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A Trip to the ER

By: Dinsmore



Mike hated going to the Emergency Room. There was always a long wait, incompetent ER techs, receptionists asking stupid questions and a disinterested part time ER doctor who didn't want to be there anymore than he did. He'd been sitting in the treatment room for almost half an hour in a stupid paper gown; all he needed was a half a dozen stitches in his left thumb. 

Stupid accident...he'd been rushing to finish removing the old carpet before beginning the oak flooring project. He'd cut toward himself...knew better...the carpet knife had jerked as it hit a rotten part of the old carpet backing and sliced his thumb open. When it didn't stop bleeding in an hour he knew he needed to get it sutured up and get back to work. 

Finally, someone was coming to treat him. Another tech or nurse? No...a doctor...he could tell before he saw the name tag...purposeful and in charge...not one to be trifled with..."Don't fuck with me" look...red hair, small, maybe five four tops...good legs...a body under that lab coat? Pretty...not young, well hell, neither was he, but still attractive...a smile would be nice... 

"Mr. Simmons? I'm Doctor Stewart. What seems to be the problem today?" 

What, we don't even look at the fucking chart? I'm holding my gauze wrapped left thumb you twit! Settle, calm down, don't show irritation at blatant stupidity... 

"I was removing some carpet in my family room; I'm replacing it with an oak floor. I was careless and in a hurry." 

"So this was an accident?" 

"No, doctor, I decided to end it all by cutting a one inch gash to the bone along the top of my thumb. I realize it's not the traditional method, but what the heck?" 

"Have you ever done something like this before?" 

"Not since I was seventeen and as you can see from my chart that was forty years ago." 

"Have you ever thought about taking your own life?" 

"Of course, just like everyone else in the world, even thought about how but just couldn't get past the disgustingly self centered and narcissistic nature of suicide. Should my view change, a carpet knife would not be my self termination tool of choice." 

"Do you smoke?" 

"Often and with great satisfaction-cigarettes and cigars." 

"Use alcohol?" 

"Daily, usually in moderation unless I've been subject to an excessive amount of inane banality...like today." 

"Use drugs?" 

"Love Advil and Nyquil, did smoke pot twice, prior to age twenty-five, did inhale didn't get off on it, nothing past that." 

"Do you own guns and have any in your home?" 

"Thirty? No, just got another one, thirty-one? Not as many as I would like...really would like one of those Barrett .50 cal sniper rifles but I just can't justify the three to four thousand dollars and then I've always thought it would be cool to get an NFA and buy a machine gun." 

"Unprotected sex?" 

"Only with close friends and family." 

"High risk sexual activity?" 

"Well, all sex is pretty high risk; for me at least, I fall in love easily and that can lead to sixteen years of living hell called my first marriage." 

"I mean..." 

"Sex with gay men, HIV positive or otherwise? Nope, never got into that. Heterosexual anal sex with or without a condom? Sure, why not, but only after we become really good friends and you have a complete blood work-up." 

"Okay, Mr. Simmons, the injury is a little irregular and on a joint so glue is out...lets numb up that hand of yours and..." 

"I'll pass on the Lidocaine, Doctor, the damned injection is going to hurt a hell of a lot more than a few quick pricks by a small gage needle attached to a piece of silk or whatever in your hopefully skilled hands. Just do it." 

"If your hand moves while I'm trying to work..." 

"It won't but if you have doubts strap it down. A little bondage is good for the soul." 

Dr. Stewart was both efficient and competent. The wound was closed in short order. Mike couldn't wait to get out of the flimsy paper gown, back in his jeans and out of this insane asylum. The good doctor had other ideas. 

"Tetanus shot." 

"If it makes you happy...I had one a year or so ago but whatever..." 

"When was the last time you had a complete medical exam, Mr. Simmons?" 

"It's Mike and I really sense you now know more about me than anyone else I know, so I'm certainly ready to go to a first name basis...Doctor. My last complete physical was thirty years ago when I got out of the Army." 

"Martha." 

"Martha Stewart? Do I get home made brownies and a floral arrangement along with the exceptional sewing project?" 

"Maybe...while you're here, let me at least listen to your heart, check your skin for irregularities and other problem areas for a man of your age. Remove the gown please." 

Dr. Stewart ran her hands over every inch of Mike's skin feeling for the deleterious effects of aging and sun that could mean trouble. She found none; she lingered longer than might have been required...just being thorough or...? 

Nice tight little ass, she thought to herself. Good overall muscle tone, flat tummy, broad shoulders... 

It was all Mike could do to keep from getting hard. She had a soft almost sensuous touch. 

She's just looking for melanoma not getting you ready for a fuck...focus... 

"Bend forward and spread your cheeks for me, ah, Mike, let's check the old prostate." 

"I never do this on the first date...no dinner, no kiss, no cuddle?" 

Martha had to stifle a laugh. His prostate was fine...her finger lingered in his hot, tight ass...she moved it in an out a few times as if feeling for rectal polyps...or whatever. 

"I'll give you fifteen minutes to stop that, Doctor." 

Martha reluctantly removed her finger. "Let's check your front side and make sure there's no indication of testicular abnormality." 

His balls were just fine...so was his cock...nice cock, circumcised...he was responding to her touch...he was fighting it...she looked into his deep blue eyes and smiled, reassuringly, professionally, or...? 

He stopped fighting it and grinned. His cock grew very hard in her hands...a little bigger than average seven inches maybe a hair over, nice girth... 

"No erectile dysfunction issues, I gather?" 

"What's your professional opinion, doctor?" 

"You're fine...just fine." She replied, feeling her own first flush of arousal and the telltale moistness between her legs. "You can get dressed now. I'll give you a prescription for the pain and an oral antibiotic." 

"Skip the Percocet, just the antibiotic." 

"You really need to rest that hand for a few days." 

"That's not going to happen. I'll do my best not to mess up your excellent seamstress work but I have a project to finish." 

"Is that what you do for a living, Mike, flooring, carpentry...?" 

"Not really, except for good friends. No, this is my own house and my own floor. I hate carpet; ultimately I will replace every inch of it." 

"Why not one of those floating laminate floors, much easier, I would think?" 

"You've been hanging out at Home Depot™ too much! They look fake and they feel wrong. Red Oak #2-#1 doesn't have enough knots and natural imperfections-almost ends up looking, 'not real'. One thousand square feet of red oak, one board at a time, five coats of polyurethane." 

"A thousand square feet? How long will that take?" 

"Well, I cleaned up the carpet debris and laid the felt-roofing paper-before I realized I needed medical attention. The first few boards up against the wall have to be done by hand-each nail hole every six inches pre drilled, driven with a hammer than set below the surface. They're driven in at an angle into the edge so that they aren't visible when you are done. Pick each board carefully so that the boards meet in a random but not so random pattern. Drive the boards tightly into place with a rubber mallet. 

"After that, an air powered nailer speeds the process up considerably. Tonight I'll probably follow the doctor's orders and take it easy...just lay out a few boards. Whenever I wake up, I'll get to work. I should be able to get all of the boards down by tomorrow night, then sanding and the beginning of the finish, I'm using a water based finish-no fumes, quicker recoat, doesn't yellow, more durable-and you probably are bored to tears and wish I'd just shut up and get the hell out of your treatment room, aren't you doc?" 

"Not at all Mike! I'm actually quite fascinated. I do love Home Depot™ and my dad taught me how to use tools. I've done a Pergo™ floor-you are right, it looks like what it is, laminate...veneer...and some ceramic tile but never tried the real thing like what you are talking about. I have a small oak floor in my entryway...I'd love to expand it but I'm not sure it would be easy to match it." 

"If it's real oak it's probably red in this part of the country, white is not typical for floors, it's pretty easy to tell. Once you sand off the old finish the old oak will look just like the new oak. The wonders of nature...consistency. Then you finish the whole thing-new and old wood-with the same finish and you can't see the difference. To me it's a sin to stain oak; I use a clear finish." 

"I'd love to see it." Martha responded. 

"I should be done by six or seven tomorrow evening. If you want to observe the process, drop by earlier but I need to warn you that I am obsessive about these kinds of projects...I don't stop for visitors. I'll point you to the beer and a comfortable chair but I won't be a very accommodating host. I'll probably sand it tomorrow night and put down the first coat-a sealer-and then the first of the next four or five coats the next morning." 

"'Need any help?" 

"Martha, your hands are probably too valuable to get cut up by oak; it's a very hard and nasty wood which throws off long hard-as-nails splinters." 

"I have gloves...I'm done here tomorrow at noon...I'll bring lunch...what's your pleasure?" 

"Homemade chicken salad on sourdough?" 

"You've got it. Wait, your address is here on the chart...how do I get there?" 

Mike gave her directions. "I think I was ten the last time a doctor made a house call. I'll believe it when I see it." 

"Special service for special patients! It's a new policy of the HMO." Martha said, now more openly flirting. 

"Right...I look forward to seeing you without that silly white lab coat." Mike said, wondering if he meant in street clothes or naked. He was pretty sure he meant both. The good doctor was going to get fucked. Any woman who came to his house who was over eighteen and under sixty and not soliciting for the Church of whatever was going to get fucked. It was just a matter of fact. Come to think of it, there had been that little brunette from the church of...? 

From Martha's perspective naked and this man was a very good possibility. She had been divorced longer than she could remember. Her three kids were grown and had long since moved out. She wasn't dating-let alone-fucking anyone. She needed some cock. If it turned into more than that... 

*** 

On the off chance that Martha would actually show up, Mike was up very early the next morning. He wanted to have most of the boards laid before he contemplated laying the good doctor. To his pleasant surprise, his doorbell rang at 12:30 on the dot. Standing before him was Doctor Stewart, picnic basket in hand, wearing a simple, sleeveless print dress which came a few inches above her knees. Handsome women he thought to himself. Wonder if she's a natural red head? He'd know soon enough; all the signs were right. She'd come to his house to get fucked. He had no intention of disappointing. 

"Good timing! I've only got a couple of more boards to lay so you can at least see the process, then I can take a break." 

Martha laid out the eats in the kitchen, grabbed a beer from the fridge and came back in to watch Mike work. He explained what he was doing as he went along. Within fifteen minutes the last board was in place. 

"What's next?" 

"As far as the floor goes, sanding everything smooth, removing every spec of dust, than the sealer, more sanding and dust removal-and so on until I've got four or five coats of finish down-can't do more than three, including the sealer in a single twenty-four hour period." 

"So it's lunch time?" she inquired. 

"I could definitely eat." 

Chicken salad was one of Mike's favorite things to eat...other than fresh pussy of course. Martha's chicken salad was absolutely phenomenal. Damn near as good as his own and his was nothing to sneeze at. Now if her pussy was as scrumptious as her chicken salad, it would be a very satisfying afternoon. They cleaned up the dishes and such together in the kitchen and then returned to the family room sofa to finish their beer. 

He's a damn good looking man, Martha thought to herself. I have no doubt that he knows he's going to fuck me but he had no idea what he is in for. Time for the tour. 

"Show me your house, Mike. From what I've seen so far I have high expectations. Oh, on another note, we drew blood when you were in yesterday as you may remember. Just thought you'd like to know everything came back just fine-great cholesterol numbers, no infections or abnormalities." 

"Good to know. Well, you've seen most of the down stairs and there is a fully finished walk out basement but why don't we hit the upstairs first." 

Of course he wants me to go first. He's checking out my butt. Men are so delightfully transparent-that's why I love 'em. Wonder if he'll notice that I'm not wearing a damn thing under this dress...well other than an acrylic butt plug...seldom leave home without one...have so many... 

A thong or nothing, Mike couldn't be certain but if he'd had to bet it would have been nothing. 

"This master bath is absolutely amazing! I love the huge walk-in shower. Looks like you forgot to drain the tub...damn! That's a huge Jaccuzi™!" 

"I got tired of waiting for it to fill every time I wanted to get in. The whirlpool jets helps smooth out the kinks in the joints-particularly after a project like the floor. I ripped out the one the builder installed, put in one twice the size, piped it through a solar panel on the roof and a high tech filtration system-no chorine, bromine which is almost undetectable-added a 12,000 watt electric heater for cloudy days and nights and so on." 

"It looks very inviting." Martha intoned, pulling her single garment over her head and stepping into the tub. "No use beating around the bush at our age-is there Mike?" 

"Oh, my...a woman after my own heart." Mike replied, quickly doffing his shirt and shorts and joining the natural red head. Not a lot of hair down there...just enough to be interesting. 

"A quick review of the rules seems prudent, Mike. I'm fifty years old. My former husband and the father of my children-well, at least of two of them-is a worthless loser. Ended up paying the prick alimony because he couldn't get a job-for ten damn years! I never, ever intend to be or desire to be married again. I don't even want to live under the same roof with a man-I have a home of my own. Going out on the town has long since lost its allure. I love to cook and I can be very OCD so I always clean up after I'm done. 

"In spite of my obsessive attempts to keep my body looking younger than my fifty years, my cunt-after three children and the ravages of age-is not as tight as I might like and I'll be damned if I'll submit to surgery to correct any flaws. You welcome to fuck me there but, in spite of your better than average endowment I doubt that you'll find it terribly satisfying. I like it-no, love it, need it and have to have it-up the butt, Mike. It's the only way I can really get of with a man. 

"I also love to suck cock-even more than I like to have my pussy eaten. I might be one of the few women in the world that can actually cum while sucking cock. I also enjoy toys, spanking, a little bondage, exhibitionism-pretty much anything that doesn't leave marks. I'm not particularly bi, but if you've got a girl friend who is up for it, I'd certainly be up for a three-way but two guys turns me off...too damn gay. 

"I don't remotely expect exclusivity but for God's sake if you're fucking someone else while you're fucking me, wear a condom! I'll observe the same precautions. I test myself regularly and if you and I engage in anything regular-I'll draw some of your blood at regular intervals. 

"Don't ask to borrow money from me nor will I ask you for money. If we do go out-straight Dutch treat. When it's not fun for you anymore or if the sex doesn't live up to your expectations-just tell me, I'm a big girl and I will in turn be every bit as blunt with you. Do not get clingy or jealous; we are not courting and there is no future and damn sure no wedding dress or whatever. 

"You were trying to hold back your erection yesterday when I was finger fucking your ass. It would appear that you are not doing so right now...impressive...damn nice! When you fuck me in the ass I want it long, deep and hard so I always find it helpful to start with the blow job if you have no objections." 

"You talk too much, doctor." Mike said, moving up and sitting on the edge of the tub, stroking his rock hard tool in anticipation. Martha was on it in a flash. 

Damn! For a small woman, she sure can take a lot of cock-fuck! 

Mike had certainly had his dick sucked more than he could count in his fifty-eight years. There were two or three that ranked at the very top of his list-his ex-wife had certainly not been one of them. In short order, Mike knew he might have just met his match. This was not an eager yet inexperienced eighteen year old like the skinny blond up the street who came by one day to sell magazine subscriptions to help pay for college. This was an experienced woman who thoroughly enjoyed what she did so well. Damn! 

He would look back on that afternoon fondly for many years to come even though his memory would be a little jumbled and disjointed. The scene would be repeated...the script often very similar to the first time. 

Mike enjoyed eating pussy as much as Martha enjoyed a dick in her mouth so she allowed him ample opportunity to enjoy one of his favorite pastimes. 

Eat your hot little slot first...take the edge off...make you cum...relax...then flip you over flat...spread your ass with my hands...perfect anal slut, spreading your own ass...work that tight little ass...lick it, tongue fuck it ...you know what I want...you raise your ass off the bed to meet me...a folded pillow under you to get the right angle...your fingers drop to your slippery girl hole...my tongue finds its mark...need to talk...tell you what I want...what you are going to give me. 

"You like my tongue in your ass, don't you, Martha? Tell me how much you like to have a man tongue fuck your nasty little butt...you know what he is preparing you for...you've done it before...many times...you like it there...need it there." 

"I like it there...like your tongue in my ass...know what is coming...know you're going to put your cock there...fuck me there...sodomize me...butt fuck me...need the ass fuck..." 

Your fingers in your pussy, mine too from behind as I begin to breath hard, excruciatingly aroused almost out of control as I inhale your musk...your funk...you're fucking my tongue with your skinny little butt...makes me even hotter...glad I let you blow me...last longer in that tight little furnace...new woman, new rectum...almost delirious with lust. Your tight little opening is calling to me...begging me to fuck it. 

Hot little cunt...fuck toy...dirty whore, wonderfully nasty little fuck bitch...slow down, get control...shove it in that slimy little pussy first...where is that fucking black plastic bottle? Finger inside...you respond...two fingers...lube...your ass and my cock...I'm so fuckin' hard...you're so nasty...now, no more pussy-it's time. 


A Trip to the ER



Pop through, head inside...slow, watch for response...so hot, so tight...all the way in now...balls slapping your cunt...talented ass...knows what it likes...not an amateur back there...loves it in the dirty chute...needs it. Want to kiss you, watch your face, your eyes when I cum in your ass...push your leg up and flip you over without leaving the hot tight confines of your talented little rectum. 

Need to cum now...grinning...you know it's coming...you can tell...feel me stiffen and change pace...surprise, nevertheless when you feel it happen...collapse and hold you in my arms, still both moaning, whimpering...your face...holding on for dear life...need you so desperately...need your mouth, your cunt, your ass...need all of you. A brief respite to recover...doze almost in a daze. 

As time went on, Mike would become more attuned to Martha's unique needs and requirements. 

Such a bad little girl...giving up your ass, your mouth...your cunt, on a whim...sucking cock...any cock... because you so desperately need it...need to feel it stretching your mouth...invading your throat...filling your tummy with the sticky essence you crave. Promising your most forbidden hole...your skinny little butt...your bowels for a smile, a kind word...love? 

Punishment for your sins...yes and no...you enjoy it too much...derive pure pleasure from being owned, possessed and disciplined by a man...need a man to show you the way...make you his and only his...leave his mark and his scent on you...in you. The alpha dog making you his personal little fuck bitch...always? 

And, of course, Martha loved her toys; she certainly came with an extensive collection which Mike happily augmented. 

You look so dirty, nasty and cute with that big black butt plug and those feathers sticking out of your little shit hole...waving your ass like the wanton little slut you have to be. Daring, begging, cajoling...you tell me to pull it out...command me. 

You know what belongs there you bastard...know what I need-have to have there-cock...big cock...hard cock...your cock...fuck, any cock...your cock...so damn good...know me so well...too well...too close...getting too comfortable-with you. 

A burning red ass to match a shimmering redhead with a flaming red cunt...on your knees, now, ass jutting back in the air, commanding my cock, it's your ass...take it...own it...head down, buried in the mattress butt in the air...such a submissive little whore when you want a man's cock...not who you really are...but...ass hole needs it...will do what is needed to get it...don't deny me... 

WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK! Two firm strokes each side...quivering butt flesh...makes me drip in anticipation...my master...showing me the way...making me behave for him...more...need more... 

The leather razor strop...thick, hurts but no marks, just pain...pain I need...bad girl...WACK! WACK! WACK! WACK! 

Oh he knows me so well, knows that was enough...rimming my tight and well worn little muscle...tasting my sweet little ass...breathing hard...anal freak...just like me...thumb in my sloppy little cunt...finger on the button...make me cum...I know the rules...no ass fuck until I cum...like this...can't fake it...he would know...don't have to fake it...lover's tongue fucking my ass...whole hand in my girl slot...finger on the fucking button...YESSSSSS! 

More fingers in my ass...hear the cap opening...forcing the gel deep...stopped now...greasing his cock...cap closed...his strong hands on my skinny little rump...spreading...need to help him...open all the way...need it deep, very deep...the head...ah, never get tired of that...bulbous cock head jammed through my anal ring...working inside...deep inside...letting me get used to it...already used to it...well used fucking out hole... 

YES! I own this mother-fucker now...own his cock...give a man your ass...own him forever...addiction...addiction to a woman's rectum...only woman who will let him have it anytime, anyplace he wants it...he is mine any time I want him...will never refuse me his cock...in my bowels. Don't want...don't need to own him...just fuck him...often. 

Hot cock, hard cock, grazing my tender walls...fucking him back with my butt like the little ass whore I have-willingly and gladly-become...need that cock...fill my ass with cock...cum, not to soon; fingers...work my slimy slot...work it...suck that cock deep in your ass, fuck him back...trap that cock in my ass never let him have it back... 

Cum for me baby, need to feel the hot splash...you're close...I'm ready...I'm close...fuck! YESSSSS! 

Hold me baby...you must kiss me...I never have to ask you...you know what I have to have...always remember...kiss me baby...hold me tight...love me...even a whore needs to be kissed...needs to be loved...then fuck me some more.



A Trip to the Fertility Doctor



Author's Note: I originally posted this story under the name zeke81. Time has passed and I've had several suggestions about improving this story so I am submitting this revised version. Please feel free to read the version posted under zeke81 and let me know which version you think is better.

ZENDO_ARGOS

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My wife and I had been trying to get pregnant for nearly a year before we decided to get checked for fertility. Well my wife went to her doctor and was told that she was in complete working order so it was my turn to go get my seed tested. 

What a dismal place that doctor's office was. As I sat in the waiting room I was afraid I'd catch something just sitting there. 

Finally after an hour the doctor was ready for me. When I saw the doctor it definitely lifted my spirits after sitting around so long in the drab little waiting room.

"Hello, I'm Dr. Emily Wilson. If you'll come with me I'll take you back and we can get started." Emily said.

Dr. Emily Wilson is in her early 30's with long blonde hair, long legs, and a great figure accentuated by the short skirt and tight blouse she was wearing. She was really sexy, and I couldn't help thinking that I wouldn't mind playing doctor with her.

Emily led me back to a small room.

"Okay, it says here that you're here for a fertility check. To do a sperm count and viability test I'll need you to give a semen sample." Emily said.

"I pretty much knew that doc." I said.

"Well, I've taken to saying it because you would not believe the number of men that come in here and fill the specimen jar with urine. Speaking of which, you'll need this." Emily said.

She gave me a little cup to catch my sample in.

"There are some magazines in there for...inspiration. I'll be back to see how you're doing in a little while." Emily said.

She then left me to do my thing. 

I thumbed through the magazines one by one trying to find something that would arouse me, but nothing worked. 

After nearly an hour Emily knocked on the door and entered. 

"Are you having problems?" Dr. Wilson asked. 

"I'm afraid so. These magazines just aren't working. I should have known they wouldn't; I have never been able to become aroused from just pictures before." I said. 

"We have a room with a TV and some adult videos; would a video help?" Emily asked.

"I'm afraid not doc. Videos have just as little affect as pictures." I said.

"Well it appears as if something is having the desired affect." Emily said. 

Sure enough my cock was starting to wake up. 

"If the pictures didn't work; what do you suppose is getting that reaction?" Emily asked. 

"It's got to be you doctor. I've always been this way; only the real thing can get me aroused." I said.

"I see. Well we need your sample. Wait here for just another minute, I'll be right back." Emily said.

"Whatever you say; I can't go home without giving a sample." I said.

For a few minutes I sat there wondering what she was going to do, but then I got my answer when she walked in with a girl who couldn't have been much more than 21. 

"Gina this is the patient that's been having trouble. Oh, sir this is Gina my new assistant. Gina is going to help us out with your little problem." Emily said.

I was a little unsure about things sitting with my pants off in a room with a female doctor and her young assistant.

"You're the expert here, but what can she do that you can't?" I asked.

"Gina has just the kind of skills that can help us with this situation." Emily said.

"What kind of skills?" I asked.

"Obedience." Emily said.

"Obedience?" I asked.

"Yes, obedience. Observe. Gina please remove your blouse" Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

The young girl lifted her fingers to her buttons and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, removed it, and placed it on the counter. She had very nice breasts confined in a lacy white bra. It seemed that Dr. Wilson was planning on filling my need for live stimulation through the use of her young assistant. 

"Very good Gina; please remove your skirt now." Emily said. 

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

Gina unzipped and slid her skirt down over her hips, down to the floor, and she squatted down to pick it up. She straightened it up and placed it on the counter as well. 

"Excellent Gina; now remove your bra." Emily said. 

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

Gina reached behind her back and released the clasp on her bra. She slowly pulled the straps down her shoulders; then finally pulled the bra away from her chest. She placed her bra on the counter as well and stood there in front of us in nothing but a pair of lacy white panties.

"Okay Gina; now I need you to remove your panties. Please remove them for me." Emily said. 

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

I couldn't believe how totally obedient this girl was being. I looked on as Gina hooked her thumbs in her panties. I was blown away as she pushed her panties down her hips, past her knees, and let them fall around her ankles in front of a strange man without protest. She crouched down, picked them up, and placed them on the counter with the rest of her clothes.

Gina then stood there, completely indifferent to being naked. Her legs were parted enough that I could see her shaved pussy easily.

"Very good Gina, now how are we doing?" Emily asked. 

She looked my way and saw that my cock was still only partially erect. 

"I see we need to further stimulate the patient. Gina, you're now going to undress me." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

"Remove my blouse." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

On command the young girl reached up and began unbuttoning the doctor's blouse, she removed it, folded it carefully, and placed it on the counter. 

"Now remove my skirt." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

Gina unzipped the tight skirt that Emily was wearing and wiggled it down over her hips and to the floor. Gina picked the skirt up, straightened it and put it on the counter.

"Now I want you to remove my bra Gina." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

Gina reached around behind Emily and unclasped her bra and pulled the garment off of her arms revealing the Emily's luscious DD tits. Gina took the bra and placed it on the counter.

"Very good. Now get down on your knees and remove my panties." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

Gina got on her knees in front of Emily, hooked her fingers into the waist band of Emily's panties, and slowly peeled down the last stitch of clothing that either of them had on. Emily stepped out of her panties and Gina picked them up and placed them on the counter neatly.

"Okay Gina, to help the patient reach the required level of stimulation we will have to display ourselves for him. Do exactly as I do." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

Emily began moving her hands all over her body in a very sexy fashion; as instructed Gina did the same. Emily pinched and flicked her nipples; Gina did the same. Emily lifted one of her breasts and flicked at her nipple with her tongue; Gina did the same. Emily flicked her other nipple with her tongue; Gina, the ever obedient assistant, did the same.

"I see that this will take more than I thought. Gina, continue to do as I do." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

Emily walked over close to me, turned away from me, bent down and grabbed her ankles. Her shaved pussy was just two feet from me. She reached between her legs and inserted her middle finger into her pussy, then spread her pussy open with two fingers. After about two minutes Emily stood up and Gina repeated the same action.

"Still not there I see. Very well." Emily said.

Emily walked over to where I was sitting, pressed my head between her breasts, pushed her breasts tightly together around my face and slowly pulled back. I got a great close up view of her breasts. As soon as she backed away Gina pulled my head between her breasts and did the same thing.

"My goodness, this is a very unusual case. Gina, if you would join me on the table." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

The two of them got up on the table side by side.

"Gina you are to use whatever motions you need to employ to give yourself an orgasm. It is my hope that watching us have orgasms will bring the patient to the required level of arousal." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

For the next 20 minutes they both rubbed and fingered themselves until they each had an orgasm.

"Gina, if you would be so kind, check our patient's stimulation level now." Emily said. 

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

Gina surprised me by hopping off of the table, moving over close to me, grabbing my cock and giving it a good squeeze. 

"How is the patient's stimulation level?" Emily asked.

"Stimulation level is improving, but still below required levels doctor." Gina said.

"Very well, we will just have to increase the stimulation level even more. Gina please get up on the table and lie on your back." Emily said.

"Yes doctor." Gina said.

Gina's little pussy was pointed right at me as she lay on the table. 

"Gina, we are going to use stimulation procedure 69 to help our patient, are you familiar with that procedure?" Emily asked. 

"Yes doctor, I am familiar with that procedure, but I have never put it into practice." Gina said.

"Well then, this is going to be a good learning experience for you." Emily said.

Emily got up on the table and mounted Gina in the 69 position. She began licking Gina's pussy and I could hear Gina licking hers. 

After a few minutes of licking Emily looked up at me from the dripping little pussy she was slurping on.

"Feel free to move around the table to get a more stimulating view." Emily said.

I was amazed by what I was seeing, but with Emily's suggestion I moved in close to get a good look at Emily's fingers deeply probing and spreading Gina's pussy as her tongue worked her clit. 

I wanted a closer look at Emily's pussy so I went around to the other end of the table and watched as Gina's tongue and fingers worked on Emily's dripping snatch. 

For the next half an hour I moved back and forth from one end of the table to the other. Both women built slowly towards another orgasm. 

Gina came first and I was right there as her juices squirted all over the Emily's beautiful face. 

When Emily finally came, Gina had all of her pussy covered by her mouth and only a few beads of Emily's cum ran out the corner of Gina's mouth. 

The two women then sat up on the table and caressed each other's breasts as they licked their own cum from the other's face. 

"Well I'll be damned, the patient has shown much improvement, but maximum stimulation has not yet been achieved. I have never seen such a severe case. Extreme circumstances call for extreme measures. Gina, please bring me a flexible semen collection device." Emily said. 

"Yes doctor; right away." Gina said. 

Gina hopped off the table, and retrieved something that I couldn't see from the cabinet. 

"Now if this method doesn't result in successful collection of a sample nothing will. Gina, please assume the collection position while I apply the collection apparatus." Emily said. 

"Yes doctor, collection position coming right up." Gina said.

Gina got on the edge of the table, lay back, and spread her legs. Meanwhile the doctor took the item Gina had gotten for her, which turned out to be a condom, and put it in her mouth. She then proceeded to use her mouth to place the condom on the end of my cock and roll it down to the base with her lips and hands. 

"Okay, since normal methods of stimulation have yielded no sample, we will have to use this extreme method." Emily said. 

She stood me up, and pulled me by the cock to Gina and then pushed the head of my cock into Gina's waiting pussy. She then used her hands on my hips to begin a rhythmic thrusting when she removed her hands and I kept rocking my cock in and out of Gina's pussy.

"Good, very good, we'll no doubt have a sample in no time." Emily said.

Well she was wrong; I was fucking Gina for 45 minutes before I finally came.

"There now, now we have a sample, I'll just take this to the lab to be tested" Emily said.

Emily removed the condom and up ended it into her mouth, then handed it to Gina who turned it inside out and licked out the remaining contents. 

"Sir, I'm afraid we lost your sample; you'll have to come in and give another sample tomorrow." Emily said.

Who knew going to the doctor was so much fun.



A Trip to the Garage



She was dancing when she saw him. What was he doing out tonight? She turned away and tried not to look at him, her pussy was moist from just seeing him. Why did he have this effect on her? 

She went to the toilets and checked herself in the mirror, her tanned body looked good in the black dress and her legs looked amazing with her heels on. She brushed her long brown hair and took a deep breath. She wanted him so much, she couldn't stop thinking about him.

She went back to the dance floor and found her friends, they were dancing right in front of the table he was sat at with his friends. She ignored the fact that he was there as much as she could and carried on dancing with the girls but she felt his eyes on her as she moved her body, she started to grind her hips and as she looked up her eyes met his. 

He smiled, she turned away and didn't look back, determined not to give into the longing she felt inside and the twinge in her pussy. She needed to get out of here in to the fresh air and to get away from him. She went outside into the dark and walked round the side of the building where it was quiet and she could be alone. 

She lent up against the wall, took some deep breaths and closed her eyes trying to clear her head of all thoughts of him. She opened them and jumped... he was stood in front of her! 

"Come with me," he whispered. 

She didn't know what to do. Where did he want her to go? Why did he want her to go? 

"Are you coming?" he said as he walked over to his car. 

After a little hesitation she nodded and followed him getting in the passenger side quickly so no one would see. He sped out of the car park and through town, her head had so many thoughts going round in it, she was so nervous she couldn't speak and remained silent for the whole journey.

They pulled up and he got out, she followed and he led her into his dimly lit workshop. He locked the door and moved towards her, he could feel his cock stirring, she looked gorgeous and he was dying to find out what she had on underneath that dress. 

She was leant against his tool cabinet, the metal felt cold on her hot skin, he reached for her hands and held them tight as he kissed her full lips, her mouth soft and warm on his tongue. She relaxed a little, his mouth felt so good on hers and she felt herself getting wetter down below, he pushed his body against her and she felt his hard on rubbing on her. 

He pulled away from her and moved back, he sat on a pile of tyres and watched her as she pulled her dress up to reveal a tiny red thong, there was a wet patch on the gusset. His cock started to throb in his pants as her watched her pull the dress up and over her tanned round breasts then finally over her head, she threw it on the floor and stood in front of him in just her thong. 

He grinned at her, his eyes running over every inch of her gorgeous curves. She moved towards him, walking past him naked apart from that tiny thong and her black stilettos, she sat on the bonnet of the car that was parked in the garage, she spread her legs and ran her long dark nails to her tits.

His eyes were burning into the wet patch on her thong that was growing bigger now. He took his t-shirt off and walked towards her running his hands up her legs from her stilettos to her thighs, he hooked his fingers round the elastic at each side of her thong pulling it hard, he lent forward and sucked her nipples hard. 

She pushed her tits into him and his mouth moved all over them, he had been longing to get his hands and his mouth on her for so long, he tightened his grip on her thong and she arched her back so her body touch his. He was hungry for her, he wanted her and he was going to have her, he could resist her no longer. 

His hands pulled her thong harder and she gasped as he ripped it off her, throwing it to the floor. His fingers went straight to her pussy and he spread her lips so he could get a good look at her glistening wetness and her pulsing clit which he had to taste. 

He ran his tongue over her clit and she moaned, his teeth now clamped on it , she squirmed with pleasure, her hips moved up and he buried his face in her hot, wet cunt. He plunged his tongue deep inside her and tasted the sweet juices flowing out of her, he could smell her womanly scent and his dick grew harder, he had not had his face in such a wet pussy for a long time. 

His tongue flicked around inside her and found its way back to her swollen clit, he sucked and licked it, her moans were uncontrollable now and getting louder. He pushed 2 fingers up her cunt, feeling her soft, hot and wet around them as he went deeper inside her, his fingers fucked her hard and he bit her clitoris, she was panting in between moans. 

He moved his sticky, wet fingers to her anus and rubbed it, gently teasing his finger inside, he felt her ring tighten around him and she threw her head back and panted as his knuckle passed through, she was really tight back there. He finger fucked her ass fast as he continued bite her clit and he felt her thighs start to tense around his head as he coaxed her to her climax, working his tongue and his finger until he felt her juices start to gush into his mouth. 

He flicked his tongue all around her pussy and lapped up her wetness. He left his finger in her until her body stopped shaking as she lay back against the car and he moved away, a wet sticky patch on the bonnet between her legs. He looked at her flushed face, her eyes were closed and her chest heaving as she recovered from her orgasm, she lay still for a minute breathing deep.

He saw the pointed toe of her black patent stiletto move towards him, it went between his legs and she rested the top of her foot against his ass and then pulled him towards her with her foot. Her hand went straight to the bulge in his pants and her mouth to his, her tongue licking the wetness from his cheek before pushing between his lips and caressing his mouth, tasting her pussy on his breath. 

She felt her way up his length to the head with her long finger nails, his cock was straining to get out of the waistband of his jeans, she undid the button and zip to free him, her hand rubbing him through the fabric of his shorts. She felt a small sticky wet patch near the head of his shaft where his pre-cum had left its mark, she pulled the shorts down and wrapped her hand around his cock, he was rock hard. 

She moved her hand slowly up and down his veiny shaft, lingering at the sticky tip as she twisted her hand round to ease it back down, he was so big, she couldn't wait to feel him inside her stretching her tight cunt. He pulled away from her mouth and bit her dark, hard nipples, she threw her head back and gasped, she repaid him by wanking his cock harder and faster using the whole of his length whilst her other hand gently massaged his balls.

She pushed him away from her chest and sunk her head down to his iron shaft taking him as deep in to her mouth as she could. He could feel her hot breath on his balls, he bit his lip as she moved her mouth back up him gently grazing his cock with her teeth then teasing the head with her tongue. 

She stood up and dragged him over to a low work bench where she pushed him to sit down, he was completely at her mercy, she was incredible. Facing away from him she sat back sinking her hot, dripping wet cunt onto his dick, he was in heaven, her warm softness felt so good on his sensitive shaft he nearly came. 

She fucked him, sliding up and down his cock and grinding her hips at the same time as she had being doing on the dance floor when he saw her earlier. He grabbed her gorgeous milky white arse cheeks in his hands as she fucked him, he pulled them apart and eyed her pink ass hole. He was groaning now, she was sending shivers all over his body with her tight pussy, the muscles inside her caressing his length as she moved on him, he was struggling to keep concentrating not to cum. 

He pushed her forward so she was bent over and stood up, he started to fuck her, his hands gripped her hips and she shuffled her legs further apart leaning forward and hanging onto one of the pillars of the car ramp in front of her. They were both making moaning noises and gasping now, she had never felt a cock fill her cunt so much, he was the best she'd ever had. 

He built his rhythm up so he was pounding her, hard and fast, he pulled hard on her hair as she screamed 'harder!', his balls were slapping against her now as he went hard at her. He moved his hand to her ass and pushed his finger up her tight hole again, he slipped it back out and pushed 2 fingers up it now, teasing it until it had stretched a little further. He hands moved to her ass pulling it wide apart for him, her pink hole stretching open in front of him, he pulled out of her pussy and she dropped to the floor. 

He knelt down behind her and pushed the tip of himself into her, easing himself further into her, fuck she was so tight, her ring was massaging his cock as he pumped her. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold off for long, he could feel himself losing control, he rammed his shaft into her as hard as he could. 

His eyes closed and he let the feeling of ecstasy rush through his body. She had moved her hand to her clit and was teasing it with her fingers, the feeling of his length in her tight hole was driving her wild, she felt herself gasping for air as her cunt tightened and her orgasm rocked through her and she screamed. 

Her ring tensed around his shaft as she came, it pushed him over the edge, he felt himself shoot his hot white cum inside her filling her ass. With each spurt of cum his body shivered and he pulled out a little further, he never had such a strong orgasm and he was sure he'd released a phenomenal amount of cum into her arse!

He pulled out, his cum was dripping out of her ass and down her thighs, she ran the tip of her finger up her leg and as she turned round she licked it off her finger, he laughed. His balls ached from the pressure that had been released from them, they were both speechless and feeling high from their orgasms. 

He lent back, closed his eyes and relaxed, the effort and the intensity of it all had drained him, he lay still, unable to move his legs feeling like jelly. A minute later he opened his eyes... she was gone. 

He looked around but there was no one there. He stood up and went to collect his clothes, as he walked past the door he noticed something on the handle. Her ripped red thong, she had left them for him, a memory of his hunger for her.



A Trip to the Gym



First, for those of you who don’t know me, let me tell you a little bit about myself. My name is Tanya, I’m 26 years old, and I recently started going to the gym to keep myself fit. It wasn’t that I was looking bad, but my tummy was just a bit rounder than usual and I wanted it to be flat because summer was coming up, and I planned to look gorgeous in the new two-piece bathing suit I had just bought. With my long legs, firm ass, dark, shoulder length hair and curvy hips – I’d drive the boys wild if I could lose five pounds.

Well, I got a membership to Ballys and started going early in the morning before work. Often, there would be just a few others there and I’d often have the gym all to myself. I worked up quite a sweat on the treadmill and lifting the leg press, so I soon learned to dress down. I got into the habit of going to the gym in very, short nylon shorts and a tank top. I usually dress rather conservatively, but I figured I’d live a little because there usually wasn’t anyone around at the gym in the early morning.

One morning, I was running a little bit late and there were more people at the gym than usual. I noticed several of the men looking at my ass as I walked on the treadmill. I blushed, but decided to give them a show, bending over to hold the front of the treadmill and letting my short shorts ride far up my ass. I was sure they could see my pink cotton panties peeking out from underneath my shorts, and built up enough bravery to turn my head back slowly.

But the guys were not the only ones looking. A slim, dark beauty – I assumed she was Indian – with long, flowing black hair and wearing tight, black pants and a cotton T was on an exercise bike behind me and obviously staring right at my backside. She was licking her lips and we briefly made eye contact and I felt a tingle go through me. I had a hard time understanding what I was feeling, as I’d never been so turned on by a foreign woman before. Up until that point, I had always strictly slept with men or white, professional women who I interacted with in the workplace.

But the way she was staring at me … as if she were undressing me with her eyes. Well, it was even more intense than how the young men were looking at me, and suddenly, I knew I had to have this fine, Indian beauty. Yes, I would make her mine, I thought – and I gripped the bar to the treadmill tighter, flexing my leg muscles and waving my fine, firm ass at the woman.

The young men – there were three of them – were also staring at me, and apparently became too flustered by my antics, because soon they left, hiding the bulges in their pants. That left me alone with the Indian beauty, and I got off the treadmill and onto an exercise bike opposite her, so we were facing each other.

We both biked in silence, but we were looking at each other. Looking and liking what we saw in the other. The attraction was electric and my pussy began to flutter. Yes, I was sweating, but that was not the only thing making me wet. I looked into the eyes of my smaller counterpart – she looked so delicate, and her eyes were deep and dark. I licked my lips, and she licked hers. I saw her nipples poking through her T-shirt and smiled. Yes, I would have her, I thought.

I rode the bike hard, breathing heavily and making soft, raspy noises. “Huh … uggghh … uhggggg,” I panted, pedaling the bike hard. The girl across from me did the same, responding to my guttural pants with longing sounds all of her own … her eyes glazed over as she rode that bike across from me, shifting her ass on the seat – almost as if she were riding herself to orgasm.

I could take no more … I got up … pulled up my short shorts even further up my ass, so the material was almost riding up into my crack … turned my back to my gorgeous friend, and bent over. I pretended to tie my shoe, but really, I just wanted her to see how wet she had made me. Then, I stood up, walked past her to the girls locker room, but made sure to look back – inviting her to come along with my eyes.

In the locker room, I went to the showers. By that time, it was past 9 a.m. and nearly everyone had left the gym to go to work. I took off my sneakers, and then my shorts, then sat on a bench and took of my pink panties. Then, I walked into the showering room, which was lined with nozzles. No one else was in there, so I turned on the nozzle and basked in a hot stream of water that came down. All the while, I was thinking of the Indian beauty who was riding across from me, hoping that she would also come in for a shower.

And I got my wish. I heard the door to the locker room creak open and about five minutes later, just after I’d gotten my hair nice and wet, she came across the corner completely naked. She crept inside, seemingly nervous, but that just made her more beautiful. And then, she went to the wall opposite me and turned on another nozzle and began kneading her hands through her dark, black hair. 

Here we were, in the same showering room, both of us naked, wet and wanting the other – I knew that was the case. And yet still, neither one of us had said a word to the other. We were both nervous, and it was awkward because we did not know the other, but I knew that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. And if it was not already obvious, it became very clear when she began soaping her breasts and looking at me with lust as I ran my fingers through my own dark hair.

When she had her back turned toward me, and was holding her head under the nozzle on the opposite side of the wall, I crept over to her. I was then just inches from her and had not said a word. But taking a bar of soap, and standing right behind her … I reached down my hand and began slowly soaping her firm, ripe ass.

God, her ass was beautiful. So exotic … firm and the color of brown sugar. I slowly soaped each cheek and she moaned. “mmmmm …. So nice to meet you,” she cooed. “My name is Sandita.”

I pressed myself against her backside. I was taller than her, so my breasts were pressing against her shoulder and I let my hand slip between the cheeks of her ass, with no pretext of soaping her cheeks anymore. I took one of her earlobes in my mouth, sucked it gently and cooed, “My name is Tanya … but you can call me mistress if you prefer.”

“Mmmm … Mistress Tanya …” she rasped. “What you are doing to me feels so good.”

I spread her legs and she put her palms against the wall, bracing herself. I whispered in her ear, “You look very lovely and I am going to make you feel soooo good. “

She moaned in response, and I gave her small, wet ass a spank before rubbing the lips of her pussy. She was very wet, and it wasn’t just from the shower. Then, I knelt down, so I was on my knees and I began servicing my lovely soul mate, who called to me with her beautiful eyes and let me know that she wanted this moment.

My tongue went across the outside of her lips. She braced the wall and cried out. I let my tongue lap at her gently, tasting her sweet juices. Slowly, ever so slowly, I let my mouth move over the head of her clit, making it respond to my ministrations. She had such a lovely pussy, and it was mine.

I turned her around and ate her out from the front and she held my head and cooed in delight. “Oh mistress Tanya … yes … YES! … teach me, show me … make me yours PLEASE!”

I buried my head in her pussy and held her ass, squeezing her cheeks. Darting my tongue in and out of her pussy, I made her cum over and over … She was in heaven. I loved giving her so much pleasure.

“Play with your tits for me,” I commanded.

She licked her lips, moaned and then let her hands play with her nipples. She then firmly took her breasts and began massaging them. Her mouth was stretched out in delight as I continued eating her. I then stuck out my whole tongue and began to lick her entire pussy slowly, up and down … up and down.

I was surprised when she pulled me up. Without saying a word, she kissed me on the mouth. That was our first mouth-to-mouth kiss, and it was lovely. Our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. She let her hands travel to my waist. And then, she showed that she was more assertive than I had thought, as she pressed me against the wall into the position I just had her in and quickly dropped to her knees.

She ran her hands over my trimmed pussy. I keep just a tuft of hair at the top and keep the lips shaved clean and she smiled in approval. With the water still spraying over us, each of us wet, hot and steaming, she kissed my inner thighs and then turned me around, so my ass was sticking out.

She placed her hands on my ass and massaged the cheeks. “This is what I wanted, Mistress Tanya,” she cooed.

And then, before I even realized what she was doing, she pulled my cheeks apart and buried her head into my ass, licking my asshole! 

“Oh my god!” I grunted. And I was in heaven. Never had I had a woman do this to me, and I had never even asked it. And here was Sandita, who I had just met, bending down of her own accord and cleaning the folds of my ass with her tongue. 

I reached back and ran my hands through her hair and held her head in place. She buried her tongue in deeper, penetrating my ass. Then, she turned me around again, so my thighs were over her face. I was shaking and crying out.

She bent down still further and then she gave me what I wanted – her tongue right on my clit. I shook in delight. “Oh Sandita! Yes … make your mistress cum!”

She rolled my clit in her mouth and darted her tongue inside me. It felt so wonderful. I came about three times on her face. She kept her lips locked over my pussy and kept cooing and humming. Such a lovely mouth. I looked down at her and it was the most beautiful sight in the world seeing this slender, Indian temptress servicing my pussy like an insatiable slut.

Finally, I collapsed onto the floor, unable to keep myself on my feet anymore. Sandita folder herself into my arms, and I held her as though she were a child needing my protection. We lay there exhausted on the tile floor, hot water still burgeoning over us. She sucked at my breast, and I squeezed them as she alternated between one breast to the other. 

“Did I do good mistress?” she asked, letting her hand run down to my flat tummy.

“Yes … yes you did … it’s time I bring you home and give you your reward,” I said, thinking of the big, strap-on cock I keep in my bedside drawer.

“Oh Tanya,” Sandita moaned. “I’d love that … take me home and make me yours.”

I held her in my arms, sighed and let her suckle at my breast, thinking how lucky I was to have met Sandita. Then, I took her hand, we got dressed and made our way to the parking lot, where my car was parked. I took her home with me, and have been seeing her ever since.



A Trip to the Gynecologist



Today was the day that my annual GYN exam was scheduled. It's one of those things that most women must endure for their health, but not something that they anticipate or enjoy. I know I feel very vulnerable as I lie there with my feet in the stirrups and my legs wide open as my private areas are exposed and explored. 

Although my appointment wasn't until 1:00, I decided to take the day off work so I could relax, and get myself ready for my exam. I always take extra care washing on the day of my exam. Although the smells of a vagina are enticing in the heat of passion, the odor can be unpleasant at other times, and even in a medical environment, the thought of someone being close enough to smell my vagina in a non-sexual experience mortifies me. So, I took a long shower this morning, taking great care in washing my vagina and anus with soap and water to ensure that my private areas were clean. I trimmed my pubic hair, and washed it with soap and water to ensure that there were no dried vaginal fluids in there. After shaving my legs and armpits, I let the hot water from the showerhead cascade over my body and rinse the soap suds away. 

I arrived at the doctor's office about 15 minutes early, and filled out the medical history form. I took a seat in the waiting room, and flipped through a magazine as I anxiously awaited the medical assistant to call my name. She called me in shortly after 1:00, and took me back to ask me when I had my last period (three weeks ago), take my blood pressure (better than it had been last year), and weigh me (I'm down 10 pounds since May). She lead me into the exam room, and instructed me to strip from the waist down, and unhook my bra strap. 

I quickly took off my shoes, socks, jeans, and panties, and sat on the exam table, covering myself with a paper sheet. Brenda, the nurse who would be examining me, came into the room within a few minutes, and asked me for more detailed information on my medical history. She asked if I wanted to have my first mammogram, but I decided to put it off, since there isn't a history of breast cancer in my family. Sitting on the exam table half naked, covered only by a paper sheet was a bit uncomfortable as I answered all of her questions. 

Brenda is a wonderful nurse practitioner. Her bedside manner is very caring and tender, and she really talks you through the exam. She always makes me feel at ease and comfortable during an exam. She has a light and tender touch that is very soothing in the exam. 

I have to admit that I do find my GYN exam to be somewhat erotic, and after the exam, I do sometimes fantasize Brenda's lips on my breasts and vagina when I am masturbating. Brenda is an attractive but plain looking woman with a wonderful personality. Even though I understand that the exam is a clinical environment, and Brenda's job, I have to admit her hands on my breasts and deep inside my vagina really make me feel good. 

Once I answered all of Brenda's questions, she began the physical exam. She listened to my heart, and checked my glands by feeling by looking at and feeling my throat. 

Brenda then supported my back, and instructed me to lie back on the exam table so she could examine my breasts. She positioned my arms about my head and lifted my shirt and bra off of my breasts. I have large breasts (44D) with very sensitive nipples. As soon as Brenda's warm hand applied pressure on my breasts in small hard circles, my nipples turned rock hard. I took a few deep breaths as her hand felt for masses on my breasts. With deep, firm circle, her fingers slowly covered every inch of by breasts, making my body react with waves of pleasure down to my vagina. She looked closely at my nipples for signs of discharge. She told me that my breasts looked great, and commented how they are the same size, as many women have one breast larger than the other. 

When she was done with my breast exam, Brenda gently cupped each breast and fitted them back into my bra. She pulled my t-shirt back over my breasts and began to feel my abdomen, asking if I had any pain or discomfort at her touch. Other than a little ticklishness, I felt no pain as she applied firm pressure on my abdomen. 

Brenda then moved to the bottom of the table and pulled the stirrups up to start the pelvic exam. She gently guided each of my feet into the stirrups, and reminded me to try to relax as she spread my legs apart. Brenda asked me to slide my butt close to the edge of the exam table. She lifted the paper sheet away and sat on a rolling stool, moving inches away from my moist vagina. She spread my legs a little further apart, and gently pushed aside my clitoral hood and closely looked at the outside of my vagina. She told me that my skin looked really good between my legs.

She then took a large plastic speculum attached to a small light from a nearby tray. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to relax, as she inserted it deep into my vagina. I felt the walls of my vagina expand as she used the speculum to widen the space so she could get a better look inside. She moved her face close to my vagina and I could feel her warm breath on my clitoris as she looked inside me. She told me that my cervix looked excellent. 

Brenda then took a sterile cotton swab and inserted it into my vagina. She scrapped it against my cervix to take a sample for my pap smear. She then gently removed the speculum from my vagina. 

Brenda then told me that she was going to feel inside my vagina. She put some lubricating jelly on her gloved fingers and slid two fingers deep inside my vagina. I have to admit that when she put her fingers inside of me, it took my breath away. I involuntarily closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of Brenda's long dainty fingers wiggling in my vagina. With her second hand, Brenda pressed down on my abdomen as she continued to feel inside my vagina, and checked my ovaries. This portion of the exam lasted only about a minute, but I enjoyed the feel of Brenda's fingers deep inside me so much that I wished could have lasted a bit longer. 

After removing her fingers from my vagina, Brenda pulled the paper sheet back over my vagina, and assisted me as I pulled my legs out of the stirrups and relaxed. She removed her gloves, and washed her hands. After exchanging a few pleasantries, she told me she would see me next year, and left the room so I could get dressed.



A Trip to the Gynecologist



A yearly trip to the gynecologist was never fun. Until the day I met Dr. Creed Savage. I was on the exam table in the little paper gown when he walked in. My mouth fell open. He stood there, all 6 feet and 3 inches of him. He had black hair, shaggy but neat. His eyes seemed almost silver they were so grey. He was GORGEOUS. He was probably 28 at the most. I realized my mouth was gaping open and I shut it quickly.

"Grace, how are you? I'm Dr. Savage."

I gulped. "I'm okay, it's nice to meet you." My voice was a little unsteady. But my god, he was distracting. Well built from what I could tell in the suit he wore. I shook my head slightly. This was a gynecological exam, not speed dating. He looked at me, an amused smirk on his sinfully sexy lips. 

We got on with the exam. He asked me the normal questions and then it was time for the physical exam. "Could you lie back for me?" he asked. 

I nodded carefully and laid back on the table. The stirrups came out and I placed my feet in them. "Scoot your butt down a bit." he instructed. I did as I was told. 

"Alright, let's see what's going on." he said, rolling up the paper gown. God I was nervous. I had done this many times, but this doctor was completely and totally.....fuck-able. I had images of he and I, hot and sweaty, fucking like animals. I shook my head again. 

"Alright, everything looks good." he said, taking off his rubber gloves. My head shot up. 

"It's over? You already---I mean..."

"I wondered why you didn't seem to notice me using the speculum." 

My eyes grew wide. God I hated that thing. But somehow I hadn't even felt it. Hadn't known it was anywhere around me. Stupid fantasies. Or great fantasies. Depending on the way you looked at it.

"So, everything's good?" I said, gulping again. 

"Mhmm," he paused for a minute, and chuckled a bit. "But are you always so wet?"

I felt myself blushing to the roots of my hair. "Um....." was all I could say. 

He chuckled again. "If I wasn't your doctor, I'd do something about it." he said, his voice dropping. 

Was this actually happening???? All I could do was stare at him. 

He shook his head. "I'm sorry, that was out of line."

I laughed. "I'm sure you get plenty of wet patients. Some lucky patient is actually gonna have it take care of." was that me talking??? What the hell was I saying??

He cocked his head. Now it was my time to apologize. I opened my mouth to speak, when I felt his fingers travel up my thigh. 

He looked at me questioningly. "I'm not going to get sued am I?" he asked. 

I could barely breathe. "Not by me..." I said. My voice didn't even sound like my own. 

He smiled and scooted up towards me, his fingers traveling higher. I held my breath as he moved slowly towards my heat. Suddenly, he swept his finger over my clit and I almost flew off the exam table. Biting my lip to keep from making any noise. He looked up at me, smiling. 

God he was so beautiful. He began to move his fingers up and down my slick channel. I was breathing heavily and grabbing my breasts, pinching my nipples through the gown. It felt so fucking good. I saw him dip his head lower and I held my breath again. His tongue swept over my clit quickly and I moaned quietly. He smiled and began licking and sucking. His teeth nipping the overly sensitive bud. 

I was whimpering and writhing against his face, my pleasure growing and growing. He slid his finger inside me and I moaned as he moved it in and out slowly, still devouring me like I was a 5 star dinner. I was beginning to lose control, whimpering quietly, biting my lip. Shivering and writhing around.

Suddenly he stopped and I almost screamed. He stood up and I looked at him. He took off his jacket, and then his shirt. I gazed at his body. Fit and gorgeous. Just as I had imagined. He reached down, undoing his belt and taking off his pants and underwear, leaning down to take off his socks and shoes. I stared at him. His dick was huge. Hard and hot, standing at attention.

"Take off the gown." he said. 

I sat up, taking it off, discarding it on the floor. He smiled at me and my heart raced faster. I saw him reach into the drawer beside him and take out a condom. I watched him put it on, becoming wetter just thinking about him inside me. 

Once the condom was on, he walked over to me, holding himself in his hand. 

I watched as he slowly rubbed the tip against my wetness. I moaned at the sensation. Slowly he began to slide himself into me, his eyes locked on mine. He was huge. It was a tight fit. I felt myself stretch as he pushed slowly. 

I moaned and breathed. It was all I knew to do. Once he was fully inside me, he smiled down at me, leaning down to kiss my neck, moving in and out of me torturously slow. He moved his mouth up to my ear, licking it and I almost came right then and there.  

He sent chills all over my body with that and my nipples hardened even more. He continued the slow strokes, groaning. I was dying. The slowness was excruciating, but in a good way. I felt more sensations then I'd ever felt before. But I needed it faster. Harder. 

I closed my eyes, trying not to scream out at him. I gained control over my voice. "Please, harder...." I whispered. He smiled at me, groaning and he began to pound into me. My breasts bounced, the exam table squeaked, I moaned, he groaned. I felt him getting harder inside me. I felt the extra friction and I whimpered, throwing my head back. I bucked my hips against his, hearing the sounds of our skin slapping together, hearing my wetness. He moved faster and harder, thrusting into me with every little bit of strength that he had. 

We were sweating, his grey eyes glittered with lust, he bit his lip. I saw the veins sticking out in his neck and I knew he was trying hard to hold back. So was I. I sat up on my elbows, raising my pelvis up, my feet still in the stirrups. He pounded, I pounded back, feeling myself falling over the edge. I began to whimper more, whining, moaning, my breath coming in short gasps as we fucked. 

I felt myself begin to cum and it took everything I had not to cry out. I felt his cock expand inside me, and his thrusts slowed down, but stayed just as strong. He growled as he held onto my legs, thrusting inside me a couple more times. I came hard as he came. My internal muscles milking his orgasm. I couldn't think. I couldn't speak. I couldn't even open my eyes. I heard him begin to laugh, his breath still shallow. I opened my eyes and looked at him, he was still inside me, his hands still on my legs. I smiled at him and he leaned down to kiss my forehead. 

He pulled out of me, and we collected ourselves. I slipped the paper gown back on, because my clothes were in the bathroom of the room. He redressed. Nothing was said, but we were both smiling. Finally, when he was dressed he looked at me. "I believe you just became my favorite patient." 

I laughed. "And you're my favorite gynecologist." I said smiling...



A Trip to the Hair Salon



I walked into the hair salon late on a Monday night and was surprised and delighted to find a pretty, obviously pregnant, woman behind the till. I have always had a thing for pregnant women and the thought of having one cut my hair thrilled me. Looking up from her book she smiled and stood, her belly bulging out before her.

"I could use a trim." I told her, smiling inside at my double entendra.

"That is what got me in this condition in the first place." she laughed.

I laughed along with her, thinking, wow she got me, as she asked if I wanted a wash first. I nodded my approval. I wanted as much time as possible with this beauty. She led me to the sink and sat me down, lowering my head to rest my neck on the sink. She ran the water and I felt her hands combing it through my hair. She lathered up and chatted lightly while I was in full appreciation of her swaying breasts in front of my eyes, moving and shifting with her vigorous washing. 

Too quickly finished for my liking she then led me to her chair asking what I wanted in a cut. I thought for a moment, debating with myself. I really needed a cut but was thinking that if I barely got a haircut then I may be able to enjoy her again before she took her leave. 

"Just a little trim." I told her as I sat down.

She moved in behind me and began brushing my hair back; I felt the back of my head graze her breasts with each stroke and allowed myself the pleasure of feeling her against me. She then took her scissors and comb and began trimming the side of my head, her stomach pressed against my arm as she moved and shifted.

I could feel the heat of her body when she leaned into me and was excited, glad for the covering of the bib that covered the growing bulge in my jeans.

She moved around the chair and again I felt her belly and breasts brushing against me. I smiled and said to her, "Must be tough to get close enough to do your job, huh?"

She laughed and blushed slightly, then said "I hope you don't mind contact with a preggo, because my arms are too short to get far enough away."

I smiled at her and said "actually, I rather like it." Taking my arm out from under the covering I held my hand out towards her belly. "May I?" I asked. "I have never felt a pregnant stomach before."

She laughed, "Usually it is little old ladies asking to touch me, but ok, go deep." she said, not realizing what she had just invited me to do.

My mind raced, wondering if I really had the guts to do what I was dying to do. I placed the palm of my hand just under her breasts and stroked in a circular motion, then looking her directly in the eye I placed the back of my hand against her maternity dress and let it drift down. I felt her protruding belly button under my fingers as they drifted south.

My mouth dry I continued the stroke, past her belly until my fingers could feel the heat of her pussy. I paused and pressed. She lifted an eyebrow and said "If you continue like that you will probably get the worst haircut of your life."

I swallowed hard and rubbed my knuckles against her. Looking up I answered "that is a chance I am willing to take." and let my hand drop to the hemline of her dress.

My fingers first grasped her dress, and then slowly went to the inside of her leg; she was cool against my hot hand as I pressed my palm into her skin and slowly started to draw it up. She shivered at the contact, not drawing away.

My hand worked its way up her sensitive inner thigh. Lightly caressing until my forefinger was against her panties. I rubbed the fabric into her pussy while my thumb sought out the button of her clit.

Her hand went to my shoulder as she leaned into my hand. My fingers pushed her panties aside and felt the smoothness of naked skin. My finger parted her lips and I felt her shudder.

"Wait" she said, taking my wrist in her hand and removing it from her pussy.

Disappointed, I let her remove my hand but was instantly mollified when she walked away and put the closed sign on the door, locked it, and closed the blinds. Walking back to me she blushed and said "I really need this. My husband hasn't touched me since I began to show and you are making me feel so desirable."

"Oh fuck" I said. "You have no idea how beautiful you are."

She moved to stand in front of me; seated in her workplace chair, I leaned forward and put my hands on each of her knees. I lifted her dress to her hips and worked my thumbs under her panties, sliding them down her legs until she was able to step out of them.

I directed her with my hands to the side of the chair until I was able to get one hand between her legs again. She sighed when my hand went directly up to her moistening pussy, spreading her legs to allow me better access.

My hand massaged her, thumb on her clit and fingers parting her lips I moistened myself with her juices.

"I am going to fuck you with my fingers." I told her, my work hardened hand spreading her lips. I slipped my middle finger inside her and felt her clutch my shoulder. "I am going to fuck you with my fingers and then fuck you with my cock."

"Oh God, yes" was all she could whisper.

I eased first my middle finger inside her, then my ring finger. She gasped as I got my two fingers past my second knuckle. She turned slightly, to be more directly connected to my hand.

My forefinger and pinkie finger gripped her pussy lips. I felt her flow, drenching my hand and moistening her thighs allowing my hand even more freedom.

I curled my fingers inside her, not removing them but moving inside her. She moaned and leaned against me, her belly pressing against the arm of her chair as she pressed her breasts into my face.

I could feel her juices flowing against my hand and was excited by her need. Taking my hand from her drenched pussy I watched her watch me as I lifted it to my mouth and tasted her.

"Holy fuck you are sweet." I informed her as I licked her juices from my fingers before moving back to her steaming cunt and parting her lips again driving my fingers back inside her.

She moaned against the rudeness of my hand, I wanted to see her cum on my fingers and drove them into her again and again.

I stood her back up with my other hand. She was shuddering against my fingers. I began sliding them out of her steaming pussy before sliding them back in and curling them inside her honey pot.

Reaching my other hand up I began unbuttoning her dress. "Fuck that." I heard her gasp as her hand reached up and pulled her dress down, popping all her buttons off. She then reached both her hands up and pulled her bra down. "Suck them." she demanded. 

My hand cupped one full ripe tit and my mouth went to her nipple. I sucked. Her excitement made me even harder. My boxers were a mess by now, as I drooled pre cum from the tip of my cock.

I tasted her milk and it made me even harder. Suddenly, she stiffened against my fingers. I could feel her orgasm begin to swell against my hand as she bucked and shifted, grinding herself onto the heel of my hand while my thumb mashed her clit.

Nearly completely spent she leaned against me with her legs quivering. My left hand lifted her head, her hair in my fist I kissed her deeply. "We aren't done yet." I informed her while her eyes were rolled back in her head.

She finally managed to focus on me and I said. "I am going to fuck you now."

Again, "Yes" was all she managed to whisper

I led her to the couch for waiting customers and laid her on her side. She was so dishevelled it turned me on all the more, top ripped, buttons missing... my raging hardness pressed against my denim. God, I was so turned on.

I pushed her dress up above her hips and undid my jeans. Taking my cock in my hand I presented it to her face. 'This is what you did to me." I informed her as I wiped my cock across her lips, the drop of pre cum making her lips glisten.

"More." she gasped. "You tasted me, now I want to taste you."

Not a problem, I thought as I pressed the head of my cock against her lips. Her hand grasped the base of my cock as she inhaled me.

I felt the head of my cock glide past her lips. Christ, her mouth was so hot against my flesh. My hand went to the back of her head as I looked at her lying on her side, my left hand going to her breast and kneading.

"Fuck." I gasped when her hand took my balls and she drew the entire length of my shaft into her mouth. She was greedy, and took my head into the back of her throat and began swallowing repeatedly. My hand on the back of her head held her there as I closed my eyes for a moment and enjoyed her heat.

I was throbbing against the back of her throat but really needed to fuck her so I grasped her hair in my fist and began to draw her head back. She didn't stop sucking as I slowly drew out making the head of my cock swell while her hand kneaded my balls.

Finally, with an audible pop, the head of my cock exited her mouth. She looked up at me and smiled. "You taste like you want to fuck Me." she said. 

"Hell yeah I do." I told her. "But first I want to taste you as deeply as you tasted Me." and knelt to the floor at the foot of the couch. She turned slightly on her back as I lifted her leg and sank my face into her pussy.

She was puffy against my face, her lips swollen and swelling more when I suddenly sucked them into my mouth. She moaned loudly when I moved my fingers back inside her pussy and began sucking on her clit.

I isolated her button and began twirling my tongue around it inside my lips while my fingers drove inside her. She bucked her hips and moved one hand to the back of my head, pressing me harder against her wetness.

With one hand inside her pussy and the other on her pregnant stomach I felt her orgasm fill my mouth. She tasted like desire and I drank her in as her fist gripped my hair, fucking my face with a need so intense it made me throb.

As her orgasm slowed I stood above her and took my cock in my hand. She looked up, her eyes filmy and dreamy.

"I am going to fuck you now." I told her and she was helpless.

"Yes." she pleaded. "I need you to fill me" she informed me as I lifted her leg and pulled her back on her side.

I straddled her leg and lifted the other, her pregnant belly laying on the couch and her tits conceding to gravity. I hooked her knee in my elbow and moved my cock towards her pussy.

She reached for my cock, taking me and guiding me to her cunt. "I need this." she gasped as the head of my cock pressed against her.

I am not a large guy, an average 6 inches, but I felt huge as I pressed inside her and heard her gasp her desire.

I filled her pussy, feeling my balls slide easily against her slickslippery thigh. "Oh fuck." she cried as I filled her, sliding easily into her wetness.

I needed this as much as she did. It was hot and dirty and totally thrilling. I reached and took her nipple between my finger and thumb, pinching slightly as I cupped her full, ripe breast. She moaned again as I began to pump my cock inside her.

"Fuck yeah." she cried as I watched milk begin to trickle from her nipple. I pumped harder, slapping my balls against her, but it wasn't enough, and her hand came back to grasped my ass, pulling me harder and harder into her.

I watched as a drop of sweat dripped off my nose to fall on her face. She took her hand and wiped it off; lifting her finger to her mouth she licked it clean.

Oh it was a wonderful sight. She with her dress hiked above her hips and pulled down under her tits. I with my pants off and shirt wet with my sweat and my cock invading her pregnant pussy, driving hard with our mutual desire.

I stood tall, holding her leg against my chest I watched her reach her hand down between us, sliding her fingers between my cock and her hungry pussy. She was looking down too, but her belly obstructed the view to our connection. I felt her fingers surround my cock as they massaged her clit.

I felt her fingers surround me as I slid easily between them, parted to let me feel as she rubbed her clit vigorously. My left hand rose and came down to roughly slap her ass and she gasped, flinching against my cock. I drove harder.

"Yes." she gasped. "Again." and my hand came down once more.

I watched as the red mark of my handprint began to blossom on her ass cheek. She cried out and began to cum again, against my cock this time and I felt her contractions gripping me.

"Oh fuck" I grunted as sweat dripped freely onto her. "You are going to make me cum."

"Do it." she cried as her own orgasm took her in waves.

My cock was so hard inside her I couldn't help myself. I wanted it to last longer but she was so fucking hot and messy under me. I think my orgasm started at the base of my skull, I felt a shiver begin just over my shoulders and work its way down. By the time it hit my groin it was all I could do to hang on.

I felt my cock swell inside her pussy and she screamed her need as I began to explode. She came again against my cock as I spent my load in her, her contractions milking my cock, drawing cum from me.

I gripped her leg against my chest, holding still as her orgasm drained me. I looked down at her before slowly slipping out of her and falling to my knees. Exhausted, I kissed my way up her body, planting my lips on her thighs first before working my way up. My hands grasped her dress and pulled it all the way down her belly and continued kissing my way up.

I paused at her stomach and planted kisses all around it before I moved to her breasts. I wanted another taste of her. I took both of her breasts in my hands and pressed them together. My mouth went from one nipple to the other and sucked until milk flowed from both. I looked up with my eyes to see her watching me as I licked her clean. Her nipples were rock hard under my lips and tongue.

"You taste so sweet.' I told her, "Both upstairs and down." I smiled as her hands took my head and brought me to her mouth. We kissed for minutes with my hands stroking her heated skin.

Breaking the kiss she hugged me to her and said "You didn't get much of a haircut."

I laughed and said "but I got one hell of a trim." before I kissed her once again. "Can I have an appointment for next week?" I asked hopefully.

"Uh huh" she murmured. "But next time I want to do you more."

I thickened. 



A Trip To The Hairdresser



By the time I realised that the alarm going off beside me wasn't in my dream, it was already 8.15am. Oh no, late to work on a Monday again. I jumped out of bed and thumped the alarm into submission in one move and was on the way to the bathroom for the morning shower. 

When I opened the door to the bathroom, I was faced with something that was scary enough to make any Hollywood scare film, A mirror. It had been a long weekend of fishing and partying and my hair looked like it had been used to hold the party. This brought a smile to my face. Time to go to the hairdresser. The reason I liked going to the hairdresser was the sexy blonde that worked there. We have often casually flirted and once shared a kiss in the wee hours of the morning at the local nightclub. We were both pretty pissed and I was unsure if she even remembered it.

I was still smiling as I stripped myself of my clothes and stepped into the shower. I heard the usual clang of pipes as I turned on the taps. It seems my shower doesn't like being woken up either. As I stood to one side to allow the water to heat up, my mind went back to that night at the nightclub. Brydee, the hairdresser had approached me early in the night and said how good I looked. I returned the compliment and she drifted back off with her friends into the crowd. As she walked away her ass wiggled in such a way that every guy within 5 metres was looking at it. She had to be doing that on purpose. Brydee has one of those asses that should be in an ad for Levi's. I couldn't help but wonder how it would look without the confining denim tucked so delicately around it. 

Later in the night, after I had consumed enough beer to give me confidence on the dance floor, Brydee came up to me again and started dancing behind me and rubbing her nice soft tits all over my back. Damn that felt good. We stayed that way and danced for the rest of the song, and then I turned around so I could get a better look at her sexy body. She was wearing a tight blue pair of Denim jeans with a white top that said honey right across her tits. I didn't doubt that they would taste sweet but I guess it pays to advertise. 

"Hey sexy, who cuts your hair" Brydee asked. 

"A sexy blond at Jodi's Hair Art" I replied. 

"Damn, she does a good job." She smirked, "I hope you pay her well."

"What do you mean?" I shot back at her. 

"Well for a job like that she should at least get a kiss of appreciation." She smiled as she delivered this last statement and a sparkle came to her eye.

I stood there, just looking into her eyes. When I hadn't spoken for some time she started to blush and apologise for being so up front. I leaned in towards her as if to say something in her ear but instead started lightly kissing around her ear and slowly working my way down to her mouth. By the time I got to kiss her lips our arms were wrapped tightly around each other. We kissed softly at first enjoying the moment as our tongues slowly started their dance routine. I rubbed my hands up her side from her hips to underneath her arms. The inside of my hand grazed the soft flesh on the side of her tits on the way. I felt my dick grow with the excitement of finally being able to touch this woman I had so longed for. I had been infatuated with her since the very first time she cut my hair, almost two years ago.

I broke off the kiss and said "Thankyou."

"For the haircut or the kiss?" She replied.

"Both" was all I could stutter before engaging in another kiss.

We kept on like this for what felt like 10 minutes but must have been closer to an hour, until we heard the call for last drinks. We shared one last kiss and went our separate ways. I didn't want to ruin my chances with this girl of my dreams. 

........The water was so hot that it took my breath away as I stepped under the shower. I guess I hadn't been concentrating as I let it warm up. I looked down and saw my dick standing fully erect. The thought of that woman turned me on immensely. It gave me the tingles in my stomach just thinking about her. I have had many a solo session thinking about that night with Brydee and what could have come.

After I had finished washing myself and having spent too much time concentrating on nether regions I again realised that I was late for work and should get going. I quickly dried myself and threw on some clothes and headed off to work. The trip to work was quiet, I guess everyone else would nearly be at work as it was five to nine. 

I arrived at work only ten minutes late and got straight into the pile of work that towered over my desk. It must have been 11am by the time I peeled my head out of the paperwork and remembered that I needed to make a hair appointment. I cleared my throat and I felt the pangs in my stomach rise as I looked through the telex for the phone number. I found the number and started to dial feeling ever more nervous as I hadn't spoken to Brydee since the night we kissed.

......The phone answered on the third ring to a bright and chirpy "Good morning Jodi's Hair Art this is Jodi." 

"Hi, it's Mike here" I struggled to speak, "I'd like to make an appointment with Brydee."

After a second's pause the voice replied, "Could you just hold on for one minute?"

The phone was placed on something hard with a clunk and I heard some incomprehensible babble in the background. There were steps growing louder.

"Brydee is on holiday's, it will have to be one of the other girls." Came the voice.

Great, I had blown it, she obviously didn't want to see me. She must have remembered and is blowing me off.

"Sure, came my disheartened reply." Would this afternoon be alright?"

"The only appointment we have this afternoon is at 6pm." Jodi said.

"That'll be fine, I'll see you then." I moaned as I hung up the phone.

What a way to put a dampener on your day. My dream woman didn't want to speak to me. I spent the rest of the day wandering around work with my bottom lip dragging along the ground like a 6-year-old boy who had lost his best toy. 

I left work a little early, as I wanted to duck home and get changed before my appointment. Still feeling a little down, I threw on my favourite jeans and shirt and headed off to my appointment.

Jodi's Hair Art is only five minutes from my house; it is in a little shop on the main road next door to a busy take away outlet. I pondered what I would have for dinner as I drove passed the shop looking for a car park. I found a park not too far from the hairdresser, locked the car and headed for the salon.

As I entered the hairdresser, I was greeted with a big smile from the girl I had been talking to earlier on the phone. "Hi Mike." Jodi said, "take a seat it shouldn't be too long."

I looked around the salon, it was very similar to any other hairdresser's I had ever been in, bright colours broken by a fair distribution of mirrors. There was only one other person in the shop, a middle-aged woman who had obviously just had her hair coloured and was having it blow-dried. I glanced at her and offered her a smile, she smiled back and I turned my attention to one of the magazines on the stand. It was some stylist magazine, I wasn't really interested, I just wanted to look up and see Brydee going about her business, chatting away happily. It didn't happen. I kept looking up, only to be disappointed every time. 

I was just getting in to the latest styles for women with long hair when I heard Jodi finishing up with the middle aged lady in her chair. I put the magazine down as the lady thanked Jodi, paid her for the job and headed for the door. It brought half a smile to my face, thinking of how I paid for the last haircut. What a night.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, please come up. Just the usual for you?"

"Yes please." I replied as I stood and was shown to the basin where I had my head washed every time I came. It just feels so good having a professional wash your hair, especially if a goddess like Brydee was doing it for you. I wasn't going to be that lucky today, I would have to settle for Jodi.

Jodi was an attractive lady herself, she was in her early thirties, brunette, and petite and had her fair share of breast. She was wearing a flimsy white top and a pair of tight black pants. As I looked at Jodi again, I realised that she wasn't wearing a bra and I could vaguely see her nipples through her top.

I sat in my chair at the basin as Jodi began to wet my hair in preparation for the shampoo. She moved around me and I felt my dick grow hard as she brushed her tits against me as she was reaching for the shampoo. She had to be doing that on purpose. I was sure she had noticed the bulge in my pants as she inquired, "Comfy." I just grunted my approval and started concentrating on the massage she was giving my head.

In a short time I was lying back with my eyes closed, feeling quite relaxed and enjoying every minute of my head massage. I felt Jodi take her hands from my head for a moment and I heard a little scuffle behind me. It sounded like she was preparing to rinse my hair. After about five seconds I felt her hands on my head again, running her fingers all through my hair and rubbing all the right places. 

This went on for another then minutes or so before I again heard the scuffle behind me, followed by the familiar sound of the water running and the warmth on my head as she began to rinse my hair. I was in Heaven. After the rinse, Jodi patted my hair dry and began using the blow dryer to complete the job.

"OK, over to the cutting chair now." Came the voice.

"Pick any chair you like, you are my last appointment." She said.

I peeled myself of the chair I had been in for the last twenty minutes or so and walked over to the chair that Brydee normally used to cut my hair. As I was sitting down, I caught a glimpse in the mirror of Jodi bending over directly behind me as if picking something up. I stared at her ass for what seemed like minutes. I hadn't noticed her ass look so hot before. My eyes were still fixed on her as she stood, bending upward from the hip. As she was almost standing straight, I realised that the woman who had been bending behind me had blonde hair. I was glad to be sitting down as the woman turned with a huge smile and said, "Hey Sweety."

"You didn't think I'd miss the payment for cutting your hair did you." She followed.

It was Brydee standing there larger than life in almost the exact same clothes as Jodi Had been wearing. They must have switched while I was having my head massaged.

"How the, what the, when." I started before I was cut off.

"Sorry I'm late, I had to duck home and freshen up for my last appointment. Jodi knew I had been waiting for you to call, and when you rung this morning I asked for you to be booked in last."

I struggled to keep the smile off my face while saying. "I thought you must have been trying to avoid me when I rung."

"Quite the opposite." She replied.

"Where has Jodi gone?" I questioned.

"She finished up half way through your wash and headed out the back door. Just the usual for you today?"

"Whatever you like." Came my reply.

Brydee began cutting my hair and we kept up the small talk as she did. I felt so relieved that she hadn't been brushing me off. I couldn't stop moving my head to try and get a better look at the sexy lady cutting my hair. I guess she didn't like me moving my head because she turned me to face the bare wall without a mirror. I was a little disappointed with this because I wanted to see if Brydee wasn't wearing a bra like Jodi had been. 

I heard Brydee say that she was almost done and placed the scissors on the bench. After a short silence Brydee turned me around to face the mirror as she asked,

"Do you like what I have done?"

My disappointment had quickly turned to excitement as I looked in the mirror and saw that Brydee had removed the flimsy white top that I had been trying to peek through to reveal the most gorgeous set of tits I had ever laid eyes on. They were not the biggest pair I had ever seen but they were certainly more than a handful and sat up on her chest very proudly, unaffected by the gravity that had been pushing them down for the last 25 years or at least since puberty.

"Ummm, yeh" was all I could manage to force out of my mouth as Brydee walked around in front of me so I could get a better look.

"Now it's time for my payment," she said with a grin.

I stepped up out of my chair and ripped off the plastic coat that had been stopping the hair from falling on my clothes. I reached forward and wrapped my arms around her waist and lifted her on to the bench in front of the mirror. She started to talk again saying that she thought I wasn't going to ring her when I stopped her by covering her mouth with mine. She didn't try to push me away and began to kiss me hungrily. I felt the pangs in my stomach grow to a point that was almost unbearable. As we kissed my hands started rubbing her all over. It felt so good to be able to feel her exposed skin. 

Brydee took her hands from my face and began to loosen my tie with one hand while pulling me even closer with the other. She had to be able to feel how excited I was now by the bulge in my pants. I was pressed firmly against her crotch. I don't know if it was my imagination but I felt a warmth between her legs. Brydee had moved on to my shirt now and was tugging at it to try and remove it from my pants. I helped her out and ripped off my shirt and threw it on the ground with my discarded hair.

Her kiss was just as I had remembered, soft enough to be nice yet firm enough to let me know that she wanted more. We still hadn't come up for air as we both begun to take off each other's pants. She was working on my belt while I was toying with the two buttons that was keeping me from her pussy. I desperately wanted this woman as she gently lifted her hips enough for me to pull violently at her pants. My god, there it was right in front of me. A freshly shaven pussy with a small tuft of rich, black hair, just above her slit. I finished removing her pants and stepped out of my own before diving between her legs like a starving man to a meal. She leaned back against the mirror and let out a small moan as my tongue touched her smooth lips. 

I licked slowly and deliberately, my tongue strokes teasing her by staying clear of her clit. I licked the lips of her pussy over and over before I used two fingers to spread them. Brydee's clit was showing it's head like a dog hungry for a pat. I gave up on teasing her and with one long, slow lick, I licked from the bottom of her hole right up and over her clit. Damn she tasted sweet. She had obviously been home for a shower while she was 'freshening up'. I moved in circles now and concentrated on her clit. Her hips were pushed into my face harder with every circle. Brydee's moans were growing louder and louder, so I slowed a little, as I didn't want her to come just yet. I moved down slowly and began probing gently at her hole. She obviously approved of what I was doing because there was moisture all over her pussy and the inside of her legs. Man she was wet. 

With that, Brydee moved her hips forward to the edge of the bench to allow me better access to her. She opened her legs wider than before as if offering herself to me. I couldn't get enough of her pussy, I began to fuck her with my tongue, all the while dreaming of doing it with my now rock hard dick. 

Brydee was moaning as I kept probing my tongue inside her while gently rubbing her clit with two fingers. Round and round nice and slowly. Brydee begged me to come up to her. I obliged and I moved up to her mouth and was attacked by her mouth and tongue, kissing me as if there were no tomorrow. She broke the kiss and started licking her own juices off my face. I was groping at her tits, I found the nipple and focused my attention there, her nipples were hard enough to hand a hat on, poking out, pleading for some attention. I rolled my fingers over each nipple before moving down to take her right tit in my mouth. I played with it as I had played with her pussy. My left hand alternated between her soft pussy and her left breast.

I was getting to hot, I had to be inside her and soon. I lifted my head from her breast to be met by her wanting mouth again. I wrapped my arms around her as I gently placed my cock at the entrance to her pussy. She lifted her feet and placed them on my ass, pulling me inside of her. I almost came with just the feeling of her warm tight pussy. She was so wet that my rod slid inside her with the greatest of ease. We both let out a moan as my full length made it inside, Brydee began rocking and she was clenching my ass pulling me in harder. I pulled my head back and looked her in the eye. She had gorgeous blue eyes. She gave me a grin before closing her eyes and reaching in to kiss me. 

My hands searched her body, concentrating when they found her breasts. I kept rubbing her breasts with one hand while the other ventured further south. I massaged her clit with a circular motion she began to moan even louder. I increased my speed and began to hump her even harder. Our hips made a slight slapping noise as they met. Brydee reached her hand behind my head and pulled me into her as she let out a loud moan. I could tell she was past the point of no return so I concentrated on pleasing her. My hand moved faster on her clit while my dick rammed in to her like a jackhammer. Her grip on my head tightened as I felt the muscles in her pussy contract. Brydee was moaning, calling out, "ooohhh don't stop, please don't stop know ooohhh." I kept going as Brydee grew louder and louder before releasing her grip on my head. She looked up at me and said "Thankyou". 

"Thankyou" I replied with a smile from ear to ear.

"You have nothing to thank me for yet," she purred as she pushed me back down in the chair. 

Brydee kneeled between my legs and began licking the top of my thighs. Running her tongue over my balls and teasing me like I had done to her earlier. After what felt like an eternity, she slowly kissed her way up over my balls to the tip of my dick. She looked up at me with a quick smile before parting her lips and taking me in her mouth. She went slowly, savouring the moment. She seemed to enjoy what she was doing, as did I. She took her mouth off me for a moment and started licking the length of my dick. God she was good at this. Again she took me in her mouth. This time with a lot more vigour. She began pumping up and down with fast movements, all the she had her hand around the base of my cock, milking it. I was heaven. Was this the girl I had been dreaming of for the last two years? 

Brydee must have felt that I was nearing orgasm as she slowed down and looked up at me. She took me out of her mouth and stood up. She turned and faced the mirror with her hands on the bench in front of her.

"I want to feel you come inside me." Brydee urged as she bent over right in front of me. The ass that I had longed for in those denim jeans was less that a metre from my face. This time without the restricting denim, hiding it from me. I stood from my chair and looked at the sight in the mirror. Brydee bent over, breasts hanging freely, and I could just see the little tuft of hair on her pussy. I positioned myself behind her and rubbed her back. She grabbed hold of my dick and placed it at her entrance. That was all the invitation I needed. I eased myself inside of her and didn't stop till I was parting her ass cheeks with my hips. I began to thrust it inside of her, reaching forward to play with her tits. I reached around under her body and started playing with her clit as she grabbed my balls and gave them a little squeeze as I was pumping. 

Looking in the mirror watching her tits bounce with every thrust was a sight to behold. The looks on her face were of pure pleasure, as was mine. I diverted my attention back down to the sexy ass right in front of me and watched as my cock kept going in and out of her pussy. That was enough for me I was pumping now with everything that I had. I could feel it coming, it started in my toes, working its way up my legs before taking over my body. Brydee was still holding my balls and was starting to moan with pleasure again. Another couple of thrusts and it was upon me, I felt my cock pumping cum deep inside her. She let out one mighty moan when she felt the spasms, which tipped her over the edge again. She started gasping, "oh yeh, cum inside me. You feel so good." 




A Trip To The Hairdresser



I felt her whole body tense just as I was coming down off my massive high. I just laid there for a minute, taking in what had just occurred. As things grew quiet, I could hear some muffled moans from somewhere behind me. Just then, the curtain to the back room flew open and there was Jodi. She had a blue vibrator in her pussy and was feverishly rubbing her clit. Seconds after the curtain flew open, Jodi turned on the vibrator that was stuffed in her pussy and in no time was moaning loud enough to wake the dead. 

Brydee and I just stood there watching this sexy thing come all over her hands. It was so sexy to think that she had been there watching the whole time.

"So you decided not to go home!" Brydee toyed.

"Umm yeh" Jodi gasped, still struggling for air.

"Well, we're heading home now for a second round" Brydee said grabbing me by the dick.

With that, we both got dressed and washed our faces with water.

"I'll see you in the morning, Late." Brydee said as she headed for the front door.

I looked back at Jodi, who was still lying there with her legs wide open, slowly playing with her pussy.

"Thanks for the show" I said with a grin.

"Anytime" Jodi moaned back at me.

With that we left her, still playing with herself in the back room. As I was walking out, I looked at my new haircut. Nice Job, I thought, and rushed off in our separate cars for Brydee's apartment.

I think Brydee made it to work at about lunchtime the following day. I had to wonder if Jodi would still be in the back room. :) :) :) 

Skoob78th May 2003



A Trip to the Hospital



Disclaimer: All characters and events are fictional, and any similarity to real people and events is purely coincidental. This is a work of erotic fiction intended to be read by people over 18 years of age (or 21 in some areas) where reading erotic fiction is legal. Story and all characters © Kardas Fox.

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Harsh white light and the steady beep of an EKG greeted Spencer as he awoke. The tall fox's eyes fluttered open, everything was white and fuzzy until his eyes adjusted to the lights...and then everything was white and fuzzy. He took a look at his surroundings; white sheets, white walls, white ceiling, white everything. He was wearing a pale green gown of some thin yet incredibly itchy fabric.

With some difficulty, he untied the back of the gown and removed it, tossing it in the floor. As one sleeve came off, he felt a sudden sting in his right arm and looked down. A dislodged IV tube...from the smell, Spencer guessed he had been put into the comforting embrace of Morpheus. Muttering curses under his breath, he replaced the tube. Now clad in only boxer shorts, he adjusted the sterile white sheet on top of him in case someone walked in. Fatigue came out of nowhere and hit hard, he slipped back into unconsciousness without a fight.

The fox awoke a few hours later, again feeling blinded by the light. As he squinted and looked around the room, he noticed his hat on a table by the window. Without thinking, he tried to get up, only to groan out in pain and fall back on the bed as the lower half of his left leg erupted in agony.

"Good, you're awake," came a soft voice from the other side of the room. The nurse, a gorgeous white mouse, made her way over to the table, her long blonde headfur swaying with every step. She picked up the hat, then approached the bed and put it on Spencer's head. "That's what you wanted, right? You're always wearing that thing..."

"Yeah, thanks..." he said, still a bit woozy, "What happened to me? Why am I here?"

"A truck backed over you in a parking lot," the mouse explained, "Shattered tibia, minor internal bruising, fractured ass..."

"Is the driver at least going to pay my medical bills?" Spencer muttered.

"Yes, but his insurance is going to cover most of it," she replied with a smirk, "It was your truck."

"I remember now...the brakes were acting up this morning so I was going to have them checked out," he said, "I guess they finally gave way after I got out..."

"This morning?" she squeaked, "It was two days ago, you've been out for a while."

"Two days? Shit..." he said, "Is there something you can do about these lights? They're giving me a headache..." She smiled and nodded, then turned out the lights for him. The harsh white glare was gone, and only the gentle silver glow of moonlight lit the room. "Thanks, you're a nice lady..."

She looked at him strangely, then came a lot closer and looked him right in the eye. "You don't remember me, do you?" she squeaked, "I guess I can't really blame you, we only went to school together for a year..."

Spencer looked her over a bit more closely, then his eyes widened. "Beth? Beth Reyton?"

"That's right!" she said with a bright smile, "I knew I left an impression on you!" She sat on the edge of the bed, her perfect rump perched on the rail in an impressive balancing act. Her slender form beckoned, and Spencer's eyes had a hard time staying on her face. "So what were you doing on this side of town? I thought there was a brake place closer to your place?"

"I just moved a couple of weeks ago, haven't gotten to know the new neighbors yet," he explained, "I never saw you again after you graduated, I thought you went out of state."

"I did for a while," she said, "I went to a medical school up north, but I came back here to work. It's nice seeing other places, but I think I'll always have an attachment to the town I grew up in. What have you been doing since school? Last time I saw you, you were a horny freshman."

"It's hard not to be around you," he said with a smirk, "I've been working retail here and there, writing on the side. It's the sort of slump I don't mind settling into, I'm not really the ambitious college type."

"I don't think you're going to impress a lot of women like that," she giggled, "Being a cashier just isn't the same kind of floozy magnet as owning a solid gold ferrari."

"I don't do it to impress people, I do it because it makes me happy," he said, "Isn't that why you got into nursing?"

"Of course," she said, "And getting to see people naked is a nice bonus." She noticed something in the corner of her eye and turned to look, her baby blues widening. "Well, I see someone else remembers me too!"

Spencer looked down and gasped, he hadn't even felt himself getting stiff but he'd made a tepee with the sheet. "I'm sorry, I didn't even realize..."

"Oh don't apologize foxy, I take it as a compliment," she said with a smirk, "You poor thing...so pumped full of chemicals you don't even know how long you've been asleep, and now you're all hard and needy because hottie nurse is teasing you?" She whipped the sheet back and pulled his boxers down until they were just above the cast on his lower left leg.

"Wait...what are you..." he started.

"My job is to make you feel better," she said, "Just relax and go with it. Besides, have you forgotten how things worked in high school? I own you, and I want to play with my fox."

She lowered her head and licked a bead of tangy precum from the tip of his cock. She watched him shiver in response, then took his foxhood into her mouth and started to suck.

Spencer watched her bob her head on his member, her golden hair bouncing softly with her motions. Beth used her thumb and index finger to massage the base of his shaft as her tongue explored the thick pink organ. He was moaning and writhing, under her complete control.

She suddenly stopped and pulled away from his prize, leaving it covered in saliva. She hiked her skirt up, exposing a scandalous black thong which was quickly removed. She climbed into the bed with him and positioned herself over the head of his throbbing dick, her pink lips moist and puffy with need. She caressed the tip of his foxhood with her outer folds, just watching him squirm to her teasing before she finally sat down on his lap, taking his full length in one go.

"Damn...you're as tight as ever!" he moaned, rocking his hips a little under her.

"Don't move," she said, "You're hurt, just lay back and let me do all the work." Beth's paws rested on his chest as she slid herself up his shaft until only the head remained inside, then sat on it again. The lewd sound of their wet sexes getting acquainted filled the room.

Spencer's eyes shifted from Beth's blue orbs, to her bouncing breasts, to the splayed pink lips wrapped around his dick. He placed his paws on her slender hips, feeling her soft silky fur and the movement of muscle underneath as she rode him hard.

Her pussy drooled all over his thick piece as she bounced in his lap, her sweet nectar easily coating his foxhood and pooling on his sac. His head lolled to the side and he started to pant, but she only rode him faster, her lips curled in a dominant smirk.

"You look so cute when you're getting fucked," she said playfully, "I'll be seeing a lot of that expression after you recover...when I make you my bitch all over again."

"I'm not as easy as I used to be," he warned in between moans, "You'll have to work for it this time!"

"I wouldn't have it any other way," she murred. With that, she squeezed harder on his shaft and sped up.

Spencer tensed up, his shaft pulsing inside her and his balls drawing close. He tried to lift her hips off of him, but she continued to ride. "Beth...I'm gonna..."

"I know," she said, "It's okay Foxy, let it out. My heat is nowhere close, I'm safe."

It wasn't much longer until he cried out in bliss, and when she felt the first spurt of warmth into her depths she sat all the way down on him and let him squirt her full. She kept her tunnel clenched tightly around him, feeling every spurt of thick fox juice. She reached down and rubbed her clit energetically, soon panting herself before she squeaked cutely and added to the wet mess in his fur with a gush of fragrant mousette nectar.

After allowing Spencer a few seconds of rest, Beth bulled off of his softening shaft. A mixture of their fluids dribbled out of her muff, she quickly repositioned herself over his face. Without a word, he started licking her folds, cleaning the cummy mess from her well-used pink.

She smacked his hat off and grabbed a fistfull of his brown headfur, then started to hump his face. His tongue darted inside her, collecting more of the mess he left inside her before he moved on to her clit. He pressed his tongue against her stiff little nub firmly and worked it back and forth then up and down.

Beth shuddered and ground her cunny into his muzzle harder, she felt herself getting close again already. "You've gotten better at this, nnn..." she moaned. He didn't respond, he just kept torturing her stiff clitty. She began to tense up, and just before that blissful moment, his tongue withdrew and he flicked her nub with a fingertip. "Aagh you bastard!" she squeaked in a mixture of pleasure and pain, it was the last little push she needed to cum, but it hurt like a motherfucker.

Spencer caressed her abused clit with his tongue, soothing it with his warm and making her body twitch from the oversensitivity. He then moved on to lick up all of the excess juice she'd made. After resting a little, Beth crawled off of the bed and put her underwear back on. She straightened her skirt out, then grabbed some paper towels and cleaned up part of the mess on Spencer's groin before it all dried so his fur wouldn't be too matted. She pulled his boxers back up and replaced the sheet.

"I'll come back when my shift is over," she said with a warm smile, "When I do, I'll do something you've always wanted me to do, that one thing I never did for you in high school. Then tomorrow, after I take care of your morning wood I'll give you a sponge bath to get the rest of the juice out of your fur."

He watched her leave, part of him not believing anything that had just happened. If not for the aroma of sex in the air and the little strands of short white fur between his fingers, he would have thought it all a pleasant dream.

Later that night, Beth returned to find Spencer already asleep. She slipped into the bathroom with her duffel bag and quickly changed out of her uniform. She left her thong on, but removed her bra. The slim mouse slipped into a t shirt and jeans. She didn't like sleeping in pants, but she'd get in a lot less trouble that way if she got caught.

She crawled into bed with him as easily as possible, staying above the sheet. He mmphed and looked at her with bleary eyes, she kissed his nose. "Go back to sleep Foxy, it's just me," she said, "The night nurse isn't very attentive, so we shouldn't be disturbed as long as you don't hit the call button."

"What time is it?" he asked.

"Just past ten o'clock," she replied, "My shift just ended, and I think we could both use a cuddle."

She pressed in close, wrapping her arms around him gently and resting her head on his chest. He put an arm around her and craned his neck a little to kiss the top of her head. "Goodnight Beth....and thank you."

"Goodnight Spencer," she whispered back, giving him a soft nuzzle as the two of them drifted off. 



A Trip to the Islands Ch. 01



Chad Franklin was a shy person most of the time, keeping to himself, but wishing for more adventure in the ho-hum world that surrounded him. He always kept busy with his work, which wasn't too hard for an investment consultant.

The clients the company had were making money hand over fist. Chad always got his ten percent cut but the long hours had taken their toll. He decided for a little rest and relaxation and decided to take a trip to the Bahamas. Being single had its advantages he had saved up a nice little nest egg. A bit of relaxing in the warm sun and the cool blue water was just the thing he needed.

The flight on board the DC-10 from Virginia was uneventful, and maybe just a little boring, thank God for the booze. The flight attendant seemed friendly enough although he could not stop looking at her legs. He might have been a bit shy but he wasn't dead yet either. Even though the flight was not that long, Chad had a few too many adult beverages. Even the best have to go sometime so Chad made his way to the rear of the jet to the restroom, when someone caught his attention.

She was stunning in a plain sort of way. Her hair neatly brushed back behind her ears. A simple, yet elegant, blouse that hid what he suspected was an ample set of breasts. Neither of these wonderful assets caught Chad's attention. It was her eyes. She only gave a quick glance his way, but that was enough. Her eyes seemed to pierce right through his very soul. It seemed that he had been standing there for an hour, but in reality, it was just a few seconds. Chad continued on his way back, finally getting to the lavatory. He shut the door quickly.

His breathing labored; it seemed he couldn't focus on anything. It was those eyes; they wouldn't leave his thoughts. As he returned to his seat, he chanced a look towards her. To his disappointment, she was reading a nature magazine. Chad continued on his way back to his seat, trying to clear his thoughts. The plane landed, and he was still finding it hard to focus. All the way through the landing, baggage claim and trying to find a taxi he could not get those eyes out of his mind.

The room he reserved was one of the best. With all the overtime he had collected, it was nice to get the very best for a change. A spacious living area with a whirlpool, and a rather large bedroom, would definitely relax him. Chad began to unpack his suitcase; he was going to start enjoying life for a change. After getting his things put away, he decided on a quick swim. Maybe that would clear his mind. There were about forty people lounging out by the pool. Most of them were drinking something cold and colorful, with those little umbrellas in them.

As he dove into the clear blue water, a sense of relief began to wash over him. All the stress from the long hours, and late nights of work, were soon gone. He started to feel at peace. This was all about to change when he came up for air. He broke the surface of the water and there was the same exotic woman from the flight in, staring at him with those eyes. "Oh I'm sorry, my eyes were closed, and I didn't realize that someone was standing there." She flashed a little smile as bright as her eyes.

"It's really alright, it's not like you knocked me over or anything. Since we seem to have bumped into each other, maybe we should introduce ourselves'. I'm Susan Ross. If I'm not mistaken I think we were on the same flight," Chad stood there staring at her. He found it hard to get any words out. Her effect on him was intoxicating to say the least. "Do you have a name or you going to make me guess?"

"My name is um, Chad, Chad Franklin," he told her as air rushed back into his lungs.

"Are you sure? You seem to have had to think about it," she said with a little smile. Chad was a little embarrassed. She was smart and seemed to have a quick wit. "Well I guess I'm going to have to take your word for it, unless you have an ID somewhere in those swim trunks." Chad found it painful to look into her eyes. They were mystifying.

"Well now that the introductions are out of the way, what should we do now? I know I was getting ready to get out, and grab something tall and wet. Care to join me, Mr. Franklin?" They walked over to an open table and put the umbrella up. The waiter came over and took their order, a Salty Dog for her and a Corona for him.

"I'm sorry for not being able to talk back in the pool. Something about the chemical in the water seemed to have taken by breath away," he lied. "So what brings you to the island Susan?"

"Well, I thought I would get away for a while and enjoy myself a little. I work very hard for my friends company and I needed a break. I know that sounds so much like a tourist but at least it's true. May I ask what brings you to such a beautiful place? Are you here for business or maybe just some self pleasure?" she asked, letting the last part roll off her tongue.

"Well I guess like you, I've been putting in tons of overtime and thought I would treat myself to a little, how did you put that - self pleasure." They chatted for quite some time together. The more they drank, the more they relaxed. It didn't take long before the two of them began to feel at ease with each other. "Wow look at the time. It seems we've been out here for a while. Forgive me for keeping you out so long. I should be getting back upstairs for a bit," he said.

"Oh, what room are you in, if you don't mind me asking?" Chad didn't know where this was leading, but thought he'd play along for a while.

"I'm in room 1201," he said.

"Isn't that the top floor of the hotel? I believe it's the Kings suite, isn't it?" Susan asked.

"As far as what they call it, I wouldn't know, but that sounds as good a name as any," Chad said jokingly.

"What room are you are in, if you don't mind me asking also?" Chad asked.

"Well, it seems I didn't get as good as you, I'm in 712," she replied bashfully. "But, I wouldn't mind seeing what's on the top floor, if it's not an inconvenience?" Susan added quickly, trying not to appear intrigued.

"I think that I can arrange that," he said. "In the meantime, it would be an honor to escort you to dinner tonight. That is, if you don't already have plans."

"I think that would be a lovely idea, say 7 o'clock? I'll meet you up at your room if you don't mind. That way, I can see what a king's suite looks like."

"It's a deal. I'll see you in a few hours then." They shook hands politely and then Chad walked back inside to start getting ready. "This trip is starting to get better every minute," he said to himself, smiling, as he pushed the button for the elevator.

He busied himself with trying to decide what to wear, since this was a little new to him and all. He finally decided on a pair of tan slacks and a crisp white shirt. He figured at least it would be cool and maybe that was a good thing, because things might get a little hot tonight, he hoped. It was 6:45 and he was just finishing, when there was a knock at the door. Chad opened up the door to a vision of beauty.

Susan had on a knee-length flower printed dress that showed off her ample cleavage and fantastic legs, not to mention those eyes. He was still in shock with his mouth slightly open, when her voice started ringing in his ears. "Chad, did you hear what I said?" she asked politely.

"Oh I'm sorry what were you saying?" he said, trying to regain his composure.

"I asked if it was ok if I came in, I feel a little silly standing in the hall like this." He moved out of the doorway and watched her stroll into the room. It was as if she was floating and never once touched the floor.

"Well; it looks as if you do very well for yourself, the room is very beautiful. I think you will likely get a few more dates with a room like this." Susan said as she scanned the room.

"I just have to finish up and then we can be on our way," he said, and then returned to the bathroom. He stood there splashing water on his face, trying to regain a little bit of his self-control back. "Jesus Chad, it's not like you have never seen a women before." Then that little voice in his head answered back, 'yes, but not like that!' He finished dressing and took a deep breath then went in to join her.

"That's a very nice spa you have in there. I hope you don't mind I took the liberty of looking around a bit."

"No really that's fine, I hope you like it." "Did you get to see everything?"

"Well if we both play our cards right, I will," she said with a little smile.

They went to a little café down from the hotel with a wonderful view of the ocean and the setting sun. He noticed the way the men stared at her as she walked down the boardwalk. They all must have had the same thoughts, because all of them had that blank stare most men get when they see a beautiful woman. The Drinks came and they chatted while the waiter went to put the order in.

"Susan, I must say you look beautiful tonight. I feel very lucky to have bumped into you," he said.

"Well I had thought you didn't like it. You never mentioned it when I showed up at your door. It seemed everyone was staring at us as we came down," she said as her eyes locked with his as she sipped her drink.

"I'm sorry, it seems I have been a little behind the power curve since you came up to the room," he said with a little hesitation.

"Oh really, and here I thought you were a man who likes to be on top; of his game I mean." She was quick witted and seemed to enjoy teasing him. This was turning out to be a long night, and he was going to have to watch what he said from now on.

The dinner was just as good as the desk clerk said it would be. They enjoyed a bottle of wine while watching the nightlife start to come alive. "Well Chad, that was a very nice dinner and I know I have sort of picked on you most of the night but I hope you can forgive me," she said as she touched his hand.

"I will if we don't have to call it a night just yet. I was thinking maybe we could enjoy each other's company for a while longer." Susan leaned over the table. Her breast resting on her arms which Chad could not avoid as he glanced down quickly.

"Well now that I know I'm forgiven what would you like to do to me; I'm sorry, with me?" Susan asked seductively.

"If it's not too much trouble, would you like to go to a club or bar or something like that?" Chad was as nervous as a sixteen year old during prom night.

"Consider me yours for the night then." She still had that little grin on her face.

Chad helped her up from the table. After leaving the waiter a healthy tip for leaving them alone, they strolled up the boardwalk. As Chad held her hand in his, he felt a sudden surge of excitement flow through him as they looked for a nice place to stop. They came upon a little club, they could hear the steel drums ringing out inside, so they turned to enter the club. Chad went to get a few drinks while Susan went to find a quiet spot.

After getting the drink, he found her in a corner booth waiting for him. "You picked out such a good spot, I could just kiss you!" God, what was he doing saying things like that? She just smiled as he sat down and scooted over next to her. The music was just his style up beat and swing like.

Chad loved to dance. His mother had been an instructor when he was younger. When he was growing up, he lived in Hawaii for a while and learned how to swing his hips. He just kept it up, and now he could dance with the best of them. His job kept him from doing it as much as he'd like. He hoped Susan knew what she was doing when it came to dancing, it would be nice to show off and impress her. "Susan, I was thinking, would you like to dance?"

"Well I would, but I'm still waiting. It's been almost five minutes and you still owe me a kiss for getting the table," she said. Without even blinking, he leaned over and softly touched her lips. She slowly parted her lips and allowed his tongue to touch hers, as he gently touched her face, softly holding it in one hand. It lasted only a short time. As he pulled back, she opened her eyes and looked at him. "That was very good. You could make a girl weak in the knees with kisses like those." If given the chance, he was going to do just that.

They got up and went to the dance floor. Chad took her hand in his and asked, "Are you up for this?" She just smiled and those eyes were sparkling bright. He started to spin her around, doing little swing moves. Susan just kept up, and followed his lead. 'This girl can dance,' he thought to himself. The music ended and as the band took a break. Chad escorted her back to the table and sat down beside her. Then he put his arm around the back of the booth, just behind her shoulders.

He was a little nervous about all of this, because he just met this woman and she was having a drastic effect on his behavior. "You dance very well Chad. I didn't think men knew how to dance like that. The way you use your hips is impressive," she said.

"I like to dance and have had some good teachers along the way," he told her, hoping not to sound over confident. They enjoyed each other's company for quite sometime, talking about their jobs and learning more about the things each other liked. They danced the evening away but it was getting late and Chad decided to call it a night. He didn't want to press his luck, since he was actually enjoying himself, so far.

"Well Susan; how about I walk you back to the hotel? We wouldn't want to wear ourselves out the first night; now would we?" The drinks were having some effect on Susan and it was starting to show.

"You know Chad, with a nice tight ass like you have; I think I'd follow you most anywhere." With a quick kiss on her lips as a thank you, they got up and started the walk back to their hotel. He loved the way her dress moved with her body. The grace and style of women always intrigued him. "Since I picked you up at the start of the evening I think it's only fair that I take you back to your room first Mr. Franklin," she said in a sultry tone.

The ride in the elevator was short lived. It seemed she was pressing herself up against his arm with those wonderful breasts of hers, even though they were the only two in it. Finally they arrived at his door and he took his key out to insert it in the lock, but she took it out of his hand. "Allow me, Sir."

Susan opened the door and walked in first, looking around the room jokingly, as if she was watching out for his safety. "I was just making sure everything was in order. Can't be too careful these days," she said.

"You are such a considerate date to take the trouble of ensuring my safety is taken care of Susan." Chad said as he bowed to her.

She slowly moved in front of him, locking her beautiful eyes with his. Susan placed her hands on his hips, looking up at him, and then pulled his body against hers. "So tell me, does the hot tub work or is that just for show if you have a woman in your room?"

Smiling at her and looking straight into her eyes, "I really haven't tried it yet, but as far as I know, all the equipment in this room works very well," he said with a little bit more of a hint to it. He kissed her soft lips as he wrapped his arms around her back, moving his hands over her sensuous body. They melted into each other's arms, kissing like two teenagers hungry for each other.

"Wow you kiss extremely well when you get into it! You really know how to do things to a woman's heart rate," Susan said seeming a little out of breathe. Chad continued to run his lips and tongue over her neck, using his teeth he softly nibbled her neckline.

"What can I say, I like to please a woman and make sure that she enjoys the things I do."

They continued to explore each other, using their hands to touch and feel one another. Her breasts were soft and supple, and Chad seemed to be hungry to have her nipple between his lips. She finally pulled away and stepped back, pulling the zipper of her dress down.

"Shall we see if the hot tub is working or not?" She looked down the front of his pants, which were starting to look rather tight. "Oh my, it seems some of the equipment is already working," she said, smiling like a cat that just got away with eating the canary.

Chad started to unbutton his shirt as he moved over to the hot tub. Finding the controls, he started to bring the device to life. When he finally got all of the jets running, he turned back towards Susan. He was stunned at the vision before him. The dress that she was wearing was now in a pile on the carpet, along with her bra and panties. All she had on were thigh high stockings and her heels. "Sorry, I seem to have left my bathing suit down in my room." Her lips now pushed out in a pout.

"Well, I would give you a pair of mine, although I think I like this view much better Susan," the words hardly coming out of his mouth. She moved in front of him and slowly slid his shirt off, letting her hands seductively caress his arms as it slid off his well-defined chest.

"Mind if I use this for the time being then?" she asked. She put his shirt on and buttoned it up to just below her soft breasts. Then she knelt down and undid the front of his pants, sliding them slowly down his legs, all the time looking into his eyes. "We can't have you getting these wet, can we?"

Chad stepped out of the pants, as she stood up. He still had his briefs on and decided he should just leave them on since she had put his shirt on. Maybe she just wanted to tease him. He was very interested on how all this was going to play out.

They climbed into the bubbling water, sitting across from each other. It looked like a four-person tub, so it was just right for the two of them to stretch out. Susan had her arms across the top of the tub, which made her breasts seem to break out of Chad's' shirt.

Chad was enjoying the fact that his lower body remained hidden beneath the water; it was becoming difficult to contain his painfully erect cock. "Susan, it seems that my shirt might be a little small for you," he said.

"Yes, it does seem that way doesn't it. I hope the buttons hold up! I wouldn't want to get carried away, not just yet anyway." She seemed to be enjoying this little game.

"Well, if we aren't going to get too carried away just yet, then I think this would be acceptable," he told her. He moved out of the water, his wet underwear not hiding the fact that he was very aroused. Chad slid back into the tub behind her, wrapping his legs around her slowly, placing his hands on her shoulders.

Chad started to rub her paying attention to the tense spots. He slowly worked his hands up her neck and underneath her hair. Using his fingers to manipulate the muscles, he found her a little tense, so he concentrated on her neck for the time being. "Mr. Franklin, has anyone ever told you that you have magic hands?"

She started to lean her head forward allowing him more access to her neck, and hopefully the rest of her body. The shirt was soaked, and made her look even sexier than she already was. It was hard to remain focused on the matter at hand as Susan laid her head back onto his shoulder.

He moved his hands under her arms to caress the side of her breasts, then finally, sliding one of them inside the opened shirt. His fingers moved to her left nipple and softly pulled it lightly. She turned her lips to his and they quickly became entwined with each other. She was moaning into his mouth, as he continued pulling on her nipple. He was becoming very aware that she had very sensitive nipples, and enjoying the fact that she received so much pleasure from them.

Chad returned her passionate kisses, and slid his other hand lower down the shapely curve of her body. Susan suddenly broke away from his probing tongue. She nipped at his ear and whispered, "No, not yet, Chad. Let it build up," she whispered to him. He knew this was a woman who wanted to make things last.




A Trip to the Islands Ch. 01



Chad began to unbutton the wet shirt, allowing her large breasts to swing free. Both of his hands were massaging her now hard and very pointed nipples. Twisting and pulling on them to match her moans of pleasure. He lifted her up and turned her so she was sitting on his lap. She could feel his bulging cock in his briefs, a few inches of the top rising clear of the band.

Susan was confused as to why he would stop such a wonderful attack on her senses. Susan soon had her answer. Chad began kissing her soft lips again, running his hands through her hair. Her kisses were becoming feverish, as she fought to control her passion that was building within her body. He began to kiss her neck, moving his lips and tongue across her delicate skin.

Cupping one of her breasts in his hands, he slid his lips down her body until he was teasing the hard point of her nipple with his tongue. Susan tilted her head back, moaning as Chad assaulted her willing body. He closed his lips around the tip of her breast and began sucking, pulling it across his tongue. "Oh God, what are you doing to me?" she moaned aloud. Her mind was a blur of lust and passion.

Chad released her throbbing nipple from his lips and was now pulling the wet flesh away from her body. "I just thought this would feel better with my mouth. Was I wrong?"

"No, please, please suck on them more!" She breathed. He turned his attention to the other breast and slowly slid his mouth onto her neglected nipple. Sucking softly and working his fingers over her other breast, he had Susan rolling her head from side to side.

Her breathing was becoming rapid as Susan moved her hips under the ragging water. She started slowly spreading her legs apart, signaling Chad that she was ready. He continued his attack on her breasts, his hands squeezing the milky flesh and making her move even more. Chad slid one hand down over her belly. He could fell it rising and falling with her now labored breathing. Ever so slowly, he reached her leg and moved his fingers to the inside of her thigh.

Never letting go of her nipple, he moved his hand upward. Susan held the back of his head, pushing her breast deeper into his mouth. He didn't mind the added pressure, the way she moving around, she wasn't going to last much longer. He found the spot he was looking for and rubbed his finger over her clit. "Yes, please make me cum, please!" she cried out.

Never one to disappoint a women, he slid two fingers into her and literally raped her clit with his thumb. Chad drove his fingers in and out of her slick pussy, while increasing the suction on her breast. Chad knew she was close, her breathing coming in rapid spurts. He decided to give her what she craved so much. His started biting her nipple with his teeth, just enough to cause her both pleasure and pain.

Susan's body tensed up, her legs shaking. "Oh yes; I'm going to..." she tried to say as her orgasm over took her. Never taking his thumb from her clit, he kissed her hard. Chad pushed his tongue into her mouth as she shuddered in his arms. Water was splashing onto the carpet and she pulled him against her.

"Enough please; I can't take any more!" she said, as she pushed his hand away from her clit. He held her tight against his body, letting her enjoy the glow of her orgasm. They finally released each other, and Susan slid deeper into the hot tub. She knelt in front of him, sliding her hands up and down his legs. "I think it's your turn now," she said, with a grin.

She motioned him to sit on the edge of the hot tub. As he did, Susan spread his legs so she had access to his hard cock. "I don't believe you will need these anymore!" she said as she slid his briefs off, leaving him naked. With one hand cupping his large balls, she wrapped her other hand around his hard cock, slowly masturbating him. His cock was wet from the tub but she needed more to make him shoot his pent up load of cum.

Susan moved her hand to the tip of his cock where pre-cum was beginning to leak out from the tip. As she continued her attack on the tip of his cock, he supplied her with even more of the thick, white juice. She rubbed up and down his cock, getting it slick with cum and began to move her hand faster now. Chad's tilted his head back and moaned. It had been a long time since a woman did this to him and he enjoyed it very much.

Susan was enjoying it as much as he was. Her eyes were half closed and she had a good reason to be like that. She had moved her hand from his full balls and was now rubbing her clit, trying to make herself cum for the second time tonight. Chad looked down at her, not believing this was actually happening to him. This was an incredible woman and he was glad to have bumped into her. He could feel the pressure building within his body; he wasn't going to last long at this rate.

"I hope your enjoying the show," she said, looking at him.

"I find it very erotic to watch a lady pleasure herself," he replied.

"Well, there are two things wrong with that." she said, as she milked his cock. "One; you can't see all of me. Two; I am glad that you think of me as a lady, but there are times when I don't want to act like one." Susan stood up and removed her wet shirt. She peeled it off her like a second skin so she was now just as naked as he was. 

'God, she has an incredible body!' he thought to himself.

"Would you like to see more?" she asked.

"What ever you would like to do; I'm for it!" Chad said, with a little smile. Susan sat back on the other side of the hot tub, spreading her legs and showing him her pink wet pussy. While one hand was pinching her nipple, the other slid down her belly then between her legs.

She inserted two fingers inside her slick pussy and began stroking them in and out. Her tongue was licking her lips and she was looking into his eyes. "Like I said, sometimes I don't like to act like a lady." "Why don't you move closer and get a better view," she said. Chad stood in-between her legs and ran his eyes from her pussy to her eyes.

She was looking at his cock and licking her lips more. "I want you to cum with me! I want both of us to cum together at the same time." He began to jack his cock and stood up on the seat of the hot tub. He was above her and she tilted her head back looking up at him with half closed eyes. "We don't have any protection, so I want you to shoot your load all over my body! I hope you don't mind," she moaned at him.

"I'm always willing to give a lady what she wants!" He stroked his cock faster now as he reached out to her free breast. He pulled her nipple out and released it, letting it snap back to her body. This seemed to drive her passion even more. He did it again and he heard Susan start moaning more.

"Yes, do it again! Hurt my nipples again!" she cried. "I want you to do something for me Chad. I want you to call me names. Call me anything you want, but make it dirty; please I'm so close!" she said with a whining tone. This seemed to be the clue on who, or really, what this woman was. If Susan needed to act like a common whore, who was he to deprive her?

"Do you like it when I pull your nipples?" Susan didn't answer him she just moved her fingers faster on her clit. Chad pulled her nipple out from her tit. "I said do you like it when I do this?" he said in a sterner voice.

"Yes. Oh fucking God yes; I love it!" she whimpered.

"You like to be treated like a rough sometimes; don't you: slut?"

"More, please, say some more Chad!"

"Where do you want me to shoot my load you little whore?" Chad asked her. He couldn't hold out much longer at this rate.

"Anywhere you want, Sir. I'm your slut tonight and you can cum anywhere you want, Sir!" she seemed to be almost crying now. Chad couldn't wait any longer. He began to shoot long ropes of cum across her breasts. This caused her to have a massive orgasm. She seemed to be crying and whining at the same time.

Her head was thrown back and she pulling violently at her nipple. Chad shot about five long ropes, most of it going on her breasts and hand. As each one landed, it seemed to be burning her because she got louder with each one. Chad's legs were giving out and he slid down to hold her.

He wrapped his arms around her back and waist, pulling her to him. She seemed almost lifeless, her limp body moving only to his will. He began kissing her neck and then moved his lips to hers. Susan was breathing hard and they didn't kiss long. She rested her head on his chest as he stroked her hair. "Are you alright, I didn't hurt you did I?" Chad said in a caring tone.

"Yes I'm fine. My nipples are little sore now but I think I'll recover," she told him softly.

"Well I'd have to say that was the most interesting first date that I have ever had," he said.

"I hope you don't think badly of me, I kind of needed that. I don't normally do this, but something about you made me trust you," she told him.

He helped her out of the hot tub and helped her dry off. She began to get dressed as Chad watch from one of the oversized chairs. "Will I see you tomorrow, Susan?" he asked.

"Well it's pretty early in the morning already but I will meet up with you after I wake up." She leaned down and brought her lips to his, kissing him softly. "Thank you, this was a wonderful evening. Don't worry about tomorrow Chad I am sure we'll meet up with each other." She turned and made her way to the door. As she opened it, she turned towards him and blew a kiss his way.

This was going to be a very interesting trip and he hoped she kept her word about tomorrow. He closed his eyes and thought about the coming day, as sleep began to overtake him. The morning was going to be very interesting indeed.



A Trip to the Islands Ch. 02



The story continues with Chad and Susan going to a secluded cove for some fun in the sun, and the water, and the hotel room. Please comment and let me know what you think. No criticism is even worse, than harsh criticism.

Chad woke up that morning just as he had been earlier, naked and in the chair. It was 10:00 am and he needed coffee bad. He took a shower, dressed, and then started downstairs to the café just outside the hotel. It was a nice little place, not to busy and quiet.

He sat down at a table where he could look out into the street. Chad loved to just sit and watch people move about. From out of the café, a beautiful Carmel colored woman walked up, asking him what he'd like.

"Do you have any coffee here?" he asked.

"Yes Sir, right away, anything else?"

"No I don't think so right now." The pretty waitress turned to head back inside. He noticed the way her summer dress flowed around her body. As he waited for the coffee to get there, his thoughts drifted back to last nights events. 'Man, did that really happen? Who was this woman?' he thought to himself.

His coffee arrived, breaking his thoughts of the memorable moment. "Thank you very much; that will hit the spot," he said to the waitress.

"I'm sorry to bother you and I hope this doesn't sound too forward but; were you out dancing last night?" the pretty woman asked.

"Yes I was. I met this really nice woman at the hotel pool yesterday and we went out to a club not too far from here," he told her.

"I thought that you were the same person. My name is Monica; I was at the club too and enjoyed watching you two last night. You're very good," she told Chad.

"Well thank you Monica. Although I can't take all the credit; I had a good partner," Chad said.

"The lady you were with, you said you just meet her yesterday?"

"That's right; we sort of bumped into each other at the pool. Not a bad way to start your vacation is it?" Chad told her.

"Are you going to be seeing her again then?"

"I don't know I just got up and we didn't talk about it much." Chad wondered where this was going. 'Is this girl hitting on me or just curious?' he thought.

"Well if you want, I could give you some hints on where to go around here. It seemed the two of you were getting somewhat close. If you would like a little, shall we say, private time; I know just the place," she said.

Chad listened to Monica for a while as she told him of the nice spots to go, and things to do. She seemed to know all the hidden spots, even though this was a place tourist normally vacationed. One particular thing to do seemed to get his interest. The coffee was good and strong, just as he preferred it. Even though he didn't get a lot of sleep last night, he seemed ready to go again today. Chad decided to head back to the hotel and see what was happening by the pool.

He was walking through the lobby when he heard her voice. "Well I was hoping to run into you again."

"Susan: well it sure is a pleasure to see you again. I hope you slept well last night," he said.

"Best night sleep I've had in a while, actually," she said.

"So Miss Ross, what do you have planned for today?"

"Well nothing really; I guess what ever it is you're doing. That is if you haven't met someone to replace me," she said with a smile.

"That might be a bit hard to do. How about we go back up stairs and get into our bathing suits and I'll meet you back here?" Susan agreed and as she went to her room to change, Chad went to the front desk and had them make some phone calls. 'Yes this was going to be a wonderful vacation; hopefully for both of them,' he thought.

As promised, she was back in a flash. She had on a nice little blue one piece with a wrap around her waist. Chad had to admit he could really start to fall for this woman. "Ok, so what did you have in mind?"

"I'll let it be a surprise for now," he said.

"Oh goody; I like surprises," she said in a mock little girl voice. They went outside to a hail a cab. Chad gave him the name of the rental place he was looking for, and they sped off down the street. It was a beautiful ride to the other end of the island; in no time, they were at their destination.

He took her by the hand, as they walked up to the rental store. This seemed to bring a smile to Susan's face. She squeezed his hand to let him know she was enjoying her time with him. There was a man at the counter; he seemed weathered from years out in the sun and more than likely; the water. "Hi, my name is Chad Franklin and I believe you have a reservation for me."

"Yes Sir, here you are. The boat is in stall eleven at the end of the first dock," he said. As he filled out the papers, he told him of the earlier conversation he had at the café with Monica.

"So, you're the one that Monica said would be coming over today," he said. "She told me to send the two of you to the cove, and give you this." He gave him a large backpack. When Chad put it over his shoulder, it was very cold. "It's really quiet at the cove, and you can only get there by boat. You and the lovely lady should have a good time." The old man pointed it out on a map so Chad could find it easily enough, and sent them on their way.

"So meeting other women on the side, are we Mr. Franklin?" She said jokingly as they walked down the docks.

"Not really Susan; just a waitress who wanted to give me some advice on women."

From the way you performed last night, I didn't think you needed any advice." Susan said. Chad just shook his head pathetically. He wasn't about to get started on this again, not just yet anyway. They reached the stall and discovered that it was a beautiful little speedboat. "I take it from the conversation back there, that were going to some secluded cove," she said.

"Well I thought it we would take a little boat ride today. I hope you don't mind, do you?" he asked.

"Not at all, sounds like some fun. You are just full of special surprises today," she said. He pulled away from the docks and headed down the lush coastline. The water was like glass today, with very little wind, and not too hot. Susan leaned back in the seat and Chad could see her ample cleavage, as she spun the chair towards him.

"Well, Mr. Franklin, what else did you have in mind on such a lovely day?" she asked.

"I thought it would be a nice idea if we went for a swim in something other than a pool; with hopefully less people around."

"That sounds like a wonderful idea! Is that what you and Monica were discussing?" She asked.

Chad looked into her eyes, which were sparkling. "She told me that if I wanted to please a lady, then I would need to do something special for her."

"Well I would have to say Chad; you are scoring an awful lot of points so far," she told him.

"Oh goodie I like scoring points. What do I redeem the points for?" he asked.

"The more points you get; the better the prize is!" she replied. Chad just smiled at her, hoping to make some serious points this afternoon.

They reached the cove and it was just as Monica said it would be. The little beach was back in behind an outcrop of small cliffs and trees it was so secluded that the only way there was by boat. You wouldn't even know it was there, unless someone else took you there. Chad pulled the boat in until they were out of sight from anyone passing by. He tossed the anchor in and tied it off. It would prove to be a long walk back if the boat drifted off.

"Well, I'd have to say this is the most beautiful spot I have ever been to Chad. Are you sure we're going to be alone?" she asked.

"From what Monica told me about it; this is an out of the way place which not too many folks go to," he said.

Chad reached down and opened the backpack. "More surprises for me? Are you sure you're not some 'James Bond' kind of guy?"

"Well my dear we can't come all the way out here and have anything to drink, now can we?" he said in his best secret agent voice. Chad pulled the ice-cold bottle of champagne out, and along with it, a container of fresh strawberries.

"Let's see if I can recap the day so far. You have a conversation with a waitress. You take me to a secluded beach. Then you produce a bottle of champagne, and you just happen to have strawberries. Are we planning on doing any swimming at all?" she said.

"Well, it would seem a waste of such crystal clear water. Besides we did bring our swim suits out here."

Chad passed her a glass, and she drank the bubbly liquid quickly. Putting the glass down on the dashboard, she pulled the wrap away from her hips and let it fall to the deck. "Let's see how warm the water is today." Susan stepped up on the side and jumped in. The water was about 4 to 5 feet deep where he anchored and Susan seemed to glide in the water. Chad checked the anchor rope once more and jumped in after her. He swam up next to her, giving her a little splash.

"Water seems to be really nice," she said.

"I agree, it's even warm enough to not even have a suit on."

"You know; I was thinking the same thing," she said seductively. Susan moved her hands up to the top of her shoulders' and slid the straps down her arms slowly. "I do believe this is the kind of swimming you had in mind," she said. Chad could only stare as she started removing her swimsuit, allowing her breast to slip free. "Are you going to just stare - or join me?"

Chad began to slide his shorts down. 'Now this is the way to spend your vacation,' he thought.

Chad watched as she continued to take her suit off. Since she was an exquisite woman, he enjoyed looking at her body. She tossed the bathing suit into the boat and began to swim around him slowly. He felt like a shark was stalking him, so he finished taking his shorts off. Once they were clear of his feet, he tossed them in the boat next to hers; then dove under the water. Chad slowly went up her body, rubbing his hands on her skin as he slid up. When he broke the surface, his hard cock was pressing up against her belly.

"Well, I think we have a habit of bumping into each other when we're swimming," she said.

"Someone as beautiful as you, I enjoy bumping into," Chad said. Susan reached down and gently stroked his cock, quickly making it throb in her hand.

"It would appear to me that someone enjoys a little bit of skinny dipping." Susan told him.

"It's really kind of relaxing being naked in the ocean," he said.

"If you're this hard when you're relaxed; I would love to feel it when you're stressed," she replied, with a smile. Susan released his cock, and Chad swam for the boat.

Chad boarded the boat from the steps in the back and reached down for the backpack. Pulling the champagne from the ice, he asked if she would like another sip. Looking at Chad, she ran her tongue across her lips seductively.

"I just love champagne, it makes me feel all warm inside," she said. Susan moved to the side of the boat and Chad began to reach down for her glass; suddenly when she stopped him. "You don't need that," she said as she opened her mouth and tilted her head back.

Chad slowly poured the cold fluid into her mouth, until it was full. Susan closed her lips; spilling some of it out of the corner of her mouth. Looking into his eyes, she swallowed the champagne and smiled. "Oops, looks like I missed some!" she said as she licked her lips to get the champagne that leaked out.

"You seem to enjoying teasing me Miss Ross," he told her.

"It makes the prizes that much more enjoyable, don't you think?" she said.

Chad reached down, pulled one of the strawberries' out, and then turned to her. She was still hanging onto the side of the boat, smiling like a cat that just ate the canary. He placed the berry on her lips as Susan slowly opened her mouth, allowing it to slide past her lips. He slid it in and out of her mouth, forcing her lips to close around it like a small cock.

Chad could hear her moan as he manipulated the fruit between her lips. "Do you want the strawberry Susan?" Susan just nodded her head and moaned. "Do you want me to slide it into your mouth; so you can taste the juices?"

He pulled the berry from her lips. "Yes: I want you to push it into my mouth; please." Chad placed it back on Susan's lips and her mouth instinctively opened. As he slid the berry in, he allowed one of his fingers to slip into her mouth and brush her tongue. Susan moved her tongue to the meet the new invader in her mouth. She tried desperately to close her lips around it.

Chad quickly moved his finger to her lips, making her whimper in disapproval. "Would you like me to give it back to you?" He asked teasingly.

"Yes!" she pleaded.

Chad was starting to figure out that Susan liked to have someone slightly torment her, to a certain extent. "Where do you want me to put it again?" he asked. Susan had her eyes closed and was whimpering louder. "I asked you a question," he demanded.

"My mouth; please put it back in my mouth!" she pleaded. Chad placed his finger against her lips. She wasted no time in sucking it as far as she could into her mouth. She ran her tongue back and forth and at one point, she was trying to wrap her tongue all the way around it.

He pulled his finger out again and leaned down, kissing her full on the lips. His tongue had snaked out, fighting with hers. "I think I need to cool off a bit," he told her, then jumped into the water with her. Chad moved towards the beach to where the water was just above his cock. He turned around and saw that Susan was following him. She had a glassy look in her eyes, as if drugged, or even worse - possessed.

Susan moved up against him, wrapping her arms around his neck. They kissed each other hard, his hands roaming up against her nipples causing them to become as hard as small pointed rocks. She raised one of her legs up his body and wrapped it around his back. Chad slid his hands down her hips and picked her up, her other leg wrapping around him to join the other one. Chad's cock was rubbing up against her shaved pussy, causing her clit to jump and twitch against the hardness.

"We shouldn't be doing this, but it feels so good!" she breathed in his ear. Chad began to thrust his hips back and forth in a fucking motion, causing her to whimper against his neck.

"If you want me to stop, all you have to do is tell me, and I will," he said teasingly.

"Yes, I mean no; oh my God that feels good! You should stop before it gets too hard: I mean goes too far," she whimpered.

"Which is it, Susan? Stop; or keep going?" he asked. The illicit behavior of it all was too much for her senses.

"Oh the hell with it; keep going: please!"

Her body was almost weightless as he lifted her up. Chad moved her up until his hard cock was at the entrance to her pussy. He was lightly biting her lower neck; and in one swift movement, brought Susan down onto his hard cock.

"Oh my God Chad...!" Susan screamed out in a mix of pain and pleasure, as Chad's cock thrust into her body. With her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, Chad moved her up and down in the water; literally jacking himself off with her body. Susan's clit was rubbing wildly against his body causing her to shudder with small orgasms, repeatedly, while he assaulted her pussy and sucked on the side of her neck.

"Do you want me to make you cum?" he asked her. Susan was whimpering loudly and she tried to speak, but could only manage sounds at this point. Chad stopped moving her body and she became crazy with lust. She tried to move her body back and forth trying to finish, but couldn't.

"Do you want to cum?" he asked again slowly.

"Yes! Please make me cum!" she whined.

"Tell me where my cock is right now." She looked at him confused but still moved her hips, trying to make herself cum.

"In my pussy?" she asked.

"Not a good enough answer: I guess I should stop." Susan soon realized what he demanded of her.

"It's in my pussy! Your thick cock is in my slutty little pussy!" she told him. Chad began to piston her faster and faster, all the while, sucking one of her enlarged nipples hard. Susan could not stand anymore! One of the largest orgasms of her life started to rack her body like an earthquake! "Oh Jesus fucking Christ; I'm cumming so hard!" she screamed. It was a good thing they were off the beaten path, or someone would have thought she was in trouble and run over to see who was in pain.

Chad held her body tightly as she started to calm down. Running his hands through her hair, he softly kissed her neck and face. "You don't play fair, do you?" Susan said as she began to regain control of her body.

"I've been known to cheat a little bit now and then," he said smiling.

"I need another drink. Let's go back to the boat and relax," Susan told him. Susan pulled away and started to swim back to the boat. Chad could tell that she was still recovering as she climbed back into the boat wobbling. Even in her shaken state, she was still stunning as she threw her legs over.

Chad joined her in the boat and sat down on one of the seats along the side. Susan passed a glass of champagne over to him and he took a long pull off it. He could not take his eyes off her body. She was a beautiful woman who could possess a man's mind and turn him into mush with a single glance.

Susan moved to where he was sitting and knelt in front of him; his cock was bobbing steadily at her face. With one hand holding her glass, she reached up with the other and slowly stroked his cock. "I think that someone needs some attention," she said. Chad could only look on as she ran her tongue over the shaft.

Susan stopped and took a drink of her champagne and renewed her efforts with her tongue. The sudden chill on his skin turned his cock rock hard, causing him to suck in his breath suddenly. "Oh shit that's cold!" he cried out.

"Well it doesn't seem to bother your friend here," she said smiling at him.

Susan took another drink and seemed to be holding it in her mouth. She was looking into his eyes with a little smile, and then suddenly leaned over and slid her mouth over the end of his cock. The cold liquid and her warm moist mouth caused Chad to cry out in ecstasy. 'This was going to be a long afternoon; maybe,' he thought to himself.

Chad could not believe the sensations that were traveling through his body. Every nerve in his throbbing cock was going into overdrive. "Oh my God, I've never felt like this before!" he cried. Susan was taking her time. It was almost as if she was torturing him with just her mouth; not that he was complaining. Chad opened his eyes and looked down at her. Her head was slowly moving up and down the length of his cock.

When she worked her mouth down, he could feel her tongue sliding across it. Then moving her mouth up, she would slide her hand up with it. Stroking it as if trying to will the hot cum into her throat. She pulled her mouth up; at first, Chad thought she would get another drink. Instead, she kissed him deeply on the mouth, fighting his tongue with hers. Susan pulled her mouth away and began to pull on his tormented cock.

"Don't cum yet: I'm not finished," she whispered. With that, she began to masturbate him, at the same time, sucking on his nipples. No one had ever done this to him and his mind was racing.

'I hope she doesn't expect me to hold out too much longer,' he thought to himself. Susan moved her lips up his chest to his neck, biting and sucking. This caused Chad to throw his head back. She could tell he was gasping for air.

"Not yet. You'll know when I'm ready, but you'll have to hold on a little longer!" she said.

"Please Susan, I don't think I can last much longer!" he cried out.

Susan continued her assault with her hand and mouth. As she sucked on his neck, he could feel her tits rubbing up against his cock and her hand. Chad resisted the temptation to throw her down on the deck and shove his needing cock into her.




A Trip to the Islands Ch. 02



Susan lowered her mouth back to his cock and sucked it in deeply. Her hand continued to milk him as she moved up and down the throbbing cock. "I'm sorry Susan; I can't stop it!" he whined at her through clenched teeth. "I think you better take your mouth off, I need to cum!" he told her.

She lifted her face to his. "Now; I'm ready now!"

Chad was getting ready to spill his load all over her swinging tits. Just then, Susan shoved her lips down his cock until she hit her fingers. She moved her hand, forcing the rest of his cock down her throat. The feeling of her swallowing and the tightness of her throat were too much; Chad's body went ridged.

"Oh you little slu...!" he yelled but closed his lips tightly before he finished the word. Susan moved her lips back to the head, just in time to catch the first shot across her tongue. Chad continued to cum in her mouth. Her hand pumped up and down, trying to coax the last drop of the hot liquid out. Chad's body lowered back to the seat. "I think; oh God; that was the; you're the," he stuttered.

Susan held his softening cock as she looked at him. "Seems that I missed some of it," she said. She wiped her chin with her finger, bringing the thick juice to her lips. Susan also made a point to look into his eyes as she sucked her finger clean. "Pure protein is better from the source I think," she teased.

"I would go back in the water, but, I'm afraid my body doesn't want to move just yet," he said. Chad closed his eyes, but he could feel Susan's lips running across his skin.

"Are you starting to feel normal again?" she asked. Chad opened his eyes and looked at her.

"That was fantastic! I don't think I ever came that hard in my life!" he said.

"Well I'm glad you liked it. I don't think I ever had that kind of reaction before. And like I told you last night, I don't mind being called; slut" she replied. "I think its time for a drink and more swimming," Susan said, as she reached for the bottle of champagne. She took a long drink of the ice cold liquid and handed Chad the bottle. After Chad drank some, he placed it back in the ice and jumped in the water.

"Well, looks like you're returning to normal," she told him.

"Give me another minute or two and I'll be ready for round three," he replied. Susan jumped in and swam after him. The two of them splashing and playing like a couple of teenagers. It was starting to get dark and Chad decided to call it a night. They got into the boat and started to head back to the pier. He hoped they weren't in trouble with the old man for being out too late. He was having too much fun to have headed back any earlier.

Both of them had gotten their bathing suits back on before they reached the dock. Susan kept rocking the boat every time Chad tried to get his back on. She was teasing him all the way back, rubbing his cock pinching his nipples. At one point, she slid her finger in his mouth. He could tell it was in her pussy moments before.

Finally, they made it back to the docks. Once he was sure that everything was out, he turned the keys back over to the old man. "Sorry if we kept it out too long," he said.

"Not at all; I'm glad that you two could go out and enjoy yourselves," the old man said with a knowing smile. "It seems your lady friend had a good time, her face is glowing," he commented.

"Thanks for the great spot, and yes; we both had a great time," Susan told him. She leaned across the counter and gave the elderly gentleman a kiss on the check. The old man must have heard them coming because there was a cab waiting for them. Chad opened the door and helped Susan into the back seat. The driver took off down the road at a slow pace, as if to make the ride last longer for the two snuggling passengers.

"Did you enjoy your time at the cove, Sir?" the driver asked.

"How did you know we were at the cove today?" Chad asked.

"The old man is a friend of mine. We were chatting when you two came back," he replied. Don't worry Sir, what you do out there will stay out there," he said. Susan laid her head on Chad's shoulder and held his hand.

"Well, it sounds like the people we keep meeting are pushing us to enjoy ourselves," she said.

"Yes, it also seems they are going out of there way to do it too," he replied.

Chad decided to try something, since everyone was going out of their way to get the two of them together. Chad softly kissed her lips, running his tongue across them. Susan moved her hand up his leg to the bottom of his bathing suit. "Looks like somebody's ready for that round three finally," Susan whispered.

"It seems that you have that effect on men," he said. Wrapping her hand around his cock, "are you talking about this kind of an effect?" she asked. She pumped his cock through his swim trunks while kissing him deeply.

Chad pressed up against her and began to slide the strap of her bathing suit down. He didn't care whether the driver was watching or not. He freed one of Susan's breasts and lifted it to his lips. Running his tongue around the swollen nipple, he could hear her gasp. He sucked it into his mouth until his lips stretched as wide as they could go. Chad's tongue began to flick at the hard nipple, causing it to spring back and forth. "Oh God, you have a talented mouth!" she whispered.

"I'm sorry to disturb you Sir, but we are almost at the hotel," the driver told him. Chad lifted her suit back up and sat back up. Susan was breathing hard and could only look at Chad.

"Maybe we should finish this discussion upstairs?" he said. Susan responded with a nod, as they pulled up to the hotel entrance. Chad paid the driver, tipping him well for his discretion. They were holding hands as they went into the hotel. Everyone was staring. At first, he thought it was the bathing suits, until he looked at Susan. Her face was fire engine red, along with a glassy look in her eyes.

"Are you ok Susan?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm fine. It's just really hot in here," she replied.

"Maybe I should get you upstairs and put you in a cold shower," Chad said jokingly.

"I don't think a cold shower can solve this type of heat," she whispered in his ear as they got to the elevator. Susan pushed the button for the seventh floor.

"I thought you were coming up to my room?" he asked.

"I'll be up in a few minutes. I have to stop by my room and get a few things," Susan replied, casting her eyes away from him. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and walked off the elevator.

As the doors were closing, he thought he had done something wrong. "Ok, I don't know what I did; but I won't do it again," he said to himself. Chad reached his floor and went to his room. "Maybe she just wants to change clothes and go out to eat. Yes, that must be what it is." Chad got his clothes out so he was ready for her, a simple shirt, and slacks. He took his suit off and started the shower. After the cab ride, he could use a cold shower to calm down. 'I better call her to let her know the door will be open,' he thought.

He dialed her room and waited. "Hello?"

"Hi, it's Chad, just wanted to let you know that I'll be in the shower. The door's opened just a bit so feel free to let yourself in," he told her.

"Great, I'll be up in a little bit," she said. Chad said goodbye and went to the shower. The water pressure was great for being on the 12th floor. It felt relaxing to let the stream massage his body. He could really tell he was in the ocean today. The more he washed, the more he could smell the salt from the water. As he stood under the shower, he suddenly felt someone's hand on his shoulder. Turning quickly, he saw Susan standing beside him.

"Good thing I wasn't a rapist or something," she said.

"Well, you know what they say: 'you can't rape the willing'. I thought I'd done something wrong with the way you left the elevator?" Chad said.

"No I just had to pick up a few things and some clothes," she laughed. Mind if I share your shower. I promise to do your back for you," Susan said. Chad switched places with her so she could get wet.

Chad could look at her naked body all day if she'd let him. He helped her wash up, paying special attention to her nipples and clit. "Someone is still not playing fair," she said.

"Sorry, I was just trying to help you get clean," he said smiling at her.

"I believe that if you keep that up, I might need another shower," Susan said seductively.

"Well, in that case, I should make sure your finally clean then," he said. Chad knelt down in the tube and began to kiss her stomach. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer to his body.

"I wanted you to do this in the cab," she breathed. He moved his lips downward slowly, rubbing his hands over her ass and down her legs. Susan was leaning up against the wall for support, as he licked his way slowly down her body. Chad lifted one of her legs to the edge of the tub, effectively opening her pussy up to his lips. As his tongue moved back and forth on her clit, Susan slid one hand down to hold his head. "Oh damn! You sure know how to earn points!" she cried.

Chad looked up at her, seeing her pulling on her own nipple. He thought she was going to rip it off her body. He began to slide two fingers inside her, pushing them up to his knuckle. "Yes; oh fuck; yes!" Susan cried out. She pushed his head against her pussy, forcing his mouth onto her body harder. "Make me cum, make me cum!" she yelled. She was not far away from her impending orgasm. He reached up with his free hand and began twisting her other nipple.

Susan's legs were shaking and she was getting ready to cum in his mouth. Chad thrust his fingers in her pussy even faster, while he sucked her clit into his mouth as far as it would go. "I'm going to...," she cried. Chad could feel her body tense up as she reached her climax. Warm cum juice was literally coating his hand, making it slick. Susan started to pull away as she became sensitive; so he wrapped his arm around her waist and held her tight.

Continuing to suck her clit, she tried to free herself. "I can't take it! Stop; oh you evil fucking man!" she screamed. It was as if her body was feeling every sensation known to a woman. Chad continued his assault on her clit as another orgasm battered her body.

Susan's body slumped down in the tub. Chad caught her as she fell, holding her tight. She was breathing hard and she was shaking. "Susan, are you ok?" he asked worriedly. She nodded her head indicating that she was all right. He picked her orgasm-weakened body up, taking her to the bed to rest.

"Don't leave me," she whimpered.

"I'm right here, I won't leave you," he told her. Chad stroked her hair and softly kissed her face as she snuggled up next to his body. If he didn't know better, he would have sworn she was purring. After about ten minutes of holding her, she started to move again.

"I was getting a bit worried about you," Chad said.

"Sorry; it's just been a long time since a man picked me up and held me close," she whispered. Chad lifted her face up, kissing her lips softly.

"How about we find some place quite to have dinner?" he asked.

"What about you? You need to cum too," she told him.

"We can make up for that later, it will give me something to look forward too," Chad said. Susan slowly got up, her body unwilling to respond to her desire to move.

"Are you sure you're ok?" he asked. Chad was worried whether or not she was going to be able to stand up straight.

"Yes, I'll be fine. That was the most amazing orgasm I've ever had," she told him.

Chad dressed as Susan took another shower to clean up. When she returned, she looked a little better but was still shaky. "I brought my clothes up here, I hope you don't mind me changing in your room?" she said.

"Not at all Susan I like it when you're around; clothes or no clothes," he teased.

"So where are we going for dinner?" she asked.

"I thought we'd ask that waitress Monica for a recommendation, if she's still working," he said.

As Chad watched her dress, he knew he was getting into trouble. In the few short days that he had known Susan, he could tell in his heart that this was someone he could be around for a while: Maybe even a long while.



A Trip to the Islands Ch. 03



First, let me say this. I know she doesn't want her identity known so I will put it like this. Thank you so much for the great job editing my work. You really have no idea how much you've taught me about the English language. Professor, you turned my girl into a woman...thank you.

Second, let me know what you think so far. I can only get better with help and suggestions. Please enjoy, part 4 will be out soon.



Chad and Susan walked across the street to the coffee shop. It was empty and Chad thought that was odd, until he saw Monica come out. "Good evening, Monica," Chad said.

"Hello Sir. How was the boat trip today?" she asked him.

"Monica, I would like to thank you for the great tip. That was the most fun I've had in a long time," he told her.

Monica turned to Susan. "You must be Susan. I have heard some nice things about you," she said.

"It's nice to meet you, Monica. I must say, the people here are very nice," she said, as she shook her hand.

"Most people come to the island to relax and enjoy life. Others come to find someone or something," Monica said.

Chad's stomach started to rumble as he interrupted her. "Speaking of finding something Monica, can you point out a nice place to have dinner?" he asked.

"I know just the place and it's just down the street from the club that you went to the other night," she said. "It has a little bit of everything and its pretty quiet, if you need some alone time." Susan blushed and looked away. "It's ok, Susan, we all must enjoy life as it comes to us - just as you and Chad have enjoyed your time here," Monica said, reassuring her.

Monica gave them the directions and they said their goodbyes. Walking hand in hand with Susan seemed to be so natural. He could get used to this. "I'm sorry if she embarrassed you back there," he said.

"No, not really, It's just that, ever since we met, it seems everyone knows what we've been doing," she replied.

"Does that bother you, about what other people are thinking?" he asked.

"Not at all. It's just that sometimes I think I have 'I just got laid' written on my forehead," she told him. "I mean, I've loved the time we've spent together. I don't think I've ever been this comfortable with a man before," Susan said, looking into his eyes.

"I have to agree with you. I'm very happy to have bumped into you. Pun intended," Chad said. They found the place Monica told them to try. It was indeed quiet and pleasant looking, so they went inside. It had enough room to have a decent crowd during the tourist season. As they waited for the host, Chad moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

"So tell me, Mr. Franklin, where have you been all my life?" Susan asked playfully.

"Oh you could say I've just been around here and there," Chad replied.

"Really? Does that mean we should go to the hospital and have you checked out?" she shot back.

"I've got to start watching what I say to you," he said, as he started to tickle her.

"Two for dinner, Sir?" the host asked, breaking the two of them up.

"Yes, that would be fine. Thank you." The host escorted them to a table, off in the back. It was out of the way, but they had the most spectacular view of the ocean Chad had ever seen. "Wow, can you believe this view?" Chad said.

"I do believe this is what Monica had in mind. She sure seems to know where all the romantic spots are," Susan replied. Chad looked over at Susan as she gazed out to the water. 

"Can I bring you something to drink from the bar?" The sudden voice of their waiter startled him, interrupting of his thoughts.

"Oh, yes. Thank you. How is your wine here?" Chad asked.

"May I suggest the Coteaux du Layon? It is a French wine with a sweet, soft texture. I believe you will find it most agreeable," the waiter offered.

"That would be fine. Thank you," Chad replied.

"My name is Patrick. If there is anything I can do for you, please don't hesitate to call on me." He turned around and returned towards the bar.

"I hope you don't mind that I took the liberty of ordering drinks for the both of us?" Chad asked Susan.

"No. That's fine. The wine sounds lovely. You really know how to treat a lady when you're out with her," she said.

"I did come here to enjoy myself."

"Are you enjoying yourself Mr. Franklin?" she asked, looking into his eyes. Chad took her hand in his and leaned over the table.

"Susan, I think you're the most incredible, energetic and passionate woman I have ever met in my life. The last few days have been so wonderful. I wouldn't know where to begin to tell you how fabulous it's been."

Susan squeezed his hand, starting to blush a little. "Thank you. I have to say I kind of feel the same way about you," she said shyly. The waiter arrived with the wine. After Chad decided on it, Patrick poured two glasses for them.

"When you're ready to order, just let me know and I'll be right over." He left Chad and Susan to enjoy the wine and decide what to eat.

"Everything looks so good. I can't make up my mind," she said, looking over the menu.

"Since you're so amazing Susan, you can order anything you want."

"What I want to eat is not on the menu," she told him. Susan looked over the menu at him, giving him a mischievous grin.

"Oh, I guess I'm a little slow."

"That's ok Chad. I like it slow; sometimes," she said.

"You're really going to make me watch what I say tonight!" he replied. Susan decided on lobster and he chose steak. While they waited for Patrick to come back, they enjoyed the wine and each other's company. They passed the time with small talk about their lives in the real world.

Patrick returned and took their order. "If you would like, Sir, I can put another bottle of wine out for you, in case you are planning on staying after dinner."

"Let's play it by ear and see what the lady would like to do tonight," he told him. Patrick smiled and went to place the order.

"So what would you like to do this evening, Miss Ross?" Chad asked.

"I do owe you for a wonderful afternoon. I also need to pay you back for the shower earlier," she replied. "Maybe after dinner we could go to that club again? I wouldn't mind drinks and dancing. Then we can go to your room, so I can return the favor," she added.

"When do you fly out tomorrow?" Chad asked.

"I'm on the 12:45 pm flight, so I have to get up early," she said.

"I'm taking the 7:00 pm flight. What would you say to changing your flight and leaving with me?" he asked.

"Let me think about it for a moment," Susan teased. "OK, I'll stay and catch the later flight if they have a seat," she said. Patrick arrived with their food and refilled their wine glasses.

"Food looks great doesn't it?" Chad said.

"I think Monica definitely knows what she's talking about, when it comes to having a good time," Susan replied.

"Oh, I think you could give Monica a run for her money on having a good time," Chad said.

"That was a good one. You're learning," she said.

"I guess your rubbing off on me a little."

"I bet you'd like to be rubbing something else," Susan said, brushing her hand up against her breast. Chad was learning, when to be quiet, at least. Chad enjoyed his steak and the view was spectacular.

Whenever Susan saw him watching her, she would slowly lick the butter from her lobster before seductively sliding it into her mouth. It was a good thing Chad had a napkin in his lap. He needed the extra coverage to hide his ever-growing erection.

They finished dinner and enjoyed the rest of the wine. "That was absolutely the best dinner I've ever had," she said.

"I have to say you're right. And I got a show with mine," he replied smiling at her.

Patrick returned to take the plates away. "I hope the dinner was to your liking, Sir."

"Yes Patrick, it was fabulous," Chad told him.

"Will you be having desert with us?" Patrick asked. Chad was tempted since the food was excellent but declined. "How about you, Miss, would you like some dessert?"

"No thank you Patrick. I think I'll save my dessert for later this evening," Susan said as she looked into Chad's eyes.

Patrick smiled, as the remark registered in his mind. "Very well, Miss. It's been a pleasure having you here with us tonight. Enjoy the rest of your stay here on the Island."

"Patrick, if the lady has any say in the matter, I will," Chad told him.

Chad paid the bill, making sure that Patrick received a very generous tip. "Shall we go?" he asked Susan.

"Yes, I think we better before I take you here on the table," she told him. As Chad helped her from her chair, she shifted a bit, leaning into his body. "It seems the wine has made me a little tipsy."

"Don't worry. If you get too tipsy, I promise not to take advantage of you," he told her.

"Oh, what a pity, I was hoping you would," she told him, pressing her body even tighter up against his. At this rate, they would both be lucky if they got any sleep tonight.

They headed out and started walking to the club. Chad put his arm around her and Susan did the same to him. When they arrived, the nightlife was in full swing as the people walked around the streets. There were quite a few couples out, so the two of them blended right in.

"Are you ok? Or are you still tipsy?" he asked.

"I'm fine. I just wanted an excuse to fall into your arms," she told him. Susan straightened up as he pulled her closer. They were about 50 yards from the club, when Chad stopped. "What's the matter?" Susan asked.

He stood in front of her and, taking her face in his hands, kissed her deeply. Chad did not usually partake in public displays of affection, but Susan had a real effect on his emotions. She slid her tongue into his mouth, fighting with his as they kissed. "Mmmmm, what was that for?" she asked when he pulled away.

"I don't know what it is, but you drive me crazy," Chad said. Susan easily slid her hands down and grabbed his ass, pulling his growing cock against her.

"I need a drink...from this," she said, grinding her hips against him. "How about you get us some other kind of drinks first, then after that, maybe you'll give me something else," Susan said. 

There was no hinting around with this woman. She knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to say it. He led Susan into the club then headed for the bar. "You get the drinks and I'll find a place to sit down," she offered.

"Salty Dog for you?" he asked.

"Yes, with Absolute in a tall glass," she replied. Chad waited for the bartender as Susan went off.

"Good evening, Sir. What can I get you?" the bartender asked.

"I'd like a Crown and Coke along with a Salty Dog with Absolute in a tall glass."

Chad looked over the dance floor as he waited. It was starting to pick up, as the nightlife filtered in. Chad paid for the drinks and went to find Susan.

He thought she might be near the dance floor. Instead, he found her in a dimly lit corner. He could just make out her smile as she watched him approach. "You picked an out of the way spot," he told her.

"It might give us some privacy, if I decide to get 'inventive' later on," she said, as she sipped her drink. "Wow, that's good!" Susan said.

"Mind if I have a taste?" he asked. Susan took another drink. Leaning over, she kissed him and forced his lips open. Chad swallowed the fluid as she forced it into his mouth.

"Man that is good," he said.

"The drink or the kiss?"

"Your delivery system," Chad told her. They enjoyed the music and the various dancers that were out tonight. Susan would occasionally rub his crotch keeping him hard all night. Not that it would be a problem with a beautiful woman as Susan. She kept Chad in a constant state of arousal.

A slow song came on. "Would you like to get a little closer this time?" he asked.

"Just lead the way, Sir," she replied. He took her hand and led the way to the floor. Chad wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight. "I want to thank you for such a wonderful time," Susan told him.

"I do believe the pleasure is all mine," he said.

"Oh, I think I had some pleasure in there as well," she replied as she rubbed up against his erection.

"You sure know how to keep a man's attention."

"I'll take that as a compliment. I think something else would like some attention," Susan said, sliding one hand down the front of his pants. Chad kissed her softly, sucking on her lips and running his tongue on them.

"You know, if you keep kissing me like that, I may not wait for the hotel," she said breathlessly.

"Sorry, it's the only way I know to kiss such a lovely woman."

"Those kisses and flattery will take you places," she said.

The song ended and he helped her back to the table, as the dance music started up again. Chad sat down beside her and she reached over to pull his mouth against hers. After a few moments, he pulled away slowly. "Would you, um, like something more to drink," Chad said as he tried to regain his composure.

"I would love another drink, but, do you think you should stand up just yet?" she asked as she looked down at his bulging pants.

"You're right. Let's flag down the waitress," he replied. The young girl took their order and walked toward the bar, but not before glancing at Chad's lap and smiling at Susan.

"I think this we should make this the last drink. We really need to fix the problem with your pants," Susan told him as she pressed her hand against his cock.

The drinks arrived and Chad paid the tab. Just as the young girl turned, Monica appeared right behind her. "Hi there, you two. I was wondering if you would show up," Monica said.

Are you out for a little nightlife yourself Monica?" Susan asked.

"I always stop by some of the clubs to see how things are. Mind if I join you for a while?" she asked them. They both agreed quickly and she sat down next to Susan.

"I must say, Monica, your ideas about things to do here are right on the money," he told her.

"Thank you very much, Chad. I'm just glad that I could be of service to you both. It makes me feel good when I get to help others with what they need, even when they don't know what that is. When do you have to return home if you don't mind me asking?" Monica asked.

"Susan is changing her flight to mine. So, we don't have to leave until tomorrow evening," he replied.

Monica took a napkin and began writing what looked like directions. "If you decide on one more outing before you leave, I suggest you try this," Monica said. Chad took the note and put it in his pocket.

"If you ladies will excuse me, nature calls. I'll be right back, so don't go away," he said. As he got up Susan could tell he still had a considerable bulge in his pants.

Once he was out of view, Monica turned to Susan, "I can see that you have developed feelings for him, Susan," Monica said.

"I don't know what it is about him? The more time I spend with him the stronger my emotions get," Susan said.

"Could it be that you're falling in love?" Monica asked.

"I've been in love before, Monica. This is like something out of a Danielle Steel novel," she said.

"Sometimes, Susan, life will show us what we need to fulfill our destiny. It is up to you to decide what must be done when life shows you a path," Monica said.

"This is all very strange. There are times when we're together that my behavior is a bit out of the ordinary for me. It's like I'm possessed and I can't stop myself," Susan said.

"You have to trust your feelings Susan. If life opens a door for you then there is a reason behind it," Monica said.

Chad returned and sat down, putting his arm around Susan's shoulder. "You two haven't been conspiring against me, have you?" he asked.

"No, just girl talk," Monica said. "I hate to leave you two, but I have to be getting back." Monica got up and they said good-bye to her.

"How about you and I calling it a night and head back to the hotel?" Chad asked.

"You're not thinking of taking advantage of a woman that has been drinking are you?" she replied.

"As a matter of fact, yes I am," he said.

"Good, I was hoping you would."

They left the club and headed down the street. As they walked arm in arm back to the hotel, Susan couldn't help but wonder if there was some truth in what Monica had said.

She had been in love before but this was different. When he would touch her body, it was as if he was caressing her soul instead.

They arrived back at the hotel. There were a few people sitting about in the lobby chatting. "I'll tell you what. Why don't you go on up to my room, while I take care of the travel arrangements for tomorrow?" he suggested.

"OK, but I have to stop by my room for something first," Susan said.

Chad went over to the front desk and began talking to the manager. "Hello, Sir, I was wondering, if could I make a few travel changes here from the hotel?" he asked.

"Yes Sir. I have a friend who works at the airport. He can make the necessary changes for you," the manager replied. As the manager talked to the airport for the appropriate changes, Chad asked the desk clerk about Monica's directions.

"This is not very far from here, Sir. It's a short cab ride to the center of the Island. If you don't mind me asking, how did you find out about this place?" he asked. 

"A woman we met here said we should visit there before leaving for home," he replied.

"Oh I see, Sir, I didn't mean to pry. It's just that, not a lot of people know of this place," he told Chad. The manager finished with the changes, giving Chad the updated itinerary. Meanwhile, he gave Chad some helpful information on just how to get to the spot after the cab ride. Chad got the room and found the door was ajar.

The living area was dark, but the hot tub lights were on, creating a soft glow in the water. He saw Susan sitting in the tub with her bare back to him. Making sure the door was locked, he slowly made his way to her. "I was starting to get worried that you met someone else," she said.

Chad slid his hands over her naked body, caressing one of her nipples as Susan laid her head back. His other hand seductively moved down to her throbbing clit. "Now why would I meet someone else, with a lady like you in my tub?" he whispered to her. Chad kissed her lips, sliding his tongue into her opening mouth.

He softly pulled her nipple and she responded by whimpering softly. You should get undressed. You're getting your shirt all wet," she said. Chad removed his wallet and shoes, dropping them on the floor. He slid into the hot tub, knelling between her legs. "What are you doing? You're getting your clothes all wet!" she said.

"I seem to be having trouble with the pants. I didn't want to wait," he told her. Seeing Chad in wet clothes, made Susan even more energized.

She reached for his zipper. "Stand up for me," she whispered. Chad moved in between her spread legs as she undid his pants and said, "Looks like someone needs a little relief down there."

"You have been teasing me all night," he told her.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Do you need me to kiss it and make it better?" she asked. Chad could only nod his head. She was such an erotic woman that at times he couldn't talk. He was now naked, except for his shirt, which was doing little to hide his throbbing erection. "Tell me what you want me to do," she said, as she slowly licked the sides of his cock.

"Would you like to give me a blowjob?" Chad asked.

"I need you to tell me exactly what you want. Don't ask me."

Chad wrapped his hands in her hair. "I want you to take my cock into your mouth and suck me!" he told her. Susan opened her mouth as Chad slowly pushed his cock inside. She continued to look up at him as his member disappeared into the back of her throat. "Is that what kind of cock sucking you like to do?" he asked her.

Susan only nodded her head, as she moaned around the invading member. He pulled his hips back, allowing just the head to remain in her mouth. Then with both hands holding her head, he slowly slid his cock in as far as he could. Susan started to gag a little, as the cock slid down her throat, but she quickly adjusted to the size.




A Trip to the Islands Ch. 03



The choking reflex startled Chad, even though the sensations racing through his cock were amazing. Not wanting to hurt her, he pulled his spit-covered cock from her mouth. Susan sucked in fresh air, as it dropped from her lips. "Are you alright? I didn't mean to hurt you!" he said.

"I'm fine. It just caught me off guard for a moment," Susan said. Susan wrapped her hand around his cock, jacking him off slowly as her tongue danced around the head. "So what did you think of that?" she asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, did you enjoy holding my head still and forcing your cock down my throat?" Susan asked him. Her eyes seemed to have a possessed look to them.

"It was a little strange at first. I've never 'used' women for just pleasure," he told her.

Susan slid her lips around his cock, lovingly sucking it, her hand wrapped tightly around it. As her lips came up her hand followed them. She was literally jacking him off into her mouth. Chad's balls started to tighten up as he approached his orgasm. "Oh God...! I'm going to cum Susan!" he cried out.

She lifted her mouth off quickly and then squeezed the base of his cock tightly. "Not yet, I still have plans for us," she told him.

'God, how much teasing can one guy take?' he thought to himself. Susan stood up and unbuttoned his shirt.

"You know, I think you're an amazing man. You're kind, loving, and most of all...I trust you," she told him as she slid the shirt down his arms. "Do you know what that means, when a woman starts to trust the man she's with?" she asked.

"I believe that you're about to tell me, aren't you?"

"No, I'm not. I'm going to show you," she said. Susan began to suck on his nipples, running her tongue around the hardening buds. She had one hand cupping his tight balls, while the other moved effortlessly up and down his cock.

"Oh wow. That's a fantastic way to make me cum," he moaned.

"Not yet," she reminded him.

Susan stopped her manipulation of his body and sat back on the edge of the hot tub. "Sit down, I'll give you a little show," she said. Chad sat down and watched as she began to twist and pull on her nipples. "Does it excite you, watching me pleasure myself?" she asked.

"Yes, very much so, God you've got a very erotic imagination," Chad replied. Susan slid one of her hands between her spread legs. He could tell she was in an overheated state by the way she moaned, when her fingers entered her body. Chad watched as she masturbated, seductively, in front of him. The simple act of self-pleasure caused his hard, agonized cock to twitch.

Susan removed her fingers from her moist pussy and then rubbed them over her pointed nipples. "Did you like watching that?" she asked, mockingly.

"You're driving me crazy!" he cried.

"If that made you crazy, this should make you insane," she told him.

Chad watched as she lifted one of her breasts up and began licking the soaked nipple. "Oh my God, that's beautiful!" Chad stopped breathing, as she wrapped her lips around it, sucking it hard into her mouth. Susan was moaning loudly now, as she continued to abuse her nipple.

When it finally popped free, the nipple was red and extended. "Did you enjoy the little show?" she asked.

"I think it's a good thing I was sitting down," he replied.

Susan moved over to him, her large breasts sliding across his face. "How about if we move this little party to the bed?" she asked.

"Like any true gentleman, ladies should go first."

"Oh, a knight in shining armor? Yes, my Lord," she said, curtsying politely. 

The bedroom was just as lavish as the living area was. There was enough closet space and dressers to satisfy two families. The king size bed was unusual and impressive. The framework consisted of cut tree trunks and large limbs. It reminded Susan of fond memories of a large wooded forest.

"Would you mind if I use the bathroom for a moment?" she asked. "No, please, make yourself comfortable," he told her. Chad turned the lights down, until there was a soft yellow glow about the room. From the small refrigerator in the corner, he pulled out a bottle of wine.

Chad poured them each a glass and set them on the nightstand next to the bed. Fluffing up the pillows, he lay down and waited for Susan's return. What he saw next, caused his hands to shake and his heart race wildly. "I wanted to slip into something a little bit more comfortable," she said, as she stood at the door.

Susan was wearing a cobalt blue teddy with matching thigh high stockings. The outfit was only snug in a few places, one of them being her breasts. It had thin spaghetti straps that held up the now straining cups, and a high French cut bottom that showed off her shapely legs.

She turned slowly to give Chad the full view, which must have been hard in the five inch spiked heels she had on. "Chad, you're forgetting to breathe again," she said. Chad sucked in a breath of air and realized that she was right.

"I'm, I'm sorry; it's just that..."

"Oh, you poor thing, I've made you trip over your tongue," she said. Chad could not stop looking at her. Not since he was eighteen, did he feel he was about to cum prematurely. Susan slowly walked over to the bed, staring down at his heavily leaking cock. "It looks like your just wasting it all," she said, as she lightly touched his cock.

"I'm sorry it's just that you're so beautiful. This has to be a dream or something," he said off handedly.

"Does this feel like a dream?" she asked. Susan lowered her mouth to his cock, pushing her lips to the base.

"Oh my fucking God. Susan, that is amazing!" Chad cried out, as he felt her throat muscles milking him. Susan lifted her mouth off, moving next to him on the bed.

"Oh my. A man with self-control. I'm impressed," she said.

"Just give me a moment to compose myself," he said, as he reached for the wine glass. As he lifted the chilled liquid to his lips, he almost spilled it, because his hands were shaking. He put the glass down without spilling any, although his hands were still shaking. "Sorry about that, I don't think I've been this sexually excited since puberty," he told her.

"Well, it's just that I've been teasing you so much tonight, that's all. Maybe we should try some softer love making for the rest of the night," she said. Chad leaned over and kissed her softly, wrapping his arms around her. Susan melted into him, as she returned his kiss. "Mmmmm, you really should register those with the police, as deadly weapons," she breathed.

"I'm glad that I finally get a chance to return the teasing tonight," he told her. They kissed again, tenderly at first and then growing in passion. Chad moved his lips down so he could nibble on her ear. He placed one hand behind her head, holding it, as he softly nibbled her ear lobe. "I think you're the most incredible woman I've ever met in my life," he whispered softly.

Susan breathed heavily, as she wrapped her leg around his waist. She tilted her head back, when he began to kiss and suckle the soft flesh of her neck. "Oh yes. That feels so nice," she said, as he held her tight and ran his tongue across the bottom of her throat. They remained like this for some time, softly kissing and teasing each other with their lips and tongues.

Chad had one leg pressed between hers, as his hand slowly caressed her shapely covered bottom. Susan began moving her pussy against his thigh. He moved his hand up her back, lightly hooking his fingers in the strap of her teddy. Pulling it down, Chad exposed the milky white flesh of her breast.

She shifted her body, to provide him access to the most erogenous part of her body, her nipples. "Please suck them. I love it so much," she whispered. Chad lifted the exposed breast slightly, as he brought his lips down to meet the throbbing nipple. He sucked as much of the flesh into his mouth as he could. Susan gasped and placed her hand on the back of his head, trying to coax more in. "Oh God, you don't know what that does for me!" she said.

It did even more for Chad, as he tasted her sex juice that she rubbed on them earlier. He toyed with the nipple for some time, lashing his tongue across it, and then sucking it deeply into his mouth. It seemed the more he abused it with his mouth, the harder Susan would grind her still covered pussy, against his leg.

Susan pulled his face up to hers, looking deeply into his eyes. "I wish I could find the words to tell you how I feel right now," she said.

"Please Susan, you don't have to say anything," he whispered.

"Make love to me, Chad. Please, make love to me," she told him, as she ran her fingers through his hair.

Chad slowly moved his hand down over her body until it was resting on the snaps to the teddy. Susan lifted her leg, as he undid the three snaps holding the bottom together. When the now soaked material was out of the way, he lightly teased her clit with his thumb. Chad knew from her whimpering she would not last much longer.

Even though he was very close to cumming too, Chad tried to hold out until she was ready. The inside of her thigh was soaked with juices that freely poured out of her over stimulated pussy. "Please Chad, stop teasing me. I really need you to be inside me," she whimpered.

Chad hooked his arm under her leg, lifting it up. She was looking into his eyes, as he slid his hard cock inside, totally filling her moist pussy. Oh my God, that's what I've wanted," she cried out. The intense foreplay and teasing all night, finally had took its toll on her body. Chad pushed his cock into her slow and deep. It didn't take long before it hit her.

"I'm going to... Oh my God I... I'm going to...NOW!" she screamed as her eyes closed tightly. Her trembling pussy was too much for Chad. He too, closed his eyes and released himself inside her.

Susan's lost control of reality as she experienced the longest orgasm of her life. When Chad shot his thick sperm inside, her body went into convulsions. Chad held her as tight as he dared trying to control her until the trembling slowed.

They stayed like that for some time, although her body was limp, he continued to hold her and run his fingers lovingly over her body. Her breathing was soft, her eyes closed as she lay with her head on his chest.

"Susan, that was the most perfect thing I have ever been a part of," he whispered to her. Susan couldn't hear him, she had drifted of to a peaceful sleep while he held her. Chad soon joined her in sleep, thinking of the wonderful woman that lay next to him.



A Trip to the Islands Ch. 04



Thanks again to the professor for such a nice job and the hot comments. For all of you that have followed the story so far keep hanging in there, the next part will be posted very soon. That will be posted as Ch 5. For those helpless romantics out there, I promise you'll love the ending. Remember to vote and leave comments to let me know what you think, enjoy 

Chad woke in the morning, looking over at the angel quietly sleeping beside him. Leaning down, he placed light kisses on her cheek. Susan rolled over facing him as she slowly began to stir. "Good morning, Bright Eyes," he said, stroking her hair.

"Mmmmm. Good morning. That's a cute nick name," she replied sleepily.

"How do you feel this morning?" he asked.

"Like I've had the best sex of my life, then passed out," she said.

"I don't know about the best sex part, but I do believe you passed out. I'll make us some coffee," he said.

"Kissing me awake, making me coffee-- if I didn't know better, Mr. Franklin, I'd say you were trying to keep me around," Susan said as she sat up.

"Service with a smile, Miss Ross," he said. Chad left to get the coffee brewing. Once he had two hot cups, he returned to the bed. "I was a little worried about you after you fell asleep," he said.

"I have to be honest with you, Chad, I haven't been with a lot of men," Susan said, running her hand over his leg.

"If you're wondering if I think badly of you, you can stop. You are a wonderful woman who is responsive when it comes to making love," he assured her.

"That's not it at all, Chad. I've never had orgasms like that with any other man. I've certainly never passed out from one," she said.

Chad leaned over and kissed her deeply. Giving into the building lust, they allowed their hands to caress each other. "We should stop before we end up in the room all day," he told her as he broke the kiss.

"You're right, but it's very hard to keep my hands off of you," Susan replied.

"I'll get you some more coffee so your hands will be busy," Chad said, sitting up. Chad stayed naked while Susan was still in her teddy, with the crotch still unsnapped. They stayed like that for a while, sitting on the bed, drinking coffee.

"I think we should take a shower. We both smell like sex," he said.

"Mmmmm. That sounds like fun," she told him, running her hand over her breast. 

"You're incorrigible," Chad said.

"And your incredible," she giggled.

Chad occupied himself with making another pot of coffee. Susan got the shower ready for them. When the coffee was going, he walked into the bathroom. "I see you started without me," he said.

"Come on in. If you're a good boy, I'll let you wash my back," she told him. Chad stepped in the shower. What he saw made him hard.

The water was splashing against her back. White soapy foam was flowing down over her large breasts. "I see you like the view," she said, glancing down at his hard cock.

"Sorry. It's just you're so beautiful I can't help but stare," he said.

"I'll have to make it special for you then," she told him, as she continued to run her hands over her body.

Chad and Susan washed each other's bodies. He didn't need a washcloth. She washed his body with hers. "You know, if we keep this up, you'll be the death of me," he told her.

"Isn't that how all men want to go?" she smiled. She continued to clean him, biting his neck and stroking his cock. Chad washed her hair as Susan pressed up against him. It was erotic for her, having a man run his fingers through her soapy hair.

"Ok, time for a rinse and we should be done," he told her.

"I still need to repay you for such a wonderful night together," she said seductively.

"The pleasure was entirely mine. Besides, I don't think after last night I have much left in there to come out," he told her.

"I suppose I'll have to give you a rain check," she said, turning around to rinse her hair. They toweled each other dry, Susan taking longer than necessary to dry his cock.

They finished getting dressed and Susan went to her room to pack a bag for the outing. Chad called the front desk to see if they could pack some food in a basket. They finished getting ready and met up in the lobby.

"Ok. I'm ready to go," she said, smiling.

"I took the liberty of getting us a picnic basket to go. I hope you don't mind?" Chad said.

"Sounds lovely, now all we need is a cab." They headed out the front door and hailed a cab. Chad handed the directions to the driver.

"Is this your first time on the island, Sir?" the driver asked.

"Yes it is. We came in a few days ago," Chad replied.

"I will get you as close as I can, but you will have to do a little hiking," the driver said, holding up the slip of paper.

"That's fine. Can you pick us up around three? I'll make sure you're taken care of," Chad told him.

About ten minutes into the ride, the driver stopped. "This is as close as I can get you, Sir. Follow the red marks on the trees the rest of the way," the driver said.

They got out and Chad paid the driver handsomely. "I'll be here at three. If you're late, don't worry. I'll wait for you till around four," the driver told him with a knowing smile. They headed off into the woods, following the red marked trees. 

"Monica said that this was a nice place. It's a bit far off the beaten path, don't you think?" she asked worriedly.

"It should be just up ahead if the directions are correct," Chad told her.

A few minutes later Susan stopped. "What's the matter?" he asked.

"I hear splashing up ahead."

"Let's keep following that sound," he told her. Soon they found what they had been looking for.

Before them was the closest thing to the Garden of Eden that was possible. There was a large clear pond with a small waterfall at one end, constantly feeding the pond. It was as if they walked into another world and they were the only ones there.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful. How could this ever be more perfect," she said softly.

"Let's find somewhere to put the blanket. We can sit back and enjoy the view," he told her.

They found a little spot and set things up. The hotel had packed a wide variety of fruit. They had mangos, strawberries, and even sliced cantaloupe. Chad made sure they put in some champagne. He bribed them into adding two long stem glasses.

"I can't figure you out yet. You can go from hard, nasty sex to the most romantic man I know," she told him.

"You could say, I'm a man of many talents," he told her, leaning over to slip a piece of fruit between her lips. He poured two glasses of champagne, handing her one while looking deep into her eyes.

"A toast. To the most beautiful girl on the island," he said.

"Do you remember me telling you about points for good behavior?" she asked.

"Yes, I remember very well."

"You're racking them right up now," she said, running her fingers across his cheek. Chad leaned over and kissed her softly. "It's a good thing I'm sitting down. Your kisses make me weak in the knees," she whispered.

"What a shame, I'm hoping to make you weak in other places," he said.

Susan laughed. He was getting quite good at one-liners. Susan lay down with her head in his lap, while she stared dreamily at the waterfall.

"This is such a beautiful place," she said.

"It's only beautiful, because you're here," he told her, stroking her hair.

Reaching into the basket Chad pulled out more fruit. He slipped small pieces of fruit into her mouth. Occasionally he teased her by pulling the fruit back, playfully running it across her lips, then kissing her.

"Ok, time to gather more points," he told her.

"What did you have in mind?" she asked. Chad moved down to her feet, seductively removing sandals.

"Close your eyes," he said softly. Chad pulled out the small bottle of baby oil that he slipped in at the hotel. Warming it by rubbing his hands together, he massaged her feet.

"Ohhh that feels so good!" she whispered. Chad slowly rubbed her feet, paying close attention to her toes. With her eyes closed, Susan appeared to be asleep.

"Don't go to sleep on me," he said jokingly.

"I'm certain you'll find a way to wake me up," she replied.

Completing the task of turning her feet to soft flesh, he reached up and unbuttoned her pants. Susan lifted her hips as he slid them off. Leaving her panties on, he applied the warm oil to her smooth legs. Chad worked his way up one leg, stopping short of her pussy.

When she thought he might touch her there, he started on the other leg. "You're such a tease," she said.

"Like you have room to talk," he replied, as he continued his massage. Finishing her legs, he had her sit up.

He slowly pulled her shirt off, then removed her bra. Susan lay down on her stomach as Chad slid his hands across her lower back. He took his time. He could see she was enjoying this by the angelic look on her face.

"Magical hands, a wonderful kisser, and lover that women dream about. Where have you been all my life?" she asked. Chad just smiled as he continued manipulating her body. Now that Susan's back was done, he helped her roll over. He softly kissed her lips as he placed a hand on her belly, rubbing in small circles.

"So how am I doing on points so far?" he asked.

"I lost count an hour ago, but you have a lot," she replied lazily.

Chad applied more oil to his hands. He started with her belly, lightly tickling her from time to time. Susan let out a disapproving whimper, as he grazed the sides of her breasts and began working the front of her shoulders.

"Patience is a good thing," he told her.

After what seemed like an eternity to her, Chad oiled his hands, stroking her rock hard nipples. Susan lifted her arms, allowing more access to her breasts. She had her eyes closed, her mouth slightly open. While massaging one of her breasts, he took a piece of fruit from the basket.

Chad rubbed the juicy slice on her bottom lip, causing her mouth to open wider. Her tongue lashed out, trying to coax it in. He allowed the fruit to slide into her mouth.

He returned his attention to her breasts slowly massaging them. Every so often, he pulled on her nipples, causing her to moan in approval. Chad moved his hands up to her face. He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her passionately. "I think I'm finished for now," he told her.

"Oh, you can't. Please finish me, I'm so close!" she cried.

"Why, Miss Ross, where's your willpower?" he said mockingly.

"Bringing a woman that close to cumming then stopping is a crime," she told him.

"Then handcuff me and take me away, Officer," he replied.

"I need to cool off before I rape you," she said, sliding her panties down her shapely hips. Chad could not get enough of seeing her naked body. The beauty that she possessed both inside and out was excruciating.

Susan walked into the water, making the view around him even more intense. "Are you just going to stare or are you going to join me?" she asked.

He stood up and undressed. Chad never considered himself a stunning example of a man. At six feet tall and two hundred pounds, he did take care of himself. The way Susan whistled and made cat calls, she thought so too. The water was so clear that he could see her entire body. "Nice of you to join me," she said.

They played for some time in the secluded pond. Chad never felt more liberated in his life. Here he was, swimming with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. They were in a spot most people only dream of going to. He didn't have a care in the world.

Susan swam back to where the blanket was and Chad closely followed. He poured them another glass of champagne. They both sipped it while gazing at each other.

"I don't want to go home. I wish we could just stay here forever," she said.

"It doesn't have to end here, Susan. I hope we can continue this after we get back to the real world," he told her.

"I'd like that very much, Chad," she said, her eyes misting a bit.

After drinking a few more glasses of champagne and eating most of the fruit, Susan stared at the waterfall. "I wonder what's behind the waterfall?" she asked.

"This place is so remote, there could be anything from buried treasure to a 64' Chevy," he said. Putting her glass down, Susan strolled back into the water.

"Where are you headed off to?" he asked.

"Come on let's find out which one," she said. Chad just shook his head.

The waterfall was not large by any standards, but swimming around one could be risky. As they swam closer to the swirling water, Chad stopped her.

"Susan, there's no way in on either side," he warned her. 

"Let's see what's down below," she replied, as she dove under the water.

"Well, I guess I've done stranger things before, why stop now?" he thought to himself. 

Chad dove down after her. The water was clear enough that he easily spotted Susan not too far away. As he got closer, he could see her pointing. He couldn't leave her, so he followed her as she swam under the churning water. When they came up, they were in a large opening behind the fall itself.

"Wow, can you believe this?" she said.

You couldn't call it a cave because it wasn't very deep. You could tell it was from years of erosion by the falls. The floor was smooth and was wet from water seeping out from the rear of the opening.

"No buried treasure," he said.

"I didn't see that Chevy under the falls either," Susan said jokingly. Susan sat down, looking out towards the flowing water. Chad sat down behind her, wrapping his arms around her. 

"Have you ever seen anything more beautiful in your life?" she said.

"Yes...I have," Chad replied, as he turned her face towards him, kissing her passionately.

Susan melted into his arms as they kissed like long-lost lovers. Chad ran one hand through her hair. The other held her waist against his body. Susan moaned when he moved his lips to her throat. "Oh God, you know how to treat a woman," she said.

Susan held him tightly against her neck. His hands roamed over her wet naked body, trying to feel every inch of her skin. Chad laid her back and moved down to lie beside her. 

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" he asked, looking into her eyes.

"When I'm around you, I feel like I am," she said.

They kissed again, exploring each other's mouth. Chad moved his hand down to her breast, palming the sensitive nipple. The more he manipulated the hard point, the more Susan moved her hips.

Moving his lips down her body, he nipped her skin until he reached the extended nipple. Susan was beyond words as she thrust her chest up. She tried to push more of the flesh into his mouth.

"Oh yes. Suck on my tits."

He did just that, increasing the suction on her twitching nipple. Susan moved her legs together trying to stimulate her overheated clit. Chad didn't want her cumming too quickly, so he slid his hand down and separated her legs.

"You shouldn't rush things. I wouldn't want you to cum before you had a chance to enjoy it," he told her, releasing the nipple from his mouth.

"Please, you teased me enough earlier. Make me cum, Chad. I can't take it much longer," she whimpered. 

Chad moved his body so he was on top of her. Supporting his weight, he placed his hard cock against her clit and began slowly moving his hips. Susan was hungry for him. She tried to move her hips up so that his cock would slip inside her. When he lowered his body onto hers, she wrapped her arms around his back.

"Damn it, Chad. Why are you teasing so much?" she cried.

"I want you to enjoy it."

"I promise I will. Now please, I really need you inside me," she begged.

Chad couldn't stand to tease her anymore. He moved his hips back until the head of his cock was just at her pussy. Susan whimpered loudly when she felt his cock slip deeper inside her. She had a feeling that only comes from making love to someone special. 

Chad took his time making love to her. He would slowly pull his cock back to where only the tip was inside of her. Then push it in quickly. Susan loved every minute of it.

"Oh my fucking God! You feel so good inside me!" she cried. He picked up the tempo of his thrusts, causing her to roll her head from side to side. Chad leaned down and whispered in her ear. 

"I know you've been waiting to cum. Go ahead, I want you to," he told her. To make sure she did, Chad reached between their bodies and twisted one of her nipples.

"Yes! Oh God, I'm...oh fucking...!" she screamed.

Before Chad realized what was going on, he felt her pussy muscles tighten. He was only human. He couldn't take the sudden tightness that surrounded his cock.

As his orgasm overtook his senses, he joined her in crying out. It was a good thing the waterfall was away from civilization. The police would have shown up for sure.

For both of them, the release of the pent up passion was extreme. Chad tried to hold her thrashing body. Susan tried to pull him deeper inside her. After what seemed like an eternity, they came back to reality.

"Oh my God. What was that?" she asked.

"I believe they call that an orgasm," he replied panting.

"No it wasn't. It was more like a life changing experience," she said, gasping for air.

Chad held her tight as he stroked her hair. Susan snuggled closely, running her hands over his taut body. "So do you think we have enough energy to swim out of here?" he asked her.

"If we don't, we're going to have to walk back," she said.

Chad and Susan slipped into the water. He was a little worried about her, cumming that hard took a lot out of her. He followed her under the waterfall, joining her on the other side. She moved up next to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Chad was an excellent swimmer and had no trouble holding her.

"That was amazing, thank you," she said as she kissed him.

"I guess I racked up some serious points today," he told her. Susan smiled and swam back towards the blanket. The both fell onto it, exhausted from the day's events.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"Almost one O'clock. We have some time to dry off and rest before heading back," he told her.

They passed the time by finishing off the rest of the champagne. Chad had his head in her lap. Susan seductively fed him pieces of fruit. Every once in while he leaned up and suckled one of her nipples into his mouth.

"Don't you ever get enough?" she said, pulling her tender nipple from him.

"I could never get enough of you," he said smiling.

Susan looked down and saw he was hard again. "We still have some time left. You've definitely earned extra points. What would you like for a treat," she said, stroking his cock.

Chad closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her soft hand. "That feels good just like that," he told her. Susan moved from under him, never letting go of his leaking cock.

"Then just lay back. Let me show you how to really tease someone," she told him.

Susan lay down next to him, nibbling on his ear. She moved her hand up and down his cock slowly. It was slick with the constant flow of pre-cum juice.

"Does this feel good? Do you like the way I milk your big cock?" she whispered. Chad didn't answer he just nodded his head.

"Oh, you like a woman who's talkative. Do you like it when I talk to you? When I say things that aren't, how shall I put this, 'lady-like'?"

Chad was breathing hard, trying desperately not to cum. "Oh baby, you shouldn't try to hold it back from me," she told him.

"Please, don't talk like that. Your hand feels wonderful. I want it to last," he said.

Susan knew what she needed to do. Chad was trying to hold back. Trying to keep her from what she wanted, his cum. She was having no part of it.

"So what do you fantasize about? Is it the thought of having my mouth on you; sucking you off?" she asked.

"Please...don't," he whimpered.

"Do you think about me on my knees, being a...slut? Begging you to fuck my mouth, begging you to...fuck my face?" she asked, emphasizing the nasty words.




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"Or are you thinking about watching me do unspeakably nasty, dirty, filthy things to my pussy, to my...cunt."

"Oh God, Susan. Please...don't," he said, hoarsely.

"Or are you like other men? Don't you want to watch your,slut...with another woman?" 

She could tell he was so close. She was impressed with his willpower. Chad's head turned away, his breathing shallow and rapid.

"Oh my, I think I found your weak spot," she said coyly. "Just think of it, two women taking turns on you with their hot mouths." Chad tried to tell her to stop, but could only whimper. 

"Wouldn't you just love it if you shot a big load of cum in her mouth? Then you could watch, as we shared your hot, sticky, thick, cum."

"I'm going to..."

Susan didn't hear the rest. She quickly moved down and engulfed his cock down to the base. She let him cum in her throat. Even after he stopped shooting, she held him in her mouth. Finally, she let his softening cock slip from her mouth. She cleaned up every drop of his cum.

"See what happens when you get too many points," she said jokingly. Chad was still having trouble breathing. He just shook his head. "If your feeling up to it, I think we should get ready to head back," she told him.

It took Chad a few moments to collect himself, but eventually they both dressed. Chad almost fell over putting his pants on. "You should have known better by now. Don't try to keep me from what I want," she said, laughing at his clumsiness.

"Ok, I learned my lesson," he replied.

They made sure not to leave a trace of someone being there. Chad wanted to leave it just as they found it for the next lucky couple to visit. They backtracked to the road where the cab dropped them off. True to his word, the driver was waiting on them.

"I hope you enjoyed the waterfall, Sir," the driver said.

"Yes, it was truly perfect," he told him. "What person in their right mind wouldn't enjoy that place," he thought.

The driver just laughed as he drove them back to the hotel. Chad looked at Susan lovingly. What she said earlier was right. He wasn't ready to go home either.



A Trip to the Islands Ch. 05



Sorry it took so long, I had to change it a bit. You will understand at the end. To those of you that have followed the story, thank you. Also a very large thank you to the Professor. You have helped me a great deal. With that being said, this last part is dedicated to you, without a doubt you are 'the one'. For everyone, I do hope you enjoy the twist at the end. Thanks and enjoy the journey.



The cab ride back was uneventful. Susan laid her head on his shoulder during the drive, while Chad held her close. They arrived at the hotel and Chad returned their empty picnic basket, still holding Susan's hand. The desk clerk smiled and asked Chad if they enjoyed the waterfall.

"If you want to start your own business, sell tickets to that place," he told him, unable to keep from turning to Susan beaming at her. She, in return, flushed bright red.

After leaving the desk and making their way through the lobby, Chad turned to Susan and said, "We have time for a shower and quick change of clothes. I'll meet up with you in an hour or so."

"So you don't want me to wash your back, or maybe your front?" she said coyly?

"If you wash my back, or anything else for that matter, I'll need a wheel chair to go home," he joked before kissing her lightly.

Chad walked Susan her room. She tried to coax him into making love again and even pouted a little when he declined. He got back to his room and started the shower. While he was undressing, he noticed his clothes had a sprinkling of sand on them. His memories of the waterfall were going to be with him for some time.

After he was clean of all the sand and the smell of sex, he got dressed. As he was packing his things, there was a knock at the door. "God, this woman has an unbelievable sex drive!" he said to himself as he went to answer the door. He opened it and was surprised. It wasn't Susan, but Monica standing there.

"Hello, Chad. Mind if I come in?" she asked. It took Chad a moment to recover from his initial shock. Monica stood there smiling at him in an amused way.

"Yes, please. Where are my manners? I thought you were Susan coming to meet me," he told her while stepping aside to let her pass. 

"May I ask what you thought of the waterfall?" Monica inquired.

"Oh my God! It's like having a heaven tucked away just for you," he replied.

"I thought you two might enjoy it. It's a place where two people can find each other, if they look hard enough," Monica said.

"Monica, I have to ask you something. I hope you won't find this too prying. It appears that you're trying very hard to make sure Susan and I spend time together. What's the catch?" he asked, raising his eyebrow a little.

"Well, since you're curious, I'll tell you. It all started when I saw you dancing the first night. It was clear that you were falling in love with her," she said.

"What are you saying, Monica?"

"I'm saying that when two people are on separate paths in life, sometimes they need a little push in the right direction," she replied. "Now, can I ask you a question?" she said. Chad nodded approvingly.

"Are you falling in love with her?" Monica asked. Her affect showed that she obviously knew the answer.

"That's kind of a personal question, don't you think?" he said, avoiding answering her. 

"Think of it as something I would like to know before you leave the island," Monica said.

"Ok, yes. I am falling in love with her. Don't ask me to explain it, but I am," he said, a little surprised by his admission.

"You haven't told her yet have you, Chad?"

"No. Not in so many words," Chad admitted.

"Sometimes when people meet, it's for a reason. They don't have to know why. They don't even have to understand it. One thing is for sure. If you love her, you need to tell her. Don't let the moment slip by you like a ghost in the night," Monica said.

"This is all very strange, Monica. Are you the Island's tour guide or a match maker?" he asked.

"Maybe a little of both, she replied with a sparkle in her eyes. "I have to get going. I hope everything turns out well for you. If you ever come back to the Islands, come find me and let me know how things turned out," she said.

When she opened the door and stepped out, she looked at Chad over her shoulder. "Remember, Chad, adventure takes us on a round-about journey. Fate shows us the way."

"I will Monica. It was a stroke of fate that I met you," Chad said. She left and Chad finished packing. 'What a strange woman,' he thought.

Chad finished packing, placing the suitcases by the hot tub. Staring at the tub, he remembered the great sex he and Susan had in the bubbles and water. Chad went around the room making sure he left nothing behind.

He noticed some laundry under the edge of the couch. He picked up the garment and noticed it was a pair of lacy panties. Since no one else had come up to his room during the weekend, he figured they belonged to Susan. Another knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"This room is turning into Grand Central Station," Chad said in an annoyed tone.

Chad opened the door to find Susan standing there. She was fidgeting and biting her lower lip. To Chad, it appeared something was bothering her.

"Susan, I thought we were going to meet in the lobby," he said. 

"I was packing and noticed a pair of my panties was missing. I was wondering if they ended up here," she told him, still biting her lip.

"I just found them under the couch. Come in and sit down while I finish checking the room," Chad said as he moved to the side.

Susan walked in and went to the couch. She sat with her hands in her lap, her eyes looking at the floor. Chad found it odd that a woman so sexually charged was acting as if she was nervous.

"Susan it looks like something is bothering you. Did I do something wrong? Has something happened?" Chad asked.

"I just wanted to be with you alone for a few moments," she said still looking down.

"I think I've come to know you fairly well, something is bothering you. Whatever it is you can tell me," Chad told her as he knelt down in front of her.

Susan looked down at Chad. She searched his eyes as if looking for the strength she seemed to lack.

"I don't know where to start, Chad. Ever since I met you at the pool, I've felt safe and happy."

"Is that what has you troubled? Susan, you don't need to feel ashamed of your feelings. You are who you are. You can't change that," Chad said as he held her hand.

"We've had a lot of fun this weekend. I don't think I will ever be more satisfied, even if I try. The truth is I trust you so much that I feel I can tell you anything. I can tell you things about me and you won't be scared off, like other men," Susan told him as she searched his eyes for a sign.

"If I was going to be scared off, I would have done it after the cove. You were really horny that day. Then again, the waterfall wasn't bad either. You have a gift for talking dirty," Chad told her.

"I know I have a high sex drive. I like teasing. I like - many things--things that might make you think badly of me. You told me in the hot tub that you don't use women," she said biting her lip again.

"I feel sex should be enjoyed by both parties. If I just take what I want, then you get nothing. That wouldn't be very fair to you," Chad said.

"What would you do if I told you...what if I said I...I mean it would be ok if..." Susan couldn't find the words to tell him.

"Susan you're not making any sense. Now tell me what's on your mind," Chad said, maybe a little more forcibly than he needed to.

Susan looked as if she might start to cry. "What if I told you that I want you to do that? That it would be ok to use me. I feel like I'm living in a shell. I trust you. It's required for the first step. The first step in releasing ..." she blurted out.

Chad stared at her, not knowing how to respond to this declaration of truth. Susan sat there looking at him wondering if he would turn and run away. Was he the one who she searched for all these years? Chad stared at her, not knowing how to respond

He wasn't stupid. He knew that some women have two sides. One, was the out going, normal, everyday woman that went about her day like any other. The other was one that needed to submit to a dominant person, to relinquish control of their lives to someone they trusted. 

Chad stood up and went over to his suitcase. Susan lowered her head and began softly crying. She tried to tell him, but the results came out the same as the others. With all her hopes of finding the right one gone, she stood up. She needed to leave this embarrassing moment behind her, to return to the shell until 'the one' would come and set her free. Chad noticed her trying to leave. 

"Where are you going, Susan?" Chad asked in a tone that even surprised him.

Susan jumped at the firmness in his voice. Was there a possibility he might be the one? Could this really be the end of the searching? Chad sensed her hesitancy.

"I asked you a question, Susan," Chad said firmly.

"I-I w-was just about to..." she stammered.

Chad closed the distance between them, coming to standing in front of her and towering over her. Susan instinctively lowered her eyes and shrank back, letting him know that she accepted his dominance. "I did not give you permission to leave, Susan." Susan nodded submissively.

"I think I understand what you've been trying to tell me. What I don't understand is why me?" he asked her.

Susan kept her eyes down. She wanted desperately to answer but he didn't give permission.

"You may speak to answer the question," he told her.

"The reason is...trust. I told you before that a woman would do almost anything when she trusts someone. I have waited a very long time to find a man who wouldn't think I was a freak. A man that I can feel safe with, that I can give myself to. I know this is all strange to you, Chad. I needed to tell you how I felt. I needed to find answers to my questions," Susan said.

Susan looked up to see if Chad had a glimmer of understanding. In some strange way, she felt as if her future depended on it. For the two new lovebirds, it was a quiet moment as time and space stopped. It waited on Chad. It waited for an answer.

"First, let me say this. I don't really know how to do this. I may not be that person you seek. I could never really be mean to you or hurt you. Can you understand that, Susan?" Chad asked. 

"I trust you Chad. I know you would never do anything to hurt me badly. If you are afraid of all this, then you should say so now before we go any further."

Chad looked at his watch. There was still some time left before he had to check out. He thought about all the things that have happened this weekend. He thought about Monica's talk about roads, paths that life shows us, fate finding away.

"Susan, listen to me. If at any time you feel you're in danger, if you feel pain. I want you to say the word 'orange.' Do you understand?" Chad said.

"Yes."

"Yes what?" Chad asked.

"Yes, Sir. I understand what to say," Susan replied, looking down again. Chad couldn't see her. She was smiling.

"Get down on your knees in front of me," he ordered. Susan dropped down quickly. Pull out my cock so you can see it." Susan quickly opened his pants and slid them to his ankles. When she pulled his briefs down, she let out a gasp. Chad's cock was hard as a rock.

"It appears that you like what you see. Since you made it this way, you should take care of it. Do you think it should be your job to take care of it?" Chad asked.

"Yes," Susan breathed.

"Yes?" Chad asked sternly.

"Yes, Sir," Susan quickly corrected.

"For a woman who said she enjoys this, you sure have a short memory. Um - I mean you have a short fucking memory...bitch," Chad told her as he stumbled with the right words. Susan pussy twitched when she heard the word.

"Forgive me. Yes, Sir. It should be my job to care of it. Will you allow me to give you relief...Sir?"

"Take my cock into your mouth and show me how much I mean to you," Chad told her in a husky voice. 

Susan placed the tip of his cock between her lips, running her tongue around the large leaking head. When she applied suction, Chad's breath caught in his throat. He didn't know how he was going to stay in control with her talented mouth. 

Susan lowered her head, taking half of his cock into her mouth. After sliding her tongue on the vein, she allowed the meat to slide free until just the head remained.

"You call that cock sucking? If you can't suck my cock like a wanton whore the deal is off...Slut." Chad said in a warning tone of voice.

Susan slurped up and down his cock energetically. She knew Chad was trying his best. Could she teach him what he needed to know? What she needed him to do? Even though Chad was not outwardly dominant, he could still be forceful when necessary.

"If you can't suck my cock like you're supposed to, then I'll just have to do it myself," Chad said. 

Chad grabbed the sides of her head. Twisting his fingers in Susan's hair, he pulled hard. His cock slid deeply into her throat and he heard her gag. He repeated this a few more times. Each time yielded the same result. He pulled her mouth off his cock and let Susan suck air into her lungs. He felt that it was too much and she would say 'orange.' Yet she didn't.

"Thank you for showing me how to suck cock...Sir. Please let me try again," she said as she continued to catch her breath.

"I like doing it myself. Maybe just a few more lessons and you'll have it for sure," he told her as he placed the head between her lips again not allowing her to prepare herself.

Chad pumped half of his cock in Susan's mouth. When he thought she was ready, he tightened his grip and pulled her lips down to the base. The sensations he felt as her throat tightened around his cock made him weak. Repeatedly he let her up for air, then, forced his cock down her windpipe again.

Chad felt a strange feeling come over him as he face fucked Susan's face. He couldn't describe it really. It was as if the world suddenly stopped. He lifted her face up and held her there, looking into her eyes. Even though they swelled with tears, she seemed at peace with herself. 

"Well did you learn anything, bitch?" Chad asked as he released his grasp.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you for teaching me," Susan replied, wiping saliva from her mouth with the back of her hand.

"That's a very nice dress you have on for the flight home. You weren't thinking about coaxing me into joining the mile high club, were you?" he asked.

"Yes, Sir I was going to get you to fuck me in the restroom. I wanted you to fuck me like I need to be fucked...Sir," Susan said as she jacked him off.

Chad backed away and stepped out of his pants. Susan was still kneeling on the floor, waiting for his next order.

"Get up and strip for me. If you don't do it to my liking, I may just have to put it in your ass as punishment." Chad told her as he stroked his very wet cock.

Susan felt like her body was on fire. She stood up and started removing her clothes, caressing her body as she went. When she was down to her panties Chad stopped her. Susan stood there, her arms at her side. The way Chad was stroking his cock she felt sure she was had met his approval. She felt her pussy juice sliding down her legs.

"Leave your panties on for now. I like the way they look on you," he said. "Now get down on your hands and knees with your head on the couch. I think it's time you get fucked like you've be wanting," Chad said with an evil tone.

Susan was screaming inside as she got into position. She knew Chad would have no problem shoving his whole cock inside her pussy. No, it wasn't her pussy now. It belonged to Chad. It was his pussy...his...cunt. He could do whatever he wanted to her. She would not say deny him. She heard Chad come up behind her and trembled with excitement. She felt his foot slid between her legs, forcing them farther apart.

"Look at you, Slut. You're dripping wet with pussy juice. Did you already cum, you Slut?" Chad asked. He really didn't need to. He already knew the answer.

"I'm sorry Sir. My pussy...I mean your cunt, has been cumming since you throat fucked me," Susan apologized. She was hoping that admitting to her orgasms would bring about the reaction she wanted. There was still a possibility that he wasn't the one.

"I don't remember giving you permission to cum. Do you remember getting fucking permission to cum before me?" Chad asked as he ran his foot up to her cunt.

When his foot contacted her covered clit, she couldn't help herself. Susan let out a low moan, hoping he would press harder. "No, no, Sir. Your slut did not get permission...oh God...to fucking cum," She moaned. Susan knew what ever happened from here she would not cum. Not until her...owner, gave permission.

Chad moved in behind her placing the tip of his cock against her panty-covered pussy lips. He leaned over her and whispered in her ear. "Listen closely and pay attention. No matter what I do from here on out, you are not to cum until I give you permission. Is that anyway unclear to you...whore?" he asked.

"Yes, I understand," she said purposely. Chad pulled his cock away from her pussy.

"I didn't hear that last part correctly. What did you just fucking say?" he asked.

"I mean, yes Sir. I understand that I'm not allowed to cum," Susan said, her voice full of disappointment.

Breaking out of character for just a moment, he kissed her neck lightly. "I'm still new to this Susan. How am I doing so far?" Chad asked her.

"Oh my God Chad, I feel like I'm pissing myself. You can be rougher if you want, I can take more than you think. Keep going...please," Susan pleaded.

Chad kissed her on the neck again to reassure her. He placed the tip of his cock back against her panties. It seems that I won't be able to fuck you. You still have your panties on. Let's see what we can do about that.

Chad traced his fingers down one side. What he discovered intrigued him. There was a slight tear in one edge. It was smooth on the edges. That kind of cut could only come from a pair of scissors. Had Susan preplanned this game of submission? Did she do this on purpose, hoping that he'd rip them off her?

Chad grabbed the small tear. In one forceful motion, he ripped panties open. Susan moaned as she felt the garment tear into pieces. The only thing that would make it better she thought is if he had her tied up.

"Now that your fucking panties are out of the way, I see you've been cumming a lot," Chad said. What Susan had said earlier was correct. It did look like she was pissing herself. Chad ran his hands over her ass, pushing the torn material up. He noticed another small tear at the waistband. They were useless as underwear now, so he finished the damage. 

Chad grabbed the torn material and ripped it in small amounts. Each time he tore it open more, Susan's pussy gushed. With her panties torn completely open, Chad pulled them off and placed them on the couch. When Susan saw the shredded underwear she almost came, but she held off. Chad hadn't given permission.

Chad grabbed her hip with one hand and placed his cock head against her flooded pussy. Susan's legs started to tremble with nervous anticipation. Was he the one? Could she finally speak aloud the name? The name she desperately wanted to scream out in pleasure.

He reached up with his now unoccupied hand, grabbing Susan hair. Chap pulled Susan's head up, using her hair like a set of horse reins. "You have a talent of talking like a cheap whore. I found that out at the waterfall today. If you please me enough, I will consider letting you cum. If you do a shitty job of it, you will force me to punish you. Do you understand...Slut?"

"Yes, Sir. I will make it very good for you, Sir," Susan cried out. Even though her neck hurt in this position, it wasn't enough to say the safe word.




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"You can start anytime you fucking want to. Or are you just going to make wait, Slut?" Chad demanded.

"Oh please, Sir. Fuck me like a bitch in heat. I'll do anything you want me to. I'll never say no to anything you want, anything you order me to do. No matter how fucking perverse..." 

Before she could finish Chad shoved his entire cock inside her pussy with one stroke. Susan would have finished the statement but she couldn't breath. If he told her to cum right now, she would squirt all over his full balls. She would cum even more if he told her to lick his cock clean. Susan felt a twinge of pain when Chad's cock hit her cervix.

'Jesus fucking Christ. Please tell me to cum, please,' Susan thought.

Chad pounded her pussy relentlessly. "I'm sorry, Slut. You...oh fuck ...Were you saying something?" Chad asked as he released her hair, letting her head drop down on the couch.

Susan had to remember what she was saying. Her mind, along with her willpower, was spinning out of control. "Fuck me, Sir! Fuck my slutty cunt! I'll fucking do any thing you order me to. I'll get one of my friends to come over to your house. You can fuck her while I rub my fucking cunt. I'll do everything you say. Oh my fucking God! Please, Sir, I need to cum so fucking bad," Susan cried out.

"I thought...you were...good....fuck I'm close...at talking dirty," Chad told her. "A real slut would say...damn...anything to...get her owner...fuck...off," Chad said as he tried to speak. 

Susan was now openly crying at the need for release. That one word, owner, put her on a path she could not turn back from. Chad could tell she was going to cum, even without permission. He needed to find out it she was telling the truth. That she could take more he thought. Chad pulled his cock out of her abused hole.

"Nooo. Oh my God, Chad! I mean, Sir. Put it back in my cunt! I promise to make it better. Tell me what you want me to say and I'll say it! Oh God don't leave me empty like this!" Susan pleaded with him.

"Did I or did I not, tell you that you will be punished for doing a shitty job?" Chad asked.

"You did warn me, Sir. I can do better. Please just give me another chance...please," Susan pleaded. She knew she had to push him to punish her. She needed to find out.

Chad placed his cock at the entrance of her ass. He pushed in until the head slipped past the ring. He had ass fucked a few women before, so he was no novice. The tightness was incredible. Susan relaxed as she felt the head enter. She bit her lip and prepared for her punishment. In her heart, she knew. Finally, she met the one man she could say it to. She was his if he wanted her.

"You're right, Sir. I need punished. I need to be taught a lesson for doing such a bad job of talking dirty. Fuck my ass! Train me to be a good fucking whore for my ma..." Susan said. She almost got the word out of her mouth but Chad shoved half his cock into her bowels.

"Oh my fucking God Susan! I'm in your ass! I'm fucking your ass" Chad cried out. The only way to get him to cum quickly was to say the filthiest things she could think of.

"That's right, Sir. You're fucking you're whore's ass. Don't just give me half of it. Shove it all the way up my tight fucking shit hole. Punish my ass for being a bad slut! Fuck me like a God damned animal!" Susan gasped, egging him on.

"Oh God I can't hold it any longer! Rub your cunt off. Rub your cunt until you fucking cum all over my nuts. You can cum now...you fucking...whore! Chad said as he tried to hold on a little longer.

The second Susan touched her clit she exploded into the largest orgasm of her life. The joy of finding him was too great to hold in, so she didn't.

"Thank you. Oh my God. Thank you...Master," Susan screamed at the top of her lungs.

While Chad shot off deep inside her ass, he grabbed the torn panties, and stuffing them in her screaming mouth. This wasn't the waterfall and the cops would surely come up. As their orgasms subsided, Chad and Susan began to breathe normally. He had collapsed on top of her, giving her small kisses on her cheek.

"Why don't we get cleaned up so we don't smell like we just had the best fuck of our lives?" Chad asked.

"I wish I could find the words Chad. I wish I could use my voice to tell you what my heart is feeling. I wish I could tell you how long I've waited to say that one word," she quietly said.

"I don't have the words either, Susan. All I can say is I...I have this warm glow in my heart that I have never felt before." He combed her soft hair with his fingers.

They took a quick shower together. After that mind numbing session, neither one had the strength for a repeat performance. Chad picked his clothes up off the floor and dressed. Susan didn't have any panties left so she pulled the ones from his pocket. She reached over and picked up the torn ones on the couch, handing them to Chad.

"You should keep these as a reminder of our weekend together on the Island," she said.

"I don't think I'll need reminded. It's burned into my memory," Chad said laughing.

Chad and Susan went to the lobby. As he paid the bill, the desk clerk gave him a knowing smile. Maybe someone did call the police. He thought it best to get out of there before they showed up. They caught a cab, asking the driver to take them to the airport. Strangely, Susan was quiet most of the way there, occasionally making a comment about the scenery.

They went up to the ticket counter together. "I believe you have a reservation for Franklin," he told the agent.

"Yes, Sir I do, two passengers on flight 317 nonstop to Norfolk Virginia. The flight is behind schedule coming in. You still have some time, Sir." Chad paid for the tickets, even though Susan tried to help him.

"Please, it's my treat for being such a wonderful vacation companion," he said.

Susan looked at her ticket, "Chad, there must be some mistake. This is a first class ticket," Susan said, confused.

"No mistake about it. That's what I changed it to," he said. Susan just stared at him, her emotions torn between shock and total contentment. "Come on, lets get a drink while we wait," he said, coaxing her back to reality.

They headed for the airport bar with Chad holding her hand. It felt like the most natural thing in the world to be close to her. As they walked to the bar, he couldn't get Monica's words out of his head. 

They reached the bar, sitting down in a corner table. A server came up, Chad ordered her a Salty Dog while he had a Crown Royal on the rocks. Chad looked at what was once a very vocal woman.

"You've been kind of quiet since we left the hotel," he said.

"Sorry, I guess I'm a little preoccupied," she replied. He was going to speak, when the drinks arrived. It was good timing because he was going to tell her more of Monica's discussion.

"So, what has you all preoccupied?" he asked.

"Well, it's about Monica."

"That's strange, I was thinking the same thing," he told her.

"Monica said something about roads last night at the bar. I didn't think much of it at the time," she told him. 

"Susan just before you came up, Monica came to see me. She was telling me about paths and fate finding a way. Don't you find it a little odd that she had the same discussion with you the night before? Why would say something like that, she doesn't even know us? The first time I met her was at the coffee shop that morning," he said.

"She did say the island has an effect on all of us," she offered. Chad's heart was racing. He never felt this way before. He'd been with a few women in his life, but nothing like this. Taking her hand in his, he leaned over and kissed her.

"I can't begin to tell you how much I've enjoyed the time I've spent with you. I wish I could say it better, but I can't find the words," he said.

"I can't either. I've never known a more passionate man in my life. I wish it didn't have to end," she said hopefully.

"It doesn't have to, if we don't want it to. I want to keep seeing you. That is, if you want to?" he said.

"I want that very much. Listen to us, we sound like a couple of silly teenagers," she said jokingly. Chad's emotions were in overdrive as he fought with his feelings. He took another sip of the drink, trying to control himself. It didn't seem to be working.

"Oh to hell with this, Monica's right. I should just say it," he muttered.

"What is it? Did I say something wrong?" she asked worriedly. Susan looked on as he fidgeted in his chair.

"This might sound stupid. Forgive me if I say something out of line," he said quickly. Chad looked into her eyes, the same beautiful eyes that drew him in at the beginning.

"I've fallen in love with you," he said. Chad started to hyperventilate. His chest was tight. He felt like he would die this instant. Susan gaped at him with her mouth slightly open. She was trying to speak but nothing was coming out. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that," Chad said, looking away from her.

Susan touched the side of his face, turning him towards her. Her eyes were starting to tear up as she looked at him. "You have nothing to be sorry about, Chad. My feelings have been on a roller coaster ride since we meet," she said. "Now that I know how you feel, it makes it easier. I'm not falling in love with you. I am in love with you."

They kissed each other deeply. All the emotions that they had been keeping inside were unleashed, as everyone in the bar looked on. "I never realized until now how much I wanted to say that," he told her.

"I feel the same way. It's like someone has taken a huge weight off my heart," she replied, holding his face in her hands.

"We are now boarding, all First Class passengers on flight 317 nonstop to Norfolk Virginia at Gate C7," the Flight Attendant announced.

"Well, that's our flight. Are you ready to go?" he said.

"Yes, take me home Chad," she replied. They made their way to the line for boarding, holding each other tightly. "I'll get us some champagne for the flight home," Chad said.

"Are you trying to seduce me, Mr. Franklin?" Susan asked, pulling him even closer.

"You started it by leaving your panties in my room," Chad told her

"Now that you mention it, there's something strange I wanted to ask you," Susan said quickly. She had forgotten to ask him about the panties.

"Ask away Susan," Chad said.

"The pair of panties in your room, those are my favorite pair. Hell, I wouldn't have any on if you didn't have them," Susan told him.

"What's so strange about that?" He asked.

"How did you get them out of my room?" Susan asked.

"I don't understand Susan. I didn't get them out of your room. You must have left them when were in the room this weekend," Chad told her

"Now I'm the one doesn't understand. I didn't wear them this weekend. I never took them out of my suitcase. If I never used them and you didn't get them, how could they end up in your room?" Susan wondered.

"I have no idea. If I had to take a guess, I'd say Monica was behind it somehow. Maybe she knew you'd be up to see me. The fact is you came up and here you are, with panties," Chad said.

"I'd like to ask you something, Susan. Are you still thinking about that mile high club fuck in the restroom?" Chad said. 

As a matter of fact, I am," she told him.

They boarded the plane. Chad started to wonder how exciting his life was going to be from here on out. He had met what could possibly turn out to be...his soul mate.

Epilogue

The plane pulled into the gate, on the lush Islands. It was quickly gaining notoriety as the place to go for paradise. The doors opened and the passengers started to depart. The couple had stepped out and entered the terminal. It was one year, to the day, since they were last here. They were a bit tired and it had been a long day.

The wedding was simple, just the way they wanted it. Maybe they had a bit too much champagne at the reception, but they'd have a week on the island to recover. "God, it's just as beautiful as I remember, Sweetheart," Susan said.

"Yes it is. Still not as lovely as you, but yes," Chad replied. Mr. and Mrs. Franklin went to collect the luggage. Chad couldn't think of a better place to go on their honeymoon than here.

One year ago, he met the most loving and caring women in the world. Susan was everything he ever wanted in a woman. She was his soul mate and his friend. "I'll get us a cab, Bright Eyes," he said. She loved it when he called her that. It made her feel special. As if he was the only man left in the world and he chose her to be with for the rest of his life.

They chatted about the last time they were here. Laughing and giggling like teenagers, as they headed to the hotel. Chad had made sure that they were in room 1201 again. He found the woman of his dreams in this room-- well, in the pool, but the room helped. "Mr. and Mrs. Franklin checking in," he told the clerk. Susan liked hearing that. It just sounded so right.

They walked into the room. It was just as they had remembered from a year ago. "Remember that hot tub, my love," she said.

"I think I'll go to my grave remembering that. Lets unpack and we can go shopping down the street," he told her.

"Now there's something we didn't do last time," she said, rubbing the front of his pants. They walked out the lobby of the hotel. The street was busy as people and cabs went by.

"This place sure has become busy since last time," Chad said.

"I just hope they haven't turned the waterfall into a public swimming pool. I was really hoping to spend a whole day there," she replied. "Why, Susan Franklin, you're not trying to collect life insurance already, are you?" he said jokingly.

"Look over across the street, Chad. Isn't that the little coffee shop that Monica works at?" she asked.

"That it is. Maybe we should go over and surprise her with the news?" Chad replied.

They walked across the street and sat down at an outside table. There were a few couples enjoying the day as they sipped their drinks. "Can I get you something, Sir?" the server asked.

"We would really like two coffees with cream and sugar please." The server left to get the drinks. Susan looked around to see if Monica was working. She had more to do with them getting together than anyone. She was looking forward to the "I told you so" comment that was sure to come. The server returned with the coffee.

"Excuse me, Miss. Do you happen to know if Monica is working today?" Susan asked. The server gave her a puzzled look and then walked off.

"Guess she's new. Maybe she doesn't know Monica," he said. A few minutes later, an elderly man walked up to Chad and Susan's table.

"Excuse me, Sir. May I have a moment of your time? I don't mean to be rude, but you were asking about Monica?" the man asked.

"Yes, we were. This is my wife, Susan. We met here one year ago to the day and now, we're on our honeymoon," Chad said.

"Congratulations, but why would you ask for Monica?" the man asked.

"Well, we met Monica here last year. She was the one who rather steered us to one another. I thought she might like to know how everything turned out," Chad said. The old man seemed to be as puzzled as the server was.

"Sir, I mean no disrespect to you or your wife. I think you are mistaken about Monica," he said.

"Well I know her name was Monica. My wife and I were pretty sure she worked here," he replied.

The old man reached into his pocket, pulling out his wallet. This was becoming very confusing for both Chad and Susan. The old man pulled a picture of a girl from inside. It was old and torn a bit.

"Is this girl that you are talking about?" he said, as he showed the picture to them.

They both shook their heads. "Yes, that's the girl we knew," Chad told him.

"It is impossible that she helped you as you have said, Sir. This is my daughter. Her name is Monica, but she could not be the one you seek. She died three years ago. So you see, it could not be her," the old man said.

"I'm sorry for your loss, Sir. But, if you don't mind me asking, how did it happen?"

"Nobody is quite sure how it happened. I guess it depends on whom you ask. I believe it happened when she met a man here on the Island, and fell in love with him," the old man said.

Chad and Susan leaned forward, staring at him in both disbelief and interest. "She was just twenty-one when she met him. She would walk around the house in a daze. You could tell she was always thinking of him. She was falling in love.

At times, I would ask her if she was in love with him, but she would always say, 'I'm not sure' or something like that. They were going out dancing and such, almost everyday. She always loved to go to some waterfall that she said she had found. I always thought it was just her talking silly," he said.

"Then, one day, she said she was going for a boat ride with him. There used to be an elderly man that rented out boats on the other side of the island. Anyway, they went out there, but after they went to a cove, a storm started to come ashore.

They did make it back before it got too bad, but he sent her home while he helped the old man with his boats; she never saw him again after that. The storm had destroyed the pier and no one ever found her boyfriend or the old man."

He paused for a moment. It seemed that he was having difficulty with reliving the past. "I'm sorry Sir, you don't need to go on," Susan told him.

"I'm ok, it helps to talk about her," Monica's father said. "She went out everyday, looking for him. She would come home at night and go to her room to be alone. After a few months, she stopped looking for him. She stopped looking...and living."

"I tried to comfort her, but it was no use. She kept telling me that it was her fault. She believed that he died that day because she never told him how she felt. She never told him she loved him. She passed away not long after that. The doctors say it was a blood clot, but the people that knew her, say something else. They say she died of a broken heart."

"Myself, I believe that she wanted to be with him so much, that she just stopped living," the old man said. Susan sat silently, listening to the story. She thought about telling him about the things they had seen a year ago. Would it have made the old man feel better to know that she helped them?

"Well, that's how it all happened," the old man said. "I can take comfort in the fact that she is in a better place. If what you say is true about seeing her, then maybe she had a purpose for it. I have to get back to work now, please enjoy your honeymoon. If you happen to see her again, tell her that her father still loves her; very much." The elderly man left them in silence.

Chad looked at Susan. "That was Monica, wasn't it?" he said.

"Yes, that was her all right," she replied.

"We both couldn't have imagined the same person, could we?" he asked in disbelief. Susan didn't answer. She knew what had happened. Monica said it herself, "Sometimes life will show us what we need, to fulfill our destiny. It is up to us to decide what must be done, when life shows us a path."

Chad reached over and held Susan's hand. "I don't think we could have imagined the same girl, could we?" he asked.

"I think that she wanted to make sure that other people didn't make the mistake she did. Maybe it wasn't as much as you and I getting married, but just telling each other how we felt towards each other a year ago," Susan said.

Chad looked into her eyes. "I will never go a day without telling you how much you mean to me. I love you more and more each day I'm with you," he told her.

"I love you so much, Chad."

"I love you too, Bright Eyes." They stared into each other's eyes, wondering if they would ever see Monica again. If not, then maybe she already knows how everything turned out.

Thanks for following the story. Please don't forget to vote. Leave me a comment to let me know what you thought of the twist about, Monica. This is the end of A Trip to the Islands, but if you would like to see what happens to Chad and Susan when they get home. Please read Secrets of the Forest Nymph. Susan has even more secrets from Chad.



A Trip to the Lake



Editing by Angel Love

"The lake's up. There won't be much beach area left on the island this weekend," Gary stated into his cell phone. 

Eric listened, then smiled. "Yeah, but that's good. Everybody will be pushed onto less space, thus more skin per square foot!"

Gary chuckled, "Hey, you're right. We can take our gals, raft up, have a drink, and feast our eyes on all the womanly flesh without having to leave the swim platform."

Gary and Eric had been close friends since high school and both enjoyed boating on a nearby lake. After high school, they attended different universities, but they returned home and picked up their friendship. Gary, by nature an introvert, was now a C.P.A. working in a large regional firm. Eric was outgoing and impulsive. He now sold a line of hospital supplies for a medical distributor when he wasn't chasing skirts.

Gary was in a two-year long relationship with Cindy. Eric tended to carom from one girlfriend to the next on a fairly regular basis. This month, Eric was squiring Marilyn, a tall, slender R.N. he'd met at the medical center.

Cindy was happy-go-lucky. Her personality balanced well with Gary. Gary laughingly told Eric and others, "If it wasn't for Cindy, I'd probably be a social hermit."

Cindy had a vivacious attitude. She also had a contagious penchant for touching and hugging. Eric always enjoyed the feel of Cindy's large, soft breasts pressing against him each time she gave him a playful hug. Eric often wondered how Cindy would be in the sack, but he'd never pursued her because she was Gary's girl.

Secretly, Gary had fantasized about several of Eric's girlfriends, but he was much to shy and reserved to actually make a play for any of them. Gary had even seen two of Eric's girlfriends naked. 

Once, he'd dropped by Eric's house and found him and Tricia sunning naked in the backyard. Eric had invited him to strip and join them, but he was too nervous and retreated as Eric taunted him.

Another time, Gary went out on Eric's boat for a moonlight cruise with Eric and Daphne. Several drinks later, Eric dared Daphne to do a strip tease for them and she surprised them both by slipping off her suit and parading around nude the rest of the cruise. Daphne was wild. She pulled Eric's cock out of his trunks right in front of Gary and sucked him briefly. Eric then took her below and fucked her. Gary could hear her moaning and groaning with pleasure and he rubbed his own cock in frustration.

Daphne grabbed Gary's cock and asked Eric if she could at least suck it. Eric readily agreed, but Gary moved away, saying he didn't feel right about playing around with her. Later, as he lay in his own cabin, Gary cursed himself for being such a tight ass and passing up an opportunity to enjoy Daphne's blowjob. He knew, though, that if he had succumbed, Eric would want to get cozy with Cindy. "Would I really want to share Cindy with Eric?" Gary mused as he stroked his stiff cock that night after the moonlight cruise.

He could tell that Eric lusted after Cindy from the way he held her that extra moment whenever he had an opportunity. Gary continued to harbor a fantasy in which he and Eric both fondled Cindy and took turns fucking her. He used that fantasy many times to accompany his jack-off sessions. 

Gary and Cindy arrived at the lake late on Friday afternoon and lugged the weekend supplies down the dock to Gary's Sea Ray cruiser, logically named "Bean Counter." Cindy put the fresh food in the galley's refrigerator, then pulled a T-shirt and shorts from her bag. Gary sat at the small table and watched her remove her business attire and bra. She put her shorts on over her pink bikini panties and turned to Gary, briefly exposing her pendulous breasts and large pink nipples to his gaze. Cindy had sandy brown hair and a spattering of freckles across her chest that helped to accent her natural breasts.

"Ah, it feels so good to get out of my work clothes and into something comfortable at last," she said as the T-shirt slid down to cover her chest and tummy.

Gary smiled, "I can see where your nipples put dents in your shirt, Cindy. Are you aware of that?"

"Oh, who cares?" Cindy replied. "We're all friends up here. It feels so good to let my puppies out to play."

"You're a shameless hussy," Gary chided unconvincingly, "but I love you anyway."

Cindy quickly changed the subject. "Open a bottle of that good cabernet we bought and let's get jiggy."

Dutifully, Gary found the corkscrew and opened the wine, pouring two glasses. After a sip, he decided to change into his usual dockside attire, denim shorts and a Jimmy Buffett T-shirt. He liked to look the part of a casual dock rat on the weekends. It fulfilled another of his fantasies.

Cindy watched him slip out of his slacks and white briefs. "What, no underwear, sport?" she teased.

"I like to give my boys some air too," Gary retorted with a sly smirk. "Shorts are enough, I think."

Cindy took another sip of wine and smiled. "I like the look. I can see the outline of your dick better."

"Can you really see that?" Gary asked with alarm.

Cindy laughed out loud and her nipples seemed to become more visible. "No, silly, I was just screwing with you. Besides, you have such a nice dick, you might as well flaunt it."

Gary could never tell when Cindy was kidding and when she was serious. Instinctively, he looked down but he couldn't see any distinct outline in the front of his shorts. "She's kidding this time," he decided.

Gary and Cindy were halfway through with their second glass of wine when Eric and Marilyn noisily made their way down the dock. Eric's slip was across the narrow dock and over one space from Gary's slip.

"Hello lovebirds!" Eric called out in his typical greeting. "Great weather for the lake."

The newcomers busied themselves unpacking supplies, including a case of beer and a case of champagne. A few minutes later, they reappeared on the deck of Eric's Sea Ray, "Fun Seeker II," with glasses in hand. Eric carried a bottle of bubbly and wandered over to Gary's dockside table. 

"Here, join me in a champagne toast to the big sale I made yesterday!" Eric poured the bubbly liquid into their empty glasses, then filled his.

"To me and my incredible sales talent," Eric unabashedly stated and the three of them clicked glasses.

"Congratulations, Eric," Cindy gushed. "You're a legend in your own mind," she added with a chuckle.

Eric laughed, "When you've got it, flaunt it, right Gary?"

"I guess so," Gary reluctantly agreed. "Sounds like you did good."

Eric topped each glass. "Yep. I'm thinking that I may need a bigger boat. That's the best way to spend the commissions I'll be earning on my new account."

Marilyn emerged from Eric's cabin in a very brief halter top and low-rider shorts. "Hey, why not spend some of your new riches on me, big boy?"

Eric chuckled at Marilyn. "I plan to do just that, babe. I'm going to buy you a smaller thong swimsuit, one you can see through when it's wet."

"You perverted pig," Marilyn countered with a wry smile. She turned to Cindy. "All he ever thinks about is sex, sex, sex. That's why I like him, I guess," she added quietly.

Eric opened a second bottle of champagne and poured. Gary eyed Marilyn's brief outfit and unconsciously visualized her sitting naked before him. Her lack of cleavage indicated that she had small, perky breasts. Her tight shorts revealed the shape of a small, well-shaped ass. "Does she trim her dark bush, or does she shave it smooth?" he mused as he surveyed her.

Eric was chatting with Cindy as Gary's mind wandered. Gary returned to the present when he heard Eric exclaim, "Hey, Cindy, did you know that champagne makes a girl's nipples hard?"

"Huh?" Cindy sputtered. She saw Eric stare at her ample chest and looked down. Sure enough, her erect nipples were very noticeable through her thin T-shirt. "Well, we all have them, you know. What's the big attraction?"

"I've never seen them for real," Eric replied with a sly grin. "That's what makes them so intriguing. Want to show me your tits?"

Cindy blushed. "Marilyn's right. You are a perverted pig! I haven't had that much to drink, you know."

Gary felt a shock, like lightning, go through him when he heard their exchange. "She didn't say she wouldn't show him, just that she wasn't that drunk yet," he thought to himself. Eric had the nerve to ask right in front of Marilyn, too. I should speak up, but instead, I'm getting a hard on just listening to them tease each other.

The edgy moment passed quickly. Marilyn asked for a refill and Eric busied himself with pouring another round for everybody. 

"We need some snacks to go with all this booze," Marilyn stated and rose to go to Eric's boat. 

"I'll help," Cindy volunteered as she followed Marilyn into the cabin.

Marilyn spoke when they were below, in the cabin. "That Eric. He's such a tease. Pay no attention to his drunken rants."

"I've known Eric longer than you have, Marilyn. I'm used to his crude remarks. He's an incurable sex maniac, but I love that in a man. Sometimes, I wish Gary wasn't so straight all the time."

Marilyn glanced over at Cindy. "Maybe we need to work on that. Work on both of them, as a matter of fact."

"What do you mean?"

Marilyn shrugged, thinking. "I know. We'll both give Gary all the attention this weekend. Get him all aroused. See if we can help him break out of his accountant's shell. Eric will go nuts if he's not the center of attention and he'll get aroused too. After we get them both hot and bothered, then we'll decide what to do about it. What do you think?"

"You are one devious, twisted broad," Cindy responded. "I love how your mind works. Let's figure out how to proceed. I'd love to see Eric stewing in his own juice for a change, and see Gary so excited he won't be able to hide the woody in his shorts."

Marilyn and Cindy spent the next few minutes plotting as they prepared some cheeses and dips on two large trays. 

"Here you go, boys," Marilyn exclaimed. "We think you need some nourishment to counteract all the booze you've consumed.

Cindy sat close to Gary and sliced off a portion of sharp cheddar. "Here you go, honey," she cooed as she offered the tidbit. Gary accepted the cheese and nodded before sipping his drink. 

"Gary, you need to try my ranch dip," Marilyn said as she moved to his other side and fed Gary a tortilla chip covered with creamy dip. "Now, wasn't that just delicious?" she murmured close to his ear.

Eric sat with wide eyes. "Hey, what about me?" he asked nobody in particular.

Marilyn glanced at Eric. "Help yourself, you can reach it can't you?"

Muttering, Eric cut off a chunk of cheese and began to chew. "Huh," he grunted.

Cindy pressed her left tit into Gary's arm so that he could feel her softness. "Want some more?" she asked coyly.

Gary nodded, wondering what she meant. Cindy put some Brie on a cracker and fed it to him as she stroked his back. "Now, wasn't that just delicious?"

Not to be outdone, Marilyn leaned against Gary from the other side and picked up his glass. "Here, sip more champagne. It'll make you feel so good," she whispered as her hand stroked his neck.

The two girls continued to shower Gary with nibbles and attention. Eric sat back dumfounded and watched Cindy and Marilyn wait on Gary hand and foot, ignoring him most of the time. Gary was also abashed, but he soon grew to enjoy all the female attention. Laughing, he fed Marilyn a bite of cheese and filled both girls' glasses with another round.

Finally, Eric had enough. "I'm going for a walk down the dock," he announced and stomped off.

Cindy looked at Marilyn, behind Gary's back, and grinned. "I think Eric is jealous," she whispered.

"Serves him right," Marilyn replied quietly. "He can be such a brute sometimes."

"Hey, what are you two whispering about?" Gary broke in as he wrapped his arms around both ladies. "What's the big secret?"

Cindy kissed his cheek and rubbed her hand along his upper thigh. "No secret, Gary. We're just glad you're such a gentleman. We want to reward you for your good behavior. That's all."

"Why, thank you. I'm glad you finally noticed what a nice guy I am. Is that why you've been feeding me and making me drink so much vino?"

Marilyn agreed. "Yeah, Gary, you deserve a reward for your behavior. Matter of fact, your behavior has been a little too good for a weekend on the dock. You need to loosen up . . . unwind more and enjoy life."

"Oh really? Do you have an idea about how I should do that?" Gary retorted a little too loudly.

Cindy picked up on Marilyn's hint. "Why don't you come down in the cabin with us and we'll see if we can come up with a reward for you?"

"Both of you?" Gary sputtered.

"Sure, why not?" Marilyn replied as she winked at Cindy.

The three clambered into the cabin and Cindy jumped onto the bed. "Climb up here, Gary. I won't bite."

Marilyn pushed him forward and he found himself on his back between two attractive females. Cindy put her hand on his chest and leaned over to kiss him. Their tongues met and Marilyn watched Cindy suck the breath out of their prey.

"You're a good kisser, Cindy," Marilyn told her buddy. "Can I see if I can give him a better kiss than that?"

Cindy nodded and moved back while Marilyn bent over and laid a deep kiss on Gary's surprised lips. As she kissed him, she let her hand trail down Gary's body, then up to his crotch. Her fingers moved around his zipper and she felt Gary's cock begin to stiffen noticeably.

"Wow, that's a nice one," she gasped as she broke her kiss. "Cindy, why didn't you tell me?"

Cindy shrugged. "They're all pretty much alike aren't they?"

"Hell no!" Marilyn croaked. Gary seems to better endowed than most fellows. I think he even has Eric beat."

Gary tried to struggle up onto his elbows. "Hey, wait a minute, you're not supposed to know about those things," he feebly complained.

Marilyn wouldn't relent now that her curiosity was aroused. "Come on Gary, let me have a little peek, okay? Cindy, you don't mind do you?"

Cindy decided to play along and see what would happen. "No problem as far as I'm concerned," she agreed.

Before Gary could move, Marilyn pulled his zipper down and stuck her hand inside his pants. In spite of his size, the soft bed kept him from moving away and then he felt Eric's girlfriend grasp his thick dick through his jockey shorts. 

"Oh my," Marilyn cooed, "it's nice and thick. I want to feel it." 

She worked her fingers through the front panel and Gary groaned as her fingers closed around him. Her hand explored his length, then fondled his balls as Marilyn continued to work her magic. Moments later, she managed to free him and both girls stared down at the swollen member now exposed to their view.

"Now that's a cock to be proud of," Marilyn stated emphatically. "I'm so jealous, Cindy. I'll bet you love how he feels."

Cindy looked on with both shock and pride. "Yeah, he's pretty special when he gets going," she agreed.

Marilyn held Gary's cock up with her hand. "Here, Cindy, suck him and get him fully erect."

Cindy glanced up at Gary but he was staring up at the ceiling and moaning. Marilyn was coaxing her by stroking her boyfriend's erection. "Come on, Cindy. If you don't, I will." 

Cindy bent low and her tongue licked the head of Gary's cock. She tasted the drop of precum that had formed on the head. Slowly, she took him into her warm mouth and pressed down to engulf as much of his thick rod as she could. 

"Oh yeah," Marilyn urged, "suck him good, Cindy. I think he's even bigger now."

Cindy moved up and down and she felt Marilyn's fingers surrounding the base of Gary's cock. She had never before engaged in any form of sex with someone else watching. The thought of Marilyn seeing her sucking Gary's hard prick aroused her juices and she lost herself in the moment.

Gary moved his hips as his voluptuous girlfriend ardently sucked him. Marilyn enjoyed the feeling of holding his warm dick as Cindy's lips moved down to touch her fingers.

"Come on, Cindy, let me suck him with you," Marilyn finally begged. "I need some too."

Marilyn had to repeat her entreaty before Cindy heard her. At that point, she was past caring what would happen. Cindy let Gary's cock pop from her lips and raised her head. Marilyn immediately saw her chance and swallowed Gary's hard dick as she squeezed his balls.

"Oh my God," Gary groaned as another mouth began to slide along his exposed member. Gary's fingers clutched at the bed cover as Marilyn demonstrated her cock sucking expertise. Moments later, Gary felt the pressure build as his liquid load began to move to the exit. 

Marilyn felt Gary's balls tighten and knew he was nearing his climax. She desperately wanted to taste him and she used her lips to grip his throbbing rod. The first squirt went to the back of her throat. Several more spurts followed in quick succession and she made a valiant effort to swallow it all. Cum dripped from her lips and down her chin and she pulled back. 

Cindy looked on as Gary's last drops seeped out and ran down his glistening cock. Without thinking, she leaned forward and cleaned the extra cum from her boyfriend's cock. Then, she glanced over at Marilyn and noticed the clear liquid on her friend's lips and chin. Putting her hand behind Marilyn's head, she pulled the other girl to her. They kissed, and then Cindy licked Marilyn's chin before kissing her again. 

"That was so hot," Marilyn gasped. "We both got to taste Gary, and he got his reward I think."

Gary lay back with his head moving from side to side, his flaccid cock still exposed. "Holy shit," he muttered. "I can't believe it, I just can't believe it."

Cindy leaned over and kissed him lovingly. "Did you like that, honey?" she purred.

Gary could taste his own sticky juice on her lips. He had just experienced one of his greatest fantasies, and the weekend had just begun.

The girls went back onto the dock. Gary zipped up his pants and rejoined them just before Eric returned with a beer in his hand. 

"There's a new Fountain down over on the next dock," he slurred. It's a beauty. We might be able to get a ride tomorrow."

Everyone was quiet, nursing his or her drinks. 

"Hey, what's up?" Eric asked when his news didn't evoke any enthusiasm.

Gary forced a reply. "Nothing, nothing at all. That Fountain sounds pretty fast."

Eric looked relieved. "Oh yeah, it'll be fun to see how fast it'll go."

Marilyn winked at Cindy and each nodded. "Eric, get the grill hot. We all need to get busy and get dinner."

Gary was happy to jump in and help Eric set up the electric grill. The recent episode would be embarrassing if Eric caught on.

After dinner, the two couples retired to their respective cabins after a final goodnight. Cindy pulled off her shirt and shorts as she watched Gary undress. "I'm so horny," she giggled, "and I want to fuck you silly."

Gary was surprised. With Cindy's oral assistance he was able to perform very well. The image of the two women ministering to his rigid cock kept him ready and willing.

Meanwhile, across the dock, Eric was having less success. He had imbibed heavily and despite Marilyn's best efforts, he couldn't get it up. Finally, he fell asleep and a frustrated Marilyn got herself off with her fingers, dreaming about sucking Gary's nice cock. "I'm going to fuck them both before the weekend is finished," she vowed.

**********

Marilyn was up early the next morning and had the bacon fried before Cindy stumbled out of the opposite cabin. 

"Mmm, something smells good," Cindy called across the dock. "I've got tortillas and the fixings for Mexican eggs," she added.

"Bring it over," Marilyn responded with a laugh. "Maybe that will bring my man out of his stupor."




A Trip to the Lake Ch. 01



I pick you up on a Friday afternoon. You have taken off work early, and we both have the weekend to be together. I arrive at your apartment at 3:00 and you have just got there. But you are already packed, and we put your suitcase and bags in the back seat of the truck and load up and head out to the lake. 

You are still wearing your short skirt, heels, and hose from work. Because you know that I just entirely adore the way you look and feel when you are dressed like that. You snuggle up next to me on the bench seat, put your arm around my shoulder and turn slightly toward me.

I lay my free hand on your leg and feel the silky nylon beneath my hand. You off and on tease my ears, my hair, and my neck with your fingers absently as we drive down the road. I run my hand up and down your leg, occasionally getting to the bare skin between the stocking top and your silky panties. I can feel you quiver as I touch the bare flesh at times.

The road is smooth, the truck is running good, and the boat is trailing behind like it should. We stop as it gets towards dark at a restaurant in a small town. We walk in, and find a seat to place our order. After we order, you excuse yourself to go to the ladies room. As you walk to the room, I watch everyone else in the room as all the men and most of the woman watch you walk to the ladies room. And then when you return, again, all eyes are on you. 

I know what they are thinking. How beautiful that lady is, how classy she walks, what killer legs she has, and how lucky that clown is that is with her. And after I help you sit back down, by holding your chair, the other women realize that the reason such a classy lady is with that clown is that he is a gentleman and knows how to treat a lady.

After we finish our meal, and drink the last of our iced tea, you lean over to me, and place something in my hand and tell me to put it in your pocket. I do as you ask, then we get up, I pay the bill, and leave a tip, and we go to the truck.

As we walk out, again all eyes are on you, the classy lady in the heels with me.. I suppress the desire to turn around, grin, and holler out to them>> Yes, she is a lady, and YES, those are stockings she is wearing, just for me.....and yes SHE is with ME

I open the truck door for you; help you in, admiring your legs as you swing them into the truck. I can never get enough looks at those legs. As I close the door, I think I get a flash of bare womanhood and as I walk around to get into my side of the truck, I put my hand in my pocket where I put what you gave me, and take it out. Yes, it is what I thought, you black satin panties, that you had taken off in the ladies room, and Yes, it was a flash of bare womanhood that I did see. What a sensual, sexy, desirable woman I have as a most special friend.

As I start the truck, check out the lights, and maneuver the boat from the parking lot, you once again snuggle up against me. As we get on the road, I put my hand on your knee and start up that sexy leg. This time, you spread your legs and allow me to fully realize your womanhood is there for me to enjoy and to give you pleasure.

Now that it is dark, you turn around in the seat, kick off your heels, and lay down in the seat with your head and shoulders in my lap. Your arms around my neck. We steal a deep but careful kiss. I reach in the back seat of the truck and get a blanket that we brought with us just for this purpose.

You put one leg up over the back of the seat, and I run my fingers and hands all over your legs, your womanhood, feeling you react to my touches. We place the blanket over you, so that on one can see you. Not because we are in any way ashamed of the way you look, but because you are a lady and what we do together in private is our business only. Then I place my palm on your mound, and I begin to trace my fingers all over you. Over your clit button, up and down your vagina lips, teasing, tracing, and getting deeper and deeper all the time. You cum in a shuddering orgasm that has been building all day in anticipation of this trip.

After you cum, you unbutton my shirt, one button at a time. Kissing and nibbling on my chest as you do. When my shirt is fully open, you unbutton your blouse, take off your bra, and crush your breasts to my chest. Then you slide up and start to nibble on my left nipple, me holding you with one arm like a suckling baby. And in between, I begin to finger you again and again. Once, Twice, Three times, your body writhes is ecstasy as I finger you to a screaming cum. You are flowing like a fountain of love, and I am making sure you keep flowing. And in between your alternately relaxing and quivering, I taste your love juices, and can only moan in anticipation of the trip. And think that this is only the appetizer, of so much to come in the next days. How we will engulf each other with our passions, desires, and wants and needs, and just being with each other, we tease online so much, but when we finally get together, it is awesome, mind boggling sexual pleasure, stolen yes, but oh so oh satisfying.

Then you unzip my pants to find my manhood. As I sit up, so you can pull them down, you gasp as you realize I am wearing the silk boxer shorts that I had told you I had, just for you.

You slowly run your tongue down my chest to my hardness. You lick it, tease it, hold it with one hand and slowly put your lips over the end of it. I am very hard, purple, throbbing in anticipation of your touches. And all this time, I continually finger you, and now we are getting hotter. You begin to suck up and down on me, enjoying the first hot drops of my pre-cum, and your hips are undulating back and forth, and I am now fingering you with two fingers, pumping you hard, deep and fast, as your mouth matches my hands on my hardness, stroke for stroke for stroke.

Your free hand caresses my balls with your fingernails lightly, teasing, cupping, as the desire builds and builds. Then I ask you to slow down, as I am getting close. Instead, you begin to suck and pump me harder and harder, and I finger you harder and harder. The sounds of your love juices and my fingers slapping against your skin, and your sucking sounds permeate the interior of the truck..

I tell you I am closer and you begin even more in earnest, then you slow down, stop, look up at me, look me in the eye, and tell me that you want me, now, all of me. Then you put your mouth back on me and start to suck me, up and down. I am fingering you, you are gushing, then I feel it, the first spasms of me about to cum.

I start to moan, groan, I holler loudly that I am Cumming. You clamp your hot lips around my shaft and just keep on sucking. Then the dams break, and I start to shoot load after load of hot, burning, lava hot cum out of the throbbing purple head of my penis. You hold your lips o me, sucking in and swallowing every drop, and as you do, I feel your body tighten against me as you begin to cum again. Your vagina clamps down on my fingers on the inside, drawing them in deeper as your hips push against them, and your legs squeeze together.

After I have unloaded I don't know how much hot burning cum, you continue to lick and tease and take all of what I have given. Then you look up at me, wink, and say, "We have only just begun". Because you know how much I like to hear Karen Carpenter sing on my CD.

We clean up, get ourselves presentable, and ride the last few miles to the lake motel with quiet conversation, laced with innuendos, light touches, and thoughts of the next 2 days together. Talking about how good each of us feels because of the others attentions and our mutual desire to quench each others desires and to please each other, as the times that we can get together will allow. And we take full advantage of every opportunity, to maximize our fulfillment of each other's passions.

All this fun, and we still have not got the boat unloaded yet...



A Trip to the Lake



Eric looked a bit sheepish, but ate his breakfast with gusto. Again, both girls hovered around Gary and made sure he was well served. Eric pouted as Marilyn fed Gary the last piece of bacon, then hugged his neck.

"What's the deal, girls," Eric whined. "Why is Gary getting all the attention?"

Gary glanced over at the two gals and smiled when they stayed silent. "Well, Eric, some of us have it and some of us don't," he crowed. "You just don't know how charming I can be when I'm at the lake."

"Yeah, right," Eric retorted. "I'll be charming too, once I shake this hangover."

Marilyn smiled sweetly at Eric. "I sure hope so, big boy. You were quite a disappointment last night, you know."

Eric groused, "Well, announce it to the whole world why don't you. I just needed my beauty sleep, baby."

"I recommend an afternoon nap," Marilyn hinted broadly. "I'm going to need one too, that's for sure."

Cindy laughed at the other couple. "If we go to the island, Gary and I will be sure to give you plenty of rest time. I think we could use a nap too."

"You're insatiable," Gary chided. "How about just laying in the sun for a while?"

"Okay, we haven't done it on a beach blanket yet," Cindy countered. "Last night was just a warm up for the main event," she added coyly. "I'm sure you can handle it with ease. You did so well last night."

Eric was a bit mystified by the conversation, but at least he felt he was no longer being shunned. "I'll have to watch Gary a little closer," he thought. "He's become bolder all of a sudden. 

***************

The two Sea Ray cruisers slowly made their way through the multitude of boats rafted up near the island beach. Gary recognized Mort, another friend, and his cruiser with an anchor out. He pulled up on the starboard side and Mort put out bumpers. Soon they were rafted up with Eric's boat up against Gary's. 

Mort and Carol were a few years older. Gary knew them from when he had a slip on another dock. Gary offered Mort a beer and Carol invited them over for snacks. Meanwhile, Eric was surveying the shallows and the beach. Young beauties in brief bikinis were everywhere. Young men in trunks and gimme caps milled around, taking in the acres of flesh on display.

Mort smiled broadly when Cindy appeared in her two piece suit. Her large jugs were barely contained by the thin triangles of her top. He could clearly see the imprint of her nipples. Cindy's bottoms were equally thin and Mort enjoyed the way the scrap of material formed a distinct cameltoe when she stood.

Carol sported a leopard one-piece suit that was cut high on her hips. The suit top was loosely tied so there was plenty of cleavage showing. She didn't seem to mind Mort's leering at Cindy's chest and almost bare bottom. She was used to the casual attitude that was a hallmark of the island beach crowd.

Marilyn finally appeared on deck. She looked stunning in her tiny thong bikini. Her long, slender body accented her curvy rear and helped avert the eyes of admirers from her small breasts. Gary watched Marilyn climb over the side and join him and Cindy. Her thong was riding up in her rear crack, leaving her ass totally bare. The image of her full lips devouring his fat cock the night before swam back across his mind.

Gary handed a cooler of drinks across to Mort, then turned to Cindy and Marilyn. "Let's join Mort and Carol. She's got snacks ready."

Gary stood on Mort's deck and helped Cindy across. Next, Marilyn began to make her move. Gary held her arm as she swung her leg out and over. Halfway across, Gary looked down as Marilyn's top fell away from her chest for a brief moment. She obviously wore a padded bra. Her little titties were just small cones, topped by large, pink, puffy nipples that were almost as big as her breasts. Gary felt his cock pulse as he recalled his quick peek at Marilyn's secret.

Eric was in the water, beer in hand, chatting with another couple. Music was playing loudly from another boat and several girls were dancing on the swim platform. 

"Well, it's a typical crazy day at island beach," Mort said as he dipped into the guacamole. "Tits and ass as far as the eye can see."

"Mort!" Carol chided. "You've seen it all before, you dirty old man."

"Oh, honey, I'm not a dirty old man. I'm still a dirty young man, practicing to be a really dirty old man."

Carol laughed. "You're an incurable sex maniac, my dear. But I know how to deal with you."

Everybody laughed at the exchange. Marilyn adjusted her top and tried to pull the thong out of her crack. 

"I wish I could wear one of those," Cindy said, "but my butt's too big."

"Mine is too," Carol volunteered, "and I'm too old to be showing my ass like that. But, Marilyn looks great in her thong."

"Thanks, I think," Marilyn demurred. "I wouldn't have the nerve to wear it anywhere else but here at the island. There are so many others, I didn't think I would be out of place."

Eric returned for another beer, his hangover forgotten. "You look splendid, my dear," he crowed in his best Rhett Butler imitation. He popped the tab on his beer and patted Marilyn's bare bottom.

"I'd give anything for boobs like yours, Carol," Marilyn said honestly. "One of these days, I want to get some real tits," she added.

"Your boobies are just fine," Gary retorted without thinking.

Marilyn turned on him. "How do you know?" she inquired

"Just a guess," Gary replied, trying to cover his slip up.

Eric raised an eyebrow, but stayed silent. Cindy giggled and turned away to keep from laughing out loud.

"Maybe Eric will loan me the money so I can fill out my top better," Marilyn suggested as she ran her hand up and down his back.

Smiling, Eric hugged her to him and gave her a quick kiss. "I like them just fine, but if you want some bigger tits, maybe I will help you out. How would you ever pay me back?" he asked with a mock leer.

The group heard a loud commotion over at the music boat. Turning, they saw two of the dancers pulling off their tops and baring their breasts for the adoring crowd in the water. Soon three other dancers removed their tops. The topless dancers were crowded onto the platform, rubbing their ample chests against each other. 

"More, more," the crowd chanted as the beat of the music drove the dancers. One of the girls pulled the strings on her suit and her bottoms fell into the water. She wiggled her smooth pussy at the guy now holding her suit. As the crowd roared approval, she turned her back and held onto the stern, spreading her legs wide. Not to be outdone, several other dancers began to flash their pussies and two more pulled off their bottoms, prancing around completely nude except for their hats. 

Mort and Eric clapped and whistled as they all watched the show. Some of the girls in the water took off their tops and their boyfriends were fondling them as the crowd watched. 

"Come on Cindy, show them all up," Mort urged. "You've got better tits than any of them, and yours aren't plastic."

"I don't think so," Cindy replied as she wrapped her arms around her ample chest.

Eric saw a chance. "Just a quick flash to make them jealous, Cindy. Come on, it won't hurt."

"Not on Carol's boat," Cindy responded defensively, yet weakly.

"Honey, I don't give a shit," Carol answered. "Show 'em if you dare."

Mort and Eric waited expectantly by the rail, watching Cindy's expression. Both had dreamed of seeing her bare tits.

Cindy put her fingers to her mouth and emitted a shrill whistle, turning quite a few heads. Then, she grabbed the bottom of her bra and pulled it up to her chin. Her large breasts spilled out, exposing her large rosy nipples to everyone's view. Quickly, she pulled her top back into place and picked up her drink.

"There, are you all satisfied?" she asked.

"Oh yeah, that was great," Eric gushed. "I didn't think you'd actually do it, but you did."

Mort gave Cindy two thumbs up. "Congratulations, that was worth the whole weekend."

Gary stood to one side, amazed that his girlfriend had just flashed his friends and most of the crowd. "Son of a gun," he thought, "this is going to be one crazy weekend. Was it the heat of the sun or the heat of the moment?"

Whatever it was, Gary became swept along with the sexy atmosphere. "Okay, Carol, it's your turn to give the boys a show," he bravely urged.

Carol shook her head slowly. "Surely, you boys don't want to see old lady boobs," she declared.

"Oh hell yeah," Eric prodded. "They're all good, right Mort?"

"Well, I sure think so," Mort proudly declared, holding his drink high in the air.

"You're still in your mid-forties and with a nice rack, Carol," Eric continued. "Do it just for us here on the boat. We won't call attention to you."

"Mort, help!" Carol begged. 

Mort grinned and put his own meaning to her plea. "Okay, he agreed, I'll be glad to help." With that, he grabbed the straps of her suit and jerked them down her arms. Carol squealed as her cups reached her waist and her 38C tits popped out, exposing dark tan areola the size of half-dollars topped with erect nipples that still pointed at the horizon.

"Damn you, Mort," Carol gasped as she attempted to get her suit back up. Mort continued to hold her straps down, giving Gary and Eric, along with a dozen others nearby, a good long look.

Marilyn's mouth fell open as she, too, admired Carol's ample bosom. "Holy shit, Carol, you have perfect breasts. I'd give them at least a nine."

Gary's mouth went dry as Carol finally gained control of her straps and replaced her boobs, one at a time, into her suit.

"You're a lucky man, Mort," Eric told him. "I'd give a lot to play with those beauties, you know."

Mort smiled at Eric. "You never can tell, Eric. She just might call your bluff, buddy."

Carol remained silent, much to Gary and Eric's surprise. Maybe there was more to Carol and Mort than met the eye.

Mort turned his attention to Marilyn, who had moved to a seat in the cockpit of the boat. Well now, Marilyn, you're the only gal here who hasn't flashed. How about it?"

"I can't, I really can't," she mumbled. "I'm too flat. I'd be embarrassed beyond words."

"Yeah, Mort, lay off," Eric agreed. "Marilyn's pretty self-conscious about that."

"Okay, okay," Mort said with hands raised. "Point made. So, Marilyn, why don't you flash your pussy instead?"

At once, Marilyn saw a way to overcome her embarrassment and avoid any more attention. She was rightly proud of her prominent mound, shaved smooth except for a thin strip running from her slit upward about two inches. Moments later, she stood up between the cockpit seats that shielded her from everyone except those in the boat. 

Wearing a determined look, she hooked her thumbs into the sides of her suit and slipped her bottoms down to her knees. Marilyn could hear the intake of breaths as she stood up and let the others ogle her neatly trimmed pussy. Their eyes seemed to warm her vee from a distance and she felt her inner labia begin to swell. Before she knew it, her puffy lips glistened with her woman's honey. Instinctively, she worked to pull her thong back into place to cover her obvious arousal.

"Fantastic," Mort exclaimed honestly. "What a sweet-looking pussy!"

All that Gary could utter was a low "wow."

"Marilyn, honey, you've got to show me how you trim yourself so pretty," Carol stated. "I love that look, but I've never had the nerve to try it."

Pleased with their reaction, Marilyn stepped back out of the cockpit, no longer feeling embarrassed. What you miss in one area, you can somehow make up for elsewhere, she decided.

Eric, feeling the effects of the recent excitement and finally overcoming his hangover, suggested to Marilyn that it was time for their afternoon nap. Marilyn knew his meaning and she too was highly aroused, having flashed her pussy at the group. Eric helped her over the gunwales and they retired to the "Fun Seeker II."

"Guess I'll have to wait for my shaving lesson," Carol groused in jest. "Those two will be occupied for a while. Are you two going to desert us also?"

"We'll stick around if you like," Cindy said as she adjusted her suit top again. 

Carol smiled again. "Good. Mort and I like company, particularly a nice young couple like you and Gary," she said cryptically. "Can I ask you a very personal question, Cindy?"

"Sure, go ahead."

"Well, I couldn't help but notice how your bikini bottom creases in front. Now, uh, usually, if you have a full hairy bush down there, it would keep your suit sort of rounded and puffy. Does the crease mean that you also shave some of your bush?"

Cindy's cheeks colored slightly. "Boy, you did ask a very personal question," she began, "but since Marilyn just bared herself, I guess it's okay to tell you the truth. Mine is completely smooth, that is except for right around my other opening. I shave every other day at least."

"I thought so," Carol nodded. "Mort has been after me to trim myself up more. Would you go below with me and let me show you what I've got and give me some advice?"

"You mean right now?" Cindy stalled.

"Why not?" I've got my courage up, so all I need is some instruction from someone who knows what's what."

"If you really want me to, I guess I could do that for you," Cindy reluctantly agreed.

Carol turned to Gary. "Sorry, Gary, this is for us girls only right now."

Gary nodded and turned back to watch the action on the music boat while Mort poured them each another drink.

Down in the cabin, Carol began to shrug out of her one-piece suit, her luscious tits swaying as she pulled her suit down her legs. She stood so that the light from the small windows fell across her body. "See, Cindy, I've got a very hairy bush. I trim the sides in so it won't stick out of my suit, but the rest is a bird's nest that extends halfway up my tummy. There's even a thin line of hair up to my belly button."

"Yes, you do have a problem," Cindy agreed. "You'd have to shave about every day, I think."

Carol laughed. "Maybe that wouldn't be so bad. I'd get to play with myself more often."

"Oh? I figured horny Mort would be taking good care of you, Carol."

"He does in his own way, but I still get the urge to have some private fun too, don't you?"

Cindy was a bit shocked by Carol's honesty, but she decided to open up to her also. "Sure. Usually when I shave. I take a little extra time to make things feel nice. You know."

Carol smiled again. "Can I see? Can I see you now, so I'll know how I'll look if I decide to shear off my wooly bush?"

"Uh, I guess so," Cindy finally mumbled. She stood in front of Carol and hesitated briefly. Carol could see the distinct cameltoe in the front of Cindy's suit. She instinctively licked her lips.

Cindy took a deep breath and lowered her bottoms partway down her thighs. Carol stared at her smooth pussy lips and the triangle indicating where brown hair would be if not regularly shaven.

"It's beautiful, Cindy," Carol gushed as she continued to gaze at the bare slit facing her. "I just love it."

"Thanks. It's really not that hard to keep it nice and smooth. After a little while, your skin becomes accustomed to the blade. You'll need to use conditioner when you shave and some baby oil afterward to avoid bumps. I can show you how to do it without nicking any tender areas."

Carol looked up at Cindy. "Can I just touch it a little? Feel what it's like?"

Cindy saw her serious look and nodded without speaking. Carol moved closer and reached out with a slight tremble in her hand. At the other woman's touch, Cindy drew in a breath. The moment seemed awkward to them both, but Carol's soft touch felt good.

"I love how smooth it feels. It's like a baby's skin. I'm amazed that you can get all the hairs along your slit so cleanly," Carol told her as she let her finger explore along Cindy's swelling lips.

"Maybe you'd better stop," Cindy whispered. "What if Mort came down here right now?"

"No way, he and Gary won't disturb us. He knows I'd kill him if he did."

"Well, your touching me is beginning to feel too good. Maybe it's time to stop," Cindy murmured half-dazed.

"But, Cindy, I like the way you feel. I can't help it. Doesn't that feel good?"

"Yes, too good I think. I'm getting excited and you're a woman," Cindy quietly croaked.

Carol persisted. "Okay, but can I just have one little taste while we're alone together? Nobody will know."

"I don't know, Carol, I, I . . . really"

Before Cindy could finish her thought, Carol leaned forward. Her tongue slid up and down Cindy's smooth gash once, then again, then a third time.

"Oh my God," Cindy gasped as Carol pressed her tongue into her slit and sucked hungrily.

Carol raised her head and looked into Cindy's eyes. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry. I just couldn't resist. Please forgive me."

Cindy stood trembling as a small orgasm streaked through her. She sat back on the couch behind her, gasping for breath. After she recovered, she looked down, then over at Carol. "I'm sorry I got so aroused and caused you to do something you might not have wanted to do."

"Nonsense," Carol retorted. "I enjoyed it a lot and I hope you did too. No harm done, right?"

"No, no, I'm fine now."

Meanwhile, Mort and Gary sat on the swim platform, sipping their drinks and watching the beach action. 

Mort turned to Gary. "Been with Cindy now a good long while, right?"

"Yeah, we're kind of opposite personalities, but we complement each other. She's quite a girl."

"I noticed. You must really enjoy those big boobs of hers. I'm glad I finally got a glimpse of them."

"She's been full of surprises this weekend," Gary responded. "She's never shown them off before."

"I noticed that you liked looking at my Carol's tits when I helped her out of her top," Mort chuckled.

"Sorry, Mort, I couldn't help looking, you know."

"No problem. I'd have been hurt if you hadn't taken a good long gander. She's got a nice rack too."

"I'd say we're both lucky, Mort."

"Gary, tell me the truth. Have you ever had thoughts about what it would be like to be with my Carol?"

Gary hesitated. "No, well yes, a few times. Again, I apologize, but you said you wanted the truth, Mort."

"How about today?"

"Yeah, I guess I did when I saw her boobs for the first time."

"Well, I had that same feeling when I saw Cindy's rack and the cameltoe in her bottoms today. I think we all have such thoughts, don't you, Gary?"

Gary looked at Mort. "Yeah, I suppose we do. Why did you bring that up, anyway?"

"Can I be completely honest with you, Gary?"

"Sure."

"Once in a while, Carol and I like to share with another couple. From what I've observed, I'm sure Carol would enjoy spending some private time with you. I know that I'd like to do the same with Cindy. Do I shock you?"

"Uh, yes, I mean no. I could tell that you liked looking at Cindy from some of the other times we've been together. I like Carol too. I'm not sure how Cindy would be with such an idea, however."

"Well, why don't you think it over and maybe bring up the idea with her. If she's okay with it, maybe we can arrange something this weekend, what do you say?"

Gary tried to picture himself with Carol, and Cindy with Mort. The vision of Eric with Cindy also reappeared as he mulled things over. Then, he remembered how Marilyn looked when she pulled down her pants and when he saw her little titties earlier. "I'll give it some thought, Mort. Eric and Marilyn might be candidates too, you never know."

"That would be icing on the cake," Mort grinned. Marilyn has a sweet-looking pussy. I know that Carol has her eye on Eric too. See what you can do. If not, that's okay. We're still friends, right?"

"Right!" Gary agreed as his mind began to whirl with possibilities.

*****

Cindy stood and pulled her bottoms back in place. "Do you want me to give you some shaving tips?" 




A Trip to the Lake



"I'd love that. Can we both get into the bathroom?"

Cindy instructed Carol to use a new blade and showed her how to use scissors to trim all of the long hair away first. "Now, we'll use the conditioner to soften the stubble and begin to very carefully remove it. You want to shave in the direction the hair grows, otherwise you'll get red bumps and ingrown hairs that will look horrible."

They both laughed as Cindy helped Carol apply the conditioner. "Now, that feels really good," Carol told her. "You have a very nice touch."

Cindy let Carol remove the upper hair herself, including the line of dark hair up to her belly button. Then, they both worked along each lip, carefully removing small patches of hair. 

"We'll need to move over to the bed to get between your legs, I think," Cindy suggested. "It's easier when you can spread out wide."

Cindy placed a towel on the bed and Carol took her position. "I'm going to leave a little around your little hole, but now I can shave off the rest down here."

Cindy went to work on Carol's bottom area and noticed that her subject was now wet along her slit, but it wasn't from the conditioner. Carol was fully aroused and her nether lips were more like rose blossoms.

Soon, the job was finished. Cindy reached back for the little bottle of baby oil and handed it to Carol. "You need to apply this right after I rinse you off."

"I'd like for you to do it the first time," Carol said. "Please show me just how to do it."

"Well, okay I guess. It's really the easy part and fun besides."

Cindy cleaned off the remaining conditioner. Carol lay with her legs wide open on the bed. Cindy began to apply the baby oil and Carol moaned with delight as she felt a woman's hands on her private parts. "Oh, yes, this is the best part for sure."

"Show me what you do when you're finished," Carol asked. "Do it to me, please."

Cindy opened her mouth to decline, and then she looked at the smooth and swollen pussy facing her. "Just this once, okay?"

"Mmm, yes, just this once."

Cindy let her fingers slide along her friend's swollen gash and watched as her inner labia opened to reveal her pink lips and an erect clit peeking out from under its hood. "I start with one finger," Cindy whispered. "I like to touch my G spot inside, like this."

"Mmm, yes, that's heavenly."

Cindy massaged Carol's G spot like she did her own. She was rewarded with more lubrication and Carol's low moans.

"Then, I like to use two fingers like this," Cindy continued. She felt Carol move her hips in and effort to get more inside.

"And, sometimes, I like to put a finger in my ass as I use my thumb in my cunt," Cindy stated as she moved her hand to a different position.

"Oh, oh yes, do it," Carol gasped as she bucked on the bed.

Cindy watched as Carol began to spasm around her thumb and as her tummy shook. As Carol hit her climax, Cindy leaned in and used her tongue on Carol's clitoris, tapping the tip on it at a fast tempo.

Carol clinched her thighs around Cindy's head and shook for several seconds before falling back in a heap. "Oh, Cindy, that was wonderful. Thank you, honey."

"Don't mention it. I mean, don't mention it, Carol, okay?"

"Oh sure, honey. I won't breathe a word, not even to Mort. It'll be our little secret."

"I've never done anything like this before," Cindy told her. "So please, Carol."

"I swear, it'll be our secret, Cindy."

Cindy looked down at the older woman and sucked her thumb. "By the way, you look fabulous with a bald pussy." Cindy emerged from the cabin and poured herself a drink. Carol followed a few minutes later, looking as if nothing had happened.

****************

By late afternoon, Eric and Marilyn rejoined the group. Marilyn had that 'just fucked' look on her flushed face. Eric looked satisfied as he sipped another beer. Some of the other boats were gone, including the music boat with the naked dancers. The remaining boats were small ones up on the beach and a dozen other large cruisers, all more than twenty yards away. 

"I'm for staying rafted up right here for the night," Mort announced. "My anchor's holding and we've got plenty of food and drink."

"Sounds like a good plan," Eric agreed. "We can watch the sunset and get horny again."

Gary agreed and they decided to throw out a stern anchor just to be safe. The lake was calm and no storms were predicted. Gary kept rehearsing what he would say to Cindy about his conversation with Mort. He had to decide if he really wanted something like that to happen. What if Cindy pitched a fit? They had tonight and all day Sunday, still, he knew he had to make a move soon.

Cindy went back to his boat to make a salad for dinner. Gary saw his chance and followed her over. 

"Guess what?" he began as he joined her in his cabin.

"What?"

While you were talking with Carol, Mort told me something pretty crazy. He said that he and Carol liked to share with another couple at times. What do you think about that?"

"Mmm, I'm not too surprised to tell you the truth."

"Really? I sure was," Gary admitted.

"What else did he tell you," Cindy asked coyly.

"That he likes you a lot. Stuff like that."

"Well, did he come right out and ask if you wanted to share with them?" Cindy replied impatiently.

"Uh, yes, he did actually. I didn't give him an answer, but I did promise to mention it to you."

"Do you think you'd like Carol?"

"Well, she's real nice, I think."

"Don't pussyfoot around, Gary. Marilyn's already sucked your dick. Do you want to fuck Carol now?"

Again, Gary hesitated. "Only if you want to be with Mort, or maybe Eric," he hedged.

"So Eric's in on this too?"

"No, not yet. It's Just Mort and me right now. Come on, Cindy, tell me what to do."

Cindy thought a few moments. "Well, I saw how Mort looked at my tits today. I could read his mind. I also spent part of the time down in the cabin with Carol showing her how to shave her hairy pussy. She's as bald as I am now. I can tell you, she is one very sexy woman."

"Oh, wow," Gary sputtered, "is that a yes then, Cindy?"

"If you think you're man enough to handle Carol, I know I'm woman enough to thrill Mort. I've often wondered what it would be like to fuck an older man."

"They aren't that much older, you know."

"I noticed the boner in Mort's shorts earlier today. He's sure to be very good in the sack. But, that can't have any bearing on our relationship, Gary. If we do this, I don't want to hear any recriminations later about how I betrayed you."

"No, never. I promise. I expect the same from you. We're a couple; they're a couple. It will only be for fun and a new experience. Nothing else."

"Okay, then, I'm game if you are, Gary. Here take this salad bowl and carefully transport it back to Mort's boat. If you spill it, the deal's off." Cindy smiled to herself as Gary slowly, carefully walked up the steps and out of the cabin.

"Hey, Mort," Gary called. "Take this salad and very carefully place it on the table. Cindy said if we spill it, the deal's off."

Mort looked at Gary and smiled. "I'll be very, very careful, my friend. So, she agreed?"

"Uh huh, but with the understanding that it's just for fun. No entanglements or anything serious."

"That's right, Gary. It's just for fun and a little variety. I'm too old for her, and anyway, Carol's the only woman who'll put up with me."

"What about Eric and Marilyn?" Mort inquired.

"Why don't you get Eric aside and give him the speech you gave me. That way, I'm not putting our friendship at stake."

"Fine," Mort agreed. "I'll have a little talk with him after dinner. In any event, we're on with you and Cindy later."

The three couples enjoyed dinner together, laughing and teasing each other. They quietly watched the bright orange and purple sunset and remarked about its beauty. Finally, the gals went below to help Carol clean up the galley.

"Hey, Eric, how about showing me your boat while we're not doing anything," Mort asked.

Eric rose quickly, always pleased to show off 'Fun Seeker II' to a fellow yachtsman. "Sure thing, Mort. Want to come too, Gary?"

Gary winked at Mort. "Nah, I've seen your boat. I think I'll just sit back here and relax for a while."

****************

In ten minutes, Mort and Eric returned and Mort pulled three beers out of the cooler. "Here, Gary, you look like you could use a drink." Mort smiled and nodded as he handed him a can. "Eric's okay," Mort whispered. "He's going to ask Marilyn tonight."

They all lingered on the deck for another hour or so, chatting and exchanging observations about lakes, boats, islands, dock rumors, and general small talk.

"Come on, Eric," Marilyn urged, "let's go back to our cabin before you get sloshed again, okay?"

"My but aren't we acting horny tonight," Eric teased as he got up and held out his hand. "Goodnight all, I'm going to take my favorite nymphomaniac to bed now."

Marilyn whacked Eric on the arm playfully. "You'll be glad you did when morning comes," she retorted as she allowed him to pull her up. They crawled into Gary's boat, then managed to climb into Eric's to disappear below.

"Well, isn't this cozy," Carol said as she pressed up against Mort. "What do you suggest we do now, Gary?"

After a moment's thought, Gary smiled at Cindy and replied. "I believe it's only right that you show your husband what you and Cindy accomplished earlier today, don't you?"

Mort turned to Carol with a puzzled look. "What? What did you two accomplish?"

At first, Carol thought Gary was referring to the girl on girl action, then she quickly realized he was talking about her getting shaved smooth. "With Cindy's help, I did something that will please you greatly," she said with a chuckle. "Guess."

"Hell, I don't have a clue," Mort replied impatiently. "What did you do?"

Cindy spoke up. "Go ahead and show him. I think Mort should see before anything else happens."

"Okay, okay," Carol agreed. She stood up and faced her husband. Slowly, she lowered her shorts and revealed her smooth pussy. "What do you think?" she asked. "You've always pestered me about my hairy mound. See, no more hair!"

"Holy shit," Mort sputtered, "it's beautiful. I never realized how cute it really was under all that bush." His hand reached out and he rubbed Carol's smooth lips. "I'll be damned, it's as smooth as a baby's bottom."

Mort turned to Cindy. "Is yours like this too?"

"I think you'll know the answer to your question soon enough, Mort," she teased.

Gary leaned to the side to take a peek at Carol's surprise. His cock pulsed in his shorts, knowing that he would soon be sampling her charms.

Carol pulled her shorts back up. "Do you still want to do our little swap tonight, Mort?" she asked coyly, or would you prefer to try this out?"

Mort shook his head in frustration. "Tough choice, honey, but after all, a deal's a deal," he muttered. "I guess I can wait, but it sure looks tempting."

They all laughed at Mort's predicament and Carol gave him a big kiss. "Don't worry, I'll be ready for you when we get back together."

Carol turned to Gary. "Why don't we go below and get comfortable, Gary? I'm sure Cindy and Mort can find their way to your boat all right."

"Now, Gary, I saw you peeking at me out there. Shut the cabin door and I'll give you a really close look."

Dutifully, Gary closed the door and turned to watch Carol slip her shorts off and toss them on the galley seat. "Let me show you how I was positioned while Cindy finished shaving me."

She climbed onto the wide bed and placed her feet apart, allowing her knees to fall open. Gary stepped between them and stared at Carol's smooth slit. "Show me what you like to do to Cindy," she said. 

Gary held her whole mound under his palm and felt her warmth. "You feel a lot like Cindy," he exclaimed, "she's smooth too."

"Yes, I know she is, its really nice and smooth," Carol replied without thinking.

"Oh, she showed you huh?"

"Uh huh, I wanted to see what it would look like if I shaved mine," Carol half lied.

Gary's fingers teased her slit and he quickly felt Carol's wet and sticky nectar on his fingertips. As her labia opened up, he inserted his finger and explored her opening tentatively. Carol jumped slightly when he touched her G spot, so he spent extra time rubbing that sensitive area. Carol wanted more when Gary removed his finger. Now, she felt his breath on her bare pussy. 

"Oh yes, eat my smooth pussy," she begged as his tongue touched her for the first time. "I love to be licked like that."

Her first orgasm came quickly as Gary devoured her slick cunt. He used his tongue in, on, and around her love nest. He tapped his tongue tip on her clit in much the same way Cindy had earlier that day. 

Carol raised up on the bed and pulled her shirt over her head, exposing her breasts. "I want you naked, Gary," she stated emphatically. "Show me your nice cock."

Licking some of her nectar from his lips, Gary backed away and quickly pulled off his shirt and shorts. Carol stared at his stiff rod when he managed to stand up. "Oh, yeah, come up here with me. I want to suck on your big dick while you eat another helping."

After a torrid 69 on the bed, Carol led her young lover through four other positions as he fucked her slowly, then fast, then slow again. Finally, she got on top and rode Gary's cock while he fondled and sucked her erect nipples. 

"Mmm, your cock is delicious inside me," she gasped as they both reached the point of no return. "Cum with me, baby. Cum in my smooth cunt. I want to feel you squirt."

Gary's release was strong as he felt Carol's tight pussy riding him. The image of Mort's cock pounding his Cindy flashed across his brain as his sticky ejaculate showered Carol's vaginal cave. Then, he could feel their combined juices seeping out and covering his tight balls while they each came back to Earth.

"That was fantastic," Carol cooed as she slid to one side. She proceeded to lick cum from Gary's balls and cock. He was flaccid for a short time while Carol continued to lick and suck his spent dick. Before he thought it possible, he was stiff again. 

"That's what I like about you young guys," she said between licks. "You can get hard again really quick. My Mort can only go once, then he's done for a long time."

Carol rolled over on her back. "Fuck me again. This time long and slow. I want to remember how good you feel inside me."

*****************

Mort and Cindy were spread nude on Gary's bed. Mort was sucking on Cindy's bald pussy while she concentrated on sucking his skinny dick and fondling his large balls. His hand worked on her large right breast while his tongue plunged in and out of her wet hole.

"I think you're ready," Mort gasped as he licked his lips. 

He turned around and his hands spread Cindy's legs wide. In the dim light, he could see her cunt lips glistening with juices and his own saliva. Holding his long, thin dong in his hand, Mort rubbed the head along Cindy's nether lips until he felt it begin to enter. He pressed forward and Cindy moved to meet his thrust. Moments later, he was buried to the hilt inside his young lover.

Cindy missed Gary's thickness, but Mort seemed to be finding new spots deeper inside her womb. Using her vaginal muscles, she closed around him. "Fuck me hard and fast. Give me your cock, Mort," she exclaimed.

Mort felt her strong, young muscles grip him and her words urged him on as he increased his speed and pounded against her. He felt his balls slapping against Cindy's ass as he bent down to suck on her left nipple. 

"Suck it hard, suck my nipple," she begged as the bed rocked under her.

Mort's furious activity only lasted a few minutes. He bit Cindy's nipple somewhat roughly as his sperm shot deep inside her. Cindy felt three squirts, and then Mort began to shrink. Moments later, he plopped out of her wet hole and rolled onto his back. They were both covered with sweat and Mort was panting from his recent exertion. He leaned over and gave Cindy a quick kiss, then slid off the bed and went to the head to clean himself up. 

Cindy lay back staring at the ceiling. "Well, Mort worked hard enough, but he didn't last long enough." Cindy was unsatisfied and hadn't come close to having a climax. She was used to Gary's gentle attention and to the way he timed everything to make sure she had a strong orgasm too.

Mort returned with a damp wash cloth. "Here, you're going to need this I think."

"Why don't you use your tongue to clean me up?" Cindy suggested, hoping she could get off that way.

"Nah, I don't do that," Mort retorted. "You can handle it. I'm going to have a beer."

Disappointed, Cindy waited until Mort got his beer and stepped out onto the deck. Then, she used her fingers to massage her aching pussy. She felt their juices oozing out and quickly plunged two fingers into her cunt, using her thumb to tease her clit. "He didn't even lick my clit," she groused as she worked her fingers in and out. 

Cindy enjoyed a small climax using her own devices, then she used the cloth to avoid making pecker tracks on her way to the head. "Sometimes, you win and sometimes, you lose," she thought as she pulled the covers down and put her head on the pillow.

****************

Later, she half awoke when she heard Gary enter, strip off his clothes and climb up into bed beside her.

"Are you okay," he asked after she failed to greet him.

Cindy turned her face to his. "Yeah, I'm okay. Just disappointed is all."

Gary's voice reflected his concern. "Why? What happened?"

"Mort was only interested in fucking me for his own benefit. He was done too quickly and I didn't even have an orgasm. As soon as he was through, he tossed me a wash cloth and went outside to have a beer."

"Shit," Gary muttered. "I'm sorry I got you into this, Cindy."

"You had no way of knowing," she told him. "It's all right. Don't get upset or anything. I took care of my own needs after he left. How did you like Carol?"

"She was dynamite. She taught me a couple of new positions that I want to try with you. She couldn't get enough. Now, I think I know why. I think I'd better warn Eric before he and Marilyn accept Mort's invitation."

"Was Eric going to do it too?" Cindy asked.

"Yes, if Marilyn agreed, and I think she would. She's pretty wild as long as she doesn't have to show her little titties."

Cindy mulled over the new information. "Find out if Marilyn agreed before you tell Eric about Mort. Maybe we can get together with Eric and Marilyn instead."

"Do you want to give Eric a shot at satisfying you?" Gary replied.

"He can't be any worse, and I know he'd love to get in my pants," Cindy chuckled. "If you're willing to go with Marilyn, we might as well give it a try."

Gary shook his head. "You never cease to amaze me, woman. Just when I think I know you, there's a new surprise. That's why I love you so much. I'll get with Eric first thing in the morning before we have breakfast."

*****************

Gary jumped onto 'Fun Seeker II' early and knocked on the door. "Anybody up?" he called.

After a minute's delay, a sleepy Eric opened the door a few inches and stared out. "What's up?"

"Tell me," Gary whispered, "did Marilyn say yes or no?"

Eric smiled for the first time. "Uh, she agreed right away."

"Good, okay, listen up," Gary said in a low voice. "Mort is a loser in the sack. Cindy was very disappointed. But, we've got another idea if you're game."

"Hit me, buddy," Eric stated, obviously discouraged.

"We'll tell Mort and Carol that we have to leave after breakfast. Then, we'll both go farther up the lake and raft up there. If Marilyn and you are okay with the change in plans, the four of us can have some fun instead."

"You mean that you'd let me fuck Cindy?" Eric whispered in disbelief.




A Trip to the Mall



It was a warm spring day when Janis decided to go shopping. She pulled out a black skirt, which would hang just above her knees, a pink pull over sweater, a pink bra and matching g-string. Feeling frisky she reached into her top dresser drawer and pulled out a pair of thigh-hi’s, which had a dark seam running down the back. Finally she selected her 4 in stiletto’s to complete the outfit. As she looked in her mirror she realized some stock boys would definitely have a hard on today.

Getting in her car, she put the top down.  As she drove to the mall, she felt the freedom of the wind blowing thru her hair, not realizing that her skirt was also blowing around her legs flashing the truckers as she past them. As she pulled up to the toll booth, she passed a black pickup, catching the attention of the driver, seeing the pink panties and stocking tops peeking from under her skirt. Mike reached into his lap, feeling his cock thru his cotton running shorts; not wearing underwear may have been a good choice today.

The mall was a short distance from the tollbooths; she didn’t realize the guy in the pickup was tailing her. Pulling into the parking she had no problem finding a spot, it was early in the day, the mall would not be crowded now. Again she failed to realize that the pickup truck had pulled into a spot a few cars down.

Janis entered the mall and headed straight the her favorite clothing store, eager to try on an evening gown that she had seen a few days before. At this time of day the store would not be crowded and she would not have to fight with other shoppers for a spot in the dressing rooms. As she entered the store a saleswoman greeted her, Janis explained that she knew exactly what she wanted, and wouldn’t need any help today. She went immediately to the rack, which contained the dress she was interested in. Grabbing the dress she went immediately to the dressing rooms, which were down a narrow corridor. She went to the furthest one so she could take her time without interruptions. 

Mike had followed Janis thru the mall and watch her enter the store, as Janis grabbed the dress mike entered the store. The saleswoman asked if she could help. Mike explained that he was just looking for something for his wife and wouldn’t need assistance right away.  As the girl went to help another customer, mike grabbed a pair of stockings from the shelf, and after a quick check to make sure no one was looking, followed Janis into the dressing room. Once in the passageway he removed the stockings from the package. The dressing room doors were full size that went all the way to the floor, peering thru the slats Mike made his way to the last one, their he saw Janis, her skirt was already removed, she stood their admiring her body in the mirror. Standing in her pink g- string she thought to herself of the good job she had done to keep her figure at 39, she still felt and looked sexy.

Janis began to remove her sweater, pulling it over her head, mike entered the room and grabbed her hands, pinning them above her head, he also covered her mouth with his free hand, shutting the door with his foot, and he instructed Janis not to scream. Reaching under the sweater he put he gently put one of the stocking into Janis’s mouth, the other stocking he wrapped around Janis’s sweater covered wrist. Having her face the wall he hooked her hands on a coat hook.  Her hands were tightly bound above her head, the sweater blocked her vision, although she had had fantasies of being tied up against her will, now that it was a reality really frightened her.

Mike took a deep breath, the smell of Janis’s perfume filled the room, he made sure the door was locked. He breathe deeply, running his fingers down Janis’s back, he ran his hands over her tight ass cheeks. Slowly he ran his hand between her cheeks, stopping when he felt his fingers reach the wet spot in her panties, her fear was giving way to excitement, as she sensed she was not in physical danger. Mike traced his fingers back up her ass crack then in one swift motion slapped her ass cheek, which initially shocked Janis, but gave way to a pleasurable sensation. Kneeling behind her he began kissing and sucking and Janis’s ass cheek, pulling her away from the wall, which forced her to bend forward, he moved the g-string aside and began to tongue between her legs moving towards her cunt. Slowly she spread her legs, allowing him more access to her love box.

Her juices began to flow as Mike moved his tongue up to her cunt hole. She spread her legs more and leaned further forward, exposing her clit to his tongue. Just as Janis began to enjoy Mikes tongue, he stood up and removed his shorts. His cock sprung into action. Mike stood behind Janis and slid his cock between her thighs; pass her cunt hole up to her clit. Feeling his hard cock rub on her clit, brought Janis to the brink of orgasm just then mike pull his cock back and in one motion pushed his cock into her hole, driving it deep. Janis clamped down with her pussy muscles, wanting to keep his cock deep inside her, this aroused Mike even more, making him thrust harder and harder.

As Mike pumped Janis’s cunt he could hear her moan through the stocking in her mouth, he pumped her harder feeling her cunt pulsating with each thrust, she began to pump him back not wanting it to stop, she was slowly giving in to the excitement. Suddenly Mike stopped and pulled out not wanting to cum yet, he sat on the floor with his head between her legs and began to suck on Janis’s swollen clit. Reaching up he inserted two fingers into her wet pussy, putting them in deeper and deeper. A feeling began to overtake Janis as she began to orgasm violently, thrusting her hips into his finger, her pussy juice flowing from her, running down Mike’s face and chin.

Mike slowly stopped pumping Janis, with his fingers. Standing behind her once again he began to rub her wet pussy with his hard cock. Her swollen cunt lips moistening his shaft, he slid his cock deeply inside her, lubricating his shaft more. The smell of sex filled the tiny room, exciting Janis even more. Reaching under the sweater that covered Janis’s face, mike put his pussy soaked fingers up to Janis’s mouth, pulling the stocking out; he inserted his fingers into her mouth. She eagerly sucked on them. Removing his cock from her cunt, and reaching up he unhooked her hands from the coat hook. Whispering he instructed her to get on her knees facing him. Raising the sweater just above her mouth, he one inserted his hard cock into her mouth, still holding her arms above her head, maintaining control. Janis could smell the mixture of sex and sweat in his pubic hairs, his cock began to pulsate in her mouth, his strokes became shorter and faster, driving his cock deep into her mouth. He came suddenly shooting warm cum deep into her mouth, she tried to swallow it all, but there was too much, it began to spill out her mouth along the shaft of his cock. Afterwards he withdrew his cock and rubbed it on her lips. As he went soft he let go of her arms, she fell forward into a kneeling position, cum still in her mouth and on her cheeks. He put on his shorts, and without saying a word unlocked the door and left. She struggled to get her hands untied, finally freeing herself. Straightening herself up and getting dress she left the store unsure of how she felt. As she approached her car she notice a guy sitting in a black pickup looking at her. Could this be him she thought to herself. No she decide he would have waited around like that.



A Trip to the Mall



I got a call from Sarehbeth who is one of my models saying she wanted to do a mall shoot for her website. Nothing in public, that could get her in trouble, just her trying on lots of different sexy clothes in the mall. Let me explain a bit, you see I am an amateur photographer for several different women who have adult amateur websites.

She asked if it was possible to do the shoot without a flash so we wouldn't be noticed. I told her if the dressing rooms were lit well enough the photos would come out fine. She said "Sounds good." and we planned to do the shoot on a Tuesday as we figured it would be slow at the mall and there would be less chance of being caught.

I should probably describe Sarehbeth to you she stands about five feet tall and has a zoftig figure that is very sexy. Her skin is a pale alabaster color that looks so sexy in the sunlight. She has blonde hair and green eyes that make you want to melt into her and never leave. Her measurements are 38DDD-33-46 so she has a great hourglass figure. Her breasts are all natural with pale areolas and delicate small nipples that are very sensitive. Sarehbeth is one of the sexiest women I have ever met in my life.

I picked her up bright and early in my van and off we went to the mall. Sarehbeth was wearing a sexy schoolgirl out fit to show the contrast between what she was wear and what she was trying on. Once we got to the mall I drove to the top of the parking structure and discovered there was only one other car parked there. I pulled into a parking space and shut off the van and lit a cigarette. As I was doing that the driver of the other car came walking out and got into her car and drove off. 

I looked over at Sarehbeth and asked "So are you ready for this?"

She smiled sweetly and replied "Almost.... I need to find a place to carry these." She reached into her backpack and pulled out a set of four ben-wah balls connected by a string.

I smiled wickedly and said, "I can think of a place and since we are alone here why don't I help you get ready?"

She looked at me and slid her skirt up around her waist and said, "What do you have in mind?"

I reached over and began to slowly caress her pussy thru her panties. This brought a gentle moan from her lips and she slid down in the seat to allow me better access to her sweet pussy. I kept rubbing her mound playing with her clit piercing and after a few moments of this I felt her clit stand up and I began to rub her clit in earnest. Sarehbeth moaned louder and in a raspy voice said, "If you keep that up I am going to cum!" 

I responded by rubbing her clit and playing with her clit ring even more. She gasped and grabbed my arm and she stifled a scream in the back of her throat as her body was wracked with the spasm of orgasm. As her orgasm washed over her she trembled slightly and moaned how good it felt. Once she has finished having her orgasm she looked over at me and said "Well that will make it easier to put the beads where they are going."

Once Sarehbeth climbed into the back of the van I got out my camera and began to take pictures as she lifted her plaid skirt to reveal the sexy pair of white lace panties I had been rubbing her clit thru only moments ago. She slipped them off and reached into her little backpack and got out the string of four beads and slowly and very seductively slipped them one after the other into her shaved pussy. Now each one of the balls has a smaller weighted ball inside it that caused the most delightful sensation with each step she took. Sarehbeth then slipper her panties back on and we made our way into the mall.

Our first stop in the mall was a store called Torrid that specializes in sexy clothing for plus sized women and while Sarehbeth falls on the smaller end of their scale she found four outfits she wanted to try on. Sarehbeth asked a sales girl "Is it ok to try them on with my "boyfriend" in the dressing room with me because I don't like coming out and parading around for everyone to see."

The sales girl smiled said, "Sure, go right ahead. Lots of couples do it."

We both looked at each other and smiled at the unintentional double entendre and we headed back to the dressing room that was the farthest back so as to give us the most privacy. Once inside the dressing room with the door securely locked I got out my camera and Sarehbeth began undressing as I took pictures. The first outfit she tried on was a one-piece dress made from lightweight black denim that came down to mid thigh and it had a shiny silver zipper that ran down the front from her neck to her waist so it allowed her to show as much cleavage as she liked or even to let all of her tits to show if she wanted too. 

She changed from one outfit to the next and I kept snapping pictures. The second one was a purple slip type dress followed by a sexy red baby doll top and finally a blue corset that she looked very sexy in. After watching her change into and out of all these outfits I was harder that a steel pipe and Sarehbeth saw my condition. She proceeded to kneel down in front of me wearing only her white panties and the blue corset and unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock and started to give me a blowjob the like of which I have never had. She worked on just the head for a while and then licked the underside of the shaft all the way down and back up to the tip. She then grabbed my ass and took my cock as deep as she could into her mouth and swallowed me as hard as she could. Just as I was about to cum she stopped and looked up at me with a devilish look and said "Not yet....I want to make you wait for it." Then she stood up and started to take off the corset and as she was doing that I spotted the ring at the end of the ben-wah ball string and gently tugged on it for a few minutes causing her to get weak in the knees and just as I sensed she was about to cum from that I stopped and wickedly said, "If I have to wait so do you." 

She finished dressing again and we left Torrid and continued on thru the mall. Every so often I would have her stop and pose for a picture or two. Nothing too racy just average poses to show her in the mall. As we walked around Sarehbeth spotted a shoe store that sold some of the hottest looking stiletto shoes and boots. The store was one of those self-service kinds of shoe store but they had all the normal trappings of a regular shoes store. So I played shoe salesman for her and she picked out a few pairs she liked and brought them to a chair near the back of the store away from the register where the clerk was. 

I slid the little stool with the ramp on the front over in front of her and she slipped off the shoes she was wearing and I put the first stiletto on her foot. It was a pair of red six-inch spike healed stilettos and she loved them. I put one on her right foot and as she placed her left foot on the ramp for me to put the other shoe on I was treated to a glimpse of her lacy white panties and I could see the crotch was wet. Once I had both shoes on she stood up and walked around to try them out.

The sight of Sarehbeth walking around in those shoes was very erotic and she knew the effect it was having on me and she knew it. She came back and sat down slipping the red shoes off and handing me the next pair. These were also six-inch spike heels but they were thigh high boots this time. Sarehbeth smiled wickedly and placed her foot in my crotch and rubbed my very hard cock thru my pants and made it very difficult for me to concentrate on anything else but her foot and the pleasure she was giving me.

She took her foot away and I helped her slip her foot into the boot and then proceeded to lace the boots up and because they were thigh high I was lacing the tops of them under her skirt. So as I finished lacing the first one I lingered a little longer under her skirt teasing her by stroking the inside of her thighs. She sighed gently and pulled her leg back and I helped her into the other boot and this time when I lingered I brushed the front of her panties and teased her a little in the process. She gasped quietly as I pushed the back of my hand onto her clit ring. She then stood up and walked around the room and when the clerk was busy ringing some else up she turned her back to me and flashed her ass at me. 

She then came back and sat down and I told her we needed to go or more accurately I needed to go. She smiled seductively at me and said, "Am I teasing you too much?" My response was a simple "Yes" backed up by my unzipping my pants and taking a few strokes of my cock right there in the store. She grinned and said, "Put that away before we get arrested." I quickly zipped up and she took off the boots and we left the shoe store before we got caught. Once out side the store I asked Sarehbeth if she was hungry and she said she was so off to the food court we went. 

I let Sarehbeth lead the way to the food court so I could watch her from behind as she walked and I was well rewarded for my decision to let her go ahead of me. As she walked she had a sexy sway to her hips and her legs looked so hot I couldn't believe all the guys in the mall weren't mobbing her. We had to take the escalator to the second level to get to the food court so I turned on the camera and she got on a step or two in front of me and I was able to get some great up skirt shots as we rode the escalator up to the second floor. Sarehbeth didn't even notice me taking these pictures. 

I joked with Sarehbeth maybe we could talk the girls at Hot Dog on a Stick to let her help make the lemonade. She didn't understand till she saw the girls behind the counter bouncing up and down making the lemonade with the paddle in the large vat on the floor. She said yea it would make for a really good shoot but with the ben-wah balls in place the bouncing motion would make her cum and she wouldn't be able to control herself. We each had a hot dog on a stick and I had lemonade and Sarehbeth had an Orange Julius, which she called the best thing in a food court that wasn't in a guys pants.

After we ate I told her I needed to use the restroom and she said she could stand to do the same thing. We headed for the restrooms but discover they were closed for cleaning. Except for the family restroom. This is designed for single dads with daughters or moms with sons to be able to take their kids to the restroom with out having to send a child in alone. This made it so when we walked in together no one thought twice about it. I stepped up to do my business and she reached around and took hold of my cock and held it for me while I took a leak. She whispered in my ear, "I always wanted to do that." But when I was done she didn't let go, She started stroking my semi erect cock, and had me hard as a rock in a second and I told her, "Don't start something you don't want to finish." 

I slowly turned around and backed her up to the counter and lifted her up on to the counter and slid her panties off her ass and started to play with her clit ring. Sarehbeth was already wet from having the ben-wah balls inside her all this time so she was close to orgasm already. I rubbed her clit in quick circles and as she got closer to cumming I gently tugged on the string to the beads and causing them to bounce in all the right places. I kept this up till she started to cum and then I pulled the string and removed the beads one at a time causing her to cum each time one of the balls emerged. 

Once Sarehbeth recovered she looked into my eyes and said, "Fuck me and fuck me hard right here and now!" Sarehbeth hopped down off the counter and turned around so I could take her from behind. I took my cock and rubbed her clit with the head and then plunged my cock deep and hard into her. She shoved part of her skirt into her mouth to stifle a scream of pleasure as I started to thrust into her for all I was worth. I looked into the mirror to watch her face and I pounded away for all I was worth. Her face was contorted in a look of pure ecstasy, as she was cumming again and again. I could feel her pussy spasm each time she had an orgasm and the sensation was bringing me to the point of no return very quickly. I moaned to her, "I'm gonna cum!!" She looked at me in the mirror and said, "Cum in my mouth so I can share it with you!"

As I was about to cum I pulled out and Sarehbeth spun around and dropped to her knees and just as her tongue touched the tip of my cock I started shooting a massive load of spunk which she carefully caught in her mouth and when I had finished cumming she stood up and pulled me closer and kissed me so I could taste both her juices and my own cum at the same time. We kissed and our tongues danced like serpents in a pit. This went on till neither one of us could taste ourselves anymore. We held each other till we heard someone trying to open the door. I told whomever it was I would be out in a minute. We quickly got dressed and Sarehbeth slipped the ben-wah balls in her purse and I tucked her panties in my pocket as we slipped out of the restroom leaving it smelling slightly of sex.

We left the food court in search of anther store to take a few more pictures and after a few minutes of window-shopping we came upon a Fredrick's of Hollywood and decide this would work nicely. We went in and were browsing around when Sarehbeth stopped and pulled me close and whispered in my ear, "I can feel my juices running down my leg and it is turning me on."

I replied, "Well when we get in the changing room I will get down on my knees and lick you clean and keep licking till you cum again. But you have to be quiet or we will get caught."

Sarehbeth said, "I think I can do that...I might whimper a bit but not loud enough for anyone but you to hear and I know you like to hear me cum."

Sarehbeth and I picked out a few different outfits for her to try on. One was a black lace up corset with lots of lace. The second was a matching set of bra, panties, garter belt and stockings. We also picked out a few different camisoles and a couple of teddies as well. With all this in hand we headed over to the fitting rooms where the clerk led us to a nicely lit and large fitting room. Inside we were pleased to find a comfy bench for her to sit on and a nice chair for me to sit in. The other nice thing was it had a full door so no one could see in at all.

Sarehbeth closed the door and hung up the outfits on the wall and then slowly stripped out of her skirt. Once naked from the waist down she sat down on the bench and I got down between her legs and licked up the juices that were running down her leg. Once I had licked her legs clean I licked her clit and chewed on her clit ring and as I did this I looked up into her eyes and said, "You must be quiet or I will have to stop." She nodded as she bit her lip to keep herself quiet. I continued to suck her clit and lick her pussy lips for all I was worth and soon I felt her tremble with the onset of an orgasm. 

I slowed my pace slightly to make her pleasure last as long as possible. Sarehbeth began to shake more as her orgasm began to wash over her and she grasped the back of my head and pulled my face into her as hard as she could and I sucked her clit as if my life depended on it. After a few moments she gasped and looked at me and whispered, "That was an incredible orgasm.... thank you!" She leaned down and kissed me and once she finished kissing me she sat back and licked her lips and commented, "I never realized I tasted so good." 

We both smiled and took a second to gather ourselves together and I began to take pictures as she got dressed in the different outfits one at a time as I shot picture after picture of her. After about 20 minutes of changing into and out of the different outfits Sarehbeth paused while wearing the matching bra, panties, garters and stockings and carefully got down on her knees and unzipped my jeans and pulled out my cock which had begun to get hard again. She stroked my cock to bring it to it full hardness and then she took my member into her mouth and started giving me the blowjob of a lifetime. She paused long enough to look up at me and whisper, "You have to be quiet too and if the clerk knocks on the door you must answer her or I will stop...got it?" I nodded quickly and she took my member deep into her mouth and sucked for all she was worth. I just prayed that no one would knock on the door.

Sarehbeth sucked my cock for several minutes uninterrupted but it was inevitable that the clerk came to check on us. We had been in the fitting room for nearly 30 minutes so I am sure she thought we were up to something. The clerk knocked and asked, "How is it going in there?"

I cleared my throat quietly and replied weakly, "Doing fine.... just a couple of outfits left to try on and we will be done."

The clerk asked, "Is there anything I can get you in a different size or color maybe?"

I was getting close to cumming and all I wanted was for the clerk to be gone so I could cum and not be afraid of getting caught. I finally said, "UM yea do you have the corset in red maybe?"

The clerks voice replied, "Sure let me go get it for you." I thanked the gods silently and put my hands on the back of Sarehbeths head and urged her to hurry and finish. She reacted by taking my balls in her hand and gently squeezing them and just as I started to cum a bucket full of cum we heard the clerk saying, "I have it in red and in a burgundy so I brought both." Sarehbeth just swallowed for all she was worth and then stood up and went to the door and open it just a crack and leaned her head around the edge and took the two corsets from the clerk and closed the door. When she turned around and faced me I noticed that there was a small blob of cum running down her chin from the corner her lips on one side. 

I was pretty sure the clerk had seen it I only hope she would be upset by it. I decided to buy the outfit Sarehbeth was wearing to help appease the clerk if she was upset. I told Sarehbeth to leave the outfit on and I took the tags off so she could wear the outfit home. The only problem was there were security tags on the bra and garters. Sarehbeth said "Don't worry about it, I will ask the clerk to remove them after you pay for them."

I asked, "How? You will have to open your blouse and skirt out in the store for her to remove them."

Sarehbeth said, "And this is a problem how? You wanted me to flash in public didn't you?" 

I asked, "Are you sure?"

Sarehbeth smiled wickedly and replied, "Never more sure in my life." 

She then used her finger to scoop up the blob of cum and fed it to me. Sarehbeth had known it was there when she opened the door. She wanted the clerk to know she had just blown me. I was shocked and turned on like never before. I had just cum only minutes before and I was already getting hard for the third time today. Sarehbeth put on her blouse and skirt and handed me her bra, which I put in my pocket with the panties from before.

She then opened the door and we headed for the front counter and found the sales clerk that had helped us earlier and told her we wanted to buy the matching set and she wanted to wear it out of the store. The clerk said, "sure no problem let go ring them up then we will deal with the security tags." I paid for the items and then the clerk said, "OK now I need to remove the security tags." At which point Sarehbeth hiked up her skirt and revealed the tag on the garter. The clerk who was understandably surprised at Sarehbeths actions reached down and removed the tag. Sarehbeth the opened her blouse and let the clerk remove the one from the bra. Sarehbeth did all this while standing at the front counter. Once the tags were off Sarehbeth looked at me and said, " you know it a little warm out will you hold these for me?" and reached under her skirt and removed the panties I had just bought her. I took them from her and quickly took a sniff and tucked them into my shirt pocket like a hanky in a tuxedo. 




A Trip to the Mall



The clerk smiled knowingly and told me, "You're a lucky man and I hope you enjoyed your time shopping with us today."

I grinned and said, "Best damn time shopping I have ever had. I am sure we will be back."

Sarehbeth chimed in with, "Oh yea we will defiantly be back, And maybe then you can help me make sure I am wearing the correct sizes."

The clerk looked at Sarehbeth with a look of lust in her eyes and said, "I would be more than happy to help in ANY way I can."

And with that Sarehbeth and I made out way out of the store and into the mall and after a short while we decided to call it a day and we made our way to the van. As I pulled the van onto the highway I dared her to ride all the way home with her skirt off. She smiled and replied, "I never turn down a dare." And reached for the Velcro closure of her skirt and undid it. Then after her skirt was open and anyone in a tall truck could see her she said, "I'll even go one step further." And proceeded to unbutton her button down blouse and then got the ben-wah balls out of her purse and slowly inserted them into her pussy. She then rode all the way home wearing nothing but the lacy black bra and matching garters and stockings.

The drive across town took about thirty minutes and Sarehbeth was even more excited once we got home. She showed me how excited she was by taking my hand and putting it between her legs so I could feel the wetness that was literally dripping from her. She also said, "I actually had a small orgasm as we exited the freeway." This made my dick even harder than before and I didn't think that was possible.

As I found a parked the van in the driveway Sarehbeth got dressed again so we could go into the house. Once I parked Sarehbeth asked me to wait a minute before I got out and then she reached over and unzipped my pants and fished out my hard cock and started to stroke it with one hand and with the other she caressed my balls thru my pants bringing me rapidly to the point of cumming right there. But before I could cum she stopped and put my cock back in my pants and told me, "Soon baby, soon but not just yet."

I sat there for a moment and tried to gather myself together so I wouldn't look like something was wrong when we got out of the van. Once I had gathered my composure back we headed into the house to see what kind of fun we could have in private.

As we walked up to the front door I was unlocking the front door when Sarehbeth seductively called my name. I turned to see what she needed only to find her standing there holding open the front of her skirt. She said to me, "I'm not going in till you pull these ben-wah balls out of me."

I paused for a second and grinned like a man insane. Sarehbeth stepped closer and I reached between her legs and found the ring on the end of the string and tugged gently but rapidly over and over. Not trying to pull them out but just to make the bounce inside her and hit all the right spaces. Sarehbeth grasped my shoulder and that caused her to drop one side of her skirt revealing her ass in all its glory to all my neighbors. I realized that I needed to finish this up quickly and I began to pull the ben-wah balls out quickly. I pulled them faster than she had ever had them pulled out before. Sarehbeth had an orgasm so hard she actually squirted right there on the porch of my house. This caused Sarehbeth to go weak in the knees and she collapsed into my arms. I quickly scooped her up and took her inside and laid her down on the bed so she could recover.

After closing the front door I returned to the bedroom to find Sarehbeth lying on the bed wearing only the stockings and garter belt and slowly playing with her pussy. Sarehbeth looked at me and said, "Get over here and fuck me properly!" At which point I stripped naked and joined her on the bed. I was already hard as rock and Sarehbeth grabbed my cock and guided me straight to her pussy. She had had enough foreplay at the mall and on the ride home. I drove my cock deep into her and fucked her for all I was worth slamming as deep into her as I could and then pulling out till just head of my cock was inside her. I kept this up for a while and after a bit she stopped me and told me to lie down so she could ride me. I lay down and Sarehbeth climbed on top of me and started to ride me like a jockey riding a horse slamming herself down onto me over and over again. 

Now I had already cum three times today so I had plenty of staying power. And after a time I told her to get on her hands and knees so I could fuck her doggy style. Sarehbeth turned and sucked my cock for a second as she got onto her hands and knees. I took my place behind her and slipped my cock into her from behind and as I did so she squeezed my cock with her pussy and milked me as I fucked her from behind. I took my thumb and started caressing her sweet ass hole and slowly worked my thumb into her ass. Once I had my thumb in place I switched to my fingers and worked one then two and then three fingers into her tight ass. Sarehbeth cried out, "OH MY GAWD!! I AM CUMMING!!"

She continued loudly, "CAN YOU FEEL ME CUMMING?!?! IT FEELS SO GOOD!!" 

And then even louder she yelled, "CUM WITH ME!! FILL MY PUSSY WITH YOUR CUM!!!"

That was it the feeling of her cumming and her screaming at me to cum with her pushed me over the edge and I started to cum hard! I felt my cock swell and surge as shot after powerful shot of cum shot out of me and into her. Finally after we enjoyed a massive simultaneous orgasm I collapsed next to her on the bed and pulled her close to me and held her in my arms till we both drifted off to sleep the sleep of well-worn lovers.



A Trip to the Mall



Following my instructions, you approach the sales girl at the Victoria's Secret counter. You ask politely for "something special" and she leads you to a section of their most revealing outfits -- high cut skimpy lace panties, half-bras, sheer slips, and more. You select a flimsy white lace bra and matching panties, as well as white stockings.

Entering the changing room, you close the door and quickly strip.

Remembering my instructions, you change into the lingerie and slip off your string of pearls. You wrap them around your index and middle fingers, and then use your other hand to pull your panties aside.

Your pussy is already soaked, you've been getting wetter over the last hour as you began to follow each step of my instructions -- putting on your pearls, going to the mall, selecting an outfit, getting the pearls ready, and now... preparing your camera. Sliding your camera phone from your purse, you ponder a few different poses, wondering which I would like best.

Finally you decide to take a few shots, knowing that the more thought you put into this, the harder I will fuck you when looking at them... You pull your panties aside and slide two fingers into your soaked cunt, holding the camera close to catch a clear picture. Then you place a leg up on the bench and take a few more photos -- your smile, your tongue, your hard nipples...

You look down and take a picture of my favorite angle -- looking down the front of your panties as you hold them open, showing me your pussy.

You want desperately to cum after your photo shoot, but it wasn't on your instruction list. You admire yourself in the mirror and shrug the top of the bra off to release your beautiful tits.

Your nipples ache to be sucked...

Your fingers pinch and pull at them, tugging until they are almost painfully hard. Your knees begin to buckle as you feel your pussy contract. You want to be cum so badly right now.

Sighing again, you change back into your clothes. Leaving the store, you spot me waiting for you in the food court.

You saunter to me and give me a slow, soft kiss before pressing the phone into my hand. I glance down and smile wickedly. Taking your hand, I practically drag you into one of the chain stores...

Turning down aisles randomly, as soon as we're out of the beaten path, I kiss you hard and squeeze your ass cheeks as you start to tell me all the details. I hold a finger to your lips and wink.

I pull you into an out-of-the way aisle, pin you against the wall and rip open your shirt so I can tug at your sore nipples. I push you down into a squatting position, using one hand to hold your wrists and arms above your head.

You look up at me, pleading for what you know is coming next...

"Please...?" you whimper softly.

I take out my aching cock rub it's hardness against your lips so you can taste my pre-cum. Holding it by the base, I smack your giggling face until you moan desperately, begging me to put my cock in your mouth...

I then begin fucking your pretty face... giving you the throat reaming you so sweetly deserve. I look at the images on the camera phone, slowly sliding my hot shaft into your mouth as I admire your poses.

To remind you of how sexy you are, I whisper my favorite perverted pet names for you... "Fuck slut", "Cum whore", "Dirty bitch", "Cum junkie", "Cock whore"..."My little Cum Slut"...

I hold myself at the brink of orgasm until I say one that really makes you moan long and hard, then pull my cock from your mouth to slide it across your smiling lips.

I release your wrists and grab a handful of your hair so I can fuck your sweet mouth harder. You moan throatily, enjoying the feeling of being my forced to suck my cock in a semi-public place, aware that you may be discovered at any moment.

With a low growl of animal lust, I pull my cock out of your hungry mouth. You pant for a few gasping breaths, biting your lip and looking upward with pleading eyes.

Your eyes shining, you dreamily whisper only one word in a hoarse voice...

"More..."

You struggle forward, trying to recapture my cock which throbs only inches away from your lips. I hold your hair firmly, denying you. You gaze up again, whimpering disappointedly.

With an extended growl, you feel my grip tighten in your hair, pulling your head backward.

Your eyes locked on mine, you need no instruction.

You push the soft flesh of your breasts together and a moment later I begin to shoot thick ropes of hot cum across your full mounds and almost painfully hard nipples. Your smooth skin is a willing canvas for hot, wet lashes of sperm... painting you into a picture of wanton lust.

You stay in that position - squatting in front of me, holding your cum-splattered tits.

I use the head of my cock to smear the warm sticky cum in circles around your nipples... pausing occasionally to slide my length into your open mouth so you can taste me...

Darting your clever tongue forward to lap kitten-soft licks of cum from the underside of my shaft, you ask in a seductive voice...

"Please... will you let me cum, too?"



A Trip To The Mall



Oak Park Fashion Mall had lived up to its listing in the yellow pages as the "source for all your fashion needs". I had been there for 4 hours and spent a lot of money increasing Tammie,s wardrobe from the skin out. I had been in almost every store that featured ladies clothes (I don't remember if there were many mens stores) except one large one that had it windows covered. There was signs indicating that a special sale would start a 9:00. I was wearing a pair of grey slacks and a printed rayon shirt, but under those was a pair of Vanity Fair panties, a bra, camisole all from the lace piquant line and a pair of Haines Silk Reflections pantyhose (Gentlebrown).

I was really getting tired and the new clothes I had purchased were causing a real longing on my part to get back to the motel room so I could try them on. But I looked at my watch and it was 8:30 and I was curious just what kind of special sale they were going to have. I started back to the far end of the mall figuring that maybe I could find out a little more.

As the store came into sight I saw that they were starting to take down the paper from the windows. I was glad I had waited because what my eyes fell on was a large display of lingerie from Vanity Fair, Bali, Wolcol.

I tried to be as inconspicuous as possible while I stood there and dreamed about how some of those lovely pieces of femininity would look on body. I slowly moved along the store front taking in the peignoirs, and floor length gowns.I knew I was going to have wait another few minutes and get in on this special sale. I moved away from the store and waited until about 9:15 when I nonchalantly walked back towards the store. I wished now I had taken my packages to the car as I was nearly overloaded with sacks from "Dillards", "Jones", "Victoria Secrets", Merle Norman, etc. 

I was about three steps inside the store when I heard this ladies voice that was a little loud saying "Just where do you think you're going". I turned to see what the commotion was only to discover that she was talking to me. She grab me by the arm and started to push out while explaining that it was a ladies only sale. As her hand reached the middle of my back I knew she could feel the my bra through my shirt. Sure enough she stopped talking for just a couple of seconds then she grab my arm to stop my progress towards the door. She looked me in the eyes and noticed that I was wearing mascara and then she caught sight of my nails with their clear polish as I reached up to remove her hand from my arm. She reached and took the front of my shirt in her other hand and opened a couple of buttons of course finding my lingerie. 

By now a small group of ladies had gathered and there was some giggling and jeering to add to my embarrassment. The lady who had stopped me was saying the face says male the lingerie is definitely ladies but really flat chested which got a lot of laughter from the growing crowd. Someone in the crowd suggested there was only one way to solve this. I looked to see if I could figure out who said that when I saw a lady making her way towards me. As she got within arms reach she unzipped my pants and reached in, her hand found my hose.    As we walked to the wig department she said her name was debbie and wanted to know if I had a female name. I told her I used Tammie and that I was a transvestite. We picked out a shoulder length brown wig and she asked what I wanted next. I told her I had always wanted a really good set of breast prothesis.So we headed to the lingerie section as there was a sales representative from "CAMP" there. 

I will admit it was a pretty strange feeling as I looked around I saw some women looking at me in my lingerie and some were looking with longing in their eyes at my crotch. We found the saleslady from CAMP and explained what it was that I wanted and she was very nice as she fitted me with my first set of silicone boobs. With the added weight the bra straps started to dig into my shoulders and I could again feel some life being built up in my crotch. I hoped that it would not get out of control or be noticed by any of the ladies. 

Debbie thought it was time to get some clothes on me and as she said that she looked down and told me to get my emotions under control. As I was starting to stain my panties and she had plans for me and they did not include my period. I could feel myself turning beet red at the same time wondering how she new I at times would wear napkins. 

We next decided to pick up a blouse and skirt before moving onto shoe's. The other lady's were becoming somewhat use to having me around as when we passed some of them would smile at me and several even complemented me on my lovely camisole. As we approached the blouse racks I saw it a gorgeous long sleeve pure white silk blouse. It had a high collar with embroidered light pink roses down the front and a button back. I knew that no matter what the cost I would have that in my collection before the night ended.I walked to the rack and picked out size 12 slipping it over my arms my nerves fired in the thrill of the material sliding over my arms. 

Debbie walked up behind me and started to fasten the buttons and several other lady's stopped to watch. I told the sales clerk when she came up to just cut off the tags as I would wear around during the remainder of my shopping. Well now we needed to find a skirt that would go with my new blouse, the sales took us over to the skirts and suggested a full flared silk skirt that was coal black it was expensive but I figured why not I was having a ball so may as well leave broke. As I was trying that on several ladies came up to Debbie and whispered something in her ear and I could see was not happy with what she was hearing. After I had on my new skirt we started walking to the shoe department giving me time to ask her what the women were telling.

I really figured that they wanted me out of the store as I was in their opinion some kind of a pervert. What she told really made me stop in my tracks, it seems they were jealous of her. They wanted to hold an auction a the end of the evening for me. She felt I should be hers as she was escorting me around and helping me pick out my clothes. I only hoped she would not ask me my opinion, the idea of being auctioned off in front of a bunch of women did sound like fun. 

We moved on to find a pair of shoes and I told Debbie that I then wanted a make over before to much more time passed. We selected a pair of open toed heels they had 3 inch heels and an ankle straps and they showed off my red nails.The shoe clerk and Debbie wondered if I should get such a high heel but I assured them both that I had a lot of experience in walking in heels. As we walked over to get my make over I could my panties getting damp from all the excitement of the past few hours.

As we approached the cosmetics area the same two women that had approached Debbie about the auction came walking towards us. Debbie sent me on alone whil furniture or more specifically in the bed area. At that there was a lot of giggling followed by a few cheers, I could feel some of the ladies near me looking at me and grinning. When Debbie came up she was grinning ear and told me not worry I would have lots of fun before the night was over.

Well my make over was complete even my nails now matched my toes instead of the clear I had used. Well it was only 11:30 and we had several hours before I would go on the auction block so we walked around for a little bit I enjoyed looking at a few of the ladies there and wondering who would bid on, and what would they do if they won. 

Debbie noticed me looking hard at the floor length gowns so we went over and picked several for me to try on. As I was coming out of the dressing room I saw the bridal gowns and I guess my eyes really lit up. Debbie being the observant one noticed that and suggested after I finished picking out my formal I try one on.It didn't take me long to pick out a formal knowing that there were racks of bridal gowns waiting.Debbie did wonder (joking a little) about my wearing white, I told that while Jim had been married Tammie had never been made love to. 

She just grinned and told me to hurry and pick out one while my virginity was still intact. I picked out several and moved to the dressing room after I removed new blouse and skirt Debbie helped me into the first gown which neither of us cared for. Also we decided that I needed a slip so she went out to find one. I slipped out the dress and had the other on one and was trying to figure a way a of buttoning the back as I had not noticed that it was a button back instead of a zipper. 

Debbie returned with a hoop slip and noticed my problem so she buttoned the dress. I turned around and we both liked what we saw except the dress really needed the hoop slip. Debbie told me to pick up the skirt and I stepped into the slip.As she pulled the slip she could not but help seeing the large wet stain that was spreading across the front of my panties and hose. She finished pulling up the slip and adjusted the skirt of my gown.We both knew that this one was for me and it fit perfectly so it was cut off the tags, as She thought I should wear it for the auction. 

So I took it off and put on the clothes I had been wearing when I had come in back on. She told the sales clerk to get it delivered to the auction site but not to tell anyone about it as we wanted it to be a surprise. 

By now it was 1:15 and we needed to go back to the lingerie section and get a dry pair of panties for me. We picked out a pair of lacy white bikini's and headed to the auction site.I wanted to pass by the shoes and get a white pair of heels and on the way there we also picked out a pair of earrings. There was already a gathering as we went behind the temporary curtain where I could change. In addition to the bridal gown the sales clerk had sent over a pair of white hose with bridal bows on the ankle. 

I stripped down to my bra and camisole while Debbie removed tags and got things ready for me. I asked her for the pair of panties and she handed the white hose. I was handing them back thinking she had forgot that I was going to put on the new panties, when she said look closer at those. When I did I saw that she had cut a small hole in the front and quickly figured out what she had in mind. As I pulled them up over my hips I came to full life, I worked myself through the hole the pressure of the hose didn't help in relieving any hardness. 

I hoped that I would soften before I had to go on the block. I put on my new earrings and Debbie freshened my makeup, while I tried to think boring thoughts. It worked I was back to a flaccid state and I slipped on panties followed by the hoop slip. We slipped the bridal gown over my head and Debbie buttonore. 

She called for attention and began explaining how things would be worked. If you wanted to bid it would cost $5.00 for a bid card and you stood to the left anyone who wanted to watch could do so for free. I could hear some rustling as people shifted around. Someone wanted to know just what it was that could be done if they won. The lady that was working as the announcer said that was up to the person who won.  That as long as there was no pain involved it was fair game, she said that the store had made a bed available if the winner was interested. This got a lot of laughs and snickering comments, none of which I could hear. The announcer asked if everyone was ready, a loud roar of yes, bring on the  "WIMP"  "WHERE IS THE LITTLE PUSSY"  "GET THAT PERVERT OUT HERE". 

The MC says "ladies allow me to present for your enjoyment MISS TAMMIE ADAMS". 

"Tammie is wearing from her personnel collection a bridal gown she found here tonight in our collection. Well here I go I slowly step to the edge of the curtain, stopping I take in a deep breath and walk out on stage. "The all satin gown starts at the neck with a stand up collar of lace and simulated pearls. The long sleeves are accented with Venice lace appliques,and the full flowing skirt extends to form a chapel length train". 

As I look at the women who have gathered I look for debbie and she is not within my vision. But then I remember that those who were going to bid for me will be on the left. As I look to the left I cannot believe what I am seeing. There must be 20 women out there dressed in everything from baby doll nighties to floor length gowns.As I scan the my eyes fall on one women in particular, she is one of the ones in a baby doll except that the panties are crotchless and her blonde hair is sticking out. 

As my eyes go higher she opens the jacket and her nipples are exposed through little cutouts in the nightie.My eyes go to her face and what a disappoint her teeth are uneven and several have wide gaps in them. I continue to look for Debbie and finally I find her standing with the two women who had approached her what now seems a lifetime ago. All three are wearing the same long formal gown as our eyes meet they each wink at me. 

I walk up and stand next to the MC (Anne) and she reaches out to take my hand for a minute as the audience takes in my appearance. 

"HE...SHE..IT IS GORGEOUS"  "WHAT A MAKE JOB"  "THEY BROUGHT IN REAL GIRL" 

I was really enjoying this so far, I did wonder what was in store for me but one minute at a time. I walked back and forth in front of the women returning back to where I started from. Before the bidding started Anne reminded all those who wanted to bid that the winner only had me for as long as we were in the store and that we had to be gone before they reopened at 10:00 AM. 

The bidding started at $25.00 with a lot of activity it quickly got up to $200 plus dollars. As it went higher fewer ladies were bidding, the one in the crotchless panties was staying right in there and I was secretly cheering Debbie and her friends on. As it hit $300.00 when crotchless jump it with a $25.00 dollar bid, there was an intense talking between Debbie and her new friends. I could see Debbie using her hands and it looked like she was measuring something, holding her hands apart not unlike she indicating the size of fish. 

Then she formed a circle with her thumb and forefinger. It dawned on me what she was doing she saw me looking at her and she grinned as the other two whispered something in her ear. As she raised the bid on me the lady on her right took one of her fingers and held it near her mouth and slowly moved it back and forth. The only two people now bidding for me was the one wearing crotchless panties and Debbie, I was definitely pulling for Debbie. 

Debbie went all out and raised it by $50.00 and the look she got would have killed a weaker women, but she and her friends had won. 

The three walked towards with big grins, one of them was rolling her tongue along her lips. As they got right in front of me Debbie held back and one lady approached me reaching out and taking each of my hands in me hard then lick me clean. I must have turned three shades of red as she stepped back, the other one that I had not met stepped up. She also took my hands in hers and leaned forward to whisper in my ear. She was going to get me on my back and sit on my face while I ate her cunt. Debbie came forward and planted a kiss on me as, our lipsticks mixed I thought I would cum right then. 

She broke off the kiss and told me that she intended to take me home where we could play with each other to our hearts content. Leslie led me to a chair and told me sit, Sarah came with a bridal garter and knelt in front of me. She had me raise the skirt of my gown as she slipped the garter over my shoes and slipped it up my leg to just above my knee. I stood up holding the hem up so all who were still there could see my lovely legs and new garter. 

After the applause died down Leslie and Sarah lead me over to a bed this was met with a lot of cheering and laughter from the assembled ladies. As Sarah started to unbutton my dress Leslie started to kiss me and fondle my titties.

When Sarah reached the last button Leslie dropped to her knees and reached under my dress to remove the hoop slip. They then lowered the gown off my shoulders past my hips and I stepped out of it. While I stood there posing for those who wanted see me Leslie removed her dress revealing a pink garter belt and matching panties. I laid down on the bed and Leslie mounted me with her panties just barely touching mine. She slowly moved back and forth rubbing our cunts against each other. 

As she did we both could feel life beginning to flow into our pussy's. As the heat built she pressed down harder, Debbie and Sarah were rubbing our nylon covered legs. I felt like I rip the panties as I got harder, Debbie reached around and freed me, my rod was now sticking out the top band of my panties.

Leslie moved up a little so she could rub her panties covered cunt against the head. I looked over at the group of observers and could see they were straining to see the action. I told Leslie to stop for a minute so we could show off our handy work so far. I slipped off the bed and stood up facing the crowd, Leslie and I walked over so they could get a closer look at my cock sticking up over the top of my panties. As we walked Leslie ran her hand across my tush. We returned to the bed where she once again mounted me and picked where she had left off. After a few minutes she slid down and placed her mouth around my throbbing cock, as she did that she slid off my panties. 

I was by now trying to raise my hips to get deeper into her mouth, but she kept teasing by pulling away. She moved in between my legs and using her hand and mouth kept me so hard I thought I would explode. About this time I saw Sarah move towards the head of the bed, and kick off her shoes. She climbed up on the bed and stood at my head grinning as she looked down at me. Moving forward placing her nylon covered feet just under my bra straps she lifted the hem of skirt over my face. I ran my hands up her legs and she lowered herself till I could reach the waist of her panties. 

I pulled them down until they were right at my face I kept them there for a minute inhaling the her damp odor, from the wet state of her panties she was really hot. Sarah lifted one foot free of the panties. Leslie was playing with me and I raised each leg and placed them on her shoulders I was now able to force a little more of me into her mouth. I had to see so I lifted the hem of Sarah's dress and looked at leslie. My white nylon covered legs over her shoulders and the white heels still on feet looked great I pressed harder against her. 

Sarah lowered herself again not stopping until her moist pussy was pressed at my mouth. As I started to lick and nibble she moved just slightly back and forth. Debbie came up behind Sarah and unzipped her dress so she could pull it over head. I could hear the ladies urging us on with each new move by one of us. 

"LOOK AT THAT BITCHES COCK"  "JAMB THAT CUNT IN HIS FACE"  "MAKE HIM CUM"

As I nibbled on Sarah's cunt lips I reached up and fondled her tits through her bra, then I found the hook and removed her bra. Slowly I rubbed each nipple and as I did she pushed her pussy harder against my me careful and let me cum as she wanted to be first. By this time I had been so close to cumming only to be denied that I was beginning to think I never would cum again. 

Every time Leslie would get me close she would stop all movement and just hold me in her mouth. But at least now I knew what I needed to do in order to get Leslie to let me fill her mouth. I renewed my attack on Sarah's cunt with a new found passion by flicking me tongue at the front of her pussy, her juices were flowing along each side of my mouth. That seemed to help her as I could feel her legs tighten a little. 

I then started to nibble again on her pussy lips as I ran my hand from her breast down to play with her hair and rubbed my fingers just inside her cunt. The addition of the finger did it as she clamped her legs tighter and she pushed down harder against my face I new she was happy with what I had done to her.