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Making the Bed

By: pbon44



It was Saturday at ten in the morning and I had just finished my laundry. I am George Harris, 33, tall a little chubby, single. I am a staff photographer for a university. The home I was living in was inherited from my Grandparents. My neighborhood was originally developed after WWII and the house is what is known as a teardown because the area is being redeveloped.

I have a strange quirk that I fold my clothes and make my bed naked. I had finished hanging my pants and shirts and was starting on my bed. That is when I heard my back door open.

"Hey George its Becky are you in here? You shouldn't leave your door unlocked."

I heard her move toward my bedroom and there was no time to even slip on a bathrobe. Becky is about my age and lives next door in what is termed a McMansion one of the new large houses being built in the area. She is a sales executive and her husband is an attorney.

"Are you back here?" said Becky.

She appeared in the door to my bedroom and I braced for the reaction to my being buck-naked.

"What the fuck," said Becky.

"I really wasn't expecting visitors," I replied 

"I need to tell Gloria, she will want to see you,"

"No, it is just a quirk I fold my clothes in the nude. I don't need the whole neighborhood thinking I am a pervert," I said

"You know you are not bad looking; and I see that I don't exactly turn you off," said Becky noticing my cock begin to get interested.

Becky was tall and thin with legs that went from her feet to her head. There was a stop where her breasts were located. The lumpy sweatshirt and pants did not help her. I was getting over my embarrassment even as my manhood was perking up.

"Let me help you make the bed. Then we can unmake it," said Becky,

Becky walked over to the edge of my bed and grabbed the bottom sheet and tossed me a part of it. I got it laid out and slipped on the mattress. I then tossed the top sheet toward her and we laid it out and tucked the bottom. I then slipped the pillowcase over the pillow and placed it at the head of the bed.

"What are you doing here Becky?"

"Helping you make the bed fool," she said. 

Becky walked toward me and I got nervous. She planted a kiss on my lips and her hand started to massage my cock.

"Relax, no one knows I am here that is why I used your back door. I didn't think that you would be primed and ready," said Becky

"Wait you came here to have sex!!?"

"I have noticed that you have been peering through the fence at our pool hoping to catch a glimpse of some of the girls topless. You are busted," said Becky.

Becky's hand was working on my erection. The crown of my cock was full and coated in pre-cum. She leaned in and kissed me again.

"Relax George it's OK I kind of like displaying my goodies to you. Now your cock needs to be sucked and I know the person that can do that," said Becky

The woman went to her knees and continued to work on my manhood. She extended her tongue and painted the crown. My knees almost buckled at her touch. She slowly took my pole into her mouth a little bit at a time. I could feel my cock glide down her throat. This was a maneuver that she had mastered. I was amazed that I did not cum. Her hand was working over my balls and the scratching of her fingers on the skin surrounding them was fabulous. 

Becky Stood, "I am a little disappointed. Most men shoot uncontrollably when I suck on their cocks. You showed a lot of control or your still embarrassed at me finding you naked."

Becky grasped the sides of her top and pulled it over her head. She was not wearing a bra and her tits were on full display. They were fleshy mounds with small rosebuds and tall nipples. I momentarily lost my mind and fondled one and brought it to my mouth. I really did not know what reaction Becky was going to have.

"Yea I thought you might like my beauties," said Becky,

Becky removed herself from me and got up on the bed and struck a pose straight out of a men's magazine. "What are men going to do when Playboy quits printing stuff like this? There will be a lot of teenage boys that will not be able to masturbate. I know that you are dying to see the rest of me, Pull my pants down."

She kicked off her shoes and allowed me to grip the waistband of her bottoms and I pulled. She had a shaved pussy with almost no hair. The outer lips were fully engorged. She maneuvered to let me see her pink bunghole.

"Is Chrissie on the pill or do you use condoms?" asked Becky.

Chrissie was my girlfriend that I took out on Sundays. We've had sex but not all the time. I continued to be mesmerized by Becky.

"George do you have any condoms?" asked Becky again.

I walked over to the nightstand and pulled a packet out of the top drawer. 

"Good, so you do have a sex life. Come here and let me apply some protection."

I handed the packet to Becky and waited for her to install the rubber on my cock. It was fully erect and the rubber slipped on easily.

"I am a little different so I want you on the bed on your back."

I complied with out a question and waited. Becky moved on top of me and using her hand directed my cock in her pussy. She gently slid down its length and rested on me. I took my hands and started to pinch her nipples. Her breasts began to enlarge causing the areoles to cover more of the breast. Her nipples became hard and I took one in my mouth. My other hand stroked her flank, which was taut and muscular. 

"Time to go to work George."

As best I could I moved my cock in and out of her pussy.

"George I've seen Chrissie and I know that you can do a good job on that woman. So you can do one on me."

"Chrissie, only does missionary," I responded.

"I need to talk to that woman," said Becky.

Becky relented and I was able to gain the top position and began to pound on her pussy. I lay my head between her boobs while I continued to move my cock in and out of her lovely pussy. Becky's cunt started to contract around my cock. I moved it in and out faster. I felt my cock let go with the condom catching all of my cum. I waited until my cock became flaccid and I pulled out of her cunt. I felt her hand pull the latex off my dick. I saw her tie a knot in the top. 

"Got my proof," said Becky.

"Wait is this some kind of elaborate scavenger hunt?"

"Last night at dinner me and the other hens drew names of the unattached cocks in the neighborhood and our job was to seduce the men and then bring back a filled condom, this afternoon. You just made it easier on me."

"Where is Dick?" I asked.

"I would say between your legs, but Dick and some members of his firm are on a boat fishing, and banging some of the secretaries. They are due back in a few days. By the way you're welcome."

Becky pulled her top and bottom on and picked up the used condom. She turned around. "If you are not doing anything this afternoon bring your camera and join us at my pool." 

She walked over to where I was and kissed my cock. She turned and walked out the way she came in.

Later in the afternoon

I was dosing in my lounge chair with the TV on tuned into a bad football game. My phone rang and I jumped at the noise. I was able to hit the talk button and Becky's voice came through the phone. "I won the prize, I was the only one that was successful," said Becky.

"I am happy for you, I think," I responded.

"George, there are four women sitting around my pool and I promised them that I could get you to take their picture. Come through the back yard and I will open the gate."

I hung the phone up and got out of the lounge. I grabbed my personal camera and checked to see if I had a memory card installed. I also checked the state of the battery. I went through the menus setting the ISO and white balance. Things might get exciting and I did not want to forget anything. I was sort of salivating at the thought of photographing four hot women. 

I walked out the back door this time locking it, and walked toward the wooden privacy fence around Dick and Becky's back yard. A gate swung open and Becky held it for me. As soon as I was in the yard she pulled it shut. Charlie was behind the bar mixing a pitcher of what looked like Margaritas. My eyes snapped to her, as she was completely naked Becky was standing beside me, and was quickly dropping her swimsuit. Donna was on a lounge naked and Beverly was topless sitting with her legs in the pool. 

"Next Saturday leave your door unlocked I might come over," said Charlie as she handed me a glass of the green liquid.

I found a table and put my camera and drink down. "I got to get something from the house," I said as I walked toward the gate.

"We have plenty of condoms George," said Becky.

I soon returned with a round pouch about a foot in diameter. I unzipped it and my reflector expanded to full size. I handed it to Becky and positioned her so that the reflector acted as a fill for Donna who was still on the lounge. I quickly snapped several images of the woman. She turned over exposing her breasts and I repositioned Becky again to allow the reflector to serve as a fill. 

The woman was gorgeous, her breasts looked like she spent hours in the gym building up her pects. Unlike the other women she had a full muff where her legs came together. Donna was the only one of the group that I didn't think worked. The story I heard was that her family trust paid the bills. She also was the only one that did not live in the neighborhood, opting for a high-rise condo in the downtown area.

When you are through being a pervert I need to see that tool Becky spoke so much about," said Donna. She spoke with an accent but I could not place it. I put the camera down and dropped my pants and underwear. Donna sat up lifted her sunglasses to inspect my cock. She started to massage my dick to a full erection. She lay back and opened her legs.

"Condoms are so cliché," said Donna as I penetrated her pussy. The other women took notice and gathered around us as we made love. Becky leaned down and kissed Donna. I lunged forward and felt my cock shoot a load of cum in her pussy.

"Don't you stop I am not finished," said Donna.

I continued moving my cock, waiting for Donna to climax. Donna suddenly stiffened and moaned and I felt her flood my cock with her juices. I withdrew and Beverly replaced me giving Donna head. 

I grabbed my camera and shot several pictures of the two women making love. I felt a set of arms circle my chest and I felt a set of boobs press against my back. Charlie's hand moved down to my cock. Charlie worked in a bank; she was some kind of vice president. 

"Mister you will need to save some of that for me," said Charlie.

I got out of her embrace and turned around. She was a true blond and I needed to shoot a picture of her. I asked her to sit on the lounge with her legs hung over the side. Her legs were open displaying her perfectly trimmed blond pussy and the ruby lips of her vagina. Charlie's breasts were as taut as any of the women in the group. Becky acted as my assistant again and I shot several frames of Charlie.

Becky was again working on my cock, and Charlie lay back on the lounge.

"Bring him to me, Becky I need a cock to suck," said Charlie. 

I walked over to her side and she turned and took my cock in her mouth. The sensation was mind blowing and I fought to stay on my feet. 

"Becky says that you couldn't cum in her mouth," Charlie said between licks. 

I suddenly spurted and hit her face I figured that I was going to be punished, but she calmly found a towel and wipe up my cum. I put my camera down and jumped into the pool. Four splashes followed and I saw all four women swimming toward me. I was near a wall and pulled myself up before they got to me.

I walked over to where my clothes were and started to dress. 

"Where are you going George?" asked Becky as she was getting out of the pool.

"Becky I don't want to be used, for what ever game you all are playing," I responded. 

"There is no game, we asked Becky to invite you for a little fun," said Beverly.

"George, relax I know that we came on a little strong, but we only want to have a little fun," said Becky.

Donna approached and kissed me. "Look we are all well off broads and are use to snapping our fingers and getting what we want. We just assumed that we could have our way with you. Relax don't go, we all still want you to shoot photos of us."

Becky was completely naked. I moved her against a brick wall and had her lift her left leg. Donna grabbed the reflector and moved with my directions, added a fill to the scene. I shot several photos including a shot up from her pussy. 

I dropped my camera and planted a kiss on Becky's cunt, and followed that with a kiss on both breasts. Beverly was the only one of the ladies that I had not shot. Beverly seemed to like jewelry. On both hands were large rings dripping in diamonds. She sat on one of the chairs and held a cocktail glass. I shot one picture with her looking at the glass. One shot with her sipping from the glass. She pulled her legs up and brought her arms around. I shot the photo of her hands with all the jewelry.

"I will want to us that for my store," said Beverly. She owned the major Jewelry store in the town. It was the kind that you called for an appointment. 

Beverly opened her legs and invited me to give her head. I moved in and breathed in her female pheromones. My tongue and her pussy met and I probed the inner reaches of her cunt. I felt one of the women probing my ass and felt something inserted in my backside.

"Relax it's a glass cock," said Donna.

It was ribbed and gave an interesting feeling when it was moved. Donna pulled it out and I continued to work on Beverly's pussy. Soon she climaxed and I stood and looked around. Two of the women were in a sixty-nine licking each other's cunts. I quickly grabbed my camera and documented the scene.

Becky's ass was in a position that allowed me to mount her from behind. I heard her take a deep breath when I inserted my cock in her pussy. She momentarily looked back at me and then went back to eating Donna.

I pulled out and worked my cock until I shot cum over her backside. I bent down and kissed her pink bunghole. 

Charlie and Beverly were lying together kissing each other. I saw that the women were working each over each other. I picked up my camera and documented the ladies making love. When I finished, I picked up my reflector and gathered my camera pulled on my pants and left the back yard.

Two hours later

I was in the room serving as my office uploading the photos from the afternoon. I heard my backdoor open again. "George where are you?" said Becky.

She walked into the office "Well at least your clothed," she said.

"I usually am, accept when I am folding laundry. I had a good time this afternoon,"

"You left too soon, we had martinis flowing like water and I liberated some Cubans from my husband's cigar stash. What are you doing?" asked Beverly.

"I am cataloging the photos that I shot this afternoon. What do you and the girls want to do with them? If they got out it would cause a lot of trouble." I asked.

"It was a spur of the moment idea, I realize that you have a lot of power over us and I hope that you will be discreet," said Becky.

Becky drew up a chair beside me and she wanted to see the photos. I arranged the photos in a slide show and we paged through the forty pictures that I shot. She stopped on the photo of Beverly's hands showing all rings. 

"You captured Beverly in that photo, she loves her Jewelry," said Becky.

Becky's hand explored my crotch and it responded to her, "Lets look at mine," said Becky.

I brought her photos up on the screen and she commented on the photos. "They are good, George," said Becky.

"I had good subjects," replied.

I stood and directed Becky to the couch standing in front of her; I started to open my pants when she batted my hands away and started working on my belt and suddenly my pants were on the floor. My cock was jumping out of my briefs and she quickly had those on the floor also.

"I think that you are more aroused now then this morning," she said as she took my cock in her mouth. 

After about five minutes she was rewarded with a load of my cum. "You taste better than my husband," said Becky as she lay back on the couch and pulled the strings that held her bikini bottoms on exposing her cunt. I could not fuck her but I could give her a tongue-lashing. I buried my face in her cunt and began to suck on her pussy lips. She pulled her legs together and held my head in position. I felt that that she was having an erotic crises and she flooded my face with her dew.

"One more then I need to go," said Becky.

I positioned my cock at the entrance of her pussy and pushed until I was buried in her cunt. I kissed her and began to fuck her pussy. I shot a load and withdrew. Beverly put her suit bottom on but it soon displayed a stain from my cum dripping out of her. I walked her to the back door and watched as she opened the gate. I heard a splash of someone diving into the pool. I closed and locked the door and went back to my office. I wondered if I should unlock the back door on Saturday mornings.

Making The Best Of A Bad Experience



AUTHORS NOTE

Four months ago I stopped writing and submitting stories to Literotica. I had promised to stop when I reached 400 submissions. Over the past four months, I have received feedback and e-mails urging me to continue writing. I also received requests for various story lines. I appreciate all the encouragement and positive comments and to that end I have written this story. Let's see how this is received and if the readers like it, I will consider writing another one.

PRELUDE

Stacy Wilson was sitting across from her publisher Dan Cummings. She had just received approval on her last book. In fact she had received rave reviews from her investors and the publishing company. Dan sat back in his chair and his eyes looked down at the shapely crossed legs of the pretty blonde. Stacy was an attractive woman at the age of 36 years old and she was at the peak of her sexuality. Dan had often tired to get her into bed but Stacy had always kept their relationship professional. 

"Stacy this is your best work ever. However I would never expected such a steamy novel from you."

"Thank you! It was one of those things. I was struggling with a story line and then it hit me."

"Well in spite of the eroticism the novel is tastefully done. The description is so vivid that it seems as if you were very close to the character. Did you interview someone who went through this experience?"

"Dan you know that I keep all my sources confidential and anyone I talked to will remain anonymous."

"I know but it would really be interesting to meet the lady of your story. Anyway, the check has been deposited in your account. I hope we can expect more of the same type of stories from you in the future."

"We'll see but right now I am going to take some time off and forget about writing for a while."

"Any travel plans?"

"I am going to the south of France for a few months to relax but nothing else is planned at this moment."

"Well have fun but I'm sure you will. Call me when you get back to New York and let me know where things stand. I know your readers will be clamoring for a sequel to this novel. The royalties will be deposited in your account as they accrue. Is there anything else I can do you now?" 

"No Dan, you have been great. I'll call you when I get home," Stacy concluded.

Stacy left the building and got in the limo waiting for her. Her luggage was already in the car and within minutes she was on her way to JFK airport. Her flight would take her to Marseilles and then from there she would lease a car and drive to the rented condo in Southern France. 

SIX MONTHS EARLIER

Stacy was a successful prosperous novelist and her husband of six years enjoyed the good life. Joe Adams and Stacy hit it off at a party in the city eight years ago and they married two years after they met. Joe was a free lance writer for several magazines and newspapers but he was not nearly as successful as Stacy. Joe was 38 years old two years older than her and they both stayed in excellent shape.

Joe was a fit 6'1" and 175 pounds. He was a decent lover and took good care of Stacy's 34-24-35 figure. At 36 years old, Stacy looked like she was in her twenties. She had long straight blonde hair; she was 5'6" tall and weighed 120 pounds. Stacy was a dynamo in bed and she made sure that she kept Joe happy. 

Stacy gave great head and she had even agreed to give up her ass to her husband. Joe loved anal sex and Stacy had one of the nicest asses in the world to fuck. Stacy thought that Joe's cock was perfect for anal sex as it was just over 6" long and less than 5" around. In six years Stacy had never looked at another man and never even considered cheating on her husband. Unfortunately Joe did not have the same moral commitment.

Joe was always on the prowl and he had a number of affairs outside of their marriage. Joe would spot a good looking ass and decide that he had to have it. He was a good looking guy and most of the time he scored with his target of opportunity. Joe was recently banging a pretty young waitress with a great ass. She had days off since she worked at night and Joe would visit her on a regular basis. However when Stacy went into the city for the day Joe would invite Peggy the waitress over to the house. 

Stacy Adams had left her home on Long Island to meet with her publisher in New York. Joe was staying home to work on some articles for the newspaper. Joe worked out of the house so Stacy had no reason to suspect him of any wrongdoing. On her way into the city, Stacy realized that she left her laptop at home and she told the driver to turn around. It was almost 45 minutes when the limo pulled into the driveway and Stacy entered the house.

She headed for the study to get her laptop and she had expected to find Joe in there working. Joe was not in the study and Stacy walked around looking for him when she heard the unmistakable sound of a female voice call out. "Oh yes, fuck me in my ass. I love it."

Stacy was stunned. She knew that she heard correctly and then she heard Joe's voice. "Oh baby you have a great ass. I love fucking you in the ass."

"Give it to me," the girl screamed loudly.

Stacy had heard enough and she stormed into the guest bedroom where she was sure the voices came from. As she entered the room she saw them in bed together. The girl was on all fours with her head down on the bed and her face turned toward Stacy. Her eyes were closed which is why she did not see Stacy enter the room. Joe was fucking the girl from behind and caressing the girl's shapely ass. Joe turned his head toward the bedroom door and spotted his wife standing there. His face turned white and he had a terrified look on his face.

"You ungrateful cheating bastard, get out! You and your whore get the fuck out of my house," Stacy shouted.

The girl opened her eyes and then she looked terrified as well. Joe's cock had gone limp and slipped out of the girl's curvy ass. "Stacy, I can explain," Joe stammered not knowing what else to say.

"Explain it to your lawyer. Now get the fuck out of here," Stacy yelled back at him.

The girl scrambled out of bed and dressed as quickly as she could. Joe also dressed quickly and then said, "I'll just grab a few things."

"No you won't. Get out this instant. I will have your personal things packed and waiting for you at the end of the driveway by the end of the day. You can pick them up then," Stacy said firmly.

Joe and the girl left the house and they were relieved to be outside. Joe was convinced that if they had kept a gun in the house that Stacy may have shot him. He had never seen such rage from her and it was frightening. Joe convinced the girl to let him crash at her place and she drove him to her apartment. Later that day Joe rented a vehicle to pick up his things. As Stacy had said, all his personal items were at the end of the driveway.

Stacy was livid. She could not believe Joe would do that to her especially after all she had done for him. They lived in a beautiful home, mixed with a high end social crowd and she had been a good lover. She had even agreed to anal sex with Joe to keep him happy. Not only did he cheat on her but he had brought that little tart into their home and fucked her in one of their bedrooms.

Over the next several months Stacy was a mess. The divorce was upsetting to her and she still struggled with her husband's betrayal. She couldn't concentrate on her new novel and she was falling behind on the scheduled publication date. Stacy couldn't work in her home as she could not get the image of Joe and the young girl out of her mind. Stacy had to move or do something to change the setting. As long as she remained in the house she could not concentrate on her novel.

She decided to go somewhere remote where she wasn't known. Stacy decided to check out some farms in upstate New York to see if she could rent a cabin or something like it. She came across an ad that advertised a guest house for rent. "Get away from the rat race for awhile," the ad stated. Stacy looked into it and she made an appointment to look at the place.

LIFE ON THE FARM

Stacy visited the farm and a couple in their mid-thirties showed her the guest house. It was very rustic, very private and very remote; it was perfect. Stacy signed a lease for three months and told the couple that she would be back in a week. Stacy left her home on Long Island in the capable hands of a management company that would take care of all maintenance while she was away. A week later she was back at the farm with a minimum amount of clothing, personal needs, groceries and her laptop.

The couple Agnes and Jonas Holloway greeted her and welcomed her to the farm. Agnes laid out the routine for Stacy and told her that she was welcome to dine with them anytime she wished. Jonas helped Stacy unload her car and he carried Stacy's bags into the guest house. Stacy admired Jonas' physical prowess. He was about 6'3" and weighed about 190 pounds. He was lean and strong with hands like shovels. Stacy noticed that his fingers were thick and she estimated that they were as thick as her ex-husband's penis. Jonas and Agnes told her to call on them anytime and then they let her settle in. 

Stacy unpacked and suddenly she felt very relieved to be away from Long Island and the city. There was no TV, no internet, no cell phone service and nobody knew where she was staying. It was the perfect setup for her to focus on her new book and leave the past behind. Still it would take days before she would recover from the ordeal of the past two months. Stacy took a nap that afternoon and later joined the Holloway's for dinner.

Over dinner, Jonas explained the workings of the farm and he identified the crops that he was growing. Stacy learned about the bluffs and the rolling hills around the property. Jonas made up a small map for her so that she could find her way around the property. "The bluffs are very serene and the view is beautiful. You may want to work up there sometimes on nice days," Jonas offered.

"We do have some other guests. Some college students are back packing around New England and we gave them permission to camp on the grounds for a few days. So don't be alarmed if you see them," Agnes told her.

"Thank you!" Stacy replied and then said that she was going to retire early but she first offered to help Agnes clean up after dinner.

"No, you go and get your rest. There will be plenty of other times when you can pitch in," Agnes said.

Stacy bid them a good night and returned to the guest house. She was dead tired and she fell into a deep sleep. That night Stacy had the best night's sleep that she had had in months. The next morning she woke up feeling incredibly refreshed and revitalized. She checked the time and she was surprised that it was almost 10:00 AM. She showered, dressed and went into the small kitchen to make a pot of coffee. The Holloways were not around and Stacy assumed that they were taking care of their chores. She poured coffee into a travel cup and then went for a walk around the property.

Stacy loved the rolling hills and the beauty of the area. The air was fresh and invigorating. As Stacy walked around she decided to keep exploring the property and begin work on her book the next day. Stacy walked for hours and when she finally returned to the main house she was hungry. She had not eaten all day and she was starving. 

Agnes was pleased to see her and she was pleased that Stacy had enjoyed roaming around. "Sit down and I'll get you a glass of wine. Then you will stay for dinner," Agnes offered.

Stacy relaxed with the glass of home made wine and watched as Agnes prepared dinner. Stacy studied the woman who was the same age as her but who was so different. Agnes wore a very full summer dress and it was difficult to assess her figure. The dress covered her legs all the way down to her leather laced shoes. Agnes had dark brown hair tied up in a bun on her head. She did not wear makeup and her skin showed the outdoor exposure. All the same she was an attractive woman and very nice. Agnes was in stark contrast to the city woman Stacy.

Jonas arrived shortly thereafter and washed and changed clothes for dinner. He poured himself a glass of whiskey and joined the ladies in the kitchen. Agnes served dinner and the three of them chatted amiably over dinner. After dinner Jonas had another whiskey while the ladies washed the pots, pans and dishes. Stacy was glad that she was able to help Agnes with the chores this time. Then they sat in the rustic living room and at Jonas' probing, Stacy told them about her life as an author.

It was about 9:00 PM when Stacy left the main house and said good night to Jonas and Agnes. She started back to the guest house when she realized that she had left her coffee cup in the kitchen at the main house. She walked back to get it and when she entered the house she heard Agnes crying out and Jonas grunting. Stacy recognized the unmistakable sounds of a couple having sex. She smiled to herself and quietly left the main house and returned to the guest house.

Stacy turned in for the night but she was determined to get started on her book the next day. As she lay in bed she wondered about the Holloway's and she thought it was strange that they didn't have children. However she knew that it was none of her business and she dismissed the thought from her mind. Once again Stacy had a wonderful night's sleep and she awoke the next morning very refreshed.

Stacy was up early that morning and she made a healthy breakfast with the farm fresh eggs provided by the Holloways. Stacy then took a thermo of coffee with her and headed out with just a note pad. She had decided to camp out on one of the bluffs that morning with her coffee and begin working on her book. She opted not to drag the laptop along and to just make notes and compose the outline.

STACY THE VOYEUR

Stacy located a bluff overlooking the spring fed pond that Jonas had identified on the map he drew for her. The view was incredible and Stacy relaxed with a cup of coffee before she began to work. She then noticed the two tents below and she assumed they belonged to the college students that Agnes had mentioned. There was no activity in the area so Stacy assumed that the students were probably still sleeping or had gone on a hike.

That day Stacy was wearing shorts with a halter top as the sun was very warm. She sipped her coffee and then began to think about her book. She started to outline the story line when she heard voices below her coming from the tents. Stacy watched as bodies began to emerge from the two tents and she was surprised to see one girl and two guys come out of each tent. Not only that but they were all naked.

Stacy watched as the six of them made their way into the pond and swam for several minutes. She was far enough away that they didn't see her but she still decided to hide behind some shrubs. Stacy continued to watch from her new vantage point as the students frolicked in the cold water. They eventually got out and dried their bodies with towels and then they sat around in a circle. A girl was between two guys. Minutes later the guys got up and gathered some wood for a campfire. Once the fire was going they made breakfast and coffee and sat around the fire. They were still naked and Stacy admired their free spirit.

Stacy was glued to the scene below her and she had to stifle a gasp when she witnessed what happened next. The six students laid out two blankets on the ground and then they began to have sex. Both girls were on all fours with a cock in their mouths while they were fucked from behind. Stacy was too far away to make out the size of the guys cocks or whether the girls were being butt fucked. Stacy had never witnessed group sex before but now she was watching an orgy with virile young people.

The students fucked for quite awhile before it appeared that all the boys had cum. Stacy then watched as the two girls pleasured each other in a 69 position while the boys apparently recovered. Minutes later the girls were separated and placed on all fours again. This time different cocks entered the girls from behind and in their mouths. The scene was repeated until the four boys came again and then they separated. Stacy watched as they re-entered the water briefly to cleanse their bodies and then they disappeared into their tents. Later they emerged dressed in shorts and tees and walked in a different direction from where Stacy was hiding.

Stacy stayed in hiding until the students were out of sight and then she returned to her original spot. She poured another cup of coffee and reflected on what she had just witnessed. She checked the time and she realized she had been watching the students for over two hours. Stacy also felt the dampness in her panties as she had been turned on by the sex scenes played out in front of her. Stacy composed herself, finished her cup of coffee and then made her way back to the guest house.

Once she arrived at the guest house she ate a light lunch and then sat outside on the small porch. Stacy had a difficult time getting the images of the students out of her mind. In a way she found the voyeurism exciting but she also felt that there was something missing. She had not been close enough to see the size of the boy's cocks or to hear the sounds of the sexual couplings. She also could not determine if the girls had cocks in their asses or their pussies. Her curiosity was aroused and she made up her mind to spy on them again but from a closer vantage point. 

Stacy stayed at the guest house the rest of the day and later made dinner for herself. After dinner she had several glasses of wine and eventually went to bed. She could hardly wait for the next day. Stacy didn't sleep as soundly as she had the previous two nights as she was haunted by the images of the student orgy. She eventually fell asleep but she woke up early in anticipation of the next day.

After a quick breakfast, Stacy headed for the bluff with her thermo of coffee. This time she left the note pad behind as she decided the book could wait another day. She had opted to wear a short sun dress without a bra. Stacy subconsciously planned to have easy access to her breasts and pussy if the students put on another show. Stacy arrived at the area where the students were camped and she got as close as she could and still be concealed.

Stacy waited patiently until the students emerged from their tents. She could see them clearly now and she saw that the two girls were very pretty and very shapely with nice tits and great looking asses. One girl had jet black long hair and the other girl was a stunning blonde. Stacy saw that the guys were in good shape and she found herself wondering how big their cocks would get when hard. The ritual was the same as the day before as they swam first, made a fire and after breakfast and coffee the games began.

Stacy was close enough to see that each of the boys had a cock that was at least 8" long when erect. She loved seeing the vibrant young well endowed boys. The girls were placed on all fours again and entered from behind as they accepted cocks into their mouths. The guys fucked the girl's pussies for several minutes and then they moved their big cocks to the girl's assholes and pushed them in. Stacy watched as the cocks slide in without much resistance and she knew that the college girls had done this many times before. 

Stacy continued to watch the four boys fuck the two girls and she felt her pussy heating up. She lifted her short skirt and pushed her panties down so that she could finger her pussy while she watched the two threesomes. One boy pulled out of the blonde's ass and shot his load all over her buttocks. His seed ran down over her anus and Stacy watched as the boy pushed his cock back in the blonde's ass and fucked her some more. Then the boy fucking the dark haired beauty did the same thing. Stacy's fingers were coated with the own juices as she had never seen an act so erotic before today. 




Making The Best Of A Bad Experience



The boys having their cocks sucked also pulled out of the girl's mouths and sprayed the girl's faces with their loads. Stacy had to stifle a moan as she watched the two boys ejaculate onto the girl's face, hair and tits. Then the girls took the cocks back in their mouths and sucked them clean. The two girls then moved into a 69 position on their sides and ate each other's pussy. Stacy had never been with a woman and she wondered how a pussy would taste. As the girls ate each other's cunt the two boys who had received blow jobs moved behind them. Stacy watched as the two boys eased their cocks into the girl's assholes. The other two boys waded into the pond and Stacy ignored them as she watched the foursome engage in oral and anal sex. Her fingers were buried deep in her pussy as she rubbed her g-spot and clit simultaneously.

BUSTED

Stacy was so involved watching the foursome and fingering her pussy that she lost sight of the other two college boys. She never saw them leave the pond and she had no idea that she had been spotted. Stacy's fingers were frantically rubbing her pussy and she was close to an orgasm. She never heard the two boys approach her from behind. With one hand she covered her mouth to muffle her moans as she had a massive orgasm and drenched the other hand in her pussy.

Just then she felt someone grab her and she panicked when she saw the two boys. "Well what have we here?" the one said as they lifted her to her feet.

"It looks like we have a horny voyeur. I can smell her pussy," the other said.

"Come on let's introduce her to the others," one said as they dragged her toward the foursome.

"No please don't. I'll just leave. I won't tell anyone that I saw you," Stacy pleaded as she struggled to walk with her panties around her knees.

"You can leave after we have enjoyed your company and you have enjoyed ours," the one boy laughed.

"Hey look what we found?" one of them yelled to the others.

"Looks like she was having fun," the dark haired girl said with a sinister tone.

"Get those clothes off of her so we can see what she looks like. She shouldn't be the only one wearing clothes," the blonde added.

Stacy felt her dress pulled over her head and her panties pulled down so she could step out of them. "Nice," another boy said.

Stacy was led over to the blankets and placed on her back. Then one by one the boys took turns fucking her. As she was fucked by the boys the girls moved to either side of her and caressed her tits and kissed her face. Stacy's face was turned toward the blonde who French kissed her taking her breath away. Then the dark haired girl kissed her and drove her tongue deep into Stacy's mouth. The two girls alternated kissing her while they fondled Stacy's breasts and tweaked her nipples. 

Stacy couldn't remember when she had been so turned on and she seemed to orgasm continuously as the boys took turns fucking her. As she was being fucked Stacy learned the names of the students. The boys were called Rick, Jack, Al and Sam. The blonde girl was named Cheryl and the dark haired girl was Jasmine. Stacy had her womb filled with four massive cum loads before she was allowed to rest briefly.

Then Jasmine was between Stacy's legs licking her pussy and sucking the seed out of it. Stacy was sexually drained and sated so she offered no resistance when Cheryl straddled Stacy's face and lowered her pussy to Stacy's mouth. Stacy had never eaten pussy but she had been eaten many times and because of that she knew what to do. Stacy knew that there was no escape so she ate Cheryl's pussy the best she could. Apparently she did a good job because she had Cheryl moaning and then her mouth received Cheryl's love juices. It was Stacy's first taste of pussy and it really wasn't that bad. 

"My turn," Jasmine said as she changed places with Cheryl. 

Jasmine lowered her pussy to Stacy's face and within minutes she too was juicing the author's mouth. Meanwhile as Cheryl was eating Stacy's pussy, she placed a moistened finger in Stacy's ass. Realizing that Stacy had had some anal experience, Cheryl added a second finger and called out to the guys.

"Hey guys, good news, this chick has been butt fucked before," Cheryl announced.

A few more licks and Cheryl had Stacy creaming her face. Cheryl sucked up all of Stacy's juices before moving away. Jasmine had also moved off of Stacy's face and Stacy could now see the four smiling college boys stroking their hard cocks. Stacy's limp body was lifted up and she was placed on all fours. A large cock was stuck in her mouth and Stacy decided to give him one of her first class blow jobs.

"Oh wow, this chick can suck cock," the boy named Sam said.

"Look at that ass. It was meant to have a cock in it," Rick said as he knelt behind Stacy.

Rick had been considerate to lubricate his cock before putting it in Stacy's ass. Even with the lube the fit was still tight as Rick was bigger than any cock Stacy ever had in her ass. Stacy adjusted quickly and soon Rick was sawing in and out of her ass. It didn't take the two boys long to cum and they filled Stacy's mouth and rectum with their creamy loads. Stacy instinctively swallowed Sam's load which Sam acknowledged.

"She's a swallower too," Sam announced excitedly.

Sam moved away after Stacy had sucked him dry and he was replaced by Jack. Stacy willingly took Jack's cock in her mouth and repeated her talents on him. Al had moved behind Stacy and once again her ass was stuffed with a cock. Both boys ejaculated quickly and drenched Stacy's mouth and rectum with their seed. They moved away from Stacy allowing her to collapse on the blankets. Stacy was not left alone very long and she felt herself being lifted up by the four boys. They carried her into the pond joined by Cheryl and Jasmine. Stacy screamed when she was dumped into the cold spring fed pond and all the others laughed.

They remained in the pond for several minutes letting the chilly water cool their heated bodies and then they returned to the blankets. They all sat naked on the blankets and Al spoke first.

"Let's get acquainted," he said and then introduced himself.

All the others introduced themselves to Stacy and then Stacy introduced herself. They exchanged pleasantries and Stacy became comfortable with her nudity. She explained why she had come to the farm and that she was staying at the guest house. The students liked Stacy and they explained that they were back packing and would be leaving in three days.

"Stacy visit us again tomorrow but don't try to hide this time," Jack told her.

"I'll see. This has been quite a day for me and I have to think about what I have done. It depends on how I feel tomorrow," Stacy admitted.

"Sure, we understand but just so that you know you are welcome here," Rick offered.

"I should be going," Stacy said as she stood and looked for her dress, panties and shoes.

She put on her panties, dress and shoes and then located her thermo. Stacy left the six students and made her way back to the guest house. As she walked, she knew before she arrived at the guest house that she would indeed visit the young virile students again. Stacy still couldn't believe her own behavior but once she got going she had been insatiable. 

Stacy had lunch and then she decided to take a nap. The furthest thing from her mind at that point was her new book. She knew she would wait until the students left before she would resume work on it. As Stacy napped, Agnes Holloway made her way back to the main house. Stacy didn't know it but Agnes had witnessed the entire orgy with Stacy and the students.

Agnes had been watching the students for days but she received a real treat that day when Stacy joined in. Agnes had watched with envy as Stacy enjoyed the charm of the six students. Agnes wished that she had been in Stacy's place but she would never risk it as she would experience the wrath of Jonas if ever caught. Agnes had been content to frig her pussy as she watched the orgy through her binoculars. She would return to the same spot tomorrow and she hoped that Stacy would join the students again.

STACY'S ENCORE

The next morning Stacy woke up and she take a long bath as her body ached from all the sex yesterday. Her anus and rectum still tingled from being stretched to a new dimension by the young men. Her tongue actually felt sore and she guessed it was from eating pussy, a new exercise for her tongue. In spite of her achy body and tenderness she looked forward to hooking up with the students again that day.

Following her bath and breakfast she dressed and made her way over to where the students were camped. They were still in their tents when she arrived so she waited patiently outside the tents until the students emerged. They were pleased to see Stacy and they wasted no time filling her holes with their cocks. Cheryl announced that she wanted to see Stacy take on three cocks at the same time.

Al lay on his back and Stacy straddled him allowing his big cock to fill her pussy. Next Jack slipped his impressive dick in her ass and Rick filled her mouth with his rod. It was the first time Stacy ever had three cocks in her at the same time. She knew each of the students were at least 8" long so she had over two feet of cock in her body. Al and Jack established a rhythm and it was obvious to Stacy that they had done this before. It was the boy's first action of the day so they didn't last long and within minutes they were ejaculating huge loads into Stacy's orifices. 

Stacy swallowed Rick's cum as fast as it filled her mouth as the other two filled her pussy and rectum to overflowing. The three young men pulled out of Stacy and they were replaced by Cheryl, Jasmine and Sam. Cheryl slid under Stacy and pulled Stacy's pussy down to her mouth. Sam filled Stacy's mouth with his cock and Jasmine surprised Stacy when she inserted her tongue in Stacy's anus. Stacy went wild with Jasmine rimming her. It felt so naughty and yet so erotic at the same time. Stacy was then cumming in buckets and she drenched Cheryl's mouth.

Sam shot his wad into Stacy's mouth and it was a huge load. Stacy had all she could do to swallow Sam's cum as it poured into her mouth. Jasmine rimmed and sucked on Stacy's ass and Stacy was sure that Jasmine was sucking the guy's cum out of her. Stacy collapsed on the blanket but she was rolled over on her back and presented with Jasmine's pussy to eat. After Jasmine orgasmed on Stacy's face, Cheryl replaced jasmine and Stacy ate her pussy. 

Everything had happened so fast but Stacy knew that it was going to be a long day with these virile and vibrant students. However it was time to cool their jets so they entered the pond to chill out. Stacy felt her skin tighten when she entered the cool water. Her breasts felt firm and her nipples stood out like little hard dicks. Stacy saw Cheryl staring at her. Cheryl then smiled and swam over to where Stacy was standing in the water.

"Stacy you have the greatest little nubs," Cheryl said and then she reached up and tweaked Stacy's nipples.

Stacy moaned as Cheryl twirled the hard nipples in her fingers. Jasmine saw them and then she swam over and said, "I'll take one and you take the other."

Jasmine dipped her head and took a nipple between her teeth and bit it gently emitting a groan from Stacy. Cheryl sucked on Stacy's other nipple and the two college students went to work on the author's tits. Stacy felt her loins stir again and she felt so excited to be with these free spirit college students. It was like she was born again at least sexually she was.

The guys watched the girls work over the mature blonde and then they swam over to the three women. "Time to dry off and have some more fun with our guest," Al said as he reached down a cupped Stacy's buttocks. 

"Stacy your nipples are bigger and stiffer than our cocks in this cold water," Rick said causing everyone to laugh.

"Yeah but once they are back in their warm mouths we'll be back in business," Jack added referring to the talented mouths of Stacy and the two girls.

The seven of them made their way back to the blankets and let the warm sun dry off their bodies as they began to play again. Stacy welcomed Sam into her pussy as she lay on her back. Jasmine was fucked by Rick and Cheryl by Al. Rick stood by stroking his cock waiting for a hole to open up. Rick was the first to cum but Jasmine got up, straddled Stacy and lowered her pussy to Stacy's mouth. Stacy sensed that Jasmine had a cunt full of cum but that didn't deter her from eating the black haired beauty's pussy.

Stacy felt Sam stiffen and shoot a big load into her womb and minutes later she felt a mouth on her pussy. Stacy could tell by the tenderness that Cheryl was eating her. Rick moved behind Cheryl and pushed his cock into her blonde cunt and fucked her slowly as he played with her fabulous ass. Stacy and Jasmine were very close to another orgasm and then Stacy exploded drenching Cheryl's face. Jasmine followed with her climax and soaked Stacy's face with her juices.

Rick then moved his cock from Cheryl's pussy to her ass and pushed in gently. Cheryl used her sphincter to grasp the stiff cock and pull it into her recess. Rick groaned as Cheryl used her sphincter on him contracting and relaxing the muscle around his porker. Rick lost it and flooded Cheryl's rectum with another big load. 

After that the sex was a blur to Stacy as she seemed to do everything possible sexually. The six college students were energetic and insatiable. Stacy and fucked every cock again and ate both pussies several times. The students loved having sex with the sexually charged mature blonde woman. The guys focused more on Stacy because they would only be with her until the next day and they could fuck the girls anytime.

From up on another bluff the day's activities were observed again by Agnes. She continued to spy on the group through her binoculars and rub her pussy under her skirt. Agnes had several orgasms rubbing her pussy and imagining that she was in Stacy's place. Then the unthinkable happened. Agnes spotted her husband across the field and he too was watching the orgy at the campsite. Agnes quickly moved away and then she hurried back to the house. Agnes knew that Jonas would go into a rage if he knew that she was spying on the students and Stacy. Agnes made it back to the house and she was relieved to do so undetected.

Back at his vantage point Jonas watched the sultry blonde author take on the college students. His coveralls pushed out as his big dick hardened and he thought what it might be like to fuck the pretty blonde woman. Jonas had never been with another woman other than Agnes but now he wondered what it might be like. As he watched the worldly blonde author handle everything that was thrown at her by the students, he wished that he could be with them. Jonas however moved away and dismissed the thoughts from his mind as he knew that a sophisticated woman like Stacy would not find him appealing. Jonas headed back to house in hopes of finding his wife and giving her the fuck of her life.

Later that afternoon Stacy was back at the guest house and she had just taken a hot bath. She put on a light lounge outfit and sat out on the porch with a glass of wine. She sipped the wine and thought about the past two days with the college students. Stacy felt naughty, wicked, shameless and erotically charged all at the same time. She never thought that she was capable of such behavior but she was pleased that the students brought it out in her. Stacy was also flattered that the students, 13 and 14 years her junior, found her so sexually desirable. Stacy then saw Agnes walking toward her.

Agnes had just recovered from the pounding that Jonas gave her. He came home, dropped his coveralls and without any foreplay he lifted her skirt, pulled down her bloomers and plunged his big dick into her pussy. Agnes was thankful that her pussy was still moist from her voyeuristic activities earlier otherwise Jonas might have injured her. Jonas was so charged and Agnes knew that it was because he had watched the students and Stacy. Jonas pounded her cunt and ejaculated two times in her filling her womb with his seed. As soon as he was done Jonas pulled up his coveralls and left the house without a word. He went back to working the farm and Agnes took a quick bath. Now refreshed she walked over to the guest house.

"Can I sit with you awhile?" Agnes asked.

"Of course, can I get you a glass of wine," Stacy offered.

"That would be nice," Agnes accepted.

Stacy went inside and poured a glass of wine for Agnes and she refreshed her own glass as well. Of course Stacy had no idea that Agnes had witnessed her lewd behavior with the students. Stacy returned with the wines and handed the glass to Agnes who sipped it and seemed surprised by the taste.

"What kind of wine is this?"

"It's a Claret do you like it?

"It's very different but I am only used to the homemade fruit wine."

"Sip it slowly and let it sit on your tongue for a short time. You can savor the taste that way," Stacy coached.

"I like it. It's not as sweet as the fruit wine but I like it."

"I'm glad."

The two women sipped the wine and chatted briefly before Agnes shocked Stacy. "I saw you with those college students today."

Stacy turned beet red and stammered a reply, "What do you mean?"

"I saw you having sex with the young men and girls."

"Oh my God Agnes, I'm sorry. It was just that once. I just let my emotions get out of control."

"No that's not true, I saw you yesterday and then you came back for more today."

Stacy knew that she was had. "Agnes it just happened, I saw them the day before and then I went back to spy on them again. They caught me watching them and then they forced me to join them. I tried to resist at first but then I gave in."

"But you seemed to enjoy it."

"I have to admit that once I got going I was seduced by their youth and virility. That's why I went back on my own today but they're leaving tomorrow so it won't happen again."

Agnes was disappointed that the students were leaving as they must have told Stacy. Agnes wished that she could have watched them some more. "What was it like?"

"Agnes I did things that I never thought myself capable of and I loved every minute of it. Until the past two days I had never been with more than one man at a time."

"I saw you with those three young men at the same time."

"Oh I know. It was an incredible feeling to have three vibrant cocks cumming in me at the same time. It is almost indescribable."

"I saw you with the girls too. What is it like with a woman?"

"I never thought that I would ever have sex with another woman but these two beautiful girls opened my eyes. They were so tender so gentle and such good lovers. The touch of another woman was very erotic."

Agnes thought about what Stacy said and she wondered what it would feel like to be with another woman. Agnes then wondered if she might experience that with Stacy sometime over the next several months. Agnes finished her wine and thanked Stacy.

"I should go now. Thank you for the wine," Agnes said as she stood to leave.

"You're welcome Agnes, anytime," Stacy replied.

Agnes walked back to the main house and Stacy watched her. Stacy found herself wondering what Agnes looked like under those baggy clothes. Stacy then returned to her wine and relaxed on the porch. That evening after dinner Stacy got out her laptop and began typing. She documented every detail of her past two days with the students as she decided that what she experienced might make for a steamy novel. Of course as Stacy wrote her story she used words that would be appropriate for readership. She was not writing a porn novel. Stacy worked well into the night until she could not keep her eyes open and then she retired.




Making The Best Of A Bad Experience



STUDENTS FAREWELL

The next morning Stacy was awakened by the sound of a vehicle stopping near the guest house. Then she heard the car doors shutting and footsteps on the porch. Stacy got out of bed in her sleepwear and as she did the six students entered the guest house. The young men were shirtless wearing shorts and the two girls wore shorts and tube tops. Stacy rubbed her eyes and then focused on the students.

"Good morning sleepy head. We stopped by to say goodbye," Al said to her.

"But we wanted to say good bye the right way," Rick said as he moved behind Stacy.

Stacy knew why they were there. They were going to say goodbye with one last orgy. Stacy smiled and let her sleep wear be removed by the guys so that she stood naked before them. The six of them stripped off their shorts and tube tops and none of them wore panties or underwear. The six young naked bodies surrounded Stacy and the orgy began.

Agnes saw the student's van drive up to the guest house and she watched the scantily dressed students pile out of the van and enter the house. Agnes waited about twenty minutes and then she walked up to the guest house. She peeked in the window but did not see anyone so she quietly entered the house. Agnes heard voices coming from the bedroom and she moved silently into position to see what was happening. She stationed herself outside the bedroom and looked around the door jamb. She almost gasped out loud when she saw Stacy with three cocks in her again.

Stacy was on all fours and she was riding Al's cock in her pussy; sucking on Rick's cock and taking Jack's cock in her ass. Cheryl and Jasmine knelt along side Stacy and they caressed Stacy's tits and fondled her buttocks. Agnes realized too late that someone was missing. There should have been four young men but one was missing. Sam had gone to the bathroom and when he returned he caught Agnes spying on the others.

"Well, well, well, what have we here?" Sam said loud enough for all to hear. 

Sam caught Agnes as she tried to run away and then he steered her into the bedroom. "Look what I have, the nosy Mrs. Holloway." 

"Please let me go," Agnes pleaded to no avail.

"I don't think so. Stacy why don't you find out what Mrs. Holloway is hiding under those baggy clothes," Rick directed.

Everyone had separated and Agnes stared at the two beautiful college girls and the four young men with the stiff cocks standing straight out. Stacy got to her feet and Agnes admired the beauty of the 36 year old author. Stacy moved toward Agnes who trembled at the thought of being stripped naked. Stacy smiled at overdressed woman and whispered to her. "Just let it happen. You know that you want it to."

Stacy unfastened Agnes' clothes and let the dress puddle on the floor. Then she untied the leather shoes and removed them along with the socks. Agnes stood barefoot in the room in her bloomers and bodice. Stacy removed the bodice from Agnes body and one of the guys whistled. "Jesus, look at those tits," someone said as Agnes firm breasts were displayed. They were perfect.

Stacy dropped to her knees and pulled Agnes' bloomers down and off her legs to the tune of another whistle. "My God look at that ass," Sam called out.

"We never knew that Mrs. Holloway was hiding such a great body under those clothes or we would have had her join us at camp," Rick said admiring the plain woman's figure.

"Stacy warm up her pussy for us then we will show her a good time," Jack said.

Stacy ran her hands up Agnes' legs and she felt the woman shiver under the touch. Stacy parted the woman's legs and touched her vulva. Agnes was dripping wet and Stacy's fingers slid in easily. Agnes groaned at the tender probing and then Stacy discovered the woman's clit. It was huge. It was as if Agnes was hiding a little cock in her vagina. Stacy was turned by the size of the woman's clit and she took it in her mouth. Agnes grasped Stacy's head and orgasmed immediately as she was so excited. Jonas had ever eaten her pussy and Agnes never expected her first time to be a woman. Agnes was a squirter and her discharge caught Stacy by surprise. Juice shot into Stacy's mouth much like a cock would ejaculate. Stacy drank down the female juices and nibbled gently on the clit. Then Stacy removed her mouth and spoke.

"You won't believe the size of her clit. It's like a tiny dick in there," Stacy announced.

"Oh let me see," Jasmine said as she dropped to her knees in front of Agnes.

Jasmine peeled back the outer flesh and the erect clit was obvious to everyone. "Oh look at it," Jasmine cried out just before she took the erect clit in her mouth. 

Agnes was overcome with lust and desire and she orgasmed quickly a second time. Jasmine too was surprised by the way Agnes juice squirted into her mouth but she was turned on by it and announced it for all to hear. "We have a squirter."

Cheryl then dropped to her knees to have her turn with the large clit but Agnes called out, "Oh please I need a cock in me."

"I bet you do. Sorry Cheryl you'll have to wait till later," Jack said as he guided Agnes over to the bed.

Agnes got on her back and spread her legs in anticipation of a cock other than her husband's entering her for the first time. Jack eased his impressive cock into Agnes and she wrapped her legs around his butt and humped him hard and fast. Jack thought, "This is one horny mamma."

Jack pounded her pussy until he ejaculated deep in her womb. He was quickly replaced with Rick and Agnes humped him hard as well. Then Sam told Rick to turn over which Rick did keeping his cock in Agnes pussy. Sam greased up Agnes' asshole and then eased his cock into her ass. Agnes had been butt fucked by Jonas many times so she was unfazed by the anal penetration. Al climbed on the bed and knelt in front of Agnes and she willing took his cock in her mouth.

Agnes had never had a cock cum in her mouth before as she only sucked Jonas to get him hard. However she was curious and she was anxious to taste Al's load. The three young men fucked the daylights out of Agnes and one by one they ejaculated into her holes. Agnes loved the feel of the semen shooting into her rectum and vagina and having both orifices filled with semen. Al's ejaculation caught her by surprise but she swallowed as quickly as she received the discharges. Agnes did not find the taste of semen that bad and she was not repulsed by the act. 

The rest of the morning was an all out orgy with more fucking sucking and cumming than Agnes and Stacy would have ever thought possible. The final coupling of the day had the four females eating pussy while they got fucked in the ass. Stacy was eating Cheryl's pussy and Cheryl was getting her first taste of Agnes. Cheryl too loved Agnes' clit and she rolled it around gently in her teeth. Agnes was eating Jasmine who in turn was munching on Stacy's cunt. Al was fucking Agnes in the ass; Jack was fucking Stacy in the ass; Rick was fucking Cheryl in the ass and Sam was fucking Jasmine in the ass. The orgy lasted for hours before everyone was sexually sated and exhausted. 

PAYBACK

Stacy had passed out in her bed and she awakened by the sound of heavy footsteps walking into the house. Stacy was still naked when Jonas burst into her room. 

"You're responsible for this you harlot," Jonas yelled as he waved a piece of paper at Stacy.

"For what," Stacy quivered obviously scared of the imposing man. She tried to cover herself with her hands since there was nothing around to use. The bed covers were on the floor and she didn't dare reach for them.

"This, she ran off with those college students," Jonas screamed. 

Stacy realized that Agnes must have left Jonas a note telling him that she ran away. "I had no idea that she was going to do that," Stacy stammered.

"It's because of you and that orgy you had with them. Now you owe me a piece of ass!" Jonas yelled.

Stacy was clearly frightened and she curled up on the bed in fear. She watched as Jonas took off his clothes starting with his boots and socks and she knew that he was going to force himself on her. Stacy had no where to run so she accepted her fate and hoped that he wouldn't beat her or hurt her afterward. Stacy watched as the last piece of clothing was stripped away and as his undershorts were removed a massive cock leaped out. Stacy gasped at the size of the cock. It had to be at least 10" long maybe even 12" and it was at least 6" around.

Stacy was afraid that he might injure her but she knew that Agnes had handled it. Jonas got in bed between Stacy's legs and eased his cock into her pussy. Stacy gasped as the massive meat filled her and touched every fiber in her womb. "Oh God!" she gasped.

"Like that don't you. Bet you never had a cock this size in you before," Jonas said boastfully.

In spite of having numerous orgasms early in the day, Stacy felt her juices flowing again. Jonas fucked her slowly at first and then he picked up the pace. No one had ever been that deep in her before but it was the thickness that got to Stacy. Jonas' cock touched her g-spot and her clit simultaneously and drove Stacy wild. She had multiple orgasms before Jonas dumped a massive load in her cunt. Stacy felt the force of his ejaculation and it seemed as if the semen had no where to go. Stacy had never felt so full and when Jonas finally removed his cock she felt the huge void in her pussy. Cum rushed out of her as if she was the one ejaculating. 

Jonas got out of bed and put his clothes back on. Stacy couldn't move and she remained on her back in bed. Jonas threw a sun dress at her and told her to get dressed. "Here put his on and you don't have to worry about wearing panties, you won't need them."

Stacy could hardly stand up as she felt so weak and drained. She managed to put on the dress and then Jonas pulled out of the house by her arm. "You're going to take over the chores until Agnes gets back," he ordered.

"What if she doesn't come back?' Stacy asked worriedly.

"She'll be back. I don't know when but she'll be back. Until then you will do her chores and take care of my needs," Jonas affirmed.

This was not something that Stacy bargained for but at the moment she would have to go along with the imposing man. Later she would plot her escape as she knew that she had to get away from Jonas. Stacy was led into the main house and instructed to get dinner ready. She did as she was told and she prepared dinner. After they ate Stacy cleaned up the dishes, pots and pans. Jonas sat at the kitchen table drinking his whiskey as he watched Stacy move around the kitchen. He liked her in her short sun dress with her shapely legs on display. He liked to see her bend over and look at the back of her tan thighs.

All a sudden Jonas grabbed Stacy's arm and pulled her across the kitchen table. Holding her down, he maneuvered behind her and flipped up her dress. Stacy's beautiful ass came into view and Jonas felt his cock surge in his pants. Jonas dropped his pants and underwear and his huge cock slapped against her buttocks. Stacy was prepared to be fucked again but she was not prepared for what Jonas had in mind. He scooped up some lard in his hand and greased Stacy's asshole.

"Oh my God no Jonas, you're too big. You'll hurt me!" Stacy cried out in fear.

"Nonsense, if Agnes can take it in the ass, so can you. I saw you with those college boys so I know you're not virgin back there," Jonas snapped back.

Then Stacy felt the mushroom head at her anus and she held her breath as Jonas pushed forward. The head cleared and Stacy winced in pain. Tingles ran through her and goose bumps covered her body. Little by little Jonas fed his cock to her and it seemed like it took over an hour before he began to slowly fuck her. Tears rolled down Stacy's cheeks as the constant pain persisted in her rectum. Jonas had not rammed it in her ass, thank God but he was so large that even feeding it slowly hurt. 

Stacy didn't know how deep he was in her rectum because he was so thick the sensation was numbing. Jonas only had about half of his monster in her ass but that was plenty. He fucked her slowly but he wouldn't last long as she was so tight and he was so excited to be in the pretty blonde's ass. Jonas stiffened and ejaculated in her ass. Stacy felt the surge of warm liquid enter her and it actually felt good as the creamy sperm helped soothe her ravaged asshole. Jonas eased his cock out of her bottom and Stacy felt the cool air caress her stretched anus. Cum ran out of her and trickled down between her buttocks. Stacy remained motionless bent over the kitchen table.

That night Stacy was allowed to use the bathroom in the main house and she would stay in the second bedroom. "You'll stay here tonight. I'll get the guest house ready tomorrow," Jonas informed her.

Stacy was locked in the second bedroom for the night. Her body was ached and she had never felt as constipated as she did then. She recalled when she lost her anal virginity that she had a similar feeling but somehow this seemed more intense. As she lay in bed she wondered what Jonas meant by getting the guest house ready. Hundreds of thoughts and scenarios entered her mind as she wondered what would now become of her. Stacy finally fell asleep praying that Agnes would return soon.

THE ORDEAL

The next morning Jonas unlocked the bedroom door and walked in stark naked sporting a huge erection. He got in bed with Stacy and moved between her legs. Once again the big cock filled her pussy and fucked her senseless. Jonas didn't care if Stacy orgasmed as it was all about him cumming. However he was so thick that Stacy had multiple orgasms before Jonas shot his load in her. Jonas got off of her and told her to use the bathroom and then get dressed.

He waited in the kitchen for Stacy and then she was ordered to make breakfast. After they ate breakfast and Stacy cleaned up the kitchen, Jonas took her back to the guest house. Stacy remained inside while Jonas secured the house. He removed all sharp items including the knives and forks from the kitchen. He took her car keys and he put a lock on the front door. Jonas then closed all of the storm shutters and locked them from the outside. Stacy realized that he had created a little prison and that she would be locked in the house while he went about his farm duties. At least she would have the freedom of moving around inside and not be confined to one room. 

"You'll stay in here today and I'll be back at dinner time," Jonas told her.

He closed the door and Stacy could hear him lock it. She waited a few minutes and when she realized that he was gone she took off her dress and took a bath. Stacy soaked in the hot water for awhile and then she scrubbed her body as if she couldn't get clean enough. Stacy dressed in shorts and a tee shirt after the bath. At first she was undecided what to do but then it occurred to her that she would document everything that happened to her. She sat down with her lap top and began typing. 

Starting with her voyeurism and eventual seduction by the college students she accounted for every detail. She was just beginning to work on the part where Agnes became part of the group sex when she heard Jonas at the door. Time had passed quickly and it was almost dinner time. Jonas opened the door and then took Stacy back to the main house. 

Jonas decided that he wanted a blow job before dinner. He had witnessed Stacy sucking the cocks of the college students so he had her suck his cock. Agnes only sucked his cock to get him hard and he never had cum in her mouth. However Jonas decided that he would cum in Stacy's mouth as she was a little slut anyway. Jonas never had a blow job like Stacy gave him and he came quickly filling her mouth with a massive load. Jet after jet shot into her mouth and Stacy thought there was no end to his ejaculation. 

"You do that very well. Now get dinner ready," Jonas ordered as he put away his cock and then poured a glass of whiskey.

Stacy made dinner with the ingredients that Jonas provided. After dinner and cleanup, Jonas had some more whiskey and he gave Stacy a glass of wine. As they drank Jonas explained that Stacy would spend the nights in the main house second bedroom. Most days she would be allowed to stay in the guest house but she would also help Jonas with the chores.

That night Jonas fucked Stacy in the ass again in the bedroom. Afterward he locked the door until he came to her in the morning. After fucking her pussy soundly in the morning, Jonas brought clothes in the room for Stacy to wear. They were the same type of clothes that Agnes always wore. After she dressed in Agnes' clothes, Jonas made her put her hair in a bun. Stacy made breakfast and Jonas was pleased with the way she looked in his wife's clothes. Stacy looked at herself in the mirror and she thought that she looked like a spinster.

Once they had eaten breakfast and Stacy had cleaned up the kitchen, Jonas took her with him to help with the farm chores. Stacy was cumbersome but Jonas was patient with her as he taught her how to perform certain duties. By the time they returned to the house for dinner, Stacy was exhausted. In spite of her fatigue though she was required to give Jonas another blow job and then make dinner. It was another repeat performance of preparing dinner, cleaning up and then getting butt fucked before she was locked in the bedroom again.

The same routine was followed for the next three days. Stacy would be fucked in the morning and then dress in Agnes' clothes. She would prepare breakfast, clean up the kitchen and help Jonas with the chores. In the evening she would suck his cock, make dinner and clean up afterward. Stacy would be allowed a glass of wine when Jonas drank his whiskey and then she would be butt fucked before bedtime.

At the end of the fourth day, Stacy lay in bed worrying. She had just been fucked in the ass again and her nether hole had been stretched to easily accommodate Jonas' huge cock. However what really bothered her was that Jonas was turning her into Agnes. She had to wear Agnes' clothes and do Agnes' chores. Her body was being used for Jonas' pleasure and she had become subservient to him. Stacy was worried what would become of her if Agnes did not return as Jonas thought. She was sure that she was destined to remain there forever and no one knew where she was. There was no way for her to contact anyone. She had wanted total seclusion from her life and now she was a prisoner because of that desire. Stacy just didn't see anyway out and she could only hope and pray that Agnes would return.

The next morning after Jonas fucked her and they had breakfast, he took her back to the guest house. Jonas had some errands to run and Stacy would remain in the guest house for the day. Stacy immediately took a bath and afterward she returned to her lap top and documented more of her sordid ordeal. Jonas was gone all day and Stacy was able to get a lot accomplished. She wasn't sure what she was going to do with the information she was recording but she sensed it might come in handy.

When Jonas returned he took her back to the main house and the evening routine was repeated. For the next four weeks Stacy split her time between the guest house and the main house. Some days she did chores and other days she recorded the ordeal. No matter which house she stayed at there was one thing that didn't change and that was the sex. Jonas would fuck her in the morning; have her suck his cock at dinner time and fuck her in the ass at bedtime.

One night Jonas was going to be away so Stacy spent the night in the guest house. When she awoke the next morning she was surprised that Jonas had not come to get her. Stacy got very nervous when dinner time came and there was still no Jonas. Thoughts raced through her mind. "What if something happened to him? How would she ever get out of the guest house? Would anyone ever find her there?"




Making The Best Of A Bad Experience



Stacy was a wreck the entire day but then she heard a vehicle and she wished she could see out the windows. She found herself hoping that Jonas had returned and then she heard his foot steps on the porch. He unlocked the door and stepped inside. Jonas smiled at her and then spoke.

"I told you that she would come back. I want you to pack your things and leave the first thing in the morning," Jonas announced and then turned and walked away.

Agnes was back and Stacy was relieved. She would be free to go the next day. She was ecstatic and that night she slept soundly. She set her alarm to get up early and she quickly showered, had a light breakfast and packed her things. Stacy didn't dare go up to the main house so she waited impatiently for Jonas to arrive. It wasn't too long before he arrived at the guest house. He simply walked in and tossed her car keys on the table and then walked out. Not a word was spoken between them. Stacy quickly loaded her car and drove away.

It was a 10 hour drive back to her home in Long Island and she would be back in her house that night. Once she was in a service area for her cell phone she called the management company and told them she was coming home that night. Stacy drove straight through stopping only for gas and food along the way. She arrived home about 11:00 PM and her house was a welcome sight. She didn't bother unpacking the car that night and she went straight to bed. Her own bed was a comfy relief and Stacy slept soundly for nearly 12 hours. Her ordeal was over and she was home again.

EPILOGUE

Stacy woke up slowly the next morning and rested in bed as she was in no hurry to get up. She ran her hands over her body and caressed her breasts. It was then she realized how tough the skin had become on the palms of her hands. Subjected to the work on the farm had calloused her skin. She knew that over time her hands would return to their former softness now that she was home safely. It was after 12 noon when Stacy finally got up and started to function.

She made a pot of coffee and then dressed in comfortable clothes. She unpacked her car before making something to eat and then after lunch she checked her messages. Her voice mail box was full and she chuckled that people didn't listen to her out of town message. She didn't bother listening to the messages as she knew that most of them would be about the status of her book. Stacy then signed on and checked her e-mail. There were hundreds of unread e-mails and she deleted all of them without reading them. Stacy would call her publisher later as she wasn't in the mood to talk with him just yet. She knew he would be frantic about her new book and would demand to see a manuscript very soon.

Stacy curled up on the sofa and sipped her second cup of coffee. Now that she was home it was hard to believe what she had been through the past six weeks. It was almost as if it was not real. Things liked this really didn't happen to people, yet it did happen to her. It then came to Stacy that her experience was so unbelievable it was like fiction. She would turn her real life ordeal into a steamy novel. Most of it was documented anyway so she would covert it from reality to fiction. 

Stacy fetched her lap top and began the conversion of her real life experience to a fictitious story. She changed the names of all the real life characters and she thought of a different way to introduce the main character. Stacy decided the main character would not be an author but rather a woman who had just gone through a messy divorce and needed to get away for awhile. She would also change the ending.

Stacy would have the woman being held captive as a replacement for the wife that ran away with the students. In her book the character of the farmer's wife would not return and the farmer would keep the other woman as his new wife. Eventually the captive woman would escape and get away. Everything else would remain the same; the seductions, the orgies and the sordid ordeal. Stacy was satisfied with her approach and she was ready to call Dan her publisher.

Dan was glad to hear from her but he was pissed that she had been out of touch. However he was pleased that she would have a manuscript on his desk at the end of the month. A month later the publisher raved about the story and went to press with it. The story became a huge success and Stacy was then on her way to France. The limo dropped her off at the JFK International terminal and an hour later the plane was in the air destined for Marseilles.

Stacy settled in her seat in the first class section and a cute female French flight attendant offered her a glass of Champagne. The flight attendant named Claire seemed to pay a lot of attention to Stacy and Stacy caught her staring several times. After dinner with the cabin lights out, Claire talked with Stacy and learned of her plans to stay in San Tropez for three months. Claire was one of those touchy people who kept touching Stacy's bare arm as she chatted with her. Stacy finished her first after dinner cognac and asked for a second. As Claire got up Stacy checked out the woman's shapely legs under the short skirt and she also checked out Claire's fine ass.

Claire returned with the cognac and as she set it down she touched Stacy's arm. Stacy looked up at the pretty French woman and smiled as she let her hand touch the flight attendant's knee. Claire remained still and smiled back so Stacy let her hand slide up the inside of the woman's leg. Claire grabbed Stacy's hand to keep it from going higher and whispered, "Not here mademoiselle."

Claire then moved away and when she returned she handed Claire a note with her Marseilles address and phone number on it. Stacy smiled and put the note in her purse. She thought that her vacation was off to a good start in France and she hoped that it would continue.



Making the Best Of It



I had really been looking forward to going to California for the first time with Michelle. We were going to a friend's wedding near Napa and had a great room in a B&B all lined up. Mish was excited about the wedding, and I was excited about the king-size bed, fireplace and stand-up shower in our room. When I found out that Michelle's sister Sarah had booked a last-minute special-fare flight but would be sharing our room, I almost called the whole trip off. That would have been the biggest mistake of my life.

We arrived the night before the wedding, and I was in a rotten mood over the arrangements. Michelle wouldn't even take advantage of the shower with me, and Sarah never took the hints to leave us alone for a while. I was getting frustrated, but made the best of it. Michelle is 5'11", with long dark hair, a long athletic body and the nicest legs and ass of any woman I've ever seen. Her sister is a little shorter and more muscular, with no fat and a set of 36C's that I sneak looks at whenever I can. Michelle and I have a great sex life, but whenever I joke with her about a threesome it really is just a joke- I would never have thought she's even entertain the idea, and she always scowls and slaps me for mentioning it.

The wedding was great, as far as weddings go. The ceremony was short, and the reception started immediately. We all enjoyed the band and dancing, and as I got deeper into the beer and wine I noticed Michelle and Sarah were feeling the effects of the alcohol. They were getting looser and dancing wildly, moving their gorgeous bodies with reckless abandon. The light summer dresses kept riding up their smooth legs, and the heat was helping the sweat glue the flimsy material to their waists and breasts. I wasn't the only guy looking, but the girls were oblivious to all the attention they were getting. Sarah's face was flushed and I couldn't look at her for too long without getting an erection.

When the party finally ended (if you're going to get married, make sure your reception runs from 4 to midnight- your guests will thank you for it!) we caught a cab back to our room. I had a mild buzz-on, but both the girls had a charge going- no one was falling down, but their eyes were glassy and all of us were grinning a little too much. Sarah changed in the bathroom, coming out in a flimsy t-shirt that stopped at her bellybutton and clung to her perfect breasts. Mishy and I had already changed, and while my girlfriend took her turn in the bath I nearly broke my neck switching my gaze from Sarah's white silk panties to her tits. She noticed immediately, and I could see her eyeing my body- we tried to make small talk, but obviously we were both thinking about the same thing. By the time Michelle came out Sarah's nipples were standing erect against the t-shirt and my prick was stirring in my boxers.

Michelle and I crawled into bed, and Sarah took the cot, complaining about the mattress and about being lonely. I think Michelle was joking when she invited her over, but I was hoping Sarah would take her up on it. I got up and went to use the bathroom and brush my teeth, and when I came out they both had wicked little grins on their faces.

We turned out the lights, and Sarah was immediately asleep from the sound of her deep, steady breathing. I laid there in the dark thinking about Sarah's incredible body and the way her eyes had been on my body, and I was feeling frustrated when Michelle's hand wrapped around my cock and she whispered "I really want you, right now." She's a wonderfully horny woman, and I was only half surprised she would want to fool around with her sister just a few feet away. I couldn't resist, and I pulled her t-shirt up and began to lick and nibble her tits, making her moan while she stroked me. My hand wandered down to her pussy, stroking her lips and coaxing her clit out of its hood. Her breathing got heavy and short, and I could feel the wetness building. I licked my way down her stomach, and peeled her panties off under the covers, sucking and tasting the juices. Her stomach muscles tightened and I whispered for her to shh, be quiet, Sarah's sleeping, but I kept attacking her heat and taste. Finally, she began to buck and moan, covering her mouth with the pillow and letting her juices flow into my mouth while she gasped and her legs tightened around my head.

I crawled back up until I was on the pillow, and she took my throbbing dick back into her hands... and the light came on. Sarah was standing there with her free hand pressed to her obviously wet panties, and she looked at Mishy and said, "I told you if you didn't keep quiet I'd have to come over and join you." I was too shocked to know what to do, but Michelle just looked at her and said, "Oh yeah? Well, why don't you start by licking my cum off his face?" My heart jumped, and Sarah took my face in her hands and kissed me deeply, one hand moving to the back of my head. Michelle ordered her to get naked, and she used the hand to wipe my face off in the valley between her globes. I got the first nipple into my mouth as quickly as I could, and Sarah moaned, grabbing my cock and rubbing it against the inside of her thigh. Michelle's hand joined hers, and I was wild.

We rolled over, and I worked my way down Sarah's body like I had done to her sister moments before. Michelle cheered me on, telling me to lick Sarah's pussy, suck it while she watched. Sarah pulled Michelle around the king-sized bed and took her left nipple in her mouth. Soon Sarah reached for Michelle's pussy, and I watched the two sisters play with each other while I sucked Sarah's dripping pussy. She started to buck and moan, and her hot cum was flowing into my mouth. "Oh, God, oh God, oooooh God... oohhhh," she moaned, and she let loose another round of hot juice that tasted like her sister's.

Michelle watched, panting, and rolled me off of Sarah. "You've done your part... I think Sarah and I should thank you... Sarah, come here." Sarah sat up, and Michelle pulled her close, rubbing their tits together and stroking Sarah's ass. "I think he deserves to have us both give him a blowjob, don't you?" To answer, Sarah rolled over and licked the side of my prick, moving her tongue slowly up the side of the shaft and sucking the drop of pre-cum that had formed there. Michelle was there soon, wrapping her lips around my shaft while Sarah took my head in her mouth and bobbed up and down on the top half of my cock. I got up on my knees and the girls kept working, massaging my balls and raking their fingernails over my stomach and ass. I gasped, telling them I was about to come, and Mishy moved Sarah over so they were both kissing the head of my dick, and Sarah jerked me until I sprayed a stream of sticky white cum on their faces. Neither girl stopped until I was finished, and they licked me clean and took turns licking the cum that had spilled onto each other's faces.

Sarah looked at me, smiling. "Oh, Mike, your cum tastes good. Tell me, whose cum tastes better, mine or my sister's?" I was still panting, but managed to reply. "Why don't you taste each other, and you be the judge?"

Sarah turned to her sister, and offered her a large pink nipple. Michelle took it into her mouth, licking and sucking it, flicking her tongue against the very tip then trying to swallow Sarah's whole breast. Sarah moaned and played with her sister's pussy with one hand while fingering her own with the other. Michelle attacked Sarah's tits, kissing them loudly and burying her face in them. After a few seconds, both women were panting and they fell over. Michelle jumped to her sister's exposed pussy, moving between her thighs and sticking two fingers between her wide open lips. Sarah moaned, "Oh, big sister, lick me. I wanna feel you eat me, oh let me cum on you Michelle, oh please." Michelle did just that, groaning as she tasted her sister's juices. It suddenly struck me that I was watching my girlfriend eat her sister's pussy. I got behind Michelle, fingering her while she slurped at Sarah. Sarah was thrashing, and she said, "oh yes, oh Mike come up here so I can suck you." I kneeled beside her, stroking my cock beside her face, and she turned her head and took my dick in her mouth again. After she had been blowing me for a minute, Michelle said, "Okay, that's enough. I want that cock in me where it belongs. Get over here and fuck me."

I moved again, lifting Michelle onto her knees and rubbing the tip of my cock against her swollen pussy. She kept working while Sarah urged her on. "Oh yeah, oh that feels so good... Mike, fuck her. Fuck her from behind while I watch." I slid my raging hard-on into Michelle slowly, feeling the heat of her, thrusting slowly and then picking up the pace. Sarah's cries became more urgent, and she arched her back, coming into Michelle's mouth. Michelle clenched her hands in the sheets, sucking Sarah's pussy and then lifting her shoulders. Sarah was looking at me with glazed eyes, watching me rail her sister from behind. "How does it feel, Shelle? Tell me what his big hard cock feels like. Is he driving you? Are you coming? Is it making you hot?" Michelle moaned, and answered her sister in a strangled voice, letting a groan escape every time I thrust into her. "Ohhh, God it feels so... unh... good... oh, fuck me.. unh... I can feel...unh ... his balls slapping me and... unh... his hands on my ... ass... oh God oh God fuck me..." As she finished, her shoulders tensed and she slammed back against me in time with my strokes. After three or four more she howled and let loose, flooding her pussy, my cock and the bed with her come. I kept pounding away at her, grabbing her waist and banging her as hard as I could while she came again.

"Wait," she moaned. "Stop. I want you to fuck Sarah. I want to watch you fuck her like you're fucking me." I stopped. I had been very nearly over the edge, and I let my prick cool down for a minute, watching Sarah lick the come from her sister's pussy. Michelle's eyes were glassy and here body was drenched with sweat. "Okay, Sarah," I said. "Your turn. On your knees, I have something for you." Sara lifted her ass in the air, resting on her elbows and those gorgeous tits. I didn't need to worry about whether she was ready; the come was still dripping from her swollen lips. I entered her slowly, and soon was gliding in and out with a frantic rhythm. I wanted a release too, and seeing my girlfriend watching us with a just-fucked glow and an exhausted smile had me totally wound up. Thinking about it made me fuck Sarah harder, and I could see her tits swaying below her in the mirror while I drove my cock into her.

"Ooooh....ooooh....ooooh... oh God yes oh Mike it feels so it feels so good it feels so... oh God oh GOD oh GOD!" She bucked harder than her sister had, impaling herself on my stiff prick. I stopped and rolled her over, putting her ankles up on my shoulders so I could watch her tits bounce while I fucked her. I was really into it, balancing on my fists and ramming my cock in and out of her, backing off and pile-driving her. She was bucking so hard she was coming off the bed, and when she came I could feel the walls of her incredibly strong pussy clenching my dick. "Oh, god come on my tits! Oh, pull out and come on me," she begged. This drove me over the edge, and after a couple more solid thrusts I pulled out and put her legs down. I jumped up on her waist and straddled her, and Michelle lent a hand, stroking me until I fired about a quart of hot semen onto Sarah's tits, neck and face. She scooped the cum into her mouth and Michelle licked off the jizz her sister didn't get to first.

I collapsed on the bed, watching the two of them. We got up and went into the standup shower, cleaning off, and then crawled back into bed together. When we woke up, Sarah was still in bed, but in the sober light of day, no one even mentioned what had happened the night before. We dressed and made our flight, but unfortunately we've never gotten together again. Still, sometimes when we're all together, Sarah and I exchange glances and pats and sometimes I even tell her that the next time we go on vacation she's welcome to come along.



Making The Best Of It!



Never in a million years! At least that's what I thought. But boy was I in for an eye opening and surprising experience!

I met a guy last year at the same building where I work. He was a nice guy and we soon became buddies and finally roommates. Jack is a very muscular and good looking man who has no trouble whatsoever attracting and bringing home women. Oddly enough I even found myself admiring his physique on more than one occasion, especially after he'd worked out and had a shower. He'd always saunter around nude for a few minutes before going to his bedroom and putting on his underwear. Jack and I became close friends but my place turned out to be too small for the two of us. So when the place next door went vacant Jack took advantage and moved in.

This was great because we were close enough to spent time together as we did when we lived together.

After a couple of months I started noticing Jack was bringing up the subject of bisexuality and gay sex quite often. I never gave it much thought though.

One night Jack, his date and I all went to a party at a resort clubhouse. We'd all been smoking some really good weed before the party and managed to get pretty drunk once we got there.

The three of us decided to head down to the sauna and maybe sweat out some our alcohol consumption.

Watching Jack and his date had giving me a hard on by the time we got to the sauna, and I was having a hard time concealing the fact. So, since it was just the three of us I slipped off my shorts and began stroking my stiff cock right there in front of Jack and his date. 

I came like a volcano, firing my hot cream all over the hot sauna rocks and the floor. I licked the cum off my hands and then slipped my shorts back on as if nothing had happened.

Not one word was said about what had just transpired.

Over the period of a week or two I began to jerk off more and more especially times when Jack would pop by. I'd go to the washroom and jerk off, loud enough for him to hear me and come to see what the noise was about. I'd leave the door open and have a porn flick playing and lay there in waiting. The moment I heard him close by I began jerking off. Jack would just watch me intently, he never did a thing.

Having a man, instead of a woman, watching my shaft get hard and waiting and wanting to see my hot cum pouring out was a super turn-on for me, but I must've been frustrating Jack.

Then one night dropped by. He opened the door, which I had left unlocked for him as usual, walked in and came into my bedroom. He pushed me back onto my bed. He tore off my shirt and tore open my pants in a powerful frenzy. I pretended to put up a fight, hoping that my fantasy would play out. With the same urgency in which he had me naked he took off his own clothes while holding me done at the same time. As soon as I saw the perpendicular prize he was packing my resistance was no more. 

I remembered his hard smooth body, how smooth and tight his ass was, and even his cock from when we lived together. But I'd never seen his 7 1/2" cut cock this close before. It was beautiful.

Once naked he tore what was left of my underwear off me, surprised that I was rock hard already. He quickly grabbed the base of my cock, leaned forward and began to lick my pee-hole and then sucked on my throbbing head.

I felt feelings and sensations I never knew existed. Then he took my balls into his mouth and sucked on them rolling them back and forth in his hot mouth. He slowly licked down from my balls and started circling my quivering ass. He kneaded the cheeks of my ass and spread then open wide. He teased my puckered hole, poking and probing my ass until finally shoving his tongue in deep. It felt so good, so hot and so nasty. I moaned out loud, calling his name.

He moved his hand and began stroking my cock, jerking me off and then started fingering my ass. I grabbed two handfuls of him and drew him onto the bed and closer to me. By this time we were both on fire and our passionate moans and groans filled the room. Jack pulled on my cock harder and faster, and shoved a few more fingers inside my aching ass while I eagerly parted my thighs for him. I was in heaven, feeling his sexy masculine body and his hard throbbing cock next to me was mind-blowing. I squeezed his firm globular buttocks and reveled in their hard softness. 

With my ass nice and loose now I was ready for what came next. Jack mounted me, placing my legs over his shoulders he had easy access to my poop chute. I curled my toes and bit my lower lips when I felt his hot cock pressing against my tight opening. With a few gentle shoves my asshole opened enough to allow his head to penetrate me. His cock felt so much bigger inside me, but I was so happy to finally have it where I'd fantasized about for so long. I cooed like a bitch while Jack slowly fed his throbbing meat into my asshole. I tried counting the inches as he slowly worked himself in. But he seemed to be even longer than he appeared. His cock filled my cavity nicely. He was hot and thick and long and he was inside my asshole! I pushed down from inside and gripped his cock tightly with my ass. He started to push and pull his cock slowly at first. But once he got going, oh my God, he was like a bull. Grunting and fiercely thrusting his cock, slapping and crushing his balls against me. 

All of a sudden he let out a huge grunt and said." I'm gonna cum.....I'm gonna pump you full of hot cuuuuuuummmmmmmmm.......!" And with he came like a geyser. I felt his cock expand and start to pulsate as my rectum filled with his hot sticky semen. At that moment I too felt my own load rising up through my balls. I raised my ass up higher and continued stroking my cock madly and with Jack blowing off inside me I shot my wad out onto my own face and chest. We climaxed together for a minute or two before Jack collapsed on top of me and we toppled on the bed together. As we lay there arm in arm Jack licked the cum off my face and then shared it with me in a kiss. We cuddled for a bit and then showered together.

Since that day Jack and I have savored each others bodies like fine wine, and even though we both love to screw women on occasion, we love the change that we have in each other. We have not yet even begun to unfold the mysteries of each others bodies yet. But every time we spend another night together we discover new feelings, experiences, sensations and variations that leave nothing to the imagination!



Making the Best of It



It was the worst time of my life, or so I thought at the time. Granted I was only 23 years old, so I hadn't experienced much in the way of life's ups and downs. But getting dumped by my boyfriend and losing my job are two very harsh experiences, especially when they happen within the span of nine months. Worse yet, I had to tuck my tail, swallow my pride, and move back in with my parents because I could no longer afford to keep my apartment.

But it wasn't all bad. My 18-year-old brother, Jake, was about to head off to college and I got to spend a little time with him before he left. I woke up that morning, took a shower, pulled on a pair cut-offs and a tank top and headed down stairs. And there he was, slumped on the living room couch watching television.

"Good morning, sunshine," I said as I flopped down on the couch next to him. He was wearing a pair of baggy, blue athletic shorts and a beat up, grey pocket t-shirt. He pawed at the carpet with his bare toes.

"Morning, Kerri," he replied glumly.

"What's wrong? You should be thrilled to be getting out of the house tomorrow to start a new chapter in your life," I said, lightly shaking his shoulder.

"I dunno. I guess I'm worried that it's going to be more of the same for me. Plus, I kinda wasted the summer by not doing anything. I couldn't manage to get a job and I spent all of my time alone, as usual," Jake lamented as he looked down at his bare feet. 

Jake's experiences as a teenager broke my heart. He was always, and still is, a very scrawny guy. He was always much shorter than all the other boys his age and barely weighed 130 pounds soaking wet. He was un-athletic and very shy which, combined with his size, made him an easy target for high school bullies. I remember Jake calling me a few times while I was away at college. He'd be crying because of all the shit he had to endure. He would tell me that he had no close friends to help give him support, and that I was his only confidant. There were times when I felt like I was his only friend.

But there was something cute about him. His thick, sandy blonde hair was cropped short on the sides and slightly shaggy on the top. His blue eyes sparkled when you could get him to show you his radiant smile. I always figured some sweet girl would see what a great guy he was while he was in high school, but it never happened for him.

"Jake, things will be different for you. It's a new start. College isn't like high school. There are groups of people who will accept you and befriend you. You'll do fine," I said as I put a reassuring arm around his shoulders.

"That's easy for you to say. You were always popular and pretty. I was a fucking outcast." 

I could see tears starting to well up in his eyes, but he succeeded in fighting them back.

I did have a few boyfriends in high school and college. I always found it distasteful to compliment myself, but if I'm being totally honest, yea I am happy with my looks-shoulder length light-brown hair, green eyes, and a fit figure from yoga. My breasts aren't big, but I like them. Pert with pink little nipples that easily became erect when touched. Yea, I noticed that guys would check me out, but it is very hard for me to say that I am pretty.

"Jake, I'm not telling you this just to blow sunshine up your ass. Will there be people who don't like or accept you? Of course, that happens all through life. But high school is nothing like the real world. You will find fun and friends at college. I mean it."

"OK, thanks." He managed a weak smile to placate me. His anxiety seemed to lessen a little, though he wasn't totally convinced that what I said was true. 

"As much as I hated moving back in with mom and dad, I wish I had done it a few months sooner. We could have hung out and had a fun time this summer. I missed you and I'm going to miss you again while you are away at college," I said.

"Yea, I know. I really missed you when you went away to college. I loved how we would play around when I was little. You were such a great big sister," he said as he managed a melancholy smile.

"I still am, aren't I?" I teased.

"Absolutely," he said, his smile growing a little warmer.

I remembered those times. Since he was five years younger than me, I could cut loose and act like a little kid with him when I was a teenager. We shared a lot of great times playing the typical pretend games you play as a kid.

"Remember all the times we'd play 'lava' when we were kids? You couldn't touch the floor or you'd 'burn up'?" I grinned.

"Yea, you always managed to push me off the bed or the sofa. I'd always get burned up," he said, flashing me that big smile I remembered from when he was younger.

"Or all the times I used to torture you by tickling you?" I giggled.

"Aw, I hated it when you would do that to me, Kerri. You were relentless. I practically pissed myself a few times when you did that to me. I hated that you could pin me down and I'd be totally helpless," he grinned.

For a moment we were silent as I just folded my arms and stared at him wickedly. He sat there for a moment as the grin slowly left his face. I could tell that he knew what I was thinking, that if he moved, I would just pounce on him and torture-tickle him. He hoped I was just trying to tease him and that any thoughts of tickling him would pass. Unfortunately for him, he was wrong. 

"No, no, no. Don't you even dare!" he said, trying to be stern.

I just continued to stare at him, silent and unmoving. My eyes narrowed into little slits, accentuating the intensity of my glare and making him fear my intentions. He knew what was coming.

"Noooo!" he yelped as he hopped up from the couch and turned to run. Unfortunately for my un-athletic little brother, I was faster and was able to dive and grab his ankle before he could take a second step to get away. He fell to the floor with a thud and I leapt upon him, pinning him face down on the floor. I laid flat on top of his prone body.

"I have you now, Jake! You can't get away!" I cackled loudly.

"Stop, stop!" he begged as he squirmed wildly in a futile attempt to get away. 

"No, no, no, Jakey. You have to take this. It's your punishment for trying to run away from me," I said as I reared up onto my knees. I was straddling the middle of his back while keeping him pinned to the floor. During the struggle, his shirt had ridden up and I was able to push my hands underneath to tickle his back.

"Aaaaarrh!" he yelled in frustration as he thrashed about, unable to escape me.

"Oh, you forgot about this, didn't you?" I teased as I ran my fingers up to his armpits.

"Nooooooooooooooo!" he screamed loudly.

"Oh yes, now I remember. Your armpits! That's the best place to tickle you. You just love that," I teased, my voice dripping with sarcasm as my fingers relentlessly tickled the ultra-sensitive flesh underneath Jake's arms. He was thrashing and wriggling with all his might. He must have gained a little bit of strength as he had gotten older, because Jake was able to put up a pretty good fight. He dragged his body forward several inches along the floor to try to escape my torment, but his attempt to escape was still futile.

"I don't remember this hair under your armpits the last time I tickled you like this. Even though you're getting older, you still can't get away from me!" I continued to tease as I tickled him even harder.

"Gaaaaahhh!" he managed to garble out as he twisted his body underneath me. The worn fabric of his t-shirt tore as he franticly tried to extricate himself from underneath me. He managed to slide forward so that I was straddling his waist. I stopped my tickling as I heard the sound of his shirt rip.

"Oh geez, I'm sorry Jake. I tore your shirt. Let's just calm down and call a truce." I panted as I sat back on my haunches. I was now straddling his upper thighs and I looked down to see that his shorts and underwear had slipped down a bit as a result of our struggle. I was surprised at what I saw.

His shorts had slid down enough to reveal a couple inches of his cock, and he had a full erection. Even more surprising was the size of it. For a guy that small and skinny, it was massive. Hell, it wasn't just big for his size. It was probably the biggest dick I had seen. My little brother was literally all cock.

"Shit, don't look at that," he said as his face turned beet red with embarrassment.

"Oh my Gawd, Jake! I am so sorry," I said as I brought my hand up to cover my gaping mouth.

I wasn't sure if it was because I had been on such a long sexual dry spell or if it was because I was surprised at the size of that thick purple head poking out from underneath his waistband, but I found myself wanting to see the rest of it.

"Can you please let me pull my shorts up?" Jake insisted. He was sheepish and embarrassed as he tried to wriggle free again, but I continued to keep him pinned down. 

"Jake, I'm really sorry. Don't worry about this. It's ok. Stuff happens and you don't need to be embarrassed. It's just me, ok? I swear I won't tell anyone. Just let me get off of you so you can pull your shorts back up," I said empathetically. 

"Thanks," he said. I could feel him relax as he stopped squirming to try to get away from me. 

But I wasn't going to let his torment end that easily. As I slowly lifted my body up off of him, I could sense him letting his guard down as I lulled him into a false sense of security. As I started to turn to get off of him, I quickly turned back, grabbed the waist band of his shorts and yanked them down to his knees. His thick, hard cock flopped out onto his body, completely exposed to me.

"Nooooooooooooooo! God dammit Kerri!" he screamed as he tried to reach down to pull his shorts back up. I grabbed his wrists and slammed them to the floor. I laughed hysterically as I straddled his belly to prevent him from getting back up or reaching his shorts. It was like riding an angry bucking bronco, but my resolve to torment him was stronger than his will to get away. It also helped that I was in great shape and he was still just a scrawny kid.

"I love you, little brother," I teased as I brought my face right up to his. Our noses were practically touching as I just grinned salaciously at him. Even at 23, it was still fun to torment my little brother, especially with the way things had been going for me this summer.

"I hope you are having fun with all this," he muttered, red-faced as his body went totally limp. He had given up, his will completely broken. I could tell I had pushed him a little too far with my teasing.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I just couldn't resist. It's been a shitty time for me. You know that I really do love you, Jake," I said as I let my body relax against his. My face rested in the crook of his neck as I hugged him with my arms and my thighs.

"Thanks Kerri. I know you mean it," he said as he wrapped his arms around me to return the hug.

We laid there for a minute, just sharing our emotional warmth. But I have to admit, I was also enjoying his physical warmth and it felt like Jake was enjoying mine as well. I could feel that he was still hard. The tip of his cock was resting against the bare skin of my inner thigh, near my crotch, where my cutoffs failed to cover my skin. 

The tip of his cock was perilously close to my pussy and I could feel it throbbing. "It" being the head of his dick, but it was turning me on and making my pussy throb as well. I could feel his heart beating against me as I was locked in his embrace.

I turned and gave him a sweet peck on his lips. Maybe I held my lips to his a little too long and it was a little too sensual of a peck because I could feel a little bit of moisture from his mouth on my lips as I pulled back. I licked his saliva from my lips, and found that I liked the way he tasted.

"Let's get up," My response came in out in a hoarse rasp, uncertain of the way my body was responding to the situation. 

"Yea," he whispered and nodded, obviously a little turned on by it all. But he almost seemed a little disappointed, like he was hoping for something more. 

I rolled off of Jake and sat up, sitting on the floor while leaning my back against the couch. Jake pulled himself up to sit next to me, but his shorts were still down around his ankles. I couldn't help staring at his gorgeous prick. He was circumcised and that thick, mushroom head stared back at me tantalizingly. It was purple and shiny. He honestly had the biggest penis I had ever seen. 

"I'm sorry," he said, breaking the silence.

"For what?" I replied, turning my gaze away from his crotch to look him in the eye.

"For being so turned on. I've been so fucking horny lately and all that wrestling around just got to me. You may be my sister, but you are still one of the hottest girls I know," he admitted.

"Jake, I have to admit, you've got a great cock. I wanted to see the rest of it after I saw the tip pop out when your shorts slid down," I confessed.

A weird tension hung in the room as we sat there for a moment, silently sorting out our feelings.

"Would you......" Jake blurted out, but pulled back the rest of it as he turned away red faced and embarrassed, thinking better of what he was about to request.

"What?" I asked, feeling my heart skip a beat because I knew what he was about to ask.

"Just jerk me off. I need it, Kerri. Bad. Please," he pleaded as he looked away from me. 

"You need it from me?" I asked softly, reassuring him it was ok.

"Yes, if you want to," he managed as he closed his eyes.

"I do. I love you and this will be our secret," I said as I delicately reached down to touch his penis. He was trembling and a small droplet wept from the little slit that stared back at me. Jake quivered and expelled a long breath as I wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft. The flesh felt soft and hot in my grasp and I could feel the throb of his pulse coursing through it as I gently held him in my grasp. His breathing was ragged and shallow from excitement. I could tell that he wasn't going to be able to hold out for long. 

Slowly, I began to stroke up and down his hard cock. Several inches stuck out from either side of my hand as I slowly rubbed up and down. He arched his head as he leaned back against the couch. His breath came in soft, vocal gasps.

"Yes, just like that Kerri. It feels so good," he moaned.

I loved the feel of his prick in my hand, but wanted to make it a little slicker. I lowered my mouth down to his swollen cockhead to spit a little saliva on it, but I lost myself in temptation as I began to lick at the weeping bulb that poked out from my fingers. His precum tasted slightly salty.

"Holy shit, Kerri," Jake managed to murmur as he arched his hips.

I released him from my grasp as I ran my tongue down this thick shaft, all the way down to his furry pubic patch.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," he groaned as he clamped his eyes shut. His fingers gripped at the cushions of the couch as he was lost in ecstasy. 

"Did you like that Jake?" I whispered.

He managed a weak "Yes" as he nodded his head.

"Was that more than you wanted?" 

"N-n-no," he rasped.

I brought my face back to his. Our noses were only a few inches apart as I stared into his eyes.

"Do you want me to suck it?" I asked in a whisper.

Jake closed his eyes, bit his lip, and simply nodded his head.

"Say it Jake. I want to hear you say it."

"Yes, please," he said with his eyes still closed.

"Say it all, Jake."

"Please, suck my cock for me Kerri," he responded. His lids flicked open as he stared into my eyes, pleadingly.

"It's our secret," I whispered softly as I gently kissed his lips. 

I brought my face back down to his lap, gently kissing the oozing tip of his penis. A long stream of precum had dripped over the ridge of his cockhead and trickled down the shaft. It wetted my lips as I licked from the base of his pubic patch, up to the leaking head and down the other side of his shaft to his balls. His cock was a glistening mess of saliva and seminal fluid. 

Jake was moaning and gasping as he placed his hand at the base of my neck. His belly heaved with each labored breath. I stretched my lips around the thick head as Jake gently pressed against my neck, pushing my mouth down his shaft, encouraging me to take his prick.

Greedily, I sucked and slurped as my mouth slipped up and down his slick rod. I wasn't looking to prolong it anymore. I wanted to feel him cum just as badly as he needed to cum. It was no longer a matter of want, but a matter of need for my brother.

My head bobbed up and down on his prick as I ran my tongue along his shaft, gently sucking and making wet slurping noises as my lips rose up his member. I could feel the swollen head against the back of my throat each time I sucked him back into my greedy mouth. I could feel my pussy burning underneath my panties and cutoffs as I sucked Jake faster and faster. He was writhing and moaning with ecstasy. It was so lustfully wrong, but I didn't care. I just wanted make Jake feel good. I wanted to feel him cum in my mouth.

"Oh...fuck....y-y-yess....Kerri. It feels sooo good. I'm going to cum," Jake gasped as he pushed his hips up one last time. 

"Unnnnnngghhhhh" he groaned loudly. It was a guttural, dirty moan as his grip tightened on my shoulders. I could feel his cock pulsate as it filled my mouth with an explosion of warm, gooey spunk. Even when I knew he was about to cum, I still wasn't quite prepared for that initial burst of fluid. It made me jump with surprise and overwhelmed my ability to swallow it all. Torrents of warm cum splashed against the back of my throat and filled my mouth. It seeped from between my lips, pooling on his tightened sack. It just seemed like he kept cumming and cumming.

He was gasping and breathing hard as I could feel his cock begin to soften in my mouth. I let him go as I sat up next to him. His chest was heaving as he caught his breath and I wiped some of his cum from my lips and chin.

"Thank you so, so much Kerri. Our secret?" he managed, his voice still husky with lust.

"Of course. That was the first time you ever had your cock sucked, wasn't it?" 

"Yea, it was," he said sheepishly.

"It's ok," I reassured him.

"It was incredible."

"Better than jerking off, isn't it?" I asked as I rubbed his arm to let him know it was ok.

"Yes. Very much," he said looking at me lovingly.

"Now, how would you like to make me cum, Jake?" I said softly. My pussy was on fire with desire. I knew what I wanted from him as I stood up. He watched, goggle-eyed as I stripped off my clothes. My panties were soaked from my lust as I tossed them onto the floor. He stared at my naked body as I moved back to him, straddling his face as he sat on the floor with his back leaning against the couch. The backs of my thighs were on his shoulders as I put my hands on the cushions of the couch to steady myself. 

Jake knew just what to do as I ground my sopping pussy against his willing mouth. I could feel his tongue lapping at my drooling opening, exploring me with long, flat licks against my clit that made my thighs quiver.

"That's it Jake. Lick my clit, baby. Just like that." I gasped and groaned as Jake licked at my burning little nub. He had both of his hands on my inner thighs to both support me and spread me wide. His virgin tongue felt wet and wonderful sloshing against my throbbing clit as he licked me for all he was worth. 

"Oh yea, finger fuck me Jake. Do it, please! I groaned as my hips bucked against his mouth. My juices were dripping down his lower lip and chin. I balanced myself on the balls of my feet as I spread my thighs as wide as I could. Jake easily slipped two fingers all the way into my drenched opening. I could feel the knuckles of his hand against the lips of my opening.

"Mmmmnnnnnn, mmmmmmnnnnnn, mmmmmmnnn," I whined, from the back of my throat. My thighs quivered and my calves shook to hold me up as Jake explored the walls of my pussy. His slime-covered fingers twisted and churned inside me as he continued to lick my clit. Thick rivulets of clear fluid ran down the back of his hand. I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes in a tight grimace as he licked and fingered my pussy.




Making the Best of It



"Faster Jake, finger fuck me right there!" I demanded as his fingertips found the hot button of pleasure inside of me. I could barely stand up as he aggressively fingered my g-spot.

"Fucking shit, I'm going to cum!" I exclaimed as his fingers continued to pump in and out of my hot slit. My body shook with the explosion of orgasm as I came and came and came. I leaned forward and buried my face into the cushions of the couch, crying out my brother's name as he licked and fingered me over the edge to the best orgasm I had in a long time. 

I was shaking and sweating as I lowered myself on to Jake's lap, straddling his waist, I kissed his wet lips. They tasted tangy and sweet with my juices. Our tongues rolled and twisted in his mouth. I didn't care that he was my brother, he had just given me one of the hottest orgasms I had ever had and I wanted to kiss his wet mouth.

I held him in tightly my arms. My pounding heart was beginning to slow as I enjoyed the warmth of his body and the glowing feeling as my senses recovered from orgasm. We both reeked of hot sex, and I could feel that his cock had hardened again. I could feel it against the crack of my ass. It felt so dirty having him against me like that. 

"Are you turned on, Jake?" I asked, looking into his eyes.

"Yes," he managed in a whispered gasp.

"Do you want to fuck me?"

"Y-y-yes," he managed to stammer out, not expecting me to make that offer.

I rolled off of Jake, grabbed a pillow from the sofa, and placed it on the floor. I got on all fours, balancing myself on my elbows with my ass arched up for him. My pussy was wet and needing him as I spread my thighs wide for him. The pillow was on the floor at my face.

Jake knew just what to do. He slowly slipped that massive cock inside me. I could feel that thick head passing through my lips as he slipped inside with a firm and steady push, stretching me to my limits. My thighs quivered and the shock of his girth nearly toppled me over. I pushed my thighs back to meet his initial thrust and gave a soft yelp as he filled me completely. It was tender, yet lustful. We stayed like that for a moment, savoring the feeling of him deep inside me. We both just wanted one last hot fuck.

I savored every thrust he delivered to my sore slot, feeling him fill me and then slide out. I begged him to fuck me to one more orgasm.

"Make me cum Jake, make me cum again. Fuck your dirty sister," I grunted.

"So fucking hot, so fucking hot. You feel incredible!" he groaned.

I rocked my hips to meet each of his thrusts. Faster and faster he fucked. His balls bounced against my clit with each thrust and I could feel his hands on my ass, palming me. His body slapped against mine. I squealed a "Fuck me" with every slap of his sweaty body against mine. I knew I was taking his virginity. It was hot and carnal and I loved every fucking thrust he gave me.

I was up on my hands, arching my back and thrusting against Jake as he attacked my pussy. We were like a piston engine as he slipped in and out of me. I could feel the tingling in my crotch growing stronger with each of his thrusts and I could tell he was getting close as well as he pounded my pussy even faster.

"Let it cum, Jake. Let it cum! Do it baby, inside me!" I exclaimed as his sweaty body slapped against me harder and faster.

And then it happened. With one final thrust I could feel his throbbing cock explode inside me, flooding me with his warm cum. The sensation pushed me over the edge as my body shook with my own orgasm. My pussy clenched down on his spasming cock, holding him inside me as we continued to cum together. I buried my face in the pillow as I cried out my brother's name. My spent body went limp as we collapsed on the floor together. Jake's warm body rested on top of mine. We laid there for several minutes, sweaty and sticky from sex as we both tried to catch our breath and come back to earth. 

"Oh my gosh Jake, you are a great fuck," I finally managed to say as I twisted around to give him a sweet peck on his lips. All he could do was manage a goofy smile.

We rested on the floor a little longer, cuddling before going upstairs to shower. We lathered each other, cleaning the sweat and sex from our bodies. Afterwards, we took a nap together in my bed and I gave him a quick hand job before our parents came back from work. It was our little secret as we grinned and blushed at each other during dinner that night, our parents completely oblivious to the tension that hung between us. 

The next morning I hugged Jake as he packed his bags to head off to college. My pussy ached a little as I held him in my arms. But my heart ached even more, knowing I was not going to see him for several months until he came home for the holiday break. I was going to miss him, even more after the intimacy we shared. "Text me and call me, Jake," I said as he got in our parents car.

"I will, sis," he said. He looked a little sad as the car pulled away, taking him off on the new chapter of his life. I smiled to myself. I knew things would be better for him at college. I couldn't wait to hear from him.



Making The Best of Phone Sex



**Satirical view on the how-to's of phone sex**

On-line relationships. They are everywhere, in all forms. On all levels. I have had a few. I have a few. On various levels. But what happens when you take that on-line relationship one step further? I’m talking about the ultimate experience of a long distance relationship where two can merge emotionally and share physical feelings without any physical contact with each other. I’m talking about phone sex. 

So you meet what you think is the nicest person on-line, and over time you share all kinds of things. You know each other as well as you know yourselves. He or she is fast becoming someone you want to spend lots of time with. Then comes the big question. “Can I call you?” And with all the heated exchanges you shared on-line, you now think the call will lead to phone sex. There goes the comfort level. 

How bad could it be to chat on the phone and possibly share an intimate moment or two with someone? I have accepted this proposal a few times, and each was different. There are simply some people who are better left coming to you through a computer screen, and some you wish you had talked to a whole lot sooner. We all connect to people in various ways. On-line and off-line. But you have to remember, the walls or comfort level will disappear in time. Now you have to interpret what they are saying through the inflection in their voice, and not with the use of punctuation or smiley faces. Lots of people can do this. Some cannot. There are those who can make you swoon or make you wet or hard with a simple exchange of words on-line, but get them on the phone, and you suddenly feel as if you are with a telemarketer, who is trying hard to sell you something.

I have been talking to one guy in particular for several years, four years in fact, as he constantly reminds me. We met while I monitored a sex chat room for one of the big Internet Companies. So naturally the dialog in this room allowed us to exchange all kinds of intimate information easily. The sex chat rooms promoted all kinds of dialogs and the sharing of sexual information was in abundance. Nothing held back. We eventually reached a point in our relationship where it was decided we needed and wanted to take the next step. Of course we both came to this conclusion at different times, and not together. We did eventually share this very intimate act over the phone, and I have no regrets. The sharing of phone sex was something we stumbled on to very naturally. And with each call we share, we get more comfortable. And as with anything we do in life, there are always ways to improve or learn from others. I would like to share a few tips for those who might be considering this experience. And by no means am I an expert. I have learned from my own experience and from others.

One of the great things about talking online for many people is the lack of, or limited boundaries. There are no walls for most. You can be as honest as you want, or you can add spice and lots of flavorings. There are no rules. For most. Photos also fly over the Internet wires. One only hopes they are getting the realistic view of the one they have come to bond with. 

For example, I had a friend who met and chatted frequently with a man who complained about his working 60+ hours a week in a huge law firm. He simply had no time for the simple pleasures in life, so he would log onto his computer at his office desk and she would entertain him, meeting some of his sexual needs. She was his only outlet, or so he said. When he did mail her a photo, it was a picture of a guy who obviously worked out many hours a week, and tanned in a salon as much. That relationship ended real quick. 

My point here with this story, it’s truly more fun having the person’s image in your head when you are engaging in mutual masturbation over the phone. I like knowing what the guy looks like who is asking me to tell him how I would ‘ride’ him. I want to know it’s physically possible. This may not be a concern for those who are truly just there for the “getting off.” So if you think there’s a chance photos might be swapped, be honest.

Ok, so you have connected off-line, and things seem to be going well. Remember though, this was the person who made you hot through a computer screen. This was the person who typed out all those things that made you want to wrap your legs around the computer screen and pump it frantically. The person who told you what they wanted to do to you if only they had the chance. So now what? How do we go transition from extremely sexual and hot IM’s or emails, to simple conversations about the kids and the job, and then back to the hot dialog you want to happen over the phone?

It’s not always easy. I had a person call me once who jumped right into telling me how he wanted to pull off my panties and do me. I had just returned from doctors visit for a pap smear. Rule of thumb: Timing is everything. Make sure you both agree on the right time to call. It’s always nice to enjoy some simple chat at first too. Now I am not saying you have to discuss the dogs visit to the vet that am, but it’s always nice to see how their day has been. Setting the mood. It seems to me it’s a good thing to call when you are both relaxed. There is nothing fun about feeling stressed and now having to perform over the phone. 

I can only imagine the poor person after a lengthy period of erotic dialog sitting on the other end of the phone thinking to themselves “I wish they would cum, because I have a dentist appointment in 20 minutes.” If you are uncomfortable being honest and saying ‘this is not going to happen’, then I would recommend ‘faking’ at this point. It saves you the aggravation of trying climax when you can’t, saves a few phone bill dollars, which in the end may help add more calls heading your way, and think of the poor person who really does have something to do. And for those of you who do have plans, you might want to think about making the call when you really have time. No one wants to hear, “I only have five minutes, lets go for it.” Quickies only work off-line. This is real life. People don’t always perform on command. 

It’s always a good thing when you are comfortable using words that usually turn someone on. For example, you can’t go from asking him to “fuck your pussy” in online chat or emails, to “please put your penis in my vagina” when on the phone. It’s not going to work. You can’t land a fish with inadequate bait. If you have to, practice saying the words out loud. Be consistent in the dialog. Use the words that turn your partner on. Maybe there are some people who turn to gel over the word ‘vagina.’ Know what your phone sex partner likes. Don’t drag out whip and chains in your dialog if you know your partner is not into that. He or she might get frightened and hang up. ‘What could he be thinking, I never told him I liked threesomes!’

It’s also a good idea for those of you who have more than one phone sex partner to keep track of who likes what. Keep a notebook by the phone if you have to. I wouldn’t want to be confused with your other lover who you are sharing a bi-sexual relationship with. Don’t ask me to do things with a penis I don’t have. It’s always good to allow your partner some insight into things you enjoy about sex before you share on the phone, and again honesty is key. How uncomfortable would your partner be if all along in on-line chats you were the romantic knight on the white horse, who whisked her away for a night of passion, and now suddenly the only way for you to achieve a climax is to tell her you want to tie her up and drip hot wax on her? 

It’s also a pleasure when the dialog plays out what might really be happening or going on if you were both really together. And it helps if it’s realistic. It would be an instant turnoff if the dialog starts out slow, and within minutes you are now climaxing and your partner is still thinking about getting started. Unless of course you are both into rapid sex. You can’t possibly be able to suck on my toes and then my neck and then lick the back of my thighs all within seconds. I’ll get dizzy with all the rapid movement. Keep on track.

And lastly, unless you are in this just to get someone off, which is admiral to some, you have to be able to feel comfortable in being able to masturbate or at least touch yourself. Now you may laugh, but I have known people who truly had no idea. “He asked me to tell him if I was wet. How would I know, I was dressed and in my office.” I’m selfish. I want to share in the experience. 

You have spent time online getting to know one another. Taking the next step, for some is a big step, for others a walk in the park. It’s an intimate act that two people can share, or more if you are doing a party line thing. Phone sex is a great way to act out mutually shared fantasies, or a way to introduce your partner to things that might turn you on. It does get easier as time passes, and with each call you share. Sharing a climax over the phone is a very cool thing. 

Being able to get someone to this point through phone wires can be a challenge, but one worth the effort. Whatever your comfort level is, try to learn to enjoy it. Sometimes that’s all we get. Make it worth it. I can’t imagine life without it now. And one final thought, don’t forget to laugh when it’s appropriate. Sometimes a chuckle or two helps ease the tension that might exist.



Making the Best of TEOTWAWKI



Todd Breuer had survived 4 long years since the crash of the United States government, not without a lot of work, ALOT of work mind you, but he and his family had survived. There had been all the money problems, inflation, devaluation, and precious few jobs to earn any kind of money no matter how much or little it was worth. There had been the riots when the Govt "benefits" had run out. There had been the large numbers of people that died from drinking unsanitized water, the ones that had starved to death, the ones that were shot when they tried to take up stealing directly from folks since the govt was no longer able to do it for them. There had been a lot to deal with and Todd, his wife Emily or Em, their 4 children and Katy, a young lady from down the street, had managed it.

Katy had come to live with Todd's family after the second set of riots, the ones when most of the town was burned down because the govt trucks had showed up with very little food and the cops had kept it all for their own families. Todd and Mark, Katy's father, had ridden into town to try to help a friend's family that was afraid of the rioters. One splinter group of these "people", Todd always gritted his teeth when he said that, had come down the street that Todd and Mark were on trying to help this family pack. It got very ugly very fast. Both men had come prepared with battle rifles and started laying down a field of fire. Mark ran into the house to get their friends while Todd provided cover, then the six of them started an organized retreat. The mom and one of the kids got shot, but they were not badly wounded, the family was able to get out of the city and the last Todd saw of them they were headed to a relatives house out in the country. The last he saw of Mark.........well, he didn't like remembering what he last saw of Mark, it salved Todd's soul very little to know that Mark died instantly or that he was in a better place, all that counted was that Mark was dead and his daughter was alone now.

Katy's Mom had died a couple of months after things started to get really bad, 3 months before the second riots, she had been a diabetic and with power and transportation being so spotty, she and all other diabetics had run out of insulin pretty fast. Her own insulin had gone bad because there had been no way to keep it cool.

So Todd and Em had taken in the 16 year old girl and had treated her just like one of the family. She had become a big sister to the Breuer's kids the last 4 years. Katy still hurt deeply for the loss of her parents but couldn't imagine living anywhere else now. After 4 years of hell, things were settling out to a slow steady grind.

Todd had been a prepper for years when the mess had hit the fan. Yeah, Katy didn't know what that was until after she had been staying with Todd and Em for several months. As she started coming out of the fog of sadness over the death of her parents, she realized that the Breuer's were working hard to survive every day but they still had stuff; animals for meat, milk and eggs, a very large garden for vegetables, gas stoves to cook food without making a fire and basic stuff like you used to be able to go to the store and get, stuff like she had once had in her own bathroom. Stuff like soap, lotions, needles, matches, lighters. Around the country most people were starving, going without power, freezing in the winter time, dying because of infections from things like cut fingers and on and on. But the Breuer's, they had food, water, medicines, toothpaste, their cellar was like a small convenience store, they even had enough books to be like a small library.

Other than having to live "the farm life" things weren't so bad for Katy. Out in the country like they were, 5 miles from their nearest known neighbors, there weren't any scavengers or"zombie biker death squads" coming by so the family settled into a quiet everyday routine. Todd didn't even mind everyone staying bathed. He felt it cut down on illness and made everyone feel much better. The danger was that if someone knew you were bathing, they knew you had "stuff" and if you had stuff, "people" would kill for it. Since he often dealt with people wandering by or with distant neighbors, Todd himself would get a little more "musky" smelling before he took a bath but everyone else bathed every other day. Except for the hard work and no cars or power it was much like going to see her grandparents had been before the crash Katy thought.

Back in the "old time", before the crash, Todd and Em would have bought a bigger house as their kids got a little older. As it was with 3 adults and 4 kids living in a 3 bedroom house, it was getting cramped. All the Breuer's kids were boys, boys that were now 13, 11, 10 and 8. At first it hadn't been much of a problem, 16yo Katy had bunked in the 4 and 6 yo's room. But Katy had gotten older just like evryone else and one day Em realized that things needed to change.

That day was in May of the 4th year since the crash. Em was on her way up from the orchard after having checked on the peaches, when she heard Katy, through the bathroom window, talking to herself.

"Todd, wouldn't you like to taste my bare pussy?" "I sure would like it!" Katy said seductively while swishing the water, Em knew the swishing noise because she made it herself in the bath, it was Katy rinsing a razor in the bath water. Having become friends as Katy got older Em had mentioned to Katy about Todd liking bald pussy, had Katy seduced Todd? Em could feel herself getting mad, "That lil bitch, after all we've done for her!"

Em had started shaving "all over" years ago. Todd was definitely a guy that liked to eat his peaches, so to speak. He would always really get into it and before the crash would look like a glazed doughnut when he would look up from between Em's legs. As such he had talked her into keeping herself shaved down there. Em so enjoyed the orgasms she had from Todd's ministrations she had gladly agreed and had kept herself that way ever since. When the crash came she had quit shaving to save the razors, and Todd had a fit.

"I can't watch football on TV anymore, there's never gonna be beer or hot wings again no more movies or popcorn! The least I can have is a clean shaven and sweet smelling pussy to eat!" So Em had made sure to keep herself the way Todd wanted, after all, he was the man above all men that stood between her and the savage world, she intended to keep him happy. Not because he might leave, where would he go, but the crash had changed the way people thought about lots of things and the way Em thought was as hard as Todd worked, she would take great pains to give him any and all pleasures possible.

"Please Todd, can you kiss my pussy for me. I'm so lonely, I feel like I'll never have anyone for myself. Please Todd, you can even make me a Mommy too!" Katy said plaintively. "Em said you like bald pussy, would you like mine?"

Suddenly Em wasn't so sure about what to do. She stood there under the bathroom window listening to Katy finger herself, at least considering her breathing and moans, Em was pretty sure that was what Katy was doing.

Em hadn't thought about it that way. There were no boys Katy's age anywhere within miles, the lack of people this far out in the country had been what kept this family safe. Katy had grown from 16 to almost 21 years old with not a single kiss or hug or anything else that wasn't from "family." And Katy had definitely turned into a full grown woman. Em suddenly felt a deep heartache for the young girl and wondered what she could do to help while walking back into the house.

Finding the girl a boyfriend was fundamentally out of the question. Although Todd hadn't had to deal with any strangers in almost a year, what or who was "out there?" Not much was what, the Breuer's did keep in touch with 2 households of elderly neighbors a couple miles away and those neighbors had said that both towns nearby had been burned to the ground and there were ZERO people worthwhile near either town, nothing but cutthroats, drug addicts and rapists. Em involuntarily brought her hands to her throat at the thought of such people while looking out at the horizon. Em's oldest boy wasn't even a consideration, even though he had grown so much the last 4 years, he was still just barely a teenager. Todd was the only viable option. But could she share Todd with another woman? The very first thought that popped into her head was HELL NO! Todd was her man. Em decided to think on this for awhile as she started fixing another dinner of rabbit and pinto beans.

For the next several days Em watched Katy more closely around the house. She had always been really great with the boys, helping to mediate conflicts, kissing booboos, playing games with the two youngest boys, but she was also now sneaking off ever so often for little quiet moments here and there and coming back with red misty eyes, it was heart wrenching to see. Em also watched her around Todd, Em noticed that Katy definitely had that dreamy gaze when she was near Todd and even spied her once grinding herself down onto the corral fence while taking a break from helping Todd with the pigs but Katy never did anything that would cause Em to think she was trying to seduce Todd. 

Em considered the differences between Katy and herself. Em was Irish to the bone, red hair, almost translucent skin and freckles everywhere. She had a figure. After baby boy number 2 her tits had really blossomed and boys 3 and 4 put the finishing touches on a fair rack that sagged not one little bit yet, and those tits sported nipples that got as hard as Chinese arithmetic and 1/2" long when she was horny. She also had nice round hips and a decent ass thanks also to her pregnancies, all on a 5'5" frame. The last 4 years of lean dinners and hard work had also trimmed whatever little extra weight she had ever had. Despite working so hard every day Todd would still try to get into Em's pants most every night.

Katy was simply gorgeous. She was 5'9" tall and had olive skin with jet black naturally curly hair that was down to the small of her back, a heart shaped ass with breathtaking hips curving up to a waspish waist and tits? Holy Molly! Katy had been going bra less for 3 years now as none of Ems bras would come close to fitting her and those nipples pointed straight to the heavens. Katy was so beautiful that she had even made Em horny on several occasions when Em had caught her dressing or had brushed past her in the hall or kitchen.

Hell, Em remembered that one time they had both had to help Todd with that pregnant cow whose calf has hung up. Em had wound up standing behind Katy with her arms wrapped around her, both of them holding the cow for Todd. Em was spooning the girl, the cow's pulling and their movements to keep hold causing Ems pussy to grind against Katy's ass, Em's face was in the crook of Katy's neck smelling her hair, her own hard nipples pressing into Katy's back. Em remembered now that Katy had turned her head and seemed to have nuzzled her ear and Em could swear she could remember hearing a small moan. Em had gotten so wound up that when Todd had come to bed that night she had practically attacked him.

Em finally decided, we'll just have to change this family a little bit, and if Todd doesn't want another wife, I'll have to love that girl up myself.

The question was how to get Todd past feeling like Katy's stepfather and into feeling Katy up. Em was pretty sure that if she didn't scare the hell out of Katy, that she would gladly go along. 

Em wondered if Todd had noticed the hard young body traipsing around his house, it would be impossible not to. Em devised a plan and put it into motion that very afternoon.

When Todd come into the house from the garden that night he was rather stinky. As was his habit he only bathed once a week and was still 3 days from that bath. Em sidled up next to Katy and looked at Todd.

"Phew!, Todd, you stink!" Em exclaimed "The first day or so after your bath you smell kinda musky and sexy but right now you just stink!" Em said elbowing Katy in the ribs. Katy turned from the sink where she was peeling potatoes and nodded an agreement. "You need to go take a bath Todd, I'm wanting to get lucky tonight!" Em prodded.

Em heard a little sigh come from Katy as Todd walked towards the back of the house where he had added on a room with a stove and a bath for family bathing. The stove could heat the water and keep the room warm and the tub was on blocks so it could drain out of a hole in the wall.

As Todd was walking away Em steeled her resolve and turned towards Katy. "Katy? Sweetie." " I need to talk to you about something." Em said putting her hand on Katy's shoulder. Katy sort of cocked her hips and turned her torso towards Em, "Shoot, I'm all ears."

"Well," Em said "actually you're way more than all ears."

"Huh?"

"Katy dear, I just realized a few days ago that you've grown into quite a beautiful young woman." Em was rubbing Katy's shoulder and pulling at strands of her black hair.

For her part Katy's brow furrowed and she tried to get a fix on where this was going.

"I apologize, Katy, for not thinking about how lonely you might be here."

"Oh no! I love you and Todd and the boys Em!" Katy interjected.

Em shushed her and said, "It's ok, I heard you in the bathtub the other day talking about Todd"

Katy recoiled in horror and started to cry out, "I'm so sorry, so so so sorry!"

Em tried to sooth her, "It's OK, I promise it's OK!, sssshhhhh"

Katy started to calm down, "What do you mean it's OK?"

Em replied, "I realize that we are in a tough situation, there's only 1 decent man for, as far as we know, 100's of miles in any direction. Since there's only 1 man seems like there's only 1 solution and that's for us to share him."

"Oh, Em!" Katy cried out, "You don't have to, you can't do this! You two are married! You love each other!"

"Sweetie," Em purred, "Todd and I both love you too, and the way I see it, lots of folks have done this for years and made it work, why can't we?"

"Besides," said Em with a certain finality in her voice, "just look at you, you can't keep sleeping in my sons room in my threadbare nighties that have been too small for you for 2 years already!"

Em laid out her plan. Katy kept protesting but Em just shushed her and kept on going through the details which basically amounted to Em getting Todd so hot and horny that when Katy came in the room, he'd screw her or go crazy!