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Lexie

By: GJ



Maggie and I have been married for twelve years at the time that we came to a parting of ways. When we met at first, the attraction had not been physical, but at another level. Our first few years together had had some sexual pleasure, but as the years went on, I found that I could not get her to indulge in anything else but the missionary position. This lead to some frustration (to say the least) and I started to look for other outlets for my sexual tensions. This let to numerous encounter with work colleagues and friends. The most memorable one is the one that I wish to relate to you now.

We were living in Brisbane on Australia's east cost, just up from the Gold Coast (beautiful one day sex the next) and I had a need to remove myself from her presence. I told Maggie that I needed to go away for a few day, that I was going to the Great Barrier reef for a five day diving trip. She made no comment which I took to be an agreement to my departure.

Instead of heading to the reef. I headed down the coast to a little motel I know run by a friend of mine. I get to stay there when I need a break free in exchange for light duties such as building repairs and such, I also get a bit of work cleaning the hulls of boats on scuba, not enough to make you rich, but you meet some interesting people (including the wives and girlfriends of some of them!!!!).

When I got down there, I unpacked, asked Mike what he wanted done, and arranged a schedule for the work. Once this was done, I headed for the pub for a quiet beer and a meal. After the meal I started taking to some of the people that I knew, one of which was a Diving instructor and his girl friend Sue. We carried on talking and playing pool for a while. After about an hour or so and several drinks later, Sue asked me to meet a friend of hers Lexie. Sue and Lexie had been friends since they had been about 7 years old, and Lexie had left the town when she was about 19 to find her way in Perth which is about 4000 km from where they grew up. Lexie had meet some one, gotten married, two kids and then found out her husband had been fucking his previous girl friend from day one. They had two girls from the marriage and Lexie had brought them both back to live with her.

Well, as the evening progressed, I found out all this as well as the fact that Lexie was staying with her mother (her father had left 10 years earlier for a younger woman and died during a night of passion) and her girls (10 and 11) were with her father. We started talking and ended up playing pool as an unbeatable combination (mainly because she was sober and I wasn't). I bought Lexie several drinks, but the more I brought her the more sober she seemed to appear. I was getting to the stage that wanted to either take her or go back to the motel and pass out when she said she had to go home. I let her talk me into talking her home.

During the trip towards her place she started to loosen up. Just outside her mother place she gave me one a kiss, the first time she had and one of those take me now, tongue and all kisses. It was pitch black and she sat on my knee (I have been in a wheelchair for 15 years) and came front on to me rubbing her pussy against my cock through my jeans. I had been told before by my doctor that I could not get a hard on, Lexie show me differently, unlike Maggie who had never managed to get me up.

We sat there for a while, Lexie rubbing herself, and be getting this enormous hard on (the first one in many years) for about half an hour, when she said she wanted to screw me. Talk about shocked, I had never has someone say that to me. I told Lexie where I was staying and she said she would meet me there in twenty minutes, after he got changed. She left for her pace and I went back to the motel never expecting to see her again.

I got back to the motel, waited half an hour and expected her not to turn up. I ended up getting ready for bed and was about to crawl into bed when there was a light tap on the door. I opened it and there was Lexie in the same clothes that I had last seen her in, she had gone home and come straight back out.

I said come in, and she looked at me as if I had asked a strange question, and went straight for the bathroom. I waited for her to finish and waited, and waited. After about five minutes she yelled 'come here and help me", so, I did. She was straddled on the toilet, and no toilet paper. 'Well have you got any loo paper' she asked?, I had to think and remembering that there was spare paper in the closet, I went to get it. When I came back, she said, well, wipe me off!!!. Well, when a lady asks, I respond!! I took some paper and wiped her pussy. I gently wiped the sides of her clit, and dripped the paper. She said, "half way there, finish off." So I carried on, gently rubbing her lips and then sliding between them. She started to move forward and ended up sitting legs spread, on my knees. She was starting to breathing heavily as I pulled her closer with my fingers still massaging her. She moved closer, her tits rubbing against my chest. She slid her hands up under my shirt and started to fondle my nipples. I now had the biggest hard on that I have ever experienced!!

I continued rubbing Lexie's clit and felt her become wetter and wetter and she groaned in an almost inaudible tone, I slipped one, two and finally three fingers up her clit. Lexie could not hold her self, she started humping my fingers. She slipped her hands down to my balls and started to massage them as if her life depended on them. I started for the first time in my life feel as if I was to come. I sucked on her tits, and nibbled on her tits and only got moans as the response. Lexie started to move forward as if to fuck me, an experience that I have never had.

My cock was still proud, independent of the Viagra that my doctor had given me (telling me I could never do it with out it) and she slid herself onto me. I could not contain myself and started to shoot at Lexie, started to come on the third time. She cried as I started to fill her again and again. I had never come like this before, and Lexie was like the woman that had always been waiting for.

Lexie cried softly onto my chest as she came. She wept as she asked me to stay with her.

We fell asleep with me inside her on my chair, with her body so close to mine.

I the morning, I told Lexie, that I had to move on, I could not stay here with the memory of her, with out her being with me. We exchanged numbers, and I took her home before moving on further down the coast.

At the net town, I booked into a camping ground and expected a quiet night. At 9:30pm my mobile rang ...

and that's another story...

Lexie



It was a half hour before quitting time on Friday, and the red light on Lexie's phone silently blinked, a sign that her boss Gary wanted to see her. Her stomach aflutter, she got up from her desk and entered his office and closed the door.

"You wanted to see me, sir?"

"Please lock the door, Lexie."

She turned and made sure the office door was securely locked, and then stood before Gary's desk.

"Lexie... I can't help noticing this week that your attire is very... revealing."

Inwardly, she smiled, but kept her demeanor formal.

"Uhm, yes, sir."

"Frankly, it's quite distracting, and you're dressing like a cock tease. I notice the junior execs are distracted, too. You still wear your wedding ring. Are you having problems at home?"

"There are a few problems with my husband, sir, but they should be cleared up in a couple of weeks."

She stood with her bare knees together and her feet spread slightly apart. Her short frilly skirt rested considerably above her knees. She had her hands clasped in front of her and looked downward in a submissive posture.

"Is your revealing attire related to the problems at home, Lexie?"

"I - I suppose it is, sir... Is there something you'd like me to do?"

There was a long pause, during which Gary assessed the situation. Finally he broke the silence and said, "Lexie, I want you to bend over across the desk and keep your hands out of the way."

Lexie submissively approached Gary's desk and leaned over. "Are you going to punish me, sir?"

"In a way."

He got up, walked behind her and lifted her short skirt well out of the way. Then he yanked her panties down to her knees. "Do you know why I'm doing this, Lexie?"

She knew she had him. "Yes, sir," she breathlessly panted. "I'm a nasty teasing slut and I deserve to be fucked senseless."

Gary was beside himself with lust. He had never imagined in his wildest dreams that he would ever have his dependable (and sexy) administrative assistant in his office, bent over his desk, with her panties down, talking so nasty.

Lexie obediently kept her gaze straight ahead as she heard the sounds of Gary's clothes falling on the floor. Her pussy was creamy and itching to be filled.

Gary grasped Lexie's slender hips and almost had an unassisted ejaculation when he beheld her sensuous light blonde pussy. He brusquely entered her, far more recklessly than if he'd been courting a new lover.

Lexie immediately squirmed and gasped, "Oh my God, sir!"

Gary vigorously thrust in and out as Lexie wiggled her hips and danced in place. Her choked utterances filled the office. "UH! OH! Oh, Sir! OH! AHH! OH MY GOD!"

Gary crossed the line and exclaimed as he spurted and spurted inside Lexie's receptacle. The sensuousness of the scene kept his cock hard, and he kept pumping inside her.

Lexie stayed bent over as ordered, and tightly grasped the other end of the desk as Gary continued to pound his dick inside her.

"Oh, sir! Oh yes, sir! Oh my gosh! Uhh! Uhhnh!" Lexie exclaimed, twisting and wiggling her slim body the entire time. Scarcely a few minutes later Gary groaned and released a second torrent of cum inside Lexie.

Satiated for the moment, Gary pulled out and put his clothes on while she maintained her position. "Lexie, you may stand up now."

"Lexie, as long as you keep dressing like a cock tease, you can look forward to this kind of punishment."

She cast her eyes downward. "Yes, sir."

"You may go home now."

"Thank you, sir."

Back at her desk as she prepared to go home, she surreptitiously inserted a vaginal plug to keep the profuse juices from leaking out.

She could scarcely think of anything but her plans as she drove home. The presence of the plug in her pussy kept her aroused for the duration of the half hour drive. Upon entering her house, she cast aside her submissive administrative assistant demeanor and assumed a dominant, Wife-In-Charge attitude. "Come upstairs, David," she instructed.

"Oh no, did she really do it?" he asked himself as he followed his sexy wife up the stairs. In their bedroom, with one hand on her hip, she pointed to the carpet and ordered, "Lie down on the floor!"

He took his position as instructed. He saw her remove her panties and raise her skirt. "Lexie..."

"Quiet. You know what to do." She pulled out the latex vaginal plug as she straddled his mouth. With her pussy against David's mouth, there was no doubt that what he was tasting was male cum - and lots of it - mixed with the familiar sweetness of his wife's juices of erotic arousal. "Come on, David, suck me completely clean."

It was Lexie's first creampie experience, and David's first at cleaning a pussy of another man's cum. Lexie's dominant demeanor had overcome her husband's reluctance to taste another man's mess from her pussy. She didn't leave him much room to protest. He continued to lick and swallow, and she had never had such a deliriously lusty experience - unless you can count being fucked while bent over Gary's desk as lusty.

Lexie's uncontrolled outcries of orgasm filled their bedroom, and David's arousal and frustration increased. His wife's slender hips made him ache to be inside her. After her second orgasm she climbed off her husband. "That's one," she said.

"Lexie, can I go inside you? Please!"

"Of course not! What are the terms of us staying together?"

David gave a sigh. Every day, she had him go through the humiliation of repeating back to her what she had decided to do about his indiscretion.

"I have to clean your pussy of another man's cum ten times before I'm allowed the pleasure of being inside you," he said in a shaky voice.

David knew better than to ask Lexie for any details about how she got her pussy filled with sperm - something that he would not be allowed to do for a number of days. Maybe someday she would tell him, but details of her adventures were off limits for now. David was envious of this unknown person who had obviously taken great pleasure in thrusting his cock in and out of her golden pussy and experiencing the sweet feeling of release.

Lexie had a smile on her face the rest of the day. She even felt kindly toward her once-errant husband for doing a good cleanup job. She decided that she would let him release into her hand a couple times into his ordeal, provided that he lick up his sticky mess afterward.

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Lexie giggled to herself when the red light on her phone blinked at 4 PM. She had more than the usual male attention that day from wearing a white blouse with a tie, a short black skirt, bare legs, and white socks with her black shoes.

She boldly walked into Gary's office, locked the door, and stood before him with bowed head.

"Lexie, you're dressed like a naughty cock-teasing schoolgirl. You had the weekend to think about your punishment, and you still come to work looking like a slutty tart."

After a brief pause, she answered, "I'm sorry, sir. I couldn't help it. Is there anything I can do to make it up?"

"I want you to turn to one side, remove your panties and skirt, bend over and touch your toes, and don't get out of position."

"Yes, sir," she squeaked. The slender and sexy wife made a show of removing her panties and skirt, and then bent over as ordered. "I'm ready, sir. How are you going to punish me?"

Without answering, Gary went behind her and shed his clothes. He had an idea that she was playing a game with him, and had kept his hands away from his cock over the weekend, hoping that he would get another opportunity to nestle his hard member inside her resplendent grotto.

He grasped her slender hips, stuck his throbbing cock inside her snatch, and began pumping. Lexie's position made her feel everything more intensely, and she gasped her supplications. "Oh my God, sir, you're so deep! Oh, please, sir, go easy! Oh, Sir! You're fucking me silly!" It did not take long for the first torrent of cum to pleasurably spurt and spurt inside her.

Gary pulled out, his member still turgid. Lexie stayed in her bent over position, panting, her knees quivering.

"Get down on all fours, you little slut!" he commanded. She immediately obeyed, spreading her knees for maximum effect. Gary plunged inside her. "Can you feel that, you nasty little slut?"

"Oh, sir, I feel so nasty in this position! And yes, sir, I feel your hard cock inside me. I'll do my best to take my punishment properly!"

His immediate lust satiated, he pumped more slowly, making an effort to enjoy this cock teasing girl wagging her hips and whispering, "Oh my God, sir!" He briefly wondered what kind of problems she was having with her husband at home. His cock again convulsively spurted inside her.

"Damn, girl, you made me cum again!" He waited until he slipped out, and told her to get dressed and go home.

David, again, kissed and licked Lexie's pussy and swallowed all of Gary's profuse cum. Lexie hand-jobbed David and had him spurt in her hand, and had him lick it up. "That's two," she said. "Eight more to go."

Over the next three weeks, Lexie got called in to Gary's office for a "punishment" session, during which she played a submissive cock teasing slut who couldn't resist dressing to arouse the guys. And as before, Gary was aroused beyond words at her nasty talk.

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The coveted tenth time finally arrived, and David, his insides trembling, lay on the floor as his recently fucked wife lowered her pussy onto his mouth. He fervently went after cleaning her snatch of the unknown person's sperm, and anxiously awaited absolution from Lexie.

Lexie also looked forward to face-to-face intercourse and not having to play a role to get her pussy filled. She removed all her clothes and lay back on the bed. "David, this was ten out of ten. You're completely forgiven. Now there's one little detail to settle. Every time you cum inside me, you're going to eat the pie. Every time. If you agree to that, you may enter me."

David gratefully agreed, and wasted no time entering Lexie and slowly thrusting, his chest against hers, gazing into her eyes barely a few inches from his, and his hands tightly grasping hers. It had been weeks since he had felt the intense pleasure of his cock being caressed by a woman's talented inner muscles. To heighten his excitement, he knew that she had been fucked silly by another man, by someone of her choosing, many times in the past several weeks. His first ejaculation of the evening came quickly, and he ecstatically cried out and spurted endlessly into his wife's experienced pussy. He willingly licked up and swallowed his profuse mess and gave her three orgasms. By midnight, he had spurted his sticky mess inside Lexie a third time. After he licked up his mess, they slept soundly.

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"My name is Marisa," the voice at the other end of the phone spoke to Lexie. "I'm Gary's wife. I recently found out about the affair that my husband has been having with you. Meet me at Antonio's for lunch tomorrow. I want to hear your side of it. And be prepared to take the afternoon off. We're going to do a lot of talking."

In spite of the fact that Marisa was confronting Lexie about Gary's office affair, the slender and slightly domme brunette put Lexie at ease. Marisa explained that Gary had captured all their office escapades on video, and Marisa had discovered them accidentally. She smiled at Lexie's surprised expression when she told her. "In some ways it was a turn on to see those videos. Now I really know the kinds of things that turn him on. But I'm still upset at his philandering."

Lexie related how she had come across evidence that her husband had a fling with a young woman. "She convinced him to go down on her after sex, and raved about how good it felt. I never knew that guys did that. So when I confronted David, I told him that the only way we'd stay together is if he would eat the creampie on ten separate occasions, with another man's sperm inside me. He reluctantly agreed, and that's where Gary came in. Yes, I used your husband to help settle the score with David. After the tenth time I forgave David."

They talked for a couple of hours; Marisa asked detailed questions about creampies. Then Lexie suggested, "Why don't you do what I did - have intercourse with an unknown man and bring home dessert for Gary?"

"I can't just go up to some guy and say, hey, let's screw!"

Lexie tried to suppress a smile. "I've got the perfect solution at home."

This time it was Marisa who had a surprised look. "Your husband?!"

"Of course."



Lexie vs Teacher



'This isn't good enough. See me after class, Lexie,' said Mr Cooper, handing back Lexie's Biology test, which she had, once again, failed. 

Lexie sighed. She'd never wanted to take Biology in the first place but her father had pushed her. He was convinced that one day she'd be a famous scientist who would cure cancer, or a surgeon who would save the lives of hundreds of people. That was all very well; Lexie was a bright girl, but she just wanted to dance. 

Every since she could walk her mother had taken her to dance classes, done her hair before auditions, supported her from the audience at shows. Lexie had learnt every style of dance she could think of; ballet, tap, jazz, Latin, ballroom, disco, salsa, even a little break-dancing, and she adored it. She devoted all her spare time to practising in the school's dance studio and auditioning for shows; she was astounding, but lacked the confidence to believe in herself. 

'Are you even listening to me Lexie?' the teacher bellowed at her. The truth was, she hadn't been. She was daydreaming as always, she knew all the biology she needed and she'd even failed the test on purpose... twice. Maybe if her parents thought she wasn't clever enough, they'd let her be a dancer instead and she could be happy doing the thing she enjoyed most in the world. 

Lexie wasn't unattractive either; she had wavy, red hair that fell nicely over her perky 34 DD's. She was only about 5ft 4 but her body was wonderfully toned, yet graceful. She barely noticed, but every guy who walked past her couldn't help but stare. The most captivating thing about her was her eyes; they were emerald green and sparkled every time she smiled. They carried the longing of being far away, chasing her dreams.

The bell rang and Lexie stood up, adjusting her skirt and began to pack her things away. 'I'll see you later Lexie, good luck' said her best friend Katie. Katie had got a new boyfriend every week and couldn't understand why Lexie was still alone. Although she was by no means ugly, she envied Lexie's figure; all the guys wanted her, even though she couldn't see it. 

As the classroom slowly emptied, Lexie walked over to the desk where her teaching was sitting, preparing herself for another lecture about how she 'could do better than this' and 'wasn't fulfilling her maximum potential'. But as she looked at Mr Cooper, she saw something different in his eyes. She wasn't sure what it was but it made her uneasy and she promised herself she'd get out of this as soon as possible.

Mr Cooper looked up at her, 'Lexie, this just isn't acceptable. I've spoken to you about your poor grades on numerous occasions and you don't seem to be taking me seriously. I think a more severe course of action is called for. I will do whatever it takes to get it into your head that you cannot keep failing my class. I know you're a clever girl. I know you know the answers. I even know that you're failing on purpose. Don't think I'm going to let you get away with it.'

Lexie picked up her bag. 'I'm sorry, Sir. It won't happen again. I've just remembered, I need to be somewhere.'

She walked over to the door, but he got there before her, slammed it shut and locked it. Lexie's heart began to race, she had no idea what was about to happen to her but she didn't fancy sticking around to find out. 

'What are you doing, Sir? I need to leave. I'll try harder in future, I promise,' Lexie pleaded, but Mr Cooper was having none of it. 

'I don't think you understand just how serious this is Lexie, but you must learn from your mistakes, so that is what I intend to do; make you remember not to do it again.'

He gently touched Lexie's face as he said this, making her feel even more uncomfortable but leaving her with no idea how to get out of it. She flinched slightly, scared he was about to hit her. 

'Are you scared, Lexie? Don't worry, I'm not going to hit you. I have much better punishments for naughty students such as yourself. Especially such good looking ones.'

He pushed Lexie, so she was sitting on his desk but she quickly stumbled to her feet and ran for the door. Mr Cooper grabbed her and bound her hands behind her back with her own tie. She fought against him but his 6ft 2 frame was much bigger and stronger than hers and she knew she didn't stand a chance of getting away. 

'Oh no, Lexie. You're not going anywhere. Not until you've learnt your lesson,' said Mr Cooper, sliding a hand up her short, black school skirt, ripping off her silk panties and forcing them into her mouth. 'We wouldn't want anyone hear this now, would we?'

Lexie looked at him with wide eyed innocence, the expression in those beautiful eyes pleading with him to let her go. She tried to speak, tried to beg him to stop but the makeshift gag prevented her from doing so. 

Mr Cooper grabbed her by the shoulders, sinking his teeth into her neck, leaving a red mark that was already turning into a dark purple bruise. He spun her around and pushed her so she was bent over the desk, before tying her ankles to either side of it with rope that he'd produced from one of the drawers in the desk. She was well and truly stuck now. 

Despite the pain she was in and the fear taking over her, Lexie could feel herself getting wet. She'd always fantasized about being taken against her will and Mr Cooper wasn't a bad looking man. He was in his late 30's but he'd taken care of his body; he worked out 3 or 4 times a week and had tattoos down his toned, muscular arms. Lexie willed herself to stop getting wet, but the fear and anticipation was too much for her to handle.

Mr Cooper ran a hand over her now dripping wet pussy, gasping with surprise. 'Look at you, you little slut. You're already wet. You're actually enjoying this, you harlot,' he said, beginning to remove his belt.

Lexie turned a deep shade of red, embarrassed that her body had betrayed her fantasy and embarrassed that she was turned on by this. It was wrong, immoral. He was right, she was just a little slut.

She moaned through the gag and she felt his thick leather belt being brought down across her ass, not hard enough to do any damage but hard enough to leave a pink stripe and a stinging sensation on her left cheek. Before she had time to recover, he brought it down again, harder this time but still with the same intent. He wanted to make her enjoy this; to make her ashamed of her filthy, hidden fantasy. 

It wouldn't be rape, not really. She wanted it almost as much as he did. He unbound her hands for a moment, only to place them on the desk in front of her and tie her wrists to the legs of it. Before he continued, he removed the gag. 

'You're going to be quiet now, aren't you Lexie?' Mr Cooper demanded. 

'No, I won't be...' was all Lexie managed to get out before the belt landed across her ass again, this time leaving a dark red stripe, causing her to squeal. There was no pleasure this time, only pain and her fear began to grow even more. 

You see, Lexie had a secret. It was something that nobody knew, not even Katie. Lexie was a virgin. She'd always been so popular with boys that everyone just assumed she wasn't but she had wanted to wait for the right guy. Her plan was about to be ruined and that was what terrified her more than anything. The pain she could cope with, but she couldn't stand the fact that her virginity was about to be taken by her Biology teacher, a man whom she had trusted and who now repaid her with hatred and violence. So why was she still enjoying this?

Mr Cooper forced two fingers into Lexie's soaking wet pussy, taking her by surprise and making her moan in a mixture of excitement, fear, pleasure and pain. He gasped as he suddenly realised her secret. 

'Lexie, you're a... virgin!'

'Yes, Sir. Please, don't do this to me. I've never had sex before. Please let me go. I'll try harder, I'll stop failing.'

Lexie knew it was pointless. This wasn't about whether she passed or failed anymore, it wasn't about grades or paying attention in class. This was all about one man's carnal need and knowing that she was untouched spurred him on all the more. 

In the beginning, Mr Cooper had just wanted to scare her, but seeing her bent over the desk like that, her tight virgin pussy exposed to him, he just had to have her. He didn't care about her welfare anymore, this was purely about him. 

Lexie heard him unzip him jeans behind her and held her breath. She wasn't ready for this, not yet, not with him, yet her body so badly craved it. She heard his trousers drop to the floor and braced herself for possibly the worst experience of her life. Lexie felt the tip of his cock intruding her virgin pussy and tried to wriggle away from him.

Mr Cooper grabbed her hips and pulled her towards him, unwilling to let her escape this so easily. He forced his thick, 8inch cock deep into her tight, wet pussy causing her to yelp in pain and tense her whole body. As she tensed, it made her pussy even smaller around his cock and he gasped at just how tight it was. 

'That's right Lexie, my cock is inside your pussy, you whore. And now I'm going to fuck your tight little cunt and you're not going to complain,' snarled her teacher, all sense of compassion disappearing from his voice, instinct taking over as he looked at her, impaled on his cock. 'Who knows, you might even enjoy it, you dirty little slut,' he added.

Being called a slut and a whore awoke something inside Lexie and she realised she wasn't getting out of this so she might as well make the most of it and enjoy it. Her body had already betrayed her by making her wet and he knew as well as she did that she'd craved this, she'd needed the control and dominance to make her feel complete.

He began thrusting his cock in and out of her, grunting with each thrust, still astounded at how tight her pussy was, enjoying every moment of it. 

Lexie begged her body not to embarrass her again, but it failed her as she began to enjoy how full her pussy felt and couldn't help but moan as Mr Cooper rammed his cock into her harder and faster than before, digging his nails into her hips as he pulled her deeper onto his cock. She figured it was time to be honest.

'Oh fuck, Sir, I never realised it could be like this. Please, don't stop.'

He smiled to himself and sighed a sigh of relief. He wasn't getting in trouble for rape, not now; not now that she was enjoying herself so much. He loved dominating students, he'd done it many a time but she was by far the sexiest, she was the only virgin; the others had all been slags and had done the rounds of just about every guy in the college. They all had one thing in common though, they'd all enjoyed it and they'd all been unable to resist responding to his enthusiastic, if not a little rough, fucking. 

Mr Cooper couldn't lie to himself, as much as he loved dominating girls, he enjoyed it much more knowing they took pleasure from it too. He reached down to pick up his belt and brought it down hard across Lexie's ass again, making her moan even louder, calling out his name and begging him to keep fucking her. 

He'd never expected her to be like this, there was a little whore inside her that had just been dying to come out and he'd found it, he'd brought it out of her. He knew it wouldn't be long until he came but there was more he wanted to do yet. He untied Lexie, pushed her to her knees and ordered her to suck his cock.

She looked up at him tentatively, her pussy feeling raw and strangely empty, unsure of what to do. He guided his cock into her mouth, placed his hands in her hair and told her to suck on it, like a lollipop. 

Lexie needed very little instruction as she expertly sucked on his cock, even though it was her first time, she'd watched enough porn to know how to do it. She ran her tongue up the length of it, her emerald eyes sparkling as she glanced up at her teacher, looking for approval. 

He nodded at her to continue as he began thrusting into her mouth, his fingers laced in her hair, pulling it and making her moan but never allowing her to take his cock from her mouth. 

'Do you like that you little slut? Do you like being able to taste yourself on my cock? You might have been a virgin but you're still a whore, you still enjoyed every second of that. I can tell just from how wet your nice tight cunt still is,' growled Mr Cooper, eliciting more moans from Lexie as she continued to wrap her mouth around his cock, flicking her tongue over the tip of it.

There was just one more thing he wanted to try, he didn't know if he was pushing it too far but he had to try it. Within seconds he had her tied back to the desk, the same as before only a little more enthusiastic this time. She was pushing herself back towards him, desperate to feel his cock in her tight wet pussy again, but that wasn't what he had planned for her. 

Lexie felt cold lubricant being drizzled over her ass and heard Mr Cooper rubbing it over his cock. Her body stiffened as she knew what was coming and wasn't willing to accept it. He'd taken her virginity, wasn't that enough for him?

As she felt his cock pressing against her ass, she realised that he obviously wasn't satisfied, that he needed more.

'Please don't, Sir. I'll do anything, just please don't fuck my ass. I'm scared,' she pleaded with him.

'There's no need to be scared Lexie, it'll only hurt a little,' he mocked. 'But this is what I want and I'm afraid you're under my command, in my classroom and you'll do as I say, now shut up and accept that this is going to happen.'

He roughly forced his cock into her tiny asshole, pausing only for a second to gasp at how tight it was. He didn't think it could have been any tighter than her little pussy, but it was. His cock barely fit inside it, but he continued to force until all 8 inches of his cock were buried deep inside her ass. Lexie was sobbing by this point, it was excruciating and she couldn't handle anymore.

'Please stop, Sir. Please, it hurts,' she cried. 

He ignored her and started to thrust in and out of her ass, taking his cock almost all of the way out before ramming it back in with an immense force, pushing Lexie into the desk every time he thrust into her again. 

As surprised as she was, Lexie found herself beginning to enjoy this. She loved the thrill of being taken, the pain of having her ass fucked, the pleasure at the same time and she began to moan. For the first time today, she was actually going to come and she pushed back against his thrusts, taking him deeper and deeper into her ass. 

'I'm going to come, Lexie. I'm going to come in your dirty little slut ass,' Mr Cooper announced and seconds later, Lexie felt his hot cum shooting deep inside her tight little asshole, filling her. This was too much for her to take and she arched her back, moaning as her orgasm took over her whole body, making her writhe and scream with pleasure.

After what seemed like forever, Mr Cooper pulled his cock out of her ass and untied her from the desk. 'I think you'll be trying much harder in my lessons in future, won't you?' he questioned. Lexie just nodded silently, still wondering quite what had just happened to her. 

Biology lessons were going to get a whole lot more interesting, and if she was going to get that treatment every time she failed a test, she might just have to keep failing.



Lexie's Adventures



This is the story about when my parents sent me to a boarding school. My name is Lexie and I'm an eighteen year old girl. I have long blonde hair that I always wear in a ponytail. I've been told that I have blue piercing eyes. I'm five foot five, and weigh one hundred pounds. I've been blessed with large breasts. I am a 38 C cup size. I also have a shaved pussy. 

I've been a real handful for my parents. I've been getting into a lot of trouble at school. I got caught smoking on school property and have been suspended a few times for doing that. My mom and dad were not happy. 

My friends and I are just your average kids. We like to drink, but we are not of legal age. So we need to do this and try not to get caught. When we do drink, we act really stupid, but we are just kids. My mother, for the most part likes my friends. When we get together, we might do things that our parents would never approve of, but you need to make these mistakes in life, when you are young and learn from them. 

My parents do a lot of traveling for their jobs. My dad is a trader for a global company, and he travels back and forth to London. My mom is an event planner for an electronics firm. She plans company conventions and sales meetings. With their type of work, my parents travel a few times a week for their jobs. So, ever since I was a baby, I've had a live in nanny named Anna to look after me, while they're away. 

Lately, when my parents are out of town, I've been doing a lot of lying and sneaking out in the middle of the night. Anna tried to be my friend and didn't tell my parents for a while, but I've been becoming more and more difficult to handle. 

I've been dating since I was sixteen. My mother put me on birth control as soon as I became sexually active. When my mother was young, she had an accidental pregnancy and did not want that happening to me. My mother also told me that boys always have to wear condoms, because you don't want to get sexually transmitted diseases. I'm not going to die for anybody. Some boys want to not wear condoms, but that isn't happening with me. My parents know that I'm very responsible, when it comes to sex. 

A few months ago, when my parents were out of town, Anna went to the movies with friends. I asked my boyfriend Joey to come over. We had amazing sex. We started kissing and then we were laying in the sixty nine position and he licked my bald pussy. His tongue was deep inside my wet cunt. I sucked his cock deeper and deeper down my throat. 

Anna came home and she was calling my name, she heard moaning and groaning coming from my room. She knocked on the door, but I didn't answer since we were busy having oral sex. Anna walked in and found us in a very compromising position. She slammed the door and went running out. I didn't care, we just continued doing what we were doing. 

After we had oral sex, I wanted to fuck my boyfriend. I got on top of him moving my body over his cock. His hands massaged my breasts. We were both moaning and groaning. Anna barged in and saw us fucking. 

"Joey, get dressed and get out of this house." 

"Anna mind your business, this has nothing to do with you." 

We both got dressed and left. She called my mother, who was less than thrilled with what she had heard from Anna.

Then last month, I begged my mother to let me have a party. I wanted to invite about 15 kids over. My mother said we could order pizza and she'd have sushi hand rolled and brought to the house. She'd hire a bartender to make us smoothies and non-alcoholic drinks. 

The bartender would be upstairs in the kitchen and not in the actual party. He'd just bring down all the drinks as he made them. Anna would be upstairs if we needed her. 

The basement is very large, and is more like a game room. We have a pinball machine, ping pong table, pool table and an air hockey table. There's a large sectional couch and a fifty-five inch flat screen television. 

We started out just dancing and having a good time. But then, some of the boys wanted to play spin the bottle. We did that for a while. Then we played the game seven minutes in heaven. Usually a couple will go into a closet for seven minutes and they can kiss, make out, have sex, whatever you want to do. Some boys went in with girls, some girls went in with other girls. We were just experimenting. 

One of the kids had snuck in a bottle of vodka and was pouring it into all of the non-alcoholic drinks. A lot of us were kind of drunk. 

Soon we all just started making out with people. My friend Katie was having sex on the pool table with her boyfriend. He was on top of her moving his body all around her. Katie was moaning and groaning, her legs at her side as he pounded her pussy. 

There were two girls on the couches eating each other's pussies. They were all over each other. Licking and fingering each other. 

I really wanted to experiment, so I told my boyfriend I wanted to have a threesome. He asked his friend Bryan if he wanted to share me. He was only happy to oblige. Bryan was on his back and I slid his hard cock into my wet pussy, while Joey lubed my asshole and started to fuck my ass.

Bryan was thrusting his cock really deep into my wet cunt, while Joey's hard cock filled my ass. I never experienced anything like this before. It felt so good having two cocks in my body at the same time. 

Other boys were on the couch just watching and stroking their cocks. Another one of my friends, Steve was having sex with his boyfriend. They were fucking each other by the pinball machine. 

Anna came down to check on us and saw all of this fucking was going on. 

"Lexie, what the hell is going on? All of you need to get dressed and go home." 

"Anna, just mind your business. I am having a party." 

"Lexie, you're having an orgy! I am calling your parents." 

She called my mother, who then called my father and I was grounded for three weeks. I lost access to my car, no friends over, no cell phone, and no I-pad. My life was basically over for those three weeks. 

My mother and father decided that I'm officially out of control. They'd pull me out of my current high school and would send me to a boarding school for girls. I'm less than thrilled, since this is my senior year in high school, but if I want to go to college next year, this needs to be done. 

They said I have to get good grades and not to get in any trouble. We'll see if that is even possible! I'm just a very curious teenager. Trouble just has a way of finding me. 

"Lexie, are you ready to go?" 

"I can't believe you're sending me away." 

"Your father and I cannot control you." 

"Well this isn't going to do anything you know. Whatever mom! You can't change me." 

"You're going, Lexie." 

"Fine, mother, but I am eighteen and going away to college next year." 

"Only if you pass your classes, Lexie." 

The limo came and took my mother and me to the boarding school. I wore a very short purple dress and flip flops. I was in a very arrogant mood. The school is about an hour away. 

I texted and called my girlfriend Katie, just to annoy my mom. I chewed gum, popped bubbles and talked loudly on my phone. I gave my mother dirty looks and just was being an absolute bitch. 

When we got to the school, my mother helped me with my luggage. Our first stop at the school was the headmaster's office. 

We knocked on Mr. Jackson's door. 

"Hello, Mrs. Angelo, I'm Mr. Jackson." 

He extended his hand and my mother shook it. 

"You must be Lexie. Please come in and take a seat." 

Mr. Angelo and my mother talked for a while, and he assured her that the program was the finest in the area. He told her that I would get a great education and would move onto a good college. Mr. Jackson also told my mother that they are very strict. If the girls don't abide by the rules, they lose their privileges. 

My mother then gave me a hug and a kiss and warned me not to get into any trouble. She walked out and went back into the limo and went home. 

"Okay young lady, you're here because you're wild. We're very strict here at this school. You'll be taught discipline and you'll need to follow all the rules. Or you will lose your privileges. Stand up and let me look at you!" 

I stood up and he looked at me with very creepy eyes. 

"Lexie take off your clothes!" 

"I'm not doing that!" 

"You're absolutely going to do it! I'm going to teach you a lesson girl." 

Reluctantly, I took off all my clothes. He just stared at me. 

"Lexie, you're very beautiful." 

Mr. Jackson stood in front of me and turned and twisted my nipples. He made them very hard. Then he sucked and bit them. He grabbed me and started to kiss me. 

I actually liked it, as I'm a very wild girl. He took his fingers and spit on them and slid his fingers into my pussy. He smirked at me, and told me that I was wet. 

"You're a nasty girl. Your pussy is soaked! Lexie, lay across my desk!" 

He spread my legs and started rubbing his fingers around my clit. Then he kneeled down in front of me and licked my pussy. He spread my swollen lips, and started to tongue fuck me really fast. He replaced his tongue with his fingers and fingered me really fast and deep. I moaned and told him how good it felt. 

"You're a very naughty girl, Lexi. Lexie, I'm going to fuck you now. Lexie, get down on the floor!" 

He slid his very large cock into my wet pussy. He was slapping my ass and calling me a slut. He grabbed my hair and started to pound my wet pussy. He looked in my eyes and told me I was his slut. 

"I'm going to fuck you each and every day and you are going to like it!" 

He slapped my ass several times, calling me his bitch. He then grabbed a tube of KY jelly from his desk drawer and rubbed it all over my ass. He slowly guided his cock into my tight asshole. It felt so tight going in and I moaned. I have had anal sex a bunch of times. I really enjoy it. 

"I must have gotten lucky, when you got dropped off here." 

His cock rammed my ass. Of course, it felt pretty good. I have fucked a few boys, but he is a man. I was actually enjoying it. His cock was larger and thicker than I've had inside me before. 

"Get on your knees, slut! Suck my cock!" 

I got down on my knees. He grabbed my head and started to fuck my mouth hard. I took him deeper and deeper into mouth. I was slurping on his cock, and his creamy cum slid down my throat. 

"Lexie, you and I are going to be great friends." If you suck and fuck me, you can do whatever you want here!" 

"Really, anything?" 

"Yes, you just need to fuck me daily and you can do you whatever you want." 

"Okay, Mr. Jackson that sounds fair." 

"Get dressed, Lexie." 

He introduced me to my roommate and showed me where I would be staying. 

"Susan, this is Lexie, your new roommate." 

"Lexie, get settled and look around the school with Susan." 

"Lexie you're in good hands. I will call you later." 

Our room was really big and it's beige. They're two single beds, two desks with chairs, two closets, and two nightstands with lamps on each one, a vanity table and another chair. 

I brought clean sheets to put on my bed and they were packed in my suitcase. I also brought a laptop and a printer to use. The bathroom is shared between all the girls on the floor. I'm told there were only five other girls on the floor.

"So, are you one of Mr. Jackson's girls?" 

"What do you mean, Susan?" 

"I mean he usually fucks all the new girls." 

"Are you one of the lucky ones?" 

Susan said she had a friend that he fucks every now and then. Mr. Jackson's girls are treated like royalty around here. You can do whatever you want. Mr. Jackson will fix your grades and you can pretty much come and go as you please. 

"He is very finicky sexually." 

Susan's friend told her he's very kinky and tells the girls to do all sorts of things. But, she said they all pass with great grades and go to the best colleges. 

I decided to tell Susan that I am not one of his girls. I want her to like me and don't want to come off like an arrogant bitch. 

"No, I guess I am not one of the lucky ones. I will have to work hard and get good grades just like everybody else."

Susan and I clicked right away. She seemed really nice. She's about my height and has long brown hair. Susan is about my weight, but is flat chested. She doesn't have a curvy figure like me. Maybe that is why Mr. Jackson liked me. 

Susan walked me around the school. She showed me where the classrooms were and where the dining hall and the library was. 

"Later, I will introduce you to some of the girls." 

Susan told me there's an all boy's school down the road. 

"Lexie, we usually get together for social events with our school. Maybe in the next few days, I will introduce you to some of the boys that I know." 

We walked back to our dorm room. Susan mentioned that lunch would be served in twenty minutes. 

I went into my luggage and pulled out the school uniforms that we have to wear every day, while on campus. I've got one for each day. They're not bad actually, it's a pleated mini skirt, with a shirt, a tie and stockings. 

"The uniforms look kind of slutty." 

We both giggled. I got changed into my little slut suit, and we left for the dining hall. 

We got on the lunch line. We got our trays and picked out the food we wanted to have. They offered a hot meal, sandwiches, salads and pizza. I decided on a Caesar salad with grilled chicken and a bottle of water. Susan got the same. We sat down, and there were a few other girls at the table. 

"Lexie, these are my friends." 

Susan pointed to three other girls. "That's Kim, Lisa and Jenny." 

The girls seemed very nice, and soon we were all talking about everything. They talked a little about Mr. Jackson. 

"Are you one of Mr. Jackson's girl's asked Kim?" 

"I am just Lexie, nobody special." 

I'm thinking to myself, that I've got it fucking made in this place. I will let him treat me like a slut, and I won't have to do a damn thing. We ate our lunch and then it was free time. 

There's a game room on campus, just a bunch of couches and they show movies all day. Most of the girls decided to go to the game room, but I was exhausted so I excused myself and went back to my room. 

I laid down on the bed and shut my eyes. My cell phone started ringing, and it was Mr. Jackson. He told me to meet him in his office in five minutes. 

Mr. Jackson is a nice looking man. He's six foot and has short brown hair, piercing blue eyes and an athletic body. His cock is on the bigger side, I would say it's about eight inches long, and clean shaven. 

I went down to his office, and knocked on his door. 

"Come in, Lexie. Lexie, come here you sweet thing." 

He grabbed me and kissed me. His tongue was entangled in my mouth. 

"Take off your clothes slowly. I will sit on the couch and play with my cock." 

Mr. Jackson took his clothes off and sat on the couch. He stroked his erect, hard and thick eight inch cock. 

I stood up and unbuttoned my shirt slowly. I took my arms out and removed my shirt. I was wearing a red lacy bra and a red thong. 

"Lexie, do a dance for me." 

I put my arms over my head and slowly gyrated around in a circle for him. 

Lexi, take your bra off and play with your breasts." 

I removed my bra and rubbed my nipples. I pulled on them until they were standing straight up. I squeezed my breasts together. 

"Take off your thong!" 

I took off my thong and sat on his desk. I spread my legs and slid a finger into my pussy. I moaned as I rubbed my clit. I fucked myself with several fingers deep inside my wet cunt. 

Mr. Jackson got up, spread my legs wider, and started rubbing my clit with his thumb, while he slowly began to finger my wet pussy. His other hand was on my breasts, rubbing and cupping them. Soon he replaced his fingers with his tongue and slowly licked and sucked the folds of my pussy lips. He spread my pussy lips with his tongue, and started tongue fucking me really fast. I started to grind my pussy against his face. Suddenly, I started to cream along his tongue, and he lapped up all my sweet juices. 

He moved to a chair and sat down. 

"Lay across my lap, girl!" 

He started to slap my ass, he slapped me about six times and my ass was stinging a bit. It didn't really hurt, but it got me very excited. 

"You're a naughty girl and now my slut, Lexie. I will fuck you anytime I want. Bend over Lexie!" 

I bent over and he slid his thick cock into my pussy. His cock was thrusting deep and hard into my wet bald cunt. He squeezed my ass, while he fucked me deep. 

"Lexie, you're such a hot piece of ass. I plan on fucking you daily." 

I was really enjoying it, he's so different than the other boys I've fucked. 

It occurred to me that my mother would be so annoyed to know that I am fucking more now than I did when I was home. I giggled to myself. 

"Get on your knees, whore!" 

I got down on my knees and he shot his load of cum into my mouth. I licked my lips, and stood up and gave him a kiss. 

"Get dressed Lexie, I'll talk to you soon." 

I got dressed and left. I went back to my dorm room and called my mother and told her everything is going really well. She was happy that I liked my new school.



Lexie's New Business



"Is that you Ryan?" Lexie sat in front of her makeup mirror dressed only in black bra and panties. "You're running late. We need to be at the Country Club in less than a half hour."

"Yeah babe, it's me." Answered Ryan in a forlorn voice. He poked his head in to the bathroom.

"Oh no Ryan! What happened to you? Were you in an accident?" He looked like he had been run over by a truck and crawled home.

Ryan wearily shrugged. "Thank God that I have a beautiful, loving wife, because the rest of my world is in the shitter." Ryan sniffed Lexie's perfume lingering in the air. "And damn woman, you do smell good."

"Oh Ryan, you look miserable. What happened hunny?"

Ryan sat down on the edge of the tub. Wringing his hands as he spoke, he began falteringly. "You know that new project in Houston that we were bidding on?" 

"Yes. The Samson bridge project right?"

"The very one. Well, you know how much time that we've put in to that thing. Too much really, but with the work orders falling off, it was the last chance for saving the company." His voice trailed off.

"Ryan? What happened?"

"We, umm, well, I really, made an error in the bidding process. We received notice today that they are rejecting our bid. Not even going to consider it." Ryan buried his head in his hands, unable to face his wife.

"Hunny, we've had hard times before and we've always made it before. Don't give up baby, we'll make it this time as well." She walked to him and pulled his head to her chest. "We'll be just fine Ryan. You'll find other jobs to bid on. This is our dream, you'll, I mean we'll make it work baby."

""No, Lexie you don't understand. I've had to beg, borrow and steal to survive the last 3 months. This is it, out of gas, end of the road. I shut the company down today and let everyone go."

"Oh my God Ryan, but it's Christmas. What will they all do?" And what will we do she thought. She fought her panic back.

""I think that they all knew that it was coming. There were a lot of tears, but no anger, no hatred. We tried and didn't make it, which, as the saying goes, is better than not trying at all." A wry smile passed over his face. "In fact, I think some of them were actually relieved. They're free now to find new jobs. And Lexie, I'm going to have to hunt for a job too. Our dream of having our own business is just, well, on the shelf for now."

The drive to the Country Club was abnormally quiet. The young couple was lost in their own thoughts. Their reaction to the failure of the business was consistent with their personalities. Lexie thought for the millionth time in their marriage of how much she loved Ryan and all that he was to her, but how the much better it would have been had she been the business person. Ryan was kind and patient and a staunch believer in fair play. His honesty and integrity made him moderately successful, but he lacked the edge of ruthlessness that a truly successful businessman had to have. Lexie chuckled to herself, but me on the other hand, I cut nuts off when necessary.

Lexie knew that this was likely to be their last Country Club Christmas party. She resolved to make it the best one ever. She knew though that it was going to be difficult to shake Ryan out of his funk. Plying him with liquor would either straighten him out or send him to the car to sleep it off she thought.

Ryan pulled their Jaguar in to the valet line. A handsome young blonde man in a white coat and white gloves approached their car. "Ryan, who is he? He looks familiar."

"Why that's young Jack Stewart, some of Jim and Shirley Stewart, also known as the Stewart who will likely win the bid on my Houston project."

"Oh, that Jack Stewart."

Young Jack Stewart leaned down and opened the door to the Jag. A broad smile swept over his face. "Mr. And Mrs. Lawless, welcome to the Christmas party. I must say Mrs. Lawless, you look fabulous tonight. Well, I mean, you look fabulous all the time, but, I mean, well, wow Mrs. Lawless."

Lexie smiled. She felt stunning in her strapless black dress and high heels. She worked hard to maintain her figure for events such as this. She gripped Young Jack Stewart's hand and allowed him to pull her up from the car. His grip was surprisingly strong and sure for such a young man. But he was a star athlete, thought Lexie. He should be in good shape.

The Country Club was a winter wonderland. Ryan quickly pulled away to find drinks for them. Lexie feared that Ryan was going to bury himself in a bottle. Lexie heard her name called out through the Christmas music. From across the room, a woman's voice called out again to her and a couple made their way over to her. As they drew near, she recognized Jim and Shirley Stewart. Oh my lord, thought Lexie, here we go.

Jim Stewart wrapped Lexie up in a bear hug, holding her just a little too tight and a little too long. Shirley was prattling away at her before they were within conversational distance. 

"Lexie, Lexie, Lexie, we are so glad that you are here. What, with all that is happening to your husband's company and all, well, frankly, we just didn't think that you'd be in a festive mood."

Lexie practically pried Jim Stewart off of her, only to be replaced by and equally long and unnecessary embrace from Shirley Stewart. So this is how it is going to be thought Lexie. They've probably already told everyone of the Houston bid results and of the imminent demise of our company.

Anger swept over Lexie. She fought to control it. She wasn't going to let this bastard and his bitch wife get the best of her. ""Oh, well, thank you so much for your concern. You are so considerate to be thinking of us, especially as busy as you are going to be since you won the bid. But Ryan and I have some other things in the works. We'll be just fine."

"Oh I'm sure you will dear, I'm sure you will." Shirley patted Lexie's arm, as if calming a mad dog. "If there is anything, just anything that we can do for you, just give me a call" concluded Shirley in her most patronizing voice.

When hell freezes over thought Lexie. Her poker face concealed her anger. "You know that we will, and the same to you as well, if we can ever help in any way." An evil thought popped in to her mind. "Oh, and I must say, keep an eye on that handsome young son of yours, I could just eat him up." For emphasis, Lexie ran her tongue slowly over her ruby red lips.

Lexie's meaning sunk home to the doddering Mrs. Stewart, but was lost on Jim Stewart, who was having trouble lifting his gaze from Lexie's cleavage. Lexie briskly excused herself as she saw Ryan approaching.

"What did that asshole want?" Ryan had two drinks in his hands, but from the liquor on his breath, Lexie suspected that he had taken a couple of shots at the bar. 

"Same old same old Ryan. Just let it go. We need to put this behind us and pull together. This isn't the time to wallow is self pity." She wanted to add "man up" but this wasn't the time or the place to focus on Ryan's self doubt. "Let's just enjoy our last Christmas Party as this snob hole." She took Ryan's head in her hands and kissed him, long and hard, like the kiss of lovers during lovemaking. All of the men in the room watched them with envy, lust in their hearts for the beautiful Lexie.

Despite Ryan's protestations, Lexie pushed him out the door to go to work the next day. She knew him well enough that he was likely to sink in to depression and would spend several days sleeping or otherwise being useless. She needed him to keep trying and, more importantly, she needed time to think. She had worked most of her life and was not afraid of work. What she weighed in her mind was how to start a business enterprise that would put money in the bank, but would give her the flexible schedule that she desired.

Fate is a funny thing. Sometimes all of the scheming and plotting in the world is wasted by an innocent act of another. As Lexie stood in the warm sunshine of her large bay window overlooking her front yard, she was nearly blinded by the light reflecting off of a metallic silver Mercedes pulling in to her driveway. She recognized the car. It belonged to Brian Peterson, a stockbroker who she and Ryan had used when they had been more successful. Although he was happily married to the Country Club's biggest flirt, Lexie had always felt that Brian's interest in her was more that business.

While he made his way up the winding path to her front door, she realized that she was still in her dark blue robe. Underneath she wore a lacy teddy in a matching color. The thought of changing in to something more suitable flashed through her mind, but before she could move, the doorbell rang.

What the hell, thought Lexie as she pulled the door open. "Brian! Why, what brings you out this way." Ryan and Lexie had been to several parties with the Petersons, so they were acquaintances, but not close friends. More like friends of friends thought Lexie.

"Good morning Lexie. I'm sorry to intrude on you so early in the morning. I do hope that it is all right that I stopped in." Brian had an English mother and had a trace of an accent, and was always impeccably polite.

"No no, it's fine Brian. Come in please. Would you like a cup of coffee?"

"Why yes, that would be nice."

They made small talk as Lexie poured his coffee. They took seats at her kitchen nook.

"So" Lexie began, "to what do I owe this honor of a morning visit from a successful stockbroker?"

"Well, to be honest with you, word of the dilemma that you and Ryan are in passed like fire through kindling at the Christmas party last night, as you might expect."

Lexie certainly did, the Country Club crowed was always hot for gossip of any type. News of Ryan's business problems would have been like a freshly slaughtered calf to hungry wolves.

"And, well, I'm not sure quite how to say this. So, I guess that I'll just be out with it. Do you remember that party at the Thompsons? It was a wine tasting party that ran amuck? By the end of the evening we were all quite done in, as I recall."

Lexie remembered it well. The wine had poured and everyone had consumed too much wine and too little food. She also remembered an uncomfortable feeling from the end of the evening, but couldn't recall exactly what it was.

"Hmmmm, to be honest Brian, I remember bits and pieces but not everything."

"Yes, I'd imagine that to be true. We had all taken on a lot of wine that night. Well, as you may recall, the topic of conversation turned to sex and all things sexual, as nights like that often do." 

Lexie watched him in amazement. He had never been at a loss for words before. He seemed ed to be having an even more difficult than normal time getting the words out. For her own amusement, Lexie reached across the table and put her hand on top of his. His fingers were long and slender.

Brian gulped, then cleared his throat. "Well, the conversation turned to the topic of whether or not our respective partners shave their, ummm, well." Brian paused and looked out the window. Then he sputtered it out. "Shaved their private parts."

"Oh yes, I remember parts of that conversation." Watching his eyes for reaction, she continued "And I'm sure that I told you that I trim and shave my ummm, private parts, as you say, as well as Ryan's private parts."

"Yes, I specifically remember that, as do most of the men who were in attendance. What you may not recall is that most of the prudes at that party not only don't shave, they wouldn't hear of having their husbands be shaved.

Now, what you probably don't recall, is that we had a conversation as a follow up to that, mostly in jest, abut starting a home business of shaving men or woman for money."

Lexie hadn't remembered that part of the conversation, but the idea gripped her. A home based business. A beauty salon for peoples "private parts." An interesting idea, one that had appeal to her. She and Ryan had been married for over ten years and she had seen many cocks prior to her marriage. It wasn't like the sight of a cock or pussy would be an irresistible turn on would it. From the mention of the idea, her mind took it and ran.

Turning to Brian, she inquired, "So, are you here to be my first client Brian?" 

Softly, almost under his breath, his answer came "Yes."

The horny little bastard thought Lexie. It was time to play along or bail out for good. If she went forward, it was possible that she could make a business out of this. If she said no, then a client and a good source of future clients would be shunned. She heard her voice command him "Go to the guest bedroom and get ready. I'll be in shortly."

Brian nearly leapt from the table. Whatever fantasy of this coming true which had been racing through his mind were coming true thought Lexie. A flood of emotions washed over her as she made her way to the master bedroom. Thoughts of making some money mingled with guilt over whether or not this was cheating on her husband. She rationalized it by telling herself that there wasn't anything sexual about this, it was just like cutting hair, well, not just like it, but pretty close. 

Lexie's thoughts bounced around like a ping pong ball. She gathered up the supplies that she would need for a shaving, items that she had gathered hundreds of times for shaving Ryan. While she walked through the house she went back and forth, could she do this, should she do this, was this morally wrong? But they needed money and this wasn't anything that Ryan would ever need to find out. She'd just tell him that she was doing online marketing from home. Besides, it sounded like the Country Club prudes needed some drastic attention to their "private parts." But she had to admit to herself, there was some sexuality to it. The thought of having men dangling their meats in front of her and being under her absolute control intrigued her as well.

The shaving supplies were loaded in an overnight bag, complete with lotions and after shave materials. Lexie took a deep breath and committed to going forward with this before stepping in to the guest room. Remember to cover the rules she thought as she rounded the corner and stepped in to the room.

A gasp escaped her lips. Her stockbroker was naked as the day he was born on her guest bed. He was long and lanky, a long distance runner Lexie remembered. His body was nearly hairless except for the thick patch of pubic hair covering his groin. Brian's hands were behind his head and his eyes were closed. He looked like a tourist relaxing on a lounge chair. Her eyes swept over his body but kept returning to his cock. 

For such a skinny and bony man, he had a disproportionately thick cock. It was as if all of the fat from his body had slid down and settled in his cock. His legs were slightly bent at the knee, leaving his thick cock and balls to dangle in directly in front of her. It had been a while since she had seen another man's cock she decided.

Forcing her gaze upward, she gently cleared her throat. Brian's eyes dreamily opened.

"Ah, there you are. I had almost concluded that you had either changed your mind or had taken a nap." He chuckled to himself.

"No, I haven't changed my mind, but not having ever done this before, I had to come up with a few ground rules. Despite your state of readiness" she reached over and gripped his cock firmly, lifted it and let it drop back down, "we need to have some things straight between us. First of all, we are not having sex. I'm not going to get naked, I'm not going to touch you in any way that isn't appropriate. Second, and most importantly, you will only tell people about this who you know to be capable of keeping this a secret, and moreover, only those whom you believe will become clients. If Ryan hears of this, it will likely end my marriage and will certainly end this little business. Understood?"

"You are in charge madam. I am at your mercy. Oh, and although we haven't discussed price, please rest assured that I will make it worth your while and I intend to be your best repeat customer."

Lexie set her shaving instruments out on the bed. She'd need to trim his tremendous pubic bush back first, then shave him. She let the hum of her trimmer starting be her answer.

Brian had clearly never been trimmed or shaved before, or if, so, not in an awfully long time thought Lexie. His pubic hair was thick and matted and hid what appeared to be a thick, capable cock. His eyes were closed and as she trimmed off layer after layer of pubic hair, her confidence that this really wasn't a sexual act in any way increased. Sure there was a naked man on her guest room bed, but there wasn't anything more to it than that. 

As she worked and took away the layers of hair, his smell grew stronger. She had had one cock for so long, she had nearly forgotten the sights and smells of the cock of a man other than her husband. It was almost like a date to her, like unzipping a new, soon to be lover. Steady girl she thought.

The sounds of light jazz filled the air. Lexie had the presence of mind to turn the in house sound system on before she began her work. The tenor sax filling the air helped mask the sounds of Brian's heavy breathing.

Soon the trimming of the bulk hair was done. Lexie focused in on layering the hair down to his groin so that the look wouldn't bee too drastic. Trimming in closer to his cock and balls required her to handle him on an increasing basis. She started gingerly at first, like she was picking up something that she didn't want to touch. Using her forefinger and thumb to move his cock and balls around. Once the trimming was done, she massaged him with hot water and soap before she shaved him. 

The hot water in the bowl stung her fingers. Cupping her hands, she collected the water in her palm and rubbed his cock and balls, the heat turning them pink. Adding soap, she worked up a thick lather around his cock and balls. As she rubbed the hot water and soap in to his groin, she felt his cock swelling, gaining size. No, she thought, it still isn't sexual, it's just business.

Lexie let her hands work in the same way that she had done to Ryan a thousand times. She tried to pretend that she was shaving Ryan, but the thick cock swelling in her hands dispelled her of those thoughts. While she shaved him, she held Brian's cock in her hand longer than necessary. Her mind pictured this thick cock spreading the ruby red lips of Brian's wife as he entered her mouth, or her pussy lips sliding up and down the length of this thick shaft. It was becoming increasingly harder to keep thoughts of sex out of this. 

Pushing Brian's thick balls aside to reach the inside of legs, then shaving the lower portion of his shaft, a warm wave of sexual desire passed through her. Brian was a good looking man, but not someone that she would have been attracted to otherwise. But having such complete and utter control of his cock and his balls, it created a desire in her. As she neared the end of her job, Brian's cock had swollen to full length. She finished her last few strokes with the razor, while firmly stroking his now rock hard shaft. She fought in her mind not to succumb to her sexual desire, but she loved the control. Brian's hips thrust toward her as she stroked him. The veins bulged on his thick cock and the cock head swelled. Another moment of decision thought Lexie. 

She knew that she should stop, call it over and collect her money. It would be done, it would be nonsexual and she could move on. But the control of his cock, the smell of his sex drove her curiosity. Stroking his cock with one hand and playing with his balls with the other, she played his body like a violin. She was in control, he did whatever she wanted. Teetering on the brink of her decision, Lexie watched a thick gob of pre-cum escape from Brian's cock head. She was committed now. Her efforts increased until he was writhing on the bed. Any doubts disappeared, she wanted to see his thick cum spew from his cock, she wanted to watch him shrivel under her stroking.




Lexie's New Business



Brian's body began to twitch and shake all over. she held firm to his cock. He cried out, "Oh fuck! Oh my fucking god!" She watched him closely as she stroked, trying to be dispassionate. Under her grip, his body went rigid, his cock swelled to a new hardness, then a thick wad of cum spewed from his cock. Sperm flowed out with each stroke she made, seeming to her like she milked a gallon from him. 

Like a nurse cleaning up a patient, she wordlessly cleaned him up, then left him to doze. She packed her shaving items and left the room without a word. When she returned after taking her time in putting everything away, the guest room was empty. A one hundred dollar bill lay on top of the guest bedroom pillow.

Lexie clutched the bill in her hand. She lied back on the soft bed and let her fingers slip inside the crotch of her teddy. Her pussy was dripping wet, wetter than she ever remembered being before. Her mind flashed images of what had just transpired. Slipping her She played with her clit as she thought of the wonder and control that she had taken over Brian's lovely thick cock and how she had broken him down and made him come in her hands. She leapt ahead to all of the cocks that she could shave and service in this room in the weeks and months to follow. A parade of men filled her imagination, all sprawled out before her, their cocks and balls waiting for her to trim. Her fingers played with her clit as she thought of those cocks swelling and shooting their loads. She thought of how each cock had its own story of pussy fucked and mouths filled.

Her clit was rock hard as she played with herself. God, she couldn't wait now for her next client. Images of cocks and balls and her making each of them come filled her mind as she came hard in waves, over and over. If this was work, she could sure learn to enjoy business. 



Lexie's Story



Hope you like this story of my first “out of bounds” sexual experience. Please don’t read it if you are easily offended or don’t like to hear about graphic sexual matters. I consider this to be X-rated, so enjoy if you like X-rated writing. If you don’t, please don’t read any further. Comments, stories or pics are always welcome for me, Lexie, and my husband, Ryan. We can be reached at the link in my name. Happy sex!

A season of change, that’s what the years are for as a girl goes through the transition from high school and dealing with the pimply faced, hormone driven boys, to the adult world of college and the men of college. The games in high school are mostly driven and controlled by the girls. The boys are so sex starved they are willing to do almost anything just for the prospect of sex, or at least a hand job. But in college, that’s where the game changes and the stakes get higher. Somehow, almost miraculously, the boys start turning in to men. Men that have goals and expected careers and are full of themselves and what their lives will be. And the games that women play become much more involved as well.

I grew up in a south Alabama town of less than ten thousand people. It was a sleepy little town filled with warm nights and hot days. My mother had died in a car accident when I was twelve and so I was raised by my father. Although I love my father, losing my mother as I was entering my teen age years made things difficult, especially as I tried to contend and keep up with the girls who were receiving training from their mothers on issues of boys, and sex and groping in the back seat.

Quit naturally, my father pushed me into sports, soccer in particular. Luckily I was good at the game and that made things much more bearable. Being raven haired with dark brown eyes and olive skin, made people think that I was of Native American descent. Although I have some Indian blood, I’m not as Indian as I look. In any event, I grew up chasing the soccer ball down the field, a pony tail with feathers holding my hair back as I sped past defenders and the crowd chanted a war chant.

Between soccer and school, I didn’t have much time for boys. Oh sure, there was the occasional boyfriend that I would pass notes too and tease. I attended the high school dances and went through the rituals of fighting off the boys in the back seat. In retrospect, it wasn’t that I wasn’t interested in sex, or boys for that matter, it was just the way that they came on so hard and fast. They all just wanted to see what they could get. My recollection of the backseat battles were all hands and mouths and rock hard pricks poking me through jeans.

By the time that I got to college, my sexual experiences were few. I was more likely to be friends with boys than be intimate with them, which of course, suited my father just fine. I enrolled in college intent on obtaining a marketing degree, hoping to get in to the advertising  game. I went to the University of Alabama and was overwhelmed at the size of the school and all of the people from all over. The workload was considerably harder than high school and I had to buckle down and study.

I lived in the dorms my first year of college. My roommate was a free spirit from Birmingham and was there to escape from her parents and to make up for lost time. She was the original party girl. She partied every night and attended class only when she absolutely had to. As the semester went on, the clothing she wore became more and more gypsy like and she took to wearing collections of bracelets on her arms and braids in her hair. She dabbled in drugs of all types. I know because she offered them all to me.

The dorm cafeteria was a great place to sit and watch people and I am a great people watcher. Over the first few weeks of school, I happened to develop a crush on a set of identical twins, Jeff and Dave that ate regularly in our cafeteria. One of them was also in my freshman geology class. Although I watched them and willed myself to introduce myself to one or the other of them, I was still too shy to do it and I was certain that they hadn’t noticed me. They always seemed to be surrounded by girls.

After the first few weeks of classes, the laboratory portion of our geology classes began. As luck would have it, I was matched up with Jeff as my lab partner. Although I was shy and reserved at first, Jeff gradually brought my personality out. He was so charming and handsome. Jeff , and his twin, were both about six foot two inches and were chiseled from stone. The twins had been star athletes in their hometowns, playing everything from football to basketball to running track. People jokingly referred to them as the Nordic gods. Blonde hair, blue eyes and built like gods, they looked more like Swedish implants than boys from the backwaters of Alabama.

Jeff and I began sitting together in the regular geology class as well. The class was scheduled for the first period after lunch and it was common for the Professor to show long boring movies of rock formations. the combination of lunch and the boring movies made it nearly impossible to stay awake. My first physical contact with Jeff came one day when I had stayed up too late the night before and had eaten a particularly large lunch. By the time the Professor turned off the lights, well, my head started bobbing. Jeff must have been watching me, because he slipped an arm around me and laid my head against his shoulder. Before I knew it, I was fast asleep. I must have slept pretty hard, because I really don’t remember much until I woke up. In my sleep, I had cuddled up inside Jeff’s arms and my hand was resting directly on his crotch. I could feel the huge bulge forming in his pants from my hand resting there and I pretended to stay asleep while I enjoyed the feeling.

After class, Jeff invited me to come over to the fraternity that he and Dave were pledging for a party the following Friday. He told me that they were pledges and would have to serve the members and basically be bus boys until about midnight, but after that they would be free to party. I was invited to come over at whatever time that I wanted and they’d hook up with me after they were done being servants. Like most fraternity parties, the party had a theme and this one was an around the world party. Jeff told me that various rooms throughout the house would have drinks and decorations from different parts of the world, like a Russian room with Russian vodka, or a State of Kentucky room with Jack Daniels whiskey. Not having had a date since I got to college, and given the prospect of drinking with both Jeff and Dave, I quickly accepted.

As I showered for the party, I thought about all the stories that you hear about frat parties, and the warnings that my father had given about attending them. There were stories of gang bangs, drunken orgies, you name it and it happened at the frats. I thought about a drunken orgy with Jeff, Dave and I, and my fingers lingered over my clit as naked images of Jeff and Dave, with rock hard cocks pointing out in front of them filled my head. I leaned back in the shower stall and soaped my tits, pulling and tugging on my nipples to make them hard. My other hand rubbed up and down the sides of my clit as I imagined taking a cock in each of my hands and stroking the twins. Their cocks would be firm and hard with large cockheads and thick veins running along the sides. I teased and played with myself as the shower ran until I was almost ready to come, but then I made myself stop. There’d be time for that later I thought.

I made it to the party by eleven o’clock and it was in full swing. The liquor was flowing freely and the frat boys and their guests were getting out of hand. I immediately set out to find Jeff and Dave, wanting them to know that I had made it. They hadn’t been kidding about being slaves to the frat members. When I found them, they were serving drinks in the Roman room. They were wearing togas and green wreaths on their heads. 

The Roman room was serving a punch of some type that was supposed to be symbolic of either Rome or Greece, but I doubted that much punch had been drunk by the Romans, well, at least punch with Everclear in it. Many of the party goers who were staying in this room had taken to wearing togas as well. By the time I got there, a Roman game that was a mixture of truth or dare and spin the bottle was going on. There was a group sitting in a circle and one person would give a red card to one person and a yellow card to another person. Then the crowd would make up something for the person with the red card to do to or for the person with the yellow card. It looked like fun, so I drank down two large cups of punch, kissed Jeff and Dave on the lips and hopped into the middle of the game.

I could tell Jeff and Dave were watching me as they carried out their services. I had been around enough to know that they were going through a mixture of jealousy and curiosity. Needless to say, the game was getting pretty raunchy by the time that I joined in. The first dare that I saw was that a red haired girl in a toga was dared to let the guy sitting next to her determine whether or not she was a true red head. Muttering something like, if I show him mine, he’s gonna show me his, she stood up and pushed the boy to his knees on the floor in front of her. She stepped toward him and lifted her robe as she pushed his head under her robe. Since there was no light under the robe, I wondered how he would determine hair color under there, but judging by her reaction to the licking and sucking that must have been going on under there, I don’t think she cared much what conclusion he reached. He came out from under the toga declaring that a true red head existed under there. She sat down with her engine running.

Picking up on her frustration, the master of ceremonies reversed the cards and dared the boy to show her his cock. The bulge in his pants proved that he was more than willing and he walked over to her chair. She reached up and unbuttoned his jeans and slowly, achingly, unzipped his jeans. She slid his jeans down off of his ass and he was left standing in his boxers. Reaching up under his boxers, she groped and felt until finally, she poked his cock out of the fly. It stood in front of her face long and hard, its head gleaming with pre-cum. In front of the group, she ran her tongue all the way along the shaft and when she reached the end, she swirled it with her tongue licking the pre-cum off. Then she tucked him back in, patted him and told him to go sit down. It was a very cool gesture of a mature college woman I thought.

Thanks to Jeff and Dave, my punch cup was never empty as I sat and watched. Since no one else knew me, I think they were reluctant to hand me a red or a yellow card at first. The dares were getting nastier and nastier, to the point were people were going off to rooms together and coming back with satisfied smiles. It was getting close to midnight and someone complained that I hadn’t been given a dare yet. The master of ceremonies turned to me and said, “I’ll tell you what your dare is and if you are brave enough to do it, then I’ll even let you pick out your partner. Deal?” I had enough punch in me by that time to at least be willing to hear what the dare was and besides, Jeff and Dave would be off duty soon and they were still watching me.

“Okay,” I said, “What is it?”

“You must simulate the act of having sex with anyone that you choose in this room. You and your partner must be naked, must make it look as if you are having sex, but not actually have penetration.”

What a dilemma. On the one hand, I had only had sex a couple of times with clumsy boys in the back seats of cars, so the act of dry humping, grinding crotches, was something that I was used too and pretty good at. On the other hand, getting naked in the middle of a frat party with a bunch of drunken frat boys couldn’t be a good idea. I was teetering, but on the verge of declining, when I looked up and saw Jeff’s face. What I saw wasn’t jealousy or anger, but it was pure lust. Not the lust of a young, pimply faced boy trying to hump you in the back seat of a Buick, but the lust of a man who could fill my sexual appetite and teach me things that I needed to know.

Staring Jeff in the eye, I answered. “Okay, I’ll do it and I want to do it with him.” I pointed to a short, geeky looking kid who looked like he hadn’t had sex yet either. He must have been the frat brain, the one who the other frat members had do their term sheets and tutored them on algebra. He had been left out of the game until this point and had seemed to be content to watch.”

There was a collective gasp at first and sporadic mumbling throughout the room. I wasn’t sure if people were surprised that I was going to do it, or if they were surprised at my partner choice. Certainly Jeff and Dave were surprised, which was what I wanted. I wanted someone to spark their jealousy, but to not be a threat.

I pulled the geek in to the middle of the circle and decided to make it a show. I took my time undressing him while he stood their with his jaw open. I’m surprised that I didn’t get drooled on. I slowly undressed him down to his white cotton briefs. A short, but rock hard cock was poking to get out. I decided it would be more torture for him to leave his cock confined and was pretty sure that he was too shocked to take the briefs off himself. 

I danced around him, rubbing my tits against him, grinding my crotch against his leg, like a stripper in a private session. Soon I was down to my bra and panties and the Roman room was now packed with spectators. I slid my bra straps off of my shoulders, but held the cups over my breasts. I place myself directly in front of the geek, who probably hadn’t seen real tits since he suckled his mother. Slowly I eased a bra cup off of one of my dark nipples and then the other. I pulled on them and caressed them until they stood out firm and hard in front of his face. He couldn’t have spoke his name if he had too.

I told him to lie down on the floor. Still in those ridiculous white cotton boxers, his little hard cock pointing straight out, he laid down on the floor. His body was quivering. I straddled his head and rubbed my panty covered pussy across his throat, and over his face. I knew that he could smell my pussy through the material and it turned me on knowing that I was driving him and all the boys in the room crazy. My pussy juices were flowing as I went down to his feet and slid my pussy up both of his legs, grinding in to him as I worked from his feet up to his crotch. I hadn’t touched his cock yet. Finally, I told him to lift his ass up in the air and I slid his briefs off of him. His little hard prick stood tall and proud for the whole room to see. The pre-cum was dripping off of him. Lying next to him, I laid my tits on his chest and whispered in his ear, “Now I’m going to fuck you with my sopping wet pussy, I want you to bury that rock hard cock in me and make me scream.”

Well, that was all it took. He shot his load right then and there. I never even had to touch him and he shot all over himself. The crowd went wild. At first, it was laughter at the book boy for blowing his wad. But many in the crowed understood how I had played him and controlled him. 

I looked up again at Jeff and Dave. They weren’t smiling or laughing, they were watching my body, my tits swaying and trying to imagine my hot pussy under my panties. I gathered up my clothes and got dressed. 

The three of us left the room together. Since they were pledges and not frat members, we left the frat and went back to their dorm room. We didn’t talk much, although I could see that their cocks were stiff and swollen and trying to bust out of their togas. My pussy was dripping with anticipation. We barely made it inside their room and the twins were all over me. They were kissing me, groping me, peeling my clothes off. I was so hot by then, I didn’t even try to stop them. Their togas came flying off at some point and within a matter of seconds we were all on their floor naked and groping. Their cocks were just as I had imagined them, rock hard, huge swollen purple heads and veins bulging on the sides. Compared to the little dweeb back at the fraternity, these cocks were monsters. 

As if they had done this before, the twins laid me down an the floor. Jeff played with my tits, licking and sucking them, nibbling on the nipples until they were rock hard. I had his cock in my right hand as he sucked them, and I stroked his hardness. Dave was on my left side and I had his cock in my left hand as he bent over me to work on my pussy. Dave reached underneath me and lifted my ass slightly in the air and drew my clit to his mouth. He licked and sucked like a pro while his brother’s hand found its way to my dripping pussy. I arched my back and pushed up with my legs, grinding my clit into Dave’s mouth. I was so hot and had been so hot for so long, I felt myself getting ready to cum. My body started quivering all over and as if on cue, the twins picked up their speed. Jeff had four fingers pumping in and out of me and Dave had my clit in his mouth. I could feel my pussy juices running down from my pussy. Dave’s finger probed my ass, which was wet from my pussy juices running down. I was on the verge of cumming, when he pressed his finger inside me. The sensations through me over the edge and I came hard in waves, over and over.

It was their turn next. Their cocks were still rock hard and dripping with pre-cum while I had been stroking them. Jeff turned and straddled my face, his swollen cock dangling in front of my face. I started licking and sucking his balls. Sucking first one then the other in to my mouth, liking just underneath his sack. The pre-cum oozed off the end of his cock. 

Dave wasted not time either. He crawled between my legs and slid my ankles up to my ass and buried his rock hard cock in me. He was in so hard and so fast that my whole body shuddered. He started pounding me, hard and deep and over and over, like a jack hammer. I took Jeff’s cock in my mouth and though, now I’ve got the twins cocks in me at the same time. Jeff leaned forward and started pumping his cock in and out of my mouth. His brother was fucking my pussy while he was fucking my mouth. It felt so good having these strong young men filling me with their cocks. Why had I denied myself these pleasures before. I was going to catch up tonight.

The boys were relentless. Their cocks filled me and pounded me until I was ready to cum again. Jeff came first, his cock popped out of my mouth as he was cumming and his load splattered all over my face and hair. Gobs and gobs of his load shot all over me. Dave came next, filling my pussy with his huge load as well. He kept pounding me as he shot load after load in to me and I ground my clit in to him and I came again too.

It was still early and we were young. Suffice it to say that we tried everything that night that a girl and her twins can do. The end, for now.