patties and watching them sit under the broiler for a few minutes was the easier of the choices.

While waiting for the patties to cook she called Sarah.

"Sally, I wondered what was taking you so long."

"Sorry. I've been sleeping."

"Pretty amazing evening huh? I'm tired myself but I've been up all day. Too excited to sleep. You must have spent all night up with my dad. He's taken with you, you know."

"I got some sleep last night."

"Did you get much sex. I had plenty."

"I noticed. I had my fill. I'm here making dinner with my mom." That was to let Sarah know that Sally couldn't discuss much detail.

"That's nice. Who'd you fuck? Tell me all about it." Sarah clearly didn't get the message.

"Well, I'd like to but My mom is here slicing tomatoes and onions." The tomatoes and onions was just to make it sound reasonable to her mother.

"Yeah, so."

"That's right I'm fixing dinner with my mom." She had to resist yelling the last three words.

"Okay, why do I ...," then she realized what Sally was telling her. "Oh, 'With your mom'."

"Right! Maybe some other time. Can I call after dinner to talk about when we can get together?"

"Sure, but I might go to bed early. How about we get together tomorrow. Your place or mine?"

"I guess you can come by in the morning."

 Where to Go? What to Do?

In the morning they swapped tales of Saturday evening. Sally talked about Greg's great technique and Sarah described Todd's. Then they laughed and compared the variety of penises on display.

"Didn't I tell you men were better than boys!" Sarah exclaimed.

"I have to admit it was a revelation," Sally admitted. She realized that all the boys in her address book had learned most of their sexual techniques from her and what she told them. She hadn't even realized some of what the men had done was possible. For that matter she wasn't even sure what they had done so she couldn't possibly teach it to the boys on her list. She just knew she had really, really enjoyed herself.

Sally had to ask, "Did you do it with Mr. Horton?" Mr. Horton was a teacher at the high school who Sarah had invited to the party.

"We were really tired when I got home."

"I can imagine that, he gave me a workout."

"He stayed in my parents' bed and I woke up in the early morning and snuk into bed with him." She giggled lightly. "I was naked."

Sally covered her mouth in delight, "And."

"I started playing with his cock under the covers."

"Ir's a nice big one."

"Thick, for sure, not so long."

"That didn't seem to matter when he did me. So, didn't he wake up?"

"I think he was awake the whole time. His cock got really hard and then he jumped me!"

"Jumped you?"

"Yeah," Sarah laughed, he grabbed me, turned me over and was on top of me, fingering my cunt like crazy. I was so wet."

"He didn't say anything? Just got on top of you?"

Sarah laughed again, "he said something like, 'I guess it's time for some of that legendary cheerleader ass.' I bet he'd been rehearsing that."

"Yeah, it's not the sort of thing you'd expect him to say."

"Well, the next thing I know his cock was inside me and he was pumping away."

"Wow, no prelude or anything, just right to fucking."

"He gave me a right good fuck alright!" she laughed. "Afterward we showered together and I really soaped up that big dick and brought him off."

"He's a great lay. That thick penis of his feels really nice. It really stimulates a cunt."

"Yeah it does. I came twice. How was my dad?"

"It was fun. We fucked a couple of times, took a shower, I had three or four orgasms. He seems to like me."

"That's an understatement." Sarah had had sex with her stepfather once but then her mother had cut them off. "I like his long cock."

"Yeah but those hanging balls are fascinating too."

Nudity around the house was frequent at Sarah's home. "They look funny, bouncing back and forth when he walks."

"I'll have to pay more attention next time I see them."

Sarah moved to the point she was most anxious about. "So, let's go out and get us some more men!"

Sally had had a bad experience with two guys who had picked them up at the beach and was reluctant to go out trolling for strangers. She didn't want a repeat of that abuse and humiliation. She expressed her concern to Sarah.

"That was just once," Sarah replied.

"Two guys, not just one. Eight if you count the others at their beach house."

"Well you enjoyed Saturday night. Those were strangers."

"I assumed that since your parents were letting you go, there wouldn't be any bad experiences. They wouldn't want you to be humiliated. I basically took your parents' word that they guys at the party could be trusted. Also, since that was a swapping/sharing party I could be pretty certain the guys would be skillful in pleasing women. Otherwise they'd get no action, especially given the 'no means no' rule number 1."

"Easy to say after the fact."

"I thought of all of that before I agreed to come."

Sarah knew that Sally had exactly the kind of personality and mind to do exactly that. "So! still just once."

"Those guys we met at the mall were no prize either. I'd have much rather spent time with one of my 'boys' as you call them."

"What about Jason?"

"Okay, one good: one out of four. Even he wasn't really much better than my 'boys'."

"You brought him to the party."

"Only because he was older and I could count on him to come despite the age of the women and that he wouldn't be able to fuck me. Probably the same reason you invited Mr. Horton."

She had hit the nail on the head. Sarah had run out of arguments. "So, you going to stick with 'your boys'? Isn't there some way we can get men?"

"Not sure. You could call Mr. Horton. I bet He'd do you again!"

"I don't think I want to call him at the school and I'm not sure he'd talk about it while he's there."

"Well I have his cell number."

"You do?"

"Sure, I'm putting him on my list of guys to call when I want sex. You want me to call him for you?"

"Maybe later. I want to go out and get a man today. With you, if I can persuade you."

The two of them sat, thinking.

Sarah broke the silence, "Maybe I could find the guys, try them out and then let you know."

"That might work."

"Don't think I'd like doing it alone."

"Maybe I could go with you but stay out of it until you checked the guy out?"

"You think that would work?"

"No."

Silence descended again.

This time Sally spoke up, "Maybe there's some place we can be sure of finding trustworthy guys."

"Kind of like the party."

"But without your parents' approval. Some other way of knowing."

"Yeah, but where?"

More silence.

Sarah spoke up, "How about the water park?"

"That was great when we were young. It's all 'boys' there."

"There are some men."

"Yeah, Dads with their kids."

"Exactly, dads with their kids. What could be more trustworthy."

"Dads ... , Kids ... , implies married."

"A lot are divorced and it's their day with the kids. Besides I'm not looking for soul-mates or life partners, just a fling. Married, Divorced, I just want good sex"

"What about the zoo or amusement park?"

"Can't show off our bodies there."

"Well ..." Sally was thinking that she didn't have that much of a body to show off.

"Remember how all the older guys would check us out when we went to the water park but we weren't old enough for them to fuck us?"

"I think most of them were checking you out." Sarah had a great body and a cute face. Her boobs had grown to full size and her figure filled out before she was in middle school. Sally's figure hadn't changed much since middle school either. It was flat as a board and about as shapely.

"Oh, come on, you have a lot going for you. Just wear one of those bathing suits we bought for the beach."

Sally hesitated. Sarah pleaded. Finally Sally gave in, "I guess. Even if I don't get any sex, I'll enjoy myself."

 Water Park

At the park it was clear that some men were noticing them. Most had a wife or girlfriend along with them. A slightly chubby guy, around 40 was following them at a distance and trying to hide the fact that he was taking pictures of them. Sarah turned to confront him and after a brief chat the two of them went off. Sally thought he was bit creepy but Sarah would "do" anything with a cock.

Sally walked around on her own trying to decide what to do when she noticed one man with three children playing in the children's area. He watched intently as the boy (around 7), a girl (4 or 5) and a small child, probably a girl, who was still unsure on her feet romped in the fountains and waited for water to pour down from the buckets mounted above the area. There seemed to be no woman with them. She watched for several minutes as the children came over to him, said a few words and returned to their play. He had a strong looking face with a large nose, small mouth and dark eyes with prominent black eyebrows. His black hair was well groomed and his face showed an afternoon stubble. His body was average with a slight paunch and his chest was covered with black curly hair. His arms and legs showed some muscle definition but he clearly didn't work out regularly.

At one point the youngest toddled over to him and he called the other two. The three of them walked into the men's room. Clearly no woman was involved "and who could be safer" Sally thought. She sat next to the play area and watched for them to emerge.

As they came out, Sally went into the play area and stood under the bucket as water poured out onto the crowd of youngsters. The youngest of the three children was swept off her feet. Sally had noticed that happened every time the bucket spilled. The girl always seemed happy to have fallen and then washed several feet away from where she had been standing and always had trouble standing up. Sally helped her to her feet and asked, "Are you OK?" Then as Sally had observed every time, she toddled as fast as she could to where her (presumed) brother and sister were talking animatedly with their (again presumed) father.

Sally watched until they had completed their accounts and went back to playing in the fountain. She walked slowly over to the man, "Cute kids."

"I agree," the man smiled, keeping his eyes on the children.

Sally sat down next to him, "Come here often?"

He sensed the come-on and glanced at the speaker. He concluded the young, skinny girl was most likely interested in babysitting jobs. "Almost every week. More often if it's hot and they want. We have annual passes."

"So they like it here?"

"Sure do. We spend most of the time here."

"The youngest seems to like getting washed off her feet," Sally laughed.

"Yes, the first couple of times she came running over crying then I went out with her and she started liking it. I stopped worrying about her getting hurt after the first dozen times." He made a short, quiet laugh.

Sally laughed in response. She decided to approach the question of the mother. "Their mother's not here?"

"She died about a year ago."

A strong sadness permeated the conversation. "Oh, I'm sorry. And Sorry I brought up a sad memory."

"That's okay, I'm getting over it."

"Must be hard taking care of three small children alone."

"I get a lot of help from their grandparents. They watch while I'm at work and one or another will always take them if I need."

He was surprised that the girl hung around now that he had made it clear babysitting assignments were not likely forthcoming. "Oh, that's good!" she exclaimed.

They sat in silence until the next bucket of water washed over the children and they came running over. As the youngest trailed behind, she asked Sally, "Who are you?"

"I'm Sally, who are you?"

"Charlette, I'm two, one week ago," Satisfied, she turned to her father and attempted to compete with the other two children to describe just how exciting and well planned her latest pratfall was.

He complemented each with a "well done", or "that must have been fun" and they ran back to the water.

Sally giggled, "Don't they ever get tired of it?"

"Well the oldest, Jared, usually wants to go on a water slide but I don't think he's old enough to go alone and I can't leave the other two."

"I could go with him."

He hesitated and Sally knew he was thinking that he didn't know if he could trust her. "You could come along with the other two and watch. I'd go on the slide with Jared and you could stay with them."

He thought briefly. "That might work. I'll wait and see if Jared asks again."

She still remained sitting close to him. He didn't understand why and began feeling a bit nervous at the silent pauses. "So what brings you here?"

"I came with a friend but she went off with some guy so I'm just wandering."

"Oh, you didn't come with your parents?"

"Oh, I'm way older than needing my parents."

"Way older?" he wondered. She hadn't volunteered her age. "How old are you then?"

"18" she said to his surprise, see!" She proudly fished her drivers license out of her beach bag and showed it to him. "I just graduated." She had hoped he would ask so she could get this out of the way. Now he would know she was "legal" but she wasn't sure how to introduce the topic that was uppermost on her mind: "I want you to fuck me."

"Just graduated. So what are you doing next?"

"I have a scholarship to Stanford and I'm spending the summer relaxing before I have to leave home and hit the books."

"I see, what are you doing with your time. Or are you spending it all here at the water park?"

 Seduction

She decided that now was her opportunity. How to approach it? "It's kind of a secret." she said.

"Oh, a secret?"

"Do you want me to tell you?"

"If you want?"

"You promise not to be upset?"

"Why would I be upset?"

"That would be giving the secret away. Only if you promise first."

Now she had him curious. Why would he be upset about how she was spending her summer? "Okay, I won't be upset."

She plunged ahead with the full revelation. Putting her lips to his ear she whispered, "I'm finding guys to fuck. You want to be one?"

"WHAT!" He exclaimed in surprise more than upset.

"I'm finding guys to fuck. You want to be one?" she repeated in his ear, giving it a quick nibble.

The kids were back with their stories of their latest adventures and he calmed down as he listened to them.

As they finished and before they ran back to the fountains, Sally tried another bold move, "Jared, your dad says you'd like to go on the water slides."

The boy immediately switched gears, "Yeah dad can I? I can go alone. I'll be okay."

"I can go with him," Sally interjected.

"Yeah, dad, she can go with me, I'll be fine."

She looked at the father and smiled sweetly.

The two girls were already in the fountains so his father told Jared, "Okay, after the next bucket drops."

"Yeaaaaa!" he ran back into the fountains.

"You manipulated that," Jared's father said with a smile.

"Oh?" Sally responded sweetly. She wasn't trying to be manipulative. It just seemed to be coming out of instinct. Being nice to the kids was being nice to the father. She had no idea how it would play out but she had at least made her intentions clear. Now she'd let him make the final play. But she could do everything possible to influence it and speed it up.

She stood in front of him and grabbed his hand. "Come on!" she pulled him up and led him into the target zone for the spilling bucket.

He hadn't really noticed her before, now he did. "Not that great looking," he thought, "quite plain." But, was it her mouth, too big but very sensuous, or her brown eyes with a hint of gold? It wasn't the figure or the non-existent breasts, except for those huge nipples stretching the fabric of her top. Maybe it was the soft looking pillows between her legs, pointed at by the multi-colored pattern of her tight fitting suit bottoms and showing a slight cameltoe. Most probably it was just the lingering memory of her suggestion or, rather, invitation to fuck. Whatever it was, she was exuding sexuality, and it had been since before Jill died that he'd had sex.

He followed her into the spraying water. His children saw him and came to his side as the bucket emptied. He grabbed Charlette and held her as the water washed over them, falling down with her on his stomach. They all laughed.

Jared was anxious to get to a slide, "Let's go! Let's go!" He grabbed Sally's hand. She held back until his father and sisters could catch up. His father couldn't help but notice how the dampness allowed her dark aureoles to show through the damp top and her nipples stood out large and hard in the chill of the evaporating water. The splash had pushed her bottoms slightly into her slit and she didn't bother to pull it out. She smiled at him. His cock began to stiffen.

Jared led Sally up the stairs for "Demon Falls", the tallest slide in the park, a steep, straight drop to the landing area below. She loosened her bottoms, knowing what would happen as she hit the bottom, feet first at high speed. Jared went first and she followed. As she wanted, the crotch of her bottoms slid away from her genitals so she could flash Jared's father as he watched. Of course the park employee monitoring the slide at the bottom could see too but she knew this was a prime assignment for the employees because they knew what the slide could do with bikini bottoms and tops. She smiled at the employee as helped her out of the pool, his eyes on her crotch. She adjusted the cloth only after she was out and walking to the exit.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 10



Jared's father said nothing as Jared told him he wanted to ride "Wet Winder" a slide with an enclosed tube that spiraled down from a height almost as high as "Demon Falls". Because of the enclosed tube, Sally could do almost anything she wanted with her clothes as she came down. It was even possible to come out completely naked but that would be unlikely to be caused by the slide although Sarah had once gotten away with removing her top, claiming it had "unexpectedly" come untied. Sally just decided to pull her bottoms hard into her slit and then spent most of the ride massaging her nipples to maximum erection.

This time she walked all the way back to Jared's family with her labia exposed and clearly visible. Jared's father, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "You're exposing yourself." She feigned surprise and embarrassment as she adjusted her bottoms.

They rode two more slides before his daughters' complaints caused Jared's father to cut off the slides in order to go to the kiddie wave pool which provided more of a gentle swell that real waves.

Sally told him, I'd better get back to my friend. Do you have a cell phone?"

She asked him if she could see it and added her name and number to his phone list. "There, you have my number." She kissed his cheek, whispering to him, "Call or text if you want to fuck. I'll be waiting for it." She smiled and hugged each of the kids goodbye. "Oh, I don't know your name."

"Kyle, Kyle Petersen," he told her.

"'Bye Kyle." She blew him a kiss as she left to find Sarah.

 Sarah's Day

Sally found Sarah sunning by the main wave pool. "Hey, how was your time with the photographer?"

"Oh, hi, Sally. I wondered where you were?"

"I found a nice guy with three kids. His wife died. We spent some time together."

"Hard to fuck with kids around."

"We didn't fuck but I left him my number to call. I hope he does sometime. The kids are cute and fun."

"Well I guess cute and fun have their place in a water park."

"So, what about the photographer?"

"We fucked in the back seat of his car. Cramped, but he scratched my itch."

"'Scratched my itch,' doesn't sound too great."

"Well he put it in and out. He came, I didn't. I could still use a good fucking. He mostly wanted to take nude pictures of me."

"Did you let him."

"No, I don't like the idea of him jacking off to my pictures. He'd probably post them on the internet too."

"That shouldn't be an issue, you've already got nude photos on the internet."

"Don't remind me." In high school Sarah had 'sexted' a few explicit photos to guys she wanted to fuck and they had ended up on a couple of web sites. There were also a couple of guys who had taken pictures with both of them nude together mostly for bragging rights. The fact that Sarah would fuck almost anything with a penis didn't seem to diminish the bragging rights. After a brief sensation at school the photos were mostly forgotten by her schoolmates and had disappeared into the recesses of her mind. The photos were lost in the millions of others on the net. "I'm smarter now."

There was also one video of a guy fucking Sally on the internet. He had recorded it surreptitiously on web-cam and sent it to some of his friends, most of whom Sally was also fucking regularly. The picture was distant and grainy. You couldn't tell it was Sally unless you were told beforehand. For that matter it wasn't even clear the couple were actually fucking, the guy's penis was practically invisible. She knew where to find it on the internet and understood what Sarah was saying. "Yeah, I know."

Occasionally "boys" as Sarah referred to them came over and started chatting. Sarah always managed to dismiss them with an attitude of indifference but sometimes needed to resort to rudeness. "I think I'm about ready to leave."

The words were barely out of her mouth when Sally's phone chimed. "It's Kyle, the guy with three kids," she told Sarah as she answered.

 Evening with the Petersens

After Sally left Kyle couldn't get her out of his mind. He couldn't remember exactly what she had said but the meaning came across loud and clear: "I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you. I want to fuck you," reverberated through his mind. It hadn't helped to have Holly asking "Where did Sally go?" And then Jared had asked, "Can Sally come home with us?" He had to hold their sport bag in his lap to hide his erection.

His erection had mostly subsided when he decided it was time to leave and called the children out of the pool. As always he had to take the girls with him into the men's dressing room to change and held a beach towel in front of the girls to give them privacy as they changed. He wondered how he would handle it as they got older and wouldn't want to change in the men's dressing room but would be too young for him to be comfortable allowing them alone in the women's dressing room. They needed a woman, a mother. Sally popped into his mind.

"Can Sally come with us for pizza?" Holly asked.

"Yeah ask her, dad," Jared added.

"Sally?" Charlette chimed in.

There was no way to avoid his changing quickly in front of his daughters. He always tried to be as modest as possible about it but Holly still exclaimed loudly to the entire dressing room, "Your penis is swollen, Daddy. Are you okay?"

After dressing and assuring Holly quietly that he was okay, he decided, as much with his penis as with his brain to call Sally. "We're getting ready to leave the water-park. Would you like to join us for pizza and ice cream?"

Sally accepted without hesitation and told Sarah she wouldn't be going home with her. She quickly changed into street clothes and went to the park exit. All three children greeted her enthusiastically and Kyle showed the first signs of emotion towards her, giving her a tight hug and a quick peck on the lips.

Walking to the car she said to Charlette, "So, you just turned two."

Her father answered, "No, her birthday was a couple of months ago."

"But she said she was two 'last week'."

"Shortly after her birthday she spent a day with her grandmother, Jill's mother. Her grandmother introduced her to all her friends as 'Charlette, she's two, just last week.' Charlette liked it so much she's adopted it as her name, or maybe she thinks it really is her name, hard to tell."

After pizza they went to their home. Sally found it extremely neat and still filled with the feminine touches left by Kyle's late wife. They played a rousing game of Candy Land which Jared pronounced "boring" and which Charlette, "I'm two, just last week" won due to her getting the privilege of not having to go back when she pulled a picture card.

After Sally helped Kyle get the two girls in bed by reading a Curious George story they played Mario Kart until Jared's bedtime. Jared inevitably won with Sally placing second. "Dad, you're hopeless," Jared informed his father but assured Sally, "You just need more practice."

 Foreplay

After Jared went to bed they sat on the couch in an awkward silence. Kyle felt a stirring in his groin but wasn't sure how to introduce the topic. Sally was also unsure whether to just do it or approach it more gradually.

Sitting there,she realized that her parents might be wondering where she was so she called. Her mother answered.

"Hi, Mom. I just wanted to let you know I won't be home tonight."

"Staying at Sarah's again?"

Sally decided it was time to just own up. "No, mom, I'm staying over with a guy I met."

To her mother's expression of dismay she said, "You know I'm sexually active. Do you think this is the first time I've stayed overnight with a guy?"

Her mother continued to express disapproval. Not wanting Kyle to think she wasn't mature, Sally suppressed her urge to argue back and simply said, "Mom, I'll be fine, Kyle's a great guy. You can talk to him if you want."

Her mother declined the offer.

Sally told Kyle, "This is the first time I've actually told her I'm staying overnight with a guy. I don't see any reason to do it behind her back. Sometimes she still treats me like a child."

Kyle decided this was the time to bring up the subject they were both awkward about and asked, "so you've been with several men?"

"Boys actually, I've been sexually active since middle school."

"So, how many times?"

Sally laughed, "too many to remember, a hundred guys or so."

Kyle was surprised, "You've kept that from your mother for so long?"

"She knows I've been having sex."

"So what is it you've just told her 'for the first time'?"

"That I'm staying overnight to have sex." There! she had clearly brought the subject into the open.

Kyle relaxed now that she had stated it explicitly for the first time since they had met at the park exit. "So you don't stay overnight much?"

"Oh, no, with the guys in school we'd just meet at one of our homes when our parents are gone. Though there was this one guy whose parents encouraged it."

"So, what do you do when you stay overnight?"

"It's only been a couple of times and we went to a motel." Sally decided not to mention the overnight with Sarah's father. "Once we just went in, got undressed and went at it. The other time we spent some time kissing and hugging and kind of undressed each other on the bed."

Kyle decided to just bluntly ask, "What did you have in mind for tonight?"

"No plan, just thought I'd see where things lead." In encouragement she put her hand to his crotch.

"You want to go up to bed now?"

She felt he wasn't ready to jump into bed. Something was holding him back. Without stating the rules or even expressing what she was doing, she began her "what I like about you" game. "I like being with you."

"Well I like being with you too."

"You're a great father.'

"You'd make a great mother."

Sally wasn't prepared for that. She never thought about being a mother, wasn't sure she'd ever want to be one. "I don't think so."

"You're so great with kids. Mine love you already. You know they were asking for you., actually wanted you to come home with us."

Sally knew she had been using the kids to get to Kyle. But it had come easily, almost naturally. "Yeah, I can be a friend, but a mother ...?"

"Well I think you'd be great." He leaned in and she took the hint.

During the kiss, she stroked his penis through his pants. She loved the way it hardened as she touched it. He put his arms around her and dropped one hand to her butt.

As the kiss ended she took one of his hands and placed it at her breast, encouraging him to feel her hardened nipple through the fabric of her blouse. "Do you like this?" She squeezed the hardened cock.

"Yes."

"Ready for bed?" she smiled.

 Bedroom

When they arrived in the bedroom he turned off the lights. Only the glow from night lights in the hallway and bathroom illuminated the room. Sally was a bit disappointed. She wanted to see his cock, but feeling it, especially inside her was what she wanted most of all so she said nothing. He took her by the waist, pulled her to him and kissed her gently. As he did so he slipped his hands under her blouse and brought it up. He stopped the kiss and pulled the blouse over her head. She seldom wore a bra, not needing one, and he bent down to gently kiss and lick at her nipples.

Then he turned his attention to her jeans, unbuttoning and unzipping them. He pulled her panties to her feet as her jeans fell. He untied her shoes and gently guided her to the bed. She sat and he raised her feet, removed shoes and socks and placed her feet on the bed. She lay back to wait for him.

In the dim light she could see him remove his shirt. Then he closed the door, sat next to her on the bed to remove his shoes, stood to drop his pants and lay down next to her. She felt his stiff cock brush her leg and reached down. Warm and solid, she wrapped her fingers around it. It would definitely do she decided, maybe an inch and a half thick and seven inches long.

He began with a kiss to her forehead and continued caressing her entire body. "Caressing" was the only way to describe it. He caressed her with his fingers, caressed her with his hands, caressed her with his lips, caressed her with his tongue. Her forehead, her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, her lips, her neck, her shoulders. He didn't massage her breasts, he didn't rub or squeeze her nipples, he caressed them with hand, fingers, lips and tongue. Touches of great gentleness that sent shivers through her body. His entire being seemed to be focused on each individual square inch of her body as his hands, fingers, lips and tongue attended to it.

The darkness enhanced her pleasure. All she could sense was his touches, his kisses, his caresses.

As the attention moved down her abdomen she tensed her groin. The attention, the caresses were just above her genitals and she felt dampness dripping down the inside of her legs. She slid them apart in anticipation. But .. the attention and caresses were diverted. They went down the outside of her legs, alternating from one to the other. Down her legs to her ankles and then her feet. She spread her legs apart for him as the caresses of hands, fingers, lips and tongue moved up the inside of her legs. As he reached the upper portion of her inner thigh, she was fully primed and gasped as his cheek brushed against her swollen pussy. Then his tongue caressed her labia and.like an electric shock. an orgasm of uncontrolled delight shot from the point of contact throughout her body.

He didn't let her sudden squeal or her orgasmic twitching delay him. Instead they encouraged him. He pushed his tongue between the lips to taste the salty, sour liquid within and began gently caressing the hard button of her clit. As she squealed and twitched some more he moved his tongue to the hard button and pushed his fingers inside the warm, wet vagina. He continued the vaginal and clitoral stimulation until her twitching subsided.

 Coitus Interuptus

He moved up so his cock was throbbing at the coital entrance. He held himself on his arms, "I hope you're enjoying yourself."

Her response was to pull him down to her and give a hard, passionate kiss. As their tongues entwined, she pushed her hips up causing the tip of his cock to enter her. He pushed himself fully inside and allowed his body to settle onto hers. Returning the kiss he began slowly moving his cock in and out. It slid effortlessly back and forth along her well moistened vaginal walls.

They could tell the door was pushed open by the increase in light from the hallway night light.

A small feminine voice said, "Daddy, can I get in bed with you, I'm cold."

He rolled off Sally, his cock coming out. "Sally's in bed with me, darling. It'll be crowded," he gasped.

He composed himself and whispered to Sally, "I'll talk to her and be right back." and started to get out of bed.

"You're naked," she whispered back.

"No problem, since I've been her only parent for a year I've found it's impossible not to be naked in front of her."

Sally felt uncomfortable having the naked man next to her with his full erection getting up in front of his young daughter. "Let me do it." She got out of bed and seeing no obvious clothing to wear, took Holly by the hand while still naked..

As they walked back to Holly's room, Holly commented, "You don't have any pajamas.."

"I know, I left them at home.'

"You can wear mine."

"They'd be too small."

"Maybe daddy has some."

"They'd be too big and fall right off," she laughed.

She reached out to touch the tuft of hair at Sally's crotch, "You have hair like Daddy."

"Yes I do."

"I didn't know girls have hair."

"They get hair just like boys when they grow up."

"Oh. But Daddy has a penis."

"Oh, he does?"

"Yes. Jared has one too. You know why?"

"Why"

"Cause they're boys. Boys get one but girls don't"

"I think that's right."

"I don't want one, I think they look silly."

"I agree completely."

As Sally tucked Holly back into her own bed, Holly got very serious and whispered, "Sally, daddy's penis was swollen today."

Sally suppressed a giggle, "oh?"

"Do you think anything's wrong with him?"

"No, Holly, penises do that sometimes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Why?"

"I think you better talk to your father about that."

"He always says, 'when you get older,' when I ask about penises."

"I think that's a good idea. You'll understand better when you get older."

"That's what he always says."

As she got back in bed with Kyle, Sally giggled, "I understand your penis was "swollen" today. I hope I had something to do with that." She ran a finger quickly down his abdomen to the subject member which expanded quickly at the touch.

"You had everything to do with that. I don't know what I'm going to do with her. She seems to have this penis obsession."

"I understand that. I have one too." Sally dived under the covers to use her mouth and tongue to bring him to maximum stiffness and tasted the lingering salty dampness from their interrupted activity.

"After her mother died I found it impossible to avoid some situations where she would see me naked and she couldn't help noticing it."

Sally removed the "swollen" member from her mouth to respond, " 'cause its so big," she giggled.

"God, you're a sexy vixen." He thrust his fully erect penis into her waiting mouth. Then he pulled her hips to his head and buried his mouth in her soft, sweet vulva. Sally yelped in surprised pleasure.

A voice of concern came from Holly's room, "Sally, are you okay?"

Sally couldn't suppress a laugh, "I'm fine, Holly!" "More than fine," she repeated softly to Kyle, moving her face to his, giving him a kiss and straddling his hips, presenting her vaginal opening to his waiting cock. She pushed her hips down and the 7 inch shaft entered her with no need for extra guidance. She whispered to him, "I'm much more than fine."



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 11



The Morning After

Sally lay in bed next to Kyle in his home. He was caressing her body softly, her breasts and nipples, her stomach, her neck and her genitals. He used the same soft touch he had use last night for one of the most incredible sexual sessions Sally had ever experienced. She had had sex with maybe a hundred boys and a few older men but Kyle had treated her more gently, more sensually, more considerately than any of them. She felt more relaxed than ever after a night of sex and wished the morning would continue like this forever.

But the alarm had just gone off and after hitting the snooze button Kyle had told her he would need to be getting up to get ready for work. Sally would also have to get dressed, Kyle was her ride home.

The alarm went off again and Kyle got up. "Wait!" Sally requested, only slightly insistently. Last night he had undressed in the dark. Sally was glad for that because it had allowed her to concentrate on his gentle touch. But she usually liked seeing her guys in the light. She had an obsession about penises and loved their variety. She wanted to see the cock she had only felt last night. "I want to look at you."

"What?"

"It was too dark last night. I've never seen you naked. I want to look at you." She whipped the covers from her own body and spread her legs. "Wouldn't you like to look at me?"

"I guess I would," he said and turned to see her spread on the bed, fleshy pillows between her legs with thin labia extending from the slit. They were pointed at by a light brown triangle of hair and covered by thin tendrils of hair he remembered feeling last night. Her nipples were fully erect, extending a half inch from her chest. His groin responded to the sight and thoughts of the previous evening.

As he turned, Sally saw the slightly erect, now 4 inch long uncircumcised cock with small testicles which were slowly retracting into their abdominal pockets. She reached down and spread her labia, watching as the cock hardened more, rising from its resting place on his testicles. She stood and went over too him, placed her arms around his neck and kissed him. "Want to take a shower?"

He held her in his arms and was tempted but declined, "That would likely take too long, I'll get distracted, I really have to get into work."

"Can't you come in late this once?"

"No."

"Your boss is a real pill?"

"I'm the boss."

"What?"

"I own a chain of sporting goods stores. Well, not exactly a chain, three."

"So why can't you you just take off!"

"I have to set an example. You're out of school and enjoying a bit of free time but I have to get in, on time!"

He walked to the bathroom door and then turned suddenly, Sally?"

"Yes," she started to move to the bathroom, looking at the fully erect cock extending from his crotch, thinking he might have changed his mind.

"Jill's mother, my mother , will be here soon to watch the kids. Could you get them ready. Just make sure Jared is up, he can take care of himself. Holly will need some help getting dressed, Charlette will need a diaper change and could you dress her?"

Sally was about to say, "Do you think I'm their mother," and "I'm not changing any diapers." But held her voice, She definitely wasn't changing any diaper.

Jared was already up and she heard noises downstairs. "What are you doing, Jared?" she yelled down.

"I'm getting some cereal," was the reply.

Holly was lying awake in bed, "What do you want to wear?" Sally asked her.

She picked purple and blue plaid shorts, an orange and yellow striped T-shirt and long, multicolored, striped socks to go with her green "Crocs".

"This is a real fashion statement," Sally said as she pulled on her shorts.

The doorbell rang as Sally pulled the T-shirt over Holly's head. "I've got it!" Jared yelled up. Then, as the T shirt came down, "Hi, Nana!"

"Nana," Holly said and tried to run out the bedroom door. Sally held her back and put on her shoes and socks.

Sally saw a solution to the diaper dilemma: 'Nana' could handle Charlette. She followed as Holly ran down the stairs and heard a woman;'s voice, "What is that you're wearing, Holly."

"Sally says it's a fashion statement."

"It's certainly that," the woman replied. "Who's Sally?"

Seemingly without pausing for a breath, Holly spilled it all, "She came home with us from the water-park. She stayed all night. Daddy let her sleep in his bed with him 'cause he's so nice. She didn't have any pajamas and had to sleep naked. She has hair but not a penis, 'cause she's a girl."

Sally slowed, feeling embarrassed. As she came down the final flight she saw a woman in her late 50's, a bit overweight with gray salted brown hair. The woman stared at her in apparent astonishment."

All Sally could think to say was, "Hi, I'm Sally." Knowing how young her lack of a figure made her appear, she added, "I'm eighteen."

They stood in silence looking at each other.

Jared broke the silence, "Hi Sally. Want to play more 'Mario Kart'?"

"No, Jared." Then she faced Nana again, "Charlette's still in bed. Kyle said she probably needs a diaper change."

Nana went upstairs and Sally followed the other two children into the kitchen where she collapsed onto a chair. "That could have gone better," she mumbled to herself.

'Nana' returned carrying Charlette who immediately said, "Sally!" and began squirming out of her grandmother's arms and reaching for Sally. Nana gave in and put the young girl down so she could run to Sally who put her on her lap, "How did you sleep, Charlette?"

The older woman glowered as Sally chatted with her granddaughter.

Kyle came down shortly and asked Sally if she'd like some toast, juice or cereal. Before Sally could answer, 'Nana' interrupted, "Kyle, we need to talk. In the other room."

Still holding Charlette in her lap and watching the other two children consume the Froot Loops Jared had prepared she tried to listen in but all she could make sense of was an occasional name, "Kyle," pronounced in an accusing tone and a pleading, "Charlotte," in response. Sally came to realize that the young girl in her lap was named after her maternal grandmother, with an ever so slight change in pronunciation.

When the returned 'Nana' was no happier with the situation and Kyle seemed less than happy. Sally tried to break the awkwardness, "I would like some toast and orange juice, Kyle." Then she whispered to Charlette, "Why don't you see if Nana can get you some breakfast?" The young girl gave Sally a hug, slipped to the floor and ran to her grandmother who finally smiled.

When they left the house after a very silent breakfast each of the children gave her a big hug and she held out her hand to their grandmother, "Pleased to have met you, 'Nana'."

The grand mother held out a wet noodle of a hand for Sally to shake, "please call me Mrs. Overton." Under her breath she added, "I'm not your Nana."

Sally realized that her parents would be off to work or heading out the door when she got home so she called Sarah and asked Kyle to drop her off at Sarah's.

"I'm sorry about that," he said when they were in the car. "I should have realized it wasn't a good idea to have you there when she arrived."

"She doesn't like her daughter's husband have anyone sleep over?"

"Well, I think it's more your age. Anyway you're the first so nothing to compare with. But both she and my mom have been encouraging me to get out and meet women. I think she was also put off by how attracted to you the children are, maybe a bit jealous."

"Oh, I guess I should have sensed that."

"It's strange, since in her encouragement for me to get out she's always saying how important it is for the kids to 'have a mother'."

Sally hoped he wasn't thinking that she was likely to be that 'mother'. She wasn't ready for any such responsibility. Much as she liked his kids, she wasn't going to change her life for them. "You know, Holly blurted out all the details as soon as she saw her grandmother, telling her how I was naked in your bed all night."

"She's no good at keeping secrets even if she knows it's a secret," Kyle laughed.

"She mentioned my pubic hair, I wonder if she told her about your 'swollen' penis?" Sally laughed back.

"More than likely, certainly even. Charlotte said something about me keeping my 'swollen penis' to myself."

Sally had forgotten what she observed about the grandmother's likely name, "Charlette?"

"Oh, you don't know, 'Nana's' name is 'Charlotte' we named Charlette after her, changed the spelling and pronounce the name a bit differently."

"When Charlette wanted to come to me I bet that really ticked her off."

"She did? Yeah that would do it, Charlette's her favorite, partly because of her age but also the name."

As Sally prepared to get out of the car he said, "I hope the kids and I will see you again.'

She held up her phone, "I have your number, and you have mine." She gave him a big kiss on the lips, "I enjoyed myself immensely." Then as she closed the car door she told him honestly, "You are a GREAT lover!"

He watched her go to the door enjoying the tingle of the parting words. She blew him a kiss as Sarah let her in.

"Oh my god. Oh my god. OH ... MY ... GOD." were the first words out of her mouth as she came inside.

Recapitulation

"Incredible," she continued and went into a long rave about her sex with Kyle, "so gentle, so caring, so sensual" were the constant refrain.

"So you enjoyed your self?" Sarah said in jesting delight.

"Oh my god! Never, ever, have I experienced anything like it. Even his cock inside me was, like, searching for ways to make me happy. Not just ways to pleasure me, certainly not to pleasure itself but to make me HAPPY! Gently, Caring, probing, sensually trying to make me HAPPY! OH .. MY ... GOD!"

Sally collapsed on the couch and began rubbing her crotch in an attempt to quell the thrills that were building in her genitals over the remembrance of the previous night.

"Isn't this the guy with the kids? What did he do with them."

Sally went into detail describing the evening with the kids and expressing how much she liked them. "Oh, but then this morning their grandmother came."

Sarah sensed the tone of her voice, "That didn't go well?"

"Not well at all." Sally told Sarah what Holly had told her grandmother. "And then Kyle and the grandmother had some sort of dust-up in the other room."

"Kind of like parents coming home to see their son fucking some girl," Sarah decided.

"Not exactly, this was Kyle's mother. He said it had something to do with my age and the kids, jealousy maybe.'

"Or maybe she had the impression the kids saw too much, based on what the granddaughter told her."

"Maybe."

Sally's phone rang. The number wasn't one in her phone and she didn't recognize it but she answered.

"Is this Sally?" a female voice asked.

"Yes."

Sally recognized the voice as it continued. "Kyle Petersen gave me your number. this is Mrs.Overton."

"What do you want?" Sally asked, failing to keep the coldness from her voice.

"The children have been talking about you incessantly. I don't approve of what you are doing with Kyle, but that's none of my business as he has informed me. However, my grandchildren are my business and I don't want them getting hurt because you used them to get their father into your pants for a one night stand."

"I don't do one night stands," Sally protested knowing that was only partially true. She preferred guys she could have sex with over and over but if they weren't at least promising then once was it. Of course Kyle was way beyond 'promising'.

"I don't want my grandchildren getting hurt because they become attached to you and then you disappear from their lives. They're already asking when you'll be back."

"Oh." Sally wasn't sure how to handle that. Even if she saw them frequently she'd soon be off to Stanford. And how often would she see them? No way was she going to go by every day, maybe not even once a week. Basically she wasn't going to make any commitment to the kids, or Kyle, or this "Nana'." All she could think of to say was, "I do like the children and don't want to hurt them. That's something Kyle and I will need to discuss." She disconnected.

"The grandmother," Sally explained to Sarah. "The children are asking about me."

"They're not your kids," Sarah replied.

"I know, but they're sweet kids."

"Not your problem. You need to get on with your life."

"I used the kids to get to their dad. And I had a lot of fun with them."

"Sally you can't worry about the kids. Guys like this come with too much baggage."

"Baggage? He's a nice, well adjusted, sweet guy. And great at sex."

"Baggage: kids, dead wife, mother, probably a mother. Kids! It was probably a mistake to go looking for guys with kids at the water park."

Sally's phone rang again.

Recollection and Invitation

Kyle's day was not going well. He couldn't get his mind off the skinny girl who had spent the previous night with him. His ability to put her aside wasn't helped by the "dust-up" with his mother. And then she had managed to pry Sally's number from him. He had given in just to get her off the phone. He worried about what she would say if she called Sally. He didn't like the way she had referred to Sally. It was unfair since she didn't even know the girl. "That little, slut," "I don't want my grandchildren subjected to this," "I can get custody," the words went around and around in his mind.

Then she called him again.

"Your children are asking about your little slut," were her first words.

"What?" The last thing he needed now was more of this.

"They want to know when the slut will be seeing them again."

"They did have a good time with her. She's great with the kids."

"Kyle, that slut isn't going to be any mother to my grandchildren. If you were thinking with any part of your body outside of your pants you'd realize she just used you, and the children."

"Charlotte, I know she's not going to marry me, she's too young, she's leaving for school in the fall, I enjoy being with her, the kids enjoy her company. She isn't a slut and this is none of your business."

"My grandchildren are my business. What will your mother say?"

He wondered what his mother would say. She'd been encouraging him to get out and meet women. But she had in mind someone who might marry him and provide a mother for the kids. "Deal with it Charlotte!" He hung up.

He was in no mood to deal with the employee who loafed around instead of replacing items which customers had examined, decided not to buy and then stuck wherever, including the floor. Order and cleanliness was something he insisted upon and he was frustrated that the manager of the store hadn't gotten this employee on track. He could tell he would explode in anger if he addressed the subject today. He needed to get out and told his store manager that he had to check out a problem at the store across town. 

He parked in a nearby grocery lot and sat in the car calming himself. Sally's parting words, "You are a GREAT lover!" came to his mind and he focused on them as the most calming event of the day. Then he thought of her request when he got up, naked, "I want to look at you," and his anger abated. He remembered her lying naked on the bed and his anger was replaced by sexual desire. Almost without thinking, he found her number on his phone and pressed the call button.

He had called with so little thought that his conscious mind was startled by her voice saying, "hello."

He stammered out the first thing that came to mind, "Could we meet for lunch?"

She muffled the phone and whispered to Sarah, "He wants to have lunch."

Sarah whispered back, "They aren't your kids."

Sally whispered her decision to Sarah, "Maybe this is a chance to get this over with." Then she spoke into the phone. "Sure Kyle, where do you want to meet?"

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Kyle stood in front of the Italian deli and examined the young girl approaching him. He almost didn't recognize her. he remembered the tight bathing suit at the water park that showed her nipples and genitals. He remembered her flashing him on the water slides. He remembered the top that draped over her nipples and the brief shorts that left her midriff exposed almost showing her pubic hair. He remembered the skinny body naked in his bed. He remembered how light and fragile she seemed as he drove his cock into her. But approaching him was a girl with no figure wearing loose fitting jeans and a plain, cotton top with a large nose, large mouth and hair that seemed to fly in every direction.

But then she smiled at him, her light brown, almost golden eyes widened and flashed. "Hi Kyle," came from the sensual mouth. His heart skipped a beat and his cock jumped slightly. Something about her just screamed, "fuck me!"

They ordered their food in silence and Kyle spent his time composing himself and wondering how she stayed so slim if she regularly ate things like the meatball sub she ordered.

As they sat, Sally opened the conversation, "Your mother called me."

"I'm sorry about that. I gave her your number." He didn't add that he had done it just to get her off his back.

"She was upset that your kids are getting attached to me."

"Yeah, we need to talk about that."

"I like your kids but we're not going to be ...." She searched her mind for the right words, but they didn't come. "I'm not expecting to see you frequently," was what ultimately came out.

He knew that was probably the case but hearing the words gave him a sinking feeling. "I don't expect to see you every day."

"I didn't expect even once a week."

"Oh."

She was blunt, "You're a great fuck. But I'm too young to get attached. And I'm off to Stanford in a couple months."

"So, last night was it."

She smiled broadly, "I hope not! Like I said, you're a GREAT lover! I wouldn't want last night to be my only chance at that."

"You only want me for sex?"

"That is the reason I was at the water-park and started talking to you."

"So, you don't like me. Or the kids?"

"I think your a great guy and I love your kids. But ..."

"But?"

"I'm not ready to settle down in any way. Nor will I restrict myself to one sex partner."

He was surprised at the direction. "Restrict yourself?"

"Kyle, you don't really know me. Most people would call me a nymphomaniac, and maybe I am. I have to have sex, a lot of sex, and different guys.

Kyle was unable to stop himself from blurting out what was in his mind, "So Charlotte was right."

"Your daughter? Right about what?"

"No, my mother." He hesitated before coming clean, "She calls you 'that slut'. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything."

The term hurt partly because Sally knew that she would fit the definition by many people's use of the word. But she didn't think of herself that way.

Kyle caught the hurt look in her eyes and reached over to take her hand. "I'm sorry, I don't think you're a slut."

His words had implied differently, but Sally expressed her view of herself. "I don't go with any guy that asks. I'm selective. I went with you because you were a nice guy with great kids." As she said it she realized that she had been selective in high school. However, since graduation and hooking up with Sarah, she had been fucking any guy that asked and that had been mostly disappointment. She shouldn't go along with everything Sarah suggested.

"I don't want you to think I'm not glad for the time you spent with me."

Sally didn't answer right away so he charged on to something that had been central in his mind since he left work. "I'd love to make love with you again. Can we spend another night together?"




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 11



That jarred Sally out of her internal debate over whether Sarah was a 'slut'. She disliked the euphemism, 'make love'. For her it was all about pleasure. 'Love' implied a commitment and a level of care for each other she just hadn't experienced. But she thought of the previous evening with Kyle and realized 'make love' wasn't a euphemism to him. That's exactly what he had done with her. He had 'made love' to her. His penis had 'made love' to her vagina. She had been a virgin at it and hadn't realized. "Of course, I'd like to do that."

Kyle didn't want to delay, "Tonight?"

"Uhh ..."

"I haven't been able to get you out of my mind, especially with my mother bringing you up with a phone call every hour."

"She's concerned about the kids, and you should be too. For that matter, so am I. I shouldn't spend a lot of time with them when I can't get too attached."

"I had in mind a nice hotel, away from the kids." In fact he had already made a reservation in anticipation.

"Oh"

"And dinner at a nice restaurant."

This was sounding attractive. Fantasies went through her mind of an elegant night, something she'd never had. "And a play, or a concert. The Opera!" she exclaimed.

Kyle wasn't too taken with that idea but a check of the paper and a quick phone call and they had opera tickets.

The Evening

Sally waited as Kyle said goodbye to her parents. She had been giddy all afternoon and Sarah accused her of "being in love" as they picked out her dress and packed a night bag.

"I'm not in love!" Sally had insisted in complete honesty, "It's just kind of a fantasy date and Kyle's great in bed!"

They had selected a plain black dress with spaghetti straps and then for the evening a silken camisole that stopped just above her waist with matching bikini briefs. Neither had a stitch of decoration but both were slightly translucent. The top showed her nipples to maximum effect and she could pull the bottoms up to hug her labia. "I'm not sure I'll even put them on. And if I do they may not be on for long," she had told Sarah.

No bra, bras never looked good on her unless she stuffed them with something. She had some foam fillers she had worn at school but, "tonight I don't want anything artificial." She had purchased panties just for the occasion. She and Sarah had selected black see-through lace. She had passed on the thong but selected the briefest bikini style she could find.

She had a pearl necklace borrowed from her mother with matching earrings. For the first time she told her parents that she was going out with a guy and intended to spend the night with him. They had accepted the news with unusual grace despite the disapproval that showed on their faces. They had asked to meet him.

"How old is he," her mother had asked.

Sally was embarrassed that she'd never asked but said, "around thirty, he has a 7 year old son."

"Divorced?" her father expressed in consternation.

"Widower. He's a great guy and his kids are great!"

"Kids?" her mother emphasized the plural.

Sally talked about the three kids and the fun they had together.

Kyle seemed a bit taken aback when Sally asked him to come in and meet her parents. They had talked awkwardly and her father had made some sort of "what are your intentions" query.

Sally had cut that off, "He intends to fuck me and I intend to fuck him right back. If I'm lucky we'll do it all night and into the morning!"

After that with Kyle's obvious shock at her response things became more relaxed and she had to pry Kyle away from a discussion of the sporting goods business with her father.

Dinner was at the top of one of the taller downtown buildings. The food and view were exquisite. They discussed the kids and Kyle suggested she come to the water-park or on one of their weekend excursions every Saturday.

"I don't think they should get used to seeing me every week. They'll just be more upset when I leave for Stanford."

"You'll be coming back."

"Kyle, we can't assume we'll have a permanent relationship. Who knows what'll happen at Stanford. And then I'll likely do post grad work. And then I may go God knows where to work." She felt like she was being the adult and this thirty something guy was just a 'boy'. "And, Kyle, I'm not ready to be a mother, even part time. I may never be ready." Sarah's constant reminder "They're not your kids," echoed incessantly through her mind.

They agreed, Kyle reluctantly, that she'd meet with them somewhere in two weeks and they'd meet only once or twice more before she left for Stanford. Sally hoped he understood that she expected sex in the bargain. He understood since he was doing most of his thinking between his legs.

Night in the Hotel

After the opera, they went to the hotel. Kyle had checked in earlier. He carried Sally's overnight duffel up to a large room with a king bed, large shower and a Jacuzzi tub. Kyle was unsure of what to do next. When he was with his wife they would have talked and gone to bed as they felt like it with no mention of sex. In bed they would begin touching in more and more intimate ways. I all just flowed from one level of arousal to the next. With Sally he wasn't sure what to do. "Would you like this on the bed so you can unpack?"

Sally wasn't so uncertain, she'd been thinking about this all day. "No, just put it out of the way."

As he dropped it next to the dresser she came behind him and wrapped her arms around him. Reaching inside his sport coat she pulled it off and draped it over a chair. As he turned to face her she again put her arms around him, raised her face to his and began a long, sensuous kiss which he returned.

As they kissed he put his arms around her and she felt his slow gentle caresses moving from her shoulders to her butt and back up again. She broke off the kiss and Kyle thought she was pulling away but she was just making space to unbutton his shirt. Once unbuttoned she pushed it back over his shoulders and he allowed it to drop to the floor. Then she pulled his undershirt up and moved her hands underneath, rubbing his belly and running her fingers through his chest hair. As her hands moved up the bottom of the undershirt rose with them.

He noticed her hardened nipples making bumps in her dress and reached out to stroke them and squeeze them through the fabric. He had to release them as she forced his undershirt over his head and pulled it off his arms. As the shirt dropped to the floor he put his hands to her shoulders and slowly pushed the straps to the side. She allowed them to fall off her arms and he leaned forward to kiss the exposed nipples which protruded from her almost non-existent breasts.

At first he thought she was pushing him away but quickly realized she was guiding him to the bed. He backed onto it and swung his feet up. She quickly untied his shoes and pulled them off followed by his socks. Then she began massaging his feet.

After a couple of minutes she moved onto the bed and, slowly moving up next to him, she stroked along the inside of his pant leg. Reaching his crotch she gently rubbed the hardened cylinder which was held tightly against his testicles. Normally Kyle wore plain colored boxers, though he had a few in plaid. But just for tonight he had purchased a couple of pairs of Lycra bikini briefs. The briefs were severely restricting the ability of his cock to reach its full potential. Sally's stroking made him keenly aware of the restriction and he reached down. Sally stopped his hand with her own and shook a finger of her other hand at him. "I'll free your beautiful pole when I'm ready."

"I really need to adjust myself. It kind of hurts."

She shook her finger again. "No, Kyle," she stated softly but firmly. "I'll release the wonderful instrument when I'm ready for it." Then she lay down next to him, her head on his arm and moved the hand reaching for his crotch to her stomach. She began running her fingers though his chest hair, occasionally pulling gently at the abundant strands.

She slowly moved her fingers up and down, each down stroke moving further down. When she reached his belt she pushed underneath and began pulling at his pubic hair. He began arching his back in a vain attempt to free his cock from its restraint.

Sally rose and knelt with her back to his head. "Let's see what we have here." She began unbuckling his belt.

He reached over to pull down her dress but it was so tight fitting that, despite her lack of a figure, it wouldn't pull down.

"Zipper," she informed him as she finished unbuckling and reached for his zipper.

He located the zipper at the back of her dress and pulled it down. The dress fell away from her body revealing her panties, the crotch cupped her fleshy genitals and he could make out her large, thin, inner labia pressing against the dampened lace. As he reached to touch them, they pulled away. Sally had moved to the base of the bed where she stood and pulled off his pants with a single flourish.

"Oh, red!" she exclaimed, looking at the tight silken briefs he had chosen to wear. His thick cock was held down against his testicles and was almost its full length. It strained for release against the fabric.

Sally reached over and touched it. "Ohh, smooth!" she exclaimed as she began tracing the veins that she could make out through the fabric. His cock was pushing so hard against the fabric that she could not only make out the veins but also the edge of his foreskin held tightly against the tip of his cock. His balls were pressed against the fabric on either side of the hard penis and a few hairs had escaped through pores in the fabric. She gently pulled on the hairs as she got back on the bed, presenting her lace framed ass to his face.

She gently moved her fingers over his hard member. She could feel almost every irregularity through the silken fabric. He moaned at her touch and concentrated on rubbing her genitals through lace which was getting wetter by the second. She reached along the tip of the cock which was practically buried between his buttocks and stroked at his pee hole. He jerked and exclaimed, "Oh God! Sally! be careful." Dampness oozed through the fabric.

"We should free this beauty," she said and wiggled her butt as an invitation to him. She pulled the briefs down and his cock spring to full attention, slapping her in the face. She laughed, pushed the briefs to his knees and put her mouth around the tip of the shaft rising over seven inches from his body. She tasted the salty, slightly musty taste of the liquid that had escaped and was still oozing from the tip.

He had pulled her panties down to her knees and was gently pulling that thin inner labia away from the fleshy outer lips when Sally's tongue licked at the tip of his cock. He knew that if she continued, he'd never last the way he wanted. He pulled his hips down so his cock left her mouth. He quickly moved to the side, grasped the slim young woman and flipped her on her back. He moved on top, His face to hers. "I'll explode if I let you keep doing that." He put his lips to hers in a long, gentle kiss.

He released the kiss and began kissing, caressing and licking his way gently and lovingly down her body: ears, neck, shoulders, breasts, pausing to lick, suck and gently bite her nipples. Then on down, stopping just has he reached the slit with its inviting, protruding labia. He moved to her feet and then up her legs doing a couple of inches on the left, then the right, then the left and back to the right ... She moaned in pleasure and began writhing in anticipation as his kisses and caresses reached her thighs.

He cupped his right hand around the fleshy, down covered cushions between her legs, lifted her right leg with his left hand and kissed the sensitive spot between her thigh and genitals. as he removed his hand he gently brushed the damp labia and they opened in response, spreading wetness on his fingers. He cupped the downy genitalia in his left hand and his fingers sank into the wetness, partially penetrating her. She relaxed and moaned as he kissed between thigh and genitals on the other side. he sank his fingers deep into the extremely wet cavity as he lifted his head from between her legs.

As he removed the fingers he saw the delicate petals spread fully apart, framing the darkness of her inner recesses. Droplets of her lubricating juices flowed slowly down her butt. He'd never seen anything so inviting, so clearly ready for him."You are exquisite," he told her.

He moved onto the bed between her legs, lifted her hips slightly and positioned the tip of his swollen, eager cock at the waiting entrance. The tip of the hard shaft rubbed over her clit as he slowly and gently moved it in and she gasped at the sensation. He entered, slowly filling her. She took a deep breath, gabbed his butt and pulled his hips as close to her as possible. Then pushing her hips against his as hard as she could so his cock penetrated to it maximum extent she grabbed his shoulders. pulled him to her and kissed. Her nipples buried in his chest hair, her tongue buried in his mouth, his penis buried in her vagina she made love with him.

As his cock slowly and gently repeatedly penetrated and withdrew, caressing her intimately she concentrated her entire being on him, moving her breasts to massage his chest with her nipples, moving her hips to massage his genitals, moving her hands all along his back, moving her lips to his in a firm but gentle kiss. Warmth filled her body.

On and on went the dance, not to any music but to a rising crescendo of passion. At one point, with her gentle prodding they turned over and she was on top, kneeling over his thighs, moving up and down, back and forth, to and fro, massaging every edge of his manhood with the walls of her womanhood. She moved her hands through his chest hair, down his body and pulled gently at his pubic hair. He held her hips, then moved his hands to massage her breast tissue and rub at her nipples.

His breathing became deeper and she could tell he was reaching the edge of orgasm. She made it her goal to give him the best orgasm possible. Tightening her groin muscles, she slowed her movements and watching for subtle hints in his moans, and breathing, facial expressions and body movement she tried to identify the movements which gave him the most pleasure. She then concentrated on performing those movements and backed off when he seemed closest to orgasm.

Then, suddenly, with clenched teeth he exploded into her. Thrusting himself up, his throbbing cock filled her with its hardness and then with a gusher of liquid. The base of his cock rammed her clit. She had been so preoccupied with satisfying him that she hadn't realized how close to orgasm she was herself. Her vagina throbbed, her body quivered, she let out an involuntary scream at the unexpected suddenness. Both bodies throbbed, extending their mutual pleasure. she collapsed onto his chest and he held her in his arms. "Jill," he said quietly.

Sally smiled at the slip. She was flattered at the comparison with the woman he had clearly loved intensely.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 12



 Jill

Kyle Petersen was in a strange sort of semi-darkness. It was too dark to see anything but he was holding himself up on his arms looking down on his wife, Jill. his cock was firmly implanted inside her and he felt completely satisfied. Despite the darkness she was clearly visible, her firm, hemispherical breasts with their hardened nipples had the rosy pink glow they always had after a session of satisfying sex. She smiled at him, her brown eyes sparkling, "You know I'm not me." she told him, adding, "It's cold."

It was cold. He shivered slightly and the scene disappeared as he awoke. There next to him was the thin form of Sally Czarwitz. He remembered. They had just had a session of sexual activity that rivaled some of the best times had had with Jill, dead now for over a year. He thought of Jill and how much he missed her, how she wouldn't be able to watch their three children grow up.

He and Sally were in a hotel room he had gotten for them while his mother watched the kids. They hadn't turned out the lights and were laying on top of the bed covers. There was a small puddle of his semen between them. Sally seemed to be sound asleep.

He slowly moved her as he removed the soiled bedspread and then managed to roll her under the covers. As he covered her she woke up, sort of. She reached out and grabbed his penis. "Nice cock," she said and fell back asleep. Her grip loosened and he got under the covers behind her, wrapping his arms around her skinny body.

 Sally

Sally was disoriented. She was under the covers of a strange bed in a darkened room. She shook her head remembering that she had had a wonderful love-making session with Kyle. but it had been light and the room lights had been on. She remembered being able to examine every vein in his penis through those tight, nylon briefs. She turned over. Yes, that was Kyle and this was the room she remembered.

The clock said 7:30 and daylight was seeping in through the edges of the thick hotel room curtains. She got up to pee and returned to the bed. She was tired, but not ready to sleep. She crept head first under the covers and took the limp penis. She rolled the foreskin back and began licking at the bottom of the head. It slowly responded and began swelling.

Her actions woke him but he didn't move. He remained still, pretending to sleep while enjoying the sensation of her tongue and mouth on his ever more sensitive cock. Then she began gently stroking his balls. He used all his will power to stay still, not to tighten his crotch or to move. He managed to suppress a shiver of delight that began to travel from the tip of his over stimulated cock. Her mouth was wrapped entirely around it and her lips were gently moving up and down. Her tongue was performing a relentless massage of the tip. Sensations of pleasure were radiating to his entire body. He attempted to remain still and relaxed but it was clear he could only remain still if he tensed every muscle in his body. With a tremendous act of will he neither moved nor tensed. Then a sudden, tense shiver forced itself from the tip of his penis, down the shaft and throughout his body. He tensed, driving his cock hard into her mouth and grabbed her head forcing it down on him.

Sally had known he was awake from the slight involuntary movements he was making and despite his attempts the cock occasionally wiggled in her mouth. When he drove his cock into her mouth, she almost gagged but then, with the help of his hands moving her head, she increased the intensity and speed of her movements. He jerked with a loud groan and she felt and tasted his warm semen flowing into her mouth. She didn't swallow and let it fill her mouth as she continued to suck it out of him. As his orgasm subsided, she used her hand to push as much of the liquid out of the shaft as she could. She moved her head from under the covers and gave him a gentle kiss.

He returned the kiss, holding her warm, soft skinned body and pulling it to him. He opened his mouth slightly and she opened hers. A slightly salty yet sweet and musky tasting thick gravy-like liquid dripped into his mouth. He was startled and almost pulled back from the kiss when he realized what it was. This young woman was full of surprises. She intensified the kiss, forcing him to swallow his own cum. His tongue swept the inside of her mouth clean.

He had to return the favor and, pulling back from the kiss he flipped her onto her back. He dove into her crotch where he began fingering inside her vagina, stimulating her G-spot and licking rapidly at her clit. She writhed in pleasure and he continued stroking and rubbing and licking at her genitals until she squealed in delight and spasms of orgasm pulsed through her body.

He pulled the covers back over them and they fell back asleep, bodies intertwined.

 Phone

The hotel room phone rang, and rang again. Sally woke, not sure what the noise was. Kyle realized it was the phone and moved over the naked girl's body to reach the phone. His cock brushed against her and responded to the warm flesh. "Hello."

"Mr. Petersen?"

"Yes."

"Check out time is 11. It's 11:30. We can allow another half hour but we will require you pay the additional day use fee if you cannot check out by then."

Kyle covered the phone, "We slept past check out time. we need to get out in a half hour," he told his bed-mate.

"Can't we stay?" she asked. She had felt his cock brush against her and now it had expanded slightly at her waist. She began stroking it.

"We'll need longer. I'll pay the day fee."

"That will be fine Mr. Petersen, The day checkout time is 6 PM. We will need to charge for another night if you stay beyond that. Please let us know by 4 if you intend to stay another night."

He hung up the phone and lay back, allowing Sally to play with his enlarging penis.

"Your penis is definitely swollen," Sally used the phrase Kyle's daughter had used. "I think it may need some attention." She laughed.

"I think the attention is why it's swollen," he laughed back, grabbing her and pulling her to him. Despite the feeling in his hardening cock he wasn't sure he could handle another sex session.

Sally snuggled against him, enjoying the feeling of his cock pushing on her abdomen. Penises were her obsession, she knew it and reveled in it. And this one was one of the finest she knew. Not because of its size or shape or any physical characteristic. No. it was because of the pleasure it gave her. And not just pleasure, this was the only penis she knew that actually made love to her and to her vagina. As she snuggled she acknowledged that it was the owner of the penis that did that, not the penis. But, she wondered was he actually in love with her or was it that he approached everything with love. Thinking about the way he interacted with his kids she realized it was the latter. Jill had been a lucky, lucky woman. "You know, you called me 'Jill' last night." She snuggled closer.

"Oh, I did? I'm sorry."

"Oh, don't be. I was flattered to be compared to her, to someone you loved so much."

He wasn't sure what to say and decided to return the compliment she had given him yesterday. Was it only yesterday? It seemed like a lifetime. "You're a great lover." He added wistfully, "Just like she was."

"Well you're fabulous yourself." She sensed his sadness and changed the subject. "You know, I'm hungry."

He got up and picked up the room service menu from the dresser. As he returned to bed she watched his limp cock, maybe five inches long now with only the tip showing beyond the foreskin. It swayed gently with each step, brushing over the testicles which dangled beneath. She found the genital show a source of amusement and pleasure.

Breakfast was no longer being served so they decided on the small lunch platter. When he had finished ordering Kyle went into the bathroom and Sally went in when he came out. She slipped on the translucent, silken night outfit she had purchased just for last night even though she wasn't sure she would wear it.

 Room Service

She came out as room service knocked on the door. Kyle had put on one of the hotel supplied robes and went to answer the door. He hadn't noticed that Sally had come out of the bathroom. Sally debated retreating but decide to stand as provocatively as she could next to the bed.

Kyle let the waiter in to place the tray on the small table and both men saw her standing, displaying herself. She smiled, laughing internally at the waiters attempts not to look and Kyle's inability to do anything else. She giggled aloud as Kyle fumbled with the bill. The waiter took a longer look at Sally as Kyle signed for the food.

As Kyle closed the door she rushed over to him and thrust her hands under his bathrobe, rubbing her fingers through his chest hair. "Did you see the look on his face?" she laughed. "For that matter you should have seen the look on yours." She pushed the robe apart so she could rub her face in his hair and feel his manhood grow at her touch.

He had been startled by her appearance and wondered why she hadn't stayed in the bathroom. But now he saw she did it for amusement. "That's quite an outfit. I guess I was too busy checking it out to notice his expression."

"You weren't checking out the outfit." She laughed lightly.

"No I guess I wasn't," he admitted. Giving into his temptation he took her head in his hands and kissed her.

She pulled the bathrobe apart and pressed her body against his, feeling his hardening cock push against her flat belly. She pulled away and stroked the hard shaft. "I'm hungry, can we eat?"

He turned to move to the table and began wrapping the robe around himself. She caught it and pulled it back off him. "You don't need this."

In a spirit of fun he asked, "You get to wear something but I don't?"

She spread her arms and rotated to show him her body through the translucent fabric. "If you've got see through briefs, sure!"

As they sat to eat she added, "Of course those tight things you were wearing last night were almost as good. They showed every vein." She smiled at him and raised one foot under the table, placing it into his crotch. She left it there for the entire meal, gently rubbing at his testicles and penis as they ate and talked.

 Jacuzzi

After they completed the meal, Sally pushed back so she could rest both of her feet in his crotch and he began massaging her toes. "Hey, I wanted to try the Jacuzzi as soon as I saw it," she told him.

"Go ahead, I'll watch."

"No, you'll participate! It's plenty big enough for two."

She lay in the tub with the swirling waters massaging her body. Her back against his chest. She closed her eyes and felt his cock growing against her back, his hands moving across her breasts, along her abdomen and then to her crotch and back up again. She had managed to adjust one of the nozzles to shoot the water against her genitals but now it seldom reached her since his hand blocked its path. Every once in awhile a finger would pause to massage her clit or push inside her vagina. "He'll be ready to fuck again soon," she thought and fantasized about "making love" for a third time and taking a shower with him afterward.

As they sat in the swirling water he found himself relaxing more and more but yet becoming more and more sexually excited. All thought of not being able to perform again today had left his mind. His penis had grown to full erection and pressed into the small of her back as he fingered her and felt the silken wetness inside her vagina.

She leaned her head back as far as it would go against his shoulder and whispered into his ear, "Let's fuck."

He was always a bit surprised with her directness and blunt language but she had expressed exactly his desire. "Okay. Here?"

"Much more comfortable and enjoyable in bed. I want a long one." She reached behind her and grabbed his cock to emphasize the double meaning.

She managed to turn around without losing her grasp and kissed him as she gave the stiff rod a couple of hard strokes.

As she got out of the tub and stood shivering slightly she watched watched him stand and began to regret her decision, she wanted him NOW. As he reached for a towel she considered her options: the hard floor, wet, in the bed or take the time to dry off. She chose delayed gratification. "Besides, drying him off would be fun ." She reached the towel before he did.

There was no doubt that she was obsessed with penises. She just found them fascinating, exciting yet funny. This was the first chance she had to fully examine Kyle's. It was long, almost eight inches and close to an inch and a half (well, maybe an inch and a quarter) in diameter. Uncircumcised, maybe half of the rough, dark pink head peeked out from the foreskin. She pushed the foreskin back, rolling it back over the shaft, exposing the entire head.

The inside of the foreskin seemed ivory white and was covered with exquisitely thin purple veins which branched like the branches of a bush to cover the skin with almost invisible lines. There was an eighth of an inch ridge demarcating the head which was a rough dark pinkish color and covered with narrow, shallow crevices. She traced some of the crevices and ran her finger around the edge of the head. She always thought it especially interesting the way an isthmus of skin breached the under side of the ridge and stretched up to the pee-hole. She ran her finger up it and then gently pulled the pee hole open.

She allowed the foreskin to roll back in place and began tracing the many veins that ran overt the surface of the shaft.

"Sally," Kyle said gently.

She interrupted her examination of his pleasure tool to look up at him.

"There's more of my body to dry than my penis."

"Oh, Sorry. I'm just admiring it."

"Really? Well let's get dry and admire each other in bed."

"OK, let me get a look at you as you stand there."

She backed up and as she looked, couldn't suppress a giggle. The darker flesh of his penis and testicles, the testicles dangling below and the hard penis sticking straight up didn't seem to belong to the light pinkish flesh of his groin. And the the sharp tan lines from his time with his kids at the water park and beach just added to the incongruity.

"First you say you're admiring it and now you laugh?"

"Just look," she giggled, directing his gaze to the full length mirror on the wall. "Doesn't it just look stuck on. Right in the middle of the palest part of your body?"

She had him turn to the side to see how the genitals were seemingly hung outside his abdomen, the hardened penis sticking out at an angle, the testicles dangling from them rather than from his body. "I love it!" she laughed.

"I'm glad to be a source of such hilarity."

"Don't get me wrong," she smiled. "I love what it does to me. I love the way you've trained it to make wonderful, tender love to me. AND, I love the pleasure I can give you through it. I love the way it looks, I'm laughing in delight."

 The Book of Genesis

As she dried him off and then herself, letting him dry her back she told him a story.

"I believe the Bible left out a key section. After God had made the woman from Adam's rib he looked at her and decided she needed something more. So he took a finger and inserting it between her legs made a cavity of the most exquisite softness and pleasure. She squealed in delight as he finished and removed his finger.

"The man was standing under a walnut tree and God took from it, two of the nuts, a twig and a large leaf. He made a bag of the leaf and placed the nuts inside, Then he attached the nuts to the twig and attached them all to the man's body. He touched the twig and it softened and drooped. He stood back with the woman and they laughed at the sight.

"God told the woman, 'this will be a continuing source of amusement and pleasure for you and for Me. When you wish you can turn the twig hard and it can bring great pleasure to the cavity I have made for you. The hardened twig can implant in the cavity a seed which can grow into children which will be a continuing source of delight through your life.' "

"I'll show you mine if you show me yours!" Sally jumped into the bed with her feet at the pillow and her legs spread. She looked at his drooping cock, "I guess my story wasn't too stimulating."

Kyle lay next to her, his head on the pillow, his limp cock at her face. "I'm sure you can remedy that. Like the story says."

 Again

"I don't get a lot of chance to see soft ones. They seem to harden in my presence," she joked. In fact, Kyle's was growing as she spoke. It had been only a couple of inches long and the foreskin completely covered the head. At that time it was puckered almost a quarter inch beyond the tip. Now it was over three inches long. She could make out the complete outline of the tip as is crept up the foreskin, spreading it open. She didn't touch it and it stopped growing at four or five inches, the foreskin just covering the tip. She reached out to feel his balls.

Kyle relaxed, looking at the soft, down covered genitals she presented to him. Soft pillows of flesh around a slit from which peeked two thin, pink petals. He felt her caressing his balls and reached out to gently touch the petals. They responded by growing slightly and becoming subtly more pink. Dampness glistened on the inner surface as they separated at his touch. He spread them with his fingers to see the tiny nub glistening inside its protective hood. It hardened and protruded from its hood as he massaged it lightly.

Sally felt the hard, oval balls rotating leisurely in their wrinkled, hair covered sack. She began gently tracing the veins on the shaft with her finger and watched the bright pink tip once again emerge from the foreskin. She pushed the foreskin off the tip and began to move her tongue around the raised edge. She gasped as Kyle pushed two fingers into her. She wrapped her mouth around his cock, licking at the tip which exuded salty pre-cum.

Kyle drove his fingers into the warm moist cavity up to her cervix. He felt around the cervix and then withdrew until he felt the roughness of her G-spot. He began massaging the G-spot while his thumb worked on her clit. Suddenly the soft, warm genitals where pulled from him and her mouth was no longer surrounding his cock.

Before he could ask what she was doing she had pushed him onto his back, straddled him and sat. His cock sunk into her vaginal sheath up to the hilt. She began rotating her hips to bring pressure on all sides of the fleshy shaft inside her. He reached up, grasped her at the waist and began thrusting his hips repeatedly upward. She moaned as his pubic hair repeatedly brushed at her swollen clit.

He threw caution to the winds. Before he had penetrated her gently and slowly. Now he drove himself into her hard and fast. She found herself unable to continue rotating her hips in the face of his relentless pounding. Instead she just moved herself up and down on the shaft in time with his thrusts.

He felt the tension rising in his groin but continued his movements. He tightened his crotch to hold back the oncoming orgasm and continued to drive into her. The sensation became unbearable but he continued. He was unable to hold it back and with a groan he exploded into her but continued thrusting up and down.

Sally was reaching the point of maximum arousal when she felt the warm liquid oozing out. He was driving into her so furiously that she hadn't noticed his orgasm and as he kept it up she began gasping only to shudder with the exhilaration of her own orgasm.

As she shuddered and he felt her abdomen quiver he knew he had reached his goal and relaxed, allowing her to settle onto his cock which now began to shrink. She collapsed onto him. He stroked her hair as she ran her fingers over his chest.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 12



 Check Out

They were aroused by the alarm. Kyle had set it for 2 so they would make the 4 o'clock checkout time.

"Do we have to go?" Sally had been asleep or close to sleeping and she continued to push her fingers through his chest hairs, sometimes running them all the way down the strip of hair that led to his pubes.

"I'm afraid so. I need to get home and relieve my mom."

Sally stretched. "I've enjoyed this ever so much. You're still the best lover I've ever had!"

Kyle remained silent. He thought of Jill. It would dishonor her to rate Sally better. And it wouldn't be true. Jill was the best lover he'd ever had. Probably the best he'd ever have. But enough of maudlin thoughts. "I enjoyed myself too. You've been fabulous. I hope this isn't the last time."

"Weekend after next, remember. I'm looking forward to seeing your kids again."

"And they're always asking about you."

"I hope they understand."

"No, but they'll be fine. You and I know this isn't a permanent relationship." But he was thinking that he actually knew no such thing. Sure Sally would be going away to school but there were breaks and summer vacation. She'd be back and he'd be here. He wasn't in the mood to go looking for any other woman and the kids really liked Sally.

Sally convinced him to take a shower together and she spent most of the time soaping his hard cock. He came and the semen oozed out rather than squirting. His reservoir was close to being drained.

He returned the favor by using his slippery and soapy hand to bring her off.

After that they washed each other and then dried each other off.

Sally was saddened as she watched his limp cock disappear into the plain blue briefs.

As she got out of the car she was burdened by a strange combination of exhilaration and sadness. Exhilaration at the fabulous evening and day. Sadness that she wouldn't be seeing him for almost two weeks. "It's for the best." She said to herself.

She sat through dinner with her parents slightly morosely. Answering their queries about the time with Kyle somewhat non-committally. That wasn't just from sadness. She didn't think her parents would appreciate a detailed account.

The next morning she let the exhilaration out with Sarah. "He's absolutely the best!" she told her. "I can hardly wait for the next time." She gave glowing descriptions of his techniques and her responses.

Sarah's main contributions to the conversation were, "You act like you're in love," which Sally denied, and "Don't get too involved with him, he's got kids."

Sally's response to that was "They're great kids. They like me and I like them."

"Just be careful."



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 13



Sarah's News

Sarah Malone pushed the speed dial for her friend, Sally. She had just returned home from picking up some groceries for her mother. She was anxious to call Sally and tell her about who she had seen at the grocery.

Both Sarah and Sally were nymphomaniacs. They just seemed to need sexual activity constantly and if they couldn't find a guy they'd please each other, though having guys was best. The summer after their graduation was being consumed by looking for guys to fuck.

Meanwhile, Sarah's mom was on her case every day to find a job. "You've graduated and have no plans for more education. You need to get out on your own." was the daily refrain.

Her mother hinted at "cutting her off" but she knew her stepfather would never permit it. He was a complete pussycat with her. In any case all she needed to do was "accidentally" encounter him in the upstairs hallway with no top every few days and he was putty in her hands. Even better, she'd wander out of the shower naked when she knew he was coming down the hall.

When her friend answered, Sarah rushed to tell her, "Sally, guess who I saw at the grocery?"

"No idea."

"Maylee Davis."

"Who?"

"Maylee Davis, the head cheerleader. She graduated a year ahead of us."

The two girls had been best friends in middle school but had been in different social groups in high school. Sarah had been on the cheer leading squad while Sally had been the best student in school. Sarah had been fucking the athletes while Sally had her way with the academic club members. They had reconnected after graduation.

Sally responded "Oh?" still having no idea who Maylee was.

"Yeah, guess what she's doing?"

"Don't know. I don't even remember her."

"Oh. Really? I thought everyone knew her."

"Not me."

"Well, anyway, she works at Pete's Place.?"

Sally was unfamiliar with it, "Pete's Place?"

"Actually Pete's Play Palace it's north of the city."

"Pete's Palace?"

"They have that big pink sign right on the freeway."

"The one that says 'NUDE GIRLS'?"

Yeah that's the one."

"She's a stripper?"

"Yeah, isn't that a kick?"

"A real kick, okay." Sally wasn't sure where this was going.

You wanna come with me up there. Please?"

"You want to watch her strip?"

"She told me I could make good money there. Said she'd show me around if I came out."

"You want to strip?"

"If there's money in it. I don't care if guys see me naked. Maybe some will fuck me. And you know my parents have been on me to get a job, at least by the end of summer."

"And you think this will satisfy them?"

"Hey they're swingers, what're they gonna say?"

Sally could think of several things they might say.

Sarah considered Sally's silence an affirmation, "Maylee said she'll be there Friday afternoon, I'll pick you up at noon."

Sally decided to watch it play out. "Sure why not? Like you say, it could be a kick."

Pete's Place

Two days later the girls drove into the parking lot in front of Pete's Play Palace. Sarah parked away from the half dozen or so cars in the large gravel lot. She jumped out and marched to the door. Sally followed feeling a bit conspicuous..

Sarah told the guy at the door, "I'm here to see Desiree."

"Sure, it'll be $11 for each of you."

"She didn't say it would cost money. Can you call her?"

"For $11 each I'll let you in and you can look her up."

"Forget it," Sally said, "here's $20."

"$5 each for entry and $6 for one drink minimum. $2 more. You got ID?"

"How old to we have to be?" Sally asked, afraid she'd need to be 21. Sarah had a phony ID to get her into bars but Sally didn't.

"18, and $2 more," the slug said.

"Don't you have to be 21 to drink?"

"No alcohol here ma'am," was the condescending answer.

"What do you have?" Sarah inquired.

"Water, lemonade, ask the waitress."

"They better be big," Sarah said pulling $2 out of her purse.

The guy gave them two small receipts, "for your drinks. Give them to the barmaid."

"Geez what a jerk, Sally mumbled as they walked down a dark hallway into an even darker room where loud rap music was blaring. Sarah didn't recognize the rap and noticed that the lyrics were exceptionally sexually explicit.

They made their way to the dimly lighted bar and presented their tickets in exchange for two small lemonades. The barmaid tapped a jar with the label "TIPS" as they turned to leave. Sally dropped in a few quarters. Their night sight was beginning to work and they could make out that the room was filled with small round tables. Each table had three or four comfortable looking chairs. They sat at one away from the bar and one row of tables away from a reasonably well lighted, raised stage with a pole. They could make out maybe a half dozen guys sitting at other tables and two sitting in chairs right next to the stage. Two of the guys sitting at the tables were chatting with women wearing nothing but their underwear.

The music stopped and an announcement, "For your pleasure, the beautiful Angel." A hard rock song started and a blond, with big breasts and slightly thick in the middle wearing sheer underwear and probably in her late 20's walked onto the stage. She began sort of dancing to the music but mostly strutting around and wiggling her breasts and ass at the guys sitting by the stage. After a minute she undid her bra and slowly slipped it off the substantial breasts. One of the guys at the stage had flipped a couple of bills on the stage and she approached him, knelt down and rubbed her breasts over his face.

When the song ended, the announcer said, That's Angel with her first dance. Now Angel with her second dance completely nude." He stretched out the word "completely" for emphasis. "Show her your appreciation, gentlemen."

A slightly slower song began and "Angel" gyrated to the rhythm. After about a minute she pushed her panties off her hips exposing a butterfly tattoo above a shaved pussy with a prominent clit hood. She let the panties drop to her feet, stepped out and kicked them to a corner. Then she lay down on the stage and began stroking her body. She moved her crotch to face the guys who had dumped several bills onto the stage and spread her legs. She reached down and spread her cunt, then stuck a couple fingers of her other hand inside, withdrew it and sucked on it. She did the same for some of the other guys at the stage. Then she got up and "danced' around exposing her cunt in various manners, pausing for a long time above the big tipper.

The music ended and the announcer said, "That's Angel. She's available for those private or VIP dances. Next up, Rebecca."

Angel put her underwear back on and went around collecting the tips on the stage. The loud rock music blared again. She talked briefly with the big tipper and then took him through a door at the side of the room.

"You really want to do that?" Sally asked her friend. "Tacky!"

"Maybe, if the money's right. I don't see Maylee. I'm going to ask where she is." Sarah got up and went over to the bar to ask for "Desiree."

At the bar, in response to Sarah's query, the waitress tapped the "TIPS" jar. After Sarah dropped a dollar in she put her head into the DJ booth and returned to Sarah, "I told her you're looking for her. She'll be right out." She gave Sarah a look that implied adding at least five to the "TIPS" jar would be necessary to get anything more.

Maylee

When Sally returned to the table Sally was engrossed in the current dancer, a slim brunette with a colorful tattoo covering her left side and back. "They're getting $10 to $20 each time they dance," Sally mumbled to Sarah. "Not bad for a few minutes work." Then she added as an afterthought, "I wonder how many times an hour they get on stage."

After her dance, the tattooed dancer, Lilly, stayed naked and spent quite a bit of time talking to one of the guys at the stage as she picked up his tip and after she left the stage the two of them walked to an area partitioned off from the rest of the club. Sally couldn't make out what they were doing back there but it was clear Lily was doing a lot of movement on the guy's lap. She was mesmerized by the action and didn't notice the new arrival at the table.

"Sally, Sally" Sarah interrupted Sally's focus. "Sally, this is Maylee."

Maylee was slim with long brown hair, highlighted with red and blond streaks. She had a round, cute face and her body was a bit on the chunky side with very large breasts. "Are you two enjoying the show?" she asked.

"A bit on the tacky side," Sally answered and then inquired, "What's Lilly doing back there?"

Maylee looked, "A lap dance. We offer three kinds of private dances here. A lap dance for $10 a song, a topless dance for $20 a song and a nude dance for $100 for 15 minutes."

"It almost looks like she's fucking him," Sarah mentioned.

"Well, he's not supposed to have his cock out but she can rub him through his clothes. The guys pay to have the special attention paid to their man parts. Most of them like to have some access to the lady's parts too."

Sally asked, "In the nude dances, you're both naked?" She was fascinated by the male sex organ and was turned on by the possibility of seeing a guy's cock.

"Only the dancer," Maylee responded and the whispered, "but just between us girls, that's not always the case. Some guys like to show themselves off or have the dancer work the stick directly. It's not exactly legal but if no one sees ... And the tips are better." It was clear she wasn't averse to "working the stick directly."

The announcer said "Desiree" was up next and Maylee excused herself to go to the stage. She danced really well, using some of her old cheerleader moves, including a couple of splits that ended with her displaying her genitals,small major labia but long thin minor labia to maximum effect. As she picked up the tips, one of the guys who had been sitting at the back came up and handed her a bill. She went with him and the two of them spent quite a while talking.

Sarah and Sally watched the next couple of dancers repeat performances like the one given by "Angel". Sally thought them uninspired and even silly.

'Desiree'/Maylee came over to them, with the guy in tow as the second dancer completed her set. "Sarah and Sally, this is Andy."

Andy was young, short and stocky with a round, cute face. Both girls responded politely.

'Desiree' continued. "Andy told me he'd love to have Sarah come with us to the VIP room. I told him you're not dancers but for an extra fee he can bring a 'girlfriend' back with us."

"I know you're not my girlfriend," Andy spoke up, quietly. "I'll pay for the extra."

"He can't pay you," Maylee added, "that wouldn't be legal. Sarah, do you want to come back and see what it's like?"

"Do I get naked too?" Sarah asked. She knew what she wanted. The idea of getting naked in front of this guy was exciting.

"I'll explain the rules in back," Maylee told her.

Sarah agreed to go and Sally was left on her own to watch the dancers perform their on-stage routines.

VIP

Maylee/"Desiree" led Sarah and Andy through a door labeled "VIP Suites, Nude dances $100" and down a hallway lined with small rooms each with a small couch. She went into the room at the end, pulled the curtain shut behind them and motioned Andy to sit on the couch. "Here's how it works," she told Sarah, knowing that Andy knew the drill. "I'll undress and then begin my dance. Andy, you can touch me anywhere you like but I won't allow any penetration. If you both want, Sarah can also undress down to her underwear. Sarah you're not supposed to show your nipples or genitals. Any touching or such is up to the two of you but, Andy, you can't pay Sarah. Oh, Sarah you asked if Andy can show his cock."

Sarah interrupted, "that was Sally."

"Anyway, Andy, you should keep it in your pants."

Sarah interjected, "I thought you said ..."

"Andy should keep it in," was "Desiree's" reply.

She pushed the button on an antiquated intercom. "Dan, it's Desiree, fifteen minutes."

"Desiree, fifteen," was the terse reply.

"Thirty," Andy interrupted.

"Okay," 'Desiree' told him, "you'll need to pay $300."

"$250?" Andy offered hesitantly.

"Andy I've already reduced the $200 for 15 minutes I should charge to have two of you back here. I can't go down any more."

"Okay," Andy said quietly. "I'm sorry."

"You're a sweetie and so understanding," Desiree told him and gave him a peck on his cheek.

Went back to the intercom, "Dan, Desiree again, make that forty and restart the clock."

"Desiree, forty, starting now."

I said thirty," Andy protested.

"You're such a sweetie I threw in an extra ten," Desiree smiled and unhooked her bra.

"He'll let us know when time is almost up and when it's done," she commented to Sarah as she dropped the bra exposing her breasts and pierced nipples. "The two of you get comfortable."

Andy responded by unbuckling his trousers and pulling down the zipper. Sarah could see the outline of his modest sized cock hardening and pushing against the fabric of his briefs.

Maylee began by moving close in front of Andy who moved his hands to caress her breasts. "Oh! that feels so good," she told him, arching her back so her breasts stood out toward him. She moved so one leg was firmly in his crotch and began moving her body so the leg rubbed his cock.

"Andy, tell Sarah if you'd like her to do anything."

"Can she undress?"

"Sure, Andy," Sarah replied and stripped quickly to her underwear. She was wearing her plain white Lycra panties and a stiff "under-wire" bra.

Andy put one hand to a breast, keeping the other on Desiree. Desiree reached out and touched Sarah's other breast.

Andy pushed his hand down the top of the bra to her nipples. "Tell him if you don't want him to do that," Desiree told her.

"I like it. I wish I could take the bra off," Sarah responded.

"You're not supposed to do that," Desiree explained.

Her emphasis had the clear meaning that "not supposed to" didn't mean "couldn't" so Sarah unhooked the bra and threw it to the side.

"And, Andy isn't supposed to expose himself either, nor are you. But you should get comfortable."

The meaning was clear again and Sarah reached for Andy's slacks.

Andy responded by lifting his hips so she could slide his slacks down. His stiff cock made a huge bulge in his exposed white, cotton underwear. Sarah reached out and gently slid her finger along its length. Andy reached over and thrust his hand inside the band of her panties pushing his fingers down to her slit. Desiree grabbed Andy's balls through his underwear.

"Can I see it?" Sarah asked, moving her hand to the waistband of his briefs.

Andy responded by pushing both hands under her panty waistband and tugging, implying, "Show me yours and I'll show you mine."

Sarah lifted her hips and her panties were pulled to the floor. Andy began to spread her labia with his fingers.

Desiree grasped his wrist and pulled him away, telling Sarah, "Don't let him do anything you don't want." Explaining to them both, "a short yell and the bouncers will be here quicker than you know what happened."

Sarah took advantage of the distraction to pull Andy's briefs down to reveal seven inches of skinny, hard as rock cock. "Oohh nice," she said. She knew guys liked being complimented.

Desiree stepped in, "Andy, Sarah is thinking about becoming a dancer. How about you let me show her how we do this. Then she can try." She gestured Sarah to the side.

VIP Dance

Sarah sat on the arm of the couch and watched as Desiree moved in front of Andy and began her "dance". It was more of a slow writhing, starting away from the seated guy and slowly moving closer, Andy reached out for her breasts and began to knead them, one in each hand. Desiree moved closer and placed one leg at his crotch, rubbing his exposed cock with it. She positioned her hands on the back of the couch and leaned in, allowing his head to nestle between her breasts. She moved her body close and moved one hand to his cock and began stroking it. Sarah watched as the skin of his cock moved with her strokes covering and then uncovering the tip. Andy leaned back, enjoying the sensation. Sarah's hand went to her crotch and began rubbing her clit.

Andy moved one hand between Desiree's legs and began massaging her lips. As he attempted to insert a finger, however, Desiree pushed it aside gently saying, "stay outside you naughty boy."

Sarah spread her legs from the excitement of watching and moved her fingers to her crotch.

Andy saw what she was doing and pushed his hand in to replace hers. He began stroking her labia and she threw her head back, enjoying the sensation. He massaged her sexual parts causing the lips to spread and giving his fingers access to her clit. She drew a quick breath as his fingers moved over it. She closed her eyes and pushed down against his hand forcing his finger against the clit. He moved his hand and slid his finger inside her. She welcomed the intrusion, grabbed his hand and pushed the finger all the way in. His other hand had moved to her breast and was massaging it vigorously. She gasped again as his thump found her clit and began rubbing it.

She felt Maylee's face next to hers. Maylee whispered, "We can get in trouble if you're found doing this, Keep it quiet. I can have him stop if you want."

Sarah opened her eyes. Andy had lowered his face to one breast and began sucking at her nipple. He was gentle but not too gentle. She knew it wouldn't take a lot of this to get her off and she didn't suffer orgasms quietly. She reluctantly reached down and gently pulled his hand away from her crotch. That caused him to move his hand and mouth from her breasts. "God, that's nice, Andy," she told him, "but we have to stop."

Maylee still had her hand around his cock but had stopped her dancing. As he moved away from Sarah, she released her hold and turned around. Resuming her slow writhing she spread her legs and sat on Andy's lap. His cock disappeared into her butt crack as she slowly moved her crotch on his hard-on. He grabbed her waist and tried to keep her in contact as she began bouncing on his lap. Sarah could see that there was no penetration but plenty of contact between the two sets of genitals. She began masturbating in earnest, thrusting the fingers of one hand up her vagina, across her G-spot and pushing against her cervix. She rapidly massaged her clit with the fingers of her other hand. As she came close to climaxing she remembered Maylee's warning and stopped the movement, keeping her fingers in their place.

Maylee rose from Andy's lap and turned around. Placing a foot on each side of him she stood over him and gyrated with her pussy less than a foot from his nose. As she watched Andy reach up to play with the soft flesh above him, Sarah had an idea. She pulled the fingers out of her wet pussy and thrust it in front of Andy's slightly open mouth. The odor of her juices caused him to look and as his mouth opened wider, she inserted the damp fingers for him to taste. As he sucked she grabbed his cock and began stroking.

In her position, Maylee couldn't see what Sarah was doing. She began lowering her body, rubbing her crotch against Andy's chest as she came down. Normally this would result in her sitting in the client's lap with his cock pushed down and nestled between her pussy lips. But Sarah, in a mischievous mode, had another idea. As Maylee descended she positioned the cock directly at the descending vagina. Maylee came down and the cock slipped in. Maylee immediately felt the penetration but was not in a position to stop her descent. She felt it bury itself to the hilt. At first she thought Andy had managed to do it and was angry at him. But then she noticed Sarah's guilty smile.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 13



"You!" she exclaimed, trying to keep quiet so as not to bring the bouncers. "You. Out!" she gestured to the door, "Out! we'll talk about this later."

"Sorry," Sarah said. "I thought it would be funny."

Maylee, just continued to point at the door.

"It was good, wasn't it Andy?" Sarah said as she dressed. She was unable to suppress a smile, even in the face of Maylee's obviously suppressed anger.

Andy nodded with a smile of his own. All this time his cock remained embedded in Desiree's soft, warm, and wet channel.

As Sarah left he shyly whispered to Desiree, "can we stay like this a bit?"

Desiree's anger began to dissipate and she rather enjoyed the feeling of the cock inside, "What the hell," she said, thinking, "what's done is done."

She leaned into Andy, placing her head on his chest and let him move his hips around a bit. Then she resumed her dance but not without moving up and down on the embedded cock a few times before standing. "I think that deserves a nice tip," she told him.

Lecture

Sarah looked around for Sally but didn't see her anywhere so she sat at one of the tables to wait. and watched the dancers. "I can so do this," she thought. And as she watched the guys dropping dollar bills on the stage for even lack luster performances by rather plain girls she realized there was money to be made.

Then she had to turn down two guys who thought she was a dancer and wanted to get private dances. That would be at least $200 back in the VIP suite she realized and wondered how much the dancer got to keep.

Andy came out of the VIP suites before Sally showed up, followed by Maylee who was putting her money in a small clutch bag. Sarah waved at him and he came over. "Enjoy yourself after I left?" she asked him.

"Yeah, I did." He hesitated then asked under his breath, "Did you really put my dick in her?"

"Yep, I saw the opportunity and took it. What did you think?" she laughed.

Before Andy could answer Maylee came over. "Andy, she and I need to talk, could you excuse us for a moment."

"Sure," Andy started to get up.

"Stay here," Maylee commanded. "We'll go in back."

Maylee took Sarah by the wrist and led her through the dancers' dressing room and outside to a small, enclosed patio.

"That kind of thing can get me fired!" she started. "We're not supposed to let the guys put anything inside. Sometimes I'll let a guy finger me if he's discrete and a good tipper and the club will look the other way if anyone notices. But if I'm found with a dick inside, I'll be out of here immediately and not be able to get another dancing job. They'll call it prostitution."

"I'm sorry. It was just a joke. It's not like you're a virgin who's never been fucked."

"Doesn't matter. If you're going to work here you're going to have to know the rules and set yourself some clear limits. You need to be aware that sometimes the plainclothes come in and see what they can get away with. You'll need to be squeaky clean the first few months until you know the regulars and can avoid being busted. The other girls will sometimes help a new girl know who's a regular that can be trusted but not all the girls are trustworthy. If they don't like you, for something as simple as going into the VIP with one of their regulars, then they might look for a chance to get you.

"I can trust you."

"Sure. But this is a business and if I think you're taking money out of my pocket then ... Well, all I'll promise is that I'll let you know if you get on my bad side."

"It's that cutthroat?"

"Can be. Some guys spend a thousand or more on one girl and if she goes home empty handed because you've been in back with her money source... Well they consider that's like stealing a thousand from them."

"Oh."

Maylee's attitude changed. She laughed and said, " That was slick, positioning him so I'd go in. It startled me but felt nice. I let him play a bit with it in and came away better for it." She reached into her purse and pulled out a wad of 20's. "He gave me a nice tip. Maybe I should thank you."

Carl

As they went back in through the dressing room, there was a thin, older man standing in the room watching the few dancers who were changing. Maylee took Sarah over to him. "Hey Carl."

He turned away from the free show and turned to face them.

"Carl, this is the girl I told you about, Sarah. Sarah this is the club manager, Carl"

"Part owner," he added as a way of bestowing extra authority on himself.

He examined Sarah in a way that made her feel uncomfortable. "Yer a real looker kid. Show me what you got."

"What I've got?" Sarah queried.

"Sure. Show me the goods, the bod, the tits."

"Oh."

"Go ahead." Maylee encouraged her. "Show him." She turned to Carl, "You'll like this."

Sarah pulled off her top and unhooked her bra.

"Yeah, nice," Carl said, giving the ample breasts a firm squeeze. "Real, huh? No silicone."

Then, as Sarah stood there quietly he said, "What about the rest."

"The rest?" Sarah asked though she knew exactly what he wanted.

"The rest, the snatch, the cooty, your bush. But with a young looking bitch like you the guys will like it shaved clean, pre-pubescent like."

Very self consciously Sarah dropped her Jeans and then pulled down her panties showing her clean shaven pussy.

"Ahhh yes," Carl said taking a quick feel. "You'll make a decent amount for both of us. You got your card?"

"Card?"

Maylee interrupted. "You need a card issued by the sheriff to work as a nude dancer," she explained.

"I didn't know that," Sarah said. "Is it difficult to get?"

"Nah!" Carl said, "just go to the sheriff's office, fill out the application and get your mug shot. When you got your card bring it here and I'll get you right out on stage. You never been arrested?"

"No"

"Then there won't be any trouble getting the card."

Sarah pulled her clothes back on and on the way out Maylee told her, "Carl seems gruff but he's a big sweetie. He'll do anything for the girls. Sure he likes to look but that's why all the guys are here and he'd never harm any of us. Any kind of harassment complaint against him could get the business shut down. If you're nice to him and he takes a liking to you and if you keep bringing in lap dance money he'll let you skate on the rent."

"Rent?"

Maylee explained the pay structure: how the girls pay "rent" each day they come in and then must pay a certain amount for each private dance and a percent of VIP dances. "Then you have to 'tip out' -- Pay a portion of your day's tips and profits to the bartender, waitress, DJ, and bouncers. That's how they make their money but it's a big pain. I think the club should pay them out of its profits."

Sarah began to wonder if you could really make any money at this.

Maylee sensed her dismay, "Hey, don't worry, you'll still bring out a couple hundred or more a day." Then added, "unless it's slow."

"Slow?"

"No customers. You'll still have to pay rent and tip-out."

As they came into the main room Sarah noticed there were only three customers sitting at tables. There were at least six dancers. She wondered if all the dancers would be able to cover the rent and "tip-out" that day. But then she remembered the bills she saw being thrown on stage and the guys who had asked her for a dance and knew she could get at least as much as any of the girls here. "I CAN do this," she thought to herself again.

The Virgin

She went back to the table where Andy sat. Never one to be shy she barged right in, "So Andy, you want to finish what we started?"

"Huh?"

"What we started. You really had me going back there with your finger up my cunt."

Andy was clearly shy about discussing such things. "huh?"

"Watching your cock shoved up Desiree's vagina made me wish it was up mine."

Andy just stared at her.

"So, do you want to?"

"Want to what?"

"Want to finish? Finish me off. I really could use a good fuck."

"you want me to ...."

"To fuck me. Yeah, I want you to finger fuck me, tongue fuck me and cock fuck me. I'll do the same for you, except the cock part. I don't have one." She smiled.

"Ummmm."

"What's the problem?"

"I've never."

"Never had one of the dancers? Can't help you there. I'm not a dancer. Yet."

"No, I've never ..."

She caught the drift, "Never?"

"no." he said, very quietly.

"So, with Desiree ...?"

He just looked at her.

"That was the first time you've had your cock in a cunt?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"But, ... but, ... why"

"I'd have to ask a girl to ... to ... you know."

"You come here."

"Here the girls ask me if I want to go in back with them. I don't have to ask."

"Well now you've got a girl asking you to 'you know'. Wanna do it with me?"

"Yes," he said. "But where?"

"Your place?"

"Ten miles away," he replied, adding, "My little sis may be home."

"I guess we'll need a motel room then."

"OK" he said quietly.

"We need to wait for my friend."

"Your friend?"

"Yeah, I bet she'd like to fuck you too. We're fuckin' crazy about fuckin'."

Andy sat quietly as Sarah rubbed his leg with hers, and lightly brushed her hand over his crotch. After few minutes Sally came strolling out of the VIP suites with one of the dancers.

"Here she is now."



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 14



Jeff

Jeff Gant sat in the semi-darkness of "Pete's Pleasure Palace" watching the slightly chubby, naked young woman pick up her scant clothing and put it back on. As she adjusted her bra straps Jeff took another furtive glance at the third table to his right. The extremely thin young woman with the large nose still sat there, watching the same girl dress. She had come in with a short, cute, well built, blond who had sat at the same table for a while. They had been joined by one of the other dancers, Desiree, and then the cute one had left for the VIP suite with Desiree and some guy. Now the skinny brunette sat by herself. Jeff kept hoping she'd be called up the stage where they'd announce her name and he could watch as she stripped naked. Most skinny girls had no thighs and their cunts were fully exposed between their legs. And the fleshy pillows of the cunt would contrast with the rest of their body. Jeff loved seeing that. In response to his thoughts his cock was sending signals of pleasure and desire back to his brain.

Normally when Jeff came to Pete's he would sit at the stage and throw dollar bills to the dancer. That would get him close-up views and, with some dancers, even a quick feel. But today he had only a couple hundred dollars. He knew that if he tipped at the stage he wouldn't be able to get a dancer back for a nude VIP dance. Almost anything was possible back in the VIP rooms.

Jeff knew how this worked. If the dancer wouldn't come to you, you went to the dancer. He rose from his chair as a slightly chubby but very cute young woman began her dance on the stage.

Sally hadn't noticed Jeff and didn't see him get up. A couple of days ago Sally's friend, Sarah, had announced she wanted to be a stripper and they had come here, to "Pete's Pleasure Palace" where Maylee who had been head cheerleader when Sarah was in high school danced under the name "Desiree". Sarah had gone into the back "VIP" rooms with Maylee/Desiree with some guy, leaving Sally by herself.

Sally watched the chubby woman on stage spread her legs, pull her panties to the side and rub her privates in front of a guy who had just tossed a few bills in front of her.

Jeff sat down next to her, "I'd like a dance with you."

"What?" Sally, startled, wasn't sure what he meant.

"A private dance? A VIP?"

She realized he thought she was one of the dancers. "Didn't he notice I'm not wearing lingerie?" she wondered. "I'm not one of the dancers here," she told him.

As he got up to leave she had a thought. This might be her opportunity to check out a VIP dance. "Just a minute," she said and he sat back down. "I think we may be able to go back with one of the dancers if you want."

"Sounds good. Which dancer?"

Earlier, Sally had been fascinated by "Lily", a slim, slightly Asian looking dancer with an amazing tattoo. Unlike most of the other women, her dancing was sensual and she made good use of the pole, jumping on it and sliding slowly down. The tattoo could only be fully appreciated when she was completely naked. it was a green leafy vine with red and purple flowers. It seemed to grow out of her genitals and it wrapped around her left waist, ending at her right shoulder blade. A branch left the main vine and wrapped around her modest sized left breast with a tendril wrapping around her nipple, as if to hold the vine in place there.

There was a sparkling glint from the slit where the vine began and as Lily spread her legs in dance Sally had seen a diamond piercing at her clit. The whole effect was mesmerizing. After dancing, Lily spent quite a bit of time talking to one of the guys at the stage as she picked up his tip and after she left the stage the two of them walked to an area partitioned off from the rest of the club where Lily had done a lot of movement on the guy's lap. Looking around, Sally saw Lily sitting by herself. She wanted to see more of her body, maybe ask about the tattoo and piercing.

She answered the guy, "Lily," she pointed her out. Remembering what Desiree had told the guy she had taken to the VIP with Sarah she said, "Oh, this will cost you more that the usual amount." she told him.

He'd been back with Lily before and had always spent more than he wanted with her. He felt his wallet, wondering exactly how much he had brought. "How much?"

"We'll have to talk to Lily about that. Wait here." she got up and walked over to Lily.

Lily

Lily watched her approach. Sally wasn't sure how to begin but nervously just waded in. "Lily, there's a guy over there who wants to go in the VIP room with me."

She had a high pitched voice. "You can't do that. You could talk to the manager but I don't think he'll let you do it."

"I know that. Can't we go back with you?"

"Sure but there's a couple's price: $200, instead of $120."

"He knows it'll cost more. I'm here at the request of 'Desiree,' she just took my friend back and she only charged the guy $150."

"Well for a friend she might do that but the club's going to expect she charged $200. She'll have to pay. I don't know you."

"How about you come talk to the guy. He has to pay, not me. I just want to see what it's like in the VIP room."

"Sure, I'm always up for a dance."

Sally led her over and as soon as they got to the table Lily said, "Jeff! What are you doing coming to this girl instead of me?"

She sat down next to him and began stroking his thigh all the way up to his crotch. Sally could see a thickening in his pants.

Jeff felt a bit embarrassed and confessed, "Well, you know I like to try out the new talent."

"Yes, Jeff, I know," she made a sad face. "Usually you at least wait for them to show you what they've got on stage."

"She didn't seem to ever be getting up there."

"That's because she's not a dancer, Jeff. How many of us wear jeans and blouses?"

Jeff knew all this, now, "She told me."

"So, Jeff, I can take you both back for $150. Whatya think sweetie?"

Jeff really wondered if he could handle this so he pulled out his wallet and started thumbing through the money.

"Sweetie, you know we can wait until afterwards." She stood and took him by the hand. He rose and put his hand around her waist. "You coming?" Lily asked Sally.

"Oh, sure." Sally had been so fascinated by the exchange, the sudden familiarity and the offer of the low price that she had forgotten she was part of the trio. Jeff took her around the waist too and they walked to the door labeled "VIP Suites".

The VIP

The "suites were a group of small rooms separated by partitions, each with a small couch or love seat and a curtain but no door. Inside, Jeff and Sally sat and Lily went to a speaker, pushed a button and said, "Dan, Lily".

Dan answered, "Yes, Lily."

"Fifteen minutes,Dan"

Jeff spoke up, "A half hour?"

Lily spoke into the speaker, "Hold on, Dan."

She negotiated $250 for thirty minutes and announced, "thirty minutes, Dan," into the intercom.

"Thirty minutes, Lily." was the response.

Then she told Sally, "Dan will keep the time and let us know five minutes before it's over."

Then she turned to Jeff, "You want to undress me like usual?"

"Yeah," he responded and she turned her back to him. He unhooked her bra and as it fell off she turned around to face him. He cupped his hands over her firm, modest sized breasts with exactly centered nipples. He released on breast and lowered her face to one nipple, giving it a quick lick. Then he did the same with her other nipple before kneeling down and taking the waistband of her panties and pulling them down to her feet, revealing her shaved genital and the glint of the piercing in her ample clit hood. Jeff stroked the revealed softness.

"What about her?" Jeff asked looking at Sally who had been sitting to the side watching.

"Well, it's kind of up to her but only the dancers are supposed to show their nipples or privates, Jeff."

Sally stood and responded. "Sure, Jeff, you want to undress me?"

Lilly stopped her as Sally stepped toward Jeff. "Jeff, she's not supposed to do that. You want full service today? I'll need a hundred. Jeff paused and then counted 5 twenties into her outstretched palm. She went to the intercom, said, "Another 5 minutes, Dan." Then she left, saying, "I'll be right back."

Lily went to the bouncer whose job was to check for improper activcities in the VIP room (one of the easiest jobs in the place because he usually ignored it all anyway). To be safe she gave him $50 of the $100 with the specific request to ignore what went on.

"That's it?" he asked the naked woman.

"Oh, Okay," Lilly said. This was par for the course with this bouncer. She let him feel her up and finger fuck her briefly. Some day she or another dancer would report him to Carl and he'd be out on his ear but for now it made him very reliable if a dancer wanted something ignored.

After Lilly left, Jeff slowly unzipped Sally's jeans, took them by the waist and lowered them to the floor revealing Sally's sheer panties. Her soft, fleshy pussy lips showed through. Jeff reached out and felt them, rubbing through the sheer fabric. "You're nice and soft," he said as Lilly returned.

Lilly stood watching Jeff unveil the thin young woman. Sally asked, "Lily, I love your tattoo. Can I see it all?"

Lily smiled, "sure." She turned slowly. Sally reached out and touched the breast with the vine curled around it.

Meanwhile, Jeff had pushed his hand inside Sally's panties and was fingering her genitals directly. Sally loved it. She reached down and felt the hardening sausage in his pants. "Oooo you're big!" she complimented him.

Lilly responded to Sally's caresses by touching Sally's large nipples. They hardened and Lilly exclaimed, "Very nice. Are you thinking of dancing here? A lot of guys like the skinny gals."

Then she told Jeff, "Go ahead and get comfortable."

Sally looked over at her quizzically.

Lilly leaned over and whispered to Sally, "'get comfortable' means he can expose himself if he wants." Then she added aloud so Jeff could hear, "The bouncer will ignore whatever we do. He thanks you for the tip."

Meanwhile, Jeff was unbuckling his belt.

"Want help?" Sally said. "After all, you helped me." She smiled and gave a light laugh.

Jeff moved his hands away from his slacks so Sally could pull his belt apart and unzip his fly. She gently pulled his pant down to his thighs and began gently rubbing the hard cock through his boxers. She guessed it to be around 6 inches long and almost an inch and a half thick. She kissed it through the fabric and then sucked the tip into her mouth, leaving a darker blue damp spot. Meanwhile Jeff was playing with her huge, hard nipples.

"Let's see this monster," Sally laughed and pulled the boxers over the bulge. Slightly over five inches of hard flesh popped out and she engulfed the purplish tip in her mouth. Then she moved up and whispered, "Do you have a condom?" in his ear.

He shook his head while taking advantage of her position to thrust a finger into her cunt.

Lilly was sitting on the arm of the couch watching. She took her purse and pulled out a condom. Opening the package, she expertly moved Sally aside and unrolled the tube over Jeff's manhood. "Always prepared," she told Sally. "Don't want the guys spewing their spunk all over me."

Sally hadn't been thinking about sperm spewing over the room. She had other things in mind and another place she didn't want any wild sperm at large. "Thanks she said," and lowered her head to begin licking Jeff's cock from balls to tip and back down to the balls again.

She felt her juices beginning to flow and moisten her thigh. She wanted his tongue and mouth on her parts. The couch was too small for "69" and she wasn't sure how to get Jeff up so she could sit while he administered to her needs. She noticed that Jeff was massaging Lily's clit piercing and pushing his finger inside while she sat on the arm, her head thrown back in pleasure. Sally rose, thinking she'd sit on the other arm and let Jeff explore her with his other hand. As she stood and Jeff moved his hand to her crotch, she realized that she could stand on the couch. Putting a foot on each side of Jeff's butt she stood over him and as he used his fingers to open her up for a gynecologic exam she lowered herself to his face.

Jeff wasted no time and was licking at her clit and then thrusting his tongue into her. She gasped and began squirming, moving her hips over his face and encouraging his oral activities. An orgasmic shudder ripped through her and she pushed hard against his face letting the exquisite feeling drain itself. Dampness flowed down onto Jeff.

Fucking Jeff

The orgasm wasn't totally gone but she pulled herself away from his face and slowly lowered herself to his lap. She felt his cock slide past her clit and the hard cylinder rested against her genitals. She rose and adjusted her position slightly. This time as she sat the modest shaft pushed into her. She felt a hand at her butt and looked to the side. Lilly had reached in and positioned Jeff's cock to facilitate the entry. The two women smiled at each other. Lily whispered, loud enough for both of them to hear, "I shouldn't allow this but I'm enjoying the show."

Jeff was enjoying the feel of the young girl's cunt sliding up and down his cock. The stripper was massaging his balls and he had his hands on the young girl's huge, hard nipples, allowing them to slide between his fingers as she rode his cock. Then she moved up and his cock came out. She pulled away. "Hey" he said.

Sally smiled at Jeff and as she swung her leg away from him she looked at Lily kneeling between his legs, her hands cupped around his testicles. "Your turn," she said.

Both women looked at the condom clad shaft sticking up from Jeff's crotch, glistening with Sally's vaginal juices. They both had the same desire. Lilly, being closest, had first lick. She stuck out her tongue and licked the juices from the balls to the tip. Then as she pulled away Sally leaned in and took the entire cock into her mouth and cleaned her juice off. She so loved the taste of herself. The slight rubbery flavor of the condom was a detraction. She'd prefer to have the flavor mixed with that of the salty, sweaty, pre-cum lubricated flavor of the raw cock dipped in her juice, but safety required the condom.

As Sally pulled her lips over the cock and allowed it to pop out, Lilly commented, "You taste good," and went to work.

She gave Jeff's scrotum a hard, but gentle squeeze, forcing his balls into their abdominal sockets. Then she grabbed his shaft and worked it up and down five or six times. She leaned in and moved her face, cheek, lips and chin over Jeff's organ. To Jeff it was if she was licking it up and down, he moaned in delight. Meanwhile, Lily pushed her hands under his shirt and up to his nipples, pinching them lightly. Up and down she moved her face on his cock and then she slowly moved up his body, keeping her face and lips pressed against him.

Jeff inhaled suddenly as her lips paused at his navel and her tongue spent some time exploring it. She moved her tits back and forth over his cock and then resumed her upward movement, pushing the edge of his shirt ahead of her. She paused again to give each nipple a lick, a suck and a gentle bite before moving up to nuzzle his neck, leaving his shirt bunched up under his armpits.

Sally watched as Lily's crotch pressed Jeff's cock between the two bodies and as her crotch came up, the hard shaft of the cock sprang out between her legs. Sally grabbed it with one hand and began long, slow, gentle strokes cupping his balls in her other hand, rolling them in her fingers like Captain Queeg with his ball bearings. Lilly was nibbling at his ear and Jeff closed his eyes, imagining he was in heaven.

Lilly moved knees and then her feet to the couch, next to Jeff's legs as she continued to rise, rubbing her crotch against his face and then standing over him, her pussy fully exposed to his gaze. He reached up and began softly touching the soft, exposed labia. Lilly moved her hips in response and Jeff pressed his fingers between the lips, finding her clit with one hand and pushing two fingers inside her vagina with the other.

Jeff explored the entirety of Lily's vaginal cavity, feeling the hard, hemispherical cervix, moving his fingers around its base and then stroking along the soft, wet, pliable and furrowed walls. He rubbed a finger of his other hand against the hardened nub while Lilly gyrated her hips and moaned with the beginnings of an orgasm.

Sally lowered her head to Jeff's condom covered cock and took it into her mouth, moving the tip of her tongue around the shaft just below its head.

Lily, exploded into an orgasm, her body twitching uncontrollable to the rhythm of Jeff's fingers on her clit. She suppressed a load moan, turning it into a guttural gurgle. Her vagina massaged Jeff's fingers and her excitement spread to his loins. He pulled his hips down and out of Sally's mouth to avoid cumming.

As Lilly's orgasm subsided, she moved away from Jeff and Sally took the opportunity she had been waiting for. She knelt on the couch, one knee on each side of Jeff's legs and impaled herself on the erect cock. She began bouncing up and down, moving her hips backward, forward, and side to side. Jeff could no longer resist the stimulation and his cock burst, filling the condom. Sally felt him tense, shudder and then tense again as his warm semen erupted inside her. She rocked more vigorously in an attempt to bring herself off.

Seemingly from a distance she heard a male voice, "Five minutes, Lily."

Lily touched her shoulder, "we need to wind this down,"

Sally stopped, still frustrated in her attempt. Jeff's cock was becoming limp and semen was leaking out of the condom as it no longer fit tightly. Lily grabbed the condom to keep it from slipping off as Sally rose, freeing Jeff's cock from her cavity. He began massaging her clit and labia as she moved away. Lily grabbed some tissue from a box next to the couch and wrapped it around the base of his cock. "You'll want to visit the men's room and clean up." she told him.

Jeff managed to get his pants up while keeping any semen from staining them. He waddled to the ATM to get Lily all he owed her. He took out an extra $100 and then gave $40 as a tip to Lily. He handed $60 to Sally.

"You can't pay her," Lily insisted, partly from jealousy. "That's illegal!"

Sally held a forefinger to her lips as a gesture to Lily not to make a deal about it.

Jeff went out to the men's room and Sally handed Lily the $60 as he left.

Dan announced, "Time's up. Lily."

"Ten more minutes, Dan," Lily responded back into the antiquated intercom.

Sally looked at her quizzically and Lilly gestured her onto the couch. Spreading Sally's legs, Lilly began expertly licking and rubbing at her vulva, first the labia, then pushing inside her vagina and finally stroking and lapping away at her clit while vigorously stroking inside her vagina, playing close attention to her G spot. Sally lay back and began moaning as the feelings of a coming orgasm overcame her. Then she gasped as her body shuddered and her vagina spasmed in a strong orgasm. Lily continued to stroke and lick, prolonging the orgasm and stopping only when Dan announced, "The ten minutes are up."

Lilly grabbed some tissue and began wiping Sally's genitals. "You'll want to dry off a bit before you dress," she said.

As the left the VIP "suites", the two young women hugged and kissed.

Lily told Sally, "You'd do well here. A lot of guys love the young girl look and you're much more sensual than I first guessed. And, if you do come to work here, tell them Lily recommended you. We get a bonus for bringing in new talent."



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 15



Andy

Andy Miller's day had begun as it usually did. Up early, dressing and then going into the room his mom shared with his little sis to say goodbye. His mother worked as a waitress taking the evening and night shifts but she always wanted him to wake her before he left since she wouldn't be home when he returned from work and he would be asleep when she returned. His "little" sister, Anne, was 16 now. She used to sleep in the same bedroom with Andy but when he was 12 and she was 8 his mom had moved into the larger bedroom with Anne and given Andy the smaller bedroom to himself.

Then he was off to the DQ where, as assistant manager, it was his job to open up, check in the employees and handle the breakfast rush. Later in the day the manager, John, would come in. He'd spend most of his time at the office desk handling inventory and financial stuff before helping out for lunch. Today had been pretty ordinary. Tracy, the cute summer hire, had even sat with him to eat breakfast. They had chatted idly about family.

Andy was totally shy. He'd only been on a couple of dates in high school because he never could get up the nerve to ask any girls out. The few times he did manage to get the question out he had either been rejected or had sat so quietly and self consciously during the date that he couldn't get up the nerve to ask for a second date. Now, he wished he had the nerve to ask Tracy out but they were quickly back to work.

He was off at two, and, as was often the case, found himself driving north and going into "Pete's" the nude bar one exit north on the highway. "Pete's" wasn't exactly a "bar" since they didn't serve liquor but Andy liked sitting and watching the ladies dance, get naked and show off their bodies. All too frequently he'd give in when they came by and asked if he wanted a topless or nude private dance. That could get expensive.

He'd already turned down a couple of requests when he saw a really cute blond with a great figure come in accompanied by a skinny guy with long hair. Andy watched as they sat at a table across the room and realized that the "guy" was actually another girl. He kept an eye on the pair as they watched the dancers and the cute one went over to the bar and then came back and sat down. He wondered if they were dancers.

Then one of his favorite dancers, Desiree, came out and went over to the two girls. They sat and talked until the DJ announced that "Desiree" was next on the stage. Andy was intrigued and when her dance was finished he got up the nerve to walk to the stage and hand her a 5. "Can we talk?" he asked.

Desiree knew Andy and even though one of the other guys had asked for a dance, she decided to keep a regular and reliable customer happy so she told the other guy that she would get back with him after she finished with another and then sat down with Andy.

"Who's that?" he asked, gesturing over to the table where the two girls sat.

"Andy, I'm disappointed, I thought you wanted to spend time with me," Desiree said.

Andy wasn't sure how to reply but managed, "I do, but I saw you with them and wondered. Are they dancers too?"

"No, they aren't. Well, maybe they will be. They're thinking about it. So, Andy, would you like a private dance with me today?"

Andy knew that if he went back with her he'd blow through his meager funds. He glanced over at the cute blond. "I don't know."

Desiree noticed his glance and took advantage, "Would you like it if I can get her to come back with us?"

Andy's cock sprung to life and began doing his thinking for him, "Yeah, I'd like that."

"You know it costs more for more than one person to come back."

"Oh," Andy's head began to take control again but his cock fought back, "How much more?"

Desiree knew that Andy made a limited income but she also knew that Pete's would charge her based on the $100 per person for 15 minutes rate. She also wanted her friend Sarah, the cute blond, to see what it was like in the back. She knew Sarah was a nymphomaniac and would be attracted by what went on in back. She'd get a nice bonus if Sarah would come to work at Pete's. "How about $150 for 15 minutes."

Andy knew the going rate and knew that sometimes on slow days he could get Desiree for $150 for a full half hour. "Isn't it only a hundred?"

"They want me to charge double for two people to come back, Andy. So it should be $200."

"Oh," Andy struggled with the amount. He knew he'd not be satisfied with only 15 minutes but his cock kept insisting that it wanted to see that cute blond naked. He agreed, "OK. If she'll come back too."

VIP

In the VIP room, he asked for a half hour and Desiree gave him forty minutes. He was half naked and was enjoying the two naked girls and having them play with his cock when he felt a sensation he'd never felt before. Desiree was moving down his body in a move which would usually result in her entire body sliding over his exposed cock. But this time his cock was suddenly enveloped by a warm, soft dampness. It was fabulous!

Desiree was immediately upset and began telling Sarah off. Andy didn't pay any attention to what was being said. He just knew that as Desiree turned to Sarah, his cock was feeling the soft warmth massaging his cock. He was a virgin and at first wasn't sure what was going on but quickly realized his cock was embedded in Desiree's cunt. His excitement increased and he couldn't help but pushing his hips up to fully penetrate Desiree's cavity.

After Sarah had dressed and left, he figured Desiree would pull off but she looked him right in the eye, said, "What the hell!" and proceeded to move up and down on him for maybe a dozen strokes before pulling off and resuming her regular "dance".

Andy was out of money and Desiree deserved a tip. So he reluctantly went to the ATM machine. It charged 5%, and his bank would add another $2.50, and it only dispensed 100 dollar bills. He got two, practically depleting his account, took one to the bar to get change, dropped a couple dollars into the tip jar and gave Desiree five twenties. He looked around and saw Sarah waving at him so he went over. He had barely sat down when Desiree came over and took Sarah away, "to talk."

Sarah was gone for a long time and he reflected on what had happened. He'd never felt anything like it. He could easily get addicted to that. He stroked his hardening cock through his slacks trying to recreate the feeling in his mind.

As he sat reminiscing and also feeling a bit guilty about spending all his cash, Sarah reappeared and leaned over the table, showing her large boobs to maximum effect. To his surprise she offered to have sex with him! She also wanted the skinny girl, Sally, to participate. She sat next to him while they waited for Sally. She kept her hand on his thigh making occasional excursions to his balls and stiff cock.

"Here she is!" Sarah exclaimed disturbing his reverie.The less than attractive girl with mousy brown hair and no figure came to the table with Lilly, one of the dancers.

"Hi, Andy," Lilly said as they came over. "You want a dance today?"

Andy smiled shyly, "Not now, Lilly. I'm gonna be leaving soon."

Lilly walked away to solicit other customers, leaving the three alone.

"Hey, Sally," Sarah stated, "This is Andy. He's gonna fuck us."

Sally laughed, "Great! Is there enough of you to go around?"

Andy blushed, saying nothing.

Sarah laid her hand in his lap and squeezed his hard cock gently. "I think he has what it takes," she replied.

Sally sat on Andy's other side, pulling her chair close. "Where'd you find this handsome guy, Sarah?" she asked, pushing Sarah's hand aside so she could feel his crotch tuber.

"I can tell you're up for this," Sally smiled, stroking him gently. "Where are we doing it."

Andy knew of a motel across the highway from his DQ. The sign said "hourly, daily, weekly, monthly." Maybe it was a filthy dive, he'd never been inside, but he said, "There's a motel at the next exit south that has rooms for an hour."

"So are we up for this?" Sally asked.

Andy wasn't sure. The idea of fucking two women, especially one as cute as Sarah enthralled him. But he was unsure about fucking one in front of the other.

"Andy, I'll drive Sally and me," Sarah stated with a no-nonsense attitude. "Be a sweetie and get the room."

"For one hour?" Andy asked.

"Better make it two," Sally replied, giving him a big smile that implied she'd like nothing better than to have him inside her. She had penetrating eyes and he wondered why he thought she was unattractive.

"We'll be right there," Sarah told him. "Wait for us outside the office." Then she took Sally by the hand and led her to the ladies room.

In the ladies room she told Sally that Andy was a virgin. Laughing while she described the incident with Desiree. Then she asked Sally to take Andy for his first fuck. "Your great with guys their first time," she explained. "You really help them know what to do."

Sally liked first timers and in high school had a stable of guys who had been socially inept and fucked them while making sure they knew how to please her. Andy was just her kind of guy. But she had other ideas. "I think we'll play a game, that really helps with the shy ones and the virgins. Who's first will be up to chance."

Motel

At the motel Andy discovered that a two bed room would be $20 for an hour, $35 for two hours, and $50 for the whole day. He opted for the full day.

The two ladies showed up shortly after he came out of the office and they went to the room. It was surprisingly clean but with no furniture other than the bed, a dresser, a nightstand and a TV mounted on the wall.

In the room Andy asked , "What do we do?"

Sally took charge, "We're going to play a game. It'll take a few minutes to get ready." She took a notepad and pen from her purse and began writing.

Andy was getting anxious, "When are we gonna start?"

Sally looked over at him, "Patience, my man, It's better to do it slowly. Especially your first time. Believe me you'll enjoy it more than if we just got naked and started fucking." She tossed her head in a manner she knew excited the guys and went back to her writing. After a few minutes she took the pages she from the pad and carefully tore them into squares.

She explained, "We'll play rock, paper, scissors to determine a winner. Winner gets to remove one item of clothing from the loser. With three people it can be a tie and we'll play again. It's also possible to have all three win and lose if each of us picks a different item. We'll count that as a tie too. The other outcome is one winner or loser when the other two pick the same object. In that case the two will play a two person game to determine the winner or loser."

"What if we're naked?" Andy asked.

"That's when these come in," She held up the slips of paper. "I've written a sexual activity on each. If the loser is naked then the winner picks one of these and the winner and loser perform the activity."

"Two more things." She took a condom from her purse. "Andy isn't naked until he has this on. When he loses and has no clothes the winner puts it on.

"And! this set of cards," she held up a half dozen slips of paper, "contain vaginal intercourse positions. We won't use these until we've been through the others once. I'll add them to the pile then.

"Oh, because this is your first time, Andy, I'm going to give you four slips." She handed them to him. "You can choose which you want. Sarah and I have to use whatever's on the top of the pile."

Andy looked at the four slips: " 'kiss breasts, touch genitals, french kiss, back rub, ' Who does what to who?" he asked.

"Winner's choice. If it says 'oral sex' you can have the loser blow you or you can do it to the loser."

"How do you and I handle the intercourse positions?" Sarah asked.

"Either a lost turn or we could let winner do it with Andy."

"I like that one," Andy spoke up getting more excited at the prospects, and the women agreed.

The game began. When he removed Sally's top he was disappointed to see that she had no breasts but she had no bra and he couldn't take his eyes off her large, hard nipples. She noticed him staring and invited him to feel. They were the consistency of rubber erasers but easily twice as big as any pencil eraser.

All of them were down to their last item of clothing and Sally lost to Andy. He pulled down her panties to reveal the large, dark down covered, pillows of her major labia with long thin minor labia extending almost an inch down. His cock was already straining inside his briefs and became harder than he ever remembered.

Then he lost to Sally and she reached for the waistband. "Let's see what we have." She had to push his cock against his abdomen to free them and as she pulled them down his cock sprang free. Eight inches long, it was so erect that Sally couldn't tell if it was circumcised or the foreskin had just been pulled taut. Sarah stared. It was at least an inch longer than it had been in the VIP room. The head was engorged a bright red and was shining with pre-cum, a drop of which grew out of the tip and the veins stood out dark purple, covering the shaft. "Magnificent!" Sally exclaimed, "Gawd! I can't wait to feel that inside."

His balls were fully retracted into his abdomen, his scrotum tightened flat at his crotch. Sally teased them out of their abdominal sockets and squeezed them into the sac. "Oh, very nice sized, even if they do like to hide." They quickly retracted again as she released them. She was fascinated by the male organs.

Sarah still had her panties on and won the opportunity to put the condom on. Before she did, both women had to taste the pre-cum that was slowly oozing out, Andy shivered in delight as the tongues touched his most sensitive spot. Sally noticed his reaction and realized he was going to cum at the slightest provocation. She considered what to do to allow him the best experience.

Sarah won and Sally lost the next round. The card said, "finger fucking,"

"You'll have to do me," Sally said, "since you've still got your panties on."

"For how long?" Sarah asked.

"How about one minute, Andy, you time it."

Andy watched intently as Sarah inserted a couple of fingers between the skinny girls huge labia and began massaging her vagina. He lost total track of time and Sally had to say, "I think that's more than a minute."

Andy was shocked into awareness, "Sorry, I was absorbed."

Sally laughed.

Then Andy won and Sally lost. He looked at his cards bewildered.

Sally intervened, "Choose the least sensual. You're going to come like a fountain if I start playing with that magnificent tool you have. We want you to have great vaginal intercourse.

He chose "back rub" and asked Sally to rub him. She concentrated on the area between his shoulders hoping to relax him and reduce his sexual tension. Sarah dutifully timed a minute.

He chose another slip to be used later, "leg massage".

Finally, Sarah lost to Andy and he removed her panties, admiring her shaved smooth slit with no hint of other parts exposed.

"You like?" she asked.

His mouth was dry. "Yes." he managed.

She spread her legs to show him the slit between soft pillows of flesh glistening with moisture and extending all the way to her butt crack. He was sure his cock had grown another inch.

Sarah won the next round and Andy lost. Sarah pulled a card, "oral sex".

Sally knew that Andy wouldn't last ten seconds, let alone a minute with Sarah sucking him and he likely wouldn't last if he had his face in her pussy.

Intercourse

"The hell with this," Sally stated, grabbing the slip of paper from Sarah, then the slips from Andy and throwing them with the rest of the pile onto the floor. "Let's just use these." She presented the vaginal intercourse slips to Sarah.

Without objection, Sarah took one, "Missionary."

She was already almost in position. All she needed to do was move her head to the pillow, separate her legs and raise her knees. Andy stared at her, unsure what to do.

Sally smiled and gently guided him between her legs, his cock pointing at the padded slit. She nodded and he moved forward, pressing the head of the shaft between the pillows of flesh. It pushed up and poked out at the top of the fold.

Sally was watching and gestured him to move away. She took his hand, moved two fingers to the slit and showed him how to separate the lips. Small, thin, velvet inner lips appeared. Sally moved his fingers to the vaginal opening and allowed him to feel the soft, warm dampness. Then she held his penis and moved it to the same spot. He pushed and watched as it slid in effortlessly. He could barely stand the soft yet firm, tight but yielding feeling as he slid all the way in. He knew he was about to burst. He stopped, enjoying the wondrous feeling of the vagina warmly embracing his manhood. Then he slowly began to pull it out. The smooth friction and his aroused state pushed him over the edge. He jammed back inside as his orgasm overcame him and he twitched and spasmed as cum flooded into the condom.

Sally laughed, "I knew you wouldn't last long."

Andy had never felt anything as intense and the feeling of Sarah's vagina wrapped around his still sensitive cock was so exquisite. He wanted to stay inside. But his erection was rapidly subsiding and he felt himself slipping out.

As he slipped out, Sally grasped the condom around the base so nothing would leak out. Holding him gently she said, "Let's get ourselves cleaned up."

Andy looked down as he came out and saw Sarah's vaginal opening spread wide and then slowly close back to the lovely slit between soft, fleshy pillows. He moved off the bed and allowed Sally to take him by his flaccid penis into the bathroom. "Is it over?" he asked.

No, it's not," she told him as she removed the condom and flushed its contents, handing him some tissue to keep his seeping semen from dripping. "In the shower with you."

As they waited for the shower to get warm, Sally examined the cock. He was uncircumcised but the foreskin was small and extremely thin. She could make out the darker coloration of the head of his penis through it. She reached out to cup his balls, now descended into his scrotum.

"What you guys doing?" Sarah yelled from the bed.

"We're going to clean this beauty up," Sally yelled back. "We're getting in the shower? Wanna watch?"

"We're not done yet are we?" Sarah came back.

At the implication that Sally was going to shower with him and then Sarah's obvious enthusiasm for more, Andy's cock came back to life.

"I sure hope not," Sally responded. She noticed the cock move and begin to grow. "This guys still got some life!"

Pleasing the Women

"I'll wait out here," Sarah stated. Andy had come too quickly to give her any pleasure so she lay back and began masturbating her clit with one hand, inserting a couple of fingers of the other hand into her vagina.

In the shower, Sally soaped up Andy's penis and watched as it grew, stretching out of the foreskin and exposing almost an inch of the shaft below its head. The foreskin stretched tight and became almost invisible against the shaft. She held his testicles which slowly rotated in her palm as they retreated into their abdominal pockets. As she rinsed him off she said, "I think you're ready to go again!"

They dried off and went back into the bedroom where Sarah had her left hand almost entirely buried in her cunt while she worked her clit feverishly with her right hand and moaned in pleasure.

"Couldn't wait, had to start by yourself," Sally said laughingly.

Sarah stopped her masturbation as Sally told Andy, "You don't ever want a woman to be reduced to this. You should please her so that she doesn't have any desire to do it herself."




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 15



Andy was completely nonplussed, "How do I do that?"

"That"s what we intend to show you," Sally stated. "You were so excited that we just let you fuck Sarah without proper foreplay. That's what these slips are about." Sally began picking up the paper she had scattered to the floor earlier.

Sarah just stayed on the bed, relaxing with her legs spread wide. Andy couldn't help but stare at the beautiful naked woman with her shaved pussy completely exposed and still open from her masturbation. Her small, pink, delicate minor labia spread like butterfly wings between the slightly separated pillows of her major labia. He stroked his stiff cock absent mindedly.

"So!" Sally interrupted his thoughts and Sarah's relaxation. "What do you think. How about just Sarah and I play rock paper scissors and Andy does whatever's on the next slip of paper to the winner."

"Why's that?" Sarah objected.

Andy didn't care. Playing with naked women's bodies seemed as good to him as having them play with his.

"He needs to know his way around a woman so he can please her," Sally responded. "We'll show him the best way to do these things. After he gets us off, we'll go back to stimulating him."

Sarah thought of something, "What time is it? How much time do we have?"

Andy told her that he had arranged for the room all night.

"Great, we can sleep together and go at it again tomorrow," was her response.

That sounded good to Andy but he had responsibilities, "I have to be at work at 5:30 tomorrow."

"AM?" Sarah exclaimed.

"Yeah, I have to open up."

"Maybe you could call in sick," Sarah reached out to play with his penis.

Andy was severely torn, "NO! I have to open up."

"No one else can do it?" Sarah was lightly moving her finger just under the head of his organ.

Andy resisted the tremendous temptation, "I'd have to call my boss who usually comes in around 9. He'd be really grouchy and I'd have to put up with his nasty remarks all week. And I need to be home in bed by 8:00 or I'll be worthless at work."

"You could stay here overnight and go to work from here. Is it close?"

"Just across the freeway." It was an attractive thought, not having to drive all the way home and back, but, "I have to be home to see my mom and sis."

Sally admired his dedication, she knew a lot of guys who would quickly blow off all their responsibilities for sex with Sarah or herself, let alone both. "We still have plenty of time. You decide when you need to leave and we'll stop then." She had gathered up all the slips of paper, shuffled them and put them on the nightstand.

Sally suggested 5 minutes for each activity, "So Andy can learn the techniques," and they began play. Sarah won the first round and the slip said, "touch genitals."

Andy hesitated as Sarah once again laid back and spread her legs. He began by stroking her major labia. Sally began to coach him, "That's good, just stroke her. Watch as she blooms." Sarah's labia began to spread slightly and pinken. Her minor labia expanded and their pinkish redness was slightly exposed. Andy couldn't help but begin to touch the delicate petals. Sally encouraged him and then suggested he move to Sarah's clit as she began to sway her butt back and forth. Sally showed Andy how to moisten his fingers slightly by allowing them to push gently into Sarah's wet vagina and then use the moistened finger at her clit. She told him various ways to stroke the clit and suggested pinching it gently and pushing the hood away from it. Sarah was moaning and writhing as the 5 minutes came to an end.

Then Sally won, "Oral sex." Andy licked away at her pussy with guidance from Sarah but mostly from Sally telling him where she wanted his ministrations.

The game went back and forth between the two young women with one or the other sometimes winning two in a row. The Sarah won three times in a row, "lick breasts, french kiss, oral sex. Sarah came hard in the middle of the last, screaming in pleasure and squeezing Andy's head hard between her legs in the throes of her orgasm. Sally encouraged him to keep working her clit throughout the spasms.

Sally said, Okay, You've cum. Now it's my turn, Andy can just do me."

Sarah objected, "I'm not going to sit around while you two have all the fun!"

The discussion started to become heated because Sally knew they had been at it for over two hours and was worried that Andy would want to leave.

Finally Sally relented, knowing the discussion was using more of the time.

Andy stepped in with a proposal. "Hey, can we do two things at once. Like I can be kissing while fingering your pussy too. Or maybe one of you can be sucking me while I'm sucking you. I want you guys giving me some action too."

Sally began to feel frustrated. "Deep breaths, deep breaths," she thought. She was used to being in charge with guys. She was sure that if they began stimulating Andy he'd come again, leaving her unsatisfied. She felt herself tensing. If she spoke now she knew it would come out in a nasal, whiny voice. "Deep breaths, deep breaths, speak from the abdomen." She calmed herself and spoke to Andy in as low a voice as possible so as not to seem whiny, "If you get excited then you might come and it'll be over." "Don't seem too needy, " she thought. "Let's make this last, at least until I come." "Oh God, " she thought. She hadn't meant to vocalize that. She looked at Andy, currently kneeling on the bed. His cock was soft though clearly partially erect, laying five inches long over his balls hanging relaxed in their sacks and slowly rotating. He didn't look like he was about to come. Maybe she was concerned over nothing.

"Oh," Andy said. "I guess I understand that."

"Let's get on with it!" Sarah insisted.

"That is a good idea to do two activities," Sally said. "What if you can't do both?"

"What do you mean?" Andy asked.

"Suppose you're supposed to kiss my breasts and my pussy. You can't do both."

It took Andy only a moments thought, "Then I'll do one followed by the other, two minutes each."

"Let's get on with it!" Sarah repeated. They did.

Sarah won, then Sally, then Sally again, then Sarah twice. Andy was fondling and licking at breasts and pussies and feeling inside vaginas up to their cervixes.

Sally won twice in a row, the first had Andy kissing her while fondling her genitals. "He's become a good kisser," she thought as she felt her passions rising.

Then he was kissing her breasts, her huge, sensitive nipple s responded and he moved his mouth to her clit. She was primed and as soon as his tongue hit her most sensitive spot, she gasped. He licked harder and faster and she jerked in response. Soon an orgasm overtook her as he continued to massage her clit with his moist, soft tongue. It wasn't the most explosive or intense orgasm but it was relief. He stopped when Sarah declared the time was up and Sally's orgasmic pulsations slowly dissipated.

"My turn?" Andy asked.

"And let's get these in the pile," Sarah said, pushing the vaginal intercourse slips in with the rest.

"And the winner can take two activities, and the second place player can take one," Sally suggested.

"And if it's a tie all of us get two!" Andy said.

The games began. Lips and hands and fingers, male and female, were on and inside every part of the three bodies. Andy had an opportunity to feel his penis embedded in both girls, a sensation he could never get enough of.

There was a tie and Andy found himself fingering Sally's vagina, feeling the soft wetness and the hard Hemisphere of her cervix, wishing his cock was there instead of his fingers. Sarah had her hand wrapped around his cock as she and Sally kissed while she massaged Sally's breasts with her other hand.

The End of the Game

Andy could stand it no longer. "The heck with this game," he thought pulling his penis away from Sarah's grasp. He quickly moved between the spread legs of the skinny girl, removed his fingers from her cunt and drove his penis home inside the soft, wet warmth. Sally gasped at the suddenness.

Seeing that Andy had abandoned the game, Sarah did too. She rose and swung her leg over Sally's head and planted her pussy firmly over Sally's mouth.

Sally didn't object. As Andy began smoothly moving his eight inches in and out of her she began to suck and lick away at Sally's soft labia and hard clit.

Sarah was facing Andy and as he pumped in and out of Sally he grasped and massaged Sarah's breasts. Sarah steadied herself by reaching down and pressing hard on Sally's substantial, rock hard nipples.

Tensions and passions rose quickly. Sarah came first, she squealed quietly and then a bit more loudly and then let out a series of loud shrieks, one as each orgasmic spasm rushed through her body.

Sally's spasms and the warm, salty liquid oozing from her cunt put Sally over the edge. She grunted into the soft flesh, once, twice, three times and then her body tightened, her hips rose from the bed and suddenly released with a series of moans.

Sally's vagina throbbed and undulated, pulsating on Andy's penis in a way he'd never felt before. It massaged him to a full fledged orgasm. He tightened in an unsuccessful attempt to hold back and prolong the sensations. Semen spewed through his cock and overfilled the condom.

Sarah's orgasm spent itself and she rolled off. As she did so, Andy collapsed onto Sally and planted a deep firm kiss on her lips, his tongue exploring every part of her mouth. His penis relaxed and slipped out of the condom that was held tightly inside Sally's cunt. He rolled to the side leaving a thick string of semen across her thigh.

All three lay side by side, breathing heavily, in post-coital bliss.

"God that was incredible," Andy said.

Sally laughed, "See how good it can be if you make sure the woman enjoys herself." She began stroking his semen covered, limp cock.

Sarah just kept humming, "Mmmmmmmm."

After several minutes Andy looked at the time. "I'd better leave."

"You might want to take a shower first," Sally said, looking at her semen covered hand.

Andy went into the shower. Sally removed the semen filled condom from her vagina. "Nice volume," she giggled showing it to Sarah. "Tastes good too," she said, licking some from her fingers. Sarah dipped a finger to taste and agreed.

"Are you sure you can't stay the night," Sarah asked as Andy emerged and gathered his clothes. She spread her legs and pushed her pussy lips apart with her fingers in invitation. "We'll make it worth your while."

Andy looked at the two naked women, their inviting vaginas open to his gaze and his cock hardened in response. God, he wanted more. But he resisted. "No, I need to get my sleep and open up in the morning. I'll see you again won't I?" He pulled on his briefs.

"I'll be working at Pete's," Sarah said. "I hope I'll see you there."

"Give me your number," Sally told him. "Maybe I'll call." She added, "I don't let guys call me, I call them. But if I call, we'll have great sex together."

After he left the two girls decided not to go home but to spend the night in the motel. They rested soundly and brought each other off in the morning. Then they went across the highway and had breakfast at the DQ, flirting shamelessly with the assistant manager.

After they left, Andy got up the nerve to ask Tracy out and she accepted. He asked her for sex on the first date and she declined, somewhat angrily. It took several weeks of sweetness and special treatment before she'd go out with him again. He didn't ask her for sex again but on their fifth date she asked him.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 16



Sarah

Sarah Malone waited nervously in the dancers' lounge at Pete's Play Palace. She had no idea why she was so nervous. She'd been nude in front of lots of guys and had sex with most of them. So why would the prospect of getting undressed in front of a few more make a difference? Sure, this was her first day at the club. Her first day as a stripper. Soon the DJ would announce her and she'd be on stage for the first time. She hadn't gotten up the nerve to go into the body of the club yet but when the announcement came she'd have no choice.

It came, "and no for the first time here or ever, the lovely, the beautiful, the sexy, Astrid."

She and her friend Sally had spent much of the previous week deciding on a stage name. She had at first wanted to use the name she had given to all her dolls when she was young -- Mathilda. Her best friend, Sally had convinced her that "Mathilda" wasn't sexy enough. "It sounds like an old lady, and you're anything but."

Sarah had felt that her small, well proportioned body, large breasts, cute face, and flowing blond hair would make up for that but Sally had ultimately convinced her not to start with a disadvantage. The heroine from the movie "How to Train your Dragon," became the immediate choice when they had been looking on-line for a movie to watch. Except for the smaller breasts, the cartoon character was Sally's double and both young women loved her take charge, take no prisoners attitude.

Sarah approached the stage trying to adopt an Astrid-like attitude. There were maybe a dozen guys at the club and one whistled as she came up the steps. Sitting almost in front of her, at the stage seats were her mother and father. Her father flipped a twenty dollar bill onto the stage as she walked to the center.

After deciding to begin stripping at "Pete's Pleasure Palace," she hadn't been sure how or whether to tell her parents. Her mom had been on her about needing to get a job now that she was no longer in school and she had looked into stripping just to get her mom off her back. Sally had pointed out that her parents were swingers and had once invited the two young women to a swingers parties. "Hey, we both know your dad did it because he wanted to fuck me. Hell, he wants to fuck you. And your mom went right at it with my date. How can they judge this choice?"

So, as soon as Sarah got home from the nude club after making the decision she went into the family room where her mother was watching a movie and her dad was absorbing the sports page.

"Mom, I've got a job," she announced.

"That's great, honey, where?" The announcement was monumental enough that her dad had put the paper aside.

"Pete's Palace." She omitted the "Pleasure" from the name. It seemed a bit too embarrassing to say.

"Never heard of it," her mom said, "Is it an amusement place."

Not surprisingly, her step-dad had heard of it. "You might say that, dear. 'Pete's Place' is that nude bar on the highway just north of the city. You're going to strip, sweetie?" His cock was swelling at the thought.

She hesitated and then admitted it in a low voice, "Yes."

She was surprised at her mom's response, "That's a good option for you, dear."

Then her mom went on, "With your equipment you can probably make a lot. Just be careful the club doesn't take it all and put as much of it aside for the future as you can. That's not a lifetime career."

Sarah just asked, "Mom?" in an incredulous tone.

"I stripped before and for a few years after you were born," was the quick answer. "Topless, not nude, but I learned by making mistakes. I hope you'll let me help you avoid those mistakes."

"Oh, mom, of course!" Sarah gave her mom a big hug.

Mother and daughter then spent some time discussing the business of stripping, at least as it had been 15 years ago. Her step father seemed to return to the sports page but listened intently, his cock pushing against his briefs. Sarah realized that much of the advice applied today, some even more so, like the prevalence of drugs. Issues of dancer payouts and club cuts were less obviously the same but her mother had a lot of ideas about how to keep some of the earnings hidden from the club so their cut would be smaller. "I guarantee you that most club owners are taking advantage of the dancers," she told her daughter.

Astrid

As she strode to the middle of the stage, she untied the short cloak she had tied only at the neck and allowed it to fall behind her.

Sarah, her mother, and Maylee Davis, a dancer and friend who had introduced her to the club had gone shopping for her dancing outfits at lingerie stores, adult video stores and at a store that specialized in sexy outfits for those who wanted to look sexually exciting. All she needed were a few G-strings, bikini panties and bras but Sarah wanted to fill out the Astrid personality a bit. She found some short dresses that were made of strips of fabric that hung from her waist and wanted to wear tube tops. Maylee pointed out that tube tops were hard to get off and would muss her hair as the came up. Sarah suggested she pull them off over her hips but Maylee told her she'd have trouble doing that without pulling off her panties. Her mom pointed out that the top can just be pulled to the waist and kept there until she wanted to get naked. "Of course that will hide your beautiful, slim waist," she added.

Sarah had bought three tube tops but at another store she found some that zipped up the back, solving the problem.

At Maylee's insistence she had also bought a couple pair of "stripper shoes" two inch high platforms with a four inch heel. Her mother had insisted she wear them constantly at home in order to get used to them and she had practiced dance routines in them. She hated those shoes. Now, on stage, she decided to lose the shoes and took them off, tossing them in the corner with the cloak.

She had become so enthralled with the Astrid character that she picked music from "How to Train your Dragon," to dance to. Starting with the opening theme and then for her nude dance she would use the faster paced music from the scene where Astrid and Hiccup ride Toothless.

She started her dance by moving to the twenty her step-father had dropped on the stage. she presented her back to him and allowed him to unzip her tube top which she tossed to the corner of the stage. She turned to face him, took his hands and placed one each on her breasts then she buried his face between them. Her mom had talked to her about this. It was important for the others at the bar to see that tips would get them special attention. The bigger the tip, the more special the attention. She finished by presenting each nipple in turn to her step father so he could give each a quick kiss and suck. She grabbed his head and pushed his mouth hard against her left breast before sensually dancing to the left where another customer had dropped a five.

She had collected $45, including her step father's 20 by the end of the first song. She started by unhooking the skirt and allowing it to drop in the center of the stage, She was now wearing only a pair of white panties. The guy who had thrown the five out earlier, put another five on the stage. She went over to him and sitting at the edge of the stage put her legs over his shoulders and brought his face into her crotch. She had been told that was okay as long as she was wearing something. He reached up and held her hips as he smelled the scent of her pussy. As she pulled away she made a last second decision and held his hands so the fingers were at the panty waistband. She pulled away, leaving her panties behind in his hands and flashing him her clam shell pussy lips. He threw another five on the stage along with her panties and after taking a big whiff at her naked crotch. Ones and fives rained onto the stage from every guy at the stage and she did her best to give them all a good look, pulling her pussy lips apart for those who had dropped a five.

She estimated $540 more as she went around the stage, nude, collecting the tips. Three guys asked for private dances as she went by and her step father slipped her another $20 saying , "Beautiful job sweetie."

She intentionally went to a guy who had given her a ten and as she picked up the bills, leaned over the edge, took his head, planted a big kiss on his lips, then grabbed his hands and held them briefly to her breasts. "A dance?" he gasped out.

"Sure sweetie," she replied and went to gather up her clothes. She didn't bother to put them on and went to the first couple of guys who had asked for a dance telling them, "I'll see you later," and giving each a peck on the cheek. Then she went to the guy who had given her the ten, "What kind of dance do you want big fella?" She was getting into the hang of this.

Marlene

Sarah's step-father watched her go into the VIP Suites with the guy. He wondered what she was doing back there and expressed his thoughts to his wife. Marlene had been trying to think of some way to distract her husband. "Why don't you go back and see," she suggested.

"I don't think I can just wander in there and snoop around." He eyed the bouncer standing near the entrance.

"I mean go back with one of the dancers," Marlene explained.

"You think so?"

"Sure, I've seen you eying Desiree all night, go back with her." Marlene looked around, caught Desiree's eye and motioned her over.

Desiree was Maylee's stage name. She had been a cheerleader with Sarah and had spent quite a bit of time at the Malone household where Sarah encouraged them to encounter her step father in various stages of undress just to see his reaction. As a result Jerry Malone lusted after most of them.

"My husband wants to go back to the VIP suites with you and see what it's like," she told the dancer when she got to the table.

"$100 for 15 minutes" Desiree said.

"Spend a couple hundred," Marlene told her husband. And as he got up to go she added, "and tip the lady."

As soon as he disappeared into the suites Marlene got up, went to the car and returned carrying a small sports bag. She went to the bar and asked the bar maid to see Carl, the manager.

The bar maid, tapped the tip jar on the bar.

"You don't need any tip to tell me where Carl is," Marlene replied forcefully. "Where is he!"

A guy who had been standing behind the bar listening came over, "I'm Carl. What do you want?"

"My daughter is a dancer here," she started.

Carl immediately became defensive, "Hey we make sure all our dancers are over 18. They have to be certified by the sheriff. All old enough to decide what to do without parental consent."

Marlene laughed, "oh, no, I'm not complaining. I even helped her get ready."

"So what do you want?"

"I want to dance here too," Marlene answered.

Carl looked her over. "A bit old but still attractive," he thought. "First you need to audition," he told her.

"Audition?" was her reply.

"Yeah, I need to see the goods," he gestured at her body.

"Oh sure," Marlene said and reached to unbutton her blouse.

"Come in back," Carl said and led her into the dressing room where several dancers were sitting around chatting. Marlene quickly took off her top.

"Very nice," Carl said, "No sagging, a few stretch marks. Real?"

"Go ahead, feel."

Carl put his hands to the offered fleshy pillows. "Yes, very nice, soft, pliable, definitely real. Let's see the rest." He pointed to her crotch.

She dropped her slacks and panties to reveal her shaved pussy with its small triangle of neatly trimmed hair above.

"Yeah!" Carl said, "You take care of yourself. Who did you say your daughter is?"

"Didn't say. It's Sarah Malone, Astrid."

"Oh yeah the cute new gal. I see the resemblance. A mother daughter pair should get some extra action, not that either of you need it. You sure you are up to do this?"

"I did it before, up to a few years after Sarah, Astrid, was born. I can handle it. You don't think Astrid made up that routine all by herself did you?"

"Hadn't thought about it."

"Well, I helped. A lot."

"You know you'll need a sheriff's stripper card."

"Already have one," Marlene handed over the card which she had surreptitiously obtained when Sarah got hers. "And I have my outfit in the bag." She lifted the sport bag. "Ready to go."

"$75 rent due before you can go on," Carl said.

"It was only $50 for Sarah."

"$25 late fee, you need to get here on time."

"Maybe you can let it slide this time since I just started." Marlene smiled and pushed her hand at his crotch.

"Hey, I stay away from the girls."

"That's because they're just girls. I'm no girl. We could have a good time together."

Carl hesitated. He'd have fewer concerns about being involved with an older dancer. But then there was the issue of the others seeing favoritism."Okay, I'll forgive the $25 this time."

"You're a sweetie. " She kissed him on the lips, "Oh, I understand there's a bonus for girls bringing in new girls."

"Yeah, but they have to work regularly for at least two weeks and the bonus comes out of the new girl's cut."

"Be sure you note that I'm here because of Astrid."

"When you're ready tell the DJ and give him your music. What's your name?"

"Marlene Malone."

"Stage name!"

"Valkyrie. Goes well with Astrid, don't you think?"

Valkyrie

Desiree realized he was Sarah/Astrid's father and gave him a half hour for only $150 saying, "You've seen it before." remembering how she and other cheerleaders had gone around his home nude and semi-nude to get a rise out of him. She allowed him to explore every part of her lovely body both visually and tactility. Then she noted the huge bulge in his slacks. She remembered the bulge from her time at his home. Sarah had told the cheerleaders he had a big cock. Now she could see it in person so she unzipped him, reached in and pulled out eight inches of hard flesh. After she gave him a combined hand job and blow job, both of which he stopped before he came, he tipped her $100.

On his way out he thought of his step daughter doing the same for strangers. He had mixed emotions about it. It wasn't any sort of a surprise. Sarah had known and used the power of her naked body over boys since she was six or seven. And he saw her naked around the house much more than could be accounted for by chance and coincidence. God, he wanted to have her doing those things to him. No, he didn't have mixed feelings. It wasn't very fatherly but he had to admit he had only one feeling: jealousy. He wanted to be in the VIP suites with her in place of the other guys.

He wanted to go home and take out his horny feelings with Marlene. He looked around but didn't see her. He saw Sarah's friend, Sally, sitting by herself and went over to her. Here was another case! Sally didn't seem attractive and had the figure and proportions of a wooden plank but she somehow exuded sexuality. "Have you seen my wife?" he asked as he sat next to her and placed his hand on her thigh.

She didn't flinch at his familiar touch and stroked his thigh in return. "No, I haven't seen her for some time."

"Do you know where Sarah is?"

"'Astrid' came out of the VIP suites, immediately picked up another guy and went back in."

He continued to sit with Sally, gently rubbing her thigh, much closer to her crotch than propriety would dictate as he looked around for Marlene.

The DJ announced, ""a definite Cougar and absolute MILF, Valkyrie!"

The classical music of Wagner filled the room as Valkyrie mounted the stage. Jerry Malone was still looking around for his wife and a sudden jab from Sally got his attention and directed his gaze to the stage where Marlene began to strip for the men in the front row. Every guy who threw out a tip got a breast massage in is face and when she was fully nude she spread her labia and gave close-up views of her vagina to those who tossed out $5 or more.

When the music stopped, she went around picking up the tips and giving the better tippers quick kisses. The DJ announced, "This lovely MILF is Astrid's mother. You can get an exclusive mother-daughter show with the two of them in a VIP room here at Pete's"

After leaving the stage "Valkyrie" came over to Jerry and Sally.

"You can't be serious," Jerry said.

"Oh, but I am. When Sarah said she wanted to do this, I got the bug again. I've already got two VIP requests and another if I can get 'Astrid' to come with us."

"So you'll be here all night?"

"Plan to."

"I think I'd just as soon head home."

"OK, I'll ride home with Sarah."

"You want to stay here Sally?" he asked. Sally had come with Sarah and he wanted her to leave with him.

Sally answered, "I think I'd like to head home too."

"I can take you," Jerry responded quickly.

"Sarah will be disappointed. Weren't you planning to stay at our place tonight?" Marlene asked.

"You're welcome to stay at our place. I'll take you to your house or ours," Jerry interjected, hoping that she'd consent to go to his home and maybe spend some time in his bed.

"Sure, thanks," was Sally's non-committal reply.

"I have to be off to my first VIP room appointment," Maylee said knowing exactly why her husband wanted to take Sally home. She had her own plans. "See you at home." She kissed Jerry, waved and gave a knowing smile to Sally before heading over to the VIP suites entrance where a 50 year old guy was waiting for her. He took her by the waist and they went inside.

Jerry and Sally

"Well I guess we're on our own," Jerry said. "Your place or mine," he said half jokingly.

Sally had no qualms about what she wanted, "Yours." She lightly squeezed his cock to indicate what she expected.

"We should tell Sarah," Jerry said.

"Won't her mom tell her?" Sally was anxious to get going.

"At the rate things are going in back they may never see each other. And Marlene wants me to tell Sarah there's a guy who's waiting to take them both back."

"Oh, Yeah," Sally responded.

Sally and Jerry waited, watching the ladies stripping. Sally was bored and anxious to be on their way home where she anticipated plenty of non-boring entertainment. Jerry was aroused and becoming more and more aroused. Not from the strippers but because of the young woman next to him he expected to be fucking before the night was over. He put his hand on her knee and moved it towards her thigh and then towards her crotch. She didn't stop that action and responded by placing her hand on his thigh and moving it towards his hardening penis.

"There she is," Sally noticed Sarah coming out of the VIP suites.

"Sarah," Jerry rose and shouted to his step daughter.

"Astrid," Sally corrected him. Repeating, "Astrid," when he looked at her quizzically.

"Astrid," he yelled out again and walked to the table where she was talking to another guy.

"Jerry," she said, when he came up to the table. "I'm talking to Dave here. You'll have to wait."

"This can't wait."

Exasperated she rose, telling Dave, "This won't take long. I just need to get rid of this guy."

"What is it?" she grumbled as he led her to the table where Sally sat.

"Sally and I are leaving," he told her.

"Fine." She looked around, "what about mom?"

"She's back in the VIP suites. Wants you to take her home."

"She's with another dancer?"

"No, she's dancing here herself."

"What?"

"Yeah," Sally interjected. "She suddenly appeared on stage, dancing under the name Valkyrie."

"My gosh. I know she's attractive, but isn't she a bit old?"

With a bit of pride Jerry defended his wife, "She's definitely still got it. Raked in a bunch of cash and immediately got an invitation to the back."

"Oh, one other thing," Sally stated.

"Yeah?" Sarah asked with suspicion.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 16



"They announced she's your mom."

"Why would they do that.?"

"The announcer said she was Astrid's mom and that guys could get exclusive mother daughter action in the VIP only here at Pete's"

"Or something like that," Jerry added.

"I thought I heard a guy ask for a dance with me and my mom. I thought I just misheard what he asked and smiled back. Told him later 'cause I had another dance commitment."

"Well your mother already has a dance commitment for the two of you," Jerry told her.

"Huh?" with who?"

"Don't know. She asked me to let you know and have you wait for her."

"I have a commitment with Dave over there," she said.

"I'm only passing along what your mother said." her father added. "You do what you want with Dave. We're leaving."

"I guess I won't see you tomorrow then she said to Sally."

"Don't be so sure," was the response.

"Aren't you going home?" Then she looked at the two of them grinning. "Ohhhh, Have a good time."

"We will."

"Oh, be sure to take your mother home," Jerry told her.

"Okay." She had a question, "She knows you guys are ..." she left the question unfinished, knowing the answer. Both her parents were pretty free sexually.

Her step father winked at her and left with her best friend.

She went back to Dave trying to decide what to do, "Mom can wait for me," she thought. "I'm not going to throw away whatever I can get from Dave."

She told Dave, "Sorry about that. It took longer than I thought."

"That's okay," Dave replied. Adding, "He left?"

"Yeah, that's what he wanted to tell me. You ready."

"Is Valerie really your mother?" he asked her.

"Yeah," she admitted though she still couldn't believe her mother would be stripping here too.

"Can I go back with both of you?"

"Sure, but she's not here right now." The Sarah had a thought, "and it'll cost you $250 instead of the usual $200."

"It's usually $100."

"With two girls it's usually $200. With the beautiful Valkyrie-Astrid mother-daughter pair it's a premium price $250 for the quarter hour."

Dave considered. He could get over a half hour, with benefits, with almost any girl here for that.

As he considered, Sarah saw her mother emerge from the VIP suites with an older guy, his arm around her waist. She saw Sarah, said something to the guy and gave him a hug and a kiss.

Valkyrie and Astrid

Her mother came over and Sarah told her, "Dave here is thinking about getting a dance with the two of us."

Marlene/"Valkyrie" looked around. "I told another guy he could have a private dance with both of us."

"Well, in any case I've committed to Dave that he's next even if he decides to just go back with me. I made that commitment before you even got on stage. Your guy will have to wait."

"I don't see him anyway so I guess We're yours, Dave. Wha'd'ya think?"

"$250 is an awful lot for only 15 minutes."

Astrid spoke up, "I told him there's an extra $50 premium for the mother-daughter pair."

"Well, Dave, maybe we can make an exception for good customers. I'll have to talk to he manager about that." Valkyrie left the two in search of Carl.

In way of explanation, Astrid told Dave, "It's our first night so she wants to find out what we are allowed."

Valkyrie returned with news, "We can let you get by with only $400 if you'll take us for a half hour." Then she added in a whisper as if it were a bit improper, "And I'll add an extra 10 minutes free. That's a full 40 minutes with me and my beautiful daughter for only $400." As a final incentive she added, "I've convinced the manager to keep the bouncers away, we're free to do whatever we want."

Astrid looked at her mother with surprise. Dave thought a bit and agreed to the terms. Later Marlene told Sarah that she had only asked Carl whether Dave was a regular who could be trusted and got him to assure her that whatever mother and daughter did would be ignored. "He and I have an understanding and I've convinced him that mother-daughter will make money," she told her daughter.

In the VIP room, Valkyrie took off Astrid's tube top. "Doesn't my daughter have the most delectable tits. Feel how soft they are." Valkyrie, massaged them and gently pushed Astrid forward between Dave's legs. He reached out and massaged them, feeling the nipples grow hard under his touch. "Give them a taste too," Valkyrie encouraged and Dave sucked on each. "I bet those babies will give some sweet milk when I have grandchildren. Don't you agree, Dave?" He nodded in assent.

Meanwhile Valkyrie had lowered her daughters panties and took them off over her feet. "Check out that fabulous pussy, Dave. Bet that feels great inside, Don't you think?"

Dave reached out for a feel. "Not quite yet, Dave. Honey, will you help me out of my clothes. Dave you get as comfortable as you want." She reached out, stoked his hardened cock through his slacks and pulled the end of his belt out of the belt loop, laving it to him to decide whether or not to unbuckle it.

Sarah removed her mother's bra and she shook her ample breasts in Dave's face, "Mine are a bit bigger than Astrid's but only because I've had a kid. Astrid got plenty of meals from these. Want a taste?" She pushed her breast at Dave's mouth and he opened just like a suckling infant.

Meanwhile Astrid had removed her mother's panties so both women were fully nude.

Valkyrie glanced at her daughter and with a nod of her head and a glance she suggested Astrid's next move.

Astrid understood and sat next to Dave on the couch. She reached over and began stoking Dave's cock through his slacks. She nibbled gently at his ear and whispered, "Are you as comfortable as you want, Dave? Need some help?" She reached over and unbuttoned the top of his slacks. "If you want to be more comfortable, you'll have to do it yourself," she whispered, giving his cock another gentle stroke.

Dave understood exactly and unzipped his fly exposing the top of a pair of bikini briefs with the tip of a penis pushing out of the waistband.

"Oh. look, it's looking at us," Astrid noted. "How sweet." She leaned over and gave the tip a light kiss, continuing to stroke the cloth covered shaft.

"And a tear, I hope, of happiness," Valkyrie added, kissing away a droplet of pre-cum. "Lets give it a show."

Valkyrie leaned over and taking Astrid's head in her hands she planted a firm but gentle kiss on her lips. As she leaned she allowed the nipples of one breast to brush back and forth over Dave's exposed tip. Then she took one hand and used it to move Dave's hand to her butt.

Dave responded by moving his other hand to Astrid's butt. Since she was sitting he could only place it to the side. Astrid grasped it and moved it to her thigh, the fingers at her slit. Dave pushed gently inside where he encountered the hardened nub of her clit. Astrid drew a deep breath as he massaged it.

Valkyrie coaxed Astrid up and they stood in front of Dave, kissing with the hard nipples of their breasts rubbing against each other. Dave kept one hand on Valkyrie's butt and the other with a finger at Astrid's clit.

Valkyrie broke off the kiss and noticed Dave's hand at her daughter's crotch. "Let's get her off, Dave," she said and moved his hand, pushing two fingers up Astrid's vagina and positioning his thumb at her clit. Then she knelt with one leg on each side of his legs and raised herself so her crotch was at his face. She lowered her privates to his mouth. "Would you like to taste?" Feeling his nod against her crotch, she said, go for it!" He buried his tongue into her folds, finding her clit. She moaned in pleasure.

I wasn't long before Valkyrie was writhing as she felt her orgasm coming. Then she erupted in spasms of pleasure, vaginal juices flowed down Dave's chin and her belly contracted in waves from her breasts to her crotch. Dave continued to lap away throughout. When the contractions ceased she moved off him and watched as he focused on Astrid's cunt. She was jerking with the movements of his fingers. She clenched her teeth tightly in order to hold back the loud orgasmic screams she usually made. Squeaks of pleasure escaped between her teeth. Her face became contorted in the attempt to silence her outburst. The squeaks became louder and as she erupted into orgasm she managed to hold back the scream, emitting only a long, loud squeal. Dave felt her vagina massage his fingers and removed them only when the massage stopped.

Dave

"I think it's time we returned the favor," Valkyrie told her daughter. "Dave do you mind showing us?" She pulled at the waistband of his briefs and peered inside. Dave took the hint and began pushing his briefs down, raising his hips. Valkyrie completed the job, pulling the briefs to his knees. His slacks ended up around his ankles and his six inch, inch and a quarter in diameter, circumcised cock was exposed to view.

Astrid grasped it, "oooo! You have one thick steel bar here." She began stroking it up and down, pulling the loose skin back and forth over its hard core. Valkyrie reached between his legs and began massaging his balls, occasionally squeezing his ball sack and forcing them into their abdominal pockets. Dave moaned.

Then Valkyrie leaned over and put her mouth around it, enveloping its entire length. She pulled off, "tastes good too, try it." Astrid did the same.

They took turns sucking and licking it as Dave leaned back in pleasure.

From somewhere Valkyrie produced a condom, tore open the package and quickly wrapped the cock with it. "This way we'll contain the cum." Then she asked, to Astrid's astonishment, "You wanna just suck? Or fuck?" She saw her daughter's expression and explained, "Carl said anything goes with us. You can fuck or not, but I will if Dave wants."

Dave was more surprised than Astrid but he quickly decided, "fuck!" Valkyrie knelt above the hard rod and lowered herself onto it. She moved up and down and wiggled her ass back, forth, to and fro as Dave gasped in pleasure. She turned to Astrid, "Your turn if you want."

Astrid had been watching, unsure of what she should do but knowing what she wanted. Her sexual proclivities took over. "Sure." The two traded places.

It was soon obvious to both women that Dave was about to cum. "Who gets to feel him cum?" Astrid asked as she bounced up and down.

"Three strokes each," Valkyrie said, urging Astrid off the hard shaft.

"One, two, three," Valkyrie. "One, two, three," Astrid. "One, two, three," Valkyrie. "One, two, three," Astrid. ...

Dave was gasping but lasted longer than he might otherwise because of the brief respites as the women changed places.

"Three," Astrid jammed her body down on him, "Oh God!" he cried as he pumped semen into the condom embedded in her vagina. She felt the warmth inside and wiggled back and forth, milking him of all his fluid. She smiled at her mother, "Sorry, I think I finished him."

Valkyrie grasped the condom at the base of his penis so it wouldn't slip off as Astrid lifted herself from the rapidly shrinking organ. Once Astrid was off Valkyrie pulled off the condom and Astrid was ready with a wet wipe she had retrieved from her purse. Her mother had told her to bring a bunch of individually packaged wet wipes for just such occasions and she had been right. The first guy she had taken back had come all over her leg as she was rubbing against it. Astrid carefully wiped off the flaccid cock and when she finished asked, "What would you like to do with the rest of the time, Dave?"

The ladies sat on either side of him their hips tightly against his due to the limited space on the couch. They were stroking his chest and legs.

He knew exactly what he wanted. "Can I lick your pussy he said to Astrid and finger fuck your mother? The opposite of what we did before?"

The women smiled at each other. Another orgasm was exactly what they wanted. So in response Valkyrie pulled his hand to her crotch and pushed two of his fingers inside. Astrid knelt at his face and put her crotch to his mouth. She felt his tongue probe her slit until it found her clit and then begin moving rapidly back and forth.

The wetness of Dave's smooth strokes quickly brought Astrid to the verge of climax. She forgot to control herself and as she began writhing and pushed down hard onto the face that was the source of the intense feelings, she made a long, loud squeal, the squeal that always began her orgasms. Valkyrie had the presence of mind to get a hand over her daughter's mouth in order to keep the bouncers from descending on them. She knew the squeal was only going to get louder and end in a full fledged scream. Astrid took the hint and fought back the scream but, as a precaution, allowed her mother's hand to stay in place. She thrust back her head, throwing her body forward to keep her balance and let the orgasm overtake her. The entire couch shook with her spasms and dampness flowed freely from her vagina and down Dave's face onto his chest. More wipes would be needed.

The drama of Astrid's reaction on his face had made Dave forget about the fingers in Valkyrie's cunt but the sight of her daughter's intense orgasm and the vibrations pulsating through the couch, along Dave's arm and into her pussy through his fingers along with the site of Astrid in the intense seizure brought Valkyrie off. She pushed hard against Dave's hand, reminding him of her presence and causing him to finger fuck her hard and massage her clit wildly throughout the orgasm.

The three of them sat side by side on the couch. Dave explored their breasts and butt and cunt with his hands while they explored his cock and balls and butt and chest with theirs. The announcement that time was up disturbed their quiet relaxation. "Best time I've ever had here," Dave proclaimed, giving each woman a substantial tip after getting his slacks ups. Both women thanked him with big hugs and kisses on his lips before donning their clothes.

Carl insisted that they go on stage and dance together between each trip to the VIP room. The DJ blatantly promoted the mother-daughter action in the VIP room and Carl vetted all future trips back, insisting on a club cut of $200 for a half hour. Sarah couldn't believe the cash that was flowing in. At this rate she'd only need to come to Pete's once a week.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 17



Sarah's Dad

Sally was almost giddy. She didn't usually feel this way about guys, even though she was a nymphomaniac and was always looking for sex. She never felt this way about the prospect of sex with anyone. But here she was with a smile on her face working to suppress a giggle, if not an outright laugh.

There was something about Jerry Malone. Well, not something, a lot of little somethings. The somethings started with the fact that he was her best friend, Sarah's, father -- well, step-father, a distinction without a difference. He had been obviously interested in Sally since he had seen her half naked at their house at the beginning of the summer. And then he had had sex with her several times at the swingers party she and Sarah had attended.

It wasn't really about his eight inch long cock and huge, pendulous testicles, though Sally was anxious to see them again and experience the cock deeply implanted inside her. She squeezed her thighs in anticipation.

The giddiness had a lot to do with the way he acted like a 13 year old boy as he looked for his wife and daughter in order to tell them that he would be taking Sally home. He acted like he'd never had sex before and couldn't wait. He seemed frantic that the two women were nowhere to be seen. "I don't see how we can go without telling them," he kept saying to Sally before rushing off to another corner of "Pete's Pleasure Palace" a strip bar where his daughter had just started working under the stage name "Astrid". "After all, Sarah's expecting to take you home and Marlene is supposed to come with me."

And besides, Mr. Malone was one of two guys who really treated her right. As she reflected on that she thought of the other, Kyle Peterson. Kyle was the only guy who really made love to her, a sensation she found way past enjoyable. There was something about being with Kyle, a widower, who had three kids that went beyond the sex. All four of them adored her and made her feel so important. She thought of the fact that next weekend was the Fourth of July and she'd be spending the entire three day weekend with them. Jerry Malone was different. He didn't make love to her, he just treated her like a valued object, one to be treasured and cared for in the most gentle way. If any of her sex partners in high school had treated her like that she'd have cut them off. But with Mr Malone it was different. Maybe it was because he was older, maybe it was because he was her best friend's step-father, more likely it was just because he was so cute and adorable in the way he did it. Of course it wouldn't have been so cute if he weren't older and her best friend's step-father.

Then Mrs. Malone appeared dancing on stage under the name "Valkyrie". After dancing she came over to the table and Jerry told his wife that he was going home and taking Sally with him. The Malones were swingers and Marlene took her husband's announcement in stride. Then she went off to give a private dance to one of the customers.

Finally Sarah came out of the VIP suites where customers could get private dances with the strippers. Jerry, with no sense of decorum, shouted to her across the room. Sarah/"Astrid" was talking to another guy and left him to come over. They told her that her mother was also stripping under the name "Valkyrie" and that they were leaving for home.

"Well I guess we're on our own," Jerry said after she left. "Your place or mine," he said half jokingly.

Sally had no qualms about what she wanted, "Yours." She lightly squeezed his cock through his slacks to indicate what she expected.

On the drive they sat in silence for a bit and out of discomfort Sally asked, "What do you think of Sarah stripping?"

"Honestly, it makes me a bit uncomfortable but her mother seems to think it's a great choice for her."

"I bet you don't mind seeing her naked." Sally knew he liked seeing his step daughter in various stages of undress but as soon as she said it she regretted it.

"Uhhh," Jerry hesitated, uncertain whether to admit the truth.

Sally forged on, "I've seen the way you look at her and she's told me she tries to be naked in front of you 'cause she knows you like it."

Jerry made a partial admission, "well she is very attractive."

"And what about Mrs. Malone? What do you think about her doing it?"

"Before we were married I knew I couldn't control her sexual desires, urges and actions. I knew I'd have to be okay with anything she does."

"So it's entirely okay with you?"

Jerry dodged, "It has its positive side. She encouraged me to go back with another dancer. That was fun."

"And it gives you a chance to take me home with you." Sally smiled at him.

Yes, it does," Jerry smiled back.

The Malone Home

As they entered the house, Jerry Malone closed and locked the door and then turned to look at the skinny young woman. She looked back with those intense, sexy eyes, opened her mouth as if to speak, but instead planted a firm, open mouthed kiss on his. He opened his mouth slightly in response and her tongue entered, exploring his mouth while her hands held his head firmly in place against her.

She released the kiss and walked up the stairs. She looked back at Jerry who was standing speechless in the entry, "You coming?" she asked in her sweetest voice. Jerry followed her up the stairs and into the master bedroom. She stood next to the bed as he came in and walked over to her.

Quickly, taking advantage of the element of surprise she spun him around and pushed him onto the bed. She grabbed his feet and swung them onto the bed so he lay on his back. She jumped on top of him and with her knees on his arms pulled his shirt tail out and began to slowly unbutton it from the bottom to the top. "You remember when we spent the night after the swingers party?"

How could he forget. Still speechless, he nodded his assent.

"I was tired."

He lay silently.

"But I'm not tired tonight."

She finished unbuttoning and pulled his undershirt up and then struggled to get both undershirt and shirt off over his shoulders. He helped by lifting his shoulders off the bed and then pulled his arms from under her legs so she could remove the garments and cast them aside.

He reached for her breasts but she slapped his hands gently aside. She moved down and sticking out her tongue to its full length she licked him. She started just above his belt buckle and moved up to his belly button and then over his abdomen to his breast bone, making occasional forays to either side. From his breastbone, with visits to his nipples, she moved over his adam's apple and his chin. He had his mouth slightly open and when she reached it, the tongue went inside and their lips met in a kiss. He held her body close as she pressed her face against his and gently massaged his sides.

She moved away and quickly moved to the foot of the bed where she untied and slipped off his shoes. The she pulled off his right sock, Massaged the foot gently, sucked each individual toe into her mouth and licked slowly up the soul. He squirmed and let out an unmanly giggle. She looked at him.

He looked down at her, fascinated by her eyes, "that tickles."

"Good!" she replied and licked again with the same result. Then she did the same with his left foot.

She straddled his legs and unbuckled his belt and unhooked his fly. "You know I wanted this amazing cock inside me the first time I saw it."

"At the swingers party?"

"Yeah, you were standing there waiting for me with your amazing penis." She began pulling his slacks off and he lifted his hips to allow them to slip off easily. His white cotton briefs had a large, damp stain on them and were wet over the tip of his penis. "I think you've been having wet dreams," she commented.

His voice was back, "I think it's been more a wet reality," he said, thinking of having just spent over half an hour with Desiree in the VIP lounge at the strip club while she hand and mouth stroked him. And the ride home with Sally wasn't exactly a non-sexual experience.

Sally put her mouth over the tip of his penis, still inside the underwear, and allowed her saliva to further dampen them. She sucked and savored the salty, musky taste of the dried and not so dry pre-cum. "Mmmmmm, let's take a look at this beauty again." She pulled his briefs to his knees. "You know, I really like penises. I'd love to collect 'em. cut 'em off, stuff 'em, hang 'em and display them in all their variety.

Jerry made a noise of concern. "Oh I'd never do that," she giggled. "They're so much more interesting, fun, and pleasurable when they're attached."

She fondled his balls, hanging between his legs and rotating slowly in their sack. "Oh, you have one of the nicest penises I've ever seen, but you know you have absolutely the best testicles!" She felt them, the size of medium eggs in his pendulous scrotum. "see how they squirm and rotate in excitement ... never would do that if they weren't attached. HEY! wait a minute! Why didn't I ever think of this?" She got out of bed and went to the purse she had dropped on the floor.

Out came her cell phone. "I have a camera. I can collect penises, or at least their picture." She snapped off a few closeups of Jerry's erect cock. Her talk and now taking pictures had him fully aroused. "And I can take videos!" She started a video recording and focused in on his balls moving in their sack, holding them in the palm of one hand to get a better shot. "You're the first in my collection! Well, excluding the half dozen or so guys who sexted me theirs in high school"

She put the camera aside, unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off exposing her slightly sagging bra. She never could find one that fit well and often thought it would be better to do without altogether but for the way her huge nipples would poke out of whatever she was wearing at inopportune moments.

Jerry reached up and slid his hands under the bra cups, one at each breast. He felt the hard, huge, half inch long nipples on their soft pad of pliable flesh. He pinched them gently between two fingers, while massaging the thin pad that covered her ribs with his hands. She gasped in pleasure.

He took the opportunity and lifted himself up, easily picking up the skinny woman and laying her down with him on top. He pulled the loose fitting bra up over her head, forcing her arms up to allow it passage. "Woman, do you know how sexually exciting your small breasts and their large nipples are?" he asked as he lowered his head and sucked first one and then then other into his mouth, moving his tongue around each in turn.

As he used his mouth on her small, flat breasts with their huge protrusions he moved his hands to her waist and pushed under her waistband. He moved up, rising from her breasts and pulled her jeans down to her ankles. Her vagina stained panties and a large portion of her pussy were exposed to his view. The crotch lay to one side and half her labia were outside of the covering. "God, woman, look at that site of pleasure."

He didn't pause, taking her panties in his hands and pulling them down to her ankles where, getting up from the bed he pulled the remaining clothes off her body. He spread her legs and dove at the huge, fleshy cunt with its delicate labia, like pink flower petals blossoming from within. He licked off the wetness. He had tasted her cunt once before when he'd kept her overnight after the swingers party. That time her genitals had tasted sweet with the heavy perfumed bitterness of the soap with which he'd just cleaned her out thoroughly in the shower. Tonight she'd been wearing her panties and jeans all night in the strip club. She'd been fingering herself all night and he'd helped out. So tonight she tasted of sweat with a lightly fishy odor. This was the taste of a real woman and he lapped it up eagerly. His cock at its full eight inches strained for release inside its skin.

Sally loved being eaten out, especially by an experienced cunnilingus expert. She felt herself approaching orgasm but there was something missing. She wanted his cock! "69, Mr. Malone, please," she manged to gasp out.

Cock, Cunt and Cum

Without losing a beat of his tongue on her clit he swung himself around and presented his cock to her face. She admired the eight inch slim shaft of flesh. It seemed to be tanned like he had spent time in a tanning booth naked, except that his body where the shaft emerged was a light pink. The shaft had a bright pink tip which protruded from the foreskin which came just to the base of the head. The large testicles hung halfway down the shaft which pointed down at her mouth. She reached up and slowly pushed the foreskin back along the shaft exposing an almost white skin beneath covered by a network of thin red and blue blood vessels. She explored the organ, tracing the blood vessels gently with her fingers, then grasping the skin and moving it up and down on the hard inner shaft. She put out her tongue and licked a small droplet of pre-cum that was extruded from the tip. She moved the foreskin back and forth on the shaft as far as it would go and then quickly engulfed as much of the shaft as she could with her mouth. and ran her tongue around it. The huge testicles slapped at her nose and she giggled at the feeling.

"My God, she knows how to excite a penis," was Jerry Malone's thought as she caressed and then sucked at his. Most of his sexual encounters with women other than his wife were at the swingers parties and they didn't spend a lot of time working on the guy, it was up to him to get his own pleasure as they got theirs. Marlene was okay at blow jobs but vaginal intercourse was her preference. Jerry began swinging his hips in response to the intense pressure building in his cock and balls. He noticed that Sally was also wriggling her hips as he worked on her clit so he moved to her labia, licking up and down on her genitals, separating her vaginal lips with his fingers and inserting one, two, three and then four fingers inside, felling her cervix and rubbing against her G-spot.

Sally was unaware of what she was doing. She was just enjoying herself. Mr. Malone's fingers in her vagina, his lips and tongue at her pussy, his long, thin cock fucking her mouth were overwhelming her senses. Her tongue was lapping at his cock as it rapidly stroked past. She tasted the salty muskiness of the pre-cum that was dribbling from the tip. She arched her back in pleasure, pressing hard against his mouth. The orgasm quickly built up, starting at her crotch the ticklish feeling moved through her body and then struck deep in her abdomen. Her stomach muscles twitched, then her vaginal muscles. Then the twitch turned to a rapid pulsation and every muscle in her body participated in the siezure. Her mouth clamped on the rod as it fully embedded itself down her throat. Her head was bounced up and down as he moved his hips up and down. Her eyes saw only a swirl of colors with colorful blinking stars.

Jerry had never known a woman to cum like this. He needed to get his cock out of her mouth. Otherwise he'd shoot his wad down her throat and might not be able to get it up in order to experience the pleasure of being inside the delicious vagina. He tasted and swallowed the copious secretions coming from the softness of the vagina which was massaging his fingers. He wanted to experience his cock being massaged like that as he came inside.

Sally released the hold on his cock to get a breath. The intensity of her pleasure subsided and she could see again. She watched the hard cock move away. It was replaced by a head and a face.

Jerry kissed her lips. First gently and then with more pressure, more passion. Their tongues touched and intertwined as he slid his cock quickly and easily into her well lubricated vagina. His fingers found her large, hard nipples. He squeezed them gently. His palms massaged the pads of flesh over her ribs,

Sally responded by lifting her legs and placing them over his shoulders. The long shaft sank fully into her. She grabbed his butt and pulled his hips as hard as she could into her crotch. He barely moved as she thrust and twisted her hips. His cock slid in and out of the tunnel of pleasure. His testicles slapped against her butt.

He felt the cum rising in his shaft. He didn't want it so soon. He grunted as he tried to hold back but it wouldn't be denied. Not only couldn't he deny it, he no longer wanted to deny it. He embraced the feeling and began rapidly thrusting in and out of the young woman. He groaned in pleasure as the semen rushed into her. Thinking about it later, he realized he'd likely never be able to feel her vagina massage his penis the way it had massaged his fingers. He'd had practically his whole hand inside her and was licking away at her. His penis was long but not nearly as thick as his hand, nor could it stimulate her vagina they way his fingers could. He'd need to be a contortionist to lick her while fucking her and his finger, even if he could keep it lubricated, would be a poor subsitute for his tongue.

Sally felt his body tense up and then jerk in orgasm. She moved her hands to his head and firmly held his lips to hers as he groaned in pleasure and she felt the warmth of his semen flow into her. As he relaxed, she released her hold. She felt the semen dribble out of her and down her butt. They hadn't used a condom. Sarah's father was probably disease free, but he did go to those swingers parties! She'd have to get herself tested.

If there was anyone whose naked cock she'd really want to have inside her it would be Kyle, not Mr. Malone. She thought of Kyle. They'd be together for the fourth time in only a few days. She imagined sitting with him and his kids, watching the Fourth of July fireworks. She tingled in joy at the thought and a warm feeling filled her. "God," she thought, "here I am with a guy's cock not yet soft inside me with his semen dripping down my butt and probably still oozing out and I'm thinking of someone else." She wondered why. Was it the sex? Kyle was the only guy that she felt really made love to her. There was no way the sex with him would be nas intense as what she had just experienced with her best friend's father. And if it was the sex why was she always picturing Kyle with his kids rather than naked in bed with her. She fantasized about being in bed with Kyle and who intruded upon her fantasy but his two year old daughter, Charlette. "Can I get in bed with you," she asked her father, exuding cuteness. Then in bed with them she smiled and said, "Hi, Sally," and went to sleep with her arms around, not her father, but Sally. Sally shook her head. That was not a sexual fantasy. She lowered her legs.

Jerry Malone's cock softened and slipped out of her damp cavity. He got up and went to the bathroom to clean it off, bringing back some tissue for his daughter's slender friend. He admired her form, the huge hard nipples and the large labia covered with his semen as he handed her the tissue.

She came back from the bathroom. He had pulled the bedspread off and pushed it into the corner. He was under the sheets naked. "That was the most incredible orgasm I've ever experienced," she told him as she crawled in next to him. She lay on her back and fell asleep thinking of Kyle, his kids and the Fourth of July. He lay on his side, his cock pressed against her, and fell asleep fingering her nipples and genitals.

 Sarah

Sarah came in the house from her first night of stripping. Being nude in front of the guys and then going to a VIP room for private dances where they touched her everywhere, inside and out and where she rubbed and stroked their penises,sometimes to release, had her both tired and horney. She thought of her stepfather having taken her best friend home. She knew they meant her home, not Sally's. There was no noise upstairs so she moved quietly and opened the door to her parents' bedroom and peeked in. Whoever was in the bed was fast asleep.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 17



She went to her room and undressed. She sat on her bed naked, deciding what to do. She remembered having had sex with her step-father and her mother. After that her mom had asked that she no longer have sex with him. But tonight her mom was spending the night with the manager of the strip club, her best friend was in bed with her father and she was sitting here naked and alone.

She decided. She went to her parents' bedroom and went in. Both Sally and her step father were in bed together as she suspected. Sally lay behind him so Sarah carefully slid under the covers in front of him and moved so her body pushed against him. she felt his cock nestle in her but crack and took one arm and placed it over her, the hand at her breast.

Jerry Malone slowly woke in the morning. He knew that one was Sally and assumed the other must be his wife. Without opening his eyes he felt her soft curves and began massaging the soft breasts. He moved his other hand to her thigh and then slowly to her crotch. It all felt like Marlene's body but the pussy was entirely shaven. Marlene had definitely shaved before goinng to the strip club to dance but he was sure she had a small triangle of hair. " Maybe I was mistaken ," he thought and slid a finger into the dampening vagina.

His caresses brought Sarah awake but she just lay with her eyes closed and enjoyed the feeling. As he pushed a finger inside her and then moved it to her clit she hummed quietly in pleasure.

Jerry stopped. The voice, the reaction weren't quite right. He opened his eyes, " Sarah!" He pulled his hands away.

"Hi, Dad. Don't stop." She grasped his hands and pulled them back to her breast and crotch.

He resisted, but only slightly, "God, her body is just like her mother's," he thought. "Sarah, where's your mother.?"

She held his hands tightly against her. "She's fucking the club owner," she said calmly. "Sent me home alone. She'll meet me at the club tonight." She released his hands. He kept them in place as his brain processed the information.

He knew what he wanted. It was obvious what she wanted. He and his step daughter had sex once before and Marlene hadn't exactly disapproved though she had asked that they not do it again. But if she was going to send her horny, younger double home alone what dd she expect? Besides, what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her or them. He sunk his finger into the inviting pussy, rubbed his thumb against the hard nub at the front and moved his body over her, kissing one breast while massaging the other.

That was exactly what she wanted. She felt his hard cock brushing against her thigh and grabbed it, sliding the skin over the hard shaft. She lifted her hips in pleasure. She spread his legs for him. "Use me! Use me any way you want," she thought. 

He debated sinking his head in her pussy, tasting the vaginal juices that were oozing over his fingers. But the proximity of his cock to its target and her hand stroking along its length gave it an irresistable desire to be inside her. He moved his legs between hers and with a her hand giving a very slight adjustment, it was inside! He gasped at the sensation. He reallized he didn't need to forego the pleasure of her taste and moved his damp hand to his nose and then sucked it off. What an amazing salty, almost sweet, musky flavor! He drove his cock deeply home.

The shaking of the bed woke Sally. She opened her eyes and watched as Jerry Malone mercilessly fucked his step-daughter. She watched for a few seconds and gave into an urge. Moving to their legs she watched as his dangling testicles slapped against Sarah's butt with each thrust. She reached out and grabbed them, feeling the huge, egg shaped, jumbo egg sized balls inside.

Jerry Malone hesitated brifly at the sensation of his balls being squeezed, noticed Sally's position, smiled, and went back to work on his step-daughter's pussy. She was writhing and moaning in obvious delight.

Sally amused herself by playing with the pendulous scrotum. It wasn't easy with the way he was driving his hips in and out of Sarah's crotch. She pulled the balls down, there must have been 2 or three inches between his crotch and the balls. She squeezed the skin in her partial fist reducing the skin between his body and balls to a mere quarter inch in diameter. While continuing her hold she pushed his balls tightly into their loose sack. The she fondled the balls, tickling at the scrotum skin wrapped tightly around them. She moved her hands with his thrusts, never disrupting his fucking.

Sarah was not one to suffer orgasms quietly. It began as a squeak that became a squeal and then a scream as her vaginal muscles tightened around her step-father's cock and her body erupted in the ecstatic pulsations of orgasm.

Sally felt the cock drive deeply into Sarah and felt the semen coursing into the shaft as Jerry Malone succumbed to the vagtinal spasms. Pussy juices and semen mingled and then spilled out onto her hand. She licked the combination off watching more of the mixture dribbling out over his balls.

Jerry rolled off his step-daughter and Sally repositioned herself. The three lay side by side, Jerry in the middle as the girls caressed his body and fondled his genitals. He had an arm around each with the hand on a breast.

"Shower," Sarah sang out after a half hour, jumping from the bed and tugging at her step-father's arm. Sally followed them into the shower where the girls scrubbed Jerry. Sally focused on his feet, legs, cock and balls. Sally took his upper body. Then they washed each other, allowing Jerry to do a bit of scrubbing of tits and cunts.

Back in the bedroom the girls laid him on his back and then fucked him again. Sally riding his cock and Sarah with her pussy firmly planted over his face.

As he lay in a state of post-coital bliss Jerry looked at the clock, "Oh my god! I'm late!" he jumped up, did his best to wipe his cum and vagina dampened cock dry and got dressed.

Both girls stayed naked and watched. Before he left he asked them to clean the sheets and re-make the bed.

Sally sent him off with a kiss that said let's do this again sometime, "Bye, Mr. Malone, Had the best time, the very best time!"



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 18



The Fourth of July

Anticipation

Sally couldn't sleep. She looked over at the clock, "3:17" stared back at her in glowing red numbers. The last time she looked it had said "2:53." What an interminable night. She writhed around under the covers and turned on her other side in thought and anticipation.

Her thoughts were filled with only one thing, Kyle Peterson. Tomorrow, no! now at least it was today. TODAY! She smiled. Today she would be going with Kyle -- Kyle Peterson, a widower, and his three kids to celebrate the fourth of July. It had been two weeks since she saw him last and every day she had thought of him. She had thought of him when she and Sarah had fucked that virgin guy whose name she couldn't even remember right now. She'd thought of him when she was sitting at the strip club watching Sarah dance. For God's sake she had even thought of him when she was fucking Sarah's Dad.

What was really weird was that she wasn't thinking of his penis or fucking him! Sally was a nymphomaniac and a phallophile, she was obsessed with fucking guys and with their penises but with Kyle it wasn't his cock or his fucking that filled her mind. Instead she thought of just being in his arms, of talking with him and, strangest of all, of his kids.

The seven year old boy, Jared, who just wanted to do things without being held back by his younger sisters. Sally had provided him the ability to go on water-slides that his father was reluctant to allow him on alone. He liked having someone to take him on the slides or to watch his sisters when he did things with his dad.

The two year old, "Charlette, I'm two, one week ago," just getting her walking legs and using the same self address even though her birthday had been several months ago. Sally didn't know why but "Charli" had taken a real liking to her, going to her even in preference to her namesake grandmother.

And then there was Holly, his precocious five year old. Holly who noticed everything. She had noticed her father's hardening cock, and worried that it was "swollen". She had spilled everything about Sally and Kyle's sleeping together to her grandmother. She smiled as she replayed Holly's voice in her mind, "Daddy let her sleep in his bed with him 'cause he's so nice. She didn't have any pajamas and had to sleep naked."

"3:34" the clock said. Kyle was picking her up here, at her house. Her parents had ultimately accepted that she was having sex with guys in high school but were now having trouble with the fact that she was having sex with older men. Her dad kept bringing up the fact that Kyle was twice as old as she was. She corrected him, "Not quite," (Kyle was 35, she 18) knowing it was a distinction without a difference. Kyle had met her parents but it was awkward. Her dad definitely liked him, but had trouble accepting him as his daughter's lover. She knew he'd have the kids along this time. "I wonder how that will go?" she said aloud to herself.

"3:57." She thought of her best friend, Sarah, and her constant reminder, "They're not your kids." Was she getting too serious about Kyle. Was there any validity in Kyle's mother's concerns about the kids getting attached to her and then her leaving. She knew that she would be leaving for Stanford. No way she would be marrying Kyle. Certainly not now, probably not ever. She liked the kids and didn't want to hurt them. She mentally reviewed the trio once more.

"4:20." Would this night ever end? and the morning come, bringing Kyle with it? Kyle, god it was wonderful being in his arms, he seemed so caring and soft and loving. And she did like his three kids, Jared, seven, Charlette, two, and then there was Holly the precocious five year old ...

Finally, dawn began to break and the first glimmers of daylight filtered through the window. Sally was relieved at this first hint that the night was over. But she was tired from lack of sleep. Now she worried that she'd fall asleep during the day. Maybe she'd be too tired for sex with Kyle tonight.

Finally, she began to think of sex with Kyle. She cupped her hands over her breasts and imagined they were Kyle's hands. She gently caressed her nipples and felt them harden and enlarge imagining that it was Kyle caressing them. She moved her hands over her abdomen and along her sides. She massaged her thighs and her butt. Then she moved her hand to her crotch and squeezed and rubbed her labia, all the time imagining it was Kyle.

Then she began rubbing her clit with one hand and inserting the fingers of her other hand into her vagina. She tried imagining that Kyle was fucking her but that was impossible. Her fingers were a poor substitute for an actual cock. And, if Kyle were actually fucking her his arms would be around her, hands touching her body, and his lips would be kissing her everywhere and especially on her lips with his tongue exploring her mouth and her tongue exploring his. There was no way she could imagine that effectively. It had to be Kyle. She could have continued masturbating and brought herself off but she wanted Kyle. There was no substitute.





Preparation

"5:00", ... "6:00" She felt like getting up but knew it would be just as bad , if not worse, sitting up and waiting for him to ring the doorbell.

"7:00" ... "7:47" She heard her mother moving around.

She got up, took off her pajamas and wandered naked and absent-minded to the bathroom. She showered and dried off, doing her best to get her hair under control. She picked up the packet of birth control pills and took one. Only two had been used. Just the other day she had reached the inactive pills in the packet for the previous month. No way was she going to let Aunt Flow interfere with her weekend with Kyle so she had just started a new packet. No period for three more weeks!

She walked into the hallway to return to her room.

Her mother was coming out of her bedroom, "Sally!"

"What Mom?"

"Sally, please don't be running around naked. At least cover yourself with a towel."

"Oh, Mom."

"Sally, what if your father or brother came out while you're walking around in the altogether."

"Oh, Mom, so what?"

Her mother shrugged in exasperation. "just be covered up when you're walking around the house!"

As her mother went downstairs Sally slowly sauntered to her room hoping her 14 year old brother might come out and get an eyeful. She'd love to see the expression on his face. As luck would have it, she got to her room without incident.

She selected her most conservative bathing suit for the water-park -- a blue one piece. It was somewhat form fitting, though she had little form and any suit that wasn't baggy on her tended to ride up at her crotch making her ample labia obvious. At least this one didn't make a camel-toe. It was also flat across her chest like it was intended for a pre-pubescent girl. So it fit her well and it showed off her huge nipples if they hardened.

She pulled on a plain white T and denim shorts for the drive to the water-park.

Then she threw a couple changes of clothes and a pair of pajamas she hoped not to wear into her sports bag. She grabbed a pair of jeans, another T, a light jacket, and a pair of sneakers to wear after the water-park.

She remembered to grab some underwear and toiletries and threw them into the sports bag. Then she went downstairs. Her mother had cooked some oatmeal and Sally made herself a couple of slices of toast.

The simple breakfast took no time at all so she went upstairs to her bedroom, sat on her bed and waited. ... And waited. ... And waited. ...

The doorbell rang and she listened before zipping her bag closed and lifting it to head downstairs.





Arrival

Sally's mother answered the door and a familiar voice asked, "Are you Sally's mommy?"

"Yes I am. You must be Holly."

"Yes I am." the voice imitated Sally's mother's phrasing. "This is my daddy."

"We've met. Hello, Kyle. Your daughter is as adorable as Sally said."

"She's definitely a character," Kyle answered.

Holly interrupted with what had been uppermost on her mind since they had left home, "Can Sally sleep over at our house tonight?"

Sally's mother was briefly taken aback by the question. Kyle blushed.

Sally's mother answered, "It's not really up to me."

Holly knew how play dates and sleepovers worked, "It's okay with my daddy. Isn't it, Daddy?"

Still blushing and now very embarrassed, Kyle mumbled, "Yes, yes it is."

"Okay?" Holly asked, seeking confirmation. "we'll have lot's of fun."

Sally's mother repeated, "It's not really up to me."

Holly decided there could be only one other person who would be in charge of Sally's sleepovers, "Is Sally's daddy home?"

Upstairs Sally was listening with interest and amusement. She zipped her sports bag closed. The discussion of a sleepover had her excited and she pushed a hand into her shorts to rub her genitalia.

"Hello, Kyle," she heard her father say.

"Are you Sally's daddy?" Holly interrupted.

"Yes, I am. And who might you be?"

Kyle stepped in with introductions, "This is my daughter Holly, and these are Jared and Charlette."

Charli saw her chance to participate, "I'm two, just last week."

Holly wasn't going to let the conversation drift away from the more important item of discussion, "Can Sally sleep over at our house tonight? Daddy will let her sleep with him, won't you, Daddy?" She misinterpreted the silence, "It's a real comfortable bed, and big. It's king sized!"

Sally's father overcame what were to him disturbing visual images, "That's up to Sally."

Sally picked up her bag and headed downstairs where Holly was proclaiming her joy, "Goody, goody, goody. Did you hear that, Jared? Did you Charli? Daddy? Sally can sleep over!"

The adults were looking at each other in silence as Sally appeared on the landing.

"Sally!" Holly exclaimed and ran up the stairs to hug Sally on the legs since she was standing on a lower step. "Your daddy says you can sleepover at our house tonight!"

Sally!" Charli greeted her with enthusiasm as she continued down the stairs.

"Hi, Sally," Jared said with a smile.

Kyle had an even bigger smile. Sally went right up to him and planted a big, erotically charged kiss on his lips. She turned to her parents. "'bye Mom and Dad. I'll be back Monday."

Charli had her arms out, Sally picked her up in a big hug and carried her to the car.

"I thought taking the kids along would help," Kyle said. "But thanks to this little urchin ..." He playfully and affectionately tweaked Holly's nose.

"What did I do, Daddy?" Holly asked in pure innocence.

Taken aback that she thought he was disciplining her, Kyle answered, "Nothing, sweetie, you didn't do anything."

Sensing the young girl's continued confusion, Sally attempted an explanation. "My mom and dad weren't comfortable talking with you about me sleeping over."

"Oh, I guess I should have let Daddy ask."

"Yes, I'd already told them," Sally told her. "It was taken care of."

"Oh," but upon reflection the young girl asked, "Why were they un-com-for-ta-ble?"

Sally considered her answer, "I guess they really didn't want me to sleepover, but it had already been arranged and they knew how much I wanted to."

Jared was tired of that discussion. "Are you going on the waterslides with me, Sally?"

"Maybe this time I'll let your father go on the waterslides with you while I watch the girls."





Waterpark

At the water-park Sally was briefly embarrassed when she removed her shorts. There was a dark dampness at her crotch left by her masturbation while thinking about spending the night with Kyle. She quickly jumped into a nearby shower to get her entire suit wet.

She spent most of the time running through fountains and standing under waterfalls with the girls in the small children's play area.

Kyle spent most of his time with Jared riding all the waterslides. There were long lines at all the slides and Kyle had a chance to talk to his son about things that never came up.with the girls around all the time.

When they came back to the girls Kyle was enthralled by the young woman frolicking with his daughters. "But," he thought, "could she have picked a less flattering bathing suit?" Unlike the bikini she had worn the first time they met this one fully emphasized her lack of physical assets. However, the way his daughters admired her and the way she so freely gave herself up to their play caused his heart to skip a beat.

When they ate lunch Kyle couldn't help but notice hardened nipples pushing at the fabric. She paused to adjust her suit and her adjustments brought Kyle's attention to the large, soft bulge of her labia in the gap between her thighs. Kyle's cock enlarged in response. And, as she chatted with his children about childish trivia he became lost in her large, shining, brown eyes.

After lunch Sally and Jared spent time together in the wave pool attempting to body surf and sometimes succeeding. Kyle and the girls spent the time at the kiddie wave pool with its 6 inch waves. Kyle watched his son with the slim young woman. They were joking and laughing, gesticulating in some kind of play acting. They'd high five when one of them caught a wave and rode it for more than five feet. God, he wanted to hold her and kiss her.

They finished the day with all of them watching Jared body boarding on the standing wave machine. Sally led the group in cheering him on. The day was an unusual one for Sally. In her early teens she had spent a lot of time at the water-park but the fun had been in underwater sexual exploration and experimentation, checking out boys and hooking up. There was a creek running beside the park with lots of brush providing hidden spots for making out. Today she had just enjoyed herself with the three kids. She hadn't paid any attention to the guys in the park. For that matter she hadn't even paid much attention to Kyle.

When it was time to leave Sally took the two girls into the ladies changing room.

"Daddy always took us to the other room, the one for boys," Holly proclaimed. Sally knew that he had no other choice.

"Boys have penises, you know," Holly continued. "Daddy told us not to look but I peeked. Penises are funny."

"Funny penises," Charli chimed in.

A nearby thirteen or fourteen year old overheard and giggled in embarrassment as Sally tried to quiet the conversation.

Holly responded to her attempts by continuing the conversation, "Don't you think so, Sally?"

"Yes, I do." Sally whispered in desperation.

Holly whispered back, "The ladies here have hair like you do." She was referring to pubic hair. Sally's had fascinated her.

"Yes, they do."

"Except her." Holly pointed to a young woman who had shaved her pubes.

"Please don't point," Sally requested.

Sally breathed a sigh of relief once all three of them were dry and dressed and out of the dressing room.Kyle and Jared were waiting for them.

"Holly's quite the talker," Sally said, quietly, to Kyle. She continued as Kyle smiled knowingly, "She must have been quite an embarrassment when you changed in the men's dressing room."

Kyle responded with a questioning grunt.

"You know, when she starts talking about penises. It was embarrassing enough in the women's. What did you do?"

"She never ..." Kyle looked down at the innocent 5 years old.

Despite the fact that Sally had almost been whispering Holly caught enough to know it was about her and knew what she had done wrong. At her father's accusing glance she could only confess. "I peeked. Daddy. I peeked. I know you didn't want me to, but I peeked anyway."

As Kyle's glance turned to a smile, she continued in an attempt at reconciliation, "And penises are funny, daddy, aren't they? And test tickles too. They even have a funny name."

Kyle knew she had seen things. She knew the names for men's parts from his response to questions she had raised after their first visit to the waterpark. His accusing glance changed to a smile. "She never said a thing in the men's dressing room," he said to Sally.

"'Cause I knew you didn't want me to peek," the tiny voice explained. Then as they got in the car, "Why do boy have penises anyway? ... and test tickles?"

Jared was frequently frustrated by the attention Holly got with her rambling and stepped up with his answer based on bits and pieces he had picked up from his father, mother and at school. "It's to plant a baby seed inside mommies."

"Oh sure," his sister replied.

"A daddy sticks his penis inside a mommies tummy and plants a seed that grows into a baby."

"Where's it go in?" was asked, followed by a tongue sticking out.

Jared was now guessing but he thought he knew based on some schoolyard statements, "It goes in the vagina." He stuck his tongue out to emphasize the supposed truth of the reply.

"If the baby grows inside how's it get out?"

Emboldened by the fact that neither his father nor Sally had corrected anything he said, he forged on, "Remember when Mommy's tummy got really big?"

"No" was the reply. Holly had only been three at the time.

"Well it did and she went to the hospital and they took Charli out of her tummy."

"They cut her open?"

Kyle decided it was necessary to intervene, "No they didn't cut her open."

Charli had been sitting in her car seat, her eyes growing wider as the conversation progressed. "How get out?"

Sally decided she could offer a comment, "When the baby is ready to come out the mommy pushes her out through her vagina."

That seemed to satisfy everyone but Holly still had an open question, "What are the test tickles for?"

Jared had no answer and Holly stuck her tongue way out at him.

Sally looked over at Kyle, who raised his eyebrows to indicate she was welcome to attempt an explanation. "They hold the seeds," was her semi-considered reply.

Jared thought about the answer and considered his own grape sized balls, "They're big." he commented thinking about those coming out through his penis.

"What are big?" Sally asked.

"The seeds."

"No they're really tiny."

"But I can feel that I have big ones inside."

Sally laughed, "Those aren't the seeds. The seeds are inside those and so tiny you can't see them.

Everyone seemed satisfied at that and conversation changed to reflections on the waterpark and expectations for the City Park Independence Day celebration.





City Park

The celebration was well underway when they arrived: bands, food, lots of people, and later, fireworks.

Kyle's mother was there and all three kids ran to her, shouting, "Gramma!"

As Sally came up she said, "Hello, Mrs. Peterson."

The older woman responded, smiling, "You must be Sally," and embraced her. "I've heard a lot about you from my grandchildren, from Kyle, and, of course, Charlotte.

Sally pulled back, "Oh!" Charlotte was Kyle's mother, the children's other grandmother. They had met when Sally had spent the night with Kyle. Charlotte clearly disapproved of Sally.

"Don't worry. I don't let that old biddy form my opinions." A smile spread over her face. "Besides my grand children adore you and my son is entranced."

"And you ...?" Sally asked with trepidation.

"We've just met, dear. Just be yourself and I'm sure I'll fall under your spell too." She paused, "however ..." she said hesitantly.

Sally felt like she was being judged, "However?"

"don't be concerned. It's just that you're so young. Younger even than Charlotte depicted."

"I'm 18," Sally said, not sure if that was a defense or an admission of guilt.

The older woman sensed the discomfort and gave Sally another hug, "Don't worry, just be yourself, Kyle and my grandchildren's opinions are enough for me. I really meant to say 'you look so young'."




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 18



"Thank you," Sally returned the hug.

Kyle's mother had made delicious, crispy fried chicken and potato salad for dinner. They bought drinks at a booth and then waited for it to get dark. The band played, Kyle and Jared tossed a Frisbee, the girls played tag and drew pictures.

It got dark and chilly. They wrapped themselves in blankets to watch the fireworks, "ooooing" and "ahhhing" throughout. After the grand finale they picked themselves up, packed up the remaining dinner and the blankets and made their way to the car with the hoard.





Back at home

They arrived at Kyle's home after a long, slow drive away from the park. The kids were asleep and Kyle's mother had also driven there. "I'm staying overnight to watch the kids so you two can sleep in."

Kyle carried Jared, his mother carried Charlette and Sally carried Holly into the house. After the kids were tucked in Kyle's mother disappeared into the guest bedroom. Kyle and Sally collapsed onto the family room couch.

Sally leaned against him and he put his arms around her, "What a wonderful day."

He agreed, "And this is a wonderful way to end it."

"Holly sure is uninhibited."

"Yes she is. Was she really talking about penises in the dressing room?"

"She sure was," Sally smiled. "And not quietly either. It was obvious that some of the young girls were very embarrassed by it."

"I'm sorry, I had no idea."

"Don't be. You've done a good job educating them. Holly knows the proper names for things."

"Holly knows because I had to satisfy her curiosity. The first time we went to the water park and I decided I had to take her into the men's dressing room she was 'what's that thing daddy? Why's that man have those things between his legs?' "

"So you do know what it's like," Sally laughed.

"I took her outside immediately and I had a long talk with her about men's privates and not looking."

"And Jared seems to have a good grasp of things."

"I don't know where he came by all that. I've never had 'the talk' with him and so far as I know there hasn't been any significant sex education in his school."

"Well, some clearly came from when Jill was pregnant. And you get a lot from other kids."

"How do the other kids know?"

"How did you find out?" Sally asked rhetorically. "Some have parents who tell them everything early. Some get it from older brothers and sisters. I knew pretty much everything when I wasn't much older than Jared."

"Oh?"

Sally sense Kyle wanted more. "When I was young my next door neighbor and best friend, Warren, had a tree house. We would go up there and sometimes undress and explore each other. My mother found out and bought me a book about sex for young girls. Warren and I would sit in the tree house naked, reading the book and checking out what it said. We even brought other boys and girls up and ... well you get the picture."

"You had sex that young?"

"Warren and the other boys were too young to get hard. But he and others did stimulate me with their fingers. I found the part of the book about hard penises and vaginal sex hard to understand. But when I was 11 Warren had an older cousin visiting who came up to participate and got a raging hard-on. I made him lie down and I sat on it. That was my first time."

Sally fell asleep in his arms realizing that the wonderful time she had with Kyle and his kids and the way he treated her outside of the bedroom were the reasons she felt he made love to her. It had nothing to do with any bedroom technique. She thought of Warren's cousin and all the guys she had fucked in school and so far over the summer. "He's the only guy I've had sex with who I've spent any time getting to know," she realized.

Kyle moved, startling her awake. "Sorry, but my arm's starting to ache."

Sally moved away. "Maybe we should go to bed anyway. My back is starting to complain."

The two of them got up wearily and headed for the stairs.

"Oh damn!" Sally exclaimed, "I left my overnight bag in the car."

"I can get it," Kyle offered.

"No, leave it. I can do without until tomorrow. Unless you object to me being naked in bed."

"Not at all. Unless you object to me being naked too."

"You do realize what two naked bodies in bed together can lead to?"

"Looking forward to it!"

This kind of talk had aroused Kyle and his penis. He felt very much awake and ready.

They entered the bedroom and Sally removed her blouse and tank top. She never wore a bra, having no need for support. Kyle unbuttoned, unzipped and pulled down her jeans taking her panties with them.

She sat back on the bed, naked from head to ankles. "Shoes," she mumbled sleepily. He knelt at her feet and removed them. She wiggled her feet out of her pants and turned over to lay face down on the bed.

Kyle quickly shed his clothes and lay down on top of her, his stiff cock in her butt crack.

"Mmmmm," she moaned. "Fuck me if you want. But don't expect any help from me. I'm too tired."

That deflated Kyle's arousal and he realized that he was really tired too. He rolled off her, turned off the light and managed to pull the sheets over the two of them. They fell asleep, his hand on her buttocks.





Morning

Sally became aware that the room was filled with light. She opened her eyes to curtains glowing with sunlight. Kyle was asleep beside her. She was filled with amazement. She'd spent all day and night with this guy, a guy she had an intense sexual desire for. And they hadn't had sex. That had never happened before!

The oversight needed to be corrected. She began running her hand lightly over his body. He stirred and she moved her hand to his chest and began gently pulling at his abundant chest hairs. He opened his eyes and turned to look at her.

As soon as she saw his eyes open she smiled and brushed her lips against his. He wasn't satisfied with that and pushed his lips against hers. She spread her lips slightly and his tongue entered her mouth.

As the two of them played tongue tag Sally made a decision. Usually she liked to be in control of the sexual activity. But Kyle was so different, so special. She pictured him with his kids: talking happily with Jared, playing energetically with Holly, holding Charli so lovingly. She knew what sex with him was like: truly he made love to her. No one else did that, no-one.

She pulled away from the kiss and lay on her back. She flung the bed covers off to show her naked body. "Ravish me! Have your way with me. Do what you will with me. Take me." She ended with a gentle, heart-felt plea, "make love to me." She spread her arms and legs and waited for him.

When she pulled away, Kyle was surprised. But then she showed herself and offered herself to him. He looked at the slim, flat, naked body with its smooth pink skin, the huge erect nipples over half an inch long, the small soft pillows between the thighs with the thin, pink butterfly wings peeking out. His already stiffening cock became fully engorged.

He looked into her inviting golden brown eyes. Was that a tear? He kissed it away and began to honor her request.

He began by kissing her entire body, starting at the eyes, the ears, the cheeks, all around the neck. Then her shoulders and down each arm, both hands, ten fingers. he kissed and licked around each of her small, fleshy pads of breasts and spent over minute sucking, kissing and licking each large nipple, feeling the hardened flesh in his mouth.

Sally resisted the urge to wriggle in pleasure, but she didn't resist the urge to put her arms around him. She gently massaged his back as a show of appreciation. As he moved away from her breasts he put one leg between hers and she felt his cock brush against her leg.

He felt a tingle as his penis touched her and paused in his kissing. He knew how much she liked cock. He moved up and stroked his organ at her head, moving it quickly across her face and lips. Down her body he moved, making sure he swung the organ several times against her nipples.

Sally saw the seven and a half inch fleshy rod come to her face and made an unsuccessful attempt to get it in her mouth. She succeeded in giving it a lick as it went by. She wiggled her body to increase the delightful sensations it stroked her nipples. Then she closed her eyes as it descended along her abdomen to her crotch. Wishing it into her cavity.

But that was not to be, not yet. Kyle moved it up and down along the slit between her soft, fleshy labia and then resumed his kissing where he had left off. He kissed down to her legs and then, to Sally's frustration, kissed down each leg to the feet. When he had kissed each of her ten toes he stopped.

Sally opened her eyes. He was kneeling between her legs, smiling and admiring her body. He reached up and placed a hand at each breast. He began rolling the nipples between his thumb and fore-finger. Then he dove at her crotch.

He lapped at the fleshy labia and then sucked them both into his mouth, licking at her thin minor labia. He separated them with his tongue, tasting her sweet saltiness.

He kept licking up and down and around. Sally swung her body back and forth as the pleasure increased. Shocks like mini orgasms radiated into her body. She lifted her legs, curling her toes. "The clit, you fool, the clit," she intoned silently. "God why doesn't he move to my clit," she thought. She grabbed his head by the hair and attempted to get his nose, at least, to hit the release button. Toe curling feelings of almost-orgasm had her shaking as she resisted the urge to scream, "the clit!" at him.

He was fully aware of her feelings. How could he not be with all the squirming and writhing. He suspected her frustration as she manipulated his head in an attempt to get some part of it against her swollen pleasure button. He could see it gleaming reddish at the upper end of the slit where he was licking.

"It has to be done sometime," he thought and moved his hands from her breast, along her abdomen to her crotch. He used his fingers to spread her labia fully exposing the hard, red nub. He moved his tongue to it and licked at it, hard and rapidly.

Sally exploded! He was almost thrown off her as her hips bucked up. His head was thrown away from her and he grabbed her hips, moved back to her clit and hung on like a rodeo cowboy as she bucked and twisted and let out a series of long, loud screams.





Downstairs

Downstairs, Kyle's mother was getting breakfast and working to keep the kids from disturbing Kyle and Sally. At the first scream, Holly said, "That's Sally." Charli had a concerned look, "Sally!" Jared moved to run upstairs, "She's hurt!" Their grandmother knew the difference between screams of pleasure and screams of pain, "Jared, stay here! Sally's fine."

"Are you sure?" the young boy asked.

"Yes, I'm sure," his grandmother assured him, "and your father will take care of her." She smiled at the double meaning. She was happy that Kyle had found someone to take his mind off Jill. She was very happy that the kids liked her. But she was concerned about her youth and the certainty that she'd be out of their lives sometime as she matured.

Holly was assuring Jared, "Sally told me sometimes girls do that when they're having fun."

"Why would she tell you that?" Jared challenged his younger sister.

"'cuz I heard her do it when she was here before."

"Well I didn't and I was here too."

"You were asleep," she stuck her tongue out at him.

"If she's having so much fun why don't they have us there too?"

"'cuz it's only for Daddy and her!" the tongue came out again.

Jared appealed to a higher authority, "Granny?"

"Your sister is right, Jared." The young girl's tongue stuck out at him as far as it could.

"What are they doing, then?" he asked the world in general.

"Sally said I'd understand when I'm older," was Holly's reply.

Jared was old enough to know what that meant. He turned to his grandmother, "sex?" he asked quietly. His grandmother nodded. He smiled at his sister. He knew something she didn't. Remembering the previous day's discussion he asked, "Is Daddy planting a baby seed in her?"

She felt a "No" was the safest answer, though a yes was probably more appropriate.

The finality of her tone made Jared file his further questions away for the future.

Upstairs Sally had felt like she had blacked out. Bright dots had sparkled in her retina as almost unbearable ecstasy consumed her. Now she found herself thinking, "no more, no more!" as Kyle continued to lick away at her clit while holding onto her wildly thrashing body.

Her orgasm had him excited and aroused beyond comfort. His cock ached. He needed relief. He rose onto his knees, moved to her crotch and quickly drove his hardness into her softness.

The suddenness of it surprised Sally. The unbearable stimulation was no longer at her clit but the penetration by his one and a half inch thick organ brought her off again, though not so intensely. "Aaaah!" she declared as her vagina rippled over his hard flesh.

Kyle had barely gotten himself inside hr when he was quickly massaged to climax. He jerked and thrust in harder to the pleasant relief of semen surging into her soft cavity.

They laid with their bodies intertwined, their hands caressing each other and their lips meeting tenderly for almost an hour.

They showered together, each making sure the other's genitals were thoroughly clean, dressed and went downstairs.

Cries of "Daddy! Sally!" greeted them.

"I gather you had a pleasant morning," Kyle's mother said with a smile.

She drew Sally aside, "You might try to keep it down a bit. It makes for some awkwardness with the children when they hear you."

Sally responded with a smile, "Tell your son to stop bringing me to a state of ultimate arousal."

Kyle's mother made a questioning face.

"You're right I don't want that," Sally answered the unspoken assertion.

"WE don't want that," Granny responded, hugging her.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 19



Amateur Night

"Next Tuesday is amateur night at the club, You ought to come and enter the contest. It'll be a kick. You'll like it." Sarah Malone was talking to her best friend, Sally. Sarah had been stripping at Pete's Pleasure Palace for a couple of weeks. Both girls were nymphomanics and exhibitionists.

"I don't know." Sally was skinny with almost no breasts and, she knew, a less than beautiful face with a large nose. She had no problem undressing in front of guys she was going to fuck. They didn't care what she looked like as long as she had an available vagina. "What's in it for me?"

"Getting naked in front of several dozen guys. The place is packed on amateur night. You'll be a hit. Prize is $1000."

"Oh come on, Sarah, I've got no figure. No way I'll win."

"Most of the entrants are cows, you'll be a hit. And you'll love having all those guys staring at your body. You know you will. It's a real thrill."

"Maybe just to see what it's like," Sally resigned herself. It did sound like it might be stimulating and Sarah was not likely to let the subject drop.

"Here I'll show you some moves. The more you show yourself, the more likely you'll win. A lot of the girls can't even get their tops off once they're on stage and see all the guys looking lustfully at them. But I know you, the more the guys stare, the more you'll show."

Pete's

The day came and the place was packed. There were 10 entants in the amateur night contest. Looking at the women seated in the club, Sally suspected that a couple weren't amateurs at all but strippers from another club.

The contest began. An announcer came out onto the stage and introduced each amateur dancer who then danced for three minutes. The guys were whistling and calling out for clothes to be removed.

The first girl was a bit on the chubby side and quickly stripped to nothing before walking around the stage showing herself and stroking her shaved slit.

The second girl was also a bit on the heavy side. She managed to get her bra off her substantial breasts but then hesitated at removing her panties. As the guys shouted for their removal the most she managed was to pull the waist band down enough to reveal a hairy bush for a few seconds.

The third was one of the women Sally thought was a stripper. She acted like one on stage too, dancing to the music, swinging around the pole and removing her clothing slowly, becoming completely nude for the last half minute or so and lying on the stage pulling her pussy lips open for vaginal inspection.

Sally was scheduled fifth and the woman before her was going to be hard to follow. Sally thought she was the sure winner. A tall redhead with substantial breasts and a great figure. She swayed gently to the music and removed her clothing while acting completely shy about removing her bra and hesitating to remove her panties. Sally wasn't sure whether it was an act or she was actually hesitant but the effect was very erogenous. Topless, the beauty exposed pink aureoles with similar colored nipples that contrasted only slightly with her pale skin. The guys stopped yelling as they hung on her every movement, waiting for her to drop the final item of clothing. She finally pulled her panties slowly over her perfect hips and allowed them to drop to the floor. She shyly stepped out of them, covering her genitals with her hands. Then she let her hands fly away from her body as she rotated to the music and exposed herself and her neatly trimmed fire crotch to an enthusiastically appreciative audience.

The winner would be determined by the amount of cash tips and there were dozens of bills in various denominations scattered on the stage. After picking up the cash, the redhead left the stage naked, just picking up her clothes and making no attempt to cover herself as she walked through the crowd collecting more tips from those who weren't near the stage.

Sally's Dance

Sally approached the stage with trepidation. She wore a plain, white, front button blouse, a plaid, pleated schoolgirl skirt, knee high stockings and a pair of saddle loafers. She clutched a notebook and schoolbook to her chest. She and Sarah had come up with the idea that she would portray a schoolgirl coming home and undressing. To look bookish she wore a pair of clear, black rimmed spectacles and had her hair up. She took heart as whistles of appreciation greeted her appearance on stage. She pranced around the stage once before laying her notebook and book in the center of the stage, leaning over so those in some of the front row seats could see up her dress. She was wearing a pair of very sheer panties the crotch of which was already wet from watching the other women perform.

Then she danced around the stage as she unbuttoned and removed her blouse. Underneath she wore a sheer tube top, more like a six inch wide, see through, elastic band. Since she had almost no breasts she had chosen that instead of a bra to show off her dark aureoles and large nipples. She folded the blouse and placed it on the book, exposing her see through crotch to another set of observers. Cheers greeted every removal of an item of clothing and loud clapping erupted behind her when she bent over. She was fully energized and danced as she played the role to the hilt.

Then she unzipped her skirt twirling to the music and allowing the skirt to fall to her feet. She kicked the skirt into the air, caught it and then bent over to place it neatly in the center of the stage. Now everyone behind her could clearly see her large labia enclosed by the rapidly dampening sheer cloth. Cheers erupted from behind as she bent over and from the front as she stood, exposing her slit and neatly trimmed patch of hair to those in front. She absentmindedly pulled up on the panty waistband, lodging the crotch tighly into the slit. Her labia slipped out to each side.

Gaily turning to the music she pulled down on her thin tube top, pullling it to her waist and exposing her small breasts with their fully erect, half inch long nipples. Again, cheers as she turned, showing the small breasts and huge nipples to all in attendance. She was sure no one was paying attention to her face.

The next part of her routine was to sit on the stage with her legs spread wide as she removed one shoe and then the other. After removing each shoe she placed it carefully on the pile of clothes in the middle of the stage and while doing so repositioned herself so a different section of the audience saw her partially exposed vulva. After her shoes came her socks and as she stood and began prancing around the stage shouts of, "pussy! pussy! pussy!" rose from the assembled men.

She put her fingers on the top edge of the elastic tube at her waist and began pulling it down. As she passed the waistband of her panties she grabbed that too and pulled them both together. To the audience it appeared that she was just pulling the tube top down and off but when her hands came all the way down exposing her completely, a loud cheer came. She allowed the panties and tube top to fall to her feet and bent over to pick them up. She slowly carried them around the edge of the stage, twirling them over her head and moving to the music and finally placed them neatly in the center of the stage.

Then she gave herself over to the music, prancing and dancing around the edge of the stage with her arms free and giving everyone a full look at her skinny, naked body. She used her entrancing brown eyes to full effect, looking longingly with a "Fuck me" expression at every face in the audience. The music ended to loud cheers and she picked up the pile of clothes and went around the stage picking up the cash, mostly ones, a few fives and even a twenty. "Top that," she thought as she left the stage naked. As she walked around collecting more tips there were frequent slaps on her behind. She stroked the ocassional face and allowed a few hands to feel her hard nipples. One guy offered a twenty and she pulled his hand to her crotch and pushed it against her genitals. A few others noticed the action and she collected over a hundred dollars in twenties in exchange for a feel.

High School Buddy

Before she began dancing Sally had noticed a group of three guys sitting at a table away from the stage who seemed to be looking at her. She observed them while trying not to allow them to notice her glances. They were definitely looking at her. They'd look over and then put their heads together as if whispering about her. Once she was sure she caught one of them pointing in her direction.

As she came to the stage she had looked more closely at them, It was dark in the room and even darker where the table was but she immediately knew why they were paying attention to her. On the left was Derek, a member of her high school math club and one of her school fuck buddies. His back had been to her when she was seated. As their eyes met, he raised his right hand slightly in a wave of recognition. She winked back as she went on the stage for her routine.

After collecting her tips she went behind the bar to deposit the tips for counting and put her clothes on. She came from behind the bar in her schoolgirl outfit with the blouse tied in front rather than buttoned, exposing her waist. She turned the top of the skirt down so it was extremely short.

She walked directly to Derek, barely recognizing the gestures of invitation to sit with other guys who were there. Derek was one of the better looking guys in the math club though he struggled to keep his hair from lookinng like Side-show Bob's. Only 5-7 he was also muscular, unusual among Sally's high school friends, most of whom spent their time studying rather than working out. On the way over she reflected on his thick, average length cock and fantisized about having it inside her.

"What are you doing here?" he asked as she came to the table.

"Jeez, I thought you were smart," was her reply as she grabbed a chair and sat, "I'm dancing in the amateur night contest. I could ask you the same question."

"I mean, why are you dancing in the contest?"

"Really none of your business," Sally shot back playfully. Banter like this was par for the course with her high school crowd.

"Didn't think it was your style."

"Oh, let's see I got naked for you, what, a dozen times? Seen you naked as many. Fucked your brains out a similar number of times. Got naked in front of the entire debate team at the hotel, let any guy who wanted feel me up if they'd show me theirs. Fucked most of the other guys in the math club, and you don't think this is my style?"

His friends sat with their mouths open at her bluntness and the revelations. They had thought Derek was just yanking their chain as he told them about fucking Sally when he had spotted her.

"You never answered my, question, What are you doing here?" he asked. "Doesn't seem like your style."

"I'm here with a friend, Sarah Malone, she was one of the school cheerleaders."

"I didn't know you hung out with cheerleaders."

"She's been a good friend since before high school but we didn't spend a lot of time together at school."

"Where is she?"

"In back with one of the dancers, another cheerleader from school."

"Two of the dancers here were cheerleaders at our school?"

"Yeah, Sarah and Maylee Davis."

"Is Sarah the cute short one with big bazzooms?" He held his hands to his chest as if he was holding a couple of cantaloupes. The other guys laughed.

"Yeah that's her," Sally admitted with a look of disgust at his phrasing and gesture. "She dances here as Astrid."

"I thought she looked familiar."

"She's the one with the hot mama that dances here too?" one of the other guys, a middle aged Hispanic with a slight accent, asked.

"Yes," Sally answered, "Valkyrie."

"I'd like some of that MILF," the Hispanic responded.

Derek ignored the interchange, "Who's the other?"

"Maylee, Maylee Davis," Sally responded.

"Don't remember any Maylee."

"I didn't remember her either. Sarah said she was head cheerleader a year ahead of us. Dances as Desiree."

"Desiree," the three other guys at the table repeated, symbolically and literally licking their lips.

Sarah decided she had enough of talking about other women. "You haven't answered my question. What are you doing? Who are your friends?"

"Guys from work." He introduced them as Ryan, a big guy, mid twenties, with muscular arms and a big gut, Jay, over thirty, maybe fourty, a thin, wirey guy, and Ramone, the Hispanic.

"Why do you sit way back here?"

"We don't have much money for the dancers and we don't get bothered as much for tips back here."

Sally remembered that his father owned a construction company and was pretty sure that's where he went to work after graduation. "Oh, come on, you could afford to tip, your dad owns the company."

"I only get what the rest of the employees get. My dad will pay for school and I'll have a fast track to the top but right now, financially, I'm a regular laborer."

Finalists

During their discussion the amateur contest had concluded and the announcer went on stage. "Attention! Attention! I have the results of the first round. The top three ladies will now compete for the final prize. They are ..." He paused for effect.

"You'll be one for sure," Derek said. Sally wasn't so certain.

"Dancer number four, 'Firebrand'!" That was the redhead that Sally felt was the sure winner.

"Dancer number five, 'Innocence'!" Sally was shocked. That was her! The guys slapped her back and high fived.

In the excitement she didn't even hear the announcement of the other dancer.

The guys pushed her up as the announcer asked the finalists to come to the stage. Sally noticed the third was one of the women she suspected of being a stripper from another club. Well built, definitely enhanced breasts and an exotic Asian/Hispanic face. 

"Okay, ladies, in an hour you'll have a chance to add to your tip total. I'll tell you that less than $50 separates you. First, though we return to our regular dancers. Guys, you can't get those private dances from our amateurs but our regular dancers are available for your pleasure.

Sally went back to Derek and his friends. Sarah came over with Maylee. Sally introduced them to the guys and Sarah congratulated her. "Isn't this as much fun as I said?" she asked. Sarah agreed.

"That was an inspired routine," Maylee commented. "You should be thinking about something different for your encore. Most of the contestants usually just repeat the same thing but having a different routine is a winner." Then she added, "You ought to get out among the voters." She pointed to the other two finalists who were walking around chatting up different guys. "They'll tip more for a girl they think they have even a fleeting relationship with."

Lily, another dancer who had met Sally when she and Sarah were checking out the club had come by and was listening in. "And a little contact doesn't hurt," she suggested, whispering, "your hand on their crotch, letting them touch you. But, be careful, don't let the bouncers see you doing too much. They'll ignore incidental contact."

Sally took the advice and began touring the room starting with the guys who had passed her a 20 for a feel. She loved feeling the hardened cocks, even if it was through the fabric of their slacks. The only difficult part was getting away. The guys wanted her to hang around and continue to stroke them and allow them to stroke her. She developed a line, "I need to see someone else. Loved spending time with you. Be sure to vote for me." Then she punctuated it with a kiss on the lips and a squeeze of the balls.

After doing the guys who had tipped her earlier she concentrated on three guys Lily had pointed out. They were sitting in the back. "Those guys come to the stage for their favorites but sit in back for the others. If you can get them to like you they tip big!"

She was sitting with the third of the guys when the announcer called the finalists to the stage for the dance-off. They drew straws for the order and Sally was last.

The Finals

First was the "stripper". She gave an excellent stripper performance, getting naked early and showing herself to the crowd. She collected a lot of ones and fives.

Second was the redhead who repeated her earlier performance. She clearly collected more than the "stripper" with a few twenties among the ones and fives.

Taking Lily's advice, Sally decided this time to be the school slut rather than an innocent. She set aside the tube top, tied rather than buttoned her shirt and wore the skirt low on her hips, folded over to make it shorter. She let her hair hang loose, brushed it to get as many kinks out as possible and selected a fast rap with a heavy sensual beat and explicit lyrics as her dance music.

She prepared herself by imagining she was just coming home from a fast but unsatisfying fuck with the handsome school quarterback.

Sally mounted the stage to cheers and jeers, her head held high in an attitude of superiority. She tossed her hair side to side and began dancing along the edge of the stage marching and striding to the music rather than shuffling. She quickly lost her shoes throwing them to the side of the stage and made a quick circuit.

Two of the potential big tippers Lily had pointed out were stage side. The other was in the second row since there were no more stage-side seats. She paused in front of the last guy she had been sitting with and pulled off her panties. She made a pretense of smelling them and presented the crotch o the guy's nose. She dropped them in his lap, "keep them. I've got another pair."

She moved on noticing that he was struggling with his pants' pockets. As she moved around she made eye contact with those sitting at the stage and mouthed, as clearly as she could, blatant come-ons, "I want you", "Let's fuck", "Take me" ...

As she came again to the guy she had given her panties he flipped a fifty onto the stage. She stopped and crouched in front of him, her legs spread wide. She took his hands and moved them to the knot of her blouse. "Untie" she whispered. He pulled and the knot came loose.

A couple of twenties floated onto the stage. Sally went to one of them and allowed him to finish untying. Her blouse opened and he quickly squeezed one of her nipples. She didn't pull away but waved her finger at him to signify disapproval.

She removed the blouse and flung it into the second row. Now fully naked she strode confidently around the stage, showing herself and looking into the eyes of every possible individual. Unconsciously she was making effective use of her most sexual feature: her large, golden brown, penetrating eyes. The audience quieted, mesmerized by the performance.

The music stopped. There was silence for several seconds as Sally stood proudly naked and looked out at the audience. Then pandemonium, cheers and bills in all denominations rained onto the stage. There would be no doubt as to the contest winner.

Invitation to an Orgy

After the prize presentation the second place redhead congratulated Sally, "You're a good dancer."

"Thanks. I was sure you would win. You're not only a good dancer but stunningly beautiful."

"Well, I do usually win."

"You come every week?"

"Finalists can't compete again for a month. Didn't you read the rules?"

"I didn't pay a lot of attention to the winner's section. I didn't expect to win."

"Why enter then?"

"A lark, a BFF dances here and convinced me. She came up with the routine."

Sally had a thought, "You up for a fuck?"

"What? Girl on girl?"

"If you want, but I've got some guy friends here and they're gunna want to fuck. 4 on 1 is a bit too lopsided."

"So, 4 on 2?"

"I might get a couple more women."




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 19



"I'm here with friends too. They're my ride."

"You gonna fuck any of 'em tonight?"

"Maybe."

"They good at it? One of mine is the best. I trained him. He's yours if you want."

"You don't want him?"

"I've done him dozens of times. I want some variety."

The beautiful redhead thought a bit, "Sure, okay, you guarantee he's a good fuck?"

"Double your money back."

"I'll need a ride home."

"I'll take you and provide some girl on girl if you want."

"I'm not into that."

"But you asked."

"Because I thought that's what you were implying. And I didn't want it."

As they walked back to Derek and his friends Sally mentioned, "I didn't get your name."

"Oh. It's Eva."

"Eva, nice name. I'm Sally."

She introduced Eva to Derek and his friends. Eva pushed herself into the booth next to Derek.

Sally sat in a chair across from the booth."So what are you guys planning?"

After a brief silence Derek spoke for the group,"No plans."

"Wanna do something with us?"

Derek knew that "doing something" with Sally meant only one thing. The other guys probably didn't realize that so he made sure he had their attention and gave a knowing wink. "Yeah, sure! Have anything in mind?"

Sally was nothing if not direct. "sexual games. Something fun. Foreplay and fucking. Sound good?"

All the guys, except Derek who expected it, were wide eyed. Ryan's mouth fell open. Eva had look of surprise at Sally' bluntness.

"Sounds good," Ramone said looking around at the others to confirm their approval.

"Four on two?" Jay asked.

"I'm sure we can handle you. But let's see if I can get two more." Sally got up and went to the bar to inquire after Astrid and Valkyrie. A quick check with the DJ confirmed they were in back. "Ten more minutes with this guy," he told her.

She went back to the table and informed the guys. Fifteen minutes later Astrid and Valkyrie appeared at the VIP suites entrance.

Sally went over to them. "There are four guys over there I've invited to have sex. You two want to join us? It'll even the numbers."

Sarah/Astrid looked at her mother who replied, "What the hell. Let's at least meet them.

As soon as they arrived at the table Ramone jumped up, "Valkyrie!"

Marlene//Valkyrie immediately went to sit next to him as Sally made introductions, mentioning that Derek had attended their high school.

"Sure, I know you," Sarah said, " We fucked under the bleachers. Remember, after school the day of the homecoming pep rally, junior year. I remember because you were a great fuck. Don't know why I only did you once."

Derek responded, "I remember because I didn't get a chance at many cheerleaders. You were the only one. I got up the nerve to ask you out and instead of just saying 'no' like the others, you said 'how about a fuck instead?' "

"Oh yeah! I did like a fuck! Still do! Don't know why we never hooked up again."

You told me, "One geek, one fuck. Like it was a rule that you couldn't fuck certain classes of guys twice."

"Oh yeah, I had that silly rule for awhile before I dropped it because I found out that geeks were good lovers and really, really enthusiastic."

"I had them trained," Sally offered in the way of explanation but also as a brag.

Plans for an Orgy

"So, planning an orgy? Lovely!" Marlene exclaimed, squeezing Ramone's thigh and moving her hand up to his crotch.

"It's a pretty large group for a single hotel room," Sarah stated. "Does anyone know a place?"

Everyone looked at each other blankly. Ryan said "My place is too small." And Derek said "I live with my Mom and dad."

Marlene had been waiting to see if someone else would come up with anything. "I know a great place but we'll need another female."

"Maybe Maylee or Lily?" Sally suggested.

"Maylee's a real stickler for the rules. No dating customers! She'd never agree."

"Lily's got other things going on," Marlene stated. She'd made it her business to be aware of what was going on with the other dancers as part of keeping them from thinking her relationship with Carl, the manager, part owner, led to favoritism.

"I think I know someone," Sarah said and made a call on her cell. When she got off she told everyone, "OK that's set but she needs to know where."

"Our home."

"But Dad's there," Sarah exclaimed.

"Of course, why do you think I wanted another female?"

"Oh," Then she realized, "I just got a perfect one."

"Oh?" her mother asked.

"Jennifer, you know, from the cheer team with me. I know Dad's been eying her for years. Now that she's legal, ... well, ... he'll be happy."

Marlene smiled, "He had his eye on all your friends!" then she called her husband.

[To Be Continued]



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 20



Setting Up

Jerry Malone was talking on the phone with his wife, Marlene. She and his step daughter, Sarah, were strippers at a nude bar north of the city.

"I've invited a bunch of people to our place tonight," she was telling him.

"Strippers?" he asked.

"Except for me and Sarah, no. But it's going to be a bit of a sex party. Everyone's expecting sex."

"All guys? How many."

"Five guys, counting you and five women, counting Sarah and me."

"Sounds good!"

"Could you get things ready? Don't need any refreshments, set out some water, nuts, whatever we have. Be sure we have beds for five couples. Use the air mattresses if necessary."

"Will do."

"We'll be leaving soon. One of Sarah's friends may show up earlier."

"One of Sarah's friends," he thought. "Pretty much every one of them is a delectable piece of ass."

He had barely hung up when the doorbell rang. Standing there when he opened it was a lovely young woman, maybe five-eight, slim, but not skinny with B or C breasts and a nice figure. "Jennifer!" he exclaimed with pleasure. "I haven't seen you for a while."

The young girl hesitated. "Uhh, is Sarah here?"

"No, but I expect her soon. Come in."

Jennifer expected a party. That usually meant no parents home. Sarah had promised a sex party. That definitely meant no fathers present. "She called, and said there was a party?"

"You're in the right place, come in!"

She stepped hesitantly over then threshold. "You sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm just starting to set up. You can help."

"I guess," she was still hesitant."

"Well, we need beds, ... five. We have three upstairs and there's the sofa bed in the family room. I'm getting an air mattress. If you'd blow it up and find a place for it."

Beds meant that she might be in the right place. She decided to come right out and ask, "Okay. What kind of party is this anyway?"

Now he wasn't sure. "Oh. I thought you knew. Marlene, that is Sarah's Mom, said it's a sex party. Everyone's expecting to have sex. If that's not what you want ..."

She interrupted, "No! Good! That's what I expected. I just didn't expect a parent."

"Oh, of course you wouldn't. Sarah's mother will be here too." He took a chance, "Maybe you'll give me first shot."

"First shot?"

"With you. Sex with you?"

She was flattered but uncertain. Said, "Sure," only to keep from disappointing him.

Jennifer set up the bed in the downstairs den/library while Jerry set out some dishes of nuts, crackers and bottled water.

They reconvened in the living room. "I thought some games as ice-breakers and maybe to get couples together," he told her. "A stripping game might be nice rather than just having people get naked. Maybe strip poker?"

"I don't like that," she said. "Rules about whether you can or can't trade clothes you got from someone else seem to be a problem. Besides I like undressing the guys."

"Can't argue with that," he replied. His cock stiffened as he considered having her undress him, or better: him undressing her.

"I know a card game that works pretty good,"

He decided not to ask the rules. He could be surprised with the rest of them.

"Good. Then after everyone is naked, how about this game." He showed her a board game with dice and a stack of cards to draw with sexual activities on them.

"Looks complex. Too much time doing the dice throwing and figuring out what the card means, who's doing what to who. Not enough doing that to whoever."

He had to agree and he knew it wasn't really usable for more than 6.

"Hey, what's this?" She was looking at a brochure that was in the game box. She pointed out one of the advertised items.

Jerry was fascinated. It referenced a "foreplay and pairing app" for mobile phones. It claimed to provide sexual activities for groups of any size with "optimal pairing for subsequent happy endings."

Jerry pulled it up on his phone. "$29 Expensive for an app but I guess that's worth it even just to try."

It downloaded and he started it. "We need to set game parameters," he said. "Weighting for heterosexual, lesbian and gay activities. Zero for lesbian and gay?"

"That's no fun," she replied. She was a bit bi herself. "Max 5 for heterosexual, make lesbian 2 or 3, and at least 1 for gay."

He took her suggestion though the prospect of playing with another guy's cock didn't appeal to him. They set the individual activity time to 2 minutes and picked moderate as the rate for "increasing eroticism".

Finally. they had to put in the names and genders of the participants. "Lets do a trial run," Jerry suggested.

They put in their names, two fictitious names and he pushed the setup complete button. The app immediately displayed, "Jerry, pick a number between 1 and 10." He entered 3 and it displayed "Helen pick a number between 1 and 10." Then it asked Jennifer and Frank to pick. After Frank picked it said, "Jennifer kiss Jerry on the lips," and, "Frank kiss Helen on the ear."

They tried another round and then restarted the game. "I hope it gets more sensual than that," Jennifer said.

They decided to set individual activity time to 30 seconds and "increasing eroticism" to "rapid". "It looks like that change setting button can be used in the middle of the game," Jennifer said. "We should be able to slow it down once the activities get more interesting."

Jerry tried it and discovered that was true.

Jerry Malone took her by the waist and gently guided her to the sofa and sat with their hips in close contact. He had been occupied with set up but now that they were done he had a chance to reflect.

Jennifer probably had the best overall face and figure of all of Sarah's high school friends and almost all of them were real lookers. The first year or so they were just cute young girls in their little cheer costumes. But starting late in Sarah's sophomore year they started really blossoming into young women.

By the end of junior year they seemed fully aware of their effect on men. Sarah was always a bit of a vixen with him and then she had these nubile young women running around their home in the briefest of underwear, sometimes displaying a lack of panties under the short cheer skirts. There were times when they showed up completely nude. He knew Sarah was the instigator.

Now, here he was sitting next to possibly the most attractive of the bunch about to be involved in a sexual activity with her. His penis was responding to his thoughts. "I wonder if she would object ...," he thought, putting his hand on her thigh. 

Her first reaction was to brush his hand to the side but she remembered they were soon likely to get much more intimate and let it stay. Then she remembered how only a couple months ago Sarah had she and three other cheerleaders walking around the house naked. "My step-dad has a big cock watch how his pants tent up," she had told them after daring them to do it. Jennifer could see his pants bulging out. She couldn't resist putting her hand on it, squeezing to get a feel for its size. Sarah had been right! 

That was all Jerry needed. He moved his hand to her crotch and ... The door opened!

Arrival

Marlene came in with two guys. She quickly evaluated the situation. "Hi, Honey. Hello Jennifer, it's so nice seeing you again. I'm glad you could make it. You two getting in the mood already?"

Startled but satisfied that Sarah had told the truth about its size, Jennifer quickly removed her hand from Jerry's cock. She felt a need to say something, "Hello, Mrs. Malone."

"We're all set up," Jerry reported keeping his hand firmly pressed into her crotch, "Jennifer helped."

Marlene introduced the two guys as Ramone, a short, thick, Hispanic, and Ryan, a big guy in his mid twenties. "Sarah and Sally are directing the rest of the group to the house. They should be here soon."

She had scarcely completed the sentence when two cars pulled into the driveway. Sarah, Sally, another girl, and two more guys got out. In the house Marlene introduced the girl as Eva. She was a strikingly beautiful redhead with ample breasts and a fabulous figure. Jerry was surprised to hear she had gotten only second place in the amateur stripping contest. He would have picked her over any woman he knew. Especially if he could get between those long, shapely legs!

The guys were Derek and Jay. Jay was close to 40, thin and wiry. Derek was short and stocky. He had gone to high school with Sally and Sarah.

Jerry described the bedding arrangements, "Jennifer and I have selected some games. One to undress with and one to provide pairing and sexual activities. I'm not sure exactly how the sex will play out but the master bedroom is for Marlene or me. Sarah will use her bed. The others are first come first served."

"Jennifer came up with the undressing game so I'll let her describe it and we'll begin."

Jennifer began, "Each of us turns over a card from the top of the deck. If two people have matching ranks then the one with the higher suit removes an item of clothing from the one with the lower suit."

"Suits don't have value," Ryan interjected.

"Bridge ranking: spades, hearts, diamonds, clubs."

"What if three cards match?" "Or four?"

"Highest removes item from next highest, second highest from third highest."

"One other thing," she said. "After removing the item of clothing you have to kiss the other on some exposed part of their body."

"what about lips?"

"Lips are okay. Your head is part of your body."

Ryan pointed out, "I could match another guy. What about that."

"Guys have to kiss the guys, girls have to kiss the girls."

"Can't we change that?"

"If the group wants."

In a quick poll all the women wanted to keep the rule and all the guys wanted it to change.

"Stalemate," Jerry Malone said and changed his vote to match the women.

Ryan had been thinking that since it involved the guys, the guys' vote should count for more. He glared at Jerry as Jennifer stated, "Ok, it's settled. We keep the rule." She shuffled the deck and dealt the first round face-up.

A single match had Ramone removing Marlene's sandal. He kissed her foot repeatedly.

"You have a foot fetish?" Jay asked.

The second round resulted in a three way match. Derek removed Marlene's other sandal and kissed that foot.

By chance, Ramone was the last in the three way match and Marlene removed his work boot.

"No socks, Ramone?" she asked as the boot came off, revealing a bare foot. But she didn't kiss the foot. Instead she grabbed his head and planted a firm kiss on his lips, working his lips open with her tongue.

Startled at first, Ramone recovered and his tongue pushed back and into her mouth.

"Hey! save some for later," Derek joked.

The first guy on guy match came in the third round and Ramone removed Jerry's shoe. He gave Jerry a quick peck on the cheek. "Hey, give him more," Marlene chided. "You guys have to get into this!"

Ramone managed to get his nerve up to kiss Jerry repeatedly on the neck.

The third round also resulted in the first girl on girl match and after Jennifer had removed Sally's shoe she gave her a firm kiss on the lips. Sally responded in kind.

Ramone found himself once again removing a guy's shoe. Getting more into the swing of things he surprised Jerry with a long kiss on his lips. Jerry, being used to sexual experimentation had done this before and kissed back. Ryan whistled.

Play continued as Jennifer handed the deck to Jerry after the first five rounds had exhausted the deck. Each round resulted in two or three matches. Ramone seemed to be frequently involved and on the tenth round as Jerry finished out the deck, Eva had high suit in another match with Ramon.

She unzipped his jeans and a thick, circumsized, partially erect cock popped out. "OH!" Eva exclaimed, not expecting that.

"Commando, huh?" Ryan joked.

Eva removed the jeans, leaving Ramone sitting naked. She knew there was only one thing to kiss and grabbed his balls, brought her lips to the thick penis and engulfed it. The others cheered her action. She swirled her tongue around the shaft, feeling it expand and stiffen. It pushed into her throat and she slowly pulled back and let it pop out, now almost fully erect, a 6 inch long and almost two inch in diameter shaft of man flesh. Sally looked at it in envy.

Six rounds later, Eva won a match with Marlene and removed her final item of clothes, the G-string she had kept on after the night at the club. Eva looked at the fleshy outer lips and the slit between them. She dove in, found the clit with her tongue and began licking. Marlene gasped and jerked her hips forward. Eva sucked the hardened nub into her mouth and let it pop out as she pulled away.

Marlene and Ramone had eyes for each other all evening and had been sitting next to each other. Now that they were both naked, Marlene began stroking Ramone's most intimate parts. Ramone took a furtive look at Jerry to see his reaction to his wife's action. Deciding Jerry was fine with it, Ramon began playing with Marlene's breasts and as the game went on had his finger embedded almost constantly in her moist womanhood.

Ryan was the next to be naked as Marlene pulled off his boxers. Ryan was a big guy but his penis was only 4 inches long and less than an inch in diameter. Marlene sucked it fully into her mouth before releasing it and resuming her ministrations to Ramone.

Jay won matches a couple of times with Ramone and with the first match gave him what had become the "traditional" neck kiss. But the second time he sucked Ramone's thick penis into his mouth. That opened up the guy on guy activity for the rest of the game.

Sally won a match with her best friend, Sarah. She pulled off Sarah's G-string to reveal a slit almost identical to her mother's except that Sarah's was completely shaved. Sally and Sarah were both nymphomaniacs and had spent time together naked both fucking guys and bringing each other off. Sally knew what Sarah liked and nibbled at her ear bringing a shudder of excitation and raising goosebumps over her entire body. Sarah felt obliged to return the action with a kiss.

But then the honor turned twice to Derek, As luck would have it, both times he was removing another guy's briefs. The first time it was Jerry revealing his substantial 8 incher with its pendulous testicles. He hesitated and then following Ramon's example sucked as much of it as he could into his mouth.

The second time it was Jay and Derek sucked his co-workers average sized cock without hesitation.

Only two rounds later Derek had the pleasure of Eva pulling down his briefs and deep throating his cock as it popped free.

Then Marlene, with the guys looking on jealously, removed the panties of Eva and Jennifer. Eva, with rose pink aureoles, her neatly trimmed fire-crotch, small major labia and large minor labia had been seen by all the guys but Jerry since she was in the amateur contest at the strip club. Jerry looked in admiration at the tall, beautifully proportioned red-head. He had been most anxious to be fucking Jennifer but now wasn't so sure.

A couple of rounds later Marlene pulled off Jennifer's panties. She had black pubic hair that had been shaved for a bikini and the dark hair covered her crotch making it difficult to see her vulva. But there was no doubt that her appearance was on a par with the redhead's.

At that point only Sally was still clothed and she wore everything except her shoes. She had matched cards several times but had always had the higher ranking suit. She had removed Sarah's and Eva's bras and suckled at their breasts. She had had an opportunity to have Ramone and Ryan's cocks in her mouth but had been on the losing side only twice. The others began kidding her and feeling anxious to have this portion of the evening over. Jerry was thinking about suggesting they just have high card remove the next item of Sally's clothes so they could get on with the sex.

Then Sally started losing. Every other round or so she lost an item of clothing. Derek removed her right sock. Eva removed her left sock. Ramone removed her blouse. She didn't wear a bra and that reveled her huge, half inch long erect nipples. Ramone sucked away at them and had to be shouted away. Marlene removed her skirt. Ramone removed her panties to expose her huge major labia nestled in the gap between her thighs and the delicate flaps which always peeked out from her slit. Again the group had to shout at him to get his head from between her legs.

Pairing

Now that everyone was naked Jerry picked up his cell phone and explained the app he had found. The group vetoed any homosexual activities, having gotten over the novelty of it during the undressing exercise. He entered everyone's name and the foreplay began.

As when Jerry and Jennifer were checking it out the app began by requesting simple kissing and progressed to more and more intimate kissing and touching. At first they had handed the phone to the next person called out in order to enter their number but then decided to have Jerry call out names and enter the numbers so things progressed more rapidly. Sally insisted the numbers were meaningless and so always called out "6". Jerry had a different idea and when the app named him after Jennifer he always entered the number she had called out. Sometimes he called out a different number than the one he entered.

But there seemed to be little difference in the result. Jerry found himself fondling and kissing the various body parts of all the women and he was being kissed and fondled by all of them. The intimacy had increased to a maximum level, every round had couples kissing and touching genitalia. Quick blow jobs and hand jobs, finger fucking and clitoral stimulation were being demanded with both members of a pair doing some activity on the other. Jerry had just finished finger fucking Sally while she fondled his balls when the app alarm signaled the end of the round. Jerry watched with jealousy as Jay pulled his head from between Jennifer's legs and she stopped sucking on his cock. Jerry had had her at his cock and she was fascinated by his balls, unable to restrain herself from playing with them as she sucked. He had also gotten to taste her clean but salty womanhood. She had put some kind of melon scent on and it permeated his nostrils as he worked on her. He wanted more of that.

For her part Jennifer had been lusting after Jerry since she had found him alone in the house preparing for the party. She had wanted him since Sarah had encouraged cheerleading squad members to expose themselves to him so they could watch his penis tent out his slacks. Now that she had seen it she was anxious to feel that cock inside her and those pendulous balls slapping against her butt or clit depending on position.

Jerry looked at the screen to see whose number was requested, "Hey! It's asking if we want 'The Primary Pairing'."

"What's that?" several people asked.

Jennifer had found the brochure about the app and checked it out. She responded, "It's described as a foreplay and pairing app. I think it's going to suggest couples for sex."

"Let's see," was the general consensus.

Jerry tapped at the "YES" icon and read off the first pairing, "Marlene and Ramone." Everyone was surprised at the choice, Marlene and Ramone had clearly had the hots for each other since they had met at the club. "how did it know that?" Sally gasped out, realizing in the back of her mind that the number picks may not have been entirely meaningless.

"Do you want our bed?" he asked Marlene.

"No, the air mattress," she responded. Then she smiled at Ramone. "Bouncier," she offered as an explanation.

Jerry continued, "Eva and Derek." Jerry had a pang of jealousy as did the other guys, excepting Derek who beamed. Eva was happy too. She wondered inside how the app had managed to pick the guy she wanted most.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 20



Jerry told them "I get the master bedroom and Sarah gets her bedroom so you guys have the choice of the guest room or sofa bed."

The two looked at each other and Derek responded, "Guest room."

Jerry almost shouted out the third choice, "Jerry and Jennifer." How had a cell phone app picked the woman he most wanted for him.

"Sarah and Ryan" was the third choice leaving "Sally and Jay" as the final choice. Sally realized she had erred by always picking the same number. Still, she preferred Jay to Ryan. She wasn't too fond of beefy guys, they seemed to be too full of themselves. And Jay had the bigger penis.

Jerry had a thought. He had Jennifer but also wanted Eva. "Hey, Derek, do you and Eva want to share the master bed with us?"

"Huh?" Derek, Jennifer and Eva all said.

"It's a king sized bed, we could have a foursome."

"Sounds like fun!" Eva responded, hugging Derek's arm and pressing it between her breasts.

"I guess," Derek responded to her enthusiasm.

Jerry looked at Jennifer, "Okay?"

Jennifer was unsure. She had anticipated Jerry to herself. But then Derek's thick cock and large balls were tantalizing. "Okay." she concluded.

Sally objected, "Hey! That's not what the app said!"

Jerry responded, "I think the app is just making a suggestion. Anyone who wants should be able to change partners or arrange foursomes, sixsomes, whatever."

"Just don't leave anyone without a partner," Jennifer said, looking Sally squarely in the eye.

"I have no intention of that," Sally said, very aware of how this could appear to Jay. "I just don't think anyone should ignore the app's pairings.

"Okay, no changing partners," Jerry invoked firmly. "But getting together with other couples should be fine."

Sarah looked at Jay's cock and then said to Sally, "You and Jay can get with me and Ryan."

Sally looked at Jay who was admiring Sarah and nodding. "Your bed is kinda small," she noted. Sarah had only a twin.

"The queen bed in the guest room is available now."

The deal was settled and no one objected. As Jerry put his phone down he noticed the screen. "It says, 'are pairings acceptable?'" Then he tapped the screen saying, "YES! Oh. Now it says, 'Is 15 minutes acceptable for sexual activity.' I think maybe 30." 

There was a brief discussion and the group decided on 25 minutes.

Intimacy

The time spent pairing off and discussing foursomes had penises slightly deflated so as soon as they got into the master bedroom Jerry had them performing mutual oral sex. Eva had Derek's cock. Erek had his head between Jennifer's legs. Jennifer managed to deep throat Jerry and Jerry explored Eva's pussy with his tongue.

In the guest bedroom, Sally had jumped into a 69 position with Jay on his back and was stroking and examining his cock while he stared at her huge pussy lips, unsure of what to do. "Suck it, kiss it, lick it, finger it!" she instructed him.

Meanwhile, Sarah had planted her head between Ryan's legs and was attempting to get his prick as large as possible using suction.

Downstairs on the air mattress, Marlene was riding Ramone with abandon, getting maximum bounce out of the mattress and straining it to the breaking point.

Up in the master bedroom Jerry had brought Eva to a wildly spasmodic orgasm. He pulled his head away from the soft cunt with its downy covering of reddish hair and pulled his fingers from the tight vagina. He had had trouble getting one finger inside despite the fact the it was well lubricated by her copious juices. With some effort he had succeeded in inserting a second finger all the while fantasizing about what it would be like attempting to bury his cock in the beautiful example of womanhood.

He pulled his cock from Jennifer's soft grasp and whispered to Derek, "Time to change places."

Derek moved away and Jerry concentrated his oral attentions on Jennifer, presenting his cock and ample balls to the redhead.

Minute 5

On the air mattress downstairs Marlene allowed Ramone to flip them over. Now with her legs in the air he was drilling repeatedly into her soft wetness as she moaned loudly in response. He held himself up with his rough hands on her breasts with each thrust burying his huge organ into her. He squeezed on the soft cushions of flesh.

In the guest bedroom, Sarah had given up getting Ryan any larger than four inches. She had jumped on top and was bouncing carefully up and down attempting to get pleasure from the small organ. Ryan knew what she wanted and knew he had a better chance of giving it to her if he were on top and in control. He rolled the two of them over, bumping Sally and Jay in the process.

Jay was working away on the skinny girl's cunt and she was squealing as an orgasm overcame her. Vaginal juices flowed over Jay's chin as her body shivered in pleasure.

In the master bedroom Jerry was attempting to pleasure Jennifer but was distracted by Eva's expertise at cock sucking. She licked around the head and then deep throated him, swallowing all eight inches 'til her lips met his abdomen. Meanwhile she expertly massaged and squeezed his balls, pulling at his ample scrotal sac.

Derek had brought Jennifer off twice using the skills he had been taught by Sally. All of Sally's "stable" were trained experts in pleasing women and now he had Eva gasping as she worked to breath while also engulfing Jerry.

Jennifer felt so satisfied that she didn't mind that Jerry wasn't fully occupied with her. She absent mindedly licked at Derek's penis which was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum.

Minute 15

Ramone had brought Marlene to one climax and was making strong, quick strokes. He felt himself on the verge of cumming when the air mattress valve failed under the pressure. Marlene felt the loss of bounce and her body sank into the mattress as the pounding in her cunt brought her ever closer to another orgasm.

Her butt touched the hard floor as Ramone drove his cock into her. The combination of sensations slipped her over into another orgasm. She gasped and her vagina pulsed. That put Ramone over the edge and he drove his cock even harder into her as the almost unbearable feeling spread through his organ and his semen poured into the condom. He grunted and moved to embrace and kiss Marlene as mutual spasms shook them both.

Ryan was fucking Sarah expertly with his small penis to her great enjoyment. His first sexual experience had the girl asking him when he was going to get inside her after he had been thrusting into her for several minutes. Then in high school his buff body had attracted girls only to have them disappointed by his size and the lack of stimulation.

His next door neighbor had grown up with him and the two of them had frequently experimented with each other sexually. They hadn't had intercourse but Ryan had broken her hymen and she had given him hand jobs. When he complained to her she helped him. They spent many afternoons with he fucking her and trying different techniques. She let him know what worked and what didn't so that he became quite good at pleasing his sexual partners.

As soon as Jay had brought her off, Sally swung around and lay on her back. Jay took the hint and quickly moved between her legs and sunk his tool into her waiting moistness from behind.

Jerry, in the master bedroom, knew he wouldn't be able to take much more of Eva's oral action. He pulled away, took a condom off the nightstand, unrolled it over his cock and moved between Jennifer's legs. He impaled her with his rock hard shaft.

Eva knew immediately what he was doing and why. She also grabbed a condom and coaxed Derek away from Jennifer's mouth. She expertly put the condom on him. Knowing her tightness, she took a bottle of lube that she had spotted on the nightstand and dribbled some over his penis. She rubbed it around the erect shaft and into her vagina. positioning herself over him she spread her labia and sat. With slow up and down motions she managed to get his entire cock inside. Derek gasped in pleasure as she rode him with increasing frenzy.

Minute 20

After the coital exhilaration had dissipated, Marlene stood and took Ramone by the hand. She led him to the sofa bed and threw its mattress on the floor. The two of them folded up the frame to make room and lay on the mattress, covered by the sheet, kissing and exploring each others body.

Ryan and Jay fucked Sarah and Sally, trading places every few minutes. They had the girls gasping, squealing, and squirming in enjoyment. Ryan came first, emptying himself inside Sarah. Jay saw him grimace and grunt and thrust hard and fast into Sally until he came. Both guys collapsed onto the young women.

Derek couldn't take much of Eva's tight cunt. He came quickly after she began to ride his cock. He groaned loudly as she continued to ride. The tight vagina moved up and down on his extremely sensitive organ. He writhed in ecstatic pain until she came and her already tight cavity grasped him in a vice like grip and tried to pump more out of his already drained loins. She collapsed on top of him, kissing him passionately and rubbing her breasts over his chest. He felt like a rag doll, unable to move.

Jerry heard Derek's moans for mercy. He was jealous and wanted a chance at that tight pussy himself. Not that Jennifer wasn't equally beautiful. But as he pumped in and out of her smooth, yielding softness he wished for more friction.

Jennifer was enjoying Jerry's long cock penetrating into her depths and was wiggling her butt back and forth in pleasure. She began thrusting her hips upward to meet Jerry's downward movements. That caused his pubes to stimulate her clit and increased the depth of penetration.

Jerry became aware of her moans as she approached orgasm. Her excitement took his thoughts away from Eva's tightness and he concentrated on pleasing the beautiful woman whose pussy was wrapped around his cock.

Jennifer came with a squeal of pleasure. Her vagina began pumping on Jerry's cock. He drove harder and faster and quickly came himself, holding the perfectly shaped body in a firm embrace.

Aftermath

After everyone had left Jerry Malone sat on the couch. his naked wife on one side with his semi erect cock in her hand. His naked step daughter sat on the other and reached in to fondle his balls.

Marlene Malone gave her daughter a questioning glance. "Oh mom!" Sarah said with a hint of exasperation "You spend evenings after stripping with Carl and you expect Dad to do without. And you expect me to pass up this?" She grabbed the hardening penis for emphasis.

Jerry just looked sheepish. he was wondering if there was some way to get Eva over.

Author's Note regarding the pairing app.

When I thought of the mobile phone pairing app I postulated that when one person was interested in another while playing a game such as this that person would subconsciously select a number higher, lower than, or equal to the number selected by the other person. Higher if he/she wanted to dominate the other, lower if submissive, or equal if desiring a relationship of equality.

There is no evidence of any kind that this actually occurs. However it were to occur then an app like this one need only keep a record of how each pair of people pick numbers and then use the deviations from statistical norms to indicate level of interest. It would then be a simple matter to pick the highest, second highest, etc. levels of mutual interest as the suggested pairings.

The numbers would not be used to select the foreplay activities at all. That could be entirely random. It is possible that correlations after a mutual foreplay activity could be given a higher weight.

The pairing algorithm would make the primary pairings in the story based on the following:

1. Ramone would have an almost 100% correlation with Marlene and she, due to the interest he showed in her from their first meeting would make them the highest correlated couple by a wide margin.

2. Eva has a strong correlation with Derek because of what Sally told her about his sexual prowess and although he is also interested in Jennifer the correlation is weaker. The combination makes them the second choice.

3. Although Jerry is interested in the other women he has a preference for Jennifer. The preference is mutual because of the attention he has showed her since she arrived and shown by his picking the same number as she.

4. Both Ryan and Jay have correlations with the more attractive young women. Only Sarah remains and her preference for the better built of the two, Ryan, makes that the choice.

5. Sally has effectively taken any preference she might have out of the mix by constantly using the same number so she ends up being paired with Jay. Note that this would happen with whatever number she chose. If she chose 0 every time she would have a strong lower correlation with all the men. But since it would be an equal correlation she would have no advantage.  



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 21



Driving Eva Home

"Sarah's parents sure are an interesting couple." Eva was talking to Sally who was driving her home after a sex party at Sarah's house.

"Yeah," Sally affirmed

"I mean a sex party with their daughter and friends and each of them fucking someone else."

"They're swingers," Sally offered.

""Yeah. But, ... I mean, .. with their daughter."

"I've had sex with her father, and so has Sarah, we had a threesome."

"Really! That was probably fun. That cock and those balls." Sarah's step father had an eight inch cock and large, pendulous balls.

"You had a chance at it during the party."

"Yeah, it was nice but he really spent his energy on Jennifer. I'd like another chance at him."

"That may be possible," Sally was thinking that if Sarah's parents offered another invite to a swingers' party she could probably get Eva to go along. Jerry Malone wouldn't object.

"Oh. By the way, how was Derek?" Sally asked. Derek had been one of Sally's stable of guys in high school. They were all studious types who Sally had seduced and trained to give her pleasure. "Was he as good as I said?"

"Oh, yes, he gave me several orgasms. You said something about training him?"

"Oh. There were several guys in high school that I had regular sex with and taught them how to please me. If they didn't learn, I cut them off."

"I see. Sarah was a cheerleader. You too?"

"Oh no, I was very studious and involved with math and science. Most of those guys were the same and socially somewhat inept. Easy pickin's for a girl that wanted sex."

"So how did you meet Sarah?"

"She was a middle school classmate."

"But you don't seem to have a lot in common."

"Maybe not outside of an overwhelming interest in sex."

"In middle school?"

"Yep, a neighbor boy and I used to undress and inspect each other in his treehouse. He had me invite Sarah over once and, well, things progressed from there."

"You knew her before that."

"No, not really. She developed early, had breasts as big as today from the beginning of middle school. We used to invite others to the tree house for our sexual experimentation. Warren asked me to invite her because she was developed. She was the first girl he had sex with and he was her first too. I watched."

"So was he your first too?"

"No, my first was an older cousin of Warren's who came to the tree house when he was visiting from out of town. Anyway, after the first year of middle school Warren moved away and Sarah and I started hanging out together, best friends finding and sharing guys."

"You were active young."

"I guess so, what about you?"

"No, not 'til I was a Junior."

"Oh. You're stunning." Eva was a tall slender redhead with large breasts and an hourglass figure. "I'd have guessed guys would be after you."

"Oh, they were. Being beautiful actually made it easier to avoid having sex."

Sally made a questioning grunt.

"The guys clearly wanted it but I got more attention by not putting out."

"A cock teaser huh?"

"I don't think so. I made it clear that if a guy wanted to keep seeing me he'd have to restrain the sexual advances. Lost some but kept more. I was pretty popular with the guys because I was nice to them and they wanted to be around me."

"So when did you decide to do it?"

"Well, I was kind of forced into it by a senior. The quarterback and football captain."

"He raped you?"

"Oh no, not that kind of force. He made sure all the guys in school knew not to take me to the prom 'cause he was going to. Then he told me he'd only take me if I put out. Well, I was so set on going to the prom, I felt like I had no other choice."

"Doesn't sound like the best of circumstances. Did you enjoy it?"

"It was okay but didn't live up to the advanced billing."

"It seemed like you enjoyed it last night. Something must have turned things around."

"Two guys, when I was 20. One was a friend of my brothers' ..."

"You have a brother?"

"Three, actually, the twins were the guys who took me to the amateur contest." Sally and Eva had competed at an amateur contest at a strip club before the party.

"I thought you were willing to leave those guys awfully easily."

"Yeah, they were my brothers. Anyway one guy was their friend and another was this guy who made a play for me at work. They were both so endearingly sweet. MY brothers encouraged me with their friend and co-workers seemed to think we went well together. Anyway ..."

Eva went into a semi-trance of revery, "Anyway, I had sex with them and it was so fabulous. I mean foreplay. They really got me off orally and with their hands, kissing every part of my body. They had me so ready, ... so ready. I loved holding and caressing and sucking their cocks and balls. They gave me so much pleasure and had me so ready when they finally entered me, so ready. I had never experienced anything like it."

"Sounds like they were pretty much the same." Sally interrupted.

"Oh no," Eddie was more gentle and great with his hands. Reynaldo, he was Spanish, was much more wild, expert with his mouth and tongue and used a variety of sexual positions. He flung my body around while his cock drove in and out, in and out." Eva had begun masturbating herself with her hand through her jeans. "In and out, God what a feeling. What a feeling." She stopped talking and sat reminiscing.

In the silence Sally's thoughts drifted to her preoccupation, "What were their penises like?"

"What?"

"Penises. Long, thick, thin, short."

"I don't know. They were adequate to the task." Eva acted offended, "Why would you ask?"

"Just something I'm fascinated with. I'm curious and thinking about them excites me. Kind of an obsession."

"Reynaldo wasn't circumcised. Eddie tasted real salty." Eva thought a bit, "Nothing else comes to mind but they were more than adequate."

I gather you don't see them any more."

"Reynaldo had to return to Spain, he was here on business and I haven't heard from him since. I still see Eddie once in a while."

"Do you get much now?"

"Not a lot. If a cute guy asks I'll do it with him but it's mostly unsatisfying. Even Eddie isn't so great any more. I don't know if it's that the newness has worn off or that he's just not as in to pleasing me. Last night was a pleasant change. Not as good as Reynaldo and Eddie when we first started but better than most of what I've had lately."

Eva had been directing Sally during the conversation and they pulled into the driveway of a smallish one story house.

"This is it. You're probably tired. Why don't you crash with us tonight."

Sally was feeling tired and didn't want to drive home, "Will that be okay with your parents?"

Eva gave slight laugh, " I don't live with my parents. I do live with the twins and I guarantee they won't mind having you here."

Sally looked at Eva and realized that she had mistakenly thought they were the same age. Clearly Eva was well into her twenties. "Oh, I'm sorry. I just assumed ... "

"That I was as young as you are? I'm 24, last month. How old are you anyway?"

"I just graduated from high school, I'm 18."

"I'll have to remember not to offer you any alcohol," Eva joked. "I'm guessing Sarah is the same age."

"Yes, and Jennifer too. We graduated together."

Sally grabbed her sports bag with her costume from the amateur contest, her toiletries and a few other essentials and followed Eva into the darkened house.

"Tim and Tom were off work today and are certainly asleep. They're kind of light sleepers so try to be quiet," Eva told Sally as she turned on a single lamp revealing a small, sparsely furnished living room with a kitchen and large family room beyond. "I have a double bed and you're welcome to bunk with me. Or you can use the couch. There's a hide-a-bed in the family room and, honestly, I'm not up to unfolding it and making it up, but if you want to."

Sally considered the options and decided she was to tired to be fighting for bed space and blankets. If she hadn't been so tired she'd have relished the possibility of some girl on girl action with the striking blond. "The couch sounds good."

Too tired to be a proper hostess, Eva simply led Sally down the hallway and opened a linen closet. "Take what you need. Bathroom's there. I'll see you in the morning, or maybe the afternoon." She disappeared into one of the rooms off the hallway.

Sally grabbed a blanket and a pillow, threw them on the couch and opened her sports bag. Staring tiredly into it she realized she had no night clothes. Thinking about her options of nude or underwear she went into the bathroom. She came out, stripped off all her clothes and lay on the couch pulling the blanket around her.

Morning

"Eeee," Sally squeaked, pulling the blanket around her. A man, maybe thirty was sitting on the coffee table looking at her.

"Hi!" he said calmly. "I'm Tim. You're the schoolgirl from amateur night. The one who invited my kid sis to a party. She's still in her room, probably conked out. Tom's making bacon. I'm starting pancakes. Come in the kitchen and have some."

Too tired for any conversation, Sally pulled the blanket tighter and rolled over to face the back of the couch, unknowingly flashing her butt. "Go away! I'm tired," she responded crankily.

She heard him get up and walk into the kitchen. "I think she's naked in there," she heard him say.

She was thinking maybe she had made a mistake not wearing anything to sleep in when the smell of the bacon assaulted her. She considered giving in to the aroma and getting up but briefly held back because of her nudity. She thought about wrapping the blanket around her and rushing to the bathroom to get dressed as the sizzle of the bacon and the thought of pancakes worked on her. She was sure she could smell maple syrup too. "What the hell," she said to herself, getting up and walking naked into the kitchen. They had seen her naked at the club so, "what the hell."

The two guys, about 5 foot eight, stocky and with short cropped heads were working with their backs to her. Both wore blue shorts and flip flops. The one cooking the bacon, "Tom?" Sally recollected, wore a white T and had a snake inked around his right forearm. The other, "Tim?" wore the blue work shirt she had seen in the living room. "Hi," she said.

The two turned to look at her. Both had round faces, blue eyes and slightly bulbous noses. Except for the snake she didn't know how anyone could tell them apart. "I decided to have breakfast." She had been to tired to think about it last night when Eva had mentioned living with her twin brothers, but now, naked, looking at them, she was thinking about how to get them naked and fucking her.

On their part they stood staring, wondering what to do now. Their penises surged. Tom spoke first, "Sure, why don't you go get dressed and breakfast will be ready in a couple of minutes."

"I have a better idea." Sally walked over to Tim and began unbuttoning his shirt. "Why don't you two get undressed and we can enjoy breakfast au natural."

Tim's shirt fell open to reveal a hairy chest and a stomach, equal parts fat and muscle. The sign of someone who works out both at the gym and the dinner table. Sally then pulled Tom's shirt up to his armpits, moved her hands along his hairy chest and squeezed his growing cock through his shorts. "Think about it," she smiled, releasing her hold.

Both guys pulled off their shirts, looked at each other and smiled, leaving their pants on to cook. As they turned back to the counter Sally saw that they had tattoos on their shoulders. Each in an identical old English script, Tim's left shoulder said, "I'm Tom," and his right, "Not Tim." Tim's left shoulder said, "Not Tom," and his right, "I'm Tim."

"Wait a minute. I thought you said Tom was making the bacon."

"I did," Tim said and "I'm Tom," the one working the griddle said.

"But the tattoos."

"Can't believe everything you read," Tim said and the two of them laughed with what seemed to be a low pitched giggle.

Sally was unsure of whether to believe the two brothers or their tattoos.

So you're saying Tim has a tat' saying 'I'm Tom' and Tom has one saying 'I'm Tim'."

"Yep," they replied simultaneously.

"Yeah sure," Sally said certain from their demeanor they were pulling her leg. "Why would you do that?"

"'cause it's so much fun," they said in unison like they had rehearsed the response.

"Here's how you can be sure, Tom has a snake tattooed on his arm," The one labelled "Tim" said.

"And Tim has one ..., well you'll have to see." The other said.

"Sure," Sally repeated wondering what she had to see.

"Bacon's ready," Tom said.

"I've got almost 2 dozen pancakes," Tim responded.

"Breakfast time!" they said in unison.

Anxious to see where this was leading, Tom declared, "Au Natural!" and unzipped his fly. Tim followed suit.

Breakfast

Sally watched with interest as the twins dropped their shorts and underwear to the floor and stepped out of them. Sally was astonished. Their penises were far from identical. Both were semi-erect, circumcised, maybe 5 inches long and maybe an inch and a half thick. Both had substantial testes with the scrotum pulled against their crotch. But ... Tom had snake tattoo covering the entire organ. The head of his penis was the green head of a snake with the mouth surrounding his pee hole and a red forked tongue peeking out. The entire body of the organ was tattooed with scales, green on the top and golden yellow on the bottom. The snake wrapped around his left leg from his crotch.

"Oh my god!" Sally exclaimed and knelt down to examine it. "Did it hurt?"

"Like the dickens," Tom stated. "Couldn't use it for two months."

"You couldn't pee for two months?" Sally exclaimed thinking he must have used a catheter.

"Oh I could pee, just couldn't use it for other things." He wiggled it with his hand towards Sally's crotch.

"Yeah," Tim laughed.

"This jerk," Tom gestured at Tim, "Kept bringing girls home and fucking them where I could see him. And I could barely touch myself."

Then he added, "It was actually in four parts. She did the head in two sessions and then a couple of months later the shaft. Two weeks off for each"

"She?" Sally was a bit incredulous.

"Yeah, couldn't do it on a floppy cock. It needed to be hard. She helped keep it that way."

"Tom had her topless," Tim interjected.

"Never seen anything like it," Sally knelt down to examine it and fondle it. Despite the scaly appearance it felt like any cock.

While she was on her knees, Tim went to get the plates and silverware, "Table or counter?" he asked Sally, interrupting her as she was thinking about engulfing the snake with her mouth.

Sally decided on the counter with its three stools. She felt the stools offered better access to the guys' crotches and they would be sitting side by side. She quickly seated herself in the center so there would be a guy on each side. After eating a couple of bacon strips and a short stack of pancakes she took a pancake she judged to be of about the right size, slathered it with butter and added a bit of syrup. "I've heard of pigs in a blanket but always wondered what cock in a blanket might be like." As she said this she slid off the stool, grabbed the pancake and wrapped it around Tim's cock. She immediately began nibbling it away and licking off any residual butter and syrup. Tim moaned in pleasure as more and more of her mouth engulfed him. The pancake was disintegrating from the syrup and she quickly deep throated him, pancake, butter, syrup and all.

She slowly withdrew, carefully licking up every vestige of butter, syrup and pancake. "That was good!" she exclaimed as she stood up. She turned as if to reseat herself but instead stuck the fingers of one hand into the butter and wiped her other hand through the syrup remaining on her plate. "I need some buttered and syruped snake," she said and rubbed Tom's penis with the butter, stroking up and down until the entire organ was coated. She wrapped the syrup covered hand around the hard cock and stroked some more as Tom groaned and writhed. She put her mouth to his crotch, slowly swallowed him and then pulled back, licking him clean just as she had done with his brother. Copious amounts of pre-cum added a salty flavor to the maple-butter.

The brothers watched in disbelief as she pulled herself onto the counter, pushing her dishes aside,and spread her legs. She scooped a tablespoon of butter from the softened stick and pushed it inside her vagina. With her right hand she grabbed the syrup, made sure the spout was open, jammed it inside her and squeezed. Syrup ran down her butt crack, "Anyone want some maple-butter cunt?"

Not a word passed between them as Tim won a quick game of rock-paper-scissors and dove headfirst between her legs, lapping up the emerging fluid. "Ahhh! That's what I like," Sally squealed.

Sofa Bed

There was a squeak and clunk as Tom opened the sleeper sofa.

He returned as Sally felt the thrill of an orgasm building in her vagina. "My turn!" and one mouth and tongue was replaced by the other.

Sally began swaying her hips and squirming as Tom expertly lapped away at her syrup covered clit and pushed a couple of fingers into her syrup sticky and butter lubricated vagina. Tim had moved around to the other side of the counter and began massaging and sucking at her large nipples. She reached a hand back and grabbed his hard cock. Steadying herself as a ripple moved in her abdomen from crotch to breast. She gasped and squealed loudly as the simple ripple turned into the almost unbearable pleasure of full fledged orgasm. Her lower body vibrated against Tom's mouth, increasing the sensations. She held tightly onto Tim's cock with one hand and the side of the counter with the other to keep from falling off.

The orgasm subsided, "Nice!" Tom exclaimed.

"Very nice!" Tim agreed as he grabbed Sally under her shoulders and helped her sit up.

Tom had his right hand firmly at her crotch as she came up. He lifted her with his hand firmly under her vulva and draped her over his shoulder slowly turning and moving to the bed. He moved his right hand to her butt, his forearm now planted against her soft labia, and gently laid her on her back. He squeezed and massaged the ample lips as he pulled his right hand from underneath.

Two quick games of rock-paper-scissors. A tie and then Tom won. He pulled her to the edge of the bed, separated her legs and moved between them.

Sally would have separated her legs herself and raised them for easy access but for one thing. "Condoms," she said.

"What?" Tom replied.

"No condom, no fucking," Sally made her position clear and emphasized it by sitting up and pulling her legs back together. "I have some in my purse if you don't"

"But," Tom protested.

"No condom, no fuck!" Sally repeated.

"Go get some condoms!" Tim told his brother. Then he took advantage of his brothers absence to lie down next to Sally and began stoking her body from her small breasts with their substantial nipples down to her crotch with its large, soft labia. Sally responded by stroking his cock gently and then with more vigor. Tom leaned in to kiss her and she responded by planting her lips firmly against his and sucking her tongue into his mouth.

They were wrestling around, hands on each others genitalia, mouths joined and bodies rubbing together when Tom returned. "Hey break it up!"

They separated bodies and mouths, keeping the genitalia in their grasps and looked over at Tom, his snake looking like a large, lime Popsicle due to the color of the condom he wore. The scales of the snake were dimly visible through the thin latex. He handed Tim a purple package and Sally grabbed it. "Grape flavor," she read, and suspected that the lime Popsicle might actually taste like a lime Popsicle.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 21



She opened the condom as Tim released his tight hold on her labia. She spread and lifted her legs. Tom moved between them and positioned himself. Tim moved to sit over her. Kneeling, his balls caressed her nipples and his penis stared into her eyes.

Sally felt Tom's snake slowly enter her as she opened the purple package and unrolled the content over the shaft at her face. She noticed something. She had closely examined Tom's snake tattooed cock and was quite sure the pee hole was round. She noticed unusual things like that. But Tim's was the more normal vertical slit. "Round 'O' for Tom, straight 'I' for Tim," she thought, wondering if such a thing would even be noticed when they were born, resulting in the name choices, "probably not."

Tom had pulled out and was pushing in again as she grabbed the purple cock and brought it to her mouth. Sucking it in she tasted the grape which only partially masked the latex flavor.

Tom was now thrusting vigorously in and out and Sally had Tim gasping.

Eva

"Hey!"

"Hi Sis," Tom said without missing a beat.

"Want to join us?" Tim asked.

Eva looked over at the breakfast counter to see Eva watching the proceedings wearing a short nightgown. "Haven't even finished breakfast yet?" She grabbed a plate and helped herself to bacon and a couple of pancakes. "God, I can't bring anything with a hole in it home. If I bought donuts you guys would have your dicks stuffed in them before we even started eating them."

"What do you expect," Tom said while still pumping into Sally. "Especially if this hole is wrapped in the schoolgirl."

"And talk about wrapped!" Tim gasped. "You might want to try a cock in a blanket."

"A what?" Eva asked between bites.

"You show her, Tom. It's my turn at the cunt anyway. I'm not going to last much longer here." He pulled away from Sally's mouth. Tom obliged and went over to Eva where he slipped off the green condom, buttered a pancake, and wrapped it around his cock.

Tim drilled into Sally's fuck canal which was slippery wet with butter and vaginal juices.

Tom presented his pancake wrapped penis to his sister. "Try it," he suggested. She obliged.

She ate the pancake from the stiff cock, "Good, but I prefer my pancakes on a plate and my cocks unflavored." She then went to work on Tom's penis.

"Try the maple-butter cunt," Tim suggested without missing a beat at Sally.

Eva stopped her activity to ask, "What?"

Tom was uncertain whether he wanted to be lapping up syrup from his sister's pussy or letting her continue with the blow job.

Tim knew what he wanted and pulled out of Sally with an audible "pop".

"HEY!" Sally exclaimed.

"You take over with the schoolgirl," Tim said, pulling off his condom and moving Eva away from Tom's cock. He pushed Tom toward Sally.

Tom was reluctant to lose his sister's oral attentions but Sally's cunt beckoned. Her legs spread and her vaginal opening was a small black opening, still dilated from Tim's cock. Tom thrust his snake into it with no further hesitation.

"Up on the counter with you," Tim told his sister and helped her up. She wasn't wearing any panties so he had free access to her cunt. He scooped up a tablespoon of butter with his fingers, spread her legs and stuffed the butter into her flaming crotch.

"Hey!" Eva cried as he grabbed the syrup, thrust the neck inside her and squeezed. "You're making a mess."

"Yeah! But a delicious one," He stated, moving his head quickly between her legs and lapping up the combined juices flowing out of her.

Tim's experience in pleasing his sister soon had her squealing and laughing in delight, then with a loud squeal and laughter she orgasmed intensely. He kept licking away at her clit and massaging her breasts as she repeatedly yelled out, "Enough, Tim, enough!"

Tom's attention was diverted from pumping into Sally and he briefly stopped playing with her hardened nipples. "Fuck her Tim, Fuck her," he shouted without looking.

Sally could see the couple and watched as Tim pulled his head away from Eva's crotch. Eva, jumped off the counter, gently pushed Tim to the floor and sat on his cock in one fluid motion. She began riding him furiously.

"Hey, who's fucking who?" Tim joked.

"I'm fucking you, T-2," Eva replied.

Tim was gasping in pleasure and pulled his sister down from her sitting position, kissed her firmly on the mouth and soon was on top driving his shaft repeatedly into her wetness. She giggled and laughed as he grunted and gasped.

"Now who's doing the fucking" he gasped out.

"You are T-2, and a mighty fine job too," she replied.

Sally had been watching and wondered what Tim was doing to give his sister such pleasure. Tom had been pumping away at her for several minutes now, pinching and rolling her nipples between her fingers but her vagina was feeling irritated rather than pleasured. She wondered when he'd cum and get it over with. That wasn't a thought she was used to when fucking.

Then Tim grunted loudly and stopped his rapid movement. He grunted as he slowly shoved his cock deeper into his sister and then withdrew it slightly only to drive it in again.

"Fill me up, big boy," Eva told her brother with a laugh.

Sally watched, her vagina and breasts almost numb from Tom's actions. Tim leaned over and whispered something to his sister. She giggled and nodded. He moved up and put his hand at her crotch. As he withdrew his softening penis he tightly grasped her labia, squeezing them so no juices would come out. They awkwardly stood together and "walked" (she waddled and he did a kind of duck walk, leading her with a firm grasp on her genitals). They walked to the sofa bed and she managed to straddle Sally's face with Tim still holding a firm grasp on her soft folds.

Sally looked up at the beautiful red head's labia, covered with soft red hair and held firmly between her brother's thumb and forefinger, "Open up!" Tim said.

Sally knew what he meant and opened her mouth. He released his hold and a combination of semen, syrup, butter and vaginal juices flowed into her mouth and over her face. Eva and Tom laughed as Sally tried to cope with the unexpected volume of liquid. It was tasty, not just the sweetness of the syrup and the buttery flavor but Tom's semen had a nutty flavor, kind of like a stringent walnut and there was a saltiness from both of the genital fluids. Sally managed to swallow what was in her mouth and licked much of the rest from her lips.

Tom had his sister's breasts firmly in his grasp and the sight of the contents of her vagina flowing onto Sally brought him off with a huge groan.

Despite her numbness, Sally felt his cock harden and pump inside. As his semen pumped into her, some dribbled down her butt. She realized he hadn't been wearing a condom but suppressed her urge to yell out in anger.

Eva watched. She knew how her brothers behaved in orgasm and as soon as he was finished pumping what he had into Sally she said, "Move aside T-1, give me a chance." She gave him a gentle push.

As Tom's penis cleared Sally's vagina, Eva dove in, lapping up her brother's nutty semen with its butter, syrup and Sally flavorings. She grasped Sally and rolled over so Sally was on top and the sauce flowed downward into her mouth. She lapped away at Sally's cunt and soon had Sally gasping in pleasure and Sally brought her off as well. The two men watched, stroking their manhood as both women writhed and shook in orgasmic delight.

After

The sofa bed was made back into a couch and the syrup and butter mostly cleaned up. Sally sat on the sofa between Tim and Tom her legs spread each leg over one of their legs. She had a partially erect penis in each hand and rubbed gently at the tips, occasionally pulling the skin up and over. Each of the men had a a hand at her crotch, taking turns pulling at the ample labia, searching out her clit and exploring her vagina.

Eva sat naked, sideways on the chair opposite, her back on one arm, her legs over the other. She stroked at her genitals.

"So you guys do this often?" Sally asked.

"They're always horny!" Eva stated, "So, yeah, if three, four times a week is often."

"And anytime Eva brings someone from work over," Tim mentioned.

"Oh, You never told me where you work," Sally said.

"I'm a Hooter's girl," was Eva's reply.

"So the workers are, well ..." Tom said gesturing to indicate they are well endowed.

"Attractive!" Tim finished the sentence, licking his lips.

"The girls are fascinated by the twins," Eva stated. "So they like to come over."

"Sometimes we visit the restaurant to keep the interest up," Tom mentioned.

"And every so often, Tom will discretely flash his snake at a new girl. That really gets the interest." Tim added.

"Why don't you get yours decorated?" Sally asked Tim.

"Yeah, why not?" Eva laughed.

"Can't think of a good design. The obvious snake has already been done." Tim said.

"How about a rocket," Tom suggested.

Tim responded in a way that made it obvious this wasn't the first time it had been suggested, "What is that, 'NASA' in big letters on each side?"

"Yeah and a bright red tip!" Tom said in what was a rehearsed response. The two of them laughed.

"That's not the real reason," Eva said. "After seeing what Tom went through, Tim's afraid, a big chicken."

"Am not, I'd do it if the design was worth it. And all you ever think of is a rocket." He reached across Sally and punched his brother in the shoulder.

"I know!" Sally exclaimed, "an octopus."

"How's that fit with a penis?" Tim asked.

Well, your testicles are kind of the shape of an octopus' head." she grasped his balls and pulled them out for inspection. "An octopus has eight arms, two could curl back around your butt. Two wrapped around each leg and that leaves the two front tentacles for your penis. One of those colorful ones with purple or red stripes and spots, make one up."

They all stared in silence at Tim's balls. Tim sat knowing that he'd never get out of having the work done now unless he was willing to put up with endless teasing. And much of it would be done in public at Hooter's or when one of the Hooter's girls came home with Eva. Tom hadn't had his scrotum worked on and Tim wondered if that would hurt as much and whether they could even do it, given how hairy and bumpy it was.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 22



Sarah's News

Sally Czarwitz was looking through the list of phone numbers for her "stable" of guys from high school. Before graduation she had anticipated having sex with every one of the 50 or so guys before heading off to Stanford. But then she had gotten back together with ,her best friend from middle school. Rather than having sex with her "stable" of guys the two of them together had been sexually active with an entirely different group. But Sarah had started dancing at a nude club north of the city and Sally had reverted to calling some of her high school partners.

Before she had finished looking at the list and deciding who to call next, Sarah called, "I have bad news."

Sally's euphoria vanished as she braced herself, "What?"

"My parents' say we can't go to the swingers parties anymore."

Sally's good feelings returned. This was worse for Sarah than for her. Sarah's parents were swingers and Sarah had wanted to participate for some time. Her parents had let the two of them them come along once. Sally had great sex with three guys. One was Sarah's father and another was one of her high school teachers. She was sure she could get with either of them again with little persuasion. The third was the best of the three. It was a bit of a disappointment that she wouldn't be seeing him again but then he might not be at any party she might have attended anyway. "Oh, that's too bad. Why?"

"Apparently some old biddies complained about us being there and taking the good guys. Their club committee passed rules saying only people over 21 with long lasting relationships can come."

As she listened to her friend's complaints, Sally resumed her perusal of her list. She wasn't going to let the loss of this one source of sexual activity ruin the rest of her summer. Though sympathetic, she also knew that Sarah, with her stripping, was getting plenty of sexual stimulation in the VIP rooms at the strip cub and being paid for it.

Sally raised the point, "Don't you get all the cock you need at the Pleasure Palace?"

Sarah answered, "Sally, those guys just want me to pleasure them. They don't do anything for me, they could care less. You know how the guys at the swingers party are. Most of them want to please the women. Sometimes I think that's the main reason they are there."

Sally considered her hook-ups at the party, "Yeah, you're right about that." She started rubbing her clit as she thought about that one guy. "So, you don't get any pleasure at the Pleasure Palace?"

"Well, I get what I can but it's up to me. There are a few guys that seem nice and want to give me a good time but they are few and far between. It's 'wham, bam, thank you mam' usually without even the 'thank you' except for the tips. And those booths don't really give the space to do much. And then there's the fact that a lotta sex stuff there is illegal, so you have to be careful. Not to mention that many of those guys are probably full of STD's."

"I'm sorry that the swingers' parties are off limits. Is there anything I can do?" She was thinking of maybe going by and commiserating.

"Not unless you can ship over some good, woman pleasing cock. I could use a good, but loving fuck, maybe two, or five."

Sally had her book of a supply of exactly that open in front of her, "I can supply that."

"Oh, sure, how?"

"Remember I fucked almost every geek and nerd in school."

"Yeah, so?"

"Hey, I taught them how to please a girl, well, ME, at least. They were all good learners, I guarantee they are all great, caring fucks."

"But that was in school."

"You don't teach guys how to be a good fuck in one lesson and once you have him trained, you don't let him go. I have all their numbers and most of them are available on call. They didn't get much action other than mine." She felt a tingling in her vagina considering that most of them would give anything for sex. And sex with a great looking ex-cheerleader like Sarah, well ...

"You mean ...?"

"Yes I do! I have a bunch of good fucks available at almost a moments notice."

"You never told me."

"Well, when we got back together we were having so much fun with other guys that I put my stable of studs aside."

"You can get me one?"

"I'll get you two, no, three. Hell! I'll line them up to fill the rest of your day. What'ya think? One every 45 minutes?"

"You're kidding!"

"Nope! One every 45 minutes until you're satisfied. You can expect a knock on your door in less than half an hour. They'll keep coming until you call to close the spigot."

Neal

Neal Carmody was looking through the list of community college courses. He had been a good student throughout school but was a procrastinator. He had procrastinated on applying to any college or scholarships and now the community college was his only choice. He didn't have long before the sign-up for courses in the fall would be closed. And if he didn't go to school his parents' would explode. They were even threatening to throw him out on the street and force him to live on his part time, fast food worker's wage or get a full time job. He didn't even know what major to select.

His phone rang and he was surprised to see it was from Sally. His cock jumped. He hadn't seen her since graduation and assumed she had forgotten about him. He was also surprised that she was phoning. Usually she just sent text messages.

"Hello Sally." He resisted saying, "wanna fuck," which was the only reason he expected she would call. He hadn't had sex since his last time with her.

"Hey Neal, wanna fuck?"

She had to ask? "Sure!"

"Not me, Sarah Malone."

"Sarah Malone?"

"You remember her from high school."

He didn't. Couldn't place the name at all. "No, sorry."

"You interested?"

He was disappointed it wasn't Sally but didn't want to turn down the opportunity. "I guess."

Sally sensed his reluctance, "You have a yearbook?"

"Yes."

"Look her up, and check out pages 257, 258, and 305. I'll hold."

Neal found his yearbook buried under a pile of books he had spent the summer reading. "I needed to get these back to the library," he thought, "I bet a lot of them are overdue."

He looked up Sarah and saw an extremely attractive blond. That got a rise in his penis. He checked the other pages. 257 and 258 were the group pictures of the cheerleader squads and there was Sarah, cute and voluptuous with a great figure. 305 was a group of photos from a cheerleader day at the beach. They showed Sarah in a bikini that displayed everything but her most intimate parts and suggested heavily that those were substantial and soft.

Back on the phone, he was skeptical. "Yeah, very nice. What's the gimmick? You're punking me."

"No gimmick, she needs a good fuck and I told her I find someone who really knows how to please a woman."

"Yeah like you know the most attractive cheerleader from school."

"She and I were best friends in middle school and we got back together."

Neal was still a bit skeptical but all he had to lose was a bit of his minimal dignity when this turned out to be a prank. "OK, what do I do?"

Sally gave him Sarah's address. "Don't let me down or embarrass me. Show her a really good time. Make her want you to come back. Get there as soon as you can, she's waiting."

"This is her home?"

"Yes."

"Parent's are out?"

"Don't know. You might get lucky if her mom is in. She might join you." In a playful mood she added, "But watch out if her dad is there."

She stopped to let the silence have it's effect. "If he's there he'll bend your ear about how best fuck his daughter, so watch out." She laughed.

Now he was sure this was going to end in humiliation. "Right, if this is a prank, I'll find a way to get back at you." Any prank of Sally's at least would end in a sex session with her.

"Not a prank." Sally considered that "getting back at" her would mean a fuck.

Neal hung up and quickly put on jeans and a shirt.

Sarah's Home

Marlene Malone was in her red leotards using the dining room table and chairs for stretching exercises. With every month it seemed harder to keep in shape. And now that she was back to stripping she felt she needed to be even more fit looking. She knew it wasn't a competition and she knew the customers preferred the younger women but with her daughter at the same club she didn't want her own income to fall significantly behind. She also wanted the mother-daughter pairing to be a significant draw to get guys into the back VIP rooms with the two of them. She thought she was doing pretty well. Her income was easily 80% of her extremely beautiful daughter's and the guys seemed to want as much "extra attention" from her as from her daughter when they went back together.

The doorbell rang and she opened the door to see a taller than average, lanky guy with close set, deep brown eyes, a sharp, thin nose and long, slicked back, black hair. "Is Sarah here?" he asked.

"She's in her room upstairs." Marlene said, letting him in.

"Thank you ma'am." The young man said as he eyed her body approvingly.

Marlene stretched slightly for effect and basked in his glances. She spread her legs slightly, knowing the leotards made a nice cameltoe. "Turn left, first door on the right," she said sweetly as he reached the stairs.

"What's your name?" she added, letting one of her straps fall to expose a nipple while his back was turned.

He stopped on the stair as he turned to answer her, "Neal Carmody, ma'am," he said by instinct as he saw the partially exposed breast. He couldn't say any more, swallowed nervously, and quickly proceeded up the stairs.

"My God, Sally was right about the mom," he thought as he reached the first door on the right to see Sarah, better looking than any year book picture, completely naked, her back on a pillow propped against the bed headboard. Her legs were bent and separated just enough to allow a full view of the slit formed by her fleshy major labia. He now knew for sure that this wasn't a prank and his penis tried to snap to attention, hindered by his briefs.

"Come on in, Neal, isn't it?" the vision said.

Neal walked in, "Yes, Neal, what would you like?"

"Sally said you're the expert. I'm at your disposal," She spread her legs wider and rubbed her breasts.

Neal's mouth was getting dry. "Sally didn't really tell me why I'm here." Sally's words, "she needs a fuck" rattled around in his brain.

"She thought you could help."

"Help?"

"Yeah, help me get over my disappointment."

"She didn't tell me that." Neal sat down on the bed next to the disappointed, but achingly beautiful, naked young woman. "What about?" If Sally had taught him anything it was to be interested in the girl as part of the foreplay.

"My parents told me I can't go to their swingers' parties any more."

Now that was a new one to Neal. Swingers' parties and this beauty's parents went to them, and she wanted to go too? Already had gone if the words "any more" had their usual meaning. In any case, it didn't seem like much of a problem. He wasn't sure how to reply. "I'm sure a beautiful girl like you has no problem getting guys."

"But it was a swingers' party."

Neal went with an old standby, "tell me about it."

Conversation

Sarah was in the mood to talk and as Neal stroked her soft, golden hair she told him how she was aware that something different was going on when her mother first started going out with her future step-father. "After going out for a night I'd hear them talking about cocks and pussies and how they felt one going into another."

Neal had removed his shirt and was gently massaging her ample breasts as she related how she came to a realization that "cocks" were penises and "pussies" were vaginas. "My mom had told me things about the differences between boys and girls when I was very young."

As Neal removed his shoes and slacks she related her first actual sexual experience at 12 with a slightly older cousin. "I realized what it meant for cocks to go inside pussies."

Neal had left his underwear on so his cock was trapped inside his briefs making a bulge as it tried to straighten out. Sarah absent mindedly stroked it as she talked about the further realization that her parents were having sex with other people on those nights out.

Neal positioned himself behind and spooned her, his cock firmly wedged in her butt crack. One hand massaged her beasts. The other wrapped around her slim waist and rubbed the flat belly, making its way to her crotch. Sarah talked about how she was really enjoying her young sex life and was jealous of her parents. "On those nights when they were gone all I could think of was being with them and the variety of cocks I could have inside me. Men's cocks, not boys'."

Neal reached her crotch but gently spread her legs and massaged the inside of her thighs. Sarah continued. "When I was 18, I knew I was old enough to go to the parties so I looked for the opportunity."

Neal increased the incidental touches of her vulva and finally began massaging the soft pillows of her labia. Sally moaned in pleasure. "I really enjoyed that evening with all the cocks and all the men desiring me. And they were great fucks. "When are you going to take these off?" she turned towards him and grasped his briefs."

Neal protested with a grin, "all in good time."

Let's Fuck

"Let's see what you've got." Sarah grabbed at the waistband.

"Not yet," Neal said lightheartedly, pushing her hand away.

"I wanna see," she grabbed again.

"Nope," He pushed her hand away.

She sneaked her other hand around and tried from the rear.

"Nope, got ya! " Neal said as he pushed that hand away.

A fast and playful match ensued with Neal countering her moves. She was giggling and laughing as the match devolved from hands only to a wrestling match. Neal would be on top with her hands pinned and she would (partly with Neal's help) pull out of the hold and twist around to get at the prize. He would grab her body and pull her over (this time with a little of her help) and throw her underneath him. All this was done with lots of laughing and giggling and feeling of body parts.

At one point Sarah had managed to get on top with her head right at Neal's crotch and straddling his chest. She reached for his briefs and he grabbed at the most convenient part of her body. Two of his fingers fingers penetrated her moist cavity. "Ohh! nice" she exclaimed. Instead of going for the prize inside his briefs, she thrust back and his fingers sunk all the way to her cervix. He grabbed and, leveraging her most intimate parts, pulled her away from her goal.

Downstairs, Marlene listened to the laughter and general play from upstairs thinking she'd never heard Sarah laugh so much since she was 10. She rubbed at her clit as she thought about what might be going on upstairs. Her self pleasuring was interrupted by a huge thud on the ceiling.

Neal had Sarah under him, one arm pinned by his knee. He held the other as it struggled to get to his briefs. He had two fingers of his free hand embedded in her cunt, stroking her G spot and cervix, the thumb rubbing her clit. She was thoroughly enjoying the internal massage but took advantage of his distraction to attempt to roll him on his back. In the spirit of play he allowed her to do this. Keeping a firm, but gentle grasp on her vulva, he rolled. As he did so, he realized there was no bed under him on that side. He grabbed her body and the two of them tumbled to the floor.

"OW!" Sarah exclaimed.

"Are you hurt?" Neal scrambled to his feet.

"NO!" Sarah laughed as she grabbed the waistband and pulled his briefs to the floor. Out popped 7 and a half inches of rock hard, inch and a quarter in diameter cock with two large egg sized balls rotating in their fleshy sack six inches below.

"Oh! a present!" Sarah laughed as she got to her knees, grabbed the balls in her hand and sucked the entire staff into her mouth.

"Are you OK?" Sarah's mother yelled from below.

Sarah pulled away and yelled back, "We're fine mom! Never better!" The cock went right back into her mouth.

After popping his penis in and out a couple of times, she stood up, "Time to get down to business," she pushed him onto the bed and he lifted his legs onto the bed. She straddled his chest and pinned his arms under her knees.

"So you think this bad boy is going to get inside me today?" she asked playfully, reaching back to grab his penis.

"Yes, I do," he answered confidently.

"And why would you think that?" she asked.

"Well you stopped sucking my cock and said something about 'getting down to business,'"

"Maybe I just meant this," she said as she kissed him firmly and her tongue went into his mouth.

He responded with his tongue and when she finally pulled away with a huge smile on her face he said, "and there's the fact that your cunt is dripping so much it's getting my chest wet." And, in fact, she had been moving her crotch over his chest, letting his chest hair stimulate her while a very damp pussy left a trail of wetness everywhere it touched.

"Very observant," she told him, leaning in for another kiss, after which she took a condom she had placed there for just this purpose off her dresser.

She quickly tore open the package and expertly reached back to roll it over his hard cock. Doing this behind her back where she couldn't see and left-right hand coordination could get difficult might have been a difficult task if she hadn't unrolled many, many condoms over almost as many cocks from almost every angle.

That completed, she leaned over and gave him the biggest kiss yet, her tongue exploring every crevice of his mouth. Meanwhile she slid her crotch down to his cock and deftly guided it into her vaginal entrance. A quick thrust down embedded seven and a half inches of cock inside her.

Doing this released Neal's hands and left the two of them in full body contact. Neal wrapped his arms around her and hugged tightly as the kiss continued. He was amazed at how his right arm fitted entirely around her slim waist. If their bodies weren't so tightly together he knew he could have reached all the way around to touch her navel. With his left hand he grabbed her large, firm but very soft butt and pulled her so that his penis penetrated even deeper.

As he pushed, she felt his pubes push against her clit and helped by shoving her crotch into the hard rod. More than the normal visible length of his cock was forced out of his crotch and into her anxious cavity. She rose and began moving her body up and down, smiling as she felt his cock slide in and out. He matched the rhythm, thrusting up each time she came down. She began laughing an giggling with the occasional squeal of a high pitched laugh.

Neal watched her breasts bouncing up and down just slightly behind the movement of the rest of her body. He raised his hands and allowed them to rest just under the movement so they gently slapped his palm on each stroke. She let out a squeal of joy as he deftly caught her nipples between his thumb and index finger, holding them as the remainder of each breast pulled up, then down. "Love it!" she screamed.

Orgasmic

Downstairs, Sarah's mom was lying back on the couch listening to the joyful laughs, shouts and screams. "God, I need a cock," she thought as she rubbed at her crotch. A wet spot was spreading over her leotards.

Back upstairs, Sarah was tiring. "Your turn," she said and shifted to turn over. Neal went along with the shift and quickly found himself above her, his legs between hers and his cock still inside.

He began driving slowly but firmly into her. She smiled broadly at him as he held himself over her on extended arms. He smiled back admiring her beauty and considering his good fortune.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 22



Gradually he increased the pace, the bed beginning to groan with each thrust. "rrrrr, nghh, rrrr, nghh, rrrr, nghh, ..."

She continued to smile, adding a low hum that increased in volume and pitch each time his cock reached its maximum depth, "hmmmMMM, hmmmMMM, hmmmMMM, ..."

He grunted as part of the beat, "Ungh, Ungh, Ungh, ..."

The passions of the participants increased on each beat as did the feelings of pleasure in cock and vagina.

He watched her breasts rippling in patterns timed with the beat and then moved his hands to hold them, The nipples hardening in his palms.

The symphony of sound, rhythm, passion and feeling rose to a crescendo ... and halted, "I'm about to cum," Neal stated.

Sarah wasn't ready for it to end, she pulled away, reached with her right hand and wrapped it around the base of testicles and penis, squeezing hard. She had read about the maneuver in Cosmo and had tried it before to minimal effect, most guys came anyway. But Neal had been well trained by Sally to warn of the coming orgasm. He knew there was a point of no return beyond which nothing would prevent him from cumming. He knew to give the warning just before reaching that point in order to give Sally a chance to let him know she wasn't ready. Happy that Sarah had understood the warning, he tightened his crotch muscles and waited for the feelings to subside. Aided by Sarah's Cosmo inspired action he quickly reached a point where there was no danger of cumming.

But he knew that resuming vaginal penetration would quickly bring him to climax he pulled away and put his head between the beautiful woman's legs. Her cunt had blossomed, the intercourse had engorged her labia and the petals of her minor labia now lay to each side of the former clamshell cunt. They framed her vaginal opening in a subtle but bright pink. He dove in and licked from anus to clit. She squealed in delight. Again he licked. Again she squealed. Again and again and again, each answered by squeals, increasing in volume. Her body tightened as she lifted her hips off the bed, arching her back. Her body quivered with each squeal and Neal focused on her clit, licking rapidly. Volumes of thick, slippery, salty liquid with a slight fishy taste poured into his mouth and the squeals became a single lower pitched gurgling sound. Neal inserted two fingers up the warm, wet cavity. He pushed them to the hard, round cervix, found the G-spot and then began massaging the G-spot and clit between fingers and thumb. 

Her entire body suddenly began jerking rapidly and intensely, she let out a sound like a motorboat and her vagina rippled over his fingers. He had no control and could only hold on as her body vibrated itself against his thumb. "OH MY GOD!" she screamed and collapsed onto the bed her body quivering gently. Neal's hand was soaked and he removed it from its place in her vagina. Strings of the viscous liquid extended from her vulva to his hand.

Climax

Sarah watched the hand as he withdrew it. "Let me see that." She took it and pulled to to her mouth. The stings of liquid drooped down and left trails on her body.

She put the hand into her mouth, "Delicious, you try it." She said, offering it to Neal. He tasted the same salty, fishy flavor he had tasted while eating her out.

Neal looked at the voluptuous body, the cute and attractive face framed by golden hair, the beautiful smile, and wondered if she had had enough. His cock was hard and ready to go. It screamed for relief. As if she could read his mind she bounced onto all fours and presented her ass to him. "Doggy! Let's do it!" she giggled. He needed no prompting and drove his cock deep inside.

"Hmmmm," Sarah hummed as she felt herself being penetrated. She loved the feeling of a cock pushing inside her just like it belonged there. Of course, she knew that was exactly what cocks were for. She began rocking back and forth on it, loving the feeling as it pulled out and pushed in. She started humming to the tune of "Row, Row, Row, Your Boat." "Merrily, merrily, merrily," exactly fitted her mood. A feeling of calmness and pleasure filled her body.

Neal was glad to hold on for the ride as she hummed the ditty. He watched as her golden hair slowly slid to one side or the other of her neck. He could see the sides of her breasts rippling with her movements. He wanted to cup his hands around them but her narrow waist and ample hips provided the perfect grasping place to assure his cock remained where he wanted it: inside her. He was amazed at the softness of her skin and the slimness of her waist. He could touch his finger together in front of her flat, hard belly with his thumbs only a few inches apart on her back. He felt the feelings of onsetting orgasm slowly rising and began pulling her to him on the back stoke. His testicles slapped against her clit as her butt slammed against him and his cock was embedded as deeply as possible inside.

Sarah felt the desire to cum again, She had to. She needed to. The wonderful feeling of the cock pistoning in and out was just not going to do that quickly enough. Even though his balls were helping with its every stroke massage of her clit, that alone wasn't going to do it either. She stopped humming and reached her hand to her crotch. She couldn't do that and stay on all fours, so she let her upper body fall to the bed, her butt raised and presented to him. She began gasping as she masturbated.

When she collapsed she could no longer supply the motion. Neal took it up: jamming in and rapidly pulling out, using her waist to get full leverage. Her head was tilted to the side. He couldn't resist her beauty and kissed her cheek and then ear and neck. He was in heaven.

The orgasm hit her. She gasped with rapid shallow breaths and the intense pleasure and abdominal contractions caused her knees to slip out from under her. He legs were spread and her feet in the air. She continued to rapidly stimulate her clit.

Neal managed to stay inside her as her legs collapsed and quickly resumed the rhythm. He felt her spasms and the level of his own excitement rose. Now his cock was pushing harder against the front of her vagina as in moved. The added pressure rapidly brought him to the point of orgasm. It happened so quickly. He knew he was past the point of being able to hold it back when he gasped out, "I'm cumming."

"Don't hold back" was the gasping reply.

There was no way he could have held back. Semen rushed through the shaft in its initial, pleasure inducing release. He gasped and thrust into her hard as the first three loads were forced into the condom. After that the pleasure was too intense so he just pushed himself as hard as he could into her cavity and let the waves of orgasm wash over him. He collapsed onto her back, finally pushing his hands under her to cup her breasts.

"God," Sarah said, tipping her body to signal she wanted him to roll off her. He obliged.

Relaxation and Commotion



He lay on his back with his arms outstretched. Sally turned her body to him put her left leg on top of him, across his collapsing penis, She put her head on his arms next to him and her left hand on his chest. "Wow! That was amazing!"

"Yeah, amazing!" he agreed.

"Beyond amazing, beyond, way beyond. WOW!" words failed her.

"You're so beautiful," he told her, "so beautiful."

"All the guys tell me that," she smiled at him.

"And a great fuck."

"They all tell me that too. But ..."

He waited for her to complete the sentence.

"They aren't such great fucks themselves. You're the best." She smiled at him.

He lay back and dozed off as she gently pulled at his chest hairs.

Not too long thereafter the doorbell rang.

Marlene had finally been able to relax. The intensity of the action upstairs had caused her to bring herself off three times. She had had the presence of mind to put a towel on the couch where she was sitting but the dampness on her leotards was several inches across and the dampness had dripped down her legs. Her juices must have certainly gone right through the towel. She hoped the stain would be easy to get out. Thinking quickly when she heard the bell she pulled a seldom used apron out of a kitchen drawer and put it on to cover her wet crotch.

Sarah started when the doorbell rang. She shook Neal to wake him, "NEAL! NEAL!"

What?" Neal responded groggily.

"I think the next guy is here."

"Next guy?"

"Yeah, the next one Sally sent over. You better get dressed." Sarah got out of the bed and started grabbing up Neal's clothes as she heard her mother opening the door.

Neal got up. He had sure thought they had something special. But then Sally had just sent him over to have sex with the beautiful blond. He knew he shouldn't have expected any kind of relationship. "Will I see you again?"

Sarah was starting to panic. "Sure," she answered in a manner that didn't inspire confidence.

"Hey, be sure this doesn't slip off." She pulled on the condom that was starting to do just that. He held it on.

"Sarah, dear, there's a Jared here to see you!" her mom called up from downstairs.

"You were wonderful!" Sarah told Neal in a more sincere tone, "I'll call you." She quickly gathered his clothes, thrust them onto his available arm and grabbed him for a big kiss.

"Bathroom's to your right on the left. Do you have everything?" She looked hurriedly around the room. "Here's a sock!" she grabbed it and flipped it onto the pile.

She nudged him to the door and playfully slapped his rear.

Neal looked at the pile, "My belt!"

"It's still on your pants." Neal saw she was right and awkwardly moved down the hall. He turned back to look at her, She smiled and blew him a kiss before retreating into her bedroom.

Sarah looked at the bed. There was a huge wet spot in the middle of the comforter. She pulled it off and threw it behind the bed.. The blanket underneath looked dry.

"Send him up, Mom!" she yelled downstairs as she positioned herself on the bed, legs apart. Her genitals were still wet and, therefore, cold.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 23



Bathroom

Neal Carmody stood naked in Sarah Malone's bathroom, holding his clothes in his arms. Not two hours before he had been looking into community college classes and now he had just finished having amazing sex with one of the best looking cheerleaders from high school.

In high school Neal had been one of the "smart kids". Another of the "smart kids." Sally, had been having sex with most of the group since freshman year. That morning Sally had called and told him that Sarah, one of the cheerleaders, needed cheering up and asked him to help out. He thought it was a "punk" but went along, just in case, and quickly discovered that it wasn't a joke.

While he was relaxing in the afterglow of the best sex he had ever had the doorbell rang and it was another guy Sally had sent over to cheer up Sarah. He had been quickly shuffled into the bathroom. Neal dropped his clothes on the floor and pulled off the semen filled condom as he listened to "the next guy" ascending the stairs.

He hesitated about what to do with the condom and then poured the content into the toilet. He filled it from the faucet and emptied it before discarding it in the wastebasket. He wiped his penis dry with some toilet paper, unwilling to use Sarah's washcloth to clean it off. He reasoned he could clean it better at home. Then he dressed and combed his hair.

He glanced into Sarah's room on the way out. A guy with red hair and freckled shoulders had his pale butt pumping up and down between Sarah's legs. He recognized him as Jared Samuels who had been in the math club. Sarah caught him peeking in, smiled and wiggled her fingers at him.

As he came down the stairs he saw Sarah's mom lying on the couch wearing an apron. She smiled at him, "Sounded like you had a good time up there," She said.

That morning Sally had claimed, "You might get lucky if her mom is in.". And when he had arrived, Sarah's mom had flashed her breast at him. Neal remembered that, blushed and replied, "Yes ma'am." She didn't move to get up so Neal let himself out. "Good by Mrs. Malone," he stated politely as he closed the door behind him.

Living Room

But as Neal went to his car he saw he was blocked in by the latest arrival's car. Seeing no alternative, he went back to the house and rang the bell.

Sarah's mother couldn't help but hear the vigorous and joyful lovemaking between her daughter and Neal. She had masturbated to several orgasms during the activity and as a result had a huge wet spot on her exercise leotards. She had covered the dampness with a hastily grabbed apron. But when she looked through the peephole and saw Neal she pulled off the apron and threw it on the couch.

As she opened the door she smiled broadly and exclaimed, "Neal! You came back for me! Come in!" She encouraged his entry with a gentle push at his butt and let a strap drop to expose a breast.

Neal, no longer surprised at what might go on in the Malone household, and oblivious to the come-on, simply stated the facts. "My car is blocked in. I need to have the guy upstairs move his car."

"You know he and Sarah are busy," Marlene flirted. "Are you in a hurry? Need to get somewhere?"

"I could just go up and interrupt them" he said, recognizing a familiar squeal of pleasure from upstairs.

"It would be better if you didn't" Mrs. Malone told him in a soft pleasant voice. "We can wait."

Neal said nothing. He was thinking about the drudgery involved if he were to wait there while the moans he was hearing filtered down from the upstairs bedroom.

"We can have some fun," Mrs. Malone told him taking his hand and placing it on her bare breast.

He suddenly realized what she was talking about and reflexively jerked his hand back. She responded by placing her hand firmly and deliberately at his crotch. He looked at her body and saw the large wet patch at her crotch. He could easily make out the flesh pillows between her legs and the darker slit between them.

It was obvious to Marlene what he was staring at. That was her objective. "You like it?" She spread her legs. "Stick around. I'll provide a better view."

Neal hadn't previously noticed that Marlene was a beauty in her own right. In fact, she shared the figure and clam shell cunt of her daughter. Her exposed breast was a little larger than her Daughter's but didn't sag appreciably. Her face showed very slight signs of her age. His cock responded.

"I know you've just given it to my daughter but a young guy like you can certainly handle two women in a day." Marlene whispered to him, flicking his ear with her tongue and rubbing his penis through his jeans. His cock came to full salute when she grabbed it through the cloth. She exclaimed, "SEE! Come on, Let's do it." She took his hand while encouraging her other breast free of it's loose covering and gently pulled him to her.

Neal was totally unprepared for the kiss. Her tongue was inside his mouth, gently exploring his tongue. She pulled him tight, her ample breasts pushing against his chest and she pulled his butt to her so his cock was caught tightly between their bodies. As she kissed she rubbed her abdomen against it.

Releasing him and smiling broadly, she grabbed one of his hands and jammed it against her soft, wet crotch. He dropped all resistance and allowed her to lead him to the stairs by one hand. He remembered again what Sally had told him, "You might get lucky. She might join you."

Master Bedroom

She took him up to the master bedroom and its king sized bed.

Marlene turned to him, "Time to lose this." She peeled down her leotard and stepped lightly out of it.

Neal looked in wonder at the large breasts, flat stomach, and closely shaved, clam pussy. He reached out to touch one of the ever so slight dark lines near her navel.

"Sarah did that." she told him and answered his questioning look, "Stretch marks from pregnancy. Kind of ugly right?"

"Barely noticeable," Neal responded, regretting that he had reached out to feel them. "You look great!" Then added, "As good as Sarah."

"I do try to keep in shape. Have to for the club."

"Club?"

"Oh, of course you don't know. I dance at Pete's north of the city with Sarah."

"With Sarah? Pete's?"

"Sarah didn't tell you she dances too? Well. 'strips' may be more accurate. At Pete's Play Palace, north of the city."

"Stripping?"

"Yes, dear, getting naked for money. Come by some time." she opened a nightstand drawer and searched around. Neal stared at her fleshy labia as she bent over with her butt to him, intentionally flashing her pussy at him. She found a Pete's Palace card and turned around to hand it to him. "Admiring the view?"

He searched his mind for the right answer as he put the card in a pocket.

"Of course you were dear. Let's see what you've got." She reached to unbuckle his belt.

Not knowing what else to do Neal simply stood motionless as she pulled down his briefs and pants in one motion.

"Ohh! NICE!"Marlene exclaimed as she exposed the hard, 7 inch long cock and pendulous balls. The whole thing reminded her of her husband's great set. "Very Nice!" she said as she held and fondled his testicles. "This will certainly do. Let's get the rest of these clothes off."

Neal sat on the bed and pulled off his shirt and undershirt while Marlene knelt on the floor and made quick work of his shoes and socks. She then pulled his pants completely off. All the clothing was flung to the edge of the room.

"Let me check out this fucking tool," she laughed at the intended pun. She knelt in front of him and enveloped all seven inches of uncircumcised cock with her mouth. She tasted a musky, slightly sour flavor. "Oh, Neal! you left your cum on this cock. And you left my daughter's juicy cunt flavor on there too. This is one delicious Popsicle!"

She expertly used her tongue to push his foreskin down and licked around the base of the tip. Neal gasped. Then she pushed her face into his crotch, deep-throating the entire staff. Her tongue licked around it as she slowly withdrew, sucking the foreskin well past the tip as it came free.

She repeated he entire process, from licking around the tip to pulling free over and over. Meanwhile, her hands played with his scrotum and pendulous balls. gently squeezing them, sometimes just stroking the balls. Swinging them back and forth between his legs she swatted at them like a playful kitten. Or she would tightly grasp the flesh between balls and crotch and pull to make a smooth covering over the balls which she stroked with her other hand. Neal writhed in pleasure.

Marlene popped the hard cock out of her mouth a final time and managed to suck one of the egg sized balls completely into her mouth. Her tongue now explored the surface of his scrotum and her hands were free to play with his hardened staff, rolling the foreskin down and letting it slip back, stroking the cock up and down, sometimes with the tips of her fingers, other times wrapping her hand completely around it. She released the one ball and sucked on the other, her hands not missing a beat.

Pulling her mouth free, she released her grasp on his cock and pushed him back onto the bed. With what seemed to be no effort she lifted his legs and pulled his entire body on. "Lay down here, you marvelous fuck machine." Neal hadn't been with many women, most of his sex was with Sally and he had managed to get in the pants of a couple of other girls. He wasn't used to Marlene's blatant, outspoken, sexual manner. It turned him on.

69

"You know what to do with this?" Marlene swung her leg over his body so that her damp cunt was right in his face.

"Yes Ma'am!" Neal answered anxiously. Her swollen with excitement minor labia peeked out from the soft clam shell pillows and Neal began stroking them lightly.

Marlene liked the light strokes but she was looking for much more stimulation. "Put some muscle and effort into that, boy! I'm not some baby or tender virgin," she told him, pushing against the finger.

He was reminded of Sally telling him everything to do when she first started fucking him (it was definitely her fucking him, not the other way around). He knew exactly what Marlene wanted and thrust two fingers into her fuck hole, then three. And when they went in without difficulty, all four. He drove to the cervix and then felt for her G-spot as he withdrew. Finding it he began massaging it with the fingers making occasional excursions to her cervix. He pushed his thumb tightly against her clit and began rubbing.

"Oh Fuck, Yes!" she exclaimed. "You know the buttons, don't you, stud?"

She began playing with his ample testicles. Pulling the scrotum up, his balls slipped down to his crotch and she stretched the fleshy bag. She felt like a kid again and remembered the first time she had actually been able to play around with a guy's parts. She had a crush on her brother's friend, Tyler. She had somehow managed to get him alone in the basement guest room when her folks weren't home and got him to drop his pants. That first time he had only fingered her, but a month later she had his cock inside her.

Her reverie was interrupted as the pleasure from Neal's activities spread from her crotch into her abdomen.

Neal had been moving his fingers in and out more and more rapidly, his thumb wiggling side to side on her pleasure button.

She was taking rapid, shallow breaths. "Oh! Oh! Oh" she repeated.

Sensing the change, Neal slowed down then sped up then slowed, then more rapidly than ever, then slow again. Her sensations rose to climax and she swung her hips to, fro, around, ... every which way she moved them, as the pleasure became unbearable. He hung on to her pubes tightly continuing to vary his rhythm.

Pleasure ripples in her vagina signaled her imminent orgasm. He grabbed even more tightly and his thumb became a blur against the hard nub. Her rapid series of "oh's" became a prolonged "Ooooooo" and her body exploded in rapid spasms, her vagina massaged his fingers. Neal didn't let up until the vibrations subsided.

He pulled his damp fingers out and sucked at her vulva, tasting the salt and sour, fishy flavor. Like her daughters but a bit more on the "fishy" side.

"Oh God," Marlene exclaimed. "You DO know what you're doing."

Full Fuck

Her orgasm had left her exhausted but she never let a hard cock go to waste. She'd had plenty of orgasms, some just as intense as this, and knew that if she kept on fucking, more would come. "Your turn, mother fucker." She laughed at her word play, turned around and before Neal realized what she was doing she sat on his cock. It slipped inside her wet and ready tunnel.

"Now that's what I want!" she exclaimed as she felt the hard organ push inside her. "I've been wanting this all morning."

She moved all over his cock. Not just up and down but twisting, and sideways, and back and forth. She made sure every part of her vagina was stimulated.

Neal watching her ample breasts swinging up and down, held his hands up so her breasts slapped against his palms. Without missing a stroke, she grabbed his wrists and pulled his palms firmly against her "girls". He obliged and grabbed giving a deep massage as he felt his manhood being stroked by the warm moist cunt.

"Keep it up, baby," Marlene told him.

Thinking he should respond he choked out a weak, "Likewise."

Marlene loved being on top and being in control, but what she really loved was when a guy who knew what he was doing and how to drive his prick was in control. She wanted to see if Neal was as good with his cock as his fingers. So after few minutes she pulled a pillow next to his hips, shifted her weight and, in a maneuver perfected through years of practice flipped the two of them over. Before he could blink an eye, before he knew what was happening, Neal found himself above her, his cock still embedded firmly inside, her hips raised by a pillow under them and her legs in the air with her heels on his butt.

As he pounded inside her she couldn't help but think back to that first actual intercourse with her brother's friend. What was it about Neal that brought back those memories? Maybe that it had been so long since she'd fucked a guy this young. She'd developed early and had always gone after older guys. After she had an ID proclaiming she was 4 years older she never had a guy who couldn't take her into a bar. They were often 10, 15, even 20 years older. And it had all started with that fumbling encounter with Tyler. He had had difficulty even getting his cock to her fuck hole until she grabbed it and guided it in, and it had kept slipping out and he'd jam it into her ass or miss her body completely. She smiled remembering it. Neal was completely different, but yet it had been a long time since she'd been with an 18 year old guy.

Up and Down Stairs

Meanwhile, Sarah and Jared had finished. She had cum twice but felt strangely unsatisfied. "That had been a complete letdown after the session with Neal," she was thinking as she led Jared into the bathroom where she removed his condom and sucked his cock clean before wiping it with a damp washcloth. She debated walking Jared to the door but decided he could let himself out. He kissed her firmly and grabbed her bare butt before heading downstairs. "So mechanical" she thought as she went into her room and fell back on her bed.

She was tired and thirsty and hungry. "Mom!" she yelled. There was no answer.

"Mom!" again. Still no answer.

She got up and walked to the head of the stairs, "Mom!" she yelled down.

Getting no answer, she headed down, continuing to yell. "Mom!"

She stopped yelling as a quick search of the downstairs showed no one was there. A glance into the garage confirmed that she hadn't taken her car.

"MOM!" This time louder and directed up the stairs.

"MOM!" at the top of the stairs. There was a response, "In here, dear."

Neal and Marlene had been too preoccupied to notice Sarah's yells until she yelled loudly from the bottom of the stairs. Neal stopped but Marlene dug her heels hard into his butt and forced his cock to drive in. "Don't stop," she said gently.

Marlene's memories of her first fuck interrupted, she responded to the second shout and within seconds Sarah came into the room. "MOM!" she said, "Ewww! What are you doing?"

Neal stopped and began to pull out. "Keep on penetrating me with that pole." Marlene demanded. She had her hands on his butt. Her hands and heels pulled him back into her.

Sarah spread her hands outward, palms upward in a gesture of disapproval, "MOM!" she said loudly to emphasize.

"What's the matter dear? Keep on fucking." The latter directed to Neal who had paused in his thrusts.

Sarah, spread her arms toward the couple on the bed and keeping her palms upward gestured back and forth to indicate she was concerned about the entirety of what they were doing. "MOM!" the exasperation at her mother's intransigence and audacity was palpable. For emphasis she added, "NEAL!" in a tone of severe reproach.

Neal paused, and started to talk. Marlene put a finger to his lips, and dug her heels in again, "Keep that stiff staff moving sweetie." Neal obliged.

"You had your fun dear, can't I have some of my own?" Marlene was teasing her daughter.

"God, Mom you can't be left in the presence of a penis for even a minute," Sarah said, stomping out of the room and slamming the bedroom door behind her.

"She really likes you, you know," Marlene told Neal with a bit of a laugh.

Neal was confused as well as embarrassed, "Seemed angry to me."

He had slowed his hip action. "Hey, keep driving that pussy piston." Marlene told him. "That's how I know she likes you."

She interpreted his quizzical look and went on, "You know what she'd normally do if she found some guy fucking me?"

Neal's expression clearly showed that he had no idea, "She'd likely help out. Maybe start pushing the guys hips into me. At the least she'd watch, maybe start stroking the guys balls." After a thoughtful pause she added, "Yeah, with balls like yours she'd definitely do that. That's what she'd do if it were her step-dad."

"Her step-dad?" Neal broke his silence.

"Sure. Oh! of course you don't know, his package is a lot like yours. Long thin cock and large balls hanging well down. Like yours they feel great when ... " She paused, realizing a change in position was in order.

"But," Neal stammered, attempting to keep up his action. The conversation was occupying his attention. "But, I mean, I mean, ... Her step-dad? I mean ..."

Marlene caught his drift. "Oh! Yes, Neal, she's watched us fucking, several times. She's fucked him herself. I say she fucked him 'cuz she did the seducing. Not that he wasn't a willing participant."

Change of Position

With that revelation, Neal had stopped pumping. This time Marlene didn't insist he keep going but, rather, pulled away, and with the single word, "doggy," turned onto all fours and presented her ass to him.

He didn't hesitate and, while silently visualizing Sarah being fucked by her step father, knelt behind her mother and jammed his cock up her wet slit. She gasped. He liked doggy style because he was able to control the angle of entry for his cock by swing his legs side to side or by moving higher and lower. And, he certainly didn't mind the feeling of his balls swinging freely against her crotch.

As he began pumping away she also enjoyed his testicles slapping gently at her clit, "That's what I'm talking about!" she told him as he kept pumping in and out. She began helping by sliding back and forth, but not so much as to prevent his balls from swinging freely. The feeling was a slight tickle enhanced by the knowledge that it was those pendulous ball sacks.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 23



The doorbell rang and, shortly afterwards, Sarah poked her head in the bedroom, "Someone's at the door."

"Then ... answer ... it," her mother said pausing each time Neal pushed inside.

"I'm naked."

"And" ... I'm ... dressed ... for ... the ... opera. ... Answer ... it! ... It's ... one ... of ... Sally's... fuck ... partners ... any ... way."

Sarah grabbed her mother's bathrobe that was always hanging behind the door. They were the same size and it would fit her perfectly. "I'm taking the bathrobe. It might be a deliveryman or something."

"Very ... unlikely."

As Sarah left the room, her mother pushed her hips against Neal to stop his action and yelled after her, "And be sure he parked so Neal can get his car out!"

Then she added quickly, "And close the door."

Sarah obliged: returning and slamming the door before heading downstairs.

Unlike with Sarah, Neal devoted himself to getting as much pleasure from Marlene's cunt as he could. Raising up and thrusting down into her he put pressure on the underside of the tip of his penis where he was most sensitive.

Marlene didn't mind as long as his balls kept stroking her clit. And as his penis pleasured itself, it pushed against her G-spot She relaxed and enjoyed herself, swinging her hips side to side to vary the sensations.

It wasn't long before the combination of sensations brought Neal to maximum arousal. "I'm cumming!" he warned.

"Go for it, big boy," Marlene encouraged him. "Fill me with that warm man juice."

Neal hadn't even considered that that he wasn't wearing a condom. The thought gave him pause but also made him more aware that his bare cock was surrounded by her bare vaginal walls. The thought alone was enough to bring him off and he groaned loudly.

Marlene felt the warm semen released inside her. "I knew you had another load ready to go," Marlene told him. "Keep it coming."

Marlene reached down and caught some of the dripping semen in her cupped hand. She tasted the combination of her juices with his, "That's yummy."

His cock was still inside as she pushed back, hard. He fell back and she was sitting on top. She pulled off and moved the dripping wet cunt to his face. "You made the mess. Lick it clean," she demanded in a gentle but insistent voice.

He stated his earlier realization, "We didn't use a condom!"

"A small risk," she told him, "You haven't been with many women have you?'

"Only Sally, and a couple others. I always use a condom."

"See! No risk."

"But ..."

In fact the lack of a condom had been intentional on her part. She seldom had a chance with a low risk partner. She offered an explanation, "I love having a bare cock inside, warmer. And the feeling of warm cum inside and dripping out. Well, that's wonderful."

"But ..." he repeated

"Oh! Yeah I have loads of sex partners. I use a condom with most of them and because of my work at the club I get tested frequently. You have more chance of catching the flu from me than anything else. I'll send you the results of my next test if you want."

Neal considered and said nothing more. It had been sweet, feeling her vagina without the latex. And what was done, was done. Perhaps in the future he should take more personal responsibility. He'd always relied on the girl to provide the condom and make sure it was applied. That was Sally's way and so he had just fallen into a habit.

He applied himself to licking out her dripping pussy. He didn't like the taste of semen but had to admit to himself that the salty sour flavor of her vaginal juices took the edge off. "That's good," he stated, more to satisfy her than because he actually liked it. His tongue swept over her labia and then slipped between them. He pushed it in, pulled it out, gave her clit a hard lick, stroked down the length of her lips and back again, first on the outside, then pushed between the soft lips and then driving back inside. Over and over.

She squirmed in pleasure, moaning at his ministrations and sucking his shrinking cock clean.

Her body shivered with impending orgasm. She stopped working his penis and emitted a single long moan as he began licking rapidly at her clit. She came with a shudder that caused her clit to vibrate all the more fiercely at his mouth. He kept the rapid licking until her spasms subsided and she collapsed next to him with a loud, "OH, FUCK ME!"

They laid on the bed. She playing with his penis, rolling the foreskin back and forth and also rotating his testicles inside the ample scrotum, stretching it while pushing the balls down to his crotch. He stroked her thighs and calves, admiring how toned they were, indistinguishable from her teenaged daughter's. He felt the soft pillows of her clam-shell cunt, wondering if he should try to bring her off again.

Master Bath

She wanted to stay there all day, maybe have another orgasm, or two, but thoughts of reality intruded. There were only a few hours before she and Sarah would need to leave for the club. Of course, they could be late and pay the late fee, or they could blow off today altogether, but she wasn't going let a dalliance with a young stud, no mater how skilled he was, interfere with her daily discipline, or more importantly, Sarah's. She and Sarah could also pick up take out on the way instead of a home prepared salad. Sarah could afford to do that, but she couldn't if she wanted to maintain a body that would attract clients at the club.

She lifted her body from the bed. "I need to shower, come on."

She took him into the bathroom that held a huge shower with plenty of room for two, maybe even four, and turned on the water. He steeled himself for the inevitable initial burst of cold water but was surprised when warm water immediately poured down from four large heads embedded in the ceiling. "Isn't it nice?" she asked, "Sarah's step father had this installed for my birthday a couple of years ago. Heater keeps pipes warm for immediate warm water and room for an orgy."

She laughed lightly, handed him a bar of soap and, with a big smile, placed his hand at her crotch instructing him, "start cleaning."

He rubbed the bar on her labia and she began showing signs of obvious pleasure.He realized this wasn't about cleaning at all. So he lathered his hand generously, put the bar aside and applied himself to her genitals. he stroked hard and fast outside and then inside. He made sure to play plenty of attention to her clit. "Oh! That's it!" she wiggled her hips in pleasure.

He kept at it and her body soon vibrated in orgasm. He stroked her clit more vigorously as she erupted.

Her orgasm subsided and she grabbed the soap, "my turn."

His cock was hard again and she massaged it vigorously with a strong, soapy grip. "I love the way you young studs can get it up again and again."

She wasn't gentle and soon he let loose another burst of sticky white. Barely stopping in her massage she rinsed off the soap and bent down to lap up the drops as they oozed out. He writhed around, gasping in pleasure.

"I knew you had a third load inside," she laughed. "I bet I could coax another out?"

He shook his head.He felt spent.

"OK, there will be another time." she laughed.

"Oh?"

"Oh! Yes! she really likes you. I'll see you again."

"But she doesn't want us fucking," He spoke more boldly.

"OH, but she'll let us. Maybe in exchange for her step father." she laughed in pleasure at the thought. "Oh, yes, she'll let us."

Neal could only wonder about this family as they stepped out and Marlene dried him off. His cock had never been so dry. She had it hard again and he was almost sure she was going to bring him off again.

She handed him a clean towel. "Do me, dear. Don't ignore the cunt."

He did as she requested and after drying her genitals, considering that with her it wasn't about drying, shoved four fingers up her vagina and, with his thumb at her clit brought her to orgasm one more time.

"You catch on quick," she said, smiling.

In the Car

Neal dressed as she sat on the bed naked, watching him, rubbing her nipples and playing with herself. She walked him downstairs without dressing. Before opening the door for him she grabbed him in a huge hug and gave him a wet kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth. "It has been a REAL pleasure," she told him, one hand pressing on his hardening cock and the other opening the door. "Drive safe, I'll look forward to our next fuck."

He walked to his car, taking a glance back. She had the door open, with her shapely body fully revealed. She winked and waved. He wondered what the neighbors would think. "They probably see that all the time," he told himself.

He looked back again after getting in the car. The house door was closed.

He had left his phone charging in the car. Glancing at it he saw a text message, three missed calls and a voice mail. He drove down the block and parked. The text and the calls were from Sally. She never called, only texted, so that was peculiar. The text simply said, "Call me." The voice mail was longer but still cryptic, "Thanks so much for what you did with Sarah. I appreciate it and she really, really enjoyed it. Can we talk?"

He called. "Hi, Neal. Wow! did you impress Sarah," she answered. "How was it for you?"

"Great," he responded. "Really great."

"It sure sounded like it. You'll have to come by some time and give me a blow by blow, maybe with a hands on demonstration."

"Sure, whenever you want."

"Sarah really enjoyed it and you. She really likes you."

"That's what her mom said."

Sally laughed, "How WAS her mom?"

"You know?"

"That you fucked her mom? Of course, Sarah told me. Don't say I didn't warn you."

"Yeah, Marlene was a lot of fun."

"Haha, 'fun', I bet. And you're on a first name basis. She's quite the cougar isn't she?"

"Yes, she certainly is."

"You'll have to throw in a demonstration of that too."

"Uhh, I guess."

"What I really wanted to talk to you about was that Sarah really likes you."

"You already told me that."

"Can't be repeated enough, that's how much she likes you."

"OK?"

"Anyway, she asked for your phone number."

"She did?"

"Quite a compliment. She said she wants to call you. Sarah NEVER calls guys. They call her."

"Oh?"

"'OH!' You bet, 'OH!' Anyway I gave it to her."

"Good, thanks."

"Hahaha, 'thanks?' You owe me more than that. You better have that cock and those balls ready when I want them."

"Sure," he felt his cock already getting ready.

"You know you're hung like Sarah's Dad?"

"Sarah's mom mentioned that. You've seen his parts?"

"Oh yeah, had them inside me too, several times. Quite the family, the Malones."

Neal shook his head, "yeah, quite the family."

"Maybe you'll be part of it."

"Huh?"

"Sarah's taken with you. More that any guy she's ever known. Whatever you did, she's into you for more than sex." She finished by humming a couple of bars of "Here Comes the Bride."

"Right, right, I bet she doesn't even call."

"How much you wanna bet on that? $100?"

"You know I'm broke."

"Won't cost you a penny if she doesn't call. Not that sure are you?"

Neal wasn't sure. He was skeptical, but hopeful. He wouldn't mind spending more time with a girl as beautiful as Sarah. "No bet."

"Good call! I'll be in touch." Sally concluded the call with a laugh.

Neal drove home. He was exhausted. In his room he pulled off his shoes and collapsed onto his bed.

The phone rang, It was from a number the phone didn't recognize. Usually he'd let such calls go to voice mail but today ...

He answered hesitantly, "Hello?"

"Hi Neal, it's Sarah Malone."



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 24



Sally and Mark Horton

Sally had just finished calling the last of six guys she had lined up for her friend Sarah. Sarah had been upset because her parents told her she could no longer attend their swingers parties and Sally had called some of "her guys" to help cheer Sarah.

Now she could go back to finding someone for herself. She had been looking through her list of guys to have sex with before Sarah called. The list was made up mostly of the "geeky" guys from high school. Sally was a less attractive girl with almost no figure but a strong sex drive and a high intellect. She had found it easy to attract the guys who were less socially capable and had taught them how to please her in exchange for her pleasing them. This summer, before leaving for Stanford she intended to fuck as many on the list as she could.

After Sarah's call she was reminded of the swingers party that the two of them had attended. Sarah had managed to get one of the high school teachers to be her partner at the party. Sally had had a brief sexual encounter with him at the party and had his number. Thinking of his thick, though short cock, she knew he was the guy she had to have. She dialed his number.

Mister Horton

Mark Horton was in his classroom preparing for his afternoon remedial English class. He had volunteered to teach a couple of remedial classes for the money. He wasn't looking forward to another session with students who either were not interested in the subject or had a basic difficulty with English beyond his ability to correct. He reflected on the difficulty any student who grew up in a household where no English or improper English was spoken would have with the language. And then if they didn't want to be in school at all... He sighed, resigned to do his best, even though those who most needed his help were the ones who least wanted it.

His cell phone rang. The phone had no name and he didn't recognize the number so he let it go to voice mail.

A tone indicated that the caller had left a message and he listened to it. "Mister Horton, this is Sally Czarwitz, you know, from the debate club, and ..." There was a brief pause in the message. "And, well, you know, I was at the swingers party?" How was he likely to forget encountering one of the better students in the school at a sex party. The message continued, "I was hoping we could, Uhhh, get together, and, uhhh, talk, and ..." Another pause, this one longer and followed by a very hesitant conclusion, "uhhh, and, uhhh, uhhh, maybe, uhhh, maybe, you know do, uhhh, IT, you know, IT, again? You know? Call me back."

Not a very coherently stated message from one of the best debaters in the school he thought, smiling to himself , knowing that it was completely reasonable, given the subject. "IT again," huh? His cock enlarged as he thought about "IT" again. Sally wasn't all that physically attractive but she clearly knew the power of her sex and how to use it. And, it wouldn't be polite to ignore her message. Before calling he needed to decide: IT again or no IT with her.

Making up his mind, he called, "Sally?"

"Of course Mister Horton, Hi, how are you?"

"I'm doing well, Sally, how are you?"

"Ohh, fabulous," Sally was a bit giddy from her uncertainty about how this would go and how to approach the conversation. "You got my message."

"Yes I did, and,"

Sally interrupted out of her nervousness, "Good! And, ...?"

"Yes, good, and, I'd love to see you."

"Ohhh! Great. Where would be good?"

Mark had considered that before calling, "I have a Community College class at 8:00. Could we meet at the fountain in the quad around 7:00?"

"Oh," Sally's expectations dropped and her voice showed it. She reluctantly brought up the subject, "What about, well, you know, IT?"

"Ahh, IT." Mark expected that discussion to take place in person.

"Yes, IT." Now that the subject was out in the open, her inhibitions were by the board. "I really want sex, Mr. Horton. I told you at the party. I do want to talk with you but it's more fun naked, don't you think?"

"Uhhh." now Mark was the one with the nervousness. "Yes,"

"And even more fun talking when your cock is in my cunt, don't you think? I sure do!"

Mark was overwhelmed, she might as well have been inside his pants stroking his cock. That was what he wanted and he had decided to do "IT", but hoped to approach the subject more gradually. "Well, yes, but ..."

"I was hoping, well, to do IT maybe this afternoon?"

"I have high school remedial classes this afternoon. I only have a couple of hours between those classes and my community college class."

Sally considered whether she really wanted to wait. She could always call one of her other guys. One of them would certainly be available for fucking within minutes. But, she did need to wait for Sarah to be finished. Sarah would probably be satisfied with three or four guys and Sally could get one of the others to come satisfy her. But she did want Mr Horton's thick cock. And if she was with him she would have given odds she could get in his pants (or was it get him inside hers?) She decided to lay the groundwork. "Okay, 7:00."

Sally got off her phone in a calculating mood. Her focus was on how to turn the 7 O'clock meeting into an evening of sexual pleasure. She'd have everything set. Hotel room for after his class. They'd meet after his class. Maybe she'd pick him up. She'd get him so turned on at the 7:00 meeting that he wouldn't resist. It would likely take only a few well placed touches and some hints and what could go on after. She'd be careful not to push too hard. "That thick cock is as good as inside me," she thought, rubbing at her crotch.

As Mark Horton hung up he considered what a bad idea it was to be having sexual liaisons with ex-students, especially two nymphomaniacs like Sally and Sarah. But the attraction was hard to put aside, and it wasn't like they were current students or under-age. From his short experiences with the two, they did know how to please a guy. Given the emotional and physical pleasure he just wasn't ready to give it up.

Quad

Deciding against getting the motel first, Sally got to the community college at 6:30. She wanted to scope out the location. She was wearing a ribbed white tank top about two sizes too small with no bra. It stretched easily and was comfortable but showed everything underneath. It was especially chosen to emphasize her large nipples. She wore a short, tan skirt low and tight on her hips, such as they were. It flared out slightly and could be easily encouraged to expose her crotch. She had debated wearing no panties but instead decided on white lace that showed the bush she kept well trimmed.

The fountain was a simple flowing one with a bench surrounding it. It was much too public but in each corner of the quad was a bench surrounded by bushes on three sides and open toward the fountain. One of those would be perfect. A couple sat on one of them, kissing, The guy had a hand on the young woman's thigh, pushed up under her skirt. Sally went into the student union, ordered a soda and sat waiting at a table that looked out at the fountain. She smiled as she visualized getting Mark's hand up her skirt.

Mark arrived almost ten minutes early. That was good sign, Sally thought. He was anxious. There'd be no problem getting him to fuck her tonight. After looking around for Sally, he sat down and pulled his night's lesson plan out of his brief case.

Sally didn't want to appear too anxious, but she did want him to know she wanted him. So, five minutes before the scheduled time, she disposed of her almost finished drink and left the student union through a door away from the fountain. Before she came around the corner, she quickly applied an ice cube she had reserved for just this purpose to each nipple and then adjusted the tank top, rubbing it against her nipples to harden them and stretching the fabric tight. She also applied the cube to the crotch of her panties before tossing it aside.

She put on her best, "I want you," smile and did a combination walk/skip/run toward her objective, "Mr Horton!" she called out.

Mark barely had time to put down his lesson plan before she was on him. She threw her arms around his neck and gave him a kiss. As she released him, his eyes were right at the level of her hard nipples, with the darkness of her aureoles showing through the damp fabric.

"Come on, Mr. Horton," she said sweetly, pulling on his arm so he stood. She immediately hugged him, putting her arms around his. He instinctively hugged back but she had his arms pinned so his hug was positioned at her hips and his hands were on her butt. She reached back and pushed his hands firmly into place, bringing her body in contact with his. She rubbed her belly against the growing hardness she felt between his thighs.

"Come on." She pulled him toward one of the corner benches, giving him almost no time to grab his brief case and papers.

He followed her. He had no time to think. Was she skipping? he wondered to himself as he watched the ponytail she had made from her hair bobbing behind her. Her skirt didn't seem to quite cover her butt and flipped up to reveal a brief hint of white and a butt crack with each step. She flounced down on the bench. Her grasp on his hand sat him down. He dropped his brief case next to the bench and sat at the opposite end. Her forehead gleamed slightly and her smile lit up. Her smile, her eyes, the shining smooth forehead, all pulled his attention away from her too large, slightly misshapen nose and the fact that her mouth was a bit too wide for her face. She just looked beautiful. He kissed her back.

She scooted right next to him, hip to hip. She placed his hand on her thigh and moved it to her crotch, sliding the few inches of dress out of the way. Moving her face to his she kissed him solidly and sensually. His other hand, displaying a mind of its own, went around her shoulder.

"Mmmm," she hummed lightly as she leaned her back into him. She pulled the hand from her shoulder down to her breast and moved her other hand to stroke his enlarged cock. He kept his hand on her thigh and pushed it against the soft pillows between her legs. "You know what I like, Mr. Horton?"

His mouth was dry, "sex?" was all he could think of.

"Well yes." She made a girlish giggle. "I mean something else, Mr. Horton. I like guys' penises."

"I'd have never guessed," he attempted weak humor.

She gave a lilting little laugh. "You're funny. Yes indeed. I like to look at them, I like to feel them," she emphasized with a squeeze of his through his slacks. "I especially like to feel them inside me." She reached down to pull the crotch of her panties aside. Mark felt her bare pussy with it's carefully cultivated furry covering. She pushed his fingers into the wet slot. "I'd love yours inside." She displayed her beguiling, puppy dog, smile.

"That sounds good," Mark responded honestly, feeling the inside of her vagina up to the cervix and rolling one of her substantial nipples between thumb and forefinger of his other hand.

Sally knew she had him hooked, now to give him some line and then reel him in. "Mr Horton, we're in public!" she pulled his hand gently away from her crotch and shrugged away from the hand at her breast. "What did you want to talk about?" she asked demurely, adjusting her panties while assuring he could see her neatly trimmed pubes.

"What I wanted to talk about?" His mind whirled around at the change of subject. His thinking was not helped by the way she adjusted her skirt and then smoothed her tank top.

"Remember. You wanted to meet and talk before we ..." she paused and feigned embarrassment before quietly saying, "before we, you know, did... it." She almost whispered the last word as if "it" was something she never talked about and certainly never actually did.

"IT" had become the only thing on Mark's mind. He could remember nothing about what he might have wanted to talk about. He said the first non sexual thing he could think of, "how are your plans for Stanford going."

"Oh, great. There's not much to do. Dorm and everything is all arranged. My parents will take me up. I have my class list and will be arranging my schedule the week before I leave. It's all on-line."

A pause signaled to Mark that he was expected to continue the conversation. "So how's the summer project going?" He blurted out the next thing that came to mind.

"Summer project?"

"Yes, you know the one with the guys you know." Sally had told him about her plan to fuck all the guys on her list when she met him at the swingers party.

"Oh, that project. It's underway. Underway as we speak." She managed to get her slim hand between his belly and belt. Her fingers stroked at his bare tip.

"You ready to fuck? Love to do it." She said in her sweetest voice, turning to kiss him. Her tongue explored his tonsils and her hand pushed fully into his slacks to explore his cock and balls. He responded by pulling her close and using his tongue to check out her teeth.

As they separated, she asked, "Can we get together after your class?"

"Sure."

"You're place or mine?" she laughed, "Can't be mine 'cause my parents wouldn't want it. But could be a motel."

Mark couldn't help but think of the rumors and problems that might follow if anyone saw a high school teacher ringing a young teen aged girl into his apartment. "Better be a motel." "Can't be too expensive," he added as an afterthought.

"If it doesn't have to be fancy, I can get us a room," she told him in her most inviting voice. She had in mind a clean but spare by-the-hour place near where Sarah worked as a stripper.

Mark checked his phone for the time. "I better get to my classroom. I have to setup." His senses were returning.

"Mind if I tag along? I'll leave when it's time for the class"

"I guess so." Mark gathered up his papers and briefcase and the two of them walked to the class together.

"How are your classes going?" Sally asked, beginning a friendly discussion, now that the important stuff was out of the way.

Pete's

Sally drove up to the motel and obtained a room. They could spend 2 hours or a day there and settle the account when they checked out.

The room had a musty odor so she went to a nearby drug store and bought an air freshener to put in the room hoping that in the hour or so before she and Mark actually made use of it the freshener would have done its job. She also picked up a package of extra large condoms and a couple of scented candles for mood.

She had an idea and drove to the net exit up the freeway and Pete's Pleasure Palace where Sarah and her mother worked as strippers. A brief, satisfactory conversation with the manager and she was back in her car driving to the park and ride near the community college to wait for Mark.

Mark had rushed through the class and ended it early hoping none of the students would complain. He arrived at the park and ride shortly after Sally and she got into his car. "I'm looking forward to this," she said, kissing him and briefly stroking his cock.

"Me too," he replied, returning the kiss and grabbing her hand to hold it in place before starting to drive. She took the hint and continued stroking, bringing the organ to full engorgement as he drove.

As they drove in silence she put her idea into action. "Sarah and her mom work just up the road."

Mark drew a blank, "Sarah?"

"Jeez, Mr, Horton, she invited you to the swingers party and had sex with you after and I saw you giving her mother a working over at the party."

"Oh, Sarah Malone, and her mother! Sorry, the name just didn't register right away. What are they doing?"

"They're strippers at the nudie place, Pete's, up the way."

The occupation for Sarah didn't surprise Mark, she hadn't been much of a student and certainly had the body for stripping. His experience with her going to the swingers party had demonstrated that she didn't have many inhibitions either. "Oh? she didn't mention she was stripping when we went to the party."

"I'm sure she started after the party."

"And her mother?" Her mom, Marlene, was also a looker and the thought of her excited Mark almost as much as having Sally in the car with him. He had gone to the swingers party more to have sex with Marlene than anything to do with Sarah.

"Yep! she started at the same time. She'd done it before too. You wanna go see them?"

"Might be interesting." Mark debated with himself. There was always a chance that he might be seen by someone, like a father of a student, who could result in trouble for him. He would like to see Marlene again and Sarah was always easy on the eyes. Sally's grasp on his cock reminded him that there was another, more exciting, activity in store. He vacillated, to go to the strip club or get it on with Sally.

"C'mon. Let's look in!" Sally encouraged him, hoping this would pay off. Even though the strip club might help get Mark excited, he seemed plenty ready now and if he ended up in a back room with Sarah or her mom they might relieve him of his load.

"Why can't I have both?" he decided. "Sure, let's see what it's like." he told Sally. He grabbed her thigh as far up as possible, moved his hand to push against her vulva and reassured her, "This will get serviced after." She squeezed his cock in response.

As they got out of the car, Mark noticed how seedy the place looked. It was seedy on the inside too but that was harder to notice because it was dark. Sally led him to a table near the stage where a skinny, dark haired woman was dancing with her top off, jiggling her clearly artificial breasts. When the waitress came over Sally asked where Astrid and Valkyrie were. "I think they're in back with guys," the waitress responded, "What do you want to drink?"

"Let them know Sally is here," she told her. "Bring me a water."

After they ordered and the skinny woman had stripped to her birthday suit. Sally excused herself. Mark watched as the woman displayed her sexual parts to the guys around the stage, even pulling one guy's head into her crotch after he had tossed some money at her. As she was gathering her clothes to leave the stage, Sally returned, "enjoying the show?"

"Sexy but not really sensual," was Mark's reply.

"I've got something special for you," Sally told him. "Let's move to the stage."

"Oh?" Mark wondered aloud as she pulled him out of his chair to a seat next to the empty stage.

To his surprise, she didn't sit next to him and as the announcer said, "Now for something really special, one of our amateur night winners, Sabrina!"

He was even more surprised when Sally, herself went up the stairs and onto the stage. The words, "amateur night winner" echoed in his brain as Sally began slowly gyrating her body to the tune of "Pretty Woman."

She was clearly dancing for him, strutting up to him and then retreating. She paid no attention to any of the other guys like the woman before her had. She walked right up to the edge of the stage in front of him and knelt down. She took his hands and rubbed them against her already hard 3/4 inch nipples. Then she grabbed the bottle of water she had left with him and poured some over the front of the shirt, fully revealing her small breasts, dark aureoles and substantial nipples.

Sarah came out of the back VIP room and noticed Sally on stage. As she came to the stage she recognized Mark and went over. Sitting in the chair beside him she announced her presence, "Hi, Mr. Horton."

He looked over at her. She winked, "good isn't she," and turned back to watching her friend on stage.

"Yes." Mark no longer took his eyes off the gyrating figure which had now dropped the small skirt to the floor revealing her bush through the thin lace. Once again she came in front of him, "Hi Astrid," she said to Sarah as she took the water bottle and this time poured it into her panties. Spreading her legs she took Mark's head and pulled it between them rubbing his nose at her damp crotch.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 24



As she finished, Marlene came over and sat beside Mark opposite her daughter. "Enjoying the show big boy?" She placed her hand on his cock. Sally released Mark's head. He looked over and smiled, making no reply. Sally had been grabbing the bottom of her tank top throughout her dance and pulling it up to just below her aureoles, then pulling it tightly back down but now she quickly pulled it completely off. Kneeling in front of Mark she told him to save it for her and rubbed her nipples on his face.

Some of the guys in the stage seats had tossed a few bills on the stage. Sally decided to share the love and went around, spreading her legs for a crotch examination by each of the guys as the song reached a close.

"All right, Sabrina," the announcer yelled. "You guys want to see her totally naked?" The sensual beat of "I Want Your Sex" began as the announcer said, "Not that there's a lot more to see."

Sally kept to the beat with wild and forceful pelvic thrusts and body movements. She pulled her panties down a bit and then up, tightly, forcing them into her vulva every few beats. She danced over to Mark and pulled the crotch aside, revealing her substantial labia that had only been hinted at through the damp lace. She did that a couple of times and then pulled her panties to her knees. Standing with her legs together she gyrated her hips and legs to the beat causing the panties to slowly drop. They reached her feet. She pulled one foot loose and then presented the panties to Mark with her other leg outstretched. Mark accepted them while admiring the large flaps of her minor labia protruding from the neatly trimmed crotch.

Sally took a quick tour of the stage and then lay down in front of Mark with her legs spread in front of him. She reached down and spread her labia wide, exposing her clit and vaginal entrance. Inserting her fingers she spread her vagina to the point he could have seen her cervix if it weren't so dark. She smiled widely at him as she scooted toward him, her legs dropping off the edge of the stage. She moved her butt to the edge and pulled his face into her. He could smell the female sexual scent and his nose went between the flaps, and came away very damp.

"Sally," Sarah motioned to her. Sally swung her crotch toward her friend who drove two fingers into her cunt and began massaging her clit and vaginal walls. Withdrawing the fingers, she presented them to Mark for him to lick. Marlene said, "my turn" and did the same. Sally swung back to Mark. took his hand and drove two fingers inside her. As he removed them she motioned that he should let Sarah lick those off. Then the other hand to be sucked off by Marlene. As the song wound down she once again toured the stage, showing off her vulva to all those around it.

After the song was over she went to Mark and retrieved her shirt, skirt and panties. As she put them on she invited Sarah and Marlene to collect the cash on the stage. "I got your manager's permission to do this, but he told me not to take any money. Maybe you can distribute it to the other girls."

She led Mark to a table away from the stage. "You like my dance?"

"Of course, You got me going. I was surprised when they announced you as a amateur night winner. I guess you've done this before."

"Well, not that routine. I've had a special amateur night dance I use, as a schoolgirl."

"Have you done it long?" Mark expected that she'd been at it for a while and that maybe that was how Sarah had gotten into stripping.

"Not too long. I started after Sarah started dancing. She encouraged me to enter the amateur night contest."

"And you won?"

"Yep, first time. I had some help from Sarah and her mom."

"Hi, Mr Horton," Sarah had returned with her mother.

"Quite a demonstration, Sally," Marlene added. "You two thinking of a little extra action in back?"

"No, thanks," Sally stated firmly. "We really need to get going. We have places to go, things to do."

"I bet!" Sarah said, "THINGS to do! Kind of like SALLY to DO, huh, Mr Horton?" She gave him an obvious, knowing wink.

Mark had no reply. as Sally rose saying, "I just wanted to show him where you guys worked. Then I had the idea of the dance. But really, we need to get going. I bet he wouldn't mind if you guys called sometime."

"No, I guess not," Mark mumbled as they moved to the door.

"You can always come by here," Marlene said as she followed them to the door. "I'll give you extra special attention; make sure you have a very happy day."

Motel

"That was a kick!" Sally laughed as she got into the car.

"It was something," Mark agreed. "Do you do that often?"

"Do what?"

"Come here and strip."

"Oh, no, that was just for you. It's really illegal." She smiled at him and before he could get on his seat belt, she unbuckled and unzipped his trousers.

"Sally ... " he remonstrated, "I have to drive."

"I'm not giving you a blowjob or anything. Just want to keep you ready," she laughed as she pushed her hand through the fly of his boxers and cupped his testicles. She loved feeling the hard balls and rotating them in their wrinkly leather sac. His were particularly hairy besides, so she gently pulled at the hairs.

He realized there would be no stopping her and backed the car out. "Illegal?"

She was more interested in exploring his testicles and had pushed both balls up into their abdominal sockets so she could stretch and squeeze his ball sack. She answered absentmindedly, "You're supposed to have a strippers license to work there. Maybe it's okay for amateurs, don't really know, The manager said it was okay. That's probably why he said not to take any of the cash."

He found he needed to concentrate on his driving. Blow job or not, what she was doing with his sexual parts was getting distracting. Now she had teased one of his balls out of its hiding place and was gently squeezing it. She was always fascinated by how the balls were completely loose inside their sack. When she had first read about them she had assumed they were firmly attached and had been completely surprised when her first experience playing with them had shown otherwise. She squeezed gently and rotated the firm oval egg. She remembered how she had made a few of her first partners scream in pain when she had squeezed too tightly. Guys seemed so strong and tough but they had that one extreme vulnerability. That was one of her first realizations of the power she had over them.

She stopped massaging his testicles and now just had her hand cupped around them feeling them moving . She loved how guys' testicles rotated around inside the scrotum. To her it was like they were so excited they couldn't keep still.

Mark pulled into the space in front of the room.

Sally bounced out of the car and skipped into the room, leaving Mark to get his trousers into a semblance of modesty before walking in himself.

She quickly lit the candles and positioned herself enticingly on the bed before Mark entered.

He mumbled the single word, "bathroom," and went in with barely a notice of her preparations.

As she waited she considered her next move. Her original thought was that he'd jump right onto the bed and they'd wrestle each other out of their clothes. Now, she decided to be naked when he came out. She pulled off her tank top and stepped out of her skirt, kicking off her shoes. She decided to leave the panties on. The lights were off and the room was illuminated only by the flickering candles.

As Mark came out she jumped up from the bed and put her arms around him. He hugged her back and she sneaked one hand into his slacks and around to the front. "Let's get you out of these clothes, she said, pulling away and unbuttoning his shirt. Then unbuckling and unzipping his slacks she pulled them down. She gently pushed him onto the bed so she could remove his shoes and socks. She took his slacks and, out of consideration, took them to the closet to hang up. He followed her over, taking off his shirt and handing it to her. As she hung that up he reached around her and massaged her slight breasts, manipulating the large nipples between his fingers. "Mmmmm," she hummed. leaning her body back into his and encouraging one of his hands to move down.

He caressed her abdomen and pressing her flat belly pulled her back into his hardened cock. She continued her hum of enjoyment, holding the back of his hands with hers. At her urging he moved his hand down, pausing at the edge of her panties. He lifted his fingers slightly so they slid over the edge and he cupped her genitals with his left hand massaging them through the cloth. He had his right arm around her so that he fingers of his right hand massaged her left nipple while his wrist rubbed her right nipple. Her hum became a lower pitched moan.

She wasn't very heavy so he easily lifted her by her crotch, steadying her with the hand around her chest and placed her on the bed facing him. He pulled off his undershirt.

"Mr Horton!" Sally exclaimed, "You're really ripped."

"You've seen me naked before."

"Yeah, but, well, I was looking elsewhere."

"And where might ..." He stopped, realizing exactly what she was talking about.

"I'm kinda obsessed over penises. Yours is so nice and thick." She reached out one hand to stroke the tent in his boxers. She moved the other to the waistband.

"Not yet," Mark stated, calmly moving her hand away. He lay down on the bed and slid her next to him, hugging her tightly. He felt her substantial, hard nipples pushing into his chest and allowed her to rub his penis with her leg. Meanwhile he continued to massage her genitals through the insubstantial lace panties.

Sally became more and more aroused. The feeling of his chest hair against her nipples, the hard cock against her leg and his hand at her crotch all combined to great effect. She could feel her panties getting damp and cold from the dampness. She moaned in synch with his fingers moving over her panties.

Mark sensed her excitement and decided it was time to make a change. A quick move and his hand was inside her panties. There he could push between her labia and into her vagina. He lightly pinched and massaged the ample flaps. As her excitement rose he drove his finger up her vagina to her cervix. A few strokes and he located her G spot. Two fingers inside her and his thumb on her clit brought her quickly to orgasm. Her abdomen quivered in ecstasy as she squealed with pleasure. He didn't let up until her vibrating body was reduced to twitching with his strokes.

"Oh my God!" Sally exclaimed as she caught her breath. "God! that felt fabulous. My turn." She popped up, grabbed his waistband and pulled the boxers free of his cock. It was rock hard and just as she remembered it, 5 inches long but almost two inches thick with a conical tip that was perfect for spreading a vagina to receive the thick member. She opened her mouth as wide as she could but could only get a little more than the tip in. She held the shaft with her hand as she licked and sucked at as much of his cock she could.

Mark didn't just lie there and enjoy her ministrations. He grabbed her waist and lifted her over him. Her vulva with its pillowy major labia and ample minor labia flaps were positioned so he could lick away at them. Inserting his tongue into her vagina, using it to flick at the soft flaps and to stimulate her hardened, large clit he enjoyed the slightly sour, slightly sweet flavor.

If it had been a contest, Mark would have won. Or maybe it was more accurate to say that Sally won. Within a few minutes she was once again squirming in the throes of orgasm. Mark applied his tongue exclusively to her clit as vaginal moisture ran down his chin. As her contractions eased he concentrated on getting as much as possible of the tasty fluid into his mouth.

"God, Mr Horton, let me give you some pleasure."

Mark had to take a second to swallow before responding, "Nothing is more fun that getting you going and hearing your screams of delight. Besides, If you get me off, the evening will be over."

With both arms around her, he lifted and stood up. She was head down with his cock in her face. Like she was a baton in the hands of a twirler, he flipped her right side up and, with almost no effort to position her properly, slid her down over his cock. Despite its thickness, her soaking wet and receptive vagina allowed its full entry with no difficulty.

"Ahhh, that's wonderful," he told her in complete honesty as she gasped with pleasure of her own. He jogged her up and down on his tool. She helped with her arms around his neck, pulling up and allowing herself to slide back down. Her hard nipples rubbed up and down on his hairy chest to their mutual pleasure. She was in a greatly excited state and once again she came. As the throes of orgasm started, he jammed her down hard, her clit pushing against the base of his cock. He immediately laid her on the bed with himself on top and pushed in even harder. Sally was gasping for breath and as she caught it, he began thrusting in and out in the standard missionary position,

Their tongues intertwined and each fought for control of the others mouth. Sally didn't believe it as she came again. This time he withdrew and allowed her to come down from her ecstasy. He knew that if his cock remained inside the soft, throbbing vessel he would cum himself. He was having too much fun to allow that yet.

"God, Mr. Horton! FUCK! God, Mr Horton!" Sally caught her breath.

"I have to stop for a bit, I'm too excited," Mark was short of breath himself. "Don't want it over yet. There's more we can do," he gasped out in short bursts.

"FUCK, Mr Horton! FUCK! God!" Sally had only the two topics.

"And I better get a condom on if we're to do this any more. Even what we just did, I should have worn one."

"God, Mr. Horton! Fuck!"



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 25



Relaxation

Sally lay with her head on Mark Horton's chest flicking at his penis, "Mr. Horton you're leaking," she giggled as copious amounts of pre-cum escaped from his shrinking member. She gathered it up on her finger and tasted it. "Yum! here try some," She gathered some more and presented it to him. He licked the finger clean. Pre-cum was always better tasting than the full load he thought, almost none of the musty/musky semen flavor.

They had just finished a wild sexual session. She had cum three times, each with great intensity. He had cut it off before he had climaxed, saying he didn't want it over yet.

She relaxed, her fingers completely surrounding his shrinking penis. She was thinking of what had transpired so far that evening and how his cock got so much thicker but not a lot longer when he was excited. Then she thought of something related to a previous conversation, "Oh! Debate!" she blurted out. After all, Mr. Horton had been the debate adviser when she was in high school.

"Debate?" he asked, startled. She briefly stopped her hand movements.

"Yeah, that's one of the reasons I won the amateur night contest at the strip club."

"Debate?" Mark's curiosity was aroused.

"I kind of have this knack for knowing what turns guys on. Maybe 'cause I've sex with lot's of guys. I did it unconsciously at first and then more deliberately during debates when there were male judges. Debate gave me practice."

"You, what? Seduced the judges?"

"Well, I guess, kinda. I thought of it as more just encouraging them to vote for me. I'm sure it wouldn't have worked unless I also did a decent job arguing the proposition. Anyway, debate honed my skills. I just put them to work in the stripping contest." She went back to exploring how the skin slipped back and forth so easily overt he shaft. "Like it isn't attached at all," she thought as she pulled as much as she could past the circumcision point and completely over the tip.

He had propped himself against the wall with a pillow (there was no headboard). He relaxed, gently caressed the thin, almost bony female form laying next to him, his hands spending extra time on her breasts and butt. He didn't want her to lose her arousal while he was losing some of his.

"Sally," he introduced something that had been on his mind, who is Maylee? I absolutely do not remember her."

"Maylee?" Sally drew a blank. She was concentrating on her phallic study.

"At the strip club she said she had been a student of mine." Before going to the motel, Sally had convinced Mark to stop by a nudie club where her friend and another of Mark's students was a stripper.

That jogged Sarah's memory, "Oh! Maylee. Sarah says she was head cheerleader in the class a year ahead of us. She was the one who convinced Sarah to start stripping."

"Oh, I had thought she was in your graduating class. It's not always easy to remember all he students from years ago, especially mediocre ones. If it weren't for the swingers party, I'd surely have forgotten about Sarah early next year." He did vaguely remember a sophomore cheerleader trying to get him to change a C+ on a mediocre paper to a B by flaunting her body and flashing her eyes at him. He wondered if that had been Maylee. But there had been several incidents like that. He knew he was a decent looking guy and there were constant rumors that he had sex with one or more students.

"Mr Horton," Sally had noticed his attention drifting off, "Mr. Horton, you okay?"

"Oh, sorry, Sally, just reflecting on past students and the way some girls try to use sex to influence grades."

"Really?"

"Yes, really. I'm pretty immune to it. It was a bit difficult my first year or so when I was younger and the girls were closer to my age, But now it's a real turn off when it happens."

"But you went with Sarah to the swingers party, and now you're here with me."

"I went to the swingers party because of Sarah's Mom. Remember I wasn't supposed to have sex with Sarah. And neither you or Sarah ever tried to get any special favors in school."

"Sarah's Mom?"

"Yeah, I insisted on meeting her to be sure Sarah wasn't just playing a prank," He remembered the meeting, the beautiful older woman making overtures and the way she 'inadvertently'. kept touching his penis. "She's something else."

"Yes she is," Sally admitted, continuing her 'advertent' penis touching.

"When I saw them both at the strip club I had assumed that Sarah was stripping because her mom was."

"Nope, the other way around. Her mom decided to try in the business again because Sarah was doing it."

"Again?"

"I guess she was a stripper before Sarah was born."

"When her mom told me she'd give me special attention and make sure I have a happy day did she mean what I think she meant?"

"Don't know what you thought but if you thought she was offering to fuck you then, yes, I believe so."

"Do they allow that?"

"What I understand from Sarah is that there's some kind of arrangement. The cops look the other way as long as there are no complaints.The manager somehow screens regular customers and lets them know who they can offer it to. They do ask for an extra tip. And sometimes both Sarah and her mom go back together. They kind of advertise it, "Astrid and Valkyrie, take mother and daughter back together!" Sally laughed.

"Astrid and Valkyrie?"

"Sarah and her mom, stage names."

"And Sabrina is yours?"

"Nah, I don't have one. Just made it up tonight." She decided she had enough relaxing. She moistened her tongue and began repeatedly running it along the ridge under the tip and then up the underside to his pee hole. It came to life. "Just for you. Let's fuck some more."

Excitation

"Condom this time?"

"I've got one." She took one off the table and expertly unrolled it onto his now hard cock. "There! Ready to give it to me." She started sucking on the tip. Mark pulled her legs and crotch closer to him and began gently stroking her substantial flaps. They responded by growing even larger and softer. He watched as they spread apart in anticipation of penetration. A penetration he provided with one, then two, then three fingers. It was tight so he didn't do a fourth. He moved them in and out, pushing against her cervix on each stroke and swirling his fingers around it. Once more Sally moaned with pleasure.

"So, Sally, are you planning a lot of sexual activity when you get to Stanford?" He asked calmly as his fingers worked their way with her, paying special attention to her G-spot and clit.

She was a bit taken aback by the simple question and tried to answer despite her rising arousal. "I don't ... know," she said, unevenly, "I'm thinking it ... won't be like ... Oh! ... now. More women for ... the ... guys to hook up with... I'm not the ... best ... looker on the block. I ... doubt AH! ... they will be ... as good as my guys."

She wasn't just being humble in saying she wasn't the best looker. She had no figure, being straight as board both front and back and side to side. She had almost no breasts. Her hair was always tangled and frizzy. Nothing she did could hold it down. Her nose was large and slightly crooked, her mouth too wide. She did have large three quarter inch long nipples, substantial labia and a smile that she could use to great effect. And her dark brown eyes, when considered apart from the rest of her features were large and inviting.

"As good as your guys?" He continued to just swivel his fingers in and out.

"The clit, God damn it, the clit," she was thinking but said, "I had them ... all trained to satisfy me. Ohhh! don't stop... I kind of think ... most college guys will be the AH! AH! the 'wham, bam, ... thank you ma'am,' types... Not at all what I want. Ohhh!"

"Of course not." He quickly moved both their bodies and his cock was fully inside her almost before she realized what he was doing.

"And you're probably right about the 'wham, bam'," he added as he began pumping into her.

She raised her legs and spread them to better receive his thick, pleasure giving organ. Her body slid back and forth in time with his thrusts.

He grasped her breasts and rubbed his fingers over her nipples. "And you are much more attractive than you give yourself credit for," he nibbled her left ear.

"Oh?" she smiled.

"You had a whole room of guys lusting after you tonight." He kissed her neck. "You certainly had me captivated." He nibbled at her right ear. "And you got enough guys excited to win an amateur night stripping contest." He was kissing and sucking at her nipples, not stopping his pelvic thrusts or reducing their rhythm.

The conversation about her sexual attractiveness along with his actions had her reaching peak excitement, "Yeah," she gasped. "I" .. "guess" ... "You're" ... "right." The last word gasped out loudly as she felt an oncoming orgasm.

He sensed the meaning of the increased volume and jammed his penis home more quickly and more strongly. Her body shuddered. Despite his calm manner of speaking he had been in a state of high arousal for some time and had been awaiting her cumming. As she shuddered with a shrill squeal he grabbed her body close to his and thrust into her so hard he lifted her body from the mattress, one, two, three times. Her vagina began pulsing in full orgasm and he exploded with a low moan making two more hard thrust in with no intervening pull out. He collapsed to her side, keeping himself fully implanted inside.

As the last of his semen drained, she encouraged him onto his back, doing her best to keep his dwindling cock inside. She failed and it came out, leaving the cum filled condom behind. Perhaps because of her extensive sexual experience, Sally always had her wits about her and reached down to remove the dripping latex from her cunt before more than a drop or two fell onto the sheets. She quickly lowered her mouth to his crotch and licked his balls free of semen. Then she engulfed his two inch long, slightly more than an inch thick, shrunken cock licking off any of the remaining sticky substance. Still sucking, she pulled her head back and it stretched to three or four inches. "Penises are such funny things," she thought as it popped out. She giggled aloud.

Handing him the used condom she said, "Take this and clean yourself up. I'm going to take care of this." she indicated the bed and licked off the palm of her hand. He did as she requested. He was thinking that he had come much more quickly than he had hoped. He was clearly still aroused.

She straightened out the sheets with some difficulty, they slid around so easily. There was a small wet spot near the center. It didn't go through and she wiped it dry with a paper towel from the overnight case "fuck kit" she kept on hand for all her sexual activities.

Mark came out of the bathroom as she was arranging the blanket and tucking it in. "Here help me with this," she requested pleasantly, reaching for the bedspread. The two of them threw it on and she expertly turned the bedding down.

She threw her arms around his neck, and pulling herself tightly to him, they kissed. He held her loosely and gently massaged her back. "That was absolutely great sex," she told him as their lips, but not their bodies separated. "1000% GREAT!" She kissed him again and released her hold on him. "Jump in, I'm going to the bathroom."

Enticement

"I should get back," he said with reluctance. "I've got classes to teach tomorrow."

"Oh, Mr Horton," she pouted, "Can't we spend the night?"

"I don't see how," he said with little confidence, beginning to be swayed by the expression on her face. "I've got no change of clothes or, even a toothbrush, and I'll need a shave."

Sally reached into her fuck kit and brought out toothpaste, a new toothbrush still in its container, a razor, a can of shaving cream and a masculine deodorant. "I'm always prepared in case the guy isn't," she sang. "And no one will notice that this one of your grey sport coats and this pair of your dark slacks is any different than any other. All white dress shirts are alike and no one cares if the black, white and blue diagonal striped tie is the same as yesterday's or not. I doubt your underwear smells enough to matter." She actually picked it up and sniffed heavily, "Nope, good to go, you're set." She smiled broadly and enticingly. "When are the classes?"

"10:30 and 2:00.:"

"Plenty of time to make 10:30. I know you're already as prepared as you need to be. And you've gotta be tired. You know sleeping here instead of going home would best."

He wasn't totally sure there would be a lot of sleeping and rest in the motel, but he knew what he wanted and her face said "stay" in such an enticing manner that he wordlessly slipped between the sheets.

She walked into the bathroom. He looked at her figure from behind. "Lack of figure" might be more accurate: no waist, no hips, no butt, totally flat sides and back. skinny legs and a disordered mop of mousey brown hair. What did she have? There was the almost 3 inch gap between her legs from which large vulvar flaps extended, and even waved back and forth as she walked. They definitely drew his attention. More than that he knew it was in the way she smiled and acted so interested in him and sex.

He was tired and already asleep when she emerged from the bathroom. She slid in next to him, pressed her crotch against his leg, and lay one arm on his chest. She began teasing at his chest hairs. Not wanting to wake him she resisted feeling his cock or balls. but she did allow her hand to make forays into his pubic hair as she fell asleep.

Copulation

Mark awoke. Sunlight was creeping in through the edges of the curtain and shot through a few worn pinholes. It took him a few seconds to realize where he was. He reflected back on the sensual evening before. The rumors of him being involved with former students had come true. First with Sarah, fulfilling the "cheerleader" part of the rumors, and now with Sally. Despite the considerable pleasure, he was beginning to wonder if it were worth it. And it wasn't that the rumors might intensify, it was something inside himself. He was already feeling more sensitive about it. And worse, he was enjoying it, and wondering about other former students. "What would Maylee be like in bed?" His cock began to stiffen.

Looking at Sally, her arm still over him, he speculated again about her power over men and where it came from. A look at the alarm clock on the night stand assured him it wasn't much after 7. He calculated he need to get away by 9:30 to get a fast breakfast and make it to his 10:30 class. He rolled on his side and Sally stirred.

"Hi, Mr. Horton." She popped up as if she had been awake all the time, and smiled her broad, winning smile. "Nice night last night, huh?" Her hand went right to his testicles and began massaging them.

"Yes indeed," he acknowledged.

"Let's fuck again!"

"We need to be on our way back by 9:30 and have time to get ready."

"Over two hours! Plenty of time to fuck AND shower together," she smiled and pushed him gently onto his back. "Let me ride."

She straddled his hips and sat on his partially hardened penis. She wiggled back and forth until she felt the staff centered between the folds of her labia. Then she moved her hips back and forth, bringing him to full erection and lubricating him with her juices.She leaned forward to be sure her clit participated in the vulvar massage. Then as she felt the tip of his cock reach her vaginal entry, she rose. The staff rose with her and she slid slowly down on it until she was sitting erect with his manhood fully engulfed in her womanhood.

"So Mr. Horton, A good looking guy like you ..."

"I'm OK looking," he interrupted to admit.

"More than OK. Your looks are why there are all those rumors about you having sex with a student of former student." She didn't miss a beat in her ride.

"You think so?"

"I know so. Every girl in the school fantasizes about having sex with you and the rumor makes such a thing seem possible, if only vicariously."

"But every girl? What about the shy, the timid, the modest, the innocent. Like Pamela Roberts, or Kate O'Reilly, or Eve Wilson?"

"Those shy and innocent ones are the most likely to have fantasies. Take Kate, for instance. There was that poem."

"Poem?"

"Oh, of course, you might not know about it. That was in Mrs. Thorp's class. It was Junior year." Sally explained, without missing a beat while she rode him at a gallop. "She assigned us to write poems using some technique or other and had the student's read their poems to the class. I don't remember Kate's poem in detail but it was about this garden. There was stuff about the wind caressing the walls and the rain vibrating the gates and stuff about flowers opening their petals. The specific language made it clear what the garden was. Then there was this sequence that started with a pink pony gently pushing it's head into the gate. The pony began moving into and out of the garden. As it did so it grew and hardened into a huge horse that barely fit inside. It crushed against the ivy walls and began moving in and out ever more quickly. It's movements brought rain that moistened the garden and then there was this earthquake that opened the door into the vault at the end of the garden and the horse rose up and breathed out a stream like cream of white butterflies. The butterflies flew into the vault and one of them alighted on the sleeping princess, awakening her. I can only give you the general idea but the language she used made the poem seem very explicit, at least to me. The boys seemed bored. I was wet and I think Mrs. Thorp was masturbating under her desk. Mrs. Thorp had had the class discussing the symbolism in each of the poems but with Kate's she quickly called on the next student. Anyway, Kate is definitely not immune from sexual fantasy."

Mark had been massaging her breasts and nipples as she told the story and had begun thrusting his hips up to meet her descending crotch.I can see what you're saying," he told her, trying to imagine the small, thin, shy girl he remembered reading a poem like that to the entire class. "Maybe she believed the symbolism wouldn't be so apparent," he thought. That would fit what he knew of her personality. His mind imagined that he was thrusting into Kate. "God," he thought, "I'm really attracted to the good looking but not overtly sexual A students. I wonder if Kate would ..." he shut down the thought.

"Anyway. Mr. Horton how come a good looking guy like you doesn't have a girl friend?" She leaned forward and kissed him.

He had a bit of trouble refocusing on the present, "Kind of personal." He kissed back and began thrusting harder into her willing cavity.

"And what we're doing is completely impersonal," She said, bringing herself down, hard onto him and holding there. His upward thrusting paused. She squeezed her vaginal muscles against the hardness inside her to emphasize.

"You're right," he admitted. "Just never connected and then got too interested in teaching to be looking for anyone." That made him start considering the entire pool of former students. Imagining one or another of them riding him he repeatedly thrust up hard.

"Never connected?" She allowed herself to slide up and down on his shaft as he did the hard work.

"The couple of women I did get close to wanted someone with more prospects and ambition than someone who aspired only to be a high school English teacher." He grunted as he thrust up,wondering what a former student might think about her former High School English teacher.

"I'm sorry." She began swinging her hips in a variety of ways to vary his sensations.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 25



"Don't be, I'm satisfied with where I am. VERY satisfied!" He thrust his hips up hard and lifted her high to make his point clear, wondering if he could be satisfied with only Sally and Sarah. She came off his cock as he came down. With a combination of effort and luck she managed to impale herself once again as she came down. Her clit hit his pubes and set off an orgasm.

"OH!" she exclaimed in complete surprise as her body shivered.

He took advantage and began slamming upward into her cunt and causing a secondary, more intense set of contractions.

He was surprised by his own orgasm. He grunted loudly and pushed as hard as he could into her. Cum pulsed through his cock and into her. As it continued to pulsate the cum dripped out around the sides. She collapsed on top of him and he hugged her tightly to him.

"No condom," the two said in unison.

"Didn't think of it. Too anxious," Sally explained. "But that felt really good. REALLY GOOD!"

"I assume you're on the pill."

"Of course, and because I have sex so much I do get myself tested."

"I don't do either that much," he admitted. "But that was very, very nice."

"I agree," she pulled up and moved so the drippings fell onto his face as she laughed. She lowered her cunt directly onto his mouth, Clean me up so I don't drip all over the floor," she ordered in a firm but pleasant tone.

"Clean me up too, then," he ordered back in kind. She turned around and applied herself to his cock, licking it clean. As he finished her up, she continued licking and sucking and playing with his balls.

Sally jumped up and exclaimed, "Shower's in order." She pirouetted to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

Ablution

Mark walked in and stood behind her, His hands pressing her breasts and his cock planted firmly into her back. As they waited for the water to warm she turned around and they kissed passionately. One of her hands grasped his cock. He simply kept his hands at her butt and enjoyed the feeling of her huge nipples pushing into his skin.

She adjusted the water to her liking. Mark entered first as she grabbed one of the small motel soap bars and handed it to him when she entered. She stood under the shower head and doused herself thoroughly,. "Do me first," she requested, turning the shower very low.

He obliged, gladly. He loved the feel of the young woman's skin under his slippery, lather filled hands. She was a bit on the boney side but her skin was soft and flawless. He lingered at the especially sexual and sensitive, small, slightly spongy breasts with their large, hardened nipples and as he did so she leaned back into him, moaning in pleasure and, holding his hands to her, encouraging him to linger longer. Her flat stomach was similarly soft and he hardened as his hands moved past her waist. He made sure her back was well lathered and spent extra time on her small but soft and pliable butt. Then he moved his hands around her hips and slowly slid them over her trimmed bush, making sure it, also was well lathered. she helped him push into her crotch where he lathered her labia spending much more time than he had spent on any other part of her body.

"Inside," she moaned and pushed one of his fingers inside. All four fingers followed and he began to coat her genitals and vagina with soap, assuring her clit was cleaner than any other part of her. She quickly exploded in another orgasm. Leaning hard against him and rubbing her vibrating body against his cock, she used one hand to keep his hand firmly implanted in her vagina and kept saying "more" as he scrubbed her clit. Finally, her spasms eased and she released his hands.

He rose to hand her the soap but she had a simple, gasping reply, "legs."

"Oh, sorry," he told her and knelt down to scrub each leg. His hands fit completely around the legs except at the very upper thigh. He scrubbed up and down several times on each and couldn't resist pausing at her crotch where he massaged her soft and ample labia to her great pleasure. As he finished the legs he decided it was necessary to bring her off another time which he did to her shuddering climax. "Your turn now." He handed over the soap.

She started with his back, scrubbing his broad shoulders first, then his arms and lathering down to his slim, not thin, waist. She was amazed at how hard he was. Every part of his body was covered with a hard layer of fat free muscle. "You must work out, Mr. Horton."

"I try to stay in shape and eat well, low carb, low fat. Lots of vitamins and protein."

She moved on to his just as hard butt with its perfectly masculine shape. Scrubbing between his legs she cupped his balls repeatedly. His cock was harder than any part of his body and felt like it was solid bone. Then she did each leg. The layers of muscle were perfectly proportioned and covered with dark hair. Only his feet with their long toes had bone with no muscle covering. She asked him to turn around.

She scrubbed the front of his shoulders and his hair covered chest, paying a bit of special attention to his small nipples. The muscles were everywhere. But, she noticed, there wasn't a lot of muscle definition: no obvious pecs, no huge biceps, no "six pack" abs, just a smooth, muscle covered body.

After finishing his chest she used a different technique. She completely lathered the front of her own body, reached around him and pulling their bodies together scrubbed his abdomen and genitals with her body. She did what she could to be sure both of her pencil eraser nipples spent some time on each square inch of the torso paying special attention to his rock hard penis. She spend extra time swinging from side to side rubbing first one then the other nipple against it, concentrating on the tip.

Then she lathered her hands and began giving him an expert, soap lubricated hand job. She soon had him writhing in pleasure and not long afterward he came, his penis jerked and a thin stream of semen shot into her face as he groaned loudly. Another couple of drops flew out onto her arm and then small amounts dribbled out of the tip as the organ pulsed a couple more times and began shrinking. Sally laughed loudly, "Very nice, Mr. Horton, but you seem to be running low on ammunition."

She turned on the shower's full volume and cleaned off her face and hand with the substantially diminished bar of soap. She handed the tiny soap patty to Mark, bent down and sucked as much semen out of the flaccid penis as she could. Then she rinsed her entire body thoroughly and stepped out of the shower, leaving Mark to rinse himself.

As he stepped out of the shower, turning it off, she admired the beauty of his moist body. She pulled the second towel away as he reached for it. "God, Mr Horton, you should be a male model, you are the most perfect man I've ever seen. Turn around for me, please?"

He stood there nude and did as she asked. "God, just like a statue!" She admired his perfect butt and then as he faced her again, stepped back, holding both towels. The only imperfection was that above a nicely sized, round set of testicles, the penis looked like it had been broken off. In the cold it was shrunken almost back into his body, but its width made it appear that the broken off portion would have been substantial.

Departure

She had forgotten something. Keeping both towels she left the bathroom and returned with the small camera she kept in her fuck kit. Aiming the camera at him she told hm, "hold still, Mr Horton."

"Wait a minute, Sally."

"Mr. Horton, I need to add you to my collection." She snapped off a photo.

"Collection?"

"I told you I like penises. I collect them. I think this is much better than cutting them off and sending them to a taxidermist, don't you?"

"But I forgot to get you hard." She put the camera aside and her hand and mouth worked to get life into the almost exhausted organ.

"But, Sally," Mark finally could get a word in. "I can't have naked pictures of me out in public. The internet, Sally ..."

She paused to answer. His cock was semi-erect. "I promise to keep them on my computer. No internet." Her mouth and tongue went back to work.

Within minutes, he was hard as a rock and gasping for breath. She grabbed the camera and snapped a half dozen photos. She couldn't resist getting some full body shots as well as penis close-ups. "If you don't mind, Mr. Horton." She set the camera on the counter, aimed at his crotch and turned on the video. The she proceeded to bring him off. He jerked violently but only a few drops of semen dribbled out. She caught them expertly on her tongue, sucked him dry, turned off the camera, smiled and handed him a towel.

Mr. Horton, you are absolutely, without question, the very, very best 'lay' I have ever been with. Never, ever, have I had such pleasure, experienced such absolute sexual ecstasy. I have no idea how many orgasms I had, body shaking, vagina vibrating, almost unbearably pleasurable orgasms." She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, forcing her tongue inside.

"Well, Sally, I've just had the most sensual, and intense sexual evening of my life too. I'm sure anything I did was in response to your undeniable sexual magnetism and prowess." He looked in wonder at the plain looking, unfeminine object of his sincere remarks. He shook his head, "How DO you do it. It's hard to imagine any woman being so sensual, so sexual, so fulfilling." Inside he knew that his feelings were not feelings of love or even lust. More of thankfulness for the experience. There was no jealousy over her doing other guys, no unbearable desire to do it again, just the appreciation for the experience and a hope that maybe he will have another chance to experience it.

As he dried himself off Sally relaxed on the bed, spreading her legs to his view and playing with her vulva and squirming around as he dressed. "You getting ready?" he asked. "I need to get to my class."

"Won't take long," she replied. "Just wanted to be sure you had access to the wash basin."

"Done with it and much as I like watching you lounge around nude. I think you should get ready."

He was astounded at how quickly she completed her task. Brushed her teeth, brushed her thick hair and tied it back into a tight, bushy pony tail. Then she spread lotion over her face and rubbed it in. "How's that?" she said, standing fully naked in front of him.

"No makeup?"

"Never have figured out how to keep it from emphasizing my worst features," she replied. "I like the fresh shiny look."

"Me too, young and innocent."

"Just want to capture my basic innocence," she laughed.

She quickly slipped on her tank top and he reluctantly watched her labia disappear into her panties. She stepped into the short white skirt and slipped her feet into her sandals. "Done! Did you time it?"

"It was very quick, as promised."

Mark went to the motel office to return the key while Sally packed up her overnight bag and met him at his car.

On the way Mark asked, "You asked me, so I'll ask you. I know you have a lot of sexual partners but do you have any special boyfriend?"

Sally was about to answer "no" but thought of Kyle and answered, "I guess, in a way, I do"

Anticipating Mark asking for details she explained. "He's a widower, almost twice as old as me, with three kids. You know how much I enjoyed sex with you and it WAS the best ever. You tried to please me and did. Kyle is different. He's the only man I know who makes love to me. It's like he wants to show me how much he loves me and likes me, it's not about any pleasure as about knowing how he feels about me."

"That is pretty special, do you love him?"

"I don't know. I do know I'm not about to make any more of a commitment than I have."

"You've made some kind of commitment?"

"I love his kids and they love me. They've come to expect to see me and we all have fun together. His dead wife's mother doesn't like me 'cause she thinks I'm going to use him and leave him and her grandkids are going to be heartbroken. I'm not going to let that happen. Sarah always tells me 'they're not your kids.' But still, that's how I feel."

"Does he love you?"

"He cares for me a lot but his love is still for his dead wife. I think there's something about being with me that helps him with that. His mom really likes me and encourages us."

"Does he know about your promiscuity?"

"He knows about my list of guys and that I still have sex with them and others. I haven't said anything about how often I do it and he doesn't seem to care."

"Sounds like he might be good for you."

"My parents think so."

"But, Sally, I'm concerned about you continuing this course of activity at Stanford. There are going to be a lot of guys there who are experienced at seducing girls and are, in a sense, sexual predators."

"You mean rapists or sexual offenders."

"I don't mean legally predators. I'm talking consensual sex but guys who actively pursue girls just for the sex. There will be a lot of disease out there and guys who will be searching out one night stands with no intent of satisfying anyone other than themselves or being on any list."

"I think I know that."

"Believe me, it's easy to be overwhelmed by emotion or desires, even for someone as intelligent as you. Your danger is going to be your innate sex drive, not lustful desire or 'love'."

Sally remained quiet, knowing he was being truthful but not sure what it meant for her.

When it was clear she wasn't going to respond he concluded. "Please just consider being celibate and concentrating on your studies. The change in location and the more intellectual challenging environment may make that possible. You will always come back here to your widower every so often." He thought, "Or to me," but suppressed that.

"I could call you too!" she said, as if she had read his mind.

"Yes, That's true," he responded as unemotionally as he was able.

He dropped her off and she sat in her car considering his advice. "Anyway I can still have sex with as many of my guys as I want," she thought.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 26



David Makes a Call

David Lindstrom wasn't sure he should be calling Sally Czarwitz but he had been bragging, so ...

"Hello David," Sally answered somewhat quizzically. David was one of the many guys she had sex with in high school. Since graduation she had been having sex with as many as possible of the guys in her "stable" as she considered them. She hadn't done David yet this summer but was surprised he called. Her guys knew she preferred to do the calling.

"Hi, Sally," He paused.

"You called, David. Did you want something?"

Now that she was on the phone, he was less sure of himself, Well, ... Sally, I, Uhh, I have my cousin here from Idaho."

She had a good idea where this was going.

He continued, "I kinda told him about us."

"About us?"

"Yeah, ... uhh, ... about how we have sex."

"Ohh, You did?"

"Uhhh, ... yeah, well, he said he'd never had sex."

Now she was certain where this was going and began considering what her answer would be. A virgin might be nice, but no experience?

"Yeah, I told him you were a 'sure thing'."

"You did, did you?" Sally was both laughing inside and a bit put out.

"Yeah, I'm sorry."

Sally wasn't that upset, "What's done is done."

"I guess so. Anyway I told him you could teach him all about it. I mean he's read a lot, he's real studious, but I told him you knew what to do with the girl's parts and how to use his. You know, like you did for me?"

"Why don't you show him."

"Sally, I've got no lady parts to work with. I mean he's seen plenty of pictures and videos. You could really show him. You know?"

She had decided that working with a virgin guy and showing him the ropes, what she thought of as the female 'pleasure buttons', might be a kick. "Yeah, I could, I guess." She didn't want to sound too anxious. Let him beg. She had discovered that a bit of reluctance got the guys hornier.

It certainly worked with David, he felt his cock rising. "When do you think you could come?"

"First I'd like to talk to your cousin. Does he have a name?" She wanted to get him aroused too since she intended to get together as soon as possible.

"Sure, Ron, Here, Ron, she wants to talk to you."

Ron answered hesitantly, "Hello?"

"Hi, Ron," Sally used her most pleasant voice. "So you wanna fuck me?"

Ron was nonplussed. He wasn't used to such blunt speech from a girls. "Uhh, ... Yeah. I guess." his cock was already responding.

"You guess? You guess? I'm not sure that's good enough, Ron. I'd sure like to fuck you, but only if you want it."

Ron's cock had never been so hard, "Yes, I want to."

"What's that you want, Ron?" She was teasing him.

"Uhhh, to do it."

"Do what, Ron, can you say it?"

Ron manged to get out, "I want to fuck you" in a barely audible whisper.

"I didn't hear that, Ron, You don't sound very anxious."

He was plenty anxious and got up all his nerve. As a result, after a short pause, he practically shouted into the phone, "I want to fuck you."

"More like it, Ron, Well like I said, I want to fuck you too. I want to fuck you today, as soon as possible. Where can we do that?"

Ron handed the phone back to David, "She's gonna do it," he gasped out. "She wants to do it now. She wants to know where."

David took the phone, "Sally, that's great! Ron will really appreciate it,"

"You have to be there too," Sally told him. "I think a two on one will be nice. Maybe you can show Ron some of the finer points."

David became a bit reluctant. He hadn't expected to be involved. He wasn't sure about being naked with Ron and having Ron watch him fuck. Though it was a bit exciting to think about, especially the part about watching Ron fuck her.

Sally was impatient with the delay. "So where are we meeting?" Sally's rule was that the guy identified the place. They knew that her home was unavailable.

"Come by my place."

There were a few guys who used their home either because their parents didn't care or were never around. But David wasn't one of those. "What about your parents?"

"They're away. No chance of any problem. My brother and sister are with their grandma. The house is all mine for now."

"I'll see you in a half hour." Sally, a nymphomaniac, was always ready for a sexual encounter.

David's Home

"She'll be here in an hour," David told his cousin. "Where should we do this."

"My bed? the guest room?" Ron suggested.

"That's a full bed. My parents' king size bed would be best for us all."

"All?"

"Oh, yeah, Sally wants to fuck us both. I hope that's okay."

"Sounds, well, sounds, kinda embarrassing."

"Yeah, It does. But Sally was pretty insistent. She's worth it."

"A real looker?"

"Not really, just really sensual. Give her a chance."

"Won't we mess up your parents' bed and sheets and stuff?" Ron had experience with messing up his own sheets from masturbation.

"We have over a week to clean them and remake the bed. It'll be fine."

"If you think so."

"Yeah, should we be naked when she gets here, or in our underwear? Do you have any tight briefs?"

"I always wear those cotton things."

"What do you think?"

Ron had specific fantasies. "I was hoping she'd undress me."

"Sally would like that. Put on clean underwear though."

"Maybe a shower?"

"The cleaner the better, Sally likes that."

Both showered, dressed in clean clothes and sat silently on the sofa waiting.

Both jumped up when the doorbell rang and David opened the door.

"Hi guys," Sally smiled as she entered.

At first, Rob was disappointed. The young women he saw was very plain looking with a too large nose and mouth. He hair was quite frizzy. Her skinny body was flat as a board and just as straight, showing almost no figure. She was wearing a tight short denim skirt and a very tight top that emphasized her lack of breasts.

Sally was surprised at Ron's appearance as well. He was short and thin and looked like he was maybe 14. She wasn't up to fucking an under-age kid. She was thinking she should have asked David about that beforehand and wondered how to get out of it. She brushed past David and walked right over to Ron. Might as well get it over with, "You must be Ron?"

"Yes," He responded, noticing that she had no bra and that her aureoles were clearly visible through the fabric of her tight top and that substantial nipples were noticeable. His mouth got dry.

"I hope you don't mind my asking but just how old are you?"

"I know," he responded shyly. "I get that a lot. I'm 19. Really!"

"Yeah he is, Sally, a year older than me." David chimed in.

"Oh, sorry, but I needed to ask." Sally grabbed Ron in a tight hug. Her hands wrapped around him and grabbing his butt pulled his crotch tightly against her leg. She felt a substantial hard-on.

Ron didn't know what to do. His arms just kept to his side as he felt her leg rubbing against his privates.

Sally pulled away slightly. Staring him in the eye she gently admonished him. "Don't know what to do with these?" She took his hands and pulled them around her back, lowering them to her own butt. She grabbed around him again, pulled him close, and once again rubbed his cock with her leg. She placed her mouth firmly against his and forced her tongue inside.

It didn't take much force and as soon as Ron realized what she was doing, he responded by pushing her tongue back into her mouth with his. Without really thinking he pulled her hips tightly to him.

David stood watching in astonishment. When they separated Sally asked him, "Where are we going? Wanna get started down here?"

David answered, "My parents have a king sized bed."

Ron asked, "Start down here?"

"Sally responded to Ron, "Sure, lots of preliminaries." She emphasized the point by firmly stroking his cock through his clothes.

Then she turned to David, "Your parents' bedroom? Is that wise?"

"They're gone for two weeks." was Ron's response.

"Away on a cruise with my folks," Ron added.

"My brother and sister are at our grandparents," David explained.

"With my little brother," Ron added.

"We're watching after the house," David explained.

"They must trust you." Sally stated.

"We're pretty trustworthy," Ron admitted.

"Let's change that up a bit!" Sally exclaimed. "Let's go upstairs, no need to consider when to go into the bedroom if we're already there."

She grabbed Ron around the waist so they were hip to hip and told David, "Lead the way."

David preceded them up the stairs and into the master bedroom. On the way Sally told Ron, "The number one rule is that your responsibility is to please the lady. It's my responsibility to please you."

"But how?" Ron asked.

"That's what I'm here to teach you. Keep in mind that not all women are the same so you have to be sensitive. But what I'll show you will work with almost all of them."

Ron was having trouble suppressing his enthusiasm, "OKAY!" He had forgotten any disappointment he had experienced when he first saw Sally.

"Very nice," Sally said, "Let's get this comforter off. Any extra pillows? More pillows are always good!"

Sally and Ron folded up the comforter and then the blankets while David went out and returned with his arms filled with four pillows.

Premature Ejaculation

"So Ron, what do you think? What wouldyoulike?" Sally asked.

"Can I undress you?"

"Okay, If you'll let me do the same to you. But what do we do about that guy?" She indicated David who was standing off to the side.

"Dunno. Does he need to be here?" Ron asked. David remained silent. He knew to let Sally be in charge.

"You need to lose your inhibitions, so I want him around. I want him naked too."

Ron placed his hands at her waist and began pulling up on her top.

"Not so fast. How we remove clothes can be important," Sally informed her student. "Different women and different guys will have different ideas. It's usually a good idea that it happen gradually. Don't just jump out of your clothes or rapidly pull them off your partner. the idea is to build up the emotion and get each other aroused. One of us could get naked first but I like it when we both gradually get naked together. And, David, you just undress along with Ron. Take off whatever piece of clothing I remove of his."

Ron, could you please take off my shoes and socks?" She asked politely, sitting on the bed and raising her right foot.

Ron knelt down and took off her shoe and sock.

"Don't just move on," She instructed. "Massage my foot. You need to take every opportunity to give the lady pleasure."

As he massaged she gave some more instruction. "You don't need to stop with the foot, rub along my leg."

He hesitated at her skirt. "You don't need to stop, we women really like having our thighs rubbed." He pushed under her short skirt along her outer thigh.

"Especially the inner thigh, Ron, You need to just be doing these things without being told. Keep in mind that I love feeling many of the things you'd like to do with me." She guided his arm so his hand pushed gently on the crotch of her panties. "Ahh! yes, there, Ron!"

He caught the hint and massaged the soft panty covered pillows.

"Ahh yes, my other shoe, please." Sally lifted her left foot.

Ron pulled of the other shoe and his hand swept up her left leg toward the prize.

"Slow down, big boy, take off the sock, massage the foot. Do it enough that I can enjoy that. Gently rub up and down the leg, slowly get to what you were aiming at."

She sighed in encouragement as he did what she asked. "Ahh, yes, that's the ticket! And a light touch at the beginning, a light touch."

"Ohhh!" she moaned in pleasure as he began following her instructions. "That's right, your responsibility is to pleasure me. You can count on me to return the favor." She gently took his face in her hands and kissed him hard and wet. Her hands went to his waist and she pulled up his shirt, encouraging him to raise his arms so it came off revealing a white undershirt. "Your shirt better be off too," she told David without losing her focus on Ron. She looked into his eyes and smiled her alluring smile. He responded with a wet kiss of his own.

She stopped him from putting his arms around her so that she could remove his undershirt. She stood, taking him up with her. "Very nice," she said as she gently rubbed his hairless chest. "Nice abs," she fibbed as she ran a hand along the waist of his shorts, pushing very slightly inside and then unbuckling his belt.

"Maybe you can help me with my top." She raised her arms to confirm her meaning.

Ron had taken her instructions to heart. He slowly pulled the top off from the bottom, stroking her stomach as it was revealed, and even giving it an occasional kiss. He was astounded at the size of her hardened nipples as they came into view and tentatively touched them.

"Ohh, yes." she encouraged him and lowered her arms to push his face into her chest. "Kiss them, please." There was no hesitation as he kissed her left nipple and as she pulled his head to it, he sucked it into his mouth and massaged it lightly and then more vigorously with his tongue."

"Oh God!" she responded, "Don't ignore her twin sister."

As Ron worked on the nipples,she writhed to show her pleasure and pulled her top the rest of the way off. She kissed him passionately, while rubbing her damp nipples against his chest and pushing her left thigh against the hardness at his crotch. Maintaining mouth to mouth contact , she reached down and removed his belt.

Then she released him and sat on the bed, her face at his crotch. She unhooked and unzipped his shorts, allowing them to fall to the floor, revealing a pair of Spiderman boxers. "Ohh, Spidie," she smiled at him, "don't see those much."

"I have to buy boys sizes," he mumbled as an excuse.

"Love 'em,!" she exclaimed, "but you might want to go with plain colors for other women." She pulled them down, exposing his erect, 7 inch, thin, uncircumcised penis.

"Oooooo!" she pronounced and sucked the tip into her mouth. She began an intense blow job making full use of her lips and tongue.

Ron wasn't used to the stimulation and quickly reached the point of no return. "Ahhhh!"

Sally realized he was about to cum and that there was nothing she could do to prevent it. So she intensified her activity.

As a result, with a loud "AAAAAAA!" Ron erupted. As his body quivered, he pumped her mouth full of semen. She kept up her stimulation until his moans died down and no more semen was forthcoming. Not a drop came out as she swallowed it all.

"That was a bit unexpected," Sally joked as Ron stood gasping. "But understandable for your first time. I know you've got more in you. She lay back on the bed. "Take your shoes off and lie next to me."

While Ron complied she said, "Your turn," to David. He still had his shoes on. "Get naked and bring me that cock."

Getting Down to Business

"Ron, I think it's time you took my skirt off."

He eagerly jumped on the foot of the bed and grabbed the waist of her skirt. There was something about the way she smiled that made him hesitate. "Slowly," he remembered. He found the skirt had a button and zipper to one side which he carefully unbuttoned and unzipped. Then he stroked the thin, flat belly above her waistline and moved his hands around to her back. He pulled the skirt slowly down, keeping his hands on her back and pushing under her panties until he felt her soft, pliable butt. Then he moved his hands around to the front where they encountered her pubic hair.

"You are a quick learner, Ron, that feels wonderful."

Meanwhile David had gotten on the bed and, in response to her unspoken command, knelt at her head, his 5 inch, hard penis in her face. She had commenced playing with it and kissing it and sucking it. Stopping only to give direction and encouragement to Ron who was slowly pulling her skirt down her legs, one hand on each leg. As he reached her feet, she placed them against his chest and gently pushed him back, then she playfully flipped the skirt into the air and over his head.

"David, show your cousin what to do with a panty covered pussy." David responded by cupping the mentioned part of her anatomy with his hand as she resumed sucking at his cock. He massaged gently and stroked it gently with his fingers. He took one finger and ran it between the fleshy folds, pressing especially hard at her clit. Then he gently pinched her substantial labia and massaged between thumb and fingers. Ron looked on, admiring the dark triangle of her neatly trimmed bush and the folds of labia that showed through the translucent panties. His cock came to full attention as the softness between her legs was kneaded.

"Ooo, that's enough, David. Can you do that, Ron?" He was happy to oblige and with a bit of encouragement with her hand she showed him exactly where to rub his fingers and where her hardened clit was.

"I think we're going to need a condom, David, please get one from my fuck kit." Ron hadn't noticed the small sport bag she had brought into the room and placed on the floor. He was too preoccupied with the feel of her soft flesh through the crotch of her nylon panties to look.

As David retrieved the requested item, Sally said, I think it's past time for those panties to be off. Don't you Ron?" As Ron started to slowly move the waistband down, she told him, "Just get them off, please, just get them off!" He pulled them all the way down and off her feet. She spread her legs for him and her substantial, blood engorged labia blossomed forth.

Ron couldn't help himself, "WOW!, they are so, so, BIG!"

Sally laughed, "yes they are."

I've seen pictures but, nothing like this, they are so, ..."

"Big?" Sally laughed.

"No, beautiful. Can I touch?"

"Ron, what do you think we're here for?"

He gently touched them, "Soft! Like velvet, so soft! are they always like this?"

You mean my vulva?" Sally asked. "Only when they want a man's attention and are looking forward to having a cock between them."

"No, I mean all girls. Are they always so big, so soft."

"Most aren't so big, Ron. Most are soft. That feels so good, Ron. Can you separate them with your fingers?"

The two large flaps were already partially separated and he had no trouble putting a finger between them and separating them. "Soft and, so wet, and slippery. I've read about women being 'wet. but I never imagined. Soft, velvet, wet, slippery, ..." He was moving his fingers back and forth in the channel between the flaps, a hard nub at one end and the opening of a deep hole into her at the other. His cock felt harder than it ever had. It stiffened and throbbed with intense desire for that hole.

"Ron, the clit, pay it special attention." He began rubbing at it with occasional movements up and down the damp channel. "Go inside, Ron, if you want."

Yes, he wanted! He shoved a finger inside her vagina." God, It's wet in there. So Soft, so slippery." He swirled his finger around, feeling the ribbed walls and wanting his cock to be there. He felt a hardness at the end of the channel, "What's this?"

Sally knew where his finger was, "A kinda hard ball with a dimple?"

He felt for a dimple and found it, "Yeah."

"That's my cervix."

"Oh, of course." He felt all around it and continued to slide up and down inside her, amazed at feeling things he'd only seen in diagrams and pictures.

She challenged him, "how many fingers can you get in?"

He tried, "two, three, that's pretty tight."

"Do four."

"Yeah, they all slip right in."

"I bet you can get your whole hand in!"

"He squeezed his thumb and fingers together and began pushing in, "My thumb isn't making it. Wait, there it goes, he smiled broadly as he pushed harder, "Oh, Yeah!" he pushed it in up to his wrist, wiggling his fingers at her cervix and swirled his thumb around inside.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 26



"OH, that feels so great, Ron, rotate it and push in and out.Fuck me with your hand."

He did as she asked and she moaned loudly in pleasure as he stroked in and out, "Ohhh, Ron, Ohhh!." David looked on, stroking his dick.

"Would you get me off?" she asked.

"off?" Ron asked, unfamiliar with the shorthand.

"Yeah, make me cum, give me and orgasm." she explained through her moans.

"By doing this?" he asked. Her moans and body movements indicated that he was bringing her closer.

"That's all ... you need ... to do," She gasped. "But you ... can ... do more.".

"What more?" He was eager to please, just her current behavior was more than he expected to be able to do to any woman.

"Take two fingers and run them along the front of my vagina, she told him. "There's a rougher, slightly harder area."

"Yeah, I feel it."

"That's my G-spot. Rub harder against that as you stroke in and out and also rub my clit. Pulling and stretching my labia also helps me get off."

"Get off?" He still hadn't digested the slang.

"Orgasm!"

"Oh, How do I do all that at once?"

"Concentrate on my clit and G-spot. Fingers in vagina, thumb on clit. Other hand for labia and to help out on the clit. It can explore my breast, nipples, whatever too." She had forgotten how much needed to be explained to the uninitiated. Years ago she had gone through this procedure with other guys in her stable. Back then it had been a turn on to be explaining the details to guys. Some of them had no idea what a clitoris or vagina were and she had loved the anatomy lessons. Many of them were slower on the uptake than Ron but this did seem a bit tedious.

Ron, immediately got the idea and soon had her squirming and gasping. "Oh! Oh! RON! OH! keep ... Oh! that ... Oh! Ron, up."

"fas ... Oh! ... ter, Oh! har ... Oh! ... der, Oh! on ... Oh! clit ... CLIT! CLIT!"

He did so and also stroked harder in and out.

She came and came hard with a loud shriek, "AAAhhhhh!" Her body shook with pleasure.

Ron stopped as her vagina contracted around his fingers.

"Don ... 't ... st ... op!" Sally told him between spasms. And he went at it with increased vigor. He noticed that rubbing her clit made a big difference so he concentrated on that and was rewarded with a sequence of more intense spasms and a loud scream. "Ohhhh! Gawd!"

Her spasms died away and she told him, "You can stop now."

"Wanna taste?" she asked, almost out of breath

"Taste?"

"Yes, my cunt. Want to taste it?"

"Sure." but he did nothing.

She grabbed his head and shoved his mouth in to her crotch. "Then do it, should be plenty to taste now."

With no more hesitation he stuck his tongue into her and sucked on her labia. "Salty and sour! he said as he pulled slightly away.

"69" she requested.

"huh?" another vernacular he was unfamiliar with.

"69, your head in my crotch and your cock here in my face. Like 6 and 9 have a head and 69 has each head in the legs of the other."

He wouldn't completely get it until later but he knew she wanted his legs at her face while he kept licking at her.

"Condom, please David." He handed it to her and she unrolled it onto Ron's super hard cock. "Clit, Ron, Clit!"

He understood and began licking hard at her clit. His fingers slid once again into her vagina and he soon had her writhing in pleasure. Moments later she shuddered in another orgasm and this time he continued to flick his tongue over her clit and stroke inside her fuck hole until her body calmed down.

"I'm ready for cock," she told him as she caught her breath.. "You ready to give it to me?"

He slowly realized she was saying it was time for him to actually fuck her. "More than ready!"

She grabbed the pillow next to her, pushed it under her butt and spread her legs for him. He quickly moved into position and without difficulty placed his penis at her vaginal entrance.

"Waiting for something?" she asked.

"You ready?"

"Go to it!" and he did.

He plunged his cock to the hilt causing Sally to gasp, "Ahh! that hits the spot!"

Intercourse

"Oh my god!" was his comment to the sensation his brain received from his over-anxious penis. "I never believed ..."

He thrust hard two, three times. His shallow breathing indicated to Sally that he might cum at any moment. "Relax," she suggested. "Take it easy, Ron. Remember you are pleasuring me. You don't want to cum to quickly. You'll enjoy it more the longer you can hold off."

But his cock was telling him to drive in harder and faster, It wanted relief. Sally's warning registered in his brain and he managed, with difficulty to override the signals from below. He paused with only the tip of his cock inside. "How?" he pleaded, hoping Sally could help.

She had worked with many guys and had a couple of suggestions: "Vary the speed, slower if you start to get to excited. I like the changes in speed too, always fast or always slow is frustrating but guys can hold off longer if they go slow. And, if you feel you are really about to come, most guys seem to find it best if they drive in as far as they can and hold it there. Just the tip in seems to make them cum. And when they drive in I can help with my vaginal muscles.

He took the advice and drove in as far as he could. The force of holding himself in combined with tightening muscles and the lesser sensation at the sensitive tip did seem to bring him down. He could feel Sally tightening the entrance to her vagina around the base of his penis. It felt great but also reduced his sensations of cumming.

Out, In, out, in, slowly and then more rapidly. Slowing again as his sensations rose, then speeding up. He had never experienced anything so pleasurable. Sally pulled his body to hers and kissed him passionately with lots of tongue. He responded with his tongue and the sensations rose in his crotch. He drove in and held. Sally kissed all the harder and he felt her large hard nipples pushing into his chest.

"Ungh!" he was trying hard to hold back. Sally reached down to grasp the base of his penis. She was never sure that actually worked, it had failed as often as not, but "Cosmo" claimed it did. This time it worked and she felt him relaxing in her arms.

"Oh god!" he exclaimed. "Incredible. That was a fabulous feeling. I'm not sure it's worth cumming if I can do that again."

Sally had been enjoying herself immensely. After orgasms she loved the feeling of a cock moving inside her. Even better if it could give her another orgasm. She smiled her sensual smile, "I'd love to have you do it again."

"Try doggie or have Sally ride you," David suggested.

"Doggie? Ride?" Ron asked in confusion.

Sally was surprised at Ron's lack of knowledge of the vernacular. He had clearly read up on anatomy and sexual activity from an academic view. He talked like he had spent time with web pornography. "You'd think he'd pick up a few terms," she thought.

"Doggie, is you behind her like dogs fuck," David was explaining. "Riding is when she sits on top with you lying down and your dick sticking straight up into her."

"Cowgirl?" Ron asked causing Sally to wonder how he had picked up just that one term.

"Doggie allows you to fondle my breasts and clit but we can't kiss or see our faces," Sally felt it necessary to help him decide. "Cowgirl has me riding on your cock so I'm in control. Hard to stop me if you start to come. But I'm pretty good at recognizing a guy's signs. We can continue like this. They're all great to me as long as your cock is moving inside me," She had told a white lie since, though she liked any position, she preferred to ride and be in control.

Something about the way she described it and her statement that she was good at recognizing "signs" made up Ron's mind. "Ride me!" He pulled out and lay down on he bed, his anxious cock pointing at the ceiling. Sally quickly straddled him and sat, impaling herself on the shaft, "Ahhh," she signed.

"Mmmmm," Ron hummed in response.

She began slowly moving her body up and down, the shaft moving out and then in. She increased her speed and then began twisting her body left and right. Down, the shaft engulfed by her vagina, the vagina twisting right around the shaft. Up, only the tip inside, The vagina twisting left on the tip. Over and over. Ron was gasping for air. Pleasure streamed from his cock to every fiber of his body. Now the twists came as she was moving up and down. Up, twisting around the emerging shaft. Down, twisting as the shaft disappeared inside.

She paused, slamming down onto the shaft inside her and motioned David over. She had him kneel over Ron's head. That put David's stiff rod right at her face so she could start sucking at it. She took Ron's hands, placing them at her breasts and leaned into them, the rock hard nipples pressing into his palms. Then, before resuming her movements, she reached down and began stroking her clit. This was what she liked: David's cock in her mouth as she sucked and licked at it. She stroked David's cock with one hand and her clit with the other. She rode Ron's shaft while he had his hands massaging her breasts.

She noticed Ron beginning to tighten so she paused with his cock fully engulfed and began madly working her clit. "Hang on boys," she said as the feeling of the oncoming orgasm overwhelmed her. She kept stroking her clit as she came, vibrating wildly.

Her vagina massaged the penis embedded in her and Ron cried out, "Oh my God, what is going on." He felt the waves of contractions demanding his sperm. It would not be denied and he came. He involuntarily pumped into the cunt above him.

Despite her orgasm Sally hadn't quit working her mouth on David's cock. If anything, her vibrating contractions increased her oral activity. That and the two pulsating bodies brought David over the edge too. Moans of pleasure filled the room and the bed vibrated from the writhing bodies.

One by one their contractions ceased and they collapsed onto the bed. Ron first was already lying on his back. Then Sally swallowing David's load rolled off Ron's rapidly diminishing cock. Finally, David, rolled down over Sally and collapsed on her side opposite Ron.

Ron spoke first, "Oh my God, that was amazing. I want to do that again!"

Sally laughed and spoke next, "I think some rest first."

"Stay overnight. The guest room bed is big enough. Sleep with me," Ron implored.

Sally hesitated and then decided she could do worse. "Okay, I will. But you have to make me breakfast."

Hot Tub

David took some persuading to allow Sally to stay overnight.

"Okay! Ron and I will sleep together in the king bed and you can go into another room," Sally had commanded, definitively. "This bed's already been used" she said in response to David's unstated reluctance to allow them to use his parents' bed.

Sally looked out the window, "Is that a hot tub out on your patio?"

"Yeah," David told her.

"Come, on let's rest in there," Sally insisted.

Ever the cautious one, David was hesitant, "What if the neighbors see us?"

"What if they do?" was Sally's response.

"We're naked."

She rose and stepped over Ron, assuring him a view of her genitals. She paused while straddling him. "Exactly!" she said.

She took Ron's hand and he eagerly followed her downstairs and out to the patio. David followed, resignedly. Sally stretched her naked body, "What a beautiful day," she said loudly hoping maybe some neighbors would take a look.

Ron had already taken a seat in the tub and was just checking her out. David went over and turned on the jets before stepping into the tub himself. Sally finally got in. Sitting between the two of them she said, "Come on get close."

No encouragement was needed for Ron to sit with his butt touching hers. He immediately began massaging her ample labia. David took a bit more persuasion and once he was next to her Sally began massaging the two sets of testicles, one set with each hand. She had been thinking of something most of the afternoon while the three of them fucked. "So your parents' are away for a couple of weeks?"

"Yep!" David acknowledged.

"And your brothers and sisters are at their grandparents?"

"Yes."

"Grandmother's," Ron clarified.

"No possibility anyone will be dropping by unexpected?"

"No." Ron replied hesitantly.

"Not a chance," David said with confidence.

"Doesn't that scream 'PARTY'?"

"Not gonna chance it." David said.

Sally looked quizzical, so he clarified, "Not gonna get the neighbors' telling my folks or take any chance of messing things up or breaking them."

"I don't mean a wild party with dozens of people. I'm thinking a quiet, discrete, sex party."

Both guys penises were somewhat relaxed, or at least as relaxed as any eighteen and nineteen year old guys might be with a woman stroking his balls. Ron's cock harden as soon as she had said the words.

"SEX party?" David asked.

Yeah I know three more girls who would love to have sex with you guys."

"Four girls?" David asked.

"Two guys?" Ron's cock was definitely stiff now.

"Four girls but I was thinking you could find two more guys. Better to have equal numbers."

"Who would I ask?" David responded.

"I had sex with most of the math club, grab a couple of them. Do you need my list?"

"No, I know who," David replied. When any math club member had fucked Sally the experience was always shared.

"Who are the girls?" Ron asked, though since he was from out of town he knew he'd not know them. But maybe David would and could tell him.

Sally looked at David, "There's Sarah, Sarah Malone."

David thought a bit, "Sarah Malone, the cheerleader? you're kidding!"

"Yes, that Sarah, she and I were best friends in middle school and we hooked up again after graduation. She' a nymphomaniac like me." She looked at Ron, smiled and said, "While I was doing the math club, she was doing the football team."

David looked at Ron and told him, "Sarah's big on top, if you know what I mean." Ron nodded. "She's small in the middle, nice hips." David concluded with the well known, two hand gesture for a well built woman.

"There's Jennifer Young."

"Another cheerleader? You know her too."

"Met her at a sex party like the one I'm thinking of."

David again looked at Ron, "The best looking girl in school. Un-be-lieve-able!"

"And, there's Eva Romanoff. You won't know her but she's probably better looking than either Sarah or Jennifer, a redhead and a Hooters girl."

Ron was wide eyed and stiff cocked. "Sounds good!"

David was intrigued but his reputation with his parents and neighbors was on the line. "How do we keep rowdies out? What if things get out of hand and things get broken. I'd love fucking with those girls but, no."

Sally sensed a lack of conviction and had an idea, "suppose a couple of parents were here. The parents of one of the girls. To make sure uninvited guests don't show up and things stay in hand."

"Yeah, chaperones for a sex party." David chuckled sarcastically. "You've gotta be kidding."

Ron was willing to go along with anything. Sally had let him fuck her and promised to stay the night. He was going to trust her. "You actually know parents who'd do that?"

"Yes, I do. Sarah Malone's parents. They're swingers."

"Swingers?" the cousins asked in unison.

"Yeah. They go to parties where they swap partners with others. Anyway, Sarah's mom is a real MILF and ..."

"MILF?" Ron again revealed his lack of vocabulary.

"Mother I'd Love to Fuck!" David supplied.

"Like a cougar?" Ron asked.

"A real cougar," Sally acknowledged. "Almost an older twin of Sarah. Anyway, Sarah's dad is always horny and looking for young cunts to stick it into. I bet they'd love to attend the party. You can say one of the girls' parents were here to supervise things if your parents ever find out about the party."

She moved her hands to their penises and proceeded to bring them both off. Threads of semen dissipated in the churning water. With a night and morning of persuasion ahead, there was no way David would say no.



Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 27



Jerry Malone

Jerry Malone's step daughter called him at work with a strange request, "Sally asked if you and mom could help out at a sex party she wants to have with some young guys."

Curious, he asked for more detail which Sarah supplied. "One of the guys is house sitting for his parents. The other is his cousin. The one who's home it is wants to be sure the party doesn't get out of control and Sally convinced him that having you and mom there would do that."

"What are the party plans?"

"Sally says four guys and four girls in addition to you and Mom. Maybe play sex games like that time we got together here after Sally won the amateur stripping contest."

Jerry was intrigued and his cock was hardening at the possibilities. "I suppose the girls include you and Sally?"

"Of course, maybe the two that were at our party."

Those two had been Jennifer, a former cheerleader with Sarah in high school, and Eva, a redhead who had finished second in the stripping contest. Both had fabulous bodies and eager sex drives. At that party he had sex with both. His cock was truly hard now. Sally was a fascinating creature who, despite having no figure and a plain face just exuded sexuality. He had lusted after Jennifer from when she was in high school and Sarah encouraged her cheerleader friends to parade around their home naked, or nearly so, in order to get a rise out of him. Eva was a just plain stunning beauty and his daughter was fabulous in her own right, if he did say so himself.

He agree to "help out," and couldn't help thinking about it. It would sure be nice if a couple of other young sexpots would be there. Maybe some he'd never had sex with.

A short time before, the swingers' club he and his wife had belonged to had outlawed inviting young, unattached women to their parties as a result of complaints from some of the wives. He and a few of the other guys were upset over it and he'd been thinking how to make up for it. This sounded like an opportunity. He called Sally.

She answered, "Hi, Mr. Malone. Looking for sex?" She was a sex laden vixen.

"Always, Sally, you want to come over?" He joked back, knowing he was half serious and hoping she was as well. "I'm calling because Sarah told me about this party you're having."

"You can have me any time," she half joked back. "What about the party?" her tone indicated some concern.

"Well, I was wondering if maybe I could bring along a couple of guys from the swingers club?"

"I don't know about that. The guy whose house it is is really concerned about his parents finding out or damages."

"These guys won't cause any problems. They are just frustrated by not having young girls like yourself at the swingers club any more."

"I'll talk to the my friends about it."

"Thanks, Sally, let me know."

"While I have you on the phone: I was thinking of using that cell phone app you have to select partners and activities. Won't it be awkward if there are a lot of people?"

"I've been looking at a more expensive multi-user app. It asks questions and takes answers on each individual's cell phone so it can be used for a large number of people, even those in remote places. Only the control app costs, the 'player' apps are free."

"Remote locations? How does that work?"

"It could be for on-line virtual sex or for people to travel to get together."

"But works for parties too?"

"Yep. It even has a disrobe feature that tells when clothes are to be removed. The control can be on a PC. You can connect it to a wide screen TV and it allows everyone to see a summary of what people are entering on their cell phones and who has been picked for who."

"Can we use it?"

"I think I can spring for the cost of the control app. I can have it on my laptop. Everyone has to be told to get the player app on their phone."

"Sounds good. I'll see about inviting your guys. How old are they?"

"40's I think." He really had no idea who he'd get but was sure he could find a couple.

"I hope David won't have a problem with that."

"One other thing."

"Yes?"

Jerry felt honesty would be best and knew nothing would shock Sally. "Maybe get some new young pussy. I'd like to fuck some different girls."

Sally couldn't help kidding him over his obsession, "God! You are one horny bastard, Mr. Malone."

"I admit it. Can you?"

"Your daughter is getting the girls, talk to her."

"Oh. Okay. She knows some really delicious beauties. It was hard watching them walking around our house when they were underage. But now most of them are over 18."

"God! again, Mr. Malone. Castration may be your only hope." She laughed.

"Not sure that would make a difference. Bye Sally, see you naked."

"For sure, Mr. Malone," and added in a tone that implied an invitation rather than an insult, "fuck you!"

"Looking forward to it."

Sally called back within an hour, "Okay, Mr Malone, you can bring two guys from the swingers club."

"Good, thank you." He considered whether to proposition her.

"There's one thing though."

"Oh? What is it?"

"You owe me."

"I guess I do, Sally."

"I'm thinking some cock in cunt action."

That got a rise in his loins. "Oh?"

"I'm serious, Mr. Malone. Your big cock, my cunt. Soonest. Like today."

"Clear my schedule! " he thought, but said, as calmly as possible, "Yes I think I have time and I would very much like that."

"I bet you would you horny devil," Sally thought, but what she said was "I bet you would, you horny devil!" "Oops, did that slip out?"

"I wouldn't bet against that. Come by my office. Say at 4? I have a place."

"See you then. Bring your cock."

"Bring your cunt." Jerry did, indeed, have a place. He and four other guys had an apartment they rented for just such purposes. A quick visit to a website and he had the place reserved until 8. Another of the guys had it for the rest of the night, so no overnight,. But then Sally hadn't asked for anything but a quick hook-up and four hours should suffice. He'd get a hotel room, if necessary for the night.

Darlene

Jerry's assistant announced Sally's arrival with a tone that indicated she doubted his story that this was a friend of his daughter's, "The young lady you are expecting is here." She knew her boss's sexual proclivities.

Sally entered the office looking like a prostitute between neck and ankles. She wore a very tight, light blue, stretch knit dress with spaghetti straps. It hugged her entire body and showed her nipples to advantage. The dress came to mid thigh and was, therefore, barely long enough to wear without underwear and she wore none. "Hello, Mr Malone," she greeted him.

He nodded to the assistant who allowed the door to close behind her. They were alone and Jerry rose from his chair, his cock also rising. She had on a pair of simple sandals and wore neither stockings nor make-up. Her face was clean and shone, reflecting the light from the window. "Like my outfit?"

Jerry had no immediate answer so she added, "I have a white one that shows off my aureoles and pussy. I thought that would be too much." She smiled her winning smile and flashed her eyes along with her neatly trimmed bush.

Jerry managed a reply, "Yes, this is much better."

He reached her and put his arms around her thin frame, pulling her to him. She felt his erection pushing against her, "I'm glad you're glad to see me," she told him rubbing her body against his hardness and putting her arms around his neck. She brought his face to hers for a big kiss.

She released the kiss and he said, "Shall we be going?"

"Of course", she said with a lilt and a smile.

He turned away from her briefly to push his erection into his briefs so it wouldn't be obvious to the entire office. She giggled at the action. "You don't need to turn around. I'd love to watch. Or, I could do it for you."

They left with little notice from any but his assistant. He resisted putting his arm around her waist until they got to the car where he fondled her butt as he helped her into his car. She encouraged her dress to ride well up her thighs as she sat down.

In the office, Jerry's assistant prepared to leave early. With him gone there would be no more work for her that day. But curiosity overwhelmed her. Was that really a friend of his daughter's? Were they really off on some innocent errand? She knew that Jerry and his wife had a completely open sexual arrangement. She knew that sex between he and herself was out of question only because when he had previously become involved with co-workers he became so absorbed that his work suffered. Because of that, he seldom made up stories about "visitors". But this one was so young, maybe he had. His daughter, Sarah, had called earlier. The assistant dialed her, thinking she could spin an excuse for calling around that conversation.

"Dad?" she answered.

"No, Sarah this is Darlene,"

"Oh, hi Darlene, what do you want?"

Giving up any attempt at subterfuge, Darlene came right to the point, "I'm sorry but my curiosity got the better of me. Your father just left with a young woman he said was your friend."

"No figure, mousy brown hair, not real attractive? Sarah asked.

"Yes."

"Sounds like Sally." Then she added the assurance, "She is my friend."

"Okay, just curious is all, she was wearing this really tight dress."

"No figure but showed it all? White?"

"Blue, but yes."

Sarah laughed, "That's Sally alright. She has a thing for my dad. I'm surprised she didn't wear the white one, talk about showing everything!" she laughed again.

"Like I said, just curious. It didn't look like some innocent meeting. Your father said he needed to take her somewhere."

"Ha, Ha Ha!" Sarah guffawed. "I strongly doubt it is 'innocent'. He has a thing for her too. The 'need' is mutual and below the waist. Wherever he's taking her there's absolutely a bed involved. Not likely she'll be wearing that tight dress for long." Sarah continued laughing as she put the phone down.

Darlene hung up, her suspicions both confirmed and denied.

The Apartment

On the drive, Jerry began stroking Sally's knee. Each stroke moving further from her knee and closer to her crotch. She offered no resistance, holding his hand more firmly the further up her thigh it moved.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"A group of guys have a small apartment for just this kind of purpose."

"Nice."

"We only have it until 8. Someone else already reserved the night but I should get home for dinner anyway."

"I wasn't expecting an all-niter myself." she acknowledged, grasping his right arm with both of hers and hugging it to her so she could rub a hard nipple against it.

He slid his hand all the way to her crotch, feeling her trimmed, damp, open and ready pussy. Startled at the dampness, he withdrew the hand to the steering wheel.

"Shy, Mr Malone? I know you know what to do with it." she chided him.

"I do need to concentrate on driving," he replied. "Not sure I can do that while fondling you." " Especially with it so ready," he thought. He struggled a bit, his cock regaining any stiffness it had lost.

"I hope you don't mind me doing this," Sally said as she gently began stroking the hardened organ through his pant fabric. He was at least as ready as she.

Sally had been thinking of the two guys he wanted to bring to the party since he had mentioned them. She had been to one of the swingers club "meetings". The very one which had resulted in young single girls being outlawed. There had been a couple of guys there she'd love to fuck again. "Who are the guys from the swingers club you want to bring to the party?"

"I'm not sure."

"Not sure? You acted like you had them waiting."

"Several guys have expressed disappointment over the club ruling and I'm sure I can get a couple of them to come to a party with young women, especially if I mention you and Sarah. Someone you want me to invite?"

"Well there were several great guys there. I really don't remember all their names. There was this one guy, Greg?"

"Yeah, his wife was one of those who complained about you and Sarah. She has him on a pretty short leash. Not likely, but I can ask."

"I'm sure I'll be happy with anyone you invite. Some new cock would be good."

He turned into an underground garage of what Sally guessed was a twenty story condo complex. They took the elevator to the 12th floor and entered one of the four apartments on that floor, a studio with a king sized bed and a gaming table to one side. She put her sport bag, "fuck kit" on a desk next to a wide screen TV. Jerry opened one of the two closets and unlocked a wardrobe inside. He hung up his suit coat and tie. While his back was turned Sally pulled her dress over her head and quietly kicked off her sandals.

He turned and saw her standing naked, posing for him with her legs spread slightly apart. Whatever you might say about her lack of figure she did have the smoothest, flawless skin. His eyes briefly rested on her ample nipples, extending almost a half inch and then went immediately to her crotch where her inch and a half long labial flaps extended from between soft pillows on either side. Her sexual anticipation had them engorged and they had separated like doors, inviting him in.

She was about to ask him to join her in nudism but he quickly put his hand between her legs and lifted her by the crotch. Steadying her with his other hand he flung her to the middle of the bed. She laughed in pleasure, "Mr. Mal..."

He was on top of her and he stifled the rest of her statement with a tongue enhanced kiss. Their tongues playfully fought for control of the others mouth and his right hand explored her soft body. pinching and pulling at her huge nipples, kneading her insubstantial breasts, sliding his hand over her tight, flat abdomen. All the time his left hand gently massaged her neck and scalp. He slid his hand to her crotch feeling its neatly trimmed triangle of half inch long hair and shaved smooth vulva.

He massaged the pillows of her major labia, feeling the velvety soft flaps between. He grasped the flaps, one then the other, feeling their dampness and stretching them as far as he could. He allowed them to engulf his forefinger, squeezing them, one with his thumb, the other with his remaining fingers. Stroking back and forth in the slit, his knuckle rubbed her clit. She responded by lifting her hips and pushing back against his hand. Her tongue lost its fight as he gained full control of her mouth.

His finger slipped inside her vaginal canal and was quickly joined by another. They explored the entire, soft, wet cavity. His thumb replaced the knuckle at her clit. He released his kiss and concentrated on her genitals as she gasped in time with his actions. She was soon shivering in anticipation of the relief of orgasm and he quickened his actions. Her body convulsed and then vibrated strongly as she gasped loudly. He sped up and her vibration increased. He sensed her exhaustion and released. Leaving her quivering body behind he stood, happy with his work, and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Sally got herself under control and moved over to help him undress by unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. His slacks fell to the floor. His cock strained to be freed from the restraint of his boxers. She obliged and after some difficulty getting the waist elastic over the monster, it popped free, all 9 inches. "That's what I want!" she exclaimed, sucking as much of the length into her mouth as she could. But then she jumped out of the bed and ran over to the desk. She took her camera and a condom out of her fuck kit. She debated leaving the condom behind. She'd gotten to like the feel of a naked dick and semen streaming into her. She thought better of it with Mr. Malone and kept the condom.

"Picture time!" she said playfully.

"Pictures?"

"Yeah, I'm collecting penises. Yours is the prize!" She clicked off a couple of full frontal pictures, then went to closeups of the hard staff from several angles.She'd stroke it occasionally to keep hardness and shot pictures with her hand in the frame to show its size.

As she finished, he reached over and took the camera. "My turn." He checked the camera to be sure he knew what he was doing and clicked off some full body photos.

"Mr Malone!" Sally protested playfully.

"Fair's fair. Besides it's your camera. I can't do anything with these, though I'd love copies. Spread those legs!" She obliged and he took closeups of her genitals. He told her how to pose and she did so as he took a variety of shots, full body and closeup. She was giggling throughout.

"Do you have a tripod?"

"No why?"

"Just wondered." He stopped the picture taking, "Be sure to get these to me. Ready to get down to business?"

"Absolutely, Pee first!" she said and tripped into the bathroom.

He checked the camera and set it to video. Then he positioned it on a shelf of the small bookcase in the room, focusing it, as best he could, on the middle of the bed and started recording. He lay on his back in the middle of the bed his cock vertical like a flagpole

Penetration

She came out of the bathroom, smiled at the sight of his cock and jumped on the bed straddling his thighs. She had opened the condom in the bathroom and expertly rolled it down the shaft. Just as expertly, she positioned herself above it and impaled her vagina in one quick motion.

"Ahhh!" Jerry let out a sound of surprise and pleasure. "Let's do this!" He began thrusting up into her, his hands at her waist. At the top of the thrust he would come partly out of her and then she would slide quickly back over him when they hit the bed.

"Oh my God, Mr Malone! Wonderful!"

After a couple dozen thrusts, Sally used her legs at the top to jump free. She landed on her knees next to him and lowering her breast to the bed, said, "Doggy Me!"

And "Doggy her" he did.

"Oh, Jerry,"she slipped into familiar address. His genitals were made for doggy style. With every full penetration his pendulous balls slapped against her clit. She reached in and spread her labia away from her clit to increase the sensation. His long penis not only had deep penetration but it allowed him fuller swings so the testicles hit her sensitive parts with enough force to do more than just titillate. Finally, she positioned her body so the long, stiff tool was constantly rubbing her G-spot. "Oh, Jerry! Oh, Jerry! Oh, Jerry! Oh, Jerry! Oh, Jerry!" she repeated with his penetrations.

Her "Oh, Jerry's" became higher pitched and her increased the rhythm. Soon she was only getting out "Oh! Oh! Oh!" in a squeak. Orgasm followed soon after. As her body squirmed and her vagina pulsed, Jerry just drove in and out harder and faster as she squealed in delight. Her orgasm passed and Jerry continued to drive in and out until he also came with loud grunts.

He pulled out and collapsed to her side. She lay on her side next to him. Removing the condom she licked his penis clean, sucked up some semen that dribbled out and then emptied the condom into her mouth, "Yum, Mr Malone. Want some, she opened her mouth to show she hadn't swallowed all of it."

"No thanks," he responded to the display, not sure what to think.

"Okay, your loss," she said, swallowing the load and laughing melodiously.

She lay with her head on his chest and picked at the hairs that spread on the middle of his abdomen, past his navel and merged with his pubes. The two of them fell asleep.

Shower

"Oh my gosh!" Jerry woke . Sunlight was streaming through the west facing windows as it neared the horizon. Jerry knew it set around 8 and panicked thinking they had no time to dress. His heart beat fast and his sudden arousal woke Sally.

"What is it?" she asked.




Sally, Summer of Sex Ch. 27



He calmed as a check of the time showed it wasn't yet 7. He caught his breath and calmed himself, "Sorry. ... Sorry. ... I thought we had overslept. Plenty of time but we do need to get going."

Sally wasn't ready to quit yet. She grabbed the soft, three or four inch tube of flesh at his crotch and sucked it into her mouth. She paused to say, "plenty of time. At least a shower, or a bath." She had seen a large tub with Jacuzzi jets in the bathroom.

At first he had thought he needed to get dressed to leave. But ... he didn't want it to be over yet, and ... she had him hard already, and ... he knew there was time, so ... "Shower," he replied without hesitation. "Jacuzzi is for relaxation. Shower for action."

Sally had wanted the tub but realized he was right. She wanted the activity that would be possible in a shower. And the one in the bathroom looked plenty large enough. She was right. He led her to the shower which was easily big enough for four. It had two, independently controlled shower heads with push button controls and an instant on-off feature. There were hand holds and a bench along one wall. The floor was rubberized or something so it wasn't the least slippery. It was the nicest shower for sex she had ever seen and didn't think a nicer one was possible.

Jerry hit the buttons to turn on both shower heads. A moderate intensity, immediately warm rain came from each. "Mine," he said pointing to the one next to the door. "Yours," he pointed to the adjacent wall and ushered Sally in with a gentle push at the butt, his fingers straying between her legs.

She adjusted her shower to be slightly warmer and he reached in and pushed a button marked with tiny o's. saying, "watch your eyes."

"What the?'' she exclaimed as the water became very slippery on her skin.

"Five seconds of soapy water," he told her. "Nice for washing, and for ..." He grabbed her to his soaped body and slid it around on her back massaging her with his hard penis.

She laughed and pushed the button a couple more times herself. She turned to slip around sex to sex and he turned off the water. She laughed more as they slid their bodies together, his huge, hard penis sliding all over her abdomen and her huge nipples rubbing his entire chest. He moved to the floor and brought her down with him. The shower floor was soft and warm. They wrestled and writhed. She grabbed his penis at every opportunity, letting it slip free through her fingers. He pulled and squeezed her genitals, occasionally penetrating his fingers into her wet vagina.

She managed to get to her knees and a few button pushes brought a brief shower of warm soapy rain down on them. She returned to the squirming, and writhing, and touching, giggling and laughing the entire time. His play got more intentional and he soon had her under him. All nine inches of his cock slid into her her, up to the balls, without effort. "AAAAh!" she gasped as he began thrusting in and out.

A little effort and she managed to get on top without a beat being missed in the massage of her vagina but now she was controlling the tempo with a bit of help as he thrust up his hips with the rhythm. He surprised her by grabbing her butt and managing to stand up. She giggled uncontrollably as he bounced her on his cock. She grabbed him around the neck to keep from falling and allowed her nipples to stroke his chest as he masturbated, using her like a realistic sex doll.

His breathing became shallow and he gasped for air. Afraid he might drop her, he sat on the bench and allowed her to take up the action as he leaned back and wallowed in the sensation of her moist pussy slipping over his more and more sensitive disk. The tip and then the staff and then the entire organ could hardly bear the feeling. He exploded and Sally felt the warm semen rush against her cervix and over the walls of her vagina as she continued to bounce on him. He grunted so loudly, it was almost a scream. Semen dribbled over his scrotum and balls.

Sally thought, "forgot the condom again. I'm going to have to stop that, It could be a big problem."

"I'm sorry," Jerry had gotten his wits back. His penis was no longer pulsating and the flow of sticky white had abated.

"That's OK, I'm sure you're clean and I'm checked pretty regularly."

He was confused. He had been talking about cumming before she did. Then he felt the semen dripping out and realized she was talking about the lack of a condom. He never allowed that to happen. But it had been a sensational feeling. "Oh, yes, I'm tested regularly too. Marlene would never allow otherwise. Especially given her occupation." His wife was a dancer at a nude joint and not above going beyond legal limits for the right price.

"That was fun though," Sally laughed. She grabbed his balls wiping his cum off and licked her palm. "Yum! Here, try it," she presented her sticky fingers to his mouth.

After tasting, he responded , "yum." Even though he didn't care for it. Excepting for the sweet, salty flavor of her feminine juices, he never cared for the taste of semen and didn't really understand why some women seemed to like it. He sometimes suspected they faked it just to make the men feel better.

"Come on, lie down." Sally had stood up and was pulling his hand. He did as she asked and she quickly had her dripping cunt positioned over his face. "Clean me up, please, Jerry," she asked sweetly, knowing he would put his effort into getting her the orgasm she hadn't gotten during their fuck session. She knelt over him and began her own oral clean up of his flaccid cock.

He loved licking at and playing with her amazing genital flaps, and now, after licking at her clit and inserting his fingers well into her vagina, most of the semen flavor was gone leaving only the pure flavor of her vaginal juices. He stimulated her until she was squirming with the feelings of an oncoming orgasm. But then he stopped and stood, encouraging her to stand with him. He held her with his back to him and pulled her close, his cock pressed into the small of her back, his hands wrapped around her waist and holding her at the crotch.

He turned on the water. Sally anticipated a rush of cold as the water warmed but it began immediately as a perfectly warm stream. He clicked the soapy water button a couple of times and then pushed a button on a set of buttons for dispensers that Sally hadn't noticed. "Blue for men's body wash, pink for lady's and the other is just foaming soap." He took a tiny bit of the men's body wash and after letting her smell its odor, took a tablespoon or so of the lady's and began rubbing it all over her. The scent of lilac with vanilla filled the showers he concentrated on her nipples and rubbing his cock between her butt cheeks.

Then he filled his hand with foam and concentrated on her pussy. He constantly rubbed at her clit. First the fingers of one hand then those of the other probed her sexual channel. He drove into the cervix, swirled around and always paid attention to he G-spot on the way in and out. He had her gasping in minutes and bent her over. She placed her hands on the bench to stay on her feet and his cock penetrated her.

His cock thrusting in and out, his testicles slapping at her genitals, his fingers rubbing her clit ... and she exploded within a minute, water pouring over both of them as her body and vaginal spasms gave him another orgasm. Once again she felt warm semen filling her. God, she loved that feeling.

They both luxuriated in the feeling of their mutually orgasmic bodies and when the feelings subsided they separated. "Let me clean you up, Sally told him. Getting a handful of the men's body wash she spread it all over him and continued to spread it around as he then did the same for her with the lady's wash.

"We better finish up and get going," he said, totally unsure of the time.

"I guess so," she acknowledged. "What happens at 8? The place turn into a pumpkin?"

"No, the cleaning crew will arrive shortly after 8 and chase us out. The place is run a lot like a hotel."

They rinsed off and he turned off the water. Two large, fluffy bath sheets were hanging outside the shower and he handed her one as he dried himself off.

"Like a hotel?" she asked. "Anyone can reserve the room?"

"No, only the co-owners." He headed to the closet where he had hing up his clothes.

"Just a minute, I need a picture of your cock when it's not hard. Where is that camera?" She rummaged in her bag.

He directed her attention to the bookcase.

"How did it get here?" she asked and then looking at it, "Hey! were you videoing our fucking?"

"Yes." he admitted sheepishly. "It's on your camera so you can do what you want with it. But I would like a copy."

"Yeah, sure," she responded. "But the SD card is full. I hope I have another one." She found another in her bag and after replacing the card turned to snap several photos. With his large testicles suspended four inches below and his three inch penis dangling in front she felt he epitomized the meaning of "well HUNG." "God! but your genitals are SO AMAZING. Just a second." She turned on the video. " "Swing those beauties around a bit for me."

He did so and then turned to get dressed. She continued to shoot until his boxers with their obvious bulge disappeared into his slacks. Placing her camera in her fuck bag she pulled her dress on over her head and brushed her impossible hair a bit while Jerry combed his hair and adjusted his clothes. She sat on the bed and waited for him to finish. A thought came into her head.

Waiting for the elevator she asked, "Only you owners can use the apartment?"

"Only the owners can reserve it but we could reserve it for others. A lot of the time I'll reserve it for out of town business associates."

As they entered the elevator she asked, "So you could reserve it for me, for example?" She smiled at him sweetly and invitingly.

"Well, yes. What do you have in mind? Someone special? You're in love maybe?" That made him think that maybe Sarah, his step-daughter, would appreciate a night with her new special guy.

"Not in love, but yeah, someone special."

"Well, maybe," he considered requesting another session with her as a show of her gratitude.

Sometimes it seemed as though she read his mind, "Of course I'd love to spend more time with you here. Maybe an all-niter next time?"

"I think both could be arranged. When do you want to entertain this, this ...?"

"Oh, he's really special. He's twice as old as me, with three kids."

"Having an affair with a married man?"

"Other than you you mean?" She laughed. "No, he's a widower, he makes love to me like no one else. And, I really like his kids and they like me."

He feigned disappointment. "So I don't measure up?"

"Oh, Mr Malone. You're fabulous in the sex department. And unequaled in the equipment department. But I've discovered there is a difference between sex and making love. Just something different about the way Kyle approaches the whole business. Like he has no care about himself at all. With him, it's entirely about me."

"He's okay with your promiscuity?"

"He knows I have sex with other guys. But not how many or how often?"

"You're not going to stop for him."

"Not now, maybe later. I don't know."

By this time they were in his car driving back to his work. Jerry left the conversation there and Sally considered her recent experiences. Especially she thought about how she had forgotten a condom three times lately. She had to admit it was partly about really enjoying it but it was still risky. She sure wanted to experience it with Kyle. There was no doubt she'd feel safe but what about him?

There was also an implication for any sexual activity at Stanford. It would be absolutely essential to be safe with boys she met there. They might not be truthful about past experiences, even act the virgin to get in her pants. That was a reason to follow Mr Horton, a former high school adviser's advice to be celibate. She was getting more and more confused.

As he parked in his reserved space Jerry asked if she had her parking ticket.

"Sure," she replied, finding it in her fuck kit.

"I'll pay," he told her, taking it.

He paid for parking at the payment kiosk, Then he watched her walk to her car. He couldn't discern a single feminine curve but there was something about that figure and its movement that exuded raw, sexual femininity. He watched her put the ticket in the payment machine and drive off. He returned to the reserved spaces and his own car.