0 comments/ 45196 views/ 4 favorites The Trip By: Jimilinden THE FOLLOWING STORY IS TRUE. ALL EVENTS AND BEHAVIOR ARE FAITHFUL ACCOUNTS OF PAST EVENTS, ALTHOUGH NAMES HAVE BEEN ALTERED TO PROTECT MY POSTERIOR AND KEEP ME OUT OF COURT. WRITER'S LICENSE AND HUMBLE DISCRETION HAVE BEEN USED WHERE AND WHEN I FELT IT EXPEDIENT TO AVOID ADVERSITY OR LEGAL ACTION. * * * * * She was awakened from her not very comfortable nap by a touch on her left breast. God that felt good, although she was not sure at first where she was. Then she remembered. Her mentor (and employee!) was next to her, driving the company owned van. He was pressing, and furtively stroking, the back of his hand against her left nipple! If she squinted her eyes carefully, she could study him. He was slightly older than she but still quite athletic and definitely good looking. Moreover, he had a slim cute little butt! Damn! What was she thinking of? He was her subordinate. What she was dreaming about would definitely be called sexual harassment. She could see the sweat beading on his brow and his hands were trembling. Carefully he pulled his hand away from her breast to wipe his brow. She felt cold all over, almost as if someone had removed a blanket from her body. God He made her hot! Plus, he had those bedroom eyes. Like a small child stealing cookies, he slowly placed his hand between her left arm and breast, then gently rubbed it up and down the side of her breast. She leaned toward him just slightly not ready yet to let him know she wanted him to continue. He stared straight out the windshield, as if he was afraid he might waken her by looking her way. The sweat continued to run down his cheeks and drip from his chin. The swell of her breast, as she slept, was driving him to distraction, making it difficult to concentrate on the road. Though she was his immediate superior at the office, he had not been able to prevent himself from having sexual fantasies about her. That day, six months ago, when she first walked into the office wearing a form-fitting business suit with a figure hugging nylon blouse, nylons and heels he had fallen madly in lust with her. Now here they were, just the two of them, on a trip with almost a thousand miles to drive and a whole weekend to be thrown together at a sales and trade show. He reached his hand out to touch her arm, tell her the road was getting fuzzy, and ask her to drive a while. Instead, he brushed her left breast! He froze, afraid she might wake and fire him on the spot. She didn't move though, but murmured slightly in her sleep, as if the touch might have awakened a pleasant memory or inspired an even more pleasant dream. He realized he was applying a slight pressure to the touch and she was leaning toward his hand. God, he wanted to stroke and squeeze that perfectly formed mound and as it was he couldn't keep his hand still. He cautiously pulled his hand away, using it to wipe his now sweaty brow, then slowly wiped his moist and itchy palm against the knee of his pants. Discreetly returning it to the side of her breast, he was careful to place his hand as if he had actually been reaching for her arm. She again leaned against his touch. The motion of the small motor home as it swayed down the highway, was causing her lithe and small, perfectly proportioned body to rub against his wayward hand ... or was she moving? God! He was rock hard! He had to stop the van or he was going to lose control and cause an accident (or have one of his own in his pants). Just five miles to the next rest area the last sign had read. He pressed a bit harder and softly stroked the knuckles of his hand forward and back very slowly afraid she might wake up and catch him. Still he was totally unable and unwilling to break the contact. The rest stop was just ahead. Decision time! Should he stop and lose this wonderful opportunity to touch her? Maybe he could just drive on and she wouldn't wake for many miles yet. On the other hand, if he didn't do something about the log in his pants he was going to go wild. But, damn, he didn't want to stop touching her breast. Now it really was decision time, the rest stop was here. It was turn off now or not till the next rest stop fifty or sixty miles ahead. Oh Hell! He knew it would be necessary to stop touching her sometime, but he wasn't ready yet. Aw Shit! He was so hard it hurt. Time to get out, walk a bit and enjoy the cool (deflating?) mountain air. Why was he slowing down? He was turning off the highway, probably into a rest stop. Oh Hell! He had removed his hand. Damn! Now what? There was no way she could fake being asleep now. Maybe after they left the rest area she could pretend to sleep again. She raised her head and looked out, then back at him with a smile, being careful not to leer. Suddenly he reached out and rammed his hand into her sweater sliding roughly inside the bra cup over her right breast. She involuntarily jumped, turning to the right in the process, trapping his hand before he could withdraw it. Glancing over at her, he saw she was grinning at him. Was that a grin of triumph? Had she caught him, and was now planning to fire him? Maybe she'd been just waiting for an excuse like this. Maybe she had someone else she wanted to put in his job. These thoughts so startled him, as he pulled into the parking place, that his foot slipped off the brake pedal. He slammed it back into place, bringing the small motor home to a sudden lurching stop. Shooting his hand across the space between them, to stop her from hurtling forward, he hit her hard on the chest. Oh My God! He had only been trying to protect her from harm and now his hand was clear inside her sweater! She jumped. He tried to pull his arm back, but his hand was trapped! Oh Shit! Now what?! Quickly stuttering an apology, he tried to explain what had happened. However, she wasn't letting go of his hand. It was held firmly between her bra and that glorious breast he had been so lusting for. Oh God! He was done for. She'd fire him for sure now. Hell, she'd probably make him walk home from here! Decision time. Should she turn back and let his hand go, or should she enjoy his discomfort. She knew what she wanted to do, but did she dare? Would he scream sexual harassment if she told him what her true desires were? Oh Hell! Time for action. She wanted him and he wanted her. They were both adults. It was worth the chance. As these thought vignettes flashed quickly through her mind she rolled further to the right. Now there was no way, other than jerking away so hard it might rip her bra, that he could get away. She had rolled away from him, snaring his hand even more tightly than it had been. She was going to make an issue of this. So much for this job. Now what? He'd tried to explain and apologize. She had purposely rotated sideways and caught him! No getting out of it now. He was as trapped as his hand was. Strangely though, he could feel her nipple hardening under his palm. Even though she was going to fire him, she was enjoying this. God, her nipple felt like a little marble in his hand! He couldn't help himself, job or no job, he wanted to see that luscious mound. The sudden fantasy of kissing and nursing it caused a surge of energy, which rippled up the length of his already overly sensitive organ. No getting out of it now! He may have started it, but she was definitely going to finish it. She reached down, put her left hand on his wrist, and held his hand against her breast. With her right hand, she slowly began to unbutton her sweater - from the bottom up. His eyes grew big as saucers. Without saying a word, she pulled her sweater open, still keeping his fingers trapped with her bra. Thank God, it was getting dark out. Holding his hand with hers, she drew his fingers across her nipple and then brought it to her lips where she kissed and suckled the fingers. Again without saying a word, she got up from the passenger's seat and walked to the back of the van. My God! She was unbuttoning her sweater. She released the pressure on his hand and guided it from her bra with her small hand. Kissing his fingers, she began to suck them suggestively. Dumbly he stared at her unable to believe this was really happening to him. Maybe she wasn't as mad at him as he had thought. She walked to the back of the motor home closing blinds as she went. Setting down on the bed she tossed her sweater away and removed her bra. God, he had been right! She did have fantastic, firm, upthrust mounds with gorgeous little nipples. The areolas were almost the same color as her creamy skin, which made each prominent tip stand out like a grain elevator on the Kansas plains. Those nipples were sharply pointed and just waiting for him to nurse them. Why was he just sitting here? Move feet, move! Why was he just setting there? Had she scared him off? Was she being too bold? Finally he got up and she could see the outline of his gigantic hard-on as he came toward her. He was approaching her with his hands dangling at his sides, like a little boy with stage fright. Was she going to have to seduce him? Was he willing to be seduced? No, there was not a question about that; he was about to burst the front of his pants. She reached up, began to unbutton his shirt, and kissed him softly on the chest. Oh God! She was unbuttoning his shirt! And she was licking HIS nipples! As she pushed the shirt from his shoulders she pressed her breasts hard against his chest and kissed him with her whole mouth, thrusting her tongue between his teeth. He reached around her hugging her tightly against his body. Then flexed his pelvis toward hers as he pulled her closer with a hand on her tight bottom. Now she was grinding her twin volcanoes against his chest. The nipples were so hard they felt like two little arrowheads against him. The tip of her tongue was dancing with the tip of his tongue. How she did it he didn't know, but she seemed to grabbing his tongue with hers and clutching it. This man could kiss! She was so wet the front of her jeans was becoming soaked. She pressed her nipples against him then pulled down so she could kiss his throat and the top of his chest. With a quick motion she pushed her pants and panties down to her ankles. Now he had the same hold on her cheeks as before, but there was nothing but skin between his hands and her bottom. His hard-on was so big it felt like a rolling pin. Reaching down between them, without breaking her kiss on his left nipple, she unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his pants, and began to slip his zipper down. As the zipper ran down its track, she ran her finger inside his pants across the front of his jockey shorts and along the length of his shaft. She hadn't thought it possible, but he actually seemed to grow bigger. As his pants fell to his ankles, she put her hands on his hips and slowly pushed his shorts down. When his manhood was completely exposed, she began to kiss downward across the width of his chest. He didn't know how she did it, but suddenly her slacks were around her ankles, and his hands were on her bare buttocks. She stepped out of her clothing and shoes in such a fluid motion he was at first not even aware she was now totally naked. Then she began to undress him! As his shorts were forced down from his skinny hips, his erection sprang up like a surfacing submarine. She pushed him back onto the bed and rubbed herself up and down his body. She was kissing his chest in ever lower and lower circles. When she came to his crotch she kissed first to the right of his erection, then to the left, then she kissed and gently nipped the inside of his thighs. Her hair was brushing his crotch, driving him even wilder. He wanted to take her now, but was afraid if he rushed she might pull back, or worse yet, stop what she was doing. She loved to tease a man's body and make him rock hard. Then pet him and hold him off till he got even harder. Now this man's penis was actually throbbing it was so engorged with blood. Time to stop teasing and get down to business. She began by licking his balls very gently. So gently that he wouldn't be sure at first whether he was feeling her tongue or her hair touching him. As he moaned softly, she began to lick slowly from the base of his shaft to the point, then with small love bites she nipped back down to the base again. Several excursions like this and his eyes fluttered closed. He was softly mewling and his hips began pumping slowly up and down. She took the end of his now gigantic, steel hard tool into her mouth and gently impaled the tip of her tongue into the tight hole on its head. Immediately his eyes popped open, he jerked upward, and she was afraid he was going to cum right then and there. This lady was better than good, she was fantastic; superb; absolutely exquisite; beyond belief! If he had not practiced for so long, held himself in check with such tight will power, and been able to concentrate so thoroughly on not cumming till he was ready, he'd have filled her mouth with so much fluid she'd have surely choked. How could he tell her that he had never found oral stimulation exciting? He would always prefer to give than to receive. Now it was his turn! He worked his shoulders and head between her legs, kissing each bit of skin his lips encountered as he moved. Positioning her legs over his shoulders, he brought her heels to the middle of his back. Then he started gently licking her dripping wet sex. He ran his tongue from the crack between her legs, into the folds of her labia, as deep into her wonderfully flavorful vaginal channel as he could stretch his tongue, out the top across her clitoris, then back through this same fantastically erotic route again and again. OH MY GOD! He's going to eat me! YES! He's doing it! He's eating me! Yet even she thought this she was not surprised. She had known he would be a good lover, and he obviously was. He didn't just nibble her clit, but actually ran his tongue deep inside her, then up and around her panic button. She had to concentrate not to lose control and pull his hair too hard. He continued to lick her up, down, and inside for several minutes, then he began to concentrate more and more on just softly stroking her clit with his tongue. She was on fire. She was going to come if he didn't stop! Then he gently began to probe her with his finger as he continued to stroke her clitoris with ever increasing vigor. It was too much! She not only came, but actually ejaculated. She was mortified! Now just as things were beginning to work out for them, she'd ruined it! She had her fingers entwined in his hair. He had to work hard to not let it distract him from his task. He wanted to make her cum! He began to gently work his tongue around her clitoris in small circles. When her clit began to grow harder, he nursed it with his lips even as he continued to lick it. He inserted his finger slowly into her without breaking the rhythm of his tongue. She went wild! She began to slowly hump his hand even as he continued to eat her. At first he just slipped one finger inside her, but as she became more involved he managed to work two, and then three fingers into her dripping shaft. He felt her stiffen. She was going to cum! Then she not only came, but even better, she actually shot! He couldn't get his mouth open wide enough, nor his tongue moving fast enough to catch it all, but he got most of her sweet cum and swallowed and sucked and swallowed till she was still. He was truly swallowing her cum! Her loss of control hadn't frightened him away! No man had ever done such a thing for her! God, If he licked her again, she would probably cum again. She had never cum that hard, nor that good. Then he did it! He began to lick her clit again! She didn't count, but it seemed to take less than a dozen strokes before she came again. She needed him inside her now! He wouldn't let her bring her legs down though. He was eating her again! This time she didn't cum, she just got hotter and hotter. Her stomach muscles were as tight as his elongated manhood. After she shot, he continued to eat her. She came more quickly this time, but he knew she could still enjoy more because her stomach muscles were as tight as a drumhead. Now he could feel her body relaxing, but not her sex muscles. Rolling onto his back her drew her lips to his lips. Wrapping his arms around her, he flattened her breasts against his nipples even as he stroked the roof of her mouth with his thrusting tongue. Her body molded itself on top of his as she easily slipped him into her sex. They faultlessly melded together and no hands were needed to guide their bodies into a perfect union. She felt herself lifted from his wonderful tongue and then he placed her hot hole on top of his wonderfully rock hard meat. Her overly sensitized nipples were rubbing against his chest and she would have moaned in pleasurable pain had her mouth not been full of his tongue. All she had to do to take him in was to open her carnal lips and slip down. She felt as if her love shaft was the size of a railroad tunnel. He slipped in with no guidance or effort, then placed his hands on her hips and squeezed the cheeks of her bottom tightly together. God, when he did that it made her so tight she was afraid she would force him out. He must feel it too because he was holding her closer and tighter even as he thrust deeply into her. Never had she been this hot while a man was inside her. She felt like she might even cum again. Then it happened! This lady was tight. It felt like he was trapped in a soft vise. The more he pulled her to him, the wider she seemed to open her thighs. Yet, no matter how wide her thighs opened, nor her lips spread, she remained deliciously tight. The nipples he had thought were small points before, now seemed to be the size of grapes ... but very long sharp grapes. Each nipple appeared to be at least half an inch long; and so hard they looked like miniature towers. Fantastic! He pulled her toward him and nursed first one beautiful nipple and then the other. She tensed, which surprised him because he thought she was already wound as tight as an eight-day clock, and then she did it again! She shot! All his life he had wanted to make a woman cream using just his shaft but had never hoped to make it truly happen. She didn't just shoot. She ejaculated; she creamed; she flooded; she exploded! The bed was soaked, they were soaked, and still she was giving him more of her cum. He wanted to taste her fluids, yet couldn't decide whether to push deeper inside her or move down her and drink her sweet nectar. Never in her life had she shot twice in a row, much less three times! It was fantastic. Was it him, or was it the situation? Why was she analyzing it now? Who cared? She wanted more of him! Pulling her nipple from him, which required a great deal of self-effort and discipline, she sat straight up. WOW! His organ must have penetrated another three inches into her. She slowly raised up until only the ridge at the tip of his circumcision was holding him in her, then just as slowly she slid down until the entire length of his manhood was stretching the back walls of her cavity. If she wiggled carefully the tip of his erection pressed against her cervix, threatening to actually enter her womb. She stroked over and over until she could feel his stomach muscles beginning to tighten. Then she lowered herself as tightly to him as she could and massaged him with her sex lips until he came. No woman had ever made him cum without his deciding to let himself go. Now she was doing just that! He couldn't hold it any longer. Even as he felt his fluids being pulled out of him by her fantastically alive body, he knew he would never be the same. She pumped him with her vaginal muscles till he felt there was no more liquid anywhere in his body, then she pulled off and took what was left of his erection in her mouth. There was nothing for her to suck from him, but she was doing it anyway. He could feel the juices being drawn from deep inside himself. It was impossible! He was cumming again. Never had he cum twice in such a short period of time. The Trip She had never had such success making a man cum. She wanted to taste his cum. She wanted to draw his sexual fluids from deep within him. She wanted to make him explode! Changing positions, she took his flaccid tool in her mouth in the hopes of sucking some of his residual cum from him. Surprisingly he became hard again as soon as her tongue touched the end of his shaft. She sucked more enthusiastically. She could feel his muscles tightening. She wanted him to cum in her mouth, but would he? She was damn well going to try and draw his last reserves out. His tool was getting harder and his muscles were getting tighter by the minute. She could feel his sperm carrier building deep down in the bottom of his shaft. Then he shot, and she sucked his manhood as far into her mouth and throat as it would go. The cum shot directly down her throat, yet still she vacuumed his shaft. Only when nothing more would come from him did she release her hold on his manhood. She was so exhausted she dropped to the still wet bed and promptly slipped off to sleep. God, what a fantastic experience! He was definitely no innocent, but this was without a doubt the most glorious sex he had ever had. He studied her as she lay on the bed. He was actually able to truly appreciate her naked body for the first time. She was even better than he had imagined! Not an ounce of fat on her, but no stringy muscles either. She looked like a carefully sculpted statue lying on the bed beside him. A small fragile porcelain doll which was too delicate to touch. Taking a blanket from the drawer under the bed, he reluctantly covered her beautiful body. Just to pause and watch her sleep was erotic in itself, and he found himself growing hard again. God what was he, a sex maniac? It didn't matter, he wanted her again. Crawling under the blanket with her, he pressed his body to hers and began to softly stroke her skin. This was definitely going to be a fun trip. The bed was wet and cold under her bare skin, but she was just too tired to care. She could still feel his presence on the edge of the bed. He was covering her up with a blanket. God, what a man! Not only a great lover, but sensitive too. He was slipping under the covers with her now. She could feel his prong pressed against the small of her back, and it was getting hard again. She turned over to face him, kissed him, and then climbed astraddle of his body. Even as she rubbed her pubic hair against him, she could feel her juices beginning to warm and flow. This was definitely going to be a fun trip. The Trip Back Home!! Hey all you readers! My name is MasseurCJ and this story is one of the true incidences that happened with me a few months back while I was getting back from Bangkok! About me, I'm a young entrepreneur who runs an export firm so have to travel a lot all the time and always busy with work. And I'm 23 years old so my hormones keep me on the go along with my super high metabolism which keeps me active and super energetic in the office and in the bedroom! So let me give you a brief background before I get to the main story. I have been having an affair with a married woman from Bombay. I'm not going to take real names so let's just call her Amy. We have been having quite a wild affair past 8 months now and we are going pretty strong. She has a pretty nice body. Not a diva body but very lustful with proper weight at the right places. And she has some amazing tattoos on her wrist and on her shoulder. And she is always horny and that's how I got a chance with her. Anyway coming back, she has a very pretty daughter who has just turned 18 and they both had planned to go to Bangkok to celebrate it. Now because I was having an affair with the mother, she asked me to plan something so that I'm in BKK as well with them. Now as I said that I have a business of exports, I planned a trip to China for my work and while coming back I was going to stay at BKK for a day and come back with them. The daughter of course didn't have an idea about this. So the mother and I had quite a night in BKK after the daughter slept and somehow managed to leave at the same time for the airport. We were staying in the same hotel so that's why. Now we got to the airport and I was messaging the mother to get in line with me for the check in but she didn't know how to convince her daughter to join me as well as they were a bit behind in the queue. Somehow she managed to convince the daughter that I'm the mother's friend's son and they can jump the queue if they come with me. At last it all worked out and I managed to book our seats together saying we were together. Now as soon as we got in the flight, I was sitting on the aisle seat, the daughter in the center and the mother next to the window. Both of us were pretty upset that we weren't sitting together otherwise we would have groped all the way back to India. Now the real turning point of the story comes. As we took off and the flight was at a cruising altitude, I could sense something near my feet. When I figured it out, it was the daughter who had kept her legs behind mine. I thought she just kept it like that but later I started feeling a few moments all over my calf muscle is when I realized that she was trying to hit on me! At first I didn't know how to react so I was just sitting still and letting her do what she wanted while thinking that the daughter is as horny as her mother. After she started rubbing her feet against my legs, I started responding as well by locking my feet into hers and rubbing and playing with them! This went on for quite some time after which she placed her hand on my thigh and started rubbing it all over and teasing me by just gently touching my crotch. She took her my hand in her other hand and placed it on her thighs. I got my hint and started rubbing her thighs as well while squeezing them gently. All this was happening under our blankets so the mother didn't know any of this. She was already getting bored and had almost slept. So now the play between me and the daughter started getting more intense as one of my hand run beneath her tee and started brushing and rubbing her waist and slowly moving up to her bra. Other hand was busy massaging her thighs. She was wearing shorts so it was much more fun to feel her soft skin! Then my hand on the thigh went up to her shorts, unbuttoned it and went straight onto her panties. They were pretty moist already and as my hand touched her pussy, she shivered! At the same time, my hand which was in the tee, reached up to her boobs and went beneath the bra to feel them! She didn't have huge melons or anything but she did have very firm and tight breasts up there which really turned me on. Meanwhile her hand had gone inside my denims and had started rubbing my cock as well! As we were sitting next to each other, we couldn't do much neither were we very comfortable. Yet I continued to rub her pussy through her panties making sure that she reached her orgasm! (I'm pretty good at that!). But after a while my urge to get in her pants was getting unbearable and I asked her to come to the washroom after 5 min and I'll be waiting for her. I showed her which one and went in. After 5 min she faintly knocked on the door and I very slowly opened it so that other passengers don't doubt. As soon as I opened it, she barged in and went up straight for my lips and we started making out very passionately! I closed the door behind her and sat back on the sit with her sitting on me with her legs on both sides! We were kissing very passionately with our tongues entwined into each other as I pulled up her tee and she did the same to me! I unhooked her bra and kept it near the sink. It was a bit uncomfortable as you know how small the toilets in the flights are! Although we managed to remove each other clothes completely! At first I made her sit on me while I relished on her breasts for a while; licking them all over, sliding my tongue on those perky and erect nipples, circling them with my tongue and pulling them up with my teeth and sucking on those tits for some time. Meanwhile she managed to remove her shorts and her panties and then removed my denim as well! My cock immediately sprung up in my boxers which she licked and then took off the boxers as well and started kissing my cock all over. Starting from the tip and going all the way down to my balls! She started sucking on it as well taking the whole length inside her mouth and gagging a bit which really turned me on! While she was doing that, I was squeezing her breasts, slapping them and pinching them gently making her moan! She controlled really hard not to moan as other passengers might get aware! When she got done sucking my cock, she pulled down her panties and stood against the door with one leg on the sink. Inviting me to come and eat her up! We smirked at each other and I immediately went on my knees, rubbed her pussy for a while and started fingering it! After she was getting uncontrollable, I placed my tongue on her pussy and gave a long lick all the way up her pussy line to her clit! She was definitely not a virgin is what I could make out! I was flicking my tongue wildly all over and inside her pussy; moving it inside in circles making her go wild as she held my head. My other hand was rubbing her clit while one hand was squeezing her breasts! At last she got her orgasm again and shivered completely. I could feel the vibrations all over my tongue as her pussy shuddered! That was the best feeling ever! After she orgasm like crazy, she pulled me up and kissed me like there's no tomorrow and made me sit on the seat again. My cock was still high up in the air as she stood in front of me with her legs on both my sides! She held my cock, looked at me and smirked, rubbed her pussy with her other hand and sat very perfectly on my cock in a way that the whole length of it went inside her pussy in a go! I have seen very few girls who have tight pussies who can do that! And she was a pro for sure! As she sat in my cock, she sprung back her head in pleasure and started grinding back and forth at first. One hand of hers was against my chest while the other on my thigh! She was grinding me in the most perfect way. Making sure that my cock brushed against all sides of her pussy and then she started going up and down on it; increasing her pace slowly. Going faster and harder with each bounce! I was in heaven as she did that! There came a point when I held her ass really tight and made her bounce on me with all her force and she did so with pleasure! I could see how much she was enjoying that and that she was closing in to yet another orgasm! I could feel her pussy tightening up which in turn choked my cock as well making me reach near my climax as well! We were making love way too wildly by the end of it! She was grinding and bouncing on my dick with all her force while I was holding her by her neck and other hand holding and squeezing her breasts as we were nearing an exploding climax! Soon enough she reached her peak and gushed all over my cock! Her pussy tightened like never before and throbbed like crazy! I couldn't take it anymore and told her I'm about to cum as well! Listening to this, she immediately got off and took my cock in her mouth and jerked it from the girth while squeezing my balls which made me explode all inside her mouth! I sprayed her mouth with my warm jizz and she made sure she licked every bit of it! I held her face as she did that! We both were totally exhausted after that! We finally looked at each other, kissed and got dressed. She went back to her seat and I followed a few moments later. All throughout the flight we were holding on to each other acknowledging what a great time we had! So that's how I managed to have sex with the daughter of the lady I was having an affair with! We still meet quite often and have some crazy times in bed; both the mother and the daughter. But at separate times of course! Ha! Ha! They still don't know that I'm having sex with both of them! I hope you guys liked my story, although it was pretty long but it was my first attempt so I guess you guys will excuse me! For any comments and feedback, do write up to me at the link in my author profile. I'll come back later with more such incidences! Till then take care guys! The Trip (by Fallen) For Laurel and all the others who inspired me. Laurel started all this with her post last Oct: 10-20-1999 12:18 PM A Reader's Perspective (just my opinions, of course!): I like stories that have a story to tell - meaning, they aren't just slices of life ("I woke up, had sex, went to work, boffed my secretary, went home and did my wife again." For me, a good story has a theme, or a thesis. The events in my life that I remember most are things that taught me something about life or about people, that illustrated a point. For example, I remember my first boyfriend because he broke my heart and showed me not to be so open to people. Stories without points are like day to day events - experienced, then forgotten. If you're going to write a story about getting up, doing your wife, then boffing your secretary at work, show me why I should care. What do your actions say about you, about people in general? What insights into human nature can be gleaned? What makes this day special, or these events unique? I think it was Kurt Vonnegut Jr. who said, when writing a story, chop out anything that doesn't either provide character development or further the plot. I love well-written description, but don't use it as window dressing. Use it to describe your characters. Instead of being technical ("her 36DD chest"), describe how the folds of her dress fall across that chest, or the shape of her nipples straining against the fabric. Bring us into the scene, don't beat us over the head with numbers. These are just a few observations - a couple things to think about when you write. Hope this makes some sense... Yes a story, a real story that goes somewhere and hopefully discovers one of those little facets of life that make up the whole of living, then manages to come back home again. There are two center chapters that are the pivot of the whole story but they feature a brutal rape. Writing the rape scenes was arousing and depressing, somehow the thought of total control of a beautiful woman is so arousing that even now I get excited just thinking of it but the effects of rape are so depressing that after writing these chapters I almost quit. The story had a life of its own and it was headed down dark and morbid paths that I didn't want to tread. Karen was to be a lost soul used and abused by all that came in contact with her. I wanted to have a happy ending so I forced the story to an ending that I liked. I can only hope that you will like it too. We all have events that mark the high and low points in our life, this story is about one of those. *** CHAPTER 1 *** Karen and Paul were looking forward to the weekend in New York but never dreamed how much it would change their lives. After 5 years of marriage, they had two children Sara 4, and Timothy 2. They loved being a mom and dad but getting little time to relax and have some grownup fun was going to be a real treat. "The trip" was the major topic at home and it had taken a lot of extra work and special arrangements just to make it possible. Mr. Saddler had started it all when he walked into the office three weeks ago and said "Paul, I want you to go to the conference in New York. Sam has had to schedule some medical tests for that weekend and he can't go." "What?" was all Paul managed to get out before Mr. Saddler informed him that he was the only other person who knew enough of the computers and networking to get much good from the conference. "Oh and by the way we made arrangements for two people to go, so if you want, you can take that pretty little wife of yours along too." Paul couldn't wait to get home and tell Karen, but expected to hear all the reasons why they couldn't both go. She surprised him and was at least as excited as he was about going. She would arrange it so the kids and the pets were all taken care of. They had three weeks before they were to fly out and if they started now it would all be fine. In just the first week, she arranged for her parents to keep the kids for the long weekend and for the neighbors to look after the two dogs and check on the cat. The next week Karen spent shopping for "The trip." Her wardrobe now was very conservative with maternity, mommy, and housewife clothes. She had always had a very nice figure set off by her long blonde hair and legs that belonged on a fashion model. In the years before she was married she had loved the attention she could attract by wearing short skirts and low cut blouses. Paul had first noticed her as she walked by the tennis courts at college with a miniskirt so short, her white panties showed. Paul was by no means her first lover but had always said he didn't care as long as he was her last. They had decided when they started dating that it was best to let old history stay in the past. Karen worried that now with a little age, she was 26, and the effect of having two children with the resulting spreading of the hips, she would not be able to find anything that she looked good in. In truth she looked better now than ever at 5'6" she had gone from a C to a D cup in bra size and only gained two inches in her hips. She was now a 38D -28-36 and weighted 117+ lbs. in the nude but she wouldn't tell plus what. She shopped several different stores before she bought her first outfit. At first she had tried on clothes that were similar to what she had hanging in the closet at home, but she slowly started looking at sexy little skirts and lacy little nothings. She forgot about being conservative and enjoyed feeling sexy and getting stares. The salespeople had been wonderful as they kept urging her to try on even more daring dresses and revealing outfits. In one store as she had been trying on clothes when her hair had gotten caught in the closure on the bra. She had been unable to get it undone by herself and had to ask the saleslady help her. Karen got wet just thinking about it. The saleslady's name was Lucy and she had been very helpful, complimenting Karen on how good she looked in different outfits and making many suggestions on what was in style in the Big Apple now. Lucy was slender, dark complected, with small perky tits and looked a lot like the models that you see in the fashion shows. She had stayed close by every time that Karen had changed, offering to go and get other items or sizes. The last outfit that Karen had tried on was a white ankle length skirt, split up the side almost to the waist, with a loose fitting top. It had long sleeves and showed a lot of cleavage and shoulders. She matched it with white lace hi-cut French panties, a strapless lace pushup bra, white stilettos, and a thin gold belt. Karen thought she looked good in it. Lucy said that it looked stunning especially the way it showed off her breasts and legs. It was while she had been undressing that her hair had caught in the bra closure. Lucy had squeezed into the little dressing room to help. Karen was just in panties and a bra and with the two of them in the little room, there was a lot of body contact. Karen could still remember the feel of Lucy's body pressed against hers as Lucy tried to untangle her hair from the clasp. When Lucy had finally gotten it undone, she had slowly taken both ends of the bra and brought it around to the front leaving Karen's large breasts exposed. She had gently brushed the nipples with her fingertips as she watched Karen's reaction in the mirror. Karen's nipples had turned rock hard and her face a dark shade of pink as she pulled her long hair to the front, covering her breasts. She thanked Lucy and told her she could manage by herself now. Karen dressed and wondered at the confused feelings she was having. She was ashamed that Lucy's touch had affected her that way but was so aroused by it, that it was all she could think of. Karen had bought the outfit and told Lucy she had to go and pick someone up now. Karen picked the kids up from the babysitter and had supper ready before her husband got home. She daydreamed about what might have happened if Lucy had stayed in the dressing room. She fantasized a lot now, with sex at home almost at a standstill. Luckily this was one of the days that Paul didn't have to stay late at the office. He had been working late most nights as he tried to gather up all the information he needed for the conference and still get his own job done. They talked about how things had gone during the day as they sat and ate. The conversation quickly centered on the plans and preparations for "The trip." Karen told Paul about the dress she had just bought. She thought it would be perfect for the closing banquet at the conference. There was going to be an informal cocktail in the evening on Thursday and then a closing banquet at the conference on Saturday. They planned to go to both if they arrived there on time Thursday. They wanted to visit some of the clubs and hot spots people had recommended for their free time on Saturday night, then fly home on Sunday. They put the kids to bed as soon as possible after supper. Karen wanted to show off her new dress and they could get a little time together. She modeled the new outfit for Paul and he thought she looked very exciting. He grabbed her on her second walk by the bed in the new dress and pulled her down onto the bed with him. Paul covered her with kisses as he unzipped the back of her dress. Karen stood and slithered out of the dress. Paul whistled and grabbed her ass cheek as she lowered the dress to the floor. She wiggled it and whispered, "Oh sweetie, I need you so bad." He pulled her back down onto the bed and lay on top of her, kissing her and grinding his swelling manhood into her hot damp mound. Paul fondled her breasts and tweaked the swollen nipples causing her to moan in delight. The bra had barely covered the nipples with a thin film of lace and Paul had both tits out kissing and sucking on them like a starving baby. Karen was nearing an orgasm just from this attention. She leaned her head back and tried to force all of her breast into Paul's mouth, grabbing his head and holding him close. He decided to try the other tit and as he did, Karen looked down to watch. Damn! The clasp had grabbed her hair and was pulling on it so hard it brought tears to her eyes. She let go of Paul's head and grabbed her long hair trying to stop the pain. Paul realized something was wrong and asked, "What's the matter baby, am I hurting you?" "No" she screamed "This bra is trying to pull my hair out, help get me loose!" He was quick to off and help. They had her hair free and the bra off in just moments. Karen sat on the bed rubbing her head as Paul started to undress. She was a beautiful sight sitting there in a pair of white lace panties, her tits jiggling as she moved. Paul knew that he was a lucky man to have her for his wife. He was excited that she was going to New York with him. They could have some fun and he would get a chance to show off how pretty his wife was. Both of them jumped when they heard a little voice at the door, "Mommy, what's wrong? I heard you yell." "Nothing Sara honey, just go to bed and I will see you in the morning." This never works so Karen put on a robe and took Sara back to the kids' room. She tucked Sara in and checked on little Timothy. Paul finished undressing while she was gone and waited in bed with just a sheet covering him. A tent in the middle showed he was ready and waiting for her. She turned off the lights as she took off her robe and slid into bed snuggling up to Paul. She warned him they would have to be very quiet as Sara was only in bed and not asleep yet. Paul kissed her and nibbled on her neck. He soon dropped down to her breasts where he spent extra time kissing and sucking on her sensitive nipples. She was getting very aroused and took his dick in her hand, stroking it up and down, playing with the head, and occasionally massaging his balls. He took her lace panties off and slid a finger into her hot mound. He dipped into the tight wet hole as she spread her legs. Karen moaned softly as he teased her clit using her juices as lubrication. She played with the drops of precum that formed on the head of Paul's dick till the head was nice and slick. Karen whispered, "I want this now!" as she guided the head of his manhood to the wet opening between her legs. Paul soon had his dick buried in her hot tight cunt. They lay on their sides kissing as Paul slowly fucked her. They were both breathing hard and moaning. They rolled so that Paul was on top. Karen brought her knees up and Paul pounded away, his dick reaching as far as possible into that hot wet love tunnel. "Mommy I can't sleep" a little voice from down the hall said. "Just lay still and close your eyes. Mommy will come check on you in a little while, okay?" "Okay." Paul sped up with his strokes and soon was at the point of no return. He pulled out and pumped hot sticky cum all over Karen's belly. They didn't need anymore kids right now and he hated to wear a rubber. Karen heard, "I love you honey," as he rolled over. She got up and put on her robe again. She went to the kids' room and checked on Sara, tucking her in and giving her a goodnight kiss. Karen returned to the master bedroom and looked at Paul lying there with his wavy brown hair and a body kept fit by his love of tennis. She loved the way his tight ass looked, it had been what first attracted her to him. Karen could still remember when she had first seen those cute buns bouncing around on the tennis court. Karen had commented on how sexy Paul looked in tennis shorts and one of her friends had dared her to get his attention. She had rolled the top of her skirt up till her panties just showed and pranced by the tennis courts. Paul had missed his shot and she would never let him forget it. "I am so glad I have him. I just wish we could make love like we used to, when it was all night, every night." When they were dating and first married, he had always made sure that she was satisfied. They would spend hours teasing each other and then he would bring her to a climax with his fingers or his mouth. She remembered how the nights back then were never finished till they lay drenched in sweat, exhausted, asleep in each other's arms. They had tried many positions and Paul loved it when they had anal sex. He had been very understanding when she told him that she just couldn't give head. She hadn't told him why, just that it was because of something that had happened in high school. Paul had said that he didn't care and that he loved her no matter what. Their sex life had slowly gone downhill. Karen, with pregnancies and then kids, had found little time for anything other than being a mom. Paul was busy trying to advance at work and was stressed out, only wanting to relax when he got home at night. Sex, much less romance was something they almost had to schedule ahead of time. It had become very routine and predictable. She often didn't have an orgasm unless it was a long session or something erotic had happened. Paul seldom performed oral on her now, since she wasn't into doing it for him. She seldom reached an orgasm from anal although it was Paul's favorite. Sex now was something they spent more time arguing about than doing. She smiled as she thought of one time when they had argued over the size of his peter. She had said that his six inches was plenty to satisfy her and he had said, "Six! I have seven at least." They had gotten out the ruler and by measuring it from the top and stretching it down, with the ruler snug against his belly it was seven inches. Karen had been smart enough not to argue that six was all he could get in her and instead she had bragged on how big around it was at one and one half inches across. She stood in the doorway of their bathroom, cleaning herself with a warm washcloth. She considered getting herself off as she rubbed it between her legs but decided that she was too tired and it was too late. She slipped back into bed to the sound of Paul snoring. *** CHAPTER 2 *** Paul was having lots of trouble at work. Sam wasn't being any help as he got ready to go into the hospital and Paul's assistant Joyce had just given notice that she was leaving in a month to get married. Mr. Saddler had hired his niece, Laurie to help, but she just a senior in high school and worked afternoons when she got out of school. She was good with computers but little help on the company network. Paul spent almost as much time checking on her work as he saved by having her there. He had more to do than ever before and the only way to get it done was to work late almost every night. This helped in some ways as he could work on the computers and the network easier if they weren't in use. He knew he had been neglecting his wife but planned to make it up to her on the trip. Karen was unhappy. Paul was supposed to help over the weekend keeping the kids so she could finish shopping, instead Paul had been at work both Saturday and Sunday, now he was working late Monday. She needed help to finish with the arrangements for the trip and Paul was always at work. Here it was the Monday before the trip and she still had to finish with shopping, get the kids to her parents, and finish packing. She called the babysitter and made arrangements for the kids to stay there from 3pm till she got back from shopping. The babysitter was a high school girl whose parents let her baby-sit at their home. They would feed them supper and understood that Karen was pressed for time before the trip. She warned them that she might run a little late getting back. Karen decided to get something really sexy for the night out in New York and while she was out she would return that damn bra that pulled hair. She checked several stores but found nothing she really liked. It was starting to get late when she stopped at the store where she had bought her last outfit. She grabbed the sack with the bra and the receipt before marching in. Lucy was at the register and remembered her so there was no problem returning it. Lucy asked, "Do you want cash or would you like to exchange it?" Karen decided to exchange it and told Lucy that she was also trying to buy a cute outfit to go clubbing in. Lucy went with her, and after looking at many racks of clothing and trying on many pieces, Karen had found one dress that she really liked. It was solid black with a short skirt, almost a mini, sides with opening that laced up, medium sleeves with cutouts at the shoulders and a low cut front. She finished it up with thigh high black stockings black lace panties and a black garter belt. She was in the dressing room when they announced over the intercom that the store was closing and could all remaining employees and customers please leave by the side exit. Lucy told her not to worry there was a night guard at the side door that would let them out when they finished. She assured her it was not uncommon for people to stay late. She was an assistant manager and often stayed late herself. Karen came out and walked back and forth in front the full-length mirrors by the dressing rooms. Lucy let out a low whistle and said "Wow, that should get some attention." Karen wasn't sure. "You know these once stood straight out," she said cupping her breasts. "Do you think they sag too much?" "Well, I think they look fine but we can try relacing the sides or a support bra." Lucy suggested. Karen looked in the mirror decided to redo the lacing in sides and see if that would give enough support. It would have to be done with she was still in the dress. They didn't see anyone else in the store so Lucy knelt down and started to undo the lacing on the right side. There seemed to be a lot of extra body contact and Lucy's delicate hands caressed her as they worked with the laces. Karen's nipples were soon pressing against the thin fabric of the dress making swollen mounds with pencil eraser tops. Karen glanced down and noticed that Lucy's top had flared open. Lucy's aroused nipples appeared to be trying to poke through the thin white lace bra she had on and Karen could see the large dark area surrounding each nipple. The Trip (by Fallen) How could this be? She had never been this turned on by a woman before much less considered that she could have the same effect on another woman. Lucy moved to the left side to loosen the laces there. Karen watched as Lucy worked, lost in watching this beautiful slender woman kneeling at her side. She was really starting to get aroused and could barely stand still. Lucy noticed and asked if she would like to move over to a padded bench that was close by. She could lie down on her back as they laced the dress back up. Karen, glad to quit holding her arms up and get off her feet, was happy to move. Karen lay down on the bench but walking with the dress unlaced had caused her breasts to try and pop out of the sides. Lucy came and knelt by the bench. She reached into both sides of the dress as she leaned over and said, "We need to be move these back into place." Lucy gently cupped both tits as she moved them. A soft moan escaped from Karen's lips as her nipples rubbed against the fabric and she closed her eyes. Karen moaned again as her nipples were rolled between fingers and thumbs. Lucy leaned up a little more placing a light kiss on Karen's lips. Karen wanted to tell Lucy how she had never done anything like this before but another more urgent kiss kept her mouth and her mind busy. Karen reached up and held Lucy, who was kissing her neck and licking her ear lobes. Karen was amazed at the softness and feel of another woman. She took Lucy's head in her hands and brought it back to her face where she gave her a long kiss. She breathed in the scent of another's perfume. Their tongues were soon exploring each others mouth as their hands explored each other's body. Lucy's hand soon had found its way down to caress the hot wet mound between Karen's legs. Karen ground herself against Lucy's hand trying to get some relief from the heat building inside of her. She felt like she couldn't breathe as Lucy exposed one breast and kissed it, gently biting her nipple and pulling on it with her teeth. Karen's hands found the zipper on the back of Lucy's dress and without thinking, she pulled the zipper down, grabbed both sides of the dress, and gently pulled it apart. Lucy stopped, leaned back, and slowly stood up allowing the dress to slide off. Lucy reached back and undid her bra dropping it to the ground as she kicked off her shoes. Karen stared amazed at the size of Lucy's nipples and areolas. The areolas covered what seemed like the entire front of the breast with long extended nipples. Karen stood and reached for the pointed globes as Lucy stepped from her pantyhose. Lucy inhaled sharply as her sensitive nipples were gently squeezed between the fingers holding her breasts. Lucy quickly slipped Karen's dress off, kissing her as she lowered it to the floor. She knelt and grabbed the black lace panties pulling them down, leaving the garter belt and stockings. Karen stood paralyzed with desire and doubt, unsure of what she should do. Lucy slowly ran her hands up Karen's sides as she leaned forward towards the wet blonde patch that was boiling with arousal. She buried her face in this wet volcano, her tongue searching for and finding the clit buried in the folds. Karen's legs turned to rubber as Lucy's tongue sent waves of pleasure shimmering through her body. She melted onto the floor with Lucy following. Lucy parted those swollen lips covered in blonde hair and began licking the exposed clit, then driving her tongue into the hot hole beneath. Karen began to buck her hips as her first orgasm hit. Lucy sucked on the clit getting as much of it as possible in her mouth while flicking it with her tongue as it streamed gobs of pleasure. Lucy slipped two fingers into Karen's hot cunt reaching for the spot. When Lucy's fingers found it, Karen went into a second and more intense orgasm. Karen went from moaning to screaming "Oh my god, oh, oh fuck me, please suck me, oh, oh, oh." The orgasm never seemed to end, with wave after wave of intense pleasure flowing through her body. Karen finally had to say, "Stop, stop, Oh please I can't stand it " Lucy needed some attention too but wasn't ready to give up the feast she was working on. She quit just long enough to get up and straddle Karen, dropping her face back into Karen's pussy. Karen looked up and was stunned to see a dark triangle with smooth shaved lips beneath it. Lucy's clit was large like her nipples and was proudly showing between the glistening lips. The aroma was tantalizing and the sight and smell excited her. Karen reached her tongue up and gently licked at the clit that was pointed down at her. When Lucy felt that first touch she began to move up and down on the squirming tongue. Karen tried to explore every part of this new marvel with it. She was happy to find that she enjoyed the taste of another woman. The soft smooth shaved lips reminded her of a slobbery kiss. Karen returned her attention to the swollen clit that was protruding at least an inch, sucking and nibbling on it. Lucy reached her first orgasm and drove her cunt down onto Karen's face, shaking and moaning. Karen was having a hard time getting any air with her nose buried in Lucy's pussy and her lips wrapped around that long clit, all she can do was suck in air around it. Lucy screamed "Oh yes you little slut, eat me, eat me, eat me now." Karen's tongue flickered across the swollen clit then with a long slow lick it would disappear between the smooth lips into the juicy depths. She kept at this until Lucy began to orgasm again. Karen drove her tongue deep into Lucy and vibrated it against the spasming walls. Lucy's orgasm slowly faded and she lifted off Karen's face. They stood, holding each other as they gently kissed and talked. "You know I have never been with another woman before" said Karen "or cheated on my husband." "Well you were fine, and this isn't quite like you had been cheating with some other man" Lucy said as she rubbed her fingers across Karen's nipple. "Maybe but what if someone had caught us. I should go home," Karen protested. "Well no one did and we still have to finish fitting that dress and replace the bra," Lucy pointed out. Karen put the dress back on and Lucy laced it up till it was skin tight. The top was stretched thin and it might as well have been painted on, as it revealed every thing under it. There was still a little sag but it didn't bother Karen now. Lucy told her she looked great in the dress and that if she was trying to get someone's attention that should do it. Lucy still nude walked over and picked out a bra with a front closure to replace the one Karen had returned. Lucy asked Karen to take off the dress and try on the bra. The bra fit fine and as Lucy undid the front closure she said, "Look." They stood in front of the full length mirrors caressing and admiring each other. Karen had large breasts with small pink puffy areolas, large nipples, full figured and with long blonde hair top and bottom. Lucy was slender, with dark hair and complexion, smaller breasts with large dark areolas, long nipples and a shaved pussy with a triangle of hair above it. They made a beautiful pair contrasting as they did. One was blonde, light complected, and full figured. The other a brunet, slender and dark complected. They were soon in each others arms again lost in sexual bliss. Lucy laid Karen back down on the padded bench with her ass at one end. Knelling between Karen's legs, she soon had Karen riding the waves of orgasm as she sucked and licked. Lucy had started with two fingers slowly running them in and out the dripping cunt but soon had three and then four fingers ramming the contracting walls. Karen wasn't sure she had ever had an orgasm this strong or long before and as she raised her hips up to meet the thrusts of Lucy's hand, she never wanted it to stop. Lucy could tell Karen was nearing a peak. She folded her thumb in and as she met Karen's thrust, her whole hand entered that hot steaming cavern stretching and filling it. They paused for a moment both amazed at what had happened. Oohs and aahs came from Karen as the small hand slowly pressed into her depths. Lucy's fingers reached the end just as Karen climaxed again releasing a fresh flow of juices. Lucy formed a fist and began to slide it back and forth. Karen screamed "Yes, yes, oh my god, oh don't stop." Lucy used her tongue as a little sword jabbing it at Karen's clit every time Karen would raise her hips impaling herself on Lucy's arm. They were getting a rhythm going with Lucy pulling her fist back till it caught upon the muscles around the opening of Karen's cunt, then she would plunge forward as Karen thrust her hips up to meet the invader. Lucy was amazed at how much of her arm Karen was taking, if she went much deeper she would be halfway to her elbow. Karen was on the verge of passing out, her whole body was tingling like it was on fire, with the fire spreading from her cunt. Lucy decided to go one more step this time and when her fist could go no deeper she spread her fingers and wiggled them. Karen found that last level of sexual nirvana and screamed as she passed out. Lucy withdrew her arm and hand and moved up to Karen's face. She shook Karen and asked her if she was all right. Lucy began to get a little scared when Karen wouldn't answer her. When Karen finally began to come out of it, Lucy showered her with kisses. Karen assured her she had just passed out from the force of the climax. Lucy warned her that it was getting late and they should get dressed and go before the cleaning crew showed up. Karen, when she could walk, agreed and they packed up Karen's items. Lucy said she would put the dress on her card as she got an employee discount. After dressing, checking their hair and makeup, the two walked downstairs to the side door. There in a little room by the door was the night watchman. Lucy waved to him and said "Hi Jake could you buzz the door and let this customer out?" Lucy told Karen she had to go and sign out but that she hoped they could get together again soon. Karen wasn't sure, as this did not all seem very real to her, it had been great, but she could not believe she had done something like this. Karen was so glad no one had caught them. She didn't know if she could tell Paul about this or not. Lucy was right and it wasn't quite like cheating since it had been with another woman and besides it was partly his fault for not taking care of her needs. No she would not tell him now maybe after the trip to New York. There was no sense in risking a fight just before the trip. The more she thought about it, the better it sounded and if the dress had that effect on Lucy, just think what effect it would have on Paul. She stopped and picked up the kids, apologizing for being late but still getting home long before Paul. Lucy punched her timecard and then she went into the little room where Jake the night watchman sat watching the monitors of the different areas of the store. "I need to take this security tape," Lucy said. "I'm not surprised," said Jake "That was quite a show!" Lucy slipped a new tape into the machine over Jake's head "You just be sure you don't say anything or I might have to have you fired." "Oh I would never say anything," said Jake. After he buzzed Lucy out of the building, Jake pulled a tape from a VCR under his desk and put it into his pocket. "No I would never say anything. Why should I as long as I have videos of all of it," Jake thought to himself. *** CHAPTER 3 *** Karen felt better than she had in weeks. She was a little sore from all the sex with Lucy but a lot of the frustration that had been building inside her was gone. She talked to Paul that morning about final preparations for the trip. She was leaving tomorrow to take the kids to her parents and would spend the night. Back on Thursday morning, they would fly out on the one o'clock flight. She had them both packed and ready to go. Paul had not seen her little black number yet and it would be a surprise for when they went out Saturday night. After what had happened last time she had it on, she just knew that it would lead her and Paul into a night of hot wild sex. Finally the long awaited day arrived and they were off to the airport. Paul asked about her parents and if the kids had been good on the trip. He seemed to have a weight lifted off of his shoulders. The plane was slow to arrive, by the time it was refueled, and all the passengers were loaded, it was already 30 minutes behind schedule. Then they were told while waiting to take off, that another plane was limping back in and they would have to wait to use the runway till it had landed safely. Paul was fuming as they only had an hour layover in Phoenix to catch their connecting flight. Karen tried to calm him down, after all there was nothing they could do. They landed at the Phoenix airport with maybe enough time to catch the connecting flight if they could find the other gate. Karen tried to keep up but had to stop and use the restroom and they missed their flight by about 8 minutes. Paul was sure that if she could have held it they could have made the flight. Paul checked and their luggage showed to have made the plane even if they hadn't. The next flight was at 7pm and arrived in New York at 12:35am. Paul called the hotel in New York, told them his situation, and asked them to hold his room. "No problem," said the desk clerk, "We will have a limo there to pick you up too." Paul finished on the phone and told Karen that he had fixed her screw up but that they needed to find a place to wait for the later flight. They waited at an airport lounge and Paul had several drinks. He wouldn't talk to her at first but after they had been in the lounge for a couple of hours, he mellowed out. Karen began to worry that if they stayed in the lounge any longer, he would be too drunk to get on the next plane. She convinced him to go and walk around the airport with her instead of sitting on a barstool. As they walked, Paul couldn't keep his hands to himself and though embarrassed Karen was getting turned on by all the attention. They finally came to an area of the airport where there was no one around. Taking a big chance, she opened the door to the ladies restroom and peeked inside. It appeared to be empty so they went in and got into one of the stalls. Karen leaned over the toilet while Paul dropped his pants. He raised the back of her skirt and lowered her pantyhose, leaving him a clear shot at all his wife had to offer. Paul put a little spit on the head of his dick and aimed for the blonde bush before him. Karen's hand helped to guide the meaty arrow to its mark. She gasped as he rammed the hard pole to its hilt. They were both teasing and laughing as they enjoyed a little sex with the added element of danger. Karen was moaning and had reached an orgasm when Paul began to stiffen. He pulled out and was just shooting a load on her ass when the bathroom door opened. They tried hard to be quiet but the giggles and snickers coming from outside of the, proved that everyone knew what was happening. Paul and Karen got dressed but couldn't seem to keep from laughing themselves. With an "Excuse us ladies," they opened the door to the stall and headed for the exit. As they walked through the small group of stewardesses, several giggled and asked if he was passing out free samples. The 7pm flight was on time and they made it to their seats with lots of time to spare. They both were embarrassed when two of the stews were ones they had seen in the bathroom. Paul had more drinks on the plane while Karen read a magazine she had brought. When Paul got up to go to the restroom, he even had one of the stews ask him if he was going to need a little help in there. They finally made it to JFK and eventually found their luggage. The driver and Karen poured Paul into the limo and talked as they were on their way to the hotel. The driver asked if their flight had been good and Karen told him about the missed connection. "Pretty common when you have to make connecting flights with a short layover," observed the driver. She told him of their plan to go out on Saturday and of some of the places that people had recommended to them. One of the clubs that she named, The Red Baron, the driver told her was no place for a lady. It had been a very nice club with great jazz bands till the gangs had moved in and claimed it as their turf. Paul snored away in the back seat as he slowly fell over. At the hotel Karen checked in and got their room key. She and the driver helped Paul to the room and then the driver brought up their luggage. Karen thanked him for all his trouble and gave him a $50. She wondered if that was enough and decided it probably wasn't. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and asked if there was someway that she could get him for a driver, if she needed to go somewhere in the city. He gave her a card and said she could request him Fred, for her driver from the limo service if he was available. She thanked him again, closed, and locked the door. Now all she had to do was get Paul undressed and into bed. She finally got him undressed but left him to sleep on top of the covers, as his 178 pounds was too hard to move by herself. Karen checked the mini bar and found a small bottle of white wine. She took the bottle and turned on the television. She flipped through the channels and finally settled for an old movie. "Here's to a romantic weekend in New York" she told herself. When the show was over and the bottle empty, Karen turned off all the lights and went to sleep to the sound of Paul snoring. Paul was in a foul mood the next morning. He had gotten up with a hangover and late for his first meeting. Karen heard him fuss and just stayed in bed. She told him she would try and meet him for dinner that evening. Around the middle of the morning, she ordered room service and asked for coffee, a bagel, and some juice. After breakfast in bed, she checked to see what other services the hotel had to offer. She called down to the beauty saloon, or the Paris Boutique of Hair Styling and Makeovers, making an appointment for Saturday morning at 10 to get ready for the banquet. She called down to the main desk and left a message for Paul to call when he was dining for lunch. She also asked if they could restock the mini bar with extra white wine and Paul's favorite beer. Paul called back at 12 and asked what she needed. She asked him about dinner plans. Paul told her he had several late meetings, one at 9 PM and that while she could join him for dinner, he was committed before and after to these meetings. She decided to pass and told him that she thought she would take in a show and have dinner out. He told her to be careful, that he loved her and was that he was sorry about how he had been acting. Karen called the limo service and asked if Fred was available for the evening. They stated that yes he was and would she like to reserve a limo and driver. She said yes, and left her name, hotel and what time she wanted to be picked up. She spent the rest of the afternoon just enjoying the hotel and being alone. Karen had checked with the main desk about shows for the evening and gotten a ticket to one they recommended. She tried out the sauna and Jacuzzi before spending the last of the afternoon primping and getting dressed to go out. Fred picked her up at the appointed time and asked "Where to?" She asked him if he had any recommendations or favorite restaurants she could go to for dinner. Fred told her there were many good places and he would have to know what she liked before he could help. She said she wasn't sure what she wanted but that she had to be at the show by 9. "Which show is that?" Fred asked. She showed him her ticket to the off Broadway show. Fred had heard it was a good show but a little controversial because of the nudity and sex in some of the scenes. The Trip (by Fallen) Fred found her a nice Italian restaurant not far from the theater. She finally convinced him to join her for dinner even if it was against the rules for the driver to leave the limo parked and empty. They had a great time. She found out that at 42, he was trying to upgrade his pilot's license so he could fly bigger planes. She told him about her two beautiful kids and asked if he had any. Fred said yes but both of his sons were gone, one to college and the other lived in southern New Mexico. He told her that his wife had left back when the boys were still in high school. The empty house was one of the reasons he drove a limo, being on call 24 hours a day on weekends. They talked and laughed finding out much about each other's lives. They even exchanged addresses and phone numbers. Karen told Fred that if he ever flew into Arizona to call her and maybe they could have lunch. Fred laughed and said, "When I get hired on to the commercial lines I will try and fly there first. Lunch will be on me though, you just have to promise that you will call and request me for your driver when you come back to New York." The time passed rapidly and suddenly it was time for them to leave for the show. Karen wished that Fred could go to the show with her but knew that he couldn't. She told him she would tell him all about the play when it was over. Fred and the limo were waiting in front of the theater when the show let out. He asked her if she had enjoyed the show. She told him that while it had been a good show, it had been a bit strange. The plot centered on a man leading a normal life, who has terrible things happen to him, leaving him alone and destitute. He winds up having to make money by selling his body and finally finds true happiness with another man. Karen blushed, "I was amazed by the sex scenes. Lots of nude bodies and gay sex displayed right in front on stage." Fred laughing said that it takes all kinds. Karen agreed, "But I'm not sure I want to watch it all on stage." They both laughed. When she got out at the hotel she gave him a $100 and a kiss on the cheek. "Your husband is a very lucky man," Fred said as they walked into the hotel. She left Fred at the front desk, where the limo charges were being added to the room. **** CHAPTER 4 *** Karen found the note on the bed when she got back to her room. It was from Paul and said that he and several people from the conference were down at the lounge and she should join them when she got in. Karen called down and had Paul paged. She told him that she would prefer it if he came up and they spent the time alone in bed. Paul said that he was in the middle of a big dart game and that as soon as it was finished he would come on up. She decided to get ready for bed and looked through her things for something sexy. She found the little baby blue teddy she knew Paul liked seeing her in. Stripping, she put on some perfume and the little teddy. It tied in the front and just came down past her waist, feeling daring, she left off the bottom that went with it. She checked the mini bar before she got in bed and grabbed a bottle of white wine. Opening the bottle she poured a glass and turned on the television. Karen kept thinking of the show she had seen and the main character. He had the biggest dick she had ever seen except in porno movies. The television listings showed a porno channel so she clicked over to it. She finished the first bottle and got another, making the toast "Here's to another romantic night in New York." She was getting turned on watching the movie and wished Paul would show up. She started to finger herself as she imagined having that huge dick from the show in her now. She stopped and got up to go pee. The two bottles of wine had made her real tipsy but she grabbed another one while she was up. She crawled back into the bed and turned up the sound on the television. A well endowed red-haired biker was pounding the meat to his girlfriend while she was giving another leather-jacketed stud a blow job. Karen's hand found its way to her damp mound. Her fingers burrowed into the wet curls as she tried to get relief from the longing she felt. She found no relief from the need to be filled by a large hard dick from just her fingers. Karen reached for her wine but grabbed an empty bottle instead. The bottle with its long sloping neck looked like it had been made for just such an occasion. She watched the biker slide his huge pole in and out of the shaved cunt. The scene and sounds had Karen so hot and wet that she was willing to try any substitute for her man. She raised up on her knees and placed the bottle under her, it's neck just parting her dripping lips. Karen slowly lowered herself on the bottle as she imagined being filled with the dick she was watching on the screen. She squeezed one breast, moaning as she closed her eyes. "Baby that feels so good, I'm going to cum any minute." Karen felt like the biker was talking to her and humped the bottle, like it was a piece of stiff man flesh. Her eyes still closed her fingers beat a rapid tattoo on the stiff clit that peeked out with each downward stroke. Karen's face flushed and she bit her lower lip as she tried to keep from making too much noise. The biker yelled "I'm cumming," and Karen opened her eyes to watch, as he pumped hot cum all over the rear of his girlfriend. She reached her climax as he reached his. Temporally sated she gave her nipple a last loving twirl and raised up off the bottle. She placed it by the bed and stretched out on top of the covers, gently playing with her sensitive nipples. Karen tried to finish the third bottle of wine but fell asleep with the television on. Paul and his friends finally finished up a couple of hours after he had talked to Karen. It seemed that it took several rounds of drinks and several games of darts to come up with a winner. Paul and three of the guys from the lounge rode up the elevator together since they were all staying on the same floor. Paul got ribbed about all the trouble he was going to be in when he got to his room. He assured them that he had it all under control, "Why don't you guys just come in and have a beer? You'll see who wears the pants in my family." They all laughed and said sure, they would love to have another beer and see him get yelled at. Paul unlocked the door and heard the TV, "Honey we have visitors." He swung the door open and the guys went in first. Paul followed and found the guys standing there staring at Karen asleep on the bed with her legs parted. "Oh shit, you guys get out," Paul said and shut the door to the bedroom. They protested and wanted the promised beers. Paul grabbed three beers from the fridge in the bar and tried to shove the fellows out the door. They all laughed and sat down around a small table. Tim took out a deck of cards and soon all four of them were playing poker and drinking. Paul and two of the guys decided to rent a stretch limo together on Saturday night to go out clubbing in. The guys teased Paul about how unfair it was that he had a beautiful half-naked woman in the next room. He laughed and bragged that they hadn't even seen her best features yet. By the third round of beer, they needed to pee but the bathroom was in the bedroom with Karen. Paul asked them to wait till he could cover her up. The TV was on in the bedroom and it showed a beautiful woman tied spread-eagle to a bed. She was blindfolded and people were standing around the bed. Paul turned off the television and tried to move Karen off the covers. She was sleeping very soundly and only mumbled as he shifted her around. He remembered his bragging and came to a sudden decision. The bed faced the sitting room but with the bathroom door open it blocked the view. Karen was lying with her legs open and one of her arms over her eyes. Paul carefully untied the top of Karen's teddy and exposed as much as possible of his wife's tits. He turned off the lights but left the bathroom light on. The light from the open door to the bathroom fell right on Karen as she lay passed out on the bed. Paul came back and told the guys that they could go and piss now but that it was time to call it a night. They each came out with a big smile. Saying goodbye they went to their rooms but first they had to kid Paul about who didn't wear the pants in his family. "You guys better not say anything or she will kill me," Paul said as he closed the door. Paul thanked his lucky stars that Karen had slept through it all as he grabbed another beer from the fridge. Looking at his wife spread out for the world to see and thinking about the guys was really getting Paul hard. He rubbed his dick through his pants, as he wondered, what it would be have been like if the guys had stayed and fucked his pretty wife. He took his clothes off and started to beat his meat. Paul put down his beer and climbed on top of Karen. He spread her legs even more and guided his stiff shaft to her sweet little hole. Karen started to wake as he forced his dick into her dry hole. "Oh, oh, you are hurting me," Karen said as she tried to move and ease the pain. "This big dick of mine is just too much for you. It will get better soon." Paul said. He pumped till her juices flowed and then pulled out to rub her puckered little asshole with the slimy head of his dick. He spit in his hand and used it for lubrication before pressing into her tight rear. Paul lifted Karen's legs upon his shoulders and pumped his hips. The slick shaft entered into the hot tunnel and went deeper with each stroke. Karen endured the attack on her rear but finally suggested that she get on top, another one of his favorite positions. Karen's hand gripped Paul's shaft as she knelt above him. She maneuvered the stiff pole between the swollen lips of her pussy, eager to have it fill her. Karen's hand slid up to her damp forest seeking the clit hidden within the blond curls. She rode the pole under her as she teased the clit between her fingers. Paul reached up and fondled the bouncing tits. He played with her nipples till they turned to rocks perched on puffy pink areolas. Karen's moans increased as she neared an orgasm. Paul knew that he could not last much longer. He had her lift up while he guided his dick back to her tight brown eye. Karen slowly let herself back down as his slick pole entered the small opening. Paul pressed his pole into the hot tight tunnel. He made several small strokes before he got it all buried inside her ass. The feeling of being buried to the hilt was too much for Paul and he shot his load deep within her bowels. Karen felt the hot cum spurting inside her and it sent her over the edge. She slowed her fluttering fingers and applied a firm pressure to her twitching clit. They waited till his shrunken dick slid from her ass. Karen then stretched out beside Paul to cuddle and kiss. She was glad that they were finally doing some of what they had planned to do on the trip. Karen hoped that tomorrow would be even better, with that sexy little black dress and Paul in a good mood. Sex two days in a row already! Yes this might be a trip to remember. *** CHAPTER 5 *** Paul woke Karen up as he was dressing to leave. He told her how much it turned him on to see her lying there with no panties on. Last night, he was just so horny from finding her asleep with only a top on that he had to jump her as soon as he got in the room. Karen told him it was all right and that it was about time that they had a little wild sex in their life. Paul had to leave and told her to be ready for the banquet. It was to start at 4 with cocktails. Karen dressed and went down to have breakfast with Paul. The appointment for having her hair done was at 10 am. They had a quick breakfast and Karen went back up to the room, to bathe and lay out her outfits for today. Paul's last meeting is at 2 and then he will come up and change for the banquet. Karen took a long hot bath and while thinking about shaving her legs, she called the Paris Boutique. She found that they did waxing, pedicures and sculpting. Unsure what sculpting was she just said, "Give me the works," and asked to have it done with the appointment for her hair styling. After her bath, she dressed and wandered down to the Boutique. Signing in, they told her to go to the back for her manicure and pedicure. About an hour later she went to another room where they do the waxing. While they were waxing her legs, she was given a notebook with pictures of different sculptings that they have done. "Oh my," she thought as she flipped though, they are talking about shaving me down there! The more she looked the better the idea seemed, if seeing her naked before had turned on Paul then imagine how much more if she had it shaved and trimmed. She finally picked a heart shaped design but wasn't sure about having someone else shave her down there. She asked to meet the person who would do it. Soon this sweet extremely gay guy came out and after talking to him, she felt that all would be fine. He told her that he had been doing this for years and that he made most of his money sculpting designs for ladies or just bikini trims. He told her that what he really liked was shaving the guys and that he would do that for free if the boutique let him. She suffered through the waxing and moved to another room with mirrors all over, even on the ceiling, with a reclining barber's chair in the middle. In the corner was a vanity with a swivel stool and some hangers for clothes. John or Joan as he preferred to be called, had her remove everything from the waist down and sit in the chair with her legs apart. She was then asked to lean back and Joan sat on a little stool between her legs. He raised the chair till he could work easily and said, "Dear if you want to, you can watch what I'm doing in the mirrors." He then worked with scissors, trimming away till the outline of a heart appeared with the point starting just above her pussy lips. Try as she might to ignore it she was getting aroused from all the attention down there. Joan seemed not to notice as he lathered her up and started to shave away the bush she had had since she was a teenager. He had to ask her to please try and hold still while he shaved around her lips. She told him she was sorry but that it was hard to hold still while he worked on such a sensitive area. Joan assured her it was a common problem and that many of his customers required some time by themselves to relax before dressing. "We even keep a few items to help them relax in the drawer by the dressing area. Soon she had no hair from her ass to her bellybutton except for a prefect little heart. Joan wiped her dry and stood up admiring his work. "A master piece," he said "Do you mind if I take a picture for my records?" Karen decided it would be fine as long as it didn't show her face. Joan or John left after taking the picture and told her to take as much time as she needed getting dressed that no one would disturb her. Karen stood up and noticed that the shave had everything feeling much different. She walked over to the vanity to dress but stopped to admire how her new little blond heart looked. She reached down and fluffed the little heart with her fingers. She reached a little lower gently running her hand over the new bare area. She was already aroused and the feel of her fingers rubbing across her now super sensitive pussy almost made her come. "Wow," she thought, "maybe I do need to relax for just a little bit before I sit through having my hair done." The feel of walking and air on her bald cunt was about to drive her crazy. She went and locked the door to the sculpting area. She stood for a moment just enjoying the feel of her own touch on her bare cunt lips. Her hand massaged the silky smooth lips while a finger dipped between the damping lips to caress the button hidden there. She moaned and looked for a place to sit down before she brought herself to a climax. The fuzzy pink stool at the vanity looked inviting and she was supposed to be getting dressed. She sat down and resumed playing with her clit feeling the heat build inside of her. She frigged herself with the middle finger of her left hand. She reached out with her other hand to steady herself, holding onto a drawer handle as she reached her first orgasm. When it passed, she noticed that the drawer had come open a little bit and it was the drawer Joan had mentioned. Karen was curious about just what items they had to help the customers relax and pulled the drawer out till she could see what was in it. Her pussy tightened around the two fingers she had in it, when she saw all the vibrators and dildos. Karen almost shut the drawer but she just had to look. She had only seen this kind of stuff once or twice before and it really aroused her curiosity. She was aching to be filled and her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they picked up several of the items in the drawer. She finally settled on a 7-inch vibrator and opened a fresh rubber to place over it. She turned the vibe on low and rubbed her clit till it became so sensitive that she moved the vibrator down sliding it between her glistening pussy lips. She slowly slipped it into her cunt with little circular motions. She could feel the building orgasm and decided it would feel even better if she turned up the vibe a little. The vibrator seemed to jump out of her hand when she turned the dial. It buzzed madly, and surprised, she let it slip out of her. The buzzing tip found her clit and started her cumming. Karen plunged it back in her tight hole pumping wildly. She pressed the vibrator in with both hands till she touched her clit. Her fingers became almost a blur as she tapped her love button and the end of the vibe. When she reached the climax of the orgasm she pressed hard against her clit, her fingers sinking deep into her dripping snatch. Her knees touched as she held the buzzing intruder deep inside her. The orgasm slowly faded and she withdrew the silver vibrator and turned it off. Karen threw away the rubber and replaced the vibe in the drawer. She looked at the time and hurriedly dressed, already late for the next appointment. Her appointment was running past lunch and it was already 1pm, so while she was getting her hair done they served sandwiches and fruit with your choice of juices. Karen got a little miffed when she was through with her appointment as they wouldn't charge everything to her room and she had to put it on one of her cards. Their explanation was that the Boutique, while in the hotel was not run as part of the hotel, also they said some of their charges had been refused by companies who were paying for rooms for employees. Karen found that it was hard to walk back to her room without getting very aroused the sensations from her fresh shaved areas demanded her attention. She was sure everyone could tell, as it seemed they were all looking at her. The door to her room was a welcome sight as she got off the elevator and walked down the hall. One of the other guests winked as he walked by and said "Nice seeing you again." She couldn't remember meeting him before but she had seen a lot of people here in the hotel. Karen was relieved to get back to the privacy of her own room. She still had to get ready for the banquet tonight and if her panties had rubbed over her clit one more time she would have had an orgasm in the hall. Right now she needed to get out of these clothes and start putting on her makeup. Well maybe the makeup could wait just a little longer till she gave her clit the attention it was demanding. *** CHAPTER 6 *** Karen was glad that she had gotten a chance to relieve some of the sexual tension and was hoping that she could make it through tonight. It was late enough that she had to start dressing for the banquet. Her new white bra with the front closure had half cups that let her nipples peek over. Taking it back off she found there was a little fringe of lace folded down at the top of the half cups. Putting the bra on with the lace unfolded, it just covered her nipples. "Thank goodness," she thought, "You can see down the front of this new dress if I bend over." She put on her robe and started to put on her makeup. She didn't think she could wear the white lace panties even if Paul had liked them on her, not now. Paul showed up running late and urging her to hurry. She decided if he was in that big a rush she would just wait to show him what she had done. They managed to be ready in plenty of time even with Paul stopping every ten minutes to tell her they were going to be late. The Trip Ch. 01 Barry drifted from sleep to semi-consciousness and back, his thoughts imagining a woman taking his hard cock deep into her mouth. Barry slid his hand down his side to stroke himself. His fingers felt a head between his legs, waking him with a shock. He looked down, catching the eyes of his girlfriend, a smile across her face as her head bobbed up and down on his throbbing cock. "Oh Gggdddd, Susan, I thought I was dreaming," Barry said, grabbing her hair with his fingers. Susan moaned, then hummed as she continued sucking his thick rod. They were visiting her parents and Susan must have slipped into his room earlier that morning. Barry moaned softly, trying to keep his voice down. He watched as her head rose and fell, his cock disappearing into her sexy mouth. Susan could tell he was about to cum. She was trying to decide whether to let him cum in her mouth or whether to slide onto him and take him into her wet pussy. She didn't have to decide... Barry grabbed her shoulders, pulling her up to him. Susan let her breasts slide across his chest, knowing how much he loved that. They kissed passionately, Susan rocking her hips against his hard cock. She slid up a little further then let herself slide back down a little. Barry's thick cock sank into her, his head spreading her lips wide as he entered her tunnel. "Oooohhhh gggddddd, Barry," Susan groaned as his cock plunged deep into her. "Ooohhh gggdddd, fuck me hard, Barry, Plleeeaaaassse!!!" Barry pressed his lips to hers hard, trying to muffle her moans, his hips thrust faster and faster. He felt her muscles gripping his cock as it slid in and out of her tight pussy. Susan bounced up and down on his shaft, feeling the thick tool filling her, stretching her wide. Barry groped at her tits, pulling at her hard nipples as his cock plunged deeper and deeper into his girlfriend. Waves of electricity shot through her body as his cock pounded her wet cunt. "Ooohhh fffuuuucckkkkk, Barry," Susan moaned, pulling his head to her full tits, feeling his mouth sucking on her hard, sensitive nipples. Susan could feel his cock growing thicker inside her tight cunt, stretching her. Her body began to shudder with anticipation, her orgasm building deep within her trembling body. Barry grabbed Susan, pulling her body down to him as he pounded her hard, his hips slamming against her firm ass. Again and again he thrust, driving his cock deep into her tight cunt, feeling it gripping him, trying to hold him inside her. Susan buried her face into his chest to muffle the sounds of her ecstasy. Barry slammed into her, feeling the friction of her grip. He held her tight, feeling her tits crushed against his chest as his cock throbbed and jerked in her, filling her with his hot juice. Susan bit Barry's chest as she felt his cum slamming against her walls, sending her over the edge. Her orgasm ripped through her body, her pussy contracting, grabbing at the wonderful cock that had just given her so much pleasure. Both Susan and Barry continued rocking, milking the moment for as long as they could. Susan squeezed her muscles tight, holding Barry's cock deep inside her, a technique she had long practiced and mastered. Barry held his lover tight to his sweating body, feeling her grip on his sensitive cock. They lay there for a while, basking in the afterglow of their love, his hands caressing her body. After several minutes, Susan lifted her head, looking at Barry. "Why don't you just stay here until its time to go? You can have this everyday," she said, smiling, kissing his chest and face. "We can fuck every night on the beach and every morning wherever you want." Barry smiled, shaking his head, "I have to go. You know that. I promise to be there when I'm supposed to." They lay there for another half hour, cuddling in each other's arms. Barry didn't want to leave, but he had been planning this trip for a long time. Susan fell asleep in his arms, her warm body held tight to Barry's. Barry eased out of bed, showered, and packed for his trip. Susan watched him from the bed, leaning against the headboard. "Don't you want these for the next few weeks, Barry?" she cooed, squeezing her tits with her hands. 'And what about this? It's going to miss big daddy," she laughed, sliding her hand down her belly to her wet lips. She slipped a finger inside her pussy, sliding it in and out, moaning softly. "You don't fight fairly," Barry laughed, "I'll have to remember that." He leaned and kissed her tenderly, one hand lightly caressing her breast. Susan moaned, loving his touch. "I need to get going, Susan. You'll take me to the interstate?" "Of course, baby," Susan replied. Half an hour later, they kissed again, this time with more urgency. Barry slipped out of the car and waved good-bye. He had three weeks to get across the country, from Jacksonville to San Francisco. That should be enough time, he thought to himself, his cock already hard, missing his girlfriend's tight pussy. The Trip Ch. 01 We love our new boat and enjoy taking it out as often as possible. It was a Saturday and our kid was off for the weekend with friends. Steve and I decided to make a day of it on the boat. We got an early start and were enjoying the mild morning for this time of year. We had both dressed for the morning temperatures but underneath we both had on our swimwear. Steve had on his normal suit and me with my new Wick Weasel bikini. It was extremely sheer on the top and bottom, and SMALL. The material was so thin that it barely hid my nipples and bottoms showed off my camel toe. Being a little shy I would not have worn this in public but since we were going to be on the ocean, just the two of us, I was very comfortable. We were a couple of miles out and anchored the boat and did some fishing. As the day progressed and it became warmer, we started shedding our morning clothing to get more comfortable. Steve, taking all of his clothes off except for the tight bathing suit, that showed the shape of his cock, still soft. I decided to do a little teasing and only took my shirt off to show off my new swimsuit top. When Steve saw this his eyes got a little bigger and focused on my breasts and said, "Michele, I love your new suit." I giggled a little, which made my boobs jiggle (and my nipples get harder). I said, "If you like this much of it wait until you see the whole thing," with a big smile. We went back to fishing for a while and all of the sudden a wave hit the side of the boat and splashed water on me. With the material so thin, the water caused the top of my suit to become transparent and my nipples became clearly visible. I turned to Steve and acted like nothing was different but saw the look in his eyes as he saw my new top wet for the first time. I looked down at his crotch and saw his cock slow starting to get hard. I looked for a few minutes and watched it grow to a semi-hard erection and walked over to him and placed my hand on his crotch and rubbed both his cock and balls. Then I leaned into his ear and whispered, "Later big boy, later". Knowing I now had Steve's attention I walked a few steps away. With my back to him I unbuttoned the shorts I was wearing I asked "Where are you putting our clothes to keep them dry?" Then I slowly slid my shorts over my hips and made sure that I wiggled my thong covered ass so that Steve would take notice, and notice he did. Then I bent at the waist to finish lowering my shorts and to give an unobstructed view of my butt and my now starting to tingle pussy. I looked back to see you pointing to where to put the shorts, which I already knew, and noticed that "big boy" was even bigger and thicker. I do love that thick cock. I smiled and stood up and put the shorts away. After putting my shorts away, I walked back to where I had been fishing. My path back to that spot meant moving past Steve. When I got to the point where I had to get around him I turned making sure that my butt would rub up against his crotch and slowly moved past him making sure to grind my bunns up against big boy for a second or two. Then I moved back to my pole, fishing pole that is. I looked back and noticed a wet spot on Steve's trunks right where his engorged cock head was. In those trunks there was no hiding what he had between his legs now and my pussy got wetter and wetter, thinking about the pre-cum that I like to taste so much. But that would have to cum later. I cast my line into the ocean and decided that I wanted Steve to stay at least semi-hard. I decide to move the cups of the bra to the side pretending to want to get some sun on them. A little while later I gently start to rub my nipples with my fingers, gently rubbing and then rolling between my thumb and index finger. I was starting to get turned on by doing this, but more important was that Steve was watching the whole show. I would glance over catching him rubbing his cock through his trucks when he thought I wasn't looking. Seeing that made my pussy twitch even more. I looked at Steve and using my index finger motioned for him to come over to me. I was in the sitting position when he came over and his cock was bulging only about a foot from my face. I reached up and with my index finger and middle finger I touched the wet spot on his trunks and asked, "Where did that cum from and what may I ask caused it." He just looked down on me with a big poop eating grin on his face and said nothing. Then I slid my two fingers down the length of his rock hard cock along the large vein on the bottom of his penis. A low groan escaped from his mouth. I continued my motion on his cock with my two fingers moving up and down, slowly oh so slowly. Teasing and saying "Now come on Big Boy, what caused this." He smiled and said, "You know what cause it, YOU!" "Now how did I cause that?" After saying that, I reached up to his trunks and pull them down to just above his knees. I looked up at him and said, "What's the matter hon, pussy got your tongue." He looked at me and said, "You know how you caused it." "I do huh, well why don't you tell me to be sure I know why." Then I reached up and grabbed his hand and placed it on his cock. "And while you're telling me I want you to slowly stroke your cock form me while I watch." As I moved my hand away I cupped his balls in my hand giving them a gentle squeeze. He said, "Well okay, but if I am gonna do this you need to do some rubbing also, of yourself." "Well what would you like me to rub?" He said, "I want you to rub your pussy for me. Would you do that please?" "Well how do you want me to rub it, like this?" as I reach down an massaged my pussy with my hand, "Or would you prefer to see my little kitty?" as I reached an pulled the crotch are of my suit to the side exposing for the first time my pussy to the air and it felt good. Then Steve said, "Yes that way, I want to see it." Still slowly stroking his cock. I reached down and started massaging my pussy with my whole hand feeling the wetness I was generating. As I asked him "Well?" I parted my lips with my middle finger rubbing in up and down, flicking my clit every once in awhile. "It started when you took you shirt off and I saw your new suit for the first time, I just stared and watched as your nipples started getting harder and harder." His hand was starting to move a little faster now. "I was okay then until the water soaked your top and it was like you weren't wearing a top." The head of his cock was starting to grow bigger and thick and his pace increased. "You didn't help my case much when you came over and rubbed my cock and balls and talked nasty in my ear." I said, "Me talk nasty?" "Yes, you," he said. But the real killer for me was when you turned around and wiggled your shorts off your hips and I saw what little there was to the bathing suit, it just went straight to my cock." By then I was watching Steve jacking off and listening to him say why his cock got so hard and getting hotter and hotter myself. I slowly slid a finger in my pussy and said, "Ummmm, go on." Steve was starting to breath real hard and I knew it wouldn't be long now. "Then when you bent over to take your shorts off, I thought I was gonna cum in my trunks." Fast and faster he was stroking as I slid a second finger in. "When you went back to fishing and had to pass me and you rubbed your ass on my cock, I almost grabbed you by the hips, pulled your string aside and started to feed my cock into your pussy right then and there. I wanted to do you right then and there, and I didn't care which opening." My pussy was really starting to contract around my fingers now as I listened and watched. I looked up at Steve and said, "Is that what you want to do right now, you wanna slid your hot, hard, thick cock into my pussy, huh, babe?" "Oh God, yes, more than anything in the world right now!" I told him, "Lean down here baby." When he did this, I whispered in his ear, "Lean you face down near my pussy, so you can smell how hot it is." Still stroking his cock and he put his face inches from my honey pot. "Can you smell how hot she is, can you see how wet you have made her, see how sloppy wet you have made her." "Oh yes", was all he said. "You wanna put your tongue in my pussy, baby, you wanna taste my love juices?" All he could get out was a muffled moan. "Baby you wanna slid the thick head of you cock in there, wanna feel that wetness on your dick?" "Oh yes, pleeeeeeaaaasssseee." Then I looked him in the eyes and said, "Nope that will come later." He was stroking harder and harder as I told him, "For now you can come on my tits. You wanna come on my tits or stop." With that he stood up and took the head of his cock and place the slit full of precum and started rubbing it on my hard nipple and then the other. Back and forth. It slipped between my breasts and I pushed them together trapping "Big Boy". Steve then started to hump my boobs, pumping his ass up and down. I reached around and grabbed his ass, massaging his cheeks. My finger finally found his butt hole and I slowly slid my finger in a little way and then farther. I started sliding my finger in and out of his ass. While he was fucking my boobs, I was finger fucking his ass. He gave one last lunge and then his cum shot all over my chest. He collapsed on top of me and I slid my finger out. We kissed and smiled at each other as I said "Later Big Boy, later you get some more" To be continued. The Trip Ch. 01 It's odd how things work out. I had been talking to her about a vacation at Hedonism for a couple of years. At 40 plus, my wife is a bit conservative. Strong Catholic up bringing. Good girls don't do things like that. You know the story. She had indulged me a few times and let me take some nude pics of her which we had posted on the web, using the name MrsAE (AE for alter ego). That's where I got my handle, MrAE. She claimed to be tolerating one of my little perversions, but she enjoyed the comments more than she would admit. She even got to the point that she would supervise my posting. Wanting to be sure that I only posted the most flattering pics. I love the thought of sharing my beautiful wife. I frequent the web sites, read the stories, and jack off to the fantasy. I loved posting her pics and corresponding with others who enjoy the same type of play. I often fantasized about watching her with another man. But, I really believed it was the fantasy that was fun. Reality was an entirely different matter. I was never sure I wanted the fantasy to become real. Then one night when she came home from a business trip, I got a surprise. She had been sitting on the plane next to a guy who had just returned from a vacation at Hedonism. He had told her all about it and what a great time he had. His stories excited her and she was ready to go. Funny how he stimulated her interest where I had been unable to. Maybe this was a hint of things to come. Naturally, I planned a trip as soon as we could fit it into our schedule. We are both professionals and work long hours. The planning was fun in itself. We shopped for clothes. MrsAE picked out a number of sexy casual outfits. She also bought bathing suits, one a tiny bikini. After all, she couldn't be completely naked in front of all those strangers, could she? We talked about what might happen. Maybe she would sun topless, not naked. She asked if it would be ok for her to dance and flirt with other men at the parties. Of course it was. I was as encouraging as I could be without giving her reason to call me a pervert. She was comfortable with my paying limited attention to the other women. Absolutely no swinging though. Maybe a little happy grab ass and fun, but no sex. She was worried about disease. We talked about soft swinging, and she was curious. I told her we would abide by what ever guidelines she wanted. She could play as much as she liked. I wanted her to be comfortable and have a good time. During the month or so before we left, our sex life was terrific. It had always been good, but after all those years together, there was not as much excitement. We would talk about her showing her breasts on the beach, and other men and women looking at her. She wanted to be naked, but was not sure she would be comfortable. But, she loved the thought of being able to show off. I was surprised to find she wanted to see the women as much as the men. I would talk to her about them admiring her body as we were having sex, and she would come quickly and strongly, some of her best orgasms in years. Occasionally, she would admit that having a woman look at her turned her on. But, it was talking about her flirting at the parties that excited her most. She loved the idea of teasing both men and women, without going too far. The trip was great. She wore a sundress. We had agreed that she would not bring any lingerie. Naked under the soft cotton shift, she was visibly excited. She bounced nicely when she walked. Heads turned in all the airports. She was loving being naughty. I loved it too. It was late afternoon when we finally arrived. The place turned out to be pretty much as advertised. Nice, but not plush. Rooms were ok, food was tolerable, service was acceptable. The first night was better than I had expected. We met some interesting people at dinner. One couple were experienced swingers, two others, like us, just looking for a little excitement. She danced with the other men and had a few drinks. Flirted and teased, but was still my sweet reserved MrsAE. When we got back to the room, I asked if she had enjoyed herself. I knew she had, her nipples had been at attention all night. She had let her dress ride up her thighs several times. She told me two of the guys had brushed her ass while they were dancing. She was sure they knew she wasn't wearing underwear. One had an erection that he rubbed on her tummy during a slow number. She was in heaven. Lots of excitement, no cause for guilt. We slept late the next day. As we left the room, she said that she wanted to go to the beach after brunch but she wasn't ready for the nude side. While we were eating, we saw two of the couples we had met the night before. They invited us to join them on the nude beach. She told them she was not yet comfortable with taking off her suit. Julie, one of the wives, told her no one would mind if she didn't undress. That was just what she wanted to hear. She could watch without being naked. Without even asking me, she said ok. As soon as we got to the beach, the other couples undressed. Julie was lovely naked. Slim, smallish breasts, but a great ass. Her bush was neatly trimmed, but I could clearly see her lips. Richard, her husband, was built about like me. Not really large, in fact, a bit on the small side. Amy, the other wife, was round, not fat mind you, but round. Full hips, large breasts, and completely shaved. She and Jonathon, her husband, were the experienced swingers. He was hung like a horse. One of the largest cocks I had ever seen. There were a number of other people there, some nude, some not. We saw Sara and Ken, the other couple we had met the evening before. Sara, who was topless, was also quite lovely. Ken, still in his brief suit, was pretty average. After an hour or so, the others began to tease MrsAE about being shy. She has always been a gamer and finally agreed to remove her top. I was astonished. Her breasts are large. She has beautiful pink areola and wonderful nipples. We don't get a lot of sun, so no tan lines. Everyone was extremely complementary of her, especially the guys. I knew what they were thinking, because I was thinking the same thing. How would it feel to see one of these guys fondling those lovely breasts? How would she respond? How would I respond? How would it feel to play with Julie, or Sara? MrsAE reveled in their attention. Soon, she was bouncing up and down the beach, playing in the water, completely relaxed. I loved watching her. I also loved watching the other men watch her. Ken was watching rather closely and seemed to be trying to hide an erection. I felt better about the excitement I was feeling. When my wife returned, I was surprised when she remarked about the size of Jonathon's cock. She was fascinated by it. I got another surprise when she said, "I can't imagine what that must feel like." Without thinking, I said, "Well, I am sure he would be happy to let you feel it." She just laughed, but it seemed that she paused for just an instant. A couple of hours of sun were all we could take for the first day, so we promised to meet everyone for dinner and returned to our room. MrsAE left her top off as we walked back. She had always been proud of her breasts, and loved having them on display. When we entered the room, she whipped off her bottoms and said, "I'm hot." Not really quick on the up take, I replied, "Yeah, it is warm." "No, I'm really hot, I want to fuck." It was a word she seldom used, yet another surprise. She lay back on the bed, legs splayed. I could see how wet she was from where I was standing. "Come on," she said, "fuck me." I dropped my suit, and already hard, climbed between her outstretched legs. She was giggling like a schoolgirl. I began kissing her inner thighs. That was just what she wanted. When I reached her lips and began to lick her clit, she came almost immediately. MrsAE is multi-orgasmic, and from years of experience, I knew she wasn't finished. She came twice more before I moved to enter her. As I slipped my cock into her, she began to move her hips. She really is a great fuck, when she is turned on. And, she was really turned on. After, we slept until dinnertime. This was going to be a memorable week. Second installment to follow. The Trip Ch. 01 I'm not sure how it happened, but this had been one of the most...adventurous...trips of my life. We were goin up to KC to visit my uncle and a few of our online friends while we were there. Just a quick trip...weekend trip only. We have a couple friends that live in KC and another a couple hrs north of KC. We also picked up one more friend on the way; he lives a couple or three hrs from us...so it was pretty much on the way. Also, my sister of the heart, who lives in Florida, had just started her vacation. It was her kids' dad's weekend so her and her man flew up to KC for the weekend...Overall, we had quite a crowd...Good thing Poppa is the night clerk at the hotel so we all got a good deal for the weekend...But I digress...Let me start from the beginning of the trip... ..."C'MON honey, we GOT to go...Froggie's waitin' on us...remember, we told him we'd be there around 12, and it's goin on 10, we gotta get movin'!!!!" "OK" I say, "I'm almost ready. God baby, I been lookin, forward to this trip for a month now...a few more minutes can't hurt. Besides Froggie's still sleepin', he had to work last night like I did. That way, ya'll can take turns drivin' while I'm sleepin'. I can't believe I didn't even PACK until today...God I gotta stop procrastinating." "You said it, not me. Are you ready now? Good, let's go....You sure Froggie said it's ok to take his truck, cause hell baby, we're both over 6 ft tall, and this car is barely big enough for just me." "Yeah, he said it's ok...He's really lookin' forward to FINALLY gettin' to meet everyone. Ok, let's go. As we started drivin', I started thinkin' about the night of my punishment...and as I was thinking about it, I was unconsciously caressing myself. I couldn't help it. It had been a long night, and I was still kinda' worked up from the little treat he gave me before I went to work. As I was caressing, I was thinkin' "Thank God I wore loose clothes." I mean, after all, it's a 12 hr trip with the little detour to pick up Froggie, so I had to make myself comfortable for the trip. Slowly, I run my fingertips up the tank top, over the top of my bra, and to my surprise, my nipple was hard as a pebble. I change positions in my seat slightly, and run my free hand down my belly, caressing that soft skin. "Man," I thought, "who knew my skin was this soft, I do like that new soap." As I continue down my belly, my hand slips between my shorts...ever so slowly, downward it goes...underneath the skimpy thongs...and between my legs. "Damn I'm wet and hot" I think. My fingertips were cool to touch, thus my shock as I touch my clit and it nearly singes my fingertip all the while sending shutters through my body from the smallest of touches. My eyes closed, I let out a small moan. It wasn't intentional, but I couldn't help it. He looks over, to ask me what was wrong, then sees what I'm doing. He sees that I am oblivious to the world and I continue to caress both my breasts and clit simultaneously. I don't even jump when he reaches over, gently slides his hand up my leg, under the cuff of my shorts, under my thongs, and into my dripping pussy. One finger, two...in and out gently at first...then slowly speeding up, faster and faster, harder and harder. I continue to pinch my nipples, flick my clit, sending little shocks throughout my body. With him finger fucking my pussy, and me applying more and more pressure to my clit and nipples...I soon buck off the seat of the car and cover his hands in my juices...then I open my eyes, look at him, look down at his crotch, notice his long, hard cock, and look around. He removes his hand from my dripping pussy at the same moment I do, I lick my finger clean, lookin' him straight in the eyes. He lifts his hand to his nose, inhales my husky scent, then cleans off one finger. He moves his hand over to my face and without hesitation, I open my mouth, take his finger into my mouth sucking all my juices off it, cleaning it as though it were his dick. As I give his finger a blowjob, he moans, and repositions himself as best as he can in the small car. "Good thing we're at Froggie's place baby, I don't think I can last much longer, Froggie'll just have to wait a little longer before we leave. C'mon, let's go wake his ass up. We have unfinished business to attend to." "My oh my," I think to myself, "It didn't take us as long as I thought it would to get here." I look at my watch...hmm...12:15. "Ok," I say, "Ring the doorbell, I really gotta go to the bathroom. Looks like you do too, we'll go together, it'll be quicker that way." I wink at him as he rings the doorbell. And true to every red-blooded American male past puberty, Froggie answers the door, nothin' but a loose pair of joggin' pants. Needless to say, he JUST woke up and well, there was a nice little camping ground goin all around, and me, I must have been the campfire. I look at these two, 6 ft. plus men in front of me, identical tents showin' up and say, "Hey there Froggie, it's been a long trip, and apparently, I'm not the only one needin' to go to the bathroom, mind if we come in?" "AHHH Rosie!!!" Froggie says, "Glad to see you both made it ok, c'mon in, bathroom's this way. Hey there Jr, how ya doin' man? Glad to finally get to meet you both." As I went to the bathroom...mainly to clean up, I heard my husband tell Froggie, "We really don't need to go to the bathroom, what we need is a bed, and judging from the look of you, you need one too. I know this is unusual, but she's always wanted a threesome, along with other things...She talks about you all the time and I want this weekend to be for her, and seeing to all her fantasies...Basically, I have a proposition for you. It's a bit unusual, but care to join us for a quickie...cause frankly man, I ain't been this hard in a while...when she moaned on the way here, I thought she was dreamin', I didn't think she was masturbating." "Oh damn man," Froggie said. "Are you sure you want to do this? Cause if you are, I'm more than willing. She truly is a beautiful woman, inside as well as outside." Jr looked at Froggie and said, "I'm sure...anything goes, so long as you wear a condom...she's not gonna have anyone's cum in her except mine." At hearing that, I get wet all over again, damn, gotta get cleaned up again. I finish doin' what I do, flush the toilet as a subtle warning I'm about to come out, wash my hands, (all that nursing training is deeply ingrained in my psyche...every time you go to the bathroom, no matter what you do, you always wash your hands on your way out.) Open the door and there my two men are, naked as the day they were borne, their flags at full mast...not a single droop anywhere. My mouth literally starts watering as my pussy, once again, begins to drip. I look to my husband, question with my eyes "Are you sure?" he replies with a subtle knod and says, "C'mere baby, as you can see, we have a problem and you're a bit overdressed." The Trip Ch. 01 Part 1. Hotel My best friend from college, Julie, was visiting Phoenix with her boyfriend, Dan. Her boyfriend was coming over for a company training trip and Julie decided to tag along for a short vacation and also because she hadn't seen me in a couple of years. I was not far in Tucson. And drove up to meet them. I waited till the last minute and the hotels were pretty booked up so I had a difficult time finding the room of my choice/budget. But Julie and Dan had two queen-sized beds in their room and offered that I stay with them. I accepted. Julie was a free spirit, and combined with her good looks, she was always found a way to have a good time and show her wild side. For some reason though, she did not have too many girl friends in college, and her and I ended up hanging out a lot together. I always found her attractive, but somehow we never ended hooking up. I was the yin to her yang. She was wild and I was calm. I got to the hotel and made my way up to their room. After saying our hellos, we took turns changing in the bathroom and headed out for dinner. Julie wore a cute little khaki skirt and a little white tank top, and some high-heeled sandals with straps. She looked hot as usual with her short-cropped dirty blonde hair, Meg Ryan smile, and her perfect, mostly natural, tan. She had nice perky, firm and full, but not too big breasts. Much of the time she could get away without wearing a bra, and due to her free spirit, she didn't like wearing one, and she did that as much as she could (she avoided panties just as much). She was about 5'7" with a sexy tight ass and athletic legs to match. Even with her good looks, she was unassuming, and not self conscious or shy. Which made her even hotter to me. After dinner we headed back to the hotel. Dan had to get up early for his training, so I hit the bed, but Julie and I went down to the hotel bar for drinks. To get the vacation going, we both started doing shots. It wasn't long before Julie was wasted, and we headed back up to the room. Due to her inebriation, Julie could not manage to undo the straps on her sandals. So she sat back on a chair, raised her legs one at a time and asked me to unbuckle them. Her skirt slid under her butt as she did so, and completely exposed her panty-less and neatly trimmed bush and ass. Since I was wasted as well it wasn't until I undid the second sandal that I realized what was happening. Julie followed his eyes to her exposed self, and realizing her "oops" giggled, and quickly covered up. Since she was used to sleeping naked, Julie did not bring anything to sleep in. Dan loved to see her in lingerie, so she did bring a little black sheer baby doll and a g-string to match. In her drunkenness she thought that her lingerie would provide her with some semblance of modesty, so she put that on while I was using the bathroom. When I came out of the bathroom, the room was pretty dimly lit. I looked at Julie and did not think twice of it. Until Julie went to get cigarettes out of her luggage and turned on a lamp. Then the light just came right through her outfit and silhouetted her perfect breasts and nipples. As she was sifting through her luggage, she bent over. The baby doll rose up and her perfect ass, accented by the g-string, came into view. I was in hard-on heaven! I couldn't believe he was looking at Julie practically naked. She asked me if he would join her for a smoke, and like someone hypnotized, he followed her out to the balcony. I was in shock. I could not comprehend that Julie was talking to him face to face and he could clearly see her tits. Every so often, a breeze would pick up the hem of Julie's baby doll and completely expose her butt. After her smoke, Julie decided to call it a night. And I had to go jerk off in the bathroom to get some relief. Dan was gone early next morning, before both Julie and I were up. When woke I up, Julie was sitting on the balcony smoking. Much to my delight, she was still in the same outfit as last night. When I came out to the balcony, Julie did not seem at all uncomfortable by her state of semi- undress. In the daylight, her lingerie was completely transparent. Julie and I sat across from each other, had a smoke and made caught up on old times for a little while. Julie said to me " Sam, I am so ready to have a good time. I love Dan, but he is such a bore. He doesn't realize I really enjoy my freedom. Will you help me have a good time during my vacation?" "I'll do my best," I said with a smile. Mean while, I could not help and stare at her tits as she spoke to me. I was in boxer shorts, which did little to hide my excitement. Julie, asked me" do you mind if I dress like this? I am on vacation and really don't feel like dressing up." I said I didn't and Julie looking down at my tented underwear, smiled and said "I didn't think so". I didn't realize, but due to my excitement, my enlarged cock had started sliding out of my underwear. I also did not realize that there was pre-cum oozing out of my cock. Suddenly Julie felt something wet on her foot. She shrieked and bent down to see what it was. At first she took the tip of her finger and wiped off the wetness. She sniffed her finger to try and figure out what it was. Then she felt more of wetness on her. As she put her head under the table to check the source, she saw the tip of my cock sticking out and dripping pre-cum. Julie started giggling. She said, "Sam I'm so sorry, I did not mean to get you this excited". Before I could digest that information, Julie reached over and squeezed the tip of my penis, making my precum stream out even faster on to her hand. She then tucked my penis back into my boxers. Raised her fingers to her mouth said "mmmmm...I love precum.." while she licked her fingers clean. With that she leapt up and headed back into the room. While I was still getting over my shock, Julie got on the phone and ordered breakfast through room service. Embarrassed and in shock, I decided to take a shower to cool things off. For the second time in 24 hours I was jerking off to visions of Julie. I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waste. I started to shave but heard some voices out in the room. When I peaked around the open door I saw it was room service bringing their breakfast. Julie, stilled dressed in her lingerie, was guiding the man delivering the food towards the balcony, as that's where she wanted the breakfast set up. I couldn't believe she was so non-chalant about her state of undress. The room service guy seemed to be speechless. Julie bent over to get the tip out for the guy. As she did so, her baby doll pulled up all the way up, exposing her athletic and beautifully tanned ass and g-string. Julie smiled while she tipped him. The man could not help staring at her breasts as she did so and almost tripped on his way out. I was barely starting to shave when Julie came and pulled me out, saying that the breakfast was getting cold. I had to oblige. So there we sat on the balcony again. Me in my towel and Julie in her baby doll lingerie. At this point I asked her if Dan didn't mind me dressing so immodestly around other men. She replied that she was a free spirit and always dressed however she liked. Also, she was on vacation, and she didn't feel like she shouldn't be inhibited just because I was there. Then she told me I should loosen up too. As I was standing up I asked her " and how should I do that?" Before I knew it, Julie had pulled my towel, leaving me completely naked, and ran inside. Instinctively, I chased after her. With little room to run, she dived on the bed, holding my towel in front of her. I jumped right on top of her, trying to wrestle my towel out of her grip. Her torso was now over the edge of the bed, with just her g-string clad butt and legs resting on the mattress. And gravity had pulled her top over her head, leaving her completely bare from the waist up. The whole time she was in a fit of giggles! With me on top of her she became unbalance, both her and I fell over the edge of the bed on to the floor. Then I felt her skin against my skin. And it hit me. I was lying completely naked on top of an almost naked Julie. In an instant I both got a boner and panicked. And in my panic, grabbed at my towel and pulled. Only, it wasn't my towel. I heard a rip. And found myself holding what was once Julies baby doll. I looked at my hand. Looked back at the now topless Julie, who now sat up and realized what had just happened. "Shit!" she screamed! And laughed at the same time. She made a flimsy attempt to cover her breasts with one arm. But due to her laughter, her breasts were jiggling too much to be completely obscured by her feminine arm. Suddenly she got up. Exclaimed that playtime was over and ran into the shower. Leaving me all at once excited and confused. Through the open door I heard her shout that now I'd have to take her lingerie shopping, since I tore up her baby doll. She got no arguments from me. Once I got back to reality, I realized that I had a golf lesson scheduled in little while. I shouted over the shower to Julie that I was leaving, and she shouted back that she would be hanging out at the pool all day and to come look for her there. (To be continued) The Trip Ch. 01 It had been 3 months since her previous master had gone she was still addicted to him and was disappointed when she had gotten the email directing her to come out this evening to find someone else. But as she had before Alisa obeyed him put of the clothes he instructed her to, did he make up and headed out to the party. Her heart really wasn't into it she felt like she was betraying him in someway, even though this was his request he had warned her this day would come when he took her on as a student. He had told her he was only preparing her to be a good slave for her next master who would be permanent he hadn't told her that she would have to find that person on her own. She was about to leave when she saw him from across the room. He was perfect soft blue eyes curly brown hair soft tanned skin. He had softness in his eyes but a certain arrogance in his movements. Alisa steeled herself and walked across the room on a path straight for him. Once she was in range of him she slid her way through the group of people he was talking with and when she got to his solid lean torso she pressed herself much closer then she needed to her hard stiff nipples straining against the thin material of her dress became wildly sensitive as she slid past him into the washroom feeling his gaze following behind her ash she ducked into the lavatory door. Once inside she ducked into one of the stalls carefully locking the door behind her she took down her panties and started to rub her clit. Her nipples ached with sensitivity as the rough lace mercilessly caressed the two hard points contained inside of them. As she was about to cum she stopped pulled up her panties and walked back out of the stall she washed her hands and walked back out into the crowded room again she saw the object of her desire and quietly excused herself as she once again pressed herself against him as she slid past he looked down at her and she looked up with innocence in her eyes but her low cut almost sheer top and perfectly positioned breast said, that look was a lie. He smiled at her as their eyes met and she dropped her heavy lashes as she smiled seductively back and for a moment it looked as if he may peel away from the group as she slithered past but a strong tap on his back sent him full throttle back into the conversation again. Feeling defeated Alisa plopped herself back on the barstool and turned her back to the gentleman who's attention she had tried to silently gain. She sat pouting into her Southern Comfort she heard a thick Australian accent besides her ordering a drink. "Give me 2 cosmopolitans and whatever the lady is having." He said motioning towards Alisa who had just poised her moth to refuse when she realized it was the handsome gentleman and evidently she had managed to get his attention. "Thank You," Alisa Said as she accepted the drink her nervousness showing on her face. "No worries," he replied easily, "A lovely lady like yourself shouldn't be sitting here all alone drinking a drink she bought herself. I'm Eric by the way." Alisa blushed half from his comment and half at her awareness that her nipples felt like they were trying to make their way through her bra and dress. He invited her over to sit with him and although she wanted to her shyness won out and she declined the invitation pleading an aversion to groups of people. He made her promise she wouldn't leave until he had a chance to talk to her which she instinctively committed to. He returned to his group and passed around the drinks he procured for them he reinserted himself to the conversation and Alisa listened as his distinctive accent drifted across the room. Filling the air and exciting her. It didn't take long for him to close out the point he was trying to make and excuse himself. Alisa waited in breathless anticipation as he made his way across the room and sat down beside her. They talked for quite a while before the party started to thin out and it got quiet. "I know we've only just met and you'll probably think me a pig for asking but my hotel is just down the street and I was wondering if you'd be interested in heading their for a night cap." Alisa paused for a moment, her heart raced. He probably just wants sex. It had been 3 months since her Master had left her to train another sub in how to be a good slave. She wanted him so badly. He didn't seem the Dominant type but she would have to find away to present him with the idea. "Night cap?" she probed. "Just talk. Maybe some Frank." He quickly added, "I'm not a bully. I wouldn't want you to do anything your not comfortable doing." "Which hotel?" A perfect smile slid across his boyish face and he gave her the name of a hotel about 5 blocks away. She agreed to go as long as they could walk she needed fresh air after all the Southern Comfort she had consumed. They walked down the rain slicked streets of downtown Vancouver and Alisa worked up the nerve to present him with a very unique situation. When the conversation became a little more risqué she started to insert small submissive signals to her host not sure he was picking up on what she was saying she decided to try a more direct approach. "What you mean whips and chains and the whole lot?" "Well that's a part of BDSM... but it's really about intensifying sexual pleasure through mind control." "Wow, I would never have pegged you for the type to say something like that. But I guess I can't really say anything bad about it because I have never tried it but it all seems a bit morbid to me. So what are you saying you want to tie me up? " "No I was thinking more the other way around" he shot her a quick look to see if she was serious, "Blindfold me, tie me up, pull my hair." She gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm not good with the idea of bossing people around." "I'm not used to the idea of being bossed around either that's why its fun in the bedroom to get you out of your comfort zone." "Hmm... well I always though of sex as a very mutual thing..." "Bondage is mutual or the submissive wouldn't be wet the whole time. It's about prolonging the sexual experience for both parties and making it more intense. It's about mind control as much as body control." "And how on earth did you decide you liked it?" "That was the easy part, I realized that I enjoyed watching a man get off, my orgasms were always way more intense if I came after my partner then before. Also I realized a man's orgasm is much more intense when a woman is begging for it." "I see your point. Here we are." He said holding the door open for her. "You sure you still want me to come up I haven't scared you off?" "Get inside now," He ordered playfully letting her know that he was warming to the idea. Giving him a quick wink she obediently walked through the lobby of the hotel hands elegantly at her sides she proceeded to the elevator and pushed the button. He came up beside her and placed his hand at the small of her back guiding her into the small room as the doors opened he stayed close to her and she felt her panties getting wet in anticipation it had been so long for her to not have anyone demanding anything of her. They reached his floor and he led her to his room his hand never leaving her body as he retrieved the key from his pocket and lead her in the room. Flicking on the light he went over to a radio he had obviously brought with him and the gentle strains of Frank Sinatra Filled the room. "So you'll have to teach me what it is I'm expected to do in this situation" "Anything you want you're the master, I'm just here to enhance it." Alisa stripped down to her thong and bra and stood in front of Eric he back straight her ample chest heaved in short ragged breaths. She could feel him drinking in her appearance devouring her with his eyes but still afraid to touch her. She removed his tie and covering her eyes with it she made a makeshift blindfold for herself reaching out and on instinct alone she began unbuttoning his shirt. He finally reached up and touched her running one long lean finger along her collar bone brought her nipples to full attention and a chill ran down her whole body making her tremble under his touch. He ran his finger from the center of her throat to her bra allowing it to rest for one moment between her cleavage as if deciding which way to go. Alisa's clit throbbed in her panties but she had been well trained and she didn't move a muscle even though the throbbing was almost too much to bear. He was standing behind her now she could feel him looking at her and she stood statue still as he reached up and unfastened her bra and slid it down her arms. "I'm not used to this..." "Shhh....You're doing fine. It's all about anticipation." He was standing in front of her now his right hand cupped around her left breast his thumb gently caressing her nipple he took a step closer so that their bodies were almost touching and took his free hand and slipped it into her panties and drew in a long heavy breath as he realized just how wet she was her clit hard and swollen between his fingers as he probed deeper she spread her legs apart a little more to give him the proper access. "My gawd woman you are so hot and wet." Alisa let out a sound that was somewhere between a giggle and a moan, which made Eric want to just bend her over and pound into her pussy until he could ease the tension growing in his own pants but this was a fun little game so he continued to play along. Taking a nipple in his mouth he rolled the nipple between his teeth and flicked it lightly with his tongue sending another tremor through Alisa's body out of reflex she arched her body into his and her lips parted seductively as she drew in a long steady breath. Eric could actually feel her clit pulsating in his fingers and would give it a bit of a pinch which caused Alisa's knees to waver just a bit. Putting his hand on her shoulder and applying just enough pressure to let her know he wanted her one her knees Obediently, she dropped down and waited for him to direct her she could her him unfastening his belt and unzipping his pants. Her clit throbbed and almost ached in anticipation of what he may do to her next. He was standing behind her and she was almost disappointed in thinking he was going to fuck her now. He didn't. He instead took her hands from where they rested so perfectly still at her side and put them behind her back using his thin leather belt he secured them there and a smile played on Alisa's lips. He was a fast learner. She assumed he was naked now as he came back to stand in front of her he reached up under her chin and tilted her head up towards him her long wave hair in a wild mane around her face eyes hidden behind his black tie, lips parted inviting anything he wanted. He felt the power of the moment, he took his dick and slid it in her mouth Alisa squeezed her legs together tight to hold off the orgasm that was threatening to release itself down her inner thighs. She took his cock in her mouth and swallowed it down as if it were brandy he put his hand at the back of her head and controlled her rhythm as he plunged deeper and deeper down her throat almost choking her with his dick. His hand still wrapped in her hair he pulled her mouth off his dick and pulled her to her feet. He led her to the bed where he bent her over it. She was quite the sight he took a moment to take her in. her long legs and stiletto heels, leg spread wide black thong hands bound behind her back the ends of his tie brushing the mattress as she dangled there above it not moving. He came up behind her taking the head of his cock he rubbed it over her clit her spit and his pre-cum allowing it to slide easily over the swollen sensitive skin pushing her forward just enough to make her over sensitive nipples relentlessly he massaged her clit with the head of his dick making Alisa moan and beg for him to fuck her. Wrapping his hands in her hair once more he plunged his dick inside of her and then pulled her upright whispering in her ear. "Since it's all about anticipation as you say maybe I won't let you cum at all..." He reached around and took her nipple in his fingers and gave it a pinch feeling her pussy pulsate around his dick her self control amazed him and he wanted to see how far he could push her before she broke. This was more fun then he thought it could be she may have given him a new addiction. Bending her back over he began his slow and steady thrust inside of her as she became wetter and wetter he slid in and out easily holding her close enough to the bed for her nipples to brush the top she was whimpering now begging for his permission to cum. He pulled out again and began attacking her clit with his head again Alisia's knees began to quiver and give out as she gave into her body's will watching her pussy and ass start to spasm in orgasm he quickly grabbed her by her hips and impaled her on his dick again thrusting hard and deep inside her pussy swallowed him in as she washed him with her juices and moaned apologies for not getting permission he felt all of the power and control he had over her build into an earth shattering orgasm that made him cry out Alisa remained perfectly still as he filled her pussy with his cum her breath ragged and him still inside her he pulled her up again to place a long gentle kiss on her neck. Bending her down he removed himself from her gave her a swat on the butt and instructed her to pack his things he would be spending the rest of his time at her place. Obediently Alisa scurried around the room torn thong still around her waist Eric laid watching from the bed he smiled wondering when he should tell her his trip is permanent... The Trip Ch. 01 Kim looked down at her over-stuffed carry-on bag with an exasperated sigh. She now regretted the three extra pairs of shoes she brought 'just in case'. There was no way it would fit into the incredibly small compartment space above her seat and she didn't want to find another bin away from her row. Her long curly black hair fell around her face as she attempted to force her 12" bag into a 9" compartment when she unexpectedly felt the arm of someone brushing against her back. Suddenly, a large masculine hand grabbed her bag and realigned the others in place, easily fitting her luggage into the slot. She looked around and saw the bluest of blue eyes looking back at her. "That's got it," He said with a smile. "Sometimes you just have to play with it a bit. It always fits." "Thanks!" Kim couldn't stop staring at his eyes. She finally broke her gaze and found her seat next to the window. The stranger looked down at his ticket and looked up at the seat assignments. "Well, looks like we're going to be neighbors. This is me," He said pointing to the seat directly next to hers. Kim looked up and smiled again. "I'm Brian," he said extending his hand. She grabbed it and was taken aback by the sheer strength of his shake. "I'm Kim. Nice to meet you." She quickly released his hand and began to buckle her seatbelt. Brian dropped his briefcase down in front of his seat with a thud as he tilted it on its side and shoved it under the chair in front of him. He swiftly removed his jacket and the first class flight attendant, as if on queue, swept by and hung it up for him by the cockpit door. He sat down, buckled his seat belt as well and reclined his seat as far back as it would let him and yawned. His long lean body stretched the entire length of space and then some. He looked over at Kim who was pretending to read a magazine. "Going home?" He said running his fingers through his brown, curly hair. It looked like he hadn't slept in a while. "No, I live here in Los Angeles, I'm just going to San Francisco to visit." "Ah, spend time with some family or friends?" "No, I'm just going because I've lived in L.A. all my life and I've never been to San Francisco," She looked at Brian. "How sad is that?" Brian laughed. "Well, I'm impressed with your sense of adventure." He looked down at her smooth brown legs and impure thoughts flooded his mind. "I live in San Francisco. I'm going home after a week in L.A. on business. Can't wait to get back, actually. I hate L.A." Kim abruptly turned toward him and furrowed her brow. "Excuse me? L.A. happens to be one of the greatest cities in the country." She said matter-of-factly as though the topic were not even up for debate. "Have you even been anywhere outside of L.A.?" Kim let her eyes drop down to the magazine on her lap. "I've been to Sea World San Diego." Brian's guffaw was so loud the other passengers looked up to see what was going on. "Then how would you know that L.A. is the best city if you've never really been anywhere? That's why I hate L.A. The people there have a mentality that the whole world revolves around them. Not to mention the traffic. Give me San Francisco any day. I've been all around this big world of ours and I still come back to the bay area with anticipation." He looked at her again, she, still pretending to read her latest issue of Entertainment Weekly, trying her best to ignore this man next to her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I just think you should experience more of the world before you make such broad claims. I'm sure to you, L.A. is great -- but that's only because you've never really been anywhere else." Kim put her magazine down and smiled at him. "I'm not upset. I just grew up there, you know. It's hard listening to someone bad mouth your home town. It's like someone bad mouthing your favorite sports team." "Oh?" Brian said surprised. He sat up in his seat with interest. "You're into sports?" "No." Brian chuckled, reclining in his seat once again. "Then what exactly DO you do?" "Apparently, I sit on planes and talk to strange men about my likes and dislikes." She looked down at her magazine again. "I see. And how is that working out for you?" Brian mused. "Well, you know. It's slow going but as someone so eagerly pointed out, I'm trying to expand my horizons." Kim said coolly, not looking up from her magazine. Brian laughed so hard he bolted straight up and forward toward his lap in convulsions. Kim watched as he lost control of his body in amusement and the comical sight of it all made her laugh out loud along with him. The two of them had spent the length of the trip conversing and laughing during the hour long flight. Brian truly enjoyed talking to her as he thought Kim was an extremely attractive, funny and interesting woman. He learned that she played the Oboe and was a graphic artist for a major tech company in L.A. She told him that she had just begun to get her wings and wanted to start traveling the world, but first she'd start with the great state of California. As the plane started to descend, Brian found himself dreading the moment when they would part at the airport. He really liked this woman and wanted to get to know her better. When they landed in San Francisco, Brian helped remove her bag from the overhead bin and walked with her out on to the jet way and into the airport. They grabbed their respective luggage from the carousel and began to part ways. "Well, I guess this is it. It was really nice meeting you, have fun in San Francisco. It's really a great city." "Thanks! I'm sure I'll have a great time." Kim smiled. Brian thought he could live in that smile forever. He lingered for a moment until Kim glanced around looking for the rental car booths. She saw the "ground transportation" sign and started walking in its direction, waving to Brian on the way. Brian turned and slowly walked away. He got no further than a couple of yards before he turned around, found Kim in the crowd and tapped her on the shoulder. She looked around and was pleasantly surprised to see Brian's face smiling back at her. "Forget something?" she asked. "You wouldn't want have dinner or something, would you?" He said clearing his throat. "I mean, if you're hungry," Brian said looking down at his feet. "And if I'm not hungry?" Brian laughed. "Then I guess I'll have to think of some other excuse to see you again." "Brian, I just want to be clear, I'm not looking for anything. I just got out of a pretty serious relationship and I don't want...I don't want to mislead you into thinking this is going to go anywhere." "Hey, it's just dinner, nothing serious. To be honest, I'm not looking for anything either, I just thought maybe you wouldn't mind having a tour guide that's all," he said lying. "That's all?" "That's all", Brian repeated with an ominous grin on his face. "You swear?" "May God strike me where I stand", he said reaching out for her bag. Kim smiled and let Brian carry it. It was heavier than he expected. He strapped it onto his one free shoulder as the pair headed out toward the ground transportation exit. Kim stopped at the rental car booth to pick up her keys while Brian waited. He kept looking at her and thinking how glad he was that a lightening strike had not made a liar out of him. Of course he wanted to be more than friends with Kim. Who wouldn't? Look at her. She was hands down one of the sexiest, sweetest and most interesting women he'd ever had the good fortune to meet. Kim was wearing a red flower print dress with a neck strap. The soft and subtle outline of her neck and shoulders met with the material. Droplets of hair fell to her shoulders like crystals on a chandelier and the remainder of her hair was pinned up in a loose bun. The top of her dress didn't reveal much cleavage, which was fine by Brian but the thought of what was beneath that material made him smile. The hem ended just above her knee and Brian found himself staring at the silky brown flesh of her skin beneath them. Her red three inch heels made her legs even more inviting. Brian couldn't help but wonder if and when he'd get the chance to see more of this lovely creature. Kim finally got her keys and walked over to Brian. "All set. I've got a Toyota Corolla", she said looking down at her keychain. She looked up at him and smiled as he again grabbed her bags and headed to the car lot. Brian loaded her bags into the trunk as Kim opened the driver's side door and sat down. Brian walked over to her and stood in the open door watching as Kim settled herself in her seat. He reached in his front shirt pocket and handed Kim a business card. "This has my cell number on it. Give me a call when you get settled into your hotel and we'll make plans from there." "Okay," she smiled and placed the card in the passenger seat. "I'll talk to you later," she said staring up at his big blue eyes that seemed oddly bluer in the dim parking garage light. "I hope so." Brian closed the door and watched as Kim drove off in her blue Corolla. He wondered if she'd really call. He hoped she would. He stood there for a moment then walked down to the long term parking ramp and drove home. **** Kim did call to Brian's surprise and he invited her to his place for dinner. When she arrived, she had changed into a black, off-the-shoulder dress that displayed a heart shaped ruby pendant that was nestled snuggly within her cleavage. Brian thought for a moment how he would give almost anything to trade places with it. They had spent most of the night talking and watching old black and white films on television. Brian was surprised to learn that Kim had an affinity for them and Brian was lucky he had a large collection to keep them both entertained through the night. At the end of "Casa Blanca", Kim looked at her watch and her brows rose in surprise. "Oh my God, it's getting late! I really should get going." She stood up from their snuggle on the couch to look for her purse and shoes. Brian swiftly stood up and followed her. She grabbed her purse off of the coffee table and found her shoes by the door and hurriedly stepped into them. "I had a great time. Thanks for dinner," she said looking over at the half empty dinner plates still sitting on the dining room table. "It was really sweet." "So, what do you want to do tomorrow. Maybe we could visit The Palace of Fine Arts or maybe take a swim over to Alcatraz..." his words trailed off in a whisper as he stroked her arm. Goose bumps followed the path that his warm fingers took. "Brian, I don't think—" "Look," he said cutting her off, "I really like you and I want to get to know you better but I'm running out of excuses to get close to you." He reached out and grabbed the ruby pendant that hung from the gold chain around her neck. He stroked the jewel, deliberately brushing his hand against her supple cleavage. Kim was quite aware of what he was doing, but did nothing to stop it. Reassured, he rested his hand on the wall beside her head and rubbed his lips along the side of her neck and moaned. Kim shuddered, closed her eyes and swallowed hard. "I think... you are the most beautiful woman I've ever met," he whispered. Brian stepped closer. He was now so close Kim could feel the heat his body was generating and her heart pounded in her ears. Brian rested his hand on her hip and leaned in to kiss her lips. He closed his eyes and let his forehead rest soundly on the door as he felt Kim duck his kiss and nervously slide from beneath him. He pivoted his head on the door and looked in her direction with frustration. A heavy sigh fell from his lips. "Brian, I thought you said you weren't looking for anything," Kim said dumbfounded. Brian shrugged his shoulders. "I lied." He said nonchalantly, lifting his frame from the door. Kim stood for a moment staring in wide-eyed disbelief. She didn't know if it was his lie or his now brutal honesty that angered her so. She clutched her purse and turned to walk out the door. Brian ran after her and blocked her path, facing her. "Hey," he whispered as he grabbed her hand and kissed it. "What was I supposed to do? I meet someone who's company I really enjoy and I'm just supposed let her walk right out of my life without even trying? If you would take the time to get to know me better, you would know that that's so not me," he said smiling. "I have this strange tendency to go after what I want." Brian now held both of her hands in his. "And if I thought for one second that you didn't feel even an inkling of attraction toward me too, I wouldn't be here wasting your time." Kim looked down at their intertwined fingers and felt a rush of emotion overwhelm her. Then, without warning, Brian met her lips with his own. Each time Kim tried to pull away, Brian pushed his body further onto hers. The heat and closeness of him made her body quiver. Brian felt it and released his intrusion. Kim stared up at him with her big brown eyes before she grabbed his button-up shirt by the collar and pulled his lips to hers. Her kisses reeked of a woman who hadn't had the feel of a man's lips on her in a long, long time. Which was true, in a way. Brian's tongue found hers as he deepened his kiss. Holding his weight with his hands against the wall, he finally broke their embrace and looked down at her licking her sweetness from his lips. They both said nothing. Kim released her grip on his collar and let her long, feminine fingers slide loosely down his shirt. "I think you should stay here tonight. I don't feel comfortable with you going out into the city this time of night." His gaze fell toward the large picture window in the living room. "And you think I'm safer here?" Kim rebutted. A mixture of uncertainty and lust pillowed across her face. "Chances are, I'm safer than anything you'll find out in the streets of San Francisco at one in the morning. As long as you don't mind sharing a bed." "What?" Kim's face flushed as she tried to comprehend what she had just heard. "Oh, calm down. I'm not going to try to seduce you, unless -- you want me to." He let his right hand rub her cheek. "If I try anything you can put me out to sleep on the couch. It's the perfect punishment because that thing's hell to sleep on. It's murder on my back. And trust me, you don't want to sleep on it either. It's fine for sitting, but terrible for sleeping unless you're a masochist." It was true. That couch WAS terribly uncomfortable to sleep on, but that wasn't the only reason he wanted to share a bed with her. He felt the real reason was fairly obvious. Kim was a little apprehensive about sharing a bed with this man, but felt she could trust him even if he was a bit aggressive. She figured a swift kick in the right spot would be more than enough to bring him down if necessary. **** Kim had decided to sleep in one of Brian's pajama suits. The shirt fit loosely over her figure and draped at the knees. The pants, on the other hand, were a different story. Each time she tried to raise them to her hips, they slumped down to the floor in a light blue pool around her feet. She pulled them up again and looked at herself in the bathroom's full length mirror. She looked like a child trying to fit in his father's clothes. She stuck her hand out of the hole in front of them and laughed. She let the pants fall to the ground again as she quickly stepped out of them and tossed them aside. The shirt was long enough, she figured. And if he tried anything, she knew what to do. When she walked out to the bedroom, she saw Brian sitting, bare chested, on the bed pulling off his shoes and socks. He stood and removed his pants. She walked over and stood on the right side of the bed as Brian joined her on the opposite side. They stared at each other in silence. Brian clad only in his boxers stared at Kim and felt his cock twitch. Why the hell did he say he could sleep with this woman and keep his hands off her? It was going to take every bit of self control he had to keep his promise. He tried to break the awkwardness of the moment as he finally broke their silence. "This your first time sleeping with a white man?" It was supposed to be a joke, but Kim simply rolled her eyes pulled the covers back on her side of the bed. Brian laughed to himself, then did the same. They both slid beneath the sheets, turned in their respective directions and wished each other good night. Kim promptly went to sleep. But Brian, on the other hand, lay awake for a while reeling in the knowledge that this incredibly sexy woman was sleeping only inches from him. He spent the next twenty minutes fantasizing about making love to her before he finally dozed off to dreamland. Later that night, Brian began to toss and turn. His skin, speckled with beads of sweat. In his gyrations he unconsciously turned over, flung his arm around Kim's waist and spooned with her. Kim awoke to the feel of Brian's hot breath on her neck. Brian's hand unconsciously found its way over Kim's hip and thigh. His body instinctively inched closer to hers, his crotch now resting along the outer curve of her buttocks. His hand grabbed her at the waist as he pulled her even closer. His breath now saturating her hair in his tight grip on her body. Kim was convinced that Brian was awake and deliberately making the moves on her. As she sat up and looked at him, he awoke suddenly, startled, trying to claim his surroundings. "I know what you're doing, Brian," Kim exclaimed. Brian's confused face looked on in wonderment. He had been completely oblivious to his indecent gestures. "What are you talking about?" The words fell from his mouth like stones while he tried to comprehend the situation. "Maybe it'd be better if we slept separately." "What? Why?" That's when a quick glance down at his hand yielded the source of her anger. His hand was still draped over her waist and his fingers dangling precariously over the tuft of the white panty covered mound between her legs. Brian blinked hard, trying to wake himself up from his daze. He sorrowfully looked up at Kim. "Oh, come oooon. You have to know that wasn't intentional." Brian yanked his hand back to his own person. "I wasn't even awake!" "Nevertheless." Kim said as she nodded her head toward the bedroom door. "All right." Brian moaned. He didn't want to argue. He pulled the covers back as his sleepy body tried to balance itself enough to get him to his feet. The thought of sleeping on that lumpy couch made his back hurt already. He stumbled over to the closet door, fumbled around for a moment or two and grabbed some extra sheets and a pillow and headed to the living room couch. He didn't care at the moment that he didn't get the chance to share a bed with Kim. Right now he just wanted to sleep. He'd worry about seducing her later. **** A couple of hours had passed when Brian awoke from his sleep on the couch with an incredible thirst. He went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottled water from the refrigerator and gulped it down in record time. He put the bottle in the "plastic" recycle container and headed back to the couch. He stood beside it, getting ready to revisit his slumber on the "couch from hell" when his eyes fell on his bedroom door. Oh yeah. Kim was there. Sleeping in his night shirt, so warm and inviting. He began to get hard just thinking about her. He wanted to join her in his bed again, but feared it wasn't the best course of action at this point. He'd already tried to seduce her in his sleep and now she didn't trust him at all. That kiss this evening got him one step closer to making love to this woman, then his perverted tryst underneath the sheets brought him three steps back. He couldn't go near that room without a suit of armor, he thought. The Trip Ch. 01 Still. It was his goddamned house and his goddamned bedroom and his goddamned bed and if she had a problem with him sleeping in it, SHE could sleep on the goddamn couch. He wanted her and was going to go in there and make sure she knew it. She wanted him too, if she didn't why did she kiss him like that earlier? Why did she sleep, half naked in his bed next to him? Was she just teasing him? Brian found himself getting angry as the thoughts ran through his mind. Finally, he decided he'd do what the hell he wanted. He walked up to the closed door and carefully turned the knob making sure not to let the door squeak too loudly. He also made sure not to step on that damn creaky floorboard just a few steps from the door. If she heard it, she'd wake for sure. He didn't want her to know he was there. Not yet. Brian made his way into the bedroom and carefully slipped under the covers next to Kim's sleeping body. She was lying on her side with her hand tucked underneath her cheek. Brian again slid his hands down the cotton length of his nightshirt, this time fully aware of his actions and feeling himself get increasingly harder by the second. As he reached the end of the material, he grabbed the hem and pulled it up over her hips. He ran his hands over her smooth round ass and realized she wasn't wearing any panties. The realization made his cock twitch again with excitement. When had she taken them off? She was wearing them before he went to the couch, he was sure of it. He realized he didn't really care any more as their absence made his goal easier to accomplish. He was already hard and ready, now it was all he could do to keep from delving inside her luscious body. He closed his eyes and kissed her neck starting at the nape and pulling his shirt's collar down moving down toward her shoulder blade. There was still the faint smell of her perfume on her neck and he tried his best to inhale every bit of it. He ground his hips against her buttocks while his body instinctively tried to connect with hers even though they were separated by the thin layer of material that was his boxers. He felt his own hand slide underneath his shorts as he instinctively began stroking his aching protrusion. He quickly yanked his underwear down around his knees and let his legs kick them the rest of the way off. The sudden movements made Kim shift in the bed, but not wake. Brian lay perfectly still until he was sure she didn't know he was there. He now lay completely naked in bed next to her, his erect member straining for its elusive object of desire. He let his hips guide his cock slowly across her soft and warm ass. His breathing now heavier than ever. He slipped his cock between the silkiness of her thighs right in the area between where her thighs met and her steaming hot pussy began. He thrust slowly back and forth feeling the intense friction from between her thighs. He let his hand reach around to the front of her body while his fingers found that warm furry mound between her hips. With each quiet and sensuous stroke he could feel the tip of his cock with his hand as it seductively played with Kim's clit from the other side. Kim's breathing became bated and Brian could feel her arousal by the increasing moistness of his fingertips and intruding cock. Kim unconsciously tilted her hips backward so that he could gain easier access to her sweet, eager pussy. He let his hips guide his cock as he breathlessly plunged his shaft into her wet and waiting slit. The heat was intense and mind-numbing. A soft gasp escaped Kim's lips and a deep, guttural moan fell from Brian's as he entered her slowly from behind. She grabbed his head from behind her in an effort to bring his body closer to her own. Kim's legs parted slightly to allow for easier movement of Brian's ardent thrusts inside her. At first his momentum was slow and deliberate, he tried to savor every moment and sensation that being inside this sexy woman afforded him. His hips met hers in a silent tango beneath the sheets. The wet, slippery sound of his manhood entering and withdrawing from her hot furnace intensified with every thrust. Kim's soft coos became more and more audible until they bordered on yelps. Brian's assault on Kim's body intensified and the slapping together of their bodies was the only sound in the world they could hear. He rolled Kim on her stomach and bore down on her from behind while he fingered her clit beneath her. Each impaling thrust sending an increasingly intense sensation through his body until he finally felt the familiar tightening of his sack. Kim's screams of pleasure were enough to awaken the entire neighborhood. With one last powerful plunge he... "Brian!... Brian wake up!" He awoke suddenly, startled. He looked up to see Kim leaning over him wearing his black robe. "I made breakfast. Scrambled eggs and hot dogs. It's all you had, " She said shrugging. She smiled at him while running her fingers through her tangled, wet hair. Brian inhaled deeply. She smelled of lilacs and the aroma made him smile. "How long have you been up?" Brian asked as he rubbed his eyes with a groggy slowness that reeked of disturbed slumber. The piercing pain the couch gave his back woke him even more. He groaned in response. "I could ask you the same thing," Kim teased as she let her eyes fall on the impressive tent Brian had formed beneath the sheets. "Oh, Shit!" Brian yelped as he looked down and instinctively sat up and grabbed his crotch in embarrassment. He looked up at Kim who was already walking away. He thought he heard her chuckle in the distance. "I got up about an hour or so ago," she yelled from the kitchen. "I hope you don't mind I borrowed your robe after taking a quick shower. It just looked so inviting I couldn't resist." She bit off a piece of her hot dog and placed the remainder back on her plate. All Brian could think about was the shower. His cock ached for release and hitting the springs was the only way he could conceivably go about it with Kim in the house. His mind was still overflowing from the dream he had of making love to her and he thought it was plenty of ammunition for the task at hand, so to speak. "I'm off to the shower," Brian relayed as he finally stood up and gathered the sheets from the couch. He deliberately bunched the sheets in front of his pelvis, still trying to hide his unyielding erection. Kim watched his bare, muscular back and firm, boxer-clad ass as he made his way to the hallway. She felt a tingle of excitement shoot through her body and she shuddered in response. "Have fun," Kim teased again. She rested her head in her hands and leaned her elbows on the kitchen counter while staring at him through the bay of the breakfast nook. "I'd have more fun if you joined me," he quipped not bothering to look back in her direction. Silence was his answer. He'd figured as much. Kim watched his lean, strapping form disappear around the corner. She quietly chuckled to herself as she sat down to finish her breakfast. The Trip Ch. 01 Chapter 01: The Drive One weekend Jason and Tonya decided to drive to a nearby city for a night. Wanting some extra fun they took their friend Ben along... "Damn you guys are hot." Tonya breathed as she ran her fingers through Jason's hair, sliding them gently around his ear and trailing them down his neck. She then began to do the same to Ben. Tonya's hands wandered over their bodies, lightly grazing over their chests and stomachs, stopping just short of their dicks, teasing and making them want her hands on their cocks. Tonya kissed Jason's neck, letting her lips trail down and then back up, finding his lips and thrusting her tongue in his mouth. She pressed her soft tits hard against his chest as she kissed him with a fiery passion, moving from his lips to his ears, sucking on his earlobe and licking the inside of his ear, before finding her way back to his mouth and sucking on his tongue. "You're so hot baby," she breathed into his ear. Tonya turned and kissed Ben's neck, breathing hot air out as her lips slid over his skin. Her hands roamed over their bodies, touching and exploring, feeling their muscles and the smoothness of their skin. She reached down their pants and pulled out their cocks, stroking them one in each hand. She felt the pulse as their cocks rose in her hands to a full salute. "Mmmmm you feel so good!" she moaned. Jason and Ben began to run their hands over her thighs, pulling her legs apart and deeply massaging her inner thighs, sending insane sensations soaring through her body, her pussy juice soaking the car seat beneath her. Tonya leaned over and spread her body out across Ben's lap, her legs bent at the knees, toes pointed up toward the roof of the car. She spread her legs and arched her back, pushing her ass into the air. She spit on Jason's cock and began to stroke it, her smooth, wet hands sliding up and down his well lubricated shaft, gently squeezing the head. Then her head lowered as she licked the head of Jason's rock hard cock. Her lips curled around the head of his cock and she sucked hard, then blew out, the pressure of her hot breath and strong sucking causing her head to bob up and down on his cock. Ben squeezed Tonya's ass and rubbed her thighs, then began to rub her pussy lips. He pulled her pussy lips apart and slid two fingers into her tight wet pussy. "Oh yeah." she moaned around Jason's cock head. Then she opened her mouth wide and slid her lips and tongue down over his shaft, sucking all the way down to his balls. Spit flowed from her lips, soaking Jason's cock and trickling down over his balls. Tonya grabbed hold of his ample ball sack and rubbed them with her hand as she sucked up and down his long shaft, taking Jason's huge cock deep into her throat. Ben shoved 3, then 4 fingers into her wet pussy and Tonya rocked back on her knees to push his fingers deeper inside her while she continued to lick Jason's huge cock and balls. Her pussy juice began to flow, trickling over Ben's hand and down her gorgeous thighs. She reached down with her hand and wiped the juice from her thighs, licking it off her fingers before taking Jason's cock deep into her throat again. Tonya continued to moan with pleasure, closing her eyes and allowing her body to fully relax and enjoy Jason's big cock in her mouth and Ben's fingers in her pussy. She went back and forth between sucking on Jason's cock to stroking it and licking his balls. Ben pulled out a dildo and, spreading Tonya's pussy lips wide, slid the 10 inch rubber dildo into her aching wet pussy. He shoved it hard and deep and Tonya let out a loud "Oooooooo!" as she spread her legs wider to receive it. Tonya continued to rock back on her knees, feeling the dildo thrusting deep in her pussy and groaning with pleasure, pussy juice flowing down her smooth, sexy legs. After a few minutes of intense pleasure Tonya sat back up, spreading her legs wide while Jason and Ben shoved their fingers in her soaked pussy. Her pussy was throbbing and aching for more. "Oh it feels so good!" she squealed, rocking on their fingers. She reached for their cocks, and spitting on them, she began to stroke them. She threw her head back and groaned with delight, all of her senses in overdrive as their fingers thrust deep inside her swollen pussy, her own hands gliding over their cocks, feeling the hardness. "I love your big hard cocks," she moaned "I need you in my pussy, NOW!" Uncaring of the other cars on the road, Tonya crawled onto Jason's lap, laying her head on his shoulder and kissing his neck as she guided his huge 8 inch hard cock into her throbbing wet cunt. "Oh yeaaaaaaahhh," she groaned as her pussy muscles tightened around Jason's dick. She leaned over and grabbed Ben's cock, pulling him closer to them and stroking his rock hard dick. She held his dick firmly in her hand as she slid it up and down faster and faster, in rhythm with her bouncing up and down on Jason's cock. "Fuck me Daddy!" she demanded, grinding her clit against him and feeling his 8 inches thrust deeper into her soaking cunt. Jason's dick slammed into her G-spot sending an explosion of juices over his cock, down his balls, and over her legs. She squealed with delight "Oh yes! Fuck me! I love your cock!" As she stroked Ben harder and faster he pumped back just as hard and as she felt her own muscles gripping even tighter around Jason's dick, Ben wrapped his hand around her neck pulling her down closer to his cock. She opened wide as he shot his cum into the back of her throat. She swallowed his jiz, licking it off her lips and chin. By now Tonya could no longer hold back her own desire. Her muscles tightened, her legs shook, she gripped the headrest and ground her hot pussy on Jason, forcing his cock deeper still inside her until "Oooo, Oooooooo, OOOOOOOO!" she screamed and felt the warm rush of her girly cum flowing over him. Jason's own groans mixed with hers as his own cum shot up deep inside her sopping, throbbing cunt. Next time...what happens when Jason, Tonya and Ben arrive in the city and go to a late night outdoor concert? To be continued...! The Trip Ch. 01 It's been a while since I last wrote. Some it because this was kind of weird and I had to get myself sorted out before I tried to write about it. This really had me freaked for a while. I had to take a week of vacation (I told my boss I had some family issues and she said sure). I finally spilled my guts to my therapist a little while back and she told me to slow down or I might get really, really hurt. --- A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away --- (okay, not that far and not that long ago) Jackie hammered on the door right on time. If you had had 8 hours of sleep. I only had about 4, but what the hell. We were headed for the airport for a short hop to??? Jackie had said to pack a bag for a couple of days, and at least one hot outfit. Really hot, but lots of pieces. I had packed the white bra and bikini panties. A short skirt and very thin blouse. We'd only be gone until Friday afternoon, so I packed a pair of jeans and a casual sort of blouse, some plain undies and a night shirt. Jackie was there in some "neat" slacks and some sort of polo shirt. I had on jeans and a sort of thin denim short sleeve shirt. We both headed out to ABIA and park in the off-site with the metal roofs. Better than those tents, and worth a little extra. As usual, the shuttle was right behind us and we walked on board with our carry-ons. We walked past the counter (no checked bags, remember?) and went through the short security line. Jackie had checked us in the day before, right at the first moment and we had A passes. If you don't know about Southwest Airlines, they don't assign seats. Instead they have groups. A, B, C. Those with an A go first and get the better seats. As soon as we could (about 20 minutes after we got there) we were in line. Ah, the line. Yes, we had A passes, but you also have to stand in line to get "the best of the best of the best. SIR!" (Movie?) We were about 5th and 6th and took 6 D&F. There's trick to this. If you grab the window and aisle, sometimes you can get the whole row. If someone comes by, they'll usually skip the dread middle seat. If the plane is packed, they might take it, or, if you want to be together, you give up the window, but NEVER the aisle. Well we had the space to ourselves. I doubt the plane was half full. The flight to Love is so short that they don't bother with beverage service. Some days it takes longer to go through security. When we were on the ground we almost sprinted off the plane and headed to the rental counter. She handed the guy her Gold member card and we walked out to the car. A convertible Mustang. I was really surprised when we drove all the way to Fort Worth. West Fort Worth! When we parked at the hotel I was rather amazed to find a Westin, but then this area had really changed since the last time I had been here. Somewhere in the Dark Ages, I think. So we parked the car and walked in. Nice lobby. Jackie told me to wander around and check things out a little. They had a nice indoor pool in an atrium soft of thing. You know, the kind of pool no one uses. I was a little bored and just a tad tired, so I walked back to the counter just as the clerk handed her the cards and thanked her. We got on the elevator and Jackie hit the 7 (top floor) and then put her key card in the slot. When we got to the floor the door opened and we stepped out with our bags. She turned right, took a step and said "Oops," then turned around and walked in the opposite direction. We got to 728 and she opened the door. "Oh," she said. "This is your's," reached in her purse and handed me a card. I stepped in and was stunned. It wasn't a hotel room, it was a small living room. Couch, table, what looked to be a small bar (half wrong). And a door off to the right. As we got further in I saw three "easy chairs" clustered around the table and a couple of floor lamps. Back against the other wall was a desk. And a balcony. This was crazy! A suite!? For a night? Well, yeah, only for a night. As we walked in I looked around a little more. I guessed the door we passed on the way in was to a bedroom, but where was the other one? Jackie walked into the "bedroom" (which it was, but the quotation marks are for the "I didn't know" part). "Come on, let's get set up in here," she said, a little loudly. Way too much room for our stuff. I walked in. There was an oversized bed. Super King? Dresser with mirror, chest of drawers, and armoire opposite the bed which probably had the TV. Off to the right was the bath room. As I walked in further I saw the closet, with it's own mirror. Jackie tossed her bag on the bed. "I only need one drawer. You probably do, too. The rest of my stuff I'm going to hang." "Um, there's only one bed. And there's two of us." "What ever's cool with you. Sorry, I couldn't get a two bedroom. Or one with a sleeper" she replied. I blushed a little. I kind of knew what she was implying, or at least suggesting. I put my few things in one drawer of the dresser and hung the skirt and blouses. Jackie was almost finished before I got started. I noticed she had packed one of her shelf bras and the thong we had bought, but she also had a nice looking business suit. I wished she had told me about that part. I would have packed something a little nicer. Well, the one thing a little nicer. "Let's go grab some lunch, I'm famished," she announced. She headed to the door. "Well, hungry?" I was done unpacking so I joined her as we went out to the car. She dropped the top and we started driving around. At one point we drove through one of those medium seedy areas. You know, the second rate bars with some okay restaurants at the edge. Nothing nasty or scary. After that we went to a pretty decent Italian place. Oliver Garden? Oh hell no. Macaroni Grill. Not exactly. A place called Gardino's. A local place. Excellent manicotti and some good wine, a nice barolo. After a leisurely lunch we hopped back in the car and headed out to the west. For a second I wondered if we were going to West Texas when she turned around and headed back. "Just wanted to see the landscape around here. It's changed quite a bit in the last 15 years." "No shit," was all I could say. The last time I had been there was to go to the Billy Bob's (which really isn't my glass of beer) and see the Water Gardens. We tooled around a little more and then pulled in to a strip mall parking lot with a Super Target at one end. We went down all most to the other end, by the Staples and B,B&B and she pulled up in front of a discount clothes place. Not as discount as TJ Maxx, but no where near a Nordstrom's. "Let's look for something for you in here," she said. "Something a little nicer. Oh, and you can use the dressing room, it's not that kind of shopping trip." Forty-five minutes later I walked out with a nice navy skirt, a little above the knees and a shimmery sort of blouse, champaign colored, some thigh highs and shoes with a bit more heel than I cared for, but at least I could walk in them without doing a face plant. It was almost 4 when we got back to the hotel. The big, late lunch had me kind of full. Jackie pulled out a bottle of pinot grigio from the wine cooler. I cocked an eye at her. "What, you don't think this comes free? This isn't exactly a $59 a night room." We split the bottle and snacked a little. "Well, I'm kind of tired, and we'll need a little rest. Not that the wine isn't helping." She stood up and pulled her blouse over her head. "I'm going to talk a little nap, join me if you want to." With that she went into the bedroom. Well, it's not as if we hadn't seen each other naked before, but this felt different, somehow. I followed her in. She had shucked her shoes and was pulling her slacks off her legs. I started to unbutton my blouse as I kicked off my shoes. I tossed my blouse on the dresser and sat down on the end of the bed. Jackie lay down. On "my" side of the bed. I pulled off my jeans and got on the bed on the other side. I was on my side, kind of near the edge when I felt/heard Jackie fidgeting around. I rolled over and she was on her back, unhooking her bra. "Don't need this, don't even like to nap in one." I rolled back over and slipped off. For about 2 minutes. Then her phone alarm went off. "Okay Dot, time to get up. We need to clean up some for this evening. I'll shower first, it takes me forever to do my hair." I got up and turned on the TV. I was surprised to find it was almost 7. Let's see, no sleep, running around, big meal, lots of wine. Yup, 2 ½ hour nap. I heard Jackie peeing, so I waited a minute. When I heard the toilet flush and the shower start I went into the bathroom. Wow! Huge tub. Huge walk in shower. Marble tile. I took out my contacts and reset them. If you wear contacts you know that feeling when you fall asleep for a little while. I went back out and watch some mindless TV. "Property Virgins", which is kind of fun. Jackie walked out with a towel around her hair. I just had to watch the end. The couple picked the two story new build. $650,000 for a 1200 square foot condo that you had to buy a parking space for another $35,000? I showered up. I needed it, the day had kind of gotten into me. While I was in there I heard Jackie running the tub. Good hot water, I didn't feel it. When I stepped out she was just finishing up shaving. Of course, everything, "I've got a spare razor, if you want to shave your legs, or ..." she said, looking at my crotch. I blushed a little. "Or some scissors, if you want to do a little trim." My legs did need a shave, and I'll admit I was a little bushy. By the time I finished (I am NOT going to nick my legs, so I go slow) she was almost done drying her hair. It doesn't take me long to do my hair and she was still doing her make-up. Let's just say my make-up takes about four minutes when I'm going all out. Jackie was finishing up when I started to walk out of the bathroom. "I laid some stuff out for you," she said, casually. No surprise there, the stuff we had bought today, plus the lingerie from our little trip. I pulled on the panties and bra, then started to tug on the hose. I put the blouse on next and tucked it into the skirt. She was right, it takes her forever to do her hair. And her make-up. She put on her shelf bra and then jiggled herself a little, kind of like she was trying to get her breasts into position. Next she put on her white garter belt and clipped the hose into it, then pulled her thong on over it. She pulled that nice white blouse out of the closet and slipped it on, then the skirt, carefully tucking the blouse in. I was surprised. That business suit had a skirt that went half way up her thighs. She tied on a cute little black "chick tie" and threw the jacket over her shoulder. "You drive, I'm not taking a purse." So I grabbed mine and the keys. It was a little after 8 when we got to the car. "Jackie, where I we going? I suspect this isn't going to be a little lounge." She laughed that laugh that told me something was going to happen. "Just follow my directions," she said. "Oh, and take this," she said, handing me some twenties. We drove back into the medium seedy area and she had me pull into a parking lot. There was a steady thump. As we rounded the door I saw couples walking in, lots of guys and a few women. Then I saw the sign. "Amateur night." Oh shit, it was a strip club, and I knew what Jackie had planned for us, or at least her. It was then that I realized that almost everybody was carrying a paper bag or small cooler. And that Jackie had a bag with her. In Texas you can't serve booze if it's full nudity. I guess that's what she was looking for. We got to the door, the guy looked at us and she said something into his ear. He nodded towards a little ticket window. We went over there and Jackie grabbed to sheets of paper and some pens. "It's a real amateur night, no pros from other clubs. $500 first prize. Wanna have a go at it?" You know that deer in the headlights look. That was me. "You only have to go as far as you want. It's not the money I'm after, it's the thrill." I shrugged. Nobody here knew me, so it couldn't hurt much. And besides, I could stop at any point, if I wanted to. We filled out the forms and headed backstage. This kind of nasty, kind of good looking guy gave us a look over. He nodded and handed up some small pieces of paper. On it it said "stage name". "We'll call you in about twenty minutes. Don't get too drunk." Then he turned around. Well, 20 minutes was about a bottle of wine when we heard "Contestants, come on back." The same guy was back there with six other girls, so we made 8. "Everybody got your name?" he asked. I was Christy, Jackie was Lois Lane. "Okay, here are the rules. You got 6 minutes. You get a blue at 3, a yellow at 4, a green at 5 and a red at 6. If it starts flashing you better be walking back. We pick the music, but it's good stuff." Then he collect all of our cards and shuffled them. "When I call your name get up here. When the other girl gets off the stage, you'll be announced and get out there. Okay, I'm going to announce the contest and first up is," he looked at the card, "Betty Boop." This dark haired girl with way too heavy make-up and huge breasts stepped up. The guy stepped out on the stage. "Ladies and gentlemen, the moment you have been waiting for has arrived. I have 8 beauties waiting to entertain you. NONE of these girls are pros, this is their first time on the stage. They're competing for five hundred dollars. First up, let me introduce Betty Boop." The music started and she stepped out. She jiggled around a little, not really a dance, but I doubt what I was going to do would be a "dance." After about a minute she slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Three buttons. The guys were screaming. At about the 3 minute mark she was down to black panties and bra. She unsnapped the bra (front closure) and held on to the cups as she walked back to the curtain. Then she dropped her arms and the bra fell to the stage. I was amazed. From the way they bounced, her breasts were all real. She wasn't Betty Boop, she was Betty Boob! She turned around and pranced back to the front of the stage, the crowd hooting and hollering. Right after the green light came on, she stuck one finger in her waistband and looked around. They screamed at her, she put a finger from the hand in the other side and slowly pulled her panties down. With the light turning red she strode after the stage. I was up 6th. I almost collapsed when he called out Christy. I noticed a woman in a micor bikini running out and grabbing the last girls close as the dude stepped out. "Ladies and gentlemen, give a shout to CHRISTY!" The music started and I thought to myself "what the fuck, let's do it." I felt a lot better and skipped out on to the stage. Erh, I started to. After about three steps I felt like I was going to fall off the heels, so I slowed to a quick walk. The crowd was cheering. Of course, they hadn't stopped since "Betty Boob" had walked out. I had a plan. I untucked the blouse. The tails would cover my pubes and butt. Then I reached behind me and unzipped the skirt. I twirled around once, holding on to the skirt and let it go with a kind of ta-da, raising my arms up in the air. Catcalls and howls came up. Next step was a little tricky, but I was pretty certain I could pull it off. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra. Guys are amazed when we do this "trick." I slipped the strap off my left shoulder and pulled it out off the left sleeve. Then I reached over and pulled it off the right shoulder and out the sleeve, standing there for a second holding my bra in my left hand. Then casually dropped it on my skirt. I looked at the timing lights. Nothing on yet, I was going too fast. I pranced around the front of the stage, bouncing my breasts as best as I could, occasionally lifting my shirt tails a little to give the crowd in front a quick flash my my crotch or butt, through my panties. I saw the blue light come on. Well it was close to time. I danced around a little more and then the yellow light came on. I stepped back to the curtain and reached under my blouse. Slowly, ever so slowly I hooked my fingers into my panties and slid them from under my blouse and stepped out of them. Now I was standing in front of a million people wearing a blouse, stockings and heels. I stepped up to the front of the stage looked around and toyed with the top button. Lots of "yeah" and "do it." Then I reached down and fingered the bottom button. Much louder. I shook my head and unbuttoned the top one. I kept this up until all I had was the bottom button. I'm sure some of my pubic hair was showing out the top of the opening since the buttons went down so far. The green light came on. Now or never. I unhooked the button, but kept the blouse closed. Suddenly I pulled it open and threw my arms behind me. It didn't slide down my arms like I wanted, but a quick tug on the cuffs let it drop to the floor and there I stood, but naked in front of the crowd. I put my hands behind my head. It looks sexy, I guess. But it also lifts the breasts. I walked to the front of the stage, turned to my right and took a slight bow with my arms now out from my sides. As I stood up I moved my hands back into the air like I was signaling a touchdown and walked slowly down the left side of the stage, turned and walked up the right side. I pranced as well as I could to the curtain, turned and took a bow and saw that the light had turned red.. I was shivering. I was stunned. What had I just done? I stood there looking at the other girls and the other folks backstage. A tap on my shoulder brought me out of my reverie. "Hey, here's your stuff," the girl said, with the most incredible West Texas drawl I had ever heard. I started to get dressed when I saw the other girls who had already gone were still undressed. The guy introduced some blond and she went out. "Just stay here," he said. "Everybody goes out for a bow and the voting. That was pretty good, you sure you're not a ringer?" Jackie gave me a hug. "See, wasn't that fun? I'm really excited about my turn." Then I realized that she would be going last. I must have been in some sort of a trance because she gave me a peck on the cheek and said "wish me luck," and ran up to the stage. I turned around to see the blond come off the stage with the best boobs money can buy. The girl popped out and handed her her clothes. "Ladies and gentlemen, last, but certainly not least, let give a big hand to Superman's girlfriend, Miss Lois Lane!" He held a hand in the air, fingers spread. I have no idea what that meant, something about the last one or start some special music. Jackie strutted out on the stage to the end, took a bow and walked back, bowing to each side as she went. When she reached the curtain she slipped her jacket off and slung it over her shoulder and headed back to the front. About half way there she suddenly tossed her jacket into the crowd, to a huge cheer. She got almost to the front, turned to her right and suddenly kicked off her right show, again into the crowd. The she turned left and repeated. She swayed her hips, hands in the air and then grabbed the pole (I had totally forgotten about it, and I think only one other contestant had used it). Nothing spectacular, just a slow twirl around it, sliding down as she did so, and then, a little awkwardly, standing back up. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off. She twirled it around a couple of times and stopped. Then she twirled it again and let it fly into the audience. They screamed. I looked at the other girls. They were all flabbergasted. The manager, announcer, whatever was standing there with a huge smile. I realized exactly what was going to happened and he did, too. The Trip Ch. 01 Next came the skirt. She slowly let it down to her feet and, bending over straight legged, she picked it up. She walked back towards us, stopped and looked right, then left. Guys were handing their hands over the edge of the stage. She wadded the skirt up and tossed it with a mighty heave. Now she was in bra, thong, garter belt and hose. She walked back to the middle of the stage and unclipped her bra, holding the cups to her breasts as she let the shoulder straps slide down. She shrugged her right shoulder and the strap fell to her elbow. Holding the bra up with her left hand, she pulled the strap off. Then she did the same thing with the other side. Suddenly the blue light came on. Holy shit! Three minutes? Suddenly she dropped the bra and caught the strap with her right hand. She pranced back and forth on the stage, her breasts bouncing. She walked back down the stage to the front and suddenly tossed her bra into the audience. She walked to the pole, reached around and grabbed it from behind and slide down. She rolled over on to her hands and knees and crawled around the pole once. Then she rolled over again on to her back, lifting her legs straight up into the air. I was stunned when she grabbed the waistband and, instead of sliding it down (up) her legs, she tore into two pieces. She rolled on to her hands and knees again and stood up. I was shocked when she walked right to the edge of the stage and said something to a woman there. The woman stuck a bill out and Jackie handed her the shredded thong. I noticed that the yellow light had come on. Then Jackie unsnapped her garters from her hose and sat down. Slowly, every so slowly, she rolled a stocking down. Then the other. She got back on her hands and knees and crawled to the edge of the stage at the front. Guys started throwing money at her. She scooped up some of it and handed two guys her hose. Now she squatted, stood up, walked a few feet and did the same. The red light came on, she stood, turned and crooked her finger back at the curtain. Then nodded her head. The clothes girl ran out. Jackie unhooked her garter belt and put it on the girl, then handed her a wad of cash and took her hand and they both walked off the stage. "Holy fucking shit! You want me to just hand you the money now?" the manger asked. "Hell, we need to vote." He introduced each of us. I thought I got a pretty good roar, but as soon as he said "Lois Lane" what we all knew was confirmed. We all went up and hugged Jackie and kissed her. I felt somebody finger my ass, but ignored it. Seven of us walked off stage and started to dress while Jackie took a victory lap, taking deep bows with her legs spread and open. This girl was really excited. More than I had ever seen her before. When she walked off, Jim (finally found out his name) handed her a bunch of twenties. "Go out and get your tips," he told her. "Naw," she said. "Let her get the money," pointing at the clothes girl. She blushed. "But you have to lose the top," Jackie added. The girl blushed even deeper, but reached behind and untied the top. "And maybe the bottom." I don't think she could blush any more, but she did. And then pulled her bottoms off and ran out on the stage. Huge roar and hollers. Suddenly I realized Jackie didn't even have any shoes. "What are we going to do?" I quizzed her. "Don't sweat it, it'll be okay. Come on, I need another drink." We sat down at our table and started in on another bottle. Of course, we were surrounded by guys. And a few women. One guy pulled out some twenties and bent over and whispered something into her year. As he did this he started to slide his hand over her breast. She discreetly pushed it away by moving her arm. Then a big dude with a t-shirt that said "BOUNCER" on it whispered something into her ear. "He says unless I want to get raped we need to leave. He'll walk us out to the car. And he has some flip flops for me, but they don't have anything for me to wear." So we walked out to the car. "Give the babe a twenty," she told me. He politely refused, she said it again and he muttered something, bowed his head and took the money. I unlocked the car and we got in. "I think we need to leave the top up," she said, sounding just a tad unsure, for the first time since I'd met her. I started the car and we pulled out of the parking lot and headed back to the hotel. About half way back she asked me to pull into a parking lot of a 24 hour drug store, but far away from the other cars. "Would you mind taking off your shirt and bra for a little?" she asked me. "I, um, would feel a little better if you did." I sat there for a moment thinking, then unbuttoned my blouse and took it off, then the bra, and set them both in the console between us. She broke the silence a moment later. "I knew I was going to strip, but something took over. I just had to be totally naked. I can't believe I did it, or how I felt. I was powerful. I was the most powerful person in the world just then. I was the most vulnerable person there, but they would have done anything I commanded of them." I nodded. For just a moment I had felt the same way. But only for a moment. When we pulled into the hotel parking lot I suddenly remembered we had a little problem. Little? Jackie didn't have a stitch of clothes and the only thing I had was what I was wearing. I put my blouse back on, but left off the bra. I slung it over my shoulder, making it obvious that I wasn't wearing one. "I'll be back in a sec," I told her. "Let me go up to the room and grab a little something for you." "No, go around to one of the side entrances. They're locked at night, but you can get in with the card." "Okay," I said, kind of blandly. "There's usually some stairs right by the door." "No, I want to take the elevator. I just don't think it would be cool with them to walk through the lobby like this." I pulled around to the side and saw an entrance. It was lighted and I could clearly a security camera. Not much to do about that. I parked as far away from any lights as I could. We were going to avoid being seen for as long as possible. I got out of the car first and we walked carefully, avoiding the lighted spots as much as possible. We got to a particularly dark spot and Jackie asked to stop for a moment. Then she squatted and started to pee. I blush and turned away, taking a couple of steps further. When I heard her stop I reached in my purse and grabbed a tissue and offered it to her, my back still turned. She took it and said thanks. "I just had to," she said. "I'm kind of scared, for a change. This is more than I thought I'd do. It's kind of more than I planned. Tossing my clothes, going that far. That was just ..." she trailed off. "Okay, don't apologize. You did what you did. Let's just call it 'The Adventure of a Lifetime' and let it go at that. Now let's get inside." I stood there for a second, appraising the situation. "Okay, I'll open the door and you run like hell. When we get inside we'll check out the hall and find the stairs. That work for you." She nodded and then said "Why don't you go in and find the stairs and then let me in?" I agreed and headed for the door. When I got there I looked back. I could see her, but only as a vague image. I let myself in and looked around. The stairs were there, just past the vending machine area. I checked the door, it opened from this side. To make sure, I went up to the second floor. That door opened. It wouldn't help us any if the doors didn't open into the hall. I went back to the door, opened it and waved vigorously. I saw Jackie walking very quickly, her breasts bouncing. Then she started to run and grabbed her breasts with one arm. She was out of breath when she reached the door. We walked rather quickly to the door and when we got inside we stopped for a moment. Then we started to giggle, which turned into a laugh. "Oh gawd, I'll bet that looked hilarious to some security guard, assuming he was even looking," she laughed. "I'm willing to bet that they don't review the tapes unless something happens. Something bad, I mean," I giggled. "I doubt any will say 'I saw some nekked women running through the parking lot'" We both laughed even harder. "Come on," I said. "We have seven flights to climb." We walked up, stopping every couple of landings to catch our breath. I looked around carefully, but couldn't see any cameras. Not even the hidden ones, which can only be hidden so much." Finally we reached our floor. I peeked out. Clear sailing. Our room was about halfway down the hall and we made it with no problems. We got inside and Jackie fell onto her hands and knees on the floor. I walked over and flopped down on the couch. After a moment or so, Jackie collapsed totally on the floor, panting even harder than would be likely for the effort of walking up the stairs. I sat there, head back, staring at the ceiling. She got up and said "Why don't you watch a movie or something" and walked into the bedroom. I flipped through the channels, not finding much. Finally found some sort of war movie and watched the last fifteen or twenty minutes of it. I think it was "The Big Red One" but I didn't really care. Amazingly, all that killing, blood, explosions sort of relaxed me. Just as the movie finished, Jackie stepped out of the bedroom, sort of flushed. "Hey, I'm going to take a shower. Then I'm going to hit the sack. I'm kind of trashed," she said. "Unless," she hesitated, "you want me to watch some TV for a while." I shook my head no. Kind of embarrassed. "If you want, you can hop in in a couple of minutes. I just need to kind of scrub off, I'm not going to wash my hair. It's a mess in the morning if I go to bed with it wet." By this point, I didn't think anything would embarrass me. I heard the shower start up and after a couple of minutes I shrugged off my clothes and walked into the the bathroom. She was still in the shower, but it was pretty big and we both fit in it. At some point while I was rinsing off I turned around and we bumped into each other, breasts touching. "Sorry," she said. "I know you don't go that way, it was just kind of an accident." "It's okay, I think if we were going to do anything, we would have already done it." I had tried a little my freshman year in college. Just kind of touchy feely, nothing more than that. We showed each other our pussies and touched them and our breasts, but that was about it. I did walk in on her one night and heard what I think were two females moaning, but I walked out. Jackie finished up first and I was alone in the shower. After rinsing down really well I reached down and stroked myself a little. I almost had an orgasm! I thought about going for it, but with Jackie still in the bathroom and the clear shower door leaving nothing to the imagination I decided against it. Jackie was already in bed, on her back, sound asleep. Her breasts were out from the sheets, as I expected. I walked over to the bed and gently lifted the sheet. Nope, no panties. Which I also expected. Oh well, in for a penny, in for a pound. So I just slipped under the covers nude, something I hadn't done in a long, long time. I curled up and dropped off instantly. There was just a hint of light when I kind of woke up. "Jackie," I whispered. "Uh, yeah," she whispered back, sleepily. "Did you cum?" I asked, surprised with myself. "On stage?" "Yeah." "A couple of times. I was really, really shocked at what I was doing." - I think I'll leave you hanging for part two. Which I promise I'll get out in less time than this took to write. The Trip Ch. 02 Because Barry had three weeks, he was not going to stay just on the interstates, but was going to go whichever way the cars took him. After a few rides on I-10, a new Thunderbird slowed, then pulled onto the shoulder. Barry hurried to the car, tossing his backpack into the back seat. It wasn't until he was getting into the car that he noticed the driver. She was several years older than he, maybe in her late 20's or early 30's. She smiled as Barry got into the car. "I don't usually pick up hitch-hikers but you just looked different, safe," she said, smiling. Barry thanked her, trying not to be too obvious in his glances. "Where are go going...uummm...." "Barry, I'm Barry. I'm going to San Francisco. I start classes in 3 weeks," Barry replied. "I'm Marisa," she smiled, her fingers playing with the gearshift knob. They chatted for the next several miles. Marisa was wearing a short, tight skirt that came just to the top of her thighs. Several times she let her hand slide onto her bare thigh, letting her fingers slip along her inner thigh. She was also wearing a silk blouse that did little to hide her ample breasts. When the light hit her just right, which wasn't often enough for Barry, he could see through her blouse, seeing not only her bra but her breasts, too. After a while, Marisa told Barry that she was turning off the interstate and heading northwest on a highway, and offered to let him out. "A long as I am going in the right general directions, I don't care what road I take," Barry said. Marisa smiled, and continued north. While on a back road, something caught under the wheels and began making a noise. Barry offered to check it, so Marisa pulled off to the side. Barry slid under the car, looking for some branches that may have caught in the wheel well. Looking out from under the car, he saw Marisa's long, shapely legs standing next to him. He tried to control himself, but he felt his cock become hard, imagining what his ride would be like in bed. He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate when he felt a pair of hands at his waist. Barry glanced down, along his chest, to see Marisa kneeling on the ground, straddling his hips, her fingers pulling at his belt and jeans. "You just lie there, Barry," Marisa said sultrily, pulling his jeans down to his ankles. His cock sprung straight up. "Ooohhh my, so nice and hard." Marisa's fingers stroked his cock, feeling it become harder. She tossed her hair back then dropped her head down, engulfing his thick cock in one gulp. She bobbed her head up and down his long rod, feeling the head rubbing against the back of her throat. Barry wanted to touch her, to feel her tits, but he was stuck under he car. He watcheye her mouth take his hard cock all the way down to his pubic bone. Marisa unbuttoned her blouse, rubbing his cock over her large, firm tits. She guided the head into her cleavage, sliding it in and out. Barry moaned, his cock throbbing in her fingers. He wanted to hold her, to feel her body against his, but he was trapped. All he could do was watch and enjoy. Marisa stood up then lowered herself over his cock. He watched as her neatly trimmed pussy hovered over him. Marisa grabbed his cock, rubbing the head over her lips, moaning with glee. Barry watched as she lowered herself more, watching the head split her lips, entering her pussy. He almost came as he watched his cock disappear into her, then reappear a she fucked him, rising and falling on him. He grabbed at the car as his orgasm built inside him. He thrust his hips up, plunging his cock even deeper into her wet cunt. Marisa moaned as she rode his cock, groping at her tits, sending bolts of electricity throughout her body. She rocked her hips back and forth, faster and faster, feeling his cock filling her cunt. "Oooohhh gggdddddd, IIIII'mmmmmmm cuuummmminnngggg," she screamed as she rocked hard against him, bracing herself on the car. Her tits swayed back and forth from her, rocking, beating against her chest. Barry gasped as he came hard, filling her cunt with his hot juices, his cock throbbing again and again inside her. Marisa's cunt grabbed at Barry's cock, holding it inside her as she came, her juices mixing with Barry's, flooding out of her and onto his hips. Barry felt her collapse on him, her weight full on his hips, his cock still deep inside her, throbbing against her walls. He could hear her panting, trying to catch her breath. After a few moments, she climbed off of him then lowered her head and began licking and sucking him clean. Marisa took his cum covered cock back into her mouth, sucking it, licking her and his cum from him. Barry almost came again from this woman's mouth. Once she cleaned him, Marisa stepped aside, letting Barry emerge from under the car. She was smiling, her hand gently caressing one of her breasts. "Did you find the problem, Barry?" she asked. "Oh yes, and taken care of, I hope," Barry answered, smiling. They got back into the car and drove several more miles before Marisa turned to go in a different direction. She let Barry out and a major intersection. "Thank you for the ride," Barry said, almost laughing. "Oh, thank you for the ride, Barry," Marisa said, winking. She then sped away, leaving Barry at the crossroads. He still had a few hours before dark. Maybe he could find some place cheap to stay for the night. The Trip Ch. 02 Steve got up and moved toward the back of the boat. I yelled to Steve, "Hey" to get his attention and started to use his expended cum as a body lotion on my boobs and hard nipples. I stared at his crotch to see that he was still semi-hard and watching me, I thought I notice a little twitch. In my mind I said, "Yep, I am gonna keep teasing Big Boy for awhile." We would soon be heading in and this was fun. Knowing I had his attention, I pull my top back over my boobs and decided to layout and get some sun on my back. I made sure that Steve could see my thong-covered ass. Pretending to get comfortable I rolled over on my stomach and lifted my butt in the air just a little, with just a little wiggle to give that "Dinner is now served" offering. Then I lay completely flat on my stomach and soaked in some sun. I was able to peek over my shoulder a few times and smiled when I actually saw Steve rubbing his cock through his suit. Smiling when I saw this I again would lift my butt in the air a little bit and wiggle. Once I went a little higher than normal so the Steve could see my pussy lips that were being spread by the thong. Hee Hee, it was a skimpy thong. About and hour after I laid down we decided it was time to start in. I was starting to put my shorts and shirt back on but then thought, "Nah, I'm having too much fun." After getting things set for the trip in, I went and sat at the back of the boat. My eyes were now able to view Steve's ass from behind while turning us around and heading in. It was now my turn to start rubbing the little patch that covered my pussy and clit while I continued to stare at that butt, thinking nasty thoughts. Steve would look over his shoulder to talk once and a while and when he did I made sure that I had my legs spread nice and wide while I rubbed my clit. Putting on a little show, that I know Steve enjoyed watching. About a mile from shore, I got up and approached Steve from behind and opened my hands and gently grabbed his ass. The silky feel of his shorts feel so good and I started to feel my pussy twitch a little more. Slowly I started to massage his butt. I had to chuckle as I felt him sway a little bit. His legs were spread about three feet apart as I slowly traced my finger down the outline of his butt split. I found myself getting more aroused and wetter by the second. I lingered around the butt hole area gently pressing the tip of my finger against the cloth of his suit. I heard a groan come from him and then after teasing that sensitive area, I slid my hand in between his legs until I reached his balls. Another moan from Steven and then I stated to massage his nut sack gently with my right hand. It felt so good and now I watched as he started that grind, like his cock was trying to find a place to be inserted into. I reached around with my other hand and started to stroke his now hardening cock through his shorts. I pressed my rock hard nipples and tits into his back, now using my body to massage his. Steve turned his head and said, " Michele, you have got to stop, where are only a half mile from shore and I am about to cum again." I leaned in and whispered in his ear, "Ah what's the matter baby, seems to me like Big Boy is enjoying this." I slowly took my hand off his hard cock and move it to his hand and guided it to the throttle of the boat and put it in neutral. As the boat rocked gently I returned my hand to his still hard cock. I went to the top of his trunks and slowly slid my hand in and found my target, a hot, rock hard cock. I wrapped my fingers around it and gently squeezed it. I couldn't believe it but it actually seemed to get harder. I leaned next to Steve's ear and said, "Would you like me to suck your cock before we get in?" "You're kidding, right?" Steve said. With that I pulled myself away from him and moved him back a little bit. I slowly moved in front of him and nudged him back a little farther. I got on my knees and rubbed my cheeks against his cock. Reaching up to his waist, I lowered his trunks down far enough so that it freed "Big Boy" and his balls. I stroked his cock a few times and then lowered my lips down to the tip of his penis. It was a deep purple, mushroom shaped head, totally engorged with blood. I knew he wouldn't last long as I kissed the tip of his cock. I then flicked my tongue out touching the delicate and sensitive opening. Tasting his pre-cum for the first time I washed the head with my tongue. Then I slowly sucked the head into my mouth, massaging the bottom of the head with my tongue. Steve placed his hand on the back of my head and I slowly started to engulf more of his hard thick cock into my mouth. Inch by inch I swallowed his whole prick, massaging with my tongue as I went. Again I reached up between his legs and gently rolled his balls in my hand, massaging. I started bobbing my head up and down like a schoolgirl getting her first taste of male tube steak. With my other hand I reached between my legs and started rubbing my pussy. God did it feel good. Then all of the sudden Steve pulled back and out with a plopping sound came his cock from my mouth. I looked at him quizzically. He raised his finger to his mouth and went "ssshhhhh". He lay down on the deck and then motioned for me to come over. He said, "Come over here and sit on my face while you suck my cock." I giggled a little while I watched him take his trunks completely off, his cock standing straight up like my own little sundial. I then went over and slowly while pulling my string to the side positioning my pussy on his mouth. God it felt so good! Then I leaned forward and took his cock in my hand and again took the head into my mouth. I felt Steve's tongue working it's way around my pussy and clit, every once in a while dipping into my pussy. Then Steve reached around with his hands and spread my ass. With one hand he pulled the string aside and exposed my pussy and butt hole to his eyes and tongue. God it feel so hot and nasty and I got wetter just imagining the vision. Slowly he worked his tongue from my clit to my butt hole….slowly and teasingly moving it in and out of my pussy and then tickling my ass with it. I lifted my head and told Steve to smack my bottom for being a naughty girl today. All of the sudden "Smack!" I small ouch came out of my cock filled mouth. But it hurt so good. Suddenly I felt a finger enter my pussy; teasingly it probed. Then I felt my pussy slowly getting finger banged. I started pumping Steve's cock with my hand as sucked hard on its plump head. I could feel him getting closer and me too. Suddenly Steve pulled his finger out of my pussy, much to my disappointment. Then he really surprised my when I felt his wet finger suddenly pressing against my asshole. Pressing firmly but gently it slowly slide into my ass. I took my free hand and reached between my legs hunting for my clit. God it felt so damn good, my finger on my clit and cock in my hand and mouth as Steve buried his face in my pussy while probing my ass. It must have been getting to Steve also; I knew he was so near. With all the massaging of my body I exploded onto the tongue inside of me and it felt like a geyser. I had closed my eyes just as Steve cock twitched one last time and unload it cum filled balls into my mouth. I sucked hard trying get every last drop of Steve hot cum. How I love that taste. I rolled off of Steve and we both lay there still hot and sweaty as our breathing and heartbeats slowly calmed down. The breeze started cooling us down quickly. We kissed each other passionately and slowly got up and dress. As we pressed the throttle forward to finish our journey to shore I whispered into Steve's ear, "Big Boy is gonna have a good time tonight." And then squeezed his butt cheeks. To be continued. The Trip Ch. 02 Dear Reader, This is another very detailed very long chapter. If you are looking for a short to the point story this is not for you, but if you are looking for an adventure full of suspense, romance, and emotion then this is for you. My stories contain lots of detail and dialogue so you can get to know the characters better. I would also like to thank Shell for helping me read over my story and make it flow. So here is chapter 2 of The Trip: A Storm Approaches. *************************** Justin opened his eyes, as the sun light started to filter through the motel window; Josh was sleeping next to him with his arm around him. Justin felt so safe and relaxed in Josh's arms that he wasn't aware he was drifting back to sleep. Justin was in such a peaceful slumber that he didn't stir when Josh got out of bed and left the room. The smell of fresh cooked eggs, bacon and hot coffee woke him. "Where did you get all that?" Justin asked as he sat up on the bed. "I went down to that little diner and got it. I figured that after last night you needed a nice hot breakfast." Josh said as he brought it to him. "I'm sorry for last night. I must have seemed like a real fool acting like that." "Justin you have nothing to be sorry about. It's good that you told me, I don't know how you've been able to keep it to yourself all this time." "I didn't have a choice. My dad told me that if I ever told someone that he would make my life a living hell, not like it's not hell already." "Like I said last night, I'm going to make sure you're never hurt again." Josh said as he leaned in and gave Justin a kiss. After they finished their breakfast Josh decided to go take a shower while Justin started to pack up and get ready to leave. Justin remembered that he had promised to call his mom and let her know what was going on. She told him that she was relieved that they were doing okay and reminded him to call her when they got to the lake house. He promised that he would, told her that he loved her and would call her later. Josh had finished his shower and was dressed when Justin came back into the room, from putting some things in the car. They put the last bag in the car, checked the room one last time, headed to the office and checked out. They turned out of the driveway and Justin observed how perfect the weather was. There wasn't a cloud in the sky and the sky itself was a beautiful deep blue. They drove down the old county road remarking at the old farm houses, the tall mountains, the deep valleys and how laid back everything and everyone appeared. "Justin can I ask you a personal question?" "You can ask me anything." "How long have you been in love with me?" Justin's heart just about jumped out of his chest. He had never thought how he was going to answer this question since he never thought it would ever be asked. "Well, I guess soon after we moved up from Texas. You were really the only person who was nice to me and showed me around," he paused. "Most people didn't want anything to do with me since I was the new kid in school. To tell you the truth I was taken back when you befriended me. I thought to myself, why would a star football player want to be friends with me, a no body?" "Justin you're far from a no body. Most of my friends in school were either other teammates or people who wanted to get popular. That didn't impress you at all and I think that's why I like you so much." "Stop it you're starting to make me blush." Justin replied with a smile on his face. "And that right there, that smile that lights up a room and that innocence. You are who you are, and will not change for anyone. I guess I have a lot to learn from you." "Yeah, but look at where it has gotten me." "Justin can I ask you another question? How does your mom not know what is going on?" "Mom works a lot and has to travel. She can be gone for days and sometimes weeks at a time, so most of the time it's just me and my dad at home. It wasn't as bad when Scott was living at home, but now that he is in the Air Force there is nothing stopping my dad." "But she has to notice the cuts and bruises you have. And how did she think your arm got broken?" "When it comes to the cuts and bruises I just tell her they happened in gym class or I tripped outside. When I broke my arm I just told her I fell off my bike on one of the trails." "You mean when your dad broke your arm. How did he do that? And why the hell wouldn't you hit the bastard back!" "I made that mistake only once, to try and fight back, and it was the biggest mistake of my life. It happened one day after school, I was cleaning up around the house and I accidently knocked over a flower vase, it broke and water went everywhere. I tried to clean it up before he walked into the room but I guess he heard the glass break. When he saw the water all over the carpet he just snapped. He grabbed me by my shirt and threw me onto the floor. He got on top of me and started punching me over and over again. I don't how I did it, but I was able to get one good hit on him and he tumbled off me. I tried to get up and run away, but he was faster than me. He slammed me into one of the end tables and my arm got caught in it and broke. I just lay on the floor crying my eyes out as he stood over me and told me that's what I get for being disrespectful in his house." "Justin I'm so sorry. When you came to school with a cast on I had a gut feeling that you didn't break your arm on your bike. Why didn't you go and talk to someone about this? We have counselors at school, the police or even me?" Josh asked with tears in his eyes. "I don't want to start any trouble. My dad told me that if I ever told anyone what was going on he would kill me, and I don't want to test that out." "But you could've come to me, and I know my parents would've helped you out, protected you." "Why should other people have their lives turned upside down for a problem that isn't even theirs?" "Justin don't you understand? One day your dad is going to go too far and he is going to really hurt you or worse. There is no reason why he should be treating you this way, none!" "He tells me that I am an embarrassment to the Devereaux name. He said that his name has a great reputation and he's not going to let some little faggot ruin it for him. So I decided that I'm going to try and do whatever I can to make him happy and stay out of his way. Look we are almost there; let's just have a good time and try to leave our problems behind." Josh agreed, but knew that when this trip was over Justin was not going back to that house no matter what he had to do. They rounded the next bend and there it was the road that led to Cedar Lake. Once they saw the sign for Cedar Lake all thoughts went to the fun they had planned. They were going to go hiking on the trails, swimming in the lake, sitting at the camp fire and reliving old summers. It only took them another fifteen minutes to reach the little road that led up to the lake house. When they pulled up the other guys where already outside on the porch talking, laughing and having a good time. As they got out of the car Jason met them and apologized over and over again for getting them lost. He told them that he was going to give them money for having to spend the night in a motel room. Josh told him it was not a big deal and not to worry about it. The lake house sat up on a small hill about 100 feet from the lake. It had a small boat house with a dock next to it. It had four bedrooms upstairs with a huge full bathroom. Two of the rooms had a beautiful view of the lake, each had its own deck and the two back rooms had a wonderful view of the woods behind the house. When they entered the house the boys walked into a huge living room. On the left wall there was a beautiful sandstone fire place with dark leather couches to relax on. In the center of the room the stood the stairs which led to the upper part of the house, behind the staircase was the dining room and doors to the back deck. To the right were the kitchen and the stairs leading to the full basement. "I hope you don't mind if you and Justin share a room?" Jason asked as he walked them through the front door. "It's okay with me if it's okay with Justin." Josh replied with a smirk on his face. "That's fine with me." "Okay, then take your bags up to your room and let's get this weekend started! Your room is down the hall and second door on the left. It has a sweet view of the lake." Jason declared. When they took their bags up to the room it was apparent that Jason was right, the view from the deck was beautiful. Justin saw that the other guys were already on the dock. Up to that moment Justin hadn't thought about what he was going to do about swimming. He had not told anyone that he had a small fear of the water, and no one knew about the scar on his back. "Doesn't that water look refreshing?" Josh asked as he stood on the deck. "Yeah, it does." "Come on lets go swimming! It's so hot and humid, that the water is going to feel great!" "You can go if you want to. I'll sit on the dock and relax in the sun." "Oh come on Justin, what are you afraid of?" Josh asked as he dug out his swim suit. "I'm not scared of anything I just don't want to go in right now. Maybe tonight I'll go in." "Okay, tonight you come in with me. Besides then we could go skinny dipping." Josh said with a huge smile on his face. They walked down to the lake and Justin's stomach started knotting up. Despite how wonderful and calm the lake was Justin always got nervous around large bodies of water. When they reached the dock Josh took off in a flash and jumped into the water making a huge splash. Justin shook his head and let out a small laugh. Justin worked up enough courage to sit at the edge of the dock and slid his feet into the water. The water was just as refreshing as Josh said it was going to be. While he was sitting there he could not help but watch Josh as he swam around with the other guys. They were splashing and dunking each other, or trying to throw each other through the air, and Justin lost himself looking at how sexy Josh was with the water running down his muscular chest. He imagined what it would be like to run his hands all over Josh's torso and feel his muscles. He was so caught up in the moment he gave no thought to his growing hard on. He also didn't notice that Mark had snuck up onto the dock and was creeping up on him. Before he knew what was going on Mark pushed him into the lake. A moment of panic rushed over Justin and he started to sink down, but he shook it off and kicked back to the surface. He came to the surface coughing and choking on the water he inhaled when he was pushed in. He pulled himself out of the water, his wet white t-shirt clung to his body and his scar became visible. The only one that saw it was Josh and he couldn't believe what it said. Etched into his skin, right above Justin's waist line, were the words 'Faggot Slut'. Josh was outright horrified and angered. "Hey, Justin are you okay? The water is for swimming in not drinking." Mark laughed. "Yeah, I'm fine. You just caught me off guard." Justin said as he began shake the water off of him. "Justin, are you sure you're okay?" Josh asked as he started to swim toward the shore. "Yeah I'm fine, I'm just going to go and change out of these wet clothes." Justin remarked as he started to walk back to the house. Josh knew that Justin was not okay by the look on his face, and he decided to go and check on him. Mark asked him where he was going and he told him that he had to go to the bathroom. Mark laughed and said he could have gone in the lake. Josh laughed back and said he didn't think Mark would have wanted him to. By the time Josh made it to the bedroom he had enough time to see Justin pulling off his wet shirt and tossing it aside. He could now completely see the scars on Justin's back. He waited for Justin to put a dry shirt on before he entered the room. "Justin are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine he just caught me off guard is all." Justin replied as he tried to hide his emotions. "Justin when you were getting out of the water I happened to notice something on your lower back, what is it?" Josh asked even though he knew what it was. "There is nothing on my back." "Justin I saw the words 'Faggot Slut' carved onto your back." "Well I guess there is no use trying to hide it from you." "Will you show it to me?" Justin turned around; he started to lift up his shirt but stopped half way and looked at Josh, his eyes filled with pain and embarrassment. "Justin you know I would never laugh or make fun of you." Josh assured him. Justin turned all the way around and Josh was able to see it up close. He gingerly ran his fingers across each of the letters then he heard Justin let out a small whimper and start to shake. He turned Justin around, pulled him into his arms, and held him tight. "It okay, let it out, I've got you." He told him, soothing him and giving him permission to let go. Justin broke down and buried himself into Josh's chest. Josh just held onto him and let him cry as much as he wanted. After a few minutes Justin pulled himself together, wiped the remaining tears from his eyes and sat on the bed. "Do you want to talk about it?" Josh asked as he sat next to Justin. "It happened about three months ago when my dad was having one of his outbursts. It was the worst one that I went through. He had been drinking, and when he drinks the beatings are worse than ever. He was accusing me of fooling around with another kid from school. I tried to tell him that they were lies other people had been saying about me, but he didn't care. He told me that we were going to the horse barn, and I knew what that meant. When we got to the horse barn he tied me up to one of the horse stalls so my back was facing him. I thought he was just going to whip me like he had done a few times before. But this time was different, this time he put a rubber ball with leather straps in my mouth and put a blind fold over my eyes. I knew this time he was going to do something horrible." Josh could feel his blood start to race faster and faster as Justin continued. "He did whip me a few times but that was only to get me ready for what he had planned next. The next thing I felt was something cold and sharp on my back, it was a knife. Then I realized what the gag was for; it was to keep anyone from hearing my screams. He took his time carving each and every letter into my back so I would really feel the pain. The pain was so intense that it caused me to throw up but the gag prevented it from leaving my mouth. I started choking but he didn't stop, he didn't care, he just kept on going like it was nothing. When he finally finished he removed the gag and untied me, I was so weak I fell to the floor and passed out. When I came about he told me that he hoped I liked my new tattoo and that it was a reminder of who I was a faggot slut." Justin said as a single tear escaped from his eye. "Justin you're not a faggot slut. I can't believe he went that far!" Josh said as he tried to hide the rage that was flowing through his veins. "Now you understand why I didn't want to go swimming. I don't want the other guys to see it and ask questions or make fun." "I understand now, and if you don't want to go later we don't have to." "I'll let you know how I feel later; I think I'm going to get changed out of these wet shorts before I get sick." "I'm going to get changed to; I think I have had enough of the water for right now." Josh said as he stood up. Josh went over to the dresser, got out a change of clothes and started to get undressed. He caught a glimpse of Justin out of the corner of his eye and his eyes locked onto Justin's cock. Justin was a lot bigger than he would have thought. Justin wasn't built like most guys; he was just your average swimmer build. But when he saw how hung Justin was it took him back. Josh's cock started to stiffen and grow. He didn't know what was coming over him. He was outraged at what Justin's dad had done to him, and he wanted to show him that not all men are evil, but instead of noble thoughts he was looking at Justin getting an erection. Josh had questioned if he was gay or not but he never pursued those feelings, till now. Before he knew what he was doing he grabbed Justin and brought him close to him. He looked deep into Justin's eyes and he slowly brought his lips to Justin's. At first Justin didn't kiss back but after a few moments he was kissing him back with the equal passion and lust. Justin was kissing Josh he could feel Josh's hard cock rubbing against his and that made him get hard very fast. Justin's mind was filled with different emotions, lust, confusion, passion, and desire. When they broke the kiss Josh rested his forehead against Justin's. He fought to control his flaring desire, Justin had been quietly suffering for so long, he didn't want to cause him any more harm. "Justin, do you want me to stop?" "No, I am okay, better than okay; I don't want you to stop." Justin pressed himself closer to Josh for emphasis. Josh's breathing hitched at the contact, "If anything gets uncomfortable we can stop. Let's move to the bed." Justin finally got to see Josh's cock fully erect and it was a sight to be seen. It was at least ten and a half inches long and six inches around. It stood straight up toward the ceiling and had thick veins running the entire length of the shaft. Justin noticed that Josh kept his hair neatly trimmed which made his organ seem even bigger. He fantasized what it would be like to have that inside of him, but he was not ready for it just yet. They started kissing again but this time they explored each other's body with their hands. Justin felt up and down Josh's muscular chest. He reached over and lightly pinched Josh's right nipple, he felt Josh jump and moan. He broke the kiss and started licking and sucking on Josh's left nipple which made him moan and raise his body off the bed. "Do you want me to stop?" Justin asked. "God please don't!" Josh replied. Justin went back to sucking but this time he went to the other nipple. He started to trace the muscles down Josh's body to his pubic hair. He played around with it before he finally grabbed Josh's manhood, which made his own jump in excitement. He slowly started to jerk Josh's cock making sure he felt every last inch. Josh was leaking precum and Justin used that to help lube up the hard length. He broke away from Josh's chest and kissed his way down to the base of his rod. He started to kiss around the base of Josh's member; he could feel Josh start to tremble. He slowly kissed his way up the huge shaft until he met the massive head. He started to kiss around the base of the head and stuck his tongue into the slit. That almost sent Josh over the top. Justin slowly licked the head, tasting the semi salty precum that was covering it. He unhurriedly took Josh's head into his mouth and slowly worked his way down as he moved his tongue all around. Josh jumped and squirmed under him. It was a feeling of overwhelming arousal Josh had never felt before and he was really enjoying it. Justin's mouth was so warm and so wet that he was having a hard time not just blasting away. Justin tried to take all of Josh's cock into his mouth but he choked when he had about eight inches in. He backed off just a bit and worked with what he had in his mouth. Before long Josh could not hold back anymore and he told Justin that he was about to cum. Justin nodded and moaned in anticipation. That sent Josh clear over the top and he shot stream after stream after stream of hot liquid into Justin's waiting mouth and Justin eagerly took every last drop. It was so intense and so powerful that Justin shot himself without having to touch his own cock. The Trip Ch. 02 "Justin that was truly amazing! I'm sorry I shot so much into your mouth." "I told you to. I wanted you to." Justin said with a smile. They decided that they had better get dressed and join the guys so no one would think anything was going. They spent most of the afternoon hanging out on the dock talking and relaxing in the warm Virginia air. It was about 5:30 when Justin told the guys that he was going to start dinner and that he didn't need anyone to help. Twenty minutes later Justin came out and started the grill and when it was ready he threw on his special burgers. Soon the guys could smell the wonderful smells coming from the grill. On the gill was corn on the cob, sweet potatoes, cheese filled hot dogs, and baked beans on the side burner. When everything was ready he walked down to the dock and told his friends that dinner was ready; as everyone ate no one spoke a single word, the food was so good and delicious. "Damn Justin what's in these burgers? They are so good and juicy!" Jason said as he took another burger. "Now if I told you then it wouldn't be a secret would it." Justin laughed. "Did you guys hear anything about the hurricane?" Mark asked. "The last thing I heard it's going to head out to sea and the most we might get are some clouds tomorrow." Shane replied. "Okay good. I don't want anything to spoil this weekend." Steve said as he got up from the table. "Justin since you cooked we can clean up. I think it's only fair." Josh remarked as he got up. Justin did not argue with that since he was tired from cooking and the earlier activities. He decided to give his mom a call and check in. But when he called his dad answered the phone. "Hi dad, I was calling to let mom know I made it to Cedar Lake. It is really nice here." Justin offered. "Well, I guess, fairies like nature." He did not know why but the comment irked him so much, he often heard worse. "I recall you spend a lot of time in nature on those hunting trips." His father sputtered on the other end of the phone. "What did you just say to me? Never mind, I should have never let you go on that trip. You just keep your sissy mouth shut or there will be hell to pay. Do you understand me?" Josh's words came to mind, and slipped out before Justin could stop them. "How would you know if I did say something?" "You keep your goddamned gay mouth shut! You understand me, or I'll shut it for you permanently! Keep mouthing off and I won't pay for that surgery. Why waste my money on a worthless cocksucking faggot? Paying something for nothing is a bad investment slut boy. But I might, since legally you're my son and it would be a pain dealing with your mother. But remember I don't have to do shit, so keep your mouth shut." He hung up the phone before Justin could respond. Justin just sat there and thought maybe it would be better if he didn't get the surgery and let the cancer take over his body. Sometimes he wished he was never adopted and that he would have been better off in Ireland as an orphan. He decided to go back to the house and see what the guys were up to; he needed to get things off his mind. When Justin walked in the door Josh knew that something was wrong but didn't want to say anything in front of the other guys. They all decided to play a few rounds of poker to pass the time. After they got into the game Justin forgot all about the phone call from his dad. They had played for a few hours when Jason told them that he was going to take a shower and get ready for bed. "Do you want to go take a walk down by the lake?" Josh asked as he cleaned up the cards. "If you want to we can." Justin replied. "Okay just let me tell Shane that we are going for a walk." They walked down to the lake and the mountain air had settled in and it was a little chilly. Josh went over to the edge of the water and stuck his foot in. He told Justin that it was warmer than the air and it felt good. "Do you want to go in? You don't have to go in deep." Josh said as he took off his shoes. Josh could see the look of hesitation in Justin's eyes. "I'll stay right by your side if you want me to?" "If you promise to and don't try anything funny." "I wouldn't do that, I know you're not fond of the water." "Okay, just be patient with me." They stripped quickly. Josh took Justin by the hand and led him to the water. Josh felt Justin pull back when he got to the water's edge. He reassured Justin that he was going to be right by his side the entire time, and they would not go any further than he was comfortable with. Justin entered that water and he felt it was a lot warmer than the air around him; it kind of felt nice. They were about twenty feet out and about waist deep when Josh started to feel that Justin was trembling, he decided that it was far enough. He asked Justin if he wanted to go back to shore but Justin told him that he just wasn't used to being this far out. They stood there in the water looking at all the stars in the sky; Josh couldn't help but wonder how anyone could hurt someone as sweet and caring as Justin. Back home the stars weren't visible due to the lights from Atlantic City and Philadelphia, but out there in the Virginia Mountains there were no lights from any city to drown out the stars. Josh looked over at Justin and noticed that he had a small smile on his face. "What's that smile for?" "It is so peaceful and quiet out here, it makes me want to stay forever." They stood out in the lake for another twenty minutes talking and looking up at the stars when Justin let out a little yawn. Josh suggested they head to bed for the night. When they got back to the house the only one who was still up was Shane. They said their goodnights and headed up the stairs to their bedroom. After they got changed for bed Josh walked over to the deck doors and opened them up. The moon was shining so brightly over the lake that he could see everything; it was an amazing sight. He turned around to tell Justin to come and take a look but Justin had already fallen asleep. He softly closed the doors; turned off the lights and slid under the covers, he knew that he was falling in love with Justin. He leaned over and gently kissed Justin on the forehead and pulled him close to his body. He knew that from that point on he always wanted to have Justin sleeping next to him. When Josh woke up he found it odd that the sun was not shining through the windows. He slowly slipped out of bed, so as not to disturb Justin, and walked over to the window, it was very cloudy and there was a slight wind. He got dressed and walked downstairs to see the other guys sitting at the kitchen table and they didn't look happy. "What's with the looks on your faces?" Josh asked as he sat with them. "Well we have a problem." Jason replied. "What kind of problem?" "That hurricane that was supposed to stay in the Atlantic Ocean changed its course and is now heading right for us." At that moment Justin came down the stairs and heard what Jason had said. His heart jumped because he has never gone through a hurricane before. He took a seat next to Josh. "When is this hurricane going to hit us?" Justin asked. "According to the weather station we are really going to feel it around eleven." Shane replied. "That's only two hours away! What do you think we should do?" "That's what we have to figure out. We have to decide if we're going to stay here and ride it out or try and make it home." Jason replied. "I think we should hit the road and haul ass home!" Steve exclaimed as he went to get some coffee. "You really think that's a good idea?" Justin asked. "Hell yeah I do!" He snapped back. "Dude calm down, there's no reason to snap at him like that! He only asked a simple question!" Josh barked back. "More like a stupid question! I've been through a hurricane before and they are nothing to laugh at!" "Steve, sit down and take a friggin' chill pill, you're just wasting time getting all worked up!" Jason yelled back. "Justin, do you think we should stay here?" Shane asked. "Well, you said that the hurricane is going to be here within two hours. We still have to pack up and close up the place, which could take an hour or so. Then we still have to drive to the interstate which is about an hour north east of here, so that puts us right around the two hour limit just when the hurricane is going to get bad." "Justin has a very good point here. What would happen if we got caught out in the storm? The weather man said it's going to be one of the worst hurricanes to hit Virginia." Shane replied. "Well I think it's a stupid idea! Let's just sit here like sitting ducks; we're out in the middle of nowhere, miles from the nearest hospital. And what would you know about hurricanes, you came from Texas." Steve said as he glared at Justin. "You are right I've never been through a hurricane, but I've seen and been through more fucking tornados than you could ever imagine!" Justin snapped at him. "Okay, let's not waste time fighting, we need to figure out what we are going to do and do it now. I agree with Justin." Shane replied as he tried to ease the tension. "He's right, staying here is going to be our best bet. My parents have this place stocked full of canned goods, bottled water, and a whole house generator. There are enough supplies to last over a week here if need be." Jason said as he looked out the window. "But what if something happens and we need to get help, or get out of here?" Steve asked. "We have the boat. We can go down the river to the General store and catch the main road there." "Okay, then it's settled, we stay here and ride out the storm." Josh replied. "Now the only things we don't have are batteries for the flash lights and food like milk, eggs, and bread. We usually bring them up with us when we stay here, but since we were only coming for a few days I didn't buy a lot." Jason pointed out. "Okay, then let's hit the store. How far away is the supermarket?" Shane asked. "It's about twenty minutes from here." Jason replied. "What about that general store? It's right down the road and I doubt it's going to be mobbed like the supermarket is going to be." Justin reasoned. "You're right, it's better if we go to the general store and get what we need. Would you and Josh mind going?" Jason asked. Josh and Justin both agreed that they would run to the general store while the rest of them got the house ready for the storm. While driving down the road the wind had started to pick up, and when they arrived at the store it began to rain. Before they went in Justin decided to call home and let his mother know that they were going to stay and ride out the storm. She told him that it was a smart move staying there, she also told him to try and keep in contact as much as he could. When they entered the store they each went their own way to get as much as they could in the least amount of time. They got every size battery they could think of, they got four gallons of milk, three dozen eggs, a large container of oat meal, and of course some junk food too. After they paid for everything they headed outside to the car. When they stepped outside they noticed it was very warm and humid, the wind had also picked up. "I have to admit to something, when you snapped back at Steve like that it really turned me on. Is that wrong?" Josh said with a little laugh. "No. But I shouldn't have done that, he is your best friend and I shouldn't have talked to him like that." Justin replied as he put the last bag in the car. "Steve and I've been friends since the 1st grade, but in the past few years we've kind of drifted apart for some reason. And it wouldn't matter, he still had no right to talk to you the way he did, it was downright disrespectful." "Thanks for sticking up for me." Justin said as he leaned over and kissed Josh. When they arrived back at the house the guys were trying to finish up getting loose objects put away, nailed down, and tied up before the brunt of the storm hit. They brought everything in and decided to move the cars near the clearing by the lake; just in case a tree fell it wouldn't smash the cars. Immediately after they finished locking and securing all the windows the sky opened up, it started raining buckets of water and the wind really kicked up. They could feel the old lake house creak and moan from the force of the wind, the tall mighty trees seemed to bend and sway like tooth picks, and the once calm and gentle lake looked like the roaring ocean. The guys decided to retreat to the basement were there was a pool table, 52" flat screen TV, tons of DVD's, and game systems. They kept themselves busy for most of the morning and being in the basement they really didn't hear the storm raging around them. It was around 2:30 when Justin told Josh that he was a little tired and wanted to go lay down for a little. "Are you feeling okay?" Josh asked concern showing on his face. "Yeah, I'm just getting a little tired; I need to lay down for a bit." "Do you want me to come up there with you?" "No stay here and have fun with everyone, I'll be okay." Justin assured him. When Justin walked up to the bedroom he could really get a good view of the lake looking through the spaces between the boards over the window. It was really rough. He had never seen a lake with so many white caps and tall waves. It was very humid in the bedroom so he deiced to take off his shirt and lay on top of the covers for better relief. Before long the roaring of the wind and the rain hitting the windows carried Justin off to a deep sleep. It was the sound of the bedroom door closing that woke him from his slumber, and when he opened his eyes he noticed Steve was standing in the doorway; it startled Justin and he quickly got up and put his shirt back on. "What's up? Is everything okay?" Justin asked trying to hide the worry in his voice. "What's that on your back?" "What was what?" "I saw something on your back, some kind of words." "There is nothing on my back; you must have seen a shadow." Justin said as he walked towards the door. "I'm not stupid I saw something back there and I want to see what it is!" Steve demanded as he blocked Justin from getting past the door. "I told you it's nothing!" Justin said trying to sound forceful. But Steve wasn't buying it for one second; he wanted to see what was back there. He grabbed Justin's left wrist as he tried to reach for the door and twisted him around and pulled up on his arm forcing him to bend over and fall to his knees. He grabbed the bottom of Justin's shirt and ripped it up exposing the words that were engraved into his skin. "I always knew you were a cock sucker!" Steve said as he jerked Justin back to his feet. "Let go that's my bad arm; you're fucking hurting me!" Justin cried out in pain. "I thought you faggots liked pain!" Steve said as he pushed Justin hard. Steve was very athletic, being on most of the sports teams at school, and was a lot stronger than Justin. When he pushed him he went flying across the room and fell over the night stand next to the bed. Justin came down on it with a horrible crash, breaking the lamp and smashing his face on the bed post. Blood started to pour out of Justin's mouth as he stumbled to get up, but Steve pushed him back to the floor, got on top of him, and grabbed him by his shirt. "I'm going to beat the fucking piss outta you!" "Please just let me go!" Justin begged as tears streamed down his face. The very moment Steve was about to lay into him the bedroom door flew open and Josh charged at Steve, knocking him off of Justin. Josh cocked his fist back and intending to knock the shit out of Steve when Jason grabbed his hand and stopped him. "Josh don't!" Jason yelled. "I'm going to break his face for hurting Justin!" He bellowed. "Go ahead and protect your little cock sucking slut!" Steve barked back. "What are you talking about?!" "I saw what was carved into his skin 'faggot slut'. What, you have him suck your cock for you? Is that why you're so protective of him? Because he's your dirty little slut!" "Get him the fuck outta here before I lose it!" Josh ordered. Jason dragged Steve out of the room and took him back to his bedroom. He stayed there to make sure he didn't try and come back. Josh went over to his beloved, who was crying and shaking uncontrollably on the floor. He knelt down next to Justin to try and help him up, but Justin flinched and backed away. It broke his heart when Justin did that; he almost broke down in tears himself. "Justin, it's okay love. It's me, it's over." Josh said as he tried to reach for Justin's hand again. Justin finally reached out and took Josh's hand; Josh helped him up and walked him to the bathroom. When they got to the bathroom Josh sat Justin down on the toilet and started to clean the blood from his face and the cut above his eye. He noticed that Justin had split his lip open and warned him that it was going to sting when he cleaned it. Justin nodded mutely. He retreated into himself, the way he always did when he was hurt. Shame over being unable to protect himself warred with the joy over being safe; Josh had defended him. Shane and Mark walked into the bathroom and asked if there was anything they could to help. Josh asked them if they could sit with Justin while he went to go get some ice for Justin's head. Before he went back to the kitchen he stopped off and knocked on the door to where Steve and Jason where. "It's open." Jason said. "I want to talk to Steve." Josh replied as he closed the door. "Can I trust that you're not going to kill him?" Jason asked. "Yeah, I'm not going to kill him." "Okay, if you need anything I'll be in ear shot." Jason replied as he closed the door. "What's your fucking problem?! I should beat your ass like you did to Justin! What would make you do that to him?! He didn't do anything to you!" Steve just sat there and looked into Josh's eyes. "I asked you a question and I want an answer!" Josh said raising his voice. "I don't owe you shit, leave me alone!" "You owe me a reason as to why you did that; you could have killed him back there." "Maybe that's what I was trying to do." Steve said as he tried to stand up. "Have you been drinking?" Josh said he could clearly see Steve having trouble standing up. "And what if I have, you're not my mother!" "I can believe you were drinking. Why would you say you wanted to kill him? What did he ever do to you?" "He took away my best friend! That's what the little bastard did! We were so close, so tight before he came into the picture! We used to do everything together, then all of a sudden this new kid comes around and you drop me like a pile of bricks. We never hang out anymore and trying to get you to go anywhere without him is like pulling teeth! I joined the football team just to spend time with you!" "Why didn't you say something to me? If you felt that way you should have told me instead of keeping it bottled up, and then hurting someone who did nothing to you!" "And I guess I should've told you that I've been in love with you since we were kids!" "What do you mean in love with me? I think that's the alcohol talking." "No Joshua, you heard it right, I'm gay. I hate the fact that you spend all your time with him and when I saw the way you've been looking at him I knew that you were falling for him and I knew that I don't have a chance in hell!" "I don't know what to say." "Don't say anything, just leave me alone!" Steve said as tears began to fill his eyes. "I'll leave you alone for now, but when you're stupid ass sobers up we have a lot more to talk about!" "Whatever." The Trip Ch. 02 Josh closed the door, he stood there in shock, trying to let everything that he had just seen and heard sink in. It wasn't until Jason came out of the bathroom and asked what was going on that he broke his train of thought. Jason asked if he needed to talk about what had happened. Josh agreed but first wanted to check on Justin. When he walked into the bathroom he saw Shane tending to Justin's cut. "Shane do you think he needs stitches." Josh asked. Shane shook his head, "No, they aren't that bad. Let me clean them, Justin's going to be fine." Shane's mother was a nurse, and he was the one they turned to when an injury needed tending, he had a knack. "Love, where are the cigarettes?" Josh called to Justin. Justin's eyes got wide at Josh's use of the endearment in front of their friends. "Um, i-in my bag b-by the dresser." Josh walked over and gave Justin a kiss on the forehead. "I'm going to take a walk with Jason and talk for a minute. I'll be back soon." He strode out of the room as if it was the most natural thing in the world. As far as Josh was concerned it was. He was with Justin, if anyone had a problem with it then too bad for them. Josh retrieved the cigarettes and took in the sight of the mess, the broken lamp and Justin's blood on the floor. No one was going to hurt Justin again if he could help it. He had already failed to keep him safe from Steve; he had no intention of failing Justin again. He apologized to Jason for the mess and told him he would clean it up. Jason told him that they could get to that later, but right now they needed to talk. Josh followed Jason downstairs to the front porch where the rain wasn't hitting. "So what's going on, what did Steve say to you?" "He told me that he's been in love with me ever since we were kids and that's why he snapped. He's jealous that I'm in love with Justin and not him." Josh replied as he lit the cigarette. "Dude, I'm going to tell you something. I knew a long time ago that he was in love with you; it really wasn't hard to see. He would follow you around all the time; he always wanted to be around you, do what you did, and hang out with whoever hung out with you." "I never saw that." "I think you did, but you hid those feelings from yourself cause you weren't ready to admit to yourself that you could be in love with another guy. To tell you the truth, I have always thought you were gay, but it didn't matter to me if you loved a guy or a girl so I never pressed the issue. I could tell how much you love and care about Justin, even before today." "I do love him and I guess I have ever since the day I saw him walking down the hall in school." "See go with your feelings. Steve will come around, I'm sure he will." "I hope so, because I don't want to have to choose between him and Justin. I'd choose Justin, no hesitations." "I couldn't help but notice that Justin has a strange scar on his back and I was wondering if you knew where it came from? It really is none of my business, but I care a lot about Justin too." Josh was a little reluctant about letting someone else know about Justin's big secret, but since Jason had already seen it he decided to fill him in on what had happened. Jason was mortified when heard how Justin got those scars, he also told Josh that they couldn't let Justin go back to that bastard. They agreed that Josh needed to tell his parents so they could help Justin. They talked back and forth on how Josh should go about bringing this up to his parents when all of a sudden they heard a tremendous crash and the lights went out in the lake house. The storms fury had arrived. To be continued... *************************** Please keep an eye out for Chapter of The Trip: The Storms Fury. The Trip Ch. 02 Day two was similar to the first. After lunch, we again went to the nude beach. Richard and Julie were already there. Ken and Sara joined us soon after we arrived. Jonathon and Amy were nowhere to be found. MrsAE had worn her modest bikini, but wasted no time in removing her top once we reached the beach. She is outgoing and likeable and quickly became great friends with the other women. They chatted, giggled, and teased us guys unmercifully. Especially Julie. She sat in the chair next to me. Legs spread open, her total assets on view. She loved the effect she was having on us. MrsAE enjoyed the looks her breasts were getting. We were well into our second day, and all three of the men still had to occasionally take a swim to cool our excitement. We learned more about our companions. Richard was a stockbroker, Julie worked part-time as a decorator. They were from Kansas City. Ken owned a small temp service and Sara, no surprise here, was a CPA. They lived in Phoenix. MrsAE is in sales, and I am a professor of marketing at a medium sized regional university in the deep South. All of us have children. MrsAE and I had the most with four. The others’ children were in high school or college. We are empty nesters. We learned from Richard that Jonathon was sole heir to a large oilfield construction business founded by his grandfather in Houston. He apparently had some type of job with little responsibility and a large salary. Amy, also from a wealthy family, had never worked a day in her life. Richard indicated that, in the not too distant future, Jonathon would inherit more than $100 million. While three couples were making their first trip to Hedonism, Jonathon and Amy were regular visitors. Two or three times a year for the last several years. With the exception of some sexy comments and a lot of happy grab ass in the water. The day passed uneventfully. Julie tried to coax MrsAE and Sara out of their bottoms, but was unsuccessful. We took all the sun we could stand, went in for a nap and agreed to meet for dinner. That evening, as we dressed, we talked. MrsAE was looking forward to more dancing and touching. I was too. Julie had been especially cuddly the evening before, and I was excited about playing with her again tonight. It seemed that I wasn’t the only one. “I think Julie is flirting with me,” MrsAE announced casually. “Really, how do you feel about that?” “Oh, I could never be with another woman, but it is fun to be getting this much attention. How would you feel if I were a bit more flirtatious tonight?” “What do you have in mind?” “Nothing in particular, I just feel extremely sexy when these men touch me and talk to me. I want to be sure you don’t object to my responding.” “Are we still keeping to our rules?” “Of course, but you told me we should go with the flow.” “I want you to enjoy our vacation. Have a good time. Feel free to do what ever you like” I responded. She smiled. MrsAE is a Gemini, lots of different personalities. Often, I would wake up with a woman who was very different from the one I kissed good night. It was sometimes frustrating, but, more often, lots of fun. I was excited about the personality she was exuding over the last couple of days. At dinner, the women were all dressed to excite. MrsAE wore a white cotton gauze two-piece outfit. The halter-top left her back bare. I could see the outlines of her areola through the fabric. “After all,” she reasoned before leaving the room, “they’ve all already seen my titties.” The long skirt was split nearly to her hip. Julie wore a short silk skirt and matching top. The top left her midriff bare. My mind wandered, thinking how much fun it would be to dance with her later that night. Sara was in a long sundress. Also split far up her thigh. The color matched her deep blue eyes. Amy was even more seductive. The sheer top she wore did nothing to hide her full breasts. The scarf wrapped around her waist hinted that she was truly looking for excitement. The conversation was distinctly more sexual than the previous evening. Everyone was curious about the others. Why had each of us come? What were our expectations? What were the limits? Ken and Sara were much like us, just looking for some excitement. Richard and Julie were a bit more adventurous. Looking to have a good time, and whatever that brought, but probably not into swinging. Jonathon and Amy were, of course looking for other couples who wanted to party. The women quizzed Amy about how it felt to be made love to by different men. MrsAE asked, “What is the wildest thing you have ever done?” Amy then told us about fucking four different men at the same time, while Jonathon watched. A cock in her mouth, one in her pussy, and one in each hand. I thought I saw MrsAE shiver slightly. Amy explained that swinging wasn’t for everyone, but they loved it. Julie asked if Amy had been with other women and if so, how it felt. “I love being with a woman,” she replied, “and if you want to know how it feels, I will show you.” We laughed but, after talking with MrsAE, I really felt that Julie was more interested than she let on. We moved to the disco after dinner. The contact was definitely more overt. During the fast numbers, the women seemed unconcerned when their dancing exposed various parts of their bodies. They bounced and rubbed up against us with unconcealed enjoyment. As she began to perspire, MrsAE’s top became nearly transparent. Her breasts clearly on view. The split in her skirt showed her strong legs and occasionally a bit more. Julie’s short skirt often rode up to expose her bush and ass. Even Sara seemed unconcerned that her movements in the sexy sundress exposed her to our view. During the slower numbers I watched as both Jonathon and Richard clearly fondled MrsAE’s ass. She seemed to love it. Once when she returned to the table she told me that Jonathon had gotten hard while dancing with her. “It felt like we had a baseball bat between us.” I really enjoyed rubbing Julie’s slim butt and Amy’s fuller hips. Julie was more flirtatious than the night before. Rubbing herself against my erection. She was a world class tease. Amy was direct. “I want to fuck you,” she whispered as we slow danced. “How would MrsAE feel about that?” She already knew the answer and didn’t seem to expect me to respond. However, there was a clear and immediate physical response. I am sure she understood how I felt. Sara was a bit more reluctant, but was still a part of the fun. I put my hands on her ass once and she seemed uncomfortable, but didn’t say no. As the evening wore on, MrsAE told me the guys were fondling her breasts and slipping their hands insider her skirt to feel her bare ass. She was excited, and so was I. Ken had kissed her during one slow dance. I hadn’t seen that. Jonathon had made her the same offer as Amy had made me. “What did you say?” I asked. “I told him not tonight.” I was again surprised. Did she mean another night was possible, or was she just being polite? This wasn’t the place for conversation, so I definitely would have to ask her later. At every opportunity, Amy encouraged everyone to relax and get rid of his or her inhibitions. Her libido was supercharged. She would have taken all four of us guys on in a heartbeat, if we had agreed. Jonathon enjoyed all the ladies and supported everything Amy said. Richard and Julie were both adventurous. Both felt like they had missed a few things when they were younger. It became clear that Ken had brought Sara to Hedonism hoping she would loosen up and participate in some new experiences. She was clearly reserved and often uncomfortable with the goings on. MrsAE had relaxed completely. She was having a great time, felt completely in control, and was allowing her erotic personality free reign. Me, I was just astonished at everything. A wide-eyed country boy in a foreign environment. Shortly after midnight, Amy suggested we all go to the hot tub. Julie was all for it. MrsAE said ok. Sara looked reluctant, but Ken encouraged her. “You won’t have to be naked,” he told her. Amy led the way. When we got to the tub, there were several people there ahead of us. Some naked, some not. Amy stripped out of what few clothes she was wearing, as did Julie. Both climbed in the tub. MrsAE took off her top, pulled her skirt up and dangled her feet in the water. Sara sat beside her. The guys all piled in beside Amy and Julie. We simply sat and relaxed. I was sitting in the water beside and just below MrsAE. Gently rubbing her exposed thighs. Ken was doing the same for Sara. Amy sat by me, Richard was on the other side, between her and Julie. Jonathon sat across from us, talking to some of the other guests. I noticed he was staring at me. Then, I realized it was my hands he was watching. MrsAE had spread her legs a bit and Jonathon was looking right up her skirt. When I looked at her face, it was obvious that MrsAE knew he was staring. She was staring right back. I’m not sure what he could see, as dark as it was, but she wasn’t trying to hide. She seemed to be quite taken with him. What was she thinking? As I contemplated, no fantasized is a more appropriate word, I felt Amy’s hand on my thigh. She rubbed me softly and slowly, gradually moving her hand upward. Even in the warm water, I could not stop my erection. I waited with some trepidation for her to find it. I didn’t think our guidelines prohibited Amy stroking my cock, but I hadn’t really allowed for so many people, including my wife, to be watching. Amy was having great fun with me. She knew my predicament. I couldn’t respond, without alerting MrsAE. I couldn’t say no, my God, who would do that. I couldn’t take things any further, that was against MrsAE’s rules. I couldn’t stand up with my dick hard. Amy was teasing me unmercifully. Stroking me slowly, rubbing her big tits on my shoulder, and whispering in my ear. “Climb up and sit next to your wife and I will suck your dick while everybody watches.” She knew it wasn’t going to happen, and was loving the effect she was having on me. MrsAE was so enthralled with the attention she was getting, I don’t think she even noticed the attention Amy was giving me. I could not even speak. We had been there 30 minutes or so when Jonathon got up and walked over to us. Two of the couples he had been talking with were into exhibitionism and invited our group to watch them play. Julie immediately said, “Let’s go”. MrsAE said, “Sure”. Ken was ready too. Amy squeezed just under the head of my cock to reduce my erection, and whispered to me that she didn’t want me to be embarrassed. Jonathon gave a sign to the other couples and we all got out of the water. The two new couples led us just around the corner of the hotel, to a more secluded area that had a picnic table. One of the new women stretched out on the table, her legs spread and knees bent. She was tall, long legs. Nice body too. It was like she was in heat. She looked at all of us. She rubbed herself. Having an audience seemed to make her more excited. The woman from the second couple we didn’t know stepped to the end of the table, between the first’s legs, and began to stroke her. The second woman was petite. Maybe five feet two or three. Also slim and younger. Maybe 30. With ten people watching, she lowered her head and began to lick the prone woman’s pussy. MrsAE reached for my cock and began to stroke me. She was still topless and now that her skirt was wet, it clung to her and was almost transparent. She was transfixed. Always curious about female/female sex, here was a chance to see it in person. The other couples were hugging and stroking each other as well. The woman on the table was getting into the oral loving she was receiving. Her hips were lifted from the table, and she was rubbing her tits. Moaning and writhing. When she came, she was quiet, but her body tensed and trembled so that we all knew what had happened. The second woman didn’t stop, she seemed to know that her friend wasn’t finished. One of the men from their group came up behind the petite woman and began to stroke her ass and pussy. She spread her legs in an invitation to him. He wasn’t bashful either. When he entered her there was an audible gasp from the assembled audience. Everyone was fascinated as we watched him sliding in and out of her while she ate the woman on the table. The moonlight made it easy to see them, but not really clearly. It was like one of those movies where the stars make love in a bed with a sheer curtain around them. You could see, and yet you couldn’t. Shortly, the second man moved to the side of the table. The first woman reached for his cock and then adjusted her position so that she could take him in her mouth. It was a surreal scene. We were watching a live porn movie. Four people, whom we didn’t know, fucking for our entertainment, and theirs. I looked at the others. Richard’s had his hand between Julie’s legs. Her mouth was open and she was stroking him. Ken was standing behind Sara, playing with her tits. She looked a bit overwhelmed, but her hands were behind her, obviously holding his cock. MrsAE was watching intently, while stroking me. I had my hand under her skirt squeezing her ass and rubbing between her legs. She was as wet as I could ever remember her being. The couples that were performing for us were very aware that we were there. They watched us watching them. The second man was starting to really pound his dick into the tiny woman he was fucking. She pushed up and back to meet his thrusts. He grabbed her ass and jammed himself in as deep as he could and held on as she continued to move and draw his juices from him. It seemed that the audience excited them to the point that orgasms came quickly. He too made almost no sounds as he came. He pulled his cock from between her widespread legs and stepped back. The man who was getting the blowjob now moved to the end of the table and filled her waiting hole. He also began to pound her hard and fast. Apparently unhappy with out a dick, the woman on the table reached for the softening member of the now unoccupied man. She began to lick and suck him, cleaning the other woman’s juices. With this second cock in her pussy, the tiny woman being fucked seemed even more active. She moved her ass around, up, back. It was clear that they were experienced together, their movements almost perfectly choreographed. The woman on the table came again. Watching her and us, the second man emptied his balls into his willing recipient. Only the woman who had been fucking had not come. As if on cue, she traded places with the woman on the table and was treated to a thorough return tongue bath. She was much more vocal than the others. “Yessss, yessss, that’s it. Show all these people how you like eating cum from my pussy. I want them to watch me come. Make me come.” Both men were stroking the woman on the table. She had a cock in each hand. She thrust her hips up and arched her back as her companion continued to eat her. Continuing to talk to us, she shook violently and cried out as she climaxed. And, then, it was over. I felt a bit like a naughty schoolboy, spying on the girl next door. Everyone was flushed with excitement, but also a bit nonplused. We left the two couples there recuperating and walked back toward the pool area. We didn’t even know their names. I wasn’t sure I could have recognized any of them in the daylight. No one was in the mood for conversation. We all had just one thing on our minds. We said our good nights and returned to our rooms. MrsAE kept me up for another hour. She was wild. She had been fondled by a variety of men, watched her first live sex, and her pussy had been wet for hours. She demanded, and got, release. She came three times when I ate her and again as I fucked her doggie style, just like the woman we had watched. Another day in paradise. We slept long and hard. The Trip Ch. 02 The Trip Ch. 02: Heading Home As we walked out of the open-air auditorium, I took Lyzi’s hand in mine. Although the time we had spent together was so short, I felt things for her I’d never known before this day. All the phone conversations and shared jokes that had occurred prior to this, our first meeting, had set her up to be an amazing girl. But my thoughts had not done her justice. When Skyler held my hand, I could not comprehend all that my body was feeling. And to even attempt to know what was going on in my head was a joke in itself. I guess I just never knew that two people could become so close, so quickly. “I really think we should hang out sometime, you know, when we don’t have to worry about lame people ruining a good time.” “Yah, that sounds like a plan Lyzi. In the meantime, should we go get some dinner?” “Sure.” So we sat through a pretty good Italian meal, holding hands under the table, and kissing every so often. When 8 o’clock came around we took off to meet the rest of our group at the last ride before we ventured home. Lyzi shared a boat with her boyfriend, so I had to share one with my girlfriend. She attempted to make an effort with me, but to no avail. She finally began to understand that I had no interest in her or her lame ass games. I had found heaven in her best friend. As I rode along with Sean he started kissing my neck and rubbing my stomach ever so softly. As his hands moved upward he discovered my missing bra and immediately questioned me about its absence. I let him know that it had become a nuisance and I had let it go. He was less than pleased so I told him that I was an adult and could do whatever I wanted, and that I really didn’t give a fuck about what he felt anymore, and we continued our ride in silence. God I hated that prick. Our journey through hell ended and I was so excited about the ride home I practically skipped to the car. My now ex-girlfriend pretended not to care as she flirted with some random guy she’d picked up at the park and had no doubt fucked in a bathroom stall. As I headed to the parking lot, I scanned the crowd for Lyzi, only to find her and Sean yelling at each other a few feet away. I decided to make the trek without her, and uncover the reasons behind their little tiff later. Now, I didn’t mean to bring a good thing down, but I prayed they were breaking up. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………… I met a rather chipper looking Sky back at the vehicle, who proceeded to give me the biggest smile I’d seen from him all day. When we were settled in back, he let me know that he was now a free man, which delighted me immensely and renewed my faith in divine intervention. “Good for you Sky. Now you can explore the many opportunities I’m sure you have available to you at home,” I said, as I gave him a smile of false bravado. “There’s only one I’m interested in taking advantage of…” I replied to her as I squeezed her hand. Then she leaned into me and we fell asleep together as the car moved steadily homeward. About two hours later, the group stopped for food, but we let them know we weren’t hungry and stayed back in the car. Instantly I recognized the mischievous twinkle in Lyzi’s eye as she leaned in to kiss me. In mere milliseconds, her shirt was off and her hands were deftly stroking the bulge that grew in my crotch. I suckled on her tits and rubbed her back from the nape of her neck to the swell of her ass, and heard her soft moans of appreciation. As we kissed and touched I mentally gauged the amount of time we had, and decided to take things a bit further. Gingerly, I moved Lyzi off of me, and laid her back on the rough carpeting of the car’s back area. I lay down beside her and we resumed out sweet kisses as my hands ventured down her torso. I traced soft, slow circles around her navel and then let my fingers start to work on her fly. Once open, I snaked my hand into her jeans and gently rubbed her through her panties. I tugged on her jeans and lifted her hips to help get them off of her glistening form and then made small kissed down her body until my mouth reached her panty clad cunny. I nibbled at the crotch of the tiny cotton haven, and finally planted my lips firmly on her sheathed nubbin. She gasped at the contact and I knew she was mine for the taking. She lifted her hips so that I could more easily remove her cotton companions, and spread her legs very slightly so that I could have better access in our cramped little love nook. We rearranged ourselves so that her legs were bent and her feet at my shoulders, and I gradually let my fingers trace their way up her thighs to that magical void between them. My index finger began to probe her teen pussy while I kissed my way up her thighs. When my mouth reached her, this time bare and willing, I inhaled the sweet aroma of her sex, and my brain went wild. I began to lick at her cunt like it were the last food available to me on earth and I brought my middle finger to join its friend within her virgin puss. I nibbled and sucked at her slit and finger fucked her for what seemed like an eternity. By the time I inserted a third finger, I could tell this girl wouldn’t last long. I quickly removed my fingers just as her breathing became shallower and I heard her groan in disappointment. But that disappointment was short lived, as my tongue quickly replaced my fingers in her little slice of heaven. She squealed in excitement and as I began to thoroughly tongue-fuck this sweet young girl, her soft hands and agile fingers snaked through my hair and held on tightly as she rode my waiting mouth to orgasm. As she came, her whole body shook, and her sweet nectars flowed more abundantly, filling my mouth with pure honey. I removed my head from her soaking hole, and kissed my way up to her gaping mouth, where we shared a deep soul kiss. Gradually she came down from Cloud Nine and we realized that reassembling ourselves would be a smart plan. As she put her clothes back on, I noticed that the car was filled with the pungent odor of pussy and decided it’d be a good idea to roll down the windows and open up the doors. When Lyzi had put herself back together, she walked around to the front of the car and took a seat on the hood with me. “That was amazing. I can’t believe you…and your tongue! I mean when we kissed I was in heaven but…wow. You are amazing” “Haha. It was my pleasure babe,” I replied as I planted a soft kiss on her forehead. “Oh no! You’re pleasure…are you sure you don’t need me to take care of that,” I said as I noticed the still huge swell in Sky’s pants. “Don’t worry about it, I’m a big boy, I can be patient.” “If you’re sure,” I replied as I heard footsteps approaching the car. When the group finally settled in, we began the last leg of the trip home. I was exactly an hour away from saying goodbye to the sweetest, sexiest, most talented and gifted guy I had ever met. “I don’t know what I’m going to do without you Sky,” I said as I snuggled into his chest. “Ahh you’ll be fine. You have Sean to take care of you.” I laughed and replied with a saccharine “Not for long…” ……………………………………………………………………………………………………… Finally we pulled up into Mal and Sean’s driveway and we were all free to go. Everybody hugged their goodbyes, with the exception of Mal and Sky, and smiled inwardly at her expression when he kissed me on the cheek. I took that opportunity to whisper a quick message in his ear: “Meet me at the corner store in ten minutes.” He stepped back and nodded his reply with a smile, and then I approached my boyfriend. As if he sensed what I was about to tell him, he took my hand and put it on his chest and gave me the best line he could think of to make me stay. I told him that I was tired of his lies and his games and that it was time for me to let go of the negatives in my life. He became indignant and pushed my hands off of him with a shrug. “You’ll be sorry Lyzi.” “I already am because I wasted so much time with you.” And with that I walked to my car and drove to meet my match at the liquor store around the corner. When I pulled up Sky was waiting for me with a curious expression on his face. “What exactly am I doing here Elizabeth Rain Walker?” I smiled. He remembered my name…not that it was hard to forget… “Do you have to head home tonight?” My eyes widened at the implied invitation of a lifetime. “I’ll just leave a message for my parents letting them know I’m staying with a friend. I’m sure there’ll be no problem. Why?” I had to ask for clarification… “Well, my folks are out of town and I was thinking I could use the company…” “As long as you don’t mind seeing my ugly face for the rest of the weekend…” “Hah! You’re face is gorgeous…as are other parts of you…” I said as I kissed him on the cheek. “Follow close behind me; my house isn’t too far from here.” I got in my car and led the way to my deserted house just a few miles away. While I drove my mind reveled in the possibilities of the evening, and I decided I wanted to revisit some of the activities of the afternoon while there was a teen girl’s fantasy staying under my roof. As I followed my very desire to her home, my mind reviewed the events of the day and fantasized every possible outcome of the night. I just hoped I wouldn’t find a way to fuck it up like I had always done back in high school. I made it my goal to repeat what happened in the car to show Lyzi how much I loved taking care of her. When we got to my house, I let Sky park in my garage, and as the door shut a deafening ring sounded throughout my house. When I realized what that meant, we rushed in to disarm the alarm. We ran through my kitchen and down the hall to get to the systems controls and I entered the code seconds before the alarm sent a signal to the police. God my parents were paranoid, and this was just another reason why I was glad I’d be heading off to school this fall. In my rush to silence the alarm, I had failed to notice how close Sky came to me when we stopped at the control panel. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and the heat radiating of his skin. I was so turned on I had to make every effort not to attack him where we were standing. I turned around and asked “are you hungry?” I replied by leaning in and kissing Lyzi right on the lips, letting my tongue slid into the hot wetness of her mouth. My hands snaked around her body and planted themselves firmly on her ass. She slowly ground her hips into me, and her hand reached for the stiffening inhabitant of my Dickies. She pushed me back and led me up a staircase and into her bedroom. I was instantly overtaken by my desire to taste, touch, and become a part of every location on this girl’s body. We separated briefly so she could pull of my shirt, and I decided that there was no point in hers still being on and threw it to the floor. I let my hands snake around her lithe body and pulled her atop me as we fell to her bed. We continued to make out as my hands played with her breasts and tugged at her nipples and she twisted and pinched my nipples as well. Never had that type of contact made me so horny in my life. As I tweaked Sky’s nipples, I freed my right hand from its task and let it roam to his pants. I easily undid his fly and began to stroke the area just above his cock. I could feel his enjoyment beneath me and decided to free his manhood so I could once again get a taste of perfection. I slid off of his body down to the floor, and knelt before him tugging his pants down with me. He sat up and let them fall to his ankles, and then I stood up, hooked my thumbs in his boxers, and slid them down as my body glided back to its kneeling position. He then stepped out of both and stood before me completely naked. Here I had a pure, untainted view of the most beautiful man I had ever laid eyes on…not to mention the juiciest, biggest cock I had ever seen. Being a virgin and only moderately experienced, I didn’t have much to compare it to, but I knew it was something special. Lyzi knelt before my naked frame and I watched her take in all I had to offer. Slowly she leaned in and planted a soft kiss on my cockhead. She kissed up my shaft and massaged the base and my balls, and then slowly let her tongue in on the fun. She licked from the base, up my shaft, to the head, and then engulfed the entire tip in her mouth. As she slid as much as she could between her heavenly lips, I felt as if warm silk was being wrapped around my dick. She gradually let her head bob on my cock and found a steady rhythm to blow me with. The feeling was incredible and I felt like every moment was bringing me to the brink. As I bobbed up and down on his massive prick, Sky weaved his hands into my hair and began to gently fuck my face. As his hips bucked into me, I became aware of the friction being created between my clit and the crotch of my jeans. His speed increased, and his moans got louder, and gradually I reached an incredible orgasm without and personal contact. I moaned my delight with more volume I anticipated and Sky looked down at me in confusion. As he realized the fact that he made me cum without laying a finger on me, the thought became too much for him, and he fell to a sitting position on my bed as he filled my mouth with his salty seed. As I came in Lyzi’s waiting mouth, I reveled in the fact that she got off on sucking my cock. When my orgasm subsided, I pulled her up to me and kissed her deeply. I was rewarded with the musky taste of my own cum, and my member stirred with that realization. I then helped Lyzi all the way to her feet and was eye to eye with the soaked crotch of her jeans. “We should probably get those off of you,” I said as I unzipped her fly. “Yah, I don’t think I’ll be needing them anymore,” I replied as I helped Sky get them off. I stood in front of him, naked as the day I was born, and watched his cock twitch and begin to grow as he surveyed every inch of my body. He pulled me to him, and sat me on my bed. He nudged my body back into the center of my mattress and gently laid me down before him. He spent some time sucking my nipples into to erect nubbins at the ends of my tits and then traveled lower to taste me once more. However, this time he played no games, and dove right in for the kill. His tongue penetrated my well-lubricated hole, and lapped at my sweet nectar. He pinched my clit between his thumb and index finger while he tongue fucked me roughly and quickly. The anticipation from earlier combined with the sensitivity from my earlier climax allowed his expert mouth to bring me to orgasm in minutes. As her hips bucked at my mouth and her hands remained planted firmly on my head, I had to fight for air while she rode the waves of her climax. When she released me, her eyes opened and she licked her lips in the most seductive manner. She beckoned me to her and kissed me sweetly, sucking her flavor out of my mouth. “I want you to fuck me Sky.” “What? Are you…I mean, I’ve never…” “I’ve never been this sure of anything, ever. You make me feel like you’re the only reason I exist. I want you to be my first.” “Lyzi, I can’t imagine my first time being with anyone but you.” “Then make it happen.” I replied by leaning forward and kissing her with a warmth and passion I had never expressed before, which could be shared with no one but her. I let my hand fall to her pussy and began to explore her depths to see if she was ready. I gently finger fucked her with two, and then three fingers before I dared to put my sizable cock in her tight virgin cunt. I moved so I was in between her legs, and positioned my dick at her entrance. I smiled down at her as I placed her legs up around my shoulders. Slowly I rubbed my dickhead around her entrance, and then gently pushed in. I closed my eyes, as Sky became a part of me. First the head, then another inch, then another, and finally one smooth thrust sent all 10 inches of him into me. My pussy ached, both in pain and in desire, and after a few minutes of adjusting to his size, I gave Sky the go ahead. He pulled out all the way to the tip, and then shoved it all the way in. I cooed in delight and grabbed on to the sheets beneath me as my first lover found his rhythm. He moved steadily and smoothly and I was intoxicated with lust as I said goodbye to my innocence. Her tight pussy gripped my cock like a glove and became my second skin. As I pumped in and out of this beautiful pussy and even more beautiful girl, I was in a state of pure euphoria. If I had thought her mouth was bliss, her hot little cunny had to be the epitome of ecstasy. I fucked her steadily for what seemed like a lifetime, but was really only fifteen minutes, and then shifted her legs so they were wrapped around my waist. I rammed my no longer virgin cock into her sweet treasure hole for ten more minutes until I felt a familiar tightening in my nuts. “Ahh…I’m not going to last much longer babe….” “Uh oh uh, me neither Sky…I’m so close baby” “Oh my God you feel so good, you’re pussy is clutching my dick so tightly.” “Oh, you’re filling me completely…so deep, oh. Oh oh!” “Ahh ahhh!” I grabbed on to her legs and leaned forward to kiss her as we both came. Our tongues dances as I filled her thoroughly fucked pussy with hot sticky cum for the first time in her life and in mine. We no longer had to separate bodies but had united as one in a glorious passionate right of passage. I had made her my woman and filled her recently virgin womb with my seed. My pussy milked every last drop of cum from his rapidly shooting member. I had made him a man; my man, and loved every minute of it, and every inch of him. As we came down from our sky-high apex, we shared an array of kisses and caresses before drifting off to sleep. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………… I woke up the next morning with pure, honest beauty sleeping on my chest and stroked her hair ever so gently. The room smelled of sweat and for the first time ever, sex. I was glad that I had shared something this significant, this profound, with a girl I was fast falling in love with. We’d known each other for years and met just yesterday, but I knew I wanted to share many more memories with her, especially ones like these. As I tossed the sheets off of us, and slid down to Lyzi’s sweet sweet pussy, my cock jumped at the revelation that I had taken her cherry without a condom. “Fuck!” “We sure did,” I replied to Sky’s voice as I was stirred from sleep. “No, I meant…well don’t freak out or anything but…we didn’t use protection last night.” “It’s ok, I’m on the pill…” “Really? Yah…my parents…severely paranoid…but that’s one way it works in my favor…” “Oh thank God! Or thank your parents rather…” “Hmm so what were you doing down there?” “You’ll see…” I let my mouth place tiny kisses on her neck, and then kissed my love on her candy-sweet lips. My mouth ventured southward to her ample breasts and I took one in my mouth and one in my hand to work a little magic. As I took on this task, I felt a sly hand approach my rapidly growing penis, and encircle it very softly. As I suckled, she stroked, and when I moved to try the other breast she advanced her hands efforts to my heavy balls. I let my free hand stroke her cunt and eased a finger in for further exploration. I became more and more eager to taste her sweet cunny honey and as I let my mouth slide lower, she stopped me. I pulled him back up and kissed him on his lips. Then I pushed him onto his back and kissed down his body. As I moved with my lips down to my new favorite plaything, I swung my hips around and mounted his face as I devoured his cock. I felt him twitch with excitement before assuming his position at my pussy. As we shared each other I became aware of the fact that I was falling in love with this boy. We had shared our intellectual interests for almost a year through instant messages, and phone calls, and now that we were sharing our bodies, I knew how much I wanted and cared for him. The Trip Ch. 02 The two then got up and left leaving me a quivering mess wanting, no, needing to cum but having no way to do that yet... ...It took a while before the need to cum forced me to get off the cot and roam the halls searching out more cock. The exhibition with the bears raised my profile and soon the number of suitors that followed me had my mind swimming with an idea. In the club there was an open area that showed videos, it was a dimly lit but rather comfortable place with futons and overstuffed chairs. I made my way to that area and claimed a futon, which I unfolded from couch to bed. I got down on all fours and made it all too obvious what I was going to do. The shy older trolls that just wanted a blowjob faded into the shadows of the room but three other bears and a couple of well-hung guys walked over to me and lay down. I pulled out my bottle of poppers and took more than was need to make me feel like I was floating. With the poppers coursing through me I grabbed the biggest cock and swallowed it down to the roots-I have control over my gag reflex so there is no choking. I am only looking at cock; there are no faces involved, just glorious cocks. While this pillar of penis is working my mouth there are a multitude of hands roaming my body. I can feel fingers filling my ass, pulling it apart, grabbing my balls and tugging them until they stretch, twisting and pulling my nipples until I am lifted off the bed. God, I feel like I am in heaven. The bears seemed to take control of my ass and balls, while the pony cocked lads had my mouth. What a good arrangement for all of us! The large cock in my mouth was responding to my attention and soon flooded my mouth and throat with hot sweet cum. He was replaced with another large member and soon I was giving him the attention he wanted. The boys at the back end had me worked over pretty good and they started to slide fingers into my now not so tight ass. It took a few minutes and a bit of lube to get eight fingers in, but I soon was bucking on those wanting more. The two sets of fingers soon became two hands and I was in a euphoric state slobbering over a cock and the hands splitting me open. It wasn't long before one thumb got pushed in and with that came the second, quickly followed by rippling of knuckles and then the fullness of two complete hands up to the wrists. It took a bit of discussion between the two bears as to whom wanted to go first, but soon they unclasped their hands and one formed a tight fist inside of me while the other left his palm open guiding the fist through my insides. The third bear had a hold of my balls and was pulling them until his hand split them from my body. He put what he could grab of my scrotum into his fist and then took hold of my cock. With careful stroking with his hand he soon had me seeing stars. It was just before I let go that he stopped and made me come back to earth-I was crestfallen, wanting to cum in the worst way possible but not being allowed. Here I was sucking cock, getting fisted and having my balls played with and the only thing that I was allowed to do was make them cum. So I got down to it and soon had the pony in my mouth filling me with his deposit. It was tasty-sweet and tangy all at once. He pulled out and wiped himself on my cheeks as if he was marking me. I was handed the bottle of poppers and took a few more draughts, just enough to open myself for the second hand. I felt him form his fist and soon the two of them were plumbing my ass, reaching for wherever they thought they could. I was climbing to nirvana at this stage. I got up off my elbows so that the angle of attack by those fists was changed; the bear that had my cock and balls took advantage of this position and clipped a leash onto my piercing and pulled it tight, he then slid his mouth around the width of my cock and for the first time in over a year I had someone giving me head. It wasn't like the kind I was giving, but the feeling of lips wrapped around my penis sent me into heaven and I was reaching that state where I was seeing stars again. It was as if he was psychic, and soon stopped, plunging me back to earth. He did this for quite some time and I was soon literally crying, between the feelings of his lips and the hands of his buddies. I was a sight, writhing in pleasure and covered in a patina of cum from the older men that masturbated on me while I was in my felicitous state. I am not sure how many of them came on me but I was sticky that was for sure. My jaw was sore by this time and I had a fuzzy taste in my mouth, but soon I was sucking on another cock. This one really went to town on my face and was giving me the whole thing in long fast strokes. He had a hold of my ears and didn't let up for what seemed an eternity. I am not sure in what order things happened after that as I passed out. When I came to, the leash on my cock was wrapped around my chest, pulling my penis to a slightly less than comfortable length. There was, what seemed cum, drooling out of the slit, and a large leather cuff broadening the distance between balls and my body. This was attached with a small padlock so that removal was impossible without the key. My ass felt as if a train had driven through. I found it very difficult to stand but with help from one of the remaining, or was he a new fellow, I hobbled to the shower. This kind man helped me to get under the warm water and soaped my body. Doing this got me more than a little aroused and I was soon kissing him with a passion that fuelled our collective fires. We traded tongues and let our bodies slide over each other for a few more minutes before I started slithering down his body kissing every inch I went by. I was drinking this man in, he was a gorgeous person wrapped in a totally sexy body. I took his nipple in my mouth and sucked it until it was hard. He took my face in his hand, pulled me back up until we looked each other in the eye. He said that I didn't need to do anything but I just shook my head and said that I wanted to. I went back to his nipples and slowly worked my way down his hairy firm stomach. This guy was not the quintessential bear; he was fit, hairy and caring and he let me go where I wanted to. Soon I had his not overly large, uncut penis filling my mouth and did it ever taste great. A mix of sweet and tangy flavours, sort of like candy but not really. I let him linger there and he did nothing to hasten the feeling. I started by slowly moving my tongue from side to side and around the rim of his penis head and this built up to a full-on lip smacking slathering of his entire cock. I know how good of a cocksucker I am and this guy was getting the real deal, I pulled out all the stops on this blowjob. It did not take long for him to show that what I was doing was working, as he dropped his hands to the sides of my head and held on lightly. I took this as a sign to speed up and soon was moving quicker and quicker taking him all the way down my throat. It was as if on command, he grabbed my ears and pulled me a bit further down the length of his cock and filled me with a creamy, sweet hot treat. I took all he had to offer and let none go to waste. After he finished quaking I lovingly cleaned him off and let him pull me up off my knees. He gave me a deep kiss and finished soaping me. He then rinsed me off and took me out of the shower to towel off, dress, and leave together. The Trip Ch. 02 As I look at my two men, Froggie says, "The question here Rosie is this. Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, if you're not comfortable, I can relieve myself in the shower and you two can have the bed. But be forewarned, this is your only chance to back out." "No Froggie, I'm sure. Just checkin' to see if you two are...God it's hot in here." "C'mon Rosie...this way to the bedroom. Damn girl you're one fine woman." We follow Froggie to his bedroom...His hand in mine and my other hand in Jrs. I'm a little scared...I've never done this before, but more than that, with each step, I grow more excited, and before we make it to the bedroom, I feel my wetness running down my legs. God I don't think I've been this wet and ready ever!!! As we make it to the room, and Froggie goes to close his door, I begin to undress..."Uh uh" both my men tell me, "Let us do it for you." They lead me to the bed, seat me on the side and both men reach down, one on my right, the other on my left and slip off my shoes. As though they had planned this from the get go, they slowly begin to massage their way up, starting with my feet...I moan "OOhhhh that feels SOOO good." They work their way up a little further; my ankles and calves...then I feel them kiss my toes and slowly following the lead of their hands with gentle kisses and nibbles. As they reach my knees, they both suck on the back of my knees at the same time, followed by a sharp nip and then lick and gentle kiss. I nearly cum right there on the spot because of that. They run their hands up my thighs then on top of my shorts to the hem of my tank top. They go to take it off and I automatically lift my arms for them to take it off. As soon as it leaves my hands, I feel both of their mouths on either side of my neck, gently nibbling their way up to my earlobes. This is almost too much. The next thing I feel, my bra has been unsnapped...who unsnapped it, I know not, nor do I really care at this point in time. Then I feel them slowly kiss their way back down my neck, to my shoulders and down my arms as they pull the bra from my body with one hand, the other hands caressing their way up my belly to my breasts. There they gently kneed my breasts and pinch and roll my nipples. As they tend to my breasts, I feel them gently push me to the bed and kiss their way back up my arms to my shoulders and down to my breasts. They replace their hands with their mouths and this IS too much for me. I arch my back, forcing my breasts into their mouths and I scream through my first orgasm of this experience. As I return to the world, I feel their hands ever so slowly going back down my body to the flair of my hips and under the waist of my shorts. They go to take them off of me. As I lift my hips to allow the shorts under my ass, they release my breasts and begin to kiss and nibble their way down my body...over my hips, to the outside of my thighs, I sigh in frustration. Their mouths are everywhere except where I need it. As I glance down, to show them the frustration in my eyes, I notice they left my skimpy thong on, and Froggie's eyes were huge. He looked to me and said "You really DO shave it all off don't you? I didn't believe you until I saw it for my self." "Yeah, I do, why would I lie to you about that?" As I looked at my men...I notice Froggie's hands moving towards my core as though in a daze. Jr moves up to give me a kiss as Froggie begins to touch my center as though it were a dream that disappears with waking. I moan as I feel my legs widen and Froggie's finger slide into me...Instead of taking off my thong, he simply moved it to the side for a closer look. My scent immediately filled the room and I then felt a second finger in me as a mouth closed over my clit and began to gently suck. Without warning I came hard. My muscles clamped down around Froggie's fingers which caused him to moan and send waves of vibrations racing through my body. I hear Froggie say, "Oh God Rose you taste so good like the sweetest of honey with just enough bite of lemon for the perfect balance. Ambrosia." At those words (along with the addition of a 3rd finger) I come apart again. At this point I had had about as much as I could take. I rip my mouth from Jrs, push him onto his back, spread his legs and immediately begin to give him the blowjob of a life time. Subtly I hear the wrapper of a condom tear and I purposely wiggle my ass as an open invitation. As I give Jr his due, up and down, up and down, deeper and deeper with each thrust, up, slowly use the tip of my tongue around the sensitive underside of his head, I feel Froggie, slowly, every so slowly, entering my more than willing body. As soon as he gets his fat head into my tight pussy, he thrusts all the way home. At that action, I let go of a deep moan. Jr feels my moan throughout his entire body and holds my head still. "Baby, do that again, and I'll be done quicker than you want me to be. Froggie, Hurry up man, I can't last long, and I want her to feel us both at the same time." "Yeah Froggie, Please, faster, faster, Harder HARDER...OH GOOOODDDDD Just like that." As Froggie continues to fuck my pussy hard and fast, I take Jrs dick back into my mouth. Up and down. In and Out, faster faster, harder harder, Deeper Deeper. The cycle continues over and over, I go up and down, deeper with each down stroke, sucking harder with each stroke up. Froggie, pumping into me harder and harder, deeper and deeper. We develop this perfectly in sync pattern, I go down as he pulls out, up as he pushes in, over and over...I'm almost there, as they're both as close as I am...then *SLAP* Froggie spanked me on my ass, gently rubbing the sting away with his hand as I feel *SLAP* on my other cheek, immediately followed by the gentle rubbing. *SLAP* another spanking On the fourth *SLAP* I could take no more. My body went into overkill, clamped down HARD on Froggie's cock; over and over in waves so fast they felt as though it were one long continuous wave. This was the final straw for Froggie who grabbed my hips and began thrusting harder and harder, faster and faster, screaming his completion at the top of his lungs. I moaned so loudly and deeply that it sent Jr over the edge. I felt him spew so deeply in my throat it was all I could do to swallow it all. His orgasm lasted so long it felt like hours. Once everyone finished, we all just collapsed on one another, spent of all energy. I looked at my two men and said "Oh this is going to be a very interesting trip, one that I think we will ALL enjoy." I looked at my watch, which amazingly was still attached to my body. Hmmm...1:30. What a day this has turned into. "Hey Froggie," I say. "I'm hungry, got any food?" Then I looked down "And did you HAVE to rip my thongs off? Damn they were my favorite pair too." "HAHAHA!!! I'm sorry babe, I'll buy you a new pair to replace them, and if this trip turns out like I think it will, I'll end up buying you a whole shit load of 'em. C'mon you two, there's sandwich fixins in the kitchen." I look at Jr, then at Froggie, "Meetcha there Froggie, I gotta talk to Jr for a sec." "Ok hon, see ya there" he said as he closed the door. "Thank you baby, I love you, Always and forever I am yours. What other little surprises do you have in store for me?" "He he he" Jr says, "That's for ME to know and YOU to enjoy. I want this weekend to fulfill all of your fantasies...every last one of them baby, It's for you and you alone. God I love you so much baby...now get off me, I gotta piss like a rushin' race horse and I'm starved half to death. Not to mention, I gotta go grab the suitcases so you can get some more panties on. As much as I'd like to watch you goin commando on me, I don't want you to get cold. Love ya baby, here," Jr threw his shirt at me, "use my shirt to cover up while I go grab the suitcase." Yes, I thought, this will be an interesting trip indeed. And he doesn't even know what I have in store for him. He doesn't even know she's comin'. The Trip Ch. 02 Tim was tired. His body had become numb. Being tied to the chair, unable to move with those nylon ropes having effectively restricted all his movements save for his wrists and his buttocks, had given him the cramps. But what did bother him the most was the fact that his penis had become uncomfortably erect at the sight of the man having his way with Sam. True, he did feel sick with the whole affair and if given a chance, he would surely have killed the man. But he felt humiliated that he actually had an erection. Damn it, he thought, his wife was getting raped; though technically, the man had still not had actual intercourse with her. What the man had done so far, in Tim's opinion, was far more degrading than what could have been had he just performed the 'conventional' rape. Tim had never identified with rape and whenever he read about it or saw such scenes being depicted in movies, he had felt sick. (It was okay, he thought, to use rape purely as a medium of fantasy when he was making it with his wife). And that was precisely why he felt so humiliated about the fact that he had erected when he witnessed the scene. He consoled himself that the erection could have been as a result of having watched his wife, a truly beautiful, desirable and sexy woman so exposed. But he realized that he was kidding himself. After the man had spurted his seed all over Sam's body, Tim, for the first time, felt strangely excited. For the first time in that room, he yearned to ejaculate. And that was what was making him feel so degrading and guilty. When he saw the look in Sam's eyes, he understood that she had climaxed. Maybe she hadn't enjoyed the man doing it to her – right from the time that the man had put his mouth over her sex following it up with a finger, to the time he had finally inserted his organ between her breasts and spurted his sperm, Sam did not actually look like she was in any kind of pain. At least, that was what Tim thought. Hell, she must have enjoyed it. Again, he imagined what would have been his condition if a gorgeous woman had forced him to have sex with her in the presence of Sam. He couldn't help but feel almost sorry for her. The man had casually brought a handful of towels from the bathroom. "Now, slut, I'm going to untie you, ok? But I want you to know that if you begin to get ideas of escaping, you are sunk. Forget just the acid, my pals outside are itching for you to try getting out of here. But first, let me have that shower." The man walked back into the bathroom and stood under the spray of the four showers with the door wide open and the couple stared at him as he cleaned himself up. "That was great, fucking great! We got to do it all over again. What do you think, Tim?" the man was grinning as he rubbed the soap all over his body, paying particular attention to his groin, maybe just to tease them, Tim thought. Tim couldn't answer simply because the man had still not removed the tape off the shocked man's mouth. Sam, lying trussed up in the bed was staring into the bathroom, and this meant that Tim couldn't see her face as his chair was on the other side. He could see her breasts, large and proud, still heaving and the puddle of the man's sperm dribbling over her breasts and down to her belly. The place between her legs was wet too and her vagina was wide open. "Poor Tim," the man mocked, standing under the shower to allow the water to wash the soap off his body. "Son of a bitch can't tell us how horny he is and how he can't wait to jack off!" Tim dragged his eyes away from his wife's nude body and stared at the man. Finished with his shower, the man stood beside the bed, near Sam and on the other side of Tim, now toweling his body. His much-abused penis had finally become limp and lay dangling between his legs. It looked much smaller now. "Your turn for a shower, slut," he said to Sam. "I'm going to release the bonds and I would like to remind you what I had told you would happen if you were to try something funny, something I wouldn't like. Neither, I assure you would my friends like it, and yes, they must be just as eager to take a shot at your cunt!" He tossed the towel over his shoulders and bent down over Sam, his hands working at the ropes that tied her wrists to the posts. "You be a good girl as you have been so far and I promise you better things. We need some food now, at least the two of us, considering that we have been having such strenuous exercises!" When her hands were finally freed, she brought them together, rubbing her wrists to get the circulation going, still staring at the man. "Next time, my pretty little whore, you are going to do the moving, see? I would like you to crouch over me and fuck my cock with your tits, okay?" She glanced at Tim who was staring at the man. "Okay?" the man repeated, pausing with his hands on the bonds that held her feet. Hurriedly she tore her eyes away from her husband and nodded at the man. "Y-yes," she whispered. "Speak up," he commanded. "And give me the entire answer!" "Yes," she said more clearly now. "I'll do what you say." "And what did I say just now?" the man leered, enjoying her discomfort. "That you wanted me to be above you and do you with my breasts," she replied, this time, blushing. She had nothing against his type of language and in fact, she enjoyed dirty talk, as did Tim. But this man was after all a complete stranger. "Did I say it like that, Tim?" the man mimicked her. "Say it like I asked you to." His voice was whip-like when he uttered the command. "Yes, I will fuck your c-cock with my tits," she declared. The man chuckled, and satisfied, he began undoing the bonds. "No closing the bathroom door. Did I? Next time around, I want you to do a lot of talking, my sweet whore. This time around, I guess I did most of the talking, huh? And while you get ready for round two, I guess maybe I'll have to talk with my pals waiting outside. Their cocks must be bursting inside their pants." He laughed and then glanced at Tim. "Don't lose hope, pal. You are going to have a shower as well even if you did not have the kind of exercise that your wife and me had. But maybe, just maybe, I'll set you free to do that only after my pals have a piece of that swell pussy!" For the first time, Sam ventured forth to ask him a question. "Please, may I ask you a question?" The man was delighted. "I was thinking I was talking to a computer. They answer only if they have been previously programmed. Way to go, honey pot! Fire away your question. Only, you know which ones cannot be answered." "D-do y-you r-really mean t-that your friends are a-also g-going to..." her voice trailed off. "Fuck with you?" he finished the question for her. "But of course, baby. Didn't I say you were going to be raped? Certainly, what we did just now wasn't exactly rape considering you so enjoyed it! And let me tell you, bitch, you will enjoy my pals too! You ever had more than one cock around you bitch? Just think of it. One up inside your hot little twat, another fucking your pretty little mouth, another maybe up your ass and we'll figure out how another could fuck those big tits of yours. If there's a problem, you could take turns blowing out one cock after the other while a pair jams both your holes down there. I'm sorry. I should have said gang-banged, not raped." The son of a bitch was enjoying himself, Tim thought savagely. Strangely, though he had not climaxed, Tim too had lost his erection. He watched rather disconsolately, as Sam staggered to the bathroom, the juices dribbling down from her face and breasts to her abdomen. When she got under the shower, she let out a sigh as the spray hit her. She did not bother about using a shower cap; rather, she let the water soak her hair and face first. The man looked at her for a long time, and then turned to Tim. He winked. "Ummm. Looks sexy, that little sexy bitch!" Did he have to address Sam in that way, Tim thought. He guessed that dirty talk was a big turn-on for this scrawny little bastard. The man swaggered over to the door and Tim did not know from where he had pulled out the keys. The man had draped the towel over his waist and he now cracked the door open, sticking his head out of the opening. Tim heard him muttering in the local language. He could make out four different voices – or was it five? It was difficult to tell and he glanced back into the bathroom to stare at his young, naked wife. Sam opened her eyes and stared at her husband. There was a look of guilt and of course fear in them. Tim gestured wildly at her by nodding his head rapidly and she realized that the man wasn't watching. Quietly, she slipped out of the bathroom, careful to stand on the doormat so that she wouldn't get the floor wetter than it already was with the water that had dripped off the man's body when he had stood there some time ago. Glancing quickly at the door, she whispered, "Oh Tim, this is so dreadful! Are you okay?" Strangely enough, Tim thought that there wasn't much remorse in her eyes. In fact, she had that glaze in her eyes – the one they called 'nicely fucked' look. Brushing aside the bile that seemed to be rushing inside his mouth and the images of the man and his wife together, he managed to nod. And then he raised his eyebrows and shook his head questioningly. "Oh, I guess I'm okay, under the circumstances, darling!" she answered, guessing rightly that he was enquiring about the state she was in. "You do understand, don't you Tim? We really have no choice in this matter. You saw what that acid could do. And I have that feeling that he wasn't fooling when he said he wouldn't hesitate to pour some of it over us. Plus, darling, we are trapped. He's got his friends outside, god knows how many and we are so far away from the main hotel. Maybe, he's got friends up there too and he has planned all of this." They could hear the murmurs quite clearly, but couldn't understand what was being said. The language was completely foreign. "I guess I better get back, Tim. I hope you will forgive me, but believe me, this is the best way we can get rid of him. I'm afraid that if we resist, we are going to get really hurt. Oh god, I wish we hadn't taken up on Dave's offer for guides. I ..." They realized that the man had finished talking and was about to retreat back to the cottage. She hurriedly skipped back into the bathroom and picked up the bar of soap, beginning to rub it furiously over her body, as if she wanted to get rid of the man's odor and his juices. "Ah, what do we have here?" the man said, walking leisurely back into the bedroom and pulling off his towel again. He was smoking a cigarette and seemed to be in a good mood and Tim was amazed when he noticed that the man's penis had stiffened once again. Oh my god, he thought. Was this bastard for real? Perhaps his little tête-à-tête with his pals had something to do with his re-born erection. The man pulled a chair between the bathroom door and the chair on which Tim was tied to and flopped down on it. He gazed at Sam, who at this time was rubbing the bar of soap over her belly. "Do your tits again, baby? I want to watch," the man said. Sam peered at him through the sharp spray of the shower. "Soap those big tits again, slut," he repeated. Tim watched his wife submitting to the man's order meekly. The bar of soap slid up and down her large breasts, lathering them thoroughly. She had already soaped them once and Tim suddenly realized that the very action of Sam rubbing the soap over her breasts was quite erotic. "Ah, yes, get them all soapy. Now, slide that bar down your legs and rub it over your cunt." She did this without any hesitation and the men watched her. The man puffed on his cigarette and turned to Tim. "This sure is sexy, isn't it Tim boy? Look at that soap sliding all over that smooth, sexy body of that whore! That's it, honey pot, faster, faster! Does that get you all hot again? It sure makes me hot watching you lather yourself like that. I bet you are also playing with your clit, huh baby?" The man dropped his cigarette to the floor and turned to Tim. "Sorry boy, I can't offer you a fag, unless you can inhale through your ass hole!" He laughed hilariously at his joke and then turned his attention back to Sam. "Hey slut, you are getting me all hot and bothered again, see?" he asked in a jocularly husky voice, fondling his penis. Sam stared at his rapidly hardening penis and slid the soap bar back to its stand. She allowed the water to spray over her, using her hands to rub off the lather. The man was getting hard! It was incredible, she thought. He couldn't possibly get hard so soon! "Ah, yes, slut, that's good! Rub all over your body! Doesn't she look really sexy when she showers, Tim? Of course you must have watched this several times, huh? Hell, I bet you must have had several showers together. You ever fucked under a shower, Tim?" The man was leering at him and Tim had long ago given up struggling with the ropes. The man knew how to tie the knots and the harder Tim had tried, the tighter his bonds had become. Besides, what in hell was he going to achieve even if he had managed to set himself free? That deadly acid and the man's thugs were there after all. "I keep forgetting that you can't speak," the man chuckled. "I reckon I should take off the tape, huh?" Tim switched his glance from Sam to the man and stared at him anxiously. He managed to nod. "Yes? Take off the tape? Want to talk?" Tim nodded again. The man pretended to think about it for a while. "Well, there's really no problem about that, you know Tim. Even if you shout, no one can hear you and I guess you know that. But if you do one of three things could happen: one, I pull out the acid. Two, my friend's will rush in. And three, I shut your kisser back. The only thing I don't want is to listen to your whining. You won't whine and plead, huh Tim?" Tim shook his head furiously, desperately wanting the man to believe him. Of course he wouldn't scream. And of course he wouldn't whine! All he wanted at this moment was for the man to get that awful tape off his mouth. The man turned to watch Sam who was rubbing her body vigorously. It was almost as if by so doing, she would get everything off, wipe out the memories. But, she thought, did she want to? She admitted to herself that he had brought her to orgasm; and not just once either. Even when he was doing her breasts, he had managed to bring her to a climax. Usually, when she had her breasts being made love to, she would realize that it was the man who enjoyed the sensation more than she did. But this man had changed all that. Part of her mind still made her shiver with fear. How many friends did he have? Was he really going to let them have their way with her simultaneously? Or would they take turns? Would they ignore her and cause her pain, unlike this man who had somehow managed to give her pleasure even when he was having his way with her without her consent? "What do you say, whore?" she heard the man shouting out to her. "Tim here wants that I pull off the tape. You think that's a good idea?" Nervously, she nodded, pulling her wet hair behind her ears and glancing furtively at her husband. "Sorry. I didn't hear you." "Y-yes, p-please do," she had to raise her voice above the sound of the water. "Your wife loves you, Tim," the man laughed and slowly walked up to the chair. Tim held his breath as the man loosened one end of the tape and pulled it off. Tim let out his breath and made a sound that was much like a strangled cry of despair. "Careful boy," the man said. "You do realize that you aren't allowed much dialogue here, don't you?" "Y-yeah," Tim gasped. "Good. Now, I was asking you if you ever fucked Sam under the shower." Tim nodded nervously. "Why the fuck do you think I pulled out the fucking tape, Tim? You disappoint me. You are supposed to answer my questions." "Y-yes, I – uh – we did," Tim answered, staring at Sam who had finished the shower and was making her way back into the room. Sam stood uncertainly beside the bed, using the towel to dry her body. The man walked up to her and took her large breasts in his hands. "Hmm. Beautiful tits. Feel better, slut?" "Y-yes." "Look, you two. I want to tell you something again. I have pulled off those fucking gags so that you can talk like human beings. Not like a pair of dimwitted lunatics, you understand? So, lets talk like good human beings." He laughed. "W-when are you going to let us go?" Tim asked hoarsely. "Hey man, where's the fucking fire? I haven't even fucked your wife properly, you know. Besides, those pals of mine are waiting anxiously. A couple of them told me that they had to jerk off, you know, they can hardly wait to get their brown cocks serviced by this beautiful white trash! What do you say, bitch?" He tweaked her nipples and stepped aside. "All set?" he announced dramatically. Sam felt faint. Tim was sweating profusely. "Would it make things any different if I promise to make you really happy and you ask your friends not to..." her voice trailed off. The man laughed, stroking his penis. "Hey baby, that's not fair. I can't do that. Those pals are going to make you real happy, you know and you just might end up begging for more. As a matter of fact, let me tell you something about my pals. The more you struggle, the more they will want to continue fucking with you. Believe me. They like it when a bitch screams, wriggles and tries to get away. They love sluts who are dry down there so they can fuck the cunt till there's blood all over. I'll give you a tip, baby. Maybe, just maybe if you pretend you want more and that you are really loving the way they are playing around with you, they might get tired and call it a day. Struggle, or if in any way you don't cooperate, and you are history. Let's not even think of changing the script, okay," the man walked up to the door. "P-please!" Tim implored. "I thought I told you not to whine and beg and shout, okay? That was the first time you did that, so I'm going to let that slide. Next time, remember that I won't ignore you." Tim and Sam looked at each other and she frowned at him, indicating to him that he silence and cooperation was the key word. The man unlocked the door, speaking rapidly in the local lingo. And then, in walked the four men. Sam's eyes widened with fear and Tim choked in vain. The first man to enter was around fifty, a hundred and seventy pounds of muscle and as dark as coal. Why, Tim thought dully, but for the somewhat sharper features and the straight hair, this guy could pass off as a black! His black eyes widened when his glance took in the naked Sam and he flicked a pink tongue over his lips. He was dressed in a cotton half-sleeved shirt and dark, brown trousers. "This is Sonny. Isn't he black? You see that he's blacker than the average Indian that you will see. We call him nigger!" smirked the man who had violated Sam already, and then grinning grotesquely, he introduced the next man as 'Jam' Jam was quite young, maybe, Tim guessed, in his late twenties. He was attired in t-shirt and jeans, was slimly built, around six feet and a hundred and thirty pounds. He looked quite nervous and kept pushing his rather long hair off his forehead. The third guy, introduced as 'Lucky', was short and rotund. Again, Tim guessed that this one would be in his mid-forties. He was quite bald, had widely spaced brown eyes, aquiline chin and a hooked nose. The last man was quite similar to the man who had just had Sam. Tall, around six-one, very lean, intense black eyes and long hair, he wore a pair of shorts and a skimpy t-shirt. This guy was called 'Jay'. The Trip Ch. 02 "Funny names, huh?" the man chortled as the couple eyed the men with wide frightened eyes. "Hey Sam, there's no need to be scared of my buddies. They are a decent lot: it's just that they never have had any white pussy! In fact, if you learn to relax, I promise you that they will be fun. Hey guys, meet Tim and my white slut, Sam." "P-please..." her hoarse voice trailed off as she continued to stare, now thoroughly frightened at the thought of these men having their way with her. Simultaneously? My God, that's what the man had said! She cringed and crossed her arms around her breasts, trying to close the gap between her legs as much as she possibly could. The man laughed harshly. "Please what, baby? Please let go, or please fuck me?" She tried to say something, looking wildly at her husband. Tim was in a trance: his eyes were wide open and so was his mouth. He was breathing just as heavily as she was and she realized that he was very frightened indeed. The man walked up to the low divan and flopped down on it, spreading his legs open. His organ was erect and he now took it in his hand, slowly pumping the loose skin up and down. "First things first, slut. Now, all you have to do to enjoy the rest of your stay in this country is to cooperate with me. Remember what I told you about me wanting to see you do the movements? Come here and get down on your pretty dimpled knees in front of me." She stared dumbly at him and then her head swiveled over to look at the other four men. They just seemed to stand there like statues, doing nothing but licking their lips and staring at her. It gave her the creeps, and for the first time she knew what it was like to have goose pimples all over her body. "I said, come here, slut," the man bellowed. Dumbly, as if in a trance, she walked to the divan. "There's no point in hiding your tits, baby. After all, we are going to be friends, remember?" She stood in front of him, barely a couple of feet away. "I said, put down those fucking hands and show us your tits!" She obeyed, letting her hands slide down off her chest till they hung limply beside her. "Watch me friends," the man said, obviously enjoying himself. To her, he said, "Get down on your knees." She slid down to the floor. "Come closer to me, slut. Closer, ah yes like that, till you can first smell my cock." She could smell him. Though he too had showered, the smell of his sex was stronger than the smell of soap. "Hold my knees and get between my legs," he commanded. She placed her palms on his knees and shuffled forward till his legs were pressing against the sides of her body. Had his organ been as erect as it had been during their earlier session, she was sure it would have brushed her breasts. "Take my cock in your hand." She was now like an automaton. She took the base of his penis, rather gingerly, in her left hand and heard him sigh. It was throbbing and very hard. "Cradle my balls with your other hand." As she did, she could see in her peripheral vision, the four men inching closer to the divan. She felt thoroughly humiliated – like she was some piece of a display in an art gallery, watched by a hopeless crowd who knew little about art. She struggled with her thoughts. She just wasn't thinking straight, she knew. Here she was, on her knees between a man's legs, holding his penis in one hand and his scrotum in the other and she was thinking about art galleries! "Ah, yes! That feels so good! Do you realize that it's the first time you have taken my cock in your hands? Of course, you have already sucked that meat and had it fucking your lovely tits! But let me tell you something: it feels great to have my cock held like that in pretty little white hands. Lean forward and blow your hot breath on it, bitch." She bent her head down and the tip of his penis loomed at her. He pulled her wet hair back over her head and held it bunched around in his fist. She began to blow her breath on the flesh. "Ughh...that is so hot! Faster, baby, faster, that's it, burn my cock with your hot breath!" If she could, she thought, she really would have. Unfortunately, fire breathing wasn't her forte. Her ample chest heaved as she blew out her breath, puffing and hollowing her cheeks. The man slipped his free hand down and seized her left breast, cupping its roundness and fondling it, almost casually. Now that he had already satiated himself once – albeit temporarily – she knew he was taking it easy. Tim watched with horror from the chair, wanting to shout out, but not daring to do so. The four strange men with their strange names crowded around the divan, yet, making sure that there was enough space between them for him to watch the proceedings. "Dig this scene, boys! Notice the contrast of the color of her skin and that of my dick? You too, Tim? Doesn't that look sexy? Pump my cock up and down in that dainty little fist of yours, slut. Ah yes, oh shit, that feels so good!" Sam was beginning to accept what fate had in store for her. She knew there was no escape from this man; or, for that matter, from his friends. She began to wish that he would get it on with and finish it up soon, so that she and Tim would get out of this. She remembered what he had said a short while ago: The more you struggle, the more they will want to continue fucking with you. Believe me. They like it when a bitch screams, wriggles and tries to get away. They love sluts who are dry down there so they can fuck the cunt till there's blood all over. I'll give you a tip, baby. Maybe, just maybe if you pretend you want more and that you are really loving the way they are playing around with you, they might get tired and call it a day. Struggle, or if in any way you don't cooperate, and you are history. The key word, she thought was "cooperate" and everything else was meaningless. Perhaps, she thought, if she really could manage to make believe that she was happy doing it, this would be over soon. "Now, pals, like I told you. I've fucked her mouth and her tits with my cock. And as agreed, I'll be the first guy to fuck her white and hot cunt before I let you guys take over, okay?" "Just get on with it, chief," the dark man, Sonny spoke. He had a deep, baritone voice. The man laughed. "Impatient for pussy, Sonny?" "Impatient for everything, chief," the dark man replied. "I tell you, it's going to be worth the wait, boys. Okay, slut, now bend down just a little and make like lollypop!" He sure wasn't using any code words that she wouldn't understand. She knew what he wanted and hesitating briefly, suddenly aware that she was going to have to obey him and do this for the first time in presence of so many other men, she opened her mouth. Impatiently, the man thrust his buttocks up off the divan, driving his turgid flesh into her open mouth. She gagged when the tip of his penis plunged into her throat. "Ugghhh!" she gasped, immediately sliding her lips back over his shaft. He pushed her head down, still holding her hair in his fist and gently squeezed her breast. "Take it, take it," he panted. She slid her head back down, taking the length of his organ deep inside her mouth, almost to the hilt. "Now, move, baby, move! Ah yes, like that, yes, yes! Fuck my cock with that mouth! Give me that tongue too!" As he kneaded her breasts and twisted her nipples, she began to bob her head up and down in right earnest. She ran her tongue over the bottom of his erection. The sight of her red lips sliding over his shaft added to her tongue swiping across the flesh seemed to inflame him, because he suddenly pulled his organ out of her mouth and held her head at a distance. "Arch your tits towards me, baby. Push your tits out!" Thoroughly humiliated and past caring, she arched her chest out towards him. "Raise yourself a little on your knees, slut." She obeyed, bringing her breasts in level with his pulsating organ. "Now, slap my cock on your tits, whore. Slap it on them, yes, yes, harder, you little cunt, harder!" This had made him get more excited and his organ hardened further till, as she continued to slap it on her breasts, she thought that she was beating her breasts with a rubber truncheon. "Now push that nipple inside the slit!" he croaked. She knew that it was impossible for this to happen but that didn't dare stop her from trying to do exactly as he commanded. Pushing her breasts further at him, she gripped his organ and pushed the pink and swollen head against her nipple. "The other one, now!" he roared. She switched his organ to the other breast and did the same thing. "Roll it around your fucking tits now." She had to shuffle even closer between his legs towards him to lay the organ flat against the outer side of one breast. "Roll it on both tits, bitch!" Frantically, she tried it. The pre cum oozing out of his penis lathered her breasts as she played its length across the vast expanse of them. "Remember what I told you? You are going to fuck my cock with your tits, honey-pot. Go on, do it." She let his penis out of her hand and gripped the outer sides of her breasts, pushing them towards each other. With his organ trapped between her lush breasts, she began to squish them together, heaving the mass of flesh up and down. "Raise and lower your slut body on your knees when you do that. Up and down, baby, up and down, oh yes, fuck that cock with your tits!" She struggled to match the rhythm of the movements of her hands on her breasts with the movement her body. "Down on your knees and up with those tits, up on your knees and down with those tits," he gasped. Tim watched, open-mouthed with amazement as he watched his wife doing what he never thought would be possible. Hands and body moving in unison, the movements always opposite to the other, she had actually managed to do what the man wanted her to. "See that boys?" the man chuckled, glancing at the four men who hovered around the divan. "I told you she is talented. Look at it! Look at the way her tits are wrapped around my cock! Look at the way she's fucking my dick with her jugs!" The man grabbed her hair with his hands and peered down to watch his penis slide back and forth in her cleavage. He moved along with her, matching the rhythm with which she was masturbating his shaft between her breasts. "Fucking hell," he gasped, "that feels so fucking good, and I don't want you to fucking stop! Dig that, boys, look at those white jugs squeezing my black cock!" This time it was Jay who said, rather hoarsely, "Hey chief, that's not fair! We have been waiting to fuck with her!" "All in good time, boys, all in good time! For now, let's stick to our agreement. I want to get hard enough and hot enough to sink my cock up her white little cunt. And this is setting me on fire, pals! Okay, okay bitch, now, take that cock back inside your mouth. Careful now, we don't want my cock to slip out from those fucking tits!" She had to stop squishing her breasts together so that she could grasp his penis between them and lowered her mouth. He began to thrust his hips back and forth even as she bobbed her head over him. He let of her blonde hair and she felt his palms enveloping her breasts, to fondle and knead them. Still keeping his feet planted on the floor, the man lay back on the divan, across it, finally allowing his penis to slip out of the cleavage. Nevertheless, he managed to keep the tip of the shaft firmly embedded in her mouth. His hands went to her ears and he rocked her head up and down over his erection. She gagged. "Shit, this I always wanted to do, man!" he whispered harshly, rolling his head sideways to glance at Tim. "Get that scene, buddy. Look at me fucking your wife's face." "Hey chief," Lucky laughed out suddenly. "Her man's getting a hard on! Look!" "Big deal!" the man snorted. "His cock gets stiff whenever he watches me ravage that pretty wife of his. Want to jerk off, Tim?" Tim went scarlet, cursing himself for having an erection. He knew that it wasn't his fault. The sight of his wife accommodating the man was enough for any body to get aroused. Jam laughed cruelly. "You tied him up, chief! How in hell is he going to jerk off like that?" "True. But if this bitch is good and he is good, maybe we will set him free and let him fuck her afterwards, okay?" "Gee," whispered Sonny. "Just like those whiteys fucking in the fuck films, huh chief?" "Better than that, Sonny, better than that." Sam tried to ignore them and concentrated on sliding her lips up and down the stalk of his penis that was so firmly embedded inside her mouth. Every time that he thrust his hips up and off the divan, the tip of his organ entered her throat and she had just adjusted her throat muscles to ease the gag reflex. "Now, slut, lick your way up my cock, up my belly till you are licking my lips and your cunt is over my dick." Time, she thought. Finally, it was time. He was indeed going to ask her to take his length inside her. She let the tip of her tongue flick across the shaft and slowly licked her way up over his belly. "Lick my nipples, baby, ah yes, lick them like that. God, I'm almost jealous of those boobs, honey! Rub them over my cock!" As she licked his nipples, she let her body sway so that his organ rubbed over her breasts. "Now, lick my lips," he announced. She had to crouch over him, his organ rubbing against the insides of her thighs as she swept her tongue across his swollen lips. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her to him, his mouth opening and tongue pushing into her open mouth. He seized her right hand and guided it to his organ, pushing against her vagina, indicating that he wanted her to guide him inside her. She was on top of him and between his outstretched legs and she had to draw her buttocks back and upwards when she fumbled with his penis, blindly leading it to her entrance. Suddenly, she realized that she was wet there! Oh my god, she thought! This crazy bastard had actually managed to arouse her despite his crude methodology! Did she, she wondered, really need him inside her? Or was it just a natural phenomenon? Their mouths were fused and he grunted when she pushed her hips down, impaling herself with his throbbing penis. She didn't even have to try the second time. He was right inside her to the hilt when she pushed and she let out an involuntary sigh when she felt him entering her completely. He tore his mouth away from hers and shouted, "Fuck me, you white piece of trash! Fuck that cock with your tight little whore cunt! Ah, oh, ah, ah, yes, yes, faster, faster, you little slut, I want to watch those tits bounce!" He immediately must have forgotten what he had said because he raised his head and put his open mouth over one bouncing breast, sucking hard on it as she pumped up and down wildly. He brought his hands up between their writhing bodies and seized both her breasts, squeezing them, letting his fingers roll the nipples. Her thighs smacked loudly against his as she allowed her body to slam up and down over him. Suddenly, she wanted to drain him out; as quickly as possible. It was as if she was competing with him, trying to pull out his seed even if he was holding back. She realized that he was in crisis when he suddenly yanked his body up against hers, gripped her waist and rolled over the divan till she was beneath him and he above her. "Open your fucking legs," he muttered hoarsely. When she did, she felt, to her utter astonishment, her juices beginning to flow. No! This was impossible! But it was only too true. She was approaching her orgasm and try as hard as she might to despise the wriggling creature above her she felt her young body responding to the invasion of his organ inside her. Automatically, her legs wrapped around the small of his back and her hands encircled his neck. A loud and long moan emanated from deep within her body and she began to raise and lower her buttocks, as if begging him to feed more of him to her. It was perhaps this change in her that set him off. Vaguely, she recollected what he had said about his friends growing tired of her in the event that she would no longer struggle. Long ago, she remembered now, she had read a old novel about a group of guys kidnapping a female actor and raping her by turns. She remembered now how the actor had used all her wiles, pretending to enjoy herself doing it with the men and using her charms and sexiness to draw them out and eventually escape from them. Even then, she recalled, the actor had actually climaxed with one man in spite of the fact that he was the weakest. The Fan Club! That was it! That was the name of the novel! As these thoughts went through her mind, she suddenly convulsed and letting out a small cry, realized that she was climaxing. She moved her buttocks up and down in short little and furious strokes, adjusting the angle so that the shaft rubbed the upper part of her vagina. "Shit," the man yelled, slamming furiously into her, "the bitch is coming! I can feel her juices around my cock, oh god, this is one hot firecracker, oh god, she's coming and ah, ah, I – I – I'm coming as well, you little slut, I'm coming inside your cunt!" Tim, looking with considerable astonishment knew that his wife was indeed climaxing. He could tell by the way she stretched her toes outward, the way her knees went rigid and the way she moaned. "Ugh, ah, agghh, arrggghhhh..." the man screamed. Tim and the other men watched, almost in awe as the couple thrashed and writhed around the divan. The man tightened his hold on her breasts and pushed his hips down for the last time, shuddering when he hit bottom. He went into a spasm that brought his rocking body to a stand still – suddenly rigid. He dipped his head down and crushed his mouth on hers and she allowed his tongue inside, immediately sucking hard on it. She felt his sperm shooting in erratic bursts inside her vagina and then she was climaxing again, a little burst of sensual pleasure, but a burst nevertheless. He continued kissing her mouth, shoving his tongue in and pulling it out only to repeat the process all over again, imitating the movements that his organ had just made inside her sex. "Holy shit!" Sonny broke the silence in the room. "Mother fucking hell," Jay seconded. "Please roll over her, chief. I can hardly wait," Lucky said. She became aware of their presence and glanced sideways at them. Tim too had been engrossed with the man and his wife going at each other and had almost forgotten about the other men. To the couple's surprise, they noticed that all the four men were bare-chested and were now dressed only in shorts. Sam's eyes widened at the sight of the half naked men hovering around the divan and strangely, felt self conscious of herself. She even blushed when she realized that she must have put on quite a show for them. She glanced furtively at Tim who was staring at the four men. Without exception, it was quite evident that the four men were sporting erections. The bulge between Sonny's legs especially looked enormous: almost like he had a damned full-sized cucumber there. The man, lying on her top, still panting, looked up at his friends and grinned. "When did you all undress? Impatient, huh?" "No time for silly questions, chief," Sonny said in a hoarse voice, inching towards the divan. The man let out a sigh and looked into her eyes. "I guess it's only fair that I let them have a chance with you, slut. Tell you what? You are a damned good piece. This has got to rank as my all time favorite fuck. You made it too, huh? I can tell, you know." She averted her gaze, her heart beating wildly. She was scared out of her wits. God, what were these creeps going to do to her now? The Trip Ch. 02 With a lot of exaggeration, the man finally pulled his penis out of her. She flushed when she glanced at his wet organ, aware that it was also coated with her juices. She felt some of the juices dribbling out of her vagina, running down the insides of her thighs. Swiftly, the man leaped to his feet beside her, his organ, now satiated, hanging limply between his legs, leaving her sprawled out on her back on the divan, her legs stretched wide open, her breasts heaving. "I'm going to sit back and rest a while, friends," the man stated. "She's all yours. If you all feel she's not cooperating the way that she just cooperated with me, hit her." He uttered the last sentence without any change in his voice – just as though it was a matter of fact, to be obeyed without hesitation. She looked wildly at Tim and then at the man who was pulling a chair towards him, next to the chair on which Tim was tied up. She then directed her frantic glance at the black man and then looked at the other men just as apprehensively. "P-please, please..." her voice trailed off. "Just shut the fuck up, bitch," the man roared from his chair. "One of those apes might just decide that it would be better to cut your fucking tongue out if you make so much noise!" "Hell no, chief," Jay uttered, moving closer to her. "No way am I going to cut off her tongue! Wouldn't want to be sucked off by a tongue-less lady, no sir! There's a better way to shut her up. Hey lady, why don't you just take my cock in that sweet mouth of yours?" Jay pushed his shorts down to the floor and knelt on the divan beside her, shuffling up till he was positioned beside her head. His penis was erect. It was quite long, longer in fact than the 'chief's' (she had decided to mentally name him that) but thinner. Naturally, it was oozing with his pre cum and she watched dully as he brought his palm over the head to get it wet and then rubbed the hand across his penis. He hunched down on his knees, bringing his organ close up to her face and stroking the wet head over her cheeks. "Ah, your skin is so soft! Oh yes, I am going to love having my cock sucked by you! Open up, you cunt, let me slide this boner inside your mouth and fuck your face!" He was at one side of her body, so she had to swivel her head towards his organ. He pressed the tip of his shaft against her swollen lips and she had really no option but to open her mouth. "Agghhh!" Jay grunted as his penis slid smoothly inside her mouth. "Suck on it now, you little cunt, suck, suck!" She worked her lips around the shaft and had to raise her head up to take it in her mouth. After it was about half inside, she lowered her head again. He grabbed her cheeks and yanked her face up, thrusting his hips forward and jamming his shaft inside her mouth. Her throat opened effortlessly as the tip entered inside it. Jam went for her breasts. Still standing on the floor, he leaned across and grabbed her breasts, squeezing the flesh cruelly. "Ah, what a pair of tits! You were right, chief. There's no way you done it all till you got a pair of white and big tits in your hands!" "You will change that opinion once you slide your cock between them, Jam!" the man spoke from his chair. "You agree, Tim? I bet you love it just as I do when you have those big pretty tits wrapped around your cock, huh?" Tim did not answer, preferring to look on at the scene unfolding in front of him. He was trying his best to ignore his own erection. "I asked you a question, Tim," the man's voice had hardened. Tim looked hastily into the man's intense eyes and nodded. "What does that mean, Tim?" "Well, uh..." Tim cleared his throat. "Uh, well, yes." "If you don't want to talk, why the fuck did I remove that gag?" "N-No! I – I mean, yes, I like it too." "Like what, Tim?" the man sneered. "Uh, I well, I like doing her breasts too." "Say it like I want to hear it, Tim." "I – I like to fuck them." Jam had decided to test his chief's opinion about sliding his organ between her breasts, because he had managed to push his hips towards her body, the tip of his naked organ grazing on the soft mounds. He dragged it across the expanse and then cupped them together, trying to push his penis between them. Squatting beside her prone body, her head away from him to service his other friend Jay, was making it difficult for him to achieve his goal. "Twist your body this way, you sweet cunt! Let me fuck your tits!" "If that cock comes out of your mouth, you have had it, bitch!" Jay warned, pumping his organ steadily in and out of her mouth. Sam did twist her body without stopping the up and down movements of her head. She felt Jam's slimy organ slide up and down her cleavage and then his hands roughly pushed her breasts together. "Let me hold them for you," the voice belonged to Lucky and she felt his hands replace Jam's on her breasts. Lucky not only pressed her breasts harder around Jay's organ, but also managed to tweak her hard nipples. At the opposite side, Sonny stood on the floor, his hands on her knees, forcing them apart even further. He pushed his penis towards her gaping vagina and rubbed the tip back and forth the slit. "Ah, this cunt is really hot! I'm not even inside it, but hell, it's burning my cock!" he groaned. "Tell him to fuck her cunt with his cock, Tim," the man said, continuing to stare at the group on the divan. "Ah shit, I don't care what that son of a bitch says, I'm going to fuck her anyway," Sonny grunted. "Stop it right there, Sonny," the man said in the same flat voice. "I want Tim here to tell you to go ahead and fuck his wife." Sonny stopped pushing his legs against hers and grinned crookedly. "I'm waiting," he announced. "Go on, Tim," the man said, turning to look Tim squarely in his eyes. "Tell my pal to fuck your wife's cunt with his cock." Tim flushed hotly, his own penis aroused, much to his dismay. He had no other choice in the matter and he knew that the man knew it as well. He hoped Sam would understand. "F-Fuck her," he whispered. "He didn't hear you," the man told him. "Fuck her," Tim repeated in a stronger voice. "Put it succinctly, please, Tim. You know what I want you to say. Or, do you want me to get serious?" "Fuck her pussy with your cock," Tim blurted. "I like it when you call it cunt," the man smirked. "Fuck her cunt with your cock," Tim said. "My pleasure," Sonny laughed and lifting Sam's legs up till they were almost perpendicular to the rest of her body lying on the divan, he pushed his hips towards her. In spite of having Jay's penis sliding in and out of her mouth, Sam gasped when she felt Sonny's huge organ slam inside her vagina. Holding her legs high in the air, Sonny began to stroke his penis in and out of her, immediately setting up a fast, furious rhythm, pushing her body up over the divan so that Jay's penis literally gagged her while Jam speared her breasts with his penis. Sam felt light-headed and was bewildered by the goings on around her. She had never in her wildest imagination thought that no less than four men would service her simultaneously. Sonny slammed in and out of her vagina, stretching the walls wide open with the immense size of his organ and she fought to breathe as Jay stuffed her mouth with his own penis. Lucky continued to tweak her nipples, holding her breasts close to each other around Jay's shaft sliding slickly between them. Lucky reached up and grabbed one of her hand, guiding it down and silently urging her to grip his shaft. She closed her fist around the throbbing flesh and without having to be told, she began jerking it back and forth, masturbating him while he watched her breasts being so ruthlessly speared by his friend's organ. "Shit, Jay. Your cock looks so damned brown between her tits!" "Just turn around and watch Sonny's black cock fucking her white cunt, Lucky. Now, isn't that a sight for sore eyes?" Tim was thoroughly defeated. His mind was numb and refused to work. He gave up on trying to ignore his erection and suddenly had a desperate urge to relieve the tension building inside him. Damn it, he thought. That was his wife being gang banged by a bunch of thugs and this guy sitting next to him was the one who had started it all. He should be trying to be brave and maybe throw himself at this crazy man they called 'chief', at least he had to show some semblance of fight. But the moment these thoughts crept into his mind, he knew that it would be futile to attempt doing anything. And there was Sam, he thought. That she definitely had a couple of orgasms when this chief was doing those things to her was a fact. As he now stared at her, he wondered whether her buttocks were really wriggling or was that just a trick of the light? Did Sam really love this? Four men around her, touching her, stroking into her various orifices and openings, talking lewdly, breathing, kissing... Lucky, whose shaft she was masturbating, now cupped her wriggling buttocks. "Jeeze, look at this ass! Hey guys, get this bitch on the floor." They had an amazing understanding between each other. It was as if they had done this a number of times before. Sam found herself on her knees on the floor. Sonny was behind her and he yanked her buttocks up, plunging his shaft into her from behind and holding her up against him. Her back was pressed against Sonny's chest and she had to lean back to support herself. This gave Lucky the opportunity of hunching in front of her and guiding his shaft between her breasts, a place that had up until recently been occupied by Jam's organ. Jay and Jam stood on either sides of her body and she had to whip her head from side to side to take their organs in her mouth, one after the other. When she wasn't sucking one organ she was jerking it with her hand. Tim realized that his wife wasn't exactly reluctant anymore. In fact, he detected a sense of urgency about her movements. It was as if she couldn't keep her hands and mouth and her sex away from attention. Sam was amazed that these ruffians had actually turned her on. She was also aware that another orgasm was imminent and when it did hit her, she no longer pretended as if nothing had happened. She moaned aloud and began to push her buttocks harder against Sonny. She sucked deeply on Lucky's short, but thick shaft, urging him to go deeper inside. "Oh fuck, this bitch is loving it, oh my god, she's sucking my cock like she wants to eat it all! Oh shit, oh yes man, I'm going to come!" "Hey, hold your horses, Lucky. Remember what we discussed?" the man spoke from his chair, watching the proceedings with great interest. Tim vaguely wondered what they had planned. His penis had become so hard that he was feeling uncomfortable and he was almost on the point of asking the man to free his bonds so that he could at least masturbate to ease the tension. The sounds that the group was making were pretty loud. The men were grunting and groaning and through all that noise, Tim could hear the faint moans that his wife was uttering. Sonny now gripped her waist and stood at his full height, no longer crouching as he had been before. That was to change the angle with which his organ was thrusting into her from behind. He slid his hands up the sides of her body and reached for her breasts, still wrapped around Lucky's shaft. "Let me hold them for you," Sonny gasped, pinching the nipples and crushing the breasts together. Lucky watched with glazed eyes as his manhood completely disappeared between her unbelievable melons. "Way to go," he yelled, speeding his thrusts to send his shaft gliding faster and faster in her cleavage. Sam was slurping wetly on Jam's shaft and jerking Jay's wildly. It must have been for too long because Jay said, "Don't forget my dick, slut." Like a windshield wiper, her head whipped to the other side and she engulfed Jay's penis, now jerking on Jam's wet shaft. She was one wet mountain of lust and desire. Pushing back to meet Sonny's hard thrusts, she was also managing to jerk the upper part of her body up and down to masturbate Lucky's organ with her breasts. Just as suddenly, she felt her juices beginning to boil. She was taken aback by the suddenness and by the desperate need to orgasm. She uttered a long drawn out cry that ended in a whimper when Jay's shaft hit the back of her throat. And then, she was climaxing. A low growl escaped Tim's wide-open mouth as he watched his wife attain yet another orgasm. Her face was flushed, cheeks hollowing and puffing furiously as she sucked hard on Jay's shaft, at the same time, moving up and down to masturbate Lucky's organ with her breasts. "Time, guys!" Sonny yelled suddenly, whipping his penis out of Sam's vagina. The immense shaft, black and hard, glistened with the juices as he now gripped it in his fist, beginning to jerk it furiously. Things happened so fast, that it surprised Sam. She suddenly found herself lying on the floor on her back, spread-eagled. Her long legs were wide open as were her eyes as she watched the four men range around her. Sonny stood over her, his feet planted on the floor beside her waist. Lucky stood at her head while the other two men at her sides. It became suddenly apparent what they intended to do. They were going to ejaculate all over her! "That's it, boys," yelled their chief excitedly. "Give that slut a cum bath! Let that spunk fly over her and paint her white body! Now, boys, now!" Lucky exploded first. His sperm splattered over her blonde hair and then he adjusted the direction by guiding his bursting organ so that the next bursts landed over her heaving bosom. Jam went next. He cried out, his eyes shut as he let go, spraying his sperm over her belly. Sonny, inflamed by the sight of his two buddies coming over the white woman shouted, "Oh shit, I'm going to come, I'm going to come! Take this, you little cunt, take this!" His flow was almost entirely directed on her breasts and she felt the heavy drops slapping her there. A stray burst almost blinded her and she hastily wiped the smear off with her hand. The last to come was Jay, that tall look-alike of the chief. "I want to come in her mouth, chief!" The man laughed. Sam glanced at him and noticed that he was smoking a cigarette. Her glance shifted toward her husband and she noticed that Tim's penis was straining upward, hard and erect. She looked briefly into his eyes and then the vision was blocked by Jay's throbbing penis, which lowered down till it was stuffed inside her mouth. Crouching over her, he pumped his penis in and out of her mouth. "God, Sonny, if her cunt is as tight as her mouth, I reckon you are really fucked up!" he gasped, increasing the rhythm of his strokes. Finally, she felt his sperm hitting the back of her throat. Surprisingly, the flow was so copious that even if she wanted to swallow it all, she wouldn't have been able to. Almost half of his ejaculate dribbled out from the corners of her mouth, leaking down over her chin to land on her breasts. For the first time, she felt exhausted. This had been incredible. Five men, counting the chief, had all violated her and she had lost count of how many times each of them had done her in how many different ways. And now, she was literally drenched with their juices. There it was dribbling over her forehead, some was in her hair, yet there was that large amount of it coated over her breasts and of course her face, her belly and finally, her mouth. And she wasn't forgetting the most important part where a stranger's sperm had deposited: her vagina! Her eyes rolled inside her head and suddenly she was out like a light. She vaguely remembered that since coming off the plane, the only time she had closed her eyes was when the man had drugged them. She didn't know it, but she was immediately snoring! ****** The man seemed to have a thing about showers. It felt to her that it had hardly been about fifteen minutes after she had fell asleep and now here she was back in the bathroom and under those bunched-up shower nozzles, allowing the cold water to pelt her naked body like a fusillade of bullets. What was even more disturbing was the fact that the man too was standing beside her under the shower, equally naked and her husband, still bound to the chair was glaring at them from the doorway. It was disturbing because she knew that eventually the man would get aroused and she would have to satiate him again. She was not at all confident that she could take this anymore. She felt worn out, used up and completely exhausted. "Nice little gang bang that one, huh?" the man sniggered, rubbing the bar of soap furiously across his chest. She tried to ignore the man's penis swaying between his legs, trying to imagine that it was the most grotesque thing in the world. Deep inside, she accepted that it was, on the contrary, truly magnificent. It wasn't all about the size, but the way he had used it and brought her to orgasm. "I ask questions, I expect you to answer, bitch." Hastily she nodded at him. "Y-yes, it was," she whispered. "What?" the man insisted on a more detailed answer. "It was a good fuck," she replied tonelessly. Tim flinched. No doubt he was aroused; after all, he reasoned, which man wouldn't sport an erection when he gets to watch a woman made love to by a group of men? It didn't matter then whether that woman was a wife, a sister, a mother or even a daughter, he thought. Tim had a rather painful erection by now. The rest of the gang had disappeared and for now it was only the man and his wife in the room for company. Plus, he thought that Sam was looking cuter and somehow sexier than before. For too long had he borne it and he felt that if the tension couldn't be relieved, he did have a stroke. Without realizing what he was saying, he blurted out, "Damn it man, I need to get off!" Sam was astonished and bewildered. She froze; her hands lathering her breasts froze as well. Her eyes went wide and she stared at her husband squirming in the chair. The man wasn't fazed at all. On the contrary, it seemed that he had expected Tim to say these words eventually. He let out a harsh laugh. "Poor Tim," he sneered, his hands going down to soap his penis. "Look at his poor cock! It's difficult, isn't it, Tim? Watching your pretty little white wife getting fucked in every which way possible and not being able to participate? You want to jerk off, Tim?" Tim felt the color rising on his face and he nodded, trying to avoid his wife's glance. The man chuckled. He thrust his hips out to allow the water rinse the soap off his organ. "Sonny!" he roared. The other men had left immediately after having satiated themselves and were in the adjacent room. Sam, now flushing deeply as she realized her husband's predicament, could hear noises in the other bathroom. What was it about these men, she thought? Each one seemed to be fixated on showering. A couple of minutes went by before the connecting door opened and the black man entered. He was wearing shorts and was wiping his glistening body with a skimpy cotton towel. "You called chief?" he asked, glancing casually at Sam. "Hubby here wants to jerk off," the man told his friend. Sonny laughed mirthlessly. "I was beginning to think that maybe his dick was going to burst out on its own. It's about time, pal," he continued, walking to the chair on which Tim was bound. "Just free his right hand and stand over him while he jerks off," the man advised. As Sonny leaned down to obey his chief, Sam noticed that the man was shutting off the showers. Luckily, she had managed to rinse off all the soap and she now stood uncertainly, watching the man walk up to her, his penis dangling between his legs. The Trip Ch. 02 That day, Brian took Kim on a tour of San Francisco and visited the beautiful Palace of Fine arts. They took quick stints through both Chinatown and the Japanese Tea Gardens. Kim was genuinely impressed with the great Northern California sights. Brian, on the other hand, was simply happy just to be in her company. That afternoon, they decided to take a stroll down to Fisherman's Wharf and have lunch at Bubba Gump's on the bay. After lunch, they went for a walk down the boardwalk, glancing at the various shops as they went along. "How are you liking San Francisco so far?" Brian said, licking his ice cream cone. "Have I convinced you it's better than LA, yet?" "Is that what your intention was?" She said with a dry laugh. She took another sip of her soda as the cool air blew through her khaki shorts and the feeling of goose bumps covered her legs. "It's certainly much cooler up here than it is back home, that's for sure." Brian handed Kim his cone, removed his jacket and placed it over her shoulders. Kim smiled. "Thank you," she said licking the melting ice cream from her hand. She stopped and looked at the cone adoringly for a moment, then back up at Brian's face. "Mmm! This isn't bad!" She said handing him her soda cup in return. "Here, I think I'll trade with you." A sly smile wiggled its way across her face. Brian rolled his eyes and grabbed the cup. "Thanks." They stopped at a bench to sit and people watch. Kim was enamored with the sights and smells of Northern California. To her, it seemed like an entirely new world. On the boardwalk, she watched the small kids and their parents play on the large merri-go-round in the center of the dock. In the distance, she could hear the calls of the sea lions they had stopped to admire earlier. She could smell the fresh fish off the dock of Pier 39 and thought about how nice fresh shrimp for dinner sounded. Brian missed all of this. His eyes were locked on Kim and his -- her ice cream cone. He was enthralled as the cool air did little to keep the sun from melting it down her wrist. Every time her tongue swept across the base in a long sensuous stroke, his breathing stopped. She was oblivious to the desire she was generating within his loins, his entire body, even. Trying to keep the tower she'd built with her tongue from toppling over, she would occasionally open her mouth and let her thick lips envelope the crown of the cream and slowly lick the white film from her lips. "Fuck ME!" Brian thought. That had to be about the most erotic thing he'd ever witnessed. His balls tightened. He could feel the rush of blood tightening his cock. He shook his head and blinked hard. Little flashes of light danced his eyelids as he did. Kim finally took her eyes off the view of Alcatraz just past the Golden Gate Bridge in the distance and noticed Brian's uneasiness. "What?" Kim asked with wide eyes. "Nothing," he said trying not to look at her beautiful ice cream covered lips. If she had any idea what he was thinking, she'd surely smack him off his ass. "What!?" She insisted. "You've been acting so funny today." "Am I?" Brian thought. Sure, watching her stroll around in her thigh-high shorts and gloriously unforgiving white tank top probably made him seem "funny" to her, but to him, he was acting exactly how any other red-blooded man would. The squawk of sea gulls overhead brought his attention back to the moment. "I was just sitting here wishing I was that ice cream cone right now." He couldn't believe the words had fallen from his mouth. But, now that they had, he wasn't sorry. It was the truth after all. Kim licked her lips then wiped them with the napkin that had been cradling the cone. She looked down at it, then back up at him. Brian stared at it with his hand covering his mouth. Did he just take another three steps back? Kim smiled. "You like watching me eat my ice cream, huh?" Brian opened his mouth and slowly nodded. For some reason, the words wouldn't release from his mouth. He tried again, and they came out in a hoarse whisper. "Oh, yes." Kim turned to him and smiled again. She held the cone up to her lips and slowly wiped her tongue across the entire base. Brian's eyes blinked hard again. His breathing was getting more and more labored. He bit at the inside of his lip and tried to look away, but his eyes had no intention. Kim took a large bite out of the top of the cone and as slowly as she could, licked ever creamy inch of her lips until they were moist with only the wetness of her tongue. Brian moaned as his foot tapped uncontrollably on the ground. Kim was just about to take another go at the base of the cone when she felt a hand grab her wrist and stop her. "You're evil," was all Brian said as he grabbed the cone from her hand. She reluctantly let it go and laughed as he almost crushed it from the pure strength of his desire. A small drop fell into the crack between his thumb and index finger. Kim saw it and seductively licked it up before it dripped to the ground. The cool silky feel of her tongue on his body sent pulses of adrenaline through his veins. The cone finally crushed in Brian's hand and it fell with a flat plopping noise to the ground next to his cup of soda. Brian looked at it and shook his head as Kim stood up and patted him on the back. "All right lover boy," She laughed. "Fun's over. Let's go over to the aquarium like you promised." "No." Brian said, grabbing her arm and gently pulling her back down to the bench beside him. He thought about the noticeable protrusion between his thighs and how awkward it would be trying to hide it from her and the rest of the world as they sauntered along the boardwalk. "Let's just sit here for a while." **** That night Brian had invited Kim to his place to watch an old James Bond movie. Kim wasn't particularly interested in the show as much as the company, so she accepted the invitation with a mild indifference. Brian had ordered pizza and thought a nice cabernet would go well with the greasy pie. Kim arrived dressed in a black pant suit and white silk blouse with a black chiffon scarf tied around her neck. Her long, curly hair was pulled up in a loose ponytail with soft tendrils coming down to her cheeks. She looked absolutely angelic, Brian thought. She was holding a store-bought cherry pie in her hands. She extended the pie to Brian from the hallway and he grabbed it in one hand and her arm in the other pulling them both inside with an almost equal desire. Brian had told Kim of his love of cherry pie at lunch that day, but he certainly didn't think she would remember, let alone bring him one. He looked down at the plastic covered container in his hands as Kim strode past him toward the dining room. "Mmm, I see you ordered pizza," Kim said hungrily eyeing the grease stained box sitting on the table. "Yeah, help yourself. Plates are in the...," he paused. "you know where they are." He motioned his hand toward the upper right kitchen cabinets. Kim nodded. "Indeed, I do!" She said slinking into the kitchen and re-emerging with two plates and a pair of wine glasses. Brian brought the cherry pie into the kitchen and searched the utensil drawer for a pastry knife. He grabbed two small plates and cut out a slice for Kim and himself. He walked into the dining room and sat the dessert plates to the side as he grabbed two large slices of pizza at once and sat them on his plate. Kim already had his wine glass filled before he sat down. "Hey, I've been thinking," Brian said placing his cloth napkin in his lap. "You said yesterday that you wanted to find 'your wings' I think was the phrase you used -- but you didn't elaborate. Kim looked up at him with a mouthful of pizza. "Where would you like to go?" "The truth?" She said trying to swallow her food. "I've always wanted to visit Paris. It's seems so cheesily romantic." She chuckled to herself and thought about if 'cheesily' was an actual word, then decided it didn't matter. It fit in the context of what she wanted to say and no other word came immediately to mind. "Paris is overrated," Brian began. "I was there several years ago, before 9/11, when we were still on "speaking" terms with each other. Even then, the people there were rude and snotty. I can't even imagine what it must be like now." "One fail swoop." Kim whispered shaking her head. She had heard Ellis's voice in Brian's just now and a whole flood of emotion she had been trying to suppress came rushing back to the surface. Ellis had become adept at making her feel like a fool and belittling her desires like she was a child and, by the end, he not only laughed at her dreams of visiting France (and pretty much anything else she hoped for), but he had pretty much resigned her to the confines of the house as well. This, she thought, was one of the reasons she was here now in San Francisco. As soon as she was free of Ellis's hold, she suddenly wanted to see the world. And here was Brian starting off the same way, in the same condescending manner Ellis had started. It was the beginning of her four year long nightmare all over again. "Huh?" Brian said lifting a folded up pizza to his mouth. "Didn't take you long to dash my hopes and dreams with that sharp tongue of yours, did it?" Brian looked at her, then down at his plate. He felt like a huge rock had just tumbled its way down his stomach and landed there with a thud. The deep sinking feeling that had found its way inside him seemed to make his mouth dry. He grabbed his wine glass, took a large swallow and sat it back down on the table with a clink. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to criticize your goals. I was just --" Brian thought quickly, trying to change the subject somewhat. "Chantilly is nice," he said with a uneasy smile. "I've always liked it there. It has the Conde' museum which has incredible historical paintings of the country, second only to the Louvre in size." Suddenly Brian felt like a French travel guide brochure. Kim smiled. Brian smiled back. That heavy rock inside his belly disappeared and he'd all but forgotten about it. "If you could be doing anything right now -- anything in the world that you wanted to do, what would it be?" Brian asked. "You're all about the broad questions tonight, aren't you?" "Just answer the question." Brian said smirking. "The truth?" "Of Course!" Brian chuckled. "I'd be laying out on the beach of Marina Del Ray watching the sun set and digging my feet into the sand making little cubby holes." She chuckled at the words that just spilled from her mouth. "God, that sounds corny." "Not at all," his eyes peering into hers. "San Francisco has some nice beaches, but I'm afraid you'd freeze your little toes off this time of night before you even made it to shore." He grabbed his wine glass and sat back in his chair. "But we can do that tomorrow afternoon if you'd like." Kim gave a pained expression and played with the olives on her pizza. "I feel like I'm taking over your life, Brian. We've barely been apart since I got here." She looked down at the napkin in her lap and unconsciously rearranged it. "That's only because I want it that way," he said trying to catch her eyes with his own. "You certainly don't think this has all been just a coincidence, do you? Because it hasn't. Not by a long shot." They both sat quietly staring at each other from across the table. Kim shook her head and looked down at the napkin in her lap again. "What's wrong?" Brian asked setting his wine glass down in front of him. Kim opened her mouth to speak, then closed it again. Brian felt her reluctance and thought he should leave the topic alone for now. "Can I ask you a question?" He asked not waiting for an answer. "What was the deal with you and that fucking ice cream cone this afternoon?" The two started to chuckle until Kim bent her head down on the table and released a loud mixture of both a laugh and a sigh. She covered her face with her hands and tried to compose herself. "I have no idea. I really don't. I suppose I was just playing with you. You have to believe me when I say I've never done anything like that before in my life. EVER." Brian smiled at her over the faux flower arrangement in the center of the small dining room table. "Can I tell you something?" He asked barely above a whisper as he teased the rim of his wineglass. "What?" Brian's eyes looked up at hers while his fingers continued their dance on his half empty glass. "I've never wanted someone as much as I want you." "Bri—," "You have no fucking idea." He whispered, cutting her off. His cock was now rock hard again with the thought of that afternoon and with the look of her now, sitting across from him. He thought about the feel of her legs wrapped around his waist pushing him as far into her depths as he could go. He shuddered. He was doing that a lot lately, he thought. "Tell me why it is you keep pushing me away." His hand reached across the table to hers and she quickly withdrew it to her lap. He momentarily stared at the spot where it had been and sighed. "What are you afraid of?" The images suddenly flooded over Kim like a hurricane. Ellis. Ellis Richards. That's what she was afraid of. His face flashed into her mind and her eyes began to pool with tears. She thought back to the many emergency room visits he gave her. A broken arm here, a bruised rib there. Even a mild concussion once. Her body bore the numerous scars he inflicted. But that wasn't the worst of it. Not even the terrible things he would do to her in the bedroom. The physical scars would heal, but she was positive she'd be wearing the emotional scars of that man for the rest of her life. She tried to convince herself that he wasn't that bad. Not in retrospect. Everything always seemed better in retrospect. "He was only at his worst when he had been drinking," she would say to herself. Which was more and more frequently near the end. When he would come home drunk from the bar and decided he wanted to fool around was when it was really bad. She kept telling herself it wasn't rape because they were lovers. You can't really rape someone you fuck on a regular basis, can you? She didn't know what to call it, but all she knew was Friday and Saturday nights terrified her more than anything else in the world. That's when Ellis would get his paycheck and spend the weekends at the bar. When he wasn't getting loaded at Buddy's bar and beating some shit head to a pulp, he was at home ripping her clothes off and beating HER to a pulp. She remembered that last night. The last time she let him put his filthy hands on her body. The night she put HIS sorry ass in the hospital instead of the other way around. Ellis had come home that Saturday night, drunk off his ass as usual. Kim was sitting in the bathroom on the edge of the tub with the door locked. She was holding herself in her arms and rocking. She knew what kind of night it was going to be. "Kim! Kimberly Alessis Brown!" He said slurring her middle name as he tried to gain control of his words. "Git your ass out here, bitch!" She heard a bottle shatter against the living room wall. "Where are you? I'm gonna fuck your brains out tonight, girly." His accompanying laughter scared her even more. He walked over to the closed bathroom door and tried the doorknob. It was locked. "You in there, bitch?" The twist of the doorknob made Kim shift on the tub causing her body wash bottle to tumble inside with a thud. Kim gasped. "Unlock thish goddamn door!" Ellis then pounded on the broad side of it with his whole body. The door shook in the frame and Kim slowly inched to the corner of the tub. After a few more body slams into the door, the frame finally gave way and Ellis charged in stumbling to the ground in the process. Kim screamed and tried to run past him through the door. He caught her at the ankle and she fell face first on the porcelain floor. He crawled his body on top of hers, flipped her over and smacked her already bloody face. Kim screamed and Ellis hit her again. This time she lay there quietly crying. Her salty tears stinging the fresh cut near her eye. "Stupid bitch! You tryin to run from me, uh? Well, I'll show you what hap'ensh to the dumb whore who tries to run from Ellis Richardsh." His s's still slurring randomly. He quickly ripped off her blouse and tore her bra from her shoulders. He bit so hard into her nipple, he drew blood. Kim screamed again but, this time Ellis didn't care. He kept biting through her cries. He hiked up her skirt and pulled her panties roughly down her legs, ripping them on the way down. She felt him lift the lower half of his body up just long enough unfasten his pants and let himself fall roughly back onto her body. She let out a huge rush of air as he did. He smiled that evil smile. Kim knew what was going to happen next. With a euphoric grunt, he pushed his huge cock so far and brutally inside her she could swear she felt something tear. Her legs were splayed beneath him as his hips rose and fell between her thighs. He grabbed her neck with both hands and viciously slapped his groin into hers. She tried to cry with every thrust, but all that came out were hoarse grunts. Ellis stuck out his tongue and licked her lips with the fervor of a madman. Kim's nails tried to dig into his back, but the effort was strained with what little air his chokehold was allowing her and the thick leather jacket he was still wearing. Ellis's thrusts came more quickly and more severe. He watched with sick pleasure as each time his pelvis met hers, her breasts jiggled from the impact and she let loose a muffled grunt of pain. The assault seemed to go on forever until Ellis finally closed his eyes, like he always did before he was about to cum, and convulsed with his open mouth drooling. Kim, on the other hand, lay there feeling her soul fly away and on the cusp of passing out. As soon as he came, he released his hold on her neck and went limp on top of her. Kim gasped for the sweet air he had cut off. The color began to come back to her face and she coughed violently. It felt as though her throat were on fire. He then quickly rolled off her and left her there on the bathroom floor as he pulled up his pants and headed off to the kitchen. It felt like a hot poker had been thrust between Kim's legs. When she tried to sit up, she immediately fell over and threw up from the intense pain. Ellis had found a bottle of beer on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator and sat himself at the kitchen table to finish it off. Kim, finally able to gather herself up enough to stand, watched him from the shadows of the splintered bathroom door. His back was toward her, oblivious to her movements. She had taken a little more than four years of his abuse, and although it sounded fucked up to her, she had told herself many times that she was used to it. But this time... This time he'd gone too far. He was always rough with her in bed when he had been drinking. (Not that he was prince charming even when he was sober.) She convinced herself that she was used to that, too, but this was something different entirely. He had NEVER brutalized her the way he did just now. He was getting worse. She thought if things had just stayed the same, she could put up with it. It was never so bad she couldn't handle it. But things didn't stay the same. Her trips to the hospital were becoming more and more frequent and his days of sobriety became more and more scarce. This was the end. This was the absolute last Kim could take of Ellis Richards and he would have known it if he'd seen the fire burning deep within her eyes right now. Something inside Kim snapped and she had made up her mind that this time was the last time, the absolute last time she would passively suffer at his hands again. The Trip Ch. 02 She slowly walked into the living room where she eyed the broken Jack Daniel's bottle he had busted on the wall just moments earlier. She grabbed the jagged neck, wrapped her right hand tightly around it and walked quietly into the kitchen, her naked frame battered and sore. She was standing behind him staring at that stupid black cap he always wore with the word RAIDERS emblazoned on the front. She stood there with the broken bottle in her hand for a few seconds before Ellis felt her cool breath on his neck. He turned around just in time to see the jagged edge of the glass come down-- "Kim?" Brian was now sitting next to her holding her as the tears fell from her eyes. "What's wrong, baby?" Kim quickly stood up and wiped her eyes with her napkin. "I have to go." "Kim, don't --," Brian held onto her arm but she yanked it free as she grabbed her purse and scurried quickly out the front door. Brian sat back in his chair staring at the two untouched slices of cherry pie as he tried to figure out what the hell had just happened. The Trip Ch. 02 I'm so, so sorry. I had written this, but the phone rang and ... so here's chapter two. And Thailand is coming up. Not much of watching me, but lots of me watching "them". We both drifted off, but Jackie woke up first. I felt her get up and kind of woke up a little. She went into the bathroom and after a couple of minutes I heard the shower start up. When she walked out she had a towel in her hand drying her hair. I climbed out of bed and went in. I peed a little and then walked into the shower. It was a quick one, but I did wash my hair. When I finished I dried off and then dried my hair. I heard Jackie's hair dryer start up and picked up mine and quickly dried my hair. I don't do much make up, but some. I waited in there until I heard Jackie's dryer stop and waited a couple of more minutes. Then I left the room and walked into the bedroom. Jackie wasn't there and I quickly dressed and packed. Jackie's suitcase was on the bed and had some things in it, but it wasn't finished. I was rather surprised to see that she wasn't in the living room, either. I turned on the TV and tuned to CNN. About ten minutes later the doorbell rang. It was room service. She had some trays on a cart, and a big pitcher of OJ and a pot of what I assumed to be coffee. I pulled my purse open and started to had her a ten. When I turned around she smiled and shocked me. "That's okay, you don't have to. Your partner tipped us last night. On the security cameras." Then she giggled. I blushed and handed her the ten, anyway. Jackie showed up just as the girl was leaving. "Hi," the girl said. "You look good in person." Now it was Jackie's turn to blush. We both sat down to eat, then Jackie got up and went into the bedroom. I looked at my watch. I was almost 10. A couple of minutes later Jackie walked out with her bag. I went back into the bedroom and shut mine and rolled it into the bedroom. "About last night," I started. "It happened then, not now. Let's just keep going and this stays in our memories. If you want to write about it, that's okay. But we didn't fuck each other, we didn't screw anybody else. Just write the truth." I nodded. "We need to check out. It's going to take us a while to get to the airport. I just got us some more A tickets, but we still need to drop the car and get past security." We checked out of the hotel and drove off toward Dallas. In silence. Jackie started it. "So, what do you think about that new show where they do some stuff to some other houses on the block while they work one over?" I laughed. " Not my fave. House Hunters International is more my style. Girl's gotta dream about some place warm." "Yeah, like Fiji. Those shows with the real estate agents in some outrageously over priced area, those are flat out crazy. Six million dollars for a thousand foot apartment? View of the Empire State Building? BFD." The conversation went like that for the rest of the trip. Flipping? We laughed about the idiots who got caught in that one. Finally we got to Love, dropped the car and flew through security. And waited. That's always the way it is. You get there early and blow through security. Get there late and the line is a million people long. And some idiot who doesn't know how to do his laptop and take off his shoes. The flight home went very quickly and we finally got to the house. Jackie dropped me at my door and drove back to her house. I emptied my clothes into the hamper, put up my travel drier and such and walked into my living room. I flopped on my couch and shouted "HOLY SHIT! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" I know I'll never do that again. No way. But there's a full nude bar up north and amateur night is Thursdays. Maybe I'll go and watch. Just watch. That is not going to happen again. But it did happen and a little part of me is pretty happy it did. Okay, a large part. I really enjoyed it. Once. Tata for now. I head off to Thailand next Monday for 6 weeks. Hmm, some crazy stuff us supposed to happen there. The Trip Ch. 03 Barry caught two more rides that day, almost reaching the Alabama-Tennessee border by nightfall. He found a small roadside motel and checked in for the night. He was pleased with his progress as well as the fuck he had had that afternoon. He was pretty tired and decided to turn in early so he could get an early start in the morning. The next morning, Barry caught a ride north, into Tennessee. He was walking along a state highway, admiring the beautiful horse farms along the way. This was horse country and there were white, split railing fences for miles. Every so often he would see someone riding in the large acreage farms. He hadn't realized how long Tennessee was. He had been in the state all day. Around mid-afternoon, Barry was starting to tire, catching just a few short rides but walking a good bit. Fortunately, the sky had been overcast and not too hot. As he walked along the fence, a young woman riding a large quarter horse rode up to him, bringing the horse to a slow trot. She and Barry began talking, about the horse, his trip, the countryside. Barry found out that her name was Carla and that she lived on the farm she was riding. He told her that he was going to San Francisco to start a new job in a few weeks. Carla was wearing tight, riding pants and a top that did little to hide her ample breasts. Suddenly, a loud clap of thunder sounded and it began to rain hard. Barry looked around for a place to get under, when Carla called to him to climb over the fence and for him to get onto the horse. Barry mounted the horse, sitting behind Carla. She told him to hold onto her waist and they rode off. Instead of going to the house, Carla rode to a little cabin in the corner of the property. They were both soaked with the rain as they ran into the cabin, laughing. Once inside, Barry could see the effect the rain had on Carla's clothes. Her top clung to her body, accentuating her breasts, while the wetness glistened on her ass. He felt himself becoming hard looking at her. "Why don't you start a fire, Barry?" Carla said. "I have some other clothes here I can change into. Why don't you get out of those wet things, too?" Carla smiled as she walked into another room. Barry looked around for a place to change, but didn't see any place else. He took off his shirt, shoes and sock, leaving on his pants. Suddenly a pair of sweat pants came flying out of the other room. "Here, put these on," Carla said. Barry stripped off the rest of his clothes, slipping into the loose pants, noticing that his hard cock tented them. Carla walked out wearing a black baby doll. "I thought I had some other clothes here, I hope you don't mind, Barry," Carla said coyly. Looking at Barry's cock, she answered her own question, "Obviously you don't mind." Barry felt a little embarrassed until she walked over to him, turning her back to him. Carla rubbed her ass against his cock, feeling the hardness pressing against her cheeks. Barry wrapped his arms around her, cupping her large breasts. Carla moaned as he toyed with her nipples, rolling them between his fingers. She rubbed herself harder against him, loving the feel of his cock on her ass. Barry squeezed her tits, feeling the soft flesh of her globes in his fingers. "Ooooohhhhh gggdddddd," Carla moaned, grinding her firm ass against Barry's hard cock. "You feel so hard." Carla grabbed one of Barry's hands, pushing it down her belly to her wet pussy. Barry's fingers slid over the silky baby doll, past the hem, onto her bare thigh. She pulled his hand back up, catching the moist area between her legs. "Ooohhhh fffuuuucckkkkk," Carla groaned when Barry pulled her panties to the side, plunging a finger into her. Her hips began bucking against his finger, feeling bolts of electricity shooting through her body. Barry bit on the back of her neck, sucking her soft skin, his finger plunging in and out of her tight pussy. He picked the woman up and sat her on the bed. Carla bit her lower lip as Barry pulled her straps off her shoulders, exposing her firm tits. "Suck my tits, Barry, please!!" Carla pleaded. Barry attacked her tits, his tongue circling her hard nipples. He took her nipples into his mouth, biting them as he squeezed her large firm breasts. Her tits had always been very sensitive for some reason. She could almost make herself cum by just playing with them herself. Barry was bringing her to a quick climax, his hands groping her tits, his mouth sucking and biting her hard nipples. "Ooohhhhh gggdddddd, Barry," she screamed, her body shuddering, flooding her pussy with her juices. She held his head tight to her chest, his face buried in her luscious tits. She closed her eyes, feeling her warm juices flowing inside her. Barry slid to his knees, pushing the hem of her baby doll up. Carla looked down at him, smiling, wanting to feel his tongue on her cunt. Barry grabbed her ass, pulling her wet cunt hard to his mouth, his tongue lapping at her cum. Barry drove his face between her legs, pressing his mouth hard against her pussy. Carla grabbed his head, pulling him harder into her, moaning and screaming as her body shook and trembled from his wonderful tongue. Carla fell back onto the bed, grabbing at her tits, her hips bucking against his mouth. She felt her body become alive as Barry sucked and ate her wet cunt. Barry spread her lips, sucking on her swollen clit, tasting her juices. "Ooohhhh gggdddd, Barry... I'm cumming again!!!" Carla screamed, pulling his head hard between her legs. Her hips bounced up and down on the bed, thrashing from the massive orgasm overwhelming her body. "Ooohhh gggdddd, YES!!!" she screamed, arching her back. Her cum flooded Barry's mouth. He lapped as hard as he could, sucking on her lips and thighs. Carla came again and again, soaking her lover's face and the bed with her cum. Carla's heart was beating hard against her chest. Barry licked all he could, sliding up her body, his hands smearing her body with her warm juices. Her cunt was on fire, aching for more, even though she had just had one of her hardest climaxes. She kissed Barry, tasting her cum on his lips and tongue. Carla slid her hand down his bare chest, grasping his hard, thick cock. Barry moaned with pleasure as she stroked his cock through his pants. She felt it grow harder and thicker to her touch, exciting her even more. Carla loved sucking a hard cock and she wanted Barry's very badly. She fell onto the floor, pulling his pants down with her. His cock sprung out, hitting Carla's cheek. She slowly stroked the thick shaft, looking at its shape and structure. Carla licked her lips, eager to take his cock deep into her waiting mouth. Barry looked down at her beautiful face, her mouth opened. Carla dropped her head down, engulfing his thick cock all at once, sending wave after wave of excitement through Barry's body. She bobbed her head back and forth, squeezing her lips tight around his throbbing cock. She loved the feel of the thick head rubbing against the inside of her cheeks. Barry thrust his hips back and forth, fucking her hot mouth, filling it with his cock. Carla moaned as she sucked hard, tasting the ooze of his pre-cum. She reached down to her wet cunt, fingering herself. She felt another orgasm building inside her. Carla plunged her fingers deep inside her cunt, fucking herself hard as her head bobbed back and forth on Barry's delicious cock. She felt his cock throbbing, beating against her throat. She rubbed her clit hard and fast, bringing herself to the edge. "Cum on me, cum in my mouth!!" she moaned, wanting to taste his seed. Barry grabbed her head, thrusting his hips, fucking her mouth. "Ooohhhhh gggdddd, I'm cumming," he cried, his body tensing, then filling her mouth with his hot cum. Carla gulped all she could, swallowing his juices, then letting the rest splatter over her face and tits. Barry squeezed his cock, draining it of his cum, watching it fall onto Carla's face and body. Carla scooped some into her fingers, rubbing the hot goo over her hard nipples, feeling the heat deep within her. Carla licked and sucked Barry clean, savoring the taste of his cum. Barry could barely stand, his knees weak from the wonderful sucking he had just had. Carla looked up at him, smiling. She loved sucking cock and knew that she was good at it. She pulled the blanket off the bed, laying it on the floor near the fire. Barry and Carla cuddled on the blanket, their hands exploring each other's bodies, listening to the crackling of the fire and the sound of the rain on the tin roof. They lay in each other's arms, talking softly, caressing and kissing between sentences. Barry looked out the window, noticing that the rain was not letting up and that it was beginning to get dark. "Why don't you just stay here the night, Barry?" Carla smiled. "Besides, your clothes are still wet." Barry really had no other choice, plus he was hoping she would ask him to stay. He smiled and thanked her. After a while, Carla got up and called her house, telling her parents that she was going to stay at the cabin because of the rain. Barry smiled when he heard her say that she had plenty to do there. There was some food in the refrigerator and Carla make a nice meal out of whatever she could find. After watching some TV, they decided to go to bed. Carla wanted to feel Barry's cock inside her, and Barry wanted to fuck her just as badly. Barry pushed her onto the bed. Carla looked back, smiling at him as he walked up to her, rubbing the thick head of his cock over her ass. While cuddling on the floor, Carla had already made him hard again with her fingers, gently stroking his long shaft. Now she was about to get fucked by this stranger's hard cock. She wiggled her ass against him, feeling the head pressing between her cheeks. "Fuck me Barry, please, fuck me hard!!" Carla moaned. Barry rubbed the head over her lips, then pressed his cock into her tight cunt. "Oooooohhhhhhhh gggddddd'," she moaned, pressing back against him. Barry grabbed her ass, pulling her hard against him, driving his hard cock deep into her. Carla groaned with glee as he thrust again and again, plunging his thick cock deeper and deeper into her cunt. Barry moaned as Carla squeezed her cunt around his thrusting cock, adding to the friction. His hips slammed against her ass, pounding her hard. Carla felt his cock stabbing deep into her, the head rubbing against her cervix. Barry fucked her hard, slamming his thighs against her ass, pounding hard into her tight cunt. Carla moaned and groaned, her cunt gripping his cock, trying to hold him inside her. Her fingers clutched at the sheets, her head being driven into the bed from his fierce pounding. She felt her body trembling, shuddering from his thrusts. His fingers gripped her ass, squeezing her cheeks. She felt a rush of pain, coupled with a rush of pleasure racing through her body. Barry fell onto the bed on his back, pulling Carla with him. She sat on his lap, riding his thick, hard cock. She rode him hard, rocking her hips back and forth, feeling his cock filling her cunt. "Ooohhhhh Barry, fuck me hard!!!" she screamed, rocking her hips on his lap. She could feel his hard cock rubbing against her clit as he thrust his hips, plunging the thick shaft deep into her quivering cunt. She felt his cock throbbing, growing harder and thicker inside her, stretching her walls. She felt his cock filling her, rubbing against her walls. She rubbed her clit as his cock slid in and out of her tight cunt, adding to the pleasure. Barry groped her tits, squeezing her soft flesh in his fingers. Carla squealed with pleasure, rocking her hips faster and faster, fucking his hard, thick cock. Barry pulled at her nipples, sending bolts of electricity throughout her trembling body. "Ooohhh gggdddd, Carla," Barry cried, his hips thrusting up into her, filling her tight cunt with his cock. Carla leaned forward, supporting herself on his knees, her ass rising and falling as she impaled herself on his hard pole. She felt him plunging deep into her cunt, bringing her to another climax. Carla screamed, her hips pounding up and down on Barry's cock as she came for the last time, her cunt flooded with her hot cum. She squeezed his cock with her muscles, holding him deep inside her. The sudden heat of her cum on his cock was too much... Barry came hard, his cock jerking and throbbing in her cunt. His cum slammed deep into her, filling her with his hot juices. Their fluids mixed in her tunnel, oozing out around his cock. She fell back onto his chest, his hands groping at her tits. She felt his heart beating on her back, his fingers pulling at her sensitive nipples. Carla felt her heart beating rapidly on her chest as she tried to catch her breath. Barry rubbed Carla's quivering cunt gently, smearing their cum over her lips and belly. "Oh, Barry, that was wonderful," Carla said softly. Barry continued caressing her body, wanting to feel every part of her. Barry kissed the back of her neck, his hands sliding gently over her trembling body. She turned around, lying on top of him, her breasts pressed against his chest. His hands slid softly over her back, down to her firm ass. Shortly, they drifted off to sleep. The next morning, they awoke, making love again. Carla made him a quick breakfast then off he went, not sure which way was best to go, but just heading in the general direction. The Trip Ch. 03 Well we finally made it back to shore packed up everything and were on our way home. It was going on 4 o'clock and we decide that we would go out to eat that evening. We decided on a nice quiet restaurant. We went up and took a shower together teasing each other. I took my ass and ground it against his hard cock and felt it slip between my ass cheeks. When I felt it there I started moving up and down feeling "Big Boy" sliding up and down my crack. I reached around behind me and grabbed Steve's cock as he leaned into me. I whispered in his ear and said, "Sorry but Big Boy is gonna have to wait a little longer." After we got done washing each other, we got out of the shower and started to get ready. I knew Steve was horny as hell and truthfully, so was I. I decided to wear a white silk blouse, black mini skirt and high heels and nothing else. I was definitely planning on having some fun tonight. We went to the car and Steve came to my side to unlock and open the door. Just as I as about to get in he kissed me and said, "God you look so hot tonight!" I turned to him gave him a kiss and the smiled at him. I reach down to his crotch and rubbed gently and said, "Well it seems as though Big Boy feels the same way. By the way my pussy is really getting wet." With that I slide into the seat, making sure that my legs were spread so that Steve could see my moist lips. Then to prolong the view I leaned over to unlock the other door, making sure I stayed spread wide for my lovers view. On the way to the restaurant we both were playing touchy feely. Every once in a while I would reach over and run my hand over his cock and balls, teasing to make sure he would stay hard all the way there. Steve would reach over and massage my breasts and then gently pinch my nipples so that they were standing erect enough that you could see them poke out through my blouse. Every once in a while he would reach down and finger my clit, making sure that that was the only thing he touched between my legs. It was driving me crazy with lust. When we got to the restaurant we were seated toward the back in a horseshoe shaped booth, which was good because we were able to sit next to each other. The waiter came up and we ordered a bottle of wine. When the waiter left, I felt Steve's hand on my bare skinned knee. He gently rubbed the inside of my knee and thigh slowly moving higher with each stroke as he reached the hem of my skirt. As he was doing this I was rubbing the inside of his knee and then moved it to the top of his thigh and to his crotch. My goal had been accomplished as I felt his cock straining against the cloth of his pants. Steve's hands were busy too. He slowly made his way up my skirt until he found my hot wet pussy. He placed his finger between my lips and with the fingers next to them put a slight inward pressure forcing the lips to protrude more. Then he massaged my pussy using his middle finger. He leaned in to me and said, "My God Michelle, your are so damn wet tonight." I smiled and then whispered in his ear, "I would love to suck your cock right now." About that time the waiter came back with the wine and poured us each a glass. We sipped on our wine and chatted a bit about the day. I started feeling frisky again and reached under the table for Steve's crotch. I don't know how he did it but apparently while we were talking he had managed to unzip it pants and pull his dick out. I grabbed it and gave it a few strokes and felt it get harder. He then looked at me and said, "Well?" I said, "Well what?" He smiled and said, "You said you wanted to suck my cock now, here's your chance." I smiled at him and said, "Not in your life in here!" "Well", he said, "you can either suck it now or expect a spanking when you get home, and I mean a bare ass spanking." I told him, "Well you better get the paddle out, cuz it ain't happening here, right now." We continued to play touchy-feely while we ate and drank. It was time to leave and Steve paid the bill and we left. The drive home was actually a quiet one as I think we both thought about the events of the day. When we got home the first thing that came out of Steve's mouth was "Strip!" I looked at him and saw a twinkle in his eye and then undid my blouse and slid it off my shoulders and it hit the floor. Then I turned away from him and bent at the waist knowing that my ass and pussy were now in clear view as I went to take off my high heels. That's when I heard, "No, leave the shoes on." So I gave a little wiggle of my hips and stood up and unzipped my skirt and wiggled out of it, standing naked except for my shoes in front of him. I then watched as he started to unbutton his shirt and take it off, then his belt, unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly and let his pants fall to the floor around his ankles. He stepped out of them, and finally the shoes and socks came off. He stood there before me with a semi-hard cock. Steve walked over to the kitchen table and pulled out a chair and sat down. He motioned for me to come over. I walked over and stood there. He looked up at me and said, "Assume the position!" I looked at him and said, "What position?" He said, "You know what position, across my lap for your spanking!" "Spanking for what!" I said "You know what for" Steve said He proceeded to remind me that he told me that I was going to get a spanking when we got home for not giving him a blowjob at dinner. Well, I thought, "I did tell him to get his paddle ready." As I looked down I saw Steve's dick starting to get harder. I made sure as I lay across his lap I rubbed it with my belly. I scooted up so that the head was near my clit. With my ass in the air as I lay there Steve said to me, "You know you were a naught girl today don't you." I shook my head no. "Smack" his hand came down on my bare ass and it surprised me. He said, "I didn't hear you, what did you say?" I said, "No, I wasn't a naughty girl today". Smack, Smack his hand came down on each cheek. "That was for the two times on the boat this afternoon". He looked down at my butt and saw it turning a little pink and then Smack another swat to my behind. As he was doing this I could feel his cock getting harder and I wiggled a little bit to see if I could get it harder. It did. "That was not doing what you were told in the restaurant this evening." With each smack he would leave his hand on my ass and rub my cheeks. Smack, Smack, Smack came his hand down on my ass. "And what was it you were suppose to do at dinner?" he asked. It was starting to sting a little bit, but felt good at the same time. I then said, "I don't know what I was suppose to do!" Smack, harder this time and with each smack my pussy was starting to twitch with excitement. "Okay, Okay" I said, " I was suppose to suck your cock and didn't." Smack one more time and again my pussy twitched as the head of his cock started to touch my clit. This time he rubbed my cheeks gently and leaned down and gently started to kiss my butt cheeks. Then I felt his tongue on my ass. God did that feel good. He then stood me up, and told me to turn around. I did as I was told and I felt him rub his hand on my bunns and slide is middle finger between my legs and spread my pussy lips apart. "Hum", he said, "looks like you didn't mind that too much if your pussy is to be the determining factor, it starting to get wet." Then he slid his wet finger back touching my touching my asshole and pressing lightly and continued up between my crack. Well I think it is time we adjourned to the bedroom. And away we went. When we got to the bedroom, I went to the bed and got on all fours and wiggled my ass at Steve. Looking over my shoulder I saw he was starring at my ass and pussy exposed for his viewing enjoyment. Then he came up behind me and buried his face in my pussy licking the folds and the outer lips, licking and sucking and dipping his tongue into my honey pot every once in a while. Then Steve got up and walked around the bed and stood in front of me with his hard cock. He stood in front of me and started stroking his cock, making me watch, which I did. My pussy was starting to twitch and my clit and nipples were getting harder and harder. I asked him to let me suck his cock, which now was showing some signs of pre-cum on the tip. He looked me in the eye and said, "No, just watch right now and finger you clit, while you tell me a story." I reached between my l legs and found my clit and started rubbing it. Damn did it feel good, but I wanted to lick that pre-cum off the head of his cock and feel the rubbery head between my lips. I asked Steve, "What story am I suppose to tell you?" He smiled and said, "I know you have a friend you get nasty with online don't you?" I hesitated and look at him almost blushing. He said, "It's okay hon, I won't get mad if you tell me the truth." With that I took a deep breath and said, "Yes." He smiled at me and said so tell me what you do with him on line. As he stroked his cock I thought about some of the things that we have done. I started getting hotter and hotter thinking about some of our mind screws that we had. "Well one of the things he wanted to do is have me sit on his hot hard cock while we surf some of the porn sites together." Steve strokes and asks, "Do you like that idea?" "Oh yes, very much so. I think about riding his cock as we view men with big cocks and scenes of people fucking as he reaches around and plays with my boobs, gently squeezing my nipples and playing with my clit. I am reaching down between my legs and gently playing with his balls." God I was starting to get wet and telling Steve this. I look as Steve keeps stroking his now wet cock and closes his eyes. "Another time we talked about how I wanted to have him lay in bed while I rode his 7 and 1/4 in cock as he plays with my tits and nipples as I look in his eyes until he cums in me. I really like that one." "He's always wanting me to suck his cock, just like you." Steve then stepped a little closer and tell me to lick and suck just the head of his dick. I flick my tongue on the opening and taste his pre-cum and slowly suck the head into my mouth. He keeps stroking while I do this. Then he steps back and tells me to continue. "Well he loves doggie style and we almost always do it that way. He just has a way of wanting me to have him take my ass. It's get so erotic when we do that, I can just picture in my mind his cock buried in my ass. Hon, would you like to watch that huh." Steve looks me in the eye and says, "Oh god yes, another man fucking my wife, you better believe it." Now knowing he would like to watch I say, "Hon, you know what really gets me off online? It's when he makes you watch while he shows and instructs you on how to do my ass. He buries his face in my ass and eats it out and makes sure you are real, real close as he does it. Then, when he has it good and wet, he tells you to watch while he slides his hot hard cock in my pussy, my sloppy wet pussy to make sure it is really greased up and then he spreads my cheeks apart and slowly, oh so slowly slides the head of his cock in. Then I hear him groan and know that you are having to watch and beat your meat while this man has his cock in your wife's ass and he slowly moves deeper and deeper until each inch is in. One inch at a time as each inch in my ass gets adjusted to his meat. Slowly, so slowly you jack your cock for me. Then when he is in and I can feel his balls on my pussy he tells you to stand in front of me so I can suck you off while he does my ass. While I am sucking you watch as he pumps his meat into me. " I look up at Steve and see his eyes are closed images of him watching me screw my online lover. I tell him to move closer to the bed and when he does I reach up and grab his cock and slowly suck the head into my mouth, tasting the pre-cum and start taking his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. Bobbing up and down on his shaft I feel it getting larger and with my tongue I massage the big vein on the bottom of his cock. He says, "I need you now." I let go and tell him to lie down on the bed. When he does this, I straddle his face and tell him before he can get in me he has to eat more pussy, which is now dripping wet. He starts to get my pussy using his tongue expertly to tease and bury it in my pussy. Frenching my pussy with his tongue and then slowly he move up and takes my clit between his lips and sucks gently and then harder making it stand up. Once he thinks he has it hard enough he starts to flick his tongue between his lips while still sucking. Feeling his tongue flick on my clit builds up my orgasm. I feel it cumming and he continues driving me nuts. Finally I moan out loudly as I feel my orgasm explode on his mouth. He starts to drink my cum like a person who has not had a drink of water in a week as I grind my pussy on his face and mouth. I reached behind me and felt his hard cock and give it a couple of strokes. Then I slowly slide down to where his cock is below my pussy. I start to rub my pussy up and down the length of his meat, soaking it with my pussy juices. I get up just a little bit and place the thick rubbery head to the entrance of my pussy and slowly slide the whole thing up in me. I feel another orgasm about to approach and start humping him while he plays with my nipples and squeezes my boobs. I start humping him as I look down into his eyes and say "Oh fuck, that feels so damn good." Then I lean down, knowing I have him in a good position and whisper in his ear. "What would happen if one night while on one of my trips I ended up having too much to drink and I slipped and got a little on the side?" What surprised me is that when I said that, I felt him start to pump his cock in me a little harder. "You mean if you got too loose and fooled around without me being there?" I said, "Yes." "Well hon," he said, " so long as you wrapped you lips around his cock for me and he ate you out before he plowed into you then it would be fine, so long as you give me all the details when you got home," winking at me. I asked, "Then you wouldn't mind so long as I tell you huh? "Nope", was all he said, "just so long as you still love me then have some fun." Just as he said that he grabbed my hips and slammed me down on his now erupting cock, I guess he kinda liked the idea I said smiling at him as I felt his wads of cum enter me. I leaned down and kissed him passionately our tongues meeting as I slowly collapsed on top of him. We remained in that position just holding each other as our pulses slowly started to subside. I rolled off of him and we snuggled for a little bit and the drifted off into a sound sleep. Dreaming of the great day we had and me dreaming of what might be in store for me in the future. The End. The Trip Ch. 03 The new day began with a conversation. “Did you enjoy yourself last night,” I asked. She was bubbly, “Oh my God, I had a great time. I didn’t realize what a voyeur I was until we watched those two couples on the table. I loved wearing that outfit that everyone could see through. Having those guys touching me in places another man hasn’t touched in years, then the hot tub. Jonathon couldn’t take his eyes off me. I never felt so naughty and desirable in my whole life.” “You put on quite a show for him.” “ I didn’t realize that you noticed, what with Amy paying you so much attention. He couldn’t really see anything. That was the fun of it. And, yet he couldn’t quit looking. I can’t remember the last time a man looked at me that way.” “You mentioned he told you he wanted to have sex with you.” “No, I said he said he wanted to fuck me. Big difference. But, we agreed that wouldn’t happen, remember?” “I remember what we decided before leaving home, but how do you feel about his telling you that?” “I have to admit that I have thought about it. He is a very attractive man. I could never be married to him, but that cock does get my juices flowing.” She had never admitted to finding another man attractive in all the years we had been married. Then she added, “But, it is easy to fantasize about things that could never happen.” “Well, remember that rules can be changed, if you want them to.” She looked at me inquisitively, “Would you let me have sex with him if I wanted?” “I’m not sure how I feel about it,” I said truthfully. “I’ve loved watching you play and flirt with the other guys. I loved watching your show your body and tease. But sex may be an entirely different matter. I know the fantasy is wonderful. I can’t tell you how many times I have jacked off picturing you with another man. I just don’t know how well I would handle the reality.” “I’m not ready to change the rules. I like having the security of knowing where the limits are. But, I sure have thought about how much fun it might be to allow things to go a bit farther.” With that she changed the subject. “I really like the other wives,” she said, “We are getting to be good friends. You wouldn’t believe the things I have learned from them. Which one do you find most attractive?” I admitted that Julie was most interesting, but Sara and Amy were really quite nice too. “I knew that. Your eyes and other body parts betray your attraction to her.” She walked out of the bathroom and surprised me once again. She was wearing the thong that we had bought together. It was tiny. Her breasts hung out on all sides of the triangles that made up the top. The bottom barely covered her pubis. Her ass looked great with the blue strings around and between her cheeks. “Wow, you look terrific,” “Well, I figured it was only fair for me to show them what they have been feeling on the dance floor every night.” She grabbed her coverup and we left for lunch. On the way out, I grabbed a book to hide my erection. After a quick lunch, we walked to the beach. Again, she didn’t hesitate to remove the minimal top she was wearing. She was now lying in the beach chair, wearing only about 3 square inches of material. It dawned on me she must have further trimmed her pubic hair, because none was showing around the edges of the scrap of electric blue fabric. None of our new friends had made it down yet. We relaxed and read. I even dozed a bit. I was awakened by Julie’s voice. She was removing her suit right in front of me. The woman just wouldn’t quit teasing me. She turned to face the ocean as she removed her bottoms, so she was bent over just three or four feet away. It seemed to take forever. Her pussy was plainly visible. Why does she do this to me? Once naked, she leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Did you enjoy last night? Wasn’t it fun to watch those two couples.” Her breasts were hanging over me. It was all I could do not to touch her. Once again, I felt a stirring. She looked at my groin, smiled and patted my cock. Then, she was off, laughing and talking to MrsAE. The next couple of hours are sort of fuzzy. I napped some, watched the women some, and tried to keep my mind off the obvious, for the obvious reason. Three days of Julie naked and MrsAE nearly so, and I still couldn’t keep myself under control. At some point the other couples made their way to join us. The women seemed to spend the entire time engrossed in conversation. The guys talked, tossed a football, you know, guy stuff. All the time, we wondered what it was that the women were discussing so animatedly. I had begun to think of our vacation as a sexual journey. We had come a long way from the relatively boring middle-aged couple we had been just a couple of months ago. The decision to take this trip had been the beginning. We had been more open in our discussions than in the previous 15 years. We definitely had experienced things this week that we could have only imagined. If we were on a journey, then Amy and Jonathon were the tour guides. They led the sexually oriented conversations and encouraged us to be adventuresome. It was nice to have an experienced couple to set the pace. They never pressured us, but they were open, honest, and straightforward. We had been there a couple of hours when I walked over to MrsAE and asked if she wanted something from the bar. When I looked between her legs, the tiny suit bottom had become wedged between her lips. They were clearly visible on either side of the material. She had either not noticed or was purposely exposing herself. No wonder the other husbands had been watching the group so closely. Amy and Julie naked, and MrsAE, who up until now had been a bit conservative was showing nearly all her assets. Sara although lovely, was still in her bikini bottom. I leaned over her naked breasts and said, “Your lips look great in the sun.” Pausing for a second, she figured out what I meant. “You like me showing my pussy?” she teased. “Well watch this.” She stood up and removed the bottom. “It didn’t cover anything anyway.” She smiled as she watched me admiring her nakedness. “Do I look ok?” “Oh yeah, you look wonderful.” Another fantasy fulfilled. My wife, naked on the beach. Every part of her on display to anyone who cared to look. Men, women, anyone. She sat down again, legs spread slightly. She had removed most of her pubic hair. Just left a small patch about the size of a silver dollar on her mons, just above her lips. With her legs spread, the view was breath taking. Her lips were a bit swollen, and her clit was peeking through its hood. As I walked to the bar, I focused on not getting hard. Damn, this was getting to be a constant struggle. Did all the other guys have this same problem? As the day wore on the women teased Sara about her shyness. She finally gave in and removed her bottom like the rest. Her pubic hair matched her blonde mane and was neatly trimmed. Her ass was nicely rounded and matched her moderately full chest. She was very attractive. Just what I needed, another lovely naked lady to keep my cock at attention. The group discussion had ended. MrsAE and Julie remained locked in a seemingly serious conversation, though. What were they talking about? They continued to chat throughout the afternoon. The group broke up in time for everyone to nap before dinner. Oddly, it was the women who were ready to leave. MrsAE walked proudly naked back through the hotel. Her breasts bouncing and nipples standing tall. On the way back to the room, I asked her about her conversations. “Oh, just girl talk,” she replied. She then gave me that smile that told me no further information would be forth coming. Dinner was interesting. Again, the women were dressed to keep our attention, and that of everyone else. Amy was holding forth on the benefits of multiple lovers. Jonathon just sat and listened quietly as she described the techniques and assets of the various men she had been with. His eyes rarely left MrsAE. It seemed that his attraction to her matched mine for Julie. I knew she was relishing the attention. MrsAE and Julie continued to question Amy. Sara was less obvious with her interest, but she was more involved than before. I was surprised how attractive she was becoming. Maybe it was the tan, maybe my preoccupation with Julie had gotten in the way. Whatever, tonight she was a very desirable woman. When we got to the disco, things began just where they left off the night before. The ladies were completely unconcerned that much of there bodies were open to our view. They were the center of attention for four men and they were enjoying themselves. Julie was, again, so tempting that I thought I might attack her at any moment. Sara was much friendlier than before. When I put my hand under her skirt, she shivered slightly, sighed and pressed her breasts into my chest. Amy was, as always, direct, “Did you ask MrsAE if I could fuck you?” she asked. “Well, we haven’t changed the rules yet,” I replied. She laughed long and hard and gave me a look that I didn’t understand. When I asked, she just said, “We’ll just have to see how things progress.” Jonathon was relentless in his pursuit of MrsAE. They danced often and well. His hands roamed freely over her full curves. She pressed close to him and positively glowed from his attention. He talked to her throughout the evening. She laughed, blushed, and flirted with him. Some time after midnight, Jonathon and Amy excused themselves. They had met another couple with similar interests and Amy had a clear “I’m about to get fucked” look when they departed. Sara had been drinking a bit more than the others. I assumed it was to help her cope with the situation, keep her courage up so to speak. She was more than a bit tipsy and asked Ken to take her to their room. That left just the four of us. Then, Julie asked MrsAE to dance a slow number. To my continuing surprise, MrsAE accepted. Richard and I watched with our tongues practically hanging out as they rubbed their scantily clad bodies together on the dance floor. Again, I felt my cock stirring. When they returned to the table, Julie, who was a take-charge sort, suggested we go for a walk on the beach. As we left, she put her arm around MrsAE’s waist and Richard and I followed the two of them, again, fantasizing freely. When we reached the beach, Julie suggested a moonlight swim. She immediately removed her skirt and top and dared the rest of us to join her. MrsAE, never one to refuse a dare, was quick to respond. This was not as much of a surprise, after all, it was relatively dark and at one point in the club, she had slipped my hand under her skirt to show me how excited she was. Richard and I joined them in the water. Despite our play, the tension was palpable. Richard and I walked up the beach to sit on the chairs while the women continued to play in the shallow water. They were like naughty schoolgirls. Hugging and laughing and enjoying our attention. The moon was bright enough that we could see them quite clearly. They were lovely. Julie slimmer, MrsAE more full and lush. After an entire evening of teasing from the women, and now watching them frolic nude, both Richard and I were making an effort to keep from getting erect, but we weren’t very successful. Of course, MrsAE and Julie knew the effect they were having on us. They whispered together for a couple of minutes and then walked up to us. MrsAE was standing about three feet in front of Richard and Julie in front of me. I had watched Julie playing nude on the beach during the day, but the effect of her walking straight up to me, with a mischievous look in her eyes, was startling. I was immediately fully erect. I noticed that MrsAE had the same effect on Richard. Julie began to tease us. “ You guys enjoying yourselves?” While the immediate answer was clear, I said, “Not as much as we could be.” MrsAE, watching Richard stroke his cock said, “We’ve been talking, and we want to watch you two jack off, right here on the beach.” This was not a complete surprise since MrsAE had told me more than once that she loved to watch me masturbate and would love to see do it in front of another woman. Richard and I looked at each other, neither had to ask the question. He said, “We will need some help from you two.” Our two little vixens looked at each other, giggled and moved closer. MrsAE walked right up to Richard, bent over, and began to nibble his neck. Her full breasts were dangling right in front of him. She reached down and lifted his hand to her waist. I watched as he stroked her hip and himself. Julie had done the same for me. She was kissing my neck and not really sure how to proceed, I lifted my free hand to her. As if to answer my question, she caught my hand and guided it to her right breast. I was touching those beautiful tits I had been admiring for three days! What a rush! Or, maybe I should say what a choice. I couldn’t decide which turned me on more, looking at and touching Julie, or watching MrsAE with Richard. I knew Richard was fascinated by MrsAE’s body. Julie was much slimmer and MrsAE’s curves were very different and exciting for him. He had moved his hand to her hanging breasts and was squeezing and fondling her while he stroked himself. One fantasy brought to reality. Another man’s hands on her. My excitement grew. She was rubbing his chest and shoulders while whispering in his ear. Julie’s breast was just a handful, but it was soft and her nipple was hard. She moaned in my ear and said just loudly enough for me to hear, “I’ve wanted you to touch me since the night we met at dinner.” She shivered slightly as I pinched and pulled gently. I certainly didn’t want this to end too soon, so I was pacing myself, as best I could. The strangeness of the situation only served to heighten the eroticism. Here on a public beach, I was fondling a beautiful woman, watching my wife excite a man we hardly knew, stroking my cock, and not in the least uncomfortable. Something about masturbating for this small audience was extremely exciting. Richard, like myself, alternated between watching his wife and taking full advantage of MrsAE’s closeness. He was becoming more forceful in playing with her. She looked at me with a sexy smile and reveled in his touch. Her head fell back and she thrust her chest forward. It had been more than 15 years since she had felt a different hand and she was getting in to the experience. Julie stood and turned around. I began to slide my hand over that great ass. She watched my hand on my cock as she played with her own tits. She too enjoyed watching Richard playing with MrsAE. I began to move my hand between her legs. Down the crack of her ass. She twitched noticeably when I brushed her anus. I filed that bit of information away, hoping to use it another time. MrsAE had also stood and turned. Richard was almost mauling her full ass. He was stroking himself much faster now, and I knew where he would be touching her next. She was intently watching him as she played with her own tits. She too knew that soon his hand would be between her legs and she moved her feet apart in preparation. As I slid my hand between Julie’s legs, she moaned again, and opened herself to me. I lightly stroked her slit from front to back. She was wet and ready. So wet, my fingers slipped inside her almost immediately. I began to rub her clit. She moaned once again, louder this time, and her body shook. She had come just from my touch. It was as if each couple was a mirror image of the other. Richard had moved his hand between MrsAE’s legs and she was clearly building toward climax. Her head thrown back, rubbing her big tits, she came forcefully. Again, I could not decide which turned me on more, making Julie come, or watching MrsAE come with another man’s fingers inside her. Not that it really mattered. I was very close myself, and didn’t really care why. Always the attentive partner, MrsAE recovered quickly. She reached down to squeeze Richard balls, now tightly tucked against his body. It only took a second and he came all over their hands. He was quite vocal and no one within hearing distance could have doubted what had just happened. As she always does when she knows that I have climaxed, MrsAE got this very self-satisfied smile and looked at me grinning broadly. Julie now reached down to touch me. She allowed her hand to cover mine as I stroked myself. She looked into my eyes and said, “Please come for me.” Her hand moved to my balls, and with her touch, I did as she asked. She continued to squeeze my sac until my orgasm had subsided. Completely out of breath, my mind almost numb, all I could do was sit and mumble, ”That was wonderful, thank you.” She replied, “No, thank you. I haven’t come like that in years.” MrsAE was now sitting in Richard’s lap. Her bare ass pressing his rapidly subsiding cock. Almost absently, he continued to run his hands over her. Julie straddled me. I could feel her wetness against my softening cock as she pressed her breasts into my chest. I hugged her tightly and we sat for some minutes, who cared how long, as we lingered in the after glow of these new sensations. Finally, MrsAE stood and said, “Guys, I think I am going to sleep well tonight.” Taking this as our cue, we walked back towards our rooms without dressing, Julie snuggling closely under my arm and Richard holding MrsAE. The few people we passed must have known what we had been up to. Had any of them watched us? I hadn’t even thought to look . We kissed goodnight. My cock twitched watching my nude wife in the arms of a naked man she had just helped jack off. Julie felt wonderful in my arms. Again, I reacted to the sensation. She felt my cock move, looked down and said, “MrsAE, it looks like your evening isn’t quite over yet.” I said, “Well he isn’t big, but he’s active.” When I returned to the room, MrsAE asked, “Have fun?” “You know I did. How about you?” “It was a great climax, but now I need to be fucked.” No problem there. We were not in any hurry now. Took our time. Lingered in the moment and enjoyed our second climaxes of the night. We slept soundly until lunch. Installment Four to follow. The Trip Ch. 03 One would think that workin' all night and having more orgasms than one can count all day, you might be able to get some sleep, but no, my men had other plans for me on the trip up to KC. Seeing as how we were riding in Froggie's truck, he opted to drive the first part of the trip, Jr the second, and me the third and final trip. That all worked out fine for me, seeing as how I was completely and utterly exhausted from the previous activities of the day. As I grabbed my pillow and blanket to catch a few hrs. shut-eye, I could hear my men talkin' in the front seat, but I couldn't understand what they were saying. They were obviously trying to be quiet so I might easier fall asleep. It wasn't long before I was easing into the land of Knod (a.k.a. utter bliss of sleepdom) when I felt soft butterflies fluttering around my face and body. I would attempt to swat them away, and they would flutter around other parts of my body. I was almost asleep when I felt the light blanket slowly move its way up my legs. It was hotter than hell outside, so it really didn't bother me. I relished the cool breeze on my legs as well as the soft fluttering of the butterflies. As my blanket moved up, I felt the butterflies flutter their way up my legs. Then the strangest thing happened, I felt one of my dogs land on the seat...Hmmm, I thought we left them at home. As I fall deeper into sleep, I feel warm hands rubbing my legs, gently massaging and warming them, then spreading them slowly. As I turn to get a little more comfortable, I feel warm kisses run first up one leg and then the other. I feel someone tugging at my shorts, slowly, as to ease them off of me. Well, since I usually sleep in the nude, I thought, I'll definitely be more comfortable with them off, so I raise my hips slightly and allow whomever's helpin' me, to get them off. "Whew Froggie, she forgot to put her panties on." Ahh, yeah, that's better. The next thing I feel, is more wondrous hands and kisses. God I didn't even know I was hurting there. I feel the butterflies on my toes, my hips, Kisses on my knees, inner thighs. "Ohhhhh" I moan as I feel lips and hot breath on my throbbing pussy. I feel hands on my hips, gently and soothingly caress up my belly to my breasts. As I feel my nipples being pinched, I feel a tongue flick my clit...I inhale sharply...and moan again. Slowly and gently, I feel a tongue lick me as though I were a favored ice cream cone. Starting at the bottom of my woman's opening, slowly thrusts into my pussy, then out and upwards, ending with a nibble and suck on my clit. Over and over one single tortuous stroke at a time, never breaking contact. In, out, up, nibble, suck, in, out, up, nibble, suck. Over and over...gradually going faster and faster, the nibbles and sucks slowly getting harder and harder. This continues for what felt like hours..."Damn!!!" I think to myself, "If this is a dream, I hope to never wake up." The next thing I feel is one finger inside me, followed shortly by a second finger. The pressure on my clit increases as the fingers pushing in and out of me, over and over again. I hear someone in the background moaning and moaning over and over, getting louder and louder, closer and closer to climax, then I realize it's me moaning, but not just me, whoever it is between my legs is also moaning, and I feel the vibrations all throughout my body. As I come fully awake to my surroundings, I scream my completion as I notice Jr has somehow made it over the seat and is between my legs giving me the best oral sex I have had ever. While I am still throbbing from yet another mind-shattering orgasm, I look over and catch Froggie watching me in the rear-view mirror. I notice that he's only driving one handed, and the other one is moving up and down. I catch all of this in just a matter of seconds when I feel Jr thrust himself into me. "OHHHH!!!!" I moan as another, smaller orgasm takes me again. I feel Jr thrust in and out, in and out, faster and faster, harder and harder...I try to concentrate on Froggie's face, I love to watch and to be watched...and knowing that Froggie's in the front seat jackin' off to Jr making love to me...it just gets me all the more excited. I close my eyes because I feel another orgasm working its way through my body from my toes and hair. I feel it creeping up my nerve paths, on its way to my dripping pussy. As I feel the orgasm closer and closer, I moan louder and louder...Jr pumping into me faster and faster, harder and harder "C'mon baby, cum for me, cum for me. I want to feel that hot pussy clam down on my hard dick...C'mon baby, cum, baby cum" Jr knows that when he talks like that to me, it just increases the intensity of my orgasm... "Oh god baby, I'm gonna' cum, I'm GONNA CUM!!!" "C'mon baby, cum for me Cum for me CUM for me" "Oh, oh, OH, OH, OHHH, ah, Ah, ah, AHHHHH!!!" "YeAHHHHH!!!!!!!! God Yes baby!!!" Then from the front seat we hear "AHHHH!!!!!" Once again, we all cum together... As Jr reluctantly eases from my body, Froggie announces, "We're in Springdale, let's grab a bite to eat and then we'll be on our way, Jr, it's your turn to drive man. Rosie probably needs to go to the bathroom, I know I do." "Yeah, I really do need to go to the bathroom. Order me a Cheeseburger and fries, I'll meet ya'll in the dining room." I say as I stiff leggedly walk away. The Trip Ch. 03 He watched her from the bed, smoking a cigarette and lying on his back, his head cradled in one arm. She was tired of the showers. It was a fetish with these guys, she thought. It was like they wanted to just cover her body up with their semen and then watch her standing under the shower and then begin all over again. The room was the same -- she already had seen it when they were checking in. There was an addition, though. She hadn't noticed it before and thought that perhaps the man had arranged for a plasma TV that sat on a trolley with a VCD player below it. God, had this man recorded what had happened to her? And now he wanted to talk to her. She wondered what the man wanted to ask and why. She also wondered what he was going to do with her now. Finally, she had shut off the taps and grabbed the towels. She was toweling her body as fast as possible, impatient to get over with this. She yearned to be back with Tim and maybe they could pretend that this had never happened, though she knew that it was impossible. This trip was going to change their lives. She wondered whether any other woman in her position would do something different. Fight back? Scream and yell? Spit at the man or try to kick him when she thought his defenses would be down? No shit, she told herself. The man had made elaborate arrangements and the only way out for her and for that matter for Tim, was to do what the man told her to. She had to admit that the man and his buddies had given her great orgasms. But that was because she was a healthy woman with needs and she couldn't ignore the way he had handled her. Rape had always repulsed her and she had never understood how a man could possibly attain satisfaction by forcing himself on a woman. Well, she thought, if the man was anything like this one, she now knew. She remembered the novel that she had read a long time ago. It was about three men who kidnap a well-known actress and rape her for days together. But that novel did not feature gang rape. In the novel, the actress uses her sexual expertise and eventually controls the three men before making her escape. Perhaps, Sam thought, she would try that. She would think about that if this man really... "You are dry enough, slut! Come, sit down here." He patted the bed, sitting up and swinging his legs off the edge and she obeyed him, one towel still draped around her waist. It was not a very big towel and it managed to cover her from the top of her hips to just about the top of her breasts. He grabbed the other towel before she could use it to drape across her shoulders and dropped it in his lap. "Lest I get tempted to tell you to give me head before I get your story," he grinned, covering his penis with the towel. She sat on the edge of the bed beside him and instead of pulling her towards him, the man shifted closer to her, draping one arm casually across her shoulder. "You know, Dave has been my cyber pal for well over an year now. He has told me a lot about himself and a lot about whom he considers are very close to him. Of course you and Tim figure in that list as well. Naturally, he gave me a good background about the two of you since you were going to come down here. I am impressed." She looked into his eyes. He was looking at her mysteriously, a smile on his lips. What is this, she thought? What could Dave have possibly told this man about her and Tim? A part of her froze. "D-Dave I-is my brother," she said timidly. "Stop stuttering like a amateurish whore, Sam," he laughed, sliding his arm down her shoulder and cupping her left breast, which was half covered by the towel. She was seated to his left and he now slid his right hand across her lap and began to draw gentle circles on her exposed thighs. "I want to ask you a few questions. Maybe I'll repeat them to Tim and if the answers are any different, you will regret it. I may ask other questions that may not be common to both of you. It all depends, you know." "Why do you want to ask questions? Isn't it enough that you have got what you wanted?" she managed to ask him this time without stammering. "Let's just say I'm interested in knowing the true you," he chuckled, kneading her breast. 'Or better still, maybe, like I said, I want to write about this thing in my memoirs." She stared at a spot on the ragged carpet and did not speak. He cleared his throat and finally his voice rapped out, "How did you meet Tim?" She was surprised at this question. "Let's say I want the history," he told her. "Well, I met him first when I was freshman at the university. We went to the same college. He was into baseball real big and Dave introduced him to me." "Dave was married to your sister at that time?" the man asked, pushing the towel down her chest to expose her left breast which he began fondling. "Yes. I was attracted to Tim from the very first time I had seen him, but he hadn't noticed me before until after Dave introduced us." "Did you'll fuck immediately thereafter?" the man asked. She blushed, but wasn't surprised that he had asked the question without any preliminaries. She had understood that part of his psyche. "N-no," she replied. "No? Well, I thought that Americans get right to the basics right away. So, what happened?" She hesitated. From where, she wondered, should she pick up the story? It was obvious what the man wanted to hear. At the same time, she was feeling apprehensive as well. Would he disapprove if she left out something important? She took the decision abruptly. "We went around for a week before we -- uh -- we..." "Fucked?" "W-well, yes." "Tell me how it happened. I want it in detail, okay?" he asked, rubbing her nipples and caressing the inside of her thighs. His voice had dropped an octave and was now hoarse. So, she had been right, she thought. This dirty man wanted to hear the sex stuff and that too, she guessed, in graphic details. "Well, that day we had dinner and he asked me if I could manage a cup of coffee for him when he drove me over to my house." "You lived alone, then?" "No. I shared my sister's apartment." "Sister, meaning Carolyn?" "So Dave told you about her, I see. Yes. Carolyn's my elder sister and she offered to put me up in her apartment. In fact, Dave insisted that I occupy the guest room, a small pad at the rear of the house. It wasn't much: just a small den. There was a tiny sitting room, a bedroom, a mini-kitchenette and a bathroom. Most times, I spent at Dave and Carolyn's place...I mean, the lunch and dinner. Only when I had to cram for exams that I had to use the pad extensively." The man had managed to pull the towel completely off her body and she was naked now, the towel lying on the bed behind her. The man leaned across and bent down, kissing her breasts, alternately licking her nipples tentatively. His fingers on her thighs crept up till the tips would almost touch her pubis, but he would lower them again to caress her thighs. "Okay. So you asked Tim in?" "Yes. It was pretty late and there were no lights on in Carol's place. I guess they were asleep." "Did you really make the coffee?" he laughed, still licking her nipples. "Yes. We sat in the tiny sit-out and drank our coffees." "He made the first move, naturally?" She had decided to do away with all pretenses. "Well, no actually. I was hopelessly in love with him and wanted him more than he wanted me, I guess." "What did you do? Grab his cock?" he had drawn back from her breast and looked at her in her eyes. "Not that fast," she answered with a straight face. "I just sort of leaned toward him and kissed his mouth. And he kissed right back." "Give me the details," he urged her. Yes, she had guessed right. This was what he wanted. This was turning him on. He was that sort of man who got turned on by gory details. Well, she was prepared for that. "I was wearing a one-piece skirt and as we kissed, he pulled up the skirt and put his hands inside it. By the time he was cupping me -- uh -- there..." "I think its useless to be so polite, what? Come on, slut; call a spade, a spade. So, he was cupping your cunt?" "Well, I was wearing panties and he was cupping my -- er -- crotch, okay, okay," she hurriedly added when he roughly slapped her thigh, "my p-pussy." "I think I like it better when a girl calls it cunt," he remarked. "Oh, well, uh, h-he was, er, his hands were on m-my c-cunt," she blurted and he laughed. "And what were you doing?" Sam recalled similar conversations that she often had with Tim at times when their lovemaking demanded the additional impetus. She remembered how the two of them had agreed that talking about fantasies would improve the quality of their lovemaking; and, she had agreed that it indeed had. So it was, that Sam knew exactly what this man wanted to hear. The man casually moved the towel that had been covering his groin. His penis, as Sam had rightly guessed, had erected considerably, though not as much as it had an hour or so ago. "Touch my cock with your hands," he whispered and then chuckled. "I did give you plenty of chances for you to do that, huh? Well, I just love to watch and feel my colored cock fondled by your white hands." She did hesitate, but only for a couple of seconds. She reached out with her right hand and slid it across his thigh to take hold of his penis. "Ah, fuck!" he exclaimed, his hands automatically tightening on her left breast and her right hip. "Just play with it, yes, like that. Up and down, up and down, ah yes that feels great! And look at the contrast! Colored dick, super-white fingers! Use your fingers, slut, cover the head of my cock with all those five fingers and move the skin up and down, yes, yes, like that. You learn pretty fast, my white bitch. Cradle my balls with your other hand now, go on, ah, oh yes, jiggle them while you jerk my cock!" She did exactly as told; she didn't have much choice anyway because she heard noises coming from the other room, a babble of voices and realized that the man's friends were with Tim beyond the door. "Don't worry about Tim, honey pot. My friends are sex maniacs, but they aren't criminally inclined. As long as you and Tim do what you are told, there will be no rough play, I promise. Now, I asked you what were you doing when Tim was groping your cunt, didn't I?' She decided to go all the way, partly out of concern for Tim and partly because she wanted to see if she could satiate this man quickly. It was a part of the plan. "I didn't have much choice and didn't want to lose opportunity. When I raised my buttocks to help him peel my panties down my leg, I had unbuckled and unzipped his jeans and had pushed his t-shirt up his chest. When I felt his hand cupping my c-cunt, I had his p-p-uh-cock in my hands and we had yet to stop kissing." "Were you sucking on his tongue, or was he?" he muttered, back to pinching her nipple. He had yet to directly touch her vagina and kept caressing her thighs. "Not so fast, baby. Jerk me off, but slowly, ah yes. Like that, run those fingers over my balls." "Well, uh, yes. He kind of went crazy when I began to stroke his cock. It got bigger and bigger and he shoved his tongue into my mouth. He pulled my straps off my shoulders and pushed my bra up." "You were wearing a bra? What kind?" "It was a lacy black half-bra and he kind of pulled my breasts out..." "That should be tits, baby, or jugs," he interrupted. "Uh, yes, my tits. He began to maul them and at the same time he began to press and rub my clitoris." "Ah, that must have made you real hot. I noticed that your tits and clit are super sensitive, not to forget the way you go crazy when you have a finger fucking your cunt!" "Well, yes, he began to do exactly that and had me naked on the small couch. When he began to suck on my t-tits, he shucked off his t-shirt as well and we were both naked." He spread his legs apart and thrust his hips up and down once, to remind her not to stop the movements of her hand on his penis. She also stroked his testicles simultaneously. He had withdrawn his left arm off her shoulder and was now fondling her right breast. His other hand slid up her thighs and he began to make small circular movements with his finger over her belly. "Well?" he prompted when she had fallen silent. "Go on, honey pot, like I said, I want the details." She cleared her throat once again. "Tim sprawled on his back on the couch. It wasn't large, the couch I mean," she added in case the man would think she was referring to the size of Tim's penis. "So he had to sort of curl up, one leg down one edge of the couch and the other bent at the knees against the back rest of the couch. I desperately wanted to taste him and had to pull my mouth off his. I began to trail my lips down his chest and his belly till I was finally aligned opposite his cock. He held my cheeks and asked me if I really wanted to suck on him and I said yes." "You'd ever sucked on cocks before that?" "Y-yes, quite a lot." She was silent, as though she was reflecting upon something that she had recalled, which she had. She put off all the other thoughts out of her mind and continued. "Tim began to groan and grunt and rock his hips up and down when I took him in my mouth. Somehow, I managed to crawl on the couch at his feet without letting his cock out of my mouth. He had grabbed my br-uh-tits in his hands and was now squeezing them. He warned me that he was going to eja...I mean going to come and I began to suck his cock harder and faster." "You took it all the way in your throat?" "Not that time. I contended by having about half of it inside my mouth and jerked on the length that was still remaining outside. He began to thrust his hips and maul my tits and suddenly, crying out, he came in one powerful burst." "Wow," the man said, now bringing both his hands to her swollen breasts and kneading them together. "Take it easy down there." She flushed when she realized that she had unconsciously increased the pace of the up and down movements of her hand, and immediately she slowed down. It was beginning to get her too. She could vividly recall every thing that had occurred that night and to the next afternoon when they had finally separated. "Tim tried to pull his cock out of my mouth. He later told me that no girl had ever swallowed his sperm and that I was the first to do so. He just stared at me with bulging eyes as I concentrated on swallowing down all his come and though I drank most of it, there was still some dribbling down my mouth." The man had turned to one side so that he was facing her and suddenly he grabbed her ears, twisted her face towards him and kissed her brutally on her lips. She found herself accepting his tongue and sucking on it. She was definitely turned on, though a part of her mind was still apprehensive about the forthcoming sessions he had planned with his friends. Maybe, she hoped, just maybe, if she could satiate him beyond his expectations, he would still change the script he had planned. She stroked his organ in a slow tantalizing rhythm, fondling his scrotum gently. She occasionally brushed her thumb over the top of his penis, feeling strangely triumphant when he shuddered at this action of hers. She was aware that he was still not completely hard; at least, not yet as hard as he had been earlier before he had climaxed for the first time. But she could definitely feel him expanding and knew that he would soon attain those proportions yet again. And then, she thought, she would make him putty! She was desperate to make him ejaculate as early as possible. And, she realized the more she excited him with her talk, the more was the possibility of her making him orgasm a short time. He came up for air, panting and pushed his head back between her breasts, licking her abundant flesh there. "Go on," he urged her, his voice muffled and hoarse. "Was he finished or did he get hard again?" "After he was fully expended, I kissed him on his mouth, and he didn't hesitate to taste his own come. Eventually, I led him to the bedroom. I lay down on my bed and spread my legs wide apart and asked him if he could eat me as well. He didn't hesitate and immediately joined me on the bed, crouching between my legs, fastening his legs on my pussy. I pulled the back of his head deeper to me and pushed my pussy -- er --cunt against his face. I encouraged him to lick my clit and then finally to push his tongue inside. As he said later, it was the first time he had ever gone down on a woman and his amateurish efforts seemed to be more exciting to me." "Was it the first time you had your cunt eaten?" She shook her head looking at the top of his head as it went from one breast to the other, licking and sucking. "No. I mean I'd had been eaten several times before, but somehow this seemed so special. I kept telling him where I wanted it, how I wanted it and he seemed eager to obey. He had slid his hands under my buttocks and had yanked me up the bed to bury his face deeper between my legs. I was crying out and moaning, begging him to do it faster and faster until finally I screamed out to him to push his finger inside my cunt." "The way I fucked your cunt?" he asked, drawing back and staring at her, smirking. "Y-yes, I guess. He pushed his finger inside me and I kept telling him to suck my cunt at the same time and rub my clit. And eventually, I think within a space of a couple of minutes I had my orgasm." "Ah! And when did you actually fuck?" She remembered how Tim and she had fallen asleep in that position for almost an hour before she had wakened up. "Tim's face was still between my legs, resting on my thighs. I managed to extricate myself without disturbing him and went to the kitchenette to make more coffee. It was almost four in the morning and I knew I didn't want to go anywhere the next day. I wanted to feel him inside me." "Oh?" "Yes. I longed to have his cock inside my pussy and feel him pounding me till I would come. And I wanted it soon. I sat on a chair in the bedroom, sipping my coffee and staring at his naked body." "Was his cock hard?" the man asked, cupping her breasts in his hands, weighing them and jiggling them. "It was semi-hard, not exactly limp, if you know what I mean." She was aware that the change she had forced in her attitude was getting to him, and she hoped that he would relax even more, trust her and consider her as being totally conquered. Which, in a strange way, she found to be exciting. For a moment, she reflected on her own past and her adventures. Didn't she always want to experience this? "Give me a quick suck, will you?" he said, giving a short, crude laugh, pushing slightly away from her and putting one hand to the back of her head. She willingly bent down, sideways, and took his organ deep in her mouth; no sliding inch-by-inch she had decided. She thought she had the method that would make him explode whenever she wanted him to. The tip of his organ hit the back of her throat and she clamped her lips around the thick base, her nose buried in his sparse pubic hair. "Uggghhhh!" he cried out, reaching out for her dangling breasts and squeezing them till it hurt her. "Ah, oh, uh, ugghhh, you s-suck mean, baby, ahhh..." She paused for a while, managing to dilate her throat muscles to let the tip in and then very slowly, she drew back, her lips gliding up the length of his organ, leaving a trail of her saliva. She held him at the tip with her lips and paused yet again, letting him savor the moment, and then, just as abruptly, she slid her head down all the way till her nose was buried in his crotch. He allowed her to repeat her up-pause-down-pause for a few times and then yanked her head off his penis by grabbing her hair. His open mouth covered hers and this time she was the one who pushed her tongue into his mouth. He sucked on it avidly, continuing to maul one breast, transferring his saliva into her mouth. The Trip Ch. 03 He tore his mouth away from hers. "Ah, oh my god! Are you really enjoying this, slut?" he asked, his voice hoarse. She decided not to reply, just batting her eyelids and coloring slightly. She desperately wanted him to feel this way. It was a part of the plan she consoled herself. She had to make him putty. And to do that, she had to enjoy just as he was. "Woman like you, so hot, you got to like this, huh?" he asked. "Uh---hmmm," she averted her eyes from his. "Great! I hope Tim also does. Speaking of Tim, what happened next?" "I finished my coffee, and then walked over to the bed. He was fast asleep and I sat beside him, bent down and began to gently lick his cock. He stirred and murmured in his sleep as I began to really make him wet there. I licked his balls and swept my tongue up and down his cock till it was glistening with my saliva and was hard. When I finally took him in my mouth and began sucking on it, he awoke. I heard him gasp in surprise and then his hands were at the back of my head and he was telling me that he wanted to fuck me. I stopped sucking him only after his cock was fully erect and then straddled his legs. He grabbed my tits as I carefully lowered my cunt onto his cock, impaling myself till he was inside to the hilt. "He pulled my face to his and kissed me when I began to ride him and after a while, he began to rock his hips up and down, fucking me back. I slid my heels up till they were on either sides of his waist and began a to and fro movement and it drove him wild. I leaned over to let him suck my tits as I continued to fuck him faster and faster till he was grunting every time our bodies slapped together." "Did you come?" "I was having orgasms one after the other. I had never thought that this was possible and lost count of the number of times I came. His cock made wet, sloppy sounds as we fucked and finally he cried out telling me that he was coming. That made me bounce faster on top of him and he pushed my hair back so that he could watch my face when he pumped his seed inside me." "You allowed him to come in your cunt?" the man questioned. "I am particular about pills and my cycles. I knew it would be safe and I wanted to desperately feel his come splashing inside my pussy." The man was apparently getting excited and he now reached for her vagina with one hand and abruptly cupped it with his palm, squeezing it gently, drawing a sigh from her. "Have you always been so hot?" he asked gruffly, pressing his palm deeper against her wet flesh and moving it back and forth. "Y-yes, I guess. But with Tim, I went completely overboard. It wasn't until we had repeated our performances that week that I found that he was an excellent lover." "Oh yeah? And what was so excellent about him?" She hesitated, keeping the up and down movement of her hand going on his penis. "Well, after the first few times, he grew in confidence and became so inventive. He'd always find new ways and new positions to add to the spice. We realized that we were so much like each other that we ultimately decided to get married." "New ways, new positions? Tell me about it," he urged, once again ducking down to kiss her nipples. He started sliding his finger up and down her slit and that began to send the familiar twinge inside her all over again. Her legs tautened and she drew in her breath sharply. "I realized that he had this inventive mind that time when he just walked in my pad one lazy afternoon. We had fucked the earlier night at his place and he had dropped me back to my pad early morning. He just walked in, grabbed me and backed me against the wall in the sitting room. I mean, he didn't even bother locking the door behind him. He sort of just slammed me against the wall and began to kiss my mouth. I couldn't even protest because before I knew it, he had pushed my robe off my shoulders, pulled my panties down and thrust his already hard cock inside me. He began to fuck me hard even before he could take off my bra. And then, holding me by my tits against the wall, he just rammed and rammed into me. I swear I came after just a dozen strokes. But he wasn't finished. He just spun me around, made me grasp the back of a chair and began to fuck me from behind. That done, he had me seated in the chair; my legs wrapped around the armrests and plunged back inside my cunt and began to hammer in and out, in and out. I swear he fucked like a rabbit, just kept banging away, on and on, till like the first time, I lost count of the number of times I had climaxed. And then he did what I had dreamed he would do very often during our times together, something, which I just couldn't bring to tell him I'd like him to do. He pushed me onto my back, straddled my stomach and jerked his cock off till he came all over my belly and my face." "You like that, don't you?" the man interrupted. This time, he did not stop her from masturbating him faster and in fact, began to raise and lower his hips to assist her. Too, he now began rubbing her clitoris. "You might think I was awful; but I always was turned on by the thought of him coming on my face and body." "How come you got that fetish?" the man asked, now gently, sliding the tip of one finger inside her vagina. She hesitated. Should she really tell him? Even Tim wasn't completely aware of the reason. She decided to let it go, at least for the time being. "I -- I guess that I got it when I came across my brother's porno mags at first and then his videos. I mean he had a great vast collection of them. I sort of stumbled through the magazines once when I was looking for some other book. After that, I would sneak into his room when he was out and that's how I came across the videos." "Your brother?" he asked, his finger now sliding inside her vagina completely. She spread her legs wider, deciding that she was after all learning to like it there. "I have a elder sister, three elder brothers and one younger sister. Carolyn is the eldest and she's five years older than I. Kelly, at nineteen now is two years younger than I am." "Wow! Five of you? Dave said that you are twenty-one, isn't that right? Because that means your parents did some real wild fucking for a straight six years, damn it!" Sam blushed, but nodded nevertheless. "I think they just didn't take precautions when they were younger." "Thank god, they didn't! Or how else would I come across such a beautiful slut like you?" Strangely, in spite of the way he said it, she took it as a compliment and almost wanted to thank him for the flattery. "So you had all your boyfriends come over your body, huh?" he said, pulling out his finger and offering it to her. She accepted it in her mouth and sucked on it and then he pulled it away again. This time he grabbed both her breasts and began fondling them. "Well, sort of, at least with most of them." "How many guys have you fucked around with?" She blushed. Damn it, he had little finesse with his questions. "Around six at the last count. I haven't done anybody else after marrying Tim. He takes care of my needs." "But don't you ever feel like sampling another cock?" "Well, uh, we, we fantasize a lot, but that's about all," she admitted bashfully. "Don't you want my cock up your cunt at this moment?" he suddenly asked her, surprising her. "I mean we have already fucked, and you have been royally fucked, so to speak." He laughed harshly. "You have sucked me off, I've sucked you off. You even tit fucked my cock. But getting fucked with a cock is a totally different kettle of fish, isn't it?" She preferred to remain silent, just gazing at his erection that she was pumping up and down in her fist. "I figure that maybe we should have a fuck before we go any further." She went still. "H-How m-many more t-times are you and y-your friends going to..." "No questions, slut," his voice hardened again and she sighed inwardly. She should have known better. "Let time take its own course, huh? C'mon, lean down and give my cock another quick suck." Again, she willingly leaned sideways and opened her mouth. "Wait!" he snapped out. "Just lean down that much, don't take my cock inside. Now, hold your head in exactly that position, okay? Play with your tits, white bitch and hold your head still and mouth wide open. I am going to fuck your mouth myself." She cupped her own breasts as she stared at his erect penis. He grasped the base with the fingers of his hand and then began to raise and lower his buttocks. His organ speared into her mouth when he raised his hips and pulled back from her lips when he lowered his buttocks. He did not thrust the entire length into her mouth straightaway. He first let barely an inch into her mouth. Gradually, he began to stuff more of the length inside her till finally, the entire length of his hard organ was ramming in and out of her mouth. She found it difficult to hold her head steady in the position he had asked her to because he had began to slam up quite roughly, rocking her head up along with his hips. "Ah, if your mouth is as hot and wet and sexy like this, bitch, I just can't wait to dip my dick in your whore cunt. Ah yes, baby, clamp those red lips around my shaft, ah yes, like that! You like this, don't you, slut? You want me to fuck your mouth real hard and fast, huh?" He was beginning to transform into what he had been like when he was in the other room, she thought and then wondered if he always talked like this when he was sexually titillated. Finally, he flopped his buttocks on the bed and grabbed the back of her head. He guided her face over his organ. "Now, for some of that amazing liposuction!" he laughed. She applied herself to the task belligerently. She closed her lips around the rapidly expanding cylinder and put her tongue into play as well. He began to move her head up and down on his penis, at the same time, bucking his hips, sending his organ in her mouth when she bobbed her head down and pulling it out when she drew back. "Ah yes, this is what I call a real blow job! Suck that dark cock, white whore, suck it faster, ah yes, that tongue, yes, yes, lash it all over that cock, honey pot, oh god, yes, fuck my cock, fuck it!" Unconsciously, she began to rub her nipples with her fingers. Damn it, she thought. Why should she not enjoy it? After all, Tim wasn't in the room and moreover, even when she was doing this and a hell of a lot more to the man and his friends in Tim's presence, she had to admit that she had found it to be very exciting to be doing this in private. It was a part of the plan, she thought. Her plan! He was grunting and bucking his hips and he now reached down to cup her breasts, slapping her hands away. "Play with my balls, you little hot bitch," he said. She fondled his tight scrotum and slid her lips back and forth over his hard flesh. "I figure it's time for a little tit fuck, huh?" he gasped. This time, she pushed against him and dropped to the floor on her knees. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched her wedging her body between his legs. He spread them apart to allow her to arrange her body between them. The bed was rather low and she had to lean down and forward towards him. His eyes lit up when he noticed how her heavy breasts dangled down, the nipples brushing his thighs. He lay back, resting on his elbows on the bed and watched as she hefted her breasts to arrange them on either side of his erect penis. "Rub that cock head on those nipples first, baby," he ordered. She grasped the shaft and directed the wet, oozing tip against her nipples. "Oh yeah, like that, slut, yeah, rub them over those buds, ah yes, that feels so good, faster baby, up and down, round and round, oh yeah!" She watched his stiff member swell and felt it pulsate in her hands as she went about rubbing the tip on her nipples. "Now, rub them on the whole of your tits, ah god, this is heaven! Such glorious mounds of flesh! You have wonderful tits, my little big tit whore! God, that is great, rub that cock there, oh yes!" Unable to contain himself, he sat up on the bed again and grabbed her breasts. He thrust his hips forward, trapping his hot shaft between them. He squeezed the pliant flesh around his penis so hard that it hurt her at first. "Fucking hell!" he gasped. "Your tits are so big, I can't see my cock anymore!" She glanced down and noticed that it was true. His penis had completely disappeared within the folds of her ripe breasts. He watched for a long time, not moving at all, just kneading the melons, pushing them together, and hefting them up and down. "Now, my little white whore, move your sexy body up and down, up and down, ah yes, like that, bitch, oh yes, fuck my cock with those tits, oh yeah!" She had to raise her buttocks completely off her heels when she rose to pull the skin of his penis up as it slid up her cleavage. She dropped back to rest her buttocks on her heels when her breasts pushed the foreskin back off his shaft as it glided back. Up and down, up and down she bobbed her body, masturbating his slick penis between her breasts. Added to her movements were the ones he made by rubbing her chest against his hardness. "This is too fucking much, baby, too fucking hard to resist. Get down on those knees and let my cock pop out of the top of your tits." She dropped back, in the process her breasts pulled down over his shaft till the wet head gleamed from the top. Her hands were still fondling his heavy scrotum. "Bend down and take that cock in your mouth, slut," he whimpered. She did as he instructed and suddenly she wanted to try out her plan. Now! She wanted to make him orgasm. She wanted to make him putty in her hands. Eagerly, moaning gruffly, she seized his erection by her mouth, simultaneously, rubbing the flesh with her tongue. She felt his body shuddering when she pushed her face down deeper till she had almost half of him inside her mouth. He backed out suddenly, pulling his shaft out of her mouth but letting it remain in the warmth of her cleavage. "Fuck, that is really hot, slut," he gasped. "But take it easy. I want this to last for a while, okay?" She felt triumphant, but merely nodded, bending her head down again. He pumped his hips forward sending his penis sliding up her cleavage and she was taking the top of the wet shaft in her mouth, gently sucking on it, allowing her tongue to linger on the top. He shifted one foot and brought it between her legs. She let out a moan when she felt his toe rubbing against her pubis. As she continued to suck him and move her body up and down to masturbate his penis between her breasts, she felt his toe thrusting against her vagina. "Reach down and part your cunt lips, whore," he panted. "I'm going to let my toe fuck your cunt." She slid her right hand off her breast and groped down, and she flushed when she realized how wet she was down there. She used two fingers to part the lips of her vagina and groaned when he let his toe dig inside the opening. He was apparently used to this because he expertly continued digging his toe in and out of her, at the same time, humping his hips up and down to slide his throbbing penis back and forth between her breasts. She applied that much more suction on his shaft now and carefully took in an extra half an inch of him inside her mouth. She did this very slowly and subtly enough for him not to make the difference right away. Satisfied that he no longer would need her fingers to keep her vaginal lips open, she brought her hand back up to her breast. She pushed her breasts together harder and slowly increased the up and down movements of her body. "Oh yes, that's so good, oh shit, I love it when you fuck my cock with those big tits of yours, oh yeah, fuck my cock, slut, fuck it faster, faster!" There! She had just about managed to up the level and she readily obeyed him. Her hair tossed wildly above her head when she began to move up and down rapidly, leaning further into his body and taking more of his shaft in her mouth. "Oh fucking hell, I'm coming close," he cried out, suddenly gripping her shoulders and drawing his toe away from her opening. "Get up, bitch and turn around. I want you to sit on my cock facing away from me. Maybe I will last longer if I don't get to see those tits of yours bouncing up and down when you are riding me." She rose to her feet. She clenched and unclenched the muscles of her legs to release the slight cramp and slowly spun around. He leaned back on the bed, supporting the weight of his body by resting his palms behind him on the bed. He spread his legs apart and she glanced at his erect, throbbing shaft. She spread her legs slightly and backed toward him, glancing over her shoulders. He grabbed the sides of her waist as she slowly lowered her body over his. She reached down and took hold of his penis. She slid down slowly feeling his hardness enter her gradually. "Oh yes, your cunt is hot and so fucking wet!" She suddenly sat down hard and gasped when she felt the entire length of his shaft thrust inside her mound. "Now, bitch, ride that cock," he said. She began bouncing up and down on his knees, his shaft plunging in and out of her. She grabbed her breasts and fondled them as she closed her eyes and concentrated on squeezing her vaginal muscles the way she had learned to. It soon became a challenge for her. Slowly, she began to count the seconds in her mind, timing each of her downward thrusts at the space of four seconds. One -- Two -- Three -- Four. Down. Hard. One -- Two -- Three -- Four. Up, slowly, till just the tip of his shaft remained inside her. Over and over, she did it, amazed that the man could last so long. She grabbed his hands and guided them to her breasts, urging him to squeeze them. He gleefully accepted the task of kneading her jiggling breasts as he let her do the rest of the work. Her eyes widened with surprise and she cried out when she realized that it was her and not him who was the first one to climax. Astonished and helpless, she moved crazily atop his prone body and he pinched her nipples cruelly, laughing when he noticed that she was in the throes of her orgasm. "Ah yes, my little big tit whore! Come, come, pour your juices out, you hot cunt! Soak my cock in your cum!" She glanced down and could see his wet, slick shaft plunging in and out of her, his heavy testicles bobbing up and down with the movements. Too, she could see his hands working furiously on her breasts, fingers pinching her super sensitive nipples. An animal like growl began to rise from her throat and she didn't realize it until it turned to a scream. He began to slam his hips up against hers, increasing the pace of their rhythm. Their hips slapped together, sounding like a series of pistol shots. "Oh you little big tit whore, oh fucking shit, yeah, yeah, faster baby, faster! Fuck me harder now, oh yeah, take my cock deeper inside your cunt, you slut!" Sam was still screaming when she came. Her body shuddered and twisted on top of his and she had to close her eyes shut when she exploded. It wasn't the usual kind of orgasm she normally experienced: this one was a string of mini-orgasms, one following the other rapidly, till she lost count of them. She began to breathe in deep ragged breaths. She could hardly move and was dimly aware of him slipping out of her. She felt his hand pushing at her breasts and found that she was now lying sprawled on top of the bed. She was aware of the wetness running down the insides of her thighs and then the sight of his grinning face blocked her vision as he straddled her body and rested his buttocks on her belly. He was saying something she couldn't hear. She felt his hands seize her breasts and pull them apart. The heavy wet shaft fell into her cleavage and he roughly pushed her breasts together. The Trip Ch. 03 He was wet and slick when her breasts wrapped around him. On their own volition, her hands encircled his buttocks and she had pulled him closer to her. His knees resting on either sides of her body, he now began to rock back and forth. She felt his swollen penis cleave through the tunnel of her breasts and gasped when he grabbed her nipples and pulled them towards each other. He began to pump savagely, almost cruelly, driving his penis back and forth between her breasts. Her legs were wide open and she pulled them up to rest her heels on the bed. "Open your slut mouth," he gasped and she finally deciphered what he was saying. Obediently, she opened her mouth. As his penis thrust up her cleavage, he paused at the up stroke and pushed forward till it was half inside her mouth. "That's it, suck it, white bitch!" He waited till she got it right, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard on the shaft and then he was pulling back, dragging the wet head down her ample breasts till only the tip remained lodged in the valley. "Now, again," he muttered, thrusting up. She hadn't closed her mouth and so the wet cylinder slipped easily into her mouth. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her up. "Put your hands around my ass and pull me to you," he instructed and she obeyed again. In this position, more of his penis disappeared inside her mouth and that caused her to initially gag and moan. "Ah yes, like that, slut! What a pretty sight this is! Look at my cock fucking your tits and your mouth! Oh fuck, this is crazy!" Now he began to rock back and forth, back and forth till his testicles slapped against the bottom side of her swollen breasts. He began to cry out and gasp. "Oh yes, ah yes, ugh, oh shit, oh fuck, I am coming, oh you little big tit whore, I am going to come!" Savagely he thrust his penis through the valley of her breasts, stuffing the tip in her mouth at the end of his last stroke. He went rigid as he wrapped her breasts tightly over his penis. She had planned on making him putty. It had been a part of the plan that would allow her to control him. As she felt his hot semen gushing out of his shaft and coating the top of her breasts and her chin, she finally realized that what had actually happened was quite the opposite of what she had hoped to achieve. She was helpless and the power that he seemed to have over her body was simply amazing. It was she who was putty! The Trip Ch. 03 On the drive back to her hotel, Kim's mind raced. She thought about Los Angeles and all the things she had to do when she got back home in a little less than a week from now. She also thought about Ellis and what she'd have to deal with regarding him in the very near future, but mostly she thought about her sister, Rachael. Rachael had called her cell phone and left at least a half dozen messages since she left for San Francisco. Kim wanted to talk to her but she had absolutely no idea how she was going to explain Brian and what they've been up to since before she even left LAX. Rachael had become extremely protective of her little sister since the night of the showdown with Ellis Richards. The images of that night tried to re-emerge to the surface just as they had done with Brian a little less than an hour ago, but she pushed them back down into the dungeons of her soul. She had to talk with Rachael and she had to be calm, coherent and unbelievably convincing when she did. Rachael had to be believe everything was perfectly fine. By the time Kim made it back to her hotel room, it was almost eight o'clock and she had decided to take a hot shower before she made the call to Rachael. She somehow felt dirty again, like Ellis had beaten and raped tonight like he did on that night all those months ago. She remembered coming home from the police station that night and standing in the shower for hours, trying mercilessly to scrub the skin clean off her body. It didn't work of course and even though nothing had really changed, she felt better after the shower. She always felt better after a shower and she was hoping for the same feeling tonight. Kim stepped her naked body into the already pulsing shower and let the water flow down her neck and over her still quivering body. She grabbed the small bar of hotel soap sitting on the edge of the tub. She tore off the wrapper and tossed it through the shower curtain onto the floor. She held the tiny bar in her hands, almost in a praying position before she lifted her left arm and wiped the bar down the underside. The white suds began to lather and stream down her body with the force of the showerhead guiding them. The bubbles migrated like quick moving icebergs down her soft shoulders and between her heavy, supple breasts. One bubble caught the tip of her tiny, brown nipple and clung there before popping as the warm water splattered it from above. She was lost in the relaxing feel of the water on her suddenly tired body. She'd almost forgotten about Ellis for a moment until her hand slid over a reminder of another of Ellis's drunken tirades. Her sensitive fingers lightly danced over the long scar on her right side near her belly. She was used to it now and most times, didn't even notice it. She bent her head to look down at it, the spray from the showerhead matting her long curls to her face. She let her fingers hang there feeling the long, three inch protrusion it made on her skin. She quickly dropped her hands and tried to release it and Ellis from her mind. She did, too. All she had to do was think about Brian. She thought about that afternoon on the plane from LAX. That hour, that one simple hour on that plane sitting next to him was the happiest one she could remember having in a long time. She tried to think of the last time she had enjoyed anyone's (a man's) company so much and she couldn't. Brian had found that place in her again, that place she thought was lost forever. She found herself so incredibly grateful to him for doing so even if it was only for a little while. Suddenly, new images came to the forefront of her mind's eye. She saw Brian's strapping bare back walking to the shower that first morning. How he had asked her to join him and how she wanted to say, "yes" but said nothing instead. She thought of what he did while he was there. She closed her eyes and imagined his lean, naked and wet body. She pictured him slowly wrapping his strong hand around his hard throbbing cock, making a fist and pumping; his muscular arms flexing beneath the droplets of water pelting his lightly tanned, white skin. Suddenly, she was there with him under the waterfall, allowing him to kiss and fondle every part of her aroused body. Her fingers slowly inched down to that aching crevice between her thighs, the tiny bar of soap almost hidden within her hand. She rubbed the stiff, slick bar against her clit and felt her body jerk in response. Her mouth and her legs instinctively opened wide. She let her soapy middle and index fingers eagerly slide between the folds of her fuzzy mound. She rubbed the area up and down before her fingers quickly and quietly slipped into her waiting hole. First two, then three...her back arched at her finger's entry and the soap in her hand fell to the base of the tub with a clank, forgotten. Right now she was in the shower with Brian making love to him under the massaging spray of their hot and steamy shower. Her fingers were his strong and massive cock plunging in and out of her with the force of the world behind it. She stood there underneath the shower with her eyes closed and her hand fervently violating her body in a way that sparked so much pleasure inside her she felt she could cry. With her free hand she grasped at the showerhead to keep her balance as her climax's first wave was upon her. Her head jerked back and her throat made tiny hiccupping sounds as her fingers and her hips met each other, dancing to a beat only they could hear. The second wave was more intense. It flung her body forward and she rested her head on the porcelain wall in front of her. Her whole body convulsed and loud gasps fell from her open mouth. She licked her lips and felt the shockwaves slowly begin to subside. Her fingers slowed their dancing frenzy inside of her and she felt her body, relax – really relax for the first time in a very long time. Kim wiped her wet hair from her face and smiled. In her mind, she had just made love to Brian Wilson whether he knew it or not. She also thought that maybe that was the closest to making love with him that she'd ever allow herself to get. Kim finally pulled herself from the shower at least another half hour after she came. She quickly slipped her black nightgown on over her naked body and took a seat on the edge of the bed next to the night stand. Her cell phone was there. She knew she needed to call Rachael. She looked at the hotel's digital clock next to the phone. 9:33. Kim sighed, picked up her cell phone and punched #3, the short cut to Rachael's cell. It rang only once before a hurried voice picked up the line. She figured the caller ID had alerted Rachael to her call before she even answered the phone. Kim braced for the onslaught. "Kim!? Girl, where the hell ARE you? I've been trying to call you since yesterday! Are you okay?" Rachael was frantic. Kim could hear her slamming what she thought was a plate down on a table. "I'm fine, I'm fine," her words came slow and deliberate. "I'm sorry I didn't call you earlier, I've just been so busy with..." Kim suddenly realized she had no idea what she was going to say next. She couldn't tell her about Brian. Not now, not ever, she thought. In less than a week, Brian would be history, anyway. She was going back home to LA and Brian's home was here in San Francisco. There was no need to ever mention him to anyone. "You scared the living shit out of me, girl! Do you know I've been calling police stations and hospitals all over San Francisco trying to find your crazy ass!?" Kim tried to suppress a laugh. It was always all or nothing with Rachael. She was known for overreacting and this, to Kim, was certainly the crowning glory of her drama queen-dom. "I'm sorry. Every time I picked up the phone to call you, something came up." Kim knew it was a shitty excuse, but she hoped Rachael's hysteria would cloud her reasoning as usual. She wasn't disappointed. "Girl, shit!" Rachael paused and caught her breath. "Why do you always damn near give me a heart attack? It's like you're trying to kill me." Kim heard another clank of a dish in the background. "I'm sorry," was all Kim could think of to say. She wanted to change the subject to her latest adventures in the bay area, subtly leaving out her charming and handsome tour guide. But then decided to wait for Rachael to change the subject instead. "Well?" Rachael said in an almost calm voice this time. "Well, what?" Kim asked already knowing the answer. "You know what I've been calling you about, don't play stupid with me, Kim. You know I'm not the one." Kim froze. Yes, she knew what Rachael wanted to know and tingle of guilt flooded her. "Did you talk to him?" "No," Kim said blankly and shaking her head at no one in particular. She had hardly even thought about Eric Jefferies. He was the main reason she'd come to San Francisco and he hardly held a passing thought in her mind. "Well, then what the hell have you been doing all this time?" "I've been taking in the sights." Kim was glad that this wasn't a total lie. Rachael was pretty good at picking up on her subtle untruths. Even over the phone. "I don't want to bother him right away. I'll visit him during the week." "Girrrl, you better get your mind right and start taking this a lot more seriously. Ellis keeps calling here and hanging up. The caller ID always says 'unknown' but I know it's him." Rachael's breath was heavy over the phone. "He's out. I don't know how, but he is and he's looking for you, Kim," she added. "And I wouldn't doubt it if he's been by your place already." Kim's stomach knotted. Rachael's words burrowed into her brain and blinded her with fear. It was too soon. Ellis was supposed to be in prison for at least another six months. The courts had said so. Terror gripped her and the thought of going back to LA next week suddenly made her feel sick. The words 'he's out' kept echoing through her like an empty cave. They were the most terrifying words she'd ever heard. "I'll go see him tomorrow," she said plainly, her interest in Eric Jefferies suddenly and inexorably piqued. She felt her phone wiggle against her ear then realized it was her trembling hands that made it do so. "I'll call him tomorrow morning, Rachael." "You better," she said in her usual parental tone. "The shit's coming down, Kim, and you're gonna need all the help you can get." And with that, Rachael hung up the phone. Kim let the phone drop to her lap while she sat there on the bed for a long time with it still in her trembling hands. She looked down at a spot on the floor, mesmerized. Like it had put her in delirious trance. The words 'he's out and he's looking for you' kept swirling in her head. It was the only thing should could remember from her conversation with Rachael. It was really the only thing that mattered at this point. She kept staring at that spot, hopelessly lost in her own thoughts and fears. She stared at it for longer than she thought because by the time she looked up and over at the clock again, she was surprised to see that it was already a quarter to twelve. **** The next morning found Brian lying cross ways on his bed, one leg hanging over the side, lightly draped over the hardwood floor below. He was wearing the pajama shirt Kim had worn just two nights ago only he was wearing the matching bottoms as well. His cell phone rang and his hand fumbled for it in his sleep. He found it and answered it without once opening his eyes. "Hello?" Brian growled. "Brian? Where the hell are you?" It was John McCreary, Brian's friend and colleague. "Sleeping! What the hell do you want?" He said in a hoarse scruffy voice. "Umm, you're supposed to be here with me at work." John sounded slightly annoyed but even more amused. "It's Sunday," Brian said finally opening his eyes. The sunlight burning through his bedroom window made him squint. "And have you forgotten you promised we'd come in today to prepare for tomorrow's meeting with the board on that LA contract? We won't have time to do it in the morning." Brian had forgotten. He lifted his head and took a quick glance at his clock. It was almost 10:00am. He let his head fall back onto his pillow with a sigh. "Shit...," he said, barely audible through his clenched teeth. "Are you coming or not?" John was not usually one to be a hard ass, but this account meant the life or death of his perspective promotion. A successful presentation on the Davis account meant a much larger paycheck for him and it also meant no more days of ass kissing their son-of-a-bitch boss, Cecil Barnes. "Don't do this to me, man. I need you here today. This is a big one for me, you know what I mean?" Brian knew exactly what he meant. It meant a possible promotion for himself as well, but he wasn't as hell bent on it as John was. Brian liked his current job and oddly enough, had no real qualms about his current rate of pay. He made just over eighty-five thousand a year which was more than enough for him to live as comfortably as he had been. He had a nice apartment, a nice car and no real complaints. John on the other hand, was married with two kids and another one on the way. He'd just stepped into a mortgage that had somehow gotten over his head and he was beginning to swim in debt. He knew this because Brian had given him three grand just five months ago. He let him believe it was a loan, but Brian knew he'd never let him pay it back. He understood that John needed the money a hell of a lot more than he did. John also needed this promotion and Brian understood that as well. "Yeah, I'll be there. Give me a half hour," Brian said clicking the call release button on his cell phone. He rolled over on his bed and stopped suddenly. He looked at the spot where Kim had slept just two nights before. He grabbed his cell phone again and called her. This, would be the first of several calls to her that would go unanswered that day. When he only got her voicemail, he left her a message letting her know that he would be free this evening to take her out to dinner if she wanted. He hung up the phone and let it rest on his chest. He thought about Kim last night and how something had been bothering her. So much so that she sat before him in tears. Again, for the millionth time since he'd last held her in his arms, his mind raced trying to figure out what it could have been. His eyes inadvertently fell on the clock on his nightstand again. His body suddenly jerked from the bed while his legs braced themselves to carry his sluggish frame to the bathroom for a shower. **** Meanwhile, Kim had already started her day without him. She was fully dressed and sitting at the desk chair in her room when she pulled out the slip of paper in her purse with Eric Jefferies's phone number and address on it. She grabbed her cell phone, took a deep breath and dialed the number. "Mr. Jeffries? Hi, it's Kimberly Brown, Rachael's sister. We spoke last week --" "She's fine, how are you?" "That's good. I'm good too, thanks for asking." "Yes, I know-- that's what everyone says," she let out a feigned chuckle. "Well, with the work you did with Rachael in the past – she likes you. She says I can trust you." "I was wondering if it wouldn't be too much trouble if I stopped by a few days early. I know you're busy but -- "Yes. I really don't want to be a bother, it's just -- that my situation suddenly got more urgent. I just have some questions that I don't really want to discuss over the phone." "Yes, that sounds fine." "Oh, thank you. Thank you so very much. I'll see you at two, then." Kim hung up her end of the phone and turned to look at herself in the mirror in front of her. She teased her hair and rubbed her foundation more finely into her cheeks. When she was done, she looked at her reflection again as the words 'he's out' flashed through her thoughts once more. Her body started to quiver just before she completely collapsed on the desk in front of her and cried. **** Back in LA, Rachael was still in bed. She was wide awake listening to the spray of the shower going in the bathroom. She lay there staring up at the ceiling with her naked body covered shoulder high in bed sheets. She was thinking about Kim and what the hell they were going to do now that Ellis was back on the streets. Her thoughts went back to that night Kim showed up at her house. The night of the incident with Ellis. She remembered how Kim looked standing at her door all bruised and bloodied. Her face was puffy and her left eye was swollen and half closed. "What the hell happened to you!?" Rachael screamed pulling Kim inside from the hallway, not waiting for an answer. "Ellis." Rachael said, her jaw tightening and her fists clenching. "I did something real bad, Rachael," Kim said looking up at her. "Where is he?" Rachael asked fumbling for her shoes. She wanted to find the bastard who had done this to her little sister. She didn't know what she was going to do when she found him, but she decided she'd figure all that out when she got there. "He's at the hospital," Kim said staring at her through her one good eye. Rachael froze. She already had her jacket sleeve up one arm and she held it there staring back at the punching bag version of her sister. "Isn't that where you should be?" Kim shook her head, walked past her sister and sat on the edge of the couch. "I hurt him, Rachael. I hurt him real bad," Kim paused and swallowed hard. "I called the ambulance after I left the house. I didn't know what else to do." Rachael sat down next to her and put her arm around her. "I only meant to get him in the shoulder, I swear! But he moved! He moved! He turned his head and I –" "Calm down," Rachael said brushing Kim's hair back. "Slow down and tell me what happened." Kim sat on the couch rocking back and forth. "I called the hospital from the pay phone up the street. I didn't want them to be able to trace the call, you know? In case they were looking for me? They told me he was in stable condition, but –," she held her face in her hands. " I messed up his face really bad, Rach. They said he might even lose his eye. I swear I didn't mean for it to happen like that. It's just that when he –," she looked down at herself. She felt the pain in her eye, her ribs and between her legs and struggled for the words. "They said he told them it was an accident. That he did it to himself. That he slipped and fell on some broken glass," she turned to her sister. "Why would he say that, Rachael? Why wouldn't he tell them what really happened? Why wouldn't he want to put me in jail after what I did to him?" Rachael figured she knew why, but thought better of it than to tell Kim at this point. She was already scared witless and the truth would have made her crazy. She believed Ellis didn't want her to go to jail. That would mean she would be safe from retaliation, at least for a little while. No, he wanted her free as a bird so he could figure out the best way to exact his revenge. That's just how Ellis worked and she was surprised that Kim didn't know that by now. "I don't know, Kim," she said looking down at her hands. "But tell me this. Have you been to the hospital?" Kim quickly glanced at her with fear on her face. "No, no! I couldn't go to the hospital, not with him there! Plus, I don't want to go to the hospital. I'll be fine. He didn't do anything permanent. I'll be fine." She bunched up her jacket around her as though she'd gotten a sudden chill. "Well, have you at least been to the police? File another report against him and put him in jail!" Rachael could tell by Kim's silence that she hadn't gone to the police either. Her guess was that the first thing she did after calling an ambulance for his sorry ass, was come over to see her. The Trip Ch. 03 Rachael helped Kim up from the couch, finished putting on her jacket and drove her to the police station. At the station, Kim gave the two hour long report to the deputy while Rachael sat next to her and listening to every word. She was then carted off to another room where she was asked to strip so they could take pictures of her beaten body. While they did this, Rachael waited for her in the reception area, trying to be strong for her sister while her blood secretly boiled inside. "Oooh!" Rachael gasped, suddenly being brought back from her thoughts. Rachael didn't hear the shower quit and hadn't noticed that Chloe had climbed underneath the sheets to eagerly lap away at the furry warmth between her legs. She wanted to tell Chloe to stop it, that she had a lot on her mind, but her body wanted no part of her thoughts of Kim. Her hips deliberately moved up and down as she reached underneath the sheets and pushed Chloe's head further between her legs. Her eyes closed and soft moans pelted her throat. The feel of Chloe's slick tongue darting in and out of her hole made all remaining thoughts of Kim disappear in an instant. Now, she was grabbing her head with both of her hands humping fervently at her mouth. Finally, her body froze and a wave of pleasure rocked through her veins. Her back arched nearly clean off the bed exposing the tips of her dark brown nipples from beneath the shelter of the sheets on top of her. Her body slammed back down onto the bed as her gasps for air came out more like screams instead. As her body's rollercoaster ride subsided, Chloe crawled her way up Rachael's thighs, her hair, still wet from the shower, left broken trail marks of water up Rachael's body as she went. She finally met Rachael out the other side and kissed her lips. Rachael could taste the remnants of her juices on her mouth. "Good morning," Chloe said smiling. She then rolled over and hopped her naked frame out of bed, her large, pink breasts bouncing with every stride. "It is now," Rachael thought as she lay there watching Chloe get dressed, the Los Angeles sun shining through the window and radiating off her girlfriend's ivory white skin. "It is now." The Trip Ch. 03 Sorry for the delay in this chapter. Summer just got away from me and I lost all track of time and I had to buy a new computer since the old one went. Here is my disclaimer. This is story is not real, any person portrayed in this story are completely fictional and any similarities are coincidental. Always practice safe sex and use condoms. This story is not a short quick read it has many details so you can get to know the guys better. And I would like to thank my awesome beta/editor Shell for helping me out giving me tips and guidelines to help better enhance the story! Again sorry for the long wait I promise chapter 4 will not take this long! So here is Chapter 3 of The Trip The Storm Fury! Everyone in the house jumped when they heard the tree crashing to the ground. Josh and Jason quickly ran back into the house to get away from the storm, which was releasing its full force. Jason walked over to the kitchen and grabbed the flash light that was sitting on the counter. Shane came down the stairs guiding Justin, who was still shaken up from what had just happened. "You guys to stay here in the living room while I go turn on the generator, it should only take me a few minutes." Jason replied as he opened the door to the basement. "Should we go and get Steve?" Mark asked. "Leave him in the room till I get the lights on, I think he'll be okay till then," Jason replied. While Jason was down in the basement Josh turned on the battery powered weather radio to try and find out what was going on with the storm. Initially he had trouble getting good reception but he finally did. This is a message from the National Weather Service. The hurricane has intensified in the listening area and we advise that everyone get to the lowest level of your home or building. Please stay away from all windows and doors do to the high winds and debris. High winds could cause severe damage, downing trees and power lines. Please stay away from any power lines that are on the ground. The eye of the storm will reach the listening area around midnight EST. Stay tuned to this station for any further development of the storm. "Holy shit! I can't imagine this getting any worse," Mark exclaimed. "Don't say that. You know what happens in the movies when people say that, it gets a lot worse." Josh said trying to ease the tension. It only took Jason about five minutes to get the power back on to the house. When he got back upstairs Josh relayed to him what the radio station had said about the storm. "Why don't you guys head down stairs? I'm going to go and try and get Steve to at least come to the living room. As much shit as he is in right now I don't want anything to happen to him up there." Jason suggested. Josh took Justin by the hand, who appeared to be retreating further inward by the minute, and carefully walked him down to the basement. He sat Justin on the couch and looked over the work Shane had done on his injuries. "He really did a number on you; I'm sorry love. I never in a million years thought Steve would ever do a thing like that." He assured him. Justin sat unresponsive and studied the floor. He had withdrawn so far into himself he really didn't hear a word Josh spoke to him; he started to close his eyes. Shane moved and squatted in front of Justin, meeting his eyes, "Justin, I want you to try and stay awake for now, you hit your head hard on the bed post and I want to make sure you don't have a concussion. Do you think you can stay awake for me?" Justin mutely nodded his head in agreement. "Do you think he's going to be okay?" Josh asked as Shane straightened to move back to his seat. "I think so, but as a precaution I want him to stay awake, to be sure," Shane gave his worried friend a smile for encouragement. "Okay, I'll try and keep him awake." As Jason descended the steps Josh noticed the look of frustration on his face. "I take it Steve is going to be stubborn and not come down," Josh guessed. "Nope, he told me that he didn't want to be bothered by anyone. I think he might still be a little drunk so I wasn't going to try and set him off." Jason replied as he looked over at Justin. "Is he going to be okay?" "Yeah we just have to try and keep him awake for a couple of hours to make sure." "Hey Justin, do you want to watch a movie or play a game?" Mark asked as he walked over to him. He just shook his head. Josh was really starting to worry about his little angel; he had never seen him like this before and it was starting to weigh on his heart. He knew that he had to try and help him feel better; he knew Justin's favorite TV show was the Golden Girls and they always made him laugh. "Do you guys mind with we watched the Golden Girls, it's Justin's favorite." "Anything to help man," Mark answered as he turned on the TV. Grateful for whatever he could do to be useful. "I'm going to go and get Justin a change of clothes." Josh remarked and he looked at Justin's torn and bloody clothes. "Would one of you sit next to him so he feels safe?" "I'll sit with him," Shane said as he walked over. "I'll go make some popcorn and get some drinks and whatever other snacks we have, I'm kinda hungry." Mark suggested. "Justin I'm going to go and get you a change of clothes from the room, Shane is going to sit here with you till I come back." He probably didn't need to repeat everything to Justin, but he wasn't showing any sign he was aware of what was going on. Josh needed him to feel safe enough to rejoin him. Josh made his way up the stairs pondering only the now hollow blue eyes of his love. When Josh entered the room he again took notice of the mess, but this time it really hit him hard. Seeing Justin's blood on the floor was just too much for him to handle; he finally broke down and cried. He body was wracked by his tears, so hard it felt as if his lungs were going to burst. His world up until this point had pretty much been easy enough to navigate. When he set his mind to something he accomplished it, football, academics, even girls. Now when it really mattered he was helpless. He hadn't protected his angel from Steve, he wasn't sure how to keep him away from his father, and what was he to do if the cancer succeeded; taking his love away. Josh wept for his lack of control over anything wallowing in his sense of helplessness, surrounded by the evidence of his incompetence. He had cried himself out and begun to pull himself together when Mark knocked on the door. "Hey, snacks are ready." He announced as he opened the door, "Are you okay?" Mark asked seeing Josh's tear stained face. "Not really." Josh said trying to stop the tears as a new crying jag threatened to overtake him. "Why not? I mean being in hurricane is bad, but this place seems alright... and Shane says Justin should be fine," Mark sat next to Josh. "I promised him back at the motel that no one would ever hurt him again, and now look what happened. I let him down he won't even talk to me. What if he thinks I set this whole thing up?" Logically Josh knew there was a slim possibility of that, but slightest chance Justin would think him responsible for his injuries weighed on his mind. "Whoa, I really doubt he is thinking that. You saved him before Steve could really do anything worse. You saw the look in his eyes when he was on top of Justin; if you didn't get there when you did.....ugh I don't even want to think about it." "But you don't get it, I made him a promise." "What are you one of those psychics from the TV shows? You have ghosts whispering warnings in your ear? Tingles up your back when dangers lurking? No, nothing like that?" Mark's brown eyes took on their usual mischievous glint as he queried his guilt ridden friend. "None of us ever would have thought this would happen. You ran up those stairs the moment you heard a noise and you stopped Steve. You kept your word." Mark said as Josh allowed some of his guilt go. "And what did you mean by hurt him again?" Josh sighed; he had already mentioned it so there was no use in denying it. He had only been carrying Justin's secret for little over a day and it was proving to be a difficult confidence for him to keep, "His dad, he beats him." "I'm going to ask a question and I know I'm going to regret it but is that were that scar came from?" "You saw the scar?" Josh's eyes widened in disbelief. "We all saw it when he was getting outta the lake," Mark admitted. It was easier to pretend not to have seen it, especially since he was the one who had pushed Justin in the water. "Shit, I thought I was the only one that saw it." Josh was immediately worried over how Justin would react to everyone having seen his scar. The memory of the shame in his eyes as he showed him rocked him to the core. "No, we all did cause Steve came up to me when you guys where in the house, and asked if I saw it, but I lied and told him I didn't." "Damn. Yeah his dad carved that into him. It's a long story and it's not my place to go and tell it." Josh looked around, intent upon completing his original errand. He moved to stand up, but Mark seemed to have something more he wanted to say. "Um, so you and Justin are together?" Mark ventured, feeling foolish for asking the obvious. "Yeah, is that going to be a problem for you?" Josh's emerald green eyes hardened. "No, not a problem, not in the way you'd think. I mean this means you're gay, and Justin's gay, and apparently so is Steve. If I had a problem with gays I'd have to instantly hate three of my best friends. I'm not that big of an idiot." Mark shrugged his shoulders and paused, gathering his thoughts. "I'm not all that good with the emotional stuff, but whatever you need let me know. Justin's downstairs and he's really hurting, not just the outside. From what you told me I kind of see why and, if Justin ever feels like telling us then it's up to him. But I hope you're not going to let him go back to his dad?" "Hell no! Jason and I were talking about that before the tree crashed. I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to bring it up to my parents." "Well, I would just tell them as soon as you can. You don't want to let Justin go back to his house even for a night; god only knows what his dad would do to him." Relief showed in Mark's face. "I know but the cell phone reception out here is horrible. The only place I can get decent service is outside and I'm not going out there now." "Maybe there's a land line here? Your parents have to know before we all come back so they can get things taken care of." "It's not as easy as that. You see, Justin's sick. He has cancer, and the wonderful friend I am I didn't even ask what kind he has." Josh couldn't stop himself from inventorying the ways he was a not what he needed to be for Justin. "You still need to tell your parents. Tell them that he is sick too, they need to know so they can help him." "I know I do. I just hope Justin isn't too mad at me for telling my parents. He made me promise not to tell anyone." "There comes a point when you have to break a promise to someone, especially when it comes to them being in danger." Josh regarded Mark for a moment; he wasn't the 'thinker' in their group. "You're right. I'll ask Jason if there is a phone here and if not I'll have to call when the storm is over." "Good. I know everything is going to turn out okay. Justin is lucky to have you fighting in his corner. You have always been there for him, since he moved here you protected him. Now he's your boyfriend and you guys can openly ogle one another I guess you'll be twice as protective." Mark said as he gave Josh a playful nudge as they stood. Mark's frame was disappearing through the door when Josh called out, "Thanks Mark... for everything." Mark turned, nodded his acknowledgement and closed the door behind himself. Mark's words gave Josh a boost of confidence and reassurance that everything was going to work out. Josh got a pair of pajama bottoms and a clean shirt for Justin to wear. When he got back to the basement he saw that Justin was on the couch watching the TV and Shane was still sitting next to him. "How's he doing?" Josh asked as he walked over to Shane. "He really hasn't said anything, but I think he's still in shock." "Thanks for sitting with him." "Not a problem." "Hey love, I got you a change of clothes." Josh said as he moved toward Justin. "Do you want me to help you or do want to do it yourself?" "Y-you can help i-if you want." Justin stuttered as he tried to get up. He grimaced when he put weight on the leg he had fallen on, Josh slipped his arm around him, helping him up and walked him to the bathroom in the basement. Justin was having a hard time bending and moving his arms which made changing clothes a grueling process. As he helped take off Justin's bloody shirt he took notice to where the bruises were going to form. He lightly kissed the big red mark on the side Justin had landed on. Justin let out a small gasp when he felt Josh's lips touch him. "I love you. I'm sorry I wasn't able to protect you from Steve. Can you forgive me?" Josh asked as tears started to fill his eyes. "T-there is nothing t-to be s-sorry about, it's n-not your f-fault." Justin leaned in and gave Josh a sweet little kiss. "I-I love y-you t-too." Some of the guilt Josh was carrying eased with the revelation. As they made their way back to the couch each step with Justin in his arms lightened his mood. Josh invited Justin to lay his head on his lap, and he smiled as Justin did just that. While Justin was laying there he felt Josh's hand come up and start to stroke his hair, he was back in the arms of the one who made him feel safe. Justin tried to stay awake but he was drained and with Josh stroking his hair he couldn't help but fall asleep. "Shane is it okay that he fell asleep?" Josh whispered so as not to wake Justin. "Yeah I think enough time has gone by and he didn't show any signs of having a concussion." Josh nodded and went back to rubbing Justin's hair. He watched his sleeping angel as he lay peacefully on his lap. He couldn't understand how anyone could hurt someone as beautiful and innocent as Justin. He knew that he had to do everything in his power to make sure Justin was going to be okay. ***** It was about 6:15 in the morning when Josh started to wake up. He had a horrible ache in his neck from the way he had fallen asleep on the couch. He looked down and noticed that Justin was still sound asleep on his lap. He gingerly lifted Justin up and slid a pillow under his head trying not to wake him. Once he crept across the room he made his way up the basement stairs and into the kitchen when he saw Jason sitting at the counter. "Would you like something to eat?" Jason asked. "Yes. I'm starving." "I can make some eggs with bacon if you'd like?" "Whatever is easiest for you." "It's not a problem. How would you like your eggs?" Jason asked as he walked over to the fridge. "Hmmm, how about scrambled?" "Coming right up." Jason said with a humorous tone. "How's Justin doing?" "He's still sleeping. He didn't get up once all night." "I'm sure the poor kid is drained." "You remember yesterday when we were talking, and you told me that I need to tell my parents what's going on with Justin?" "Of course I remember, right before that tree came down and scared the crap out of me." "Well, I want to call them and let them know before we get home. But for the life of me I can't get any reception out here." "The storm might have knocked down a cell tower. The reception out here was never the greatest, 98% coverage and we are right in that 2% that isn't covered." Jason laughed. "Use the land line here, the phone is over on the wall in the dining room." "Thanks, I was going to ask if there was one here. Is it going to work without power?" "Yeah it pulls its power straight from the phone line. As long as the phone lines weren't knocked down it should work." " I won't be on it long since it's going to be long distance." "Dude don't worry about it, that phone never gets used." Josh was very nervous as he dialed his home phone number. When his mother picked up the phone she knew right away that something was wrong. "Hi mom, how are you doing?" "Josh it's so good to hear your voice. Your father and I were worried, we have been following the hurricane on the news and it is a massive one. How are things with you?" "Not bad. We lost power yesterday afternoon but the generator is on so we have some lights and can cook food. Other than that everything is fine." Josh was starting to chicken out, but his mother knew otherwise. "Joshua, it is not good to lie to your mother. I carried you for nine months, you think I don't know you better than that. Now why don't you tell me what is going on." She said firmly. Josh sighed, he wasn't sure if his mother's ability to peg him so well was a good or a bad thing. It really didn't matter all that mattered was Justin and his need for protection. "Is dad there? I think he needs to hear this at the same time you do." "I don't like the sound of this but he is right here." "Hi son. What's going on?" He could hear the worry in his father's voice. "I have something very important I need to tell the both of you, and please don't do anything till we have talked it over." Both parents agreed and waited for Josh to tell them what was going on. "You know my friend Justin? Well he's having problems at home." "What kind of problems?" His mother asked. "Well, he's gay and his dad is not so happy about that. He has been taking it out on him." "What do you mean taking it out on him?" His father spoke deliberately. "His dad beats him." "Josh are you sure? I'm not doubting you, but the accusation of abuse is something you have to be completely sure about." His mother questioned. "I think the words 'faggot slut' carved into his back is proof enough. Please excuse my language." Silence greeted the revelation. "How long has this been going on, and why hasn't he said something to anyone?" Cindy asked. "I'm not real sure how long mom, I only found out the night we left. I guess a long time, but it's getting worse. I do know he's scared to death of his dad. The man has told him many a times that if he ever told anyone that he would kill him, and I really think he would." "He cut those words into his son's flesh and beats him using the excuse that he is gay. No man would do that to his own son! There is absolutely no reason to hurt someone just because they are gay. I think it is perfectly clear that Justin is not going back to that house!" Jeff exclaimed. Josh was relieved his parents were now on Justin's side, but he had to finish explaining why Justin was in need of more than a safe haven. "Wait there is one other thing. Justin has cancer and he's afraid that if he leaves his father won't pay for the treatment." "What kind of cancer does he have?" Cindy asked. "I'm not sure, I never asked him." Josh was instantly embarrassed he did not know that detail. "Don't worry about that. We will deal with that as well, but when you guys leave there you come right here. Even if his dad calls and tells him to come home first you don't. When you come home your mother and I will have worked out as much as we can." "I wouldn't tell Justin what is going on. If he is that afraid of his father, then God only knows how he will react. I know it seems wrong to hide it from him but if he knew he might try and get out of it. Don't say anything to him, try and act like you don't know anything." Cindy added. "Thanks mom and dad," the words seemed so inadequate for how Josh felt. His realized again how amazing his parents were. "You have no idea how much this means me that you are going to help Justin." The Trip Ch. 03 "Well, son we know how much you love and care for Justin, so we love and care for him too." Jeff responded simply. "Can I tell you guys just one more thing?" Josh figured now was the best time. "You can tell us anything." Cindy said. "I'm gay too." Josh held his breath, waiting for their reaction. "Son, we are very happy that you are finally comfortable to tell us." Jeff answered. "You guys knew?!" How did they know what he had only just accepted? "Joshua you're my son, again I carried you for nine months, I knew a while ago. Your father and I talked about it and we decided that you would tell us when you were ready to." "Thanks for understanding, thanks for everything." "Of course son. Now go and try to salvage the rest of the trip. Your mother and I have quite a bit to do before you boys return." "What kinda things?" "Don't worry about it right now, you will know soon enough. I love you son and talk to you soon." Jeff said. They all said there good byes and as Josh hung up the phone he felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He also had a better perspective of his parents. This trip had only been another get away, now it was pivotal event in his life. Josh was going over all that was happening as he sat down. "How was the phone call?" Jason asked as he set down a plate of food. "It went really well. They are going to take care of some things by the time we get home." "What kind of things?" "They wouldn't tell me. I also told them I was gay." "How'd they react?" "They already knew and where just waiting for me to tell them." "See and you worried for nothing." Jason shook his head smiling amiably. "Yeah I guess, you knew, my parents knew, it's like I am the only one who was clueless." "Hey, I'm an observant guy." Jason offered. They both chuckled as Josh put more food in his mouth, "Have you seen Steve this morning?" He asked as his thoughts went to him. "He was down about a half hour before you came up." "How was he?" "I could tell he didn't sleep much. He didn't want anything to eat. He came down for some coffee and went back to his bedroom." "He didn't say anything to you?" "Not really but I could tell he was still upset. Look, I know you're still pissed at him, and you have every right to be, but you need to go and talk to him." "I know, I'm just so mad at him for what he did." "Understandable, but you have to talk to him. He's still your best friend." "Was my best friend." "Josh don't say that. Right now he's very confused. He finally admitted to the fact that he's gay and is in love with you. He needs you right now just like Justin does. Look I'll make him something to eat and you can take it to him and talk about things." "If you insist." Josh did not like the idea, but Jason had made some valid points, but he was not going to be happy about it. "I do. It will only take me a few minutes to whip something up." After Jason made his special scrambled eggs with cheese and fried up some bacon Josh took it up to Steve's room. When he entered the room he noticed Steve was laying on the bed. "I brought you something to eat." He offered. "I'm not hungry." Steve kept his eyes closed as he spoke. "Steve, you need to eat. You haven't had anything since yesterday." "My stomach's not feeling all that great, I don't know if I can keep anything down. Besides I have a lot on my mind and I just need to think about things." Steve finally opened his eyes and looked at Josh. Steve's handsome face had aged over the course of a night, the muscles drawn tight. His eyes had circles beneath them from lack of sleep, and his startling hazel eyes were horribly blood-shot. Josh had a better understanding of why Jason insisted he speak to him. Josh sat the food on the night stand and sat on the edge of the bed. "Why don't you talk to me about whatever is on your mind?" "Josh I think you know what's on my mind." "So what if I do, that's what friends do they talk things out." Steve pulled himself upright and sat beside Josh. "You still consider me a friend, even after I hurt Justin." "Yes I do. It might take me some time to get over it, but I'm not going to throw away a lifetime of memories. I'm here because of all of those times, so talk." "I don't even know where to start." Steve's voice wavered he was still suffering from the weight of his emotions. "How about we start with you're gay?" Josh said calmly. "Shit, you sound like my therapist." Steve ran his hands through his thick dirty blonde hair. Josh did not say anything, although it was news to him that his best friend had a therapist. Finally Steve sighed and began to talk. "I always knew I was gay. I'm a classic case of never having any interest in girls in that way, but always my interest has been in guys. No, that's not really true; my interest has always been you. I have loved you for most of my life. Even in elementary school I felt it wasn't right. I mean you never got asked are there any cute boys in the class, always any pretty girls you like. So I figured something was wrong with me. I became your friend because I just had to be near you, even if it wasn't in the way I wanted." Steve paused, searching Josh's face for some clue that he understood how much he meant to him. "Eventually, I accepted I was a homosexual and would never date girls. I also thought I accepted the fact that you weren't gay and I could never be with you the way I dreamed. I would surf the internet and hook-up with strangers whenever I got the urge. I never tried for a relationship; I could only have that with you. But sometimes when I was fucking some guy it would get a little rough... I meant really bad, I was hurting people. I couldn't help myself, and the last one was so bad I went to my mom and told her I thought I needed help with my anger. My folks put me in therapy for anger management, but I told Dr. Driscoll the truth. He said it's all anger I have at myself for not accepting who I really am." Steve fell silent, and the two regarded one another in silence. Josh felt for his friend's pain and loneliness. And Steve loved him, had loved him for years but Josh knew he only saw Justin the way Steve saw him. Steve was beautiful by any standard, two inches taller than Josh and two hundred pounds of muscle. His hazel eyes were flecked with gold, and despite all of the sports he played there was not a mark on his tanned skin. Steve oozed masculinity and sported chiseled model looks and Josh felt no desire towards him. Steve dared to hope for a moment as Josh sat so close to him on the bed. He could smell him, and enticing mix Josh's sweat and bacon. Steve thought briefly of how it would feel to have Josh beneath him and his cock promptly began to fill. "God Josh, something is really wrong with me! I thought I had it under control. I was thinking of telling my parents before I left for school." "Do you think that your parents are going to have a problem with you being gay?" "I know for a fact they wouldn't be. I have a gay uncle on my mom's side of the family. She always told us kids that all she wants is for us to be happy." "Then why hide it?" "The same reason you did. You weren't ready to admit it." "Okay point taken, but I don't think it's that simple. I mean you suspected I was gay, but you still never said anything." "Yeah, I didn't suspect you were gay. I kind of noticed it, the more you and Justin were together. You were attentive to him in a way you never were to anyone else. Even the way you look at him when he talks. It was all over you that you loved him. I guess I thought you were always aware you were gay, but hid it from yourself like I did. So to me that meant you chose him over me, and that drove me crazy as irrational as it sounds. I'm sorry for the way I acted and I understand if you don't forgive me right away but I hope at some point you can." "We've been friends all our lives, I'm mad at what you did, even if I understand a bit more. I love you, but friendship is all I can give you. It kind of hurts to know you feel that way about me and I can't return those feelings. Yes I forgive you, but if something is going on with you, tell me, you can't bottle it up inside." "Thank you for forgiving me. Do you think Justin will ever talk to me again?" "Justin is a very caring and forgiving person I'm sure he will, but it might take him more time to feel comfortable around you." "I really can't blame him. Do you think I can talk to him before we leave?" "The only thing you can do is try." "I'm sure the other guys hate me right now." "Not at all, I think we have some awesome friends. They were all surprised that you snapped the way you did, but mostly they have all been worried." "How's Justin doing?" "He's still sleeping right now; he has some cuts and bruises, but I don't think it's anything serious." "I don't even remember attacking him like that. All I remember is going in the room and seeing him sleeping on the bed and it all went blank. The next thing I remember is waking up in here alone and in the dark." "How much did you have to drink?" "I was mixing rum and coke, more rum than coke, but I think I had about six glasses." "Damn Steve you really could have hurt Justin or yourself." "I know it was a stupid. I know better than to avoid my feeling with alcohol, Dr. Driscoll warned me about it. It's a mistake that I have to live with for the rest of my life. I'm sorry I ruined the trip for everyone." "Well, the hurricane took care of most of it." "Yeah but I sure didn't help any." "Well we can still try and salvage some of it." "How can we do that?" "Come on, grab your food and let's go downstairs." When they got downstairs Josh noticed that everyone was in the living room except Justin and Shane. Jason greeted Steve with a smile and told him to eat before the food became inedible. Mark clapped him on the shoulder, glad the Steve issue was settled. Josh left the three of them upstairs and he went to the basement to see how Shane and Justin were getting along. Shane was sitting in a lounge chair reading a book, and he saw that Justin was still sound asleep on the couch where he had left him. "Is it okay to let him sleep this long?" Shane nodded, "He's fine, and he probably needs the sleep. Let him rest, the only worry would be if his breathing suddenly gets shallow." "Everyone is eating upstairs, including Steve. You should head up, before the big guys eat it all." Josh watched the rise and fall of Justin's chest. Shane studied the tender expression on Josh's face as he fretted over Justin. "I'm not hungry, but I think you two can use some time alone so I'm gonna head upstairs." Josh spared Shane an appreciative smile. All in all, for a group of jocks his friends were proving to be the very definition of the word. He slowly slid the pillow out and put Justin's head back on his lap; Justin stirred but didn't wake. Enveloped in the darkness of the basement Josh soon fell asleep. Josh awoke with a start a few minutes later with something wet and hot pressed against his lap. He realized it was Justin and a bit panicked he shook him awake. "Justin are you okay? Angel you're dripping with sweat." Justin pulled away from Josh's grasp and sat up. "No, no I-I'm fine. I g-g-get night sweats. I'm sorry I got it all over you." Justin wished a hole would open up in the ground and swallow him. He was grateful to Josh, but it now he felt naked, and exposed. So much of what he had kept to himself was being laid out before his best friend and love. "Hey, a little sweat never hurt anyone, nothing to get upset over. Why don't you take a shower and change into something less damp and clean. It might make you feel better," Josh suggested. "In the m-middle of a hurricane? M-m-might not be the smartest thing to d-do." Josh took Justin's hand and stood, gently tugging Justin with him. "It's the eye; it's pretty calm. If it's quick you should be fine." Josh led him to the kitchen with the guys. "Hey Jason, do you think it might be possible in any way to take a really quick shower?" Josh asked. "I was kind of thinking the same thing. It's been two day since I took a shower and I really could use one." Shane chimed in. "Well, from the looks of it we are still in the eye of the storm and we might have a small window to work with before things get bad again. Let try to take no longer than ten minutes each to shower; cause who knows when this storm is going to flare up again." Jason instructed. "Who wants to go first?" Mark asked. "I think Justin should go first." Steve suggested which surprised everyone in the room. Justin startled for a moment at the sound of Steve's voice. He had mostly focused on Josh's feet and had not looked around. He lifted his head and met the eyes of the one who had abused him hours earlier. "I'm sorry Justin. Sorry can't even begin to cover what I feel, and I can't imagine how you feel right now. When you're ready I want to talk to you... try to explain. But I wanted to say that to you." Justin looked steadily at Steve, Steve who he never felt completely at ease around. But Steve had apologized, his father never apologized, and his hurts were usually worse than what Steve had dished out. Solemnly Justin inclined his head, a quiet acceptance of what the other offered. "Justin you think you need help in the shower?" Josh offered. He declined and laboriously exited the room and headed upstairs. Each step a reminder of what happened when he wasn't careful, when he let his guard down. He was exposed. How was he going to be able to date Josh with his dad acting the way he did? He knew it wouldn't be fair for Josh to try and hide their relationship, if there was one. The one thing he would not do was hide who or what he was, why would he expect Josh to do it? He knew he loved Josh with all his heart but he knew deep down inside that it couldn't work out, not with the way things were going in his life. Of course if he survived, his cancer was highly treatable, but there were no guarantees. What if his dad decided to not pay? The man literally owned his life. His thoughts kept bouncing around like tennis balls in his head. A huge part of him wanted to try a relationship with Josh but the other part of him was saying it would never work. As he was drying off he made the decision that he was going to tell Josh that they can only be friends at this point in his life. When he entered the room he took notice that Josh had cleaned the room up. There was no evidence of the attack. The blood was gone and the broken lamp had been cleaned up. Justin looked over at Josh, who was standing at one of the boarded windows looking through the spaces. "Your turn in the shower." Justin said flatly. "Okay, back in a minute," As Josh passed him he couldn't resist himself and he pulled Justin into him for a kiss. His body glistened with water and his brown hair was a magnificent mess from the towel. He was irresistible. The kiss was tender and gentle, filled with all the care Josh had for his angel. When they parted he could tell something was bothering him, but after all that had happened he was glad Justin was awake and communicative. Josh got his things and took his quick shower. He called downstairs to let the others know they were both done. He came back to the room to find Justin was sitting on the bed and still wrapped in the towel, he hadn't moved since Josh had gone into the bathroom. "Justin is everything okay?" He asked as he sat on the bed next to him. "No, everything is not okay. This is going to be the hardest thing I have to tell you. I know you love me and you know that I love you, but there is no way that we can have anything more than a friendship." "Justin, what are you talking about?" "There is just too much going on in my life right now to try and have a relationship. I have the cancer to deal with and that is going to take up a lot of my time. Then there is my dad to deal with. There is no way in hell he would ever allow me to date and it wouldn't be fair for you to hide the relationship." "You have one thing right, I do love you. And why don't you let me decide what's fair and not fair for me. I know you're going through a tough time in your life right now, and I want to be there with you. I want to be there when you need a shoulder to cry on or someone to vent too. You're going to need someone to look after you when you come home from the hospital. Do you really think your dad is going to be the kind of care giver that you need?" "I don't know. But how are you going to take care of me when school is right around the corner? The recovery process is not a short or easy one." "School can be put on hold for all I care." "You would really do that for me?" Justin said as he started to tear up. "Yes. There is no question about it. I want to be there with you." "I don't know what to say. I've never had anyone say they would do something like that for me." "Say you will give it a try. If things don't work out then at least we know that we gave it a good fight." "If you are willing to give it a try then I can't say no." Josh leaned in and gave Justin the softest and most romantic kiss that Justin had ever gotten. The kiss was so filled with passion Justin's cock began to swell. He started kissing Josh with the same love and passion. He opened his mouth and their tongues started to explore each other. Justin was sporting a full erection and it was very noticeable through his towel, and by the looks of it Josh was too. This was the moment Justin had been dreaming about ever since he saw Josh walking the halls of their high school. Josh ever so slowly undid Justin's towel and let his manhood spring free. Justin followed suit. Josh grabbed Justin's rock hard cock, which by this point had started leaking pre cum, and slowly started to jerk him off. Josh still couldn't get over how someone with such a tiny frame had a massive member. All he knew was he wanted to know what is was like to have it in his mouth. Justin let out a tiny moan when Josh broke away. He moved over the Justin's left ear and started to nibble on it. The shock waves flowed through Justin's body making his cock jump and fill more. He fought back the urge to cum right then. Josh reveled in Justin's reaction; he moved over to the other ear and teased him more. Once he had taken care of each ear he worked his way down to Justin's right nipple where he started to lick and gently bite. Justin trembled and twitched with even the slightest contact. Josh delighted in the knowledge he was giving Justin so much pleasure. He became more aware that he wanted to taste proof of that pleasure; he wanted Justin's in his mouth more than anything. He slowly kissed his way down to the neatly trimmed patch of hair just above Justin's engorged leaking dick. He took in a deep breath, breathing in the smell of fresh soap and light sent of man, it sent goose bumps over his body. He kneeled on the floor between Justin's slim legs. He started to lick up and down the seven and a half inch shaft making sure to pay close attention to the underside of the head. He noticed that when he licked that area it caused Justin to moan and tense up. He teased him a few times before finally taking the massive mushroom shaped head into his warm and wet mouth. The onslaught of stimulation coming from his lover's ministration caused Justin to lose his breath and arch his back off of the bed. The visual stunned Josh with its sensuality, he focused his effort on seeing what other sexy things he could cause his angel to do. Josh did his best to take as much as he could in his mouth without gaging too much and each time he was able to take a little more than he did before. He was finally able to relax his throat enough to get all the way down. He couldn't believe he had Justin's entire rod in his mouth. Once he was able to comfortably take him in his mouth he focused on developing his rhythm; he added his hand and slid it up and down while he was sucking. Justin thrashed with every stroke, out of control; he was trying his best not to make any noise so the others wouldn't hear, but he was finding it very hard to do. Justin could feel he was going to explode at any minute; he stopped Josh before he broke through that point. The Trip Ch. 03 "Did I do something wrong?" Josh was crestfallen to be stopped so close to his goal. "God no!" Justin gasped. "You are doing a great job, but I don't want to cum just yet. I was hoping that you would do me a big favor?" "Anything you want babe." "I want you to make love to me." "Here? You wouldn't want to wait and do it someplace more romantic?" Josh was keenly aware they were in the room Justin had been attacked in; plus his injuries weren't horrendous, but they were there. "As long as it's with you I don't care where it happens, Josh please." "Okay, Justin, if you're sure." All doubts vanished with Justin's petition. Justin positioned himself on the bed, lying on his stomach. Josh draped himself over him, skin to skin in a most intimate way. Josh nibbled on the shell of Justin's ear, "Turn on your back angel, I need to look in your eyes the first time we make love." Justin shivered; Josh's voice at that timber could make him cum just from speaking. Josh gave him enough room to flip over then he leaned down and began to kiss Justin, allowing his cock to rub against Justin's entrance. Josh was leaking more precum than he could ever remember. He slid his aching flesh up and down the valley of Justin's ass. He positioned his cock right at the entrance and very slowly started to push. Justin did the best he could to relax and let Josh inside of him. When his head broke into Justin's heated passage he felt him jump and tense up. "Angel, do you want me to stop," Josh held himself still, fighting the urge to sink into Justin's inviting body. Justin looked into his emerald eyes as Josh showed him such care. Even if the burning and discomfort was more than he expected, the moment was more than he ever hoped for. "No, don't stop but try to take it easy and slow." Josh would push a little and stop, then push some more and stop, inching slowly into him. The last thing he wanted to do was cause Justin any type of pain. Once he had gotten all the way in he started to do small strokes to get Justin used to the feeling. It felt so hot and tight in there that Josh knew that he was not going to be able to last very long. It was the greatest feeling Josh had ever felt, nothing in life or imaginings compared to being joined with Justin. With each stroke Josh went a little farther out and a little faster. The sight Justin's hard cock bouncing on his stomach was such a beautiful sight that Josh couldn't take his eyes off of it. Justin began to meet his thrusts, delighting in the glorious fullness of having Josh in him. It was not long before Josh could not hold back anymore. He told Justin that he was going to cum and he tried to pull out but Justin clamped his legs around Josh's waist and held him into him. Josh stammered Justin's name as blasted his entire load into him. The heat and force of Josh's load caused Justin to cum as well, he moaned as he shot stream after stream all over his chest an even hitting the head board. Josh collapsed on top of Justin completely spent. They both laid there breathing heavily and trying to catch their breath. Finally, after a few minutes Josh was able to talk. "That was completely amazing! I'm surprised I lasted as long as I did. I hope I didn't cum too soon for you?" Josh said as he looked into Justin's eyes, which had now returned to their beautiful deep blue. "To tell you the truth when you were sucking my cock I almost came a few times but had to hold back. Where did you learn to do that?!" "It just came to me." "That was the best I've ever could have dreamed for my first time." Justin said with a smile. "Wait, that was your first time?!" Josh heart dropped knowing that he had just taken Justin's virginity. The last bit of innocents Justin had left and he took it. He felt guiltier than he had ever felt before in his life. "Yeah I've never been with anyone before." Justin furrowed his eyebrow at Josh's changed demeanor. "Justin, I wish I'd known that." "Why? Would you not have done it?" Justin asked. Josh shook his head, "I don't think so, at least not here like this. Giving someone that special part of you is a huge deal." Josh was beginning to feel like a true failure to Justin. How could he have not known? "Josh do you love me?" Justin queried. "Of course I do." Josh said as he leaned in and planted a kiss on Justin. "And you know I love you. I wanted my first time to be with someone who I love and loves me. I couldn't be happier that it was you I got to give it to." Justin said as he laid his head on Josh's chest. Josh was doing his very best to fight back the tears that where forming at his eyes. He kissed Justin on the head. "No matter what, you are loved. Whether we stay together or not you will always be my friend. I will never break your heart or deliberately cause you pain. You can trust me on that. I love you Justin and I am so happy you love me." As they lay there together Josh could tell that Justin had fallen asleep. He reached over, gathered the covers over both of them; pulled Justin a little closer to him kissed him on the head again, and closed his eyes reliving what had just happened. ********** Thanks for reading this chapter! And keep your eyes open for Chapter 4 Homecoming. The Trip Ch. 04 Counting the days, Barry still had almost two weeks to get to San Francisco and he was about two thirds of the way across the country. That day, he caught a couple of rides, bringing his destination several hundred miles closer. After spending the night in a cheap roadside motel, Barry walked out into a beautiful morning. He caught a ride to Denver, enjoying the warm sunshine and the beautiful view of the mountains. Barry had always tried to get through the large cities in order to avoid the local police. On the outskirts of town, he found a truck stop, just the place to catch a long ride. The western US was still wide open, lots of national parks, wilderness areas and empty spaces. He knew that he needed only a few more rides, but they might be few and far between. The restaurant at the truck stop was crowded, most of the truckers already having delivered their loads and were starting their return trip. Barry sat in the last booth, a rocky table in the back that the regulars knew to avoid. Just as he was about to order lunch, he noticed two young women looking for a place to sit. Since Barry had the only booth with room, the waitress asked if he would mind if they sat with him. After just a quick glance, Barry quickly said that he didn't mind. He watched as the two women, both in their early twenties, walked to the back of the restaurant towards him. Barry stood, helping the women with their chairs. "Thank you," the brunette said, in an accent that Barry wasn't too sure about. He knew it was British, but not sure where. "Where are y'all from?" Barry asked, smiling at the two women. The long haired blonde giggled at Barry's expression. "You aren't from here, either?" the brunette asked, saying "I-ther", rather than "E-ther". "No, I'm from Alabama. I'm hitchhiking to San Francisco," Barry replied. The two women giggled at his accent, unfamiliar with the Southern twang. "I'm Barry, by the way," he added. The blonde smiled, "My name is Jane and this is Shona. I'm from England and Shona's from Ireland. We're just traveling around your country, if you don't mind." The blonde smiled broadly, enjoying the company of Barry. Barry couldn't but help noticing her sparkling blue eyes and her nice smile. He also couldn't help notice her large breasts, hugged by a tight T-shirt. Barry felt his cock harden, adjusting himself in his seat. Shona, the brunette was just as large busted as her blonde friend. Her deep green eyes were more piecing than Jane's. "Where are y'all going next," Barry asked, adding a little to his usually not so thick Southern accent. The girls laughed at his question, enthralled by the term "y'all". Barry knew it and was trying to use it to his advantage. "We're not really sure, Barry," Shona answered, "We're just heading west right now. We hope to see some of the parks over the next week or so." "We rented a camper and are seeing where the road takes us," Jane said, looking at Shona, then giggling. "That's basically what I am doing too," Barry said. "I gave myself plenty of time to get to San Francisco, so I am just going where ever my rides take me." The waitress walked up, asking for their order. Everyone ordered and continued the conversation. It turned out that Jane and Shona had been room mates at a boarding school in England and that they were very close friends. Jane was in the country for something specific but was evasive about the reason. Barry told them that he was going to California to meet some friends before going on another trip. After eating, Barry slipped his credit card to the waitress, paying for everyone's meal. Jane and Shona protested, but Barry said that he enjoyed the company. The two girls smiled, thanking him. "Well, we need to be off," Shona said, thanking Barry again. Barry watched as Jane and Shona walked out of the restaurant. Everyone else watched too, their tight, firm asses swayed back and forth in their tight jeans. Barry frowned; he had hoped that they would offer him a ride. He signed the tab, grabbing his backpack and made his way out to the road. He had been there only a couple of minutes when a 24' mobile home/camper pulled out of the truck stop. Barry watched as it drove past him, then slowed to a stop. The door opened and Jane leaned out, "Hurry or we'll leave you behind," she called playfully. Smiling, Barry trotted to the camper. "Hey, this is really nice!" he said, looking around the inside. You have a couch, a table, kitchen, everything." The girls smiled at each other. "Well," Shona said with a suggestive air, "it is missing one thing." She then turned around and began driving down the road. Barry did notice that there was only one bedroom, but he didn't ask about it. They talked about their trips so far, Barry leaving out certain intimate details. Jane and Shona had been in the US for about a month and were staying for another, traveling across the entire country. Less than two hours later, they were pulling into Vail, County. "This is so beautiful," Jane exclaimed, looking at the mountains. Their peaks snow covered, even in summer. Shona pulled the camper into a space and they hurried out, taking in the cool fresh air. "So you have been here before, Barry?" Jane asked, wrapping her arms around his. Barry felt her firm breasts pressing against his arm. "Oh yes, I have skied here several times, but I have never been here in the summer," he replied. It was about 3 PM and the sun was already beginning to hide behind the majestic mountains. "Let's walk around first, y'all really need to see the village in the sunlight." Barry showed them around, alternately holding hands with each of the girls. Barry could hardly keep his eyes off the two foreign beauties. Shona was a little slimmer than the blonde, but Jane had a glow about her that made Barry smile. She was more playful, always smiling. At times, she seemed oblivious to her incredible sexiness, but at the next moment, she would give Barry or Shona a look that could melt steel. They shopped a little, going into the exclusive art and jewelers stores as well as the T-shirt and clothing stores. After a while, Barry suggested they get a drink. Walking near the slopes, at the edge of the village, Barry took the two girls to The Red Lion, a popular bar and restaurant. They sat in a corner, able to watch everyone. "This is such a cute little town," Jane said, leaning against Barry. Barry smiled, sandwiched between the two women. They talked for a while, then Jane and Shona excused themselves to go to the bathroom. "Well, you seemed smitten by him," Shona said to Jane as they both freshened up. Jane laughed, "I've seen you looking at him too, hon." "Yes, he is pretty cute," Shona answered, "and he does seem very nice." Jane agreed. "So I guess we will keep him," Shona said with a wicked grin. After another drink, the trio went back to the camper, a girl on each of Barry's arms. Once there, they decide to fix their own drinks, listening to music. Barry sat on the sofa while Jane and Shona sat on the floor. Barry could not get over how sexy they looked, each wearing a tight top that showed off their curves and perfect fitting jeans that hugged their firm rear ends. They talked for a while longer, Barry could feel the tension in the air. "Shona dear, could you rub my neck? Please?" Jane asked. "Of course, dear," Shona agreed and spread her legs so that Jane could sit between them. Shona slowly began to rub, her hands caressing Jane's neck and shoulders. She leaned forward, pressing her firm breasts against Jane's back. Barry heard Jane let out a soft moan and, feeling his cock growing harder in his jeans, he subtly readjusted himself, not wanting to show his bulge too much to the two women. "That feels so good, Shona," Jane said softly. "You really do know what I like." Shona smiled, increasing her massaging. "Do my back please, baby," Jane cooed. Shona slid her hands under Jane's tight shirt, pulling it even tighter against her large full breasts. Barry took another sip of his drink, watching, not sure whether they were just teasing or what. Jane's shirt slid up her back, bucking under her breasts, showing off her flat tummy. "Could you go a little higher, Shona?" Jane asked, her eyes closed, her chest heaving as her breathing deepened. Shona smiled, "Your shirt can't go any higher... unless..." Jane smiled and quickly pulled the hem of her shirt over her tits until it hung around her neck. Shona slid her hands up and down Jane's firm body, her fingertips pressing hard into her flesh. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm," Jane moaned. She took her shirt off her neck completely, revealing her bra encased breasts. She opened her eyes and looked straight at Barry, "You really need to let Shona massage you too, she is sooo good," she purred. "I would like that," Barry answered, "but it looks like she has her hands full with you. Let me get your feet, Jane." Jane smiled broadly, pushing her shoes off her small feet. Barry slipped onto the floor in front of her, pulling her socks off then rubbing her feet, massaging the different pressure points. Barry held her feet between his legs, sometimes brushing against his hard cock. Jane moaned, extending her feet to rub against him. Shona leaned over, kissing Jane gently on the back of her neck. She slid the straps of Jane's bra off her shoulders then reached forward to cup Jane's large tits, pulling the stretched bra down, freeing her breasts. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," Jane groaned as Shona cupped her tits, rolling her erect nipples in her fingers. Barry watched intensely, wanting to join in. He extended Jane's foot, rubbing it hard against his thick cock. Jane slid her foot back and forth against him adding to his stimulation. Jane felt Shona's fingers sliding down her belly to the buckle of her jeans. She raised her bum, letting Shona slip her jeans down. Barry leaned forward, finishing the movement, leaving Jane dressed only in her knickers. Shona took Jane's head in her hands, turning her face to hers. They kissed passionately, their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. Barry slid down between Jane's shapely legs, kissing his way up. Jane squirmed as he reached her inner thighs, kissing and sucking on her flesh. Her hips began rocking, trying to reach Barry's mouth. Shona leaned back, pulling Jane on top of her, groping her full breasts. Barry sucked on Jane's knickers, tasting her wetness. Jane pulled her legs up under her, lifter her hips to his hungry mouth. Barry ripped her knickers off, grabbed her ass, squeezing her firm cheeks, his tongue plunging deep into her wet pussy. "Oooohhhhhh God, yesssss! " Jane moaned aloud, her pussy aching for his tongue. Shona watched Barry, admiring his skills. She groped Jane's tits, pulling on her hard nipples. Jane loved having four hands on her body, taking her hard. She moaned louder, her body trembling with anticipation of what was to come. Barry rocked his face hard into Jane's quivering pussy, sucking and eating her hard. "Ooohhh ffuuuccckkk, yyeeeeessssss... eat me Barry... eat my wet muffin!!" Jane screamed, her hips bucking hard against his flailing tongue. Barry loved hearing her talk like that, his cock becoming even harder under him. He squeezed her cheeks hard, pulling her pussy hard against his gnawing mouth. He sucked on her swollen clit, his teeth scraping across the bulbous tissue. Jane could feel her orgasm building inside her, her hips bucking wildly, fucking his talented mouth. Shona was trying to hold her steady, her hands grabbing at her bouncing tits. "Oooohhhhh God!!!!! Ohhhh shit" Jane screamed, grabbing Barry's head, holding it hard to her wet cunt. Shona sucked on Jane's neck, adding to her immense pleasure. Jane's body began shaking uncontrollably, her hips fucking Barry's strong tongue. "Yyyyeeeeeeesssssss, yyeeeeeeesssssssss," Jane screamed, holding Barry hard to her thrashing hips. She came hard, flooding his mouth with her sweet juices. Barry licked and sucked her cum, taking all he could. Jane fell back onto Shona, her body heaving from her breathing. She came again and again as Barry kept at her pussy, tonguing and fingering her wet muffin. She collapsed back, her head resting between Shona's breasts. Jane turned her head, licking and sucking on her tits through her top. Shona pressed her tits into Jane's face, pulling her friend's head into her cleavage. Barry looked up, cum running down his face, watching Jane suck on Shona's tits. "We have to get you undressed now Shona," Jane said softly. "I hope Barry's mouth isn't too tired for you. He is wonderful." "I know, Jane," Shona said softly, "I was watching. I am so wet now. Come here, Barry," Shona demanded. Barry had always prided himself on satisfying the woman he was with and this just made him want to please Shona even more. He grabbed her legs, pulling her hard to him. Shona let out a squeal as she fell onto her back and slid, pussy first to Barry. His fingers tore at her jeans, unzipping them quickly and harshly. Her eyes lit up as Barry jerked her jeans off her body, pulling her knickers with them. Jane lay next to her, taking her top off, kissing and sucking on her neck and face. Jane kissed Shona deeply, their tongues whirling together. Shona moaned as Barry flicked his tongue over her lips, teasing her. She squirmed her hips, trying to force his mouth harder against her pussy, wanting to feel his tongue deep inside. Jane brought her tits to Shona's mouth, feeling her friend's mouth taking her sensitive nipple. Jane rubbed her firm tits on Shona's face, feeding her. Lifting her hips to Barry's mouth, Shona felt his tongue plunge deep into her wet pussy, lapping at her lips and juices. "Oooohhhhh God, Barry... eat me, eat my wet pussy!!" Shona screamed, on edge already from watching him take her lover earlier. Shona could not believe how quickly she was about to cum. Barry knew that she was ready to explode. He spread her lips wider, sucked and bit on her clit, driving her into a frenzy. He rammed two fingers deep into her cunt, twisting and pumping into her, his teeth pulling at her overly sensitive clitoris. Jane sucked on her hard nipple, taking it into her hot mouth, groping and squeezing the other breast. Shona's hips bucked, fucking Barry's long thick fingers, She felt her body tense, then shudder, as her orgasm exploded inside her, flooding her tunnel with her juices. "Yeeeesssss, yeeeesssssss, I'm ccuuummmmingggggggg!!!!!!" Shona screamed, her hips bucking wildly against Barry's fingers and mouth. She came hard, flooding his mouth with her cum. She could feel his mouth and tongue sucking and licking her juices, sucking on her lips and clit. Her body jerked and shook, her orgasm overtaking her. She held Jane's head in her breasts, loving the feel of her friend's mouth on her nipples. Barry continued finger fucking Shona, his hand pounding against her thighs and pussy. Shona came again and again, a rapid series of orgasms bursting inside her trembling body. Shona fell into Jane's loving arms, both girls lying on the floor exhausted but happy. They seemed to ignore Barry for a few minutes, kissing and cuddling each other, caressing the other's firm breasts. Barry leaned back against the foot of the couch, watching the two beautiful women kiss and fondle each other. He stroked his thick cock through his trousers. "Well, I'm ready for a shower," Shona said, sitting up, her large tits swaying back and forth. "Me too," replied Jane, kissing Shona on her neck. Barry's eyes widened... were they going to leave him to his own devices? Jane turned to Barry, "But not until after fucking you first," she said with a smile. Barry smiled back, caught by their teasing. Jane moved quickly over to him, pushing him onto the floor, straddling his chest, her tits hanging in his face. Barry tried to suck on her long hard nipples, his mouth straining to reach them. Jane grabbed his arms, holding them over his head, leaning over him, letting him take her nipples. Barry moaned, sucking and biting the hard fleshy knobs. Shona reached for his jeans, sliding them off his taught ass and hips. His cock sprung out, already hard and thick. "Mmmmmmmmmmm, look at that thing Jane," purred Shona. "This was the only thing this camper was missing... a nice hard cock." Barry sucked on Jane's succulent breasts, groping the large fleshy globes. All day he had fantasized about them, wanting to feel their nipples in his mouth, their weight in his hands. Just as he was living this fantasy, he felt Shona's mouth engulfing his thick cock, swallowing him whole. His hips bucked on of their own volition, thrusting slowly, fucking her hot mouth. Shona slowed her sucking, wanting him to last. She used her expertise to bring him to the edge, then let him relax, adding to his pleasure. No one had sucked him like her, as good or as talented as the Irish lass. Shona loved the feel of a thick, hard cock in her mouth, the feel of the head rubbing against the roof of her mouth, the feel of the man's body shaking. The taste of his pre-cum filled her mouth, pushing her to take him totally. She wanted him to cum in her mouth, to fill her with his seed, but she held back knowing that Jane would want some of him, too. Jane looked over her shoulder at Shona, watching her swallow the cock that she now wanted. Shona smiled at her friend, inviting her to share Barry's wonderful cock. Jane slid down his belly, kissing him as she reached her goal. She kissed his shaft, sucking on the skin. Shona took his balls into her mouth, letting her tongue flick over the sac. Barry groaned loudly, doing everything he could not to cum. He looked down at the two hot girls, sharing his manhood. He was in heaven. To his surprise and pleasure, Jane was every bit as good as Shona in the art of sucking. They were the best he had ever had. He watched as their heads bobbed up and down on his long thick shaft, engulfing him whole. "Ooohhhh fffuuucckkk, I'm about to cum!" he screamed. Jane and Shona looked at each other, trying to decide how to take his load. "Hell, he can fuck us later, baby," Shona told Jane, "I want him to cum all over us and in my mouth." Jane agreed, increasing her sucking, bringing Barry to the very edge. The girls sat on their knees in front of Barry, who knelt in front of them. They took turns sucking his thick cock, their mouths tight around his shaft. "Oooohhhhhhh gggdddddd!!!" Barry screamed. Jane felt his cock throb inside her mouth, shooting its first stream of hot cum into her hungry mouth. Jane held his cum in her mouth, pulling her mouth away from his twitching cock. Barry grabbed his rod, aiming his cum at the faces of these two hot naked young women. All day, since he first saw them in the restaurant, he had felt his cum building, filling his testicles. Stream after stream of hot jism shot from the tip, hitting Jane and Shona in their faces. Shona wrapped her fingers around his hand, stroking his cock harder. Barry kept cumming, shooting more than he had ever before. Jane batted her sexy blue eyes as she opened her mouth, trying to catch the flying goo. The cum falling on their tits, sent waves of electricity through their nipples. First Jane, then Shona took his throbbing cock into her mouth, cleaning him of his cum. Barry fell onto the floor, totally spent. He leaned against the couch, looking at the two young women, their bodies glistening with sweat and his cum. Shona pulled Jane to her, kissing her deeply, sharing Barry's cum with her. They held each other tightly, their large breasts pressed nipple against nipple. Barry wanted to join then, wanting to take them again, but he couldn't. He watched as the two friends shared his cum, their hands smearing his hot fluid over their tits and onto their nipples. A few minutes later, they crawled to Barry, lying on either side of him while his hands gently caressed their soft skin. The Trip Ch. 04 Kim looked at her watch. It was 1:47 by its time and she was just pulling up in front of Mr. Jeffries’s house. It was a lavish southwestern style estate with pygmy palm trees garnishing the front entrance. The walk was paved with large stones instead of cement and the grounds were impeccably kept. Kim looked down at the business card Rachael had given her a few months ago. The Trip Ch. 04 Kim was above him with her eyes closed and her hand reaching behind her trying to feel the slick, hot friction his cock was making with her pussy. There they were, for the first time, violently crashing their bodies together. Brian’s hips making their quick and fervent thrusts, Kim’s body openly accepting them. It went on that way for twenty minutes or more. Brian’s lips eagerly sucking, kissing and biting every inch of Kim’s flesh his mouth could reach, Kim letting him. Letting someone for probably the first time in her life please her without her holding back. Between the tight, incredibly hot feeling of being inside Kim’s body and his tongue encompassing her full, soft breasts, Brian thought he would come right then. He stopped his thrusts trying to delay the inevitable eruption of his climax that was hanging on the horizon. But as soon as he did, a soft moan came from Kim and she took over where he left off. Her hips instinctively moved on top of his, her pelvis moving in and out, sliding his manhood in and out of her, greedily sucking up every inch he had to offer, seemingly oblivious to the man beneath her. Kim’s closed eyes faced the ceiling as soft mumbles and moans escaped her lips. Her hands rested on Brian’s belly giving her momentum for each push of her brown hips. Brian’s mouth released their grip on Kim’s breasts as he anchored her hips to his with his hands in an effort to stop her from pushing him over the edge. But it was too late. His own actions sent him over the top for as soon as he pushed down on her hips, the first tremors of Kim’s orgasm sprang to life and he felt the walls of her pussy grab his cock like a vice. Kim’s fingers found her damp nipples and twisted them. Her mouth fell open again as her orgasm came at her in waves. Brian’s balls tightened and his first load shot out of him and into her like a rocket. His entire back lifted from the floor while he held on to Kim’s hips for support. Each time her body convulsed, Brian’s cock would get the brunt of it, squeezing out more and more of what was left of his seed into her body. Their bodies finally began to subside as Kim’s hips continued their X-rated gyrations on top of Brian. Beads of sweat covered his forehead as he reached up and caressed Kim’s breasts in his hands. They were still sensitive from her fingers and his teeth, causing her to jump when he softly pinched them. Kim’s blouse still hung around her waist, her arms also still in their respective sleeves. She finally opened her eyes, stood up on her knees and let Brian’s quickly softening cock slide from inside her. The action released a small puddle of cum on his crotch along with it. She dismounted Brian and collapsed on the floor, spent and happy for the first time in a very long time. She lay next to him, her legs draped across his stomach. Brian was slowly stroking the side of her arm, deep in thought, when suddenly he chuckled and a startled Kim turned to him with a raised eyebrow. “What?” “I’m not looking for anything,” Brian teased mocking Kim’s voice. “Stop it.” Kim laughed, kicking her leg in his direction. Brian caught it and kissed it up to her knee. His hand found its way back between her thighs as his middle finger invaded her sopping wet entry again, thrusting it in and out making sloppy noises as it did. “Did you like that?” He said, softly kissing her breasts and slowly moving down toward her stomach. His lips glided over the scar on her side and he stopped momentarily to look at it. “Yes, I did. I love how you fuck me, Brian,” she said as she used her hand to push his fingers deeper insider her. She closed her eyes and moaned. Her emphasis on the word ‘you’ struck him as strange, but her next three words tossed the thought out of his mind completely. “Do it again,” she cooed almost pleading, her eyes still closed. Brian could feel a tingle in his groin again. He crawled on top of Kim and kissed her soft lips. “Is that an order?” he whispered. His fingers still slipping in and out of her pussy. Kim opened her eyes, stuck the tip of her index finger in her mouth and nodded seductively. He glanced at the television set. Marilyn and Tony were now locking lips in much the same way he and Kim just had. His eyes narrowed as he looked back at Kim’s aroused body. Brian had a feeling it was going to be a very long and very wonderful night. The Trip Ch. 04 This is a description of what a Cat 3 hurricane is like for people who have never been through a hurricane: Sustained winds of 111 mph with gusts of up to 130 mph, some structural damage to small residences and utility buildings, with a minor amount of curtain wall, outside walls, failures. Mobile homes are destroyed. Flooding near the coast destroys smaller structures with larger structures damaged by floating debris. Terrain may be flooded well inland. With a water surge of 9-12 ft I have had the honor of beta-reading CE300's work. We submit stories to share something; a simple gift that we don't take lightly. Even when he was going through a rather rough period he wrote to me, concerned with when he would be able to deliver this chapter. I hope you enjoy this final chapter of The Trip. I know I did. Peace and Joy all, Shell. Ch. 4 Homecoming Lying there with Justin in his arms Josh must have dozed off because the knocking at the door startled him. Carefully he moved Justin off of him, and wrapped himself in a towel and made his way to the door. "Hey you guys might want to get dressed and head back to the basement." Marks eyes had none of their usual merriment in them. "Dude, what's wrong? I don't like the look in your eyes." Josh said as he moved to the hallway and shut the door so as not to wake Justin. "Shane says the wall of the hurricane is here and everyone needs to be below ground." "Okay, let me wake Justin and we'll be right down." Josh walked back into the room to find Justin up and sitting on the bed. He walked over giving him a kiss then explained what Mark had relayed. He tried to stay as calm as he could cause so as not to alarm Justin, but Justin sensed that things where a great deal worse than what Josh was letting on. When they reached the living room Justin witnessed the growing ferocity of the storm through the back door they hadn't had time to cover. The lake house was on the northern face of the mountain saving it from wind damage in previous storms. There was no peaceful surface on the lake as the winds churned the waters. Justin's anxiety was ratcheted up when he saw the power that the storm was unleashing. Reaching the relative protection of the basement eased him a little. Josh made his way over to Jason, whose usual self assured demeanor was blown away by the rising winds. "What's going on?" "We're in trouble. I listened to the radio; this storm is bad it categorized a 3 that means winds of 111mph to 130." "Do you think we'll be safe here?" Josh asked. "As long as we stay in the basement and don't leave till it's over then yes I think we should be fine." Jason tried to hide the worry in his voice but it was no use. Josh was really worried now. Jason was one of the most masculine guys he knows, nothing scared him. They went to Terror behind the walls for Halloween and that didn't even faze him. But now when he looked into his eyes he saw something he had never seen before, it was fear. "Tell me the truth, cause your eyes are telling a different story." Josh said as he pulled Jason toward the stairs. "We're in deep shit here. This storm has winds of up to 130mph, we're surrounded by trees and there is a lake less than 500 feet from the house. Yeah the house sits uphill but you never know what could happen. I'm more worried about the rain water rushing down the mountain." Jason's lips were tight as he voiced his concerns. He hated being at the mercy of anything including his own fear. "Do you think we should have left?" Josh was starting to think that they should have. "No, the traffic trying to get away from the storm would've been horrendous since it was last minute. I have no doubt in my mind we would have been caught out in this. I say we just batten down and try to keep our minds off of what's going on outside." Jason met Justin's eyes and held them as he spoke he knew he had already been through enough as it was. He did not want Justin to think he bore any blame for their current situation. As usual their intelligent friend had made the right choice, it wasn't his fault there was no perfect solution. Josh felt lost and helpless. This trip was pushing him further and further outside of his realm. Hell, up to this point he was the heir apparent; a life of where nothing was out of reach. He had been the star quarter back for his football team, top jock in all sports he played, prom king two years running, whatever he said or did it happened. Now here he was in the middle of the sticks with a hurricane outside the door and he couldn't do a thing to stop it. All he wanted to do was grab Justin and run like the wind to carry them off to safety. He pulled himself together knowing that he had to stay strong for Justin. As he sat on the couch he pulled Justin into him and wrapped his arm around him. He never thought that he could enjoy holding someone as much as he did with Justin, and he knew that Justin felt safe in his arms. At least there was one thing he still had control of. **** "I can't believe that school is already over. It seems just like it was yesterday that we were starting 9th grade." Shane said he was clearly bored with the card game. "I know just think in a few months we'll all be going off to college." Jason said with a slight tone of sadness in his voice. "So since you and Justin are a couple, I'm assuming that you guys are, are you guys going to try and get a dorm together?" Shane asked as he shifted on the couch to face Josh and Justin. "Well I'm not......" Josh started to say but Justin put his hand on his leg to stop him. "If I was going to Rowan I'm sure we would." "What do you mean 'if'?" Shane asked as the other guys all turned their attention to Justin. "Angel you don't have to say anything." Josh said. He could see the look in Justin's deep blue eyes that he wasn't ready for this secret to be let out. "Everyone is going to find out sooner or later. I'm not going to Rowan because I have to start my radiation therapy next week." "Radiation therapy for what?!" Shane asked, not wanting confirmation of what he knew. "I have stage 1 thyroid cancer and the doctors want me to go for radiation therapy rather then get an operation. But if it doesn't respond then I may have to have surgery, so either way no plans for college for a while." "Oh my god. Justin I'm sorry I didn't mean to pry like that." Shane wished he had kept playing cards and felt horrible that he had asked the question. "It's okay I was going to tell you guys anyway but I was going to wait till the last night to break the news." "So when did you find this out?" Jason asked. "I found out right before school let out. They wanted me to start the therapy this week but I told them that I had this trip planned out and I was not going to miss it since it's the last time we will be together." "What do you mean the last time?" Jason queried confused. "This is the last summer of our high school years. After this everyone is going off to college and when next summer comes around some of you will have summer jobs or internships, we might not be able to get together like this. That's why I told them to wait till next week; I wasn't going to miss this for anything." "Damn Justin, what's the survival rate for this?" Jason asked. "Pretty good since they found it early and it's fairly common." The news was just too much for Josh to handle. He felt like his entire would was crashing down around him before it really even started. There was too much out of his control. Thoughts of losing Justin flooded his head like a raging river, even Justin's assurance the outlook was promising could not hamper the flow of emotions. 'What ifs' assaulted him. No matter how he looked at it no cancer was good no matter how common it might be. Josh felt that familiar tightening in his chest and could feel the tears start to form in his eyes. He tried to hold back the tears but it was no use a singular tear escaped his eye and rolled down his face. "They caught it in time hun." Justin hadn't even realized that he called Josh that till he saw the look on Josh's face. Josh reached over and pulled Justin into him and held onto him with all of his strength. "I know but I don't want to lose you; I've only started to love you." "The doctors told me that I have an outstanding chance of beating this. Thyroid cancer has a high survival rate with treatment." "You don't think you could do the therapy and go to school at the same time?" Mark asked as he moved closer to Justin. "I had talked to my doctor about it and he advised against it since some of the side effects are tiredness and a loss of white blood cells. With going to college and the stress of that life style he said it could really hurt my recovery." Josh was overwhelmed with the news and planted a kiss on Justin's lips right in front of the other guys. The president could have been standing there and he wouldn't have cared. All he cared about was his little angel. The kiss took Justin by surprise which caused him to pull away, feeling uneasy doing that in front of the guys. Josh noticed this and he felt bad that he caused Justin embarrassment. "Damn guys I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that in front of you." Josh said as he started to feel guilty for kissing Justin in front of them. "Dude! Don't ever be sorry for showing your affection for the one you love. If someone has a problem with it then that is their issue not yours. The only time it's your problem is if you feel guilty or embarrassed. I give you mad credit for doing that." Mark said as he gave both of them a playful smile. His words put both of them at ease, Josh more than Justin. Justin was not used to someone showing him this type of affection and he was surely not used to a guy showing him any type. His dad never told him that he loved him or hugged him. He couldn't remember the last time his dad showed any interest in his life. Then his father wormed his way into his consciousness. If Josh slipped up and kissed him in front of their friends like this what would happen if he slipped and called him hun or love or angel in front of his dad. Considering his grim fate caused a visceral reaction, the onslaught of triggered a migraine. Josh noted the change in Justin immediately. "Headache?" He nodded in affirmation. Did Josh know him that well? "I think my heads going to pop; I'll run up and grab my pills." "Are you sure that's a good idea? I can get them for you." "Josh I can get it, I'll be quick." Justin emerged from the basement and got a good look out the back door at what the storm was doing. He had never in his life seen anything like that before. The trees where bending and swaying in the wind so hard they looked like those blow up dolls you see in front of car dealerships. The rain was pelting the window with such force it sounded as if it was raining pebbles and the old lake house moaned and creaked under the mercy of the wind. Justin wasted no more time looking at the storm, made his way to the bedroom and to his suitcase where the pills lay. His hands were shaking and he struggled with the lid but he finally got it open. He shook out three pills, exceeding the recommended dose, went to the bathroom and swallowed them down. He wished the fifteen minutes to pass swiftly so the pills could breech his wall of pain. He was making his way back down the stairs when a tree finally gave into the brutal wind and came crashing down on the house. The impact shook the house to its foundation. The tree landed on the back deck smashing it to rubble and crushing the doors. Adrenaline carried him to the bottom of the stairs toward the basement. Josh and the other guys came running up the stairs to see what had happened. Wordlessly Josh grabbed Justin and they jostled back to the basement. Josh was gripping Justin's hand and he could feel Justin trembling. "Angel are you okay?" "Yeah, just scared. Maybe we should have tried to make a run for it?" "No, we did the right thing staying here. If it's this bad here just think what it is like out there in the open. We will be safe as long as we stay down here." "If something happens to one of the guys they are going to blame me cause it was my idea to stay." "Justin, you didn't hold a gun to our heads we all agreed it was the better choice to stay here and ride it out. So if something would happen, which I don't think it will, no one is to blame." Josh said as he tried to reassure him. "Let's go over to the couch and relax. You can lay your head on my lap and I'll rub it to try and help with your headache." Josh said as he enveloped him in the safety of his arms. **** It was about 5pm when Jason told them that he was going to shut the generator down to give it a rest and save some fuel. With the force of the storm he had no idea when they might be able to leave and didn't want to run the risk of running out of fuel, even though he knew the tank was extra-large he didn't want to take any chances. Everyone agreed with his prudence and they lit some candles and broke out the monopoly board and started playing a heated game. Putting five jocks in one room and having them play a game of monopoly may not have been the brightest idea they had. Josh looked over at Justin, who was sitting on the couch, invited him to join. Justin just shook his head silently. It wasn't long before Josh was bankrupt and took a seat next to Justin; he mumbled that he always hated that game anyway and the other guys just laughed. By the time it was down to Shane and Mark the other guys had fallen asleep in the dimly lit basement. "Look this game is going to go on all night long at this rate." Mark said. "Are you saying you're going to forfeit?" Shane said with a smirk on his face. "Hell no! I think we should just call a tie." "Hmm, okay I am getting a little tired and my eyes are killing me from trying to strain in this light." "Good! Mine too, but I wasn't gonna admit it." Mark said as they both laughed. "What a trip this has turned out to be. It's going to be talked about for year to come." Shane said as he packed up the game board. "You're telling me. It's funny how you think you know someone and something like this happens and it just turns your world upside down." Mark said as he looked at the other guys sleeping. "Yeah Justin and Josh and Steve are all dealing with some heavy issues. Justin has cancer and their love triangle made things worse. Did you think they were gay?" "Not so much Justin, I kind of always thought he was. Josh on the other hand, really shocked me. He had no gay tendencies that I could see." Mark shrugged. "Yeah, it was kind of a shocker for me too. Now Steve on the other hand, I could tell. It was easy the way he kinda clung onto Josh any chance he could get." Shane cast his eyes on the sleeping Adonis. "I just hope that Steve can get help, never mind that he's gay, his temper is scary, the way he flew off the handle. Him being drunk off his ass didn't help any I'm sure." "I think this trip has been an awaking experience for all of us. It just goes to show that you might be friends with someone all your life and there are still things that you don't know about them." "Well, I think I'm going to try and get some sleep. I'm sure there's going to be a lot to clean up tomorrow." Mark said as he got up from the table. "Alright, I'm going to turn in. There is no point staying up in the dark alone, no television or internet, what's the point." Shane went around and blew out the few candles that were still lit and sat down in one of the recliners. Sitting there in the dark he could hear the howling of the wind and it did not seem to sound as harsh, maybe the storm was finally moving on. Josh was the first one to wake up, as he started to get up he noticed that it was quiet, too quite. He decided to not to wake anyone else and ventured upstairs. He made his way up the stairs to the front door, and when he opened it the sight that greeted him left him stunned. The lake now looked like nothing more than a strange parade flotilla of debris wafting along. Most of the trees had lost most of their leaves from the force of the wind. Splintered branches covered everything, like a spilled box of toothpicks on the floor. He was happy to see that the cars had made it through the storm relatively untouched but he could tell that the lake was closer to them now then it was before the storm moved through. "Wow, it sure is a mess out here." Jason said as he came out the front door. "Yeah it is. I'm just glad that we made it through in one piece, well pretty much one piece. Is Justin awake?" "Nah, he was still sleeping when I came up. This is going to be one hellava mess to clean up." Jason said as he took in all the sights. "Well you have all of us here to help you out, and that should help some." "But you and Justin should really start heading for home. You guys have a lot to take care of." Now that the storm had passed Jason was firmly himself again. "I know but I want to leave early in the morning and I just can't leave a mess for the rest of you guys to clean up. Besides who even knows if we can get out of here." "True, thanks man. Okay, I'd better call my parents and let them know what happened to the house." Within a few hours the guys were busy helping with the cleanup, after they took pictures of the damage. Jason and Josh toiled outside cutting with the chainsaw the fallen tree that had landed on the back deck, while Shane and Mark gathered the branches putting them in a pile next to the shed for the guys to cut up later. Steve removed the boards from all the windows and doors. Justin worked in the living room cleaning up the broken glass and door shards when Steve approached from behind. He was startled when he saw the larger man at his vulnerable back. A memory of Steve's aggression as well as his father's flooded back into his mind. Again he let his guard down and now he was trapped alone in a room with Steve, a wildebeest before a lion. He knew that even if he screamed no one would hear him over the roar of the chainsaw. He started to tremble from the fear of what Steve might do. "Justin, you need any help in here?" "N-no. I-I'm fine." "Justin are you okay? You're trembling." Steve said as moved towards him, but he saw Justin back away. "Oh yeah, I'm the reason for that. I'll make this as short as I can and then I'll leave you alone. I know I apologized in front of everyone, but I wanted to tell you this one on one. I know I've always been an ass to you, and it's always been me, never you." Steve decided not to tell Justin that he was in love with Josh because he knew what awaited Justin when he got back. "I have issues, and my main issue with you was jealousy." Justin raised an incredulous eyebrow. "No really. You moved seamlessly in our circle, a bunch of jocks who in some form knew each other most of our lives. You don't play sports and yet everyone took to you; respects your opinion. You have something in you I wished I had; a kind of strength that for all of these muscles I don't have. That strength is how I know you're going to come through treatment and be fine." He knew that as much as he loved and wanted to be with Josh that Justin was the right guy for him. He also knew that Justin needed Josh more than ever due to what he faced when he returned home. Justin could tell that Steve wasn't bull shitting him. He could tell by looking in his eyes that he was being sincere. Steve was actually the first person in his life that had apologized for hurting him; he really didn't know how to react to this new feeling. "I forgive you." "Wow, thanks. I really didn't expect you to." "I can tell that you really meant what you said and not saying it just to appease everyone," Justin paused, "plus I guess I am pretty awesome, some jealousy is understandable." The Trip Ch. 04 Steve studied Justin's face, and found no trace of smile. As the seconds stretched Justin finally broke and chuckled. The laughter that followed between the two was genuine. Steve could hardly believe Justin made a joke, "I do understand if you don't feel comfortable around me." He offered after they sobered. "It might take some time but eventually I'm certain I will." Steve nodded in understanding and went outside to help with the rest of cleanup. He was taken aback by how quickly Justin had forgiven him. He really was a good guy, Josh's angel. He was a wide receiver with great hands, unparalleled speed and strength, all of his attention had been focused on his external appeal; maybe inner strength was what he should start developing. Not to lure Josh's heart, but simply to better his own. After hours of labor they stopped for sandwiches. "What did your parents say about what happened to the house?" Josh asked as he put away the sandwich meats. "They're just happy that everyone made it through the storm; they're on their way down to check out the damage." Jason replied as he looked at the hole in the back of the house. "So they'll be here sometime today?" "Yeah around five o'clock maybe. Are you nervous about heading home tomorrow?" "Not really. What's done is done; I hope he doesn't take me telling my folks as a betrayal." "He might but in the long run he'll understand you did it for his own good. Have you heard anything more from your parents?" "No, I haven't called them since yesterday. I figure I'll call them when we leave here so then everything will be ready when we get there." "You still don't have any idea what they have planned do you?" "Not at all, I wish they had told me something. I'm gonna get blindsided along with Justin when we get back." "Everything will turn out fine, we survived a hurricane, and everything else should be cake." Jason said as he gave him a playful nudge. "Cake huh? A big ole slice of turd frosted goodness you mean. Justin could hate me for breaking his trust like I did." The revelations of only a few days ago where difficult for his love to share, Josh knew Justin would resent him on some level for betraying that confidence. "Dude, you did it for his own good. What kind of person would you be if you let him go back to his abusive father?" "Not a good one. I know him and he won't see it that way." "Now look, don't dwell on it. Let's just make the remainder of the time here as enjoyable as we can." They worked steadily throughout the day. It was about 4:30 when they decided to call it quits. When they walked in the house Justin had cleaned up everything, all the water, and the leaves, he even cleaned up the kitchen. Jason was amazed with how immaculate the house was. When Jason's parents arrived they were equally impressed. "Son, you guys didn't have to do all this." Jason's father said as he looked around the yard. "Well, we didn't want it to be a complete mess when you guys arrived." Jason said as he walked around the house with his dad. "But Justin was the one who cleaned the inside all by himself." "Justin, the house looks wonderful but you really didn't need to clean everything." Jason's mother said to him with a smile. "Thanks, I started to clean up the glass and well, I guess I got a little carried away." Justin said as he smiled back. "When are you boys leaving?" His father asked. "Trying to run us out?" Jason said with a laugh. "No, but your mother and I figured you guys wouldn't stay with the house like this." His father said with a smile that mirrored his sons. "Justin and Josh are going to head back tomorrow but the rest of us are going to stay an extra day to help out a little more." "We appreciate that but you boys don't have to stay." His mother told him. "We know but we're going to anyway." "Tonight your father and I are going to stay at the motel across from the general store so you can have one more night." His mother said as she looked at the hole in the back of the house. "Thanks mom. We can cover the hole with a tarp for now." After his parents left he walked over to Josh who was conversing with Shane and Mark. "Hey where's Justin?" he asked. "He went to go lay down because his headache came back." Josh said as he looked back towards the house. "Are you sure he's okay?" Jason asked. "Yeah, I hope." Josh's green eyes were filled with worry and sadness. "I have an idea. Since it's our last night here and we have tons of wood, I say we have a nice bon fire down by the lake." Jason said hoping it would cheer Josh up. "That does sound like a nice idea. Like one last hurrah, let Justin sleep while we set everything up." Josh said as he looked at the bedroom window. Justin was in such a deep sleep that he didn't stir when Josh came in the room. Josh planted soft kisses on his lips to slowly wake him from his sleep. "Hey sexy..." Josh quipped as Justin's blue eyes fluttered open. "Hey." Justin's shy boyish smile greeted him. "Come outside with me. We have a nice bon fire going down by the lake. You might want a hoodie cause it's a little chilly out." Josh said as he got off the bed. Justin walked over to the dresser and got out his favorite red hoodie that he had from his old town back in Texas. Josh and Justin walked hand in hand down to the lake where their friends were already gathered around the roaring fire. Justin took a seat facing the lake and Josh took one next to him. The moon was already up and it seemed that it was extra bright. In spite of the stresses and pain revealed over the weekend the night was perfect. The guys had a great time laughing, talking about years past, and the crazy things they had done in their times together. "I think we should all make a pact." Shane said as he stood up and poked at the fire. "A pact for what?" Mark asked. "That no matter what happens after this summer that we all stay friends and we get together at least once a summer and go camping." "I think that's a great idea." Justin said as he squeezed Josh's arm. They had gotten so wrapped up in talking they lost all track of time. It wasn't until Shane stretched and looked at his watch that he noticed it was 11:45. Justin said he wanted to stay by the fire a little longer and the four others headed in. Josh went to the wood pile and grabbed two more logs and threw them onto the fire. As he sat down he pulled Justin into his arms and held him tight. Justin was happy and content with Josh he couldn't help but lean over and give him a kiss. Josh smiled back at him and kissed him back. Justin's cock jumped and started to fill as he kissed his boyfriend back. Their hands started to explore each other as the kisses turned more passionate. Josh could feel Justin's hard-on pressing through the fabric of his jeans; he decided that it needed to be freed from its confinement. He worked his hand down to the button on his jeans and undid it. He slid his hand under Justin's underwear and felt him lift up to give him better access. Josh loved how soft and smooth Justin's cock was. He wanted to taste it again; he slid off Justin's underwear and jeans completely exposing his beautiful perfect cock. He sat back and admired the way it pointed towards the stars and leaned ever slightly to the right. "What's wrong?" Justin asked as Josh's silent staring caught him off guard. Emerald eyes peered into deep blue ones, with fire light reflecting in them, "Nothing's wrong I can't stop staring at how beautiful you are." Justin blushed, Josh made him feel cherished, and it was going to take some getting used to. Josh slowly started to kiss all around Justin's stomach working his way down to the soft patch of hair at the base of Justin's shaft. He inhaled the sweet scent that was Justin, and it drove him crazy. He took all of Justin's length in one smooth motion causing Justin to gasp in pleasure. Josh's mouth felt so warm and wet that Justin was having a very hard time from shooting. Josh moved one of his hands to the base of Justin's cock and the other to his right nipple. As he sucked Justin's length he moved his hand in a twisting motion which sent Justin into pure bliss. Between the nipple play and the amazing blow job Justin was on the edge of cuming. Justin reached down and grabbed Josh's head and pulled him up. Josh asked if everything was okay and Justin told him that he didn't want to cum just yet. He motioned for Josh to stand up and when he did Justin pulled Josh's sweat pants down and started to rub the large budge coming from Josh's jock strap. Justin caressed and kissed every surface of Josh's jock strap teasing him by pulling the jock strap out enough for him to slip his tough in and lick around Josh's cock. Josh moaned in pleasure, begging for more of Justin's oral treatment. He was amazed at how he could bring his strong jock such pleasure. After a little more teasing Josh's dick was as hard as a steel rod, stretching the mesh of his jock strap to the max. Justin pulled Josh's cock out from the side and began to suck on as much of the ten inch steel rod as he could. While he sucked he moved his hand around and started to play with Josh's hole. When he touched it Josh jumped but he knew it was in pleasure as he swelled in Justin's mouth. Josh was losing the ability to think. He existed only for sensation and he needed more than teasing touches from Justin. He stepped out of his sweat pants and climbed on top of Justin's lap. He started to grind and kiss Justin lost in their passion awash in the raging inferno Justin had sparked. Justin's hardened member against his hole drove him deeper and deeper into lust. He had to have Justin's engorged length inside of him. He spit in his hand and rubbed it over Justin's cock to make sure it was wet. Then he positioned himself and slowly started to lower himself down. At first he met some resistance but he relaxed and Justin's head broke through causing a little pain but not enough for him to stop. Slowly he took every inch Justin had until he was resting on his lap. The feeling was absolutely wonderful. He had never anything that compared to having Justin's big cock fill him up. He started with small strokes and worked his way a little farther up before coming all the way back down. Justin couldn't believe what Josh was doing. Never in a million year did he ever think that Josh would be riding him, but he wasn't complaining. Josh sitting on his cock, with his cock rock hard and pointing up was the best sight Justin had seen; his boyfriend rock hard while riding him was such a turn on, a vision of perfect carnality. They burned, their bodies rocking and writhing feeding passion's flames; Justin relished the tight heated channel of his love. Josh started rocking his hips as he rode Justin. Every time he would come all the way down Justin's cock would hit his prostate and cause his own shaft to jump and swell. It was an amazing feeling every time it hit. Josh was leaking huge amounts of precum. Josh bent down and started to kiss Justin feverously. He moved down to the curve in Justin's neck and started to suck voraciously. The sensation was too much for Justin and he told Josh that he was about to cum. Josh let go of Justin's neck and sat straight up. Justin's back arched pushing himself all the way in hitting Josh's prostate; Josh blasted, shooting more cum than he thought possible. Josh's orgasm triggered Justin's own eruption inside of him. The intensity of his orgasm was so intense Justin thought it would never end. Josh slumped over and gently kissed Justin on his neck. "That was totally amazing!" Justin said between breaths. "Yeah it was. That was by far the best." Josh said as he kissed Justin. "I can't believe that you did that. That was a total surprise." "When you started to play around back there it sent me over the top. I had to know what it was like to have you inside me. To tell you the truth it felt wonderful. I wouldn't mind doing it again sometime." Josh said as he gave Justin another kiss and slowly moved off of Justin's softening cock. "I can't believe that we just did it outside." Justin said as he stood up and put his pants back on. "I think it was hotter doing it that way." Josh said with a smirk. "I just hope that no one saw us." Justin said as he looked back at the house. "I doubt anyone did. Besides I didn't see any lights go on or off." Josh said as he started to put the fire out. Little did they know that Steve had been watching from the second story window, he made his way to the bathroom where he proceeded to strip for a shower where he could attend to his own throbbing need. As he slipped of his underwear he noticed the huge wet spot from the leaking precum courtesy of watching Josh and Justin. He grabbed the bar of soap from the holder and started to lather up, paying close attention to his aching cock. He started to slowly jerk his massive cock and play with his balls sending wonderful sensations throughout his body. He took one finger and fucked himself, then added a second digit needing to be filled more. He realized it was probably hopeless but added a third finger, imagining it was Josh's gorgeous cock pleasuring him. He stifled his moans as he began losing himself in the fantasy, Josh would never really be his, but that did not stop his overwhelming desire for him. He was so consumed with his self-gratification he did not hear the hesitant knock at the door. Only when Shane pulled back the shower curtain did he snap back to reality. His hands abandoned their tasks as his head came up and eyes opened. Shane knew what he had interrupted, but decided to pretend he was oblivious. "Steve I came in to see how you were, is everything okay?" "Uh...yeah. Everything is fine, why?" "I knocked on the door but you didn't answer and I was checking on you." Shane said wondering why he hadn't just left Steve alone. Steve studied his noticeably uncomfortable friend. Of course Shane came in to look in on him. Shane was always making sure everyone was alright, a natural care taker if ever there was one. He was smaller than Steve, everyone was except Jason. Shane was a decent running back, fast and agile with a body suited for his position. Shane's red hair and pale skin wasn't what caught Steve's eye, only copies of Josh, but at this moment those caring brown eyes seemed to be drawing him in. Steve dropped his eyes to his own hard-on, and looked over to the bulge in Shane's sweat pants. He swelled at the sight, then brought his eyes back to Shane's. "Do you want to feel it?" "Um....I don't know if I should." Shane said even as his head nodded in agreement. "I can see from the tent in your pants that you want to. I won't tell anyone if you won't." Steve said as he started to stroke his cock again. "Shane I really need you right now." Getting what he wanted was easy for Steve, but he didn't want to seduce his friend. He simply needed to be close to someone. Shane swallowed, there was no denying he wanted to, "I want to, but we keep this between us." He said as he reached out to touch the massive tool in Steve's hand. He stroked him, relishing the feel of the satin hardness. "Strip," Steve's natural dominance emerged full force. They had shared the locker room for years, but Steve had never taken the time to appreciate Shane's body. Wasted opportunities he realized. Shane was lean muscle, more of a runner's body and a pleasant surprise was between his legs. He wasn't as long as Steve but two inches at least above average, and he was thick. Steve moved back once Shane was naked, making room in the shower. He entered the shower and stood face to face with Steve, their cocks touching. Steve dipped his head to Shane's eager mouth, as they kissed their hands roamed and explored each other's bodies. "I want you to fuck me." Steve said as he looked deep into Shane's brown eyes. "Right here?" "Yes. And I want it now." Steve said as he turned around. Shane did not argue with that and placed his massive head at Steve's entrance. Steve placed his hands on the shower wall for better support and got ready for Shane to enter him. Shane pushed into him and it sent shock waves through his entire body causing his knees to shake. "Stop?" Shane asked, while praying the answer was no. "No, I've done this before, so trust me. I need you to just push in me, hard. Shane I need you to fuck me." Steve explained through clenched teeth. Shane's stomach clenched when he heard the words. He entered Steve with a strong thrust. Shane was balls deep and the feeling was out of this world. Nothing prepared him for being inside the heated vise grip of Steve's ass. It was the best feeling Shane had ever experienced. Granted this was Shane's first time but he couldn't imagine it any better. He had never considered he would be with Steve, the sexiest guy on campus. Shane pounded hard and fast leaving any worries of concerns behind. He looked down at his pale fat cock sliding in and out of Steve perfect bubble butt. The eroticism of the visual as well as the sound of their bodies and stifled moans he sealed in his mind, knowing he'd replay these moments for years to come. Steve pushed back, meeting every thrust, sending him deeper than Shane thought possible. Steve had both arms braced against the wall and almost screamed when Shane reached around, grabbed Steve's turgid member and started to jerk him off. "Steve, I'm can't hold back," Shane whispered in close to despair. It felt so good he didn't want it to be over, but the wave of bliss that was creeping up his spine was undeniable. "Don't slow down, God Shane you feel so fucking good. Fill me up with your cum till it's running out of me. Come on man; give me all you've got." Steve commanded. Shane's body responded immediately. He grabbed Steve's waist and held on as he coated his insides, his fingers dug deep into the muscular flesh. When Steve felt Shane start to unload his own cock started to swell and blast stream after stream of hot cum all over the shower wall without him, or Shane, having to touch it. Once they both caught their breath Shane slowly pulled his softening cock from Steve's still tight ass. Steve turned around and ravished Shane's mouth. They both showered in the tepid water without saying anything; each silently contemplating what had just happened. Steve turned the water off and pulled Shane to him before he could exit the shower. He ravaged his mouth in a searing kiss that left them both panting. He rested his forehead on Shane's. "That was great, thanks man." Steve stepped out of the shower, "so we keep the news of this epic fuck to ourselves right." "Epic?" Shane grinned, whose first time was epic? "No, this stays between us." "Thanks. I don't think this is the time or the place to tell." "This trip has challenged everyone enough. But I may want to talk about it with you later, if that's okay?" "Of course Shane," Steve offered, suddenly considering whether this would affect their friendship. They both finished drying off got dressed and headed back to their rooms. The entire house was silent besides the night crickets that where singing their nightly song. ________________________________________ It was 7:30 in the morning when the alarm went off. Josh slammed the button, moaned, and rolled back over trying to hide the sun from his eyes. He desperately wanted to stay in bed and cuddle with Justin but he knew that they had a long drive and a full day ahead of them. He reluctantly swung his legs out of bed, walked over to the double doors and opened them. He emerged onto the deck and was welcomed by a beautiful morning. It was already warm out and the birds where flying around busy rebuilding their nests from the storm. He turned back and looked at Justin still sound asleep; his sleeping angel. He approached the bed and nuzzled in the crook of his neck. The Trip Ch. 04 "Morning beautiful." Josh said with a smile. "Morning." Justin said with a yawn. "I know sleeping-in is appealing but we have to get on the road soon." "Okay. How soon do you want to leave?" Justin asked as he sat up on the bed. "In about an hour," Josh said as he gave Justin a kiss. "Why don't you go and take a shower while I pack up and get ready to leave." While he was in the shower Josh packed everything up and loaded before Justin got out. As he was putting the bags in the car he made sure this time he had the chord for the GPS. Some detours could be possible from any debris on the roads and he did not want a repeat of the trip down. When Justin was drying off he noticed the large hickey on the side of his neck that Josh had left from the night before. He started to panic thinking of what his father was going to do when he saw it. He knew his dad was going to blow a fuse. When Justin came back in Josh noticed the hickey and the worried look on Justin's face. "What's wrong babe?" Josh asked as he gave Justin a kiss. "This hickey. My dad's going to kill me when he sees it." Justin said with panic in his voice. "It's okay. I'll take care of it when we get back to my house." Josh said trying to reassure him. "I hope so. Cause if you can't I might have to hide out for a few days before it goes away." "You really think your dad would have a problem with it?" "He beat my ass because there was a rumor running around school that I slept with another guy, I can only imagine what he would do if he actually saw evidence." Justin said as he looked to the floor. "It's okay. He won't see it." Josh said as he lifted Justin's head. Josh programmed the GPS for home and they all said their good-byes and headed for home. Josh told Justin to sit back and relax for the drive home. Justin was quiet for the first few hours of the drive. He was worried that Josh wasn't going to be able to get the hickey to go away. They decided to stop at Cracker Barrel for lunch and stretch their legs. After they ate and relaxed for a bit they headed back on the road. The closer they got to home the more agitated Justin got. He reached into the glove box and pulled out his pack of smokes. He knew it was a bad habit but it helped calm his nerves. He was surprised when Josh asked him to light one up for him. They both smoked without saying a word to each other. Josh wished for the last time he knew what his parents had planned as he turned the car off in his driveway. As they walked up to the door Josh's mom opened it before they could. "I'm so glad you boys made it home safely." Cindy said as she gave both of them a big hug. "Yeah there was hardly any traffic, and not too much damage from the storm." Josh said as he put his bags down. "Yes thankfully by the time it got here it had weakened and turned out toward the sea. Why don't you boys take the bags up to your room and I'll make you something to eat." Cindy said with a smile. When they brought Josh's bags up to his room Justin noticed that Josh was nervous. "Josh is everything okay?" Justin asked as he put the bag on the bed. "Yeah. I guess I'm just tired from the drive." He said trying to fake a smile. "Okay. Are you going to try and take care of this hickey?" "Yeah but let's go get something to eat then I will." Josh said as he started to walk to the door. When they reached the kitchen Josh's mom and dad where sitting at the island talking quietly between themselves. When they saw the boys walk in they stopped. "So your mother tells me that there wasn't much traffic on the ride back." Jeff said. "No, we made great time." Josh responded as they both got seated. "Justin, Mrs. Heisler and I would like to talk to you about something very serious." Jeff said as he put his coffee down. "It's been brought to our attention that your home life is not well." Justin felt as if the walls of the room were closing in, "You told them! You promised me that you wouldn't tell!" Justin exclaimed as he shot Josh as look. "Justin, I'm sorry but after what you told me there was no way I could let that slide by. My parents and I can help you. I love you and don't want to see you hurt ever again." Josh said as he reached for Justin's hand but Justin yanked it back. "I told you that it wasn't your problem or your parents. I didn't want anyone else to have their lives fucked up because of me." Justin said has his face turned bright red realizing that he just dropped the "F" bomb in from of Josh's parents. "Please forgive me for using that word." "Justin, what Josh did was the best thing for you. You cannot live with someone who is going to beat you for no reason, and we know it's more than just beatings that have taken place." Cindy said as she moved next to Justin. "We also know that you are sick and you need the best care possible." "You told them that too." Justin said as tears started to fill his eyes. He was completely exposed, utterly betrayed. "I'm sorry Justin I had too. I love you." Josh said as his own eyes started to tear seeing the hurt in Justin's eyes. "We want you to move in here with us where you will be safe." Jeff said. "I can't. I know that if I do my dad won't pay for my treatment." "You don't have to worry about that. Mrs. Heisler and I have already taken care of it. Your first round of treatment starts this week." Jeff said. "I can't let you pay for this. It cost way too much money!" Justin exclaimed. Cindy shook her head, "Justin, our son loves you. We would do anything for the one that he loves, including paying for this. We love you and want to help you through this." Justin sat in stunned silence. His carefully constructed walls where under siege. Violence from his father he knew how to counter, how to keep himself safe. He had no protections from... this; whatever this was. "How am I going to tell my mom what's going on?" He asked helplessly to the air. "We've also taken care of that. Your mom is going to be here shortly. We're going to talk to her about everything. Justin, she has to know everything that has happened to you." Cindy said as she hugged Justin. Justin sobbed into her shoulder, it was all too much. Cindy suggested that Justin go lie down till his mother came. Josh tried to follow Justin to the room but Justin told him to just leave him alone. He flopped down and continued to sob until he cried himself to sleep. He was awakened by Cindy knocking on the door, she told him to follow her downstairs, and his mother was waiting. When he walked down the stairs he saw her sitting in the living room talking to Mr. Heisler. Josh moved over on the couch for Justin to sit next to him, but Justin took a seat in the leather chair across the room. He noted the pain in Josh's face, but all of this was his fault. "Thanks for meeting with us Jen. We know you're busy with work." Jeff said. "Not a problem., but I can't say I'm not curious," Jen said with a smile. "Okay we're going to get right down to business. There is a very serious matter that has to be addressed here." Josh's dad was a successful lawyer and his professional persona was on full display. "It has been brought to our attention that there are been some issues with Justin and his father." "Issues? What kind of issues?" Jen asked as she looked at her son but Justin just stared at the floor. "This is not easy to tell you but George has been abusing Justin." Jeff said, carefully noting Jen's reaction. He was not completely convinced she was unaware of the abuse. "What?! What kind of abuse?" She exclaimed. "Physical. Extreme physical abuse." Jeff pointed out. "Justin, is this true?" His mother asked him. "Yes it is." Justin said as he buried his head in his hands. "How long has this been going on for?" His mother asked him as she moved over to her shaking son. "Sin-since I was 16." Justin said as he started to cry. "Justin, so she can understand exactly what we are talking about I need you to show your mother the scar on your back." Jeff suggested. Justin was mortified. As if he wasn't embarrassed enough that Josh's parents and now his mother knew about the abuse, now he was going to have to show her the branding his father had given him. "Scar? What scar!" Jen's eyes darted from Jeff to Justin. Justin stood up with his back facing his mother he slowly lifted his shirt. When she saw the scar she let out a soul rending scream. The sound triggered wracking sobs to overtake her son. Jen's reached to place her fingers on the horrible scars and Justin twisted from her touch. Unable to stand any longer he crumpled onto the floor, his arm wrapped around himself. "Joshua, please take Justin up to your room." Cindy asked. Josh gathered his angel and led him up the stairs. His only desire was to hold Justin until his tears stopped falling. But Justin slammed the bedroom door behind him and locked himself in Josh's bathroom. "Justin, please let me in." Josh cried as he tried the door knob. "Go away! How could you lie to me like that! You promised me that you wouldn't tell anyone and now my mom and your parents know!" Justin screamed through the door. "Justin I had to! Your dad would have killed you someday if you stayed there." "I trusted you! You made me believe that you really cared for me. I let you fuck me! I gave you my virginity and this is how you treat me by betraying my trust. Go away and leave me the fuck alone!" There was nothing Josh could do to get Justin to open the door. He knew he had done the right thing, even if that meant Justin hating him forever. Downstairs Jen raged. "I am going to kill that sick son of a bitch!!" She promised as she paced the room . "Now Jen as much as you want to kill him, as much as we all would like to kill him, you have to think of Justin right now. He's going to need his mother more than anything." Cindy said as she tried to comfort Jen. "Let's look at what the next step is going to be, and no it's not to kill him." Jeff said as he stood up and walked over to the window. "You're right," Jen acquiesced after taking a few cleansing breaths. "What's best for Justin is all that matters. He's all that ever should have mattered." She had failed, failed the child she chose, adopted just to love; failed the child of her heart. Doing right by him was the only thing that had to be done. "The best thing is to have him come over here and you can confront him. At least here you will have us to help you, if need be." Cindy suggested. "Thank you Cindy, I think if I was alone with that man I might not be able to control my actions." Jen said as she stood up to get her cell phone out. With trembling fingers she called her husband, telling him to meet her at the Heisler house to take a look at Justin's car. She knew the lie would get the ass she married there faster. When he arrived at the house Jen was waiting for him in the living room. Jeff and Cindy excused themselves to the kitchen. "What did he do to his car this time." George said very sarcastically. "Nothing's wrong with his car." Jen said, projecting a calm that belied her emotions. "Then why did you have me rush over here!" George exclaimed. "Don't you raise your voice at me you pathetic impotent bastard!" Jen yelled. "Watch your mouth Jen!" "Why? If I don't are you going to beat me like you beat our son!" George's eyes became saucer like. "That's right. I found out what you've been doing to him and it makes me sick, sick!!" George scoffed. "Woman you have no idea what you're talking about." "Oh, but I do. I saw the scars on his back from where you whipped him and cut... carved 'faggot slut'. How could you do that to him!" "What? What I didn't cut him. It was probably one of the many guys your son fucks around with. But the way I see it, he is a little faggot slut and won't amount to anything more than a cock sucking slut! He is an embarrassment to the Devereaux name! I worked hard to earn a solid reputation and I'll be damned if I'm going to let some perverted ass pounder ruin it for me!" With that statement Jen shrieked, lunged across the room upending the end tabled and landing with her hands around George's neck. Jeff and Cindy ran in the room. When Jeff saw Jen on top of George he ran over and pulled her off of him. "You crazy bitch! How dare you lay your hands on me!" George exclaimed as he took a step towards Jen but Cindy stepped in between them. "I think it's time you leave this house." Cindy ordered, even as he took a threatening step towards her. Her green eyes flashed, ready for whatever came, no one intimidated her, especially not overgrown bullies. "I want you gone by the time I get home!" Jen screamed. "You can't kick me out of my own house." George spat back at her. "Can you pay the mortgage, genius? No, it's me, all me. Your salary is what you drink and piss away every week. If you don't want to go to jail for what you've done and have that precious Devereaux name in the paper as a child abuser you'll be gone!" George looked around the room; the contempt on every face was unmistakable. "You want to know something. I did all those things to him and to tell you the truth I enjoyed every fucking moment of it. You are a worthless wife and even worse mother, making him a twisted dick lover like you did, and if you love him so much why didn't you notice what I was doing to him. Think about that, and if I could do it again I would and do it ten times as worse! Knowing that the little mayflower feared me was the greatest feeling in the world." "You need to leave now!" Cindy exclaimed pointing to the door. "Shut your mouth cunt!" George spat. Jeff decked George across the jaw, knocking him to the ground. "Get the fuck out of my house! And if you ever come near my family or Justin ever again, I will personally put you in a body bag!" Jeff said with a tone that could have felled a mountain. Had he actually said not to kill him? George picked himself up off the floor and stormed out of the house. Jen collapsed into a ball on the couch and cried. She couldn't believe what George had just admitted to, but some of it stung because it was true. What kind of mother was she not to know? Cindy went into the kitchen and put on a large pot of coffee and put some ice in a bag for Jeff's hand. When she walked back to the living room she handed Jeff the ice bag and said that coffee would be ready in a few minutes. "I'm so sorry that you had to see that. Jeff, is your hand okay?" Jen asked. "There's nothing for you be sorry about. All that matters is Justin is going to be safe." Jeff said as he put cream and sugar in his coffee. "I feel like the world's worst mother. How could I not see what was going on?" Jen asked as she wiped the remaining tears from her eyes. "Sometimes it is very hard for people to see something that is happening right in front of them." Cindy offered as she poured a cup of coffee. "Now that I look back I see things differently. A lot of things now make sense." Jen said as she put her coffee down and picked up the bottle of aspirin Cindy had brought for her. "What do you mean?" Cindy asked. "I know what George is. He wasn't always that way, but over the years I became more successful and he stuck, lost. But I thought we were still a family; a broken family, but a family. I thought the distance with Justin was because he's gay. I thought George would come around, after all no matter what he is our son. I was such a blind fool. Maybe I just didn't want to see." Jen said as she ran her hands through her shoulder length dirty blonde hair. "Jen, hindsight is always 20-20. When you found out you tried to kill him, we just witnessed a murder attempt in our living room." Cindy said with a smile, "In my opinion you're a damn good mother and Justin is lucky to have you fighting for him." "Where are the boys?" Jen asked as she looked around. "I think they're in Josh's room. Justin might still be a little on edge." Jeff announced. "He is upset with Josh for telling us about what had happen with him." "I'll go up and talk to him. Thank you both so much." Jen said as she headed up the stairs. When she entered Josh's room she saw him sitting with his back on the bathroom door with his head in his hands. "Josh, are you okay?" She asked as she knelt down next him. "Justin hates me and I don't ever think he'll forgive me." Josh said as fought back more tears. "He doesn't hate you. He's always carried every burden himself." Jen said as she pulled Josh to his feet. "You are the best friend he's ever had." "I love him, more than I ever thought possible." Josh admitted as he looked at the closed door. Understanding dawned on Jen, they were far more than best friends. Good for Justin, she thought. "When he calms down he'll realize that you did the best thing for him. I have a few things to say to my son." She said with a smile. "Good luck trying to get him out he won't even answer me anymore." Josh said as he started for the door. "Justin, please open the door." Jen said as she tried to open the door. "No, go away! I don't want to talk or see anyone right now." "Justin Alexander O'Ryan Devereaux, don't take that tone with me. I am down to my last good nerve. Open. The. Door." She knew from experience, a soft touch would never get the door opened. Justin opened the door but he could not bring himself to look his mother in the eyes. She had screamed in disgust when she saw his back. She didn't want him to see the shame in her eyes it would break his heart. "Justin come on let's talk." "We can go out on the balcony." Justin said and he reached into his bag and pulled out his pack of cigarettes. "With everything you've been through I'm not going to say anything about you smoking for right now, but we will talk about that." His mother said as she sat on the bench. "I love you Justin and I'm sorry for being a horrible mother." "You're not a horrible mother. Why would you say a thing like that?" Justin asked as he lit the cigarette. "Because I couldn't see what was going on right in front of my face. I knew your father didn't like the fact that you're gay but I never thought he was filled with that much hate." "Mom, no one knew. I hid it from everyone." "Yes you did a good job at hiding it but I still had a feeling that something wasn't right. There were times when you got hurt I didn't believe the reasons you would give. When you broke your arm and said that it happened when you fell off your bike, something deep inside me didn't believe it but I ignored it. Did I ever say anything or do something that didn't make you feel comfortable to come and talk to me?" Jen said. She was not a demonstrative person by nature, but she loved Justin more than he could know. The day Jen felt him in her arms was the first time she ever knew she could love anything. "No. I just....I didn't want to cause any more problems between you and dad." Justin said as he took another drag. "What are you talking about? You never caused any problems." "Mom, I heard you and dad fighting and most of the time it was about me. Dad hates the fact that I'm gay. Sometimes I just wish I was straight so he would love me, wouldn't it be easier for everyone." Justin said as he lowered his head as tears started to form. "Justin, he's an evil son of a bitch. The fact that you are gay should not make a difference whether he loved you or not. And to be completely honest with you there were problems way before you came out to us. He should be moving out as we speak. I would love to have you press charges, but do you want to face him in court?" "Mom I just can't, this day was hard enough. It's not like he's a danger to anyone else, I just want him to leave me in peace, and maybe I can drop his name." The Trip Ch. 04 "I thought you wouldn't want to involve the police." Jen said as she took the smoke from Justin and took a drag herself. Justin looked at her in complete shock. "I didn't know you smoked." "I haven't in twenty years. Now Justin I'm going to ask you a very personal question and I want you to be honest with me. Did your dad do anything else to you?" Jen asked praying that the answer was no. "If you're asking me what I think you are no he didn't." "Okay good." Jen said with a rush of relief. "Justin what happened to your face?" "Oh, there was a little incident in Virginia." "What kind of incident?" "Long story short Steve jumped me and knocked me over a nightstand. Come to find out he is gay and has been in love with Josh for a very long time. But everything was settled and he apologized for it. So please don't worry." Justin said trying to keep it as short as possible. "He jumped you?! Are you hurt anywhere else?" "Just my side where I landed on the nightstand. It's okay, please don't worry." "Are you sure? Do you want to go to the hospital and get it checked out?" Jen asked knowing that his body was already weakened from the cancer. "No, I am fine." Justin said with a smile. "So what is going on with Josh? Why was he sitting by the bathroom door crying?" Jen asked as she took another drag. "He promised me that he wouldn't tell anyone what dad had done to me." "Justin you know he did the right thing. He loves you or he wouldn't have done it. I know that a lot's hit you at once, and I know you're hurt. Are you going to punish him for loving you?" "I know, I know. I just don't know what to do. So much has changed. And what's going to happen with my cancer, how am I going to get therapy? Dad swore he wasn't going to pay for it if anyone ever found out." Jen snorted, George was a lying sack of shit. She knew he often went on about what he paid for, which was actually nothing, but she thought it a harmless delusion. "There's no need to worry about the procedure that will be taken care of." Jen said with a smile. "I'm going to go and send Josh up so you two can talk about things. Justin, he really loves you and I know you know how precious that is." Jen said as she gave Justin a kiss on the forehead. Josh was sitting on the floor outside his bedroom door. When Jen saw him she told him that he can go and talk to Justin. Josh was nervous when he sat on the bench next to Justin. Ready for a tirade but was pleasantly surprised when Justin leaned into him and kissed him. "I'm so sorry Justin for upsetting you, but if breaking your confidence keeps you safe I....." Josh was interrupted by Justin giving him another kiss. "I'm not mad anymore. I know you did it because you love me. I'm sorry. No one has ever loved me so openly and completely before. I love you." For whatever reason, he knew his mother loved him, but whether real or imagined, it felt limited, conditional. But this, what Josh offered was unrestrained and complete. "Justin, I told you, I have only begun to love you." Josh said as he pulled Justin to him, and ravaged his mouth. Jen walked down the hallway, her head was swimming; the scar. She could not believe that her husband could do something as horrifying as that. Now what was she going to do with Justin. His cancer treatment was covered by her insurance but he needed someone to be with him almost twenty-four hours a day. A nurse wasn't covered, she thought George would look after Justin but that was out of the question. She had no family and couldn't afford to hire a nurse. As she descended the stairs and made her way to the kitchen she saw Cindy and Jeff sitting at the island. . "How is everything with the boys?" Cindy asked. "I think everything is going to be fine." Jen said as she took at seat with them. "I do have one question though. What's going to happen with Justin's radiation therapy? He told Josh had he was afraid that his dad wouldn't pay for it." Cindy asked. "It's not George's insurance he's on, it's mine. The main problem is now is who's going to stay with Justin and take him to the treatments." Jen replied. "Well, Jeff and I were talking about this, and if it is okay with you, we'd like Justin to stay here." Cindy offered. "I wouldn't want you guys to have to do that. Justin's my son and I wouldn't feel right pawning him off on someone else." Jen replied. "You're not pawing him off, Jen. We offered and would love to have him stay here. Then you can have peace of mind knowing that someone will always be around to watch him." Jeff said with a smile. "Besides you know right well that Josh is not going to leave his side for one second of the day." Cindy said with a smile. "You're right there. As long as you guys don't mind then I think it would be the best thing for him." Jen said as she took a sip of her coffee. "But I don't think we should tell him tonight. Let's let today's events settle and then we'll talk to him." "We can tell him tomorrow after he has had a good night's sleep." Jeff said. "I better get going home. I have some things to take care of when I get there." Jen said as she stood up and walked toward the front door. "Okay, you let us know if you need any help or if George is still there when you get home." Cindy offered. "Thanks. Trust me he won't be there when I get there. Tell Justin I'll see him tomorrow." Jen said as she walked out the front door. Jeff went up to Josh's room and asked the boys if they needed anything before they headed to bed. They declined the need for anything and said their goodnights. "I think I could use a shower," Justin said as Jeff left. "How about a nice hot bath? We can soak the road off." "Sure." Josh bounded to the bathroom while Justin removed his pajamas from his bags. "I'll call you when the bath's ready." Justin waited longer than just the time to draw a bath, but then again bathrooms were for more than just bathing so he patiently waited. When he entered the bathroom he was floored. Josh had a bubble bath drawn surrounded by white candles and soft music playing. Josh was only dressed in a towel and he looked regal in the soft flickering candle light. Josh made his way over to Justin and led him to the waiting bubble bath. He slowly started to undress Justin taking care not to hit his cuts and bruises. Once he had Justin completely naked he dropped his towel and slid into the water guiding Justin in with him. The tub was big enough for Justin to lie back on Josh's body and still have room to stretch out his legs. Justin felt like he was being hugged by a cloud. The feeling of Josh's hard body and the soft bubble sent Justin was a new sensation, and he reveled in it. He knew that this was beginning of many new beginnings......... Thanks for reading the final chapter of The Trip: Homecoming. I hope you have enjoyed reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it. Keep a look out for the next up and coming series "New Beginnings" Which will follow Josh and Justin on their next leg of the journey. Much Love, CE300 Thanks again to my wonderful beta reader/editor Shell for her wonderful insight. She has really helped make this story flow! The Trip Ch. 04 "Oh god, that was great," Shona said, kissing his chest, then kissing Jane again. Jane laid her head on Barry's chest, purring softly, her hands wrapped around his chest. Barry tried to will his cock hard, wanting the moment never to end, but it just lay there limp. Jane lifted his cock to her lips, kissing it softly. "Is it too tired to play again, Barry?" Jane asked giggling. Barry smiled, running his fingers through her soft blonde hair. "It will want to play again, I promise," he replied. "It better, or it will be walking," Shona laughed. They lay there for a while, enjoying the afterglow and each other's company. They decided to eat in that night. Jane and Barry went to a nearby market while Shona showered and got everything ready to cook. Walking to the store, Barry held Jane's hand, enjoying the time they had alone together. When they got back to the camper, he and Jane showered together, washing each other, their hands discovering each curve and crevice of the other. when they came out, Barry put on a T-shirt and some shorts. Shona wore a gold chemise while Jane put on a blue baby-doll. After eating, Barry cleaned up, washing the dishes and putting everything away while Jane and Shona lay on the couch in each other's arms, watching TV. Barry sat on the floor, Jane running her fingers through his soft hair. Finally, it was time for bed. Barry wasn't too sure where he was to sleep. He offered to take the couch, but Shona said no. "You aren't riding for free hon," she laughed. Barry smiled, knowing that he would have to pay them again and again for the ride. Barry followed the two girls to the back of the camper to the king size bed. He could feel his cock beginning to stir again, pressing against his shorts, making a little tent on his front. Shona and Jane got onto the bed first, Shona stroking Jane's long blonde hair. Barry stood at the foot of the bed, watching them. Jane crawled to him on all fours, her tits swaying back and forth. Barry felt his cock become rock hard when he looked at Jane, moving towards him like a cat in heat. Jane's fingers went to his shorts, unsnapping them. They fell to the floor, his cock staring Jane in the face. Jane stroked his rod slowly, enjoying the feel of the thick shaft in her fingers. She also enjoyed the feel of Shona's hands caressing her ass, her lips kissing their way down to her mound. Jane studied the cock in her hands, noticing the thickness and veined shape. Jane loved cock even more than Shona and Jane wanted this one. She felt something for this stranger, his friendly attitude and assuring smile. Letting her tongue roll around the head, Jane suddenly dropped her head down, engulfing Barry's thick cock deep into her wanting mouth. Barry moaned loudly as Jane sucked his cock like a pro, working him into a fevered pitch. Shona slid under Jane, tugging at her knickers. She grabbed Jane's firm ass, pulling her pussy hard against her mouth, plunging her tongue deep into her friend's wet tunnel. Jane squealed when she felt Shona's tongue digging inside her cunt. She rocked her hips back and forth on Shona's tongue, grinding her muffin on her mouth. Jane tried to concentrate on Barry's hard cock, but couldn't. Shona knew what Jane liked and was using every bit of that knowledge. Rubbing Jane's clit with her fingers, Shona tongued and ate Jane's quivering pussy, licking her juices as they flowed out of her. Barry thrust his cock deep into Jane's hot mouth. Jane could feel his cock growing harder and thicker, filling her mouth. The thick head rubbed deep against the back of her throat. Jane's moans were muffled, her mouth filled with his meat. She rocked her hips hard against Shona's mouth, her cunt burning with intensity. She pulled Barry's cock out of her mouth, unable to breathe. "Ooohhh God, Shona!!!!!!! Eat my fucking pussy!!!!" Jane screamed, rubbing Barry's cock against her chin and cheek. Shona dug her nails into Jane's bum, grinding her face against her cunt and clit. "Oooohhhh fffuuuuucckkkk!!!!!" Jane screamed, sitting upright so she could sit more firmly on her friend's face. She grabbed Barry's cock, squeezing it between her large tits, fucking it with her globes. Barry had to use all his concentration not to come on this beautiful angel. Jane leaned back, thrusting her cunt hard onto Shona's face just as her orgasm erupted, flooding her lover's face with her hot juices. Shona squealed gleefully as she licked and sucked Jane's sweet juices. Jane sat on Shona's face for several minutes, letting wave after wave of electricity race through her body. Finally she fell back, her breasts rising and falling as she breathed deeply, her hands groping, squeezing her tits. "Ooohhh God, Shona," Jane moaned, that was incredible, "God I love sucking cock and being eaten at the same time." The girls laughed, caressing each other lovingly. Barry crawled onto the bed next to Shona, sliding his hands over her tight body. Barry kissed Shona on the back of her neck, nibbling on her soft flesh. Sliding his hand over her hips, he cupped her ass, his fingertips slipping between her cheeks. Shona bit her lower lip, moaning softly, bolts of electricity racing through her body. She rocked her hips slowly, pressing her firm ass against his probing fingers. "Ooohhhh God, Barry... you really love to tease, don't you, babe?" Shona asked softly cupping her breast, rolling her hard nipple between her fingers. Barry smiled, pressing his fingers ever so slightly deeper into Shona's wet pussy. He loved teasing a woman, slowly building her excitement, bringing her to the edge, then stopping, allowing the moment to prolong, to last until she could no longer stand it. Shona felt her body begin to tremble as her passions built inside her. Barry sensing this, pressing his fingers deeper into her pussy, sliding them in and out, her juices squishing out. Jane watched her friend, her lover, slowly lose control of her body. Shona rocked her hips a little faster, driving Barry's fingers deeper into her tunnel. Jane flicked her tongue over Shona's sensitive nipple, taking it into her mouth. Shona grabbed Jane's head, pulling her into her large breasts. Shona began moaning louder as her body was being slowly ravaged by Barry and Jane. Barry plunged 3 fingers into her quivering pussy, making her body jump instinctively. "Ooohhh ffuuuuccckkkk!!!" she groaned, her hips bucking faster against Barry's plunging fingers. "Ooohhh God, yeeeeessssss!!" she screamed. Shona thrust her hips back and forth, fucking Barry's long thick fingers. She felt his fingertips rubbing against her cervix, filling her hot cunt. Barry grabbed Shona, flipping her onto Jane. The two women slipped into a 69, Shona on top, her hips still fucking Barry's thick fingers as she ate at Jane's wet cunt. Jane lapped the juices that flowed out of Shona, down her thighs. Barry kneeled behind Shona, rubbing his cock over her firm ass. "You want my cock, Shona? You want me to fuck your wet cunt?" Barry asked, rubbing the thick head up and down her lips. "Oh fuck yes!!! Fuck me Barry, fuck me hard, please!!!" Shona screamed, her voice muffled by Jane's pussy. Jane looked up, watching as Barry placed the thick head of his hard cock against Shona's dripping cunt. Slowly it slid into her, forcing her lips apart as the thick shaft drove deeper into her. Nothing that Jane had ever seen looked as hot and erotic as that.. Barry's thick cock thrusting in and out of her friends cunt. "Oooohhhh fffuuuccckkk!!!" Shona screamed as Barry thrust hard, plunging his manhood all the way into her tight cunt. "Fuck me Barry, fuck me hard!!!!" she cried. Her cunt squeezed around the thrusting cock, grabbing at it, trying to hold the thick shaft inside her. Jane watched as her friend was being fucked hard, Barry's hips slamming against Shona's ass. Jane rubbed her fingers over Shona's swollen clit adding to her sensations. He pounded her cunt again and again, stretching her walls. Shona buried her face into Jane's wet pussy, tonguing and sucking on her lips. Jane's hips bucked against her mouth uncontrollably as another orgasm built inside her. Shona's juices were squirting out of her cunt, running down her thighs and into Jane's waiting mouth. Jane could feel Barry's cock rubbing against her nose as she sucked on Shona's clit, driving Shona even wilder. Jane wanted to suck Barry's cock again, before he shot his load inside her friend. She reached up, grabbing it as it slid out. Jane pulled on it, lifting her head to take the cum covered cock into her hungry mouth. Barry groaned loudly as Jane cleaned the hard rod of Shona's juices. Given a moment of pause, Shona went back to attacking Jane's luscious cunt, her tongue digging deep. Barry's cock throbbed inside Jane's hot mouth, rubbing deep down her throat. "Ooohhh ggddddd Jane... you are so fucking good!!!" Barry moaned as he felt his cock reaching its climax. Jane let go of the thick meat reluctantly, sliding it back into her friend's waiting cunt. Shona squealed as Barry pulled her hard against him, slamming his hips against her ass as his cock drove all the way into her convulsing cunt. Shona could no longer concentrate on Jane's pussy, losing all control of her body. She rammed her fingers deep into Jane's cunt, finger fucking her hard and fast as her orgasm reached its peak. "Oooohhhh ffuuuucckkkk... I'mmm cuuummminnnggggg!!!" Shona screamed, ramming her ass against Barry, driving his thick cock even deeper into her. Her plunging fingers sent Jane over the edge too, her hips bucking, fucking Shona's fingers. "Oooooohhh God, oooooooohhhhhh fuck!!" Jane groaned, her cunt squeezing Shona's fingers as her juices flooded her tunnel. Jane's cum squirted out as Shona rammed her fingers into her, covering her face with Jane's juices. Barry pounded against Shona's ass, thrusting again and again, his cock throbbing, jerking inside her tight, wet cunt. He groaned loudly as his body tensed, his cock becoming rock hard inside her cunt. Shona felt his tension, the rigidity before the release. She drove her hips back against him as her orgasm exploded inside her. She arched her back, rubbing her clit against his sliding cock. She came hard, her juices erupting out of her cunt. "Oooohhhh ffffuuucccckkkk!!!!!" she screamed, burying her face into Jane's soaked cunt. She felt a hot stream of cum shooting from Barry's hard cock, slamming against her walls. The heat of his cum sent her over the top again. Her body shuddered, cumming again and again, a series of explosions bursting inside her belly, racing down through her cunt. Her cunt filled with his cum, mixing with her own, overflowing the tight space. Barry kept fucking her, pounding his hips against her ass, forcing their cum out. His cock jerked and throbbed inside her, cumming again and again. The mixture of their passion oozed down her thighs, warming her. Jane flicked her tongue over the cascading cum, lapping and licking all she could. Barry fucked Shona for a few more minutes, his cock staying hard, but losing some of its rigidity. Finally, exhausted, he collapsed to the side, breathing hard. Shona stayed on top of Jane, her body trembling, shaking from the recent series of climaxes. She rested her head on Jane's tummy, kissing her friend. She couldn't move, her heart pounding against her chest. Trying to catch her breath, Shona just lay there, hugging Jane. After a few minutes, Barry wrapped his arms around Shona, pulling her to him. Jane slid up to them, sandwiching Barry between them. Nothing was said for several seconds, each basking in the afterglow of their passion, trying to regain their thoughts. They lay on the bed together, Barry's arm around each of his lovers, the girls resting their heads on his chest. The room smelled of sex and their bodies were covered with the sweat of their passions. Jane wrapped her leg around him, resting her head on her hand. Her breasts pressed against the Barry's side. They talked about tomorrow and things that they could do. It was decided that they would try to go to the top of the mountain, Barry had told them that the view was incredible. They slipped under the covers, keeping each other warm with their heat and drifted off to sleep. Before falling asleep, Barry decided that he could afford to spend a few more days with the Jane and Shona, after all, they were guests in his country and he needed to show them Southern hospitality. The Trip Ch. 05 The sunlight filtered through the shades of the bedroom window, giving the room a golden glow. Shona and Barry began to stir together. She opened her eyes, her face right up against Barry's. Shona smiled sweetly, kissing him gently on the lips. "Good morning, lover," she said softly, "I hope you slept well." Barry smiled back. He felt Jane snuggling against his back, slightly grinding her mound against his backside. Barry wrapped his arms around Shona, holding her tight, her firm breasts rubbing against his bare chest. "Mmmmmmmmmm," Shona moaned, putting one of her legs on top of Barry's, letting him press his thigh between hers. She looked longingly into his eyes, then kissed him, this time more deeply. Barry pressed his thigh harder against her pussy, rocking back and forth as their tongues whirled around inside her mouth. Barry was surprised at how quickly his cock sprang to life after the beating it had taken just a few hours ago. He slid his hand around Shona's arse, pulling her firmly against his pressing thigh. She moaned louder, rocking her hips harder against him. Shona was also surprised at her desires. The night before, she had fallen asleep more satisfied than she had since coming to the States a couple of months ago and now she was wanting more. From behind, Barry slipped his fingers into her already wet pussy as she rocked against his thigh. "Ooohhh God, Barry," Shona moaned, trying to keep her voice down so as not to wake her sleeping friend. Barry plunged his fingers deep into Shona's cunt, frigging her hard. All sense of foreplay was already lost, her body trembling, wanting to be fucked again. Barry slid his tongue down her neck, sucking on her sensitive breasts. He took her large, hard nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting the stiff piece of flesh. Holding Barry's head to her breasts, Shona was losing her composure quickly. She bucked her hips against his digging fingers, fucking his hand. "Ooohh fuck, I can't believe how quickly I'm cumming," she groaned, her eyes closed as the orgasm built from within. Shona rolled Barry onto his back, straddling his hips. Looking down at him, she grabbed his thick cock, rubbing it against her pussy. "I want you to fuck me now, Barry... I can't take any more of this." Shona slid the hard rod into her wet pussy, letting herself fall gently onto his hips. The thick cock split her lips, plunging deep into her tunnel. Reaching up, Barry groped and squeezed her firm, large breasts, toying with her poking nipples. "Gggdddd you are hot, Shona... I could fuck you all day," Barry said, thrusting his hips hard against her arse, driving his cock ever deeper into her. "What about me, Barry?" a voice said next to him. Barry kept thrusting, driving his cock in and out of Shona's tight cunt. He turned to his left, seeing Jane's beautiful, sweet face next to his. Talking in a staccato voice, Barry said, "That goes without saying, Jane." She kissed him, then rubbed her equally large tits in his face as he continued to pound away at Shona's quivering cunt. Jane rolled around, her legs on either side of Barry's face. She lowered her pussy onto his waiting mouth, her hands caressing her best friend's breasts. Jane and Shona kissed, or at least kissed as best they could considering the situation. Barry grabbed Jane's firm arse, pulling her pussy hard against his mouth, digging his tongue into her. Shona rocked her hips hard, rubbing her clit against the thick, hard shaft that was plunging into her cunt. All three were on the verge of cumming. Shona gripped Barry's cock with her pussy, adding to the sensations that both of them felt. Jane loved the feel of a talented tongue on her pussy and Barry was very talented. She rocked back and forth, fucking his mouth. Shona sucked on Jane's overly sensitive nipples, bringing her to the edge of her orgasm. Jane felt Barry's hands groping her arse, his thumb pressing against her tight hole. She jerked instinctively, then pressed her arse against his thumb, telling him that it was all right. Barry ate Jane's cunt hard, his tongue diving deep into her. He pressed his thumb against her arse, working it into her puckered rear hole. "Oooohhhhh ffuuuucckkkk", Jane screamed as the thumb slipped into her arsehole. Barry worked it around as she squirmed against his mouth and finger. Jane came hard and quickly, her body shaking wildly. Barry licked and sucked on her cunt, taking all he could, thrusting his cock harder into Shona. Shona had, by this time, worked herself into a frenzy, rocking and bouncing on Barry's thick cock. She ground her hips so that her clit rubbed hard against him. Hearing her friend come, Shona came too, her body convulsing uncontrollably. Her cunt gripped his cock, holding the thick tool deep inside her warm, wet pussy. Shona held onto Jane for support, her body shuddering from her climax. Jane kissed her neck, their breasts rubbing against each other. Shona held onto her friend, catching her breath, her pussy squeezing hard around Barry's wonderful cock. Barry sucked on Jane's cunt, tasting her juices as his hips kept thrusting his cock into Shona's tight cunt. He felt his body jerk, ready to let loose his seed. "Oooohhhhh Ggggdddddd," he groaned, his cock throbbing inside Shona. Shona slipped off his prick. The girls both opened their mouths, tonguing and sucking his hard cock, wanting to taste his cum. Jane engulfed his cock, tasting Shona's juices on Barry's shaft. The feel of Jane's hot mouth sent Barry over the edge. His hips bucked once, then twice. He came hard, shooting a thick stream of hot cum into Jane's waiting mouth. Jane swallowed the first load, then pulled her mouth away, stroking his cock with Shona. Barry came again and again, filling the air with his cum. It splattered on the beautiful girls' faces and breasts, their mouths open, trying to catch what little they could. Shona rubbed his cock over her face, sucking the cum that was still on his shaft. Jane wrapped her large, firm breasts around his cock, sliding up and down, tonguing the tip as it neared her mouth. Barry fell back, exhausted, watching the two sirens making love to his cock. Jane and Shona then kissed each other, licking his cum from each other's face and breasts, falling back onto the bed, laughing and cuddling each other. "Ooohh Gggdd, that was wild!" Barry laughed, still trying to catch his breath. The girls giggled, holding each other, lost in their feelings for each other. A few moments later, they cuddled on either side of Barry, rubbing their bodies against his. "Y'all are going to kill me!" he said laughing, "but what a way to go." Jane and Shona cuddled with Barry, drifting off to sleep for about an hour before getting up for the day. After a good breakfast and a quick shower, the trio looked through some brochures for something exciting to do. They decided to drive for several hours further west to another camp site where there was supposedly a beautiful waterfall and a stream for swimming. "This is so lovely," Jane said to Barry. "This is a beautiful country... and so big." Barry smiled, thinking of the time it had taken him to cross the continent and all the people he had met along the way. It was a warm day so Shona and Jane wore thin T-shirts. It was painfully obvious to Barry that neither of the girls was wearing a bra. Barry had a difficult time keeping his eyes on the road. With every bounce the camper took, he turned to watch the girl's large breasts bounce. Jane and Shona knew what he was doing and giggled, sometimes adding an extra jiggle to their bounce. After a few hours, Barry pulled the camper into the camp site and found a spot on the edge, away from the other caravans and campers. They readied a picnic lunch and headed out to the falls. Even though it was a little cool to Barry, Jane and Shona found the air warm, especially compared to home. They wore very short, tight hiking shorts as well as their T-shirts, each with a light jacket wrapped around their waists. Barry smiled as he noticed the other guys watching them as they walked past, their pert arses swaying to and fro. The waterfall was spectacular, three small streams converging, then fanning out to form a wide fall, the waterfall tumbling hundreds of feet to a small pool. The sunlight struck the mist, forming a multitude of rainbows. The three of them just stood there in silence, listening to the roar of the falls. The mist blew across the area, giving the lightly clothed girls a chill. They both snuggled against Barry who wrapped his arms around their shoulders, warming their arms. "That's incredible," Shona said softly, not wanting to disturb the moment. Jane and Barry nodded in agreement. Several minutes later, Jane said it was time to hike to the lake and have lunch along the way. After walking for an hour or so, they decided to eat lunch. Barry found a small group of trees a few hundred yards off the trail. Jane and Shona decided that they needed some sun on their white British skin. They stripped off their clothes, enjoying the warm sun on their flesh. "Barry, would you be a dear and put some lotion on my back?" Jane cooed, smiling at Barry. Barry smiled back, rubbing the lotion into her soft skin as she lay on her stomach, flattening her breasts to the sides. Barry's fingers slid along her sides, sending waves of electricity through her body. Barry then worked the lotion into her firm arse and down her thighs and legs. Jane melted into the ground, loving the touch of his hands on her bare body. "God, Barry, you are driving me wild without even trying," Jane laughed. Barry turned to Shona next, using his hands to bring her close to the edge, too. Barry ate his lunch, enjoying the view of the two naked young women as much as the majestic scenery. The heat began to have an effect the girls, their bodies twisting and squirming. Jane leaned over to Shona, kissing her gently on her cheek. Shona responded instantly, pulling Jane to her, kissing her deeply and passionately. Barry leaned against a tree in the shade, watching the scene unfold before him. Shona looked up at him, smiling, "Sorry, Barry... this one is for just Jane and me." Jane winked at Barry, then returned to Shona. Their hands caressed each other as their tongues darted in and out of each other's mouths. Barry could hear their moaning as they ground they bare pussies against each other. They knew exactly what each other loved, bringing each other to a quick climax. Barry made a note of what each girl liked, storing it away to be used later in the day. Shona pulled Jane on top of her into 69. They hungrily attacked each other, tonguing and licking each other's pussies. Barry wanted to join them so badly, but he sat there watching this incredible show. He rubbed his cock through his jeans as both girls began moaning louder. Their bodies shook and trembled as they brought each other to an orgasm together, both cumming hard into the other's waiting mouth. The exhausted girls lay still for several minutes, lying next to each other, their arms wrapped around each other. Barry could see the love they shared for each other, making it more erotic than just sex. "Did you enjoy that, Barry?" Jane asked, jokingly. "You know I did, Jane. Only one thing would have made it better... me joining in," Barry laughed. The girls smiled at their new friend. "You can later... I promise," Shona replied. They finished their lunch, then Jane and Shona dressed while Barry packed everything. "Let's go to the lake," Shona said, pulling her top on over her large breasts. Half an hour later, the three of them were at the lake. They walked around the area, meeting different people camping out. In a secluded spot, they met two couples from Indiana who had a large tent pitched on the beach with a warm fire going. The tent was actually two six-man tents connected to make a single larger one with two rooms and a connecting flap. "That's a nice tent there," Barry said to one of the guys. They began talking about the tent and other "manly" things. Barry discovered that their names were John and Mike and they were with Mike's wife and John's girlfriend, travelling around the West for a month. Barry watched as John's and Mike's heads turned as Shona and Jane walked past, their shorts tight around their arses. "DAMN," said Mike appreciatively, "did you see them?" John nodded, his eyes fixed on the firm bums of the two girls. Barry smiled, telling them that he'd been with them for the past few days. John and Mike teased Barry about his good fortune. Just then two other women walked by and began talking with Jane and Shona. One was tall and slender, the other shorter but still taller than Jane. "They're with us," Mike said, pointing out the taller one as his wife, Beth. Barry looked over her tight body. Beth was about 5'8" with 35 or 36C breasts. She was slender and carried herself very well. Terri, John's girlfriend was about 5'6" and was similar in shape and proportion to her friend. "Looks like y'all's situation isn't too bad, either," Barry laughed. "Well, it's not what you think, Barry. We have hinted about swapping but the girls haven't acted on it. We did get them to kiss each other, but that was about it, nothing more," John said dejectedly. The girls got along well, talking about camping and travelling, becoming fast friends. Later the conversation turned to sex. Jane told them that she and Shona were lovers as well as friends and that they had picked Barry up hitchhiking. Beth and Terri listened, at first shocked, then interested. "We have been together since high school," Jane explained. "We've shared everything. Our bodies, our boyfriends and even the guys we've picked up." Shona looked at the two other women, noticing their looks, "It's not like we pick up any strange guy, we're...." "Oh no," interjected Terri, "I wasn't thinking that at all. I was just wishing that I had the nerve to do that. I hate to admit it, but I have only been with six different guys before and Beth has been with about the same, I guess." Beth nodded her head, holding up eight fingers. "I have always wanted to be more free in my sexuality, I just haven't had the courage." "Me neither," said Beth, "you and Jane just seem so free and happy, enjoying all that there is." Shona smiled at Beth, then turned to Jane, kissing her gently on her cheek. "Yes, we have enjoyed ourselves," Shona replied. She took Beth's hand in hers, "It's never too late to start, Beth." Beth felt her heart begin to pound against her chest. She had never been with another woman before, rejecting the one close friend who had approached her once. She let Shona caress her hand, feeling the soft touch on her fingers. "I-I-I'm not sure what to do," Beth said, hesitantly. "Don't worry, Beth, you will," Shona said smiling. Terri watched in amazement as her friend was about to be seduced right in front of her. Jane called to the guys, telling Barry to pick up the camper and bring it back to the lake and that they were going to stay where they were for the night. Barry turned to Mike and John, "Tonight might be your lucky night, guys," he said. The two men looked at Barry inquisitively. Barry just smiled as he got into their car to make the forty minute round trip up the mountain. As soon as they left, the four women hurried back to the tent. Once inside, Shona took Beth by her hands, pulling her gently towards her. She kissed Beth softly on her lips, letting them linger there for a moment. Beth's breathing deepened. She could feel Shona's breasts pressing against hers, the first time she ever noticed the feel of another woman's breasts. Shona kissed her again, this time with a little more passion, her tongue sliding along Beth's lips. Beth opened her mouth slightly, letting Shona slip her tongue into her mouth. Beth moaned softly, feeling a sensation she had never felt before. Jane slid behind Terri, resting her hands on Terri's hips. Terri could feel Jane's warm breath on her neck. Terri, though, was spellbound by the sight of her friend kissing another woman. She had always thought it disgusting, but seeing it here was affecting her differently. She was becoming aroused, her pussy becoming very wet. Jane slipped her hands around Terri's waist, kissing the back of her neck. Terri moaned softly, leaning her head against Jane's. She jumped when Jane cupped one of her firm breasts, but quickly made herself relax. She loved the tender way Jane caressed her, much different from John and the other men she had been with. Shona pulled Beth to the floor of the tent, kissing her deeply, their tongues playing together. "You are so beautiful and so sexy," Shona whispered to Beth, her hands sliding up and down her new friend's sides. Shona put Beth at ease, making her feel loved and longed for. Shona pulled Beth's top off, sliding her tongue into her soft cleavage, kissing and sucking on her flesh. Beth moaned louder, pulling Shona's head tight into her breasts. Jane was caressing Terri's breasts, sliding one hand under her top. Terri bit her lower lip, closing her eyes as Jane toyed with her breasts, rubbing her mound against Terri's arse. Jane turned Terri around. Looking into her eyes, she pulled Terri to her, kissing her passionately on the lips, their tongues whirling together. Jane took Terri's hand, sliding it up to her large breasts. Terri had never felt another woman's breasts before, but she wanted to feel Jane's. Jane smiled to herself, noticing that Terri was like a guy feeling her up for the first time, just squeezing to be squeezing. Jane placed her hands on Terri's, caressing her breasts more gently. Looking into Jane's eyes, Terri smiled, realising her novice mistake. She began caressing and groping Jane's breasts as she would have wanted her own to be handled. Jane closed her eyes, moaning with pleasure as Terri fondled her breasts with increasing skill. Shona had Beth's bra off, her tongue circling Beth's large, dark aureole. Beth had beautifully shaped breasts, full and round with large erect nipples. Shona loved sucking on her nipples, giving this young woman so much pleasure. "Ooohh Gggddd, Shona, that feels wonderful," Beth moaned, her fingers combing through Shona's long hair. Shona didn't want to rush things, letting the passion take its own course. She slid her hand down Beth's tummy, cupping her hand over her mound. Beth instinctively lifted her hips, pressing her pussy against Shona's hand. Moaning softly, Beth thrust her hips against Shona's hand again and again, wanting to feel Shona's fingers inside her. Shona was able to slip her fingers up the legs of the shorts, rubbing her fingers against Beth's wet knickers. Beth moaned with pleasure as Shona pulled the knickers to the side and slipped a finger into her wet pussy. "Ooohhh Gggddddd, Shona... yyeeeessssss," Beth groaned, her hips bucking against Shona's finger. "This is wonderful." Shona loved being with a woman on her first time. They always seem so surprised at how wonderful and exciting it is to be with another woman. She slipped a second finger into Beth, bringing her closer to her orgasm. If Beth could hardly believe what was happening, Terri was totally amazed. It is one thing to be seduced as Beth was, it was entirely different to be the aggressor and Terri was being just that. She was stunned at how mush she loved playing with Jane's breasts. It was like a child in a sweet shop for the first time. Terri was tonguing, sucking and kissing Jane's large breasts, wanting to taste and feel them every way she could. Jane was loving it. She loved having her breasts groped, often able to cum just from that alone. Jane saw Shona fingering Beth and knew that Terri needed to be taken like that too. The Trip Ch. 05 She had just announced it. No asking what I thought, no how do you feel about it, nothing. It was a simple fact, she was going to fuck him. It irritated me, but she was right, I was in no position to say anything. She had trapped me. Well, ok, I had trapped myself. But one thing was clear, my long time fantasy was going to become reality, whether I wanted it to or not. That was an interesting thought. What did I want? I had wondered for years. Well, no use crying over spilt milk or more accurately, spilt sperm. She had me. Since I had fucked Julie, she was going to fuck Jonathon and I was going to accept it. That much was plain. I was going to find out whether or not the reality was as exciting as the fantasy. "Have you told him yet," I wondered. "No, that's part of the fun. Jonathon has pursued me all week. He has told me two or three times a day how much he wants to fuck me. I am going to tease him until the last possible minute." "Does everyone know?" "Of course, they helped plan it. Amy has had a great time plotting this. Julie loved the idea of course. I think Sara has really gotten into it too." "How about the other guys?" "I am sure their wives have told them by now. But, everyone knows that I get to tell Jonathon so no one will spoil my surprise." I was still reeling a bit, but the plot was beginning to come together for me. "So that is why you chose Richard last night. You were teasing Jonathon." "See how smart you are. I loved the look on his face when I walked up to Richard. He watched Richard undress me and then play with me. I had an orgasm while Richard's hands were in my pussy, but I was looking at Jonathon." I hadn't seen that she had come before climbing on the table. Sara was pretty distracting. "So, what do you plan to do?" "For starters, we are going to the beach, just like always." Oh great, all day on the beach with them knowing MrsAE was going to fuck Jonathon. "Then, dinner and dancing. When the time is right, I'll tell him." "You are really enjoying this aren't you?" "As the man used to say on television, 'I love it when a plan comes together.' You men are so easy. Oh, by the way, there is one more thing." "What else could there be?" "Well, Jonathon and Amy have a rule that they must always be together when they swing. They never do it separately" "So that means . . ." "That means you and Amy have to be there in the room with us. You have to watch us." "Amy and I are supposed to just sit and watch?" "Well, not exactly. Amy suggested that we agree to let her and Jonathon guide us through the process, kind of like last night. She thinks we should just go with what they suggest" "Do I have a choice?" "Not really." With that, she was off to the bathroom. When she returned, she pulled me to the bed. "It's going to be all right," she promised. "Just wait and see." She turned on her side and snuggled her naked ass against my dick. As you can imagine, I slept fitfully. The next day, she wore only the robe again, as we headed to lunch and then the beach. I dreaded facing the other guys. Richard and I had not spoken since I fucked Julie the night before. And, now he and Ken both probably knew that MrsAE was going to fuck Jonathon. We didn't see any of our new friends for a couple of hours. Evidently, everyone had slept in. I could only imagine what conversations Julie and Richard might be having. Finally, Jonathon and Amy showed up. Amy gave me a knowing smile. Yeah, I know, all women think men are easy. Jonathon had no idea what was in store for him, and I certainly wasn't going to inform him. Amy sat by me and began to talk. "You ok?" "Oh yeah, just fine. I can't believe you set me up like that." "Come on now, you aren't mad are you? It wasn't a bad deal, you did get to fuck Julie." "Yeah, but I didn't know what the consequences were going to be." "Do you really think you can fuck someone with no emotional outcomes?" "Well, I used to." "Pretty immature and naive, don't you think." Ok, ok, so I was pouting. I was still having trouble adjusting to the reality that my wife was going to fuck this man. Yeah, I know, I wasn't being fair. After all, I could have said no to Julie. (Oh, yeah, like I could have really turned her down.) And, who knows, maybe the reality would be as great as the fantasy. It certainly was in all the stories I had read. "It takes some getting used to." I replied. "I promise you will love it." She then spent a few minutes telling me in some detail how much fun we were going to have. My dick began to rouse, and I decided maybe she was right. Since I had no choice, I might as well enjoy myself. She also suggested that we watch MrsAE and Jonathon to see when and how she would tell him. Julie and Richard joined us soon after. Julie plopped her naked ass in my lap, kissed me full on the lips and wiggled against my dick. The woman never gave up. "I loved having you inside me last night. I want to do it again." Richard was grinning from ear to ear. Apparently he loved the experience. "It was great watching you two together last night, he assured me. " It was a fantasy come true." In a softer voice, he added, "I hear your fantasy is going to come true tonight." "Yeah, so it seems." Everyone knew. Julie continued to wiggle against me. All this talk about MrsAE and Jonathon coupled with her naked ass were causing my doubts to be overcome by my libido. Richard watched Julie teasing me. "Don't worry. You will be surprised how easily you can move from fantasy to reality." At least he wasn't mad. Ken and Amy also joined us. Sara, like the other women, had that "gotcha" look in her eye. She hugged and kissed me. "I really enjoyed playing with you last night," she whispered. "Ken loved it too." Ken did seem a bit envious. "She was so hot last night," he confided. " Maybe one day I will get to watch her fucking someone else too." So, the guys were all in on the secret. Before I was ready, it was time to dress for dinner. Jonathon knew that tomorrow was our last day. He had pursued MrsAE all day long and she had teased him to the point of frustration. Naked, she stretched, sat cross-legged, bent over in front of him and hugged him, rubbing her big tits on his chest and back. She was as merciless as Julie. I was beginning to enjoy her game. At least twice that I noticed, he developed an erection from her torture. And, when Jonathon got an erection, everyone on the beach knew it. As we left the room, she asked, "Are you ready." "Yeah, I think so. In fact, I'm kind of looking forward to this evening." She hugged and kissed me. "Honey, this is a one time thing. I promise you, it will never happen again." Yeah, well, a lot of things I thought would never happen had happened this week. Dinner passed and, as usual, we left for the disco. Things seemed normal, well, normal for this week. We played. Jonathon was relentless in his pursuit of MrsAE. Tonight was his last chance. He monopolized her. Hardly allowing her time to dance with the other husbands. For her part, she continued to tease him. His hands were all over her. He touched every part of her body, over and under her clothes. She fondled him openly. I was getting excited. We had been there just more than an hour. I was watching them dance a slow number. Her skirt was bunched at her waist and both his hands were squeezing her naked ass. He was whispering in her ear. Suddenly, he stopped moving and pulled away from her, a shocked look in his eyes. They spoke briefly. He then smiled, took her hand and started toward the table. He said something to Amy and didn't even stop. MrsAE flashed me a big grin as he led her to the door. Amy stood, took me by the hand and said, "It's time." and we followed them. Our friends applauded as we left. As we entered the lobby, MrsAE and Jonathon were nowhere in sight. The butterflies were having a major New Year's Eve blowout in my stomach. Amy led me down the hall toward their room. When we reached the door, she stopped and took me in her arms and kissed me. "It will be ok, I promise. You are going to love this." When we walked through the door, MrsAE was already naked. Jonathon, still fully clothed, was standing behind her, one hand between her legs and one on her tits. Her head was thrown back against his shoulder and she was watching his hands on her in the mirror. Amy began to undress me. I could not stop watching them. She seemed lost in the moment. I am not sure she knew we were in the room. He pulled and pinched her nipples. She moaned. He pushed his hand farther between her legs, and she moved them to give him access to her sex. Once I was naked, Amy undressed. She was round, like MrsAE. Full breasts and ass. Her mons was completely shaved. She pushed me to the king size bed. As I lay down, Jonathon brought MrsAE to lie beside me. MrsAE rolled to me and we kissed. She took my dick in her hand and began to stroke it. She spread her legs as I pushed my hand between them. She whispered, "Just this one time, I promise." I mustered my courage and told her to enjoy herself. Amy sat beside me and began to stroke me as well. Jonathon, now naked, sat by my wife. MrsAE turned to him. Again, they kissed as he caressed her. Amy whispered in my ear, "Lie back and relax." With that she began to kiss my chest. She moved lower. Jonathon was doing the same to MrsAE. He lingered over her breasts, his hand busy with her pussy. Like mirror images, they moved between our legs. MrsAE looked at me dreamily and took my hand. Amy began sucking my cock. Jonathon was eating MrsAE. Amy was wonderful. Obviously, Jonathon was, as well. MrsAE began to writhe. She held my hand tightly as she lifted her hips to his tongue. His hands came up her body to find her tits. Another indescribable sensation took me. We were both being treated to world-class oral sex, lying side by side on the bed. It was better than fantasy. MrsAE came, loudly. Jonathon continued his ministrations. Amy was deep throating me, squeezing my balls, and had a finger up my ass. I wondered if Jonathon was fingering MrsAE. The experience was so powerful that I shot my load in Amy's mouth as MrsAE came a second time. Amy continued licking and sucking me, cleaning me. Jonathon moved to MrsAE's thighs and then her stomach. He was giving her time to rest. Amy suggested in a whisper that she and I move to the couch. We got up. She sat next to me, legs spread, and I pushed two fingers into her wet pussy. We watched our spouses as they cuddled, fully naked, on the bed. Jonathon was playing with MrsAE's breasts and talking to her softly. I was still semi-hard, and Amy began to stroke me again. "Watch them," she instructed. Jonathon and MrsAE began to kiss. His hands, once again, moved between her legs. She spread them apart to allow him full access. I could see his fingers moving in and out of her. She slipped from his arms and began to kiss his shoulders and chest. I knew what came next. She began with the inside of his thighs. She then rose up on her knees and started stroking his cock. Fondling his balls. She bent to him. First, she sucked his balls. Next, she kissed and licked his huge cock. Her ass was high in the air. Finally, she began to take him in her mouth. She couldn't take all of him, but she tried. I watched that pole sliding in and out of her mouth. My breath came in gasps. Amy continued to stroke me, but my hand had stopped moving. I could think of nothing save the couple on the bed. Jonathon's head was back on the pillows, soft words of encouragement escaping from his lips. He had lusted after her for days. Now, she was his. MrsAE rose from sucking him and moved up his body. They kissed as she positioned herself. Rising up she grasped his cock and guided it to her engorged lips. I knew she was wet, ready. She turned to look at me, wanting to be sure I was watching. She knew I would want to see him enter her for the first time. Their position was perfect, I could see everything. Her holding his huge tool, hard and swollen. Just above his cock, her open and waiting pussy. That great ass of hers. Her legs spread wide, her opening hidden by her hand on his dck. MrsAE settled slightly. The head of his cock was in position. She glanced at me again. Though no words were spoken, her look said, "Here goes," and she began to move lower, all the time staring into my eyes. Jonathon's hands were on her ass, supporting her. Helping her to pace his entrance. First, just the head disappeared into her pussy. That pussy that only I had touched for more than 15 years. I held my breath. She turned to face him. Her ass rose once, twice, then a third time. And, he was completely inside her. He lay still, allowing her to adjust to his size. She moved up, down, and around. As she fucked him, I could see her juices on his dick. He squeezed her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples. She was making sounds, familiar sounds, but different. It didn't seem real. My pulse was racing, pounding in my ears. This man was fucking my wife. She leaned forward to rub her nipples on his chest. I knew that meant she was close and wanted to rub her clit against his pubic bone. She wanted to come on his dick. Her legs began to slide up and down beside him. Her ass wiggled obscenely, his hands spreading her cheeks. I watched as she worked toward her climax. She moved faster and faster. And, as I had expected, she came. She came hard, loud, and long. Her head thrown back, I could not see her face, but I knew the expression that was there. With his dick still in her, she rested against his chest. It was an amazing sight. Seeing her come was everything I had hoped. It seemed longer, but it could only have been a couple of minutes, when she began to move again. Sliding up and down on him, moving her hips round and round. MrsAE loves the feel of a hard dick in her after she comes. Again, I knew what was next. She spoke to him, words she had spoken so many times to me. "Your turn now. How do you want me?" He rolled her over onto her back. As she lay there he examined her closely. Her face, her breasts, her out-stretched legs, her open pussy, with its red, swollen lips, the wetness flowing between. He moved on top. His arms went between and beneath her thighs, lifting them almost to his shoulders. He paused to kiss her pussy, and then kissed her mouth, so that she might taste herself. Then, he positioned that piston, that pole, that dick.. He moved himself slowly up and down her slit. Teasing her like she had teased him. She spoke to him again, "Come on Jonathon, I want you to enjoy yourself. Enjoy me. Fuck me." When he entered her she moaned again. He moved slowly, once more allowing her to adjust to his length and girth. He moved against her, taking his time, relishing being inside her. They were looking into each other's eyes. MrsAE stroked his back, his ass. His pace quickened. As she often does, she reached beneath them and began to stroke his balls with her fingernails. He stopped, enjoying the sensation. As she grabbed his balls, pulling them away from his body, she began to move her hips. "Come for me. Come inside me." He thrust himself into her. His back arched, he trembled and pumped his seed deep into her wetness. She continued to move against him, until his climax was complete. They rested. I have often thought, in my fantasies, that watching MrsAE lingering in the afterglow with another man who had just fucked her would be the sexiest part of such an experience. I was right. He rolled to her side and embraced her, whispering to her. She lay, legs spread, breasts heaving. She snuggled to him, and looked at me. His come dripped slowly from her pussy and puddled on the bed. Amy rose from the couch. She sat on the bed and began to run her hands over their bodies. I followed her lead. Amy began to lick MrsAE's juices from Jonathon's cock, kneeling, her ass raised. Amy lifted her head and spoke to me, "I haven't come yet, take me from behind while I suck Jonathon." Watching MrsAE fuck Jonathon had left me hard and throbbing. I didn't have to be asked twice. As I entered her, I watched her sucking Jonathon. He was still embracing MrsAE, rubbing his hands over her tits and between her legs. Amy reached one hand between her legs to fondle my cock and balls. She then stroked her own clit. Her ass began to move. Yet another time this week, I was experiencing something that I had only dreamed of. Amy rocked back against my every thrust, we quickly developed a rhythm. Jonathon's cock never left her mouth. MrsAE looked into my eyes. I could feel her encouraging me. Amy and I came, almost together, her movements and cries sending me over the edge. I held myself against her ass and emptied my balls into her as she finished her orgasm. Amy lay on the bed, and lying beside her, I wrapped my arms around her. Taking her breast in my hand. She pressed her ass against my softening dick. Not knowing what to say, I kept silent. It was MrsAE who spoke. "I'm hungry," she announced and rose from the bed. Jonathon, taken by surprise, held her arm and said, "Not yet, please." But, MrsAE was finished. I could see it in her eyes. She had experienced what she wanted and it was time to move on. She is, you will remember, the perfect Gemini. We dressed and went to search for something to eat. The Trip Ch. 05 Kim and Brian had made love three times that night, each time on the middle of his living room floor. They were both still there, lying next to each other. Brian was fast asleep, laying on his stomach with his hands overlapping beneath his head. Kim, on the other hand, was wide awake. She looked down at Brian's naked, sleeping body and smiled. She kissed him on the forehead and as quickly and as carefully as she could, pulled her arms from around him, trying not to wake him. She gathered up her strewn clothes, got dressed and quietly walked out the door. As soon as the lock on the door clicked, Brian's eyes blinked open. He stared up at the shadow of the fireplace mantel in front of him. There was really no point in trying to stop her, he'd thought. Kim pretty much did whatever the hell she wanted to do and if she had made up her mind to leave, no amount of coaxing from him would have changed that. So, he lay there, motionless and said nothing as he listened to her dress and make her quiet escape. As he heard her footsteps in the hall trail off into the distance, he let out a long, deep sigh and closed his eyes again. **** The next morning, back in Los Angeles, Rachael was just heading out the door of her lavish Los Angeles apartment. Chloe had already headed off for work and had left a quick breakfast of eggs and bacon in the microwave for Rachael. She ate a few strips of the bacon, quickly made some toast and hustled out the front door. Rachael was fumbling with her keys with the slice of toast in her mouth when she pushed through the building's front doors and stepped outside. Several people were walking in and glancing behind them. Some looked troubled and still others looked amused. Rachael saw it but paid little attention. She glanced down at her watch and proceeded to walk, double time, toward her car. She had gotten no closer than twenty feet from her assigned parking space when she stopped, dumbfounded. Her mouth fell open and her jellied toast splattered to the ground as she stared at what was in front of her. A couple walked past her, looking back and shaking their heads in disgust. Rachael could hardly breathe. Her black Mercedes was sitting on slashed tires in the parking lot with the word BITCH spray painted in red all over it. She stopped and looked around for Ellis, wondering if he was nearby. He had been the one who did this, no doubt, and she didn't want him to jump her by surprise. When she saw no one around, she dropped her purse and slowly walked up to her car. As she did, she noticed long, continuous scratch marks circling the entire body. Rachael's hands started to tremble with anger as she reached out and touched the scratches with her fingers. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself. She walked over to grab her purse from the ground and ran back inside her apartment. **** Moments later, when Kim got the call from Rachael, she went into hysterics. "Oh my God, Rachael, oh my God," she mumbled over and over again as she sat rocking on her hotel room bed. "What is he doing?" "Don't come back to LA, Kim." Rachael demanded. "Not until this is all over. He doesn't know where you are and as long as he doesn't, you'll be safe." "What about you? What if he tries to hurt you, Rach?" "I can take care of myself." She said, thinking about the Glock-17 handgun she had tucked away in a hat box in the back of her closet. "That man isn't crazy enough to try to mess with me personally. He might wreck my car, but he doesn't have the guts to come to me face to face." She thought about the numerous shouting matches the two of them had gotten into over the years. Rachael was no push over and she could always stand her ground. Ellis realized she was much different from Kim in that respect and he, for the most part, left her alone. "He learned that a long time ago," she added. "Stay in San Francisco for now, and keep talking with Eric Jeffries. Maybe he can help straighten out some of this mess." The thought of Eric Jeffries made her ill, but Kim kept their secret business quiet from Rachael. She knew this new turn of events would mean another trip to his house and yet another naked romp on his office couch. She didn't care anymore. If that's what she had to do, so be it. In her eyes it was worth it to keep Rachael and herself safe. "I'll stop by tomorrow and see if he can take me," she said. Her ironic choice of words made her stomach turn. "Okay, keep me posted." Rachael hung up the phone. All Kim could think about at that moment was Brian. He was the safest thing in her life she could think of, and right now, she needed that more than ever. **** That night Brian was laying in his bed with Kim sitting on top of him with his fingers precariously wandering beneath her shirt. Their kisses making soft smacking noises as their lips connected. Brian's lips devoured hers and a deep guttural moan escaped his throat. His hands unconsciously went to her head, pushing her lips even further into his as though it were possible. Brian's tongue was taking up residence in Kim's mouth and the area between his legs was searching for a new home as well. Kim felt the sensation of Brian's cool fingers inching up the front underside of her blouse. His left hand found her right breast and mauled it relentlessly. Kim's lips locked onto Brian's mouth at the touch of his hands, she, barely able to breathe. She moaned as he reached under the thin fabric of her bra and tweaked the velvety brown nipple between his fingers. The gesture sent a spark through her entire body. Kim felt her breasts break free of their restraints when Brian's wandering hands found the fastener located between her breasts. They were full and becoming extremely sensitive to Brian's caresses. He grabbed one breast in each hand and mauled them like bakery dough. The feeling of Brian's raging erection startled Kim and brought her back to reality. She jumped and broke her kiss from Brian's lips. She thought of how she'd have to meet with Eric Jeffries tomorrow and how she began to loathe the feel of a man inside her. The idea made her sit back on Brian's lap as his lips automatically tried to follow. He sat forward, his lips reaching for hers. When they could no longer find them, he opened his eyes to find Kim looking at him with a pained expression on her face. Her big brown eyes spoke the volumes her lips could not. "What's wrong?" Brian said, his eyes sparkling in the dim light. "I can't. I can't do this Brian," she whispered trying to control her erratic breathing. "Why not?" His sexy voice barely audible as he stared into her eyes while he played with her nipples, hoping the lustful feeling it generated would bring her lips back to his. He let his tongue rest at the corner of his mouth, his eyes dark with desire. Kim gasped at each tweak of his glorious fingers and found it that much more difficult to pull away. "You like that?" Brian's lips formed a devilish smile. Kim's only response was the arch of her back and the closing of her eyes. She fell forward onto Brian, her chin resting on his shoulders. Her mouth was settled right next to Brian's ear and her bated breath told him all he needed to know. "Tell me what you like. You know I'll do anything you ask me to. Tell me what makes you feel good, baby," Brian whispered while kissing the underside of her neck. Kim finally sat up, looked him in the eye and quickly pulled his hands from beneath her blouse. She fastened her brazier and pulled her shirt back down over her stomach. "Oh, don't do this now...Jesus," he said reaching for her hands as she yanked them from his. Exasperated, he buried his face into her neck in broken disappointment. The painful ache in his groin was more than he could stand. He spread his arms and rested his head backwards onto the bed's pillow cushions and let out a deep sigh. "It's like you do a complete one-eighty with me. One night you're warm and affectionate, the next you're as cold as ice. I don't even know what to think anymore." Kim's eyes began to swell. "I should go," she said getting up from his lap. Brian grabbed her arm and pulled her back down. She landed hard on his erection and it made them both jump. "No. Stay here with me tonight." His hands caressed her firm buttocks creating a gentle, swaying motion on his pelvis. "Don't leave like you did last time." He ran his hands down the side of her arms. "I want to wake up in the morning with you next to me. I want the first thing I do tomorrow to be making love to you," he whispered. "Brian," Kim said, shaking her head. "What?" "I love your words. I love how you talk to me." She looked down at her hands. "But, I'm afraid that they're just that. Only words." She looked back up at Brian as her tongue raced across her lips. Brian looked at her and braced her arms just above the elbows. "I've been down this road before and at the beginning it's always paved with gold and flowers, but in the end it's always the same. It just isn't worth it." "What are you talking about?" "Relationships, Brian!" She yelled, jerking her arms from his hands again. "It's all bullshit and there's no way in the world I'm going to fall for it again. It only ends in misery." The comprehension of her words suddenly eclipsed in Brian's head. Something had happened to her in the past that made her distrustful of relationships, maybe even men in general. He saw it in her eyes every time he looked at her. He had mistaken it for coyness or even teasing before, but now he could see things clearly. That was pain in her eyes. And probably a lot more than he could ever imagine. "Kim? Your last boyfriend...did he hurt you?" Kim's eyes darted across the room. They looked everywhere but at Brian. "He did, didn't he?" A vein suddenly throbbed in his forehead and his lips pursed. His entire face flushed in an instant. "What did he do to you?" His words were terse as he tried to speak through clenched teeth. "It doesn't matter, Brian," She said shaking her head again. "It never does." She stood up from his lap sat on the bed with her face in her hands. He rolled over and stroked her leg. "I'll make you forget all about him if you let me." "Don't you see, Brian? I don't want to forget. I need to remember that—" She stopped to find the words, then began again. "I need to remember that the only person in the world I can trust is myself. If I ever forget that, Brian, I'm opening myself up the nightmare again. And not you, or anyone else in the world is worth that." Brian sat up on his knees and grabbed her by the hands. "Okay," he said, nodding. "Then is it all right if I make you forget him for just a little while?" Kim looked down at her hands in his. Brian released them, grabbed her chin and lifted her eyes to his. He could see the pools forming in them. Brian thought hard about what Kim had gone through. The idea of a man hurting her made him want to choke the last breath out of him. What kind of fucked up guy was her last boyfriend? And why the hell would she have stayed with him? Brian didn't want to think about it anymore, all he wanted to do was spend the night re-exploring every inch of Kim's body. He laid her on her back in the center of the bed. The flood lights from the open blinds was all the light there was. It wasn't much, but it was enough to be able to see everything he needed to see and more. Brian ran his hand up her thigh and let it slip right under her blouse on their way up toward her bosom. His hands coolly glided over her flat stomach and up again between the clasp positioned between her breasts. For the second time tonight, he released it and her breasts were liberated, once again from their cloth prison. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse and let the opening fall to either side of her body. He let out an involuntary moan and let his fingers explore her silky brown bosom with fervor. While his lips were busy with Kim's top, his hands were having their own fun trying to free her hips from her pants. Brian grabbed at the sides on top of her hips and yanked them down to her thighs. His fingers immediately found themselves between the fleshy folds of her mound. His thumb rubbing her clit while his index and middle fingers slipped inside her. Kim gasped at their entry and gyrated her hips against Brian's hand. He let his mouth move from her delicate breasts sluggishly down her body. His mouth and tongue replaced his fingers between her legs. Kim's hands pushed down on his curly brown hair and wrapped her legs around his back. She rocked her body underneath his, feeling herself get closer and closer to that climactic precipice her body ached for. Then the waves hit. Brian held her hips tight with his hands as her body fell over the edge with lust. As soon as the commotion subsided, he couldn't stand it any longer. He had to have this woman and could think of nothing else but being inside of her. He quickly sat up between her thighs and rested her legs on his shoulders preparing himself for entry into her slick hole. He adjusted his body on his knees and leaned forward toward Kim. Her eyes were closed and sweat glistened on her breasts. She was biting her bottom lip in preparation of his entry into her swollen and aching pussy. Brian grabbed her hips and pulled them down toward his body. Kim's body slid from its former spot, her hair leaving a trail of long, black locks in their path. Brian carefully let the tip of his cock lay on the opening between Kim's thighs that was already wet with her orgasmic juices. The slickness made his manhood slide upwards accidentally rubbing over her clit. Kim squeaked with pleasure and Brian groaned in return. His hips guided his cock back down toward her opening as he gently pushed it in past her outer lips. He stopped. Reveling in the contrast of the intense heat the head of his cock was engulfed in as opposed to the rest of the shaft. Brian shuddered, then pushed on. With Kim's legs still resting on either of his shoulders, Brian again grabbed her at the hips and pulled her toward him as far as her body would go. Kim gasped. He was so deep inside her hot, tight hole he could swear that it was what heaven felt like. His hips started their natural, animalistic thrust into her womb slowly at first. Her hips met his with every push. Kim's hands fondled her breasts as her head swayed uncontrollably from side to side. Soft unrecognizable mumbles escaped her lips. The dim light from the window fell on Kim's body like the moonlight on a lake. She looked more beautiful now than ever, he thought. Her soft, supple, aroused body enjoying every ounce of pleasure it was receiving. The wet sounds of his entry and withdrawal were their aphrodisiac. Brian's deep sighs of pleasure began to intensify right along with Kim's. Brian removed her legs from his shoulders and let his body lay on top of hers with her legs spread wide beneath him. His hands lay on either side of her waist supporting his weight as he pumped his hips between her thighs. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead and began to drip down his neck and chest. Kim wrapped her legs around his waist, the heels of her feet digging into his buttocks. Brian's tongue licked the outside of Kim's thick lips as she pursed them trying to receive his tongue in her mouth. He wouldn't surrender to its capture, but simply teased at her mouth with soft open mouthed kisses and quick and deliberate darts of his tongue. Brian's thrusts increased in both speed and intensity. Kim's hands wrapped themselves around his waist trying to hold his body tight against her clit as she felt another orgasm coming on. At that moment, Brian quickly withdrew from her hot furnace and sat in front of her, his stiff, glistening cock standing out in front of him like a sword. He pushed her legs open wider spreading them out across the bed. Holding them down, he used his hips to slowly push his cock back inside of her as deep as it would go, then, just as slowly, withdraw himself completely again. Kim moaned at his entry and gasped at his withdrawal. He did this over and over until Kim finally grabbed him at the waist, pushed him insider her and held him there. They both moaned at his re-entry, his half thrusts excruciatingly slow and deliberate again. Kim unconsciously reached down and played with her clit. The feel of Brian's strong, hard cock stroking in and out of her while her fingers did a dance with her love button sent Kim over the edge. Her back arched as her body tried in vain to lift itself from the bed. Brian, still on top of her thrusting in and out felt the throes of Kim's orgasm and it made his balls tighten releasing the velvety white liquid from his cock. Brian's orgasm came hard and his ejaculatory thrusts lasted for minutes after the initial one. He could feel the juices spill from between Kim's thighs as his cock softened and slowly began to withdraw from its carnal heaven. After their heart rates returned to normal, Brian looked down at Kim and smiled. "I feel so used," he said covering his face in his hands in mock embarrassment. "Oh, you have no idea what used is," she said turning only her torso around to look up at him. Brian laughed. As she heard the words descend from her mouth she thought about what it really meant. She had spent the last four years of her life being used and found nothing funny about a single moment of it. She looked at Brian's glazed eyes and smiling face and thought how good it must be to be free of the shackles of fear. To not constantly have to look over your shoulder, or wonder if the next corner you turn will run you right into the face of evil. To live her life without the thought of harm on a daily basis seemed like heaven to her. To Kim, Brian was the equivalent of heaven, personified. Brian lifted his body from Kim's and sat up against the headboard. He was staring at Kim's glorious body when he noticed a small trickle of cum slowly dripping from her inner left thigh. He thought his cock must have still been covered with it after he pulled out of her and it brushed against her limb. Brian swept the white, milky film from her smooth mahogany leg with his finger and placed it at her mouth. Kim opened it and suckled his finger like a baby at its mother's breast. Brian grunted as he felt that familiar tingle in his sack again. **** Early that next afternoon, Brian had stopped by Kim's hotel to take her out for a quick lunch before heading back to work. Kim had slept over at his place last night and, as promised, they'd made love that morning before he went off to work and Kim went back to her hotel. But just as he was about to pull up into the hotel parking ramp, he saw Kim's blue Corolla pulling out. Curious as to where she was going, he followed her. He was sure she'd spotted him a few times on the road, but whenever he blew his horn to try to get her attention, he was ignored. There was obviously something weighing heavy on her mind as she drove to her destination almost as though she were on autopilot. Brian had followed Kim, remarkably undetected all the way to Eric's house. He stopped his car a block from the street where Kim had parked her Corolla. He put his SUV in park and watched her walk up the door as an older, balding man greeted her and invited her inside. After a few minutes had passed, Brian's curiosity had gotten the better of him. He walked up to the house and stood in front of the large ivory door. He wondered if he should ring the doorbell, but figured he would have a lot of explaining to do if he'd done that. He peeked inside the massive picture window in front and looked in. There was nothing there but a long, spiraling staircase and a few doors. He heard voices coming from inside and quickly ran around to the side of the house to their source. The Trip Ch. 05 Inside, Eric was stripping out of his clothes and Kim was already on all fours on the black leather couch, completely naked. Eric was priming his meat with his hand staring intensely at the beautiful view in front of him. He slipped two fingers into her pussy, fingering her while still pumping away at his cock with the other hand. Brian looked around at all the windows on the side of the house and tried to find the one he thought he'd heard the voices coming from. But the voices had gone quiet just as quickly as they had started. Just as he was about to give up and head back to work, he heard something again. Not voices this time, but strange noises two windows down. The blinds were mostly closed but as he peeked inside he could see under one of the blades. It was the man that had greeted Kim at the door. He was kneeling on the couch, his naked ass facing Brian and pumping back and forth. Brian tried to get a closer look and lowered his body to see what the hell he was thrusting into. He had already had an idea but wanted to prove to himself that it wasn't true. He peered through the lower blades on the horizontal blinds and saw a woman on her knees in front of him. It was Kim. Brian's breath stopped. He turned and slammed his back against the wall, closing his eyes. He shook his head and blinked then looked back at the window again. It was real. Eric was still deliriously thrusting away behind Kim. Brian felt sick to his stomach and thought he was going to throw up. He gathered himself, wandered back to his vehicle and sped off. **** Trish looked down suddenly at Rachael with her mouth wide open. "Eric Jeffries? She went to his house!?" She said in wide-eyed disbelief. Rachael looked up at her, confused. "What's wrong with that? I hired him as my lawyer about a year ago." Rachael's seat rose in short, abrupt bursts with the pumping of Trish's foot. She was sitting in the chair with an Essence magazine draped over her smock covered lap. The salon was nearly empty except for one other stylist across from them preparing her station for her first client of the afternoon. "I heard about him, girl. He used to be a lawyer here in LA but moved up North after too many women filed sexual harassment suits against him. I had a customer who hired him to help with her divorce case. She said he tried to stick it to her. I don't know how true that is 'cuz she was crazy. It was hard to believe anything that came out of her mouth. She was always accusin' somebody of somethin'. She even claimed I overcharged for her for a perm I gave her over six months after I did it!" "Anyway, she was sayin' he made all of his money from his male clients, because apparently he didn't want money from his female ones, if you know what I mean." "A lot of desperate women came to him for help. There were all these claims against him and who knows how many more that never came forward. The women couldn't prove he actually done anything to 'em and, well--," she said shaking her head. "He was his own lawyer. I guess he really is as good as they say because nothin' stuck to him." "When some lawyer's council or whatever it was, found out about it all, they kept it pretty hush, hush and tried to sweep it under the rug. But in the end they decided it would be best to take away his license for the whole county. Yeah," she said nodding. "They pretty much kicked his sorry ass out of LA. So, that's when I heard he moved up to Sacramento --, "San Francisco." Rachael corrected, her eyes narrowing. Her fists were clenched beneath her black smock. Trish nodded her head as she rolled the curling iron up Rachael's long brown tendrils. "Yeah, that's it, San Francisco. I haven't heard anything about him since. He probably just set up shop up there doin' the same ol' thing. If it's even true," she added. "Like I said, all this I heard from that crazy woman who was always complainin' about something. She don't come around here no more, though." Suddenly, Trish stopped. She held the smoking hot curling iron in her hand and looked down at Rachael. "And you said Kim went to go see him?" Trish shook her head and grunted then turned around to grab a comb from the counter behind her. "Girl, if I was you, I—" she said, cutting herself off as she turned back around to the empty chair in front of her. She looked up and saw the front door closing as the bell above it jingled in its wake. The Trip Ch. 05 Jane grabbed at Terri's shorts, working her fingers up her legs. Terri's hips jerked as Jane rubbed her fingers along her lips. "Ooohhh Gggddddd, Jane," Terri moaned, feeling another woman's fingers on her pussy for the first time. Jane plunged her fingers into Terri, twisting and fingering her tight cunt. Jane could feel her juices flooding out of her tunnel. Terri began bucking wildly, having gone from the aggressor to the taken. "Ooohhhh ffuuuccckkk," Terri yelled, surprised at her vocalness. Her hips bucked back and forth, fucking Jane's fingers. "Ooohhh sshhhiitttt, I'm cummminnnggg," she screamed. Terri thrust her hips hard against Jane's fingers, driving them deeper into her cunt. "Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" she moaned, her cunt squeezing Jane's fingers as her juices ran down her thighs. Shona increased her pace, plunging her fingers in and out of Beth faster and faster. Beth began fucking her fingers, her hips thrusting hard. "Ooohhhhhh Ggggdddddddd," Beth moaned, her hips pounding against Shona's hand. Shona kissed Beth hard, their tongues whirling together, tangled in Beth's mouth. Beth came hard, her cum squirting out onto her shorts and all over Shona's hand. Shona kept her fingers inside Beth for several moments, letting her squeeze her cunt around them. Shona pulled her fingers out, bringing them to her mouth. She sucked on her fingers, tasting Beth's sweet juices. Beth took Shona's hand, sucking on Shona's fingers too. The four women lay there for several minutes, enjoying the afterglow of their passion. Suddenly a horn was blowing again and again. Jane knew it was the horn of their camper, that Barry was warning them that they were almost there. The girls quickly straightened up. They smiled at each other, kissing each other deeply. They waited for the men outside the tent as if nothing had happened. The girls prepared dinner while the boys gathered more wood for the fire. "The girls sure are acting strange," John said to Mike. Mike agreed, wondering what was going on. Barry had an idea, but wasn't going to say. If Jane and Shona wanted them to know, they would tell them. They had a delicious dinner of steaks and corn on the cob with a salad to boot. The girls and Barry helped clean up while Mike and John relaxed, telling jokes. When everyone sat back down, the girls sat together with Barry next, then Mike and John. They talked for a long time about their trip and lives back home. After a while, Jane turned to Shona, motioning to the lake. Shona smiled and the two women got up and walked to the edge of the lake. The moon was behind them, casting a silhouette. They turned back to the group, then to each other. John and Mike watched in shock as Jane and Shona kissed passionately, holding each other tight. Mike and John began laughing and acting like school boys, watching their first porn flick. Beth sneered at them, then looked at Barry, who was watching Jane and Shona with a smile on his face. He turned to Beth and winked a knowing look. Beth smiled back at Barry, then gave Mike a dirty look. Just then Jane and Shona began removing their clothes and ran into the lake. It was cold at first, but they quickly became accustomed to it. Mike and John began elbowing each other, laughing, making Beth and Terri more angry. Jane called out, "Coming in Barry?" The other two guys looked at Barry in shock. Barry just smiled at them and gave Beth another smile. He walked calmly to the lake, shedding his clothes along the way. "Damn, can you believe them?" Mike asked John. "I can't believe how wild those bitches are." Their comments really pissed Beth off. She whispered to Terri then they both got up. They walked to the lake as Mike and John just watched. By this time, Barry was already stripped and in the water, splashing and kissing Jane and Shona. Mike could not believe that his very straight wife was taking off her clothes and getting into the cold lake with three strangers, but there she was... naked, walking towards her new friends. Beth ran into the water laughing. She ran to Shona, hugging her tightly. Terri swam to Jane, coming up right beside her. Mike and John could barely make out what was happening, but it did look like their women were kissing the other women. Barry was standing next to Jane who broke her kiss with Terri to kiss him. Shona slid her tongue down Beth's neck, nibbling as she went until she reached Beth's firm breasts. Beth tossed her head back as Shona sucked on her hard nipples. "I can't believe I'm doing this," Beth called to Terri. Terri giggled, "Me neither, Beth. I am so horny its unbelievable!" With the water only up to her knees, Shona kissed her way down Beth's belly, flicking her tongue over her soft lips. Beth's knees nearly gave way. She had to grab Shona's head for support. "Ooohhh Gggddddd, Shona... that's incredible. It's never felt like this before," Beth moaned, her hips rocking slowly against Shona's hungry mouth. Shona looked up at Beth, smiling, then drove her mouth hard against Beth's wet pussy, her tongue plunging deep into her. Beth squirmed and rocked, her hips thrusting against Shona, fucking her talented tongue. Terri returned to Jane's breasts, wanting to finish what she had started earlier. She cupped the large, firm globes, squeezing them with more skill this time. Jane moaned, pulling Terri's head hard into her cleavage. Terri sucked and nibbled, grinding her face into Jane's breasts. "Now I know why men love tits so much," Terri laughed, looking up at Jane. Jane felt her body begin to tremble, Terri's mouth was bringing her to her first orgasm of the night. Sliding one hand onto her mound, Jane began fingering herself as she was about to climax. Terri felt Jane shaking, increasing the sucking and biting on Jane's hard nipples. Barry, sensing Jane's climax, dove into the water and came up onto his knees, between Jane and Terri. He drove his tongue deep into her quivering, wet cunt, sucking and eating her. Terri, lost in the moment, began grinding her pussy on the back of Barry's head, driving his mouth harder against Jane's thrusting cunt. The hardness of Barry's head and the thickness of his hair rubbed hard against Terri's trimmed pussy, grinding against her lips and clit. Jane was in ecstasy, her breasts being eating by a first time lover and her cunt eaten with skill by Barry. "Ooooohhhhhh fffuuuuccckkkkk!!!!!!" Jane screamed, her body convulsing and shaking uncontrollably. Barry grabbed her arse, supporting her, but also grinding his mouth harder into her cunt. Jane's orgasm exploded, her juices were forced from her pussy by the powerful contractions of her cunt. Barry licked and sucked all he could, her cum running down his cheeks and down her thighs. "Oohhhhhh God, Barry... you are so fucking good. You can eat me all day and night if you want," Jane said, her fingers wrapped in his hair. Barry moaned and kissed Jane's soaking wet cunt. He had always loved making women cum, satisfying their wanton needs. He reached up and took Terri's hand, pulling her gently into the water. Barry kissed Terri, his tongue sharing Jane's cum. Jane's was the first woman's juices that Terri had tasted apart from her own. At the time she hadn't enjoyed that earlier experience. Now she kissed Barry hard, wanting to taste as much of Jane's essence as she could. Barry broke the kiss, stroking her hair, guiding her head gently to Jane's dripping pussy. Terri looked at it for a few moments, then flicked her tongue over Jane's lips. The tart flavour surprised her. She flicked her tongue again, tasting more of the essence of Jane. Terri inhaled Jane's aroma, exciting her even more. "Go ahead, Terri," Barry said softly, tenderly, "Make love to Jane." Terri turned to Barry, kissing him deeply, then pressed her face into Jane's pussy. Jane moaned as Terri licked and sucked on her lips. John watched, his mouth open, as his girlfriend kissed Barry, then began sucking on another woman's cunt. Whenever he had tried to get her to watch a porn flick, she had always been turned off by the lesbian scenes. Barry stood up, kissing Jane. His cock was standing straight out but none of the women seemed to have noticed. Jane thanked Barry for helping with Terri. "I'll thank you personally, later, babe," Jane whispered to Barry. Barry walked over to Beth and Shona, who was on her knees, eating Beth's shaved pussy. Beth was squealing and moaning loudly. Shona was considered by most of her girlfriends to give the best head and she was trying extra hard with Beth. Beth almost lost her balance several times as Shona toyed and sucked on her aching cunt. Barry stood behind her, steadying her so she could fully enjoy the pleasures of Shona's mouth. His hard cock pressed between the cheeks of her firm arse, sliding up and down her cheeks. He cupped her breasts, smaller than Shona's or Jane's but just as firm and shapely, squeezing and groping them, adding to her pleasure. "Oooohhhh Ggggdddddd," she groaned, "I never imagined it could be like this." Beth had never been with two people at once before and the feel of four hands on her trembling body was too much. She grabbed Shona's head, pulling her hard against her pussy as her orgasm erupted, flooding her cunt with her juices. Shona slurped and sucked all she could, wanting to taste all of Beth. Beth held onto Shona for a few minutes as she came again and again, her juices running down her legs. Beth's body was shaking wildly as she tried to regain her breath. Barry held onto her, supporting her, but also caressing her beautiful, firm breasts. No wonder Shona had spent so much time there, he thought to himself. Once everyone had settled down, they gathered together, kissing and caressing each other's bodies. Beth called to Mike and John who were still sitting dumbstruck by the campfire, "You boys get everything cleaned up and put away, then, and only then will we come out." Everyone laughed at how the guys sat there for a couple of seconds then quickly jumped up and started putting everything away. "It has to be perfect, boys... nothing left out. And make sure the fire is good and strong," Beth called out. Beth had never been with another person since she began dating Mike, three years ago and now, here she was, with another woman and a naked man right beside her. She slid her hands onto Barry's lap, gripping his hard cock, sliding her long fingers up and down the thick shaft. "Ooohhhh mmmyyyyyy, he feels big," Beth said to Shona, "bigger than Mike." Shona smiled. "He is bigger than most guys I have been with. Nice and thick too, " she replied, giggling. Barry blushed and felt proud at the same time. "I haven't been with another man for three years... I wonder what it would be like?" Beth said softly, her fingers wrapped around Barry's throbbing cock. Barry lifted Beth slightly, pulling her onto his lap. She felt the thick head pressing against her entrance and bit her lower lip as she lowered herself onto his hard shaft. She was facing away from Barry, looking intently into Terri's eyes. Terri watched, shocked that her friend would do this but then realising that today had been no ordinary day. "Ooohhh Ggdddddd, you feel so good, soooo thick inside me," Beth moaned, rocking her hips slowly back and forth. "I feel so full." Beth rocked harder, trying hard not to let her husband notice what she was doing. Barry was controlling the pace, not wanting to cum yet, but just to give Beth a taste of what was to come. He groped her breasts, pulling on her hard nipples. Like Jane, Beth had overly sensitive breasts and this was driving her wild. "You need to feel him, Terri, he is sooo good," Beth moaned, rocking her hips more. Barry was beginning to strain, he felt her cunt grabbing him, trying to hold his cock inside her tight cunt. "You should try his mouth, Beth," Jane said, her hands caressing Terri's body. "He can't be any better than Shona," Beth answered, trying to concentrate on the conversation, but having a difficult time of it. "You'll have to ask Jane about that," Shona laughed. Jane thought for a moment, "I hate to say it, luv, but he is a close second, if not tied with you." Beth bit her lips, moaning, "Well then Barry, I expect a suck and a fuck tonight." Barry grunted a reply, knowing that he was going to be busy. Just then, Mike and John called to them, "we're done, c'mon out." Beth reluctantly slid off Barry's hard cock, wishing she had had time to fuck him properly. Instead, she had just sat on him, rocking her hips back and forth, feeling another man's cock inside her for the first time in over three years and, she admitted to herself, it had been wonderful. Leaving the water, everyone gathered up their clothes and walked back to the camp site, holding hands. "How about some towels... it's cold," Terri ordered John as they reached the tents. John quickly dashed into the nearest tent and grabbed a bunch of towels. The girls quickly wrapped themselves up in the them. The towels covered their breasts but barely managed to cover their shapely backsides. Barry smiled, noticing that John and Mike, deprived of further chance to admire the naked bodies of the four women, hung their heads down, looking dejected. Barry climbed into the camper, coming out with a couple of bottles of red wine and some brandy. "This should warm us up," he said, uncorking the two bottles of wine. He filled girls' cups, while John and Mike drank their beers. For the next hour, they talked and drank the wine, brandy and beer, becoming increasingly relaxed as the night grew dark. Shona, as the only smoker in the group, puffed almost apologetically on an occasional cigarette as she snuggled up with Jane. Sandwiched comfortably between Shona and Barry, Jane let her towel slip from her breasts, the fire throwing lights and shadows across her firm globes. Mike and John couldn't help but stare at Jane. She was larger than both Beth and Terri, yet she still had her youthful firmness and shape. Beth slapped Mike across the knee, telling him that it was rude to stare. "Damn, Jane, you should be in Playboy or something, those are great looking tits," John gawked. "And what's wrong with these?" Terri said, huffily, pulling her own towel down. "Nothing, dear," John said, swallowing hard. Mike had always wanted to see Terri's breasts. She was a little larger than Beth, but not as round and shapely. Beth watched Mike staring at Terri with a strange feeling of detachment. "Well, Mike, if you aren't interested in mine, then I will find someone who is," Beth said half jokingly, pulling down her own towel. She slid over to Barry, wanting to feel him inside her again, just as she had back at the lake. Beth sat up on her knees, rubbing her firm, round breasts into Barry's face. Barry was unsure as to what to do. He held Beth by her back, keeping one eye on Mike. Mike began to get up. When Beth told him to sit down and that he would have his turn later, he sat back down, following his wife's command. Beth moved onto Barry's lap, feeling his hard cock trapped between their bellies. Barry devoured Beth's breasts, sucking and biting her soft flesh. Mike had fantasised about him and John sharing their women, but seeing his wife with another man was a little unsettling. Jane and Shona looked at each other, nodding in agreement. They got up and moved quickly around the fire, nudging up against Mike and John, respectively. "You looked so lonely," Jane cooed to Mike. She ran her hands over his firm chest, down to his lap where she wrapped her fingers around the outline of his stiffening cock. The two men were still dressed so Shona and Jane removed their shirts and then reached for their shorts. John looked at Mike, then looked over at his girlfriend. Terri was hugging Beth, rubbing her large breasts on the back of Beth's head while Beth rocked on Barry's lap, his face buried in her cleavage. "Fuck...what the hell," John said, lifting his arse to help Shona slide his shorts off. His cock sprung up, bumping against Shona's chin. He wasn't as thick as Berry, but he was almost as long. Shona stroked his cock slowly, purring seductively as she looked up at him. John began to tremble and shake immediately, having never been in this situation before. Shona toyed with him, flicking her tongue over the head, teasing the hole. "Ooohhhh ffuuuuccckkkk," John moaned when Shona dropped her head, engulfing his cock with her mouth. His hips began bucking slowly, trying to fuck the hot girl's face. Shona controlled the situation, teasing John to the edge, then releasing him, letting him settle down. "Fuck, Shona, you are the best cocksucker I have ever had," John said, his voice cracking at times. Shona looked up at him, smiling. "You better believe it, buster," Shona said giggling at her obviously fake American accent. She dropped her mouth again, taking his cock all the way in until she could feel the head rubbing against the back of her throat. She swallowed a few times, her throat gripping his throbbing cock. John could feel himself loosing control. John glanced over at Mike and Jane. Jane was sucking Mike's cock. He was a little thicker than John, with a thick head, but not quite as long. Jane pursed her lips around his shaft, bobbing her head up and down, letting her teeth lightly scrape across his cock. "I can't see how Shona is better than Jane, no insult intended, Shona," Mike said to John. '"She's incredible!" Jane smiled to herself. She loved hearing guys compliment her cocksucking, it made her want to suck him even more. Pulling his cock out of her mouth, Jane rubbed it over her face and down her neck. Mike watched as Jane wrapped her large breasts around his cock, fucking him with her tits. Jane could feel his cock throbbing, his orgasm about to let loose a flurry of hot cum. She opened her mouth, taking him deep, sucking and swallowing his thick cock. Both John and Mike were moaning loudly, both ready to explode. Jane looked over at Shona and smiled. Shona returned the knowing smile and the two cocksucking women quickly changed positions. Jane took John quickly into her mouth, her tongue tasting the ooze of his pre-cum. Shona stroked Mike's hard rod, squeezing out some of his fluid then licking it from the tip of his head. Mike and John were thrusting their hips, squirming uncontrollably as the two women attacked their straining cocks. "Ooohhh gggdddd, I'mmmm cuuuuummminnngg," John groaned, grabbing Jane's hair and forcing her head down until her hot mouth engulfed his throbbing hard cock. Jane felt his cock jerk, then felt a hot stream of cum, explode against the back of her throat. She swallowed his cum, sucking harder, milking every drop from his twitching cock. Mike fell back, thrusting his hips upward, driving his cock deeper into Shona's hungry mouth. He came hard, filling her mouth with his salty fluid. Shona fondled his balls as she sucked and swallowed his juices. "Oooohhh ffuuuuccckkk", Mike moaned, feeling his strength draining into Shona's wonderful mouth. After sucking him dry, Shona leaned over to Jane, kissing her passionately as they shared the cum that lingered in their mouths. Jane wrapped her arms around Shona, holding her body tight against hers. She knew, from long experience, just how much Shona loved the feel of Jane's breasts pressed firmly against hers. Shona moaned with the pleasure of holding her friend and lover in her arms. "Damn, just look at those hot bitches," John said to Mike, stroking his withering cock, trying to make it hard again. Mike just watched in silence, in awe of what just happened to him. "Did you enjoy that?" Jane asked, looking up at Mike, some cum drooling down her chin. Wiping it off with her finger, she slipped it into her mouth, sucking it clean. The Trip Ch. 05 "Oh fuck yeah!!" Mike answered, reaching for her breasts as they hung over his soft cock. "That was the best blow job I have ever had." "You'd better not let your wife hear you say that, luv," Jane giggled, "or she might cut it off." Mike had forgotten all about Beth. He turned to see what she was doing. Mike and John looked at their women and then at each other, not believing what they saw. Off to the side, Beth and Terri were in a passionate sixty-nine with Beth on top. She had her face between Terri's legs, eating her friend's cunt as if she had been doing it all her life. Terri was under Beth, her hands squeezing Beth's firm arse. She was tonguing Barry's thick cock as it plunged in and out of Beth's dripping pussy. Both Beth and Terri were moaning loudly, almost screaming with pleasure. Both of them had always been pretty quiet when making love, uneasy with letting their emotions run free. Mike and John were shocked at their women's wanton display of lust. Jane and Shona left the two men, sliding over to Barry and his partners. Shona slipped between Terri's legs, letting her breasts rub against the other's thighs as she and Beth continued to eat her. Terri had never had two tongues attacking her cunt before, especially not one as talented and skilful as Shona's. She twisted and squirmed uncontrollably, her cunt aching with joy. "Ooohhhhhh ggggdddddd, eat me... eat my fucking cunt," Terri screamed. John was shocked by what he heard...his girlfriend had always been embarrassed to do much more than emit the occasional quiet moan during sex. Now she was screaming obscenities as her cunt was being devoured by two women. Terri even shocked herself by her outburst but she didn't care. She was being taken to heights she had only dreamed about. Shona plunged her fingers deep into Terri, finger fucking her hard. Beth spread Terri's pussy, sucking on her swollen clit. Terri was going mad with passion, her body twisting wildly. Barry pulled his cock out of Beth's tight cunt, offering it to Terri. Terri opened her mouth, taking his cock, coated with her friend's juices, into her hungry mouth. As she sucked it hard, savouring the flavour of Beth's juices, Shona plunged her fingers hard into Terri's pussy, sending her over the edge. "Oooohhhhhh Gggdddddddd", Terri screamed, her body convulsing instinctively. She came harder than she had ever done before. Beth and Shona quickly licked and sucked her juices as they flooded out of her cunt, squirting out into their mouths. Barry's cock popped out of her mouth as she closed her eyes, letting her passions run free. Jane lay beside her, sliding a hand over her breasts, squeezing her large globes. Jane kissed Terri, sharing both Mike's and Beth's cum with her. Terri came again and again, a series of orgasms as Shona and Beth kept at her quivering cunt. Barry plunged his cock back into Beth's tight, wet cunt, his hips slamming against her up thrust arse. Beth let out a yelp as his thick cock filled her cunt, stretching her, filling her as she had never been filled before. Barry thrust again and again, pounding her hard. Her face was driven hard into Terri's cunt. "FUCK ME, BARRY... FUCK ME HARD!!!" Beth screamed, going back and forth between Terri's wet cunt and Shona's moist lips. Mike had never seen his conservative wife like this before. Here she was being fucked by a man she had only just recently met and seemed to be loving it more than she ever did with him. Beth could feel Barry's cock growing thicker and harder inside her, filling her cunt. She began to get dizzy, her breathing becoming hesitant and short as he pounded her. She loved feeling him slam against her, driving his cock ever deeper into her aching cunt. Barry closed his eyes, trying to control his orgasm. He didn't want to cum yet. There was still Terri to be fucked and, of course, Jane and Shona, but the night was still young and he knew that he could do more later. He did want Beth to cum first though. He gripped his cock, squeezing the base tight. Barry grabbed Beth's hips, using her as leverage to pound her even harder. Beth could hear the slapping sound of his hips against her arse, adding to the sensations. Terri, sensing Beth's closeness to her climax, began rubbing her clit as Barry's cock slid in and out. "Oooohhhhh Gggddddddd, Terri... rub my clit... rub it hard," Beth screamed. "Ggdd your cock feels sooo good, Barry. Fuck me harder, please!!!" she urged. Beth was ready to explode. Her body began shaking uncontrollably as her orgasm erupted inside her. She buried her face in Terri's wet cunt, inhaling her aroma as she came again and again, the intensity of her climax was so much more intense than any she had ever experienced with her husband, Mike. Her cunt gripped Barry's thick cock, trying to hold it inside her where it was giving her so much pleasure. Shona and Jane both began caressing Beth's body as she twitched and jerked from the fucking she was taking. Barry continued fucking the beautiful, hot woman, but slowed his pace. She pushed her arse back against him, trying to push him deeper into her. Barry felt his own orgasm reaching a climax. He increased his pace again, pounding her harder. Beth squealed as she felt his cock stab her, pounding her aching cunt. Suddenly, Barry pulled out, turning Beth around. Terri and Beth sat next to each other, looking at Barry's thick cock in his hand. Jane grabbed it, stroking it smoothly and quickly. "Open your mouths, girls," Jane said, pumping her hand harder. Beth and Terri did as Jane urged, waiting for Barry to cum. "Oooohhhhhhh gggddddd", Barry moaned, grabbing Jane's hand and stroking his cock together with her. Suddenly he let loose a flood of hot cum that flew through the air, striking Beth and Terri in the face and in their mouths. Barry had been aroused several times that day, but this was the first time he had cum since early that morning. His balls were full and he shot jet after jet of his hot seed over the faces of the two women. Beth and Terri were covered with his sticky white fluid. It dripped off their chins, falling onto their sensitive nipples. Beth rubbed the cum into Terri's breasts, rolling her nipple between her fingers. Jane and Shona began kissing and licking Beth and Terri, tasting and smearing Barry's essence on their bodies. After a few minutes, Beth slid up to Barry, her breasts rubbing against his chest as she kissed him gently. "That was wonderful, Barry. I have never cum so hard in my life," Beth cooed. Barry held Beth, caressing her soft body. Beth and Terri were spent, but wanted more. They were ready to give pleasure. Jane and Shona were willing to be the recipients of their desires, having not yet cum, devoting themselves unselfishly to their new friends' pleasure. Shona leaned back on her elbows as Terri kissed her way up her legs. Terri ground her face into Shona's neatly trimmed pussy, licking and tonguing for all she was worth. Shona admitted to herself that she had had better, but the enthusiasm of Terri more than made up for her lack of experience. Shona held Terri by her head, guiding her motions. Every so often Terri would hit just the right spot, sending a wave of excitement through Shona's trembling body. "That's it, Terri... right there...ooohhh Godddddd, yyyeeeesssss", Shona moaned, as Terri improved her tonguing. Terri wanted to do it right, to give Shona the pleasure that she and Jane had given her and Beth. Terri learned quickly, becoming a great student. She learned just where to flick her tongue, when to curl it to increase pressure at just the right place. Shona began squirming, feeling her body shake with anticipation of her impending orgasm. Terri looked up at Shona as her tongue plunged in and out of her quivering pussy. Shona's eyes were closed as the waves of electricity bolted through her body. The look of ecstasy on Shona's face only added to Terri's passions and desires. Terri pressed her face harder between her lover's legs, grinding her face into the warm, wet valley. She sucked and ate at the neatly trimmed pussy, tasting Shona's sweet nectar. "Oooohhhhh fuck, Terri... yeeessssss, YEEESSSSSSS!!!!" Shona screamed. Terri grabbed Shona's firm arse, squeezing the cheeks as she sucked and bit on the delicious cunt and clit. Shona began bucking, fucking Terri's mouth and tongue. Grabbing Terri's head, Shona thrust her hips up against her wonderful mouth as her orgasm exploded throughout her body. "Oooohhhhhhh ffuuuuucckkkk," Shona moaned, her juices filling Terri's mouth with another woman's cum for the first time. Shona came again and again as Terri held on, her tongue lashing at the sensitive lips of only her second lesbian lover. Jane had been her first but that hardly counted. Jane hadn't cum. Terri had only tasted Jane's juices as she had briefly licked her cunt back in the lake. Shona was the only woman that she had ever eaten to a climax. Terri sucked all she could, wanting to drink all of Shona's essence. She had never realised how much pleasure there was to be had making love to another woman. Shona's body shuddered as her massive orgasm erupted. She fell back, her body trembling and shaking, Terri's tongue lashing at her cunt. Her hands cupped her breasts, squeezing her flesh and pulling at her hard, erect nipples as the sensations washed over her. Mike and John watched in silence, their hands stroking their own cocks, trying to become hard again. John had always wanted to see Terri with another woman, but this was so much more than he ever imagined. He was excited by it, but also jealous at the same time. He had never seen Terri so into sex or so turned on. Before dwelling on the subject, he was distracted by the moans and groans to his side. A little to the left, John saw Beth with Jane. Jane sat on Beth's lap, facing her with her legs hooked around Beth's waist, their arms wrapped in a tight embrace. They were kissing passionately, Beth's hands sliding over Jane's bare back. Most erotic to John was that Beth's and Jane's breasts were mashed against each other, making then flatten out to the sides. John looked over at Mike, about to say something obscene but stopped short. Mike was watching intently. John couldn't tell what his friend was thinking, whether he was mesmerised by the pure sensual nature of the scene in front of them or feeling hurt and jealous. Beth kissed her way down Jane's neck, sliding her tongue down into her cleavage. Jane's head fell back as Beth sucked and bit her nipples, sending shivers through her body. Beth had fantasised about being with a woman a few times but had never acted upon her urges. Now, with the beautiful firm body of her young English friend in her arms, she wished she had. She understood now why men loved breasts and, all too often, concentrated on them too much. Jane had wonderful breasts, large, full, firm, yet still shapely and round. Jane moaned softly as Beth continued sucking her breasts, squeezing the fleshy globes. Beth lay on her back, pulling Jane forward. Jane rubbed her wet pussy on Beth's breasts, smearing her juices on Beth. Jane's breathing became hesitant and shallow as she felt he body begin to tremble. "Tell me what to do, Jane," Beth pleaded, wanting to learn how to satisfy a woman. Jane looked down at Beth, smiling as she slid her cunt onto her waiting mouth. "You know what to do, luv," Jane said reassuringly, "just do what feels natural. Do what you'd want to have done to you." Beth flicked her tongue over the enflamed, wet lips suspended just above her mouth, tasting Jane's juices. Jane bit her lower lip as Beth began eating her more forcefully. Beth's fingers grabbed at the younger woman's firm arse as she rocked her head back and forth, plunging her tongue deeper and deeper into Jane's tunnel. "Ooohhhhh fuck, yeesss... that's it Beth... yyeeesssssss," Jane moaned, rocking her hips back and forth on Beth's mouth. "Ooohhh YYEEESSSSS... eat me, Beth... eat my fucking cunt!!!!!" she urged. Mike and John didn't know what to watch... Beth eating Jane or Jane's hands groping and squeezing her large, full breasts. Watching, Shona and Terri looked at each other then smiled knowingly. They slid over to Beth, slipping between her legs and began eating her together. Shona tongued her soaking wet cunt while Terri worked on her sensitive clit. Beth began twitching and rocking her hips, becoming lost in the sensations that were overwhelming her body. Jane grabbed her head, holding it tight to her smooth, hairless pussy. Jane looked over at Barry, his hand gently sliding up and down his thick shaft. Her smile was easily understood. Barry walked over to Jane, kneeling in front of her. Jane leaned forward, pressing her cunt harder against Beth's mouth and began making love to his hard cock with her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down, the thick shaft filling her mouth. Jane could taste Beth's cum still on him. Beth was about to cum again, Shona and Terri working her cunt hard. Shona plunged three fingers deep into her, sending her over the edge. Beth screamed aloud as another orgasm climaxed, flooding Shona's and Terri's mouths with her cum. Terri sucked hard, wanting to please her long time friend. Beth rubbed Jane's clit harder and harder as she ate her pussy, bringing Jane to the very edge. Beth spread Jane's lips, sucking and biting her bud. That was all Jane could take. She screamed as she came again, holding onto Barry for support as her body jerked and shuddered uncontrollably. "Ooohhhh ffuuuuucccckkkk, " she screamed, cumming again and again as Beth ground her face against Jane's cunt, her juices running down Beth's chin and neck. Beth licked and sucked hard, wanting to get at all of Jane's nectar, not wanting to stop. She wanted to keep going... her body was on fire. Cum flooded out of Jane's pussy, covering Beth's face with her warm juices. Jane sat on her lover's face, catching her breath as Beth licked and sucked her thighs and lips, sending small bolts of electricity through her body. Barry was very hard by now, Jane knowing just what to do with a cock. Jane rolled off of Beth, kissing her passionately, tasting her own cum on Beth's tongue. Mike watched in amazement as his wife reached up and pulled Barry to the ground. With her fingers around the thick shaft, Beth rubbed his cock over her face and mouth. Sucking a cock was never one of Beth's favourite thing to do and Mike knew that, even though he sometimes made her suck him out of guilt. Now, before his eyes, Beth was wilfully and purposely about to suck the cock of someone she had only known for a few hours. Beth opened her mouth, letting Barry's thick cock slide easily into her warm mouth. Barry groaned as she pursed her lips tightly around him, sliding her head back and forth. She was not as talented as Jane, but then again, only Shona was, but what Beth lacked in skill she made up with desire and passion. Beth wanted to suck Barry, she wanted to feel his cock in her mouth. She wanted to do things with him that she had never done before. She got onto her knees, her hands holding him by his taught backside. She sucked harder and harder, her passions overwhelming her. She knew that her husband was watching, probably upset with her, but she didn't care. All she wanted was for Barry to fill her mouth with his seed. "Ooohhh Gggdddd Beth," Barry groaned, "You are sooo good. IIII'mmmmm ccuuummmmminnnggggg" Jane and Shona were yelling, "Suck him, Beth... suck his thick cock!!!!" Beth lost all sense of what was happening; all she cared about was the hard cock in her mouth. She felt his cock, growing harder and larger in her mouth, adding to her desires. Beth tightened her lips around Barry, engulfing his manhood. She took it all in, her forehead grinding against his belly, his pubic hair tickling her nose. Having never been particularly willing to give her husband head, she couldn't believe how good it felt having Barry's cock in her mouth. She almost gagged on it, taking all she could. With Mike, Beth had only ever toyed tentatively with the head and part of the shaft, never really making love to him like she now was with Barry. Now she wanted it all, every inch of his cock, so much thicker and harder than her husband's, in her mouth. Beth felt Barry tense, then jerk as his cock suddenly erupted, spewing his load deep into her mouth. "Oooohhhh gggdddd, Beth... yyeeeesssss!!!" Barry screamed as he came, filling her mouth with his hot juices. Beth took all she could but she wasn't used to swallowing cum. Some of Barry's white, creamy juice spilled from the corner of her mouth. Terri reached up and scooped the hot, sticky fluid from her chin then sucked on her wet fingers. Beth kept sucking on Barry, wanting to feel his hardness as long as possible. Finally his cock popped out of her mouth. Beth collapsed on the ground, exhausted. The four women cuddled together, giggling and caressing each other, enjoying the afterglow of the incredible experience they had just shared. Beth rested her head on Barry's lap with Terri lying against her. They were both satisfied as never before, having lost count of the number of times they had cum. Barry ran his fingers through Beth's long hair, trying to catch his breath. By now, John and Mike were both hard again, but Terri and Beth were too tired, too fulfilled to worry about them. Jane and Shona felt bad for them, having been left out most of the night. They, too, were pretty satisfied, but decided, what the hell, and gave them a sympathy fuck. Jane straddled John, riding his cock as he sucked on her large, firm breasts. He came fast, having been intensely aroused by the events he had so recently witnessed, climaxing after only a few thrusts into Jane's hot, wet cunt. Gripping his cock with the walls of her pussy, Jane moaned and cooed, giving John the idea that he had better than he had. Mike didn't last much longer. He fucked Shona from behind, slapping her arse as he thrust. To Shona, his actions seemed stilted, too planned. She fully understood why Beth had enjoyed fucking Barry so much. Faking an enjoyment that she didn't really feel, Shona groaned and moaned, adding to Mike's pleasure before he came, shooting his load inside her tunnel. Mike slipped out of her onto the ground, breathing heavily. As he smiled at himself, imagining himself to be a better lover than he was, Shona reflected grimly that not since she'd been teenager in high school, when she had been forced to allow a member of the school's grounds staff to screw her so that she wouldn't be expelled after he had caught her smoking, had she experienced such a lousy fuck. Even her first time, when she had been only fourteen and had surrendered her virginity to a boy who had been just as inexperienced as she herself had been at the time, had given her more pleasure. Having relieved Mike and John of their loads, Jane and Shona crawled over to Barry and lay together on the other side of him from Terri and Beth. Barry tenderly stroked and caressed their bodies as Jane and Shona cuddled together. A short while later, Terri got up and got everyone another drink. They finished their wine, speaking softly, savouring the moment. A little while later, John and Mike decided that it was time to go to bed, claiming that they had a lot to do the next day. Beth and Terri wanted to stay out longer but the men were adamant. They kissed Jane and Shona goodnight and lightly kissed Barry, then went into their respective tents. Barry, Jane and Shona stayed out a little longer, enjoying the night air and each other's company. When they heard Mike and Beth begin to argue, they decided to go back to the camper. "I hope its not because of us," Jane said, "I really like Beth and Terri. John too, although Mike's a bit of a wanker." The Trip Ch. 05 "Yes," replied Shona, "I was hoping we could spend a little more time with the girls. I know you do too, Barry, she added. Seeing a broad smile spread across his face, Shona slapped Barry across the arm playfully, "Are we not enough for you?" she demanded with mock anger, her eyes flashing. "Ouch! That hurt!" Barry exclaimed, blushing as he rubbed his arm where Shona had hit him. She had been correct though, he did want to spend more time with Terri and Beth. John was all right too, he mused silently to himself, but he didn't really care for Mike too much. Barry had felt that Beth was really beginning to get into being with him instead of her husband. Maybe it was because she was older, but he found her not only sexy but smart and very enjoyable to be with. "I hope she wasn't using me to get at Mike," he answered. "I don't think she was, Barry," Shona said, hugging him. "I think they have been having some problems for a while." By now, Jane had pulled the sheets on the bed back and had slipped into the bed. She smiled at Barry and Shona, patting the bed next to her. Barry and Shona slipped into bed beside her, all three lying arm in arm. They drifted off to sleep in a matter of moments. The next morning, Barry woke to the feel of Jane's fingers stroking his hard cock. When she saw him open his eyes, she smiled then quickly took his cock deep into her mouth. She could still taste last night's cum on him. Jane loved sucking cock in the morning... as well as in the afternoon and at night. "Being selfish, are we, luv?" Shona said, woken by the shaking bed. Jane looked up at her best friend and lover. "I'm happy to share, hon," she answered. Shona and Jane took turns sucking Barry's stiff rod until he came, filling their mouths with his seed. The sexy, young women gobbled it up hungrily then kissed one another, sharing the cum in their mouths, passing it back and forth between them until it was gone. It was the perfect start to what was going to be another great day, Barry thought to himself. The Trip Ch. 06 Barry, Jane and Shona lay in the bed together, discussing their further adventures. All three were looking forward to spending the next few days with their new friends. They were just getting out of bed when they heard a knock on the camper door. Grabbing her short, silk gown, Jane opened the door to find John and Terri. She also heard a lot of noise coming from the tent. Terri was crying. Jane quickly invited the two of them inside. "What is it, Terri?" Jane asked, tying her gown. By now, Barry had thrown on some shorts and a t-shirt and Shona had her dressing gown on. "It's Mike and Beth. They have been fighting all morning, worse than I have ever heard them," Terri said, tears streaming down her face. John was holding her tenderly, trying to comfort her. Jane took Terri into her arms, holding her tightly, trying to settle her. "Is it because of us?" Barry asked, glancing out the window to see if he could see anything. John answered, "No, they have been fighting all trip, actually for the past year. You may have been the catalyst this time, but it's not about you or anyone else. It's them. Mike and I had planned a side trip to do some fly fishing but Beth wanted to delay it to spend a few more days with you all. Then Mike went ballistic. He called her all sorts of names, things I have never heard him call a woman before. Terri and I went walking to get away from them, but they were still at it when we came back. That's when we came here." Terri was still crying, unable to control herself. She and Beth had been friends since Junior High School. Terri was had never really been fond of Mike but had remained friends with Beth even after she had married him. "You don’t think he'll get physical, do you?" Shona asked, giving voice to the concern that everyone was wondering about. "I don't think so, he has never in the past; but then, I have never seen him this riled up before," Terri somehow managed to say. "I've always feared that he might someday." Barry offered to go and check on Beth but everyone, including him, knew that that would just make things worse. John nodded his head and left the camper to see if things were all right. Stepping into the tent, John saw Beth on her knees in front of Mike, wearing only a teddy, tears running down her face. Her cheeks were red from where Mike had slapped her twice. He had her by her hair, pulling her face to him. His boxers were around his ankles. "Suck my fucking cock, you fucking whore," Mike screamed at his wife, "Suck it like you did your boyfriend's. Or would you rather have a cunt to lick, you freakin' dyke?" Beth was crying uncontrollably, pleading with him to stop. She saw John at the door flap, her eyes pleading for help. Mike turned and saw John standing there, unable to move. "Or would you rather suck his cock? Go on, suck John's cock. It may not be Barry's but it's still a cock." Beth was pleading for Mike to stop as he stood with his cock rubbing against her face. "Stop it Mike!!" John yelled, "What the hell are you doing?" John ran over to the couple, grabbing Mike by his arm, pushing him away from Beth. Beth fell onto the floor, sobbing. "Beth, go to the camper with Terri and the girls, I've got Mike," John said to her. Beth fled the tent, running to the camper and her friends. In the camper, Terri hugged Beth, the two of them trembling with fear. Shona locked the door, just in case, while Jane poured some coffee for everyone. They sat and talked for a while, waiting to see what Mike would do next. About half an hour later, John came out of the tent alone. Shona opened the door for him then locked it again. "Mike has calmed down, but he is really on edge and I don't know what he will do next," John said softly. After a brief discussion, it was agreed that Beth could not go back to Mike at that moment. It was decided that Terri and Beth would travel with Barry, Jane and Shona for several days and that John would try to get Mike under control. They would meet up in several days in Nevada. John would take Mike away from the camp so that Beth could pack some things. Before leaving, John and Terri took a short walk to talk things over. Terri saw the pain in his eyes. "Will you be there for me when we meet back up?" he asked, thinking about all that had happened during the last twenty-four hours. "I know you will be with the other girls, I can live with that, but to think of you with another man... I... I don't know, it's hard." Terri smiled at her boyfriend, "I love you John and even after all this, I still want to marry you. To be honest, I don't know what will happen. I don't plan on being with him, but... I don't know. I have never been or expected to be in this type of situation before. Let's let this trip be sort of our last fling. If a woman happens to land in your lap while we are apart, feel free to do whatever happens. Just know that I love you and will be with you when we see each other in Nevada." John smiled, feeling better about everything he pulled Terri to him. They kissed passionately, expressing their love for one another. John's thin shirt rubbed against Terri's nipples, stimulating her more than she had expected under the circumstances. She felt John's cock become hard against her mound but then, it always did whenever they kissed. "I will miss you, Terri," John said softly. Terri smiled, nodding, her forehead resting against his. "Will you miss me or Jane and Shona?" she asked coyly. John smiled back. "Yes, I will miss them, too, baby, but I will miss you most," he answered. Terri nuzzled her head against his chest, kissing him softly. She felt a stir within her, a comfort and a love for the man holding her. She looked up at him, smiling. "Maybe this will help you forget about the other two," she said, kissing his chest. Terri looked around, then slid to her knees in front of John. He felt her fingers tugging at his shorts, unzipping them then sliding them down his legs. His cock sprung out, hitting Terri in the face. "Oh my, you do miss me, don't you babe?" Terri asked seductively. Terri had only rarely gone down on John before and then, only as a brief part of their foreplay. This time though, she wanted to take him totally, to have him cum in her mouth. She was surprised by her own actions, even more so than John, but she wanted to please him as never before. Terri stroked John's cock slowly, feeling it grow hard in her fingers. She moaned softly as the head grew thick. She licked her lips, anticipating the feeling of his cock in her mouth. Terri flicked her tongue over the tip and around the head. John moaned with pleasure as her hot mouth encased the head of his cock. "Oh God baby, that feels sooo good," John groaned, grabbing her head. Terri dropped her head all the way, taking him deep into her mouth. The head of her boyfriend's cock rubbed against the back of her throat, almost gagging her. She swallowed, allowing her throat to tighten around him, adding to his sensations. Terri bobbed her head back and forth, sucking on his ever growing tool. She felt John begin to shake as she increased the tempo. Slipping his cock from between her lips, she gripped his shaft in her fingers, rubbing the head over her face and cheeks, looking up at him with her dark brown eyes. John almost came then, seeing the sensual look on his girlfriend's face. With a single motion, Terri engulfed his manhood once more, grinding her face against his belly. Tightening her lips around him, she rocked her head back and forth, sucking him hard. "Ooohhh ffuuuucckkk, Terri, that is sooo wonderful," John moaned, thrusting his hips. Terri's pussy began aching, wanting to be filled by John's hard cock but she wanted to taste him this time. There would be plenty of time with her new friends to have her needs taken care of. She pulled up her shirt, rubbing the hard cock in her cleavage, loving the feel of his cock throbbing in her fingers. She could tell he was about to lose his load. Terri opened her mouth, swallowing his thick shaft. John felt his cum about to burst forth. "I'mmm cuuummminngg," he cried, warning Terri. She had only swallowed his cum a couple of times before, doing so only to please him, never really enjoying the experience, so John expected her to pull him out of her wonderful mouth. Instead, Terri increased her sucking, bobbing her head back and forth. "I'm cumming, Terri," he moaned. She slipped his cock out of her mouth and looked up at him, "I know, babe," she purred seductively, "and I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you." She flicked her tongue over the purple head, making it jump and twitch then engulfed him entirely. She felt him jerk and throb in her mouth, then felt a warm stream of goo splash against the back of her throat. John grabbed her hair, holding her head against him as he came hard, shooting his seed into her waiting mouth. "Oooohhhh Ggdddddd," he screamed, his hips thrusting uncontrollably. Terri squeezed his ass, her nails digging into his cheeks, swallowing all that she could. Not used to the experience, Terri let some of the cum drool out of her mouth and it trickled down her chin. The feel of John's cum on her face made her feel naughty and bad, but strangely alive. Her heart was pounding in her chest and fire raced along every nerve fiber. Terri licked John clean, loving the taste of him on her tongue. She kissed his withering cock then pulled his shorts back up. John could hardly stand, his legs were wobbly and weak. He pulled his lover up, kissing her deeply, not caring that she had just swallowed his cum. He felt more in love with her than ever before, and she felt the same way. They held each other for several minutes, feeling their hearts beating inside their chests. "You will be there when we meet up with you?" John asked seriously. Terri smiled lovingly, nodding her head. "Yes, John, I will. No matter what happens until then, I will be waiting for you," she answered. Suddenly they heard Shona calling for Terri. John and Terri walked back to the camper, her head resting on his shoulder. They kissed each other gently, not wanting to make a scene in front of Beth and Mike as Barry loaded up the camper. Mike and Beth hardly said a word as she got ready to leave with Barry and the girls. "We'll see y'all in a few days... we have each other's numbers for our phones in case something happens," Barry said to John, then glanced quickly at Mike. Mike just stood there, his eyes peering off into space. John smiled "OK," he said, "and be sure to take care of your new guests." Barry nodded and closed the door. He slowly drove away as Mike continued looking at the lake in the opposite direction. Beth broke down and began crying again, holding it in until Mike was unable to see her. Beth and Terri went into the bedroom alone to try to calm down. It was an hour and a half later before they came out again. When Beth emerged from the bedroom her eyes were still puffy from her crying. At the same time, however, she had a look of resolve on her face, as well as fresh make-up. "Are you all right?" Jane asked, sliding over on the couch to let Beth sit. Terri sat on the floor behind Shona who was in the passenger seat next to Barry. "Yes, I am. I'm doing much better. And I want to thank you all for taking care of me like this. I hardly know you yet you all have been so nice," Beth said softly. "This was a long time coming and I don't want you to feel that any of it was your fault." Jane took Beth's hand, holding it on her lap. Beth smiled, kissing Jane gently on her cheek. They drove for the rest of the day to another campsite on the top of a mountain. By this time, everyone was ready to put yesterday behind them, especially Beth. She had decided that she and Mike were through and that this was the start of her new life. So much had happened in the last day and a half that her life would never be the same again. They found a secluded spot to park the camper, away from everyone else. Beth and Terri were thrilled that they didn't have all the camping gear that they had before. There was no tent to pitch, no cooking utensils to get out and no bags or sleeping gear to unravel. Once parked, they decided to stretch by walking up to the summit, about a half hour hike. Surprisingly, there weren't many people at the campground for the time of year. Once at the top, there were only a few other people there. The sun was just beginning to set, slightly to the side as they looked over the valleys for hundreds of miles. The dust caused a reddish glow in the sky. The five friends sat there, looking at the beauty and wonder of nature, saying very little. "You have such a beautiful and grand country here," Jane said, finally breaking the silence. "England is like one small state compared to here." "Of all the times we have gone camping, Mike never took me someplace like this. We always went to a river or lake to fish... never just to look at nature. And we were so close to so many places and he would never go to them," Beth replied. A cool breeze blew across the summit, sending a chill over Beth. Jane and Shona were used to colder air. Shona offered Beth her jacket, but she refused. "I would rather have Barry's arms keep me warm," she said shyly. Everyone smiled, knowing that Beth was in better spirits. Standing behind her, Barry wrapped his arms around Beth. She snuggled into him, gently pressing her ass against him. Barry felt her breasts pressing against his arms. Beth moaned softly, leaning her head back, exposing her neck to Barry. He kissed her neck gently, inhaling her perfume. Feeling a hardness against her backside, Beth pressed back against him more, feeling the stiffness of his cock between her cheeks. Looking around, Beth saw that, apart from themselves, all the other people had begun the hike down to their cars or the campsite, leaving only the five of them on the summit. The sun was settling behind a far off mountain and a full moon was already out in the sky behind them. Beth saw Shona hugging Terri, then kiss her full on her lips. Beth closed her eyes and accepted that her life was now starting anew. She rubbed her rear end against Barry's cock, feeling his hardness between her firm cheeks. Barry moaned softly, sliding his hands up and down her body, cupping her large breasts. "Oooohhhh Gggddd, Barry," Beth whispered, " I want you so badly." Barry caressed her breasts, feeling their firmness in his hands. sliding one hand under her top, he slid his fingertips into her cleavage and over her bra, rubbing her nipples. Beth moaned with pleasure, letting herself free of her past life. Shona reached for the bottom of Terri’s top, lifting it over her head. Jane, standing behind her, unhooked Terri's bra, sliding the straps off her shoulders, freeing her breasts. Shona slid her tongue down Terri's neck and onto her large globes of flesh. "Oooohhh Ggdddddd, Shona," Terri moaned as Shona sucked and bit on her hard nipples. Terri held Shona's head to her chest, feeling her tongue whipping her nipples. Jane rubbed her large tits on Terri's back, then slid down onto her knees, her fingers working the buttons on Terri's hiking shorts. Biting her bottom lip, Terri felt Jane's fingers sliding over her panties, already wet. Jane tugged at the wet panties, pulling them to the side as she slipped a finger sensually into Terri's moist tunnel. "Ooohh fffuuuucckkkkk, Jane," Terri cried, "oooohhhh Gggdddd, yyyeeeessssssss!!" Thrusting her hips against Jane's hand, Terri fucked the long thin finger, wishing she had more inside her. Jane plunged a second, then a third finger deep into Terri's pussy, fucking her hard. Shona sucked and bit the erect tissue on Terri's breasts, her face buried in her cleavage. Terri could hardly stand, her knees were giving way as bolts of electricity raced through her body. Moving round, Jane ground her face against Terri’s pussy, her tongue, replacing her fingers, stabbing deep into her cunt. Shona slid onto the ground behind Terri, kissing and sucking on her firm ass while Jane ate her cunt. Shona slid her tongue between Terri's legs, then back, sliding the tip over Terri's sphincter. Terri jumped at the touch. She had never had, nor even considered anything anal before. She thought that maybe Shona had accidentally touched her there. Terri could barely stand, steadying herself on Jane's head. Shona slid her tongue over Terri's hole again and then again. Wave after wave of electricity exploded through Terri's body. "Ooohhh Gggddddd, Shona!!!" she screamed, feeling her asshole licked for the first time. Jane ground her face harder against Terri's mound, eating her wet pussy. "Do you like it, luv?" Jane asked. Terri thought for a moment before answering, feeling Jane's talented tongue on her cunt. "I, I don't know," she giggled. "It's sooo different." Shona's fingers gripped Terri's bum as she plunged her tongue onto the tight hole. Terri screamed with glee as she felt both Shona and Jane taking her. Shona wiggled her tongue in a circle, teasing her asshole. Even though it was now night, the full moon cast a brilliant light on everyone, making the scene even more erotic and sensual. Terri was shaking and trembling as the two women took control of her senses. Terri was about to explode. Unlike the other night, where she had not let herself totally go free, tonight she was uninhibited. She let herself be taken freely, willingly and totally. "Ooohhhh Ggdddddd," Terri screamed, grabbing Jane's head for support. Terri's body shuddered violently as a massive orgasm erupted inside her. She almost fell over as her juices exploded from her aching pussy. Jane lapped all she could, much of her face being covered with Terri's sweet nectar. "Ooooohhhhh fffuuuucckkkkk," Terri cried as she came again and again, waves of climaxes rippling over her body. She fell to the ground, breathing heavily, her heart racing in her chest. Jane and Shona smiled at each other, knowing that they had just given Terri her most incredible orgasm. Shona winked at Jane, then both went back to pleasing Terri. Terri fell onto her back, letting herself be taken by the two incredibly sexy young women. Still behind Beth, Barry had taken her shirt off. His hands were caressing her beautiful breasts, rolling her hard nipples between his fingers. Beth moaned softly. She, too, was giving herself freely to her friend, more so than she had ever before. Barry nibbled on her neck, sending shock waves through Beth's body. He slid his hands down her flat belly, unsnapping her shorts, pushing them down forcefully. Beth hurriedly kicked her shorts off her long, shapely legs, ready to feel Barry against her bare body. He slipped a hand under the front of her panties, teasing her lips with his fingers. Beth began shaking and quivering as Barry slid his finger into her wet pussy. "Ooohhh Gggdddd, Barry, that feels sooo good," she moaned as her hips rocked back and forth against his plunging fingers. "God, I can't remember ever wanting to fuck someone as badly as I do now," she whispered, reaching behind to grab his cock through his shorts. She felt the thick rod grow even harder in her fingers. Barry plunged his fingers deeper and deeper into her wet cunt, rubbing against her clit as he did. Beth bit her lower lip as she felt her first orgasm of the night erupt deep inside her belly. Her cum flowed out of her cunt and onto Barry's fingers. She grabbed his hand, rubbing it harder against her cunt. Beth rocked her hips back and forth against his hand, fucking his fingers. As the orgasm subsided, she pulled his fingers out of her pussy, bringing them to her mouth. She seductively sucked his fingers, tasting her juices. Barry moaned as he watched his fingers disappear between her sensual lips. The Trip Ch. 06 "Kim! Eric hasn't tried anything with you has he?" "What do you mean?" Kim said trying to sound as convincing as possible. "I mean has he tried to fuck you? I heard from Trish that he has a history of doing shit like that." The lump in Kim's throat was so big she almost choked. "No." "Kim? Has-he-tried-anything-with-you?" Rachael's voice barked an air of authority that was normally powerful enough to bring Kim to tears. "No-he-has-n't-Ra-chel," Kim replied carefully mocking her sister's stern tone. She hoped like hell she couldn't read the fear behind her words. Rachel was silent on the other end. "Rach?" Kim asked pulling her hand down and looking at the display on her cell phone. When she confirmed that it still read "connected" she placed the phone back to her ear. "Rachael?" "I'm still here, Kim. I'm just trying to figure out if I believe you or not. I'm not going to have to come up there am I?" "I'm fine! Eric helped me submit the petition for the restraining order. We've got everything under control over here, trust me." Kim's lips quivered with every word. There was more silence on the other end. "Kim, I just want to be sure that you ---," Just then, a beeping noise interrupted Rachael mid sentence. "Rachael?" "Hold on," Rachael said. "Someone's on the other line." For the few brief seconds that Rachael was away, Kim was finally able to breathe. She hoped her words were convincing enough to put her sister's concerns to rest, even if they weren't true. Kim heard the line beep again and immediately sat at attention. "Kim! I gotta call you back, it's the insurance company. Tell me again everything is alright up there. If you need me to, I'll be there." "Everything is fine. Go. Talk to your insurance company. I'll call you later, okay?" "All right. Watch out for Eric, Kim. If what Trish said was true, he may be sneakier than you think." "Will do," Kim said trying to hide the irony in her tone of voice. "Keep me updated on what's going on up there -- I'm serious, Kim." "I will -- bye." Kim clicked the cell phone closed, collapsed on the bed beneath her and sighed. She couldn't get off the phone fast enough. How had it all come to this? All the lies? To Rachael AND Brian. Things seemed to be spinning ridiculously out of control. She needed to get a handle on things and she needed to do it right NOW. Her thoughts eventually fell to Ellis. HE was the one responsible for this mess. Kim was convinced that her life would be just fine if she'd never had the misfortune of meeting him in the first place... Just over six years ago, Kim was attending Cal State University Long Beach majoring in Graphic Design when she met Ellis. Ellis was a few years older than she and was in his Junior year as a psychology major. Kim's memories of Ellis were of the twenty-one year old man with short black hair, brown eyes and a chocolaty dark brown skin that made her weak in the knees every time she saw him. Even then, Ellis had been extremely popular with the women on campus but had taken a sudden and undeniable liking to Kimberly Alexis Brown. Their first year together they had a typical whirlwind romance. Quiet nights on the beach and long semi-studying semi-make out sessions. Ellis had been the perfect gentleman. Always holding doors open for her, flooding her with random gifts and compliments at every opportunity. Every girl on campus was envious -- as they should have been. Everything WAS perfect up to that point. Perfect until that cool October evening in 1999. Kim and Ellis had been up late studying in his apartment. It was getting late and Kim was getting tired. The night had went well until Kim mistakenly decided to get up to leave. "Where are you going?" Ellis said not looking up from his book. He could hear Kim shuffling her books and papers around while she fumbled around her chair for her jacket. "It's almost 1:00 in the morning. I'm going home to bed." "You can stay here, you know? You usually do." "I know, I just have to get back to my place tonight. I've got to try to get some laundry done before school tomorrow or I'll have nothing to wear. Plus, I promised my roommate I'd give her a ride to the doctor in the morning." Ellis stood up, glided over to Kim and grabbed her by the neck. He dug in his fingers painfully blocking off her air supply. "I SAID, I wanted you to stay here tonight!" Ellis quickly released her neck as Kim gasped and fell to the floor trying to figure out just what had happened. Ellis grabbed Kim by her hair and lifted her head up to his. "And I'm not really in the mood to argue with you about it!" Ellis released Kim's hair and let her head fall back to the floor and unceremoniously stepped over her like a pile of garbage waiting to be thrown out. That night was the first night Kim had ever seen the evil side of Ellis Richards and that night was the first of many that he had ever forced himself upon her -- physically and sexually. Kim had spent many days and nights thinking about what had happened, what she had done to upset him so and what she could have done to avoid it. She was completely convinced that it was her fault for not completely submitting to his wishes. Besides, he had been unrelentingly sweet, generous and apologetic to her following that night and she gave him the benefit of the doubt that his promises that it would never happen again were sincere. And they were...for a while. Those torturous years passed like a blur, all of the brutality melding like one giant unbelievable movie she was watching. It didn't appear to be real. There were good times. VERY good times, the times just before they wed and just after. When Ellis was in a VERY good mood he could be the most incredibly polite and giving person in the world. It's just as the years waned on, those times became fewer and farther between. The "good" side of Ellis was becoming more and more scarce and the minute strands of love that still kept Kim by his side were slowly turning into an innate fear and hatred for him. The only thing that kept her around was the knowledge that if she'd have ever tried to leave him, he would undoubtedly kill her. Kim knew this. She also knew her family wasn't safe either. When Ellis was angry, he could become the most dangerous man in the world so it was best for her to try as hard as she could to make sure he wasn't angry. And THAT was becoming increasingly harder by the day. Then the drinking began. Ellis's constant intoxication was quickly hammering in the last nail of their marital coffin. Kim had to leave -- even if it meant that someone had to die in the process. Kim lay there in her hotel bed thinking about how she had lied to Rachael about her business with Eric Jeffries. Rachael was no fool, she most likely didn't believe a word out of Kim's mouth, but for the time being she had accepted it and even though Kim tried to put it out of her mind, it lingered there threatening to drive her crazy. She glanced over at the large Manila folder that she received from Eric that afternoon. He had been busy researching her case against Ellis and had provided her with copies of the all of the paperwork from her subsequent abuse reports against him along with various pictures taken by the police staff. Even though it was unlikely, Eric had petitioned to have the case go to trial in San Francisco and planned to use the bulk of his findings as evidence during the trial. He had asked her to review them so that it was still fresh in her mind. But Kim didn't need to see them right now. She lived it, and she had no need to tear those wounds wide open right now. She'd probably have to relive it all over again at the trial anyway so, for the moment, it could wait. She had just turned on the television set to clear her mind when there was a knock at the door. As she walked over to it she yelled out "Who's there?" then closed her left eye to look out the peep hole with her right. "Brian!" The voice yelled back. Looking out the peep hole she confirmed that it really was him and her heart skipped a beat. He was the one thing she needed right now. Kim opened the door and Brian walked in holding up a plastic bag with Styrofoam containers and napkins inside. "I've got Chinese. Hope you like it." "I do! Come in!" She gushed holding the door open wide allowing him to enter. The smell of orange chicken and egg rolls quickly permeated the room. He tried to put up a façade to cover the real reason for his visit. He wanted to know if Kim would spill the beans about her little tryst this afternoon without any coaxing from him. He hoped she would volunteer the information at least. If she didn't, it meant she planned on lying to him about it the whole time. And that, more than the act itself, angered him greatly. As Brian placed the bag on the counter and began pulling out the containers, Kim hip-checked him with a wink and a smile. Brian smiled, not looking up to acknowledge her. His mind was too busy wondering how that evening would turn out. "How was your day?" Kim said diving into the bag. The intoxicating smell of the egg rolls was more than she could handle. Brian thought for a minute, searching for the right word. "Interesting," Brian said finally. He glanced quickly at Kim then back down to the bag as he pulled out a pair of wooden chopsticks connected at the top. "Care to elaborate?" Kim asked. "Not really," Brian said softly. He was holding his Styrofoam container in his hand now, picking at his food with his chopsticks. "So what did you do today?" Brian asked, not looking up from his food. "Not much, just ran some errands and did a bit of shopping at the mall." "Is that all?" "Yeah, pretty much," Kim said pulling out a plastic fork from inside the bag. "Sounds kind of uneventful. Somehow I would think you'd have found more to do than that." Brian finally looked up and caught Kim's eyes with his own. "Well, I'd call eating Chinese food out of Styrofoam containers with you eventful," Kim said smiling. Brian's dark green eyes bore into Kim's as though they were searching for the piece of her that would let her trust him enough to be completely honest with him. He didn't find it. "So, you're not going to tell me," he whispered. "Hmm?" She let a long noodle snake its way into her mouth. "Tell you what?" Brian looked at Kim blankly, his eyes almost pleading with her to tell him on her on accord. Kim shook her head and chuckled. "Tell you what, Brian?" "Nothing," Brian said looking back down at his food. Brian knew he had no claim on Kim. He didn't even know what the hell it was that they were supposed to be doing. Were they dating, were they just having fun? They'd never actually set any rules, so it made little sense at this point that he should be jealous. Even so, the vein in his neck throbbed relentlessly. "Oh! I bought you something!" Kim said as her face suddenly lit up as the thought seemed to surprise her as well. "It's in the bedroom, I'll be right back." Brian feigned a smile and nodded. He watched as she practically skipped into the other room with excitement, almost knocking her food off the counter in her haste to set it down. Brian tried to be excited, but the thought of another man fucking Kim would not leave his conscience alone. "I had to guess at your size. I can't believe I've known you for almost a week now and I don't know what size shirt you wear! You'd think as much as I've seen you out of them, I could at least make a somewhat educated guess!" Kim said yelling from the other room. Kim's words registered in Brian's brain, but he had other things on his mind at the moment. The image of Kim and another man still swam around in his head, but something else had caught his attention. The big yellow folder sitting on the counter with a business card attached that read: The Trip Ch. 06 Rachael watched as she hooked her backpack over her shoulder and closed the door behind her. It would be the last time she would see Chloe alive. * The Trip Ch. 06 Barry felt his cock go rock hard in an instant. He slid onto the ground, pulling Beth onto him. She let her firm breasts drag across his chest. Berry leaned up, taking her breast into his mouth. Beth held his face in her breasts, feeling his mouth sucking on her flesh. She rocked her hips against his hard cock as it slid up and down her lips. "Fuck me Barry... please... fuck me," Beth moaned, stunned by her own forcefulness. "I want to feel you inside me," she purred. Barry adjusted his hips, sliding his cock down her slit until the thick head pressed against her opening. Beth closed her eyes, biting her lower lip as she wiggled her ass against him, feeling the hard, thick shaft penetrating her tunnel. "Ohhhh Ggggdddddd, that's it... Oooooohhhhhh Gggdddd!" she cried as Barry thrust his hips up, stabbing deep into her wet cunt. Barry slid his cock all the way into her, sliding slowly in and out of her warm, tight cunt. Beth, resting her hands on his chest for support, rocked her hips slowly, savoring the long slow strokes of Barry's cock. Mike had always fucked her fast, pounding her until he came after just few strokes. Barry kept the pace slow, adding to the build up. Beth squeezed her cunt tight around the sliding shaft, trying to hold it inside her. In... out... in... out, Barry's thick cock stretched her as she impaled herself on it. The pace was numbing. Her body began shaking, trembling as he fucked her in his own time. Barry lifted his head, his mouth attacking her beautiful breasts. "Damn it, Barry... fuck me, fuck me hard!!!" Beth pleaded, rocking her hips harder against his hips. Beth grimaced as she felt another, larger orgasm about to wrack her body. Barry, sensing the moment, grabbed Beth's waist, lifting her, then slamming her down onto his thick cock, thrusting his hips as she came crashing down. Beth screamed with pleasure as Barry rammed his cock deeper and deeper into her, increasing his pace with each thrust. His hips slammed against her, pounding her hard. "Ooohhh fffuuuucckkkkk, I'mmmm cuuuummminnng," Beth cried, thrusting her hips back and forth against Barry. Her body went stiff as the orgasm released its force inside her. She came in a torrent, her juices squirting out of her cunt. Barry concentrated hard so as not to cum at the same time, wanting to last a little longer. Beth collapsed onto Barry, exhausted. She came several more times until she lost count of the number. As she leaned against Barry, her breasts crushed against his chest. She kissed his face and chest as he continued to thrust slowly, trying to calm himself down. "Ooohhhh Gggdddd, Barry, that was great," Beth whispered as she rocked her hips on his still hard cock. Beth felt some hands on her back and some breasts rubbing against her. "You aren't going to hog him, are you?" Jane asked. Beth smiled, rolling off of Barry, kissing him deeply on his mouth. Jane and Shona knelt on either side of him, flicking their tongues over his wet cock. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, you taste sooo good, Beth," Shona said smiling. Barry leaned up on his elbows, watching Jane and Shona suck his throbbing cock. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. Jane batted her eyes at him as she engulfed his hard cock, her head bobbing up and down the long shaft. "Ooohhhh fffuuuucckkkkk," Barry moaned as his cock slid deep into Jane's talented mouth. Jane felt the thick rod throbbing, jerking against her throat. She knew he was about to lose it. She pulled away, and opened her mouth. Shona and Jane leaned toward the twitching cock as Barry let lose of his load. Stream after stream of hot cum flew through the air, landing in their hungry mouths or on their faces, Beth stroked his cock, aiming at the two open mouths. Both Jane's and Shona's faces were covered with Barry's hot goo, running down their cheeks. They giggled and kissed each other, sharing his seed. "I want some of that," Beth said, pulling Jane to her, kissing her, tasting Barry on her tongue. Terri was hesitant, but Shona pulled her to her, kissing her passionately. Terri opened her mouth, accepting Shona's wet tongue, tasting Barry. By now the sun had fully set but the full moon gave plenty of light for the five friends to see each other clearly. The moonlight cast a slight light on the girls' bodies, accentuating their curves. Barry could not imagine anything as erotic or sensual as this. They rested together for a few minutes before heading back to the camper. Everyone was in a good mood, especially Beth. She had just had the first affair of her new life. The Trip Ch. 07 The camper was a beehive of activity as everyone helped to clean or fix supper. Jane might bump into Terri and give her a quick kiss or Shona might have to squeeze past Barry, grabbing his cock as they slipped past one another. They decided to eat outside in the cool night air. There were no other campers nearby so the girls put on their night-clothes. Jane, who loved baby dolls, wore a sheer blue top that loosely tied just above her large firm breasts. The top hung down to just below her trim waist. Small, thin panties barely covered her beautiful round ass. Shona wore her gold satin chemise. The top of it was sheer, barely holding her breasts. Her nipples, hard from rubbing against the thin lace, showed through while the skirt part hugged her hips then flared loosely. A pair of gold, bikini panties finished the outfit and were easily seen whenever she even slightly bent over. Terri walked out of the camper carrying a plate of appetizers. She had on a simple stretch black lace chemise that was tight around her shapely body then flared at the hem, barely reaching the tops of her thighs. Thongs had come with the chemise but like everyone else, she wore panties so she could sit more easily. A slight breeze blew as Beth stepped out of the camper. The baby doll she wore did little to keep the air off her body. She had on a red sheer top with ruffles on the neck and hem and a pair of red matching panties. In the moonlight, Barry could clearly see her body as if she were naked. Beth had brought this, hoping to rekindle some of the lost passion between her and Mike. She had somehow never quite got around to wearing it but felt as though tonight would be a good night for it. Clad in just a T-shirt and shorts, Barry kept the fire going, the flickering of the fire casting a shimmering light on everyone. They all talked freely for the next hour or so, mostly sitting on lawn chairs. Jane sat at the feet of Shona, stroking her long, shapely legs as they talked. After a while, the conversation eventually turned to sex. Jane and Shona talked about their wild days at St. Mary's Boarding school, giggling at some of the outrageous escapades they had got up to. Terri had been more active than Beth, enjoying her years in college. Beth was surprised at some of the things Terri had done. "Come on, Beth, you aren't going to tell me that you never picked up some random guy at a bar?" Terri asked incredulously. Beth blushed, telling everyone one that she had just one time, but that she had felt so guilty, that she never did it again. She did, however, confess that she had wanted to many times, just that her strict religious upbringing made her afraid. Beth listened intensely to the stories Jane and Shona told, wishing that she had had the nerve to do things like that. She really liked her new friends and realized that just because they had been free with their bodies, that they were still very sweet and caring people. She also thought about those people who professed holiness and purity but were actually quite mean and cruel. "When I bought this outfit, I was almost ashamed to take it to the checkout. I thought that the sales woman might think of me a slut or something. Mike saw it in my bag but was more concerned about the cost than what it would look like on me," Beth said softly, almost embarrassed at how her life had turned out. She sat upright, biting her lower lip. She had a determined look on her face, "but I have decided right now that things will be different." Everyone smiled and congratulated Beth on her decision, even Terri, who had never really liked her husband, Mike. "You know Mike tried to put the move on me earlier this summer?" Terri said, confessing to Beth. Beth's eyes widened, her jaw dropped. "Remember when we were at our pool last month? You and John stayed outside while Mike offered to help me with the drinks." Barry looked at Beth, seeing the hurt in her eyes. Terri saw the hurt, too, and wanted to stop. "Go on, Terri, finish the story. Beth needs to hear it so she can make a clean break of the asshole," Jane said. Shona nodded her head in agreement. "Well, once in the kitchen, Mike closed the door then walked up behind me. Remember, I was wearing that red twist top bikini. Well, as I was saying, once in the kitchen, Mike let his hand slide across the back of my waist, then down onto my ass. He leaned against me as I poured the drinks. I could feel his cock against me. He told me how hot I looked and how he had always found me sexy. I tried to ignore him, making a joke about it but he kept at it. He slid his hand up my side, cupping my tits, then pulled my top down. He kissed the back of my neck while his hand groped my tits," Terri confessed, the words tumbling out in a rush. Beth just sat there, numb. She had suspected Mike of flirting too much with some other women, even thinking he might have even fucked someone, but not a close friend like Terri. Terri continued slowly, " I thrust my hips back, hitting Mike in the balls. He grabbed my hair, jerking my head back telling me that I had better not tell you or John about this. I told him to get the fuck out of there then we came out to the pool. Nothing has happened since." "I remember that you were wearing the top as a twist, then later as a tube top, Terri. Is that the reason? You also seemed very cold to Mike from then on. I did notice the change," Beth said, accepting the fact that she would now never go back to Mike. "I'm sorry for not telling you sooner... I just didn't know what to do, what to say," Terri said. Beth stood up, the light from the moon and fire highlighting her curves, "Well, enough of this... that is in the past. What I want right now is to be with my new friends." Jane smiled, standing and walking over to Beth. She slid her hands up and down Beth's arms, their breasts pressing lightly against one another. The others just watched as Jane reached up to kiss Beth softly, tenderly on her lips. Beth moaned softly, letting her hands fall down Jane’s back. She pulled Jane tight to her body, wrapping her hands around Jane's waist. Barry looked at their breasts, squeezed out the sides. Shona, meanwhile, moved over to Terri, stroking her hair as she leaned to kiss her new friend. Jane ground her pussy against Beth, the thin panties doing little to dampen the feeling. Barry watched as the four women caressed each other, their hands gliding effortlessly over their partners. Beth cupped Jane's large breasts, squeezing them gently. Jane cooed as she felt Beth pull the string holding her top together. Her breasts fell out into Beth's waiting hands. Sliding her tongue down Jane's neck, she began sucking on her fleshy globes. "Oooohhhh yesssss, Beth, suck my tits," Jane moaned, holding Beth to her breasts. Beth sucked and bit her flesh, taking her hard nipple into her mouth. Jane reached down, cupping one of Beth's breasts, rubbing her nipple through the lacy material. The scratching of the lace sent bolts of electricity through her body. Jane looked over at Barry, who was sitting on he chair enjoying the show. She smiled at him, winked then turned her attention back to Beth. She slid slowly to the ground, pulling Beth with her. "Oohhh fffuuuucckkkkk, Beth... yesssss," Jane cried as Beth bit her hard nipples. Beth slid her tongue down Jane's belly to the top of her panties. She inhaled Jane's aroma, flicking her tongue over her wet panties. Until meeting Beth and Terri, Jane had only had been with two other girls apart from Shona. The girls in question had been friends of Shona and Jane's at school and on both occasions, Jane had merely responded to the situation, her actions dictated by her high state of arousal rather than any real desire for her friends. Since leaving school Shona was the only girl that Jane had had but the emotions surrounding the past few days had added to the passion she now experienced with Terri and Beth. Jane lifted her hips, letting Beth slide her wet panties off her tight ass, exposing her smooth, wet cunt to the cool air. Beth looked at Jane's pussy for a moment, still amazed at all that had happened recently. She had never imagined herself loving another woman as she had Jane, Shona or even Terri, her best friend. Jane looked at Beth as she paused between her legs. Jane pulled Beth's head slightly towards her cunt. Beth came willingly, plunging her tongue deep into her quivering muffin. "Ooohhh fffuuuucckkkkk!!" Jane screamed, "Eat me, Beth, eat my cunt!!" Beth drove her face hard against Jane's wet pussy, her tongue lashing at the moist folds. Jane arched her back as her first orgasm spewed her juices from her tunnel, filling Beth's hungry mouth. Jane grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard as she came, her body shuddering. Beth licked and sucked all she could, taking in Jane's sweet juices. Barry looked over at Shona and Terri who were locked in a sensual sixty-nine position with Shona on top. Terri was moaning loudly as Shona sucked her cunt with the expertise that only years of experience could give. Terri was writhing in lust, her hips bucking wildly as Shona teased then plunged her tongue deep into Terri's aching cunt. Terri tried to stay focused on Shona's pussy but she kept losing her concentration. "Ooohhh Gggdddd, Shona... you're killing me!!" Terri cried, her hips reaching for Shona's talented mouth. Unable to keep eating Shona, Terri thrust two fingers deep into Shona's cunt, fingering her hard. Shona jumped from the sudden thrust, but kept working on Terri. "Oooohhhh fffuuuucckkkkk," Terri screamed, her hips fucking Shona's tongue. She thrust her hips up, her body tensing as she came hard, her cunt flooding Shona's mouth with her cum. Shona sucked hard on her cunt, taking all she could, flicking her tongue over Terri's swollen clit. Terri fell back, breathing deeply, trying to catch her breath, "Ooohhh Ggddddd, Shona, that was incredible." Shona slid around, kissing Terri, sharing the taste of her juices with her. Barry sat in the chair, stroking his cock slowly, nursing it back to life after the fucking he had received just a few hours ago. Jane and Shona crawled over to Barry, eyeing him seductively. Barry knew he was in for a treat. Shona still had her chemise on. She rubbed her large, firm breasts over his hard cock, the lace adding to the friction on the tender underside. Barry moaned, feeling Shona wrapping her large breasts around his cock, sliding it up and down. "Ooohhh Ggdddd, you two are the best cock suckers ever," Barry said, by way of a complement. "Are they better than me?" Beth said pouting, her fingers playing with her clit. "I hate to say it, Beth, I really do, but yes... they are the best I have ever had. You're good, really, but they are something special," Barry said, trying not to hurt Beth's feelings. Beth looked a little dejected "Mike used to try to get me to watch the porn movies he has... now I know why." Shona turned to Beth, pulling her to them, "Look Beth, Jane and I ARE special as far as sucking goes," she said matter of fact. "We pride ourselves on it and everyone at the school knew that we were the best. Nearly ever guy we have been with have said that," Shona said with a little pride. "When Jane and I first become head girls at school we had to race each other, giving head to the then head boys," Shona explained. "Jane just beat me that day, setting a new school record in the process," she continued, giving her friend a quick kiss. "It was a record that she held until my kid sister bettered it by almost ten seconds the following year." Jane sighed theatrically. "Well it was fun while it lasted," she said, "and there's no shame in losing out to a pro like your Niamh. It's just possible that she might even be better than we are. She certainly seemed popular." "Yeah, maybe," Shona said with a shrug. Turning back to Beth, she said, "Anyway, just watch Jane and me and see what we do. It probably isn't much different from what you do, but that little bit is enough. Hmmm, Barry?" "Oh Ggggdddd, yes!" Barry exclaimed. "just watch these two in action and you will see what Shona means." Shona smiled at Beth, kissing her gently on the cheek. She looked up at Barry, smiling. "Now are you ready for the best BJ you have ever had?" she asked coyly. Barry could only nod his head. He knew he was in for something special. Jane and Shona decided to take turns with Barry, each showing Beth and Terri their different skills. Shona started first. She wrapped her fingers around Barry's thick shaft, stroking it gently. Barry could feel the warmth of her breath on the tip. Shona whipped her tongue around the head, flicking the tip of her tongue into the slit. Barry leaned back in the chair, already having to concentrate so as not to cum too soon. "Now, look up at him, show him you want him," Shona said to Beth, just before she dropped her mouth, engulfing Barry's hard cock completely. "Ooohhhh Gggdddddd, Shona", Barry moaned as Shona bobbed her head up and down, sucking tightly on his thick rod. Beth watched as Shona used her fingers to add to Barry's sensations. Shona squeezed and released her grip at different points to bring Barry closer to cumming. Letting his cock slip out of her mouth, Shona, tilted her head, sucking and kissing the tender underside of his prick, her fingers caressing his balls. Beth noticed how Shona would change her pace, sometimes sucking hard and fast, then sometimes slow and soft. Engulfing his cock once more, Shona lifted her head, scraping her teeth up his cock as she did. The pleasure, mixed with pain, was almost too much. Barry had to think about the trash and sports to keep from cumming in Shona's wonderful mouth. "My turn, babe," Jane said, pulling Shona away from Barry's thick cock. Barry looked at Jane, smiling. He knew that Jane loved to suck cock and with her reputation on the line she was going to be great. Jane nuzzled her face against the hard shaft, like a dog nuzzling against his master. Looking up at Barry, Jane gave a seductive smile, sliding her tongue up and down the thick cock. Barry was already straining not to cum. He wished he could stay hard and enjoy the lesson for hours. Holding his cock upright, Jane lowered her head below him, taking his sensitive sac into her hot mouth, gently flicking her tongue over his balls. "Ooohhhh fffuuuucckkkkk, Jane," Barry cried, grabbing at the chair. His body trembled uncontrollably. This was the first time Beth and Terri had really watched someone giving and getting head. They both found it very erotic, their pussies getting progressively wetter as the watched the scene unfold. Seeing Barry on the very edge of ecstasy, straining to control himself, gave the girls a new perspective on lovemaking. Looking up at Barry, Jane opened her mouth and slowly slid his cock into her, wrapping her lips tightly around the thick shaft. Slowly she slid her mouth up and down his cock, making the sensation last longer. Then Jane did something a little different. She held the cock, rubbing the head around her mouth, poking out her cheek. Barry could now not only feel his cock in her mouth, but also see it there too. Jane batted her long lashes over her ice blue eyes, giving an innocent look to this very sensual and erotic moment. After teasing him like this for a few moments, she then took him hard, sucking harder and harder on Barry's throbbing cock. Jane knew that he could not hold out much longer. Just before she felt him about to let loose his load, she pulled her mouth off, stroking the thick, hard shaft furiously. Shona and Beth joined Jane in circling Barry's cock, waiting for his ejaculation. "Come on Barry, cum on us", Jane cried, flicking her tongue over the tip. Barry leaned back in the chair, grabbing the armrests as he groaned with pleasure, his cock jerking in Jane's fingers. His cock erupted, firing stream after stream of hot goo through the air. While Terri watched, the three other girls opened their mouths, trying to catch what they could. Much of the cum fell on their faces and breasts, running down their cheeks and chin. Beth reached out and took Terri's hand, wrapping it around Barry's cock as it continued spewing it hot seed. Together they stroked his still hard cock until no more cum came out of the tip. Jane and Shona kissed and licked each other's faces, cleaning the other of the warm goo. Beth smiled at Terri then engulfed the twitching cock, sucking it dry of all its juices. Barry slumped in the chair, breathing hard, looking a the four beautiful women at his feet. Jane slid up between his legs, letting her large breasts rub against his cock and belly. She smiled, kissing her way up to his face. "So can you tell Beth who is the better cocksucker, me or Shona?" Jane asked, batting her beautiful blue eyes at Barry. Shona stood at his side, rubbing her breasts on his face, "Yes, tell us, Barry... who is better?" Barry froze for a moment, unsure as to what to say. "Hhhhmmmmmmmm, let me think," he said smiling. "Now for the benefit of Beth and Terri, let me describe why you two are the best damn cocksuckers around." The girls settled onto the ground, eagerly listening as if to a great teacher. "First, you are both great... no doubt. I think even Terri and Beth could see that." They both nodded their heads in agreement. They had been impressed with the style and technique of Jane and Shona. Barry sat up, leaned forward in his chair. He smiled, thinking about situation... here he was, sitting in a chair with four incredibly beautiful and sexy women sitting on the ground in front of him. "As to who is better, I can't say. You are both great... subtly different but both fantastic. Like filet mignon or lobster... which is better? Either way, you are having a great meal." Jane and Shona looked at each other, smiling knowing that neither had "lost". "One thing that makes them so great," Barry continued, " is that they LOVE to suck and it shows. It's not something they feel like they have to do to get it out of the way. They love doing it. That adds so much to the feeling. The change of pace, the different things all add to it. Not just sucking up and down, but sucking on my balls, tonguing the tip and underside. They concentrate on the whole cock, not just one part." Jane and Shona were giggling, basking in the glow of their success. Beth and Terri were actually listening intensely, wanting to improve their style. "How were their styles different and could you really tell?" asked Terri. "Yeah... can you really tell them apart? Is there that much difference between women going down?" Beth asked, resting her arms on Barry's thigh. Barry took a deep breath, pushing Beth's hair away from her face. The light of the fire threw a soft glow on the faces of the women, adding to the sensuality of the night. "Even though you have been with a woman for just two days, can you tall a difference between me and, say, Shona?" replied Barry. Beth nodded her head slowly, thinking about how Shona was more tender when she took her whereas Barry was more aggressive. Even when Shona or Jane got more active and aggressive, it was different. She couldn't really place her finger on it, but she understood what Barry was saying. Reflecting on it further, she realized that even between the two girls, there were subtly differences in their approach. "Now the difference between Jane and Shona, Barry began again, "is that Jane tends to make love to my cock more, whereas Shona tends to fuck it with her mouth. Now... who needs a drink?" he asked. Everyone raised their hands. Barry offered to get everyone a drink. When he returned to his chair from the camper, the girls had paired off, cuddling together near the fire. Jane and Shona sat arm in arm next to the fire while Terri lay on the ground, her head resting in Beth's lap. Barry gave each girl their drink and returned to his chair, enjoying the view from the fire. They talked quietly for about an hour. It was beginning to get a little late so Jane and Shona excused themselves, giggling as they went into the camper. The Trip Ch. 07 Chloe Adams was born in Cheyenne, Wyoming where she lived with her family until she turned eighteen. She was the youngest and only daughter of her parents' five children. Her family owned a well respected farm in the valley and daily life for her was not unlike that of a ranch hand on any other farm in the country. Growing up with four brothers had its share of difficulties for Chloe. She spent half her time rough and tumbling with her brothers on the farm, and the other half learning to be a domesticate with her mother in the kitchen. She had a hard time deciding which type of woman she wanted to be, so she did her best to be a bit of both. Around the age of seven, Chloe started having a problem with night terrors. She would often wake up in the middle of the night screaming, her body and bed soaked with sweat. Her dreams would be horrific, almost paralyzing some nights. So much, in fact, that she was too frightened to go back to sleep a lot of the time. She would spend her waking hours keeping herself busy trying not to think that the glorious days would soon turn to night and she would have to endure that unspeakable hell all over again. Her parents had taken her to various psychologists to try and figure out what was causing Chloe's terrible dreams and what could be done to cease them. No one could really get a handle on what was going on. Having grown up on a farm, her father was convinced that it may have been traumatizing for her to see animals slaughtered on a regular basis. Maybe the sight of it all left her uneasy around the farm and they wondered if it would be something she would ever outgrow. Adults speculated about the origin of Chloe's dreams for years, but Chloe knew what had started them all and it was a secret she would take to her grave. When Chloe was seven she was out in their thirty acres of back yard going through the rows of corn picking some for dinner. She was just heading out of the field when the sound of a woman yelling caught her attention. She turned her sights over to the Webber farm just across the field and over the barbed wire fence. Mr. Webber was dragging Mrs. Webber out of the house by her arm and pulling her along the ground toward the chicken coop in their back yard. Mrs. Webber was screaming and kicking wildly as her legs made trail marks in the bare dirt outlining their house. Mr. Webber had dragged her out of sight around the house. Chloe blinked hard and her heart raced. She had no idea what was going on. Were they playing a game? If so, Mrs. Webber didn't look like she was having much fun at all. The Webber couple were known for their violent outbursts in the community. Mr. Webber was a raging drunk who would frequently come home late at night intoxicated. The constant fighting and yelling coming from their farm was pretty much routine for anyone who lived within a twenty mile radius. Police officers were called to their residence so regularly, it was almost a daily occurrence. The two had disappeared around the house when Chloe heard a loud thud and suddenly Mrs. Webber was quiet. She stood and waited for a few minutes only to see Mr. Webber return to the front of his house, his clothes splattered with blood and a bloodied axe in his hand. Chloe's eyes widened and she dropped her bucket of corn. The sudden sound made Mr. Webber glance out into the field for its source. Luckily, Chloe was still short enough to be hidden by the tall grass and corn stalks. She ducked underneath the brush and watched as Mr. Webber closed in on her location. "Who's there!?" He yelled. He began swinging his axe in the brush trying to get a clear view of what may have been hiding. "Who's there!?" He yelled over an over again. It seemed like an eternity that Chloe sat in the brush waiting for Mr. Webber to be satisfied that no one was there. Just then, a jack rabbit jumped out of the brush and hopped past Mr. Webber. The fear on his face diminished as he took one more check in the brush with his axe. He finally turned back toward the house. "God damn rabbits!" He screamed. Chloe watched as he quickly walked into his house and let the screen door shut behind him. It wasn't until months later did the authorities ever find out what had happened to Patricia Webber. Chloe recalled the whole scene with the police cars and Mr. Webber being carted off to jail. It took investigators less than a week to dig up all the remains of Frank Webber's wife. And even though he was being punished for his crime, the damage was still done. From the day that Chloe saw the murder of Patricia Webber, her nightmares had begun. As the years went on, her nightmares became fewer and farther between until they all but disappeared, but even now, Chloe had never really forgotten the dramatic effect of that horrific day and those terrifying nights. She grew up, moved out further west and tried to start a new life away from the farm that harvested not only food, but a lifetime of horrible memories. *** Chloe found herself in L.A. trying to forge a life in the huge and unfamiliar city. She had already come to terms with her sexuality in high school and by the time she made it to California, was extremely comfortable with the idea that she preferred women to men. Chloe first met Rachael at a mutual friend's birthday party. Rachael Brown was notoriously known as being one of the elite lesbian community's playgirls. Anyone who left a party with her knew exactly what they were getting in to. Rachael Brown was a very attractive and an irresistibly seductive woman and any woman (or man, although futile) would give anything to be with her. She was the oldest daughter of wealthy entrepreneur Maxwell Brown, owner of Brown Industries, an architectural conglomerate known throughout the western states. The company was known for designing some of the most elaborate, modern-day and technologically unique buildings in the country. Being the first daughter of the Brown clan, Rachael was lavished with every possible thing her heart ever desired. Her father taught her the virtues of hard work, and she held that close to her heart, but she was indeed a rich party girl and she easily lived up to her reputation. One evening Rachael was attending a swanky birthday bash being thrown by one of her wealthy friends when a beautiful young woman with long brown hair and stunning blue eyes walked in and immediately caught Rachael's attention. The young lady saw Rachael and smiled. The attraction was instant and magnetic. Rachael had to get to know her. Chloe wore a very well fitting red strapless dress and three-inch heels to match. She was carrying a matching red, satin purse tightly clutched in both hands in front of her. Chloe had spent much of the night mingling with the other guests and quietly watching Rachael Brown. Everyone watched Rachael Brown, but Chloe stood out to Rachael and Chloe knew that Rachael was watching her too. Eventually, she smoothly glided over to Rachael to introduce herself when she was rudely interrupted by another woman who arrogantly dismissed and ignored Chloe's attempt to talk to Rachael first. Undeterred, Chloe placed a small, yellow napkin into Rachael's vest jacket and walked away. Rachael reached in her pocket to find a name and phone number printed on it. In true Rachael Brown form, she quickly dismissed the unlucky woman talking to her and quickly plucked Chloe out of the crowd. When Rachael brought Chloe back to her place, she had every intention of seducing her. Rachael had always been a mistress of conquests. She rarely ever kept a lover more than a night or two, and in her eyes, Chloe was no different. No sooner had they entered her apartment than Rachael pushed Chloe up against the wall and kissed her fiercely. Chloe's purse strap still clung to her fingers as she tried to shake her hand loose from its binding. Rachael was busy running her hands up Chloe's dress fondling the quickly stiffening nub beneath her cotton panties. Her hands finally free, Chloe responded in turn kissing Rachael back and running her hands up the underside of her blouse. Rachael released Chloe from her invasive kiss, lifted the bottom half of her dress and angrily yanked her panties from her body. With Chloe's sex completely exposed, Rachael quickly burrowed her head beneath Chloe's dress. She gasped and let her body fall back against the wall in the wake of Rachael's tongue devouring her pussy from stem to stern. Chloe lifted her leg and rested it on Rachael's shoulder, looking for some form of support to keep her from collapsing to the floor below. Chloe reluctantly tore Rachael's lips from her body and gasped again when the heat from Rachael's warm mouth was gone. Rachael stood up and locked her mouth on Chloe's again, letting her taste herself on Rachael's lips. Rachael pulled Chloe backward with her and they both collapsed on the couch behind them. Chloe fell on top of Rachael, their lips still locked in an intense tango. Rachael began unbuttoning her own blouse and Chloe's hands found their way inside her partially opened shirt and underneath her bra. She teased her nipple as Rachael squealed from the intense sensation of Chloe fondling her body-- And just as suddenly as it all began -- it ended. Chloe lifted herself off of Rachael's body, stood up and attempted to straighten her clothes. Her hair was in disarray and her face flushed. "What are you doing?" Rachael asked, her body still writhing on the couch below. "Nothing." Chloe said pulling her hair back in a large bun behind her head. Rachael let her forehead rest on the back of the couch and let out a sigh of pure frustration. "Are we going to do this or not?" She almost yelled as she sat there, with her blouse completely unbuttoned, exposing her full, voluptuous, heaving cleavage barely being contained by the black lace bra covering them. Chloe smiled and sat back down on the couch next to her. She leaned in and carelessly pushed Rachael to her back on the couch. She straddled her at the waist and held Rachael's hands tightly above her head. Rachael's breathing became erratic. The sexual excitement rose ten-fold in Rachael's body and her wanting hips began to move beneath Chloe in response. Chloe lay her body square on top of Rachael's as their lips closed in to connect. Chloe brushed her lips softly along the outline of Rachael's sending a shiver down her spine. She slowly ran her lips along the underside of Rachael's chin and back up the lines of the side of her face, stopping at her right ear. Chloe flicked her lobe with her tongue and whispered in her ear: "Not." Rachael's closed brown eyes suddenly shot open as she stared into Chloe's baby blues. Chloe smiled, kissed Rachael on the forehead and released the grip she had on her hands. "What the fuck do you mean, NOT?" Rachael sat up as Chloe stood up off the couch. "What exactly don't you understand?" Chloe said nonchalantly and straightening her dress again in the process. "Your reputation precedes you Ms. Brown, and if you want to be with me, you're going to have to work a hell of a lot harder than that." With that, she grabbed her jacket and purse and headed toward the front door of Rachael's apartment. Rachael sat there wide-eyed and horny as hell trying to figure out what in the world had just happened. Nobody -- NOBODY turned down Rachael Brown. What the fuck was this woman thinking? Just as Chloe was shutting the door behind her, she looked back at Rachael's stunned face. "You have my number," she said and she quietly closed the door behind her. Rachael lay on her couch irrevocably aroused and uncontrollably angry. She quickly got up, went through her mental rolodex of play things and within an hour had a replacement to help her with what she needed. Still. Chloe Adams had made a lasting impression. No one had ever been bold enough to walk away from her before. Didn't Chloe know who she was? She was Rachael Erin Brown, Goddammit! Chloe wasn't "important". She came from a poor family and she didn't really have much of an educational background. She was a NOBODY. But still. A few days had passed and Rachael's curiosity finally got the better of her. She picked up her cell phone, grabbed the folded up napkin lying on her nightstand with Chloe's number on it and dialed. From that day on, Rachael never went another day without the beautiful and spunky Chloe Adams in her life. *** Chloe exited her school's building around 9:30 that night, much later than the rest of her classmates. She frequently stayed after with the professor to go over missed answers on a test or to discuss future assignments. Tonight was no different. She was parked in the vast student parking lot by the wooded area off the highway next to the school. As she walked out onto the walkway ramp to cross from the school grounds to the student/faculty parking lot, she noticed there were only two other cars in the lot besides her own. The driver in one car had just turned on his headlights and was getting ready to pull off. No sooner had the car cleared the parking lot, then a black gloved hand reached in front of her and covered her mouth muffling her scream. "Chloe, Chloe, Chloe. Long time no see," the scraggly voice from behind muttered. Chloe immediately recognized the voice and the fear ripped through her like a hurricane. It was Ellis Richards. Chloe struggled to break free from Ellis's hold, but the harder she fought the tighter his grip on her body. By the time she stopped her struggles, Ellis's grip on her was so tight she felt dizzy and she had bent at the waist, half lowered to the ground. Her muffled screams began to subside and fade into tears. "Shhhhh", Ellis consoled. 'Don't move. Don't scream." He said in a gruff whisper. "Cooperate and you won't get hurt." He said placing his serrated Leatherman at her throat with his other hand. Chloe felt the coolness of the blade on her warm skin and blinked hard. She tried her best to compose herself, but in the face of what she was going through, he may as well have asked her to walk on water. She closed her eyes hard and tried to inhale deeply under Ellis's leather gloved hand that was still covering her mouth. "Where is she?" The voice came from behind her in a whisper. Ellis lowered his hand from her mouth and wrapped it around her neck. Chloe gasped in response. Chloe closed her eyes and tried to convince herself that this wasn't happening. She was having a nightmare like she used to when she was a child and she would soon awake to Rachael's warm skin and soft kisses. "San Francisco." "Where!?" "I don't know. She went up there to find some lawyer," she said crying. "I can't remember his name. Eric something...Jeffries! Eric Jeffries!" The blade of the knife was already piercing her flesh and warm trickles of blood ran down her neck. "Good girl", came the hoarse whisper from behind her. He took his hand and covered her mouth again. Chloe's eyes quickly flooded with tears. She held her breath and closed her eyes tight, she knew right well what was going to happen next. Ellis yanked his knife hand hard against her throat and her stiff body suddenly went limp. Ellis let her body slump to the ground as he cleaned it on his jacket sleeve and ran into the woods behind the school. Chloe Adams would never get the chance to wake up from her final nightmare. *** Brian had just pulled up in front of his apartment when his cell phone rang. It was John McCreary, his friend and co-worker. "Hey, asshole! I thought you were going to meet me at Marty's? I've been waiting for you for almost an hour! Where are you?" Brian had completely forgotten -- again -- to meet with John. They were supposed to be celebrating their mutual promotion by getting shit faced at Marty's bar. "John, I don't think I'm going to be able to make it tonight. Something's come up. Another night, okay?" "Brian, if you don't get your ass down here to Marty's right now I'm going to go to your place and personally drag you here myself! And trust me," he added. "You don't want me to do that. No excuses! Get your ass down here! Now!" The phone clicked and John was gone. He didn't bother waiting for a response from Brian. Brian snapped his cell phone shut and sat in his truck staring at Eric Jeffries's business card. He sighed, slipped the card in his jacket pocket and started his SUV. The more he thought about it, the more he thought a few beers weren't such a bad idea after all. * Twenty minutes later, Brian was just walking into Marty's when he saw John sitting at the bar ordering a round for everyone seated there. He saw Brian walk in and stood up to toast him. Brian looked at the bartender and before he could order his drink, the bartender looked at him and smirked. "You must be Brian! We've heard a lot about you!" He said glancing at John and presenting Brian with a beer. "This one's on me!" "Thanks!" Brian said briefly raising his glass toasting him. "Where the hell have you been?!" John asked, clearly intoxicated. "I've been here for over an hour, you asshole!" "I just had some things to take care of," he said taking a hard swallow of his beer. "What kind of things would be more important than getting drunk at Marty's?" He said toasting the bartender and downing a shot of whatever was in his shot glass. Brian appeared to be in deep thought and was quiet for a moment. "Hey," Brian said suddenly turning to John. "You ever hear of a lawyer named Eric Jeffries?" "No. Why?" John asked trying to choke back a beer in nearly one swallow. "I don't know, just curious. He knows a friend of mine. I was thinking about maybe paying him a visit tomorrow." "Wait. What was the name again?" "Eric Jeffries." Brian repeated. "Eric Jerfies?" John said, so drunk he was unable to pronounce the name correctly. "Why does that name sound familiar?" "You know him?" Brian asked with wide eyes. "I know of him, but I can't remember where." John sat staring at his drink as though if he concentrated on it hard enough, it would tell him. "Apparently he's some kind of divorce attorney. This woman I'm seeing --" John looked up at Brian with surprise. "You're seeing someone?! How come you never told me!?" He slung his arm around Brian's neck and pounded his fist on the bar to get the bartender's attention. "Another round for my friend here. He has a new girlfriend!" "You're drunk off your ass, let me take you home," Brian said reaching for John's arm when he suddenly jerked it away. "No!" He yelled, trying to stand up and almost falling over. "I can take care of myshelf." He stumbled over his own feet before catching himself on Brian's shoulder. Brian asked the bartender for the tab and he almost fell over himself when he got the bill. Brian paid with his credit card, then grabbed John's arm and his jacket from his stool and began walking him toward the door. "Wait!" John said stopping them both in their tracks and looking shocked. "I know where I know that name! Jerfies!" "Jeffries." Brian corrected. "Yeah, Jerfries. He's that one lawyer that was in the news some monshs ago. I think it was for shleeping with his clients." John looked at Brian with wide eyes and his mouth open in surprise. He used his hand to cover his mouth. "He's a perv!" John said in a loud, chuckled whisper. Brian stopped and looked at John for a moment, unsure if he should believe him or not. "John, are you sure? Do you know what you're talking about?" "Look, I may be drunk but I'm not shtupid. I remember him," he said nodding. "My wife kept talking about she had a friend that he tried to sucker into shleeping with him. She just found another lawyer, though." "Your wife's going to love you tonight," Brian said trying to balance John on his own two feet. The Trip Ch. 07 "I'm going to love her tonight too, if you know what I mean!" He said laughing just before tumbling to the floor. "Somehow I don't think so." Brian said picking him up and walking him outside to his truck. *** Rachael was sitting in front of the television set wondering where Chloe was. She was almost two hours late getting home and three calls to her cell phone went unanswered. Rachael found herself pacing about the living room, waiting for the front door to open any minute so she could kill her for making her worry, when the house phone suddenly rang. Rachael ran and grabbed the cordless phone from the kitchen wall. "Hello?" Rachael asked expectantly. "Hello, ma'am. This is Officer Ruiz from the Los Angeles police dept." Rachael instantly froze. "Do you know a Chloe Adams? This was the telephone number printed on her DMV records." "What happened!?" Rachael said bracing her self against the counter behind her. "Ma'am? Are you related to Chloe?" "What the fuck happened!?" "I'm very sorry, but we need someone to come down to the Los Angeles county coroner's to identify what we believe to be the body of Chloe Adams, ma'am." "Ma'am?" Officer Ruiz said on the other end. The phone had long since fallen from Rachael's hands as she slowly joined it on the floor. Her back slid down the counter cabinets and her eyes flooded with tears. She had warned Chloe to be careful, but even she never thought Ellis would be capable of something like this. Rachael picked the phone up off the floor, pressed the call end button and blindly placed it on the counter behind her. She quickly dressed and headed to the LA's Coroner's office to identify Chloe's body. The unveiling of Chloe's remains sent a pulse through Rachael like she'd never felt before. She was numb, but at the same time so incensed that Ellis would actually take it this far. To hurt a perfectly innocent person in the pursuit of his crazed obsession with Kim. "Do you have any idea who would want to do something like this to her?" The officer standing next to Rachael taking notes asked. Rachael stared blankly into space as the coroner wrapped Chloe's body back up and pushed back into the sliding drawer like a piece of meat. "No." Rachael said finally looking up at officer Ruiz. "No idea." She said shaking her head. Rachael then turned and ambled to the door. The officer walked Rachael out of the coroner's office and back out to her car. "If you know of any next of kin for Chloe, would you please have them get in contact with us?" He handed Rachael an LAPD business card with an address and phone number. Rachael grabbed it and blindly stuck it in her jacket pocket. Officer Ruiz helped Rachael into her car and closed the door behind her. "If you think of anything -- something that might help us figure out who would do this, please let us know." Rachael nodded and quickly tore out of the coroner's parking lot, her car wheels screeching the whole time. Officer Ruiz stood in place with his hands on his hips while he watched Rachael tear out into the night. He had a funny feeling something was wrong - that maybe Rachael wasn't telling him everything she knew. He stood there for a moment thinking back to the expression on her face when he'd asked her if she knew who would do something like this. She had the look of a woman with secrets. He lifted his hat off his head, wiped his brow and turned to walk back into the coroner's office. Officer Ruiz thought maybe he'd do a little investigating on one miss Rachael Erin Brown and see what kind of secrets he could uncover. *** By the time Rachael made it back home, she was no longer sad. The part of her that wanted to grieve for her precious Chloe was being suppressed by the blind rage that seemed to flood her very core. She stormed back into her apartment and headed straight to her bedroom closet. Her mind vividly seeing the Glock hidden underneath a stack of hat boxes on the top shelf. Her thoughts focused on Kim now more than ever. She grabbed the gun, checked to make sure the clip was full, then stuffed two more full clips in her pant's pocket. "This ends now!" she said wiping back her tears, grabbing her jacket and keys and racing out the front door. *** Kim lay quietly in her hotel room thinking intently about what went on between her and Brian that night. She lay there carefully planning out what she was going to say to him tomorrow and how she was going to say it. She thought about what kind of responses she'd get from him and then tried to counter his responses. What if he never wanted to see her again? What would she say? What would she do? She wanted to tell Brian the truth. She was sick of the lies and deception. She had originally planned to tell Brian tomorrow, but she suddenly felt she needed to do it now. She abruptly sat up from her hotel bed, hastily pushed on a pair of flip flops, grabbed her keys and headed for the door. Just as she opened it, she was surprised to see Brian standing just outside with his hand poised to knock. He dropped his hand and looked sorrowfully into Kim's eyes. "Can I come in?" he asked, completely willing to walk away if she said no. Kim dropped her keys and threw her arms around him. He hugged her tightly in response. Brian walked the two of them in and locked the door behind them. The Trip Ch. 07 "Maybe we should give them some time alone," Terri said, smiling at Beth. Beth returned her smile, agreeing with her friend. A cool breeze blew across the campsite, chilling Beth. Barry grabbed a blanket and walked over to her, sitting next to her and Terri. He wrapped the blanket around the three of them. Beth snuggled closer to Barry, resting her head on his shoulder. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, you feel so nice, Barry," Beth whispered, kissing his bare shoulder. Barry put his arm around Beth, holding her close, feeling her firm breasts pressed against his side. Beth was caressing Terri's face, sliding her hand down her chest, cupping and playing with her breasts. Terri rolled onto her side towards Beth. She kissed Beth's tummy, the aroma of her pussy filled her nostrils. Beth closed her eyes, moaning, as Terri nuzzled her face against Beth. Barry felt her body trembling as Terri worked her way down to her friend's mound. With her breathing short and hesitant, Beth wrapped her fingers in Terri's hair, pulling her face towards her pussy, spreading her legs to give Terri access to her aching cunt. Barry slid behind Beth, wrapping his arms around her, cupping, squeezing her breasts. He pulled Beth back, letting her lean against him so that Terri could slide between her legs. "Ohhhh Gggddddd, I can't believe I want more. I have never cum so many times in my life," Beth moaned, pulling Terri's head to her pussy. Barry nibbled on the back of her neck, sending chills down her spine. His hands caressed her firm breasts, toying with her hard nipples. Beth could feel his cock, hard against her back. She bit her lower lip as Terri plunged her tongue deep into her wet pussy, tasting her sweet juices. Beth turned to Barry, kissing him deeply, their tongues exploring each other's warm mouth. Terri took Beth's moist lower lips into her mouth, sucking on the sensitive folds. Beth began bucking her hips, fucking her friend's tongue. Terri would never have imagined that she would love eating another woman as much as she did. The feel of a silky, wet pussy on the tip of her tongue was as erotic and sensual as anything she had ever done before. She had never been as satisfied, as fulfilled as she had been during the last few nights, yet she had yet to be with another man. She wished her fiancée could be there now, fucking her wet cunt as she ate Beth. Maybe when they get home, she might see if Beth would want to join her and John some night. But as for now, she was happy tonguing her best friend's wet pussy. Beth could feel her body shaking, ready to explode from all the attention she was getting. Terri's tongue in her cunt, Barry's cock against her back, his hands groping her breasts and his mouth on her neck was too much for her. She screamed as she came, flooding Terri's open mouth with her sweet nectar. Terri gobbled all she could, savoring the taste of Beth in her mouth. Barry held her tight, feeling her orgasm erupting through her. Beth twisted and squirmed in his arms. "Ooohhh Ggggdddd, you two, you are wearing me out!!" she said almost laughing, giddy with pleasure. Beth pulled Terri up, kissing her body as she slid up. They kissed passionately, deeply, sharing their closeness, their new-found love for one another. Barry could see their emotions shining through. He slid back, letting them have their time together. He watched as they held each other, their firm breasts pressed hard against each other's. The girls' moaning filled the air. Barry could tell that they had reached a new level in their relationship, more than friends, more than best friends. After this trip, they would be as close as two people could ever be. "Thank you for being there for me, Terri," Beth said softly, pushing the hair away from her friend's face. Terri smiled, and nothing more needed to be said. Beth thought for a moment, "How did you and John leave it when we left... as far as Barry?" Beth asked, smiling slyly. Terri thought for a second, "Well, I think we left it as being up to me. He thought that I might be with Barry and I think he reconciled himself to that." Terri loved John and was still planning to marry him and therefore she had, up until now, kept herself away from Barry. Beth looked at Barry, then Terri, "Let's see if we had learned anything from Jane and Shona tonight," Beth giggled, pulling Terri to Barry. "Ooohhh, I don't know, Beth... I'm not sure, I... ." Terri said. "Oh come on, Terri," Beth interrupted, "John knows you are here with all of us, and you know you want to try out your new talents before trying them on John. Surprise him with your new skills," Beth said, smiling coyly. Barry wasn't sure what was about to happen. He was too far from the girls to hear them, he could only see them giggling and talking, discussing something intensely. Beth was the first to move towards Barry, crawling to him on all fours, seductively, her breasts swaying back and forth as she moved toward him. She had a look that could melt steel. She turned to Terri, who started crawling towards him as well. Beth was prettier, more beautiful than Terri, but Terri had that "fuck me" look, a look that said she would be wild in bed. As they reached Barry, they turned to each other, kissing and groping each other's bodies. Barry became rock hard watching them love each other. As one, they turned to Barry, kissing their way up each leg until their hair brushed against his throbbing cock. Beth looked up at Barry, smiling as she whipped her tongue over the tender head of his thick cock. Terri was still a bit hesitant, not sure if she wanted to be with another man. Beth tried to remember some of the things she had seen Jane and Shona do earlier. Despite her outward appearance she wasn't as relaxed as she usually was. She looked up at Barry, pouting, "Not as good as Jane, am I?" she said, in an almost embarrassed tone. Barry looked into her eyes, seeing that she really wanted to please him as much as the two British girls had, "Relax, babe, you’re just nervous. I think the most important thing is that you WANT to do it, not so much what you do. Make love to it... that's all you have to do." Beth couldn't believe how nervous she was, especially since she had sucked him so many times before but this time she was following after Jane and Shona and she felt a lot of pressure. She relaxed after Barry talked to her, sliding her tongue up and down the long thick shaft. Barry leaned back, moaning. She felt his body begin to tremble as she continued loving his thick cock. She fed off his moaning, off his pleasure. Beth rubbed his cock over her face, looking at Barry as the head slid against her chin and cheeks. She could feel his cock throbbing in her fingers. Beth was less experienced than Terri and nowhere near as experienced as Jane or Shona and, until now, cock sucking had been something she had done only for the man. With Barry, however, she was learning to enjoy it more and more. She loved feeling his cock throbbing, knowing that she was giving him that much pleasure. Beth slowed her pace, sliding her tongue slowly up and down Barry's shaft, her fingers fondling his balls. Barry strained to hold on, enjoying Beth as much as he had the other two girls. Terri watched her friend bring Barry to the edge then pull away, letting him relax and regain control of himself. Beth turned to Terri, kissing her, sharing the ooze of Barry's pre-cum. Terri sucked on her tongue, tasting Barry. She wanted to suck him, but needed another push. Beth kissed her again, then pulled her head down with her into Barry's lap. Terri felt the thick, wet head rub against her cheek. A rush of electricity raced through her body. Terri closed her eyes, feeling the hard cock on her face. She broke the kiss, looking at the thick shaft. "Take him Terri, suck his cock," Beth said softly, encouraging her friend. Terri flicked her tongue over the tip, tasting the pre-cum that had oozed out of the hole. "What about John?" Terri asked her friend, "I don't want to hurt him." Beth ran her fingers through Terri's long, soft hair. "He knows you are here with us, he knows what we are doing. As long as you go back to him, he will be all right with it," Beth said softly, kissing Terri on the side of her neck. Terri smiled at Beth then looked up at Barry, giving him a wicked smile. "I have wanted to do this since we met," she said seductively. "You do have a beautiful cock, nice and thick." Terri dropped her head, engulfing his hard cock, talking it deep into her mouth. Barry fell back, feeling the suction on his shaft. Terri flicked her tongue over the tip of the head while it was deep inside her mouth. Beth watched Terri sucking the thick cock, gaining a new respect for her friend. "You're as good as Jane and Shona," Beth said in amazement. Terri whirled her tongue around the thick shaft, sliding up and down. "Almost, maybe, but not quite. They really are good," Terri mumbled, pausing briefly from her feast. Taking his cock into her mouth once more, her lust for Barry grew as she felt the thick head of his cock sliding against the back of her throat. While Terri attacked Barry's cock, Beth crawled next to him, watching his thick rod disappear into Terri's hot mouth. She had watched porn films occasionally, not really enjoying them, but this was different. She felt herself incredibly turned on as she watched Terri sucking Barry's cock. Beth leaned against Barry, pulling his head to her breasts. Barry buried his face between her large, full globes, the flesh almost covering his entire head. "Ooohhhh Ggddddd, suck my tits, Barry," Beth moaned, twisting her torso back and forth, rubbing her breasts over Barry's hungry mouth. Barry moaned with pleasure. One hand groped and squeezed her globes while the other hand grabbed at Terri's long hair. Terri was moaning louder, humming as she sucked his wonderful cock. She pulled it out of her mouth with a pop, encasing the thick shaft in her cleavage. Her spit lubricated the shaft, letting it slide easily between her firm, large breasts. She held them together, sliding up and down. Barry began trembling, feeling his cock ready to explode. Without knowing why, Terri could tell he was ready to explode. "Go ahead, Terri, fuck him," Beth urged. Terri smiled, wanting to feel Barry's cock inside her cunt but not sure if should. To hide her indecision, Terri slid over to Beth, kissing her passionately, sharing Barry's ooze with her friend. Terri pushed Beth onto her back, rubbing her breasts over her body as she swung her leg over to get into sixty-nine with her friend. Beth sucked hungrily on Terri's wet cunt, licking and digging her tongue into her. Beth jumped and squealed when Terri plunged two fingers deep into her cunt, twisting them inside her. "Ooohhhh fffuuuucckkkkk, Terri, eat me... please... " Beth cried. Terri pressed her face hard against Beth's cunt, plunging her tongue deep into her aching tunnel. Terri ate Beth hard, her tongue lashing at her pussy. Looking up, Beth watched as Barry rubbed his cock over Terri's ass, the thick head just inches from her mouth. Beth's breathing deepened as she saw his cock disappear into her friend's cunt. She had never seen anything like this before... so naughty, so erotic and so close. She flicked her tongue over his balls as he thrust his hips against Terri's ass. Terri moaned as Barry slammed into her, his cock stretching her cunt. "Ooohhhh Gggdddd... yyyeeeessssssss!! Fuck me Barry... fuck me hard!!" Terri screamed, feeling the thick cock pound into her. Barry grabbed her ass, his fingers digging into her cheeks. He thrust again and again, his hips slamming against her ass. Her juices flooded her cunt, squirting onto Beth's face. Beth licked and sucked her juices, rubbing her fingers on Terri's swollen clit. When Barry slipped out of Terri, Beth grabbed his cock, sinking it into her mouth. She sucked hard, tasting Terri's sweet cum on the thick shaft. Terri now concentrated on Beth's heaving cunt, plunging her tongue deep into the tunnel. Terri ground her face against Beth, eating her sopping cunt. Beth threw her head back as her body shook as a massive orgasm brewed inside her. She tried to keep sucking Barry's wonderful cock but lost control as Terri rammed her fingers into Beth's muffin then sucked on her clit. "Oooooohhhhhhhh fffuuuucckkkkk... I'mmmmmmm cuuuummmiiinnnggggg!!" Beth screamed as her body jerked and shuddered as she climaxed, flushing all her juices from her cunt into Terri's waiting mouth. Terri sucked and licked all she could as Beth bucked her hips, fucking Terri's mouth. Barry plunged his cock back into Terri, driving it all the way into her wet pussy. Beth reached back, sliding her hand over Barry's ass as he fucked Terri hard. The pounding drove Terri's face harder into Beth's pussy, covering her face with Beth's hot cum. Terri could feel his cock throbbing, growing harder and thicker inside her, stretching her cunt. The taste of Beth's cum on her tongue and the feel of the first different cock in several years carried Terri higher than she had been in years. She grabbed her breast, pulling at the hard nipple as she felt her body shudder, becoming rigid, then exploding as every nerve fiber in her body fired its electricity. "OOOOHHHH GGGGDDDDDDDDD!!" she screamed as her body jerked and shook uncontrollably. Barry fucked Terri harder, his cock about to let loose its fluid. Terri rammed her ass back against Barry, wanting to feel every inch of his cock in her cunt. She came again and again, rocking against the thick, hard shaft buried deep inside her. Her cum squirted out, running down her thighs. Beth rubbed her face over Terri's cunt, covering her face with her friend's hot juices. Terri came again as she felt Barry's cock pounding her then felt Beth's tongue on her inner thighs and clit. She grabbed Beth's legs, burying her face between them as her body shook and shuddered violently. "Ooohhhh fffuuuccckkkkkkkk!!" Barry cried as he slapped his hands against Terri's ass, grabbing her cheeks. He pulled hard, driving his cock all the way into her hot wet cunt. "AAAAAUUUUGGGGGGGGG!!" he groaned as he exploded inside her, his hot cum splashing against the walls of her aching cunt. Barry thrust again and again, filling her with his seed. Terri felt the cum slam against her walls, making her cum again. She collapsed onto Beth, kissing and sucking the cum that was all over Beth's pussy and thighs. The spewing cock slipped out of Terri, shooting the last of its load over her ass and onto Beth's face. Beth opened her mouth, trying to catch what goo she could. Terri held onto Beth, trying to control her shaking. Beth licked and sucked the cum that was dripping down Terri's thighs and out of her cunt. Beth could taste both her lovers' juices, separate and together. Barry fell over on to his side, next to Beth, exhausted, his body trembling. His cock and hips were covered with Terri's cum. Terri slid over to him, with Beth on the other side. Together they lay on Barry, their heads on his chest. The three of them just lay there, feeling the afterglow swallowing them completely. After a few minutes, Barry turned his head after hearing some noises behind him. There he saw Jane and Shona standing next to the camper. Before anyone could say anything, Shona called to them. "That was pretty incredible people," she said, her arms wrapped around Jane's small waist. "How much did you see?" Beth asked, a little embarrassed. "Most of the fucking," Jane said, smiling as she and Shona walked over to them. Jane rubbed her fingers over Barry's soft cock, "Not much left, is there? But a little is better than none." She smeared the cum over his flagging member and belly, then rubbed her lips over him, sucking the cum from his body. Barry moaned as Jane sucked his soft cock, cleaning it of Terri's and his cum. "And what does Terri have left?" Shona asked, nuzzling her face against Terri's overly sensitive lips. Terri jerked and twitched as Shona sucked the cum from her wet cunt, taking in both hers and Barry's cum. After a minute of this, the five of them cuddled together near the fire, their hands caressing whoever was nearby. They talked for a while before going back into the camper for a well deserved sleep. The next morning, Shona woke to find Barry looking over the map, sliding his fingers across the paper. She slipped out of bed, wearing a thin chemise without any panties. Leaning against his back, she followed his fingers, realizing what he was thinking. "You're leaving us later today, aren't you, Barry?" She asked. Barry could feel her firm breasts on his back. He closed his eyes and sighed. He had been with Jane And Shona longer than he had planned and he was running short of time. "Yes... I have to get to San Francisco in a couple of days. You will be meeting John and Mike up here," he said, pointing just north of the main highway to San Francisco. "I will leave here and catch another ride." Barry looked up at Shona. He could tell that she was a little sad, just as he himself was. He had had an incredible trip from Jacksonville and the past few days had been the most incredible of the journey. Shona stood there for a second, lost in thought, then perked up, telling him that she and Jane just HAD to give him a proper send off. Barry smiled as Shona slipped quietly to the back of the camper to wake Jane. After whispering and giggling, Shona and Jane quickly dressed, each of them slipping on a pair of shorts without panties and a tank top without a bra and quietly slipped out of the camper so as not to disturb Beth and Terri. They grabbed a blanket and some towels and made their way to a small, nearby lake. Jane leaned over, spreading the blanket. Her top hung down, exposing her full, luscious breasts to Barry's eyes. She knew what she was doing, exaggerating her movements so as to make them sway more than necessary. Shona was on her knees, her ass towards Barry. Her tight shorts showed lips, accentuating the folds of her labia. Barry felt his cock become hard, anticipating a wild morning. "Now you just sit back and enjoy the show, luv," Jane said coyly, smiling as she crawled to Shona. Both on their knees, Shona and Jane wrapped their arms around one another, their hands caressing the other's back. They moaned as they kissed, their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. Shona slid her hands up to Jane's breasts, caressing the large round globes of flesh. Jane moaned, biting her lower lip as she felt Shona roll her nipples through the shirt. Jane dropped her head back, exposing her neck to Shona. Shona sucked and bit on Jane's neck, squeezing her breasts harder. Barry could see Jane begin to rock her hips against an imaginary hand or cock. Jane moaned louder, raising her hands to let Shona pull her top off. Her large breasts fell out of the tight shirt, the early morning sun beating down on her naked flesh. Shona sucked on Jane's hard nipple, taking the dark, nub into her mouth. Looking over at Barry, Shona smiled, "Doesn't she have beautiful tits, Barry? Tits you just want to suck and squeeze all day?" Barry leaned against a tree, stroking his cock. "She does, Shona, Jane has beautiful tits. I love sucking and being titty fucked by them," Barry answered, licking his lips as he watched Jane's breasts encompass Shona's face. Jane moaned louder, feeling Shona's teeth nibbling at her flesh. Jane slid her fingers down between her legs, rubbing herself through her shorts. Her hips began rocking harder, pressing her pussy against her hand. "Ooohhh fffuuuucckkkkk, Shona, I love how you suck my tits. You know just what I like," Jane groaned, her fingers tearing at her pussy through her shorts. "Suck my tits, Shona, suck them hard!!" Jane exclaimed. Shona pushed Jane onto her back, still kneeling above her. Jane giggled as she looked up at her best friend, knowing that she was about to be eaten like never before. The Trip Ch. 07 Jane quickly shed her shorts as Shona pulled her little top off. Her breasts were every bit as nice as Jane's, maybe just a little smaller but just as pert and perfectly shaped. "Eat me, Shona, eat my wet muffin, luv," Jane pleaded, her hands groping her breasts. Shona grabbed Jane's ankles and roughly spread her legs wide. Jane squealed, giggling as Shona sucked on her inner thighs making her way up to Jane's quivering pussy. Shona looked at Jane, her eyes filled with lust as she flicked her tongue lightly over Jane's wet lips. Jane bucked her hips instinctively, squeezing her full, round breasts with her hands. Looking over at Barry, Jane smiled. "Watch her, Barry. You have one of the best tongues I have ever had, but Shona IS the best." Shona looked up at Jane, smiling, "Thank you, dear," she purred. Shona flicked her tongue up and down Jane's lips, occasionally sucking on her folds. Jane squealed and moaned, her hips bucking uncontrollably. Shona then plunged her tongue deep into Jane's wet pussy, curling it inside her tunnel. "Ooohhh fffuuuucckkkkk, Shona!!" Jane cried, pressing her luscious, large breasts together. She arched her back as her nerves fired all at once. Jane grabbed Shona's head, pulling her harder between her legs. Shona sucked and tongued the smooth, wet cunt, digging her tongue into it. Jane bucked and twisted, allowing her body to become totally free of any inhibition. Jane loved sex, never letting society restrict her emotions. She always had the ability to set herself free, allowing herself to become completely involved with the moment. "Eat me, Shona, eat me hard!!" she screamed as her orgasm climaxed, expelling her juices into Shona's waiting mouth. Jane flexed her back, squeezing her cum out of her pussy. She collapsed onto the blanket, grinding her pussy on Shona's gnawing mouth. "Ooohhh fffuuuccckkk, baby, that was wonderful. I came so quickly and so hard," Jane said softly, still trying to catch her breath. Barry watched as Jane's breasts heaved up and down on her chest. Shona crawled up to Jane, kissing her as she did, until she reached her mouth. The two beautiful, sexy women kissed passionately, deeply. Jane could taste her juices on Shona's mouth, their hands groping each other. "Did you enjoy that?" Jane asked Barry. Barry smiled, his cock now out, his fingers stroking the thick shaft, "Yes I did, Jane, but I don't think I enjoyed it as much as you did," he laughed. Jane smiled coyly at Barry, batting her long lashes over her baby-blue eyes. "No, you didn't, babe," she said, sliding her fingers into her wet pussy. "But now I have to thank Shona for suck a wonderful wake up call." Jane crawled over to Shona who had by now stripped off her shorts and was lying back on her elbows. Jane's breasts swayed back and forth as she made her way over to her friend. Jane rubbed her heavy breasts on Shona's legs then her thighs. Jane took one of her large globes and rubbed it over Shona's pussy, the hard nipple slipping between the lips. Shona rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit against the still flesh. She moaned as Jane pushed her breast harder against her. "Ooohhhhh fuck, Jane, I love feeling your tit against my cunt. Fuck me with your tit," Shona moaned, pulling on of her own hard nipples with her fingers. Jane rubbed her nipple harder against her friend's clit, sending bolts of electricity throughout Shona's body. "FFFUUUUCCKKKKK, JANE... EAT MY CUNT, PLEASE!!" Shona cried, her hips bucking wildly against Jane's breast. Jane spread Shona's legs wide, lowering her head seductively. Shona grabbed her friend's head, pulling it hard towards her aching pussy. "Damn it, Jane, NOW!!" Shona screamed. Jane ground her face against Shona, her tongue lashing at her friend's wet pussy. Shona wrapped her fingers in Jane's long blonde hair, holding her face to her cunt. Jane attacked Shona violently, her mouth sucking and biting at her friend's flesh. Shona was thrashing about, her body twisting and squirming uncontrollably. Jane was on her knees, her firm, round ass in the air. She looked over at Barry and smiled. Drips of Shona's cum were streaming down her cheeks. "You may join us now, Barry, if you like," Jane cooed. Barry wasted no time in stripping his short off. He knelt behind Jane, his hands caressing her firm ass. Jane cooed, loving the feel of hands on her ass. "Fuck me, Barry, fuck me please," Jane ordered, looking back at Barry. Barry could not get over how innocent Jane could look, even as she was eating another woman and was about to be fucked by him. His cock was rock hard from the show Jane and Shona had given him. Barry wasted no time in slamming his cock deep into Jane's already wet cunt. His hips slammed against her ass, driving her face harder into Shona. Barry thrust again and again, pounding his thick cock deep into her tight muffin. Shona could feel every thrust as Jane's mouth slammed against her aching cunt. "Fuck her, Barry, fuck her hard!!" Shona cried, encouraging Barry to fuck Jane even harder. Shona felt the increase in pounding on her friend's cunt, Jane's face slamming against her pussy as Barry rammed his cock deep into Jane. "OOOohhhhhhhhhhhh fffuuuucckkkkk, I’mmmmmmm cuuuummmiiinnnggggg!!" Shona screamed, grabbing Jane's head with both hands, grinding her mouth against her flooding pussy. Shona came hard, her pussy contracting violently as her juices squirted into Jane's wanting mouth. Jane sucked and drank all she could, sucking on Shona's lips and thighs. Shona fell back, groping her large breasts as she felt Jane's tongue masterfully take her to new heights. Barry slapped Jane's ass once, then again as his hips slammed against her, driving his thick cock deeper and deeper into her stretched cunt. Jane buried her face between Shona's legs, inhaling her sex. She bit her lower lip as her body jerked, then shuddered wildly as she came again, then again as her juices gushed from her tunnel and engulfed Barry's throbbing cock. Barry pulled out before he came, trying to control his ejaculation. Jane and Shona both turned to him, sucking Jane's cum from his tool. Barry almost lost it again as he watched these two beautiful young women suck him. They could tell that Barry was straining so they stopped then kissed one another, sharing their juices. Their hands were all over each other, caressing and groping each other's beautiful body. A few moments later, Shona moved up against Barry, holding him in her arms. They kissed deeply. Barry could taste Jane's cum on her tongue. Shona pressed her breasts against his chest, feeling them crushed against him. Her nipples rubbed against his hairs, stimulating them more. "We will miss you, Barry," Shona said softly. Barry cupped her breasts, squeezing them tenderly, toying with her hard nipples. Shona moaned, rocking her chest against him, adding to the stimulation. Jane slid up behind Barry, rubbing her firm breasts against his back. Barry's cock was as hard as steel with the two pairs of breasts rubbing against him. "Now it's my turn to be fucked," Shona told Jane as she pushed Barry away, turning her firm tight ass to him. Jane slid under Shona into a sixty-nine, expecting Shona to return the pleasure that she had just given her. Barry rubbed his cock over Shona's ass, between her cheeks as she tongued and sucked on Jane's sopping wet pussy. Every bit as cock hungry as her friend, Shona had, however, much more experience with other girls than Jane had, enjoying sex with women every bit as much as she did with men while savoring the differences between the two. Ever since she had first seduced Jane on her friend's fifteenth birthday, Shona had always loved the taste of Jane's cum and now, Jane's pussy was already full of her rich nectar. Shona sucked Jane's juices from her tunnel, savoring the taste. She felt the pressure of Barry's thick cock against her pussy and pushed her hips back, forcing the head into her cunt. His cock split her open, stretching her cunt as he slid into her aching pussy. "Oooohhhh Christ," Shona moaned as she rocked her hips back and forth, helping Barry fuck her. Barry always appreciated a woman who loved to fuck rather than be fucked and Shona and Jane both loved to fuck. Barry grabbed Shona's firm ass, his fingers digging into her fleshy cheeks, pulling her hard onto his thrusting cock. Each time his hips slammed against her, Shona's face rammed into Jane's quivering pussy. Jane squealed each time Barry rammed Shona, driving Shona's tongue deeper into her tunnel. Jane reached up and rubbed on Shona's clit as Barry pounded her. Shona rammed her fingers deep into Jane, finger fucking her. "Oooooohhhhhhhh fffuuuccckkkkkkkk, Shona... yyyeeeessssssss, yyyeeeessssssss," Jane screamed, rocking her hips against Shona's plunging fingers. Jane felt another orgasm building deep inside her shaking body. Suddenly she thrust her hips up against Shona's fingers, tightening her pussy around them. Jane squeezed hard, cumming hard, releasing a torrent of juices from her tunnel. "Oooooohhhhhhhh God!!," she cried, her hips rocking back and forth, fucking her lover's fingers, covering them with her juices. Jane fell back, trying to catch her breath. She watched Barry's thick cock piston in and out of Shona's cunt, disappearing into her body. Jane lay there watching, unable to move from the orgasm Shona had given her. Barry slowed his pace, then increased it, the changing tempo driving Shona wild with lust. she could feel his cock growing thicker inside her, stretching her cunt. She kissed and sucked on Jane's wet cunt, taking in as much of her cum as she could. She looked back at Barry, his face squinted. "Fuck my arse, lover... I want to feel your wonderful cock in my arse," Shona pleaded, her cunt already sore from the attack it had endured from Jane's mouth and Barry's cock. Jane slid forward so that she could suck on Shona's hanging breasts as they swung, heavy and full above her face, allowing Shona to suck on hers at the same time. Barry scooped some of Shona's cum, rubbing it over her puckered, tight, rear hole. Shona felt a rush through her body, anticipating the feel of Barry's thick cock in her. Barry pressed his finger slightly into Shona's asshole, working his finger deeper. "Ooooohhhhhh yyyeeeeessssssss... that feels sooo good. Fuck it Barry! Fuck my arse!" Shona begged, rocking her hips against his stabbing finger. She wiggled her ass, feeling the finger slip deeper into her, opening her up for his thick cock. She felt Barry rub his cock over her cunt, coating it with her hot juices. Just as Jane took her nipple into her mouth, Barry pressed the thick head of his cock against her asshole. "Oooohhhh fuuuuuuuucccckk!!" Shona cried as Barry worked his cock deeper and deeper into her back passage. Shona sucked on Jane's sensitive nipple, biting it as Barry thrust again and again, driving his cock all the way into her. He felt her muscle tight around his cock, squeezing it as no pussy had ever done. "Oooohhh fffuuuucckkkkk, Shona... your ass is so fuckin' tight!" Barry moaned, sliding in and out of her. He rammed her ass hard, his hips slamming against Shona's up thrust cheeks. Jane sucked on Shona's nipples, squeezing her friend's breasts as she rocked back and forth from Barry's pounding. Shona felt her body tremble, shaking violently as she was about to climax. Barry felt his cock grow harder, throbbing and twitching inside the tight rectum. "Fuck me, Barry... fuck my arse!!" Shona demanded, her body shaking uncontrollably. Jane reached back, thrusting her fingers into Shona's quivering cunt, fucking it hard. "Ooooohhhhh fffuuuucckkkkk!!" Shona cried, her body taking all it could. She came hard, harder than she could remember. She came all over Jane's hand, her cum running down her thighs and down Jane's arm. Barry felt her tight rear opening gripping his cock, squeezing it until it almost hurt. 'Shit... I'm cumming ," Barry groaned, grabbing Shona's hips, pulling her hard onto his plunging cock. He came hard, filling her bowels with his hot juices. Shona felt the fluid slam against her, filling her with his hot seed. She pulled forward, letting him shoot his cum onto her cheeks. She and Jane quickly grabbed his cock, aiming his cum onto their sweet faces. Barry came again and again, his cum striking the beautiful girls on the face and on their heaving breasts. Barry fell back onto the ground, resting on his elbows, trying to catch his breath. He felt spent, all his energies drained from his body. He watched Jane and Shona kiss each other, their hands smearing his cum over their bodies. He watched as they licked his cum from each other's faces, their hands caressing the other. Barry had never had any trouble attracting women and had had no shortage of willing partners, not least of all in the weeks since he had left home to travel across the country to San Francisco. He enjoyed sex with women and, being blessed with a large, thick cock, a talented mouth and the ability to use the gifts he had been given, women, whatever their level of previous experience, almost always seemed to enjoy having sex with him. Yet, of all the girls he' had known, none of them, not even his girlfriend, Susan been as talented or as enthusiastically uninhibited as Jane and Shona. They were in a class of their own in Barry's opinion and he was going to miss them when the time came for him to move on. "Y'all were incredible," he said, breathing heavily. The girls smiled at him then at each other. "We are ALWAYS incredible," Jane said giggling, kissing and sucking on Shona's firm breasts. The three of them waded into the lake to clean up, their hands caressing and groping each other constantly. Once again, Barry reflected bitterly that was going to miss them, it had been an unbelievable few days but he knew he had things to do and prepare. Leaving the cool waters of the lake, they quietly walked back to the camper, holding hands. Once in the camper, they saw that Beth and Terri were already up and dressed, cleaning the rooms. "And where have the three of you been?" Terri asked knowingly, smiling mischievously. "We have been saying goodbye to our buddy," Jane said, a look of sadness coming across her face. "Yeah, I have to get off in an hour or so, before you meet with Mike and John," Barry said. He saw Beth's face change to a look of disappointment. "We will miss you, Barry," Beth said seriously. "I want to thank you for taking care of me the past few days. I will always remember it." She hugged Barry, a loving hug. She was ready to get on with her life, no matter where it took her. Barry had been the right person at the right time, just as Jane and Shona had been but she knew that it was temporary, just a brief, but important affair. Terri smiled at Barry, knowing that she and Beth were forever changed. She kissed Barry gently, then took Beth's hand. Enough of this melancholy," Shona said, clapping her hands. "We still have a long way to go." Barry packed his things as Shona drove to the intersection where Barry was going to head west while they continued north. He kissed everyone once more, then watched as the camper drove away. He sighed heavily, then turned left and started walking down the long highway. He had only three days left to get to San Francisco and about 500 miles to go. But he was on the I-80 between Salt Lake City and Reno. He thought he could make it in time. The Trip Ch. 08 Barry wanted to get to San Francisco as quickly as he could. He constantly thought about the two women from the UK he had been with for the past two weeks as well as Beth and Terri. It had been an experience that he would remember his entire life. The first ride he caught was all the way to Reno with a couple of college guys on vacation. The guys talked about all the "conquests" they planned to have with the waitresses and other workers in town. Barry just smiled to himself, knowing that they would never have the experience that he had had during the last several weeks. Barry was tempted to stay in Reno for a day but decided that he had better move on... it was getting close to the date that he needed to be in town. He then caught a shuttle to the edge of town and waited for his next ride. The sun was beating down on him as the late afternoon sun began to fall. He took cover in what little shade he could find. There was a lot of traffic, this being the main road between Reno, Sacramento and San Francisco, but the cars were just passing by. He was beginning to get worried, knowing that it was too hot to walk far in the desert and there wasn't really anyplace to stay this far out. Finally a car slowed, a Honda Accord from Alabama. The car pulled to the side and a thin arm reached out the window, waving him forward. Barry was afraid that it might be a joke, but he walked quickly to the car, just the same. He saw in the rear windshield that the car was pretty loaded with clothes and suitcases. Once at the passenger side door, he leaned forward to look inside. "Where ya headin' to?" the pretty young woman asked in a thick Southern accent. Barry smiled broadly. "It's nice to hear someone talk without an accent," Barry replied. The girls giggled, looking at each other. "I'm headin’ to San Francisco," he said, adding a little extra to his accent. The girl in the passenger seat smiled at him coyly. "Why ain't that a coincidence," she said, "so are we." She then turned to the other girl who was driving then a moment later she turned back to Barry, telling him to get into the back if he wanted a ride. Barry thanked them pushing the loose clothes to the side before slipping in. Barry introduced himself, telling them that he was going there join a crew on a yacht. "What takes y'all to San Francisco?" Barry asked. "We're meeting some friends there," the passenger said. She introduced herself as Tammy and the driver was named Jamie. Barry noticed that they were twins. Tammy turned sideways so that she could talk to Barry and Jamie. They both had a dark, natural tan, the kind most Southern girls had during the summer. They looked fit and trim but he couldn't really tell in the car. Barry thought to himself that it was really nice hearing a familiar accent after being on the road so long. They made small talk for the first hour or so, then decided to stop for a bite to eat before finishing the drive, with about three hours left to go. As they got out of the car, Barry could see them properly for the first time. They were both tall, about 5' 6" each, and built very similarly. In fact, it was hard for Barry to tell them apart except for their clothes. They were wearing cargo shorts and T-shirts. Tammy's was loose but Jamie's was tighter, showing off her well rounded breasts. Barry watched as the two walked into the diner, whispering and giggling, reminding him of Jane and Shona. They sat down in a booth, Barry sitting opposite the two girls. Barry could tell that they were concerned about the cost of the meal, so he offered to pay for it in appreciation for the ride. Tammy smiled at him, thanking him. "We... eehhh... sort of spent more than we had planned to in Reno," Jamie said, embarrassed. Barry laughed softly, telling them that they weren't the first to do that. "Don't worry about gas either. I'll get the next tank. Actually, I have spent less than I had planned. I spent a good bit of time with some people in a camper and I saved on hotel and food," Barry said, reassuring them. They thanked him again. Back in the car, Barry tried to make himself more room to stretch out in, being somewhat cramped in the back of the small car. "Just push everything to the side, if you want," Jamie said, this time from the passenger side. As Barry pushed and moved the clothes, different pieces of lingerie fell onto the floor. Barry was a little embarrassed but Jamie just laughed. "We ain't the most tidiest people around," Jamie laughed, "no telling what you will find in there." Barry smiled and gave one more strong push. His hands slipped into the pile and he fell into it, face first. Jamie burst out laughing from the sight. Pulling himself up, Barry felt something soft and satiny in his fingers. Knowing that it was probably something sexy, Barry pulled it out. Jamie gabbed as Barry held up a stretchy black teddy with molded, lace cups for the breasts, with a thong for the bottom. Barry smiled, "Who's laughing now, Jamie?" Jamie grabbed for the teddy, but Barry pulled it away just in time. "Give me that!" she screamed, almost angrily, but then smiling at Barry. "Give it here, Barry, if you know what's good for you," she said coyly. Barry pulled the teddy behind his back, "What do you think you're gonna do about it?" Barry asked, smiling slyly at Jamie. Barry held it up once more, rocking it back and forth. "Who is it for, Jamie, who's the special man?" Jamie swiped at it again, "Certainly not you, Barry," she laughed, straining to grab the teddy from his hands. Her eyes began to burn. "I'll just have to take it from you, I guess." Jamie climbed over into the back of the car, falling onto Barry. Barry hid the teddy behind his back as Jamie lay on top of him, trying to reach around him. Jamie's firm breasts crushed against his chest as she wrapped her arms around him, grabbing at the flimsy teddy. Barry could feel his cock harden against her rocking mound, afraid that she might get angry if he tried anything too much. Barry pulled one hand out from behind his back, pretending to hold the teddy against the other door. Jamie slid forward, rubbing her breasts against his face as she grabbed for his empty hand. Barry had to control himself from sucking on her firm tits right then and there, but he held off, letting her rub them against him herself. As she reached forward, Jamie had no support so her entire weight was on Barry. She felt his cock, hard against her pussy. Jamie continued squirming, pretending to reach for the teddy but was instead grinding her pussy against Barry. Barry sensed that she was rocking against him more than she needed. He slid one hand down her back, onto her squirming ass. Barry cupped her cheeks, sliding past her shorts, then back up, his hands on her bare ass. Jamie pushed herself up slightly and looked into his eyes, smiling. Barry slid his fingers between her cheeks, slipping the tips into her folds. Jamie lowered her face to him, kissing Barry on the lips. He opened his mouth as he slipped his tongue between her lips, exploring every part of her warm mouth. Jamie pressed her pussy hard against Barry's hips, feeling his hard cock against her. She sucked on his tongue as they kissed, feeling her passions building faster than she realized. She moaned softly, feeling Barry's long fingers probing between her moist lower lips as he teased her pussy. Her mind was spinning, trying to decide how far to take this when the moment was interrupted by her sister. "Hey, what's going on back there? Its gotten awfully quiet in here," Tammy laughed. Jamie broke her kiss, leaning up as best she could in the cramped compartment of the back seat, adding more pressure to his cock against her pussy. Jamie bit her lower lips as she looked down at Barry. She wanted him, but she was nervous and Barry could tell that the time wasn't right. He slid her off of him, kissing Jamie on the cheek, handing her the teddy. Jamie smiled, thanking Barry, then crawled back into the front seat. Tammy was embarrassed by what she had said, but Jamie just brushed it aside. "Don't worry, sis, we weren't doing anything," Jamie said, embarrassed by her wanton act with Barry. They talked a little more and the mood quickly returned to the lightness and pleasantness it had been before. By now they were only about half an hour away from San Francisco. "Where are y'all staying?" Barry asked. "If need be, I can just get a ride to my house." Tammy meekly said that they didn't have a place yet. "Actually, we got here a day early. We are meeting some friends tomorrow and staying with them, but tonight, we were just going to find some cheap place to stay. If you know of someplace close to town, that'd be a big help," Tammy said, almost embarrassed. "Look, I have a house here that is plenty big for all of us. It has a second bedroom that y'all can stay in," Barry said, leaning forward from the back seat. "Y'all can stay there, its the least I can do for the ride." The girls protested but Barry insisted, knowing that they truly needed a place. Finally the girls agreed but insisted on making dinner for him that night. At a nearby grocery store, the girls picked the food for a nice dinner. Barry followed a few steps behind, watching the interaction between them. Jamie and Tammy whispered back and forth, giggling and laughing, their hands touching each other tenderly. Barry's mind began to imagine all sorts of things that he would love to happen, but quickly tossed them out of his mind. These were southern girls and southern girls just didn't act like... well... actually they do sometimes, Barry thought to himself, letting his mind wander. Barry went to pick up some things that he knew he needed. When he met the girls walking to the check-out line, one got either arm, smiling as they thanked him again for letting them stay at his house. They drove into the driveway of a small but cute house on a quiet street. Inside the house, the girls were pleasantly surprised to see a well kept, neat house. "This is really nice, Barry," Jamie said, looking around. "I was really expecting something a little... uummmm... more... aaahhh... guyish," she said laughing. Barry smiled, knowing that he had impressed them. He took pride in his home, decorating it with decent artwork and items from his many trips. "Thank you, Jamie," he replied. After getting everything ready for supper, the girls decided to take a bath and freshen up. Barry showed them the bathroom, then went to prepare a salad for everyone. When he walked past the bath, he could hear the girls laughing and talking softly. Barry started feeling his cock begin to twitch, imagining them in there together. He smiled to himself, then went back into the kitchen. When Jamie and Tammy walked into the den, Barry already had everything ready and on the table. Tammy looked at Barry, protesting that they were supposed to fix everything. "Y'all did everything, I just got it on the table," Barry said smiling. Catching Barry staring at Jamie, Tammy sultrily smiled at him, "Don't you just love that top, Barry?" Jamie had on one of those stretch tops that when off, looks like a doll's top, but stretches about 10 times it size. It hugged Jamie's torso, accentuating her firm, round breasts. "I do like it," Barry answered, "its a very sexy shirt." Jamie smiled, lowering her eyes, almost embarrassed. Both girls were wearing cargo shorts that fitted tight around their butts but were loose at the thighs. The girls had fixed a traditional southern meal with okra and tomatoes, cooked with bacon strips, turnip greens, cooked with pork pieces and over baked "fried" chicken. Everything was delicious and was quickly eaten by all three. After cleaning everything, everyone decided that they were too tired to go out and would just stay home and watch TV. Barry say on the couch while Tammy sat on the floor, leaning against a chair. Jamie lay on the floor, her head in her sister's lap. Tammy played with Jamie's hair, running her fingers through the long brown tresses. Sometimes Barry could hear Jamie moan softly as Tammy slid her hand down her side, onto her hips. After a while, Barry saw Tammy slipping her hand onto Jamie's bare thigh, sliding it under her shorts. He felt a rush through his loins, his cock jumping in his shorts. Tammy slid the legs of Jamie's shorts high up her thighs, running her nails over the exposed portion of her cheeks. Jamie moaned louder, this time it was very obvious to Barry. Jamie began kissing Tammy's lap, slowly grinding her head into her. Tammy saw Barry squirm in his seat, adjusting his cock. "Do you like what you see, Barry?" she asked. Barry nodded, letting his hand rest on top of his hard cock. "Yes, its very hot, Tammy. Do y'all do that often?" Barry asked, rubbing the palm of his hand over his hardening cock. Tammy smiled at Barry, licking her red lips. "We do it a lot. Whenever we want to have some fun," she answered, cupping her sister's firm breasts in her hands. Jamie began squirming, ignoring the conversation, as she ground her face, between Tammy's legs. Tammy threw her head back, feeling a rush of electricity through her body. "Come here, Barry, I want to suck your cock," she ordered, her hands holding Jamie's head firm against her aching pussy. Barry slipped off the couch, pulling his shorts off. He knelt in front of Tammy, his cock already hard from the brief but erotic show. Tammy lifted her ass, allowing Jamie to slide her shorts off. She then slid between Tammy's legs, licking and sucking her wet pussy. Tammy moaned as she grabbed Barry hard cock, rubbing the thick head over her face. "God Barry, you have a thick cock. I can't wait to feel it in me," Tammy said, just before engulfing his hard cock deep into her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down the thick shaft. Barry groaned as she sucked on the head, flicking her tongue over the hole. Tammy loved the feel of a thick cock in her mouth, feeling the head rubbing against the back of her throat. She moaned, humming as the tip reached her lips, sending vibrations down Barry's cock and throughout his body. Her head bobbed faster, her lips sucking tight around the hard shaft. Barry grabbed her long hair, wrapping his fingers in her braids. Cupping her firm breasts, Barry squeezed and groped her globes, pulling at her hard nipples. Tammy's body was shaking, trembling as her orgasm was building deep within her. Barry's cock in her mouth, his hands grabbing at her tits and Jamie's mouth at her pussy was too much for her. She grabbed her sister's head, pulling it harder against her quaking cunt. Jamie spread her lips, taking Tammy's swollen clit between her teeth. "Ooohhh fffuuuucckkkkk," she cried, releasing the thick cock from her mouth. She rocked her hips against Jamie's mouth, wanting to feel her sister's wonderful tongue deeper in her wet cunt. "Ooohhhh Gggddd, yesssss, Jamie, right there!!!! YYYEEEESSSSSSSS," she screamed, pulling Jamie harder against her quivering cunt. Tammy arched her back as the orgasm exploded from deep inside her, sending a torrent of juices into Jamie's waiting mouth. Tammy grabbed Barry's cock, sucking it hard as she came again and again. Barry felt himself getting close to the edge so he pulled out of her mouth and began sucking on her tits, his teeth pulling at her nipples. Tammy fell back, her body writhing with pleasure from Jamie's and Barry's mouths. "Ooooohhhhh Gggddd, that was great," she said, laughing as her orgasm began to subside. She kissed Barry, then Jamie, tasting her juices on her sister's lips and tongue. "You have to have some of his cock, sis," Tammy said to Jamie, "I can't wait to feel him inside me." Barry looked a the two young women, both wet with sweat and cum, their hands caressing each other's beautiful bodies. "Fuck us both, Barry, we want you to do us both together." The two girls crawled over to the couch, resting their arms on the cushions as they kneeled on the floor, their asses wiggling at Barry. Barry bit his lower lip, looking at the firm, round cheeks before him. He scooted up to them, rubbing his cock against their cheeks. Moaning, the girls began kissing each other, their tongues darting in and out of their mouths. Barry pressed the head of his hard cock against Jamie's pussy, working it into her tight tunnel. "Ooohhhh shit, Tammy, it is thick!" Jamie cried as Barry grabbed her ass, pulling her back, hard against his thrusting hips. Jamie cried out as the thick shaft plunged deep into her, stretching her walls. Tammy grabbed at Jamie's hanging tits, mashing and kneading the large globes as Barry pounded her cunt. She groaned as her body was driven into the couch. Thrusting again and again, Barry pounded her hard, his hips slamming against her ass. He pulled out, then quickly rammed his cock into Tammy's wet hole. She squealed as he drove his cock all the way into her, filling her with his thick shaft. "Oooohhh Gggdddd yeesssss... fuck me Barry, fuck me hard," she screamed, ramming her hips back against the thrusting cock. "Fuck my wet cunt!!!" She grabbed her tit, pulling at her hard nipple. Jamie reached under Tammy and began rubbing her clit as the cock pistoned in and out of her. Barry strained to keep from cumming, not wanting to cum too soon. He slapped Tammy's ass, then again. She squealed with pleasure, placing her hand on top of Jamie's as they rubbed her clit together. "Ooohhhh Gggddd, I'm cumming again," she cried, thrusting her ass back against Barry. She could feel his hips pound against her ass. "Fuck me Barry, fuck my tight cunt." Jamie leaned under Tammy, taking her swaying tit into her mouth. She bit the hard nipple, pulling it with her teeth. The sudden pain Tammy over the edge. She screamed as her body convulsed, her juices flooding out of her pussy. She could feel the warm juices running down her thighs and legs. "Oh baby, that was great. You have to fuck him, Jamie." "That's what I plan on doing," she said, smiling seductively at Barry. Barry looked at Jamie as she looked over her shoulders with those "fuck me" eyes. Tammy slid under Jamie as they got into a sixty-nine position with Barry behind Jamie. He watched for a moment as Tammy's tongue lashed at Jamie's trimmed pussy. "Oohhh fuck, sis, you know just how I like it," Jamie said, grinding her cunt on her sister's face. Jamie began slowly fingering her sister's cunt, teasing her. Working his cock against her tight ass, Barry rubbed his cock up and down her lips. Jamie moaned, her body already trembling from anticipation of being fucked by Barry's thick cock. Tammy's muscles gripped Jamie's probing fingers, tightening its hold on them. "Fuck me, Barry, fuck me now... please," Jamie pleaded. Barry slapped her ass, then plunged his hard cock all the way into her tight cunt. Jamie cried out as the thick cock rammed deep into her. Jamie was tighter than Tammy, but that may have been because Tammy had already cum before he fucked her. Jamie was tight around his cock, her cunt holding him tight. Tammy rubbed on Jamie's clit as the cock slid in and out of her. Tammy watched the thick shaft sliding, disappearing into her sister's hole. "Ooohhh shit, fuck me hard, Barry, fuck my cunt," Jamie groaned, her face buried between Tammy's thighs. She sucked at her sister's wet cunt, tasting her cum. Jamie felt her body shaking as Barry's cock grew harder and thicker inside her, pressing against her walls. He thrust hard, slamming against her ass, driving his cock deeper and deeper. Jamie's cries were muffled by Tammy's pussy. Slap. His hand fell hard against her rocking cheeks. Jamie jumped from the sudden pain. Slap. The combination of pain and pleasure was taking Jamie to the edge. Barry felt her cunt tighten around his cock. He felt his balls tighten, ready to explode. It took all his willpower to keep from cumming in her tight cunt. He pulled out of her, sliding his cock down her cheeks. Tammy took the thick shaft into her mouth, tasting Jamie's cum and Barry's ooze on the tip. She sucked him a few times, then aimed his cock back at her sister's dripping pussy. Barry thrust hard, driving Jamie's face hard against Tammy's pussy. It was too much. Jamie came hard, her orgasm erupting hard, her juices pouring out of her tunnel. Tammy licked and sucked the hot cum as it ran down her thighs. Barry continued pounding hard, fucking Jamie mercilessly. The Trip Ch. 08 "Ooohh Gggddd, Barry, fuck me hard!!!" she cried, her body exploding with climax after climax. Her body shook and shuddered as her womb squeezed and released again and again. Barry was about to cum, having done all he could to hold it back. He pulled out suddenly and the girls quickly sat in front of him, stroking and sucking their juices from his cock. "I’mmmm cuuumming," he cried as stream after stream of cum flew from his cock. Jamie and Tammy opened their mouths, catching what cum they could. What didn't land in their mouths fell on their faces and tits. Jamie grabbed his cock, rubbed it over her cheeks, smearing his cum all over her face. Tammy kissed and licked her face, taking what juices she could. They caressed each other's bodies, covering each other with the mixed juices of all three of them. The girls were lost in their own world, concerned only with sharing each other's pleasure. Barry watched as they kissed and caressed each other, enjoying their tenderness. After a few minutes, they turned their attention to Barry, pushing him onto his back as they crawled onto him. Their tits dragged across his chest and onto his waiting mouth. The three of them cuddled together for a while, savoring the afterglow of their lust. After a while, they went to bed, sharing Barry's king size bed. The next morning, Barry woke to find Tammy sucking his cock back to life. She straddled his hips, impaling her pussy with his cock. She rode him hard, rocking her hips back and forth. Jamie caressed her back, letting her fingers slide down to her ass. "Fuck me Barry, I want to feel your cock in me," Tammy begged, leaning over Barry. Her tits rubbed against his face. Barry grabbed her by her waist, lifting her, then slamming her down onto his thrusting cock. "Oh... oh... oh... " she cried, each time his hips slammed against her ass. Barry buried his face between her full breasts sucking and biting her tits. Closing her eyes as her orgasm reached its climax, Tammy rocked her hips hard, rubbing her clit against the sliding cock. She cried out as the orgasm exploded, sending her hot juices out of her pussy. She collapsed onto Barry, pressing her tits against his chest. Jamie leaned over, sucking the cum that was escaping from Tammy. Barry slid his hands along Tammy's sides, feeling the sides of her tits. She moaned as he slid his nails along her tits, sending waves of electricity throughout her trembling body. He was still hard inside her, her muscles squeezing around his thick shaft. Tammy's body jerked every so often as her sister tongued her wet pussy, tasting her cum. Jamie looked up at Barry. "I wonder if your tongue is as good as your cock," she said wantonly, sucking on his balls as she inhaled Tammy's aroma. Barry smiled wickedly at Jamie. Tammy slid off Barry, reluctantly, letting her breasts slide across his chest. Sitting up, Barry pushed Jamie onto her back, then kissed and sucked his way up her shapely legs slowly, teasing her unmercifully. Sliding her hand down her body, Jamie rubbed her pussy, not waiting for Barry's mouth. He pushed her hand away, shaking his finger at her. Jamie smiled back, her body shaking with anticipation. Barry finally reached her pussy, rubbing his head and face between her legs. "Ooohhh Gggddd, Barry, hurry up and eat me!" Jamie cried, pulling his head hard against her aching cunt. Instead of taking her then, Barry continued his teasing, flicking his tongue lightly against her folds. Every once in a while, he would pull at her lips with his teeth or plunge his tongue into her, but just for a second. He could tell that Jamie was nearly at the end of her rope. "Dammit Barry... eat me, eat me now!!!" she screamed, grabbing his hair and pulling his face hard against her quivering pussy. Barry grabbed her ass, pulling her cunt hard to his mouth. He plunged his tongue deep into her, curling it to rub against her g-spot. Jamie threw her head back onto the bed, grabbing at her tits. "Ooooohhhhhh fffuuuucckkkkk, Barry!!!" she cried, her hips bucking against his mouth. "Oooohhh mmyyy Ggdddddd!!!!!" Jamie felt her body shake and shudder as her orgasm grew until she reached her anticipated climax. She wrapped her legs around Barry's head, her body twisting wildly as his mouth took her only where her sister had ever taken her before. Her hands slammed against the bed as she thrust her hips against his mouth, wanting to feel his tongue even deeper inside her. Spellbound, Tammy watched her sister, never seeing her acting like this before. She leaned down, her mouth taking one of her sisters hard nipples. Barry lifted her hips off the bed, grinding his face hard against her sopping wet cunt. With his thumbs, Barry spread her lips, exposing her swollen clitoris. Jamie felt the cool air blowing against her hot clit, adding to the sensations already overwhelming her body. Her fingers clenched the sheets tight, as if holding on for dear life. Barry flicked his tongue over her bud a few times, making Jamie jump even more. Jamie tightened her muscles, wanting to make the feeling last longer. Barry teased her clit, rubbing his nose against her pussy or letting his teeth gently scrape across the protruding bud. He knew that she was about to lose control, about to cum harder than she had in a long time. Waiting a full second to let the sensations sink in, Barry suddenly pulled her hips hard to his mouth, sucking and biting on her clit as he ground his face hard against her dripping cunt. "Ooooohhhhh fuuuuuuuucccckk!!!!!!!" Jamie screamed as her body froze then convulsed uncontrollably as her orgasm erupted deep within her, firing ever nerve in her shaking body. Barry kept eating her, sucking her juices. Jamie's arms slammed against the bed again and again as wave after wave of pleasure raced through her body, her head flailing left and right. Her hot juices shot out of her tunnel, covering Barry's face. Tammy watched as her sister's cum flooded the bed. She quickly began licking and sucking Jamie's pussy with Barry, tasting the reward of Barry's efforts. The feel of two tongues on her already overly sensitive pussy was too much for Jamie. She had another series of orgasms, draining her body of all its fluids. Jamie fell back onto the bed, clutching her breasts as she tried to regain control of her breathing. She was totally exhausted, her body still shaking several minutes after her orgasm. She looked at Barry, then her sister, smiling contentedly. "That was incredible, Barry. Marry me," Jamie said, half joking. Barry smiled knowingly. He prided himself on his oral abilities. He fell back, tired also, but still hard. Tammy looked at his thick cock, licking her lips. "Come here and help me sis. Looks like he needs a little attention himself," Tammy said to Jamie. Jamie smiled, then crawled over to her sister. They got on either side of Barry's legs, nuzzling their faces against his hard, thick cock. Barry moaned softly as Tammy opened her mouth, engulfing his hard shaft. Jamie cupped his balls, taking each one into her mouth. They sucked his cock and balls hard, bringing him to the edge of eruption. They sucked his cock together, kissing each other with his shaft in-between their lips. Barry felt his balls tighten as he strained to hold on. The girls then did something he had never seen. They began titty fucking him together, wrapping, or trying to wrap two pairs of tits around his cock. It didn't really add much sensation to him, but the scene was very erotic. These two sexy, young women rubbing their tits together with his cock in the middle. They kissed each other passionately, their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths as their tits slid up and down his thick rod. Barry could hold on no longer. He erupted with a torrent of hot goo that hit the girls under their chins, dripping onto their tits. They giggled as Tammy dropped her head down, taking his cock into her mouth, getting a mouthful of cum. She pulled up, letting the rest of his seed splash on her sister's face and tits. Jamie rubbed his cock over her face, spreading his cum all over her. Tammy kissed and licked her face, cleaning her of Barry's cum. They collapsed onto the bed, on either side of Barry. They lay there for about half an hour, caressing each other's wet bodies. Finally getting up, the girls kissed Barry, then showered. Jamie and Tammy left the house to go sightseeing and to meet their friends at the edge of town. Barry stayed at home, cleaning the house and resting after the exhausting morning. He also needed rest from an exhausting couple of weeks' travel. The Trip Ch. 09 "Did you miss me?" Susan asked as she hugged Barry at the front door. Barry smiled at his girlfriend. The sun was beginning to set and cast a beautiful orange across the sky. "You know I did, baby," he answered, kissing her tenderly. His hands caressed her back as he held her tightly to him. Susan moaned as their kiss became more passionate. Barry broke the kiss, taking her bags and leading Susan into the house. "How was your trip, Barry?" Susan asked, "My flight was long and the traffic at the airport was horrendous." Barry thought for a moment, smiling to himself as he remembered the events of the last few weeks. "You must be tired then. Let's order in tonight," he said. Susan lay down on the couch, her head resting in his lap as he stroked her long, blonde hair. "My trip was fun. I met a lot of really neat people. People from all over the country. It was tiring though. I was glad to finally get here." Susan agreed, cooing as Barry massaged her head and neck. After a while, Barry got everything ready for dinner. Susan went to the bedroom to freshen up. When she came out, the Chinese food had already been delivered and Barry had it set up with fresh flowers and lit candles. Standing at the table, Barry watched as Susan walked over to him, smiling. He felt his heart beating rapidly against his chest. Even though she was wearing one of his oversized T-shirts and a pair of baggy shorts, she looked beautiful and sexy. "Oh, Barry," she said softly, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Everything is so lovely. I've missed you so much." Barry held her tight. The familiarity of her body did nothing to lessen his feelings. Barry kissed her gently, then pulled her chair out, letting her sit. "So you DID miss me, I see," she giggled, noticing the bulge forming in her boyfriend's shorts. Barry blushed slightly, nodding his head. Susan talked about the few weeks she spent at the beach with her parents, telling Barry about the different bars and clubs she went to, about the guys pawing her body when she danced with them and about the nude beach she and her girlfriends went to. "There really wasn't any fucking going on, but there was a lot of sucking on the beach," she said, laughing. "There were girls giving their boyfriends blow-jobs right on the beach. It was really pretty hot watching it." "You didn't find someone to give one to? I know how much you love sucking a cock," Barry said, smiling. He could feel his cock becoming even harder, thinking of Susan, naked on the beach, sucking his cock. "That will just have to be one of my little secrets," she replied, coyly, licking her lips. "I do love sucking, don't I Barry? Especially when the cock I'm sucking is yours." Barry squirmed on his chair, adjusting his hard cock. He had shared Susan just one time before, with an old college friend. He had had mixed feelings about it. He had been a little jealous, watching someone else fuck his girlfriend as she'd feasted on his rod with an abandon that had surprised them both. At the same time, the experience had been one of the most erotic that they had ever had together. Now the thought of her sucking a stranger's cock on a beach was arousing him even more. "We met some guys there and went out with them that night. It was sort of weird, knowing that they had already seen us naked when we met the at the club." Barry let his hand slip under the table and stroked his already hard cock through his shorts. He felt it twitching and jerking as Susan told him of the guys dancing with her, their hands sliding all over her body. He knew she loved to tease and could just imagine her pulling out all the stops. Susan could feel Barry's eyes burning into her, not with jealousy, but with lust. She continued her story, adding emphasis to tease Barry even more, knowing how much he enjoyed these 'confessions'. "This one guy just couldn't keep his hands off my ass," Susan admitted. When we danced, he would grab my ass, pulling me against him. I felt him grinding his cock against me. It was pretty hot, I must say." "Did you do anything with him, later?" Barry asked, stroking his cock under the table. "No, I didn't really like him too much. Too aggressive. His friend was cute, though. Real shy, too," Susan answered, smiling sultrily. "I danced with him some, but this time, I was the one doing the grinding," she said, giggling. "He was so cute and shy, he didn't know what to do." Susan continued telling Barry how she'd taken his hand and let him feel her breasts as they danced. Barry was obviously enjoying the story. "After we danced, I took him out back without anyone knowing and gave him a blow-job. He was so excited it didn't take him too long to cum." Susan was giggling as she told Barry, watching him squirm in his seat. "He filled my mouth with so much cum it was hard for me to swallow it all. I hope you don't mind, baby." Susan lowered her eyes, acting all innocent as if caught in some minor lie. "No, baby, its all right. I know how much you love giving head and you gave that guy a thrill he'll remember the rest of his life. Just as long as that mouth is for my cock only from now on," Barry replied, smiling at his soon to be wife. After dinner and cleaning the table and kitchen, Barry and Susan went back to the lounge, sitting on the couch. They watched some TV for a while, Susan resting with her head in Barry's lap again. Susan turned her head slightly down and kissed Barry's thigh. Barry had slid his hand over her ass and under the long T-shirt, caressing her back and side. Susan felt at ease in his arms, relaxed, totally at one with him. She started nibbling on his thigh, sending electric shocks through his body. Barry's hips slowly began rocking as he slid his hand down her back, on to her firm, taut ass. Her knickers felt nice to his fingers, the satin adding to his sensations. He had always loved the feel of lingerie on his fingers. They had been together so long and knew each other so well, that they could tell when the other was becoming aroused. No words were needed and none were said to spoil the moment. Susan turned on to her belly, pressing her face into Barry's lap, his cock growing harder with her pressure. She could feel his hand sliding under her knickers, cupping her cheeks. Knowing her as well as he did, Barry knew just which places to touch to bring his lover even higher. He slipped his fingers between her cheeks, sliding the fingertips down over her hole and on to her already wet lips. Susan squirmed, pressing her ass against his hand, feeling his long, thick fingers probing her tunnel. She slid the zipper down to his shorts, pulling his cock out. Biting her lower lip, she looked at the hard, thick shaft before her eyes. She studied the shape and size of his cock, trying to relearn every curve and part of it. Her breathing deepened as she realized that this might well be the only cock she would have for the rest of her life, but it didn't matter. She loved Barry and loved how he made her feel. She looked at the thick head for another second, then dropped her head, engulfing it entirely. Barry rocked his hips, helping it into her mouth. Susan was one of the only women able to take him this deep, this quickly. He plunged his fingers deep into her wet pussy as her head came to rest against his mound. "Ooohhh Ggdddd, Susan, that feels sooo good!!!" he cried, his hips thrusting. Susan could only moan, her mouth filled with his thick cock. She rocked her hips back and forth against his intruding fingers, forcing them deeper inside her aching pussy. Susan loved this position, Barry's cock in her mouth and his fingers deep inside her wet pussy. She struggled to concentrate on his cock, the sensations sent through her body by Barry's fingers nearly overwhelming her. Susan tightened her lips around his thick cock as the head slid against the roof of her mouth. She could feel his body shaking, trembling as she sucked him. She felt her body getting close to the edge too. Barry's hand slapped against her ass as he thrust his fingers deep into her again and again. His pounding drove her face down, taking his throbbing shaft even deeper. Barry could feel Susan getting closer and closer to her climax. He twisted his fingers, rubbing her g-spot as his hand slammed against her ass. Susan moaned, letting the thick cock slip from her mouth. She stroked him several times, sucking on the tender underside of his thick rod. Barry groaned, thrusting his hips to increase the feeling as he worked a third finger into Susan. She squealed, her pussy gripping the intruding fingers. Barry watched as Susan flicked her tongue over the tip, then dropped her head, taking him completely into her hot mouth again. He tensed for a moment, reminded suddenly of the expert sucking that Jane and Shona had given him. Susan looked up at him, her eyes batting as she lured him into her passion. "Who's the best cocksucker, Barry?" she asked, her beautiful face lying next to his throbbing, hard cock. "Who sucks you better than me?" Barry had always been able to answer that truthfully, that no one sucked him better than her. But now, having experienced the skills of Shona and Jane, he wasn't sure. His voiced cracked as he rammed his fingers deep into her wet pussy, her body shaking as her climax ignited. "You are baby, you're the best cocksucker ever," he replied. Susan engulfed his cock once more, sucking harder than before. Her body was shaking as her orgasm reached its crescendo, peaking just as Barry grabbed her hair. He cried out, thrusting his hips as he fucked her wonderful mouth. Susan came hard, her juices squirting out on to Barry's hand as the warm fluids ran down her thighs. Barry erupted into her mouth, his cock jerking as it spewed its hot cream. Susan tightened her lips, taking it all. She loved feeling him cum in her mouth, filling her with his passion, his love. She slid her mouth up and down his shaft a few more times, swallowing all she could, concentrating on the sensitive head. Barry's hips bucked uncontrollably as she drained him of both his seed and his strength. Susan swallowed the warm juices with his cock still in her mouth, then let it out with a pop. She kissed his belly, looking up at him, smiling. She could see the desire in his eyes, feel his passion and love for her. Even though he had fingered her until she came, Susan was just getting started and Barry knew it. Pulling her up to him, Barry kissed her, biting on her neck. She dropped her head, surrendering herself totally to him. Barry leaned her back gently, their eyes locked the entire time. She pulled off her top, exposing her large, full breasts. She cupped her breasts, playing with her hard, brown nipples as he slid to the back of the couch. He massaged her feet, then her ankles and calves as he kissed his way up her legs. She began shaking with anticipation, knowing that she was about to be eaten as never before. Barry could taste the juices that had already flowed from her aching pussy. He sucked and bit on her inner thighs, rubbing the top of his head against her neatly trimmed pussy. Susan bit her lower lips, waiting for the moment he would take her, to send her into ecstasy. Susan looked down at her lover, watching him. She had been waiting for this moment for three weeks as they both made their separate ways across the country. She was very sensitive, jumping at each touch. "Ooohh Gggddd, Barry, I have missed you so much," Susan moaned as she waited for Barry to take her. Barry looked up, smiling knowingly, as he flicked his tongue up and down over her aching lips. Susan squeezed her breasts hard, her hips bucking slightly. She wanted to grab his head and pull his face into her pussy. But she held her actions, knowing that Barry would take care of her desires and needs. She felt his nails scratch along her inner thighs, his face nuzzling gently against her wet pussy. He was teasing her unmercifully, making her wait and wait for her satisfaction. Susan suppressed her squeals, rolling her nipples between her fingers. Slipping his hands under her firm cheeks, Barry lifted Susan's ass off the couch, pulling her to his mouth. He plunged his stiff tongue deep into her pussy, grinding his face hard against her. Susan cried out, the sound torn from her mouth as her thighs clamped tight around his head, holding his face against her. She bucked her hips wildly, surprised at how quickly she was responding to his touch. Susan savored the feeling of Barry's tongue rubbing against her clit. She squealed, biting her lips as his teeth scraped across her bud, sending wave after wave of electricity through her body. Resting on her shoulders, her hands clasped tight on her heaving breasts, Susan rocked her hips against Barry's probing tongue. "Ooohhh fffuuuucckkkkk, Barry... yeesssss, yeesssss!!!!!" she cried, pinching her nipples hard. Her head tossed back and forth against the cushion, her hips fucking his wonderful mouth. Barry squeezed her cheeks, sucking her clit between his teeth, his thumb pressed against her tight rear hole. "Ooooohhhhhh Ggdddddd yyyeeeessssssss... finger my ass, Barry, finger fuck my ass!!!" she pleaded, her hips thrashing against his mouth. Barry twisted his thumb, working it into her tight hole as he bit and tugged on her wet pussy lips. Susan screamed with pleasure, her body shaking wildly. She could hardly say anything as her orgasm grew deep inside her. Barry concentrated on her clit, knowing how much women and especially Susan loved it. He sucked and bit her bud, holding it between his teeth. Susan grabbed the cushions, her body twisting, ready to explode. She erupted, flooding his mouth with her hot juices as he rammed his fingers deep into her cunt, the other hand still fingering her ass. Her head banged against the couch as she came again, her climax peaking over and over. Barry kept his mouth attached to her pussy, licking and tasting her sweet juices. Susan twisted and shook uncontrollably, her body acting with a life of its own. After her initial release, a series of orgasms burst within her, cascading through her shaking body. As she came again and again, she felt her insides tightening, expelling her juices into her future husband's wonderful mouth. After what seemed like an eternity, Susan finally settled on to the couch, sinking deeper into its soft cushions. Her heart was pounding in her chest, beating rapidly, her breathing deep and fast. She lay there for a few minutes, trying desperately to catch her breath as Barry licked her clean, sending even more shivers throughout her trembling body, then kissed his way up, kissing her flat tummy then sucking on the undersides of large breasts. She grabbed his head, clutching him to her breasts. He could feel her heart against his face, beating out her love for him. Barry slid up, wrapping his arms around her, holding her shaking body tight against his. His hands tenderly caressed her, sliding over her wet body. They lay there for several more minutes, lost in each other's passion. "Oh Barry, I love you so much. No one has ever made me feel like you do. Not even a woman has done anything like this to me before," Susan said softly. She tensed suddenly, realizing what she had just said. It took Barry a few seconds to catch it. He had known she had had a few affairs with other girls, especially her friends in both school and college. In fact, Susan and he had shared one of her friends, quite innocently, after the other girl had broken up with her boyfriend. Barry had always suspected that Susan was more bisexual than she let on and felt himself become even more aroused in response to his girlfriend's inadvertent slip. He caressed her lovingly, deciding to let her tell him anything in her own time. He let the utterance slip by, kissing her deeply. They watched TV for a couple of hours more, making love once more in bed before falling asleep in each other's arms. The next morning, Barry slipped quietly out of bed to relieve himself. When he returned, he looked at Susan who still sleeping peacefully, her face still glowing from last night. Barry looked at her quietly, watching her sleep. He thought to himself that not only could she be the only woman for him the rest of his life, but that he would be very happy with it. Just as he was aware that Susan had been with other men and, he suspected, other women since they'd been together, he had been with other women since he'd met Susan. He had always enjoyed the sex with those others, more for the satisfaction of knowing how much pleasure he had given them than for his own gratification. He thought again about the adventures he'd had on his journey; about Carla, Marisa, Beth and Terri, Tammy and Jamie and especially Jane and Shona. He had loved them all, giving himself to unselfishly to each of them, satisfying their needs. Yet Susan was the woman that he truly loved. Today he would be committing himself to her and her alone, happy to forgo the additional thrill of the casual, and not so casual, encounters he'd enjoyed in the past. If Barry had discovered one thing during the last few weeks it was that loving Susan was its own reward. Susan had woken when Barry had got out of their bed. Smiling to herself as she remembered the passion of the previous evening, she felt a thrill of anticipation run up her spine as her thoughts turned to the day ahead. Hearing Barry’s return, she pretended to stir, stretching languorously, savoring the feel of the soft silk sheets next to her skin. She let her eyes flicker open, rubbing them briefly to clear away the last vestiges of her slumber then glanced suggestively at Barry, who was watching her from just inside the door. Moving sinuously, she peeled away the top sheet to reveal her naked body then slowly but quite deliberately spread her legs. "Get yourself over here and fuck me again, Barry," she purred seductively, slipping a finger between her labia and dipping it into her cunt. Without the need for any further instruction Barry crossed the room and climbed back on to the bed, positioning himself between her legs. Susan pulled her finger from her pussy and lifted it to her lips, sucking her own juices into her mouth. Instead of moving up, Barry leaned forward. His tongue flicked out and ran lightly along the length of her slit. "Oohhhhh Ggggdddd, Barry, yessssss!" moaned Susan as his tongue explored of her most private flesh. His tongue darted in and out of her hot, wet hole and she squirmed with pleasure. Squeezing her large, full breasts, she cried out as his tongue lashed across her sensitive clit. "Ohhhhhh ffuuuccckkk!" she moaned, tweaking her nipples with her fingers as his lips fastened around her swollen bulb and he sucked it lightly into his mouth. Susan continued to cup and squeeze her breasts as Barry's tongue lapped at her pussy. Pinching her nipples harder, she cried out as Barry slowly inserted two fingers into her cunt. His tongue flicked over her clit as he pumped his fingers in and out. Susan felt her body begin to shudder as Barry's mouth drove her closer and closer to her impending climax. Tossing her head from side to side, she writhed with pleasure as Barry's tongue lashed her clit, surprised at how quickly Barry's tongue had worked its magic on her clit, bringing her quickly and effortlessly to the brink of orgasm. As her breathing became increasingly labored she closed her eyes and let the sensations take over. Barry teased her clit with his teeth. Susan's back arched. "Mmmmmaaaaah," she sighed as she slipped over the edge, surrendering herself to the waves of pleasure that washed over her. Barry slipped his fingers out of her cunt but his tongue continued to lap at her clit, each contact sent fresh spasms through Susan's body. "Yessssss! Ohhhhh fffuuccckkkk, Barry, yesssss!!!!!" she cried as her climax peaked, subsided then peaked again. The Trip Ch. 09 When at last Susan opened her eyes she found Barry staring down at her. He smiled and with a single powerful lunge he thrust his cock deep into her cunt. Susan responded with a lust filled groan as she brought her legs up, taking him deeper into her body. She rested her feet against his firm ass and clawed at his back with her fingers as he thrust his cock in and out. "Oooh Gggggdddd, yesssssss, fuck me, Barry! Fuck me!" she cried as his cock plunged deep into her cunt. With every thrust she felt his balls slap against her. The walls of the cunt flexed, gripping his cock as it slid in and out with long, powerful strokes. "Harder!" she urged, "Fuck me harder! Oh yes! Oh Gggddd yes! Fuck me hard, mmmmm..." As Barry increased his pace Susan responded by digging her fingers into the cheeks of his ass, forcing him in deeper. She rocked her hips so that she met every thrust at its deepest point, increasing the friction against her throbbing clit. "Oh Barry, oh fuck me! Screw me! Screw me hard and fill my cunt with your cum!" she cried as she came once more, her cunt gripping Barry's cock even more tightly. Barry started to thrust harder and faster As Susan urged him on with her obscenities, so at odds with her demure public persona. He pulled his cock so far back that it almost slipped from her cunt before plunging it back in with all the force he could muster. In and out, over and over, his cock hammered at Susan's cunt as she urged him on. "Oh fuck, oooohhhhh fffuuccckkkkk, I'm almost there," he panted, feeling the pressure mount. "That's it, Barry, give it to me," moaned Susan, "give me you cum. I want to feel you explode inside me." With an animal like groan, Barry thrust hard, impaling her on his cock as he unleashed his load of cum. Susan closed her eyes and shuddered as she felt jet after jet of his sperm flood into her cunt. Barry kept thrusting. With every thrust he shot more of his load deep into cunt until, at last, he was spent. Pulling his cock from her pussy, Barry rolled away. Susan, recovering slightly, turned her attention to his flagging cock. Even only semi-erect, as it now was, it was still an impressive size. She moved down. Resting her head on Barry's thigh she sucked the last drops of cum from its end before proceeding to lick him clean. When that task was complete she moved back up beside him where he enfolded her in his embrace. Susan snuggled up against him, feeling the warmth of his body spooned against her. She turned her face to him, smiled then closed her eyes, drifting back to sleep. An hour later, they awoke. After a kiss, Susan, as planned, left him for the day until they were to see each other later that night to begin a new life together. Susan was in the bridal room with her girlfriends, giggling as they made sure that each of them were as beautiful as possible, without being prettier than Susan. Susan's mother poked her head in, telling them that Barry had finally arrived. The bridesmaids all looked at each other and nodded knowingly. "We'll be right back, Susan," Carla said, "we all want to meet Barry before the wedding. You've kept him to yourself so much, we want to see who this guy really is." Susan looked up, noticing that all six bridesmaids were getting up. "All of y'all are going?" she asked, puzzled, "I thought I had shown y'all pictures of him over the last year." "Yeah, we all want to see him and talk to him," Marisa replied. The young women streamed out of the room like a row of ducks following their mother. Susan just shook her head and put the finishing touches to her make-up on her face. Barry was talking with his best friend when he saw Marisa walking towards him. He thought she looked familiar, but wasn't sure where he might have seen her before. Then he saw Jane and Shona, followed by Tammy, Jamie and Carla. His heart sank, his stomach tightened as a potentially unpleasant realization hit him. He turned to his friend, telling him that he wanted to meet Susan's friends alone, since it was the "first" time. Jake said it was all right and left Barry alone. Before Marisa could say anything, Barry jumped in, "Hi, how are y'all? Why don't we go into this room and talk privately? I want to know all about my wife's closest friends." Barry quickly opened the door and allowed each woman to enter before he slipped in, closing, then locking the door. He didn't want anyone walking in on the conversation he was afraid was about to occur. He opened his mouth, about to say something probably stupid, when Shona interrupted. "Barry, before you say anything, we just wanted to talk to you privately, without Susan. We all think the world of her. She is our closest friend and the sweetest, kindest person we know," Shona said. Barry tried to say something, but she held up her hand, stopping him. "You just hush and listen," she said sternly, her eyes blazing with emotion. The women were dressed in identically beautiful gowns, tight around the bust, showing ample cleavage, more than most weddings would have, yet Barry hardly noticed. He was too afraid of what was going to happen. Shona continued, "We all love Susan very much and never, I mean never, would do anything to hurt her." Barry nodded his head in agreement. "So, what we decided to do," Carla interrupted, "was to let this be our little secret. All of us agreed that it would do no good to tell Susan at this time." Barry started to protest but Carla cut him off. "Oh we know that she knows you've had other women and she's told us that you know that she's had other men BUT she doesn't know about what you got up to with each of us during the last few weeks, so, if we ever hear that you have hurt her in any way, our deal is off. And since we all can tell the same story, Susan would know it's true." Carla let the stern expression she'd assumed slip from her face. "Of course, she'd believe us if we said that all we were doing was making sure that you were enough of a man to satisfy her and I think I speak for us all when I say that you more than satisfied us on that score, didn't he girls?" The others nodded their agreement, broad smiles on their faces and Barry allowed himself to relax. "So? Do you have anything to say?" Carla asked. Barry sat in the chair for a moment then stood up. "First I want to thank you all for being here. It means so much to Susan. She has been waiting for all of you for so long and wanting me to meet y'all." Barry tried to look each girl in the eyes. "Next, I agree. Susan is a wonderful person, very sweet and special. Why do you think I am marrying her? And, I, too, would never do anything to hurt her." Barry took a deep breath, "Thank you for doing this for Susan and me. I love her very much and I really do plan to spend the rest of my life with her." Barry smiled at each of the young women, looking at their dresses for the first time. "I feel as though I know each of y'all intimately," he laughed, "I guess I really do, but I hope that we can becomes good friends. I know that Susan wants to remain close to each of y'all and she has talked about inviting y'all over for extended times. I hope, too, that we can becomes good friends, actually remain good friends, since each of y'all are already dear to me." Barry noticed that each girl was smiling, a couple trying to hide it, but smiling anyway. "I want each of y'all to have a wonderful time here and let's make this Susan's most wonderful night ever." Barry smiled to each girl, holding their gazes so that they could see his sincerity. Tammy and Jamie hugged each other, "He's so sweet," Jane said then giggled. "Actually, Barry, it's your job to make this Susan's most wonderful night," she added. Shona nodded. "As Carla said, none of us have any doubts on that score," she said, the other girls nodded their agreement again. "One of the reason we aren't telling Susan is that we know how lucky she is to have such a skilful lover. There aren't many men who are so attentive to a woman's needs," she added, giving Barry a light peck on the cheek. Barry felt himself flush at the compliment Shona had paid him and, despite the awkwardness and inappropriateness of the situation, he felt his cock stiffen. Shona reached down to give his cock a surreptitious squeeze. "That'd better be for Susan," she laughed. "That's one wedding present I know she's going to enjoy unwrapping," she added before kissing him again. The other girls got together and talked briefly, all nodding her heads. Carla stepped forward, opening her arms to Barry, "Welcome to our family," she said, smiling. Barry walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her. Shona whispered softly, "Just remember, if you hurt her, all bets are off. We've known Susan longer than you have so we'll take our chances if we have to." She leaned her head back, looking at him deeply then kissed him on the lips again, giving him a quick squeeze on his ass. Shona moved away to be replaced by Jane. Each girl then kissed Barry warmly before going back to the bridal room. In the room, Susan asked what took so long. "You have a very special man, there, Susan," answered Jane, smiling at the other friends, "I hope he is as good in bed as he is nice." All the girls laughed at Jane's joke. Susan smiled, winking at Jane. "If y'all only knew," Susan said laughing as an idea began to form in her mind. The wedding was perfect. Susan was more beautiful than she had ever been, her face aglow with her love for Barry. At the reception, everyone danced and had a great time. Barry danced with each bridesmaid a couple of times, sometimes with Susan or two of them at the same time. When Susan danced with her friends, Barry could tell that they were a lot closer than regular friends, that Susan had probably been lovers with some if not all of them at one time or another but he wasn't going to push the point at this time. Early at the reception, Barry saw Beth, the friend that he had met with Jane and Shona. She told him that she and Mike had split up and that she was going to spend the next two weeks with Shona and Jane, traveling around the country with them before they returned home to the UK. After that, Beth was going to spend some time with Terri and John before deciding what to do with her life. Barry kissed her gently on the cheek, wishing her the best. Towards the end of the evening, after most of the older guests had left, the girls, including Beth, hung together as a group, even though every single guy was after them. The girls were dancing more sensually together but not too risqué to cause any problems. Barry was sitting, resting, as Tammy and Jamie danced together. Susan came over to him, with a serious look on her face. "What is it, Susan, is anything wrong?" Barry asked, taking her hand in his. Susan looked at her husband and smiled. "No, nothing I hope. I just have to tell you something and I hope you understand. You know that I have been with some women before, my friends when I was in that private school in England and others from college," she said softly. Barry nodded. "Well," she stammered, "I have actually had more than a few affairs. In fact, I have had lots of them, and not just in high school and college. Actually I... I still like being with women and I have been seeing my friends up until a few nights ago. I know this is a surprise. Are you upset?" Barry thought for just a second, "No, that's all right baby. I love you. If that's who you are, then that's who I love." Susan smiled broadly, wrapping her arms around Barry's neck, kissing him deeply. She rubbed her breasts against his chest, letting him know how happy she was that he was her husband. She broke the kiss, leaning back in his arms. "I plan to still see my friends, all right?" she asked coyly Barry smiled, "Of course. Your friends are our friends and you can see them whenever and however you want." Susan smiled, kissing him several times on the cheek and lips. "Which of them was your first?" he teased. "Can't you guess?" Susan laughed. Barry shook his head. "It was Shona," Susan said softly, "when we were fifteen." "What about Jane?" Barry asked. "Oh, she wasn't too far behind, even though her real preference is for guys. Shona's the truly bisexual one. She was Jane's first too and is the only girl that Jane's really serious about even if she does mess with others occasionally." Barry smiled as he remembered the way Jane had 'messed' with Beth and Terri. Susan continued, "Those two share everything and I do mean everything and that included me. I'm so glad they were able to come all this way to be here. They made me feel so welcome when I was in England. They'll always be very special to me." Barry nodded, recalling the time that he had spent on the road with the two girls, his smile deepening. "I love you so much, Barry," Susan whispered, kissing his ear, interrupting his revere and bringing him back to the present. Barry felt his cock become hard as Susan pressed her breasts against him. She could feel him hardening against her mound. "I have another surprise for you, darling," Susan said, kissing his neck. She broke the embrace and stood in front of Barry. "You know how we have been together so long and even had sex last night, and so tonight really isn't any different from any other night?" Barry looked at her, not knowing where she was going with this. "Well," she continued, "I hope you don't mind, but I invited all my friends to the beach house with us. Even you said that there wasn't that much to do there since it is so far away from everything." Barry smiled, imagining the other girls sunning naked on the beach or walking around the house in just their undies. "That's all right, baby. I like them, they all seem very nice." Susan smiled slyly. "They are very nice... and very good," she said laughing. They kissed briefly, then Susan turned to her friends, calling them over. They all rushed to her, giggling as they talked about the next week they would spend together. Beth walked up slowly until Susan opened her arms to her, telling her that she felt that they would quickly become good friends, too. Susan then turned to her friends who were the only ones left in the ballroom along with a few hopeful guys. "Thank you all for coming here and sharing this night with me. It means so much to me. But tonight is not finished for me," she said, holding onto Barry's arm to steady herself, "Barry and I have one more thing to do to make this wonderful night complete." She smiled slyly at her friends. "I guess I have to spend what's left of my wedding night with my husband, so... Barry and I will take our leave and we will see y'all tomorrow." She winked at her friends, kissed Barry, then the two left arm in arm. Jane turned to Shona. whispering, "How much time shall we give them?" Shona smiled, "About 45 minutes, I guess." The girls laughed, then went back to the dance floor and enjoyed a few more dances before they all made their way to the twins room for a late night party of their own. In the elevator, Barry took his wife into his arm. "I love you so much, Susan. When I saw you walking down the aisle, I have never seen anyone as beautiful as you." Susan looked at him, tears welling up in her eyes. "You have made me so happy. I love you, Barry, with all my heart," Susan whispered softly. They kissed more deeply, more emotionally than ever before. When the elevator came to a stop at the top floor, they were closer than ever, more in love than even a few hours ago. They walked into the bridal suite, ready to consummate their love, their marriage, their life together. Susan tossed the veil to the floor, shaking her long, blonde hair free. Barry started to unzip the dress, but she stopped him. "I have been waiting to wear this dress for a long time. I'm not taking it off so quickly," she smiled. Pushing him against the wall, Susan slid her hand down Barry's chest, grabbing his hard cock. He moaned softly a she skillfully slid the zipper down, slipping her fingers inside his pants. Her knickers were already wet, soaked from the dancing and anticipation of the night. She felt his fingers cupping her breasts, squeezing them through the satin and lace material of her wedding gown. Susan looked up at Barry, smiled, then fell to her knees, engulfing his thick cock in one motion. "Ooohhh Gggdddd, Susan," he groaned, his hips thrusting. He felt her lips tighten around his shaft as her head bobbed back and forth. He could not believe how hot and sexy she looked. He still had his tux on, she, still in her white wedding gown, sucking his cock. He thrust his hips, fucking his new wife's face. He moaned, the head of his cock sliding against the roof of her mouth. Susan slid the thick shaft out of her mouth, looking up at Barry, with a sultry look. Barry almost came right then but squeezed tight. Susan slid her tongue up and down the tender underside of his shaft, her tongue circling the tip. Barry struggled to hold back. He had never been so aroused, so turned on. Watching his girlfriend, no, his wife sucking his cock in her wedding dress was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. He grabbed Susan by her hair, pulling her up to him. She pressed her breasts against his chest as she stood, kissing his belly and chest. He held her, turning her so that her back was to the wall. Barry kissed sucked and bit on her neck, cupping her large breasts through her dress. "Oooohhhhhh Ggdddd, Barry, yeesssss," she moaned, holding his head to her tits. Barry buried his face in visible expanse of her firm breasts, sucking on the tops as he squeezed them hard. His thigh pressed against hers. Susan opened her legs slightly, letting his thigh rub against her pussy. "Ooohhhh fuck Barry, fuck me, fuck me now!!", she pleaded, rocking her hips against his thigh. Barry pulled at her dress, gathering all the material, pushing it up over her pussy. She rocked her cunt hard against his thighs, her wet skimpy knickers doing little to dampen the sensations. He slid to his knees, nuzzling his face against her pussy, inhaling her aroma. Susan bit her lower lip as she felt him sucking her juices through the soaking gusset of her knickers. She grabbed the gown with one hand and Barry's head with the other, pulling his face hard against her cunt. "Yyyeeeessssssss, yeesssss, eat me, eat my fuckin' pussy!!" be cried. Barry pulled her knickers to the side, grinding his face hard against her thrusting mound. He sucked on her lower lips, tasting her sweet juices. Susan shuddered as her orgasm erupted from inside her, her cum gushing out into her husband's hungry mouth. Barry increased his tempo, plunging his tongue deep into his wife's tunnel. "Ooohhh Gggddd, I’mmmm cumming again!!!" Susan screamed, her hips thrusting hard, fucking his talented tongue. Barry grabbed her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh. He pulled her pussy hard against his mouth, sucking and eating her wet cunt. Her juices flowed like a raging river, soaking his face with her hot cum. She could feel the warm juices running down her thighs and down her legs. Her body trembled violently as she came again and again, every nerve fiber firing its message of pleasure. "Barry, Barry, make love to me. Love me as your wife for the first time!" Susan urged. Barry stood up, scooping his hands under her and carried her to the oversized bed. They kissed as he carried her, laying her gently on the soft satin sheets. Susan lay there, looking up at him as he took his clothes off, tossing them to the floor. Susan got onto her knees, unzipped her gown, letting it fall to the bed. Barry pulled the dress off her, feeling the sensual material in his fingers. He tenderly placed the gown on a chair then returned to his wife. Susan moved back to the top of the bed, her eyes locked on his. She cupped her breasts, squeezing them as her fingers tugged at her hard nipples. She giggled as she opened her legs, letting Barry crawl between them, kissing his way up her beautiful body. The Trip Ch. 09 "Oh Barry, I love you so much. I want to share every part of our lives together," she said softly. Barry took her in his arms, kissing her passionately, their tongues whirling together. Susan felt the thick tip of his cock pressing against her pussy. Her breathing deepened, wanting to feel his wonderful cock inside her. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him to her. His cock split her open, sliding into her soaking tunnel. "Ooohhh Ggdddddd, yyyeeeessssssss," she cried, tightening her grip with her legs. She pulled him all the way into her, his thick shaft stretching her. She moaned as he thrust his hips, slamming his hips against her thighs. Barry grabbed her large breasts with one hand, supporting himself with the other on the bed as the slammed his cock deeper and deeper into her. His felt his cock grow harder inside her, stretching Susan even more. Already on the verge of another orgasm, Susan gripped his cock with her cunt, adding to the friction. "Oooohh fuucckk, I'm about to cum," Barry cried, thrusting again and again. Susan's body shook from the pounding, her breasts bouncing on her chest as Barry fucked her as never before. She rolled onto her shoulders, giving Barry better access to ram deep into her cunt. This position also increased the friction against her already overly sensitive clit. "Fuck me Barry, fuck your slutty wife!!" she screamed, rocking her hips hard against his pounding hips. She felt as though she was about to be ripped apart. He slammed hard against her, his cock thicker then ever as it pounded deep into her cunt. "Oooooohhhhhhhh Gggddddd, fuck me, fuck me hard!!!!" Susan cried. Susan felt her body become rigid, an avalanche of orgasms ready to explode inside her. Barry could sense that she was about to climax. She rammed his cock into her again and again, his own load about to let loose. Susan's arms wrapped tightly around him, her nails digging into his back as her orgasms exploded throughout her. She began shaking wildly as her pussy squeezed its essence from deep within, flooding the bed with her cum. The heat from her cum sent Barry over the edge. He erupted hard, his cock throbbing inside her, pressing against her walls. His cock kept jerking, squirting its hot seed deep inside her womb. The two lovers kept their rocking going, moving in tandem with one another, their bodies shaking and trembling uncontrollably. Barry finally collapsed on top of her, their breathing shallow and rapid. Barry kissed Susan all over her face as she caressed his back, holding him tightly to her body. Their hearts were beating frantically against their chests, emphasizing the passion they just shared. Rolling onto his side, Barry held his wife to him as Susan cuddled against his chest. They lay there for several minutes, sharing the afterglow of their love. "I need to wash up a minute," Susan said softly, slipping out of the bed. Barry lay there, feeling satisfied and at peace with his life. "OH MY, come here, Barry. You have to see this tub!" Susan cried from the bathroom. Barry walked in, standing behind Susan, his hands on her bare hips. "Nice!" he said, looking a the heart shaped tub as big as a hot tub. "Are you tired?" she asked, smiling. Barry smiled back and turned on the water to the tub. When it was about half full, they heard a knock at the door. Susan grabbed a robe and hurried to the door, wondering who it could be. Outside stood all her friends, giggling, holding a couple of bottles of champagne. "We listened until you were through," Jane laughed, almost falling over. Some of the girls had changed into nighties, others were wearing long T-shirts. "Come on in," Susan said, quickly closing the door after Beth came in last. "Put something on, Barry, we have friends here." Susan turned to Beth, "If you are friends with Jane and Shona, I know we will be friends, too," she said, putting Beth more at ease. Barry grabbed the other robe. Before he could walk out of the bathroom, the entire group came in. "Look at this tub!" Susan said. "Barry and I were about to take an after-love bath," she giggled. "Did you tell him?" Carla asked, placing her arm around Susan's neck. Susan looked at Barry, smiling. "Sort of. I told him half, about y'all coming to the beach house with us, but not the rest. I wanted to surprise him," she answered. Barry looked at Susan, then the other girls. He got nervous, imagining all sorts of things they could have told her. He was sitting on the edge of the tub, holding the robe around him. "He knows that we are very close, that we have been and will be intimate, but that's all so far. I haven't had a chance to tell him what we talked about earlier." By now, Shona had taken Susan's robe off. Susan stood there naked, Shona cupping her full breasts. Tammy pulled off her T-shirt, revealing her naked body. "Maybe we should let Jane tell him," said Marisa, "You know how much she loves it." Jane smiled at Marisa, then at Barry. Susan nodded her head, lost in her own world as Shona, Carla, Tammy and Jamie began caressing her, kissing her body. Barry, not sure what to expect, sat and watched as the four young women seduced his new wife. Jane walked over to him slowly, untying the blue oriental silk dressing gown. She let it fall to the floor as she approached Barry. Shona moved away from Susan and leaned against the counter, her arms wrapped around Beth. She slid her hands up under Beth's T-shirt, cupping her breasts. They watched as Jane got onto the floor between Barry's legs. Jane opened the robe, taking his cock into her fingers. "As long as we are together, Barry," Susan said, her voice cracking, She struggled to get the words out, her mind unable to focus due to the three pairs of hands groping her body. "Since we are married and supposed to share our lives together, I want to share my friends with you." It took Barry a few moments to realize what his wife was saying. He looked at her, cocking his head, about to ask her what she meant. Susan put her finger up to his lips and smiled, "Yes, I want to share my friends with you. They are very important to me and you are now the center of my life. I want us all to be as close as you and I are. You can call it my extra special wedding present to you." Barry smiled, nodding, "That would mean a lot to me, for you to want to share your friends like that with me." Susan knew that Barry was touched by her offer, not just sexually, but emotionally, to be a part of the most intimate part of Susan's past and future. Marisa moved behind Barry and leaned over, resting his head in her cleavage and whispered to him softly as Jane's fingers stroked his semi-erect cock. "Our deal has changed slightly. Everything is still the same, but there is one more point added. We have decided that since Susan is so keen to share you with us, you will just have to become our sex slave whenever we visit. Either satisfy our every whim or might just be forced to tell her everything." Barry smiled. "Your wish is my command," he answered softly. Marisa smiled, then smiled to the other girls. They all smiled and giggled, knowingly. Barry watched as Jane let her spit drip onto his cock. She used it to lubricate her fingers as she stroked him, feeling his shaft grow harder. Jane looked up at him, batting her blue eyes, innocently, then engulfed his thick cock as only she, Shona and Susan could do. He moaned loudly as he watched Jane suck him back to life. As her lips began to glide up and down his shaft, he smiled. "Who said marriage is hard?" he thought to himself?