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The Barbeque

By: littlemissnaughtygal



Kim awakens to the smell of coffee brewing, rolling onto her side reaching over to touch Darnell when suddenly her eyes open as he wasn’t along side her, she could hear something down stairs wondering what he was up to, moving over onto his pillow all she could smell was the scent of the man she loves so much.

Hearing him coming upstairs she roles onto her side cuddling into his pillow, pretending that she was still asleep. She hears him walk into the room placing something down on the night table on the side of the bed, feeling his fingers softly run down the side of her face pushing her hair back off her ears, leaning in he kisses her earlobe gently.

“Good morning beautiful, I brought you something!” he whispers softly in his sexy voice.

“Good morning baby!” Kim replies softly as she roles onto her back looking into Darnell’s gorgeous hazel eyes.

Looking over at the table she finds Darnell had brought up her morning coffee, sitting up Kim just sits back staring at him, his smile is breath taking she motions to him with her finger, leaning in toward her Kim wraps her arms around his neck, holding him close to her, nibbling on his earlobe softly, her nails tracing up and down his back gently, Darnell moans softly, his head leans to the side as Kim kisses his neck lightly.

“I love you baby you are soooo good to me!” she whispers in his ear.

“I love you too baby doll, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you!” Darnell replied.

Taking her face into his hands his eyes lock onto hers, kissing her softly her lips part, their kiss deepens, their tongues explore one another feverishly, his hands slide slowly up and down her back, her back arches to the feel of his hands as her nipples now hardened press into his chest.

“My baby girl we just can’t start this now, we have company coming in a little while!” Darnell whispers almost in a whimper.

“Oh like hell we can’t!!! Our company who ever it may be is just going to have to wait, when I woke up you weren’t here for me to hold and now you are and darn it I want you and I want you now!!” Kim replies with a devious tone in her voice.

Slowly her hands work inside Darnell’s tank top, her nails raking up and down his chest, she nibbles at his neck gently, kissing over his shoulders lightly, his body shivers to her touch, she pulls his tank top up and off him, kissing her way down his chest, teasing each of his nipples he moans softly, she stops only for a moment, looking into his eyes, she straddles his lap.

“Oh my god baby what are you going to do to me?” he asks softly.

“You know what I’m going to do don’t you baby?” Kim replies.

Slowly she pushes Darnell back onto his back, her nails tracing down his love trail, her tongue follows in sync, his breathing deepens as he moans a little louder, gently her fingers slip into the waist band of his shorts, lowering them over his hips, she encases his hardening member kissing and licking at the tip lightly, sucking it into her eager mouth, her tongue tracing around the head, dragging her teeth gently over the tip, his back arches off the bed, her tongue tracing his entire shaft, licking and nibbling at his balls, his member hardening in her hand as she licks the special spot that drives him crazy between his balls and his ass, Kim sucks his balls into her mouth sucking each one inside out gently, popping each one out of her mouth like a cherry being plucked off its stem, his body spasms slowly working her way back up his shaft her tongue tracing his main vein, sucking the head back into her mouth once again she devours his entire length deeper into her throat.

Locking her lips around it he holds her head slowly fucking her mouth, his pace picks up as she looks at him, his member swells in her mouth, his balls tighten in her hand and his body tenses.

“OHHHHHHHHH FUCK BABY DON’T STOP!!!!!!!!!” Darnell screams as the grip on her head gets tighter, with one last thrust into her mouth his member explodes into the back of her throat, swallowing every drop, feverishly she continues to suck his member getting all that’s left for her to get.

She cleans him up, licking his balls and all looking deep into her eyes, licking her lips lightly, she stands up turning around running her hands over her ass, she knows Darnell is watching her as he sits up wanting to grab at her ass, she moves away looking over her shoulder at him she winks, walking into the bathroom to get ready for their company.

Darnell proceeds to get up and redress himself as he heads off back downstairs, getting all the stuff ready to go out to the grill, just as his mom and dad and brothers arrive.

Kim joins them a few minutes later dressed in her tight light blue short shorts and one of his tank tops, walking out to the back yard she finds Darnell at the grill, walking up behind him she wraps her arms around his waist, her hand sliding slowly down onto his member, his body jumps slightly as he moans softly.

“Baby girl what are you doing?”

“Oh I’m just doing the one thing that I know you love!” Kim replies in a soft whisper.

“ Damn it girl we just did this, don’t you be naughty now!”

“Since when has that ever stopped me?” she replies, kissing up his back softly, her hand massaging his member slowly bringing it to life again.

With his family being behind them she slips her hand inside his shorts her thumb finds that very sensitive spot right under the head teasing it gently, his breathing deepens as his hips move to the feel of her hand on him, she strokes him ever so gently, her thumb tracing over the tip, he fights to hold his voice back.

“Oh baby I am soooo going to fuck you sometime today, company or not I will have you inside me!!!” she whispers to him softly cupping his balls in her hand she massages them gently.

“Oh shit baby girl if you don’t stop you’re going to have me Cumming in your hand in about 2 minutes!!” Darnell replied in a soft moan.

“So do it, who’s going to know!” she continues to stroke his member only a little harder this time.

“Ok that’s it you win, let me get my brother to come and watch this, you want to be a lil naughty girl well your going to get it!!” 

Darnell calls to one of his brothers to come and watch the grill for a moment, standing sideways trying to hide his massive hard on that Kim has created, taking her hand they walk into the house, he takes her upstairs to their bedroom, he wanted her so badly he even forgot to shut the door, taking her into his arms he pulls the tank top off her laying her down onto the bed he removes her shorts and her thong as one, getting in between her legs he places them over his shoulders.

“God damn it you naughty girl I wanted to do this earlier but I didn’t have the time, well now your mine!” Darnell devours her pussy like it was the first time he saw her all over again, he buries his tongue as deep inside her love tunnel that he possibly can licking all her inner walls, her hands locked into his hair as her pussy grinds against his mouth, her back arching off the bed, his thumb rubbing over her clit sends her body into spasms.

Her moans getting louder, her body twisting and thrashing all over the bed, her pussy grinding harder against his face, looking up at her he knows she wants more, he stops.

“OHHHHH FUCK NOOOO DARNELL DON’T STOP PLZZZZ DON’T STOP OHHH GOD NOT NOW!!!!!!!!” 

“Hell no I am by no means done with you baby girl, get on your hands and knees for me little one!!!”

Doing as he tells her as he removes his shorts, getting on the bed behind her, taking a hold of her hip with one hand he guides his rigid bulging member to her love tunnel, teasing her clit with it lightly.

“Give me that fucking thing and give it to me now, fuck me like the naughty little girl I am!”

“Oh yeah your naughty alright your daddies little naughty girl aren’t you, you want daddies cock all the way inside that little wet pussy don’t you baby girl?” 

“I want my daddies cock inside me sooooo badly, he feels soooooo good I just cant get enough of him” she hunches back against him wanting him inside her.

Very quickly he rams his cock all the way inside her, her body stiffens, and she lets out one hell of a scream to the feel of his cock filling her completely, taking both hips into his hands he pumps her hard and fast, his balls slapping against her clit, harder and harder he rams his cock inside her, feeling his cock swelling inside her she cries out for more, with every cry he gets harder and faster.

“What do you want my naughty girl? Tell daddy what you want baby!!”

“I want my daddies hot cumm inside me I want it all daddy!”

“Oh well baby girl you’re about to get it” feeling the tip of his cock hitting against her cervix with one last thrust his cock explodes inside her shooting all his hot love juices deep inside her, her body shakes and trembles as her orgasm rips through her body like a knife through tape, as his body begins to settle he pulls out of her taking her into his arms kissing her softly.

“Let’s get dressed and you had better behave this time!” 

“I wouldn’t count on it” Kim replies softly with the look of desire.

And does Kim behave this time…well that’s the question to be answered!!!

The Barbeque



It was your typical Saturday. A bunch of us had decided on a barbeque at our friend Jerry's house. Jerry had the best backyard you see, ample room for a big knee-high card table that we used for drinking games and a beer pong table next to that. All in all, there were about ten people that came over for the afternoon.

The group consisted of four girls and six guys. Everyone was pretty athletic as we all played in an intramural league together. The girls were all pretty tall except for Pam. Pam was a little shorter with thin dark hair and nice little B cups. Cassie, a tall brunette and her best friend Jenny, a redhead, both had decent B cups and were a little thick, but not necessarily heavy, just extra muscle from playing sports. The last girl, Kelly, was nice. She was as tall as Jenny and Cassie, but with strawberry blonde hair and huge tits. They had to be D's, and perky ones at that as Kelly was always working out.

The guys consisted of myself, my buddies John, Kirk, Jerry, Mike, and Greg. John and Kirk were both tall and lean. Jerry and Mike were both a little taller than most of the girls, but putting on a few extra pounds. Greg was just a big guy, like a middle linebacker, but not in football playing shape anymore.

So, Jerry threw on some burgers and dogs and we all started getting beers from the keg. We huddled around the table and started playing drinking games. We ended up playing bullshit, which is a card guessing game. When you guess wrong you drink. It got to the point where people were giving away five drinks at a time for every card they had in their hand, providing the dealer flipped up that card from his deck. A lot of cards had already been played, so you had a decent idea of what was left. Cassie looked right at me and said, "drink fifteen!"

"Fifteen?" I repeated. "You mean to tell me you have the last three twos and no one else has any?"

She confidently said, "Sure do. If you don't believe me you can bullshit me. Or, if you think you're Mr. All-Pro-Card-Counter, we can up the stakes..."

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"Well, if I have all three of the twos, you have to agree to do what I say until sundown," She stated.

"And if you don't have them?" I wondered aloud.

"I'll get up on this table and give everyone a striptese," She offerred.

"Dude, you gotta bullshit her," said Kirk to my left.

"There's no way she has all the twos with seven of us playing a five cards per hand," noted Jenny over my right shoulder while watching the action from near Jerry and the grill.

I thought about it for a second and thought what the hell, how bad can it be if I'm wrong.

"Bullshit," I said.

And with that she flipped over her cards and revealed the other three twos.

I started to do all the math in my head. It was September, so the sun would be setting around 8pm and it was 2pm now after a few hours of drinking games had already been played. That meant I was hers for about six hours. Then I started to think about the history that Cassie and I had. We had dated, but I realized we weren't a good match and had ended it. We were friends now, so everything was fine, or so I hoped.

"Excuse us everyone," Cassie stood up and pronounced. "My bitch and I need to step out for a bit."

And with that she grabbed my hand and led me out. We hit the sidewalk and started heading towards her apartment. About five minutes later, we got there and she keyed us into the building, then into her apartment. She led me into her room and then closed the door. Then she handed me a blindfold and told me to put it on and stand up. She began removing my clothes until I was standing naked.

"Oh, no, this won't do," she said.

"What won't?" I asked.

"All this hair. I like a smooth bitch under my command." And with that she led me into the bathroom, had me stand in the tub and covered my arms, legs, and butt with a foamy substance. I felt it getting warm and then a few minutes later I felt the water hit me, cold at first and then a nice temperature. She washed me clean and then I could feel her hands going over my smooth arms and legs.

Then I felt more foam on my pubic area and started to get a little nervous.

"Hold still slave, I'm going to shave you down there." And then I felt her slowly using a razor to take off my pubic hair. She would stretch out my ball sac to help remove the hair without cutting into me. About ten minutes later, I felt her hand rubbing across my smooth balls as I started to get semi-erect. 

"You like being a bare little slave getting felt up, don't you?" She teased.

"Heck yeah!" I said, hoping there would be more rubbing.

"Come," and with that she grabbed my hand and helped me out of the tub and back into her room. Still standing, I heard drawers being opened and closed for a minute.

"I've always had a fantasy, but have been afraid to act it out, until today that is," She started. "I always wanted a woman, but have been too hesistant to hit on one. I am going to dress you up and have my fantasy come true."

I stood there contemplating my situation. On one hand, I was going to get dressed up. On the other, I was going to get to bang my ex with no strings attached. I just stood there, obediently waiting her next move, hoping we'd jump right into the sixty-nine action.

She led me over to a corner of the room and sat me down on a stool. I remember this one being in front of a mirror, where she would apply her makeup before going to work. For the next twenty minutes, she worked on my face, removing some hairs, applying lipstick, some powders, nails, jewlery, and perfume.

Then she stood me back up and led me back to the middle of the room. I felt her come up in front of me and apply something gooey to my right pectoral, then press something over it. Then the left pectoral. Whatever they were, they were a little heavy as she held them in place for a minute.

Then I felt my arms being led through something with straps. Then it being fastened behind me. Whatever was on my chest was being held in place by what I realized was a bustier. Then I felt her lift one of my legs and slide something over my foot, then the same with the other. Then she bent down and started to guide something silky up my legs, over my thighs and straight up over my hips. It felt like mesh, but fit like panties. She pulled them up pretty high, 

then smacked my ass hard, causing me a little moan.

"Hmmm..." She noted.

Then she lifted my legs again and slid what felt like stockings up over my feet and up. I felt her attach one, then the other to my bustier. So it was a silky, gartered bustier I was fitted in, complete with mesh panties and stockings.

Then I felt something going over my head. She guided my arms through something else silky and then pulled the fabric down until it was pretty skin tight around my body. I felt it was sleeveless, with an open back, short dress, and loose neckline.

"Close your eyes, I need to take off your blindfold to work on your eyes but want your appearance to be a surprise," she commanded. Cassie then turned me around and removed my blindfold. I felt her applying some fake eyelashes, then mascara. Then she fitted a wig onto my head and fiddled with the hair for a 

minute.

Then she turned me around and let me see myself in the mirror.

"Oh my God," was my only reply as I stared at a tall, lean, brown-haired girl in the mirror. I had red lipstick, long eyelashes, and nice jewelry over a white silky short dress that was open in the back and had a low front collar, but not down past my new fake C-Cup chest. I pulled up my dress to see smooth white-stockinged legs, attached to a white bustier. Underneath were mesh boy shorts that fit snug and kept my semi-erect cock Greged down.

"You look hot," she said flirtaciously. And with that, she kissed me. She kissed my full lips, then spread them and started to caress my tongue with hers. 

I felt her hands around me and on my ass, squeezing. I put my arms around her shoulders as we continued to make out. She leaned her head back and I kissed her neck softly, then proceeded to pull up her tank top over her head. I reached into her bra and freed her left breast, circling it with my tongue. Then the same with the right. I then dropped to my knees and started to undo her jean shorts and pull them down. When I got them part way down, I was shocked to see a seven inch dildo spring free from her shorts.

I paused for a second, but then Cassie reached down and pointed it right at my lips. "Play along, slave," she commanded. And with that, I opened my mouth while she stuffed her cock in my mouth. It only went in a few inches while Cassie shimmied her way out of her shorts. Then she got balanced and I felt both her hands on the back of my head as she began to move back and then forward again. 

I couldn't believe this, I was dressed as a girl and getting my mouth fucked by my ex-girlfriend wearing a seven inch dildo. I was still pretty turned on though by the whole situation, partly because of how dominant Cassie was and also because of the silky feel of the clothes she had me wearing.

Cassie slowed up her pace and looked down at me. "Suck it," was all she said.

I obeyed and started to move my head back and forth over her plastic dildo, even stopping to lick her fake balls, making sure to brush across her clit once in a while by 'accident.' I had gotten Cassie's cock back into my mouth and was working on it when she commanded me to stand up and turn around. I did as I was told and she put one hand on my hip and the other on the middle of my back. Then she pushed forward with her hand in the middle back and pulled with the

hand on her hip, bending me over her bed. She pulled my dress up to reveal my mesh covered ass, then started rubbing all around my cheeks. I was so horny from all this foreplay that I could think of nothing else but turning around and throwing her down and banging her right there. But then I felt her cockhead slip through my panties and touch my bare asshole. I hadn't realized it, but she had cut a hole out of the mesh so that there would be easy access to my ass.

"You're gonna take my cock, slut," she spat. And with that I felt her press forward. The tip easing past my opening. I could feel that she had covered her cock with a lubricated condom and that helped her slide it in so easily. She had gotten inside me before I had a chance to protest, then began commanding again before I could let her know I wasn't into this.

"Spread your cheeks for me, bitch," and with that I began submissive again and reached back and pulled my cheeks in either direction. "Oooh, you want to be fucked like the little slut you are, don't you?"

I just waited silently, hoping not to have to answer. But she was relishing this moment and asked again, "Don't you, whore?"

"Yes," I said softly.

"Yes, what?" she asked.

"Yes, I want you to fuck me," I obediently stated, very turned on by her dominant nature.

She pressed further in, aided by my spreading and slowly buried her seven inches all the way to the base. "That's a nice full little slut," she proudly said. She held herself there for a second, taking in her handiwork. Then I felt her pull back out, put her hands on my hips, then glide back in to the hilt. She continued this for what seemed like a long time, changing hand positions so that she had both hands grabbing the bunched up minidress that was 

above my ass. All the while, I continued to spread my cheeks for her. I could feel the pre-cum from my cock starting to flow into my panties as this whole scene played out. I couldn't believe it, but I was actually enjoying being Cassie's banged girlfriend.

I felt Cassie slowly pull her cock out and back away. I heard her walk down the hallway to her bathroom, flush the toilet, then come back. I heard her behind me for a minute, then she said, "stand up slut and fix yourself up."

I did as commanded and adjusted my dress back in place as I noticed she had gotten dressed again. 

"Your makeup needs a touchup," and she led me back over to the mirror and reapplied certain areas, including my smeared lipstick from kissing her.

"Ok, that looks good. Slide into those sandals over there, we're heading out for a bit," she said.

I just stood there for a minute frozen, hoping she was kidding.

"C'mon, you and everyone else knew I was going to mess with you pretty good for losing that bet. Play along, it'll be fun," she said. Of course the last 

time she said play along, she was stuffing a seven inch dildo in my mouth. And with that thought, my cock started to tingle again and I got the courage up to do as she asked.

It was about 4pm when we left her apartment. I was only hers for another four hours, although after that dominant performance she had just given, I knew I would be hers for much longer after this night. It surprised me that I didn't know this side of her while we dated. The relationship might have lasted longer had she expressed this side of herself to me.

I was lost in my thoughts as we arrived back at Jerry's. "C'mon, I want to show off my handiwork to everyone," she bragged.

I had a feeling this was coming and was ready to play along. We walked into Jerry's apartment and into the backyard, and everyone immediately turned and stared then started laughing. There were some catcalls also from some of the guys.

"Damn Cassie," started Jerry, "I'm going to make sure never to lose a bet to you."

"Wow, Mark, You look pretty hot," said Jenny.

"Yeah, what does everyone think of my new girlfriend?" asked Cassie.

"Hottest girl here," joked John, and everyone started to laugh. "C'mon, let get back to the beer pong."

"Hey, now we have five coed teams, since Mark's playing for the other side," remarked Greg. And with that, we started a little mini tournament. We used six cups instead of ten, and played more games. I was paired up with Mike and we were doing pretty well, winning two and losing one. I imagined the extra weight from my fake tits might have had something to do with my poor shooting in our one loss.

I was getting pretty tipsy and needed a bathroom break on our next off game. Luckily, we had the next two off, so I had some time. I announced I had to go to the little girl's room to a loud sGregering of laughter and started to head inside.

"Hey, I'll go with you," said Jenny. "Girls never go alone after all."

"Ok," I agreed, and with that we walked arm-in-arm into the house.

Everyone else was out back and we walked across the living room and into the bathroom. I pulled my dress up, mesh panties down to the top of my gartered stockings, then sat down and aimed my cock downward into the bowl.

"Hot panties," noted Jenny.

"Thanks, Cassie has good taste," I came back with. 

At that, Jenny stepped in front of me, undid her pants, and pulled out the same seven inch dildo Cassie has used on me earlier. "Cassie said I could get my cock sucked," she flatly stated. She inched forward until the head was at my lips. I parted my mouth and let her ease the head inside. She straddled my legs with hers and moved forward so I was sitting straight up and she had both legs on either side of the toilet. She also grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck away at my mouth.

"Cassie was right, you are a submissive little slut," Jenny teased. 

My cock, which had been bent down while pissing, was now standing straight up.

"Looks like someone likes cock," Jenny looked back and noted. "Get up, on the counter."

I stood up and moved onto the counter as ordered while Jenny flushed the toilet and came up to me. She pulled a condom out of her back pocket, slipped it over the dildo, then moved forward. She grabbed both my legs and lifted them up. My head leaned back until it touched the mirror and I used my hands to grab the counter to keep my ass in place, just on the edge of the countertop. Jenny put both my legs on her shoulders, then aimed the cockhead at my exposed 

asshole. She slipped in rather easily, my hole still somewhat distended from my earlier fucking, and started to pound away at my insides.

"This is for dumping my best friend," and with that she started to slam into me with long fast strokes. She was rough and I started to moan lightly on every inward thrust.

"Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh."

"Cassie was right, you are a little cock whore, aren't you?" She questioned. "Say it!"

"I'm a little cock whore," I whimpered.

At that, she slammed the cock all the way into me and held it there. She leaned in and kissed me hard. She pulled back and said, "You're lucky Cassie doesn't want you to cum yet, because I would have pounded you until you screamed for mercy." At that, a little more pre-cum oozed out of my cock as Jenny quickly and forcefully pulled the dildo out of my ass.

I readjusted myself and checked my makeup, using the spare supplies Cassie had packed into a little white purse I was now carrying. Jenny pulled the condom off the dildo with some toilet paper, wrapped it tightly, then flushed it. She undid the velcro straps on the dildo and stashed it into a purse of her own as we exited the bathroom and walked arm-in-arm back to the party, the same way we had left.

"That took long enough," said Kirk.

"Hey, girl talk takes a while," jibed Jenny as I just stood there submissively, having just had my ass fucked hard for the second time on this day. Five o'clock, only a few more hours.

Jenny and Kirk were up in their last game, and Mike and I were on deck against Kelly and Jerry. Jenny and Kirk beat Cassie and Greg while the rest of us watched. Then Mike and I played against John and Pam for the title. We had one loss and John and Pam were undefeated. The game started and John and Pam hit one of our cups. Mike came back and hit one and I landed a shot into another. John hit again and again Pam was off. Mike hit while I missed the next 

round. The next round, none of us hit, followed by a round where all of us hit. John and Pam had one cup left, we had two. Mike stepped up and hit it right away. The house rule is that the vanqushed get a chance to shoot until they miss, so we rolled the other ball down.

"Hey, care for another bet?" announced Cassie.

Everyone else said sure, as they were enjoying what had happened on the first one.

"Ok, losing girl needs to lapdance their partner," she decided.

"Wow, while tempting to get a free lapdance, I think it would be much more enjoyable to put Mike through that torture," John said as he stepped up and made it.

The crowd howled and started to chant, "Lapdance, Lapdance, Lapdance, Lapdance."

Pam stepped up to the edge and released her ball. I started praying for a miss and was naturally disappointed when it sank straight into our last cup. The group cheered loudly and everyone high fived Pam. Mike dropped his head and put both hands down to the table. I quickly removed the ball and pounded the last beer, needing a good buzz for this next act of feminism.

The group set up a folding chair in the back and kicked on some slow R&B music to enhance the joke.

Mike sat down and I went over to him and circled him seductively, rubbing the hair on his head to make it look tussled. The crowd whooped and hollared for that move. Then I went over to him, stood in front, and leaned down on him so that my fake tits fell right on his face. I hugged his head so that his face was buried in my nice C-Cup and then layed against his body as he leaned back. I then let myself slide down, rubbing my tits all across his body as I went. 

when I got down to his lap, I could feel his cock twitch slightly when my rack went over him.

On my knees in front of him, I rubbed up and down his outer thighs with my hands, moving in and out away from him, like I would be if I were sucking him off. He tried not to look at me, but I could see his cock growing ever slightly from the soft touching of my nailed fingertips. Then I got up and sat across his lap, hugging his head into my tits from the side. I shook my boobs across his head and then pulled his head into the middle of them and held it there for a 




The Barbeque



minute. Again, I could feel his cock pulse beneath my leg as he was getting a little aroused. I turned and slid over so that I was facing the crowd, my legs tight together inside his, while sitting back on his lap, then leaned back so that my back was against his chest and my head on his shoulder. I grabbed his hands and put them firmly on my tits and let him hold me there while I layed back against his now stiff cock.

The crowd was really whooping now. I turned and lightly kissed Mike's neck then stood up and bowed, leaving my ass right in his face. He took the opportunity to turn this moment light and gave me a hard slap right across the right cheek. I wasn't expecting it and gave a loud, "woooo," which only made the group howl louder.

We all broke up for a minute, figuring what to do for dinner, getting new drinks, and hitting the bathroom. Most of the girls all came over to me and complimented me on my stripper skills while the guys all took turns ribbing Mike for having a dude give him a lap dance.

I eventually went in to take a turn in the bathroom as my seal had broken on the last trip. Being alone, I also took the chance to clean myself out a bit. 

No telling who else would be inside me tonight, might as well be as tidy as possible. I opened the door and turned off the light to the bathroom and stepped into the hallway. Cassie was there waiting for me and led me into one of the back bedrooms. I walked in and Mike was there.

"Mike, I want to show you some other tricks I taught this little slut earlier," Cassie started. "Come over here and kneel down."

I did as told and was not surprised when Cassie undid her jean shorts again and pulled out Mr. Seven-Incher. "Go ahead, whore." I moved forward and slipped the head into my mouth as Cassie patted me on the head. "Watch Mike while you blow me, slut," she ordered. I inclined my head up and left and looked into Mike's eyes while moving off and onto Cassie's cock with my mouth.

"She's good, no?" she asked Mike.

"Not bad," he replied.

Cassie reached down and unzipped Mike's pants, then fished into his boxers and pulled out his semi-erect cock. She began to stroke it until it got fully erect at seven inches, then pulled out of my mouth, dropped to her knees, and put it into her mouth. I just kneeled there and watched her suck him off for a moment. Then she grabbed my hand and pulled me forward. Mike just leaned his head back and stood there enjoying himself. I crawled over on my knees next to Cassie and waited until she pulled her mouth off of Mike's cock, pointed it at my mouth, then put a hand on my back and shoved me forward onto it.

Mike looked down while Cassie knelt there watching me such his cock, then looked back up again to undoubtedly imagine it was Cassie still sucking him off. I moved his cock in and out of my mouth like I had done with Cassie's dildo, taking him as far into my mouth as I could. I continued working on Mike while Cassie moved behind me, pulled up my dress, reapplied another condom to her dildo, pulled my panties down, and slipped back inside me. Jesus, I was a cock 

sandwich, seven inches in my mouth and seven in my ass. Cassie started pounding me with long smooth strokes, not hard like Jenny had a little while ago.

"Mike, fuck her throat for me," Cassie asked as she simultaneously pulled my dress up over my head, careful not to dislodge my wig. 

Once my dress was off, Mike reached down and grabbed the back of my head and then started to pump my mouth. Cassie grabbed my hands and put them on my ass and I knew what she wanted as I spread my cheeks for her. This time, she reached around to my bustier, freed my tits, and grabbed onto them while she fucked me from behind.

Mike, meantime, was looking down at me with my exposed tits, taking a cock in my ass, and his cock in and out of my mouth and really started to drive his cock into my mouth. Each time pushing further and further. One time I lurched, and he pulled back quickly. The next time though, I accomodated his size into my throat. A few minutes later, he was driving his cock all the way in until his balls rested on my chin.

"Nicely done, cum whore," Cassie complimented as she continued to pound my ass. My cock was rock hard at this point and Cassie moved one hand down to start stroking it. "Slut is really liking this," she noted to Mike.

"She's not the only one," he stated. Indeed his stiff shaft was sliding easily across my tongue and down my throat at a much faster pace now. He was really fucking my mouth good. Cassie had also picked up the pace with both her thrusts into my ass and strokes to my cock. I really started to moan, "mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm."

The vibrations must have sent Mike off as he exploded into my mouth. I gulped down as much as I could, but some escaped and fell down the side of my face and onto my breast. The thought that I was swallowing another man's cum put me over the edge and I started to cum too, all over Jerry's bedroom carpet. 

Mike continued cumming while I continued swallowing. Cassie stopped fucking me to watch her two guys orgasm while she rubbed her tits through her tanktop. 

Mike eventually pulled his cock out with a pop from my mouth and got zipped up and left. Cassie pulled out of my ass with a pop too and ordered me to lick up my mess, which I did obediently from the carpet. It was all sitting in a nice pool and I was able to slurp it all into my mouth and swallow it.

Cassie scooped the cum from my tit and put her finger in my mouth. I licked her clean as she watched me put my tits back into my bustier then helped me with my dress. She then took off the dildo again, broke out some cleanex from her purse, wrapped the condom and walked with me out of the bedroom. We stopped in the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, then back outside to rejoin the party. Six o'clock, only a few more hours left.

We went back outside and on the card table was a Jenga game set up. Jerry announced that we had to sit coed.

"Hold on one second guys," said Cassie. "We need a renaming moment, girls come here."

The four girls huddled up and started giggling, then broke up and Cassie came over to me. "Guys, I would like to introduce you to Tiffany."

"Hey Tiffany," said Greg in a welcoming tone.

"Tiff," John winked at me.

"Ok, people," Jerry chided, "have a seat. John, first chair. Cassie, next to him. Greg, you're after her with Pam next to you. Mike, Kelly, Kirk, Jenny, then Me and Tiffany here is between John and I."

We all assembled into our seats and the game began. John picked first and pulled his tile. The group appauded loudly for his success and everyone but John had to drink. Then he turned the tile over and read its instructions. Of course, I had to be involved.

"Put the girl to your right across your lap and spank her ass everytime a tile is successfully pulled until it is their turn, including this one" he read.

John grabbed my hand and pulled me over his lap so that my tits were hanging off one side and my ass the other. He wheeled back and smacked me so hard I yelped a bit. Then he helped me climb off and back to my chair, as I sat mostly on the cheek he didn't hit.

Cassie was up next and didn't waste any time pulling her the next tile. "French kiss the guy to your left for luck," she announced. She leaned over and kissed Greg full on the lips while the rest of us took a swig.

"Ok, John, whack that ass," said Jerry. 

I got up and layed back across John's lap and this time he took a downward angle into the opposite cheek, so now both were evenly stinging.

"Oooh, man, she must have been a bad girl today," joked Kirk.

I got back up and sat down in my chair.

Greg pulled his tile and read, "give your drink oral sex." We all took our drinks while Greg circled the cup he had with his tongue repeatedly, while all the girls oohed and ahhed.

"John, you mind if I just stay here, tiles are being pulled really quickly," I asked.

"Sure," he said. I layed down across his lap again and he wound up and smacked me hard again.

"Ow," I yelped.

"Only seven more, bad girl," he teased and the group started laughing at my misfortune.

Pam pulled her card and had to flash her tits to the group. I made sure to lean up and get a nice view of her perky little B-Cup titties. They weren't the nicest set here, Kelly had those and mine were next best, but I had always wanted to see her little body and she didn't disappoint.

This time, John pulled my dress up over my ass before smacking me, exposing my mesh-covered, red ass to the group.

"Smack."

"Damn, see her phat ass jiggle when you smacked it," commented Jerry from my other side. This time, John just left his hand on my ass where he had hit me.

Mike's turn and he had to grab Kelly's tits through her shirt. Lucky bastard.

"Smack." My left cheek took the brunt of that, and again he left his hand there.

Kelly's card had her fake an orgasm, something she said was all too common.

"Smack." Left cheek again and I could feel the heat radiating from my skin, both from the pain and from John's hand remaining on my ass.

Kirk had to describe his first time.

"Smack. Left cheek yet again and I felt a tear welling up in my eyes.

Jenny's turn and she had to sit in Kirk's lap until her next turn.

"Smack." Finally, the right cheek and the pain wasn't as bad.

Jerry pulled his tile, came over and smacked my ass right in the middle, hitting both cheeks. The group laughed loudly as I whelped again.

"Give the girl to your left a hickey," he read. He layed down on top of me, while I was on top of John and pulled my hair back from my right shoulder. Then he started sucking on my neck. We stayed like this for a minute or so and I could feel myself getting really turned on. I could also feel Jerry's cock twitching a bit from laying on my exposed ass and kissing my neck for so long.

Jerry finally broke his suction grip on my neck and everyone peered in to witness my new purplish hickey on my neck.

"Nice," said John with the best view.

Finally, it was my turn, and I got up off of John's lap and began to pull my dress back down.

"Wait, let us see his 'handiwork'," asked Kelly.

I turned around and showed my reddened ass to the group to a smattering of wow's and ow's. Then I pulled my dress back down, remained standing and pulled my tile.

"Pick a guy and let him simulate his favorite sexual position on you," I mortifyingly read aloud. 

"Greg," I said without even thinking.

"Ooooh Greg, someone likes you," joked Jenny.

"C'mon over," he ordered, and I did, standing right in front of him. He put his legs together and ordered to me to sit onto his lap, which I did as my dress slid back up to reveal my red ass again. Then he took my legs and put them on his shoulders as it caused me to lean back. He grab my arms and pulled me up to him and instructed me to wrap them around his neck. He then put his arms around my ass and stood us up. I was folded in half, knees bent and ankles on his shoulders, his hands on my ass and my hands around his neck. Then he started to get into it and lean back and simulate pelvic thrusts, pounding into my ass. The crowd started to whoop and I dropped my head back like I was enjoying the reaming he was giving me, letting out little whimpers on every inward 

thrust. My cock had started to get erect and I could feel a little bulge in Greg's pants also when he made contact with my ass.

We went on for a minute, then he sat back down, and I leaned back like I was exhausted from a good fucking and the crowd applauded. I slid up off him, careful to hide my stiff cock, and went back to my chair. I sat down and kept my legs closed so no one could look up my dress.

The game continued on with other various intimate acts until the Jenga cube was pretty unstable. It had come around to Pam, when Jerry announced that whoever knocked it over had to strip nude for the group and let someone fuck them right on the table.

"What?!?!" She exclaimed.

"House rules people, sorry," noted Jerry.

The pressure was too much for Pam as she dumped the whole pile. She looked mortified as we all waited for further instruction from Jerry.

"Well, that sucks for you," he started. "Good news is that we'll let you pick your partner."

"I'll take Tiffany," she announced quickly.

Now I was the one looking mortified, as Pam had glanced over at Cassie and she winked back at her. Pam then climbed up on the table and layed down on her back. She stripped down and as I figured, she now had on the seven incher.

The guys all started to taunt me.

"Well, Tiff, go get your fucking," John said, patting me on the back.

"Ride that pony," added Jerry.

I looked over at Cassie and she just smiled and nodded her head that I had to do it. The table was only knee high, so climbing onto it was easy. I stood over Pam, a foot on either side of her hips, facing her.

"No," she said. "Reverse cowgirl, my slut."

At that, all the guys started whooping again and adding yee-haws to their taunts.

I turned around, squatted down so that my knees were on the table on either side of her legs, and moved my hips back so that my ass was over her dildo. She had covered it while I was getting into position, just like the other two girls who had fucked me with it earlier. I lowered myself down until I felt the tip at my opening, then felt her hands on my hips pulling me down onto her. I slowly continued sliding down until the entire shaft was inside me.

Everyone started to applaud and I looked around to see them all staring intently at us. A few had their phones out and I could see them snapping off pictures as the scene played out.

Pam slid her hands up so that my dress moved up, revealing my ass. Cassie stood up and did one better, coming over to the table and helped me off with it again. So, here I was, impaled on a seven inch dildo on a table, surrounded by some of my closest friends, dressed in a silky bustier, mesh white panties, stockings, sandals, and brown wig. My friends were all around, some standing now, snapping off pictures of my humiliation.

"Ride it, slut," Cassie commanded so everyone could see her dominance over me. I began to lift up off Pam and then lower myself back down. I continued at a slow pace, looking over when someone wanted a nice pose of me in porn star mode. Cassie reached over and freed my bustied tits from their support and let them flop out. She had done a nice job covering the edges so they looked real enough.

"Damn, better than mine," said Jenny.

"Yeah, those are nice," noted Kirk.

"You want to fuck them?" asked Cassie. "They are pretty secure."

"Heck, yeah," piped in an excited Kirk. 

The group was all a little tipsy, so this could be getting bad with people's inhibitions loosened. Kirk also hopped up on the table as I continued my rise and fall onto Pam's cock. He took off his pants, then boxer briefs and came up and also straddled Pam, right in front of me. He started to stroke his cock until it was hard, then bent down until his cock was level with my tits. I reached out and pressed his cock between my C's, then put one hand on the outside of each and pressed them around Kirk's eight inch rod. He grabbed my shoulders to help me balance myself while I rose up and down, letting his cock slide between my tits. Pam's cock also sliding in and out of me.

I looked up to see Jenny over Kirk's shoulder, angling her phone down for an overhead shot of Kirk's cock sliding up between my melons, nearly hitting my chin. I sarcastically smiled as she clicked the image.

"Oh, that's going to be a good one," she teased.

Kirk looked at her and I momentarily lost balance, causing his cock to fall out and Pam's to come close to sliding all the way out of me.

"Hey, let's shift," Pam suggested.

Kirk moved away as I stood up. Pam ordered me onto my back so my ass was on the edge of the table and my upper body was right in the middle of the table. 

She got on her knees on the ground and her cock was even with my hole. She slid her cock back inside me as people gathered for more photos. Then Kirk sat on my chest and fed his cock between my tits again. I pressed together around him as he leaned forward onto his hands above me and started moving his hips so his cock was sliding the length of my chest. Pam wrapped her hands around my upper thighs and began pistoning into me.

"Guys, you mind helping this photo shoot?" asked Cassie to Jerry, Greg, and John.

"No, what do you need?" responded Jerry.

"Do me a favor and strip down and put cocks all around this slut's head," instructed Cassie.

I leaned my head over and saw the three guys get undressed and also climb up on the table. John kneeled to my left, Jerry to my right, and Greg just above my head. Each started stroking a cock. In a few minutes, Jerry was six inches, Greg a full ten, and John around nine.

"Jenny, go get me a pillow from the bedroom, please," asked Cassie.

Jenny returned a moment later and handed the pillow to Cassie.

"Kirk, sit back on the slut and hold her tits yourself while you fuck her," Cassie commanded.

As Kirk adjusted, Cassie stuffed the pillow under my upper back, elevating me for a better angle for Kirk's titty fucking. This also allowed my head to drop back down to the table so I was staring at Greg upside down.

"Ok, slut, Start stroking the guys to your sides," directed Cassie. "Good, now lean your head back and open your mouth."

I did as instructed and could feel a cock in each hand, one between my fake tits, one in my ass, and Greg had moved forward to put his monster cock into my waiting mouth. 

"Ok, photo shoot time," I heard Kelly announce.

The only thing I could see was when either Cassie, Kelly, or Jenny were directly behind Greg. Otherwise, I was just watching his balls slide forward and back while he drove his cock in and out of my throat, stopping to let me breath occasionally. Pam continued to pound my ass, Kirk was picking up his pace on my tits, and I felt pre-cum on both cocks to my sides as I stroked them enough to keep them hard.

I heard Kirk start grunting loudly and then felt warm liquid pooling onto my neck. Damn, I thought, he just pearl-necklaced me. I could see one of the girls again behind Greg, undoubtedly snapping off pictures. Greg continued to pound my throat for a few seconds, then I felt his cock pulse and he dumped a 

huge load down my throat. I swallowed as much as I could, but again some leaked out and slid down my cheek to my ear.

"Sloppy," I heard Kelly say.

"No worries, we can give her another try," remarked Jenny.

Kirk got off my chest, only to be replaced by John's nine inch cock. Jerry took Greg's spot at my head and slid his cock right inside me. I felt Pam slide her dildo out of my ass momentarily, and then it was filled again with another seven inches. I wondered if she let Kelly have a turn as she was the only girl who hadn't fucked me yet. Whoever it was, was pounding me with more expertise than Pam's slow pace.

Jerry didn't last long fucking my mouth and pulled out, lifted my head, and shot his load down over my forehead and onto my face. For a little guy, he had a lot of cum stored up. I was a mess and some even got into my right eye. As I tried to blink, I could see clearly out of my left eye John going to town on my tits and Kelly and Jenny on either side of me capturing the moneyshot I just got with their phones. My ass was still getting the pummeling of its life 

and I wondered how wide my hole was going to be after this night.

Now that Jerry was clear, I was able to press my tits back together so John could lean forward and really pick up his pace on my cans. He kept looking down at my cum covered face and the sight of his cock squeezing out of the top pf my tits. I leaned my head down and let the tip of his cock hit my lips whenever he finished his upthrust. This put him over the top as he slid his cock out of my tits and moved it over my head and also shot his load down on me. Most of 




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his hit my open mouth and lips and I swallowed what I could, licking the rest off with my tongue. More photos taken of this action on either side of me.

When John got off my chest, I looked down and was shocked to see Mike between my legs pounding away at my ass. He was driving his cock deep inside me with powerful strokes. I just leaned back and grabbed my tits and let the feeling of being hammered by him take me over. I could see Kelly in front of me snapping off more photos. Jenny was down by Mike while Cassie and Pam were sitting in chairs enjoying the show. I started to really get into it and now that cocks were out of my mouth, letting Mike know I appreciated the work he was doing.

"Oh God, yes," I muttered. "Pound me good."

"Damn Cassie," Kelly said from above me. "Nice job turning Tiffany here into a cock whore."

"Thanks, Babe," she said.

I continued my talk and felt Mike pick up his thrusts. He was really huffing and puffing now, and then I felt him bury his cock to the hilt and start to cum. Unlike the dildos that had been fucking me earlier, he flooded my ass with his warm seed. At this I climaxed myself and exploded into my mesh panties. 

The girls climbed up on the table and finished their photo shoot. Mike pulled out as they got some shots of my loose ass and the cum dripping from it. 

They also took some full body shots of me sprawled out on the table on my back, legs spread, fake tits, cum covering my neck, face, and leaking down from my ass.

I just layed there in ecstasy, hands still gripping my nice firm tits.

"So, slut," started Cassie. "The sun is down and you are free."

Then she added, "unless you want to come back to my place, get cleaned up, and hit the bars with all of us...."



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Background Note: My name is J.C., and I'm a 40-something woman living in a major city on the east coast of the United States. I am a senior executive at a major healthcare company, so I have to be discreet. Several years ago, my marriage ended suddenly for reasons I don't want to go into here. Up until then, I had a very conventional, monogamous, "vanilla" sex life. For some reason, the end of my marriage triggered a sexual awakening in me. Over the past year or so, I have embarked on a series of adventures that have profoundly changed me and my view of myself as a sexual person. In short, I have done things I never dreamed of doing, and have loved every minute of it. I've decided to share my stories with you readers. I hope you enjoy them, and that they inspire you to fulfill your own secret fantasies. 

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A few months after I returned from the conference, I got a text from my neighbor Beverly asking me over that weekend for a barbeque. She had been inviting me over for a while, but I kept putting her off. She was very nice, but I didn't really like her husband Jim. He was tall and athletic looking – a typical former jock. But he was also loud and aggressive. On top of that, I didn't like how he treated Beverly. Beverly is a petite, quiet woman of Asian descent, and Jim always seemed to be ordering her around and making her wait on him hand and foot. However, I felt like it would be rude to put her off again. I figured I'd just show up, have a few glasses of wine with some of the neighborhood women, listen to boring stories about their kids, and leave. How bad could it be?

I arrived a Beverly and Jim's house at around 7:00 on Saturday night. It was a beautiful spring day, which in my part of the country meant it was warm and balmy with pleasant tropical breezes. I was feeling a bit festive despite my misgivings, so I wore a light cotton sundress that ended just above my knees. My old self would have worn shorts and a tee shirt, but I was single now, and was getting back in the habit of presenting myself as an available, desirable woman. 

Beverly answered the door. "Come on in," she said brightly, "we're so glad you could finally make it!"

"Is that J.?" Jim's voice boomed from the backyard pool. "Send her back here!"

Beverly looked at me sheepishly. "Coming, dear," she replied. I hoped my eye roll wasn't visible. 

As she led me back, I noticed that she was wearing a bikini with a sheer floral cover up over it. "Uh oh," I thought, "I didn't know this was a pool party. I didn't bring a swimsuit. I wonder if everyone will be swimming."

There was no need to worry. When I got outside, I saw that there wasn't anyone else there. "Am I the first to arrive?" I asked.

"Nah," Jim said, taking a swig of his beer, "you're the ONLY one. We thought we'd keep you for ourselves tonight. How about a glass of wine?"

"Sound's good."

"Beverly, get J. a glass of Pinot Gris," he instructed. I guess I didn't get to pick what kind of wine to have!

"Yes, dear," she said, and disappeared into the kitchen.

"I'm really sorry about that. Beverly forgets common courtesy every once in a while," Jim said.

I was getting pretty annoyed. Some Saturday night this was going to be. I was going to have to sit here listening to this big lout demean his own wife. "It's no problem, Jim. I just got here." I replied. 

I had to admit that Jim was a pretty good-looking guy, though. He was about my age, in his mid-40s, but he hadn't let himself go. He had a little bit of a gut, but his tight tee shirt showed that he hit the gym pretty regularly. A tuft of dark chest hair spilled over his neckline, matching the dark hair on his head. I always like chest hair on a man. He was wearing tight surf shorts, which showed off his muscular thighs and butt. "I guess she could do worse," I thought. 

Beverly returned with the wine. I thanked her and took a sip. All of a sudden Jim looked annoyed. "Beverly! I suppose you didn't mention to our guest that we would be swimming!" he said sharply. 

"No dear. I must have forgotten." She said with her eyes lowered. 

"It's not a big deal," I said anxiously, not liking how this was going, "I'm not much of a swimmer anyway."

"Nonsense," he said firmly. "Just because my wife is too stupid to remember simple instructions, there's no reason for you not to enjoy this gorgeous weather. Beverly, take J. inside and find a suit for her. And change yours too – you look like shit."

"Yes, dear. J., come with me," she said taking my hand.

"And be quick about it," Jim ordered, and gave her a swift smack on the ass.

"Oooh Kaaay," I thought as I glanced over at Beverly anxiously. Far from being furious, as I would have been, she was blushing and looked kind of excited. I could swear she was panting a little. "What is going on here?" I thought to myself as I followed Beverly up the stairs to her bedroom. 

Once we got there and closed the door, Beverly's demeanor totally changed. I'm usually a pretty private person, and it never ceases to amaze me how open some women are when they are alone together.

"OK," she said briskly, "let's find some things for us to wear." As she said this, she pulled the cover up over her head, unclasped her bikini top and removed it, and pulled off the bottoms as well until she was standing in front of me completely naked. She had a really nice little body, one of those perfectly proportioned Asian gals that everyone is jealous of. She was a few years younger than me. She didn't look like she worked out a lot, but she didn't need to. She was naturally thin and had a curvy, womanly figure with a full, round ass and small, perky breasts with dark little nipples. I noticed that her pussy was shaved completely clean. As readers of my previous chapter know, I had recently been initiated into the joys of love between two women, so I looked at Beverly differently than I would have a few short months ago. "I'd like to get my hands on that ass," I thought. 

"Now what about you?" she said, and reached over to unzip my dress. I was a little embarrassed. Of course, I was used to undressing in front of women in locker rooms and dressing rooms at stores, but this seemed different somehow. Nonetheless, I kicked off my sandals and pulled my dress over my head. Fortunately, I had a nice lace bra and panty set on, so I felt OK about how I looked.

"Come on, take off your bra and panties – we have to find a swimsuit for you or Jim will kill me!"

"I don't know, Bev – I really don't think we're the same size. You're so tiny!"

"Don't be ridiculous. You're in great shape. I'm a Small and so are you." She was right – I was much taller than her, but I did usually take a size Small. I'm a marathon runner and a gym fanatic. Particularly after my divorce, I make a point of being in top shape at all times. I have long, natural red hair, and full, natural 36 C breasts that have always been a source of pride for me. I'm always very careful about my hygiene, and keep my pussy neatly trimmed but not bare, so you can tell that the "carpet matches the drapes." I finished undressing.

"Now, let's see what we have. I always like white, but I think black would look better on you with that sexy red hair." She pulled out two matching string bikinis, one black and one white. I was a little embarrassed by how tiny they were. I normally wear more practical "racer style" bikinis that provide coverage while I swim laps. These suits were not for swimming laps, to put it mildly. 

"Oh well," I thought, "It's just the three of us. I won't feel like too much of an idiot." We put our suits on. As I suspected, hers fit her perfectly, but mine was pretty revealing. It swooped down low in front, and my tits and ass felt like they were spilling out of it. 

"Wow – you look hot!" Beverly said, pulling me back out the door.

She was so different without her husband around, so direct and easygoing, that I just had to ask her about it. "You know, Beverly, you seem really different when Jim's not around. Is he always that...um...forceful?" I asked.

She laughed. "Oh, Jim's forceful all right, but he has a lot of advantages. You'll see when you get to know him better." With that cryptic comment, we headed back downstairs.

Jim was pacing by the pool and he didn't look happy. As we walked out, he started to scream at Beverly. "What the hell took you so long?" He yelled. Then he caught sight of me and seemed to forget his anger. "Wow, J., you look great." He said.

"Thanks, Jim. The suit's a little small, but I guess it works." And with that I dove into the pool. 

For a while, everything was fine. We had a swim, then lay out for a while and drank some wine. Jim grilled hamburgers. It was all pretty relaxed and neighborly. I almost forgot the stuff that happened earlier. I even stopped thinking about my revealing suit. 

After dinner, Beverly was clearing up the dishes while Jim and I sat on a couch on the patio. Of course, I had offered to help, but Jim wouldn't hear of it. "You like cleaning up, don't you bitch?" He said to Beverly. "Yes Jim." She replied meekly. 

"Yes WHAT?" he yelled.

"Yes sir. Sorry sir." She replied.

"I don't want to have to punish you in front of our guest," he warned.

"No sir."

Normally, I would have been very alarmed by this exchange, but by this point I got the feeling that things were not quite what they seemed with this couple, so I said nothing.

"She's always like this," Jim sighed as she went into the kitchen. "I give her everything, but she's so lazy and spoiled."

"Oh come on, Jim," I said, playing along, "I bet she's good at a lot of things."

Jim stared at me appraisingly, and Beverly returned for the last of the dishes. "Can I take your wine glass, J.?" she said to me.

"Sure, I'm done." As she reached over to take the glass from me, it tilted and a few drops of wine spilled on my leg.

Jim hit the roof. "That DOES it!" he screamed. "You're getting punished, bitch."

"Yes sir."

"You're going to like it, aren't you, you whore?"

"Yes sir."

"Get over here."

Beverly went over to the couch and bent over Jim's legs. He grabbed her bikini bottoms from the back and yanked them down to her knees. He then pulled her hair until she was over his lap with her head down and her ass pointed in the air. "I'm going to give you twenty right now, slut."

With that he started smacking her ass. It looked really painful. Beverly's ass cheeks got rosy red with handprints all over them. She was whimpering, but she seemed to be enjoying herself too. I had a bird's eye view of her ass and pussy from the other side of the coach, and her hips were squirming and her pussy lips were open. She was breathing heavily, and her nipples were standing at attention.

This was all completely new to me. My husband had never, ever touched me like that, or called me those filthy, demeaning names. Yet for some reason I was getting more and more excited watching Jim punish Beverly. She seemed to enjoy it so much that it was hard to feel sorry for her. 

By the look of things, Jim was enjoying it too. It was pretty easy to see the outlines of his hard cock straining against his wet swimsuit. I was taking all of this in with fascination, but I could feel my pussy getting wet at the same time. I figured that I didn't have much to be embarrassed about with these two, so I put my hand inside my bikini bottoms and started to rub my clit while I watched. 

When the punishment ended, Beverly stood up and Jim glanced over and saw me stroking my now-throbbing pussy. "You see what you've done, slut?" He said to Beverly, "our guest has been left to entertain herself. That's very impolite. Why don't you see if she needs anything?" 

Beverly smiled demurely and licked her lips. "Yes SIR," she said eagerly. Pulling off her bikini top, she walked over to me fully naked and kneeled between my legs. "What can I do for you, ma'am?" she whispered. 

I was pretty hot by now, and totally into the scene. "Take down my bikini, wench," I commanded. She slowly slid my bottoms down my legs and reached out to feel my pussy. I slapped her hard on the face. "Did I tell you to touch me, bitch?" I demanded. 

"No, ma'am."

"Now take off your husband's shorts. I want to see his big hard cock." I was in charge now, and I liked it.

Jim slid over so we were right next to each other on the couch. Beverly undid the drawstring of Jim's shorts and pulled them down. His erect cock sprang up from between his legs. He was enjoying this for sure. 

"Just as I thought," I said. "This is what happens when you're lazy and don't pay attention. Now get over there and start sucking." I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head into Jim's crotch. Beverly immediately grabbed his cock, put it in her mouth, and began sucking as hard as she could.

Jim undid my top and began stroking my tits and kissing me as his wife sucked him off. "Don't forget our guest, you fucking slut," he demanded. Beverly reached over with her left hand and began rubbing my clit as she stroked and sucked her husband's hard dick. Between the two of them stroking my pussy and tits, I felt myself getting ready to come. I was moaning, but I didn't want to yell and wake up the neighbors. Jim clamped his mouth around mine and kissed me to keep me quiet. 

Beverly's pace increased and I couldn't hold on any longer. My hips thrust forward as I reached my climax with a muffled scream. Jim grabbed Beverly's hair and yanked her head up. She opened her mouth expectantly just as he blasted an enormous load all over her face and hair. 

Jim glared at Beverly. "Just look at the mess you've made. Clean it up, you bitch."

"Yes, and be quick about it. I'm not done with you," I snarled. Boy, was I changing. 

THE END

The stories of the sexual awakening of J.C. will continue...



The Barbeque



Georgia looked around her backyard. It was full of dozens of people: young couples, elderly neighbors but most especially children. Her own two were holding court by the pool. She sighed with relief to see the genuine smile that lit their faces. It had been a rough few months since she and their father had separated. Divorce was not easy for anyone especially young children. She brought the plastic cup of cheap wine to her lips. They would make it through somehow. 

She sighed, content that all was going better than expected with their end of summer barbeque. Given all that had happened these past few months, she had almost canceled the damned thing. Now she was glad that she had not. Looking at her kids, she realized just how much this tradition meant to them. Of course, the biggest challenge was yet to be tackled: she had the barbeque itself to master and close to one hundred pounds of hotdogs, hamburgers, chicken and ribs to cook. By herself. It had always been his job. But he was too busy with his new girlfriend to worry about their annual summer barbeque or how much he was letting their children down. 

She forced a smile and waved to neighbor after neighbor as she passed by. If they were going to talk about her, let it be about how brave she was, how good she looked, what a strong woman she was to go on like this when that man did her wrong. As much as she loved living in the South sometimes its charms could be a real pain in the ass when you had appearances to be kept up. 

She finally made her way through the large open plan family room to the kitchen, but even that was packed. She fumed as she bit the inside of her check when she noticed that the refrigerator door was wide open and someone was helping himself to whatever had caught his fancy. She was reminded of a saying that her very British ex-husband used...taking the piss. This guy was most definitely doing just that. 

She cleared her throat loudly, "Excuse me. Did you need help finding something?"

Her mouth fell open when the man stood up and turned around to face her. Speak of the devil! And James Cargill definitely had become that over the past few months since he had abandoned his family for his young colleague at the office. How dare he show up here? Now. 

But with dozens of nosey neighbors looking on, this was not the place to air their dirty laundry. Instead she kept that smile plastered firmly in place as she leaned forward to embrace her former husband. "What the hell are you doing here?" she whispered in his ear as she brushed a kiss on his cheek. 

He smiled and returned the kiss on her cheek, "The children invited me. They thought you might need some help with the barbie." He stood up and they stared at one another. 

Georgia felt her fake smile falter for half of a second, but she would deal with her children later. Now she had new obstacles to overcome: like surviving the next couple of hours without killing her husband or starting the tongues of their neighbors wagging. "Where is the Barbie doll then?" she enquired too politely.

"Jessica..." He stammered uncomfortably and Georgia could not help but gloat a bit at the way he reddened and shifted from foot to foot. He stared at his sandal clad feet for a long moment before he looked up and met her gaze, "We are no longer together. We have not been for weeks. I just did not have the courage to tell you." He shrugged his broad shoulders in that boyish way that was as close to an apology as she usually got, "I thought maybe the kids had told you."

She shook her head and screwed up her face for a long moment. Pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place then. Like the way he had been calling every day to check on the children. The extra time he had requested to take them to the amusement parks a couple of weekends back. Well, if he thought he could just waltz back into their lives this easily, he was sorely mistaken. It would take a hell of a lot more than cooking some meat to get back into her heart...or her knickers as he called them.

She reached into the fridge and drew out the heavy pan that contained close to thirty pounds of seasoned chicken meat. He stepped between her and the pan, "Here, let me," he smiled like that ridiculous snake around the apple. She wanted to slap him. She wanted to run away and cry. Even though she had sworn months ago that she had shed her last tear over the selfish, arrogant prick that was her husband. 

But all their neighbors were gathered around them and she would be damned if she gave them anything more to gossip about. The middle aged woman that lost her husband to the younger, prettier woman had been bad enough. But she had held her head high. Smiled through every saccharine sweet enquiry, 'how are you, my dear,' 'you are so brave,' 'how could a man leave a woman like you.' She would not crack now. A couple of hours. She could do this. She had done so much worse in the past months...although in that moment she could not remember what. 

That smile was firmly back in place as she stepped aside, "It won't work, James," she whispered. 

He smiled that boyish grin that was exactly like the one their son used when he knew he was in big trouble. "I have no idea what you are talking about. Our children asked for my help so of course I am here for them. And for you too of course."

She wanted to knee him in the groin for looking so innocent. But the neighbors and the amount of money that she had spent on that chicken were not worth the satisfaction she would receive from watching him writhe on the floor in a ball surrounded by a hundred barbeque chicken drumsticks. But she could not help smiling as she pictured that in her head. She squared her shoulders and replied, "Nothing has changed so find what you need in the kitchen and get your job done. I have guests to see too. And gossip to stop." She threw him a final glare as she walked away with her head held high. 

She smiled and nodded as she passed neighbor after neighbor. Their stares made even more sense now. The words of her daughter's latest favorite song ran through her head then, "I don't care what they're going to say. Let the storm rage on. The cold never bothered me anyway." 

Except it was not cold that she had to worry about. It was the heated gazes of dozens of curious neighbors, piranha all of them. It was the heat too that the man could still set ablaze between her thighs and in her heart. It was even the blasted late summer sun than refused to set at a decent time, that blazed on well past when it should have set, heating the night air until not even a gentle Southern breeze relieved the discomfort of her white cotton sun dress that clung uncomfortably close to her 'glowing' body. 

"Damn, damn, and double damn," she cursed as she walked straight to the bar. She knew that she was fanning the fires of those flaming tongues but she did not give a flying fuck. She needed something to get her through the next couple of hours. And cheap ass white wine that you had to sip was not going to get that job done. 

Her girlfriend Jill was tending bar, "What's your poison, sweetie?" 

"Whatever you have that is strong," Georgia replied as she watched him appear through the patio doors carrying the tray of chicken and several metal utensils. She wondered for a moment if she could get away with an insanity plea were she to walk over there and stab him through the heart with the huge fork. 

"Oh darlin', you know we all make mistakes. But the fact that he came to help out today has to mean something," her friend smiled as she handed her a red slushy looking concoction in a large bowl shaped glass topped with an umbrella and everything.

She took a long swig from the straw. All she could taste was sugary sweet punch. She was about to complain to her friend that she had asked for strong when the back of her throat caught fire. She smiled at the woman, "Thanks, sugar, just what I needed. The drink anyway. But your advice sucks."

Jill blushed and shrugged her shoulders, "We can't all be amateur shrinks like you sweetie. But if you don't want all these people talking I would go a bit slower on that zombie."

Georgia took another long sip of the drink, "Zombie? As in walking dead? How appropriate. Just how I want to feel...numb, nothing."

"There is another option you know," her friend smiled slyly.

She did not know what her friend had in mind but the devious look on her face had caught her curiosity that much was for certain. "Go on."

"You could play along. Seduce him. Then kick him out tomorrow morning."

The drinks must have been getting to her because for the life of her, Georgia could not see the purpose in that. "Why would I want to do that?"

"You be the one to hurt him. To walk away. Have the final word. In front of all your friends," she smiled.

The image of a naked James pounding on the front door, begging and pleading for her to let him in danced through Georgia's slightly inebriated mind. She giggled. Her friend's idea had possibilities that was for certain. She lifted her glass and winked, "I'll think about that one, sweetie," she replied as she went off to care for her guests.

The next few hours passed in a haze of Southern charm and bright red slushies. Once the skies darkened and the air began to finally cool, their guests started to disperse to their own homes. It was after eleven by the time that the final ones slipped smiling through the side gate. Only she, James, Jill and her husband Jack remained. 

The children were exhausted. But she was in no position to carry them to bed. She could not even manage to carry herself up the stairs to her lonely king size bed. Let alone two drowsy children. Perhaps it would be best if they simply slept on the couch where they had fallen asleep playing video games with Jill's son. As for her? She was perfectly content to sleep in the chaise lounge by the pool under the stars. Well, she might beg Jill for a blanket before she left, but that would do her. 

As if reading her mind, her friend appeared carrying a fleece blanket that she usually kept on the back of the couch. "Here; I thought you could use this." She tucked it around her.

Georgia burst into tears. "It was awful. I made a fool of myself. I'm going to have to sell the house and move away now," she slurred each word into the next until they made no more sense than the disjointed thoughts themselves.

Jill sat on the chair next to her and smiled at her like you would at a small child, "Everything will be all right, sweetie. I have put the food away and cleaned most of the kitchen. James and Jack are carrying the children up to their beds. Then we will get you up to yours."

"No, I acted like a crazy woman. The way I threw myself at James," she cried.

Jill chuckled, "In case you did not notice, the man was more than happy to catch every curve ball you threw, sweetheart."

"What am I going to do? Everyone will be talking tomorrow morning. Hell, they probably are already."

The object of her distress appeared through the patio doors alongside Jill's husband, who was carrying a sleeping little boy over his shoulder. "Kids are in bed, Jill. We should head home too. Get J.J. to his bed. And us to ours, sexy woman," he winked.

Her friend smiled down at her, "Thank you for everything. I know you said I give crappy advice so how about I share some that a wise friend of mine told me? Seduce your husband, sweetie."

Georgia wanted to burst into tears again as she watched her friend stand up and walk over to join her husband. She wrapped her arm about his waist and plastered her generous curves all over him as she whispered something in his ear. The man just nodded and forgot to even wave good-bye as they disappeared out the side gate. She sat there watching them go and trying to figure out what to say or do next. 

As always, honesty won out with Georgia. "I am sorry, James. I made complete fools out of both of us tonight."

Her husband shook his handsome salt-and-pepper grey head as he plopped down on the chair next to her. The man could give George Clooney a run for his money making it look good. "No, Georgia. I did that months ago." He lifted her hand and brought it to his lips. They softly caressed the back of her knuckles before he turned it over and licked softly at the center of her palm. "I would say sorry, but sometimes those words are not enough. You know what they say about 'no fool like an old fool.' That's me."

She nodded her head, "What happened? If you don't mind me asking, that is."

"Considering I ruined our lives you have every right to know," he stared at the pavement next to the pool for a long moment. "She was always wanting to go here, do that, buy this, purchase that. I finally woke up one day and realized I was not twenty-something anymore. I don't want to eat out in the best restaurants every night. I don't want to drink and club all weekend long. And I don't need a trophy wife on my arm to make me a man."

He looked deep into her eyes then. Even through the drunken haze of half a dozen zombies, Georgia could see the sincerity of his words. "I want to have annual barbeques with my family. I want to grill chicken as my wife greets our friends and the kids splash in the pool. I want to mow the fucking lawn on Saturday and go to that blasted church service on Sunday morning. I want to come home to a dinner that you cooked yourself."

Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes and a lump rose in Georgia's throat as he continued, "I want to make love to my wife. Hell, I want to be able to fart and roll over in bed next to her afterwards, knowing that she loves me anyway. I want to argue over whose turn it is to do the school run or how much the fucking credit card bill is. And trust me, we won't be having that argument for a long while, sweetie. Your spending is nothing compared to Jimmy somebody's shoes. I know I have no right to ask, but I want our old life back, sweetheart. I know I fucked up but if you take me back I promise to spend the rest of my life making it up to you, Georgia. Can I come home please?"

Georgia knew she had every right to hate this man. To deny his request. To be bitter and resentful. But she knew too that she had two very good reasons to forgive him. And their children aside, she admitted that his words had resonated with her. That was what she wanted too. 

Oh, she was still hurt. Deeply hurt. His affair, leaving their family like he had, had destroyed her confidence. She had lost ten pounds, dyed her hair, bought new clothes that she could not afford. And still she had not regained it all. His apology filled a few of the holes in her battered heart, but not all of them. 

She shook her head, "I don't know, James. How can I trust you again? How do I know that you won't do this all over again in a few months when another pretty woman catches your eye?"

He nodded and looked down at his hands folded neatly on his lap, "You can't. I know that. Like I said, I know I have no right to even ask after what I did. I don't deserve another chance. I don't deserve you, Georgia." He shrugged those broad shoulders that she had missed resting her head on for all these long months, "But I had to ask. Had to give it my best shot."

Georgia broke out in giggles then. It grew as she laughed and laughed and laughed until her sides hurt and she could barely breathe. James stared at her with an expression that was half hurt little boy and half self-righteous prate. "I know I don't deserve my family back, but do I deserve your ridicule, Georgia?"

She giggled again as she held her side, trying with all her might to get herself back under control. She shook her head, "Oh James, I was your wife for fifteen years. I shared your bed since uni. Do you really think I believe that bull shit about that being your best shot?"

He stared at her for a long moment. Then before she knew what was happening her world tilted and shifted. She wrapped her arms about his neck as he lifted her off the lounge. "What are you doing, James? Put me down this instant," she demanded as he kicked the patio door closed behind them. 

His mouth was on hers before she could get another word out. His kiss swallowed her every word and drowned out all protest. The next thing she knew they were falling. Soft clouds reached up to cushion their landing as his firm muscles covered her soft curves. His hands found her wrists pinning her beneath him as he continued to kiss her. His tongue warred with hers until she was a whimpering mass of needy nerve-endings just waiting for the spark that would set her off. 

His hand released her right wrist, but she was too far gone to do anything more than wrap her arm about those broad shoulders and draw him closer. His hand found its way to her calf and began pushing the soft cotton layers of her sun dress higher and higher up her thighs. His hand turned, wedged itself between her thighs and pried them open. Then his fingers were between her wet folds. 

His lips left hers for the first time as he licked his way across her cheek to her ear, "I've been wondering all fucking night if Daddy's good girl remembered not to wear her knickers," he whispered against her ear as he bit down hard into the lobe. She cried out and arched against him. Her body was truly alight then. Every nerve ending was primed and crying out for the mastery they had been missing for so long.

Suddenly his fingers were inside of her pushing her higher, over the edge until she was free flying into heaven itself. She rode cloud after fluffy summer cloud higher and higher as the orgasm that she could never quite give herself rolled on and on for several minutes. But he was not done with her. She started to whimper unintelligibly as he withdrew his fingers. She clutched at his powerful forearm, trying to force them back inside of her needy cunt. 

He had other ideas. Better ideas as his large frame covered her soft body, pressed down into her and sent her soaring to the stars this time. She had read thousands of trashy romances, but never had the words 'coming home' truly held any meaning. But that was what it felt like as his body claimed hers, like she was coming home. Like she was complete for the first time in a very long time. She arched higher to meet his downward thrust, draw him deeper into her body and soul. So deep that this time he would never want to leave. 

Her hands clutched madly at his shoulders, holding him desperately in place. Her short nails sank deeper and deeper into his flesh as her body answered his call. It could have been seconds, the whole fucking night or eternity. Orgasms like tsunami waves consumed her wiping away all common sense until all she could do was feel. Feel him inside of her. 

She felt him tremble. Heard the primal roar of an Alpha wolf as it claimed its prize. He plunged deeper inside of her than he ever had before and held perfectly still as his body poured forth its offering to hers. She felt the warm tears scalding her cheeks. Her throat tightened until she feared she would never breathe again. What had she done?

She hit his shoulder hard with her fist. "Don't you dare fart, roll over and go to sleep now."

His deep belly laughter broke the tension inside of her and drove his still hard cock deeper inside of her. She gasped as the aftershocks turned into a minor earthquake all their own. She was once more discombobulated and dazed as she came down from another orgasm.

He gloated arrogantly over her. But she was having none of it from now on. "Wipe that grin off your silly face. So you can make me come? So can my rabbit and it don't act like a fool on me. If, and I do mean if, I allow you to come back, James, it will be on my terms. Is that understood?"

He was back to that sheepish little boy in an instant. It was almost her undoing. Arrogant she could handle; wounded and insecure were a bit harder on her conscious. But she knew that she had to set the ground rules now. She used all her strength, physical and emotional, to shove him off of her. She rolled onto her side so that she faced him, loomed over him. 




The Barbeque



"This is your last chance, James. Screw up again and not only am I kicking you out but I am going for your jugular. Not only will I divorce you but I will take every fucking penny you have. You cannot sweet talk me or Daddy Dom me into blindly believing you anymore. These past few months might have been hard but I have fucking grown up. And let me tell you what I have learned." 

She studied his face as she continued her diatribe, "I don't fucking need you. Not your money. Not your domination. Not even your cock. I can and have survived without any of those things. So if I do take you back, you remember for the rest of your life that it was my choice. And you be damned fucking grateful I did too. That's means showing it too. Understood?"

She watched the color drain from his handsome face. For a moment her courage faltered. He was her husband, the father of her children. Did he really deserve that kind of dressing down? We all made mistakes, right?

Then she remembered all the lonely, long nights that she had spent crying in this very bed. Damned straight he deserved that...and worse. He was weak. He had been willing to throw away a decade and a half of love and marriage, their children, everything over a younger, prettier woman. He did not deserve her forgiveness, let alone a second chance. He might as well know the score and learn his place in their home...on her terms.

"I meant it Georgia. I know that I don't deserve this second chance. But if you give it to me, I promise that I will shine on you every day like the summer sun. No more cold snow. You have my word. Please, baby girl, please take me back. Let me be your Daddy, your husband, your lover, your friend again," he lifted her hand and brought it slowly to his lips. He pressed a kiss to her knuckles as he pleaded, "Please, Georgia."

She sighed. This was a huge risk. Could she trust this man? Despite her brave words, could she really survive another betrayal? Of course, there were other things to consider too like their children. She had never wanted them to grow up in a broken home the way that she had, which was why she had tried so hard over the years to keep her marriage fresh and alive. What now? Could she do this? Could she find it in herself to forgive him? It all weighed upon her. It truly was her choice to make. 

In the end, she simply nodded her head. It was all he needed as he drew her into his strong arms. Her head found that sweet spot on his chest that she had been missing all these months. Not even the soft tickle of his chest hair under her nose could stop her from falling into the deepest slumber she had had in months. Her final memory as she drifted into dream land was of him kissing the top of her head and whispering 'I love you.' Or perhaps she already was in dream land, because he so rarely said those words.

***

Mildred Stein was on the phone bright and early the next morning. "Jill! Jill, wake up. You will never believe what I saw." Without waiting for a response, she launched into her tale. "Well, last night after we all left, that man scooped her up and carried her into the house like Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara. Yes, yes...carried her inside in his arms. But it gets better...this morning he came out to get the morning paper...in his birthday suit. No, not that one, silly girl. His birthday suit! Naked as the day he was born. And let me tell you, if that woman don't take him back, I'm going to have to find out if he might be into GILFs."

Oh, the joys of living in the South...where summer days are long and summer nights have a life all their own. 



The Barbeque Ch. 02



Darnell and Kim get themselves back together, and head back outside just as his brother was taking the food off the grill, just as the food was set on the table his brother just looked at Darnell and winked, Darnell smiled back although wasn’t quite sure why he had winked at him, going to the table Darnell pulled the chair out for Kim, then he sat next to her, as they began to eat dinner Kim kept glancing over at Darnell.

“Remember what I told you, my lil naughty girl, you had better behave.” He leans over whispering in her ear.

“Oh yes I remember, I will be a good girl for now any way.” Kim replies in a little giggle.

Kim excuses herself walking into the house to get herself a wine cooler and Darnell a beer, as she walks back to the table the she puts the cold beer bottle against the back of Darnell’s neck. As she leans in kissing his earlobe, running her tongue around his earring, quickly she sits down next to him knowing damn well she’s going to pay for doing that to him.

Slowly his hand wandered onto her leg when she least expected it, she was involved in a conversation with his mother, her body jumps slightly as he slid his hand between her legs, very slowly inside her shorts, she had all she could do to hold her moans back as she didn’t want to give away what he was doing, she looks over at Darnell with a look of lust and desire in her eyes.

“I warned you to behave baby girl.” He whispers in her ear.

“I was being good baby” she replies with a sweet little smile.

“Do you call doing that to my ear being good, you know what that does to me!”

“Oh I sure do don’t I.” She replies as her hand roams over onto his hardening member, stroking it slowly through his shorts.

“God damn it!!! If my mom wasn’t sitting right there I would bend you over this table and fuck you right here!!!!!!!!!!!” he whispers in her ear trying to hold back a very sexy whimper.

Darnell’s brother called out to him, they were going to play horseshoes and wanted him to play, Darnell kisses Kim softly as he removes his finger from inside her shorts, looking over at his mom noticing her attention was now on watching the other guys setting up the game, his eyes lock onto Kim’s, slipping his finger into his mouth he sucks her juices off it.

“MMMMM I will have more of that later you just wait and see!!!” Leaning into her his lips meeting with hers he kisses her deeply, their tongues exchanging vows for a moment or two.

Darnell gets up going over to play the game, Kim and his mom decide to go and watch, but again she still didn’t behave, she walked up behind Darnell wrapping her arms around his waist, while no one was looking she slipped her hands onto his member, he moaned softly as his head went back toward her.

“God baby you really have to stop this, how do you expect me to play this game with a damn hard on?”

“Ok I will behave, but you know I just can’t resist touching you, you make me crazy every time you move!!”

It was now Darnell’s turn after he finished throwing both shoes Kim proceeded down the pit to pick them up for him, his brothers and his dad were already at the other end, Kim stops with her back facing Darnell and slowly bends over to pick them up, she knew damn well what that would do to him, he couldn’t possibly resist her, yet her surprised her this time he just walked over to her and took the shoes from her, as each of the guys took their turns throwing the shoes Kim backed up in front of Darnell grinding her ass against his member, he let out one of his very sexy soft high pitched whimpers, as he proceeded to take her ass into his hands caressing it gently.

“Damn you girl, just a little while longer baby please, it wont be all that long and everyone will be going home then you can have me all to yourself, but if you keep this up I wont be able to maintain my composure till then” he whispered kissing her neck softly.

She promised to behave and before she knew it the game was over and everyone was beginning to say their goodbye’s as his parents left Kim was out in the back cleaning up the table, when suddenly his arms were wrapped around her waist, softly he kissed the back of her neck as she heard him whispering to her with his very sexy accent.

“Thank you baby girl!”

“For what baby??” she replied softly.

“For allowing me to finish the game and to keep my composure, it was getting really hard for me not to take and drop you right there on the lawn and just devour you, god damn you looked so sexy today, and now everyone’s gone and I’m going to do just that right here right now!!!!!!!!!”

Turning Kim around to look at him, taking her into his arms he lifts the tank top she’s wearing taking it off of her, his hands cupping her breasts massaging them gently, he could feel her nipples hardening to his touch pressing into the palms of his hands, slowly his fingers ran down her sides into the top of her shorts, lowering them over her hips down her legs, holding onto his shoulders he helps her step out of them, kissing slowly up her legs licking and nibbling all the way, slowly he parts her legs as she leans back against the table.

Her fingers slowly running into his hair as he slides her thong to the side, lightly running his tongue over her moistened pussy lips, teasing her clit lightly with his thumb, she moans softly as her head goes back, he slips his tongue deep inside her love tunnel, her pussy begins grinding against his face, he moans louder as he devours her, locking her fingers behind her head as she could feel her orgasm building in the pit of her stomach, he knew it too, he slid two fingers into her already soaking wet screaming pussy, sucking her clit into his mouth sucking and nibbling on it gently, the grip on his head got tighter as she pushed him into her deeper.

“HOLY SHITTTTT!! DARNELL DON’T STOP NOW BABY, OH MY GOD DON’T STOP!!!!!!!” she screamed almost at the top of her lungs as he pushed her over the edge, the orgasm ripped through her so fast her body shook furiously.

Standing before her, she lowered his shorts, taking his member into her hand stroking it gently, looking deep into his eyes, god she wanted to feel his cock buried deep inside her, turning around bending over the side of the table she looks back at him over her shoulder with that “fuck me” look in her eyes.

“Give me that bad boy, I want daddies cock buried deep inside me, I’ve been such a bad girl today!!” she exclaimed to him with in her sexy little voice, one that he just couldn’t resist.

“Oh you’ve been a very bad girl, daddies going to have to punish you!” taking her by the hips he slides his hardened member slowly inside her, he moaned softly as she was so wet and warm for him.

Slowly he paces himself at first, till he felt her pussy grabbing onto his bulging rigid cock, his pace picked up faster and harder he rammed into her, she could feel his cock rubbing against her inner walls, grabbing onto the back of her hair he pulled her head back a bit as she hunched back into him, her pussy grinding against his cock, she could feel his cock swelling inside her, his balls slapping against her clit, his body tensing as the hold on her hip was tightening.

“OHHHHHH MY FUCKING GOD YESSSSSSSSSS, AHHHHHHHHH DON’T LET GO OF MY COCK!!!!!!!!” He screamed with one last thrust his cock exploded inside her, his body trembled from the release.

Holding her close to him for a few moments as their bodies settle, standing up she looks at him their eyes locking onto one another.

“Lets finish up out here and go inside for the evening and see where that leads us.” He whispers in her ear.

“Ok baby lets go I have a feeling its going to be one terrific evening!!!!!!!!” 



The Barbeque Ch. 02



I looked down at myself as I layed on my back on a table in my friend Jerry's backyard. I was dressed in a white bustier, stockings, and assless white mesh boy shorts. I had filled the boy shorts with my own cum, had more cum on my face, neck, and the fake tits that were glued to my chest. My tits were hanging free from my bustier and some of my friends were still snapping off a few photos of me with their camera phones. I still couldn't believe that my friends had just gangbanged me, both the girls and the guys.

I was free though from the bet I had lost to my friend Cassie. I was hers until the sun went down, and it was now dark. I was laying there contemplating the next offer she had for me though.

The last thing she had said was, "...unless you want to come back to my place, get cleaned up, and hit the bars with all of us...."

The whole group was wasted by this point as we had been playing drinking games all day, starting around noon. My inhibitions were so low at this point that I agreed. I had to admit to myself though, that I had started to enjoy taking cock. When Mike had fucked me last and I was talking dirty to him, I was so turned on. I wanted that feeling again. I needed it.

"Why not," I answered. "I need to get cleaned up a bit before we head back though."

I looked around the backyard. Almost everyone was naked, but they all still had beers. People were starting to pick up their own clothes and dress. I picked up my dress and purse and headed into Jerry's bathroom. In the bathroom, I sat down on the toilet and wiped all the cum off my torso and face with a towel that was hanging there. I pulled down my panties and wiped my distended ass, trying to clean the leaking cum out of it. I finished cleaning myself off, then applied some lipstick. In the darkness, I would be more than presentable on the walk home. I slipped my dress over my head, fixed my hair, then exited the bathroom.

Cassie was waiting for me there, but everyone else had gone.

"Ready?" she asked.

"I think so," I replied.

She grabbed my arm and we walked out the front door and onto the sidewalk. She slipped her arm inside mine and we walked like a couple of girlfriends. I felt my hips swaying more than normal while we walked. 

"You were amazing back there Tiffany," Cassie complimented as we walked. "I couldn't believe how you got into character and sucked and fucked all those cocks."

"Yeah, I surprised myself," I said.

"It looked like you started to enjoy yourself," she pried.

"I did, especially when I saw that the last person in my ass was Mike. That got me so hot," I confessed.

"Well, we'll see if we can't get you some more cock tonight then," she said right as a couple of guys were walking past. I peered back and saw them both staring at my ass as we walked away.

We got back to Cassie's place and we both stripped down. She had me shower again and touch up any places with hair we might have missed the first time. I came out to her bedroom with a towel wrapped around me, starting just above my tits and ending just below my cock. It felt weird wearing the towel this way, but also natural because I figured I should cover my nice c-cupped chest.

"I figured we should stick with the boyshorts," she started. "They are more concealing."

She threw me a pair of all black spandex ones. I noticed she had cut another hole in these for easy access.

"Hey, I now know what a slut you are so it's better if you can fuck without having to take them off," she teased.

I slipped them over my feet and up under the towel until they were up over my hips. Then I let the towel drop to the floor and stood in just my new panties, admiring my hairless body. My tits were nice, but they needed a touchup to cover the edges. I had washed off the original makeup that hid where they were attached when I showered.

I sat down at Cassie's table and she helped me apply all the makeup I would need. She showed me how to start it, then let me finish. I put on lipstick, mascara, and foundation. I also added some perfume, a bracelet, a necklace with a butterfly that hung down to the top of my tits, and a pair of clip-on earrings. Cassie came over and handed me a different wig than before. This one was also brown, but fell below the shoulders. It had bangs that came down just below my eyebrows.

I got up and headed over to Cassie's closet. She was there and turned and handed me a black piece of clothing. I looked at it and realized it was a halter sun dress. I slipped it off the hanger and stepped into it. I pulled the halter straps up and Cassie helped me tie them. My tits were visible down the front and I was a little self-conscious. She spun me around, backed up, and noted that I looked very pretty. Then I slipped back into my two-inch heels and surveyed myself in the mirror.

I did look somewhat feminine. The shoes shaped my legs well enough to look like a girl's. I wondered how many guys would look at my face with my nice rack accentuated in this halter top. The halter top dress came down so that it was halfway to my knees. Short, but not so much that I couldn't keep my new panties covered.

Cassie put on jeans and a halter top of her own, then slipped into four-inch heels and was as tall as me. She was not wearing any undergarments at all. She added some jewelry, some different perfume, and grabbed purses for both of us. Then, we headed out.

We did our arm-in-arm walk down to the main street, where all the bars were located. We walked a few more blocks and then Cassie stopped us in front of one we rarely ever went to.

"Hi Tom," she started. And then I noticed Tom. Tom was a short stocky guy, about five foot ten, but really cut. He must have been about thirty with curly brown hair.

"Hiya Cass," the stranger replied.

"Tom this is my cousin Tiffany visiting from Philly. She just drove up today, but realized she didn't have her license with her when she got here," Cassie explained. "I promise she's twenty-one though."

"Well, Cassie, I'll still need some proof before I can let you two in," began the stranger, Tom.

"I see. Well then, If you've got someone who can spell you for a bit, Tiffany here can show you that she sucks cock like an adult. Would that be proof enough?" 

I snapped my head toward Cassie and she returned my stare with a smile.

"One sec," said Tom, and he went inside the door and was back out in an instant with another guy about his size. "Right this way ladies," and he led us both inside and up a stairway in the back to a second floor office.

Once he had closed the door, he went over and sat down in a nice leather chair at the only desk in the room. He undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and pulled out a moderately sized cock. Cassie and I were standing by the doorway still and then she patted me on the back and said, "go ahead, prove your experience."

I walked over to Tom, dropped to my knees between his legs, and moved my mouth right up to the head of his cock. I had my hands on my own thighs and used my tongue to guide his cock inside my mouth. Once I had him, I backed up so his semi-erect cock pointed down and I could look at him. I circled his head with my tongue until I felt him grow fully erect. As he got harder, I rose with him until I was fully upright on my knees with my head directly over his lap. Then I put my hands on his thighs to support myself.

"Damn, Cassie," Tom said, "I've never had anyone do that to me before."

"Yeah, she's got skills," Cassie bragged from just on the other side of the desk now. She had a nice side angle to snap off some close-up shots of me as I raised up with a cock in my mouth.

Once I was totally above Tom, I dropped myself down on his seven inches until he hit the back of my throat. I figured that should leave him with little doubt about my age. Then I pulled all the way off, took a breathe, and then started taking half his cock into my mouth then back out. I used a steady pace, using one hand to rub his ballsac. After a few minutes, I really picked up my pace and threw my head up and down into his lap, impaling my head onto his cock. I could hear Tom's breathing increase, then his cock began to surge. His cum hit the back of my throat and I began to swallow. This time, I got it all and continued licking around his head until I was sure he was drained.

"First round's on me ladies," he noted.

Tom got up, zipped up, then led us back to the bar and signaled for us to get two drinks on him. Then he kissed my cheek and walked back outside. The bartender came over and Cassie ordered us two martini's. The bartender brought them, we clinked our glasses, then I took a chaser. Cassie came up next to me and showed me the most recent camera phone shots she got. The first one had a real close-up of my girly looking face, with the head of a cock just inside my mouth and my lips sealed around it. God, I looked like a porn star, and man did it make me horny seeing myself like that.

"Hey, that's a great shot," I turned to see two guys in jeans and untucked button down shirts standing behind us. The guy who made the comment was at the bar, but could see between us, over our shoulders. He had obviously seen my mouth stuffed full of cock.

"Thanks," Cassie replied, "my friend Tiffany here is looking to start an extensive collection."

"We're here to help if you need us," commented our new friend. "I'm Rick, this is Dave."

"Cassie, and as I mentioned, this is Tiffany."

"Want to grab a table?" asked Dave.

"Sure," Cassie responded.

The music in the bar was pretty loud, so it was easy to disguise my voice as I let Rick chat me up. Dave was doing similarly to Cassie. After a few minutes, some of the rest of our crew started to file in. John, Kirk, and Kelly stopped by the bar, then joined us standing around this rounded table in a back corner. Pam and Jenny showed up a little bit after that, then Jerry straggled in on his own. As people came over, our new friends got pushed back behind the table with us. Cassie and I turned to face them and Kelly and Pam stood on either side of us. Most of the guys and Jenny were on the other side of the table laughing up a storm.

Suddenly, a song came on with a great beat and the girls around us started to dance. The two new guys got into it a little as they were getting swayed into. I went along and followed Cassie's lead as she and Pam danced with Dave while Kelly and I danced with Rick. Part way through, Rick spun me around and pulled my hips back to his, grinding his pelvis into my ass. I started to get really hot and leaned back into him. He held my hips and then I felt Kelly's hands reaching around between us, going for Rick's zipper. I turned my head and saw her whispering in Rick's ear. I also peered over and saw Dave with Cassie in a similar position, but rubbing her ass through her jeans. With my back pressed up against Rick, I could feel Kelly's hand lower his zipper, then fish inside his jeans for his cock. As she pulled it out, I could feel Rick raise my dress, and his cock against my panty-covered ass. I could feel Kelly working it until it got hard, really hard, and really big. I could feel Kelly angling Rick's cock between my cheeks. When he felt his cockhead line up with the hole in my panties, he thrusted forward slowly. Rick, I realized, must have been ten inches long, and extremely wide. Even with my loosened hole, it took him a few minutes to fill me completely. He was so gentle going in that I just put my hands on his wrists as he held my hips. Our friends closed in around the table when they realized what was going down, so that no outsiders would realize the fucking I was about to get. Jenny moved in next to me, but faced Rick. Dave, Cassie, and Pam kept dancing. Kelly was still behind Rick, giving the appearance she was still dancing with him too, but now back to back so it didn't seem too provocative.

Rick had gotten his entire shaft inside me and I held onto him tight. Then he pulled back a few inches and slid forward again in rhythm with the music. When he slid out the second time, I saw Jenny snap off a shot with her camera phone. I wondered how the display was going to turn out when we got all the photos together. Out again, a little further, then all the way back in. I leaned my head back and turned to look at him as he buried himself to the hilt, allowing him to see the desire in my eyes. 

Click, from across the table on John's phone. Out again, this time until half his cock was out of me then back in. He kept this up until the end of the song. The transition to the next one was quick and the pace of this song was faster. Rick adjusted quickly and started pounding me hard and fast now. I still had a hold of his wrists and I could feel them getting moist, both from my added body heat, and the workout Rick was getting. My ass was completely loose now and I think I could have parked a small car there from the pounding that Rick was giving me with his enormous cock. Halfway through the song, Rick ran out of steam and had to slow back down to a slower pace.

"Grab your ankles, whore," he whispered into my ears.

I moved my hands off his, reached for my cell phone, and intentionally knocked it onto the floor. Then I angled sideways to avoid the edge of the table and angled back to center when I had cleared my head underneath. Rick slowly stepped forward and I moved with him until my back was pressed against the center of the table and my ass was even with the edge. I put one hand on the floor and the other on my ankle like he commanded. I looked up, upside down, at Jenny snapping off a new set of photos.

Rick then went back to work on my hole. He had tucked the back of my dress into my panties, had a nice firm grip on my hips and continued railing into me in rhythm with the music. A few minutes later I felt him completely bury his cock to the hilt then flood my ass with his cum. It felt like buckets had just been poured inside me. He stayed there for a second, but had taken his hands off my hips and put them on the table for stability. I saw Kelly walk away then come back as he softened in my ass. When she came back, he pulled out, then I saw Kelly using some bar napkins and water to clean off Rick before he tucked himself away and began to back up. 

I started to slide back when I felt two new hands right on both my ass cheeks and saw other shoes replace Rick's. I angled around to Cassie and noted that Dave was no longer behind her. I was pushed back forward until I was up against the table again and felt a normal sized cock slide easily into me from behind. I noted Rick's shoes facing away from the table standing next to Dave, and Kelly was back, undoubtedly snapping off more shots on my other side. Dave entered me during a slow jam and he move slowly in and out. Under different circumstances, this might have been a romantic love making session. As it was, Dave was easing into me, forcing some of his buddy's cum out, soaking my panties with it, and then burying himself all the way inside me again. I was so turned on at this point. I had become such a whore and the thought that I could take on the entire bar like this began to pervade into my head. I was lost in my own thoughts when Dave began shooting his load inside me while still pumping away. He too grabbed the table for support, then got a cleaning handjob from Kelly. After this, they backed up and walked away.

I also finally got to back up, stand up, stretch my legs a bit, and feel more cum leak out of my ass and into my panties.

Jenny leaned over and showed me one of the photos she had taken. It was Rick's monster cock pulled out so that the head was the only thing in my ass. It was a thing of beauty and I just stared at the photo. "I got his number in case you want to double team him again some other time," she said to me. A definate possibility I thought to myself.

"You're such a slut," noted Pam. "I've been on such a drought and you've already fucked three guys tonight. Share your secret."

"Big tits and slutty attire," I joked. "Seems to work."

"Well, I'm in trouble in the big tits department," she goofed and pulled her shirt out to look down the front of her top.

It was about midnight at this point and the bars were scheduled to close in an hour so we all order another round. We stood around drinking and chatting as a group, closing out the rest of the bar and any outsiders. The guys were all busting on me for how gay I had become and I justfied it that as long as things had progressed as far as they did earlier, I might as well live the dream for the rest of the night. Plus, each one had buried their cock in my mouth earlier, so they were just as gay.

Time flew during that round and next thing we knew, last call was being announced. We got our last round, drank it until we got kicked out, then went outside. The guys all bid us goodnight and took Pam and Kelly with them to make sure they got home ok. That left Cassie, Jenny, and I to walk together. We started walking and Jenny picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Rick?" I asked.

She just nodded.

"Hi, is this Rick?" I heard her ask.

Moment of silence as she waited for a reply.

"This is Jenny from the bar. I'm here with Cassie and Tiffany," she paused.

I couldn't believe Jenny was talking to the guy who had just fucked me, hard. Part of me was embarrassed that she was calling so soon and another part was glad she did.

"We were about to head home, but wanted to see if you wanted some company," I heard her mutter. "Ok, we'll be there soon."

She hung up the phone, then said, "he lives right around the corner. He was just hanging out with Dave and their other roommate who had to work tonight, drinking beers and reminiscing about the night."

Cassie added, "Let's go," and grabbed one arm, with Jenny grabbing the other and away we went.

A few minutes later, Jenny was ringing the door to an apartment in a large building near the bar.

"Yeah?" a male's voice questioned.

"It's us, buzz us in," said Jenny. Jenny looked really great tonight. She had red hair and had worn a nice tight white sweater and jeans, heels, and jacket. I was definately cold in my outfit after we left the bar, as was Cassie, while Jenny had dressed appropriately for the cold night air.

The door buzzed and we hurried inside. We walked up one flight of stairs and toward an open door. Rick was standing there in bare feet, jeans and a t-shirt. He was also holding a beer.

"Hey ladies," he greeted.

"Hi Rick," Cassie cooed back.

He swung the door further open and the other girls kissed him on the cheek when they went in. When I got to him, I went for the cheek too but he shifted so our lips met instead. I hustled inside shortly after breaking the quick kiss.

"Ladies, this is Graham," announced Dave. "Graham, this is Cassie, Jenny, and Tiffany," and he pointed to each of us in turn.

Graham was another good looking guy. He looked to be in his late twenties with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a moderate build.

"Hi there," he greeted, stopping his eyes on me for the longest time.

"Anyone want a beer?" he asked.

"Sure," chimed in Jenny, and with that we all grabbed seats while Graham went into the kitchen and came back with four new beers. He opened them for us, as well as his own new one, then sat down in a chair. The living room we had entered had a two seat couch, a three seater, and a chair opposite the two seat couch. All three were angled toward the television and they had sportscenter on. They clicked off the TV and threw on some music instead. We all started to chat when Dave asked Cassie if she wanted help him find something else to play on the stereo from his extensive collection in his room. She accepted and off they went. Good move, I thought to myself.

Next, I saw Jenny pull the spill a drink on yourself move while talking to Rick and off they went to the bathroom to 'clean' her up. So, that just left Graham and I in the living room. I was sitting on the three seat couch and he was on the two seater when he turned to me and asked, "were those guys pulling my chain when they told me that they both nailed you tonight?"




The Barbeque Ch. 02



"Nope, they certainly did," I said.

"Those lucky bastards," he said while shaking his head.

"If I know my friends, they are even luckier," I teased. He just kept shaking his head, then took a swig of his beer. At that moment, he looked kind of cute to me, but I was nervous because throughout the course of the day, I didn't have to make any moves myself. Cassie had set everything up and I had followed her commands. But this would be something I did of my own accord.

"Hey, come over here," I said.

Graham didn't waste any time and shifted over next to me. I grabbed his beer and put both his and mine on the table, then leaned in and kissed him on the lips. If you told me this morning that I was going to get really drunk today, lose a bet, get fucked by three girls with a dildo, suck six cocks, get my ass pounded by three different guys, then seduce another random guy, I would have told you you were nuts. As it was, I found myself sliding down to the floor in front of Graham, looking to put his nuts into my mouth. On my knees (again), I unzipped and slid his pants and underwear off. I kissed his belly button then moved down and around his nice long cock. I took one of his balls into my mouth, rolled my tongue around it, then repeated this with his other one. During this move, I started to stroke his cock with my right hand, angling my head so I could watch him enjoy the sucking and stroking of his genitalia. When he tilted his head back, I moved up and slipped his cock into my mouth. He had grown to a full nine inches, although not nearly as wide as his roommate Rick. I sucked him off for a few minutes while he layed back and enjoyed himself.

I pulled my head off his cock and waited until he looked at me before asking, "how do you want me?"

"Hmmm," he said, and stood up and walked over to the chair. "Over here."

I got up and walked over to the chair and awaited instructions. I looked down at it, noting the long extension for extending one's legs. It was half chair, half recliner chair that remained extended permanantly.

Graham came up behind me and put his hands on my hips. He walked me around to the end of the chair.

"Lay down on your stomach," he ordered.

I did as commanded and was face down on the chair, arms at my sides, and my legs from the knees down were hanging off the end. My face was up near the back of the chair, but not quite there with the extra length. I felt Graham sliding up on either side of the chair then felt him sit down on me, just below my ass. He pulled the back of my dress up exposing my ass to him.

"Cute, soaked panties," he started. "The boys tell me you like it in the ass."

"Uh huh," I replied.

"Good, because that's my specialty," he went on. Then he untied my halter dress so that if I got up, my tits would be hanging down.

He moved up further and I felt the tip of his cock slip through the hole in my boy shorts. Then I felt him slide inside me. He pressed forward until he was all the way inside. Again, I felt stuffed and was in heaven. 

"Mmmmm," I moaned.

Then I felt him grab my right leg beneath the knee and bend it up towards my ass. "Grab your heel," he ordered. I obeyed. The he did the same with my left leg. Because I was being bent backwards, my back had arched and my tits had come off the front of the couch. Then I felt him slowly slide his cock most of the way out of me. Then he gently worked back in until I felt his balls meet my ass.

"I'm going to take my time and enjoy this, slut," he hissed.

He continued easing his cock out and in, occasionally moving his hands from the small of my back, to my shoulders, to gripping both sides of my mouth and pulling me back further. It was on this last hand position that Cassie came out into the living room, naked.

"Oooohh, you're getting fucked nicely, aren't you Tiff?"

"You know she is," answered Graham for me.

"Hey, I'll be right back," and into Dave's room she went again. A moment later she came back out with her camera phone. "Do you mind?" she asked Graham.

"Nope, go for it," he answered as he pulled slowly out again, then slowly back inside me, what felt like deeper than ever. I felt like Graham was drilling for oil and my ass was his oil well. Each time, he was drilling deeper and deeper inside me. I was waiting for his cock to exit through my mouth when his balls would touch the under side of mine through my panties.

Cassie circled me and I heard clicking while Graham kept on fucking me slowly. I was so turned on by the whole situation, being dominated by Graham this way, photographed by Cassie, and dressed like a slut with huge, beautiful tits hanging down in front of me.

At this point, Dave came out to survey the scene for himself. "Nice," he blurted out.

"Care to join in?" Graham asked. "There's a wide open mouth waiting for some cock."

And with that Dave came over and straddled the Chair seat right in front of my face. I looked at his limp cock and notice that it was already shiny.

"You're going to get to clean our juices off his cock for me, whore," Cassie said while smiling contentedly and moving even with my face to snap off more photos while Dave inched forward until the tip was on my tongue. I was still arched back, but Graham had placed his hands on my shoulders for better leverage. I was able to use my head to move the tip completely into my mouth. I tasted Cassie's juices mixed with a salty taste as I licked Dave's head clean. He moved forward further and had half of his limp penis in my mouth now, letting me circle it.

As Dave had me cleaning, Graham had slowly increased his pace, finally, in my ass. Even though I had Dave in my mouth, I started to grunt with excitement.

"Uh, mmmph, Uh, mmmph," alternating when I had my mouth closed around the cock in my mouth, or open when licking it.

Cassie was next to me getting a nice wide shot of this whole sequence of events. Then I looked up and noticed Jenny, hair completely tussled, leaning down over Dave's shoulder, video camera in hand. She had a great angle to get me sucking cock and being fucked by a nice long nine inch cock. I was a man sandwich, and Jenny was recording the event for posterity.

"I wish we had this earlier," she said.

"Seriously," Cassie agreed.

Jenny then swung around and mirrored Cassie, getting video footage from every angle. The site of the video camera brought Dave back to life and he started to get erect in my mouth, although he didn't shift back so much as just let himself fill my mouth and go down my throat when he thrusted forward. I really had to concentrate on my breathing and forgot all about the camera work. Meanwhile, I was getting so hot as Graham was now full on pounding me. My ass was raw from the amount of time he had been inside me, but I could feel his balls slap against me whenever he was buried, and I could feel my ass cheeks rolling up when his thighs would slam into them. That had to look good on the video I allowed myself a moment of distraction.

Both guys started really laying into me, thrusting forward together to really accentuate my back bend. I was in a lot of pain there and in my shoulders as Dave pulled out, tipped my head back, and blew his small load onto my forehead. At this event, Graham thrusted one last time to the hilt and exploded inside me. He held himself up with his arms, but his entire lower body weight rested on my ass. He slapped at my hands and I finally got to release my heels and lay flat, my cum covered head landing on the seat of the chair. I looked over to see the girls getting more history. Cassie then lowered my dress and retied the halter as the guys were skulking around. I, however, was spent and didn't know if I could walk.

A few minutes later, the girls came and helped me up. They thanked the guys for a great time and they walked us out of the building, supporting my weight on their shoulders.

"Gee, girl," started Jenny. "You just keep finding great guys to screw."

"Yeah, I can't wait to show you the day's events tomorrow," added Cassie. "Come by around noon, we'll make a day out of it...."