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Opportunity

By: msgimply



Opportunity: A narrative from Ms. Gimply's collection

My room mate, Eileen, was away for the weekend with her boyfriend. Of course, I was jealous. I always told her that I didn't know how she managed to attract and keep a man since she was a high level para and completely dependent on her wheelchair. She isn't that good looking, either, but I don't tell her that. Anyway, she always seems to have a guy around.

Now I have a bit better shape than she does and probably am a bit prettier. I don't need a wheelchair, either, as I can get around on crutches. Of course my Spina Bifida gives me a shuffling gait that is not sexy to look at. I have to wear a diaper for security when I am out for any length of time. Either that, or I have to stop drinking liquid hours before I go anywhere unprotected. No wonder I can't get a guy.

Eileen laughs at me and says I have no idea what some guys will put up with or even like. She tells me that my crotch probably works better than hers anyway. (Eileen can be very crude.) She laughs that she can't get an orgasm anywhere below her boobs and that I should be able to get off in the right place even if I make a mess. She says it's a matter of attitude and being open to opportunities that present themselves. 

In the first place, she says, a girl should always carry condoms and a tube of KY jelly. Condoms will repel both diseases and babies. Girls like us should be careful of both of those things. The jelly will make up for imperfections in the workings of the crotch. (I told you she was crude.) It can also be used in all sort of creative games. (She didn't say what those games might be.)

I admired Eileen's frankness and daring. I don't know she had shed her inhibitions or if she ever had any in the first place. I had grown up sheltered from all consideration of sexuality. My mother had dutifully discussed menstruation when the time came but never anything else. I guess the unspoken assumption was that the disabled daughter would necessarily be tragically and eternally chaste.

My first experience of sex was with a gimpy dork from the special school. (I'm not complaining about the gimp part, but the dork issue was a serious drawback.) We had schemed for weeks to find a place and time. Finally he bribed his room mates to stay away during study time and I sneaked to the boys wing of the dorm. The kissing was fun but then he started to grope under my panties and protective pads. He began to groan. I couldn't think of anything to groan about but I went along with it. I felt his finger inside me. It felt wonderful and terrible all at the same time. I almost told him to stop.

His pants were down and he started to undress me too. He ejaculated all over my leg before he got very far. Then he began to cry and say he was sorry and that I was wonderful. I was wet and sticky and half undressed. I could only think of escape. I rearranged myself as well as I could and sneaked out without getting caught.

I wondered if I was really still a virgin since only his finger had been inside me. I didn't know anyone to ask. I wish I had known Eileen in those days. I did ask her years later when I told her about the dork. She almost fell out of her chair laughing.

Eventually, I figured out from books and magazines how things worked. By trial and error I learned to masturbate. Some of the time, unless I had planned ahead and avoided liquid, I peed into my hand when my climax came. It felt good but I was glad that I was alone when it happened. My further experience with boys was limited and I continued to attract dorks. It never got better than the first time.

Anyway, that's the way things stood when Eileen was away for the weekend. I decided that I would take the bull by the horns and get condoms and jelly and look for the opportunities that she insisted were everywhere. As I left the building, I greeted the guy who was working on a landscaping project in front. He was tall and dark. His muscles rippled every time he lifted the shovel he was wielding. He was a hunk. (Eileen would say that he is do-able.) He smiled and said "Hi." and kept at his work.

Walgreen's was a few blocks away. As I entered, I wondered how I was going to buy the things I wanted without being noticed. I had scouted out the condoms and KY jelly many times before but I didn't want just to head directly there as if that was where I wanted to go. Instead, I picked up some aspirin and a bag of hard candy. I slowly circled the target area. I picked up a package of tampons. Then I put them back because I didn't want the cashier to notice how much attention I was paying to my crotch. (Now I am starting to sound like Eileen.) I arrived at my destination and quickly picked up the things I had decided on long before.

I put my purchases down at the cash register. The cashier didn't even look up as she rang them up. They must be trained to be discrete like that. I wondered if she would joke about it with the other employees after I left. In any case, the deed was done. I put my things into my shoulder bag and I escaped out the door.

The weather had taken a turn. The sky was dark and the wind was gusting. I hurried as fast as my crutches would carry me but still had a block to go when the rain started to come in sheets. I was instantly soaked and dripped the rest of the way home. The landscape guy had retreated to his truck to wait out the storm. The sudden rain had soaked the newly turned soil and washed a thick sheet of mud across the sidewalk. I stepped carefully on the mud but my feet were immediately out from under me. I hit the ground and slid about three feet. I said a word I had learned from Eileen. I tried to position my crutches to get up and slipped again. Tears came.

I looked up to see the landscape hunk sprinting in my direction. "Are you alright?" he asked.

"Yes," I told him through the tears, "But I'm stranded like a whale on the beach." He reached down to lift me and he slipped, too, and was beside me on the sidewalk. I started to laugh. He managed to right himself and then lift me to standing position. He supported me with one arm and retrieved my bag and crutches with the other. Now two of us were covered with mud. And by now we were both laughing.

He accompanied me to the door and said "Will you be alright now?" 

"Yes. Thanks a lot." I said. "I have a washer and dryer at my place. Come in and we'll take care of your clothes." I screwed up my courage and added "I have condoms, too." I hoped my voice was not too shaky.

He smiled. "I need to clean up this mess first. It should only take a few minutes now that the rain has stopped." I told him the apartment number.

I made my way in a daze. I thought of Eileen and how pleased she would be with me. I also thought about how mad the building super was going to be when he found the trail of mud in the hallway and elevator. He already resented having the accessible apartments in the building. He thought they were extra work.

Once in the door, I shed my wet and muddy clothes by the washer. Naked in the bathroom, I discarded the dreaded diaper into the container and sat down to empty as much as I could.

I headed to my bedroom and put the packet of condoms and the tube of jelly on the night table. I pulled a robe from my closet and put it on. After a minute I took it off again. I think that's what Eileen would have done. I combed my hair back and tied it and headed naked back to the bathroom just in case. As I passed the thermostat I turned it up a few degrees.

I wondered if my guy would come. Even if he didn't I would have a story for Eileen. The buzzer sounded and I pushed the button to let him in. I unlocked my door and then I panicked. What should I do next? I was naked as the day I was born and a strange man was coming. I fled to the washing machine then heard his knock at the door. "Come in," I called "it's open" When I heard the door open and close I said "Lock the door behind you, please, and come in here to the washer."

He found me naked and casually putting my clothes into the machine. "Put yours in here too," I said with only a sidelong glance. "It won't take very long." Now we were both naked and we looked directly at each other. He eyed me up and down. I almost didn't dare to look below his chest which had tight little ringlets of hair. But, I stole a few glances down and could see that he was not circumcised.

I said "Look, you don't have to do this unless you want to. With my damned spinal condition I might even pee on you by accident." He smiled and reached out and very gently stroked the side of my breast just by the armpit. My whole body melted. If I had not been so careful, I think I would have wet myself on the spot. This guy was definitely not a dork!

I dropped my crutches and drew him to me. The tip of my tongue traced the ringlets on his chest. He smelled and tasted of dirt and sweat. Then I raised my face and received his tongue between my lips. We stayed that way for a long time until I said "We need to shower." He supported me again while he retrieved my crutches from the floor.

I led the way and sat down in the shower chair that I shared with Eileen. It is like a toilet seat with an open front set into a metal frame with wheels. (Of course, Eileen calls it our crotch washer.) I wheeled into the large shower stall and he followed. I turned on the water and he took the removable shower head in his hand. He sprayed himself all over and then turned the water on me. I untied my hair and washed it while he soaped and scrubbed his upper body. He rinsed himself and then my hair."You can wash the parts of me that you can reach," he said and handed me the shower head. 

"Turn around," I ordered. I wasn't quite ready to deal with him frontally. I had still been keeping my eyes averted as much as I could. I soaped and scrubbed his tight buttocks. I let my hands linger longer than they needed to just to get the washing done. I could reach most of his legs from my chair. He obligingly raised one foot at a time so I could wash them too.

Only the inevitable remained. He slowly turned to face me. His penis was fully erect. I soaped and stroked his testicles and then let my hands work on his penis. I washed its whole length. When I reached the tip, it was his turn to melt. He made a little moan and said, "Wait, Hon, wait for the finish."

He took the soap and washcloth from me and began to wash and massage my shoulders from behind. I leaned forward in my chair and he continued down my back to my buttocks. He kept at it, working on my muscles one at a time, undoing all the tightness that comes from walking with crutches on legs that don't quite go where they are supposed to. I decided on the spot that even if I never saw him again, I would find someone to do that to my back. He sat me upright in the chair and soaped my chest and my belly. His fingers found that special place on my breast and lingered there. Then he showed me that the other breast was just as sensitive. I couldn't imagine that it could ever get better. He knelt in front of me and turned his attention to my feet and my legs. I don't much sensation below my thighs, but I could feel his gentle pressure and it exited me even more.

There was only one thing left. I can't bring myself to use Eileen's language to tell about it. His soapy hand slipped under the open seat and washed quickly and deftly. His finger slipped in and out of my anus. When he had washed his hand again, he repeated with my vagina. After gently scrubbing with the cloth, his bare hand returned and almost instantly found the magic spot that had taken me so long to discover. He slowly circled his finger in exactly the right place. 

Still kneeling, He put his other hand behind my head and drew my mouth to his. His tongue played inside my mouth in the same rhythm as his finger in my magic place. 

I felt like a wave was going to break over me and I began to moan. When I did, his hand slowed and his finger moved away from the place. At he same time he sucked my tongue into his mouth and roughly circled it around. "Don't stop," I moaned and his finger came back and his tongue again played in my mouth. My ecstasy rose to an even higher pitch. When an even bigger wave seemed about to break he slowed again. I couldn't object.

He repeated once again and I had no will left. The wave seemed even bigger and then it broke but only when he wanted it to. I shuddered and cried. His tongue went deep into my mouth and I sucked it even deeper. The waves continued to break, but a bit smaller each time. His hand between my legs slowed and stopped. I was quivering. I was sure that I couldn't stand or walk and I didn't care. I probably had peed on his hand, but in the shower it didn't matter.

In a shaky voice I told him where the towels were. He dried himself and then wrapped me in a huge bath towel. I said "I can't possibly walk." He lifted me and I dreamily directed him to my bedroom. He laid me on the bed. 

I found a condom and unwrapped it with shaky hands. I sat up and rolled it onto him. I handed him the tube of KY and said, "I'm not sure that I make enough lubrication to do this comfortably and easily. Please use this to make sure." Then I lay on my back and opened the front of the towel. With my hands I pulled my knees up and shamelessly spread my legs as far apart as they would go. Slowly, he coated a finger with the jelly and urged it into my vagina and began gently to massage. He used more jelly and I think he had three fingers inside me. I felt wonderfully full and yearned for more.

He said "Now it should be nice for you." He covered me with his body and I felt him slowly coming into me. He kept looking at my face and stopped when he thought he might be hurting me. When I was used to it I would say "More" and the fullness would increase. I had never imagined that I had so much room inside me.

When I felt his pubic bone touch my special spot, he said "Now, you're in charge. Let your tongue tell me what to do. When it comes into my mouth, I will come into you. When you pull your tongue back I will pull back from you."

I was surprised and embarrassed. I had no idea what to do. I thrust my tongue deep into his mouth and I felt his pressure on my spot. Then I slowly pulled my tongue back an I felt him follow. I was afraid that he was going to come out and, too quickly, I thrust my tongue back deep in his mouth. His thrust was sharp and took me by surprise. I cried out. "You're in charge," he repeated. "Just take it easy."

I found the right rhythm and let him withdraw almost completely and then slowly drew him in until I felt his pubic bone again. I experimented with faster and slower moves until the pleasure was about equally exquisite on thrust, withdrawal and the delicious collision in between. I don't know how long we were at it but I felt the waves begin to build again and I moaned. He said softly "Now I'm in charge again."

He had picked up my rhythm perfectly. But now he began to vary it. He slowed a bit when I wanted it faster and the wave subsided. I didn't plead this time - I knew what he was doing. The waves came again and again, building higher each time. I drew his ear to my lips and whispered, "Please come when I do." He started to moan a bit, too and to gasp. I continued to whisper, "Bring me when you're ready." I knew from his motion that he was about to explode and he let my wave build to its final crash when he did. I think I actually screamed but I can't be sure. I didn't worry about the neighbors I didn't even bother to wonder about an accident.

He continued to come in and out slowly although he didn't seem as big as before. Shivers kept passing through my body. Then he slowly withdrew and carefully removed the condom and dried himself on my towel. He laid his head on my breast and kissed my nipples. His hand rested casually between my legs and his fingers explored. The little shivers continued to come but gradually subsided.

Eventually he said, "I do need to get back to work." I told him how to set the dryer for his clothes. When he finished he came back and sat on the side of the bed. We exchanged names. I told him it had never been like that for me. He said that I was trying to flatter him and that I was obviously a woman of experience. I gave up trying to convince him and let him stroke the sweet place on my breast.

When his clothes were dry and he had retrieved my crutches, I walked him to the door. I was still naked except for the towel I had wrapped around my waist. We embraced and kissed. His fingers went to my breast for a moment and then he was gone.

I locked the door behind him and lingered there. Then I made my way to the couch and sat down. Would he come back? Was he telling his buddies that he had nailed a cripple? Was he telling them that I was any good in bed? Or good in the shower? I had no idea.

I started to giggle. Then I laughed so long and so hard that I felt I had to wrap my arms tightly around my chest just just to hold myself together. I made sure the towel would protect the couch.

After a while the waves of laughter subsided. When I thought I was calm enough to talk coherently I picked up the phone. I giggled only a little bit as I punched Eileen's cell number on the speed dial. 

Opportunity



Glenn stepped into the darkened bar, pausing to let his eyes adjust to the low lighting.

Two men stood up at the bar, talking and pulling on tall bottles of beer. The bored bartender was absentmindedly polishing and stacking glasses.

Off to the side sat a couple, leaned in close, young. New and budding love surrounded them, they seemed oblivious to all around them as their hands and fingers brushed across the tiny table.

Glenn ordered a glass of red wine, the bartender's practiced hands were pouring the drink almost before the words left his mouth.

Glancing around, he stepped over to a nearby table, as the soft sounds of some instrumental group teased the room.

Then he saw her.

Pretty, perhaps 40 at most, she sat by herself against the wall on the far side of the room, close to the door. Her manicured hands idly stirred what looked to be a Bailey's and Coffee with a swizzlestick.

Her outfit was businesslike, the cut of the jacket over her conservative blouse and skirt was expensive. Glenn noticed there appeared to be no rings on her fingers.

Her eyes came up, looked his way, Glenn glanced downwards, not wishing to appear to be staring.

When he glanced back, she was again stirring her drink, seemingly deep in thought.

Glenn thought of walking over to speak to her. He would just say, "Hello.", her eyes would come up and she would smile, inviting.

They would talk, he would let her speak, discover her. The evening would progress, they could find something in each other. She would open up to him like a sweet dew covered Rose in fresh morning light.

Hand in hand, they would walk to his sparse hotel room.

His mind shifted to his ex-wife. Partly his fault, he knew. Days on end, he was always gone, the life of an area representative for a large company.

The money was good, but the home life poor. That day he had come home early, found her and her lover. He remembered the pain, the divorce, all he had worked so hard to build over the years, gone in a flash.

Now endless hotel rooms, endless meetings, hours in airports, on airplanes.

Glenn glanced back at the pretty woman across the room, her eyes met his for an instant, looked away.

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Janet just couldn't stay in her room, her mind was screaming out for company, conversation. She slipped on her jacket, the same one she had worn in the boardroom meeting earlier.

She took the elevator down to the main floor, there was a small bar located there. She ordered a White Russian, walked over to a quiet table and sat.

She had only been there minutes when one of the men up at the bar approached. She saw him coming, bill hat tipped back, heavy at the waist.

She cringed, knowing.

"What's a pretty lady like you doing in a place like this?"

"Please let me be." she had answered, not looking up.

The man had made a couple more efforts, then rejected, he returned to the bar with his friend.

"Cold bitch!" he had muttered, as he walked away.

She thought about her marriage, the divorce. It had all been so sudden, nearly 20 years of what seemed normal, then the surprise.

"Divorce." her husband had said. The word seemed so ugly and dirty, just thrown out there, no warning.

None at all.

Her little house, white with the light green trim, lawn caressed and perfect, gone. All the familiar trappings of a life, the flower beds she had so carefully tended and weeded, all gone.

Janet managed to endure the sex, never denying him, but always struggling to reach her own needs, always failing. So she invested the small delights of her life in her home, her simple and familiar surroundings.

The fantasies never left though. She would dream of strong hands, as she touched herself to fulfill the urges.

Janet noticed when the man stepped in the door. Tall, nice shoulders, in shape. There was a trace of gray at his temples, some thinning of the hair on his forehead. The business suit he wore was well cut, tailored. She looked down at his hands for a ring, saw none.

She stirred her drink, hoping.

She watched out of the corner of her eye as he ordered a wine, tipped the bartender, sat at a table about 30 feet away.

She thought of just getting up and going over there. "Hello!" she would say, he would look up and smile, inviting. They would talk, find out about each other, make friends. She would listen, let him be him, find out about him.

He would be perfect, they would walk hand in hand back to his room. He would kiss her, touch her. His hands would be strong, firm, making her take him, but taking his time, assuring she went with him to her pleasure.

She felt the tingling in her stomach, the slight dampness of herself at the thought of his hands on her, touching.

Janet glanced up, he was looking at her, then looked away. She tried to will herself to get up, go speak to him. Her legs were frozen, what would he think? What would he say?

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Glenn stepped up to the bar, ordered another wine. He seldom had two, but tonight? He was hoping the wine would give him the courage to do what his mind was thinking.

He moved back to his chair, sipped. He glanced again, she was still stirring her drink, apparently deep in thought. She looked up, a hint of a smile, their eyes met for an instant.

He nodded, sipped again from the glass of cheap wine. He thought of what she would be like. Willing? Eager? Could they become an item, build a life?

He remembered the home he had before, how he always felt wonderful, safe, when he walked through the door. He missed the rock garden he had built out front, the short rail fence he had put up to divide his space from the world.

Those days were always the best, the ones he looked forward to. His wife would meet him at the door, a hug, then a few days of normal before he had to hit the road, make sales.

He placed the lady across the room in that role in his mind's eye, thinking of how she would respond as he touched her, loved her. He realized he had developed an erection at his thoughts, embarrassed, he snuggled closer to his table to cover it.

It had been so long.

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Janet got up, walked to the bar, ordered a second drink. She really didn't want the drink, she wanted...Oh, what did she want?

She looked at the man sitting there as she walked back to her table, he didn't look up. She thought again of just walking up to him and trying, her legs wouldn't move.

She again felt the sensations of her body wanting, it had been so long since anything that mattered. She wanted to be held, touched, loved. She wanted to know that when she woke up he would be there, still with her, wanting to be with her.

Janet's mind drifted off again into fantasies of what could be.

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The man across the room stood up, tipped back his glass, set it down, half finished. He turned and headed her direction.

"Here he comes." she thought. She braced, preparing to offer her best smile. The steps approached, he was close.

She started to turn her head to greet him, invite him.

"Good Night," he said, and walked on by and out the door.

Janet sighed, stirred her drink. Finishing it quickly she got up and followed, planning to join him in the elevator.

The elevator doors were closing as she stepped out of the bar, she got a glimpse of him, that was all.

She sighed again, pushing the button. The elevator arrived in short order, the doors opened, empty.

She pressed the button for her floor.



Opportunity



I had been working on the same team as this woman for nearly six months and though I allowed myself to fantasize what kind of lover she was, I hadn't seen but the faintest hint that she might be interested in me. Everything changed one night when she gave me a lift home, answering the call to rescue me from a car that was half a gear shift from the scrap yard. She'd been behaving differently all day, more relaxed and free with her speech including a few sexual innuendos at lunch.

"Thanks for the ride, I really appreciate this."

Her smile was provocatively sinful. "I'll take it out in trade."

"You seem a lot happier today than normal. You come into a lot of money or something?"

"I had a big fight with my boyfriend of over two years and it's left me feeling liberated."

"Well if you don't mind my saying so, it suits you."

"I really don't want to go home right now, he'll be there and I'm not ready to hear one of his half-assed apologies."

I grinned and let my hand brush against her knee. "So you'll stay for a drink then?"

Her response was a silent gaze up through her eyelashes as she lowered her head in a half nod. It lasted only a moment before she turned those baby blues back to the road but it felt as though she spent a lifetime looking right through me while painting murals of herself on the inside of my heart.

My place wasn't far from work and arrived shortly after our brief exchange. Once within I poured her a glass of Southern Comfort and helped myself to a Vodka and Triple-sec. Our first kiss was measured and anxious but by the second I was languidly tasting her lower lip and breathing a quickening passion into her that was met with unchecked reciprocation.

Our clothes quickly fell away and I sat her on my couch, kneeling between her legs I paused a moment to take in her youthful splendor. Her hair was a summer strawberry blond and her skin was a soft cream, brought to its fullest glory in the large globes of her chest. They rose and fell with her breath, bringing her nipples closer to my mouth as I gently brought her clitoris to life with my hands. Her erect tits bounce off my parted lips receiving soft teasing kisses and I check the need to have them between my teeth, knowing that she isn't ready for such enthusiasm.

The petals at my fingertips quiver and moisten as her breathing quickens and gasps. Strangled moans fight their way out of her throat and I let my tongue flick the jutting nipple that's pushed into my mouth by her arching back. My cock is stiff and ready, pulsing in anticipation as I imagine it lost between her heavenly pillows of flesh just beneath her chin.

Her mounting pleasure climaxes as her body spasms and shakes as she grunts through clenched teeth. I steal the opportunity and rise, sheathing my naked penis balls deep into her velvet sleeve. My unexpected penetration was met with a jaw-dropped gasp chased by a moan of surprised pleasure. Alcohol and jilted pride were enough to allow for a little messing around but putting my dick inside of her was an event horizon, no going back now.

My bare chest was now pressed hard against her billowy breasts and my mouth hovered a few inches from her own, tasting her meek attempts at restraint. "No, we can't, we have to stop."

My thrusts were slow and long, allowing her vaginal contractions time to massage the full measure of my organ. Pleas to stop became declarations of "This is wrong" then quickly melted into cries of relenting pleasure. I laid her on the couch and her nails began to dig trails of blood into my back. My thrusts became more forceful and her panting moans followed suit as we surrendered to our blind lust.

My bared teeth grazed the skin covering her clavicle bone and I tasted her perspiration. I wanted to lift her, feed from her, and mark her as my own but such unbridled desires could not be slaked so soon. I knew that whatever progress I'd made thus far would be forfeited should I allow the indulgence of filling her exquisite pink pussy with my semen and my plans for her were far from over.

Moments before the point of no return, I stood and with my left hand jerked my shaft, sticky sweet with her juices, until my thick white cum ejaculated over her tits and stomach. Her head leaned up to watch the act with a hungry gaping mouth, her eyes reflecting her need that spoke of the mounting climax that my withdrawal had halted.

So it was with a satisfied grin I knelt once more between her thighs and kissed her quivering mound. She tasted of salt and tang with a hint of the whiskey that had greased her morals and eagerly drank her juices without restraint. It was here with my mouth that I could take everything without concern that she'd pull back. She bucked against my mouth and gripped my hair tightly as I held her thighs open with my hands and tongued her pink meat with ferocious need.

My dick, still swollen, throbbed with renewed hunger and ached to be brought to a second climax. It was here that her breath became ragged and uneven, letting me know that she was now a slave to the whims of my tongue and her libido. Inhibition and logical thought were cast aside in this primal display and now she would share pleasure and pain without restraint.

I climbed up the length of her prostrate form and sucked her nipples into my mouth one at a time, nibbling and then gnawing as she moaned in complete and breathy subjugation. My hands squeezed and kneaded her fabulously full breasts as I placed my swollen sticky cock between them and proceeded to push them together and roughly rub them up and down my shaft. Her head is tilted up by a throw pillow and her mouth opens to receive the head of my prick.

I grip the back of her head and help her take more of me into her mouth. I can smell her musk on my penis and the thought her tasting herself on me doubles my arousal. Very quickly I accept that her reach is insufficient so I move further up and fuck her face. Her hands dig into my ass cheeks as she bobs her head back and forth on my dick, her tongue jutting out over and over against my sensitive underside.

As she brings me to the brink, she works one of her fingers into my anus, knuckle deep and pressing on my prostate. With one hand in her hair and one gripping the back of the couch, lose it and empty myself into suckling mouth.

We showered together and she began to feel guilty again, saying we couldn't let this happen again and that she would still be with her boyfriend. In response I kissed her and held against me, water cascading over our naked embrace and felt her reluctance melt away.



Opportunity



It had been a long night. With all the drama, and all the confusion, I found myself at Bridgett's house. She was one of my long time friends. I had called her earlier that day to tell her that I found out that my man of five years, Tim, had been cheating on me with his co-worker. I was pissed the fuck off, and Bridgett is just the type of girlfriend you need in that situation. She came by; we both had on jogging suits, tennis shoes, and hats ready to draw blood. We promptly followed his lying cheating ass from work (with her in the car), to a sports bar near his job. They got out the car holding hands and shit like a real fucking couple. Bridgett looked at me and was like, "is this the chick he cheating on you with?" I couldn't even speak because you should've seen this hoe. Sheila (I learned that was her name) looked a hot shitty mess! Bad weave, bad body, bad skin, bad teeth, just bad. We sat in the car for about 30 minutes, waited until they got good and comfortable, and bust in the door and acted a damn fool! Cheaters would have been proud! I went up in there cursing him, her, his momma, her momma, and anybody else I could think of. Then I flipped over food, threw drinks, pulled hair, and scratched faces. I was upset, and my feelings were hurt. I knew I shocked the shit out of him; he had no response to my actions. And, I knew she was not aware he had a woman because she went off on his ass after I got threw with him. Niggas! They get on my fucking nerves!!

Back at Bridgett's house, I sat on the sofa and let the emotion of the night run through me. I cried and complained about his ass and the time I had wasted, and all the shit I put up with, and how things had gotten so good, but this happened. Bridgett just listened, adding her agreements every now and then. We drunk two bottles of wine, and at last, I was worn out. She insisted I stay at her house, and I knew I really was not in any condition to go home and face the bullshit, so I agreed. She took me to the guest bedroom of her home, laid out some towels for me, and closed the door. I took a long, hot shower. The water seemed to take some of the edge off, washing my anger down the drain. It relaxed me, and I stayed in for almost an hour. I was refreshed. I toweled off and entered the attached bedroom. The bed looked so comfortable, with its big fluffy comforter, lots of pillows, and baby blue color. I realized that I didn't have any pajamas, and was about to put on the tank top I had on earlier under my jogging suit, but decided to sleep in the nude. When I lay in the bed, the crisp sheets felt good against my skin. I turned off the light, which made the room pitch black. No light came in, not from the window nor from under the door. Dark, just like I like. Sleep had eluded me the past few nights from worrying about what Tim was doing. But I guess the stress of the day had taken its toll. I was tired, weary, cried out, lonely, and sleepy. I promise I was sleep before my head hit the pillow. 

I awoke to the weight of someone getting in the bed with me. As my eyes focused, I realized I was not at home but at Bridgett's house. I looked at the clock on the nightstand that read 2:24 a.m. I knew it was Bridgett who had gotten in bed with me, although my back was turned against her. I knew that this was going to happen. Frankly, I think I wanted it subconsciously, which is why I slept in the nude. I thought back fifteen years ago when Bridgett and I were roommates in the college dorm. 

Neither of us knew anyone prior to attending FAMU, so we were paired together. It turned out to be good, because we became fast friends. I was a sweet, country girl while Bridgett was rough and experienced. My naivety let her slip into my bed at night claiming bonding. My curiosity let her explore my body, taking my pleasure to new orgasmic heights, and causing my body to cum like a flowing river. We never acted like a couple; we didn't think we were gay. I dated men and so did she. But there were those nights were I let her tease me with her tongue, grind me with her pussy, and stroke me to orgasm with her middle finger. It got to the point that I could not even maintain a relationship because no one could do me like Bridgett. I knew that I needed to break from the situation, or else turn straight lesbo, which was not an option. After my four and half years in college, I pulled away from her. She understood, I think she was going through the same thing herself. However, we remained friends, and were always there for each other in a crisis, hence how we were together on this day.

I never turned around, although I know she knew I was awoke. A few minutes passed, and then I felt her scooting closer to me. The heat from her raised the temperature in my own body. She reached down and placed her hands on my soft, round ass. I heard a low moan escape her lips; she loved it when I slept in the nude. She moved closer and put her hands on my breast, teasing my nipples and causing the juices in me to start flowing. I could feel her breast pushed in my back, and her smooth pussy against my ass. She had got in the bed nude too. I was wet, clit stiff, pussy drenched, nipples hard, and wanting her to do something to me fast. I turned flat on my back, and she immediately put her middle finger into my mouth. I gently sucked it, while she gently sucked my nipples. She removed her finger from my mouth, parted my pussy lips and rubbed her moisten fingers along the length on my vagina. "Ohhh", escaped my lips as she teased my pussy, slowly moving her finger back and forth, up and down, deliberately not touching my clit. I was so wet I could hear the sound of her finger moving around my pussy. She flicked he tongue between my nipples, my neck, and my ear. I was on fire. It had been at least ten years since I had been with Bridgett. I missed it. I decided in that moment that I would take advantage of the night. I was going to let go and let her give me a night to remember. 

Finally, she placed her middle finger onto my anxiously awaiting clit. 

"Ohhh shit. Ohh. Umm. Ssss. Ohh baby I missed you. Ohh this pussy missed you. This pussy missed Bridgett. Ohh."

She moved her finger expertly. She knew me. I was embarrassed by how wet I was, how strong my response was with her. It was never this strong for Tim. I couldn't control myself either. My hips began to grind her finger; we picked up a rhythm. I popped my pussy against her finger, and she stroked my clit slow, faster, fast, slower, slow. My legs spread themselves open even more so I could experience her all in me. I felt my orgasm starting from my toes. Bridgett felt it too, because she slowed down. She knew I came hard on a slow stroking finger. I slowed my grinding to match her speed, and immediately lost the rest of the control I had. 

"Ohh Bridgett. Bridgett. BRIDGETT. OHHHH, OHH SHITT. I'M CUMMING, MA I'M CUMMING. OHHH. OHHHHHHHH. THIS PUSSY'S CUMMING. THIS PUSSY'S CUMMING. OHH SHITT. Ohh shitt, ohhhh. Damn baby."

My whole body was shaking and jerking. I felt the muscles in my vagina contracting. Bridgett wasn't done yet. She gave me some time to calm down, and then she lay on her back and pulled me onto her face. She knew how much I loved that. Riding a face is the best orgasm ever. If gives you control over getting ate out. I spread my legs and lowered myself on her tongue. She flicked it softly against my clit, as I grinded my pussy softly against her. She reached up and grabbed my ass, and I opened my legs a little more and let myself go. I started grinding slow, then faster, faster. I held onto the headboard as I popped my pussy against her mouth. She intensified the feeling by gripping my ass, and giving it a soft slap periodically. "Ohh shit. Shit." I felt that orgasm coming again. I slowed my pace down, and let her lick me to oblivion.

Lick one. "Ohh baby."

Lick two. "Ohhh. Ohhhhhh."

Lick three. "AHHHH. OHHH. OHHHHH. SHIT. SHIT BABY. THIS PUSSY'S CUMMING. I'M CUMMING BABY. OHH BABY. Ohh baby. Ohhhhh."

I laid down flat on my stomach. That had felt so good, and I didn't know if I had the strength to cum again. At least, not right now. Bridgett turned me over on my back, and I knew what she wanted. I let her mount me, and she put my leg in between her pussy. She leaned forward, and began grinding her pussy against me. This was her thing, all the years we messed around I never did her. She seemed to enjoy doing me then tribbing herself against my leg or my pussy. She situated herself, and I could feel her getting wet. She started slow, while I licked her nipples and fondled her ass. She picked up speed, until she was humping so fast and so hard, she seemed to be raising her body up in the air. Then she came. Not loud, like me. Softly in my ear, she moaned, and her body trembled. She got off me and looked at me. Neither of us said anything for a while. Then she said, "Let's take a shower."

We stood under the water, not bathing but caressing each other's bodies. Enjoying the feel of one another because although it wasn't said, we knew it would probably be another ten years before we got to do this again. Bridgett slowly cornered me in the shower. She gripped my ass, and stuck her finger in my pussy again. I guess this was one for the road. She kissed my nipples and once again stroked my clit to orgasm. I came so hard that I almost collapsed on the shower floor. When I calmed down, she kissed me gently on the lips and exited the shower, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I slept late the next morning, and when I awoke, Bridgett had already left for work. I don't see how she got out of bed after the night we had. Me, I worked from home and was used to late mornings. I let myself out and locked the door behind me with the spare key, and went home to confront my own drama. Bridgett and I have gone on as if nothing happened. I do miss the feel of her; her finger, her tongue, her wet pussy. Although I don't want another "crisis" to happen to bring us together again, I am awaiting that day. Awaiting that drama, that crisis, that incident that will create the opportunity for another secret rendezvous. 



Opportunity



Kali stepped out of the shower into her steamy bathroom. She toweled off her hair as she stepped in front of the floor length mirror. Damn, she thought to herself as she looked at her reflection. She admired her strawberry blonde hair as it hung down to her shoulders still dripping wet. She followed a drop of water with her eyes as it rolled down her neck and in between her two perfect, large, and supple breasts. Her rosy nipples were hard from the cold air outside of the shower. She followed the bead of water down her toned tummy past her neatly manicured landing strip all the way until it dripped off of the perfect lips of her vagina. Her naked body was a work of art. Perfectly proportioned and evenly tanned, she was a sight for any man lucky enough to get her out of her clothes. She was not a prude by any means, but she was definitely not easy. A man had to be willing to try to get her out of her clothes and in their bed, and when they did, she was more than worth it. She was still staring at herself in the mirror when a knock at the door brought her back to reality. 

"Shit" she said out loud. She quickly wrapped the towel around herself and walked to the front door of her apartment. She cracked the door open, making sure to keep herself covered mostly by the door.

"Hi, Leo." It was the guy from across the hall. She had noticed him when she first moved in and man was he hot. She had never worked up the courage to actually speak to him more than just cordial hellos as they passed in the hall. Now she was wondering why he was knocking on her door.

"Hi Kali. I don't really have any good reason to be over here, I just couldn't take not saying something to you anymore so I figured I would come knock on your door and give it a shot."

Was he serious, was he really seriously just randomly knocking on her door? Kali couldn't believe it. She silently kicked herself for not taking the time to put on some clothes before she answered the door. This was a great opportunity though, she couldn't pass this up. He was one of the few men she had ever met that she would go out of her way to sleep with. This could be her chance to accomplish that goal. 

"You know, I've been having the same problem with you. It's a good thing you came and knocked this morning," she said, still standing behind the door.

"Well that's fortunate. Can I come in or are you going to make me stand out here until you deem me worthy," he asked with a smirk on his face.

"Yeah, come in sorry. I just got out of the shower though, let me go throw on some clothes. Make yourself at home."

Leo stepped in with a smile and walked over to the closest couch. He sat down and watched Kali walk all the way to her room enjoying the sight of her towel covered ass as it swayed as she walked. Even through the towel he knew she had a gorgeous body. He had taken notice of her the second time they had passed in the hallway of their apartment complex. She had just gotten back from the gym and he had been floored by how good her 5'5" frame looked in her sports bra and spandex shorts. Ever since he had been unable to muster more than two words to her almost as if he was intimidated by her beauty. Today though, he had decided to take matters into his own hands and see if he couldn't make something happen between the two of them. He heard her come out of her room and looked up to see her emerge in spandex shorts and a loose fitting UCLA t-shirt. She sat down on the other end of the couch from him her hair in a messy bun, "So, what made you decide to knock on my door Leo."

"You are beautiful," he said without thinking. He silently kicked himself for saying something so stupid to her. He could feel himself flush with embarrassment and fought the urge to get up and run back to his apartment. Kali smiled at the remark. This handsome man sitting on her couch had just cited his reason for coming over as her being beautiful. She could feel the tingle between her legs as she took notice of her building arousal. 

"You don't have to call me beautiful to sit on my couch," she said, "but thank you for the compliment." She could see that he was thoroughly embarrassed and smiled at him. "You are quite handsome yourself." Leo became more confident with that statement. Maybe he hadn't lost his shot yet. Maybe there was still a chance that he could somehow get the gorgeous girl to bed.

"Well thanks," he said fumbling, trying to come up with something smart to say. He knew that if he couldn't keep her interested he was going to lose her. "So, ummm." Kali could see that this was going nowhere fast. She had to come up with something. She wasn't going to let him leave her apartment with out a date set for that night at the least. On a whim she leaned across the couch and kissed him solidly, catching him mid sentence. 

"Come knock on my door again at 8, and be ready to take me to dinner," she said after they kissed. With that she got up and walked back to her room making sure to move her ass back and forth just a little bit more knowing Leo was watching. Leo couldn't gather his thoughts fast enough to respond after she had kissed him. He was still trying to sort through the train wreck in his mind when she got up and walked back to her room. He was now faced with a choice, take the date at 8 and walk out, or walk back their and get what he came for along with the date that night. He decided he was going to go for broke and sprang off the couch and headed towards her door. He caught up to her just before she opened the door and spun her around and kissed her again.

"How about we fast forward to after dinner right now," he said quietly as he kissed her. She just nodded and kissed him with increasing passion as she opened her door and led him into her room. Kali had been so surprised that he had followed her down the hall, but she had to admit it was pretty much what she had wanted him to do. She was on her tip toes trying to kiss him considering he was 6'4" and decided to take him to her bed. She grabbed his shirt and fell backwards onto the bed kissing him the whole way. He caught himself on the bed and continued to kiss her. He broke the kiss and straightened up as he took his shirt off. Kali could feel herself getting more wet then she already was as he revealed is perfectly chiseled abs and chest muscles. He was the spitting image of every fitness poster she saw in the gym she went to. He leaned back down and continued to kiss her. His hand made its way up her t-shirt and found her right boob. He gently massaged it as he kissed her.

"Just take it off," she whispered in his ear. Leo lifted her up and removed her t-shirt. He almost came right then and there at the sight of her perfect breasts. He guessed they had to at least a low D and they were just absolutely perfect. He could feel his cock straining against his shorts. He had not been this turned on over a girl in a long time. He began to kiss her neck and slowly worked his way down to her tit. He took it into his mouth and began to suck and lick her nipple. He then worked his way across her chest to her other tit and worked the same pattern. She moaned with pleasure as he took her boob into her mouth. She marveled at his skill noting he was much better than most guys had ever been with her body. She was not going to let him leave her room until he had filled her with his cum. She could now feel him working his way slowly down her tummy to her waistline. When he got there he promptly removed her spandex shorts and marveled at her perfect naked body as she lay on her back.

"I knew you were hot, but god damn are you perfect," he said as he looked her over. She smiled, but her mind was preoccupied with what was about to come. He lowered himself until his head was in between her legs. She could feel his hot breath on her pussy and could feel how wet she was for him. He kissed the soft inside of her legs and slowly made his way to her pussy. He took one long lick from top to bottom of her vagina before hardening his tongue getting it as deep inside her as he could. While he explored her pussy with his tongue he found her clit with her fingers. She moaned loudly now as he pleasured her with his tongue. She reached down and grabbed his hair holding him to her pussy. She was so turned on she knew it wasn't going to take much to push her over the edge. He switched his mouth and fingers and put a finger inside her as he sucked gently on her clit swirling his tongue around it. The pleasure was too much for her. She had been ready to cum since he walked in the door and she could feel it building now fast.

"Don't stop. Please don't stop. Oh, fuck," she moaned. She began to squirm as her orgasm built. Leo knew it was coming fast and kept up his rhythm with his finger. "Oh, fuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum. God that feels so good," she was moaning loudly now. She couldn't hold it back any longer. She let her orgasm hit her and all her muscles clenched as she writhed in pleasure moaning loudly. Leo took her cum in his mouth drinking as much of her sweet sex as he could, getting it all over his face. When she came down he looked up between her legs at her with a smile on his face.

"Get up here and kiss me, I want to taste myself on you," Kali said breathlessly. He obliged and crawled up to meet her with a kiss. When they broke the kiss she said, "It's my turn now. Take your shorts off." He quickly complied and stood up to take his shorts off. She watched as his hard penis was freed from his shorts. It had to be at least eight inches. She couldn't wait to have him deep inside her pussy, but first she had to have him in her mouth. She sat up and grabbed his cock with her hand stroking him lightly. She kissed the head softly then licked him up and down. She took the head of his penis into her mouth and began to pleasure him. She was amazing he thought. Her mouth was so warm and moist and the things she did to him with her tongue were out of this world. He just stood there and moaned softly to himself as she took his dick in her mouth. She buried him in her throat until her lips were around the base of his cock. She slowly slid him out and started to stroke and suck him in unison cupping his balls. She could feel his balls tighten as his orgasm built. She was determined to make him cum in her mouth so she could taste his sweet cum. 

"Oh, fuck," he said. His orgasm hit him hard and he shot his load to the back of her throat. She kept his dick in her mouth and swallowed every drop of cum that he gave her. She let his penis go from her mouth and sat back on the bed. To her surprise he wasn't getting soft but stayed hard as a rock. She lay back on the bed and spread her legs saying, 

"Fuck me, fuck me right now. I want that penis deep inside me." She didn't have to ask twice. Leo placed himself between her legs and guided his penis to the entrance of her wet pussy. He slid himself inside her burying himself to the hilt before stopping for a second. He looked her in the eyes as they lay there joined as only lovers can be.

"I want you to cum inside me," she said, "I don't want you to stop until you cum deep inside me." Leo couldn't believe his ears. This was the last thing he had expected to happen when he knocked on her door this morning, but he wasn't complaining. He began to stroke her setting a rhythm that slowly built as they matched each other. He began to pick up speed as he fucked her slamming his hips into her. Her vagina felt so good on his dick as he slid in and out of her. She wrapped her legs around him pinning him to her vagina and met his thrusts with her hips. She was in pure ecstasy. She moaned loudly as he fucked her. His hard cock filled her completely and she rode his thrusts building their pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building quickly. He felt so good inside her. 

"Harder, fuck me harder. Make me cum. Please god make me cum," she moaned. He picked up his pace fucking her as hard as he could. His cock slamming into her put her over the edge. She was close now. She pulled him in tight against her vagina with her legs so he couldn't thrust anymore and began to grind hard on his cock. This put her over the edge and she moaned loudly as she came hard all over his penis. Leo was sent over the edge by her pulsing vagina as she came and pressed his dick as deep inside her as he could get and shot stream after stream of hot cum into her vagina. The two of them lay locked together as their orgasms subsided. She could feel his cock rapidly softening until it slipped out of her. She released him from her legs and he rolled over onto his back beside her on the bed. He lay there panting recovering from his orgasm.

"Well that was," he started to say.

"Mind blowing," Kali finished for him. 

"Yeah, mind blowing," Leo agreed. He sat up and turned to look at her. He just smiled then got up and started to put his clothes back on. She could feel his cum starting to drip out of her vagina towards her asshole. 

"Where are you going," she asked disappointed. She wanted him to stay so they could spend the whole day exploring each others bodies.

"I have a date to get ready for," he explained. She was visibly taken aback by this statement and before she could say anything in protest he stood in the door way and said "I'll pick you up at eight Kali. You better be ready." With that he shut the door behind him.



Opportunity



I want to start my story by saying I love my husband deeply and never thought anything like this would happen. I never had fantasies, but when I started dreaming of another man I thought I could be in trouble. This is especially a concern because the dreams have been about my best friend. He and I have known each other since freshman year of high school and did play around some while in high school. We are both now married, with kids, but lately our conversations have seemed to be of a sexual nature.

It had been a while since we last saw each other, but when we hung out things felt different. I saw him like I had before when we were teenagers. I wanted to kiss him, I wanted to fuck him, I wanted to do many bad things with him. I couldn't hold my feelings back and I told him that's what I've been feeling. He was shocked because I've never been that type of girl. I've always been a good girl and a good wife, never someone to cheat, but he brings out a mischievous side in me. Though he was shocked, he always was interested.

We met one night while his wife thought he was out doing something. It started innocently enough, just sitting in his truck talking, but quickly it progressed. We started kissing and just feeling his lips on mine made me wet. It had been so long since I felt his kiss and I could feel how wet my pussy was. He started to kiss my neck and when he started to massage my tits and pinch my nipples I almost had an orgasm. He pulled away slightly and I saw the look in his eyes. He looked like he was wild with desire. I forgot how fucking hot he was. I wanted him so bad.

Unfortunately, he had to get home, but about a week later he was talking about his need for a blowjob. I told him that I've always been good at those and he remembered he never had one from me. We found a time and a place to meet while we were both on our way home from work. As soon as I got into his truck he started to kiss me. He asked me if I really wanted to do this. He knew I was serious when I unzipped his pants. I reached my hand in his pants and pulled out his cock. I hadn't seen his dick in a long time and it looked delicious. I leaned down and kiss the tip softly. I couldn't believe I was actually doing this. When I opened my lips and wrapped them around the tip of his cock he let out a deep moan. It made me yearn for more of him. I moved my mouth up and down his cock enjoying the sounds of pleasure he had. Again I felt my pussy getting wet and when he leaned over and stuck his hands in my pants and his fingers on my pussy it felt amazing. He inserted his finger into my pussy and I couldn't contain my pleasure. While his finger fucked my pussy I continued to suck his dick. I felt him getting harder with each time my mouth went up and down. The vein on his dick throbbed and I knew he was going to cum. As soon as he shot in my mouth I felt my own body let go. I came all over his hand. I enjoyed his gooey, sticky cum. It tasted very sweet in my mouth.

Again we had to stop because we had to get home, but over the next few weeks, we continued to meet and kiss and play with each other. One night, when we had a little extra time, we couldn't help ourselves. We started kissing again and playing with each other's bodies. Our fingers and mouths weren't enough; we just had to have each other. We took our pants off and I started to suck his dick. As it got harder I stopped. I had to feel him inside me. I moved over him and rubbed the head of his cock on the lips of my pussy. I used his dick to rub my clit and almost gave myself an orgasm. I was soaking wet when I put him in me. Again, I heard that beautiful deep moan. I moved myself around on top of him feeling his cock deep inside. I could feel my pussy tighten around him from the excitement. We were fucking. I moved up and down slowly and felt my juices flow. He took my shirt and bra off and while his hand moved up and down touching every inch of my back, he sucked on my tits. He lightly bit my nipples and I screamed with pleasure. Every sensation was fantastic. I continued to move my wet pussy up and down his hard cock. 

I knew I was going to cum soon and I felt him throbbing inside me. He said he was going to go and as I moaned with pleasure from my orgasm I felt him shoot deep inside. My God, it was amazing. My dreams had come true, everything that happened in my dream was now happening. Even though he came he was still hard. He said he needed more and leaned me back in the seat of his truck. He didn't move as slowly as I had and was pounding my pussy. I was screaming and moaning from him fucking me. When he plowed into me the head of his cock hit a spot inside me that drove me mad. I felt my whole body quivering and when I looked at him he had an impish grin on his face. He continued to fuck me harder and faster making me scream, it was wild, animal pleasure. I hadn't felt anything like that before. I felt myself cum all over him, more than I ever have. My cum was dripping all over. As he continued to fuck me I let out a groan and he called my name as he cummed. I felt his cum fill me. We kissed each other and talked softly while we cleaned up. We both said we want to continue our fun, we both want more. Now we just have to wait for the opportunity.



Opportunity for Interlude Ch. 01



My buddy Todd was going out of town the week following Memorial Day and asked me to look after the pets at his house. My wife and I are teachers and had the week off as part of the summer break so I agreed to take care of them. He was very appreciative and mentioned that we might want to use the pool, hot tub and sauna while they were gone. My little girl loves to swim so I indicated we'd probably take him up on his offer. 

A couple times early in the week, I took Kayla with me and she swam while I fed the dog and the cat and the bird and the turtles. They had a regular menagerie at that house. When I was done with the animals, I went out to the back yard to sit in the sun and watch Kayla for a bit. At 8 yrs old, she wants me to watch her do all her tricks. When I wasn't watching her play in the pool, I looked around the back yard and thought what a nice secluded place it was. The sides of the back yard were lined with cypress trees just reaching their maturity. The house blocked the view to the road and the back of the property was bordered by the railroad tracks.

Sometime between a "Look at me jump, Dad" and a "How long can I hold my breath? Count for me," I began to plan for a way to get my lovely wife to cum...er, come with me next time.

As luck would have it, Kayla was invited to her cousins' house for an overnight birthday party that Friday. We dropped her off at her Aunt Kelli's about 1:30 in the afternoon. That left my wife and I footloose and fancy-free for a date night...or, whatever. I had already fed the animals at Todd's house earlier in the day when I was out on other errands, but Kari didn't know that. So I mentioned that we ought to go over and take care of the animals. 

"Todd said we could use the pool, hot tub and sauna if we wanted. Why don't you bring your suit, some towels and some lotion. We'll take some drinks, get some sun and have a nice slow afternoon over there."

She thought it sounded like a good idea (though had she known what was going through MY head...). She put on her suit and a cover-up, packed a beach bag with towels and lotions and a book to read. I packed a cooler with ice and some of our favorite drinks. We loaded into the car and off we went. 

Kari had never seen Todd's place and was pleasantly surprised at the in-ground pool and hot tub, but was absolutely fascinated by the sauna. We looked around the place and arranged a couple lounge chairs for sunning, pulled out a couple of floats for later and turned on the heater for the hot tub. Kari then skinned off her cover-up and sat down on the lounge. I loved looking at her. When she pulled the cover-up over her head, I watched as her upstretched arms pulled her breasts tight against her ribcage. She wore a tankini as many moms her age do. It was bright red and had chrome grommets around the middle on the top and bottoms for accents. Not the skimpiest of suits, but I had hopes that she wouldn't be in it very long anyway. 

She pulled her wavy brown hair up into a ponytail and pulled a tube of tanning lotion out of the beach bag. I was really paying attention at this point. She began with her feet and calves, spreading the lotion on her legs and giving them a nice sheen. When she got to her knees, I asked her if I could put it on for her. She enjoys the back rubs and caresses I give her when we cuddle at night, so there was no hesitation in agreeing to allow me to spread the suntan lotion. 

She lay back on the lounger and spread her legs enough for me to sit between them and rested her legs across mine as I squirted the coconut-scented lotion into my hands. There was a slight breeze but the day was quite warm. The sun shone hot in the cloudless sky. I rubbed my hands together and placed them both on Kari's left leg at her knee. I began kneading the lotion into the front of her thigh with both hands. Kari lay there with her sunglasses on and picked up the latest Janet Evanovich novel from her bag. 

I finished applying the lotion up to the edge of her suit on her left leg and began the same process on her right leg. My eyes followed her legs up to her bikini-clad mound and my dick twitched a couple of times at the thought of her shaved pussylips just hidden from view. I was enjoying the feel of the slick lotion on her shaved legs. 

When I got to the top of her thighs, I slid my right hand over to her left thigh and left my left hand in the same place on her right thigh as I faced her. I paused...and Kari looked up from her book. I slowly slid my hands up and just under the legs of her bikini bottoms. I rubbed lotion outward toward her hips and then slowly brought my fingers back along the edge of her bikini bottoms closer and closer to her sex. She gave me a wry smile. My hands continued toward her center until my fingers came in contact with her shaved outer lips. 

I paused again. She looked around and spread her legs a bit more. Taking this as the permission to proceed even further, I stroked along the crease of her sex with the fingers of both hands. Her head went back on the lounger and she breathed deeply. I loved having this effect on her. I continued to tease her pussy and stroked through the little patch of pubic hair just above her crease. 

Using my left hand, I pulled the gusset of her bikini to the left exposing her shaved mound, the deep pink inner lips beginning to make their appearance. I slowly dragged the thumb of my right hand over the hood of her clit, which was beginning to poke lewdly out of her crease. Her breath caught as I teased it. Then I put her suit back in position and unentangled myself from her legs. She smiled at me and said, "I love you, Sweetie."

I put some more of the lotion in my hands and worked up her right arm from her hand to her shoulder. She went back to reading about her favorite bounty hunter. When I finished her right arm, I moved to a standing position behind her. I reached down over the back of the lounger to get her shoulders and neck and spent a little time fondling her ears. 

Her arms were relaxed at her sides but for her left hand holding the book. I reached down again to smooth lotion on my favorite place. The top of her chest just under her collarbone down to the swell of her breasts. This suit was especially nice since it showed that part of her to full advantage. While she continued to read her book, she reached up with her right hand and caught my right wrist. Without changing her focus, she pulled my hands down into the top of her suit to cup her tits, one in each hand. It felt really good to hold her beautiful orbs in my hands, spreading the lotion over them. I felt her nipples harden against my palms. I gently massaged her tits as my cock responded and she lay her head back. She looked up at me, amused that I was enjoying this so much. I leaned over and kissed her then moved to lotion her other arm.

While I was finishing with her left arm, I mentioned, "It's really nice and secluded back here." 

She glanced around, unsuspecting, and agreed, "It really is. It's beautiful."

Having her committed to the seclusion, I pushed on, "Why don't you just go topless? There's nobody but me to see, and you know how I like 'seeing.'"

She looked around a bit and was looking for a way out. I pushed a bit more. "How often do we get opportunities like this? Come on, baby." 

She looked around, trying to find some reason that she couldn't. Seeing none, she set her book down and, grabbing the bottom edge of the tank with both hands, pulled it up and off, over her head, setting her boobs free. Kari has great tits. They're 34D's with aureoles a couple inches in diameter and nipples that get the size of an add-on pencil eraser. Her nipples were starting to point at the sun now. I sat on the edge of her lounge chair just below her left hip and put just a little more lotion in my hands. I proceeded to rub the lotion into her the area vacated by her swimsuit top just below her breasts, taking the opportunity to knead her tits from the bottom and lightly pinch her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers.

I then had no excuse really to keep touching her so I took care of lotioning myself and lay down to catch some sun. After about 20 minutes, Kari was ready to flip over and asked if I'd like to do her back. 

"Would I?"

I started at her neck and shoulders and moved my way down, massaging the lotion into her skin lightly but completely. When I got to the small of her back, I stopped and went down to her feet. She was still engrossed in her book, so when I got down by her feet, I skinned off my trunks quickly and quietly, letting my semi-erect six inches enjoy some freedom.

I began to work up her legs, taking time to massage each calf and to make sure she had sunscreen on the back of her knees (not much worse than a sunburn there). And now I was working on the prize. The back of her thighs were slightly spread and her ass was tight and covered by her thin, red bikini bottoms. I could see the cloth of the bikini trying to wedge itself into her crevices and couldn't think of anything I'd rather do if I was a bikini.

My hands were on the back of her thighs down by her knees and I pushed up her thighs toward her ass. I kneaded her thighs, rubbing the sunscreen in as my hands came closer and closer to her butt cheeks. I was straddling the chair so she had no idea I was naked yet. I was now to the cheeks of her ass and I slipped my fingers up under the legs of the bikini as I had done on the front, but now I used my thumbs in her crack to spread her cheeks apart lewdly. Kari laid the book down and lay her head on the lounge with her eyes closed. I continued my treatment of her ass and she laid there enjoying it. Then, not even asking, I grabbed the top of her bikini bottoms with both hands and started pulling them off over her hips. Instead of a slap or a complaint, Kari just raised her hips off the lounger to facilitate the removal of her bikini bottoms.

Now looking at my wife's naked ass and the cleft between her legs, my cock was completely erect and was leaking. I put a bit more lotion in my hands quickly before the magic of the moment wore off and began to massage her creamy white ass cheeks. When I'd just about finished rubbing the sunscreen into her behind, I squatted down and allowed my swollen manhood to rest between her cheeks. I saw her smile knowingly as she raised her hips up to meet me. I love it when we fuck doggystyle because there is no feeling quite like the cushioning of her ass as her hot, wet pussy envelops my cock. 

I slid my cock in her crack a few times slowly as she moaned contentedly. Emboldened, I moved back enough to drop the head of my cock down between her cheeks and rub it against her now very wet and open cunt. Still massaging her ass and lower back, I eased just the head of my cock into her dripping snatch. I pulled it out and reinserted just the head again. I repeated this about ten times, then got up and sat down on my lounger. She looked over at me, then down at my hard-on pointing at the sky.

"Want me to put some lotion on you?" she asked.

Smiling, I replied, "Sure, sounds gooooood."

She rolled over on her back and sat up. I sat there naked, my cock twitching, as I watched her tits sway. She knelt at the side of my lounger and rubbed the sunscreen efficiently into my legs. Though I'd already done it once, she got no complaint from me. The feel of the sun warming my naked body and her hands kneading my thighs was wonderful. The sun glinted off of the pre-cum leaking from the tip of my erect manhood. My eyes closed in bliss. 

Kari squirted some more lotion into her hand and suddenly I was wide-eyed as she cupped my balls with the slick sunscreen and massaged them lightly. I spread my legs a bit to give her more room to move her hand. She was spreading sunscreen across my lower abdomen with her right hand and massaging my balls with her left. I was enjoying the attention and touch. 

She continued to fondle my balls when her right hand grasped my cock and began sliding up and down the shaft. When she got to the top, she'd flick her thumb over the tiny eye and smooth some of the pre-cum down onto my glans. My hips jumped the first couple times and I was worried that I'd cum right there. She stroked me a few more times then leaned over me and took just the head of my cock into her mouth as she continued to slowly stroke my shaft and rub my balls. My legs involuntarily spread farther apart and my hips and shifted up. 

The tension in my balls was building deliciously. I really didn't want to cum yet but when Kari stuck her slick fingertip in my anus, I erupted like a volcano, spewing my hot, sticky cum up and out of my cock. Kari caught the first shot in her mouth then backed off and aimed my cock at her tits for the next couple, leaving her with a "pearl necklace." I groaned with my release and she sat back on her feet with an expression of accomplishment.

"It's pretty hot out here. I think I'm going for a swim," she said. 

And with that, my sexy wife stood up and swayed over to the steps of the pool and walked down into the water.



Opportunity for Interlude Ch. 02



I lay there in the lounge chair watching Kari swim a few leisurely laps. The sun was still quite warm at 3 o'clock on a early summer afternoon. I walked naked over to the hot tub to see if the temperature was right yet. It was almost ready. When I turned back to the pool and the lounge chairs, my wife was climbing the stairs out of the pool. I watched spellbound as my hot, sexy girl stepped to her lounge chair. The water droplets from the pool rolled down her body. Her nipples were standing at full attention from the cool water. When she got to her chair, she leaned over to lower herself to lay on her stomach. As she did, I got a great side-view of her tits hanging beneath her like ripe pears, swaying slightly 'til she mashed them beneath her on the chair. Though it had only been minutes since I'd last cum, I felt a delightful twinge in my cock.

I decided to get in the pool and cool off a bit. Skinny-dipping is such a sensual thing. It's not like a bath or a shower. It's not like just walking around naked. Moving through the water causes currents to wrap around you like a million cool fingers. My semi-erect cock flailed back and forth and the water caressed it as it flowed by it. I grabbed a float and crossed my arms over it kicking my legs lazily and enjoying the sensation of the flowing water.

I looked up from the pool to where Kari lay on her lounger, reading about the crazy life of a certain female bounty hunter. Every so often she'd giggle and shake. I noticed from where I sat that I could just see up between her legs to her shaved pussy lips. Kari chose that moment to look around at me. She noticed where I was looking and moved her legs farther apart so I could see even better. My wife is not usually sexually adventurous, but the combination of the hot summer day and the secluded location seemed to have turned her into my very own exhibitionist. She looked at me brazenly as she reached back with her right hand and pulled her ass cheek to the side causing her pussy lips to open and reveal the moist, pink tunnel of her sex. She held her lewd position for me as I drank in the vision of her hot pussy spread open for me. I smiled and she returned to her book as I began to take a few laps of the pool doing a slow breaststroke. 

When I turned at the deep end after a couple of laps, I noticed that Kari had turned over and was sitting up facing me in the lounge chair. Her feet were on the chair and her knees were up and while not obscene, they were spread sufficiently for a voyeur like me to see what I wanted. She had at some point set her book aside and was looking at me. When she saw she had my attention, she spread her knees a bit farther apart and slid her hand down to her pussy and began stroking it lightly with her fingers. There are not many things hotter than watching a hot girl pleasure herself with her fingers. She kept looking straight at me as he middle finger slipped between her folds and lubricated her crease with her pussy juice. I was salivating. I watched enthralled as she dipped her middle finger into her cunt up to her palm and brought it back out.

I suggested, "Why don't you bring that over here to the side of the pool?"

As an answer, she dropped both feet to the decking, stood up and walked over to the side of the pool where I was standing, never taking her hand from her steamy cunt. She sat down on the side of the pool with her thighs spread and her feet in the water. She switched hands and began diddling her pussy with her right hand as her left hand cupped her breast and she pinched the nipple between her fingers. I maneuvered my float around until I was only three feet or so from her sopping cunt and watched for a few minutes as she pleased herself. 

I couldn't hold out for very long and soon I pushed the float away and walked on my knees over to her. I picked up some pool water in my mouth and when I got to her, I slowly streamed it out of my mouth on her engorged labia. Kari moved her hand away and propped herself up with both hands on the deck behind her. I extended my tongue and greeted her Little Red Riding Hood. Touching her only with the tip of my tongue, I traced her crease down to her perineum, then flattened my tongue and worked my way back up to her clit. When I reached her clit, I began in earnest, flicking it back and forth with my tongue as I sucked on it with my lips. She threw her head back and moaned her contentment. I continued to work on her pussy with my mouth and started stroking my cock under water. I looked up to see she was watching me intently cupping her tits and pinching her nipples with one hand as she leaned back on the other. Her breathing was becoming ragged as my attention to her clit was helping her climb up into ecstasy. Sensing that she was close to cumming, I slid my middle finger, palm up into her cunt and found the little bumps on her G-spot and began to alternately press and rub circles on that puffy place just inside her pussy walls. She really seemed to like the combination and she cooed and moaned as the tension mounted.

"Ooh, that's it...don't stop...suck it hard...ahhh...pleeeease." 

She threw her head back again and came hard, her legs spasming and her stomach fluttering. Just then a freight train was began lumbering by on the back boundary of the property. Kari was laid flat on the deck with her nipples pointing toward the sky and her legs were spread and still shaking. The engineer waved and gave me a "thumbs up" as he passed.

"The engineer thinks you're sexy, baby," I said to my post-orgasmic sweetheart.

"What? Oh, CRAP!" as she slid into the water to hide her nakedness.

I turned her around so she faced the train with her boobs resting on the edge of the pool, her arms crossed in front of them on the deck. The freight train was lumbering slowly across the back of the property, the engineer watching the free show we were giving him. I grabbed her hips and tilted them forward, then pushed my cock up into her molten cunt. The difference in temperatures between the cool pool water and Kari's hot pussy was exquisite. I held her shoulder with one hand and waved to the engineer with the other as I slowly fucked my hot wife's pussy. 

Eventually, the train passed out of view. I wasn't going to cum again so soon after her blowjob on the deck, so I just pleasured myself by sliding my dick in and out of her pussy. I love the feeling of my cock being hard and being stimulated even without the promise of impending release. The friction of my cock in her love tunnel is something I could enjoy forever it seems. But I didn't want to "wear her out" with a whole evening ahead of us, so I backed out of her and turned her around to press against her for a long, soft kiss. My cock was against her belly and her tits were pressed to my chest as we held each other closely and our hands roamed up and down the back of the other.

I dipped down into the water and pushed away from her treading water on my back and she reached for the float. As she adjusted herself lying back on the float, I asked,

"Are you having a good time so far?"

"This is really nice," she replied, "I'm having a great time. How long are we going to stay?"

"I thought we'd stay at least until sunset. We could order a pizza delivered and enjoy the sauna and hot tub when the sun goes down and it gets a little cooler."

By now we'd drifted closer together and I was able to stand up next to the float and look down on my wife's hot little body. Her nipples seemed to be in a permanent state of arousal and her shaved pussy had a look of wantonness with the inner lips protruding from between the smooth outer lips. The thought of jumping on her and fucking her senseless passed through my brain quickly, but I really wanted to prolong the sheer sensuality of our experience together. So I just reached my hand to her breast and massaged her gently as we talked. She had been trailing her hands in the water and as I stroked her chest and fondled her tits and nipples, she reached for my cock and balls. She raked her fingers up from the lower side of my balls to the front, then put her fingers together as she rubbed up the bottom of my shaft then reversed back down my shaft 'til she was again cupping my balls. She repeated this process over and over keeping me in a state of arousal. As I've said before, I love just being hard—having her touch me intimately made it even better. There's something about relaxed, naked sensuality that is hard to beat.

Eventually, we both got out of the pool and went to the chairs for more sun. Kari lay on her stomach and read her book. I lay on my back and shut my eyes, just dozing a bit. I must have dozed off for a few minutes but I awoke suddenly to the pleasant sensation between my legs. Opening my eyes, I saw my cock erect and throbbing to the stimulation of my wife's hand slick with sunscreen going up and down my shaft. I moaned and she giggled, 

"I wanted to make sure you didn't get sunburned while you were sleeping," she said.

"Thank you."

"While I'm up, you wanna try something?" I asked.

"What do you have in mind?"

"I've heard and read about female orgasms in which the girl will ejaculate, sometimes massively. The things I read suggested that the orgasm that accompanies ejaculation is very powerful and leaves the girl completely sated" I said. "Wanna try?"

"Ejaculation? Like a man?"

I chuckled, "Yes, but it seems women are better than men when they learn how and can 'squirt' their cum as much as 6 feet away or more!"

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

"The videos I've seen of it are SO HOT!! To know that I'd helped you get to that level of pleasure would be such a turn-on!"

"Really?"

"Absolutely," I assured her, "Let me make you cum the way you've done for me for so long."

With a smile, she said "Ok, what do I have to do?"

"Just sit back on your lounger and relax. You'll feel like you've got to pee. It's NOT pee, but your G-spot wanting release. Just let it go and when you start to cum, bear down on it."

We discussed it a bit more until she thought she could do what I'd read about and could relay to her.

I got off my chair and straddled the end of her chair facing her. She pulled her feet up within a foot of her ass and set them on the edge of the chair, splaying her knees out to the side. Her pussy opened and I leaned in to kiss her. Our tongues dueled softly as our lips barely touched. I moved my hand to her mound and using my index and middle finger together, inserted them halfway into her hot pink hole. Curling my fingers up slightly, I began to massage her puffy G-spot, rubbing in circles for a bit then sliding back and forth, keeping a constant light pressure. I broke our kiss just long enough to suggest that she pull on her nipples for me. This served two purposes: it would help her climb to climax AND, to be honest, I just enjoyed watching her pleasure herself. I scooted closer to her and she raised her feet off the lounger. As I continued to rub her G-spot and kiss her lightly, I used the thumb of my other hand to circle her clit. She was losing concentration in our kiss so I backed away to look at her as she rode her way toward the orgasm we were trying to achieve for her. Her eyes were closed and her lips were parted as she breathed raggedly through them moaning and whimpering every now and then. She was savagely pinching her nipples and mashing her tits against her chest. I started talking dirty to her then,

"Do my fingers feel good in your pussy?"

She nodded, flushed.

"Your pussy is so wet and feels so good," I said, "You look absolutely gorgeous. I can't wait to fuck you."

She squirmed and moaned. The dirty talk was something that she very rarely did. It made her skin tingle just to hear me talk about 'fucking her pussy.'

"I want you to cum for me first—I want you to cum HARD—cum on my chest like I did to you earlier."

Her legs were shaking a little now. I knew she was ready to cum, but would she squirt?

"Does it feel good? Do you feel like you've gotta pee?"

"Mm-hmm"

"Good. Ok, when you cum, just let go and enjoy it. Cum as hard as you can, don't hold back."

It looked like we might get it. I was so excited. I couldn't wait to see her explode.

"Are you close?"

"Mm-hmm, ahhh."

"Get ready—"

I switched tactics with my thumb directly flicking her engorged clit back and forth. Her body started bucking and her hands grabbed the side of the lounge. My fingers were pistoning in and out of her wet cunt, fingertips pressed on her G-spot. All of a sudden, her legs shot straight out to the sides of the lounge chair as stiff as boards and her head fell backward, mouth open, and her back arched, her tits pointed at the sky as she screamed,

"Ahhh, that's SO fucking GOOD..."

I pulled my fingers out of her and she shot a stream of cum that hit me on my chest right above my sternum.

"Push it, baby—you're so fucking HOT!! Cum HARD baby!"

I kept rubbing her clit and another stream shot out of her and hit me lower, bathing my belly and cock in her juice.

"Fuck me! I want you in me, now!" she cried.

I slid forward and my cock slipped into her spasming cunt. She threw her arms around my neck and leveraged herself up onto my lap, impaled on my cock. I kissed and sucked on her neck allowing her to enjoy the euphoria of post-orgasmic bliss as she came down from her climax.

She turned her head to me and still slightly out of breath, said, "That was un-fucking-believable!!"

She ground her pussy on my cock, her clit rubbing against me.

"You liked it?"

"Like it? Holy crap!! THAT was the most incredible orgasm I've ever had! My pussy is on FIRE!"

I could feel her pussy fluttering against my cock. I leaned back a bit but kept her upright with a hand on her shoulder. She let me go but continued to rock her juicy wet cunt back and forth on my cock. I looked to the place of our joining to see my cock sliding in and out of her about an inch each way. As she pulled back, her inner lips would grip my shaft and be pulled out into view. I watched them in and out as my wife continued to try to milk cum out of my cock. I was hard but wasn't going to cum like that. I told her to turn around. She grinned, because we both like it doggystyle and she knows how easily I cum when fucking her from behind. I sat there as she repositioned herself with her pussy poking out between her ass cheeks right in my face. Not one to miss an opportunity, I leaned in and licked her pussy, tasting her girl-cum. She groaned and said,

"Fuck me, I want to feel your cum splashing up inside me. Don't mess around, fuck me now, fuck me hard"

I complied. Don't want to disappoint my lady. I stood up and lined up my cock with her crack. I dragged it up and down her crease, collecting some of her natural lubricant and shoved my cock into her pussy balls-deep.

"Ungh, that feels so GOOD!" she growled huskily.

I slowly pulled almost all the was out and slammed back into her making her ass cheeks jiggle with the collision. I repeated the hammering about 3 more times and then began fucking her in earnest. Kari moaned and encouraged me with some nasty talk of her own,

"Fuck me good, honey, stick that cock in my pussy. Shoot your hot cum in my wet cunt. Fill me up, baby."

It seemed she had learned the value of shock verbiage. With my wife's slutty talk in my ears, I could feel my climax building, my balls began to tense up. I slapped her ass and she clenched her pussy. It was just enough to push me over and I rammed my cock deep and held it there as I shot my load into my wife's hot cunt.

"Oh, baby, did that feel good? I felt it in my pussy. I felt you cumming." 

She reached back and fondled my balls causing me to shoot one more small load into her. I stood there reveling in the feel of my cock in her. I was softening but I wanted to hold onto the feeling as long as possible. She looked back at me as she squeezed down on me with her pussy, milking every last drop of jism out of my cock. I caressed her ass cheeks. I could smell our sex. It felt decadent. It was delicious. 

I sat straight down at the end of her lounge chair and watched as my cum and her juices leaked out of her pink hole and eased down the crease of her pussy and dripped off her clit to the towel below.

"Let's get back in the water and cool off, then order pizza," she said with a smile.

She grabbed my hand and we walked down the steps of the pool into the water.



Opportunity for Interlude Ch. 03



We sat in the nude at Todd's patio table and ate the pizza we'd ordered. We thought about having Kari flash the pizza delivery guy but decided that we didn't want to create a reputation for Todd's address. It turned out that having Kari flash the delivery guy would have been lost on the delivery GIRL that showed up. She was cute and if my wife had been into threesomes, the pizza delivery girl would have been a good candidate. (But I digress.)

The sun had become an orange ball burying itself in the horizon. The air began to cool as the rotation of the earth hid us from the heat of the sun. We sat and talked about the plans we had for the summer. Because we were both teachers, the summer held many possibilities. The only restriction we had was also a result of being teachers—money, or the lack thereof.

We talked about going to see her aunt in Florida. We talked about a possible trip to see relatives up north. We'd finished the pizza and had been talking for about 20 minutes, when Kari asked about the sauna.

"Wanna go try the sauna?" she asked. "I'm dying to try it."

"Ok, let's try it—I've thought about building one of these at the house. If we like it, maybe I will."

We walked into the sauna and inhaled the strong scent of cedar. Kari sat down on the bench and lay back, putting her feet up on the bench. My sexy wife watched me as I set the temperature and turned on the heater. When I turned to take my seat, I stood there looking at my wife reclined on the cedar bench. Her natural breasts falling off her chest slightly, her nipples smoothed down flush with the aureoles. Her belly flat and her pubes trimmed to a landing strip just above her cleft. 

Even though I'd cum hard twice in the last four hours, watching my sexy wife lying there caused my blood to flow to my manhood in appreciation of her fuckability. She patted the bench beside her below the one she was on and smiled an invitation to sit down by her. The small room with the walls and benches made of the fragrant wood, heated rapidly and soon we were both covered with a sheen of sweat.

I sat with my back against her left hip and Kari stroked my chest absent-mindedly. The dry heat felt good and we stayed there for about 20 minutes before needing to cool down. I stood up and turned around, holding her hand as she descended to the floor. Standing close to me, I saw her boobs slick with sweat and bent to give them a little kiss and each nipple a flick of the tongue. She chuckled and smiled, and we left the sauna for the pool.

I dove in, not wanting to go through the agony of the slow torturous shivering entrance. The pool felt much cooler after our time in the sauna. Kari stepped into the water and goosebumps puckered her skin all over her body. Her two most prominent goosebumps drew her aureoles down to the size of quarters. I laughed and said,

"Why don't you just jump in and get it over with? Your body will adjust more quickly and you won't have to endure the shivering."

"I just can't," she said with a pout.

"Ok, suit yourself."

I swam to the deep end, again reveling in the feel of the water on my naked body as it swirled around me caressing parts normally covered by my swimsuit. I dove to the bottom and swam under water from one side to the other and back. I imagined myself as a pearl diver going to the bottom to find my fortune. Dusk had fallen and the pool light cast rippling light reflected and bent by the waves at the surface. I surfaced and turned right into Kari who was now floating on her back with one of those noodle toys under her shoulders. 

I dove beneath her and surfaced again between her legs. I grabbed her ankles and pulled her to me. She wrapped her legs around my middle and I moved my hands to her ass and held her up as I walked around the pool. With her arms spread along the length of the noodle, her tits were given plenty of room to float at the surface bobbing around as the waves washed over them. 

Her goosebumps had subsided and her nipples had returned to normal. I slid one hand up over her backside, up her side to her luscious tits. Lighter than the water, they floated being rocked by the waves. I squeezed first one then the other, rolling the nipples lightly between my fingers. My cock was responding to my wife's hot ass in such close proximity. Partially erect, it nestled between her ass cheeks, and the differences in temperature between Kari's hot ass above, and the cool water on beneath my cock felt incredible. 

I wondered if it would feel as good to her. So I knelt down with the water up to my neck and drew her legs up and rested them on my shoulders as I faced her tight pussy. Eating pussy is my second favorite thing to do in the world and doing it in the water was going to be fun. I pointed my tongue and stuck it out as far as possible, running the tip from the bottom of her cleft, which was under water, to her clit just above the water. My dick hardened. 

I moved my hands to her ass and she did the splits "Chinese style" in front of my face. I pointed my tongue and extended it to tongue-fuck her hole. She sighed and it lengthened into a moan as I pressed my mouth against her pussy, spearing her with my tongue. She appeared to be enjoying my attentions and I strengthened the assault by slowly inserting the middle finger of my right hand into her ass to the first knuckle. She grunted but didn't complain as I slid it out and back in a few times slowly burying it all the way into her dark tunnel. 

Meanwhile, my tongue was making a contrast with the cooler water on her clit. I'd suck it in then lift off to allow the water to wash over it. I could see her pussy lips extended pink and puffy just below the surface of the water and my cock took over my mind. I stood back up with Kari's heels resting on my shoulders and plunged my rigid tool into her waiting box.

"Ohh, that feels good. Fuck me, baby. I love the feel of your hot cock in my pussy" she said.

The water and her pussy did the contrast in temperature thing again as I fucked her weightless body in the pool. I slowly pulled out until just the head of my cock was inside her, then quickly rammed it back into her balls deep. She grunted or moaned with each deep penetration. My cock was as hard as I ever remember it being. The pool light backlighted my wife's naked body and created a silhouette of our joining. There was still enough light to see her tits rocking back and forth floating above her chest. I slid in and out of her easily for several minutes just enjoying the sensations of the water and her warm body. 

Kari laid in the water supported by the noodle with her head back and a steady moan of pleasure emanating from her throat. My balls began to tighten and my climax was imminent. I wanted to put it off as long as possible so I slid out of that gorgeous shaved pussy and down into the water with her knees resting on my shoulders again and my mouth on her cunt. Kari moaned for a bit when I came out of her but responded positively when my tongue made contact with her clit.

By now the sun had completely set and the breeze had picked up a bit. The hot afternoon and warm dusk gave way to a cooler, breezy evening. Kari began to get goosebumps above the water and we both were starting to get a bit wrinkled. I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the steps and ran with her back to the sauna.

When we'd shut the door, we stood holding our naked bodies to each other still dripping from the pool. She trying to get warm, me wanting to feel her tits bare against my chest and to feel my cock nestled between her legs rubbing against her wet pussy lips. As the water began to evaporate and Kari began to warm, we began to kiss, first gently, then more urgently as if we were building to the grand finale of the fireworks show. 

I backed her into the low bench and as she sat down, I knelt between her legs and kissed my way down her neck nibbling and sucking as I went. When I got to the top of her chest, my hands slid up her rib cage to cup her gorgeous tits, one lovely orb in each hand. I took her left nipple in my mouth and sucked hard on it while gently pinching the tip in my teeth. Kari moaned and gripping my head with both hands moved my mouth to her other breast for me to give it equal attention. 

Her legs were spreading and relaxing—she was squirming in pleasure. I brought my hand down to her smooth pussy and softly rubbed her lips as I continued to pleasure her breasts with my mouth. Her legs shot wide and her hands on my head pushed me down as she wrapped her legs around my neck, pulling me into her hot moist center. I ate her. I nibbled her outer lips, pulled her inner lips gently with my teeth and licked her slit from bottom to top. I flicked my tongue side-to-side on her clit and her back arched as her climax approached. 

Her hands came off the sides of my head to grasp both breasts and pinch her nipples. I started stroking my cock to get it ready to plunge into her spasming cunt. My other hand was rubbing her perineum and anus. Her legs began to shake and her stomach muscles were pulsing. I raised up and stuffed my rampant cock into her pussy in one go as she squirted again all over my crotch. I hammered in and out of her soaking cunt quickly building to the point of no return. My dick was tingling as Kari said,

"Cum on me, let me see your hot cum"

Her words in my ears pushed me over the edge. I just barely got my dick out of her pussy as the first shot of sticky cum arched over her pussy to land on her sweaty belly. It felt like my insides were being forced through my dick as I stroked my dick coaxing out three more jets of the white sticky fluid. My cum coated her mound and pooled in her belly button. We were both sweating from the exertion of the sex and the heat of the sauna. I looked at my wife's face and slid my spent cock back in her as I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her softly on the lips.

"I love you, sweetie."

We cleaned up and drove home holding hands, smiling the whole way.



Opportunity for Pleasure



At the last minute the evening before, she found out that she had to fly cross country for an important meeting with a client. She was actually thrilled; because that meant an over night trip, and perhaps she could visit her old lover while she was in town.

Her meetings finished up just after noon, and she texted him letting him know she was in town and wanted to get together. Missing her dearly, he was thrilled at the opportunity to spend time with her. He let her know that he would come home from the office early around 3:00, and if she got there before him just to let herself in. He gave her the key code for the door. 

She arrived to his apartment about 30 minutes before 3:00, just enough time to pour herself some wine and to make sure she was prepared for him. She gulped down her glass quickly, the rushed down the hall. 

Stopping in the bathroom, she did a quick check of her hair and make up then quickly headed back to the bedroom. She wanted to be waiting in bed for him when he returned. 

When she had bathed and dressed that morning, she had prepared ahead of time for the possibility of their bedroom adventures. She had taken extra care of her intimate parts, shaved them clean, and had put on her sexiest undergarments. 

She had put on her black thigh-high stockings, held up by a sexy black garter belt and matching crotch less panties under her gray A-line skirt. She quickly removed her skirt, but left her heels on. Under her dress top and sweater she had worn a sheer black lace chemise, and black lace bra. 

She considered opening her suitcase and getting some other lingerie out or setting out the bag of toys she had brought, but one look in the mirror told her what she had on was more than enough, and the toys she could bring another time. 

Her pussy was already getting wet just thinking of him exploring her body, and were so many ways she wanted him to take her. She laid down across the bed and let her imagination run wild. Her breasts became taunt and she could feel the heat growing inside her. She resisted the urge to reach down and finger herself, as she wanted him to be the one to touch her. Soon, she heard the opening of the door down the hall & knew he had returned. 

He entered the door, she wasn't anywhere to be seen. Washing his hands, he saw an empty glass of wine, sitting on the counter. He retrieved another glass, poured himself one and downed the full glass quickly. Assuming she was just getting freshened up, he was about to pour another glass for both of them, but he heard her.

"Could you come here please? I'd like to show you something." She called from down the hall.

He walked down the hall to find his bedroom door only open a crack. He swung the door wide and found her laying there sprawled across his bed on her stomach wearing only her undergarments. She had her head propped up in her hands, and her sexy legs crossed in the air behind her. 

Seeing her laying there in the flesh was even better than what he had imagined. Her large breasts poured out the top of her black lace bra and chemise. He let his eyes roam down her curvy body to her exposed bottom. It was covered only by her tiny black panties and garter loops, which crossed down her ass to hold up her thigh highs. The thigh highs were the black, silky and sheer running down her long legs to her patent leather stilettos. It was a temptest scene he would never forget. 

His cock grew hard in an instant and he couldn't wait to bury it deep inside her. 

"Wow! I'm speechless." 

"Great! ...Because at this moment, I'm really not in the mood for talking. I had other ideas for this afternoon." She sat up and rolled over leaning back to face him and spread her legs wide for him to see. 

With her crotchless panties, he could see her clean shaved pussy and hole and wanted to dive right into them. 

"Come here." He said. He didn't trust him self on the bed with her just yet, and wanted her to help him undress.

She rose slowly from the bed and crossed the room toward him, letting his eyes have plenty of time to take her all in. 

He pulled his shirt over his head and began un-buttoning his pants, and she grabbed his hand to stop him. Placing each hand of his on her shoulders, she let her fingers make quick work of his zipper. She wrapped her arms around his waist and trailed kisses down his chest as the lowered his pants and underwear down. Grasping his huge hot cock in her hands, she began to move them up in down in rhythm while kissing him deeply. 

He pushed her back as he stepped out of his pants and shoes, then leaned down to caress her breasts. Pulling one breast out over her bra, he lavished it with his tongue while caressing it, and with his other hand he reached lower down to the apex of her thighs. Her cunt was already dripping wet in anticipation and he began circling his fingers around her clit and darting them into her hot pussy. 

Loosing her balance, she took a quick step back which made her giggle. He caught her in his strong arms, then picked her up and moved her to the bed. 

"Oh God, I've missed you!" he groaned

"I've missed you too! I'm free for the rest of day." She explained. "My flight out isn't until tomorrow morning, so we have lots of time."

"It's could never be enough time, but I am certainly going to make the most of it." He said and he kissed her passionately again. Then he nibbled her earlobes as his hands moved down her hips and over to her dripping hot pussy. 

As he touched she let out a moan of excitement. She was like hot dripping lava in his hands and he alternated rubbing her clit and diving with a finger into her holes. She was so ready, he knew in just minutes he could bring her to an orgasm. 

It was a rare that she came to town anymore, and it had been ages since they had last been together. He wanted to show her as much pleasure as possible while she was here, so with this first one he would be quick. 

He moved his lips down to the gaping slit in her crotchless panties, to her sweet pink little bud and teased it lightly. Even with this light touch, she let out a moan. 

He sucked her clit and licked her pussy as his fingers worked magic on her. This made her rotate her hips and let out small cries.

"Oh my! I need this!" she cried and her legs began to quiver and her body shook in orgasm. 

He continued the onslaught with his tongue not letting her escape his touch, wanting her pleasure to last. 

She reached down and had to pull his face up to hers before he would stop. Kissing him deeply, she could taste her sweet pussy on his lips. Her orgasm had left her breathless and aching for more.

Trailing kisses back down toward her breasts, he tried to kiss each nipple, but her lacy clothing was in the way. He resisted the urge to rip all her clothing off, because he wanted to take his time making sure her next orgasm was even more intense than her last. 

He sat her up and gently pulled the chemise over her head, then as he kissed the tops of her breasts, he swiftly unfastened her bra exposing her fully. As he buried his face in her big tits she ran her fingers through his hair, and he continued toy with each nipple pinching and rolling them between his fingers while suckling the other. 

The attention to her breasts sent electric shocks down her body and she groaned in pleasure. She was enjoying this sweet torturous attention, but her pussy ached wanting him to hurry and put his huge cock inside her already. 

She pushed him back on the bed and climbed on top of him putting her wet pussy right on his cock. Before he could stop her, with a quick rocking of expertise came down hard and slid his huge cock deep inside her, causing her to let out a scream. His dick was so long and big it filled her completely and stretched her wide. 

"No." he said gently, holding her still. "Are you ok? I wasn't done teasing your body yet, slow down." Her pussy was wet and slick from his previous attentions, but from the scream she let out, he hoped she hadn't hurt herself.

"It's been a long time, and I'd forgotten how huge you are... Almost too big for my tight little twat. I should have been slower, but I needed you inside of me. I couldn't wait any longer." She said, with a groan.

Her little cunt was tight and exquisite, but he knew he'd taken her many times before. He just smiled and brought her chin down to kiss his lips.

"I've been wanting this for so long and your huge dick just feels so good, " She said with a smile. 

After a few moments of letting her body adjust to his large size, she started to moved her hips in slight circles and clenched her pelvic muscles. The tightening and movements of her little cunt were maddening, and he was powerless to her motions. He grasped her hips and tried to guide her up and down.

"Uh-uh." She said as she shook her head, pinning his arms back down by his side. "This is just a tease." Then she lifted herself back up and off his cock, straddling both his legs. 

She ran her hand over his wide chest, then lowered her lips down to his. After drinking his kisses, she trailed her tongue down his torso stopping just for a moment to nibble at one of his nipples, and then continued down his abdomen stopping again at his cock. 

She grasped his huge cock in her hands and said "I've been wanting your huge cock in my mouth, too."

"That makes two of us."

His big dick was still wet with her juices, and she slid her hands up and down with ease, and began to kiss and lick around his crotch, everywhere but his dick. 

While moving one of her hands back and forth on his shaft, she moved her warm mouth over one of his nuts and with her other hand she massaged his perineum. She sucked and mouthed each, rolled them around in her mouth, and flicked her tongue back and forth across them both. 

With her fingers gripped tightly, she licked up his shaft and she could taste herself where she had just been on his cock. As she reached the head, she swirled her tongue around and licked up his delicious pre-cum. Taking just the tip in her mouth, she sucked gentle at first and then harder, while she ran her hands up and down his shaft. 

Moaning, he let sounds of sheer enjoyment escape from him. He wanted her to take him all the way in her mouth, but she was still teasing him. 

Still holding the tip of his dick in his mouth and licking with her tongue, she shifted herself out of her straddle, to reposition down further between his legs, and pushed his knees up for better access. Then she grasped his cock and hips into her hands and brought his cock fully into her mouth. His cock was so big she had to relax her mouth to fit him down her throat. She sucked and moved her tongue back and forth while her hands worked the base of his cock, then would plunge down him, over and over.

She slowed her speed and pulled away so she could catch her breath and lower her attentions. She buried her face in his ass and began licking and wetting his hole, while she moved a hand up and down his cock. 

She dove her tongue in and out and licked back and forth between his nuts and hole and then would dart her tongue back deeply into him. The sensations were driving him mad, but he was helpless to stop her. . 

She took him fully again and after a few minutes he was grasping her hair and guiding her up and down dick faster and faster. He knew if he didn't stop her quickly he was going to cum in her mouth right then, and he wasn't ready. Because he wanted this experience to be all about her needs, he was fighting himself.

He managed a week cry of "Please stop! ...Not yet." As he placed his hands on her face and lifted her mouth up off of him, he brought her face up to meet his and kissed her deeply. 

She straddled him and began moving her hips over his cock again, but he wasn't going to let her have what she wanted, just yet. He pulled her up and brought her up to his face. Giving him a blow job was such a huge turn on for her, her pussy was just dripping wet for him all over again. 

Slowly he began licking and sucking her clit as his fingers parted her intimate folds. He inserted fingers into her tight little cunt and began fucking her pussy hard while licking and sucking her clit. 

Moaning again, her knees began to shake and he knew she was almost ready for another orgasm. His penis ached to be with her, but he would see to her pleasure again first. He moved around back with his tongue, and began giving her ass the same sweet tongue torture he had just received while his finger's teased her pussy and clit. 

Soon, she began gasping and rocking her hips, pushing her ass against his face. Shouting out in passion, her legs began to quake and a few moments later her knees gave in and she collapsed back over on the bed beside him. 

He was just getting started though, and wasn't going to let her take much of a break. 

He sat up looked down at her gasping for breath and smiled. "You like that huh?"

"Just as much as I liked teasing you."

"I'll be right back. I'm going to get our wine glasses."

When he returned just a minute later, she was still sprawled across the bed wearing her thigh highs, but a loop her left side had come un-done and her shoes were long gone. He reached over and pulling her elastic garter belt and gave it a snap.

"I think it's about time we loose those and everything else. I want every part of our bodies touching in a minute and nothing between us." He said, as he passed her a wine glass. 

She sat up and took a few sips. "I'm surprised you haven't ripped them off of me yet." She said with a smile.

"Don't think it hasn't crossed my mind a dozen times." He took her wine glass from her and set them on the night table and then crawled across the bed to her on his knees.

She leaned back on the bed, and his fingers made quick work of her garter fastenings. Lifting each dainty foot one at a time to rest on his shoulder, he leaned forward to kiss the inside of her thighs down to her ankles as he removed each of her stockings.

Running his fingers down to her crotch, he felt the hot mess left from their play. He dove a finger into her dripping cunt and brought it to her lips to taste. 

She licked his finger lightly, then sucked it off hard, enjoying the sweet taste of herself. "Better than the wine." She breathed

"I agree." He said as he gently kissed her.

As he leaned down to kiss her more deeply, she lifted her ass and shimmied her belt and panties off. Totally naked now, he wanted to jump on her and burry his rock hard cock deep inside her, and it was all he could do to resist. 

He fetched some massage oil from the bedside drawer, and rolled her over flat on her belly while he straddled her. He warmed the oil in his hands then began to rub her back and shoulders. 

"That feels so great! I can't remember the last time I had a massage." She sighed

"Better than the orgasms I just gave you?"

"Not even close." She giggled.

"Good. I have a few more planned for you before I get off." He said as he leaned to kiss the nape of her neck.

He continued to massage up and down her back. After two orgasms, she was putty in his hands. He wanted to give her just a little break, but not too much. Still hard as a rock and fully erect he, he needed a release, too. 

He continued to massage her for a few more minutes, and occasionally added trails of kisses up and down her back and neck.

As he felt her relax more and more, he slid down and massaged her ass cheeks. Grabbing the bottle of massage oil he poured a little down the crack of her ass and then spread her legs apart and his fingers moved down to massage it into her pussy and clit. 

She began to sigh and moan and he was aching to be inside her. He couldn't hold back an longer and had get that big cock of his back inside of that tight pussy.

He guided her around to face him and pulled her onto his lap. Wrapping her legs around his waist, he lifted her up and slowly brought her down gently over his cock. Her hot little pussy felt so good on his huge dick.

Grasping his shoulders, she let out a small cry. So tight, she had to turn her knees out and shift her hips so she could take him in completely. Again, he was stretching her so deep and wide, little sounds escaped her. 

He kissed her forehead and ran his fingers through her hair. Suckling and licking each breast, he took his time lavishing each with attention before he gently laid her back onto the pillows.

"You ok?"

"You feel absolutely amazing inside of me! I need more." she said while she placed gentle kisses across his chest.

He began rocking slowly, back and forth delighting in the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her little pussy. Being inside of her was amazing. After awhile, her impatient hips kept trying to increase his rhythm. 

"Come to me." He rolled them onto their side and their legs intertwined landing one of her legs up over his hip. From this position he could see her beautiful body, and easily fondle her breasts, while still deeply penetrating her hot tight pussy. Each thrust was more intense than the last, and he could was becoming lost in the sensations. 

He squeezed each nipple causing her to call out his name and she reached down to try to rub her own clit. Pushing her hand away, he tickled her clit with his fingers. Soon she was starting to buck her hips faster and faster and he knew she was on the verge of another orgasm. Suddenly her pussy began to squeeze and legs shake. Se began moaning and crying out in pleasure as her body quaked.

He was on the edge, but had not had his release, so stood up and pulled her to the edge of the bed, and buried his face in her cunt. He roughly licked in a frenzy and teethed and sucked at her clit, while she was still moaning loudly 

"I need more of you! Please take me!" she cried out

He placed her legs over his shoulders grasped her hips and drove his big cock deep inside her, making her scream. Then he began to pound his huge cock in and out of her tight pussy, slamming them together, over and over. The sensations on his cock were so tight and intense.

She kept moaning and screaming in pleasure, reaching back, pulling on the sheets.

In just moments he was at his release. He thrust even harder and began to explode inside of her, just as her body started to quiver in ecstasy. He thrust hard and slow a few more times and with each thrust, her pussy and every muscle in her entire body would contract and quake. 

"Oh my word!" she sighed

His legs were about to give out standing there, but waves of pleasure were still crashing her body, and were giving her involuntary contractions. He held still until he felt her body begin to relax.

Out of breath, slowly he pulled out and crawled over on the bed beside her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, then collapsed down next to her. 

"Just think! We get to do all that again, and more!" he said

"Right now?" she asked, with a grin.

"Well, perhaps after a quick rest for me, but if you are ready I'm more than happy lick on your sweet little clit."

She let out a hardly laugh and snuggled up beside for a little rest.



Opportunity in the Past



It was at the funeral of my father's cousin it was revealed what a great experience I had let slip out of my hands in my youth. 

At the reception afterwards his wife Gunilla suddenly came to sit alone. She beckoned for me to come and sit by her side. "I want to talk to you," she said. Of course I wanted to talk to her. I had always fancied her and she had always been very kind to me.

She looked at me in silence for a little while with an uncertain expression on her face. A shy smile came and went. Then she obviously made up her mind. 

"Well, I have a small gift for you. It's some photos. Over the years I have decided many times to burn them but always changed my mind thinking they are worth saving after all. Last night I decided that you should have them and then I decided against it this morning. But here they are. Take them before I change my mind again." 

She handed me a thick envelope. I took out a stack of black and white photos in an old format, 12 by 20 centimeter I thought, and browsed through them. I drew my breath and looked at Gunilla. "It's you. In the nude. You are sure you want me to have them?" She didn't answer, just looked expectantly at me. I started to go through the pictures more slowly looking carefully at each one. After a few I looked at her again. 

"But you were gorgeous. Well, I have always remembered you that way but you really were and still are. It wasn't just a young boy's lust. You were stunning." She looked very pleased.

"So, you do remember? It was so many years ago," she said a little shyly.

- - - - 

Of course I remembered what had happened when I was young and totally inexperienced about girls. I remembered it very clearly.

It all started the year when I turned eighteen. That summer I got very interested in the female body.

I am raised in the countryside and was shy and innocent as a boy. I had no friends living nearby to play with and find out the facts of life together with. So when it happened I had to figure it out on my own.

It all started when one day I was late for the daily swim. We lived in an old farm house on a bigger estate with a few small cottages around. They were used as summer houses for my father's cousins so in summertime there were several more persons around than during the rest of the year. Going to the lake to swim was the main attraction in the afternoons as soon as weather permitted.

When I came to the bathing place I was stopped at the entrance by my father's female cousin Karin. She was in the nude. I knew that she had friends visiting but had no reason to believe that I wasn't welcome as well. We always bathed together. 

"Erik, I am sorry but you can't swim with us today. My friends didn't bring any swim suits so we are in the nude and it isn't appropriate for you to be around. You are too grown up. So please be a good boy and go to the other bathing place," she said. I wondered why she suddenly behaved so strangely. She held one arm over her breasts and the other hand over her lower hair. 

Although I didn't understand the reason I did as she had asked me. I was used to be alone. The other bathing place was close by but there was a row of big bushes separating the two.

The ordinary place had a jetty with a spring board and wind shelters. This had only a tiny strip of sand. 

I sat down and thought about why I suddenly wasn't allowed to bathe with them. They had often been in the nude in the past but now I remembered that it hadn't happened this summer. My mother had always been unconcerned about my presence when she changed and I had often seen her in the nude. But when I now thought about it there had also been some time since that had happened.

What was all this about? Was there a secret that the women didn't want me to know about? I felt a surge in my stomach and got curious. I had to find out somehow.

The bushes separating the two places looked thick from the outside. But I knew from many games in the past that from my side it was easy to crawl inside the bushes and get a good view. I did just that.

I watched the women on the other side for quite a long time. They looked normal to me and did only the usual things, sunbathing, swimming and drying themselves. But they looked very different from each other. There were seven or eight women. I noticed that the hair between the legs on most of them was darker than on the heads and a few had a very different and much darker color. 

I got interested in the breasts. I had had no idea that they came in so many shapes and sizes. From my sister's conical tits with small pink raspberries on top to the breasts of one of the friends which were huge with big brown circles and dark plugs sticking out in the middle. I got very interested in how the breasts bounced and swung when the women moved. One of them had breasts that were so firm that they didn't bounce much although they were rather large. I watched the breasts for quite a while but although they looked very nice I couldn't see any hidden secrets.

I got back to look at the hair between the legs. Hair could disguise something I thought. And Karin had covered the hair with her hand. She was fair-haired and the hair between her legs was not as thick as on some of the other women I noticed. I looked closely at her and she helped by standing facing my way slightly moving her legs. After a while she turned a little and the sun filtered through her hair. Then I saw it. There was an impression in her flesh that seemed to deepen to a slit leading down between her legs. I looked at it for a long time but couldn't see anything more.

One of the other women caught my interest. She was sitting and parted her thighs when squirming around. A similar slit became visible under her thick dark hair and it deepened substantially further down.

Another woman suddenly knelt with her ass facing me. She stood with her knees apart and leaned forward to rummage through her purse. There definitely was a deep slit between her legs with soft folds surrounding it. It looked very interesting.

I watched the other women to see if they also had that slit. They moved around and now and then I got a glimpse between their legs and it was obvious that they all had that slit although they all looked different. 

That was it, I thought. That was the secret I was not allowed to see. But why? What was the meaning to keep it secret? Suddenly I remembered that mother once had told me briefly about how babies were made. She had said that the father put his thing into the mother and then they got a baby. I hadn't paid much attention then about where the father inserted his thing into the mother. I realized now that I didn't know.

The surge in my stomach grew and there was a new tingling in my loins. There it was. The slit was the secret place where the father entered the mother. My cock swelled.

I watched the women with a new interest until they dressed and left. I felt excited about my discovery and had got new feelings in my body.

About a week later it happened again that I was asked to go to the other bathing place. This time it was the Gunilla, the wife of my father's cousin. She held a small towel in front of her for cover when she hurried forward to stop me but it got stuck in a bush and she dropped it. She just laughed and calmly asked me to go away. I looked at her with a new interest. At close range she looked very nice with round breasts and soft skin. And the hair between her legs was thick and curly and covered the beginning of the valley. Perhaps that was the reason why she was so cool about being naked. Her secret was well hidden.

I went to the other bathing place and immediately crept into the bushes. I studied the women with great interest looking at bouncing breasts and compared hair color and looked for the secret valley. I got to see at least part of it on almost every woman.  

One woman in particular was a good study object. She had a well rounded body and there was no hair at all between her legs. The impression showed very clearly. It seemed like it started high up and it deepened well before it disappeared between her legs. The flesh around it looked soft and puffy. I wondered why there was no hair for cover. 

I noticed with great interest that also the asses looked nice and also bounced when they moved. I liked what I saw and had new feelings in my stomach and loins.

In the night I had a pleasant dream and in the morning found that I had wet my bed only that it was something different that had left my body. My mother of course noticed later on although I had tried to remove it.

"Don't be embarrassed. You are growing up, that's all. It will happen many times again before you are fully grown. Enjoy your dreams."

It happened a few more times during that summer that the women bathed in the nude and asked me to go away. But I didn't complain. Instead I watched them behind the bushes and in the nights had pleasant dreams.

Well, during the following fall, winter and spring my sexual interest developed. I had pleasant dreams quite often. I learned how to make it pleasant for myself by jacking off. During a school dance I got hard when dancing with a girl who pressed her swelling breasts against me. I tried to conceal my embarrassing condition but she giggled in my ear and pressed her lower body against me and made grinding movements. It was sheer luck that the music ended before I creamed in my pants. Somehow I walked her back to her friends and got very embarrassed when they started to whisper and giggle looking at me.

It became even more embarrassing when one of her friends asked me to dance when it was the ladies dance. Well, it was of course nice to be asked but she immediately clung to me and pressed first her breasts and then her lower body against me. She was were determined and quickly got me hard. It was the first time I had met a teasing girl but was too innocent to understand that I had something in my pants that the girls were curious about. I was deeply embarrassed and just wanted to get away. But the girl was merciful and backed off when she had felt what she had created. The rest of the dance we danced cheek to cheek which was very pleasant. She kept her lower body away from mine until near the end of the dance when she suddenly pressed herself close to me again and grinded her lower body into my erection. When the dance ended she smiled sweetly at my embarrassment. I think I learned something though.

Summer came and it was my duty to keep the garden in order. I had a lot of free time though. It had also happened that a new family had come to the estate with a boy just a little older than me. Of course we quickly made friends and spent most of our free time together.

My father's cousins came to stay the summer with their families. The men worked in the city and were away except on weekends and Wednesday evenings. So I was the only man around. The women always used swim suits when we bathed in the afternoons although they weren't overly cautious when changing. I got many glimpses of breasts and pussy hair.

The women took turns taking care of the children giving each other some free time. Gunilla loved to sunbathe. Whenever she had a chance she sat in the sun all year round. One day I went down to the lake to take a swim already before lunch to cool off after having moved the lawns. I stripped naked at the entrance aiming to run along the springboard and jump into the water. But I stopped dead in my track after just a few paces. Gunilla was lying there stark naked in the sun. She was lovely I thought trying to take the whole of her in but it was hard to decide where to look. I got a few moments though before she looked up, maybe she had been sleeping. She put her hand over her eyes to shield them from the sun.

"Oh, it's you Erik," she said. "I didn't hear you. Coming for a swim are you? Well the water is nice." She chatted for a little while, obviously not bothering being naked.

"Oh, dear me. I should put something on, shouldn't I? Oh my goodness," she suddenly exclaimed.

I suddenly got aware of that my cock had swelled and when she started talking it rose to full erection in a few heartbeats. She looked directly at it.

I blushed deeply, took my clothes and ran away to hide between the bushes at the other bathing place.

"Oh Eric, don't be ashamed. It was my fault entirely. You look very nice," she called after me but I was too embarrassed to notice what she said. After a while I calmed down though and looked through the bushes. She had gone back to sun bathing, still in the nude as if nothing had happened. I had a good view over her body and stood for quite a while taking her in.

Finally she stretched and sat up stroking over her body. She cupped her breasts and squeezed them. She looked lovely and my cock rose again very quickly. I stroked it while watching.

Suddenly she rose to make some gymnastics. She rolled her hips. She bent over touching ground with her hands several times swinging her breasts or wriggling her ass. She moved around making me see her from different angles. By now I was jacking my cock fiercely. Finally she bent over the fence with her feet parted and shifted her weights from leg to leg. The secret between her legs was in full view although I didn't understand what I saw. But I came, shooting a mighty load into the bushes.

She kept her pose over the fence for some time after I had come but then slowly got dressed.

"Erik, I am leaving now if you want to use the spring board," she said when she left. "Oh, I won't look if you still are naked," she added. She had to pass close to me when leaving.

Two days later when she again had a couple of hours free before lunch I discreetly watched her doings at the cottage. I saw her leave to go swimming. I followed her shortly afterwards.

I sneaked into the bushes sure of that I hadn't been seen. She lay with closed eyes in the sun, again unashamedly naked looking lovely. I got naked as well and started to stroke my cock looking at her lovely naked body. I came in no time. After some time she moved around as the day before letting me see her all over. Among other things she knelt with her knees spread first standing on all fours then lowered her head and shoulders supporting herself on her lower arms. Her round full ass pointed up in the air. I came violently for the second time that day when she slowly rolled her ass. 

She lay down again now and then changing position. Only after I had come a third time did she dress and went for home. I hid in the bushes when she passed. 

The same thing happened on a following day. Today I would say that she was very daring if she had had an audience. Well she had, although she didn't know. Me. I was again hiding in the bushes. I had fancied her all morning and came very quickly after entering the bushes. She was of course naked lying on her side facing me. Her breasts welled forward between her arms.

After I had come she rose and took a swim. She came back up and dried herself thoroughly spending a good deal of time on her breasts. She also sat on a bench with her legs spread wide carefully drying her legs and thighs. I got a very good look at her secret place and began to understand what it looked like. When I did I came again.

She got up from the bench and moved around for a while doing her exercises. It ended with her lying on her back with her legs turned my way. She did several exercises lifting her legs up in the air, both at the same time or one at a time. Sometimes she spread her legs holding them in the air for a while before she lowered it again. In between she rested on her back sometimes with raised knees and thighs apart. I could study her mysterious secret in detail. In the end she cycled with raised hips supported by her arms and legs in the air. She ended up on all fours moving her body slowly back and forth, wriggling her hips and rolling her ass. I came for the third time when she lowered her head and shoulders and rocked back and fourth rapidly. 

When I was done she was also. She got dressed and walked away but turned in her tracks.

"Erik, you can use the spring board now. Thank you for letting me use the place on my own."

I was lucky I thought sitting with my back towards her. I turned my head and was able to smile at her. She was looking at me with a big smile on her face.

The next time her child was taken care of by Karin I watched her again. But she showed no signs of going to the lake. The weather wasn't very good so it was understandable. But I got very frustrated and moved around in smaller and smaller circles around her cottage. I know that her child would be away for a while yet.

I don't know what came over me but suddenly I stood on her doorstep. She met me with a smile and an inquiring look on her face. I didn't know what I had intended or what I should say or do. I just hugged her clinging to her body.

"I . . . you look . . . You are gorgeous. I . . . I want you." I stammered.

"Oh Eric, yes but . . . oh my goodness . . . but I am much too old for you. . . Oh my god. . . .Eric . . . your mother might see us standing like this. Go away from the door. . ." 

I didn't hear what she said except 'go' and fled away. 

- - - - 

"Sweet memories?" Gunilla suddenly asked bringing me back to the present. I looked up at her and blushed when her watching eyes caught mine. 

"Remember that summer long ago when you had a crush on me?" she asked suddenly a little shy. 

"Yes of course, I will never forget what an ass I made of myself and how I must have embarrassed you," I answered.

"Oh, but you didn't embarrass me. Maybe you made an ass of yourself but not for the reason you think. You know, when you hugged me on my doorstep that day I had more or less expected something like that to happen . . . Even hoped that it should, I think. But I hadn't thought it through and made up my mind about what to do if you really approached me. I guess I was too uncertain. And it all happened so quickly. But let me tell you this. Had you only been a little more persistent I had given in. I was about to when you let go of me and fled."

"But you said that I should go away because my mother might see us, didn't you?" I asked.

"No, I didn't tell you to go away. It was your interpretation only. You were so frightened that you didn't listen. Yes, I said that your mother might see us but I didn't say that you should go away. What I meant to say was that you had to move into the house to avoid being seen. I got real sorry when you just fled." She got quiet, deep in memories.

"You know, I strongly believed that you needed an experience with a woman. I had watched you during the previous weeks and seen how uncertain you were and your lack of self esteem. It would have changed quickly if I had let you into my pussy that day. I was very sure of that after you fled away. I decided that as soon as we got another opportunity I would let you have me. But that opportunity never came. I guess that you were too scared to approach me again. I could easily have taken the initiative but I was too undecided to do that. Pity though, I think it would have been a wonderful experience for both of us." 

She got quiet again; a sweet smile trickled in the corner of her mouth. She lost herself in memories.

I looked at the pictures again more closely this time.

The first five or six were 'artistic nude photos' of a kind that were very popular in those times. The model posed very unnatural, often with outstretched arms and often some part of the body was cut away. The camera was a bit away and sometimes held at an angle. But these photos really showed her beautiful body. And the photos were very well taken and crystal clear. I immediately recognized the place. It was at our bathing place at the lake.

In the next group of photos the model seemed to have had more to say. She was more living, playful, teasing and sexy. Like pictures of Marilyn Monroe and Brigitte Bardot but these pictures were fully nude of course. And the camera was much closer.




Opportunity in the Past



The group after that was very personal. There were close-ups of her breasts and nipples, her belly, her ass and also her pubic bush. I drew my breath again when there was a photo of her pussy showing a puffy labia and a slightly open entrance with protruding inner lips. Drops of moistness were to be seen. 

I looked up and saw that Gunilla thoroughly followed my looking through the pictures. She smiled sweetly and lowered her gaze. 

"You know, you looked so sweet and innocent when you caught me in the nude that first time. But also very masculine having that handsome erection. You blushed so deeply and didn't know where to look but you couldn't resist staring at my breasts and pussy. I just loved it and as you might remember I didn't try to cover myself. I wanted you to look at me and to do it as much as you wanted." She smiled inwardly.

"I also was aware of you behind the bushes during the following days. I did my best to show you my body, didn't I? I have never moved around doing exercises so much in the nude before. I got a real good over all tan from it. My husband asked me about it later. And I knew that you jacked off. I got so proud that a young man fancied me enough to get his rocks off. You no doubt had a very nice erection and spurted loads of come. I fancied you standing there so lovely, young and innocent and with that great cock in hand. You were always erect when you stood behind those bushes and then so soon again when you had jacked off. I know you where there and heard you grunt when you came. And all that just because of me."

"Oh well, yes, you looked so wonderful. Yes, I jacked off several times looking at you and then again in bed at night," I said trying to sound casual. Gunilla certainly was. I looked at the pictures again.

The last group of pictures was very much to the point, very erotic. They could have been published in today's men's magazines. Pure porn of the highest quality. The model was again posing but very deliberately to look her best and very, very sexy. In some photos she was joined by a man with an erect cock poking her breasts, her ass and also her pussy. I recognized her husband. They must have used a self release on the camera. 

In some photos she was lying or standing in positions ready to receive her lover. The camera was held at about cock level and the photos were taken as if the lover was approaching. On one she was bending over the fence with her feet apart ready to be mounted. On another she was lying on her back with raised knees and thighs wide apart. She was reaching out ready to hug her lover as soon as he came on top of her. The last photo made me pant hard. She was on her hands and knees with her ass towards the camera. The knees were well spread and her head and shoulders kept low. Her pussy was well exposed and small drops of moistness showed. It was a picture of a woman more than ready to be entered.

"You know," Gunilla whispered hoarsely. "You know, moments after that picture was taken our second child was conceived. My husband couldn't hold back any longer. He just dropped the camera and entered me which of course was just what I wanted . . . only that I had wanted it to be you. And what a fuck we had. He was hard as steel and very horny." 

She got quiet lost in memories. She squirmed in her chair.

"I believe that you like these pictures and that they are sexy. My husband had begged to take photos of me in the nude for a long time. You remember that he was an avid amateur photographer? But I had always said no, not wanting to risk that the photos would fall into the wrong hands. But after our encounter I told him I was willing to pose for him. He became overjoyed. I also choose the place and time of day carefully. You recognize it of course.

You know, I had him to get naked as well after the first part of shots. I wanted him to think that it was he who made me hot. But it was you I thought of. I wanted photos for you. I fancied that you were standing behind those bushes, cock in hand jacking off and I made my best to pose for you. You can see that all the best photos are taken from that angle and with the sun behind the camera. I was very careful to make sure that the light should be right and that no shadows would shield my womanhood. My husband got it all exactly right, don't you agree?" She got quiet.

"Well, I made him take these pictures and thank god he was doing the development himself. I asked him for an extra set. My intention was to give them to you. The thought that you would look at these pictures, look at me in fact when you jacked off excited me. I had them in my purse several times thinking that I should hand them over but I always lost my nerve in the last moment. But now at last you have got them. I am very happy that you liked them. . . .Roll away now and take care of your wife. She has been looking at us for quite a while now. You may show her the pictures and tell her the story but I want you to be careful with them. I am still recognizable I think."

I was flabbergasted and tried to thank her telling how gorgeous she had been and still was but I am afraid that I wasn't very good at it. I hesitated to tell my wife but have done it now. After some initial hesitation she said that Gunilla had been very kind to me. Giggling heavily she said that Gunilla probably had been right. It would have been good for my development had she let me into her pussy. But on the other hand, she said, she was glad the Gunilla hadn't. If she had my wife hadn't become my first and only woman. God knows what would have happened, she said, if Gunilla had made a man of me long before I met my wife.



Opportunity Knocked One Night



We moved back to New England around the New Year. Not the best time to leave Florida, but what can you do? Winter here being what it is, most of the neighbors in our new "Active Senior" condo complex (that's 50+ for you kids) didn't spend a lot of time out doors. I have a dog to walk so I'm out and around often. I have managed to meet a lot of the people but only briefly. I met Judy one day as she walked her dog at the same time I was out with mine. We chatted several times, and as the weather began to warm we spoke more frequently. I also noted that with out the sweaters and parkas of the winter she was a slim, attractive woman.

My wife returned to our Florida place for a week or so to get it cleaned and ready to sell. I stayed home for work.

It was late afternoon on Saturday and I was getting ready to make my dinner when the door bell rang. I saw it was Judy and opened the door to find her in a panic on the porch. "My dog ran off and I can't find her anywhere" she blurted out as soon as I had opened the door. "Please help me find her" she asked. "Of course", I said as I went to get my shoes.

We wandered the grounds ( with only 35 units it isn't too big) and hadn't found her dog but then I heard mine barking up a storm back at my home. When I got back there I found her dog on the porch "talking" through the door to mine. I called Judy and she ran back to where I was, scooped up her dog and proceeded to give me a big hug.

I could tell her nerves were shot so I invited her in for a drink to help her calm down. I was kind of surprised she accepted, but she did and we went in and let her dog run around playing with mine. Even more surprising was that she turned out to be a fellow scotch drinker. I poured us each a nice glass and we sat down for a while.

Mid-way thru a second drink, I asked if she would join me for supper. She lives alone, so I guess was happy to have someone to talk to. I started cooking and she helped us both to a refill.

Somewhere between cooking and a glass of wine with our meal I started the stereo and as we were finishing our dinner, she said "that's a great song". Feeling pretty good myself, I asked her if she wanted to dance. She did, and we moved to the other room. We danced around the living room for awhile, but mostly stood in one place swaying. She put both arms around my neck, and as I rubbed her back, it was clear she was still in good shape, and not wearing a bra under her sweater. We danced even after the music ended. When I pulled back she hung onto my neck and keep moving, and pushing closer to me as she moved. 

A new song started, and I moved to look at her. She pulled her face back, looked up at me and said how wonderful it felt to be held like this. I smiled back and she said "will you make love to me?"

Well, I didn't quite fall over, but I almost didn't believe my ears. After 2 or 3 drinks and a bottle of wine I was ready. I lead her into the bedroom and sat her on the edge of the bed. I lifted her sweater exposing her small but firm breasts. I kissed her neck, and worked my way down to each nipple, pausing long enough to suck each one thoroughly. As I continued down, she moaned but seemed a bit tense. I told her to relax. She lifted up a bit so I could slide off her pants. She had on a beautiful pair of silk panties. When I smiled she said that nice lingerie is her only vise. 

I kissed down her tummy and began to rub her legs. She pulled some pillows under her head and laid back to let me continue. I kissed my way to her pussy and found it neatly trimmed and as sweet as honey. I spread her legs and licked and sucked her opening until my tongue fond her clit. I nibbled gently and as I sucked it into my mouth she clamped her legs to my head and let out a scream as she climaxed. I kept sucking until she calmed down. I looked up at her and smiled. She said it had been eight years since she had a man, and had forgotten how intense the feelings were. I answered by moving her legs to the bed and assuring her I wasn't done yet.

She grinned, spread her legs, reached down and pulled my dick toward her waiting hole. "Please, fuck me now" she said, and I was only too willing.

I teased the outside of her pussy briefly, made sure I was good and wet and plunged into her. She was tight and wet. I moved in and out slowly to get used to her. She pulled her knees up to get me in deeper. She raised up on her elbows and said she wanted to watch as I fucked her. She kissed me and held me as we moved in a quickening rhythm. I knew I couldn't last much longer, so I stopped to get control. Judy pleaded, "please fill me up with your cum. It's been so long." I fucked her hard for a few strokes and as she squeezed me tight with her second orgasm I lost it and shot deeply into her. We collapsed on the bed and when I looked I noticed a tear on her cheek. I asked if I had hurt her in some way and she laughed, kissed me and said I had just made her feel so alive that they were tears of joy.

After a moments rest she sat up and looked at my dick hanging limply but still covered with our mixed juices. I said I might need a few minutes if she wanted any thing else. She smiled with a twinkle in her eye, kissed me again and suggested that since we had just had such a wonderful dinner at my place that we move to her unit for dessert.

The night was still young and having Judy for dessert sounded like a perfect way to finish my day.



Opportunity Knocks



You know those chance occurrences that leave you wondering what is going to happen next? This was one of those times.

I was on vacation during the school year so was home alone while the kids were off to school and my wife off to work. I had seen everyone to the door, showered, shaved, and had just gotten settled into a game of pinochle on the computer while enjoying a cup of hot coffee when the phone rang. Jessie, the oldest daughter of our neighbors wanted to borrow the computer to type out a paper for some composition class she was taking at the local community college. Being the ever-helpful neighbor I agreed and she came over shortly after on an exceptionally warm January day wearing comfortable clothes. I could smell shampoo as she walked passed me through the front door and knew she had showered, but to look at the worn out sweats and tee shirt you would have thought she just rolled out of bed. Still, the worn out look in no way diminished her glowing charms. Jessie stands about shoulder height to me so I would guess her at about five feet tall and would probably blow away in a strong wind so couldn't be more than 100 pounds. However, her petite figure and slight build was marvelously curved. I had needed to put my tongue back in my mouth more than once over the past couple of summers seeing her wearing a thong bikini and enjoying the sun by my pool. She is auburn haired with pale brown eyes and no matter how much she lies in the sun remains very fair of complexion. 

For the past couple of years I have from time to time thrown out suggestive remarks and subtle propositions that were usually responded to with a coy smile and a giggle. I am 15 years her elder, good friends with her parents, and in no way wanted to jeopardize my marriage or the good relations with the neighbors. So I fantasized at a distance, so to speak. My wife had pointed out several times that she was developing into quite an attractive young woman and knowing I have a soft spot for redheads had warned me to keep my eyes in my head. At any rate, I digress. She spent the bulk of the morning editing and retyping her paper and we hardly exchanged two words. At lunch I offered her a sandwich and she accepted. Over lunch we chatted and she asked if I would proof read her paper. Now continuing my dirty old man ways I made some remark about how she would have to repay me for disrupting my vacation, using my free computer time, burning up countless pieces of printer paper, and paying for editing services. She laughed, stood up from the table and stretched. It was then that I noticed that her worn out shirt was nearly see through, and when she threw her head back and stretched for the ceiling the thin material pulled taut across her breasts and revealed that she was wearing no bra. I swore I could see nipple, but not wanting to get caught I quickly diverted my eyes before she finished her stretch.

Regaining my composure I headed for the computer chair to begin the proof reading of her essay and she went off to explore the house or use the bathroom or something. I was amused by the title of her essay "How dumb can a guy be?" The assignment was to write an essay about anything and work on punctuation, proper verb/noun agreement etc. Well, I read into the paper and she had done quite well with the basics and had used several pick up lines and other instances where guys had made passes at her to illustrate how dumb guys can be. About half way through the paper some of the "dumb' things began to get way too familiar! I called out to her, "Hey Jessie! I can't believe you are using me in this paper and it isn't fair that you have taken them out of context! They were not as lame as you have made them out to be!" I heard her voice form the hallway, "Yes they were!" and as she got nearer the den, "You said them then did nothing! If you wanted to see my breasts why didn't you just ask?"

I stammered and finally spat out, "Fine! May I see your breasts?" Jessie graciously complied and removed her shirt to reveal a very nice rack indeed with small, pale nipples that pointed slightly skyward once they were free of obstruction. I am sure my jaw was hanging open at her boldness. I saw her blush all the way down to the top of her sweats when she asked, "can I see yours?" By now my blood engorged erection begged to be released from captivity so I jumped up and automatically slid my pants down without one thought about anything else. I looked up when she exclaimed, "Oh my god!" 

Immediately I was certain I went to far and reached for my pants, but she stepped forward to stop me and said, "Its not that, its just that it is so much bigger than Tim's (her boyfriend)." I smiled and suggested she touch it and being ever hopeful even suggested she take it in her mouth to get the feel of it! Her coy smile was back and to my utter delight she first slid her sweats completely off! I was in heaven and now knew that the grass matched the hedges! I could not see a single flaw in her complexion save the few freckles that dotted her face across the bridge of her nose. In no time I had removed all of my clothing and was leaning back in the computer chair really enjoying the look of rapture on her face while she knelt between my parted thighs and slowly slid her hands up and down the shaft of my erection.

Total stupidity on my part! I was so enjoying the touch of this twenty-year-old beauty that I did not hear the car pull up, the front door close, or the approaching footsteps. My wife had arrived home a little early to "surprise" me! 

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" Both Jessie and I jumped to our feet. My cock instantly deflated at the tone of my wife's voice. "I SAID, WHAT... THE... HELL .... IS... GOING... ON?" She had taken a harsh step in our direction and Jessie jumped back knocking me back into the computer chair and falling on top of me at the same time. When the smooth skin of that tight little ass of hers hit my cock I was instantly hard again, which caused Jessie to jump back to her feet. By this time Sara, my wife, was standing in front of us. Now, Sara is no Amazon Warrior, but at 5' 8" she towered over poor Jessie. I am not sure why Sara did it, or how things lined up so well, but, Sara misinterpreting why Jessie jumped up had put her hands on Jessie's shoulders and pushed her back down growling, "AND WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING?" Jessie came back down on my lap, and now free of her weight my cock was pointing skyward. The head of which line up perfectly with her (and I found out after the fact, virginal) little asshole. My size was alluded to before; I am longer than lots of men and very thick as well. The head and about one third of the shaft disappeared instantly up her back passage. Jessie screamed a short strangled cry, passed out, and fell back onto me and her dead weight carried the rest of my eight inches hilt deep into her ass. I grabbed hold of her to keep her from toppling over and Sara's jaw dropped in shock at the scream and Jessie passing out. "Oh my god! Is she dead?" 

Sara whispered through her fingers now covering her mouth. "No, but my cock is lodged all the way up her ass now!" I said in mock anger trying real hard to disguise my pleasure. Jessie moaned but didn't really move and Sara went on to explain that she came home early to get a little action before the kids got off the bus. Jessie moaned and stirred just enough to let her legs fall as far open as they could with my legs against the arms of the chair. I saw Sara's eyes drift down to Jessie's bush. "She is really lovely!" uttered Sara. Taking full advantage of the situation and pressing my luck I said, "Go on Sara, you said you were curious." She hesitated but I could see the desire building in her eyes. Sara wasted no time at all removing her clothes and I rearranged my legs so I could spread Jessie's legs wide. Sara knelt before the two of us and gave me one lustful look before she began to timidly lick the young girls slit. 

It didn't take long for Sara to really get into it and I had no trouble staying hard where I was! The attention on her clitoris did not go unnoticed for long, because Jessie began to moan and although at the time I don't think she was totally aware of what she was doing she reached out, grabbed Sara by the back of the head, and started grinding her hips. Moments later however, Jessie knew full well what was happening. "Oh God! It hurts!" she cried but never stopped grinding her pussy into my wife's face. "Get it out! Get it out!" Now, Sara has never allowed me to take her anally because she is afraid of my size, so, knowing this I let go of Jessie to let her slide off and get my cock out of her ass. Thankfully, she had only risen about halfway off when her orgasm hit. She dropped right back down to the hilt and began bouncing and bucking all the while holding Sara's face firmly to her pussy. I erupted and squirt what felt like a gallon of cum into Jessie's ass.

As Jessie's orgasm subsided she let go of Sara who sat back with a smile on her face. I softened and began to slowly slip from Jessie's ass when she gasped, "That was incredible!" Once my now depleted member was free of her back passage Jessie slipped from my lap to sit on the floor next to my still smiling wife. "Now everyone has got to have one except me!" Sara complained. Jessie beat me to the punch! She pushed Sara onto her back and dived into her neatly trimmed box. Sara was so aroused that she had reached her orgasm in about a minute. It was over before I got to jump in so we sat and talked for a bit. Jessie confessed to several things. First that I was only the second man that she had had sex with. Second that that was the first time anal. Third that she had never thought about me that way until two days before when a friend of hers said that a more experienced man could make it more enjoyable. Fourth that although her and some close female friends had experimented by licking each other she had never had an orgasm unless she was masturbating. Sara confessed to Jessie that she was curious what it would be like with another woman and that Jessie was her first. Me? Hell I was on a roll so I pressed my luck further! I admitted to wanting more and fortunately both women agreed that it would be fun. So I went even further and admitted that I also want Jessie's little sister who would be 18 in a couple of weeks! Neither Sara or Jessie thought it would be possible but to humor me they said "we will have to wait and see."

Unfortunately our kids were due in from school in a few short minutes so we had to stop there and get dressed. I chuckled appreciatively while Sara and I watched Jessie through the kitchen window; walking with some obvious discomfort, make her way across the yard to her house. Sara slapped me playfully on the chest, "That poor girl won't be able to sit down for a week! I hope she can hide it from her parents." 



Opportunity Knocks



Throughout the 25 years that Brian was married to my sister, we seldom did anything together as a foursome. The two guys were either fishing or road tripping, while Jean and I did things with the kids. Brian and Jean's relationship was a tedious one. Doug and I would comment that, together, they were like oil and water. However, when they were apart from one another, they were two of the dearest people we knew. 

When they finally divorced a few years back, Brian moved to another city and we kind of lost track of him. Doug finally reached him through the internet, and invited him to drop by our place, whenever he was in town. For a gent in his late fifties, he was quite attractive and charming. Throughout their marriage, he had always treated me cordially and with respect. So, when Doug mentioned that he might stop by for a visit, I was excited to see him again.

That Friday evening we got a call from him. He was at a local bistro and asked if we wanted to join him for drinks. As old married folks, we had settled in for the night, but I was up and dressed in no time. I threw on a flimsy knee-length summer dress and did my normal makeup routine. Doug hadn't seen his old cruisin' buddy in years, so he was excited to get going.

"You 'bout ready, or what?" He yelled.

"Just about. Keep you pants on, I'll be right there!" I said, and spritzed on some perfume.

We arrived at the tavern within 30 minutes and found him at the bar.

"Dam Brenda, you still look like a million bucks! Want to fool around?" He smiled.

"Brian! You look great too," I said, noticing his slim physique.

He described how his lifestyle had changed, since the divorce. He was working out and eating right -and it showed! I think even Doug was impressed. We sat down and Doug got caught up on Brian's life the past few years. Their fiery divorce had taken its toll on the both of them. I mentioned how hard it had been on their relatives and friends too. 

"It was no fun for us to be instantly separated from you guys either. We missed you," I said, nodding at him.

"Geez Bren, that's sweet of you. I miss you guys too. God Doug, she is still a knockout!"

I blushed at his comment and noticed his eyes scanning my chest. He raised his face quickly to mine, like a kid caught in the cookie jar, and winked. Suddenly, something told me, he was no longer my brother. He was simply an old acquaintance flirting with me, and it was kind of fun.

The three of us downed several rounds of drinks. I sat quietly, as the two of them recounted fond memories of their many fishing outings together. The more we drank, the looser we got, until I found out more of what those 'fishing trips' were about.

"So, when you guys went out fishing, just WHAT were you fishing for?" I asked them both.

"Oh most of the time, we WERE fishing!" Doug admitted.

"Yeah, and sometimes the fishing wasn't any good, so we would end up at the closest bar," Brian surrendered and smiled.

"...and, I'll bet many of those bars were titty bars, weren't they?" I asked knowingly.

The two trapped rats looked at each other and smiled. 

"Gosh Brian, do ya suppose that's why the women in those bars were topless?" Doug laughed.

We all had a big laugh. As our laughter subsided, Brian's eyes once again settled on my more than ample chest. This time his eyes locked on my boobs. Even when he knew I was watching, he was content to keep staring. I thought I'd have a laugh too. I brought my fingers slowly up to my dress buttons and casually started to undo them.

"Just think, you guys. All that wasted time going to titty bars... (another button undone) ...when you could have had... (another button) ...a pretty good show at home," I whispered, shook my 36D's, and made sure my full cleavage was on display.

Doug and Brian were stunned! That broke Brian out of his trance. He nervously licked his lips and finally looked up into my eyes. I laughed and laughed and started to button up.

"Well don't stop now!" Doug commanded.

"Geez Brenda, if we had known that, we surely WOULD have stayed home!" Added Brian.

Whether I was getting drunk or just enjoyed the flirting, I stopped buttoning up my dress and left three top buttons undone. I found that if I turned a certain way or leaned forward, my lace bra was slightly visible and showed off my full cleavage. Doug is always trying to get me to show more of my big tits. Since I was in a playful mood, I decided to tease them both. I wondered just how much I could really get away with, before Doug would call me down.

Brian bought another round of drinks, and soon the two-sided conversation reverted to their memories of all the different strip bars they had frequented. I was mildly pissed that they were ignoring me and stepped up my flirting skills. Shaking my shoulder length ash blonde locks, I directed myself at Brian and leaned forward. I ran my tongue around my painted lips and batted my eyes as he tried to speak. Soon he placated Doug with yes and no answers, as he paid sole attention to my seduction. To be honest, his appreciation of my advances was making me rather warm. What seemed to make it even hotter was that I was seducing him right in front of my husband.

Doug's no idiot. He knows how amorous I get after several drinks. I believe he was also aroused by the prospect of me entertaining his old friend, my ex-brother. Before going much further with this farce, I briefly considered what my sister's reaction would be and concluded that my actions were no more than innocent flirting. 

Beside Doug had taken my sister out once after their divorce, when I was out of town. Though I knew about their friendly date beforehand, and that it was simply platonic, I often wondered just HOW friendly it was? I never did discuss it with either of them, but suggestive thoughts, though uninvited, still linger in the back of my brain. My mind was made up then -I wouldn't take this any further than what I imagined happened between Jean and Doug. Granted, that is a shabby rationalization, but hey, I was a little drunk and having fun! Jean would never find out anyway.

"So, did you guys ever take those strippers out?" I interrupted.

"Why, hell no! I mean, dam we were married!" Doug stated.

"Right! And you, Brian? Didn't you ever score with any of those hot babes?" I pleaded and ran my bare instep against his calf.

"Uh...uh, there were times when I wanted to, but," he stammered.

"But what? What stopped you?" I asked, sweetly. 

Under the table, I parted his legs with my naked foot. I ran it along the inside of his thigh and planted it firmly against his crotch. Feeling the warmth and length of his hardness, I licked my lips and waited for his answer. The suddenness of my actions made him flinch. His chair inched back. He looked down and quickly turned to face Doug. His face was astonishment, surprise, confusion and delight. Doug glanced down at Brian's lap and returned a nasty smirk. I had upped the bet, raised the ante and maybe even changed the game. As I awaited his response, my pussy wet with anticipation.

Brian collected his senses as best he could, considering his raging hardon. He reached down under the table and slowly ran his warm hand up my bare calf. His touch sent a thrill through me.

"I guess, I should answer your question, Bren. There were three reasons I never went out with those strippers: Number one, for better or worse, I was married to your sister. Number two, I respected yours and Doug's marriage, even more than my own. Oh, and number three, none of those strippers have a body as voluptuous as yours."

Now I was the one being teased. Defiantly, I sat, while his hand reached further up my leg and squeezed. I was as hot and bothered as I've ever been, but I kept my cool. Two can play this game. I massaged my toes around the outline of his cock, dipped two fingers into my deep cleavage and stared him down.

"So, you think I've got enough to compete with those strippers, huh? That's nice. What if you had Doug's OK? Would you have fucked them?"

"Now that's a good question, Brenda. I might have to think on that for a while," he said, and looked at Doug questionly.

"You shouldn't take too long. You just might miss your chance, Brian," I said and slyly winked at them both.

"Hey, I don't know about you two, but Brian why don't you come on over for a while? You haven't been to our house in years," Doug said, with nervous anticipation.

My God, Doug actually thinks my little routine is for real! What have I got myself into? I withdrew my foot from his crotch and gathered up my purse. Doug and I stood up. I knew Brian couldn't, in his condition. He said he would love to drop by for a while. Doug headed for the door. I leaned over to give Brian one, last, good view down my dress and stuck my wet tongue in his ear.

"See ya soon," I whispered.

I was feeling no pain, as I jumped in the car. Feeling a bit over exposed, I started to button up my dress.

"Having a good time, are you?" Asked Doug.

"Yeah. It's fun, seeing Brian again. Are you OK?" I asked, giving him a chance to call off my charade.

"Oh I'm doing fine. You sure make a hot slut! How come you're closing up shop?" He asked, motioning to my dress.

"Brian still thinks I've got an attractive body. What do ya think of that?"

"Honey, I've always said that! You just never want to show it off! You should share your gifts."

"That's not the way I figure it. YOU need to ask yourself if YOU want to share my gifts!" 

"You mean you'd let Brian see you naked, if I said it was OK?" He asked.

"Whatever. Let's just pay this by ear, and see just how much of me you really want to share, OK?"

"Sure, that'll be fun!" Said Doug, emphatically.

Push come to shove, I knew Doug wouldn't be able to deal with too much more reality. There was no denying he had an over developed fantasy of me doing it with another man. But, once that reality barrier is broken, and jealousy rears its ugly head, he'll call it off. In the meantime, I'll just have some innocent fun with the two of them. 

We were home in no time. I put on some music and got out some munchies, while Doug got the drinks started. The doorbell rang and I scurried to let Brian in. Upon entering, he heard the music and took me in his arms to dance. He led our impromptu dance through the foyer and down the hall to the kitchen.

"I see you decided to cover the evidence, sweet thing," he said, noticing my dress.

"Brian, you would have never spoke to me that way when I was your sister!"

"I know Brenda. But, I always wanted to," he mentioned and squeezed my ass.

"I think you might be taking too much for granted?" I suggested, and pulled away from his grip.

"Oh, so that was just teasing at the bar," he said, dejected.

"Maybe I just like to take my own sweet time with things. You can understand that?" I smiled coyly, and gripped his ass.

"Oh you're good, Baby. You're REAL good!" Doug interjected and handed us our drinks.

"Speaking of strippers, Honey, you've always had a little exhibitionist in you. Why don't you strip for us?" Begged Doug.

I started swaying to the music, with a drink in one hand and the hem of my dress in the other. The guys sat down on the couch and whistled, as I drifted with the slow rhythm.

"What makes you think I ever wanted to be a stripper?" I pouted and unbuttoned those three famous top buttons. 

Anticipating my strip show, both guys went silent, as they eased back into the couch. Suddenly, a feeling of complete control swept over me. Even in my tipsy state, I was going to direct the action from here on out. Seeing their wide eyes ogling my every move, I opted to play the tease. I adopted all the affectations of how I imagined a drunken slut would act. My speech went to the gutter and my every sensual movement was exaggerated to achieve the desired affect. My only fear was that I might enjoy this role-playing. I would have to be on guard, and not let the alcohol and my fantasies get the best of me. I really had been drinking much more than usual, so there was no telling how long I could last. Either way, I was sure that I had already gone much further than my sister had with Doug.

"You guys really think this old mother of two still has something worth looking at?" I asked rhetorically, as I undid three more buttons.

With only the final four lower buttons remaining, I seductively pulled my arms from their sleeves and let my dress fall to my feet. Catching the edge of it with one foot, I flung it high in the air, to land on my audience. This left me with my lacey black bra, matching slip, panties and 4 inch pumps. Stripping like this in front of two horny men was uncharted territory, but my newfound sense of control was exhilarating. The guys' hands were now on their crotches, and their growing hardons were enough of a stimulus for me to heat things up further.

The slow, rhythmic music was the perfect accompaniment to wiggling and shedding my black satin slip. With one hand holding onto the discarded slip, I stepped over it and grabbed the other end from behind with my free hand. This enabled me to saw it back and forth against my wet panties. The thin slip found a slippery home in the slit of my pussy, as I rubbed it back and forth. Satisfied that it was saturated with my juices, I draped it over their faces. My scent made them tug at their bulges even harder.

"Seems to me, you fuckers would be getting a little warm by now?"

They grinned and nodded in unison.

"What say you guys lose some clothes too? Why do I have to be the only one getting naked?"

Quick as a wink, like a pair of oversexed sailors on leave, they ripped off their shirts, shoes and socks; then looked to me for approval. 

"Oh I think you are much warmer than that, boys!" I demanded, motioning to their pants.

Oh what power a woman (any woman) has! Though it was tempting, I decided not to push the envelope too soon. It was my turn to show off, what Doug considers are my greatest asset(s). By the look of anticipation on Brian's face, he must be a boob-man too. Back in the swing of the music, I slowly dropped each bra strap. Almost as if on cue, they both inched closer to me and sat on the edge of the leather couch. Their need to see and my need to show were heightened to the max. Brian licked his lips as I approached him. Closely watching my husband for any negative reaction, I took hold of either side of Brian's head.

"Why don't you tell Doug just how long you've wanted to see your sister's big tits? Tell him how long you wanted to feel them... to kiss them... hmmmm? Tell him how long you've wanted to stick that hard cock of yours between them and titty-fuck them? TELL HIM!" I demanded.

Holding his head mere inches from burying his face in my cleavage, I gave Doug another chance to stop my teasing. Instead, I felt Brian's long tongue leave a wet trail between my tits. Instinctively I drew him nearer, as his tongue continued to explore the lace outline of my plunging bra. The touch of another man on my bare body was surprisingly erotic. I was easily getting used to his gentle tongue on my breasts when he pulled back.

"Since I first met you years ago," he whispered,

"Huh?" I asked, a bit upset he had pulled away.

"I've wanted to see and do all those things to that beautiful body of yours, since even before you met Doug. Can you blame me man?" He admitted and turned to face my husband.

"I understand. She had a knockout body back when I first met her and she hasn't lost a thing over the years, Doug continued, I consider it a great compliment that you appreciate her. Personally, I'm glad she's giving you the chance to finally see her charming attributes!"

"So it doesn't bother you in the slightest to watch another man lusting for me?"

"Don't know about just any man, but I'm OK with Brian realizing one of his fantasies," said Doug.

"Your so full of shit! This is one of YOUR fantasies too!" I claimed.

"It might be, I don't know. I never imagined you'd EVER go this far!"

I wasn't really pissed at this point, but I became more agitated and determined to play the role of a wanton wife. I relished the control I had over them, and there was no way I wanted to break the sweet, sexy spell I was in. It dawned on me for some reason that I should save the best for last. This is probably unusual and out-of-(stripping) order, but if it was my big tits they were after, they would just have to wait. I know it took them by surprise, when I backed away from Brian and shifted their focus to my panties. I slowly ran my thumbs inside the top of my soaking panties and rolled them over my broad hips. I stopped just above my pubic hairline. In one, quick turn around, I bent over at the waist and swung my ass in Brian's face.

"You know your problem, Doug? You can't imagine that I just might have my own fantasies. And maybe, at this stage in my life, I might want to act on them too. Who knows, even Brian here might be one of MY fantasies! Let's just see -shall we?" 

With my ass in Brian's face, I gently pulled my panties down. I stepped out of them and spread my legs wide to give him a nice long look at my exposed pussy. Like a seasoned stripper, I bent forward, brought my hands down to my ankles, up my calves and finally to rest on my knees. Swinging and swaying my naked ass back and forth and up and down, I turned my head back to catch his reaction.

"Ooooh Brian, my pussy is so hot! Do you think I have a nice pussy?" I murmured, reached between my thighs and spread my pink pussy lips wide. 

"Well do I?"

"Yes -hell YES, Bren! Its just beautiful," he answered, bravely.

"Just beautiful? Doesn't it look wet and tasty?"

"Yes -very tasty," he softly admitted.

"Well then... why don't you taste it once?" I asked and backed up even closer to his face.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw him look at Doug for approval. Doug simply smiled and shrugged. He brought his warm hands to my hips, stuck his tongue in my snatch, and started to lap up my silky juices like crazy.

"Hey, I said ONCE!" I yelled and pulled away from his grasp.

Turning around to face him, hands on my naked hips, I asked him, "So, Brian, is my pussy as tasty as Jean's?"

"Truth be told, I can't remember the last time she let me go down on her. But, from what I recall, your pussy is much tastier!"

"Right answer! Now, let's see how you taste," I smiled and pulled him to his feet.

I knelt down and pulled his shorts down in one, quick motion. His hard cock plopped out and almost hit my face. It was about the same size and length as Doug's. Though his dick looked quite appealing, it was important that I move at my own pace. I grabbed him by his hips and had a good, long look at his full erection. Looking over at Doug, I licked my lips, and pulled myself back up to my feet. I gazed down at Doug again and took hold of Brian's cock.

"Brian here has a nice hard cock for me. How 'bout you Honey?"

My dazed husband stood up next to Brian and pulled his shorts down to reveal his boner. I took hold of his in my other hand and slowly jacked them together.

"Always wondered how nice it would be to hold two cocks at once -its kind of fun!"

I soon released my hold on them, much to their dismay. At that moment I would have loved to suck them both off. My juices were flowing again, but I had to restrain myself.

"Perhaps its time for a little taste test of my own. What do ya say guys?"

They would have fucked each other, by this time, they were so horny.

"I think you should provide me a little taste, so I can choose which one of you studs to play with first. Remember now, just a little taste. That first bit of lubricant will be a nice sample. No payloads please! Whoever tastes the sweetest, wins. Here, I will give you some inspiration."




Opportunity Knocks



With that, I reached behind and undid my bra. Dropping it at their feet, I tweaked each hard nipple, and cupped each large melon for their inspection. They both began stroking their rock-hard cocks with a sense of urgency. They pulled and tugged on them, as I continued to fondle my tits. It wasn't long before they each had a small, clear deposit for me. I wiped the tips of their smooth, circumcised cock heads with the third finger of both hands. Closing my eyes, I tasted and savored each finger. Their warm, slimy precum was equally as sweet as the other. There was simply no way to chose between them. Beside, their physical attention to my body was starting to exact a toll on my well-liquored brain. These guys were both pros at seduction, making it hard to stay in control. 

Soft, warm hands caressed my entire body, while their mouths and tongues searched my ears, neck, and shoulders. Their dual seduction was overwhelming and my legs went to spaghetti. I sank to the floor in their arms. My eyes reopened to see Brian's face. Grabbing his graying blonde hair, I pulled him to my painted lips. My mouth opened to accept his darting tongue. I sucked in his tongue and brought his free hand to my breast. My boob seemed to swell at his touch. Down below, Doug expertly edged his head between my legs.

The sober part of my conscience told me I had gone too far and this was so wrong. I had turned into the slut I had only pretended to be. The inebriated part of me was full of lust for my ex-brother. It felt as though I was bathing in a sea of sensuality. The combination of Brian's kisses and my husband's acceptance made this erotic scene not at all pornographic. It seemed sinfully natural. When Doug's mouth expertly sucked in my clitoris I had an instant orgasm. My love screams were muffled by Brian's mouth and soon I was breathless.

"Wait, wait you guys... I don't know if I can handle THIS! I was just teasing you guys. I'm no slut! Doug, are you sure you want this?" I begged him, one last time, knowing I couldn't hold out much longer.

Doug spread my legs further apart, and slid his body up my torso. We were face to face now, and he ran his hard cock up and down my hot pussy lips, as he spoke.

"Baby, I know you not a slut. Brian knows you're not a slut. It just makes us feel good to make YOU feel good," he whispered and then shoved his cock in my hot pussy. "This has to be something you want, Honey," he added, and started pumping his shaft in me. 

He knew I loved having his stiff cock in me after oral sex; this time was no exception. My reservations dissolved into desires. I had lost control and was now at their mercy. Still in the missionary position, Doug leaned up and back on his heels. He stopped pumping and lifted my pelvis. This exposed my pussy and his inserted cock added pressure to my clit. I glared helplessly into Doug's eyes, as Brian's hands reached over and began massaging my tits.

"OK dammit -so fuck me! Don't stop now. Fuck me hard Dougie!"

Brian's lowered his head to my chest. He licked and sucked my tits over and over, as Doug grabbed my hips and thrust his tool hard into my cunt.

"That's it Doug. Fuck me HARD! Let Brian see what a nice slut-fuck I am! Show him what I like, you fucker!" I yelled, as he picked up his pace.

He knew what I liked and grabbed Brian's hand from my tit and placed it on my exposed clit. Brian's fingers immediately went to work rubbing me. Doug's cock slamming into me and Brian's sucking and rubbing took me over the top again.

"Oh GOD, OH GODDDD! He's bringing me off Doug! OH GOD -fill me up! GOD DAM!!!"

What a climax! My entire body was on fire. Involuntary spasms shot through my arms and legs. Usually this is the time to catch my breath and relax. Instead, I felt as though I got a second wind. Whatever slutty nature there was left in me came out to play. I became insatiable. The guys retreated and stood over me, watching me lick my nipples and play with my pussy. Their full erections were so tantalizing. All I could think of at that moment was how I needed to have them both consume me. I rolled over and got to my knees in front of them. I took hold of their cocks and pumped them even harder.

"What nice big cocks you have! Mind if I have a taste?"

Taking tight hold of his erection, I sucked Brian's cock head in my mouth. After a few more long sucks I switched to Doug's cock. They were so delicious, I switched back and forth, over and over.

"Hell Brenda, you can have the whole thing, if you want!" Exclaimed Brian.

"Oh, I want! Hummmmm..." I licked and sucked his manhood down my throat.

Sensing they were both ready to explode, I stopped sucking. Still in my grip I told them there was plenty of time for that later.

"Doug knows I don't normally like to swallow, but tonite... tonite, I think I need you both to cum in my mouth, and all over me, OK?"

They were quite amiable to that option.

"Gosh, you guys are so agreeable! Tell me Brian, in all those years married to Jean, did you ever fuck her in the ass?"

"Oh hell no! I considered it a blessing, if she just let me screw her!" He said.

"Doug's never fucked me up the ass either, but I've been thinking about it," I offered wistfully.

"You mean you FANTASIZED about it, right?" Asked Doug.

I batted my eyes, smiled and nodded. Letting go of Brian's cock I pulled Doug to the carpet and had him lay down. I stood up, straddled Doug and lowered my wet pussy onto his full erection. I let out a moan as his tool penetrated my sweet lips and filled my vagina. I started to ride him and grabbed Brian's cock to bring it closer to my face.

"If I'm gonna let you fuck me in the ass, you'll have to be fully lubricated, Sweetie," I stated, and took his dick in my mouth again.

I glanced at our floor length mirror and was treated to a truly pornographic reflection. Here was a middle-age mother of two, with her huge tits flying up and down, fucking her husband while sucking off her ex-brother. God, had I really degenerated into a total slut? Why was it so easy for a conservative, prim and proper wife to not only perform, but also enjoy such twisted and perverted acts? There was certainly no denying how good it felt, and it was feeling even better by the second. Granted, it was sex for sex sake, but I do love each of these men on different levels. One thing was for sure. My body wanted more. My libido was in overdrive and any thoughts of stopping seemed remote. That's when I celebrated my third or fourth climax. 

Here I was loosing track of my orgasms, and these two studs haven't come once -this must be heaven! I took a few lingering licks at Brian's cock and asked if he was ready. He lined up behind me and ran his slime-coated rod down my ass crack. Slowly he started to push it into my puckered hole. Doug's hardness was still ramming me and I was sure he was close to coming.

"Honey, be still a second. I've never done this either," I told him, and took a deep breath.

As I let out a long breath, Brian's cock entered my rectum. God dam, his dick felt so big. I let out a scream and he stopped.

"Just hold it in there for a second, Sweetie."

I relaxed my asshole and the initial pain soon subsided. Now it felt all right. I had Brian give me some more of his 71/2 inches.

"Jesus, Brenda its so tight. I'm sure to explode pretty dam quick!"

"The hell you are! Not 'til you fuck me good!"

Suddenly, I felt the entire length of him in me. Doug must have felt it too and started flexing his cock in my pussy.

"OH GODDDD! Jesus Christ, fuck my ass! Doug, he's fucking my ass hard! SHITT OH SHITTT!

My arms gave way and my tits smashed into Doug's chest. I bit into his shoulder, as they took turns thrusting into me. The pain and pleasure was exquisite.

"GOD! I'm soooo full. You fuckers are filling me up. Don't stop! Oh Godddddd! That's IT -that's IT -HARDER. Come on, you fuckers! I can take it! I want it all!

I felt Brian tighten his grip on my hips. His cock shot hot cum into my ass. It was only one shot, but it was one hell of a load! Clenching my ass cheeks, I tried to drain every bit from it. As he went limp inside me, it plopped out, His hot cum flowed in a thick stream out of my ass and onto Doug's cock and balls. That must have put him over the edge. He pistoned me deep four or five times. Each time shooting more of his steamy cum in my cunt. As his spunk oozed from my pussy, I leaned down to his ear.

"I've never been fucked like THAT in my life. I feel like a real Cum Queen!"

"Well, if you don't now, you surely WILL later!" Doug smirked.

"Promises, promises," I laughed, knowing these two fifty-year-old guys were probably only good for one pop. I was just content in knowing that I was there to appreciate it.

With Doug's cum dripping from my pussy and Brian's still oozing from my asshole, I thought it was best to take a shower and clean up my act. As I recollected on my wicked ways, the warm wetness of the shower seemed to wash away any guilt. Feeling totally rejuvenated, I toweled down and put on a sheet nighty. Visions of my sister popped into my head, as I reapplied my makeup. Jean would be so pissed if she knew I had fucked her ex-husband. Well, so what? Brian may have been guilty of many things, but one thing is for sure. He was one hell of a good lover! He was out of her life anyway. So, what's there to be upset about? Still, it was delightfully naughty to think of seducing him.

"Are you about done in there, Brenda? Brian needs to use the head," Doug yelled, waking me from my perverted thoughts.

"Oh yeah. Come on in, I'm done in here," I said and opened the door.

I glanced at him at the doorway, and then back to the mirror to apply some lipstick. Slowly passing behind me in one of Doug's terry cloth robes, he stopped to admire my reflection. Our eyes met in the mirror and I winked at him.

"Sorry Brenda, I just need to... to," he tried to say, and then blushed.

He was noticeably uncomfortable being in the bathroom with me. I, on the other hand, was quite aroused. I turned myself around, faced him and undid his robe.

Looking down at his semi-hard erection, I whispered, "You need to use the head, right?"

He nodded and smiled. I batted my eyes a few times, took his penis in my hand, and whispered again, "Sure you don't need to GET some head?"

Before he could come up with a suitable answer, I went to my knees in front of him. I took just the head of his cock into my mouth and slowly jacked him from base to tip. His meat expanded in my mouth, as I pumped it faster and harder. Now, completely hard, I gobbled his cock down my throat and moaned.

"Oh GOD, Oh God Brenda! You are SOOO good!" He exclaimed and grabbed my hair.

I lightly clamped my teeth around the base of it, as he fucked my throat. He cried out again. Fondling his balls and backing off, I pulled and sucked his cock back out of my mouth.

Slapping my face with his drenched tool, I stared up at his face and asked, "Did my sister ever suck your big cock like this, hmmm? More slaps. Did she ever deep-throat you like that?"

I jacked him much harder and took it in and out of my mouth, groaning and slobbering the whole time. I got my second taste of his precum.

"Did the bitch ever let you cum in her mouth, like you're gonna do to me now? Hmmm, did she? Did she swallow every drop of your sweet load?" I yelled.

"NO - NO - NO!" He screamed over and over again.

That's when I heard the door hinge creak. With Brian's cock about to explode in my mouth, I turned slightly to see a naked Doug in the doorway. My husband was whacking his sizable cock like crazy, as he watched us. Without missing a beat, I motioned for him to come nearer. I gripped the base of Brian's throbbing meat, to keep him from coming. I pulled his cock from my mouth and took Doug's waiting erection in. I could tell from experience, Doug was dam near ready too. Brian's labored breathing told me I had to let him release his load. Opening my mouth wide, I got both of their cock heads into my mouth at the same time, just as Brian's exploded. His hot cum shot into my mouth and coated Doug's cock. That seemed to prime his pump, and Doug let go of his juice. Trying as best I could to swallow all of the double shot, I couldn't. Much of their creamy cum tumbled from my lips. I tried to wipe it from my chin with their cocks and shove it back in my mouth.

I continued to pump their spent cocks, when Brian took hold of his own. Looking up at him with my cum-soaked face, I gave him a questioning expression. He had a hold of his still hard dick and acted as though he was far from finished.

"Your tits. Those big tits. I have to fuck them! Please Brenda?" He begged.

Without a second thought, I reached down and ripped the sheer fabric of my nighty. Roughly tearing it off my naked shoulders, I leaned back and proudly displayed my huge melons. I wiped a big gob of gooey cum from my face and oiled my cleavage with it.

"Come and get 'em, Sweetie! They're all yours," I announced, proudly.

Lying back on my heels, Brian bent over and started fucking my chest. Doug just watched and stroked his dwindling erection.

"Come here, Honey. Let's see if there's anything left," I said, as Doug approached.

With both my arms supporting my weight, I simply closed my eyes and opened my mouth. Soon I tasted Doug's cum-covered dick in my mouth. Sucking away at his limp tool, I felt another hot stream of Brian's love juice bathe my tits.

"God dam, I love those big tits of yours!" Brian admitted, as he jacked out a few remnants of cum on one of my hard nipples.

Doug's cock came back to life, long enough to deposit another small load in my mouth. It was like icing on the cake. I sucked him dry and had them leave our small bathroom so I could reclean myself once again.

Staring back at me in the mirror was the image of a wanton slut. However, as I cleaned the starchy spunk from my body, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. I had achieved a goal of sorts, or a sorted goal, if you prefer. I believe most women, given the right set of circumstances, would like to experience having two men pleasure them at once. They probably will never admit to having such fantasies, but they're the lesser for it. The only remaining concern I have is whether or not I will be happy as a one-man woman. That's one dilemma I didn't have to confront tonight. After a little cajoling, my husband coaxed Brian into staying over. Our poor, crowded king-size bed and my swollen, middle-aged pussy were quite busy the rest of the night. 



Opportunity Knocks



Chapter 1 Confession.

David Ellis was a very successful lawyer who represented a number of extremely rich clients and consequently had accumulated a large amount of money to his name. The only problem was that this success had necessitated him devoting a lot of his life to building up his business. He had married his high school sweetheart as soon as he had his first position in a law firm, nineteen years ago. She had given birth within a year of their marriage. Unfortunately relationships between them were strained due to them being placed second to his work, especially after he had opened his own offices 10 years ago. 

Lately however he was endeavoring to make amends and had spent less time in the office, his wife Madeline and daughter Judy were appreciating the time that he was spending with them. Maddy had even taken to enjoying casual sex with him once again. They behaved as they had done in their first year of marriage, he would kiss and caress her whenever they were alone. He became aware too that Judy was developing into a very attractive young lady who had attracted a number of boyfriends. She was the image of her mother at the same age; a tall leggy blonde with a boyish yet curvy figure her fine chiseled features reminded everyone who met her of the Oscar winner Charlize Theron. His wife Maddy still retained her youthful figure except that after childbirth her breast had swollen to a beautiful c cup bra size. People often mistook them for sisters even though there was a twenty year gap.

Everything had been going well until he noticed an unusual transaction in one of his major client's accounts; he then devoted all of his energy into finding out what was happening. Today he knew that he was going to resolve the problem.

David looked up from the paper work on his desk, there was no denying it, and someone in the office had taken over $120,500 from the Richardsons' account. With the clues from the paperwork, it took him only a few minutes on the computerized accounts, to establish that it was his personal assistant John Flint who was responsible. He was disappointed, John had been with him for about five years and they had a great working relationship, he wondered what had happened to make John a thief. He looked through the door to his office and saw John staring at him apprehensively;

"He knows," he said to himself and beckoned for John to join him.

"Sit down John, I have some disturbing news for you," David said menacingly.

John nervously sat down and listened with growing horror as David explained how he had traced the illegal transactions and then gasped as David said;

"Now it is simply a matter of asking you if you are going to repay me or am I putting the matter into the hands of the police".

John gulped and said,

"I'm sorry David, I took the money, because of my wife and daughter, they had to have this and they had to have that, cosmetic dental surgery, designer label clothes, jewelry, my salary just didn't cover. My wife, unknown to me took money from a loan shark, when I found out they were at the point of possessing my home and had even threatened her with physical violence. I had to raise the money somehow and I found a way of taking it from our accounts."

David sat back and said;

"So you are blaming your wife and daughter for the theft are you"?

On asking the question David remembered the last time that he had seen Ella Flint, she had come into the office prior to having lunch with her husband. John had been in David's office when she had arrived; he was the first to notice her and beckoned her in.

He had studied her as she walked towards him; she was slim above average height, about 5ft 7" he thought very attractive, olive skinned woman, her body was curvaceous even though her breasts were on the small side, her dark, almond shaped eyes coupled with the long jet black hair, hinted of Asian blood. She was wearing a white shirt blouse and a black pencil skirt slit at either side to mid-thigh, black stockings or pantyhose encased her legs and her shoes were stylish black, heeled with a strap circling the ankle, she was one foxy lady he had thought.

David had wondered how John had managed to interest such an attractive woman, he was short, balding and his stomache hung out over the waistbelt of his pants, hardly a babe magnet thought David.

John winced and replied;

"Not really, it was the only way I could think of to get the money and prevent either Ella being disfigured or losing our house. I was going frantic and that loan shark really meant business. I intended to pay it back somehow, even if it took me years."

David thought for a moment, it was a lot of money, for someone like John but it would hardly dent his own account, John was an excellent P.A and he didn't really want to lose him, at the same time he couldn't just let it ride. There was the problem with John's wife and daughter too, would they learn not to expect to live beyond their means and so lead to a repeat of the situation and to David completely losing faith with John.

"John, I suggest that you go home and talk to Ella and Amy, tell them the predicament that they have put you in, emphasise the fact that I could have you goaled for a long time. Tell Ella that I expect her to come and see me with you tomorrow to discuss any action that could be taken to make me not call in the police."

David said to a now, very worried looking man.

John agreed to the suggestion and hurried home to his wife. Ella and Amy listened to his story without interruption, Ella realized immediately the dangerous position that they were in, if David carried out his threat, not only would her husband be imprisoned but they would lose the comfortable life that his job had made for them. Strange as their physical pairing seemed to outsiders, she loved her husband dearly. The overspending hadn't been too bad initially; it was when she tried to cover it up from her husband by going to the loan shark, that it had escalated, beyond her control. Making up her mind, she turned to John and said;

"We will go in to see David and we will tell him that we will do anything to ensure that he doesn't go to the police".

John and Amy spoke at the same time.

"What do you mean by anything?" They echoed.

Ella looked at them both for a breath stopping moment.

"I mean anything, that he wants us to do." She replied.

That night in bed John brought up the topic again.

"I know what you said but what did you mean about doing anything?" He asked.

"I meant that I will do anything that he wants me to do, and so will Amy, whether she likes it or not."

Ella replied and went on;

"I have heard of women selling themselves to rescue their men, and if David wants my or Amy's body or even both, as long as it gets you off the hook, he will have us, we have nothing else to offer. I don't know him too well as we have only met occasionally at office functions so I do not know how he thinks but what else can any of us do to pay him off?, We do not have the money, the house is mortgaged up to the hilt to pay off the debt". 

She then asked him; 

"Should he decide that he wants us for sex, how would you feel about it?"

John thought for a moment or two, he remembered how they had been involved with another couple when they were first married. He knew that in those days both of them enjoyed the thrill of seeing each other making love to another person and he remembered how his wife had made love to the other woman, once the men were exhausted, but what about Amy, he put that question to Ella who replied;

"She helped to get us into this mess so she will help to get us out; I only hope that David has some other idea on his mind."

Though remembering how handsome David was, just over six foot, short brown hair, hazel coloured eyes and a body obviously well looked after, she thought it would not be too much of a sacrifice to be his sex partner. She had enjoyed the swapping with their old friends and to be truthful missed the excitement that it brought. She knew in her heart that if it hadn't been for the arrival of Amy they would have gone even further down the path of sexual experiment and also admitted to herself that it had added some spice to their marriage. Amy, she thought will have to accept the situation and again it would not be too much of an ordeal with such a good looking man, far nicer than some of the pimply youths she had brought home.

Chapter 2 Resolution

David and Maddy were lying on their bed discussing the same topic; David had explained to his wife that he did not want to lose such a good worker as John but couldn't think of a way to ensure that Ella and Amy would learn their lesson. He went to say that he knew that there was no money to be obtained, no property, the only thing they had, laughing as he said it, were their bodies. 

Unknown to David, during the period in which he had devoted most of his waking life to his work, Madeline had spent a lot of time on the internet in sex chat rooms and had acquired quite a knowledge of deviant sexual practices. She had read of sex slaves and had wondered what it would be like to actually have one; she was also intrigued with regard to women making love to each other. 

She not only surprised but shocked David when she said;

"Why don't you make them use their only assets then darling?"

"What?" David exclaimed.

He was completely astounded by her suggestion and began querying her as to where from she had got such ideas. The more they talked the more he realised how frustrated his wife had been during his lack of attention, not only that but how she had changed from a demure wife into a sexually knowledgeable and inquiring woman who was interested in expanding her horizons. The talk turned to exact desires and he was once again shocked when his wife said that she was fascinated by lesbian sex and that she regularly masturbated thinking of making love to other women, wondering how they tasted and what it would feel like to have another woman licking her pussy.

David asked her again what or who had got her interested in deviant sex only to be told;

"Come and see, it is in the next room." Replied Mandy and got out of bed.

David followed her into the next room and watched with bated breath as she logged onto the internet and into a chat forum. He noticed that she had easy access and used a web name Mad1. Madeline told him that Randy2 was also a woman about the same age as her and that it was she who had introduced the lesbian topic to Maddy. He noticed also that she seemed to be well known for as soon as she came up in the room three users greeted. He watched for about fifteen minutes as his wife chatted very explicitly about sex acts with total strangers she was using a voice typing programme and her spoken words not only surprised him, as he hadn't thought that his wife would know of them, they also caused his penis to harden. His body stiffened with amazement when he saw one of her hands move from the desk, to between her thighs and raise the hem of her short, silk nightdress, she began to caress her panty free, hairless vagina, a habit she had got into after she had been shaved for a possible C section to give birth to Judy, his eyes opened wide when she said;

"Yes I am rubbing my cunt and I am getting all wet, would you like to see me?"

He saw that it was a reply to a question on the screen from Randy2.

It was then that he realised that he didn't know this woman, it certainly wasn't the innocent girl who had not allowed his hands to wander above her knees, when they were courting nor was it the virginal bride who had refused to have the lights on when they made love. He wondered why she hadn't displayed this side of her over the past few weeks when he had been trying to rekindle their previous happiness.

He looked at the screen and saw that two of the chat room members had begged his wife to show them her finger fucking herself and would she use the dildo as well. He wondered exactly what his wife had been doing over the past few years on the internet and was shaken to see her reach forward and turn on a web camera;

"You had better step back unless you want to be seen by my fans." She whispered.

David moved back into the shadows and watched dumbfounded as his wife began a lewd display of toying with herself; not only did she use her fingers but she had pulled a large black penis like dildo, from a draw in her computer desk and proceeded to slowly move it up and down the slit of her vagina and teasingly introduce it into her moist snatch, all the time she kept up telling the chat room members how it was affecting her. In a small window on her monitor David watched the scene exactly as the others were; he was pleased to see that Madeline had angled the camera so that her face was not visible. By this time he had taken his rigid tool from his pajamas and was rubbing it slowly up and down.

He was startled out of his almost hypnotic state when he heard is wife asking out loud;

"I have a man with me tonight, would you like to see me suck him off?"

The positive replies came thick and fast with one stating "At last we will see your face."

Maddy looked at David and whispered, 

"Go and get that costume mask I wore at the New years Ball, it is in the hall closet."

David knew which one that she was talking about and hurried away to get it, he wondered where his wife had learned to give head, she certainly had never hinted at doing it before. On his return Madeline put the mask, made of black lace over her face; it covered her from her nose up to her hairline. She them motioned for him to come to her, without even worrying about their audience, David moved into a position so that he was sideways on to her and he almost came, as she took his penis into her hand, he managed to control himself and his lovely wife slowly moved her head forward and began to lick his tool. 

This was something that he had never experienced before; of course he had read about it and had seen it on X-rated movies. The thought of his shy wife doing it again sent his libido soaring and he had to control his urge to shoot his load into her face. It was a first time for Maddy too; she had seen it on the internet and had read of it and how to do it from the erotic story sites that she frequently visited; she now had a chance to put the theory into practice.

She took her husbands penis in her hand and bent her face towards it, she saw that David was close to climaxing and strangely, she realised that her own orgasm was not too far off either; normally she had to use the dildo for quite a few minutes before it did the trick but tonight she had been bubbling on the edge, ever since the topic of the Flints had led to her discussing her internet activities with her David. 

She kissed the top of his penis and tasted the pre-cum glistening at the tip, it tasted a little salty with and had an oily texture, she felt David shudder, he groaned as she licked along the length of his shaft, moving up and down the rigid yet surprisingly soft flesh; she opened her mouth and carefully took his prick into her mouth using her lips and tongue she stimulated the swollen member, it was hitting against the inside of her cheeks. She made no attempt to take it down her throat as she knew that she would need time to learn how to do that without gagging but she took in as much of it as she could; at the same time, she kept up the rhythmic thrusting of the black rubber dildo into her own body, raising her further and further onto that plane when she knew that she would be rewarded by a shattering climax. To her the physical sensations of feeling the ridges on her fake penis contacting her clitoris were equaled by the lascivious thoughts of being watched by unknown admirers; now having her husband's rampant cock thrusting into her mouth added an extra sensual thrill. She felt the tremor start in her belly, caused by those nervous shocks spreading from her vagina, whose walls started contracting around the hard rubber shaft, impaling her. Frantically she speeded up her thrusting and remotely realised that David had grasped the back of her head and was matching her thrust for thrust, his penis banging into her cheek, the ridged knob sliding between her stiffened lips.

"I'm coming Maddy, I'm coming."

She heard him shout as he felt his testicles begin to explode, shooting milky fluid down his pulsating prick into her eager mouth.

His body jerked and she felt the first spurt of semen flood into her, as his twitches released more and more of his seed, her own body responded and she was engulfed by a massive orgasm. She fell back into her chair, David's deflating rod, plopping out of her mouth trailing strings of cum which fell onto her silk covered breasts, and it was joined by gobs of the white liquid flowing from her mouth down her chin and onto her body. She had tried to swallow it but her own climax had caused her to gasp allowing the life-giving liquid to escape.

Dimly she was aware of messages flooding her monitor's screen, words such as; "awesome, fantastic, cumtastic, fucking great," filled the messages. She recovered her composure sufficiently to post her goodbye and signed off.

David sat down and looked at his wife in bewilderment;

"How did you get involved in this cyber sex scene, who told you about it, why are you doing it?"

The questions rattled out of his mouth like bullets from a machine gun; Madeline ignored them and pulled the wet dildo from between her thighs, she looked at him and put it slowly to her mouth, her tongue snaked out as she cleaned her juices from the black shaft. David's manhood immediately reacted to her sluttish actions and began to swell as the blood rushed into it. He moved towards this stranger who inhabited his wife's body, sank to his knees between her legs, and pushed his head towards, her hot wet cunny. Like his wife David had never indulged in cunnilingus but even though a novice, he knew from reading sex books, that women loved having their pussies eaten. 

He started to lick up and down the moist slit, he found that the taste of his wife's juices was not at all unpleasant, he nuzzled further forward into her snatch, opening her body to his tongue, his lips closed over the unsheathed bud of flesh and he felt his wife judder as he nipped it lightly with his teeth.

"Yes David, Yes, keep tonguing me, oh yes," she cried;

As the rapture spread swiftly through her body, her hips bucked against his face as a tremendous orgasm wracked through her body. 

David drank in her juices as he continued to lap deep in her vagina, Maddy grabbed his hair and pulled his face up to hers; she kissed him frantically, tasting herself on his lips and face. With gentle hands she guided his rampant penis into her body.

"Fuck, Fuck me hard darling." She cried.

The two of them crashed against each other, rebounded and crashed again and again lost in the lustful embrace until once more he felt his balls swell and spew forth his seed into her womb. Maddy had locked her legs around his hips and pulled him into her as she too experienced a magnificent climax.

The two of them remained locked together for a few moments before his penis slipped out allowing his cum and her spendings to seep out of the inflamed lips of her vagina.

"That was sensational Maddy, why didn't we do this before?" he asked in a gentle whisper.

"When we first met, I still had my Mother's teaching in my mind, she said that sex was dirty and that "nice" ladies only allowed their husbands to do it in order to have children. What a fool I was." 

She answered.

"When you were too busy building the company I was lonely, even when you did come home you were always too tired to do anything but sleep. At first I was glad as I didn't have to do the "dirty" thing. Whe I went onto the internet one day I found a strange e-mail, they call it spam I believe." Madeline continued.




Opportunity Knocks



"I opened it and saw that it was an introduction to a chat forum, out of boredom I visited it. The people on there were very friendly and some men started to try and date me. A few women gave me tips on how to deal with the stalkers and one of them mentioned the chat site that I was on tonight, it is supposed to be for ladies only. You saw that it was extremely sexual, I felt safe in my anonymity and over the years got more and more curious and daring. I was frightened to tell you as I thought that you would be disappointed and think me terrible. Tonight I decided to chance my luck. Aren't you glad that I did?" She queried with a smile.

David was relieved to hear that his wife's interest in sex had only been on the internet and said to her;

"You bet your life I am I want to catch up with your knowledge and perhaps even experiment a little!"

They returned to their bedroom and began to discuss what David would tell the Flints exactly as to what he expected of them if they didn't want him to call in the police. Madeline also said that she wanted to be there to witness everything, David agreed to this and the drifted off to sleep, cuddling each other, this is another first was David's last thought before he nodded off.

Chapter 3. Sentence.

The following morning Madeline got ready for the meeting, after ensuring that her pubic area was smooth and clean of any hair, she showered, dried herself and lightly dusted between her thighs with a scented talcum powder and then put on her silk scarlet lace panties, she sprayed he breasts with her favourite perfume and covered them with the matching bra, flesh colored hold up stockings came next, followed by a black flared skirt cut to just above her knees, a dark red silk blouse completed the outfit. She realised that dressing up the first thing of the morning was a far better way to start the day than lounging around in sweats. Her husband David whistled his appreciation when she entered the family kitchen and their daughter Judy said;

"Wow mom, what are you all dolled up for and where are you going?" 

When her mother said that she was accompanying her father into the office, Amy looked surprised and asked;

"Why, it's Saturday and the office is closed isn't it?" 

She looked at Judy and saw that she too was dressed to kill. A denim skirt cut at mid thigh, a white lace chemise top and yes, no bra, the hint of her nipples could be seen whenever the material touched her breasts. High heeled black knee length leather boots completed her ensemble.

During the breakfast conversation Judy told her parents of her plans for the day, they in turn explained that her mother was visiting her father at his office to see how his day went. Judy was glad to see that her parents were getting together again, it had looked as if they were going to separate a few months ago. She smiled to herself and thought, judging by the noise coming from mother's computer room last night separation was the last thing on their minds. She finished her coffee and said her goodbyes; she would have to hurry to be sure in meeting her friends at the mall.

Madeline and David made their way to his office driving slowly and discussing exactly how he was going to make the Flints pay for John's theft. It was decided that David was going to do all the talking with Madeline sitting in the background. David's plan was to let the Flints commit themselves with no help from either he or Madeline. 

When they arrived at the office the saw the Flint family waiting apprehensively, Maddy noticed that Ella was dressed to kill, she had a black strapped halter neck dress, the front of which consisted of two triangular pieces of silk barely covering her breasts with the straps crossing over at the back and tied at the front, the full circle skirt was modest at the front but was cut to just above her hips at the back, she was obviously not wearing a bra as her nipples could be seen pushing out the silk jersey material covering them. Amy on the other hand had a black underwired bustier though opaque over her breast was made of a sheer stretch silk elsewhere, La Perla Madeline guessed; her mini-skirt of black soft leather was cut to midthigh and barely hid the lace of her barely black holdups heeled black ankle boots completed the outfit. 

David and Madeline greeted them rather stiffly and asked them to wait outside his office for a few minutes. This was merely a subterfuge to make them even more uneasy and judging by the way Ella kept pacing up and down it worked. Maddy and he used the time, however to arrange the office furniture to give David the best seating to effect their plan and that to safeguard themselves they set up Maddy's web camera and the digital camcorder and storage deck purchased on the way in, the cameras were set up to cover the areas in which they planned the action to take place. David called the Flint family in after these activities and told them to sit as he directed.

John was sat on a leather armchair to the side of David's desk with Ella and Amy on the low divan, immediately in front of David. Ella did not look old enough to be the mother of Amy, thought David, like his wife and daughter they could easily pass as sisters; he was reminded of those stars that played the Gilmore girls on the TV series. He contemplated on what he and his wife had discussed and said to himself;

"This could turn out to be an interesting day."

David then detailed exactly what he had discovered with the Richardsons' accounts and was extremely painstaking in explaining what would happen should he follow his instincts and call in the police. He pointed out that not only would John go to goal for embezzlement for quite a few years but that their house and all assets would be seized thus leaving the two women penniless on the streets.

Ella was aware of this after her talks with her husband; however it came as a shock to Amy who had not realised the seriousness of the incidence the previous day. She had purposely shut it from her mind, especially after her mother had said that they should do "anything" to keep David from going to the police. She realised quite quickly that with no home, no job prospects, being on the "street" may be the only way to earn money to survive, she became very frightened and turned to her mother and caught hold of her mother's hand. 

David threw them into more confusion when he said;

"Now what are your suggestions for resolving the matter?"

Their obvious consternation led him to say.

"Madeline and I will leave you alone for five minutes to give you time to discuss it, however, when we come back I expect some answers."

On saying this he and Maddy left and went to John's office, after closing the door behind them David looked at Maddy and asked her what she thought of the proceedings so far. She replied.

"I can see how they got into financial trouble, those clothes that Ella and Amy are wearing are all designer labels, I am pretty certain that they are wearing La Perla and Dolce and Cabbana and I'm sure that those shoes are either Jimmy Choo or Miu Miu, they really need to keep to a budget within their means."

"I wonder what they are talking about at this moment."

David said;

"I would love to be a fly on the wall."

The Flints actually were in a deep heated conversation, it had started when Amy had said that they should just tell David that they were prepared to work for free until the debt was paid off. John had dismissed this out of hand, he knew that for his unskilled wife and daughter to work off the amount of money he had stolen would take too many years to satisfy David. Ella then said;

"Well we are in trouble then, we have nothing to sell/raise a loan on and we cannot work the debt off, there is only one other thing we can offer and that is sex."

Amy gasped;

"What do you mean Mom, let him tell us whatever he wants to do and we have to do it? That's disgusting it's like prostitution."

Ella, ever practical, replied equally as strongly;

"Well my girl, exactly what are we going to do if your father is goaled, we have no work skills, we will have no home, no car, no money, how are we going to survive except by selling our bodies? In any case I do not want your father to go to goal, I love him dearly and he has been very good to us and we have to help get him out of this mess that he got in to, because of us, remember."

Amy stopped arguing and thought of what her mother had said, she realised that Mom was correct, it was their profligate ways that had got them into so much debt and Dad had been very good to her throughout her life, she loved him dearly and like her Mom did not want to see him locked away. She also realised that life without him would be extremely hard and could result in her becoming a "street girl." She turned to her father and quietly asked;

"What do you think of the idea Dad, are you willing for Mom and me to become David's sluts?"

John gulped, he loved his daughter, she was his little girl, admittedly not so little nowadays but he remembered her as a little child.

"No." He said. "I will face the music I cannot let you give yourself to a man just to save my skin."

Ella cried out;

"You can't John, you would not survive in goal, and we would be lost without you."

All of a sudden Amy realised the depth of love that her Mom had for her father and also of that unstinted love that he had for both of them. Perhaps giving herself to a hunk like David Ellis was not too big a price to pay, she thought. She had after all allowed some of her fellow students to feel her up, in petting sessions, even though she had never gone the whole way and she certainly liked that warm feeling in her belly when one of their fingers had stimulated that hard nub of flesh, on the top of her vagina. She found herself saying

"No, you are right Mom, we cannot let Dad sacrifice himself even further, and I will do anything you say to get us out of the mess."

Ella moved to her and gave her a big hug.

"Thank you darling, I feel sure that it will not be completely unbearable." She whispered in Amy's ear.

Chapter 4. Execution.

Almost as if on cue the door opened and Mandy and David walked in, they returned to their seats, David turned to John and asked.

"Have you reached a decision John?"

It was Ella who answered his question.

"Yes David we will do anything that you say to persuade you not to call the police on John."

David looked at all three of them for a moment then said.

"Exactly what do you mean by anything Mrs Flint and who exactly do you mean by we?"

David and Maddy had carefully considered the ramifications of their plans and he was making sure that the Flints were going to commit themselves without any overt coercion on his part, it was one of the reasons for the video cameras, neither he nor Maddy wanted to give John's family an excuse to accuse them of blackmail.

"All three of us Mr. Ellis and must we act so formal, may I call you David, I am Ella as you know and this is our daughter Amy and by anything we mean anything you desire, providing that we do not have to rob or kill someone. You don't do you?"

David at last smiled,

"Of course not." He replied, smiling, to the question.

He indicated to his wife sat behind him on a comfortable sofa.

"Ella, Amy, this is my wife Madeline or Maddy as she now prefers." David replied.

"Maddy has been involved with all decisions as far as the theft is concerned and will be involved until it is resolved. Do any of you have any problem with that?"

"No! Never! No that's fine." Was the reply from all three of the Flints.

"Right then, first of all I will tell you that as you have no assets with which to repay the debt, I want your bodies to do with as I want. I am not a sadist and have no intention of harming any of you; as a matter of fact you may well enjoy it, do you agree to this?"

All three of them affirmed their willingness to do as he wished and John asked.

"How long is this going to last?"

"To be truthful John, I haven't decided, it will depend on how we feel that you and your family have responded. Should you consider this unacceptable we can call everything off and let the law take its course."

John, Ella and Amy looked at each and smiling nervously nodded their heads to show each other that it was alright to accept the terms offered. Surprisingly it was Amy who spoke next; she turned to Maddy and asked.

"What is your involvement going to be?"

It was David who answered.

"Maddy will be involved as she sees fit, from now on you will follow both her and my instructions without delay, this is the only condition I have placed on our agreement, failure to follow any of our instructions will result in your father going to goal, and do you understand?"

Amy quickly assured them that she understood and would obey.

"To start with John, remove your daughter's clothes."

The Flints looked at each other, they had known that this was the path that their decision would take them and it was the moment of truth, could they go through with the instruction knowing full well that it was to lead them into depravity.

As John hesitated, David looked at Amy and asked;

"Are you still a virgin?"

Amy nodded her affirmation that she was. David then said.

"You will be losing that maidenhead today and I suggest that you had better help your Dad to follow my instructions, you know what will happen if you fail?"

Amy gave her father an imperceptible nod and stood up to give him access to the hook and eye fasteners on her bustier, she was nervous as she felt his hands on her bare flesh for the first time in years, she held the front of her garment until he had completed the unfastening hesitatingly she let the garment go. John placed the garment on the chair that he had vacated, he felt guilty that he had uncovered his daughter's breasts in front of another man. He next attacked the fastening of her skirt and in his nervousness, let it fall to the floor, pooling around her feet. Amy stood in front of David, her hands cupping her breasts still shielding them from his view she stepped sideways out of her skirt, she was now clad only in her black la Perla panther G string the coral lace emphasizing the V at the joining of her thighs, her long legs encased in the nylon stayups only served to direct David's gaze at her crotch. 

She felt her father's hands grip the waistband and pull her panties down to her ankles, quickly she assumed the classical pose of one arm across her breast and the other covering her vagina, she stood there nervously yet strangely excited, this was the first time a man had seen her adult body and she knew that he liked what he saw by the gleam in his eyes and the slow movement of his hand between his thighs. Amy slowly moved her arms to her sides displaying her body to David's avid gaze. She was not aware that her own father was as equally aroused as David, the slight touches to her skin and her scent had caused him to have a massive erection. 

This was not lost on Maddy who was sitting to his side and saw the tent-pole in his pants; she could not control the gasp that sprang from her mouth at the sight. 

Meanwhile David had told Ella to strip, she loosened the ties of her dress and had slipped out of it, her bare breasts on open display, they were small probably a B cup but her brown nipples were long and whether it was the cold air or the excitement of allowing strangers to see her naked, made them rigid and sensitive. Her vagina was covered by a black satin thong and she also wore black nylon stay ups. Her black high heeled sandals only accentuated the curves of her legs. The two women stood posing for a few seconds and then Ella removed her thong revealing a vagina with a small triangle of black pubic hair.

John was then instructed to take off his clothes and he did so slowly he was ashamed that the sight of his daughter had caused him to become hard, eventually though he was forced to drop his boxers. The embarrassment had caused his penis to deflate a little but everyone knew that he had experienced an erection and they also knew that it was caused by him undressing his little girl. Maddy noticed that it was about two to three inches longer than her husband's but nowhere near as thick. 

David seized the opportunity and instructed Amy to sit on the divan and for John to get on his knees and to start licking her pussy, he then instructed Ella to lie down between her husbands legs and suck him off.

David and Madeline had decided to take this route to cement their hold on the Flints; they considered that videos of them committing incest would ensure that there could be no backing out by their captive family.

Amy initially was disgusted at her father's attentions the touch of his tongue on her body made her feel sick but she knew that she had to follow the directions given by David. What Amy didn't know was that John was an expert at cunnilingus and John was soon lost in his lust for this beautiful body it did not matter that it was his own child; he set about arousing her as she had never been before. Soon the feathery touches of his tongue on the soft flesh of her thighs started sending those tiny signals of pleasure to her brain, as he moved his mouth between legs, his lips and tongue teasing and tantalizing her she found that against her will her body was responding to his caresses. His fingers lightly stroked her labia and she felt the lubrication of her own arousal seep into those outer lips, she gasped as his tongue joined his fingers, unconsciously she gripped the back of his head and pulled him to her groin;

"Yes Daddy, yes more."

She gasped, as his tongue flicked between the folds of her vaginal lips. 

When her boyfriends had tried to persuade her to allow oral sex in the past, she had always shown great revulsion and walked away, she had never realised how stimulating it was. Hot shocks were speeding from where here father's lips and tongue titillated her flesh straight into her stomach setting up waves of sensual warmth which seemed to be directed into her vagina, wanting even more stimulation a tsunami wave of pure joy hit her when her father's tongue flicked across the little bundle of nerve endings, clustered in that nub of rigid flesh that she knew was her clitoris. She felt her hips thrust at her father's face and her thighs tightened around his head, she realised that she was losing control of her body as it shook and juddered under her father's oral assault. She hadn't realised how much pleasure that a man's tongue, lips and teeth could bestow on her. She could not speak coherently but was mouthing sounds of encouragement;

"Aaaah, yeeeeeh, Mmmmn." These were punctuated by guttural grunts as his educated tongue drove her body into a sexual frenzy. 

All of a sudden a damn burst deep inside her and an overpowering surge of a feeling of such joy that she couldn't compare it to anything that she had ever experienced and she felt a release deep in her belly, she thought that she was wetting herself, at the release of fluids, her head seemed to burst with blinding stars, she screamed out loud as she began a series of orgasms that seemed to grow every time her father's teeth nipped her clitoris. She slumped back onto the divan, letting his head free from both her hands and thighs.

John was lost, his wife's expert mouth on his penis, moving her head up and down letting his long prick slide down into her throat had brought him to the brink of climaxing, his wife's hot mouth and firm lips closing around the swollen bell of his knob had caused his balls to signal that they were ready to empty their load. His beautiful daughter's screaming at him for more drove him over the top and he felt his sperm flood up his penis then burst into Ella's mouth, he spasmed with the ecstasy of the ejaculation, each twitch sending more semen deep into her throat. Ella swallowed most of milky fluid but some escaped and mixed with her saliva trickled down her chin. 




Opportunity Knocks



Seeing this David told Amy to clean her mother's face with her tongue, Amy, opened her eyes and bent to comply, Ella lifted herself off the floor eager to enjoy her daughter's kisses. Amy's tongue snaked out and she tasted the mixture smeared over her mother's face, she was taken completely by surprise when Ella turned her head and their lips met, Amy tasted her father's come in her mother's mouth and on her tongue, she was astonished to find that this act had sufficient eroticism to stiffen her nipples to hard nubs of pink flesh, thrilling to the touch of her mother's breasts as they brushed against one another. Ella fell back onto the floor taking her daughter with her. They ended up with Ella on her back and Amy on top of her. Amy rose to her knees, and slowly let her mouth travel down Ella's body until Amy's mouth closed around the eraser side hard brown nipples jutting from Ella's small breasts. She began to lick, nip and suck on each of them in turn; she felt her mother's hands on her shoulders pushing her further down her mother's body until her mouth was poised over the hairless vagina that had been her passage to life.

"Eat me Amy, lick me out, lick my pussy." 

Ella cried out; thrusting her hips up to her daughter's face.

Amy now knowing how much of a thrill that oral sex was lost no time in satisfying her Mom's demands, David and his instructions was forgotten in the tide of lust that had overcome her, her tongue plunged into the well of her mother's being, parting the protective folds, into the hot velvety tunnel, her lips moved up to that tiny bud of flesh at the top of Ella's thighs and as her father had done to her, she began to tease, and bite her Mom's clit. Ella responded by her body beginning to shudder under her daughter's onslaught.

John's penis had once again stiffened at the sight of his wife and daughter kissing each other, the depraved act seemed to make his manhood harder than he could ever remember, he moved behind his daughter and taking advantage of her kneeling, positioned his now hard shaft at the opening to her body, with one movement he thrust into her and completely buried his prick in her hot wet vagina. He had taken her virginity with an ease that totally surprised both him and Amy, she had expected pain but her arousal was such that the excessively lubricated vagina allowed his penis no resistance as it plunged in, tearing her hymen and nosing up to her cervix. Reaching around her slim body John used one hand to grasp his daughter's breast his left hand moved to the join of her thighs and his fingers squeezed her clitoris against his rampant cock as it pistoned in and out of her pussy.

Amy's mouth was stirring that familiar warmth in Ella as she felt the ripples of sexual gratification flow through her body emanating from that sensitive nub of engorged flesh at the top of her vagina, as the sensual pleasure rose higher and higher, so did the wild gyrations of her hips, making it almost impossible for Amy's mouth to stay glued to her mother's pussy. Amy's own minor orgasms were building up at her father ministrations with his fingers and his pulsating prick plumbing the depths of her own cunny. John could control himself no longer and once more his seed jetted up his tool but just in time he pulled his prick out of her vagina whose walls had been contracting and squeezing his cock. The hot semen spraying inside the crevice of her ass, led to Amy experiencing yet again another massive multiple orgasm as her climax rocketed through her.

The three of them collapsed onto the floor completely satiated with their sexual exploits. They lay there exhausted and a little afraid to look at each other; the parents concerned that as they had seduced their daughter into that most taboo of illicit loving, incest, would she be able to forgive them. 

A few moments later however Ella was unable to resist moving between Amy's legs and cleaning up the mixture of fluids seeping out of her body. Ella's tongue penetrated deep her mouth closed over her daughter's vagina as she removed the traces of her husband's semen.

Chapter 5. Probation.

David rose from his chair and turned off the video recorder and web cam, he could not hide the erection that he was sporting, it bulged his trousers hurting him by its rigidity, he looked at his wife and was not surprised to see her sitting in her chair, her left hand teasing and caressing her right nipple, her right hand busy inside of her bright red panties, now darker in the middle due to the juices pouring out from between her engorged and inflamed labia.

"Get undressed." 

He said to his wife and following his own advice proceeded to take off his clothes, Maddy quickly joined him and stripped down to just her stockings and heels. He could see the results of her fingers, glistening around her shaved vaginal lips, unconsciously Maddy struck a pose, one leg slightly in front of the other, opposite hand on her hip, the other hand reaching behind her head, causing her breasts to rise and demonstrating how aroused she was by the hard, stiff nipples, a dark pink colour, contrasting vividly with the white of her breasts. He realised that the gleam of her juices; and the pose, made his wife appear extremely sluttish. He could not believe the change in her but was thrilled by it, how far was she prepared to go, yes she had discussed what she wanted but now was crunch time, would she throw all of her previous inhibitions aside and follow her new found path? 

His doubts were removed almost immediately as Maddy moved over to where the Flints were slumped on the floor and dropped to her knees in front of Ella, she took Ella's head between her hands and gently kissed the slightly older woman on the mouth.

Maddy felt her vagina spasm as her tongue entered Ella's mouth; this was the first lascivious kiss that she had ever given to another woman, the "dirtiness" of it sent shock waves of lust into her body, she knew that her vagina was the wettest that it had ever been in her life. Her sensual pleasure became even greater as Ella responded by gently caressing her breasts, tweaking and pulling on first one nipple then the other, the heat rose in her body, involuntarily her legs opened and closed as she tried to stimulate herself. She gasped into Ella's mouth as she felt someone's tongue enter her moist slit, the tongue though velvety soft was hard enough to touch the inner walls of her vagina, She broke away from Ella to see who it was that was thrilling her so deeply; she did not have to see whose head was buried between her thighs for as she lifted her head she saw her husband and Amy locked in a soixante neufe position with her husband on his back Amy on top of him and their heads burrowing between each others thighs. Maddy resumed her virginal discovery of another woman's body, emboldened by the lustful cravings of both the previously forbidden sex and by John's tongue and mouth stimulation.

Maddy slowly moved down Ella's body, briefly kissing and licking the long rigid nipples but moving in ever increasing haste to the juncture of the other woman's legs, she wanted to taste pussy, she had read of it and had spoken about it last night with her husband, now she was going to experience it.

Her tongue arrived at its destination and Maddy tasted the vaginal fluids of a stranger for the very first time. To her relief she found it very similar to her own and began, eagerly to lap between the distended and engorged lips of Ella's pussy. She knew from her own fingers and David's efforts the previous night, exactly where to use her lips, tongue and teeth to stimulate her partner. Her ministrations had the desired effect as Ella's body began to tremble and jerk, Maddy reached around behind Ella's back in order to keep her mouth deep into Ella's pussy so wild was the woman's gyrations as Maddy used her tongue to lash at Ella's clitoris. Her hands slipped around the cheeks of Ella's ass when Ella arched her back in ecstasy, she took the opportunity to slide a finger into the puckering brown hole, another thing that she had read on the internet. Ella's response was gratifying as she screamed out;

"God yes, oooh yes stick that finger in deeper, I'm coming, I'm coming."

As she was mouthing these words her body was slamming up and down onto the carpeted floor, almost dislodging Maddy, her vagina giving up yet more of her juices as another climax overcame her.

John meanwhile had been raising Maddy's own sexual desires, his tongue was rimming her butt and his fingers were pinching and squeezing her clitoris, he used his fingers to smear her own juices around her tight brown rosebud ass and slowly pushed his long first finger right in up to the second knuckle. It was Maddy's turn to buck at the new thrills her body was experiencing. John pushed in another finger and began to plunge them into the increasingly willing anal passage. He kept arousing Maddy both orally and the fingering for a few more seconds then rose onto his knees, he rammed his prick into the gaping and welcoming vagina and after a few stokes, pulled out.

Maddy cried out;

"No! No! put it back in, fuck me, fuck me hard, put that long prick into me you bastard make me cum."

Her shouts were stopped when she felt his penis nosing at the entrance of her ass, she felt the well lubricated tip slip into the opening and felt the pain, then she felt Ella's tongue slide into her vagina and flick over her enflamed clit, and the pain receded with the intense pleasure that Ella's mouth stirred up in her belly. She didn't even realise it until his balls slapped against her own backside, that John had rammed the whole length of his ten inch dick deep into her bowels. The husband and wife team soon had her moaning with pleasure. When John gave a hard thrust and remained deep in her jerking as his prick emptied his seed and Ella nipped her clitoris harder than previously, Maddy enjoyed an earth shattering orgasm that wracked her body she came so hard that she thought that she was wetting herself. She closed her eyes and sank to the floor as Ella slid from between her legs, John also relaxed beside her. 

David had approached Amy and took her into his arms; he made her look into his eyes then asked;

"Was that as bad as you expected, or did you enjoy it as much as it seemed to me?"

Amy smiled as she whispered back;

"I did not think that sex was ever going to be as good as that, especially with my Mom and Dad, it was terrific."

David moved towards her and kissed her open mouth, their tongues entwined as they explored each other's mouths. Amy slid her hand down his body and met his hard cock, quickly she realised that this was totally different to her father's, it did not seem as long but it was at least twice as thick, she could not close her fingers around the circumference. 

"Mr. Ellis," she murmured; "It is massive, I don't think I can take that in."

David kissed her and replied;

"Call me David, Amy; we are going to get to know each other very well in the coming days."

He resumed kissing her and moved his right hand down to her breast; he circled the nipple teasing her with feather light caresses, as her nipple became engorged he rolled it between his finger and thumb, squeezing it, he noticed Amy's breathing become shallower and faster, her own hand was slowly moving up and down on his tumescent manhood. 

Amy felt his mouth slowly move from her lips down to her breast and gasped with delight as it circled first one then the other nipple, his lips and teeth pulling, nipping and arousing her even further. His tongue sliding down her body and lapping at her navel caused goosebumps to rise on her arms and legs. To maintain hold of his thick rod, she had to rotate her body, when his mouth traveled to the join between her thighs she was lying with her head close to the monster penis that she knew was going to impale her body very soon. The thought of being stretched by the club like cock both roused and frightened her, she saw the precum glistening at the top of his prick and leaning forward licked it; she started kissing his manhood at the same time that his tongue delved into the velvety warmth of her vagina. They lay there side by side using their mouths on one another to raise their passion to fever pitch.

David realised that he was near to coming so he pulled away and told Amy to get onto her back and bend her knees, as soon as she had complied David position the large bulbous end of his prick at the entrance to her pussy, it was well lubricated with her saliva and her cunny was dripping with the juices that his tongue had released slowly and steadily he entered her. To him it was as if he was pushing his prick into a furnace hot, velvet tunnel. The walls of Amy's vagina gripped this giant of a tool in a vice like grip and such was its size that Amy began to climax almost immediately, her legs were spread so wide that there was almost a straight line from one thigh to the next.

"That is soo big! Slower David slower she cried." 

As she felt as if she was being split asunder, at the same time due to the pleasure that its massive circumference was giving her she did not want him to stop. It was so big in her recently virgin pussy that it was rubbing along her clit driving her wild with excitement. Soon he was buried up to the hilt in this beautiful young girl whose vagina was contracting in rhythm with his pulsating cock. He withdrew and cruelly slammed his body forward. Amy cried out as she climaxed yet again, she felt her juices pour into her vagina and clasped David to her.

"Again, she cried fuck me again, yes fuck me."

David repeated his actions again; it was the straw that broke his camels back as he felt his balls explode ands the semen spewed out of his tool and flooded into Amy's body.

The five of them relaxed and sipped at the wine that David poured for them, both he and John were totally nude while the women were dressed only in their stay-up nylons. 

It was Maddy who made the next move; she moved over to Amy and gently made her lie back on the divan with her legs over the edge, this gave her unhindered access to the young girl's recently deflowered vagina. Maddy moved forward until her mouth was poised over the moist slit with just a tiny triangle of hair at the top. She parted the reddened lips of Amy's cunny and gave an explorative lick along its length, Amy's body twitched in anticipation, Maddy tasted the young girls fluids and felt her own juices begin to lubricate her vagina, the eroticism of her act thrilled her to her very core, she opened Amy with her fingers and thrust her tongue as far as she could deep into the wet pink flesh, with her lips she kissed all around the opening and then fastened them onto the engorged clitoris, stimulating and teasing until Amy shuddered as another climax over came her. 

Maddy stood and mounted the divan, her legs either side of Amy's head, offering the girl her own vagina wanting the stimulation of a females tongue and when Amy began kissing the soft flesh of her inner thighs and then move to her sex she cried out in her pleasure. Amy's tongue plundered Maddy's pussy, sending shock after shock through her, ripples of pleasure built higher and higher until they once more rose and swamped her senses with pure lustful pleasure. The girls teeth nipped her clitoris rousing her to shudder as once more that damn burst inside her flooding her pussy and Amy's mouth with her spendings.

The two families looked at one another, though the Flints had been forced into the sexual orgy, they knew that once it had started they were more than willing to indulge in David and Maddy's wishes and John, Ella and Amy also knew that it was not going to finish. 

David looked at his employee and the two women who had been forced into obeying him.

"We will call you tomorrow and let you know what we expect." He told them.

With that they all got dressed and parted company .



Opportunity Knocks



Miranda walked from the restroom hallway back into the noisy, smoke filled dance club. As she turned the corner she glanced to her left and came to a sudden stop, eyes wide. The table in the corner, where all the rich girls from the college had been sitting was now nearly empty. She recognized the only girl remaining, a tall, stunning blonde in a revealing black & silver outfit, as Pam, one of the schools leading upper class party girls. But what made Miranda stop so suddenly was Pam's behavior. She was sitting behind the table looking innocently out at the dance floor, but her right hand was beneath the table furtively rummaging through a bright red purse that obviously wasn't hers. Without really considering why, Miranda stepped back behind the corner as she felt through her own purse, retrieving her new phone. She leaned out around the corner and used the video function of the phone to zoom in and record the corner booth just as the statuesque blonde withdrew a handful of rumpled bills from the red clutch and quickly slid them into the black purse on her lap.

Miranda ducked back into the hallway and played back the short video clip. It was less than 30 seconds long but clearly showed Pam taking the money and hiding it in her purse. Miranda smiled as she tucked the phone back into her own purse. She wasn't sure yet how she was going to use it, but she thought it might be time for Miss High and Mighty to be put in her place.

She went back to the booth where her friends waited and continued the night's festivities – but she was running the possibilities through her mind. And later in the evening when she say one of Pam's friends start raising a fuss with the club's manager about someone stealing over $300 from her unattended purse, Miranda knew she had a real chance to bring Pam down off her high horse. When she saw her go up to the bar by herself Miranda quickly excused herself and followed after. She walked up to the bar where Pam leaned waiting for a drink, and without a word held her phone with the damning clip playing up in front of her face. Pam looked annoyed for a second till she realized what she was looking at, then shock and panic filled her face.

She snapped her head around to meet Miranda's eyes and stammered, "Why? What do you want? Who are you?"

Miranda smirked. Typical that she wouldn't remember any of the "little people" around her. She handed Pam a scrap of napkin with her address scribbled on it.

"Be at my apartment at 2 a.m. or I'm going to the police in the morning."

As she turned to leave she heard Pam protest, "Why? What? You just don't understand!", but she just kept walking. 

She returned to her friends and a few minutes later saw a shaken Pam rejoin her friends. Miranda smiled and began to make her good-byes. She had some things to do before 2:00 rolled around.

When a knock sounded at her door shortly before 2 a.m. Miranda was just finishing the preparations for her plan. With one last look around she turned through the small foyer and opened the door. Pam stood there, as gorgeous as usual, but with some of her confident façade lacking.

"Well, I'm here. What do you want from me?" she said in a tone of forced cockiness that showed her true nervousness.

"Come on in," Miranda replied, ignoring the question. She turned and gestured for Pam to follow her. She had showered and changed out of her clubbing dress and was now wearing a modest midlength robe as she led the blonde into the living room. She sank into an overstuffed chair, leaving Pam to stand facing her. Before Miranda had even fully settled down with her feet propped up on the ottoman in front of her, Pam started talking.

"I don't know why I'm even here! That video wasn't what you thought it was – you just don't understand!" She glared down at the smaller brunette. "No one would believe it anyway – especially coming from the likes of you!"

Miranda reached over to the table beside her and took a drink from the wine glass there. She looked up at Pam's face, which had an expression showing both anger and worry.

"I think that they would believe it, especially after the trouble your friend made over her stolen money. What was her name again – was it Annie?" Pam nodded abruptly. "I think she'd know that I couldn't fake something like that. And somehow I don't think she'd be very understanding if she found out that you'd been stealing from her, do you?"

Miranda looked up at Pam and took another drink. Pam was becoming more and more agitated and she loved it – the farther she felt pushed the better the chance Miranda had of bringing her plan to completion.

"I don't know or even care why a spoiled rich girl like you would be stealing from her friends. But I can tell you the results – possible criminal charges and jail time, definitely some disciplinary action from the university, including being written up in your permanent record. And I'm sure that would be the end of that particular circle of friends." Miranda stared at Pam's nervously frowning face. "It might as well be the end of you at this school, I'd say."

"Fine. What do you expect me to do now?" Pam muttered. "You just don't understand..."

"And I don't want to," Miranda interrupted. "That means nothing to me. But after considering it I think there may be a way for you to get out of this without any problem."

Pam stared at her for a moment, and a smile began to form on her ripe lips. "Ohhh, I see. How much will it take to make that video disappear?" Her natural arrogance was beginning to come back and Miranda didn't want that.

"No money is going to get you out of this one," she replied. "No, your daddy's money isn't going to save you this time." She smiled as she saw Pam's sneer crumble into uncertainty and fear – that was much more to her liking. 

"Have a seat and we'll talk about it."

The tall blonde turned towards the couch, but before she could take a seat Miranda lifted her feet and scooted the ottoman towards her.

"No, not the couch. Have a seat here, in front of me, so I can see you better."

Pam looked at her, arrogance now totally gone from her expression. She slowly smoothed her skirt and sat upright on the low stool. Her blue eyes never left Miranda's face as she clutched her purse on her knees. "What do you want from me?" she stammered.

Miranda sat up and reached for her wine glass, ignoring the question.

"Closer, move in so that we can talk face to face," she said softly.

Pam slowly slid the ottoman forward another foot so that there was only about four feet between them. Miranda finished her drink, sat down the glass and leaned back in her chair. She smiled at Pam for the first time.

"Better," she said. "Much better. Well, with your behavior being so bad I've already decided that the right thing to do is to turn you in. After all you are a criminal, right? So the first thing in the morning I'm going down to the police." She smiled at the wide-eyed shock and panic in Pam's eyes. "But after careful consideration I've decided that there is one thing you could do for me that might change my mind – and ONLY one thing."

"What is it? What? I'll do anything," Pam quickly replied.

"I'm glad that you said that," Miranda smiled back at her. From her position reclining deep in the armchair she smoothly lifted her legs and hooked her knees over the end of the arm. Her robe slid up, showing that she was naked underneath, and her bare pussy spread open, revealing her soft pink inner lips.

"Eat my pussy till I come and you're free and clear. I'll delete the clip and we'll never have to even speak to each other again. So, do we have a deal?"

Pam's face was the picture of shock – mouth gaping wide while her panicked eyes shifted from Miranda's face to the shaven pussy just a few feet in front of her.

"But, no! No, wait..." she stammered. "I'm not a lesbian! I don't do stuff like that with girls! I mean you couldn't really want to force me to..." She trailed off.

Miranda let her hands stray down to gently spread her labia. "I'm not a lesbian either, and I don't care if you're one or not. I just want to have a good orgasm and I think that you shouldn't get away with stealing with absolutely no repercussions. Soooo...eat me till I come and you're free. I'm only giving you this chance one time – right now – so either get out or get to work." She looked Pam in the eye. "I think you should start by licking my clit first."

Pam's wide eyes shifted from Miranda's face to her pussy. With her hands holding her clean shaven lips spread wide her clit stood out proudly. Pam's face held a dazed expression. She looked desperately towards the door as if thinking of escape. But realizing the trap that she was in she again turned to face Miranda. She nervously licked her lips and slowly set her purse on the ottoman beside her.

"Very good," Miranda purred. "I think you made the right choice. No use ruining your life over one small mistake. Now get down on your knees in front of me."

The sexy blonde slid down off the stool onto her knees and slowly crawled forward. She stopped a foot or so away and looked up into Miranda's eyes.

"Please, no," she whispered. "Don't make me eat your pussy. I'm sorry I stole! Really – I'm really sorry! But I can't do it – I just can't put my mouth on a girl! It's so wrong! Please don't make me do it!"

Miranda smiled at her. "You can do it. Just don't think about it too much. I'll tell you exactly what to do and you just do it. And before you know it you'll be done and on your way home. Here – you hold my pussy spread open now. Get your hands up here..."

Shakily Pam reached up and kept her labia spread as Miranda withdrew her own hands. She looked up at Miranda uncertainly.

"Now open your mouth and stick out your tongue," Miranda gently coaxed her. Still holding Miranda's gaze she opened her full lips and slightly extended her soft pink tongue. "Now lean forward a little bit..."

Pam shifted her gaze to the pussy in front of her. It was clean shaven, with a slender strip of trimmed brown hair just above the top of the slit. The labia were a soft pink, with the clit just a little darker red. Between the soft folds of the inner lips she could see the glistening of moisture. She slowly moved in a few inches, bringing her head into Miranda's reach. Miranda put her hands behind her head and gently pulled her closer. Desperation showed in her eyes as her tongue made contact with Miranda's swollen clit.

"Very good, very good. Now use your tongue on my clit like you're licking a lollipop. Take your time and lick it good." Miranda stared down at the beautiful face between her legs.

Pam clenched her eyes shut as she began to gently stroke her clit with her tongue, licking up, then moving her tongue back down to make another upward stroke.

Miranda sighed, "That's very good, you dirty little cunt licker."

Pam's eyes widened at the term, but she continued licking.

Miranda pulled her face tighter against her pussy. "Now be a good girl and suck my clit. Come on, get it between your lips." She watched as Pam reluctantly moved her face, closing her lips around the swollen knob of her clit. "Good girl! Now suck it, really suck on it hard between your lips. Then get your tongue going back and forth against it – like you're French kissing my clit! Come on cunt licker, suck my clit!"

Almost as if it was someone else, Pam found herself following the perverse instructions. She fastened her lips around the other girl's clit and sucked hard. She felt the fleshy knob between her lips, the slick smooth skin of Miranda's cunt pressing against her face; she smelled the musky scent of her excited pussy. Pam flicked her tongue across the clit captured in her mouth and Miranda stiffened and gasped, pulling her head tighter into her cunt.

"Oh yes!" she moaned. "That's just right! Suck it! Suck it hard, you slut! And keep your tongue going!" She held Pam's head tight to her cunt and rocked her hips, grinding her sex against the blonde's mouth. Pam closed her eyes and continued her frenzied sucking for a few minutes until Miranda pushed her away with a gasp.

"Wow," she whispered, breathing heavily, "You're good! But I don't want to come too fast. If this is only going to be happening once I want it to last a little while."

She leaned forward, opening her robe completely to reveal her bare breasts. Without a word she reached her hand behind Pam's head and pulled her forward, guiding her stiff nipple between the blondes sticky lips.

"Suck on my titty, slut. Use your mouth on my nipples for a while before you go back down on me."

As Pam fastened her full red lips around Miranda's hard nipple, Miranda released her head. "Hold them yourself slut, and switch off from one to the other. I want to feel your mouth on both of my titties."

Eyes glazed, Pam cupped her hands around Miranda's full, round breasts and sucked on one nipple then the other. Miranda watched her at work for a few minutes, then noticed something.

"Hold on slut! Lean back a moment." Pam looked up at her, confused. Her long blonde hair was rumpled and her lipstick was smeared across her face. She leaned back on her heels.

"Take off your top so I can see your boobs," Miranda ordered.

"Why?" Pam asked slowly. "Why do you want to see my tits? I thought you weren't a lesbian."

"Just show me you boobs," Miranda sighed. "Or get your lips around my clit again right now."

Immediately Pam pulled her tight silver top over her head, then reached behind, unhooked her bra and slid it off. She knelt topless between Miranda's legs, her firm 38 inch bust revealed.

"I thought you weren't a lesbian," Miranda said quietly. "But look at how hard your nipples are. They say something different." She pointed at the dark pink nubs standing out proudly on Pam's perfect breasts. "You're really turned on being my cunt licker, aren't you?"

Pam shrank back, rising to sit again on the ottoman behind her. She wrapped her arms over her bare breast as her cheeks burned bright red. She turned her face away and whispered "No – no, I don't like this at all. It's not true."

"Bullshit." Miranda lowered her knees and leaned forward. "You like pussy. I can tell. Why are your nipples as hard as bullet then?" She grinned. "I bet your pussy's all wet, too!"

"No, you're crazy! This is sick and wrong."

"Liar. Admit it – you like my pussy!"

"No!" Pam shifted as it to get up. "You're wrong!"

"Take off your panties and let's see then! Show me you're not all wet!" Miranda grinned again. "If you're not loving this then prove it!"

"You're crazy," Pam muttered, shifting again.

Miranda leaned back in the chair and hooked her knees over the arms again, spreading her pussy wide. "Show me your pussy or start tongue fucking my cunt right now."

Pam's head snapped around, her gaze locking on Miranda's. Slowly she stood and pulled up her short black skirt. She hooked her thumbs in the top of her skimpy black lace panties and slid them down her long, tanned legs. Then she stood back and lifted up the hem of her skirt to reveal her clean shaven slit. She looked off at the wall, face still scarlet.

"Now sit down on that stool and spread your legs," Miranda gently ordered. "I can't tell a thing like that. We've got to have that proof, cunt licker."

Pam quickly sat down and moved her knees apart. She still refused to look at Miranda. The soft light from the table lamp glistened on her wet pussy and inner thighs.

"Very good, my little lesbian whore," Miranda said softly, still reclining with her legs spread wide. "You're a very good slut. Now come on over here and tongue fuck me. You know you want to."

The shapely blonde slowly dropped to her knees again and crawled forward. She brought up her hands to spread Miranda's slick swollen lips wide, then brought her head forward, tongue extended. With a look of desperation in her eyes Pam slid her tongue smoothly between her inner lips. She closed her eyes as she began to slowly rock her head, driving her tongue in and out of Miranda's wet cunt. Following her instructions, she began rubbing Miranda's clit as she continued her trance-like motion. Miranda's breathing deepened and an occasional low moan escaped her lips as Pam focused her attention on her now dripping pussy.

Finally Miranda gasped, "Okay, now stop and push as deep inside me as you can." With glazed distant eyes Pam complied, pushing her face up hard against the smooth skin.

"Now hold that position and listen to me. I want you to think now – think back to when you left the house this evening. Think to who you were. Now look very carefully at where you are right now and what you're doing."

Miranda saw the glazed look leave her eyes, saw her focus on her surroundings and her position. Miranda's legs were spread in a wide V, her feet lifted above her head, with Pam's beautiful face buried at the juncture. That sultry, sexy face was smeared with pussy juice, saliva and sweat. Her long, pink tongue disappeared between Miranda's dusky pink inner lips. As her the realization of her situation sunk in Pam's eyes began to well with tears. With her tongue still firmly buried inside Miranda she choked back a sob.

"Okay crybaby, start with the fucking again – nice and slow," Miranda ordered in a harsh voice. Pam complied and resumed servicing her pussy. "Now, you can nod your head and keep that up, am I right?"

Pam nodded her head slowly, continuing the pistoning motion.

"Good. If you want to stop nod your head."

Her blonde head nodded more eagerly.

"Okay, then you can stop. But you have to suck up all that pussy juice," Miranda grinned. "Better suck it out of the source first!"

Pam lowered her eyes, opened her mouth wide and fastened her lips all the way around Miranda's inner labia and sucked hard. A warm mouthful of sticky lubricating juice slid between her lips. She continued licking till she had Miranda as dry and clean and possible, then looked up, awaiting her next instructions.

Miranda met her gaze firmly. "Now repeat after me," she commanded. "I love being your cunt licker."

Pam lowered her head ashamedly and mumbled something, eyes on the floor.

"Say it loud and proud or get back to tongue fucking, slut!" Miranda barked. "Say it! Say 'I love being your cunt licker' you fucking lesbian slut!"

Pam looked up startled and blurted "I love being your cunt licker!" She stared at Miranda eyes wide. "I love being your cunt licker," she repeated more softly.

Miranda smiled and stroked her hair. "Very good, slut, very good." She touched her cheek. "Well, now that I've given you an education I think it's time for you to give me that orgasm!" She settled back further in the chair and raised her feet high again. "Get back to sucking my clit, slut. I want to keep on sucking it hard, giving me a lot of attention with your tongue and some gentle bites." She smiled at Pam's blank face. "Oh, an you need to fuck me with three fingers. A few minutes of that and I'll come for sure!"

Pam dejectedly bent over her pussy again, bringing up her right hand to slide three fingers into Miranda's swollen tunnel. As she began pistoning her hand into Miranda's cunt she leaned over and fastened her lips firmly around her darkly swollen clit.

"Oh yeah – that's it slut. Keep that up till I come. Oh, and one more thing – put your other hand on your own pussy and rub your clit while you eat me. Since you're such a pussy lover it seems right that you should come too on your first night of being a lesbian." She felt another smother sob against her cunt, but felt Pam shift and then the gently rhythmic swaying of her left shoulder showed that she was doing as she was told.

"Good little lesbian whore," Miranda moaned. "Keep working on my pussy, slut, and yours too!" Shaking slightly she arched her back as Pam's motions brought her orgasm closer. 




Opportunity Knocks



"Suck that clit, slut! Come on you dyke, eat that pussy!" Miranda's shaking intensified. She quickly pushed Pam's head aside and began rubbing her own clit. "Now," she panted, "Quick, get your tongue back inside me and fuck me with it. And when you feel me come I want you to lock your mouth on my cunt and suck out every drop." She continued rubbing her clit frantically, body wracked with building spasms. "Do it, slut! Do it NOW!"

Pam quickly pulled her hand out of Miranda's cunt and darted her head forward. No sooner had she fastened her lips around her inner labia then Miranda threw her head back with a cry.

"Ooohh! Drink my come, slut!" she cried, "And you come with me, too! Come now, you pussy licker! Come right NOW!"

Pam felt Miranda's cunt contract around her tongue and a flood of tangy girl come washed into her mouth. She automatically swallowed as another mouthful followed and her own orgasm hit. She groaned loudly into the sloppy, soaking pussy in front of her as she came and another trickle of come gushed between her lips. With a shudder she rode out the end of her orgasm, laying panting with her cheek against Miranda's cunt.

As the girls breathing slowed Pam slowly sat up, eyes averted. Miranda sighed from her position in the armchair.

"Okay, you're free." She reached over to the table beside her and picked up her phone. After a moment she brought up an image and showed Pam that it was the clip of her at the club that night. She hit another button and "DELETE?" appeared across the image. She keyed in "Y" and it flashed "FILE DELETED" across the tiny screen.

As a quiet and shamefaced Pam started getting dressed Miranda said, "Just remember next time you're riding a hard cock that your last orgasm happened with your mouth full of girl come."

Pam stopped and stared at her, bleu eyes wide. She quickly pulled on her top and ran for the door, once again choking back a sob.

After a few moments Miranda got up and put her robe back on. She reached up to the bookshelf above and behind the armchair and brought down a small video camera. With a smile she pulled off a scrap of black electrical tape stuck to the front, revealing a glowing red LED labeled "REC".

She took the camera into her bedroom, setting it down on the computer workstation there. Taking a seat she began to work and with in a few moments had transferred the video to the hard drive and opened a video editing program. She spent a few minutes searching for the section of the video she wanted, then extracted a short clip from the original. Softly smiling she went online and looked up Pam's email address – all the university students had an account. She typed up a short note, then attached it and the video clip to the message and hit SEND. Rubbing her still throbbing pussy she sat back with a smile, imagining what was to come.

The next morning Pam awoke with a start, immediately overcome with the intense images of the night before. Shaking she quickly headed for the shower to wash the scent of pussy off her skin. She was nearly hysterical with shame and revulsion at her actions, but she just kept repeating to herself that is was just going to happen that one time, that it was already over and done, and that as long as no one else knew she would be just fine.

Feeling slightly better after her shower she fixed a light breakfast and sat down at her computer. Taking a sip of coffee she clicked on "EMAIL", bringing up the inbox screen. She quickly scanned the subjects – mostly spam – and froze at one titles "cunt licker". With shaking hands she clicked on it. The messages simply said to watch the attached video, then read the attached document. Pam's head reeled as she opened the video to see a clip of her tongue fucking a shaven, wet pussy. The clip cut after a minute, to her kneeling at the same pussy, saying "I love being your cunt licker." She felt dizzy, as if she might faint as she opened the document.

It was a very short message:

You are now my full time cunt licker. Show up at my place at 10:00 tonight for a repeat performance or this whole movie goes to your daddy.

Pam sat there stunned. She knew she was trapped. She thought of the unknown weeks, maybe even months or years ahead of being forced to be a lesbian slave. She began to cry softly, shaking her head. This was terribly unfair – a nightmare! How could this happen to a girl like her? How could she be forced to perform lesbian sex? How could she go on day after day doing this? And why were her damn nipples so hard all of the sudden?



Opportunity Knocks, Again



A few weeks had passed since that first amazing encounter with Jessie and unfortunately I had not been able to get back with her physically. There was always something going on, or too many people around, work, her school, whatever it was, I wasn't getting anywhere but Sara (my wife) and Jessie had had a few afternoons free of distraction. I really can't complain because the encounters with the 20-year-old Jessie seemed to invigorate and motivate Sara (33) and I was reaping the rewards in my own marital bed.

I was looking forward to the weekend, the kids were going on a fishing trip with grandpa and I would be able to get some things done around the house that I had been neglecting. Friday afternoon I managed to slip out of work an hour early and was mildly surprised to see Sara's Durango parked in the garage upon arriving at home. Normally I would beat her home after work. I was perplexed when I stepped through the door and heard the unmistakable smack of flesh on flesh coming down the stairs. Quietly I made my way to the master bedroom at the end of the hall. I was instantly aroused and rather amused at finding Sara on her hands and knees at the end of the bed. She was still wearing her skirt and blouse from work but her shoes, stockings, and panties had been carelessly discarded on the floor. Sara has the sports build and although her ass is smaller than Jessie's it is still quite wonderful to behold. Her cheeks were pink from where the younger Jessie, totally naked save a sports bra, had obviously been smacking her ass. 

"You have been such a naughty girl Sara. Leaving work early to come home just so you can lick my little pussy. You have to be punished before you get to taste me again." SMACK! Sara jumped at the impact of hand on ass but only moaned in response and put her head on her folded arms. My cock strained at my khaki slacks while I watched. "Sara! You are making a mess of things. Your juices are slipping down the insides of your thighs!" SMACK! Jessie slid her tiny hand across Sara's glistening slit and then pushed two fingers inside. I had a great vantage point and could see most everything. Sara pushed back on the invading fingers in response and moaned gently. Something changed in Jessie's expression. I am not sure whether to call the look inquisitive or mischievous. At any rate she paused for a moment then brought her fingers out of Sara's pussy and then grinned before forcing both fingers into Sara's ass. 

Before, I told you that Sara had never allowed me to go there and this time, she did as I expected, gasped and tried to pull away. At first, but then to my utter amazement, Sara pushed back hard on the fingers in her ass! "Okay Sara, I think its time." Jessie withdrew her fingers from Sara and the women moved around so that Jessie was on her back and Sara had straddled the younger woman's face. Sara's skirt hung down so that I could not see Jessie administering to my wife but I could see Sara ravenously licking and sucking on Jessie's snatch. Whatever Jessie was doing to her, Sara pulled her head up and pushed her hips down on Jessie's face at about the time I had gotten my clothes off and was slipping quietly into the room with a raging hard-on.

Sara didn't miss a beat. She merely winked and pulled Jessie's lips wide. I was so full of lust at watching the women that I merely lined the head of my cock up at the opening of her box and then pushed slowly, but firmly all the way in to the hilt. After a few slow and deliberate strokes I started using quicker strokes where I pulled out all but the tip and pushed all the way back in until my balls slapped the young woman's ass. In moments Jessie had Sara over the edge and she collapsed to the side. I nearly lost my load at the wicked grin Jessie gave me after Sara had moved enough so that her clothing was not obstructing the view. Sara's juices were all over Jessie's face and I followed her arm all the way up to where she still had her hand buried in Sara's crotch. Sara rolled over on to her back and let her legs fall open and then I could see that two fingers were in her ass and two in her box. 

Jessie began to sit up so I grabbed her up, turned around, sat down on the edge of the bed and lay back so that she was now on top. She began to bounce up and down on my shaft and Sara got up and moved behind us. "Jessie, sit all the way down on him and let me take over." Sara knelt behind us and began licking my balls while she reached around and stroked Jessie's clit. Alternately Sara was sucking one than the other testicle into her mouth. She had always been good with her fingers and soon I could feel Jessie's pussy quiver at the approach of an imminent orgasm. Sara kept up the expert manipulation of clit and the oral massage of testicles until both Jessie and I had erupted and collapsed on the bed.

None of us could come up with a good reason for Jessie to stay much longer, or at least without arousing suspicion, so we reluctantly got dressed and went about the rest of our day. Not more than a couple of hours had passed. I was on the ladder at the side (near Jessie's family) of the house cleaning gutters. Jessie was coming out of the garage yelling at her younger sister (Carrie, 18) who was pulling alongside the family car on a bicycle in the driveway. Too far way to hear what was happening between the sisters I certainly got the gist when Jessie grabbed the shirt Carrie was wearing. Jessie stormed off and in a huff Carrie threw the bike down. The bike bounced off the pavement and into the side of the car. Carrie quickly checked the side of the car and then seeing me grabbed the bike, pushed it into the garage and was gone.

After finishing the gutters I went over to look at the neighbor's car where the bike hit. Being the dirty old man that I am, I quickly devised a plot. Sara heard my plan and said good luck! She liked Carrie, but would often get angry with her because Carrie had that teenage girl, youngest child, snotty persona, and really didn't think my scheme would work. So I called Jessie over to the house on the pretext of needing her to look at the files she left on my computer before I deleted them.

Jessie came over right away. She was still pissed at Carrie when she arrived. "That little bitch is always getting away with everything! She takes my clothes without asking and Mom never says anything! I am going to get her one of these days!" The likelihood of Jessie's consent and now her participation was instantly increased at hearing her say this and I knew that I would have to act quickly if I were to pull it off.

I told Jessie of the scratch Carrie put on the car and I knew their Dad would be pissed if he found out how it happened. So I explained that all I needed Jessie to do was get Carrie over to the house and I would finally get to fuck her. It was decided that the girls would come over for cards in the evening and it would give us plenty of time because their parents were going out that evening. Jessie left the house in a much-improved mood and the wicked little grin was back in place. I straightened the basement and took the things down that I thought I would need. Happy with the results I eagerly awaited the evening.