0 comments/ 14458 views/ 0 favorites Another Step By: alphabravo We have another sister! Maddy has fallen in love with Will and wants to join our family. We're so very happy! We've been watching, giving her room, as she fell in love with our wonderful brother. She was a lesson in restraint and composure, never being obvious, never being something she wasn't, just our own steady Maddy. She's still struggling with our openness, I can tell that she is Leah had asked her to wake Will from a nap and Maddy had gone into the big bedroom to get him for Leah. I guess that I walked by just seconds after Maddy had gotten there. When I saw what was happening, I froze and watched two people that I dearly love begin their dance of romance and appreciation. Maddy was on her knees at the side of the bed. Will, with just a pair of tight, faded Levis on was sprawled across the bed, one arm thrown up over his forehead, the other across his chest. I saw Maddy reach out to my brother and take his shoulder as if to shake him. She didn't, instead she began stroking his shoulders, chest, and flat belly. She lightly pulled his body hair, ran her hands over his smoothly muscled chest and leaned over and kissed his neck. She continued to stroke him, kissing him with light, brief kisses all over his upper body. I could see her hands trembling as she laid her hands on my brother, she was obviously deeply in love. She began whispering his name between those small kisses, and I saw a bulge rising in my brother's jeans as Maddy's stimulation began arousing my sleeping brother. One of Maddy's hands went to that bulge and began cupping and squeezing. I heard her moan slightly as she took his covered cock into her hand. Maddy began whispering to Will and I could just barely hear what she was saying. "Oh, God, Will, what am I going to do? I dream about you every night, erotic dreams that no lady would ever admit to! I've started to realize that I've been sexually repressed all my life, that most of the women in this world don't regard sex the way I used to. I feel like I'm about to step off the end of the world and fall into an unknown existence that could consume me totally!" Her voice was shaking with emotion and fear, and her hands continued to stroke my brother's body and hold his cock. "I'm afraid of what I could become if I let myself go, but since I've been here I've realized that I'm so very stunted in my interactions with others, and I want to grow and mature into a real person! I'm just afraid, Will, I'm afraid of releasing my inhibitions and acting with my heart instead of my head! Oh, what am I going to do? What's going to happen? How will Chastity and I survive these changes that seem to be taking me over? What should I do, Will, what should I do?" Will abruptly ended Maddy's whispers as he took her by both upper arms and drug her up on the bed and on top of him. I looked closely at him and realized that he was still half asleep. I imagine that he was reacting to Maddy's kisses and touches, and had no idea that he had just pulled Maddy close to him and was kissing her mouth. Maddy's eyes were wide open and she was wide-eyed with surprise! I watched as her eyes began to telegraph that she was hungry for the mouth that was presently covering her own. I saw Will's jaw work as he slid his tongue into Maddy's mouth and that was the final straw! Maddy lost it and gave herself up to the feelings that were coursing through her body. Her arms went around Will and her eyes closed as she dedicated herself to receiving and giving the sweetest kiss she'd ever experienced. I saw that Will had a firm ass cheek in each hand and he was grinding his jeans' covered cock against Maddy's mid section. Maddy began spreading her lovely, long legs, and shortly, Will was grinding her cunt with his aroused cock. Maddy began moaning and her hips began rotating instinctively, rubbing her upper vagina against that delicious bulge that was building a strong fire in her very wet sex. Will rolled over, putting Maddy under him, and one hand went to a breast and cupped it gently. I saw my brother's eyes clear up and I realized that he had awakened. "Oh, shit! Maddy! Sweetheart, I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else. You look so much like my ex-wife, Helen! I was dreaming about her. Oh, God, I hope I didn't do anything to upset you! I'm so very sorry, I would never do something like this unless you wanted me to!" Will was apologetic and contrite! Maddy was having nothing to do with that however, and her arms went back around his neck and she pulled him back down to her and said, "Shut up, Will, never apologize to a woman for kissing her unless she slaps you first!" Then she brought her mouth to his again! I continued on my way and gave them some privacy. Maddy immersed herself in a kiss that was as sweet as it was sexual. Will wasn't pushing her at all, he waited until she initiated each step. This man hadn't spent his life behind a desk, his body was hard and ridged with muscle. She tucked her pubis even tighter against his aroused member, and started making small circles, rubbing herself hard on him. She felt a flood of moisture in her own sex as her body prepared itself for the joining of two into that state where they become one. She was gasping now, kissing Will actively and gasping in aroused, animal heat. Will began rotating his hips in the opposite direction from her's and the erotic grinding became even more insistent and intense. "Will!... Please, Will, help me get out of my clothing, I want to feel your skin against me, I want to be naked!...." Maddy was barely able to speak, her voice was hoarse and tremulous. Without breaking their kiss, Will began unfastening buttons and opening zippers. Taking his mouth from hers, he began removing her clothing, kissing each new part of Maddy that her clothing uncovered. "You're so very beautiful, Maddy. You're an amazingly gorgeous and wonderfully sexy woman. Your body is perfect, your face is unforgettable, and your quiet, inner strength is always beckoning to me, bringing me to you, wanting you. I love you, Maddy, I love you very much." Will was completely truthful and open. She felt the truth in his voice and surrendered herself completely, wanting him without any conditions or restrictions, she wanted him inside her. She wanted him to make her his. She began helping him get his clothes off, rushing, wanting to get him against her, wanting to feel the length of his body against her. Wanting to feel his cock as it entered her. Wanting his mouth on hers, his hands on her breasts, as he slid inside her. Maddy wanted Will to make love to her now, right now! The last of his clothing was removed and Will looked Maddy directly in the eyes and said, "You're the most beautiful of women, Maddy. I've had dreams about this, thank you for allowing me to make love with you. I love you very much, Sister." Maddy lay back in the bed and held her arms out to Will, "Come here and make love to me, Will. I want you to fuck me, now, Will, now!" He moved between her lovely legs and his cock brushed against her vagina. Maddy gasped as if she'd been shot and pulled his mouth down to hers. Her arms went around his neck and Will slid inside her in one smooth motion. Their bellies met as a gush of precum flowed from his penis and she started pouring juices around his cock. Maddy brought her legs up and around Will's waist, holding him firmly, getting him as far into her wet pussy as she was able. Will's arms went around Maddy's waist and they became one form, one entity, one being . Neither of them moved, they simply gloried in the feeling of their bodies against the other's, the taste of the other's mouth, the feel of a fully aroused cock that is socketed tightly and completely inside a loving, happily accepting pussy. Will took her mouth away from her and Maddy gave it happily. She was completely transported to a state of single minded purpose, fucking this glorious man and giving herself completely to her need and her desire. They started their dance, moving and working together. Busy mouths, busy hands, and all the while that thick, rigid cock working that elegant nest of clinging lips, that slick, heated passage, that grasping, tight cunt. Maddy started moaning as Will fucked her. She tightened her vaginal muscles and gripped his thrusting cock with velvet folds of wet, hot pussy. She opened her mouth to him and gave herself to his tongue, his cock, and the fulfilling, repetitive motions of fucking. A sudden orgasm took her without warning, an explosion of feeling that came from her belly and focused in her cunt. Her entire body went rigid and every muscle stood out in stark relief as her body succumbed to the waves of pleasure that coursed through her and brought her hips to a rapid pumping motion of need on Will's ready cock. "Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh! Unh!" Maddy lost the ability to speak coherently and began grunting into Will's mouth as crests of feeling shook her fiercely, wrung her out, and the next wave took her over. "I'm cumming Maddy, I'm cumming!" Will began bucking against the lovely body under him as sperm began shooting forcefully into her heated, ready sex, splattering against the inside and electrifying Maddy all over again. They continued working together, moving as one, each move assisting the other in getting the wildly spurting cock as much inside the willing, welcoming pussy as possible. Slowly, their movements abated, as they began regaining control of their bodies. Will began sliding up and grinding his cock against Maddy's aroused clitoris with each stroke into her, and Maddy suddenly took off again, fucking hard and frantically. Will held her tight and stroked her hard and deep, filling her cunt with cock, keeping the blessed friction working, feeling himself fill her completely, feeling her grasping pussy holding him tightly, his cock snugly socketed into her center, her hips pumping as she came again and again. She slowly regained control and they simply laid there. Bodies held tightly, mouths still kissing gently, sperm oozing from around Will's cock and running down the crack of Maddy's ass, sweat running from their hard worked, satisfied bodies, the lassitude and tired satisfaction of a satisfying, hard working fuck holding them in thrall. Will rolled over, keeping himself inside her. They lay side by side, kissing tenderly, Maddy's hips still hunching reflexively every so often. Both of them began dozing, the sweet ennui of sex filling them with a floating, satisfied feeling of completion. They floated in and out of wakefulness for fifteen or twenty minutes, locked in each other's arms, his cock still firmly anchored in her wet, cum-filled, happy pussy. Will felt the heat gradually building inside himself again and he pulled Maddy closer, his cock stirring deep inside her. He started kissing her again, insistent, carnal kisses, demanding, greedy, he took her mouth for his own. This wasn't the sweet, understanding, gentle Will from before. This was a heavy handed, dominating Will, a strong leader who fully expected her to follow where he led. He started taking her there, guiding her, using his strength and his body to take her where he wanted. Maddy felt the change and felt herself responding to it. When Will brought her over on her back and took his cock from her Maddy was dismayed but when he dropped his mouth to her swollen, ready cunt, his tongue absolutely electrified her. When his mouth closed around her clitoris and he began sucking her as his tongue nuzzled and probed her hooded center, Maddy looked at his large cock suspended above her, and she reached up and pulled his hips down to her and sucked that wonderfully stiff dick into her mouth. She panicked for a moment, then her panic disappeared and was replaced with a hungry, needy, urge to suck this thick, mouth filling, cock. As Will kissed and licked and sucked at her cunt, Maddy sucked hard at his cock, forcing it as far into her hungry mouth as she was able. She began working her head back and forth, loud, slurping noises filling the room. When Will began fucking her mouth, she wrapped her arms around his hips and helped him drive his cock into the back of her throat. She loved the feeling of the velvety, insistent head as it slid past the back of her mouth and slightly into her throat with each mouth filling stroke. As Will's tongue curled around her clit and he sucked lightly at her pussy, Maddy was overtaken by a monumental orgasm and she crossed her ankles and locked them, trapping Will's head between her smooth thighs, keeping that glorious mouth on her cunt, keeping that probing tongue busy at her clitoris. As her climax took her away she began pumping her mouth rapidly on the sweet cock she was sucking. She was faintly aware of Will's cock growing even larger and then her mouth was suddenly full of silky, creamy, sperm. She swallowed and felt his cock pump another mouthful of cum into her mouth. She swallowed again but she felt some of his creamy fluid run from her mouth and she tightened her lips, trying to keep all of it in her mouth. She swallowed again and again, drinking the sweet ejaculate, loving the taste and the smell, and the feel of Will's cum. He gradually quit spurting into her and began running his cock all the way into her mouth and down her throat, her nose bumping against his hard belly. His mouth came off her pussy and his cock came out of her mouth. She gasped unhappily, but was immediately appeased as his mouth took hers again and his fully aroused cock slid into her recently plundered sex, bringing her right back to the edge of the abyss. She felt Will's fingers at her anus and was suddenly invaded by two of his fingers sliding into her ass and working back and forth. With his fingers filling her anus and her mouth full of his tongue, Will began fucking her violently, penetrating her completely with every stroke, filling her to the limit, actually touching her cervix occasionally, fucking her hard, using her pussy to satisfy his cock. Maddy curled her toes, stiffened her legs, and began fucking back, meeting him with her hips as he stroked into her. "Fuck me, Will, fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me, Will!" Maddy began begging, urging Will on and he responded, slamming his cock deeply into her, fucking her anus with his two fingers, raiding her open mouth with his tongue, using her, owning her, fucking her. Maddy suddenly began screaming loudly as she was lost completely in an orgasm without limits, an orgasm that had her fucking mindlessly on Will's cock. An orgasm that caused her entire body to shudder and quake with the fierceness of her satisfaction. Will started to cum again. He filled her quickly and continued to fuck her. She went away again, led by another quaking orgasm, and Will continued to work her, fucking her hard and fast, taking her away from herself. They both reached climax together this time and they went away together, fucking mindlessly, using each other, owning each other. The two forms on the large bed continued fucking, bodies joined, cunt filled with cock, mouths feeding each other, sweaty bodies held tightly against the other. The dance of love and life, of future and past, of two becoming one, making love. Thirty minutes later Will and Maddy came into the kitchen holding hands. Maddy had a satisfied, beautific look of contentment on her lovely face and Will was obviously very happy. Emily dropped the napkins she was folding and ran to Maddy and hugged her. "Oh, Maddy, we've been hoping that you would decide to give Will a chance! You're not going to regret it sweetheart, he's the sweetest, best hearted man you could possibly want to find!" Emily was excited! "And what's even better, you're one of our family now, we'll have so much fun as sisters, you're going to become a member of a family that's dedicated to each other! I'm so happy for you!" Emily kissed Maddy on the cheek and hugged her. Maddy's face flamed red for an instant then she hugged Emily back and returned the kiss. "Thank you, Emily, our brother has made me very happy and content, I just hope that I'll be able to return the love he gave me to my sisters too." Maddy was tentative, not certain that she'd be able to make love to these beautiful women. "Don't you worry about that sweetheart, sooner or later you'll make a decision, and whatever you decide is what will happen. Your wishes will always be honored and accepted by the rest of us. You're our's now and we always respect the individual preferences of each other. Don't waste your time thinking about this." Emily's sincerity and directness calmed Maddy completely. Just then, the rest of the family came into the kitchen. Lacy, Leah, Olivia, Leona, Tammy, and Sweet Girl. Roni came away from the large stove and took Maddy into her arms and kissed her on her cheek. Each of her new sisters hugged Maddy and gave her a chaste, respectful kiss and went directly to their normal tasks of getting ready for the evening's dinner. As was typical of our group personality, there were as many different conversations as people, all going at once. An easy camaraderie of quick, restless minds ranging over every imaginable topic. Comments and asides flew, laughter rang out, dramatic expressions of amazement and consternation were leavened with serious tones of meaningful inquiry. I watched Maddy as she assimilated the feeling that we all shared, respect and love for each and every one of us. Will was in and out, getting children situated in high chairs, Chastity, little Will, and Bridgette in booster seats. He reveled in the bedlam of a very happy and compatible family ebbing and flowing around him, with himself and the children the center of attention for nine beautiful women. They all finally sat down to eat and the children became the focus of attention for all the adults. Tammy was kidded about the size of her swollen belly and she gloried in it. Sweet Girl spent most of the meal making eyes at Roni and we all watched Roni preen, pose, and do her best to seduce her lover at the table. Judging from the blush that began rising from her neck into her face, Sweet Girl was getting the message loud and clear. Lacy, Olivia, and Leona were engrossed in the intricacies of pain dependant sexuality. Leona was convinced that it was mostly a habit, just as cigarettes and cocaine were. She was telling her sisters that a break in the cycle would result in a more conventional preference for sex, however, just as an alcoholic must guard against falling off the wagon, someone who has been habituated to sexual pain can find themselves returning to that lifestyle very easily. Leona was explaining all this as she fed her child, Name. Her explanation was interrupted by motherly expressions of praise and love for her child. Lacy and Olivia were similarly occupied, feeding their children and discussing esoteric concepts of sexual pain and offering valuable opinions as they did so. Will had Leah's child on his lap feeding her. They were engaged in a running battle to see who would get more food on themselves, Name, or Will. Will was losing badly but was getting a second wind. Leah gave him a loving, erotic smile from across the table. She would be Will's partner tonight when they all went to bed and she was obviously anticipating an evening of great satisfaction. Emily and Tammy were beginning to pair off for tonight and it looked as though Leona, Lacy, and Olivia would be teaming up for a threesome. Of course, Roni and Sweet Girl would be their usual loving couple. Maddy felt a bit of relief but also a small tug of resentment that her sisters hadn't tried harder to make her a member of one of their initial groups. Although at some point, pairings and partners usually dissolved, and the group dynamic took over with everyone becoming involved and active in the sexual experience, the original partners would almost always return to each other and sleep cuddled together. Perhaps she'd feel more like participating when that started. And perhaps she wouldn't. She knew though, that whatever she decided, it would be accepted by her family and no one would step over the boundaries that she had set, no one. She felt safe, happy, and accepted. Another Step So Jodi and have been married for a long time now, almost 15 years and in the last three or four years our sex life has gotten, well, different. I had long been masturbating to porn on the internet and my taste in stuff has change and gotten weird. I love cock and ball torture, and have even gotten my lovely wife Jodi to start giving me a few good beatings. In fact not to long ago she took her hair brush to my balls and beat me really hard. So like most wives she knows all about my strange little things that I look at, and one night while in bed, the kids off at grandma's we where sitting in bed talking. "So John, besides beating your balls, is there anything else you would like to try" Jodi asked me, smiling. She was wearing the bath robe I had gotten her for Christmas and was sitting at the end of the bed. I was lying on top on the bed, naked, and she was rubbing my ankle and calf. Her robe was slightly open and I could tell she was not wearing a bra. She is so pretty, I am a lucky man. "Well, there is something that I would really like to try. But if you don't want to I will understand." "Tell me" "I want to eat your pussy" I said quickly "You have been doing that for years" she laughed looking at me kinda strangely. "Yeah, but I want to eat you after I have cummed inside your pussy." "Really, you want to eat your cum out of my pussy" Jodi asked "Yes baby, I really really want to do that, I will do anything you want if you let me." I replied. "Well OK, I guess, but I want to do something first. OK?" Jodi asked a smile in her eyes. "Yes honey, anything." I cried my voice getting a little high pitched getting very excited. She smiled that smile that she saves just for me while we are in the bedroom. I have no idea what I have gotten my self into, but to be given the chance to lick her wet pussy full of cum, I was ready to do anything. "Get off the bed lay down on the floor, on your stomach." She said getting off the bed herself and moving around to where I was. I laid down on the floor stretching out, "spread you legs honey, that's a good boy" her voice floated down toward me. "Push you cock down between your legs, so it is pointing toward your feet" she further instructed. I heard her robe slid off and I could sense her looking down at me both her feet between my legs at about me knees. Now I have to admit I was a little nervous and starting to sweet just a little, not knowing what she had on her mind. A thousand things ran through my perverted little mind, all of them making my blood start to boil. "Relax baby, you are going to enjoy this as much as I am, and just keep you mind on you prize, my cum soaked pussy all over you face." Jodi giggled. That is when I felt her bare foot on the tip of my penis pushing it down on the hard wood floor we have in the bedroom. A moan, or groan, or some sort of noise came from my mouth. "See I told you you would like this." Her foot moved a little more forward. My entire cock was under her foot now, her heel on my penis head and her toes at the base of my nut sack, she has small feet. She started to pump her foot up and down never leaving contact with my cock but added and removing pressure. I could feel my dick trying to get hard, but between her foot and my weight it was difficult to get an erection. "You want me to stomp your balls?" Her cool voice said, I could tell she was smiling when she said that. No my mind screamed, that would be too much pain but somehow when I opened my mouth my brain changed the message "Oh god, please Jodi, step on my balls!" I must be insane, but no sooner had I said it she moved. Putting her full weight (130 pounds or so) on my cock, she stepped forward with her left foot to rest on the side of my hip. "Here we go baby, try not to cum" My mind went completely blank not a single coherent thought got past the pain. I could feel the ball of her foot pressing down on one of my nuts. We were both making noise at this point, both grunting, mine from pain, hers from effort. Both were the sexiest things I have ever heard. Jodi moved her foot to my other nut and started to twist her foot and she continued more and more pressure. Pre-cum was pouring out of my dick I was in so much pain, "Harder baby, do you want it harder?" she asked. Again, my mind and voice contradicted each other. "Please Jodi, Harder, Harder, Please" Who the fuck is this asshole who keeps talking, that small little voice in my head screamed. Her foot came complete off me for a several heart bets, my heart was racing, and wham her foot came down hard on nut sack. Something must have moved because it didn't hurt that much. "Shut" she whispered, and then four times in a role, wham wham wham wham, all hitting me directly in the balls. Screaming it rolled away from her cupping my damaged balls my eyes held tight shut, tears streaming down the corners. I sensed her moving toward the bed and heard her sit down. She didn't speak but only watched me struggle with the pain. When I was finally able to open my eyes I say her sitting on the bed wiggle her toes at me. Not sure what to do, I got up on my knees and took her foot placing her toes on my mouth and slowly started to suck. She liked that, I could tell by her womanly noises. I slowly took her other foot and placed the top of her foot directly below my swollen balls. Still sucking her toes I looked up at her breasts heaving just a little, her eyes squinting down at me her foot starting to bounce my balls up and down. "Don't take my toes out of your mouth" she said, and then gave me three quick kicks in the balls. More tears roiled out of my eyes, but I was able to keep her toes in my mouth. "Good, think about my wet freshly fuck pussy you will be eating soon." Three more quick kicks, my balls really hurting bad now. I had to use one hand on the bed to keep from falling over. Pulling her foot from my mouth she leaned forward and touched the side of my face. Giving me a little kiss, smiling she said "Stand up honey" Up I came like a rocket, which really hurt my balls more because I failed to noticed that she had grabbed my nut sack and as I stood she pulled down. A little giggle escape her mouth as I staged and just barely kept from falling. "Take one step backward honey. I want to kick you in balls hard, and then when you recover you can shove your cock deep in my cunt" I love it when she talks nasty like this. My cock was as erect as it has ever been turning a deeper shade of purple, and my nut sack swollen and red. Still sitting on the bed she sized me up, bringing her foot up slowly aiming at my nuts. "I know, baby, I want you to grab your nut sack and push you balls as far down as you can. That way I will be really able to kick you squarely in the balls. OK?" she asked. Are you fucking insane, my brain screamed, I am not going to make my nuts even more exposed for you. That is what the small little voice said, my hand reached down and grabbed my balls, pushing them down low so my nuts were pushed together giving her a perfect shot at my nuts. "Please Jodi, kick me twice, as hard as you can." Asshole, asshole, why do I keep talking. This first kick came up suddenly while I was yelling at myself. Direct hit into my nuts, she even pointed her foot so the flat part of her foot slammed my nuts really hard. I was in such pain and my eyes where shut so I also missed her second kick but oh did I ever feel it. This time she used her toes to slam into my balls, digging her toenails into my nuts hard. I lost all control and fell to the floor really hard on my knees, I would feel that pain for a week after, and rolled over to my side in so much pain that I could not even scream. I am not sure how long I was on the floor, I may have blacked out. When I was able to start moving again Jodi was lying on the bed with a bunch of pillows behind her head reading something and drinking wine. "Hi baby, I want you to know that when I kicked you the second time I had an amazing orgasm." She said with a smile. I limped, crawled, over to the bed and got on top of the bed. Laying next her and feeling the warmth of her body after being on the hard wood floor. "I love you so much, and to tell you the truth I am starting to really enjoy beating you balls." "I love you to baby" I said placing small kisses on her right breast. "My balls are yours to do with as you please." My hands started to rub her inner thigh and her legs started to spread for me. My fingers moved up her thigh and I could feel her wetness while I was still pretty far away from her bald pussy. "Can I have my creampie now baby, please?" "Um, of course you can, I am still very moist so you don't have to do any foreplay, in fact you will be doing all the foreplay after your done, right honey" She answered sliding down on the bed and spreading her legs wide for me. Still moving slow I move between her legs, I don't think my cock ever got soft since we started, and in one quick thrust my cock was buried in her deep. Her soft groan was all I needed to start pumping her hard, my damaged balls slapping her ass, causing more pain, making me more excited. I knew that I was not going to last long, but then Jodi started talking dirty. "Yes baby, fuck me, fuck me hard, cum in my cunt, make it messy, hurt me with your cock, harder, faster, yes, yes, give me your cum." She chanted in a husky voice my cock ready to explode. Now I have been dreaming about doing this for some time so when I finally exploded in her the first squirt I kept my cock buried deep in her, the second squirt I pulled halfway out, and the final spasms I splashed on the entrance way of her pretty pink pussy. That way I would have cum all the through her to suck out. When I finally finished cumming and shaking a little, I looked her in the eyes, she smiled, "Baby, eat my cunt" she said with her eyes, and of course I wanted to so bad. Moving down her body quickly, kissing her breasts, her stomach, and finally my face was looking at her love hole. Covered in my white gooey cum, I liked my lips, looking back up her, she raised her hips to give me better access. We locked eyes as my tongue first touched her outer lips sucking up the cum that was dripping down toward her ass crack. A hiss that may have been a 'yes' came from her lips, her head flung back and I dove in. Tonguing and sucking her for all I was worth, the taste of my cum wet and salty mixed with her moist juice was like nothing I had ever done before. I was more than just my tongue tasting all this wet creamy juice, my whole body was experiencing something to was other worldly. Sucking for a while, I finally drove two fingers into her wide open pussy to pull as much cum out of her as I could. Somewhere during all this I attacked her G-Spot and she screamed out her orgasm as her thighs came crashing down around my head. //////////////////////////////////////// Later that night after we cleaned up and were settling down to sleep she kissed me good night and said "Think about letting one of my girlfriends coming over to help me beat your balls honey." Nasty things ran through my head, and my dick started to get hard again. ////// All comments are welcome, help me tell better stories. Another Step In The Right Direction So Jodi and have been married for a long time now, almost 15 years and in the last three or four years our sex life has gotten, well, different. I had long been masturbating to porn on the internet and my taste in stuff has change and gotten weird. I love cock and ball torture, and have even gotten my lovely wife Jodi to start giving me a few good beatings. In fact not to long ago she took her hair brush to my balls and beat me really hard. So like most wives she knows all about my strange little things that I look at, and one night while in bed, the kids off at grandma's we where sitting in bed talking. "So John, besides beating your balls, is there anything else you would like to try." Jodi asked me, smiling. She was wearing the bath robe I had gotten her for Christmas and was sitting at the end of the bed. I was lying on top on the bed, naked, and she was rubbing my ankle and calf. Her robe was slightly open and I could tell she was not wearing a bra. She is so pretty, I am a lucky man. "Well, there is something that I would really like to try. But if you don't want to I will understand." "Tell me." "I want to eat your pussy." I said quickly. "You have been doing that for years." She laughed looking at me kinda strangely. "Yeah, but I want to eat you after I have cummed inside your pussy." "Really, you want to eat your cum out of my pussy." Jodi asked. "Yes baby, I really really want to do that, I will do anything you want if you let me." I replied. "Well OK, I guess, but I want to do something first. OK?" Jodi asked a smile in her eyes. "Yes honey, anything." I cried my voice getting a little high pitched getting very excited. She smiled that smile that she saves just for me while we are in the bedroom. I have no idea what I have gotten my self into, but to be given the chance to lick her wet pussy full of cum, I was ready to do anything. "Get off the bed lay down on the floor, on your stomach." She said getting off the bed herself and moving around to where I was. I laid down on the floor stretching out, "spread you legs honey, that's a good boy." Her voice floated down toward me. "Push you cock down between your legs, so it is pointing toward your feet" she further instructed. I heard her robe slid off and I could sense her looking down at me both her feet between my legs at about me knees. Now I have to admit I was a little nervous and starting to sweet just a little, not knowing what she had on her mind. A thousand things ran through my perverted little mind, all of them making my blood start to boil. "Relax baby, you are going to enjoy this as much as I am, and just keep you mind on you prize, my cum soaked pussy all over you face." Jodi giggled. That is when I felt her bare foot on the tip of my penis pushing it down on the hard wood floor we have in the bedroom. A moan, or groan, or some sort of noise came from my mouth. "See I told you you would like this." Her foot moved a little more forward. My entire cock was under her foot now, her heel on my penis head and her toes at the base of my nut sack, she has small feet. She started to pump her foot up and down never leaving contact with my cock but added and removing pressure. I could feel my dick trying to get hard, but between her foot and my weight it was difficult to get an erection. "You want me to stomp your balls?" Her cool voice asked, I could tell she was smiling when she said that. No my mind screamed, that would be too much pain but somehow when I opened my mouth my brain changed the message "Oh god, please Jodi, step on my balls!" I must be insane, but no sooner had I said it she moved. Putting her full weight (130 pounds or so) on my cock, she stepped forward with her left foot to rest on the side of my hip. "Here we go baby, try not to cum." Jodi whispered. My mind went completely blank not a single coherent thought got past the pain. I could feel the ball of her foot pressing down on one of my nuts. We were both making noise at this point, both grunting, mine from pain, hers from effort. Both were the sexiest things I have ever heard. Jodi moved her foot to my other nut and started to twist her foot and she continued more and more pressure. Pre-cum was pouring out of my dick I was in so much pain, "Harder baby, do you want it harder?" She asked. Again, my mind and voice contradicted each other. "Please Jodi, Harder, Harder, Please." Who the fuck is this asshole who keeps talking, that small little voice in my head screamed. Her foot came complete off me for a several heart bets, my heart was racing, and wham her foot came down hard on nut sack. Something must have moved because it didn't hurt that much. "Damn." She whispered, and then four times in a role, wham wham wham wham, all hitting me directly in the balls. Screaming I rolled away from her, cupping my damaged balls my eyes held tight shut, tears streaming down the corners. I sensed her moving toward the bed and heard her sit down. She didn't speak but only watched me struggle with the pain. When I was finally able to open my eyes I say her sitting on the bed wiggle her toes at me. Not sure what to do, I got up on my knees and took her foot placing her toes on my mouth and slowly started to suck. She liked that, I could tell by her womanly noises. I slowly took her other foot and placed the top of her foot directly below my swollen balls. Still sucking her toes I looked up at her breasts heaving just a little, her eyes squinting down at me her foot starting to bounce my balls up and down. "Don't take my toes out of your mouth." She said, and then gave me three quick kicks in the balls. More tears roiled out of my eyes, but I was able to keep her toes in my mouth. "Good, think about my wet freshly fuck pussy you will be eating soon." Three more quick kicks, my balls really hurting bad now. I had to use one hand on the bed to keep from falling over. Pulling her foot from my mouth she leaned forward and touched the side of my face. Giving me a little kiss, smiling she said "Stand up honey." Up I came like a rocket, which really hurt my balls more because I failed to noticed that she had grabbed my nut sack and as I stood she pulled down. A little giggle escape her mouth as I staged and just barely kept from falling. "Take one step backward honey. I want to kick you in balls hard, and then when you recover you can shove your cock deep in my cunt." I love it when she talks nasty like this. My cock was as erect as it has ever been turning a deeper shade of purple, and my nut sack swollen and red. Still sitting on the bed she sized me up, bringing her foot up slowly aiming at my nuts. "I know, baby, I want you to grab your nut sack and push you balls as far down as you can. That way I will be really able to kick you squarely in the balls. OK?" she asked. Are you fucking insane, my brain screamed, I am not going to make my nuts even more exposed for you. That is what the small little voice said, my hand reached down and grabbed my balls, pushing them down low so my nuts were pushed together giving her a perfect shot at my nuts. "Please Jodi, kick me twice, as hard as you can." Asshole, asshole, why do I keep talking. This first kick came up suddenly while I was yelling at myself. Direct hit into my nuts, she even pointed her foot so the flat part of her foot slammed my nuts really hard. I was in such pain and my eyes where shut so I also missed her second kick but oh did I ever feel it. This time she used her toes to slam into my balls, digging her toenails into my nuts hard. I lost all control and fell to the floor really hard on my knees, I would feel that pain for a week after, and rolled over to my side in so much pain that I could not even scream. I am not sure how long I was on the floor, I may have blacked out. When I was able to start moving again Jodi was lying on the bed with a bunch of pillows behind her head reading something and drinking wine. "Hi baby, I want you to know that when I kicked you the second time I had an amazing orgasm." She said with a smile. I limped, crawled, over to the bed and got on top of the bed. Laying next her and feeling the warmth of her body after being on the hard wood floor. "I love you so much, and to tell you the truth I am starting to really enjoy beating you balls." "I love you to baby" I said placing small kisses on her right breast. "My balls are yours to do with as you please." My hands started to rub her inner thigh and her legs started to spread for me. My fingers moved up her thigh and I could feel her wetness while I was still pretty far away from her bald pussy. "Can I have my creampie now baby, please?" "Um, of course you can, I am still very moist so you don't have to do any foreplay, in fact you will be doing all the foreplay after your done, right honey." She answered sliding down on the bed and spreading her legs wide for me. Still moving slow I move between her legs, I don't think my cock ever got soft since we started, and in one quick thrust my cock was buried in her deep. Her soft groan was all I needed to start pumping her hard, my damaged balls slapping her ass, causing more pain, making me more excited. I knew that I was not going to last long, but then Jodi started talking dirty. "Yes baby, fuck me, fuck me hard, cum in my cunt, make it messy, hurt me with your cock, harder, faster, yes, yes, give me your cum." She chanted in a husky voice my cock ready to explode. Now I have been dreaming about doing this for some time so when I finally exploded in her the first squirt I kept my cock buried deep in her, the second squirt I pulled halfway out, and the final spasms I splashed on the entrance way of her pretty pink pussy. That way I would have cum all the through her to suck out. When I finally finished cumming and shaking a little, I looked her in the eyes, she smiled, "Baby, eat my cunt." She begged with her eyes, and of course I wanted to so bad. Moving down her body quickly, kissing her breasts, her stomach, and finally my face was looking at her love hole. Covered in my white gooey cum, I liked my lips, looking back up her, she raised her hips to give me better access. We locked eyes as my tongue first touched her outer lips sucking up the cum that was dripping down toward her ass crack. A hiss that may have been a 'yes' came from her lips, her head flung back and I dove in. Tonguing sucking her for all I was worth, the taste of my cum wet and salty mixed with her moist juice was like nothing I had ever done before. It was more than just my tongue tasting all this wet creamy juice, my whole body was experiencing something to was other worldly. Sucking for a while, I finally drove two fingers into her wide open pussy to pull as much cum out of her as I could. Somewhere during all this I attacked her G-Spot and she screamed out her orgasm as her thighs came crashing down around my head. ////////////////////////////////////////////////// Later that night after we cleaned up and were settling down to sleep she kissed me good night and said "Think about letting one of my girlfriends coming over to help me beat your balls honey." Nasty things ran through my head, and my dick started to get hard again. ////// All comments are welcome, help me tell better stories. Another Step in the Water (This story is not quite at the level of reporting most are, though it is far removed from being imagined.) * Closing the door to the upstairs bathroom, my wife had already undressed and adjusted the water to her taste, grinning, since she knew it was far too hot for me. She stepped inside the shower while I undressed, not having actually planned to share the shower with her right now, though I wasn't about to turn down her invitation. She removed the detachable showerhead from its holder, directing its pulsating stream over her body. She likes really hot water, though the temperature she prefers is just a bit much for me to handle. As she began to run the water over her body, I could see how the stream would linger when it was between her legs, tending to land there more often than anywhere else. Naked, I moved to just outside the shower, one small enough to require care when using shampoo, as she was doing right now. Generally, she prefers being by herself, though watching her get off to the nozzle is a more than occasional treat. She leaves the shower door open, resulting in a bit of splashing, especially when she is finding just the right angle, resulting in her caring about nothing else in the world but the sensations originating between her legs, her expression reflecting her animal bliss. Completely understandably, much as I ignore the sprayed water when stroking my hard cock while watching. I have tried to take pictures over the years, but the camera lens is much less tolerant to splashing, resulting in generally blurred images. Though the photographer is more than occasionally part of the problem, losing his own focus in the wetness so clearly on display. Finished wringing her long hair out, she invited me in, shifting a bit as I entered, forcing my naked skin to slide against her wet body. She closed the door, my hands feeling her luscious ass, rising slowly to her breasts. A stream of water began to hit my swelling cock as her other hand began to play with my balls. After all, she isn't the only one to enjoy getting off in the shower. I moved to the back, quickly washing my hair, getting used to the hot water. Wiping my eyes after rinsing the shampoo out, she began soaping me while I watched her tits bob and jiggle as her hand moved over my body, lingering over my nipples. The water jet was hitting my horny cock again, and I felt her tongue begin to slide along my neck. Leaning back against the tiles, I heard her say 'you liked that, didn't you?,' her body rubbing along mine, using the soap's slipperiness to glide her erect nipples against my chest. She held the showerhead between our thighs, the jet directed upwards, slowly sliding it backwards along my balls. Her mouth was covering my ear when her hand began to touch my well nestled cock, causing me to quiver in temptation and desire. She again said 'you liked that, didn't you?' and before I could even begin to reply, she let the pulsating hot water stream play over my asshole. What really turns me on when she does that is the water's heat, just on the edge of what I can take, but once it starts, the desire to indulge is irresistible. I began to move against her, and she matched the rhythm, letting the stream play back and forth. She began to bite my neck gently, growing harder as I responded, my erect cock pressing against her bare skin. The words 'can't stop moaning, can you?' slowly resolved in my mind, bringing back a bit of detached awareness. Bending my head, my tongue reached the top of her wetly exposed earlobe, I replied 'it's a weakness .. you know that.' Prompting her to center the jet on my ass, proving the point as I surrendered to the sensations. When she shifted the water towards her pussy, it allowed me to return to the topic, saying something along the lines of my not moaning all the time, at least in public. This is not completely true, as during a visit to a Jugendstil sauna where she had to keep hushing me, though that was about the only exception I knew of. At least when viewed through a proper filter of how 'public' is defined - at a bathhouse, I can rarely stop from moaning in front of other men when enjoying male to male sex, though there, I'm pretty sure it isn't really a problem. 'You moaned .. just .. last week' was her slightly disjointed reply, the water stream affecting her in its familiar fashion, her hips beginning to move in a certain rhythm, one we both know leads to her cumming, her pussy spread and pulsing as the water keeps her button pushed, sprays of water flashing as the angles change, her eyes closed and mouth slack, totally turned on. 'Really?' 'Yeah, every time I .. I touched .. your .. your .. cock.' The pulsating water was clearly making it harder for her to think, leading me to reach for the soapbar to begin soaping her sexy ass cheeks, not so subtly letting my fingers play between them. My wife loves having her asshole fingered when she is turned on, though she generally denies any interest in such 'dirty' things. 'Really? I didn't know.' 'You were .. were drunk .. and .. and horny.' 'You're horny now, aren't you?' Her own gasps were a sufficient answer to my query, along with the unmistakable shuddering of her orgasming, her quivering making my cock feel so good as my finger circled her sensitive anal ring, feeling its pulsing invitation, slipping inside as she began to sag a bit against my thoroughly available finger. She became utterly captivated by the pleasure of her ass being finger fucked, letting herself seek it now that she was so turned on, another familiar game for both of us. Unlike her toy, the jetting water creates a shallower orgasm, one whose intensity and duration is considerably less. On the other hand, the water stream is much more available, and ever since she discovered its addictive properties, easier to enjoy. For some reason known only to herself (I, for one, don't understand this in least), she only plays with her toy when asked to. Using our showerhead this way is the first truly independent style of masturbation my wife discovered, and it took her at least 6 months to confess she was enjoying herself this way. She finds this subject much more private than her various experiences with other men, which she generally shares the first chance she gets. Jealousy is not really part of my make-up, especially considering how horny I get listening to her talk about her sexual experiences with other men. Like with a married pair across the street, starting years ago when she came home drunk and horny one night, Having woken me up to fuck in her particularly irresistible drunken way, she talked about how close she had come to a threesome, until Robert had to deal with the effects of drinking far too much red wine. Effects specifically brought on in large part by eating a bar of dark chocolate, after having spent at least a quarter hour kissing and feeling up my wife in front of his own, her legs happily spread as he played with her wet pussy, his wife on the other side of the sofa. This was then followed by excusing himself for the evening as he headed quickly for the bathroom. My wife was extremely horny after coming home, Elizabeth seemingly and expectedly uninterested in my wife after her husband left.Though as my wife explained, guiding my cock into her truly sopping and wanting cunt, Elizabeth was really drunk by that point. Though she was sitting with spread legs, observing what was happening, my wife explained, though she remained unsure of how much Elizabeth was aware of what was going on, even when my wife and her husband were fondling each other, tongues entwining. Not that it made any difference to either of the women later - as a joke shared between his wife and mine, Robert received a bar of 85% pure Lindt chocolate at his birthday as a comment on how the evening turned out. My memories of that night remain considerably more enjoyable and sharp, even after having smoked an organic bowl while listening to music, going to sleep several hours before she returned. She woke me around 2am, getting me hard quickly, wriggling her naked body against mine, babbling about how close she had been to fucking in a threesome, and how much she wanted a cock inside her pussy, fucking her hard. My hand slid between her legs, and as completely expected, she was sopping wet, moaning as I slid a couple of fingers into her. Her breath had a scent I find irresistible, a fruit like essence of pure availability. Especially when pressing her tongue deeply into my mouth, hand at my expanding cock, being finger-fucked. Occasionally, my wife is totally slutty, something I really appreciate, even though it always seems to be a temporary state, not a consistent one. And one she tends to deny after it occurs. But in the moment, she can be purely animal in her needs and responses. She bent to suck my cock, my other hand beginning to play with her hanging breasts. 'Rougher' she said, her mouth now touching the very tip of my cock. I began to squeeze, and she opened her lips and slipped her wet mouth over my cock head. Playing with her slippery pussy and clit, pressing her breast against her chest and rubbing her hard nipple between my index and middle finger, her cocksucking was getting sloppy, making it possible to slide out of her mouth while pushing her hip down with the hand that had been playing with her pussy. After figuring out what I had in mind, she spread her legs wide, her hand guiding my cock between her pussy lips, talking dirty - 'yeah, oh yeah, fuck me now, fuck me hard.' After just a couple of minutes of being fucked on her back, our lips sliding with our bodies, our tongues weaving in and out of contact, tasting, she said something that sounded like 'fuck me .. fuck yeah .. from .. behind.' Pausing, cock quivering at the entrance to her horny cunt, she turned, my hand helping guide her leg across my body. It took her just a moment to put her ass in the air, her wet pussy and spread labia begging clearly to be fucked again, an offered temptation my cock delighted in indulging again. Filling her with my hot cum as she rocked on her hands and knees on the bed, slamming her against the rigid length of my shaft, surrounded in her heat and wetness, she kept loudly repeating 'fuck me .. fuck me hard .. fuck me deeper,' my hands controlling her hips as my cock pumped pulse after pulse of cum into her. After recovering just the slightest bit, my wife, head against the pillow, nakedly sprawled and starting to turn thoughtfully drunk, mentioned that sex with the neighbors would be a complex situation. My cock, still in her, stirred a bit, before listening what she was saying. Her thoughts displayed a degree of plainly admirable wisdom which hadn't even occurred to me while we fucked. Though this turned back to the more immediate, as her talking became ever more explicitly detailed about how slippery and wanting her pussy had become while Robert fingered her through her skirt and wet panties in front of his wife. She also talked about how hard she had made him, setting my cock to swelling inside her tight and now squeezing cunt. She began giggling about how good it was to be so wet, so that her horny cunt could keep fucking, as long as she could find an available hard cock. Which mine was rapidly becoming, as she kept talking about how hard she had made Robert, then letting slip how when she went to the bathroom, she had taken her panties off to make it easier for Robert to finger her sitting on the softly L shaped sofa, positioned near the curve, between the other two. Such thoughts were unbelievably arousing, forcing me to move my extended cock as she kept using her pussy muscles to encourage me. I could feel the blood beginning to pound again, wanting to pound her hot and well fucked cunt the way she wanted it, utterly unable to resist her charms, her arms and legs spread as I pressed down against her ass, feeling my cock grow in the essence of sex, beginning to move slowly, making her moan as I thrust deeper on each downward push, sliding into paradise again. Generally, my wife is quiet in bed, but in the right mood, horny and drunk like then, her words can be really arousing - 'Fuck me .. harder .. pump me .. yeah .. pump me .. harder .. fuck me harder.' This stream was pretty much running through and over and between my own stream of equally sexy words, letting my cock guide my mouth's direction. She can get really interested in fucking like that, especially since it was obvious her mind was wandering through a number of memories and fantasies. That particular occasion had provided a nice balance to another night, more than 5 years earlier, when I had woken my wife to fuck her after finding out a mutual friend was bi, cumming deep inside her cunt as I told her 'Kathy .. fuck Kathy .. fucks women .. bi .. she's bi.' A woman we both know, who I had always found unbelievable sexy - in part because of her habit of going braless, and swimming nude at a local lake, something I had only done recently with her at the time. Recently, my wife has begun preferring to shower alone - much like her friend Elizabeth, who doesn't want to be 'bothered,' which make some sense. I'm not a real fan of showering with my wife when the soapy water is splashing in my eyes, something that occurs far too often. Though watching is generally not 'bothering,' as we grow older, it is fair to say that attractiveness becomes a subject of some introspection. Elizabeth remains very attractive to me, particularly now that she has stopped dyeing her hair. She is somewhat taller than my wife, with shorter hair and similar sized breasts, though unlike my wife, she always wears a bra. Which doesn't necessarily detract from my pleasure enjoying her breasts, having seen them uncovered before. But even the faint chance she might go braless is a mild turn-on - very mild, compared to the turn on of a lover without a bra. But it is a sort of game, one which I play, unavoidably. Appreciating every second of it. As happened a few days before, helping her in her front lawn in the afternoon, after riding home from work. She was finishing at what the time seemed to be the year's final yardwork, much later than normal this warm and dry year. We loaded their trailer to bring to our town's composting yard, the work going quickly. The necessary bending offered plenty of opportunity to notice her nicely tight and scooped cut black shirt. I spent an enjoyable while determining that yes, this time too, she was wearing a bra - logically, considering she had been working the entire day. Elizabeth didn't seem to mind the attention as we talked and worked. She mentioned that sitting in the whirlpool would be nice, providing an opportunity to not quite invite my wife and I at some point in the future, like at the dinner we planned a month ago. All four of us have never been together, something I wanted to remedy, but the outdoor jacuzzi, much like motorcycle riding, is not always an attractive option in a storm or when it is too cold. Then there is the matching of periods, another discussion never held in the context of a whirlpool at a male only sauna. Neither my wife nor I see much reason not to be fairly open, at least in terms of other people and their attractions - generally, sex brings complications into established relationships, but denying its presence among adults is silly. Finding the proper balance is important, including just not caring about the long term when turned on. Like now, enjoying our mutual time in the shower, indulging in familiar marital pleasures in private, starting to moan as she started sliding along my stiff rod. 'You moan a lot, you know,' drifted into my ears, my wife pressing her wet ass against me, 'like last week.' We were enjoying ourselves, especially her reawakening of memories I had barely made, a wonderful turn-on. The dinner at our neighbor's house had been delicious, lamb and a variety of Spanish wines, fading into a mild evening that invited us into the jacuzzi, though chill enough for tendrils of fog to drift over the water's surface after the gray padded cover was removed, the bubbling crystalline waves illuminated by the patterned LEDs. We all undressed, entering the water swiftly. Robert was in the reclined section along one side, Elizabeth in her preferred corner, my wife across from Robert, myself in the other corner, facing towards the unoccupied side, back towards the house. As always, I found the true body temperature water (98°/37°) to be quite hot, almost too hot. Bringing our glasses of prosecco out with us, we toasted after finishing settling into the hot water. The wine was delightful, as it had been in the past sitting with Elizabeth and Robert, a perfect complement to our shared nakedness in the hot water. My wife and I drank together, while Elizabeth rose and turned to press a couple of controls, starting one of the jacuzzi's pressure jet/current/bubble routines. Holding my glass up a bit longer, I couldn't help but look at her attractive exposed ass just underneath the water, seeing a bit of sexy hanging breast, sipping more as she pivoted to sit down again, noticing the fur between her legs. Turning my head towards my wife, it appeared she had a faint grin. We kept drinking, the bubbling cool wetness sparkling in our mouths. Soon, we each took a sip, then bent our heads to kiss, the wine mingling in our mouths, running over our kissing tongues. Robert moved over to his wife, my wife starting to giggle a bit drunkenly, then shifted onto me, her naked skin a fantastic thrill in front of people we knew. Actually, I had asked my wife not to do anything in the jacuzzi before we went over that evening, and the first time she moved my cock between her cheeks, it was basically related to her own comfort as she sat on my thighs. Though the effects were fairly predictable, something she also knew. Not that it made any difference by this point, as it didn't take long for me to start moaning, helped by my face being covered by her back, providing something of the illusion of privacy, since it wasn't really possible to look at Elizabeth. Who was also sitting down on her husband, having stood up to allow him to slide behind and underneath her, her naked body dripping water, her nipples just beginning to crinkle when Robert pulled her back down into the water. In the present, my wife wriggled and turned against me in the steamy shower space, her back to my front, hot water running between us, putting me between her sexy ass cheeks, turning me on much like before in the whirlpool, positioning my cock between her cheeks in the bubbling jacuzzi of our neighbors. I started moaning again as she moved against me, the sensations resonating along my shaft, feeling her labia against my cockhead. Women who have nursed children have the sexiest breasts to me, in part because of how the aerola become more prominent, in part because of how erect the nipples become, and in part because of how sexy the shape of their breasts become, particularly when braless, or even better, naked, like now. The other factor is that a woman with the tits of a mother is also a woman who undeniably fucks, a real turn-on for me. Robert didn't take long to use his feet to again play with my wife's pussy, making her shift on my now lengthening and increasingly horny cock. Though I could see nothing but the very top of Elizabeth's head, it was plain she must have seen what her husband was doing. The thought of her sitting on her husband's cock was making me hornier, making it impossible to guess whether it was my hardening cock that was making my wife giggle or Robert's questing leg. This resulted in my shifting also, making my wife begin to roll her buoyantly supported ass over my thighs, my cock nestled between her softly spread labia. I tried to say something along the lines of 'please stop,' but the idea of my cockhead sticking out between her pussy lips for Robert and Elizabeth to see was too arousing for the words to actually reach my lips. Lips that were buried against her neck anyways, as my teeth nipped at her sensitive skin, one of her favorite turn-ons. Another Step in the Water Like now in our shower, biting her wet skin delicately, stiff between her ass cheeks, my hands sliding and pulling them. Masturbation becomes truly addictive when someone else is involved, as my wife was discovering for herself again, her ass beginning to ride my cock. Shifting the focus of the water stream, she quickly sagged against me, spreading her thighs wider by rising up and down on the balls of her feet. Grabbing the soap again from its place to my upper right, I ran the bar through my hands and her body, starting around her chest and over her arms, making the water jet's final destination a bit harder for her to predict. This led to her rubbing against my cock, distracting me in turn, grinding so good bringing me to the very edge of orgasm. Where I was able to remain, telling her 'yeah .. hot slut .. wet .. so fucking wet' as she began to shudder and grunt, orgasming against me. 'That was hot' I told her when the water stream began to hit the wall, since she was no longer paying attention to it, though she continued to move her ass over my captured cock in a way that seemed both slinky and snaky, entrancing in its motion. 'Like last week, in the water .. so fucking hot .. hot ass.' She had recovered a bit, causing the pulsing water to hit the length of my cock, making talking more difficult - or easier, depending on one's perspective. 'Elizabeth .. she saw .. Elizabeth saw .. your spread .. spread .. hot cunt .. furry .. hairy pussy.' My wife's ass kept moving the entire time my words were tumbling, my hands finding her hips as I began thrusting against her. My wife has always known how attractive I find Elizabeth, a counterpoint to how attractive Robert can be to my wife. They've drunkenly kissed and fondled several times in the past, my wife getting him hard through his shorts as he fingered her while they kissed deeply. In turn, Elizabeth and I have spent a naked night in her jacuzzi in past, me playing with her hair, everywhere, while drinking two bottles of champagne, her husband in bed. I spent a while after we started the second bottle exploring her hair - the incredibly soft hair on her never shaved legs, the hair under her arms, and the somewhat sparse hair between her legs, which had been shaved a couple of years ago for an operation. Exploring her body was delightful, and yet very restrained. Much like my wife found a couple of years ago, it was extremely difficult to understand how Elizabeth was feeling in a situation containing a number of potential sexual elements. It had been quite possible to restrain myself when playing with her pussy hair, even when seeing how invitingly open her pussy lips seemed to be. Later, she poured herself another glass of bubbling wine right in front of me, the sight of her gorgeous tits hanging down was almost too tempting, though I only allowed my eyes to appreciate the view so close, while letting my hand brush my hardening cock. In the end Elizabeth is neither like my wife, nor like Kathy. And the idea of complications in terms of friendship and being neighbors was at least somewhat present, my wife having brought it up in the past. Thinking in the present about how my wife had laughed when Robert pulled her spread cunt into his wife's view, I remembered how my leg rubbed against Elizabeth's, a reminder of the naked body contact we had enjoyed when our spouses were in bed while we sat naked in the water. My hands had run over her legs and feet, and along the side of her chest to under her arms. For me, it was interesting feeling another woman's pubic hair, while not planning to have sex at all. I really like playing with hair, and of more than one variety of places. It was a decadent pleasure to feeling another woman's pubic fur sitting in a tub of water in her backyard, long after midnight. Not to mention her armpit hair and unshaved legs, while gazing at her breasts and pussy. Something I have told my wife multiple times while getting off while she plays with my nipple. Slipping a bit as I tried to support my wife's body, my foot had ended lightly pressed against Elizabeth's pubis, quickly moving sideways and upwards, trying to balance, then lightly brushing her breast. Her pubic bush was thicker now, somewhat visible in the clear water. Robert's hands were at my wife's knees, spreading them as his wife began to move up and down in the waves we were generating, leading to a bit of water splashing over the side of the jacuzzi. My hands covered my wife's breasts, feeling her erect nipples without even thinking that another couple could watch me play with her tits. After a minute, my wife moved, giggling, shifting position to sit on me as I squatted in the center part of the jacuzzi. She turned a bit, and began nuzzling my neck. I could see Robert playing with his wife's breasts, and how her expression had changed in the last couple of minutes, becoming much more dreamy. And much more sexual. As mine must have also, not to mention my barely suppressed moaning as my wife began stroking my erect cock, giggling again as she turned and squirmed against me, obviously unconcerned about the other two naked people in the water next to us as she rubbed her skin against mine. Or, it occurred to me in a wave of horniness, she was showing off. By now, my moans were becoming uncontrollable as my hands held her hips, her chest blocking my view of anything but her tits, her pussy lips beginning to slide over my cockhead. Feeling her body against mine while looking at her erect nipples, it didn't matter that anyone else was around. My cock nestled perfectly between her legs, stroking her ass with both hands, spreading and pressing her cheeks, not coincidentally adding to my own enjoyment as she began to pant in rhythm, moving her body against mine. We didn't, quite, start fucking, but we were definitely two adults enjoying ourselves in the water. However, when I had last spent hours in the jacuzzi, Elizabeth had said she had never had sex there, leading me to stop at a certain boundary. My wife's giggling had turned to rhythmic moaning, but when my hands slowed her motion, she mentioned, fairly loudly, that the water was too hot, and she needed to move around a bit to cool down. She shifted, got to her feet, and climbed out, dripping water until she grabbed her towel, drying off before heading for the bathroom. Robert and Elizabeth had also separated, with Robert standing towards her as my wife walked through the sliding door. His cock was clearly aroused, though not really hard, as he reached for the prosecco bottle, filling our glasses again. Toasting again, we drank fairly deeply from our glasses, Elizabeth sitting to my left in her favored corner, a satisfied look on her face as she spread her legs and shifted slightly, until a small sigh seemed to escape her lips. Her husband was directly across from us, his legs also open and spread. His expression seemed content with how the evening had turned out till now, including how happily drunk we had all become by this point, even as he drained his glass. Elizabeth and I took more time enjoying the refreshingly cool liquid feeling in our mouths as we sipped, but neither of us let the bubbling wine cool much before placing our empty glasses on the indented space along the whirlpool's rim. We all relaxed, sliding down deeper into the warm currents, legs and feet drifting, glances shifting between us and the open door. Slowly, I noted how Robert's attention was fixed there, making it easier for me to watch his naked wife, so near, whose eyes were now shut. I wasn't even sure whose skin I touched first in the water, but after a couple of moments, it was obvious that all of us were comfortably letting ourselves feel each other's skin. Floating on several currents, our eyes remained more or less shut, concentrating on the contact of our bodies in the water. Nobody was attempting to get anyone turned on, but at the same time, three drunk naked adults are likely to be at least occasionally indulging in erotic thoughts, especially after we had been enjoying some naked adult fun just a couple of minutes ago. I heard my wife's steps when she returned, still naked in the cool air, her nipples visibly crinkled. There is never any reason not to look at my wife, but looking around at the others, I noted that Robert's attention was fixed on the excellent view of my wife's front, while I felt his calf against mine. Elizabeth still had her eyes, with one of her arms seemingly held at an angle that made me think her hand was at her pussy, if only casually, perhaps. Stopping at the edge of the jacuzzi, my wife announced in a somewhat slurred voice that she was still too hot. All the glasses were empty, prompting her to reach for the still possibly 1/3 full bottle, and beginning to pour, starting with her glass, which was the closest. She filled Robert's next, stepping over to his side and squatting down, giving him a very explicit view of her unshaved body, lazily grinning a bit as she waited for him to pick up his glass and taste it. After he drank, followed by her in turn, she turned and moved to fill our glasses. After both I and Elizabeth had drank, she stood, turning to walk down the steps along the jacuzzi, stepping out into their yard under the obscure light of the past crescent moon. Robert's attention was fixed on her sexy ass as she walked past us, followed by Elizabeth's gaze, though with far less obvious desire, my wife entered the dim moonlight of the open yard, emphasizing her white skin. She stretched. highlighting her breasts through a pattern of light and shadow, standing with her arms over her head, not caring about who saw her naked form. Her erect nipples and puffy bush attracted my attention, as my right hand went, discretely as possible, to my cock. In a couple of minutes, my wife returned, moving slowly, again fully exposing her front as she walked back to the jacuzzi, its white lights illuminating the contrasts and shadows of her body, her bushy fur and very erect nipples most prominently. Reaching the jacuzzi's edge, she placed her arms along the its edge, bending slightly, her breasts between me and Elizabeth. The feet of those still in the water continued rubbing against each other in the warm currents at the bottom of the clear water. Looking down into the bubbling water, a definite small grin appeared on my wife's face as she turned her head towards me. I noticed Elizabeth staring at my wife's close breasts, nipples hard, while we all kept chatting inconsequentially. I then asked my wife to get back if she had cooled down enough, to climb back in with us for 'just a couple of minutes,' an expression Elizabeth found amusing as she also verbally encouraged my naked wife to return to the whirlpool. She walked up the steps along our side, then entered the water as Robert and I both watched intently, though I stole several glances at his half hard cock as his attention remained fixed on her naked body. Being drunk, she stumbled a couple of times as she moved into the water, touching Robert with her hands and legs, her breasts jiggling at his eye level, and mine, taking some time before sitting down on my lap, her hands reaching out to both sides to steady herself. Turning, she reached her right hand down to place my cock between her pussy lips, her left hand lightly stroking Elizabeth's torso. I began moaning, in a distant way, much like remembering that this was not really the place for sex, something I had mentioned to my wife several times days before we had ever entered the bubbling water. I knew that Elizabeth was watching us, with a more than slightly vacant look. Our spread legs began to press against each other while I looked at her body, her nipples clearly visible under the water's surface, her bush becoming a focus of my attention as my wife slid her buoyant ass against me. This is one of the sweetest temptations I know, and my wife was fully indulging it, something we enjoy at mixed saunas, much like other couples do. Of course, this is also a temptation that I am completely unable to resist at a bathhouse, but for all of my enjoyment of physical male group sex, women are still sexier to look at. Especially naked women, particularly when my wife is sliding along my cock's length, my cockhead perfectly positioned against her spread lips, looking at another sexy woman. After several moments of purely physical pleasure in the water, not even concerned about what another man and woman were seeing us doing, Elizabeth left the jacuzzi to pee. She also took her time standing, quite drunk, making me unable to stop watching her ass and pussy as she stepped out, her breasts freely swinging, my wife wriggling her own ass the entire time as I played with her breasts. My hands moved down along her body to her thighs, Elizabeth now towelling off before entering the house to go to the bathroom. After she left, my hands began to stroke along her inner thighs, perfectly aware of the fact that Robert was across from us. Now, Robert pressed forward, my cock rigid against my wife's body, the head sticking out between her thighs. His hands beginning to slide along her inner thighs while my hands returned to her breasts, feeling her extended nipples. The sight of another man playing with my naked wife's body was unbelievably arousing, especially feeling her reaction to rolling her nipples between my fingers and thumbs, knowing that Robert was watching. My wife was lower against me than the other times she had sat on me, letting my see how Robert looked at her as his hands reached out to feel her open legs. I knew that my cock was visible beyond my wife's hairy pubis, and the thought that Robert might touch my cock while playing with my wife's pussy was turning me in a very powerful way, especially considering how much I had enjoyed looking at and touching his naked wife. My hands were now resting on the outside of my wife's thighs, noting her quivering while being touched by Robert, as she moved on my turned on cock, a hand reaching down to guide my cock against her pussy. I heard Robert drunkenly talking about sandwiches before his wife returned, his hands sliding up on my wife's spread thighs. She is more than a bit of a tease, especially when drunk, and there was little question that Robert responded to her expression by opening her legs wider, lowering her further into the water. My view was highly erotic - her breasts in the water, Robert's hands gliding along her inner thighs while my hands rested upon them. But this too was more along the line of something kept within boundaries, as we all knew Elizabeth would be returning. As my wife had explained several times, her ideas about sex and marriage are generally conservative, something that neither I nor my wife wanted to get tangled with, even if Robert too often doesn't use his brain thinking about the subject. This time, he wasn't as hard as I was, and when his wife reappeared, he sat back, clearing the space for her to return to her corner. She squatted at the edge, knees open, looking at my wife with an enigmatic expression before letting a hand trail down her body, touching along her thigh, then rising to take off her towel. She walked into the water, no more steadily than my wife had, turned and sat on her husband, her hands reaching out to touch my wife's knees, then beginning to stroke down along her calves. I knew I began moaning again when my wife's hand touched my cock and she shifted her position, putting my cock against her front, my shaft pressing against her pussy lips, my cockhead nestling perfectly against her clit, knowing that our shared horniness was on full display. Elizabeth settled down, raising a leg before letting it settle along my arm and wife's thigh. Robert's hands were playing with his wife's breasts, her nipples hard as they moved under his fingers. But when Robert moved one hand down to her pussy, Elizabeth stopped, letting her hands float to the top of the water, saying that it was time for her to go to bed. My wife followed in agreement, saying that it had been a bit more than just a couple of minutes, making both women laugh quietly. However, my wife had not stopped rocking against me, her continuing motions again the perfect accompaniment to watching Elizabeth leave the jacuzzi. Returning to the present, the feel my of wife's hot wet ass and spread cunt against me merged with and then submerged those memories, my wife clearly going to cum again. Her panting grew closer as she sagged against me, her neck in reach for me to begin nipping at, using my teeth a bit harder as she gasped. I remained on the verge of cumming in the shower, my fingers spreading her pussy as she directed the stream against her wanting clit. The water now perfect, her orgasm was delightfully inevitable, particularly with my helping it along. After she had peaked again, I reached for the soap, and felt the water jet underneath the rim of my flared cockhead, which is pretty much my magic spot. When she began to slide, I essentially froze at the pleasure, a reaction that made her laugh just a bit. But I knew it wouldn't be long until the showerhead was pointed at her pussy, as was happening now, the water stream drifting away from my cock as she began to focus on its goal. This is one of the reasons it is so hot to watch her shower since she discovered its magic, as she continually teases herself, the water seemingly accidentally flicking against her pubis, until the stream is directed against her pussy again, a process that doesn't take long, as she teases herself into having another orgasm, until she is done showering. A process that can go on much longer than a few years ago. As the pulsing jet began to work its magic, I was able to restart the process of soaping her body, starting with her breasts, then sliding down against her ass, sliding underneath, letting my fingers tease along her asshole, something I knew she wouldn't resist, especially in her current state. What I hadn't expected was how she started pressing against my utterly turned on cock, removing the free space my hands had been using. Just leading me to placing them on her hips, syncing our motions as my cock began to demand its own satisfaction, its head sliding over and between her sexy labia. The speed in which this occurred wasn't a surprise - the showerhead has her as thoroughly in its grip as her toy does - but the way I was so helpless in the face of our mutual pleasure just added to the experience. The waves of our orgasms crested, my cum pumping as her pussy clenched and released my shaft, water flowing between us. Another Step Soon, the meal was over, the children were gentled and bathed, several good bottles of wine were opened and everyone moved to the living room where Will had some wonderful jazz CDs playing. Leah was in Will's lap, cuddling closely while the others had arranged themselves throughout the room, enjoying the wine and the music. Soon, kisses were being exchanged, hands held, and bodies began heating up. As the wine was finished, sisters would retire for the night, stripping, then using the large, multi headed shower. There were many hands washing each body, and the large bed began to be occupied by beautiful bodies who were all busy satisfying each other. Maddy lay with her sisters and watched them love each other, then Will and Leah were there too. The lovemaking was general, except for Maddy and now Lacy, who was complaining about a sick stomach and headache. When Lacy separated from her group, she motioned Maddy to her and took Maddy into her arms. The two of them lay there and Lacy was soon sleeping while Maddy continued to watch her sisters and brother make love. Maddy felt Lacy's mouth settle on one of her nipples and begin a gentle nursing, while one of Lacy's hands moved to her mons and cupped the pad of fat there gently. There was nothing sexual about it, simply a beloved sister holding her close while she slept. Maddy accepted Lacy's gentle ministrations and cuddled close as she watched the sexual couplings and groupings that were going on around her. Will was fucking Leah very hard and Leah was rising to meet him halfway. They were completely immersed in each other and had no thought of the others around them. Leona was fucking Emily with a strap on dildo, while Olivia sat on Emily's face and Emily ate her pussy thoroughly. Tammy was fucking Leona's ass with another strap on. Roni had mounted Sweet Girl and was fucking her ass as hard and fast as she could move. Sweet Girl was whispering Roni's name over and over as Roni's cock pounded her anus. Orgasms became numerous and the slapping sounds of flesh meeting sweet flesh were heard as her sisters would get lost in their bodies. Maddy thought what she was seeing was beautiful and she gradually began to get aroused. She felt a slender finger touching the tip of her clitoris as the suction on her nipple increased and she was aware that Lacy was gently finger fucking her. She was amazed at the strength of her passion as Lacy slid two fingers into her vagina while her thumb continued the stroking and rubbing of her swollen clitoris. Despite herself she moaned loudly, and suddenly Lacy's mouth was off her nipple and at her mouth, sweet lips on hers, tongue shyly probing, touching her own then retreating, then returning to touch again. Maddy slid her tongue into Lacy's mouth, chasing that delightful, pink tongue that was teasing her so. Lacy took Maddy's tongue and began sucking it, her arms went around Maddy and pulled her tightly against her own body. Her fingers kept up the gentle fingering in Maddy's wet pussy. Maddy began responding, her hips rotating on the fingers in her cunt, she began swapping saliva, one hand went to Lacy's breasts and cupped and squeezed gently. Her head was filled with Lacy's sweet scent and her arms were full of a soft, feminine form that was pleasuring her intensely. She began fucking Lacy's fingers as she kissed her frantically. Suddenly, those delightful fingers were withdrawn and Lacy moved away from her. Maddy opened her passion-drugged eyes and saw Lacy kneeling at her side, smiling gently and lovingly as she strapped on a large dildo. "I'm going to fuck you, Maddy. I'm going to fuck you until you cum, until you scream my name, until you pour that sweet pussy juice over my cock!" Lacy was excited and aroused! Maddy felt herself thrill at the thought of Lacy fucking her. Lacy mounting her and fucking her. Lacy sliding that big cock inside her and fucking her hard as she kissed her. Lacy causing her to orgasm, Lacy working her pussy hard, sucking her nipples, fucking her. Maddy moaned in anticipation as Lacy moved between her legs and brought the tip of the dildo to the very entrance of Maddy's ready, wet, stimulated pussy. Lacy lowered her mouth to Maddy's and sucked Maddy's tongue into her mouth. At the same time, she drove her cock completely inside Maddy, socketing it inside her to the very root. Maddy went ballistic, screaming, fucking hard on the latex cock that was filling her cunt, sucking Lacy's mouth frantically as her hips churned on the divine cock that was driving her from one intense orgasm to another. Lacy kept fucking her, pumping that heavenly penis into her cunt, working her hard, fucking her vigorously, making Maddy hers. Lacy fucked Maddy hard for thirty minutes or so, working her pussy very thoroughly, bringing her to one orgasm after another, both of them beginning to sweat, both of them feeling the exhilaration of fucking hard and long, enjoying the sweet fucking and sucking. At last Maddy lay sated and used, well fucked and happy. And now, many mouths began kissing her body, licking private places, kissing her mouth, kissing her ready pussy, sucking her hard nipples. She was the sexual focus of eight beautiful women and one man. The love she felt for all of them overcame her and she began crying. Crying even as she responded to the erotic feelings that now held her in thrall to her family. Crying as she screamed again and again as her family brought her to orgasm time and time again. Some wonderfully long time later, Maddy found herself in Lacy's soft arms again, being held close, soft lips at her own mouth, Lacy's hand again at her pussy, two fingers inside Maddy's cunt. Maddy slid two fingers into Lacy's glorious sex and the two of them slept the sleep of satisfaction, discovery, and fulfilment. Her family was spread around them in various groups, holding each other close, sleeping. Lacy woke her twice more that magical night, fucking her again the first time, then eating Maddy's pussy and teaching Maddy how to eat her. Maddy was a very enthusiastic and active pupil, bringing Lacy to several very intense orgasms. She enjoyed numerous body shaking orgasm herself as Lacy made love to her wonderfully sensitive cunt. Finally, they settled back down, held each other close and went to sleep again. Another Story Another story, another disappointment. She'd been looking for the perfect story—the story that would get her there, all on it's own—for months. She would often think she had found the story she needed, only to find herself dissatisfied with the harsh details or overly emotional characters. Leaving the laptop to finish shutting down, she rolled over and lightly touched herself. Thoughts, ideas, and imaginings swirled in a kaleidoscope, illuminated by the blue glow of the screen. Her mind created brief, nondescript scenarios to help her finish: a slap, a soft touch, a slight movement or a sharp gasp. She woke sometime later, groggy and perturbed. It was only during an irritated stretch that she felt him lying closely behind her. Her stretch naturally turned to a snuggle as she backed into him and smiled. Her sigh triggered a squeeze in the hand he'd rested on her naked hip and she froze. He was really there! His squeeze didn't lesson as he gently pulled her back into him, and she sighed again at his simple touch. His forefinger idly brushed her hipbone and she nudged against the full length of his body again. She rolled her hips to press into him more firmly and he moaned into her hair. They lay together, gently touching and hardly breathing, for several minutes. Her eyes were closed as she enjoyed the simple pleasure of being with him. How long had she craved this? She didn't dare move more than necessary, lest he vanish again. Eventually, she could feel his caress move from her hip to her waist. Her nipples had hardened and her breath caught before his hand came back to her hip. His hand made the same teasing path twice more, her heart beating faster each time. His fingertips nearly grazed her breast the third time they roamed upwards. She ached for his touch there, but he refused her, sliding his hand down her side to her hip and pulling her back to him instead. He kept this pattern, even as she began pressing out her chest, begging to be touched, and moving her hips back with his commanding pull. His hand might slide across her stomach before moving upwards or briefly tease her waistline, and still he denied her what she asked for. He added an occasional light pinch on her stomach or upper thigh and her need for him grew. She parted her legs slightly on a particularly teasing brush only to be rewarded with another pinch before his hand traveled upward again. She couldn't stand it any longer. She arched her back again and softly groaned in her frustration. His hand paused, cradling her ribs just below her breast. His breath was heavy behind her but he showed no other signs of moving. She shimmied lower to put his hand where she wanted but he followed her. Finally, she twisted towards him to plead. His mouth caught hers before she could speak and he cupped her breast tightly. She was stunned and drowning in the sudden sensations. Her head swam and butterflies danced in her stomach. This was certainly not what she'd expected. He ended the kiss and grasped her nipple nightly. His lips still rested against hers; he whispered, "No." as he tightened his hold on her sensitive flesh. She whimpered but stayed silent otherwise. Guiding her with her aching nipple, he turned her back onto her side. She now understood the game, but she'd also gotten a taste of what she'd been asking for and she smiled. Rather than let go of her again, he held onto her breast as softly, but distinctly, bit her neck and pushed against her. She responded in kind, pressing back into his slow rhythm to show him how she wanted him and biting her lower lip—she wouldn't make the same mistake again. He couldn't wait any longer and pulled back just enough to position himself at her warm opening. She wasn't able to wait, either and pushed herself onto him, groaning in anticipated delight as she did so. His fingers twisted and pinched her nipple harder, adding to the tingle which had already begun in her stomach and radiated to her clit. She gasped and moved on him quickly. This was the heaven he'd missed and he had to have more. He tugged insistently on her nipple just as her breathing began to labor, guiding her onto her stomach. He rolled with her, leaving his fingers on her nub to tweak and pull as she might need them to be. Their pace had slowed with the new position and he was in no hurry to rush now that he had her sensual soul yearning underneath him. He slowly pumped into her as he kissed her back and shoulders and smiled when it gave her goose bumps. He soothed her skin with a soft breath and then bit down again on her neck and pinched her nipple harshly. She gasped and sighed. It was wonderful to feel him, but she felt herself needing more again. She moved her hips up several times. She knew to keep her hands on the bed above her shoulders and she hoped the simple movement of her hips would encourage more movement of his own. He understood her needs and thrust into her hard, groaning with her as his hips repeatedly slapped against her. He quickly added his fingers trapped underneath her, pinching harder until she squealed and pushed back against his thrusts. He wouldn't let her beautiful chest rest, opting to switch sides instead. She hissed at the pain and moaned again as his hips slapped her yet again. The tingle which had started before was now an all-consuming fire and she desperately needed to feel him fall over the edge with her. She doubled her efforts to encourage him in his pounding and was rewarded with a gasp from him before he pulled and twisted both nipples "Come here" he groaned so quietly she nearly missed it. He thrust as hard as she could want him to and held her close as possible. Her nipples were on fire, her clit swollen, the skin where their bodies collided hot and stinging. His voice was all she needed and she called out to him as her orgasm started. Her writhing and intense cry of release triggered his own release. He pounded into her several more times before they both lay panting and smiling. He shifted his weight to the side, but remained on her. He nibbled her ear, kissed her shoulder, and sighed his content. Eventually, he rolled onto his side, pulling her into him. She stretched a bit and kissed his chest. She breathed, "I've missed you so," and floated into deeper sleep, only to wake in the morning. Another Story This is a chapter from a novel. I penned this work a year ago. However, it has a certain charm. It's set in the 1820's in post Colonial New Jersey, where I grew up. I swear I know these characters, and actually they are local historical characters and I know where they are buried. I have played on their graves. Garrett Cortelyou was a Revolutionary War soldier and built my house in Belle Mead, New Jersey. This time around Garrett Cortelyou is a Devil. He appears around 38 but is very old. He's a Devil kicked out of Hell for some reason. Betsy is a 21st century writer, in fact was writing a novel, "Heart of the Maze" set in the 1820's, wakes up in the bed and house of her novel. Garrett lives there and is able to read Betsy's mind. She is picking up some of his traits...a cross pollination and is beginning to morph into his world. The Author Teela * Bleary with sleep, a dull pain in my head, I opened both eyes carefully. That wine last night, it must be the reason why I my stomach hurts. I am playing with fire if I continue to ... Oh Crap! I'm back here again! I sigh with disgust, my legs tangled in the sheets. This bedroom has become my new dungeon and looking out of the east window, is the dungeon master. I turn over and stare at him. "Good Morning". This time he said it in English instead of the Dutch but didn't turn from the window. "Ah, Garrett, how long have you been there?" I yawned, rubbed my eyes and pulled my mobcap off. His commanding me here, both body and soul, was becoming routine. "Not long", he said, continuing to stare out the window. I looked at his figure illuminated by the sharp morning light. He was a pretty ("handsome" I heard him think!) man, broad in the shoulders, his back narrowing down to full buttocks. Wearing the usual shirt of gentlemen and farmers, a heavy white linen cut full at the sleeves, his waistcoat was sleeveless, made of dark plum colored wool, and reached to his hips. The breeches were cut from heavy twill and his boots were brown leather, scuffed about the ankles. He walked in deep mud somewhere for the bottom of his boots were covered with muck. "Get up, I want to do something different today." Ah, this was a change; he usually wanted sex first thing in the morning. "Oh, that for later—more important things first." He finally turned from the window, hands on his hips, and looked at me with dour expression. "Van Doren down the road has a litter of pups. Daniel said they're old enough to take from the bitch. I want the whole litter. I'll train them as gun dogs and hunt them next fall". Oh God, he probably will want to stable them here where it's warm... "My guess is you haven't been paying attention here. This house is haunted," he said softly, his eyes narrowing to slits. "What do you mean, 'haunted'?" I shivered a little though the bed was quite warm. "Those dogs will be flesh and blood, as you are, but invisible. No one would feed them." "So, I could go downstairs to Daniel and Anna and they wouldn't see me?" "Hell, I could stick you on the end of my --" "Garrett!" "-- and walk you around the house, and they still wouldn't notice. They may wonder why John Thomas was saluting the wind, but you would be air." I had to laugh. He had a way of describing things. Vulgar, but comical. "What time is it, Garrett?" I yawned and stretched my arms over my head, not wanting to move from the warmth of the bed. "Time you get your pink butt up and come with me." He went to the wardrobe and started tossing clothes. Out came some petticoats, woolen stockings and a heavy linen chemise. He rummaged around the hooks and drew out a green woolen dress. "Can I use the chamberpot first, please?" I slipped to the side of the bed, my feet getting cold from the draughts on the floor. "Do you need any help with that?", he asked, half turning around to me. "I need you to leave the room so I can get dressed." "Won't happen. I happen to like seeing you struggle into your clothes. Makes me horny." "Everything makes you horny, Devil." He grinned, his foul lust a tease and a torment. I peed as fast as I could, knowing he would not leave me in peace. The clothes were thrown on the table by the fire. "Come here, be my angel and let me dress you." He was sitting there with his legs spread. "Are you a crazy man? I can very well do it myself." He had some nerve this morning. "Have it your way." He snapped his fingers and my nightgown fell to the floor. I was naked, the room cold, and he still a damn devil! "Garrett! Stop screwing around! I'm freezing." It was one thing to be naked by candlelight, another to be standing in the sharp eastern glare of early morning. This type of light magnifies all imperfections. I heard him mumble something.... "Love casts a glamour on things." He was still reading my thoughts, I see. His words surprised me, for they were tender and human. "Put you leg up on my knee and I'll pull your stocking up." I balanced myself on one leg, and put an arm on his shoulder. I could smell the sharp smell of brimstone. "Very funny. Now, the other one." He couldn't resist running his hand up my inner thigh. I slapped at him and jumped back. He held out the heavy linen shift, and pulled it over my head and opened two petticoats for me to step into. "What about my bloomers and stays?" "I like you without them. Easier to get to the nicest parts." Oh, he was a nasty demon this morning, but he did get me dressed. He seemed to know his way around the hooking and lacing of tapes, and all were in place. I wondered what shoes to wear. "Oh...must not forget these." He snapped his fingers, and a big pair of Dutch wooden shoes appeared at my feet. I stared at them and started to laugh. "You write about Dutch farms and farmers, yet you don't know the muck they produce. Guess women writers from your century float over the shit. We'll probably cross over a couple of pigsties in the going." Lovely. Just what I wanted to do with my morning. "You'll enjoy the fresh air. And I want those dogs, so let's get going. It'll give you something real to write in your book." He walked to the door, and I gingerly went after him. He muttered a low curse, and picked me up over his shoulder like a sack of flour . A wooden shoe fell off my foot and tumbled down the stairs, sounding like thunder as it bounced to the hall floor. He dropped me on my feet and led me to the front steps. A two seater rig and a black horse were standing outside. Of course! A black horse, something a devil would ride. "Would you be quiet? The horse might have feelings on the matter." I laughed at him. He was entertaining this morning! He helped me into the rig and walking to the head of the horse, whispered to him. He grabbed up the reins and the horse trotted to the main road, turned left and moved out smartly on the highroad. I held onto my bonnet, which was falling back with each jounce of the rig. The horse seemed to skim over the dirt, getting faster and faster. "You really want those dogs!", I said with a laugh. My Demon grinned at me as he shook the reins, and the horse fairly flew down the road. The air was fresh and brisk for it was early winter. The fields were dun-colored but the cloudless sky was a crisp blue. I could see trails of smoke rising from distant houses across the far hills. At least the scenery looked normal with cows huddled under trees and along fences. I thought of a piece of Handel I had heard the night before. Written for harpsichord, last night played on piano. The rhythm of the music mimicked the fast trotting of the black horse. Suddenly I was hearing the music! I looked over at Garrett and saw him smile. The black leather of the rig surrounding us was our stereo and the horse's speed matched the tempo of Handel....Ah! a good piece of magic! We traveled for a mile then the horse turned to the left. Down a short land was a large, white house. Behind it were red barns. . Garrett stopped the rig and helped me down in the cumbersome shoes. He straddled the rig right over the mud and I looked at him with a grimace. My shoes sank almost to the ankles. He grinned and led us to the back of the house near the barns. "Van Doren!" Garrett shouted. "I'm here to see those dogs." A clang like a bell rang out, but it only was a piece of metal being dropped. It bounced around for a bit. A rotund Dutch man came walking out the dark passageway his eyes blinking in the bright sunlight. "Ah, young Cortelyou! Goedenmorgen to you!" He wiped his hands on his trousers as he came toward us. "So you here to purchase my pups? Well, there's others hearing of this fine litter, so it's goot you come when you do." The joy of exchange among countrymen was both in the bargaining,... and the coin. I was raised in the dutch countryside of New Jersey. I had seen this exchange numerous times. Van Doren looked to be in his sixties. He was a hale and hearty man, with a halo of white hair standing up on his head. He had a full white beard , bright blue eyes and a red nose that signaled he liked his ale too much. "This is my Aunt Sophie from upcountry, Abraham. She's visiting Catherine for a month." His Aunt! Do I appear that much older than he? Well, at least I wasn't wasn't a ghost to van Doren. He gave a slight nod and lead us into the barn. "There's four pups, but one of them's a runt. All livers this time, with white chests. They'll be about 2 months out, I believe. You wanting the whole litter?" "I would, first I see them." It seemed to me men talk differently to each other. Sharp, short sentences as if they were fearful of too many words. "Dam's my Lilly, and not a finer dog in the township. The sire is Rumble from over Vieght's way." "How did she take to Rumble? He's a brute of a dog, too tall to the withers for a spaniel." "Aye, these are big water spaniels, all except for that runt, which probably won't live. I should bash her head in. The others will grow better." Van Doren was silent a moment in thought. "So, you thinking of breeding your own pack here?" "When I see them, Abraham." Abraham walked to the back of the barn, and in a dark stall, a bitch lay in a corner, her pups in the straw. "Hush, Lilly, some one to see you." 'Lilly' was a thin hound, small for a water spaniel. The birthing must have been hard, for three of the pups were large. The fourth lay next to her, hopefully asleep. Abraham van Doren, a farmer and used to all sorts of death, picked up the runt by the back feet and shook it to see if it breathed.. I uttered a cry and rushed toward his hands. "Give her to me! Don't shake her like that." The Dutchman almost dropped the pup in surprise, but handed her over. It was now awake and I held her to my breast, warming her with my cloak. I looked defiantly at Garrett and saw him suppress a smile. "Abraham...I'll take all the pups, and if you throw in the runt for my 'Auntie' here, I'll give you a shilling more." They settled on a price for the dogs. Picking up and old basket, Abraham van Doren dropped the pups in. Lilly whined and struggled to her feet. "Quiet now girl." His voice was kindly. "You'll get some meat with your porridge tonight." We left the dim barn, and reentered the sunlight. My eyes blinked and finally adjusted. A few more minutes with Abraham van Doren, and I mounted the step to the rig. Garrett placed the basket at my feet and taking the reins from the post, turned the black horse homeward. "So...I hear I'm your 'Auntie'? Does incest play into this story?" I looked at his profile, and saw him smiling. "I told you about the glamour. Convenient part of magic, that trick. Can make people see whatever you want." "Oh." I couldn't resist asking him. "And how did I look to Abraham van Doren?" "Oh, old enough to throw off any scent of scandal. About Catherine's age." "With all the wrinkles and fallen- in gums?" "Yep...and bald under your cap and bonnet." He was laughing now, and turned his wicked eyes on me. "Thanks a lot, Sweet Demon!" I said with sharply. "Now you can read my thoughts and alter my appearance? Is there anything you can't do to me?" "I told you when you first sat on my knee, in this story I am pulling the strings. You write the book, my good little 'Auntie', and I direct the play." He gave a short laugh and turned silent for a moment. "I can make you do anything I want... except one thing." "And quickly tell me what that is!", I said laughing. Looking ahead at the road, he answered. "I can't make you love me." My heart flipped in my chest, and my eyes misted over. Ah, Garrett, my sweet Demon. I am glad you aren't looking. My face would betray me. I would be totally lost. Jane Kohut-Bartels Copyrighted, 2008 Another Story to My Lover I wake up from our light slumber. I pick my face off your chest but you are still sleeping. I ease my way off your body and get up (thank goodness you're a sound sleeper). I tip-toe out of the room and head down to the bathroom. I turn on the shower and use the bathroom as it warms up. I step in and wash my hair and body. The warm water feels really good and so I just stand under it with my eyes close and feel so relaxed. All of a sudden I feel your presence behind me, and feel your limp cock rest in between my cheeks. Having you naked and so near me always gets me going. You circle your arms around my chest to embrace me and then look over your shoulder down to my rising crotch. "It seems that someone is happy to see me," you chuckle. "He's always happy to see you," I reply. Then I lean my head to the side and lean in for a soft kiss. "I'm always happy to see you too." We softly kiss for a second but then you pull your lips from mine and start to kiss the nape of my neck. You know that drives me crazy and I start to moan. You then lightly bite my ear lobe and that sends me into overdrive. You ease up because you want this to last, and you want to thank me for this morning. You kneel down behind me in the shower and say, "I think you missed a spot." Before I can ask what you're talking about, you dive tongue-first into my ass. I let out a little squeal and then just start moaning as you rim me for about five minutes. "I can't quite reach it with this equipment," you say and then spin me around. You start to lick just the head of my engorged cock as you knead my ass. The water is now running down my back and ass and so you start to slide first one and then two fingers in my ass. By now you are mouthing my balls and no matter how much I plead with my eyes, you won't take my dick in your mouth just yet. As you slide your third finger in my ass you start to lick up and down my cock, but still you won't let me in. As my breathing is becoming ragged you take me down to the root in one swift motion. You only bob once and then you say, "I'm gonna have to bust out the large equipment to get you totally clean." I giggle at your joke and then look down. "That is some rather large equipment there," I say. "I hope it will fit." "Oh don't worry about that," you say. "I know how to use it properly and I'm sure there won't be any problems." You then in an unexpected move pick me up and put my back to the shower wall. You line your cock up to my hole and start to inch it in. The water is now cascading down between us and my body is on fire with lust. I can't take this slow pace anymore and beg you to stick it all in. "Please stop torturing me baby and give it all to me. I need that large equipment to fill me up now." You grin and then with one thrust push the rest of your meat in. I lose my breath for a second and then can only pant as you start to piston in and out of me with your brute strength. The whole scene is too much and I feel my balls constricting. I lean forward and bite down on your shoulder and cum flies out of my cock and covers both of our chests without either of us touching it. As I explode, my ass clamps down. The added friction sends you over the edge and your spray my insides with your hot man juice. We both settle down a little and as your cock softens, you ease me down to the tile. I look at you with puppy dog eyes and say, "I'm all dirty again." "Hmmm, and that's just how I like you." We both laugh and then do a quick wash. We decide to take a bath to relax our tired bodies. I fill up the whirlpool tub next to the shower with hot water and you get in. I get in between your legs and then lay back on your chest. We stay like that until the water cools down. "It's only Saturday morning," you whisper in my ear. "I can't wait to see what the rest of the weekend brings." I turn to smile at you and we share a breath-taking French kiss. "Me either," is my only reply. Another Stripper Story... Another Stripper Story – A Special Party While I truly enjoy my job stripping in a gentleman’s club, I love even more to be touched and fondled by strangers. Any opportunity that I have to get a stranger to touch me just drives me crazy. That’s why when one of the customers of the club asked me to do a private show for him, I eagerly agreed. Knowing what might happen at the show got me turned on, and I kept pressing him for details of the event. He was opening a motorcycle shop and hosting a big party with lots of his biker friends. He wanted me to do a private show for some of his special customers, and had set up a special room in the back of the shop. We agreed on terms and conditions, and I marked the date on my calendar. We sealed the deal with a wonderful evening of sex and alcohol, and I was even beginning to have feelings for my new biker friend, Dave. The morning of the show, I took special care with my shower, shaved everything smooth, except for a little “racing stripe” of blond pussy hair. I packed several outfits in my bag, and drove over to the shop. Dave let me in, and we shared a deep kiss. He checked out my outfits and approved. “You look so hot,” he said, “I can’t believe you’re doing this for me.” “You know I love this kind of thing.” I replied. “I’m anxious to get started.” “How about if we take a few pictures, first.” Dave said. “I brought my camera. I’d love to get some shots of you on these Harley’s.” “Yeah, sure,” I agreed. “Bikini, topless, what?” “All of the above!” We had some fun taking some sexy photos on the bikes. Before we were finished, some of the guys who were invited to the party started showing up. When they walked in, I was topless, leaning back on one of the bikes, legs spread wide apart, with just a tiny scrap of a bikini bottom covering my crotch. Apparently I was the surprise entertainment for the afternoon, and they just stood and stared. I loved it! With an audience, I really showed off for the camera, touching myself, licking my nipples, but I didn’t want to reveal everything before the show. So I kept the bikini bottoms on – even so, those last few shots were great. I changed my outfit for the opening. Dave and I agreed I should wear my leather bra top with the nipples open, black thigh-high leather boots, and a pair of tiny leather shorts – so short and tight, my butt cheeks peeked out in the back. For the first part of the opening, I would just be serving beer, mingling with guests, posing for photos, and being “friendly.” I had a great time talking to the guests, all men, and serving them beers. Occasionally someone would pinch my nipples or slap my bottom, and of course, this just made me hot and wet. A few of the guys posed with me for pictures. For these, I removed my top, so they could cover my tits with their hands. Cute pictures. As the time for the show approached, I went into the back room and got my outfits together. I was planning a regular strip show, which would wind up totally nude. Of course, I would also offer lap dances, to anyone who was bold enough. The guys began coming into the room where a makeshift stage had been set up. There were some chairs and room for standing as well. The music started and I began to dance. For this first routine, I had on a red leather outfit with lots of zippers. Slowly I removed the top and shook my tits in the closest guy’s face. Rubbing my nipples all over his cheeks and mouth until he opened his mouth and sucked. I threw my head back and moaned, slowly backing away. Next came the skirt, sliding down my thighs and over my calves and off. Now in just my red leather thong, I completed the first song. As the second song began, I eased the thong down my thighs, revealing my bare pussy. I danced around a little – coming close to the guys, but not close enough to touch – not yet. I did some of my nasty poses, squatting down with my knees spread wide open, ass cheeks resting on my heels. In this pose, my pussy lips opened slightly showing my moist pink inner folds. I stroked myself and licked my fingers. Some of the guys groaned. Next I lay back on the floor of the stage and lifted my legs up off the floor, up and back over my head. In this position, the guys got a great view of my pussy and asshole. I stroked myself, paying particular attention to the puckering rosebud of my asshole. I inserted a fingertip and rubbed all around the outside. By this time I was so wet and my cunt was throbbing. I continued dancing around getting closer and closer to the guys at the edge of the stage. Next I sat down right on the edge of the stage and placed my booted feet on one guys’ shoulders. He was staring right at my pussy. I stroked my slit, up and down, letting my fingers penetrate the folds and get really wet. I offered my wet fingers to the guy and he eagerly sucked them. “I want to suck on more than fingers.” The guy next to him said. “Yeah, yeah. Let me lick that kitty.” Said another one of the guys. I was getting so turned on. I was game for their suggestions, but wondered what Dave would think. Could he handle all that – or did he really want me to do all his friends that afternoon. I decided to test him and find out. After all, if we were to get together, he would have to accept me and all the wild stuff I love to do. Right? I scooted down the stage to another one of the guys. I opened my knees wide apart and leaned back. Was he shy? No! He leaned right over, and licked my slit. I moaned and threw my head back. I grabbed the back of his head and held him in place, his face buried in my pussy. “Oh yeah, that’s the way!” I yelled out, laughing. I enjoyed the tonguing of a few more of the guys, when out of the corner of my eye, I saw Dave, looking angry, and moving toward me. “Oh no you don’t,” he said, and hauled me up to my feet. “I think I need to teach you a lesson.” He pulled me with him toward the back of the stage, I looked over my shoulder at the faces of the guys who were watching the show. Some of them were grinning, even laughing, at Dave’s show of force. I was a little embarrassed, wondering what Dave was going to do. After all, we agreed to this type of show. He pushed me up against the back wall of the stage, facing the rest of the room. I was strangely excited, beginning to have an idea what Dave just might be planning for me. It was then I noticed the hooks and rope attached above me on the wall. Before I knew what was happening, Dave had my hands tied over my head, the right one pulled up toward the right corner of the ceiling, the left one in the opposite corner. “What do you think, Ang? Who’s in control now?” He whispered, his face close to mine. I barely had time to respond before his mouth came down over mine, his tongue probing my lips apart. His hands covered my breasts, squeezing, and tugging and pulling on my nipples. I groaned against his mouth. All I could think about was my throbbing clit. I barely heard the catcalls and shouts of the guys who were watching us. Gradually it began to sink in. “Come on, Dave. Let us get some of that too.” “Yeah. We paid our share.” “Ok guys, she’s all yours!” Dave announced. “Oh, yeah, one more thing” he said to me softly. “I promised them I’d tie your feet apart, too. Is that OK?” I shivered with a new excitement, strangely mixed with fear, and nodded. He proceeded to tie my ankles spread wide apart to some hooks that had been previously installed in the baseboard. “Isn’t she gorgeous?” Dave exclaimed, his hands lightly stroking my breasts and belly. His fingers gradually moved lower, stroking my pussy, lightly teasing the tiny thatch of hair I left just over my slit, and sliding down over my lips. He teased the folds, stroking more deeply, slipping his fingers into my wet, juicy cunt, finally rubbing over my swollen clit. I moaned and pressed against his hand. “No, sweetie, save that for my buddies.” I could only moan in agreement. I could hardly believe how cool he was being. The first guy approached a little timidly and started by stroking my breasts, and pulling on my nipples. I was so anxious for him to get to my pussy, I moaned and caught the eye of the guy who was standing behind him, sort of waiting his turn. I smiled and nodded my head a little. He got the message and came right over closer. He wasted no time getting down on his knees licking my inner thighs. As his mouth got higher and higher, the first guy’s fingers finally reached my cunt and began stroking. I rocked against his hand, and his fingers soon were inside me. The second guy’s mouth working its way up my thigh, now reached my pussy and as his tongue flicked over my clit, I melted into my first orgasm. My legs felt like liquid, and I wished I could lay or at least sit down. He continued his oral assault on my little knob, as the waves of my orgasm racked through me. Dave must have gone out into the other room, because one of the other guys, sensing my discomfort, untied me, and gently eased me onto the floor. He gently began kissing me, and stroking my breasts and belly, as he unzipped his pants and took out his cock. As soon as I saw his beautiful 8” tool, I moaned and reached for it, opening my legs wider to take him in. Slowly he eased into my sopping pussy, and began pumping in and out. Everyone was quiet, and it seemed like we were moving in slow motion. The sensations of his penis in my vagina were all I could focus on. I didn’t even feel the hard, cold floor beneath me. We began kissing very passionately, and even though I had never met this guy before, it felt like we were truly making love. I ran my hands up under his shirt, felt his chest, his shoulders, and around to his back. I reached lower, and stroked his balls, and around his hips and clutched his ass. We continued stroking each others’ depths, and I reached around his ass, and lightly scraped my nails along his crack. I gently probed his asshole, and felt him moan, and buck, before he emptied himself into me. We continued to kiss like lovers, reluctant to let each other go. I gently broke away and slowly kissed down his body, opening the buttons on his shirt as I moved lower. He closed his eyes and sighed, and I heard some grunts and groans from the onlookers. As my head moved lower, I felt hands on my butt, and wiggled it around a bit as encouragement. As I took my lovers cock into my mouth, I felt my asscheeks being probed and separated by rough hands. As one guy must have been forcing my asscheeks apart, someone else was penetrating my asshole with a finger – or, no, something else. Something not much larger than a finger, but cold and wet with lubricant. Suddenly it began humming and vibrating, and my ass just sort of sucked it in. It felt incredible, and I could feel another orgasm beginning to throb. I licked and sucked my lovers cock, enjoying the vibrator in my ass, and then I felt another large cock penetrate my vagina. I was so wet with semen and my own cum juices, it slipped right in, and stayed there, not moving. The vibrations just continued to build, and I bucked against his belly, feeling the incredible pressure in my ass and cunt. As I sucked and licked, I reached up and fingered his balls and the sweet spot right behind them, I felt the stirrings of his orgasm from deep in his balls and sucked deeper and harder. He squirted deep in my throat, and I continued sucking and licking every last drop. Suddenly I was grabbed and forced down on my back again, as yet another guy climbed on and slammed his cock into me. He forced my legs up over my head, so he could go deeper, and I grunted with pleasure. I felt so used and slutty, I knew this was a day I wouldn’t soon forget. Three more guys fucked me while I was down on my back, and the vibrator was still up my ass. Wow! What an amazing sensation. Another guy wanted me on all fours, so I flipped over on my hands and presenting my ass high in the air. But I was surprised when instead of feeling his cock pressing against me, I felt his mouth, licking and lapping my slit, and sucking against my asshole. He sucked the vibrator right out of my butt and put it aside. And just as quickly, replaced the vibrator with his cock, slamming it in my ass over and over. As he fucked my asshole, another guy, got down on his back and slipped his head in underneath me, and placed his hands on my hips and pulled my pussy down on his face. He tongued my slit, and probed deeper, tongue-fucking me, then flicked his tongue over my clit. He closed his lips over the tiny bud, and sucked gently, and flicked with his tongue. I quickly came to another earth-shattering orgasm, Before I could recover, I was being taken again from the rear, and another cock was forced between my lips. I eagerly sucked and bucked, enjoying more semen being pumped into me from both ends. When I had taken care of all the guys who had been invited to the special party, we took some nude photos. I posed with cocks in my mouth, my ass, and my pussy. I posed sitting on faces, and riding cocks. Soon after, the guys left, and Dave and I were finally alone. After all this, I was exhausted. I had been having sex for several hours, and I needed to rest. Dave led me to yet another back room where there was a cot and helped me lay down on the cool sheets, removed my boots, and began massaging my feet. “Angelina, you were awesome. I have never been so turned on watching you. That was incredible, and now I just want to eat all that cum and juices out of your pussy.” But I was already nodding off. The alcohol and sex had wiped me out. “OK, babe, I’ll let you get some rest.” Dave said and flipped off the light, leaving me alone. The next thing I remember was hearing his voice waking me up and saying he had one more surprise for me. I smiled and reached for him without opening my eyes. Instead, I felt lips on my pussy, and a tongue gently probing. “Mmmm.” I was beginning to wake up now, and was ready to make love with Dave. The licking was so gentle and soft, I reached down for Dave’s head, and to my surprise, found long silky hair – it wasn’t Dave. I opened my eyes and looked into the eyes of a beautiful, sexy woman. Now I was really turned on. I had only had one other bisexual experience, and it was such a exciting high. “Hi, I’m Genna, a friend of Dave’s. When I saw your pictures, I told him I thought you were gorgeous, and I wanted to do you. I hope you don’t mind. I just want to eat you out, you don’t even have to do me. Just lie back and enjoy.” “Sure, yeah. Why not?” I replied. I wondered where Dave was – would he get off watching us? I sort of hoped so. Seemed like he should enjoy the surprise, too. Genna’s breath was warm on my pussy and I lifted my hips to meet her mouth. She was an expert pussy-licker, and she went to town on me. Her tongue probed my slit, and seemed to go so deep into my vagina, I could actually feel her wiggle it inside me. She pressed her face into my crotch and sucked on my clit, flicking it with her tongue, and tonguing my slit. She licked my asshole, and tongue-fucked my butt. I could feel another orgasm starting, but wanted to hold off. I pulled her up to me, and kissed her deeply. We sucked on each others tongues, and nibbled and bit on lips. I rolled her over so I could get on top, and reversed positions, needing desperately to taste her. I pushed her thighs apart and buried my face in her muskiness. I probed her lips apart with my fingers and tongued her clit. She moaned and bucked against my face. I lapped her juices, licking her from front to back. I lifted her hips to gain access to the backdoor, and tongued her asshole, enjoying the taste and smell of that private place. I couldn’t get enough of her, just wanted to bury my face in her muff. My whole face was wet with her juices, and I lapped and licked, sucking on her lips and clit. She was soon shaking with an orgasm, moaning and calling my name. Her coming pushed me over the edge, and I rocked with my own orgasm. We collapsed against each other, and fell back to sleep. When we woke later, in each other’s arms, Dave was there, just smiling at us. “Angelina, I hope you won’t be mad at me,” he started saying. “But I videotaped everything today.” Mad? Why on earth would he think I would be mad? I couldn’t think of anything better!