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Susie Ch. 01

By: The_Black_Knight



Standard disclaimer: If you are under 18, offended by sexually explicit and erotic stories, or it is illegal where you are to read/possess such material, STOP READING NOW.

Over the course of many years and many friends and lovers, I've had the opportunity to help some uncover deeply hidden sexual desires and fantasies. This series will serve as my memory box of these erotic adventures, and hopefully some good entertainment for my readers. The names have been changed to protect the guilty, but the stories are fairly accurate according to my recollection. 

Many thanks to Jacuzzigal for helping me extract many of the details of this story from the deep recesses of my mind. (And from keeping me from a comma rampage!)

Susie: Part 1

I met Susie in Bloomberg a few years ago, before I relocated my business to another state. She was working as a part-time cook in the café beneath my office downtown. She had already graduated, and was still trying to break into the amazingly intriguing field of topography. Anyone familiar with this field of study (I wasn't at the time) would know that the job market is very, VERY small, with only a handful of actual positions one could hold with such a degree.

She was your average looking girl; short (about 4'10"), and weighed around 115 lbs. She was very curvy (had some "junk in the trunk", as we used to say), and some decent-sized breasts (30-32 D's). She had lost a lot of weight during the last two years of her college career and, as a result, had a bit of a roll on her sides. She was no centerfold, but rather cute in her own way.

Since this café was so convenient to my office, and they had a few nice pool tables that just beckoned to me, I regularly would go down there with my laptop and my phone (hooray for the wireless age!) and shoot a few games over some half-way decent food. This was usually a 3-4 hour event, and in the course of such time down there, I became very familiar with the whole staff. 

At the end of one such day, I proceeded downstairs with my equipment to begin working on a project plan for a rather large client that was going to be upgrading its entire system backbone. After many hours and a beer or two (or was that after an hour or two and many beers?), as Susie was closing down the café and cleaning up, I decided to pack myself up and head to the liquor store and then home. I asked her if she'd like to join me for margaritas out on my deck. Not being one to turn down any free drinks, she readily agreed, and so we were off.

Being a bit of a liquor snob, I always buy the top-shelf stuff. It costs a good deal more, but it is well worth the price. I spent an easy $300 buying the supplies and a few bottles of wine for the cellar. Susie was impressed that I was so easily throwing money around, but I consider it an investment. And since I regularly entertain clients at my home, it also served as a good tax write-off!

We swung by her apartment so she could change and grab her bathing suit (for the Jacuzzi). While I was there, she immediately began shedding clothes and before I knew it, she was stark naked in front of me! 

"Do you mind if I jump in the shower real quick before we go? I'm all sweaty and smell like the griddle."

Being a rather accommodating fellow, I quickly assured here that it was not a problem.

While she was getting all cleaned off, I roamed about the place and picked my way through some books that were lying about. When she returned, she had her hair wrapped up but nothing covering her body up at all. Since I've joined her and the rest of the crew at the café for a few nights out on the town, hopping from bar to bar and into a few of the strip clubs, I knew that this is just how she was. She just didn't care who saw what or what they thought about it.

"You're not the bashful type, huh?" I asked.

"Oh! Sorry. I'm just so used to being alone in here, and I usually walk about naked anyway. You don't mind do you?"

"It's your apartment, and I'm never one to complain about naked women in my presence."

With a laugh, she turned around and began to get dressed. I had a great view of her ass as she bent over to pull her panties up. Then she stopped and stood there for a second as if thinking, and then took the panties back off. She turned around towards me again, and said, "I guess if we're going in that hot tub of yours, there's no point in getting dressed right now, huh?"

"I'd rather not get pulled over for having a completely naked woman in the car, but otherwise I don't mind."

She giggled a bit, turned back to her dresser and pulled out her bikini and put it on. She threw an old t-shirt over top, and took some other clothes to put in her handbag. A quick brush of the hair, and we were off, again.

When we got to my place, I promptly put the goodies away, and Susie made her way right to the deck. I got my shorts on and proceeded to the kitchen to mix the margaritas. 

Handing one to Susie, I sat down next to her and looked out over the valley, as the sun set off to our right. It was a warm night, but not too humid, and there was a light breeze floating across the hill.

We talked about work, co-workers, bars, our respective ex's, and many other superficial topics. After our third round of drinks, the conversations flowed freely and uninhibited, and eventually the topic turned towards sex and sex partners. 

"So how many people have you had?" she asked.

"Enough. I couldn't possibly try to remember them all, but I'd guess around 18 or 20 off the top of my head."

"Christ! I've only had 4."

"Remember, I'm eight years older than you. But still surprising, considering how uninhibited you are about your body."

"I think that's the problem. Too much body. It doesn't seem like anyone would be interested in this stretched out sack. I've had one boyfriend, two one-nighters, and one friend, who I did it with a couple of times."

"I think the body is fine. I guess it depends on who you are looking for. Are you after a one-nighter, or do you want a long term relationship?"

"I like my life the way it is. I like being able to date who I want and when I want. I don't want any boyfriend right now. But it would be nice just to have someone around to 'play' with."

"I understand. After Stacy and I split, I just decided to immerse myself with the business and I just don't want to be bothered with another relationship right now either. I'm looking to relocated the business further south in a few months and it wouldn't make sense to get involved now."

The conversation dwindled a bit, so we got out and went inside to dry off and mix another round. While I was mixing the alcohol, Susie came into the kitchen with just a towel around her hair again. 

"You don't mind do you? I'm just so much more comfortable with nothing on."

"I don't mind, so long as you don't mind me staring and getting a bit worked up."

With that she reached down and started stroking me through my shorts. 

"Worked up, huh? I'll just have to see what that means." 

And with that, she took her drink and moved to the living room and sat down on the loveseat.

It took a second to regain my composure. I took my drink and followed, sitting down next to her, making a quick adjustment so no 'tent' was showing through my shorts. 

After a few more minutes of idle chatter, the subject of sex came up again. 

"Would you really prefer a sex-only relationship right now?" she asked.

"I don't have time or energy for a commitment, but I do with something fun like that. Besides, it offers a great 'release'. Why? Are you interested in the opening?"

With that, she reached over, and again, began stroking my shaft through my shorts. 

"If the position is still open, then consider this my application."

She slid down to between my legs, and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. With long strokes she licked up and down my cock, from base to tip. Then she lifted it up and licked the underside the same way, now paying special attention to the tip. She would lick quick little circles all around the tip and then back down. Keeping her mouth wet, she then put her mouth over top, and swallowed as much as she could. With one hand at the base, moving up and down with a slight twisting motion, her mouth covered the rest of my cock. She bobbed up and down, applying extra pressure with her tongue on the underside of my shaft. Slick with saliva, her hands glided up and down effortlessly. Circling my cock I could feel the slightest roughness from her tongue on the head. Realizing how sensitive it was, she would pull off and use the tip of her tongue to quickly circle the head again. 

I could see small beads of sweat on her back, as she began getting worked up. Slowly, the musky scent of sex began to fill the air. One of her hands reached down between her legs and started slowly stroking her pussy. Within a few seconds I could hear the slickness caused by her own juices as her fingers began sliding in and out of her box. I could hear and feel each time she let out a small moan.

After a good five minutes of some great stimulation, I was ready to take some action into my own hands. I pulled her off and set her down on the couch beside me. Kicking my shorts from my ankles, I crawled up behind her. Lifting her by the hips until she was on her knees, I took my first two fingers and parted her lips. She was already very slick with her own juices. I slid my fingers back and forth, all the way along her lips; teasing her clit from time to time. Her breathing quickened and became more intense. Sweat glistened off the top of her back. After a moment or two, she was well coated, and I withdrew my fingers and replaced them with the head of my cock. 

Again, I slid it up and down the whole length of her slit. At every pause, she would stiffen and her breath would cut short, waiting for me to enter. After a minute of teasing, I placed the head of my cock inside her, and she began to moan and beg. I didn't move any further, and kept a good grip on her hips to ensure I was keeping right there. 

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Oh! Shit! Just fuck me. Please, I want to feel you inside me. Put it in already. Ohhhh!"

I still didn't move any deeper, but swayed a bit to the left and right; then a little up and down motion. I squeezed her hips, and with a quick and forceful thrust, buried myself deep inside her. Her body tensed and she began to convulse. Panting heavily, she screamed and nearly collapsed shaking with a sudden orgasm. Holding my cock deep inside her and feeling the walls of her vagina pulsating against me, I started moving up and down and side to side. As her body began to relax and her breathing became steadier, I slowly slid my shaft out, all but the head. 

Again, I held it in position, moving left and right for a minute, until she started begging again. And again I thrust as quick as I could, spreading her cheeks just a bit so I could go even deeper. 

I repeated this about four more times, each time altering how long I was staying out. Finally I could tell she was wearing out, as her walls were quivering the last time I pulled out. When I pushed back this time, I started a rhythmic movement, in and out a bit at a time. As another orgasm was hitting her I made my movements longer. In harder and out further, she was slowly sinking down onto her stomach, unable to hold herself up. 

I was now pushing with so much force that we would sink into the cushions every time I came down. Her whole body was shaking as my cock swelled, and I started spurting my cum against the back of her pussy. I grunted and pushed a few more times, and I heard her issue a cross between a scream and a moan simultaneously. 

We lay like that for a few minutes before I propped myself up a sat to relax. She curled up a bit, but could not say anything. After another ten minutes had passed, she said, "Thank you. That was fucking awesome. No one has ever done it like that before. God, that was good."

"Anytime. So what else haven't you done?" I said, beginning a new chapter in Susie's life.

To be continued...

Susie Ch. 01



Chapter 01: Five Girls

Introduction

There were five of us girls who spent most of our time together. Judy, April, Brittany, my best friend Kaitlyn, and me. My name is Susie O'Connell and I was an 18 year old senior in high school at the time. The five of us had first met our freshman year and had been almost inseparable since. We spent almost every day after school at Judy's house. Judy had no brother or sister and her parents worked until late each night and so the house was ours to use. We talked about boys and shopping, and college and being grown up and we watched TV and did homework. 

I had met Kaitlyn long before. Her parents had just been divorced when she moved into the area and we met and hit it off the first day of middle school. We met at each other's homes after school and did almost everything together. During the summer I went with her mom and brother, Corey, to the beach two or three times a week. Her mom had enough money from the divorce so she didn't need to work. Corey was two years older than Kaitlyn and me. He was overweight. He was really nice but I never felt attracted to him. He was also kind of nerdy and one of the best students in school.

DVD's

One afternoon after we got to Judy's house Judy showed us some DVD's she had found in her father's den. She played a couple of them and we were all fascinated. 

The first one started out with a guy sitting in an apartment. The doorbell rang and two girls came in. They talked a little and then the girls started removing their clothes. There wasn't much talk after that. When the girls were naked they started kissing the guy and each other. One of them took the guy's pants off and pulled out his dick. All us girls said, "eeeeuuuugh!" Kaitlyn said it was a big dick but April said they were all that size. We asked them both how they would know. 

The girls in the DVD started kissing and sucking on the guy's dick and then the guy started sucking at one of the girls twats. The doorbell rang, another guy came in and quickly undressed. There was a bunch of kissing and sucking and then the guys stuck their dicks into the girls twats and started pumping away. the girls got on top and bounced up and down. The guys were back on top with the girls kneeling. It was wild and we had never seen anything like it. The whole thing ended with the guys pumping on their dicks with their hands and a bunch of white goo squirted out all over the girls faces. 

That DVD had several scenes like that with different girls and guys. In one the guy came to the girl's room and in another they were working in an office. Most had only one guy and one girl but one had two girls and no guy. 

I liked the second DVD better. It had a girl sitting on a bed talking to a guy who wasn't shown. The guy asked her all kinds of questions like where she was from and what she was doing there. We were surprised when she answered that with, "I want to fuck." Kaitlyn and Brittany asked, "What did she say?" The rest of us repeated her answer and we collapsed into giggles. Then we went back to confirm that she actually said it and collapsed into giggles again. The guy also asked her when her first time was and she said, "14." We all gasped. I don't think any of us had any thoughts of "doing it" when we were that young. So far as I knew we were all still virgins and I think any of us would have told the others if they had actually "done it". 

The guy in the DVD asked the girl to take off her clothes and show her "tits" and "pussy." She did what he asked and pulled the sides of her twat apart so you could see inside. He then reached in front of the camera and started touching her. I could feel my nipples starting to swell and my twat felt tingly and wet. Then she touched herself and took a vibratorfrom the guy. She pushed in around and into her twat and started moaning. After she made a couple of real loud yells a naked guy came in and started kissing her breasts and then her twat. Then just like the other DVD she sucked on his dick and he started fucking her. There were three other girls who did pretty much the same thing on that DVD. 

When the DVD's were over my mouth was dry because it had been open most of the time. I think all the girls except Judy, who must have seen them before, were stunned. We had a long conversation about the DVD's and fucking and what it must feel like and how we felt while watching them. One thing we did learn from the tape was that not all dicks were the same size and that the first one we saw was about medium sized.

Vibrator

The next day at school, Judy told us she had a "surprise." When we got to her house, the "surprise" turned out to be a vibrstor like the girls in the DVD's had used on their twats. She had found it in her mother's dresser. It used batteries and buzzed when it was turned on. She said she wanted to try it and asked if the rest of us wanted to join her. We agreed and she said we all needed to get undressed. 

After undressing and before trying it we spent some time comparing our breasts and twats. We had been doing this off and on since we first started having breasts that showed. April had been the first and still had the largest breasts. We each took turns feeling them. They were soft and her nipples were hard and pushed out. The dark area around the nipples was also harder. She said they didn't always do that. Usually they were soft like the rest of the breast. 

Kaitlyn and Judy had good sized breasts; however, Brittany had almost no breasts at all. Her chest seemed to be almost as flat as a boy's. When we touched each others breasts they all hardened like April's. Brittany said it really felt good! All of the girls said the same. 

I am embarrassed about my breasts. They are like little cones instead of fleshy mounds. My nipples are really big and when the other girls felt them almost the entire nipple and the area around it got much bigger and really hard. I thought they got bigger than the rest of my breasts. It felt good when they started touching but quickly they started hurting. 

Most of the twats were the same, just slits between our legs surrounded by hair. April had a lot more hair growing around hers and Kaitlyn had some skin showing from inside the slit with small flaps of skin sticking out from the slit between her legs. 

We argued about who would try the vinrator first and finally agreed that it would be Judy since she had found it. The rest of us would take turns based on drawing slips of paper from a bowl. 

Judy turned it on and touched it around her twat. She said it felt good but not as good as when we touched her breasts. When she said this Brittany started lightly touching Judy's breasts. Then Judy pushed the thing into her twat. "Owww!" she said and we all jumped back. She pulled it out and blood was coming from her twat. We didn't know what to do! Thankfully, it didn't bleed much. 

"What was that?" asked April. 

Judy replied, "I don't know but it hurt!" 

We couldn't get all the blood cleaned up and Judy decided to tell her mother that one of the girls' periods had started unexpectedly. We decided not to do anything more with the vibrator.

We Lose Our Virginity

We talked about what had happened and wondered why the girls in the DVD didn't have any trouble. Kaitlyn suggested that maybe they had a different kind of vibrator and Brittany said she thought that maybe we just needed to be older before we could use it. Then April pointed out that we should all remember that when a girl first have sex it breaks her hymen. She remineded us that when the hymen breaks it bleeds. So we knew what had caused Judy's bleeding. After talking about it we decided to use the vibrator again and have a hymen breaking, loss of virginity party. We scheduled that for the next week. 

Here's how it worked. Each girl brought a clean handkerchief. We took turns and one of the girls would carefully push the vibrator into another girl's twat. When the bleeding started, she would catch a little of the blood in the center of the handkerchief. A drop of the blood would also be placed at the corner of each of the other girls' handkerchief. The girls would initial the corners with their drop of blood and the date would be placed on the handkerchiefs. That way we would each have a memento of the day we lost our virginity. 

Everything went well. None of the other girls had as much pain as Judy had but that might be because we were ready for it and were more careful in inserting the cylinder. Two girls didn't bleed. Judy, because she had already lost her virginity when she used the vibrator before and Kaitlyn. The book had said that some girls lose their hymen without intercourse so we guessed that was the reason. 

In order that Judy and Kaitlyn would also have a memento, April sterilized a needle at Judy's stove and pricked their twats so we could collect their blood on the handkerchiefs. We were also careful that no blood got on furniture or the carpet. We didn't think it would be a good idea for Judy to tell her mother another girl had her period unexpectedly. 

After that, we would often get undressed and share the vibrator. While doing this every girl, except Brittany, had at least one orgasm. When I had an orgasm my belly and the inside of my twat also went into spasms that caused me to jerk around and cry out. All the girls, except Brittany, had spasms of some kind but we didn't all cry out.

Our First Boy

It was April who suggested we move beyond the vibrator and get a boy to stick his dick into our twats. We all wanted to do this and spent a lot of time discussing how to do it and what boy we should get. 

We decided on Derek, one of the cutest seniors and one who didn't have any obvious regular girl friend. Since April had the biggest boobs and was probably the cutest of us we decided that she should talk to him and ask him to come over after school for a "special surprise". We talked a bit about the white stuff that came out of the dick of all the men on the tape. We weren't sure exactly what it was like but we didn't want it getting all over the furniture or carpet. I told them that I would bring a vinyl tablecloth that we could use. We also decided that we would capture some of the stuff on handkerchiefs as mementos like the ones we had for our virginity. 

We argued about who would go first. We didn't want to let April go first because she had the idea, nor did we want Judy to go first just because it was her house. We decided to draw numbers and the order was: Brittany, Kaitlyn, me, April and Judy. Judy was a little upset because it was her house but we managed to calm her down and get her to agree. 

Everything went as planned. When the day arrived, we all undressed, except for April and sat on the couch. We had cushions covered by the tablecloth on the floor. April stripped down to her panties and bra. 

When Derek arrived, April went to the door, welcomed him and brought him into the room where we were waiting. He was wide-eyed as we all stood up and came over to him. April turned around and asked him to help unfasten her bra. We could see him shaking as he honored her request. It took a while but the bra came loose and April threw it across the room. Then she pulled down her panties, waved them in his face and threw them after the bra. Derek stood there, silent and staring. 

Each of us, in the selected order then gave Derek a kiss, took one of his hands and drew it across our breasts. Then we took the hand and put it between our legs. When April did this, she squeezed him hard. It was clear he had no idea what was happening or what to do. He just stood there letting us use him. 

The Judy unbuttoned his shirt. April went behind him and pulled the shirt off. Brittany got on the floor, untied his shoes and took them off. I unzipped his pants and pulled them down. We could see his dick pushing out inside his underwear. Kaitlyn tried to pull down his underpants but they stuck on his dick. I reached inside and grabbed it. It was real hard but warm with a soft, slightly sticky covering. With me holding his dick back, Kaitlyn managed to pull the underwear off. 

We each spent time examining his dick and balls. "Look!" Kaitlyn shouted, "his balls are moving." We all looked and they were, indeed, rolling around inside the covering of skin. None of us had seen a real dick before and I was fascinated. It was harder than I expected and smaller than the ones we had seen in the DVD's. The end was softer than the rest, kind of spongy. 

I could feel his hard balls inside the skin covering and liked playing with them. Judy noticed that they could be pushed up inside his body and we all tried doing that and watching them fall back out. Derek just stood there with a grin on his face. 

Then we all sat down on the couch with our legs spread wide. April told him that he was to kiss and lick all our twats. he seemed confused and she showed him what to do on Judy. Once he saw what was wanted he had no trouble doing it. When he did Brittany she moaned real load. April grabbed his head and pushed it hard into her twat. 

Then we had him lie down on the cushions and took turns sucking his dick. Brittany was first and she said, "look!" She showed us a small drop of liquid coming out of the hole at the end of his dick. She touched it and it pulled away leaving a string behind. "It's slippery," she said, "and it tastes good," sticking her finger in her mouth. 

After sucking, it was time for the fucking. We kept him lying on his back with his dick sticking up into the air. Brittany straddled him to be the first. I was on his right arm and put his hand between my legs. Judy was on the other side with his left hand between her legs. April positioned herself over his head with the idea that he could lick her twat while Brittany went down on his dick. Kaitlyn was between his legs to be sure his dick went into Brittany. Brittany sat down and Derek's dick disappeared inside her. 

Brittany moaned and went wild. She kept saying, "Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow! ..." as she bounced up and down on his dick. None of us expected this reaction. Derek went stiff and started moving his hips side to side, up and down. He had no interest in fingering my twat or Judy's twat or in sucking on April. 

Then Brittany's "Wow's" turned into screams, "WOW!!!! WOW!!!! WOW!!!" culminating in a scream of pure unbearable delight. Meanwhile Derek started moaning and then puffing. As Brittany made her final scream we could see her abdomen spasming in orgasm. Derek too was jerking and yelling. From between his legs Kaitlyn yelled, "Goo is coming out!" All of us except Brittany jumped over to look. Sure enough, a white goo was coming out of Brittany's twat from around Derek's dick. We all felt it. It was both sticky and slimy as well as warm. I thought it smelled awful. 

"How do those girls on the DVD swallow this stuff," I said as I tried tasting it. None of the others could answer me. Brittany collapsed onto Derek's chest and gave him a huge kiss on his lips. 

So Brittany finally got her orgasm. We also found out that once a guy had squirted that white stuff (the sex book calls it "semen" and the DVD's usually called it "come") his dick wouldn't get hard again. We were all mad at Brittany since we were supposed to all take turns riding Derek's dick before he squirted and now we didn't have the chance. 

Brittany apologized, "I couldn't help myself. I got so excited seeing his dick and touching it and having him touch me. And then when his dick was inside me it felt so exciting I couldn't stop. Wow! that was great. Is that what you all felt with the vibrator? Wow! that was great." 

Derek just lay there with a big grin, his dick was much smaller, totally soft to the touch and as flexible as a rope. we all spent a little time playing with it and also got drops of his semen on our handkerchiefs. 

"Since Brittany used up Derek, what are we going to do for the rest of us?" asked Judy. 

April spoke up and asked Derek, "do you think you could get four other boys to come here next week?" 

Derek said "Yeah!" enthusiastically and without hesitation. 

We cleaned him up before letting him have his clothes and sending him on his way. As he left, April reminded him to come by exactly one week from today with exactly four other boys. 

We spend a little time discussing how to work things with one boy for each of us and spent the rest of the afternoon quizzing Brittany about how it felt to have a dick inside her and discussing the afternoon with Derek. 

The next day at school, Brittany was clearly upset. That afternoon she broke down. 

"I'm pregnant, she cried. "When a boy's semen goes into you it makes you pregnant!" 

We checked the sex ed book and found that it doesn't happen every time. But she was still very concerned and also insisted that it does happen every time you have an orgasm. We tried calming her to little effect. 

Judy said, "if we are going to have five boys over we need to make sure we don't get pregnant. We all agreed and after reading some more from the book and discussing things over we decided to buy condoms. Kaitlyn volunteered to see if she could get her brother, Corey, to do it for us. "I'll tell him I just want to see what they look like," she said. 

We then concentrated on helping Brittany and did our homework.

More Boys

This time when the boys came we decided to start start fully clothed rather than naked. 

Judy answered the door to find Derek, two other boys from our school, Robert and David, Derek's big brother Jason, who was three years older than we were, and another boy who Derek said was his cousin, Randy. Randy lived 10 miles away and was a year older. 

Jason started right off by saying, "I thought you said the girls would be naked! They aren't naked!" 

Judy told him, "we will be, but you need to wait. Haven't you ever heard of foreplay?" Judy has definitely been reading too much of that sex ed book. 

Jason quieted down but all the boys seemed a little disappointed. I told them, "Just wait. We are going to make sure you have a good time." 

We then told them to pick a girl's name from a bowl and Jason complained. "Derek told me that I could have April. If I can't have April then I'm leaving." 

I got worried but April spoke up, "you will do this the way we decide, if not, you can leave and you won't ever be asked back again. If one of you other boys picks my name you may trade with Jason, but the other boy can also keep me if you wish, accept it or leave, leave NOW!" 

Jason grumbled, but stayed. Derek picked Kaitlyn, Randy picked April and told Jason, "I'll trade with you." Jason then picked me and gave my name to Jason. I was sure glad. Jason seemed like a bully and I didn't want him. Robert picked Brittany and Derek said, "You're lucky, she's the best!" That meant David got Judy. 

We started by each doing a strip tease for all the boys. We sat them on the couch and each of us in turn slowly removed our clothes. When we bared our breasts we said, "Go ahead and feel them" and bent down for them to do so. When we removed our panties we threw them at the boy who picked our name and then went around to the boys and told them they could feel our twat. Jason stuck his fingers up mine. It surprised me but felt good. I could see their dicks starting to push up in their jeans. 

As each of us finished we sat on the lap of the boy who had picked us. When we were all done we told the boys to stand up and we started taking off their clothes. As an item of clothes was removed we rotated our positions to a different boy. Once they were down to their underpants we each went to the boy who had picked our name and removed his underpants. 

I was surprised, Randy had a really big dick. Almost as big as some of the ones I had seen on the DVD. The other boys had different sizes. Jason's was slightly larger than the others, except for Randy, and David had the smallest. Robert had a strange dick. It had skin covering practically the whole thing. All the others had a soft tip which was made of a different kind of skin. 




Susie Ch. 01



We all played with the dicks and balls. We had discussed not sucking them until we each had a drop of liquid on the tip. I managed to do that with Randy but some of the girls started sucking dick before anything came out. 

Brittany said, "Hey look. I can fold this skin back and Robert has a tip just like the others inside." As she pulled the skin back and then let it fall over the tip again we all watched. 

Jason said, "that's because he wasn't circumcised." 

Brittany asked what that meant and when Jason told her that all the other boys had had that part of their dick cut off when they were babies we all said "EEUUUGH!" But that didn't stop us from playing with them. We changed boys from time to time in order to play with and suck all their dicks. Each of us experimented with David's extra skin and he really seemed to be enjoying it. 

Then each of us took "our" boy to a different vinyl tablecloth on the floor. We asked the boys to lay down on their backs and we put the condoms on their dicks. Kaitlyn had gotten them from her brother, Corey, apparently without a problem. Then we got down to work. 

I don't know exactly what each of the others did, except that I saw Jason pumping away at April on top like some of the guys in the DVD. We had decided not to ask the boys to do that because we weren't sure they would know how. I sat on Randy's face and asked him to kiss and suck my twat. He obliged and it felt great. I could tell I was about to have an orgasm and moved from his face to his dick. 

As I moved up and down on Randy, I felt a warm and tingling sensation inside me. I could hear Jason grunting loudly and Brittany saying "wow, Wow, Wow" much more softly than last week. The others were making much quieter sounds. I was totally quiet, just enjoying the sensation of Randy's dick filling me up and then coming out, and then filling me up again. Randy was touching and massaging and squeezing and then lightly touching my breasts and nipples over and over. That further increased my excitement. 

Then Randy said "Wait! Stop!" and squeezed my nipples hard. 

I stopped and asked, "what's the matter?" 

Randy said, " I almost came and I don't want to yet. Can we slow down? Maybe I could be on top like Randy. I'll take it easier than he is." 

I asked if he knew how to do it and he said I wasn't his first girl so I let him roll on top. 

That was great. I could relax completely and enjoy the sensations of the dick going in and out. He still used one hand to caress, and squeeze my tits. Sometimes he would move his hand down to my twat and finger a particularly sensitive part of it. I started to breath heavily and I could feel the orgasm building, first inside my twat, then in my abdomen and then in my breasts and finally all around the lips of my twat as Randy's dick went in and out, in and out. I started yelling, "aahh, aahh, aahh" and Randy responded to each with a short grunt. Suddenly my entire abdomen and twat exploded. I closed my eyes and screamed. I could feel my twat spasms sucking at Randy's dick. He suddenly let out a loud grunt and stopped pumping. I knew that he was releasing his goo into the condom and I wished it was being released inside me so I could feel it inside and then dripping out. I could feel Randy's dick throbbing inside as my twat milked it dry. Randy gave my tits one last squeeze and lay down on top of me. He gave me a big kiss, his tongue went into my mouth and his arms surrounded me. We both lay there without moving. I was exhausted and totally relaxed. 

"Hey you two, get up," that was Judy. All the other couples were up and the boys were getting dressed. The girls were still naked and sitting on the couch. 

Randy got up and I could feel his limp dick pop out of me. I grabbed it and removed the condom with his goo inside. I sniffed it and it smelled just as bad as Derek's. How do those girls on the DVD swallow this stuff? 

After the boys left we took our filled condoms and finished making our handkerchief mementos. 

None of the other girls had as good an experience as I did. Jason had pumped and pumped on April, filling the condom but leaving her totally unsatisfied. He finished way before the other couples. Brittany said she had an orgasm but not nearly as intense as the first time with Derek. She said she just wasn't as excited this time. Neither of the other girls had an orgasm but both said they enjoyed the feeling of the boy's dick inside them. None of the other boys had played with their breasts or touched their twats like Randy had done with me. 

All the girls knew that I had a major orgasm since they were all finished by that time and had been watching Randy and me. Judy said she came closer to an orgasm watching us than she had with David.

All the Boys in the Class

All of us were now officially non-virgins and had had a boy's dick inside us. We had all had orgasms, at least with a vibrator, and two of us had intense orgasms with boys. What next? 

Kaitlyn said we should continue up with other boys in the senior class. Kaitlyn suggested we have a one boy party with one of them just like we had originally with Derek. The rest of us objected, pointing out how the time with Derek hadn't really worked out for any of us but Brittany. She changed our minds by pointing out that we knew more about how to do it and because we all now had experience with boys we would not be likely to get carried away like Brittany had. 

Judy brought up the subject of our periods. "What if one of us is in her period? She won't be able to have sex." 

We agreed that this was an issue. 

April asked us all when our periods were due and we realized that we had a week before any of us would be in our period. She pointed out that all of us would be having our periods in the two weeks after that and then there would be a two week period when all of us would be free. She said,"I realized that we have been doing most of these sex activities when we weren't in our periods and then we seemed to have them close together." 

We then decided to see if we could manage two meetings with five boys next week so we would miss our periods. After that we would get with a single boy. 

Kaitlyn suggested that the single boy be Johnny Miller. Johnny Miller was infamous. He had the nicknames 'cherry picker' or sometimes 'cherry popper' or ' Johnny the popper'. We understood that girls went to him for their first sex because he knew how to make it enjoyable. Some of them kept going back to him for the orgasms he gave. Surprisingly he was also studious, one of the best students in school and even kind of a nerd. 

We all agreed to have Johnny come over after our periods. Then we made a list of ten boys we thought might be willing to come over. We put the names in a bowl and each of us picked two boys. We were to invite our two boys over the next week. That boy would be ours to fuck although we would still suck them all and allow each boy to touch all of our breasts and twats. We also decided that starting out naked worked out better than the strip tease. 

Each of the two parties worked out real well. We got a good look at the sizes of various penises and found three other boys who were not circumcised. None of us had any trouble getting the boys to come but most of the boys were taken aback when they arrived to find us naked. 

Most of them participated anxiously but a few really held back and had to be pulled into the room and then given extra encouragement to participate. Two of them had trouble getting stiff dicks. Their girls took them away from the others into a bedroom and apparently both came through when they were alone. 

The first week Jane's boy, Bradon, had the limp dick. She reported that his dick "popped right up" when they got into private and that he had turned into, "an animal." She said that she had two orgasms. One while he sucked at her twat and another when she rocked away on his dick. He got some kidding from the other boys when they came back in the room but Jane's attitude and obvious pleasure as well as the fact that Bradon's dick was starting to swell again quieted them down. I was surprised since it seemed that whenever the boys shot off, they were limp for quite a while. Maybe Bradon was an exception. His dick looked pretty big and I wished we could have kept him around to see if he could squirt again, maybe inside of me. 

The second week it was Kaitlyn's boy, Stan, who had the problem. She told us that they sat on the bed naked while she played with his dick and encouraged him to play with her body. She said she told him that he had a nice dick and was looking forward to having it inside her. She encouraged him to feel inside and told him that she wanted his dick there instead of his fingers. She said she bet his dick wanted to be there too. This worked as he became harder and harder. She said that as soon as it got real hard she got on it without a condom and told Stanley how great that felt. He told her it felt great for him too. After a short time she put a condom on him and continued bouncing on top of him. When she got tired she asked him to be on top and they rolled over. She encouraged him to push in and out faster and faster. She said it didn't take long for him to start yelling and squirting after that. 

The first week Kaitlyn had another, different experience. That week her boy was Frank. While all of us were getting down with our boys (I already had mine's dick in my twat) one of the other boys yelled. "Look at Frank." I turned to see Frank's dick squirting goo two or three feet in the air. It kept squirting and with each squirt it jerked wildly. After two or three foot-long squirts it settled down and started going limp with goo oozing out. The other boys yelled, "look at the jizz fly," and "way to go Frank." They all started laughing and laughing. My boy, Peter, sat up, knocking me over and causing his dick to come out. 

Kaitlyn was kneeling next to him holding a condom with a streak of goo running from her hair across her face to the edge of her lip. She wiped some of it off with her finger and licked it off. She then wiped more off and stuck in Frank's mouth. She whispered something to him and they went off to clean up. I could hear them giggling in the bathroom as I got back onto Peter's dick and started bouncing. 

Afterwards Kaitlyn told us that Frank had started squirting as soon as she touched his dick in order to put on the condom. She said that she didn't like the taste of the goo much but that she had cleaned him up by licking it all off him and had him lick off what had gotten on her face. After they came out of the bathroom they cleaned up the goo on their tablecloth and the little of it that had squirted onto the carpet. She had him lick the last of it off the tablecloth and then they lay down feeling at each others bodies.

The Last Boy

Only Johnny was left. We would have him come as soon as our periods were over. 

We picked Brittany to invite him because she was probably the least physically mature. She could pretend she needed his 'cherry popping' services.. Of course our experiences with the other boys in the class had left her with a reputation as a real sexual tiger among us. She had an orgasm with every boy she had been with and seemed to leave them intensely satisfied despite her lack of breasts. We were hoping that Johnny would not be aware of this. 

Brittany did, indeed, have no trouble getting him to come and we decide that wearing clothes would best with him. He arrived expecting to deflower Brittany and was surprised to find five girls. Brittany started the proceedings by removing her top and asking him to rub her nipples. While he was doing that I removed my top and bra and asked him to touch my tits. He started commenting about aureoles and mammaries. I didn't know what he meant but he seemed pleased. The other girls followed and he really got into it, including kissing April's breasts in several spots. 

Brittany then removed the rest of her clothes and pulled his hand to her twat. He felt around and asked if he could feel inside her "vagina." She said yes and he stuck his finger up her twat. He said he could feel her "survicks" or something like that and asked if he could look at her "klitorus." I told him he could feel now and we would give him a chance to look later. I was getting a bit impatient. 

As each girl took off the rest of her clothes he eagerly felt their twat and stuck his fingers inside continuing to mumble about vaginas and survicks and even klitorus. When Kaitlyn took off her panties he said "you have big labia, can I feel them too." None of us knew what he was talking about but Kaitlyn said, "OK," and all he did was squeeze and fondle the flaps of skin that came out of her twat between her legs. He was also very fond of the hair around April's twat and spend a lot of time feeling it. 

We started undressed him and Judy removed his underpants. His dick was about average and was not very stiff. I was worried that we might have another "limp dick" but it quickly responded as we each touched and sucked on it. 

After we spent some time working on his dick and balls we all crowded together on the couch with our legs spread and told him he could look and feel all he wanted. He asked if he could use his "penis" and have "intercourse" but April told him, "No, that will come later." I told him he could feel and kiss us with his hands and mouth anywhere he wanted. 

He really gave us an awakening. He gently caressed each of our twats in turn and then pushed several fingers inside and started sucking at the twat. He was licking close to the front and I found it intense. Every once in a while he would stick his tongue inside and then go back to licking the front of the twat. 

Each of us, in turn started moaning as he did this and then each of us experienced an orgasm each making different sounds as our abdomens and twats went into spasms. April asked, "what did you just do?" Johnny replied that he had "stimulated her klitorus and maybe her G spot." He said that was where women got the most pleasure. We had to agree with him. 

We had him lie on cushions on the floor and Judy put a condom on him. He stopped her, took it and put it on himself. He said that you need to press all the air out before putting it on and showed us how he had done that. 

We took turns sitting on his dick and moving up and down. First we took a couple of one minute turns and then started five minute turns. Kaitlyn took the third five minute turn and about halfway through Johnny made a loud grunt and started pushing hard into her while also rolling his hips. When she got off his dick was getting limp and the condom was filled with his sticky, slippery, bad smelling, white goo. 

None of us had an orgasm with his dick in our twats but we all agreed he knew something about how to lick it. 

We cleaned his dick up and he got dressed. We stayed naked. On his way out he asked if he could come back. We looked at each other in general agreement and Brittany said, "Yes" and that we would let him know when. But that was not to be.

Aftermath

I guess it was bound to happen, with so many boys involved, that someone would tell on us. I don't know who did it but I suspect Jason was bragging to some older boys and one of them told on us. 

Anyway, when Judy's mom and dad found out what we had been doing we lost all privileges at her house. 

My mom and dad, Brittany's mom and dad and April's mom and dad told us we were not to be around the other girls. Kaitlyn didn't seem to get in any trouble. Either her parents didn't find out or didn't care.

Because Kaitlyn wasn't forbidden to be with the rest of us I kept in touch with her and we stayed good friends. I didn't tell my parents that Kaitlyn was one of the five girls who had the sex parties so they didn't object to my seeing her. 

Of course, the kids at school found out what we had been doing and started calling us the "5F's" which stood for "Five Fucking Females," attached to two other, usually unflattering words. However, I kind of liked "Five Fucking Fabulous Fucking Females." 

The five of us still got together occasionally but couldn't have any sex parties. Brittany was doing fine on her own, dragging one boy or another off to have sex every few days. She hadn't gotten pregnant from Derek but eventually this lifestyle caught up with her. She left school, maybe prgnant, maybe with some STD and I never saw her again but heard that she became a prostitute. 

I got Randy's phone number from Derek and he and I get together for our own activity every week or two. He doesn't give me an orgasm every time but I always have a lot of fun with him and do have an orgasm now and then. 

Kaitlyn and Johnny spend a lot of afternoons together with Johnny working her twat with his orgasmic tongue. She told me that Johnny had become an 'orgasm expert' just by extensive reading. "I guess being the smart boy in class had something to do with his sexual prowess," she told me. 

I wonder if the rest of the girls miss those afternoons at Judy's as much as I do.



Susie Ch. 02



Susie O' #2 -- Kaitlyn's Brother 

I'm Susie. This story occurs just after I graduated from high school. 

Earlier I told you about how I had sex with several boys along with four of my girlfriends. When our parents found out we were forbidden to see each other and lost the use of Jane's house where we were free to hold our "sex parties." 

My best friend, Kaitlyn, wasn't punished the way the rest of us were and was not forbidden to see any of us. I thought that was because her mom didn't know or didn't care. 

Because Kaitlyn wasn't forbidden to be with the rest of us I kept in touch with her and we stayed good friends. I didn't tell my parents that Kaitlyn was one of the five girls who had the sex parties so they didn't object to my seeing her.

I had met Kaitlyn just after her parents were divorced. She moved into the area and we met and hit it off the first day of middle school. We met at each other's homes after school and did almost everything together. During the summer I went with her mom and brother, Corey, to the beach two or three times a week. Her mom had enough money from the divorce so she didn't need to work.

Kaitlyn's Confessions

One day, shortly after graduation, Kaitlyn and I were reminiscing about the days at Jane's house and I said I guess her parents weren't in touch with the others because she hadn't been punished or told not to see the others. Kaitlyn said that wasn't the case at all. "In fact," she said, " my mom knew about it after the first time we had a group of boys over for sex." 

I was astonished. "How?" I said. "Didn't she try to stop you?" 

"Well, she did try to talk me out of it but I told her I had already had sex and enjoyed it so I was going to keep it up." 

She then told the story. 

"You remember how I agreed to have Corey get condoms for us? Well, he only brought me a couple of condoms. After all I told him that I just wanted to see what they looked like. When I said that wasn't enough I had to tell him that it was for a group of friends and he said he wouldn't get them. Then he told my mom what I wanted." 

"She sat me down and started asking questions. I couldn't lie to her, she has a way of knowing. So I told her about the sex parties. Of course then we had only had Derek over and only Brittany really had sex with him but we had been watching those DVD's and using the vibrator and had sucked on Derek's cock and let him suck our pussies so I knew I wanted more sex and real sex."

"Especially after the way Brittany acted." I mentioned, wistfully. Brittany had a major orgasm with Derek.

"My mom had a long talk with me about the possibility of pregnancy and problems with having sex at my age and not married but finally agreed not to stop me. I'm 18 and I don't think she could stop me anyway. In fact, she bought the condoms. She also took me to a gynecologist and he talked to me about diseases that could be given to people through sex. He gave me a prescription for birth control pills and told me to never skip a day taking them. the doctor also gave me a sex ed book that was detailed about how to have sex and what to do to avoid pregnancy and diseases. I think it was stuff I read in that book that helped me with those two boys. Remember, one couldn't get his prick stiff (that's called 'impotence', by the way) and the other squirted all over me before I could even put the condom on him (that's called 'premature ejaculation'). You know, I don't even remember who they were." 

"Wow!" I said, "I wish my mom were like yours. She went ballistic when she found out about the sex parties. Maybe I'm 18 but I think she would throw me out of the house." 

"I don't think she would do that," Kaitlyn said and continued, "Well, my mom wasn't happy but she knows I can have sex anyway and there isn't much she can do about it." 

Kaitlyn added, "You know I still see Johnny Miller and I have sex with him." 

"I suspected as much," I told her. "I still have sex with Randy."

"You tell me about every time you get together with him, Susie," she told me, " so I know that."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Well my mom knows that I am having sex with Johnny and even lets us get together in my bedroom without disturbing us when he is over." 

"That's too much to believe!" 

"Well she likes him and she knows how good he is at pleasing me." 

"I can imagine," I said thinking back to how Johnny had brought all five of us to orgasm just by playing with and sucking our twats in the right way. 

Kaitlyn finished with a laugh, "It also doesn't hurt that Johnny is one of the best students in the school. In fact he's read everything he can about sex, that's one reason he's so good at it."

I thought to myself that Kaitlyn's mom probably wouldn't be so accommodating if she knew how promiscuous Johnny was. "I understand he has sex with lots of girls."

"Yeah," Kaitlyn sighed, "I guess that's the downside of lusting after a guy who's great at sex."

Kaitlyn's brother

Kaitlyn then told me, almost as an afterthought, "You know, my brother has never had sex."

I was surprised, "Corey has never had sex? I assumed he must have had sex when you said he could get condoms." I was also surprised because he was in college. I kind of assumed all college guys had sex.

Kaitlyn didn't answer my question and continued, "One thing I did was to tell him that he could join the sex parties if he would get condoms for us. I really did plan to ask everyone to include him but then the parents found out." 

Kaitlyn said, "I also know he does almost anything when I ask in the right way and I felt, like, an older guy would be able to buy condoms easier than girls like us. But then he bought the smallest number he could and didn't want to go buy a big pack." 

Wistfully she added, "It would sure be nice if some girl would introduce him to sex." 

Well, Corey is two years older than us, short and overweight. He was a really good student in high school and is now going to Caltech. He lives at the school but comes home most weekends. He is kinda cute in a chubby sort of way.

As I thought about Corey, I heard myself saying, "I could do that." 

I had spoken the thought aloud and now it was too late to take it back. I had been thinking about how nice he always was to me and the way he would pay attention to everything I said. I was thinking he deserved to have sex with someone who liked him. "Maybe it's not such a bad idea," I thought. 

Kaitlyn said, "You would? I bet he would like that. He has told me you are cute and once asked me if you were one of the 'sex party girls'. I could see his prick stiffen up when I told him you were." 

"How would we do it?" I asked. 

Kaitlyn said, "we can plan it just like we did the sex parties. Maybe we can even ask Corey to help with the planning." 

"WHAT! Talk to him about how to have sex for the first time? That's crazy!" I was aghast. 

"Well who better to talk to about what he wants. You know how the plans we made improved our sex parties and thinking about them beforehand made them more exciting for us. I bet if he is involved you will both have great sex." 

"Well, OK," I said, "but this is a one time thing. After this he needs to get his own girls. I insist that he know that."

Planning for Sex

Kaitlyn went to get Corey and my thoughts were racing. I didn't expect things to happen this fast. What would I say to him? I felt really embarrassed. 

Kaitlyn came in with Corey. "I told him you wanted to have sex with him to make up for us not being able to come to any of the sex parties." 

Corey said, "Uuuhh, really?" in a very soft, shy voice. 

I said a reluctant, "yes." 

Corey's voice got a bit louder, "Great! When?" 

"We're going to talk about it and make plans about when and where," I told him. "How would you like to 'do it'?" 

"I thought we would just get undressed and do it," he said with a note of disappointment. 

I found myself saying, "You can get undressed if you want but I am staying clothed right now. We will have a much better time if we think about what we are going to do. I also want to be sure you understand some things about what I like so I can enjoy myself as much as you do." 

"Uuuhh, OK," quietly. 

"So what would you like to do before we have sex?" 

"Uuuhh, get undressed?" 

"You sure have a one-track mind," I told him, "No, I mean that we should do something like go to a movie." 

"Well, OK, if that's what you want." 

"Here, sit next to me," I requested.

After he did, I took his hand and put it on my leg. "You can rub my leg while we sit in the theater." 

I pulled his hand up to my crotch. "You can even feel way up here, I would even let you put a finger under my panties. Just be sure to do it so no one can see. Would that be OK?" 

"UUUHH, Yes," he said with enthusiasm.

"You can also touch my tits," I took his hand and put it on one of my breasts. "Just do it unobtrusively. I am sure you will agree that will increase the excitement when we have sex later that evening." 

"Sure, I can see that!" he exclaimed.

"And I will probably do some of this." I put my hand on his swollen dick and rubbed it lightly. 

"UUUHH!" he exclaimed. "He's so expressive for a supposedly smart guy," I thought. 

"We need to decide where we will have sex and talk about how we will do it," I said.

"Can't we just do it in the back of the car," he proposed, "there's a lot of space in my car." 

"No, I want something comfortable. It doesn't need to be a bed but not a cramped car or hard floor. A motel room would be best. We could use your bedroom but Kaitlyn here will be listening in. I guess it will be OK with your mom?" 

"Uuuhh, I don't know." 

I asked Kaitlyn, "What do you think?" 

"I think a motel or hotel room would be great. I bet I could even get my mom to pay for it," she claimed. 

"You've got to be kidding!" I said. 

"No, I'll go ask now." 

Corey joined me in saying, "No!" but she was out the door. 

'Doesn't she think we have money of our own?" I asked him. "I could pay for a motel room from the money I make at the coffee shop." I have a summer job as morning hostess at a chain coffee shop. "Don't you have money?"

"Of course," he answered, "I have payments from the trust fund my father set up as part of the divorce settlement."

"Well, unless one of us runs after her I she will talk to your mother," I said, doing nothing. 

He stayed sitting next to me. I think he liked it there. "Let's talk about details," I said.

"Why?" Corey asked. 

"Because I want to be sure you know how to do this. I am the one with experience here and I know that boys can be satisfied with sex when the girl feels like nothing happened. I agreed to have sex with you for myself, not just for you." 

A thought crossed my mind and I asked him, "You do know that this is just for this one time and I don't expect you to be asking me for sex after this." 

He looked very disappointed, "No, I didn't know that." 

I told him, "It's not that I don't like you but I already have boy I usually have sex with and I think you should get your own girls. If you give me a really good time I may ask you for sex again but I don't want you asking me. Understood!" 

"Uuuhh, yeah," he stated with great reluctance.

Kaitlyn's Mom

Kaitlyn came back in the room with a big smile. "She wants to talk to you. Right now!" That was addressed to me, not Corey. Now I was in for it.

I went downstairs. Kaitlyn's mom was waiting for me in the family room. 

"Hello, Mrs. Daniels. Kaitlyn says you want to talk to me." 

"Yes, dear. Susie, Kaitlyn says that you plan to have sex with Corey." 

I gulped. "Yes, Mrs. Daniels. Kaitlyn said that Corey likes me." 

"Well, dear I think Corey has had a crush on you since he started noticing girls," she said. 

"I never noticed, Mrs. Daniels. Kaitlyn just said that he liked me," I answered honestly, surprised at what she had said. 

"Well if you paid attention to the way he would look at you when he was with you, you would have noticed." 

"I noticed that he was looking at me but I assumed he looked at all the girls. A lot of boys look at me and other girls, you know. He never said anything."

"I know very well, Susie. Believe me when I tell you that Corey was not looking at all the girls, mostly he was looking just at you. And like many boys he is shy about girls and would not have said anything. You were also quite young for most of the time he has known you. He may have thought it wouldn't be right to talk to such a young girl about his feelings. I have worked very hard to get him to consider other's feelings, especially girls' feelings. His father was not like that and I don't want him to be like his father that way." 

"Well, Mrs. Daniels," I said "Kaitlyn said he liked me. She also said that he has never had sex and that when he learned I was one of the girls having sex with boys at Judy's house he was excited and sad that he wasn't able to be there. I thought it might make him feel happy if I had sex with him anyway." 

"So you don't really want to have sex with him, you are just doing this to 'make him happy'?" 

I thought and thought. "I'm not sure exactly why I want to have sex with him. I like Corey and he has always been real nice to me. I didn't decide to do this just because it will make him happy. I know I wouldn't have told Kaitlyn that I wanted to do it unless I really wanted to. I guess it's several things. I think Corey wants it and it will make him happy. And I guess I want it too. For sure, I like him and I know I want to make him happy." 

"And afterwards. Will you be seeing him as his girlfriend?" she asked me. 

"I have told him that this is for one time only," I told her. "This may not be the only time but I can't think past this one time so I don't know. I wouldn't want Corey to be hurt because we don't do it again but I don't want to say we will when I don't know. I have been having sex with another boy and I told Corey that" 

"Susie, dear, does your mother know you are still having sex?" 

"Goodness no!" I exclaimed, "Mrs Daniels, she went ballistic when she found out about the sex we were having at Judy's house. I couldn't tell her I am still having sex." 

Mrs. Daniels persisted, "Well, Susie, I do think you should tell her. There are things she could help you with, I am sure." 

"Maybe she could, Mrs. Daniels, but I am not sure she would. She would be too upset." 

"Well. Please consider telling her, Susie. You are so young, just like Kaitlyn. I am not sure it's good for you to be having sex." 

"Eighteen isn't that young, Mrs. Daniels. I bet most girls our age have had sex," I claimed. "And you let Kaitlyn have sex. Kaitlyn says you know that she and Johnny are having sex in her room." 

"Yes, I do. I have told her I disapprove but I would rather she have sex here than somewhere else."

She abruptly changed the subject back to Corey and me, "Susie, Kaitlyn tells me that you and Corey want me to pay for a hotel room for your sexual encounter." 

"Oh no, Mrs. Daniels! That was Kaitlyn's idea. Both Corey and I told her no but she rushed down here to ask you anyway. I would never ask for such a thing! Corey and I can certainly pay for our own motel room if that's what we want." 

"Thank you for your time, Susie. Please tell Corey that I would like to talk to him." 

As I went upstairs I thought about how she had said she disapproved but then didn't really do anything to stop us. I wondered if she really approved. Perhaps she liked the idea of Corey, and Kaitlyn, having sex. Kaitlyn had told me that she thought her mom was having sex with guys when she went out in the evening. 

I entered Kaitlyn's room, "Corey, your mom would like to see you now." 

After he left I told Kaitlyn what her mom and I talked about. I told her that I wasn't sure whether her mom really disapproved and Kaitlyn replied that when her mom had found out about the sex parties at Judy's her grandmother had said some things that made her believe that her mom had also had sex at an early age. Kaitlyn thought that her grandmother had tried to stop her mom but her mom had sex anyway as much out of defiance as anything else. Kaitlyn's mom didn't want to be like Kaitlyn's grandmother since what she had done had so clearly not worked. Kaitlyn claimed that her mom and grandmother still didn't get along well.

"What do you think your mom is saying to Corey?" I asked. 

"Probably stuff like what she asked you. 'why do you want to have sex with Susie?' 'Do you expect to do it more than once?" 'What's this I hear about you wanting a hotel room?' " 

"And what is she going to say?" 

"Just like with you, 'I disapprove but can't stop you.' and unless he really blows it, which he won't, she will agree to pay for your hotel room." 

"And how would he 'blow it'?" 

"By making my mother think he is using you just for sex. That's the one thing she really disapproves of and she drums it into Corey over and over. I think it's because she feels used by my father and other men." 

Corey came back. "She says she will pay for our hotel room."

The he asked me, "would next Friday be OK?" 

I was astonished, "Yeah, sure." I had no idea what to make of this. First his mom was paying for us to have a place for sex and then he was bold enough to propose a day to get together. Up until that I felt like I had been doing all the planning and wondered whether he was really interested, given his one word responses.

"Let's finish up the planning," I said. 

"Uhh, What more do we need to plan?" Corey asked. 

We decided Corey would pick me up Friday at about 5 and we would go to a movie and then to the hotel. We would have sex and then do whatever we wished for all night or we would leave after a single session of sexual intercourse. I would tell my parents that we were staying at Kaitlyn's and she would cover for me. 

I talked a little about the sexual activities I liked and then had a thought. "Hey! Johnny really knows how to please a girl, doesn't he Kaitlyn?" 

"Yes, he does." 

"He gave all of us girls at Judy's an orgasm and, from his reputation and from what Kaitlyn tells me he does a good job of pleasing her. Corey, the next time Johnny comes over I want you to ask him for some tips about how to please me. I think that will work out well. What do you think, Kaitlyn?" 

Kaitlyn answered, "I think that's a good idea. Corey, if you don't ask him, I will." 

"Then I think we're all set!" I said. "Corey, I will see you Friday at five, if not before. You pick the movie." I gave him a peck on the cheek. 

After he left Kaitlyn said, "That peck you just gave him will last him for weeks. I can't imagine what he will be like after having sex with you. He will be in the clouds for years!" She giggled.

After the Movie

I told my parents that I was going to stay overnight at Kaitlyn's on Friday and that her brother was picking me up. He came by shortly before five and we went to a movie. 

I don't even remember what was showing. He took me at my word and spent the whole movie with his hand in my panties, usually with his finger up my twat. He also spent a lot of time feeling up my tits. 

I spent the movie with a tight grasp on the seat armrest on one side and a tight grasp on his cock on the other side. I was trying to keep from yelling out. I was so excited by his fingering that I wasn't sure I could hold it in. I didn't want to tell him to stop either. I could feel my panties getting wet and my skirt was wet where I was sitting on it. 

When the movie was over, and I stood up I was sure people would think I had peed in my seat. I supposed the seat was wet too. I told Corey, "My panties and skirt are all wet. People will stare." 




Susie Ch. 02



Chapter 2 - Susie Goes To The Next Step

The next day was Saturday. Susie got up at 9:00 and opened her blinds right off. She didn't think Jim would be able to see inside her room in the daylight but it was cool not worrying if he saw her, wishing he could. She took her shower, did her hair, made her bed, all the time naked. She never stayed naked that long, but it felt good.

When she went downstairs she saw a note from her mom. They were off to a friend's house. Their friends were building a new house and her mom and dad had volunteered to help them paint. They wouldn't be back until evening. She had forgotten about that, but was glad they didn't make her go. At the end of the note was a list of chores for her to accomplish today. Not much...it should talk a couple of hours. Then the day would be hers. At the end of the note was a request that she heat up the casserole in the refrigerator and bring it over to Jim and Sandy's house for lunch. Always the good neighbor.

Wow! How am I gonna do that? I've been letting him see me naked! That's gonna be weird! Just before noon she heated up the casserole and headed over Jim's house. Maybe he won't be home and I can just leave it on his doorstep. She rang the doorbell, hoping he wasn't there, wishing he was. She rang again. I should have brought a note. She was just about ready to put the casserole down when the door opened. She looked up at Jim. He looked magnificent! 

"Hi, Susie. Good to see you." Did he emphasize see? Susie stumbled over her words. "My mom w-wanted m-me to bring you this cuh-casserole. S-since your wife is gone." 

"Wow that's great! Come on in." Susie didn't expect that. She expected him to take it from her. But he turned around and walked toward the kitchen. She followed.

"Put it on the counter over here." Susie laid the casserole down. "Would you like to stay and eat with me?" Jim asked.

"Oh, no, I can't do that" she replied. "I've got....things to do." She headed toward the door. Susie had never been in Jim and Sandy's house. It was laid out completely different than hers. They had an open floor plan with the kitchen open to the living room. The living room sported a huge big screen television. It was tuned to a jazz station.

"Oh, I love jazz," she said as she moved to the living room. 

"Yeah, me too. I've been working on something from work and it just helps me relax and concentrate."

Susie started swaying to the music. There was an electricity in the air. She was sure he'd been watching her naked. 

She slowly turned around and saw Jim watching her. He smiled. She tried to smile back. Wow, she thought. She's so handsome.

"I know you've been watching me," she blurted out. 

He turned a little red. "You're very pretty," he said. Was she talking about right now or the previous nights? He was sure that she knew he was there. That little smile last night told him she knew. And didn't mind. I fact, she had been putting on a show.

They continued to look at each other, Susie swaying to the music. Susie doesn't know why she did it but she reached up and started to unbutton her blouse. Jim didn't say anything, he just watched. 

"Sit," she said. 

Jim sat on the couch and Susie finished unbuttoning her blouse. She felt like she was on autopilot. She never considered how dangerous this could be. She was a virgin. He was a handsome man. Was she ready for this? 

She slipped her blouse off and continued to dance to the music. She dropped her blouse on the floor and reached for the zipper of her jeans. As she lowered the zipper she slipped off her shoes. 

She unbuckled her jeans and slowly slipped them down, continuing to dance and trying to stay as graceful as she could. Those ballet lessons were paying off, she giggled to herself. 

As she slipped her jeans down she slowly turned in time with the music. When the jeans hit the floor she stepped out of them, leaving them in a pile on the floor. She straightened her panties. She was wearing white today...low-cut panties and a lacy bra. 

She thought, this is easier than I thought. She had a handsome man watching her dance in her underwear. 

But now it was the moment of truth. She knew she wouldn't stop here. She lowered the straps of her bra and reached behind her and unsnapped the bra. 

She held it to her breasts and turned toward him. He was staring at her. She stared back and slowly dropped her bra. He took in his breath. 

"Beautiful", is all he said. She liked that. She felt beautiful.

Susie danced topless for a bit and then hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. She looked at him as if to say, should I? He nodded. 

She danced and slowly turned around and began to lower her panties. She swayed as they got lower and eventually her whole butt was naked. She continued to push them down. Soon they were at her knees and fell to the floor. She stepped out of them and looked over her shoulder at him. 

He was still staring with a huge smile on his face. She was naked for him, and no window between them. 

She slowly turned around with her hands in front of her pussy. 

He nodded again and she lifted her hands over her head. Tada! she imagined saying. Here I am in all my glory. 

He smiled at her. She felt so comfortable.



Susie Ch. 02



Then as we got up I saw that his cock was so hard it was sticking way out under his pants. "Another reason for people to stare," I thought. I told him to walk right behind me, "that way people might not see you sticking out or me dripping all over my skirt." I could feel moisture dripping down my legs. 

We drove to the hotel. It was a Courtyard Inn, close to the theater and the nicest one in the area. I said, "I don't want to stand around in this wet skirt while you check in." 

He showed me a hotel key card, "I already checked us in, all we need to do is go up." 

We parked by the side and went in a side door. Corey carried my overnight bag and we got to the elevator and the room without anyone seeing us. The room was beautiful with a king sized bed, a couch and a couple of big chairs.

Our First Fuck

Corey sat down on the bed and started to take off his shoes. I told him, "No, I want to undress you. But first I want you to undress me. Please take off this wet skirt first." 

As he got up I could see his cock growing inside his pants again. He pulled my skirt down and looked long and hard at my twat which was visible through my wet panties. As he stood up, I brushed his cock. It was hard as steel. "AAAhhh," he exclaimed as I touched him. "What next?" he asked. 

I really wanted to be out of the wet panties but told him to remove my blouse and bra first. He did that and stared at my tits. "Go ahead and touch them, please. Kiss them or suck on them if you want." 

He carefully brushed his hand over my breasts and squeezed my nipples between his thumb and forefinger saying, "These are different than I expected." 

I have always been overly sensitive about the way my breasts are like cones with a nipple that takes up half and gets rock hard when touched. But before I could complain, he continued, saying, "These are great! Look how hard they get." Then he pressed the soft sides and said, "And soft, and what a great shape!" He said no more as he had his mouth wrapped entirely around my left tit while he fingered the right one. He switched sides and I was so excited I could hardly stand up. Then he kissed my neck and said, "Can I take off your panties now?" 

My mouth was so dry I could hardly talk. "Yes, please," I choked out. He took them off and started fingering the outside of my twat. I collapsed backwards onto the bed and spread my legs wide with my knees bent over its edge. He dove in, with one, two, three fingers inside my twat and his tongue licking all around. I yelled, and felt a sudden orgasmic spasm fill my twat and then my abdomen and then my whole body. he kept licking and stroking as I spasmed again and again. He yelled out, "Hey!!" I looked down and his face was covered in liquid. "You peed all over me!" he said. But it wasn't pee, It was clear as water and smelled good. It tasted like my twat that I had tasted when boys had let me lick their fingers after having them inside. 

I kissed Corey's face and licked the liquid off saying, "That's never happened before. I didn't know I could do that." 

He said, "It sure startled me." 

As my orgasm faded I commanded, "It's my turn to undress you. Stand up!"

His cock had started to go limp but rose as I slowly removed his shirt. He didn't have an undershirt but he did have a lot of hair. I brushed my hand through it and noticed a line of hair leading from his belly button down into his pants. I slowly moved my fingers through the hair down to his belt buckle and just beyond. 

His cock continued rising. I unbuckled and unzipped his pants and lowered them to his ankles. His cock was sticking way out from his boxers pointing slightly up. I thought, "he has a really big one, funny that I didn't really notice that while I was stroking it in the theater." I took off his shoes and socks and removed his pants completely. I stood up as he began moving one hand through my hair while caressing my tits softly with the other. 

I grabbed the elastic of his boxers and pulled them down. I had to reach in and push his cock against his body to get them off. As I pulled them down his legs my eyes couldn't believe what they saw. His cock was truly huge. It was so big around that I couldn't get my fingers around it. Even the biggest guys in the DVD's didn't have cocks that big around. I wondered if it would fit in my twat. It was way longer than any of the boys we had at the sex parties and longer than most of the guys in the DVD's. 

I grasped the huge thing and started to play with the tip. "Hey You're uncircumcised." I hadn't noticed before because the tip of his cock was sticking all the way out of his foreskin. With the uncircumcised boys I had seen before some of the tip was always covered up. I also noticed that Corey's "soft tip" wasn't soft at all. It was as hard as the rest of his cock and really purple. 

"Uuuhh is that bad?" he asked.

"No, I like it. I've never had a chance to really play with an uncircumcised cock. Look how the flap of skin can be rolled back over the bottom part of your cock," I giggled. 

Corey moaned. 

"don't you like that?" I asked.

"It ... feels ... wonderful!" he stammered between short gasps for breath.

Then I noticed something else, "Hey! where are your balls?" 

"What do you mean? Down there like always." 

"No they're not." The sack the balls belong in was pulled tight up to his body. I felt the skin and there was nothing there. 

"Oh wait a minute!" I discovered two round objects above the base of his cock. I could push on them and they would briefly go into the sack only to move slowly back up when I released the pressure. 

"They are up here," I told him. "do yours always do that?" 

"No, they hang down below." 

"Well, I know I can push other boys balls up there. Maybe yours are there because your cock is so hard or so big." 

"It is?" 

"Yeah, Its harder than any cock I've ever seen and WAY bigger." I almost said I wasn't sure it would fit inside me but stopped myself. 

I laughed and pushed him onto the bed. "Let's see what I can do with this monster," I joked with a giggle. 

I couldn't fit his cock into my mouth so I didn't suck on it but instead licked at it all around and kissed the tip. I moved the uncircumcised flap of skin up and down with my fingers and my tongue. I remembered something we had tried with a couple of the uncircumcised boys at our sex parties and slipped my tongue between the flap of skin and his cock. Slowly, so I didn't cause the flap to roll down I moved my tongue around and around. Corey moaned and moaned as I did it. 

I brought my head up and said, "let's fuck!" 

I picked up one of my condoms and found it wouldn't fit over Corey's cock. He said he had some bigger ones and got one out of his bag. His cock got a little less stiff as he was doing that and his balls dropped back into their sack. I felt his balls and they were bigger than any of the boys I had been with so far. they were as big as eggs with a similar shape. As I licked at his cock to get it bigger they went back up and inside. 

The larger condom rolled tightly over Corey's cock and I straddled him. "Here goes nothing." I thought to myself. I lowered my hips slowly and grabbed his cock with my hand to guide it into my twat. The tip touched the opening and Corey made a short whistle. I pushed harder but his cock wasn't going in. Corey grunted. I moved my hand up and spread my twat a little. The tip of his cock eased in. "ooh, that's tight!" I said and Corey said "ooh you're right!" and we both laughed. 

I pushed down some more and I felt him push his hips up but I could feel his penis just pushing my pussy lips aside and not going in.

"Let me up," He said to me.

I began to be disappointed, did this mean I wouldn't be able to experience that monster inside me.

He rummaged around a bit in his bag and returned with a small bottle of clear liquid. "My mom gave me this. She said it can help when a guy's penis doesn't go into a girl's vagina easily. She knows I have a big one and maybe thought it would be good for me to have." 

"Your mom talks to you about everything," I said, wishing my mom were like that. I took the bottle and examined it. The label said, "GLIDE, Personal Lubricant." then it said something like, "for easing vaginal dryness or other conditions which inhibit intercourse." The directions said to "put on genitals or condoms to aid penetration or increase pleasure during coitus." 

I opened the bottle and put a little on my finger. I rubbed it between my fingers and smelled and tasted it. 

"It's really slippery!" I said, "With no smell, sweet but no other flavor." 

Corey said, "My mom says that if I have trouble getting my penis into your vagina then I should try this. I should put some inside your vagina and also on my condom. She said not to put it inside the condom since that can cause it to slip off." 

"My mom would never talk to me about how to get my vagina ready for intercourse. Especially not if she expected me to use her advice the next day. She barely talks to me about sex stuff at all," I told him sadly.

"I'm sorry about that," he told me as he lay on his back on the bed with his only slightly stiff cock drooping down. "Do you want to 'grease me up'?"

"Sure!" I said anxiously. "How much do I use?"

"I have no idea," he said.

"It's pretty slippery, I'll only use a bit," I said putting a penny sized amount in the palm of my hand. I spread it on his cock which regained its stiffness, springing up quickly as I touched it and slid my hands up and down around it. "I think even that was more than necessary," I told him. "Now do me."

I handed him the bottle and straddled his face as he put some on his fingers and began stroking around my twat. My labia tingled as he touched them and I was surprised by a sudden, intense tickle as his fingers slid over my clit. "Oh! do that again," I said and he did.

He put a bit more of the "Glide" on his fingers and pushed them into my vagina. It's already really wet and slippery in there," he said, "I don't think you need any inside." I felt the thrill of him wipe the gel off on my pussy lips.

I moved back to his hips and positioned myself over his cock, once more guiding its tip to my vaginal entry.

I pushed down and felt him push his hips up. The tip slowly slid in and I felt the entrance to my vagina spreading to admit it. I moved my hips slightly up and down and side to side. Corey did the same. His cock slowly pushed further and further into me. "Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" I kept saying without thinking. Corey was making little grunts of pleasure. I felt like my entire abdomen, not just my vagina, was filling up completely. I felt his cock pushing against the end of my vagina and begin stretching it lengthwise. I was already filled from side to side and now I was being filled from crotch to stomach. At one point I started to feel how the length of the cock was pushing against my insides. It kept going in. I couldn't imagine my vagina getting that big. When I would feel inside I could feel the end with my finger and two fingers filled it up. This cock was easily three times as long as my finger and as wide as my whole hand. It kept going in until I felt myself sitting on Corey's hips. The whole of the "monster" was inside me and it felt great. 

I began moving up and down and could feel the cock going in and out easily now. I felt back with my hand and could feel the wetness of my twat allowing the easy movement. I put my hand on my abdomen and could feel it entering me and pushing up toward my belly button.

Corey had his hands on my sides, slowly caressing me from breasts to hips. I took one hand and put it on my tummy. "You can feel your monster going way up into me," I told him. He felt and then began stroking my abdomen up and down with his hand just above the position of his cock inside me.

As I continued my movements Corey began breathing heavily and grunting every time I moved. I went faster and faster, moving higher and higher so more of the huge cock went in and out each time. Filling me up and emptying me, filling me up and emptying me, I noticed I was "Ahhing" twice with each stroke, once as it went in and once as it came out. 

Corey yelled, "Wait! Stop!" I stopped. Sitting on his thighs with the cock all the way in I asked, "Is something wrong?" 

"I'm about to explode. If you move again I think it will be over and I don't want that." 

"I don't either," I said. 

"Then please don't move yet."

I sat there enjoying the feeling of his monstrous cock filling me. I could feel it pushing into me almost up to my navel. It was so tight that I could feel his pulse in it and every tiny move it made. I could feel it making little twitches like it was ready to release and he was holding it back. My own excitement rose and I could feel the twinges of my own orgasm beginning in my nipples and clit. 

"Corey," I whispered. 

"What?" he whispered back. I could tell he was still holding himself back. 

"Corey, I'm about to explode too," I whispered again. "Don't move, I'm really liking this. It's building slowly." 

"I'm not moving!" he choked out. 

"Well your cock is moving inside me and, and, and, and, .... it's coming, it's coming!" I whispered, afraid to talk loudly. I felt his cock straining inside me and the feeling in my vagina was sending chills up my spine and ticklish feelings into my tummy. 

"It's coming! It's coming! It's coming! ... It's here!" I exclaimed, my voice started loud, and turned into a yell. My stomach spasmed wildly. "It's here!" I screamed and my twat squeezed the monster. "It's here!" I screamed even louder as my twat started pumping and my tummy jerked over and over. Corey let out a huge yell and I could feel the monster jerking, and spasming, and pumping hard inside me. 

With each jerk I could feel his semen "swoosh" through his cock. A feeling "swoosh", not a sound "swoosh". As his penis jerked, Corey said, "it's here" and with each "swoosh" I repeated, "it's here". Jerk, "it's here", swoosh, "it's here", pause, over and over and over not separate but overlapping each other. The jerks became less wild, the "it's here" got quieter and the swooshes got shorter. Then they stopped. I could feel "the beast" relaxing. 

"It's gone" I said quietly and Corey repeated, "it's gone" quietly after me and then he whispered sadly, almost to himself, "it's over." 

I collapsed onto him and grabbed his head and planted a huge long kiss on his mouth sticking my tongue way inside. He gave the kiss back and pushed his tongue in my mouth. He put his arms around me tightly and we stayed like that. My arms around him, our tongues entwined and his beast of a cock inside me. I felt the beast slowly grow smaller, with little jerks every once in a while. When it stopped shrinking it still filled my vagina which held it firmly in it's grasp. I thought, "No, Corey, it's not over."

A Piss

"Corey." I whispered long afterwards. 

"What, Susie?" he asked. 

"I have to go to the bathroom." 

"Oh, OK." 

"Corey, that was absolutely fabulous. The best ever. EVER!" 

"Yeah, that was 'fabulous'," he replied.. "Thank you for doing this. Wow! I'll never forget that." 

"You're welcome, Corey. It was my pleasure," I giggled, "and boy, do I mean that!" 

His cock was still inside me and he stared to pull it out. "It's stuck," he said.

"The beast wants to stay in its cave." I giggled. 

"Yeah," he gave a little laugh, almost a giggle. 

"It had trouble getting in so now it doesn't want out," I giggled some more. 

"It sure was tight in there," he said. 

"It still is," I couldn't talk without a giggle. It had been so much fun and this seemed to make the fun even better. I could feel my vagina grabbing the "beast" as Corey gently tried to pull out. 

"Corey," I giggled again, "My vagina wants you to stay inside, it's not the 'beast's' fault. Corey, when we stopped and were lying there before everything let loose I could feel every tiny move your beast made. I could even feel your pulse inside him." 

"Yeah. I could feel your vagina twitching and I think I could feel your warm pulse too. When you let loose, it really pulled everything I had out." Then he continued, his voice becoming quieter with reflection, "Unbelievable. Unbelievable. Unbelievable." Then he yelled out, "Un - be - liev - able!" 

I reached down and grabbed the base of his cock just above the balls and pulled. "The beast" came out without a complaint leaving the condom behind. I think Corey was just afraid to pull too hard. 

I pulled the condom out. There was a lot of semen inside. "Wow! Look at all this," I said, holding it up to show him. 

"Is that a lot?" he asked. 

"A lot more than any of the other boys have squirted. And look how big this condom is! It was sure lucky you had it." 

"Not really lucky. When Kaitlyn asked me to get a condom for you and those other boys ..." 

"Wait a minute. She was only going to tell you that she wanted to see what a condom looked like." 

"Well, that's what she said at first but I didn't really believe her so she told me that she and her friends wanted to have sex. And to get me to buy them she said she would ask you girls to have sex with me some time. She really followed through on that one, and with the one of her friends I most wanted to have sex with." 

"Anyway," he continued, "I found out that they had different sizes of condoms. Did you know that?" 

"No, but after seeing your monster, I know why." 

"Well I have seen other boys' penises in the shower after gym and I know they are smaller than mine. So, I guessed the littler ones would be right. But I also bought some bigger ones so I would have them when it was my turn to get with you. My mom also told me to be sure I had some before we came here tonight." 

"How many do you have?" 

"Six. Well, five now." 

"I guess that will be enough." 

"I hope so," he said. We both laughed. And he added, with a note of sadness, "I guess one would have been enough."

"What do you mean?" I asked. 

"You said that I shouldn't ask you for sex but that you would ask me. Nothing was ever said about doing it more than once." 

"Well after that first time, I guarantee there will be another," I said. "And I'm giving you the whole night, not just one fuck. As long as we're here you can ask anytime. You don't even need to ask. You just need to start!" I picked up the full condom and went into the bathroom. I wrapped the condom in a little plastic bag that was in there and came out after going to the bathroom. 

I put the condom in my overnight bag and went to Corey, "Come on. Let's take a shower." I grabbed his hand and pulled. 

"OK, but I need to pee first." 

"Can I watch?" 

"I guess, but I didn't get to watch you." 

"I'll let you watch next time. Come on!" I pulled him into the bathroom. 

He put up the toilet seat, held his cock, pulling the skin flap slightly away from the tip and peed into the toilet. 

"Neat! can you stop?" 

His cock jerked slightly and the flow stopped, letting a few drops fall. 

"Can I hold it?" 

"I guess so." 

I took ahold like he had and pulled so the skin came away from the tip. I could feel it getting bigger as I did that. "OK," I said. 

The flow started again. I noticed the pee came through with the same "swoosh" I had felt when he squirted during sex. I swung the cock so the pee fell in a circle in the toilet. "Neat!" I giggled. 

I made a figure eight and giggled some more. Then I made a cross, giggling all the time. 

"Watch out, you're getting pee on the floor." Corey said. 

"Oops, sorry." 

The flow slowed and then stopped with just a few drops coming out. I started to let go. "Not yet." Corey said. His cock jerked. I almost let go and a quick stream of pee came out and slowed to a few drops. 




Susie Ch. 02



"Oh!" I said "did you do that?" 

"Yes, I'm pushing out the rest of my pee." 

His cock jerked four or five more times. Each time a little less pee came out and only a few drops came out the last time. 

Corey took his cock out of my hand and shook it a couple of times to get the last drops off. 

"That was fun!" I said. "Can I do it again next time?" 

"Sure," Corey went over to turn on the shower. 

"Wait a minute. I don't get much chance to look at this thing when it isn't hard as a rock." I said. 

I looked at it and poked at the tip and the pee hole. I felt it and it was really soft and flexible, like a rope or a snake. It was hard to believe that it could get so big and so hard. "Hey!" I said. 

"What?" Corey asked. 

"I just realized something. I saw a movie where a guy asked a girl to come see his pet 'one-eyed snake.' The other girls thought it was funny for some reason. I just realized that the 'one-eyed snake' was the guy's cock. See, the pee hole is the eye, even though I think it looks more like the snake's mouth. So, this is your 'One-eyed, snake, monster, beast'." 

"Some of the guys call their penis 'a snake' and I've heard that 'one-eyed snake' thing before. I think the movie was one with that Buffy vampire slayer girl in it." 

I took hold of the flap of skin over the tip of his penis. It had a hole at the tip where the tip pushed through when it gets big. I pulled the skin away from the tip. "Look how much the skin stretches." I said. "I guess it needs to so it can get so big." 

His cock was starting to swell again and the end of the cock inside his skin was creeping toward the end of the foreskin where I held it. "Look, the snake's trying to get out!" I pinched the end of the foreskin closed and started giggling lightly. Corey laughed lightly with me. 

His cock grew until it pushed against my fingers but I held it back. I was having trouble holding it back and then I let go and the tip popped out. I laughed. 

"I wish cocks would stay small and soft for me so I could look at them when they are that way. But every time I touch one or even look at one, it seems to swell up and harden," I complained. 

"I don't have much control over that," Corey said. Anytime I think about girls or see one looking at my crotch it starts getting big. When you touch it, it's absolutely out of control. All I can say is that it feels great." 

He continued, "you know, after the movie today is not the first time it has stuck out like that. It's happened at school when I was looking at some of the girls there and it happened in my sex-ed class. It's, like, really embarrassing." 

"Well you certainly shouldn't be embarrassed about how big it is. Any girl would be really fortunate to have your 'monster' inside of her," I told him. 

Shower

He turned on the shower and we got in. It was one of those combination bath showers so we fit easily. 

"Oh, forgot the soap," I said and stepped out to grab a couple of those little bars they have in hotels. 

I scrubbed him down starting at his shoulders and doing his back and hairy chest. I scrubbed his tummy and then his butt, even in the butt crack. Then I scrubbed his feet and moved up his legs. "I'm saving the best for last," I said with a laugh. 

I then started scrubbing his balls. 

"Ow! those are really sensitive. Don't squeeze them so hard." 

"Sorry, I didn't know" I said and started scrubbing more gently. I pushed them up so they were in the pockets above his cock and found that I could scrub his ball sack more vigorously as long as his balls weren't being squeezed. I then worked on "the beast." I did way more scrubbing than it needed and it got big and hard as I scrubbed. I turned the foreskin and scrubbed the inside of it. Corey moaned in pleasure. 

I handed the soap to him, saying, "Your turn." 

He scrubbed me lightly all over. He spent lots of extra time on my tits. My nipples were starting to hurt but I didn't stop him. Then I turned around so he could do my back. He reached around and continued to work on my tits and tummy. I could feel his soapy cock pressing between my butt cheeks and he moved it around. He moved down to my crotch started scrubbing around my twat. I was getting very excited. 

Then he moved away and scrubbed my back. He did my butt and scrubbing down my butt cheeks he pushed his hand between my legs from the back to my twat. He spent a lot of time doing that. Back and forth between my butt cheeks, past my asshole, to my vagina and then inside. 

He turned me around and scrubbed my feet. He had his face, and sometimes his tongue, in my twat. He scrubbed my legs and finished up with a thorough washing of my twat, outside and in. 

We rinsed off. I made sure to give his cock a special rinsing and he gave extra special attention to my twat. 

After we dried each other off Corey wrapped a towel around his waist. 

"Hey, don't do that!" I exclaimed grabbing the towel away from him. "This is our chance to be naked and see each other naked. Don't take any of that away from me. I'm not going to take any of it away from you!" I laughed and threw the towel to the farthest corner of the room. 

"I'm hungry, what about you?" Corey asked. 

We decided to take a quick trip to a fast food place and got dressed. I rubbed Corey's cock through his jeans all the way there and back. We brought our food back to the room and as Corey put it on the table I undressed as quickly as I could. "Get naked" I commanded with a laugh and Corey removed his clothes. 

When Corey sat down, I Threw my arms above my head so he could see my whole body and started dancing and twirling about the room. "A lovely, naked, young girl dances for your pleasure." I said as I slowly twirled around him so he could see every part of me. I danced closer and then farther away. I finished with a split right in front of him. Then I turned so I was facing him with my legs spread wide on the floor and slowly moved my feet back and supported myself on my arms until my body made a nice arch with my feet planted at his feet and my twat near the top of the arch facing him. My head hung down between my arms away from him. I started moving my feet and hands closer together, Increasing the arch of my back and giving him a good look at my twat. When my balance was right, I pushed up and was standing right in front of him. I gave him a little kiss. 

"Bravo! Bravo!" he said and clapped. "Encore, Encore!" 

"Maybe later. Can we eat?"

Dinner and a Dance

"Do you want to watch TV?" I asked while stroking his cock and nibbling my burger with my other hand. 

"Not really, I'd rather watch you." 

"I'd like to see what's on." I said and clicked the remote. "Hey look, movies! Oh, they cost $12 to watch." 

"My mom said we could charge anything to the room so that would probably be OK." 

"Let's see what they have. Look, we could watch some 'R' rated films. Ohh! what about these adult films." I clicked on the "adult film" button and a bunch of strange titles came up. Many of them were like titles of regular movies or books or sayings with strange spellings or words. Like one was "Lassie Cum Home." 

"What does that mean?" I asked. 

Corey said, "The guys at school use "come" kind of like when you said 'it's coming' to mean when a guy has an ejaculation." 

"Like 'cum' in Lassie Cum Home," I said. 

"Yeah, like 'cum'," he said. To finish what I started. 'Cum' means to ejaculate or to have an orgasm. It also sometimes refers to the guy's semen. I guess it's spelled 'C, 'U', 'M' to distinguish it.

"There are lot of words to refer to sex stuff," I interjected. "Like twat, pussy, cunt to refer to a girl's sex parts. 

Corey told me, "The proper name for a girls outside sex parts is 'vulva.' By the way, my mom especially dislikes the word 'cunt.' 

"Why is that?" I asked. 

Corey answered, "She says it implies that its only for sex." 

I responded, "Well isn't it?" 

Corey explained, "She actually means that it implies that a boy uses a girl only for sex because she has certain sex organs between her legs not because he likes or cares for the girl at all. You know, some guys use 'cunt' to refer to a girl as a thing with the only purpose of being a place to stick their penis." 

"Yeah," I said. "I thought the name for a girl's sex organs is 'vagina', not 'vulva'." 

"Your vagina is the part that the penis goes into when you have sex." 

"You mean my 'cave'." 

"Yes, and 'vulva' refers to all the sex organs you can see." 

"But all you can see is my slit." 

"Well, 'vulva' includes those you have to spread your 'slit' to see but not those way inside like the 'uterus' where the babies grow. And some girls have some of the those parts showing outside of their slit." 

"Yeah, Kaitlyn is like that," I said. "She has those folds of skin that are next to her vagina sticking out." 

"There sure are a lot of different words for sex parts and actions," I said. "Like a guy's cock is his dick, or penis."

"Or prick, or peter, or snake," Corey added. "My mom insisted that Kaitlyn and I know and use what she called the 'proper words' for sex things. Like 'penis', not 'cock' or 'dick' or 'prick'. She said the other words were crude and often had other meanings." 

"And there are all those words on that "GLIDE" stuff." I took the bottle and read some of them, 'genitals', "coitus', 'penetration'. Why don't they just use common words everyone understands like sex organs, and sexual intercourse." 

Corey had no answer.

After I finished my dinner I told him, "I need to pee. Do you want to watch?" 

"OK," Corey said. I need to go too. I'll go right after you." 

"I get to aim your cock ... I mean your 'penis'!" 

"You can call it 'the beast' if you want. I like that. I makes me laugh inside when you say it." 

I sat on the toilet and started to "tinkle." 

"Hey wait!" Corey said. "I can't see anything that way. I've heard my sister 'tinkle' before." 

I stopped. "Well what should I do?" 

After trying various things we decided the only way he could really see what was happening was for me to sit in the tub with my legs propped up on the side. Corey could look in and watch the pee come out. 

"You'll see more than I ever have." I said. "I can't see down there at all." 

I spread my slit slightly with my fingers and started. The pee squirted in an arc and hit the far side of the shower/tub. 

"Can you pull it apart more, even the flaps of skin? I want to see it coming out." Corey said 

I stopped, reached in and pulled the flaps of skin far apart, then started peeing again. 

"I see it!" Corey exclaimed. It's just a little hole between your clitoris and vagina. I expected it to come out close to your clitoris, but it doesn't." 

"Hey look!" I said, "I can aim too." By pushing slightly on one side or the other, the stream of pee moved back and forth. "But I can't go up and down." I said with a pretend pout. 

"Maybe I can help." Corey reached in and pushed on my 'pleasure button'. The pee suddenly shot almost straight up and spattered down on my feet! 

"Whoa!" we said together. 

Startled, I let loose of my slit and the pee continued to come, getting all over my fingers, my twat and my butt. "I guess there will need to be some cleanup," I said with a laugh. 

"For sure," Corey agreed. 

I let the pee keep coming until I was done and then we rinsed the tub and wiped up with a wash cloth. 

"I guess we won't use this washcloth again," Corey said, throwing it in the waste basket. "Let me clean you up." 

He partly filled the tub and while I stood in it he scrubbed and rinsed my legs and butt and, once again, paid special attention to my twat, inside and out. 

"Thank you kind sir" I said with a bow. 

"My greatest pleasure madam," he replied, bowing back. 

He peed into the toilet. I held "the snake beast" and made circles, figure eights and what I thought of as flowers in the water. This time I shook it off for him and gave it a little wipe with a piece of tissue. "I want to do that all the time we are here!" I said. 

"I think I'll pass on watching you pee any more," he said. I giggled. 

"Can you show me where my pee comes out? I asked. 

"We'll need a mirror for you to see it." 

We looked around. But all the mirrors over the sink and the dresser were too high to allow me to see my twat.

Orgasm in the Mirror

There was a full length mirror on the closet door but the closets were in the entry way where there wasn't much light and space was cramped. Corey and I stood in front of the mirror looking at ourselves. He was behind me.. 

"You are the most wonderful, most beautiful, most amazing and sexiest thing I have ever seen," he said as he looked at me. I blushed slightly. "you are my pleasure princess." 

"Please, sir, do not refer to me as 'your princess'. That title may only be used by my father, the king. You may, however refer to me as "pleasure princess." 

"I plead for your greatest pardon, Susan, Princess of Pleasure and Mistress of the Cave of Delight." 

"Granted," I laughed as he touched my hair. 

"Look at your brown tresses with a tinge of red and the way they frame your face perfectly. A face, which is oval and perfect in every way, lightly sprinkled with lovely, lightest brown freckles across the nose and cheeks. Light brown eyes draw the gaze of admirers like deepest pools, a perfectly formed nose -- straight and of sufficient length but not long, with wonderfully oval nostrils.. A wonderful, kissable mouth with teeth of whitest ivory, ears which, though often hidden by your tresses, do not protrude nor lie flat to your head. Your neck is long and invites my mouth to it." 

As he mentioned each feature he gave it a light caress or a kiss. 

"your shoulders, perfectly feminine and with their own stellar array of freckles lead to alabaster arms and hands of delicacy and able to provide the greatest of pleasure at a touch." 

"Where are you getting this?" I said with a laugh. This was a totally different, totally enchanting, Corey that I had never seen before. He had completely shed every vestige of his shyness with me. 

"My lady, the princess of pleasure, doubts the sincerity of my statements or, perchance, that they are mine?" he said with a big smile. 

"No, not at all, please forgive me and continue," I said. 

He raised my hands over my head and turned me slightly to the side so I could see my tits in profile. "The most wondrous breasts. They look to be conical but you can see the delicate curve of the underside." He lightly touched the bottom of my breast and then lifted it with a couple of fingers and continued. "This contrasts with the straight upper side and they both lead to nipples which harden and enlarge most wonderfully at the lightest touch." And he gave the lightest touch and my nipples rose from their base, I felt a shiver go from them, through my body, and down to my twat. "Observe how, as they point directly outward, they project sensuality and show the beginnings of the greatest pleasure." Another shiver from tits to twat. "They are breasts of the greatest and most wondrous beauty and allure." 

He turned me back to face the mirror. "The shape of the body is the fabled and sought after 'hourglass' which symbolizes feminine pulchritude." He put the palms of his hands on my sides at my underarms and slid them down to my waist and then out along my hips. "And I forgot to point out the wonder of the curved shape under the alabaster arms." He gave several kisses to my armpits! 

With his hands around my waist, he continued. "The delicate, slim waist of a perfectly proportioned young princess has in its center a perfectly oval navel." He kissed my belly button and stuck his tongue way inside. It tickled and I laughed lightly. 

Once more he turned me to the side. He placed a hand on my tummy and said, "the flatness and the firmness of the abdomen lead to the wonderful mound that marks the site of greatest pleasure." He moved his hand down to my pubic hair and I noticed that my twat did have a round mound that was just a bit higher than my tummy. I hadn't ever noticed before. 

"The back curves outward at the shoulder blades and then inward and out again to the Perfectly rounded buttocks." His placed his hand on my back and moved it gently down my spine to my butt, I shivered in delight at the touch. "Two soft and flexible mounds, wonderful to feel and pleasing to watch. Not flat, but round, not large, but perfectly sized, and separated by a valley from the small of the back to the slit wherein pleasure lies." He ran a finger down my butt crack, from my back, across my asshole all the way to my twat. I shivered in pleasure again. 

He turned me back to face the mirror and separated my legs slightly. "The legs which separate at the site of pleasure are the legs of dreams. Sturdy but slim, lovely thighs and smooth knees. Soft and smooth calves with a wonderful curve from top to bottom." he moved his hands down the inner part of both legs starting at my twat. Each time his hands touched my twat to begin their journey to my ankles I trembled with delight. 

"The entire body of wonder, beauty and delight is supported by two wonderfully small feet with ten small round toes of incredible cuteness." He kissed my feet and every toe. "and of course ankles of beauty to match them all." He put his hands around my ankles, released them and slowly stood behind me. As he stood he kept each arm around a leg. He caressed the inner part of the leg up past my knees and onto the inner part of my thighs. As he slowly moved to my twat I took in a deep breath and arched my back. He reached my twat and I let my breath out with a sigh as tingles and shivers of pleasure spread to my tits and arms and down my legs. 

He then moved his hands to my tummy and hugged me lightly to him. His cock pressed into my back starting right at the beginning of my butt crack. I could feel his "ball sack" lightly against my butt crack. I leaned back, arching my back but keeping my butt and shoulders firmly against him. The tingles of the beginning of an orgasm moved over me. 

"And here, between these two small, soft and pillowy lips lies the cave of pleasure. He moved one hand down to my slit. "Inside it we can feel the guardian of the cave and the site of much of the princess' pleasure." He pushed a finger inside my slit and stroked my clit. I could feel the tingling grow and held back the coming orgasm. 

"These delicate curtains cover the entrance to the cave and lie past the guardian, within the valley." His fingers moved to stroke my labia. Meanwhile, his other hand had moved to my tits. 

"And here lies the cave of pleasure itself. Soft and moist inside, the perfect place for the beast of pleasure to find solitude and pleasure while giving as much pleasure as possible to the lovely and beautiful princess Susan, mistress of the cave of wondrous pleasure." He moved his finger into my vagina and began stroking my tit. He put two and then three fingers into my vagina and moved them slowly in and out. 

I gave in to the building pressure. My vagina spasmed around his fingers and I could feel wetness flowing down my thighs. I pushed hard against the hand at my twat and pushed my back against him. Spasms rocked my tummy and I wasn't sure I could continue to stand. "Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh" I said in rhythm with my body. 

Corey held me tight and then turned me around and gave me a huge hug and kiss. We stood for several minutes. 

As we separated reluctantly, Corey examined my body with a longing gaze. "You truly are a princess of greatest pleasure and delight!"

Anatomy lesson

Then he said, "Alas, my lady, unless we find a suitable looking glass I will be unable to point out to you the wonders which lie around and inside your cave of delight." 




Susie Ch. 02



I then realized that I had a small make-up mirror, with a stand, in my overnight bag. "Wait here, Master of the Beast, Giver of Pleasure." I found the mirror and held it up, "Will this suffice dear sir?" 

We arranged for me to sit on one chair with the mirror positioned on another chair in front of it. I spread my legs and put my feet on the chair arms on either side of the mirror. By positioning the chairs near the dresser and its lamps I could see my twat plainly. The mirror had a magnifying side which made the view perfect. 

I asked him, "Did you just make all of that up on the spur of the moment? It was fabulous and awesome. My orgasm came as much from what you were saying as from your touches. You must have planned this before we came." 

"No I didn't. I was inspired by your dance. When you said, 'A lovely, naked, young girl dances for you' I thought you looked more like a princess dancing for her prince in one of those Arabian movies." 

"Although, ..." he paused in thought. "I guess I had thought of some of it before. When you were at our house with Kaitlyn I would sometimes look at you and think of things I would like to say to you about how beautiful I think you are. I suppose some of what I just said was similar to those thoughts. You know, I have seen pretty much your whole body before." 

"What?" I exclaimed in surprise, somewhat loudly, "My whole body, ... Before tonight?" 

"Not everything. Remember I would go to the beach with you and Kaitlyn and my mom. Your suits didn't leave much hidden, just your nipples and your sex parts. When you would bend over I could see your butt crack and sometimes your suit would pull into your slit so I could make out how your 'twat', as you call it, looked.

Once, at our house, I got a quick glimpse of one of your nipples. I thought it was beautiful." 

I accused him, "So, just as I suspected, you were lurking around peeping at me hoping to get a view of titties and pussy?" 

"No," he claimed. "I guess I would kind of, like, stroll by Kaitlyn's room more often than usual. But to get a glimpse of you, not your 'titties' or 'pussy'." 

"A likely story," I joked. 

"It's true. I saw your nipple because you and Kaitlyn must have been discussing how your breasts were growing or bras or something and I just happened to walk by as you pulled your blouse and bra open to show her something. If I had been 'lurking' and spying I would know what you were talking about and almost certainly would have had more than a 'glance'." 

"Well, OK. But if I catch you trying to look at my titties or pussy here ... ." I said with a smile and a laugh and Corey laughed too. 

"Speaking of looking at pussies," he said. "We have a most excellent example on display here today. Would you like a tour?" 

Corey started with the "mons veneris" and the "labia major" and then had me pull open the slit (the 'cleft of Venus'). He pointed out the clitoris and the place where my pee comes out. The 'labia minor' were the skin he had called "delicate curtains". He had me insert my fingers in my vagina and I felt the rough patch inside he said marked my "G-spot" which, he claimed, could also cause a woman to have an orgasm. Then he had me feel way up in my vagina to feel the mound and dimple inside that was the opening to my uterus, the 'cervix'. He said that doctors had an instrument to open the vagina way up so they can look at the cervix. 

"I think Kaitlyn had a doctor do that to her," I said. "I bet it doesn't open up the vagina any more than 'the beast' does." 

"And here, dear lady, is the male penis." He stood and put his cock in front of my face. 

"It has two main parts, the 'glans' at the tip and the 'penile shaft' which makes up the bulk of the structure. The 'foreskin' covers the glans when the penis is relaxed. When sexual activity is hinted at, the penis becomes erect by filling with blood and the foreskin pulls away and uncovers the glans as you can see in this example. The 'urethra' which caries both urine and semen runs along the bottom of the penis and the surrounding tissue remains softer during erection." He took my hand and pressed my finger against the ridge which ran along the bottom of his rock hard penis. The bottom was soft and I could feel an indentation in the hard part of the penis when I pushed in. It was like a tube running all the way to the hole at the tip. 

"Below the base of the penis are the 'testicles' which make sperm. They are not visible but are held within a sack, called the scrotum. The testicles are often called 'balls', or 'eggs' in some languages, due to their shape." He held my hand to feel them. 

When he was done with his short anatomy lesson Corey kissed me, right on the "labia major" 

I laughed and said to him "Oh, by the way, my 'brown hair tinged with red' is auburn hair. Not that I didn't like your description but I really like the word 'auburn' and am really happy that my hair is auburn and not brown." 

"Henceforth I will be sure to refer to the color of your tresses by its rightful name, 'Auburn'. I am also pleased that your hair is auburn and agree that the word auburn is of superb quality and better fits your beauty. I observe that similar auburn hair adorns the entrance to your cave of delight" 

I laughed, "Once you get started you can't seem to stop!" 

" 'Tis difficult, my lady."

Doing it Right!

I looked around and then went to the closet and got a coat hanger. "If I am to be Princess Susan then you must also have a title. Princesses should not be cavorting nude and in bed with commoners. Come kneel before me." 

He knelt down and then grabbed me by the butt, drew me to him and began kissing my belly down to my twat. I giggled, "Please, may I proceed?" 

He released me and I said, "I declare you Sir Corey Daniels, Duke of the Courtyard." I touched him lightly on each shoulder with the hanger. "You may now rise." 

"Ok, but only after I do this." He grabbed me by the butt again and showered kisses over my belly and twat until I fell down with him laughing. He kissed my tits and stood up. He said, "Wait here. It is time to do things right!" 

He went to the clock radio and tuned it to a soft, easy listening station and adjusted the sound very low. He pulled the bed covers down and then came over, lifted me from the floor, carried me to the bed and laid me in the middle. "your bed of delights, my lady." Then he turned off every light in the room. It was very dark.

I sensed Corey standing next to the bed. He whispered, "enchanting and lovely Susan, princess of passion and pleasure, the master of the wondrous beast begs you allow him into his bed. I seek the warmth of your touch and the beast wishes the seclusion of your cave of delight. May we enter." 

"Of course. I am delighted to have your company, your caress, and the pleasures your wondrous beast can provide," I laughed lightly. 

He got onto the bed and moved next to me. He lay with his penis pushing against my leg and his leg between mine pushing on my twat. He began to slowly and softly rub around my tits, kissing me all over my face. I expressed my pleasure, "Mmmmmm." 

He Caressed my face and ran his fingers over my lips and around my ears. He kissed my neck and his hands moved down my sides and then up to my tits and down to my belly button. He kept them circling my nipples without touching them. His hands slid down almost to my twat but then moved away. He did that over and over. His kisses moved down my body but missed my nipples as his hands moved around my twat and then onto my legs. As he slowly caressed the inside of my thighs I could feel "the beast" roaming around the outside of my legs and touching them. I reached to feel it. "The beast" was grown to his full size and hardness. Corey moved the beast from my touch and I lay still, enjoying his fondling. 

Each time he came close to my twat or my tits, I tingled in anticipation. As he moved away the tingle disappeared with a slight shudder. Then he moved his hand lightly to my twat and began to kiss my nipples. I tingled all over as he kissed and then sucked my tits with his tongue lapping all around the nipples. His hand slowly fondled my twat and moved ever so slightly into the slit. I began moving my hips up and down to get the most from his touches. I could feel my breath coming in gasps. "Corey, Corey, Corey, Corey." I implored repeatedly. 

I felt his fingers go into my vagina and begin massaging it from inside while his thumb flicked over my clitoris. He kissed me hard on the mouth and I returned the favor, reaching for his beast of a penis and stroking it gently. His fingers inside me were bringing me a whole new sensation of excitement. It rose and rose. I was gasping for breath. I could feel my vagina throb and then spasm fiercely. Intense pleasure shot through my body. The orgasm began more suddenly than any I had before. No tingly feeling, just the rising pleasure and then I was in its throes. I could feel wetness spew from my twat. Corey kept stroking, prolonging the sensations on and on and on. I couldn't speak or make a noise, I seemed to have no breath. Finally I caught some breath and squeaked in pleasure. 

As the waves of passion subsided I was aware that Corey was now astride my face. "My beast seeks your cave of delight, my lady." 

The fully grown "beast" was at my mouth and I kissed and licked at it. "Your beast is welcome to stay here but I believe the cave it seeks is south of here," I said with a laugh. I pushed the foreskin down and continued to kiss and lick around the head. 

Corey slowly moved his penis down my body. he moved it from side to side and stopped to massage my tits with it. Then down to my belly button and finally he was stroking my slit with it from front to back and from back to front. He took a pillow, put one hand under my butt, lifted gently and placed the pillow under me. As I sank into the pillow I spread my legs with my knees bent and my twat was pointing right up at the ceiling 

I could feel Corey reach over me for the condom and lubricant. He put on the condom and lubricated the inside of my vagina. His lubricated fingers glided smoothly in and out and around when inside. The "beast" slipped right in. My slit felt like it just parted and my vagina opened at the lightest pressure. The beast glided in and in and in, filling me up like the first time it had been inside.

Corey stroked the beast in and out smoothly. At the same time he caressed my tits and then my clit and then my tits and then my clit. In between tits and clit his hands would gently fondle my body. I had never had such a gentle relaxing yet sensual experience. The extraordinary beast filled me and then left me empty, filled me and then left me empty. With each 'filling' my sense of relaxation rose and yet there was a growing sense of orgasmic pleasure in the background. With each 'emptying' my vagina was left with a sense of loss that brought a feeling of longing. The longing was for Corey, not for the filling feeling of the beast. I wanted him to be with me and stay with me. I wanted his arms around me. I wanted his body and his lips against mine. 

I began whispering "Corey" with each outward stroke and "be mine" on each inward stroke. 

After a few strokes Corey took up the chorus, responding with a whispered, "Susan" and "I will". 

I am emptied, "Corey," "Susan," I am filled "Be mine," "I will."

I am emptied, "Corey," "Susan," I am filled "Be mine," "I will."

I am emptied, "Corey," "Susan," I am filled "Be mine," "I will." 

As the orgasmic pleasure rose, most significantly in my vagina but also in my clit and then my tits it overwhelmed the sense of relaxation. I began saying only "Corey" more loudly. I could feel Corey picking up the rhythm of his strokes. Still saying "Corey" at each stroke, I pulled at his shoulders to bring him to me. He came down, I put my arms around him and hugged him tight to my body. The rhythm increased. We kissed as the beast continued its exploration of my 'cave'. 

Corey's strokes slowed. "Please, faster," I whispered. 

"I am about to climax. If I go much faster I may do it before you are ready." He kissed me, hard and probed my mouth with his tongue. 

As he slowed, his strokes pushed deep into me. I concentrated on the feel of the beast filling me up, on the blood I could feel pulsing through it, on its warmth, and on the way my vagina felt as it pushed in and pulled out. I could feel my 'labia minor' being pulled inside as he stroked in and then being stretched out as he pulled out. I could feel the shaft pushing against my 'clit' as it was fully inside and rubbing against it as it moved in and out. 

Then, almost without warning, a tingle sprang from my clit and my vagina convulsed around 'the beast'. Immediately Corey sped up his thrusts, tightened his hug and kissing me harder. He kissed so hard I could make no sound but could only expel air though my nose with a grunt. 

My vagina convulsed again and again. I felt Corey's cock jerk inside me. I felt it get even larger and I felt the rush of semen through its length. Both my vagina and my tummy contracted in a spasm of ecstasy. Corey kissed harder and made one, strong stroke. His cock pulsed again, pushing semen through the shaft. Again my vagina and tummy contracted as I grunted through my nose. Again Corey made a strong stroke which ended with his cock pulsing. Three, four, five times this happened until Corey stopped stroking. He continued to hug and kiss me. My vagina contracted a few more times and then quivered. Corey's cock pulsed inside me. I could feel it shrink with each pulse. 

Corey rolled to the side and began fondling my back and my tits as we continued to kiss, now with my tongue in his mouth. A sense of deep, deep relaxation came over me and I slept. 

I was awakened by the feeling of Corey pulling his cock out of me. "Mmmmmm! Don't get out, I like you inside me." 

"But I need to go to the bathroom." 

"OK. Let me have the condom. Is it OK if I don't aim your cock this time?" 

"This time I think I'll be doing some sitting so it's just as well you don't try to aim." 

"what do you mean? ... Oh, you're not going to pee." 

"Right. Here's the condom. Why do you want it?" 

"I'm saving it to remember our time together. Could you please turn on the light." 

"OK." The light went on. This time the condom had much less in it. I went to my bag and put it with the much fuller condom from our first time. 

I turned out the light, got into bed, lay on my side and pulled the covers over me. It was really dark. I heard Corey flush and run the water. He came out and felt his way into bed. He was under the covers behind me. He put his arms around me, one under my head with the hand on a breast. The other over my waist with the hand at my twat, fingers touching the slit. I felt his cock pressing into my back. 

"Mmmmm!" I lifted one leg and reached between my legs for his cock. I gently pulled it between my thighs and positioned it against my twat. "This belongs here," I said as I clasped my thighs together and held it close to my twat with my hand. Again I slept.

Doing it Really Right

In the morning I awoke to the feel of Corey gently stroking my tits and my slit. My hand still held his cock which was still firmly between my thighs and against my twat. Now it was big and hard. It had been soft and flexible when I fell asleep. 

"Mmmmm!" I stroked his penis gently on the tip. 

He greeted me, "Good morning, Susan, Princess of Pleasure." 

"Good morning, Corey, Duke of the Courtyard." I turned around and gave him a big kiss which he returned. 

I lay facing him, grasping his cock and gently massaging it. "I really! really! really! had a good time last night." 

"Me too, princess. I am so glad you asked to have this special time together. I will miss being with you." 

"And I will miss being with you," I told him. 

"Do you mean that?" he said with a note of surprise. "I thought this was a one time thing." 

"Well, it was a one time thing," I told him. "But I am not so sure that it is still a one time thing. I have, ever so much, enjoyed it." 

I rose up on my knees and affectionately said to Corey, "So .. you would lurk around and watch me when I was at your house hoping to catch a glimpse of me with my panties off so you could check out my twat." 

He smiled at my feigned indignation, "Not exactly, but I wouldn't have minded if I had." 

As he was speaking I lay down with my head near his cock. I separated my legs and positioned my twat right at his nose. "Is this a good enough view for you?" 

"Absolutely!" He licked at my slit and began to fondle me as I pulled his cock to my mouth. 

I continue to stroke his cock and also caressed his hairy chest, pulling slightly on the hairs. "Corey, what do you do when you aren't fucking and sucking with me?" 

His stroking and kissing of my body, and twat halted for a moment. "What? When I'm not 'fucking' and 'sucking'?" I'm not always fucking and sucking, in fact this is the only time." he said that with a note of sadness. He looked at me smiling and said, "Oh, of course, before we came here." 

"And after we leave." I said. 

Corey talked about how he had a Radio Controlled airplane and the difficulties involved. In response to my questions He told me about his studies at Caltech and some of the pranks students would play. He told me he expected to go to graduate school and maybe, eventually, start his own engineering firm. 

As we spoke about his activities and his plans I pushed him on his back and picked up a condom from the table. I put the condom on him, put some "GLIDE" on the condom and in my vagina, positioned myself over him and sat on his cock. It went all the way in without any hesitation. 

"Aaahh!" I said. "Corey, what will college be like?" I was going to the local community college next year. 

We talked about college and how classes were arranged. Corey asked about my major and the classes I would be taking. I told him I hadn't decided on a major and he told me that I should think about that and decide before I start since it would make a difference in what classes I might take. Both of us were talking between light moans of pleasure. I felt an almost continuous orgasm filling my body as we talked. But it wasn't an orgasm with spasms. Nor was it one that would spend itself in unbearable intensity. It just went on and on tingling me all over and filling me with an intense feeling for and desire to remain with this boy/man. 

Corey pursued the issue of my major, asking me about what I intended to do in school and afterwards, something I had not thought of. My legs were starting to feel tired from moving up and down. Corey seemed to sense this and we turned over. Corey maintained the rhythm, gently thrusting in and out as we talked about me and my likes and desires. The intense warmth and tingling of orgasmic pleasure continued to fill me. 

We talked and asked questions about each other and told each other of our desires. As one of us tired we would turn over again and the other would take up the rhythm. I could not imagine such prolonged pleasure. Time seemed to pause. 

My feelings for him became more and more intense. I asked him about the possibility of us being a "couple." 

I felt a sudden jerk and thrill of excitement course through his body. "A couple, I didn't think that was a possibility." He said. Then he said, "Well, I'm kind of a 'geek'. I expect a gorgeous female like you with a guy like me would be a sensation both at Cal Tech and Community College. Do you really think you would consider being with me even for an occasional date?" 

"After last night and after this morning. That's definitely a possibility," I told him. 




Susie Ch. 02



I felt his excitement. He flipped me over and thrust in hard with excitement. He gave me a huge kiss as he pumped with a faster rhythm and said, "Susan, princess of pleasure, going out regularly with me? I would never have thought it even remotely possible, not in this lifetime." 

I could tell my endless orgasmic sensation was coming to an end. As he held me tight and kissed me everywhere he could reach with his lips and thrust in and out with increasing speed my clit and tits started sending the tingling sensations of a huge upcoming orgasm to the rest of my body. The building pleasure caused me to arch my back and push my twat into his thrusts. The sensation grew and I resisted, grew until I could resist no more. 

"OOOOhhhh!" I moaned loudly. Pleasure more intense than I had felt before hit my entire body at once. Every muscle contracted in an intense spasm. 

"Aagh!" Corey yelled out. Corey's body tensed and he thrust 'the beast' deep into my contracting vagina. 

Both our bodies went into spasms together. We kissed, hard. I felt the semen rushing through of 'the beast' and filling up the condom inside my vagina where there was little room for it. Some slipped by along the shaft and oozed out and dripped down my butt crack. 

The spasms declined in intensity and subsided. We lay quietly in each others arms. I had never felt so satisfied.

One Last Time

"I need to piss, " Corey said. 

I followed him into the bathroom, grabbed his cock and pulled back the foreskin. As he peed into the bowl I held it lightly watched his pee fall into the bowl. I felt the pee coursing through the tube on the underside and pressed. The pee slowed and as I pressed harder it stopped. I released and it spurted out and then settled into a stream. I continued pressing and releasing, watching as it stopped and started with a sudden spurt. After several times I just watched and felt as it streamed out. 

When we came out, Corey said, "You didn't make designs in the water like you usually do, I liked when you did that." 

"I feel sad that it's ending," I said. "I'll miss seeing you Monster Snake Beast." I reached down and gently lifted his cock as I brought my lips down to kiss it tenderly. The Beast stirred, grew and stiffened. I felt a tingle throughout my body..  

I'll miss seeing all of you too." Corey said gazing at me and my body. The Beast grew some more as did the feeling in my body, I wanted more of what we had been doing. 

I touched the growing cock, gently stroking it. I moved close, leaned into Corey's body and raised my face for a kiss. Corey lowered his face and lips to mine and embraced me. The Beast grew and grew. I separated my legs slightly so the swelling, hardening Beast could rest firmly against the outer folds on my twat. 

The tingle increased my desire became unbearable. I could no longer resist. I locked my arms around Corey's neck, pulled up and jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling us backwards onto the bed. With all my strength I used my shoulders, back and butt to swing us around so we lay entirely on the bed. My arms and legs remained locked around him. 

"Fuck me," I said my voice rising in intensity to a shout, "Fuck me again, Fuck me one - more - time." 

I felt Corey reach to the night stand for a condom. 

"No!," I yelled at him, "Fuck me now." "Please," I pleaded quietly and then added, loudly, "just fuck me. Fuck me again, fuck me now, fuck me one more time." I added a plaintive, "please." 

Corey moved his hips and I felt the tip of his cock touch my slit. "Oh fuck me," I repeated loudly. His cock slipped between the folds. Then I shouted "Fuck me NOW," and ended with another quiet, pleading, "please." 

Corey ploughed his huge cock into me. It drove in quickly, without difficulty, all the way in. Maybe there was some "Glide" left inside but I think my desire had opened up my twat for the Beast's entry. "AAgh," we both said in unison. 

"Fuck me," I said quietly as Corey's cock moved back out. 

"Fuck me," I said again as his cock ploughed back in. 

"Fuck me," out, "Fuck me," in, "Fuck me," out, "Fuck me," in. Every time the cock sank in I could feel the flap of the foreskin roll back exposing the entire tip. Every time the cock pulled out I could feel the flap roll over the tip again. What a feeling! 

"Faster," I implored as Corey plunged his cock into the depths of my twat. "Faster," I said loudly as he pulled it out. 

"Harder," I demanded loudly. His cock drove in. 

"Faster," the cock pulled out. "Faster," it dove into the depths of my body. 

"Harder," in, "Faster," out, "Faster," in,

"Har-," out, "-der," in, "Fas-," in "ter," out, "Fa-," in, "-st-," out, "-er," in, 

Corey's rhythm increased as did the depth of penetration (if that's possible). With each stroke I could feel the tingle of orgasm rising in my twat. My twat and it's vagina with the filling penetration of Corey's monster cock ploughing in and pulling out were all I could feel or wanted to feel. I was having trouble catching my breath as I held back the orgasm, prolonging the growing feeling as long as possible. "not yet, not yet" I thought. 

"F-," out, "F-," in, "F-" out, "-a-," in "-a-," out. 

I couldn't' get it out. My voiced turned into a tiny squeak with each stroke. 

"ee," in, "ee,"out, "ee," in, "ee," out, "ee,"in, "ee," out, "ee," in, "ee,"out,

"ee," in, "ee,"out, Then I squeaked, "eeeee." The squeak turned into a squeal and rose to a scream. The scream faded back to a squeal and finally ended in a squeak the way it had started.

My body arched and my legs pushed against Corey's butt, pushing his cock further in. My vagina convulsed strongly and I could feel it pulling the cock in more. I felt like it would soon be coming out my mouth.

As my vagina convulsed a second time Corey gasped. He pushed in even more and his cock pulsed inside me. I felt the semen squeeze out against the upper end of my vagina. 

My vagina convulsed again and Corey's cock responded with another pulse of semen. I could feel the semen rushing along the wall of my vagina toward the opening. 

Vagina and cock convulsed again, working together to drive semen out of the cock and into an already filled vagina. The wetness poured out and streamed down my legs. 

Corey and I locked into a tight embrace. Our lips found each other and our tongues entwined in our mouths. Vagina and cock continued to pump semen into, through and out of my vagina in unison. 

The convulsions reduced and then finally ended with a mutual quivering of cock and vagina. Corey and I remained in our embrace as his quivering cock slowly softened. I could feel more semen flow out as the cock shrank. It was as if the entire cock had been full of it and was deflating by releasing semen. The cock would still occasionally spasm and squirt yet more semen. 

Corey and I finally released our embrace. "Ooh," I wish we didn't have to leave," I said. 

"Me too," Corey agreed. 

I sat up and semen seeped out of my twat. "They will definitely need to wash these sheets." I said. 

"They will?" Corey asked. I lifted my rear and showed him my dripping twat. Corey reached over and wiped it off with his finger. He put the finger in his mouth. "Doesn't taste that good, except for the strong hint of Susan juices." he said. 

I wiped some off and tasted it too. "I think it tastes pretty good. By itself semen can be pretty gross but the twat juice does enhance the flavor. I better go wash off." 

"I'll help," Corey volunteered. 

I put my hand over my twat to keep it from dripping on the carpet as I got up. "There isn't as much on the sheet as I thought. It felt like gallons were pouring out." 

I the bathroom Corey knelt down and lapped the semen out of my twat. "That tickles, and it's going to get me going again. But keep it up." 

I used toilet tissue to wipe out what Corey couldn't. "I hope I don't drip into my panties." 

Corey went down and took a real close look. "I don't think any more is going to come out." 

"Yeah, sure, you are down there to check for semen and not to check out my twat." I joked. He laughed and gave my twat a kiss.

All Things Must End

Despite our desire to stay and continue, our time was at an end. We were to be checked out by noon and it was already past eleven. 

As I dressed Corey said "goodbye" and kissed each part of my body before it disappeared under my clothing. It was sad and painful for me to watch them disappear as well. I loved seeing him watch my every move and examine my every part with adoration. 

Corey waited for me to finish before he dressed and I also said goodby and kissed his parts as they disappeared from my view. First to go was the wonderfully large "snake beast" which had given me such pleasure. I kept looking down at the bulge it made in Corey's underwear and then in his Jeans. 

We didn't need to go to the front desk. Corey simply called and told them we were checking out. He left the key card on the dresser. Corey carried our bags out while I held the door. As he walked down the hallway I stood with the door open and looked into the empty room. A room where I had just experienced the most fabulous hours of my life. A room I could never forget. A strong sense of sadness crept over me as the door closed and locked. 

When we got in the car I asked Corey, "Could we just sit here a bit? I am not ready to go home yet." 

"Sure, what's the matter?" 

"It seems like it's been forever since I left home -- a wonderful, heavenly forever. I need a few minutes to adjust to the world outside of the magical place we have just left. It seems like this world is a fantasy world and a dream. Though the one we just left is more the dream and fantasy." 

"I know what you mean, things out here don't seem quite real." 

I closed my eyes and thought about everything Corey and I had done and how enjoyable each and every one had been. To think that I had been even a little reluctant when I had blurted out that I would have sex with Corey without really thinking. To think that I had not wanted Kaitlyn to ask her mom to get this hotel room for us. "Doing it" in Corey's bedroom or the back seat of a car would not have been as wonderful, would even have been a potentially awful experience. 

And what about Corey? He had been so wonderful to me, fabulous. Was there even a word to properly describe it? Before he had been unable to say two words to me without hesitating. Now we were talking about everything and he was interested in me and what I was doing and going to do.

I liked him before, but now? I couldn't say I was in love with him, or was I? I looked over at him. He was gazing at me sadly. I imagined he was thinking that now I was done with him and after having seen and felt all of me and experienced the most intimately possible moments with me he was now relegated once again to catching glimpses of me as I visited with Kaitlyn. I gave him a kiss and said, "Corey, if you wish you will see me again. You will see all of me again. You will feel all of me again. My cave already misses the presence of your beast and if your beast misses my cave I assure him that he can lie within again." 

He visibly cheered up and kissed me back. 

"I'm ready to go home now," I said. 

Corey drove me home and I kissed him as I left the car. I walked up to the front door carrying my overnight bag. Inside were an unused nightgown, an unused bathrobe, a pair of panties and a skirt stained by my wetness from the movies and three condoms with Corey's semen still in them. 

As I opened the door, I realized that I had another container filled with his semen, a container within my own body. I thought almost yelling aloud, "what if I am pregnant?"



Susie Ch. 03



Susie O' #3 -- Corey and Me

I'm Susie, I recently graduated from high school. 

Earlier I told you about how I had sex with several boys along with four of my girlfriends. Then I spent a passionate night and morning of sexual activity with my best friend Kaitlyn's brother, Corey. When I agreed to do it I liked him but wasn't real fond of him. But afterwards I felt like I may be in love. I was also worried that I might be pregnant since we didn't use a condom one of the times we had sex.


Arrival Home

I came through the door after my night and morning of sex with Corey. "Mommy, Daddy, I'm home!" They thought I had spent the night with Kaitlyn, Corey's sister. 

"Daddy's golfing and Mommy's at the mall," that was my fourteen year old sister, Cathy who was watching TV in the family room. 

"Oh, well, I'm home, Cathy," I told her.

She used her sarcastic tongue, "I can see that." Then, she apparently sensed something was bothering me, "You look down." 

"Are you kidding I had a fabulous time!" 

"Well your feet aren't acting like it." 

"I guess I'm tired. I think I'll go lie down." 

"Wild night, no sleep at Kaitlyn's huh?" 

"Yes, I guess that's it. Maybe that's why my feet don't look like I had a fabulous time." 

" 'Kay, have nice nap," She went back to watching the TV.

"Thanks." 

I was tired. I had a wild night and a wild morning too, for that matter. I don't know how much sleep I got but it probably wasn't enough. 

I had the presence of mind to hide the stash of used condoms in my hiding place under a bureau drawer. I stuck the panties which Corey had moistened by fingering my twat at the movies in there too. They were dry now but still smelled of my twat juice and I didn't want that laundered out. I put the similarly moistened skirt in the hamper. 

I lay down and was immediately out. 

"Princess, wake up." I was startled and started to say, "Corey," but it was Daddy. I opened my eyes and looked up. 

"Dinner time princess. Long night, no sleep at Kaitlyn's?" he asked.

"Yes, I guess so. It's hard to know how much sleep you're getting when you're up late," I told him. 

"Did you have a good time." 

"A fabulous time." 

"Good, what did you do?" 

"The usual -- videos, a board game or two. Lots of talk." I was making it up as I went, hoping no one would ask about too much detail. 

"Any particularly good videos. I hope you're avoiding the X-rated ones." That last was not a joke. The sexual experiments which ended with five of us girls having sex with several boys had begun with watching X-rated videos. 

"No Daddy, not even any R rated ones." I was thinking how it was X-rated live, not a movie. 

At dinner, Mommy also asked me how the night at Kaitlyn's went and I answered the same as I did to Daddy. 

"Oh, board games. That's new. What did you play?" she asked. 

I named a couple and she said, "Those really need at least three people don't they" 

"Well, Kaitlyn's brother played with us." 

"Oh, Casey, isn't it?" 

"Corey, Mommy," I corrected her.

Cathy chimed in, "Oh, he's that fat guy isn't he?" 

I responded with a hint of anger, "He's NOT fat! Sure he's kind of overweight, but he's kind of cute." 

Cathy responded with her sing-song voice, "Susie likes Corey! Susie likes Corey!" 

"I do not! Well, maybe I do. He's always really nice when I'm at Kaitlyn's." 

My Mom asked, "So, how old is Corey?" 

"He's 20. He's attending Caltech. He graduated from my high school at the top of his class a couple of years ago." 

"He must be tough to beat at some games." 

I made something up, "He has a point handicap he uses when he plays games with Kaitlyn. We used that." 

"So do you play with him a lot?" 

"No, this was the first time he joined us. He's always been kind of shy. Maybe he's opening up a little now that he's in college." 

"Well, he sounds like a nice boy, Susie."

"Mommy, look at the way Susie smiled when you said that," Cathy giggled. "She's in love with him! Susie loves Corey! Susie loves Corey!" 

"I do not! Mommy make her stop!" 

"That's enough, Cathy," Mommy said to her. 

I stuck out my tongue at her. 

"That's enough from you too, Susie," Mommy said. "You're acting like you're still in grade school."

Thankfully, the conversation moved to other topics.


At Kaitlyn's

The next morning I went to Kaitlyn's. I was a bit nervous about seeing Corey. I wasn't sure how to act around him because I still wasn't sure of my feelings toward him. 

Kaitlyn's Mom answered the door. 

"Hello, Mrs. Daniels. Is Kaitlyn here?" 

"Of course, Susie. I gather you and Corey had a good time. He is floating on air." 

"Mrs. Daniels we had the most fabulous, the most wonderful, the most, the most ... well it was great!" 

I couldn't stop. "Mrs. Daniels do you know Corey has a huge cock?" 

" 'Penis', Susie. Yes, I know he has a big penis." 

"It's not just big, it's huge. When I first saw it I wasn't sure it could fit inside me but it did and it felt wonderful. Corey sure knows how to use it too." 

"Susie, this is more information than I need, You should tell Corey about how it felt." 

"Well anyway we had sex four times and each one was fabulous. I had an orgasm every time. I had six orgasms all together." 

"Susie, more information than I need to know." 

"Mrs. Daniels, you asked me. I thought you wanted to know if we had a good time. How can I tell you without mentioning the orgasms? You know once I had an orgasm just from what he was saying to me." I thought about Corey standing behind me and talking about how beautiful every part of my body was. I could feel the tingle of orgasm rising inside me as I thought. If I thought about it a bit more I would explode. "Mrs. Daniels, I am almost having an orgasm right now from thinking about it." 

"I am glad you had such a wonderful time," she said as she turned away. I heard her say under her breath, "six orgasms" with a tone of wonder, disbelief and envy. "Kaitlyn is upstairs, dear." 

I thought for a minute and then said quietly, "Mrs. Daniels." 

She turned back to face me, "What is it Susie?" 

"Mrs. Daniels, one time we had sex and I didn't let Corey put on a condom. I wanted him inside me so badly and I didn't want to wait. .... Do you think I might be pregnant, Mrs. Daniels?" 

"I don't know. That's something you really ought to discuss with your mother!" 

"Mrs. Daniels, she will come unglued if I tell her about it." 

"Would you rather she 'came unglued' when she hears you are pregnant? Believe me it will be better to talk to her now. She can help you understand if you are pregnant and then she will be your biggest help if you are pregnant. I know." 

She continued. "Susie, I insist that you tell her. If you don't, I will! I will give you two weeks. You are to have her call me after you tell her. If I don't hear from her in two weeks I will call and tell her." She marched into the kitchen. I followed and watched as she wrote "Call Susie's Mother" on her calendar. 

"Mrs. Daniels, I am 18 and don't need my mother's permission to have sex!"

"You need her help, Susie. If you are so grown up then you should be able to talk to her about this." Then she told me, "Oh, I assure you and you can assure her that I will be sure Corey takes his responsibility for this." 

"His responsibility?" I said. 

"He will pay for an abortion if that's what you want." 

"I won't have an abortion!" I yelled. 

"That's fine, dear. I want you to know that Corey will take care of his part of whatever you choose. If you let the baby out for adoption he will do whatever is required of him. I think the adoptive parents pay most of the expenses but Corey will pay his part of any. If you choose to keep the baby then Corey will pay for his part of the medical expenses and child support. Corey has a bit of money from his father and so can afford it." 

"I don't want Corey to do anything that would keep him from completing his college work," I told her. 

"I think he will be able to continue his studies and I am happy you show this concern. Of course you may not be pregnant. The important thing is to tell your mother, accept that she will 'come unglued' but realize that she will be your best support. She will be able to help you in ways no one else can. When is your period due, dear?" 

I told her I expected it next week and she said, "Then I doubt that you are pregnant but you must tell your mother!" 

I changed the subject, "Mrs. Daniels, Thank you for the hotel room, it made ever so much difference." 

"Perhaps too much difference, dear, but you are welcome." 

"And thank you for the 'glide' stuff, it did help, and for being sure Corey had big enough condoms. The ones I brought couldn't fit on him." 

"Again, you are welcome, dear." She turned away as a sign of dismissal.

I went up to Kaitlyn's room with a lot more on my mind. How could I tell my mom?

Kaitlyn

As I entered Kaitlyn's room she said, "you and my mom sure had a heated discussion. What was that about?" 

"One time, Corey and I had unprotected sex ..." 

"One time!" She laughed lightly, "one time? How many times did you have sex?" 

"Four." 

"Four times! No wonder Corey is wandering about like a zombie. Wait, do zombies float three feet off the floor and have huge grins on their faces? Well, no wonder anyway!" She laughed with pleasure. "Tell me more!" 

"Kaitlyn, the conversation I had with your mother was because one time we had unprotected sex. I wanted Corey in me so bad that I didn't let him put on a condom! I am worried that I may be pregnant." 

"You wanted him in you so bad? I guess Corey isn't the only one floating on air. Yes, you are in love, I can see it now." 

"I am not! Cathy said the same thing but I am not!" 

"Even your little sister can see it? You are, yes you are!" 

"Kaitlyn, I may be pregnant and your mom says I have to tell my mom! She's going to explode. I'll be grounded for life! She won't let me come over here. I won't be able to see you! I won't be able to see Corey!" 

"Not to ignore your problem Susie but you are in love. I gather the night went well for you?" 

I tried to switch subjects, "Kaitlyn, do you know that Corey has a huge cock?" 

"Well I have seen it bulging out of his pants so I guess I am aware of it. It's done it several times while we have been at the beach. Didn't you ever notice?" She laughed at the thought of his penis sticking out. 

"Kaitlyn, it's really embarrassing when that happens to him. You shouldn't laugh like that!" 

"Yep, you're in love." 

"Kaitlyn, please stop saying that. Well anyway he does have a big cock and he sure know how to use it. Wow!, the orgasms I had. I could never image such intensity." 

"So he knows how to use it. I guess the lesson with Johnny took." 

"Johnny did talk to him?" 

"Yeah, not only did he talk to him, he demonstrated." 

"Demonstrated? What do you mean?" 

"Well, it was very embarrassing. He demonstrated on me. When I asked him to help Corey, he said OK but told me I needed to help him show Corey how to do it. He had me get undressed in front of my own brother. And then he had me spread my legs so he could show Corey the important parts and how to touch them. He even made Corey put his fingers up my vagina so he could locate my 'G-spot'. My brother put his finger into my vagina! It was totally embarrassing, enjoyable, but embarrassing. Then he insisted that we 'do it' while Corey watched. All the time he was giving pointers. I am so glad we didn't have Corey over for the sex parties. Would I need to suck his cock along with the other girls? Would he need to suck me? Oh my God! since I would have invited him would I have to have intercourse with him? Maybe I could have convinced you to invite him." 

I laughed at the thoughts. "I think there was more than Johnny's lesson going on with Corey. Maybe he picked up a few techniques but I doubt Johnny showed him how to bring me to orgasm without touching me." 

"What? Impossible!" 

"Well maybe he did touch me a little but what did it was the way he described how beautiful every part of my body was. I start to tingle just thinking of it. I almost had an orgasm when I thought of it while talking to your mother. There was more going on than Johnny could have possibly taught him with a lesson. Even using you as a demonstration model." 

As I finished, Corey stuck his head in the door. My heart skipped a beat. Without thinking and before he could say anything I yelled "Corey!" leaped up, ran over and planted a huge kiss on his lips. 

"Corey, can we talk" I whispered. 

We left the room to Kaitlyn singing, "Yeah, I know it, Yes I do. Was I right? Was I right? Oh Yeah! Oh YEAH!"

Corey

I sat down next to him on his bed. "Corey, remember how I said I would dance naked for you again, how I would let you touch me again, how we would have sex again." 

"Yes," he said, clearly expecting a let-down. 

"Well I have decided that not only am I going to honor that but I will also say that I will not have sex with or do anything sexual with any other boys." 

"But what about your boyfriend?" 

"My boyfriend?" I realized he meant Randy. I had mentioned Randy when I first told him I would have sex with him. "I don't have a 'boyfriend'. The boy I mentioned before is a boy I had sex with when I felt I needed it. He isn't a 'boyfriend' and I don't need to have sex with him. Right now, I only want you, Corey." Maybe Kaitlyn was right about me being in love. 

"So can we do it again soon?" 

I thought he was being a bit over-eager. I expected more sensitivity. "Corey, I am still going to ask you to honor your promise not to ask me. It's not because I don't like you, it's because things are very confused to me right now. I need to sort out my feelings for you, Corey. They are all good, they are all positive but they are terribly, terribly intense. I can't think right. I need patience from you, Corey." 

"Okay, I can wait for you as long as it takes," he said, calmly and with a tone of concern.

"That is more like it," I thought. 

Then I told him, "One other thing, when I do decide to have sex with you again I will let you know what I have decided about us as a 'couple'. I am so happy with you. Let me show my appreciation." I gave him a small kiss, got up and removed my top, and my bra. I bent over and removed my shoes and my jeans. He gazed at my panties as I slowly lowered them. I raised my arms and slowly rotated in front of him three or four times. 

I sat back on the bed with my knees folded and slightly spread so he could see my twat if he wanted. He stroked my tits. I took one hand and placed it on my thigh with the fingers against my twat. 

"Corey, remember when we had sex without a condom." 

"Yes I do," his eyes glazed. Then realization set in, "Do you think you are pregnant?" 

"I don't know, I might be. Your mom insists I tell my mom about it so she can help me if I am pregnant." 

"That sounds like a good thing to do." 

"Corey, my Mommy ..., My Mom isn't ..."

Corey interrupted me, "Susan."

A bit annoyed I asked, "what?"

Corey told me, "You can call your mother 'Mommy' if you want. I think it's sweet that you feel so close to her."

"Oh," I said, "kids tease me in school when I say it."

"I'll never tease you about that, Susan."

I kissed him, stroked his cock, which I had been calling his "beast", through his jeans and resumed, "Well, my mom, ... My Mommy, isn't like your mom. She will be very angry, partly at you. She may not let me see you and I can't stand that thought." 

"Princess Susan, I am sure we can talk to her about that. If she is angry, she will get over it and we can talk to her. After all, you are 18 and not a little girl anymore." 

At the sound of my "title" I turned around and lay back against his chest with his arms about me. "Oh Corey, you are so, so wonderful. I hope you are right." 

I lay quietly as he continued to explore my body with his fingers. The beast rose behind me and nuzzled my butt. "Corey, I must go or we will have sex and I need to think." 

I rose and dressed, kissed him fondly and went back to Kaitlyn's room. 

"Good-bye for now, princess," he said. "Everything will work out, we can make it work out." 

As I entered her room Kaitlyn grinned broadly and said, "Didn't I tell you!" 

I admitted defeat, "Maybe you are right but I still need time to get my feelings sorted out. I still need to tell my mom." 

"That was pretty quick with Corey, how was the orgasm this time?" 

"We didn't have sex I just talked to him about how I need time to think through my feelings." 

"Was he okay with that?" 

"I think so, especially since I did everything but flat out say that I wanted him and no-one else. I got naked for him too." 

"Well that should do it," she laughed.

Mommy

That evening when my mom got home I told her, "I need to talk to you." 

"Of course dear, what about?" 

"Not in front of Cathy, I want to talk in private, in my room." 

"Of course, do you want to do it now?" 

"Can we talk after dinner? This may take awhile." 

I was quiet at dinner and both Mommy and Daddy asked if I was feeling OK. I said I wanted to talk to Mommy about it after dinner. 

In my room, I decided to get right to the point. 

"Mommy, please don't get angry at me. please." 

I don't know if that helped but I could see she was more concerned about the subject now. "I will try not to dear, what is it? Did you do something?" 

"Mommy, I have been having sex." 

"Oh, Susan!" 

"Mommy, after we stopped having sex at Judy's I called one of the boys I met at Judy's and we have been having sex." 

"What are we to do with you? Who is this boy? You are not to see him again, Susan." 

"I don't plan to, Mommy, but I would if I really wanted to." 

"What do you mean? Are you defying me, young lady." I think I made a mistake there, her anger was rising and I still needed to talk to her about Corey. Maybe I should have started with Corey but I thought introducing Randy first would reduce her anger at Corey. 

"Mommy, I have had sex with someone else. Someone I really, really like." 

"Indeed, and who is this?" 

"Mommy, it's Corey, Kaitlyn's brother. Remember we talked about him yesterday at dinner." 

"Yes, and I thought you were just thinking about maybe going out to a movie with him. Instead you two are having sex? Susan, he is an older boy and is taking advantage of you. You are to have nothing to do with him, or his sister."

"Mommy, Kaitlyn is my best friend!" 

"A best friend would not allow her brother to take advantage." 

"Mommy, Corey did not take advantage of me. He has always been very nice to me and would never have asked me for sex. He is so shy he might never even have asked me to the movies. I asked him for sex!" 

"Why didn't you just ask him to the movies?" 

I thought, "A good question, I am sure he would have been completely happy to just do that." I told Mommy, "I did. And I asked for sex too. Kaitlyn had told me that her brother had never had sex and I thought that would be a good way to make him feel especially happy. I guess I wanted it too. And you, know I really enjoyed it. We had sex four times and I had an orgasm every time and two other orgasms too!" I think I said that last just to get her more upset. 

"Susan, what are we to do with you? You are definitely grounded. I will talk to your father to see if you can be allowed out before you are 65. And -- my decision stands, you are not to see Kaitlyn or her brother!" 

"Mommy no! Kaitlyn is my best friend! I love Corey! You can't keep me from seeing them! I'm 18 and can do what I want," I collapsed in sobs as she left the room. I repeated to myself, "Kaitlyn is my best friend! I love Corey! I'm 18. Kaitlyn is my best friend! I love Corey! I'm 18." 




Susie Ch. 03



Chapter 3 - Susie Lets Him Touch Her

And then it was over. Now what, she thought. 

I guess she looked like she didn't know what to do. 

"Come here," he said. 

She slowly walked over to him on the couch.

Jim reached out to her, as she got closer. She walked into his arms and he placed his hands on her hips. He looked up at her. 

"You are SO beautiful," he said. 

"I am SO nervous," she said. 

"Don't be. I won't hurt you."

He pulled her closer, his hands holding her butt. Her boobs were at mouth level. He leaned forward and kissed one nipple, then the other. OH! It felt like heaven.

Oh, the feeling of his lips on her nipples. And he was gently squeezing her butt...her ass, she almost giggled. She didn't talk like that, but she felt....incredibly sexy right now. That word seemed to fit.

He began to lick all around her right nipple. She looked down at him and he was looking right into her eyes. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back. 

She loved what his tongue was doing to her. She knew her nipple was hard and extended. He began to rub her butt, her ass. That felt SO good. 

She let out a soft sigh. He moved to her other nipple. He licked all around her boob. Her breast, her TIT, she thought. What was happening to her? It felt SO good. She thought her legs were giving out. But he held her up. 

Her breath was coming very quickly now. She let out a moan. I don't ever want this to stop, she thought. I can't believe how this feels. Stark naked with an older man licking my boobs, rubbing my ass. 

She had her hands at her side. She moved them up around his head, pulling him closer, running her fingers through his hair. Her hips were rotating, involuntarily. 

She was tingling all over her body. Her pussy was throbbing. She wished she could touch herself, but she was not in control of anything, just enjoying her wonderful feelings.

Suddenly her legs gave way. He caught her and slowly laid her down on the floor. Her breaths were coming in gulps. Her body was tingling all over, not like having an orgasm, but close to it. She stretched out on the floor, not caring that her legs were spread and he could see her whole pussy. 

Jim got down on his knees between her legs. He began to kiss her legs, slowly working up. He kissed her knees and moved up to her thighs. 

He began to kiss the insides of her thighs, moving up, closer and closer to her pussy. She's heard about oral sex, but wasn't sure what it was. She was beginning to get the idea.

She looked down her body at him. He was looking up her body at her. 

"I'm a virgin," she said. 

"Don't worry, I won't take that from you. But if you don't mind, I'll make you feel really good."

Better than this, she thought? 

He kissed the insides of her thighs, closer and closer to her pussy. She spread her legs even more. She wanted to show him her pussy. She wanted him to kiss it...if he wanted to.

He got all the way to the top of her legs, right next to her pussy. Her pussy hair was very fine and she had trimmed it yesterday morning. She wondered what he thought of her pussy. Would he kiss it? Would he lick it? She wanted him to.

As she watched he began to lick up her pussy lips. She jumped when he touched her. No one had ever touched her there! But, oh, it felt so good! 

She was sort of embarrassed, but then again she didn't care. She loved what he was doing to her. She had never had feelings like that. Even when she masturbated. This was different. 

His hands slid up her legs, along her thighs, up to the juncture of her legs. He removed his mouth from her pussy lips and spread them with his fingers. Then he licked inside her pussy...her cunt? Yes, her cunt. She couldn't believe that she had thoughts like that. But then again, she couldn't believe that she was stark naked, lying on the floor with her legs spread apart with his head buried between her legs licking her pussy.

He stuck his tongue inside her cunt, and began to tongue fuck her. He slid his hands under her ass and lifted slightly. He squeezed her ass cheeks as he tongue fucked her. What wonderful feelings! It felt SO good. 

Then he moved up to the top of her pussy. He licked up, over her clit and retreated back to her cunt. She jumped when he licked her clit. 

She moaned. He licked up to her clit again and this time stayed there, lightly licking around it. She pushed her pussy at his tongue, trying to get him to lick over her clit. He was teasing her. And it was working.

"Please," she pleaded. 

In a long, slow lick, he once again went over her clit. And back down. He did it again, this time putting more pressure on her clit. 

She moaned loudly and began to arch her back. He slipped her legs over his shoulders and began to raise up, continuing to lick her clit.

He moved all the way to his knees, pulling her closer to him. Her head was the only part of her body on the floor. 

He was lightly rubbing her ass as licked up and down, left and right over her clit. He stuck his thumb in her cunt and slowly thumb fucked her. 

Susie could not believe how good that felt. She felt an orgasm building, but nothing like she'd ever experienced when she masturbated. This was different. Her whole body tingled. 

She began to rub her boobs. Her breathing was coming in short gasps. Her ass was rotating in his hands. She wrapped her legs around his head, harder and harder. She bucked against his tongue. She was whimpering. 

All at once she totally lost control and spasms wracked her body. She came like she had never cum before. 

He continued to lick her clit and rub her ass as she came. He speeded up his thumb in her cunt as she spasmed, gasped, moaned, bucked, until she cried out "stop!" 

She couldn't take any more. 



Susie Ch. 03



I realized that I hadn't had a chance to tell her I might be pregnant or to have her call Mrs. Daniels.


Daddy

Between sobs I could hear Mommy and Daddy talking. 

I heard Daddy come into my room and shut the door. 

"So, your mother tells me you are still having sex." 

"Not a lot Daddy. Only every couple of weeks with Randy and four times now with Corey." 

"For an unmarried girl of 18 that's more than a little sex." 

"Well, Daddy, it's so much fun. Sometimes I think of it and just think I need to have it again." 

"Princess, sex is not for having fun." 

"Then why is it so much fun?" 

"Princess, the fun part is so that people will have sex but the reason for sex is to make babies." 

I gulped but said nothing. 

"Princess, a man and a woman should first get to know and love each other before they have sex. Otherwise they can't know whether its just the sex that makes them feel the way they do." 

I thought about my confusion. Do I really love Corey? 

"When they love each other, the sex can be even more pleasing." 

"Hard to imagine," I thought. But then I thought, "Maybe it's because I love Corey that I so enjoyed sex with him." 

Daddy continued, "The pleasure that comes with sex can increase their love and helps them to stay together and care for any children that come as a result of the sex.

"And, My Princess, I said a man and a woman, not a boy and a girl. Only a man and a woman are old enough to be able to properly care for a child. When a girl has a baby it is more difficult for both of them. A young girl often can't take care of a child properly and the child changes her ability to have a normal life. Youth is a time for play and learning, not a time to be responsible for another life." 

"I'm 18, aren't I a woman now?" I asked. I wasn't sure what else to say. He had presented his case well and the possibility that I was pregnant had caused it to hit home. 

"Well, I'm not sure whether you're entirely a woman yet," he responded. "To me you'll probably always be my little princess."

"Daddy?" 

"Yes Princess." 

"Daddy does it make me a bad girl if I danced naked in front of Corey?" 

"You are a good girl, Princess" 

"I told him, 'A lovely young lady dances naked for your pleasure.' Does that make me a bad girl daddy?" 

"You are still a good girl, Princess" 

"I danced so he could see my whole body, even the sex parts, ... especially so he could see the sex parts. Does that make me a bad girl?" 

"No, you are a good girl." 

"Daddy?" 

"Yes, My Princess." 

"Corey called me 'The most wonderfully beautiful thing he had ever seen.' Does that make him a bad boy?" 

"No, princess, I am sure you are 'the most wonderfully beautiful thing he has ever seen'." I could hear my daddy's voice choking as he said this. 

"Daddy, he also called me 'Susan, the amazingly beautiful, princess of pleasure'." Does that make him a bad boy? 

"Well, my princess, You are an amazingly beautiful princess. I would wish he would leave out the 'of pleasure' part." He said this with a note of sadness. 

"Daddy, I did give him pleasure, lots of pleasure, I could tell." 

"I am sure you did." There was a note of anger and I wish he had called me a "princess" this time. 

"Daddy, don't get mad at Corey, he gave me lots of pleasure too, and I was the one who decided to do this, not him." 

"Princess, I am not sure of that." 

"Well, Kaitlyn just told me that he had never had sex and then later she told me that he liked me best of all her friends. Corey is kind of cute and has always been nice to me so I offered to have sex with him." 

"Maybe he put Kaitlyn up to that." 

"No, Daddy, if that were the case Kaitlyn would have asked me directly and would have pushed a bit harder."

"Daddy, you were talking about how pleasure in sex is for increasing people's love." 

"Yes, My Princess" 

"Well, Daddy, do you mean just the pleasure that you feel while you are having sex or do you mean having an orgasm." 

"Susan, what do you know about 'orgasms'?" 

"Daddy, I have had orgasms" 

"You have?" he choked. 

"Of course, I had orgasms every time with Corey and he did too."

Daddy said, "I guess both the pleasure when you are having sex and orgasms are both important but the orgasms are probably the most important." 

"Daddy, does Mommy have orgasms when you have sex? 

"Susan, I don't think that's any of your business." 

"Daddy, you just told me that having orgasms is important to help people to stay together. It's important to me that you and Mommy stay together. Orgasms make me happy, really happy. Don't you want Mommy to be happy? 

"Of course I do." 

"Well I think orgasms would make her happy. Don't you think Mommy deserves having orgasms?" 

"Of course she does sweetheart. Why do you think she doesn't have them?" 

"When I told her I had six orgasms with Corey..." 

"six orgasms?" Daddy almost choked. 

"Yes, six orgasms. Anyway, she looked, like, really sad and even jealous, like she hasn't had orgasms, maybe for a long time. Oh wait, seven orgasms." I had forgotten my orgasm before the first time we had sex. 

He groaned, "Seven!" and said, "Well sweetheart I don't know for sure if she has had one." 

"Oh Daddy!" I laughed. "You can tell. When I have an orgasm my whole body shakes. My tummy quivers, I mean major quivers, and my vagina has spasms that squeeze the boy's penis hard. I know he can feel all that. With Corey he didn't ejaculate until my orgasm. And then my orgasm forced his ejaculate and pulled the semen out of him. You would know, Daddy." 

Daddy stared at me, speechless. 

"It's just like I know when a boy has his orgasm. His body goes rigid and I can feel his penis ejaculating and pumping the semen into me. It jerks and jerks inside. With Corey I could feel the semen swooshing through his penis and into me." 

Daddy lost his composure and started sobbing. 

"Daddy, what's wrong?" I held him and gave him a big hug. 

"Well, Princess I don't think any father enjoys talking to his daughter about her sexual activities, even if she is grown and married. A young, unmarried, daughter describing her sexual activity in detail is a bit much for any father and certainly for me." 

I am sorry, Daddy, I just want you and Mommy to be happy. I know I am not helping by having sex but that's the way it is and I can't take it back. You need to know that I will probably not stop. I am 18, after all. You and Mommy telling me to stop will not do it for sure. Some of what you just said makes me think. And talking to me like this is more likely to cause me to stop than trying to forbid me." 

"Princess, thank you for telling me that." 

"Daddy, I think I love Corey and I will have sex with him again if I wish and he wishes. You and Mommy will not prevent that. I don't want to go against your wishes but I will. I would much prefer that you understand, even though you object and give me good reasons to stop. Please don't demand that I not see Corey, even though I will be having sex with him. Please don't demand that I stop seeing Kaitlyn. She is my best friend and not having a best friend or trying to find another one is not likely to keep me from having sex. It may even make me want to have sex even more." 

I finished by saying, "Daddy, promise me to give Mommy an orgasm. I know she wants one. I want her to have one." 

"OK, Princess, I promise." 

I felt much better but still sad and got into bed and fell asleep. 

Mommy and Daddy

I awoke in the night to sounds I had heard before. Mommy and Daddy were having sex! I could hear the sound of the bed and occasional moans from Mommy. Daddy was keeping his promise! 

I listened carefully. The bed creaked a bit more frequently and Mommy's moans were also more frequent and louder. Then they suddenly got very loud. I think she was trying to hold them back because they seemed to be coming from her nose rather than her mouth. Suddenly she let out a loud whining sound, almost a siren. "go Daddy, go!" I thought as Mommy's siren sound shrank to a whimper which I could hardly hear. 

The bed kept creaking and Mommy's moans started again. "Way to go, Daddy!"I thought. Again the moans increased and another siren sounded. "Wow, Daddy, twice! go for three!" But the creaking stopped. I listened hard. Mommy was moaning with a quiet, pleasureful moan. I think I could hear daddy breathing hard. I fell asleep wondering if I might now have a brother or sister on the way.

The alarm went off! Monday morning, I had to get to work early for the breakfast crowd. it seemed like forever since I left work last Friday. I got dressed and went downstairs. Daddy was there making coffee. Since I didn't have my own car he would take me to work. After work I would walk to his workplace and drive his car home. Mommy would pick him up in the evening.

"Good morning, princess." he said.

"Good morning, Daddy," I replied. "You kept your promise!" I gave him a kiss.

"My promise?" he seemed bemused.

"Yes, your promise to give Mommy an orgasm," I said.

"Oh, well, yes, but I didn't think of it as keeping a promise to you. How do you know?"

"Oh, Daddy, I can hear you from my room and when Mommy has an orgasm she probably wakes the whole neighborhood!"

"You best not tell her that," he said. "She would be embarrassed and probably not show her face in front of the neighbors."

"You're funny, Daddy," I said as I gave him another kiss.

As we ate breakfast I asked whether he had talked to Mommy about me having sex.

"Of course I did, princess," he told me. "And for now, we want you to come straight home from work and not see or speak to anyone outside the family."

"Daddy, I'm a grown-up now! I'm 18! You can't ground me!" I complained.

"Well, princess, you are not quite a grown-up since you are still dependant on your mother and me," He said, quite matter of factly. "And I did phrase it as a request which I would very much like you to honor."

Cathy came tripping into the kitchen, "What are you talking about?" she asked, feigning innocence.

"Nothing special," I claimed. Cathy usually knows everything that is going on and I was sure she knew that I had told Mommy and Daddy that I was having sex.

She looked at Daddy and giggled. Then when he got up from the table she whispered to me, "Did you hear them last night?" She half covered her face and mouth and went into almost uncontrollable giggles. 

I whispered back, "Yes I did, and it's wonderful, not funny." 

"Mommy sounded like a fire engine," she whispered, giggling and hiding her face. 

"I guess she did," I told her "I think she was having a good time! I think it's wonderful!"

Daddy came back to tell me it was time to leave and Mommy came in behind him.

Cathy hid her head under the table as giggles continued. I guess I had a big smile. Mommy asked, "What's with you two? Remember, Susan, you are not to go out today nor have any one over. Cathy! What is with you?" 

"Mommy, we heard you last night," she answered, popping her head briefly from under the table. 

"Heard me? Heard me when?" 

"Mommy, we heard you and daddy having sex," I told her. "That's why Cathy is hiding and giggling." 

"Oh, I see. And how do you know that is what we were doing?" 

"Mommy," I told her, "it was obvious. It's not like we haven't heard before. We know what it is. You were exceptionally loud last night and I think it's wonderful!" 

Cathy put in a brave appearance, "You sounded like a fire engine, Mommy!" and then disappeared with more giggles. 

"Wonderful? Why?" 

"Because Daddy told me how having sex is for people who love each other and helps them love each other more. Mommy did you have an orgasm?" 

"That is definitely none of your business, young lady." 

Cathy came up, briefly, again, "What's an orgasm?" 

Mommy groaned.

I told Cathy, "An orgasm is the most pleasurable part of having sex. The pleasure grows until it's almost unbearable and your body jerks. Daddy says its when the people having sex feel closest to each other and that it's the most important part of helping the couple love each other."

I turned to Mommy and told her, "Any way, Mommy, I think you did have an orgasm and that's why you 'sounded like a fire engine'. I am so happy!" 

"Well, that's good, but you're still grounded." 

Cathy heard the "G" word and popped up. "What's going on? Why is Susie grounded? Susie, what did you do this time?" 

"Not your business," Mommy said. 

"I will tell you later." I said. 

to Mommy I said, "There is more I need to talk to you about when you get home from work." 

The look on her face shouted, "Please don't tell me you are pregnant," but she said "OK, after dinner." 

"Mommy, I think maybe as soon as you get home this time."

During the drive to work Daddy told me that he and Mommy would very much appreciate it if I honored their request to stay home this afternoon. "You've always been a good girl. Please don't start doing things to injure our relationship now that you are almost grown and on your own," he implored me.

I responded, "Well, okay, for now. But I won't stop seeing Kaitlyn and Corey. You know I make enough money to live on my own."

"I think you may be surprised at how much money it takes to live on your own," he said. "And that money is for your education."

"Well, if I need to I just won't go to a four year college after community college!" I said.

"Princess, don't cut off your nose to spite your face and please don't make threats," he told me as I got out and went in to work.


Cathy

No one was home when I got off work so I called Kaitlyn. Even though Daddy had asked me not to talk to her, I needed to tell her and Corey that I couldn't come by and that she mustn't come here. 

Mrs. Daniels answered. 

"Hello, Mrs. Daniels, this is Susie. 

"Why hello Susie, do you want to speak to Kaitlyn?" Then she apparently realized there was another person I might want to talk to, "... or Corey?" 

"I want to speak to you first, Mrs. Daniels. I told my mom about me and Corey last night. She was upset but perhaps not as upset as I thought. She was upset enough that I didn't have a chance to ask her to call you. I will ask her to do that tonight." 

"That's good, Susie." 

"Mrs. Daniels, I also didn't get a chance to tell her I think I might be pregnant but I think she suspects I am going to tell her I am pregnant." 

"Well then it will be a relief when she hears you only may be pregnant." 

"I hope so. Mrs. Daniels. When she does call could you help get her to feel better about Corey and me? She has grounded me indefinitely and told me I can't see either Corey or Kaitlyn. I won't be able to stand not seeing my best friend or Corey. Please do what you can to help her understand?" 

"I will try, Susie. I don't want Kaitlyn to be without her best friend either and I certainly want to give you and Corey a chance. He is so happy right now." 

"Thank you, Mrs. Daniels. I guess I will talk to Kaitlyn now." 

When Kaitlyn got on I told her that I was grounded and couldn't see her. I told her I would let her know when the exact terms of my grounding were determined and asked if Corey was there. 

"No he's out with friends. Probably looking at airplanes and bragging about you." 

"Do you think he's telling them all about our time together?" 

"I don't think Corey is the kiss and tell type but I don't see how he will be able to avoid telling them that he went out with you. How far he will go in his story I don't know. He will surely say you went to the movie and kissed but probably will stop short of even telling them you were naked, let alone that you had sex. His 'buds' are pretty sharp and they will likely guess that things went pretty far." 

"Thanks, Kaitlyn. Could you tell Corey that I am grounded. I don't think he should call. If someone else answers then there could be even more trouble." 

"I'll tell him. Good-bye and I hope for the best." 

"Good-bye Kaitlyn."

I spent the next half hour watching TV but mostly feeling sorry for myself. How would I get out of any demand from Mommy and Daddy that I not see Corey or Kaitlyn. I wouldn't let that happen. I was old enough that I could do whatever I wanted. My statement to Daddy wasn't just an idle threat. I would move out and live on my own if I needed to.

Cathy came home and when she saw me put on her best TV detective face and voice. "OK, what's going on, why are you grounded this time?" 

I admitted the facts to her, "Well Cathy, last night I told Mommy that I was having sex." From her reaction I could tell that she already knew.

She put on a face of aghast and exclaimed in a voice of astonishment and disdain, "Again? After what happened when you were caught having sex with all the boys in class?" Then she added with a light laugh, "That was quite a brouhaha. I wouldn't want to see that again." 

"Brouhaha" was appropriate but insufficient to describe the goings on at that time. I think Cathy would have been glad to see another as long as she was not involved. Daddy should call her "drama queen" instead of "angel". She had taken in the whole 'brouhaha' and, I think, enjoyed every minute of the drama being carried out. 

She put on a face of innocence and asked, sweet as can be, "Who did you have sex with?" She quickly switched to her secret agent face and voice, "Anyone I would know?" 

"Kaitlyn's brother, Corey." 

She feigned a swoon with the back of her hand to her forehead. "I thought you were in love from the way you acted last night." Then she switched to the caring, grand motherly type, "I bet you're in big trouble. Grounded for the rest of your life or just until Mommy and Daddy are dead?" 

I could imagine her thoughts as she analyzed the dramatic situation. Perhaps Romeo and Juliet was being played out. The elements were there. She could see the families at loggerheads and the romantic leads insistent on being together. Well one thing I was sure of was that no one would end up dead. I could see only two outcomes. Everyone would be at least moderately happy or no-one would be happy. This wasn't going to end with a few happy and a few unhappy family members. I resolved to do what I could to end up in the happy situation. For me this meant Corey and I together and everyone accepting that. 

To me the key was Mommy. She needed to accept Corey and the fact that we were having sex. If she accepted this, Daddy certainly would. I resolved to work at making Mommy happy with the situation.


Mommy and Daddy Again

As soon as Mommy came in the door I reminded her that we needed to talk. She went up to her bedroom, changed into her house clothes and came into my room. 

"Mommy, first of all, Corey's Mom told me that she wants you to call her. When she found out, she said that if I didn't talk to you, she would. She also said that I must have you call so she would know that I talked to you." 

"Well at least someone is showing some sense." 

I jumped right to the point, "Mommy, Corey and I had sex without a condom." 

"Susan, are you pregnant?" I was expecting the question. 

"No, well maybe, I don't know yet. That was only two days ago. Corey's mom said that you were the only one who could help me now. She also said that you would be the one to help me through it if I am pregnant." 

Mommy seemed surprised and pleased by this, "Well she does show a lot of sense about this." 

"Mommy, I think she has a lot of sense about other things too. Maybe I shouldn't say this and I don't know if it's true but I suspect that she had sex and may have been pregnant before she was married. Mommy, things Kaitlyn has said about her grandmother make me think that her grandmother reacted poorly and that caused a lot of problems for everyone. Problems that still go on in their family. Please listen to what Mrs. Daniels says. I don't want our family to have problems." 




Susie Ch. 03



Mommy agreed, "I will listen to what she has to say, dear." 

"Oh, Mommy, she also said that she would be sure Corey would do his part, whatever is required. You know his father is rich and he has a 'trust fund' as a result of the divorce. Mrs. Daniels says that she will be sure he helps out no matter what we decide to do, even if I keep the baby. And Mommy..." 

"Yes dear." 

"I know Corey. He will do whatever is needed on his own. He won't need his mom to tell him what to do." 

"OK. Thank you for telling me." 

"Mommy." 

"Yes, what else?" 

"You and Daddy still need to decide the terms of my grounding and any other punishment. Can I talk about that?" 

"Yes you may." 

"Well Mommy. I need my best friend. If you take Kaitlyn away from me then I will be on my own. I need her." 

"And Mommy, I think I love Corey. I don't want to disobey you but I will find a way to see him and will probably have sex with him. He is a good boy. He is a smart boy and will likely go on to graduate school and he has a good future. I think he will be good for me, even if we do have sex. Mommy, you can help me keep from getting pregnant. Maybe when you talk to Mrs. Daniels you can ask her about Corey. You will see what a good boy he is." 

"I will take that under advisement but you are still grounded and are not to see either Kaitlyn or Corey." 

"OK, Mommy. Don't forget to call Mrs. Daniels."

The phone rang at dinner time. Daddy answered the phone and I could hear him say "Corey, Susan cannot speak to you and I don't want you to call again!" Then, "Oh, what is it you have to say to me?" I could tell that Corey was talking to Daddy about me and what he thought of me. I prayed and prayed he would not make things worse. 

Daddy hung up and came to the table. "That was Corey. He had some very complimentary things to say about you, Princess." Then he spoke to Mommy, "Dear, I would like to talk to you about this young man. he certainly showed courage calling me and I had to agree with much that he said." And to me again, "he does seem like a fine boy, Princess." 

After dinner, Mommy called Mrs. Daniels and then she and Daddy went into their room to talk. The sounds made it clear they were doing more than talking. I remembered having sex with Corey while we talked and I hoped they were doing the same. Mommy and Daddy did not come out that night. Mommy made no fire truck sounds but there were a few loud whines which I interpreted as fire truck sirens being suppressed. "Go, Daddy!" I thought, "Mommy won't be envious of my seven orgasms after this." 

The next morning, Mommy was up early and eating breakfast as I came down. She said to me, "Your father and I have discussed what to do about you and Corey and have decided that you are right. If you are going to have sex with him you will find a way. You are almost an adult now and need to be making your own decisions so we are not going to punish you over this. But we want you to know that although we approve of you being with Corey, we do not approve of your having sex with him." 

I was overjoyed, "Oh Mommy thank you, and Daddy too. You are making me so happy!" 

I thought for a minute and said, "Mommy, I don't want to get pregnant. Will I be able to get the pill?" 

She said, "That's not something your father and I have considered. I am concerned that helping you get 'the pill' implies we approve of your sexual activity. It certainly is supportive of the activity. But we don't want to see you pregnant either. We will discuss this more but I suspect we will have no other choice. Susan, I would hope there is some way we could persuade you to be with and love Corey without you having sex with him. That is possible you know." 

"Mommy, maybe it would be possible if we hadn't had sex already and I do wish we hadn't. But now that we have, I don't see how I could tolerate being with him but not having any sex."

"For now, I guess we all have to be honest with each other," she told me. "Please, dear, don't keep us in the dark about your relationship with Corey. We love you too you know." 

"Yes I know, Mommy, and I love you!"

On the drive to work I thanked Daddy for his special help.

"I didn't do anything special, my princess. You should probably thank Corey and Corey's mother for what they said to us on the phone. I think that made the biggest difference."

"Oh, Daddy, I know you made a big difference too. You gave Mommy several orgasms over the last couple of nights. I know that helped."

Daddy was silent for the rest of the trip but I noticed a smile on his lips.

Going into work I felt like I had successfully navigated the situation to the happy conclusion I had wanted. I realized the important part Corey had played with his conversation with Daddy. Corey's mom had also played an important part too, maybe the biggest part. I needed to thank them both.


Gifts

I owed Corey the answer to his question about whether we could be together. It was obvious now that I was in love with him and wanted to be with him. I thought about how to tell him and came up with some special "gifts" for him. I went shopping and didn't call Corey that afternoon. Instead I prepared for a visit tomorrow at which I would tell him the good news. 

Cathy thought I was staying home because I was still grounded. When I told her that I was no longer grounded and would be allowed to see Corey I could tell she was disappointed that the expected drama had dissipated so quickly. 

When Mommy came home I had a dozen roses to gave to her. "This is to show my appreciation for what you and Daddy decided about Corey and me," I told her.

"Susie, you are welcome. You needn't thank me for doing something out of love for you." 

"But I want to show you my appreciation, Mommy. I also am going to give some to Mrs. Daniels. I don't know what you and she talked about but I know she helped with your decision." 

"Yes she did, Susie, and I think she will very much appreciate your gesture." 

At dinner I reminded Mommy that she and Daddy had to discuss 'the pill'. I had to hint at it because Cathy was there. 

For the third evening in a row I heard Mommy an Daddy having sex. I thought, "One very good thing has come of this, they are doing it way more than they used to. And, Mommy is having orgasms too!" 

The next day I was so anxious to get to Corey that I ran the three blocks to Daddy's work to pick up the car. I stopped on the way to get the roses for Mrs. Daniels. At the Daniels' home I knocked on the door. As I had hoped, Mrs. Daniels answered. 

"Susie! this is a pleasant surprise. I assume your grounding is lifted?" 

"Yes it is, Mrs. Daniels," I told her. "And I am allowed to see Kaitlyn and Corey. And my parents accept the possibility that Corey and I will have sex even though they have made it clear they don't approve." 

I handed her the roses, "These are for you, Mrs. Daniels for all you have done for me and for whatever part you played in my parents' decision." 

"Oh, Susie, thank you. You know you needn't have done anything for me." 

"No I don't know that, Mrs. Daniels. I owe you a lot and these roses are not anywhere near adequate appreciation for what you have done." 

Then I said, "I sure hope Corey is home. I didn't call ... I wanted to surprise him." 

"You are in luck. He is here. He's been worried about you and what your parents will decide. Why don't you just go up to his room." 

Kaitlyn was watching TV and saw me. I put my finger to my lips and pointed upstairs. She nodded and watched me go up. 

The door to Corey's room was open. I peeked in and said, "Princess Susan to see Sir Corey, Duke of the Courtyard." 

He jumped up, "Susan! Susan! Does this mean you are free, and allowed to see me?" 

"Yes. And I come bearing gifts for you. May I close the door?" 

"Certainly," and he closed it for me. 

"Corey, I know that what you said to my Daddy, ... my dad." 

Once again he interrupted me, "Susan, I told you that you can refer to him as 'Daddy' to me. I know how special he is to you and how much you love for each other. I don't think you are childish to call him that and I certainly won't kid you over it. I wish I could call my father 'Daddy'. I don't even feel comfortable calling him 'Dad' " 

"Well, whatever you said to my Daddy over the phone sure seemed to make a difference. When you called I was afraid that you might make things worse but when my Daddy got off the phone with you I could tell he was convinced to let us be together. Then I think your mom convinced my mom." 

"Susan, I just told your dad how fond I was of you and how I wanted the best for you. I told him I would never hurt you. I also sort of apologized for having had sex and told him I understood how that might make him feel. I explained that it would be really difficult for us to be celibate now and I hoped he would understand and forgive us both." 

"Well, he came away impressed." 

I presented my first gift to him, "Corey my first gift to you is the gift of my heart. This episode has convinced me of how much I love you. I want to spend time with you. I want you to ask me for anything you wish and I hope you will ask me to be your girlfriend." 

"Susan, will you be my girlfriend, my princess?" 

"Corey, my father calls me 'his princess' and I wanted that phrase to be his alone but, yes, I will be 'your' princess." 

Then I said, "Sir Corey, Duke of the Courtyard, Master of the Wondrous Beast, please kneel. My second gift is the additional title 'Protector of the Cave'." I tapped his shoulders with a rolled paper I had prepared. "I mean of course the cave of pleasures of which I am mistress. I present you with this proclamation." 

I unrolled the paper which I had prepared on my computer and read it. "Be it known to all that Susan, Princess of Pleasure, declares Sir Corey Daniels, Master of the Wondrous Beast, to be 'Earl of the Courtyard' and 'Protector of the Cave of Pleasure' of which Princess Susan is the Mistress. As 'Master of the Wondrous Beast' Sir Corey is charged to maintain control of his beast so that it is used only in service of right and good. As 'Protector of the Cave' Sir Corey and his Wondrous Beast are allowed full access to and use of the cave. Sir Corey is charged with assuring there is no improper use or violation of the cave." 

"Princess Susan," he said, gravely, "I accept the title of 'Protector of the Cave'. I will uphold the charge you have given me. I thank you for this great honor and the privileges it bestows." 

Then I gave him the small wrapped box I had been carrying. "Lastly, and I am afraid also the least I have these small mementos." 

Corey unwrapped and opened the box. Inside was a small loving cup trophy wrapped in a pair of panties. 

I pointed to the cup, "See the cup says 'World's best lover' which you are and then, '4 time champ'. That refers to the 4 times we had sex. I have dated and signed it, 'Princess Susan', on the bottom. Inside is one of your condoms filled with semen. I encased it in epoxy." Then I told him, "those things got pretty gross sitting around. I had to throw the others out. You may have to get rid of this too if the epoxy doesn't keep the odor in." 

He laughed and held up the panties, "and these?" 

"Those are the panties which got all wet at the movie. They have dried out now but I haven't washed them. They still smell of my twat. I wrote on them." 

Corey read, "To Sir Corey, in remembrance of a wonderful night. Susan, Princess of Pleasure." 

Then he said, "Thank you. I am not sure I can display these for all to see but I do appreciate them.". 

I sat and waited. Up until now I had been deciding what we would do. Now I had turned things over to him, more or less. "Corey what now? Do you want to have sex?" 

"Susan, you have given me a significant responsibility and charge. I don't see how I can honor my position as "Protector of the Cave" and have sex with you until you are sure you will not get pregnant. Condoms aren't a fully effective method. I don't want to just jump in bed with you. You deserve more than that. Can we start with dinner and a movie? Maybe we can actually watch it this time."


A Problem for Corey

That evening Mommy told me that she made an appointment for me with Dr. Jacobs, our family doctor. "It's a week from Wednesday at 3 PM. I will pick you up at work and go with you. We will talk to him about your sexual activity, he will examine you and we will follow his recommendations." 

"OK Mommy." I had hoped to get the pills sooner but that was only a week and a half away. "Mommy, Corey says we shouldn't have sex until I get some kind of birth control." 

"I am very glad to hear that. I think your father was right in his judgment of Corey. He seems to be a fine young man. Didn't you say he is going to Cal Tech?" 

"Yes, Mommy. He is studying electrical engineering. He makes all A's and plans to go on to graduate school. Remember I told you he was the best student at my high school." 

"Maybe some of his study habits and good grades will rub off on you." 

I hadn't been a poor student, mostly B's with a few A's and C's. I knew I could do better if I worked harder

"I don't know. Corey says that if I am his girlfriend I will be the prettiest girl among all his friends. From what I know I might be the only girl. I guess if I am going to fit in I had better get pretty good grades. That's scary!" 

"I don't think you'll have any trouble if you follow Corey's example." 

The next day I went to Corey's and told him about my doctor's appointment. "Corey, I so want your magnificent beast inside me again," I told him. "Do you think we could have sex after my appointment and I have the prescription for the pills?"

"Susan, I would like nothing more," he responded. "I have an idea. I'd like it to be a surprise. Can you come by after your appointment, ready to spend the night."

"Oh, Corey, of course!" I gave him a big kiss but realized, "Corey, I have to go to work the next day."

"Don't worry, princess Susan, I'll take you to work."

Then we talked a lot about what school would be like for me and he showed my all the stuff in his room. He had loads of books and some drawings and papers he had made about various inventions or stories he had made up. "None of these 'inventions' would really work but I like thinking about them" he told me. 

The stories were entertaining but I thought they were kind of dry. "None of your stories have any girls in them and the guys just go around getting in trouble or fixing things." I said. "There needs to be more interaction among the people to make them really interesting." 

"Maybe you are right but I can't write good dialogue," he told me. "I guess I don't do much talking. My friends are mostly into 'fixing things and solving problems'." 

"Maybe I can help. You and I talk. Maybe I could be an example for a girl you could put in a story." 

"That's a good idea. And maybe you could tell me where I could add girls and dialogue. You could help me write more realistic dialog too." 

"I could try I said but I haven't done much writing of any kind." 

"What stories do you like?" he asked. 

"I guess I don't read much either. I used to like those teen girl in high school series. They are more for early teens aren't very difficult to read." 

"I bet those books have a lot of dialogue and interaction." 

"I guess they do but they aren't really great literature." 

"My stories aren't close to good literature either, maybe I should read some, could you bring a couple of good ones by?" 

"I will try to remember." 

The he asked me what I was taking at the community college. I had been planning to take general courses that didn't necessarily lead to a specific major but Corey said I should think about having a specific major as soon as possible. I told him I was afraid to make a mistake and that maybe anything I picked would be too hard for me. 

"I doubt it," he said. "I can help you but the main thing is just to pay attention in class and do the work. If you believe you can do it and want to then you will be able to. I don't think I get A's because I am smarter than the other kids. I just pay attention, study, do the work and believe in myself. Having a major you are interested in can also help since you will be taking courses you find interesting." 

"I think believing in myself will be the hardest part," I told him.

"I'll believe in you, will that help?" 

"Yes, I suppose so." 

"Suppose not, only do!" he said in his best Yoda voice. 

I left with Corey looking through his stories for one that would allow him to add a girl and some dialogue and went to Kaitlyn's room. 

"So, are we still friends or am I just Corey's little sister who you see on your way to the bathroom?" Kaitlyn asked as I came in. 

"Kaitlyn, you know you are my best friend. It's a little difficult to divide my time. I don't want to hurt Corey by spending all my time with you but I will admit his studious nature can be a bit trying." 

"You need to get him out. Find things that you like that you can introduce him too. Don't just try to be like him. He needs someone like you to get him out. For example, you need to insist that he take you to school dances and football games. It would be good for him if you were on the cheer squad. You are a really good dancer and he needs to get away from just being a geek." 

"Kaitlyn, my mom is taking me to our doctor to get a prescription for the pill next week. Corey has said we won't have sex until after that." 

"You're OK with that I hope." 

"Oh yes, he really shows that he cares about me. Of course there is still the chance that I may be pregnant. My period is due any time now. Oh! I wonder if it matters whether I'm in my period for the doctor visit?" 

"You might ask." 

"Kaitlyn, the only time we had sex was that first evening and morning at the hotel. I am worried that no other time can match that and I will be disappointed. That might cause me to not like Corey." 

"Susie, I know Corey and he will do what he can to make every time special for you. But it is unlikely that every time will match what you have described for those first times. You need to keep your expectations lower so as not to be disappointed." 

"Yes, I'm trying to," I told her, "but I am so looking forward to being with him sexually again." 

"Kaitlyn," I continued, "where can we have sex. His room is kind of cluttered and not at all romantic. My parents would never approve or accept us having sex in my room. I could try to sneak him in and out when they are gone but it would be almost impossible to avoid Cathy. Anyway, I have done too much sneaking around and lying. I want to start being open and honest about Corey with them." 

"You should probably talk to Corey about that. If I think of anything, I will tell one of you." 

"Are you sure he won't think I'm scheming or take it personally that I don't want to do it in his room?" 

"Corey's not like that. He'll just see it as a problem to solve. That's the kind of thing he lives for. And, he'll do anything for you, anything." 

"Do you mind if I go talk to him about it now?" I asked her. 

"Of course not. I would like to see you again sometime." 

I posed the "problem" to Corey. 

He looked around his room. "I see your point. This isn't exactly a pleasure den. No way would Hugh Hefner use this as an example in Playboy. Well, maybe as an example of how to chase the women away." We both laughed. 

He said, wistfully, "I suppose I could try to turn it into something better." 

"I don't want you to disrupt everything for this," I said, and added, "This room will be okay as long as I'm with you." 

"No," Corey said, "I'm sure we can do better. Another hotel room would work for special occasions but would be too expensive for regular use. If I were rich I could rent or buy us a trysting place." 




Susie Ch. 03



"A what place?" 

"A 'trysting place'. A meeting place for sexual encounters." 

"Oh. That is what we need, a 'trysting place'." 

"Let's think about it. We still have a week and we can always use my room or get a hotel room." 

I went back to Kaitlyn's room and we talked girl talk until it was time for me to leave. 

That evening my period started. I was not pregnant! I rushed to tell my Mommy and Daddy and I called Corey to tell him. That also meant my period would be over just in time for my appointment with Dr Jacobs. 

Dr Jacobs

I was nervous on the way to Dr. Jacobs. "Mommy what do I say? I am embarrassed to talk to Dr Jacobs about my having sex." 

"Well dear, if you wish I can do the talking, except when he asks you a direct question. But you sure have had no trouble talking to me, your dad and even your little sister about your sexual experiences. I doubt you will have any trouble with Dr. Jacobs. I am sure he has talked to many young girls about such things." 

"You are right. I am a big girl and should be able to talk myself. Will you be coming in with me?" 

"Yes, dear. Dr. Jacobs receptionist made it clear that I must be with you the whole time. They don't want any possibility of sexual misbehavior charges being made. She said it's unfortunate but their insurance requires it." 

"I think I would like you there with me anyway, Mommy." 

In the waiting room I felt like everyone knew why I was there and started feeling embarrassed even though I knew there was no way they could tell I wasn't there just for my regular checkup. 

Dr Jacobs' nurse, Jennifer, took us back. "What are you here for today?" she looked at the chart and said. "Oh a pelvic exam and consultation. Well then, please undress completely and put on a gown." She pointed to the closet where there were several gowns of the kind with no back. 

"Mommy, these are really embarrassing. Why do I need to get all undressed?" 

"Dr Jacobs will be looking at your vagina and cervix. That's what a pelvic exam is." 

"Mommy, that's really embarrassing." 

"All big girls and women do it once in a while. I have done it many times. It's not that embarrassing. The doctor has seen many vaginas and he will only be looking inside. He won't be looking at you sexually." 

I got undressed and put on the gown and waited. 

Dr Jacobs knocked and asked with his 'kind' voice, "Are we ready in there?" 

"Yes," I said, "come in." 

He looked at the chart and said, what are we here for today, Susie." 

In my most nervous voice I said, "I've been having sex, Dr, Jacobs and I don't want to get pregnant." 

"I'm sure we can take care of you. Is there any possibility that you are pregnant now?" 

"I was worried that I might be but I just finished my period. We haven't had sex for a couple of weeks." 

"Well that's good. Do you have any pains or discomfort of any kind when you have sex?" 

"No doctor it all feels fabulously wonderful." 

"Well that's the way it should be. Does your boyfriend always use a condom?" 

"Usually, once he didn't." 

"OK, it's best he does even if you are using some other kind of birth control. Have either of you had other sexual partners." 

"He hasn't but I had sex with several other boys." I could see my mom wanted to say something. "What do you want to say mom?" 

"I just wanted to tell the doctor that these other boys was just one time in a group of other girls." 

"Yes, well we had, like, four sex parties with one guy for each of us five girls. That was before I met Corey." 

"Corey is your current boyfriend?" 

"Yes, and I had sex several times with one of the boys I met at one of the sex parties." 

"And is that all?" 

"Yes." 

"Well, Susie, you have been quite active for a girl your age. Does your boyfriend know about this?" 

"Yes, he knows all about it." 

"You should definitely be sure he uses a condom and contact me if you have any pain or discomfort in your genitals. You know what your genitals are don't you?"

"Yes, my sex parts." 

"Also look for any unusual discharges or sores or rashes even if they don't hurt or itch." 

"OK, doctor." 

"You should also have a blood test for STD's, that's 'Sexually Transmitted Disease' if you don't know. Well, lets take a quick look. Lay back on the table and put your feet up here. Bend your knees and spread them." 

He indicated two metal things at the end of the table. I had seen them when I came before and wondered what they were. With my feet in them I could tell my twat was hanging out for the whole world to see. 

The doctor put on some rubber gloves, took an 'L' shaped thing and went between my legs. I felt him spread my twat and then put something inside. "does that feel OK?" he asked. 

"Yes, even kind of good but a little cold." 

"You will feel some pressure. Let me know if it's uncomfortable." 

I had a feeling like a cock being inside me and then it stopped. The doctor spent a little time and then I felt him put something inside. It hurt just a bit. "Ow, that hurt, but not much." 

"OK, we're done." 

"Doctor, my boyfriend, Corey said that you can put a thing in my vagina so you can see inside." 

"Yes, it's called a 'speculum'. That's what I just did." 

"Oh, I thought it would push more. That's not even as much as Corey's cock." 

"Really, how big is his penis?" 

"Well I can't quite get my fingers around it." I held up my hand with fingers curled to show him the size. "And it's this long." I showed him with my hands" 

"Well, that is a big one. How far in does it go." 

"Oh, all the way!" I said, "it really fills me up."

"I bet it does!" he said. "With a penis that size, I should perhaps take a closer look." 

He spent a little more time and said, "I don't see any tears or problems. Susie, you're good to go." 

Mommy asked, "Can a big penis like that cause problems?" 

"Well vaginas are made to stretch, after all a baby's head is bigger than any penis but not all of them stretch that much. Susie I think you should have no problem but your boyfriend's big penis makes it all the more important you should be aware of any pain or discomfort anywhere in your abdomen. Things have to move out of the way for a large penis to fit in. They can do that but if you feel anything wrong or see unusual amounts of blood in your urine or stool you should stop having sex and contact me." 

Before he could do anything else, I asked, "Doctor, can I see my cervix?" 

"That's not as unusual a request as you might think. Jennifer, could you come in." 

When she came in he asked her to raise the back of the table. "Susie wants to see her cervix so let's get her into a comfortable position." 

When I was sitting up, with my legs still spread, Doctor Jacobs handed me a mirror and said, "position it so you can see up you vagina." He helped me move it down and shone his little light inside. "Can you see all the way in?" 

"Yes I think so, doctor." 

"Your cervix is that raised area with a depression in the middle. It's a bit awkward for me to point it out but I can try." 

"I think I see it. It's kind of like a tiny volcano at the very end." 

"Yes that's it." he said, "a tiny volcano." 

Surprisingly, mommy asked, "Could I see too, doctor?"

"Elaine, I think that's something you should ask your daughter, not me," the doctor said. "Susie, is it okay if your mother takes a look at your cervix?"

"Sure," I said with a smile.

Mommy came over to look in the mirror and the doctor told her, "Elaine, you can look at it directly," and she went between my legs and bent down.

"Doctor, what's this swelling here, is that normal?" she asked.

The doctor laughed. "Elaine, that's your daughter's clitoris and yes, that's very normal." Mommy turned pink.

"Thank you doctor. I was just curious," she said.

"Can I see the 'speculum'?" I asked.

"Certainly, Susie. In the mirror you can see the two sides of the speculum holding your vagina walls apart. Here, I will remove it." 

He took out the 'L' shaped thing I had seen him with before. He demonstrated how it pushed apart and released.

"Can I have this?" I asked. "I think Corey would like to see my cervix too."

"You should have a sterile one." He reached into a drawer and took out one all wrapped in plastic. "Here, Susie, you may have this, I think we have more, don't we Jennifer?" 

"Yes, we do doctor." 

Dr Jacobs told me to be very careful using it. "Put some lubricant on it and insert it very slowly and carefully. Don't remove it from it's protective cover until you use it and don't use it more than once, these are disposable and can't be properly resterilized."

Then he said, "You have been a very good patient, Susan. Very few girls your age would be as open about the subject of sex. You made things much easier and more comfortable for me. In fact, Susan, very few women of any age, married or unmarried are as open and candid as you have been. Thank you. Is there anything else?" 

"The pill, Doctor Jacobs," I said. 

"Of course, contraceptives. I should not have forgotten that!" 

He took out his prescription pad. "Before I give you a prescription I need to be sure you aren't taking any medications or have any conditions which might be a problem." He spent some time leafing through my records folder. 

"OK, I see no problem. Before I give you the prescription I need to let you know that there are many other means of contraception. Here is a booklet which describes them. You and your mom should look through this and call me with any questions. If you find one you think you might like to use then set up an appointment and we will discuss it and arrange to provide it. If you want you can set up an appointment in a couple of weeks to discuss alternatives." 

I thought a bit and said, "No, I'll look at it and decide if I like another one. I have friend who is on the pill and she thinks it is fine." 

He said, "That's OK, but some methods are much simpler to use than the pill. An IUD, Intrauterine Device, fits inside and you don't need to worry about missing a day with the pill. If you miss even one day taking the pill then it can be ineffective and you could get pregnant. If you miss even one day." 

"Oh," I said. "I'll keep that in mind." 

"Here is the prescription. When was your last period?" 

"It ended just two days ago." 

"Good, you should get the prescription filled immediately and start taking them tonight. Take one every night, every night, without exception. Here is a booklet describing the details and possible side effects. If you have any side effects, stop taking the pills, stop having intercourse and contact me. I recommend that you review this booklet every couple of months because it's easy to forget some of the details. And, of course, call me if you have any questions."

"OK, thank you, doctor." 

Before leaving, the doctor pointed at the tissue box on the counter and said, "use the tissues to wipe off before you dress. When you are dressed have Jennifer draw blood for your STD tests." He gave me a paper labeled "Laboratory Tests".

My mom told him "Thank you," too. 

"You are both welcome. Be sure to review those other contraceptive measures." 

After he left I felt my crotch. It was slippery from the lubricant he had used and my fingers slipped easily inside. I imagined Corey's beast slipping inside and felt a tingle fill my abdomen. I slid my fingers out, stroked against my clit and a shock jumped into my vagina. I imagined that I would have an orgasm as soon as the tip of Corey's cock touched me.

"Susan, could you please do that in private," my mother awoke me from my daydream. I took some tissue, wiped off the lubricant and got dressed.

On the way out I told my mom, "That wasn't so bad, except for the blood test part." 

"No it wasn't. You made me very proud, Susie. No one could have handled it better. The doctor could have been talking about me when he said grown, married women aren't as open and honest about sex with him as you were."

We stopped at the drug store to fill the prescription. "Mommy, this is embarrassing, could you get it for me?"

"No, dear, this is your choice," she told me, "and you will need to keep refilling the prescription. Your father and I also expect you to pay for these pills. If you will give us the receipts we will submit it to our insurance company and pay you whatever portion they pay."

We went in and I presented the prescription at the pharmacy window. "This will take about 15 minutes," she told me.

As I waited my eyes were drawn to the condom display. I had never really looked at them but I thought that since I was getting birth control pills there would be little additional embarrassment in looking at the condoms. I was surprised at the variety. "For her pleasure, thin for extra sensation, extra sensitive, tighter, larger, lubricated, not lubricated, desensitizing (why would anyone want that?), warming, ..." they said. I motioned to Mommy and when she came over said, "How do you decide which to use?"

"I never use them, dear, so I wouldn't know," she returned to her seat.

I took a package of the "larger" ones and noticed the lubricants below the condoms. There was also a variety of those. I took a tube of the kind the doctor had, "if that's what he used it must be okay," I thought. It was also one of the least expensive.

As we got in the car I said, "Oh. Mommy, please drop me off at Corey's."

"Of course, dear."

When we arrived, I took out the overnight bag I had brought along. I don't think she or daddy had noticed me carrying it. They certainly didn't say anything about it. As I got out I gave her a quick kiss and said, "don't expect me back tonight. Corey will take me to work tomorrow. I love you and thank you."

She looked at me sadly and said, quietly, "I love you too. Have a good evening."

I held back what I wanted to say: "Oh I will have a very good evening." and just waved goodbye. It was good not having to lie to her or cover up what I was doing.


A Night with Corey

I rang the doorbell and Corey answered. "You are later than I expected," he said.

"Couldn't he at least greet me first," I thought to myself but I didn't want anything to ruin the evening so I explained, "I needed to stop by the drug store." I showed him the birth control pill container.

Finally he greeted me properly, "I'm so glad you're finally here," he said and grabbed me. "I've been waiting anxiously." He planted a huge kiss on my lips and inserted his tongue.

I responded, feeling the beast rising against my stomach. When we broke apart I asked, "can you tell me what we are doing tonight?"

"Well, I could but I'd rather you just see."

He took my bag and yelled, "Mom, Susan is here so we're off! See you tomorrow."

"Just a minute," came the reply from the back and Mrs. Daniels came in.

"I want to give you a proper goodbye," she said and gave Corey a big hug. "Take care of this lovely young woman," she said and gave me a hug too.

"I will," Corey said.

"I bet you will!" I replied.

"Have a good time," she said as we went out.

"We will," Corey and I said in unison. I added, "a better than good time!"

In the car I told him, "I can't wait to see what you have planned." I stroked 'the beast' through his jeans and said, "I hope it involves sex soon. I almost gave myself an orgasm in the doctor's office in front of my mother thinking about it."

"It involves sex almost as soon as you want it," he told me and turned the car into the parking lot of The Courtyard hotel.

He opened the door for me and took my bag saying, "I have already checked us in."

He led me to the door of a room I recognized. "The room where we spent our first night together!" I exclaimed and gave him a tight hug.

I had my blouse off before he had the door open and my bra was off before he had it closed. By the time he had the door latched and had turned around my skirt and panties were at my ankles and by the time he reached me I was naked except for my shoes and socks. As he kissed me our tongues entwined and he lifted me onto the bed. Then he stood up and began removing his clothes.

I took off my shoes and socks. I had fished a condom and the lubricant I bought at the drug store from my handbag as we walked down the hall and kept them in my hand. Now I opened the condom and put it over the beast as soon as Corey released it from its lair inside his shorts. I put some lubricant on it and then reached down to put some in my vagina but I was already wet and slipperier than the lubricant. My whole body tingled in expectation as I touched my clit with my lubricant covered finger. I licked the lubricant off as Corey, naked, and his fully engorged beast lay down next to me.

He began to kiss my neck and fondle my breasts with one hand as the other lightly stoked my abdomen.

"Corey," I said, "I feel like I have had two weeks of foreplay. My cave is ready for the beast to enter now and I don't want to delay."

"The desire of my princess is my command," he said and moved between my legs. I spread them and felt tremors of anticipation growing through my body. I raised my hips and pushed a pillow underneath as he spread my labia with his fingers and brought the head of the beast in contact with my opening. As I had anticipated, a tremor shot through my vagina.

"Aahh!" I exclaimed and curled my toes, threw back my head, and tightened my abdominal muscles in an attempt to hold back the orgasm.

The beast pushed harder against the opening but didn't slide in. The tingling grew almost unbearable. I tried harder to keep it back.

"You're too tight," Corey said.

I decided not to fight it. I released my muscles and the beast entered suddenly and almost entirely because Corey had been pushing to get it inside me. The spasm of orgasm came simultaneously with the entry and pulled the beast completely inside. I relaxed mentally, though my body was anything but relaxed. I luxuriated in the throes of my vagina and abdomen as they tightened around Corey's throbbing cock. As if from a distance I heard my voice, "Aahh," with each jolt of pleasure.

As the spasms eased I began to move my hips and implored Corey to "fuck me, my love!"

He thrust the beast in and out, slowly at first and then with more speed. I moved my hips in rhythm with his thrusts and could see that I increased his pleasure by tightening my abdominal muscles as I had done when I was trying to hold back my climax. As his breathing became more rapid and he began to moan each time his 'beast' moved further into my 'cave' I turned us over so I was on top with my legs bent and my feet under my butt. I began moving up and down, side to side until I felt the beast jerk hard inside me. The thrill of semen swooshing through its body and into the condom let me know my efforts had succeeded. Corey moaned loudly as I continued to rock on his thighs and move my hips up and down. When his moans subsided and the beast had quieted inside me I stopped my movement, lay on his chest and savored the feel of his hair against my cheek, the beast in my belly and his hands stroking my back from neck to butt.

After what seemed like hours, I stirred. I wanted to lie with him like that forever but the needs of the body must be met. I asked "Corey, what are we doing for dinner?"

He was running his fingers through my hair and said, "Whatever you want. We can go out, or eat here in the room."

"Here in the room," I said without hesitation. "We could go get something like we did before."

"Or, maybe they have room service," Corey said.

"Let's get chicken," I said, "with mashed potatoes and corn on the cob."

"And maybe some salad or coleslaw?" Corey added.

That decided it. I reluctantly allowed the beast to leave the place where I liked it best and we got dressed after I had a chance to play with the beast and direct Corey's pee before using the toilet myself.




Susie Ch. 03



When we returned with dinner I brought out the information about contraceptives and the pill that Dr. Jacobs had given me. While we ate I looked at the information about the pill and Corey checked out the contraceptives. We discussed what caught our eye.

"It says I can miss one day, once a week without losing the effectiveness," I said.

"It's probably not a good idea to rely on that," Corey responded. "You don't want to end up missing another day."

"Of course not," I told him, "but it's nice to know that I have a bit of leeway."

"Have you taken the first one yet?" he asked.

"No, I will take them before bed each day."

"Well, when you're with me we seem to spend a lot of time in bed. Which 'before bed' is it?"

"The one after we eat diner," I told him. "If I don't take it then I may forget since I will want to stay close to you and may fall asleep."

Then Corey said, "an IUD seems to be the easiest to use. You just have it inserted and then don't worry about it."

"The doctor said it was easiest too," I told him. Is there any reason not to get one?"

"Well, there appears to be some risk of infection and cancer," he said. "And if it comes loose there can be bleeding and pain. That sounds like some severe side effects."

"I guess the pill is safest," I said.

"Probably so," he acknowledged.

We finished dinner, disposed of the trash, and put the leftovers in the small refrigerator. I ceremoniously took out the pills, removed the first one from the case and took it.

We turned out the lights and lay down on the bed kissing and feeling each other's bodies from head to crotch. At one point Corey moved his kisses from my mouth to my neck and then began slowly working his way down my body from breasts and nipples to belly and then the inside of my thighs and finally to my twat and clit. I just let the feelings of pleasure roll over me as he slid his fingers in and out of my vagina and wiggled them over my 'G-spot'.

"Corey, bring the beast to me, I would like to shower him with kisses." He turned his body so the beast was in my face while continuing to administer his pleasuring touches.

I kissed the beast and licked it from head to base and played with the foreskin and testicles. I wished that it was just a little smaller so I could get it inside my mouth. "Corey."

He had to move his mouth and tongue away from my clit to say, "what do you want, princess Susan?"

He resumed his activity and I said, "I want to tell you how wonderful I think you are and how caring."

"You are welcome," is what I think he mumbled through my pubic hair, not skipping a beat with his tongue. The vibrations of his voice added an extra thrill.

For some reason I never climaxed while we were doing this. I just remained at a level of "almost ecstasy" enjoying every moment.

"Corey," I said again.

Again he moved his mouth away and ask what I wanted.

"Corey, I just want to lie in your arms and have you in mine. Would you mind?"

"Of course not, my princess."

We were back face to face. I traced the outlines of his eyes and ears and nose.

"I love you my princess," he told me. "I hope you never leave me."

"I love you too, my knight." I wasn't sure whether to say any more but did, "I will remain with you as long as you wish." I felt like I had made a lifelong commitment in that brief moment and prayed that I could honor it. I did so want the best for Corey.

I slept and dreamed of being carried away by a strong angel and seeing all the people below. I saw relatives, friends and former friends with both the joy and pain I had caused them. 

I awoke to the sound of the telephone. Corey answered and told me, "The wake up call." He kissed me tenderly and stroked my breasts, " Time for you to get dressed for work."

I got up and went into the shower. Corey didn't come in with me but when I emerged I found that he had gone to the lobby and picked up coffee and danish. I ate before dressing, "I wish I could stay here with you longer," I told him.

"I wish so too, but we will have many more opportunities. Speaking of which, I have another idea. I think it is time for you to meet my father." 

There had never been a hint from him that he wanted me to meet his father. I had the impression he didn't like him and would prefer I not meet him. Kaitlyn acted the same way. "Why?" I said. 

"Like I said, I have a thought, another idea. Meeting my father is part of that idea. I want it to be another surprise and not a disappointment if it doesn't work out. You will see soon enough." 

"Oh a mystery I said. That's another kind of book I like, mysteries," remembering that I had never brought him one of those teen age high school books. 

"I like mysteries too," he said, "but this is more like another surprise than a mystery." 

"I think I like surprises better than mysteries. Are there any surprise stories?" 

"Well maybe suspense stories qualify even though their surprise is usually an unpleasant one. If my idea works out then this should be a very, very pleasant surprise."

I had to dress in somewhat wrinkled clothes since I had forgotten to hang up the ones I had brought and they and they had stayed in my overnight bag. Corey told me he would pack everything for me and check out so we had a few more minutes to enjoy each others company and closeness before we left for my work.

I went into work feeling more refreshed and more joyful than ever. I think the customers noticed too and the wait people said they had higher tips than usual that day.



Susie Ch. 04



I'm Susie O'Connell. 

Earlier I told you about how I spent a passionate night and morning of sexual activity with my best friend Kaitlyn's brother Corey. When I agreed to do it I liked him but wasn't real fond of him. But he was so nice and I got to know him better. So now I think I'm in love. I was worried that I might be pregnant and told my parents about having sex with Corey. With the help of Corey and his mother I convinced my parents to accept the fact that Corey and I were having sex even thought hey might disapprove. They like Corey, even though they disapprove of our sexual activity.

Corey's parents are divorced and I had only met his mother. Corey asked me to meet his father as part of a surprise he was thinking about. Neither Corey, not his sister seemed to think too highly of their father so I wasn't sure what to expect.

Corey's Father

Corey made arrangements for me to meet his father for dinner on Friday. 

Friday afternoon Corey picked me up at work. He told me, "Please don't judge my father too harshly. He doesn't always treat women properly. I have never had a girlfriend before and I don't know what to expect. My idea requires that we both stay on his good side so please try to ignore anything he says or does which you find offensive." 

"I will try but you make him sound like a real monster." 

"No, not a monster, just misguided. Keep that in mind, 'just misguided'." 

Corey pulled the car into a gated community and told the guard his name, my name and his father's name. The guard let us in and we drove past several huge mansions and turned into a curved drive. Corey's father's house was huge with a huge lawn. "Corey, your dad is rich!" 

"Well he does have money. Mostly he likes to show off. His car, his house, his woman, all are intended to impress others." 

Corey's father opened the door. "Corey, welcome! And this lovely young thing must be the concubine you spoke to me of." 

"Dad, this is Susan. She's my girlfriend who I told you about. I thought you might like to meet her." 

"Hello, Mr. Daniels," I said. 

"Hello, welcome to my 'humble' abode." he said with a laugh. "Let me have a look at you." He stepped back as if to get a better view. "Turn around my dear." 

I was a bit taken aback but did a slow turn. 

"Very nice, very nice! You have picked a real plum, my son. Maybe she will grow into a real bra, but there are solutions to that if not." 

I started to object but caught Corey's slight head shake. "Remember, 'he's misguided'," I reminded myself. 

Corey's father yelled up the stairs. "Marianne, dear, Corey is here with his most lovely little strumpet." 

Then he said to us, "She's getting presentable. Corey, show Susan around the house, I am sure she would like to see it," and went up the stairs. 

"Corey, why did he call me a 'strumpet' and a 'concubine'? I suspect I have been insulted." 

"Well, I don't think my father really knows what those words mean and I am sure he intended no insult. For now you can assume that by a 'concubine' he means a woman like his live-in lady friend, Marianne. I suspect he uses 'strumpet' to infer you are like Marianne before she came to live here." 

"So he thinks I'm to be your 'kept woman'?" 

"Well, he assumes I am like him and use women as objects and that you are my first such object. Please try to keep any anger to yourself. I know he has some really bad traits. Afterwards if you don't like what I am here to do, then we can just forget it and you needn't see him again." 

"Corey, I hope you're not asking for money or anything." 

"Not money, but something. Please wait and see. Like I say, if you don't want it, for any reason, then we will refuse it and walk away." 

"Why won't you tell me?" 

"Mostly because I know my father. It is best you don't know because I don't want him to get even the slightest hint that you know." 

"Well OK, I'll trust you. Let's check out this mansion. Did you live here, Corey?" 

"Yes I did. My parents lived here from before I was born until after the divorce was final. Part of the agreement was that my father kept this house and bought us the house we live in now. During the divorce my father lived in the guest house you will see next to the pool." 

The Mansion

The entry we had come into was as big as our living room, round with dual stairways curving along the wall to the upstairs. Corey took me to the left into a huge dining room with a table that could seat 20. Ahead was a huge kitchen. A middle-aged Hispanic woman was working there. "Rosa," Corey said, "This is Susan. Susan, Rosa has worked here as cook and housekeeper for as long as I can remember." 

"Corey, it is so good to see you," Rosa said. "Will you be staying for a while?" 

"Rosa, I am sure my father told you we would be here for dinner but we will not be staying overnight. I'm looking forward to one of your meals. What's for dinner?" 

"I am preparing a roast. Beef, seasoned with cilantro and chilies. Also rice, green beans and corn. And, of course a simple salad." 

"Looking forward to it, Rosa." 

I asked, "what's through these doors?" There were several of them. 

He went to one and opened it. "A walk in pantry. Pretty empty now but filled when my father throws a party." 

He opened another, "Cellar for wine and root storage. There's also a big refrigerator down there used only when parties are coming up. The refrigerator here in the kitchen is plenty big enough for my Father, Rosa and Marianne. 

"Behind that door is Rosa's space. She has three bedrooms which she uses as a bedroom, living room and a kind of personal work room. She can come and go or bring her own guests in through an outside door. 

"That door is access to the outside for caterers. My father usually gives Rosa the night off when more than a couple of guests are here. He hires a caterer who uses the large kitchen to prepare the meals or whatever. They also supply waiters and do all the clean-up." 

He pointed to a final door, "I'll get to this door later, not now. 'Bye Rosa." 

We went back through the dining room and entry. He led me through the door on the right of the entry. 

"A combination parlor and library" Corey said. It was a moderate sized room with book cases up to a high ceiling. All filled with books. "the books on top are dummies, wood carved to look like books. They can come out to accommodate more books. I spent a lot of time in this room before my parents divorced reading as many of these books as I could." 

The room was furnished with several really comfortable looking chairs and a big, soft couch. I tried it. "I think I'd fall asleep if I started reading a book sitting on this couch. It's really, really soft." 

"Well I did fall asleep a few times," Corey laughed. 

We went through a door opposite the entry. "Wow!" I exclaimed. It was a fully equipped home theater with about 20 soft looking arm chairs all facing a huge wall mounted screen. 

"Wow! indeed," said Corey. "I think this room is self explanatory. There are several hundred tapes and DVD’s in here." He opened a door to a walk in storage closet filled with videos. 

We went back into the parlor/library and turned right through a wide double door. 

I was stunned. It was a huge ballroom with a hardwood floor going almost the entire length of the house. Along one side were sliding glass doors leading outside to a huge pool. The room was empty but had a small stage at one end and a door at the other. 

"I always called this the 'party room'. Along the long wall opposite the pool are invisible doors which hide folding tables and chairs. Depending on what kind of activity is being held appropriate tables and chairs can be taken out and set up." 

"And a stage. Did you give plays or something." 

"No, the stage is a place for a band or a disc jockey. Sometimes my father will have a speaker who will stand up there with the chairs arranged like an auditorium. Or maybe a dinner speaker with tables for the guests. This room has an incredible sound system." He went on the stage and opened a panel at the side. After he fiddled inside a bit the room was suddenly filled with music from the local rock station. He turned the volume up and I could feel the vibrations through my body. Then he turned it down. His father and Rosa rushed into the room from opposite doors. 

"Sorry, dad. I was just showing Susan what this baby can do." 

"That's fine, son. I don't blame you. Sometimes I'm tempted to crank it up for my guests too. My musical taste does differ from yours though. Have you finished with the tour?" 

"No, we're just finishing up downstairs. I need to show Susie the pool. Oh, first, you probably noticed that Rosa came through that door. " We went through and were back in the kitchen. "This door is access for catering staff to the 'party room' for large dinners. Let's take a look at the pool." 

We went back to the 'party room' and out to the pool. A huge patio stretched the entire length of the house. The pool was about 2/3 the length of the house. There was a huge hot tub to one side and a lawn. "Besides being a great swimming hole this is another place to entertain. There are dual dressing rooms over to that side." 

I felt the pool, it was perfectly warm. "I wish you had told me, I could have brought my swim suit." 

"Skinny dipping and nude sun bathing are allowed here," Corey said. 

"If it were only you I would do it right now, but not with your father, Rosa and Marianne around." 

"Over there," he pointed to the right, "is the guest house. It has two bedrooms, each with its own bathroom, a living room, kitchen and small dining area. It also has its own hot tub." 

I looked over at it. It was the size of a normal two bedroom house and had a sliding glass door that opened onto a small patio that went right up to the pool. "That's a really nice looking little place," I said. "Who stays there?" 

"It's almost always empty. My father puts up special guests for work there. He will hire a maid just for the time they are here. All the parties are business related so my father can claim deductions for the house. Most of the kitchen, all of the 'party room', the guest house and part of the pool expense can be written off his taxes as a business expense. " 

"Wow!" I said. "you actually lived here." 

"Yes, but my mom never liked it. She wanted a smaller house that she could take care of. She was also worried that Kaitlyn and I would be spoiled or stuck-up. Do you want to see the upstairs?" 

"Sure." 

We went back in and up the entry staircase to the top floor. "This is the real living area," Corey said. "the downstairs is set up for entertaining." We went to the left. "Over there is my father's bedroom and bath, I won't take you there. Over here is the family dining space." We went into a small room with a table for six, cabinets, and a sink. There's a dumbwaiter over here for bringing food up from the kitchen. The cabinets contain eating utensils and there's a dishwasher so the utensils don't need to be taken down to the kitchen." 

As we went back into the hallway he pointed to a door at the end. "Behind that door is a staircase down to Rosa's rooms. It's her access for cleaning, etc. Oh, she also has a small laundry room down there and there's a laundry chute just behind the door." 

We walked to the other end of the hall. "The staircase at the end here goes down to the home theater. When Kaitlyn and I lived here there was a playroom there instead of a home theater. These were our bedrooms. There are four of them." 

We went to each in turn. Corey identified one as his and one as Kaitlyn's. He said the others had been used for family guests when he lived there. the two rooms he identified as his and Kaitlyn's each had a nice bed, and a dresser. "We use these rooms when we stay overnight here," he said. "There is a bathroom between each pair of rooms. Mine and Kaitlyn's are in different pairs so we each had our own bath." 

The other two rooms were filled with clutter of all kinds. "My father just uses these for storage now," he said. "I think a lot of this is Marianne's. I believe that's everything." 

Marianne

We went down through the home theater. His father and a 30ish, blond, attractive, well built, and well endowed lady were sitting in the parlor. 

"Finished?" his father said. 

"Yes," Corey said. "Marianne, this is Susan, my special girl. Susan, this is Marianne." 

"Oh! you are the most adorable young thing," Marianne said to me. 

I was unsure what to say, "I'm pleased to meet you. Both Corey and Kaitlyn have told me a lot about you." 

"All good I hope," she gave an uncertain little laugh." 

"Yes, of course," I fibbed. 

"My, my, look at you. Corey, you have exquisite taste. Where do you have your hair done dear? That is a wonderful color for you." 

"My mom does my hair. Sometimes I go to 'Supercuts' to have it trimmed. I suppose this color goes so well because it's my natural color." 

"You don't say!" she exclaimed with a tone that indicated she understood that I wanted Corey to believe that. 

"Well yes. Isn't yours? It goes well on you too." 

"Oh no dear, I have to have it done every few weeks to maintain this color. It is close though." I could tell she was now the one doing the fibbing.

She changed the subject, "So where did the two of you meet and how long have you known each other?" 

"Kaitlyn is my best friend and has been for several years. Kaitlyn says Corey has been eying me shyly for years. At her urging, I asked him out a month or so ago." 

"That's precious. You asked him out the first time. At Kaitlyn's urging?" There was a hint that she didn't believe that last part. 

"Yes, that's about it. Kaitlyn says Corey had a crush on me but was too shy to act on it." 

"Well it's not hard to imagine a young boy like Corey having a crush on someone as darling as you." 

"Thank you," I said. 

"Going out with your best friend's brother. How unusual." 

"I'm not sure it's that unusual. My mom says that my aunt was her best friend when she met my uncle." 

"Oh, so it's hereditary." she laughed at the cleverness of her joke. 

I hadn't noticed that Corey and his father had left the room. They came back in and Marianne said, "Leo, Susan was telling me that she met Corey because Kaitlyn was her best friend. Isn't that unusual?" 

Corey's father replied, "Yes, I knew that. Kaitlyn mentioned it the last time she visited." 

"Susan told me that her aunt was also her mother's best friend when she met her uncle. Isn't that unusual?" 

"Yes, dear it is." 

"I said, 'it must be hereditary'." She laughed again at her joke. 

"You are very clever my dear," said Corey's father with a tone that implied to me he didn't believe what he was saying. 

"You are welcome to use the pool or hot tub, my dear," Corey's father said to me. 

"I didn't bring a bathing suit," I replied. 

He repeated what Corey had told me, "Skinny dipping is allowed here." 

I felt a bit of a chill go up my spine. "No thank you, I would rather not." 

Marianne chimed in, "We go in the nude all the time dear, you don't need to feel embarrassed." 

Corey broke in, "Susan, if you do want to swim I bet there is one of Kaitlyn's suits around. They may be a bit big but there may also be an older one. I bet we could find one that would fit." 

I said, "can we go look?" Not because I wanted to go swimming but just to get out of the room. 

The Pool

As we went upstairs I told Corey, "that made me really uncomfortable, like your father wants to see me naked and so does Marianne." 

"Susan, I expect my father wants me to see you naked rather than himself. From what I have seen he may be interested in women who are younger than himself but he wants them totally mature and well developed." 

"Well he still makes me nervous. Corey do you want to swim?" 

"I would like to." 

"OK, then let's see if anything of Kaitlyn's will fit." 

We went into 'her' room and looked in the drawers. "Here are a few suits," I said, "let me see if I can make any fit." 

"Do you want me to leave?" 

"No, you can tell me how they look. Besides I do want to be naked for you." 

I took my clothes off and tried on the suits. One of the suits seemed to be an older one from when Kaitlyn was younger and the top fit reasonably well. I found a bottom which could be tied to stay on firmly. "Mix and don't match," I said, "if either of these falls off in the water, I hope you will be able to retrieve them if I can't." 

"Sure, let me get mine. Do you want to come?" 

"Of course," I said and followed him. 

He undressed. I said, "good to see you again, snake beast," and gave his penis a quick kiss.

After he had his trunks on, the beast was straining against the cloth. 

"You're pushing out again," I said. 

"Can't be helped. My father and Marianne have seen it happen before and never said anything. I'll be OK." 

We went down. Corey's dad and Marianne were sitting on the patio as we went by and jumped in. We splashed and played around, grabbing and feeling each other up under the water. Corey asked If I wanted to try the hot tub. "Sure," I said. 

As we got out, Marianne motioned me over. "You got him worked up." She smiled. 

"Worked up? what do you mean?" 

"She moved hand to her crotch and made a penis shape and pointed over to Corey." 

"Ohhh!" I said. I thought a minute and then whispered her, "I let him watch me change into my swim suit. And my hands haven't been idle under the water." I'm not sure it was good for me to have said that but I had a feeling it would help to know her better. 

"Very nice my dear. If you play your cards right you will win the 'big prize'." 

" 'big prize'? If you mean his cock I have already had that, several times." 

"No dear, marriage, I mean marriage. I wish I could get Leo to go for it but his first wife kind of cured him of doing that again."

As I went over to the hot tub, I saw Corey's father talking to him. I briefly heard his father say, "You really have a cute one there. That body will be something else in a few years!" He saw me, broke off the conversation and said, "Hello dear. Are you enjoying yourself?" 

"Yes very much, you sure have a fabulous home." 

"Well I think so and I am glad you appreciate it. I hope to see you here much more." 

When he left, I leaned over and asked Corey, "What was that about?" 

"He was just commenting on your fabulous appearance. I have told you that appearances are important to him. He likes that my girlfriend is attractive." 

"I feel like he is checking me out. It makes me really uncomfortable." 

"I don't think any admiration for your appearance is motivated by anything but his desire for me to have the best." 

"I wish I agreed with you." 

We spent some time groping each other and kissing and then jumped back in the pool. 

Rosa came out and announced dinner. We quickly went upstairs to dry each other off and to watch each other get dressed and then went down for dinner. The four of us occupied one end of the huge dining table. Corey said, "I think I would prefer we eat at the upstairs family table when I have only Susan over. This seems so strange." 

His father replied, "Well yes, that's probably more intimate for just four of us but I thought this was a special occasion. Susan is the first female guest you have ever brought by and an exceptionally comely one, too!" 

He raised a water glass and we all followed suit. "To Susan, pleasant to the eye, pleasant to the ear, may she bring pleasure to all and especially to my son, Corey." 

I wasn't sure what to make of that. He raised his glass again, "To Corey, may he live a wonderful and joyous life." 

At least that toast was more ordinary. 




Susie Ch. 04



Chapter 4 – He's licking My What?

He slowly lowered her to the floor and she rolled over on her stomach as she continued to spasm. She was trying to catch her breath. She could not believe the feelings she was having. It was awesome. 

Here she was stark naked, laying in front of a man...her first time naked with a man and he had just licked her pussy. Licked it to an orgasm that was so much better than when she played with herself. And she was not embarrassed at all. Should she be? 

As she laid there in front of him, her body still twitching, her ass still clenching, he admired her body. 

Such a small little ass. Perfect! Slim hips. She was absolutely stunning. Oh to be that young again, Jim thought.

As Jim watched her body move he thought about what just happened. Just a few days ago he had noticed her in her bedroom. In a week's time it had progressed to him seeing her naked through her window. 

Then today's events. She actually came over here and did a striptease for him in his living room.

And now he had licked pussy to orgasm. He wondered if she had ever had and orgasm. Oh, surely she masturbated. Everyone did, right?

Her breathing was slowing down. She looked like she might go to sleep. Understandable after such an awesome orgasm. 

Jim loved to watch a woman have an orgasm. Well, actually, this was just the second woman he'd watched have an orgasm live. But he loved watching is wife have one. Loved listening to her moan as he used his tongue and fingers on her.  

He always wondered if he would be successful giving another woman an orgasm. Apparently he was.

Her reached down and ran his hands up and down her legs. He caressed her ass, moved to her lower back. She sighed. Still a few twitches. 

He rubbed up her back, kneading her flesh. It felt good. He put his arms on either side of her and suspended himself over her. He began to kiss her back, all over. She sighed. That felt good. 

Susie thought about what was happening...what had just happened. She couldn't believe that she'd done all that. She never planned to. It just happened. And he licked her pussy! She never felt so good.

He moved down to her lower back and began licking her lower back. He kissed and licked up and down her spine. That felt so good.

Then he started at the top of her back and slowly, sensuously, began to kiss down her spine. When he got to her ass this time, he kept going, right down her crack. 

He's kissing my ass, she thought. Wow! It felt awesome. 

Then he kissed back up her spine. When he got to the top he began to slowly lick down her spine, down over her ass, down as far as he could go. 

When he licked over her asshole, she jumped slightly. It was strange, but it felt good. He licked up and down her crack and every time he licked over her asshole she jumped. But each time it began to feel better and better. 

Then he spread her ass cheeks and licked right on her asshole. It felt so good. It felt so...wrong! But it felt so good! 

How could he do that? she thought. But please don't stop! She felt so wicked! She had just had an awesome orgasm from him licking her pussy...her first time...and now he was licking her asshole...and that felt so good. Different. 

Susie raised her ass to meet his tongue. It just felt like the right thing to do. He stuck his tongue in and out of her asshole. His hand went under her and found her swollen clit. He began to rub it as he licked her asshole. She felt it building...building....building.

Suddenly she pulled away from him and flipped over, spread her legs before him. She looked at him. "Please."

He knew what she wanted and lowered his head once again to her cunt. As soon as his tongue touched her cunt she came. Pleasure shooting up her body, out the top of her head. She curled up into a ball and came and came and came. 

He watched her as she came, spasming, twitching, enjoying the feelings. He loved to give oral. He would spend a lot of time licking his wife's pussy. She would only cum once and then she was too sensitive. Susie wasn't like that. 



Susie Ch. 04



Rosa's cooking was fabulous and I ate more than I should. 

Corey's Surprise

As we were preparing to leave, Corey's father said, "Oh, son, before you go, take Susan up to my office. Get a picture of her and drop it off at the gate so she can have an entry ID made." 

Corey took me up to his father's bedroom area and into a study with a computer and books. He looked in a closet and brought out a digital camera. "Stand over there, Susan."

I did so, saying "What's this about?" 

Corey put the camera chip into the computer, found my picture and started it printing. "I am getting you a picture ID so you can come and go through the security gate without calling the house here." 

"Why do I need that?" 

Corey took the picture and put the camera back. "I will tell you after we leave." 

We went down said our good-bye's and got into his car. 

"OK, Corey, what's going on?" 

"I got what I came for. I will explain after we are outside the compound." 

At the gate he handed the guard my picture, "A picture of Miss Susan O'Connell for access authorized by Leonard Daniels" 

The guard said, "Wait a minute." and returned a bit later. He handed Corey a laminated ID card with my picture. We drove out. 

"Please, Corey, what's going on?" 

He pulled the car over, held up a key and said, "my surprise!" 

"What is that?" 

"It's a key to the guest house! My Father says we can use it almost any time we wish, with some limitations." 

"Corey, why would we want to use the guest house?" Then realization struck, "Ohhh, so we can have a nice place to get together, our 'trysting place'." 

"Exactly." 

"That's a wonderful idea." I hesitated, "But, ... I don't know that I can be comfortable there. I think your father may be watching us, spying on us, trying to see me naked." I shivered at the thought. 

"Susan this is up to you, we don't need to ever use the guest house. Just think about it and let me know. Even if you decide not to now, it's available for us later, or never." 

"Corey, you had a wonderful idea and I hate to pass it up, but I just don't know. I promise I will consider it carefully. Can I talk to your mom and Kaitlyn about it to get their thoughts?" 

"Of course, I encourage you to do so."

A Decision to make

The next day I went to see Kaitlyn. As usual her mom answered the door. 

"Mrs. Daniels can we talk?" 

"Of course, I am beginning to think I talk to you more than I talk to Kaitlyn. What is it?" 

"Mrs Daniels do you know Corey asked his father to allow us to use his guest house when we want to, to, uhh ..." 

"Get together for sex? No I didn't but it's an excellent idea. Did Mr. Daniels agree?" 

"Not just for sex, Mrs. Daniels, but also to be alone together, and he did agree. Corey says 'with some limitations' but I don't know for sure what they are." 

"So what's the question, Susie?" 

"Well, Mr. Daniels, is creepy. He made chills go up my spine. I am worried he will, like, spy on us and try to see me naked for his own pleasure." 

"He may, indeed, be 'creepy,' but I don't think he would do what you are afraid of. I doubt he is interested in you." 

"I wish I could be sure too, Mrs Daniels." 

"If there is anything I do to ease your doubts let me know." 

"I will if I can think of anything." 

I went upstairs and had pretty much the same conversation with Kaitlyn. 

"If only I could convince myself that what Corey said was right," I told her. 

"What did Corey say." 

"Basically he claimed that most of what your father said was directed at Corey to compliment him on picking a good looking girl." 

"My father is so into appearances," Kaitlyn said. 

"Wait a minute. If it was really directed at Corey then it will be different if Corey isn't there, right?" 

"Yeah I suppose, but how are you going to get an invitation to be there alone?" 

"That's not what I am thinking. Isn't this coming weekend your weekend to spend with your father?" 

"Aha! You want me to invite you?" 

"Do you think it would be OK for me to come with you this weekend?" 

"Let's find out." We ran down to talk to her mother. 

"Mom, could Susie come with me to Dad's this weekend?" 

"Well, I would have to ask him but it will probably be OK. Susie, I thought you didn't want to stay there?" 

"Mrs Daniels, if what Corey says is right then things will be different when Corey isn't with me. I want to be sure of that. If I can go with Kaitlyn then I can see whether things will be okay. I can pretend I liked being there with Corey, swimming and all. I can also pretend I want to see the guest house and maybe even sleep there. Well, that won't be pretending. 

"Mrs Daniels, if its okay with you and Kaitlyn's father could you call my parents and ask if I can go with Kaitlyn? They're more likely to say yes if you ask." 

"Well, that makes me feel a bit like we are fooling your parents but I do want you to get this resolved in your mind so I do want you to go so, okay, I'll call them." 

"Thank you, Mrs Daniels." 

"You are welcome, again, Miss O'Connell." 

Not too much later she yelled upstairs saying, "Your father says it's OK for Susan to come with you, Kaitlyn. He is anxious for her to see the guest house and, Susan, he is happy you liked his home so much." 

That evening the phone rang and mommy answered. I could tell it was Mrs. Daniels. Mommy said, "We will discuss it and I will get back to you." She came to the family room where we were watching TV. "That was Mrs. Daniels, she wants to know if it would be OK for Susie to go with Kaitlyn to visit her father. I assume you knew about this, Susie. Weren't you just there with Corey yesterday?" 

"Yes, I was. I told you about the pool and everything. Well I was talking with Kaitlyn about how great it was and she said she was going this weekend for her regular monthly visit and wanted me to come. I told her that her mom and dad would need to decide to invite me." 

"Well I guess it would be OK, I don't want you wearing out your welcome. It doesn't sound like Corey and Kaitlyn see their father much and you don't want to be intruding on their time together. What do you think, dear." that last was directed to Daddy. 

"It sounds OK to me. If they talked about it and invited her I see no reason to worry about wearing out any welcome." 

"OK, I'll call Mrs Daniels back." 

"Thank you Mommy and Daddy," I gave them each a big hug. 

Friday afternoon, Mrs. Daniels picked me up at home. I told Cathy to "tell Mommy and Daddy goodbye and I love them. I will see you all Sunday." 

At the security gate, I showed my pass. Mrs. Daniels said, "where did you get that?" 

"Mr. Daniels had Corey get me one after he allowed us to use the guest house." 

We parked at the Daniels mansion and Kaitlyn and I got out. Mrs. Daniels stayed in the car and didn't leave until Mr Daniels greeted us at the door, "Hello girls." He hugged Kaitlyn and said, "Susan, it is nice for you to return so soon. Couldn't get enough of the place?" Mrs. Daniels drove away with barely a glance.

"I do really like it Mr. Daniels." 

"Make yourselves at home. I have go to work for a few hours and Marianne is at the beauty parlor getting her beauty put back on. She should be back shortly." 

After he left Kaitlyn said, "that's not unusual. I'm supposed to be here to be with him and he spends time at work or golfing and I'm here alone or with Marianne which is just about the same as being alone since she barely acknowledges my presence. What do you want to do?" 

"How about we check out the guest house?" 

"I don't know where to get a key. We can ask Marianne when she gets back but I bet she doesn't know where one is." 

I held up a key in front of her.

"Where did you get that?" 

"Your father gave it to Corey when he allowed us to use the Guest house. Corey loaned it to me for the weekend. One thing, we must not mess anything up, just look around. If we like it maybe your father will let us sleep there. Would you want to do that? 

"Sure, I've never been inside."

A Look at the Guest House

The front door of the guest house opened into a small entry way with a coat stand. Beyond was a moderately sized, well furnished living room with a TV and stereo. On the right of the living room was a hallway to the bedrooms. the two bedrooms, one on each side of the hallway were each furnished with a king size bed, a small dresser with mirror, and a tiny desk. Each bedroom had an attached bath with a vanity and a shower tub combination. "almost like a hotel room," I commented.

On the other side of the living room was a small kitchen with an oven/range, a sink with disposal, a dishwasher and a refrigerator. There was an empty small pantry and plenty of dishes, tableware and cooking utensils in the cabinets. Off the kitchen was a tiny laundry room with a vertically stacked washer/dryer. A shelf held detergent, bleach and some general cleaning products. 

The kitchen opened onto a small dining area with four chairs and a table. A door led back into the living room. The living room had a sliding glass door that led out to the moderate sized patio. The patio had two chaises and a table with four chairs. To the side away from the main house was a hot tub with room for maybe four people. The patio extended about 30 feet to the pool. 

"I do think this will do!" I exclaimed, thinking, "if only I can feel comfortable." 

"What do you mean, it 'will do'? This place is fabulous! I wonder if there is any way to get my father to let Johnny and I use it?" 

I carefully locked everything up as we left. "Do you think your father might let us sleep here tonight?" 

"Maybe if you let him think you want to be ready for Corey and you to use it." 

"How about a swim?" I asked.

"Okay" 

We raced in, took our bags upstairs to Kaitlyn's room and quickly changed into our suits. As we raced out I said, "When I was here both Corey and your father said skinny dipping was allowed."

"I don't think I want to be skinny dipping in front of my father and his girl friend." 

"I may try it sometime just to see if I get a reaction." 

While we were swimming around, Marianne came out wearing a really tiny bikini. The top was two small triangles held up with threads. The bottom was an even tinier triangle attached with threads, one of which ran through her butt crack. She said, "This thing is uncomfortable." and removed the top. "After all it's only us girls and these," she put her hands under her clearly artificial boobs, "aren't anything Leo hasn't seen. Hello, Kaitlyn and hello Susan, it's nice to see you again so soon." 

"Hi Marianne," I said. "Why don't you take off the bottom too. It's 'only us girls' and I am sure that's also something Leo has seen." 

"You're right!" she said and took off the bottom too. Her 'labia majora' were bald, her labia minora hung out from the slit and in front there was the ridge of her clitoris showing out. She lay down, spread her legs slightly and said, "That is more comfortable. And, Susan, I think Leo will enjoy the view." 

Kaitlyn whispered to me, "She just said more words to you than I think she has said to me in my entire life." 

I whispered back, "She thinks I am like her, and after a Daniels man. You're one of the Daniels family, not to be trusted with certain information." 

We went back to playing. At one point I yelled over to Marianne, "When I was here before, Mr Daniels said skinny dipping is allowed. I am thinking of trying that. Do you think it will be okay?" 

"Sure, Leo won't care, but it would be much more effective if Corey were here." 

I whispered to Kaitlyn, "I'm going to do it. That way I can see if your father is really interested in seeing me naked." 

I got out and pulled off my suit, placing it next to Marianne's. She said, "nice, nice tight young body. You just need to fertilize those boobs. My Leo likes a woman who can fill a bra." She put her hands under her breasts and shook them again to emphasize the point. "Yours are so precious," she laughed lightly. "Once they are all the way grown you may want to consider implants." Again she shook hers in demonstration of the wonders of modern surgery. 

"Corey seems to like these just fine," I said. "And they are probably fully grown too," I thought.

"That's good. Men are different. Some do like the young girl look. You pull it off well." 

"Well I am young." 

"A shaved pussy helps too, men seem to like seeing a bald one instead of the hair." She pushed her crotch up a little to demonstrate. "Yours is a nice color though. It's nice that you keep it matching your hair."

"All natural," I told her. "I didn't realized women shaved their pussies." 

"Oh yes, it's all the rage among those who have men to excite." 

I ran back to the pool and jumped in. 

"You two are really hitting it off," Kaitlyn said. 

"I think she thinks we're kindred spirits," I said. 

When Kaitlyn's father came home he came out to the patio. "Hi girls. Hello darling," he gave Marianne a kiss. "I like your outfit!" 

"It was partly Susan's idea. She's wearing the same style." 

"Really! You accepted my suggestion to go skinny dipping, did you, Susan?" 

"Yes, Mr Daniels," I jumped out of the pool to show him and dove back in. 

"Well, good for you, but it would be more effective were Corey present." 

"That's what Marianne said too. I guess having Marianne sunbathing nude made it more acceptable to me. I'll do it with Corey when he's here." 

"You're being quite bold," Kaitlyn whispered to me. 

"Just seeing whether your father is interested," I whispered back. Then I said aloud, "I think I'll sunbathe a bit. Kaitlyn, do you want to join me?" 

"No I'll swim a little more," she replied and whispered, "And watch your shenanigans from here." 

I climbed out and slowly sauntered over to my towel giving Mr. Daniels a good look. I dried off slowly allowing the towel to move away from my breasts or twat as I dried parts away from them. 

I lay down naked and then jumped up, "oh! almost forgot the sun block. I could get a burn in some places that could be really uncomfortable." 

I picked up the sun block and slowly slid it all over, with special attention to my tits and slit. I asked, "Could someone do my back?" 

Marianne offered and spread sun block all over. Mr Daniels watched the whole show with definite interest but no more so than I would expect from any man and maybe less. Marianne didn't act the least threatened by my naked presence either. I felt reasonably certain now that Corey had been right. 

Now I had to sunbathe when I would have preferred to be in the pool with Kaitlyn. She swam back and forth, occasionally splashing water at me. Finally I guessed that sufficient time had passed and the next time she splashed me I acted angry and jumped in, splashing water at her. 

"That was some show," she whispered. "You would have had Corey's cock sticking up like a flag pole, Johnny's too." 

"But almost no reaction from your father," I said, "That makes me feel good about using the guest house." 

"Oh, Mr. Daniels." I swam to the side of the pool and pulled myself up to sit on the side. I positioned my body for what I thought would be maximum effect and said, sweetly, "Mr Daniels, Do you think Kaitlyn and I could sleep in the guest house tonight. I would really like to try it out." 

"Well, maybe, has Corey told you the rules I set down." 

"No, he told me there were some but hasn't been over them with me." 

"Well one of them is that you are to leave the house the way you find it. That means made beds, swept floors, dinnerware back in the cupboards, not the dishwasher, no clothes in closets, etcetera. I don't want to have to hire a maid to clean up every time you use it." 

"Kaitlyn did you hear that?" I yelled over to her, "We need to clean up the guest house if we sleep there. that means making the beds." 

Kaitlyn came over, "What if we sleep on the floor in our sleeping bags? You brought yours to use anyway and I have one in my room." 

"That sounds good. Are there any other rules we need to worry about, Mr. Daniels?" 

"No, the others are about when you can use it. Be sure Corey tells you about them." 

"I will. Thank you. You did say we could sleep there didn't you?" 

"Yes, you may sleep there. For tonight only!" 

"Thank you Mr. Daniels." I slipped back into the water. 

"I don't think you needed to get out of the water," Kaitlyn whispered. 

When we tired of swimming we got out. I stayed naked and dried off. Then I picked up my suit and followed Kaitlyn into the house.

A Night in the Guest House

After dinner we prepared to go over to the guest house. Kaitlyn asked her father, "Can I pick out a couple of videos for us to watch over there?" 

"Wouldn't you rather use the theater?" 

"We'll do that tomorrow when we can watch in our PJ's and then go right upstairs when we are tired. I don't want to walk outside to the guest house when I'm tired." 

"Be sure to bring them back tomorrow." 

We went into the video vault and spent a lot of time discussing what to get. Finally we decided to each pick one. 

At the guest house, I said that I wanted to try the hot tub. "In the nude, Kaitlyn, let's get undressed." 

"In the nude? This going naked stuff has really taken you over. Maybe you should join a nudist colony." 

"Maybe I will if Corey wants to too." I was already out of my clothes, "Come on, get undressed!" 

I hadn't seen Kaitlyn completely naked for a while and she had really filled out. Big busted, round and firm on top with a really narrow waist and large hips. Her stomach was slightly rounded. She had dark brown pubic hair that covered her genitals in curls. The pubic hair did a better job of covering her genitals than Marianne's suit bottoms would have.

"You have put on some curves in all the right places since I last saw you naked," I told her.

We turned the hot tub on and got in. Sitting there at night I wished Corey was with us. "Look," I said quietly. Kaitlyn's father and Marianne were walking over to the main hot tub. They were naked. "Your father has a big cock too," I whispered, "but not as big as Corey's." 

EEuuww! Not what I want to talk about, my father and brother's penis size," Kaitlyn said. 

"Hi girls," Kaitlyn's father yelled over to us and we waved back. 

"I am a lot more comfortable here. I'm really glad I came and I'm enjoying myself a lot," I told her. "Thanks for inviting me." 

"I think you invited yourself," she said. "And can tell you're enjoying yourself. You're bouncing around totally naked most of the time. But you're spending so much time with Marianne, and not much with me. I have enjoyed the show you are putting on but can't we be together more?" 

"Of course. I am only spending time with Marianne because I wanted to see if I could be comfortable here. I have decided I can be. Let's have some fun -- since I am getting in so good with Marianne is there anything you would like me to try and find out?" 

"I would like to know why she is spending time with you but never with me. I also suspect my father is running around with some women from his office. I wonder if she knows or cares. I bet he's going to dump her soon for one of those others. She's starting to show her age like my Mom was when they broke up." 

We then talked about Johnny and Corey and what college would be liked as we (or I anyway) watched Mr Daniels and Marianne 'going at it' in the other hot tub. 

Kaitlyn said, "I wish Johnny and I could come here to the guest house." 

"Why don't you? You could ask, or maybe come with Corey and I. That would be something, you and Johnny 'doing it' in one bedroom with Corey and I in the other. Meeting in the nude here in the hot tub and 'doing it' together." 




Susie Ch. 04



"My Dad would never go for it. He'll greet you and congratulate Corey for having sex with you but he'd get out a shotgun if he found a guy with me. A real double standard." 

When we decided to get out, Mr Daniels and Marianne were still in the other hot tub. Now they were sitting and relaxing, their sexual play apparently concluded. 

"Goodnight, Mr Daniels, goodnight, Marianne," I yelled over. 

Kaitlyn waved embarrassedly. 

"Goodnight girls, sleep well," the two of them yelled back in unison. 

Inside Kaitlyn said, "that was embarrassing, being naked in front of my father." 

"I don't think he thought much of it. You had a glimpse of him naked too." 

"I didn't look," she said. 

We were too tired for the videos and got into the sleeping bags. I stayed naked. 

The next thing I knew, it was morning. Kaitlyn was still sleeping. I got up and looked out thinking about what it would be like waking up here with Corey. Waking up in bed, not in a sleeping bag, with Corey next to me and all day to do whatever we wanted. I sat in one of the chairs and imagined it while stroking my tits and twat. 

I didn't realize Kaitlyn had woken until she said, "Haven't you brought yourself to a climax yet?" 

"Oh, Kaitlyn, I was just imagining being here with Corey." 

"That explains the starry eyed look. How about you wear some clothes for a change today?" 

"OK, but I may still go in the pool naked." 

"If you must. But haven't you flirted with my father enough?" 

"Yes, I am sure he isn't interested in me sexually. But if I start wearing a swimsuit I might need to explain why I have decided to wear something." 

"You could honestly say it makes me nervous." 

We each took a bathroom and showered. I carefully wiped down the shower and made sure Kaitlyn did the same. I also made sure the floor in each bathroom was dry and the mirrors were clean. "I'll ask your father where to empty the waste cans."

Stars on Stage

We both dressed and went over to the main house for breakfast. We ate in the kitchen, making toast and cereal for ourselves. Then we went into the theater and Kaitlyn put in one of the videos we hadn't watched the previous night. 

In the middle of the video, Mr Daniels came in and asked Kaitlyn to turn it off. He said, "Kaitlyn, I have two tickets for the 'Stars on Stage' benefit at the amphitheater tonight. Since my business is one of the sponsors I also have two backstage passes." 

Kaitlyn jumped up and hugged him, "Susie do you hear that, we can go see 'Stars on Stage', with back seat passes. Oh Dad that's great." 

"Kaitlyn!" I said, "Kaitlyn!" 

"What Susie?" 

I asked Mr. Daniels if he could leave us alone for a bit. "Kaitlyn, I don't think your father got those passes for you and me. They are for you and him." 

"But, Susie, I want you to come." 

"I would like to come, but those tickets and passes are for him and you, not for me. When your mom called to invite me to come here with you the only thing which made my mom hesitate was that this weekend is for you to be with your father. It is not time for you to be with me. We are together all the time." 

"But, Susie, what will you do?" 

"I will be fine. I can swim, watch TV or videos or maybe try to find a good book among the many in the next room." 

"Well, OK, but I wish you were coming." 

"I do too, but this isn't for me, it's for you. Why don't you go and be sure your father knows that I know I won't be coming. It will probably make him feel better if you tell him you told me I can't go." 

Kaitlyn left and a moment later came back in with her father who said, "Susan, thank you for understanding that this is for Kaitlyn and me. I hope you are not too disappointed, I could not get another ticket with the short notice I had that you were coming." 

"Mr. Daniels, even if you had another ticket I think I would refuse it. When my mom and dad told me I could come they made it clear that I was not to get in the way of you and Kaitlyn spending time together. They told me that these monthly visits were for you to get to know her and I was not to interfere with that." 

"Your parents are very wise, Susan. Kaitlyn, you need to pick out a dress to wear. This is a semi-formal occasion and I will be wearing one of my best suits. You need to find a nice, attractive dress." 

"Kaitlyn, let's see what you have!" I exclaimed. Looking through her closet promised to be a visit highlight. 

I was amazed at the variety of dresses she had here. "Kaitlyn, look at all these. You have nothing like this at home." 

"Well I have no chance to wear things like this at home. When I am here, my dad sometimes takes me, usually with Marianne, to fancy restaurant, operas and things like that. Remember once I told you about the movie premier we went to? Sometimes he takes me out shopping at the high end boutiques. That's where I got most of these." 

We spent an over an hour looking through the closet. Kaitlyn would try on a dress we liked to be sure it fit. "Some of these are a couple of years old and won't fit," she told me. 

We ended up with three we liked and were trying to decide on one. I told Kaitlyn, "why don't we take them down and ask your father to pick one? He knows what ladies will be wearing and I know he will appreciate that you asked." 

Mr Daniels seemed really pleased that Kaitlyn was asking him to select her dress and he picked a dark blue, fairly plain dress that showed off her figure really well. 

"I would have preferred this brighter green one she said." 

"I think he didn't want you to stand out from the crowd too much," I said. "That one might make you look like one of the performers. The one he picked makes you look spectacular, like a model, it really shows off your good points." 

"Won't that attract attention too?" 

"Yes, but a different type. Kind of like Cinderella at the ball. Everyone will be saying, 'who is that gorgeous brunette with Mr Leo Daniels?' " We laughed. 

"Do you think anyone will think I am his latest conquest? They will think he's a 'cradle robber'. " 

"Maybe, Isn't that part of the fun of being mysterious? People will be thinking all kinds of things and you can bask in the attention. And you don't look that young in this dress." 

We spent the rest of the day watching the rest of the video, playing badminton on the lawn and swimming. Kaitlyn beat me badly at badminton and I wore my swimsuit. 

Kaitlyn started getting ready at about 3. Marianne helped her with her hair, "If I were going I would be spending much of the day having my hair and face done professionally," she said. 

Kaitlyn looked fabulous and I asked Mr Daniels if I could use his camera to take a picture of them. 

He had hired a limo to take them over. I looked inside and felt quite envious as they drove off.

An Evening with Marianne

After they left, I decided to swim a bit before the sun went down. I didn't bother with getting my suit, I just took off my clothes and jumped in. 

As I was swimming, Marianne came out. She moved a chair over to the pool and started talking to me. 

"I see you're really getting into the 'skinny dipping'," she started. 

"Well, this time I just didn't want to bother getting my swim suit. Like you said, 'It's just us girls' and Leo isn't around either." 

"You sure put on a show for him." 

"What?" 

"Don't think I didn't notice how you acted yesterday. It's pretty clear you started going naked to see if you could get a rise out of him and I know why." 

"Busted!" I thought. "And why do you think I was doing it?" 

"Because you want to be sure Leo is not interested in you. Since you are thinking about being with Corey in the guest house you want to be sure Leo isn't going to be trying to seduce you. 

"She knows alright," I thought and said, "I guess you have no trouble reading me. Am I that transparent?" 

"Not really, I just know what I would think and do in your circumstance." 

I got out of the pool and pulled up a chair. "I was worried you would think I was trying to seduce Leo." 

"He likes more mature women and big boobs. He wouldn't be real interested in anyone as young and undeveloped as you. Of course any man, Leo included, will get a lot of pleasure from watching a tight, well proportioned, smooth young body like yours. He was definitely watching." 

"So, you know Leo pretty well." 

"Yes, we've been together almost 5 years." 

"But a wedding isn't likely?" 

"No, I'm not even sure we will be together much longer." 

"Really, why is that?" 

"Leo may not like immature girls like you but he does prefer the younger women who have completed puberty. I'm getting past the age he likes. I know he is already taking out young women from his business or who he meets when he is away from home. Sooner or later he will find a suitable replacement for me." 

"What will you do then?" 

"I have managed to put aside a bit of money from the allowance and spending money Leo has given me over the years. I also have been talking to a lawyer about the possibility of getting money from Leo based on the years I have devoted myself to him." 

"Oh, that sounds like it could get ugly." 

"I hope not. Leo isn't a bad man and will likely provide for me out of a sense of duty." 

"I hope so. What's your relationship with him like? Do you talk a lot?" 

"Not a lot. I am honest with myself, I am here for sex and to make other men jealous when we go out. It's that part that makes him want a younger women. I suppose that's part of why he wouldn't be interested in you. Instead of jealousy, the other men might think of him as a pedophile if he showed up with someone like you." 

"So, how's the sex?" 

"Leo enjoys himself, I make sure of that." 

"What about you, do you have orgasms?" 

"Well, sex is okay for me. I never have orgasms. I know some women are incapable and I guess I am one." 

"Well, I don't think any woman is incapable." 

"Not all of us are as young and excitable as you, my dear." 

"I guess that's so." 

"What about you and Corey? Do you see yourself with him for a long time?" 

"I hope so. I really like him and I think he likes me." 

"Don't set yourself up for too much disappointment. Like father, like son. Corey may be keeping you for the same reasons Leo keeps me. I have seen a lot of men and they are all alike." 

I thought, "That's because you find men who use you and you use them." But I said, "I haven't known that many, so you may be right. Corey seems different to me." 

"Just be careful, my dear." 

I went back into the pool but really didn't feel like swimming. That conversation bothered me. Was Corey like his father? Did he just like me for sex and appearances? It sure didn't seem like it. 

Then I realized something else. Marianne had been hinting that I was like her. Maybe I was more interested in the sex than she was but was I just with Corey for what I could get out of it? Like she is with Mr. Daniels for what she was getting out of it? 

I got out of the pool and went in, telling Marianne, "I'm going to watch some TV and go to bed." 

"Why don't you use the bed in Corey's room," she said as I left. "No reason to sleep on the floor in Kaitlyn's room when there's a bed available. You also don't want her tripping over you when she comes in tonight." 

A good idea. I slept in Corey's bed and fell asleep pretending he was there with me. 

Sometime during the night I was awakened by Kaitlyn, "Susie, I'm back." 

"Uungh. Whaaa." I responded.

"Susie, we had a great time. I went backstage. I couldn't talk to any of the big stars, they all had private dressing rooms and were escorted on and off stage. After each performance the performers went to a press conference area so I could watch them answer questions. And the performances were fabulous." 

"I'm so happy for you Kaitlyn," I mumbled, falling back asleep.

Skinny Dipping with Corey

I got up Sunday morning and checked in on Kaitlyn. She was dead to the world. I almost woke her out of revenge for the previous night but decided to let her wake on her own. No one else was up. I had some toast in the kitchen and went out to the pool, naked, to wait for everyone. 

Kaitlyn finally emerged, bubbly and full of details about her evening. Awake, I was much more interested in her stories of what was a great evening for her. I pointed out that a lot of what she had been able to do was because her father was with her and knew what to do and where to go, especially backstage. "If it had been just us we would have stumbled around and probably had our backstage passes confiscated for doing something we weren't allowed to do." 

"Yes, you're right. It was nice being with my father, even if he did spend the entire drive there asking about Corey and you." 

"Really, what did he want to know?" 

"He seemed really interested in knowing whether you might be a 'gold-digger' even though he didn't come right out and say so." 

"But Corey isn't rich!" 

"Susie, he has a modest trust fund which will be his after he graduates from college. That's not a lot but he and I are heirs to everything my father owns. Susie, I'm afraid he is 'rich' by most definitions." 

"Oh, I didn't know." 

"Our mom doesn't make much of it and tries to keep us from thinking of it. I don't think Corey or I really ever think about it unless it's brought to our attention."

In mid afternoon Corey came to pick us up. I was in the pool with Kaitlyn when he came out to the patio. 

"Corey!" I exclaimed and jumped out of the pool, naked of course, ran over to him and gave him a wet kiss and a hug. 

"That's a nice outfit," he said. 

I turned around slowly for him with my arms raised, "like it?" 

"Yes I do," he said. 

"She's been wearing it most of the weekend," Kaitlyn said with a less than happy tone. 

Corey's father came up behind me. "Corey this is quite a tight little piece of ass you have here." He gave my butt a pat and a little squeeze. I jumped away. "And a bit of a coquette," he added. "A definite keeper." Another pat on the butt. 

"Corey," I said, "come, swim a little before we go." 

"I have no trunks." 

"You don't need them." I displayed myself to show him, "Come on!" I took off his shirt and bent down to take off his shoes. 

He had begun to unzip his pants. I finished the job and stripped both pants and boxers with one motion. My head was about crotch high and I gave his growing cock a brief kiss. I grabbed his cock and led him to the pool with it. I gave Marianne a quick glance, smile and wink as I jumped in. "Come on, Corey, I'll race you to the other end." 

I am a faster swimmer than he is and with the head start I was waiting comfortably when he got to me. "You are really the lively one. I gather you had a good time. You sure handled my father calling you a 'piece of ass' well, and what's this about being a 'coquette'?" 

"Oh, your father is just trying to compliment you and my appearance with that remark. You were right, he says that sort of thing for you. He has been a perfect gentleman the whole time I have been here. It's only with you around that he does that sort of thing." 

"And she's been running around naked practically the whole time, flirting shamelessly with him." Kaitlyn had come over. 

"Ahhh, the coquette," Corey said. 

"I just wanted to be sure he wasn't looking at me for himself. His lack of reaction convinced me he wasn't." 

I jumped on Corey and unsuccessfully tried to get his cock to enter me underwater. 

"Susie! There are others present," Kaitlyn complained. 

"Oh, sorry, seeing Corey has excited me so much!" 

"Try to control yourself a bit and maybe put a cork in it. I don't mean your mouth." 

"Kaitlyn, I am sorry. I gave her a hug. It's been lovely being here with you." 

"I haven't been sure of that with the time you've spent with Marianne and running around naked flirting with my father." 

"Oh Kaitlyn," I brushed away a tear forming in her eye. "I guess I did get a bit carried away with playing the flirtatious nymphomaniac but it was such a fun role to play. And I did find out what I wanted to know about your father and also some things about Marianne. 

I told them, "Both your father and Marianne seem to think that Corey is like his father, that I am like Marianne and that you, Kaitlyn, are like your mother." 

"That's probably true. That they think that, I mean," Kaitlyn said 

"Well Corey is not like his father! You may be like your mother and that's a good thing." 

Kaitlyn responded to my statement, "I don't think I am like my mom in the way they think. For starters I don't think I will marry a man like my father. My mom is inoculating me against that. For another they don't think she is very smart or clever because she didn't take him for all he was worth. She only got enough to live comfortably in a suburban house along with the trust funds for Corey and I and even those aren't huge, just enough for college and to give us a good start. What they don't realize is that's all she wanted. She didn't like living in this huge mansion. She didn't like that we might become spoiled brat, rich kids. All she wanted was to live and raise us like most Americans. That's what she got." 

"But, ... Kaitlyn and Corey, I am worried that I am like Marianne." 

Kaitlyn said, "You aren't at all like her. You are not a schemer, out for comfort and money, and you don't use your body to get what you want." 

"Sometimes I am not sure. Kaitlyn, please promise to tell me if you see the slightest hint that I am like her or am taking advantage of Corey." 

"Well, you may be taking advantage of Corey. You have him wrapped around your little finger even if you don't know it," said Kaitlyn with a laugh. Corey looked a bit embarrassed. 

"Kaitlyn, see, I am like her." 

"No you aren't. You aren't 'taking advantage' in the way she does. I will let you know if I think you are acting in a way which will hurt Corey, or yourself. That's the kind of 'taking advantage' she uses." 

"Thank you, Kaitlyn, you are a real good friend. 

"So, should Corey and I 'take advantage' of the guest house or not?" I asked.

"Why not." 

"My concern is that it will make it seem more like I am Corey's 'kept woman'. It will confirm your Father's and Marianne's opinion of me." 

"Well, I wouldn't spend a lot of time worrying about them. I never let what either of them thinks influence me." 

"Me either," Corey added. 

"What about other people, will they think that?" 

Kaitlyn said, "Susie, you need to do what is right for you." 

"What about my mom and dad?" 

"Again, what is right for you. I am sure they would prefer you have sex in a nice, safe, private place where you can relax and enjoy yourself than in the back seat of a car or, worse yet, Corey's room." We all three laughed. 

Later, when we got out of the pool to go home, Marianne motioned me over. "You are right about Corey's cock! I thought Leo had a big one. Do you have any trouble getting it in?" 

"Not really ... Well maybe a little sometimes, we use a lubricant to be sure." 

"Good idea. How far does it go in?" 

"All the way!" I exclaimed. "It's a tight fit and really fills me up, I can feel his every movement, even the blood pulsing inside his cock." 

"I sounds like you enjoy it." 

"Yes, I do." 

"I'm glad for you. I love seeing you. Feel free to come talk anytime you are visiting in the guest house." 

"OK, I will, 'bye Marianne." 

"Goodbye, Susan."

On the way home, Kaitlyn told us more about her night at the "Stars on Stage" concert. She had a great time. 

Corey dropped me off at home. As I got out of the car I told them I would like to speak to their mom tomorrow. 

I went in and no-one needed to ask me about whether I had a good time as I started telling them all about it before they could ask. All, that is, except the part about my running around nude.



Susie Ch. 05



Susie Ch. 05

I'm Susie O'Connell. In this story I am almost 19 and planning to attend the local community college next year.

I spent a passionate night and morning of sexual activity with my best friend, Kaitlyn's brother Corey Daniels and his caring manner caused me to fall in love with him. Corey is 20 and attends Cal Tech. He's been encouraging me to decide on a college major instead of just taking general courses like I had planned.

Corey asked his father if we could use his guest house to meet for sex and his father agreed since he seems to think that having a mistress is a good thing. I thought that I might be branded a 'kept woman' if we use the guest house and need to decide whether to accept the offer.

My Decision

The day after visiting with Mr. Daniels it was Saturday and I was off work. The restaurant caters to the business and working crowd so there is no need for a hostess on weekends and holidays. I went to Corey's. 

As usual Mrs. Daniels answered the door. After the usual greetings I raised the issue, "Mrs. Daniels."

"Yes Susie." 

"Mrs Daniels, while I was at Mr. Daniels' place I spoke to Mr. Daniel's live in girlfriend, Marianne, quite a lot. She seems to think Corey is like his dad and that I am like her. She was telling me all these things about how she manipulates your ex-husband, thinking she was giving me advice on how to treat Corey." 

"What?" She exploded in laughter. "She thinks you are like she is and are after Corey for ... for .. his college trust fund, I guess." She was hysterical. "She thought she could give you advice about how to treat a man?" More laughter. "Susan that's the funniest thing I think I ever heard. Just the thought of her sitting there seriously thinking she is advising you. Oh, oh, I need to stop for a breath." 

I was getting into the fun. "Mrs Daniels if it will help you picture it, we were by the pool and she was naked." 

"Oh, yes, Susan, that definitely helps." She was unable to control her laughter. 

I couldn't resist continuing, "Mrs Daniels she was nude because she came out wearing this really tiny bikini. She took off the top and said, 'it's just us girls and these aren't anything Leo hasn't seen.' I told her that she might as well take off the bottom too since it's just us girls and I am sure 'Leo' had seen that too so she took off the bottom. Do you know she shaves her genitals?" 

"Susan, this is getting better and better. You told her to take off the bottom and she did? Oh my, oh my." 

I thought of one more thing, "Mrs. Daniels, have you noticed how she lifts and shakes her breasts to emphasize some points. Well, anyway she does it when she is naked. 'Leo likes breasts that can fill a bra'" I pretended to lift and shake big breasts. " 'If your breasts don't come in as big as you like you can always get implants'." Again I pretended to shake them. " 'Leo likes his women to be beautiful'." Again the shake. 

"Susan, I am not sure I can take any more." She continued trying, unsuccessfully, to suppress the laughter. 

Kaitlyn came in, "What is going on here?" 

Her mom said, "Susan just told me that Marianne thinks the two of them are alike." She started laughing. "And that Marianne told her about how she treats your father as advice for how to treat Corey." She almost doubled over. "In the nude! After Susan told her she might as well remove her bikini bottom too! Oh! I don't think I will ever be able to get the thought out of my head." She once again tried to suppress the laughter. 

Kaitlyn and I left. "Wow, I've never seen her laugh so hard," Kaitlyn told me.

I responded, "And Kaitlyn, she made me feel ever so good!" 

"How is that?" 

"Well, I was still worried about being like Marianne and I wanted to ask her about it. When I told her that Marianne thought we were alike, she came apart. Kaitlyn, your boyfriend's Mom doesn't laugh like that if she thinks there is even the slightest possibility that you are like Marianne!" 

"Kaitlyn, I know you want me to spend more time with you and think I send it all with Corey but I do need to tell him about this. Would you mind if I speak with Corey right away?" 

"No, except that he's off with his airplane gang at the hobby shop." 

"Where is that?" 

"You know, it's that hobby shop down at the light." 

"I can walk there!" 

"Well, yes. It takes about 20 minutes." 

I ran out, with barely a good-bye. I made it in 15 minutes. I could see Corey at one of the display counters with a group of four other boys. I walked in and yelled, "Corey!" 

Corey saw me and came over, "Susan, what are you doing here?" 

"I agree to using the guest house," I whispered to him. "I couldn't wait to tell you. I want to see your hangouts anyway. Can you introduce me to your friends?" 

He took me over. "Guys this is Susan, she's the girl I told you about." I hugged his arm and kissed him so they would have no doubt what he meant. 

I spent the rest of the day with them as they worked on their airplane. That's a story for another time.

As he drove me home afterwards Corey said, "Susan, you were so fantastic today. You had all those guys eating out of your hand. Are you really interested in what we are doing?" 

"Yes, Corey I am and I would like to be included with 'the guys' frequently. Please take me the next time you go out to fly your planes." 

As I got out at home I remembered what I really wanted to talk to Corey about. "Corey, remember I said I wanted to use the guest house." 

"Yes, of course." 

"We need to decide how to do our first time. I want it to be special. I also want to set a tone for how we are going to use it more regularly. And, you said there are limits and your father said there are rules for using it. I know one has to do with leaving it clean. You need to tell me all the rules and we need to be sure we can follow them. Kaitlyn and I spent one night there and just leaving it clean is not easy. We will need a thorough checklist if we are to keep your father satisfied."

Inauguration Plans

Sunday I went to Corey and Kaitlyn's again. Before seeing Corey, I spent a short time with Kaitlyn. 

"Susie, you went out of here like a rocket yesterday and I never saw you again," she complained.

"Well I had to tell Corey that I had decided to use the guest house. I couldn't wait. Then I got involved with his friends. Kaitlyn, you should see the airplanes they have built and the one they are building. I'm going over to help again sometime and Corey is going to take me to watch them fly." 

"I've always though his friends were a bit weird." 

"Well when Corey first introduced me they acted like they either had never seen a girl before or were afraid of me, maybe both." 

Kaitlyn giggled, "I can see them standing there staring at you." 

"Well I tried some positive re-enforcement, like when you're training a dog. I gave them a reward every time one of them spoke to me." 

"A reward? like doggy treats? Did you have a bag of M&M's?" 

"No, I thought of something that would make me less threatening. Every time one of them spoke to me I gave him a peck on the cheek." 

"That would get Corey's friends going all right. Did it work." 

"It was like they were little puppies. They all started talking and waiting for my little kiss." 

"That's hilarious. You must have worn out your lips." 

"Well once they really got going I gave them each a last kiss and let the conditioning take over. It's really not funny. I wasn't trying to be devious or anything. I just wanted them to be comfortable talking to me and having me around." 

"I still can't help but laugh when I think of it." 

"Kaitlyn, Corey's friends are really nice and there is no reason they should have any problem talking to or being with girls. I wish I could think of a way to help them with other girls." 

"Matchmaker Susie." 

"Kaitlyn, I'm not looking to get them girlfriends. I just want them to feel comfortable about finding one." 

After a while I went into Corey's room to discuss using the guest house. 

As I came in he jumped up and gave me a hug and a kiss. "Princess! Do you want to do anything today? My father's guest house is available you know."

"I thought we could spend some time planning our first time there," I told him. "Remember, I told you that yesterday."

He seemed disappointed and asked, "do we really need to plan our time at the guest house?" 

"Not every time but I want our first time to be special. That will set a tone and we will be able to just 'play it by ear' from then on. We need to plan the first time so the other times will work well. We also need to prepare a checklist for cleaning up." 

He asked, "Do we really need a checklist?" 

"When Kaitlyn and I were there I realized how much there is to do to leave the place as we found it. It would be easy to forget something that could cause your father to revoke our privilege." 

"I'm sure he would forgive an occasional mistake." 

"Maybe but I'm not willing to take the chance and there is so much to do that without a checklist we can easily make a mistake every time, not just occasionally. For example, do we need to wash the bed linens?" 

"I don't think so, as long as we make the beds." 

"Well I didn't think it would be okay, especially if we had sex and got semen on the bed. Anyway I asked your father and he said that we didn't need to unless we had sex. Then he said, 'So I guess the answer is yes, you need to wash the linens, otherwise I will wonder why I let you use the guest house'." 

"Oh, I would not have thought of that." 

"We need try to think of everything. If we aren't sure we can ask you father like I did. Here are some other examples of things that might be easy to forget. We need to be sure all the wastebaskets are emptied. We need to be sure not to forget any clothes or toiletries. We need to put all the cleaning supplies back where we found them, We need to put any videos we use away. Don't you see, the sheer number of minor things makes it almost impossible to leave things right without a checklist. Oh, here's another set of things. Your father told me that we are to inform Rosa of anything we use up like soap, tissue, or light bulbs. The checklist needs to have things to check for empty or almost empty so we can tell Rosa." 

"I guess I see your point." 

"We can type the list on your computer and print it out. We can easily add things as we think of them, mark those where we need to ask your father and re-arrange them in an order that makes sense." 

"Re-arrange? Why?" 

"So it's easy to use. Like we want washing bed linens to be before making the bed. Corey this isn't really that difficult. It doesn't need to be perfect, just as complete as we can make it. I won't feel comfortable staying there otherwise." 

"This will be more work than I thought," he said. "I don't mean making the list. I mean cleaning up after ourselves." 

"Well a bit more than I thought too, but it'll be worth it. You'll see!" I promised. "Before we start, I'd like to know the other rules and limitations your father has imposed." 

"There are only two and they are related so it's actually just one," he said. "My father says that his business guests must take priority over our use of the guest house. Business guests are rare, maybe only every couple of months, and usually they stay only a couple of days. They always give a few days notice. My father's administrative assistant will call me with dates the guest house is unavailable so we can stay away. We may also have to leave on short notice." 

"Corey, that means you must have a calendar on which you can mark the unavailable days." 

"Can't I just remember them?" 

"I'd prefer not risking you forgetting. Just think of the embarrassment of walking in on one of your father's business guests or having one of them walk in on us. What's the other rule." 

"My father said that we can keep some of our own clothes and toiletries there so we don't have to always prepack overnight bags. But we can't leave things in the dressers, hanging in the closet or in the medicine cabinets." 

"So how do we do that?" 

"There are eight lockers in the guest house for regular guests to keep things. My father has assigned us lockers 1 and 2." He got up and picked up some keys. "Here, you can have locker number 1." 

"Maybe you should keep the key." 

"No you keep it so you can get in and out without me. Maybe you will spend another weekend with Kaitlyn and want some stuff. I have duplicates just in case either of us loses ours." 

"Corey, that's something else I need to decide. What to take and leave there. I guess I better buy another toothbrush and toothpaste."

We got to work making our cleanup checklist. It took more time than I thought it would. "We can always add more or change it" I told him, getting up. "I need to be getting home. You can e-mail me a copy and I will add things if I think of them. Tomorrow I'll come by after work. We can plan our inaugural stay." 

Then I told him, "Next weekend is the fourth of July weekend and I have Monday and Tuesday off. I thought maybe that would be a good opportunity for our first time. We could spend all four days there together."

"Wow! four days together!" he exclaimed. "That's a terrific idea!"

"Think about what things we can do with our time," I told him, and added, "besides sex. I would like to have some activity or activities other than just sex."

"Just sex sounds good to me!" Corey said, a bit too enthusiastically.

"Corey, I thought there was more to our relationship than sex," I told him a bit impatiently. "In any case, I don't think we could sustain a whole four days of 'just sex' and I hoped we would do something more than just swim and sit in the hot tub or watch videos. Sex is great, and especially great with you, but I don't think of the guest house being like the Courtyard Inn where we do nothing but have sex. We need to have good times without the sex." 

"Haven't we been having good times without sex for the past few weeks?" 

"Yes we have and I want our time at the guest house to continue that." 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Monday afternoon I started our planning conversation with a suggestion, "Corey, I had a thought about what we might do. Let me know if you have a better one." 

"I haven't thought of anything at all," he said. "What is your idea?" 

"Remember how we talked about modifying your stories to have girls and more dialogue?" 

"Yeah." 

"How about we take some of your stories and your laptop and spend some of our time revising them. It would be a chance to really be together and anytime we tire of working on stories we can take a 'break', if you get my meaning." 

"I like that idea but it sounds like work rather than fun." 

"I like it because it's creative," I told him. "It's a chance to really work together, as a team."

"Four days with you ..." Corey said wistfully.

"Yes, you and me for four days," I agreed, adding, "we can supply our own fireworks." 

"Fireworks?" he seemed perplexed.

"Fireworks!" I said, lifting my top and bra to expose my breasts and then grabbing his cock through his pants.

"Yeah, fireworks!" he nodded, kissing one exposed breast and stroking my crotch through my panties.

"Maybe you can pick out some stories for us to look at," I suggested .

He picked up a notebook full of his stories. "Maybe you could look at these and pick ones you think would be good to work with," he said as he handed it to me. "I trust your judgement better than mine."

"Don't you have them on a disk? This is awfully heavy!"

"Here I'll make copies," he said and copied a folder from his hard drive to a flash drive for me.

"Thanks," I said and then expressed another thought aloud, "I'll need to prepare my parents."

Announcement

That evening after dinner my parents were watching TV. I turned it off at the first commercial and announced, "Corey and I are going to spend four days together on the Fourth of July weekend." 

"What!" they said together. Cathy heard their yell, came in and asked what was going on. 

My mom started to motion her out of the room. I said, "Cathy will find out anyway so I want to include her. Cathy, I am going to spend four days away with Corey." 

She innocently asked the question that was on my parents minds, "Are you going to have sex.?" 

"I am sure we will," I said, "but the reason for going away is that we are going to collaborate on some stories. Corey has written some really good stories but they need some romantic interest and better interaction among the characters. I am going to help him with that." 

Mommy read my face and stated, flatly, "You can work on stories here or at the library. So, the reason you are going is to have sex." Then she asked, "where are you going?"

"Corey's father is allowing us to use the guest house at his mansion. Remember, I told you about it. It's like a normal two bedroom house set away from the mansion and very private." 

Daddy said, "I don't like this. I don't like a man setting up his son to be able to fornicate with a young girl." 

"Daddy," I said, hoping I wasn't whining, "we talked about this. You said you understand that I might do this kind of thing and I promised to honestly let you know what I am doing. I am trying to keep my word. Please don't make me hide things from you." 

Cathy asked, "What's 'four-ni-Kate'?" 

"It's when an unmarried man and woman have sex," Mommy told her. 

Daddy said, "I don't think we ever said we would be happy about it or approve." 

"You're right, Daddy. I just want you to know what I am doing. Here is Corey's cell phone number. You can get in touch with me at that number. He will be picking me up at work on Friday." I turned the TV back on and went up to my room to let my emotions die down. As I relaxed on my bed I heard the door open. I hoped they wouldn't be coming in to try to talk me out of it." 

"Susie," Cathy said. 

"Come in, Cathy, what do you want?" 

"Why is everyone acting so sad?" 

"I'm not sad, Cathy, I'm very happy." 

"You look and act sad." 

"Well, I am trying to relax. I had to get up a lot of courage to tell Mommy and Daddy that I was going to spend four days with Corey. Now I am just letting my adrenaline level come down." 

"Adrenaline?" 

"That's the stuff that makes you strong but it also makes you nervous and anxious." 

"Why is it hard to tell Mommy and Daddy that you are going away with Corey?" 

"Because they don't like the idea of me having sex with anyone." 

"They know you are having sex with him so what's the difference now?" 

"I guess this just seems so, so blatant, so 'in your face'." 

"So they're sad because you're going out to have sex." 

"I guess so." 

"I think I'll cheer them up." She left and I heard her head downstairs. 

The evening before the 'big day' I packed a bag. Daddy came in when I was in bed and kissed me saying, "Have a good time, princess. We'll be looking forward to having you come back and hearing about it." 

The next morning Mommy said, "Have a real good time and tell us about it when you get back." 

"Mommy," I said, "You and Daddy are acting so much better about this. I know you aren't happy about me having sex with Corey but you being like this makes me feel so much better. Thank you." 

"You should thank Cathy. She sat your Daddy and me down and gave us quite a nice little talk." 

My jaw fell and I looked over at Cathy who was smiling and humming. 

I went to Cathy and gave her a huge hug, "Whatever you said, thank you, thank you!" 

"That's what sisters are for," was her cryptic reply.

Trysting Place Inauguration

After work I got into Corey's car with my heart pounding and blood rushing to my head. "Four days with Corey and sex with him again," was all I could think of. He gave me a big kiss and put his hand on my thigh. I grabbed it and pulled it to my crotch then put my hand on his 'beast' which was already almost full size. "We should get some food, we're going to need to eat and I'd rather not be eating at the main house," I suggested.




Susie Ch. 05



Chapter 5 – Her First Naked Man

In a minute Susie stretched out and rolled onto her back. She looked at him with a big contented smile on her face.

"That's not fair," she said.

"What's not fair?"

"I'm laying here naked and you have your clothes on."

"Well, come over here and take them off."

They both stood up and she stood in front of him and began to unbutton his shirt. He looked at her. She was so beautiful...so innocent...so sexy...so...perfect. 

She smiled up at him as she ran her hand inside his shirt and ran her fingers over his chest. She pulled his shirt out of his pants and helped him take it off. She tossed it on the couch.

Then she knelt down and began to loosen his belt. Then she unbuttoned his pants. He was obviously hard. She rubbed her hand over his crotch. I'm gonna see my first cock, she thought. Heck, I'm gonna see my first naked man!

She lowered his zipper. He was wearing boxers. And there was a wet spot on them. He lowered his pants and as she leaned forward and her face touched his cock. She leaned on it. It was....warm...and hard.

She took off his pants and then sat back and looked at his crotch. It was bulging. She reached out and touched his boxers. It was huge! She ran her hand over it. She wrapped her hand around it. 

"I wanna see it," she said

"Go ahead"

Susie took the waistband of his boxers and slowly began to lower them. The boxers kind of caught on his cock and as she gave them a harder pull, suddenly his cock popped out.

Wow! Susie just stared at it. She didn't know what she was expecting but she was still surprised. It was beautiful. It was curved up. The head flared out...like a mushroom. And there was a slit in the center. And something was leaking out. Precum? She'd heard something like that. And veins running up the side of it. And underneath were his balls...she guessed that's what they were. There was a crop of dark hair all around. She handled it, looked at it, studied it, caressed it. She gently put her hand around is balls, just lightly rolled them around in her hand. She'd heard that guys are real sensitive there.

She looked up at him. "Teach me."

"You're doing fine."

"What do I do?"

"You can stroke it."

"How?"

"Wrap your hand around it and stroke it up and down."

She did that, fascinated how it felt. It was alive in her hand. It throbbed. She looked up at him. He was watching her.

"How do you do a blow job?" She asked.

"You're doing fine," he smiled. "But you can also kiss it. Or lick it."

She leaned in and kissed the head. It jumped in her hand. Then she licked it. She got some of the precum on her tongue. It was salty. But nice. Then she licked around the head. He moaned. She held up his cock...his cock! She was holding his cock! She giggled to herself. She licked the underside of it, from his balls up to the tip. She licked all around, all over his cock. It felt electric. She moved down to his balls. She licked around his balls, getting some hair in her mouth. She tried to discretely pull the hair out of her mouth. She didn't want him to feel bad. She thought he was feeling good. She looked up into his face. He had his eyes closed and was breathing deeply.

She moved back up to his cock and licked the head. "Suck on it," he moaned.

She took it in her mouth and lightly sucked. How hard should she suck? "You can suck harder." He seemed to know what she was thinking. She sucked harder. He began to move his hips in and out. She got the message. She started moving her mouth up and down on his cock. She licked the head while she did it. She reached around and grabbed is ass. It felt nice...harder than hers, with some hair on it. She squeezed. She rubbed.

Susie had a funny thought. I'm giving him a blow job...but I'm sucking! So she started blowing...and sucking....and blowing...and sucking. He was moaning and holding her head. She must be doing it right, she thought.

He was matching her rhythm. In and out. In and out. His breathing was getting heavier. He was moaning louder, holding her head, guiding her, running his hands through her hair.

Suddenly he yelled "I'm cumming!" Susie wasn't sure what she should do but she kept it up. Is he gonna gizz? she thought. At that he began to shoot. It hit her in the back of the throat and surprised her. She let go and retreated. His second shot went all over her face. She backed off some more and watched as he shot. His third shot went all over her breasts. It was sticky! But it was awesome to watch!

She watched as his cock throbbed, his balls clenching, as he struggled to stay standing. She was covered with his cum. 



Susie Ch. 05



"I agree," he said. "What shall we get?" 

"Things for sandwiches and stuff we can prepare easily, without leaving a mess," I proposed. "We can each pick out a couple of meals or our own frozen dinners." I thought about his cock which had now grown to full size and hardness due to my caresses, "before we get out I hope your beast will behave himself." 

"He's pretty anxious about today and tonight. I have absolutely no control over him right now." 

"Maybe there is some way to keep it from sticking out so much," I said. "Your father has a pretty big cock, maybe he has an idea." 

"How do you know my father 'has a pretty big cock'?" 

"Kaitlyn and I saw him and Marianne getting into the hot tub naked when we were there. Anyway, I can ask my Dad about it, too. Maybe you can ask your mother for ideas too." 

"Well, I guess it won't hurt to ask my father. I am not so sure my mom can help. I am a little nervous about you talking to your dad about it." 

"I know your mother would like to help. She told me she has noticed when it happens and knows how embarrassing it must be. My dad would be sure to help out if he can." 

With reluctance, I stopped my stroking and by the time we reached the grocery the beast was restrained enough to not be obvious. We decided on a package of those small individual cereal boxes for breakfast, sandwiches for lunch and TV dinners for, what else, dinner. We also grabbed some snacks and fruit for nibbling. Finally we were off to the 'trysting place'. 

We rapidly went in and unloaded the groceries. I was bursting with desire. Without a word, both knowing what the other wanted and not needing to speak, we went into the bedroom and silently removed each other's clothes. As I removed Corey's shirt I kissed all over his chest. As he removed my blouse and bra he reciprocated. My nipples were harder than I could ever remember and an orgasmic tingle was already beginning. 

I took down his underwear and greeted the beast, "Dear beast you are free again, free to explore, free to enter my cave." I kissed it wetly, up, down and around. 

Corey removed my panties. I shivered with desire as the cool air touched my crotch. He lifted me gently, kissing my abdomen and lay me gently on the bed. He began a tour of my entire body with his lips and tongue, Starting at my forehead and saving my most sensitive parts for last. I lay back taking in the orgasmic sensation filing my body. I trembled in anticipation with each kiss and each touch of his tongue. 

As soon as his tongue gave my clit the slightest touch the feeling became unbearable and I spasmed with intense pleasure, "Corey! Corey! Corey!" I screamed repeatedly. He continued to lick me, increasing my pleasure until the feelings began to disparate and I quieted down. Then he got up, left the room and returned with condoms and lubricant. He slipped the beast into the condom and I grabbed the lubricant putting it in me and on the beast. 

Corey spent a few minutes kissing and sucking my twat and then he rose, moved between my legs and I felt his beast slowly enter my vaginal 'cave'. I reveled in the feeling as it pushed in, pulled out and then pushed further in. Slowly it filled me more and more. I relaxed and closed my eyes, feeling Corey's pulse inside the beast, inside my 'cave'. I reached up and caressed his chest and tummy. Then I reached around him and pulled him to me. I buried my face in his and my tongue in his mouth. I moved my hands down to his butt and helped him thrust inside me. With each thrust the tingle grew in me. As the tingle grew, my grip on his butt and the force of my kiss increased. He moved slowly and sensuously in and out, in and out, in and out. As I began to wish it would last forever it became clear that it would not do so. The pleasure rose to the point where it became unbearable. The spasm shot through my vagina. I remained silent, taking the full force of the feeling in, almost unable to stand it but wanting it to continue and continue. Corey was making huge grunts and the beast leaped inside me. I could feel the semen streaming through it as it leaped again and again. Slowly all subsided. 

"It's been too long since last time," I said. "let's not allow it to be so long again." Corey just hugged me and planted another dozen kisses. Then we lay silently in each other's embrace with the beast resting softly in its cave. 

I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep but a dream I had before repeated. I was carried away by an angel. Below me I saw relatives, friends and former friends. This time I could tell that they were all calling out to me. I couldn't tell what they were saying but I felt it was important.

I slowly became aware of my surroundings. It was dark. Corey was still on top of me with the beast still inside me. I moved slightly and Corey came to life. "What time is it?" he asked. 

"I don't know. I just know it's dark out." 

"I have to pee. Do you want to come?" He got up and the beast left me. 

"I hope you and your beast do not mind but I am sooo relaxed. I would like to just lie here and enjoy the moment."

He pulled off the condom and asked with a bit of a laugh, "Are you still saving filled condoms?"

"No, the others started smelling bad and I had to trash them. The only one left is the one encased in epoxy inside that loving cup I gave you." 

When he came out he said, "It's after 9PM. Do you want dinner?" 

"I only want to be here with you. Are you hungry?" 

"A little but being here with you is a better idea. Was that worth the wait!" 

"Yes, but no. I think of how we could have done that several more times and still had tonight. I don't want to be waiting for it anymore." 

"Well, we don't have to." 

We kissed and lay in each others arms, my head on his chest, his chest against my breasts and his beast against my twat.

Again I dreamed of the angel and the people below. They were yelling at me about things I should do, suggestions for what I should do with my life, contradictory and hard to make out suggestions, none of which I would remember after waking.

I woke. I was lying on my back to the feel of Corey lightly caressing my tits and nipples with his finger. I Moaned in pleasure, reached down and guided my finger lightly along his cock. The beast woke and rapidly stretched to its full length. 

"Corey, before we go any farther I really must relieve myself." I went into the bathroom and reflected on my dream as I peed. 

When I came back, Corey was on his back and opened his arms for me. I lay on top of him, he embraced me and we kissed. My legs were open to either side and 'the beast' lapped repeatedly at the entrance to the cave. Corey stroked my back with both hands from the shoulders down to my butt. I pulled my fingers through his hair as the familiar feelings rose inside me. 

I could feel my vaginal lips parting in anticipation of the beast coming inside. They were cooled by the dampness oozing out. The beast pushed his head inside. "Corey, let me get a condom." 

"Princess I am already wearing one. I guess you didn't notice." The beast quickly pushed up to my cervix and started pushing it further inside as its body advanced. 

"Oohh!" I moaned in pleasure. 

I lifted my head and saw Corey with his eyes closed and an expression of delight on his face. I rolled us so I was on top and pushed my hips back to get the entire beast inside. Corey smiled and let out a slight "Uungh." 

I began moving up and down on his cock, enjoying riding it as it pushed way in and pulled partially out. I decided to give Corey everything he deserved. I watched his face and listened carefully to his breathing. Speeding up and slowing down as his expression indicated. He stroked my breasts and occasionally one hand moved down my tummy to stroke my clit. I caressed his chest and frequently moved my head down to give him an affectionate kiss. 

I remembered how once before when I was on top he made me stop in order to keep from having his orgasm before I had mine. I watched carefully for signs that he was on the verge. There, his face clenched. I stopped moving and allowed him to relax. I could feel the beast moving inside me with slight jerks. I wanted to be careful not to bring myself to orgasm before he let loose but I had been concentrating on Corey so intensely I had not noticed my own body. 

I could feel the familiar tingle strengthen as the beast throbbed inside. I concentrated on the feel of Corey and his beast inside. I thought of the time Corey had brought me to orgasm by describing my body. I thought of last night. I concentrated again on the feeling of the beast inside me. None of that helped keep the rising sensation back. The tingle intensified. Corey seemed more relaxed but I was sure any intense movement would bring him to orgasm. 

I slowly moved up. My tingle grew. The beast seemed more excited inside me but Corey was still relaxed. 

I slowly moved down to engulf the beast fully. My tingle increased. The beast jerked ever so slightly. Corey winced. 

I moved up. The beast jerked again. Corey tightened. The tingle intensified still more. It was now or never. 

I thrust down quickly. The beast spasmed inside. Corey moaned loudly. The tingle spread through my body. 

I rose and dropped in a faster rhythm as the beast spasmed again and again to Corey's moans. 

Again and again I pumped myself up and down. My orgasm came. I couldn't control myself enough to keep pumping. My vagina took over, massaging the beast mercilessly. My tummy jerked and twitched. I had no idea what Corey and his beast were doing as I kissed him long, hard and passionately. 

As the spasms turned into twitches and the twitches into small waves of delight I relaxed my grip on Corey and moved my mouth from his. 

"Oh my gosh, you are amazing," were the first words from his mouth. He grabbed me and gave me a kiss to match the one I had just finished. 

As he relaxed the kiss I rolled us to the side keeping his beast inside me. I needed to talk to this wonderful man. It didn't matter what we talked about. I just wanted to hear his voice.

First Day at the Guest House

"Corey, what do you want to do now," Is what came out. It sounded like I wasn't interested in staying here with him. "That's not right," I thought. "What do I really want to say?" 

Corey seemed not to know how to reply. Then he said, slightly uncertainly "I think I would like to be here with you for a while." 

I knew how to respond to that, "Oh Corey, that's what I want too!" He brightened considerably. 

"Corey, I want to be here in your arms with the beast inside my cave. But I have this tremendous desire to talk, to hear you speak. Can I lay in your arms and feel your beast inside me and have you stroke me, while we talk about what we are going to do today? Would that be okay, Corey?" 

"Of course, princess Susan." 

We discussed breakfast and whether to take a shower or use the hot tub and then we talked about working on the stories. I told him I had brought along a couple of my 'teen high' books for him to look at. he told me he had also brought a couple of books that were supposed to have good dialogue. He said we should maybe read them as part of our preparation. 

We spent over an hour talking, the light of day was beginning to come through the window. I told him, "I feel like starting the day now. How about you?" 

"I think I am ready too but I sure like lying here with you." 

"I have to pee again," I said. 

"Me too," he replied. 

"I would like to help your beast make designs in the water this time." I laughed. 

He pulled the beast out and removed the condom. The beast was covered with sticky drying semen. I tried licking it clean but could not get it all off. Dried white blobs of semen were also stuck in Corey's hair around his cock and balls. "I think you're going to need to get in the shower to get this off," I said. "I'll be glad to help with that too." 

I peed and then called Corey in. As I moved his cock around to make designs in the water I would also press on the underside to decrease the flow or even stop it. I laughed as I played. "This is an amazing thing you have here," I said as the flow was exhausted and I shook it dry. "It's fun in sooo many ways." 

We got in the shower and I cleaned Corey's penis, ball and pubic hair thoroughly. Corey reciprocated with a similar cleaning of my twat and tits. We then rinsed the rest of each others body though not as thoroughly as the washing. 

"Oh no! no towels," Corey said as we started to get out. 

"I thought your father said there were towels here" 

"In the linen closet but not hanging here where we can reach them. I'll just have to go and get them wet." 

When he came back, I said, "Maybe we need a checklist for what to do when we first get here. 'Item 1, put towels in the bathroom'." 

We dried each other off. "Are we going to breakfast in the nude or should we get dressed?" I asked. 

"In the nude! And then into the hot tub," Corey responded. 

The day started somewhat overcast and cool and the hot tub felt great. Corey rubbed my twat under the water and I stroked his beast which grew once more to full size. 

"Corey," I said, "I'm ready for sex again. You know I think we could spend all our time here having sex. Do you want to do that or should we spend some time on the stories like we planned." 

"I am ready again too, as you can tell. But I think we should put it aside for a bit. A little time between sexual intercourse makes me enjoy it more. I think spending time doing other things also increases our desire. If we work on the stories I will be even more in the mood tonight." 

Reluctantly I agreed with him, "But if the mood is intense enough this afternoon I hope it's okay not to wait for tonight."

First Story (Pipeline)

We went inside and got out the stuff we had brought for the stories. I showed Corey the 'teen high' books. "These are pretty simple but they are a lot about relationships and people talking to one another."

Corey had two more books, quite thick which he said were supposed to have good dialogue and character relationships. One was Mark Twain, Huckleberry Finn, and the other was a collection of short stories by Earnest Hemingway. "Isn't Huckleberry Finn a kid's book?" I said. 

"No, not really." 

"This is a lot to get through." I looked at how thick they were. Looking inside I saw they weren't in large print either. 

"In Hemingway, 'A Canary for One,' and 'Hills Like White Elephants,' are supposed to have good dialogue. In Huckleberry Finn look at the dialogue between 'Nigger Jim' and Huck I think there are chapter titles that will help. " 

While he read the 'teen high' books, I checked out Huckleberry Finn. I found the chapters he meant, Huck and 'Nigger Jim' were floating on a raft and spent a lot of time talking to each other. It was fairly easy reading but the writing made the talking seem like a couple of hicks. "This talk is pretty messed up I said. It's not correct English." 

"Mark Twain was trying to make them sound like they really were, uneducated, but intelligent southerners." 

Corey had finished the 'teen high' books and was using his computer, I guess to find his stories. "You read quick," I said. 

"Yes, I guess I do," Corey said in a dismissive manner. 

I found the stories in the Hemingway book and worked through them. "This is much more difficult to read. but the characters do seem to be real people." 

When I finished, I picked up the notebook with his stories. I had read most of them and identified five as promising. Two in particular caught my attention. I showed him all five and told him about the two I liked, "This one about three workers trying to repair a pipeline in the arctic looks good. The characters seem to just be working without talking much about what they are doing. Adding some discussions would help the story along and make us like the people more. One of them could maybe be a woman. And this one about three astronauts in a deteriorating space station has the same sort of characteristics even though it's an entirely different kind of story." 

Corey asked, "So which do we start with?" 

"Let's start with the pipeline one, it's a bit more complex but has fewer characters and I like the basic story better." 

I suggested one of the characters be a woman and Corey made some changes to the beginning to make that clear. We discussed what was going on and where the characters would talk and what about. We even did some acting and took the place of the characters. I could see Corey was uncomfortable with some of what was being said but we continued. 

We broke for lunch and I said, "that story needs a clear villain. How about we take the 'Charles' character and make him kind of mean? Then, 'Emily' and 'Fred' could be romantically involved." 

Corey was upset, "The story doesn't need a villain!" 

"Corey, good stories always have villain. They keep things interesting and help explain the bad things that happen. Right now, the story just has things happening without apparent cause. Having a villain causing them will help the reader understand." 

"I thought what you said about doing dialogue and adding women would help but you are just ruining the story!" 

"Corey, I am trying to make it better." 

"You don't understand the story at all!" he went into the bedroom and locked the door. 

I went to the door, "Corey come out, we can work this out." 

The door had one of those locks that can be unlocked from outside with a little screwdriver or small narrow 'key'. My dad usually keeps one on the top of each doorway but I couldn't find anything. I sat down with my back to the door feeling terrible. "Please come out, Corey." 

I went back and read the story again. Then I read the original story. What did Corey mean that I "didn't understand the story at all"? Then I saw it! better characterization would have made it more obvious but now that I understood what Corey had attempted I understood why he was upset and I had a better idea of how to add the character interactions. 

I went to the door. "Corey, let me in. I read the story more closely and I think I understand. We won't make Charles a villain. I don't think 'Ed' should be a woman either. We can add a woman character. She can be romantically involved with 'Charles', It can be just like you and me." 

Corey opened the door. 

"I said, Corey, you really should have told me that you were attempting to write a story that was kind of about you and your friends. You should have told me that 'Charles' is supposed to be like you. I don't know your friends well enough to know who 'Ed' and 'Fred' are but I know they are your friends." 

" 'Ed' is Howard and 'Fred' is Travis, "he said. 

"Well then we must keep that in mind when we put words in their mouths." 

I needed to say something else to him. "Corey, please don't run away like that when you get upset. You can talk to me. You can tell me what is bothering you, even if it's me you are upset with." 

"Okay, I'll try. I guess I am used to going into my bedroom when I get mad at Kaitlyn or my mom. My mom used to always send me there anyway when I was little." 

"My parents would do that too but the room couldn't be locked and after they gave me time to settle down one of them would always come in and talk to me. Let's start over on the story." 

As we started I said, "I have an idea about the villain too. Sometimes, the villain can be nature or some artificial object. Remember that movie Snow Dogs where the dogs were left behind in antarctica. The only villain was the antarctic itself. It behaved almost as if it wanted the dogs dead. Maybe we can make the pipeline almost alive and sort of evil." 




Susie Ch. 05



"Kind of like a Stephen King or Michael Crichton story. Oh, the movie is Eight Below. Snow Dogs was a comedy about that guy inheriting a dog team." 

"Oh yeah!" I laughed. "Let's go to work. 

Things went much faster when we considered 'Charles' as being Corey, 'Emily' as being me and the other two as being Howard and Travis. We also changed 'Ed's' name to 'Mark' since the rhyme of 'Ed and 'Fred' was distracting. 

We thought of the pipeline like a huge snake coiling through the wilderness occasionally moving a coil in order to entice the adventurers further into its lair. They escaped by realizing that the pipeline was trying to kill them and that they needed to retreat to civilization. When they returned they discovered that they had imagined many of the problems or that they had thought them more severe than they were. 

Corey and I debated whether to have 'Charles' and 'Emily' have sex. We decided that would detract from the story but we did end with them taking off their clothes and getting into a warm safe bed together. 

It was after dinner time so we made our TV dinners and ate them at the table. I was surprised that I didn't feel like having sex. I just felt like relaxing with Corey. 

After dinner, Corey began removing his clothes and said, "Hot tub?" 

"Hot tub!" I agreed. 

The sun was going down and the night was cooling off. The tub felt great and I lay with my back against Corey, stroking his thigh. He held my by the waist and stroked my tits, tummy and twat. 

"Corey," I said, "I hope you won't feel disappointed, but I just want to relax with you. I don't feel like having sex right now." 

Corey laughed, "This from the girl who wasn't sure she could wait until evening. I am enjoying just being here with you too. If you change your mind, signal by jumping me." 

"Oh Corey, I love how you make everything so easy for me. If you decide you want sex you can signal by 'jumping me' too. I'm sure it won't take much to get me ready and willing." 

We watched the sun go down and the stars come out. Then we went in and fell asleep next to each other, naked.

The dream came again. The angel carrying me and the people below shouting barely understandable suggestions for my life. This time one small voice seemed to rise above the others. I couldn't make out what it was saying or who was its owner.

I woke first and lay there looking at Corey. I reflected on this dream that came when I slept in his arms. Was he the angel? Who was the voice? What was it and the others saying? Why did I keep having it? Each time there had been more detail, maybe the answers would come. Each time the dream seemed to add detail. I looked forward to sleeping to get the answers. 

I still didn't feel like I needed or wanted sex. I just wanted to be here. We had ended the story with the couple going to bed naked together. We assumed and expected the reader to assume that they would have sex. Now I knew that they would just sleep. Their shared ordeal would make them tired and all they would want would be to be next to each other. I hugged Corey lightly until he woke up. 

Corey kissed me and I kissed him back. I jumped out of bed and danced for him saying, "I feel so alive! Let's have breakfast and finish that other story." I told him my thoughts about the end of the story we had just finished. 

I danced some more for him, pulled on my clothes and went into the kitchen saying, "How about some oatmeal?" 

During breakfast I told Corey how special last night was because we didn't have sex, "It's important that we know that we aren't together just for the sex. I think last night was the best night I have spent with you. Our sex is fabulous and I wouldn't want to do without it for long but I love just being with you and relaxing. Sex with you is definitely not relaxing. Well afterwards it's relaxing, maybe too relaxing." 

"You don't need to explain," he replied. "I enjoyed just being with you too and I agree, our relationship isn't just about sex and I don't want it to become just about sex. I think that could be a problem with the guest house. It provides such easy access to sex that we could allow the sex to consume us."

Second Story (Space Station)

I gave him a big kiss, "I can't wait to work on your other story. I have some ideas. Please be sure to tell me if any don't fit with your idea of the story and what it's about. Is there any background to that story or something about the characters that I should know?" 

"I don't remember any. I will tell you if I think of anything." 

"Please, especially, tell me things like, 'I made this character do that because ..'." 

I read the story again, handed it to Corey and said, "Here are my ideas. Most importantly I think the ending seems forced and even phony. This solar flare with all these strange properties seems unlikely and doesn't fit in. Everything your characters do ends up not mattering because this flare just fixes it all." 

"Deus ex machina." he mumbled.

"What did you say?" 

"Deus ex machina, a 'god from the machinery' it means a dramatic device where a god steps in and fixes things or messes them up. It's not usually a good method to use. That's exactly what it is. Like you say it makes the rest of the story kind of meaningless. I just didn't have any idea how to end it." 

"Corey, it's a tragedy. You know what that means?" 

"It means it's a story that ends tragically." 

"More than that, a good tragedy has the actions of the characters leading inexorably to the bad end. We should allow this story to end badly with the destruction of the space station and all the astronauts. We should work on showing how the actions of the astronauts cause the result." 

"That sounds good. I guess when I was writing it I was thinking they had to get out of it, the story had to have a happy ending." 

"I think a tragedy needs a good 'villain', at least one character who is causing things to move to the tragic ending. Other characters need to be unable to stop him for one reason or another." 

"That sounds right. How does that apply here?" 

"We should pick one character to be the villain. As the story is now, the astronauts kind of at random pick solutions which seemingly at random fail or partially succeed. I suggest we have one character who always picks the failures and have others pick those which succeed or might succeed. He doesn't have to be bad or evil, just incompetent." 

"But why do the others go along with his bad ideas?" 

"Shakespeare usually had the bad guy be a king or someone with a lot of power. I suggest the bad guy be the boss. He's in charge because he has political connections but really doesn't know anything about the station. He can be the kind of guy who has to have it his way and only listens to those who agree with him. It might be good to have one of the astronauts be a 'yes man' who always agrees with him and shouts down any disagreement." 

"That sounds really good. Where did you come up with all these ideas? You're talking like an English lit. professor." 

"I don't know. Thinking about it ... I just don't know. It's like it's just inside here somewhere." 

We started to work. Amazingly, not a lot of changes had to be made. We started by picking a character and putting him in charge. Then we went through and had him propose all the bad suggestions. We added some dialogue for people to object and picked another character to always take the boss's side. 

As we completed the pass through the story and lunch time approached, I said, "Corey, I think there are too many characters here. We need to either reduce the number of characters or concentrate on only a few of them. I would also like to see some romantic interplay. We need a romantically involved couple like in the other story." 

"Why do we need fewer characters." 

"Because we want the reader to really, really care about them. It's hard to get people to care about a bunch. Better to concentrate on one or two. I think it's good to concentrate on a couple in love or falling in love. That makes you really hope for things to turn out well and heightens the sense of tragedy." 

"You do need to be an English lit. professor." 

"Let's think about it over lunch." 

We had our sandwiches and I said, "I need to relax. Hot tub?" 

We sat in the warm water, naked. Marianne came out, also naked, and waved to us. She came over and started small talk. 

I interrupted, "Corey, I have an idea. We should reduce the characters to four: the boss, his sycophant, and a couple who start out as professionals but whose struggles bring them closer and closer together. I also have an idea about who to base the couple on." 

I addressed Marianne, "Marianne, Corey and I are working on some stories together, we really need to get back to work." 

Marianne said, "I thought you were using the guest house for some intimate time." 

We got out and I told her, "There's plenty of that too." I showed my naked body to her and pointed at Corey's partially enlarged penis. "Besides, working on these stories is another kind of intimacy." 

We went in and started on the story. I didn't bother to get dressed and Corey followed my example.

Role Playing

"I want to model the couple on my mommy and daddy," I said. "We can show the growing intimacy by first having them address each other by their last names and then as they work out problems together and try to counter the bad ideas of the boss they move to first names and then to occasional touches and then to little kisses and then to hugs. At the end, as the station is clearly going to disintegrate they realize their love and embrace and kiss passionately." 

Corey said, "That sounds really good." We identified the couple and He started though the story making changes. Removing characters, assigning activities to the couple. I suggested changes in dialogue based on how I thought my parents might behave in these circumstances. Both had occasionally had bosses of the type I had in mind and would sometimes complain about them at home. 

Corey got real good at bringing the rising intimacy into the story. "I just fantasize about how I would like you to behave if it were us and then I fantasize about my reaction," he explained.

We got into the habit of acting out the interaction between the two, kissing and touching. Sometimes the touching was a bit more intimate than the story reflected, with various sex parts involved. As we approached the end of the story we embraced passionately along with the characters except that Corey's cock found its way between my legs and nuzzled my twat as it expanded. "Mmm!" I thought. 

Corey pulled away slightly and said, "the story lacks something and I think I know what it is. Please, let's get dressed, have dinner and I will tell you what I have in mind." 

"Get dressed? Why?" 

"I will explain over diner," Corey said as he dressed. 

We heated our TV dinners and sat to eat. 

Corey explained, "The situations where Apollo and Diana interact are still too dry. I think the problem is that our story just looks at them from the outside. We should be saying something about their thoughts and feelings for each other. I think that will help the reader understand them and feel for them." 

I agreed, "But why get dressed, I was enjoying playing the parts naked, feeling your body next to mine." 

"I did too. What I suggest is that we go back through the story and play the parts again. This time we can discuss our feelings and Apollo and Diana's possible feelings and add them to the story. Since they are clothed in thick flight suits we can better think about what they might be feeling and thinking with less explicit sexual undercurrent. I suggested dinner so we would calm down a bit. That way we won't start with a huge sexual excitement." 

I thought about it and decided he was right. "I agree! Let's do it. You be Apollo and I'll be Diana." 

The changes went much more quickly than I imagined. We really got into the acting. We decided not to add great detail, just a few words about how one or another of them felt as they touched hands, then hugged, and finally kissed. 

We reached the final scene when Diana and Apollo look at the status display and decide the end has come. They strip off their outer suits and embrace in their underwear. Corey and I took off our outer clothes and embraced. 

"Corey," I said, "I'm ready." 

"Me too," he replied. 

We left our underwear on the floor on the way to the bedroom. 

We lay down with my twat in his face and his beast in mine. He slowly and tenderly kissed me, pushing his tongue up my vagina and bringing it out to lick my clit. The orgasmic tingle began quickly. 

With difficulty I concentrated on bathing the beast with my tongue. I could barely get the helmet of his cock in my mouth. I licked at his pee hole. I put my tongue under his foreskin and moved it around and around. 

As I felt my clit beginning to send orgasmic signals to the rest of my body I reached for a condom and tore open the wrapper. As I did so, Corey picked up the lubricant and I could feel him push some inside me and resume his kissing. I had an idea! I rolled his foreskin back over the body of his cock and rolled the condom over it. The pressure of the condom held the foreskin back and away from the tip exposing the pinker skin next to the tip which was usually covered. I thought "That will make him more sensitive, I hope he will enjoy it." 

As soon as I finished, Corey handed me the lubricant and I spread a drop over the cock. 

Before he could move on top of me I pushed him gently onto his back and mounted the beast. It slid in smoothly without complaint. Corey made a noise I Hadn't heard before. "Whooh! That feels amazingly good! Did you do something?" 

"I'll tell you later, just relax and enjoy yourself." 

I began to ride him slowly, up and down, back and forth, side to side. As I slid off his cock and then on again, he made the whistling moan, "whooh! whooh! whooh! whooh!" I could feel a throbbing. He wasn't going to last long at this rate. I decided to give him immediate intense pleasure and not to wait for my orgasm. I began to rock, roll and pump faster and with a bit more intensity. 

"Susie!" pump "if," roll "you," rock "keep," pump "this," rock "up," pump "I'll," roll, "cum," pump, "before," roll, "you," rock. Each word was said with the whistling sound he kept making. 

The whistle became more and more intense. I told him, "I," pump "Know," rock "just," pump "relax," roll, "and," pump "enjoy," rock " it." 

I felt his cock spasm inside me and I pushed my twat hard against him. "Whooaagh!" or some such amazing sound came out of his mouth. 

I felt his ejaculation come swooshing through his cock. I began pumping hard and fast. 

He was screaming with each pump, "Susie! Susie! No, No, Aagh! Susie! Aagh! No! No! I .... Aagh! cant ... Aagh! ... stand ... Aagh! ... this ... Aagh! ... Susie!"

I hadn't been aware of my own feelings and I was suddenly surprised when my vagina gave a huge spasm. I almost jumped off his cock but the spasming vagina held it in place, "Oohh!" I exclaimed and Corey joined with his own "Aagh!" I couldn't control my movements and collapsed on his chest as vaginal spasms rocked through me. I was aware of nothing but my pulsations. 

Finally the spasms went away, replaced by pleasant, tingling twitches. Corey said, "That was intense! I wasn't sure I would live through it! Why didn't you stop? The feeling was unbearable but you kept going!" 

I asked him, "Unbearable pain?" 

"No more like unbearable pleasure but unbearable, nonetheless." 

"I wanted you to have the most intense pleasure you could possibly have," I said.

"Well I don't think I would live through anything more intense. My penis gets really sensitive when I ejaculate but it was exceptionally sensitive tonight." 

Then he added, "And when your orgasm came! I couldn't have imagined the intensity. Now I am not sure I can remember it accurately." 

I gave him a huge, long kiss and then told him what I had done with his foreskin. 

"Next time you might warn me," he said. 

"No, I think I will make it a surprise again." 

"Oh my gosh, Oh my gosh." He said. 

We lay in a passionate post-coital embrace.

Enhanced Ending

Much later Corey moved away and said, "I have a great idea about how to end the story." 

"You want to change the ending?" 

"No, it's more of an embellishment. I need to go add it so I won't forget." He pulled his penis out of me and got up. he went into the bathroom and I started to get up to follow him. He said, "Susan, please wait here, I would like you to see it in the morning when you are fresh. I think you will like it. Although it may need your special touch to make it perfect." 

he went out to make the change and I went into the bathroom, came out and lay down spread-eagle on the bed thinking, "Oh, I love having sex with him!" 

He returned. We kissed and hugged and caressed and explored each other's body until we fell asleep. 

The dream came once again, the angel carrying me and the people below. The small voice again rose above the others. It was quieter that the others but my attention was drawn to it. I recognized the owner and woke suddenly startled and sweating. "Why this person?" I thought to myself. "And what is she telling me?" I had some trouble returning to sleep and when I did the dream didn't return. 

I woke before Corey. I looked at him and wondered whether to tell him about my dream. I decided not to. 

I remembered the stories. I debated whether to go read Corey's revised ending but decided it would be best to let him show it to me. He seemed so proud of it and so sure I would like it. I leaned over and gave him the slightest kiss. He came awake, grabbed me and turned my 'slightest kiss' into a strong passionate one. "Let me show you what I did last night!" 

He showed me and I was wowed. "this is great!" I said. "It pulls everything together and gives me a satisfied feeling that the tragic ending is not a complete tragedy." 

"I thought you'd like it! Something about my sexual experience last night, thinking I couldn't possibly live through such intense pleasure made me think of it." 

Let's finish this off," I said. "we still need to add any thoughts and feelings for the final embrace. They can lead into this fabulous ending!" 

It didn't take long and we had a final work. I jumped Corey and pulled him to bed. We were already naked and were caressing and licking and kissing and feeling our most sensitive areas before we reached the bed. 

I let Corey roll me on my back and place a pillow under my butt so my twat pointed to the ceiling. He licked the exposed vulva and inserted his fingers, caressing my G-spot and rubbing my clit with his thumb. "Oohh he knows how to do this!" I thought as the tingle of an orgasm came to me once again. 

He paused his licking and sucking long enough to say, "You took charge last night, now it's my turn." 

The tingling grew and grew and grew filling my entire body. Then the releasing spasms shook my body and vagina. Corey continued fingering inside, kissing the outside and moving his thumb on my clit prolonging my orgasm. 

As the orgasm died he didn't mount me like he usually does. Instead he rose and give me a passionate kiss. Instead of inserting the beast he moved down and worked my tits with his tongue. They swelled and hardened until I could barely stand it. He kissed my tummy, moving down, once again to my twat. Again he began fingering, licking, kissing and sucking. Again the tingle of an orgasm began to rise. This time he would move up and kiss my lips or caress my tits before moving back down to my crotch. The orgasmic feelings rose, fell, rose and fell. Each rise was more intense than the last. I arched my back and curled my toes as the feeling rose to its ultimate intensity and then released again. 




Susie Ch. 05



Corey abruptly mounted me and quickly pushed his cock all the way in. My vagina began involuntarily pumping on him as he began a rhythmic rocking in and out, in and out. My vaginal spasms reduced to a twitching which didn't go away. An intense orgasmic feeling also remained but one with no spasms. That didn't last long. Corey's strokes became quicker and harder. The twitches became spasms and the orgasmic feeling exploded through me. Corey's ejaculation exploded inside me at the same time. I felt his spasms in perfect rhythm with mine as he came down and gave me a long, long kiss. I fell asleep with him on top of me, his mouth pressed against mine and his beast inside my belly. 

The dream returned and this time the small voice and the small speaker were clear. Her imploring suggestion for my future filled me. It felt right and I understood why it was her suggestion. I would tell Corey as soon as I awoke and my parents when I got home. I continued to sleep.

Here is how the story ends:

Apollo and Diana looked at the status displays and realized that the outer hull could not hold. Once a piece gave way the entire station would follow. There was nothing more to be done. 

Diana looked at him and could see he knew the end was here. She slowly pulled off her protective suit, stood in her underwear and said, "Hold me." 

Apollo saw her look and knew the meaning. As she unzipped her suit, he unzipped his and was in his underwear as she made her request. He caught her in his arms. She wrapped hers around him and their lips met. Each felt nothing but the embrace of the other and the other in their arms. 

Markus yelled, "Do something!" at them as he saw them disrobe and embrace. He ran to get Jovan. 

The station began to disintegrate. 

Jovan watched alone and in anger. He thought of himself and felt the pieces of the station tear through him. He screamed in agony. 

Markus, running down the corridor, was aware of nothing as the disintegrating station brought him to his end. 

Dianne and Apollo remained aware only of one another. 

Dianne thought of what might have been and tears came to her eyes. 

Apollo felt her tear drop onto his cheek and wished that he could die a thousand deaths so she could live. 

As the station came apart and their bodies vanished they remained together in spirit and felt only joy. 

My Life Decision

It was around noon when we awoke. We lay together for a long time before Corey spoke. "How about we have lunch and relax for the rest of the day. Tomorrow we can clean the place up and go home." 

"That sounds good to me." I snuggled up to him caressing any part of his body I could reach. 

"Corey," I said.

"Yes, princess."

"Corey, remember how you have told me I need to decide what major to take and what I wanted to do with my life?"

"Yes, Susan, of course."

"Corey, I have been having a dream and it has told me what to do."

"I'm not sure you should trust in dreams, my love."

"This dream was different. I am sure it is my subconscious telling me based on my own thoughts and what it says really feels right to me. I could change my mind but I am as sure of this as I have ever been sure of anything."

"And what does the dream tell you?"

"Corey, I am going into pre-med. In med school I will specialize in gynecology." 

"That sounds like a big commitment."

"It is. There is more, but this is the first step."

"And what more?"

"I think I will keep that to myself until I have accomplished this first step." I said, thinking of what the voice had told me and why I was sure its speaker had made this request.

We stayed in bed for almost another hour kissing and feeling and resting. 

When we got up I helped the beast make designs in the toilet as Corey peed. 

We decided to stay naked and after lunch I found a good CD and put it in the stereo. "I think I owe you a dance," I said. I moved around him to the music attempting to expose every part of me to him just as I had done our first time together at the Courtyard Inn. I ended once again with a split and rose by spreading my legs toward him, arching my back and moving my hands until I could spring up. I was directly in front of him and didn't stop myself as I sprung. I fell onto his lap and gave him a huge kiss. 

We spent part of the afternoon in the hot tub and the pool. Corey's father and Marianne came out for part of the time and we talked with them about one thing and another. As you would expect, Corey's father asked how things were in a manner which made it clear he wanted to know how much sex we were having. Before Corey could say anything I said, "We're having a fabulous time. I've had six orgasms so far, maybe more, I've lost count and I think I've had Corey's' huge and wonderful cock inside me at least four times. I just can't get enough of it." I turned to Corey and licked his cock, sticking my tongue up under his foreskin.

Corey's father seemed stunned by the answer with visual aids but then managed to say, "I am so glad you are enjoying yourself. It sounds like you are too, ehhh, Corey?" 

Corey replied with enthusiasm, "Yes sir, I definitely am!" 

"Good, that's what I hoped." 

We went for a swim and Corey asked me why I had given such an explicit answer. 

"Well I wanted to make it clear to him that we were doing what he expected. I was hoping that it was clear enough that he wouldn't feel a need to ask again." 

"Wow, that was more answer than I could ever give anyone and with a little demonstration too! You are one of a kind, Susan." 

"I hope so." We kissed and I asked, "Do you want to give a full demonstration here in the pool?" 

I jumped up and managed to slide his cock inside me. I began pumping up and down. He fell over and I had to let the beast come out so we could get up and breathe. 

After we came out, Corey's father said, "Marianne says you are writing stories or something?" 

Corey answered, "Yes, sir we are. We thought that would help get us in the mood for ... other things. It did and it provides a good interlude between ... other things. We finished two stories." 

I jumped in, "Would you like to read them, Mr Daniels?" 

"Yes, I suppose I would. What are they about?" 

Corey told him, "One is about a team of workers trying to repair a pipeline. They are drawn further and further from civilization until they realize they are facing certain death. The other is about a space station that is failing and a man and woman who slowly fall in love. They realize their love only when the station completely disintegrates." 

"They don't really sound like my kind of story but since you wrote them I'll give them a try." 

I told Corey, "I would like my parents to read them too. We should print them out and make copies. Your mom should have one, I would like Kaitlyn to have one, I want one and my parents should have one. With one for you, Mr. Daniels, we need five copies. Six if you want a hard copy. Do you want a copy, Marianne?" 

"No, I am sure Leo will let me read his." 

Corey's father said, "You are welcome to use my printer. It's one of those printer/copier/fax things so you can make the copies too." 

Corey said, "Thank you, I will. Do you mind if I do it now? Susan and I plan to spend tonight and return home tomorrow." 

We went into the guest house and Corey got dressed and went to get the copies while I remained, naked, inside. 

After dinner we stayed naked and leisurely aroused each other while listening to the stereo. 

We went to bed and had the most relaxing, leisurely sex while talking about our plans, hopes and dreams. 

The dream of the angel didn't return. Its message had been delivered.

I awoke with the beast still inside me. It was totally relaxed but still big enough to fill my vagina. I luxuriated in the feeling and tried to feel its pulse as I waited for Corey to wake. 

After breakfast we began following the checklist, starting with washing the towels and the well used sheets. In the laundry room I realized we needed an inventory so we could tell Rosa what to buy if we ran out. "Corey could you make a list of everything here so we can have an inventory checklist?" 

Corey did as I had asked while I went about other activities. I found that there were two extra sets of bed linens so I could make the bed while the wash was being done. 

Running through the checklist was easier than I had anticipated and Corey said, "I'm really glad you insisted we make this. I'd have been lost without it and I know we would have forgotten several things. I don't think we forgot anything." 

We both made a quick recheck and got in the car to go home. "I don't feel nearly as sad about leaving here as I did when we left the Courtyard Inn," I told him. 

"Me either. I think because I know we can return whenever we want." 

"I'm sure that's it," I said. I rubbed my crotch, thinking, "Whenever that is, it won't be too soon."



Susie Ch. 06



My name is Susie O'Connell. At the time of this story I was 18 and my boyfriend, Corey was 20. We had sex for the first time about a month before the story begins, on our first date. In fact, the purpose of that date was to have sex. We came to like each other so much that we became boyfriend and girlfriend. 

Corey's Mother and Father are divorced and his father lives in a huge mansion. Corey arranged with his father for us to use the guest house as a place for us to have sex whenever we want. The first time we spent at the guest house was the four day Fourth of July weekend. Besides having great sex we revised two stories Corey had written by adding women, romance and better interaction among the characters.

Fourth of July

We didn't go right home from the guest house. Instead we went to the Fourth of July celebration at the Community Park. They have music and dancing and games and food booths and, of course, fireworks after dark. We stopped by Corey's home to pick up a blanket and went to the park. It was packed and we started looking for a spot near the band and dance area.

We went near a group of maybe ten girls who had been on the dance team with me in high school along with some of their friends.

"Susie!" one of them called out and I took Corey by the hand and went over to them. "Hi," I said, "this is Corey, my boyfriend. You may remember him. He graduated as class valedictorian two years ahead of us. He's Kaitlyn's brother." I began naming the girls I knew for Corey.

I heard a whisper from one of them. "What did you say?" I said firmly, looking at Yvonne, sure that the whisper had come from her.

"Nothing," she said, quietly, with a guilty look. Corey was turning red.

"I heard one of you say, 'Corey the Cock'!" I said firmly. Corey had backed away out of embarrassment.

I continued, "I know Corey had that nickname among some of the less than tactful girls at school and I'll confirm that he has a big one but I don't appreciate you embarrassing us by repeating it, even in a whisper that you didn't think we would hear."

Corey had moved away from the group and was making a pretense of watching the band. I gently called to him and took his hand to bring him back to the group. "Yvonne, or whichever of you said it, please apologize!"

I stared at Yvonne and the girl I didn't recognize sitting next to her. "I'm sorry," Yvonne said very shyly.

"That's okay," Corey mumbled, his face still red.

"No, it's not okay," I told them all. "It's no more okay than if some boy made public remarks about the size of your tits or how hairy your crotch is."

"Susie," Corey said to me. "It's not that big a deal, I know what some kids called me and I know why. Sometimes it does stick out a lot. You know that. Now you're embarrassing me even more and embarrassing your friends too." Then he said to Yvonne, "I accept your apology." Then he said, "I think I'll go look for my mom and Kaitlyn. Why don't you stay here and talk. I'll come back to get you."

I was still a little angry with Yvonne but not the others, so I stayed as he suggested. I asked what they were doing and planning to do now that we had graduated.. Half of the girls were going to be at the community college with me. A few were going on to four year colleges and the rest already had jobs they expected to stay at for a while and didn't plan on returning to school. Two of the girls I didn't know well were engaged and expected to be married before the end of the summer.

"Where are your fiancès?" I asked.

"Off talking with their guy friends," one said.

"They couldn't take the 'girl talk'," the other explained.

"Just like Corey," Yvonne added.

"Well, you know he's pretty shy around women," I said, "and those comments about his penis size didn't help."

"I really am sorry," Yvonne said, "but that's almost all I remembered about him from school. And you didn't help by bringing it to everyone's attention."

"You're right," I admitted. "he might have hung around if I had just let it drop. It's just that I know he's sensitive about it."

"So now that it's just us girls' how big is it?" Dianne asked.

I exaggerated a bit and left over an inch between my fingers to show them how big around it was and spread my hands more that a foot apart to show them how long it was.

"Wow!" said someone.

"I don't believe you," Dianne said.

"Doesn't it hurt?" asked a third.

"Well I had some difficulty getting it in when we first had sex but it never hurts. We usually use a lubricant to help it get in but Corey is very good at getting me wet and ready so I don't know that we need it. It doesn't fit in my mouth though. I can only lick it"

"I once had a guy with a nine incher," Francine said, "it didn't fit all the way in."

"How did you know it was nine inches?" someone asked.

"He told me," Francine answered. "He had measured it."

"I think they all measure theirs," Trish claimed. "I've had several guys tell me how big theirs is."

"Even if they measure, I bet they add an inch or more," Dianne said.

Francine claimed, "I don't think this guy was lying. I did see it you know."

"Corey's goes all the way inside me," I bragged. "I guess vaginas are different, some may not stretch as much as others. My doctor seemed surprised when I told him it went all the way in and he was concerned about internal damage and told me what to watch for."

"Right," Dianne said sarcastically. "Now I know you are lying about the size."

"Well, maybe a bit," I admitted "but any of you who have seen it pushing out his pants know it's big."

There was a general bout of laughter.

By the time Corey returned, the discussion of penis sizes was long over and we were recounting what had happened to each of us over the first month after graduation. 

Judy and Dianne

Corey came up and interrupted the discussion, "I found my mom. Kaitlyn is talking to some of your other friends. Your parents and Cathy are here too."

I excused myself and went with Corey. "Maybe we can get together again before the end of summer," I suggested before I left.

As we left I asked Corey if he thought his father might let us have a party at the guest house.

"Probably," he replied, "but he may demand we pay the cost and clean-up after. He might pay for the whole thing for a special occasion like a birthday."

Then I asked him where my parents were.

"I don't know. My mom said Kaitlyn had seen them here. We'll have to ask her."

Corey had not yet met my parents in person and I proposed that today would be a good time for that, "Let's go find Kaitlyn."

After a brief greeting to Corey's mom we set off to find Kaitlyn. She was at the other side of the bandstand from the other girls. She was with Judy and April. Judy, April, Kaitlyn, Brittany Reynolds and I had been almost inseparable in middle school and high school. We had spent most afternoons studying at Judy's home until we had discovered some of her father's X-rated videos and then graduated to sex parties with boys we invited over. When our parents found out we lost the use of Judy's house and, except for Kaitlyn and me, were not supposed to be seeing each other.

"Wow, it's good to see you," I exclaimed. "You know Corey, Kaitlyn's brother, we're going together now."

"Hi" Corey said, quietly.

"Kaitlyn's told us all about it," April said. "You finished up your love making at Kaitlyn's father's place?"

"I guess everything gets tiring after a while," Judy added with a smile.

I noticed Corey blushing again. "Sex with Corey never gets tiring," I told them. "but we like to do other things too."

"I'm so happy for you, Corey," Judy said to him.

"Uhh, what?" Corey stammered out.

"You've liked Susie since, like, forever," she said.

"What do you mean?" I asked as Corey asked, "Huh?".

"Don't deny it," she said. "Every time we were at your house it was obvious you had your eyes on her."

"Well, maybe," he replied.

"Susie you must have noticed," she said to me.

"No, I thought he was looking at all of us and too shy to talk."

"The too shy to talk part is sure correct," Judy agreed, "but I don't think he spent much time checking me out. Any way I'm glad to see you got together."

"So, your parents are allowing you out of the house now?" I asked Judy and April in order to change the subject. "You can talk to Kaitlyn and me now?"

"Well, I sort of told them I was old enough to make my own decisions," Judy said.

"I just kinda decided to do what I want without telling them," April claimed. "If they find out I'm with you guys then I guess I'll do what Judy did."

I had to ask about the missing member of our group. "Has anyone heard anything about Brittany? I only know she dropped out of school before graduation."

"She came by my place just before she dropped out. She was pregnant and her mom had thrown her out of the house," Judy told us.

"That's awful!" I exclaimed think of how my mom had been upset but wouldn't have even considered throwing me out of our house when I told her I was worried I might be pregnant.

Judy continued, "My mom didn't like the situation and let her stay at our place. A few days later she just disappeared."

April added some detail. "I heard that she was talking to all the boys she had sex with ..."

"That's quite a few," Kaitlyn chimed in.

April resumed, "She was asking them for money to pay for an abortion. I bet she got a few thousand dollars."

Judy had more to tell, "Brittany's mom called my mom about a week ago. Apparently Brittany had been arrested for prostitution and was asking her mom to bail her out. My mom said that she had said her pimp could do that."

"Pretty cruel," I told them, "I really feel sorry for her."

"My mom thinks she was reaching out to her mom," Judy said, "and is angry that she was rejected."

"Your mom is angry at Brittany's mom?" Kaitlyn asked.

"I think so," Judy answered.

I thought back to our sex parties where Brittany's sexual addiction had begun. "I feel like we caused her to be in this predicament," I said as tears welled up. "She'd never be in this state if we hadn't introduced her to sex."

"She decided to do it too," Judy said.

"She even encouraged us," Kaitlyn added.

"I think we all have a responsibility in this," I said with difficulty. Then I gave in to the growing sobs. "Any one of us could probably have stopped it," I squeezed out between the sobs.

Corey hugged me to himself. The others sat in silence and then joined in the hug.

I managed to get myself under control and said, "I had a dream. Corey has been encouraging me to decide what to do with my life so I can take the right courses next year. In the dream an angel carried me above all the people I knew and they were all shouting advice. One small voice came clear above all the others. It was Brittany!"

"Brittany came to you in a dream?" April asked.

"Well, I think my mind put Brittany there because what she said fit with her sex addiction."

"So what is it you're supposed to do?" Kaitlyn asked.

"The first part is to become a doctor, a gynecologist. The rest I'm keeping to myself."

"So you're going to be a gynecologist because Brittany told you to? In a dream?" Judy asked with some skepticism.

"No, I'm going to be a gynecologist because I am sure it's what I want to do. I think the dream was just my subconscious making it clear to me. Brittany was an effective memory for doing that."

"That's a lot of work," Kaitlyn said.

"And money," Judy added.

"I'll find a way," I told them.

My Parents

I wanted to get to my family so I said, "Kaitlyn, Corey says you know where my parents are? Could you tell me?"

She got up, "sure, I'll take you there." Then to Judy and April, "I'll be back in a bit"

On the way she commented, "You sure have Brittany on your mind. What brought that on?"

"Ever since she started grabbing every penis she could get her vagina around I started worrying that I might be at fault for her behavior. And then when she left school ..." I felt the tears coming again and didn't finish.

"There they are," Kaitlyn said, pointing at my parents a few yards away.

I grabbed Corey's hand tightly and pulled him over.

"Mommy and Daddy, this is Corey," I said.

"Welcome back, princess," Daddy said. "How was you time away?" I could tell he was hoping I wouldn't respond with a scorecard of orgasms and copulations as I had in the past. Even though he and Mommy knew I was having sex with Corey at his dad's guest house they didn't approve. But with my 11 year old little sister Cathy's help they reluctantly accepted it.

"I had a great time and Corey and I finished two stories. We have copies for you and Mommy. I hope you will like them."

"I'm sure we will," Mommy said. "It's good to finally meet you, Corey."

Daddy got up and shook Corey's hand. I could tell he wasn't sure what to say. He didn't want to ask about the weekend because he suspected it was just the two of us having sex and that was the last thing he wanted to be talking to Corey about.

Corey broke the ice, "You have a wonderful daughter, Mr. and Mrs. O'Connell. She's smart and lively and much more attractive than any girl I thought I would ever be going out with. And she is really getting me out more. I used to just sit around reading and using my computer."

Then he said, "Oh, she made a decision this weekend, tell them, Susie!"

"What decision?" I asked and then realized what he meant. "Corey has been after me to decide on a major for college. He says it's not a good idea to just take a few general courses; I need to be working on my major right from the beginning. Anyway, this weekend I decided I am going to be a medical doctor, a gynecologist."

Mommy and Daddy were stunned. I expected their jaws to drop but they managed to keep their mouths shut

Mommy spoke first, "That's a lot of work. And your grades weren't that great."

"A's and B's," I reminded her, "that's not terrible."

"But the A's were in English and History, and don't forget the C in Biology. I think that's important if you're going into medicine.

"And you skipped Chemistry because you thought it would be difficult," Daddy added. "You'll need to make that up. And then there's the cost."

"I'll manage the cost," I said. "I plan to keep my job while going to the Community College. I was just coasting in high school. I know I can do well if I put my mind to it and I really want this. I know it's right for me."

"You should talk to one of the guidance counselors at the college right away so you know what is expected," Mommy said.

"I want to talk to Dr. Jacobs too," I said. "I bet he can help me know what to expect."

"I think that's a very good idea," Mommy told me. "Do you want me to make an appointment?"

"I can do that myself," I told her. "This is my decision and my life."

"See, I told you she is an amazing woman," Corey announced with a huge smile.

That evening I sat in Corey's arms and watched the fireworks. "These can't compare to a night with you," I whispered to him.

Stories

After leaving the park. Corey dropped me off at home. I took my bag and copies of the stories. I kissed Corey passionately and reminded him to give copies of the stories to his mom and Kaitlyn. 

The next day Cathy was in when I got home from work. She asked a question point blank: "Did you have sex?" 

"Yes, Cathy, we did." 

"How many times?" 

"Five, I think." 

"You can't remember exactly? Wow! Did you have one of those orgasm things?" 

"Yes I did, six or seven." 

"Boy, you must have had a great time." 

"Yes I did and not just because of the sex." 

When Mommy came home. I gave her the copies of the stories. She told me, "Your father and I were both impressed with Corey. He is quite a young man and from what he said I think he cares a great deal for you." 

"I like him a lot too, Mommy." 

"He was not quite what I expected." 

"What do you mean? I told you how smart and nice he was." 

"Well ...." there was a long pause as she debated to say what she had in mind. "I want you to know this does not in any way detract from my opinion of Corey. In fact it enhances my opinion of him as your choice. It makes me feel even more like he is good for you." 

"What is it?" 

"I guess I was expecting a more physically attractive boy." 

"Mommy, Corey is not ugly!" 

"Of course he isn't, sweetheart. It's just that when a young girl falls in love so quickly, or thinks she is in love, it's often a physical attraction." 

"Mommy, Corey is really cute, he's just a bit overweight." 

"Yes, dear, I agree he is really cute." 

Cathy, couldn't resist, "He's also a little bit pimply and has kind of a big nose." 

I got angry, "Cathy, stop it! Mommy tell her not to say bad things about Corey!" 

"Cathy, no more of that, I mean it!" Mommy said.

"Susie," Mommy said, "Corey is a wonderful boy and from all the evidence will grow into a wonderful man. Cathy, his pimples will go away and physical appearance is over-rated. Susie, your father and I want you to know that we are happy that you and Corey are together." 

At dinner Mommy and Daddy told me they thought both stories were great. Mommy said she cried at the end of the space one. 

"I hoped you might like that one," I said, "I kind of modeled Apollo and Dianne on you and Daddy." 

"Well that's quite a compliment Susie," Mommy said. 

"There's a bit of Corey and me there too," I said. "We acted out most of the scenes and tried to imagine how we might feel if it were us. Corey came up with the ending, isn't it fabulous!" 

Yes it is dear, 'fabulous'." 

"Oh, there's something you might be very interested in about the pipeline story," I said. 

"What's that, princess?" Daddy asked. 

"Well, you know the end where the couple get into bed together?" 

"Yes," Mommy answered. 

"Well, when we wrote that we kind of assumed that meant they would have sex." 

"I suppose most readers would," Daddy said. I could see he feared another orgasm box score was coming. 

"Well when we were finished Corey and I went to bed together." I could see them preparing for the inevitable. 

"We had a most wonderful night." Daddy had his eyes closed in preparation for what was coming. 

"We had a night where we cuddled together but had no sex at all." I watched the relief wash over them. 

"Not only didn't we have sex but it may have been the best night of all of them. I realized that the couple in the pipeline story after such an ordeal would probably only want to be together and relax. I don't think they had sex. At least not that night." 

"I appreciate your interpretation, dear," Mommy said. 

"You and daddy must have a lot of nights like that. Sometimes I worried that since you weren't having sex every night that maybe you weren't as close as I want you to be. Now I realize that nights without sex can bring you closer than nights with sex." I gave them each a big hug and a kiss. 

Corey's Penis Problem

As I was getting ready for bed I remembered something and went downstairs in my pajamas. "Daddy," I said. 

"What princess?" 

"Do you have a big penis?" 

"Princess, that's an inappropriate question!" 

"Oh, that's not really what I want to talk about. It came out wrong. Let me start over. Daddy, you know Corey has a big penis." 

"Yes, I think you have mentioned it several times. Is this really something we should be talking about?" 

"Yes, I have an important question. Well, anyway, sometimes his big penis has an erection and sticks way out and everyone can see it. I understand some of the girls at high school called him "Corey the Cock" because of it. Well, you can imagine how embarrassing it is." 

"Yes I can, Princess. What does that have to do with me?" 





Susie Ch. 06



Chapter 6 -- Break Time

She looked up at him. He caught her eye and they both laughed. "You've got cum all over you," he said. Then he grabbed his boxers and squatted down and began to wipe her face, her breasts. When he was through he took her in his arms and they hugged tightly. He caressed her back and she returned the favor. His hands went down to cup her ass and she did the same. She felt so good...so warm...so protected...so satisfied. So did he.

After a few minutes he asked, "are you hungry?"

"Famished!"

"Sex will do that to you," he laughed. "Come on, let's try that casserole."

They both got up and he put his arm around her waist and started toward the kitchen. She thought about her clothes laying all around the living room and then thought, "Shoot, I'm already naked...he's seen all of me...even licked all of me," she laughed to herself. She really felt comfortable being naked with him.

Jim led Susie to the kitchen. "Sit here," he said, pointing to the chair at the kitchen table. She sat and watched him as he put the casserole in the microwave to heat it up. She studied his body as he moved around. He is beautiful, she thought. But then again, this is the first naked man I've ever seen.

She noticed that his cock...his penis...had shrunk from its size when she first saw it to...well, quite small. He caught her looking at it. "It shrinks after it cums," he said, reading her thoughts.

"Oh," she replied nervously.

"I wouldn't want to walk around all day with a hardon," he laughed. "It would get in the way all the time. And it would hurt."

"Is that the size it normally is?"

"Mostly. Sometimes even smaller, if I'm cold. It only gets big when I get aroused. It's kind of like your nipples. They extend when you get turned on."

Her hand went to her breasts. For the first time she was embarrassed, sitting there naked in front of him. 

"No need to be embarrassed. Am I the first man you've seen naked?"

"Yes," she replied, turning red.

"Susie, it's no need to be embarrassed. You can look all you want. Ask me questions."

Susie thought for a minute. "When does it get...big?"

"Well, looking at you sitting there stark naked helps," he laughed. "Really, anything that would turn me on sexually."

She saw that it was beginning to grow again. "It's growing. Am I turning you on?"

"Susie, you are a beautiful...woman. You have an awesome body. Any guy would get turned on looking at you."

She turned even redder and looked away.

"If you want to touch it, you can watch it grow," he offered and he walked over to her.

She took is penis in her hand and marveled as it grew. She began to stroke it again and watched it grow. The head expanded out as it got harder. A drop of...precum came out of the little slit in the head.

"That's called precum and it lubricates my cock, getting it ready."

"Ready?"

"Yes, for penetration. Just like your pussy gets wet when you get turned on. And your pussy lips get thicker with blood preparing you for penetration. When I get aroused blood rushes there and I get an erection"

She had noticed that her pussy lips seemed to get bigger when she touched herself but never understood what was happening. "Does he want to...penetrate me?" She asked nervously.

"Susie, we're not going there. I enjoyed what we did together, but that's as far as we're gonna go. You're a virgin and I'm married. You don't want to do that until you find Mr. Right. And I'm not him."

Susie had mixed feelings. What she had experienced today had lit a fire in her. She had thought she knew what horny was, but today, well, today put a whole new light on horny. She had never felt like she felt today. And now she was holding his cock...her first cock...and she loved it. She wondered what it would feel like inside her pussy. But she knew he was right.

He touched her hand that was on his erect cock. "And we can do some more of what we just did. But first let's get some lunch. We'll need our strength," he laughed.

Susie reluctantly released his cock. Later, she thought. He turned and moved back to the counter as the microwave buzzed. She just sat there and took in his body. She marveled how is ass cheeks moved as he worked. The way his cock bounced as he moved. She wanted more of that.

Jim got them some cokes, some plates, and brought the casserole to the table and sat down. The chatted as they ate, about her school, his job, her parents, his wife...just as if they were fully clothed, even though they were both naked. She finished her coke and got up and went to the refrigerator to get another one. She knew he was looking at her body...and it excited her. She leaned against the cabinet. She wanted him to look at her.

"When did you first see me in my room?" she asked.

This time he turned red. "I really wasn't peeping at you. I just happened to notice you walking around in your room. I've never noticed your blinds open before. I guess it was Monday night. I couldn't help myself. You took off your blouse and I guess you noticed the blinds were open. I was embarrassed...and honestly scared that you might be mad. But the next night I couldn't help but look for you. You were beautiful. Did you know I was there?"

"I thought I saw movement Monday night. And I was mad at first. But then I got excited, thinking of you watching me. At school the next day I couldn't help but think about you. I knew I wanted to show you more...if you were really there. I felt crazy," she laughed. "Then each night I wanted to take it one step more. I didn't think I could show you myself naked...but I did. And I NEVER thought I could do THIS!"

"I'm glad you did. You are beautiful. Perfect."

She blushed. But she was getting turned on again, with his eyes exploring her body like they were. "Teach me more?" she asked.

"What do you want to learn?"

"Everything."

He thought for a bit. "Do you masturbate?"

She got bright red. She stammered, "uh, yes....sometimes." She looked away.

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Everyone masturbates. Would you like to watch me masturbate?"

"Oh, Yes!" She exclaimed.

"Would you masturbate for me?"

Once again she turned red. "I don't know that I could do that."

"OK. Let's take it slow. You can watch me. Let's go back to the living room." He stood and took her hand. She was very excited again. She was gonna see a guy masturbate...whack off. What a rush! 



Susie Ch. 06



"Well, mommy said something that led me to believe you have a big penis too and I never see yours sticking out. I wondered if you had some method to keep from getting an erection that I could tell Corey about." 

"Well, Princess, all men, even me, sometimes have erections when they don't want it." 

"I never see yours." 

"Well maybe you aren't looking." He thought for a bit. "What kind of underwear does Corey wear?" he asked. 

"I don't know, what kinds are there?" 

"Well, I specifically mean does he wear boxers or briefs?" 

"What's the difference?" 

He took me up to his bedroom and took a pair of his underwear out of the drawer. "These are briefs," he said. 

Looking at his underwear was disgusting, "EEuugh!" I responded, "Corey's are nothing like that. They are more like shorts or swim trunks." 

"Those are boxers," Daddy said. "If Corey were to wear briefs then they would hold his penis next to his body so they wouldn't stick out. The bulge in his pants might get a little bigger but it wouldn't be so noticeable. That's what happens with mine." 

"Thank you, Daddy, I will tell him that." 

I turned to leave. EEEEUUUGGHH!" I exclaimed. 

"Is there a problem. Princess?" 

"Eeuugh, I just thought about your penis getting bigger and the bulge in your pants getting bigger. Eeuugh, I hope I don't ever see that." 

But now that I knew about it I couldn't help but notice. "Eeuugh!" 

Corey's Penis Solution

The next day at the Daniels' Mrs. Daniels told me how much she enjoyed the stories, "Especially the space one." 

"I think that's my favorite too. Corey came up with the ending. Isn't it fabulous." 

"Yes it is. He tells me he was inspired by a particularly exciting sexual experience the night you finished it. He called it a 'death-defying' sexual experience. I shouldn't ask, but what does he mean by that?" 

"Mrs. Daniels, do you really want the details?" 

"Perhaps you can start with an overview." 

"Well Mrs. Daniels first I did something that I thought would increase the sensitivity of Corey's penis. Then I kept pumping on his penis while he was ejaculating. I don't know exactly about how men feel when they have an orgasm but from what Corey and my dad say their penis becomes really, really sensitive. Corey said he thought he would die because the pleasure was so intense." 

"Thank you, dear. That was probably more than I need to know and I don't think I need the details." 

I started up the stairs and she called after me, "Susie." 

She said, "My curiosity has the better of me and I have to ask this against my better judgment. Just what did you do to 'increase the sensitivity of Corey's penis'?" 

"Mrs. Daniels, I pulled back his foreskin and put the condom on so that it kept the foreskin pulled back. That way the sensitive areas which are usually covered by his foreskin were exposed to the feeling of my vagina rubbing against them." 

"Thank you for telling me, Susie. You are a clever young girl." 

"Mrs. Daniels, I was wondering. Do you think a boy who is circumcised will be more sensitive because he has no foreskin covering that area or does he get kind of desensitized by having them exposed all the time?" 

"I don't know, Susie and I expect the question can't exactly be answered since different men almost certainly have different sensitivities." 

"Oh, Mrs. Daniels the one time Corey and I had sex without a condom I could feel his foreskin being pulled back as it pushed into my vagina. When he wears a condom, the condom keeps the foreskin in place. I bet a condom makes his penis less sensitive." 

"Susie that is more information than I want or need. Please continue to use a condom." 

"Okay, we will." 

I went up and told Corey what my dad had said about wearing briefs. 

"Thanks, Susan, my dad told me the same thing. Check these out." He lowered his trousers. He was wearing tight briefs that showed every bit of his balls and penis. 

"Wow!, sexy!" I said and felt them. They felt like silk, "Wow! Very Sexy!"

Corey's Penis and Me

I couldn't help caressing Corey's cock through the briefs. I tilted my head up to him and we kissed. I kept rubbing one hand over his growing cock while using the other to feel the smoothness of his butt through the silken fabric.

He moved his hands up and down my back and sides then moved his lips to my neck and kneaded it with his lips and caressed it with his tongue. I pushed his open jeans down and they fell to his ankles. As they hit the floor Corey reached under my blouse and unhooked my bra. I reluctantly stopped rubbing his cock, unbuttoned my blouse and moved my arms to allow the blouse and bra to fall. I immediately returned my hands to his private parts. 

I felt the cock straining against the fabric which was holding it down and not letting it grow to full size. Corey used one of his hands to reach inside and pull the cock so it was pointed straight up inside the briefs. In that position it quickly grew to full size but was held against his body by the fabric. The top two or three inches emerged from the waistband and I lowered my head to cover it with kisses and lick it all over. My hands gently massaged his balls. shaft and butt through the silk while Corey stroked my hair and back.

In two quick motions I pulled his briefs to the floor and then my skirt and panties. I rose and fell back onto his bed with my legs spread. Corey removed his shirt and then lay down next to me and began to lightly run his fingers over my breast and then down to my navel and back again. I relaxed and ran my fingers through his hair.

My relaxation slowly turned into rising feelings of excitement as Corey's fingers moved over my breasts and stroked down my tummy, each circuit of his hands reaching lower on my body. I turned my head and noticed the door. "Corey, your bedroom door is open, Kaitlyn or your mom might walk by and see us."

"Does it bother you or excite you to have it open?" he asked, not pausing in stroking my body. 

"I would prefer it closed." I said.

He quickly rose, shut it and returned to his ministrations, this time also kissing and licking my nipples.

His fingers drew close to my crotch and then when the next circuit of my body should have brought them to my clit they instead bypassed it and went to the inside of my thighs.

As he kissed my nipples and stroked from breast down my tummy to the inside of my thighs and then around to my butt and up my sides I arched my back in anticipation and hope that he would soon begin paying attention to my clit and vagina. He continued to ignore them until I could stand it no longer. As his fingers approached my clit I put my hand on his and guided the fingers to where I wanted them.

A soon as I did that he lifted his head from my breasts and moved it between my legs. He continued to stroke my thighs with his fingers as he licked my vaginal lips from clit to butt. I arched my back as much as I could and then relaxed it over and over in time with his movement.

He moved his hips to my head and presented his magnificent beast of a cock to my lips. As I began to kiss the tip and lick inside the foreskin I felt his fingers move inside my vagina and his tongue concentrate on my clit. I felt the orgasm coming on and fought to prolong the pleasure. As I fought I heard myself squeaking loudly. "Kaitlyn is in the next room," I thought, "and Corey's Mom is downstairs, maybe in the upstairs hallway." I tried to keep my mouth closed to keep the sound down. I couldn't both keep my voice quiet and prolong the exquisite anticipation of orgasm. It quickly became apparent I could do neither. I screamed in delight as the wonderful, familiar feeling shot through my body. My vagina and abdomen convulsed in tandem.

Corey immediately moved the beast from one set of lips to the other. I felt it caress my clit and then nuzzle the curtains covering my vaginal cave. I spread my legs wider and lifted my hips to allow easier entry. The beast slid inside and filled me. I gasped in pleasure. I gasped again and again at the familiar, but always enjoyable feeling of the beast filling me and then withdrawing.

This was the first time we had done this in Corey's room and I realized his bed was not quiet. The headboard banged the wall in time with movement of the beast within me. The springs creaked in counterpoint. I realized that the wall was shared with Kaitlyn's room. "Corey, Kaitlyn can hear," I said.

"I hear her and Johnny all the time. Now I can return the pleasure," he said and pumped all the harder making the headboard bang all the louder and the bed squeak all the more.

I ignored the clatter and pulled him tightly to me while reveling in the pleasure he and his beast gave. His strokes quickened and his thrusts deeper. He moaned repeatedly and then with a loud groan he thrust in hard! I felt the beast leap inside me and its fluid stream through and into the condom he had put on without me even being aware of it. I thrust my hips up against his to increase his pleasure and in the process brought myself to ecstasy. My Vagina began pumping the semen out of him and I yelled in delight, repeatedly thrusting my hips against his. Finally we collapsed in a mutual embrace and passionate kiss.

"Quite a show," Kaitlyn had opened the door and was standing in the room with her mother in the doorway behind her.

"I see you are enjoying yourselves," Corey's mom said, "I wish you could be a bit quieter about it."

"Mom!" Corey said, pushing his cock further inside me. I guess it was an attempt at modesty.

"Kaitlyn!" I said, trying to cover myself with Corey's body. "A little privacy!"

Kaitlyn giggled and her mother said, "Sorry, but you were making such a racket and when we came in to see if anything was wrong I guess we just couldn't take our eyes off you. You do seem to enjoy doing that so much."

"Mom," Corey said quietly, still keeping his manhood buried in my womanhood, "You knew very well what we were doing and what the sounds meant. Kaitlyn and Johny make the same noises."

"What?" Kaitlyn shouted.

"Not as loud as the ones you made," Mrs. Daniels said in way of an excuse. "I really did think you might break through the wall. Maybe you could try putting a pillow behind the headboard next time."

They left and as the door closed I heard Kaitlyn ask, "Am I really as loud as Susie?" The door shut before I could hear the answer.

"That was embarrassing," I said with a laugh.

"Yes, it was," Corey responded, "but for some reason I don't feel too embarrassed. It was more ..., like ..., funny.

I guess there was no reason to close the door."

"That's for sure," I said. "Maybe you should get a lock for it". I laughed and wrapped my legs around his butt, pulled his shrinking cock further into me and gave him a kiss.

We relaxed quietly for a while until I said, "I think I should be getting home. I want to talk with Kaitlyn a bit before I leave."

I got up and dressed while Corey lay naked on the bed with his magnificent cock relaxed over his balls. I kissed it, "Good by for now, beast," and then kissed Corey while stroking his beast and balls.

Me and Corey's Penis

As I entered Kaitlyn's room she said, "Wow, that was something, you guys really were going at it."

"You knew very well what was going on," I said, "you didn't need to come in."

"My mom was going to go in anyway," she replied. "she knew what was going on but was concerned you would break something. It was really loud!"

"Well, I didn't intend to make love today but I couldn't resist," I told her.

"You couldn't resist? Why was that?"

"Corey has new underwear, it's something else. You should see them," I said. "You have to see them! Come with me."

I dragged her to Corey's room and told him, "show your new underwear to Kaitlyn. She has to see them!"

"What?" he gasped out and moved to his dresser.

"No, she needs to see them on you, drop your pants!"

"What?" both he and Kaitlyn said in unison.

"Come on, she can't understand what I am trying to tell her unless she sees them on you. Please just drop your pants. She'll maybe see you in them sometime anyway."

"We may live in the same house but we don't run around in our underwear!" Kaitlyn exclaimed.

"Please, just show her, Corey," I pleaded, emphasizing it with a kiss.

"Well, okay," he said and shyly unbuckled, unzipped and lowered his jeans.

"Oohhh!" Kaitlyn said, "I see what you mean!"

"Feel them," I told her stroking his cock through the silky fabric.

Again they said, "what?" in unison.

"Just feel them," I said, "you can't get the full effect without feeling them." I caressed his balls.

"Well ..., okay," Kaitlyn said and ran a couple of fingers along the side of his hip.

"Come on," I said grasping her hand. "really feel them," and I put her fingers against his balls.

"Susie!" she said, yanking her hand away. "Corey's my brother. I am not going to feel him up."

"I just want you to see why I couldn't resist," I told her as I stroked his cock and balls myself.

"I understand," she said. "I don't need to feel his cock to know what you mean! Eeuugh!

I was continuing to stroke his privates and all the time my pulse was quickening and the feeling of joy I experienced being with him was filling me.

"In fact," I said, removing my blouse, "I can't resist again."

"Susie!" Kaitlyn said as my bra came off.

"I want you again," I told Corey, slipping out of my skirt and panties. I lay down on the bed and spread my legs, "take me!"

"I'm still here," Kaitlyn said.

"Stay and watch, bring your mom too," I said. "Maybe you can get a better look at this magnificent organ." I continued stroking Corey's penis through the thin, smooth fabric. Corey had removed his shirt and kicked off his pants. He stuffed his pillow behind the headboard.

"Kaitlyn could you bring another pillow?" I asked. "I want to put one under my hips to make it easier for Corey's beast to enter."

Kaitlyn left and actually brought in another pillow. While she was out of the room I told Corey, "I just want the beast in my cave, I don't need any foreplay, I am completely ready."

Corey put the pillow under my hips, positioned his beast and thrust it in quickly and completely. I gasped at the thrill of the entry.

Kaitlyn had been present when when he thrust in but I have no idea how long she stayed. I was completely absorbed with the feeling of Corey and his beast moving in and out of me.

"So, to you I'm just a pair of underpants?" Corey said as he moved his cock in, out and around.

"No, of course not," I smiled, "those underpants would be nothing without the beast inside them."

"So, I'm just underpants and a big cock."

"Corey, you better not be seriously thinking that!" I kissed him and said, "I want YOU, big cock or small cock, underpants or not. Those are just big bonuses!"

Corey had not had time to put on a condom and that was what I wanted. Without a condom I could feel his foreskin pulling back as the beast entered and rolling back over the tip as the beast moved out. The little additional sensations brought a special pleasure and Corey's light moans led me to believe that he had more pleasure this way too. I tried to imagine what it might feel like to him as the foreskin exposed sensitive parts of his penis to my vaginal walls. I expected that the sensation of the foreskin rolling back and forth would give him a special excitement just as it did for me.

The thoughts brought me a different sort of orgasm. Usually my orgasm begins as a slow feeling of excitement and then shoots suddenly from my clit into my vagina bringing the throes of ecstasy. This time my vagina started having little pulses. The feeling of each pulse would move from my vagina to my clit where it would explode in an ecstatic sensation. The pulses were more like those that usually weakened as my climax wore off. This time they slowly strengthened, each time with more feeling and intensifying explosions in my clit. I began shrieking, as quietly as I could, with each explosion.

The pillow kept the headboard from hitting the wall for a while but then our activity loosened it and it began slipping down. As it did so, the head board began lightly tapping the wall and then hitting it harder and harder. The sound of the headboard corresponded with the strength of the feelings rising in my clit and the bangs occurred just as my clit exploded. I began to laugh with each bang and push my hips into Corey with each clitoral explosion.

I also realized that the pulses and feeling were not starting in my vagina, they were beginning in my tummy just below my belly button. I imagined my uterus hungering for Corey's sperm . I began thinking with each bang on the wall, with each pulse of my vagina, and with each explosion in my clit, "My uterus wants this man's baby inside, and I do too."

The thought was drowned out by a strong vaginal spasm, and an unbearably pleasurable explosion in my clit as I began a full fledged orgasm. The orgasm quickly brought Corey to climax and, for the second time in my life, I felt his semen streaming through his cock, into my vagina, along its walls, out the opening and onto my butt. 

As my vaginal, pulses weakened and Corey's cock stopped its jerking and no more liquid was spurting into my vagina I felt a warm, slippery, yet sticky pool under me. "I think we may have made a mess on your bed," I told him.

His hand moved down my back and under my butt. He held it up for examination, "You may be right," he laughed.

I licked the substance from his fingers and then brought his lips to mine.

We lay quietly, kissing and caressing as the beast relaxed inside me. Finally, we arose. "I need to wash this off," I said, feeling my rear.

"Use the shower," Corey told me.

"I'll need to go out in the hallway," I said.

"Given what has been going on today I don't think either Kaitlyn or my mom will be surprised to see you naked."

"I guess you're right," I admitted and, a bit sheepishly, walked quickly to the bathroom. I could feel semen running down the insides of my thighs. No one saw me.

I washed off and, after peeing, noticed that semen was still oozing out. I debated whether several layers of tissue would keep it from getting onto my panties and then went to the door. "Kaitlyn," I called quietly, "Kaitlyn."

She came out of her room, "what do you want?"

"Do you have a Kotex pad I can use?" I asked.

"Is your period beginning?" she asked.

"No. Bring me the pad and I will explain."

She came back and sat on the edge of the tub as I wiped off semen that had come out and explained why I wanted the pad. 

"I never realized how big his penis really is," she said when I finished. "It's, like, twice as big as Johnny's. I'm surprised it went all the way in, and so easily. Doesn't it hurt?"

"No, not at all," I said in a matter of fact tone. "It feels fabulous ... Damn! My panties are in Corey's room."

"I guess you'll just have to put the pad on in front of him," Kaitlyn laughed. "He might as well get used to it."

I went back to Corey's room awkwardly holding the pad to my crotch as I walked.

"What's that?" he asked innocently.

"It's a pad Kaitlyn gave me to help the semen from running out on to my panties I said as I put it in my panties and pulled them on.

"A 'pad'?" he asked. "Why would she have a pad to keep semen from running out?"

"It's not for semen." I said with a somewhat exasperated feeling.

"Not for semen, then what ..." he stopped as realization hit him, "oohh."

"Right," I said, "right."

I was late for dinner at home and left quickly. On the way out I passed Mrs. Daniels. She had a big grin. "you sure seemed to enjoy yourself this afternoon."

"Yes I did," I said.

"So you're giving up on the guest house?" she said with a laugh.




Susie Ch. 06



"Mrs. Daniels, you know we aren't. I just couldn't help myself this afternoon. Corey showed me his new underwear. Have you seen it?"

"Well he showed me what he had bought and told me why. So they look pretty spectacular when he wears them?" she said.

"Spectacular is an understatement! And they way they feel ... " I was feeling ready to go back up and get another dose of semen.

"Well I'm glad you liked them." she said, adding, "and I would guess Corey is too."



Susie Ch. 07



My name is Susie O'Connell. I am 18 and had just graduated from high school. My boyfriend, Corey, was 20 and a student at Caltech.

On our first date we had sex. In fact, the purpose of that date was to have sex. We came to like each other so much that we became boyfriend and girlfriend.

Corey's parents were divorced and his father lived in a mansion with a guest house. At Corey's request he had offered the guest house to us as a 'trysting place' unless he needed it for business guests (which was almost never). As I reported in another chapter I debated whether to accept the offer for some time. When I made up my mind I went to Corey's to tell him but his sister, my best friend Kaitlyn, told me he was at the hobby store about a mile away. I ran the whole way there.

 The "Fly Guys"

When I entered the store Corey saw me and came over, "Susie, what are you doing here?"

"I agree to using the guest house," I whispered to him. "I couldn't wait to tell you." Then I said aloud, "I wanted to see your hangouts anyway. Can you introduce me to your friends?"

He took me over. "Guys this is Susie, she's the girl I told you about." I hugged his arm and kissed him so they would have no doubt what he meant.

"Susie: Howard, George, Travis and Sunil."

They stood there, seemingly frozen and unable to speak.

"You are a quiet bunch," I said, "Maybe you've never seen a girl before."

I made a quick decision and hugged each of them, giving them a quick peck on the cheek and saying their name as I did so. "Hi Howard, Hi George, Hi Travis, Hi Sunil. So what are you looking at?"

Corey started by pointing at a silver contraption inside the display. "We were trying to decide whether this radio control servo would be appropriate for the plane we're building."

"Corey, you never said you were actually building a plane," I exclaimed. "It's not at your house, where is it?"

"At my house, Ma'am," Travis actually spoke.

"Travis, didn't you hear Corey, I'm 'Susie', not 'Ma'am'." I gave him another peck on the cheek. I figured it wouldn't hurt to give out rewards when they spoke.

"Sure, Susie," he said with a bit more confidence and getting another rewarding kiss.

"I'm afraid I know next to nothing about servos," I told them. "Well, I don't even know what a 'servo' is. So I probably won't be of much help but maybe someone could describe the problem."

That started an outburst of sound as each of them started describing their own view of the situation.

"Wait a minute," I said. "One at a time if I am to understand anything you say." I gave each a rewarding peck.

"Travis, The plane is at your house, so you go first." I let each of them describe the issues with whether the servo was appropriate for their plane. I asked questions and came to understand that the servo was something to move parts of the plane from radio signals. The problems related to whether it would fit, was powerful enough to move the parts they had in mind and then the basic one of cost.

I said, "maybe hobby shops are different but at clothing stores I can buy something and if after I get it home I decide I can't afford it or that it doesn't go with my other clothes I can take it back for a refund."

That started another free for all discussion which resulted in the decision to buy four of the parts on a trial basis.

As we left the store I held onto Corey's arm as some of the boys told him things like. "It really helped for her to come." "She's more beautiful than you described." "She actually kissed you, full on the lips."

I said, "You know I'm right here, you can talk to me about some of this. I kissed Corey full on the lips because I really, really like him, well, I love him." I gave him a huge, passionate smooch. "And you should see what I can do in private! Thank you for saying I am beautiful and I am glad I could be of help."

Then I added, "Are you going to Travis' place? I would love to see your airplane."

"Sure, come along," they said in a sort of disorganized chorus.

I took, 'shotgun' in Corey's car and George and Sunil jumped in back, then Howard squeezed in. Travis had his car and, having no woman with him, had to drive alone.

"You're not like other girls." George said as we drove away.

"Oh, is that so? How is that?" I asked.

"Well, you talk to us."

"And you pay attention." Sunil added.

Not to be left out, Howard added, "and you ask questions."

"I am sure most girls do that." I smiled.

"Not with us," Sunil said somewhat sadly.

"Sunil, I bet that's not true," I told him. After a brief pause I continued, "Well I suppose most people like to talk about things they know and like. What would you do if a girl did come over and started talking to you and telling you about the clothes she just bought at the mall."

"I'd be flabbergasted." Sunil said.

All the boys laughed and George added, "You'd probably faint."

Then I said, "Well, I suppose that after much of that you would get bored and try to get away because you are not interested in girl's clothes and know nothing about it."

Sunil said, "Except George, he likes trying on his sister's clothes."

"I do not!" George said and gave Sunil a light punch.

"Boys, you are being childish." They quieted down. "My point is that if you go up to a girl and start talking about servos most girls will get bored and try to get out of the conversation. In fact that would happen if you go up to most boys. You need to talk about things you are both interested in."

"How do you find out without talking to them," George said.

"Good question," I said. "You are both people and you must have met because of something you have in common, even if it's only being in the same class at school."

"What if she doesn't like the class," Sunil said. He said it like he had a particular girl in mind.

"Well, then talk about the teacher, maybe some trait everyone knows about, I told him. "A warning, don't do anything which she might think is bragging or making yourself seem better than her. Like don't start off offering to help with homework in a class where she gets poor grades."

Then Howard asked, "So Corey what did you talk about with Susie to get her to talk with you?"

Corey answered, "Well, I was lucky, Susie started the conversation."

I jumped in, "Didn't Corey tell you I am his sister's best friend."

"So that's the secret," Howard said.

"Well, maybe part of the secret. The rest of the secret is that he always treated me nicely when I was with his sister and he treated her nicely too. That made me think he was someone worth talking to."

"Susie, Where do you go to school?" Sunil asked.

"I just graduated from high school. I will start at community college next year."

"Oh, a freshman," George said. "Maybe that's part of the secret, find a freshman who doesn't know you're a 'Geek' and who will be impressed that an upper classman talked to her."

"I told you it won't work to act superior to her," I said.

We had arrived at Travis' house and all piled out.

Travis took us inside and to a workshop in back. We passed his mother and he said, "I'm here with the guys and we're going to work on the plane."

His mom looked up at us and replied, "I haven't met one of these 'guys' before. When did this lovely young lady become part of the 'guys'?"

Corey introduced me, "Mrs. Larkin, this is my girlfriend, Susan O'Connell. She was at the hobby shop and came over to see what we are working on."

"I am pleased to meet you, Susan. I'm glad to see at least one of 'the guys' is expanding his interests."

"I'm happy to meet you too, Mrs. Larkin," I said.

"Try and keep them under control, Susan, they could use a little feminine discipline."

"I am not sure I can," I laughed as we went out.

I was impressed. "The 'guys' had constructed several small planes and were working on a much larger one. Each of the boys had a job to do and started in on it.

I asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Sunil needed someone to hold a part he was working on. Then Travis needed someone to hold a part in place while he attached it. Then Corey asked me to help string some control lines through the body. They kept me busy and laughed and talked, showing me the parts and doing their best to explain.

Mrs. Larkin came in and said, "It's getting late. Dinner is about ready. Time to send everyone home, Travis."

The boys finished up what they were in the middle of and prepared to leave.

"This was great fun! I said. Is it okay if I come with Corey some other time?"

There was a cacophony of agreement.

As we left I heard Travis telling his mom, "I wish I could have a girlfriend like that."

Corey had to take Howard and Sunil home. They tried to start the conversation about how to get a girl again.

"Guys," I told them, "this is no big deal. You just talk to them like they are people you like and respect. Don't act like you're better than them or like they're better than you. Listen to what they say just like you listen to each other. Pay attention even if they want to talk about something you aren't interested in. Finally, get to know them first, and then later you can ask them out.

"Do you think I was interested in radio controlled airplanes before I met Corey? No, I am interested because Corey is interested and I am more interested today because I met you guys and you explained things for me. You need to be like that with other girls. Get interested in what they are interested in and then they will be interested in you."

After Corey dropped off Sunil we were alone and I gave him another big kiss before he could start to drive.

As he drove me home Corey said, "Susan, you were so fantastic today. You had all those guys eating out of your hand. Are you really interested in what we're doing?"

"Yes, Corey, I am and I'd like to be included with 'the guys' frequently. Please take me the next time you go out to fly your planes."

"I will." He hesitated and wistfully said, "Susan, when you were talking with Sunil and Howard you said they should be interested in what the girls are interested in. I don't think I am showing much interest in what you do."

"Corey, I probably don't do a lot. I'm interested in dancing and I think you are interested in me doing that."

"I assume your dancing isn't always dancing naked in front of guys."

I knew he was joking and continued, "maybe I will likely try out for the cheer squad or dance group at community college and I will audition as a dancer for any musical the drama club puts on."

"That would be something to have one of the cheerleaders being a geek's girlfriend."

"I doubt it's that unusual."

"I bet most if not all the cheerleaders are involved with one of the athletes."

"Maybe I can get some of the cheerleaders to be involved with your 'guys'. Don't you have some kind of name to call yourselves?"

"No we don't."

"Then I will have to think of one." Names started flying through my mind, 'flyboys', 'air heads', 'plane geeks'. I remembered Travis' mom calling them "the guys" and decided on "The Fly Guys." That's what I called them from then on.



 A Saturday at the Guest House

For the rest of the summer I met with them every Monday and Wednesday and would go with Corey to watch them fly the planes on Saturdays. I tried my hand at flying with limited success. Corey had an RC flight simulator on his computer but I did even more poorly with that. Usually after a morning of flying we would all go out for pizza. Afterwards Corey and I would go to the guest house for an afternoon of swimming, sex, swimming, and an evening of more sex.

One Saturday as we were driving to Corey's father's I started feeling really 'horny' in anticipation of our sexual activity. I started stroking my crotch with one hand and Corey's with the other. I felt his penis start to grow and that made me even more excited. I tingled thinking of the pleasure his huge cock would give me.

We always swam naked and today Corey's father and girl friend, Marianne were sunbathing by the pool. They were naked too as is the general custom at his father's house. I never see them in the pool, they just sun bathe and go in the big hot tub. There is also a small hot tub for the guest house occupants.

We got to the guest house, disrobed and went out to swim. I couldn't keep my eyes off Corey's half erect cock and when we were in the pool I would keep brushing against it. I would even dive underwater and give it kisses while pulling at it or his balls with my hands. He started to get in the game and massaged my nipples or breasts or push his hand into my twat when I came up for air.

Finally I jumped up on him with my legs around his hips and pushed my crotch down onto his now fully erect cock. I felt the tip push in and I pulled up and lowered myself onto it again. This time I felt it go in and begin to push down Corey's foreskin. A couple of tries later it had gone in almost no farther. Like I said, Corey has a huge cock, and it needs good lubrication to get inside me. The water in the pool was washing away my natural lubrication which would normally have been sufficient given my state of arousal.

"I need you inside me, now," I told him. "Can we get out of the pool?"

I jumped off him and quickly swam to the stairs out of the pool and ran to our towels. I dried the outside of my sex parts and straightened Corey's towel as he came out of the pool. His penis, which I call 'the beast' looked over a foot long and over three inches in diameter as it pointed almost straight up into the sky. I took my towel and dried it off. "Lay down," I said pointing to his towel and he did.

I straddled him with my vaginal entrance over the beast and moved down onto it. I grabbed it with one hand and moved it back and forth over my labia, separating them with its tip. "I love the way your beast nuzzles the curtains at the entrance to my cave," I said. We call my vagina, a 'cave', a home for 'the beast'. I pushed myself down onto it and felt the tip enter, pushing against the walls. I pushed some more and felt my vagina roll back his foreskin. His penis is so big that I can feel every part of it inside me.

I pulled up and pushed down again. As I did that Corey said, "Susie, My Father and Marianne are here, they can see us."

I felt the tip of his cock reach my cervix. It filled my vagina completely and squeezed my natural lubricating juices out onto his shaft so it could enter easily. I pushed down bringing it further and further in. Just as the width had stretch my vagina to its limit so now, the length stretched and stretched. I moaned with pleasure. My butt reached his legs and my crotch encountered my hips. There was no more to enter. "Your beast feels so good inside my cave," I said. I added, "Your father and Marianne know what we do here. Didn't your father say that if we aren't having sex then he didn't know why he was letting us use the guest house?"

Well, yes, but," he looked to the side. "They are watching us."

They were behind me so I couldn't see them but told Corey as I began pumping up and down on him, "That arouses me even more, my prince, I think I am a bit of an exhibitionist."

"I think so too, princess," Corey gasped out as I continued to stroke up and down. He had his hands on my waist and moved them down to my butt then around to the front and up my tummy to my breasts. He lightly pinched my hardened nipples, squeezed my breasts, ran his hands to the sides and down to my waist.

As I moved up and the beast moved out of me I could feel the foreskin roll up and fill the gap to its tip. At the same time I felt my inner labia being pulled out of my vagina and stretching pulling some of my vagina out with it. As I moved down and the beast dove into my cave I felt its foreskin roll back against the shaft. Meanwhile it pulled my inner labia inside my vagina with it. As it pulled, the hood was pulled away from my swollen clit and my clit was pulled against the beast as it stroked past. A tingle of excitement and pleasure shot through my abdomen each time.

Corey said, "they're doing it too! Marianne is on top of my father, riding him like you're riding me." He reached up behind my back and pulled me to him, giving me a big kiss. I buried my breasts in his chest hair and moved them back and forth, enjoying the roughness against my sensitive nipples. In this position I was unable to continue my rhythm but Corey picked it up, thrusting in and out with his hips as we kissed, tongues entwining.

He released the kiss and I straightened up to continue riding him. I watched as he tightened the muscles in his face. That meant he was holding back his ejaculation. I rode him harder and faster. One, two, three, four and he came!

He grunted, jerked his hips up and I felt his penis throb inside me. Because the fit was so tight I could feel the semen rushing through the shaft and pulled up to make room at the tip. I felt the warm fluid push into the space between the tip of his cock and my cervix. I pushed down and the piston of his penis filled my vagina. With no room to do anything else the seminal fluid rushed along the side between cock and vaginal wall and out onto his pubic hair, hips and balls. I pulled up again as his hips jerked again and another wad of semen emerged with the throb of his penis. I pushed down again and again the semen squirted down onto his pubes. The tingle of orgasm rose with in me. Two more thrusts with Corey's ejections and as I rose a shudder of delight shot from my genitals through my body. I dropped myself down on him and my vagina clamped onto the beast inside it. I began to pull up and he came up with me as my body shuddered again. My abdomen joined my vagina in the frenzy and I collapsed onto his chest savoring the sensation as rapturous waves rippled through me . The waves dissipated and I felt reluctance as the beast diminished inside me. It was long enough that it could stay inside me even when relaxed but my position this time would not allow that. Sadly it pulled out and came to rest nuzzling my clit.

I lay on Corey's chest stroking one of his nipples as he caressed my back in the warm sunlight. I became aware of the heat, realized that much of my sunblock had likely washed off in the water. I rose telling Corey, "We need to get inside, I am going to burn here, if I'm not burnt already."

As I got up I noticed the semen on his pubic hair and hips. "You need to wash off, do you want to jump in the pool?" I asked.

"I have a better idea. How about the hot tub?" he suggested.



 In the Hot Tub

I grabbed the towels and ran to the small hot tub next to the guest house. It was shaded from the afternoon sun by the house. As Corey came up I showed him the mess of semen drying on his towel. "You'll have to use mine when we get out," I told him.

I sat over one of the jets as Corey turned it on and luxuriated in the feeling as it warmed and bubbled into my vagina and over my clit. When Corey got in I sat next to him and began wiping the coagulated semen from his belly and balls. Then I started pulling it out of his pubic hair.

"Do you like me just because of the sex?" he asked.

"Of course not," I said, continuing to pull semen from his privates. "Do you like me just because of my perky breasts, my cute figure, my round butt and my soft vagina?"

"No, but I do like those things," he replied.

"Well, I wouldn't be here if it were just the sex," I said. Though I do like your manly body."

He laughed. Corey is a bit overweight. "I'm serious," I said, "I like how comfortable it is to lie against." I massaged his belly and then his breasts which had a bit of fatty tissue. "Please don't become a skeleton or a hard muscle man. I don't think I would like putting my head against or lying next to hard bones or muscle. I do notice you have lost some weight."




Susie Ch. 07



Chapter 7 -- They Masturbate Together

"Sit there," he said, indicating the love seat. He took the recliner across from her. She sat nice and proper. He leaned back and spread his legs. His cock was already growing as he encircled it with his hand. He slowly began to stroke it. 

"It's much easier to get hard with you sitting across from me naked like you are," he laughed. Her eyes hadn't left his hand and his cock. His cock was beautiful. It was getting so hard...so big. She couldn't imagine putting it in her pussy. The view was awesome.

She watched as his hand moved down and he cupped his balls. "Right here is very sensitive on a guy," he taught. "Very light strokes. You can take them in your hands and lightly roll them." 

He was massive again. She began breathing heavy. Without thinking about it her hand went to her breasts and she began to stroke them. 

She fanaticized what it would be like to walk over there and climb up on his lap and slide his cock into her....pussy. "Wow! Pussy. I used the word pussy." 

She used to say her thingy, or her vagina. But in the last week she had changed so much that she was using...well at least thinking about he...pussy....and his cock. What was happening to her? She wasn't sure, but right now she didn't care. There was a naked guy in front of her, stroking his cock. That was SO hot!

He was leaning way back now and she could see his ass cheeks kind of clenching as he stroked. His legs were spread way out, giving her a great view. 

In a minute her hand moved down to her pussy and she spread her legs for him. She wanted him to watch her masturbate also. She found her slit. It was very wet already. Lubricated for penetration, she laughed to herself. No. She wasn't ready for that....yet.

She leaned back, spreading her legs wide. He was stroking and looking at her pussy. That excited her.

"Put your finger inside," he said. "Right at the top. Just rub in and out."

She put one finger inside and stroked like he told her. Her other hand was stroking her breasts. His strokes got faster as he watched her. She got faster. Both of them were breathing hard.

"Tell me when you're ready to cum," he commanded.

"I'm close....so close."

"Stop!"

She stopped as he said. He stopped. In a minute he said "OK, start again." They built up quickly. "Stop!" She did.

"I don't want to stop," she cried. "I wanna cum!"

"Anticipation, girl. You build and let it ease. Build and ease. Then we'll go all out and your orgasm will be awesome."

Better than before? she thought. Wow!

They did that a few times and then he said "OK, cum for me. Don't stop this time. Tell me when you're gonna cum."

It only took a minute and she arched her back. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" she cried

"Me too," he cried. "Watch me!"

She tried to focus on his cock as she came. It was hard but she managed to see him squirt about a foot in the air. It landed on his belly. 

She shuddered and came and came. He squirted two more times and then his cum just leaked out of the top. She watched his ass clench as he came. He watched her pussy just shake as she came. He could see her asshole clenching. Her toes were curled. Her back was arched. Her pussy was soaked, running down her asshole.

"Wow, she is SO hot," he thought.



Susie Ch. 07



"Because of you. I don't snack as much and we get out and around more than I used to. Without you I'd be sitting at home reading with a bag of chips next to me."

"So, our having sex keeps you from eating?" I joked.

"Well, that and other things. I asked about the sex because I keep thinking that it was our sexual encounter that brought us together."

I thought and replied, "you're right about that, I didn't know you and care about you until then. Magnificent as the sex was, that's not why I'm with you. It was the care you showed for me that night and the things I learned about you when we talked. Without that I might have gone back to having sex with other guys. Now I can't imagine being with anyone else."

"Well, you know, I cared about you much before that. I would watch you with Kaitlyn and then when we did talk you were always so nice and friendly. I would have loved a date without the sex."

"I think it was Kaitlyn who came up with that idea," I said. "You could have just asked me out."

"I was afraid, I guess, but I'm more than happy with the way things have turned out."

"Me too," I replied, snuggling tighter against his soft body.

After dinner I called my parents to tell them I wouldn't be home until Sunday. They were used to that. I was almost always out late with Corey on Saturday nights and usually stayed over with him at the guest house. My parents weren't too fond of the idea but accepted that Corey and I were sexually active.

I told Corey that we should let his friends know that we have sex. He thought they might be jealous or would look down on me. He also worried that they would think I was an easy girl and hit on me. I told him that they weren't either the guys I thought they were, or his friends, if that's the way they thought. I felt it would be better to tell them than have them find out some other way. He said that I was probably right but was concerned anyway.

Then I told him that I should also probably tell them about the "5F's." The "5F's" was a group of girls who had sex with several boys. The "5F's" name was made up by kids in the school. It wasn't clear exactly what it stood for but one of the meanings was "Five Fabulous Fantasy Fucking Females." Almost all of the various acronyms had "Five", "Fucking" and "Female" in the meaning but the other two words were seldom as complimentary as "Fantasy" and "Fabulous". Corey's sister and I were two of the "5F's". That all happened before Corey and I got together.

"That might really make them think that you are an 'easy girl'," he said. "I don't think you should do that."

"I don't want them finding out and talking behind my back," I said. "I would rather confront the situation head on."

"I understand, but chances are they will never find out," he replied.

"Well, I think otherwise and you can't stop me from telling them!" I was getting angry.

"No, I can't but I think it's a bad idea."

"Why? Do you think I am an 'easy girl' because of the '5F's'?" I felt furious at him.

"Well I know you now. And, to be honest, I wasn't sure when I first found out about Kaitlyn and the rest of you."

"So, that's why you had sex with me the first time!"

I'll leave the rest of our disagreement to your imagination. At the time I was so angry that I couldn't stay at the guest house and had Corey drive me home Saturday night. My parents were happy to see me home but I stormed into my bedroom and slammed the door without talking.

The next day my head was clearer. To be honest I didn't blame Corey for thinking how he did but I was embarrassed about my participation. I was really angry at myself, not Corey. I think I had been kind of an 'easy girl'. I would never have had sex with Corey just because his sister asked me to if it hadn't been for the '5F' situation. On reflection I realized that despite my embarrassment I was happy for it because I believed it had been a part of me getting with Corey.

So I went to Corey's and made up with him. We agreed that I wouldn't tell his friends about the '5F's' unless his friends heard about it separately and then I would admit my involvement.

I had been thinking about his friends and how they always asked me how to talk to girls and seemed to be disappointed that they didn't have girlfriends like Corey did. Now they were my friends too and it bothered me. I decided to tell Corey about an idea I had.

"Corey," I said, "Your friends really need to be more comfortable with girls. I have a thought. It's a bit wild but hear me out."

"I'm listening."

"My idea is that first you and I give them a live female anatomy lesson."

"Susan, you are proposing you get naked and show them your sexual organs?"

"Yes, in glorious and complete detail."

"Susan, that can get you in trouble again."

"I don't think so, we would just be helping them understand exactly what a woman's parts look like. I think that will get them more comfortable with girls. There is more to the idea."

Corey said, "I hesitate to think what that might be."

I explained my entire plan. Corey objected to most of it but I told him how I thought it would really help his friends and maybe introduce them to some girls.

Corey replied, "Either that or traumatize them."

"Corey, this would not be a trauma to anyone and I'm not forcing anything."

The next week, Corey arranged with his father to let he and his friends study in the guest house and use the pool.



Susie Ch. 08



My name is Susie. I am 18 and have just graduated from high school. My boyfriend, Corey, is 20 and a student at Caltech.

When I met Corey's friends, none of them had girlfriends and all acted like they wanted to meet girls but were really shy with them. I devised a plan to get them less shy around girls. The first part of my plan was to show myself naked to them so they were familiar with a girl's body and perhaps would not be so intimidated.

Corey's parents were divorced and his father lived in a mansion with a pool and guest house. At Corey's request he had offered the guest house to us as a 'trysting place' unless he needed it for business guests (which was almost never). Despite his reluctance, Corey arranged with his father for us to use the guest house and pool for a party in order to carry out my plan.





 Exposure

I introduced the idea to the "fly guys", a group of Corey's friends who built and flew RC airplanes. While working on their large B-17 model I said, "I had a thought. Will you promise to keep a secret?"

They all agreed and I proceeded, "I think you guys need to better understand sex and in particular, a girl's sex parts. I suspect you have only seen pictures."

They had stopped their work and were staring at me speechless, I went on, "I propose we get together next week and Corey and I will show you what a girl's sex organs really look like and answer questions. You would need to keep it quiet. What do you think?"

A couple of the guys seemed reluctant but the others were enthusiastic. I said, "OK, we will meet with any who want to come Saturday after next. We will meet at the hobby shop and tell you how to get where we are going then."

Corey also contacted a few mutual friends who were not "fly guys" and Saturday we all drove over to the Guest House. Corey introduced them to the gate guard and got them through.

About 11 boys showed up along with one girl, Sally. Sally was tall and real thin, not particular attractive nor with much of a figure. She had some traits that, I guess, might make her sexy to some guys. She occasionally dated some guys but seemed to be the female equivalent of many of Corey's guy friends.

When we went in Corey told them all to wash their hands thoroughly.

I used one of the chairs in the living room. I put a towel on the chair and invited them all to sit around it on the floor. "Don't worry, we'll give everyone a close look," I said.

I began to slowly, and perhaps a bit sensuously, remove my clothes. After taking off my bra I invited them each to come and feel. My breasts are small and conical in shape but my nipples were huge and hard as a rock.

Once I was completely naked I sat in the chair, raised my knees to my chest and separated my legs. I could feel the stares warming my genitals. "Okay, Corey," I said.

Corey came over and began by pointing out my labia major. "Susan's are nice and large, they completely hide the minor labia and other organs. Large ones like hers are soft and pliable. Come up and feel them. Notice that her pubic hair is also soft."

Then he spread my labia major and showed them my labia minor. He separated those and pointed out my clitoris and urethra and the entrance to my vagina. "You may all individually come up and feel these parts."

I added, "Feel free to feel inside my vagina."

Corey added, "just inside the entrance to the front of the vagina you can feel a rougher area. That's where the so-called G-spot is located."

Sally stood up and asked, "Can I show mine too, Corey?"

Corey hesitated. I thought and said, "Sally, can you wait until Corey and I am finished. Then I will help you show your sexual organs to the boys. Is that okay with everyone?"

All the boys said, "Yes!"

Sally said, "I guess so." She sat down and I watched her massaging her crotch.

The boys politely felt me and felt inside. Sally joined in and seemed just as interested. She continued rubbing her crotch out of arousal. When they were done Corey talked about the G-spot and demonstrated how when you touched the proper spot my eyes watered. "Every girl is different in her reaction. If you want to really please her you need to be sensitive to her reactions."

"And listen to what she tells you," I added.

Corey then took the speculum I had obtained from my doctor, inserted it and spread my vagina. "Here is a flashlight, you can look inside and see the conical mound that is her cervix. The tiny hole at the tip is the entrance into her uterus. It's not too hard to imagine microscopic sperm getting in but remember, babies come out through that. You may have heard about 'dilation' during birth. 'Dilation' is how much the cervical opening has expanded."

Sally

After he finished he removed the speculum and I got up and asked, "Sally, do you want to come up now?"

She got up slowly and came to the front.

Corey asked everyone to wash their hands again and as they were doing that I whispered, " Sally are you a virgin? "

"Why?" she asked in a responding whisper.

"I want to know if you have an intact hymen for the boys to see," I said.

"No, Susie," she replied in an exasperated tone, "I have had penises inside me before. Two of them are here."

"Okay," I whispered in response, ignoring her tone, "I was hoping to show them a hymen."

When everyone returned Sally removed her top and bra revealing very small but perfectly formed breasts with large, dark aureoles and large, very hard nipples. She moved among the boys letting them feel her. I could see she was getting really turned on and suspected that she wanted to do this just to feel the boys hands on her.

When she returned I asked her, "are you ready for this?"

"Oh, yes! More than ready!" she replied.

She removed her jeans and panties. She had a very slight waist and almost no hips or butt. Her legs were so thin I thought she might be anorexic. She had a heavy patch of dark brown pubic hair. I felt it and said, "You notice that Sally has a lot of pubic hair and it is not so fine as mine but still soft."

Her major labia was plainly visible between her thin legs and I could see the minor labia hanging out below. I pointed this out to the boys before she sat down and separated her legs as I had done. I invited them all to come forward and feel her. She was clearly enjoying every touch.

Then I asked her to separate her major labia. I pointed out her minor labia and a very prominent clitoris both of which were swollen with arousal. "Notice that Sally has a very prominent clitoris that is quite hard right now from all the touching you guys are doing. Please take it easy as you come up and feel it, I expect it is very sensitive."

Near the end of the guys feeling her I noticed that she was breathing heavily and making little moans with each touch. "Are you okay?" I asked her in a whisper. " You look like you're about to orgasm. "

"I think I am," she responded, "I won't mind if I do."

"Should I tell everyone that it might happen while they are feeling inside?" I asked.

"I don't know, do what You think is best," she replied.

I noticed that her labia had swollen even more and told everyone, "You can tell Sally is getting aroused by the way her labia are swelling and pulling apart. You can see her vaginal opening now without anyone holding it open. Okay, Sally can you spread your inner lips to reveal your vagina more completely?"

She obliged. Her vaginal opening was very round and visible. I felt briefly inside to locate her G-spot. "I need someone to determine Sally's G-spot sensitivity." All the boys raised their hands and I chose Sunil.

"Sunil put your finger inside and stroke the rougher area very gently while we watch for signs." I told him

He had barely put his finger in when Sally gasped. "I think maybe she is so aroused already that no fine tuning is necessary," I told everybody. "I think that while we are feeling her vagina and G-spot there is a good chance she will orgasm. What do you think, Sally?"

"I think so too," she said.

"Okay, please feel inside gently and we can all watch for signs of her orgasm."

She was gasping every time one of the boys put his finger inside or moved it around. The third boy said, "Hey, I can feel her cervix in there. We didn't know about that when we felt inside you, Susie. Can I feel yours?"

I thought a bit and decided that would be okay so I got another chair and spread my legs again. I invited the three boys who had already felt inside Sally to feel me again and then everyone felt me after feeling Sally.

A couple of boys later Sally suddenly made a big gasp and let out her breath in a loud "Aahh!" The boy who had his finger inside yelped. "It's squirming and squeezing in there!" he said.

"She is having an orgasm," I said, getting up. "Notice her tummy squeezing and throbbing too. Come feel it."

The boys gathered around and most managed to put their hand on her tummy as it was spasming. A few felt her twitching vagina. The general consensus was, "Cooool!"

Once her orgasm died down, the remainder of the boys had their chance to feel inside us. Sally still gasped as they felt inside and she had another short vaginal spasm. Her reaction started getting me excited too as they pushed in to feel my cervix but I didn't orgasm.

"Do you want me to show them your cervix with the speculum?" I asked her.

"Yes, please," she said, so I inserted it and spread her vagina. She gasped again as I inserted it.

"I hope you enjoyed the demonstration," I said after all the guys had their look. I could see they had. I continued, "Well, you've all seen me and Sally pretty intimately so now I think it's your turn."

They looked at each other.

"Could you all get undressed so we can check you out too?" I asked in my sexiest voice.

Corey knew what was coming and was already stripped naked. "You heard the lady, it's only fair," he said with a laugh.

Some reluctantly, some eagerly, some in between, all the boys took off their clothes. "Underpants too!" I said to three who were holding back. All of them were hard and their penises stood out from their bodies.

When all were naked, Four or five had their hands covering themselves. I told them, "You should all be proud of your bodies. including your genitals. Be proud, let it hang out." I went pulled a couple of hands apart. "This part of your body can bring a lot of pleasure and happiness to you and to some woman. Not only can it give pleasure but it can result in new life -- a baby who will grow into an adult. The ability to participate in making a new life is something to be proud of but also something to be taken seriously. None of you should use this wonderful part of your body," I jiggled a couple of them, "without considering the other person sharing it with you and both of you must be aware of the new life which is the potential result. If you are not considering each other and the new life then you should keep it zipped up!"



Phallic Forest

I looked around at them. There wasn't a 'ripped' body or a set of good abs in the bunch. Oh, there were a variety of body shapes and sizes but I don't think many of them had ever seen the inside of a gym since high school. There was also a remarkable lack of tanning if you don't count Sunil, a hispanic, an African Americans and two Asians whose darker skin didn't come from the sun or a tanning booth.

But skinny, fat, tubby, lean, short and tall I didn't really notice. My eyes were drawn to the variety of penises on display. Besides Corey's huge cock I had seen the ten or so guys that four of my friends and I had sex with four, (or was it five?) months ago. That had been my first time and all that impressed me then was how hard and round they were. I had noticed some variation, like circumcision, but that was only because one of the other girls had brought my attention to it.

This time I looked around and admired the forest of penises in its full variety.

All seemed fully erect sticking out from their owners body at around a 30 degree angle, but there were variations in that too. One seemed to stick directly forward at 90 degrees and another was almost vertical.

The lengths varied from only about five inches to eight or nine, excluding Corey's almost foot long 'beast'. Most seemed to be about six or seven inches long. Most were maybe an inch or a little more in diameter with some a bit smaller or larger, again excluding Corey's almost three inch in diameter monster.

Again, excepting Corey, the width and length didn't necessarily go together. The short five incher on an Asian, Sammy Lee, was the widest, "short and stout," I thought as I looked at it. It was also the one which stuck directly out from his body. His testicles were a match to the width, looking to be the size of eggs.

The testicles seemed to range in size too, from Sammy's which looked bigger than Corey's to some which looked to be only the size of large grapes. Corey's testicles retract all the way into his abdomen when he is excited but only a couple of these did. Most seemed to be pulled up against their body but not inside. I was guessing since when Corey is not excited his testicles hang way down in the scrotum a couple of inches below his penis. It's kind of hard to tell testicle size just by looking.

I couldn't help myself, "do you mind if we feel you?" I asked the group.

"Susie!" Corey whispered to me. I guess in an attempt to keep me from doing it. I ignored him.

I went around feeling the guys hardened cocks and checking out the size of their balls. When the balls were up in their abdomen I gently pushed them out to feel them. Their sizes didn't really vary a lot. the ones I thought were the size of grapes turned out to be larger, one had been up in the owners abdomen and only one was where I could see it.

The variety in shapes also caught my interest. Most were straight but some curved upward or downward.

Howard had an eight or nine incher which was average in diameter. It curved upward so the tip pointed directly at the ceiling even though it emerged from his body at the usual angle.

Jared's emerged from his body almost vertically and curved so the tip was touching his body.

Dominik's curved down so its tip pointed almost directly away from him. The tip was round and bulbous.

The tips of most of them were the usual horizontally rounded and vertically wedge shaped and about the width of the shaft. Howard's and another were much more conical in all directions. Howard's tip was also slightly smaller in diameter than usual. His shaft became sharply smaller in diameter at the base of the tip.

The most unusual was Elliot's. It was seven to eight inches long but the smallest in diameter, maybe only 3/4 of an inch. It was straight and hard as a rock ending in a tip that was maybe an inch and a quarter in diameter so there was a quarter of an inch rise from the shaft to the tip. The tip was the usual shape but appeared to be a bright red.

The tip of Corey's penis is a soft pink when he isn't excited and acquires a slight lavender tint when it's fully erect. Most of these were pinker when erect and I noticed the majority of them had a lavender tint around the edge. Dominik's was a deep purple looking like a half of a round purple ball perched, slightly off center on the end of his shaft. I wondered if that was just due to a high level of excitement or was usually like that.

I was struck by the coloring of Charles' cock, the African American. The shaft was the light chocolate of the rest of his body but then suddenly became a light pink up to the base of the tip which was a slight brownish pink rather than lavender. I imagined that if he still had his foreskin it would be chocolate on the outside and pink on the inside. "Are they all like that?" I wondered.

Sunil was uncircumcised and when I got to him I asked if I could roll back his foreskin. He agreed and I checked. It was the dark tan of the rest of his body on the outside and the inside was a lighter tan, but not pink.

That only begins to describe the variety. As I went around I noticed all were extremely hard with softer tips, excepting the purple ones and Elliot's which had a hard tip too. Almost all of them had drops of pre-cum. I checked out the slight variations in the pee-holes from round to the usual vertical slits in sizes from an eighth to a quarter of an inch. One actually had a small horizontal hole. I finished with each by licking off the pre-cum and kissing every one. I don't care for the taste of semen but 'pre-cum' has a nice salty flavor without the musty flavor of semen. One had a very sweet tasting pre-cum. I wondered what his semen would taste like.

Sally followed me around, feeling them after me and 'deep throating' each rather than being satisfied with a kiss. When I reached Elliot, I couldn't resist sucking that red tip all the way into my mouth and running my tongue around the broad edge. Elliot must have been really excited because as I gave the tip a lick before pulling my mouth away he jerked and a wad of semen squirted into my mouth. I jerked away out of surprise. My hand was below my mouth and semen dripped into the palm.

Sally said, "I'll get that." and quickly moved her mouth to Elliot's cock. She sucked him dry as a look of ecstasy came over his face. There wasn't a drop of semen left when she finished and his cock began to shrink, the tip becoming a soft pink. When flaccid the tip was no different in diameter from the rest of his penis.

I licked my palm off. Elliot's semen had an unusually good flavor, slightly sweet along with the usual saltiness and with some kind of spicy flavor instead of the usual mustiness. Later, Sally called it "nutty" but I don't agree, more like pumpkin.

After feeling them all up I went to the sliding glass door, opened it and announced, "Skinny dipping!"

Skinny Dipping

Marianne was sitting out there and a couple of the boys said, "Corey's mom is out there."

Corey said, "That's not my mom, she's my dad's girlfriend and won't mind. Come and meet her."

Everyone followed him out.

Marianne saw them and shouted, "Skinny dipping huh? It's a great day for it."

Corey led them over and introduced them, "Marianne, these are my friends." He brought each one forward and Marianne shook their hand.

I said, "Marianne, I think they are a bit shy. Why aren't you sun-bathing in the nude like you often do? They might feel more comfortable.

"That's a good idea!" she said and removed her top.

She jiggled her big boobs, "Like 'em boys?" She laughed, removed her skimpy bikini bottom and sat back on the lounge with her legs slightly separated so the boys could get a look at her bald twat.

As they went to the pool, several of them kept looking back at her. "I've still got it," she whispered to me.

"Yes you do!" I told her.

We splashed and played water basketball and laughed. When we finally got out, all of the penises were relaxed and so were the boys. I caught most of them taking looks at Marianne and at me but I felt they were at least a lot more comfortable with the idea of being naked around women and with naked women being near them. I hoped this would make them a bit more comfortable with clothed women. Sally got a lot of attention. I think she was letting the boys insert their penises in her underwater. They were certainly allowing her a lot of touching and feeling and clearly doing some of their own.

Corey took me aside and told me, "Susan, I don't think that was a good idea for you and Sally to go around and give blow jobs to everyone."

"Corey, They weren't 'blow jobs,' well, maybe Sally's were close and she definitely gave Elliot one, but mine weren't." "Except, maybe, for Elliot," I added to myself without speaking.




Susie Ch. 08



Chapter 8 -- Susie Learns About 69

They both caught their breath, looking at each other's body. He had cum all over his chest, belly and cock...even running down his ass. He began to reach for his underwear again.

"Wait!" she exclaimed. He looked ay her. "Can I try to lick it off?" She was embarrassed at her own reaction when he came the first time. It had startled her. She hadn't minded the taste; she just wasn't prepared for him shooting so hard. She wanted to taste some more of his cum.

"OK, if you don't mind."

She crawled over to him, knelt between his legs and started licking up his inner thighs, parting his legs as she went. She bypassed his cock, which had shrunk somewhat and came to the cum on his belly. She carefully licked up to the first drop of cum, hesitated and then licked it up. She liked it. It was a little salty and it had an odor that she'd never smelled before. She continued up, cleaning his belly and his chest, drinking up all his cum, her boobs rubbing on his cock. Then she moved back down to his cock and began to clean it up. She took it in her hand...is was sticky...and licked all over it, ending at the head. She began to suck it, trying to bring it to life again.

"Girl, you've gotta give me time to recover," he laughed. She looked up at him and smiled with his cock in her mouth. She could feel it beginning to firm up again.

"I've got an idea," he said. "Ever heard of a 69?"

She's heard of it but she didn't know what it was. "I don't know what it is," she said.

"Here, let me show you. Let me get down on the floor."

She released is cock and backed off from his chair. He got up, his cock bouncing in front of her face, and laid down on his back.

"Put your leg over my chest," he ordered. She started to do that, facing him. "No, the other way, facing away from me."

She was confused but did what he said. He grabbed her ass and pulled her up his chest and pushed her down. "Now I can lick your pussy and you can suck my cock. See, 69?"

She looked at his cock that was beginning to grow again. No, she didn't understand, but she knew she wanted his cock...and she wanted him to lick her pussy again.

She wrapped her hands around his cock and began licking the head of his cock. He pulled her ass closer to his mouth and began licking up and down her slit. He spread her ass cheeks and wet his finger and rubbed her asshole.

She put his cock in her mouth and began to suck and stroke it. But she was feeling really good with what he was doing to her. How can I concentrate? She thought to herself. She took a second to enjoy his tongue on her clit and then returned to her job at...hand, she laughed.

It began to be a competition. Both trying to please the other, both enjoying each other's tongue. He put his mouth over her clit and started to suck. MY GOODNESS! She thought. That is awesome! He didn't think he would be able to cum again. He hadn't come three times in a day in years. Never mind three times in, what, an hour?

She was squirming on his mouth, rotating her hips. He could see and feel her asshole clenching. She was getting close. She stopped sucking his cock and lay down her head on his belly, moaning, panting, fucking his tongue.

When she began to cum he stuck his finger in her asshole. She jumped. She moaned. She pushed against his mouth, his finger. The waves were washing over her but he was holding her tight, not allowing her to get away. He continued sucking her clit, her pussy, just ravishing them with his mouth.

He kept sucking and licking right through her orgasm and as her orgasm started to finish, here came another one. She wasn't counting but Jim counted at least four orgasms before she finally yelled out "Stop!" He smacked her ass but stopped licking, holding her ass as she spasmed and spasmed, watching her asshole clenching. What a view!



Susie Ch. 08



"Susan, I didn't like it!" he said forcefully.

"Why not?" I asked. As I looked at him, I realized, "Oh, you're jealous."

"Corey, you don't need to be jealous, you're the only one I want. Your beast is the only penis I want inside me." However I silently wondered to myself what it would be like to experience some of them like Howard's long, curved scimitar or something short but stocky like Sammy's or long and thin. "What would that strange tip of Elliot's feel like inside?" I wondered, remembering the interesting flavor of his semen and regretting that Corey's cock was so big that I couldn't fit it in my mouth.

"You have nothing to worry about," I told him.

Some of the guys came over and asked whether Corey and I had sex. It was obvious that Corey was familiar with my body and private parts and that I was familiar with his. We had both gotten naked without a hint of embarrassment. I admitted that we had and told them how kind and caring he was to me. "Our relationship is not about sex," I assured them.



Going Away Party

The second part of my plan involved getting Corey's friends together with some other girls. The beginning of school was rapidly approaching and we billed the party as being a farewell party for those who were going away to school. Corey invited the same guys who were present when I showed myself to them. I invited a dozen girls who I knew to be unattached and outgoing.

Corey had the guys come first and I had the girls come a little over a half hour later.

I brought them in through the guest house and we changed in the living and dining area. I just got naked and told them all that skinny dipping was not only allowed but encouraged.

One of the girls looked out at the pool and exclaimed, "Susie, There are boys out there!"

"Yes there are," I said, "They can't see in and if you didn't notice, they are naked too."

All the girls looked. One of the boys came out and jumped in, "They are!" someone said.

"Hurry and get undressed. Then come on out, I'll introduce you," I said.

I went out and the girls came out after me, somewhat reluctantly and with a few giggles. I noticed that only a few of them were naked. Most of them had put on their bathing suits.

"Hey Guys!" I yelled. "Come on out and meet the girls!"

They stared, not sure what to do. Corey jumped out and came over. The girls stared at his huge penis. "Come on, guys," He said, "They don't bite."

"Girls, I think you all know my boyfriend, Corey. This is his Dad's house."

The other boys were coming up slowly. Most were covering their crotch with their hands. "Boys," I said, "You have nothing to be ashamed of. Like I told you, your penis will please yourself and any girl. Let it hang out. Be proud of it." Several of the girls giggled loudly.

Most of the guys let their hands move to their sides. I introduced them all, separating the hands of the two who were still covering up, whispering, "don't be shy. Let them see. Be proud of yourself." Most of the penises started out flaccid but were slowly increasing in size.

Then I introduced the girls, naming each as I brought them forward. Most giggled loudly as they came up. The penises all became noticeable erect during the introductions. I noticed the girls eying them.

When I was done Corey said, "Everyone in the pool!"

I encouraged the girls who hadn't to remove their suits. I displayed myself saying, "all the guys are naked, don't you think we should be too?"

A few more girls removed their suits and followed the boys into the pool. A couple went in with their suits on.

I encouraged the remaining few. Most of them actually got undressed and jumped in. Two of them stayed out and sat in the lounge chairs.

In the pool all seemed to enjoy themselves playing pool basketball and them Marco Polo. I think there was a bit of excessive sexual touching in that.



Trish and Dianne

After I had played around a bit I located a couple of Corey's shyest friends. I went over to Howard and pointed to one of the girls sitting in a lounge chair. "That's Trish," I told him, "I think she would like someone to talk to. Why don't you go over to her?"

"What would I say?"

"Like I told you, find something she would like to talk about. You might start by asking her if your being naked bothers her. If it does than put a towel around yourself."

"I thought you said to 'be proud' of my penis."

"And you should, but if it makes her nervous then you should cover it."

"Then what?"

"I don't know. Tell her it's fun in the pool. She was on the dance team in high school. You could ask about why she likes to dance. Talk about whatever she wants to."

With a little more encouragement, he got out and went over to her. Surprisingly he didn't put on a towel.

Then I went over to Tyler and pointed out Dianne sitting in a lounge chair. After a similar conversation he got out and went to her. Once again, no towel!

I kept glancing at the two couples. After a while Dianne stripped off her swim suit and she and Tyler went to the hot tub. I was astounded.

Trish and Howard kept talking. "that's real progress for him right there," I thought to myself. I thought I caught a glimpse of Trish flicking at Howard's relaxed penis with her finger.

Just as I completed the thought, Howard walked away from her and then ran and made a cannonball into the pool. "Well even a few minutes is a beginning," I thought.

Howard got out of the pool, ran to Trish, said a few words and did another cannonball. Everyone watched as he jumped out and ran to Trish again. To my amazement, after a brief discussion Trish got up, stripped off her swim suit, ran and did her own cannonball. Laughing, she jumped out and ran to Howard. They were talking and standing so close I think his penis was rubbing against her and her breasts were rubbing against him. Then they held hands as they ran to a double cannonball. They got out, laughing as everyone watched.

This time they embraced and kissed. Howard had his hands at her butt and pulled her tight against his hips. Trish had her hands around his shoulders pulling him to her breasts. They talked a bit more. When they separated, Howard's curved penis was sticking out from his body with the tip pointing at the sky. Trish laughed, grabbed Howard by the penis and gave a little tug to guide him back to their starting point. This time they ran together but as they jumped they hugged each other, coming down like one body. They swam to one corner of the pool, talking and kissing and hugging.

"That's a lot more than I bargained for." I thought.

Dianne and Tyler came out of the hot tub and joined in the games in the pool. Tyler's penis appeared to be rock hard and pointed seven inches up into the sky. I wondered if it had been inside anything.

Corey's father had arranged for a salad and sandwich buffet to be set up at the pool. The wait people who set it up didn't act at all fazed by the young naked bodies but I am sure I caught a couple of the guys checking me and the other girls out and I swear one of them had a big hard-on.

The guys and girls sat calmly and talked as they picked up their food and ate. Corey's friends were clearly very comfortable with the girls. Most of their cocks were moderately relaxed even though some of the girls would occassionally brush them with their hip or hand, intentionally I think. A couple of the guys didn't shy away from getting themselves close enough to brush a hip or butt either.

I congratulated myself on the success.

As the sun went down the girls began to excuse themselves and leave. I noticed a few kisses being exchanged and almost every one of the girls had a guy dry her off before going in to put on her street clothes. Even two who were still wearing swim suits removed them to be dried off.

Howard dried Trish off and after she left he came over to me. "Susie," he said, "Trish said she wanted me to take her to the first community college football game and then go to the dance afterwards."

"That's great!" I said.

"But, I don't know how to dance and she was on her high school dance team. I will be a complete washout."

"Why don't you admit that you don't know how to dance and ask her to teach you," I suggested. "I bet she'll like that."

He wasn't sure but I convinced him that was best.



Some of the boys came by and said they liked being with the girls and had talked with them but weren't sure what to do now. Should they ask them out? What about sex?

I told them not to force anything. "If you want to ask them to have lunch with you then suggest a neutral place away from both sets of friends. Don't push the issue. Having fun for an hour in a pool doesn't mean that you are a 'couple'."

After all the girls had left I announced to all the boys. "I think we all had fun today."

There was a big cheer.

I continued, "But I want you to remember, the fact that these girls saw you naked and that you saw them naked does not mean anyone has a desire for sexual activity of any kind. Those girls are my friends just like you are and you are to treat them with the utmost respect. Among other things that means you

do not ,under any circumstances start telling other boys or bragging that you saw any of them naked. You are also not to assume that an hour in the pool today means that they want to be with you. Relax, be nice to them, talk to them but don't assume anything. I think a couple of you made special contact with one or another of them. Follow up on that but also remember that there may have been some emotion today that won't persist. Remind them of anything they said but don't push it. Lastly, there are other girls than these. I hope today lets you see that you can be comfortable around them. If you can be comfortable when you are both naked, you should have no problem when you are clothed."

The next Wednesday while working on the B-17 Howard came over to me and said, "Trish invited me to her house tomorrow for dinner and dance lessons. She told me that her parents would like to meet me. She was happy I asked because that gives her a reason for me to come over. I hope her parents like me."

"Don't worry, just be yourself. What's most important is that Trish likes you. Anyway, I'm sure they'll be impressed. What's your GPA?"

"3.9"

"Make sure they know that. Make sure they know what colleges you plan to attend after community college and your goals. Parents are the one set of people who will be happy to hear that you are a math wiz and studying to be an engineer."



Aftermath

Later after school started I noticed one of Corey's friends sitting at lunch with three girls. All seemed to be having a great time.

"Yes," I thought, "That plan was a great success."

That very evening at home, my joy was dashed when my mother came home. "Susan! In your room! Now! We need to talk!" she stated firmly and loudly as soon as she came in.

My little sister Cathy looked at me with her, "you're in trouble again" grin. Ooh! that grin makes me so mad!

In my room my mom told me that she had found out about my skinny dipping party.

"Mommy, all those boys and girls are old enough to have sex. They are 18, 19, 20 ..." I tried to explain.

"Susan, it's not appropriate to have parties with naked boys and girls!"

"I didn't force them to be naked. All the boys knew they were going to be naked and the girls didn't have to get naked. Some of them kept their suits on."

"Susan!" she exclaimed with a note of exasperation, "it's not appropriate!"

"Why not?" I asked, attempting a tone of innocence.

"Why Not?" she was almost yelling. "Why not? What are we going to do with you?" She left my room, closing the door loudly and mumbling, "Why Not?"

I was afraid to leave my room, not knowing what kind of reception I would get. Daddy came home and knocked on my door. "Who is it?" I asked timidly and with trepidation.

"It's me. princess."

I answered, "oh, come in."

He began, "Once again, I understand you have let your sexual urges overcome your brain."

I tried a subterfuge, "Well, when I invited the girls over I didn't know Corey had invited the boys over."

"Young lady, I don't believe that for a second," he said firmly. "You and Corey share everything that is going on in your lives and having girls for a party at Mr. Daniels' house is something you would tell Corey about as soon as you arranged it .. no, you would tell him about it before you arranged it, ... no, you would work with him to arrange it. You would discuss doing it with him before arranging it. You arranged to have that meeting of naked boys and girls, young lady! I don't like being lied to!"

I was ashamed of my transparent attempt to fool him and mumbled, "I'm sorry Daddy," with my eyes focused on a piece of lint on the carpet.

"I wish you wouldn't try to cover up what you do and attempt to deceive," he said. "Has it ever occurred to you that if something you are doing must be hidden from your mother and I or needs you to lie about it that it may not be the right thing to do?"

I thought and admitted, "No, I guess it hasn't, Daddy."

"Well, you are a young woman now and not a girl. I would think something as simple as that would be obvious. It would be obvious if you engaged your brain before doing things like this. You let your sexual obsessions override your common sense and intelligence."

Then he added something I found very hurtful, "In fact, I wonder if your stated desire to be a gynecologist isn't coming from your sexual obsession. Maybe you should be a urologist and have chance to examine penises too."

"Daddy, that's not true, I want to be a gynecologist to help girls," I said back to him and then added, a bit under my voice, "girls like me." I felt like crying.

He held me and told me he was sorry about saying otherwise but asked me to consider what he had told me about not doing things I wasn't willing to tell Mommy and him about.

"I will Daddy, but some things I don't think you need to know about," I told him. "And the party was one."

"Why is that?" he asked.

"Well, it didn't involve you or mommy. Everyone involved was, at least legally, an adult and I didn't think you would understand why I did it. Your response tonight convinces me of that."

"Oh," he said, "and why did you do it?"

"Corey's friends are so shy around girls. They needed to get to know them better."

"That can be done without being naked."

"No, I didn't think so, ... and I still don't think so. The nakedness really got rid of any inhibitions. If everyone had been clothed they would just have stood around, the boys in one group the girls in another."

Then I told him, "and it really worked, I see Corey's friends with girls now. They avoided them completely before. And many of the girls are ones who weren't at the party. I am convinced that wouldn't have happened if I they and the girls weren't naked."


"I understand," he said, "but I disagree with both your premise and conclusion."

As he opened the door to leave he said, "I think dinner is ready, princess, are you coming down?"

"In a minute," I told him.

Cathy still had her smart aleck grin at dinner but I just grinned right back at her, thinking, "I know I got some of Corey's friends into relationships with girls and all of them feel more comfortable with girls. I'm not sorry about that. Not sorry at all!"



Susie Ch. 09



Susie O'Connell tells me she is writing a journal and asked me to write something describing what "Trish" and I did after I met her. She said she wanted to have my perspective.

I guess an introduction is appropriate first. My name is Howard Duncan. I am 19 and am about to begin my second year at the local community college. I am preparing for a career in civil engineering and the community college is an inexpensive way to get my first couple of years of college. 

I guess I have always been one of the "Geeks" at school. Even though I am about to be a sophomore in college I have never been on a real date. I guess I don't think I am very attractive, especially to girls. I am only 5 foot 7 and kind of skinny. My face is kind of elongated with what I think is a long, too thin, pointy nose. I have real trouble keeping my hair in place.

I Meet Susie

The story of my first real date begins the summer before my Senior year. Corey Daniels was the smartest kid in the senior class a year ahead of me. He was president of the math club and captain of the math team in his junior and senior years. He is now attending Caltech. In high school Corey was the most visible member of the "geeks" being around 6 feet tall and overweight.

Corey and I were pretty good friends in high school and our friendship continued because we are both involved with flying Radio controlled (RC) airplanes.

One day while Corey and I and a few other guys were looking at parts for a B-17 Radio Controlled model we were building, the most amazing girl came into the hobby shop looking for Corey. He went over to her, she grabbed his arm and they walked over to us. Her name is Susie O'Connell. She was going to be a freshman at the community college and is really pretty. Petite, with a slim figure, thinning perfectly at the waist. Small breasts and reasonable hips with brownish-red hair, light brown eyes and a spatter of freckles on a perfect face. She was the kind of girl you would usually find on the arm of the captain of the football team but there she was with Corey and holding on to him like he was the most important person in the world.

I didn't know how they got together but I guessed a girl like that would be a bit stuck-up even if she did admire the former captain of the math team instead of the captain of the football team. I was wrong. As Corey started introducing her to the guys, her eyes sparkled and she gave each of them a kiss as she pronounced their name. I could hardly wait for my turn!

She was smart and clever and really easy to talk to. It seemed that every time I said something to her she would give me a kiss along with her reply. And it didn't matter what I talked about. She even helped us decide on a part we had been arguing about buying. Then she came over and helped build the model. She helped in every way possible. She wired and screwed and glued. Most importantly, she helped us make decisions on what to do. She had good ideas and helped us pick the best idea. Everyone wanted a girl like Susie but there's only one and she was clearly Corey's.

Susie's Amazing Demonstration

One afternoon while we were working on the B-17 Susie made an astonishing offer. She proposed some kind of live female anatomy class with herself as the main exhibit. I wasn't sure she really meant what she seemed to be saying but without thought or hesitation I joined in the group who volunteered to attend.

I've seen naked women on the internet, who hasn't, and my share of diagrams of sex organs. But Susie, live, was not something I wanted to miss.

The "class" was held at Corey's father's estate in a small guest house. I guess I should mention that even though Corey isn't rich, his father is. His parents divorced some time ago and his mother has custody of Corey and his sister.

We gathered at the house and Susie and Corey went over to a large upholstered chair at one side of the room. Corey asked us all to sit on the floor and Susie began with a slow strip tease. As she removed each item of clothing she turned and sort of danced around among us so we could see everything she uncovered.

As she reached the point where she was wearing only her bra and panties, my penis was at its maximum size and was beginning to hurt in anticipation. She was a vision of loveliness. Her small, svelte body was everything feminine a man could desire. Her bra hid what were clearly round, though small breasts. She had a flat stomach and a nice round rear. She wore panties that fit right to the skin everywhere. I could see how her butt crack curved in from the two soft looking mounds. Her legs didn't quite come together at the crotch and left a gap of maybe an inch or so and I could see how her pussy lips protruded slightly filling her panties with a tender looking mound.

She peeled off her bra slowly. Her breasts were magnificent round mounds slightly larger than I could cup my hand around. Her aureoles were small and seemed to be one with her nipples. I couldn't tell where the base of the nipples began. Together they were conical, maybe an inch in diameter and protruded almost as far above her breast. As she moved around the room, she invited each of us to feel the mounds she had just exposed. She bent over each of us in turn and gave the sweetest kisses as her breasts were carressed.

My turn came. Her nipples were hard as rocks but rocks covered in the smoothest, warmest, softest covering. The breasts themselves almost fit into my cupped hands and were warm, soft, pliable and elastic mounds. Her moist and gentle kiss was the sweetest thing I had ever felt. My penis felt like it would tear out of my pants.

After making the rounds, she did a couple of pirouettes and pulled her panties down her legs and over her feet. She exposed a triangle of light golden brownish red hair. It would exactly match her head if it were a bit thicker. Through the light growth I could see a slit extending between two mounds of the softest looking flesh. She danced among us and then sat down in the large chair facing us. She raised her legs and bent them at the knees. Then she pulled them close to her and spread her legs as far as they could go. She allowed her body to slump in the chair.

I could see that the golden reddish-brown hair only went a short distance between her legs. The slit that started in front proceeded between the fleshy mounds all the way to her butt crack and merged with it. My penis wanted nothing other than to explore the slit between those fleshy mounds. My heart beat fast, my mouth was dry and my breathing shallow.

Corey went up and said something about labia majora and invited everyone to feel. I could barely stand but joined for a chance to feel those exquisite mounds. They were as soft and warm and yielding and smooth as I could have imagined. I am sure Susie made a slight moan of pleasure as I ran my finger along the slit from front to back yearning to feel what lay within.

Corey stepped up again and Susie reached around to hold the two soft mounds, separating them at the slit and exposing more within. Corey pointed out the small delicate labia minora and the urethra, and Susie's clitoris with its covering hood. Corey then pulled apart the labia minora to reveal the vaginal seat of pleasure and invited us all to come and feel yet again. As everyone came forward and felt I could see Susie was squirming slightly, not from discomfort but from the pleasure she was feeling as fingers probed her most intimate and sensual body parts.

She moaned slightly as I first touched her clitoris and felt the hardened small bead within, She moaned again as I lightly squeezed her labia minora between my thumb and finger. Then I inserted one, then two fingers inside her. She squirmed slightly in pleasure. It was extremely soft and moist inside. I could feel many folds of skin and when I pushed to the furthest depth of her vagina I felt a firm mound with slight indentation. I withdrew my fingers and smelled them. The smell was sweet but musty and the taste was slightly salty. I wondered if there was some way I could go the rest of my life without washing off this wonderful moisture. Meanwhile, I was sure my penis would explode. If it were to explode it wouldn't be any more painful.

Corey then went into a discussion of the 'G-spot'. He told us it was a rougher spot on the front vaginal wall that many women found sexually exciting. He inserted his finger and said that you could tell what excited a woman by watchin the woman's reaction. He said every woman was different and that Susie's eyes teared slightly as her G-spot was touched. He said other women flared nostrils or had a twinge at the edge of the mouth or any number of other reactions and that different women reacted best to different touches on different parts of their bodies. I have no idea how he knows this since I didn't think he had much experience with women. So far as I knew, Susie was his only girlfriend, ever.

He invited us to once again insert our fingers and see if we could locate her G-spot. With all the fingering I understood why Corey had insisted we wash our hands thoroughly before we started. When it was my turn I could easily feel the rougher spot but wasn't sure I detected the tears in Susie's eyes. I felt I needed to say something so I told her quietly, "Thank you for doing this. I hope you are enjoying it, I sure am."

She replied, "You're welcome, Howard. I'm glad you are enjoying it and, yes, I am too."

When everyone had finished, Corey held up an instrument I had heard of but never seen, a 'speculum', which is used to spread a woman's vagina for medical examinations. Corey inserted it into Susie and spread her vagina. He then invited us all forward to look inside with a small flashlight and see Susie's cervix. It was the firmer mound I had felt when my finger was deep inside her. It looked like a small, pink hill with a tiny crater in the top. That crater was the entrance to Susie's uterus.

I haven't mentioned Sally. Sally was a girl who was good at math, on the high school math team and hung out with us a lot in high school. She was a good student and went on to Stanford. A few of the guys dated her on a regular basis and there was a rumor that she "put out," having sex with any guy who asked her. One of the guys she dated said she asked him for sex.

I never found her attractive and had always been inhibited when talking to girls so I never dated her. Sally is tall and thin with skinny arms and legs. Her fingers are also very long and thin. In keeping with the general theme, her face is also thin but with a large, somewhat hooked nose. Her nose is large but not so large as to be completely unattractive. She has dark brown hair and dark, penetrating eyes which seem to be staring a lot.

Sally was there during Susie's presentation. I guess one of the guys that Sally dated had invited her. Sally asked to show herself off too and Susie agreed. After Susie was done she invited Sally to come forward. The guys had to wash again and then Sally undressed. Susie remained naked.

Naked, Sally was straight as a rail, flat from top to bottom with very small breasts, not much of a butt and no waist. though her breasts were small, they had large aureoles and her nipples stuck out almost a half inch. She had dark pubic hair but her labia major were quite large so the slit was very noticeable. She has a wide gap at her crotch and inside you can see her large labia minor protruding almost an inch out of her slit. Despite this description she was not unattractive and I found the sight of her naked to be very sexy. Her large nipples and the way her labia minor protrude still get a rise out my penis just from thinking about it.

We all had a chance to feel inside Sally's vagina and she became so excited while we were doing it that she had an orgasm. I felt her stomach twitching as she orgasmed. We also looked inside at Sally's cervix using the speculum. Hers was flatter and rounder than Susie's conical one.

After everyone had looked inside Sally Susie told us all to get undressed. She wanted us to show ourselves in exchange for showing herself to us. I hesitated but then undressed quickly. This was the first time any girl had seen my penis. Well, there was that one time behind the garage when I was twelve, with my next door neighbor Karen, but I don't think that counts.

I was afraid my maximally erect penis would be an embarrassment but then I saw every one had the same condition. My penis is the one part of my body that's not an embarrassment. It's over nine inches long when erect and was always one of the bigger ones in the showers after high school gym classes. I got my share of kidding about my body but, thankfully, not about my penis.

Some of the boys were covering their crotches with their hands and Susie told them "to be proud of their penis." She talked about how their penis would make a woman really happy and also make children. She went around and gave every penis a light caress, holding it for a fleeting kiss on the tip. She gave mine a slight lick of the tongue too. Sally sucked it all the way into her mouth. I expected to explode.

Corey then invited us all to the pool for a swim, in the nude. Susie and Sally came along and we had so much fun I forgot about being naked and Susie being naked. One of the guys told me that Sally was letting guys fuck her in the pool. "Just go over and she'll let you stick it in her," he said. I was tempted to see if he was telling the truth but didn't go over. My penis relaxed, although never completely because I kept looking over at Sally sitting in the corner of the pool and the guys around her.

Oh, Corey's father's girlfriend was there too. Susie said something about nude sunbathing to her and she stripped off a bathing suit that barely made a difference. She had a spectacular figure, large silicon enhanced breasts and a shaved pussy.

I Meet Trish

Several weeks later, Corey invited us over to swim nude in his father's pool again.

Most of us were disappointed to find that Susie wasn't there. However, Corey's sister, Kaitlyn was there. She is also a freshman and Susie's best friend. Kaitlyn is also a beautiful girl but not as beautiful as Susie. She is more filled out with larger breasts. Her stomach protrudes very slightly but not at all unattractively. Her pubic hair is dark, curly and thick. No hint of the rest of her sexual parts could be seen through her bush. Unfortunately, she is not as friendly as Susie either. She spent most of her time talking to Corey and Sally."

I was eyeing Kaitlyn when I heard Susie's voice saying "Hey Guys!" I anxiously turned and looked. Susie was coming out of the guest house naked, followed by a bunch of girls. Some of the other girls were naked but most had on swim suits. Susie asked us to come out of the pool and to meet them. Didn't she realize we were naked?

Corey jumped out. I didn't mention that he has the biggest penis I know of and I've seen some of the big ones those porn guys on the internet have. The girls just stared at it. Kaitlyn, and Sally also jumped out followed by a couple of the guys. I decided I might as well but couldn't help covering my genitals with my hands.

As we came up, Susie was admonishing us to "be proud of your penis" and "let it all hang out" so I awkwardly held my hands at my sides. The girls were giggling almost uncontrollably. Susie insisted that each of us come forward as she named us. When any of us came up covering our genitals, Susie told him to "be proud" and gently pulled the hands away. I think she wanted the girls to admire each and every penis and each and every testicle.

Then the girls came forward and she introduced them. When she was done Corey invited them to join us in the pool. Susie encouraged them to get naked. A couple got undressed and others jumped in with their swim suits. All of them had good bodies. Most seemed to have small breasts. Those that got naked had breasts of a size similar to Susie's. None had figures that compared to hers but all had noticable waists. I followed a particularly good looking butt with noticeable pubic hair and labia visible in her crotch back to the pool.

I swam to the side of the pool and watched Susie convincing the remaining girls to swim naked. Most of those she talked to eventually came in naked and I was enjoying the parade of attractive feminine flesh. Some were a bit heavy and some were too thin but there wasn't a bad looking one in the bunch.

Susie gave up on the last two and got in the pool herself. I amused myself hoping to get glimpses of tits, butts and twats. The effort was unsuccessful unless one of the girls got out of the pool. This happened occasionally as they got out to dive back in or had to chase a pool toy that escaped.

Susie came over to me and started talking. She pointed out one of the girls, "Trish", who had remained out and asked me to go talk to her. "What will I say?" I asked, knowing the answer. Every once in a while one of the guys would ask Susie about asking for a date or talking to a girl he liked or wanted to get to know. Her answer was always the same. It was, basically, to talk about things we had in common, things the girls enjoyed, avoid talking about ourselves and not to act like we were better than they were. I got the standard statement with one addition.

"You might start by asking her if your being naked bothers her. Cover up with a towel if it does."

After some persuasion I got out and walked over. "Hello, Trish," I started, "You don't want to get in?"

"No, I think I'll just stay here and watch."

"Does the nakedness bother you? I can cover up if mine does."

"Oh no, not really. Well, seeing so many cocks is a bit overwhelming."

"Don't forget the testicles."

"The what? Oh, you mean the balls. Yeah that's a bit overwhelming too. But not as much as the cocks."

"I can cover up."

"Please don't. Maybe one cock nearby will help me. And the two testicles, of course."

"Of course," I said and pulled a chair over.

"So what are you thinking of while you're sitting here?" I asked.

"Well, to be honest, I was hoping to get a better look at some cocks and balls."

"Funny, I was sitting in the pool hoping to get a better look at some tits and twats."

She giggled loudly.

"You can't get much of a look at any of them under water," I attempted an explanation. "That's why I brought a cock and balls over to you."

"Thanks," she said and did take a look. "Yours is particularly nice and long."

I continued by talking about her plans and, finding that she would be attending the community college, asked about her classes. She started asking about my classes. I tried to avoid that and got back on the subject of what else she did. During the discussion she begin playing with my penis. She had her hand in my lap and was flipping it back and forth with her fingers. It felt really good.

She said, "If you will spread you legs a bit, I'd like to feel your balls." I obliged. That felt even better.

"I love your playing with my male parts but I'd like to reciprocate with your female parts," I said, somewhat boldly, hoping she wouldn't reject me.

"Well, I assumed you would but I'm not going to allow it here in front of everyone."

"I could do it in the water. No one can see what's going on there if we stay to the side away from everyone."

"Well, maybe."

"Come on, I'll show you how to get in." I got up, backed a bit from the pool, ran and jumped in, "cannonball!"

I jumped out and ran back to her, "Come on."

She smiled, saying, "I don't think I quite grasp the technique. Could you do that again?" I did.

When I got back, she said, "I think I see how it's done. Would you wait here for a bit?"

"Sure," I said.

She stripped off her swim suit, backed up, ran and performed her own excellent cannonball. I watched her small, round butt jiggle slightly as she ran. From the back her slim figure with its small waist was almost perfect.




Susie Ch. 09



Chapter 9 -- Susie Takes His Load

The pleasure coursed through her body. She couldn't believe how good it felt. But in a minute she recovered enough to remember what she was supposed to be doing. His cock was still rock hard as she took it back in her mouth. She was bound and determined to return the favor. She speeded up her hands, using both hands to grasp his cock, stroke it, squeeze it. She rubbed his balls and slipped a finger down to his asshole. He raised his hips when she did that, giving her better access. 

She could feel him building. This time she would be ready for him. She wanted him to cum in her mouth. She didn't want to gag. She wanted to take all of him. 

He started fucking her mouth and moaning. He put his hand up to her pussy and stroked it. He stuck his fingers in her cunt, and finger fucked her. But he now knew that he would cum a third time today. She was doing such a good job.

"I'm cumming," he gasped, warning her. But she didn't stop. She kept on sucking and stroking. He raised up his hips and unloaded. She took it all, still sucking and stroking as his cum hit her throat. She swallowed and continued. She wanted to suck all his cum out of his cock. She was doing a pretty good job, he thought.

Finally he was through, but she continued to suck. "That's enough, babe. I don't think there's anything in there," he laughed.

She let go of his cock and unmounted him, turning around and laying back down on his chest bringing her face to his, rubbing her body on his body. They looked into each other's eyes and for the first time they kissed. It was a passionate kiss that did not stop for a while. He opened his mouth and lightly pushed his tongue between her lips and found her tongue. He brushed lightly over her tongue. She got the message and returned the favor.

His hands went to her ass and he squeezed and rubbed it. Her hands went to his head and she ran her fingers through his hair. It was such a passionate kiss. They had shared so much. The explored each other's mouth. He kissed her lips, her nose, her whole face.

She looked into his eyes and said "I love you."

He reacted swiftly. His eyes got narrow and he said "Susie, don't go there. You cannot fall in love with me! I told you I am married and you are 18 years old. The feelings that I've given you today are wonderful but if you can't deal with them without falling in love, then we don't ever need to do this again."

Susie was shocked. It just slipped out, but she was surprised by his reaction. She climbed off him and he could see that he hurt her feelings.

"Susie, these feelings are powerful and you've never experienced them before. But please don't confuse wonderful feelings for love. Love is completely different. This is just sex. And some day you will meet a wonderful guy and fall in love. But this is not love."

She looked at him with a tear in her eye. "But it feels so real," she replied. 

"Yes, it does. But you need to keep those feelings under control. We have shared some very intimate moments. But this is not love. You'll find love some day. This is not it."

"I'm sorry. It just came out."

"That's OK, but if you can't handle it emotionally, we've got to stop."

"I don't WANT to stop! I want to learn more. I want you to fuck me."

This time Jim was more sensitive. "Susie, you're not ready for that. This is the first time you've been touched by a man, isn't it?"

She nodded her head.

"Susie, I'm not the guy to take your virginity. That needs to be special, someone very special. Someone you can have a future with. There's no future with me. I'm not leaving my wife...even for such a beautiful woman like you."

She looked at him thoughtfully. "You think I'm beautiful?" she asked.

"Susie, you are a magnificent woman. Look at yourself. You have a perfect body. You have such beautiful eyes. You're exciting. You're sexy as heck."

"Then why don't you want me?"

"Susie, it's not that I don't want you. I HAVE a wife. I'm in love with Sandy. Her body isn't perfect any more but I'm in love with HER. And I will NOT throw that away. Even for you."

He reached out to touch her. She leaned over and he put his arm around her. She snuggled up under his arm. She thought about what he said. "Can we still do what we've been doing?"

"Will you fall in love with me?"

She sighed. "No." She wanted to, but she saw his point.

"Promise?"

"I'll try. But you have to be patient with me. Today was so intense."

"I will, Susie. But no more L-word, OK?"

She nodded and reached out to his cock. It had shrunk dramatically. She started to rub it again.

"Susie, I think he's had all he can take today," He laughed.

"I LIKE him."

"Had you ever seen a cock live before?"

She shook her head. "I never understood what a cock would look like. It was awesome!"

"I don't know about awesome. It's pretty average."

"Right now it's cute," she smiled.

"CUTE? I like awesome much better," he laughed.

She looked up at him. "Will you kiss me again?"

"No L-word, OK?" She nodded.

He leaned down and they kissed. His hands ran over her body. Her hands did the same. Their kiss became more passionate. Jim had learned from Sandy that if he spent time kissing her he could have anything he wanted. Susie started breathing heavy. Jim broke their kiss and leaned down and licked her boob. Then he put his hands under her ass and lifted her on top of him. She straddled him and he pulled her up on his chest. 

"Sit up," he commanded. When she did, he pulled her up further until her legs straddled his head. He held her ass as he pulled her pussy closer to his mouth. He looked up at her face. She was looking down at him. He pulled her a little closer and began to lick her pussy. He could feel her ass quiver as he began. In a minute she closed her eyes and rolled her head back. 

"Mmmmmmmm," was all she could say. She was thinking to herself...it's just sex. It's just sex. Enjoy it. She arched her back and clamped her knees around his head. It felt SO good. She knew the feelings now of an approaching orgasm and she wanted it bad. She was squirming on his face. He was holding on to her ass hard. He loved the feel of her ass. The taste of her pussy. The way her pussy grabbed at his tongue. He spread her ass cheeks. He knew her orgasm was near, but he was not going to stop this time, even if she pleaded. She was multi-orgasmic and he was going to see how many times she could cum in a row.

As he felt her first orgasm starting, he stuck his finger in her asshole. That did it. She came all over his face. "AAAAHHHGGG," she cried as she trembled and shook and stretched and arched her back. 

He continued licking with his finger in her asshole. Her knees started to bang against his head, but he continued. He was looking up her body. What a magnificent view. Her boobs were bouncing. Her nipples were hard. She was rubbing her boobs. As soon as her first orgasm finished the second one followed. Then a third. She was panting and panting, moaning and moaning. He was hanging on for dear life. She was smothering him. He was having a tough time breathing, but he hung in there. The orgasms were coming one right after the other...almost a continuous orgasm.

Finally she went limp in his hands. She fell back on his belly, her whole body shaking. She was gasping for breath. He just ran his hands over her body...the parts he could reach. His cock was hard again and if it was his wife he would be rolling out from under her and getting ready to fuck her brains out. But that wasn't to be. He was determined.

Finally Susie's breathing returned to normal. Jim was lightly rubbing her pussy lips as she lay on his belly, her pussy right in front of him.

Suddenly she jerked up. "What time is it?" she asked.

Jim looked over at the clock. "Wow, it's almost 5:30!"

"Oh, my god. My folks will be home at any time. I was supposed to make supper."

She jumped off him and scrambled around looking for her clothes. She quickly dressed while he watched. When she was dressed she came over to him and kissed him and gave his cock a light squeeze. 

"Thank you. I.....loved it," she picked her words carefully.

"I did too."

"Can we do this again?"

"We'll see. I hope so."

He walked her to the door, her dressed, him still naked. Before he opened the door he took her in his arms and kissed her again. Then he opened the door and she was gone.

My goodness, he thought. What an experience. What have I gotten myself into, he laughed.

The evening went quickly for Susie. Her mom noted that she seemed dreamy. If you only knew, thought Susie.

When it was time for bed Susie rushed upstairs, turned on the light and made sure her curtains were open. She looked out and saw that the lights were on in Jim's window and he was waiting for her. She waved at him and he waved back. She blew him a kiss and then stepped back from the window and slowly started to take off her clothes...the same clothes she took off for him earlier today.

In a minute she was naked. She pulled up her desk chair to the window and sat down, propping her feet on the windowsill, spread her legs and started to masturbate. She noticed that he was also taking off his clothes and he did the same thing. They masturbated for each other and in a very short time Susie had her eleventh orgasm of the day. He had his fourth.

They were both spent. The waved at each other and blew each other a kiss and turned out their respective lights and went to bed. They both slept well.



Susie Ch. 09



She got out and ran, laughing loudly, back to me. I had a brief moment to examine an exquisite body with small breasts that could easily fit in my hand, thin wisps of pubic hair that did nothing to cover a slit which didn't cover her clitoral hood. She came so close that her breasts rubbed against my chest and my penis rubbed her belly.

"Come on, let's try that together," she said, taking my hand and leading me to the starting point. We ran hand in hand and jumped while holding hands, everyone had their eyes on us.

When I came up for air, Trish said, "We don't have that quite right, come on out."

She led me out of the pool. As soon as we got out, she pulled close, put her arms around my shoulders, hugged and kissed. I grabbed her by the butt and pulled her body hard against my penis. Her tongue darted into my mouth and moved around. I reciprocated. then our lips slowly parted.

"MMMmmmm," she said.

"MMMmmmm, indeed," I agreed.

"We need to 'be one' when we hit the water," she told me. "As we leap grab me and I will grab you. we can intertwine our legs as we come down.

My penis was getting hard. She looked down at it and grabbed it. She led me by the penis to the start, aware that everyone was watching. We ran and jumped. I twisted and grabbed her firm body. Pushing my hips against her I pulled my legs up. I felt her arms around me and her legs reach to straddle my hips. my thighs held her up as we hit the water. I felt my penis briefly push against her labia. Then it was over as we broke the surface and gasped for air. She quickly swam to a corner of the pool and I followed. We were in shallow water and she gave me a kiss.

"Well, my 'female parts' are ready, willing and able," she said. I reached down. She had her legs apart so I could easily put my whole hand between them. I felt the softness of her labia majora and caressed them lightly. She arched her back and came back up to give me a hug. I reached my other hand up to stroke her breast. her nipple hardened at my touch and swelled. She kissed me and inserted her tongue. I used two fingers to separate the labia and pushed between, feeling small labia minor swelling at the touch. I moved my thumb in and felt for her clitoris. It was nice and hard, much larger than Susie's, or maybe just more erect and excited. I realized how little I had to compare with.

As I rubbed her clit and stroked the entrance to her vagina her kiss became more intense and I could hear her breathing getting heavier and heavier. I was debating whether to push my finger inside or instead try to maneuver my penis in when Susie announced the time. Trish said that she had come with some other girls and needed to be leaving.

A couple of girls began scrambled out to get dressed. One girls was in her swim suit and stripped it off to dry off. I guess she no longer cared that she was naked and the boys could see. A couple of the guys offered to dry them off and they agreed.

I followed Trish out of the pool and she handed me her towel and stood for me to dry her off. "Trish," I said. "Can we get together sometime?"

"Absolutely, what would you like to do?"

I searched my mind, It was a blank so I asked, "Is there anything you would like to do?"

"The first football game is next weekend," she said. "There's always a dance afterwards. How about we go to both together?"

"Sure, shall I pick you up?"

"Absolutely."

"What about your address, maybe your phone number?"

"Susie has them." She called to Susie, "Susie, can you be sure Howard has my address and phone number?"

Susie called back, "Of course, Trish."

Too much beauty to be believed and it was disappeared inside her panties and bra and jeans and blouse.

After she left, panic struck. The dance! I didn't know how to dance. I would make a complete fool of myself!

I went over to Susie and told her my dilemma. She said, "Why don't you just tell her that you can't dance and ask her to help you. She'll be happy at your honesty and will be more than happy to help. remember what I said about you not acting superior? This way you will show her that you need her help. She'll like that."

Trish, Lucy and Colleen

When I got home I called Trish and asked to meet her. I wanted to see her again and ask her to teach me in person, not over the phone. I work at an oriental place in the mall food court and she agreed to meet me at 2:00 when I had my lunch break.

At 2:00 I watched for her. Then I saw her walking over with two other girls. Both were good looking but one was a stunner. She was really tiny with long red hair and a pale, heart shaped face. I could hardly take my eyes off her as I greeted Trish, "Hi, Trish, can I get you something to eat before I get my own? It's on the house. I recommend our spring rolls."

"Hi Howard!" she said to me. "Sure, get me some spring rolls and a drink. Do you two want anything?"

The "merely good looking" one asked for a spring roll and the stunner said, "No thanks."

I was having trouble keeping my eyes off her, "Are you sure?" I said. "The spring rolls are really good. So is the tempura. Lot's of stuff to put over rice," I gestured at the steaming pans in front of me.

She cast her eyes down and said, "well okay, maybe a spring roll too."

I gave the three cups for drinks, got the spring rolls, threw a bunch of chicken curry over some rice for myself and told the manager who stayed in back doing the cooking that I was taking my break.

When we sat down Trish introduced me to the other two girls, "Lucy" and "Colleen", the stunner.

Lucy said, "So you were hanging out with Trish at the pool?" She giggled and added, "really hanging out".

I decided to be totally honest, "Yes, I guess I was. Trish had some pretty good looking parts hanging out too."

More giggles and Lucy said. "Trish, you didn't say anything about 'good looking' parts. It sounded like they were big, not necessarily 'good looking'."

Trish said, "Lucy, it's not like I have a lot of parts to compare with."

Lucy responded, "I thought you said there were lots of guys with parts hanging out."

Trish replied, "Well I didn't get a good look at their parts."

While they bantered my eyes were drawn to the stunner. "Hi, Colleen," I said, "you look familiar."

Trish broke in, "Oh, maybe you've heard of her, this is Colleen Murphy, she's a pretty good diver and going to State on a scholarship."

"Of course," I said. "You were at my high school and were the local diving champion when I was a senior. There was a lot of stuff about you in the school paper. I think you finished second in the state championships."

Colleen had her eyes down and said softly, "I finished third in my sophomore and junior years but first my senior year."

"Collen's a bit shy around boys," Trish said.

"Especially those who go around naked," Lucy added with her ever present giggle. Colleen's face turned a beautiful pale pink and she turned her head away.

"Well, I don't usually go around naked," I said. "Colleen, I promise to keep my clothes on in your fetching presence."

"Ohh, 'fetching'," Lucy said. "I think he likes you, Colleen." Colleen's face grew a darker pink.

"I'm sorry, Colleen, I didn't want to embarrass you, but I do think you are quite attractive." Then, in an obvious afterthought, I quickly added, "as are you other two girls."

Trish said, "Well after our dance, feel free to ask her out. It's not like we are going steady."

I said to Colleen, "I would guess you would have guys bugging you constantly."

Lucy answered for her, "Well they do but she usually turns them down."

Colleen said, quietly, "my parents insist on meeting any boys before I go out with them and they're pretty strict about it."

Trish said, "You are old enough now that you don't need their permission."

"I know," Colleen said. "But they're doing what they think is best for me and I am living with them while attending 'State'."

"Won't your scholarship pay for a dorm?" Lucy asked, "you should get away from home and live in the dorm."

"I like it at home," Colleen said shyly.

Lucy said, "Well I understand your parents. Most of the guys who ask me out only want inside my pants. It makes me a bit reluctant to go out anymore."

"I thought you liked those guys inside your pants," Trish said.

"Well, it's fun and even a bit exciting but once they get inside they never ask again. That's not too flattering."

"So you two have had sex?" I said to Trish and Lucy.

"Yes," Trish said. "But many of the guys who ask me out get really creepy once they have me alone. I refused to have any more to do with most of them. I think you're different, Howard."

"Well, I didn't need to get inside your pants when we met since they were already off." I joked.

"Your pants were off, not mine," she reminded me.

Then I remembered what I had come over for. I was embarrassed in front of the other two girls and said, "Trish, I have something to ask you in private. Can we go somewhere to talk, just for a moment?"

"Sure, can you excuse us?" she answered.

We went off to the side of the food court, a bit away from the tables and I told her I couldn't dance and was afraid of being embarrassed at the dance. She looked like she expected me to break the date. When I asked her to help teach me, she brightened up and said, "Of course, my parents want to meet you anyway. My mum would love to have you for dinner. How about this evening? Come by at 5:30."

I asked, "You told your parents about me?"

"Of course, you asked me to the dance. Don't you think I would let them know I am going to the dance with a boy and they would want to know about him?"

"Oh, I was thinking you told them about being naked and all."

"Of course I did, silly, they wanted to know about you and how we met."

"I would think that would cause them to refuse to allow you to go out with me."

"My parents aren't Colleen's parents. You'll see when you meet them. My mum thought the story of you guys being naked was 'precious' and my dad, ... Well, my dad is my dad, you'll see when you meet him."

"You told them we touched each other and they weren't bother by that?"

"I think they would be more bothered if I hadn't touched you. After all, we were sitting right next to each other talking about 'cocks and balls'. My dad, particularly, would think there was something wrong with any guy who sat next to me while I was naked and didn't 'feel me up'.

"Your parents do seem like 'one of a kind'," I said as we went back to sit down.

"More like 'two of a kind'," she joked as we sat.

"So what was that about?" Lucy asked.

"Howard wants me to help him be a better dancer. He doesn't want me to show him up at the dance," Trish said. "He's coming to my house tonight so I can help him."

"He's going to meet your dad!" Lucy said with a laugh. "I wish I could be there."

"You better be ready," Colleen said quietly. "Trish's dad takes some getting used to."

"You're used to your own parents," Lucy told her. "He's a real kick for most of us."

"All I know is that every time I am over there he asks me if I have had sex yet," Colleen said, "and when I tell him 'no' he always says, 'Crazy fool boys!' He embarrasses me."

When they got up to leave I got up my courage and stopped Colleen, whispering to her, "maybe you would go out with me sometime. I'd have no qualms about meeting your parents before."

"I'll think about it," she replied. Colleen kept her face down and thought for a while. "I think my parents would object if they found out you were going around naked in front of naked girls."

I responded, "Colleen, That was kind of a one time encounter, not something I have ever done before or expect to do again."

Then, very shyly and very, very quietly she said, "Trish said she touched your privates and you touched hers. Is that true?"

"Yes," I said, "that's true."

"My parents would never approve," she said, "they would never want a boy touching my privates and me touching his." I think she had her hand at her crotch and was rubbing it.

"Well," I said, "I am a really good student and don't usually touch girls' privates or let them touch mine. Perhaps I can meet your parents before we go out and they would agree."

She finally looked directly at me. My heart leapt, what a gorgeous face and what a fabulous smile. "Maybe they would if you came and talked to them," she said.

Trish's Dad

My parents were a bit surprised that I was going to a girl's house for dance lessons. "She wants me to meet her parents too." I said.

"Well, don't be too late, and enjoy yourself," my mom said. I think she was glad to see me with any kind of social life.

I arrived just after 5:30 and Trish's mom was home. Trish introduced me and then we went up to her bedroom. Trish started talking to me about what songs we should practice to. I said, "I don't know what they play at the dances, we should just use things they might play."

I'm not much into the current music but Trish sure seemed to be. She pulled out a few CD's and played some for me. "How about these?" she asked.

They sounded difficult to dance to but I said, "Sure, if that's what you think. I am entirely at your mercy."

She giggled and her mom called us to dinner. As we came into the kitchen her dad said, "A guest! Introduce him, Trish." He seemed pleasant enough. Why did Colleen think I needed to be prepared?

Trish introduced me to her Dad and two brothers. Larry her older brother was four years out of high school and worked as an assistant for a heating and air conditioning company. Her younger brother, Danny, was a sophomore in high school.

Trish told everyone that she and I were going to the dance this Friday and that I was here so she could teach me to be a better dancer.

Her dad said, "You give her a real good time, understand?" and gave me a wink.

"I'm not sure I do?" I thought maybe I did.

"Sure you do. Larry, you know what I mean? Can you explain it?"

Her older brother said, "A really good time!" and gestured with one finger pushing into a circle made with his other hand.

"You expect us to have sex?" I exclaimed.

"Well, if you're going to be crude about it, yes," her father said.

He continued, "Look at her. Darling stand up and show yourself."

Trish got up and turned around for me. "You can't tell me you don't want a piece of that! Lift up your skirt, sweetie."

She lifted it showing a pair of panties labeled "eat me!" pulled tight around her genitals and showing a glimpse of cameltoe.

"Any red blooded man would want to get his prick inside those panties. And his tongue for that matter, wear those on your date, sugar!"

I was astonished. It made me wonder if the guy was some sort of pervert.

"But don't knock her up bud or we bring out the shotgun!" Larry said with a laugh.

"Don't worry son, she's on the pill. Hey, Larry, get him the name of that motel you always take your honeys to."

"You expect me to take Trish to a motel?"

"Sure, son, better than the back of a car or the hard dirt under the bleachers. Nothing's too good for my little sweetheart." He gave Trish a smile.

"So, I guess you don't expect her back until the next day?"

"As long as she's having a good time keep her until school on Monday!" He laughed.

Then he issued a warning, "but I better not hear you hurt her or kept her a minute longer than she wants."

"Yes sir!" I said.

Larry came back with a piece torn from a sheet of paper. Trish's father handed it to me with $40. Here, this is an inexpensive but nice place. Get the room before the dance. I don't want my little blossom here sitting out in a car. Fill her up good son." 

"Fill her up?"

"Yes, fill her," he indicated Trish, "With 'C'-'U'-'M' I need to spell everything out for you, I guess. I'll give you a bonus if she's oozing it when she returns." He laughed.

"Well sir, very few girls parents want them to be fucking the boys they go out with, especially on a first date. Am I to understand that you don't expect me to wear a condom?"

"A 'condom'?"

Larry whispered over to him, "A rubber, dad, a rubber."

"Oh, a rubber. Those things aren't worth shit. Besides doing nothing they keep both parties from enjoying the full experience. Isn't that right dear."

Trish's mother had been sitting there silent during the entire time. I wondered what she thought of this blunt discussion. She spoke, "Yes, dear." She turned to me, "Howard, we used them and ended up with Larry here, not that we don't love him as much as the world. Then we stopped using them and I enjoyed having Stanley inside me so much more."

"And I enjoyed it so much more too. No rubber covered pricks for my daughter, she deserves the best. Larry here tells me that a lot of the slits he beds insist on them. But I bet it's better when they don't, hey Larry?"

"Yes, sir, it is!" Larry said with enthusiasm.

Thankfully, the conversation turned to sports and then to what I was doing at school.



Susie Ch. 10



My name is Howard Duncan. I am 19 and am about to begin my second year at the local community college. I am preparing for a career in civil engineering and the community college is an inexpensive way to get my first couple of years of college. I am writing this at the request of Susie O'Connell. She wants my perspective.

I met Trish Jones through Susie O'Connell who is my friend Corey's girlfriend. Susie invited a bunch of girls over to a nude pool party at Corey's father's house and asked me to go talk to Trish who was sitting by herself. We hit it off pretty good and arranged to go to the first football game and the dance afterwards.

I had neglected to think that I couldn't dance and so arranged to meet with Trish for her to give me dance lessons. I had dinner at her house where I met her dad who made it clear he expected me to have sex with her.

Oh, I should mention that I also met two of Trish's friends and was really smitten by one of them, Colleen.

Sex in Trish's Room

After dinner, Trish took me into the living room. She went upstairs and brought down a small portable CD player with speakers and started a song she said they might play at the dance. As she started showing me some dance moves I said, "That discussion about having sex was really uncomfortable. Is your dad always like that?"

"Well, mostly with the boys. I think he expected some guy to have sex with me the first day I stepped into high school. My mom had started me on the pill a month before and then every week or so, they would ask if I was still a virgin in one way or another. Finally I told them I had had sex under the bleachers with a Junior. That kept them pretty quiet. Every once in a while I make up a guy and a story for them."

"Does your dad molest you?"

"Oh no!"

"With all that talk about having sex, what about your brothers?"

"Absolutely not. My dad says any real man can get a woman of his own without preying on his sister or other relatives. He calls it a 'perversion'."

"What about your mom? She was pretty quiet."

"Well she thinks my dad knows more about boys and trusts him when he says they need sex a couple of times a week to 'keep it lubricated', that's his usual phrase. With me, she's not so sure. They had sex in High School and then got married when my mom became pregnant. I'm sure they have sex a couple of times a week and my mom seems to enjoy it. I think she wants me to enjoy myself and doesn't expect anything different from me than she did herself."

I felt emboldened by the general attitude towards sex in her family. "Trish, I really would like to have sex with you. You're father is right when he says any man would like to get his penis inside your panties, at least this man would. If you want you can feel how big it is now out of desire."

She pressed her hand against my crotch. "Yeah! want to do it right now?"

"Trish, in your home? with your parents here?"

She yelled in to her parents, "Mom, dad, I want a different CD. I think we'll just go up to my room and continue up there." She took the CD player in one hand and my hand in the other and led me upstairs.

As we passed the entry to the family room her dad said, "Have a really good time up there," and winked. I saw Larry making the finger pushing into a circle sign and her mom said, "Mind the bedspread". I guess they knew what she had in mind so I went along.

Trish shut and locked her door. She started to remove her clothes. "Wait," I said, "Take it slow, I want to savor each piece." I didn't tell her this would be my first time.

She responded, "How about I just sit here and I savor each piece as you remove yours."

"How about taking turns?" I asked as I reached down and removed a shoe.

"How about you strip to your underwear and then I strip to mine and then you remove yours and then ..."

"Okay," I said and removed another shoe.

As I took off my socks I asked, "What did your mom mean about 'minding the bedspread'?"

"Oh, I forgot, just a minute." She removed the bedspread, folded it and dropped it on the floor of her closet. "She doesn't want any cum on it, too hard to wash."

"Oh, one more thing." She got out a CD, put it in the player and turned it on. "Better mood," she said.

I was in my shorts. My penis was sticking way out.

"Oohh!" Trish exclaimed. She stroked it a couple times through the cloth.

"Your turn," I said as I sat down.

She kicked off her sandals. I said, "wait a minute," and knelt down to kiss her feet.

She said, "You've already seen this," and removed her skirt.

I said, "wait a minute," again and went over and kissed both legs from the feet to her crotch.

"Mmmmmm! Could you do that again?" she asked so I did.

She very slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She turned her back to me and pulled the front apart. Then she turned around so I could see her bra holding back her petite breasts. "Nice bra," I said. it was translucent allowing me to see the darkness of her aureoles. It was also made of thin material and the outline of her nipples pushed through the fabric. I reached up and fondled them. She pushed forward slightly.

She turned her back to me again and let her blouse fall to the floor. Before she could turn around I grabbed her waist and kissed her back starting at her shoulders and ending at her panty line just above the outward curve of her lovely butt.

I turned her around and kissed her tummy starting with her navel and working outward in circles. I put my hands over her breasts and rubbed the erect nipples.

"Oohh!" she said so loudly I knew the family could hear. Well that's what her father seemed to want.

I stood in front of her and asked, "Do you want to do the honors?"

She knelt in front of me and slowly pulled my shorts down. They caught on my penis and she pulled them back up. She reached under the waistband, pushed my penis against my body and pulled the elastic out and over. As she revealed the penis, she said, "Oh! it's bigger and harder than I remember from the pool!"

"Well its had more time to watch you and yearn for you," I explained.

Before pulling the shorts all the way down she wrapped her mouth around it and began licking the tip with her tongue. I could barely stand it. "If you're not careful I could cum before I even get inside you," I said.

She pulled her mouth away and pulled my shorts over my feet, saying, "I wouldn't want that."

She stood in front of me holding my penis in her hand. "Do you want to take off my bra and panties?"

"I would like nothing more. Turn around." I unhooked her bra and reached both hands in front, cupping them over her bra cups to remove it. I dropped the bra and fingered her nipples before turning her around. I then kissed both breasts around the nipples and ended by kissing the rock hard nipples which pushed a half inch above the round breasts. Her aureoles were also hard and slightly raised, I licked them around the base of the nipples. "Beautiful tits!" I said.

"Aahh!" she responded loudly.

Lightly and slowly I ran my fingers down her abdomen from just below her breasts to the top of her panties.

"Mmmmmm," she hummed.

I grabbed the elastic top of the "EAT ME" panties and slowly pulled them past her crotch. I had only the briefest glance of her genitals at the pool. Now I saw that she had nice, full labia which were parted in the front revealing the clitoral hood. The hood disappeared into her slit which stretched back to her butt. I felt it and discovered it ended just before her butt crack began. She continued humming as I pulled the panties down and over her feet.

I lifted her and placed her on the bed. I lifted her knees and spread her legs to give me a good look at her cunt. The front was covered with the softest curls of light brown hair. I gently spread the labia to see her paper thin, butterfly wing shaped minor labia. As I caressed them she began a long, "Ooooo" which never seemed to end. I began stroking her clit and the "Ooooo" increased in intensity.

I decided it was time to find the "G-spot". I stopped stroking her clit and the moan stopped. I gently opened her vagina and slowly inserted a finger. I watched her entire face as I touched the rough spot just inside. I began to slowly and gently caress the spot.

I inserted another finger and pushed both all the way up her vagina feeling the cervix at the end and rotating them inside. Trish began her moan again, "Ooooo". I rubbed her clit with my thumb and the moan increased. Then I began licking her clit as I moved my two fingers in and out of her vagina. Her cunt was sour, and salty with a slight fishy flavor, very yummy.

Every time I pushed my fingers in or pulled them out I paused briefly at the G-spot and gave it an extra tickle. Her moan began increasing every time I did that. I also allowed the two fingers which were outside of her to rub her labia. I began timing my licks with the G-spot strokes. Her moan was so loud I thought the whole neighborhood would hear. Then it changed. Instead of a continuous moan it became a rapid series of whoops timed with my licks and G-spot tickles. I ceased pushing in and out and just concentrated on her G-spot and clit. She pushed her hips way up forcing my fingers hard against her G-spot. She rotated them and the whoops increased. She became wetter and wetter and the flavor of her cunt was strong and really delicious.

"Whoo! Whooo! Whoooo! Whooooo!"

Then something I hadn't quite expected. Her vagina gave a huge spasm and pulled at my fingers. She let out a huge scream of pleasure that I thought could be heard for miles. I kept stroking and licking and she screamed even louder. Her abdomen joined her vagina in spasms as she ground her hips around and arched her back even more. I tried not to stop my licking and stroking.

The spasms died down along with Trish's scream. She lay quiet. Her vagina and abdomen were reduced to twitching.

"Oh my god!" she said, "Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!"

She pulled herself up, and then pulled at me so I was on top of her with my face in front of hers. She gave me a huge kiss and I thought her tongue would go all the way down my throat. "Fuck me!" she said as her tongue withdrew and her mouth pulled away, "Fuck me!"

I needed no more, my penis slid into her with no resistance. She moaned, "Ooooo."

I had the most fabulous feeling my penis had ever experienced. The warmth and gentle tightness of her vagina pressed against it in an absolutely perfect way.

I pushed in as hard as I could and then pulled out. I remembered her G-spot and tried to wiggle my penis against it as it went by. That wasn't working so I stopped pulling it out at the point where I thought the tip would be at her G-spot and pushed my hips down so the tip would push her G-spot, then I stroked in and brought my hips up so the base of my penis would push against her clit as I pulled out. Her moaning began again increasing in volume as I hit her clit and G-spot. I noticed that my penis was coming close to maximum excitement so I slowed down.

She fought out a sentence through her moan, "Why are you stopping? Fuck me harder."

I had trouble forming words myself, "If I do it any harder I will cum, I want you to cum first."

But she was not staying excited. I decided there was only one choice. I began stroking deep and hard, deep and hard. Her moan increased rapidly but my excitement was building rapidly too. I was going to explode first. One, two, three strokes and I let loose, "Aahh" I shouted. I kept stroking deep and hard even though each stroke felt like it would tear my penis apart. "Aahh" I repeated on each deep stroke in.

My penis was throbbing and semen was streaming out of it into Trish. Just as I couldn't stroke any more her vagina tightened on my penis and started sucking the cum out of it with big spasms. I heard her scream again and felt her abdomen throbbing against mine. I tried one, two, three more strokes in an attempt to prolong her orgasm. They felt strange, her vagina tightened when I pulled out, it wanted me to stay inside. On the way in her vagina helped, not in a single stroke but in a series of waves.

I was exhausted. Her vagina was quivering rather than jerking. I pushed in as far as I could. My penis was relaxing. I lay on top of her and wrapped my arms around her. Her arms came around my butt and she pushed her fingers into my butt crack and pulled me hard into her vagina. We kissed with tongues intertwined. I felt warm semen oozing down over my testicles.

We must have laid there for over an hour feeling each others bodies. I noticed her alarm clock. "It's one AM!" I exclaimed. "I need to get home."

"I wish you could stay."

"So do I, but I can't," I told her. Then I added, "We never did complete those dance lessons."

"Would you have preferred we had done that."

"Absolutely not!"

"Maybe we can finish tomorrow. Do you want to come by?"

"Okay, just dance lessons?"

"No guarantees!"

"Okay, whatever we feel like."

"I know what I feel like." She smiled.

I dressed quickly, then bent over and kissed her.

"I think I'll just lay here and relax," she told me. "Can you find the door?"

"Yes, thank you for a wonderful time, See you tomorrow."

"I had an amazing time. I can't believe anything could be like that. If my parents are still up tell them that I just want to lay here and relax. Also tell my father to give you that bonus. I think I am still oozing."

As I went downstairs I saw Trish's parents watching TV. I went in, a bit anxiously, and said. "Trish says goodnight. She wants to relax on her bed and didn't feel like coming down. Oh, Mr. Jones here's that $40. A real man pays for his own motel rooms."

Mr. Jones said, "It sounded like you two had more than a real good time tonight."

"Well I certainly enjoyed myself. Trish says you should give me the bonus and if you want you can go check, she claims to still be 'oozing'."

Mrs. Jones joined in. "I don't think I ever heard the like. If Trish's screams are any indication of her feelings that may have been the best sex anyone ever had."

"What makes you think we had sex?" I asked. "We were just dancing."

They both laughed hard. "Come back soon," Mrs. Jones said.

"Trish invited me back tomorrow. We want to practice dancing some more."

They laughed even more over that.

At the Mall

The next day Trish, Colleen and Lucy came by my work again.

"This is an unexpected pleasure," I said.

Lucy said "I hear you guys had quite a night last night."

"You told them?" I asked Trish.

"Of course. You don't keep anything like the fireworks I felt last night hidden, you tell everyone about it."

"It was pretty spectacular," I agreed. "But I'm not sure about spreading my sexual exploits around."

"Well guys shouldn't. Otherwise it seems like bragging," Lucy said. "And you can ruin a girl's reputation. What Trish has told us can only enhance yours!" She examined me with bright, sexy eyes.

"It sounded wonderful," Colleen added in a mousy tone. "Yesterday you said you would go out with me sometime. Is that still on?"

"I guess, do you object, Trish, or are we in any way a steady item now?"

"No, I don't object. Having sex has never made me a steady item with any guy."

Lucy added, "It's like usually the end of being a steady item for me."

Trish continued, "You guys are free to go out. Maybe when we get to know each other better things will be different but for now I am still 'playing the field'."

"Good, Colleen, what would you like to do?"

We spent the rest of lunch talking about things we liked to do. I don't know what Trish and Lucy talked about.

Back at Trish's

When I arrived at Trish's house the next day her younger brother, Danny, was downstairs watching TV. He greeted me by saying, "You sure made Sis scream last night. My dad will probably kill you. He told you not to hurt her!"

I told him, "I'll take my chances. Does she look to be hurting to you?"

"Unfortunately no, and most of the family seems happy. I don't know why."

"You should probably bring that up with your folks."

Trish came down the stairs and said, "Don't pay any attention to the twerp. He likely doesn't know what he is talking about."

I told her, "I'm not sure he's a 'twerp' but I agree he has some of the facts wrong."

Danny retorted with, "You shouldn't call me a 'twerp' anyway. I could tell dad and you'd be in trouble."

Trish asked me to come up to her room.

"Sometimes he can be a real pain. He's been in a real mood today," Trish told me. "I think some girl turned him down again. He comes on too strong."

"Gets it from your dad," I said.

She responded with a look that said my attempt at humor was not appreciated.

She turned on the CD player and we started some actual dance lessons. I thought they were going well but Trish started giggling, "You really are hopeless," she said.

"Hopeless, I thought I was getting the hang of it."

"Well, except that your movements aren't in time with the music."

"Oh," I felt sad, "I've been concentrating on doing the right movements."

"Well, you are getting those mostly right. But even that still needs work."

"Maybe I am hopeless. Maybe we should forget about the dance."

"Not a bad idea."

"You don't want to go with me?"

"Well, we could just blow off the dance and go right to the motel," she giggled really loud.

"I thought the idea was to go to the dance, isn't that what you wanted to do?"

"I thought the idea was to have wild passionate sex, isn't that what you wanted to do?" she was really giggling and I started to catch it.

I laughed, "Yes, that was the idea. This is all a plot to get you naked and ravish you within an inch of your life."

I grabbed and threw her on the bed. I held on to her waist and came down on top of her with my lips against hers. I reached behind her, pulled up her blouse and started working her bra hooks loose.

She pushed her hands down inside my belt. I raised my hips to give her easier access to my belt. She struggled to unbuckle it. We continued kissing. I thrust my tongue deep into her throat. Finally her bra was loose. I couldn't get it off because the shoulder straps went around her arms and her hands were working my belt buckle.

I broke off the kiss, "I'm sure there is a better way to undress each other," I said with a laugh.

"It does go better in the movies," she responded with more giggling. "I have an idea," she said, getting up and refastening her bra. You need incentive, let's continue practicing dancing. Every time you make a mistake, you remove an item of clothing."

"How do I know I make a mistake?"

"I'll tell you." She started the music.

"You moved your leg out of step," she said. "Take something off.

I removed a shoe, then another mistake and another shoe. After several "mistake" calls I was taking off my shirt, "Hey, I'm almost naked and you haven't removed anything. When do you remove your clothes?"

"The idea is to get you naked, not me!" she giggled.

"Well my idea is to get you naked." I pushed her down on the bed and kissed her again.

We got up and I said, "You have to remove an article of clothing every time you make a mistake."

"How do I know I make a mistake?" she asked.

"I'll tell you."

"Oh. How will you know ... Oh!" she laughed and started the music.

"Wrong song," I said.

"What do you mean?"

"Wrong song, you made a mistake, article of clothing please," I said with a big smile.

"Oh, yes, I made a mistake," She laughed and kicked off a sandal.

I quickly called out several "mistakes" and she joyfully removed one piece of clothing or another. Both of us were laughing as I tried to quickly think of mistakes before she could come up for one for me. Finally she squeezed one in, "Mistake!, I called 'mistake' before you did." I removed my jeans and stood before her wearing only my undershorts with my penis sticking way out.




Susie Ch. 10



Chapter 10 -- Susie Goes To The Mall

Getting together again proved harder than they thought. While Susie was 18 years old, she found that it wasn't easy to slip out of the house and go next door to see Jim. It probably would have been easier if he lived farther away.

But they still met almost every night at their windows, sometimes masturbating together, sometimes just showing off. They would call each other up and talk to each other on the phone as they masturbated. Susie had to be careful that she didn't get too loud, but she found it quite exciting to watch and listen to Jim cum. It wasn't like the real thing but they managed to enjoy it.

But there was a thought that kept going through her mind. She loved for Jim to see her naked, but she also wondered what it would be like if someone else saw her naked. Not to touch her or anything, but just to see her naked. She realized that most guys would not be like Jim. She understood that if she wasn't careful that some guy might loose control and try to rape her. She wanted her first fuck to be special.

One very pretty Tuesday afternoon...they were off school that day...senior skip day...she decided to try something new. It was warm out so she put on a sleeveless sundress on and purposely didn't wear any underwear. It had spaghetti straps and displayed her cleavage nicely.

Susie set off walking to the mall. It was just a few blocks away and she needed the exercise. As she walked down the street, knowing she didn't have any underwear on, she felt so free. She felt like she was almost naked. 

As she walked by people working in their yards she wished she could tell them she was naked underneath her dress. Her sundress was very swishy and she made extra effort to make sure it blew up, showing more of her legs.

When she got to the mall she walked around, watching all the people there, thinking they don't know I'm naked under here. Being so close to people, sometimes rubbing up against them, was so exciting. She wished she could take off her dress and walk down the mall stark naked. She laughed at herself. That would be a hoot.

When she was in the music store looking at CDs she noticed a man looking at her. She realized that he was looking at her breasts. She purposely leaned down, "looking closer" at the CDs...giving him a better view.

Susie walked past a shoe store and noticed that there was only one worker in the store, a young man, probably a few years older than her. And he was cute.

A thought went through her head. Could she do it? She walked past the store a few times. No one was in there. He looked bored. Her heart was beating fast but she knew she had to do it. Maybe she could brighten up his day, she laughed to herself.

Susie gathered up her courage and walked into the store. She looked around a bit and finally he came up to her.

"May I help you?" he asked politely.

"I don't know. I was thinking I needed some new pumps. How about something like this?"

"That's a nice shoe. What is your shoe size?"

Susie knew her shoe size was 5 ½ but she didn't want to tell him that. It would ruin her plan. 

"I don't know. Maybe you should measure my foot."

He sat her down and found his measuring device and sat down on his stool directly in front of her. He took her foot and slipped off her shoe. His hand felt nice on her leg.

Susie watched him as he started to measure her foot. She had pulled her dress up slightly so it was above her knees. Now she slowly spread her legs. She figured that he could see up her dress...and she wasn't wearing any panties. His eyes travelled up her legs and suddenly his eyes grew big and his face turned red. He looked up at her. She smiled at him, nodded, letting him know that she knew what he was looking at...and didn't mind. He looked back at her pussy. She opened her legs wider. He was breathing very hard, staring at her pussy.

Suddenly she took her foot back and slipped her foot back in her shoe. Show's over, she thought to herself as she left the store, knowing that he was watching her ass as she walked out, swaying her ass in an exaggerated way. 

Susie was SO pumped as she left the store and headed for the mall exit. That was better than she thought would be. The look on his face when he saw her pussy. Priceless.



Susie Ch. 10



She quickly called one on herself, "Oh my, I pushed the wrong button on the player," and removed her jeans. That left her in her panties and bra. She grabbed me and planted a huge kiss on my lips so I couldn't call out any more mistakes. As she released my lips I said, "mistake, you should have pushed me onto the bed."

She removed her bra revealing her small round breasts and said, "mistake, you could have pulled me onto the bed." She reached one hand in and held my penis back while she pulled my underwear to my ankles. Then she said, "Mistake, I need to be naked," and pulled her panties off. She pushed me onto the bed and kissed me as one hand massaged my balls.

I kissed back and pushed my hand between her thighs to massage her pussy.

There was a knock at the door. "Time for dinner," her mother said. "Are you staying for dinner tonight, Howard?"

I hadn't planned to stay for dinner tonight since I had been late last night. As I thought about it, Trish said, "Sure he's staying for dinner, but we're in the middle of a sexual skirmish. Can't dinner wait?"

"No," her mother said. "Please break apart and come on down. Dressed, if you please."

Trish got up and opened the door, "Mom, we are naked and were just about to start in earnest," she whined. I was on my back with my penis sticking almost straight up into the air.

"Trish, from the sound, you had a nice interlude last night. And Howard will still be around after dinner."

Mum," Trish said, "Look at that!" She opened the door fully and pointed at my penis. I'm supposed to wait to get that inside me? It's so unfair."

"It is impressive, Trish but it will be here later."

"But, mum, we had so much fun getting naked and getting it like that and I'm really leaking," She put her fingers at her vaginal opening and showed her mother how wet they were when she removed them. "What a waste!"

"Dinner time, come on down," her mother said.

"I need to call home, I was expected home for dinner tonight," I said.

"I'll call your parents, Howard," Trish's mom said.

As I reached for my clothes she said, "I want to thank you for showing Trish such a good time last night."

Then she added, "Trish tells me that was your first time, Howard."

"Yes it was, Mrs. Jones."

"I am surprised that for your first time you had the presence of mind to give her the kind of pleasure she so obviously had. I find it hard to believe that was your first time."

"Well Mrs. Jones I had two good teachers. Corey Daniels and Susie O'Donell showed me and some other boys how to please a girl and talked about hymens and such."

Trish added some explanation, "Corey was the smartest kid in high school and Susie is his girlfriend."

We dressed reluctantly and went downstairs. Trish's mom was on the phone saying, "We don't mind him being here. He wanted to go home for dinner but we insisted. Trish and he have such a good time together. It's our pleasure."

We were all seated when she hung up.

"So, you decided not to wait for the dance to show my Trish a good time," were the first words her father said to me.

"Well, yes sir, I guess we just got carried away last night."

"And were about to get carried away again this afternoon," Mrs. Jones said.

"Well I am sure Trish appreciated it. Sounded like it might have been one of the best times you have ever had, heh Trish?"

"Yes, dad, it was," Trish said.

After dinner we went back upstairs and actually did practice dancing. We were unable to get the mood back and so I parted without sex and also not feeling a whole lot better about my dancing skills.

Two days later I had a pleasant surprise. Colleen came up to me at the food court as I was eating my lunch. She was alone and wearing a tight pullover top showing two small but obvious breasts. She was practically skipping as she came to the table. Colleen is really tiny and thin. Except for the breasts and her grown-up, spectacular figure she might have been a grade school girl. "Howard," she said, "my parents said you could come over Sunday afternoon. We are going to barbeque at the pool so bring your swim trunks."

Colleen and I spent the rest of my break talking. I found out that Colleen had been a championship gymnast her freshman year. "I still work out with a local gymnastics team," she told me. "It helps with my diving but gymnastics is mostly for pre-teen girls. All the champions are 12, 13, 14 ... Something about puberty seems to slow us down."

Dance Night

The day of the dance arrived and I checked into a room at the hotel Larry had suggested. It was clean but not fancy and quite inexpensive. I left a couple of condoms by the side of the bed and even left myself a change of clothes. I went home and dressed for the dance. My mom and dad saw me off.

We went for dinner at a coffee shop and didn't talk much. I asked about how she was doing in school and a few other things that interested her but we just weren't hitting it off like we did when the subject was sex.

The team won the first game of the season so the dance mood was festive. We sat with Lucy and her date, a kind of scruffy guy who didn't go to the school. Trish and I 'danced' a few times but I was all left feet while she was grace in motion.

We excused ourselves at about 10:30 and went to the motel room. I carefully removed her dress. She was wearing a pure white satin bra and panties. I felt them and Trish moaned in pleasure as I moved my fingers over the smooth fabric pushing at the soft flesh underneath.

Trish lay on the bed and looked at me. She asked me to strip for her. I did so slowly, pausing as I removed each item of clothing. I stripped completely nude and stood with my penis sticking out, hard as a rock. She smiled at me and moved to the side of the bed. I lay next to her and began stroking her breasts and pussy through the silky fabric. She moaned lightly and held my cock.

She gave me a tender kiss and whispered, "take them off. please."

She lay with her back to me and I unclasped her bra. It came off and she lay on her back revealing the soft round mounds and hard, erect nipples. I massaged them and kissed the nipples. Then I kissed around the base of the nipples and then all over each breast. I kissed her neck and then kissed between her breasts and continued on to her belly button. I reached behind her and down to her butt under her panties. Her butt was unbelievably soft and pliable. I pulled her panties down as she grabbed my balls and began softly massaging them. I moved down and pulled her panties over her feet then moved my face to her lovely pussy. She suddenly grabbed my butt and pulled me down to her face taking my cock in her mouth. I pushed my face into her crotch and began licking and tasting that amazing sour, salty, seafood flavor.

She moaned, "Ooooo," and I slid my finger into her and began stroking her G-spot while licking at her clit. Her moaning increased in intensity. I debated whether to try to bring her to orgasm with my finger and tongue or to wait until my penis was inside. Trish decided for me. She released my rock hard, throbbing cock from her mouth to say, "get inside me! Howard, get inside me!"

As I swung around she lay on her face and pulled her legs up under her, presenting her butt to me. I positioned my cock at the entrance to her vagina. I slipped it in and felt her tighten her vagina around it. "Ooooo," she moaned as it went in to the hilt. I joined in with my own moan of pleasure.

I reached around her, held her breasts and began slowly moving in and out. Trish said, "faster, Howard!"

I massaged her breasts as I picked up the pace. Trish said, "faster, Howard!"

I began thrusting furiously in and out. Trish said, "faster, Howard!"

"I don't think I can go any faster," I said.

She replied, "let me be on top."

We rolled over so she was sitting on my cock. Her weight pushed it all the way inside. She moaned loudly, "Ooooo," and began riding my cock with amazing fury. Her back was to me and I rubbed it and ran my fingers through her soft hair.

She rocked up and down, side to side, and front to back several times a second, moaning with pleasure on each stroke, "OO", "OO", "OO", "OO", "OO", "OO", "OO", ...

I felt the cum rising in my cock. "I'm cumming," I yelled to her, "I'm cumming".

She kept up her furious pace as my cock gave up its load and I screamed, "Aagh!".

She kept riding furiously as my penis pulsed inside her, squirting semen into her. The semen poured out of her vagina onto my balls.

I felt her vagina and abdomen twitch, then twitch again and then erupt into spasms. She pushed her hips down onto me and screamed as her vagina worked furiously to extract more semen from my empty organ. I yelled in pleasure as the vaginal waves worked on me. She collapsed backwards onto my chest, semen still oozed out of her and over my balls.

I grabbed her breasts with one hand and held her belly with the other. "Every time with you is amazing," I whispered to her.

"Every time with you is more than amazing," she gasped in reply, "it's fucking fabulous fucking."

"I'm exhausted," I told her, relaxing under the comfortable weight of her body pressing against me. I gently stroked her breasts and tummy.

She rose, letting my penis slide out and turned around. She lay with her legs extended on either side of mine so my cock rested against her pussy. Her breasts pressed against my chest. She kissed me and then lay her head on my chest. I breathed in the odor of her hair as we fell asleep.

Several hours later I awoke to Trish getting up and going to the bathroom. When she came back she said, "I'm glad I don't have to clean this up," pointing to a drying pool of semen on the bed.

"I have a bunch of it on me," I said, pointing to my balls and pubic hair which were covered with the stuff.

"Come in the shower and I'll wash you off," she said.

We spent a long time in there. She scrubbed my balls and cock and pubic hair and then soaped me up all over. When she had me totally slippery she began moving her body over mine.

I grabbed the soap from her hand and spread it all over her, concentrating on her breasts and crotch. Both of us were covered in soap and we rubbed against each other. My penis rose to attention and she put a hand around it and began stroking. I responded by thrusting four fingers into her and stroking in and out, rubbing her clit with my thumb.

I put my other hand at her back and gave her a long, hard kiss. All the time we continued to move our bodies against each other.

Her stroking brought me to orgasm and I ejaculated a pitifully small amount of semen onto her hand. She laughed and continued to stroke.

My stroking then brought her to orgasm. I felt her vagina tighten on my fingers and she moaned loudly, arching her back and grabbing my penis tightly, stopping her strokes. As her vaginal spasms stopped, I pulled my hand from her crotch and hugged her tight with both arms, continuing my kiss. She hugged and kissed back.

We rinsed off and then dried each other, spending more than necessary time drying the organs at the crotch.

We pulled off the bedspread and the blanket. The semen had not seeped thorough to the sheets. We turned out the lights, crawled between the sheets and fell asleep in each others arms.

Morning After

I awoke and stroked Trish's breasts and cunt but my thoughts were of Colleen. "Today is Saturday", I thought. "Tomorrow I go to her house for a barbeque and swim." I wondered what Colleen's breasts and cunt would feel like if I had a chance to stroke them. I wondered if sex with Colleen would be any different than with Trish. I imagined her tiny body and red hair here beside me. My cock rose in response to my thoughts and pushed against Trish's body.

Trish had been awake as I stroked her and she turned to me saying, "Ready for more, are you?"

"Huh?" I said, dropping my thoughts of Colleeen.

"You're getting hard again," Trish said, "Do you want inside me for some more?"

"Oh!" I said, "only if you want to, just being naked next to you and feeling your body gets me excited."

"Especially feeling my boobs and pussy, I suppose," Trish said.

"Yes, especially feeling your sexual parts excites me," I said. "I could definitely get inside you again and bring myself to orgasm but I don't know if I have the energy to bring you to orgasm again unless you are also aroused."

"I'm not really ready for sex right now," she told me. "But I'd be happy to have you inside me one more time, even if I don't have an orgasm."

I moved on top of her and stroked my fingers inside her vagina feeling her G-spot and thumbing her clit. As I stroked, her vagina became wet and slippery. I removed my fingers and spread her legs. She pulled them up to give me easier access to her fuck hole. I positioned my cock and slipped it in thrusting slowly in and out, in and out. She moaned quietly with each stroke.

"That feels so good," she said, "even without an orgasm, that feels sooo good."

"I like the feeling too," I said. "My orgasm kind of spoils it because I can't continue afterwards."

I continued the slow stroking, pushing as hard inside as I could and pulling out so just the tip of my penis remained inside. Her breathing intensified and she closed her eyes. I kept up the slow pace and she began her orgasmic moans. They increased in intensity and she wrapped her legs and arms around me.

I continued the slow pace. She began thrusting her hips against mine in time with my stokes.

She arched her back, "faster now," she whispered. "I'm going to cum soon."

I began to increase the pace of my strokes. She began to whine and arched her back even more.

I stroked as fast and furious as I could. Her vagina exploded, crushing my penis in its grasp. I was unable to move. She screamed, hugged my tightly and gave me a huge kiss.

I continued to move my hips. My cock was so tightly in the grasp of her vagina that it couldn't move in or out but her vaginal spasms and my side to side movement caused me to quickly climax. I felt my cock jerking inside her as it tried to squeeze out what little semen remained. The combined orgasms seemed to last forever but slowly declined until we lay quietly in each others hug, our lips firmly locked together and our tongues in the other's mouth.

We separated. "Wow," Trish said. "I guess I was wrong about not being ready and You were definitely wrong about not being able to give me another orgasm."

We lay next to each other, stroking all the parts of the other's body until it was almost check out time.

We said very little to each other as I drove her home and at her house and we kissed passionately before she left the car. She said, "That was a fabulous evening and morning. I hope we can do it again." I didn't walk her to her door but watched as she went in. "Tomorrow, I go to Colleen's," I thought.

Trish and I never had sex again. I found myself spending all my time with Colleen, and that's another story, or two, or three.



Susie Ch. 11



I am Susie O'Connell and I asked Howard to add this story about Colleen to his story of Trish. I was going to write about part of this story but thought it best to have Howard tell the whole story.

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My name is Howard Duncan. I am 19 and am about to begin my second year at the local community college. This is the story of Colleen Murphy and me.

I met Colleen through her friend Trish. I had met Trish while 'skinny dipping' with a bunch of guys and girls from the math club. When I met Colleen, I was taken by her beauty. She is really tiny with a pale, heart shaped face with the most amazing oval, pale blue-green eyes framed with very light eyebrows and lashes. Her hair is light red hair which reaches just past her shoulder blades. A sprinkling of light brown freckles covers the bridge of her nose and cheeks. Her skin is almost white with a pink blush on the cheeks.

For some reason Colleen seemed attracted to me too. I've never thought I was very attractive but she took the initiative with me. She didn't ask me out but made it clear she was interested. Despite being very attractive she had little experience with boys because her parents were very protective. She even accepted a scholarship to State College to be close to home and lived at home rather than a dorm. She invited me over to meet her parents before she would go out with me and I accepted.

Sunday at Colleen's

Colleen came by my work at an oriental place in the mall food court and we spent my break talking about things we liked to do. I knew that Colleen was a high school champion diver and was attending State on a swim team scholarship. I hadn't known that she was also a gymnast. "I'm too small to be a fast swimmer but my size is an advantage in gymnastics and diving," she told me. She had been taking gymnastics lessons since she was 7 and had been taking diving lessons since she was 10. She had a pool at home with a high dive board and practiced diving every day. Every Saturday morning she took gymnastics lessons. "Gymnastics helps with my diving," she told me. I thought about seeing her lithe body in a tight gymnastics body suit with cameltoe or a form fitting bathing suit like they wear on the swim team.

I told my parents that I was going over to Colleen's place on Sunday. They seemed surprised and pleased that I had another girlfriend. I told them that Colleen was a friend of Trish's and that we really seemed to hit it off, "more than with Trish," I said. I also told them that Colleen's parents insisted on meeting her dates. "She's really really pretty," I added.

"Didn't you say Trish is really pretty too?" my mom asked.

"They're both pretty," I said. I thought a bit and told her, "But different, Colleen is really tiny and delicate with red hair, Trish has brown hair. They both have really nice figures but I think Colleen has the prettier face and eyes. Colleen is easier to talk to."

"Well I'm happy for you to have such lovely girl friends. I assume they know about each other?"

"Oh, sure. I met Colleen because she's one of Trish's friends. Trish knows I am going over to Colleen's. I think Trish wants to date other guys so she doesn't mind me going out with Colleen."

"That's best at your age," Dad said, "get to know lots of girls."

When I arrived Colleen's mother answered the door. "You must be Howard," she said. "Colleen has told us a lot about you. In fact you are almost all she talks about. She's out by the pool. Do you want to put on your suit before you go out there?"

"Thank you," I said, "but I think I'll let Colleen know I'm here first. Oh, these are for you, Mrs. Murphy." I handed her a bunch of flowers I had purchased at the grocery on my way over. Mom had suggested it.

"Why, thank you, Howard. When I saw you holding them I assumed they were for Colleen."

"You are welcome, I got them for you, for having me over," I told her.

She led me to the pool. As soon as Colleen saw me she jumped up, ran over and planted a kiss on my cheek. We hugged. She was wearing a bikini and I could really see how spectacular her figure was, with wide, freckled shoulders, a really narrow waist and wide round hips. Tiny as she was, wide shoulders and wide hips are only relative and 'narrow waist' means really narrow. I bet I could touch fingers and thumbs with my hands around it. Her body skin was as light as her face.

"Let me introduce you," she said.

There were more people there than I expected. Colleen had three brothers and two sisters. Her parents, an uncle, and aunt and three cousins: two girls, one boy, were there along with her grandmother. One of Colleen's brothers was a Junior in high school. Another brother was going to a local college and her older sister worked at an office somewhere in town. I think I remembered her being a senior when I was a freshman. Her other brother and sister were younger and in middle school and grade school. Her cousins were all younger too.

She took me in and showed me the bathroom where I could change. She gave me a hanger for my clothes and told me I could hang them in the coat closet. She kissed me full on the lips and said, "I am so glad you came." And whispered shyly, "I wish I could stay and watch." Then she flashed one breast, walked out and closed the door. That breast was just hand sized and beautifully round with a bright pink aureole and nipple. The sight was burned into my brain. As she departed I noticed she had two shallow, perfectly round dimples in the small of her back on either side of her spine, just above her butt. She was a fabulous beauty! My penis started growing and I took a couple of deep breaths hoping it would relax a bit. From what I knew about Colleen's parents it wouldn't do to have my penis making a show of itself.

I had a great time splashing and playing with the rest of Colleen's family in the pool. Everyone was so easy to talk to. I talked about my grades and colleges and the math club and the B-17 bomber. I remembered Susie telling me that parents would be impressed with me. It hadn't made much difference to Trish's parents who seemed more interested in Trish, "having a really good time," than anything else but it did seem to matter here. Colleen frequently went up on the high dive and made some spectacular dives, twisting and turning her hot body before hitting the water vertically and barely making a ripple.

I didn't really think about it but while talking about the RC airplanes I just blurted out, "I was hoping Colleen could come and watch us fly some Saturday soon." I had been planning to ask Colleen first, not blurt it out in front of her whole family. I would need to apologize to her for this.

Her father said, "I think that would be fine."

I looked over at Colleen and she was smiling broadly. I took a chance, "Would you mind if I took her to lunch first?"

Her father asked, "Would you be alone?"

I wasn't sure what to say. The guys didn't usually meet for lunch beforehand. Sometimes we had pizza together afterwards. I stated the facts. "Well, yes sir. The guys don't usually meet beforehand but sometimes we have pizza together afterwards. If you prefer, Colleen and I can just join them for pizza."

Colleen's father was about to say something and her mom jumped in, "Of course it would be okay for you to have lunch before. And pizza afterwards 'with the guys' too." She took Colleen's father's arm and they went in the house talking. Colleen was beaming. She gave me another kiss and whispered, "That was awesome! Now I don't have to ask them."

"Why did your mom take your dad away?" I asked.

Colleen said, "I think he was about to tell you we couldn't go to lunch. My mom is explaining why it's okay." She kissed me again.

The food was great and I got to rub sun block on Colleen's back. She says she can't tan and burns easily. The back of her body is as spectacular as the front. She has a slight depression that runs the length of her spine from the base of the neck to her butt crack and there is a light sprinkling of light brown freckles that seems to have been sprayed upward from her butt crack all the way to her shoulders. And then there are those two adorable dimples. I rubbed the sun block under the swimsuit bra strap and slightly under the band of the bottom so I could feel the top of her perfectly round butt. I also caressed each dimple a bit more than necessary. She sighed as I did so.

Monday at School

I was surprised when Trish met me in front of the community college student union.

"I wanted to talk to you first thing this morning. How did things go at Colleen's yesterday?" she asked, somewhat seriously.

"They went great!" I exclaimed.

"Good!" she said, "Colleen really likes you and I don't want to be in her way. If things went well yesterday then she will be really happy. I want you to know that I approve of you two being together."

"I'm happy to hear that," I said, "I was a bit worried that you would be jealous."

She reminded me that she was still "playing the field" and also told me she didn't think we would work out as a couple. "I think the sex is all that kept us together."

"Trish, I really like you but I was thinking the same thing. I don't think either of us enjoyed the dance that much and the sex in your room and at the motel was spectacular but it was, well, just sex."

She looked really sad, "That's what I thought too. I was hoping for more."

"Trish, we have plenty. We can still go out. I will miss having sex with you so I hope we might still do it."

She replied, "I'm not saying, 'no' but I'm not saying 'yes' either. Let's just see how things work out."

As she left, she smiled and waved to someone behind me. I turned and saw Colleen. I rushed to her and asked, "Colleen, shouldn't you be over at State?"

"My first class isn't until noon," she said and led me to one of the common area tables.

She started right in, saying, "You really made a hit with my family on Sunday."

I responded, "I didn't do anything. I just came over. I had a lot of fun. Maybe we can do it again sometime."

"I'm sure my family would like that," she said. "After you left, my mom and dad were talking about you. They really liked you, especially my mom. She said that you are a perfect boy for me. But my Dad said that even intelligent boys with good grades are still boys. I'm not sure what he meant by that but my mom said it was way past time that they start trusting me to do what was right because I'm over 18 and in college. She said I would do what I wanted anyway and that they needed to support me and help me do what is right."

I told her, "I think what your dad meant by 'intelligent boys still being boys' is that all boys, especially teen aged boys want to have sex with girls."

"Well girls want to have sex with them too," she said. The look in her eyes made it clear she had a particular girl and boy in mind.

I told her, "Colleen, what your mom said about trusting you was about sex too. She is saying that they need to trust you to make the right choice. She probably believes the right choice is not to have sex."

"I am sure you are right," she said with a hint of sadness.

"I think that we should show your parents that they can trust us. That means we shouldn't have sex, at least not right away."

"But you had sex with Trish, I thought maybe you liked me more than you like her."

"I do like you, and I definitely like you more than Trish."

"Then why would you have sex with her but not me?"

"Partly because I do like you more but also because her parents seemed to want us to have sex, they even expected it. You know her dad. He told me flat out that he expected me to have sex with her. And when we had sex in her bedroom she was so loud everyone heard her and then her dad gave me a 'thumbs up' when he saw me. And, Colleen ...,"

"What?" she asked.

"It was probably a mistake for me to have sex with her. We didn't really know each other and at the dance you were all I could think about. After the dance we had sex but it was not nearly as much fun as when I am with you. I don't think it would be good for us to have sex right away. We will be thinking about sex instead of having a good time together and, more importantly, we will lose the trust of your parents."

"Oh," she said sadly. "I was hoping to have sex soon. It sounds so enjoyable."

I admitted, "Well, it sure is for me and Trish seemed to enjoy it too."

"Oh, she did, she really did!" Trish said, "She goes on and on about it sometimes."

"But, the enjoyment comes at a price. I don't want to pay that price with you. I want to see if we have something that will last longer and is based on deeper feelings. There is also the possibility of you getting pregnant. Trish is taking birth control pills. Her mom arranged for that. I suspect you aren't doing anything like that."

"No, my mom and dad would never allow it. Can't we use a condom?"

"Condoms aren't very effective. I care about you and wouldn't want you to get pregnant."

"Oh! So can we go steady?" she asked.

I thought about it. "Colleen, I would like that but we haven't even been on a date yet. Maybe we should at least have a few dates?"

"Well then, "Are you going to ask me out?"

"Well, I've already asked you to lunch on Saturday and to come watch us fly our airplanes. Maybe you would like to come by and watch us work on our B-17 on Wednesday. Susie O'Connell almost always comes and is a big help. You could meet the 'fly guys' and help too."

"I'll have to ask my parents," she said.

"Do you want me to talk to them?" I offered, thinking they were really strict if they wouldn't even let her stop somewhere after school and wondered if she ever did anything on her own.

"That would be nice," she said.

"Can I drive you home?" I asked, forgetting that she would be at 'State'. " We can talk to them right after school."

She thought a moment and reminded me, "I'll be at State with my own car. Maybe I can pick you up."

We arranged for her to pick me up at my house after her last class. "I'll see if you can have dinner with us," she said as she left.

Susie's Suggestions

Later in the day I saw Susie and went over to her. She was always a good source of advice about women. I told her about Colleen and how she even asked to 'go steady'.

"That was fast ," she said. "I thought you were with Trish."

"Trish and I never hit it off," I explained. "Colleen and I found we had lots to talk about. I hadn't planned to 'go steady'. We haven't even had a date yet so I put her off, but she seems so anxious and I really do like her."

"So, what are you going to do?" Susie asked.

"I'm taking her to the RC airport next Saturday. She will probably also come with me Wednesday after school to work on the B-17. Will you be there?"

"Of course, I'm always there. But those don't sound like much of a date."

"Her parents are pretty strict. I'm not sure they will let us go to anyplace where there aren't a lot of others around."

"Well the two of you could take a walk alone in the park across the street from the RC airfield."

"I'm hoping to do that. I think it's important that her parents trust us together so I don't want to do much that might cause problems. I do like her."

"Well, if she's as interested in you as you say then you shouldn't have to worry about her rejecting any invitation. There's movies and football games and dances. If she goes to State, I bet there are loads of events over there you can go to. Ask her about what she wants to attend."

That afternoon Colleen picked me up at my home. I could tell she was nervous. "What's bothering you?" I asked.

"I'm a little worried about what my parents will think when I come home with you. They might not like me being alone with you."

"We'll get to your place so quickly after school that there's no chance we could have been doing anything untoward. Besides, I will be driving you on dates. Don't you think they will trust us that much? Don't they need to trust us that much? We could always go off on our own without their knowing."

"Well, probably."

"Colleen, you need to talk to them about both of these things. They need to trust you. And I guess they need to trust me too. If not, then maybe we need to forget about going out."

"You don't want to go out with me?"

"Colleen, I like you and I love talking to you and I want to do things with you. So, yes, I want to go out with you. But it's okay if we don't announce it to everyone."

She parked in front of her house and we went in. Her mom was in the kitchen. "Hello, Colleen."

"I picked up Howard, mom," Colleen said.

"I hope that's okay with you Mrs. Murphy. I wanted to ask you if it would be okay for Colleen to come with me Wednesday and help us build our B-17. I thought it would be simplest for us both to come together."

"I suppose that will be okay. Who will be there?" she asked.

"Susie O'Donnell will be there, Mom," Colleen said before I could add anything.

"Susie's a nice girl," she said. "Are there lots of girls there?"

"Susie's the only girl that comes," I said. "her boyfriend, Corey, is sometimes there too. He attends Cal Tech and usually can't make it during the school year. We meet at Travis Larkin's house. He has a nice, large workshop. His mom is always there and chases us out in time to get home for dinner. I'll bring Colleen right home."

"That sounds okay," she said.

I thought a bit about what Colleen had said and decided to broach the subject. "Mrs. Murphy, I don't want to do anything to disturb any trust you have in us. Will it be okay for me and Colleen to get together without checking with you?"

She seemed a bit taken aback and hesitated, "I think I will need to talk to Mr. Murphy about that."

I thought a bit about whether to bring up the subject of sex or not. I failed to resist. "Mrs. Murphy I assure you that I will not do anything with Colleen that you might disapprove of. I like her too much to risk that."

I think it took a while for her to understand what I meant. Then she said, "thanks for telling me, Howard. I suppose if you two wanted to 'do something of which I might disapprove' you would find a way do it."

I added, "Mrs. Murphy, if there is anything I can do or provide to help you know that I can be trusted with Colleen, let me know. Maybe you can talk to Mr. Murphy about that too."

"Okay, Howard, we will discuss it."

Out of the blue Colleen said, "Can Howard pick me up after gymnastic lessons on Saturday before lunch? I think he'd like to watch me practice."

Her mom said, "I guess that will be okay."

I could only think about Colleen in a tight gymnastics suit.

Colleen showed me out and stopped on the front porch to kiss me. "I start gymnastics at 9 and we're done at 11. It would be nice if you would come and watch.

I couldn't get the picture of her in a gymnastics suit with cameltoe out of my mind. "Sure," I said, "I'll get there at 9."

"9:30 might be better," she said, "After my dad has dropped me off."

"Rosie the Riveter"

The next day Colleen came by my work after school. She looked down. "I gather things didn't go well with your parents last night." I said.

"You're right," she said. "They really didn't like me only going out with you. They told me I need to get to know lots of boys. I told them I like you and not any other boys but they said I was too young to be attached to just one."

"Like I told you, we don't need to 'go steady' yet."

"I know but they clearly expect me to date other boys. They probably won't let me go on any more dates with you until I go on some with others. I don't even know if other boys will ask me out."

"Let's just go along," I said, knowing there would be no problem with other boys asking her if she didn't always turn them down. "Things will work out."




Susie Ch. 11



Chapter 11 – Jim's Office

Susie was so excited having shown off for the guy in the shoe store. She needed to cum. She had an idea. She hadn't been able to get together with Jim in his home, but...he worked downtown. He was an insurance agent, her mom and dad's agent, and she had been in his office once when she was younger. It was a quiet office, just him and a secretary.

She walked to his office and when she came to his office she noticed that his secretary wasn't there. Then she remembered that she normally worked until 3:00 so she could pick up her kids. Perfect, she thought.

She walked in the office and turned and locked the door and turned the sign to closed. She went down the hall and peeked in his office.

"Susie, what are you doing here?" he said.

"I've been missing you. I locked the door and put up the closed sign," she said as she walked into his office.

Jim was a very neat person and his desk was clear except for the file he was working on right then. Susie stepped up on the customer chair and stepped onto his desk and began to lift her dress. She was offering him a great view up her dress and she was sure that he saw that she wasn't wearing any panties. 

"Susie, what are you doing?" he asked nervously.

"Why, taking off my dress," she said as she raised her sundress over her hips, giving him a good look at her pussy, the same pussy she had just shown to the shoe store guy, she thought with a giggle.

He quickly retrieved the file off his desk and put it aside. She kept raising her dress and pulled it over her head and threw it down on the floor. She slowly turned around, giving him a great view of her body. As she turned around she bent over and looked at him through her legs. "Like what you see?" she asked. She knew he had a great view of her pussy and ass AND her asshole.

Jim gulped and nodded. She felt so in control of him. She turned around and squatted down on the desk, spreading her legs, giving him a better view than the shoe store guy. The she sat down and put her legs on his shoulders and brought her hand to her pussy. She started to rub. She was SO horny. She needed to cum. She stuck two fingers in her cunt and used her thumb on her clit. 

Jim was mesmerized watching her. "You want to lick my pussy?" she asked. He nodded and scooted closer to her pussy. He slipped his hands under her ass and pulled her to his mouth and he started eating her pussy with fervor. Susie grabbed her tits and started rubbing them, moaning. She missed his tongue on her pussy. It wasn't the same as her fingers. "I've so missed this. I needed this."

Susie was so turned on that it didn't take more than a minute for her to cum the first time. She let out a gasp and a moan and arched her back, wrapped her legs around his head and came with a vengeance. It was her most awesome orgasm yet. She felt something running down her ass. I must really be wet, the thought raced through her head. But she was already cumming a second time, and then a third.

He pulled his head out from between her legs and she collapsed on his desk, panting, twitching, her pussy and asshole clenching. He had a great view.

"You squirted," he said.

"Huh?"

"You squirted. It's like when a guy ejaculates. It's called a female ejaculation. I bet that orgasm was really intense."

Susie, was embarrassed. "I'm sorry."

"Oh, don't be. It was erotic"

"Well, it WAS an intense orgasm."

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, the front door. Jim jumped up. "Get your dress on," he commanded. She was still out of breath but she managed to slip her sundress over her body.

"Quick, out this door," showing her his private entrance.

Susie felt dirty as she left. From ecstasy to this in just a few seconds, she thought as she headed home.



Susie Ch. 11



"Oh, they also told me that I should still talk to them before going out. I think the idea of only going out with you made a difference there too."

"Maybe," I said and added, "We're still on for Wednesday and sunday, right?" and she said we were.

Wednesday we met at State and I drove Colleen to Travis place to see the B-17. I knocked on the door and Mrs. Larkin answered. "Hi Howard." Then she noticed Colleen, smiled, and asked. "and who is this?"

"Mrs. Larkin, this is my girlfriend Colleen Murphy." I told her.

"Hi, Mrs Larkin," Colleen said.

"My you are young," Mrs. Larkin said.

"She's a freshman at state, Mrs. Larkin." I blurted out. "She just looks young because she is so tiny. If you saw her in her bikini you would see she has a great figure with breasts and everything. You wouldn't think she was so young."

Colleen looked embarrassed and turned a bit pink. Mrs. Larkin said, "Well you boys seem to be picking the cream of the crop. Howard, you probably shouldn't be so eager to point out Colleen's figure, 'breasts and everything.' That would be embarrassing for any woman. I also suggest you might refer to her as 'petite' rather than 'tiny'."

I looked at Colleen. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Mrs. Larkin. Boys can be uncouth sometimes."

I apologized profusely as we went to the workshop.

As soon as we came into the workshop, Susie said, "Hi Colleen," and came over. She introduced Colleen to everyone and then took her to the side where the two of them whispered and giggled occasionally. All the guys were staring at Colleen. Then Susie said, "Don't you all have work to do?" and took Colleen over to where she was assembling the connections for the radio controller.

I was struggling to get the horizontal stabilizers attached to the fuselage. I kept dropping the small bolts and nuts which needed to be attached inside. "Could I have another pair of hands?" I called out.

Colleen came over, "What do you need?" she said.

I showed her and instead of just helping she used her small fingers to reach right in and do the attachment herself.

"Wow! that was quick," I said.

I was pretty much finished with my part of the assembly and I started looking for other parts to help with. The final assembly needed a lot of interior attachments. Whenever there was a need to work inside a part I called Colleen over and she reached right in to do much of the attachment. The guys started calling her "Rosie" for "Rosie the Riveter." Thanks to her help we were almost finished with the entire assembly when Mrs. Larkin told us it was time to leave.

As I drove her home I told her, "You were awesome. We expected to take another month to finish. If you help next week we will be done then!" When we got to her home I walked her to the door and gave her a kiss. My arms were at her waist and she moved my hands down to her butt.

Gymnastics Locker Room

Saturday I went to the gym where Colleen had her gymnastics lesson. I got there at 9:20 and wasn't sure what to do. I found the room and could see girls practicing inside but there didn't seem to be anywhere to watch from so I stood outside looking through the window. Colleen spotted me and came to the door. "Come on in, don't just stand there," she said as she led me inside. She was as spectacular as I had imagined in her suit, but no cameltoe.

"It didn't look like there was a place for spectators," I said.

She pointed to some chairs at the side. A couple of parents were sitting there. "This is Howard," Colleen told everyone. "He's my boyfriend and we're going out after practice."

I watched as she did some spectacular leaps and jumps on the equipment and then did a lot of what seemed to be dance practice but with more athletic moves. Occasionally her suit pushed into her butt crack and she had to pull it out. Most of the other girls were taller but built like rails. One had prominent breasts but none had an hourglass figure like Colleen did. I didn't pay much attention to their routines since Colleen was the star performer.

The other girls left but Colleen stayed behind and talked with me about what the equipment was and how it was used and the judging. I thought she just wanted me to know about it but discovered she had another motive. She led me through the gym and before I knew where I was I discovered she had led me right into the locker room. All the other girls were gone. She said, "I thought you might like to see this," and removed her suit.

She turned around so I could see her entire body. It was more spectacular than I imagined. Besides the fabulous figure I had seen in her bikini she had wonderful round breasts. They were just big enough to fit in my hand, about the size and shape of a half of a large grapefruit. I had had just a glance of her nipple when she had flashed me in the bathroom of her home but now I could see them in their full bright pink glory. They were slightly erect and the aureoles were perfectly round and about the size of a half dollar. At the lower end of her flat abdomen was a prominent mons veneris covered with very light red hair. A slit with a prominent clitoral hood was readily visible through the hair. Fleshy labia major were clearly visible between her slender thighs which were separated by over an inch at her crotch even with her legs together. Large, paper thin labia minora protruded from her slit between her legs and were framed by wisps of pubic hair.

She then took my hand and led it over her breasts and between her legs. The breasts were firm but elastic. Her pubic hair was amazingly soft as were the fleshy lips. "Someone may come in so the show is over for now. I have to shower. Wait outside the dressing room." She brushed her hand across my hardening crotch.

I went out in a daze able to think only about what I had just seen and felt.

After lunch we drove to the RC airfield. She was impressed by the models and asked lots of questions. Everyone was calling her "Rosie" and we tired of telling them her real name so she was "Rosie" to all the RC people. I flew my plane once and then she and I went across the street to the park. There is a path around a small lake with trees and grass and benches. I took a blanket and we laid it down on the grass in a somewhat secluded area.

We kissed and felt each other. She right away took my hands and made sure I knew she wanted me to feel her small, round breasts. She moved her hands to my crotch and I didn't stop her. I even loosened my belt and allowed her to push her hand inside my shorts to feel my naked, stiff penis. I moved my hand inside her jeans and panties too and felt the wonderful softness of her pubic hair and flesh. It wasn't quite private enough to get naked but I know we were both ready to do so.

"I really, really want to have sex with you," she told me.

"And I really, really want to have sex with you," I replied. "But I don't know how we can do it without losing your parents' trust. I am also worried about you getting pregnant."

"I think we will need to risk my parents' disapproval," she said. "And I may have a way to be sure I don't get pregnant."

"Oh, how is that?" I asked.

"Just wait. I will let you know once I am more certain it will work," she told me.

"I'll wait. I wish there was some way to do this without risking having your parents upset," I said to her. "Maybe you can talk to Susie. She and Corey have been having sex for some time and her parents know about it. I have the impression your folks know hers."

"Yes, we attend the same church. I didn't know that Susie has been having sex. I am surprised her parents know and don't do anything about it. Maybe I will talk to her."

Later we got up and went back to my car. Everyone had finished their flying and left. Maybe they went for pizza but it was too late for us to go with them. I preferred my time with Colleen to pizza anyway and I told her so.

So now I have a girl who is not only involved with RC planes but is a diving star and a gymnast. Not only is she involved with RC planes, she is "Rosie the Riveter". Besides all that she is possibly the prettiest girl I have ever seen. I wanted a girl like Susie. I have a girl who is better than Susie. If only her parents weren't so protective!

To 'Skinny Dip' or Not

We finished the B-17 two weeks later. When we told Corey it was ready he asked us to hold off flying it so he could invite everyone to his father's house for a good time at the pool, clothing optional, to celebrate the maiden flight.

"Does he really mean we can go naked?" Colleen asked me when I told her.

"Yes, I've never been in the pool with my clothes on." I said.

Colleen seemed reluctant to go. "Why do you hesitate?" I asked her.

"Well, I'm not sure I want to be naked in front of other boys and I'm afraid I won't be able to stand not having sex with you if we are both naked for a long time with each other."

"I can understand both of those. I'm not sure I want all the guys staring at you like I know they will. You are pretty spectacular with your clothes off. I am not sure how I will be able to stand seeing you naked either."

"I guess we could keep our suits on," Colleen said.

"It's not as easy as it sounds," I said, "when everyone else is stark naked."

We sat quietly for a bit and I risked a comment. "You know, maybe we should go and you should just flaunt it."

"Flaunt it? You mean my body?" she asked.

"Yes, your body. When Susie had us all get naked for her she said we should be proud of our penises and not cover them up. You can definitely be proud of your body. You can even do dives and maybe,..." I hesitated, "maybe you could even do a gymnastics routine in the nude."

She laughed and feigned disgust, "That's just your fantasy."

I admitted it, "Yes it is, but you can both fulfill my fantasy and show off too. I think by 'flaunting it' you will be less nervous or embarrassed."

She thought a bit more, "What about the frustration of being naked with each other?"

"Well we can relieve that somewhat by mutual stroking in the hot tub. Maybe this is the time for actually having sex afterwards."

"Having sex afterwards sounds really great but now is not the time."

"When is the time?" I asked.

"Remember I told you I think I know how to avoid me getting pregnant?"

"Yes," I said.

Well, I found a book my mom has about 'Natural Family Planning' that uses no pills or anything. It's like the 'rhythm method' but more scientific and accurate."

"I thought the rhythm methods don't work," I said.

"This one does because it involves watching the symptoms of ovulation like temperature and vaginal discharges. It's supposed to be very effective if you only have intercourse on the days it says the woman is not fertile. I've been tracking my symptoms for the last month and it exactly predicted my period. To use it we can only have sex during a couple of weeks each month. The method assures us that I can't get pregnant then."

"So we have to wait for one of those weeks," I said.

"Well, to be sure I have the method right and am properly interpreting the symptoms we should wait another month or two. The method requires me to chart the symptoms and interpret them. Being able to precisely predict my period is how I know I have it right."

"So, another couple of months," I said sadly.

"Just in time for your birthday," she said with a smile.

"Are you proposing you give yourself to me as a birthday present?"

"Well I expect to get as much as I give, but yes, I propose that we plan for sex on or near your birthday."

"That is definitely something to look forward too!" I exclaimed.

"You know," she said, "I still haven't talked to Susie about how she told her parents and I think I'll ask her about the 'skinny dipping' too."

The next Saturday at the RC airfield Colleen and Susie went to the side to talk. I debated going over but Susie saw me and shook her head to indicate she didn't want me there. So I went and sat with Corey.

"Our girls, are sure talking about something," He said, "Do you have any idea what?"

"Well, Colleen wanted to ask Susie about how she got her parents to agree with you guys having sex." I said

"I don't think she did get them to agree. She just told them and said they couldn't stop her. My mom also talked to them and that helped. Susie said her sister also helped out. They still don't 'agree' they just accept it. I think the fact that Susie had sex with other guys first also made a difference. I doubt that any of that will work for Colleen."

I thought about it and was forced to agree. "Colleen is also nervous about skinny dipping at your father's place. I think she wants to discuss that with Susie too."

"She can wear her suit if she wants," Corey said.

"Well, from my experience, it's hard to keep your suit on when everyone else is naked. I told her she should just realize she will be naked if we go."

"Other girls haven't had a big problem wearing their suits."

"Well, when Susie's friends were there a few kept their suits on but before everyone left they were all naked."

"You're right about that," Corey agreed.

The girls finished with their discussion and came over.

"Howard was filling me in about what you two might have been discussing," Corey said.

"And what might that be?" Susie asked.

"How Colleen might tell her parents that she is having sex with Howard and about 'skinny dipping'." Corey answered.

"Well that and other things," Susie admitted.

"So?" I said.

"So what?" Colleen replied.

"So, did you decide how to tell your parents and what about 'skinny dipping'?"

"I don't think I was much help with Colleen's parents," Susie replied, "Her situation is significantly different from mine. Most importantly, I had had sex before and my parents knew about it. Secondly, Corey's mother was very supportive. Would your parents be supportive, Howard?"

"Gosh!" I said in sudden realization. "I haven't even thought about what my parents might think."

"Maybe you should!" both Colleen and Susie said together.

"Maybe I should," I admitted quietly.

Then I asked, "what about 'skinny dipping'?"

"I'm going to come to the party," Colleen said, "You'll have to wait for the rest."

"Are you going naked or are you going to keep your suit on?" I asked.

"That's part of the surprise," she said.

"Well it won't be much of a 'surprise' if you keep it on, so I guess that's decided," I said.

She laughed, "okay, you know that much."

B-17 Celebration

I picked Colleen up at her Gymnastics class the day of the B-17 maiden flight. I came about 20 minutes before the end of the class and watched her rehearse her floor routine. When the session was over she quickly went in to shower and change with no delay for 'show and tell'.

At the RC airfield the B-17 had been unloaded and everyone took turns taxiing up and down the runway. Corey had been chosen to take the first flight. He revved the engines and the plane accelerated down the runway. He pulled up the nose and it rose about 4 feet into the air but then started to stall and he brought it down. The landing was hard but nothing broke. Unfortunately there was not enough runway left to stop and the plane drove into the dirt at the end of the runway raising a dust cloud.

We ran to the plane. It was still intact but the front landing gear was broken off. Repairs would be needed before it would fly again. Corey apologized saying he thought he pulled up too hard. Everyone told him things were okay. A big plane like this would not behave the same as those we were used to. We decided that we should use the computer RC airplane simulator with a big plane before trying to fly again. The party was still on and we piled into cars after loading the B-17 and headed to Corey's father's home.

We were all admitted through the gate and parked in the huge driveway. Colleen had not seen the house before. "It's huge!" she exclaimed as we pulled up.

Corey's father greeted us at the door and said the pool was ours to use and that pizza would be delivered at 5 PM. There was also soda, water and punch available by the pool. As we went back, Colleen gasped at the huge ballroom. She dropped back and said something to Susie as we went through to the pool. Besides the 'fly guys' Corey's sister, Kaitlyn, was there, already naked.

Everyone but Susie, Colleen and I quickly stripped and jumped in. I was waiting for Colleen and apparently Susie was too.

"I was going to wait for you," I told Colleen. "Would you rather I didn't?"

Please, get undressed," she said to me. So I did. Susie undressed too but Colleen didn't.

Susie went out to the pool and announced, "Everyone please get out and dry off. We have a special presentation in the ball room this afternoon."

Everyone got out and dried off as she requested. "What could this be?" I asked Colleen not thinking she could answer.

Inside, the ballroom had been spread with mats and there were chairs along the side for us to sit in. There was something familiar here but I couldn't place it. Corey's father and his girlfriend were already seated and were also nude.

Colleen didn't sit down. Instead she went to the stage and I heard familiar music from the speakers. What was it? Then I realized. It was the music for Colleen's floor exercise. She motioned me over and gave me a big hug whispering in my ear, "This is for you, not any of the others."

Then she slowly began removing her clothes starting with her top. Everyone was watching her. She removed her bra revealing those lovely round white breasts with the bright pink nipples. They were hard with excitement. I resisted the impulse to reach out and touch them. Then she kicked off her shoes and removed her jeans. She looked fantastic in her tight white panties. I imagined I could see her slit and pubic hair. Finally she slowly removed them and stood naked in all her magnificence. I now imagined the jealousy of all the other boys for what I had.

She restarted the music and began her exercise, running down the hall and doing two cartwheels then coming back with back flips. She couldn't do the complete exercise because the ballroom was not wide enough but it was long enough to allow her to perform all her movements and she was magnificent. Watching a beauty like her perform gymnastics in the nude is every guy's fantasy but she was so skilled I didn't notice anything except the overall beauty of the exercise and the lovely body. She finished with her legs apart, one well in front of the other and her arms raised. Everyone went wild. I grabbed her and twirled her around saying, "That was fabulous, that was fabulous."

"Everyone in the pool," she yelled. She ran ahead of everyone to the diving board and executed a perfect single flip into the pool. She jumped out and ran over to me. "come on in!" she said. I had been admiring her body and hadn't been able to think about doing anything else. I followed her in.

We joined in the games being played in the pool. After a while you don't realize everyone is naked because most of their body is underwater where you can't really see it.

But then Colleen came to me and whispered, "Can we go in the hot tub?"

In the hot tub she began kissing me and stroking my penis. She grabbed my hand and guided it to her crotch. I felt her and even pushed a finger inside. She was amazingly soft and wet. I realized that she was a virgin and wondered about her hymen. Had I just broken it? I whispered to her, "I think I may have just broken your hymen. Are you bleeding, did it hurt?"

She told me, "No you didn't, the doctor cut it for me when my period first started."

"What? Why?" I asked.

"Well, for gymnastics and diving it's necessary to wear a tampon during my period. A pad is likely to show. My hymen was too thick and the opening too small to allow me to insert one. My mom took me to the doctor to have it cut so I can insert a tampon." 




Susie Ch. 11



I had been reluctant to finger her too vigorously before. But now I pushed two fingers in, gave her a huge kiss and watched for any sign that I had found her G-spot. There it was, her nostrils flared as I passed over it.

The pizza arrived before either of us reached orgasm and we dried off to eat. As we ate I fingered the thin labia minora which protruded from her labia majora. They were so delicate and flexible. I could see she was really enjoying it and was having trouble eating her pizza. "Howard that feels so great but please stop so I can eat," she said.

After we had eaten, an orgy broke out while we were sitting in the hot tub. I didn't see what happened but we could see several guys and girls fucking. Corey got really upset and sent everyone home. There was water and semen all over the patio. Colleen and I hadn't been involved and stayed to help Susie and Corey clean up. Semen sure sticks to stuff! We left quietly since Susie and Corey seemed to be having an argument over Susie's part in the orgy.

On the way home Colleen asked me, "What was that you were doing while I was eating pizza. It felt fabulous but you weren't pushing your finger into me at all."

"Do you know your minor labia protrude lightly from your major labia?" I asked.

"They do?" she asked.

"Really." I said.

I pulled the car over and took the flashlight from the glove compartment. "Pull down your panties." I told her.

She pulled them done and I shone the flashlight at her crotch. "See, look down here between your legs."

As I shone the flashlight down I saw that her minor labia were pushed against her major labia and weren't obvious. "When you are naked and standing up these ..." I gently pulled them away from the major labia, are very obvious."

"Oh," she said, "they sure look delicate, like flower petals."

I hadn't realized it but they did, "Yes, you're right they do look like flower petals," I said, "very beautiful ones."

"Oh they are growing!" she exclaimed.

They were getting larger as I watched. "I had never noticed that before," I said. "I guess they are like a penis and get larger when you are sexually aroused." I stroked them, "but they are even softer now. They aren't getting hard like my penis or like your nipples."

I couldn't resist moving my fingers up and into her vagina while I gave her a big kiss. She responded by pushing her hand inside my belt and underpants to caress my penis. We spent several minutes feeling each other and finally released each other so I could finish driving her home.

We kissed at her front door and she said, "I can't wait to have you inside me," as she went inside.

Colleen and I had a lot of fun over the next couple of months. We went to movies, a couple of concerts at State and football games at both our schools. Colleen was busy with Gymnastics and swim team practice. Gymnastics meets started and I attended them all. I also picked Colleen up at her Saturday gymnastics practice several times. She took me into the locker room a couple of times to disrobe for me and since I knew what to expect I always obliged by lowering my pants so she could see and feel me too.

Oh, based on her conversation with Susie, Colleen told her parents, flat out, that she intended to go out with me, that she would let them know what we were doing but was now old enough that she shouldn't need to ask them permission. She said her dad took it hard but her mom calmed him down and that her grandmother, her dad's mother, had told him he was being an "overly-controlling baby"!



Susie Ch. 12



My name is Susie O'Connell. I am 18 and have just started my studies at Community College. My boyfriend, Corey, is 20 and a Junior at Caltech. I am planning to go to medical school and become a Gynecologist. But I didn't take enough science classes in high school and am doing mostly "catch-up" my first semester of college.

Corey is my best friend, Kaitlyn's brother. I knew him for several years but we became boyfriend and girlfriend and had sex for the first time just last summer. Corey's parents are divorced and his father lives in a mansion with a pool and guest house. At Corey's request he offered the guest house to us as a 'trysting place' unless he needed it for business guests (which was almost never).

I used the guest house and pool, where we usually swim nude, to introduce Corey's friends to some girls. All of us were naked at the time. My parents were upset when they found out but I think I helped Corey's friends. I thank Howard for telling about his experiences with Trish and Colleen as a result of my actions and for letting me include them here.

During the summer I worked as a hostess at a coffee house and saw Corey almost every day. We had sex at the guest house every Saturday and sometimes during the week. When school started Corey came home most weekends so we continued to have sex but his schoolwork prevented us from spending much time together. It's over an hour drive to CalTech on weekdays and Corey needed almost all of his time for studies so we didn't see each other much.

I really needed to work in order to have money for medical school but the coffee shop's busy hours conflicted with daytime class schedules. They offered me a waitress job in the evening and I took it even though it meant working weekends and seeing Corey only during the day.

Corey and his friends were involved with Radio Controlled airplanes and met on Saturdays to fly them. I always came along and Corey and I had sex afterwards. With my job I could still watch them fly but I had to work right after so we went to the guest house and swam and had sex on Sundays.

Corey's friends were working on a huge model B-17 and I helped out with Corey during the summer. During school, I was free on Wednesday afternoon and helped out even though Corey was at school.

When the B-17 was finished, Corey invited everyone over to his father's house for swimming and pizza after the maiden flight. I got another waitress to sub for me so I could attend.

Howard described the less than fully successful maiden flight and the beautiful performance his girlfriend, Colleen, put on for everyone. I should mention that Colleen's ability to work with small parts probably helped get the B-17 finished a couple of weeks early.



The Pool Party

The pool at Corey's father's house is "clothing optional" which really means "clothing discouraged" so everyone was in the pool or sunning themselves naked.

Everyone was playing games in the pool and doing some diving. The guys with girlfriends would often spend time with them sunbathing or in the hot tub where a lot of touching of private parts took place. A couple of times some of the girls would start some intense teasing and flirting with all the boys.

I am kind of an exhibitionist. Well, I started feeling really 'horny' and started showing off my private parts.

I would lay on the end of the diving board with my legs spread and my butt hanging over so anyone under the board could look. Guys would swim over to look and I would wiggle my behind a bit. Sometimes I would pull my labia apart so they could look inside a bit or stick a finger up my vagina. Corey knows I am only really interested in him so he just enjoyed the show.

A group of the guys got together and came under the board like they just wanted to look but as I started showing off they jumped up, grabbed my legs and pulled me into the pool. I came up and acted angry with them. I dove under water and pulled two of them under by tugging on their erect penises.

I swam away to the side of the pool, taunting them and they followed. As I started to climb out they pulled me back. I laughed and splashed at them, turning to climb out again. I wiggled my butt and was pulled back. I felt a thick finger, like a long thumb penetrate me and then realized that one of them had pulled me onto his cock. Corey's cock is really huge which is why I thought it was just a finger at first.

I quickly pulled myself off, not sure whether or not to be angry and ran from the pool. About four boys came after me and I took the garden hose, turned it on, and started spraying them. A couple of the girls also came to join in. I let the boys get to me and one of them took the hose away and started spraying the girls. The other boys gently wrestled the girls to the ground and the one with the hose poured water onto us.

One of the boys was on top of me with his cock in my face. He asked for the hose. His balls pushed against my mouth as he pushed the running hose up my vagina. I felt the cold water filling me up and expanding inside. With his fingers he clamped my labia around the end of the hose so water wouldn't come out. "Oh my gosh!" I yelled as the water filled me and then started squirting between his fingers. He let go and I felt the water come squirting out. "Oh my gosh!" I yelled again as I saw the water spraying the boys who were watching the activity around my twat intensely. The hose was passed to a boy with another of the girls as they let me up and I watched the hose go into her with his fingers holding her labia around it. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" she screamed and then "Oohh!" as the water came squirting out. "Do that again!" she demanded and the boys obliged.

"What's going on?" one of the girls who was still being held down asked and in reply, the hose was pushed inside her. Others from the pool were coming over to see what was going on and as the third girl to have the hose inserted yelled in pleasure all the girls started pushing in and saying, "Do me next! Do me next!" It was a madhouse as various boys attempted to get the hose and insert it in the girl closest to them. The girls were laying down with their legs spread and water was going everywhere, most directly from the hose but occasionally one of the guys would manage to get control of the hose and push it up a nearby vagina so the water would be spraying from the crotch of one girl or another. Then girls started grabbing the hose and pushing it up their own vagina or doing another girl. It was quite a scene.

I just stepped back and watched. Corey came over. I kissed him and said, "I am desperate to have you in me after this." He kissed back and moved me to the ground. To my surprise he grabbed the hose and pushed it into me! He kissed my tummy as my vagina filled and I moaned aloud. then he released his hold so the water squirted out again, releasing the pressure. Then he drank from my dripping cunt lapping at the folds and the clit.

As we rose I saw that other boys were imitating his action, filling girls with water so they could lap it up from their cunts. An orgy was beginning! One guy and girl were already going at it with him pumping hard into her. Then a girl stood above a guy who was laying below her as she filled herself. The water squirted out onto his face and she lowered herself onto his erect cock and began riding him. Some guys were masturbating as they watched.

Someone grabbed me from behind and, thinking it was Corey, I let him insert his cock. I immediately realized it was not as big as Corey's but knelt down, pushed back to get the cock all the way in and let him "do me" for a few strokes.

I felt him leave me and another entered. It kind of tickled to have these smaller cocks inside me and I forgot all about Corey until I heard him yelling, "What are you doing?" I saw his legs as he pushed whoever was in me away and then pulled me to my feet. "What are you doing?" he repeated softly with a look of anger.

I wasn't sure how to respond but managed a choked, "I'm sorry, I guess I just got caught up."

He pulled me to the hot tub where only Howard and Colleen were sitting. We passed two guys with one girl, one cock in her vagina, the other in her mouth. Corey told me to sit. I didn't like the tone but felt guilty and did as he asked. I watched as Corey went out to break up the orgy and send everyone home. Colleen was almost in tears. Her parents are quite protective and I'm sure she had never seen even videos of guys and gals having sex.

As everyone got ready to leave Corey told them they needed to control themselves in the future. He said that if another sexual orgy broke out he would cancel any future pool get togethers. Everyone was properly apologetic.



Clean Up

After they left, Corey came back. Colleen, Howard and I followed him to the the patio covered by pools of water and clots of semen. I sprayed the mess and washed as much as I could down the drain. That semen sure sticks to things! It didn't all wash away even with the power wash attachment on the hose. Corey, Howard, Colleen and I spend the next half hour on our hands and knees, still naked, scrubbing semen off of the patio. The unpleasant, musty odor of the stuff filled the air.

All the time we were cleaning up Corey said barely two words to me. When we finished I went over to him. Howard and Colleen disappeared without a word to us.

"Corey, what's wrong?" I asked.

"What's wrong?" he almost shouted. "You were letting those guys fuck you, that's 'what's wrong'."

"It was just in fun," I tried telling him. "It didn't mean anything, I couldn't even see who was doing it. It kind of tickled having those tiny cocks inside after being used to your 'beast'." I tried to laugh it off but knew that wouldn't satisfy him.

"Well, it meant something to me and I could see who was doing it. Shouldn't sex mean something? So you just want some internal 'tickle'?"

I didn't know what to say and he continued after a brief pause. "You were encouraging it. You started the whole thing and then were enjoying it! You wanted those other guys to fuck you!"

"Corey, no, I didn't really," I tried to explain. "I was just 'getting off' by showing myself to them. I really didn't expect it to go so far." I felt my throat drying and tears coming.

Gulping back the tears, I worked to overcome the dryness, "I didn't mean to have them sticking their cocks in me. I didn't expect that. I guess I wasn't thinking. I wouldn't intentionally do anything to hurt you, Corey. I wouldn't."

"I guess you weren't thinking all right," He responded. "You do a lot of 'not thinking' when it comes to sex. How do you think I would feel when I see a bunch of other guys fucking you. Fucking you, for God's sake!"

After pause he added quietly, "How would you feel if I had been one of the guys fucking the other girls."

He walked slowly away toward the guest house. I stood there in thought. I wouldn't have liked it if he had been working on the other girls. "But then a guy needs to be more actively involved, doesn't he?" I thought. Deep down I realized I should have cut things off, at least when I felt that first prick penetrate me. Instead of encouraging more sexual play, I could have stopped things immediately. I am sure the guys we had invited would have stopped as soon as I asked them to. Instead, I encouraged them and let them go as far as they could, enjoying it all the time. By example, I even encouraged the other girls to offer themselves up to the frenzy.

Thinking more, I realized that my exhibitionism was the beginning. As my grandmother used to always say, "engage your brain before acting." I hadn't been "engaging my brain." Corey was right about "not thinking" when it came to sex and was repeating words I had also heard from my father. I needed to make this right.

I shouted out, "Corey, I'm sorry. How can I make this up to you?"

He was about to go into the guest house and turned to me. I could see he was crying too. He stood and waited for me to run over to him.

I put my arms around him and kissed him on the cheek as his lips didn't look too receptive. "How can I make it up to you?" I asked again.

I could tell he was choking back his own tears as he said, "It's my fault too."

"Corey, it's not your fault too, how could it be your fault?"

"I'm supposed to be 'the protector of your cave'," he explained (my 'cave' is what we sometimes call my vagina, especially as a proper 'home' for his 'beast'). "I'm supposed to protect it and you from defilement. I could have stopped things, I should never even have let you show yourself to everyone and let them feel you."

"Corey, that wasn't 'defilement' we were helping them be more outgoing with girls. And it worked. Look at Howard and Colleen and, remember several of the girls here were invited by the boys I 'exposed myself to.' They never would have done that before. That wasn't 'defiling' my cave."

"But today ..." he said.

"That wasn't defilement either, the guys were just having fun and I enjoyed it too, I wasn't being 'defiled'," I attempted to excuse myself, knowing that what I said wasn't completely accurate.

"Susan," Corey corrected me. "You are the one who says sex shouldn't just be about having fun. Those guys were fucking you. They weren't doing it because they cared about you and you weren't doing it because you cared about them either. You were fucking. You weren't making love or doing any of the things that make sex so special. Susan, you are the one who taught me that. You know. You know!"

I knew, but didn't know what to say, "How can I make up for it?" I asked quietly.

He hugged me and kissed me long and hard. His penis had been soft and relaxed but I felt it straining against my belly as we kissed.



The Steps of Purification

I had an idea. As our lips slowly separated I looked at him and said, "we need a purification."

"A purification?"

"Yes, a purification." I donned my persona as Princess Susan, mistress of the cave, making a pronouncement, "We must have a ceremony of purification to purify my 'cave' from any defilement it may have suffered. As 'protector of the cave', Sir Corey, your actions in purifying the cave will also absolve you of any guilt you might have in failing your duty as 'protector of my cave'."

I began stroking the beast softly as I explained and he reciprocated by rubbing my back and breasts and belly and crotch.

"First, Sir Corey, I require your forgiveness for my actions which may have resulted in any defilement."

"You're forgiven, princess."

"Second, Sir Corey I forgive you of any negligence which may have resulted in any defilement."

"Thank you, Princess Susan."

We entered the guest house and I said, "Before I announce the steps of the purification which must be completed to seal our forgiveness and to restore the cave to an undefiled state, do you have any requests."

"Princess, I ask only that you not revoke my title as 'protector of the cave' I will never again fail in my responsibility. I also ask that you not rescind any privileges of access to the cave though you would be perfectly justified in doing so.."

"Sir Corey, I choose not to revoke your title as protector of the cave and note your promise never to fail again. I also will not rescind any of your privileges subject to you carrying out the ceremony of forgiveness and purification. I note that I am gravely at fault in the defilement of my cave and ask for you mercy as well."

"Granted."

I took the speculum Dr. Jacobs had given me out of my locker, held it up and said, "Behold the speculum of purification." Here are the steps of purification:

"The first steps in the purification require us to enter the purifying water of the hot tub. In the hot tub you will insert and use the speculum to open the cave. You will then cause the purifying waters to enter and cleanse the cave. You will remove the speculum and your beast shall enter the cave and scrub the interior thoroughly while I rest in the purifying waters. The beast is not to wear a condom, nor is it to emit any semen.

"The second steps of the purification will occur in the purifying soap and water of the shower stall. While I stand in the stall you shall cleanse my cave thoroughly with soap and water. Still within the shower, the beast shall coat itself with soap and enter the cave, scrubbing to cleanse it. As before, the beast shall not wear a condom, nor emit any semen.

"The shower will be turned off and the tub filled with clean, waters of purification. You will once again insert and use the speculum to open the cave. I will sit in the water so that the clean and pure water will enter my cave and complete its cleansing.

"The final steps of the purification will take place in the bed. The beast shall clothe itself in a condom and enter the cave. The final purification requires that the princess experience orgasm and that the beast relive itself of semen.

"Do you understand the terms, Sir Corey? Do you have any objections or propose any alterations?"

"I understand them and will carry them out as prescribed," he responded. "I have neither objection nor amendment to offer. I do have a question."

"Ask it, Sir Corey."

"In the final stage of the purification must the princess' orgasm occur whilst the beast is in the cave?"

"Yes, Sir Corey, the beast must be in my cave at the time I experience orgasm. Allow me to explain the purposes of the final steps of purification.

"The main purpose of the final steps is to use the cave in a noble, proper and pure manner. By doing so the cave is fully restored to it's undefiled state.

"The secondary purpose of the final steps is to ensure and demonstrate the esteem, respect, honor, devotion, care, affection and love you and your beast have for the princess and her cave. By doing so you renew your vow of protection and retain your title as protector of the cave.

"Your question also leads me to add an additional requirement for the final step. At the time of my orgasm and the beast's ejaculation, you must hug me tightly and your lips must be pressed firmly against mine."

"Thank you for the explanation, princess. Knowing the purpose of the final steps will assure that I and my beast approach the final tasks properly. I will also have no difficulty with the additions you have made to the task."



The Act of Purification

'Sir Corey' began immediately. He turned on the hot tub, came back in and carried me to the hot tub. He lubricated and inserted the speculum. I felt it expand inside. He entered the tub and lifted me in, positioning me so one of the jets shot directly into my spread vagina. I had a sudden shock of orgasm and jerked. The spray continued pouring into me. Corey sensed my excitement and caressed my tits and my clit.

"Oohh! Oohh! Oohh!" I exclaimed repeatedly. Spasms of pleasure shot through me. I hadn't expected that. Finally Corey moved me away from the jet and removed the speculum. He sat me gently down on one of the seats. He rose and spread lubricant on the beast. He immediately knelt down and inserted the beast into me. It felt so good to have his huge, warm member inside me.

Corey moved the beast quickly in and out. He also moved it side to side and up and down. I relaxed and enjoyed the feeling and the slight tingle of growing orgasm.

"Is that sufficient, princess?" he asked. "I fear much more will cause the beast to release his liquid."

"Yes, Sir Corey, that is sufficient. Can I relax in your arms before we proceed with the purification?"

We lay together in the hot tub for several minutes before I said, "We should proceed."

Corey left me in the tub as he went in and turned on the shower. He came back and carried me in. I stepped into the shower and Corey followed. He took the soap and gently soaped my entire body. Then he moved to my twat.




Susie Ch. 12



Chapter 12 – The Hotel Window

That night when they talked on the phone he told her that it was a very important client that had come by.  "I hope he didn't smell your pussy when he came in," he laughed.  Then he got serious. "Susie, I love what happened this afternoon, but we can't do that in my office any more.  It's too dangerous."

Susie sighed.  "When can we get together again?" she asked.

"I don't know.  When are your parents gonna be gone again?"

Susie sighed again. "I don't know.  I hope soon because I wanna spend a whole day with you some time."

"That would be nice," he returned.

"Hey!  Guess what I did this afternoon?"  Then she told him about her encounter at the shoe store.

"Susie, you need to be careful.  You never know what kind of guy would take advantage of you like that."

"Yeah, I know.  But I was careful."  Then she told him about her desire to let other guys see her naked.  "I don't know how I can do it, but I want to try it some time soon."

Her opportunity came sooner than she thought.  And she thought it was safer than it turned out.  The next Friday her mom had a conference in Memphis and Susie decided to go with her because she was interested in the college there.  They took a room in a nice hotel and went to see the college around noon.  Her mom had a group of meetings that afternoon and evening so Susie was alone in the hotel room.  Their room was on the fifth floor and she checked the view.  It was overlooking the river and was just two floors above the ballroom.  The room overlooked the roof of the ballroom and as she looked out she noticed three workmen working on an air conditioner unit on the roof.  One was an older guy, another a middle aged one and the third, apparently an apprentice, was quite young.

As she was looking out the window, the middle aged guy noticed her and must have said something to the other guys because they all turned around and looked at her.  She waved at them and they waved back.

The window was a full length window, so they could see all of her.  And of course an idea flashed through her mind.  It's safe, no one else can see, why not?

She started unbuttoning her blouse.  She went one button at a time, slowly until the young guy looked over at her and noticed.  He must have said something because they all turned again. She pulled her blouse out of her skirt and took it off.  I have their interest she thought with a smile.  They were all turned watching her. Her hand went to the zipper on her skirt and she paused.

They froze as she paused. Then she slowly lowered the zipper.  She stopped again.  She could see the young guy say something.  It looked like he said take it off.  She let it drop to the floor. They all smiled.  

She was in her bra and panties.  She turned a few times, showing her body to them.  They applauded.  Then she faced them and reached behind her back to her bra snap and stopped.  All three gave her a thumbs up, so she unclasped her bra and held it up to her breasts.

The young guy gave her a pleading sign...take it off, please, she read.

She let it drop, displaying her breasts to them.  She could tell that they were hooting their approval.  She felt so sexy right then.  She lifted her breasts, offering them to the guys.  She turned sideways so the could get a good view.  They began to walk toward her window to get a better view.  They were one floor down so they had a good low angle view.

She hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and cocked her head, as if saying, should I?  They all nodded enthusiastically.  This is so easy she thought.  Three guys are gonna see me naked.  This was better than she dreamed.

Susie turned around with her back facing the window and slowly, ever so slowly, started to lower her panties.  She looked over her shoulder. They had come close to her window.  They were staring at her ass.

Down came her panties, over her ass.  She let them stay there for a minute and then lowered them to the floor, bending over, giving them a great view of her ass.  She stepped out of her panties and put her hands in front of her pussy and slowly turned around.

Susie just looked innocently at them. She was stark naked with her hands in front of her pussy.  They were applauding her.  She raised her eyelids.  Should I?  They all nodded enthusiastically.  She moved her hands to her hips and pushed out her breasts.  Like a superman pose, she thought giggling.

The guys applauded as she let them take in her body, slowly turning, bending, letting them see all her intimate parts. She was loving this.  She loved to be naked in front of men.  This wasn't just Jim.  This was strangers.

In a minute she walked away from the window.  I guess they thought the show was over because they started to walk away, but Susie got the chair from the desk and dragged it over to the window.  

When she reappeared they noticed and came back.  She sat in the chair and put her feet on the window and spread her legs.  All three centered themselves between her legs, taking in her wide open pussy.  She lowered her hand to her pussy, running a finger down her slit.  Then she took two fingers and spread her pussy lips, letting them see the pink of her cunt.  All three had their mouths wide open, jaws dropping.

She slowly began to masturbate for them, slowly putting her fingers in and out of her cunt.  She used her other hand to rub her clit.  They were mesmerized watching her masturbate.  She raised her ass as the feelings grew.  She liked watching them watch her, but she eventually was overcome by the feelings and closed her eyes and concentrated. She arched her back, raised her ass and came for them.  It was intense.

She settled down and opened her eyes.  They were just staring, not believing what they had just witnessed.  She smiled at them.  They smiled back.  The older one mouthed thank you.  The young one just stared.

Susie got up and closed the drapes.  Show's over.  Susie, but on a robe and laid down on the bed and dosed off, dreaming of striping on a stage in front of a group of men.

She was awaked by a knock on her door.  She figured it was her mom.  She must have lost her keycard, she thought, but she peeked through the peephole and was shocked to see the young guy out there.

Oh, no!  What should I do?  He knocked again.  And then a third time.

"Go away!" she yelled through the door.

"I....I...I just wanna sss...ssee you"

"You just did.  Now go away."

"I thought we could....you know."

"Go away."  Her heart was beating a mile a minute.  She was scared.  "I'm calling security," she yelled.

She thought she heard him mutter "bitch," but when she looked again he was gone.  I guess he was as scared as I was, she thought.  She thought of Jim's warning to be careful.  She thought she WAS being careful.  She just didn't expect this. 



Susie Ch. 12



He gently scrubbed the outside then gently between the lips, then gently pushed his fingers inside and scrubbed there. He took more soap and more vigorously scrubbed the outside, between the lips and inside. Then he lathered up the beast and inserted it. Again I experienced the wonderful feeling of my vagina being completely filled. Corey manipulated the beast to 'scrub' all the sides inside me and again asked if that was sufficient. I said it was and Corey pulled the beast out. I felt a sense of loss as it withdrew.

Corey made sure I and the beast were completely rinsed and turned off the shower. He stepped out and turned on the water to the tub. I sat down. As the tub filled, Corey pulled my feet up to the edge of the tub so my twat was fully exposed. He once again inserted and expanded the speculum. Then he placed my feet in the tub so water could flow inside me. He used his finger to push the water around inside.

"That tickles," I said and giggled.

Corey turned off the water when it completely covered my twat. He pushed the water around a bit more and asked if that was sufficient. I said it was and he helped me stand with the speculum still inserted and the water drained out. He removed the speculum and dried me off. I stepped out of the tub and he carried me to the bed.

He laid me on my back and I spread my legs for his beast to enter. But he didn't. Instead Corey gave me a very passionate kiss and began caressing me all over but avoiding my twat. My tits, my tummy, my legs and thighs all received caresses and kisses. I yearned for him to give attention to my twat.

"Sir Corey, the purification requires that your beast enter the cave," I reminded him.

"Princess, you have told me the purposes of this final step of the purification. It is necessary that this entry of the beast be most respectful and honorable. Any entry into the cave must be out of esteem, devotion, care, affection and love. It cannot be because I or my beast desire to enter. It cannot even because you desire my beast to enter. The beast must enter as a show of respect, affection and love not from desire. It must be because I desire you, my princess, and you desire me. He grabbed me with a huge hug and kissed me passionately while stroking my back and butt. I hugged back and returned the kiss. "Oohh when will he enter me?" I thought.

He released his hug and resumed kissing me on my ears and neck, then my tits and tummy bypassing my twat to my thighs and legs and feet. Then back up my body to my lips again. "Please Corey, Please enter me!" I whispered just before our lips touched.

As our lips separated I said, "I love you, Corey, please enter me."

"I love you too princess." He moved down and kissed my twat and licked my clit. he carressed my labia and pushed his finger inside. I could feel the wetness dripping into my butt crack. Corey rose and put a on a condom, then a drop of lubricant on the tip and in my vagina. He raised my butt and put a pillow underneath. He lowered his face to mine and gave my lips a long, tender kiss. The kiss slowly changed from tender to passionate and as it did so I felt the beast stroke my twat and then push into my vagina. The kiss rose in passion and the beast filled my vagina and then beast and vagina together stretched into my tummy.

"Oohh!" I moaned in pleasure as the beast began long slow strokes. Corey's kiss continued and his hands caressed my back and butt and sides. He ran his hands between our bodies and stroked my tits and twat. "Oohh!" I moaned again.

Corey moved his lips from my mouth to my neck and then my tits and then between my tits and then to my neck and back to my mouth. "Oohh! Oohh! Oohh!" I felt the tingle increase rapidly.

Corey increased the speed of his strokes as I felt the orgasm rise in my clit and vagina. Then he jammed the beast hard inside me and held it there. I could tell he was holding himself back. He kissed my tits and massaged the nipples with his tongue as he moved his cock slowly out and then slowly in. My orgasm was coming.

"Oohh!Oohh! Oohh!" I moaned.

Corey's cock shot out and in once, rapidly jamming far inside. "Oohh! Oohh! Oohh!"

Once again Corey's cock shot out and in. Corey hugged me and gave me a passionate kiss. I felt the semen streaming up his cock and my orgasm hit me at the same time. Our mouths were locked together so tightly that no sound could escape either of us. I felt my belly and vagina spasming as the beast jerked inside. I felt the semen streaming into the condom and along its sides, out of my vagina and down my butt crack. I love that feeling! I pushed my hips into Corey and he thrust hard into my twat as our mutual spasms continued and then died down.

"I love you," I repeated as my vagina twitched inside me and semen continued to ooze from me.

"I love you indeed, now and forever, princess." Corey said.

We lay for at least an hour, embracing in silence.



Susie Ch. 13



My name is Susie. I am 18 and my boyfriend, Corey is 20. He and a group of his friends fly Radio controlled airplanes and had build a large model B-17. After the less than successful maiden flight we had a skinny dipping party at Corey's father's house. His father lets us use his guest house for sex and he, his girlfriend, Corey and I never wear clothes at the pool so we invite friends to be naked too and they always are.

At the party I teased some of the guys with my private parts and an orgy followed during which I let some of the guys put their cocks in me. Corey didn't like me doing that and afterwards I felt really bad. That night Corey and I performed a 'purification ceremony' to help us both feel better. After having sex as part of the 'purification' Corey asked me for 'his troth'.

"My Troth"

Corey moved first and faced me. "Susan, I love you."

"I love you too," I repeated.

"Susan, I was really torn apart seeing you with those other guys. I was even torn when we were showing you to them and they were inserting their fingers in you."

"That is over and done with. You have totally purged and purified any thought of that."

"Susan, that is not what I am talking about."

"What are you talking about?" I gave him a kiss.

"Susan," he took a deep breath. "I would like your 'troth'."

"My what?" I think I knew what he meant but I needed to be sure.

"Your 'troth', a promise. Your promise, ... your promise to marry no one but me."

"Corey, we are ... , I am not ready to be engaged, even to you. We both have school to finish."

"I'm not asking for an engagement but a troth, a promise. Not a promise to marry, not a promise to marry soon, not a promise to be only with me but promise that, when you marry, it will be to me."

"It sounds like an engagement to me."

"No, it's a 'betrothal' a promise for later."

"I don't think I'm ready for such a promise now."

"Susan, please hear me out." He withdrew the beast from me and got up to clean off.

"We have a bit of cleaning to do," he said as he arose.

I looked where he pointed. There was a pool of semen on the bedspread. "This won't fit in the washer, we'll have to go to the Laundromat."

"Or to the laundry in the main house. I bet one of the washers there is large enough."

When he returned from the bathroom I got up and went into the bathroom as well.

When I returned I lay down next to him, gave him a kiss and a hug and said, "I am listening."

Corey talked to me about his friend, Sunil. He and his parents came from India. His parents were very close to one another and Corey was surprised to find out that their marriage had been arranged by their parents. They had no choice in the matter.

Corey told me that they hadn't known each other at all before their marriage. They were expected to stay together and love each other. That was the way it was throughout India. The expectations of those around them influenced that. Their trust and respect for their parents led them to believe that the other chosen for them was correct for them and a better choice than they could make for themselves.

Then Corey told me how he had looked into arranged marriage customs and discovered that it was very normal in many places and times, probably it was more usual than our modern day American practice of people choosing their own spouse.

Corey had done all this research several years ago. He reminded me of the time he had told me that he wanted me never to leave him and I had replied that I wouldn't. He said that he had started thinking of his betrothal research again after that.

He explained. "A 'betrothal' is basically the promise from one family to the other that a son and daughter will marry. It is treated as a serious contract between the families and the son and daughter are expected to honor it when the time comes for the marriage. However, it can be broken by the families, not by the couple. Many families, nowadays, will break the contract if the son and daughter oppose the marriage."

Corey then told me some details. First he wanted us both to promise to our parents that we would marry only someone of their choosing. He pointed out that we needed to trust them and that they would not want to do anything against our wishes. He said that customs differed about whether the daughter's parents first approached the son's parents or vice-versa. "In our case I suggest your parents approach mine."

"How do we convince them to do that? Assuming I agree," I asked.

"I suggest that you to invite me to dinner. You have been talking about that and it is past time we get together. After dinner I'll talk to your parents. Then I'd like you to present them with your promise to marry someone of their choosing. We leave the rest to them. Between my discussion with them and your promise and your expression of consent I think they will decide to contact my mother. In any case all you have done is make a promise to them which is not only a good idea but a promise you can keep. I don't believe your parents will keep you from the one you love when you are ready for marriage."

"So you want me to promise my parents to marry anyone they choose?"

"Or, someone they explicitly approve of, if you prefer."

"You also want me to tell them I would like them to choose you."

"Or to tell them you would not object to me."

"Let me think about this."

We lay in silence for a while and I spoke, "Corey, I really appreciate your request. No matter what, I want you to know that right now and for the foreseeable future there is no-one else that I want. I know how young I am and I am not ready to make such a big decision. But, thank you for the offer."

"Susan, princess, I know we're young. That's why I want to put the decision in the hands of someone older, someone we both trust, our parents."

I thought hard about what he had said and I had trouble falling asleep.

Did I want to be with Corey? Yes!

For my whole life? That was harder to answer.

Did I really want to marry him? Well, yes, sort of, but not now.

Did I trust my parents? Yes.

But to pick my life partner? Well, maybe.

Would they pick anyone different than I would? Probably not?

What if they picked someone I didn't like? They would never do that.

But they might reject someone I do like.

I remembered how they had supported all my high school dating choices, except one, Marshall Hanover. I thought he was the best guy but they told me to stay away. I remembered how after about a month it became obvious what a jerk he was. They knew better than me, maybe they would know better than me for marriage too.

I did trust them, but did I want them making this life choice for me? I didn't think so, ... but yet ... I did. Why didn't I want to hand this over to them? I was sure Corey was right that most societies had arranged marriages. But didn't they have a lot of extra-marital affairs too? Doesn't our society have a lot of that?

I had to get to sleep! I needed a decision. I decided to turn him down. How would he feel about that? Would he feel rejected? Did that mean I don't trust my parents?

Maybe that was the wrong decision. I decided to trust my parents, they would have my best interests at heart and they would listen to my desires.I finally fell asleep.

I felt relaxed in the morning. My quick sleep once I made the choice to trust my parents with this part of my life convinced me that it was a good choice. I needed to tell Corey.

Corey awoke and we stayed in bed, kissing, hugging and caressing. We didn't have sex. The previous evening sufficed for us both.

"Corey, I've thought about what you proposed." I said when he had finished a kiss. "I've changed my mind. I'll tell my parents I will marry their choice for me. I need to show them I trust them with important aspects of my life after what I have been doing sexually. In any case I do trust them even to pick my husband."

"I think they will let you pick," Corey said. "They will just confirm your choice. You know, even her it wasn't that long ago that parents were expected to confirm their daughter's choice for a husband."

"I'll ask them to invite you over to talk to them," I told him. If they ask I'll tell them that I know of no-one else I would rather have as mine than you and that I would be pleased if they were to arrange a future marriage to you. I'll tell them that I will accept whomever they choose whenever they choose and that I hope they will not mind if I present candidates for their approval."

"Oh, Susan, thank you!" Corey gave me another kiss which led to kisses over my entire body, tits, twat and all.

I Defer to my Parents

That evening I asked Mommy and Daddy to invite Corey over. "Last night Corey asked if he could come over and I agreed. Can I invite him over soon, please?"

Mommy answered, "It's way past time that we have Corey over. I'll invite him next week. Okay?"

The following Saturday Corey came for dinner.

The conversation before dinner centered on Corey's plans for college and his classes coming up.

At dinner my father brought up the issue of my grades and classes, "Susie's grades are only moderately good, mostly B's. We aren't sure she's college material."

Corey said, emphatically, "Susan is certainly college material. She's really smart and knowledgeable. When we were writing those stories she was like a college professor. She knows all about literary stuff. She also caught on to what my friends and I are doing with our RC airplanes. She stepped right in and even helped us make decisions about how to proceed in our construction."

The conversation quickly veered into a discussion of radio control and airplanes. Surprisingly, I found myself contributing to the discussion while Mommy and Cathy just looked at me with their mouths open.

When dinner was over, Corey said, "Mr. and Mrs. Daniels, I have something really important to discuss with you in private. Would that be possible?"

Mommy and Daddy looked uncertainly at each other. I imagined they were thinking of the sex related stuff I usually wanted to talk to them and were thinking, "Now what?" Daddy, said, "Of course, Corey, come into my study."

They left and Cathy stared at me across the table.

Not long after they went in I heard Daddy say loudly, "What do you mean? She's much too young."

Then I heard Corey talking calmly with occasional statements from Mommy or Daddy, including a fairly loud, "No!" once in a while.

Cathy asked me, "Do you know what they are talking about?"

"Yes." I replied.

"Well what is it?"

"Unless things go really badly then you'll find out when we go in. Oh! I almost forgot." I ran upstairs and retrieved some papers I had prepared.

When I returned, Cathy said, "It doesn't sound like things are going well."

"It's about what I expected," I said somewhat glumly.

"Does Corey want to take you away for a long trip or something?" Cathy guessed.

"No, not exactly, please wait."

It seemed like forever and then Daddy came out. "That was a very interesting, enlightening and unexpected discussion," he said. "Corey says you have something to say now."

"Do you understand what he is proposing?" I asked.

"Yes I think so," Daddy said.

"And this first part is okay with you and Mommy?"

"We are going to hear you out and then we'll talk about it and decide."

We went in. I took the paper with my prepared statement and read from it.

"Mommy and Daddy, I love you and trust you more than anyone in the world. I know I am young and therefore trust your judgement more than mine in many things."

I saw Cathy's jaw drop.

I continued, "In particular I completely trust your judgment regarding who and when I should marry. Therefore I have prepared this contract." I held up the other piece of paper, "in which I hand over all decisions for me regarding who and when I should marry. I know this contract is not legally binding but I promise to honor it completely. I have only one request -- that after we sign this contract you carefully consider designating Corey as my betrothed, the man you intend for me to marry."

"What?" escaped from Cathy's mouth.

I continued, "I ask that you contact Corey's mother as soon as possible to make these arrangements. I understand Corey has signed a similar contract with her and she will be expecting your call."

I put the contract on my Daddy's desk and signed it. I then handed it to my parents. "Only my signature is needed to show my promise," I told them. "Please keep it but sign to show you understand and agree to find me a good spouse."

Contract Accepted!

While they looked at it, Cathy asked, "You want to get married?"

"Not right now," I said. "Later. Only when Mommy and Daddy think I'm ready."

"Are you and Corey engaged?" she asked.

"No," we are only asking Mommy and Daddy and Corey's mom to designate us as future mates. We would be 'betrothed'. Promised to each other by our families, but not exactly engaged."

Daddy interrupted, "Please take the discussion into the kitchen while you do the dishes," he said,. "Your mother and I need to discuss this."

Cathy was full of questions as we cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher. Corey and I tried to explain. Mommy and Daddy seemed to take forever. The cleanup was finished and we were sitting on the sofa when they finally came out.

Mommy said, "We have decided to accept your offer."

I jumped up and gave them big hugs and kisses, "Thank you, Mommy! Thank you, Daddy!"

She continued, "We expect you to honor the contract, no matter who we pick, even if it's not Corey. We also expect you to honor any decision we make about when you may marry whoever we select for you."

I was a bit wary now. Had they decided on someone other than Corey? "I will Mommy."

Mommy then said, "I'll call Mrs. Daniels tomorrow and discuss this with her."

Daddy then said, "Corey, you are very persuasive but I think the idea of putting us in complete charge was the deciding factor. We have also been very impressed with you and your future plans. Right now, I can think of no one I would rather be with Susan."

Corey said, "Thank you, Mr. Daniels. I really should be getting home. It's late but I wanted to hear your decision. Goodnight Mr. and Mrs. Daniels. Good night, Cathy."

I went with him to his car and gave him a huge kiss. Then I said, "I think this calls for a celebration at the guest house."

Corey replied, "I agree. But let's wait and see when your parents are going to get with my Mom. We may want to wait for that if it's soon."

I feigned a pout, "Well, okay. If it's more than a week maybe we can go out and then to the guest house."

"Okay, we'll do that."

I skipped back into the house.

When I entered Mommy said, "We were both impressed with Corey. He is quite a young man and from what he said I think he cares a great deal for you."

"I like him a lot too, Mommy."

Daddy had something to add, "Susie, your mother and I are concerned that, despite what a good boy Corey is, you have very little experience with boys. We think that you may meet some other boy perhaps while Corey is away at college and decide you don't want Corey anymore."

"I thought about that," I said. "That's why the contract makes you the deciders. Even if I meet another boy, if you decide that Corey is right for me then I will honor your choice. If you think the other boy is better, then I will honor that choice. This is about deciding to trust you more than myself. I need to remind myself of that and you need to remind me too. That's why the written contract is important. Corey said that even though we are 'betrothed' we could possibly go out with others. The important thing is your decision for me and his mother's decision for him."

Daddy said, "I'm not sure it would be a good idea to be going out with others even though you are not engaged."

"Daddy, like you said, I don't have a lot of experience with boys. I may need to go out with other boys once in a while just so I know how good Corey is. Just so you know, I have made a firm decision and a commitment to Corey that I will not have sex with anyone else unless Corey says otherwise."

"And why would he say otherwise?"

"The only case I know of is that the families break off the betrothal and Corey and I break up."

"Another thing, princess ..."

"Yes, Daddy?"

"We don't know exactly what will happen with Corey's mother but your mother and I have some fairly stringent conditions we will insist upon. You should know them."

"What are they, Daddy?"

"You will not get married until you have both graduated from college. That means that you are to quit coasting and get to work. You need A's in your high school make up classes and you need to get into medical school like you say you want.

"Remember, I said both of you must graduate. That means you must not do things that will distract Corey from his goals. We may insist that he stay at Cal Tech or transfer to MIT, Harvard or some other top 10 school. Up until this year Corey has been unencumbered. He has not had a girlfriend. You, Susie, will have the power to distract him from his studies and you must not do that!

"You said you have committed to not having sex with anyone other than Corey. We will insist you honor that commitment. I wish we could insist you not have sex with him but given the circumstances, we don't think that would work out.

"In fact, it's our ability to set demands like this that are the main reason for accepting your contract and the idea of the betrothal. It gives us a bit more ability to influence you and Corey to the better."

I gulped. This made me nervous, "I understand, Daddy, and Mommy. I will do my best."

Families Meet

The next day Mommy told me that she had called Corey's mother and that she and Corey's father were anxious to talk about the betrothal.

"His father?" I asked.

"Yes, of course," Mommy said. "You sound like you have a problem with that."

"Well, I thought since his Mom had custody his father wouldn't be involved."

"Apparently he is. What's the problem? Doesn't he let you use his guest house? He must want you and Corey to be together."

"Well, I'm not sure. I think he just wants Corey to have a girl. I think he wants Corey to have sex but not, necessarily to get married. To him I am just Corey's 'kept woman'."

"Dear, what makes you think that?"

"Some things he said. He called me a 'trollop' and a 'courtesan' and some other words like that. Not really nasty ones but words that made me think he just saw me as Corey's sex toy." I was almost crying. "And, Mommy, I talked to his live in girl friend, Marianne. She knows that she is his 'kept woman' and I think that's the way he treats all women."

"Well, he doesn't seem like a very nice man. Your daddy and I will keep that in mind when we talk to him."

When I went to Corey's I asked Mrs. Daniels why Corey's father needed to be involved.

"He's concerned that you aren't after Corey's trust fund or his father's money. Even though I cost him less than a quarter of his money, most of it for Kaitlyn and Corey, he still thinks I cheated him and he doesn't want anyone cheating Corey."

"I would never do that, Mrs. Daniels."

"I know, Susie, but Mr. Daniels doesn't and he insists on being involved in order to protect what he calls 'Corey's fortune'."

"Well, ... I'm also worried that he doesn't believe in Corey being married."

"Susie, no need to worry. He really has no say in whether Corey gets married. Neither do I, from a legal standpoint. Corey's 'contract' for betrothal is with me, not Mr. Daniels and I don't need to do what he wants. However, I think it best to have him involved since he 'insists' upon it. He could still make trouble over Corey's trust funds if he wanted. I have real trouble dealing with him because of his, and my, attitude over the divorce. I hope having your parents present will help. You might tell them what I told you, so they are prepared."




Susie Ch. 13



Chapter 13 -- Teasing Peter

Susie thought a lot about her performance at the window. It was SO great...until that guy showed up at her door. That really scared her. 

Susie knew that it was a foolhardy thing to do. She realized that she needed to be sure she was protected when she did something like that. She got a tremendous thrill from stripping in front of that window and then masturbating for those three guys. 

She got a thrill from the surprised look on each of their faces. And she had three different aged guys that she turned on. That surprised her. She was amazed the way the older guy looked at her. She expected the younger guy to look like he wanted her, but the older guy was...was old enough to be her father. And she turned him on!

But if she was going to do something like that again, she would have to be sure she was safe. Maybe Jim would like to be there as her protector. And she NEEDED to do it again!

Susie began dreaming about things she could do to show off her body. Most were too dangerous. She thought about wearing a very short skirt without panties and bending over, maybe walking up stairs or on an escalator and letting guys see a peek at her ass.

But she wanted more than that. She had flashed that guy at the shoe store but she got much more out of showing off her naked body to those three guys. And, of course, Jim. She needed to be naked. Maybe even up close and personal. 

Being naked with Jim was awesome. The sex was awesome. She still dreamed about that and hoped they could do it again.

She trusted Jim but other guys? She didn't want to get raped. Jim was safe. She was still a virgin and wanted to stay that way until the right...moment.

She told Jim about her performance when they talked on the phone the next night. But not about the guy showing up at her room. 

She told him she wanted to go to a strip club some time.

"To dance?"

"Well, to see what goes on. Then....maybe..."

"We'll see. I don't know how we would pull that off."

They continued their own private party most every night. Jim told her his cock hurt from all the...exercise. She had to admit that while she loved all the orgasms she was having with him, but her pussy WAS sometimes sore. So they didn't always meet every night.

But she kept teasing the shoe salesman. About once a week she would go to the mall and wait until he was alone and give him another look at her pussy. He was always glad to see her. His name was Peter and he was really nice.

After the second time she would sit out in the mall area looking right into his store until he finished with a customer. She could tell that he was hurrying to get through. She could see the disappointment on his face when someone would walk in just as he was finishing up with another customer.

After the second time he ushered her toward the back of the store where the seats were facing away from the door and he could see if a customer came in.

She kept escalating every time she went in. She showed him her boobs. She rubbed her boobs for him. She started to rub her pussy one time, but a customer came in and he had to go wait on him. Seeing him walk away to meet the customer with a raging hardon was funny. He grabbed a measuring device and held it in front of his pants.

On time she rubbed his hardon with her foot as he sat in front of her. It felt awesome. It twitched when she touched it. He looked embarrassed, but she said that he didn't need to. She couldn't tell but it seemed a little bigger than Jim's. She didn't know what normal was. Jim's cock was the only one she'd ever seen. She wondered how Peter's cock looked.

She would masturbate for him, cumming if she had time. She really liked doing that. He would get so hot and bothered watching her, rubbing his pants watching her pussy. She liked cumming for him. He was such an appreciative audience. And when she would leave the store she could feel her wetness running down her leg. That was so erotic.

They would talk while she was...performing for him and struck up a friendship. She liked him. One day he asked her if they could go out some time.

"Don't ruin it, Peter. Don't ruin it," was her reply.

He looked really disappointed. But she liked him. And a plan was forming in her mind.



Susie Ch. 13



That evening at dinner I told Mommy and Daddy what she had said. Daddy said, "Not to worry, princess, we will make sure you are not hurt."

Mommy said, "And, on the same subject, Mr. Daniels has invited all of us to his home on Friday for dinner and to discuss the betrothal. Mrs. Daniels, Corey and Kaitlyn will also be there. From what you have said, Corey's mother may be at a psychological disadvantage there."

"Why, Mommy?"

"Well she lived there when they were married and Mr. Daniels' girlfriend will be there. It might be emotionally difficult to be there. That may cause problems for her in discussions."

"Maybe, Mommy, but I think she knows how to handle her ex-husband. It may turn out to be more of a problem for him."

"You do?"

"Yep! She got exactly what she wanted in the divorce. Even though she said it was only a quarter of his money I think she played him like a fiddle. I think he's more upset that she, Corey and Kaitlyn came away so free of him that has him upset. I doubt it's the money at all. If she had wanted to stay in that house, she could have. You know she lived there until the divorce was final. I don't think she has any attachment to the house at all."

I turned to Cathy and said, "be sure to bring your swimsuit, Mr. Daniels has a fabulous pool. Us kids will have plenty of time while the parents talk."

On Friday, Mommy insisted that Cathy and I dress up, no jeans, for dinner at the Daniels mansion.

Everyone else was there when we arrived and Corey performed the introductions. Daddy and Mr. Daniels exchanged some brief discussion of their work. Mommy asked Mrs. Daniels what she did. I was interested and surprised to hear her say that she did a lot of charitable work. I asked her, "Mrs. Daniels you seem to always be home when I come by. When do you get away?"

She said that she worked late at night. "Many of these places need someone to answer phones or monitor patients 24 hours a day. I take the late night and early morning times that few volunteers want. That way I can be home for Corey and Kaitlyn."

I made a kind of face at Kaitlyn, she had led me to believe that her mom went out at night to meet guys.

Rosa, Mr. Daniels' Housekeeper and cook, made a fabulous dinner. Mr. Daniels said that he had also hired a cleaning service so Rosa would not have to clean up after us.

Over dinner the discussion turned to the kids. Mommy and Mrs. Daniels and even Marianne spent a lot of time saying how wonderful Corey and I were. Cathy and Kaitlyn received only brief mentions. I guess because Corey and I were the main reason for everyone being together.

After dinner, the parents went into the parlor/library to hash out the betrothal. Marianne and 'us kids' were sent to the pool.

Cathy and Skinny Dipping

We went out to the patio and I said, "My suit's in the guest house."

Cathy replied, "Oh goody, I want to see it!"

We all went in and Cathy exclaimed, "Oohh! It's a nice little house with a kitchen and everything."

We went in the bedroom and I got my swimsuit out of the locker in the closet. I heard Cathy asking, "Soooo, this is where you two have sex?"

"Yes it is, Cathy and you are getting a bit too personal." I began removing my clothes.

"Susie!" Cathy pointed out "Corey is right here."

"I know, Cathy. I am not showing him anything he hasn't seen. And I think he likes it."

Corey said, "Yes I do, indeed!"

I was totally nude and grabbed him and gave him a big kiss. I felt him squeeze my butt.

I slipped on my swim suit and heard Cathy say, "Corey, I can show you something you haven't seen."

I turned and saw her standing on the bed pulling her dress over her head. "Cathy, what are you doing!" I shouted.

"You showed Corey your body. I want to show him mine."

I grabbed her and pulled her dress down, saying, "Stop this instant!"

Corey grabbed his swim trunks, said, "I'll wait in the living room," and left with Kaitlyn.

"Cathy, what were you doing?"

"I thought Corey might like to see my naked body too," she explained.

"At least she's honest," I thought and said, "That's not appropriate."

"Didn't you tell me that you and Corey's father's girlfriend go naked in the pool?"

"Well, yes, but it's not appropriate for you, and it's not appropriate now. Put on your swimsuit!"

She put on her suit, pouting all the time and refusing to look at me.

When we came out Kaitlyn was in the living room and told us, "Corey's changing. My suit's in my bedroom. I'm going to get it." She gave me a quick smile. She had clearly enjoyed Cathy's little show and my reaction.

Ever the overdoer, Cathy said, "Where's Corey changing?"

"No, Cathy, we can stay out at the pool," I told her, suspecting she wanted a peek.

Marianne was out sitting on one of the chaises so we went and talked a bit with her. When Kaitlyn and Corey returned the three of us got in the pool but Cathy stayed and continued to chat with Marianne.

After we had been swimming a while, I saw Cathy remove her swim suit and jump into the pool. Startled, I swam over to her. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Marianne said that skinny dipping is allowed, so I decided to try it."

"Cathy get your suit back on right now!"

"Why? Marianne said that you and Corey skinny dip all the time."

"But not today. Mommy and Daddy are here, they won't like it!"

"Well, I could tell them you do it all the time with Corey."

"Oohh Marianne, you blabbermouth," I thought, but said, "Cathy, Marianne also sits here and sunbathes in the nude but she has her suit on today!"

"Yeah! what there is of it," Cathy replied with a smile. Marianne did have some of the skimpiest bathing suits. They were just tiny triangles of cloth held on with almost invisible threads.

"Cathy, please, I don't want a big hassle over this with Mommy and Daddy." Kaitlyn and Corey had come over.

"What's up?" Corey asked.

"Didn't you notice?" I said. "Cathy took off her swimsuit and is stark naked!"

Corey made a ridiculous suggestion. "Maybe we should just go with it, get naked and tell them that's what we always do."

"Corey, that could blow the whole betrothal!" I was losing my mind with worry. "Corey, remember my mother is already concerned that I am a bad influence on Cathy. What can we do? She has to get her suit back on!"

Corey jumped out of the water and went over to Marianne. After a brief discussion Marianne called to Cathy. They spoke for a bit and Cathy put her suit back on. She came back to the pool wearing her best face of disgust and said, "she says skinny dipping isn't allowed today. Did you make her say that, Corey?"

Corey told her, "I just reminded her that we have different rules when certain guests are present," he said.

"Thank you," I whispered to him as Cathy swam to the middle of the pool.

"Cathy's just a very curious young girl," he said, "and also quite an exhibitionist like a close relative of hers I know." He gave me a kiss and a gentle pat on my butt.

"Corey. I worry about her. I don't want her running around and exposing herself to all the guys. That really attracts the wrong sort and gives them improper ideas."

Corey answered, "You may be right but I don't see what we can do about it."

"Please, just don't encourage her." I pleaded.

We got back in the pool and soon we were having so much fun I forgot about Cathy's indiscretions.

Our parents finally came out. It was really late and Mr. Daniels announced, "It's getting late and I have invited everyone to stay the night. Cathy and Susie, your parents have accepted. Corey and Kaitlyn, your mother has accepted as well. Corey, you and Susie can use your usual bedroom in the guest house. Susie's parents will use the other. Cathy, you will stay with Kaitlyn in her room. My ex-wife will use Corey's bedroom in the main house."

"Thank you, Mr. Daniels," I said.

"Oh, one other thing," he said to me. "You and Corey are excused from the guest house cleanup requirements for this one night."

"Thank you again!" I exclaimed.

My mother told Cathy. "It's getting late, you need to get to bed."

"I don't have any PJ's or nightgown," Cathy responded. Then, barely concealing her desire, she asked, "can I sleep in the nude?"

"Kaitlyn probably has something you can wear," Mommy told her.

"Sure," Kaitlyn replied, telling Cathy, "if you don't mind it being a bit too large."

"Corey, it's probably time we turn in too," I said. "Goodnight, Kaitlyn and Cathy. Kaitlyn, don't let her keep you up."

"I'll try not to," Kaitlyn said, "Cathy, come on, let me show you my room."

Before leaving Cathy said, "So, sex in the guest house tonight!"

"Cathy!" I said in exasperation.

As she left I whispered to Corey, "Corey, I think I will feel inhibited with my parents right next door, so I'm not sure about having sex tonight."

Corey replied, "I understand. I have similar feelings."

My mother said, "We're turning in too. Could you show us the room we should use?"

"Sure," I said, "I'll show you the entire guest house. I guess we need to wait for tomorrow to find out the results of your discussions?"

"We'll go over the details tomorrow morning," Daddy told us. "I think you'll be pleased"

We went in and I showed Mommy the rooms in the house, "We usually have to wash the sheets, make the beds and everything before we leave. Mr. Daniels told us we don't need to tonight." I also showed her my locker with the change of clothes I kept there. "Corey and I will use this room, you and Daddy have the other."

In the Hot Tub

I turned to Corey and said, "Let's get in the hot tub before bed."

"Sure," he said.

I turned to Mommy and Daddy and invited them to join us.

"We didn't bring swim suits, dear," Mommy replied.

"You don't need them, we go in naked all the time," I said, without thinking. I realized what I had said and worried about the response.

I was surprised ... , no -- shocked, when Corey told them, "She's right, Mr. and Mrs. Daniels, you can go in without a suit."

Daddy whispered something to Mommy and I was really shocked when Mommy said, "Well maybe the hot tub for a bit."

"Good," Corey said and removed his swim trunks. "Come on, Princess Susan."

I could see Mommy trying not to stare. I could tell she was looking at, while trying not to look at, Corey's penis.

Corey left to turn on the hot tub. Daddy went over to Mommy and started helping her undress while whispering in her ear. In her underwear Mommy was not that bad. Her tummy bulged a little and had stretch marks on it. Daddy removed her bra and her breasts were nice sized and round but sagged a bit and also had stretch marks. I had not seen Mommy in a bathing suit or anything for a while so this was the first time I could remember seeing her figure. She was thin with a nicely narrow waist and fairly large hips. She had a flat behind. She removed her panties and I saw she had a light brown bush of pubic hair that barely covered her slit. She had pronounced major labia and no clitoral hood or minor labia showed.

I went over to her and said, "You're beautiful, Mommy."

Daddy undressed. He was thin, not muscular at all, but certainly not too thin. When he was naked except for his briefs which showed the outline of his penis and testicles, he hesitated.

To get him over his hesitation, I told him, "Daddy, be proud of your penis. I know it gives Mommy huge amounts of pleasure and even more importantly it played a big part in making Cathy and me."

"Maybe you should go out with Corey," he said.

"Daddy, don't be so bashful, I'll see you anyway when you come out. Be proud of it," I told him again and actually tugged down a bit on his waistband.

"Susie!" Mommy said. Then she reached over and took Daddy's waistband herself, saying, "Susie's right dear, you can 'be proud of it'!". She lowered his underwear and held them at his feet as he stepped out. His relaxed penis seemed long but not quite as long as Corey's and was quite thin. He had quite a magnificent set of balls, big as kiwi fruit and hanging five or six inches below his crotch.

"Wow! Daddy," I said with a laugh. "You definitely have nothing to be ashamed of."

I undressed and led them to the hot tub. Corey was already relaxing. It was getting chilly out so the warmth of the tub felt great.

After we had sat for a few minutes I moved close to Mommy and whispered to her, "It really feels great if you sit on one of the jets." I pointed one out to her and gave her a gentle tug on her arm. She moved to it and exclaimed, "Wow!"

"What was that dear?" Daddy asked.

"Oh, Susie just suggested I move over here and it does feel good," she smiled at me and kept smiling.

I went back to her and whispered, "I think you should go over near Daddy and maybe stoke him under the water. I think he would like that."

"Susie!" she exclaimed, "not in front of you and Corey."

"We won't be able to see," I told her. "What do you think Corey and I have been doing?"

Then I told Corey, "Stand up."

"What?" Corey said.

"Please Stand up, I want Mommy to see you."

"Susie!" Mommy said.

At the same time Corey repeated, "What?"

"Please, Corey,just ...stand ...up," I requested a bit insistently. "You can sit right back down."

Corey stood, his fully engorged beast stood out for a foot from his body at a 45 degree angle or so. He sat right back down.

Mommy almost gasped at the full grown size of it and I laughed as I whispered to her, "see what I have been doing under the water. And isn't it magnificent!"

Mommy whispered back, "Yes to both questions. You really get that inside?"

"Yes I do, Mommy," I responded with a smile. "Now go over to Daddy."

Shortly after she went over Daddy said, "Claire, not in front of Susie!". She whispered something in his ear and they sat close to each other. Daddy gave me a big smile.

We continued to relax. My hand caressed Corey's balls and he rested his hand on the inside of my thigh right at my crotch pulling at my pubic hair.

I said, matter of factly, "Can't you tell us anything about what you decided?"

Mommy said again that we would be very pleased with what had been arranged and wanted to keep the details a surprise.

When it was time to go in to bed we realized that we had forgotten the towels. I went in and got them handing them to everyone as the got out of the pool. Daddy's penis was now fully erect and I could see it was maybe nine inches long but only about an inch in diameter. Mommy was still giving it fleeting strokes as they dried off.

I started to dry myself but decided not to do anything different just because my parents were there. So I took my towel and dried Corey, paying especial attention to his beast, even giving it a little kiss as I finished. Then I spread my arms and legs so he could reach everywhere as he dried me. I looked over to see Mommy drying Daddy. I think he had already dried her.

As we went in I told her, "Mommy, I love you and you really are beautiful."

"I love you too, dear," she replied, taking one last glance at Corey's penis as she turned to go to their bedroom. I looked at Daddy's penis and testicles as he turned into the bedroom and thought that she really didn't need to be jealous.

Mommy and Daddy in the Guest House

Mommy and Daddy went to their room. I went into our room, pulled down the bedcovers and went into the bathroom to piss and brush my teeth. Corey came in and, according to tradition, I held the beast and made "designs" in the water with its pee.

As we got into bed, I said, "This was an unusual but very enjoyable evening."

"Yes it was. Cathy is a real live wire and a lot like her sister."

"That's what worries me," I said. "I am very, very, very lucky to have encountered you. Otherwise I don't know where I would have wound up. I don't see how Cathy can be as lucky. And I wasn't sexually active, or even as interested in sex as she is until I was a couple of years older." I felt like crying as I thought about it.

Corey sensed my coming tears and held me tightly, "Your parents have some experience with you and I think Cathy is learning from your experiences as well. I think she'll turn out okay."

"I hope so," I answered.

We lay in the dark for a while and I heard a familiar sound. "Listen," I said.

"What do you hear?"

"Quiet," I whispered, ".... Yes, do you hear it?"

"What?"

"My parents are making love. Isn't that the most wonderful sound?"

The walls of the guest house were better sound insulators than our home but I could hear the familiar sound of a bed creaking rhythmically along with Mommy's moans of pleasure.

"You like hearing them do it?" Corey asked.

"Yes, when they do it it is really making love. I know they are getting closer and closer, making up for any disagreements and making it more and more likely that they will be there for Cathy and me, listen."

Mommy's moans increased in volume and frequency and then ended with the wailing siren of a moan which always indicated her orgasm."

"Go, daddy!" I whispered to no one in particular. "Go daddy! another orgasm for Mommy, Way to go daddy!"

"Corey, I want to make love too." I crawled on top of him and kissed him hard while stroking his side from the armpits down to his hips. I lifted my hips slightly and moved my hand to his balls and his beast. I felt it rise from its slumber.

Corey returned the kiss and stroked my back down to my butt. he pulled my butt apart. That also pulled my slit apart slightly and I felt the cool air strike it. He reached one hand around my butt and gently tickled my labia. Then he reached around, gave me a big hug and flipped me onto my back. He stroked my nipples and my tummy down to my slit then back up and then down and around my thighs, "Oohh" I moaned.

He began fingering my clit and kissing my ears and neck and nipples. He continued to work my clit as his kisses moved over the sides of my breasts, back to my nipples and down between my breasts to my belly button. I held his shoulders and moaned as his kisses reached my thighs. His mouth and tongue went down one leg and up the other, twice! I continued to grasp his shoulders and moan.

As he moved his mouth to my clit he swung his body so his cock touched my lips. I kissed it and ran my tongue under the foreskin. He moaned quietly.

Corey continued to kiss and lick my clit as he inserted his fingers and began stroking inside. I arched my back and grasped his cock with one hand and began moving the foreskin up and letting it fall back. The feeling of orgasm filled my clit and was tingling in my vagina. I moaned louder.

Corey began stroking harder and faster inside me and his tongue whipped quickly back and forth over my clit. I exploded with a loud yell and fabulous spasms in my stomach.

As soon as I could catch my breath I grabbed a condom from the night stand next to me and put in onto Corey's cock. I used the trick of pulling his foreskin back as I put it on, knowing that would increase his pleasure. I barely had time to dab the tip with lubricant before he turned around, pushed a pillow under my hips and drove the beast inside me. "AAHH!" escaped from me as it pushed in.

We kissed passionately as Corey began with long, slow strokes. He was holding himself off of me and I ran my fingers through his chest hair. In the distant background I could hear Mommy beginning her moans of passion again. "Go Daddy!" I thought but I said, "Go Corey!" I could tell Mommy was quickly reaching orgasm again and I barely felt the tingle. I felt like we were in a race which Corey and I were losing.

Corey's slow pace quickened slightly. and I realized he wasn't racing, he was doing his best to prolong my pleasure. I tried relaxing and letting him do it to me. Mommy's moans increased in intensity and frequency. I arched my back and pushed my hips to feel more of Corey inside me.




Susie Ch. 13



Corey's pace quickened and he began driving the beast ever deeper. I heard the fire truck wail of Mommy's orgasm and that suddenly excited me. Orgasmic feelings abruptly rose inside. I twisted my hips and moaned loadly. Corey drove the beast in, hard. I yelled as the orgasm filled my body. He was out and in again. I pushed as he went in and my vagina spasmed. He thrust out and in once more as my abdomen joined in the spasm.

Corey pumped two or three more times as I screamed in pleasure. I felt the beast jerk and release its load of semen. Corey grunted loudly and thrust out and in again. The beast jerked harder and I felt more semen streaming through it and out the tip. All the time I heard myself screaming . He thrust another time, pushed in hard and stayed there grunting and moaning as the beast jerked and exhausted its fill. My screaming had stopped. I could barely catch my breath and spasms still shot through me. The beast trembled intensely inside me. Corey hugged me and planted a big kiss. As we allowed our bodies to relax and the tremors subsided, I heard more sexual activity in the other room. "Okay, Daddy, you win., I don't think we can do it another time," I thought.

When our bodies had completely stopped their trembling and all my parts were relaxed, I said to Corey, "Do you hear them again?" Mommy's moans were quickly approaching another orgasm.

"Yes, I do," He said.

"I think they are trying to out do us. This is the third time. Did you hear them while we were making love?"

"Yes, Princess Susan, I did. It's okay if they 'win', I'm satisfied."

"Me too, Sir Corey," I said to the sound of another of Mommy's orgasmic wails. "Maybe they did it three times but nothing could be as great as what I just experienced."

As was so often the case we slept in each others arms with the beast tucked safely inside my cave.



Susie Ch. 14



My name is Susie. I am 18 and my boyfriend, Corey is 20. During a "skinny dipping" party I teased some of the guys with my private parts and an orgy followed during which I let some of the guys put their cocks in me. Corey was upset about that and asked me for my "troth" and I agreed.

This meant that our parents would arrange for our marriage. Both sets of parents met at Corey's father's mansion to work out the details. It got late and Corey's father invited us to stay over. My parents used one bedroom in the guest house and Corey and I used the other. We used the hot tub, naked , and after we went to bed I heard my parent's making love. Corey and I made love too. I almost felt like I was in a contest to see who would have the most orgasms. My mother had three but I only had two.

 The Betrothal Contract

My father woke us in the morning by knocking on the door. We were still in each others arms with Corey's cock limp but still inside me. "Princess, Corey, time for breakfast," Daddy announced. We separated reluctantly and dressed to go to the main house.

Both Mommy and Daddy were waiting for us as we came out. My sister, Cathy, was also there, naked, "I left my dress in your bedroom when I changed to my swimsuit," she explained. I think she just wanted to show herself off because she kind of spread her arms to emphasize her nakedness. She went in to dress.

"I gather you had a very pleasant evening," Mommy said, making no comment about Cathy. I knew she had heard us making love, just as we had heard them.

"Yes, we certainly did, ... and I know you did too," I responded.

I decided not to hold back. "I think you were trying to prove you could out-do us and maybe you did. You gave Mommy three orgasms before we went to sleep, Daddy. I have no idea how many more you had, Mommy. Corey and I could only manage two before we fell asleep. But I might match the intensity with anything you had, Mommy."

I couldn't stop, "You certainly do have reason to be proud of that penis of yours, Daddy."

I don't think they knew what to say in response. Corey broke the silence, "I'm glad we all had such spectacular evenings. How about breakfast. I assume it's in the main dining room?"

As we arrived, Mr. Daniels asked, "I hope you slept well in the guest house?"

I couldn't contain myself, "We slept very well. Mr. Daniels but not after having a bit of a really enjoyable contest. Daddy and Mommy won. Daddy gave Mommy three orgasms last night but Corey and I could only manage two. Mommy was so loud I thought you might hear it in the main house."

"Well ..." Cathy said.

"Well ... , what?" Mommy asked.

"Well," Kaitlyn, Corey's sister and my best friend, stepped in, "I heard something and asked Cathy, 'What was that?' She told me that she didn't think it was a fire engine but sounded like her Mom when she was having sex with her Dad. Later we heard a loud yell of some kind and I said, 'I bet that's Susie having sex with Corey'. We heard two more of the sound that Cathy said was her Mom and Dad." She and Cathy looked at each other and started giggling.

Mommy said, "I'm so embarrassed."

"Don't be embarrassed, Mommy," I said. "Be proud! When I heard you I told Corey it's the most wonderful sound in the world. When I hear it I know you and Daddy love each other and are helping yourselves to love each other more. Didn't I say that, Corey?"


"Yes she did, Mrs. O'Connell," Corey said.

"And Cathy told me that it was a wonderful sound because it made her know her Mom and Dad were happy with each other." Kaitlyn added.

Mr. Daniels concluded the conversation, "I'm glad you all had such a wonderful time in the guest house."

"And are putting it to such an excellent use," he added, directed mostly to Corey and me. I should mention that he lets us use the guest house almost any time we want.

I asked the question I had been wanting the answer to, "Did you make any decisions about Corey and me?"

Daddy answered, "Yes we did, Princess. We decided we would agree to a betrothal contract of the type Corey proposed."

I jumped up and kissed Mommy, Daddy, Mrs. Daniels and even Mr. Daniels.

Corey asked another question, "Can you fill us in on the details?"

"Yes," Daddy said. "You both need to read and understand the contract. It's not final yet, your father wants to have it reviewed by a lawyer before we finish it. He is making a big concession and he wants to be sure that it will stand up in court. He also wants a lawyer to identify the portions that are not legally valid."

"Dad, What's the problem?" Corey asked his father.

"Corey, you know my concern that no matter what happens you not lose any part of your trust fund or inheritance. In order to do that I asked for some things in the contract. In exchange, Susie's father also asked for something. We agreed that he would be the one to tell you so I'll let him proceed. I just want to be sure that what we have agreed to is legally valid. You have also claimed that some of the aspects are morally but not legally valid. I want to be sure that is the case. I am in no way opposed to you marrying this lovely young woman."

Daddy continued, "The basic case is that we have agreed that Susie and Corey are to be married. The Marriage is not to take place until both of them have completed college. More precisely, you must both have a bachelor's degree from a proper, accredited school. Corey must receive his from a top ten university and Susie must receive hers from a top 50 university. That can either be the top ten or fifty overall or the top ten or fifty in the area of specialty. In order to assure Susie of being able to complete her education, Mr. Daniels has generously volunteered to establish a trust fund for her education."

"Mr. Daniels!" I exclaimed, "that is unbelievably generous of you. Thank you! Is it okay to accept it, Daddy?"

"You are welcome, child," Mr. Daniels responded. "It is for my future daughter. Before you jump with joy, there are conditions attached."

Mommy said, "It's okay, Susie. As you will see, it comes with a price."

Daddy continued, "If you two do not marry within four years of receiving a degree or do not get your degree within eight years of graduating high school then, Susie, you will be responsible for paying back the entire amount. There are extensions if either of you is actively pursuing an advanced degree."

"Further, there is a requirement that before you get married you must enter into a legally valid pre-nuptial contract that guarantees Corey will retain all of any trust fund or inheritance he receives from his father or his father's estate.

"Finally there are a list of reasons that the contract can be terminated. It can be terminated at the request of both families. It can be terminated at the request of one family should Susie become pregnant. It can be terminated at the request of one family should Corey be legally recognized as the father of a baby, not yours, Susie."

"I can assure you that will never happen," Corey said.

"I think that's the most of it. Did I miss anything important?" Daddy concluded.

"Do you have any questions or concerns?" Mrs. Daniels asked. We had none.

On the way home I asked, "Is that pre-nuptial agreement anything to worry about?"

Mommy said, "Maybe a bit. It means that if you and Corey ever had a divorce then you might not have enough money. Your father was masterful in the discussion. He demanded that you have a trust fund for your education. We gave in on the pre-nup as part of getting that. You should probably be more concerned about having to pay back any money you use from the trust fund if you don't marry Corey. As long as you have an education, you should be okay without any part of Corey's money. I also don't want you getting married to anyone thinking that a divorce is a way out of it."

 With Mommy at Home

At home, Mommy came into my room.

"Thank you for our wonderful night," she said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Well getting us into the hot tub and then telling me to stroke your father's penis led to a most amazing night for me. I can learn from you."

"Oh, Mommy, you and Daddy have ever so much more experience."

"I think we have gotten used to certain ways," she said. "you shook them up last night. You know, if you and Corey hadn't gotten us naked we would have probably have just slept in our underwear. Being naked with the two of you, and sitting on that hot tub jet, and then touching and being touched under the water, and finally getting into bed naked. Well I was readier for your father than I have been for years, maybe more ready than I ever was. So, thank you."

"You're welcome, Mommy."

"I think I understand why you want to talk so explicitly about your times with Corey. I have this desire to talk about last night with your father," she said.

"You can talk to me," I offered. "Does his penis go all the way in you like Corey's does with me? A girl I know said she couldn't get anything over seven inches all the way in. Daddy must be at least ten!"

"Nine and a half," Mommy smiled. "And it does go all the way in. It hurt the first time we had sex when he pushed all the way in. When I winced in pain, he took it easy and afterwards didn't push so hard. I really appreciated him for considering me like that. Over time he was able to push further in and now, well, sometimes I wish it were even bigger," She laughed lightly. "It's not nearly as big around as Corey's though. I would think that Corey's would hurt because of that."

"No it doesn't," I said. "How do you know Daddy's is nine and a half inches long? Did you measure it?"

"Well, no, your father did. I think all men do that."

"One of my friends said the same thing. Do you think Corey has measured his?"

"I'd bet on it," she said, "Why don't you ask him?"

"You really think so?" I laughed. "Why would men do that?"

She laughed lightly, "I guess they think penis size is important."

"Maybe it is," I responded with a giggle. "I'm sure happy that Corey's is big. Aren't you happy with Daddy's?"

"Yes, I guess I am," she responded with a smile. "Your father's is four inches around by the way."

"Really?" I giggled again, "I wonder how big around Corey's is?"

"Ask him," she told me. We both giggled at that. I had never heard her giggle.

"Speaking of sizes, Daddy has the biggest testicles," I told her.

"Yes he does, I like the way they slap my rear when we make love. And when we do it doggy style ..."

"What's doggy style?" I asked.

She laughed, "I thought you were the one who knew all about sexual matters. She described how doggy style was like the way dogs have sex and even knelt on my bed to show me.

"Corey and I always do it facing each other. Usually he's on top but sometimes he is lying down and I sit on top of him," I positioned my body to show her.

She then described and demonstrated a couple of other positions that she and daddy use.

"Mommy, do you need to be so explicit?" I said, mimicking a tone she had used with me. We both laughed.

"Anyway, as I was saying. When your father and I make love doggy style the feeling of his testicles bouncing against my clitoris is, ... ," she paused seemingly lost in thought. "Well, it really needs to be experienced. All I can say is, I love it."

"Corey's balls pull up into his body when he gets excited," I said with a note of jealousy. "I guess I won't get to feel that."

"I noticed that his balls were gone when you made him stand up in the hot tub. I was really upset at first when you asked him to stand up. But now it's almost funny. You really had him excited. Where do his testicles go?"

"They go up just above his penis. All the guys I've had a chance to experiment with have little pockets up there that the balls can fit into. Most of them have some contraction of their ... their ...," why couldn't I remember that word? Then it came to me, "their scrotum when they get excited."

"Oh, I didn't realize that, I've only had sex with one other boy besides your father. And, Susie, you mustn't think of what you might be missing, think of what Corey gives you."

I was taken aback by her admission but chose to ignore it, "Yes he does have a magnificent cock, oh, sorry, I mean penis."

"That's okay, Susie, yes he does. But that's not what I really meant."

"Oh, what do you mean?"

"I mean the things you like about Corey as a person,. That's most important!"

I thought about Corey's care and concern for me and the way he treats me and agreed.

I couldn't resist asking her, "You had sex with another boy?"

I could tell she had hoped I hadn't noticed her slip, "Well, yes, in high school. I was a sophomore, only 16. He was a senior. I thought he loved me and cared for me but when he left for college he never got back in touch with me. I think it was that experience that makes me so concerned about you and Cathy."

"I understand, Mommy," I told her. "Randy, the boy I was with before Corey was like that except I never really thought he cared for me except for the sex."

"You know," she said, "Corey is a lot like your Daddy was when I first met him. He was kind of geeky with almost no experience with women. Do you know I had to teach him about foreplay and even where his penis went."

"Mommy, I don't believe that! Don't boys just know where their penis goes?"

"Well, they know the general area but your Daddy couldn't seem to locate the exact spot unless I guided it in with my hand." We laughed at that.

I guess we were laughing so hard at some of what we were talking about that Daddy came to the door. "What's going on here?" he asked.

"We're just talking 'girl stuff'," Mommy told him.

"Penises and testicles and stuff," I said boldly.

"Oh...," was his reply to that. I noticed his cheeks redden as he turned to leave.

"Susie was commenting on how big your testicles are," Mommy told him with a slight laugh.

"I was saying I would like to feel them," I said, again feeling rather bold.

"That doesn't..." Daddy started, his cheeks a definite red.

"Why not?" Mommy interrupted. "Close the door and drop your pants."

I was shocked and Daddy stood there speechless. Mommy rose slightly, reached out and closed the door. Then she unbuckled Daddy's belt and began to undo his trousers. At that, Daddy went along and unzipped and lowered his pants and underpants. There was his long, thin cock and his magnificent balls hanging down in that huge sack.

Come on, Susie, check them out," Mommy said with a smile, taking Daddy's flaccid penis and holding it up and away from his testicles. "Come on, it's okay," she said very gently.

Daddy was looking up at the ceiling as I came over and put my palm under his sack and lifted gently. They were a bit heavier than I expected. I closed my hand around his balls and felt them rolling around in my grasp.

"Oh, look, Mommy, see them squirm!" I exclaimed.

"Yes, dear," she said. "Don't they feel good when they do that, I'm getting wet just thinking about it."

I felt their size, " bigger than Kiwi fruit, maybe as big as large eggs ," I thought to myself.

"Thank you Daddy, and of course Mommy too," I said as I let them drop back to their normal position several inches below Daddy's crotch.

"You're welcome dear," Mommy said.

"That was embarrassing," was all Daddy said, red faced and still not looking at me as he pulled up his pants.

There was a knock and Cathy yelled, "What's going on in there!" from outside the door.

"We're just talking to Susie, dear," Mommy said.

"Are you talking about sex again? It's always about sex with Susie!" Cathy exclaimed through the closed door. As Daddy opened the door, pants up, zipped, and buckled, she finished with, "What's she gone and done now?"

"Nothing!" I half yelled at her. "Mommy and I were just talking."

"Then why's dad here with the door closed, and locked? "

"We were just talking, dear," Mommy told her.

"Yes, just talking," Daddy choked out.

"About sex, I bet," Cathy added as she and Daddy left.

"I'm worried about Cathy," I told Mommy.

"Worried? How?" she asked.

"Mommy, you know, she's always talking about sex, and ...," I paused, not sure how, or whether, to say what I was about to say.

I continued, "and I think it may be my fault. And ...," I paused again. "And I think you blame me too." I felt myself starting to tear up.

"What makes you say she's always talking about sex?" Mommy asked.

"Didn't you just hear her? She's always saying it's always about sex with me."

Well, more often that not, it seems like that to me too, dear," Mommy said.

Then I told her how she had started to undress in front of Corey and how she had undressed at the pool ,and reminded her of how she had come in naked the next morning on the pretext of having left her dress behind. "She could have thrown on something!" I exclaimed, "and not only that, she asked me about losing her virginity."

That caught Mommy's interest, " What?"

Yes, she told me there's a boy at school. They call him 'the cherry picker' or 'cherry popper'. He deflowers virgins, almost as a service for them."

They just let him do it? He seduces them somehow?"

According to Cathy the girls come to him. He has a reputation of making it really enjoyable. Cathy said two girls she knows used him and had the best experience they ever had. She said the girls who did it the first time with their boyfriends usually complained afterwards."

I'm not sure I believe that. High School rumor mill and an urban legend more likely."

I just know what Cathy said," I told her. "I told Cathy about how my friends and I deflowered each other with a vibrator and she promised that she would come to me to be deflowered before she actually had sex the first time."

Susie, why would you do that?"

I thought it would give me a chance to talk to her about it," I said, and then added, mostly as an afterthought, "I could also see if I could get her to talk to you first."

"Thank you for telling me about this, Susie. Maybe I do need to have a talk with her myself."

"Don't tell her I told, please don't," I pleaded.

"I'll think about it," she said and ended our conversation.

We had spent over an hour more talking like girlfriends about our romantic and sexual experiences in explicit detail. Mommy even admitted to having sex with another guy before she met Daddy. I had never felt closer to her. After that I found I could talk to her about anything.

 Contract Revisions

Corey called later in the day and Daddy answered. He came into the family room and told us that Corey had a problem with the required 'pre-nup'.

"He's concerned that if the marriage ends due to some misfortune. like his death, that Susie will be cut off and have to repay the education fund."

"I am sure that his father would be willing to add the appropriate wording to take care of that," Mommy responded.

"I told him that and he agreed but he is concerned that we will be unable to consider all the conditions. He is concerned that even a divorce shouldn't prevent Susie from keeping her education money and some portion of his inheritance. He says that a divorce would not be all Susie's fault."

"So, is the betrothal off?" I asked, sadly.

"No, Corey pointed out that his father needn't be involved in the betrothal," Daddy said.

"But that education fund for Susie would be nice, and he needs to be involved with that," Mommy said with a note of concern.

"I don't have to have an education fund from Mr. Daniels," I said. "We wouldn't be any worse off if he doesn't provide one."

"Still, it was generous of him to offer it and it would be nice," Mommy reiterated.

"Corey is going to talk to him about the whole thing," Daddy said. "He said he wants Susie to have the education fund. He is going to try to convince his father to provide it, 'no strings attached'."




Susie Ch. 14



Chapter 14 -- The Proposal

Susie and Jim had another hot session at his house one Saturday, almost two months after the first encounter. Her parents were gone for the weekend. She stayed the night in his bed. She woke him up twice by sucking on his cock. They had a lot of sex that weekend, but he still would not fuck her. 

But she learned that just a touch could turn her on. She found out that she LOVED to have her boobs licked and sucked. He could do it for hours for all she cared. And he would rub her pussy while he licked her boobs. And he would slip his hand under her ass and rub her asshole. And sometimes would slip that same hand into her pussy from underneath. She would be getting pleasure from four different places. Her body would feel electric as she squirmed and arched and came. She loved it!

She learned how to touch Jim, to make him squirm...to make him hard. And one time she rolled HIM over and kissed and licked HIS ass. And she spread HIS ass cheeks and licked HIS asshole.

They were lying on his bed, recovering from a great 69. "His name is Peter," she told him.

"Who?"

"The guy in the shoe store. I've been going back some. He's a real nice guy."

"Going back? What have you been doing?"

"What do you think? I've been showing off for him. It's been cool. He's a real nice guy. I like him."

"OK," was his reply, not really knowing what to say.

"I want him to be the guy."

"What guy?"

"The guy who takes my virginity."

"Oh, Susie. Are you sure you're ready for that? And can you really trust him? Have you been dating?"

"No, our only dates have been at his store," she giggled. "But he DID ask me out. I said no."

"But you want him to...fuck you. What if he's a pervert? What if he takes advantage of you. You don't know what could happen."

"I don't think he's a pervert," she laughed. "He's a nice guy, sweet. Plus I'm over 18 and I AM ready. You've taught me a lot. Since you won't do it, I want him to. But I want you to help."

"Huh?"

"I want you to help."

"And how would I do that? Give him pointers? Hold your hand?"

"I want you to protect me. To be there for me. To make sure nothing bad happens. And pointers wouldn't be bad," she laughed.

"Susie, this is highly unusual. No guy is gonna want me in the next room. How are you gonna hide me. In the closet?"

"No, I want you to go with me and ask him if he would."

"Susie, you're crazy!" he laughed. "You want me to ask him if he would fuck you?"

"Yes," was all she said.

"What about pregnancy?"

"I started on the pill a few days after we first did it. I went to the free clinic. I wanted to be ready in case YOU decided to do it."

Jim was quiet for a long time. He sighed. "I guess I'll help you. What do you want me to do?"

"I'm going to see him tomorrow after school. I want you to come."

"And do what?"

"Tell him what I want."

"Girl, you are crazy."

They met at the mall the next day. She told him she wanted him to come in after she sat down. When she walked in Peter's face lit up. He wasn't sure she'd be back after he asked her out. He felt foolish after that and figured he'd ruined it.

She sat down in her regular seat and he sat on the stool, ready for his show. Then his eyes went to the door and he looked disappointed. He got up and said, "dangit! A customer." 

She laughed. "It's not a customer. He's my friend."

Peter looked extremely nervous. Was he about to be arrested? But all he was doing was...looking.

Jim sat down next to Susie and she introduced him. "Peter, don't be nervous. This is my friend Jim. I asked him here. We've got a proposal."

Peter nervously sat down on his stool. Susie looked at Jim. "Your turn."

Jim looked at her. "You want ME to ask him?"

"That's the plan."

Now Jim was nervous. Really, they were all nervous. Jim squirmed around in his chair, looking for the right words.

"Um, Susie...um...well, I know what you two have been doing."

Peter turned red. Susie said, "I told him. I told him everything. It's OK. He's not mad. He's helping me."

Peter did not know what to say. In a minute Jim continued. "Peter, Susie has a proposal, but she's really worried about it. And she feels she needs my help. You might not know it, but Susie is a virgin."

Peter looked at Susie, and back at Jim. He turned red again. "Um, so am I," he stammered. Most guys wouldn't admit that, especially to another guy.

Jim went on. "She says she wants to...remedy that...with you."

His eyes shot to Susie. They got real big. Was he being propositioned? Yeah, that seemed to be what it was. What do you say with something like that? "OK," was all he could get out.

"Jim is the first guy who's seen me naked," Susie explained. "He's taught me a lot about sex. But he won't do this. I want you to do it."

To do it? She wanted him to fuck her? "I...I've never done that. I don't know if I could. Well, I guess I could, but what if I messed it up?" he laughed.

"That's why I want him there. I want him to teach us both." Jim's head snapped to her at that. He didn't say anything. She wanted him to watch them fuck? That had always been a dream, but...wow!

They were all quiet for a bit. Finally Susie broke the silence. "What do you think?"

"Think? Wow! Susie, I would LOVE to have sex with you. But...." He looked over at Jim.

"But you're nervous having me there."

"Well...yeah," he said, looking down.

"Would you like to know how to do it right?"

"Well, yeah," Peter said, looking at Susie. He looked back at Jim. "How would it work?"

Jim's mind was racing. How WOULD it work? He was coming up with a plan on the run. "I'll tell ya what. Let's you and I get together soon and talk about it, OK?"

"OK," was all he said.

With that Susie hiked up her skirt and began to masturbate for them. She was SO horny she came very quickly.

When she recovered she lowered her skirt and stood. She took Jim's arm and they walked out together. "I'll be in touch," Jim said over his shoulder.



Susie Ch. 14



"He'll surely want to keep me from having it if we don't get married," I said.

"Corey would want to be sure you don't have to pay it back if you don't get married through no fault of yours," Daddy said. "I am more and more convinced that he is a fine young man to be considering you so much."

"I like him a lot too," I said and gave Daddy a kiss on his cheek.

Tuesday evening, Mr. Daniels called and talked to Daddy.

"Corey's father has received the response from his lawyer," Daddy told us. "The lawyer told him that the legally enforceable portion of the contract should be separated from the portion that is not legally enforcable. That means that any pre-nup and the education funding will be a separate document.

"Since Corey's mother has custody, it appears that Corey's father will not be involved in the betrothal portion since that is where most of the non-legally enforceable stuff is. The lawyer also told him that any details about whether Corey's inheritance would go to Corey's wife need to be in the details of his living trust.

"The lawyer also told him that he could not demand a pre-nup or conditions in the pre-nup. The pre-nup could only be between the spouses. So any details regarding any education fund for Susie would need to be part of the trust fund conditions. The lawyer said that since Corey's father is setting up and funding the trust fund those conditions are entirely up to him.

"He said Corey had talked to him about his concerns and that they had reached a conclusion. As I understand it, the responsibility to pay back the fund will decrease over time so that if you stay married for at least ten years there will be no responsibility to pay it back. Any children born of the marriage will also reduce the time. He will also add detail that specifies there will be no need to pay it back if the marriage does not occur or is ended due to 'no fault' of Susie's."

"That sounds fair," Mommy said.

"It all sounds good to me," I said. "Especially the part about how only Corey's mom is involved in the betrothal. But I don't understand how the education fund can specify all this stuff about getting married to Corey if Mr. Daniels isn't part of the betrothal agreement."

Daddy said, "I think that will just be in the details of the education trust fund. It will say that the fund is being provided to you on the condition that you marry Corey and will specify that you must repay if you don't marry him. It will be completely separate from any betrothal agreement. It is a bit confusing how all the parts fit together. I think we should just concentrate on whatever Corey's father promises you and expects from you and not worry about his will or living trust."

 Final Contract

A week later I received a package from Corey's father which contained the contract for my education trust fund. It was full of legal wording but Daddy and Mommy sat down with me to decipher it. Basically it said I could accept or reject the terms and that by taking any money out of the trust I had accepted them. I could also send back a letter saying I rejected the terms.

There were specific things I could use the trust fund for and I had to keep receipts showing the use. I didn't need to send them in, just keep them. Daddy said that implied Mr. Daniels could challenge my use of the money and demand to see them so I would need to keep them all together in a safe place and absolutely never use the money for anything else. We agreed to buy a small, portable, fire-proof safe to hold them.

In the case of the dissolution of the marriage for any reason an arbiter would determine how much, if any, of the funds I needed to pay back based on the arbiter's decision of the percent of my fault in the dissolution.

"Before you use any of the money we will need to have a lawyer confirm our interpretation," Daddy said.

The next day Corey's mom called and invited our family to her house to finalize the betrothal agreement. Mommy had talked to her and told me that she wanted to wait for Corey's dad to complete the education trust before we did anything with the betrothal agreement.

Corey's mom had prepared a great dinner for us and we talked about the education agreement and any issues it might have. Everyone was pleased with it and Daddy said we would have our own lawyer look at it to be sure there were no hidden problems. Corey's mom invited all of us, even Cathy to sit in on the final decisions about the betrothal.

The process went quickly since everyone was in general agreement. There were very few penalties or conditions. No one could think of appropriate penalties should one of us back out of the agreement so we had none. Because of that there was no good way to terminate the agreement since either of us could back out without penalty.

I didn't like that because it seemed the agreement was nothing more than a piece of paper. I insisted there should be some sort of process for backing out and some kind of penalty if the agreement was voided by one party. Cathy suggested we just write in a cash penalty and then have some way to void the agreement and avoid the penalty. We decided on a penalty of $5,000. That was enough to give pause but not excessive. The agreement could be voided only by agreement between Corey's mom and one of my parents. Since there was now a monetary penalty, Daddy insisted that our lawyers review it before anyone sign. That was frustrating. I had hoped it would be finished that night.

Our lawyer added some information about what would happen if Corey's mom or my parents died. He also added words about the contract being void if Corey or I died or became incapacitated. The stuff about being incapacitated took up almost half of the document. Corey's mom's lawyer had made similar changes and Daddy arranged for the two lawyers to get together to work out the details. Finally we had an agreement and a warning from both lawyers that it was probably legally unenforceable. Everyone had to sign an addendum which stated that they understood that.

Everyone got together at a nice restaurant to sign the papers. When dinner was over Corey and I announced that we were going to the guest house for our own celebration of the signing. Mommy and Daddy kissed me goodbye and Mommy said she wished we weren't still doing this. I told her I would be all right. Cathy came out with us to say goodbye and asked if were going to have sex. I told her, "I certainly hope so," as I got into Corey's car.

 Celebration

On the way to the guest house we both talked about how relieved we were to have the agreement in place. I began rubbing Corey's penis through his slacks as he drove. I felt it stiffen and grow. Because of the restricted space, it couldn't get to full size so I unzipped him and pulled it free to enlarge as I stroked it in the dark. Corey reached down and rubbed my crotch when he could safely free his right hand.

Corey parked and ran to unlock the guest house with his erect penis sticking out of his pants. I followed. we stripped naked as we went through the living room. "Hot tub!" I exclaimed and Corey nodded in agreement.

The tub was cold as I stepped in and Corey turned it on. I stood naked with just my feet in the water as the warm bubbling began. Corey came over and I hugged and kissed him, pushing my belly against his huge cock. He massaged my breasts gently. The water warmed and we slowly descended into the tub and sat down, maintaining the kiss and hug.

Once we were seated Corey moved a hand from my breast to my crotch and began massaging my labia and then my clit while gently probing my mouth with his tongue. I returned the favor by caressing the tip of his penis and pushing my tongue past his. The warm bubbles massaged my body.

Corey pushed a finger and then two into my receptive vagina, continuing to rub my clit with his thumb. I felt the tingling sensation of orgasm begin to fill my genitals and intensified my rubbing of his cock, moving up and down its entire length.

He released his lock on my lips and moaned, "I am going to ejaculate here in the tub if you keep that up. You either need to stop, much as I enjoy it, or be ready for a flood of semen in the water."

I released my grasp on the beast and began stroking his chest. "Perhaps it's time to go inside," I said, "I'm more than ready."

"Me too," Corey said. As he stood up, the beast broke the water and looked bigger and harder than I had ever seen it.

"Prince Corey, methinks the beast is anxious to visit my cave of pleasure," I joked as I patted it gently. "I have never seen him so hard and swollen with desire. The cave is open and wet with equal desire."

As I rose from the tub into the rapidly cooling night air, I realized we had forgotten to bring towels out. "Corey, go to the kitchen so we won't get too much water on the carpet." I rushed to the linen closet and grabbed some towels. I so wanted that huge, round, hard cock inside me. As I entered the kitchen and saw Corey standing there my heart sank. 'The beast' had softened and was beginning to droop. However, as Corey saw me enter the kitchen naked, the beast perked up and began to rise. I thought to myself that it was Corey's desire for me that filled the beast and that my actions could fill him again and bring him back to that hardened, anxious state.

I gently laid one towel on the floor, throwing the others on the counter. I wiped the floor and said, "Here, stand on this towel while I get another to dry you with." As Corey moved to the towel I rose and said, "I do love you so, my prince." I pressed my wet body against his, threw my arms around his neck and kissed, hard, thrusting my tongue as far in as it would go. I felt 'the beast' grow hard and rise against my tummy.

I released the kiss and took a towel from the counter. I gently dried Corey's body, front and back. As I knelt to dry his legs I sucked the tip of the beast and licked around the tip where it joined the shaft. Corey responded with a gentle moan and pulled my head closer to him.

I finished, threw the towel on the floor, stood on it, took another towel from the counter and handed to him. He dried me with gentle stokes, paying special attention to my crotch. As he finished he rose, pushing one hand between my legs and placing the other on my butt. He pulled me close, his massive, hard penis, 'the beast' pressed into my tummy. "I love you," He said gently before his lips pushed against mine and his tongue entered my mouth.

We separated and I put one hand on his butt and led him to the bedroom, extinguishing the lights. "I don't care about the bedspread," I said as I laid on my back on top of the bedspread, my legs apart. "Come to me, my prince. Allow your beast to enter and explore my cave once again."

Corey carefully lay on top of me, one leg between mine and 'the beast' pressing against me. As he pressed his lips gently against mine, he rubbed my genitals with his leg and massaged my breasts with his hands. I wrapped my arms around him and gently held his butt cheeks, one with each hand. I pushed my fingers gently into his butt crack and moved them up and down inside.

Corey moved a hand down my abdomen to my crotch and began stroking my labia. I moved one hand around to his cock and held it gently with one finger gently massaging the tip and pushing at the pee hole. His fingers pushed inside my vagina and his thumb moved to my clit. His tongue continued to explore my mouth and I pushed my tongue inside his mouth.

After several minutes he moved his mouth from mine and kissed my ears, my eyelids, my nose, and gave long lingering kisses to my neck. His fingers stroked inside my vagina at my G-spot and his thumb continued stroking my clit. I kept my hand on his cock, stoking it as orgasmic tingling filled my lower abdomen.

Corey began kissing my breasts and nipples, licking around my aureoles. I began stroking his entire cock. I arched my back in pleasure, "Oh, Corey, that feels so good, so good," I said.

Sensing my level of excitement, he moved his head to my crotch and began licking at my clit as he stroked his fingers in and out giving special attention to my G-spot. He moved his legs to my head so I could continue playing with 'the beast'. I used both hands and rubbed it up and down and around. I moved my head to it and licked the tip, pushing my tongue at the pee-hole. I felt it's huge, hardness and imagined what it would look like if the lights were on. The thought of having it inside me soon caused my sexual excitement to boil over and I screamed in ecstasy as orgasmic spasms pulsed though my entire body. Over and over they came. I yelled, " Corey, my love, my love, my love! "

As the spasms died away I felt Corey rise over me. I lifted my legs and spread them wide for him. The beast I so desired was poised to enter. Corey grabbed a pillow and positioned it under my hips. I moved so my vaginal entrance pointed to the ceiling.

'The beast' lingered at the entrance to my cave, gently probing the labial curtains covering the entrance. Then Corey gently and slowly pushed the beast inside. I felt the tip spread the entry curtains and pulled them inside with it. The tip passed the edge of the lips and I could feel them grasp the base of the tip as it moved across my G-spot. "Oh, Prince, Corey, I love you, I love your beast, I love what you and he do inside my cave. I love being with you here and always," I gasped out as another orgasm began to rise within me.

"the beast continued to slowly slide inside. I could feel the wetness of my vagina allowing it free entry. The tip reached my cervix and began pushing against it. I felt my vagina stretching, stretching, stretching as more and more of the beast entered sliding against the entryway lips and rubbing my G-spot. Small orgasmic throbbing began massaging it inside me.

I felt the base of the beast push against my labia. Corey's abdomen pushed against the cave entrance and I felt his shrunken balls against my butt. The throbbing grew and spread across my abdomen, turning into spasms inside and out. Once more I yelled out my love for Corey as he began thrusting the beast in and out, in and out with my vagina doing its best to pull it in and keep it there. Only the fact that I was unbelievably wet and lubricated inside allowed him to pull out.

The orgasm went on and on. Corey kept thrusting. I could tell he was holding back his own orgasm with great difficulty. I began to understand the time Corey thought my continued thrusting would kill him with pleasure. I felt like I couldn't stand any more. The thrusting continued, my orgasmic spasms intensified. I knew I was about to die. " COREY! " I screamed and I felt his cock jerk inside me. My orgasm intensified yet again. I thought I had already experienced the ultimate pleasure with Corey but it had never been like this. I felt the fluid streaming through the beast and into the cavity of my vagina. I felt the fluid expand it even more and rush along the sides to the exit. As it dripped down my butt and through my butt crack I felt a sense of loss. " Stay inside, make a baby for Corey and me ," the thoughts came, even as I realized that the pill would prevent them from finding an egg even if they remained inside.

Meanwhile my orgasm continued, reducing in intensity. Corey was hugging me tightly and kissing my lips intensely. I hadn't been aware of anything around me. I had only felt the spasms, the unbelievable pleasure and the feeling of that wonderful cock as it filled me with its creative juices. Now, as my sense of the outside world returned, I returned Corey's kiss and hug, enjoying the feeling of the shrinking beast inside me.

We hugged and kissed for what seemed an eternity. When our lips separated I told him my thoughts. "Corey I do so love you, and I do so want to have your baby. I know now isn't the time and we have to wait. Tonight was the most fabulous sexual pleasure I have ever had, ever . It gave me a tremendous desire that your seed would impregnate me. I knew that sex was about having babies but until tonight that was just a bit of information. Tonight, it was if my whole being yearned that our being together and this intense pleasure would create a new life. It was like the pleasure would only be complete if a new life resulted. I feel like the pleasure, the greatest pleasure of my entire life, is incomplete because no child will result."

In reply Corey hugged me tighter, "We will have a child some day and I hope his or her conception is as fabulous as tonight."

We slept.

In the morning I awoke with the beast still inside me, a pool of semen under my hips and locked in Corey's sleeping embrace. I thought of the past summer. Having sex with Corey, a guy I liked but didn't really love. A guy who pined for me despite my lack of real attention to him. Having sex for the first time with the encouragement of his sister, my best friend, Kaitlyn. I thought of my quickly growing love and respect for this brilliant, caring man. I thought of our decision to be 'betrothed' and our efforts to have our parents agree and sign the betrothal contract.

" Corey ," I thought, " we are now officially betrothed. Corey, my love, the father of my future children. Prince Corey, I love you so. "



Susie Ch. 15



I am Susie O'Connell and Howard provided this story about his "first time" with Colleen (and Colleen's first time). I was going to mention part of this in one of my stories but Howard (with help from Colleen) tells the complete story.

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My name is Howard Duncan. This story is about my 20th birthday "present" from Colleen.

If you have read the stories about how I met Colleen you know that I'm sort of a "geek" and never felt I was attractive to girls but for some reason Colleen was attracted to me. Despite being very attractive she had little experience with boys because her parents were very protective. You would also know that while discussing whether to attend a "skinny dipping" party at Corey Daniels' father's mansion she made it clear she wanted to lose her virginity to me as a "present" for both of us on my 20th birthday.

Colleen is a good gymnast and a champion diver. I go to her meets at the State college where she attends on an athletic scholarship and I often pick her up after gymnastics practice. Sometimes she waits until the women's locker room has cleared out and disrobes for me. I always return the favor by lowering my pants so she can see and feel me too.

Telling Colleen's Parents

As my birthday approached our conversations frequently turned to the subject of what we were going to do.

"I'm not sure I can wait for your birthday to have sex," was one of her frequent comments. For some reason she didn't want to use the pill and didn't think condoms were very effective. She was carefully following her ovulation symptoms and was positive she could tell when she was fertile so she would usually follow that comment with something like , "we would risk me getting pregnant if we have sex now. I guess I'm only saying 'I can't wait' figuratively. I want it so much."

I would usually reply to the effect of, "it's less than three weeks away."

Once after such a reply I said "we should start making plans. I don't think I want to just park and do it in my car."

"Certainly!," she responded. "I want to have all night. I'm thinking about telling my parents that I will be spending the night at a girlfriend's."

I was worried about that. "I don't want them to catch you in a lie," I said. "What if they call your girlfriend and find you aren't there. I can get a motel room and we don't need to stay all night."

"I want to spend the whole night our first time!" she insisted. "Maybe Trish will cover for me."

"But you need to be sure her parents will lie for you too. I don't like that idea."

"Maybe I can tell them I have an overnight stay for a gymnastics meet."

"They can check on that and may want to attend the meet. I don't see any good way to do this without getting caught in a lie. I'd prefer not to lie at all."

She feigned a pout, "Me too but I want to spend the whole night with you."

"One alternative is to just tell your parents what we have in mind," I suggested.

"You've got to be crazy, my dad would flip and I'd never be able to see you."

"Consider that if he catches you lying about it then he will do a double flip and then what?"

She didn't say anything for the rest of lunch. She just sat there pouting and thinking.

How I told my mom (by Colleen)

This is Colleen writing. Howard asked me to write a description of what happened when I told my mom we were going to have sex.

Howard implies he doesn't know why I am attracted to him. First of all, he may not be an Adonis but he's not physically unattractive. Most importantly he respects me, treats me well and has no problem with my parents. All through high school other guys would make derogatory remarks about how protective my parents were and I felt like that was disrespectful of me because I respect my parents and what they want for me. Howard not only respects them but encourages me to obey them. He also doesn't press me for sexual activity of any kind. Maybe not all the guys in high school blatantly asked to "get in my pants" but they were "all hands," grabbing everywhere. Howard is considerate and allows me to take the lead. I know we have gone farther than my parents would want and I am anxious to "go all the way" but it's what I want because of the way Howard treats me.

I did so want to spend the night with Howard and was sure the best way to do it was to say I was at a sleep over with a friend. I needed to pick a friend who would cover for me and wouldn't have a problem with parents. My choices were:

Trish who would certainly cover for me and whose parents wouldn't have a problem with me sleeping with Howard but they would not likely lie to my parents.

Lucy would also cover for me but her parents were more of a question mark than Trish's.

Susie who might not be willing to cover for me. Her parents would not cover in any way but if my parents were sure I was going with Susie they probably wouldn't check up. I would just need to get Susie to tell them I was going to stay with her.

Karen or one of the other girls on the swim team might cover for me. Some of them lived in dorms so parents wouldn't be an issue but other girls in the dorm might.

I decided to talk to Trish and Lucy about it. We frequently spent time together on weekends. I explained my dilemma to them and asked for advice.

"Well, since my parents want me to have sex, I have never had to do anything like this," Trish told me. I'd cover for you but I doubt my parents would. It's an interesting problem. You may just have to be with Howard only part of the night. Or take a whole day during the weekend."

"My parents would never cover for you," Lucy said, "and I'd be in big trouble if they found out I was doing it. I'd prefer not to be involved."

"Well, tell me if you have any ideas," I told them,.

I didn't approach any of the swim team members, there were just too many unknowns with them.

Howard hadn't come up with any ideas either.

Saturdays Howard and I would often spend some time at the radio controlled airfield flying Howard and his friend's airplanes. Susie and her boyfriend, Corey were usually there too.

I approached Susie. As I knew, Susie's parents would never go along but Susie said she would be willing to help out. She also said that maybe there was another way or something else to tell my parents or maybe another girl who would cover for me. She said there might be a way to get one of Corey's parents to handle it. Later in the day she approached me with an idea. "Kaitlyn, Corey's sister, is my best friend. You could tell your parents that she is having a sleep over at her father's mansion. You can give them the number of the guest house. Corey and I have access to the guest house any time we want. Corey could answer the phone as Kaitlyn's father if your parents call."

I suddenly realized there was another problem with the whole sleep over concept, "What if they want to talk to me?"

"I hadn't thought of that," Susie said. "Wait! you and Howard could use the second room in the guest house. There are stringent rules about keeping it clean but if you are willing to do a complete cleaning after yourself then that might be okay. I would need to check with Corey and his father. Besides your own bedroom you have access to a small Jacuzzi and you can use the pool."

"That sounds great," I said. "Do you think you could arrange that? I'll see what Howard says."

Howard liked the idea but was a bit reluctant to be there with Susie and Corey.

"Once we're in our separate bedrooms it'll be like we aren't there," Susie said. We can leave the Jacuzzi for you two alone or get in with you if you want. Maybe it's not clear from what I have said but Corey's father lets us use it specifically for sexual activity. He's even said that if we 'don't have sex there he doesn't know why he lets us use it'."

"Kind of like Trish's father," I said.

"I don't know him," Susie said. "Does he encourage sexual activity?"

"Absolutely," Howard and I said in unison.

"Well, anyway, if Corey and I are there you can bet we will be involved in our bedroom. I guess I can sometimes be a bit loud so you might hear that. What about you, Colleen?"

"I don't know, this will be my first time, remember."

Howard and I agreed, unless a better alternative presented itself.

Susie arranged for Kaitlyn to write a short invitation that I could show my parents and everything was set for the Saturday before Howard's birthday.

The Friday before the event I was feeling really nervous about having lied to my mom and dad. When mom came home from work I took her into my bedroom and closed the door.

"Mom," I said to her, "Howard and I plan to have sex tomorrow."

She was not that surprised, "why do you tell me this time, dear?"

"This time?" I said, failing to understand.

"Yes, why this time and not the other times the two of you have had sex?" she responded.

"Mom!" I said, "we have never had sex before. This will be the first time."

She expressed surprise and said that with as much time as I had spent with him and the obvious intensity of our feelings for each other she expected us to have 'done it' before.

I explained the reasons for not doing it, emphasizing Howard's desire to retain her trust. I also mentioned Natural Family Planning and how I had been carefully observing symptoms so I wouldn't get pregnant. I told her, "I just couldn't keep waiting so I told Howard we would do it before his birthday next week. I insisted we do it."

I told her how I had flirted with Howard by showing him my breasts when I had a chance and how I had stripped for him in after gymnastics practice. "And he was always a perfect gentleman," I said. "He would only touch me when I asked for it.

"I have encouraged Howard all the way to 'third base'" I said. "Now I want him to come to 'home plate'. I arranged for this sleep over with Kaitlyn Daniels. Howard and I won't be at a sleep over, we will be in Kaitlyn's father's guest house so we can have a full night of sex this first time. Mom, I intend to do this and I don't want you to keep me from seeing Howard. Please don't tell Dad."

"Colleen, dear, I don't know what to say. I appreciate you telling me. I will need to tell your father but I won't stop you from seeing Howard and I don't think he will either."

I gave her a big hug, "Oh Mom," I said, "thank you, thank you."

"Perhaps you should thank Susie's mom. I was concerned about you having sex with Howard and found out that Susie had been having sex with her boyfriend for some time. Susie's mom helped me understand that I would need to accept your behavior. I wish there were something I could do to keep you from taking this step. ... I am glad it's a boy as nice as Howard."

The next day Corey and Susie picked me up. I invited them in and introduced Corey to my mom and dad. My mom came out with us and said, "Thank your father for allowing Colleen and Howard to use his guest house." Then she told me, "Please take care of yourself, enjoy yourself, darling, my little girl for the last time." She was starting to cry as she kissed me goodbye.

Susie asked what that was about and I told her I couldn't keep the secret from my mother and had told her that Howard and I were going to have sex for the first time.

When we arrived at the mansion Howard was already there and I jumped out and ran to him.

So, that's my story about how I told my mom and we wouldn't be lying to her. My mom didn't tell my dad until after the fact.

The Big Day (Howard again)

Saturday came! Corey picked up Colleen and I went to the mansion to wait for them. When they arrived, Colleen jumped out of Corey's car. She was wearing a pink sweat suit. The top was loose but the pants were tight around her hips and hinted at a cameltoe. I imagined the view from the rear! She ran over to me and gave me a huge kiss. "Guess what I did!" she said.

"I have no idea," I admitted.

"I told my mom what we are doing. I told her we are having sex today. I feel so relieved. I don't need to lie."

"She's okay with it?" I asked.

"Well not totally okay with it, but accepting of it. She had thought we had been having sex for some time. I think she was almost relieved to hear this is our first time. She said that she is glad it is with you. Oh! I'm so happy! Sex with you and my mom is okay with it!"

Corey let us into the house and showed us our room. I stepped behind Colleen and admired the view from the rear. "Susie and I are going to leave the house so you can be alone," Corey said. "Since we don't need to worry about Colleen's mom calling we think that would be best."

He explained all the 'does and don'ts' and as they were leaving Susie said with a laugh, "Don't do anything we wouldn't do and be sure to do everything we would do."

Alone, at last with the most beautiful girl ever. Where to start? How to start?

Colleen, unwilling to wait, pulled off her top.

"Wait, Colleen," I said. "I want to savor every moment. Can we do this slowly?"

"I've waited so long," she said. "I want you in me as soon as possible."

"I want in you too," I said. "But I want to experience it, not rush it."

"So what do we do?" she asked.

"I would like to undress you," I said. "Then you can undress me if you want or I will strip for you."

"I want you to undress for me," she said.

I took her in my arms and gave her a big kiss with my tongue all the way in her mouth. Then her tongue went into mine. I stroked her back and butt then I unhooked her bra. It came loose and I stepped back as I pulled it off her arms. I admired the beautiful half round breasts and their hard pink nipples. I kissed each, sucking and licking them. Then I kissed all around each breast and up onto her neck. She moaned lightly in pleasure.

I stroked and kissed her neck and between her breasts and then moved to her back and licked the valley of her spine from shoulder to butt crack. I moved behind her and reached around with my arms, putting my hands over her breasts, massaging lightly and pulling her body firmly against mine. I lowered my head and kissed her neck over and over. She moaned and moaned with pleasure. "I can barely imagine it gets better than this." she said.

I moved my hands slowly down her abdomen from her breasts and pushed gently inside her sweat pants. I massaged her crotch gently through her panties. She moaned louder saying, "Yes, it does get better." She pushed her shoulders against me and arched her back pushing her crotch hard against my fingers.

I pushed her sweat pants down and bent my knees to bring my mouth to the small of her back. I kissed her darling dimples. The sweat pants slowly slid over her butt and I kissed the small of her back and then her butt at the top of her panties. They were white and fit her rear like a second skin. I brushed my cheek over them, they were silky and smooth.

As I pulled the sweat pants slowly down her thighs I moved to the front and saw that her panties were as tight in the front as the rear. there was a bright yellow smiley face right over her most delightful parts. I pushed my mouth against its mouth and kissed her slit through it. "I love these panties," I said. She moaned in reply.

Her sweat pants came off and I removed her sandals. "Bedtime," I told her.

I picked her up and walked to the bedroom. I'm not a strong guy but she was so light I had no trouble carrying her. She held me around the neck with her mouth nuzzling my cheek and her breasts close to my mouth. I laid her on the bed and realized that the bedspread was on. Corey had said to be sure and remove the bedspread because it was difficult to clean. I mentioned that to Colleen and she jumped up, pulled it off, throwing it on the floor and then leapt into my arms giving me a huge hug and kiss. "Where were we?" she asked.

I returned the hug and the kiss and lifted her up. She put her legs around my hips with her crotch against mine. I placed her on the bed and she lay back with her legs still wrapped around me. I pushed her fully onto the bed and said, "We were right here."

I kissed her belly button and slowly kissed down to the top of her panties, I grabbed the panties and started removing them, kissing at the top as I moved down at a rate of about a half inch per kiss. The top of her downy pubic hair showed and I kissed it. The softness of it made my cock want to tear out of my pants. The top of her slit showed and I kissed it twice before moving the panties down further. I kissed the middle of the slit three times and the bottom between her legs four times. Then I slid them quickly off her legs.

I stepped back and admired her totally exposed body. The perfectly formed hour-glass with a light sprinkling of reddish brown freckles over the shoulders. Perfectly hemispherical breasts each the size of half a large grapefruit with bright pink aureoles and hard, brighter, pink nipples. The light, almost white, soft skin and the triangular patch of light red down at her crotch barely covering a slit with a prominent clitoral hood. Her fleshy labia major were clearly visible between her separated thighs and large, paper thin labia protruded. My cock was so hard it hurt.

I knelt on the bed next to her and slowly removed my shirt. I bent over and gave her a huge kiss as I threw it to the side of the bed. I slowly massaged the front of her entire body from shoulder to crotch paying special attention to breasts and her downy crotch. Then I rose and unbuckled my belt and slid my pants to my knees. She reached over and massaged my cock through the fabric of my underwear. I allowed her to do it while I kissed her mouth, her neck, her breasts and down her abdomen to the slit of pleasure. She moaned some more. "When, Howard, when?" she pleaded.

I got off the bed and removed my pants. "First, something new for you," I said. I spread her legs, bent them at the knees and leaned my head between them. I began slowly licking her labia and then pushed my tongue between them pushing lightly into her vagina and moving it up to her clit. "Ohhhh!" she said as I flicked my tongue against it. "Ohhh my, Ohhh! wow!"

Her vagina had a sour, salty, and sweet flavor like Trish's but with a slightly stronger sweetness. It had almost none of the fishy flavor Trish had. I continued to lick her clit and slowly massaged her labia with my fingers as I pushed my middle finger into her vagina and rubbed at her G-spot. She began inhaling deeply and suddenly, "Uughh!" with a slow, silent exhale. Each time the inhale was quicker, deeper and louder. I pushed two fingers inside and pushed in and out against her cervix on every stroke pushing against the G-spot and licking harder and quicker at her clit. I could feel moisture pouring out of her vagina over my hand.

Now her exhalations were quick and came with a tiny squeak at the end of the louder inhales. "Uughh! Eee! Uughh! Eee!" she said.

The squeaks came faster and louder. Occasionally she would catch herself at the end of an inhale and say, "Oh my gosh!" Suddenly she inhaled very deeply, held it and arched her back severely. Believe me, when a flexible gymnast like Colleen arches her back you know it's arched. I could barely keep my tongue on her clit and my fingers in her vagina.

Then she sucked in an incredible amount of air, her vagina sucked my fingers in and massaged them. It grasped them so tightly they were at the mercy of its movement despite the tremendous amount of lubricating fluid that was leaking around them. Her body rocked, increasing and decreasing its arch and she pushed hard against my mouth and clit massaging tongue. She made no sound as her body writhed in time with the twitching of her vagina. I think she was just holding that deep inhale. She relaxed with a huge exhale. Her back fell onto the bed and her vagina slowly released my fingers. I could feel it continue to twitch.




Susie Ch. 15



Chapter 15 -- Susie Strips for Peter and Jim

Susie went down on him in the car after her performance. As she sucked his cock he was thinking about what had just happened and what he needed to do. He came very quickly and then they drove home without saying anything, both lost in their own thoughts.

Jim contacted Peter a few days later and they met in the food court for lunch the next day. At first they were very nervous but Jim found Peter very open to suggestion. He wanted to learn.

They talked about how to touch a woman, how important kissing was, how to lick her boobs, even how to lick her pussy. Jim knew that would be a hard one. It's hard to tell a guy about what to expect when licking a pussy. But he tried. Then they talked about the first penetration, what to expect, how to be slow and sensitive with her.

"And if she says no, that means no. She might chicken out."

Peter nodded. He understood.

They set up a "date" at his house for the next Saturday afternoon. Susie's parents were going to visit her grandmother that day.

Susie and Jim had talked about what might happen. She was prepared for the first penetration to hurt, for there to be some blood. They decided that she would do a striptease for them like she did the first time she and Jim had been together.

The day arrived and Susie took special care as she prepared. She shaved her legs, trimmed her pussy, put a little bit on lipstick on her nipples. She'd read about that on the Internet. She picked clothes that she could get out of easily. She had bought some very sexy underwear for the occasion. 

She knocked on Jim's door. Peter was already there. Jim had the same jazz album on that had been on the first time they did this. She didn't say a word. The guys settled down on the couch.

She took the center of the room and started to dance to the music. She found that she wasn't really nervous this time. She had some experience at stripping now, she thought with a silent giggle. 

She'd read that eye contact was important and that you needed to pick one guy and perform for him. While she knew she'd be most comfortable performing for Jim, she decided he'd seen this before and it would be fun watching Peter watch her. After all he was the guest of honor! So she concentrated on him. 

She danced moving her hips and shoulders in an exaggerated way as she started to unbutton her blouse. She walked toward him and turned and walked away. It developed into a strut. That felt right.

She removed her blouse and handed it to Peter, turned away and started working on her skirt's zipper. She was getting this strut down. As she strutted to him, she dropped the skirt, stepped out of it, walked right up to him, and let him have a good gander at her new bra and panties. He's never seen me in panties she thought to herself with a giggle.

She walked back to her skirt and made an exaggerated bend to pick it up, displaying her panty covered ass to him, then turned around and walked back to him and handed him her skirt. He was still holding her blouse.

She strutted away and danced in her bra and panties to the music. The she walked over to Jim and turned around. She wanted him to unhook her bra. They had talked about this. They figured Peter didn't have any experience with this and it would embarrass him if he had a hard time getting it unclasped.

Jim unhooked her bra and she strutted away again, holding her bra to her breasts. She turned back to Peter and slowly walked over to him. She leaned over him and whispered "take it off." He put her skirt and blouse aside and reached up and cupped her breasts and pulled the bra off as she let go. She stayed in that position, letting him have a close look at her breasts. When he reached up to touch them she quickly turned away and strutted away.

She swayed with her back turned. All she had on were her panties. She turned toward him and massaged her breasts as she slowly walked toward him. She stood upright in front of him and let him look at her body. Then she slowly turned around and backed between his legs. She looked over her shoulder and said "slowly, slowly, pull my panties down."

He looked at Jim. Jim nodded. Peter reached out and took the waistband of her panties. He slowly inched then down her ass, exposing her crack, then a bit of her cheeks, then more until her whole ass was exposed.

When she felt the panties get to that point, she walked away. She stopped a few feet in front of them and swayed sensually. She was really enjoying this.

Then she turned and walked back to him. "Now the front."

She reached up and took the waistband again and slowly began to lower them. Her pussy hair came into view. More, and more, then the top of her slit, then her whole pussy was exposed. "Take them off," she commanded.

He slipped them all the way down and she stepped out of them, turned and strutted off. She danced for them, stark naked. Then she went to the other side of the room, turned to them and strutted right to Peter, stopping right in front of him, and struck her Superman pose, sticking out her boobs, hands on her hips, displaying herself for Peter.

It was time!



Susie Ch. 15



"Oh, Howard, That was the most wonderful feeling I have ever had. Come to me, Please come into me," she said as she opened her arms. I rose up and lay on top of her, giving her a big kiss which she returned. She wrapped me in a huge hug and then with a move which would earn her a 10 in her competitions, flipped us both over. I was on my back and she was on top with her crotch against my rock hard penis.

She rose up, pulled my underpants off with a single pull and was back on top. She kissed me, reached between her legs with one hand and grabbed my penis. "Oh! now I know what they mean by a 'woody'!" she exclaimed.

Then she guided my penis into her vagina. It slipped right in. It was my turn to say , "Ohhhh!"

She began moving slowly up and down, riding my cock with a huge smile. She would also thrust her hips back and forth and side to side. "Ohhhh," I repeated with her movements. "Where did you learn to do this?"

"On the internet," she replied. "I've been studying up for today."

She slowly increased her pace. I reached up and pulled her head down to me giving her a kiss. I rolled over so I was on top and began plowing into her deep and hard. She laughed with delight as I rolled over and began her own series of "Ohhhh's". She separated her legs in a split and arched her back in a way to allow me the absolute deepest penetration. Somehow she managed to begin moving her body to further increased the sensations as my penis entered her and retracted from her.

Again, without warning, I found myself underneath her and she was riding me with wild abandon. She began inhaling deeply. I watched her face. Her eyes were closed and she was clearly in the beginning throes of ecstasy. We had been doing this for a long time. My penis had been rock hard, I had been anxiously awaiting this, I hadn't had any sex for weeks. Why was I not about to cum? Why hadn't I cum already? I realized first that the extreme lubrication inside Colleen made the sensation very pleasurable without forcing me over. I also realized that Colleen had been skillfully judging my level of excitement and riding me to the brink, but not over, and then backing off. Now, however she had lost all control, and was riding me to the limits of my tolerance. I needed to take control back so I flipped us back and began thrusting to the rhythm of her breathing keeping the depth of my thrusts smaller so as not to cum.

Her breathing intensified and I was having great difficulty holding back when it came. Again she inhaled sharply and deeply. She arched her back and her vagina grabbed my penis and began pulling at it. Waves of sensation pulled it in and in and in. If I had thought it had grasped my fingers tightly it was nothing compared to what it did to my penis. I screamed and I felt semen pouring out. The waves kept coming. I was going to die of pleasure, very happy, but dead. Her vagina kept pulling and pulling. There was no more semen in there I was sure and I needed it get out in order to stay alive. My penis was about to break from the pleasure. In the distance I heard my screams continue and continue.

Finally, I was released from the 'death grasp' of those incredible vaginal undulations. But now I wanted to stay inside as long as possible. Gentle twinges continued to tickle my penis in the most pleasurable way.

I looked at Colleen. She had an incredibly wide smile. "Well worth the wait!" she said and pulled me down for a kiss and embrace.

I woke and it was dark out. I looked at the clock, "10:17" it said. My penis had slid out of Colleen who was lying beautifully and serenely in my arms. I didn't want to wake her but I was hungry and needed to pee. It was wet under my hip, semen probably. I moved my arm from under her head and she woke. "What time is it?" she asked.

As I got up, she asked what I was doing. "I need to pee," I told her.

"Ohhh, Can I watch and help?" she asked.

"What?"

"Susie, says she holds Corey's' penis when he pees. She said I should try it, she thinks it's lots of fun."

"Well I guess so, but I don't see the fun in it."

She held my penis as I started and moved it around. "Be careful, you want to keep it in the toilet," I said.

A couple of times she stopped the flow by pushing on the channel on the underside of my penis. "That is fun!" she said. "I'll have to thank Susie for telling me about it. Now it's my turn. Do you want to watch, I'm sorry I don't have anything for you to hold."

She jumped on the toilet. her feet supporting her on the rims. She bent down, reached in and spread her vaginal lips wide and began to pee. I could see where it came from but I'm afraid I didn't find watching her pee to be a big 'turn-on'. I thanked her for letting me watch anyway.

"I think we have my semen all over ourselves and the bed," I told her. "How about a shower?"

"No, let's just go into the hot tub," she suggested. That sounded good to me so we went out and got in. She snuggled next to me and we relaxed in the warm water with our heads exposed to the damp, cool night.



Susie Ch. 16



I am Susie O'Connell and Howard provided this story about what happened after his "first time" with Colleen.a

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My name is Howard Duncan.

This story is about part of my 20th birthday present from Colleen. She and I made love for the first time at Corey Daniels' father's guest house. Afterwards we cuddled, naked, in the hot tub.

 More Sex

"You know, I'm really hungry." she told me.

"Me too," I responded. "Should we eat here or go out?"

"It's kind of late to go out but I don't know what's here."

There was a noise in the house, "What's that!" Colleen shouted.

We turned to see Corey and Susie coming out through the patio door.

"How has your evening been?" Susie said.

"We had the most incredible sex," Colleen said. "We fell asleep and came out here for a while. Is sex always like that, Susie?"

"Well I wasn't experiencing it so I don't know. I know it's almost always pretty incredible but it's not always the same."

I chimed in, "I'm not that experienced either but I doubt any girl has a vagina as incredible as Colleen's. It's unbelievable what it did to my poor penis. It was like it had a vacuum cleaner, vibrator and a set of hands in there all pulling and stroking it at once."

"As my father says, 'Too much information'!" Susie exclaimed with a laugh, "You might keep that detail between the two of you."

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourselves," Corey said. "Have you eaten?"

"No, we were just trying to decide what to do for dinner and were hoping there's something here to eat," Colleen told them.

Corey told us, "The bad news is that all the food is cleaned out when we leave and we need to bring food with us if we want to eat here. The good news is that Susie thought you might be too 'busy' to eat so we brought you some sandwiches."

"Do you want to eat them out here?" Susie asked.

"I think it's too cold," Colleen said, "let's go in."

We wrapped towels around ourselves for warmth and went in. While we ate I said, "I think we made a mess of the blanket."

Corey said, "we'll need to wash it. There're extra blankets in the linen closet. Do you want help?"

"No," Colleen said, "We can do it, where's the washer?"

After eating, Susie showed Colleen the washer and I got the semen drenched blanket. It had soaked through to the bed pad so I took off everything and remade the bed. It was close to midnight when we were done. Corey and Susie were in their bedroom and from the sound were enjoying themselves immensely. We went to bed ourselves. We had been naked all evening and jumped naked between the covers.

We talked about how intense sex had been. I told Colleen that my times with Trish were nothing like what I had experienced with her. We wondered aloud whether the next time would be as fabulous. I think we were a bit intimidated about having to top that experience but as we talked and kissed and fondled each other the excitement rose. I was fingering Colleen's G-spot and wiggling my thumb on her clit. She was running a finger around the tip of my penis when she began making the deep inhalations that signaled her intense excitement.

I transferred my lips from her face to her crotch and began working her clit with my tongue while savoring the flavor of the liquid that oozed from her vagina. I turned my body so my penis was in her face and she sucked it into her mouth. I could feel her tongue licking around the tip and her hands clasped my butt and moved it up and down so my penis would slide in and out of her mouth.

She had to stop as her inhalations of excitement grew. When her climax hit, I was ready for the gymnastic arching of her back and the vaginal clamp on my fingers. I licked her clit harder and wiggled my fingers inside her to the best of my ability.

As soon as her excitement reduced I turned my body around, french kissed her hard and thrust my penis inside her vagina. She almost immediately sucked in a huge amount of air and my tongue with it. I began thrusting in a way intended to put maximum pressure on her G-spot and reached down to finger her clit as I continued my kiss.

Her tongue pushed mine aside, entered my mouth, and explored its every corner. I kept thrusting.

She arched her back, spread her legs in a complete split and began inhaling quickly. I thrust harder. She sucked in and held her breath. She managed to squeak out, "Harder, Howard, harder and faster." I obliged.

She grabbed me and began arching and collapsing her back so her crotch rocked against mine as I moved in and out. I was about to cum. I tried holding it, then gave up and thrust into here with all my might and a huge scream. She responded with an inhalation and once again my penis was in the thrilling yet death inducing grasp of those incredible vaginal spasms. She held her breath as I screamed in ecstasy. I could feel my penis pumping and her vagina sucking but not nearly as much semen came out as the first time. When her spasms died down I flipped us over so she lay on top of me with my penis still inside.

We slept.

 The Morning After

I awoke to daylight and Colleen moving off me. "Good morning most beautiful and fabulous woman," I said to her.

"Good morning, fabulous man," she replied. "I am off to the bathroom."

It was after 10 and we decided to get up since we would be expected home not much after noon. Susie and Corey were cleaning up in preparation for leaving. "Someone was really loud last night," Susie said. I blushed.

"Howard thinks my vagina is trying to kill him with pleasure," Colleen told her. "That's why he screams."

"Well it grabs my penis hard and then stimulates it constantly even after it's given up its load," I said.

"It sounds kind of like what I did the first night we were here," Susie said to Corey.

"If it's anything like that I can understand why Howard thinks he is about to die," Corey said. "Susie was on top and kept pumping even though I kept asking her to stop."

"It's probably like that, all right," I said "Except it's her vagina doing it and I don't think she's able to stop," I said.

"And I don't think I would want to," Colleen added with a smile. What a smile!

"Well, you might want to be mentally prepared and tone it down a bit," Susie said, "It's almost blood-curdling. Corey was thinking about going in to see what was wrong."

"Well it's sort of involuntary," I admitted, "almost as if it's someone else a long way away."

"I'm in the room and it's not at all like it's a long way away," Colleen joked.

It took a while to get the bed clothes completely washed. Corey took some to the big washer in the main house. We didn't get away until after 2.

I dropped Colleen off and she said, "We need to do more of that!" I agreed.

 At Home (by Colleen)

This is Colleen again. Howard asked me to describe what happened after I got home.

When I came in my dad said, "You're quite late. And why is Howard bringing you home?"

I wasn't sure what to say when mom stepped in, "She's not that late, dear, and I told her that Howard could bring her home." Then to me she said, "Did you have a good time, dear?"

"I had a fabulous time, Mom!"

She came upstairs with me and closed my bedroom door behind us.

"Colleen, dear, I haven't told your father yet, I thought it would be best to wait until after the fact. So, I assume you had sex like you planned."

"Yes, mom, twice and it is so ... so ... so fabulous."

"I am glad you enjoyed it dear, but somehow I wished you might not like it so you wouldn't continue. I suppose you will be doing more of it."

"I don't see how anyone could not like it. I mean, it's like, thousands of times more intense and more pleasurable than anything else I have ever done."

"Well, I wanted to be sure everything was okay. I was a bit worried you might come home upset."

"Why would I be upset, mom, you know how great sex is."

"Depending on circumstances sex isn't always that great," she said, looking away.

"Well I can imagine another boy not being as careful to satisfy me as Howard, but still I would think it's always great."

"Unfortunately, that's not true, dear. Even with your dad I don't always enjoy it."

"Mom, that's sad. I would want you to feel like I did every time."

"I hope it can be that way for you every time. But you need to realize that sometimes it won't. Anyway I am very happy that your first time was such a beautiful experience for you. And, I hope you and Howard and any other boy you have relations with continue to have beautiful experiences."

When she left, I thought that she must have had several bad sexual experiences and that she was worried about me.

A couple of days later my dad came into my room before bedtime and closed the door behind him.

"Your mother tells me that you have been having sex," he said with obvious disapproval.

"Well, once, twice in one night actually," I said, not sure what was coming.

"You disappoint me, young lady, as does this Howard boy. I thought he was fine and upstanding but now I find he is just like all boys, exploiting girls for their own pleasure."

"Dad, I pushed Howard to do this, he put no pressure on me. And I doubt he got any more pleasure out of it than I did. I think it would be impossible to have more pleasure than I did." I thought back to my experience and I felt a huge smile cross my face.

"Young lady, don't grin at me!" he was getting angry.

"I wasn't grinning at you, dad, I was just thinking of having sex with Howard. You brought it up!"

"Well, I don't want you doing it again!" he said.

"I can't guarantee that, dad. I will do it again if I feel like it and I do feel like it right now!"

"Don't defy me, young lady."

"I don't want to defy you, dad, but you are making unreasonable demands."

"It's not unreasonable to tell my unmarried daughter to restrain from sex."

"Well if it's me and I have already had a wonderful sexual experience with a wonderful boy then it is unreasonable."

"I don't think so. You shouldn't be seeing that boy!"

Something occurred to me. I was a bit reluctant to bring it up but decided to. "Dad?"

"What?" he was clearly upset.

"Dad, you said that all boys exploit girls for there own pleasure. I know that's not true because I know Howard isn't like that. But Dad, you said, all boys. That means that all the boys you knew, all your friends when you were a boy must have been like that. And dad, it implies to me that you were like that too. If you weren't like that then you would know that some boys aren't like that. I hope you can tell me that you weren't like that, Dad."

He didn't know how to reply. His silence spoke volumes to me.

I gave him a big hug, "Oh dad, I forgive you for being like that. I assure you, Howard is not that way. I know he likes sex and wants sex. I do too, especially now that I have had sex, especially I want to have sex with him. But neither of us is going to do it just for our own pleasure. Neither of us is exploiting the other."

He looked at me, shook his head and left the room.

My mom came in a few minutes later.

"You have your dad very upset. He said you were rude and defiant." she said.

"Mom, he came in and demanded I not see Howard anymore. I am going to see him and we will have sex. He can't tell me not to see him." I was near tears.

"Didn't he talk to you about why he said that?"

"No, mom, he just said Howard is like all boys and wants to take advantage of me. I know Howard is not like that!" I couldn't hold the tears back any more.

My mom held me. "Your dad was very upset when I told him about you and Howard. I thought he would understand, ... but maybe not."

"Mom, was dad like that? Did he take advantage of girls for his own pleasure? I am sure he must have and that's why he thinks Howard is like that? Did he do that to you?"

"Did you tell him that? No wonder he is upset?"

"Mom, I told him that it was okay but he shouldn't assume Howard is like that."

"I know, dear. You really should apologize for accusing him."

"I will mom, but I really do think he was like that when he was a boy. Do you know if he was like that? It would help me understand his feeling toward Howard."

My mom hesitated and said, "Yes, dear, I think your father was a bit like that when he was younger and it does help explain his attitude toward Howard."

I hesitated and asked again, "Mom? Was he like that with you?"

She paused in thought and admitted, "Yes, I think at first he was a bit like that. It changed over time, especially after we had such a lovely daughter. He doesn't want anyone to behave toward you like he behaved. He really loves you, Colleen."

"I know, and I love him too. Howard is not like that, I know it!"

"I am sure you are right, dear. ... But your father isn't so sure."

"Mom. I suppose having sex with someone who only wants their own pleasure may not be too pleasurable. I know I enjoyed having sex with Howard because he paid special attention to me and almost no attention to himself. I wanted him to just stick his penis in me and do it but he said we should take it slowly. I am so glad he did, I would never have had the experience I did if he hadn't taken his time with me. Mom, you can tell dad I'm sorry for telling him he was like that but knowing he was helps me understand him better."

"You should tell him yourself." She left and in a few minutes came back with my dad.

"I am sorry for being so insistent with you and not stopping to listen," he told me.

"Thank you, dad. I am sorry for telling you that you exploited girls when you were younger."

"Thank you for that, kitten, but I am afraid I did exploit girls when I was in high school. I was on the baseball team and one of the best players. I went out with a lot of girls just to have sex and dropped them when I got what I wanted. I don't want you to be like those girls." He started to cry.

"I don't want to be like that either, dad," I said. "Isn't it obvious that Howard isn't like that? He didn't try to get me in bed at all. I brought it up and it's been several months since I did. He didn't want to do it right away. He waited until we knew each other better and he waited to be sure I wouldn't get pregnant. And I guarantee he will still be going out with me tomorrow."

My dad thought a bit, "I guess you are right. But I still think you shouldn't be having sex, even with a boy who cares for you."

"Well if I am then many of the girls I know are too. Lucy, and Trish, and Kaitlyn, and even Susie."

"Susie, Susie O'Donnell?" he said in surprise.

"Yes, Susie O'Donnell," I told him, "and her parents know about it."

"That's true, dear," my mom told him, "I talked to Elaine about it. Susie and a group of her friends actually had sex with several boys in high school. She has been having sex with Corey since early in the summer."

"Elaine and Tom approve?" dad asked.

"No they don't, but they accept the situation. I spoke to Elaine when I found out about Susie and she helped me understand what our choices are. Perhaps it would help for you to talk to Tom about this. What's done is done, what will happen will happen. Our little girl is not a little girl any more and we need to accept her choices, even poor ones. We can try to steer her away from the bad choices but she must make them on her own, ... she will make them on her own."

Then mom spoke to me, "I don't think your choice to have sex with Howard is a good one dear and I would prefer you stop doing it. I think he is a fine boy and I approve of your seeing him. I just don't approve of you having sex. Sex is for making babies and, therefore, for married people who can care for and raise the baby that might result. You and Howard are not prepared for that. Using birth control may help prevent having babies but sex is not just for pleasure it has lots of emotional side effects which are intended to help adults stay together and care for the babies. Those emotional side effects can become a problem for younger people and for people who do it just for pleasure. Even those who do it for the pleasure of the other person in the relationship."

A lot to think about but it didn't really sink in.

Dad said, "You are using birth control?"

"I'm following the natural family planning method I found in a book mom has. It doesn't use any pills or anything. I keep track of my fertility symptoms." I reached into my drawer and brought out a chart. "See, this past week has been a safe week for me." I pointed out the notations and my fertile period the previous week. "Another neat thing is it tells me my period will begin tomorrow. I don't even need to guess about it."

"Is that effective?" my dad asked.

"It's effective if she really abstains from sex in the fertile period," mom told him. "The danger is that you might have sex in a fertile period just from the emotion of the moment. That's very hard to do, even if both parties are working at it." That last part was directed more to me than my dad.

Mom continued with one last caution, "And it's impossible if you don't have the cooperation of the other party." She stared me straight in the eye.

"Howard knows about this and he is fully cooperating. Remember I told you that he waited for me to be sure I wouldn't be pregnant. I have explained it all to him and he understands."

"Bill," Mom said, "Elaine told me that Susie is on the pill. Maybe we should have Colleen get the pill too?"

My dad said, "Maybe it would be better to have them continue with this family planning thing. That makes sure Howard cares about Colleen. Colleen if Howard ever tries to have sex in a fertile period without considering the consequences will you promise to break it up with him?"

"I can promise that easily, Dad, because I know he will never do it."

"Well, that makes me feel better about it," my dad said to no one in particular. "Maybe I will talk to Tom about the situation and what I can do about it."

We talked about other things and I think this brought me closer to mom and dad.

 I Tell My Parents (by Howard)

I asked Colleen to fill in the details because it was too much for me to report. What she said made me start thinking about my parents. I hadn't done anything about telling them since Colleen and Susie had told me I should. When we went to the guest house I had just told them that the fly guys would be working overtime on the B-17 and that we planned to stay overnight. Now I thought, maybe they should know.

So one evening I took them into my room , closed the door and said, "Mom and dad, you know I have been going out with Colleen. I think you should know that she and I had sex and will probably continue having sex."

They were silent for a while. Finally, mom said, "I think we should meet this girl. How old is she?"

"She's eighteen," I told them.

"That's awfully young," my dad said. "She's too young to be seriously considering marriage."

"Who said anything about marriage?" I asked.

"Well, if you are having sex it kind of implies that you might be considering a more permanant commitment." my dad said.

"No, I don't think so," I said. I wondered why marriage seemed to come up so much when the sex subject was discussed. I realized that there was an implication that marriage made sex okay and that many seemed to think marriage needed to come first. I remembered Colleen's mom had talked about sex being for babies.

"Well, they do go together, you know," my mom said.

"Clearly they don't!" I said, "I am having sex with Colleen and we don't plan to be married and I had sex with Trish and we definitely didn't plan to be married. At least with Colleen there is a chance that I would marry her but there was no such chance with Trish."




Susie Ch. 16



She could see that Peter had a huge bulge in his pants. Both of them did. She knew she looked good and loved having two sexy men look at her naked body.

She moved his legs together and sat down on his legs facing him. She reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt. He reached out and felt her boobs. He was tentative at first. He tried to be sensitive and her boobs felt so good. He had never touched boobs before. The only ones he's ever seen were hers when she showed them to him in the store. Now they were in his hands. He felt the nipples, how hard they were.

Susie pulled his shirt out of his pants and he leaned forward so she could take it off. He kissed her boobs while he was there. After she threw his shirt away she grabbed his head and pulled him tighter to her chest.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," she moaned. He began licking her boobs, one then the other.

Susie let him lick for a bit, getting even more turned on. She ran her fingers through his hair.

She noticed that Jim had left the couch and taken the recliner off to the side. She looked at him and winked. Thank you, she mouthed.

She reached down and started unbuckling his belt. He stopped licking her boobs and leaned back to give her better access. He looked over at Jim nervously. Jim mouthed, just enjoy.

She found the zipper of his pants and pulled it down. She got off his legs and he lifted his ass up to help her take the pants off. She had to remove his shoes and socks to get his pants off.

He was wearing whitey-tighties and had a huge bulge and there was a wet spot on them. Susie got back on his legs and reached out and cupped his cock through his underwear. It was big. And hard. And pulsating.

Peter couldn't believe that she was touching his cock through his underwear. He had thought about this moment...his first time. When he would masturbate we would imagine a girl rubbing him like Susie was rubbing him now. He had vastly underestimated how it would feel. Her can was so soft on his cock. He was afraid he would embarrass himself and cum right there.

Susie took his hand and guided it to her pussy. He did everything the way Jim had told him. He rubbed her lips very lightly and found that she was very wet. 

Jim watched him slip a finger inside her slit. He was a good student. Peter slid his finger up her slit and just barely touched her clit. She jumped slightly and moaned. Peter hadn't exactly known where her clit was. He did now. He would have to remember that.

Susie reached inside his underwear and fished out his cock. She thought, this is gonna be inside me in a little bit. I wonder how it will feel. It was soft...but hard...a lot like Jim's. She saw a drop of pre-cum on his head. She put her finger on it and spread it around. Then she wrapped her hand around his shaft and stroked it a few times.

What she was doing to his cock felt awesome. No girl had never touched his cock before. Jim had suggested that he masturbate before he came today so he wouldn't cum too quickly. But he wasn't sure how long he would last anyway.

Susie got off of him and grabbed the waistband of his underwear. He lifted his ass as she pulled them off. 

Peter thought....I am naked with a beautiful woman. And I am about to get laid! He had wished for this day a long time. And here it was.

Then she crawled between his legs, separating them. She leaned down and licked the underside of his cock. He leaned back and just enjoyed the feelings that were consuming him.

Jim had told her not to be too aggressive with his cock. She didn't want him to cum before he got it inside her. So she just lightly licked and sucked. It was different than Jim's. Longer, but thinner. He was running his fingers through her hair. She looked up at his face. His head was pressed against the back of the couch. His mouth was open. He was breathing deeply.

Peter couldn't believe how good her mouth felt. So this is a blow job, he thought.

With his cock in her mouth, she looked over at Jim. He smiled and she smiled back. He nodded his head.

It was time. 



Susie Ch. 16



"Well, son, there is a connection," my dad said. "Sex brings people together and marriage is a commitment to stay together."

"Just because you are together doesn't mean you want or need a commitment to stay together," I told him.

"Sex can result in pregnancy," my mom said. "Marriage is also a commitment to take care of any babies."

"Colleen won't get pregnant," I said. "She is very careful about that. She can always abort the baby if she gets pregnant!"

"Maybe she won't want to," my dad said. "Then you would be partly responsible for raising the child. Think of her trying to raise a child. What about her college work?"

"I don't think I would want you killing my grandchild, no matter what," my mom said.

I felt really frustrated, "She won't get pregnant!" I insisted.

"We should have her over for dinner," mom repeated, "Ask her what a good day is and let me know. Be sure to give me a couple of days warning."

"That's it?" I asked. "I tell you I am having sex and that's it? You want her over for dinner?"

"What did you expect?" my dad asked.

"Well, more of a fuss, I guess. Colleens parents were all upset. Trish's parents were all overjoyed. I fact I only had sex with Trish because her parents seemed anxious for her to have sex." Then I said, "I guess I expected you to either be angry or real happy for me."

"I can't be angry because I think you are old enough to make these choices yourself," dad said. "and I can't be happy because I am not sure this was a good choice."

"I want to meet her," mom repeated. "Don't forget to invite her for dinner.

 Colleen Meets My Dad

I did invite her. I picked her up at school on Friday (she attends the local state college and I attend the community college). She wore a nice dress to school. I don't think I had seen her in a dress before. She looked really feminine and pretty. We had the house to ourselves for a while. I took her to my room which I had cleaned up the day before. We lay on the bed and kissed and fondled. One thing I realized about a dress is that it provides great access to the genitals, especially when the panties are removed, and they come off so easily! I was licking Colleen's clit, tasting her wonderful flavor, and pumping my finger in her when I heard my dad at the front door.

Colleen pulled her panties on. "I think these will be really wet," she said. I hope it doesn't soak my dress when I sit down."

"Maybe you should go into the bathroom and dry yourself off," I said and pointed at the bathroom door.

My dad came in as I was coming downstairs. "Is your young lady here?" he asked.

"Yes," I said, "I just showed her the bathroom. She should be out soon."

Then Colleen yelled from upstairs, "Howard, I need my backpack can you bring it to me?"

"Just like a woman, always needing something else," dad said as I looked around for her backpack. I found it by the front door and took it up. "What do you need?" I asked.

"I think it would be best if I changed underwear," she showed me the damp ones. "I hope I have a spare pair in my backpack. Do you think I would cause a sensation if I didn't wear any?"

"Who knows. It would be best not to risk it. I could give you a pair of my briefs just to cover you."

"I suspect they would be too big and fall down. Oh goodie, here's my spare pair. I'll see you downstairs."

Downstairs dad asked me if she was okay. "Yes," I said, "she should be right down."

We waited at the bottom of the stairs and then she came out. I could hear dad gasp under his breath. "Hello Colleen, I'm Howard's father. My you are lovely. Howard's descriptions don't do you justice. Or maybe I just thought he was exaggerating when he said how pretty you are. If anything he was downplaying it."

"Dad, you're laying it on a bit thick," I told him.

"Well, I just didn't expect ... I didn't expect, this," he said pointing at her.

Colleen was beginning to blush a beautiful bright pink. "I'm glad to meet you, too, Mr. Duncan," she said.

"I hope Howard had a chance to show you our home," my dad said.

"Well, I've pretty much only seen Howard's bedroom," she said, blushing again.

"I see," dad said. "Howard you really should show her the whole house before rushing into other activities. Though I don't blame you. How about you show her around now."

It didn't take me long and then we were back downstairs. My dad started asking Colleen all about herself, mostly just restating things I had told him and waiting for her to confirm it. Kind of like:

Dad: "Howard says you are on the gymnastics team."

Colleen: "Yes, I am, but diving is my real skill."

Dad: "Oh, so you're a diver?"

Colleen,: "Yes, I'm at State on an athletic scholarship. I hope to make the Olympics."

Dad: "Howard didn't mention that."

Colleen: "Well, the collegiate swim season doesn't start until spring semester."

And so on.

 Colleen Meets My Mom

Mom came home and dad introduced Colleen, "Dear this is Howard's lovely friend, Colleen."

"My, look at you. Much more darling than I imagined. Howard said you were attractive but I guess I assumed he was speaking from love rather than accurately. Have you been enjoying yourself this afternoon?"

"Yes, Mrs. Duncan. Howard showed me your home. It's lovely. And Mr. Duncan has been talking with me since he came home."

"And I think they relaxed with a bit of spooning in Howard's room before I came home," my dad said. He said it like a joke.

"That's good," mom said. "I am in favor of both relaxing and spooning, kept within limits."

I felt like I needed to say something. "No clothes were removed, mom," I claimed, intentionally discounting a pair of panties.

"Well I suppose it would be okay if they were, given the state of your relationship," she replied. "Enough about that. Spaghetti and meatballs with salad and green beans tonight. I hope that meets with your approval, Colleen. Howard said you should like it."

"Yes, that's perfect, Mrs. Duncan," Colleen replied. "Can I help with anything?"

"You are our guest, Colleen, but I would like to borrow Howard to toss the salad."

"I would love to toss a salad," Colleen said. "Can I please help Howard or do it myself if four hands is too many."

"Since by 'tossing' I mean cutting and preparing the ingredients, I am sure two more hands would not be in the way," my mom said.

I was used to preparing the salad so I showed Colleen what we had and she began slicing a cucumber while I shredded lettuce. We finished quickly. Mom had barely started the water boiling and had just put in the spaghetti. The sauce and meatballs had been prepared last night and were warming. "I can get the beans," I said.

"There's only space for one at the stove," mom said, "but you could rinse and snap them."

Colleen had them out before I could turn around. She rinsed them and we stood together snapping them and bumping each others hips together. I kissed her when we had finished. Mom had the water boiling and Colleen added them to the pot.

"Well I guess we can relax a bit while this cooks," mom said and led us into the family room.

She asked Colleen about her family and soon dinner was ready. We sat at the dining room table and mom and dad continued to talk to Colleen. Dad brought up the subject on their minds, "So, Colleen, Howard says the two of you have been having sexual relations."

"Yes, sir," she replied, shyly. "We had sex twice, well we had intercourse twice but on only one evening so maybe that's once."

"You must have had a lot of boyfriends, as lovely as you are," Mom asked. "Did you have sex with them too?"

"Howard is really the only boyfriend I have had and he is the only boy I have had sex with," Colleen said politely. I thought the questions were getting a bit too personal.

"You're so inexperienced," Dad said. "Shouldn't you be going out with lots of boys to see what they are like."

Colleen replied, "That's what my parents think too. Maybe they are right but Howard is so nice with me and we have so much in common and he's great in bed. A couple of my girlfriends have been out with several boys and have had sex with them and from what they say, Howard is a 'keeper'. My parents think he's great too."

"Do your parents approve of you having sex with him?" Mom asked.

"Not at all," Colleen said. Then she added, "It's a bit more complex than that. My Dad was really mad at me when my mom told him. I told my mom and she was more sad than mad. They both tell me I shouldn't be having sex before I am married, but they realize that I will do what I will do. They try to discourage it and have some good arguments. Howard and I will need to consider them."

"So, Howard is great in bed?" my dad asked, giving me a smile.

Colleen turned slightly pink but then let it all out, "Oh yes, I have never felt anything more intense or more ecstatic. I can't imagine anyone has ever experienced more pleasurable. I had four orgasms! You can't believe how hard my vagina spasmed. It really pumped his penis empty!"

My parents sat quietly, looking stunned. My mom looked almost jealous of her. My dad looked at her with awe and then looked at me almost admiringly.

My mom coughed and asked, "What arguments do your parents give against you having sex?"

"Well they talk about sex being for making babies and how we aren't ready for that and how it emotionally binds people and about how we are too young to handle the emotions and that I shouldn't be emotionally bound to a boy yet, stuff like that."

"What about babies?" mom asked. "You are using birth control?"

"Yes," Colleen said without comment. I guess she was reluctant to go into the details of the method.

"So," Dad said, "You don't know if you will have sex again?"

"I'm quite sure we will," Colleen answered. "I don't see how I can not want that experience again. What about you Howard?"

I was taken by surprise and managed to stammer out, "Yes, I think so too."

She added, "Mr. and Mrs. Duncan can we discuss something other than Howard and me having sex? I really do think this is a bit too personal, and it's embarrassing. I have tried to be as honest and open as I can with you and it's been really difficult. I see being more honest is also embarrassing for you."

"Oh, we are sorry dear," my mom said, "I understand and agree completely. It's just been on our mind and I guess we couldn't avoid it. Could I ask one more question? It's not exactly about sex."

"Okay, Mrs. Duncan," Colleen said.

"Do you think you would end up marrying Howard?"

"Oh, Mrs. Duncan, I'm not ready to really think about that yet but right now, yes, I think I might eventually want that. But ... it's years away," Colleen said, adding, "He has college and so do I."

"So, what are your college and career plans?" dad asked and the conversation veered into her future plans.

After I took her home and returned mom said to me, "She certainly is a most amazing young woman."

Dad said, "She looks so fragile and looks like she is only 14 or 15 years old."

I told him, "You wouldn't say that if you saw her naked. She may be petite but she's perfectly proportioned and has fully developed female parts."

Both of them blushed a bit at that. and I added, "I'm sorry for being so graphic but if you want to talk about Colleen and her physical appearance and me having sex with her then I need to be explicit. Do you want to hear my side of what her vagina does to my penis when she orgasms? It's pretty amazing."

That stopped the sex questions although I think my dad was curious about what her vagina does to my penis.

I could tell they were happy with her and they talked about her and asked questions until I needed to go to bed. I heard their discussions continue.

The next morning, my mom told me that they approve of my seeing Colleen and even approve of sex as long as she is careful with her birth control. "You need to take some responsibility for that too," she told me, "be sure she is taking it properly please."

Then she told me, "Your dad and I talked about your sexual activity and we don't want you doing it in the back of your car or in some bushes or paying for some cheap motel. It will be okay with us if you bring Colleen here and use your room."

"Thank you, mom," I said, "That means a lot for you to offer but I am not sure I would feel comfortable here."

"If you are going to do it, you should feel comfortable doing it here," dad said. "If you don't feel comfortable here, maybe you shouldn't be doing it."

Later I told Colleen about their offer.

"Oh, that's so nice of them, Howard," she said. "Do you think they will be bothered by your screams?"



Susie Ch. 17



I am Susie O'Connell and Howard provided this story about Colleen and one of her astonishing actions. I was there and believe me, it was more spectacular than Howard portrays. The reaction of the "fly guys' was something that had to be seen.

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My name is Howard Duncan.

This story is about my girlfriend, Colleen. She is a fabulous redhead with an amazing body. She is also a gymnast and was a high school champion diver. She is attending college on a diving scholarship. She has amazing dexterity with her small hands and slim fingers and helped a bunch of my friends build a radio controlled model B-17 with her ability to reach inside the model to make attachments. Besides all that she is amazing in bed.

The B-17 turned out to be difficult to fly. None of us had been able to fly it successfully and it had crashed several times. So it became mostly a display piece.

Fly Girl

One day while Colleen and I were at the RC airfield she asked me if she could fly my Cessna. "It's not as easy as it looks," I told her.

She had a sparkle in her eye, "I've been practicing with the simulator at the hobby shop."

She handed me one of the little certificates they gave out at the shop to those who successfully take off and land with their computer simulator, "This certifies that Colleen Murphy has successfully demonstrated the ability to take off and land a Cessna 150 on the RC simulator at Troy's Toys, Trains and Hobby."

"Very good," I said, somewhat reluctantly. Having used the simulator wasn't a guarantee that someone could fly the real thing. Besides, some of the guys at the hobby shop were real suckers for a pretty face. But then the Cessna was an easy plane to fly. I handed her the controller and told her to wait for me before doing anything. I refueled the plane and started the engine.

As I walked back to her she said, "I hope you don't mind if I taxi it around."

I turned to look and saw that she was skillfully running it to the end of the taxiway. She turned it around, brought it to the end of the runway and signaled that she was ready for take-off. I came next to her and said, "Let me have my hands where I can help if you have trouble."

She said, "Stand in back and put your hands around me so you can reach the controls if necessary."

This was a nice position I thought as I rested my hands on her hips.

The controller gave her the signal and she gunned the engine. The plane raced down the runway and lifted easily into the air. She brought it to 100 feet and turned 180 degrees in a wide even turn and brought it downwind over our heads. "Very nice," I said. I moved my hands to her tummy and pushed one partly under her waistband.

"Keep your hands up," she told me. "We're in public."

She banked and turned it several times and then brought it to the far end of the field and dropped it to within five feet of the ground. "Watch it!" I yelled.

She laughed, gunned the engine and it streaked past us within a few feet of the ground. On the other end of the field it rose sharply into the air. "You'll stall it!" I said.

"Of course," she said. It Stalled and started dropping. She let it fall until it caught the air. She revved the engine and brought it under complete control about 20 feet above the ground. "Like I said, I've been practicing," she said. "I didn't just take off and land. And not just on the simulator, Henry has been helping me with some of his models. I've flown some of his planes several times." She laughed in pleasure. I felt my cock swell with desire for her, pushing into her butt.

Henry is an older guy, retired, with plenty of time and some very nice airplanes. I think he comes out and flies almost every day. I looked over at him. He was watching us and smiling a huge smile.

Colleen brought the Cessna into the downwind leg of the approach, banked and brought the little machine to a flawless landing. She turned and gave me a kiss. "Down boy!" she said, patting my cock through my jeans.

B-17

Then she turned, faced all the guys and announced, "I'd like to try the B-17!"

As I said, no one had yet to successfully bring the huge machine into the air and back for a landing so there was a lot of reluctance. She took out another of those certificates. "This certifies that Colleen Murphy has successfully demonstrated the ability to take off and land a four engine B-17 on the RC simulator at Troy's Toys Trains and Hobby."

On the back Warren, one of the guys who signs these things, had written, "She's the real deal guys, if anyone can fly your beast, she can." We still debated among ourselves.

"All you'd need to do is give Warren a kiss on the cheek and he'd write anything you asked," claimed Sunil.

"So what if I gave him a kiss or two," Colleen joked, "I didn't ask him to write anything."

"He'd have done it just hoping for a kiss," said George.

"I think she may be able to do it, boys," Henry had come up to the group. "I've watched her fly and she is good. I don't think your beloved big machine will be in any danger with her at the controls. Watch and Learn."

That decided it. They gave her the controls and went out to fuel and start the engines.

Once all four engines were running Colleen taxied it around a bit and then moved it to the far end of the runway. "Could someone hold the tail to keep it from moving until I give the signal," she said.

Corey ran out and held the tail. Colleen revved the engines to full power. Everyone was watching. The four engines buzzed and roared at the same time rising and falling in volume. She signaled to Corey to release and the machine began moving down the runway, quickly rising slightly into the air. She immediately retracted the landing gear and it steadily, but very slowly, gained altitude. "If I climb too fast it will stall," Colleen said with an air of authority. "The engines don't have enough power to keep its speed up at a high rate of climb. It's not the rate of climb that causes the stall, it's the lack of engine power causing it to lose speed."

"You need to climb faster to clear the bushes!" Someone yelled. The plane was 5 feet off the ground, hurtling toward ten foot tall bushes at the end of the field. At its climb rate it would only be about six or seven feet off the ground when it hit them. 

Colleen said, very calmly, "I told you it will stall and crash if I increase the rate of climb. The problem here isn't runway length, you saw how quickly I had it in the air. The problem is a lack of unobstructed air space after take-off. In World War II these babies had miles of ocean to climb over." As she said this she leveled the plane off and executed a smooth as silk 180 degree banked turn about six feet off the ground. As she leveled off, the plane was only three or four feet up and hitting some of the taller weeds.

She resumed the slow climb and the airplane was well over 20 feet up as it cleared the bushes at the other end of the field. She banked it around again and flew directly overhead, waving the wings at us. I looked around. The guys were staring with their mouths agape. I watched her standing there, her small, tight body in jeans showing off her butt and thighs, her knit top fitting smoothly over her round breasts, her nice thin waist, her red hair blowing slightly in the wind, her thin fingers gently and skillfully manipulating the controls. My cock swelled again as I thought of those fingers gently and skillfully caressing my skin.

She flew in an oval and at the far end of the field went into a turning dive while she put full throttle to the engines.

"You're going to crash it!" someone yelled. Colleen laughed. The plane pulled out of the dive at about five feet above the ground and it screamed in front of us at full speed. Colleen pulled back on the stick and it climbed at a furious rate to 40 or 50 feet. "With enough speed it can climb pretty quickly!" Colleen announced. "Too bad it doesn't have that much speed at take-off."

We stared at her in astonishment, my cock leapt in my pants and she brought the plane into the landing pattern. It turned toward the field, the landing gear came down and it smoothly descended to the runway. The wheels kissed the ground like they had been gently lowered into place and it taxied over to us. Colleen ran down the runway, leapt into the air in a complete feet over head flip while twisting her body. She landed facing us with one leg, knee bent, in front and the other extended in back and her arms outstretched. She bowed and ran back to us. I recognized the 'dismount' from her floor exercise. Everyone went wild as she jumped into my arms giving me a huge hug and kiss. I never wanted anyone more in my life.

Colleeen spent the rest of the afternoon showing each of us how to fly the B-17. None of us completely mastered it the way she had. The same gentle dexterity and eye-finger coordination that made her "Rosie the Riveter" also made her a fabulous RC pilot. 

Motel

At the end of the day we got in my car and she said to me, "I am ready for sex and today is a safe day."

Thinking that I was way past ready I asked her whether she wanted to take my parents up on their offer to use my room.

"Do you think you could get us a motel room?" she replied.

I drove to the motel I had used with Trish and recommended by Trish's brother. It was clean, inexpensive, and they asked no questions, not even questions about guests' ages as long as they paid cash in advance plus a 50% deposit.

On the way Colleen said, "I better tell my parents where we are."

"Why?" I said, worried about causing a ruckus. "We can be home in the next hour or so, they will think we are having pizza."

"I don't want a 'quickie' and I am disappointed that you do. Let's stay all night. You can pay for a full night can't you? Or are you just going to buy us an hour?"

"They don't sell by the hour." I said, not knowing for sure but suspecting they probably did.

"So you would get just an hour if they do?"

"No, Colleen, I want to be with you for as long as possible. I guess I just thought you wouldn't want to confront your parents."

"That confrontation is over. They accept this now."

She called her Parents. "Hello, mom," she said, "I just want to let you know that I will be at a motel with Howard and probably won't be home until tomorrow sometime. I don't want you worrying."

Then, "Yes, Mom, we will be having sex, why else do you think we would go to a motel. We're already naked and I am admiring and stroking his penis as we speak."

Then, "It's a bit over an inch in diameter, about nine inches long, hard as wood and I expect to have it inside me within a few minutes after I get off the phone with you."

And, "My vagina will be filled with his warm sticky semen and his sperm will be swimming all over inside my uterus, mom."

Finally, "Don't worry, I'm not fertile. Those swimming sperm will not find an egg to penetrate no matter how hard they look. I love you, mom."

Her explicit statements caused my cock to swell more. I had to ask, "Your mom was asking you about details of us having sex?"

She replied, "No, she was just asking variations of, 'do you know what you are doing?' Like she would go, "do you know what you are doing?' and I would go, 'I'm about to have him stick his cock in me' then she would go, 'as long as you know the consequences,' and I would go, 'yeah, I'll have his semen in me,' I hope the explicit responses will get her to stop. I was tempted to respond with 'yeah, he'll be fucking me and I'll be fucking him right back."

"Colleen, you're getting a dirty mouth!"

"I'm sorry, but the more my folks ask me about us having sex the more I find I need to get explicit, detailed and graphic."

"Well, 'I'll fuck him right back' is not graphic, detailed, or explicit. It's just obscene. I think you're trying to shock her. Try not to get angry, your mom loves you and is just showing her concern."

"I know you're right. I guess I still think she's trying to talk me out of it."

"Maybe she is, but out of love and concern, Colleen. Be the sweet daughter you have always been to them. Be as sweet as you are for me."

"Why do you care so much?"

"I don't want our relationship to be a problem. I want them to still like the idea of us. Who knows, they might be my mother and father some day."

"Are you proposing to me, Howard?"

"Well, not now. Because I think we're still too young, I need to finish my education and so do you. I also would want to be sure you would say 'yes' before I ask."

"That's an interesting question, Would I say 'yes'? ... Probably not right now, for the same reasons you gave. I guess we'll just have to survive on sex."

"I hope it's more than just sex, Colleen."

"Me too, but I do so like the sex part!"

I turned into the motel parking lot. "I think I better call my folks and let them know I won't be home this evening too." I told her.

She began stroking various parts of my anatomy as I dialed. That made it a bit difficult to talk but I managed to let my mom know I was staying the night with Colleen. "Have a good time, dear," mom said.

"I will, Mom," I replied. "Of course I will," I thought looking at the beauty next to me.

My cock was trying to rip out of my jeans as I walked to the office to get a room. I wondered if it was obvious.

I let us into the room, locked the door and turned around. Colleen was already out of her clothes, her jeans at her ankles. I stood speechless admiring her slim, white figure, the wonderful round breasts with the pink nipples, the perfect, heart shaped face framed by red hair falling over her freckled shoulders, and the wide blue-green eyes shining as they looked at me. My penis strained more against my clothing.

My eyes moved down, past her thin waist and lovely flat abdomen to her prominent mons covered with light red hair. I remembered how soft that hair is, like down. My penis throbbed and began to hurt.

Her prominent clitoral hood was readily visible through the hair. The exposed, fleshy labia major and paper thin labia minora between her slender thighs made me think of the incredible warmth and wetness inside. My penis could take no more.

She moved to me, pressed her incredible body against me and gave me a long, tender kiss. She began unbuttoning my shirt. I reached down to unfasten my belt. "Let me," she said, removing my shirt, moving my hands away from my belt and completing the unbuckling.

She unzipped my fly and laughed lightly. "Look, he wants to come out and play!"

I looked down and saw the tip, all of the tip, of my cock protruding above the waistband of my shorts.

"And a little present for me," she said, wiping a large drop of pre-cum off. I could barely stand the pleasure of her finger touching it.

She licked her finger, "Yum! And my, so purple!" she continued. I looked, it was purplish in color, I had never seen it like that.

She pulled my pants and shorts down to my ankles. "I don't remember it being so big, and hard!" she exclaimed putting her hand around the shaft and rubbing up over the tip. I think it was bigger and harder than I had ever seen it too. I jerked involuntarily at the pleasure as she rubbed and felt cum squeezing out.

"Oh! another treat!" she exclaimed, licking the semen from the tip.

I tensed my muscles to hold back any more cum. "I need to get my shoes off," I told her, hoping to get some time to allow my arousal to subside. I felt there was no way I would be able to get inside her if she kept doing what she was doing.

She knelt down, untied my shoes and pulled them off. Then she jumped onto the bed, lay on her back with arms and legs outstretched. "Take me," she said.

"Take you where?" I joked.

"To a state of ecstasy," she laughed.

Sex

"You are the most fabulous woman in the world," I told her, "Look at this perfect body, look at this perfect face, framed by the world's loveliest hair. I kissed her while bringing one leg between her thighs and massaging her twat with my knee. As I moved I hoped my penis would relax a bit. I brushed her breasts with my chest and drops of semen fell onto her abdomen.

I finished the kiss and described her "alabaster skin, her lovely breasts, and her wonderful pink nipples" while kissing and stroking each. I went on to praise her arms, tummy, back and butt while continuing the kissing and stroking.

Then I turned her over to reach her back and rear. I complimented her legs and kissed down their back side gently fingering her genitals while doing so.

I flipped her onto her back and kissed and complimented her feet, knees, and thighs. She was moaning in pleasure as I kissed the inside of her thighs. "And you know what's most wonderful?" I said.

"My pussy and vagina!" she said, laughing and turning over to face me.

"No, Colleen, the most wonderful things about you are the amazing things you can do and that you like me. No one but you could fly the B-17 until you taught them. You are fabulous at everything you do, including your school work. You may be the smartest person I know, and I include Corey. I love you for being this amazing person and I am amazed that such an amazing, beautiful woman would choose me as her lover."

"And I think you are the most wonderful man, too," she said, smiling. "I think I will agree to marry you when you ask."

I bent over her and we kissed while rubbing our bodies together. My arousal had reduced but semen was still inside my cock and I felt the slippery, stickiness spreading over her. My arms were around her and I felt all along her back and into her butt crack. She was doing the same. I felt past her butt crack and rubbed her soft, furry labia. She hummed a moan.

I pulled my tongue out of her mouth and my lips from hers and began kissing down that unbelievable body, neck to breasts to abdomen and into her lovely, soft pussy. She moaned more loudly and began the strong inhalation and squeaky exhalation that signaled her rise to orgasm.

"I want your penis, Howard, not your tongue," she said.

"I can be more sure to bring you to orgasm this way," I told her.

"I want you inside me, not just being licked to orgasm," she said, "I'll take my chances. I want your penis in my vagina and your arms around me."

I moved my cock between her lags and began stoking it up and down over her genital lips, enjoying the softness and the way they spread apart, wrapping themselves around my swollen shaft.

"Inside me!" she repeated, insistently.

I pulled back so my penis was away from her and pushed the tip against her crotch. As I pushed it naturally slid to the entrance of her vagina. Then I slowly pushed it inside. The warmth and softness were incredible!

"Ohh! good, Howard, that's what I want," she said. "Just stay inside a bit," she requested, taking my head in her hands and bringing it to her lips.

The kiss was incredible, soft and gentle with her tongue slipping inside my mouth and gently exploring it. I pushed my cock hard inside her and kept it there. She was apparently tightening and relaxing genital muscles. I felt incredible sensations pushing and pulling at my cock. I wondered if she really had that kind of control and was doing it intentionally.

The kiss and the vaginal undulations went on and on. I felt my cock swelling again to the point of pain. Then she moved her head from mine, "Fuck me, Howard, fuck me hard." she said quietly.

I began moving my cock slowly in and out.

"Fuck me hard," she said again, quietly but with that tone of insistence.

I began stroking faster and thrusting hard unto her cavity. "Oh yes!" she said, "Oh yes."

"I'm going to cum," I told her as I felt the semen rising inside the shaft. "Unless I stop," I let her know.




Susie Ch. 17



It was time.  They had discussed that her being on top might be the best way to start.  That way she was in control.  He might get to anxious and go too fast and hurt her.

She climbed back up on his lap and kissed him.  She could feel his cock around her pussy.  She reached down and adjusted it to be lying between the folds of her lips.  She rotated her hips, rubbing her pussy on his cock.

She broke their kiss and leaned back slightly.  She got up on her knees and positioned his cock directly under her cunt. She lowered herself until his cock touched the lips of her pussy.

Jim and Peter watched as she inched his cock past her lips.  They both were mesmerized.  Susie kept going until she felt resistance.  She knew what that meant.  Jim had prepared her for that.  She knew what she had to do.  She hesitated for a minute then raised up slightly and then plunged down on his cock.

"Oh," Susie cried. It hurt!  She knew it would, but it hurt bad. Peter reached out to her and pulled her close.  He knew she just needed to let the hurt subside. She buried her face in his shoulder.  He could feel a tear rolling down his shoulder.

She did it!  She was no longer a virgin.  The hurt subsided and she started to move her hips.  She felt so full.  Peter marveled at how good her pussy felt around his cock.  MUCH better than his hand...and even better than her mouth.

She began to rise up and down on his cock.  Jim moved down to the floor to get into position to watch his cock slide in and out of her cunt.  It was an awesome sight.  As she rose up her pussy lips pulled out from her body.  When she lowered herself they disappeared inside. His cock was glistening with her juices.

Peter's hands went to her ass and he guided her up and down.  They settled into a nice rhythm together.  Pretty good for the first time, Jim thought.

Susie was just enjoying the feelings.  She felt so in control. She wiggled from side to side.  His cock was inside her pussy!   She felt so full!  His cock was so long, it felt like it would come out of her belly button.

Jim had prepared her well for this moment and she was trying to remember all the techniques he suggested.  She got up on her feet and started really fucking his cock.  Every time their bodies came together it made a slapping sound.  If it didn't feel so good she might be embarrassed.  

Every time she slammed down on his cock he grunted.  Her pussy felt so good.  He could feel it building.  She was trying to make her pussy grab his cock.  She was panting, sweating...so was he.

It started around her asshole. Her orgasm moved to her cunt, up her pussy, over her clit, up her belly, through her boobs and out the top of her head.

Susie had had about fifty orgasms in the past few months but nothing felt like this!  She grunted and lost her balance and came down on his cock, burying it deeply in her cunt.  She was shaking all over.

Peter grabbed her ass and grunted as he unloaded into her pussy.  They shook together.  Jim watched as his cum leaked out of her pussy and dripped on his legs. It was awesome to watch his balls contract and her asshole clench time and time again.

In a little bit she started to stir, lifting her body up and off of him.  His cock popped out.  She flopped on the couch sitting next to him, her legs splayed apart.  Her pussy soaked, his cum still coming out.

"That was incredible," she panted. "Did you like the show?" she asked Jim.

"That was the most incredible thing I've ever seen," Jim replied.

All of a sudden Peter felt embarrassed...sitting there naked, his glistening cock shrinking.  Susie felt no embarrassment at all.  She felt....beautiful.

But Peter was very uncomfortable.  "I gotta go," he blurted, and got up and found his clothes and went to the kitchen to get dressed.  

In a minute he came out fully dressed.  "You don't have to go so quickly," Susie called out to him.

"Yeah, I do," he said as he slipped out the door.

Both Jim and Susie just looked at each other, uncomfortable, confused.

"Is that wham, bam, thank you maam?" Susie brooded.

"No, don't take that personal.  He's embarrassed with me here.  Give him a day and contact him again.  I really think he enjoyed it.  But you remember the feelings you had YOUR first time."

"Yeah, I guess I got overwhelmed too...but, kinda rude though, wasn't it?"

"He's confused.  Give him time."

"Ok," Susie acknowledged.  "But that DOES give us an opportunity.  Come over here big boy.  Let me give you some relief.

And so they spent the next hour pleasuring each other. Him tasting Peter's cum out of her pussy and unloading a big load into her mouth.



Susie Ch. 17



"Fuck me hard, Howard," she insisted again in her sweetest voice.

So I continued and with a couple more strokes my orgasm hit. I thrust hard inside as shocks of pleasure shot through my cock and the cum streamed into her. I pulled out and thrust in again as best I could. I grunted and she moaned in pleasure with each thrust.

I felt my cock beginning to shrink and paused in my movement. She sensed the situation and wrapped her supple legs around my hips, pulling them into her crotch. Meanwhile she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tightly whispering, "thank you. Relax and enjoy yourself," in my ear.

I put my arms around her and hugged tightly, my cheek at the top of her head and the flowery smell of her hair filled my nostrils. "I'm sorry You didn't have an orgasm," I whispered in her ear.

"Oh, Howard, I don't want an orgasm," she whispered back.

"You don't?" I said in surprise.

"All I want is you, as close to me as possible," she responded, hugging me tightly. "I wish I could get all of you inside me."

"I am completely inside," I told her, pushing my hips into her crotch.

"Oh, Howard," she laughed lightly. "All of you, ALL of YOU, not just your penis, all of you." she smiled, kissed me tenderly and tightened her hug with both her arms and legs.

As we lay there she used her legs to repeatedly pull my cock into her and then release meanwhile resuming the contractions in her vagina. I felt my cock slowly regain its rigidity and length. It pushed farther and farther into her vagina. As it stiffened she began moaning lightly with each contraction of her legs and vaginal squeeze. I took over some of the effort. moving in and out, in and out. She began nuzzling my neck, moaning repeatedly.

"Fuck me again," she whispered in a soft, lilting tone. The sound of her voice and the meaning in her words shot into my cock, bringing it to full hardness and I began thrusting in and out more rapidly.

She spread her legs and pulled her hips up so I was driving my cock directly down into her and she began swinging her hips to add the sensation that my cock was screwing down into her. I lifted myself on my arms to better position my hips for the repeated vertical entries and she moaned louder. All I could feel was the tip of my cock pushing inside her and pulling out while the walls of her vagina twisted around it, back and forth. I had the presence of mind to push the tip against the front wall of her vagina, hoping to stimulate her G-spot. She had reached down and was rubbing her clit.

Her moans subsided, turning into heavy, deep breaths then she tightened her vaginal muscles and they released suddenly. She exhaled loudly with a deep moan and I felt the incredible tightness of her vaginal spasms. She ceased her twisting as her abdomen throbbed causing her hips to swing back and forth.

To the best of my ability I continued my deep, rapid thrusts as she took deep breaths and exhaled with loud moans. As her moans died away, I came, semen squeezed through my shaft and into her, helped by continuing vaginal pulsations.

I collapsed on top of her, "You are incredible," I said.

She laughed lightly and hugged me.

Oops!

As we lay there silently I reflected on how I had once thought Susie O'Connell was the ideal girl. Clearly I had a much more ideal woman here with me. I couldn't believe my fortune. In my mind I made a list of the wonderful ways in which Colleen exceeded my previous vision of the ideal. It was sort of like one of those team comparisons I saw in the newspapers before a big game, like:

Beauty -- Susie, very attractive : Colleen, extremely attractive : Advantage Colleen.

Abilities -- Susie, good dancer, help with airplane assembly : Colleen, Expert gymnast, champion diver, does airplane assembly, flies airplanes better than anyone : Big advantage Colleen.

Relationship with me -- Susie, good friend : Colleen, best friend and lover : Unsurpassable advantage Colleen.

You get the picture. I decided to commit it to paper when I got home.

I think we fell asleep for a couple of hours. When we woke, there was dried semen all over both of us so we went into the shower and scrubbed each other off, enjoying the feel of each others slippery bodies.

We went out to dinner and came back. Then undressed and lay in bed caressing each other and talking.

At some point we moved so that we could fondle and kiss each others genitals. I was carefully and gently examining every bit of her lovely, soft, warm vulva and that reminded me of the time Susie had exposed herself to a group of us. "Did you know that Susie once showed herself to most of Corey's friends?" I asked.

"No. What do you mean?" she responded.

"Well she got completely undressed in front of us and allowed us to touch her parts and feel inside," I explained.

"No, I didn't know that and I am not sure why I would want to," she said. I sensed a bit of anger as she concluded her statement, "why would you want to tell me?"

I wasn't sure how to proceed but blundered on, "well, I am looking at your lovely, soft and warm parts," I said. "I like them much better than Susie's."

That didn't seem to help, "And why would you care about Susie's anyway. Why aren't you satisfied with mine?"

"I am," I tried to recover. "I said yours are better."

"But why care about Susie's? maybe you'd rather hers were here so you could compare!"

"No, I only want yours," I said, honestly. "I love yours, not hers. I love you."

Then I made the additional mistake of mentioning the list I had been framing in my mind. "I like everything about you better than Susie," I concluded.

"And yet you continue to compare me to her," she said, turning her back to me.

I tried apologizing and spent the rest of the evening stroking her and kissing her and telling her how much I loved and cared for her with little response. I had learned my lesson and avoided all mention of Susie.

I fell asleep with her in my arms and my face in her hair but unsure what the next day would bring.

Reconciliation

I awoke to the feeling of her running her finger s through my chest hair. her head lay on my chest and as I stirred she stroked my cock and told me, "I'm sorry for getting so upset about you mentioning Susie. I know you like me and not her. I guess I just love you so much and don't want to hear a hint of you paying attention to another girl."

"I'm sorry I brought her up," I said. "It's just that I knew her before I even met you. Believe me, you are the only one for me."

She moved her mouth to my cock and started licking at it while caressing my balls. "Aren't you going to pay some attention to those parts you said you like so much?" she asked.

I lay into it with gusto, sucking at her labia, licking her clit, pushing as far as possible into her vagina with my fingers. As I felt her body begin to tighten and arch, I pulled out, turned around and kissed her full on the lips with a big hug. Then I returned my attentions to her crotch.

I did that three more times. As I pulled my fingers out for a fourth time she requested, "Stay down there, Howard, bring me over,"

I stayed there and continued my furious manipulation of her soft, moist genitals. She tightened and arched as I, once again, brought that fabulous body to orgasm.

I turned to kiss her and she raised her hips to receive my cock. Once more my penis experienced the wet warmth of her vagina and its incredible contractions. Only a couple of thrusts were necessary to pull me over and my penis throbbed in pleasure, depositing its load inside her wonderful cavity.

On the way home she was pensive. I asked if something was wrong.

"No," she told me. "I've been thinking. ... Howard, I've decided. I'm going to be a pilot, a real pilot, of real airplanes!"

And that's what she did. She signed up for flight school and completed her training on single engine aircraft. Meanwhile she applied at the Air Force Academy and was accepted.

She would take her parents on trips and they would pay to rent the plane. She would invite me to go with them and they didn't object when Colleen shared a hotel room with me.



Susie Ch. 18



Advice Columnist

My name is Susie O'Connell. Near the end of my first semester at the local community college my English teacher, Ms. Richards, asked me to stay after class. A girl came in and Ms. Richards introduced her as Darlene White, the editor of the school paper. Darlene told me that the paper needed an advice columnist and that I had been recommended to her. Both Ms. Richards and the school counselor had told her I was a good writer and others had told her that I was good at helping people. Apparently she heard about my helping Corey's friends to ask girls out and be more socially aware. I didn't think she knew I had used nude bathing and a personal female anatomy lesson as part of my technique.

I agreed to consider it.

I told my parents about the offer and they thought it was a good idea. I told them that it might give me a chance to see what kinds of questions I might get from girls when I become an Ob/Gyn.

"I doubt the questions are all about sex," my mother said.

"Some of them are bound to be," I responded, "and if I answer them well I'll get more."

"Do you think the school paper will publish frank questions and answers about sex?" she asked. "I bet they will either reject them or edit them severely."

"You should talk to the advisor for the paper about what you can say and what kind of censorship they do," Daddy suggested. "You should look at the questions and answers from the advice column for the past few years to see what kinds of questions and answers they publish. Perhaps you could ask to see some of the letters they have right now."

I had another thought, "and I could write answers to them. If there are some about sex I could write the answer I would like to give and see what the editor and advisor say."

Both Mommy and Daddy thought that was a good idea. Mommy said, "You should probably try writing an answer to some non-sex related questions too."

After English class the next day I told Ms. Richards I would like to talk to her and Darlene about the advice column and she arranged a meeting for later that day.

When I met with them I started right in. "First of all I'd like to know what kind of censorship or editing will be done. I want to be able to honestly answer questions, even those about sex." Before they could object, I explained my ambitions to be an OB/Gyn and my desire to help girls with their sexuality. "I hope I can get an idea of what that might entail with this advice column."

"You should probably know that I am sexually active," I confessed. "I have not been secretive about it so I expect most of those who know me also know. I know some girls who are in real difficulties because of their sexual activity, even sexual addiction. If it weren't for my boyfriend, Corey, I might have succumbed to such an addiction myself."

"You should also know that I have done some things I am not proud of." I told them how I had been in a group of five girls in high school who had sex with several boys. It had started with one of the girls showing us some pornographic videos she had found in her father's desk. "Our classmates referred to us as the '5F's' where three of the 5 F's were 'Five', 'Female', and 'Fucking'. The other two 'F's' varied but weren't usually complementary."

I finished to silence.

Darlene broke the silence, "Ms. Richards, I suspected some of this based on what I've been told. Still, I think she'll do a great job. From what I've heard she can approach the subject with care. I think she can handle advice of a non-sexual nature -- I'm told she is good resolving problems and that she's a natural at helping with problems of all kinds."

Ms. Richards responded, "Well, we usually avoid much discussion of sex in the school paper. We are a locally controlled, publically funded school and there are a lot of students and parents who would be disturbed by anything sexual. You can bet that no matter what you say, someone will object. For example, if you say 'use condoms' there will be objections from those who point out that condoms are not effective. If you say 'don't use condoms' you will get an even bigger outcry from those who consider condom use essential. Sex is not a good topic for our paper."

"Well, if I write the column I'll want to address the subject," I told her. "I'm sure you get letters on the topic. If not then students are just not asking what's on their mind."

"We get quite a few letters about sex," Darlene said. "We seldom use them." She looked at Ms. Richards.

"I think we should use some of them," I told them. "How about this: Give me some of the letters you have, sexual and non-sexual, and I will show you some sample answers. I won't object to having you two edit and comment on my answers. We can even consult 'experts'. I bet I can get my doctor to help. He's really encouraging my desire to be an Ob/Gyn."

"I think a few sample columns would be good," Ms. Richards responded. "If you produce a good advice sample we can use it right away."

"I'll give you all the letters we have," Darlene told me. "You can pick the ones you want to respond to."

"Won't the current columnist be upset if you do that," I said. "I'd also like to meet your last columnist," I said, "to get her thoughts about what is required. Just between us, her answers are pretty dry. they look like they are written by adults for adults. I even think the questions have been modified, they don't sound like students' questions."

"You're sort of looking at her," Darlene replied.

"You write the column now?" I asked.

"Well, not exactly," she answered. "You're right about the questions and answers. I read the questions and pick a few. Then I give them to adults, teachers and counselors, to write the answers. That's why they're the way they are. We usually edit the question to fit the answer."

"Last year was better," I said. "Things must have been handled differently."

"Last year we had a student who handled the answers but she graduated and we couldn't find anyone else," Ms. Richards said.

"No wonder I didn't realize we had an advice column," I said. "No offense, but it's pretty lame."

"I agree," Darlene said. "I think we really could use you. And, Ms. Richards, I think we could use a student's view of sex. That would really spice up the paper."

"Let's see what you can do with some of the letters, Ms. O'Connell." Ms. Richards replied. "Ms. White, I don't think 'spice' is an important ingredient for the school newspaper."

Letters

Darlene took me to the newspaper office and handed me a stack of letters. "We didn't expect to use these," she told me. "I've already chosen and assigned letters to writers for the next few issues."

I looked through them. A few letters in was one that began, "My boyfriend is pressuring me to have sex ..." "These will be fine" I said.

On my way out Darlene stopped me and said, "You should also think about whether you want to use your real name or just continue with the 'Anne's Answers' title we have now."

"Oh, I assumed that we would use my name. Why not?" I asked.

"If people know who you are then you will find they approach you in the hall with questions and complaints. With your known sexual background some will spread it around and you will find they may make jokes about you. Knowing who you are could cause the column to be taken less seriously."

"Or it could make it be taken more seriously," I responded. "Was Anne the name of last year's columnist.?"

"No, I think Anne was the real name of the writer a couple of years ago," Darlene said. "I was told that she had a lot of problems and dropped out. The person who took it over kept the column name."

"I'll think about the name," I said. "I had my mind set on 'Susie Says'. But maybe that's not a good idea."

"Just let me know," Darlene told me.

I also went to the school library, told the librarian why I wanted them and asked for copies of the school paper over the last couple of years. I made copies of a few of the columns.

At home I went through all the letters to pick ones to respond to. I put them in two piles: one group to ignore and the other to possibly answer. Then I looked at the questions I had copied from the newspaper column and kept two of them to possibly answer again. I had twenty letters for answers. I wanted only three or four for the sample columns to show Darlene and Ms. Richards so I went through them again. I divided them into sex questions and non-sex questions.

As I looked over the questions I decided I on my sample first column . I would introduce myself and answer three of the sex questions. There was one asking about a boyfriend pressuring her to have sex. There was one from a guy saying he hadn't had sex and was worried about it. And there was one from a girl who had sex with her boyfriend but didn't enjoy it. I clipped them together and put them in a folder.

I decided that I would write three other columns, two non-sexual and one sexual. I would answer two or three questions in each, or only one if I thought I needed a long answer. I picked out somewhat related questions for each column and started a folder for each. Now, all I had to do was write the columns. I decided to let them settle in my mind and do the writing on the weekend.

Corey's Penis

There was one that I didn't plan to answer but which piqued my interest. It reminded me that I wanted to know how big my boyfriend Corey's penis was:

My boyfriend and I had been looking at some porn movies and I realized his penis is really small. he says his penis is seven and a half inches long and that's longer than most guys. He says he's seen the other guys showering after PE and so he knows. He says the guys in the porn movies are picked because they have big ones. Is he right? Is his penis a big one or is he lying to me?

I knew from having seen several of Corey's friends naked and fully erect that her boyfriend was right. But Corey's was really big, bigger than the ones in the porn I had seen. I was sure it was over 11 inches long. My mom and one of my friends had said that all boys measured their penises so I needed to be reminded to ask him. Just in case he didn't know, I got a tape measure out of the sewing cabinet. I would take it with me and sometime when I had Corey's cock fully engorged I would measure it.

Then I thought of a way I could possibly tell how long it was right away.

I measured the distance from my crotch to my navel. I know I feel it all the way up to my navel inside so I bet it's about that long. It was 9 inches. "I know it's more than that", I thought.

Then I looked around for a penis substitute, something I could push inside to see how far it went in to feel like Corey's real penis inside me. Broom handles were long enough but they seemed rough, maybe with splinters and weren't nearly big enough around. Most everything else was too short or too big around. It needed to be over 12 inches long and I didn't want something that would be hard to get in. Finally I gave up and used the smoothest broom handle I could find. I would keep my eye open for something better until I had Corey's actual 'tool' to measure.

I found that it contacted my cervix at a little over 2 inches in. That meant my vagina probably needed to stretch over 4 times to fit Corey's cock! I carefully pushed it in as far as it would go. I felt it move past my navel. that was further than Corey went in, I was sure. I measured and it was 12 1/2 inches. "I bet the width of Corey's cock uses some of the stretch," I thought and wondered whether I could take in all of a cock much bigger than his.

Finally I pushed it in and tried to gauge when it was at the same depth as Corey's maximum penetration. The measure was 10 1/2 inches. I decided the only solution was to measure 'the beast' itself.

Advice

That evening I literally skipped down the stairs and told Mommy and Daddy about my conversation with Ms. Richards and Darlene and my decision to write the advice column. I showed them the three letters I had selected to answer in my first column, "I want to answer these in my first column. I plan to answer the questions and then add a section about how it is important for a couple having sex to be caring for each other and that sex is not just for one or the other. Just like you told me, Daddy."

"That sounds good, princess but won't this possibly get too sexually explicit for a school newspaper?"

"I will try to keep it in bounds. I need to talk to Ms. Richards about my first version."

"And how are you going to answer the questions?" Mommy asked.

"For the one asking about a boyfriend pressuring her to have sex I will say that if the guy really cares for her he wouldn't be pressuring her for sex and that if he doesn't care for her she should not stay with him. For the one from a guy worried about not having had sex I will say it's fine for a guy to not have sex and that he should be admired for it, not looked down upon. For the one who doesn't enjoy sex with her boyfriend I will tell her to see a Gynecologist about any pain and then I will say that if she isn't enjoying sex, it may be because the guy doesn't really care about her. If a guy really cares he will work to give the girl pleasure."

Both Mommy and Daddy liked my answers but remained concerned that this would be too explicit for the paper.

"I can only write it and see," I said. "I plan to fight to get it right away. Will you stand behind me?"

"Of course we will," they both said, with Daddy adding "my princess" and Mommy adding, "dear".

Then I told them about Darlene's concern about using my real name and told them, "I've decided to use my real name, I plan to call the column, 'Susie says'. What do you think?"

Daddy agreed, "People will likely find out who you are anyway. If you use your name it will also make you be a bit more careful than you would be if you hide behind a pseudonym."

"I think your father is right," Mommy said. "If people are upset then they will find out who you are. I don't think you would keep all your friends from knowing and they will tell others."

"So, 'Susie Says' is going to be it!" I declared. Finally I showed them other questions I had selected and described my ideas for columns.

The next day I told Ms. Richards that I wanted to write the column and planned to use my name for the advice column, calling it 'Susie Says'. I told her what my parents had said and she agreed with my father that using my real name might keep me from going overboard. I told her I had picked some questions for sample columns and expected to have the samples on Monday. She told me to keep each column to less than a thousand words. "Otherwise we may not be able to find space for it."

On Friday Corey would always come home from CalTech, where he was a junior, and he would sit with me at home while we both did homework. This time I pulled out the letters I wanted to answer in my sample columns and asked for his help. Even though I am a better writer than he is, I find being able to discuss my ideas with him always helps me and he always has good suggestions when I get stuck

I was quickly able to write answers to the three questions I had chosen for my first column. Corey brought a guy's perspective. I left the other sample columns for Sunday.

The Measure of the Beast

On Saturdays Corey and I would go out, most often to the RC airfield where he and his friends would fly their airplanes and then spend the evening and Sunday at his father's guest house. Corey's father owns a mansion with a big pool. He lets Corey and me use the pool and guest house for fun, usually involving sex.

As usual, I was stroking his penis through his jeans as he drove to the guest house. I had the tape measure in my purse and as I felt his 'beast', as I call his huge cock, grow to full size I said, "We really should measure the beast, I wonder how big it is exactly."

Corey responded, "No need, I know."

"You measured it?" I asked in astonishment. "I should have guessed with your scientific tendencies."

"I think most guys have measured their penis, whether it's big or small," he told me.

"Really? I'm not sure I believe that," I replied.

"I bet that if you asked the biggest, dumbest jock you would find that he has measured his too," Corey said matter of factly. "In fact, other guys frequently ask me how big mine is after they see it. Haven't you ever heard about guys comparing penis sizes."

"No, I'm amazed. They really do?"

"Yes, but few guys get into measuring contests with me," he said with a note of pride.

"So how big is it, exactly," I asked.

"Erect, it's 27 centimeters long and 19 centimeters around or about 6 centimeters in diameter," he told me.

"And in inches?" I asked.

He spent some time in mental calculations and said, "I guess about 10 and 3/4 inches long, 7 and a half around. That's not quite 2 and a half in diameter."

"I bet it's bigger than that when I get it going," I said reaching into his pants, feeling along its length and trying to wrap my fingers around it.

"So, how does that compare to most guys?" I asked, getting interested in the subject.

"I think the average is about 6 inches long and a little more than one inch in diameter, maybe 4 inches around," he answered.

"So you're twice as big as average," I said, "That seems about right, given what I've seen of your friends." We have thrown some "skinny dipping" parties at his father's house.

"So, you look?" he asked, kidding.

"Of course I do, you know that. Just like you look at the girls when we have them over."

"Well, none of them are anywhere near as attractive as you," he said.

"Not even Colleen?" I asked. She was the girlfriend of Howard, one of Corey's friends. Colleen was a small, perfectly shaped redhead. She was a gymnastic and champion diver. She had met Howard through one of my friends.

"Not even Colleen," he replied.

"Right answer," I said. "Even if I don't believe you. But I wouldn't feel bad if you admitted that Colleen is better looking than me. I think she's stunning"

Doggy Style

At the guest house I removed my blouse, bra, jeans and panties. Thinking about Corey's cock size had reminded me of a conversation with my mother when we had not only talked about cock size but she had mentioned how much she liked having sex with my father 'doggy style'. I knelt on the bed with my ass in the air and my face down in the pillows. I spread my legs and watched the door through them. I reached down and spread my pussy lips as wide as possible. When Corey came in, his cock sticking out all 10 and 3/4 inches, if not 11 inches I said, "Do you like what you see?"

"Yes!" was his comment as he jumped on the bed and kissed my butt. "This makes it harder to kiss you," he said.

"But easy to hold my tits," I commented.

He reached around and began caressing them. I released my grasp on my pussy and pushed closer to him feeling the beast press into my butt crack. I moved my hips to massage it. I tingled with the excitement of what was to come.

I reached between my legs, grabbed the hard, round shaft, and pulled the tip inside. Corey pushed. The beast went in easily but soon encountered resistance. Corey pulled out and pushed in harder.

"Ow!" I exclaimed. The beast had jabbed really hard against the front of my vagina.

Corey quickly pulled out. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"It's not fitting in so good this way," I told him. "Try again, slowly."

Once again the beast entered easily but encountered resistance. I could tell it was pushing against the front of my vagina. "push a little harder," I told him.

He did and the cock slid further inside but I could tell my vagina wasn't stretching the way it usually did and the feeling became very uncomfortable. "No," I was forced to say. "That's not feeling good."




Susie Ch. 18



Susie stopped by the store the next day and Peter apologized to her for his hasty departure. "I LOVED it. I just don't know what came over me. I feel like a fool. Please forgive me Susie."

Susie said she understood. She didn't show her pussy to him that day. Why bother. He'd already fucked her. But they made a date to meet that night...at his apartment. This time they fucked three times. He tried to lick her pussy and, while she said it felt good, it wasn't like Jim.

They talked about Jim and she told him how much Jim taught her. He could teach them more.

"I feel like I'm in competition with him," Peter mused.

"Peter, don't feel like that. He's never fucked me. You've fucked me four times already. And I want you to do it more. But he can help us get even more out of it."

"I don't know," is how they left it.

They got together two more times and had a great time. She was teaching him a lot about her body, how to touch her, how much she liked her boobs licked. And she saw that touching Peter turned him on, she could make him hard any time she wanted by touching him. 

The last time he told her he loved her and she gave him a similar lecture that Jim gave her. But she was really beginning to get special feelings for Peter also.

Laying there naked next to each other, stroking each other's body, Peter brought the subject up.

"Do you think he would teach us more?

"I know he would."

"OK...let's set something up."

Susie smiled to herself.

The next night Susie showed up at Peter's apartment with Jim in toe. In a few minutes all three were naked. When Peter saw Jim's cock he felt better. While Jim's was fatter, Peter's was longer. And with everyone naked he felt...more comfortable.

Jim demonstrated how to lick and suck Susie's pussy. Susie was really enjoying this! He showed him how to finger her, to stick his finger in the top of her cunt and find her G-spot. She had such an intense orgasm when he did this. And showed him her clit and what it did and the way it came out from under its hood when she got excited. 

Peter tried all this with Jim continuing to direct him. Susie thought he was getting the idea as she came three times with Peter working on her.

Then Jim turned her over on her belly and started kissing her ass. "Now watch this," he said to Peter. He spread her ass cheeks, exposing her asshole. "This is really sensitive and she loves it to be licked."

Peter gave him a strange look. "Yes, it's her asshole and it is a very erotic spot on a woman." Then he reached out his tongue and started to lick her asshole. She raised her ass to meet his tongue. "Sometimes when she's ready to cum, if you stick your finger in her asshole, she'll cum immediately," and with that he stuck his finger in her asshole and she started shuddering.

Before she was through cumming Jim moved aside and let Peter try. "You can reach under her and rub her clit at the same time...or finger fuck her...or both."

Peter was getting the idea...and Susie was writhing in pleasure. She flopped over on her back and said "FUCK ME! One of you fuck me right now!" 

Peter climbed right on top and stuck his cock in her pussy and started to fuck her.

"Put her legs over your shoulders," Jim coached.

She scooted closer and he lifted he legs to his shoulders. They developed a slow rhythm but slowly sped up.

In a minute Peter started really plowing into her. Susie arched up so that only her head was on the bed. In a minute they were both moaning and panting. "I'm cumming again," Susie panted.

She gasped and he gasped and they came together. Jim watched them both cumming. Nothing like it, he thought. I've always wanted to watch two people fuck. This is great. Sandy needs to come home soon. I need to get laid! 



Susie Ch. 18



As Corey pulled back out he asked, "Why don't we just do this the way we usually do?"

"My Mother told me she likes it when my father does it this way," I told him. "I want to see. His cock isn't that much shorter than yours."

"But it's a lot less big around," he said.

"let's try one more time," I said. I could tell that my vagina needed to slope downward so I grabbed a couple of pillows and knelt on them, positioning the front of my body as low as possible.

Corey's 'beast again pushed inside. I could tell it moved further in -- all the way to my cervix. But now, as it pushed in further I began having pains in my abdomen, like severe gas. "Stop," I said to him and he withdrew.

"You could probably get all the way in," I told him, "but I don't see how I could enjoy it.

"I've always enjoyed it the usual way," he told me, "lots! Let's just do it like that."

I was dissappointed but had to agree so I lay on my back, the pillows under my hips and spread my legs for him. "I think I need some foreplay now," I told him.

He sensed my disappointment and said, "I'm sorry that didn't work out." Then he went to work fingering my vagina and licking my clit. I felt a climax coming and told him, "I'm ready, bring the beast to the cave."

Corey lifted his hips so that the beast slipped down and then slowly and easily filled the cavity and stretched it to its limits. I felt the tip pushing inside my body all the way up to my navel. "That's got to be more than 11 inches," I thought. "I will make my own measurement."

I relaxed and enjoyed the sensation as Corey repeatedly pulled the beast out and pushed it in again. It always filled my vagina completely and I concentrated on how the pressure of the stretching lessened and then increased. I felt the tip move from low in my abdomen and then up to my navel and back toward my crotch. The shaft pulled my labia out as it came out and then pulled them inside with it as it went in, stroking hard and exhilaratingly against them. The labia pulled against my clit and then released enhancing my arousal. I moved my hips down to feel the stroking of his shaft directly on my clit which filled with an unbearable excitement.

I screamed in delight as the excitement turned into ecstasy, electrifying my clit, then my vagina, then my abdomen then my entire being. My body shuddered and then spasmed in an orgasmic explosion. I screamed with every spasm and felt my vagina rippling over his cock. Then the beast jumped inside me and I felt semen flow through it and out into the cave. Over and over my body spasmed and the beast throbbed in response. I was screaming and Corey was grunting loudly. I hugged him as tightly as I could and kissed him as hard as I could with my tongue down his throat so my screaming stopped but not my pleasure.

The spasms turned into twitches and then went away. I released the kiss long enough to say, "That was fabulous. I don't know why I would want it any other way. I love you so," and then resumed the kiss before he could respond. We relaxed in each others arms. His cock remained inside me and I loved it.

I forgot all about making my own measurement.



Susie Ch. 19



 Confrontation

My name is Susie O'Connell. At the time this story begins I was a freshman at the local community college. My English teacher and the school paper advisor, Ms. Richards, and the editor of the paper, Danielle White, had asked me to write the advice column for the paper. I agreed hoping that the experience would help me realize my desire to become an Ob/Gyn with a practice dedicated to helping young girls. I had written a sample first column answering three sex related questions. Ms Richards had reluctantly said she would consider publishing such a column.

My boyfriend, Corey, and I spent Saturday night in the guest house of his father's mansion, as we usually did. Sunday morning I awoke next to Corey thinking about the column. I got up and re-read what I had written. I hoped that Ms. Richards would find it acceptable. I decided that if they wouldn't publish this column I would decline their offer to write the column.

On Monday after English class I showed Ms. Richards the column. "These are very good answers," she said. "But quite explicit for our newspaper. Do you have anything else?"

"Yes," I answered. "But I really want this to be my first column. It'll help students know that they can send in any kind of question. I don't think it's really that explicit. Believe me there are much more explicit possibilities." I had a couple of more explicit letters with me and I showed them to her. "I don't plan to answer these," I told her. "You can see the students have some very specific questions."

"I see," was her only response.

"In any case," I continued. "I want this to be my first column. We can talk about revisions that tone my responses down as long as they don't change the message."

Danielle came in as I was talking and I turned to her, "I've written this first column," I told her, taking the pages from Ms. Richards.

Danielle looked at it and said, "This is fabulous, just the kind of thing the paper needs."

"I'm not so sure about publishing questions and answers like these," Ms. Richards told her.

Danielle was not very good at standing up to authority. "Well, maybe you are right," she said. "We probably should go with something less sexual."

"Danielle!" I said, emphatically. "You just said that this is what the paper needs."

"Well, yes," she responded, "but Ms. Richards is the paper's advisor. She knows what we shouldn't do."

"I don't think she always does," I said. "I think she may be too cautious. After all this is a paper for college men and women. Many of them are having sex and I bet all of them are thinking about it. I don't think we should restrict ourselves to restrictions more appropriate for a middle school paper!"

Danielle looked at Ms. Richards and then at me, hoping one or the other of us would just give in.

"Remember when you first offered this job to me," I reminded them, "and I asked about sexual questions and answers. I told you that I was willing to do this as part of getting familiar with what young people, besides myself, are asking about sex. I also want to exercise my skills at answering their questions. I offered that you could edit the answers as long as you don't change them substantially. But, ... if you're not willing to publish this then maybe you should have a different columnist or just continue with what you are doing."

I turned and left the room.

 Resolution

Darlene came out after me, "Susan!" she called.

I stopped and waited for her. When she caught up I told her, "You could at least have stood up for me if you really believe what I wrote is right for the paper."

"It's just a school paper," she answered. "Ms Richards has the final word. It's not like I'm Perry White or Jonah Jaimeson."

"Who?" I asked.

"Perry White -- The Daily Planet." I still didn't get it. "Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Superman."

"Oh," I responded, not sure why a comic book character was relevant.

"Jonah Jameson -- The Daily Bugle, Peter Parker, Spiderman."

Another comic book. "And you mention them because ...?" I asked.

"Because they both ruled their newspapers with an iron hand and what they said goes," she answered with an exasperated tone. "I can't just publish anything I want. Ms. Richards has to approve."

"Maybe you should think about some way to get her to approve," I responded.

"Susan, this has to be your fight," she told me. "I'd like you to write the column but you need to understand that it's your copy and you need to be the one to convince Ms. Richards. If you convince her to run the column you submitted I doubt this will be the last time she will reject something you write. I can help with ideas or critique yours. But , you need to fight your own battle."

That stopped me. I thought a bit. "So, do you have any suggestions?"

"Only to submit less controversial columns and then try again with this one once your column catches on."

"I'm not sure it will 'catch on' if I only do non-controversial items," I responded.

"You could try," she said.

"Maybe the paper could try the controversial column," I suggested. "Is there some kind of guarantee or commitment I could make that would help in case the controversy gets out of hand? I don't think I will ever be able to have you publish 'controversial columns' if I can't get this one published."

"I don't know. I doubt Ms. Richards is totally opposed. I've worked with her for over a year and my 'read' is that she really wants to publish your column as is. I think she's afraid of what might happen to her if we publish it."

"What about editing it like I suggested?"

"Susan, It's practically perfect as it is. There is no way we could edit it to make it less controversial. Editing can improve your presentation but it won't change what is being said. That's her concern."

I walked back to the classroom and apologized to Ms. Richards for walking out. "But I'm serious about the column," I told her. "If I'm to be the advice columnist then I insist that this be my first column. Is there something I can promise you to make you feel better about publishing it? A disclaimer maybe, ... or some kind of apology afterwards if the controversy gets out of hand? Maybe you or another faculty member could write an introduction."

"Thank you for your apology," she said. "But I'm not in the mood for ultimatums from students."

"I don't mean it as an 'ultimatum'," I responded. "I just need to know I can write about certain things or I'm not interested in putting in the effort. For me this is part of my education, not some fun thing to do. And it won't accomplish what I want from it if I'm only talking about what kind of dress to wear to a dance or whether or not to hold hands."

Ms. Richards looked thoughtful. "Okay, Ms. O'Connell, I'll allow it to be published, as-is, if you can either get another faculty member to write a introduction explaining why this is in the school paper or provide me with a written retraction and apology, which I find acceptable, to use in the event there is an uproar."

I knew someone who could and would write a great introduction. "Ms. Richards, could I have my personal doctor write the introduction? I know he'd do it,. He will check that what I've written is accurate too."

Ms. Richards brightened, "That would be acceptable. I have one other request."

"Yes?"

"If you can get him to do this could you have your doctor review any sexual answers you provide and write any introduction he, or is it she? feels appropriate for those."

"It's 'he', Ms Richards and I'm sure he would consent. Thank you, Thank you."

"Before you leave, Ms. O'Connell, go with Ms. White. She will make sure you know the procedures."

 First Column

Danielle showed me where the copy was to be placed and told me that my deadline was Monday evening.

"Doesn't the paper come out on Friday?" I asked. "Why so early?"

"We have an earlier deadline for features that don't need to be up to date with current events. Some of the people who help put together the layout would like to see columns like yours over a week early. You might consider being a week ahead. That way if Ms. Richards doesn't like something you will have time to resolve it before the Wednesday deadline. If it isn't resolved, your column won't appear."

She also showed me how to mark my copy to indicate portions of the column which could be dropped if it was too long. "Sometimes layout and space considerations dictate that we shorten articles," she explained. "You can always put dropped responses into a later column."

When I first decided to be an Ob/Gyn I told my doctor, Dr. Jacobs, and he volunteered to help in any way he could. I had an open invitation to make a free "educational appointment" anytime I wanted to talk to him about my educational needs. He had already been a big help with class choices and planning beyond community college. I went to him, showed him my column and asked for his help. He reviewed what I had said and made no changes. He then wrote a short introduction:

 I want to introduce you to an extraordinary young woman, Susan O'Connell. I have known her since she was born and she is studying to become and Ob/Gyn. She wants to be able to help young women her own age and I believe she is perfectly capable of doing that. I understand she has been chosen to write this advice column for your school newspaper and I enthusiastically endorse the choice. She has allowed me to look at this inaugural column and she has provided excellent answers. You can count on her to continue to do so.

 -- Dr. H. L. Jacobs, M.D.

I replaced my introduction with his and took it to Ms. Richards. She looked at it and paused.

"Well?" I asked. "Is it okay?"

"I don't know," she responded. "I guess the introduction is good. I'm worried about the response."

"Let me handle the response," I told her with a sudden burst of confidence. "I'll write a reply to complaints or even meet with people face to face if there's a big problem."

Ms. Richards looked at it again. "I guess we could use some honest answers to students' questions. How can I be sure your doctor wrote this? ... and thinks it's okay for publication."

"You can call him," I responded and told her his number. "Look the number up in the phone book if you want to be absolutely certain."

"I guess that's not necessary," she answered.

I had an insight, "No, Ms. Richards, I insist you call him. I am sure he will help you feel better about deciding to publish. Could you do it now, please?"

She called and asked about me and my column. After a bunch of "I see's" and "yes's" and "I agree's" she asked. "Are you sure this would be okay to publish in the school paper." After a somewhat loud but muffled response from Dr. Jacobs she said, "Yes it's a junior college newspaper. Most students are in their 20's."

I could hear Dr Jacobs laugh loudly at the other end of the line and then after a bit of listening Ms. Richards said, "I understand, thank you." and hung up the phone.

"Well?" I asked.

"Your doctor thinks very highly of you," she said. And then after a long pause added, "and he has some very strong opinions about the suitability of publishing or, more accurately, not publishing your column."

"Oh?" I responded, puzzled.

"He said I would be a fool to keep it out of the paper due to prudish concerns." She thought a bit and then, almost to herself, added, "Yes, 'prudish concerns', his exact words."

"So?" I asked again.

"I will approve the column," she said with a bit of reluctance. "But I will expect you to honor your commitment to meet with any who complain. And tell your doctor that I expect him to honor the same commitment that he just expressed to me."

"He did?" I replied.

"Yes he did, in almost the same words as you used."

"You know what they say about 'great minds'," I responded, unable to repress a huge smile.

 Publication

My first column appeared in the Friday issue of the paper.

I was so excited that when Corey came to pick me up I ran out to his car as he pulled into the parking lot.

"Look!" I exclaimed, thrusting the paper at him through the car window. "My column. Just like I wrote it. Look! Look!"

"Can I park first?" he asked.

"Sure, just look," I continued to exclaim.

He tfound a parking space while I ran after him, not thinking to just wait for him to find a spot.

"That's great!" he told me when I finally got into the car with him.

Before he could say anything else I said, "Let's celebrate! Can we go to the guest house? ...Right away?" My crotch was already wet with excitement.

"I guess so, but what about homework?" We usually do homework together Friday evenings in order to have the weekend free.

"We can do that tomorrow. I really want you, ... now!"

He smiled broadly, "I always want you."

He drove to the guest house as I read the column to him and described, in detail, my conversations with Dr. Jacobs and Ms. Richards. I hadn't finished telling him everything when we got to the guest house but I had something else on my mind.

By the time he had the door unlocked I was out of my blouse and bra and had kicked my shoes off into the front bushes. Corey started to retrieve them but I told him, "Those can wait," and pulled him inside while working at his belt buckle.

I threw the belt to the side and wiggled out of my jeans. He was watching me with interest. "What are you waiting for!" I exclaimed, grabbing his shirt and pulling it over his head while also leading him toward the bedroom.

In the bedroom I pulled down the bedspread, jumped on top of the blankets, stripped off my panties and watched as he removed his jeans and briefs exposing the huge, uncircumcised cock I call "the beast".

I was already fully aroused, my labia had pulled apart for his entry, my vaginal 'cave' was completely lubricated for the beast's smooth investigative pleasure and my clit was hard as a rock. "My prince, my cave eagerly awaits the intimate attention of your beast. Please order him within," I said in my gentlest voice.

"Your wish is my command, princess," Corey replied as he mounted me, positioning his hips so that the beast slipped down with its tip caressing the folds at my vaginal entrance.

" This is the best possible way to celebrate my new column ," I thought as I savored the feeling of 'the beast' smoothly slipping in and filling my vagina to its maximum extent. As Corey stroked with his hips the huge cock slid smoothly along my vaginal walls. As it pushed in the stretching skin of my vagina pulled my clitoris inward only to be which released as it moved out. Corey's chest moved against my nipples. With each inward thrust he kissed me. The kisses moved from ear to ear, along my neck, each accentuated by a slight lick of his tongue. I felt the stubble on his face scratching mine and moved my cheek to enhance the feeling. He kissed my eyes and forhead and nose, finally settling his mouth gently on my lips.

I hugged him closer to me, feeling the wonder of intercourse and wishing it to never end. Tingling feelings rose throughout my body with strong sensations of ecstasy in my vagina and clitoris. I opened my mouth to admit his tongue and sucked it in as far as it would go.

I began thrusting my hips up with his strokes to maintain the contact between my sexual parts and his. He began to moan. I continued to enjoy the ongoing feelings. " Don't end , don't end ," I thought. But then he came, thrusting hard into me with a groan of pleasure. The warm semen rushed into me as it had dozens of times before. I thrust my hips to prolong my feelings as long as possible and the semen streamed into me and then dripped out.

I closed my eyes and hugged him all the more as he hugged back. His polonged kiss relaxed me and we fell asleep.

 My Naked Ass

The phone rang. Corey pulled the limp, but still large, beast out of its residence in my body and answered, "It's your mother"

"Oh, no!" I said, "I forgot to call and tell my parents where I am." I jumped out of bed.

"Hi, Mommy," I answered.

"I hoped I would find you there. We were worried. Do you know what time it is?" she said to me, a touch of anger in her voice.

I looked at the clock, it was after 9. "I didn't realize," I said. "I'm sorry but I forgot to call you."

"Not only did you forget to call but you missed dinner. Did you and Corey have dinner?"

"No, mommy, we fell asleep."

"After a session of sex no doubt!" her anger was increasing.

"Yes, Mommy, but it was my idea, not Corey's I was really happy and horny over my newspaper column and we had great sex and I fell asleep."

"I don't blame Corey," she said. "I know what you do to him with your face and eyes and body and I know boys have real difficulty turning down sex with beautiful young women they love but you two need to think before you act on your emotions. You need to think about your effect on him and not tempt him do do things that might jeopardize your school work."

"Mommy, I'm almost caught up on homework and I have the rest of the weekend."

"I don't care! You're going to want to do other things on the weekend. As punishment you are grounded for the weekend and all next week. No Saturday or Sunday out with Corey, and you are to come right home from school."

"But, Mommy, ..." I planned to tell her I was 18 and not subject to her punishments but decided to just take it. Arguing about it would only make her madder.

"No 'but's' ... this is it this time. Keep doing this and your time without Corey will be longer. Could I please speak with him."

I gave the phone to Corey, "My mom wants to talk to you."

His side of the conversation was just a series of "yes, Mrs. O'Connell" with an occasional "I understand Mrs. O'Connell" and ended with "I'm sorry Mrs. O'Connell."

He hung up saying, "I need to get you home right away." Your mom said to bring you home naked, "don't give her time to dress," were her words.

"She can't mean that," I said grabbing my clothes.

"I think she does, but I'm not going to drive naked so you can get dressed while I do. But then, maybe she does want you to come in the door naked. She was pretty upset."

He was dressed before I even had my bra hooked. "Come on," he said.

"Corey, you can't mean I am to come like this?"

"I think she was serious about bringing you home naked," he said. "I suppose it will be okay for you to dress in the car if you can manage with the seat belt on."

"What about cleaning up the guest house?" I asked. Corey's father demanded we leave it neat and wash any dirtied bed clothes.

"I'll take care of it," he said. "And I guess I better call my mom too."

I carried my clothes to the car wearing only my panties and unfastened bra. I managed to fasten the bra and get my blouse on in the car. It was too difficult to get into my jeans.

"She told me that she understood how I would fall for you 'batting your eyes and wiggling your naked ass,' " Corey told me.

"In those words?" I said.

"Exactly, 'batting your eyes and wiggling your naked ass.' Pretty accurate don't you think?"

"Well, it leaves out the part where I rub your cock." I laughed.

"I don't think she would find that funny," Corey said. "She told me she would appreciate it if I could let my brain rule my prick and occasionally keep my cock in my pants no matter how much you wiggle your ass and no matter how naked it is."

"In those words?" I was astonished, mommy never talked like that.

"I think in exactly those words," Corey said, "Brain should rule my ' prick ', Keep 'cock in my pants ', and No matter how much you ' wiggle your naked ass '."

"She is upset," I said.

We got to my home and I got out holding my jeans over my panties and went in, barefoot because my shoes were still in the guest house bushes. Corey didn't come to the door. He said, "See you tomorrow." I wasn't sure about that.




Susie Ch. 19



About two weeks later, after four more episodes with just Peter and Susie and one more with all three, with Susie sucking Jim's cock in front of Peter for the first time, Susie made the excuse to her mom that she would be spending the night at a girl friends house. Instead the three of them went to Nashville to visit a strip club. Susie had told Peter about her desire to go to one and maybe some day dance in one.

Susie prepared just in case, wearing some clothes that she felt she could easily take off, not that she thought she would do that, but she would be ready if....

It turned out that it was amateur night and it was scheduled to start at 11:00. Jim said he didn't know that, but...well maybe he didn't. They got there at 9:00 and got a table toward the back, in the dark. Susie was shocked at how good the girls looked. Some had enhanced boobs, but some were a little overweight, but still looked good. Some had tattoos, but Susie liked the girls who had no extra.....artwork.

She knew from the Internet that each club and city had their own rules. This club was a nude club...that's what Susie wanted...and the dancers danced to three songs, most of them taking off some clothes and getting naked toward the end of the last song. But a couple got naked quickly, and Susie noticed that they got the most tips.

In a minute Susie asked Jim for some money. He smiled and gave her a wad of one-dollar bills. He was ready for this.

They all found a seat at the rail and right away the girl dancing started playing to Susie. She had long red hair and very nice boobs. She got naked pretty quickly and and strutted around the stage. Susie loved the strut. I do that, she thought. 

Susie stood up to give her a dollar. The girl came right up to her and pushed her boobs together and Susie put the dollar between them. The girl leaned forward and gave Susie a kiss on the lips. "Thank you, baby," she said as she moved away.

Susie had never been kissed by a girl before. She looked at Jim and turned red.

The girl still played to Susie and after doing a lap around the stage, collecting dollars from other guys, she came back to Susie. Susie pealed off another dollar, but the girl sat down directly in front of her, spread her legs, giving her a great view of her pussy. Then she reached down and spread her pussy lips, opening up her pink. Susie could see that she was very wet.

Susie held out her dollar bill, but the girl didn't take it. She scooted forward, closer to Susie, and put her legs over her shoulders, opening herself up more. 

She looked around and saw that the bouncers weren't paying attention and rubbed up her slit. She came to her clit and took it between her thumb and forefinger and squeezed. Susie saw her asshole clench. How cool, Susie thought.

The girl looked at Susie and scooted up closer. "In my pussy," she mouthed. Susie looked at Jim and then Peter. She smiled. 

She reached out to the woman with the dollar, but let her fingers rub down her pussy lips. Her pussy was bald...and so smooth. The girl smiled. "IN my pussy," she mouthed.

Susie stuck the dollar bill inside her pussy and her pussy grabbed at it. The girl lifted her legs straight up, rolling onto her back giving everyone a good look at the dollar bill in her pussy and displaying her asshole. Then she rolled over and got up as the song ended and left the stage.

"I could never do that," Susie whispered to Jim.

"Yes, you could," was his reply. 

Yes I could, she thought, and I'd like to...tonight!



Susie Ch. 19



I went in. Mommy, Daddy, and even Cathy, were there. "I put my panties on on the way out the door," I said, "and got my bra and top on in the car. Corey said he thought you really wanted me to come in naked. I'm really sorry."

"No, I didn't really expect you to come naked. I'm glad Corey took me seriously but I think I let my emotions get the best of me," mommy said.

Cathy giggled, bringing a glare from Mommy.

I pulled my jeans on, "I guess I'll go upstairs," I told them. "Unless you have something more to say."

"No, just that we love you and punish you to drive the point home. I don't think a week is too severe, do you?"

"No, Mommy, it could be worse," I said, suppressing my desire to say anything about being too old for punishment. "I love you too and really am sorry whether I have a punishment or not."

I had to ask, "Mommy did you really tell Corey to keep his cock in his pants and say that I wiggle my naked ass?"

"Yes she did," Cathy giggled, "I heard her. She also said something about his brain and his prick ."

Mommy gave her another disapproving glare and her giggling stopped. "Perhaps I was a bit too free with my emotions," she said.

"Well Corey said that you are probably right," I told her, "at least about wiggling my naked ass. He thinks you don't want us going to the guest house on Fridays any more."

"Well, it would be a good idea to avoid it on weekdays," Daddy said.

"I didn't forbid it but I agree with your father. We will forbid it if this happens again," Mommy added. Daddy nodded in agreement.

I didn't debate whether they could forbid an eighteen, almost nineteen, year old to do anything.

Cathy asked, "did you have sex with Corey tonight?" She loves it when I get in trouble over sexual matters.

I didn't answer and went upstairs.

I lay down in bed and allowed the little girl in me to cry myself quietly to sleep. 



Susie Ch. 20



The "Cherry Picker"

My name is Susie O'Connell. At the time this story begins I was a freshman at the local community college and wrote an advice column for the school newspaper.

While reading the mail for the column I encountered a question which reminded me of something my younger sister Cathy had told me:

I am a virgin and want my first time to be special. I am also really anxious to find out what it's like. everyone acts like it's so great. I don't have a regular boyfriend but I'm not sure I want to wait any more. I've heard about this guy they call 'the cherry picker'. I'm told he's really good and will definitely give a girl a real special experience for her first time. Many of the girls I know who have done it with their boyfriends say the first time wasn't that great. Is there any reason I shouldn't look up this 'cherry picker?' and do it with him?

Cathy had told me about this guy called the "Cherry Picker." She had wanted to use him just like the letter writer and I had discouraged her (she's only 15). I wanted to see if this guy really existed and find out who he was. Cathy said he deflowered girls only 13 or 14 years old. That seemed like it should be illegal.

Kaitlyn

The next day at school I was at lunch with Kaitlyn, my best friend and my boyfriend Corey's sister. I showed her the letter. "Have you heard anything about this?" I asked, adding, "Cathy told me about this 'cherry picker' once and I thought he was probably just some kind of 'urban legend'. This letter makes me wonder."

I was surprised at her answer, "Sure I have. I know him and so do you."

"What?" I exclaimed. "We know him?"

"Sure," she responded, "it's Johnny."

"Johnny? Your boyfriend?"

"Susie, you know he's not my boyfriend, just a guy I like to have sex with."

"How do you know he's this 'cherry picker'?"

"I thought everyone knows. He's admitted it to me."

"I heard some guys greet him as 'picker' but I never realized. ... How come no-one ever mentioned that to me?"

"Well, you know, I expect people assume that members of the '5F' know all about that so why would they bother to tell you."

The "5F's" is the 'Five Fucking Females' with two other, usually uncomplimentary, 'F' words added. It was five of us girls who had sex with several boys at our high school. Johnny was the last boy we had sex with before one of the other boys blabbed and we were shut down by our parents.

"Kaitlyn, how many girls does Johnny have sex with?"

"I guess there as many as a dozen he has sex with regularly. He claims to have 'popped the cherry' of maybe a half dozen college girls, two or three dozen high school girls and three or four younger girls. I have no idea how many other girls he has had sex with one or two times just because they asked him."

"My gosh, Kaitlyn! You continue to have sex with him? Why?"

"Well he is a good 'lay' Susie, you know that. I mean, he doesn't ask girls for sex, they ask him, even some older women. He has a huge reputation for giving a girl a really good time. And it's properly earned."

"Kaitlyn does your mother know that Johnny is so promiscuous?"

"Oh, no. She would never tolerate me having sex with him if she knew. She would say it's too dangerous."

"It is Kaitlyn! You really really should stop. My gosh! Kaitlyn, why didn't you ever tell me this?"

"I guess I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry."

"Kaitlyn, you need to cut it off with Johnny! You need to find a guy who will respect you and care for you. That's not Johnny. You deserve a boyfriend, not just a 'good lay'. To be blunt, Kaitlyn with Johnny it's not even a 'lay'. It's a 'fuck' or a 'screw' with all the negative connotations of those words."

"Susie!"

"Kaitlyn, I'm not condemning you. Just please think about it. You know Corey has some really nice friends who, I am sure would treat you like a queen."

"Susie, those are a bunch of 'geeks'!"

"Kaitlyn, I'll pretend I didn't hear that. They are very nice. They're Corey's friends and very much my friends. Corey is part of the group and he isn't a 'geek'."

"I'm sorry, Susie. You know what I mean, they aren't my type." I had a feeling she was thinking, "Corey is a 'nerd', if not a 'geek'."

"Kaitlyn, if you give them a chance you may find that they are a type that should be your type. Johnny is not your type! You deserve much, much better."

Kaitlyn stared at me, saying nothing. I got up to go to my next class and told her good-bye but she just sat there in silence.

The next day I didn't see Kaitlyn as usual at lunch. She didn't come by for the rest of the week.

On Friday, Corey picked me up at school. He attends Cal Tech and comes home on weekends. I asked him whether Kaitlyn was angry with me.

"I don't think so. Why?"

"Well I told her she should break up with Johnny in no uncertain terms and she hasn't met me at lunch since. We usually meet every day."

"Oh, well, she didn't say anything to me."

On Fridays we go to my house and do homework together. But I had trouble concentrating. I kept thinking about Kaitlyn so I asked Corey to call Kaitlyn for me.

"Sure, what do you want me to say?"

"Find out if she's angry at me. I'd like to talk to her too."

He called and I listened but couldn't make out what he was saying.

He came back. "She told me she can't talk right now but will call you later."

"So, she is angry with me?"

"I don't know," he admitted. "I don't think there was any reason for her not to come to the phone. But I bet she's more embarrassed than angry. Why did you tell her to break up with Johnny?"

I didn't want to tell him the whole story. Johnny's promiscuity was best left unmentioned. "He's just not good for her," I told him. "They only use each other for sex. She should have a real boyfriend."

"I agree with that," he admitted. "Good luck with her. I'll remind her to call you when I get home, let me know when she does."

"Thanks, my love," I concluded and resumed my attempts to do homework.

Birthday Plans

My 19th birthday was coming up and my mother and I had been discussing how to celebrate. I had trouble imagining that it had been less than a year since I got together with Corey. It had been less than a year ago that the "5F's" had gotten sexually involved. For my eighteenth birthday my parents had a big party at our home. This year my mother said we wouldn't be doing anything lavish. I had suggested just having the family. Mommy had said that would be OK but was adamant about celebrating on a weekend, not my actual birthday, which was a Thursday this year. I didn't understand why a small family celebration wouldn't be OK for Thursday but she remained stubborn about it with no explanation. I asked that if we were going to celebrate on the weekend maybe I could have a few friends over and she agreed.

Kaitlyn didn't call so I decided to use my birthday as a conversation starter. I waited for her outside the last of her Monday morning classes. As she came out I called to her, "Kaitlyn."

She turned and saw me, "Oh, hi Susie."

I ran over to her, "Kaitlyn, are you avoiding me?"

She hesitated.

"Well, no matter," I continued. "You know my birthday is coming up."

"It is?"

"Yes, it is. My parents say I can have a small party. I want you to come. Maybe you can help with the planning."

"Oh," she paused, not sure of what to say. "I guess that would be okay."

"Kaitlyn, what is the problem? You guess it would be okay? I thought you'd be anxious to help."

She hesitated, "Okay. I'll help."

"Kaitlyn, please don't be this way. I don't care about Johnny. I'm sorry I said the things I did. I won't say anything about him again. Just talk to me like you used to."

She cast her eyes down, "That's okay, Susie. You can talk about Johnny. I'm sorry."

What is it Kaitlyn?" I asked tenderly.

"Well, when you got all upset about Johnny, I knew you were right. But that's not really it."

"Then what is it?"

"Well," she hesitated again. "Johnny dumped me. I didn't tell you and then when you got on me like that I couldn't face telling you."

"He dumped you? When? Why?"

"Two or three weeks ago. He didn't say why. He just said he wouldn't be coming over for sex anymore. I guess he just got tired of me. He has plenty of other prospects. I think I'm getting fat, look at my hips!"

"Kaitlyn, you should have told me."

"Don't be angry with me."

"Kaitlyn, I'm not angry." I tried to be my most tender. "I just want to help you. We could have cried over it together. And you're not getting fat." I didn't mention that I had noticed a bit of weight gain.

"I would like to help plan your party, Susie."

"Good, let's start. Maybe we can get a really proper guy for you too."

"I don't need a guy, Susie. I'm over Johnny and I think a break from sex would be good for me."

"Guys aren't just for sex, Kaitlyn."

I started talking to her about who I might invite and we discussed whether to have women only or to invite men too.

"I wish I could get the '5F's' together again," I said. "I really miss them." The five of us had been inseparable throughout high school.

"Why don't we," Kaitlyn said. "April's here at Community College and Judy is a receptionist at an insurance office."

"I know," I told her. "I've seen April around. But what about Brittany? And do you think our parents will object?"

"That was a year ago. We're 19 now, well, April will be 19 next month I think. Let's just do it."

"What about Brittany?"

"I don't think we will be able to invite Brittany," Kaitlyn admitted. Brittany had dropped out of school for what was generally believed to be a life of prostitution. "April said she ran into her mom and asked how Brittany was. Her mom sneered and said, 'look her up on Hollywood Boulevard'."

"Maybe we could go to Hollywood and see if we could find her."

"I think that was meant figuratively," Kaitlyn told me.

I was embarrassed for thinking otherwise. "Of course, you're right. I would like to see her again."

"Me too, ... but I don't think that's likely."

Party Plans

A couple of days later at lunch Kaitlyn asked, "how would you like to have a sleep over birthday party at my father's mansion? We could use the pool and hot tub and sleep in the ballroom." Kaitlyn's father and mother were divorced and her father had a mansion with a ballroom he used for business entertaining along with a large pool, two hot tubs and a guest house. Corey and I were allowed to stay in the guest house almost anytime we wanted.

"That sounds good, but I think my parents were looking forward to having the party at our home."

"We could have guys over and skinny dip in the pool," she said with a glint in her eye.

"Now that I'm with Corey, I'm not as interested in skinny dipping with other guys as I used to be." She knew that Corey and I are naked in the pool and hot tub at the guest house almost every weekend.

"My father says he might spring for a catered lunch or dinner as a present," she addded in a tantalizing tone.

"Catered?" I asked.

"Well, he'll order pizza and have tables set up."

"That's hard to resist," I said with a laugh adding, with a note of sarcasm, "I don't see how I could get my parents to spring for pizza."

"Well, the offer is available," Kaitlyn said. "I talked to my father about it. You could probably invite more people too."

I spoke to my parents about the offer and my mom called Mr. Daniels to confirm his offer.

We decided to have an afternoon pizza and pool party at the mansion with no skinny dipping. Kaitlyn and Judy and April and I would spend the night. I expected that Corey and the other girls' boy friends would stay the night too.

"What about you?" I asked Kaitlyn at lunch after the plans were made. "If all of us have our boyfriends over, won't you feel left out?"

"I'll be okay," Kaitlyn said.

I recognized the glint in her eye. "Okay, what's going on? Who is he? Why haven't you said anything to me?"

"Well I have gone out a couple of times with someone. You've been so involved in the party plans and now I want it to be a surprise at the party."

"A couple of times and now you want to have him overnight at my party? Aren't you rushing things a bit?"

"You had sex with Corey on your first date!"

I was taken aback, but had a response, "Yeah, but I'd known him for years, for as long as I'd known you. He is your brother. And, ... you set us up specifically for the sex."

"Well, I've known this guy for a while too. He's even asked me out before but I turned him down."

"Couldn't get the hint?" I commented. "Why now?"

"Well, he gave up asking a couple of years ago but something you said got me thinking so I asked him out."

"Without even talking to me?"

"You'd have approved."

"How do you know?"

"I'll bring him to the party. You'll approve." She smiled at me.

Birthday

Thursday, the actual day of my birthday, Mommy told me she needed the car. Usually I drove her to work and kept her car to drive to school (I don't have my own car). She dropped me off at school and told me she would pick me up so I started my birthday off a little depressed. "You'd think for my birthday she'd find a way to let me have the car," I thought. At least she wished me 'Happy Birthday' when I came down for breakfast and later when I got out of the car.

And then Kaitlyn didn't show up for lunch. "You think she'd make an effort on my birthday," I thought.

And then, when my last class was over I had to wait for my mom to pick me up. I was really starting to feel bad. "My birthday and she's not on time," I thought.

A car pulled up and honked. I looked up. It took me a couple of seconds to realize it was Corey's car and that Corey was driving. I ran over to it and opened the door, "Corey, what are you doing here?"

"Picking you up. Your mom said you needed a ride."

I got in. "Don't you have classes?" I asked him.

"Class," he replied, "just one, and I decided I could skip it."

"Just to pick me up?" I asked giving him a big kiss.

"Well, ... not just to pick you up."

"What's going on?" I asked thinking, "surprise party? After all the trouble planning the Saturday party?"

"Believe it or not, it was your mom's idea," he said. "Wait and see."

The car pulled into 'The Courtyard Inn' parking lot. This was the hotel where Corey and I had our first sex.

He parked and led me down a familiar corridor to the same room we had used our first time.

"Corey!" I said with a laugh, "Why not the guest house?"

"It's a special evening," he explained, opening the door to the room, "Happy Birthday!"

As I went in, he said, "I have reservations for dinner, put on your best dress."

"But, Corey, all I have is what I'm wearing."

"No," he responded showing me several of my outfits hanging in the room's closet.

"Where ...?" I started.

"Like I said, your mom's idea. She brought these over along with the rest of the stuff in your suitcase." He pointed out the suitcase sitting on one of those hotel suitcase holders.

"My mom?" I was incredulous. She liked Corey but didn't approve of us having sex, and now she was arranging for a hotel room and stocking it with my clothes.

I looked in the suitcase. "No pajamas or nightgowns," I said.

"I guess she didn't expect you will need them," Corey said with a laugh.

"Wait a minute, what's this?" I asked pulling out a nightgown and matching panties made of the sheerest material.

"I guess, something you can throw on for modesty," Corey said with another laugh.

"Very funny," I responded. "These aren't mine. I can't believe my mom packed this!"

"Well, I didn't," Corey said, throwing himself on the bed. "Relax and enjoy yourself. We have a couple of hours until the dinner reservation."

I slowly removed my clothes and put on the nightgown and panties. I looked at myself in the mirror. "Not much different than wearing nothing," I thought.

I turned around to see that Corey had stripped to his underwear and was lying on the bed. He had on a pair of the silky nylon briefs that drove me crazy. "The beast" as I call his 12 inch cock was straining to get free. Two or three inches protruded above the waistband.

I ran to the bed and jumped on him, giving him a big kiss. As we kissed he stroked me, breasts, back, butt and twat, through the silky material. it felt exquisite, maybe better that when he touched my bare skin. His hands slid over all my parts so smoothly with the lightest touch. I arched my back and released my kiss long enough to tell him, "That feels soooo fabulous," and to ask him to keep rubbing over the nightgown and panties since his hands were tending to stray underneath.

I began stroking his balls and the lower part of his shaft through his briefs. I moved my fingers up the shaft, past the waistband and pushed his foreskin downward. With a little effort I managed to pull up the waistband so it held the foreskin down. I moved around and began licking all around the portion of his cock that was now exposed. I had to move his hand from inside my panties a couple of times and ask him to keep rubbing me through them.

As I licked at the tip of the beast, Corey began to moan. "I'm going to cum," he said quietly, his hip rising and then falling to the bed. I kept licking away and he began moving his hips side to side. Suddenly, the beast leapt and a wad of semen shot past my cheek. Without thinking, I quickly moved my mouth to the "mouth" of the beast as more semen shot out. I was able to keep my mouth on the beast despite its gyrations by managing to get my lips over the entire tip, not an easy task, and sucking hard to keep the tip inside.

I licked away at the tip until it became still. I felt it shrinking in my mouth and semen continued to ooze out. I didn't care for the taste, it had just seemed the thing to do at the time. Now I had a mouth full of the slippery, sticky stuff and the odor filled my nose. I either had to spit it out or swallow. I swallowed and it slid down, kind of like an oyster, I almost gagged.

I pulled my mouth away and watched as the magnificent beast shrank and withdrew inside Corey's briefs.

I moved my body so my face was back at Corey's face and kissed him, sucking his tongue inside my mouth. He pulled away, "Eugh, I don't care for that taste, you like it?"

"Not really," I smiled at him. "Just want to give you the pleasure you deserve."

"It's your birthday, I should be giving you the pleasure."

"Being here in your arms is enough." I said to the sound of the alarm. Corey had set it to remind us to get ready for dinner.

Dinner

At the restaurant, after we had ordered, Corey said, "I have a birthday present for you."

I watched with anticipation as he pulled out a small box tied with a golden ribbon. I squealed loudly. the entire restaurant must have heard. Certainly those seated near us were now watching us.

I should mention that Corey and I were "betrothed." At Corey's suggestion our parents had made a formal, but not legally enforceable, agreement that we would be married. The agreement was signed but that was all. Now, I looked at the box. I knew of only one thing that came in boxes that size and shape. I held my breath, thinking to myself, "You don't know for sure what's in there. Don't make assumptions." My heart was beating and my hand trembled as I reached for the box. "Relax, take a deep breath," I thought.

I pulled myself together and untied the ribbon. I opened the small box. Inside was another box, covered in velvet and hinged on one side. My heart beat faster and I stifled another squeal, turning it into a small squeak. I opened the lid and another, louder squeal escaped my mouth. I didn't know I could make a sound like that. My stomach did a quick flip and my vagina tightened with a sex-like pleasure. "Corey!" I exclaimed loudly. "How can you afford this?" I pulled out the silver ring with the huge, clear stone. "It can't be real."




Susie Ch. 20



In a few minutes the redhead came up to Susie dressed in a revealing teddy.

"Hello, my name is Angel. I like you. Are you gonna dance tonight?"

Susie looked at the guys. She turned red. She was thrown by Angel coming up to her. But it gave her an opportunity to bring up the subject. She really wanted to try it.

"I really haven't thought about it," she lied. "I don't know if I could do that. And all the girls are so pretty."

"Oh, you are gorgeous, girl. If you can dance well, you could win this thing. The prize money is $500."

"She can dance," Jim interjected.

"Oh, I don't know. I'm not dressed right."

"Honey, if you will do it I'll let you use some of my clothes," Angel offered.

Susie looked at Jim and Peter. "You know you want to do it," Jim said. "And I know you'd do a good job. And does it matter if you win?"

I want to win, Susie thought with a smile.

"Darlin', I have to be honest with you. Most girls need to do this a number of times before they get comfortable enough to win," Angel offered. "But you have the look that could earn you a lot of money in the future. I'd be happy to give you some pointers."

Susie looked around the room at all the men that were there. There were a lot of good looking women, too. Were they all gonna dance? Then she looked at her guys. Peter looked shell-shocked, but Jim nodded. "Give it a try. You told me you'd love to dance naked in front of a lot of men. There's a lot here," he laughed.

Susie took a big breath. She REALLY wanted to do this, but she felt overwhelmed.

"You'll need to sign up soon. The deadline is in about ten minutes. The manager will have a meeting with all the girls in about fifteen minutes," Angel told her. "And baby, you don't HAVE to get naked. Every contest has a couple who don't get completely naked. It's how I got started. And, girl, it really IS fun! And YOU'LL make a lot of money in tips"

Susie sighed. She looked at her guys one more time and then told Angel, "OK, I'll do it...if you will help."

"Come on," Angel took her hand. "Let's get you signed up before you chicken out."

Jim smacked her on the ass as she went by. "Good luck. Make us proud."

Susie's head was spinning as she followed Angel. Could she get naked for a room of men? She was excited...and scared. I hope I don't fall on my ass, she thought.

Angel got her signed up and then took her to the dressing room. They looked through her costumes and talked about what to expect and how to act.

"Don't get naked too fast. Give them something to anticipate."

"But you got naked on the first song."

"Yeah, but I know how to work the room. You'll probably run out of things to do. Then your routine will drag and that's when you'll lose it. As you do more of these you'll get a routine down. I have about ten of routines. You just need one tonight. Emphasize your best assets." She looked her over. "I would think your ass would be an asset. Let me see your boobs."

Susie looked at her in surprise. "Honey, we're both women. And a bunch of guys are gonna see you naked tonight. Don't get embarrassed on me. If you can't strip for me, you don't need to go out there.

Susie pulled her shirt over her head and reached behind and undid her bra. When she took it off Angel looked at her boobs critically. 

"Wow, your boobs are nice. No sag, not real big, but they are really nice. Natural. Let me put some rouge on them, and some dark lipstick on your nipples."

Angel reached for her rouge and lipstick and started working on Susie. At first Susie was uncomfortable with another woman touching her but she warmed up quickly.

"Will you get naked?"

"I hope so," Susie smiled.

"Well, let me see your pussy."

Susie stripped off her jeans and panties and stood before her stark naked. Angel walked around her, inspecting her body. "Yeah, your ass is your winning asset."

She took some more rouge and enhanced her ass. Angel turned her around. "Pussy hair. Very light and thin. That will work well. Guys love bald pussies but they also love blond pussies."

She got down on her knees in front of her. "Your clit is well hidden. You lips look great. Almost like a little girl. The guys will love that. Here, let me show you a trick."

She got some lubricant on her fingers and opened up her lips and rubbed them into her pussy. "Everyone will think you're excited. Before you go out there rub your pussy lips a bit to get them engorged."

"Is that what you do?"

"Of course, baby. It's all a show. Sometimes I get excited out there and it's real pussy juice, but six shows a night? I don't always get turned on. But this helps me always get the good tips."

"You get excited out there?"

"Sometimes. And when I get excited...well, that makes for the best shows. I have this one guy, Marty, who comes about once a month. He is SO hot. I'll do the legs over the shoulders thing with him." Then with a wink, she said "And I'll masturbate for him right there. Sometimes I'll fake an orgasm out there, but not for him. It's real for him."

"Wow...they let you masturbate out there?"

"Depends on who's in charge that night. When Harry's here, he lets things go. Harry's here tonight," she said with a wink.

Susie thought about that. She didn't think she could ever masturbate on stage in front of all those men. Her thoughts went back to the window at the hotel. She really liked giving that show.

"Does it ever get out of hand out there?"

"Nah. The bouncers keep things safe. They'll let us have fun, but if I get a bad one all I have to do is scratch my ear and they'll intervene. It's in the back rooms where the real fun happens."

"What happens back there?"

"Well, officially, there's not touching, but...." She winked.

"Do you...?

"I'll let some of them touch me...play with my pussy. Some I've taken their cocks out...a couple I've given blow-jobs, especially if I know them and they tip well," she laughed. "But Marty? Oh, he has a huge cock. And I'll sit on his lap, take it out and let him fuck me. But only Marty. He's so hot!"

Susie didn't say anything about that...but she was thinking...how hot that would be!

They picked out some clothes for her. She opted to wear her own underwear. She felt she could take them off well and they were sexy. 

When she looked at herself in the mirror she thought she looked hot. "Practice a little bit taking these clothes off. You want to be smooth out there. A stumble can really mess you up."

Harry the manager called all the girls in and gave them a quick rundown and then gave them all numbers. There were ten girls and she got number nine. Angel whispered to her, "That's a good sign. They save the best for last."

"OK, girls. It's show time," said the manager. "Number one, you're up.



Susie Ch. 20



"Yes it is," he responded, almost in a whisper. "I thought you should have something to show you are promised. My father let me take the money from my trust fund. ... He encouraged me to take the money from my trust fund, and of course he had to approve the withdrawal."

I wanted to leap over the table. It was too wide to lean over and a candle, some flowers and salt and pepper shakers were in the way. I pushed back my chair, it loudly fell back on the floor, and rushed around the table, throwing my arms around him and giving him a huge kiss. "I'll have a present for you back at the hotel," I whispered in his ear. People at the tables near us clapped politely as I went back to my seat which the waiter had retrieved from the floor.

I spent much of the meal admiring the ring. Corey told me my mom had given him my ring size and that it was slightly over 2 carets. "We can take it back and get another if you want," he said. "I just picked a simple one."

"This is perfect," I replied.

Men's Department

After dinner as we got into the car Corey asked what I wanted to do. I had been thinking about the way his cock had stuck out of his briefs and how great it felt when I stroked his balls and cock through the fabric. "We need to get you some new underwear," I told him.

He was surprised at that but I asked him to drive to the mall and we went into the men's department of one of the upscale stores. I found several pairs of silk, nylon and lycra men's underwear. "You need to try these on for me," I said.

Together we snuck me into one of the men's dressing rooms and I told him to undress. Once he was naked I caressed and licked at his cock until it was close to maximum size and handed him the first pair. "Put these on," I told him. They only covered about half of the shaft. I gave his balls and shaft a caress and said, "Nope, try these."

I found a couple of pair of boxers that covered the beast completely. I held back a laugh at the way the beast pushed them way out away from his body but it felt great to touch it through the soft. slick fabric. From the way Corey rolled his eyes upwards as I stroked him, he liked it too. But I really wanted briefs. I loved the way the tightness of the briefs completely outlined the shape of the beast and held it firmly in place next to Corey's body. I also liked the way they cradled his balls.

There were a couple of "high top, boxer-briefs" that did the job. Their waist was above his navel and the tip of the beast pushed against the waistband. They had legs, like shorts that fit tightly to his thighs increasing the effect. "This is what I want," I told him as I rubbed his cock through the fabric. "Yeah, this is what I want," I said as I cradled his balls in my hand. "Definitely what I want, get several pair of these!"

"They're kind of tight," he said, pulling at the legs and reaching in to adjust his balls.

"Exactly!" I exclaimed, "exactly what I want."

There was a little excitement as we came out since one of the sales people caught us. "These are the men's dressing rooms," she told us.

"You don't think I know that," I said. "I only have eyes for one man," I told her, grabbing Corey's arm, "I didn't look at any others."

"There's no one else in there," she told me.

"Then what's the harm?" I asked. "There's nothing about this one I haven't seen before." I emphasized my point by stroking his crotch.

We bought 6 pair, two white, two red, one black, and one blue.

Hotel Hot Tub

At the hotel I told Corey that I felt like getting in a hot tub, "I think the guest house kind of spoiled me."

"The hotel pool has a hot tub," he reminded me.

"I doubt they would allow us to go in naked," I responded, "and I don't have a swim suit."

"I bet your mom packed one just in case we wanted to use the pool. I brought one," he answered.

I found that my mother had packed a bikini and considered the possibility. "I'd rather go in naked," I said, "but let's try it for a bit. I hope no-one else is there."

I undressed slowly and sensuously for Corey and stood naked in front of him. "Wouldn't you rather I go in like this?"

Corey had been standing there watching, "Sure," he said and began removing his clothes.

"Put on a pair of those new briefs," I told him.

"Instead of my swim trunks?"

"Sure, unless you think they're too revealing. In that case, put your swim trunks over them."

I watched the partially erect beast appear as Corey removed his cotton briefs and then disappear into the black Lycra boxer-briefs. "Beautiful," I said. "That's what I'm talking about."

Corey examined himself in the mirror, "It shows every bit of my penis, and my testicles are pretty obvious too."

"The other woment will be jealous," I said with a laugh.

"And it could get me arrested," Corey responded.

"Oh, all right," I said feigning indignation, "Put your trunks on over them."

A boy, maybe 8, and a girl, about 11, were in the pool with their mother watching them. The hot tub was empty.

"Look the pool closes at 10:00," I said pointing to the sign, "We only have a half hour."

Corey turned on the hot tub and we settled in. Almost as soon as we were in, the boy asked his mother if they could go in the hot tub so we were alone for maybe five minutes.

The girl talked a mile a minute about every subject possible from where she and we went to school, to whether we were married. She even touched on expecting her first period. Meanwhile the boy tried to get attention away from her by saying, "look what I can do," and then proceeding to make some kind of jump, float or dive. After about ten minutes they had worn me out and I told Corey I was ready to go back to the room.

"Not exactly what I wanted," I told him on the way back to the room.

"I'm sorry about that," he said, "I hoped to make your birthday perfect for you."

"Oh, but you have," I responded. "Today started with me thinking no one was going to do anything about it. And now, dinner, ... the ring, I find out my mom was planning this whole night out, and I still have the rest of the night with you." I kissed him. 

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself, but I wonder if the guest house would have been a better bet."

"Well, the hot tub was a disappointment, but those kids were a bit of a hoot. And some variety is good."

Shower

In the room and he asked, "what variety do you want? Anything special for your birthday?"

"I think I'll take off this suit and get in the shower for a bit. I could use someone to wash my back, ... and front, and sides."

Corey removed his trunks to reveal a mostly swollen cock, sticking almost straight out from his body.

"And you can help too, beast," I said giving it a kiss. It stood more erect in response.

"After this, maybe you can model your new underwear," I suggested, with a smile, as we got into the shower.

"Of course," Corey agreed, wrapping his arms around me, drawing me close to him and kissing. The beast slid betwen my legs, its shaft pressing my vulva, his chest pushed against my breasts, his tongue explored my mouth, his hands pushed on my butt, and I relaxed, concentrating, in turn, on the feeling of each of his body parts against mine.

When he released the kiss, I told him, "I want your beast to scrub me tonight, let me give him the soap."

I took the bar of soap and spread a thick cost of lather over the beasts entire body. I turned with my back to Corey and knelt in the tub. "Start with my back."

Corey began stroking my back with his soapy cock, "You need to scrub harder, beast," I said and Corey pushed the beast hard against me, stroking over the upper part of my back. The I rose so it could reach my lower back and down to my butt. "Be sure to get inside the butt crack."

Then I turned and faced him, kneeling again, "You need more soap," I said to the beast and lathered it up again, Corey groaned slightly as I did so. "Keep it in, boy," I told it, "I have plans for later tonight."

"You may want to keep those strokes down and consider not lathering him up so much then," Corey told me.

"Okay," I said, stopping the lathering, "but these breasts still need to be scrubbed, don't forget the rest of my chest and you still need to work on my crotch."

I closed my eyes in enjoyment as the beast caressed my breasts and nipples, "I think my nipples are especially dirty today," I said, moving them back and forth over the shaft and then the tip.

Corey gave short gasp, "I think the beast needs a rest."

"You're getting tired?" I asked. "Is it getting sore?"

"No, it's aroused to the max," Corey answered. "If you don't want something else mixed with the soap or if you want me to keep it up later, the beast needs to rest for a bit."

"Oh," I stood up and turned around to rinse the soap off. I embraced him and asked, "Will this be okay?"

"Just don't wiggle too much," he said. 'The beast' was held firmly between our abdomens.

"Let me know when the beast can proceed with the washing," I said and began an extended kiss.

Corey broke it off, "I think it would be best if you let me finish the job with my hands. I guarantee I can give you as much pleasure as the beast. He wiggled his fingers. It does feel great to have them inside me.

"You can do my tummy, legs and feet. Then let's see if the beast can finish off by washing its cave," I replied. we call my vagina, a 'cave', the proper home for Corey's 'beast'.

I lathered the beast again after Corey had washed my feet and spread my legs so it could easily reach the parts for scrubbing. I thrust my head back, in pleasure at the feeling of the huge member stroking my vaginal lips. Corey stroked harder and harder so the beastt pushed inside the inner lips. Then he pulled all the way out and gently pushed the beast inside its cave.

I gasped briefly, in surprise and pleasure as I felt the shaft slip in and the tip push my cervix up into my body. Corey gasped too. "The beast is going to explode inside here," he whispered, "If you don't want that, he needs to come out, slowly and I will need to finish up." I felt his fingers wiggling over my back.

"Okay," I responded with a bit of disappointment. As the beast emerged I told it, "You better be ready later tonight."

Corey washed and rinsed me with his hands and finished with a strong massage of my clit and G-spot. It went on and on. I felt the tingle of orgasm and began moving my hips back and forth and around to increase the pressure, "Oh!" I gasped repeatedly and then the pleasure of orgasm filled my vagina and abdomen. I rocked back and forth in spasms of ecstasy as Corey kept up the pressure.

As the contractions reduced to twitches Corey said, "I told you I could do as well as the beast."

"I think you may do that better than the beast," I said. "But I have desires that only the beast can satisfy."

"He awaits your commands and desires, Princess."

Lingerie Show

I had Corey dry me off after we got out. "I go to prepare for your lingerie show," I told him and left him to dry himself off.

I considered watching naked but then put on the nightgown my mom had packed. Then I lay in the bed, after grabbing the bag with Corey's new briefs.

He came out of the bathroom, looking great. He had lost a bit of weight. He was still a big guy but since he was over six feet tall, he carried it well. Now he had a bit of a paunch but no longer the protruding stomach. he had also lost most of the 'man breasts' that used to adorn his chest. "He's just perfect now," I thought, "still well padded and soft." Instead of being obviously overweight he just looked big. 'The beast' hung down, partially swollen, over six inches long between his large testicles. I felt my vagina tighten in anticipation as I pointed out the black pair of underwear laying on the floor, "put those on in the bathroom." I said and come out so I can get a good look at them."

The black hid much of the outline of Corey's huge 'package'. As he turned, the size of the beast was obvious and getting clearly growing. I laughed lightly, "Wonderful! Come close so I can feel."

I petted the beast through the damp, silky fabric, concentrating on his head. "Like that?" I asked as I handed Corey the blue pair.

"Oh, yes," he said as took them from my hand.

The size and shape of the beast were obvious in blue. "Oh, yeah!" I exclaimed, "black may be sexy but blue shows you off better." I watched as he turned and I felt wetness at my crotch. I tightened my vagina several times to relieve, or was it to enhance? my feelings.

This time as I felt the huge cock I could feel the twitching of it wanting to be free. I handed him one of the white pairs. "I don't think you're going to be able to keep him down anymore, but please try," I said.

In white not only was the shape of the beast clear, the fabric was slightly translucent and I could vaguely make out the veins and foreskin. Corey had managed to push the beast down inside the fabric but it was pushing out, stretching the fabric. "I think this is best of all, so far," I said as I motioned him over so I could feel him.

I handed him one of the red pair, "The color of passion, last but not least," I said as I handed them to him.

The red showed Corey off pretty much the same as the blue but, for some reason, the color excited me much more, and he hadn't been able to keep the beast down. It was held straight up against his body, the shape and size of the huge swollen shaft and rounded tip obvious through the fabric. His testicles were withdrawn, as they usually were when he was aroused and so didn't show. I didn't wait for him to turn around, "turn off the lights and come here to me," I said, pulling back the covers and getting under them.

In the dark, I concentrated on the feelings in my body as Corey caressed me through the light, silky fabric of the nightgown. Meanwhile, I spent most of my time stroking the beast through its tight, silky covering.

I felt wetness running over my leg and the feelings in my vagina increased with both voluntary and involuntary twitches. I luxuriated in the rising feelings, keeping Corey's probing hands and fingers outside of the fabric, allowing him to touch my crotch but only through the dampening, silky nightgown. I got to the point where I felt I couldn't bear not having the beast inside me but rejected the desire, tightening my thighs around Corey's hand and letting the feeling increase beyond the unbearable. I writhed in pleasure and desire. As I rubbed at the tip of the beast I felt the dampness of pre-cum spreading over its covering fabric.

I moved down and pulled the waistband over the beast and pulled the briefs down Corey's legs and over his feet. "Enter your cave, my favorite beast," I whimpered as I picked up a condom, clothed the beast with it and added some, probably unnecessary lubricant.

I lay on my back with my legs spread and Corey mounted me with the beast pushing at the curtains of the cave. Gently and slowly, he pushed the tip of the beast inside, a thrill shot up my vagina.

He pulled the tip out and gently pushed in until the tip of the beast rested at my cervix. I pulled in my breath waiting for the thrust all the way in but instead the beast slowly withdrew. I took a deep breath and moaned lightly.

Now the beast moved slowly in and pushed against my cervix. I felt the huge shaft rubbing over my G-spot and just as my stretching vagina began to pull on my clit, the beast stopped. Corey kissed me and slowly with drew. My vagina twitched as the tip pulled out.

Once again, the beast slowly entered me. The entrance to its cave stretched to admit it and twitched involuntarily. The tip passed over my G-spot and the shaft rubbed against it. My abdomen twitched in response. It reached my cervix and began pushing it further inside. I took a deep breath. The stretching pulled against my clit and pulled it against the entering shaft. I let out an invluntary moan. The full extent of the beast made its way inside and paused. Corey's hips pressed against me, I could feel the beast pulsing inside me. I pushed my hips up increasing the pressure on my clit and allowing the beast to enter a fraction of an inch more. I gasped in pleasure as the beast slowly withdrew.

It pulled out until the tip was resting on my G-spot. Corey lowered his hips so it pushed harder at the spot and wiggled the beast against it before pushing in again, I tightened my crotch at the feeling.

Corey began moving the beast all the way in and then pulling it most of the way out, pushing down so the tip pushed my G-spot and then pushing up to get maximum contact with my clit as it reached its full penetration.

I clenched my muscles to hold back the rising feelings of orgasm.

Slowly in, slowly out, in, out, in, out, in. I held back the scream rising in my throat and continued to hold back, and then lost control.

My abdomen tightened, my vagina grasped the shaft now fully inside, my lungs released my breath in a scream of pleasure. I writhed, my body in the throes of unbelievable ecstasy. Normally I can feel Corey's huge cock releasing its "load" but tonight I only felt my own body moving and throbbing with pleasure. Over and over the waves of ecstasy flowed out of my vagina and over my body. Gradually I came back to the sense of Corey's warm body over me and the feeling of the beast filling me. I kissed him, sucking his tongue into my mouth and hugged him close to me as I fell asleep.



Susie Ch. 21



 Thanks, Mommy

My boyfriend, Corey, and I spent my 19th birthday at a hotel arranged by my mother. We went out to dinner and he presented me with an engagement ring. Corey and I were "betrothed." At his suggestion our parents had made a formal, but not legally enforceable, agreement that we would be married. Now I had a ring to show our commitment!

Corey took me to school the morning after my birthday -- I was a freshman at the local community college. I had trouble paying attention in class and spent all of lunch gushing over my ring to my best friend and Corey's sister, Kaitlyn and then any other friends and acquaintances who dropped by to see what the fuss was about.

Corey picked me up, as he usually does after my last class on Friday. On Fridays we always went to my house for some study time.

"Cathy! Cathy!" I yelled as I came in. Cathy is my younger sister.

"What is it?" she yelled down the stairs in an annoyed tone. She came to the top of the stairs, "Where were you last night? Mom seemed all excited but dad was a bit down." She descended the stairs and saw Corey, "Hi Corey. Were you guys having sex again?" Cathy was obsessed over my sexual activity.

"Look Cathy!" I exclaimed, holding out my hand and ring finger. "Look what Corey gave me!"

"Wow!" she said. "Does this mean you are really engaged now, not just this 'betrothed' thing you keep claiming isn't an engagement?"

I wasn't sure about that and gave Corey a glance intended to let him know I wanted him to field this one.

He looked back. I think he was worried that his answer might not be what I wanted.

I took him off the hook, "No, It just means that we are committed to one another."

Corey sensed the disappointment in my answer and stepped in, "It means we intend to marry each other," he said. "I guess that's an engagement. But you're right it's not much different from being 'betrothed' so things aren't that different. It's just that now Susie has a sign of my affection and commitment."

I gave him a big smootch.

"Must have set you back a pretty penny," Cathy said. Ever the drama queen, she put on a good old boy, buddy voice and winked at him, "I bet this got you a pretty good night last night, Ehh?"

"Cathy!" I exclaimed, "You're incorrigible."

"I'm what?"

"A pain in the ass!" I responded.

"But insightful," Corey added, winking back at her.

"Corey!" I huffed at him, "Don't encourage her!"

The two of them laughed lightly at my outrage. Corey quickly grabbed me, gave me a big kiss while stroking my back and butt. "She's just having a bit of fun and we did enjoy ourselves last night didn't we?" he whispered in my ear.

"Not because of the ring!" I said back to him.

"No, it was because we always enjoy ourselves and it was your birthday," he said. "But the ring did seem to add an extra something to your reposes. I noticed even if you didn't."

Cathy was watching and listening with interest. "Always about sex with you two," she said in a voice suspiciously like my mother's. She retreated back upstairs.

I was upset but Corey was amused. "He doesn't have to put up with her comments every night," I rationalized to myself. But, I realized, my feelings came mostly from a concern that my sexual activity would affect Cathy adversely, causing her to engage in improper sexual activities. "If she isn't already sexually involved," I thought.

Her "mother" voice also reminded me that I needed to thank Mommy for helping Corey out with the ring and packing, and that nightgown. When she came home I showed her the ring. "Corey said you gave him the ring size," I told her. "And that you packed my bag, and you must have given me that," I searched, unsuccessfully, for an adjective, "that ... very nice nightgown."

Corey added, "She got the room for us too, Susie, and paid for it."

I stared at her. My eyes must have been the size of saucers. "Mommy! you didn't! I thought you didn't approve of us having sex."

"Well," she said and paused. "Sweetie, can we maybe discuss this in private, maybe after Corey leaves this evening."

I was impatient. "No, I really want to know and I want to thank you. Corey can hear it. Can't he?"

"Well he could but I would rather this be just between you and me."

"Corey won't mind if we go up to my bedroom for a bit, will you Corey?"

"No, of course not," he answered.

We went up and sat on my bed. "So what's going on here?" I began.

"Please don't discuss this with your father," she started. "He was a bit upset with the idea that you were spending your birthday night with Corey."

I was a little surprised. When I first started having sex with Corey and told my parents my father had been most supportive. But over time my mother had become the supportive parent.

"Well," she continued. "Corey came to me and told me that he was going to get you a ring for your birthday and asked for your ring size. I was happy to do that for him and asked how he planned to give it to you. he said he thought he would just wrap it and give it to you at whatever birthday celebration we decided on.

"I just didn't think that was special enough and told him so. He asked for my suggestions. Well, I spent a couple of days thinking about it and decided that a good dinner and a pleasant night together, just the two of you were more appropriate. I didn't even give him a chance to do the work himself. I just made reservations and told him about it. I would have canceled the reservations if he objected. I just wanted the best for my little girl, ... well ... not so little anymore ... my rapidly maturing daughter."

"But, Mommy, you've changed your mind about our sexual activity? You approve now?" I asked.

"I don't know. I can see how happy you are. And when you come home after your nights with Corey you almost glow. And, ... and, ... well, ... Saturday nights when you aren't here I think of where you are and what you and Corey are doing." She paused in thought. "Well, ... to be honest ... I can't help but think of that huge penis going in and out. I think of how you always talk about having orgasms and, ... . Well, I have a pretty substantial penis available to me."

I knew she was talking about Daddy.

"Well, Saturday nights aren't just nights of passion for you." she continued. Then she gave a light laugh. "I'm getting really wet right now just talking to you about it." To my surprise she lifted her skirt and spread her legs to show a spreading damp spot on her underwear.

"In any case I'm not going to deprive you of your pleasure," she said. "I'm going to do what I can to make you as happy as possible. I see how Corey is when you are here together on Fridays, I hear what you say about him, I hear how he talks about you. There is no doubt in my mind that he is right for you and I think you are right for him. I'll do anything to keep you two together."

I gave her a big hug. "Thank you, Mommy! Thank you for helping Corey give me a special night, thank you for your support, and thank you for being my mom."

Pool and Pizza

Saturday afternoon I had a real birthday party. Kaitlyn had arranged to have it at their father's mansion by the pool. I invited several girls I knew, a few guys and some of my family. Corey' s mom and dad and Marianne, his father's live-in girlfriend, were also there. I was surprised that Marianne was wearing a pretty standard bikini. Most of her swim suits have less cloth in them than a small handkerchief. We had plenty of pizza and a big sheet cake, yellow with almond flavored frosting, decorated with flowers and the obligatory "Happy Birthday, Susan" message.

Kaitlyn wanted to surprise me with her "new" boyfriend. He turned out to be Elliot, one of Corey's old friends from high school. I recalled he was an electrical engineering student at UCLA and one of Corey's shyest friends. He had been one of the guys we had invited for skinny dipping parties last summer and I remembered he had an unusual cock with a red bulbous tip and a narrow shaft when it was erect.

When she came in with him Kaitlyn came right up to me and asked, "do you approve of my choice?"

"Sure, I said, "Elliot's a real nice guy. Why did you ask him?"

"Do you mean why did I ask him to the party or why did I ask him out when I was getting over Johnny?"

"Well, .. the second mostly, but really both."

"I asked him out because I started thinking about Corey's friends when you got upset that I called them 'geeks'. I picked him because I remembered that he was always nice to me in high school and I remembered that he had asked me out maybe twice. Both times he seemed to really struggle just to get the words out and then both times I rejected him. I decided to give him another chance and so far I'm glad I did." She hesitated, "And, ..."

"And?" I said, "And ..."

"Well, I'm kind of embarrassed to say," she hesitated again.

"Out with it," I said. "You can't leave me hanging. And ...?"

"Well," she said quietly looking around to be sure no one could overhear, "I can't help but wonder what that lollipop of a cock feels like inside."

I had to laugh and whispered to her, "I wondered the same thing when I first saw it. So what does it feel like?"

"I don't know, we haven't had sex yet. I am hoping to find out tonight."

"So you brought him today just for the sex tonight?" I said with a light laugh. Kaitlyn and I and Judy and April, were going to stay after the party for some skinny dipping and then for the night. Corey, Elliot, Judy's fiance, Preston, and April's boyfriend, Chris were also staying.

"Well, not just for that. Mostly because I really like him and I'm not seeing anyone else.

My mom, dad and 15 year old sister Cathy were the last to leave. Cathy objected, "why can't I stay for the sleep over."

"It's not for you," I said, looking at Corey and then glancing at the guys who were still there.

"Ohhh!" Cathy said, not missing a thing. "It's about sex again, isn't it. You're going to have sex with the guys. Do Mommy and Daddy know?"

"Mommy and Daddy" were standing right there. "Yes we do," Mommy told her. "You aren't staying tonight."

"Susie gets all the good parties," she said.

"I seem to remember talking about a pretty big 'sweet sixteen' party less than a year from now," Daddy told her.

"Well that'll be at our house with no a pool, and ..," she stopped with a look that implied she almost said something she shouldn't.

"And chaperones, so no sex?" Mommy said, picking up on her expression.

Cathy just gulped and looked down.

"I suspect we'll have a better spread than pizza and cake," Daddy told her, "with dancing, and boys will be present."

"Better than my sweet sixteen party," I told her.

"You didn't have a sweet sixteen party," she said.

"Exactly!" I concluded.

Anyway, Cathy left using her best "the little sister never gets what big sister has" look and walk.

Skinny Dipping

Once they had left Corey, Kaitlyn and I removed our bathing suits, "Skinny dipping," I announced.

Judy and April gaped at the beast. April said, "Corey's father is still out there with his girlfriend."

"They won't mind," Corey said and went out. Corey returned with his father and Marianne. They were both naked.

"We encourage nudity here," Corey's father said to everyone. I'm not sure Judy and April or their boyfriends were listening. Corey's father was naked and his cock is as big around as Corey's and almost as long. Preston and Chris were staring at Marianne, also naked, showing her huge silicone boobs and shaved pussy. Kaitlyn and Corey started out to the pool.

Elliot held back. "Susie," he whispered.

"I'll be right out," I called to Corey and then asked Elliot, "What is it?"

"Can I talk to you?"

"Sure, what do you want?"

"I didn't expect to have sex with Kaitlyn," he told me. "It seems that everything is set up for us to have sex tonight.

"Elliot, that's true," I told him. "Will this be your first time to have sex?"

"No," he told me "I've had sex with Sally several times." Sally was a skinny girl who hung out with some of Corey's friends and was now attending Stanford.

"So what's the problem?"

"Well, I didn't expect it."

"Don't you want to have sex with Kaitlyn?"

"Well, ... yes, ... maybe, ... I guess."

"Why the uncertainty?"

"Well, she's kind of special."

"What about Sally?"

"Sally would have sex with anyone who had a penis," he said. "She asked me out. Everyone knew that going out with Sally meant sex as part of the date. That's the only reason she ever went out with anyone. Kaitlyn's different."

"So Kaitlyn is the first time you've had sex with a woman you really like." I said.

"Yes," he responded. "I'm not sure what to do. What if I mess up?"

"It's much better with someone you like and who likes you, believe me. I've had it both ways. Kaitlyn is special and I know she likes you and that's why she wants to have sex with you. She told me she's been looking forward to it almost since she asked you out the first time."

"I wonder if she'll really still want to when she sees .. this." he pointed to his penis. Elliot had taken off his clothes. His cock was only partially erect and still looked pretty normal.

"I've told you to be proud of your penis. And, Elliot, you have the most amazing cock. You know I sometimes think I would like it in me. Besides, Kaitlyn's been skinny dipping with us. She's seen your erect penis. I think she likes it."

"You're making that up, ... but thanks. The guys in school would always tease me about it after I once had an erection in the shower."

"Well, they're guys. As a girl I can tell you that your cock is a turn-on. Any woman would want to try it."

"You're sure?"

"Don't worry, you'll be fine."

The two of us went out to the pool leaving the others to their own devices.

Judy and Preston came out soon after. Preston was six feet tall with a great body and "six pack" abs but his circumcised, flaccid cock was only an inch long even though he had a nice set of testicles. "April's having a bit of trouble getting Chris to remove his trunks," Judy whispered to me.

I went back in. April was naked and seemed angry with Chris. "Chris, you can keep your trunks on if you want," I told him. "We're not in the habit of forcing anyone to do something they don't want."

April looked over at me. "He's just being a baby," she said. "Come on, Chris, there's nothing to be ashamed of. You have a great 'package'. Everyone else is naked."

"April, we just want you both to come out. Let Chris stay in his trunks. Chris, whenever you want. You can remove them, or stay in them all night." I grabbed each of their hands and led them out to the patio. Everyone else was in the pool.

Around seven, Corey's father came out with a bunch of cheeseburgers and fries he had picked up. As we got out I noticed Chris had shed his trunks sometime earlier. April was right about his "package". His cock looked about normal length and maybe twice the normal width and he had a nice sized set of balls too.

After dinner we all sat in the hot tub. Instead of couples getting together, we women sat on one side and discussed old times and guys. The guys sat on the other side with Corey and Elliot apparently discussing school while Preston and Chris were discussing sports.

Curiosity

April raised the usual question, "Can Corey's cock fit all the way inside?"

I was tired of answering it but answered her nicely, "yes it does. At first we had some difficulty getting it in but there's no problem. And it does go all the way in."

"Hard to believe," Judy said. "I'd sure like to try."

"Me too," April added wistfully.

I assumed they weren't serious but Judy, in particular, kept making comments. "Remember how when we were having sex with those guys at my house we would all kind of share them," she said. "Maybe we could try that tonight."

Nobody answered but I could tell the idea was circulating in their heads. I kept thinking about trying out Elliot's "lollipop". "You should see Elliot's when it's erect," I mentioned.

"Susie!" Kaitlyn protested.

"What about it?" Judy asked.

"Not here!" Kaitlyn complained and whispered, "Not in front of him."

That did it, all of us excused ourselves saying we wanted some more cake and at the table Kaitlyn whispered to us, "Its tip gets really big and red but the shaft doesn't."

"It looks like a cherry lollipop," I added. Judy and April giggled at that.

"It's not funny!" Kaitlyn exclaimed. "It's unusual but I can't wait to feel it inside me."

"It is fascinating," I added. "I've wondered what it would be like too, ever since I first saw it."

"I think I'd like to try it," Judy added.

I made the mistake of adding, "and Elliot tastes good too."

"What?" all three of them said.

I told them about the time I showed myself to several of Corey's friends and then we went skinny dipping. "I went around and kissed all their cocks," I explained, "and Elliot shot his wad as soon as I touched it."

"He may not be able to get it inside you if it's that sensitive," Judy said to Kaitlyn.

"I think he was just extra aroused," I said. "Anyway, I think it had a kind of pumpkiny taste, not like what other guys semen smells or tastes like."

"So, Kaitlyn, what do you think?" Judy asked.

"I haven't had sex with him, even oral," Kaitlyn said. "I'm hoping for tonight. I'm curious how it feels inside too."

So, we'll all have to try Elliot out tonight," Judy said, adding, "along with Corey."

I glared at her, "Not going to happen, Judy. Could you please drop it."

"Just expressing my desire," she said.

"And what would Preston think of you doing Elliot and Corey?" April said.

"I doubt he'd mind if we gave him a shot at you and Susie."

"Judy!" we both said.

"Well if we all share Corey and Elliot then I only think it's fair that we share Preston too, ... and Chris," Judy told us.

"There isn't going to be any sharing," I said.

"Maybe if you think about it, it'll grow on you," Judy said. "I know we all want to try Corey"

"Not me!" Kaitlyn exclaimed, "not with my brother."

"Well we all, for sure, want to try out Elliot," Judy responded.

"Don't you think he should have a say," Kaitlyn said.

"Well sure, we ought to ask the guys. But what guy will turn down an opportunity to fuck four hot chicks."

"Corey for one," I said with confidence.

"And probably Elliot," Kaitlyn added with a bit less assurance.

"And Chris," April said with a tone more of hope than certainty.

Kaitlyn said, "I need to go to the bathroom. Could you come with me Susie?"

We left and in the pool restroom talked a bit about Judy's desire. "I would like to try out Elliot," I admitted again. "But Corey won't be okay with it."

"I'm going to get Elliot anyway and none of the others appeal to me," Kaitlyn said.

"But if there were different guys, you might be tempted?" I asked.

"Well, maybe. But right now I'm not interested in other guys," she said.

Curiosity Fulfilled

When we came out I saw that April was standing in the hot tub next to Corey and Corey had his finger up her twat. Elliot was doing the same with Judy.

"What's going on here?" I shouted.

Corey quickly removed his finger but couldn't resist sucking it off. He just looked sheepish.

"I was just explaining my proposal," Judy said. "And we were seeing if these guys were interested."

"What's going on?" Chris asked. I couldn't believe he was sitting less than three feet away and hadn't noticed that another guy was finger fucking his girlfriend.

"We're talking about a little sex partner sharing tonight," Judy said. "I'm providing finger samples. Do you want a feel?"




Susie Ch. 21



Number one was a middle-aged woman, well middle aged, she was probably in her thirties. Nice body, but far from perfect. A saggy ass and a little too much of it. But she was a great dancer and seemed to really like to show off. She got naked at the beginning of the second song and Susie remembered Angel's warning, but this woman pulled it off well because she was such a good dancer and seemed to really like being naked in front of a group of men. The guys hooted and hollered and gave her some good tips. 

Susie watched her closely, realizing that this woman knew how to be naked in front of a bunch of men. And she knew how to keep them interested in her show even though she didn't have the greatest body in the world. She emphasized her ample breasts, cupping them, lifting them up, licking her nipples. The guys loved it.

She went around the edge of the stage and made sure the got a close look at her breasts, leaning into each guy at the rail, putting them close to their faces and when they would lean in she would pull away with a wicked smile. She also took their tips between her breasts. She noticed that she let those who had the biggest tip spend some quality time on her chest. They guys noticed too and started letting her see their big bills. Some would fondle, a few licked her nipples...and she squealed, exciting the crowd even more.

Then she did another round on her ass, sliding between each guy with her legs spread wide, allowing a great look at her wet pussy. And it was very wet. And the guy who showed the biggest tip got his head pulled deep into her pussy. She knew how to work the crowd. I guess that's why she got naked so early.

She ended her show by bending over and looking at the crowd through her legs, giving then a great view of her pussy and asshole. She was pumped when she left the stage. "That was SO much fun," she beamed.

The second girl was a mousy girl, too thin and not much of a dancer. She only got down to her bra and panties and then chickened out. Susie felt sorry for her. She also hoped that she wouldn't chicken out also.

Then the experienced girls started coming, each one better looking than the last. Each had different talents, huge boobs, small asses, great dancers. One girl with the huge boobs really played them up, rubbing them in the faces of about every guy there. The guys loved her big boobs and rewarded her well.

After her show she came back in the room stark naked and thanked each guy personally with a boob face rub. Susie was surprised that she was allowed to do that. She noticed that no one seemed to mind. She saw that some of the guys took advantage of her with licks of her boobs and others copped a feel of her pussy. She would playfully slap their hands and laugh. She really seemed to be having a great time.

A lot of the girls gave a good showing of their pussies and one girl masturbated to orgasm on the stage to great hoots and even greater tips. She came off the stage obviously turned on. Susie heard her tell one of the other dancers that they needed to find a corner. She needed her pussy eaten right then! Susie wanted to go and watch but she realized she needed to watch the show to pick up more tips.

As she watched the other girls dance Susie became more and more nervous. What should she do out there? I don't have a routine, she thought. Should I masturbate out there? Cum in front of everybody?

Angel slid up beside her, sensing her nervousness. "Susie, don't be nervous. Be classy out there. The classy women win. You have a great body. Tease them with it. And remember to prepare your pussy before you go out there."

Susie stuck her hand in her panties. She was already wet. Then she realized how turned on she was. She was going to like this she thought. I'm gonna go all out. 

Number eight was finishing up doing the rounds, giving each guy a great look at her ass, her best asset, letting each guy who would, rub her ass.

"OK, number nine...you're next"



Susie Ch. 21



Chris hesitated but Preston said, "Go ahead, buddy, I don't mind." Then to the rest of us he explained, "Judy and I go to swinger parties a lot. We both get off on seeing each other with others. Our sex afterwards is really incredible. You should try it." Meanwhile Chris was pumping his finger inside Judy.

Kaitlyn was talking quietly with Elliot and I went over to Corey, not sure of my feelings or what to say.

"I'm sorry, Susie. She was so insistent. I guess I didn't think sticking a finger in would be a big deal," he said to me immediately.

"She's been working on us women too," I said. "She really wants to try you out." Then I admitted, "She's been working on my desire to feel Elliot's cock inside."

As soon as I said that I feared it was a mistake but Corey didn't blink. "You do?" he asked in an unbelieving tone.

"Yeah, the way he has that bulbous tip and narrow shaft gets my curiosity up."

"Maybe we should just go along and get it over with," he suggested.

"Corey!" I was dumbstruck. "You want to have sex with Judy and April?"

"No, I just want to get past this. There's apparently a lot of curiosity. Maybe we can just get it over with and have it behind us. Do you want to have sex with Elliot?"

"No," I said, admitting, "I would just like to see what his cock feels like inside."

"Well," he replied, "That seems to be all Judy wants from me. Maybe we just need to offer a single insertion and then back to our partners. Do you think that will satisfy everyone's curiosity so we can go back to enjoying the company?"

I reminded him of one time a skinny dipping party had gotten out hand. "Remember the time I just let a couple of guys do a 'single insertion' to me? You were real upset and we had to stage an elaborate purification ceremony."

"Yeah, that purification ceremony was real punishing." Corey smiled sarcastically. The ceremony had been more about sexual experimentation than "purification". "We could just do it again."

"Corey!" I said, "You know that's not the point. You were upset."

"Will you be upset if we do this?"

"I don't know."

"I think if we decide together I won't be upset," he said. "That other time you decided, well you didn't exactly even decide, the guys just did it to you. It was close to being rape."

I thought for a few seconds weighing the possible downside and considering whether it would really satisfy everyone's curiosity. "Okay," I said, "we can do it. But I will set the rules!"

I stood up and announced, "Okay! if everyone is in agreement we will do a little sharing. But here are the rules Corey and I have decided upon. It's his father's place and my birthday. If you don't like the rules, then the sharing is off. We can either stay here and be satisfied with our partner or go back home.

"First, this isn't to be an orgy or a free for all. Each guy will be allowed to insert his penis in each girl and make a couple of strokes. That's it! We're just satisfying some natural curiosity here.

"Second, no kissing, or genital stimulation outside of the allowed strokes. If anyone needs stimulation in order to perform, then their partner has to do that.

"Third, All the guys will wear condoms which will be self applied or put on by their partner. A new condom for each woman.

"Last, we will do this by selecting a woman. Every guy will have a chance with her and then we will select another. Any questions?"

Judy raised her hand, "Can we do it by selecting guys and giving every girl a chance with that guy instead of the way you said?"

"Okay, unless anyone objects," I said. No one did.

"Can we do it right away?" Judy added.

"Okay" I said.

"There are air mattresses set up for us inside," Kaitlyn said. "Let's do it on one of those."

The ballroom had been cleared of the tables we used to eat the pizza except for one and four king sized air mattresses were on the floor, each made with sheets, a blanket and a comforter. "Wow," I exclaimed, your father is really efficient, I didn't ask for this. I assumed we would be sleeping in sleeping bags on mats."

"I arranged it," Kaitlyn said. She had done almost all the planing with her father.

"And king-sized too!" I exclaimed.

My father does everything in style," was Kaitlyn's explanation.

Elliot had counted the beds and realized, "one for each couple."

"Of course," Kaitlyn said.

"You want to sleep with me?" Elliot asked.

"Don't be silly," Kaitlyn told him. "Of course! I've been looking forward to feeling that lovely cock inside me all day." She gave it a rub and then bent down and kissed it.

"Can we start with me?" Corey asked and whispered to me, "I want this over with."

"One more rule," I said. "Corey will lay on his back and you girls will lower yourselves onto him. I'm not going to let him watch. I will be sitting at his face allowing him to suck me while you are doing it."

Corey lied down. I applied a condom and sucked it to get him hard. I added some lubricant and then moved to his face. As I enjoyed his tongue exploring my vulva I said, "Who's first?"

Judy came over and straddled the beast. She lowered herself. The tip started to go in but couldn't get inside. Judy moved up and then down again, holding the shaft to position it right. It still wouldn't go in.

"Maybe you should have Preston loosen you up a bit," I suggested, "and then try again." Judy went to Preston and they started '69'ing.

I put another condom on Corey's 'beast', as we called his cock. April came over and lowered herself onto it. I watched the tip disappear inside her. She went down a few inches and then stopped. "It's kind of hurting," she said then raised up and moved down about the same amount. "Did it go in any more that time?"

"No," I said. "I think that's all it'll go."

She tried one more time and I said, "That's a couple of strokes. You're done April."

Judy came over after her session with Preston. "Preston, put some of that lube in her," I suggested, "let's make sure she's nice and slick."

He did but Judy still couldn't get the tip in. "I don't think you can handle the width, Judy," I said. "I guess I'm just lucky."

"I don't believe you get it all the way in," April said. "Show us."

I used another condom and sat on Corey's cock. It slipped in until my crotch was firmly against his hips. I wiggled back and forth a couple of times, gave him a big kiss and got up. I decided it was best not to make a show of it and just asked, "Which of you guys is next?"

"Kaitlyn hasn't tried with Corey," April said.

"He's my brother!" Kaitlyn protested.

"Not an excuse," Judy replied. "Every guy, every girl."

"No!" Kaitlyn said.

"Come on!" Judy and April implored together. Judy added, "I want to see if you can take it all."

"It's okay," Corey told Kaitlyn. "Just get it over with."

Kaitlyn reluctantly straddled him and lowered herself. "Ohh!" she said, "that's tight!" and then slid down until all but about an inch was inside her. "That's all I can get in," she said and quickly stood up. I watched as Corey's cock came out pulling some of her vagina out with it. Her vagina slipped quickly back in as the tip emerged.

"Who's next?" Corey asked with relief as he got up.

"Preston," Judy said. "If Susie can decide how Corey is to do it, I think I should get to decide with Preston."

"Sure," I said, "that makes sense, each woman can decide her partner's position."

"Preston's great doggy style," she said. She demonstrated by getting on her knees with her head on the bed. "Do me first, Preston," she said.

Preston went quickly, a couple of thrusts into each of us. I wasn't impressed. I barely noticed his cock inside and the feel of his balls slapping against my butt wasn't much of a turn-on.

Chris was next. April suggested the missionary position and I liked the feel of his wide cock pushing inside. In some ways it was a relief that it didn't go in as far as Corey's. "I could get used to that," I thought after he had completed his strokes.

Finally was Elliot. Kaitlyn had excited his cock to its full glory with its bulbous tip looking like a small beet on its thin, pink shaft. She decided to have him on his back like I did with Corey and she straddled his face too. "Might as well take advantage of the possibilities," she told everyone. "And, I'm last."

Both Judy and then April seemed to enjoy the sensation of Elliot's unusual cock and Elliot was moaning with each movement. I feared he might ejaculate with one of us and not be able to give Kaitlyn what she wanted. With that in mind I lowered myself slowly onto his lollipop. It was a nice feeling. I felt the bulbous tip move in and push against my cervix. I could also feel the shaft entering my vagina but there was almost no sensation between the entrance and the bulb. I realized that the bulb was really effective as it moved over my G-spot and the shaft was long enough to pull effectively on my clit when it was all the way in. I got off realizing that my curiosity had been satisfied but not my desire.

"You'll love sex with this guy," I whispered to Kaitlyn as she positioned herself.

She didn't restrict herself to the couple of stroke rule and began enthusiastically moving up and down. Elliot grunted with each stroke and then pushed his hips into her with a loud moan of orgasm. Kaitlyn kept moving up and down until his limp cock with its semen filled condom fell out of her. She had a big smile the whole time.

"I hope you can get it up again tonight," she said to him, giving him a big kiss.

"Back to the hot tub?" I asked.

Bedtime

The consensus was that everyone was ready for bed, meaning sex.

Corey and I went up to Corey's bedroom and bathroom to get ready for bed, just some washing and brushing since we were naked and planned to sleep that way. I call it "Corey's" bedroom and bathroom since that's where he used to sleep when he visited his father. He and I had always slept in the guest house for the last several months.

Kaitlyn and Elliot used the bathroom with 'her' bedroom upstairs. The others used the downstairs bathroom or the shower/dressing rooms/restrooms by the pool.

Corey and I got in bed and started snuggling.

Elliot came down without Kaitlyn, "Susie, can I talk to you again?"

"Sure, come on over here," I told him.

"In private, please."

"Elliot, you can talk about this with Corey too. Come over!"

He came over, reluctantly.

I tried not to sound impatient, "what do you want?"

"Well, it's pretty clear that Kaitlyn doesn't have any problem with my penis," he started.

"But?" I prodded.

"Well, but, now I'm worried that she expects too much. She's going to be real upset if I don't give her what she expects."

"And you know this because ...?" I asked.

"Well, when we went upstairs she started telling me how excited she was to have me here and how much she enjoyed having my penis inside of her. She made it clear she had huge expectations about how much I would please her. I'm not sure I can."

I looked at Corey. "Elliot, I'm going to go talk with her. Everything will be okay. Corey is an expert at pleasing women. ... Well he's an expert at pleasing me ever since our first time. Corey can give you a few tips but it will be okay."

I went up and found Kaitlyn, "Susie, what are you doing here?" she asked.

"Well Elliot is afraid your expectations for him are too high. I came up to make sure you don't expect too much or intimidate him."

"You felt that cock inside you," she said, "of course it will be great. I can hardly wait."

"Kaitlyn, please take it easy. This is his first time."

"It's not. he's been with Sally, I know that much."

"From what he says Sally just wants cock. He didn't care whether he pleased her or not, he was just happy for the action. He really wants to please you. It's his first time when he cares about pleasing his partner."

"I know it'll be great."

"Kaitlyn!" I said, firmly. "Don't put too much pressure on him and don't be upset if it doesn't go they way you expect."

She was silently looking at me.

"Kaitlyn promise me."

"Promise what?"

"You won't pressure him, you'll take it easy and you won't be disappointed."

"How could I be disappointed?"

"Well, sometimes guys can't 'get it up' if they're under too much pressure." I explained.

"Really, Susie, he ' had it up ' just fine when we tried it out."

"He wasn't under pressure to perform then," I told her. "Promise me!"

"Okay! I promise," she said, half under her breathe.

"You promise what?" I insisted. "Say it."

"I promise not to put too much pressure on Elliot and not to be upset if he doesn't meet my expectations."

"Good, say that a couple of dozen times before you come down."

" Susie!"

"Just be sure you remember it and mean it!" I insisted as I left.

Downstairs Elliot was in bed, "Thanks Susie, I feel ever so much more confident now."

"Thank you," I said to Corey as I got into our bed with him and gave him a big kiss. We lay half oblivious to the others getting into their beds as we felt every part of our bodies and repeatedly kissed lips, necks and ears.

Kaitlyn said, "Lights out," and everything went dark, illuminated only by the soft blue from the pool.

In the Dark

Corey and I lay side by side stroking each other's backs and butts. His expanding cock held tightly between us. The air mattresses made almost no sound but other sounds of sexual activity came from the nearby beds.

"Is that Kaitlyn?" I whispered to Corey, referring to a repeated humming moan.

"That kind of hum sounds like it's her," he whispered back. "She made a sound like that when she was in her room with Johnny.

From another of the beds came a repeating masculine grunt. I thought back to a year ago, my eighteenth birthday. Kaitlyn, Judy, April, Brittany and I had been inseparable and all virgins. I had allowed a few boys to touch my breasts through my bra and two had actually fondled my bare breasts. I had rejected all attempts to feel below my waist. I had felt maybe four or five cocks through the guy's clothes and only seen that one when, was it Alec, .. Alex, ... no, Allen, Allen Bormann, flashed me in his car. Back then Corey had just been Kaitlyn's big brother.

Now, a year later, I was here, naked, with Corey, we were betrothed and had made love, what, over fifty times. I had had sex with five or six other guys and seen a bunch of guys naked. Kaitlyn, Judy and April were here humping away and Brittany was out somewhere turning tricks. "What a difference a year can make," I thought.

I was getting more and more aroused by my thoughts and the sounds around me. A sudden yell of pleasure (from April?) excited me all the more. I reached down and felt Corey's fully erect cock. "Turn on your back, please," I requested.

I pushed the covers down, knelt over him and lowered myself onto the beast. I sat there with the beast filling me completely. Corey caressed my breasts, I ran my fingers through his chest hair and began rocking back and forth letting his pubic hairs stimulate my clit.

To the side, in the dim light, I saw the outline of Elliot's butt pumping up and down under the sheet. Each time he went down, Kaitlyn let out that hum.

April's silhouette was sitting on Chris vigorously moving up and down. yelping about every third time. Their bed was the source of those masculine grunts..

I couldn't make out what Judy and Preston were doing.

Corey's caresses turned into a vigorous massage and I began moving up and down so I could feel his shaft moving inside me.

A loud moan of pleasure erupted from Judy's bed and I saw Preston's outline as he pushed himself up. His head had been buried in Judy's crotch. He moved to mount her and I watched as his butt began to moved up and down like Elliot's. He seemed to be taking his timing from Kaitlyn's moans as he moved up every time she moaned. Judy began making little "Ahh!" sounds with each stroke and Preston grunted each time his hips went down.

I noticed that I was also moving in time with Kaitlyn's humming. The rhythm was infectious.

April's outline disappeared, now there was another butt moving up and down in her bed, also in time with Kaitlyn's metronome. I suppressed a laugh. Corey sensed it and asked, "What's so funny?"

I initiated a roll so Corey was on top. "Look," I whispered, "everyone is in time with Kaitlyn's moans."

Corey lifted his head and watched for a bit, He laughed lightly and whispered back, "You're right, I wonder if they know they're doing it?"

"I don't think so, I caught myself doing it too. It's almost unconscious. You try and see."

I laid back and relaxed, letting Corey do the work. He seemed unsure and his strokes were unsteady. "You're thinking about it. Just fuck me and then look up to see," I suggested. He went after it with relish.

"Wow!" I yelled out as Corey thrust the beast inside me. I hadn't realized how aroused I was and a shock had shot through my body from my clit at the sudden pull from my stretching vagina.

Corey was not doing this in time with Kaitlyn. He stoked like a madman and the feeling pouring over me from my clit and vagina made me yell, "Wow!" with each strong stroke. I sensed that the activity in the other beds had halted in response to the vigor and noise from my own. Corey just kept pumping away, "Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!"

"WOW!" I yelled as another strong, deeply penetrating thrust pushed me over into orgasm. I made a prolonged yell, "AHHHHH!" as my vagina and belly throbbed. Corey continued his thrusts.

"AHHH hhhhh! I continued, less loudly as the beast exploded inside me.

Corey pushed in hard and grunted loudly. I love the feeling of the beast throbbing inside me and the feeling of semen running through it and the feeling as it fills me and spills out onto my butt. "Oh, God, Corey, You're fabulous!" I told him in a loud voice.

"Fabulous!" Judy yelled out, "Happy Birthday!".

Her single comment was followed by a general exclamation of "Happy Birthday," and the buzz of the other couples whispers. I just hugged and kissed Corey, feeling the beast shrink inside me. "Happy Birthday, Princess Susan," Corey whispered in my ear, "from me and the beast."

Kaitlyn's humming moan resumed as did the masculine grunts. I fell asleep in Corey's arms listening to them.



Susie Ch. 22



Note to the Reader: Unlike most of the Susie O'Connell chapters this one has no explicit sexual encounters.

Foggy Morning

My name is Susie O'Connell. I woke the Sunday morning after my 19th birthday party naked, with my boyfriend Corey's arms around me. I was lying in the ballroom of his father's mansion on an air mattress. Through the glass facing the pool I could see that the day was starting gray and foggy. I could barely see the fence on the other side of the pool.

Three other mattresses were on the ballroom floor. Next to us was Kaitlyn, Corey's sister and my best friend. With her was Elliot, one of Corey's friends. Then was April with her boyfriend, Chris, and Judy with her fiance, Preston. I had gone to sleep with the sounds of lovemaking in the background after Corey brought me to orgasm with wild abandon. Everyone else was still asleep.

My back was to Corey and I felt his soft body pressing against my back and butt. I turned to face him and he stirred at my movement.

"Corey," I whispered as I stroked his huge cock that I call 'the beast'..

"Huh? What is it?" he mumbled groggily.

"Corey, can we go into the hot tub? I really feel like it this morning." The hot tub on a cool, foggy morning really feels great.

"Yeah, Uungh," he grunted stretching. "Yeah, I guess so."

He moved to get off the mattress. "We can wait so you can wake up a bit more," I told him with a kiss.

He moved back to face me and closed his eyes. I kissed his eyelids, "Try not to go back to sleep."

He opened his eyes, "Oh, okay. I am tired."

"We can relax in the hot tub, when you're ready to get up." I kissed his cheeks and neck.

He reached for my breast and I pushed his hand away. "You can feel me up when we're in the hot tub," I told him knowing that this could easily turn into foreplay and I wouldn't get into the hot tub. "I must really want to get into the hot tub to decline the possibility of sex," I thought, continuing to stroke his cock to semi-hardness without thinking.

He stretched again, "I guess I'm as ready as I'm going to be."

"Quiet, don't wake the others," I whispered as I rolled onto the floor. It was cold!

"Brrrr!" Corey responded as he stood up.

We ran out into the cold damp morning. I turned toward the guest house and its small hot tub. Corey went toward the large hot tub next to the pool. "This one will still be warm from last night," he called over to me. All eight of us had made good use of that tub last night.

I run to the big hot tub and got in just as Corey started the jets. The warmth felt fabulous after running naked in the cold air. Corey settled in beside me.

I laid my head on his shoulder. "Judy sure wants to have guys other than Preston," I said. Last night she had insisted that each girl get a chance at each of the guys' cocks.

"Yeah," Corey yawned, "and Preston likes other women."

"I guess it suits them but I was real uncomfortable doing that."

"Me too. Especially having my sister go down on me."

"I wonder if Judy is upset that she couldn't even get your tip inside?"

"She didn't seem upset. Do you think she might be?"

"Well, I think she maneuvered us into doing it just to try you out. So, yes, she might be."

"I hope that doesn't mean she will want to try again."

"What about Elliot?" he asked. Elliot has a cock with a bulbous tip and a narrow shaft. All of us gals were curious about how it would feel.

"What about Elliot?" I responded.

"Didn't she want to try out Elliot too?"

"Well, she hadn't seen it when she started this."

"She wasn't surprised at seeing it in full bloom," Corey said, "so she must have known."

"I think Kaitlyn and I said something about it after she started trying to get us to agree with the idea."

"Kaitlyn seemed to enjoy herself last night. Does it feel especially different?"

I was reluctant to say anything but decided on honesty. "Yes, it does. I have to admit I was curious about it and it didn't disappoint even though I only got a couple of strokes. It's like there's nothing between the ball of a tip moving way inside and the shaft sliding at my vaginal opening. However I prefer feeling the entire length of your shaft."

After about a half hour I confessed that I was hungry. "What's for breakfast?"

"I don't know. Kaitlyn made the arrangements. We need to ask her. I can always fix something in the kitchen."

"What about Rosa?" I asked. Rosa is Corey's father's live in cook and maid.

"Sunday is her day off," Corey reminded me. "I doubt my father would ask her to work just for us.

"Kaitlyn made all the arrangements," I said. "She might know."

We got out of the tub. It was still cold so we grabbed a couple of towels and ran back into the house.

Breakfast

Inside everyone was awake and back at it.

Elliot was on top of Kaitlyn, his butt pounding away between her spread legs. On the next mattress April had her legs spread and up in the air over another wildly bouncing butt. Judy was sitting on her guy with her back to us and wildly bouncing up and down with help from her partner who had his hands under her breasts.

Kaitlyn spotted us coming in over Elliot's shoulder. "Hi Susie," she said.

Elliot paused in his thrusting and turned his head to us, "Hi," he said, a bit sheepishly.

"Don't stop, Elliot," Kaitlyn said and he resumed, his hips moving rhythmically up and down.

Kaitlyn look over his shoulder at me and smiled, "do ... you want ... something?" she asked with a pause each time Elliot's hips reached their low point.

I wasn't sure how to respond. Corey asked, "We're hungry. Do you know what the arrangements are for breakfast?"

"We're ... on our ... own," she responded making little moans in the pauses. "You can ... go out ... or ... ungh ... or ... ungh ... Keep ... that ... ungh ... up , ... Elliot. ... ungh ... or ... you ... ungh ... can ... make ... ungh ... your ... own ... in ... kitchen ... ungh ... ungh ... ungh ... "

Corey and I went into the kitchen. As we passed the other beds I noticed it was Preston, Judy's fiance, pounding away on April and that Judy was bouncing on Chris, April's boyfriend. Judy smiled at us as we went by, "Good Morning!" she said cheerfully without missing a beat.

Corey knew the location of everything in the kitchen and checked in the fridge. "Bacon, eggs, cereal?" he asked. "There's cantaloupe, and oranges too, no grapefruit."

"I think just toast for now," I responded, "and orange juice. I'll wait for the others before having anything else."

Toast it is," Corey said, grabbing the bread. "Coffee?"

"Make enough for everyone," I answered. "I'll have some when it's ready. Did you notice that Judy and April switched partners?"

"Yeah, I think Judy's into that."

"Last night she mentioned that she and Preston attend wife swapping parties."

"I guess she is into it then. Preston too."

I poured orange juice, buttered the toast and cut it on the diagonal. We sat down at the small table in the kitchen to eat. "Not enough room here for everyone," I said. The table had three chairs and could probably handle a fourth.

"I think that's why they left one table set up in the ballroom," Corey answered. "We can all eat together out there. Do you want to go out?"

"I think I'd rather let the copulation finish out there."

not too much time passed before Judy and Preston pushed open the door, "What's for breakfast?" she asked.

"Pretty much whatever you want," I answered.

"Let's discuss it at the table out there," Corey said, "this one's a bit small." He picked up the toast and coffee pot and went out the door. I followed.

April and Chris were now in bed together but Kaitlyn and Elliot were still at it. "Don't they ever stop?" I asked to no one in particular as I sat down.

"From the sound I think Kaitlyn had a couple of orgasms last night and they woke us up this morning doing it," Judy said.

April and Chris had gotten up as we came in and April added, "Two more orgasms this morning, going for three."

"I can't believe that guy's stamina," Chris remarked.

"I can't believe his cock," Preston said.

"Well, it feels amazing inside," Judy said to him. "I know why Kaitlyn wants to keep at it. I envy her."

"I agree, it does make for a really nice sensation inside," April said.

I agreed.

Suddenly there was a series of squeals from Kaitlyn. They began in time with the movement of Elliot's hips and then came in rapid succession. Elliot kept moving up and down.

"Number three," April said.

"Five altogether," Judy added.

"Do you think they'll quit now?" Preston asked.

The squeals died away. Elliot slowed his movement and rolled to the side, his arms and legs spread, the red bulb at the end of his cock, obvious inside his condom, pointing straight up. Kaitlyn had put her knees down. Her legs were still spread apart and she began rubbing her nipples with her hands.

"You two ready for breakfast?" Corey yelled over.

Kaitlyn, rolled to the side, facing us, holding her head up with one arm, "Sure! I'm hungry. What about you," she said to Elliot giving him a nudge.

"Yeah, let me rest a bit," he said. Kaitlyn got up and came to the table but he stayed behind.

"We have almost anything," Corey said and listed the alternatives, adding, "Unless everyone decides on the same menu, I'll have to insist that everyone cooks their own."

Everyone seemed to have different ideas until Kaitlyn said, "I'm making pancakes, who wants some?" Everyone said yes.

I said, "I'll scramble some eggs."

Elliot, still in bed, yelled over, "I can fry some bacon if anyone wants it."

So, we ended up with a pretty complete breakfast, each of us doing some part of preparation and serving.

Conversation

While we were eating Preston said to Elliot, "You really kept it up and kept it going. How did you manage?"

"Well, I only 'came' that first time last night. I wasn't ejaculating after that. That helped."

"My gosh, man," Preston added, "Even then, how'd you keep it up."

"I'm pretty sensitive," Elliot told him. "It doesn't take much to get me up."

"Even then, you must be exhausted," Chris said. "You kept on going."

"I'm pretty tired," Elliot told him. "But the excitement and feeling of being inside Kaitlyn kept me going. It's a lot of fun being inside her when she goes into that squeaking routine. Her vagina gives a nice massage." He smiled.

"I'd sure like to experience that," Preston said, looking at Kaitlyn.

I wasn't sure I liked where this could be going and took the opportunity to ask, "You and Judy traded partners with Chris and April?" That moved the conversation to a discussion of 'swinger' clubs.

I didn't care for that conversation either and tried another subject, "Since the 'dust up' over having guys at your house for sex, things have sure changed." I was referring to the time near the end of our senior year when Kaitlyn, Judy, April, another girl, Brittany, and I had sex sessions with several guys at Judy's house. I hadn't really seen either Judy or April since our parents found out.

"They sure have!" Judy said, looking at Preston.

"Now that you're both sexually active, how are your parents taking it?" I asked.

"Mine were upset when I moved in with Preston," Judy said, "but I told them I was old enough to do what I wanted and I was self supporting so they could accept it or not."

"How did they take that?" I asked.

"Not too well at first, but a week later my mom called and cried and apologized and now things seem pretty good."

"Especially since we announced we are engaged," Preston said.

"Do they know about your 'swinging'?" Kaitlyn asked.

"No," Judy answered, "I think they would find that a bit too much to take."

"What about your parents?" I asked April.

"They don't know," she answered.

"They don't know?" I responded. "What about last night?"

"They just know I'm at a sleep over," she said.

"They don't know it's with us?" Judy asked.

"Well they know that it's for Susie's birthday and I think they probably expect you and Kaitlyn will be here too."

"They're okay with that now?" I asked.

"More like 'don't ask, don't tell'," she said. "I don't tell them and they don't ask and we pretend everything is okay."

"What about Chris?" Kaitlyn asked.

"They know he's my boyfriend," she answered. "I suspect they know about the sex. I'm sure my mother has seen my pills and condoms."

"Don't ask, don't tell," Kaitlyn commented.

"Yes," April answered.

"What about you?" Judy asked me and Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn answered first, "My mom was never that upset about it. I even had Johnny over for sex frequently and she let us use my bedroom."

"Johnny? Johnny, the Cherry Picker?" Judy said with a laugh.

"Yes," Kaitlyn answered.

"Good choice," Judy responded and then turned to Preston. "Johnny was the last guy we did before our parents broke us up. He was fabulous! Brought us all to orgasm." Then to Kaitlyn she asked, "was he still so good."

"Every time!" Kaitlyn said.

"The Cherry Picker?" Preston asked.

"He kind of provided a service," Kaitlyn answered.

"A service?" Preston asked.

"Yes, he would deflower girls. Because of his reputation they would come to him and ask him to do it."

"My kind of occupation!" Preston said looking knowingly at the other guys.

"He didn't get paid," Kaitlyn told them. "He just did it for them."

"Like he got nothing out of it," Preston said with a laugh.

"He got really started because of us," April mentioned, shyly.

"What?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah," April explained. "We told other girls about how good he was and a couple of them asked him for sex. His reputation expanded pretty rapidly."

"He did know his way around a woman's body!" Kaitlyn exclaimed.

Elliot had been staring in amazement at everyone throughout the conversation and his face showed a sudden downturn in mood.

Kaitlyn noticed and told him, "you know your away around pretty well too."

"With that cock, you don't need to know a lot," Judy said.

"Girls!" I said to cut off the conversation which was clearly disturbing Elliot.

I segued to another subject. "He had a good teacher," I said, looking at Corey.

"And Corey also studied from the master," Kaitlyn added.

This led to a brief discussion of Corey's first time with me at Kaitlyn's request and the fact that Johnny had spent some time showing Corey how to please a woman using Kaitlyn to demonstrate.

"And the sex was so great and the cock so big that you decided to marry him?" Judy asked me.

"No, I decided to marry him because he's a great guy and puts me first," I responded while thinking, "Not that the sex isn't great and the penis isn't huge."

"You're parents seem okay with it," April commented.

"Not at first," I said. "I told them when we first had sex. They objected but I kind of told them to take it or leave it but that I would be having sex regardless. They decided to accept it. My mother almost seems to encourage it now."

"What about the engagement?" Judy asked. "My folks were a bit upset when I told them Preston and I were engaged."

I looked at Corey, "tell them about the betrothal."

He explained the difference between an engagement and a betrothal and how we committed to our parents that they could determine our spouse and the time of the marriage.

"We made it clear that we wanted each other," I said, "and they signed an agreement for us to marry."

"Woah!" Chris said. "So its all up to them?"

"Yes," I answered, "I trust them."

"I wish I could trust mine like that," April said.

I knew her parents and told her, "You can, April. Think about it. You're just afraid they might pick someone other than who you would want."

After breakfast we went out and sat in the hot tub. Corey's father and live in girlfriend, Marianne, joined us and later, when the day warmed up, we went in the pool. We were naked the entire time. Corey's' father and Marianne were too. It's the custom at Corey's father's place.

We had such a good time that we four women decided to get together for lunch every week.

Hollywood

During our first lunch I raised a topic that continued to bother me. "Does anyone know what is going on with Brittany?"

Judy said, "I just know she's a prostitute."

I asked, "Are you sure of that or is it just a rumor?"

"It's not a rumor," April said. "her mom told my mom that she's a prostitute."

"I miss her," I told them. "Do we know how to get in touch with her?"

"Her mom said she works Hollywood Boulevard," April said.

"I thought that was just a symbolic reference to her being a prostitute," Kaitlyn said.

"No, I think that's really where she works," April replied.

"Does her mother know for sure she's a prostitute or is she just assuming that?" I asked. "I gather they didn't part on the best of terms."

"I think she knows for a fact," April told us. "They don't stay in touch and her mother is really angry about it but it's not like her mother hasn't heard from her at all."

"I miss her," I said. "I wish we could talk to her."

"Me too," Kaitlyn added.

"We could try to find her," Judy suggested. "We could cruise Hollywood Boulevard and look for her."

Kaitlyn and I were enthusiastic. April was opposed to the idea, "too dangerous."

When I told Corey, he wanted to come with us but I talked him out of it.

The next Saturday night Kaitlyn, Judy and I drove to Hollywood and began cruising the Boulevard.

"Is that her?" Kaitlyn said only to see an over thirty hispanic with bleached hair as we got closer.

"There!" I exclaimed at another woman who turned out to be way too old.

"That's her!" we all exclaimed as we passed a young woman on the other side of the street. Judy turned around and we drove by slowly checking her out. "I think that is her," Kaitlyn said. It was too dark to be sure and she had her face turned down.

We circled the block and slowed down as we approached and then stopped. She had seen us slowing and walked over to the car. She seemed a bit surprised at seeing a car with three women but not terribly. "You girls looking for something?" she asked very sweetly. "Maybe I can help you?" It wasn't Brittany.

Kaitlyn was riding shotgun and said, "We're looking for someone," and showed her a photo of Brittany.

"Don't know her," she answered, "Runaway? Underage? Are the police involved?"

"No," Kaitlyn said, "We're just looking for her."

"Regulars?" she asked. "I can help you." She turned around. "Like me? Maybe for less."

"For less?" I said.

"Three fourths what she wants," the young woman said. "All the same parts and abilities."

"We don't want her for sex," Kaitlyn said.

"I'm still available," the young woman told us.

"Do you know this girl?" Kaitlyn said, getting back on track.

"No," she told us. "You're blocking the traffic!"

I looked around, "it's getting by just fine.

"You're blocking the traffic to my curb," she said insistently, all sweetness disappearing. Judy pulled away.

"That was interesting," I commented. "Do you suppose many women pick up prostitutes?"

"Must be some," Judy said.

"Pull over somewhere," Kaitlyn requested. "Let's talk about this."

Kaitlyn pointed out that by pretending to be customers we might get cooperation. We could just stop any of the women and ask about Brittany.

We tried that. Every couple of blocks we stopped and asked a woman about Brittany. I openly held a wad of bills in the back seat pretending we were ready to pay. That seemed to anger them so we started handing each of them a 20 when we asked if they knew Brittany.




Susie Ch. 22



Chapter 22 -- Susie's Turn

Susie had chosen the same song as she stripped to for Jim and Peter as her first song. It was slow a sensuous. She hoped to get lost in the song. She figured she would strip for Jim, make him her center of attention.

Susie came out and tried to look at the audience but the lights were too bright, so she turned her back to the audience and started to sway, like she did in Jim's living room, letting her hands wander over her body. The audience was quiet which helped her relax. 

She turned toward the audience and saw that her eyes had adjusted to the bright lights. She found Jim and Peter. Peter looked nervous, but Jim was smiling. "Beautiful" he mouthed, encouraging her.

Susie put on her sexiest walk she could and slowly walked toward Jim, staring him in the eye. He transmitted confidence back to her. When she got to him she paused then turned and slowly walked down the rail, looking each guy in the eye. 

Watch me, she thought as she walked. They guys were quiet, because the music was quiet, but each guy returned her stare, some nodding, others smiling, other winking. She would return the wink. She had them.

Susie went back to the middle of the stage, turned to her audience and began unbuttoning her blouse, continuing to look each guy in the eye. She realized that she was playing for each of the guys, not just Jim, but she felt comfortable. One guy started applauding and the others joined in. She hadn't heard applause for any of the other girls. Was that a problem?

But she thought to herself, all these guys are gonna see me naked in a few minutes. And they're gonna want me. I will MAKE them want me.

She shed her blouse and did another run down the rail, then returned to center stage and ran her hands over her body, lifting her boobs, rubbing her boobs through her bra. She could tell her nipples were really hard. 

The noise in the room was starting to build. She could see the lust in each guys eyes. Lust for her!

Then she moved her hand to her skirt. Angel's skirt was fastened with Velcro, so she could loosen it easily. The first song was ending so she sashayed back to the stage entrance, stopped just inside the door with her backside toward the men and dropped her skirt. Then slid behind the curtain.

Her next song started, a faster song. She came strutting out of the door and made the circle in just her bra and panties. She was SO excited! The guys started to hoot at her. "Take it off!" "Show us some skin." "You are gorgeous, babe." "I've got something for you, honey." 

Susie noticed the bulges in guy's pants. I'm doing that to them, she thought. Well, you ain't seen nothin' yet!

Susie went back to center stage and slowly, trying to look in each guys eyes, slowly, lowered the straps of her bra. The noise got louder. She raised her eyebrows as if to say "you wanna see?" This was met with a huge cheer.

She slowly walked over to Jim, turned around and squatted in front of him. He knew what she wanted and expertly unhooked her bra. She held it to her breasts and once again walked to the middle of the stage. The noise got louder and louder. She knew what they wanted.

With a great flourish she pulled her bra away and threw it toward the stage door. Then she got down on her hands and knees and slowly, sensuously crawled to the rail. She slowly crawled past each guy, pausing in front of each guy, letting them have a good look at her hanging boobs, her hard, extended, excited nipples.

Then she once again crawled to the middle and slowly, sensuously, rubbed her boobs and let her hands roam over her body while slowly writhing on the stage. 

When she heard the second song ending she got up and walked to the entrance door, letting everyone look at her panty-covered ass. When she got to the door she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and started to slip them down as she walked through the curtain. As the song ended she slipped them off and held them out through the curtain to thunderous applause. She had them! They wanted her. And they were about to see her stark naked! A whole room of men!

She checked her pussy. It was soaking!



Susie Ch. 22



"We can't afford this," I said after we had paid out over a hundred dollars. Not only that but some rough looking guys had noticed me with the cash and I was worried they might try something if they saw us again.

Sammy Silver

We pulled over to discuss what to do. No sooner had we stopped than a big white car pulled up next to us, slightly in front blocking our way out. A black guy got out of the back seat, shaved head, well pressed, dark pinstriped suit, rings on every finger and a silver handled walking stick. I pushed the cash under my butt and Kaitlyn rolled up her window. He came to Kaitlyn's side and tapped on the window, "Open up," he said. When we didn't he rapped more strongly, "Open up!"

"He'll break the window," Judy shouted as he pulled his stick back. She rolled the window down a crack.

He pushed the handle of his stick into the window and pulled down. The window squealed all the way down.

"Why you bitches bothering my girls?" he said.

"Just looking for someone," Kaitlyn said handing him Brittany's picture.

"Looks like Angel," he said pushing it back at Kaitlyn. "Not mine."

The he leaned in, "I give you three choices. First, my personal favorite." He looked us over and grinned a smile showing yellowed teeth. "You work for me. Lookers like you could make two maybe three thousand a day for me. I treat you good."

We said nothing and after a bit he continued. "Okay, guess not. Another good choice, I let you have one or three of my girls. I can find guys if you prefer. Only $500 each. You'll enjoy."

Kaitlyn got up her courage, "We just want this girl," she showed him the picture again.

"Particular huh?" he said. "I can provide same. Thin, no breasts, big eyes, skilled with other women. $750 for special order."

"Do you know where we can find this 'Angel'?" Judy asked.

"She work for 'the Rocket', not me," he said. "Last choice, you pay me for time you already spend with my girls and leave them alone from now on."

I got up my courage, "We are almost out of money and were about to leave anyway. I'll give you the rest of our money." I fished a few bills from under my butt, "If you'll tell us how to get in touch with this 'Rocket'."

He thought a bit, grabbed the money from my hand and said, "Double this and I'll give you Rocket's number. Ask for 'Angel Darling'. Tell the Rocket that Sammy Silver referred you and will expect some consideration. You don't work for him" He emphasized the consequences of going to work for the Rocket with a swipe of his cane and continued,. "I treat you better." He pushed his head inside and looked at me carefully. "You could get five thousand working the nice hotels, dinners out, good clothes, rich business men on expenses. Give me a chance to break into the Rocket's class."

"The number please," I said. He took out a card, wrote something on it and handed it to Kaitlyn. "Remember Sweet Sammy Silver referred you. He'll expect to send Angel to a nice hotel room, a thousand for a special order. You don't work for him. My cash." He shoved a ring covered hand through the window at me in the back seat. I fished a bunch more bills out and handed them to him. He banged the roof of the car with hs stick as he got back in his car.

"That was scary!" Kaitlyn exclaimed.

"Let's get out of here," I said.

Cop

No sooner had Judy pulled out than a red light and a couple of brief siren blasts came from behind the car. She pulled over and the cop stopped behind us. He got out with his hand on his gun handle.

Judy rolled down her window, "License and registration please."

After looking them and us over. he said, "I've watched you cruising the boulevard and now Sammy comes over to you. How are tricks tonight?"

"We're looking for someone," Kaitlyn said handing him the photo.

"Special John? Missing person? Runaway?" the cop asked.

"A friend," I said, adding, "female."

"This isn't a safe place for you. What did Sammy want?"

"Not to bother his girls," Judy said.

"Good idea," the cop replied. "Could I have you other ladies ID's?"

Kaitlyn and I handed over our drivers licenses, "why do you need them?" I asked.

"Just need to check you out," he said and went back to his car.

After a few minutes he returned and gave us back our identification. "I suggest you ladies take Sammy's advice," he said and went back to his car.

On the way home we discussed whether to call the 'Rocket' and ask for 'Angel'.

"Do you think we'll need to pay a thousand bucks just to see her?" Kaitlyn asked.

"They all seem to be after money," Judy said. "I wouldn't be surprised."

"We could offer a hundred," I suggested.

"You must have handed 'Sammy' over a hundred just for the information," Kaitlyn said.

"I have no idea how much I gave him," I told her. "I just wanted to get rid of him. I'd have probably handed it all over if he had refused to give us Rocket's phone number."

"And until we call we don't know if he really gave it to us," Judy said.

"And this 'Angel' may not be Brittany," I added.

The Rocket

Judy dropped Kaitlyn and me off at Corey's father's mansion beach house where Corey and I spent every Saturday night. We were dead tired and Corey was already asleep. Kaitlyn went into the other bedroom and I got into bed with Corey. We always slept naked and I ran my hands over the hair of his chest and down to his cock and up again until I fell asleep.

In the morning Kaitlyn and I discussed the previous evening with Corey and whether we should attempt to get in touch with 'Rocket'.

Corey suggested we do it. "You can always cut off the conversation if he insists on money."

"We should be prepared to spend some amount," I suggested. "I doubt he will do anything without payment."

"These guys don't seem to do anything for free," Kaitlyn concurred.

At lunch that week we updated April and discussed what we might be willing to spend. "Don't forget that you might need to pay for a hotel room," April reminded us.

It was a tough decision. April wasn't prepared to spend anything and I was the only one interested enough to suggest we be prepared to spend the entire $1000 'Sammy' had suggested.

"Preston and I can't afford any significant amount," Judy told us. "We've already broken my budget with what we spent talking to prostitutes and Sammy."

Kaitlyn claimed her allowance was limited too and I had to admit that even though I wanted to spend the money I didn't see how I could come up with my share, let alone half or more, unless I could get Corey to chip in.

I was downhearted.

I discussed my desire to meet Brittany with Corey and he agreed to provide a thousand dollars from his credit card. I conveyed this to the others and we discussed whether one of us should call or we should have a guy make the arrangements. "Don't you think a guy will be more like what the Rocket will expect?" Judy said. "Preston would do it and he's a good negotiator."

Kaitlyn thought one of us women should do it. "It doesn't seem that unusual for women to use these girls," she claimed.

April didn't want to get involved so the decision was mine. "If one of us calls which of us would do it?" I asked.

Judy, Kaitlyn and even April thought it should be me. I wasn't sure I wanted to do it and asked for some time. I asked Corey and he thought I should do it.

I called the number for 'Rocket'. "Talent Agency," said the female voice on the other end. "Can I have your referral?"

I wasn't sure how to answer but decided on honesty, "I was given this number by Sammy Silver. He said to talk to the Rocket."

"The Rocket doesn't come to the phone," was the answer. "How can I help you?"

"I'm looking for Angel," I said. "Sammy said the Rocket could get me in touch with her."

"We have several angels," the voice said.

"Angel Delight," I said. "Sammy said to work with the Rocket."

"I arrange all the talent appointments," the voice said. "Angel Delight is one of our favorite models. When would you like to meet her and how long will you need?"

"Sammy insisted that I work directly with the rocket," I told her. "Have him call me back."

"If you want to meet Angel Delight you will need to arrange that with me," the voice insisted.

I debated whether to just work with her.

"Well, for now, just tell me what is required. I haven't worked with your agency before and don't know the ropes."

"I'm not surprised, if you have been working with Sammy," the voice said. "You will find that we are a considerably different operation."

"First, a meeting with a specific model, especially one as popular as Angel Delight will cost $2000." I gasped.

"What does that include?" I asked.

"That will give you a half hour to meet with her. You can discuss additional charges with her at that time."

"I think at most $250 for just a meeting. 10 minutes to be sure she meets my needs."

"I schedule a minimum of 30 minutes."

"Please tell the Rocket that I want to speak to him regarding Angel," I said. "Sammy Silver said I need to speak to Rocket about Angel, not some underling."

"Sammy Silver carries no weight here."

"Tell the Rocket to call me." I hung up.

Angel Delight

I was surprised to get a call from The Rocket that evening.

"I am told Sammy Silver told you to call about Angel Delight," he began.

"Yes he did." I responded.

"I'm also told you offered a pitiful amount for one of my most popular talents for an unacceptably short time."

"A starting bid only," I claimed. "Sammy Silver suggested she would meet my needs. But I don't trust his judgment. I don't care to spend a lot of time or cash on someone who doesn't meet my needs."

"Sammy is untrustworthy," he agreed. "I think you will find Angel Delight will meet most needs you might have unless you require big boobs, age, a prick or wrinkles. I have never received a complaint. Therefore I must insist on $1500 for the minimum of 30 minutes."

"$750 for a half hour if I determine she meets my needs. $250 for ten minutes should I decide she doesn't."

"I will only agree to a short time frame with a higher amount for the half hour. $500 for ten minutes but $2000 for the half hour."

"I understand," I said. "I will drop my requirement for the short time frame if you will reduce the half hour price to $1000. I have very specific requirements and I am taking a risk here."

"Perhaps if you tell me your requirements I can confirm that Angel meets them or provide you with someone who does."

I debated how to proceed. "My requirements must remain confidential."

"And yet you revealed them to Sammy Silver, an untrustworthy S.O.B."

"I am not convinced that you are any more trustworthy," I said. "I had a photograph of what I wanted for Sammy. I cannot provide that over the phone."

"I can provide you a photo of Angel. Is that all you care about, physical appearance? Similarity to a photograph?"

"Exact similarity." I said.

"Ohh! exact similarity. You look for a runaway? I assure you that Angel is neither a minor nor a runaway."

"I'm not looking for a minor or a runaway. Just someone I have had dealings with before."

"You both intrigue me and frighten me. Perhaps a popular woman from your stable who left you? Trying to get her back? Now I worry that I will not see Angel again if I send her to you."

"If you are treating her properly and if she ran away from me why are you worried?"

"Holding women such as Angel against their will is not unknown."

Now I had myself in a pickle. Perhaps I could work on his curiosity to keep the price down but how to relieve his concerns?

"I am not a madam," I said. "My previous involvement with 'Angel' was as, ..." I searched for a word to use and selected an untruthful one. "... as a client. At that time she used the name 'Brittany'."

"Ahh! yes, a popular name choice for the younger talent. Probably underage at that time. You were smitten? Very possible with someone of Angel's talents."

I decided to go along, "Yes. So you understand my desire to assure this is the individual I seek."

"Yes, yes indeed." He paused and then said, "I will allow you fifteen minutes for $250. I expect $1250 if you decide on a half hour. You can be sure that future meetings with Angel will demand a much higher fee if she does turn out to be your missing paramour." I could almost see the dollar signs for possible obsessive requests floating through his mind, agreeing to the low fifteen minutes on the chance I would spend considerably more.

"Can I get the photo first?"

"Give me a credit card number for $100 and I will send the photo. I will even refund $50 if you agree to the half hour meeting."

"I am not likely to trust you with a credit card number," I said.

"Ahh, another road block," he replied. "You think I will send Angel to you on your word to pay? No, no, no, I demand your $250 for fifteen minutes up front too."

"I will mail you cash," I said. "We will forget about the photo. Once you have the cash call back and we will arrange time and place for the meeting."

"Just so you are clear," he told me. "The meeting must be in a quality hotel. My girls don't go to residences, bars, cheap motels." He gave me a list of acceptable locations. "Anything of similar quality," he concluded.

Afterwards I discovered there were no rooms in the hotels he named for less than $250 a night.

Brittany

I reported back to the others. "So it'll only cost us $500 to see her for fifteen minutes," Kaitlyn said.

"But another $1000 if we want to spend more time with her," I mentioned.

"Even if there's no sex involved?" Kaitlyn asked.

"I don't know," I answered. "He never mentioned anything beyond meeting with her. Except something about extra charges for additional services."

"But he must assume sex is involved," Kaitlyn stated.

"I doubt sex is required," Judy responded. "We're just paying for her time, whatever we do."

"Sex is probably one of the 'additional services'. You sure it's not $1250 in addition to the $250, rather than $1250 total?" April interjected.

"Probably he expects $1250 in addition," Judy said. "they're after every penny."

"But once Brittany sees it's us she'll be willing to talk to us for free," Kaitlyn said.

"Sure," I agreed, "sure!"

"The Rocket will expect her to be paid even if we are old friends," April claimed.

"She's right," Judy agreed. "... After every penny."

I had to agree. "But later she can meet us 'off duty,' so to speak," I added, hopefully.

"Sure," Kaitlyn agreed, "sure!"

"We can hope," Judy responded.

We set up the meeting and all four of us waited anxiously in the hotel room as the time approached.

Exactly on time there was a light knock on the door. I got up and opened it.

"Brittany!" I exclaimed, opening my arms, "It is you!"

"What are you doing here!" she exclaimed with a touch of anger. "What are you doing here!"

She turned and retreated down the hallway.

I ran after her yelling, "Brittany!" I caught her at the elevators.

"You're not supposed to be here!" she said, collapsing into one of the plush chairs across from the elevator.

"Brittany, we just wanted to see you and say hello," I pleaded.

The elevator arrived and she got up to leave. The other girls came into the elevator lobby.

She hesitated before stepping onto the elevator and turned to us, "I need my money," she said.

"We already paid $250 for fifteen minutes and we haven't had any time with you," I said.

She looked at me intently, "You think he'll be satisfied with that? You think that if I come back with nothing, he'll be satisfied! He'll expect at least a thousand. Usually I come back with two or three!"

"He told me to pay in advance." I said calmly.

"That's just so I'll come at all. He'll keep all of it. You think I come and do anything else for nothing, ... for ... nothing! You think I come and ... do ... nothing, just stand around maybe! A thousand dollars for my trouble and don't call for me again!"

Kaitlyn started pleading, "Brittany, we just want to talk. We miss you."

"I don't need you telling me what I should or shouldn't do with my life!" she was starting to tear up.

"Brittany, just come back to the room and talk, we'll give you the thousand," Judy said.

"You think that he'll assume that's okay if I stay?" she asked. "If I'm here for more than a few minutes he'll expect I provided services for maybe two thousand, if not three. Just give me the thousand and leave me alone. What did you tell him anyway?"

"I led him to believe that you were a client from before you worked for him and I was desperate to see you."

"Oh my God, Oh my God, he'll expect several thousand if I spend any time with someone like that. Oh my God! Give me the thousand so I can get back to him right away and tell him you weren't a previous client."

"Brittany," I whined, "Brittany!" I began to cry.

"Give her the money," April said in a disgusted tone. "Like Judy said, with them its always the money, it's only the money. I'm done with this." She walked back to the room.

"Brittany, we just wanted to see you. We thought you would be happy to see us," Judy said calmly.

"Well I'm not!" Brittany responded.

"Kaitlyn, Susie," Judy said, "I know you really wanted to see her but you can see that's not what she wants. Give it up. Give it up." She walked away.

"Kaitlyn turned to walk away. On the way out she turned her head, "Good bye, Brittany, I'm glad I saw you at least."

I was alone with her. "Brittany, I didn't come to judge or complain about your life choice, though I don't approve. I just wanted to see you and be friends again like the rest of us. Call me if you ever decide to see us. I really wanted to see you and talk with you." I handed her the $1250 I had brought along to pay her. "This is what we agreed upon for a half hour with you. Tell the Rocket whatever you want. Tell him you weren't the woman we wanted and keep the money for all I care. Please just think about giving me a call." I went back to the room.



Susie Ch. 23



My name is Susie O'Connell. My best friend, Kaitlyn had arranged for my 19th birthday party at her and my boyfriend, Corey's, father's house. Afterwards we had a sleepover with Kaitlyn and her date, Elliot, April and her boyfriend, Chris, and Judy and her fiance, Preston. We swam naked in the pool, relaxed in the hot tub and then retired to air mattresses set up in the mansion ballroom.

After the party my friends Kaitlyn, Judy, April and I would get together once a week for lunch and girl talk. One topic of discussion was Judy and Preston's 'swinger' life style. I have pieced together the following from the various things I heard during our conversations.

*

Invitations

Judy was delighted to get the invitation from Kaitlyn. She, Kaitlyn, April, Brittany Reynolds and I had been inseparable throughout high school. Almost every afternoon after school we had met at Judy's house to talk and do homework. And then she had brought out those porn tapes from her father's study and that had led to sexual experimentation and then to having all those boys over after school. When her parents had found out, she was not allowed to see the rest of us any more.

That was almost a year ago and now Kaitlyn had called to invite her to Susie's birthday party and a sleepover afterwards. She became even more anxious to attend when Kaitlyn made it clear that Preston would also be expected to attend and stay for the sleep over. The possibilities of a male-female sleepover fascinated her. A tingle spread from her cunt through the rest of her body when Kaitlyn also told her they would be skinny dipping in the pool. She rubbed herself in anticipation.

She had met Preston at her receptionist job and a couple of months later, after some torrid dates, he had invited her to live with him and she had finagled that into a proposal before accepting. She had to admit the engagement was mostly to keep her parents satisfied with the living arrangement. One of the great things about their relationship was that they were both into sexual experimentation with others.

April was also happy to get the invitation. She was always looking for ways to spend time with Chris that would avoid any sort of confrontation with her parents. She decided to tell them about the birthday party and the sleepover. No need to mention that Chris would be spending the night too. She would have to let them know that the party was for Susie and at Kaitlyn's place. She hoped they had forgotten about that dust-up over the sex parties.

After the main party was over and my family had gone home, Kaitlyn, Corey and I stripped off our swim suits and invited the others to do the same.

Corey is big and a bit overweight but what really got the attention of those who hadn't seen him naked before was his huge, uncircumcised cock. Even now, in its flaccid state, Judy looked at it in wonder and hoped that she might get a chance at feeling it inside her. April just wondered how big it got when he was excited.

Naked, Kaitlyn had gained a bit of weight over the year. She still had her hourglass figure with its narrow waist but she now had wider hips. Her stomach protruded a bit more than before and her butt seemed a bit larger. The weight gain had not significantly increased her ample breast size.

Elliot also slipped off his trunks. He was slight and thin with a slightly larger than usual cock. Kaitlyn and I knew, but Judy and April didn't, that when excited the tip of that thin cock expanded significantly in proportion to the rest becoming a hard, red beet on a pale, thin shaft.

I don't want to brag but I think I was still my 'svelte' self: small in stature and well proportioned. My breasts had increased slightly in volume over the past year. They were no longer quite so small and conical. The hair at my crotch was a perfect match with the auburn on my head and did little to cover my slit and the thin labia which peeked out between my thighs. I imagined the guys' penises stiffening as they looked at me.

The others hesitated and April anxiously pointed out that Corey's father and girlfriend were out by the pool. Corey went and brought them in. They were naked. Corey's father was in his fifties and was shorter than Corey but with the same build and more body hair. His cock was almost as big as Corey's. He encouraged them all to come out to the pool, naked or not. His live in girl friend, Marianne, was in her thirties, bleached blonde and voluptuous with enhanced breasts, narrow hips and a shaved, clamshell pussy. Preston and Chris stared in astonishment.

Judy stripped off her suit and pulled down Preston's trunks. Judy was a thin brunette with large, natural breasts and small nipples. She kept her pubic hair neatly trimmed, being sure that her clitoral hood and small, but fleshy labia were easily visible.

Preston's body was all show. He worked out frequently and it showed. For most women his body was all they saw or cared about. They ignored his small penis and testicles.

April quickly stripped hr suit off but Chris held back, perhaps because of seeing Preston's ripped body, or maybe it was Corey's huge member. Chris was well built but didn't work out regularly and had a bit of a paunch. April had a girlish figure with very large breasts, dark round aureoles and large nipples. Susie came in and spoke to them and Chris went out still wearing his swim suit. April finally managed to talk him out of his trunks to reveal a normal length but thick penis and a large set of testicles.

Judy's desires

Judy, in her desire for sexual experiences, began working on the other girls in an attempt to have intercourse with all the guys. She was especially interested in trying out Corey's huge cock. She wasn't sure she could get it inside. At the swinger parties she was a tight fit for guys with big penises and they sometimes called her "tight" Judy. She remembered Ed Carter whose cock was particularly thick, though not as thick as Corey's. It had almost hurt when he first penetrated her but once the initial discomfort had passed she thoroughly enjoyed the way she could feel every in inch of it pulsing inside her.

I was against sharing and Kaitlyn was less than enthusiastic. April was intrigued so when Kaitlyn and I left for the bathroom Judy suggested to April that they try to convince Corey and Elliot to have sex with them. "Then they'll be able to convince Susie and Kaitlyn," she explained.

They approached Corey and Elliot who were sitting in the hot tub and discussing their college classes. Chris and Preston were on the other side of the large tub discussing sports. Judy began by complementing them on their penises and telling them how much she would like to feel them inside her. April expressed the same sentiments and added, "Wouldn't you like to see how we feel inside?"

Both girls then sat down and began running their fingers along the guys' penises and commenting on their size and shape. Saying things like, "Ohh! I want this in me!" Surprised by their boldness, neither of them knew how to respond and let them continue. Elliot in particular was enjoying it but was self conscious about Preston and Chris. He protested, "What about your boyfriends?"

Judy told him, "Preston won't mind if he can have shot at Susie and Kaitlyn and April."

April added encouragement, "I'd let him too. Chris would be fine with sharing."

Corey, looking for a way to resist, said, "I don't think Susie will."

Judy told him, "I bet you two can convince Susie and Kaitlyn."

Elliot responded, "I don't know Kaitlyn that well, what do you think, Corey?"

Corey told him, "She might go along but I don't know. I doubt Susie would."

Elliot had only gone out a few times with Kaitlyn and told them "I'd sure like to try Judy and April, if she'd agree, I remember when we got to stick our fingers in Susie. Wow, was she soft and wet!"

Judy decide she had won over Elliot and began to work on Corey, "Wouldn't you like some of this?" she said, standing over him and spreading her labia. "Go ahead, feel."

April did the same to Elliot and he inserted a finger. "Yeah, I'd like that," he said.

April smiled at him and his growing cock. "I'm ready for you right now!" she said wide eyed as the bulbous tip expanded and reddened.

Judy continued to work on Corey, "Corey, don't you want a feel? April, come over an let him feel you too. "

Corey looked, unsuccessfully, to Elliot to help him resist the temptations, "You think it would be okay?"

Elliot gave no answer and just smiled. So Corey hesitantly pushed a finger briefly inside Judy and then April. Corey told them, "I admit they do feel good. Nice and tight."

Kaitlyn and I came out just in time to see Corey push his finger into April. Judy had moved over to over Elliot and spread her labia for him.

"What's going on here?" I shouted.

Judy explained that she was just telling them about her proposal for sharing sex. "You said we'd need to talk to the guys," she said to Kaitlyn, who had said exactly that in an attempt to turn them off.

That brought Preston and Chris in on the conversation. "We're talking about a little sex partner sharing tonight," Judy explained to them. Preston described how he and Judy went to swingers clubs and did a lot of sexual sharing

Corey and I could tell that all the others were in favor of the sharing. Corey told me he just wanted to get the sharing thing over with and I did want to try out Elliot so we relented to the extent of allowing each man to briefly penetrate each woman's vagina with his cock. Judy found that Corey's cock was too big for her but wasn't too disappointed. "His loss," she decided.

Elliot's "lollipop" was a hit with all the women. Kaitlyn and April felt the ball of his tip pushing in and out but only felt his shaft rubbing against their vaginal curtains. I had the same sensation. Judy told us that she could feel the shaft inside with the ball leading the way as it pushed in and then it pulled her vaginal walls apart behind the shaft as it came out. We all agreed it was a great sensation.

Night Time

After we all retired for the night Judy lay in the dark with Preston on top of her working his cock in and out. She heard a periodic moan from one of the other beds and noticed that Preston was pushing in with each moan and pulling out between moans. Judy separated and raised her legs as she often did with Preston to increase his penetration and began swinging them in time to the moans to get his cock even further inside. Her position had the additional benefit of allowing his pubic hair to rub against her clit with each penetrating thrust. She felt along his muscular chest to his arms and then ran her hands along his rock hard back from shoulders down to his hard, rocking butt. She didn't feel a bit of hair along the entire path. Smooth, not a bit of stubble, Preston kept his entire body shaved except for his balls and a patch just above his penis. He had prepared for tonight by waxing like he did before most of their swingers' parties.

"He has a perfect body for the beach," Judy thought. His shiny, naked skin emphasized his physique. 'Speedos' would have exposed his lack of 'endowment' but the current style of loose fitting trunks just emphasized his muscular assets Preston liked to wear them so low that his pubic hair showed, thereby further emphasizing his masculinity. Judy laughed lightly as she remembered Susie's sister Cathy taking every opportunity to surreptitiously touch Preston's body and his pubic hair. She smiled as she recalled how Preston had started addressing her as, "Jailbait."

It was all of that which had attracted Judy to Preston. Not because she liked muscle men and their bodies so much, rather it was because of the way other women looked at him. It wasn't that she liked jealous glances but rather that their desire for Preston meant that she would have a chance at their partner. She did so love the opportunities Preston brought to her. And when unattached women came on to Preston he would tell them to find a partner for Judy in order to have a chance with him. Judy liked to direct them to guys she had her eye on.

She liked the feeling of his smallish penis slipping in and out. It relaxed her and she got off thinking about what other women thought of him. It had a tendency to slip all the way out and every time it did it brushed against her clit. One or the other of them would reach down and guide it back in, once again giving her clit an extra stimulation.

For his part, Preston loved the opportunities for sex with other women and the way Judy almost relished the possibility. Judy attracted the guys and gave him the chance at women. His physique was intended to get them to approach him because he was a bit shy and had trouble approaching women he found attractive. Judy, with her outgoing personality and willingness to approach almost any couple for shared sex relieved him of that burden. And she would constantly rub her hands all over his body as he fucked her. He especially liked the way she grabbed his cock to position it when it popped free of her vagina. Sometimes he would pull it out intentionally just to feel her grab it and position it over her hole. Then he would drive it in. There was something special about the way her tight vagina resisted that initial penetration. She was tighter than any of the other women he had fucked.

April liked being on top where she could control the tempo and angle of her partner's penetration. Chris would constantly massage her ample breasts and finger her hard nipples. Tonight April's tempo unconsciously kept time with the hums coming from Kaitlyn in the next bed.

Kaitlyn was unaware that her hums were setting the pace for activity in the other beds. This wasa her first time with Elliot and she was enjoying the way Elliot's bulb pushed in past her G-spot and then stretched her vagina. The bulb was almost all she could feel, there was little sensation of Elliot's thin shaft. She imagined a kind of magical hard ball with a soft covering moving back and forth in her cavity. She hummed happily at the feeling every time it pushed in. And after her climax he just kept on stroking. She relaxed and shortly climaxed again. Elliot seemed content to continue on but she asked him to stop so they could sleep. She fell asleep with his rigid cock still inside. The magic ball was buried deep inside her, pressing against her cervix. 

Morning

In the morning, Kaitlyn was awakened by the feeling of cold air blowing through the door. She saw Corey's and my naked butts run into the foggy morning to the hot tub. The hot tub seemed like a nice idea but she felt Elliot next to her in bed. There was something she wanted more than time in the hot tub. She began stroking his cock. All she could think of was having that ball back inside. It rose to the challenge and Elliot woke up. He was pleasantly surprised at what woke him and continued to lie back in pleasure.

Kaitlyn detected that he was awake, moved her mouth to his genitals, and began licking Elliot's cock to bring the ball back to life. He began lightly brushing her labia causing them to separate and moisten. She moved her hips in appreciation and he inserted his fingers to massage her G-spot and used his thumb on her clit. Kaitlyn began sucking the ball in and having it pop out of her mouth. The shape caused it to make a popping sound each time she did it.

The cold draft and rhythmic pops woke Judy. She looked at the source of the pops and then at April and Chris in the next bed. She knew what she wanted.

April and Chris were also disturbed awake by the popping and April looked over at Judy. Judy said, "Good Morning," and then asked her, straight out if she felt like more sex this morning, gesturing at Kaitlyn and Elliot.

Chris had satisfied her quite well the previous evening so April hesitated. Judy asked without hesitation, "Would you like to have sex with Preston?"

April was a bit taken aback but looked at the exposed, firm, well muscled arms and back. Judy pulled the sheet away from Preston's hard legs and butt to show April the offer. Then she said, "I'd like to spend more time with Chris than the few strokes last night." Chris was awake and following the conversation from behind April.

"Wouldn't you like more of this?" Judy asked him, kneeling up and spreading her arms and legs.

Preston had been awakened by her actions and groggily asked, "what's up?"

"You better be," Judy answered him. "I'm proposing a little sex with April and Chris. Don't you want more of April."

Preston was used to this kind of thing and welcomed it. "Sure," he said, his cock stiffening at the prospect.

He turned over and April watched as his tiny penis blossomed into something that was of reasonably decent size.

"Well, Chris?" Judy asked again but Chris was reluctant to reply, not sure of how April would react.

"Well?" Judy asked again, this time her question clearly directed at April.

April was staring at Preston's body. She had seen it all day yesterday but not with any prospect of having it next to her. She looked at Chris and could tell he was willing to try the exchange. "Okay," she said after a short while.

"Okay!" Judy exclaimed. "Come on over, Chris." A quick glance and nudge let Preston know he should go over to April.

Judy had Chris lay on his back and began oral stimulation. When his cock was rock hard she got up, positioned her vagina over it and sat down. She enjoyed being on top occasionally but seldom did it with Preston. Her vigorous motion caused his small penis to slip out too frequently. It was much more enjoyable to let Preston be in control. But Chris had a more substantial cock and she could ride him wildly without losing it.

April tried on top but soon realized what Judy knew -- Preston's cock kept slipping out and had to be re-inserted. After four times April rolled on her back and let Preston take over. That ended up suiting her fine. She watched and felt as his rippling muscles worked in time with the sensations inside her vagina. The smoothness of his skin was incredible. If it weren't for his well coifed head and the fur surrounding his member he might be one of those who had no hair or was on chemo. As she touched various parts of his body the muscles under her fingers would flex and ripple. Looking at his smile she realized he was doing it intentionally. She giggled and he thrust in harder at the sound.

"Spread your legs," he told her, "hold your knees and grab my neck."

She did as he requested and he thrust himself as far inside her as he could. Then he took one arm, put it under her butt and lifted her off the bed. She liked the feel of his muscles contracting as he lifted and wondered if he was just showing off his strength. He quickly arranged the pillows behind her and gently laid her back onto the bed, butt on the pillows. "Keep your legs up," he told her and she gladly complied. He was pushing much farther into her in this position. He began pulling his cock all the way out. It caressed her clit as it pushed back in, needing no guidance to find its goal.

Meanwhile, Kaitlyn and Elliot were also back at it. Kaitlyn had enjoyed his attentions to her genitalia but decided the ball of his cock was big enough, hard enough and red enough. She stroked the thin white shaft a couple of times and licked around the base of the beet colored tip. Elliot lifted his hips in pleasure, she rose, kept her hand around the shaft, quickly mounted him and drove the ball home. She hummed in delight as she felt it move past her G-spot and settle into place against her cervix. She lay against him and together they rolled so he was on top. Once again he resumed his strokes as she hummed in delight, providing the metronome for the others' copulation.




Susie Ch. 23



Susie's third song was hot! On the first notes she burst through the curtain in a strut, stark naked, not a bit nervous, and strutted to the middle of the front rail, stopped suddenly and assumed her Superman pose.

She had checked her pussy before she went out and knew that she was wet and her pussy lips were puffy. She looked out over the audience's heads, her head held high, letting them take in her naked body.

Look at me. Look up my body. Look at my wet pussy. Look at my boobs, my hard nipples. Look at ME! She thought.

She let them look for a minute, then twirled and strutted back to center stage knowing all those guys who had been looking up her pussy were staring at her ass. She knew she looked good.

She then turned to the side rail and gave them the same opening strut and Superman pose. Look at me! She thought about the guys on the opposite side of the stage looking at her ass. She clenched her ass cheeks for them.

She twirled and strutted to the other side. I want EVERYONE to see me...to want me. She clenched her ass cheeks for the side she had just left. Then she strutted to the middle of the stage and turned her back to her audience and clenched her ass cheeks again. She looked over her right shoulder and smiled at the crowd.

The crowd was wild. They were loving it. SHE was loving it. Her heart was beating a mile a minute. I like this, she thought.

Then she returned to center stage, laid down on her back with her head toward the audience and started to rub her boobs, pulling on her nipples, enjoying the feelings, the cheers. She arched her back like she was having an orgasm. 

Then she spread her legs and moved her hands down to her pussy. The audience really couldn't see much but they were hollering. "Turn around!" "Let us see your pussy."

Susie looked through the doorway and saw Harry the manager watching her. She winked at him and spread her pussy lips for him. Then rubbed her clit.

The audience was getting restless, so she rolled over and looked at them. She slinked like a cat, sliding on the floor. She knew what they wanted and she wanted to give it to them.

She spun around on the stage and spread her legs for them. Her hands went to her pussy and she ran her fingers down her pussy lips. Then she spread her lips, showing them her pink. She raised her legs straight up in a V. Look at me! She thought to herself.

The guys went wild. She looked around the room, trying to look each guy in the eye. They all seemed to be looking at her pussy. She wanted them to.

Susie took her clit...it was really engorged...she took her clit between her thumb and forefinger and pulled it up. She was so turned on that she almost came right then. The guys were in a frenzy. Some of them giving each other high fives. 

She was loving their response to her...to her naked body...to her performance. 

She knew the song would soon end. Should I end with an orgasm? She thought.

Susie arched her back and began to rub her clit in earnest. She knew she couldn't stop. She HAD to cum. She wanted every guy there to see her cum.

She leaned back her head, her legs spread wide...just her head and feet on the floor...and she came. Not since that day in Jim's office did she cum like this. Jim said she squirted then and boy did she squirt now. Such an intense orgasm and she felt the release and saw a stream come out of her cunt. It looked kinda like when Jim squirted when they masturbated together.

The feeling rolled throughout her body. She knew the were looking at her pussy and could also see her asshole clenching. She was cumming SO hard!

When it was over she was kinda embarrassed, but the guys were loving it. She got up and shakily walked back to the exit door. She turned and blew them a kiss. The response was deafening.

When she got backstage Angel said "You won this thing, girl." She noticed the number ten girl give her a dirty look as she headed for the stage.



Susie Ch. 23



Corey and I came back in from the hot tub while this was still going on and interrupted Kaitlyn and Elliot's coitus to ask about breakfast. She answered, but only after insisting that Elliot continue his action.

When we got into the kitchen I asked Corey, "Did you notice that Judy and April switched partners?"

"Yeah, I think Judy's into that."

Back on the mattresses, Judy's tight tunnel began to send tingles of excitement through Chris. In response he began thrusting upward into her. The thrusts became so intense that she was lifted off the mattress and as he let his hips fall back to the bed his cock pulled out and slid quickly back in as she landed on top of him. His sensations increased and he pushed up even higher and fell back more quickly. Judy gasped and then gasped again as Chris let out a groan of orgasm. He pushed as far up and as far in as he could, allowing his sperm to flow freely into the condom held in Judy's tight vaginal embrace.

The warmth of the emerging semen and the intensity of the thrust brought Judy over the top. She gasped as her abdomen throbbed. The sudden contractions caused Chris to lose his concentration and his hips fell to the mattress. Judy's vagina slipped onto his squirting cock with a burst of intense pleasure and her vagina sucked Chris dry. She lay on top of him and whispered, "Let's do that again sometime."

Preston's small cock was not giving April a lot of pleasure but he was thoroughly enjoying her pussy. He pushed in at every angle to feel it rub against every part of his male organ. She relaxed and enjoyed the feel of his smooth skin, "How does he keep it so smooth?" she wondered. She concentrated on the feel of his pubes rhythmically striking her clit and his balls bouncing against her butt. That helped a bit.

But before long his stroking brought him to orgasm and he thrust in as hard as he could as the ticklish feeling of streaming semen filled his cock and then was ejected out. He jammed it inside her several times to increase the intensity as his cock emptied itself into her. April grabbed his butt and pulled him into her as hard as she could. She wasn't completely satisfied but could rely on Chris to rectify that later in the day. Preston rolled off her and she said to the room, "What about breakfast?"

They all went into the kitchen, naked.

Swapping

We prepared breakfast and as we ate I asked Preston, "You and Judy traded partners with Chris and April?"

"Sure," Preston said. He looked at Judy and told us. "We like trying out others. It's kind of an extra turn on."

Judy interrupted with, "and we like to satisfy our curiosity."

"You do it a lot?" Kaitlyn asked.

"They belong to a 'swingers' club," April said.

"They told us all about it when they suggested switching this morning," Chris said. "Tell everyone about it, Preston."

"Well there are a couple of groups in the area who get together every week or so to do some swapping," Preston told us.

"What about that place in Riverside you mentioned?" Chris asked.

"That's really more of a business," Preston explained. "They're open every Friday and Saturday night and charge for use of the facility."

"They only charge the guys," Judy said. "Women get in free. It costs a guy who brings a woman with him $100 and it's $500 for single guys. They call it 'club dues' but it's really a cover charge."

"Why do women get in free?" Kaitlyn asked.

"They get a lot of guys and not so many women," Judy answered. "Even with the pricing there are maybe 4 guys for each woman. I don't like the place."

"How does it work?" I asked.

"There are several rooms with mattresses and people check their clothes at the door," Preston stated.

"You can keep your underwear on," Judy interrupted. "But you're likely to misplace it."

"Yeah," Preston continued. "you sure could. Anyway people are free to go anywhere in the house and ask others for sex of any kind."

"They're supposed to be free to decline," Judy said, "But I've never seen anyone do it."

"That's because all the men there want you and you won't turn down anyone," Preston said. "I've been refused a couple of times and I saw a guy turn down some older women once."

"I don't like the place," Judy said. "We don't go there anymore."

"The others are different?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Oh yes, they're real clubs with members," Judy told her. "To be a member you have to be a couple, be sponsored by another member couple and bring a doctors note saying you are free of STD's"

"And you need to bring another note every couple of months," Judy added.

"No fees?" Elliot asked.

"They ask every couple to chip in $50 each get together to cover expenses."

"How do they keep from having too many guys?" Corey asked.

"Only couples allowed, no single guys or girls," Preston told us.

"Where do you get together?" I asked.

"Some of the members with large houses hold the 'parties'," Judy said. "If you host a party you don't need to pay for expense for the next three months."

"How do those work?" Corey asked.

"Well, they're more couple oriented," Preston explained. "Instead of wandering around individually, you have to stay together and exchange with other couples."

"And they have games," Judy added.

"Games?" several of us asked.

"Yes, my favorite is 'musical cunts'," Judy told us. "The gals lie down on mattresses or pillows in the middle of the floor with their legs spread and the guys walk around to music playing. When the music stops, the guys rush to insert themselves into a convenient pussy."

"Or they can suck it," Preston added.

"When the music starts, they all have to get up and start walking around again," Judy said. "I think it's a kick."

"Sometimes they have 'musical cocks'," Preston said.

"Where they guys lie in the middle and the gals jump on them," Judy said. "And there's cocks and cunts where the guys and gals alternate."

"Do you have to play the games?" April asked.

"Oh no, there are rooms set up for pairs of couples or groups of three or four couples to do their own thing," Judy said.

"And there's almost always an 'open offer' area," Preston said. "Usually in a large room. A couple can lay on the cushions and any other couple is free to fuck away! I like that!"

"The guys always come when I'm in there," Judy explained, "so Preston gets a chance at all the ladies."

"You talk like Judy is the only attractive woman," I mentioned. "What's the deal?"

"Most of the members are in their forties," Judy told us. "With a few in their thirties and fifties."

"Not many young people in their twenties," Preston began.

"And none in their lower twenties," Judy added with a smile.

"Or in their late teens?" Kaitlyn asked, rhetorically. "No wonder they go for you!"

I couldn't help saying, "Sounds like a breeding ground for STD's."

"Well, they have that test requirement," Judy said.

"And membership is restricted," Preston said. "And there are bowls of condoms everywhere."

"Guys have to wear them," Judy told us. "They can be expelled from the club if they don't."

"Or if they don't change them when the girls asks," Preston added.

"Doesn't sound like the place for me," Corey said.

"I want to try," April said. "Judy has agreed to get Chris and me in."

"I hope you enjoy it," I remarked. "That's not for me."

Swingers

Later Judy phoned April with the date of an upcoming swingers party. She and Chris were prepared with medical reports and signed waivers. Judy and Preston picked them up and they presented the documents at the door.

Inside they sat in a large living room. Several couples were there already, most in their forties. A few more showed up and shortly after the expected start time, one of the couples got up and introduced themselves as Larry and Corrienne Stewart.

Corrienne said, "Welcome to our home. We have two new couples with us today, Emett and Margaret and April and Chris." She asked them to stand and then asked the couples who had brought them to tell everyone about them. Then they were asked to undress and show themselves to the assembly.

April told us she walked around the room and all the guys as well as a few of the women felt her breasts and crotch with a few inserting their fingers up her vagina. She watched as Chris walked around and the women felt his body and cock. "A couple of them even kissed his cock!" she told us later.

"One really interesting thing," she told us, "is that I am sure one of the guys was my dad's boss. And the women he was with was not his wife. He didn't recognize me. The last time I saw him was when I was only 12 or 13 and he probably wouldn't remember me anyway."

The woman was several years his junior and Preston mentioned that maybe he was divorced with a "trophy wife" or girlfriend. "Like my dad," Kaitlyn mentioned.

Then the host and hostess discussed the various rooms they had prepared and the games available. "Musical cunts and cocks was one," April told us. "Also, spin the bottle and poke the penis in the pussy."

"That's kind of derived from pin the tail on the donkey," Judy explained. "Except, well, it's obvious I guess."

Judy wanted to do musical cunts and cocks and suggested April and Chris would get the most action in the open offer area. Chris asked if they could do 'cunts and cocks' first and then have Judy and Preston take them to the open offer area and show them what to do.

"Cunts and cocks was loads of fun," April told us. The guys would all rush to try her out when the music stopped. "When the music started I usually had to push the guy on me out of the way," she laughed while explaining, "They didn't want to get out. The only problem I had was picking which cock to jump on when the music finished. Most of the women were flocking to Chris or Preston so I had my pick. There was one guy, probably over fifty who had this really long one, I liked jumping that one but it was interesting to say the least to experience different sizes and shapes. I jumped my dad's boss a couple of times too. That was a kick!"

After a couple dozen or so rounds they went to the open offer area and some of the couples followed them over. April told us, "I really got a kick out of all those older guys and gals lusting after our hot young bodies." She laughed and added, "My dad's boss was one of them. He was pretty skilled with his cock"

In the open offer area, Judy and Preston lay on the pillows so April and Chris could watch while guys just came up to Judy and started humping away at her. Most of the women whispered something to Chris and he got up and they laid down so he could fuck them missionary style. A few asked for doggy style and a couple of the women just jumped his cock while he lay there.

"Chris was getting really hard," April explained," and we laid on the opposite side from Judy and Preston. A bunch of guys lined up for me as soon as I picked out a spot."

After that it was non-stop vaginal intercourse. A couple of guys asked April to change position but she told them she wanted to just relax and enjoy the attention. After a while she started asking the guys to suck her first and offered to do 69's.

"A couple of them came while I was sucking them and my dad's boss came in my vagina but I never had an orgasm," she told us with a bit of a laugh. "Not that I didn't enjoy myself."

Chris apparently shot his load while one of the women was pumping on him from above and he was limp for the rest of the night.

"The women insisted on him stimulating them orally," April told us.

Afterwards several of the couples came up to April and Chris and offered two on two's. "They all seemed to have business style cards with phone numbers," April told us. "They said to give them a call and we could get together just as couples."

When they were done April and Chris returned to his place and April had him lick her to orgasm.

I asked if they would be going back.

"No, I don't think so," April said. "Neither Chris nor I had that good of a time. Even though it was a fun experience."

"Are you taking any of the couples up on their two on two offers?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Well there's this one couple in their thirties. The woman is blonde with a fabulous build," April said. "Chris keeps hinting at hooking up with them."

"That's Craig and Lisa" Judy told her. "Preston and I did a two on two with them once. They like bondage and he isn't that good at sex. According to Preston her looks are about all she has too." Then she added, "What about us?"

"Oh sure," April said. "Chris and I 'double date' with Judy and Preston occasionally. That always ends up with some shared sex." She smiled a shy sort of smile.

"Chris and I get each other worked up while April and Preston work on each other," Judy explained. "Then we each finish off with our own man."

"Preston's real good at oral stimulation," April added.

"Maybe Elliot and I could do a two on two." Kaitlyn wondered.

"Or a two on two on two," Judy said, looking at April with a knowing smile. "I'd like more time with Elliot."

April smiled back, commenting, "that's a possibility," in an upbeat tone. "What about you and Corey, Susie?"

I declined.



Susie Ch. 24



Hi. My name is Kaitlyn Daniels. Susie let me read some of her stories and I wanted to tell about me and swinging with Judy and April and Elliot. She said sure and asked me to kind of write an outline. Then she said the outline was so complete maybe I could fill it in so I did.

I thought she could write a story from the outline but she wanted to use my words so OK here they are. Susie, edit this please. [I didn't edit it much -- Susie] Susie always got A's in English without hardly trying. I had to work hard to get Bs and sometimes ended up with Cs

 Background

I knew Susie since I started middle school right after my mom and dad divorced. She's been my best friend. I set her up with my brother Corey and now their engaged. They have sex a lot. My dad's rich and owns a mansion. I almost dont remember that I lived in that mansion once before the divorce.

My mom spent a lot of time before and after the divorce telling me things about why they divorced and making sure I knew it wasn't my fault. One thing she always tells me is that she didn't like the mansion and now we live pretty much middle class lives in a middle class area of town.

Anyway Susie and Corey spend a lot of time in the mansion guest house. My dad lets them use it for sex and they spend most of their time naked, swimming in the pool and having sex. Sometimes I go there and I swim naked too but don't have sex. Well I do have sex but not at the mansion. My dad and his live in girl, Marianne also go naked. Its almost like a nudist colony. Sometimes Corey and Susie invite friends over and they go naked too.

I'm kind of overweight. Susie says I have an hourglass figure but that's only because I have a big chest with big breasts and big hips and big thighs but a narrow waist with a tummy bulge. Susie's always been petite and gorgeous even though she has smallish breasts that were late in developing.

Anyway we always hung out together in middle school and high school and in high school we also hung out with April, Judy and Brittany. We did homework together at Judy's and had our first sexual experiences with boys there. We invited boys over and had sex with them. One of the boys tattled and Judys parents ended that.

I kept having sex with one of the boys, Johnny. He was a sex expert. Johnny was real smart and good in school. He told me how his mom had handed him a book about sex when he was nearing puberty and he was fascinated with the subject. He would sneak books about sex out of the library and book store since he was too young to buy them or check them out. He said he always left 20 or so dollars behind to pay for the books.

Anyway he got his next door neighbor girl to help him explore the issue and then he got the girl's older sister and her boyfriends to demonstrate and he used what he had learned from the books to see what the girls and guys liked. I guess she brought some girlfriends over too. Anyway he pretty much knew everything there was to know about women and how to please them physically. He didn't ask girls for sex, they asked him.

My mom was pretty easy about sex and let me have Johnny over to fuck me in my bedroom as long as I took the pill and he used a condom. One thing about Johnny was that he pleased me every time. Like I said -- he was an expert. I even had him tell Corey how to please Susie since she was his first. I wanted the best for my best friend. Oh, I forgot to tell you that I arranged for Corey and Susie to get together, mostly for sex. I like my brother and he had been pining for Susie since we first moved here and I began hanging out with her. I had promised him he could come to one of our sex parties at Judys but those were shut down before he could go. Anyway Susie was now sexually active and I knew Corey wanted her and so I got them together and had Johnny teach Corey how to please Susie and he sure did and now their engaged but they like to call it a betrothal because they got their parents to agree to it.

I assumed my dad would get upset if he knew I was having sex but Corey arranged for him and Susie to use the mansion guest house for sex and then they started doing everything naked and I think my dad started getting different ideas. His attitude about Susie sure changed. At first he acted like she was just Coreys mistress but then he really started liking her. He's even paying for her to be a doctor. He pays for me and Coreys school too. I'm at community college because of my grades and because I wanted to be around my friends.

I think Susie started the naked swimming too and he went along and didn't mind me being naked with boys there. Anyway I wanted to have Susie's 19th birthday party at the mansion and worked with him to arrange it. I was surprised that when I proposed a sleepover with our good high school friends he said that Susie would want Corey there and so the other girls should also be allowed to bring boys. You mean me too? I asked him and he said yes.

Well, Johnny had brushed me off just before that so I didn't have a regular guy. I think I had been gaining weight and Johnny has lots of girls asking him for sex. Anyway Susie suggested I go out with some of Coreys friends. I always looked on them as a bunch of geeks and they weren't great physical specimens. Remember I've seen them naked at the mansion pool.

 Sleepover

Some of them had asked me out at one time or another when they were in high school but I always turned them down. One guy really interested me though, that was Elliot. At the pool sometimes his dick would get big and when it did it grew a huge beet red tip. It was almost scary the way it looked like it was so full of blood it would pop. Anyway the red tip was supported by a pale thin shaft. I would guess the tip was almost two inches across and the shaft only an inch across. It may have been scary but it also attracted me. Every time I saw it I wondered what it would feel like inside.

Elliot had been one of the guys who had asked me out a couple of times in high school and he was always a gentleman about my refusal. I decided to get together with him and asked him out a couple of times. Then when my dad suggested we have guys for the sleepover I knew it would be my chance to try out Elliots lollipop.

At the sleepover we found out that Judy and Preston (her fiance) were swingers and went to swingers partys. Then us girls started getting together for lunch once a week and I found out that April and her boyfriend had gone to a swingers party with Judy and Preston. They didn't like the party a lot but it interested me. Then they said that as a result of the party they had gotten invitations for a two on two with other couples. When I sounded interested Judy invited Elliot and me to a two on two with her and so did April and we discussed a three way too.

Susies so stuck on Corey that she wasn't interested. Corey has a huge dick and I think that's part of it. She doesn't want to share. Anyway Corey's dick is so thick that it wouldn't fit inside Judy. I forgot to mention that Judy got all us girls to try out all of the guys dicks at the sleepover. They made me try out my brother and I thought it was too tight and uncomfortable.

Oh, the sex with Elliot is fabulous. I call his dick Magic Richard because of the way the ball of his dick seems to stroke inside me without any attachment to anything when he fucks me. Its like he's moving it with some kind of ESP or something and its so big that I feel its every movement. Another thing about Elliot is that he's real sensitive. He comes real quick when the red ball (I like to call it his beet) is stimulated. That might seem like a bad thing but he's so sensitive that he keeps it up afterwards and once he's shot his wad he can go for hours without any hint of limpness. Now I always suck him off first and then we go at it. Oh, his semen tastes good too. I dont know what it is. Susie says it tastes like pumkin but its more nutty to me -- maybe pumkin seeds. Maybe its because his favorite snack is sunflower seeds. Oh, now I have Elliot in my bedroom and my mom tells me to keep it down. I guess I make a lot of noise when he fucks me. I don't notice I just enjoy myself and Magic Richard.

I know April and Judy want to share because of Elliot. They want his beet too.

Anyway we made arrangements to meet at Judys apartment for sex. Elliot was easy to convince. Hes only ever had sex with me and with Sally who was kind of a geek girl in high school. Elliot says she was a sex addict and had sex with most of the geek guys. I wonder if she had sex with Corey. I always thought Susie was his first.

What can I say. It was obvious that Judy and April enjoyed themselves with Elliot. Before we met them I sucked him off and swallowed all of his tasty cum so he could be free to fuck away. He enjoyed himself too. He said that Judy was real tight and he came again while he was fucking her. I think that was kind of a first for him to come in the middle of a fuck instead of right at the beginning.

Well, I didn't enjoy myself that much. Neither Preston nor Aprils boyfriend Chris were very skilled and Preston has a tiny dick that I didn't feel much. I will say that he has a hard body which he must shave to keep it so smooth and hairless but I don't find that as sexually stimulating as other girls maybe do. Anyway he mostly pleases himself with his dick while flexing his muscles I guess in the belief that girls like that. Chris has a bigger dick that at least feels good inside while hes fucking but he really doesn't know what to do with it besides move it in and out. I know why April is usually on top. It lets her control things for her pleasure.

Both of them came inside me with a bunch of grunting but then I afterwards I needed Elliot to get me off. I should mention that Elliot and most of Corey's friends had been educated in techniques by Corey and Susie. Of course Corey had been instructed by Johnny and was smart enough to educate himself beyond Johnnys instruction. Anyway not only does Elliot have Magic Richard he also knows what to do with him and where to position him. Johnny used me as an example when he taught Corey and I know most of it is being aware of what the girl likes. Elliot talks to me, listens to what I tell him and watches my reactions. Neither Preston or Elliot do any of that they just push in and then start moving in and out. Not that that can't be pleasurable it just doesn't get me to come.

 Party Plans

Well, I didn't tell Judy and April I wasn't satisfied by their guys but I was still interested in this swinging stuff. Much as I liked having Magic Richard administer to my inner being I wanted to try out other guys. I could tell Elliot was interested in other women too. I didn't think either of us really felt committed to each other. We were just sexual partners of convenience. I didn't even think of us as friends with benefits, more like good acquaintances with benefits.

Anyway I talked some more with Judy and suggested a swingers party at my dads place not even knowing if he would approve. She said it was unusual for a new member to host a party but looked into it. The other members were excited by her descriptions of the mansion and hot tub and pool so I gathered up my courage and approached my father.

I didn't exactly reveal it was a swingers party I just asked if I could have a party. Ok I didn't say anything about it being a swingers party but I made it clear we would need places for guests to have sex. My father didn't like the idea of semen all over the place and set down some strict rules. I had to supply clean sheets and remove them afterwards. He said I should burn them. I think it was a joke but maybe not.

I also had to pay for his cleaning company to come in and perform a complete cleaning of every room I used. He gave me date in the early summer when he and Marianne would be away for a week. He said we could use any part of the mansion except his and Mariannes master suite, the kitchen and the two upstairs bedrooms which they used for storage space. That left two upstairs bedrooms, the theater, the parlor/library, the ballroom and the two bedroom guest house. I had to tell Corey and Susie they couldn't use the guest house but I invited them to attend. They refused.

Judy and I planned everything. We charged more than the usual amount to cover the cleaning and she invited both of the swingers clubs they were involved with. We decided to play pornographic videos in the theater and replaced the seating with several air mattresses and pillows. Judy got a selection of videos from some of the members she knew were into porn. More air matresses in the ballroom would be for individual swapping arrangements.

Judy liked a game they called musical cunts. That involved playing music while the guys walked around the women arrayed on the floor, legs spread. When the music stopped the guys would try for their favorite nearby pussy. No eliminations just the possibility of getting your favorite or less favorite woman. There was also a musical cocks version and cocks and cunts where the men and women alternated. The mansion had a fabulous sound system that could actually randomly play and stop the music without human intervention. The system was in the theater and also had controls in the ballroom. I talked to my father and he showed me how I could direct all the music to the library/parlor without disturbing the sound for videos playing in the theater or disturbing the fucking going on in the ballroom. Of course I didn't tell him thats what would be going on in the ballroom.

I was amazed at the game possibilities. Most of them were variations on non-sexual games, many of them childrens games like poke the penis in the pussy derived from pin the tail on the donkey where guys and gals were blindfolded or put in a completely dark room and groped around until the objective stated in the title was reached. Judy said spin the bottle was popular where the spinner and designated person didn't just kiss or make out briefly in a closet. And there were poker variations with the stakes being various sexual activities or positions. Judy pointed out that poker was a bit different when people wanted to lose.

She said there should be an open offer area where couples could lie down and allow anyone who wanted to fuck them. The bedrooms seemed too small so we decided to use the guest house living room for that.

I wanted to do something with the pool or hot tub. Judy said that pools and hot tubs were usually kept off limits mostly because everyone spent time there if they weren't. She also said we shouldn't have too many games since we wanted several couples doing each. I had an idea and Judy fleshed it out. We would do a Marco Polo poke the pussy game in the pool. She called it marco pussy. The guys would yell out "Marco" and the women would answer "pussy". They would swim around in the dark to find each other. It's real dark in the pool if the lights are kept out especially if the lights are dimmed in the ballroom.

Since it would be a couple of months before the date for the party came up Judy suggested that Elliot and I should attend one of the swinger parties so I know what to expect. Elliot liked the idea so I went to get the doctor certificate that I am free of sexual diseases and the test came back saying I had both Gonorrhea and Chlamydia. Johnny probably gave them to me. Elliot came back positive for Gonorrhea maybe I had infected him or maybe he infected me from Sally. And Susie and Corey and Judy and Preston and April and Chris all needed to be tested too. If Judy, Preston, April or Chris tested positive then the entire swapping club would need to be tested. Judy said I should forget about the party if that happened, they would be too angry with me.

Well thankfully they tested negative but me and Elliot needed to get the antibiotic shots and wait a couple of months and be retested before the swapping club would accept me. I guess Susie was right when she said I shouldn't be having sex with Johnny. Oh, I had to tell him too. I think he had a couple of other diseases as well. He had to tell all the girls he had been with and his days of free wheeling sex are over. but I guess some women will still risk a disease for the orgasms. Lucky for him all the diseases he had were treatable. no AIDS. I'm surprised at that but if he had had it I might too. Later they arrested him because some of the girls he had sex with and infected were only 13 or 14. They had asked him for sex but that didn't matter.

Maybe I'll start asking my sex partners for proof they are clean just like the swingers club. Anyway I didn't get to any of their partys, mine was the first I attended.

 Party

We had a couple of days after my dad and Marianne left on their trip to get ready. The swingers clubs had bunches of pillows and air matresses and sheets so I didn't need to buy anything extra. I locked the bedrooms, they would be off limits. Preston suggested we make lighted paths to the swimming pool and hot tub since the lights would be out. He taped down some holiday light strings.

The day came and Judy and me and Preston and Elliot waited for the guests. They started arriving about a quarter hour early and we all sat on the air mattresses in the ball room. There were maybe twenty couples, all over thirty and some in their sixties. 

Since Elliot and me were new, Judy introduced us as the hosts. I had an idea I had suggested to Judy. I asked for everyone's attention, telling them there was something I wanted them to see. Elliot stripped and I began giving him a blow job. When he removed his underwear his dick was just beginning to lengthen. As I licked and kissed at his cock it began to lengthen and then swell along its length. Elliots cock grows kind of like blowing up one of those long balloons. First it lengthens and then the shaft expands starting at the base. The expansion moves up to the tip and at that point it looks fully erect and the shaft is hard as rock. Then the tip pushes out of his foreskin (Elliot isn't circumcised) and starts growing and reddening until its rock hard and beet red.

The women all gasped and some hid their faces as the tip began to change color and bulge. I kept sucking away and Elliot came. I had a small bowl to catch his cum. Some of the women complained that I had "ruined" him. They were used to guys who went limp after comming but I showed them that Elliot stayed hard as ever. I stuck my finger into the bowl and handed it to one of the women to pass around. "Try it," I told them as I sucked my finger.

That was a hit, most of the women had their partners taste it too. I could see Elliots face and shoulders redden from embarassment but he was a hit.

I undressed and we went around letting the guys and gals feel us. Almost every guy and several of the women finger fucked me and sucked their fingers after I left them. After that I was almost ready to come.

Then I described the areas we had set up and some of the rules, like no going upstairs. Then I turned off the outdoor lights and dimmed the lights in the ballroom. Everyone removed their clothes and the evening began in earnest.

 Porn Theater

Judy told us that the hosts were expected to visit each of the rooms during the party. We started with the porn films in the home theater. There were only two couples in there and each was trying out the positions shown on the films. I assumed they had swapped and wasn't sure what to do. One of the guys noticed us and immediately called out to me, "Need a partner?"

He pulled out of the woman he was with and gestured toward us for her. Her eyes brightened she smiled at Elliot and gestured him over to her, spreading her legs wide.

The man was maybe fifty but well built with gray hair on his body as well as his head. His erect 7 inch cock bounced as he approached me.




Susie Ch. 24



Susie was so excited when she came back to the audience after getting dressed. Her guys had moved back to the table in the dark. They both greeted her with a kiss...Peter hugging her hard and grabbing her ass. 

"You were awesome!" he said. "Let's go back to the hotel. I have something I want to show you," he winked.

"I have to wait to see who won."

"Oh, Susie, you won," Jim told her. "Look around."

Most of the room was watching her instead of number ten. Number ten was already naked and trying hard to get everyone's attention. She had a great body, but her performance was lacking.

When number ten was through, to mediocre applause, Harry called all the girls back up to the stage. Some came from the audience and some came from backstage. Number ten had only enough time to get her panties on. The girl with the huge boobs came out naked.

Harry introduced each girl again and rated the applause. The first woman, the thirty-something ripped off her clothes and made the rounds naked. Each woman did something special, flashed their pussy, showed some boob, their ass, whatever they thought was their best asset. 

The second girl, the mousy one never came back. Too embarrassed. A couple of the girls got naked again but when it came to Susie, all she did was strut around the stage fully clothed. But she got the most raucous response. Number ten felt she had to get naked and play with her tits and pussy but it still wasn't enough. Susie had the audience.

She won going away. She received her check and most of the crowd was screaming for her to strip. She looked around the stage and she was the only one fully clothed, some girls naked, some half naked, but all still trying to play to the audience. But Susie just smiled and took a victory lap fully clothed. "Classy," was all Angel said as she left the stage.

Susie got all kinds of congratulations from all the guys as Peter and Jim led her out of the club. She even got some propositions that she turned down with a smile. To one guy she whispered, "I have two guys who want to take care of me tonight," with a wink.

Susie was so excited when she got it the car that she attacked Peter. Jim was driving. They had to untangle when they got to the hotel and when they got out of the elevator on their floor, Susie saw that the hallway was empty.

"Wait," she said. She started taking off her clothes in the hallway, handing her guys her clothes, then she proceeded to walk down the hall to their room stark naked.

Jim acted like he couldn't get the door open until they heard the elevator ding. 

"Quick!" Susie whispered.

Jim smiled and opened the door. Susie lingered for a minute, looking down the hall to the elevator. An older couple came out of the elevator holding hands. They looked down toward her and saw she was naked. Only then did she scoot into their room.

Everyone was naked in a minute. Peter entered her from behind and Jim offered his cock to her mouth, which she accepted happily.

They all sucked and fucked and rubbed and came. Susie came about six times before they all collapsed in exhaustion and fell asleep, Susie naked between her two men.

Some time in the night, he didn't know what time, Jim felt someone get on top of him. He felt Susie's pussy rubbing on his cock, getting it hard.

He knew what she wanted but he still wouldn't let her. He pulled her up to his mouth and she rode his mouth until she came twice more. They feel back asleep in each other's arms.

When Jim woke up again, Susie and Peter were fucking, a slow fuck. No, they weren't fucking. They were making love. He could see their passion for each other, looking in each other's eyes. He could see that they were falling in love with each other. He knew that he would need to start removing himself from this equation, and he would begin doing that. But it had been a great ride.

Before they all got in the shower together to get ready to go home, Jim and Susie had one last 69...the last time he licked her pussy...the last time she sucked his cock.



Susie Ch. 24



I hesitated and he grasped my hand gently, saying, "Come on over here." He led me to a group of cushions and pointed at the screen where the guy was fucking the girls doggy style.

"No anal," I told him as I noticed where the guy on the screen had his prick.

"No problem," he said as I positioned myself like the woman on the screen. He pushed his cock at my vagina but it didn't go in.

"I think I need a bit of stimulation first," I told him. "once the evening is older I won't have a problem."

He ignored the figures on the screen and began slowly licking at my privates from behind while massaging my breasts. I began pushing into him as his tongue passed my clit and pulling away as he licked past my asshole, it tickled as he did it. I felt the dampness dripping down my leg, I couldn't tell if it was his saliva or my pussy juices.

"I think I'm ready," I told him. He pushed a couple of fingers inside and seemed to agree.

Now the woman on the screen was bouncing up and down on the guy's cock so he lay on his back. I positioned my self over him and sat down. His cock filled me and I began mimicking the action on the screen except that I leaned forward a bit more to get his shaft to rub against my clit as I moved. I sat up a bit more to brush my hair back and he started rubbing my shoulders. In this position he wasn't rubbing against my clit but I felt the tip of his cock moving past my G-spot.

I was really getting into the feeling when the characters on the screen changed positions, "Shit, I said aloud, "I really liked that one." The others in the room laughed.

"Maybe I should give someone else a chance," I said to the guy who was moving me to the next position. Another two couples had come in and I saw two of the guys looking eagerly at me.

I spent some time with each of the guys and one of the women when the scene changed to a two on two and one of the women sucked off the second while a guy fucked her and she gave the other guy a blow job. I was the one being fucked. That was the first time I tasted a woman's cunt and I thought it was delicious, sour and salty.

I looked for Elliot when I changed partners and every time he was working away at one of the women or another. When I decided it was time to go into the next room for musical cunts and cocks I got his attention and we excused ourselves. He told me that he was enjoying the evening even if all the women were "old and wrinkled".

 Cunts and Cocks

There were seven couples doing the musical cunts and cocks when we came in, including Judy and Elliot. I watched a 'cunts' round and almost laughed aloud watching a bunch of old guys pushing each other to get to Judy.

As the music started again Elliot went to the pile of pillows in the center of the room and two of the guys moved aside so he could get in. The women liked to dance around to the music. The guys had just walked around. I got in the spirit and started dancing. I was taken by surprise when the music stopped. I found myself staring at four guys, cocks sticking straight up in the air. All the women had made attempts to get to Preston and Elliot, with Elliot drawing the biggest crowd. I just picked the closest guy. He had a short but thick cock and a nice set of balls.

"Just stay there," I told him as I positioned myself with my back to him and sat down on his cock. I wanted to repeat the action I had enjoyed in the theater. I turned my head and told him "My back and breasts are yours."

I was really enjoying myself when the music started. The guy stayed still and I wasn't sure what to do. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see Preston. "He'll stay there all night if you let him," he said. "you need to get off and let him up."

I rolled off and positioned myself on the pillows, spreading my legs wide. On an impulse I reached down and held my labia apart too. I watched all the guys staring as they walked past, slowing a lot near me, hoping the music would stop. I winked at Elliot as he passed, pushing a forty year old overweight guy past me.

The music stopped and there was a rush for my crotch. I didn't see much of the guy who planted himself firmly between my legs fending off a couple of shoves. He had a nice face, probably in his late thirties, blue eyes and light brown, short cropped hair. He smiled as his cock slid way in. I hadn't seen it but I could feel that it was long and thin. I ran my fingers through the sparse hair on his chest. He was good and manipulating his cock to rub my clit on the way in and put pressure on my G-spot on the way out. I relaxed and enjoyed. I could see why Judy liked this game.

We stayed for maybe a dozen cycles. The guy with blue eyes and long cock shafted me four or five times. I think he was faster than the older guys. I tried to spread myself among the guys when it was my turn but jumped the blue eyed guy three times.

 Marco Pussy

I didn't want to leave but decided we needed to move on. There were a couple of butts pumping away and one women bouncing on a cock in the ballroom. We didn't stop there and proceeded out to the pool where sounds of "Marco," "Pussy," grunts and moans filled the air. It was moonless and dark, I could barely see where I was stepping. The dim lights that showed the path did little more than that, I could barely make out my feet in the light. The sky with reflected light from the nearby houses was lighter than the pool.

We reached the pool and got in. My eyes had adjusted to the darkness a bit and I could make out shapes of heads bobbing in the pool. "Marco," came the cry, "Pussy," I answered and heard splashing to my left. I decided to play hard to get and moved away to the sound of "Marco." One came just ahead of me and I veered left right into a masculine back.

"Hey," said a feminine voice from the other side of the back. I felt his hips swinging rhythmically in her direction.

"Sorry," I replied swimming away only to be grasped by masculine arms and a voice that had just said, "Mar...".

I felt a hand at my crotch and fingers slipped into my vagina. Positioning for entry would be difficult in the water but the voice said "Come to the shallow end." It was Elliot.

"Elliot," I whispered, "It's me. I don't know that we should be fucking each other."

"I didn't know who it was when I grabbed you," he said. "I should be able to fuck whoever I grab."

I gladly consented and let him take me in the shallow end. 'Magic Richard' brought me to orgasm in only a couple of strokes.

I gasped repeatedly as the orgasm died. "Thanks, Elliot I really wanted that," I told him. "But, we should be paying attention to our other guests." I swam away.

I'm not sure that "Marco Pussy" idea was that good. I had no idea how many were playing, probably only three couples besides Elliot and me." It was impossible to have sex while swimming, the guys couldn't get any leverage to push in so we always had to move to the shallow end where he could stand. And there was no way to know when to quit. One guy kept thrusting away at me with his tiny cock. I got bored and finally had to ask him to stop so I could continue playing.

 Open Offer

The next time I encountered Elliot I suggested we go to the open offer area in the guest house and he agreed. We got out and followed the lighted path to the guest house. The curtains were dawn to keep the light away from the pool and Elliot and I stepped in to see five couples fucking away in the center of the room. Another couple was standing to the side. I guess waiting for an opening.

April was there underneath a hefty guy with extensive back hair. She saw me over his shoulder. "Come lay down," she said as he pumped away on her. "You'll get attention soon enough."

She was right. As soon as I found a spot and before I could position myself, the guy who had been standing to the side was there too. I lay on my back and he pushed in his average sized prick and began massaging himself with my vagina. After a short while another guy tapped his shoulder and asked, "to cut in." Did these guys think this was a dance?

I hadn't asked Judy about the etiquette for the open area but "Can I cut in?" after allowing a reasonable time seemed to be the normal method. I just relaxed and enjoyed the variety of cocks and techniques. I think word that Elliot and me were in the open offer area spread because it seemed like every couple descended on us. There was a line of guys waiting for me and another line of women waiting for Elliot and I'm sure I experienced every guy two or three times.

A sixty year old guy with a smallish cock but good at using it was getting me real worked up for the fourth time and I was hoping for another orgasm when the alarm clock went off signaling the end of the party. I grabbed him to me and said, "Just a bit longer." He worked on me for another four or five minutes and April tapped my shoulder to say I needed to get to the ballroom to say goodby.

April and me and Elliot and Chris and the old guy and his partner, a well built thirty year old, walked to the ballroom. On the way I turned on the pool lights.

 Afterwards

As the couples left every one of them handed either Elliot or me a business card with their name and a phone number and sometimes an e-mail address saying, call us anytime you feel like. The blue eyed guy was with a small, thin, dark haired asian with small breasts and a girlish figure. I checked the name thinking they were someone I might like to get with again, "Blake and Zhia Peterson".

Judy and April stayed behind and when all were gone, April told me the sixty year old guy I was fucking in the open offer was her dad's boss.

"He knows how to use that little prick," I told her.

After April and Judy left I laid down on one of the matresses and raised my arms, inviting Elliot to come to me.

"My penis is real sore," he said, coming over. "I don't think I can make love tonight."

His cock was pretty much deflated and I rolled back his foreskin. His tip was almost as red as when it was fully engorged. It was also very wrinkled, like a deflated balloon. "I guess you can have too much of a good thing," I told him. "When did it start hurting?"

I didn't notice until afterwards," he said.

"Look how wrinkly it is," I pointed out. "Like the skin is still stretched. I wonder if its irritated by your foreskin. I dont think it fits inside."

I rolled the foreskin all the way away from the tip and he said, "That feels better."

Since the cleaning people were coming and would take care of even the unused bedrooms, Elliot and I slept in the guest house. Susie and Corey always use it, with my fathers permission if not encouragement but I hadn't ever had much chance to. Anyway, me and Elliot just cuddled to sleep.

In the morning his cock was much better. When I woke up I peeked under his foreskin, waking him up and the tip was back to its usual pink, unwrinkled self. He woke up pretty quick and rolled over on me, his cock in my face and his mouth at my cunt. he lapped at my clit and finger fucked me to orgasm while I licked around his beet red tip and sucked on it. When the orgasm hit I sucked him in real deep with my tongue licking away. He jerked up and I held on as yummy sperm squirted into my throat.

Then I had him turn around and Magic Richard fucked me to another orgasm, the mystery ball stroking against my G-spot and pushing my cervix into my abdomen and the shaft rubbing my clit to climax.

A couple of weeks later I got an e-mail from the "Secretary" of the swingers group. It said that some of the members of the club had been diagnosed with herpes.

We all had to get tested and were clean but some of the members were kicked out of the club. Judy told me there was a herpes outbreak in a club a few month ago. So many members were infected they decided to let them stay in and many of the clean members broke off and started another club.

"The ones that have herpes can now join that infected club," she said.

I guess Susie was right about the clubs being a breeding ground for STDs but I still want to get with Blake and Zhia and maybe Aprils fathers boss.



Susie Ch. 25



Nude Beach

At the beginning of my 19th summer my life seemed to be falling into place and just about perfect. My last summer had begun with me in a bit of trouble with my parents. I and four of my friends had been inviting boys over to Judy's house for sex. One of the boys had told on us and as a result the parents broke us up. Back then I had graduated from high school with no idea what I would do with my life and planned to go to the local community college mostly just to put off having to make any decisions. I was working as the hostess at a local upscale coffee shop and felt like I might spend my entire life doing that or being a waitress. Now It's hard to imagine, but at that time I only knew Corey as my best friend Kaitlyn's brother.

Now, after one year of college I was 'betrothed' to Corey which means our parents have signed a contract that says we will marry each other after college. Now I had firm plans to become an Ob/Gyn. As part of our betrothal, Corey's father had provided me with an education fund. Even though that would provide for tuition, books, room and board, I still needed money for personal items. My family doctor, Dr. Jacobs, was helping me decide where to go to school and I was working at his office for the summer as a medical assistant. He kept hinting that I should go into general medicine and take over his practice.

I had also written an advice column for the school newspaper during my second semester and it had become a big hit especially because I didn't shy away from sexual discussions. I had become an expert at fending off complaints from parents and the more inhibited students. Dr. Jacobs helped by reviewing all the columns for accuracy and gave me hints about how to respond to complaints.

Corey calls me "Susan, Princess of Pleasure," and I call him "Sir Corey, Earl of Courtyard". The Courtyard Inn is where we had sex for the first time. Corey has a huge cock. I can't fit my fingers all the way around and when all the way inside me it fills me up past my belly button. Corey is going to Cal Tech and will graduate next year.

Corey's parents are divorced and his father has a big mansion with a guest house. When the guest house isn't being used for business visitors, which is almost always, Corey and I can use it for sex. We also go there to use the big pool and the hot tub. There is a small hot tub for the guest house and a bigger hot tub next to the pool. We always go nude when we use the pool and hot tub and Corey's father and his live in girlfriend Marianne also go nude.

In the middle of the summer we were sitting in the hot tub and I had a sudden urge, "Corey, I want to go to the beach for a change, a nude beach."

"What, why a nude beach?" he asked.

"I've never been and we always swim naked anyway. I want to walk naked on the beach and swim naked in the ocean."

"Well, I guess we can do that. I don't know exactly where the nude beaches are but I guess we can find out."

"Can we go tomorrow?" I started to get anxious and when I am anticipating something I tend to get 'horny', especially when Corey is nearby. I leaned over and kissed him, took his hand, moved it to my crotch and fondled his cock with my hand feeling it begin to enlarge at my touch. He began stroking my clit and rubbing my vaginal lips.

The summer was over a month old and we had had sex almost every day. "Today won't be any different," I thought as I felt Corey's finger enter my vagina.



Nude Beach

We didn't go the next day, but a week later. The day was overcast and cool. One of those days that you could expect great, sunny weather in the afternoon. We went down a steep path to a rocky beach and then along the beach with cliffs rising on one the side. "This place isn't easy to get to," I commented.

"I don't think they want people stumbling onto it inadvertently, so they pick less accessible beaches," Corey said in reply.

The beach became gravely and then we passed a sign saying "Clothing optional north of this point." I looked and on the back was a sign saying, "Clothing required south of this point."

"I sure hope the beach is a bit more sandy that this," I said as we crossed an area covered with rounded rocks about an inch in diameter.

Corey agreed, "me too."

The beach quickly became sandy. We passed a couple of older men in low beach chairs. The second yelled, "Hey, sexy, this is a nude beach," and made a show of spreading his legs so I could see his partially erect cock and balls.

"Give a girl a chance to find a spot to sit," I yelled back. "If you're looking to see tits and ass maybe you should just go to a nude bar."

"Do you think he's just sitting there to ogle the women?" I asked Corey quietly.

"Possibly," he said, "but I don't know why he isn't farther down the beach where they are." He pointed to a group of over a dozen people, guys and girls, playing volleyball or watching.

I took a quick glance back, "He has some big binoculars," I said.

"Figures," Corey responded. "Do you want to play volleyball? It's pretty nice here."

"I think we could stop near where they are playing and see if they want other players. We might want to see how good they are, I haven't played much. What about you?"

"I played in 'P.E.' in high school and I'm pretty awful," Corey said. "They won't want me if they're good players or if they're competitive."

"Why would they be competitive here?" I asked.

"Some guys, especially 'jocks', are just competitive by nature," Corey said. "Those guys look pretty well built."

"I suppose some guys come to show off their bodies, and some guys come to look," I said. "The girls are pretty well built too."

"I hadn't noticed," Corey said, innocently.

"Yeah, right," I replied. "But good answer."

"I really hadn't," he said.

As we put down our towels and began to undress I asked if he knew how far the nude beach extended.

"I understand it's about a half mile long,," he said. "At the other end is a public beach that runs about two miles along the cliffs until it comes to a river or lagoon outlet. To come in that way you park at the public beach parking, walk over the the outlet on the roadway and then the two miles of beach. I guess there is no safe way down the cliffs."

"Not many people here," I said looking north on the beach. "I don't see anyone up that way."

"Maybe more will come when it warms up," Corey said.

When I was naked, I said, "just a minute." Then I ran down the beach to where the older guy was staring through his binoculars. As I came up, he put them behind him. "I know you have those," I said, pointing. "I just came back to give you the view you wanted." I stopped about ten feet from him, pirouetted and ran back to Corey.

"You are such an exhibitionist," he said as I came back. "You are definitely in the 'came to show-off' category."

"You too," I said pointing to his slightly expanded cock.

"Well maybe you want to show me off," he said, "but I'm here to be with you. That puts me in the 'came to look' category, even if I have better views back at the guest house."

"Let's check out the volleyball," I said, grabbing his hand.



Nude Volleyball

The players looked to be college students. There seemed to be three teams, two playing and one watching. They were decent but not really good players. The game seemed to be a chance to show off and look at bodies. The girls, especially would make plays designed to spread legs and display sexual parts. The guys strutted around to show theirs off and preferred to land on their back when they dove for the ball. I thought they were doing it to show off their parts more that to keep them from being injured in the sand.

I could see most of the guys checking me out as we came up. Both the guys and the girls were obviously looking at Corey's cock. His body is more on the pudgy side.

As we stood and watched, one of the guys yelled, "Do you want to play?"

"Sure, but I'm not too good," I said.

"And I'm particularly awful," Corey added.

"Ringers, huh?" one of the girls said.

"No, just honest," Corey replied.

"The sexy doll can play with us," the guy said. "You can have 'honest penis boy'," he said to the other team on the court.

We joined in the rotation and quickly proved that we were not 'ringers'. I got into the hang of showing off. Corey didn't have the athletic skills to get to the ball and didn't even get the ball over the net when he served.

My team won and Corey's team went to the sideline as we played the third team. I got better and managed to make some good plays.

My team went to the sidelines after losing and a couple of the guys asked me about where I went to school. I told them I was in community college and that Corey was going to Cal Tech.

"Oh, a brain," One of them said, "The 'beauty and the geek'."

"I get all 'A's" too," I said, "and expect to go into pre-med."

"Can you be my doctor," one of the guys flirted.

"If you have a vagina, which I doubt," I answered. "I plan to be an OB/Gyn."

That answer got a laugh and cut off some of the flirting.

One of the girls asked me, "Do you go with him because of that cock? He's not too much to look at otherwise."

"No," I answered her, "I go with him because I love him and he loves me and cares for me, not that the sex isn't great. But, you know, it's not so much his penis as the way he treats me and makes sure I am satisfied. I don't think we have ever had sex without me having an orgasm, sometimes two."

"Because of the cock?" she asked.

"I don't think so," I replied. "He frequently brings me to orgasm during foreplay."

"Don't you have trouble getting it in?" another girl asked.

"Doesn't it hurt?" a third said.

"No, to both of you," I answered, "it goes in quite easily, as long as I am ready for it, and it goes all the way in, I can feel it pushing against my navel."

"Sure!" one of them said, "you're just putting us on."

"Believe what you want," I said.

Then I started asking them about their school and majors. All were from the local state college and three were education majors. The other was a health science major studying to be a dietitian. One of them had a boyfriend playing with us, another had no current boyfriend and said that the other two would "fuck anyone who asked them."

They objected, one saying, "only if he's cute."

I asked if they expected to fuck any the guys here. The one who insisted on 'cute' guys said she already had three offers and was going to accept one. The other said she had already accepted an offer.

"Do you fuck here on the beach?" I asked.

"Oh, sure!" they said. "We usually hang around until after dark and do it then."

"If we're lucky, there will be an orgy and we can share guys," the one looking for 'cute' guys said. "You can stay and participate if you want."

"I think we'll leave before dark," I said. "I only want Corey anyway."

Corey's team lost again and we went in to play. I noticed Corey talking to a couple of the girls on his team on the sideline. They were checking out his cock and touching it! I could see the boys looking at him jealously.

We won and then lost to Corey's team. As I left the 'court' I told everyone that I had enough volleyball and was going to sunbathe and swim for a while. I thanked them all for letting me play. Corey excused himself as well and we went over to our towels. 



We Relax

"I'm hot from the exercise," I said. "Let's get in the water."

We ran to the surf and spent time just bobbing in the waves making some poor attempts at body surfing.

"The sand is hard on my penis," Corey told me. "When I body surf, I keep scrapping it on the bottom. I was afraid to dive for balls on the volleyball 'court' for fear of what might happen to my privates. I'm not convinced guys are physically built for nude beaches."

I giggled, "I can believe that," I said. "I have to watch out for my tits."

"I suspect my penis and testicles are more vulnerable and sensitive," he said.

"Can't compare," I replied, "I've no experience with a cock and balls, just as you have no experience with tits and twats. My vagina collects sand like mad."

"So, do you want to leave?" he asked.

"Yes, in a bit, let's see how the sunbathing goes."

As we came out I noticed that the volleyball games had broken up and the players were horsing around. Guys were carrying girls into the water and throwing them in. They usually carried them so as to have a good feel of their privates and breasts. In the water they were splashing and diving and probably getting more.

The girls were showing off and sometimes would grab a cock or a couple of balls. That reminded me, "You were getting pretty familiar with a couple of those girls," I said.

"What?" Corey responded.

"Don't 'what' me," I said. "They were feeling your cock. I saw them."

"Oh," Corey said. They asked me if they could feel it and I wasn't sure what to say, so I agreed. The etiquette of this place has me confused, I thought it might not be appropriate to refuse their request."

"I think you can always say 'no' even at a nude beach," I informed him in no uncertain terms. "I wouldn't have let one of the guys finger me and they were coming on to me."

"It looked like you spent your time talking to the girls," Corey said.

"After I shut the guys down," I informed him. "Your 'beast' is mine alone! No other women allowed!"

"I'm sorry," he said and tried to kiss me.

I resisted a bit and then gave in. "Okay, apology accepted, don't let it happen again."

"I can always say, 'no'," he said. "I'll remember, and it won't happen again."



Taunt and Rejoinder

Not too much later a group of three girls and a guy came over to us. One of the girls was the girl with the boyfriend. She stood in front of Corey and said, "Your girlfriend here," she pointed at me, "says you always give her an orgasm. My boyfriend here needs to know how to do that."

I think she was teasing Corey and trying to embarrass me. She didn't believe that I almost always had an orgasm. Her boyfriend was vacillating between being embarrassed and wanting to be part of the joke. Corey took them seriously and started to explain how he gave me such pleasure. "It's important to know the entire girl, what she likes and dislikes," he told the guy. He leaned over and kissed one of my nipples, "Sorry, I was distracted," he said but everyone knew he intended it as an example. I really wanted that kiss and hoped for another. My nipples hardened and I noticed one of the other girl's nipples harden too.

He gestured to her and said, "Susan likes to have her nipples kissed and I can see you would like yours kissed too. Unfortunately for you, my lips are for Susie only," he kissed my other nipple. I moved behind him, put my arms around him and started rubbing his back with my tits.

"I can tell that Susie is pleased with me right now because she is rubbing her tits on my back" he said. "Isn't that right, princess?"

He turned his head around and kissed me. I said, "You know it, my prince," and continued applying my tits to his back.

He told them how foreplay is important. "Girls are different," he said.

"How would he know?" I thought, "He's only had sex with me."

He continued, "the guy needs to understand what she wants first and what she wants later. Most women like it slow and want you to start with less sexual touching and kissing. Start kissing the lips and neck and ears. Fondle her back and arms and legs. Don't move to the breasts and nipples until she is ready for more intimate touching. And save her most intimate parts for when she is really aroused.

"Here's a good technique for when she is partially aroused." He turned and demonstrated on me, "stroke her inner thigh just up to her privates but don't touch her privates or maybe brush them very gently." I arched my back to show them I loved what he was doing to me.

"You need to be aware of her arousal." He had turned with his back to me and I pushed my tits and body against him, reached around and began stroking his penis, feeling it harden to my touch. "You can tell Susan is aroused by what she's doing to me."

I could tell the other girls were aroused too. Both were pushing at their twats and one was also rubbing her breasts. Corey had also noticed. "These two girls look, 'ready to go'. And don't forget, women can tell you what they are feeling. Isn't that right, Susie?"

"You're doing great, and I'm ready for you to attend to my privates any time," I said.

"What about you girls?" he asked the others.

"Huh?" said one, she was distracted by her masturbation.

"Oh, yes," said the other. "I'm ready too. You can have me any time."

I glared at her but she was watching Corey, not me.

He continued, "when you do move to her privates, pay special attention to her clitoris and G-spot. Do you know where they are?"

"Of course!" said the guy. I could tell he had no clue.

"My clit is here at the front of my cunt," the girl said, rubbing at it. "And if you know where it is, Cliff, why don't you ever do anything with it?"

Corey, continued, "Cliff, it's good to rub the girls clit when you first, start to touch her privates, but licking at it seems to excite them the most."

"Your G-spot is on the front inside of your vagina," Corey told the girl. "Can I put my finger in and show you?" He turned to me to see if I would object.

I nodded, and the girls said "Okay, sure," with a note of excitement. Cliff looked a little jealous.

Corey put his finger inside her. "It's right here, kind of a rough area on the front. If you touch it right, she will have some kind of reaction."

I saw the corners of her mouth move suddenly up in a sort of smile. "There, did you see that, Cliff, she smiles a bit when you touch it right. You try."

Corey removed his finger and offered it to me to lick clean. It tasted salty and slightly sweet.

Cliff inserted his finger. "Not too far in," Corey said. "Feel the rougher area and stroke it gently in different spots watching for her smile."

"He said gently, Cliff," the girl said, "you're pushing too hard."

"Tell him when he's doing it the way that gives you the most pleasure," Corey told her, somewhat sternly. "You need to work with him if you want him to give you the most pleasure. And, Cliff, with Susan, there is nothing that gives me as much pleasure as having her writhing in orgasm. You can't believe what it does to my penis."

"Oh, that's good," the girl told Cliff. The edges of her mouth were twitching repeatedly.

"Yeah, look at that," Cliff laughed. "I can make your mouth twitch."

"Don't forget how to do that," the girl told him as he pulled his finger out.

"Can you do it to me?" one of the other girls asked Corey.

"No, have Cliff show your boyfriend," Corey said. "Cliff, every girl is different so you have to watch for the response, It's usually in the face but could be in the fingers or anywhere. The reaction can be very subtle. You need to know signs and watch for them to know what to do. My princess Susan's eyes water just slightly. She's special and sensitive so that makes it easy for me. Kind of like the princess and the pea, right beautiful princess." he kissed me as he finished.



Demonstration and Departure

I notice the other girls. One of them had her finger up her twat and a look of a coming orgasm. The other was clearly ready. Corey turned and sat on his beach towel. The group turned to leave. "Lie back," I told him. "Hey, I want to show you something I yelled." The group turned. I was standing over Corey with his immense erection pointing at the sky.

I squatted and positioned his penis at the entrance to my vagina. I pushed down and it slipped inside. I closed my eyes, reveling in the feeling as it filled me. Once it was all the way in I bent back and pulled up so they could clearly see it was inside me, not some optical trick, like me just sitting on it. Then I sat up and pushed it all the way in again.




Susie Ch. 25



Life changed for all three of them over the next few months. Jim and Susie had a few more sessions at the window together, but they never were alone again. Sandy's mom died so Sandy came home and the late-night window meetings stopped.

But Jim let her watch one more time, the night Sandy came home. He left the curtains open and Susie watched them as they made such passionate love. The first time they fucked it was frantic. Maybe that's why Sandy didn't notice that the curtains were open.

Then they spent some time touching, and when Jim arose to the occasion again, Sandy climbed on top. Sandy really had a nice body and Susie noted how comfortably she rode Jim's cock. 

Sandy was not slim any more, but she had a nice body. Her ass was bigger than Susie's but it was quite firm. Her large boobs had a slight sag to them, but they looked great as she rode Jim, bouncing, Jim's hands massaging them. Sandy looked like a real woman. Susie wondered what she would look like at Sandy's age.

Susie didn't get much sleep that night, because Jim and Sandy didn't get much sleep. They sucked and fucked, touched and rubbed most of the night. And Susie sat at her window in the dark and masturbated with them. She tried to cum when Sandy did. She was sore the next day.

Susie and Peter got together as often as they could. She finally told Peter that she loved him. Susie introduced Peter to her mom and dad and they seemed to like him. 

Their life became much more than sex. They dated, met each other's friends. Peter took her to the prom, was there for her graduation, and went with her and her mom to visit colleges. 

Susie ended up choosing the University of Georgia. She was going to study finance; she had a gift for numbers. Peter was sad that she was going so far away, but, really, it was only about three hours away. She assured him that she would come home a lot. And of course he could come see her.

A few weeks before she left for school Peter told her that he was thinking of joining the Air Force. "I can't work at the shoe store all my life," he told her.

Susie tried to be understanding. "The Air Force will teach me a skill that I can use after I get out. Anyway, it's only four years, and you'll be at college all that time."

Still, Susie was sad. She thought about war and what could happen if he had to go. But they resolved it all. He left for basic training right after she went to college.

The next four years went by in a blur. Peter ended up being stationed in Germany. They weren't able to get together but about twice a year, but when they did it was a week of true, exhausting passion. Peter noted how her body was maturing. Her boobs were getting bigger, from a c-cup to a d-cup. Her body was getting rounder, but only in a womanly way. She still had her small ass but her belly was more pronounced. She thought she still looked good and so did he.

And Susie was loving HIS body. Basic training really helped. He looked buff. And he had much more stamina and that helped a lot in the bedroom when he fucked her. He could rise to the occasion many times a night.

Susie never dated anyone else in college. She was in love with Peter. Peter and Susie would get together online occasionally, and they used the webcam to play for each other.

But she still had those desires to show off her body to others. She tried the shoe store thing, but it never was the same as with Peter.

Then she found out that a number of clubs in Atlanta had amateur nights. Atlanta was only about an hour and a half from Athens and no one would know her there. Whenever she needed some extra money she would head to Atlanta. 

She wasn't really afraid to go alone and she never really had any problems. She didn't always win, but she was always in the top three, and with the tips the trips always paid for themselves. 

Susie never had another night like that first one in the strip club. She never had an orgasm on stage again. But she did accept a few lap dances and one club would let her take guys to the VIP room. The bouncers looked out for her and sent the best tippers to her. She gave a few guys hand jobs and sucked one guy off, but he didn't taste like Jim or Peter. It wasn't the same.

Susie told Peter of some of her experiences at the club...but not everything. Peter was worried about her going alone to those clubs but she assured him that she was being careful. And Peter understood her need to show off to other men.

But her trips to Atlanta didn't happen enough to satisfy Susie's show off desires. She had gone boating at Sandy Creek Recreational area north of Athens and while they were there she saw an inlet that looked like it had some showoff possibilities. She looked it up on Goggle maps and saw that, while it was kinda remote, there was a road where she good and get close to it. The inlet looked like a good fishing spot...there had been a bass boat with two guys fishing there, and a rock outcrop above it....hmmmm.

The next weekend Susie drove up there by herself and figured out how to get to that inlet with the rock outcrop. She worked her way through the woods...it wasn't too far...and found herself at the outcrop.

And, wouldn't you know it, there was one bass boat in the inlet with two middle-aged men fishing and drinking beer.

Susie watched them from the bushes for a little bit. The outcrop was about fifteen feet above the water and from where she was, there didn't seem to be an easy way for the guys to get up there from the lake.

Susie already had a plan. This would be the hotel in Memphis without the window, she thought to herself.

She stepped out on the outcrop. The boat was on the other side of the inlet, probably 50 yards away. At first the guys didn't notice her but eventually one of the guys saw her and waved. She waved back.

Then she proceeded to take off her clothes. She acted like this was a natural thing to do. One guy noticed what she was doing and said something to the other guy who turned to look. 

Susie ignored them at first, just undressing, looking at the scenery. In a minute she heard the whirling of their trolling motor. She saw that they were coming her way. She was down to her bra and panties and she waved at them. It was obvious that she wasn't just wearing a bikini, that it really was her bra and panties.

She stood there looking over the lake as they got closer.

"Hello," one of them called out.

"Hi. How's the fishing?"

"Been pretty slow...boring...until now."

"Oh? What do you mean until now?" she teased.

"Well it's not every day a pretty girl comes out here and strips down to her bra and panties," he laughed.

Susie smiled. "You like?"

"Oh, yes. You are a beautiful woman."

"Thank you." Susie let it hang for a minute. Then she asked "Would you like to see more?"

The two guys looked at each other. "Are you offering?"

"Only for you to look. Is that agreeable to you?"

They didn't have to confer on that one. "Yeah," both answered at once.

"What would you like?"

There was silence for a bit as they considered how to proceed.

"Would you take off your bra?"

"OK." Susie reached behind her and undid her bra. She took it off and laid it down on the rest of her clothes. She assumed her Superman pose, hands on hips, looking out over the water.

"Very nice," one of them said.

Susie didn't say anything. She just let them look. They were right at the bottom of the outcrop, looking up at her.

"What about the panties?"

"What about the panties?"

"Would you take them off too?"

"You want me to take off my panties and stand here stark naked for you?"

That embarrassed them. In a minute one of them said "Yes."

"OK." Susie hooked her thumbs in her panties and lowered them and stepped out of them, then resumed her Superman pose.

"Wow," one of them whistled.

Susie started to run her hands on her body, up her sides, up under her breasts, lifting them up, squeezing them. She turned around and let them look at her ass.

"God," she heard one of them mutter. You haven't seen anything yet, she thought.

She turned around and walked right to the edge and sat down with her legs parted. She brought her hand down her belly to her pussy. She ran her fingers down her pussy lips. Then she opened her pussy so they could see her pink inside. She was looking right at them. They were looking at her pussy.

"Take out your cocks," she said. They both stood up and dropped their shorts and underwear. They were both already hard. One was long and one was shorter but fatter. Just like Jim and Peter, she thought with a giggle.

"Pull on them for me." They both sat down and started stroking their cocks. Susie put her finger inside her cunt. Her other hand went to her boobs and for the next little bit they all masturbated together.

"Are you guys married?"

They looked at each other. Both nodded. "Your wife ever do this for you?" Both shook their heads.

"Ever jack off for them?" Once again both shook their heads.

"Well, what do you say we all cum for each other?" Both smiled. Susie thought to herself, what a stupid question.

For the next little bit they all concentrated on each other's bodies and worked themselves up. Susie felt her orgasm starting in her ass. She raised her ass. "I'm ready to cum." Both guys sped up their strokes. She tried to concentrate on their cocks but as her orgasm overtook her body she closed her eyes and grunted and moaned. "I'm cumming!"

It felt wonderful, the hot sun on her body, the image of two guys pulling their cocks for her. As her orgasm subsided she heard a grunt. She opened her eyes in time to see one of the guys shoot out of the boat. In a minute the other grunted and did the same.

When she got her breath back she stood up and gathered her clothes. "Same time next week?" she asked as she started to put on her panties.

They met three more weekends. They talked more each week and got to know each other better. They were both perfect gentlemen. They never tried to do anything more than watch and play. Both were happily married, but both admitted that this was the most awesome thing they ever experienced.

Peter would want to know all the details and they would have some wonderful times on the webcam together, with Susie telling him all the details.

Then the semester was over and she never went back to the rock again.



Susie Ch. 25



I had a thought and felt around my navel. I could feel it inside me. "You can feel it here at my navel too," I said.

One of the girls came over and felt my belly. "It's really all the way up to here," she yelled back to the others. They all came and felt my belly.

As they left, I yelled to them, "I've always been telling you the truth. I think you can see how Corey can get me to orgasm practically without touching me. I once almost had an orgasm in front of his mother because I was just thinking about things he said to me."

I watched them leave, talking to each other. I rotated my body on the shaft inside me and leaned down to kiss Corey. He hugged my and caressed my back and butt. I told him, "I'm ready to leave now," as I released the kiss.

As we dressed I saw the entire group of volleyball players gathered around the girls we had been talking with. One or another of them would take glances in our direction. I sensed a bit of jealousy in the girls and some anger mixed with the jealousy among several of the guys. I told Corey I was anxious to leave. and we quickly gathered our stuff and waved at the group as we walked away.

Corey kissed me and said, "What was that about -- feeling my cock through your belly. You've never done that before, it feels really good when you push against it from the outside like that."

"I had told them during one of the volleyball games that you fill me up to my navel. I could just tell from how it feels inside. It occurred to me that I might be able to feel it from the outside."

"Was that what getting me inside you was all about?" he said.

"No, it was because several of the girls were kidding me saying that you were so big I couldn't fit you inside me. They didn't believe me when I said fit all the way in. I just wanted to show them."

The old guys were gone and I said, "I don't like this place. All the guys are really just looking to see naked girls and the girls are here to show off to them. I expected people just having fun and enjoying the freedom and feeling of being naked. Not to mention the sand in parts of my body where it doesn't belong. It's not at all what I expected."

"I didn't like it a lot either," Corey told me. "For all the reasons you mentioned as well as a strong feeling that everyone was jealous of us." Then as we pasased a group of men and women in thier late twenties who smiled and noded at us he added, "I doubt that everyone who comes here is like that."

As we approached the car I said, "I'm ready for sex and don't want to wait. Can we stop at a motel?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Corey responded with a big smile.



 Motel

"I need to get this sand out of my vagina too," I told him. "I could feel it scraping inside when I sat on you."

"It was a bit uncomfortable," he said, "especially since it's such a tight fit."

I asked him to stop at a drug or convenience store and bought a vaginal douche.

"What did you get?" he asked me. I showed him and he asked, "What is it?"

"A vaginal douche for cleaning vaginas," I said.

"I never knew such things existed, do you use them a lot?" He asked.

"This will be the first time but I think I need something to help get the sand out." I told him. At the guest house I just rinse inside with the hose or sitting on a hot tub nozzle.

We found a small motel and Corey checked us in. The room was small and furnished only with a double bed and a dresser. "Quite a step down from the Courtyard," I said, referring to the hotel where we had sex for the first time. "Do you want to help with this," I held up the douche.

"If I can, I will," Corey said. "I'd love to watch anyway."

After undressing I stood in the shower and read the directions. After squeezing the content in I felt inside. "I think there's still some sand in there," I said. "What do you think?"

Corey felt inside. "Yes I think there is. Let's fill the bottle with water to see if we can get it out."

We rinsed a couple of times with just water and Corey felt inside again. "let me see if I can just pull these few grains out," he said. "Come lie on the bed."

As I lay there he kept sticking his fingers in and pulling grains of sand out. Usually it felt good but once in a while the sand scratched.

"There, I think you're ready for action again," he told me. "What do you think?"

I felt around and there didn't seem to be any more sand inside. "Time for the acid test," I said, "let's make love."

Corey undressed and we lay in bed caressing and kissing. He used all his skills at lovemaking on me, as always.

He began by kissing me firmly, yet gently on my lips and lightly stroking my back. I moved my fingers through his chest hair and returned his kiss, along with my tongue. He fondled my tongue with his and pushed his into my mouth. At the same time he moved one hand to my butt and squeezed my but cheek and began stroking his finger in my butt crack.

I moved my hand to his back and he began gently kissing and licking my neck and ears. The feeling was exquisite and I arched my head back and parted my legs. he moved his leg between mine and began moving his thigh against my twat. I moved one hand to feel his beast which was already fully erect but getting harder. He began to fondle my breasts and finger my nipples which were hard and erect. I pushed my crotch up against his leg to get the full feeling of his movement on my labia and he began to kiss my breasts and lick at my nipples. I moaned and began to move my hips from side to side, feeling his leg moving against my twat.

His leg moved from between mine and he began kissing down my abdomen while stroking at my labia, then my clit and finally moving a finger into my vagina. I moved my hips and spread my legs more to allow him full access. I was breathing heavily and my skin tingled with excitement.

His mouth reached my crotch and he began licking at my clit, two fingers were now inside my vagina and stroking in a manner which increased my excitement every second. I arched my back in pleasure and moaned. Corey moved his free hand to my breast and began rolling a nipple between his thumb and finger. An electric jolt of pleasure surged from my nipple to my clit and up the inside of my vagina. I yelled out as the thrill of ecstasy engulfed my body. Corey continued his licking and stocking and fondling as the orgasm continued. My vagina spasmed. I pumped my back up and down and my abdomen writhed in ecstasy.

Before the orgasm subsided, Corey moved up, positioned his penile beast at the entrance to my vaginal cave and slowly allowed the beast to enter. As each centimeter entered, an orgasmic spasm thrilled my body. The beast nestled against my cervix and began pushing it inside my abdomen. My vagina stretched and spasmed, stretched and spasmed as my body continued to throb in pleasure. I heard my own voice repeating, "Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!" in time with my orgasm.

The beast was entirely inside, stretching my vagina seemingly to its limit and began to withdraw. The orgasm continued and Corey began pumping in and out, in and out as I writhed and throbbed with excruciating pleasure. How long could this continue? It seemed to go on forever. Corey had never caused my orgasms to last this long.

"Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!" I continued to yell as Corey's pumping moved with the beat of my spasms. "Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh!" Another full fledged orgasm coursed through my body. In my excitement I could feel the semen rushing through Corey's penis and filling the condom at its tip. Corey jerked and groaned. As he jerked he pushed his beast into me and the semen squeezed inside the condom along the sides of my vagina and oozed onto my butt. He hugged me tightly and planted a kiss on my lips. I hugged and kissed back as I luxuriated in the feel of my spasming vagina, twitching abdomen, throbbing heart and his semen spewing, jerking penis inside me. My orgasm subsided and I fell asleep with his penis still twitching inside me.

It was dark when I awoke. Corey was asleep, still on top of me and I felt his relaxed penis inside. I wanted to keep him inside but I was feeling uncomfortable from his weight and I needed to go to the bathroom. I gently moved him off me and he awoke saying sleepily, "I love you, princess Susan."

"I love you too, my prince but I must use the bathroom," I said as I got up. I peed and then spent some time cleaning the semen from my rear. "There must be a puddle of it on the bed," I thought. I also realized that I hadn't told my parents I would be late. I had assumed we would make love and then leave in order to get home before dark.

The last time I had failed to tell them they were very angry. Of course that had been a school night. That night Corey and I had been at the guest house and they called there to find out I was okay. They had no idea where I was tonight. "They are probably worried," I thought. "What time is it anyway?"

Corey was sleeping when I returned. There was no clock in the room but I found Corey's watch, it was only 9:00.

I called home and told my mom that Corey and I were in a motel. We were tired after the beach, I told her and decided it would be best not to drive all the way home tonight. She seemed satisfied and I lay down behind Corey, put my arms around him, and fell asleep.



Morning

Corey woke up first and as he turned to me I awoke. After we kissed I told him, "Corey, last night was, .. was, well, ... incredible. My orgasm went on and on and on, I have never had so much pleasure for so long. Maybe you have made me cum more intensely but, ... but, the best word I have for it is 'exquisite'. That was the most exquisite experience of my life. Thank you!"

He laughed lightly in joy, "Well you are welcome, your pleasure is my pleasure. It did seem like you were enjoying yourself. The only thing I did differently was to enter you almost as soon as your orgasm started rather than waiting for it to die away."

"Your beast has my permission, even my request, to enter my cave during my orgasm anytime!" I told him.

We went into the bathroom to shower together. I held Corey's cock while he peed. I like the feeling of the urine streaming through and I make designs in the toilet by moving it around. I had first done it the first time we had sex and I still found it fascinating. I peed while Corey adjusted the shower water then I got in with him.

He had semen all over his pubic hair and on his butt. I scrubbed and pulled my fingers through his hair until he was clean. I soaped up my hands and spent a few minutes rubbing his cock with my soapy hands. He started washing me at the same time. He spent extra time on my breasts and then rubbing in and out at my crotch. I was starting to tingle again as he rubbed, caressed and fondled me with his slippery hands and body.

Suddenly I felt his cock jerk in my hand. I looked down to see the white goo streaming out. It jerked again and squirted onto my belly. I held on and massaged it as it jerked in order to get every drop out. I leaned down and licked at the tip. I don't care for the taste of semen but just felt like it. It tasted better than usual, nice and salty without its usual musky odor and taste.

Corey continued to fondle my crotch. I scrubbed the semen off my belly and asked him to get it off my pubic hair. He obliged and I said I needed to rinse off so he stopped pushing at my twat and we both rinsed. Each of us 'helped' the other be sure their privates were nice and soap free.

As he dried my body I asked him what he thought of the girls at the nude beach. "The were all really attractive," I said.

"Yes, I suppose they were," he replied. "But I wouldn't give up 'Princess Susan' for the lot. They weren't any more attractive than you and they were blatantly vain about it. I don't think they were very nice. The only part of me they were really interested in was my cock."

"I guess you're right," I said in reply. "There's that one girl who came over asking about sex. She was interested in your knowledge."

"No, she wasn't," Corey told me. "I think she was really just trying to show us up in front of her friends and boyfriend. She was totally taken aback by my knowledge and then used it against her boyfriend. I'm glad I'm not her boyfriend. If I were I would probably have broken it off within a few days."

"I felt sorry for that girl at first," I told him. "Because her boyfriend not only wasn't sensitive to her but didn't seem to be able to be sensitive to her. But she certainly wasn't very sensitive to him either. I didn't think how embarrassing it must have been for her to drag him over to some other guy for sex advice. And then to act like this other guy knew more than he did. No wonder the boys seemed angry. They might have thought they were angry at you but it's really the girls they are with that make them angry. Thank God, I'm with you!' I gave him a big hug and a kiss.

Then I asked him, "When you were talking about how to please girls you talked a lot about how girls are different and the different things that can please them. How do you know all that when I'm the only girl you've been with? I am aren't I?"

"Yes, you're my first and only," he said. "I've talked to other guys, especially those you and I have talked to about sex. I've also talked to some girls and listened to them talking to each other."

"What girls do you talk to about sex?" I asked.

"Well, besides you, there are Sally and Karen, there's Brenda and Yvonne and, of course, Kaitlyn. I think I got most of what I know sitting next to you as you give advice to other girls."

"You talk about sex with your sister? And when do you have time for all those other girls? You just start talking about sex with them?"

"Whoa!" he said, 'Of course I talk about sex with Kaitlyn, she wants to know all about it and, for some reason seems to like to tell me about her experiences. Anyway, ever since you and I have been together she does."

"You tell her about what we do together?" I said in astonishment and with some disgust.

"Well you tell her about it," he said. "She is usually telling me the details and I maybe correct her. I guess we have gotten in the habit of me telling her the male side of the story."

"Corey, you don't!" I began to show some anger.

"Susan," he said, calmly, "I won't do it if it really bothers you, but, for example you are likely to tell her that you had a really long orgasm last night and maybe describe your feelings to her. She would likely come to my bedroom that evening and say something like, 'so you sent Susan on a long trip to ecstasy the other night.' I might acknowledge it and she would ask about what it felt like for me and I would tell her how much I enjoy it when you are excited. She might question me about how I did it and I might tell her about entering you during orgasm."

"Corey!" I said with my upset showing.

"Well, I might. She has a way of asking for details. Sometimes she asks things like, 'exactly where were your hands?' or 'did Susie cum first?' or even 'Was she wet when your cock went in?' She's really very explicit. She's the same way when she tells me about her experiences, telling me when she touched the guys penis and what he did with it and when. I think knowing that you and I have sex makes it easier for her to talk to me about it. I won't talk to her about our sexual activity any more, Susan, princess. I'm sorry. I didn't know it would upset you."

He gave me a big hug and a kiss which I didn't return.

"Susan, please, don't be angry. I know you tell Kaitlyn all about our encounters. I thought it would be okay to talk to her about them. I know you tell her about how my penis fills you up and about what my semen feels like when I ejaculate and how you touch my penis and testicles. You tell her every detail! I thought it would be okay. You know how she is when she wants to know something. I'm sorry."

"What about those other girls? Do you tell them the details of our sexual activities too?" I demanded.

"Susan, of course not!" he said with a tone of exasperation. "Usually, I'm just standing or sitting nearby when they talk to other guys or girls," the ones he had named hung around with his friends a lot. Sally has a tendency to discuss her sexual exploits with the guys she has sex with when I am around. Sometimes she talks pretty explicitly with them. I think she and Karen are both comfortable with being open with me since you and I had that sex education session. Karen sometimes asks me about how boys feel during sexual activities of various kinds. I NEVER talk to them about us, Susan, and I don't go around asking them about sex. I only talk to Kaitlyn about us because you have already told her a lot and I am just answering her questions."

I was starting to calm down. "I didn't know Kaitlyn was having sex with guys," I said.

"You sure seem to tell her everything we do," he said, "don't you talk to her about what she is up to?"

"I think she is afraid I won't approve after what happened with Johnny," I told him. Johnny was a guy who we had started on a life of extensive sexual activity when a group of girls in middle school had sex with him. He knew a lot about sex and after that experience he was fucking every girl he could find, including Kaitlyn quite regularly. I was upset at her, mostly because a guy who was as promiscuous as Johnny could be carrying sexual diseases. She finally broke it off with him and he was in prison for sex with under age girls.

"Well, maybe that's why she talks to me about it," Corey said. "I think if you talk to her about her sexual activity then maybe she won't be talking to me so much."

I was calmer now and told him, "I guess it's okay for you to talk to her about us. I was just surprised. I guess I was upset about you talking with all those other girls about sex."

"Susan, I really don't talk to other girls about sex," he told me. "I just hear things and answer questions. You talk to them and other boys more about sex than I do."

"How do you know I talk about sex to them?" I asked.

"Most of the time I'm there with you, princess," he said. "I'm sitting or standing next to you during the conversations and I've read all your school newspaper columns including some that didn't get published."

"Oh," I concluded and finally returned his kiss.



Susie Ch. 26



Changes

I had just turned twenty and anticipation of change filled my thoughts. I was finishing my second year of community college and next spring I would be starting pre-med courses at USC. I would be spending one more semester at community college to complete courses which would allow me to start as an upper division student at USC. I had not anticipated entering medical school in high school and so I had to take make-up classes my first semesters at community college.

I worked a couple of afternoons a week as a medical assistant for Dr. Jacobs, my family doctor. He had helped me decide on USC. I would work full time for him over the summer. Dr. Jacobs kept hinting that I should become his partner and take over his practice when I got my MD. But I had other plans.

My best friend since middle school, Kaitlyn, was also finishing her second year as a business major at community college but wasn't planning on continuing. She had a job as a receptionist with her father's PR firm that she hoped would allow her to some day take over the firm. She was still kind of seeing Elliot but now had a group of what she called her "fuck buddies". There were three women and four guys, including Kaitlyn and Elliot. She had enjoyed hosting a swingers party with our friend Judy but a herpes scare among the group had convinced her that a small group was better. Every one of the members had tested clean and they promised not to have sex outside of the group. I guess they had sex with one another whenever two of them felt like it and agreed. I was surprised that it seemed to be working and all the members of the group also went out with others not in the group.

The biggest change was that my fiance, Corey, Kaitlyn's brother, would be graduating, with honors, from CalTech. He had accepted an internship at a company in Chicago and also would be attending the University of Chicago for a semester. This would be a long time to be without him. We had been together for two years and had been having sex weekly and almost every day during the summer.

I finished the final, farewell column of my popular advice column, "Susie, Says," for the community college newspaper and thought about Corey leaving. I wanted the last night before he left to be extra special. It wasn't easy deciding what to do.

Farewell Plans

I debated going to a hotel or maybe doing something unusual like an outdoor sex session. But I always came back to one choice. Most of the time we had sex in the guest house of his father's mansion. We had also been to some hotels but the guest house was always our favorite. Not only did it have a hot tub and pool that we had almost to ourselves, there was a kitchen and a place where we could eat. We frequently spent whole weekends naked and enjoying the sight and touch of our bodies. There was just something about the place. I would really miss going there while Corey was gone.

But if we spent his last night in the guest house, how could I make it special? I hoped that just spending the time in the place we would both be away from could be special enough and maybe I could think of something I could do to add to his pleasure.

For Kaitlyn's twentieth birthday her father had held a pool party. Kaitlyn had decided to have it be clothing optional and afterwards had convinced her father to allow her "fuck buddies" to use the guest house afterwards. She wanted me to have another clothing optional pool party for Corey's going away. "The pool party will get Corey really ready for the guest house," she said. I knew she was also thinking of getting her father to agree to let her have one of her fuck buddies in the other guest house bedroom. I declined but told her she could set up any sort of family event she wanted.

Well, she set up a pool party for the day before Corey was leaving. That was the same day I wanted to do something special. Because some of Corey's more inhibited family members and friends were attending, her father insisted that bathing suits be worn. Not only that but he offered the guest house and mansion bedrooms to some family members who would be coming from out of town. That meant that Corey and I wouldn't have the guest house. It also meant that Corey would likely be expected to hang around the mansion until late saying good-byes.

I didn't want a hotel but realized that some of our best sex occurred in new and different locations. One place came to mind, my bedroom. My parents would almost certainly object, much as they liked Corey, and even though they knew we had sex at least once a week and even more in the summer. "I bet sneaking Corey into the house would be a turn on," I thought. My parents would be at Corey's party and maybe I could convince them to spend the night at a hotel. Then Corey and I could just go in. "Except for Cathy," I thought. Cathy was my 16 year old sister.

Since there was no way to do it without Corey's cooperation I told him about my idea. "I guess spending the night in your bedroom would be okay," he said. "but I'm not going to sneak around. You need to get your parents' to agree." Then he added, "Don't you have a twin bed? Won't it be a little crowded?"

"Sounds good to me," I smiled back at him thinking that if I got my parents out of the house we could use their bed.

The idea just stuck in my mind and I started dropping hints about my parents staying at a hotel. I also started fixing up my bed room with new sheets, bedspread, curtains all picked to, I thought, make the room seem more romantic for Corey. Of course my mother noticed. "My, you have this place really decorated," she commented one evening. "A bit unusual for you, and the decor is not your usual choice either."

My Bedroom

I sensed that she was waiting for an explanation. I debated saying that my tastes had changed and I felt a bit more feminine but before I could stammer out the fib my conscience forced the truth to the front of my mind. It also reminded me of how my relationship with my mom had really improved over the last year or so. I had been able to comfortably talk to her about anything, including Corey and sex. She even responded by talking about sex with my Dad. I risked the truth, "Mommy, I want to have Corey spend the night before he leaves here. Because of his family we won't be able to use the guest house and I don't want to get a hotel room."

She didn't say, "No," but began to raise objections, "You only have a twin bed. What about Cathy? Won't Corey be inhibited with us here? You know we don't approve of you and Corey having sex. What about Cathy, what does it say to her? ... " 

I chose not to respond to the individual objections and questions. I saw them all as irrelevant or easily solvable. "So should I just get a hotel room? We will have sex you know."

"But what about Cathy?" she said. By asking this question she seemed to be agreeing to Corey and I using my bedroom. It was almost as if this was her only valid objection. Ever since I had become sexually active she had worried about the effect on Cathy.

"She knows Corey and I have sex," I said. "It's not a secret."

"But right here in the house. And you aren't the quietest lovers either."

"You should talk," I commented. Cathy and I frequently heard my father and her having sex and she really let loose when she had an orgasm.

That was probably not a good thing to say. "But we're married," she mumbled coldly and continued into her room.

But there were things to consider. I did have just a twin bed. It seemed nice and cozy for Corey and me to be snuggled up in the small space. But, ... Corey was a big guy. And, he had expressed a concern. And, though it might be cozy, after an hour or more it might get cramped and make it difficult to sleep. For that matter, it was nice to have a lot of room for wild and uninhibited activity. In such a small space options for positions would be limited and it would be difficult to move from one to another.

She had asked whether Corey would be inhibited but the fact was, I thought, I may be inhibited with Mommy and Daddy and Cathy just across the hall possibly listening for evidence of our our activity.

And, ... What about Cathy? Mommy may have been worried about her but I worried too. I think I worried more than Mommy. Cathy seemed to be eager for sexual experiences and frequently asked about sex. She had once expressed a desire to get laid just to lose her virginity, not caring what boy she did it with. I felt guilty, with Cathy on my conscience.

I went to my mother's bedroom. The door was closed and I tapped. "Yes,..." she said.

"Can I talk to you Mommy? About having Corey here?"

"Of course dear," she responded, "Come in."

She was changing out of her work clothes into shorts and a casual blouse. "What is it?"

"I'm sorry for my comment about 'you shouldn't talk,'," I started. "That wasn't appropriate. You're right about me only having a twin bed too. And about being inhibited. And I'm concerned about Cathy too."

"So you agree that it wouldn't be appropriate to have Corey here." she stated quite matter of factly.

"No, Mommy, I still want him to come here. I just agree there are some issues to resolve."

"So, you see a resolution?"

I gulped, blatantly stating what I had been thinking about and hinting about seemed another risk. "Well, If you and Daddy stayed in a hotel than Corey and I could use your bed and wouldn't be inhibited and Cathy could stay with you or stay overnight with one of her friends. It seems she's always wanting to do that anyway."

"I see," she said and paused. "I think I understand why you have been suggesting we stay at a hotel after Corey's going away party."

"Yes," I said, "I guess I should have just come out and told you."

"No harm," she replied. "But I don't think we will be getting a hotel and I don't think it's a good idea to have Corey here."

"Can't we consider how to make it work?" I asked. "I really want his last night to be special and I think this could do it."

"You've stayed in hotels before. Why not do that?"

I wondered whether there was some way to get her to realize that she was admitting that we were going to have sex and maybe even encouraging it. "I want something special, something different."

"I would think a nice hotel would be different. You seem to spend most of your time in that guest house."

"But hotels are just hotels. They're all alike inside. I want something really different."

"Your room is just a room."

"But it's my room . And we've never spent a night there. I've never had sex in my room. It's special because it's my room. It has, ..., uhh, it has some kind of special emotional value to be doing it in my room. It's, like, my room is where I grew into a woman. It's almost like losing my virginity. My room, losing its virginity. Giving its virginity, part of my virginity, to Corey. Don't you see?"

She paused a bit in thought and completed dressing. "Yes I certainly see. And when you put it in those terms it makes me perhaps more reluctant to agree. I'm not sure I want your room to 'lose its virginity'."

"Mommy, think how special it will be to Corey."

"From the sound of it, more special to you. I doubt Corey will understand that he is being given some kind of special gift of your room's virginity."

I paused. She was probably right. Being the first, maybe only man to have sex in my room would probably not be something he would consider significant. "But he would feel special that I am having him over in my room," I claimed. "And it would be different."

"Maybe you should look for something different in the way of a hotel," she stated. "The weather is good now, maybe a night under the stars. That should be romantic for you."

"Where can we be sure to be able to have sex outside without possibly being discovered?"

"Maybe you should consider that a nice night together without any sex is the best way to go."

"Mommy, you can't be serious."

"Yes, dear, I can 'be serious'. You don't need to have sex to be close."

"I know, but this is Corey's last night! It will be months before I see him again!"

"Perhaps you should leave him with the knowledge of how nice it is to have you close rather than with a memory of sex."

"Oh, Mommy!" I couldn't tell if she was pretending or was actually that dense.

Surprisingly that evening Mommy mentioned to Daddy that I wanted to have Corey sleep over the night before he left. Even more surprisingly he seemed to think it might be okay.

Mommy said she didn't think it was a good idea and mentioned the issue of my twin bed. She didn't say anything about Cathy.

"I just want something special, and something different," I said, adding, "we'll have sex somewhere anyway."

Mommy repeated the idea of an outdoor night and I responded with my objection of not knowing anyplace we could really have sex outdoors, adding, "Corey's not much of an outdoor type."

Mommy countered by saying, "He might enjoy a night under the stars with you. Doesn't it sound romantic."

Daddy made a suggestion that stopped the discussion and made me think, "Why not just sleep outdoors at Corey's -- or in our backyard?"

My mind examined the possibilities and I agreed, "Sure, what about the back yard? Wouldn't that be okay?"

Mommy was caught by surprise and reluctantly agreed.

Farewell Sex

After Corey's going away party most of the guests left but Corey and I stayed behind and talked with those relatives who were staying in the guest house. I had counted on that and it was well after midnight when we left.

I felt the thrill of anticipation as he drove us to my house and I felt a strong tickle in my clit. I tightened my crotch muscles, imagining Corey's huge cock entering my "cave".

At my home everyone was asleep and I whispered, "Quiet, we don't want to wake anyone." And added, "we can undress in my bedroom."

I took Corey upstairs and turned on the pink night light I had plugged in. The room was bathed in a soft, pinkish glow as I closed the door behind us. Then I lighted the dozen caramel/apple/cinnamon scented candles I had placed in the room this morning. I slipped off my sandals. "Undress me," I said softly to Corey after giving him a soft and impassioned kiss.

"Slowly," I added as I raised my arms so he could pull off my blouse. Ny nipples hardened as he pulled it over my head and I brushed my hand over his crotch as I brought them down and slowly turned for him to unhook my bra. His penis was still limp under his shorts. I wondered why he didn't feel the strong sense of anticipation. I don't think I had ever been as ready for him. At least not while I was still dressed.

I let my bra fall and grabbed his hands pulling them to cup my breasts. I pushed back into his body and threw my head back into him. I felt his penis stirring against the small of my back as he massaged my breasts and lowered his head to kiss my neck.

I pushed his hands down to my waist band, forcing them underneath. He caressed my abdomen as I undulated against his body, doing my best to make contact with his enlarging beast. I pushed his hands further down, wanting him to remove my shorts and panties. Instead he pushed down and began fingering my clit. That was fine with me. I arched my back and pushed back against his fingers, rotating my hips.

But I wanted to be naked, "take them off," I whispered. "Pull them down." He did as I asked and I moved away, turning to display my body to him in the soft flickering light.

I went over and began unbuttoning his shirt. He reached behind me to massaged my butt and caress my back.

His shirt fell to the floor and he had to take his hands away from me so I could pull his undershirt over his head. As his head emerged from the shirt and his arms were still entangled, I kissed him, swirling my tongue around the inside of his mouth. As his hands came free, he grabbed me tightly against his body, increasing the pressure of the kiss and his tongue explored my mouth. Without releasing the kiss, I unhooked and unzipped his fly.

I reached in and began stroking the tip of his cock, continuing the kiss. I felt the slight dampness of 'pre-cum', on my finger. That made me aware of the cool dampness slowly moving down my leg from my cunt.

I broke off the kiss, licked the salty pre-cum from my finger and pulled his shorts and briefs to his ankles together.

Leaving him to get his legs free I jumped on my bed. "Take me," I said to him, my legs and arms spread wide. "Take me, here in the bed of my girlhood."

In his excitement he was struggling with the clothing at his ankles. "What?" he said.

"Take me," I repeated, "here. Here in this bed where I slept as a girl, as a virgin maiden. I want you to fuck me here. I want to be a 'woman' in this bed."

"I thought we were going to sleep outside," he said, his feet finally free. His huge cock stiff and erect before him.

"We are," I replied, but first we are going to have sex in this bed. Like I said, in this bed, the bed of my girlhood."

I don't think he got it. Well, he got the part about "take me."

"Your girlhood?" he said as he moved to begin licking at my genitals.

"Corey, I just want your beast in my cave," I told him. "It's ready now."

As he moved his body on top of me, his legs between mine and his beast nuzzling the fleshy 'curtains' at the entrance to my 'cave' I attempted a brief explanation. "I've slept in this bed since I was six or seven, except for a new mattress a couple of years ago. I've never had sex here. It's like a 'virgin' bed. I don't want it to be a virgin any longer. When I sleep here while you are gone I want to remember what we do tonight. I want this bed, this room, to be a part of the memory, to be a reminder of us, of you." The beast slowly and easily entered me as I spoke. It filled my abdomen and sent a thrill through my body. I arched my back realizing I would be 'cumming' especially quickly tonight.

He pulled out and pushed smoothly in. A chill shot through my body and I yelped loudly, "Oh!"

As he pulled out again I remembered where we were, "Corey, stop." Only the tip of his cock was inside, its breadth pushed against my clit and I could feel it was about to slide over my G-spot.

"What, Princess?"

I first thought I would ask to be on top so I could control the motion and perhaps keep from cumming. But the sensation spreading through my body made it clear I was going to cum quickly no matter what. Instead I took a moment to ready myself and prepare for the sensation I knew was coming. I was determined not to wake the house. "Take it easy, Corey."

He pushed in slowly, the tip slid across my G-spot sending a tingle of pleasure through my body. The huge shaft rubbed against my clit and then my G-spot for its entire length. it pushed my cervix into my abdomen. The tingle turned into a wave of delight. I sucked in my breath and tightened all my muscles to hold back the orgasm. I was successful.

Corey moved his hips and the beast slid out, past my G-spot and rubbed my clit. The pressure in my abdomen eased. I gasped, sucking in a huge breath, not sure what his next thrust would bring.

As soon as the huge tip touched my G-spot I knew I would be unable to hold back. I tightened my muscles and kept my mouth tightly closed to prevent any noise from emerging. As my cervix pushed up inside me I was unable to hold back a loud squeak, "EEEEE!"

I held the orgasm back as the beast withdrew and steeled myself for its next movement. "AAAAH!" I screamed as Corey thrust in slowly and my vagina tightened involuntarily around the beast. I grabbed Corey, wrapping my arms and legs around him as tightly as I could. "Just do me," I gasped out hoping he would know I meant not to hold back.




Susie Ch. 26



Susie graduated after four years and went right to work for a firm in Chattanooga, within thirty minutes of her home. She had a nice apartment, was making good money, but Peter got sent to Iraq before she graduated. They talked about getting married but they decided to wait until he got back..."in case something happens," he told her. Susie didn't want to think about it.

So Susie settled into her job and found that she was really good at it. And her bosses saw that also and started to pile more work and more responsibility on her.

Susie pretty much stayed to herself which, believe it or not, being the exhibitionist she was, was her style, and where she was most comfortable. Susie the Exhibitionist was her alter-ego but in real life she was kinda shy...confident, but shy.

Because of her looks some guys tried to make a play for her at first but she was pretty good at holding them off. She sure didn't want to get involved with anyone from the office. She was in love with Peter and she was sure dating anyone else would complicate her life. Then came the training conference.

Susie went with a few co-workers to a conference in Atlanta. It was only two days, an overnight trip. As soon as she found out she was going to Atlanta she knew she would hit one of the clubs. It had been too long since she had shown off and she felt the desires building.

Susie had a hard time concentrating at the conference. She had checked online to see which clubs had an amateur night that night. It turned out she had danced at the one that did so she knew the rules. If she remembered right, their main stage was like a long runway with the guys sitting on either side.

After the conference the group went out to eat together and a couple wanted to go to a close-by club. Susie begged off, saying she was tired and needed to get to bed. Well, she did take a nap, but she had other plans.

Around 9 she got up and prepared for her striptease night. She took a cab to the club and got there about thirty minutes before the contest started. It was a rainy, ugly night, but the club was nice and warm.

Now, in all the time Susie had danced at clubs she had never met anyone she knew. She was glad about that. She didn't want a reputation and she wasn't sure how she would react if she saw someone she knew.

But after the contest started, she was number 8, the last one, she looked up and saw McGee come in the door. Bill McGee was an accountant at her firm, married, in his 40s.

Susie wasn't sure what she should do. But then she thought, I'm worried what he's gonna think. What about him? He shouldn't be here either.

McGee had a very conservative reputation. He was a straight guy. But apparently he had a...darker side, she thought. 

McGee took a table off the stage, in the dark. He ordered a drink and settled in, watching the girls. Susie decided that she needed to face the music quickly if she was gonna dance tonight...take the offensive.

She got up from her table and walked over to McGee's table and sat down next to him. He looked over and did a double-take. He turned red. She leaned over and whispered in his ear, "What are you doing here?"

She could tell he was flustered. "Um...just out...r...relaxing."

"In a strip club?"

He looked away.

In a minute he turned back to her. "What are YOU doing here?"

"Dancing."

He did a classic double-take.

"I'm number 8."

"You're gonna dance...up there?" he asked pointing at the stage.

"Yep." Susie watched the stage for a bit then leaned over. "You gonna stay to see me get naked?"

He looked at her with wide eyes. He was even redder.

"It's OK, you know. I don't mind," Susie told him.

"Um, I guess."

They watched the dancers for a bit. He bought her a drink. Susie would comment on some of the dancers. "Do you think she's pretty?" "Do you like her boobs?"

McGee began to get more comfortable with her. He was relaxing.

"I've gotta get ready. Wish me luck."

"Um...good luck...break a leg," he said with a smile.

"Make sure you go to the stage. I'll dance just for you," she said with a wink. She made sure she swung her ass well as she walked off.

With this club you danced three songs. The first you could strip down to your underwear, the second you came out topless and the third you came out naked.

When Susie came out McGee was sitting at the bar, right at the end of the runway. Susie started out with her strut down the runway, but without the Superman pose. She smiled at McGee and danced for him for a bit before dancing for other guys. She took off her blouse and skirt and danced in her red bra and panties as the first song ended.

She came out topless in just her red panties on the second song in her strut, walked straight to McGee and bent down so he could inspect her boobs. She looked him right in the eyes and winked. His eyes were big. He mouthed, I like.

She did her stage crawl, letting all the guys get a good look at her boobs and collected tips. And if a guy was really cute she would roll onto her back, spread her legs in front of him and rub her pussy through her panties. She could tell she was wet.

As the song came to an end she headed for the stage entrance and started slipping down her panties as she walked off stage, throwing her panties back onto the stage.



Susie Ch. 26



He understood and began thrusting fast and hard. His enormous cock sliding smoothly in and out. I thrust and ground my hips against him with each thrust and screamed as I let the orgasm take control. Let Mommy and Daddy and Cathy hear. This was what I wanted. This would ensure I remembered Corey every night as I lay in this bed while he was gone.

As the intense, almost unbearable waves of pleasure subsided I released my tight embrace, took Corey's head in my hands and kissed him, saying, "I love you."

Exposed

He continued moving in and out and I realized that he had not yet cum. I thought I had set up this session in my room for him but now realized it had been for me. I wanted him to fuck me here, in this bed, I  wanted that intense orgasm. Now it was time to consider him. "Corey," I said.

He stopped his movement, "What, princess."

"Let's go outside, let me take over." He pulled out. I caressed his cock, it was soaking from my vagina so I bent down and licked off the sour, salty, slightly fish flavored liquid.

He reached for his backpack.

"Come on, it's warm out, let's go naked, I whispered to him.

"Can I take my backpack in case it cools off?"

"Okay but I don't plan on letting you cool off."

I had put a large pad and air mattress on the back lawn with a double sleeping bag on top.

"Just lay on top," I told him. The day had been one of those hot, dry Santa-Anas. Starting out clear and warm, getting hot in mid day and not significantly cooling overnight. The Santa Ana breeze was warm on my body as I lay down next to him.

The lights from the city and the crescent moon rising in the east meant that only a few stars were visible. Corey pointed to the brightest one, not far from the moon. "Venus, goddess of love." he said.

"How appropriate," I replied beginning to stroke the beast and giving it an occasional kiss. Corey rubbed my back lightly running his hand from butt to shoulders and back again.

"Jupiter and Saturn," he commented. "I wish we had darker skies so we could see all the stars."

I quickly glanced at the bright stars he had pointed out and returned to the beast, moving my butt so he could stroke my clit and labia.

The beast was fully engorged and rock hard. I knelt over it with some difficulty as the air mattress shifted under my knees. Then I sat, allowing the huge member to penetrate me. "Relax and enjoy," I told him and began moving up and down, rocking back and forth.

He grabbed me and pulled me down so our bodies pressed against each other. "Princess," he whispered as he rolled us to the side. "I love what you are doing but can we just relax in each other's arms tonight. I just want to be next to you this last night together."

"Okay," I said, smiling at him. "But can we stay like this. I want to feel the beast inside me."

We lay like that, expressing our love and assuring each other that we would stay in touch with daily e-mail and would try to get together over a holiday weekend sometime before school started in the fall.

I awoke as the sun was coming up. Corey's cock lay limply against my thigh and I reached to stroke it. Another warm day was in store. Over Corey's shoulder I could see the glass patio doors and inside was Cathy, watching us. She smiled a big smile and waved. I stopped my attentions to Corey's cock. We were completely exposed! I hadn't brought a blanket or towel or any clothes. Maybe there was a robe or clothing of some kind in Corey's backpack but it was on the lawn several yards from us.

I decided that Cathy had seen me naked before and that would be no big deal. But I needed to get Corey covered! He was still sleeping with his back to Cathy. All she could see was his butt and naked back. Maybe I could get something to cover him.

I carefully rolled to the side of the mattress. I looked back and watched in horror as Corey rolled on his back and then onto his other side, his huge cock and equally impressive balls would be clearly visible to Cathy. I watched as she feigned surprise and wonder then let her face settle into a big smile.

Corey must have seen her because he jerked slightly and began to roll back. But then he had the presence of mind to wave at Cathy, making no attempt to cover or hide his manhood in any way. He rolled over and asked me, "What are you doing?"

"I want to get you something to cover up," I said. "So Cathy doesn't see."

"I think the 'cat is out of the bag' or maybe 'it's the horse is out of the barn'," he replied, pulling me down and giving me a big kiss. A couple of fingers found their way into my vagina and rubbed my G-spot. I hoped his body shielded that activity from Cathy's prying eyes.

"Corey, not now!" I exclaimed.

I got up and moved to his back pack. He rose too and without hesitation boldly grabbed the backpack and walked straight to the patio doors, directly toward Cathy who was now staring, almost in fear.

I trailed behind as he opened the unlocked door, calmly said, "Hello Cathy," and walked up the stairs seemingly with no more concern than if he had been fully clothed. I followed him into my room. He closed the door behind us. As he turned I saw that his cock was fully engorged. It had been partially erect when he got up. Cathy must have gotten an eyeful.

"That was embarrassing," he said with a light laugh. "But a real turn-on." As soon as the door was closed he grabbed me and threw me on the bed. "The bed of your womanhood!" he exclaimed as he jumped me.

 Corey gets his

I spread my legs wide and he entered immediately, thrusting into me with a wild fury. I gasped with each movement of his frenzied passion. He came quickly, his semen streaming through my vagina and out over my thighs. I kept pushing up into his hips as he released what seemed like an incredible amount of cum. He rolled to the side and ... we fell off my bed onto the floor. He hit the floor on his back and I landed on top. As we fell his cock slipped slightly out and then jammed into me as we hit, causing me a quick but intense orgasm.

"Are you okay?" I gasped.

"Only my dignity is injured," he said with a smile.

I lay my head on his chest and we fell asleep, awakening to the sound of a rap on the door. "10 o'clock, Susie. Breakfast." It was my mother.

"Okay, mother."

"Come to the door please,"

I was reluctant to get up. There was dried, matted semen on my pubes and dried semen on my thighs. Besides, Corey lay on the floor, his eight inch long, half erect cock making an arch above his thighs. I hesitated before opening the door. I opened it a crack and peered out. Cathy was there too, hoping for another look at Corey probably.

"What Mommy?" I asked through the crack.

She pushed the door open slightly and peered in, taking in Corey and my semen coated crotch. "I thought you were going to restrict your love making to the outdoors."

"We came in to get dressed and just couldn't help ourselves," I claimed.

"And last night?"

"That was my fault," I admitted sheepishly. "I had to have sex in my bed. I just had to."

She gave a look of disapproval. "Get dressed." She looked again at my pubes and ammended her statement, "Take a shower and get dressed and come down for breakfast. And ... no more sex this morning, please."

"Okay, Mommy."

She left and Cathy attempted a look inside as I shut the door in her face.

I had Corey put on his bathrobe to walk down the hall so we could shower together. He cleaned my genitals thoroughly and I made sure the beast was clean.

I held the beast, making designs in the water as Corey peed, something I had liked doing since the first time we had sex. I loved the vibration as the pee flowed through.

Then we went into my bedroom and dressed. I gave the beast several good bye kisses before it disappeared into Corey's briefs.

That evening I drove Corey to the airport for his 'red-eye' flight. He was letting me use his car while he was away. We parked and I went in with him. We shared a lingering kiss and I wished we could make love right there before he left. Then I watched as he disappeared through the security checkpoint.

When I got home Cathy came into my bedroom and commented to me about how big Corey was. I asked how she knew whether he was big, "You've never seen boys naked to compare," I claimed, not really knowing.

"I've seen pictures," she said. "And some guys at school like to flirt by sending pictures of theirs to my cell phone. I think that's just despicable. I'd never go out with a guy who sends pictures of his privates thinking it will attract me." I felt relieved. If she had been having sex she would have hesitated or been evasive. But then she added, "Some girls send back pictures of their breasts or cunts," in a tone that made me think she considered doing it herself.

Corey in Chicago

The first week Corey and I exchanged e-mail twice a day and then every day for a couple of weeks. After that we didn't have much different to say to each other and the frequency dropped to twice a week.

As labor day approached I was hoping we would get together before school started but he didn't say anything. He was looking for a place to live closer to the school. Then he announced that one of his co-workers had a condo near downtown and convenient to the university and he was going to accept an offer to move in.

After the move his e-mail stopped. I sent several messages, the last couple pleading for a reply, with no response. He hadn't provided a new phone number or even an address.

Saturday of the labor day weekend I went to visit Kaitlyn and told her I hadn't heard from Corey, "I don't know what happened to him," I said with a note of concern. "Have you or your mom talked to him? Do you know why he isn't responding to me?"

Kaitlyn had been acting a bit strange since I arrived and now said, "He hasn't told you?" in a strange tone of voice.

Then she shouted, "Mom!"

"What is it Kaitlyn?"

Kaitlyn shouted again, louder, "Mom, come here!"

Her mother came up the stairs to the bedroom where I was sitting on the bed. "What is it? What's the emergency?"

She saw me and her tone turned somber. "What is it Kaitlyn?" she asked softly as if she knew the answer.

"Mom, Corey hasn't told Susie. He hasn't said anything to her since he moved."

"Oh," Mrs. Daniels said quietly. "Oh."

She sat next to me on the bed. I wondered what had happened and sat with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach .

"Susie dear," she began. "Corey should have told you. I m so disappointed in that boy, so disappointed."

My entire being wanted to shout, "What is it?" but I sat quietly, the knot continued to grow in the middle of my body.

"Susan, Corey has moved in with another woman."

My immediate reaction was one of relief, "He's okay? He isn't badly injured or anything?"

As she shook her head, realization hit me. "What? No! We're to be married!" I showed her my ring.

"I'm sorry Susie. I assure you I disapprove and told Corey so in no uncertain terms."

"I disapprove too," Kaitlyn added.

"No! It can't be. They're just friends. That would be unusual but she has a spare bedroom that Corey is using,"

"I'm afraid not, Susan. They are definitely sleeping together."

"I think they've been doing it for a couple of weeks," Kaitlyn added softly. That was no help.

"How could he, how could they ..." I stammered, then words left me.

Numbness filled my body. The only thing I could feel was the ring Corey had given me on my nineteenth birthday. It felt totally wrong and out of place. Without a word I removed it and placed it on Kaitlyn's dresser and found my way to the front door.

Kaitlyn called after me as I went out to my car. She followed me to the curb but I just got in the car and drove away. Cathy was there when I arrived at home. Usually when I came home she would start talking to me about her latest crush and I would listen politely, mumble encouragement and answer her questions. This time I didn't hear anything she said as I came in and went up to my bedroom.

I closed the door and lay on the bed. I don't remember how I got home, I didn't remember driving. Later I decided that was how zombies must be, sort of on automatic pilot. I hadn't noticed Kaitlyn coming after me or passing Cathy downstairs. Only in thinking about it afterwards did I recollect their actions.

I lay there with neither emotions or thoughts. Cathy knocked lightly at the door, "Susie, what's wrong?"

Consciousness began to return and with it I felt tremendous sadness and tears welling up. There was only one way to stop this. "Go Away!" I said firmly in a flat, unemotional tone. I turned my brain off and the tears went away.

Hours later my mother came home and knocked on the door, "Susie." she said quietly.

I said nothing as consciousness and tears returned. She opened the door and came in.

"MOMMY!" I wailed as she sat next to me on the bed.



Susie Ch. 27



Emotional Turmoil

When my twentieth year began I anticipated changes but one thing I didn't anticipate is that my boyfriend of two years and then my fiance, Corey Daniels, would meet another woman and move in with her. It happened while he was in Chicago for a summer internship and a special fall program at the University of Chicago.

Perhaps the worst thing was that he didn't have the guts to tell me himself. Instead he relied on his mother to give me the news.

At first I didn't believe it but when I realized it was true I went home in an almost catatonic state. My mother came in and brought me to consciousness and I broke into tears. She sat calmly and quietly with me as I poured out my sadness.

The next day I experienced a torrent of conflicting emotions usually separately but often more than one at the same time.

I was angry. Sometimes I was angry at Corey, why would he do this, was he just looking for sexual pleasure, couldn't he have explained that he was engaged, he was sometimes a naive fool, you'd think he could muster the courage to explain himself to me ... . Sometimes I was angry at this other woman, about whom I knew nothing, Was she just seducing guys from out of town, why would she seduce an engaged man, maybe she had found out about his huge cock and wanted to have it for herself ... . Sometimes I was angry at myself, I had been too controlling and driven him away, I should have known that a guy whose first sex was with me would ultimately want someone else, maybe if I had paid more attention to his desires instead of my own ... . I was angry at Corey's mother, she should have put a stop to this nonsense, she should have insisted Corey talk to me so I could help him get over it, maybe she was lying to me ... .

I was despondent. I was irritable. I was catatonic. I decided the whole thing was false. I decided Corey meant nothing to me. I threw pillows around my room and then laid down to cry. I stopped crying and stared, unthinking into space. I yelled at my sister Cathy when she opened the door to see if I was okay after a pillow had sent a lamp crashing to the floor. I kicked the pillow at her! I screamed in rage and pain. I whispered nonsense to myself. I refused all the food my mother offered. I slept.

The following day, Monday, I had my mother call me in sick to Dr Jacobs (I am his medical assistant). The emotional thrill ride continued at a somewhat lower level, My rage against everyone but Corey and that 'witch with a B' he was with subsided. I spent most of the day in bed and managed not to throw a single pillow. I also let my mom bring me lunch and forced myself downstairs to dinner where I sat quietly glaring at the family, daring them to speak to me.

Tuesday, mom told me that I should call Dr Jacobs myself. I told the receptionist I was still not feeling well and later Dr Jacobs called.

"Susan, what's the problem? Perhaps you should come in so I can check you out and get you healthy. I have an ulterior motive, I need you."

"I'm not sick Dr. Jacobs," I admitted. "It's Corey, he broke up with me and moved in with another woman. I just can't come in. I'm too upset."

"Susan, we need to talk, hold on a minute."

He came back on and said, "Irene is clearing my schedule around lunch. We'll go out and talk. Please be here at noon."

I agreed to go. Dr Jacobs has taken a big interest in me ever since I decided to become an MD. He helped me decide to go to USC for pre-med and gave me the medical assistant position to help with my finances. He keeps trying to get me agree to share his practice and take over after he retires.

I dressed without thinking and had to do it over when Cathy laughed at my horizontal stripe and plaid combination.

I got in the car to drive to lunch and realized it was Corey's car. He had loaned it to me to use while he was gone. I fought back the rage and the fear that I would have to give it up.

On the way I remembered that Corey's father had set up a trust fund for me as Corey's fiance to pay for most of my education expenses. Now that we were no longer engaged would I have to give it up? I didn't see how I could pay for USC if I lost that. Fear and anger returned and I fought them all the way to Dr, Jacobs'.

Irene directed me to Dr. Jacobs' office when I arrived and I waited, sullenly, in the guest chair.

He came in a little after noon. "Not bad," I thought. Usually by noon he over a half hour behind in his appointments.

Are you ready?" he asked quietly.

"Yes, I guess so," I answered uncertainly.

On the way out to his car he asked how I was feeling.

"Not too well," I said. "I'm driving Corey's car while he's gone, and ..." I couldn't finish. Tears filled my eyes and my throat dried up.

Dr. Jacobs held the door for me and I sobbed quietly as he drove. "I've made reservations at 'The Beefsteak'," he told me.

I was surprised and managed some words, "Isn't that a place where people having affairs meet?" I wondered what he had in mind.

"Well it does have that reputation, it's supposed to be used for all kinds of clandestine meetings because of its dim lighting, large well padded booths and a parking lot invisible from the street. I am taking you there to have a quiet, private conversation where no-one can notice that your eyes are red from tears."

"Oh," I commented. I the back of my mind I still wondered if he planned to make a pass at me. That seemed so unlike him, he had plenty of opportunity. But maybe he was waiting for Corey to be out of the picture.

"I often take patients there when I have certain kinds of bad news to impart."

"Like cancer or death?" I asked.

"Not usually that serious, more on the order of 'your recent heart attack means you will have to give up the steak and ice cream you love so much'."

"Isn't a steak house a poor choice of places to tell patients they have to give up steak?"

Dr Jacobs laughed, "I'm happy to see you still have your sense of humor and aren't completely absorbed with your break-up."

I didn't tell him that I hadn't asked out of a sense of humor but rather because it seemed sort of cruel to me.

Going into 'The Beefsteak' on a sunny afternoon was like walking into total darkness. Even after my eyes adjusted I couldn't make my way around the place. I could barely make out the menu in the dim candlelight.

"They have several good fish and chicken meals as well as a decent salad selection," Dr. Jacobs said. "I can use the menu to point out healthy alternatives to those heart patients you were concerned about."

I wasn't hungry and only ordered vegetable soup. As we waited for our order I asked, "Why did you invite me here Dr, Jacobs?"

"Susan, you know I have taken a real interest in you."

"Sure, you've been a big help. helping me pick USC, giving me a job in your office. And you're always hinting about taking over your practice."

"And I'm serious about that too." Then he continued, "Susan I want you to be the best. Not just good, the best. And not just the best you can be, the best."

"That's a tall order, doctor."

"Yes it is and you need to understand that it's not something I expect of you, it's what I expect of me."

"I don't understand."

"Susan, I know you will work hard and do what is necessary. But I have a part in this too. I want to help you every way I can. If you're not the best, it won't be because of me."

"Oh, but what does that have to do with inviting me to lunch here."

"I invited you here only because I knew you were upset and thought the darkness, quiet and privacy would help you. I invited you to lunch because I have something very important to tell you."

"What's that?"

"When you're a physician you owe your patients everything you can do for them. That means you can't afford to call in sick unless you're really sick and emotional upsets don't count."

I knew what he was saying. In the nicest way he was bawling me out for missing work.

He continued, "You need to be able to put your emotions of the moment aside and do what is best for your patients. You were only, what? eleven or twelve at the time but I went through a very stressful divorce a few years ago. Despite the emotional strain I needed to be there for my patients to the best of my ability and I was. I only missed days due to court appearances."

"Doctor, I'm sorry I missed two days. I'll come in tomorrow."

"Susan, I'm not upset at you for calling in sick. That was understandable."

"Maybe I still don't understand."

"I'm talking about when you actually become an MD. Then you will need to work through the emotionally troubling times. For now I do think it will be good for you to come in tomorrow. Getting started at it now will help you later. And I'll be there to help you work through it. I think you'll find that immersing yourself in work will help. I'll keep you real busy for the next few weeks."

I wasn't sure I appreciated the part about keeping me 'real busy' but thanked him anyway.

In the middle of lunch I once again remembered the trust fund. "Doctor, I'm worried I may not be able to afford USC."

"I thought you had an educational trust fund."

"Well I do, or did but it's from Corey's father and has stipulations about Corey and me getting married. I'm worried I may lose it. Then I'll have to go to 'State' and work during school."

"Susan you had best contact a lawyer and maybe talk to Corey's father about that. I'll do whatever I can to keep you on track for USC. Scholarship recommendations, loans, just ask."

I felt much better when we left the restaurant and even offered to work the afternoon but Dr. Jacobs told me to rest up for tomorrow. At home I had dinner with the family and discussed the trust fund. Daddy promised to check with the lawyer but he believed I could still use the money at least as a loan. We decided I would talk to Corey's father.

Work with Dr Jacobs went fine, better than fine. Dr. Jacobs was right that work took my mind off Corey. He gave me more than usual to do but none of it was very difficult. We also arranged for me to take some paramedic training classes at a local vocational school. Dr. Jacobs would pay for them and I would get some unpaid time off work.



Airfield

On Saturday I felt really lonely. Without thinking I found myself driving to the RC airfield, parked and got out. As I walked over to the field I watched Corey's friends, now my friends too. I recognized the scene. Someone had brought a new airplane and they were crowded around examining, commenting and asking questions. Watching the guys and being at the airfield reminded me of Corey. They didn't see me and I went to the small bleachers, climbed to the top and sat down with my face in my hands holding back my tears.

As I watched them talking my mind wandered and I realized that I was here for a specific reason -- I wanted sex. I had this intense desire to feel a hard cock inside me. I was looking at the guys, wondering which to invite into bed. I knew any of them would jump at the opportunity, except maybe Elliot. He had a pact with Kaitlyn, my best friend and Corey's sister. She and he and a few others were "fuck buddies" and agreed not to have sex with anyone outside of their circle in order to reduce the chance of disease. I also realized that if I were to approach any of them they wouldn't consider it a one night stand. They would assume I wanted a long term relationship. They wouldn't understand that I just wanted their cock to help me get over my loss. I also realized that just getting a cock inside me was probably not the best way to get over Corey. I just felt this need.

"Susan, is there a problem?"

I looked up and saw Henry standing beside me. Henry was a retired gentleman who was frequently at the airfield. Balding, maybe a bit overweight, six feet tall, and always displaying a pleasant smile and matching disposition. He owned some of the best planes, which he had built from scratch. He was always helpful and considerate. Some of his planes were the easiest to fly, almost the only ones I could manage, and he let me fly them several times. He had also been instrumental in helping another girl, Colleen, become one of the best flyers.

"Oh, hello Henry." I felt comfortable with him and didn't hold back words or tears. "Henry, Corey moved in with some other woman in Chicago! I came here hoping it would help me feel better. But it doesn't, It just reminds me of Corey."

Henry sat down next to me and I leaned against his shoulder and said, "I just want the pain to go away."

"It will," he said, "but it'll take time."

He sat with his hands in his lap, I wanted his arm around me. A thought came to me and I decided what I wanted. "Henry, I don't feel like staying here and I'm definitely not going for pizza with my friends." I gestured at the guys still admiring the new arrival. "Could we go to lunch? Just you and me? I need to talk to someone and you're helping ever so much. I'll pay."

"I'm not going to let a lovely young woman pay for me," he replied. "Help me pack up my planes and I'll be your listener."

Henry rented a shed at the airfield for most of his planes and loaded a couple into his pickup to take home. As we carried the planes to his truck the guys noticed me. "Hey Susie," one of them called out.

I was trapped and spent some time talking to them and letting them know about Corey. They all expressed surprise, some saying, "Are you sure?" and, "How do you know?"

"I'm tired and upset," I told them after a few minutes. "I really need to go."

Henry was waiting in his truck and I suggested "The Beefsteak" for lunch.

"Isn't that a place for clandestine meetings?" he asked, totally unaware of my intentions.

"Well, yes, but Dr. Jacobs, you do know I work as his assistant, took me there when he found out about Corey. It's a good place to talk about personal and private matters and the lighting hides my red eyes."

I drove Corey's car and he drove his.

We met at the door. "Isn't this place kind of expensive?" he asked.

"Don't worry, I'll pay," I told him again. This time he didn't object.

We sat across from each other in a booth. During the discussion something happened that made me realize that despite his help and always being available at the airfield he really wasn't in the younger circle. I was expressing my appreciation for everything he had done , "Henry, you are a dear, sweet man who is helpful to all of us at the RC airstrip. I remember that it was you who helped Colleen fly and she became the best RC pilot of all of us."

"Yes, Colleen," he said. "Very attractive young woman and a heck of a pilot. What happened to her, I never see her anymore."

"You don't know?" I exclaimed. "She's at the Air Force Academy. Your teaching her to fly the RC planes was instrumental in her decision. She's a real pilot now. It all started because you took time with her."

"I didn't know," he said with a tone of both pride and sadness.

"Yes," I told him, "and I understand that she's an excellent pilot. Believe me, you started that."

I took advantage of the situation and moved to sit next to him. I leaned over and gave him a brief kiss on the lips, "You really are special."

"the Air Force Academy ... ," he said in wonder.

I realized then that I knew very little about him and asked about his family. He told me about his daughter and two sons. One son was married and lived nearby. I remembered seeing him with his grandson at the RC strip. His other son and daughter weren't married and lived some distance away. They visited a couple of times a year. He expected his son to be marrying his current girlfriend soon. He worried about his daughter and what he believed was her promiscuous lifestyle.

Then he told me about his wife and her almost a year long bout with cancer. Weeping he told me about trying to find a cure, the chemotherapy and the effect it had on her. Since it hadn't helped he wondered if she might have been better without it. Now it was my turn to comfort him. "I guess you do understand the pain of loss," I told him.



Seduction

I had been stroking his arm and I moved my hand down to his crotch and gently stroked his penis through his pants.

"Susan! what are you doing?"

"Showing that I care for you but also letting you know my feelings," I claimed in an innocent tone.

"Susan I'm old enough to be your father! No, I'm old enough to be your grandfather!"

I made no attempt to hide my desires, "But you're not my father or my grandfather, you're kind, sweet Henry. And, Henry, right now I need a man inside me, I need one so bad! I want you, Henry, I want you inside me."

"Susie, that's not a good idea."

"Yes it is, Henry. I know you'll be a kind, sweet and considerate lover. And, we both know we won't be a permanent couple. You will be doing me a big favor, and I can return the favor too. That's what I need right now, the arms of a kind, considerate man around me and his cock inside me. A kind considerate man who won't take advantage of me and who will be able to let me go when I'm ready, when I'm whole again. I think that's you, Henry."

I took his hand and put it on my breast, leaned in and gave him a passionate kiss, slipping my tongue lightly into his mouth. He reciprocated. As we kissed he began to gently massage my breast, slipping his fingers under my bra and gently rolling the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

He hesitated, moving his hand and face away from me. "How can we have sex and still be good friends?"

I managed to unbuckle his pants under the table and slip my hand onto his penis with no intervening clothing. I stroked him gently, running my fingers through his thick pubic hair.

"Henry, like you say, you're old enough to be my grandfather. You're also wise, kind and considerate. When the time comes for me to move on to someone more permanent I know you will let me go and I will owe you all the more for that kind of consideration."

He looked at me with longing. I could tell he wanted badly to agree but still held back.

"Henry, do you have much sex anymore?"

"Not since my wife died five years ago. Even then she was ill and we didn't have sex very often. I went to Nevada for prostitutes a couple of times but it just wasn't right. They make their money by behaving like they like all the men they are with but I knew I was paying them and that they were pretending."

I kept stroking him and said, "Henry, I won't be pretending, I do like you, I like you a lot." I leaned over and kissed his cheek and them moved in for a quick peck on his lips.

"I do have some trouble 'getting it up'," he said somewhat weakly.

"I notice you aren't getting hard," I said. "There's medication for that."

"Yes, I have some my doctor prescribed for when I was married and for the prostitutes. I don't think it's expired."

"See, we're all set!" I exclaimed with a smile. "What about condoms?"

"No," he admitted. "No condoms."

"I'll just have to pick some up," I told him. "Where's a convenient drug store?"

I paid and we left the restaurant. I followed him to a drug store and went in. I decided to buy the regular sized condoms and on the spur of the moment grabbed a pack labeled, "extra sensitive" and one labeled "firmer fit." I also picked up some lubrication.

Usually, the clerks are pretty silent when I buy sex stuff but the young, tattooed, pierced, female clerk said, "Big night tonight?"

"I hope so," I told her. Then had another thought and asked, "Can I leave my car overnight in the parking lot so I can go with my boyfriend?"

She suggested a park and ride area of the parking lot, "Park near the main street. The cops keep an eye on the cars as they go by. A lot of night shift workers park there."




Susie Ch. 27



As the third song started she waited off-stage about 30 seconds before bursting through the curtain stark naked, strutting across the stage right down the runway looking straight ahead. When she got to the end of the runway, she stopped and assumed her Superman pose, letting McGee and whoever was close by look right up her pussy, up her body with a good look at her boobs with the extended nipples.

She stayed there for about thirty seconds then turned and strutted back down the runway, giving them a good look at her naked ass.

Suddenly the lights went out and the music stopped. The emergency lights came on. At first Susie thought the club was being raided. She hurried off the stage.

The DJ stuck his head backstage. "We just lost power. Got a bad storm outside. Hopefully we'll get power back soon."

Susie didn't know what to do. She looked back through the curtains. The guys looked disappointed and confused. Someone yelled out "We lost power. Hopefully we'll be back in a minute. Please don't leave and miss the rest of the show."

Susie thought to herself, what rest of the show. I'm last and they've seen everything I got. She laughed.

"Wow, that was great!" a voice came from behind her. She turned around and saw McGee peeking through the backstage door. All of a sudden Susie felt embarrassed. He was looking at her naked ass.

She saw a robe hanging from a hook and put it on. "You liked?"

"Oh, yeah. You are GORGEOUS!"

She sat down on the stairs and they talked for a bit. How she got involved in this, why he was here. Then the lights came back on. The DJ stuck his head in again. "You ready to finish your show?"

McGee slipped back out and Susie got ready for her second try at the third song.

When the music started she started it out like the last one, with her strut and her Superman pose. She assumed her pose in front of a few of the sexiest guys when the lights flickered again and went out. There was a collective groan. But this time Susie didn't rush off the stage. She stood there with her hand on her hip, hip jutting out, looking disgusted at the DJ. But she knew that the emergency lights lit her up well and that the guys were still looking at her naked body.

Then she saw McGee walking toward backstage and she headed off-stage. She decided to stay naked this time and when he walked back-stage she was sitting on the steps naked. "You've already seen me naked," she laughed. "So why should I put on a robe?"

He laughed. "I would look at you naked any time."

They talked more about some of her experiences. Susie wanted to see if she could distract him. She was not careful about keeping her legs crossed, giving him good views of her pussy. As they talked she would rub her boobs absent-mindedly. 

In a little bit the lights came back on and Susie got up and prepared for the show again. She was giving him a good look at her ass.

"Do you like my ass?" she asked him.

"Beautiful!"

"What do you think my best asset is?"

McGee looked her over as she turned for him. "Susie, you are the most gorgeous creature I've ever seen. But I'm a butt man, so...." He laughed.

The music started and he slipped out and she burst through the curtain for the third time. But she didn't get far before the lights went out again. This time she was mad. She spun around and stormed off the stage thinking she might just forget about the rest of the show. 

But then she thought that she needed to stay to the end because she should get the sympathy vote. She sat back down on the steps anticipating McGee coming back again. 

The emergency light backstage lit her up well. She spread her legs and started rubbing her pussy as he came through the door. He stopped for a minute, then slipped the door shut and watched as she played with her pussy. She spread her lips giving him a good view of her cunt. She stuck a finger inside and began finger fucking herself.

Nothing was said as she worked herself up. Her breathing deepened and she was rotating her ass as she masturbated for him. Her thumb went to her clit. She let out a moan. She started rubbing her boobs in earnest. 

She lifted her ass as she plunged her fingers in and out of her cunt. She took her other hand and began pulling on her clit. As she closed her eyes she saw that he had moved closer to her pussy and had a great view.

"I'm cumming," she cried. And with that her orgasm overtook her body, and right in front of her co-worker, Susie came, her body out of control, shaking, spasming, quaking.

She was trying to get her breath back when the lights came back on. McGee smiled and silently slipped out. Susie stood up and tried to gather herself, catch her breath, as the music started again.

She looked down at her pussy before she went through the curtain. Her lips were all puffy and red and she could see that her pussy was soaked. She quickly wiped off some of her pussy juice and burst through the curtain.

When she got to the end of the runway and stood there this time she thought about what an erotic sight she must be. Puffy and red pussy, obviously wet, soaked, shining in the light, and still trying to catch her breath from her awesome orgasm. 

She made the rounds, showing her ass and pussy to all the best looking guys. God, she was horny! Then she took the most handsome guy and sat down in front of him. She spread her legs and scooted closer to him. She put her heels on the brass bar in front of him and started to masturbate for him.

A group of guys moved over behind him for a better view. She opened her pussy and rubbed up and down her lips, then stuck two fingers in her cunt. 

The guy moved closer for a better look. She scooted closer and put her heels on his shoulders. She looked in his eyes and winked. Then she looked in each guy's eyes who were gathered around before she closed her eyes and came, raising her ass off the floor, shaking through her second orgasm of the night.

He had a $10 bill in his hand. She mouthed, in my pussy, which he gladly did, stuffing it in deep, rubbing her pussy lips.

A whole bunch of guys produced money, hoping for the same opportunity, but Susie scooted back, slipping her heels off his shoulders. She stood and made one more round of the stage, with the $10 bill still in her pussy, to tremendous cheers, picking up her tips as she went, bending over deeply giving everyone a good final look at her ass.



Susie Ch. 27



I went out and told Henry to follow me to the other side of the parking lot. I parked, got out and jumped in with him. I gave him a real kiss, with tongue and as I rubbed his cock and told him, "I'll leave my car here. You can bring me back in the morning."

When we arrived at his house he went to take his Levitra. "It takes at least a half hour to be effective and it's best if we wait an hour."

"That's good," I told him. "It'll give us a chance to get better acquainted."

After taking his Levitra he asked what I wanted to do. "Would you like a drink or something?"

"No, I would like to start by getting naked," I said. "Where do you want to do this? In your bedroom?"

I thought you wanted to get acquainted first?"

"Sure. Being naked we get acquainted with each other's bodies and I find it stimulates intimate discussion."

He led me to a large bedroom and sat on the king sized bed made up in a very feminine style. "No, this won't do. It reminds me of Emily. Can we use the guest room?"

"Of course. Do you have many guests?"

"Just my son or daughter. They visit a couple of times a year."

"Do you have a preference about getting undressed?" I asked as we entered a reasonably sized bedroom with a queen bed also decorated in a very feminine style. I guessed he hadn't changed a thing in either bedroom since his wife died..

"A preference?"

"Should I undress you and you undress me or do we undress ourselves?"

"How about we do what you want?"

"Okay, I'll undress you first and then I'll undress myself. I'll dance for you while I do it." I smiled at him, grabbed him in a tight hug and french kissed him, hard.

He put his arms around me and kissed back. "Oh my," he said as our lips parted. "Oh my."

"You like it?" I asked.

"Yes! I'm almost ashamed of myself, but yes, very much."

"No need to be ashamed. You're a kind, considerate, sweet man, you deserve it all and there's more to come."

First I went on my knees, untied his shoes and removed his shoes and socks. I kissed his toes and then stood.

I removed his shirt and undershirt. "Oh! so much hair! This must be where it went when it left your head." I laughed and ran my fingers through his chest hair. "I love it!" I said to him.

I reached around and gave him a hug, kissing his neck and nipples. "And your back too! You're just a big teddy bear, no a Henry bear. That's what I'm going to call you, 'my Henry Bear'!" I continued to run my fingers through his hair, chest and back.

Then I moved them to the front and pushed both palms down along the highway of hair that disappeared into his pants. Past his ample belly to his belt, which I unfastened. I unhooked and unzipped his fly and pushed his trousers past his hips. They fell to the ground and he stepped out of them.



Foreplay

I gently pushed him into a sitting position on the bed. "Showtime!" I announced.

I lifted my arms above my head and slowly turned for him. I pulled my pullover off and dropped it in his lap. I noticed there was no hint of hardening inside his briefs. "When will it harden?" I thought and began to realize how an impotent man could cause a woman to think he didn't care for her.

I turned around for him again and then pulled my top off him and dropped in on the floor. "This will never do," I said to him, "I want to see your magnificent organ."

He responded, "You're beginning to sound a lot like the prostitutes."

"What?" I said, shocked.

"Well, they're paid to make me feel good. A little flattery, especially sexual flattery, is part of the game," he explained. "It can sometimes sound phony."

"Oh, Henry Bear," I said to him gently. "I do want you to feel good." I put my hand to his crotch. There was a definite increase in size underneath the cotton. As I rubbed it gently I felt it stir and increase in size. I smiled, "maybe I laid it on too thick but I do want to see your penis. Mostly though I want to be here, with you, naked, right now. And, I want to see and feel all of you."

I pulled him up from the bed, reached my hands around to the small of his back and its covering of light, downy hair and pushed them under the band of his briefs to his butt. I was surprised that his butt had slightly more hair than the small of his back. I squeezed it and pulled his hips close to me, let my head fall back and invited him to kiss me. He did, gently and extending his tongue carefully inside. I sucked it in, grasped it with my lips and pulled away letting his tongue slip slowly out.

Keeping my hands inside his waist band I moved them down causing his briefs to pass his hips and expose his cock and balls. The briefs fell to the floor as I gave his privates special attention.

His cock was partially erect standing out from the black, very furry patch of hair at its base, but it wasn't hard. It was circumcised, moderately thick and average in length. It had a pointed pink tip, soft on the outside and I could feel a hard center. It had a smooth, almost white area next to the tip but most of it had numerous deep purple veins standing out on its surface and pulsed slightly, moving up and down when I released it. At the base was ... well. "What's this?" I asked pointing to the white colored ring that seemed to surround the base of his cock. It was either hard rubber or rubber covered metal.

"That's a cock ring," he answered. "I put it on when I took my Levitra."

"What's it for?" I asked, feeling it. It's inner diameter was slightly smaller than his cock and was digging into the cock's surface.

"It helps me have and sustain a really hard erection," he claimed.

"Isn't that what the Levitra is for?"

"Well, yes, it helps me have and sustain an erection but with the ring it gets really hard, much better." He smiled at me with one of those smiles that says the wearer isn't sure how his remarks will be taken.

"Oh good!" I said, "the harder the better. Thinking of me again were you?" I smiled at him, stood up and gave him another big kiss, stroking his cock as I did so.

"Well, it increases my pleasure too," he admitted.

I moved my head down to his cock and gave it a kiss. It had a somewhat unpleasant odor, kind of like my feet smell on a hot day. I ignored it and licked the smooth at the base of the tip. I think he had been sweating there since there was a salty, sweaty taste. After a few licks the unpleasant odor went away.

His balls were covered with hair and moved slowly inside their sacks. Corey's always retracted inside when he was excited and I liked seeing Henry's fully exposed. I caressed them and watched as they seemed to writhe in pleasure. I grabbed them and felt the hard oval testicles inside. I pushed on them and they disappeared into his abdomen, only to drop out into their sacks when I released my hold. I found that I could both hold them in my palm and keep them from retreating by wrapping my fingers around the base. I rolled them lightly in my palm, kissing and sucking at them.

I pushed him back onto the bed, put my hands to either side of his legs, kissed the tip of his cock and then leaned in to kiss him gently on his lips. I rose and removed my bra, turned for him again, and leaned over him again. "Touch them, Henry Bear," I requested. I felt my nipples tightening in excitement and anticipation.

He reached out and gently stroked the sides of my breasts and then traced around the outline.

"Henry Bear, you can do better than that, rub my nipples, see how they are hardening. They want your touch. Massage my breasts!"

I loosened my jeans and let them drop to the floor.

He put his hands more firmly on my breasts and pressed half-heartedly. "What's wrong, Henry Bear?" I asked.

"I don't know. This is happening too fast. It seems ... It seems ... well, wrong."

"Too fast?" I asked, confused. "Wrong?" I paused. "I need you, Henry, I thought you understood that." I felt tears coming to my eyes.

"You said we could get acquainted first," he explained. "And now, you are stripping and asking me to massage your breasts, and kissing my cock. I don't really know you, Susan. And you don't know me."

"Henry, I know you are a dear, sweet man who is helpful to all of us at the RC airstrip, remember about Colleen."

"My point exactly," he said, tearing up a bit. "I didn't know even that she was at the Air Force Academy. See, I don't know you. You say you're all upset about Corey but for all I know he was just your latest boyfriend of the moment."

"He and I have been together since before I first came to the RC strip. That's been two years now. We were engaged. Don't you know that?"

"No. I didn't know you when you first came and I don't remember when that was. It's not always obvious when we're flying planes who's paired with who, or even if there's any romantic involvement at all."

"Oh," I said in thought.

"But I'd love to get better acquainted," he said. "And learn about you and Corey."

I stepped out of my jeans, got on the bed and lay down. "Come next to me, you dear man," I said, patting the bed. "Let's talk."

He swung his feet onto the bed and lay next to me. I leaned over and began telling him all about Corey and myself while stroking his copious chest hair. I told him how I had met Corey because his sister was my best friend. I was surprised that he hadn't even known Corey had a sister and had never met Kaitlyn. I told him about my friends having sex with several boys and how his sister encouraged me to have sex with him. I described how the sex had led to a deeper felling and love. Then I told him how we were "betrothed" with our parents promising us to each other. Finally, I told him about his moving in with some girl from his internship in Chicago and not even telling me. I began to cry and he held me and whispered words of encouragement. I saw his penis stiffening, maybe because his pill was kicking in but more likely because he was less inhibited.

We also talked more about his family. As I stroked his chest hair and moved down to his cock he told me more about his sons and daughter and grandson. Then he told me about his wife, what she liked and disliked and what kinds of things they had done together before her cancer. I held him tightly.



Consummation

As I held him, he turned to me and gave me a kiss. I kissed back and he put his arms around me. I reciprocated. As we kissed he moved one hand slowly to my breast and began to gently massage it and rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

He moved his kiss to my neck. I thrust my head back and sighed as he moved his hand down my belly to my crotch. I moved a hand to his cock. It was harder than any cock I had ever felt. I was reminded of references to a cock being "wooden". Corey's cock always had a soft, yielding skin and a spongy feeling to the tip no matter how hard the inside was. Henry's cock seemed to have no softness at all. It was hard, really hard, from tip to base. The combination of his pill and the cock ring really made a difference. I had to look. It was seven or eight inches long and maybe an inch and a half in diameter with a dark purple tip swollen larger than I remembered from when I first saw it. The veins on the side stood out in deep purple against a reddened shaft. The cock ring was embedded into the base. I could see and feel the engorged veins pulsating in desire. I desperately wanted it inside me.

Henry was stroking my pussy through my panties and kissing at my breast, licking my hardened, sensitive nipples. I relaxed, enjoying the feelings of pleasure shooting through my body.

He moved his hand to my panty waist band, pushed underneath and began stoking my clit. Then he moved his head down my body, licking and kissing as he went.

When his head reached my crotch he moved his other hand to my back and inside my panties to my butt. My panties were pushed down past my hips. "take them off, Henry Bear," I said, raising my hips.

He pulled my panties down and over my feet and then his tongue took over the task of stimulating my clit and his fingers penetrated my vagina. I moaned in pleasure and said, "Henry, bring me your cock, bring it to my lips."

He slowly swung around, continuing to lick my clit and finger my pussy. The amazing, wooden cock was at my face. I reached out my tongue and began to lick at the tip. There was a salty taste of pre-cum. I put my mouth around it and began to move my tongue around the base of the tip.

Henry pulled it out suddenly with a grunt and said, "if you keep that up I'll cum in your mouth. Is that what you want?"

I knew I wanted him vaginally and gently pushed him off me. "Henry, turn around, put your head on the pillow."

I got up, went to the bag from the drug store and opened the package of "extra sensitive" condoms, whatever that meant. I took one out and went back to the bed where Henry's purple and reddish wooden shaft stood over seven inches into the air. "Does it always get like that?" I asked.

"I don't think I've ever seen it that purple," Henry replied.

I unrolled the condom slightly, pushed the air out, placed it on the shaft and unrolled it to the base. "I'll take over, if you don't mind," I told him and climbed onto the bed, kneeling with my legs on either side of his and positioning my crotch over him.

I slowly lowered myself and holding his cock directed it into my vagina. I adjusted my position and slowly lowered myself until I was sitting on his hips and the shaft was completely engulfed. I felt it penetrate, pulling my labia in with it and rubbing past my G-spot. It encountered my cervix, pushed it slightly aside and then stretched my vagina. I felt the warmth of it filling my cavity but missed the incredible tightness provided by Corey's huge cock.

"How's that?" I asked.

"Warm, and soft and incredibly comfortable," Henry answered. He moved his hips up slightly and I felt him tighten his abdominal muscles causing his cock to wiggle slightly inside me.

I giggled, "that feels so good, do it again!"

He did and I couldn't help but giggle again at the tickling feeling.

I bent down with my hands in his copious chest hair and kissed him. His tongue snaked out between his lips, pushed between mine and licked at my tongue. I licked back.

Maintaining the kiss I began moving my hips slowly up and down. The wooden shaft withdrew and then re-entered. He began thrusting his hips up against mine as I came down and tightening his muscles so his cock moved inside me.

He put his hands on my breasts and began gently caressing them and rubbing my nipples. Then he began grunting and thrusting harder against me. He pulled his mouth away and grunted loudly thrusting his hips way up so that my knees came off the bed. I felt his abdominal muscles tighten. Corey did that when he was attempting to keep from ejaculating. I put my feet on his legs so I was not touching the bed and my entire weight was supported by his hips. His cock was as far inside as it could possibly go. He grunted loudly again and I felt his cock jerk and jerk again. An extra warmth inside me at the point of maximum penetration made it clear that he had ejaculated. I missed the feeling of the semen flowing through his cock as was the case with Corey. I guess I could feel it with Corey only because of the way his tremendous beast filled me. Henry grunted and thrust his hips over and over up into me as the semen flowed out and then he relaxed with a sigh.

I kissed him hard and then pushed myself up. His cock was still hard inside me and I resumed my own up and down motions feeling his shaft moving in and out. I pushed against it to stimulate my clit but I resigned myself to the knowledge that I would not be having an orgasm. I stopped, lay my head on Henry's chest and ran my hands through his chest hair.

"Thank you, Henry Bear," I told him. "I needed that."

"Thank you!" he exclaimed. "I forgot how wonderful sex can be." He stroked my back and butt.

"Let's clean you off," I said and pulled myself off him.

His cock was still rock hard. "The Levitra and cock ring sure do a job," I thought. There was a huge amount of white liquid in the tip of the condom and I carefully removed it, keeping my thumb and forefinger wrapped tightly around it to keep the semen from coming out. When it was off I held it up and showed Henry. "Wow! look at all that," I exclaimed. There was maybe an inch of liquid pooled in the tip. I had never seen so much come out at once.

I looked at his cock. It was covered in semen and a small amount was still oozing from the tip. I licked it off. I was surprised at the smell and taste. I didn't care for the smell and taste of Corey's but this was slightly different, salty, a bit sour, mixed with the rubbery flavor of the condom. there was another flavor too which I decided was maybe closest to that of the freshest raw beef. Not exactly the most appealing flavor but not bad either.

I licked and sucked on his cock to clean it off. semen still oozed out and I licked it off. Henry occasionally tightened his muscles causing a bit more to come out. Then I put my hand around the base of his shaft and tightly pulled it up to the end with my thumb pressing hard at the soft channel which ran along the underside. This squeezed a bunch more semen out and I licked it all up.

The shaft was still hard but now it was more like what I was used to with a light rose-purple head. The shaft was flesh pink and the purple of the veins was not so pronounced. The tip was soft and the skin of the shaft was yielding. "There, all clean," I said. Just as I said that I noticed another drop of semen oozing from the tip. I licked it off. "Doesn't it ever stop?" I said with a laugh and on a whim downed the contents of the condom. Henry smiled back at me.

He excused himself to go to the bathroom and as I listened to his pee falling into the toilet I was reminded of holding Corey's cock and making designs in the water. He came out with his cock still slightly erect and noticed my teary eyes. "Susan, what's the matter?"

"Oh nothing, ... well, something, ..." I told him how I was reminded of helping Corey pee.

"That's not something I have ever had done," he said. "Would you feel better if I let you direct my pee?"

"No, I think it would just remind me all the more of Corey."

I went in to pee and when I returned he was lying on his back, his cock. once again pointing seven inches almost straight up and covered with a condom. "Come here, Susan," he beckoned.



Orgasm

I lay next to him and he told me, "you are so beautiful, inside as well as outside. You deserve what I didn't give you. Allow me to make up for it."

"What?" I asked. "I don't deserve anything."

"Yes you do. You deserve an orgasm. I know you didn't have one. I came too quickly. You can see I am still ready to perform." He pointed to his condom-clad cock. I felt it and it was almost as hard as before.

"While you were in the bathroom, I spent some time getting it ready," he said. "Please allow me."

He moved me to the middle of the bed, positioned me on my back and brought a large soft cushion from the side chair in the room. He spread my legs and position the cushion under my hips so my twat was readily accessible.

He began by moving between my legs and leaning over to kiss me. As he did so his cock pressed against my pussy. As he kissed his hands stroked the sides of my breasts and then moved to my nipples. He wiggled his hips to push his cock between my pussy lips.

He moved his lips from mine and his cock from my pussy. He moved one leg outside of my legs, leaving the other between. Then he began randomly caressing and kissing all over my body. He would kiss my navel, then a nipple, then a breast, then my neck, then ... . Meanwhile he was gently stoking inside my thigh, then my arms, then my lips, then my pussy, then ... . his kisses would sometime be long and lingering, sometimes short and sometimes accompanied by a lick with his tongue. His stroking would sometimes use all his fingers, sometimes only one or two and sometimes the palm of his hand.




Susie Ch. 27



It was very sensual, not knowing where his hands or lips would move next. I found myself hoping for them to move to my pussy and linger there or maybe to my breasts and slowly more and more of them seemed to be directed to where I wished. And now, as his fingers moved to my crotch they would frequently enter my vagina, sometimes pushing deep inside and sometimes just spreading my pussy lips. His mouth would spend more time sucking and licking at my nipples or my clit. I would experience a thrilling tickling every time he touched me on a sexual part.

Then I found myself rolling off the cushion and onto my stomach. He didn't exactly move me but made it clear that was want he wanted and I complied. He began gently massaging my back from butt to neck and over my shoulders. It was so relaxing. The tremendous desire I had for his cock inside me began to go away. Then, just as I felt like I might drift off to sleep, one hand moved past my butt and down the outside of my leg and just behind my knee. It lingered there, making a couple of circles giving me a slight burst of sensual pleasure. Then he moved the hand up the inside of my thigh. a shock of pleasure shot to my crotch but his hand didn't follow that path, it swept around my butt and up my side. Then his other hand repeated the path down my other leg, to the back of my knee, up the inside of my thigh and around my butt. Once again a burst of pleasure shot into my crotch.

He kept doing that, alternating left and right. I was ready to beg for him to touch my labia and enter me, finger, cock, tongue, anything. I pushed my butt up hoping he would get the hint. I think he did but he didn't do exactly what I expected. he moved my legs together and put his legs outside them. Then he gently pushed his body against mine, pressing his cock into my butt crack and his hairy chest against my back. As my body pressed into the sheets he moved his cock back and forth in my butt crack and worked his hands around my breasts. Meanwhile he nuzzled my ears and neck.

"Henry' I said softly. I was about to beg him to enter me. Instead he kissed me so I couldn't speak and, to my delight, moved one hand away from my breast and down to my crotch. He pushed it under my body and wrapped it around my labia, gently massaging them. I hummed in delight and he gently pushed a finger inside me. It rested against my clit and pushed gently on my G-spot. I relaxed as best I could and enjoyed the sensation.

Then he quickly flipped me onto my back with my butt on the cushion, using my breast and genitals as handholds. I felt like the most important person in the world as his cock slipped gently up my vaginal channel. His expression turned into one of incredible delight and he kissed me, ever so gently. The combination of the extensive foreplay, the sudden entry, his obvious desire and pleasure and a quick, hard thrust of his cock sent me into a wonderful climax.

I grasped him tightly with both arms and legs using my feet against his butt to push him into me as firmly as possible. He removed his lips from mine and I watched an incredible smile spread across his face as his butt fought against my feet to continue repeated thrusts into my throbbing vagina. Then he gave a grunt, thrust unbelievably hard inside me and relaxed. I felt his body throb against mine as it pumped semen into the condom. I realized that Corey was not the only man who could give me pleasure nor did I require his huge cock. I hugged Henry out of gratitude, "Thank you, Henry. That was incredible."



Susie Ch. 28



Getting to Know Henry

My sleep was disturbed and I awoke in a dark, strange bedroom. As I watched the figure slowly go out the doorway I remembered that I was in Henry's house. I had seduced him yesterday and we had sex, twice. I thought back, it was great sex even if Henry was three times my age. I was twenty and my former boyfriend and fiance, Corey Daniels, had met another woman during his internship in Chicago and moved in with her. I had gone to the RC airfield where Corey and I had many fun Saturday afternoons. When I got there I realized I had come hoping to find someone to fill a sexual hole Corey's unfaithfulness had left. And I meant "fill a hole" in every sense of the word.

When I got there I realized that any of my younger friends and even the few twenty or thirty year olds would jump at the chance to be with me but would expect a long term relationship. When Henry came by and comforted me I saw the opportunity and took it! Because of our age difference, Henry would not expect any sort of long term romance or relationship even if he was more difficult to persuade.

As he came back to bed I watched the outline of his cock swinging as he walked. He had taken Levitra and I think it was still at work. I realized I didn't know exactly how old he was. I didn't even know his last name! He was just "Henry," the older gentleman with the nice manners, the fabulous airplanes and the willingness to help anyone who needed it.

"Henry," I said quietly as he sat down on the bed.

"Oh, Susan, I didn't mean to wake you."

"That's fine, Henry. You know, I am really sorry to say, but remember how last night we talked about how you didn't really know the younger people at the airfield."

"Yes, Susan, I remember. I remember not knowing that you and Corey were engaged or that that darling Colleen was now at the Air Force Academy, ..."

"And, Henry I didn't know much about you either. like how your wife died of cancer or that you have two sons and a daughter."

Even in the darkness I think he noticed my eyes getting damp. "Is something bothering you, Susan?"

"Henry, I don't know how old you are, or even your last name. Here we are having sex and I don't know your last name!" I leaned against his hair covered chest.

He didn't say anything for a minute or so and then broke the silence. "Susan, I don't think I know your last name either. I know you are in college and probably in your twenties, but you could be underage for all I know. We really should have known each other better before doing this."

"I'm twenty, Henry, not underage and I have no doubt that what we did helped me last night, ever so much, ... ever so much. And my last name is O'Connell, Susie O'Connell but that really doesn't help you to know me any better, does it?"

"No, I guess not. But it is good to know. My last name is Barnett, ..."

"Oh," I laughed lightly, "that goes so good with 'Henry Bear'." I had been calling him "Henry Bear" last night because of all his chest and back hair. "Henry, the Bear, Barnett. I love the sound of that! Henry, the Bear, Barnett." I snuggled even closer to him, pressing my breasts against his chest and wrapping my legs around his hoping he cold feel the dampness of my cunt just as I could feel the slight stiffness of his cock.

"And I'm 63," he concluded, hugging me to him and stoking my back. I felt his cock harden to wood.

"Henry, the Bear, Barnett is sixty three," I said, "and that's fine with me."

But it wasn't so fine with my parents. I hadn't told them where I was and it was afternoon by the time Henry and I had a leisurely breakfast after a wonderful morning fuck. He dropped me off at the park and ride lot and I drove Corey's car back home. On the way I remembered in wonder how he couldn't even get it up before he took the Levitra and then we had sex four times. Each time his cock was hard as wood. I wondered if he made love to his wife that much when they were young and whether his penis was just as hard then, harder than any guy's cock I had ever felt.

"Where were you?" my mom asked me. "We were getting worried."

"Dad was about to call the police," my sixteen year old sister, Cathy said.

"I needed to get out," I told them. "I needed to help myself get over Corey."

"You couldn't even give us a call?" my mother asked.

"I'm sorry, it didn't occur to me," I responded. "I was, ... I was busy ... Occupied."

My mother can see right through me, "You were having sex," she said quietly, I guess hoping Cathy wouldn't hear. But she heard.

"Yes," I admitted, "and I had a great time. And," I added, "It did help me."

"So you let some guy take advantage of your emotional state. And now, I suppose, you'll think you should get married to him. Or at least spend every weekend with him."

"Mom," I said firmly. "I didn't let anyone take advantage of me. If anything, I took advantage of him. We won't be planning to marry, I can guarantee that. But I don't guarantee we won't be spending weekend nights together."

"So how can you guarantee he won't fall in love with you and you with him?"

"I picked him. specifically because that's not likely to happen. He's sixty three years old."

"Why he's old enough to be your father!" Mom exclaimed.

"My grandfather," I corrected her. "I know, he told me that too."

"Sixty three!" Cathy exclaimed with vocal and facial expressions that implied I was robbing graves. She fled the room.

For the last couple of years my mom and I had been able to talk about anything and this was no exception. We went up to my room and I explained how I needed a "safe" man and how Henry fit the bill. I told her about Henry and his family and the way he treated me. I think I got her to understand. But, just as with Corey, she clearly didn't approve and neither did my father.

And they weren't the only ones.



Camp-out

I met Henry every Saturday at the RC airfield. I would hang out with the guys and maybe fly one of Henry's planes and then Henry and I would be off to his place. We always took separate cars and I don't think any of the others at the airfield even knew what we were doing. But Henry's family sensed something was going on.

The fourth week Henry called me and asked to meet Friday afternoon. "What's up?" I asked.

"Just an idea, a surprise of sorts," he said.

I drove to his house and he had a camper shell on his truck. We drove out to the desert and he went off-road, parking in the middle of nowhere. It was a dark, warm, moonless night and I think every star in the universe was twinkling like mad in the sky. Henry pulled an air mattress out of the truck, lay it on the ground and put a comforter over it with a couple of pillows. He gestured me to it and as I lay down on my back amazed at the sky. I asked, What's the camper shell for?"

"In case the weather changes." he replied. I could barely make him out as he calmly removed his clothes and threw them in the back of the truck. "I don't think we'll need it. Do you like the location?" He lay down next to me and began gently stroking my face.

"The sky is amazing," I replied, "but I can't see anything else."

"This place is all about the sky, ... and touch," he said running his finger from my face down across my breasts to my thigh.

I reached over and stroked his hairy chest down to his erect cock. I felt it and noticed it didn't have the cock ring and wasn't as rock hard as before. It was stiff enough to do its job but I found I could bend it slightly in my hand. I relaxed and enjoyed the movement of his hands while I continued to stroke him.

He slowly removed my clothing, piece by piece and then made gentle love to me, first bringing me to a climax orally and then delicately inserting his penis into my ready and yielding vagina. He slowly and deliberately massaged the inside of my cunt with his cock while rubbing his hands over my entire body with a velvet touch. All the time I lay at ease marveling at the sparkling sky and an occasional shooting star. My orgasm was over quickly but had been building for what seemed like hours and I spent seemingly forever in a reverie of passion that was more enjoyable than the orgasm itself. My cumming brought Henry to his own climax and he moaned in delight, pushing harder inside me with twitches that seemed to continue on and on. I fell asleep in his arms, his cock embedded inside me and still in a Levitra hardened state.

I awoke as he got up in the dark, slightly lightened by a rising moon. He took a flashlight and went into the desert to pee. That was the less romantic part of the trip -- defecating in the open and using the latrine he dug.

He made furious love to me in the cool light of the morning sun and cooked a breakfast of coffee, eggs and bacon on a portable camp stove. I leaned against him on the drive home, feeling very relaxed, extremely satisfied, but a bit dingy and ready for a shower as soon as possible.

Henry told me that his son, Dean would be coming to the airfield with his three year old grandson like they did occasionally. "Dean will expect me to go home with them for dinner so we won't be getting together tonight," Henry told me. "I thought a special Friday night would make up for that."

"Oh it did, Henry Bear," I told him. "You are the most incredible and gentle lover."

Henry replied. "God help me, but I think I'm addicted to our Saturdays together, I'll really miss you when you are off to USC."

"I'll miss you too," I admitted.

I went to the RC airfield that afternoon and watched Henry with Dean and his darling grandson. They watched the planes and Henry helped his grandson taxi an airplane around the runway. Henry gestured me over and introduced me. Dean looked at me suspiciously. I don't think Henry had ever introduced any of the younger crowd to Dean so my introduction was unprecedented. I think Dean also detected something in the way Henry looked at me and smiled.

Later Dean trapped me behind the bleachers on my way back from the porta-potty. "I don't care for what you are doing with my father." he told me.

"And just what is that?" I asked.

"Leading him on, probably expecting to get his money."

I laughed, "I don't want your father's money." I said. "I do just fine on my own, thank you."

As I tried to walk around him he stepped in front of me again, "I know you're having sex," he told me.

"Oh," I replied, "and if that's true, what business is it of yours?"

"He's my father."

"Yes, he is and certainly old enough to decide what to do on his own and definitely not senile. So! ... What business is it of yours what he does with his cock?" my frustration with what I was convinced was inappropriate questioning had resulted in me dropping all inhibitions in my language.

He was taken aback by my frankness and had to run to get in front of me again. "I don't want him getting hurt!" he said.

"Hurt? How is he going to get hurt?" I replied.

"When you break up with him," he explained.

"Your father and I are good friends, he has helped me over a rough time, we won't break up."

"So you are going to keep having sex forever and not get married?"

"No," I said and paused. This was my mother's concern too. How would Henry react when it came time to end our sexual relationship. "Besides, who said we are having sex?"

"I'm neither blind nor stupid. You two are getting together regularly for sex and sometime it will end. My father will be devastated when it ends."

Trying to avoid admitting the nature of our relationship I replied. "I don't think so. My relationship with your father is completely above-board. We both know the situation, we both understand that I will be going off to school and that, even though he will remain my good friend I will be seeing men my own age and, hopefully, eventually marrying someone close to my age."

"You may know that but I don't think he does."

"Have you posed the question to him?"

"No."

"Maybe you should."

I walked over to where Henry was showing one of his airplanes to his grandson. Dean followed me.

"Henry, Dean has something he wants to discuss with you," I said.

"Not here," Dean said looking down at his son. "Not in front of Danny."

"So, where?" Henry asked. "Susan can watch Danny while we talk."

"I'd like Susan to hear what I have to say," Dean replied giving me an unyielding look.

"We could meet this week at lunch," I suggested.

"Okay, okay, I like that," Dean said. "How about Monday at the 'In Town' coffee shop? Do you know where that is?"

"I used to work there," I told him. "Monday works for me. Is it okay for you Henry?"

Henry seemed lost, "Sure, I guess," he replied. "what's this about?"

"Not here, Dad," Dean stated emphatically.

After Dean and Danny left I helped Henry put away his planes before leaving for Dean's. Henry asked me what that was about.

"Dean is concerned about us." I said. "He's worried that I am either after your money, ..." Henry interrupted with a laugh and I continued, "or that I will break your heart."

"How could you break my heart?" he asked.

"Henry you know that soon our sexual relationship will end. I don't expect it to continue after I move into my dorm at USC."

"We both know that," Henry replied. He thought a bit, "I will miss your soft warm body and fabulous figure, not to mention your inviting wet cunt and the feel of my cock inside."

He stopped. He was clearly reminiscing over our sexual activities. I couldn't resist putting my hand to his crotch and feeling his growing cock. "And I'll miss your cock inside my vagina, and your arms around me, Henry Bear. But, we both knew that this was your way of helping me over my difficulties with Corey. And it has helped. I'm ready to meet new guys at USC and go out and have sex with them if I want. You have been such a help, Henry Bear." I gave him a kiss and looked at his saddening face. A teardrop was descending down his cheek.

"I'll be lonely without you, Susan," he choked out. "I have always known the end would be coming, but I will miss you and I will be lonely with you gone."

"Henry Bear, we need to get you out and playing the field again," I said. "This time with women more your age."

"Susan, I haven't the slightest idea how to do that. Not many eligible women at the RC airfield."

"You need to get out and around at other places. Bars, other activities, dancing? I doubt the bar scene is appropriate for you. Think about it Henry Bear, and I will too. It's still two months until I leave."



Opera

The meeting with Dean had progressed uneventfully, if you discount the fact that he left without finishing his lunch. He was frustrated that neither Henry nor I would agree with his point that we shouldn't be together. After Dean left Henry smiled at me and asked if I would care to accompany him to the opera. Opera was a favorite of his late wife and, although I was sure I wouldn't like it, I agreed to go. He picked me up in a limousine dressed to kill. Something about a man in a tux who is obviously comfortable in it and knows how to wear it turns me on. I wore an old prom dress that I felt would suit the occasion.

He actually came to the door and I had to introduce him to my parents who responded politely but very coolly. Cathy, as she will do, was straight-forward and outspoken, "So you and Susie have sex?"

Henry answered politely, "Cathy, not that it's any of your business, but I think everyone here knows that we do. I hope to our mutual satisfaction and benefit."

I waved and said, "see you tomorrow," as we left.

The limo driver opened the door for us and Henry immediately grabbed me with one hand on my butt and delivered a big kiss, which I returned.

In the limo Henry commented, "Cathy is just like you described her. Outspoken and interested in your sexual exploits."

"Oh Henry, I was so embarrassed. In front of Mom and Dad too. You didn't have to admit it."

"Maybe not, but you said you told them so I didn't see the point in just telling Cathy 'MYOB'. I thought admitting it would be the polite thing to do."

"I guess, but it was still embarrassing."

"Yes it was," he laughed. "Yes it was."

We had dinner at one of the nicer downtown restaurants and I didn't talk much as I watched the other well dressed couples. Most were elderly but there were other "May-December" couples. I tried playing the part of a caring niece. Not at Henry's bidding but because I felt more comfortable that way. That didn't stop Henry from sometimes giving me a kiss which would be inappropriate for an uncle or from touching and hugging me in places and ways which betrayed any niece-uncle pretense. I noticed that none of the other couples seemed to be making any "he's my uncle, she's my niece" pretense. I commented to Henry and he said many of them were paid escorts or high priced call girls, "not there's always a clear difference."

I hadn't looked forward to the opera. I expected to be totally bored. But I wasn't! I barely understood what was going on and understood not a word of the lyrics, despite the program. But the music! Oh! the music! Some of it gave me goosebumps over my entire body and two of the arias sent shivers into my genitals making me yearn for Henry's cock. I brushed it lightly as the soprano sang.

I could hardly wait as we crossed the street to our hotel. Henry had already checked into the room and I had given him my overnight bag the previous Saturday. I barely noticed the room, I just wanted him. I undressed as he closed the door and lay on the bed, knees up and legs spread, inviting him to me, the music still filling my head.

He had pulled off his coat and tie. "I need to visit the bathroom," he said, smiling broadly. "Keep that pose."

The toilet flushed and there was a delay. He emerged naked, his cock in the mostly erect posture it demonstrated when he didn't have his cock ring. He showed me the cock ring in his hand. "I can't get it on when I'm erect like this," he told me. "I know how much you like it."

"Come here, Henry Bear," I gestured to him and took the cock ring from him. I tried but couldn't even slip it over the tip.

"Wait a second," I said and got the small bottle of lubricant I kept in my purse.

The lubricant allowed me to push the ring over the tip but then it nestled just under the base of the tip and I could push it on only a bit more. I was able to get it off, a little disappointed in not having his usual wood. I began playing with his penis and pulled the skin over the tip. I had an idea and lubricated the skin. That made it a little difficult to get a grip but I pulled as much of the skin over the tip as I could and slipped the ring over that. I slipped it over the tip and then I pushed the skin down. The ring went with it and over the thickest part of his penis. I pushed the ring all the way to the base and lay back down with my arms and legs spread for him.

He lay between my legs and I hugged his furry body then moved my hips to his. I felt the tip of his hardening cock nuzzling at my vaginal entrance. A slight adjustment of my position and I pushed my hips up. The wooden shaft penetrated easily and deeply, "Ahhh!" I exclaimed in pleasure.

He took over from there pushing and swirling and putting pressure on every side of my vagina. front, back, left, right, and deep against my cervix. I twisted my hips, following his lead. The music played in my head and I began humming and moving to the rhythm. Henry took up the beat and chills raced across my shoulders and down my spine to my anus. The sudden tickle in my butt caused my to thrust my hips hard against Henry. That triggered a reaction in my clit sending a chill throughout my genitals. I gasped, dropped my hips, arched my back and thrust my hips once again into Henry's pubes. Another chill, another gasp, I began moving my hips wildly up down and side to side. Each time my clit hit the hair at the base of his penis another chill raced through my crotch. Again and again and again. It was the feeling of an orgasm but without the usual vaginal or abdominal spasms. But Henry began to shiver, he pulled his cock all the way out and jammed it in as I was moving my hips up to him and I came like I had seldom come before. Henry thrust in twice more and then I felt the shivers of his ejaculation as he hugged me tightly to him. His hips stopped moving but I kept thrusting in a vain attempt to recreate my orgasm. Finally I relaxed and felt the dampness of semen trickling down my butt. In the attempt to put on the cock ring we had forgotten a condom. "Oh well," I thought, "I'm on the pill and I don't think Henry has any diseases."




Susie Ch. 28



Of course Susie won. Since she was last she didn't bother putting on any clothes for the cheer-off. She brought the house down when she pulled the $10 out of her pussy in front of everyone. She was SO horny, even though she'd come twice tonight. 

After she was presented the $500 check the other girls left the stage. Now the stage was hers again and she used it to the best of her advantage. She strutted around the stage to amazing cheers. 

Guys where showing her larger bills hoping that she would let them put it in her pussy. But she never did. She knew she had a great ass and she displayed it well for them. We walked and strutted, knowing they were all lusting for her, wanting to rub her ass. 

She then made one more round displaying her boobs to every guy. She was having the time of her life. It seemed that everyone wanted her but she had never allowed anyone to pick her up. And she sure didn't want to go with a stranger. After all, even though she was horny, she had only ever been fucked by Peter, and she sure didn't want her second fuck to be a stranger. 

She watched McGee as he cheered for her and thought that just maybe he could be trusted. 

Finally she saw the next girl scheduled to dance give her a dirty look. So she strolled over to the curtain, wrapped the curtain around her body and disappeared.

This night had been a good night. Two orgasms...so far, $500 in prize money, and $435 in tips.

She quickly got dressed and came back onto the main floor looking for McGee but she couldn't find him. She hurried through the crowd, being delayed by well-wishers and guys feeling her up. She rushed outside and saw a cab pulling away. Was that McGee? Shoot!

She had settled down some. While she would have liked to get laid, she sure didn't want one of these guys, although she knew some of them would be willing. But she wouldn't mind masturbating with someone, someone she could trust. She had been hoping for McGee.

Susie hadn't watched a guy masturbate for a long time...since the fishermen. With Peter, they didn't bother masturbating. When they got together they fucked a lot. 

Where was Peter when she needed him? Shoot, where was Jim when she needed HIM? Maybe she could catch McGee back at the hotel.

Susie hailed the next cab and headed back to the hotel. "Are you a dancer?" the cab driver asked.

"No, but I DID dance tonight...and I won!" she replied.

"I bet you did! Sure wish I could have been there."

"Adjust your mirror."

She unbuttoned her blouse, she hadn't put her underwear back on, and opened it for him. His eyes got real big.

Then she hiked up her skirt and put her legs over the seat and proceeded to masturbate for him. 

She was SO wet, so horny. She was thinking about Peter, about Jim, about the fishermen, about the guys at the club. She had never gotten so horny after a performance since the first time she stripped on stage with Peter and Jim. Now the cab driver was getting a treat brought on by her horniness.

He had trouble keeping his eyes on the road. She didn't cum before they got back to the hotel, but she wasn't in the same horny mood now. 

But the cab driver parked off to the side and turned around to watch. Well, shoot, she thought. I guess I'm gonna have to cum for him, she laughed to herself. So she looked him in the eye and stuck two fingers in her pussy and started to stroke with earnest. In a bit she threw back her head, raised her ass off the seat and came for him. 

"That's a first," he said with a smile. She buttoned up and reached for her purse. "No charge", he said. "That was payment enough."

She kissed his check and got out and walked to the front door and flipped the back of her skirt up flashing him her ass. She smiled to herself.

She was kinda mad that McGee had left her there. Any thought of knocking on his door that night was gone.

She went to bed and to sleep. It was after 2 A.M. and she had that stupid conference the next day...or today!

At the conference she and McGee avoided each other's eyes, but at one of the breaks while he was getting coffee she purposely got beside him and reached over to get a bagel and rubbed her boob on his arm. 

Nothing more was said. And on the trip home she sat in the back of the van while he drove.



Susie Ch. 28



I licked Henry's cock off and put my crotch in his face where he could either taste the dripping semen or let it cover his face.

As usual, the Levitra and cock ring combination allowed Henry to get hard again and we made love twice more, once in the middle of the night and once in the morning before we left.

I like the opera!



Matchmaking

The fall passed quickly. Henry and I had sex frequently at his house and occasionally went out together. But I continued to be concerned about how he would feel after I left for school. Then, I thought of someone who might know where Henry could meet women more his age -- Corey's father. Sure he had his live-in girl friend, Marianne, but they were into parties and such. I gave him a call and talked to him about Henry, not telling him that Henry was my lover.

"So, Henry is unattached?" He asked.

"Yes," I said.

"And from what you say, he is financially secure and personally trustworthy?"

"Yes,"

"So you would vouch for his integrity and wouldn't have any concerns that he might, ..., well, ... uuuh, misbehave if I were to introduce him to any women?"

"No of course not." The silence on the other end made me realize that could be taken wrong. "I mean, I would vouch for him. I guarantee he wouldn't, as you say, 'misbehave'." Then I added, "Not to say he wouldn't, ... well, ... take advantage of a sexual opportunity, ... but only if the woman presented it."

"Hmmmm ..." I could tell that was a signal he was pausing for thought.

"Then," he said, "in two weeks I'm hosting a charity banquet and auction at my home. I'll send tickets for you and Henry. The first part of the auction is for eligible men to sit with the winning women at the dinner which will precede the rest of the auction. If you will introduce Henry to the women from the stage, he can be one of the men to be auctioned off."

"That sounds great!" I told him. I was already thiniking of ideas about getting Henry with the women at the party.

I called Henry and with some difficulty convinced him to be "auctioned off".

The evening of the event I drove to Henry's and he drove us to the Daniels' mansion. I introduced Henry to Mr. Daniels who told us that Henry would be the first man on the auction block.

The ballroom at the mansion was all set up. All seats were assigned and I was at a different table than Henry. I was happy to see that I was at the table with Marianne and Mr. Daniels. I wondered if he was thinking about me and Corey getting back together. I looked out the windows at the guest house across the pool where Corey and I had spent countless nights. A feeling of sadness and loss swept over me. I grasped Henry's hand and squeezed it as he went to his seat, next to an unassigned chair for the winning women. I had to look at him from across the room.

When it was time for the auction, Henry and I went to the stage along with the other men to be "auctioned." Corey's father whispered to me, "I'm going to introduce you as if you were still betrothed to Corey. I don't want to get into the complexities of the situation."

At the podium he introduced me, "Introducing the first eligible bachelor, Henry Barnett, is my future daughter, Susan O'Connell." I wondered if he knew how much that introduction squeezed at my stomach. I remembered Dr. Jacobs telling me how I needed to work through these feelings and do what was necessary. I took a deep breath, gathered myself and walked to the podium. Henry went to the center of the stage, looking very nervous and self-conscious.

"Henry Barnett is a widower of 3 years," I began. All thoughts of Corey were swept away as I spoke. "He had been married to his wife, Emily for 30 years before she was stricken with cancer. He has three grown children, and two adorable grandchildren. He is a retired electrical contractor. He is good with his hands and since retiring his days have mostly been spent building, especially radio controlled model airplanes which he flies regularly. In, fact it is through that hobby that I came to know him. Corey, Mr Daniels' son is also a radio controlled airplane enthusiast and he and I have spent many fun days doing that." Tears began to form in my eyes as I thought of Corey again. I paused to regain my composure.

I resumed, "Henry has always been the most helpful and cheerful individual at the radio control airfield. For example, he took one young woman I know who is close to my age and helped her fly the airplanes. She became the most proficient pilot and because of Henry's help she is now enrolled at the Air Force Academy." Then on a sudden impulse I added, "And, I have it from someone I trust completely that he's great in bed too."

There was a titter from the audience and Henry reddened. Mr. Daniels put his head to the microphone, "Thank you, Susan, I do suspect that last comment was unnecessary."

I pushed my to the mike, smiled and said, "Anything to get more money for a worthy charity!" The guests laughed.

The bids started at $100 and went beyond $1000. The bidding used numbered paddles and I recorded each bid paddle number. Kaitlyn, Corey's sister and my best friend was now working for her father's PR firm and was taking care of the guest list. I sat down with her and got the name for each paddle number. As dinner started and Henry sat and laughed with the lady who had paid $1200 to be with him I went around to some of the other bidders and suggested that Henry might be willing to take them on a date if they wanted and would give me their phone number. Most complied but one of the bidders said, "I'm married." I apologized but later she came to me and surreptitiously passed me a slip with her name and phone number.

Henry also donated one of his RC airplanes for the regular auction and also promised two hours of flight instruction. It was a beautiful, large single engine 1/12 scale model. Henry had two others like it and they were really easy to fly. Several women bid on the airplane, perhaps hoping to get a couple of hours with Henry but all of them had also bid for Henry's time so I didn't get any more leads. The plane went for $7500 to a man who announced that he wanted it and the flight lessons for his 14 year old grandson. I went around to the ladies who had bid and mentioned that Henry might be willing to give them lessons if they just gave him a call.

After the auction they had a DJ playing decades old dance music. I was ready to go but Henry was having a great time, dancing with several women. He came over to me and gave me the key to his truck. "You can drive it home," he said, "I have a ride. Return it tomorrow. Just bring it by my house."

I had hoped to go home with him but I had set this up for him so I left with a heavy heart and a final glance at the guest house.

Henry's New Women

The next day when I returned the truck there was a large, 10 year old Caddie in his driveway. Henry answered my knock in his bathrobe and my heart sank as I glimpsed a woman wearing one of his shirts and apparently nothing else. She saw me and came to the door behind Henry, "Hi dear. Susan, isn't it?"

I recognized her as the woman who had dropped out of the bidding last, not the winning bidder. "Yes it is Ma'am," I said. "I'm returning Henry's truck. He let me drive it home last night."

"Of course he did dear, I drove him home." She gestured toward the white Cadillac.

"Well, Henry, here are your keys," I said as I handed them over trying to hold my emotions in check.

As he took them his robe slipped a bit, exposing a partial erection. "Umm, you're showing," I said quietly to him.

He covered up and the woman tittered a bit, "Yes you are," she said with the sort of laugh that mature women use instead of a giggle.

Emboldened by the exposure and my calm reaction to it, she turned to me and said in a secretive tone, "And, dear, you can add my confirmation that Henry is, good in bed." I wondered if she sensed that I was the source of my own comment at the auction.

"Oh, I have something else for you," I told Henry, handing him cards with the bidders' names and phone numbers I had collected.

"What are these?" I said as he began to look through them and quickly realized the content. "Oh. Thanks, Susan."

He looked at them a bit more and asked, "What's the red border?"

"Married, but interested," I said. "You should probably avoid her."

"What is it?" the woman asked and craned her neck to see.

Henry calmly passed them over. I thought that was a mistake. The woman said, "Ohh, I see." Then she winked at me, "You're a busy little bee aren't you, Susan?"

I admitted it, "Henry attended the auction to meet women. I just thought he should get as much from it as possible. These are all ladies who expressed interest in him. Remember I asked you about it?"

"Yes, ... yes I do. I didn't expect so much competition," she said.

"Be careful, Henry," I advised, looking at her. "Don't let one woman consume all your time."

"Oh," I added, speaking to Henry but still looking at her, "I let most of these women know you would be willing to give them flying lessons. You may get calls."

I gave him a peck on the cheek, intentionally brushing against his robe and giving his exposed penis a quick flick with my hand as I moved away, "I've got to get going. I'll call you Henry, I want to say good-bye before I leave for USC."

He quickly closed his robe with one hand and waved to me with the other.

The next Saturday at the RC airfield Henry was showing a thirty to forty year old woman with a nice body, wearing a tight string top and short skirt how to fly. They were taxiing one of his easier to fly planes around. He stood behind her, pushing his body against hers and held her hands on the controller with his head next to hers. His lips spent as much time on her neck as they did explaining things to her and she made sounds almost like giggles. I decided not to interrupt. They left together and the plane never left the ground. Surprisingly I felt a little jealous even though that was exactly what I had expected to arrange.

I called him on Monday thinking he might still be occupied on Sunday. He answered and when I identified myself said, "Susan, I thought I might see you at the airfield Saturday."

"I was there but you were occupied and I thought it better not to interrupt."

"Oh, yes, that was Jennifer, she just wanted some lessons."

"Lessons in what?" I asked. "I saw more making out than flying."

"Well, she seemed to respond better to my direction when I showed an interest in her."

"I bet!"

"Susan, are you jealous? I thought we had an understanding that we were just friends."

"More than just friends," I responded, not wanting to admit my jealousy. "And I'm glad you're meeting other women. Isn't Jennifer a bit young for you?"

"Susan, you should talk."

"Yes," I looked for explanations. "Well I knew you before. I didn't just call you as a stranger wanting to hook up."

"I thought you were complaining about age differences."

He had me there, "I just think she's too young for you," I said, refusing to back down.

"Then you're too young for me too," he replied, quite calmly. "But we can still be friends. Did you call to complain about Jennifer or did you have something else in mind?"

I think he knew why I called and what else I had in mind but now I was in a quandry. "I was hoping we could get together at least one more time before I leave for school the week after next."

"Of course," he responded, "a purely platonic meeting I'm sure. Did you have something in mind?"

I could almost see his big smile through the phone. He was playing me. "Henry, you know I don't want a purely platonic meeting!" I yelled at him.

"But you're so young for me," his voiced overflowed with irony and sarcasm.

"Henry!" was all I could think to say.

"Susan," he responded with a tone of overwhelming sweetness. "Of course I want to see you once, or maybe twice, before you're off to school. And I doubt I could manage a purely platonic meeting with you. Remember that you're the one who arranged for me to meet all these women. For that I am eternally grateful. But you shouldn't expect me to cast them off, especially not the young and beautiful ones. After all you're the person who addicted me to young and beautiful."

"Maybe we could go to the opera?" I asked.



Susie Ch. 29



The Men in My Life

I moved into my dorm room at USC a week before classes began for the spring semester. My roommate had not yet arrived and I lay in my bed thinking of the men in my life and their effect on my life during my final semester at Community College.

There was Corey Daniels, he had been my boyfriend and fiance at the beginning of the summer. But he had gone to Chicago for an internship and a semester of advanced studies at the University of Chicago. He had taken up with another woman and not even bothered to tell me. I had to find out from his mother! I was devastated. When he came back for Christmas I found out that the other woman had dumped him. He contacted me and I told him that I wasn't sure I could ever trust him again.

He called and asked for another chance, the bitch had dumped him, and I told him that since he had convinced me to turn any decision about who I would marry over to my parents he needed to convince them too. He called repeatedly but I was over him. I left for USC before he came back from Chicago to resume his studies at Cal Tech. I was sure he would be contacting me at USC. I might go out with him but he had a lot of work to do if he wanted me.

Henry Barnett, ... dear, sweet Henry. Henry had been a huge help in my getting over Corey. He was a widower, 65. I'm only 20 but I had seduced him out of a desire for sex. I'm still not sure why I wanted or maybe even needed it so badly. Whatever, Henry had been an excellent choice. Sex with him wasn't just scratching an itch or getting back at Corey. No, it made me feel wanted and important. Henry showed me that I was desirable to men other than Corey and that other men could please me as much as Corey did.

Before I left I set Henry up with several other women more his age, excepting Jennifer who was only 36. He took to playing the field like a fish to water. I was even a bit jealous of the time he began spending with them. But I had selected him because he seemed "safe," someone I could leave when I when to USC with no regrets. Well there was a bit of regret but Henry and I remained good friends and may still share some "benefits." He and I had spent a wild night of good-bye sex after a rock concert the night before I moved. I had suggested an opera but Henry picked the rock concert based on his knowledge of my musical preferences. He was like that.

Dr. Jacobs had been my family doctor as long as I could remember. When I started pre-med studies he took an interest in my career and had given me a job as a medical assistant. He had also helped me pick USC, his alma mater. When I broke up with Corey he provided advice on how to get over my distress. He gave me extra work that was not too difficult to keep my mind off Corey. He helped me understand that no matter what happens I can continue to function. I'm much stronger as a result. If anyone helped my transition from the girl I was at the end of the summer to the woman I felt like now, it was Dr Jacobs.

Leo Daniels is Corey's father. When Corey and I were to be married he had set up an educational trust fund for me. However, the terms of the trust fund expected me to marry Corey. When Corey broke up with me I was concerned that the trust fund would no longer fund my education. That would certainly put an end to my plans to attend USC and could make it difficult for me to continue to get the MD degree I wanted.

I talked to Mr. Daniels and he seemed as upset about what Corey had done as I was. He assured me I didn't need to worry and then sent me revised trust fund terms. He dropped all the marriage conditions, added some money for personal expenses and added one new condition -- the money could only be used to pursue a degree of training in a medical field. Mr. Daniels had made sure I would reach my goal of being an Ob/Gyn.

And, there's my Dad, Tom O'Connell. He's always there for me and for my mom. Throughout my life he has demonstrated that a woman can trust a man. My father's example showed to me that even if I can't trust Corey, there are men I can trust. I took out a piece of paper from the bottom of my desk drawer, "I trust you explicitly and give you full authority to decide who I should marry," it began. The "contract" I had made with my parents. I looked at it and put it away. I considered it my primary assurance that I would not choose improperly.



Rachael and Josh

My roommate, Rachael, showed up just a day before classes began. She was a sophomore who had been at USC since her freshman year. She was kind of a "party girl" and well known by other dorm residents, especially the guys. We were in a coed dorm with women and men on alternating floors. The rules said no members of the opposite sex on floors after 11 but that was ignored rather than obeyed. Women would spend the night in men's rooms and vice-versa. There was kind of an unwritten rule that when a woman was spending a night in a man's room the roommate was welcome to use her room. That meant I had a lot of one-night male "roommates". I made it clear to Rachael, as soon as I clrealy understood her social activities (it took less than a week) that I intended to study and expected her to go to the guy's place. She was free to entertain a guy with me here but I didn't intend to leave.

Anyway, Rachael was away more often than present and in the first few weeks every one of the displaced roommates came to our room looking to score with the hot new roommate. I was propositioned a lot those first few weeks. It seems that many women would bed the guys forced out. I made it clear I wasn't one of them. I was here to learn and study. Looking back I guess I was always a serial monogamist, or more accurately serially monandrous. I tended to bond with just one guy and wasn't interested in sex with lots of different guys. I think I also had kind of an obsession with STD's.

Not that I avoided all social contact. Several guys invited me to basketball games, movies and parties. If they seemed polite and interested in companionship other than sex, I accepted. Some made vague invitations, hoping I would pick the destination. I always suggested the opera. That weeded out many of them but, unfortunately, seemed to leave behind those who were interested mainly in sex and would undergo anything to get it.

Did I have sex? I gave in to the pressure from a couple of cute guys but regretted it. They were both insensitive to me, just after their own pleasure. In, out, in, out, ejaculate and good-bye. I guess, "wham bam, thank you ma'am," is the conventional phrase except I never heard the "thank you" part.

Josh Westerly was John Sanchez' roommate. Rachael was with John at least once a week and Josh always came by. Josh was unique in that he didn't even attempt to make a play for me. The first time he came he just said meekly, "Rachael is in my room, would it be okay if I stayed here?" Then he just sat at her desk and studied. When it became clear his room would be in use all night he went to Rachael's bed and slept in his clothes. With the others I always went to the shared bathroom to change into my nightclothes but I took a chance with Josh and changed in the room. I didn't think he even peeked.

Well, Josh grew on me. He was maybe 5-8 and a bit on the slim side. he seemed to be reasonably strong despite his thin limbs, I guess "wiry" is the usual term. He had a thin face with a protruding thin nose and small thin lips. Looking at what I wrote it sounds homely but he was really quite nice looking even if not the most handsome guy. Sometimes he would find he was missing a book or had forgotten some study materials and ask me if I had a book or took a particular class. I never had what he needed and he would go scavenging for what he needed. When he couldn't find it he would return and lay in Rachael's bed reading or just staring into space.

I had to break the ice, "So, Josh, what is your major," seemed a safe start on his third visit to my room.

"What? Oh! Uhh, architecture," he replied almost like he wasn't sure.

"You're a junior?" I guessed.

"Uhh, no, a senior," he responded.

"And you don't care for girls?" I said with as light, joking a voice as I could manage.

"Uhh, no, I mean yes, I mean, I like girls. What do you mean?"

"Well, you come in, use my roommate's desk and bed and barely speak to me, unless you need a book or something. Maybe it's me you don't like."

"You seem nice," he responded. "I thought you wanted to study. That's all you seem to do. I didn't want to interrupt. And, ..."

I interrupted his pause, "and? And what? Just shy with women?"

"Well, a little bit," he paused again. "Especially good looking ones. I guess I didn't think you'd be interested in me."

Recognizing the romantic and sexual implications, I wanted to defuse it without making a direct challenge to his interest, "interested in you for what? As a friend? Why wouldn't I want to be your friend?"

He quickly recognized the "let's just be friends" implications when he had hoped for more but now, he responded without missing a beat. I think he was used to it or maybe had been thinking about it for a while. "Oh, Oh, of course. But, you know, uhh you know, ..."

I decided to face the issue head on, "But I know that most guys come in hoping I will have sex with them?"

He was a bit taken aback by my directness, "Uhh, yeah, or anyway to make out."

"Is that what you want?" I asked, now watching for his reaction as a test of his honesty.

He took his time trying to frame a response. "No. ... Well, yes. ... But not exactly."

"Not exactly?"

"Well, you're really beautiful. I guess it did enter my mind, maybe a lot. Especially when you would undress while I'm here."

"Thanks for the compliment," I said. "So you were peeking?"

"How could I help it? How could any guy help it? But," he paused, looking for the right words. "But, I really didn't come here looking for that. I just wanted a place to study and sleep. And I didn't, ... I don't want you thinking that's what I want from you. I would like to be friends but I was afraid, ... I was afraid that if I started talking I would make you think I wanted something else."

"You mean that I would think you wanted sex or a romantic relationship?"

"Yeah, but I don't, well I mean I might be glad to have one, but that's not what I want, not mostly."

"So why would I think otherwise?"

"Well because that's what most guys would want. And because, well, I'm not always good at getting the right words out. I would have said something to give you the wrong impression. My emotions from being here with you, with a good looking woman, a woman I would like to have as a girlfriend would overwhelm my desire to be on good terms with her. I know it would come out wrong. You'd think I just wanted, ... well, just wanted, ... just wanted your body."

"Josh, thanks for being honest with me. Just friends?" then I added some words of hope, "just friends, for now?"

"Just friends," he said. Then recognizing my final words he smiled and said, "for now."

After that we would spend a lot of time talking and joking when he came over. I sometimes had to cut him off so I could finish my homework or study for an exam. He never touched me but sometimes when he said something I found particularly sweet or funny I would kiss him or give him a hug.



No Longer "Just Friends"

Then, we made love. I don't remember the exact circumstances except that I had been listening to some opera on my MP3 when he came in. I was feeling really horny. I don't remember the exact subject of conversation but I remember he was sitting on Rachael's bed. He said something that blended so well with my feelings that I grabbed him and gave him a huge combined kiss and hug. He reacted in surprised, not knowing what to do. I moved one of his hands to my breast and stroked his crotch through his slacks. "I think the time for just friends is over, Josh," I told him frankly, pulling my shirt off.

He stared at me as as if he were in shock when I removed my bra.

"You don't think so?" I said as I unbuttoned his shirt and then kissed him, applying my naked breasts to his bared chest. I noticed his chest was almost devoid of hair.

"I guess," he responded. "But, uhh."

"But?" I asked as I removed my jeans and pulled up my underwear to emphasize my genitals. I began to unbuckle his pants.

"Don't laugh," he pleaded.

"Don't laugh? Why should I laugh?"

"Other girls did," he said.

"Other girls?"

"I've only had sex, actual sex once," he admitted. "I had a couple of other chances but they laughed," he almost looked like he would cry.

"But why would they laugh?" I stopped in my actions to remove his pants.

"My penis," he said quietly. "My penis is really small."

I was totally taken aback. How was I to respond to that. Clearly I mustn't laugh. But now I wondered how small? one inch, three inches, maybe six inches which wasn't small but I think a lot of guys under eight inches believed they didn't measure up. They watched too many porn videos with ten inchers. If it were really tiny I wondered if I could enjoy myself, especially when Josh was so inexperienced in using it.

"Josh, I won't laugh," I reassured him. "But depending on its size you may need some special instructions if you want to please me. Will you do what I ask you?"

"Sure," he said, brightening.

"Thanks for telling me," I said honestly. "Now let's see this amazing little fellow!"

I pulled his pants off and lowered the band of his boxers to expose a flaccid but enlarging inch long cock poised over a set of huge, hairless testicles and with the base surrounded by a thick patch of dark brown hair.

"Oh my," I said, "your balls make up for any lack of penis size."

"But they don't go inside you," he said as I kissed the expanding uncircumcised penis, now two inches long, and held his testicles in my hand gently massaging them.

"I'm a pre-med major," I joked back at him. "I know which parts go where."

"Please remove my panties", I told him. As he did, his cock hardened to a full four inches, and maybe an inch in diameter. Except for the soft tip protruding from the foreskin it was rock hard.

I pushed him back on the bed and presented my crotch to his face. "Touch me," I told him calmly. "And kiss me. Lick my labia."

He seemed unsure and hesitant but began rubbing his hands over my crotch. I sucked his entire cock into my mouth and began rubbing it all over with my tongue and pushing my tongue between his foreskin and shaft.

I paused to tell him again, "Use your tongue, lick me between my labia."

"What?" he said.

I thought a college guy would know something about female anatomy and the names of things but decided I needed to be a bit cruder. "Lick my slit," I said. "Push your tongue inside my slit."

He began licking in a mechanical but satisfactory manner. "Vary your movement, swirl your tongue a bit, and keep rubbing me with your fingers." I told him. I wasn't sure this blow by blow requesting was worth the trouble. "Maybe I should just let him fumble around," I thought.

I went back to sucking his cock and licking off the sour, salty pre-cum that kept oozing out. He was beginning to take deep breaths and paused in his actions at my cunt so I decided I better ease off.

"Do you know where my clit is?" I asked him. So far he had demonstrated little knowledge of female anatomy but I didn't wnat to insult what knowledge he had. "I like it when a guy rubs it or licks at it."

He paused to say, "I'm not sure what you mean."

"My pleasure button," I said, "at the front of my slit. Rub it, lick it." I liked Josh and didn't want to discourage him so I tried as best I could to hide my frustration. I wondered if the girl he said he had sex with had possibly enjoyed it. At least he seemed interested in pleasing me, inept as he was, more so than pleasing himself.

He began fingering my clit and I massaged his balls, which were now contracted next to his crotch and moving like mad inside their sack.

I decided I would have better luck with intercourse, me on top so I could be in control. I suspected my lack of enjoyment was as much due to constantly telling him what to do as any real deficiency in his technique. I pulled away from him and moved to mount his four incher. As I dropped onto it he did one thing right and lifted his hips to enter me more completely. "Ohh, that's good!" I exclaimed, mostly to encourage him.

It did feel surpassingly good. I wasn't sure what to expect with the small size but it did fill the cavity, even though it didn't really stretch it. I could feel it rub against my G-spot and push against my cervix. I felt his pubes contact my clit as he thrust up into me.

As he held my breasts I had a thought and pulled off, swung around so I faced away from him and quickly lowered myself onto him again. That accomplished two things. First, his cock pressed a bit more against my G-spot as it entered and secondly his balls bounced against my clit as I came down. I had remembered my mother saying she liked the way my father's testicles felt when they did it doggy style. I couldn't get Corey's huge cock into me from this angle and Henry's balls pulled into his abdomen when he got excited. But Josh's balls tightened up and were perfectly positioned. With the right rhythm they bounced against my clit as I came down. They hit with a cushioned tickle that was enhanced by my knowing they were his testicles.

He held my hips and swiveled his hips against me as I moved up and down. Then he moved his hands toward my breasts. I leaned back so he could reach them and felt that his cock would pop out so I stopped moving. My new position caused the tip of his cock to massage my G-spot as he swung his hips. Meanwhile he could now massage my breasts and I leaned back entirely against him so he could nuzzle and kiss my neck.

A pre-orgasmic chill spread through my body and remained as I tightened in anticipation. That brought him over and he grunted making short hard thrusts into me. The pre-orgasmic feeling increased but then subsided without bringing a climax.

His shrinking cock quickly dropped out of me and I reached between my legs for it. I felt semen leaking from the condom as his cock pulled out of it. I grabbed the condom to keep the entire content from pouring out but I knew the semen still leaking from his cock would be dripping onto the bed. Thank goodness it was Rachael's. She doesn't use it much anyway.

I rolled off him, dropped to the floor and knelt beside the bed looking at him. He said some inanity like, "Wow, that was good."

I responded by showing him the condom and saying, "You need to do something with this and if you don't do something with your cock, the bed will be an even bigger mess." I guess that wasn't the most romantic or sensitive way to end a session of love making with a guy I liked.

He asked for a tissue and then covered up with my bathrobe as best he could for a trip to the men's room down the hall. I had seen guys going down the hall in various strange outfits, holding their privates. Until then I didn't really understand why.

He returned and removed my bathrobe. He had testicles but seemingly no penis. I was laying in my bed and invited him over. I looked closer and saw a fleshy ball with a sort of nipple on the end just above his testicles. I felt the fleshy protuberance. The nipple was the end of his foreskin, closed over the tip of his penis which now peeked slightly out in response to my touch. I thought that if he were circumcised the tip would look like a flesh colored eyeball embedded in his abdomen above his testicles and with a vertical slit for an iris. I didn't laugh but could imagine other women doing so if they saw him like this. I wondered how he peed with his penis covered tightly by the foreskin and seemingly nothing to grasp in order to pull it out.




Susie Ch. 29



The next day at the office, Susie knew that she had to address the problem. All night she worried what could happen if McGee decided to out her. She liked McGee and while she noticed how he looked at her now, she didn't feel like he would betray her. But they needed to come to an agreement.

At 5:00 the office pretty much cleared out. She knew that McGee normally worked late so she hung around. McGee was much higher on the ladder than she was and he had his own private office. So around 5:30 she knocked on his door.

"Come in," was the reply.

Susie nervously opened the door, slipped in and closed it behind her. When McGee saw her he turned red.

They were both very nervous, knowing they each could really hurt the other with loose lips.

"Susie, um...Susie, I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"Um...I don't know," he laughed. "I just thought I needed to apologize. I shouldn't have been there the other night."

"Well, Bill, you were, and so was I. And neither of us has any right to judge the other. I guess we're both perverts," she laughed.

McGee laughed. "I've always thought there was something wrong with me. I'm sorry, but I like to look at naked women. My wife is so shy she hardly let's me see her naked. I don't go to those kind of clubs much, but that was not my first."

"It wasn't mine either," she laughed.

They both laughed. "But you were awesome up there...and back-stage too." He turned red.

"I was pissed that you left me there."

"I'm sorry, Susie. I feel bad about that. I didn't know what to do. But Susie, I will NEVER tell anyone that you were there...and danced like...that. And I hope you won't tell anyone that I was there."

"No chance of that," she laughed. "But I tell you what. You have a 'problem' and so do I. Maybe we can solve each other's problem."

"What kind of problem do YOU have," McGee asked.

"I like to show off. I love for men to see me naked. And I like to masturbate with men."

McGee turned an even more bright shade of red. 

"I have a proposal to make to you, Bill. You like to look at naked women and I like men to see me naked."

"OK."

"You have a private office and I propose that I come in here once in a while when I need to and strip for you."

McGee looked around his office. "We can lock the door," said Susie as she walked to the door and locked it. She walked back toward his desk as she started to unbutton her blouse. "We might need to do this after hours," she told him.

She moved a chair closer to his desk and stepped up on it and then onto the top of his desk. She kicked the folders onto the floor. He can pick them up later after the show I'm gonna give him, she thought with a giggle.

Susie took off her blouse and dropped it on the floor. Then dropped her skirt and kicked IT to the floor. She reached behind her back and loosened her bra, slipped it off and dropped it along with her skirt and blouse.

She turned around and began to lower her panties. She dropped them to the desk and hooked them on her big toe and flipped them off the desk next to her other clothes.

"Do you like my body?" she asked as she turned around.

McGee licked his lips. "You are gorgeous."

Susie squatted down in front of him, opening her legs, giving him a good view of her pussy. "How do I compare to the other girls at the strip club?"

"Not close. I'd take you any day."

"How do you want me?"

McGee looked nervous. "Susie, I'm married, and I've never had another woman. I'm kinda proud of that."

"I've only been with one guy myself. So you just want to watch."

"Yes."

"What do you want to watch?"

"Um...what you did the other night."

"Dance naked for you?"

"And the other."

"Masturbate for you?"

He nodded.

"OK, fair enough. Sit back and relax."

McGee sat back and Susie sat down on his desk. She extended her legs over his shoulders and pulled him a little closer. She laid back on his desk...it was a big desk...and started running her hands over her body.

She rubbed her boobs, tweaking her nipples. She ran her hand over her belly and eventually came to the top of her pussy. She pulled on the top of her pussy and then ran a finger down her slit.

"Mmmmmmm, that feels so good. Do you like what you see?"

He gulped and nodded.

She opened up her pussy. "Do you like that?"

A nod.

"Would you like to stick your tongue in there?"

He shook his head. "Susie, I don't want to start that. I'm afraid I would go too far. Farther than I need to go."

"Fair enough."

Susie laid back again and started to masturbate in earnest. She fantasized about Peter licking her pussy. She thought about Jim and the day that started all this. She fantasized about Jim, about stripping for him the first time, how he licked her pussy that time. How he licked her asshole. Oh, it had been so long since someone had licked her asshole.

Susie arched her back and lifted her ass off the desk and came for McGee. She laid there for a bit catching her breath. She looked down her body at McGee. He was smiling.

"That was good," she said.

"Yes, it was," he replied with a grin.

"Next time I want you to stroke your cock while I rub my pussy."

He thought for a minute. "OK, I think we can do that." He was thinking, I could watch her all day.

She got off his desk, between his legs and leaned over him and gave him a kiss on the cheek. His hands came around her and rubbed her ass. She patted his crotch.

"Thank you," she said.

"No, thank YOU!"

"Next time. I want to see you cum with me," she winked at him and turned and found her clothes and quickly got dressed.

She shared her new show off opportunity with Peter. He was supportive but also worried. "Peter, you don't have anything to worry about. I love YOU! He's a nice guy and never touches me," she lied.

"Just be careful," he told her. "Are you going to do it with him again."

"I think so. And I promise to tell you all about it."

And there were many next times. They would stay late after work about twice a week. That seemed to keep her needs satisfied. Her's AND Peter's. And of course McGee's.

She brought two towels with her, one for his desk and one for his lap. A few times he squirted all over her and she rubbed it all over her body. He only touched her when she kissed him goodbye, but his hands wandered more each time, finally fingering her pussy.



Susie Ch. 29



I squeezed the nub and the tip popped out. Then I invited him him to lie next to me. I thought that was the best way to make up for my insensitivity over the leaking condom. We snuggled together on the small bed. He lay behind me with his arms around my breasts and his balls pushing into my butt. I couldn't feel his shrunken penis.

I awoke in the morning with a re-hardened cock against my back and Josh lightly rubbing my back. As I was enjoying his attention the door opened and Rachael came in. She took a quick look and said, without a bit of surprise. "Have fun last night?"

"Yes," I said, more concerned with covering Josh's nakedness and his sensitivity about his penis size with my body. Rachael undressed without a hint of modesty. I felt Josh looking over my shoulder at her.

She looked at us and turned to show her entire, light brown body with the small vertical patch of dark brown pubic hair. She had very slight tan lines around her aureoles and at her crotch. "You like what you see?" she said to Josh, holding her substantial breasts with their large dark aureoles and lighter colored nipples.

"Yeah," Josh mumbled.

"Maybe you and I should get together?" she said, sitting on the bed and playing with her cunt, displaying large dark labia and bright pink inside. I felt Josh's penis harden against my butt. "You could have John," she told me, referring to Josh's roommate. "He's got a big package, You'd like it. You can check it out on the third floor some night. John likes to go to the men's bath after hours naked, hoping some of the women who are still there will see him.

Then she put on her clothes, grabbed a couple of books from her desk, took a look at her bed, said, "you might clean this up. I have my 9 O'clock to get to," and left the room.

I realized I had a 9:00 lecture too. I considered blowing it off but got up, dressed, gave Josh a quick kiss on the cheek and rushed out.



Regrets

That day I realized my feelings and situation with Josh were entirely different than any other guy I had sex with. Other guys fit in either of two categories. First there were the guys I liked and expected to continue have a sexual relationship with. Then were the guys I decided I didn't care for and knew I wouldn't have sex with again. But Josh I really liked and I didn't really want to have sex with him again. It wasn't so much that he wasn't a great lover. I knew he would get better, he wanted to please me. He just needed to learn. It wasn't his small penis either. I could tell that he would be able to please me with it once he learned more about how to use it and his other appendages.

Instead I enjoyed talking to him. I had so enjoyed relaxing with no sexual tension between us. I was now concerned that a desire for sex would color our friednship. And telling him I wanted him for his friendship and not for sex could really impact the relationship.

I quickly discovered that not addressing the issue was also a problem. The next time he came to the room I greeted him but we both sat in silence, me writing a term paper and he reading. I didn't know what to say and was really blocked in my term paper because all I could think of was what he might be thinking and what, if anything, I should say to him. He broke the seemingly interminable silence, "Susie?"

Thankful for the interruption but not sure what to expect, I turned to him, "What do you want, Josh?"

"Are you upset with me?"

"No, why would you think that?"

"You're not talking. We shouldn't have had sex, should we?"

"Josh, we had sex. I enjoyed it. I wanted it. There was nothing wrong with us having sex."

He sensed the word I had suppressed, "but?" he said. "There's a missing 'but' there isn't there?"

I had to face it. Trying to select the least hurtful wording possible I presented the situation. "Josh, I loved having sex with you, but, ..." there, I had said it. "But, Josh, I want to be your friend. It's not the sex, I'm worried it will get in the way of our being friends."

"So, we're 'just friends' again?"

"Josh I'm worried that you will want to have sex and it will get in the way of our friendship."

"So, you don't want to have sex?"

"Josh, I don't want having sex or not having sex to, ... to, ..." I struggled for the words. "I don't want it to influence our relationship."

"I don't understand."

I wasn't sure I did either. I was sure having trouble explaining it. "Josh, you know about 'friends with benefits'?"

He looked a bit downcast. "Yeah, that's friends who can have sex when they want it. It implies no romantic implications."

"Josh, I don't want 'friends with benefits.' You mean more than that to me. But I don't want you as a lover either or as 'just a friend'."

"It seems like you've exhausted the categories," he said.

"Well, we need to invent a new category. Friends, friends for which sex isn't an issue. Friends that can have sex or not have sex but that doesn't define the relationship and for which thoughts of sex or no sex are not involved."

"Susie."

"What Josh?"

"I'm not sure I can do that."

"Josh remember we were, 'just friends, for now'?"

"You want to be 'just friends' again?"

"No, I want to be more than 'just friends'. I want to be real friends, real friends without sex, for now, and with sex, for now." the whole think was clear to me but I saw his confusion. I tried again. I wanted him to understand. "Josh, I want you to be a friend. I don't want to cut off sex with you but I don't want desire for sex to influence your thoughts, or mine."

"So, if I want to have sex with you?"

"Ask, but I don't want you to feel upset or rejected if I say I just want to talk."

"And if you want sex with me?" I could tell he was really asking if I would ever want sex with him.

"Then I'll ask and I'll do my best not to feel rejected if you say you just want to talk."

He thought and then responded, "Susie."

"What?"

He smiled slightly, "I doubt I'll ever say I'll say I just want to talk."

"Men!" I thought to myself. "Even good guys like Josh are still men." I realized I had just gained a bit of insight into Corey's transgression too.

"Maybe not," I said. "I guess what I'd like from you is to put sex with me to the back of your mind and not worry about whether we will or won't have sex so we can continue to be good friends."

He sat in thought, trying to assimilate what I had told him.

"We're not having sex tonight," I told him bluntly, in an attempt to clarify his thoughts.

"Oh, okay," he responded quickly, like I had just pushed a reset button. "What are you working on?"

After that, whenever he seemed extra quiet, I just said, "No sex tonight," and things would revert to normal.

Within a couple of weeks things returned to normal with us. I would still dress for bed right in front of him but now he watched with interest Instead of pretending to not watch. One night I was about to put on my PJ's and had an inspiration. "Josh, come here," I said, standing naked before him.

"You said no sex tonight," he mumbled with a smile.

"Not sex, just education," I told him. "What do you know about a woman's body?"

I gave him a brief tour and then on subsequent nights when he was present I talked about which parts of my body were most sensitive and how to stimulate them. We didn't have intercourse but I coached him as he sucked. licked, fingered and massaged every part of me. I had orgasm after orgasm as I completed his education in pleasing a woman, or, anyway, pleasing me.

One night I told him I had shown him everything I could. Surprisingly, this made things better for us. Now he talked about all kinds of issues he wouldn't have raised before and even did some teaching of his own, showing me how he popped out his penis to pee, for example, and together we discovered his most sensitive parts.

He also started giving me back massages when I was stressed and would move to my breasts or crotch when I indicated that's what I wanted. I would do the same for him. Never any penis-vagina intercourse but relaxed, enjoyable times.



News

Throughout all this time, with Josh coming to my room every two or three days, I didn't date any other guys even though Josh and I weren't boyfriend/girlfriend. Well at least we never went out on dates or had intercourse. We just studied together, talked and helped each other relax. Like I said, I'm monandrous by nature. I really felt like going out with other guys would be some kind of betrayal of my special relationship with Josh. I guess that's part of what "more than just friends" meant to me.

Spring Break was approaching and much of the dorm was abuzz over where to go. Cancun seemed a big favorite but Rachael's family sent several weeks each summer there and she campaigned for Miami Beach. Ultimately a few went to Cancun but financial concerns led most to ultimately head for Padres Island, bypassing the local meccas of San Diego and Lake Havasu. L.A. area beaches were never even under consideration.

Josh decided to go to Padres Island and hinted that I should go, especially since my 21st birthday would be during spring break this year. Instead I decided to stay behind and work. I would spend a day or two with my family and catch up with old friends. Spring break always seemed like just an excuse to drink. Drinking and drugs were never my thing. I didn't like the feeling that I was losing control. I much preferred sex and drunken sex didn't appeal to me. The few times I had too much to drink I felt so numb that I didn't want sex -- it would have been less sensual.

A few days before spring break, I got a phone call from an old high school friend, April Sandoval. "Susie," she said, her voice wavering with emotion. "It's April."

"April, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Susie," she said, slowly and with difficulty. "It's Brittany." Brittany had been one of my best friends in high school. She and April and two other girls and I had sex with several boys. Brittany had become a sex addict, dropped out of school and turned to prostitution. "Susie," April continued in a maddeningly slow pace, "Brittany's dead."

It didn't register, "What?"

"Brittany! Susie, Brittany! she's dead!"

"What? ... When? ... Where? ... How?" What she said had finally registered. April would know because her mom had always been somewhat close to Brittany's mom. I didn't really care whether I had the answer to any of the questions. I wanted her to tell me it was a slightly delayed April Fool joke in very poor taste.

"They found her in a downtown hotel room," April explained. "She had been dead for three days, the room had been paid for for that long and there was a 'don't disturb' sign on the door. The police told Mrs. Reynolds (Brittany's mom) that it was an accidental drug overdose but she told my mom she thinks that just avoids any need for investigation. She thinks it was suicide."

She gave me the details. I wouldn't be spending my 21st birthday celebrating, but at memorial services for an old friend.



Susie Ch. 30



Sexual Solace

I lay down on the bed, still holding the phone. I was in shock. I had just learned that Brittany Reynolds had died, apparently of a drug overdose. She had been alone in a hotel room. The last time I had seen Brittany my final words to her were, "Call me if you ever decide to see me. I really want to see you and talk with you." Her response was, basically, "leave me alone!" She had become a sex addict in high school and then dropped out and turned to prostitution. I felt partly responsible because she and I and three other girls had experimented with sex together. I thought those experiments had led to her addiction and her prostitution and now ... her death at 21. 21! I wasn't 21 yet! Her services would be on my 21st birthday, in the middle of spring break. What a way to celebrate.

My good friend, Josh, was there and asked, "What is it? What's wrong?"

"Just hold me, Josh, just hold me," I requested.

I told him about Brittany. About how five of us, my then and current best friend Kaitlyn, April, Judy, Brittany and I had been inseparable during high school. We had always done our homework together every afternoon at Judy's. Then Judy showed us some of her father's porn videos and we decided to act them out with guys from school. I told him about how our parents had broken us up; about how Brittany became obsessed with sex and left school to become a prostitute; how I blamed myself partly for that; how we had located Brittany and met her by contacting her pimp and pretending to be clients; and then how she had run away from us despite my protests.

"Maybe if I hadn't gone along with those porn videos or not gone along when we invited those boys over," I cried. "Maybe she wouldn't have become a prostitute. Maybe she'd still be alive. Maybe still be my friend."

Josh tried to calm my concerns but I would have none of it. I just said, "Make love to me, Josh. Make tender love to me."

I don't know why I think having a cock inside me will make me feel better when I'm upset. No, I do know -- it's because having a cock inside does make me feel better. What I don't understand is why it makes me feel better. I just know it does.

"Are you sure, Susie?" Josh asked, adding. "I don't know ..."

Josh and I had sex once before but it didn't seem right so we had avoided it for the last couple of months, staying friends. We had done a bit of mutual sexual exploration. That one time at actual intercourse, Josh had proven to be less than expert at pleasing me so I had spent some time showing him where and how to please a woman (well, me anyway).

"I'm sure, Josh," I said, tears coming to my eyes. "I need you. I need your love. I need your tender caresses. I need you, all of you, now!."

He began to undress. "Undress me first, Josh. Please." I requested.

He slowly and gently undressed me, kissing and caressing each part of my body as it was bared: my stomach and shoulders as my blouse was removed, my feet and toes when my shoes were gone, my legs and thighs as my jean came off, my breasts and nipples after they were freed from the restraint of my bra. Finally, he slipped my panties down my legs and over my feet.

He used every method of pleasuring me I had instructed him in: just the right amount of attention and pressure on my breasts, just the right touch over my back and stomach, just the right amount of kissing and touching to my legs and the inside of my thighs. Hard, deep kisses, penetrating my mouth with his tongue as he stroked my clit and rubbed at the entrance to my vagina. Then he thrust his fingers inside me, massaged my G-spot and wiggled his fingers at my cervix.

I tightened and arched my back and then relaxed, moaning with his kisses and stokes. He moved his mouth to my crotch and began slowly licking my vulva, keeping his fingers inside and his thumb on my clit. I grabbed his short, hard penis and pulled it to my mouth, devouring all four inches and moving my tongue to every part, pushing inside the foreskin to circle the tip. He jerked as I lapped at the underside and pulled it out without missing a beat at my crotch.

I continued to lick at the outside of his foreskin and sucked his cock into my mouth. Then I felt the tingle of orgasm filling me, starting with my clit and moving inside my vagina. He sensed my excitement and immediately pulled away, turned his body around and jammed his penis inside me. The suddenness of it all and the size of his penis, small, but larger than the fingers that had been inside, brought me to an immediate climax. As I shouted at the suddenness of it all I felt him jerk and his organ inside stimulated my G-spot as it gave up its fluid.

I kept my orgasm alive by repeatedly raising and lowering my hips, jamming my vulva against his pubes and feeling his penis penetrate me with each thrust while his hair tickled my clit.

As my orgasm died out and his penis shrank out of my vagina he said, "Maybe I should stay here with you." He was planning a trip for spring break.

There was nothing more I wanted in the world just then but I said, "No, you should go. Enjoy yourself."

"Are you sure?"

What I was sure of is that I wanted him to stay and make continuous love to me but I said, "Yes, go, have a good time."

I wanted him to protest, but he didn't. We lay in silence for most of the night and then he got up, dressed and left. I didn't see him again until after spring break.



Corey

The dorm was quiet and almost empty the first day of spring break.

I expected my father to pick me up so I was surprised when Corey showed up instead. Corey had been my boyfriend and fiance until he went away for an internship and took up with another woman. He had convinced my parents to let him pick me up.

"I'm really sorry," were the first words from his mouth.

"You should be," I told him, firmly. "And I still don't see how I can trust you."

We sat in silence and my thoughts turned to the huge cock I knew was hidden inside his trousers. I couldn't help thinking, "fuck me! Shove that huge cock up my cunt and fuck my brains out! Make me forget my guilt, forget Brittany." but what I said was, "How's Kaitlyn taking the news?"

"She was upset, but doing well," he told me. "We're more concerned about you."

"Why me?" I asked.

"Kaitlyn knows how much you blame yourself for what happened to Brittany. I think it's your dream about Brittany." He was referring to a dream in which Brittany had appeared to me and convinced me to become an Ob/Gyn. "How are you doing?"

"Okay," I lied. I was thinking that I needed to be held and told everything would be all right.

Corey wasn't convinced, "You don't sound completely okay. Kaitlyn and I are here for you if you need anything."

I almost blurted out that I wanted him to hold me and fuck me until I forgot everything else but held back. "Thank you," is all I said.

We sat in silence the rest of the way home. As I got out of the car Corey asked, "Do you think we can get back together?"

"I don't think so," I told him. "I've forgiven you but I can't forget what you did. I doubt I will be able to trust you the way I did before."

Out of pity for his downcast face, I added, "Things may change, but I doubt it."

Kaitlyn was at Brittany's services but I didn't see Corey again until summer.



Father Ray

After Brittany's services my family had a simple birthday celebration for me, with champaign. Even better, my parents gave me a car for my birthday! It was a three year old Toyota and now I had my own transportation. Unfortunately, I had no place to park it at USC. All the available parking was long ago spoken for. But I would be sure to get a spot for it next year. Anyway I would have a car for the summer!

I had my dad drive me back to the dorm the next day and I wandered around campus wishing I had told Josh to stay behind. I found myself at the entrance to the USC Catholic student center, opened the door and went in. I sat in a pew and reflected on Brittany and whatever part I had played in her life and death. I looked over at the confessionals, got up and stood in front of them wishing it was Saturday afternoon, or whenever it was they heard confessions. Maybe I could rid myself of this guilt.

A voice behind me said, "Can I help you, miss?"

I turned and it was a good looking thirty year old or so guy dressed in shorts and a Hawaiian shirt.

I saw no danger in honesty. "Just wondering when confessions are," I said.

"Saturdays between 3 and 5. But we can do them anytime. Do you need to confess?"

That seemed a bit forward. I didn't know this guy. "Uhh, .., I'm not sure that's any of your business," I said.

"Maybe not," he replied, "but maybe I can help." He held out his hand, "Father Raymond Nelson," he introduced himself. "And you are?"

I became suspicious. "How do I know you're not just some guy looking to pick up a good looking woman?"

"Good question, come with me." He led me out of the sanctuary and down a hallway to the offices. He went into an office with two women, one working at a computer and the other on the phone. There was a window facing what was obviously the reception area. 

"Hello, Father," the one at the computer said and the other nodded at him with a smile.

"Could you tell this young lady who I am," he asked the one who had greeted him.

She looked a bit puzzled and said, "Father Ray, of course."

He looked at me, smiled and asked, "So, can I help you?"

"Can we go somewhere private," I whispered to him.

"My office," he pointed to a door across the hallway. "Or we can use the reconciliation room, either works for whatever you want to discuss. My office is much more comfortable."

"Reconciliation room?"

"I guess people still call it the 'confessional'."

"The confessional, ... reconciliation room," I decided. "It seems more private."

"The reconciliation room it is," he said and we walked back into the sanctuary.

The "reconciliation room" had two chairs and a screen for those who wanted privacy from the priest. No point in that I realized and sat in one of the chairs while Father Ray sat in the other. "So would you like to tell me who you are now?" he asked and then, when I hesitated, added. "It's not necessary."

"No, it's okay. I'm Susan, ... Susie ... O'Connell."

"How can I help you?"

"I feel real guilty and was wondering if you could help, maybe confession?"

"Are you a Catholic?"

"Yes, well I had been, but I'm not sure now."

"In that case I can offer to hear your confession. Or we can just talk.

I considered and answered, "I'm not ready for confession."

"Oh, why is that?"

"I haven't thought of what I have done and I'm not sure I'm sorry for all of it either."

He thought a bit, "well, Susie, maybe the two of us can just talk about some of what you've done. I can help and then we can decide if you're sorry. Do you want to do what's right?"

"Yes of course."

"Well that's the main issue in being sorry for doing wrong."

"But what If I've done bad things I don't think are wrong."

"If you think they're bad then you think they're wrong."

"Maybe you think they're bad but I don't."

"Ahh, that's a more difficult one. I tell you what, if I can't help you see they're wrong then they must not be wrong. It's just a difference of opinion."

"I thought some things were always right or wrong."

"They are. And each person must understand right from wrong. But if they get it backwards I can only do so much. Susie, you must form your own conscience. If you have it backwards then maybe it's your fault or maybe it's mine for not being able to convince you otherwise. I tell you what. If I think you have things badly backwards then I'll tell you that and leave it to you to work it out in your mind. You can always come back to discuss it with me."

"Okay." I started with the formula I had learned in second grade, "Bless me, Father, for I have sinned."

"Susie, I want to move away from the formula. tell me about the guilt you want to get rid of."

I told him about Brittany and my guilt for her death.

"Susie, I can tell you unequivocally that it's not your fault Brittany died. But tell me about the porn videos and having the boys for sex."

I started to describe the videos and he stopped me. "No. I don't want that kind of detail. First have you gone to confession and told the priest about any of this."

"No, I was too embarrassed. That's when I stopped going to confession."

"How long ago was that?"

"Three years."

"So, do you believe doing that was wrong and wish you hadn't done it."

"Absolutely!"

"See, you're sorry. Is there anything else you think you have done wrong?"

I hesitated, "well, I've had sex with several others since then."

"I see, and do you think that was wrong?"

"I don't know. Some of it definitely was, but I don't think so about others."

"We don't need to worry about the ones you think were wrong," he said. "Pick a case you don't think was wrong and tell me about it."

I mentioned Josh and the way he comforted me when I heard Brittany had died.

"And using this boy sexually for your comfort was okay because?"

"He wanted to comfort me, Father, and having sex really helps me."

He thought for a bit. "Susie, I think you have a slightly distorted view of what sex is about. Tell me about another case you think was okay."

We discussed my relationship with Corey and then with Henry. He helped me to realize that my relationship with Henry was not really a good one and that even though we both enjoyed it and it helped me get over Corey I probably shouldn't have done it. But we couldn't agree about sex with Corey and Josh.

Then he asked me a bunch of questions about other things. Like, "how do you treat your parents?" and, "do you drink much at parties?" and, "have you ever shoplifted?"

He finished, "Susie, I'm going to give you absolution even though you aren't completely sorry for all of your sexual activities. Mostly because you have been influenced by the society around you. I don't think it's your fault that you think your activities are okay. But here's your penance: You are to read a book I will give you about the Catholic view of human sexuality, and I want you to say a rosary while meditating on the content of the book.

"And, Susie, I need to remind you that you should be confessing at least once a year, ideally much more frequently than that. And please start attending Mass on Sunday. And, finally, don't hesitate to get in touch with me if you want to talk about anything else. Oh, is there anything else you want to discuss right now?"

"No Father, thank you."

As we left the room he reminded me "Come with me to get that book."



Dream

That night I had a dream.

I was in a seemingly vast, white space. I couldn't tell if it was indoors or out. The white ceiling or sky blended with the white floor or ground with no intervening walls or horizon. Beside me stood an angel who placed his/her hand on my shoulder and gestured to the surrounding space. I realized I was slowly rotating and figures began appearing from a fog around me. As they emerged from the fog I saw they were all young women, some as young as eleven or twelve, the oldest maybe twenty nine or thirty. Out of the corner of my eye they all seemed somewhat morose but were smiling whenever I concentrated my gaze on them.

Then the rotation stopped and a small figure emerged from the fog and those present made a path for her.

I was reminded of another dream where an angel, the same as the one beside me now I realized, had carried me over all the people in my life who were shouting advice on what to do with my life. It was that dream that decided my current path to become an Ob/Gyn and the voice among the many that gave me that path, Brittany Reynolds, was coming toward me now. She came forward, smiled and grasped my hands.

"Thank you," she said. Then gesturing to the girls and women surrounding me she said, "we all thank you. You are doing well."

"I don't even know these girls," I told her.

"You will," she said in reply. Then she became very serious, "You are forgiven, It's not your fault. My life is not your fault. My murder is not your fault."

"Murder?"

"Yes, but that is not your concern, just know that neither I nor you were responsible for my death."

"Oh," was all I could respond.

"And I am very sorry," she continued.

"Sorry for what?"

"For the way I treated you when you came to see me. I only rejected you from fear. I shouldn't have. You were so kind to look me up. Thoughts of you sustained me. Thank you for doing that and thank you again for what you do now."

"You're welcome," I said.

She and the women began to fade into the fog. "I have to go," she said.

"Where?" I asked, half knowing the answer.

"To let you know what He wants from you."

"Who?"

"The One who sends me to you," and she was gone.

The fog seemed to envelop me, turning from white to gray and then black.

I woke convinced that I was following the right path for my future and with a deep certainty that Brittany had been murdered and had not committed suicide nor died of an accidental drug overdose. I didn't know by whom or why. I did know the knowledge was intended to aid my faith in the dreams. I also realized that the Brittany in the first dream had come to me from beyond the grave even though she had not been dead at that time.



Revelation

I had contradictory feelings of relief and concern. Out of intuition I went to Father Ray. I asked him if he believed in dreams. He told me the Church doesn't believe in using the occult and that it is best to avoid the interpretation of dreams. Then he asked me why I asked and I told him of my dreams in detail and what I believed they had told me.

"Have you ever heard of 'private revelation'?" he asked me.

"No, what's that?"

"The Church acknowledges that God may come to some individuals in the form of visions and dreams. Such things are 'private revelations' intended only for the one who experiences them. No one else needs to believe in them or accept them."

"You think that's what my dreams are?" I asked.

"The primary tests of a private revelation is whether it teaches right and avoidance of wrong. Secondarily it is a positive result in the life of the recipient. On that basis I think it is very possible that you have had such a revelation. But, Susie, it is only for you to decide and to follow. A genuine revelation will not ask you to do anything that is wrong and only ask you to do what is right and good."

"Father, would God send someone from hell to help me?"

"I don't know, probably not. Why do you ask?"

"Could a prostitute be in heaven?"

"You're talking about Brittany. Yes, a prostitute can be in heaven especially if she repented of her life or was forced to be a prostitute. We can't know who is in heaven and who isn't."

"I bet Brittany wanted to get out of prostitution and her pimp killed her."

"Did your dream tell you that?"

"Brittany said she was murdered but not by who or why. She did say she had been afraid when I tried to meet her. I was sure that she was afraid of her pimp."

"So are you going to do anything about that? Go to the police?"

"No, they won't believe a dream and my speculation about it. Brittany told me not to concern myself with her murder. I just feel better knowing she is in heaven."

"I can't refute your logic and it was your revelation if that is what it was."

I was certain. "That's what it was, Father. That's what it was. It wasn't just a dream."



Susie Ch. 30



Susie wasn't expecting to hear from Peter when she got a call from the receptionist. "You have a guest down here."

When she saw who it was she was shocked and tickled. She squealed and ran to him and jumped in his arms. She hung on tight to him. 

"I wanted to surprise you," Peter told her. "I got orders for the Pentagon. I'm being reassigned."

Susie was sobbing, she was so happy. She introduced Peter around to those who she could find. "This is Peter. He's my boyfriend."

Most people at her work did not know she had a boyfriend. They all wondered about this quiet, beautiful young woman and why they never saw her with a guy. They were all beaming for her.

"I'm more than that," Peter told them. "At least I want to be."

And with that he got down on one knee, right there in the middle of the reception area, pulled out a small box. A gasp went through the small crowd that had gathered. Susie's eyes got huge.

"Susie, will you marry me?"

Susie started sobbing again. "YES!!! Oh Yes! I'll marry you!"

Everyone cheered. Susie grabbed Peter and felt no shame in laying a big kiss on him. Peter put the ring on her finger and she showed it off to oos and aahs from the women and winks from the guys.

Things settled down and they retired to her office, or rather cubical. They talked for a while and as she saw that other workers were leaving for the day, she said "I want to introduce you to someone."

They got up and walked down the hall to McGee's office. They knocked. They heard a "Come in."

When they walked in Susie introduced Peter to McGee. "Peter this is McGee, Bill McGee."

Peter stuck out his hand. "I've heard about you," he said with a smile."

McGee got red. "All good, I hope."

"Bill, Peter knows about what we do," Susie told him.

McGee all of a sudden looked terrified. "It's OK," she quickly added. I've told him everything. Everything. And he's OK with it."

"I don't know what to say."

"Susie has special needs...and special talents. And I understand and accept that," Peter told him.

As they were talking Susie went back and locked the door. "OK guys. One of you help me onto the desk." They both looked strangely at her. "It's show time for my two special guys."

Peter helped her step up. McGee quickly cleaned off his desk. "OK, guys, pull up a chair over there," she pointed to the edge of the desk. This is my runway today," she said with a wink. "McGee, find me some jazz for me to dance to."

While McGee was setting up his computer with some jazz, Peter set out the chairs. Susie mouthed to Peter, I love you. He mouthed back, me too. Will you fuck me here? She mouthed back. We'll see, he mouthed back.

The music started and McGee settled into a chair next to Peter.

Susie was really interested in what would happen after she got naked so she didn't put on a slow show for them. She was naked pretty fast.

She laid down on the desk with her legs pointed at the guys. She motioned Peter closer and pointed to her pussy. "You know what I want."

Peter scooted his chair closer and rubbed up her legs. Susie just laid back and enjoyed his touch. No one had touched her like this in such a long time. Since the last time Peter did.

Peter pulled her closer to him, spreading her legs and draping them over his shoulders. He rubbed up and down her pussy lips.

"Come around the side, Bill. You'll want to watch this," Susie told him.

McGee pulled his chair around to her side where he could get a good look at Peter as he licked her pussy.

Peter opened up her pussy with his fingers. "Oh, I've missed this," he said.

"So have I," Susie panted.

McGee thought, I've never seen anything like this. I wonder if they will fuck in front of me.

Peter plunged his tongue into her pussy. She was already wet, anticipating his tongue. She pulled his head to her pussy.

McGee was mesmerized watching this action. Peter was licking all over her pussy, his hands under her ass. Susie was rubbing her boobs, concentrating on her nipples.

In a minute Susie's hand reached out to McGee. "Hand."

McGee put his hand in hers and she pulled it to her boob. "Rub." He did. Her boobs were so soft...and firm. Her nipple was hard as a rock. He was pinching it, watching Peter's tongue in her pussy.

"I'm gonna cum!" Susie cried. It hadn't taken much time to get her there. She was totally turned on. Peter grabbed her ass harder and sped up his assault on her clit. McGee pinched her nipple harder and she arched her back way up, panting, pleading, pumping.

When she came she sprayed Peter's face. He ducked with a laugh. She came for a long time. McGee had never seen anything so erotic.

Susie collapsed and both guys watched her, marveling at such an exquisite creature, naked in front of them, coming down from a massive orgasm.

In a minute Susie looked lovingly at Peter. "Fuck me...now! Right here. Right now!"

Peter stood up and started to take off his clothes. McGee started to remove his hand. Susie grabbed it. "Keep it there!" Susie was being bossy, McGee thought with a laugh.

When Peter was naked he scooted her to the edge of the desk. Peter's about six foot tall so his cock and her pussy lined right up on McGee's desk. He slipped his cock smoothly into her slippery pussy.

Susie moaned. "It's been too long, baby."

"Yes it has."

"I so need a good fuck."

"And you're gonna get it, baby."

From there they were quiet, except for panting and moans and sounds of pleasure.

"Lick my boobs." Peter started leaning down. "Not you, him," pointing to McGee. "I want you concentrating on fucking me.

McGee was surprised but he didn't need any more direction. He stood up, leaned over her and began licking her boobs, first one and then the other. Susie rubbed her hands through his hair and sighed.

They enjoyed each other, taking cues from each other. Peter would speed up and McGee would speed up. Then they would both slow down together until she became insistent again.

Susie and Peter were covered with a thin film of sweat. Susie reached out for McGee pants and while she was being licked and fucked, opened McGee's slacks and fished out his cock and began to stroke it. He was hard as a rock.

She began stroking his cock in time with her fucking and licking. They were all in one accord, she thought with a giggle. Oh, but she was too turned on to really giggle. Her ass was rotating, pumping against his cock buried deep in her pussy. His thumb was rubbing her clit. He would bring her to the brink and then stop. McGee would stop. She would whimper. Peter would smack her ass. "Be patient, baby. I've been saving this up for you for a long time."

Finally pulled her body almost off the desk, put her legs over his shoulders and started plowing deep, hard and fast. McGee was having trouble keeping attached to her boob. He looked up at her face. Her face was all scrunched up. She looked like she was in pain, but he knew she was close to orgasm. Her mouth was wide open in an oh. She was panting, moaning, arching, grabbing his cock, hard!

"Cum with me," Peter whispered. 

"I'm ready," was her reply. "Fuck me hard!"

Peter grunted and started to unload in her pussy. Susie started to shake all over, her face clenched in a grimace. "Oh, god. Oh god. FUCK! FUCK!"

With that McGee started to cum all over Susie. All three panted, spasmed, twitched, as they enjoyed their own orgasms.

NOTHING could be better than what they just witnessed and participated in. 



Susie Ch. 31



Josh

What a Spring Break! My first spring break at USC. I had spent it at home and at memorial services for Brittany Reynolds, an old high school friend, on my 21st birthday no less! Then I returned to an almost empty dorm and campus only to spend much of my time discussing my sexual transgressions with Father Ray, a priest at the campus Catholic center.

Josh Westerly had been a frequent overnight visitor in my dorm room. My roommate, Rachael spent many of her nights fucking his roommate in their room so he came to our room. He and I had been intimate a couple of times but for some reason I always felt guilty afterwards. And now Father Ray had been working on me to avoid sex with Josh altogether. As a result, when Josh returned from spring break I told him, once again that we were good friends but that sex was out for now.

And then, the unexpected happened -- he asked me out. First to a movie, then to dinner and a movie, then to a party, ... You get the picture. Before, we never really went out on anything like a date. Maybe we would decide to get something to eat, but usually we just studied or practiced at sex in my dorm room.

Anyway, now I really felt like we were a couple. Not only did we do things together but he was still easy to talk to about everything. I stopped undressing in front of him, knowing where that might lead. In the evenings, especially when he was still there in Rachael's bed, I would reminisce about our previous two sessions of lovemaking, especially the second when he had been comforting me over Brittany's death. I yearned to do it again.

I managed to hold back the temptations, often due to a half hour or so spent with Father Ray. I wondered if Josh had the same temptations and what he did to hold them back. I was sure he didn't go with other women, he spent too much time with me. I sometimes imagined him stroking himself off in the shower. I had never really thought about it before -- where do guys do that? I could do myself in my bed but then I didn't finish with a gooey, smelly ejaculation squirting everywhere -- a towel was enough to take care of any of my excess dampness. I got up the nerve to ask him how he stayed celibate and his first answer was, "I've been celibate most of my life, mostly too embarrassed to show myself to any women." I knew he was talking about his small cock, 4 inches long when erect. I hugged him and he added, "I've always masturbated too, I guess that helps."

I took advantage of the opening, "You must keep from making a mess somehow. You don't always use a condom do you?"

"Oh. No, I seldom use a condom. I usually do it into the toilet."

I found that slightly disturbing and tried to picture it. I decided to continue my fantasy of him jacking off in the shower.

I changed the subject by asking whether he wanted to make love to me.

"Of course I do," he said, adding, "I know you don't want to, so I don't pressure you. I assume that if you want to, you'll tell me. You're not shy about that kind of thing. I think that any direct request might turn you away from me so I just make subtle hints."

"Subtle hints?" I asked, confused since I never remembered any hints. Perhaps they were too subtle.

"Yeah, well like, I sleep nude now. In the room with you."

"Oh?" I tried to suppress saying it like a question. I hadn't really noticed. I guess he got undressed while I was changing in the common bathroom and then he got under the covers. That was subtle!

"And I touch you on the breasts and butt and kind of in front when we kiss."

"Yeah," I said smiling. "That's nice." I guess I was so used to it with Corey, my ex-fiance, and Henry, a man I had sex with to get over Corey, that I no longer recognized it as a signal that the guy wanted sex.

"I do all kinds of stuff to please you."

I don't know exactly why but the way he said it rubbed me the wrong way. "You're nice to me only because you're hoping to get in my pants?" I almost yelled at him.

"No!" he responded defensively. "No, I don't mean that. I'm nice because I like you."

"Then why mention it when telling me about how you let me know you want sex."

"I'm not saying I want sex."

"It sure sounded like it to me!"

"I'm only saying that I'm letting you know I would be willing to have sex."

"Oh, yeah," I said and mimicked him in my most sarcastic tone: 'I'm willing to have sex but I don't really want sex!' Give me a break and assume I have some intelligence."

"Susie!" he pleaded, "Come on, I just mean that I'm nice to you because I like you and I think that if you want sex it will because I'm nice to you."

"I defy anyone to make sense of what you just said!"

"Susie!"

"Men!" I turned my back on him in feigned disgust but he didn't realize I was putting on a show and had gone when I turned around.

"Men!" I thought to myself.

He didn't come by for the rest of the week, even though Rachael spent two nights in his room.

Hand Job

We had a date Friday night. I was worried he wouldn't show up, but he did.

I jumped him with a big hug, "I'm so glad you came. I missed you."

I missed you too, Susie but thought you were mad at me."

"Not really, I just felt, ... well, I want sex too you know."

"OH?" his face brightened considerably.

"But I'm not sure we should do it."

"Oh," his face fell.

"Can we just be together and enjoy each others company?" I asked. "Without requiring sex?"

"Sure," he said, like he wasn't sure at all. Neither was I.

That night, Rachael was away so he stayed in the room. I dressed in the bathroom and came in. Josh was in Rachael's bed under the covers. As I lay in bed I began to think about how he said he had been sleeping naked. I couldn't get the thought out of my mind so I crept over to his bed and carefully pulled the covers down. There he was, in the dim light from the window, in his birthday suit. I reached for his balls and stroked them lightly, his tiny cock responded by peeking out of its hiding place.

He stirred and woke, "Susie! What are you doing?"

"Just checking you and your little fellow out," I said, continuing to stroke his penis to life. "I hope you don't mind."

He hesitated before agreeing, "sure. Do you want me to do anything?"

"Just relax," I told him as his cock reached its full four inches.

I continued to stroke, wrapping two fingers of my my hand entirely around it, pulling the foreskin up over the tip and then back down and licking at the tip as it popped out. he began swaying his hips and moaning, "Susie," he whispered, "I'm going to cum."

"Good," I told him, grabbing harder and stroking faster.

He squealed and his cock leapt in my fingers. A white wad squirted out and landed on my shoulder. Another jerk, a weaker squeal and another wad flew straight up and landed in his pubic hair. I laughed lightly and kept stroking. He moaned in pleasure as the white liquid kept shooting out in random directions. Each time less came out with less force until semen was just oozing out. I put my mouth around the shrinking organ and sucked out as much as I could. I didn't care for the taste but doing it sent tingles of pleasure through my tightened crotch.

I lifted my head and looked at his face. He was smiling at me with a glassy look in his eyes. "I think I made a mess," I told him and went to get a damp towel to clean up. Cleaning it up was no fun, not only did it seem to seep into everything, it stuck and wanted to stay stuck. The musty odor remained in the room and Rachael commented on it the next morning.

Masturbation Fantasies

I visualized his ejaculation as I lay in bed. I tightened my thigh and crotch muscles as a feeling of sexual desire filled my genitals. I had to rub myself to orgasm before I could sleep.

The next two days I had trouble studying because I kept thinking about Josh. I had never really watched a penis pump out its semen. Sure, there had been instances in the shower or other places where a guy came in my sight but I had never really been looking at the action. I had been involved with other activities, like kissing. I decided I liked watching wads of the stuff squirt out, usually trailing a thread behind, and then sticking where it landed.

Looking back I can't believe how obsessed I became over seeing Josh cum. I didn't go to Father Ray because I didn't want to be talked out of it.

The next time Josh came to my room I asked him about masturbating and said I'd like to watch. I thought I'd be able to observe better if he was doing all the work. He hesitated and I told him I'd masturbate for him if he wanted. I had to tell him I'd allow him to finger me to orgasm before he agreed.

Then he wanted to wear a condom so his semen wouldn't go everywhere and "mess things up". Of course that would eliminate what I wanted to see. I'm not proud of it but I got angry, resulting in an argument over it and he lay in bed with his clothes on, pretending to sleep. I tried to do some homework, finally gave up and went down the hall to change into a nightgown feeling simultaneously guilty and angry (as much at myself as at him).

I couldn't sleep. Rather than trying to get over my obsession, I instead tried to think of ways I could get him to masturbate for me without a condom. "Maybe I could have him do it in the bathroom," I thought. There would be plenty of room in a handicapped stall. For some reason, that was a turn-off for me. "Maybe in a shower stall?" was my next thought but I realized that getting a guy into the women's showers would be a problem. There were some women who would freak out and report us.

"What about the men's room?" I thought. There wouldn't be a lot of problem with any of the guys who were on our floor after hours complaining about a woman going in, "Especially if I'm naked." The men's room was a bigger turn-off than the women's room and there were no showers in the men's room. "But there are showers on the men's floor upstairs! That will be great!" Then I remembered a rumor I had heard that there were no shower stalls in the men's showers. The rumor was that the shower area was completely open. That wouldn't work to have Josh masturbating when other guys might come in for a shower. "Maybe they would masturbate for me too!" That was a stray thought generated by my obsession. I knew I couldn't count on that. At the same time I reveled in the fantasy which blossomed into a half dozen or more guys all spewing semen at once.

I shook my head in an attempt to clear it. This wasn't solving my problem. "I need to concentrate on Josh," I thought, "I can work on getting those other guys later." I knew where I could get the answer and went to Rachael's bed. "Josh," I said quietly. I guessed he was really asleep and not just faking it so I shook him gently and said, "Josh," a little louder.

He stirred and turned to look at me, "Susie," he mumbled. "What is it?"

"Josh," I asked, "is it true that the men's showers upstairs are all in one common room."

"Huh?" he asked back.

"Are they all in one common room, or are there separate showers separated by partitions?"

"Partitions?" He was clearly not completely awake.

"The women's showers on this floor have partitions between the showers for privacy. Are the men's showers like that?"

"Privacy partitions?" he mumbled, "No, there are no partitions. Is it important?" I sensed a bit of frustration that he'd been awakened for the question.

"I just wondered," I responded. "I've heard there were no partitions and just wondered."

He was looking at the clock. "You were wondering? After 2 in the morning? And couldn't wait for a more reasonable hour?"

I felt embarrassed but angry that he couldn't just answer the question. "Yes!" I said in my firmest voice, "I needed to know at 2 in the morning!"

He sensed my frustration and anger. I watched as he began to frame an angry or sarcastic response. But suddenly his expression changed. I was beginning to feel furious, a furiousity brought on by my frustration and embarrassment at my ejaculation obsession. he smiled a gentle smile and said with a similarly gentle voice, "Susie, what's wrong?"

He wrapped me in his arms and stroked my back. Tears came to my eyes as I wondered if I should raise the masturbation issue again. I didn't. Instead I revealed my obsession. "Remember the hand job I gave you last week?"

"Not something I'm likely to forget anytime soon, if ever"

"Well, the sight of the semen squirting out has fascinated me ever since. I can't get it out of my mind. I want to see it again, ... and again and again. Disgusting isn't it?"

He ignored my editorial comment. "Oh! Hence the masturbation request."

"Yes, pretty bad, huh?"

"And the no-condom demand."

"Yes."

He squeezed me tightly and laughed contentedly, "I don't know that it's disgusting. Unusual maybe, not disgusting. It's nice to know the reason for the requests. But what's with the men's showers?"

"I thought maybe I could watch in the shower, ... but not unless it's private."

"Didn't you say the women's showers have privacy partitions?"

"Too much risk getting caught."

"Same risk in the men's shower."

"The men are less likely to tattle."

There was twinkle in his eye, "You are thinking of everything. What's wrong with a toilet stall?"

"It's a turn-off, I don't like the idea."

"So your obsession has its limits."

Something occurred to me. "Josh you must be able to control where you're, ... uhhh, ... shooting."

"Not really, why do you say that?"

"You said you masturbate into the toilet. You must aim or something."

"The toilet is a restricted space." He looked at me and my quizzical look made him add, "I do it seated, not standing. It's not like peeing. Maybe I could hold myself steady enough to keep the jizz in one area. Somehow I have the feeling you want to see it flying everywhere."

I had to agree. I wanted it spurting here and there, everywhere at random.

"I tell you what," he told me. "I'll ponder the problem too. With both of us thinking about it maybe we'll come up with a solution. We'll tell each other our ideas and maybe that will spark a solution."

I smiled, "That's good! Thanks for being so understanding."

"Is there anything else I can do?"

"Can we cuddle?" I asked. "Naked? I want to feel you against me."

"Anytime, Susie," he said and began taking off his clothes.

I pulled off my nightgown and went to my bed.

He got in behind me, his small but hard cock in my butt crack, his arms around me, one hand cupping a breast, the other holding my crotch. A finger entered me, rubbing both clit and G-spot.

Lying there feeling his finger inside me and his cock at my butt I began thinking of him jacking off into the toilet but that quelled my fantasy imaginings a bit so I went back to imagining him doing it in the shower.

Masturbation Observation

The next day he called me, "Susie, I have an idea. We can get one of those plastic sheets. They're only a couple dollars. We can put it over everything."

I thought it sounded great and decided to get one for the next time he came over. But, I thought of some difficulties and called him back. "Josh, there's a lot of stuff in the room to cover, desks, bookcases. Some of your semen even got on the wall. Those beds are so small."

"I think we can get everything covered. And I can do it standing in the middle of the room to spare the walls."

It sounded okay, but I was still a bit worried.

In the afternoon I had a brainstorm and called him back. "Josh, how about we get a motel room. We can use the shower or we can get a king-sized bed and throw the plastic over that, maybe both." My crotch muscles tightened at the thought of both.

"Isn't that expensive? And how many times do you think I can ejaculate any reasonable amount of semen in one evening?"

"I can afford fifty or a hundred dollars. And we can find out how many times." I smiled to myself at the thought and a tingle from the smile shot to my crotch and up my vagina.

I thought I heard a gulp at the other end of the line. "We're not going to get an even halfway decent motel room for a hundred dollars near campus. We'll need a car."

I thought of my car miles away at home and then realized how we could easily get a car. "John has a car."

"John?"

"Your roommate. Ask to borrow it the next time Rachael spends the night with him. Ask around about good motels too."

And so, a couple of nights later Josh and I were alone in a simple, but clean motel room with a king bed. Both a little unsure about what to do.

"Undress," I suggested. "I'll put the plastic sheet on the bed."

He was naked before I had the sheet unfolded. He helped me put it on and then lay in the middle. His cock was swollen but nowhere near hard. "If you undress too ..." he suggested. I did and his cock grew.

I lay with my eyes only a few inches from his cock, "Go ahead," I said. "Do it!" and he began slowly stroking his member. As he did my hand slipped to my crotch and began rubbing my labia. I slipped a finger inside to my clit.

He rubbed himself faster and faster and then grunted, "Now, Susie!" Semen squirted out and I had to dodge it on its downward flight, just as another wad flew out. I laughed lightly at the sight, rubbing hard on my clit. Three, four, five, six, seven times wads of semen spewed forth. The seventh went only a few inches and number eight just squeezed out of the tip. Josh squeezed more out by pushing from the base of his shrinking cock to the tip. Then he lay back and small amounts of semen oozed out of the now almost invisible penis and down over his balls.

I was giggling like a little girl. "That's what I wanted! Let's try the shower!"

"Don't I get my turn at you." he said. Remember the deal."

"Oh! Sure! Let's clean up a bit first. Do we just throw out this plastic?"

"Are we going to use it again?"

"Maybe ..." I was thinking of having him do it again. "I'll just fold it in half. Look, The semen is only here between your legs and just a bit outside. Most of it's on you." I dabbed at a big blob in his pubic hair and stuck it in my mouth. The salty, slightly astringent, musty taste was starting to grow on me. "Maybe you should get in the shower to wash it off."

I followed him to the shower and as he washed I poked my head in and said, "As long as you're here you might as well do it again."

He gave me a look that implied I was manipulating him and said, "You'll need to get in."

Finger Fuck

As soon as I got in he said, "It's my turn," and pulled me to him. He gave me a big kiss and I felt his cock hardening against me.

"No love-making tonight," I said. "I thought we agreed."

"No intercourse," he agreed. "But, I get to finger fuck you, remember."

"In the shower?"

"Sure, then I'll masturbate for you in here."

"Okay!" I smiled and spread my legs.

He soaped up his hands and began rubbing me all over, starting with my neck and then my breasts, abdomen, butt and thighs before moving to my crotch. It wasn't finger fucking but he knew what he was doing and he was doing it well. The slippery feel of his hands on me quickly brought me to a heightened state of sexual tension. The "deal" was that he would bring me to orgasm and he had learned to take it slowly and start with less sensual actions. By the time his soap lubricated fingers entered me I was really ready and gasped as his fingers slid over my clit and up my vagina. I thrust my head back in pleasure and almost lost my balance.

His hands at my crotch and butt kept me erect and the added pressure of his holding me up by my vulva gave me a sudden orgasmic tingle. A loud moan "Ahh!" escaped from my mouth. He quickened his strokes pressing hard on my clit and G-spot. "Ahh!" "Ahh!" "Ahh!" escaped with each stroke then I lost control. He continued to hold me upright by my crotch as intense spasms of pleasure spread through my body. My vagina and abdomen throbbed in ecstasy. I heard my screams of pleasure. They were involuntary and it seemed like someone else was making the sound. My conscious mind wondered if I was disturbing others in the motel.




Susie Ch. 31



As I regained control of my voice I said, "God, Josh, that was intense. You've really learned how to pleasure me." He just smiled, wiggled his fingers inside me, kissed my pussy and licked at my clit.

I stopped him. I felt his penis and it was rock hard. "Okay, now do yourself," I told him.

He soaped up his hand and began stroking himself. I was reminded of a video I had seen of a horse being prepared for copulation by soaping its huge organ. Of course Josh was probably twenty times smaller.

We were in a shower/tub combination and I was standing directly in front of him, only about a foot away. When he came the first and second wads shot right onto my belly, one above my navel and the second just above the triangle of pubic hair. The third traveled only a few inches and fell to the tub. After that he was spent and the semen just oozed out. I reached out and took his penis. I slowly squeezed the remaining semen out, running my finger along the channel on the underside. I licked it off as it came out.

We dried off and took the plastic off the bed, folding it in half. "Time for me to do you again," Josh said with a smile.

 And more ...

I jumped on the bed and spread my legs, knees up. He didn't dive into my crotch. instead he started at my head by giving me a huge kiss with one leg between mine and his balls resting against my leg. He kissed my neck and softly massaged my crotch with his leg and rubbed his balls against my leg. Slowly he moved his kisses down my body with his hands softly touching me before his kisses:

Kisses on my face with gentle touches on my neck,

Kisses on my neck with gentle touches on my shoulders,

Kisses on my shoulder with gentle touches on my breasts,

Kisses on my breasts with gentle touches on my nipples,

Kisses on my nipples with gentle touches on my abdomen,

Kisses on my abdomen with gentle touches on my thighs,

Kisses on my thighs with gentle touches on my labia,

Kisses on my labia with gentle stroking of my clit,

Kisses on my clit as his fingers entered me.

Chills spread through me as I anticipated each downward movement and my entire body shuddered as his fingers entered. I was in a fully orgasmic state within moments of his mouth encountering my clit.

But he didn't stop there, he kept stroking my G-spot, pushing his fingers past it to my cervix. All the time licking at my clit. I writhed and climaxed a second and third time before he eased off and lay with his head on my leg, stroking my pussy.

I massaged his balls and watched his cock slowly enlarge. "Your turn again," I said cheerfully.

He didn't seem particularly cheerful about it. I threw the folded plastic over the bed and he lay on it stroking his cock. I wasn't even its full four inches long and when he came a couple of pitifully small spurts of semen oozed out. I took over and attempted to get more out to no avail.

"I guess three times is your limit," I exclaimed slurping up the few drops that had emerged. "maybe two and a half, or two and a quarter," I further stated, laughing slightly at my cleverness.

"Now me again," I announced, pushing the plastic off the bed and laying with legs spread. "Me again!" I said. But he was sound asleep. I lay next to him, stroking his balls and wishing I hadn't told him "no intercourse."

When we awoke the next morning I reminded him that it was time for him to do me and he obliged. But as I felt my orgasm beginning I unrolled a condom onto his small, fully engorged cock, pushed his hand away from my clit, moved him onto his back and quickly impaled myself on him. I rode him with abandon, allowing his small member to rub my clit until the sweet spasm of my climax rocked me. As the feeling subsided I resumed rocking away on him until I felt his cock throb inside me and the warmth of his semen fill the tip of the condom.



Susie Ch. 32



Morning After

Josh's cock was shrinking inside me and semen began to leak from the condom.

We were in a motel room and last night I had watched him masturbate several times and he had finger fucked me to orgasm. The session had gotten me over my obsession with watching him ejaculate and this morning I had mounted him with abandon and ridden him to climax out of sheer carnal passion. But I was already feeling regrets. Josh Westerly was a frequent overnight visitor in my dorm room at USC. My roommate, Rachael spent many of her nights fucking his roommate in their room so he came to our room. He and I had been intimate a couple of times but for some reason I always felt guilty afterwards.

Why did I feel bad again? What was with me? Why was it that whenever I had sex with Josh I felt bad about it the next day? I liked him. I liked him a lot. And he really knew how to please me. Despite his small penis I could get off almost every time.

Josh sure didn't seem to feel bad. He was attentive and clearly wanted to do it again. The next day he asked me out and kept dropping hints. Now I felt bad about saying, "no sex tonight."

Father Ray was a priest at the campus Catholic Student Center. I had found that I could talk to him about anything, including my sex life. Father Ray had been working on me to avoid sex with Josh. As a result, since Josh returned from spring break I had managed to avoid sex until this morning.

I had decided not to talk to Fr. Ray about what Josh and I had done but my feelings drove me to his office. I just couldn't stay away and when I was with him I always felt obliged to tell him everything, no matter what my original intentions.

"Susie, what a pleasant surprise," he greeted me with a smile. He noticed my downcast appearance and asked, "What can I help you with?"

I turned to confirm that the door was closed behind me and told him about what I had been doing with Josh. "Now I don't feel good about it," I concluded.

"Maybe because you realize it's wrong?" he suggested.

I expected the question and had been considering it. I answered honestly, "no, I don't think that's it."

He sighed slightly, "Did you read the book I gave you?"

"Yes."

"And?"

"And what?"

"And what do you think of what you are doing based on what the book says?"

The book had been heavily biased against pre-marital sex. "I don't think I agree with it," I answered.

"None of it?"

"Well, a lot of the details made sense. But the idea that sex is only for marriage ..." I left the rest of what I had to say hanging.

"I see," he replied. Then after a pause, "So what about Josh. Why do you think you might feel bad?"

After a half hour of discussion he managed to convince me that the problem was likely that Josh wanted a long term relationship and I didn't. I felt bad because I wasn't giving him what he wanted. And, I knew it.

"By having sex with him, even the mutual masturbation, you're kind of leading him on," Fr. Ray said. "Do you see that?"

"Yes, I guess so," I answered.

"Don't you see how that's wrong?" he asked.

That was harder to admit, "yes," I squeaked out.

He smiled, "I think you need to let Josh know that you aren't interested in him romantically, or sexually."

I gulped and told him, "but I am interested in him sexually."

"Don't you see? For Josh a sexual interest implies a long term relationship," He smiled a smile of suppressed laughter.

"What's funny?" I asked.

"Not funny, ironic, definitely unusual. Usually it's the man who just wants sex and the woman who is taken advantage of because she expects a long term relationship."

"You mean I'm like a guy who takes advantage of a woman for his sexual enjoyment?" I was angry at the suggestion.

He sat still and stared at me, non verbally implying I knew the answer.

"I'm not!" I exclaimed. "I do it because Josh wants it too."

He continued to just look at me.

I sat in silence and after what seemed like forever he spoke calmly and quietly, "I think Josh wants to because he hopes it will lead to a long term relationship. And ... I believe you realize that."

"It will be devastating to Josh if I tell him we are to be 'just friends'."

"Exactly my point, Josh doesn't want 'just friends'. He expects, ... wants, more. I think you need to let him know only that you have no intention of a long term relationship and since sex implies a long term relationship it is best there be no sex."

"But sex doesn't imply along term relationship."

"Susie, for Josh, I suspect it does. At least he expects it to possibly lead to a long term relationship. And, honestly, I need to correct you. Sex does imply a long term relationship."

Okay, maybe Josh was hoping for a long term relationship and maybe I was just leading him on. But I wasn't about to dash his hopes again. "He must feel like a yo-yo," I thought. We have sex and then I tell him no sex and then I have sex. But, God, I was glad he put up with it.

Waiting for Summer

Father Ray might be an expert on proper behavior and seemed to have a real feel for me but he had no clue about what it might do to Josh if I told him we were "just friends" again.

The semester will be over in a month, I realized. After that Josh would be graduating and leaving for a job he had obtained in the Bay Area. Therefore, I didn't need to tell him anything. We still had the agreement that we would have sex only when I agreed to it. I'd just keep putting him off and the semester would end, he'd leave for his job, and then, sadly, this episode of my sex life would draw to a close.

But Josh started dropping hints about good medical schools in the Bay Area. "You could go to Stanford," he mentioned one evening.

It had become clear that what he wanted was for me to come to the Bay Area with him. I decided to confront the issue. "Why would I want to do that?" I asked.

"It wouldn't be hard," he said, avoiding my direct question. "I'm sure your grades are adequate."

"I don't want to be applying to another school," I stated. "I'm doing fine here. Why change?"

Well, ..." he hesitated and then, in a subdued voice, admitted his motive. "You could come to the Bay Area with me."

I tried to be a sweet as possible. "Josh," I told him, "I'm not coming to the Bay Area with you."

His look betrayed his disappointment.

"You really want to be with me, don't you?" I said and he nodded.

"Josh you are special to me too, but not 'move to the Bay Area' special. Just like I don't think I'm 'stay in L.A.' special to you."

"Susie, you are 'stay in L.A.' special. I can find a job here."

"No, Josh, You need to get on with your life. You can't build your life around me. I like you. I like you a lot. But, Josh, you're not the person I'm ready to build my life around. Let's make the best of the couple of weeks we have left."

I held him in my arms and felt a couple of tears drop from his eyes. "Why must this be so hard?" I wondered and decided that I would make Josh's last day with me as special as possible. "It'll be a surprise," I decided, "and Father Ray doesn't need to know either."

But, of course, Father Ray did know. I told him. It's like this stuff just flows out of me when I talk to him.

We were in the middle of a discussion and the topic kept nagging at me. I couldn't get it to go away. It had to come out.

Right in the middle of something else I blurted out, "I'm going to have sex with Josh on the last day of the semester."

He was taken aback, I suspect mostly from the sudden change of topic. He recovered, "Susie, I thought we agreed that sex with Josh was improper."

I corrected him, "we agreed that it was wrong because Josh thought he had a long term chance with me. But now he knows he doesn't. I've made it clear. And because it's our last day together, there won't be any hint that our relationship will continue."

"Susie, you know that's an inappropriate use of your sexual gift." He liked to use the word "gift" meaning a gift from God, not in the sense that I was giving Josh the gift of my body.

"I don't think so, Father. I'll be showing Josh I care for him and It'll give him confidence with women."

"Confidence?"

"Yes, he'll know that at least one woman likes him and wants him."

"I'm not sure I know how to respond to that other than to disagree. Why do you think he needs confidence?"

"He's so shy, father. He wouldn't even ask me out for the longest time. And ..." I hesitated.

"I don't see why having sex would make a difference. You've been going out with him and showing that you like him. Doesn't that do it?"

"Well, I don't think so. There's also, ..." I hesitated again.

"Also?"

I told him something I hadn't told him before, "He has a tiny penis, father. He needs to know that he can pleasure a woman with it."

I could tell he was unsure how to address that. He punted, "I don't think penis size is that important."

I returned the punt, "it doesn't matter what you think, Father. It matters what Josh thinks. Only by having sex with him can I help him understand penis size isn't important."

His response was what I considered a weak one, "I don't think that's true and I don't believe it's an adequate justification."

Last Day

Rachael finished her finals and left the day before mine were completed. Josh was staying around for the graduation ceremonies. I invited him out to dinner when my finals were over. His parents were arriving the next day for graduation. I wasn't up to meeting them and intended to leave before they came.

We had a nice leisurely dinner and mostly talked about the times we had over the semester.

"I'll miss you, Josh," I told him. I'll miss our talks in the evening. I'll miss your advice. I'll miss the sex."

"Me too Susie," he responded.

At the door to my dorm room he hesitated, not sure what to do. I didn't hesitate. I pulled him inside, unbuttoned my blouse and flipped it at him, Turning my back to him I requested, "unhook my bra, Josh,"

He did and I took it off, hung it over the outside doorknob and closed the door to the room.

I raised my arms and turned to him, "Do you like what you see?"

"Of course I do, Susie, you have beautiful breasts."

"What would you like to do with them, Josh?"

"What?"

"What would you like to do with my breasts? Touch them?"

He reached toward me, "Uhh, sure."

I pulled back, "not yet, Josh, tell me what you want to do with them."

"Touch them?"

"Touch what, Josh, tell me what you want to do."

He reached out again, "I want to touch your breasts."

I pulled back, "Is that all?"

He caught on to my game, "I'd like to hold them, I want to hold your breasts in my hands."

"And?"

"And, ... I like to watch them move as you move."

"Like this?" I began swaying my torso back and forth, arms raised in front of him. I looked at myself in the dressing mirror on the door and moved my chest so my breasts bounced slightly. They aren't large but have filled out nicely, slightly conical with large, hard nipples right at the tip of the cone and pointing straight out from my chest, not a bit of sag. I smiled as I admired them.

"Yes," he said, "and I'd like to rub your nipples."

I swung toward him and pulled back as he reached out for my swaying breasts.

"I'd like to suck them and lick at your nipples and feel them against my chest, and, ... "

I had put my right heel into his crotch. "Untie my shoes, please," I requested.

After my shoes were off, I unzipped and lowered my jeans. I swirled in front of him and admired my body in the mirror. Taking that aerobics class three times a week and swimming two or three days a week sure paid off. My belly was flatter than ever, my waist narrowed perfectly from my hips. I wore bikini briefs two sizes smaller than before I came to USC: one size smaller because I had slimmed and another just to show off my fleshy genitals and rounded mons.

"Do you like what you see?" I asked, stopping with my back to him, throwing my hair to the side and looking at him over my shoulder. I slapped my butt and wiggled it at him.

"Sure," he said.

"And what do you want to do with what you see?" I asked, turning to face him.

He knew what I was getting at. "Caress you all over, feel your hard body, rub your cunt."

"Would you like to see my cunt?" I asked, pushing my thumbs into the waistband of my panties.

"Sure!"

"And what will you do with it if I show it to you?"

"Admire its beauty, run my fingers through your lovely pubic hair, massage your clit,"

"And?"

"And I'd push my finger up your vagina and rub your G-spot."

"Only your finger?"

"I'd kiss your cunt and lick at your vaginal entrance."

"Is there any other body part you'd like to put in my cunt?"

He hesitated because we had been avoiding full vaginal intercourse.

"Yes," he mumbled.

"And what part might that be?"

"My penis."

"And what do you want to do with your penis?"

"I want to put my penis up your cunt, in your vagina."

"That can be arranged," I told him and began to unbutton his shirt.

Taking his lead from my questioning he asked, "What do you want from me?"

"I want your naked body," I exclaimed pulling off his shirt and lightly rubbing my hands over his almost hairless chest.

"What do you want it for?" he asked.

"I want to bring you incredible pleasure with it," I replied, untying his shoes.

"And how do you intend to do that?"

I threw his shoes aside and unzipped his trousers. "I'll caress it and kiss it and bring it to a level of excitement that can only be relieved by orgasm."

I pulled his pants off. His small cock was straining against his briefs. "Is that all?" he asked.

"I intend to go down on this lovely cock," I said freeing it from its restraint. "I plan to allow it to penetrate my inmost, intimate being. There I will stimulate it until it gives up its life-giving fluid in a spasm of pleasure."

He was naked and I pushed him back on the bed.

"And you," I said as I began my ministrations to his body, "may use my body in any way that provides you pleasure."

He began stroking my neck and then my back as I gently massaged his chest. I had him roll over and massaged his back. He tried reaching my legs with is hands but gave up and just relaxed under my touch. I moved down to his legs and feet and them up to his butt, running my fingers down his butt crack to his balls and giving them a soft squeezed, I repeated and repeated my motions until I decided it was time for more direct sexual contact.

I asked him to roll over and watched all four inches of his cock spring into sight. "That's what I'm looking for!" I exclaimed and engulfed it with my mouth. I sucked at it for a few minutes and then got up and knelt over him with his penis nuzzling my pussy lips. I wiggled my hip so his cock tickled at my entrance.

Josh protested, "no condom?"

I put my finger to his mouth to 'shush' him. "No condom tonight Josh, I want to feel your hard, warm, naked cock and your semen inside my soft, warm, wet vagina. Isn't that what you want?"

"Yes, I guess."

"Josh, what do you want?"

"I want my penis inside your vagina."

"Can you be more specific," I challenged him.

After a second he caught on, "I want my hard, naked cock inside your soft, warm wet, pussy," he said.

I impaled myself on him, "Ahh, yes, that's what I want. How about you, Josh?"

"That's what I want too."

"What's that. Josh?"

"That's what I want too."

"What is it that you want?"

I want my hard, warm penis inside your soft wet vagina."

I smiled, lifted off him rolled to the side, no mean feat to stay in the twin bed. "I want you on top -- thrusting your hard, naked cock into my wet, willing pussy."

He got up to allow me to roll entirely on my back. I put a pillow under my hips to ease his entry and asked, "what do you want?"

"To thrust my hard, naked cock into your warm, inviting cunt," he responded.

I spread my legs for him, "Fuck me. Josh, fuck me good and hard." He knelt between my legs and slid his small cock inside. I pushed my hips against him and pulled him down to me so I could kiss his lips.

He lay on me, my arms around him, my hands on his butt as he moved his hips up an down. His cock slid all the way out and then easily entered again, stimulating my clit, sliding past my G-spot and gently caressing my cervix. Then again, all the way out and all the way in. I loved the feeling of his cock separating my vaginal lips and entering the vacant space.

"Oh! That's what I want!" I exclaimed, moving my hips to increase the sensation.

"Wiggle that pussy!" he exclaimed back, getting into the verbal flow.

"Drive home that cock," I said in response.

"As you wish," he agreed, positioning his hips so the tip of his penis rubbed hard against my G-spot as it slipped in. His testicles slapped my butt on each entry.

"Oh God! Keep doing that!"

I lifted my hips to meet his as his penis penetrated and then dropped my hips as he pulled out.

"Yes, Susie, like that!" he commented.

His penis assaulted my vagina at every angle and I arched my back as the tingle of arousal spread through me. I pulled him down onto me and planted a kiss on his lips, pushing my tongue deep into his mouth. Orgasm coursed through my body and I shook, holding him tight in a vain attempt to lessen the shaking.

His tool continued to plow into my slit without cessation, extending the duration of my ecstasy. "Don't stop!" I commanded, and he didn't.

I barely had time to catch my breath when the continuing, repeated, rapid penetrations pulled me over the top again. I writhed in unbearable pleasure. I don't know how his prick continued to find my hole and lunge inside but it did, touching every pleasure button in the process. I couldn't stand it but I didn't want it to stop.

The paroxysms slowly reduced and I felt I could breath again. The driving attack of Josh's penis on my vagina continued unabated until, with a huge groan he drove his penis further inside than it had ever been and I felt his body shudder. I put my heels on his butt and pulled his hips into me even harder, feeling the gentle vibration of semen pulsing through his cock, the warmth as it emerged inside and ultimately the coolness as a bit of it oozed slowly out.

His penis shrank and slipped out. A warm stream of semen from my vagina and his cock flowed down my butt. He moved off me and began to get out of the bed. "Stay here," I told him, "let it drip out."

On the night stand I had placed a newly purchased, monogrammed handkerchief. I grabbed it and used a finger to push the center inside my soaked vagina. "My souvenir of this last night with you," I told him lying it carefully on the night stand to dry. Then I devoted my attention to licking every last drop of warm, sticky fluid from his cock.

The next morning as Josh arose to get dressed and reached for his underwear I stopped him, "Josh come over here."

I lay in bed and he stood in front of me with his two inch, partially erect cock and his large testicles right in my face.

"Josh, promise me not to pass up any opportunity you have to be with another woman because of any embarrassment over these wonderful organs." I cupped a hand over his balls and stroked up along his expanding shaft.

"Josh, they have given me a lot of pleasure and can do the same for any woman. Promise me to be proud of them, not ashamed." I concluded by kissing the tip of his penis and giving his testicles a gentle squeeze.

"Okay Susie, I will," he responded and pulled on his briefs. That was the last time I ever saw his genitals. And when he went out the door it was the last time I saw him. So much for Father Ray's statement that sex implied a long term relationship. And, that was the only time I had sex with Josh and didn't feel bad about it the next morning. 



Susie Ch. 33



Pool Party

I admit to having a fascination with male sex organs. I think looking at and playing with them turns me on as much, if not more than a guy playing with mine. It began when I was a young girl. Like many girls I was fascinated by horses. I had several toy horses. One was a rearing stallion complete with male parts. It fascinated me. Once I got a video from the library about raising horses that contained a brief section showing a woman preparing a male horse to impregnate a female. She soaped up the male's huge member and allowed it to mount the female. I watched it repeatedly, watching her soap up that thing that looked larger than I was and then amazed at how it disappeared inside the female. It seems kind of perverse to me now but for years I said that I wanted to work on a horse farm when I grew up. What I wanted, but never really said, was to be that girl soaping up horses' penises.

I also invited a few neighbor boys to play, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours," but was always disappointed in the small size and the fact that they seldom seemed hard enough to penetrate a girl. In high school I felt my date's penises enlarge when they held me close. Then I watched a friend's father's porn tapes with a group of girls when we were supposed to be doing homework. I saw how big and hard guys' penises could get and watched them penetrate women who writhed in pleasure. I wanted that myself and went along gladly when the girls decided to invite boys over for sex.

I discovered that very few boys had penises to match the guys in the porn videos but reveled in the variations in size and shape, testicles and pubic hair as well as penises. I had many penises inside me including both a huge penis and a small penis and I liked them all.

I was reminiscing about this as I lay in a chaise under an umbrella at the Daniels' Mansion. Kaitlyn Daniels, my best friend since high school, was "working her way up" in her father's PR firm. I say "working her way up" since it seemed to be a foregone conclusion that he expected her to be a partner with him and take over the firm. She had started as a receptionist about a year ago and was moved to a variety of different jobs over the year. As the summer began, she was responsible for setting up small events for clients to meet and greet.

Somehow she got her father to agree to hold weekly parties at his mansion every Friday evening. She invited some of the actors who were firm clients and also producers and casting directors. The firm specialized in B or C list personnel. You know, the ones you recognize as having been in one film or another but whose name you don't remember. And there were a few of the previously well know who were now relegated to cameos and appearances on TV game shows or reality shows.

The producers and directors at the parties were all independents with lists of films I had never heard of who were looking for talent.

Kaitlyn was nice enough to invite me and told me that she was continuing the policy Corey and I had started that clothing was optional in the mansion pool. "It really gets out the indy directors," she said. "Especially if I can get good looking talent on display."

I passed on the first couple of weeks but then attended one of the parties. I found that more than looking was going on. Kaitlyn had a half dozen large cabanas off to one side. I peeked in and each had a mattress inside. "No public fucking," she told me. "And I make it clear that couples are to use the cabanas only with mutual consent." She also pointed out the bowls of condoms by each bed, "I got the idea from the swingers parties I went to."

"Casting couches," I said, slightly disgusted about it.

"I suppose," she admitted. "But I always tell the talent not to assume that they are likely to get a part just because a producer beds them. And I think most of the use is talent on talent activity."

I didn't really feel like part of the group and so just lay on a chaise and watched the show. There was a wide variety of penises on display.



The Director

I was admiring a particularily long penis with large testicles attached to a hard body when a short, overweight guy, maybe 40, with a short, fat penis, and hairy balls came over and interrupted my inspection, "With your hair and body you could be a sensation."

I barely had time to respond and he introduced himself with a name I don't remember and rattled off a list of movies he had directed, none of which I had ever heard of. Then he dropped the name of some actress I had also never heard of and claimed to have made her a star, telling me about the three or four major movies she had appeared in. At least I recognized the names of those movies but had no idea what parts this "star" had played in them.

"Come on over to the cabanas. We can talk about your career," he ended.

"I'll bet he wants to talk," I thought and said, "My career is doing just fine. I'm not interested in being in the movies."

"Oh?" he responded, and what are you interested in?"

"Opera," I said. Not a lie, but definitely misleading.

"Oh," he responded. I watched the wheels turning in his brain until he came up with a line, "I'm thinking about a musical, maybe you would be interested."

"I don't think so," meaning both that I wouldn't be interested and that I didn't think he really planned a musical.

He was ready with the response, "If you would be interested we could discuss which operas might work well on film."

"I think I'll stick with the stage," I fibbed and attempted to return my attention to the hard body with the big package -- where had he gotten to?

The "producer" continued to mumble lines but when I failed to respond he gave up and moved on to another prospect. Unable to locate the hard body I watched as he managed to get a big breasted, small hipped blonde into a cabana. She was there for less than five minutes and came storming out. He emerged with a hand held against a reddening cheek. I laughed to myself.

"Now where is that package attached to the hard body?" I wondered again, looking around.

A shadow fell over me, "Hi, mind if I sit here?"



Wyatt

"Now what?" I thought looking over. There were five or six inches of semi-hard cock above a large dangling set of balls. My eyes moved up to six-pack abs and then to a fabulous chest. The 'hard body' was standing there. His face was a chiseled matinee idol face, unshaven -- more accurately an intentional, well maintained, three or four day beard, unkempt hair falling over his ears and casually brushed back from steel blue eyes. "I've seen that face before," I thought and then realized faces like it stared out from most of the paperback romance covers.

He broke the silence again, "Maybe I could refill your drink. What are you having?"

"Oh. Sure." I said. "Orange and Pineapple Juice."

"No alcohol!" I shouted at his back as he picked up my glass and moved to the bar. "He spends time on his 'glutes' too," I thought, watching his his rock hard buttocks ripple as he walked.

"Here you are," he said, returning, "I added a bit of vodka, I think it adds to the flavor. I'll get another if you don't want it."

"That's okay," I responded thinking it as a bit rude of him to do it. I took a sip and the warmth and very slight salt-sour taste of the vodka did add to the flavor.

"I'm Wyatt," he said, "You just sitting here?"

"Susie," I answered. "I'm watching the guys."

"Like this?" he asked, displaying himself. Taking in the big picture the only incongruity was that his arms and legs, though very nicely proportioned were thin in proportion to his body. "The guy overdoes his workout time on his pecs and abs, and spends too little on his limbs," I speculated.

"Well, yes, I've noticed you."

"Go ahead touch them."

I was surprised but at the invitation reached out and cradled his balls in my hand. They had been sitting right in my face and rotated gently inside his scrotum.

"Whoa!" he exclaimed, "I meant the abs but you go right for the nuts, I like a woman who knows what she wants!"

"Oh, sorry." I released them.

"Don't be sorry, You've got plenty of parts I'd like to touch too."

I felt myself blushing, "Oh?"

"Movies or TV?" he asked examining my body, spending extra time gazing at my crotch.

"What?"

"Have you been in any movies or TV shows?"

"Oh, no, I'm not an actress."

"You're not a producer?" he stated incredulously.

"No, I'm not in show business. I'm a student, a friend of Kaitlyn's."

"Oh," he smiled. "You should be."

"Should be what?"

"In movies or TV. Look at you." Once again his gaze traveled down my body, again lingering at my crotch.

I felt the warmth of my blush increase and a responsive tingle in my vagina.

"And your hair! What a beautiful color!" He wasn't looking at my head.

"Natural," I said, clenching my vaginal muscles then lifting and slightly spreading my knees. I was enjoying his attention and getting warmer by the minute. It wasn't the sun.

"I've modeled a bit but haven't gotten any acting jobs," he told me. "What about you?"

Didn't he remember what I told him. "I'm not an actress or a model," I responded. "I'm a pre-med student at USC."

"Pre-med?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm going to be a doctor, an Ob/Gyn."

"Oh Bee Gee Why En?" He asked. "Awb-Jinn?"

The guy was built like a brick wall and just about as smart. "Ob/Gyn, an Obstetrician and Gynecologist."

Big words weren't his forte. He mispronounced them so badly I can't spell what came out and then asked, "What's that?"

I hoped the third grade explanation would work because I wasn't sure I had a pre-school level answer. "An obstetrician works with pregnant women and their unborn babies. A Gynecologist work with women's sex parts."

"I can do that!" he said, pushing his hips forward in an obvious manner to jiggle his penis.

"Right!" I said. I decided not to use the answer I used for jerks at school where their usual statement was something like, "Gynecology, my favorite profession. I'd be glad to demonstrate my skill." To which I would usually answer something like, "You like examining genital warts, vaginal sores and bleeding and you like to check out pustules? Shall I find someone with a yeast infection for your demonstration? Or would you prefer full blown syphilis?" But this guy was hot! I had been watching him for maybe an hour. My vagina kept telling me it wanted that cock inside. I was anxious to feel that hard body next to mine. So I said, "Maybe you'd like to show me?"

He didn't delay. I decided he was used to come-ons. "Have you seen the cabanas, Susie?" he asked.

"No," I lied and took the hand he offered..

"They're a good place to relax." he claimed.



In the Cabana

Kaitlyn was sitting nearby and as we walked by she lowered her sunglasses and watched me, raising her hand slightly and wiggling her fingers in a farewell gesture. Inside the cabana I sat down on the mattress, grabbed a handful of condoms, showed them to him, and said, "It looks like more than just relaxing goes on in here." I laid on the mattress, legs spread.

His cock had been growing during our walk and he came forward, putting it at my face, "pick one and put it on," he said.

I selected a 'strawberry flavored' one, pretended to fumble with it and said, "I don't have much experience with these, I'm only 17."

"What!" he backed off.

I laughed, "Just kidding, I'm 21, and have plenty of experience, come here."

I tore the package open and as he came forward, caressed his member lightly bringing it to full hardness and length of eight or nine inches. I unrolled the red vinyl all the way down and took a few licks. "yum!" I said, rolling his balls in my hand. Actually the flavor of the vinyl overwhelmed the strawberry. It wasn't that great.

I sucked as much of the nine inches as I could into my mouth and then released it, saying, "show me those gynecological skills."

"What? Oh yeah, gone-o-loco-jack-all skills. What do I do?"

"You might stimulate my vulva," I knew that was a mistake as soon as it left my mouth.

"Your?"

"My clit, my slit, my cunt!"

"Oh you wanna 69?"

"Yes I 'wanna 69'," I said trying to hide my frustration and wondering whether his body was worth it.

I immediately had my answer. His hard cock pushed at my face, I grabbed his even harder butt and he began pulling my labia apart with his fingers and licking up and down my slit. I jumped as if hit by an electric shock every time he hit my clit. I don't think he was that skilled, it was the result of my anticipation and desire.

Somehow I had forgotten about the cock in my face. I was reminded of its presence as it began bumping against my nose. I pulled it down and began sucking it like a strawberry popsicle, continuing to hold onto his hard ass as it moved up and down.

His fingers suddenly entered me and I had to gasp as he stroked in and out with his thumb at my clit. I don't think he knew anything about a 'G-spot" but his fingers fully stimulated me and I began clenching my vaginal muscles and rotating my hips, unable to concentrate on the cock he was rhythmically thrusting into my mouth.

I was gasping and had trouble breathing as a sudden orgasmic shock shot up my vagina. I gasped repeatedly. As my vaginal throbs lessened I managed to get the huge cock out of my mouth to request, "fuck me."

He stood up, flipped me on my stomach and lifted my hips. He knelt behind me and I felt his cock slowly enter. He grabbed my hips and began thrusting in and out, pulling my hips toward him as he entered and pushing them away as he withdrew. I began moving my hips without his help and he moved his hands to massage my breasts. At the same time he began randomly changing the position of his entry, from the right, then the left, then from above, then below, then straight in. Every part of my vagina was being contacted by the hard tip of his cock. He then began changing his position mid-thrust so the tip was swirling around inside me as it moved in and out. I moaned in pleasure and realized that he was not doing any of the thrusting, I was entirely in control of how fast his cock was moving in and out. He was only controlling its position.

I moaned again and he moved one hand to my clit and began softly stroking it, then harder. I realized that he may not have understood the words for my parts but he knew something about where to touch and how to stimulate them. He grabbed my clit between thumb and forefinger and a tingle shot into my vagina. I moaned again and thrust hard against his hips, feeling his balls bounce off my butt. This time he helped by pushing further in and squeezing my clit, rolling it between his fingers.

I let out an involuntary yell, "Aahh!" as the tingle increased and with another movement of my hips caused his cock to slip out and then jam into me again. The tingle turned into the rapture of orgasm. I continued to swing back and forth, his cock penetrating and withdrawing as the pulses of delight throbbed through my vagina and abdomen. I heard him groan as he gave up his fluid.

He pulled out and I turned over. He had definitely pleasured me but I felt disappointed. I understood why he had done me doggy style -- it allowed me to do the thrusting at my own pace and allowed him to move his body in order to fully stimulate me. He knew how to get a girl off but I didn't want to just get off. I had come in here not just for a fuck but to feel his hard body against mine and wrap my arms around his muscled torso. Instead I hadn't even been able to see his rippling muscles as he ravaged me.

I reached up and pulled him to me, wrapping my arms around him and stroking his well-muscled back. I felt his cock shrinking between my legs. He laid on top of me almost motionless. Then he pulled up and off of me, the condom slipped off and I felt the sticky moisture of his semen dripping onto my cunt.

He smiled and asked, "Did you enjoy yourself?"

I answered, "Yes I did, very much," not trying to hide my disappointment.

"I did too!" he smiled and handed me a towel for my privates. He wiped himself off and dropped the almost empty condom in the trash.

As we came out he patted me on the butt. "Thanks, that was great," he said. "I'll see you around?"

"Sure," I said with smile. That was sudden! I wasn't sure what to expect, I had wanted a quick fuck and that's what I got. I guess that's all he wanted too.



Kaitlyn

As I walked past Kaitlyn she asked, "how was it?"

"How was what?" I answered with all the innocence I could muster.

She laughed, "Susie, you know 'what'. I saw you go into the cabana with Wyatt. What do you think."

"Okay," I said. "I guess I got what I wanted."

"You must not have wanted much. You were in there for, what, 10 minutes?"

"I got a quick vaginal massage," I answered bluntly, "with climax! But I felt like I was an amusement park ride. He was too for that matter. A good ride though."

She gestured across the pool to where Wyatt was picking up a busty brunette's glass and carrying it to the bar. "I don't think you should expect anything more. He's trying on every cunt in the place," she opined. "He always starts by getting them a drink. Wyatt's a stage name you know."

"What?" I was surprised by her tone, not the fact.

"His given name is Percy Simpson. You've got to admit 'Wyatt Williams' is more forceful. God, he has staying power!" she commented as he led the woman into a cabana. "She's his fourth today."

The tone of her voice made me realize she wanted something. I looked at her. Yes, the tone was one of desire and envy. She wanted Wyatt herself. She had gained weight and had lost most of her waist. Her breasts had filled out and sagged slightly. She had always had ample hips and they were more ample now. "You should work out and cut down on the calories if you want guys like him to notice you," I thought. She had been a voluptuous young woman. I decided to help her out.

After Wyatt and the brunette came out of the cabana I made sure I was in his path. "If you want to be invited back, you better take Kaitlyn into a cabana too," I whispered to him.

"Kaitlyn?" he asked.

I gestured toward her hoping she wouldn't notice, "you ought to know her, she sets up these parties. This is her father's place."

"She's Mr. Daniels daughter?" he asked.

"Yes she is, and she expects something from you."

"She does? What do I have?"

I grabbed his genitals, "Use this," I told him. "If you want an acting part, seduce her. She may play hard to get but she wants you. Well, this part of you anyway." I squeezed gently. He went over to her and they were in a cabana within minutes. I don't think he even got her a drink. So much for playing hard to get.

"So how was it?" I asked, repeating her question to me as Kaitlyn emerged from the cabanas.

She sat down on the chaise next to me. "Fun, quick, his body is fabulous but no orgasm. Like you said, a decent ride."

"He knows how to move that cock," I said. "Don't you like the way he moves it to rub your clit on the way in and your G-spot on the way out."

"I hadn't noticed," she said. "He did make the inside of my vagina feel good but he's no Elliot." She was referring to an old sex partner who had a bulbous penis tip that she called the "magic ball."

"He's no Corey either," I said, realizing that I shouldn't have said it as soon as it escaped my mouth. Corey was Kaitlyn's brother and had been my fiance until he moved in with another woman while away for an internship. Corey had a huge, eleven inch cock.

"Still thinking about Corey?" Kaitlyn asked. Corey was back from the internship, apparently dumped by his lover, or as I thought of her, 'the bwitch'.




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I lied, "No." And followed the lie with the truth, "I don't see how I can trust him after what he did."

Kaitlyn had been my best friend since middle school and knew me too well. "I thought so! You know he's still pining after you,"

I knew. He had been asking me out every couple of weeks but I always refused.

"You really should give him another chance. You know he hasn't dated anyone else since he got back. He wants you."

"Kaitlyn, how can I trust him anymore."

"Susie, he's not going with anyone or anything. He's barely looked at another woman since he got back. He wants you and no-one else. I worry about him."



Susie Ch. 34



Friday at the Pool

My best friend, Kaitlyn, working for her father's PR firm, held weekly nude pool parties for clients at his mansion. There were cabanas set up at one side of the pool stocked with a mattress and condoms. Kaitlyn was nice enough to invite me and I attended one of the parties where I hooked up with Wyatt, a male model with a fabulous body.

I wasn't sure I wanted to go again. I had enjoyed my time with Wyatt but it was short and meaningless, not my style. But she was very insistent so I capitulated and dropped by the next Friday, expecting not to stay long.

Kaitlyn greeted me at the door and led me back to the pool, looking like the cat that swallowed the canary.

"What's going on, Kaitlyn?" I asked, but she didn't reply.

At the pool I stripped and stowed my clothes. I looked at the pool trying to decide whether to start with a swim and saw Corey in the pool surrounded by three women acting enthralled by his every word. Corey is Kaitlyn's brother and my ex-fiance. We broke up when he went on an internship to Chicago and took up with another woman.

"Kaitlyn, what's Corey doing here?"

She smiled and walked away, I followed her, "And what's with the groupies?"

"I just let it be known who Corey's father is," she told me. "His big cock gets attention too, you know that."

"Kaitlyn, he's your father too. You don't get the attention."

"Susie, I'm just working my way up in the firm. To most of these people I'm just Kaitlyn, the assistant to the vice-director of special events. Few of them even know my last name and most of those who do think it's just a coincidence that my last name is the same as the firm's name." Kaitlyn then added, "I told them that Corey might influence my father to give them special attention and get them more auditions."

"Kaitlyn, why is he here?"

"Hey it's his father's home too, you know!" She hesitated and then told me, "And I told him you'd be here." She smiled at me.

I looked over at Corey with the three women. My gut tightened as one of them gave him a kiss. "Why Kaitlyn? Why?"

"Susie, he still loves you." She paused before continuing, "And, I believe you still love him. Give him another chance Susie. Please."

I knew Corey's entire family wanted us together and had been as hurt as I was by his transgression. "But how can I trust him?" I asked looking at the women fussing over Corey, my gut squirming inside me.

"Susie, he had only the one transgression. Do I need to remind you of Henry, Josh and Wyatt."

Those were three guys I had had sex with. "Kaitlyn, that's different. That was after he dumped me."

"Well you've had three lovers and he's only had one. Can he trust you?"

"Kaitlyn you know he can," I pleaded as she turned and walked away.

She turned back to me, "He loves you, and, Susie, I know you, I've known you since 5th grade and I can tell -- you love him. Oh! ... and, he's my brother. I've known him since before I knew you. Yes, you can trust him."

I debated leaving but decided to stay. I selected a chaise and collapsed the umbrella. I'd get a little sun then maybe leave or put up the umbrella and watch the passing parade of flesh.

Corey saw me as I lay down and yelled out, "Susie!"

Corey

He got out of the pool, his huge cock semi-erect, over nine inches long from the attention. The women followed him out: a well-tanned blonde (bleached?) with huge, (artificial?) breasts, a skinny waist, no hips and shaved pubes, a dark skinned, raven haired (dyed?) woman with large breasts, matching ample hips, her labia shaved and a dark black triangle of hair, and then a small, perfectly shaped, all natural, mousy brown haired girl (she looked no older than 16) with smaller breasts, obvious tan lines and a strip of pubic hair.

I collapsed onto the chaise as Corey grabbed a towel and came over, leaving the women to check me out. I was glad I had been doing aerobics. My body was hard and as well proportioned as ever. My breasts weren't large but had filled out well and the natural, auburn hair on my scalp and crotch put their bleached and dyed hair to shame. My face wasn't classically beautiful but I was happy with it, maybe too narrow with a nose I thought was a bit large and a small mouth. I liked to think my face was like Julia Robert's but without her mouth though no one else ever commented on the resemblance.

"Corey, I didn't expect you to be here." I said, my eyes drawn to the cock I called 'the beast'. I recalled the amazing feeling of having the beast penetrate me fully. My vagina tingled at the thought, I tightened my crotch muscles and couldn't resist adding, "And you brought your beast with you."

"Oh," he said, ignoring my comment about his penis. "Kaitlyn told me to come because you would be here. I assumed she'd told you."

"She didn't," I answered. "Who're your admirers?" I gestured at the threesome watching us from the pool.

"Just some girls," he said. "They flocked to me when I got here. I think one of them is Jade. I don't remember the others' names. They've all been in some pretty well known movies." He rattled off a partial list. A couple of those 'R' rated teen, 'coming of age', sexploitation flicks, a horror film, one of those satirize everything in sight comedies and a more serious film about the seedy side of life.

I could imagine exactly the parts they would be playing in those films. "Playing the bimbos no doubt," I sub vocalized.

"What?"

"I was just thinking about the parts they might play. Good acting in those films," I stated sarcastically.

"Susie!" Corey wasn't used to me being so catty.

I answered with a hint of sarcasm and displeasure, "They are pretty. You like them?"

Corey saw through me, "You're jealous, Susie, I think you're jealous."

"Don't be silly."

"Susie, you're the only woman for me."

"I wish you'd thought of that a year ago in Chicago."

Corey looked downcast, "I've told you I'm sorry." He raised his hand to hold back my comment. "And you don't need to tell me again that you can't trust me. I'm doing everything I can to show you you can trust me. Those women mean nothing to me."

Before I could reply the breast enhanced blonde came over. "Whatchya talkin' about?" she asked in a squeaky voice.

"About us," Corey said. "This is Susie, my ... my ex-fiance. I'm sorry, I forgot your name."

"Autumn," she said, "Autumn Summers."

"Phony stage name if I ever heard one," I thought as I stretched out a limp hand for her to grasp. "I'm going to have to ask Kaitlyn if they can't do better."

She sat down next to Corey and spoke to him, "EX fiance? You're available then?"

"Yes," I said, ignoring the fact that the question had been directed to Corey. The pain in my gut returned. "He's available."

Corey got a pained look and she said, "When you're done talking, maybe we can relax in one of the cabanas."

Corey said, "I don't need a cabana." He gestured toward the guest house, "It's my father's house, I can use the bedrooms."

It was like a kick in my stomach. He was offering to use our room in our guest house. A combination of anger and sadness began to well up inside me.

She got up, "Just come get me if you're interested," she said to him and wiggled her fingers at me as she departed.

"God she's easy," I said between clenched teeth. "How can you offer our guest house for you to get together with her?"

"Susie, it's not our guest house, it's my father's and it's available for me to use, ... with whoever I want. And like you said, I'm available."

"Corey, I thought you wanted me," I was beginning to whine.

"Well, I do, but I'm not sure I can ever have you."

My stomach was churning and I began to feel like crying, "Corey! ...:" I began and then looked at his face with its faint smirk. My mood changed, "Corey, that's not funny!" I gave him a playful shove. "that's not something to joke about!"

He looked at me. "I'm sorry but it seems a little jealousy may be what you need."

I saw him glance to the side with a smile. I knew where he was looking. "Kaitlyn put you up to this?"

"Well, she suggested something like it. She said she knew you wanted to be with me as much as I wanted to be with you but needed a little push to realize it."

I looked over at her intending to show my disgust but her smile and nod made me realize she was right, I did still love his guy. But could I trust him? The question still remained. And there was Kaitlyn's question. "Can he trust me?" I asked myself.

"Let's go somewhere more private," Corey said, standing and holding out his hand.

Hot Tub

I took his hand and he led me toward the guest house. My heart beat harder inside my breast and I felt my vagina moisten. But we didn't go in. He turned on the small hot tub and we sat in the warm water. He began reminiscing about the things we had done together and I soon joined in. I laughed over something he mentioned and then began discussing less humorous times together. The way he helped with my homework, how much harder it was when he wasn't around, the way he made me feel. Somehow I knew this was the man I wanted to be with. If I could just get past these nagging doubts about his trustworthiness.

The brunette with the dyed black hair came over and stood to emphasize her genitals. Her triangle of pubic hair pointed directly between her separated thighs at fleshy labia, a hint of clitoral hood, and protruding thin inner lips. "Can anyone join in or is this a private party?"

"Jade, this is Susie. Susie, Jade," Corey said. "I'm afraid this is a private party."

"Kaitlyn said not to use this hot tub," she stated.

"My house," Corey said, "so that rule doesn't apply to me or my fiance."

"Autumn said she was your ex."

"Not anymore," Corey responded.

As she left I informed him, "I'm not your fiance!"

"I just wanted to get rid of her," he said. Then he added, "But give it time. Give it time."

I moved close to him, leaned against his ample chest and he put an arm around me cupping my breast. I stroked his penis as we talked into the evening.

At some point Kaitlyn came by and dropped off some food from the hors d'oeuvre table without saying a word. Later the lights from the main house went out and I realized how late it was. The guests were gone, the cabanas had been taken down and I hadn't even noticed. Kaitlyn must have brought food from the left oversee as the tables were being taken down.

I hadn't realized how late it was. "I better go," I said.

"Please stay," Corey said quietly.

"What?"

"Please stay. We can use the guest house. I still have my father's permission and was planning to stay there tonight. I'd love it if you were with me."

I hesitated.

"We don't need to make love," he said in an attempt to keep me there.

"What?" I asked. "Why not?" I wondered to myself why I would stay if we weren't to have sex.

"Trust," he said in a tone of caring and sadness. "You say you don't know if you can trust me."

"What does trust have to do with having sex," I thought. I said, "Corey, you're so sweet," and added to myself, "and as thoughtful as ever."

I tried to remember what it felt like to have sex with him with that huge cock inside me. "God I want his beast inside me," I thought and then realized I had verbalized the thought. I covered my mouth in alarm.

Corey's penis responded to my slip of the tongue: hardening, growing to it's full size, and rising to an almost vertical position, its tip breaking the water's surface. I reached over and felt it, as big around and as long as one of those "Arizona Tea" cans, but with a fleshy, rounded, soft tip. I had to have it inside me again. "I'll stay," I told him. "And I hope we'll have sex." I couldn't bring myself to say, "make love," as Corey had.

He rose and lifted me from the tub. He placed me on my feet, dried me off and then, after drying himself, took me by the waist and led me to the guest house. He stood at the open door, not sure what to do, waiting for my response.

I knew what to do. I went through the open door, grabbed him by both hands and, slowly walking backward, led him over the familiar path into the bedroom where we had spent many nights together. I released him and lay back on the bed with my knees raised and my legs spread.

Guest House Bedroom

"Do you have a condom?" I asked. As he moved to the bathroom, I added, "And lubricant." Thinking that it had been so long since I had the beast inside that it might need some help.

He returned, placed the condom and lubricant on the nightstand and turned out the light. I felt him get into the bed next to me. "Your stuff is still in your lockers," he told me, referring to the lockers in the bedroom and the closet that could be used by returning guests. He took me gently in his arms and we kissed an amazing kiss. There was nothing static about it. Our lips pressed against each other and moved from position to position. Partly open, fully open. I was sucking on his tongue, he sucked on mine. One tongue or the other would explore the other's mouth and then withdraw allowing the other's tongue to have a turn.

Our bodies moved and rubbed against each other turning over one way and then that. His cock pushing against my abdomen, then my side, then my leg. sometimes pushing between my legs. I spread my legs and pushed one leg between his to gently crush his balls or rub his cock. His legs were in motion, rubbing my cunt or thigh. He moved his feet to caress my legs.

Our hands gently explored every reachable part of each others bodies. I felt his hands and fingers on my face, my neck, my shoulders, my back, my stomach. my butt. my thighs, my labia. Occasionally a finger would push between my labia to stroke my clit or penetrate into my vagina. I was stroking all over his body too, sometimes reaching down to stroke or wrap my fingers around his swollen cock or play with his testicles.

By the time we released the kiss every part of our bodies had touched every part of the other's body that was reachable without breaking our oral contact. I was beginning to breath heavily through my nose and released to catch a breath. Corey immediately moved his mouth to nibble my ears, kiss my eyelids, cheeks, chin, neck, ... He slowly moved down my body, kissing every inch available to him on the front, bypassing my crotch to continue down the front and outside of my legs. He kissed every toe and then lifted my legs, one then the other, kissing each on the inside and back up to the knee where he lingered on the sensitive inside bend.

I tightened my crotch in anticipation and felt dampness dripping down as he kissed the insides of my thighs from the knees until his lips met the dampness. I felt him lick it off and proceed to my cunt. He buried his face into my slit, licking from butt to clit. I reacted in shock at the incredible pleasure that hit me as his tongue first contacted my perineum. I arched my back and moved my hips upward but he kept his face buried in my crotch and his tongue stayed in contact with my genitals. I moaned in pleasure as he pushed a couple of fingers inside and began stroking in and out with special attention to my G-spot.

On the verge of orgasm I croaked out, "Corey, bring your cock to me."

I grabbed the condom and lubricant from the nightstand as he pulled his face from my crotch and swung his legs around so his magnificent cock brushed my cheek. He immediately dove back in. As soon as his tongue touched my clit my abdomen exploded in ecstasy. I writhed as he licked harder and faster, his fingers repeatedly penetrating me. "AAhh! AAhh! AAhh!" I yelled, unable to control any part of my mind or body as incredible spasms of pleasure shot through it. As my body relaxed to occasional twitches and Corey pulled his face from my crotch I thought, "God, I thought Josh had learned how to pleasure me, but nothing like this." I wasn't sure whether Corey had gotten better, or I was just so ready, or maybe, I had forgotten how it had always been this incredible with him. "And he hasn't even used his cock yet!"

"Corey, I dropped the condom and lubricant," I told him as I felt around the bed. "Oh, here they are." I felt the condom and grabbed it, the tube of lubricant was right next to it and as I lifted my hand for it I felt it slip away and heard it drop on the floor. "Damn!" I exclaimed "that was the lubricant."

He sat astride me, his balls resting between my breasts as his hands massaged them gently. "You're pretty damp already, I doubt you need it. Do you want me to get it?"

"No, I want you here," I replied, stroking his cock. I tore open the condom, flipped the package to the floor and gently rolled it down his shaft. I had forgotten how, even with the extra large condom, it had to be stretched to fit and rolled down with some difficulty. "Ready," I said feeling a huge smile spread over my face. "God, am I ready," I thought aloud.

Corey reached down and spread my labia as his 'beast' pushed at the entry to my vagina. I began to worry that it might not be able to enter, even though it had done so many times in the past. Then the tip popped inside. I gasped, "Aahh," at the sudden increase in vaginal diameter. I had forgotten how it felt.

The beast pulled out and re-entered, pushing well past my G-spot. I gasped again at the feeling.

Once again the beast pulled out and re-entered, this time pushing to my cervix and beyond. Then one more time and I felt my vagina stretch to its limit as Corey drove the beast in for its entire length. "Oh my God!" I yelled. The feeling was incredible, I didn't remember it being like this, not painful at all, just a tremendous, pleasant pressure filling my abdomen.

I looked up at Corey. I could make out a huge smile filling his face. He looked at me and said, "I agree! You're the only woman who can take the entire beast inside."

I began to ask how many women he had tried. I was thinking I knew only of myself and the 'b/witch' in Chicago. Kaitlyn had said he was celibate in order to show I could trust him. I held back my question. I'd just enjoy myself and ask the question later. 

And enjoy myself I did! Corey's huge organ slid in and out, pressing against every one of my sexual 'hot spots'. Pulling my clit against it and pressing hard on my G-spot. My labia slipping in and out with its motion. And what motion! Corey pulled back and pushed in slowly and deliberately, each thrust from a different direction. Because of the size of his cock, the differing directions didn't make a lot of difference in the way the beast penetrated me but did make a difference in the distribution of the pressure as it entered and exited. Sometimes a heavy pressure on my clit, sometimes more gentle. Sometimes the tip pushed hard against my G-spot as it entered, other times the pressure came from the shaft after the tip had passed. I didn't know for sure what felling would be next. But I did know that with each entry, with each time the huge penis filled my abdomen my feeling of sensual pleasure increased, I was be closer to orgasm.

I reached a euphoric state, ready to slip into orgasm but Corey's slow and deliberate strokes allowed me to maintain the wonderful feeling. Then his mood and momentum changed. I could tell he was ready to discharge himself into me. First he stopped, thrusting hard into me and holding himself still. Then his body shuddered slightly, he pulled out and began rapidly thrusting back and forth, driving the beast deep into me.

His first hard thrust pushed me over and I yelled in delight as my body shuddered and my vagina began to pump on his cock. I felt his semen rush through its channel and squeeze out along the sides of the condom since there was no room for it inside me. It brought back memories of past lovemaking with Corey. His huge beast, filling my vagina, stretching it to its limit, allowed me to feel the rush of semen in this manner. I reveled in the feelings, semen rushing through his cock, semen oozing out onto my butt, my vagina throbbing and pumping away, Corey still thrusting in and out, and the incredible combined thrill and tension of my orgasm.




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He stopped and collapsed. We lay side by side, the beast still inside me. Because of its size, I knew it could stay inside all night if we continued our embrace. "I forgot how incredible the beast is," I whispered in his ear.

"Your 'cave' is his rightful home," Corey responded.

Uncertainty

I pulled away and the beast came out of its 'rightful home'. "You're being a bit presumptuous," I chided.

I remembered the statement he had made earlier. "And what's this about me being the only woman the beast can fit entirely inside. How many women have you had anyway?" I asked.

He was taken aback by my mounting anger. "Not many, Susie, you know about all of them."

"I do?" I asked. "Who?"

"You and Alice, and ..."

"Alice? I don't know Alice!"

"Alice Hendricks."

"I don't know any Alice Hendricks!"

"You know of her, ... the woman in Chicago."

"Oh yeah," I said and added under my breath, "the b/witch." I don't think he heard.

"Susie, believe me she means nothing to me. She was using me to pay her rent."

"So you moved in with her and paid the rent and fucked her because she meant nothing to you?"

He ignored the comment, "And then Judy, April and Kaitlyn."

"Kaitlyn? Your sister!"

"Susie, you remember the night in the ballroom after your birthday party."

"Oh, yeah, I remember." We had a boy-girl sleepover and Judy had gotten everyone to agree to have every boy penetrate every girl and that had included Corey penetrating Kaitlyn. Corey hadn't been able to get his cock into Judy at all.

"That's all, Susie. Believe me. That's all."

I wasn't sure what to think. The night with Corey had been wonderful! He was the same caring man as ever. But, Could I trust him? Did I want to get involved with him again only to lose him again? I couldn't stand that, better to avoid him.

I tried to sleep but I kept thinking of those three women who had been with Corey in the pool. My stomach churned as I thought of them. I remembered my feelings when I thought there was a possibility that Corey might take one of them into the guest house, into the bed where I now lay next to him, the bed we had shared so many times before. The thought churned in my brain and my body.

I didn't want to lose him again but I realized I was not losing him again, I still wanted to be with him. Sleeping with him tonight just made my feelings more intense. I was going to go through it again if he took up with someone else, no matter what. "I want him so," I thought, "but how can I trust him?". The thoughts repeated endlessly and my stomach ached through the long night.



Susie Ch. 35



Father Ray

I had spent a wonderful night, including delicious, exciting sex, with Corey, my ex-fiance. He was my ex because he had cheated on me with a woman he had met while away for several months on an internship. But now he had proven himself to be the same caring man as ever.

But, could I trust him? Did I want to get involved with him again only to lose him again? I couldn't stand that. I had spent a nauseated, sleepless night only to realize that I was still "involved" with him, I didn't know what to do.

At home in the morning I went up to my room and fell asleep on my bed fully clothed. As I came in the door I told my Mom a partial lie, "I decided to stay all night with Kaitlyn." Kaitlyn was Corey's sister. Without my knowledge she had arranged for Corey and I to meet at one of her Friday nude pool parties. After the party Corey and I had made love in the guest house next to the pool. Kaitlyn had been in the main house.

As always lately, when I was in doubt I was drawn to Father Ray. A call to the USC student center let me know that he was assigned to a parish in the valley for the summer. Another call and I had an appointment to see him. I had to take a morning off from my job as assistant to Dr. Jacobs.

"Susie!" Father Ray greeted me. "I thought maybe it was just a naming coincidence when I saw your name on my calendar. I hope this is just a chance to catch up."

He led me to a cubicle with three quarter walls and no door. "Excuse the lack of privacy but since I'm only here for the summer I don't qualify for a full office."

I wanted more privacy. "Can we go somewhere more private?" I asked in a whisper.

"Oh," he said with a hint of concern. "So it's not just to catch up."

"Well, yes and no," I told him. "But some of my catching up is, ... rather personal."

"And maybe deserving of confession?" he queried.

"Well, maybe," I had to admit.

He led me out and told the receptionist, "Doris, we will need to use the reconciliation room."

'Doris' handed over a key with something of a scowl. "She likes to have advanced warning," Father Ray whispered to me as we left the office. "If you want the sacrament you are supposed to tell her when you make your appointment. That way she can be sure the room is available for you."

"Your office would be okay if it had walls and a door," I said. "I didn't know it didn't."

"Don't worry, she's a good sort. Her organized nature is the only reason the parish isn't a complete muddle. What have you been up to?"

In the reconciliation room I started with a simple question, "Father, is nudity wrong?" I asked.

He responded with a tone that indicated he knew I had asked the question because of my behavior. "It may surprise you, Susie but public nudity is not wrong in itself. The problem is that it leads to other sexual sins and therefore should be avoided."

I thought about how at Kaitlyn's pool parties there were cabanas with mattresses and condoms. That made it clear that the whole point of the parties was 'sexual sin'. My behavior certainly confirmed the point.

I told him about the pool parties and the cabanas and then about having sex with a male model at one of the parties.

"Susie, Susie, Susie," he said shaking his head. "I thought you understood the sin in doing that kind of thing."

"But, Father, you should have seen him, all muscle and penis. I couldn't resist. You just don't understand what it's like."

"Susie, do I need to point out that I am a normal human male but have made a vow of chastity and yet find myself in a position at a college where young and attractive women," he made a nod at me as he continued, "frequently come to me to discuss their sexual activities. Not only that, there are young men who come and tell me of their sexual exploits with the same young women. Believe me, Susie, I understand the difficulties of withstanding sexual pressures."

I had never though of it. It just seemed that a priest would be above all that. It still didn't seem possible. I wondered if he made passes at the women. "What about me? You want to have sex with me?" I asked bluntly.

"No, Susie, I don't. What I am saying is that I find myself sometimes wishing I could have sex, not with any specific woman, just with some woman."

"How do you get past that?"

"Will power and reminding myself of my vows and knowing what is right and what is wrong and talking with my own personal confessor."

"You go to confession?" I was astounded. Priests shouldn't need to go to confession!

"Yes I do, and I'm fortunate to have a good confessor."

"Me too!" I admitted to him. "Someone I can talk to about anything."

"But one who seems to have great difficulty getting you to stay on the 'narrow path'."

I decided this was a good place to change the subject, "Father, remember Corey?"

"Corey?"

"Corey, I was engaged to him and then, ..."

"then he took up with another woman," he completed the sentence. "Yes I remember."

"Father he was at the swimming pool the other day in all his naked glory."

"Naked glory? He also has a 'fabulous' body?"

"No, he's a bit on the flabby side, but really comfortable to hug and cuddle with." I paused, thinking with delight of being next to him. "Maybe I didn't tell you that he has a huge penis, I mean really big," I giggled slightly and spread my hands about a foot apart.

"No, I don't think you mentioned that," he said in a deadpan voice.

"Well, he does. Anyway, he was as pleasant to me as ever. I really felt drawn to him." Father Ray looked at me, anticipating what I was about to say. "Yes, I had sex with him again. Great sex. I can tell he really cares for me. His sister tells me he doesn't have sex with anyone else. She even got some movie starlets to come on to him and he left them to talk to me. Father, I think I still love him but I don't know if I can trust him any more. What do I do?"

I should have anticipated the answer but it surprised me nonetheless, "Well, first of all, stop having sex with him."

I challenged him on that and the resulting discussion was going nowhere so I redirected it to talk about whether I should continue to go out with him.

"Susie, you can decide to trust him," he told me.

"How? After what he did?"

"Susie, you can trust anyone no matter what they have done in the past."

"Even if they betrayed your trust?"

"Yes, even if they betrayed your trust. You can decide to trust them anyway. It's more difficult if they betrayed your trust but you can do it."

"What if they do it again?" I asked.

"Then you deal with it again, work through the pain and maybe decide to trust again. Even if someone has never betrayed your trust they might betray it in the future."

"But do you keep doing it?"

"I think it's kind of like forgiveness," he said. "Our Lord says to forgive 'seventy times seven' times which is really just a way of saying never stop forgiving."

"Oh," I responded not sure what else to say.

"Susie," he said, "if you still like Corey and, I might say, love him, then you can forgive him and trust him, especially if he loves you." Then he added, "What about you? Can he trust you? You've had sex with, what? three men I know about, one of whom you just picked up at the pool because you liked his body. Can Corey, or any man, trust you?"

He had discovered my secret. The thing I really worried about. I tried to hide it. "Sure, Father. When I'm with a man, I'm always faithful to him. Those guys were all after Corey left me. And I never even went out with anyone else when I was with Henry and Josh."

"Susie, I think this idea of Corey being able to trust you is important. You can trust him if you want to. I can't guarantee he won't stray, but neither can you. In fact, you can't guarantee that with any man. It's up to you to be faithful yourself and to decide to give him your trust."

"How can I decide?"

"If you want him, that's the decision you have to make. Didn't you tell me once that your engagement with Corey was arranged by your parents?"

"Well, only at my request. I wanted to assure them and myself that I wasn't making a mistake. Actually it was Corey's idea."

"Maybe you should get them involved in the discussion."

I remembered something pertinent and important. "Yes I do need to do that," I responded. "I believe my agreement that they should choose my mate is still in force. I can ask them to decide."

"I don't think such an agreement is binding."

"It is to me, Father, It is to me."

Corey at My Home

I made up my mind and invited Corey home for dinner. My parents and sister greeted him warmly and I took him to my room where I showed him my journals. I brought out the one describing my transgression with Wyatt. Then I showed him the journals that covered my first semester at USC and my frequent liaisons with Josh.

Then I took out the journal that covered the summer he had been gone and my fling with Henry, an older man we both knew. He started reading and then flipped back several pages.

"Corey, I wanted you to read about my sexual activities," I told him.

He ignored me and flipped back a couple more pages and began reading. I watched as tears filled his eyes. "Susie, I'm sorry!" he sobbed. "I'm really sorry. I never realized. How could I be such a dope. How could I not think of what I was doing to you."

I took the journal. He had been reading what I had written after I found out about him and the other woman. I read some of it. I had forgotten how upset I had been. My writing reflected it and was full of sorrow and anger, with invectives against Corey, the woman I didn't know and the world in general.

He looked at me. "Susie, I'll never do that to you again. Believe me Susie, I won't."

I took him in my arms as he put his head into my lap, still sobbing, "I never realized what I was doing to you, I never realized," he moaned. "I promise not to do it again. You believe me don't you?"

"Corey, I've already decided to forgive you and to trust you. That's why I brought you here. I gave you my journals to read so you knew what I have been doing. I want to be sure that you will trust me."

"What? Why wouldn't I trust you?"

"Look at me," I explained. "I keep running from one guy to another. I couldn't keep myself away from Wyatt at the pool." Then I admitted, "I'm not sure I can trust myself."

"Susie, I trust you. You've never given me any reason not to. After all it was me who broke your trust. I think I remember you saying in your journal that you couldn't bring yourself to be unfaithful even to a guy you just considered a friend."

We spent some more time talking until my sister knocked on the door to announce dinner. We got up immediately and as I opened the door I told my sister, "No sex today." She always seemed obsessed with whether I was having sex.

After Corey left I told my parents I wanted to speak to them and I brought out the paper on which I had written the promise to marry whomever they selected for me. "I want you to know I still consider this to be binding," I told them.

"Susie, you know you don't need to obey that piece of paper," my dad said.

My mom shushed him, "Why do you tell us this, dear?" It was obvious that she knew why.

"I want you to renew my betrothal to Corey."

They both smiled and my mom gave me a big hug, "Oh, dear, we'll be happy to agree to that. But, you know you and Corey can agree to that without us."

"I'll feel better if you do it and get Corey's mom to agree too," I told them.

"If you wish. I'll call her tomorrow."

"I do, first thing in the morning. Or, if you could, right now." I thought of something, "I guess you should give her back the money for Corey breaking off the betrothal."

"No problem. Never cashed the check," my dad said.

"No cash penalty this time," I demanded.

"Of course not," they said in unison. My dad added, "no written contract either."

Corey Proposes

The next morning there was a knock at the door and I answered. Corey was there and immediately fell to one knee. He held out a small, open box containing the ring I had removed and given to his mother a year ago. "Will you marry me?" he said.

I was nonplused. "What?" I hesitated.

"Your mom called mine last night," he told me. "The betrothal is on again, if you will have me."

My mind began functioning again. "Of course I will," I told him. "Of course I will!"

He stood and I gave him a huge hug and kiss. As we broke it off I took him by the hand and led him upstairs to my bedroom, closed the door and slowly removed my clothes feeling the huge grin on my face spread though my entire body as I revealed it to him. I laid on the bed and laughed lightly, almost a giggle.

He began to remove his clothes and I laughed as each piece was removed. As he pulled down his briefs to reveal the huge cock I call "the beast" in its fully engorged, eleven inch long glory I feigned surprise though I had seen it dozens of times before. Anticipation filled my lower abdomen and I spread my legs for his viewing pleasure, laughing loudly.

"What's going on in there?" It was my sister outside the door.

"Go away!" I yelled, laughing uncontrollably as Corey moved his lips to my crotch.

"Why?" came from beyond the door.

"Just go away!" I laughed even louder as I felt his tongue wiggling against my clit.

"Mom! Susie's having sex in her room!" I heard Cathy's voice moving down the hallway.

"Don't stop," I told Corey as I felt his hesitation. "I'm over 21, my mom won't do anything." I laughed again, "Let me at your beast, my prince."

I had had sex many times, dozens of times with Corey, but I had never been so giddy, never so happy to be doing it. I laughed constantly in pleasure. I laughed as he licked my clit. I giggled as he pushed his fingers inside me and stroked my G-spot. I chuckled under my breath as I licked up and down his penis.

I had him lie on his back and giggled uncontrollably as I positioned myself over the rock hard beast, positioned it vertically with my hand and impaled myself on it. I felt the beast completely fill my abdomen as my clit settled against his pubes. Laughing in delight I exuberantly rocked back and forth while rising off the beast and then allowing myself to drop, repeatedly impaling myself. Corey just smiled, clearly enjoying my laughter and jubilation. He reached up and gently massaged my breasts as I continued to ride his huge cock.

I felt the tickle of ecstasy in my clit and slowed my movement. The tickle increased and increased. I stopped my laughter, exchanging it for shrieks of joy. The tickle became unbearable, I increased my pace and screamed in pleasure as I climaxed and my vagina pumped away on the beast.

With difficulty I pushed myself through the incredible waves coursing through my vagina and continued to ride. Corey began to thrust his hips up to meet mine and soon he grunted with his own orgasm. I quit moving and relaxed, gleefully laughing again as my vagina shuddered and his semen rushed through his cock, into the cavity of my vagina and squeezed its way between the shaft and vaginal walls, oozing out and onto his crotch.

I collapsed onto his ample chest, kissing him passionately.

Once More with Joy

We fell asleep, me on top, his substantial cock inside me. Because of its size it remained inside until we were disturbed by a knock on the door. It was my mother. "It's well past noon. Are you hungry?"

I looked down at Corey. He shook his head.

"No, Mom, we're just fine," I responded.

"Just fine," I said quietly to Corey, kissing him and kissing him and kissing him. His flaccid cock had dropped out when I moved in response to the knock. I felt it begin to grow between my legs and nuzzle at my labia. He held me tight and then, carefully, and with a bit of difficulty, we turned over in my small bed. His legs were outside mine but his cock was firmly planted against my vulva. He smiled at me and winked. I knew what he meant and nodded.

With a bit of leg movement on both our parts I managed to get my legs outside of his and then swung them around his waist. Looking down I slowly allowed my legs to slip toward his hips until my vaginal 'cave' was positioned for his entry. I took the beast in my hand and guided it to the entrance. Corey pushed forward, I let it slide through my hand, pulling the foreskin away from the tip as it spread my labia and slowly entered me.

Except for keeping my legs around his hips I relaxed and let him do the work this time. At first I watched as the beast repeatedly penetrated my vaginal cavity and then withdrew, enjoying the sight of the huge cock disappearing inside, the exciting feeling of my abdomen being filled and the sense of loss and relief as the shaft reappeared. "Size does matter," I thought as I felt his pulse through my maximally extended vaginal walls. I couldn't imagine how Josh at USC with his small cock had been able to pleasure me without this incredible feeling of being completely filled. And the way its thickness spread my labia and pulled at my clit and pressed on my G-spot!

I turned my attention to his face. Our eyes locked together in shared pleasure. He had a huge smile and I think he was holding back his own laughter of joy. I couldn't resist, my joy exploded in a laugh of jubilation and delight. His smile broadened and his face took on a look of complete bliss.

I watched his face as the beast invaded my cave and then retreated, increasing my feelings of pleasure with each movement. The smile began to leave his face as he closed his eyes and bit his lip. He thrust the beast fully into my abdomen and stopped moving. Every aspect of his face and body showed he was trying his hardest to hold back a climax. I wasn't about to let him wait!

I pulled my hips down, the beast moved out and inch or two. Then I drove my hips upward as hard as possible, driving my vagina over the beast and pushing his body upward.

He groaned and the muscles in his face and body tightened. I laughed and dropped my hips, then swung them up again. That did the trick! He let out a huge grunt and drove his hips down against mine. I lost the grip my legs had around his hips as the beast throbbed and pumped its fluid into me. Corey began making short, fast strokes and I felt semen rushing through the beast and along the sides. My clit was pulled and released, pulled and released. The inside of my vagina was fully lubricated by the combination of his fluid and mine. I felt the vibration of my own climax begin deep inside me. It tickled my clit and my abdomen tightened as my vagina exploded with involuntary spasms of pleasure. I let out a long, loud shriek, a combined scream and laugh.

My vagina was still throbbing and the beast was still emitting a slow stream of liquid when there was a knock at the door and someone tried the knob. I was unable to breath in order to speak. My Dad asked, "Is everything OK, princess?"

I looked at Corey. He looked back communicating that he wanted me to reply. I managed to get my diaphragm under some sort of control and managed to gasp out, "Yes, Dad."

He sensed the distress in my difficulty speaking. "You sure?"

I had myself better under control, "Yes, Dad!" Frustration tinged my voice.

"Oh, Sorry," came quietly from the other side of the door.

I broke out in laughter and Corey responded in kind. His cock wiggled inside me in the most enthralling manner as our bodies shook.

We carefully moved to lie on our sides without allowing the beast to leave its resting place in my cave. Our bodies nestled together. We kissed and slept again.

A Third Time in Celebration

Another knock at the door. "Dinner time," this time my sister, Cathy. "What are you guys? rabbits? I think rabbits stop to eat once in a while. Give your cunt a rest for a change! God, right here in the house too," she mumbled as she went down the hallway.




Susie Ch. 35



"We probably shouldn't have done it here," Corey said, his cock growing and hardening inside me.

I felt my abdomen swell as it filled me. I didn't want to get up. I didn't feel like making love again but I wanted to remain here in his arms with the beast in its cave. I was thinking it would be nice if was some way of having the beast soften and shrink, then swell and harden, soften and shrink, swell and harden, ... That would be an interesting sensation. I wondered if I could orgasm if Corey could manage that instead of thrusting a stiff, fully engorged beast in and out.

He pushed the almost fully hardened beast completely inside. "Should we get up?" he asked.

"I want to stay here," I said.

He pulled partially out and thrust the beast inside again.

"I don't think I want to make love again," I said. "I just want to lie here in your arms with the beast in my cave."

Corey embraced me. "I need to let them know," I said and got up reluctantly.

I didn't bother to put anything on, went out into the hallway to the stairwell. "We're staying up here," I yelled down.

My mom came to the bottom of the well, looked up and saw what I was wearing, "Shouldn't you put on some clothes? What are you doing up there?"

I answered the second question with a look and answered the first by saying, "I'd just have to take them off again."

I know my mom disapproved of Corey and me having sex and didn't want us doing it in our home but at 21 she didn't try to change my behavior. She rephrased the question, "I know what you are doing, I mean why are you doing it."

"We're celebrating!" I exclaimed, flashing the ring on my finger.

I returned to my bedroom. Corey was lying naked on the bed. He had taken off the semen soaked bedspread and folded it neatly in the corner. Six-two and slightly overweight he filled the bed and the beast lolled gently on his stomach.

"A woman has certain prerogatives," I thought. I jumped onto him, took the stiffening beast in my hand, moved it to my vaginal opening and pushed it in. "I've changed my mind," I exclaimed. "I do feel like making love again!"



Susie Ch. 36



Friday Afternoon

I was 21 and happier than I had ever been. I was back with my fiance, Corey, after a year apart.

Corey's father had a mansion with a guest house near the pool. Last year we had used it every weekend. Now we literally lived there. I moved almost all my clothes out of my parents' home and spent every night with him in the guest house. I would get off work from my summer job as medical assistant to Dr Jacobs and strip off my clothes as soon as I got to the guest house. Corey would be waiting for me, nude, in the hot tub and we would talk and swim, maybe go out to eat or a movie and then come back for fabulous sex and relaxing sleep.

Friday afternoons Kaitlyn, Corey's sister, who worked for his father at his Hollywood PR agency threw nude pool parties for the firm's clients. Corey and I would sit in the hot tub and critique the bodies, beautiful and not so beautiful that were on display. I'd stroke his huge cock and he'd finger my cunt and rub my breasts. Sometimes I'd sit over one of the jets until I came. The beautiful were mostly those looking to be "discovered" and the not so beautiful were producers and casting directors looking for talent.

Friday evenings after Kaitlyn's parties I was always ready for wild and uninhibited sex and was seldom disappointed no matter how many times we had made love during the week, two, three, four. One week we made love every night and once in the morning! I can't recall ever been so sexually satisfied and personally joyful. Just being with Corey was a pleasure. We talked about everything and nothing and the conversation turned me on. Knowing about the huge cock in his pants didn't hurt either and seeing it full grown made me want it inside.

Even though Kaitlyn let everyone know that the small guest house hot tub was off limits sometimes one or another of the guests would come over to hit on Corey or me. We didn't mind, especially if it was one of the more beautiful as it gave us a closer look. Sometimes one of the guys would come over proudly wagging his package and stand over me looking for admiration. I'd say something like, "Nice package, but I have this." Then I'd make Corey stand up, his eleven inch hard-on dwarfing the best of them. Maybe a bit mean but we always got a laugh out of it.

Corey wanted to do the same with the girls but, much as I liked my body, I really didn't think my small, conical breasts would be a match for the frequently enhanced, but almost always large breasts most of the women displayed. I had a nice figure, narrow waist, flat stomach but no better than the amazing figures most of the women displayed. "What about your hair?" he had asked. He was quite taken by my deep auburn hair, natural, and the "carpet" matched but I knew anyone could get a similar color, top and bottom at a beauty supply shop, and some guys prefer blondes, bunettes or really redheads.

Once he told one of the women, a thirty or so year old, enhanced, dyed redhead that I was the only woman who could take his whole cock. I knew that was a mistake as soon as he said it and she began to trash talk saying she could take it all and didn't believe that I could. I got so angry about her attitude that I had Corey get out of the hot tub and lie on his back so I could impale myself on 'the beast' as I called his penis. Luckily we hadn't been in the hot tub very long, the hot water can wash away ny natural lubrication and I can't get it in without lubricant after an hour or so.

As my labia settled against his pubes I behaved more like a ten year old than a 21 year old and stuck my tongue out at her. Her attitude had me steamed.

"Oh yeah," she replied to my disrespect, "I can do that too, just let me try!"

My emotions were getting in the way of my thoughts and I slipped off and said, "You can't! Go ahead and try!"

"Susie!" that was Corey beginning a dissent.

I would have none of that and shushed him with a glare. "Go ahead, Try!" I challenged her.

She slid on, to Corey's obvious discomfort.

"There!" she said. "I told you I could."

"You're over an inch away from having it all in," I told her, guiding her fingers to feel the gap between her pubes and Corey's.

"Yours wasn't all the way in either!" she claimed so I had to show her again.

I rocked back and forth up and down on the huge cock as she went away in a huff and returned, a well built blonde in tow.

"Joy here can do it!" she claimed.

I got off and Joy tried, again leaving an inch or so gap.

Another woman: tall, small titted, mousy brown hair but a fabulous figure had followed them over and said, "Let me try."

She made it with a huge effort, holding Corey's butt with her hands and pulling him into her. I could see she was in pain but I had to admit she had gotten him entirely inside with the effort.

The three women went away giving each other "high fives."

"Don't ever do that again!" Corey and I said simultaneously. We laughed and I jumped on him in front of everyone, feeling the huge cock fill me. The concrete was rough on my knees and toes as I luxuriated in the feeling of being filled and emptied, filled and emptied, ...



Sex on the patio

Corey stroked my thighs and hips and waist and then caressed my breasts and abdomen. Then he grabbed my waist and thrust hard up into me. I could see in his face that he was holding back his ejaculation but I just moved faster. I felt the beast throb inside me and the slight vibration as semen rushed through its channel. Corey's warm ejaculate squeezed into my vagina as I pushed down hard leaving no room for the liquid to remain inside me. It warmed the walls of my cavity and poured out between my legs. I relaxed, falling forward onto Corey's chest as semen entangled itself in his pubic hair, wet against my vulva.

I kissed him and became aware of the surroundings. I looked over and saw the three girls who had tried on Corey's cock standing by the pool staring at us. I resisted the urge to stick my tongue out at them again. A few other groups were talking and glancing at us.

Kaitlyn was standing only a few feet away, a look of anger on her face. "What are you doing!" she yelled at us.

"Uhh, what does it look like?" I stammered, rolling off Corey.

"What I mean is: That's what the cabanas are for. I forbid open sexual activity!"

Corey stood and went into the hot tub. His back was red, scratched from the concrete and bleeding in a couple of spots. "It's my place as much as yours," he told Kaitlyn as he passed her.

"My party! My rules!" she yelled at him. "I thought you'd be able to control her impulses!" she roared at him, gesturing at me. "You're supposed to be the sensible one!"

I was now angry myself and was deciding how to respond when Corey replied calmly, "I think I'll just love her and encourage her. Not my job to control her and she does fine herself. He reached up and took my hand as I descended into the hot tub.

"Maybe we shouldn't attend the Friday pool parties," I said as calmly as I could, not sure whether I was talking to Corey or Kaitlyn.

"Maybe you shouldn't!" Kaitlyn exclaimed. "You have the rest of the week to sit in the hot tub and rut like barn animals!"

I was speechless, trying not to say anything that might make her madder. Corey looked like he either wanted to say something or was trying to properly phrase what he wanted to say. Kaitlyn glared at us, turned and stormed away before either of us said anything. "Show's over," she was telling her guests.

I looked at Corey, unable to suppress a giggle. "We should apologize," I told him.

"Maybe so," he said, "she's not often that angry. I think she's stressed because these parties aren't working out like she hoped."

"They aren't?" I responded. "She hasn't said anything to me."

"My father told me," Corey said. They were supposed to get new talent and producers or casting directors together. But they aren't. They've kind of turned into a place for quick lays. My father called the cabanas 'casting couches without the casting'."

"Oh," I responded. "I've noticed that most of the people here are actors and they seem to be getting the action."

"The idea is that most of the attendees would be actors," Corey responded. "You only need a few directors to make a difference but I think there are only a couple here today." He pointed out a short overweight man I recognized as one who had tried to hit on me a while back and a plain looking, almost anorexic redhead in her thirties. They were both hitting on actors of the opposite sex.

As I lay with my head on Corey's soft, ample chest with my hand cradling his testicles I contemplated what we had just done. Some STD's, herpes for example, are transmitted by simple genital contact. No "exchange of bodily fluids" is required. Simple contact can be enough. Not even the total penetration Corey had experienced with those women was required.

We didn't use condoms any more, partly as a sign of our trust. But we also knew that our extensive intimacy would cause us to share any diseases whether we used condoms or not. I watched as the two "directors" Corey had pointed out disappeared into cabanas with their latest conquests and realized Kaitlyn's parties were made for STD transmission. Who knew whether the condoms she provided were always used properly.

I looked at the bubbling water and realized this was not the ideal place for Corey's scraped back. "Let's go in," I said, getting up.

Corey followed me inside and I took him into the shower where I carefully washed his back with a disinfecting soap. It had stopped bleeding and I told him he better get a tetanus shot if it had been more than 10 years from his last. "Come by Dr Jacobs and I'll give it to you," I said. Then I had him lay on the bed and gently spread antibiotic ointment over the scratches. "Put on a clean undershirt to protect it," I told him.

"Yes Doctor," he replied with a smile and complied.

That Friday evening we didn't make love. We discussed my concerns about STD's and agreed to honor Kaitlyn's request that we not attend the parties. There were plenty of other possibilities on Fridays.



RC Airfield

We did more that summer than sit in the hot tub and fuck. What with my work and Corey doing some internet site set-up for the CalTech Electrical Engineering department we didn't have a lot of spare time on weekdays but we did lots of other stuff on weekends, walks and museums and just hanging out in the library or book stores.

We also went to the radio control airfield where Corey and I had spent many pleasant Saturdays. That was before I matriculated at USC and before Corey had gone off to an internship in Chicago and become involved with another woman (that's another story, best forgotten now). He had been involved with radio controlled airplanes before we got together but I helped him and his friends build a large B-17 model and his friends became my friends. Almost none of our friends were there, having graduated from college and moved on to their own jobs or graduate school, often in other cities.

I was reluctant to go the first time because there was one person who would certainly be there -- Henry Barnett. Henry was an older guy in his sixties. I had latched onto him and we had an affair over the summer when Corey was fucking that other woman during his internship. I had turned to him for comfort and now was uncertain about seeing him again, especially with Corey.

I couldn't think of any way to get out of it and reluctantly went along with Corey to the RC airfield. I saw Henry and despite my best efforts to be invisible he spotted me. "Susie!" he shouted, coming over to us.

"Are you two back together?" he asked with a note of real joy.

I kept my eyes focused on the ground but replied by holding out my left hand to show the ring.

"Yes we are," I heard Corey respond. And then Corey started a discussion I didn't want. "Henry," he said very seriously, "I want to thank you for helping Susie over a rough patch when I did something very stupid."

"You're very welcome," he said. I glanced at him to see he was looking at me questioningly. "How much does he know?" his look was asking.

I couldn't look directly at him and glanced at Corey as I answered his look with a weak, "Corey knows everything." I had shown Corey my journals which revealed every detail in blow by blow fashion.

"Oh," Henry replied, now glancing uncertainly at Corey.

"It's okay, Henry," Corey said. "I read what Susie wrote about it and she really needed you. You provided what she needed, really you did."

Henry smiled at me. "I'm happy to hear you say so," he replied. "I've always felt a bit guilty about it. Like I was taking advantage."

His words brought me a feeling of sudden relief. "Henry, I was taking advantage of you. You weren't taking advantage of me," I said. looking directly at him for the first time since we had arrived and speaking clearly instead of under my breath.

We had a bit of a friendly argument over who had taken advantage of whom until Corey stopped the banter, "I don't think anyone took advantage of anyone. Henry you helped Susie tremendously, that I know for certain. And it sounds like she helped you during a period of loneliness."

Thanks to Corey I felt comfortable with Henry again and never had any problems going to the RC airfield again.



Moving In

My first semester at USC my mid-term grades had been all A's but dropped off to mostly B's for my final grades. I decided that was mostly due to living in a dorm. Besides the distractions of the other students partying and dropping by I had spent a lot of time with a guy, Josh, almost to the point of obsession. I decided I needed a more private place where I could devote myself to my studies. I found a small, furnished, one bedroom apartment about 15 minutes from campus. The educational trust fund Corey's father provided me easily covered the rent and my parents had given me a car for my 21st birthday.

Corey helped me move in on a hot, dry day in late August. I wore a short, white blouse that fell from my breasts and exposed my midriff and a pair of short, tight, cotton, hip-hugging jogging shorts with "Trojan" emblazoned on the butt. They contoured to my crotch, forming a crevice revealing cameltoe if I pulled them all the way up. We used my family's van to carry my books and almost all my clothes. My mom and dad helped us load so I left the shorts down on my hips, but not so far down as to show any butt crack. There wasn't a lot of middle ground, if you know what I mean. I had Corey drive so I could concentrate on rubbing his huge cock. I also wiggled the shorts tight against my crotch as he drove. He would definitely know how I intended to initiate the apartment.

When we arrived I watched Corey's eyes bulge and a smile come to his face as I came around the back of the van, shorts tight against my crotch. I could feel the fabric stretched into my butt crack and slit. But a couple of guys from the building were sitting by the pool and offered to help as soon as they saw me. I could tell they were checking me out and introducing Corey as my fiance didn't dampen their ardor the least. I went into the bathroom and readjusted my shorts. Unfortunately, there was a dark stain of dampness at the crotch, only partly from sweat, that I couldn't do anything about.

Once everything was moved in I managed to dismiss the local helpers with some difficulty. They clearly wanted to hang around.

"What now?" Corey asked after I had herded them out and locked the door. His face made it clear what he hoped I had in mind. I encouraged it by pulling up my shorts.

"First, I unpack," I said. I smiled inside at the slight disappointment registering on his face.

Corey reached for a box. "No, not that," I said looking around. "You sit down!"

I found the box I wanted as he sat perplexed on a upholstered chair. "This one!" I exclaimed, pulling my stereo out, really just a glorified boom-box, and plugged it in. The CD I wanted was already inside so I only needed to turn it on.

I danced for him as sensuously as I knew how. I had been privately practicing for this in front of a mirror for over a week. I stroked the sides of my body and my breasts as I slowly swayed my hips and shoulders to the music. As I moved my hands to my breasts I lifted the edge of my blouse exposing the bra I had purchased just for this, a silky smooth, translucent thing that showed my aureoles and nipples. I pulled the shorts as tight as possible against my crotch as I moved my hands over my hips.

I danced close to him and flung my hair, slightly over shoulder length, into his face, pushing his probing hands away from my breasts and then lightly touching the beast growing up his belly under his shorts. Moving away I spun around in front of him, reached behind and unclasped the bra. I had bough it at one of those "adult" stores and the straps weren't fully attached like most bras. I guess it was made for stripping since a firm tug on the front caused the straps to slip through the adjusting clasps and come free. My bare nipples now supported my top directly and they enlarged in excitement. My nipples get really big when they are excited and the light tickle of the top swayed against them as I moved. I flashed them and let the top cover them again as I approached my lover once more.

I flicked my hair in his face, raised the blouse and rubbed my small breasts with their engorged nipples over his face. He lashed out at them with his tongue and I was unable to keep his hands from giving them a gentle squeeze. I quickly moved away and continued the dance, turning my back to him and wiggling my ass as I slowly removed the shorts, the cooling air feeling great on my damp crotch.

I had translucent panties that matched the bra. They showed off my auburn pubic hair and a hint of my slit. I moved close to Corey again, flicking my hair at him and moving one hand from my breast to my crotch allowing him to stoke my clit firmly through the slight, silken fabric. I swayed my hips from side to side to the music, brushing his face with my hair again while removing his belt and unzipping his fly. Difficult to do in any case and especially difficult given the tingles of pleasure emerging from my crotch.

I pulled away from him whole keeping a firm grasp on the waist of his shorts and briefs. I pulled them to his knees as the huge penis I call "the beast" sprung free, 11 inches of hard, uncircumcised glory. I had to stop dancing as I pulled them past his knees to his ankles, removed his shoes and freed his lower body of clothing.

I resumed dancing, barely able to keep my eyes from the beast. I had seen it dozens and dozens of times before, had it inside me just as much, but the sight of it excited me, especially since I knew it would be inside again soon. It was all I could do to keep from impalling myself on it right then. The look on Corey's face made it obvious he wouldn't have minded a bit.

I forced myself to dance, to allow the pleasure of anticipation to fill us both. I wanted it to be unbearable before we consummated the act. I stroked my sides, writhing my body to show the pleasure I felt. I pushed my blouse over my breasts, then over my head and flung it aside. As my hands moved downward and reached my panties I slipped my fingers inside the waistband and slipped them past my hips. I wriggled my hips and they fell to the floor, exposing my womanhood to his admiring view.

Now I danced with my legs spread and my hips thrust forward, fully showing myself. I moved to him, and brushed my hair over his face as I removed his shirt and then rubbed my breasts over his moderately hairy chest. He stroked at my vulva and inserted a finger inside, searching for my G-spot. I pulled away leaving him to suck his dampened finger. The liquid of my passion dribbled down my thighs as I continued dancing with legs spread.




Susie Ch. 36



I turned my back to him, bent over and looked at him through my legs. He was lightly stroking his penis, his mouth agape and desire filled his eyes. I slowly slid my legs apart doing the splits until my pubes encountered the floor. I lay prone on the floor, pulled my legs together and turned on my back, spreading and raising my legs in a pose of sexual submission, continuing to writhe to the music.

Finally I performed a move I had practiced and practiced, moving my legs and hips as far up as possible. I pushed upward with my arms and shoulders, springing far enough off the floor to pull my feet under me so that in one smooth movement I was on my feet. I then spring forward onto Corey, pushing him back onto the chair, sitting on his lap, his penis held firmly against my crotch. I was surprised as the chair tilted backward and crashed onto the floor. I gave a startled laugh and then we kissed passionately the beast pulsating against my labia.

"Bed!" I whispered in Corey's ear, breaking off the kiss.



Initiation

While practicing my dance I had visualized the entire afternoon. Everything had gone as I had anticipated, except the chair falling over. At this point I had imagined him sweeping me up and carrying me into the bedroom in one smooth movement. However our position on the overturned chair required a bit of awkward movement and we walked hand in hand to the bed where I pulled a pillow under my butt and lay with my legs raised and my crotch pointed skyward awaiting the beast. The mood was slightly dampened but not my desire.

Corey buried his face in my crotch and began slowly licking at my labia, his hands on my breasts. I relaxed as tingles of pleasure spread through my body. He moved his hands along my abdomen and I felt his tongue lapping at my inner labia and clit. I don't think he pushed his tongue between my outer labia, they had just opened up for him in my excitement. I was becoming more and more sensitive and I knew I was opening even more as I felt his tongue move slightly inside my vagina and each touch of my extended clit sent shivers through me. The growing sensations in my genitals made me entirely unaware of what he was doing with his hands.

I gasped, arched my back and tightened my perineal muscles as the sensations reached a peak. Corey sensed my oncoming orgasm and stopped his stimulation. God! I wanted him to continue but then as I relaxed and dropped my back and hips he gave my clit a hard, quick lick! My back arched involuntarily and once again my vagina contracted in intense pleasure. Corey stopped again and my muscles relaxed again. Again, a quick lick, again the pleasure shot through me, again he stopped! "Where had he learned this?" I wondered as another wave of intense pleasure moved through my body. Finally one of his licks pushed me over the edge and my vagina and abdominal muscles spasmed in ecstasy. Corey sensed the abdominal contractions and began licking at me furiously, pushing a couple of fingers into my throbbing vagina. I writhed in delight.

As my vaginal contractions reduced to twitches, Corey mounted me and thrust 'the beast' inside. It found the entrance to my wet 'cave' without guidance and slipped entirely inside me. I gasped as my vagina contracted to welcome it home. Corey just let the beast lie inside as my vaginal twitches died away and then thrust quickly in and out. The sensitized cavity throbbed with pleasure again. Corey held it inside as the twitches died away again. Thrust, throb, wait, thrust, throb, wait, again and again I was brought to the edge of orgasm, the pleasure was almost as intense as a climax but persisted and persisted.

It couldn't last forever and it didn't. I suppose I might have become desensitized to the continuing sensation but instead I climaxed again. This time as the hard contractions began Corey thrust in and out, in and out until I felt the warmth of his semen flowing into my throbbing abdomen and the cool sensation as it was forced from the cavity by the size of the beast. I can never get enough of that sensation!

We turned over in the freshly inaugurated bed and as I felt his penis contracting inside I remembered the intensity and duration of the pre-orgasmic and post-orgasmic sensations. "God that was incredible," I told him. "Where did you learn that technique?"

"I read about it in one of your Cosmopolitans," he answered, matter of factly.

"Cosmo? Not some men's magazine?"

"A men's magazine is the last place you're likely to find accurate information about how to please a woman," he replied with a smile.

As we drifted off to sleep I contemplated and concluded that only Corey was sensitive enough to my reactions to actually carry off the method. I gave him an extra hug.

Corey lived in a graduate student dorm at CalTech. Even though it's only 15 miles between campuses it's a killer commute on weekdays so Corey only came over on Saturday and left Sunday evenings. We spent Saturday doing a variety of things. We attended all the home Trojan football games and I spent the night in his dorm room for the UCLA game and the Rose Bowl game.

Sundays we studied. I had some classes that Corey couldn't help with but the upper division pre-med curriculum involves a lot of math and "hard science" that Corey did help with. I helped him mostly by proof reading reports. The major benefit we provided to each other was the stress reducing technique of intense sexual activity.

My midterms and final grades were all A's and I was well on my way to graduating in the pre-med top ten and being able to get into whatever medical school I chose.



Susie Ch. 37



This story is partly an experiment in style. To aid in following it, Susie's wedding night activities are in bold and her thoughts and reminiscences are in normal font.




Wedding Night

I felt the tip of Corey's huge cock poised at my vaginal entrance. It reminded me of myself earlier that day poised at the church doors. His fingers spread my vaginal curtains as I pictured the doors being opened for my entrance. The huge cock slipped slowly and easily inside, the tip spreading my vaginal walls to their limit as I recalled my sister, Cathy, preceding me down the aisle. My father and I slowly processed in. My vagina began stretching as the cock pushed my cervix into my abdomen. I thought of the cock's owner standing at the end of the aisle watching me with a huge smile. My body filled with its own smile, I tingled everywhere.

 As I remembered reaching the spot next to him and releasing my father's arm I hugged the body above me with all my strength. At the same time the cock reached its maximum penetration totally filling my abdomen. Oh how I loved feeling it filling me completely! It had been too long, way too long!

As the cock slowly withdrew I remembered seeing all those in the church as we fled down the aisle after the ceremony: my sister, my parents, Corey's parents and his father's girlfriend, Corey's sister (and my best friend, Kaitlyn), Howard Duncan, Corey's best man, and Howard's long time girlfriend, Colleen. Colleen, with her bright red hair, wearing a tailored US Air Force uniform in a way that fully emphasized her beauty and femininity -- who would imagine that such a petite, beautiful woman was not only an Olympic athlete but a pilot of some of the largest aircraft in the world. My old Friends, Jane and April along with a few dozen others too numerous to name.




Nude Pool Party

Corey moved his mouth to my left breast and my nipple enlarged as he slid his tongue around it. His cock continued to slide slowly and smoothly in and out. His attention to my breasts made me think of my sister Cathy and how well she had filled out. I recalled her shapely figure walking stately before me and then her lovely face as she reached the front of the church and turned toward me.

 Just three months earlier I had graduated from pre-med with honors and Corey had completed his masters degree. Corey's father threw a small party for our families at the pool of his mansion. Cathy had completed high school a year before and had just finished her freshman year at the local community college.

 Ever since I had become sexually active in my senior year of high school Cathy had shown an inordinate amount of interest in sex. One thing she knew was that Mr. Daniels' pool was a clothing optional area and more often than not clothing was discouraged. She had been there before when she was much younger and had stripped down but I had managed to get her back into her bathing suit before our mom and dad found out.

 This time, as soon as Mr. Daniels invited us to use the pool and our mom said, "I'll get our bathing suits," Cathy dropped her shorts, pulled off her tank top, removed her bra and slipped out of her panties.

 Having been off to school I hadn't realized how voluptuous she had become. I remembered her with a slim, girlish figure, round flat breasts and just a hint of a bottom. But now! Her breast were substantial and well rounded, slim waist with wide hips and a nice round butt. Her brown pubic hair curled slightly at her crotch and emphasized the darkness of her slit. Corey was practically salivating.

 "Cathy!" Mom said.

 "What?" she replied. Mom responded with a look implying that she knew very well "what".

 Simultaneously I had said, "Corey!"

 He broke out of his trance to say, "What?" and I responded with a look to imply that he knew very well "what". He gave a sheepish grin and mumbled, "Sorry."

 Cathy was explaining to our mom, "You know that nudity is okay here. Susie does it all the time." Then she directed a comment to Mr. Daniels, "It's okay isn't it?"

 "Sure it is," he replied, clearly enjoying her show. "In fact I find these trunks somewhat confining. What do you think dear?"

 He had turned to his live in girlfriend, Marianne, but she was already out of her skimpy top and was untying her even skimpier bottom.

 I looked at Corey and he gave me a nod before lowering his shorts and briefs in one movement. His huge, slightly hardened cock, that I call 'The Beast' popped out and I saw Cathy staring at it.

 I shrugged my shoulders and pulled off my top and unhooked my bra.

 Meanwhile Cathy was working on our parents. "You guys should just go along," she said. "no reason to bother with a swimsuit. It feels so free!" She twirled around, arms extended, to emphasize her point.

 As she swung around she noticed her boyfriend, Sean. They had been going out since she started at college, Sean had been staring at her with his mouth open but now was watching me as I undressed. His slacks were tented in obvious arousal.

 Now it was her turn, "Seannie!"

 His reply: "What?" to which she gave him the look.

 Sheepishly he said quietly, "Everyone's getting naked."

 Cathy went over to him and whispered in his ear. I didn't hear it clearly but was sure it was something like, "and you should get naked too." Anyway, he turned bright red and she began unbuttoning his shirt and unzipped his trousers.

 My mom and dad were looking at each other trying to decide non-verbally whether to go along or not. Corey's mom joined them and initiated a whispered discussion. Finally they began to disrobe. I had seen my dad's cock but I didn't think Cathy had. I remember thinking she'd be surprised at his long, thin penis with the huge pendulous balls.

 Only Sean was now clothed at all. Cathy had opened his shirt and his pants were at his ankles leaving only his boxers to hide an obviously excited cock. I guess he decided resistance was hopeless so he stepped out of his pants and lowered his shorts revealing an average sized cock and hairy balls pulled tightly against his abdomen from his arousal.

 I could write about all the sexual activity that resulted except there was none. Everyone just got on with the swimming and having a good time. Sean's erection quickly went away and that was that.




A Wedding Date

Lying in bed with Corey's beast slipping in and out I imagined Cathy and Sean doing the same thing, his cock sliding in and out of her fabulous body. The thought turned me on even more and I wrapped my legs around Corey's butt so I could pull myself hard against him as he entered.

My butt was supported by a couple of pillows and Corey was on his hands and knees, his body not touching mine except at the genitals. As he thrust in our pubic hairs meshed and crushed with a wonderful tingle against my clit. I lifted my legs and wrapped them as best I could around Corey's butt. The clitoral stimulation increased.

Corey's eyes were closed, a smile of joy on his face. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and hugged my body to him. Now I was swinging freely, I began accentuating the swings, swinging my body back against his pubes as the entered my cave and swinging away as it slipped out. My back barely brushed against the bedsheets. My hardened nipples rubbed lightly against Corey's chest hair as my body rocked in time with his thrusts.

 My thoughts returned to the party at the mansion pool. I remembered everyone standing around as Corey's father toasted our educational success. We must have all been naked but I didn't remember that, only the announcements that followed.

 Corey and I had told our parents that they could pick our spouses and they could decide on when we would marry. We had actually picked each other but their approval made me all the more certain that he was the right man for me.

 At the party Corey's Mom made a simple toast, "to the upcoming nuptials."

 What she said hadn't had time to sink in when my dad followed with a statement, "Corey and Susie gave us the responsibility not only to decide who they should marry but also the time of the marriage. We think it's time."

 My mom added the details, "we have decided that with Susie completing her undergraduate studies and Corey completing his education and beginning his career, now is the time. Once Corey starts working it will be a while before he can taker time off for a vacation. We think it would be good for you to honeymoon leisurely before he starts work."

 Subsequent discussion revealed that planning for an August wedding was already far along. The church had been arranged for. Father Ray, my confessor, a priest from the USC Catholic student Center, had been contacted to perform the ceremony. Kaitlyn, Corey's sister who was now in charge of events at her father's PR firm was arranging for a reception at the mansion. Suffice it to say we were overwhelmed.

 Sex that night in the mansion guest house had been joy filled.




Celibacy

As I recalled the excitement of that night Corey's cock slipped entirely out of me. The final inch vacated suddenly as my vagina relaxed and pushed it out. The emptiness reminded me of the period during which Corey had left me. A time of sorrow and a time which would never happen again until death claimed one of us. "Let it be me first," I had prayed, not sure I could live without Corey again. I rmembered Corey coming back into my life at the same time as my vagina admitted the huge cock's re-entry.

In my excitement, I moved my body too far forward and the beast slipped out again. This time we seemed unable to position it to re-enter by just moving our bodies. I had to release my hold on his neck and position the hard rod at my vaginal entrance so Corey could drive it home. I remembered Father Ray standing behind Corey at the end of the aisle. It was all his fault that I hadn't felt the pleasure of the beast entering me for so long. I relaxed back on the pillows. The Beast slid slowly and easily in and out as I reflected on the events which had resulted in our celibacy for a month prior to our wedding.

 Father Ray was a priest at the USC Catholic Student Center. He was my confessor and general confidant at school. When I was a girl I read about saints having "confessors" but never really understood what that meant until I met Father Ray. I talked to him about everything and he helped me understand what I should be doing. He always disapproved of my sexual relationships and let me know so. At first I thought he was being judgmental even though he expressed his disapproval in the gentlest manner. He told me about the "spiritual works of mercy." I vaguely remembered something about them but couldn't remember any of them. Well, the first one is "Admonish the sinner." He explained that the word "admonish" was intentionally chosen to indicate that one was to remind the others of their obligation to do what is right and not what is wrong and to point out where they were doing wrong. He told me, "Then you must leave it up to them and God's grace to correct themselves."

 Well I didn't see how the wonderful times I had with Corey could be wrong. We were just showing our love for one another and the sex was wonderful and fulfilling. I always told him I didn't see how it could be wrong. He never agreed.

 Corey had met Father Ray before but now that he was to preside over our wedding we met with him for pre-marital counseling. To my surprise Corey had listened intently as Father Ray talked about the Church's quaint notions of chastity and the idea that we shouldn't be having sex until we were married. Then, back in my apartment as I undressed, Corey had said, "You know, Father Ray makes a lot of sense."

 "I know, He's been a great help to me," I said casually, flipping my bra into the hamper, not expecting the next statement.

 "We shouldn't be having sex," Corey said as calmly as could be.

 "What?" I shouted.

 "We shouldn't be having sex, we should wait until after we're married."

 "You've got to be kidding!"

 "No, I think what he says makes sense. I'll have sex with you if that's what you want, but I just think it would be best to wait."

 I didn't know whether to burst out in anger or to cry. I still don't understand why Corey would suddenly agree with such archaic notions. I looked at him, speechless, conflicting emotions swirling inside me.

 "Don't misunderstand," he said, "I want to make love to you, wild passionate love." he exposed his erection to make the point. But then he covered up again, "I just think it best to wait. I love you. I'll do what you want. It's only a month."

 I looked at him. He was sincere about this. No doubt I could have had that cock inside me right then but it was "only a month" I could wait. I didn't want to force him. In the following discussion he explained that the thing Father Ray had said that made an impression on him was how sex was one of the things that made sex special. "Just like you don't kiss someone you don't care for, you don't have sex with someone you aren't formally committed to," is the best I could remember his explanation.

 He gave me one of those kisses that showed he cared for me. "Maybe he'll change his mind in a day or two", I thought. I opened a dresser drawer, pulled out a nightgown and put it on. Only after it was on did I remove my panties.

 "So, are you leaving?" I asked.

 He stripped to his underwear and climbed into bed. We slept with his arm around my waist, a hand on my breast, his hard cock pressed against my butt, But we didn't have sex and he didn't change his mind.

 If nothing else, abstaining from sex made me really ready for our wedding night. It was almost all I could think of all day and I went through three sanitary pads during the reception to keep my dampness from staining my dress. I was really ready for the evening with Corey and when we arrived at the room of the hotel, the same hotel where we had spent our first night together, I pulled off my clothes in record time and then helped Corey with his. I grabbed him by his swollen cock and led him gently to the bed. As we lay down together and he began stroking me I responded by demanding, "I want your Beast inside me, now!" and he complied.




A Dream of Brittany

Corey began pumping harder and faster. I responded by thrusting my hips against his. Then he groaned loudly, his body jerked and jerked again as he thrust the beast deep into my cave and held it there. The warm sticky fluid coated the walls of my vagina and oozed down my butt crack. Corey thrust his hips against my crotch repeatedly with a look of unbearable pleasure as the beast continued to spew huge amounts of the fluid. I smiled at him, enjoying the feeling of the beast bucking and squirting inside me. A feeling I had foregone for so long.

He lay atop me and we kissed. I turned us over so I was sitting on his crotch with the beast shrinking inside. I ran my fingers through his chest hair, smiled, told him how much I loved him and lay my head on his chest. I had no orgasm but felt fully satisfied. I knew they would come.

 As I slept I dreamed of a place I had dreamed of before. A white featureless space. I stood on a slightly raised platform and looked out at the white expanse. In the distance the floor and ceiling or sky blended together with no hint of horizon or walls.

 Unlike before, no angel stood behind me this time. I was alone. Then a lone figure appeared as if walking out of a fog. Small, female, wearing the dress of my bridesmaids and holding a bouquet, she approached me. It was Brittany, a years dead friend, the central figure of previous dreams. In an earlier dream she had been with dozens of other young women. This time she was alone. She came to the edge of the platform, smiled a smile of purest happiness and nodded in approval. The fog closed in around me. Brittany and the platform disappeared and I awoke on Corey's chest, the beast inside me and feeling more certain than ever of my devotion to him.

I squeezed my crotch feeling the fleshy resistance of the huge cock in my vaginal opening hoping Corey would wake and bring the beast to life. But he still slept. I relaxed knowing we wouldn't get up without once again making love.

When he did awake, he woke me with his movement. I stayed on top of him and rode the beast to mutual climax. I lost count of my orgasms during our honeymoon in Cancun and I never again dreamed of Brittany.




Susie Ch. 38



 Cathy's Engaged

A year after my wedding to Corey my sister, Cathy's, boyfriend, Sean, graduated from college and asked her to marry him. She had started going out with him in her freshman year and was clearly in love with him so she accepted immediately.

A week before the wedding she was discussing the wedding plans with me and hesitated a bit before saying, "Susie, remember how I asked you to break my hymen?"

I remembered but she had caught me by surprise. She took my hesitation to indicate that I didn't remember. "Remember after that party at the Daniels' I promised you that when I was going to have sex for the first time I would come to you and have you break my hymen?"

I had gotten her to promise that because her fascination with my sex life made me believe that she would be jumping in bed with the first guy that asked her. She was 15 at the time and all girl in her figure and face so I had assumed that would be soon. "Yes, I remember," I admitted. "I guess you decided not to ask. You don't need to apologize." I couldn't imagine why she thought that would be necessary.

"No,it's not that" she said and hesitated before admitting, "my wedding night will be my first time."

"Cathy, I would never have imagined." And I never would have. Her obsession with sex when she discovered I was sexually active and then three years with Sean. I remembered Corey and my graduation party when she had stripped and gotten everyone else to strip as well. And yet, they had never had sex together? No wonder Sean had such a hard-on and was staring so intently at her!

"You and Sean ..." I asked. "You've never had sex?"

"No, Susie, we haven't."

"But how?"

"Susie, you actually have to take action to have sex. It doesn't just happen," I think she was laughing at me.

"You know what I mean. Weren't you tempted? And what about him, didn't he try to get in your pants?"

"Of course I was tempted. And he did get in my pants if you mean I let him cop a feel or two."

"And your hymen's still intact? He didn't break it with his 'feel or two'?"

"Oh, I always stopped him before he penetrated me. Mostly I let him caress me through my panties"

"But why? Didn't you want to feel him inside?"

"Well, yes and no. I think not knowing what it feels like makes it easier to resist."

I thought about that. She was probably right. I hadn't had any tremendous desire for sex until after Brittany, Judy, April and I had started our sexual experimentation. It was only after I knew what it felt like that I couldn't stop.

"But, but, you were so obsessed with sex," I said. "I was sure you would want to try it out as soon as you could."

"Susie, you were the one obsessed with sex. You were doing it all the time. I just wondered why you were so obsessed. I guess for a while I did want to try it just to see what the big deal was."

"What prevented you from doing it?"

"I saw how much trouble you were getting into. And honestly, Susie, I don't think you were enjoying it except with Corey." She smiled and added, "No wonder with that huge cock! He probably spoiled you for anyone else."

"Cathy!" I exclaimed. I knew that if Corey had "spoiled" me it wasn't his cock that had done it. It was the way he cared about me.

"Anyway," she continued, "your experiences, and your concerns, and things Mom and Dad said made me realize that love should come first." Then she added with a smile and a lilt in her voice, "It'll fit me nicely, don't you think."

I was a bit perplexed, "What are you talking about?"

"Seannie," she said. A pause and she added in a playful whisper, "You know. You saw him naked that time at your graduation pool party." She put her fist at her crotch with her thumb sticking out. She moved the fist in and out a bit then turned it around and thrust it at her crotch a few times. "It'll fit me nicely. Not as big as Corey but I don't want to be injured either." She laughed.

My god, Cathy, you're as horny as ever," I said.

"Yeah," I can't wait, she giggled. "God! I dream about it every night."

"So you do know what it feels like."

"Well I stroke my clit sometimes and Seannie's good at massaging it through nylon and Lycra. but I mostly get off just imagining Seannie fucking me crazy."

"That kind of puts the lie to into knowing what it's like allowing you to resist the urge."

"Well I don't know what it's like to actually have something penetrate me."

I noticed that she pulled her legs together. "Ooo! just thinking about penetration gives me a tickle!"

"I think you know what it feels like if you're getting 'tickles'."

"I'm not sure it's the same."

I thought a bit. "Well maybe not exactly the same," I admitted. "But close. Haven't you been tempted to try, with a finger or ... well, ... with any hard round object."

"Uhh yes but I always think, ... Actually, that's what I want to talk about."

"You want to talk about penetration with hard round objects?"

"Kind of, but not really. I just want to let you know that I want Seannie as my new husband to be the one to break my hymen, not you. I hope you understand."

"Absolutely!" I gave her a big hug.

"Anyway, I keep telling myself that's what I want and I've been able to resist the temptation. I should be able to make it another week."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Sure?"

"That your hymen is still intact?"

"Dr. Jacobs says it is."

I hesitated before asking, "Can I see?"

"What?"

"Can I see?" I repeated. "I'm studying to be an Ob/Gyn and you'd probably not be surprised to hear that mature women with intact hymens are rare. I just want to see, for study. And I can confirm Dr. Jacobs' analysis."

I was being honest. Hymens are rare nowadays, at least in the women that come to the University health clinic where I studied, and I needed to see various varieties to assure I know what I'm seeing when I give exams in the future.

She looked at me with an expression of combined puzzlement and uncertainty. I looked back with as much sincerity as I could muster.

"Okay," she said, lowering her jeans and panties.

She had a nice clam of a cunt. Her brown pubic hair curled slightly at her crotch and emphasized the darkness of the slit. I asked her to sit and raise her legs, small thin labia, dry and stuck together peeked out of the slit.

"I'm going to excite you a bit to help spread your labia I said, softly stroking her. My finger was soon able to separate the thin inner lips and push against her clit. I gently spread the lips and then, using both hands, spread them apart along with her fleshy labia majora to see the vaginal entrance. A thin, translucent membrane covered the upper part of her vaginal opening. A couple of almost invisible red arteries and purple veins showed in the membrane.

"I confirm Dr. Jacobs' verdict," I told her in my best 'professional' voice, releasing my hold on her genitals.

After she left, I thought about what she had told me and went to my dresser. In the back of one drawer was a small, oblong box. I had kept it ever since I had first convinced Cathy to let me break her hymen. One of my fascinations has always been defloration customs and I had an idea.

 A "Gift" for Sean

The next day I went to Sean's home with the box.

"Sean," I told him, "I have a gift for you." I showed him the content: a large linen napkin and a silver plated dildo.

"What's this?"

I explained, "Years ago, Cathy seemed to be obsessed with sex and my relationship with Corey. I spent time telling her all about sex, I mean all about sex. When I was done she seemed even more obsessed. I convinced her that she should come to me to break her hymen before the first time she was going to have sex. I thought that would give me a chance to change her mind."

"I don't understand," he said taking out the dildo. "What's this for?"

"I bought these to use when the time came and now that the time is about here. Last night she told me that she wants you to be the one to break her hymen, not me. I am presenting you with these to use on your wedding night."

"I still don't understand," he said pulling out the napkin. It was as pure white as I could manage. I had bought the whitest linen napkins I could find and used bleach on one.

I explained, "The linen cloth is to be placed under her in order to catch the blood. The silver dildo is used to push in and against the hymen in order to break it. Cathy's hymen is a crescent above her vagina, between her vagina and clitoris. So you should push up hard as you push it in. You may want to lubricate it."

"But why?"

"Sean, I purchased what is in the box because I had spent some time reading about defloration and felt that if I ever was to be the one to deflorate Cathy it should be special, silver plated, with a memory of the event. Having a virgin bride in this day and age is a rare thing. You should make the act special and retain evidence of the event."

"Evidence?"

"In some cultures, a spot of blood on the bedclothes after the wedding night was required as evidence of the bride's worthiness. To the extent that brides would bring needles with them to prick themselves and assure the blood would be there. After all, even virgins sometimes have broken hymens. In some cases, the cloth with the spot would be cut out, framed and hung in a prominent spot."

"You're suggesting we display a cloth with Cathy's blood on it?"

"No, I wasn't but now that you mention it, you might consider it. It should be a source of pride for both you and Cathy. It's also a reminder that she waited for you and shouldn't ever give up what she and you have together."

"If I display it, what in the world do we tell people it is?"

"The truth. It's a special symbol of your love for one another. Don't think I don't realize that you are also waiting for her out of this special love."

He fell silent and carefully folded the napkin placed it in the box and closed the box, "Well, thank you. An unusual wedding gift, to say the least."

"You're welcome. Please use it, even if you just put the linen away in a drawer."

 And an Offer

I had thought of one other thing and discussed it with Corey the night before. This would be a bit more sensitive. I took a deep breath and said, "Sean, Please hear me out. Don't interrupt me. Since you are 'keeping yourself' for your wedding night with Cathy, I am guessing you have not had much sexual experience. Corey and I know quite a bit about sexual activity both through study and personal experiences. We're willing to spend some time with you helping you know how to please Cathy on your wedding night."

Sean hesitated, "Uhhh, I'm not sure about that. I'm not sure I need any help. What are you proposing exactly?"

"Well, what I am exactly proposing is that Corey will use me as a model to show you what and where to please a woman. Using my sex organs you will know exactly how to bring your new bride to orgasm every time like Corey does with me."

"That sounds very inappropriate."

"And, I suppose it is, but I want my sister to have the best night of her life with you. Sean, I am sure she will have the best night of her life just because she is with you . However, I know her orgasm will enhance things for you both."

"I need to think about it," he said in a tone that implied it was a dismissal rather than a commitment.

"Talk to Cathy about it if you wish," I suggested.

The next day Cathy called.

"Susie, Sean showed me your most unusual gift and told me of your even more unusual offer. He and I have discussed your offer and I have persuaded him to accept it. He's mostly embarrassed by it. You know men don't like to think they need any help getting that thing in their pants to work."

"Cathy, this isn't about what's in his pants it's about what's in yours," I told her. "It's your job to get what's in his pants to work."

"What do you mean?"

"I guess you need some help too," I told her, bluntly.

" What do you mean?"

"Cathy," I said as calmly as I could. "Corey and I plan to show Sean how to please you. To make sure he knows what pleases a woman. You should focus on pleasing Sean. He needs to focus on your sexual parts. You need to focus on getting his, as you so delicately put it, " thing in his pants to work."

I could almost hear her open mouth through the silence. "Oh," she finally said in a tone of embarrassment, and understanding but tinged with a bit of lingering anger.

"I'll talk to Corey about it and we'll do what we can to reduce Sean's embarrassment," I said.

"Sean said you expected Corey to demonstrate on you."

"Yes, that seemed best. We don't want the two of you going at it until your wedding night. That's what you want isn't it? Do you have another suggestion?"

"Well, I thought maybe the four of us would have a little loss of virginity ceremony and then Corey could show Sean on me."

"Cathy, don't you want to wait until your wedding night?"

"Yes, but no. I think there will be plenty of pressure to perform that night without worrying about my big sis's plan for defloration. I thought we could do it the night before the wedding, right after the rehearsal dinner. Maybe you and Corey could come up with a nice ceremony. You're good at that sort of thing and I know you've spent time looking into marriage customs. Maybe there's something you can 'crib' from."

I kind of liked the idea. "Okay, I'll look into that."

 Defloration Ceremony

The night before the wedding, Corey and I took Cathy and Sean to the guest house. I had spoken to Sean about what we were going to do and we had one bedroom prepared. The bed was laid with a white satin sheet upon which I had placed the linen cloth. The silver dildo was on the nightstand.

When we arrived, I welcomed Cathy to the night of her defloration and slowly removed all her clothes. She had really filled out with nice large round breasts. Her stomach was flat and her waist came in from the top and expanded to wide hips with a great butt. She had a nice little triangle of light brown pubic hair that was not so thick that it hid her slit. A few hairs curled below and her labia minor protruded slightly inside a tiny open triangle at her crotch. I led her out to the hot tub and made a little speech about cleansing her in preparation as she went in and sat for a few minutes. I took her hand and led her out. Sean handed me a large white towel which I used to dry her off. "Receive the towel of your purification," I said after folding it.

Then I took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. Sean and Corey followed. I positioned her over the linen cloth, with her knees folded and legs separated so that her soft hairy pussy was clearly visible. I took the dildo and handed it to Sean. "Receive the instrument of defloration," I told him.

I reached between Cathy's legs and slowly separated the folds of her labia. I pulled them apart so the entrance to her vagina and the covering hymen were visible. "Behold the evidence of virginity," I said. "Corey Daniels do you witness this defloration?"

"Yes I do," he said.

"I Susan Daniels, also witness. Are you, Catherine O'Connell prepared and willing to undergo this defloration at the hands of your future husband, Sean Keith?"

"Yes I am," she answered.

Then, "Wield the instrument, Sean Keith, and proceed with the act of defloration."

He inserted the dildo, pushed it up against her hymen and in.

"Ohhw!" Cathy said. A few drops of blood dribbled over the dildo and dripped down onto the linen.

"I confirm the defloration has been accomplished." I said.

Sean removed the dildo and I unpacked a sterile cloth and wiped the dildo and Cathy's vaginal entrance. No more blood flowed. "Corey Daniels please examine the vaginal opening and the evidence. Do you also confirm the defloration."

"Yes I do," he said.

"Rise my dear sister," I took Cathy's hand and led her to the shower. "Wash and cleanse in preparation for the next ceremony."

While she showered Corey and I signed and dated the edge of the linen.

When Cathy emerged, still naked, I stood her next to Sean and held the linen cloth before them. "The evidence of virginity and defloration signed by two witnesses. Accept this as evidence of the special gift which Catherine has brought to you Sean Kieth. Keep this safe from harm and let it remind you that you are meant for each other and no others .

"Now, Catherine if you will once again position yourself on the bed I will proceed with the instruction." Corey left the room. We decided that it would be much less embarrassing to Sean if he were not present.

Cathy said, "I thought Corey would be doing this."

"No I am the almost OB-Gyn and I know what's needed. Corey and I decided I was the best to do this. No need to get my husband any more aroused over a younger, attractive woman."

I guided Sean's finger to Cathy's G-spot. I talked to him about how to press against the G-spot as he moved his finger and the importance of touching Cathy's clitoris. I told him how oral stimulation was best for the clitoris because of the wetness.

I then asked Cathy, "Do you want an orgasm tonight or do you prefer to wait for tomorrow night."

Sean answered before she could speak, "I'd rather wait until we are married."

Cathy nodded her agreement, saying, "I'm way past ready now," Cathy said, "but I expected you to say that, Sean. We'll wait." She reached up, grabbed him and gave him a huge kiss. As she kissed I saw he reached down and into her vagina, stoking her inside and out.

She released the kiss, saying, "you keep that up Sean Kieth and we'll not be waiting for tomorrow night."

"Oh, sorry," He said.

"Accepted but unneeded. You'll be great tomorrow!"

"Now," I said, "a special presentation."

Corey came in. "Sean," he said," you've done enough gazing at this lovely women. Now it's time for you to lower your pants."

"What?" Sean said.

"I said you need to lower your pants, underwear too. We have helped you know how to please this beauty, now she needs to see how to please you."

Sean was reluctant but finally he exposed himself. He was really hard and the tip of his penis was a dark purple. His excitement and desire was fully evident. Cathy looked at it and said, "Corey, just because I haven't let Sean penetrate me doesn't mean I haven't done anything with him."

"What?" Corey asked.

"Oh god, Corey! And you too Susie!" she exclaimed. "You act like the only way to have sex is vaginal."

No one said anything so she continued, "I think I'm pretty good at 'BJs'. What do you think Seannie?"

He hesitated before stammering out, "sure, real good!"

"Oh Sean, you've been here with Corey and Susie while you deflowered me and finger fucked me almost to orgasm and you're shy about 'BJs'?"

Sean just looked sheepish.

Before they left Corey stopped Sean and spent a few minutes whispering to him.

Meanwhile Cathy whispered to me, "Sean isn't the only guy I've sucked off."

They thanked us on the way out and left with an arm around each others' waist.

 Making Love

"I don't see how they can keep their penis and vagina apart tonight. That really turned me on." Corey said.

"You were turned on by my sister?" I said kiddingly and added, "I'm really turned on too.

In an instant I was naked in front of him and said, "I want to try out that satin sheet."

The next instant I was on the bed with my knees bent and my legs spread. He quickly undressed. "The beast" was ready to go. I arched my back to give him a better view of my auburn covered genitalia. He lay down next to me and began stroking my hair, and I don't mean on my head. My nipples came erect -- My nipples and aureoles both participate when I get excited. They push almost an inch above my breasts and are really hard. The aureoles just become the base of the hard conical nipple erection. Oh it feels great when Corey touches them. I arched my back in pleasure and began stroking him and his beast.




Susie Ch. 38



"Corey," I asked as I felt the pleasure spread through my body, "What did you say to Sean as they left?"

Corey pushed his finger inside me and began rubbing me in the perfect place. "I told him that as excited as he was I was sure he would ejaculate prematurely. I told him that if he didn't want to disappoint Cathy he should probably masturbate tonight and maybe tomorrow morning."

"Oh," I said as I transferred my touch to his balls.

We rolled over with me on top and I adjusted his cock to enter me. A feeling, now very familiar, but still one I always desperately desired, consumed me as the beast filled me up and then emptied me again. I hugged him, stroked his back with one hand, and as much of his cock as I could feel with the other as it slid in and out. I kissed him hard and then harder.

The tingle of orgasm slowly built up in me as Corey slowed his strokes. I arched my back, released the kiss and said, "Now, my prince, now."

Corey stroked hard and fast. He always seemed to be able to hold himself back and I came first but he did whatever it is he does at just the right time and came within the next few seconds.

We moaned in unison. Oh that feeling of his cock jerking inside as my belly and vagina spasm! The feeling of his semen streaming up inside that great penis and into my vagina! The feeling as the semen rushes through the almost non-existent space between cock and vagina and then out, down my butt crack and onto the bed! "I can never get enough of this and of you," I told him.

He responded with a huge kiss that didn't end until we woke the next morning.