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Mary, Mary

By: hollywoodjim



Author's note; This story serves as a prequel to the series known as Richie's Place and documents how one of the resident came to the house.



Mary Delaney sat alone in the silent living room of her Ohio home. The last of the mourners had left and night was approaching. Though she had largely given them up, she watched the smoke drag upward from her cigarette. She stared at the framed photo of her with Bill, her now late husband. 

He had been such a perfect provider for her. 

Bill was a successful CPA and they had a lovely home in an upscale neighborhood and a small circle of friends they socialized with. 

He was such a good provider for her.

Though the culture had begun to change around them, it had largely stayed out of their comfortable existence. Mary volunteered for Bobby Kennedy's Presidential campaign in 1968 and was excited when told she and her co-workers would meet the Senator on his way to the convention in Chicago that summer. She mourned with the nation when his campaign ended so sadly.

He provided such a good life for her.

How could he have ended it the way he did?

She learned that the massive and fatal heart attack he suffered was not from the stress of tax season, as she'd been told, but from the attentions of his secretary, Debbie. 

And now she was alone.

Mary looked out the picture window at the house across the street owned by their friends Ed & Sally Randall. She'd been friends with Sally since High School, her husband Ed was an ex-Marine and equally successful real estate developer and their home featured a grand swimming area that was the scene of many summer parties where the drinks and laughter flowed equally. 

She looked around the room, so many mementos of their time together. She decided that it might be best to call it a night, begin the next chapter of her life in the morning. 

As she undressed, she glanced in her closet and saw the silky nightgown she often wore. He'd always loved her in it. Bill had been a tender lover, though she wondered if there was more to sex than what she did with him. He loved her body, her large DD tits and always welcoming pussy. So why was their lovemaking confined to him on top of her? She'd heard whispers of self-help books that promised to "spice up" their sex lives but figured why mess with a good thing?

After all, he was such a good provider for her.

She turned off the air conditioner, the evening quiet and cool breeze felt nice on her body. She neatly folded the black dress she'd worn most of the day and hung it up in her closet. Over her shoulder she could see Bill's closet, the sliding doors were open. His suits neatly hung and organized according to color and style, sharply pressed, neat as a pin. Shoes arranged equally and always shined to a mirror finish. 

And behind the shoes a cardboard box, one she'd never noticed before and would have only seen at his office. It was the kind accountants kept ledgers or other important items in. Bill was not one to keep personal things in boxes like this. And when it came to their financial papers, it was scrupulously organized and kept in the file cabinets in his den or the antique banker's safe he'd been given by a retiring client. Curiosity now got the better of her and she pulled the box out of the closet.

Written on a label were dates; "1-66 through present"

What could that mean?

She removed the box top. Inside were neatly stacked issues of Playboy magazine, in order by dates, starting in January of 1966. Each issue was kept inside a plastic envelope with a white sticker indicating the issue date, Playmate and the subject of that month's interview. There was even a letter grade for the Playmate. She wasn't shocked or angry. Looking at the front covers she saw subscriber labels with his name and his office address. She'd always heard about this magazine but never really looked through an issue closely. 

Nothing to stop her now, she thought.

Still clad in just her bra and panties, she took a few issues out and took them to the king-size bed she'd shared with Bill. Its sheets felt nice and cool against her body. The TV was on, the sound low in the dim room

She began to read the magazine like she would any other. She soon came upon the centerfold, and she hesitantly opened its folds. She breathed in slightly and wondered if this was what turned Bill on. The woman was beautiful, she knew that. But her tits weren't as big as hers, and there was no pussy to be found. She had this little hussy beat, that's for sure. 

She had a pussy, alright. 

She saw the girl's name, Diane Chandler, Miss September 1966. OK, not bad, she thought. Dianne had short and cute brown hair. Her tits looked very nice, maybe C cup size. She looked like the college girls she saw around town. Cute ass too from what she could see.

She took out another issue and flipped through that one too. She was intrigued at the variety of girls in the magazine. All different types, it seemed. Some were blondes, some brunettes, even a few redheads. Just then, she glanced up and saw her reflection in the large mirror over her dresser. A larger, antique one hung on an opposite wall. She thought how it must look, her reading Playboy magazine in just her underwear, looking at pictures of naked women. That just wasn't done. It was un-ladylike. It was beneath her standing in the community. It was so naughty.

And suddenly she was starting to like it.

Mary got off the bed and took an issue over to the dresser and opened a centerfold. The busty blonde in the centerfold looked a little like that actress Angie Dickinson she'd seen in the Sinatra movie "Oceans 11". She and Bill loved Sinatra and his buddies, he'd been lucky enough to get tickets through a client to one of his shows when they went to Las Vegas and she felt so glamorous that night. 

Oh, the memories.

Mary looked at the centerfold again. She boldly reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. Her big tits were freed and she struck a pose like the centerfold. With her flaming red hair, she felt just as glamorous and exotic. Then wondered what if she went further?

Mary slid her panties down, exposing the red bush between her legs. She now stood naked before the mirror. Those centerfolds never looked like this, naked as the day they were born. She actually liked what she saw and it intrigued her looking at these other girls in the magazine. She'd never thought to look at any of her girlfriends when they were all younger and back in high school. But she knew a few had looked at her, at her growing chest. It was not proper. 

Proper? Was it proper what Bill had done to her with his young secretary? What did she have that Mary didn't?

As the night went on, she lay naked on her bed with the magazines sprawled out around her. What she saw and read continued to intrigue her. The variety of the girls, all so pretty, she wondered what it felt like to be so desired by men just on a photograph alone 

What was out there?

Around 2 AM, she finally fell asleep. It was mid-morning when she awoke, still naked on the bed. She reached for her robe, but then thought, why bother? She did her normal morning routine totally naked. It felt so liberating in a way as she sipped her coffee and read the morning paper at her kitchen table, completely naked.

The more she thought about it, the more she knew there was something else out there. Something she'd never fully experienced. And reading those magazines Bill had kept hidden from her only reinforced that belief, but where to start?

A few days later she met with their attorney, an old friend of theirs who informed her that as his wife, she was the sole heir to his estate. Bill's careful accounting had made her a rich woman. Their house was nearly paid off and there were two cars in the garage, a Cadillac for Bill and a Mustang convertible for her. But she saw no need to gloat, whatever arrangements Bill had made would continue for her. If she wanted to make any changes in her life, she'd be well cared for.

She had to find something new, to move on as it were. She was in no rush, the day was hers. She started off through the city park and went past a group of what seemed like high school boys, probably football players. She could hear some of them talking as she breezed by them.

"Whoa what a body on her." One said

"Come on, she's old enough to be your mom!" dismissed another.

"Better looking than Charlie's mom, that's for sure."

It almost sounded like they were ogling her body, it made her smile. She made sure to look over her shoulder at them, like she heard what they'd said, and appreciated it. The look on their faces said it all. Especially one with brown hair wearing a blue jacket with a white racing stripe down the front, he caught her eye more than the others. He didn't seem like other teenage boys with their Beatle haircuts, nor was he one of those hippie kids she sometimes saw. No, this one looked nice. 

Perhaps she'd found what she was looking for. She smiled at the thought.

The routine of suburbia was still a part of her life. And the shopping centers were still part of it. Her food shopping was routine, one of these, a pound of that, a special price on this. She saw some of her friends there, other wives with demanding husbands. Well, maybe not demanding. As she went through the checkout line she chatted with one of them, Barbara from down the street. She was married to their lawyer and had been a big help to her in the time following Bill's passing. Barbara was a slim brunette who'd once been a beauty queen, how she still had that body Mary didn't know. 

Her purchases rung up she suddenly saw who'd been bagging her groceries, it was the boy from the park who'd caught her eye. 

Now, this was interesting, she thought! 

"Um...would you like to me to carry your bags to your car, Ma'am?" he shyly asked

She'd been asked that so many times before but this was different.

"Oh, yes...that would be fine..." she said as she looked for his nametag before finally seeing his name "...Randy."

Randy played second base on the baseball team at his high school. The supermarket job gave him extra cash which he hoped to put towards a car, or maybe a motorcycle like his friend Danny had, though he knew his parents would be firmly against it. Now he was in the presence of the lady he and his friends had gawked at that day in the day in the park. His friends were a mix of athletes and car guys, with a few secret stoners mixed in.

As they went out to her car, he wondered if he should dare say something to her, she felt the same way. She'd driven her white Mustang this day and he quickly loaded things into the trunk.

"Thanks, Randy...I've seen you before haven't I?"

"Oh, uh, yeah I-I think I saw you in the park the other day."

"Yes, that's it." She said "you were with some other guys, right?"

"Yes, they're just uh, guys I hang around with." He stammered

"From school?"

"Uh-huh...that's it."

"How long have you been working here, I don't seem to recall seeing you before?"

"I just started a couple of weeks ago. It's just to get some extra cash, you know."

"I see." Mary replied as she reached into her purse "Well, consider this some extra cash."

Mary handed him a ten dollar bill

"I'll see you around, Randy." She said as she got into her car

"Uh, yes..." he said then quickly added "Thank you Ma'am!"

Mary slid her sunglasses down

"Oh, please, call me Mary, Mary Delaney." She said with a sly smile added

"Right, okay." Randy said with a small wave as she drove away

Mary looked into the rearview mirror at Randy, then gleefully laughed 

As the seasons changed, she continued her new life, as it were. She still socialized with their friends like before. She still missed her husband, still wondered what lay ahead for her.

But her weekly shopping trips took on a whole new meaning as she made sure to have Randy handle her bags every time. She looked forward to the chats they had each time, and she loved the effect her little flirtations had on him.

One thing that had changed was a newfound confidence in her body. She suddenly enjoyed being naked in her home. When the sun went down, her clothes came off. 

Pretty soon summertime arrived. It had been a long cold winter, and she welcomed the long hot days ahead.

"Mary, I'm not taking no for answer." Sally said on the phone one hot day "You're coming over and cooling off in our pool. It'll be just like old times. Besides, I think you're due for some fun."

"OK, Sal, I never could win an argument with you."

"Great, see you in a while. I'll leave the front door open for you.

Ed and Sally had done a big renovation of their backyard during the spring and Mary was eager to see the results. Sally was right, she was due for some fun. Those football guys in the park still lingered in her mind, though. 

If she could, what would she have done with Randy, the one who gave her the eye, or all of them for that matter? All of them looked good, nice and strong from all that football. She thought about Randy especially. As she got out her swimsuit and undressed, she paused as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Her naked body looked good. Her tits were nice and big, and her pussy inviting to that person lucky enough to see it. What would Randy do? He looked so nice. Mary's hands began to wander her body as she thought about Randy, what would he think of her body? What would his friends think? Her fingers began to softly touch her pussy, she was wet. She now lay on the bed, her fingers now softly rubbing her pussy, the feelings of pleasure came over her, it had been so long since she felt them. Her finger now dipped inside her pussy and she gasped slightly. It went inside her again, a little deeper this time. She was overcome with passion and pleasure the more she did this, she wanted it. Her breaths came fast and furious. Oh, how she wanted to feel the touch of another man, the way his hands would be on her. All over her body, yes, she was close now, she could feel it coming, that feeling, like a wave of ultimate pleasure, it was here! She cried out loudly in her bedroom as she felt every bit of her orgasm, it felt so good! She could feel the moisture on her fingers. She took one and gave it a lick, she tasted good. 

Once she'd regained her composure, she sat up and looked at herself in the mirror. She felt so sexy.

She knew what she wanted now, and by coincidence, Mother Hubbard's cupboard was a little bare.

But how could she do it? How could she tell a young grocery boy that she desired him? She'd have to plan this out somehow. For now though she was looking forward to an afternoon at her friend's pool.

She quickly grabbed her one-piece swimsuit and threw it into a tote bag with some suntan lotion and her sunglasses, she figured Sally wouldn't mind if she changed over there.

She headed across the street to Sally's house and knocked on the front door before opening it slightly and calling out her friends' name.

"Come on in!" Sally yelled from outside

Sally Randall came in from the backyard. Mary was taken aback when she approached and saw her thin pink robe untied and she was naked underneath.

"Uh, did I come at a bad time?" Mary asked hesitantly

"No, not at all!" she replied "just working on an all over tan, you should try it."

"Oh, I don't know about that."

"Come on, no one's gonna see you. It's why we put that big wall around the yard, remember?"

"I see, but still...I feel a little funny about..."

"Being naked? Don't be, you'll be fine. It's not like I haven't seen you naked."

She was right. Mary and Sally had gone to school together and spent many summers at a nearby lake with their families. Sally's body was equally beautiful, she had thick blonde hair and her breasts were as big as Mary's, they were two busty beauties all right. But whereas Mary had been self-conscious about hers, Sally didn't mind the attention from the boys. 

"If you're still nervous, wear this 'til you feel comfortable" she said as she took off her robe and handed it to Mary "I'll get us some drinks, iced tea OK?"

"Yes, that'll be fine" Mary said as Sally walked off naked towards the kitchen

Mary was still uncertain about all this as she stood naked in their bathroom, but a quick glance at herself in the mirror made her think back to just a little while ago, being naked in her bedroom and dreaming about Randy. Maybe she should get used to this. She quickly stripped and boldly walked out into the sunlit backyard carrying the robe, she wouldn't need it.

"Wow, Mary you look great!" Sally said as she sat up from the chaise lounge she'd been lying on.

"This just feels so weird!" she said nervously as she looked around and then sat down on another lounger "isn't Ed home about this time? What if he sees me?"

"Aw, don't worry about it." Sally said as she handed her a drink "he's on a business trip and won't be home 'til later tonight. It feels good the way sun hits you doesn't it?"

"You're right about that."

"I was nervous too my first time. So was Ed when we went out to that resort last summer."

"What resort was that?"

"The one in Florida, it was a naturist's resort."

"A naturist's resort? What's that?" 

"They're also called nudists' colonies."

"You're kidding me?" Mary said, shocked "you mean one of those places where..." her voice drifted off. Sally nodded her head.

"You and Ed went to one of those places?"

"Uh-huh. It was, well something I'll say that."

"That's crazy!"

"I thought so too. But after awhile, it was pretty nice."

"But, my god, Sally! Naked people staring at you, that's just so strange."

"Well, lemme tell you what's not strange, honey" she said "Ed and I had more sex that weekend than anytime since we got married."

Mary held her hand to her mouth in shock.

"I was so sore when we got home, all that fucking." She giggled

"Well, of course. There were so many pretty girls there, I'll bet it drove Ed crazy."

"Mary, it wasn't just pretty girls."

"Huh?"

"It was the men there too."

"Oh, my..." she somehow said

"It was...wonderful." Sally said with her eyes closed and a look of pleasure on her face

"But...but that just seems like cheating if you ask me."

"Not if Ed's there, he felt the same as you. We both went there with an open mind, we still love each other. That's what's most important. I think it brought us closer together too."

Mary was still unsure what to think of this. 

"I know how much you loved Bill and all, but don't shut the door to new experiences, Mary. I think Bill would feel the same way, he'd want you to be happy."

New experiences, she could relate to that. She'd been eyeing Randy, wondering if she could get together with him somehow. Now her best friend was telling her of a wild time she'd had with her husband.

"Tell me more." Mary said

"About what?"

"The resort, the men...what did you do?"

Sally smiled

"Oh, everything!" she said with a smile "It was like a big beach party, but we'd sneak off with other couples and..."

"Other couples?"

"Uh-huh, like those parties we went to as teenagers at the lake. We'd have a couple of drinks, talk for a bit and then we might go off into the woods or back to our cabin with them."

Mary and Sally were both lying face down on the loungers letting the sun warm their skin. Mary was rapt-eyed as Sally continued.

"We swam naked in the pool all the time, we even fucked in the pool one night."

"What about the other couples?"

"Oh, yes. There was one couple there, I think they were from Georgia, they brought their son with them."

"What! But that's illegal isn't it?"

"No, no, he was old enough. They wanted him to have sex with someone they could trust...and guess what Mary?"


Mary, Mary



"What?"

"It was me."

Mary was speechless

"You and this boy, um, you..."

"Uh-huh. It was great!" she said "He'd never been with a girl before so they thought a woman of experience would be best. I was just flattered that I'd be his first."

"Oh, my god."

"He might've been young but he learned fast, we did it like 5 times. He wanted to try everything, it was so sexy."

"What was Ed doing?"

"He was fucking the kid's Mom with her husband."

"Unbelievable."

"Oh, it was, especially after I did it with them, boy could they fuck! That's when they decided I should be his first."

All this was making Mary's head spin, she couldn't believe all she was hearing. She wanted to hear more but also wondered if she could be as wild as Sally. What would her husband have thought?

He'd been so good to her, maybe it was time she was good to herself?

"I wonder if I could be like that?" she wondered aloud

"What?"

"Could I do the things you did, would I be as good as you?"

"You're wondering if you'll like it?"

Mary nodded

"Like I said, if you open your mind to new experiences, it's wonderful."

"I guess Ed had fun, huh?"

"Uh-huh, he always made sure I was okay with whatever we did, usually he was close by, just in case I felt uncomfortable."

"Were the women, there, um, pretty?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well..." she started "not long after Bill died, I found a box with all these Playboy magazines and I started to look at them."

"Uh-huh"

"I wonder if those women turned him on more than me."

"Good question, I doubt it." 

"Why?"

"Ed looks at that magazine sometimes, I do too, it's okay."

"Is that why he wanted to go to that place?"

"No, it was pretty much my idea. I wanted to try it, just once you know."

"I think I'd like to try it just once."

"You already are now, in a roundabout way."

The girls giggled and drank their tea

"You've certainly got the body for Playboy, Sal."

"Oh, come on!"

"No, I mean it" she said "I remember long ago how the boys looked at you."

"They looked at you, too."

"Yeah, but I know why they looked at you."

"Why?"

"Well, you had the girls there."

Mary looked down at her tits and smiled

"You've got a nice set too, you know." Mary said to her friend

"Yeah, we're just a coupla big-boobed bimbos!" 

They both laughed

"Mary, seriously...what are you thinking about?"

Mary gave serious thought to Sally's question

"It's been a long time since you were with anyone," she said "are you feeling, lonely?"

Sally's directness was a bit of a shock, but Mary knew just what she was saying. 

"You can be honest with me, you know."

"It would be nice to have someone around, I'm just not sure if...if..."

"If it's right?"

Mary nodded

"It should be someone you can trust."

She nodded again

"Someone like Ed, maybe?"

Mary was stunned

"Sal, you're being...I don't know..."

"I'm being a friend, that's what I'm doing. You'd do the same if it was me, right?"

"B-b-but that's different! I-I-I'm not like you!"

"Someone like you should never be lonely" she said before standing up "I'll get some more drinks, you stay out here."

Sally went inside and left Mary alone on by the pool. She turned over and let the sun beat down on her naked body. Sally had certainly given her a lot to wrap her mind around. There was so much going on she'd never known about. It was intriguing to say the least! She knew Ed was quite handsome in his own right, and who knows what he was like behind closed doors with Sally.

But take advantage of her best friend's husband and with her permission too? Could she do what Sally offered? It was just too much to think about. She just needed to clear her head of all these thoughts, just relax.

A cool breeze woke her, she must've dozed off. Thank god, she'd put on sun block so she wouldn't burn. Sally seemed to be nowhere in sight, though a new glass of iced tea was next to her, its ice had almost completely melted. She got up and looked around, it was much quieter now. Her watch said she'd been asleep for nearly an hour. She found the robe Sally had given her and put it on, leaving it untied as she went inside the house. No sign of her in the kitchen but she could hear voices in the next room and some strange sounds, like heavy breathing. The sounds grew louder as she got closer to the living room.

She turned the corner and her hand went to her mouth as she suddenly gasped. She quickly ducked behind the wall, but looked around the corner just enough to see them.. 

Sally was lying on their large curving sofa, her legs were spread and she was moaning for some reason. Her eyes opened and closed as waves of pleasure seem to cascade over her. Then she let out a long cry and her back arched. Mary was hypnotized by what she saw as Sally then began gasping rapidly. Once her breaths slowed, she looked up and smiled widely

"Whoo...that was nice!" she said

Mary then saw why. Her husband Ed's head was between her legs. She caressed his head and her big tits. She'd never watched two people doing such an intimate act.

Ed stood and Mary put her hand to her mouth again. Sally sat up and held Ed's dick in her hands, softly caressing it. It was enormous to say the least and seemed to hang down close to his knees and was very thick too.

It was beautiful, she thought.

Sally gave it a big kiss on its head and began licking all around it.

What was she doing?

Sally then lay back on the couch again and opened her legs, her pussy had a nice batch of hair around it, no tan lines either. She was smiling as wide as her legs were open.

Ed moved in front of her and Mary watched that enormous, "thing", begin to slide inside her pussy. Further and further it went in.

Mary was awestruck.

It was all the way inside her friend's pussy!

And now she was watching her best friends fucking! Ed was pushing in and out of her, Sally gasping and moaning constantly as Ed steadily pushed inside her, fast, and then slow. Sally held onto the arm of the couch as best she could as he fucked her. 

Her robe was still open and her hand had drifted down between her legs and the tingly feeling told her she was getting wet down there again as she softly rubbed her pussy. It felt so good!

She always knew Ed was very athletic, had played a lot of football and been in the Marines, but to see him like this, and with her best friend too was so overwhelming for her. But she couldn't avert her eyes to what she was watching, or deny the fact that she was enjoying what she saw. Ed slowed down and deeply kissed his wife, her eyes were closed and mouth open. He was all muscle as he began to fuck her hard, her mouth opened more and more until a scream came from it followed by a heavy groan from him. They were both breathing heavily now as he collapsed onto her.

"W-w-welcome home, honey" she gasped

Mary took this as her queue to disappear. She quietly gathered her things and crept out to the backyard and then back across the street to her house.

When she got inside, she took a deep breath. She'd seen the most amazing thing, watching it was one thing, but could she have participated too? She heard Sally's voice in her head telling how she "shouldn't be alone", and she was right.

But how should she do this? 

She glanced out the window to her own yard, and somehow the "responsible side" of her reappeared. The lawn needs cutting, she thought

Yes, I'll do that tomorrow. 

Then another thought came to her. Why should she do the lawn, there must be somebody in the neighborhood who could do that, make a few bucks.

Somebody like Randy, perhaps?

Mary smiled. Yes, that would be fine, very fine!



Mary, Mary



Mary, Mary,

Quite contrary and as I found out, wanted a big cock.

This happened several years ago when I was 23, married to Debbie.

My name is Don; I'm 23, 6'1", 200 pounds, built pretty well, not weight lifter good, but ok. I have a 9" cock that I have always wanted to slide into Mary's body, in several places. Little did I know that the time was going to come that I would get that chance?

Her name is Mary; we've been friends for quite a while. She was always sassy, cute and had a great body. She is 25, 5'7", 130 pounds, 36 x 24 x 35. Nice uplifting breasts, a nicely shaped, rounded ass and great legs. Mary is married to Jack. From what I knew, it was an ok marriage but not great.

We were all at a party one night. The food was great and the booze and beer were flowing. Mary and I were talking about this and that, you know, just shooting the breeze. We were also flirting with one and another for a while. I broke away to get something to drink. Mary said that she had to visit the restroom. As she left, she turned to me and smiled, cocking her head a little towards the bathroom. Did I imagine that or did it happen? I was going to find out, maybe, just maybe, this might work out.

I followed her to the bathroom and waited. A couple of minutes later, the door opened and Mary started to come out. I pushed her back into the room, looking around to see if anyone was watching, followed her in, closed and locked the door.

I took her in my arms and kissed her. She didn't fight me and started to kiss me back. I backed off, looked into her eyes and went back for more. Her lips were smooth and moist. I slowly ran the tip of my tongue over her lips. She opened her mouth and her tongue met mine. We kissed passionately for a minute. I reached up and cupped her breasts. She moaned into my mouth as we continued to kiss.

Mary then broke the kiss and sank to her knees in front of me. My cock was fully hard and tenting the front of my pants. She unbuttoned and unzipped them. Reaching in she grabbed my throbbing and by this time dripping cock. Mary pulled me out from my shorts and moaned, "Oh what a nice, big, hard cock!" Before I could even say anything she engulfed the head of my cock and ran her tongue over and around it. Her small hand barely reached around the girth of my shaft as she slowly stroked it up and down. She then started to suck me deeper into her hot mouth continuing to run her tongue over me.

I leaned back against the counter and placing my hands on her head, guided her slowly up and down my hard shaft. She got the rhythm quickly and I was able to let go of her head. She slowly and surely took all of my 9 inches down deep into her throat. Mary held the head of my cock into her throat and started to hum. The sensation brought me to the point of shooting my thick cum into her throat. Just as I was about to cum she pulled up, gripping the bottom of my shaft tightly, stemmed the flow of my sperm.

I moaned as she held me in her hot mouth. I pulled back and started to thrust back into her throat. She didn't expect it so fast and gagged a little but got right back into sucking me, hard. I again grabbed her head and pulled her down onto my cock, down to my balls. I then started to fuck her mouth like a cunt. I fucked her mouth slowly at first and gradually started to do her faster. After a couple of minutes I felt the tingling in my balls and told to get ready that I was going to shoot hot, thick sticky cum down her throat. She moaned on my cock and sucked harder. At that point my orgasm hit me and I shot a huge load of cum down her throat. She didn't miss a beat and took it all. Mary kept sucking and stroking my cock until she made sure that she had all of my cum.

I pulled her up from the floor and kissed her, hard. Our tongues intertwined together. She broke the kiss, told me that we would continue this another time. I told her to give me a call when she was ready.

About a week later, my wife was at work, I was alone in my living room, watching a movie and the phone rang. It was Mary; she asked if she could stop by the house in about 30 minutes. I told her to come on over, that I would be waiting for her. I quickly jumped in the shower to clean up.

The doorbell rang and when I opened it, there she was, looking just beautiful. I opened the door and let her in. I inhaled her perfume as she passed by me, my cock already hardening. I closed the door, pushed her against it, took her in my arms and kissed her, hard. My tongue pressed against her lips, forcing them apart and slid it into her hot, moist, sucking mouth. We kissed like that for a minute. I then moved my hands up and grabbed her beautiful tits. As I caressed her, Mary moaned into my mouth. I quickly unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it from her body. Her tits, encased in a very sexy lavender, lace bra from Victorias Secret. Her nipples standing up nicely, showing through the lacy material. I squeezed her breast and felt her hard nipple. I took it between my thumb and forefinger and squeezed it softly. Mary moaned once again as I felt her beautiful tits. I moved from her lips and started down towards those luscious nipples. I took one in between my lips and sucked on it softly as I softly caressed her other tit. 

Mary's breathing was getting heavier as I made love to her breasts. I moved a hand down over her flat stomach, unfastened, unzipped her shorts. I pushed them down revealing her matching lavender, lacy bikini panties. I moved my hand over her mound and felt the hot wetness she was emitting. She was soaking her panties. I moved my hand up a little and slid it under them and moved it back down to her hot, dripping cunt. I slid two fingers over her lips and felt the gooey wetness from her pussy. I caressed her lips and a couple of minutes later, slid them into her cunt. She ground her pussy into my fingers as I started to fuck her with them both. I moved my thumb up and over her clit, softly pushing on it, moving it around and over her delicate nub. Suddenly Mary cried out, "I'm cumming, Oh my God Don, I'm cumming!" Her juices flowed out over my hand and down her thighs. She was quaking as she was cumming, her body shaking.

I took her hand in mine and led her to my bedroom. I pushed her onto it and told her to stay at the edge. I knelt down, spread her thighs apart and moved up to her gushing pussy, her panties totally soaked, her lips molded to the lacy material. I took ahold of her leg, moved down and started to kiss and lick my way up from her foot. I slowly moved upwards and caressed her gorgeous leg. I got to her thigh and moved inward. I could smell her arousal from the time I started at her foot. I sucked, kissed and nibbled my way up to and around her steaming pussy, never touching it. 

I kissed around her delicious smelling cunt and moved down to her other leg. I made love to her thigh as I moved a hand over her soaked cunt. I massaged my hand into her pussy as I kissed, sucked and nibbled my way down her other leg. Mary was grinding her body into my hand; it was getting coated with her juices. I got down to her foot and moved back up between her thighs. I moved my hand away a little and placed my mouth over her steamy pussy. I could feel her lips through the saturated satin material of her panties and sucked them into my lips. As I sucked her, I moved her panties to the side, slid two fingers into her gripping pussy and started to fuck her with them. Mary started to cry out that she was going to cum. I moved my fingers up and found her G spot. At the same time I took her clit in between my lips and sucked it hard. Mary orgasmed intensely, her body shook, her legs clamped on my head, she grabbed it and pulled me in deeper. I kept sucking and fucking her flowing cunt until she came again and then again.

By this time, my cock was ready for a hot pussy. I pulled my shorts off, then my underwear. I pulled her panties from her body and moved up to her saturated pussy. My cock, hard as a rock, dripping pre-cum like a faucet moved into her lips as I pulled my fingers out. I kept pressure on her clit and slid all 9 inches of my cock into her body at once.

Mary cried out in orgasm again as I buried my shaft into her body. "I'm cumming, I, I, I'm cum, Oh my God, Don, I'm cumming!" I pulled back a little and slammed back into her pussy. She kept moaning and crying out in her orgasm. I started to pick up speed and fucked her long and hard with every inch of my turgid cock. Long, slow thrusts into her body, pushing up against her cervix kept her moaning, fucking back up against me in rhythm as she continued to orgasm. She kept crying, "Fuck me, Oh Don, fuck me, use me, make me your whore, fuck me hard, harder, faster baby, give me your huge cock!"

I gave her what she was telling me to do. I started to give her my cock, harder and faster. Using every inch of my rock solid, pulsating cock. Our combined juices mingling together were making her hot, wet pussy even wetter. Her walls were grabbing my shaft, milking it for all she could get. I took her legs in my arms and brought them up over my shoulders. This gave me a better angle and a little deeper penetration into her sweet body. I bumped into her cervix , pulled out and then rammed it back into her. I penetrated her cervix and entered her womb.

Mary again screamed out, "Oh fuck, Oh my God, oh, oh, I, I, I can't, I can't, no stop, I can't take, Oh fuck, I'm cumming again!" I gave her all of my cock fucking her like a mad man. I was starting to feel my balls tighten up and new that I would be cumming soon. My balls would empty, shooting my hot, thick, sticky sperm into her body. I didn't say anything; I grabbed her hips, pushed her legs back a little more and slammed my cock into her womb. My cock erupted, firing load after hot load, bombarding her womb with hot cum. I filled her womb then kept shooting into her. My cum filled her pussy and ran out over my shaft and down over her beautiful ass onto the bed.

Mary was still cumming, "I feel it, I feel your cum filling by body Don. My god, so good, so fucking good." My cock was being milked dry by her pussy walls. I finally stopped firing my sperm into her body. I lay on top of her as she started to calm down. Her breathing was coming in gasps as she tried to relax. I kissed her softly, like two lovers would kiss. I reached up and caressed her breast as my deflating cock slid from her hot, wet pussy dripping with our combined fluids.

I held her in my arms as we kissed. She moved over my leg with one of hers. I felt her pussy on it. I stroked her body as we kissed. I felt a sensation in my cock again and took her hand and placed it on my cock. She started to squeeze and stroke it. After a minute I moved a hand down and caressed her hot pussy. Moving the palm of my hand around and all over her. She moaned as she continued to stroke my shaft. I was starting to rise a little and told her to suck me. Mary didn't hesitate. She leaned down, turned around in a kind of 69 position. She engulfed my cock and sucked it like her life depended on it. I brought her pussy over my face and pulled it down to my mouth. I slid my tongue into her pussy, still dripping with our cum.

She soon had my cock at full hardness, she was grinding her pussy into my mouth as I tongue fucked her and sucked her clit. I was again feeling the tingling sensation in my balls knowing that I would again cum soon. I pulled from her mouth, turned her around and placed her on her stomach. I pulled her sweet ass up and put her on her hands and knees. I spread her legs apart opening her pussy and ass up for me. I placed the head of my cock to her pussy and thrust inside to my balls. Mary cried out, "Fuck me, fuck me, give it to me, fuck my pussy Don, fuck it, make me your bitch, your cum slut. I love it, I love your cock in me anywhere, Fuck me!"

I kept slamming into her; I took a couple of fingers and slid them into her body next to my cock. I brought them out, coated with our juices and placed them to her rosebud. I pushed in one and fucked her with it, continuing to fuck her pussy with my cock. I then again placed them in her pussy and then moved them to her ass hole. I pushed them both in, moved them around opening up her tight, hot hole for my cock. I didn't know if she has had anal sex, but I was going to give some to her.

Mary was again panting, moaning and telling me to fuck her harder. I was going to give her a little more. I reached around, finding her clit and squeezed it. She exploded in orgasm. I pulled my fingers from her ass and my cock from her pussy. I took her ass cheeks in my hands and pulled them apart. As she was cumming I moved the head of my cock to her rosebud and pushed it in. She cried out as my cock entered and then slid into her ass opened up with my fingers. I pushed all 9 inches into her body, pulled her back against my balls and held it in her.

A couple of minutes, I felt her move a little on my cock, the walls of her beautiful ass squeezing my shaft. She was ready and I started to slide my cock in and out of her former virgin ass. After about 2 minutes, she was really moving with me as my cock fucked her. I held onto her hips and slammed it back into her. I picked up the speed and fucked her long and hard. She was groaning and moaning, "Fuck me, fuck me, so good, so fucking good! Fuck my ass Don, give it all you have, fuck me, fuck me. I'm going to cum, you bastard, you're going to make me cum fucking my ass!" 

"Take it my cum slut, fuck my cock with your hot, beautiful ass! You're so tight; it feels so good around my cock. I'm going to be cumming, cumming in your hot ass. Filling your body with my cum again." I grabbed her hips hard, pulling her back against me. I felt her walls milk my cock and it exploded, shooting load after load of my sperm deep into her bowels. It filled her body to overflowing and ran out around my shaft and down over her pussy. I fucked her until my cock started to get soft, then fucked her some more. We were both exhausted. I lay on top of her, feeling her hot body under me.

I came off her, turned her over onto her back and pulled her into my arms. We had been going at it for 5 hours. We kissed, I told her that we should take a shower and get cleaned up. She agreed, we turned the shower on, getting the water nice and hot. We soaped each other up, cleaning our bodies together. Mary knelt down and took my cock into her mouth once more. She sucked me into her throat again and made me fire some more cum into her. There wasn't much left but she took it all. I soaped her up and knelt before her and ate her pussy, making her cum again. We finished washing each other, then we dried each other. We got dressed, I kissed her softly and she left. We vowed that we would continue anytime that we could get together.



Mary, Mary Ch. 02



Mary Delaney had quite the experience at her friend Sally Randall's house. Sally had told her about a trip she and her husband Ed had made to a "naturist resort" and it "blew her mind" as the saying goes. Ed & Sally had quite the experience with an out of state couple they met there, who'd brought along their son, who'd just turned 18. Sally had proudly given herself to him and found that though inexperienced, was an eager enough student whose newly found sex drive she enjoyed thoroughly. 

What really made an impression on Mary though was when she inadvertently watched Ed and Sally fucking, and she thoroughly enjoyed that.

But how to tell her friend what she'd seen? 

Sally decided it was best to be totally honest with her friend. She even thought of rehearsing what she'd say to her. She finally got the nerve up to call her friend.

"Sally...um, I need to tell you something."

"OK, what?"

"Um, when I was at your house the other day...I fell asleep on that raft in your pool..."

"Uh-huh, I do that all the time."

"Right, um...s-s-so I fell asleep and...well, when I woke up...I went in the house and..."

Her voice drifted off.

"Oh, I know what you're trying to say."

"You do?"

"Sure, let me ask you this..."

"Yes?"

"Did you like what you saw?"

Mary was speechless.

"You saw us, right?"

"Y-yes."

"What did you think?"

Mary couldn't respond. 

"You liked it, you just don't want to say so, right?"

Mary somehow croaked out a "yes".

"Good, I'm not ashamed of what Ed and I do" she said "In fact, I wanted to ask you about that."

"You did?"

"Sure, I want you to come over and spend the night with us."

Mary didn't know what to say, Sally seemed to be implying something but she didn't know what.

"What are you saying?"

"I, I mean, we, want you to spend the night with us. It's high time you had some fun, why not have it with people you know?"

Mary still didn't know what to say.

"And I won't take no for an answer." Sally added.

Sally always knew just what buttons to push with her.

"O-okay...I'll be there." she said hesitantly

"Don't be so nervous, you'll be fine. We'll see you at 7."

"Okay."

"Oh, and Mary?"

"Yes?"

"Don't wear underwear."

Mary spent the remainder of the afternoon thinking about what might happen. Sure she knew Sally was right, she did deserve to have some fun, and she was turned on by what she'd seen. But would this be trampling on the memory of her husband? She finally decided to simply keep an open mind, her friend was smart enough to know what to say and what not to say. She could always change her mind.

But the stories Sally told, the experiences she'd had with, and without, her husband were amazing. What was in store for her?

Seven o'clock came and she appeared at the door of her friend.

Sally quickly appeared wearing what seemed like a flowing, silky bed sheet.

"What is that?" Mary asked admiringly.

"Oh, this?" Sally replied "It's called a caftan, Bill brought it back from one of his trips. I love it, it's like a robe but without the belt. And it's all silk, too. Feel it."

Mary felt the soft, thin material, then realized how thin it was. 

"Um, are you...?" she timidly asked

Sally nodded.

Sally was naked underneath the caftan, when Mary felt the material, her hand brushed over Sally's nipples. 

"Did you leave something at home?" she asked

Mary nodded.

Just as Sally requested, she'd left her underwear at home.

Sally smiled.

"Good, trust me, it'll be fun." she said before adding in that resigned tone all married couples adopt at some point "Ed's doing his grill master routine outside, let's go."

Ed was outside by the pool grilling steaks for them and he showed what a master he was at grilling. The drinks and conversation flowed freely. 

After dinner, they went back inside and downstairs to the furnished basement where in the past they'd all celebrated New Years, birthdays, anniversaries, even held a stag party for one of Ed's co-workers. It had a full bar, comfortable chairs, and a sleeper sofa. Ed opened a bottle of wine from the small stock he kept on hand. Sally and Mary were on the big couch, Ed in a chair close by.

"Did I tell you we're going back to that resort next month?" Sally said.

"Which one?" 

"The special one...that I told you about."

Mary suddenly knew.

"Oh, that one! I heard you had quite the time there." she carefully replied.

"It was different, I'll say that." Ed said as he took a sip of wine.

"He's just being modest." Sally said "He was a total horn dog!"

Ed blushed a little.

"You know you were, don't deny it!" Sally laughed

"I just don't know what that would be like...all those naked people walking around like it was nothing."

"Wearing nothing, too." Ed quickly added, making everyone laugh.

"You'd fit right in, girl." Sally said "You've got the body."

"She does." Ed said.

There was a silence when he said that. Sally looked at her husband, then at Mary.

"He's right." she said calmly.

Sally now moved closer to Mary.

"I told Ed what you wouldn't be wearing." she said as she looked at him, then at Mary.

"And he knows what I'm not wearing, too." she said "Watch me."

Sally got up from the sofa and sat on Ed's lap, they began to kiss. Slowly first, then with growing passion. Ed's hand went to Sally's full breasts, she reached inside the caftan and pulled one out, which he eagerly began to suck.

Without panties, Mary knew she could easily touch her pussy but she was too nervous to even think about that. Even though the sight of her friends was driving her crazy.

Sally looked over at her now, her eyes were half-closed.

"Oh my god...this is so good..." she moaned "Like what you're seeing?"

Mary again nodded.

"Why not show us?"

"Show what?"

"How much you like it?"

"How can I?"

"You know how...just do what comes...naturally." she said in a breathless, near whisper of a voice.

With that, Sally loudly moaned and pushed Ed's face into her tits.

Mary nervously pulled up her summer dress and exposed her bright red-haired pussy. 

Maybe not wearing panties was a good idea after all since she was already super wet. She unbuttoned the top of her dress and began to caress her tits as she watched Sally slowly pull the caftan up and off her, showing she'd been naked underneath the entire evening. Sally's huge tits were fully exposed now.

"Ed loves my body...don't you, hon?" she said

Ed nodded, his tongue was still licking her tits.

"You'd love to see her body, wouldn't you dear?" while looking at Mary.

Ed nodded again.

Sally looked over at Mary.

"Well?" she said

Mary was caught in a dilemma, she knew she was turned on watching her friends, that was apparent since she'd spied on them the other day. Even more so was the fact her pussy was exposed to them now, and her equally big tits were practically exposed too.

It had been so long since she felt this way.

Sensing her hesitation, Sally stood and walked over to her.

"Stand up." she said in a calming voice "I know it's been a long time for you, don't worry, you're OK. You're with us."

Sally softly kissed her cheek.

"It's OK." she repeated softly.

Sally opened Mary's dress further until it dropped to the floor, Mary was just as naked as her friend. Whatever nervousness she had slowly disappeared. She turned to Ed, whose eyes widened as he saw her and his wife completely naked in front of him.

"I think I know what needs to be done now." Sally said to Mary "I'll do this...unless you'd like to do the honors?"

"No, you do it...I'll watch."

Sally went over to Ed, who stood up. They kissed as Sally began to unbutton his pants. Mary stood and watched his pants fall to the floor and his enormous dick was revealed. The more she looked at this twitching monstrosity, the more she was "turned on" as the hip kids said.

"What do you think?" Sally said with a naughty smile as she held it in her hands and began to slowly caress it, she could barely get her hand all the way around it.

"Nice, huh?

Mary nodded.

"It's something!" she finally said with a giggle.

"You should've seen the faces of the people at the resort." Sally said before adding "I do declare!" in a comical southern accent that made everyone laugh.

Ed's dick was getting harder and harder the more she held it.

"He was a fucking stud, weren't you, dear?"

Ed nodded.

"You were a little sex machine, too." he said to her

"This got a workout." Sally said as she pointed to her pussy "All that young cock...not to mention young tongue too."

"Show her what you mean." Ed said

"Ooohhh...gladly, dear."

Sally knelt down and turned to Mary.

"Watch this..." she said with that naughty smile of hers.

Sally began to lick all around his dick before its huge head went into her mouth, then its full length disappeared.

Mary was shocked, and aroused. Though she'd never told Sally, she knew she could suck cock too, or give blow jobs as it was called (she'd heard the phrase somewhere but couldn't recall exactly). Bill, her late husband, enjoyed her technique but was more into her tits and pussy.

"What do you think?" Sally said when she came up for air "Wanna give it a try?"

Mary thought for a minute.

"I've got a better idea." she said before cupping her big tits "Maybe he'd like a handful of these?"

Sally and Ed both laughed

"Oh, yeah he would!" Sally laughed as she went back to sucking his dick.

Mary got close to Ed and kissed him as his hands went for her tits.

"Wow, they're incredible." he said

"Just as good as mine?" Sally said

"Every bit as good." he replied

Ed softly caressed Mary's tits, and she felt wave after wave of pleasure as his hand made her nipples diamond hard. Then she felt his hand on her pussy, it was dripping wet now and his finger easily slid inside her. Another feeling came over her, her ass was being softly felt now. She glanced down and saw that it was Sally's hand on it. She didn't care, it only felt good.

She began to moan softly as these hands felt her most private areas. 

Sally stood up and kissed Ed deeply, then trio held one another close and Ed softly kissed Mary, then Sally kissed Mary on the cheek.

Then she kissed her lips, instinctively her mouth opened and their tongues merged.

"That feels good." Mary said

"I loved it too." Sally replied as they kissed again

Mary was completely flustered, and aroused. She could only giggle, Sally did too.

"Wow." they both said before Sally kissed her husband, then Mary.

"Look at this." she said to Mary.

Sally held her husband's dick, it looked enormous.

"Whaddya think?" she giggled.

Mary's eyes widened as she saw it.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"It is..." she said.

"He's gonna fuck me with it..." she said in a lascivious whisper "...he'll fuck you with it too..."

Mary was breathing in short little gasps now, a mix of nervous anticipation and rampant lust.

"But first...he's gonna make me feel good...really good..." she said in a soft voice.

"Let's go to the bedroom." Ed said

Mary felt positively giddy with excitement as they walked totally naked through the house, she couldn't take her eyes off Ed's enormous dick, not to mention seeing Sally's ass. She knew she was very wet "down there". 

Their master bedroom was beautifully furnished in shades of white. Ed turned on some soft jazz music that added to the mood. The trio were very relaxed on the huge king size bed and all three kissed each other deeply. Ed began to kiss Sally's tits, giving her nipples extra attention. Mary watched, then leaned down and hesitantly kissed her nipples too.

"Oh, yesss..." Sally sighed "That feels marvelous...both of you kissing my boobs."

"You like that?" Ed asked Mary with a naughty twinkle in his eye.

Mary smiled and shyly nodded. She'd never kissed a girl like this before. But then again, everything she'd been doing with her friends was new to her, and she liked it. 

"I can tell." he replied "You look beautiful, you know that?"

Mary blushed a little, then impulsively kissed Ed. Both kissed Sally and returned to licking her tits. Ed now began to softly kiss down her body. Sally shuddered as she felt his kisses, then she opened her legs. Mary looked down and could see her thick, dark pussy hair. Sally breathed in sharply and her mouth was open, Ed's face was buried between her legs. 

Sally began to moan, her head slowly moving from side to side, a look of ecstasy on her face. She slowly turned to Mary and smiled.

"Kiss me...please kiss me..." she sighed.

Mary had a moment of indecision, then she looked at her friend and smiled.

She leaned in and kissed Sally deeply, their tongues freely touching. Sally gasped and then moaned loudly.

"Gonna cum...ohhhhhhyessssss!" she cried out.

Ed sat up, looking satisfied with his work.

"I'd like to make you feel good, Mary." he said

"Oh...I don't know..." she stammered

"You have to, hon...you'll thank me for it." Sally said

"But it's just so...I-I don't know...what should I do?"

Sally sat up and gently held her.

"Just relax...it'll feel good, I promise." she said looking straight at her.

Mary finally nodded and switched places with Sally.

"Just relax...lay back...I'll be right here." she said to Mary she held her lovingly in her arms.

Ed's magical tongue immediately sent Mary into orbit. She was being held by Sally who whispered in her ear.

"Doesn't that feel good...he does it so well..." she said softly "just let yourself go, hon..."

"Oh my god...it's so good...ohhhhhh I feel it...oh god, yes..." Mary gasped.

"Let yourself go...if you're gonna cum do it...he loves that."

Mary didn't realize it, but Sally was holding and caressing her tits.

"Oh yesss...I love your boobs..."

Mary was in heaven, she hadn't felt this good in so long. She could feel an explosion building inside her. She let out a scream of pleasure and lay back on the bed.

But the pleasure was only continuing. She could still feel her pussy being licked and fingered. Ed was as good as Sally said he'd be.

She finally had the strength to open her eyes and look down between her legs. Her eyes widened.

It was Sally licking her pussy! Ed was standing near the foot of the bed and had pulled Sally's ass close to him.

Sally looked up at her.

"I've wanted to do this for years." she said with a wicked smile.

Mary was at first shocked, but this was such an incredible experience. She was feeling and experiencing things she'd never dreamed of.

It only got better.

Just as Sally resumed licking her, she looked up, gritted her teeth and grunted as Ed's monster dick entered her from behind.

"UH! Do me baby...do me Marine style!" she grunted as he fucked her while she licked Mary's pussy.

What a sight to see, Ed's strong body and muscles seemed to be rippling with every thrust into Sally. And she was still licking Mary's pussy too.

"Fuck me babe...FUCK ME!" she screamed

Ed roughly pulled Sally up and tightly held her around the waist as he kissed her neck. Then resumed thrusting into her, her mouth was open as if to scream in pleasure.

"Lookit that pussy...like lickin' that pussy...huh?" he growled at her.

"I love it! I love her pussy!" she cried "Wanna watch you fuck her...fuck her!"

Sally looked at Mary, whose fingers were buried in her own pussy.

"You wanna fuck, Mary...huh?" she asked

"Oh yes...wanna fuck...wanna be fucked."

Sally and Ed "dislodged themselves" and she had Ed lay flat on the bed.

"Get on top, this'll be good for you." she said to Mary.

Mary was a little nervous at what was happening. She nervously climbed over Ed's dick and slowly sat down on it, watching Ed's face as Sally guided it in. She felt incredible as his enormous dick went inside her, then further inside her.

"Wow, babe! You're taking it all...oh my god it looks so sexy!" Sally said happily.

Mary began to rock back and forth, then up and down on his dick. She felt so filled up by Ed. Sally watched intently, then gave her a big kiss and started to suck on her tits again. 

"Oooh I want some of this too." Sally said.

Sally swung herself over Ed's face and smiled widely as his tongue went into her pussy again. 

"Oh my god this is wonderful!" she yelled "Isn't his dick great?"

Mary couldn't reply, she was in ecstasy, feeling so free, so wonderful.

She knew her husband was smiling on her now

"GOD YES!!" Mary cried out.

Ed began to grunt now.

"Gonna cum...gonna cum..." he grunted.

"Cum in her pussy!" Sally moaned

With a gut-level groan, Ed exploded into her. She felt like a fire hose had gone off inside her. She fell into Sally's arms, crying and laughing.

"That's it, hon...oh let it out." Sally said in the same way.

"I love you...oh I love you both." Mary said through her tears.

They were all exhausted and lay sprawled on the bed.

"My...my god I can't believe it...that was incredible." Mary finally said.

Sally sat up and gazed at her naked friend.

"I loved it too...you were beautiful." she said in a soft voice

They stared at one another before Sally leaned down and lovingly kissed her friend on the lips.

"I've never done anything like that...you know, with..." Mary said

"A woman? Don't think about it." she said reassuringly "You did what felt good, there's nothing wrong with that." 

Mary nodded.

"It just felt strange..." she said softly before smiling "...but you're right, it felt good. Not just with you but..." she turned to Ed who was now dozing.

"My stud?" 

Both held their hands to their mouths to contain their laughter.

"Come on, let's get a drink." Sally said as they carefully got off the bed and went back downstairs.



Mary, Mary Quite Contrary!



I am what you might usually call a computer geek and married Mary, who I was introduced to by a mutual friend, when I was 26, some fifteen years ago. Our first meeting was set up as a blind date when Mary was asked to make up a sixth at a dinner party and to everyone's surprise, including my own, we just hit it off and we wed less than a year later.

Now, I know I'm not bad looking - just nothing special, whereas Mary is attractive. Not the tall, model type who many of your writers describe, but small (5'4") and pretty, with a short bob of black hair, blue eyes and a perfectly proportioned figure - nothing too big or too small - just right. The thing that most people notice about Mary is her skin which is perfect; no moles, no blemishes, no scars which makes her look much younger than her 40 years. She is quiet and rather prim and proper, which sometimes gives an impression of aloofness. 

We have always had a fairly ordinary relationship, with similar likes and dislikes and a good steady sex life. Apart from trying different positions and watching the odd porn movie which I had been given at work - which, incidentally, Mary thought were rude and dirty - we had settled down into the 'once a week' routine that many married couples do.

My job as an IT manager for a large multinational company in Los Angeles has meant doing evening shifts working 6pm to 2am for ten days a month, which means that many nights Mary has been left on her own until I got home in the early hours. She has never minded this and we needed the money that shift working provided. Normally I would get in and the house would be dark, however, one night I noticed that my computer had been left switched on. I went to close it down and was shocked to see that the browser was logged on to a porn site featuring men with big dicks. Looking at the other sites she had visited that night, I saw that they were all on a similar subject, sometimes showing the men having sex with women as well as being sucked off by them.

I turned the computer off and pondered how I was going to raise this with Mary, if at all. I mean, it could just be a one off. That said, I set the computer to retain a record of all the sites she looked at in the future. At the week-end when she went shopping I checked Mary's activities on the computer and was amazed at the frequency and time she had spent visiting sites like bigmancock.com and bigdick.com. Every night she had been looking at these pictures and I must say, it aroused me to see some of the men screwing the women in the pictures.

Was Mary having an affair? Her e mails didn't indicate so and I decided to put her current infatuation with these sites down to a curiosity which would pass with time. It came as a hell of a shock two weeks later when Mary said she wanted to talk to me about something.

"I want to have sex with another man." she announced as if it were part of our normal conversation.

"You what!?"

"I want have sex with another man" she repeated

I was stunned "Who?" 

"Oh. I don't know. I haven't decided yet." She said, matter of factly.

"I don't understand."

"What don't you understand? What I just said?"

"No. I don't understand how you can come out with a comment like that. You want to have sex with another man, but you don't know who. Why don't you know? Tell me more" 

Showing no emotion she replied "Well I lied to you in the past. I know I told you that I've only ever been to bed with you, but that's not true. You see, before we met I dated a guy called Simon from my class at university for a year. I left him because I found him in bed with my best friend and I couldn't believe that I wasn't enough for him. The thing was, he had a really big penis and an insatiable sexual appetite and we did it three or four times a night - every night during the year we were together." 

"From what you're saying I assume you don't you love me any more? I'm not good enough for you" 

"Of course I do and I always will. Meeting you gave me someone who I knew would never let me down .I'm not going to leave you or anything, but I've always been interested in big men, since Simon. I just want to experience one more time what it's like to do it with someone big." She said quietly.

"And what if I say I don't want you to?"

"Ah, well, that's where we may fall out. I've made my decision to do this and I'm going to do it whether you want me to or not."

We didn't speak for the rest of the day, but that night Mary slipped off her nightdress as she got into bed and we made love as if nothing had ever been said.

A week later Mary announced "I've made my decision."

"About what?" I replied absent mindedly.

"About who I'm going to have sex with, of course"

"Who?" I replied. Suddenly cold.

"Oh. Just someone who I've been speaking to who I was put in touch with by a friend."

"And when is this to happen?"

"Next week-end."

"Oh. Have you met this person? How do you know you'll be safe?" I asked

Mary replied "No. I haven't met them, but with regards to my safety, they have agreed to set up an internet link so that you will be able to see that I'm OK"

"You mean that not only do you want to go with another man, but you want me to watch you at it? No fucking way!" I said furiously. "And what do you mean, they?"

" 'They' means that there will be more than one of them, and if you don't want to watch, then don't, but you'll not know whether I'm safe or not, will you?"

I sat stunned and then quietly said "I guess I've no choice do I?"

The following week dragged. On Saturday morning Mary gave me a website address. "If you log onto this at 7pm you'll be able to keep an eye on me. This is the number of a friend of mine which you can ring if you need to find out where I am." She said, handing me a slip of paper. "Oh, and darling. I do love you, you know, but I have to do this to get it out of my system."

At 6pm Mary left in a taxi and I sat in front of my computer as the next hour dragged by. At 7pm I logged onto the website and was greeted with a screen which was titled 'The Fucking of Mary'. I sat and waited. Within a minute the picture changed and what I saw shocked me. Mary was sitting on a low stool, facing the camera, totally naked with her legs wide apart and a hand on each knee. Her luxuriant bush of black pubic hair had been trimmed so that a black strip, an inch wide, above her pussy was all that remained. She looked dirty and rude, but at the same time sexy and her black hair accentuated the paleness of her perfect skin.

Standing on either side of her were two men who obviously worked out in the gym and who had the biggest dicks I had ever seen. They weren't even hard and were bigger than me at my hardest.

Mary was looking at the camera and began to speak. "Hello darling. I hope you're getting this picture alright. What do you think of what they've done to my cunt? They wanted to shave it all, but I said you wouldn't like that, so we agreed to leave it like this. These are two of the boys who are going to fuck me tonight and yes, I know what you're thinking - what does she mean 'two of the boys' " Too damn right I was!

"You see. What I didn't tell you was that I didn't just want to be fucked by someone else but that I wanted to be gangbanged. Are you shocked? I knew you would be! Let me show you who is going to have the pleasure of my cunt tonight." With that, she stood up and walked around the room as the camera followed her. As she got to each man, she took hold of him, kissed him on the lips and slowly stroke her hand along his cock. 

I counted five men as Mary made her way to each of them in turn before returning to the stool, where she sat, once again, with her legs open. "If you were counting darling, you will have seen five men aged between 28 and 33, in their prime for fucking all night. Their cocks are between 9 and 11 inches long and are very, very thick and they are all going to fuck my tight little cunt." 

Mary's hand moved up to her pussy and her slim fingers slid up, down and then between the lips, stroking her clitoris and then inserting one, two and then all four fingers inside.

The two men appeared back at each side of her and she looked at the camera again. "We're about to start now, so you can switch off now if you like, but I don't think you will, will you?" and then, almost as an afterthought, "Oh, and another thing you may like to know. I'm turned on by bondage so I am going to be tied up and helpless as these big men do what they want to me."

As I wondered what had happened to my prim and proper wife, two of the men joined her and fastened wide leather straps, each of which had a length of rope attached to it, around each of her wrists and ankles. Mary was then carried to a huge bed and her wrists were fastened to the sides of the bed about 2 feet down from the ornate headboard, holding her arms in a crucifix shape. I expected to see them tie her legs to the bottom corners, but instead, they pulled her legs wide open and then back and attached her ankles to her wrists. The sight of her lying on her back with her legs wide and held back level with her head, and her pussy and anus exposed like that made her look like a girl from one of the websites Mary had been visiting. 

In the background I heard a door open and voices and Mary turned her head toward the sound. Her eyes flew open and as one of the men fastened a satin blindfold around her eyes, she began to shout.

"This isn't what I agreed to. Let me go. Let me go now. I never said I'd do this!" She tried to move but was so securely fastened to the bed that there was no chance.

Someone behind the camera began to speak "You told your husband that we would be able to do what we wanted to you and that's exactly what we're going to do."

"No." Mary shouted. "We had agreed what would happen. I agreed to five of you, that's all. Let me go now. The deal's off."

"OK. So we changed the rules a bit, that's all, but it's too late to discuss that now. I've got some men here who want some of that beautiful little cunt you're showing us, which we'll now have the way we wanted it." and as he said this a man climbed onto the bed, blocking the view of Mary from the camera and the sound was muffled. I thought I heard Mary scream but couldn't be certain.

When he moved off the bed, Mary was still held in the same position, but now her pussy was completely shaven and she had a big dildo inserted in her cunt and another in her anus. Although we knew of anal sex, we had never tried it and I was shocked to see these things penetrating her there.

"Do you like what we've done to you Mary?" a voice asked "Let me describe it to you. We have exposed your cunt totally and you must always keep it that way from now on. The dildo in your cunt is hard and pink. It is eight inches long and two inches thick. We have been kinder with your ass - it is soft and pink, six inches by one across. Do you like it Mary?" 

Mary said nothing but bit her lip and nodded her head.

"Would you like a hard cock instead Mary?" he asked. 

She nodded again and a man climbed onto the bed and started to lick her pussy lips around the dildo, letting his tongue stray to her clitoris before returning to her labia. After two minutes of this I could see her raise her hips off the bed. The man took hold of the two dildos together in one hand and slowly started to move them in and out of my prone wife until finally, she came in orgasm under his touch. He removed the dildos and replaced the front one with his own member and I watched him play with my wife's tits as he fucked her. Suddenly, he was moving more quickly and he buried himself in her. She cried out as he slammed his cock in and then pumped his balls into her. Pulling out, he moved up the bed and made Mary lick her own juices and his sperm from off his cock, which she did willingly.

I then watched Mary sucking man after man to orgasm as different ones took their turn in her cunt. In four hours I counted her being fucked 34 times. I can't remember how many orgasms she'd had, but she grunted in ecstasy as each of them thrust hard in their own climax. When the last one had finished, the camera focussed in on her cunt. It was stretched wide open and the sperm of 34 different men ran from her onto the bed. The lips were red and swollen and her clitoris stood out erect. Her face, blindfold, hair and upper body were covered in spunk from the ejaculations there had been over her and glistened in the bright lights.

"Untie her." came the voice and two naked men released the ropes holding her in position. She couldn't bring her legs together at first because of the time she had been tied up for the men's, and her own pleasure. She put her hands up to her face.

"Leave the blindfold on Mary. We haven't finished with you yet."

"I know," she whispered. 

It was nearly 11.30pm, but I didn't feel tired. I was embarrassed to think that I had been turned on watching my wife's violation, but wanted to see what else was to happen.

Mary was led off the bed and for several minutes nothing happened, then the camera swung around. Mary was sitting on the stool again with her legs apart and I couldn't help notice the difference the absence of pubic hair now made. The lips and her pussy were still wide open from the fucking she had already had and I found myself getting hard as I looked at her. The straps were still on her wrists and ankles and she was still blindfolded as she faced the camera and spoke.

"Did you enjoy that? I'm glad they changed our agreement. I can't see, but they tell me that there are 42 men in here - I lost count how many fucked me. Please don't worry. I have consented to everything which is to happen and I want you to enjoy seeing me as much as I'll enjoy the things they will do to me." 

Two naked men came into view and took Mary's hands and she stood up. One of them fastened a nine inch wide leather belt around her waist which had a rope hanging from a ring on each side and they led her out of view. Minutes later the camera turned 180 degrees and I gasped at the sight which confronted me. 

The ropes attached to the bands of leather round her waist, wrists and ankles were attached to points in the ceiling and Mary was suspended in an X shape , three feet off the ground with her beautiful breasts and hard nipples facing upwards and with her head hanging back. The blindfold was still on and once again, her legs were opened incredibly wide and she again had dildos inserted in her. Only this time, they were even bigger. The one in her cunt was black and very long. About six inches of it were visible and this led me to guess that the whole thing was about twelve inches long. It was thick, forming her cunt lips into an O shape. What shocked me was that the one in her anus was the same size, except I could only see four inches, which meant that there were eight inches penetrating Mary.

Her head was hanging back and a well built man with a large cock pushed it between her lips and into her mouth. He took four minutes to come as he forced more and more of it into her mouth and when he did, he pulled out and shot his sperm over her face and neck.

I heard Mary say "Come and fuck me now. I want to feel your big cocks moving in me and please remove the blindfold. I want to see you all enter me." 

Someone untied the blindfold and Mary raised her head and looked around the room. "Oh god, you're all so big. How many of you are there now?" she said

A voice replied "We're up to 47 now."

"Then come fuck me. I want every one of you to take me any way you want." A black man came and stood between her legs and started to pull the dildos out. 

"No! Leave the back one in." Mary said to him. He pulled the one from her pussy and let it drop to the floor. 

The camera angle moved so that it could now focus on Mary's cunt and I watched as his black cock entered my captive wife, his darkness contrasting with her beautiful white skin. Mary moaned as the black cock intruded into her most intimate place. The camera closed in and I felt myself harden at the sight of the dildo and cock in her together. 

"Oooooh that feels so good! Fuck me hard! Harder, harder, harder. Fuck me like I'm your whore. I'm a whore for all your cocks to cum in me. I want your cum!" 

The man in her had hold of the top of her legs to stop her swinging as he buried his cock to the hilt in my wife's cunt and then he finally emptied himself into her. As he withdrew his sperm ran out of her and round the ring of her anus that the dildo made.

Another man replaced him and one took the position at her head and I watched as they thrust in unison until they too spent themselves in her. I kept count as 21 men took Mary in the cunt and then the camera panned back and four men came into view and started adjusting the ropes suspending her from the ceiling. They lowered her until she was a foot off the floor and I wondered what their plan was. It soon became apparent.

The dildo was removed from Mary's anus as she looked around the room. Semen ran from her cunt and her face and breasts were once again covered. The camera did a close up of the place between her legs, which were still spread wide and I could see her holes were coated with cum and both gaped open. As I stared, a large cock slowly slid into her anus and I heard Mary gasp as the camera moved out to take in more of the picture. 

A man had moved under her suspended body and had penetrated her from underneath. As he worked his 9 inch cock in and out of her anus she turned her head to French kiss him. His hands roamed over her breasts, smearing the sperm of many men across them until they shone as if they had been oiled. She made groaning noises into his mouth with each thrust he made and then turned her head towards the camera. 

"Simon. Fuck my cunt like you used to. I've missed your big cock so much. You know how I like it don't you?"

Still facing the camera she said "Yes darling, Simon is my old boyfriend. I didn't tell you that he now runs an Escort Agency, but he was the only one I could think of to arrange the kind of satisfaction I craved." looking across the room she continued "Simon, show my husband what you gave me every night for a year."

A tall, athletic guy moved onto the screen and stood beside Mary. His cock was so long that it hung halfway down his thigh and at its tip was a large, shiny, circumcised helmet. He bent down so that Mary could take hold of it in her still manacled hand.

"Look darling. Look how I've wrapped my hand around it but my fingers are still two inches apart. And look at the head - it's as big as my fist, can you see? I used to take the whole head in my mouth when we first met. His cock's thirteen inches long you know" 

She slid her fingers down the shaft until she could cup his balls - or should I say ball. They were so big that one filled her palm. All his pubic hair had been removed which made his genitals stand out more.

"Show my husband what you do with me Simon. Show him what I like." 

Simon moved between her legs and rested the enormous head of his cock against her gaping cunt. The man beneath her was still moving in her anus and she had turned to kiss him again. Simon's cock began to disappear inside my slut wife and the lips of her pussy stretched tight around him. I could see her clitoris being forced from its sheath with each inward push he made and it rubbed along the length of him.

Mary whispered "Do it now Simon. You know what I want. Fucking do it." and he took hold of a nipple with each hand and started to pull her towards him with it. He remained still as he drew her onto him by her breasts. Her nipples were stretching impossibly as he dragged her further onto his cock.

"Aaah yeees!" Mary screamed as she came. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. I'm a whore and a slut and I want you to fuck me 'til I'm sore. Pull my tits. Fucking pull them harder."




Mary, Mary Quite Contrary!



She bucked her hips wildly as both men rammed their cocks into her, penetrating her, violating her and her whole body stiffened in orgasm. The men sank themselves into her and filled her with their sperm. When they withdrew, her holes gaped and ran with cum. Two more men took their places and then two more again. Eighteen pairs of men fucked my wife this way Others who'd already done her in the cunt, wanked into her mouth and over her body, and all the while she shouted at them for more.

"Oh yes. Split me open with your fat cocks. I want to be your whore!"

After seven hours it was over. Forty seven men had fucked my wife a total of 91 times before they finally loosened the ropes and let her gently to the floor. Her labia were puffy and sore and her red inner lips hung out having been stretched and dragged by so many monster cocks. As she moved her legs together for the first time in seven hours, the spunk in her squirted out onto the floor between her thighs.

She looked exhausted, but as she clambered onto her knees, Simon appeared behind her and pushed her forwards onto her elbows. He took hold of her ass cheeks and pulled them apart before sinking the full length of his cock into her from behind. He looked at the camera.

"Mary likes it rough you know. I used to fuck her three times a night like this when she was young and she's even better now than she was then. She likes sharing. I hope you do because you'll never be enough for her now she's done this." and as he slammed into her I heard his huge balls slap against her clitoris. Pushing her down onto the carpet he fucked her so hard that with each thrust she was lifted and moved across the floor. 

Mary moaned "Oh yes, oh god, I'm coming again. You're fucking splitting me in two. Oh, it's so good!" and he came into her for the last time. He moved off her and for five minutes she lay still.

Mary finally stood. Her bald cunt area was red and she was covered in sperm. The belt and wrist and ankle straps were still fastened to her. She looked at the camera.

"I hope you're still there." and paused. "They've gone now. There's only me left. It's 2.30 in the morning. I'm going to clean myself up now and come home if you'll still have me. I'm sorry if I've hurt you, but it was something I had to do and I wouldn't do it behind your back. If you don't want me back, I understand and leave. I'll be home in two hours."

Three months later Mary and I are still together. I recorded the whole of her evening on DVD and we have watched it together and as we make love she describes what it was like to have so many big men pleasuring themselves in her. We are still happy with each other, but I can't get her to promise that it won't happen again!



Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary



I walked into The Flamingo Lounge on the Block. I was bored at work, so I took the afternoon off last Friday to see the dancers. Hell, to touch and fondle the dancers. It was early June, and warm, over 90 degrees, so the street was quiet. I hurried to get from my car in the parking garage to the coolness of the basement bar. The Flamingo Lounge, like most of the clubs on the Block, was a nude club. You could go in and just watch the ladies dance, if you wanted. The ladies come by and talk to you, and if you buy them $20 drinks, will sit with you. The drink lasts a couple of songs, about five minutes. The more drinks you buy, the friskier the ladies get. Some of the ladies, for a large tip, will take you to a back room and jerk you off, or fuck you if you were nice and had enough money. I mainly liked to kiss the ladies, although I didn’t mind if they fondled my cock.

I was surprised to see my favorite dancer, Mary. Mary was in her mid-twenties, about 5’ 8” tall, with soft small breasts. Her nipples and tongue were pierced, and she liked to kiss. I hadn’t seen her in about six months. She had been working in other clubs, and I liked the Flamingo. I bought her a drink, and we sat and talked for a few minutes. Then I bought a $100 drink, and we went into the back room.

I followed Mary into a booth. I sat down, and she took off her clothes. She lit a cigarette, then straddled me. We kissed, and she had me suck on her nipples while she blew smoke in my face. He nipples are sensitive, and she enjoyed my sucking. The nipple rings felt a little funny in my mouth, but I enjoyed arousing Mary. She stood up on the bench, and I tried to eat her pussy. I wanted to eat Mary, but I just couldn’t get my neck into a comfortable position. She straddled me, and we kissed some more. 

After the third song, I asked her, “So, how’re you and your boyfriend doing?”

Mary sighed. “Not so good. I’m going to throw him out tonight. He hasn’t been paying any of the bills, and I’m getting tired of supporting him.”

“That’s too bad. Has he been mistreating you?”

“No, not really, just ignoring me, the lazy bum. He hasn’t worked in a couple of months, he expects me to pay all the bills, and then he ignores me.”

I gave Mary a hug. “That’s awful. I hope he realizes what he’s missing. If I were living with you, I’d worship you.”

“Worship? I’ve never been worshiped before. Sounds wonderful.”

We spent the rest of the time we had in the back room kissing and fondling each other. The last song finished, and Mary got dressed. I gave her a nice tip, and we went back to the bar. I had drinks with a couple of other girls that I knew, then I went home.

A couple of weeks later, Mary called me at work. I had given her my number when we first met at Flamingo’s, but she hardly ever called me.

“Hi Bert, how ya doin’?”

“Fine, and you?”

“I’ve been better. Could you meet me after work? We could get something to eat. I need to talk to you.”

It was short notice, but I could make some calls. “Sure. I’ll pick you up around eight at Flamingo’s.”

“Make it seven.”

“OK, seven. I’ll see you tonight.”

“Bye.”

I hung up. I called my friends, and told them I would miss the poker game tonight. Then I kept working. No sense going home and coming back downtown. I got a couple extra hours of work done, and I walked over to the Flamingo to pick Mary up. I worked about a mile from the Block, and I hoped she wouldn’t mind walking back to the car. I stopped at an ATM and got several hundred dollars. I suspected I would need some cash. I went into the bar, and ordered a beer. Mary saw me, and smiled. I drank the beer and watched the naked ladies dance. At a few minutes before seven, I got up and left. I went over to an adult bookstore across the street, and waited for Mary. She arrived about fifteen minutes later, wearing a white blouse and blue jeans. I took her bag, and we walked to the car.

I opened the car door for Mary. “Where do you want to eat?”

“I don’t care. There’s a nice diner by my house, we could go there.” Mary got in the car.

“Sounds good.”

We drove out the garage. Mary gave me directions to the diner, and we got there in about fifteen minutes. The diner wasn’t too crowded, and we ordered. The waitress brought us drinks, and after Mary took a couple of sips of her soda, she said, “I guess you’re wondering what’s up?”

“Yes, I am.”

“I told you I was throwing my boyfriend out. I finally threw him out last week. I need some help paying the bills, and you said you’d worship me. Are you interested, or was that just a line?”

I was stunned. Mary was beautiful, and she knew exactly what kind of sex I liked, but was I ready to move in with her? “I’d like to see where you live first.”

“Of course. We can go back to my place after dinner.”

“What bills do you expect me to pay? I have a townhouse with seven months left on the lease.”

Mary took another sip of soda. “Half the rent, $250 a month. The utilities are included in the rent. I guess I can pay the cable and phone bill.”

The waitress brought our dinners. We didn’t talk while we ate. I couldn’t imagine that Mary’s place was all that great, not at $500 a month. We finished eating, I paid the check, and we got back in the car. Mary gave me directions to her place. It was an older rowhouse in what seemed to be a decent neighborhood. I drove around the block a couple of times until I found a parking place. I carried her bag and we walked to her front door. She unlocked the door, turned on the light, and we went in.

Mary gave me a tour of the apartment. “This is the living room.” It was rather small, with a television and a small love seat. There was a small coffee table in between, with a couple of glamour magazines. The walls were off white, with a painting of a farm on the wall. I followed her into the next room. “This is the kitchen.” It had an old refrigerator and stove. There was one counter next to the sink, with a couple of kitchen cabinets. We headed back to the stairs, and I saw the door to the basement next to the television. We went upstairs. The landing had an armoire against the wall. “This is the bathroom.” The tub was an old one with feet, with a shower built on top. The toilet was behind the tub, up against the wall. “And this is the bedroom.” I could see why the armoire was out on the landing. The room was barely large enough for the queen-size bed and one four-drawer dresser. There was a window at the foot of the bed overlooking the street. Mary took off her blouse, lit a cigarette, and sat on the bed. She took a puff and asked, “What do you think?”

“They look nice.”

Mary glared at me and said, “What do you think about the apartment?”

“It’s cozy.”

“It’s crappy, but it’s on a bus line. I can get to work in ten minutes.”

“Could I see the basement?”

Mary took a puff of her cigarette. “There’s nothing down there.”

“I’d still like to see it.”

“All right.” 

Mary put her blouse back on, and we went down the stairs into the living room. She unlocked the basement door, and we went down in the basement. It was dark and dank, with a single naked light bulb providing all of the light. I saw the water heater held only 30 gallons. I checked the fuse box, and saw that the main fuse was rated at 60 amps. I looked up. There was plumbing running across the ceiling. At least the ceiling was high, at least 10’ high. The room had some potential. I might be able to turn it into a serviceable dungeon with a little work. I looked at Mary. I could see she was uncomfortable in the basement. There probably were bugs and maybe rats down there.

“Ok, thanks Mary. I’ve seen enough.” 

We went back up to the bedroom. Mary took off her blouse and sat on the bed. “Do you want to move in?”

“Yes, I want to.”

“Your share comes to $300 a month. Is that a problem?”

“What happened to $250?”

“I decided you should pay the cable bill too. I’ll still pay the phone bill, unless you make any long distance calls.”

“OK.”

She leaned over and kissed me. “Great. If you’re going to be my boyfriend, there’s some things you need to know about me. I do drugs sometimes.”

“What kind of drugs?”

“Marijuana, cocaine, heroin sometimes. Is that a problem?”

I thought for a minute. “No, but I wish you didn’t. Please keep the drugs away from me.”

Mary frowned and was silent for a couple of minutes. “OK. Also, I’m usually pretty horny when I come home from work. I expect you to eat me out whenever I want it.”

I grinned. “That shouldn’t be too much of a problem.”

“I’m going to hold you to that. I’m a demanding bitch. I expect you to pick me up from work. I get off at eight most nights. I’ll call you if I need a ride. Sometimes I can get someone to take me out from the bar. I never bring them here, but I might not come home some nights.”

“I know what you do to earn your money. I don’t have a problem with that.”

“I don’t want you going to the Block anymore.”

I was surprised. “Why? Are you afraid I’ll find someone to replace you?”

“I’m jealous. I’ve seen you flirt with the other dancers. I don’t want you going to the Block anymore.”

“All right. I don’t think I can afford it anymore.”

“Good. Also, I like to go out partying some nights. I like to get drunk and dance.”

I frowned. “That’s not my favorite activity, but I can go out with you on Friday or Saturday nights. I do have to get to work during the week.”

Mary frowned. “I guess I can live with that. I did want a boyfriend with a job. I suppose that covers it. Is there anything you want from me?”

“Are we going to have sex?”

“Of course, honey.” She leaned over and kissed me again. “I definitely want your cock in my pussy.” She unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. It got hard with her fondling.

“I also want you to be my bondage mistress.”

Mary sighed. “I’ve enjoyed blowing smoke in your face and kissing you. I’ve never done bondage before. I’m not sure I can do what you want.” She was silent for a couple of minutes. “I’m willing to try. Tell you what, I don’t work on Sunday. I’m willing to spend a few hours every Sunday afternoon being your bondage mistress, if you’re willing to teach me what you want me to do.”

“That sounds fair.”

“Good. Anything else?”

“Nope.”

“Do you have $300?”

“Yes.” 

I pull out my wallet and count out $300. Mary puts the money in her dresser, and gives me a key. I put it in my pocket. She unzips her jeans. She takes her panties off, and lies down on the bed. “Take off your clothes, and come eat me” she cooed. 

I get up, take off my clothes, and get into the bed. She is lying on her back. I get between her legs and start licking, but my neck starts hurting. I try moving around, and wind up in a sixty-nine position over her before I get comfortable. I eat her to three orgasms, and she pushes me off to the side. She lights a cigarette, and I cuddle next to her. We kiss while she smokes. After she finishes the cigarette, she jumps up on my cock, and rides me. I enjoy watching her breasts bounce as she rides my cock to another couple of orgasms. After a couple of minutes, she lights another cigarette and I cuddle next to her. After she finishes the cigarette, she gets up and leaves the room. She comes back with a washcloth and a bottle of baby oil. She lights another cigarette, puts some baby oil in her right palm, and strokes my cock. She masturbates me while she smokes, and after a few minutes I have an orgasm. She cleans me up with the washcloth, and we kiss for another hour.

I break the silence. “It’s late and I have to go. All my clothes are in the townhouse.”

“I know. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Till then.” I kiss her one last time, then get up. Mary and I get dressed, and she walks me to the front door. I take out the key she gave me, and check to make sure it unlocks the front door. It works.

“Goodnight Bert.”

“Goodnight Mary.” 

I kiss her goodbye. She closes the door. I can hear her latching the door from the inside. I look up at the door and see the number. 824. I walk back to the car, and notice I’m on Eunice Street. 824 Eunice Street. I realize that I don’t know the phone number. Oh well, I can get it tomorrow. I get in my car and drive back to the townhouse.

The next morning, I put some clothes and toiletries in the car before I leave from work. I live 30 miles from downtown, and it takes 45 minutes on a good day to drive to work. I won’t miss the commute. The rowhouse is only ten minutes from downtown. The workday passes, and it’s time to go home. I hadn’t lived with someone in a long time, and I’m excited as I drive to the rowhouse. I find a place to park, and decide to see if I can unlock the door before I unload the car. I was afraid it had all been a dream or a cruel joke. I walk over to the door, and unlock it. I go back to the car and get my clothes. I bring them inside, and lock the door. I put the clothes on the love seat, and look at the phone. I see the number. 555-8937. I make a note of it, and go upstairs. I open the armoire, and see that it’s packed with her clothes. I go down to the basement, and find a length of rope and a couple of nails. I go and get a hammer from the car, and I go back upstairs. I drive the nails into the walls and tie the rope to the nails. I have enough room to hang up my clothes.

I go into the kitchen, and see what’s there. Not much. I make a grocery list, and just as I was finishing, the phone rings. I run into the living room and answer, “Hello.”

“Hi honey. Miss me.”

“Yes dear, I have.”

“Pick me up?”

“Sure. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“Great.”

I go get Mary. I wait outside on the street in the car until she comes out of the bar. She gets in the car, and we drive off.

I ask, “How was your day?”

“Don’t ask.”

“OK. Are you up to stopping at the grocery store on the way home?”

“What do you want to get?

I hand Mary the grocery list. She whistled as she read it and said, “As long as you’re paying, sure.” 

We stop at the grocery, and get the stuff I put on the list. She threw a few other items into the basket and we checked out. The total came to $83.29. I paid with a debit card, and we left. While I was loading the groceries in the trunk, Mary said, “I’ve never seen anyone buy groceries with a credit card before.”

“I used a debit card.”

“What’s a debit card?”

“It’s a credit card that’s tied to a checking account. It’s just like writing a check, only it’s much easier.

“Wow. I’ve never had a checking account, much less a debit card.”

We got in the car and went home. I double parked by the door until I got the groceries inside. I parked the car, then went in. Mary had already put the groceries away. I got a beer from the refrigerator, and asked Mary, “What do you want for dinner?”

“The chicken you bought looks good.”

I realized that we hadn’t discussed cooking. “Do you want to make dinner?”

“I don’t cook.”

“Oh. I’ll bake the chicken and whip up something. Dinner will be ready in an hour.” 

Mary went upstairs and I turned the oven on. I put the chicken in the oven, and set a timer. I had just wiped up the counter when I noticed Mary standing in the doorway. She was naked, smoking a cigarette, watching me. I took her into the living room and we kissed and fondled until the timer went off. I got up, turned the chicken over, and reset the timer. I went back into the living room, and we kissed and fondled some more until the timer went off again. I got up and turned off the oven. I pulled out a bag of frozen vegetables, poured some into a saucepan, and heated them up. When they were done, I put the chicken and vegetables on a couple of plates, and brought the dinner into the living room. We ate, and I picked up the plates. When I came back into the living room, she was standing by the stairs waiting for me. We went upstairs, and as we were walking into the bedroom Mary commented, “I see you’re handy with rope.”

“Yes, I can do all sorts of things with rope.”

“I’ll bet. I can hardly wait ‘till Sunday.”

We went into the bedroom and had sex. We were leisurely, because I didn’t have to leave. The last thing I remembered was Mary lying in my arms as I fell asleep.

I got up at my normal time the next morning. I didn’t want to wake Mary up. I had a little trouble showering and shaving. I wasn’t used to the bathroom, and the lack of water pressure didn’t help things. I got dressed, and went downstairs to make breakfast. After I ate, I realized I was going to have to wash dishes. I was used to having a dishwasher. I was fairly sure that Mary wasn’t going to wash the dishes, so I did. I got in the car and drove to work. Sure enough, it only took ten minutes to get to my office. I spent some time at work looking in the phone book to see where some stores were located. I was familiar with the neighborhood around the townhouse, but not familiar with the neighborhood around the rowhouse. After work, I stop off at Home Depot and get some insecticide. I get four insecticide bombs, and a couple of cans of insect spray. After I get home, I set off two bombs in the basement, and put one can of spray in the kitchen and the other in the bedroom. I watched TV in the living room until Mary called. I set off one bomb upstairs and one in the living room, then I left and picked her up. 

I asked her, “Would you like to go out for dinner tonight?”

“Sure, what’s the occasion?”

“I sprayed the apartment for bugs, and I’d just as soon go out for a while until the smell goes away.”

Mary smiled. “Oh, Ok. Let’s go to the diner.”

“Sounds good.”

I took Mary to the diner near our apartment. We didn’t talk much while we were there. We had a nice dinner, then we went home. The apartment still reeked of insecticide when we opened the door. I almost lost my dinner as I saw all of the dead bugs on the furniture and the floor. It took Mary and I almost an hour to clean up all of the dead bugs. I didn’t even want to look in the basement. We watched TV until it was time for me to go to bed. Mary kissed me good night, and I went upstairs while she kept watching TV. I didn’t blame her; I wasn’t feeling very well either.

The next day was uneventful. I went to work, came home, and picked Mary up from work. It was Friday, so later that night we went out to a dance club that Mary liked. We danced and Mary drank. I had a couple of beers, but I never got drunk. At around one, Mary was having trouble standing up, and I decided it was time to take her home. She fell asleep in the car. I woke her up when we got home, and helped her inside. I got her into bed, and we went to sleep.

On Saturday, I woke up before Mary. I went to Home Depot, and got some stuff for the basement. When I went down into the basement, there were hundreds of dead bugs on the floor. I installed a florescent light fixture, and cleaned up the bugs. Mary came down to see what I was up to.

“It looks nicer down here with the new light. Whatcha doin’?”

“I want to use this space to store a few things and to play.”

“Play?”

“Yes, some bondage games.”

“Oh.” She stood silent for a couple of minutes. “I’ve never liked the basement, and I’m glad you’re fixing it up.”

Mary got ready for work, and I drove her down to the Block. After I dropped her off, I went back to my townhouse. We didn’t have a washer and dryer in the rowhouse; Mary had been going to the Laundromat on Sundays. I had a washer and dryer in the townhouse, so I did the laundry there. I cleaned out the refrigerator and watched TV while I did the laundry. I packed up all of my bondage equipment and brought it back to the rowhouse with the laundry. I worked on fixing up the basement until Mary called. I got her and brought her home. We had a simple dinner, and went to bed. We had sex, then she masturbated me. She fell asleep in my arms.

I woke up early on Sunday. I got up, made myself breakfast, and went back to work fixing up the basement. I knew Mary was used to sleeping later, and I wanted to let her sleep. I had just finished sealing up all the cracks in the cinder block walls that I could find when I heard Mary say, “Good morning, honey.”




Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary



I looked up and saw Mary standing on the stairs. She was naked. 

“Good morning, darling.”

“Come upstairs, I miss you.”

I followed her upstairs, and we took a shower together. We dried each other off and went to the bedroom. I got in a sixty-nine position over her and ate her to three orgasms while she lay on the bed and tickled my cock. She pushed me over, and lit a cigarette. I cuddled next to her and we kissed while she smoked. 

After she finished the cigarette, she turned to me and said, “I’m as ready as I’m going to be. What do you want your Mistress to do today?”

“I’d like you to put on a special outfit first, Mistress.”

“Sure. Where is it?”

“I’ll get it for you, Mistress.” 

I got up and got the outfit I’d bought earlier in the week from the armoire. I brought it back in the bedroom, and laid the outfit out on the bed. I sat on the bed and watched as she first picked up the red patent leather bra. She put it on, and it cupped her breasts and supported them, while leaving her nipples exposed. She put the red garter belt on, then sat down on the bed to put the red stockings on. She stood up and picked up the red satin dress, and looked at it. She looked confused at first. She put the dress on and it fit perfectly. The dress went down past her knees, but there was a cut out in the front for her breasts and her pussy. She was dressed, but I could suck on her nipples or eat her pussy. The dress brightened her red hair. She picked up the red satin gloves, and put them on. She had a little trouble, but she got the gloves on. They covered her arms almost all the way to her shoulders. She stepped into the red patent leather pumps with 4” heels. She took a few steps around the room, turned to face me, and asked, “Is this what you want me to wear when I’m your Mistress?”

“Yes Mistress.”

She stepped out of the bedroom to look at herself in the armoire mirror. She came back in the bedroom after a few minutes and said, “I like it. I feel extremely sexy wearing this. Thanks for getting me the outfit. What do you want me to do now?”

“I’d like you to put some makeup on. I want you to use me as your bench. I’ll get on my hands and knees while you sit on my back and put the makeup on.”

“I usually put my makeup on at work. I don’t have a makeup table here.”

“Oh. Well never mind.”

“What’s in the basement? I know you’ve been working down there.”

“I haven’t finished yet. I have some bondage equipment that I’ve brought over. Would you like to see it?”

“Why not?”

We walk down into the basement. I have a couple of cat-o’-nine tail whips and crops hanging on the wall. I have four pairs of handcuffs and a couple of ankle restraints spread out on the floor. I hadn’t had a chance to mount the larger hooks on the wall for the cuffs. Mary takes one of the whips off the wall and swishes it around.”

“How do you use one of these?”

“Like this.” 

I take the whip from Mary, and show her how to snap the whip with her wrist. I hand the whip back to her, and she tries several times to snap the whip. She shrugs, and hangs the whip back up on the wall. She notices the cuffs on the floor.

“Where are the keys for these?”

“Over here.” I walk over to a bench, and pick up the keys.

“Put them back on the bench. Come over here and put these cuffs on. I want to see what you look like in them.”

I drop the keys back on the bench, and walk back over to Mary. I bend over and lock the ankle restraints on my ankles. I pick up a pair of handcuffs and lock them on my wrists in front of me. Mary helps me to get the handcuffs on. 

She steps back and remarks; “Don’t you look cute. Walk around for me.”

I walk around the basement. The chains on the ankle restraints clank with each step I take. The restraints keep me from taking large steps. I walk around the basement a couple of times with Mary watching.

“Stop. I’m going upstairs to get a cigarette and watch some TV. Come on up, and we’ll figure something out.”

Mary turned around, and headed for the stairs. She scooped up the keys with her left hand, and went upstairs. I walked to the stairs. The ankle restraints made it difficult to walk up the stairs. I had to climb one step at a time. I finally made it to the top of the stairs, and stepped into the living room. I saw Mary sitting on the sofa, smoking a cigarette. She was watching a movie on TV.

“I put the keys somewhere safe. Go get me a beer.”

I closed the basement door, and walked into the kitchen. I got a beer from the refrigerator, and brought it back to Mary. I handed the beer to her.

“Thanks. Stand over by the basement door until I need something.”

I walked over to the basement door and waited. I watched her smoke and watch the movie. I could hear the TV, but I couldn’t see it. Some time passed.

“I want another beer and some chips.”

I got Mary another beer and some chips. I put them down on the table in front of her, and went back to stand by the door. Every so often she would command me to get her something from the kitchen, and I would obey. She watched two movies while I stood by the door. After the second movie was over, she turned the TV off.

“I’m going upstairs now. Clean this mess up, and come up to the bedroom.”

I picked up the beer bottles and chip bowl and brought them into the kitchen. I emptied and cleaned out the ashtray. After I finished cleaning up the living room I made my way up the stairs. I could only go up one step at a time with the ankle restraints. I went into the bedroom. Mary was naked, lying on the bed, smoking a cigarette. I stood at the foot of the bed.

“Put your hands behind your head.”

I put my hands behind my head, stood, and watched her. She took her time finishing the cigarette.

“Get my vibrator, then return to your position.”

I went over to Mary’s dresser and got her vibrator. I handed it to her, then returned to the foot of the bed. I put my hands behind my head and watched her use the vibrator on her clit and pussy. She masturbated for at least fifteen minutes before she turned the vibrator off. She lay still for another ten minutes before she spoke.

“Lick my vibrator clean and put it away. The keys are downstairs under the middle sofa cushion. Get that stuff off and come back up here.”

I picked up the vibrator, licked Mary’s pussy juice off, and put it away in the dresser. I tried to go down the stairs, but the ankle restraints chain was too short. I went down the stairs backwards, one step at a time. I found the keys under the sofa cushion, and unlocked the handcuffs and the ankle restraints. I put them away, along with the keys, in the basement. I went back upstairs and found Mary on the bed, smoking. I put my hands behind my head, and she said, “Stop that, I’m done. Come lay here next to me. How’d I do?”

I lay down on the bed and answered, “You did well. I enjoyed how you came up with the idea of having me serve you.”

“I’d read it in some magazine once. I’d hoped you’d enjoy it. It seemed like you did, your cock was hard most of the time.”

“I think I enjoyed more your taking charge than I did serving you. I really don’t like just standing around, but I did like you ordering me to do things.”

“Are you horny?”

“Yes.”

“Well too bad, I’m tired now. Masturbate yourself while I lay here and watch you.” 

Mary lit a cigarette and lay back. It helped having her lay there smoking and after a couple of minutes I came and squirted. I cleaned myself up, and we cuddled in bed for the rest of the day.

The next week went by quickly. We did all of the ordinary things couples do. I picked up Mary after work, and spent as much time as I could finishing up the basement. We spent some evenings having sex. We went out Saturday night, and clubbed until 2am.

I got up Sunday, and after breakfast went back to work on the basement. I was busy and didn’t notice Mary coming down the stairs. All of a sudden I heard her say, “Slave, I need your attention now.”

I turned around startled, and saw Mary standing on the steps. She was wearing the red outfit I’d gotten her. I put down the tools and said, “Yes Mistress.”

“You’ve been working down here for weeks. What have you finished?”

“Mistress, over in the corner here, I’ve put a makeup table.”

“Yes, I see it. It looks nice with the lighted mirror. Where’s the chair?”

“Mistress, I’m your chair.”

“Like I said, where’s the chair. Get your clothes off, put the handcuffs and ankle restraints on, and get down on the floor. Now!”

I took off my clothes, and walked over to the wall. I got the ankle restraints and a pair of handcuffs, and locked the restraints to my ankles and the handcuffs to my wrists. I walked over to the makeup table, and got on my hands and knees in front of it. A couple of minutes passed before Mary came and sat on my back. She pulled her dress up so that her bare ass pressed against my back. The weight was a little more than I had expected. I hoped I could do this. I had positioned a mirror against the wall so I could see what Mary was doing. She took her time and put her makeup on. I’d hoped I’d gotten all the right makeup. I’d looked in her makeup bag that she took to work, and bought duplicates of everything she had in it. She would smack my bottom with the palm of her hand every so often. Finally she got up and said, “What else do you have to show me?”

I got up and walked over to a jail cell I had built. It was small, there was barely room for me to stand in it once the door was locked. “This is a jail cell. You can lock me up, or I can lock myself up in it.”

“You can? Show me.”

I took the padlock off the door, opened it, and stepped inside. I pulled the door shut, and locked the door with the padlock. It was difficult with my hands handcuffed together, but not impossible. I snapped a hook attached to a cable on the handcuff chain, then pressed a switch with my right foot. A winch started, and the cable retracted through the jail cell ceiling, pulling my wrists up in the air until my arms were taut. The tension caused the winch to stop.

“I’m impressed. Can you get out of there by yourself?”

“No Mistress I can’t. You must release me.”

“How do I do that?”

“First you push the button on the wall on the left of the cell. That releases the winch. Then you unlock the padlock on the door. The key is over on the bench.”

Mary walked over to the wall, and pointed at the button. “This button?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Mary walked over to the bench, and picked up the key. “This key?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Mary put the key back on the bench. She walked back over to the cell, and said, “What’s the point? I lock you up, or you lock yourself up, and then what?”

“Do you see the TV hanging from the ceiling, Mistress?”

“Yes.”

“Turn it on.”

“Which switch turns it on?”

“The one on the left.”

She turned the TV on. The picture came on.

“That looks like our bedroom.”

“That is our bedroom, Mistress.”

“You put a video camera in our bedroom?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Without telling me!”

“Yes Mistress.”

“I oughta walk out of this basement and leave you locked up down here! You bastard! How dare you put a video camera in the bedroom without asking me!”

Mary lit a cigarette and took a drag. She was angry and didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to say anything either. She calmed down as she smoked the cigarette. Finally, she asked, “What are these other switches on the TV for?”

“The switch on the left turns the TV on and off and adjusts the volume. The middle switch switches from the bedroom camera to the cable to the VCR. The switch on the right adjusts the zoom of the bedroom camera.”

Mary tries out the zoom, and zooms from a close up of the bed to a view of the whole room and back. She adjusts the zoom so that the bed is visible. She tries the middle switch, and sees the cable channel.

“How do I change the channel?”

“The TV is connected to the cable box upstairs. The TV shows whatever channel the box is set to upstairs.”

“So if I was sitting upstairs watching TV, you’d see whatever show I was watching?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Mary switches to the VCR. The screen is blank.

“You’d see whatever was playing in the VCR upstairs, right?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Mary switches back to cable.

Mary turns around and stares at me. “I’m still a little upset with you. I oughta put QVC on and go out and drink all day.” Mary lit another cigarette and took a puff. “What do you want me to do?”

“I’d like you to go upstairs to the bedroom and play with yourself while I watch, Mistress.”

Mary took a puff. “If I did that, I’d bring you upstairs with me. I want to see you watch me, not perform for some hidden camera. What else do you want?”

“I’d like you to bring clients home and entertain them upstairs while I watch, Mistress.”

Mary glared at me and held up her hand, her thumb and finger touching. “You are this close to me leaving and you watching QVC all day. First you tick me off by secretly putting a camera in the bedroom, and now you want to watch other guys fuck me. You know I don’t want to bring any of them here. Hell, I had to work up the courage to ask you to move in with me.”

Mary took a couple of puffs of her cigarette, then turned off the TV. She walked over and pushed the button on the wall. The cable on the winch unwound as she got the jail padlock key from the bench. She unlocked the padlock and opened the door. I unhooked the cable from my handcuffs and stepped out of the cell. She handed me the padlock key.

“What’s this big box in the middle of the floor?”

“It’s not finished yet. I promised you I would worship you. It’s your throne.”

“My throne?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“I hope you finish it soon. A throne sounds interesting. I’m going upstairs. I want you on the bed, on your back. I’m going to fuck you until I’m exhausted. Don’t you dare think of cumming, understand?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Mary picked up a handcuff key from the bench and went up the stairs. I had trouble getting up the stairs with the ankle restraints. When I got to the bedroom she was sitting on the bed smoking a cigarette. She was still wearing the red dress. I lay down. Mary unlocked one wrist of the handcuffs, threaded the handcuffs through the headboard, and locked the cuff back around my wrist. She put the key down on the dresser. She turned around, slapped my cock a couple of times, then climbed up on it. She didn’t move until she finished her cigarette. She started moving up and down, slowly at first, then faster and faster. She fucked until she had four or five orgasms. She collapsed on my chest and lay there for at least twenty minutes before she rolled off and got another cigarette. She lay next to me, smoking the cigarette. After she finished the cigarette, she turned to me, and asked, “Are you horny?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Mary slapped my cock a couple of times. “Good. You’re not done pleasing me yet, you bastard.” She climbed up on me, her still very wet pussy hovering over my face. “Eat me”, she commanded.

I licked up as much of the pussy juice as I could, then I looked for her clit with my tongue. I zeroed in on her clit as much as I could, with her squirming around on my face. I think she had another four or five orgasms before she slid forward on my chest. Her pussy was just out of my tongue’s reach. She lay there for another twenty minutes, tormenting me with her pussy scent, before she rolled off and got another cigarette. She lit the cigarette, turned to me, and asked, “Are you horny?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Mary slapped my cock a couple of times. “Good.” She climbed back on my chest. Her pussy was just out my tongue’s reach. She smoked the cigarette while she tormented me with her pussy scent. After she finished the cigarette she slid back, commanding, “Eat me.”

I ate her to another four or five orgasms before she slid forward again. Her pussy scent was almost overwhelming. She lay there for twenty minutes, got a cigarette, smoked it, and slid back, commanding, “Eat me.”

I ate her to another four or five orgasms before she slid forward again. My jaws were aching and I was happy she slid forward. My mouth was dry from licking up so much of her pussy juice. The scent filled the room. After resting for about forty-five minutes she rolled off of me and asked me, “Are you horny?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Good.”

Mary got up and got the handcuff key from the dresser. She unlocked one wrist of the handcuffs, pulled the handcuffs from the headboard, and locked the cuff back around my wrist.

Mary commanded, “Go back into the basement, turn that TV on to VCR, and lock yourself up. I’m going to watch TV for a while. Don’t you dare touch your cock, you bastard. I want you to be so horny that you’ll do anything for me.”

I got up and made my way to the basement. I went down the stairs backwards because of the ankle restraints. I turned on the TV in the basement, turned it to VCR, and locked myself into the jail cell. The picture was blank for a while, and then a movie came on. It was one of my domination movies; the one I’d told Mary I enjoyed the most. The movie was about a dominatrix that treated this guy like he was dog shit. She had him doing all sorts of degrading and disgusting things, just for a glimpse of her breasts or pussy. She had him eating dog food out of a bowl on the floor. She showed him her pussy, then made him drink all of her pee. Mary came down to the basement. She had changed out of the red dress into a t-shirt and jeans. She came over to the jail cell.

“I set the VCR to auto rewind. I’m going out for a few hours to have some fun. Hope you enjoy your movie.”

Mary reached into the cell, slapped my cock a couple of times, turned around and left. I stood there and watched the video. It was an hour long, and I guess the rewind took about ten minutes. I was watching the video for the sixth time when Mary came into the basement. She didn’t say a word, she just changed the TV to the camera view, and left. A few minutes later I saw Mary and some guy walk into the bedroom. He was young and handsome, and I guess she picked him up at whatever bar she had gone to. They sat at the foot of the bed, kissing. It only took a few minutes before they were both naked. After a few more minutes of foreplay he was fucking her. She was in the doggie position, facing the camera. She had a couple of orgasms, and he came, I think. They both lay down on the bed, smoking a cigarette. After they finished, Mary got up and sucked on his cock until he was hard again. At least his cock wasn’t much larger than mine. She climbed on and fucked him some more. This time I couldn’t see him or her, as her back was to the camera. I was aroused watching Mary enjoy herself so much with another man. They had sex for what seemed like a couple of hours, then they got dressed and left the bedroom. After some time Mary came down to the basement. She was naked, smoking a cigarette. She came over to the cell, and asked, “Are you horny?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Well I’m not. Tony fucked me real good. Did you like watching us fuck?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Mary reached into the cell and fondled my hard cock. “I’d bet you’d like to come, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“Are you willing to do anything I want?”

I didn’t know what she had planned, but I trusted her. “Yes Mistress.”

“Good.” She turned and called out, “Tony, come on downstairs.”

Tony came down the stairs. He was wearing a casual shirt and khaki pants. He walked over to where we were. He stood behind Mary, fondling her breasts and kissing the back of her neck while she smoked.

Mary asked me, “Do you like watching Tony play with my breasts?”

“Yes Mistress.”

Tony asked Mary, “How long has he been tied up like this?”

Mary answered, “He put the handcuffs and ankle restraints on this morning. He put himself in the cell early this afternoon, Tony.”




Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary



“He locked himself up?”

“Yep.”

Tony looked at me. “I understand you watched while Mary and I fucked upstairs.”

“Yes Tony.”

“Call me Sir. Did it arouse you?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Why? I know I’d be pissed if someone were fucking my girlfriend, much less to watch someone fuck her. And yet you’re happy. I don’t understand?” Tony looked confused.

“I’m happy and aroused when Mary’s enjoying herself. I’m lucky to be with her. If she wants to be with me, great. If she wants to be with someone else, there isn’t much I can do about that, Sir.”

Tony asked me, “How many times has Mary come today?”

“That I’ve taken part in or seen, around twenty times, Sir.”

“Wow.” Tony turns to Mary. “You must be one satisfied lady.”

Mary kisses Tony for a couple of minutes and responds. “I am, thanks to you.”

Tony turns back to me. “And how many times have you come today?”

“None Sir.”

“I’ll bet you’re horny, aren’t you?”

“Yes Sir.”

“But there’s not much you can do about it, since you’re tied up.”

“No Sir, there isn’t.”

“Can you get yourself out of there?”

“No Sir.”

“You’re locked in there until Mary lets you out?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Watch Mary while I fondle her breasts and nipples.”

“Yes Sir.”

Tony fondles Mary’s breasts while she finishes her cigarette. After she finishes the cigarette, Tony turns to Mary, and says, “Let him out of the cell, but leave the handcuffs and ankle restraints on him.”

Mary walks over to the wall and pushes the button. The cell keeps me from falling down as the cable on the winch unwound, and my arms are no longer taut over my head. I slowly unhooked the cable from my handcuffs while she gets the padlock key from the bench. She unlocks the door to the cell, and I fall to the floor. I lay there for several minutes before the numbness in my arms and legs subsides, and I get the strength to stand up. Mary puts the padlock key on the bench and picks up the handcuff key.


Tony tells Mary, “Lock his wrists behind his back. I don’t want him to touch his cock.”

Mary unlocks the handcuffs from my right wrist. I put my arms behind my back, and she locks the handcuffs on my wrists. Mary goes back over by Tony, and kisses him.

Tony suggests, “Let’s go upstairs, I’m hungry.”

Tony and Mary go upstairs. I follow, but I have a lot of trouble climbing the stairs with the ankle restraints and my hands cuffed behind my back. When I get into the living room, Tony and Mary are sitting on the sofa. They are drinking beer and munching on potato chips.

Tony commands me, “Just stand there for a while and watch us watch TV.”

I watch as Tony and Mary watch TV. Mary cuddles with Tony, and kisses him during the commercials. Watching them munch on chips and drink beer reminds me how hungry and thirsty I am. They watch TV for about an hour.

Tony asks Mary, “I’m ready for some more sex. How about you?”

“You bet, let’s go upstairs. I need to go to the bathroom first.”

“Do you have a wine glass?”

“I think so, let me go check.”

Mary gets up and goes into the kitchen. She comes back with a wine glass.

“Good, let’s go upstairs. You too, slave.”

Tony and Mary go up the stairs. I follow, but I have a lot of trouble climbing the stairs with the ankle restraints and my hands cuffed behind my back. I get to the bedroom first, and I stand by the foot of the bed and wait. Mary comes in first, carrying the wine glass. It’s about half full with a yellow liquid. She puts it on the dresser and sits on the bed. Tony comes in, takes off his clothes, and sits down on the bed. He lights a cigarette, and takes a puff.

Tony asks me, “Slave, you must be pretty hungry and thirsty by now?”

“Yes sir.”

“Mary, let slave lick the potato chip crumbs from your mouth.”

Mary stands next to me and opens her mouth. I lick inside of her mouth, and she starts kissing me. We kiss for several minutes.

I hear Tony say, “Alright Mary, that’s enough.”

Mary stops kissing me.

Tony asks me, “Slave, do you worship your Mistress?”

“Yes sir.”

“Are you willing to do anything for her?”

“Yes sir.”

“Then you won’t mind drinking her pee.”

“No sir.”

Mary gets the wine glass and brings it to my lips. I drink the pee as she tips the glass. It’s rather salty and bitter, but I’m thirsty, and I’m able to swallow it. Mary puts the glass on the dresser. Tony finishes his cigarette, and he and Mary have sex. They have sex for about an hour, and it’s better than watching it on TV. I can smell Mary’s scent filling the room. I can see that Mary is enjoying herself and she orgasms another six times.

Tony asks me, “Slave, did you enjoy watching us fuck?”

“Yes sir.”

“Did it arouse you?”

“Yes sir.”

“Would you like to come?”

“Yes sir.”

“Well slave, feel free to stand there and masturbate for us.”

Tony and Mary laugh. Of course, I can’t masturbate with my hands handcuffed behind my back. Tony and Mary light a cigarette, and smoke it while lying next to each other.

Tony turns to Mary, “I think it’s time slave had some fun. Mary, kiss him for a few minutes, then blow him. I know he’s horny, but try to make it last for as long as you can.”

Mary gets up and comes over to me. We kiss for a few minutes, and she kneels in front of me. She kisses and licks my cock for a little while before she takes it in her mouth. I’m very horny and she uses as little pressure as she can. I can feel everything she does, more than I’ve ever been able to feel before. After about twenty minutes of light pressure, I can feel the orgasm welling up inside. She opens her mouth and stops for a couple of minutes. I calm down a little, and she resumes the light licking and sucking. After ten minutes another orgasm wells up and this time she doesn’t stop. I have a huge orgasm, and she swallows the come. I’m sure it was a lot. All of the standing, and then the orgasm, was just too much. My knees buckle, and I fall to the floor.

I must have hit my head on the floor because the next thing I remember is that I’m lying on the bed. I have a huge headache. The handcuffs and ankle restraints are off. Mary is sitting on the bed next to me. She’s wearing the same t-shirt and jeans she wore when she left earlier in the day. She notices that I’m awake, and asks, “Are you all right?”

“I guess so. I have a headache.” I feel groggy.

“I’ll bet. You hit the floor hard. Thank goodness Tony was here. He helped me get you up on the bed. I’ll get you some aspirin.”

Mary leaves, and returns with aspirin and a glass of water. I take the aspirin, and drink all of the water.

“Could you get me another glass of water?” I asked.

“Sure.”

Mary leaves and returns with another glass of water. I drink it.

“Thanks for the water.”

Mary looked concerned. “Are you feeling better?”

“A little.”

Mary gives me a big hug.

“I’m sorry. Tony and I took advantage of you, and pushed you too far. We shouldn’t have had you standing for so long. You were standing for what, ten or eleven hours straight.”

“It’s OK. Until I fell down, I didn’t realize how tired I was. You were good at distracting me. How long was I unconscious?”

“About a half-hour. Tony leaped out of the bed and helped me get you up on the bed. I went downstairs and got the keys, and we got you out of the handcuffs and ankle restraints. Tony got dressed while you were unconscious and left after you woke up.”

“I’m tired. I think I’ll just go to sleep.”

“OK honey.” Mary gave me a big kiss. “Good night.”

Mary turned off the light and left. The headache was going away, and soon I was asleep. I woke up a couple of hours later than normal, feeling pretty good, and was late to work. The day was normal, and I picked up Mary after work. On the drive home we talked about what had happened yesterday.

Mary asked, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m fine. Are you still mad at me for putting a camera in the bedroom?”

“No, I got over that after I went out yesterday and ran into Tony. Do you understand why I got so mad?”

“Because I didn’t discuss putting the camera in the bedroom with you?”

“Yes.”

“Did you have a good time with Tony?”

“Oh, yes! I loved the way he ordered both of us around. I’m trying to be dominant for you, but I love being submissive so much more. Did you like obeying Tony?”

“I didn’t enjoy it as much as I enjoy obeying you, but I knew it would make you happy, so I did. I’m glad he wasn’t mean to me. You were very dominant when you were angry. Maybe I should get you mad at me before we start.”

“No, don’t do that. I might hurt you. It wasn’t fun. I was so angry with you that I wanted to hurt you. I didn’t give a shit how you felt; I just wanted you to make me come and come. I was still mad when I sent you to the basement to lock yourself up. Now that I think about it, it gets me wet knowing that I can send you down there to watch porno and you can’t play with yourself. I might want to do that more than just on Sundays.”

“You can do that. Just bring someone home to fuck, and you can send me to the basement whenever you want.”

“Does that include Tony?”

“Ouch. Yes, it includes Tony. Do you love him.”

“I enjoy his company in bed. He’s too dominant for me. When we were living together, he wound up making all of my decisions for me. He wasn’t overbearing; I just found myself deferring to him about everything. I do like being with him on occasion.”

We got home, ate a light dinner, and spent the rest of the evening cuddling on the sofa watching TV. I went to bed a little early. The rest of the week was ordinary. I kept working on the basement in my spare time. Sunday came, and I was in the basement working when I heard Mary ask loudly, “Where’s my makeup chair?”

I stopped what I was doing, undressed, locked on the ankle restraints and handcuffs, and got on my hands and knees in front of the makeup table. Mary was wearing the red dress. She sat on my back, making sure her bare ass rested on my back. I watched her put the makeup on. When she finished she got up and said, “What else do you have to show me?”

“I’ve finished the throne, Mistress.”

“I can see that. It looks beautiful with all that red velvet. Show me how it works.”

“Yes Mistress.”

I walk over to the side of the throne. It looks more like a recliner than a throne. The seat is high, the back is reclined at about a 30-degree angle, and Mistress can stretch her legs out.

“The side of the throne opens up, and I get in. I’m kneeling, and my head sticks up through this hole in the seat. You close the side, and lock it. Then you use the steps on the other side to get up on the seat. The built in ashtray is on the left, and there’s a drink holder on the right. When you want me to eat you, you just say, “Eat me”. When you want me to stop, you just say, “Stop”. If you put a movie in the VCR or set the cable box before you come downstairs, you can watch TV.”

“Sounds yummy. Let’s try it out.”

I open the side of the throne and get in. I kneel down, and bend over to hook the handcuff chain to a hook on the wall. I straighten up, and nod to Mary. She closes and locks the side of the throne. She climbs up into the throne. Once she’s arranged her dress and comfortable, my face is right in her pussy. I hear her light a cigarette and take a puff.

“Eat me.”

I lick the pussy juice up and suck on her clit. Mary squirms around a little, but I’m in a good position. My neck is comfortable as I suck on her clit. She has four or five orgasms before I hear, “Stop”.

I stop. My face is still next to her pussy. I can smell her strong scent, and I’m aroused. Good thing my hands are handcuffed and I can’t touch my cock, or I’d be masturbating.

“This is fucking fantastic. Or I should say, sucking fantastic. If I didn’t have to go to the bathroom, I could spend the whole day in this chair.”

“Mistress, if you pee slowly, you don’t have to get up to go to the bathroom.”

“I don’t? Where does the pee…? Oh. I don’t want you to do that. That was Tony’s idea, not mine. I do need to go to the bathroom though. Don’t go away.”

Mary got up and I could hear her go up the stairs. I heard the TV go on behind me; it was some movie. I heard Mary come back down the stairs, and I felt her get back on the throne. It took a minute for her to get her dress straightened out, and her pussy was back in my face.

“Eat me.”

I give her three or four orgasms before she says, “Stop.” I listen to the TV for what seems like an hour.

“Eat me.”

I eat Mary until she says, “Stop”. She spends the rest of the day watching TV and being eaten, getting up occasionally. My knees are hurting when she unlocks the side of the throne and lets me out. We go upstairs and Mary masturbates me, then we cuddle.

Our life settled into a comfortable routine. During the week we worked, and after work we’d watch TV or go out. We would have sex three or four times a week. On Sunday, Mary puts the red dress on, and dominates me. She loves the throne, but sometimes she brings me into the bedroom and masturbates while I watch. On occasion, she has me lock myself in the basement, and she brings some guy over to fuck while I watch. I have no idea who these guys are; she’s never brought another guy down to the basement. As far as I know, she hasn’t been with Tony since that night.

I could go into more details about our Sunday experiences, but I’d just be repeating myself. I had one other unusual experience. One Friday evening at around seven Mary called.

“Hi, how ya doin’?”

“I’ll pick you up in ten minutes.”

“No, I’ve got a ride home. Go lock yourself in the basement with the bedroom camera on. I’ve got a surprise for you.”

“As you command Mistress. Bye.”

I hung up, and went into the basement. I took off my clothes and locked on the handcuffs and ankle restraints. I turned on the TV, and locked myself into the cell. About 45 minutes passed before I heard people come in upstairs. It was another 20 minutes before I saw Mary walk into the bedroom. Candy and Nikki followed her in. Candy and Nikki are dancers from The Flamingo that Mary and I knew. I hadn’t seen them since I’d moved in with Mary. Candy is a tall blonde with nice soft breasts and a nice ass. Nikki is a shorter brunette with pierced nipples and a stud in her tongue. Nikki is a little wild, and I was sure she’d enjoy dominating me. They took off their clothes and made each other happy on the bed. They kissed and fondled and ate each other for a couple of hours at least. They were lying in bed resting, smoking a cigarette, when I heard Mary say, “Are you ready to see my surprise?”

They got up and left the bedroom. I could hear them coming down the basement stairs, and come over to where I was locked up. The three of them stood in front of the cell, watching me watch them.

Nikki asked me, “Did you enjoy watching us eating each other, slave?”

“Yes Mistress Nikki.”

“Mary told us what you’ve been doing and invited us over to see for ourselves. I like what I see, how about you Candy?”

Candy answered, “His cock sure is hard. Yes, I like what I see.”

Nikki asked me, “Think you can satisfy three horny women, slave?”

“I’ll try, Mistress Nikki.”

“You’ll do more than try, slave. Mary invited us to spend the night, and we expect you to satisfy us. Mary, get him out of that cell and into the throne.”

Mary unlocks me from the cell, and leads me to the throne. The girls watch intently as I crawl into the throne and Mary locks the side. I’m glad I’m off my feet, but I have no idea how long I’ll be locked in the throne. Nikki is the first one up on the throne.

Nikki commands me, “Eat me.”

I eat Nikki to three or four orgasms before she says, “Stop”. Candy sits in the throne next, and I eat her to a couple of orgasms. Mary is next, and I eat her to four orgasms. My jaw is getting tired. Nikki gets back on the throne for another three or four orgasms. Mary is next, and I eat her to a couple of orgasms. She doesn’t move after she says, “Stop”, and I’m thankful for the break. I hear Mary light a cigarette and take a puff.

Mary sees Nikki and Candy watching her recline on the throne. “So, what do you think of my throne?”

Nikki answers, “It’s fantastic! I wish I had one of these at home.

Candy answers, “It’s very nice.”

Mary exclaims, “It’s great. I’ve spent the entire day on my throne, watching TV, having slave eat me whenever I want.”

Candy asks Mary, “What does he get out of it?”

“Hell if I know. His hands are handcuffed; he can’t even masturbate. He ate us to lots of orgasms but he can’t have one. Just thinking about that makes me wetter sometimes. Slave, tell Candy why you like this so much.”

“Mistress Candy, I get pleasure from knowing that I’m giving pleasure to my Mistress. Yes, I wish I could masturbate, but I’ve built this throne so that I can’t. Knowing my pleasure has to wait makes it more arousing for me. Just smelling the scent coming from Mistress’ pussy arouses and torments me.”

Nikki tells Mary, “Mary, get him out of the throne, and tied to the bed. I’m getting a little tired.”

Mary unlocks the side of the throne, and lets me out. She picks up a handcuff key, and I follow the girls to the bedroom. I have trouble getting up the stairs with the ankle restraints, and the women are sitting on the bed waiting for me. Mary and Nikki are smoking a cigarette.

Nikki tells Mary, “Mary, lock him to the bed.”

I lie on the bed. Mary unlocks my right wrist, threads the handcuffs through the headboard, and locks my right wrist. Mary and Nikki stand up and watch as Candy climbs on me and kisses me. She kisses me for several minutes before she stops.

Nikki tells me, “Slave, the three of us are going to sleep here tonight. We’re going to have to lay all over you; there isn’t enough room in the bed. Hope you enjoy yourself.”

Mary turned off the light, and the girls came to bed. We only have a queen-size bed, and at least two of the girls were lying next to me all night. In their sleep, they would throw a leg or an arm over me. If that wasn’t enough, Nikki and Candy would wake up and kiss me for several minutes, then go back to sleep. I didn’t sleep well, and the night lasted a long time. 

The girls woke up and went to the bathroom. They came back into the bedroom and pleasured themselves on top of me. Nikki and Candy kissed me at times, but the women mainly pleasured themselves. The women sat down on the foot of the bed, smoking a cigarette. All I could see were their backs.

Nikki turned to Mary. “Mary, I’ve had a great time. Thanks for inviting me over.”

Candy chimed in. “Thanks Mary for inviting me over.”

Mary answered them both. “You’re welcome.”

Nikki looked back at me. “Maybe we should untie slave and let him pee.”

Mary looked back at me. “Good idea.”

Mary unlocked me from the headboard, and locked the handcuffs back on my wrists in front of me. Nikki followed me into the bathroom.

Nikki commanded, “Hands behind your head slave. No touching your cock.” Nikki aims my cock for me. “Pee.”

“I can’t, I’m too excited.”

Nikki smacks my bottom with her other hand. “Pee.” She smacks my bottom several times and despite her hand holding my cock I manage to pee.

“Good boy.”

We finish and go back into the bedroom.

Nikki tells Mary, “Mary, lock him to the bed again.”

Mary locks me to the headboard. Nikki and Mary light a cigarette and stand at the foot of the bed, watching me.

Nikki turns to Candy. “Candy, blow him to an orgasm. Be careful, he’s horny. Try to make it last a few minutes, at least.”

Candy gets on the bed with me, and kisses me for a couple of minutes. She moves down to my cock, and lightly licks it. She licks me for a few minutes, and starts sucking it. She sucks me lightly for a few minutes before I come. She swallows all of my come, and gets up and lights a cigarette. Nikki and Candy get dressed and leave. Mary unlocks me, gets dressed, and goes to work. I spend the remainder of the afternoon resting.




Mary, Mary, Quite Contrary



Beth Colbert knew she was asleep. She knew this pleasure she was receiving was a dream she was having but god it felt good. She was lying on a bed in a motel room surrounded. She really didn't know how many cocks there were. All she knew is that they seem to be never ending. One would shoot its hot load of cum into her well used pussy and another would take its place. Sometimes the hard cock would fuck her pussy while others slid into her well fucked ass. Load after load of hot sticky semen exploded into her holes. She couldn't remember exactly how many had cum in her pussy or ass but there was, so far, 5 that had dumped their huge loads into her mouth. Some so thick and plentiful she could not swallow all of the spunk. It dribbled down her chin, her neck and her tits to flow onto the nearly soaked sheet upon which she lay.

Her pussy was soaking wet as the dream dispelled as she awoke and she ran her hands over her hard nipples down her still flat belly to her dripping cunt. Her fingers parted her soggy labia and she began to rub her rock hard clit. She marveled again as she always did at the size of her clitoris. When fully aroused it was nearly an inch and a half long and looked like a little cock head poking from beneath is hood. She had always been embarrassed by the "little cock" as her late husband called it as he suckled on her very sensitive organ. But damn her clit would throb and pulsate as her hubby and others had sucked her little cock. 

She began to pinch the engorged flesh and shuddered as the first ripples of an approaching orgasm began to surge through her excited body. God what would it really be like to have that many cocks fuck her? How many could she really take before passing out from the sheer pleasure as one cock after another after another ravaged her body? She pinched harder and began to roll her massive clit as she began to shake, knowing what was to come. She had not yet even been to the bathroom and she could certainly feel her full bladder begin to rebel against the contractions of her approaching orgasm. 

She shuddered and bit her bottom lip to keep from screaming as her pleasure broke over her like a tsunami hitting the beach. Her eyes watered as brilliant color flashes exploded as she came hard. Her bladder released as the orgasm hit its most intense part and piss squirted off the bed onto the carpet as she bit harder on her lip. She collapsed against the bed as cum and piss began to dribble down her thighs. Her breath ragged as she recouped from the hard orgasm. So caught up in the intensity of her orgasm, she did not notice the two sets of eyes peering through her slightly ajar bedroom door.

Mary and John, her twins had graduated from high school only a few weeks earlier and their 18th birthday party happened only a week before the party. As they watched their mother pleasure herself and piss all over the place John rubbed his hard cock against Mary's fine slightly plump ass. As they watched, Mary responded by pulling up her nightie and spreading her feet. John, never one to pass up his twin sister's pussy, shoved his hard cock deep into her and they simply stood there not moving as Mary's cunt milked her brother's 8 inch cock. John loved the way Mary's pussy milked his cock and often they would not move and just let Mary's cunt force his cum from John's balls.

As their mother's orgasm waned they stepped back from the door John's cock still buried completely within his sister's hot cunt. He grabbed her hips and began to fuck her with hard, long, deep strokes just the way she liked it. 

"Quit fucking around John and fuck me hard!" Mary demanded. "I am so fucking hot I can't stand it."

"Anything for you, Sis." John replied and began to pound his rock hard cock into his sister's wet hot cunt as she wished. 

"Oh fuck yeah baby." Mary cooed as the head of John's cock pushed against her cervix. "Fuck me harder lover. Come on fuck me like the whore I am."

John said nothing. Mary knew he liked her to talk like this during their fuck sessions and she was more than happy to oblige him because she wanted his cum. She loved the feeling of it ever since the first time he had shot into her on their 14th birthday. They had always been close as most twins are but there was always more between them than most twin siblings. Mary had been the one to initiate the sex between them. She had watched her first porno movie at a sleep over at her friend Amy's house and had immediately become consumed with the cocks she had seen in the movie. She knew she had to have one inside her. The games she and Amy played with a couple of other girl friends since they were around 12 had introduced her to the delights of Sappho, but it was cock she wanted and there was one waiting for her at her house. That first time ahd caused them to create the path between their bedrooms so they could fuck without their parents suspecting a thing.

And once that first cock slid (it was her brother's big cock) into her tearing away her maidenhood she was even more enamored with male anatomy. She loved cock. Sucking them, fucking them, stroking them even her ass loved the feeling of a hard cock pushing into her body. She was a screamer and they had had to learn to be awfully quiet when they fucked with mom in the house. Now, watching mommy piss all over the place as she masturbated planted an idea in her head as her orgasm jerked her back into the present moment and John pulled out of her cunt as usual and she spun around, opening her mouth to take his precious offering into her belly.

They both looked up as movement through the bedroom door broke their concentration and the quickly retreated to their bedrooms. Mary knew as soon as their mother went downstairs John would be coming through the hole they had made in the adjoining walls their shared in their closets. He'd want more pussy and she would happily open her legs for her dear sweet brother to fuck her senseless. She took off her clothes, jumped onto the bed, opened her legs widely and began to twist and pinch her clit just as she watched her mother do. God it was so hot watching mommy masturbate. She hadn't planned on letting John fuck her as they watched but she couldn't help it. Watching mommy fuck her pussy made her so horny that even the orgasm she had just had wasn't enough to quell her desire. She needed more cock and John would be more than happy to fuck his slut sister.

As she played with her cunt she wondered what had caused her mom to wake up so horny that she had had to cum even before she had went to the bathroom. What had she been dreaming just before she woke up and played with herself until she had pissed all over the place with such intensity. Mary bet herself it was something hot. Mom had never lacked for male company since dad had been killed in that horrible car accident and now that Mary thought about it there would have had to have been some female companionship as well. Mom's trips to Las Vegas with their next door neighbor Robin were certainly suspicious now that she thought about it. Mary smiled as her orgasm rocked through her body at the thought of fucking their redheaded next door neighbor. The thoughts of lying between her mom's legs and lapping at her huge clit caused a jolt of pleasure to course through Mary's extremely excited body. 

Mary's thoughts surprised her. She knew she loved sex with both men and women. She and been having sex since she and Amy began to fuck when they were 12 and the older she got the more she liked and wanted sex. Was she becoming a sex maniac? Addicted to the feelings that her orgasms gave her? Perhaps she smiled as the last flutters ebbed from her body, but she couldn't help it. If she was becoming a nymphomaniac so be it. 

Where the hell was John? She wondered as she got up, licking her fingers clean of her delicious pussy juices. She pushed back the curtain that hid the hole between the closets and stepped through her pussy juices running down her thighs. John was passed out on his bed his big cock soft against his belly. The asshole had fallen sleep instead of coming to fuck her again. Well he'd pay for that little mistake. 

She looked down at him wondering how hot it would be to see his fat cock pounding away into their mother's cunt. Have her screaming for him to cum into the pussy that gave birth to them 18 years ago the way she did every time John pushed that wonderful brother cock into his sister's eager and always ready cunt. Her cunt throbbed with the thought and she had to figure a way to make it happen. But how could she make it happen? 

The answer flashed into her mind as soon as the question was posed. Robin. Mary would bet anything Robin and mom going to Las Vegas twice a year for a "girl's weekend away" was for more than just gambling. Her pussy twitched again at the thought of their sexy neighbor with the huge tits and her mom fucking. Did they go out and get cock together or did they just lick and suck and use toys on each other? Either way was hot and Mary decided in that moment to find out and, if true, to fuck not only Robin but her sexy mother as well.

Mary grinned. Now she had a plan and John would just have to wait until she was ready to give him some more pussy because she was on a pussy hunting mission of her own and John would just have to wait. Of course she admitted to herself he wouldn't have to wait long because she couldn't go more than a day with a hard cock fucking her. She went back into her room and thought of taking a shower but then decided against it as the scent of her pussy was strong and she wanted to make sure Robin could smell her. She pulled on a sleeveless tee shirt and a pair of cutoff jeans not even bothering to put on her shoes as she went down the stairs, out the back door and over to Robin's house.

She knocked and was pleasantly surprised when Robin, dressed is a silk robe with obviously only panties on underneath it answered the door. The first day of summer break was going to be a lot of fun.