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Unwanted Sex Becomes Desired

By: ainu2



Greta and I have been friends since kindergarten. I grew up two houses from where she lived. We often walked to school and back together. I think we were in middle school, perhaps fourteen years old, when she told me for the first time, "Jack, I'm never getting married."

At that age I still thought most girls were weird or silly, although I guess I always thought of Greta as being a normal kid like me. And this definitely was before I started thinking of girls and sex at the same time and well before it ever entered my mind to think about marriage. So my answer was a casual, "Oh, why?"

"Because husbands do terrible things to wives," she answers.

While I had never thought of it before, I had a mother and father and knew they were married. So I said, "I don't think all husbands do, my parents seem to get along really good together." And that ended the discussion of that for the moment.

Over the next few years she mentioned the subject a number of times and gradually it became apparent the problem was not marriage or dating but sex. Since I had no real sex experience, mostly I was left either just listening or making half hearted attempts to say that lots and lots of people seem to enjoy sex.

To compound things, when Greta was seventeen another girl arranged a blind date with an older boy that was used to getting his way with girls. Apparently he didn't know beans about how to make love or seduce girls but just knew to shove it in and fuck. Greta got out of it with her virginity but barely and only after a pretty traumatic experience. That led to her telling me that not only was she never getting married but she was never, ever going to have sex with anyone. I don't remember my answer but since I didn't know beans about anything I suspect I didn't have much to say.

However, when I was eighteen I started being successful with girls. My first, Marcy, taught me almost everything a guy needs to know about seducing females and how to be good at sex with them. I suspect she taught fairly many boys the same, she was three years older than me. I then went on to have sex with more girls than I probably should have. I did learn that females can be every bit as horny as males, they usually just won't admit it up front. They have to guard their reputation.

I took Greta to our Senior Prom, primarily as just good friends. The only other girl I knew well at that point was Marcy and she certainly was not Prom date material. Again, Greta ranted about how bad sex was. By then I could argue back some and let her know that in actual fact, lots of people loved having sex with each other. That her fears of sex were irrational. It didn't dissuade her but perhaps it made her open her mind slightly. We then both went on to the local state college, still living at home and still being around each other a lot.

Over the years, bit by bit, I learned that Greta's mother got married in her late teens against her parent's wishes. Apparently her husband proceeded to rape her repeatedly. Perhaps he didn't mean to, he didn't know any better but did know that husbands fucked their wives. Perhaps he really was evil. I'll never know. Anyway, about three days into this, Greta's Mom left him while he was sleeping and took a bus back home and immediately started arrangements to end the marriage. She never ever dated another man. 

It apparently hadn't occurred to her that she was pregnant. She went ahead and had Greta and has raised her ever since. I've never seen Greta's father and I suspect she never has either. Her Mom apparently started warning Greta about the evils of sex once Greta started getting old enough to consider boys.

Greta still never dated and said she never would. Each time when she would bring up the subject I would argue back. As I gained more and more experience with sex my arguments became stronger but I was barely chipping away at a fortress of apprehension and fear even if it was illogical.

Perhaps I should mention that by now, Greta is a gorgeous young woman. A terrific body, dark hair around a face more girl-next-door attractive than beautiful. The nicest, friendliest, personable girl I know, at least in my opinion. But she still has that major hang-up. And she still brings it up fairly often.

This day, half way through our second year of college, when we're both twenty years old, we're walking home and she does it again. "Look," I tell her, "You have a fear that's not rational. Your mother brain washed you. I know for a fact because I've experienced it, that done properly, women love sex just as much as men and perhaps even more so. All across the globe men and women are having sex all the time. How else do you think all these people get born. If you would be with the right man, you'd discover that you love it, too. I'm sure of that."

"I realize that people are different. I'm no expert in psychology but there probably are a very small number of people who truly have no interest in sex. And I suspect there are a few at the other end that are what are often called nymphos and satyrs and can't ever get enough. But the vast, vast majority have a healthy interest in sex and enjoy practicing it with one another. The way you keep bringing this up suggests to me that you are one of that vast majority. You have an interest but you're scared to death about it."

"Your mother had a horrible experience. We can't go back and change that. But you have to see that as a result, she's lonely and unhappy. If you let her fears become your fears, you'll end up the same way. I think you really, really need to experience some good sex and break through that fear that's built up in you. I also think there may only be one way to do it and that's with me."

"We've known each other all our lives. You trust me. At least I think you trust me. I'll never hurt you if I can help it. I think that the only way you will ever be willing to try good sex is with someone you trust and who you know won't hurt you. That's me. I've also had sex often enough that I know how to treat a woman to really great sex. I'm as positive as I can be that if you let me try, if you give up your fear long enough to let me try, that you'll have an experience you absolutely love and it will change your life. Change it for the better."

"You may be right, Jack," she answers me. "But if I agree to go ahead with this idea of yours, what will be involved? What do I have to do?"

"Well, we need a bedroom that's private where we won't get interrupted. We need to both get naked. I'll agree from the beginning that I won't hurt you. If I ever do hurt you, you can ask me to stop at any time and I will. But you can't ask me to stop just because you're afraid of what might happen. You have to trust me. I'll kiss you, kiss you often and at different places all over your body. I'll fondle your breasts, kiss them, suck on them. I'll kiss your pussy, lick it, give you an orgasm or maybe more than one. If everything goes as I think it will and you react as I think you will, I'll eventually slip my penis into your vagina and we'll actually fuck. But we'll only get to that last part if the first things all cause the reaction from you that I expect. Orgasms, really heightened sexual feelings. How does that sound?"

"Actually it all sounds a little scary. I've read enough so I understand what you're saying. I imagine that a lot of girls would jump at the chance to experience what you've just described. Somewhere in my mind I have to admit that maybe I want to, too. But at the same time, the whole idea is sort of scary. I've been taught all my life that it doesn't happen like you say it will. But I do trust you, Jack. So I'll agree to try it. But I still have a lot of doubt about it all, about whether it will work out as you say. But I'll do it. I'll try."

When I brought up when and where, Greta suggested now in her bedroom. Her Mom is at work and won't be home for a couple hours and she'll feel more comfortable in her own room. "Besides," she let me know, "we better do it now when I've agreed to it than wait and let me change my mind."

She has a perfect body and I tell her so. Seeing her nude from the front she has all the curves a female should have. From the side she has a waist that looks like it's maybe three inches thick, so small as to not be believable. Her body is much deeper at her breasts and butt. Her upper body, from the side, seems to curve out, up and forward, shoving her butt out in back and her breasts out in front. When she leans over to remove the last of her clothes, her breasts hang loose and appear to be much more than when she's upright and they sit on her chest and seem to meld into her more. Lovely, shapely legs. Long legs, as long as her upper body at least. As far as I'm concerned she could be a swim suit model. "Greta, you have the sexiest, gorgeous body possible, I tell her.

When I kiss her she's still a little stiff. Other girls melt right into you, ready to fuck from the beginning. Greta is going to have to be aroused and may even fight it a little. I caress her, hold her lovely, firm butt and kiss her again. Then we both climb onto the bed and I start kissing her cheeks, her neck, onto her chest. I love her breasts. Soft on the surface but actually firm underneath. Nipples that were large and now are smaller and harder. I hold them, feel them, fondle them, kiss them. I lick some and then get my mouth around a nipple and suck. For the first time she makes a slight moan. After a couple moments I switch to the other breast and suck on the nipple. She moans a little louder and actually puts her hand on the back of my head, not to pull me away but to let me know she likes it, I think.

I move my kisses and hands down her body, over her stomach and abdomen. I lick her belly button and get my fingers into her dark pubic hair. She moans a little more. I kiss down onto her left hip and then onto her thigh, moving my whole body down lower. I kiss down her leg to her foot, then suck on a couple toes. I push her legs apart some to kiss the other foot and start back up the other leg, kissing, pushing her legs further and further apart. She's still making good sounds, catching her breath some, still has her hand messing with my hair. 

Now, here's her pussy. I pull the hair to the side to get at her pink slit and get my mouth into her to kiss her. I then push my tongue out and lick up and down a little. She makes a louder moan and her hips sort of jump a little, as if, maybe, she's pushing her pussy at me. I use my fingers to pull her open more and run my tongue up and down inside her. She tastes a lot like every other girl I've done this to, perhaps not quite as strong a taste as some but one I really like. I get my tongue on the little bump that has to be her clit and flick it back and forth. That really gets a hip jerk from her and a louder sound.

I go to work doing everything I've learned up to now. I slide a finger into her and move it around, then in and out a little, as I continue to lick her clit. It's going to work. I can feel her getting much wetter and her vagina opening up some, making it easier to move my finger in her. I slide my finger out and use my lips to try and suck her whole pussy, grabbing her growing clit with my lips as I push my finger back in again. She's really making noises now, noises that almost sound as if she's being hurt but I know are sounds of pleasure. 

I get a second finger into her and start finger fucking her fast while working my tongue and lips on her clit as hard and fast as I can. She cums. There's no doubt. She literally screams. Her vagina spasms a little and does more than get wetter, it starts oozing juice. I reach down to where I had put a condom, a lubricated one that should help me move into her with less friction, and manage to slip it on my cock while I continue to finger fuck her and suck on her clit and she continues to go nuts, her hips jumping. Both of her hands are on the back of my head, not caressing my hair but holding me to her.

I pull back and she mutters a "no" and a "what" and I get my cock aimed into her and start pushing. I can feel, even with the condom on, her pussy lips opening and accepting me. It's really tight. I had felt her vagina open up, two fingers fit in her with ease. My cock is obviously larger and her insides grip me as I push slowly in more and more. I say, "I'm sorry Greta, this may hurt for just a moment," and push harder. I can feel I'm running up against a barrier so I give a big push and break through. She screams and I push right on and am fully into her. I pull back a little and she moans and I push back in. I do it again. "Ohmigod," I hear from her and she has her hands on my butt, pulling me into her. I start pulling back and then in, over and over. She's making the same noises. If her mother was here she'd think Grtat was being attacked and hurt but she's actually in the throes of pleasure of getting seriously fucked.

Surprisingly, I really last. I think I fuck her as long as I have other girls on the second time around. She either has another orgasm or else continues to have one long one because she's really growling and pushing back and is fully into this. Finally I cum. I push fully into her and hold it while my cock jerks some and unloads into the condom. Then I slump and relax a little on her. I can feel my cock softening, so I pull out, remove the condom and reach over to drop the gooey thing on the floor and then roll off and lay on my back, next to her. She rolls to me and gets one leg and an arm up over me, her breast against the side of my chest, her head on my shoulder.

"Well, how was it?" I ask.

She kisses me. "I think we need to do it again just to be sure," she says, grinning and then kissing me again. "This may be the best day of my whole life, Jack." We hold each other and kiss several times. I decide that if she wants to do it again, maybe we should. Why not? So I roll her onto her back and start kissing her seriously. She's much warmer, much more into it than she was the first time. I kiss down onto her body. I spend some time on her breasts, they're really lovely, sexy breasts. Not huge but definitely more than the 'handful' I've heard mentioned. After sucking on her nipples and getting lots of moans from her and her having her hands on the back of my head, urging me to continue, I kiss on down and get to her pussy. 

I should probably go slower but I really want to get her to orgasms quickly. And, I guess I have to admit, I like tasting her pussy, it's all very sexy somehow. I get to work finger fucking her and sucking on her clit, sucking on her whole pussy at times, getting additional fingers into her. She gets to an orgasm sooner than she did that first time and I just keep working on her. In part it's to see if she can have more than one orgasm. Marcy could. I think Marcy could have a million of them if you kept working on her. But at least one other girl never wanted anything beyond one. It was like that orgasm was the full culmination of everything and couldn't be repeated. At least not right away. Partly, too, it was to give me time to recoup my strength and get an erection again. Well, I learned that Greta can have more than one and loved it. Eventually she was pulling on my hair and telling me that she wanted me in her and by then I was ready. I slid another condom on and mounted her again.

We fucked and fucked. She even told me "faster". I pounded into her as hard as I could and she pushed back, growled and entered into it all fully. I could see the perspiration on her. Her face was interesting to watch, concentrating, gritting her teeth and fucking back while also almost howling with pleasure. She either had more orgasms or else one long one that came in waves. When I finally came again and then pulled out we both lay back exhausted. After a short while I gathered the two used condoms and flushed them down the toilet. We talked a little and she agreed that she was going into student health and getting on the pill.

The next day we ended back in her room again and essentially repeated the day before. The day after that when we got together, Greta actually leaned down over me and kissed me all over as I had done to her, even kissing the head of my erect cock and then climbing on to ride me as she fucked me. I love that, laying back and enjoying it while looking at a beautiful, sexy female body move, breasts swinging around, her face making all sorts of contortions as she experiences different feelings. Later, the second time around that day, we did doggy position as well as missionary.

The fourth day, again in her bedroom, she started the activities by kissing me all over and then sucking my cock. Sucking it really well, obviously wanting to do what she's doing and then swallowing everything I gave her. I then did the same for her and we again fucked and fucked and fucked, seemingly for hours but actually not even for a full hour.

As we lay there recuperating, Greta says, "Jack, I've got to tell my mother about this. I need to let her know that sex can be as great as this. I'm sure she actually did have a horrible experience but she's barely forty and still attractive for her age, she needs to be able to have a better life and enjoy sex for herself."

"Do you think you can convince her that sex can be something other than what she experienced? That won't be easy."

"I know. She's held on to her belief for twenty years. But I know that I can convince her that I love it. Sooner or later she's got to know that she could experience it, too."

"You might be sorry. What if she tries and finds another bad guy?"

"I've thought of that. I need . . we need .. to find a good lover for her. I thought of you, I know you could prove it to her. But I realized that I don't want to share you, I want you for myself. I know that's selfish but that's how I feel. We have something special, I think."

"Greta, I want only you, too. As far as I'm concerned, we can do this for the rest of our lives." She kisses me, starts playing with my cock and once she gets it up, climbs on and starts riding me. She's bouncing on me, grinning.

"Who can we get for my Mom, Jack?"

"I don't know. But you're for me for sure," I say to her before sitting up some, getting my arms around her and rolling us over so I'm on top and can start pounding into her. Later, when we're both sated and laying next to one another, I say "I don't know very many guys your Mom's age. Maybe some parents of friends and I don't know any of them that are available. I don't think we want to set your Mom up as the 'other woman' with a married guy."

"No, we don't. We need someone that's single and available. Hey, you know, Mr. Hitchcock? He's single, he might do."

"Hitchcock, who's Hitchcock? Oh, you mean European History Hitchcock who taught us last semester. Well, yeah, he's probably the right age and he looks o.k. How do you know he's single?"

"He said so one time."

"But guys that age that are still single, does he like women?"

"He was married. His wife cheated on him and they got divorced."

"You know that?"

"Yeah, there was a girl in the class who wanted to see if she could seduce him, maybe get a better grade, who told me that."

"Did she succeed?"

"I don't know. Class is over and I haven't seen her again."

"Well, how do we do this. Do we just walk up and say, Hey Hitchcock, will you please fuck my Mom."

Greta laughs a little. "Not quite like that but essentially that's what we need to do."

"How can you be so sure your Mom would be willing?"

"Well, this is all just advance planning, she wouldn't be willing at all right now and maybe he wouldn't either. We've got to work on this a little."

Greta gets her period. So for a couple days we just hug and kiss and then she gets frustrated so for a couple days she sucks me off. She says there is no way I can get my mouth down there on her when she is like this. From the smell, I think she's right. However, she is now on the pill so at the first slight break we start fucking again, without the interruption of condom placement and removal. Meanwhile, Greta starts telling her Mom about us and how great the sex is.


Unwanted Sex Becomes Desired Ch. 02



I'm leaving my last class of the day at college when Kerry, the gorgeous blond, blue eyed cheerleader with a body suitable for the swimsuit issue, sees me and calls out, "Hi, Greta, do you have some time right now?" I knew that I would have to face Kerry again sometime but had hoped to put it off as long as possible. It looks like this is as long as it's going to be.

If you were going to create an angel, you might come up with someone who looks like Kerry. Blond hair. Almost white blond hair that looks died but isn't. I know because her pubic hair is the same color. Beautiful face. Fantastic body, great breasts, almost no waist, firm strong ass, shapely legs. Her pussy even looks like an angel's might. Sort of a pink powder puff with a slit in it and some white blond hair above it. Of course, she isn't an angel. She's, well, I might as well admit it, a slut. I don't have hard evidence but my understanding is, she's fucked half the class by now. I met her while Jack was fucking her. I can't blame Jack, although I thought we were an item. I was off cheating on him at the same time he was fucking Kerry and he knew it.

I had just had my first sexual experience with another female. Unexpected, but it turned out that I was as actively involved as the other woman and really enjoyed it. It bothered me that I enjoyed it but I can't deny that I did. So when I saw a naked Kerry with that luscious body right after I had just had a couple orgasms with another gorgeous woman, I jumped right in and sucked her breasts while Jack fucked her. I then sucked his cum out of her when he finished and she had me move around so she could get at my pussy while I worked on hers. 

Now, here she is again. Can I get VD or AIDS or something from just licking her, swallowing her cum? Because if she doesn't have any of that yet, I bet she will. She's not that picky about who she's with. I mean, she doesn't know anything about my sexual history and she's here. On the other hand I had sex with a porn actress and a porn actor with a cock the size of my forearm, so how can I claim any purity? Fuck it. She has a gorgeous body. Might as well enjoy it all while I can.

As some background, my Mom, about twenty years ago, married a man who proceeded, in her opinion, to rape her often and repeatedly. It was a horrible experience that she managed to escape. Raising the resulting daughter, me, on her own, she has tried to explain the horrors of sex and how evil men are. It took years but Jack, who I had been friends with since kindergarten, finally convinced me to experience sex and now I love it. Jack and I have sex as often as possible. We're sophomores in college, so we haven't got that serious but I think we'll marry eventually.

Having discovered the glories of good sex, I would like to convince my Mom that sex is actually terrific. I mean, she's only 39 and pretty attractive. She could have a lot of good sex years ahead. So I picked out a nice looking college instructor as the tool. Use him as a gigolo. But in the process I end up having sex with the instructor, which is not what I anticipated.  I didn't know it but he's involved with the porn film business and hopes to lead me into that business as he had other coeds before me. Both Jack and him seem to think I'm pretty attractive. So, while we're having sex, a very attractive porn actress and a male actor with what might be the largest human male penis in the world come in with us and I end up having sex with both of them.

Well, I got out of that situation very conflicted about how much I enjoyed sex with a female. So, I head to Jack to describe what had happened and work things out with him, likely by having a lot more sex with him. I find him fucking this same Kerry and for whatever weird reasons might be in my head, end up jumping in and having sex with both, including being mutually involved with Kerry.

So I respond carefully to her. "Yeah, I was just headed home but I have no immediate plans to do anything."

Kerry grins big, her eyes sparkling. "Well, I really loved being with you the other day. I was surprised that you were that good at sex and I hope we can get together again. Right now, maybe?"

"Oh." What do I do now? "Well, Jack is having a meeting this evening so this probably isn't a good time." Maybe that will get rid of her.

"Having a nice cock involved is terrific but just the two of us would be great. I really, really would like a couple orgasms. It will help me sleep better this evening. I haven't had any today yet and really, really need to. Can we go to your place?"

"You and me. Just you and me?" I ask her. 

"Yeah. Girls have an advantage. Guys have to recover after they cum and it can take forever sometimes but girls can just keep on as long as they want. So, it might take two or three guys to give me enough orgasms but one girl can be just as good. "

Shit. I really don't want to become a lesbian. I love Jack but multiple orgasms? It sounds pretty good. And she really is the sexiest girl on the planet. One more time can't hurt. "Okay, we can go to my room. My Mom will be home but if we're not too noisy, she won't bother us."

My Mom smiles and seems glad I'm with a girl instead of Jack and says hello to Kerry and we go up to my room. From my experience, just having naked bodies contacting each other in different ways is plenty sexy. Add in actually being given an orgasm makes it terrific. Which may explain why I'm here with a gorgeous body that plans on giving me an orgasm or two. Well, I'll also give her a couple too but that's still naked bodies working together and even more sexy.

So, while we're getting naked, Kerry tells me that she fucks a guy every day at lunch time and he wasn't there today so she has an even greater need than normal. She's apparently used to multiple orgasms every day. So, no foreplay, we were almost immediately on the bed. Me on the bottom, Kerry hovering over me, her pussy on my face and her mouth and fingers in my pussy.

Truth is, the bottom position isn't as good as the top. It's cramped and you're not really in control. I need to get my fingers to her along with my mouth and her thighs are in the way. I can't reach around them, my arms aren't that long, so I push my arms up onto me and pull her open, I get my tongue into her and lick around. She gets aroused very quick so it doesn't take long until she's engorged enough that she's open enough on her own. I get my hands up onto her butt and sort of pull her down tighter on me so I can seriously munch on her clit. She wants an orgasm, the clit is what I need to work on.

I'm not really as into this as I should be because half my mind at least is on my own arousal as she works on my pussy. I keep working my tongue in her and getting my lips around her clit and pulling on it a little. I can sort of suck her whole pussy as I get my mouth over her, then back to just working on her clit. I should probably also be finger fucking her but it's too awkward to get at everything so I just really suck and lick everything as much as possible and as hard as I can. I keep holding her too me with my hands on her lovely, firm butt.

I can taste her. She cums before I do. Maybe I'm concentrating on her too much and not on my own feelings. I just keep sucking and licking and getting her fluids all over my face and finally I cum, too. She keeps on working on me for a few moments and then lifts her butt up off me and moves completely off. She gets off the bed and goes to her purse. "I'll do you first," she says, "and then you can do me." Her perfect naked body moves back to me holding a sturdy looking silver dildo.

She sits next to me and leans over me to my breasts. "You have terrific boobs, Greta," she says and then starts licking a nipple. Her one hand is down between my legs and I can feel she has the dildo right against my pussy. I spread my legs to make it fit comfortably, and she starts sucking on my nipple as she pushes the thing into me, further and further. She moves her mouth to my other nipple and starts fucking me with the dildo, out and back in, out and back in. I was barely recovering from an orgasm when she started so this gets me back up there right away. It's terrific.

She moves around a little and starts licking my clit, right above where she's fucking me with that big silver thing. Wow, this is about as sexy as it can get. I love it when Jack licks me and I love it when he fucks me but he can't lick me and fuck me at the same time like Kerry is doing. I absolutely don't want to be a lesbian but I have to admit that this is great. I cum and cum and makes noises although I don't want my Mom to come in, wondering why I'm yelling so I hold it down as much as I can. Then she sits up some and pulls it out and licks it, sticking it in her mouth and using her lips to clean it. "You taste great, Greta," she says with a grin. "Now me."

She hands me the dildo and lays back next to me so I do what she did, get to her breasts, that are a lot better than mine in my opinion. And I get the sliver wand right at her pussy lips. It's surprising how easy it slides right into her, I thought she would be tighter. I guess she's well lubricated from her orgasm. I start sucking on her nipple while shoving the thing in and out of her. I move to the other breast for a short while then move down to her clit and start licking it as I fuck her. She starts getting loud so I use one hand to put across her mouth and I say, "SSh, I don't want my Mom to come in." She quiets some and I get my mouth back to her clit and I fuck her as fast as I can, pushing all the way in and almost all the way out each time. I keep it up until she sort of pushes me.

"Enough," she says. So I pull it out and, looking at her, I lick it like she did. I really do get the taste of her just like I did when I was eating her earlier. I suck on the whole thing a little to clean it off. I hand it to her and she takes it. "Greta, that was all perfect. You're really good at this and I love your body. I need to go but you've given me enough orgasms to keep me for a day or so. We need to get together often."

I see her to the door. My Mom must be doing something because she doesn't come out to say goodbye. What do I do now? I don't want to be a lesbian. I don't want to be with Kerry, it scares me that she'll get a disease or more and pass it on to me. She's too slutty. Although, who am I to talk. I'll call Jack and see if we can get together. Maybe he'll have something helpful to say.

"Jack, I need to see you," I say as soon as he answers. "Can I come by your place? Be sure and be naked when I get there."

"Greta, I'm just now leaving a meeting. It would be easier and quicker if I come to you."

"Great, I'll be naked when you get here. I really need you."

"O.k., see you."

I guess he must have said hi to my Mom as he came in and came up. As soon as he comes into the room, he says, "Whew it smells like sex. You've been fucking, haven't you?"

"Yes, Kerry was here, Please get your things off, I need a cock right now. Badly."

He started getting his clothes off while I was talking and as soon as he finished I was in front of him on my knees. I grabbed his lovely cock and started licking it, then got it into my mouth as it hardened more and more. He's looking down at me sucking him. "Kerry was here? You two did each other?"

I slipped my mouth off him but held on to his cock, "Yes. But I don't want to be a lesbian. I want you. I'm in a mess." I got my mouth wide open and around his cock again and started sucking and licking and sliding my lips back and forth on him, trying as hard as I could to get him to cum.

While I'm sucking him he says, "You're not a lesbian. I guess you're bisexual since you seem to like Kerry, too. But there's nothing wrong with that." I just keep on working on his delicious cock. I need a mouthful of male sperm to get the taste of Kerry out of me. He finally cums. I swallow and spend some time milking a little more out of him with my lips. I get up and go lay on the bed, spreading my legs so he can see my pussy and get at me if he wants. I hope he wants because I think I need him.

"I've got to stop being with Kerry. I mean, she's gorgeous with a very sexy body but she's a horrible slut and will end up with all sorts of diseases the way she fucks everyone that comes by and I don't want to catch anything from her." I look at him and raise my hips some. "Please eat me, Jack, and then fuck me when you're hard again. I need to be with you again and get Kerry out of my mind. So that's what he does. He's always really good at oral. It's obvious that he likes it. And then, after I orgasm, he's up and over me and pushing that lovely cock of his into me. I wrap my legs up around him as much as I can, holding him to me.

He fucks and fucks and I get another orgasm and he's not done so he doesn't stop. It's terrific! While he's pounding into me, he says, "If you don't want to be with Kerry any more, just tell her. Just don't be with her then. If you don't want me, just tell me. You don't have to have sex with anyone you don't want to."

"Oh, I want you, Jack, please fuck me as often and as long as possible."

By the time he cums, I've been moaning and lightly screaming with pleasure for many minutes. What's my Mom going to think, all of this going on under her roof. After, we're laying next to one another lightly holding each other. "Jack, I think I'm all screwed up. I know what I want and it's you. But I end up fucking Hitchcock and then the porn actors; Betty, who is really as gorgeous and sexy as Kerry in some ways and Peter, who has the largest cock in the world I think. And then Kerry. And then Kerry again. I mean, you proved to me how good sex can be and now I'm becoming a sex slut. I better not get my Mom interested like we planned because if I'm any example she might be better off staying celibate like she is than getting over involved in sex. "

Jack just grins. "Greta, we were never going to get your Mom involved in sex unless she's willing and we knew that. Your being with Hitchcock and the porn people was actually a little stupid. He was never really going to be needed. But it's done. It happened. Now calm down. You can depend on me. We can have all the sex you want, whenever you want."

I kiss him. "That's why I love you Jack. I'm a mess and you put up with me. Yes. I need to say 'no' to Kerry. I think I can. But I'm not sure, as time goes by, that I'm not going to do something stupid again when it comes to sex. I think maybe I'm a little over sexed or something."

He manages to get hard again so we fuck again. He lasts and lasts and we switch around to doggy and then I sit on him and ride him until he cums again. Then he has to go home.

The next day at breakfast, my Mom, who's looking at me oddly, says, "Greta, I brought up some cookies for you and that pretty girl and saw what you two were doing. I know what you say you do with Jack and I could hear you two were at it again after the girl left. You make love to another woman as well as a man?"

Shit. I should have known this would happen. "Mom, I'm all messed up when it comes to sex. I love Jack. I want Jack. But somehow, and it's too complicated to explain, I've ended up with a couple different guys and a couple different women. So I guess one answer is, yes, it's possible to make love to another woman as well as to a man. But I take back what I've said to you over and over about how you need to discover that sex can be so great. You're liable to do what I've done and get in over your head with sex. I mean. there's more to life than sex and I guess I need to back off and realize that."

"Greta, it sounds to me that you're just too young. You don't think things through but instead just jump in with both feet. It doesn't sound like you've hurt your self too much if you can manage to just pull back and sort of start over again. But you say you've been with a couple different guys. How did that happen?"

"I'm just going to prove I've been dumb about all of this, I'm afraid. First, when I discovered how much I loved sex with Jack, we decided - or probably it was just me decided - that I needed to get you to discover the joy of sex, too. So I picked out a guy, a teacher at school that's fairly good looking and about the right age, and went to see if he would be willing to have sex with you."

"This is all without your making sure that I wanted to have sex?"

"Yeah, that's why I say that I'm going to prove how dumb I am about all of this. Anyway, he suggested that if you had a bad experience before then maybe I should audition him to make sure he wouldn't just repeat your bad experience. I realize now that all he wanted to do was fuck me and try to recruit me for porn films but it all seemed to make sense at the time. So I had sex with him. He did everything Jack did but not with the same intensity or love or whatever. So it wasn't as good but I did have a couple orgasms so when he asked me to come back for more, I did."

"The next time, while he's giving me oral sex a very pretty girl came in. She's built about as good as Kerry. I learned later that she's in porn films and was recruited by the teacher that was licking me at the time. Anyway, she starts playing with my breasts. Then a guy came in. I learned later that he's also in porn films. He has a penis that must be the size of my forearm, just huge. Anyway, he ends up fucking Betty, the girl I mentioned earlier. I was fascinated watching them."

My Mom interrupted, " Greta, you don't' seem to recognize that you're every bit as attractive as Kerry, with just as good a body."

"You may be right," I reply. "Jack seems to think so and these other people did, too, I guess. Because the teacher then fucked me and when he was done, Betty jumped in and started sucking his cum out of me. It felt really great. I can even understand why she'd do that. I love to suck Jack and swallow his cum so if I could I would suck his cum out of me when we fuck. Well, anyway, she didn't stop at that but kept right on licking and sucking me until I had another orgasm. Then she backed out and Peter, the guy with the humongous penis, started pushing it into me."

"I should have complained because it hurt. Not a horrible hurt but he's just so big and stretched me so much that it hurt some. But it also was sort of fascinating to be taking in that monster that I had been watching going into Betty earlier. When he finished, Betty sucked his cum out of me and then took me into the bathroom to see if that big thing had hurt me at all. Well, in the process she's licking me to another orgasm. Then she has me feel her breasts and pretty soon had me licking her. Nobody forced me, I did it on my own and actually liked it a lot. We ended up on the floor, doing each other just like you probably saw Kerry and me."

"Well, I finally got out of there and was really conflicted. Still am. What am I doing having sex with anyone but Jack? What am I doing enjoying sex with another female? So I headed to Jack's, basically just to have sex with him but also to talk about what all had just happened. I knew Jack had been with other girls before, knew he had been with Kerry. Anyway, I got there and he's fucking Kerry. I look at that gorgeous body and almost couldn't control myself. I started sucking on her breasts and then her clit while Jack fucked her. When he pulled out, I started sucking his cum out of her and she had me switch around so she could get at me, too and we went at it just like you saw us upstairs today. You know everything else that's happened. I'm just screwing everything up."

"Greta, as I said before, you're young and jumping into sex too far and fast. You just need to ease up. You're probably not hurt by it yet. What does Jack say?"

"Jack's terrific. He tells me that being bisexual isn't wrong, that he still loves me and wants me. But I'm the one that's messing things up, not him. And sex with him is unbelievably great. I bet we're going to get married once we finish school and can support ourselves. It makes me think that I should probably stop trying to talk you into having sex and I certainly should not try and find someone for you to have it with. Although, you're only 39 and you're attractive, you could have lots and lots of enjoyment for the next thirty or more years."




Unwanted Sex Becomes Desired Ch. 02



"You really do love the feelings of having sex, fucking as you put it, don't you?" she asks me.

"Oh, absolutely and truthfully, I know you would too."

"Well, you don't need to try and find a partner for me. I get propositioned all the time. I can easily find a man to be with. The problem for me is that first time. The discovering that it can be as great as you think it is instead of hurtful and horrible as I remember it. I don't know that I have the willingness to try it, it scares me too much. You trusted Jack and he did the job for you. I don't know anyone I trust like that because I still believe that it won't be as good for me as it has been for you. I'd need to be in a position to stop it if it started bothering me."

I really didn't want to share Jack but he was the likely only one that might work for her. "Mom, I bet Jack would be willing to do for you what he did for me."

"Jack? He's way too young for me."

"Age doesn't matter for this one time introduction. What matters is a guy with an erect penis that can make you feel great."

My Mom sort of gives a low laugh. "You're not going to give up are you? Even if I was willing, I think I'd need you there also as some sort of guarantee that it would stop when I wanted it to."

"You mean I would watch Jack having sex with you?"

"I hadn't thought about it much but, yes, I guess that's how it would be."

I thought for just a second, answering probably to fast and glib. "We can do that. I can get Jack to agree. We just need to pick a time."

"I think I'm probably making a mistake so it would be best to happen as soon as possible before I get sensible and change my mind."

"I'll have Jack come by after school. When you get home from work and take a shower, he should be here and we can do this."

My Mom came home a little after 4 and Jack had called to say he'd be here in about ten minutes. So I got her to take a shower. I felt a little guilty but I went into the bathroom when she got out of the shower and was drying off. I had never really seen my Mom naked before. At least not all at once while she's moving around next to me. She's actually in very good shape. Nice breasts, not sagging at all it seems. Fairly slim waist, very good legs. I figure if I'm to be there watching as Jack licks her and fucks her, I might as well get used to it.

"Mom," I said because I had just noticed it, "you have a real mop of pubic hair. Jack has to get in their to get at your clit and vagina. Would it be o.k. to use scissors and just trim it some?"

She looks at me. "Is it really necessary?"

"Well, no, but it will make the experience better for Jack. I trim mine. Some girls shave just like they shave their legs."

'Really" They shave all around their private parts?"

"Yeah, I think some guys like that."

"Well, then, O.K. Are you going to do it?"

"Sure, I do my own, I can sure do yours."

I get her to put a foot up on the toilet so she's spread open some and whatever I cut will fall into the toilet. I just use regular scissors that we have and manage to cut off more than half the hair. I can tell that she actually gets a little wetter inside her pussy from having someone working all around it. I'm even surer than ever that she'll respond well to Jack.

Jack comes in and up. Mom and I lead him to her bedroom. He takes off all his clothes and Mom really looks him over. "Missus Stempel," he says, "You have a gorgeous body."

Mom surprises me. She says, "Freda, you might as well call me by my name, Freda, rather than Missus, considering what we're going to be doing."

A little awkwardly, Jack comes over to Mom and puts his arms around her. Mom just holds her arms out for a second and then puts hers around him. "We might as well do this like we mean it," Jack says and kisses her. I can tell her arms get a little tighter around him and it sure looks like she's kissing back. "Lets get on the bed," he says after the kiss breaks. He pulls the quilt and top sheet down and moves it to the foot of the bed. "There probably will be a little bit of a mess during this so we might as well only get one sheet involved."

Mom gets on the bed and lays on her back. Jack climbs up next to her and leans over her and kisses her again while his hands start feeling her breasts. I'm just watching and then decide I should probably get my clothes off, too. I'm not sure why but I know I'm going to masturbate some as I watch all this. He kisses down onto her shoulders and then onto her breasts.

He slides down a little to get his face to her left breast. He holds it with one hand while his other hand is on her other breast. He kisses and licks and sucks on her nipple. Mom makes some small noises. He moves over to the other breast and does the same. She actually moans a little. He kisses down over her stomach, his one hand already down at her crotch, rubbing or feeling her pussy. He moves down in between her legs, pulling them open more and moves his face to her pussy. 

He uses his hands to pull her open and starts licking up and down in her. Mom's moans get a little louder. I can tell he's got his tongue on her clit, licking back and forth rapidly and Mom moans even more. Back down a little, licking all around inside her then back up to her clit. As he flicks his tongue on her he slides a finger into her. Her hips jump a little and she makes a guttural sort of noise. He starts sliding his finger in and out as he sucks on her clit and her hips jump some more and she's into a "Oh" sound sort of drawn out. I can see he pulls out his finger and slides two back into her. He's working his fingers in her as he sucks on her clit. She actually yells a little. No words and not really a scream. I can see she's getting wetter, the light glistens more on her.

This is very sexy. I'm rubbing my own clit getting more and more turned on. Jack has a strong erection. I realize Mom isn't on the pill, so I get a condom (we actually planned this a little) and moved over to the bed and reached up under him to put the condom on him and roll it down his cock. He just continues to work on my Mom's pussy and she's getting louder and louder. Then she gives a scream, a real scream and I can tell she's cumming. A fair amount of fluid comes out of her. Jack moves his mouth down a little and sucks on her whole pussy then pulls back and moves up over her to get his cock into her. 

I'm still there so I help aim him into her and he starts pushing his way in. In no time they're fucking, really fucking. He's pounding into her and she's pushing back and grunting and they go on and on. Does he really fuck me this long? She obviously has another orgasm, she gives a real yelp. I imagine her insides are grasping Jack and soon he pushes into her hard and just holds it. I know he must be cumming. He pulls out. My Mom sort of collapses back onto the bed. I take the condom off Jack. He stays kneeling but backs up some. Mom's legs are still spread, her pussy is gaping open and dripping a little.

"Want to suck his cum out of me?" she says. I'm surprised, never expected this. But I am standing here staring at her pussy and know that inside I want to do just that, even though there's none of his cum in. So I move in between Jack and her and get my mouth to her pussy and start licking and sucking all around. It's exactly like I've done with Betty and Kerry except this is my Mom, what the heck am I doing. But I'm all sexed up and I guess she is, too, so I stay at it a little bit but not long enough to get her to another orgasm. Then I sit back. Jack puts his arms around me.

"You might as well do her now, Jack and I can watch," Mom says. Jack and I hold one another and kiss and we end up laying up next to Mom while he starts working his way down my body. I love this. It turns me on so much. He seems to love my breasts but eventually gets to my pussy and works away like he always does. I'm yelling and saying "yes, yes" and have an orgasm and then he's up over me and pushing that great cock of his into me. We fuck and fuck. He pulls out and I get on my hands and knees and he comes into me again from the rear and really pounds into me. It's glorious. 

He's already cum in Mom so he lasts. He pulls out and I roll over and he gets into me again in the standard missionary position and we fuck some more until he finally cums. I think I've cum three times by then. He pulls out and sits back. Then someone's at my pussy. I look down and it's Mom, sucking on me, sucking his cum out of me. After a minute or so she sits back on her legs and looks at Jack. "Are you going to be able to do me again?" she asks.

What have I got us into?



Unwanted Sex Becomes Desired



So, we arrange a meeting with Hitchcock, the teacher at our college. Carl Hitchcock is a nice looking guy. Maybe not a George Clooney but in that direction, Slim and fit. I've always thought he strutted a little too much, like he was hoping to get the girls to be interested in him. I've never heard anything but I could believe that he had sex with his girl students if I did ever hear it. Of course, everything I might have against him probably makes him ideal for the task we need solved, being a gigolo for Greta's Mom. 

Anyway, Greta seems to be having a difficult time getting to the subject so I interrupt to try and explain why we're seeing him as concisely as possible. I tell him that Greta's Mom had a horrible experience and was raped repeatedly in her teens and so has had a fear of sex for years. As Greta became old enough, her Mom also convinced Greta that sex was bad and harmful and men mistreated women. I've been Greta's friend since kindergarten so I convinced her that lots of women enjoy sex and she should try it with someone that would treat her correctly and she would also learn to love it. So we did and she has. Now, she wants to convince her Mom that sex is good and we need to find a male that would be willing to be the person who seduces her and proves to her the joys of sex. I should add that she, Frieda, is 39 years old, in good physical shape and is reasonably attractive in my opinion.

'So you're suggesting that I be that man?" Hitchcock asks us, smiling. We agree. "You know," he tells us, "you remind me of a couple of second graders who try to help their Mom and end up causing more trouble than good. What makes you think your Mom is going to change her mind and, more importantly, will end up being willing to be sexually intimate with a complete stranger?"

"We don't really know for sure," Greta tells him. "But I know my Mom and just as Jack convinced me, I think I can convince her to at last try it."

"Okay," Hitchcock replies, "that's your problem and lets assume you succeed. Now we come to an even bigger problem. What makes you think that I will make her enjoy sex? Perhaps, my attempts at sex will result in being traumatic all over again and make her crawl even deeper into her fear of sex. I think you need to, let's say 'audition', me. You need to prove to your own satisfaction that I would be good to turn loose on your Mom."

Greta says only "Oh." Then she looks at me and then back at Hitchcock. The look on her face seems to be pleading with me in some way. Finally she says, "Well, I haven't convinced my Mom yet, so even if you're right, it's not a decision I have to make right now. But you haven't said no, so we can assume, then, that you would be willing if everything met your approval. Right?"

Hitchcock gives us a big grin. That bastard is looking forward to nailing Greta, I can tell. "Yes," he says and we all say our goodbyes and leave.

"Jack," Greta says to me as we walk away, "he's saying that I need to have sex with him, isn't he? "

"Yep, that's pretty much it," I agree. I had already told her of my thinking about Hitchcock, my trepidation about involving him.

We walk on a little. "I never thought of that," she says. "But maybe he's right. We need to be sure that whoever we put with Mom is going to perform well. But, gee, me having sex with Hitchcock? I mean, he's good looking enough and would probably be good. And you've been with other girls. So my being with other guys should be o.k. I mean, we could still have the same feelings for each other couldn't we?"

"If my having been with other females hasn't interfered with your feelings for me, I think I would have to be able to accept that you'd been with other guys and still have the same feelings for you. But that would be guys in the past, not now. It's your life, though, I'm not going to order you to do or not do anything when it comes to sex. I don't know, maybe it might even be good for you to experience someone else. Maybe it would actually strengthen our feelings. But maybe not."

"Well, he is pretty sexy isn't he?" she says as if she's thinking. "Well, lets see if my mom begins to feel willing. If she is, maybe I will audition Carl." She's using his first name, like she knows him. I think she may have already made up her mind and is looking forward to it.

Now, when I see Greta's Mom, even in passing, she gives me some really odd looks. She still treats me as she always has, like one of Greta's old friends. But she's more distant. If we're doing something else I can find her looking me over while trying to look as if she isn't. I know that she now knows that Greta and I are sexually intimate and I imagine she doesn't like that at all and is trying to figure out what to do about it, where she stands in all this. I think Greta is actually getting to her. It also makes me look at her differently. She's actually very attractive. Good body. I mean she has breasts and hips and is fairly slim and in good physical shape. 39 isn't all that old, there are female movie stars that are still femme fatale's at that age. And then, Greta tells me she's made an appointment to see Hitchcock and audition him.

Greta approaches the house Hitchcock lives in, a fairly small older house in a nice neighborhood not far from the campus. She's fairly excited about the idea of having sex but is still a little concerned about how it will all go. Will he find her attractive? Will she find him attractive. What if the sex is even better than with Jack? What if the sex is horrible and she doesn't enjoy it at all? But she trods on, up the walk and rings the bell.

"Hello, Greta," he says, showing her in. "You look even more beautiful than I remembered."

"Thanks," she says. Maybe this is going to be o.k. after all. He likes my looks and he looks pretty good himself. Do I tell him that? "I've looked forward to this," she finally manages to say.

"That's always a good sign, isn't it," he replies, "when both parties are anxious to move on. Why don't we head to the bedroom and get our clothes off." He takes her arm lightly and turns her and starts leading her down a short hall. In the bedroom she surprises herself, getting her clothes off with no additional requests needed. As she does, she watches him get nude also. His cock is already hard and sort of bouncing as he moves. She's almost ashamed but can't help but just continue to stare at his cock. It isn't all that different from Jacks. Slightly different in color and with more veins showing but about the same size. She wants to reach out and grasp it, maybe even taste it just to see how it feels in her mouth but doesn't. I can't lead the way in this, she says to herself, I'm here to find out if he's any good at seducing me not for me to attack and ravish him. She's even a little ashamed to have so much interest in someone else when she knows she's committed to Jack and he is to her.

He puts his arms around her and pulls her close. She can feel his cock pressing against her. "You young girls have such beautiful skin," he says to her, "So smooth and soft like you bathe in milk. I want to taste every inch of you, Greta, and get at those luscious breasts. A lot of girls would do anything to have breasts like yours, they're perfect. Lets get on the bed so I can enjoy your body."

She knows it's a line but it works, she has to admit to herself. I love that he likes my body and I really am anxious to have him do whatever he has planned. What he has planned is more kissing, running his hands over her and then kissing down to get his mouth to her breasts. In between kisses and sucks he tells her how perfect her breasts are and then sucks on one nipple and then the other. While he's making love to her breasts and she's loving it, his hand slides down so that his fingers can begin searching her pubic area, sliding over her lower lips. 

Everything happens in slow motion and seems to go on and on forever. He's down between her legs, his face in her groin, his finger sliding in her and his tongue flicking over her clit. He tells her how delicious she is and what a gorgeous pussy she has and that he'll never get enough of it and she loves every moment of it. And then he's in her and she's more and more aroused. Then he cums and she still hasn't. He pulls out and lays to the side telling her how beautiful she is and what a great body she has and how perfect the sex was and she's surprised. This has never happened before. She always cums before Jack. They always have multiple orgasms, her more than him. 

She's wondering what she does next when he solves the problem by getting his face back to her pussy and starting to eat her all over again. She realizes, he's eating his own cum out of her but then forgets all about it because he goes on and on and she orgasms and screams and gasps and he seems to have gotten hard again and mounts her again and she gets even more aroused and manages to have a couple orgasms before it's over. Then he asks if she can come back again in a couple of nights and she, before even thinking, still in a post orgasmic state, agrees.

A little later she calls Jack and they discuss it all. "It wasn't the same as being with you," she tells him. "I had a couple orgasms and that was terrific. He did everything I could want him to do but there didn't seem to be the same feeling. I think he was doing an acting job and our first intercourse ended up with him climaxing while I never did. He started over and it ended up that he got me off a couple times. But it all makes me realize that I want to be with you. I'm not sorry that I did this but I hope it doesn't bother you that I did. And I'm sorry but in the heat of the moment he asked me back in two days and I agreed."

Jack seems to accept it all and the next day they get together again in her bedroom and they're both as ardent as ever. She starts by sucking him and letting him know that she absolutely loves his cock. Then he eats her and gets her to a second orgasm before sliding up over her and fucking her for what seems to go on and on until she moves them around and climbs on him and rides him to another climax.

The next night, she's back at Carl Hitchcocks. After some preliminaries, he's just slid down between her legs and started eating her when she hears some sounds and then the door to the bedroom opens. She can see that it's a girl. "Hi Carl," the girl says. "Hi Betty," he says. He looks up Greta's body and says, "Greta, this is Betty," then turns his head to Betty and says, "Betty, this is Greta." Betty is removing her clothing, not that there's much of it, and is almost immediately naked and says, "Hi Greta," and then to Carl, "You got a really cute one, Carl."

Carl gets back to work licking Greta. Greta is sort of stunned by all this. She can't help noticing that Betty is a beautiful woman. A terrific body, really noticeable breasts. And very pretty. Doesn't seem to have any makeup on at all. She also sees that Betty is shaved, no pubic hair at all. Carl is still licking her and fingering her but she doesn't feel much arousal, she's much too involved in wondering what's going on and who is Betty?

The very lovely Betty comes to the bed and kneels on it and looks at Greta. "You have really lovely breasts," she says and starts fondling one and then leans down and starts sucking on the nipple. Carl is licking her, flicking his tongue on her clit and Betty is playing with and sucking on her breasts and it is arousing but it's also so odd that it cuts into any arousal. And then she can hear noises again and in a moment, another male comes into the room. Carl goes through all the introductions, " Greta this is Peter " and "Peter this is Greta," and Peter also takes off his clothes. Betty gives her a quick kiss on the lips and murmurs softly, "I want more of you," and moves away, over to Peter.

Greta can see that Peter is fairly big, tall and husky. He looks as if he was in better shape and is letting himself get just a little thick in the waist for someone that looks as if he might still be in his late twenties. Nice enough looking guy. Betty is sitting on the edge of the second bed in the room as Peter faces her and she takes his cock on her hands. Greta realizes that Peter has the largest cock she's ever seen. Betty isn't really a lot different in size from Greta, perhaps even and inch or so shorter and fairly slight in build, except for great breasts. And that cock looks unbelievably huge.

It must be the size of my forearm, she thinks to herself. That bulb on the end is about as big as my fist and the whole thing must be more than a foot long and as thick as my arm. I never realized such a thing was humanly possible. Meantime, Betty is playing with the cock, licking the head. It's obvious, Greta thinks, that she can't really suck it, no mouth can open that much. And Betty doesn't. She manages to get part of the head in her mouth and she licks the rest of it, back and forth, and it gets even bigger, if anything. Greta thinks to herself that it's absolutely awesome and even a little scary. Then Betty lays back on the bed and lifts her spread legs up and Peter steps in and starts pushing that monster into her. And Betty takes it. The whole thing appears to disappear into her.

Greta has a minor orgasm and Carl slides up over her and starts to fuck her. Greta continues to watch Peter fuck Betty. Betty seems to actually be enjoying it, or at least acts as if she is. Peter moves his hips back and forth sliding that huge thing in and out. Greta is almost unaware that Carl is fucking her, she's much to enthralled with what's happening on the next bed. How can a woman's insides accept that thing. Yet, it's obvious that Betty has and seems to enjoy it. Betty then appears to be having an orgasm and Peter slowly pulls that thing out and out and out. If anything it looks even larger than before. Huge and red and wet.

With that, Carl cums. He lets out a little yell and pumps into Greta, pushing his sperm into her, then pulls back. Greta, for a moment, is laying there with her legs up and spread, her gaping pussy on display, glistening with her fluids and Carl's cum. Betty almost jumps over and takes Carl's place and starts sucking on Greta's pussy. "I love to suck cum out of a pussy," she says but long after she must have everything out she continues to lick and suck on Greta, obviously enjoying it. Betty's actions get to Greta, who starts having that orgasm she wanted. Greta hardly realizes what's happening but Betty pulls back, leaving a very well lubricated and open pussy while Peter steps in and gets that monster aimed at her and starts it into her.

Greta doesn't know what to do. Everything has been almost beyond her comprehension. Carl was still not a great lover. Betty's interest in Greta was suprisingly appealing to Greta. Who knew that another woman could turn you on, she thought to herself. And now this huge shape is forcing its way into her. It hurts. But it doesn't hurt excruciatingly. It's just so much more than she has ever experienced before. And Peter seems to be taking his time. He even says to her, "You're really tight." Greta thinks of replying, "And you're enormous" but doesn't. But it does hurt and continues to as he fills her more and more, moving further and further into her. She looks around. Carl and Betty are both standing there on opposite sides of her, watching. Can I scream or do something to stop this? It hurts but I can handle it, I guess. What would happen if I did try and stop it? Probably nothing. This must have been planned all along. Why did Carl want a monster cock to fuck me. What does he gain out of this?

By then the monster is all the way in her, she can feel it up inside her where nothing has ever been before. It still doesn't feel good, I'm being stretched way more than I want. Peter's actually fucking me, I can feel that damn thing moving in me. It hurts and yet it has a hidden good feeling, too. It seems to go on and on and then I can feel him pulsing inside me, shooting his load of sperm into me and then he pulls back and my insides feel like they've been invaded but I guess I'll live.

"She's a really good fuck," Peter is telling the other two. A good fuck? How could I be? I didn't fight him but I sure didn't encourage him did I? "She seemed to like it," he's saying, "which isn't something that usually happens the first time. I think she must be sexier than a lot of them." "Like it?" I'm, thinking. Can he be right? Did I actually like that? I thought I was being torn apart practically. Betty is next to me, saying, "Let's go to the bathroom, Greta." She actually helps me stand up and lets me lean on her as we go into the bathroom and she closes the door after us. 

"Get up on the counter, hun," she says, so I'm sitting there and she's between my legs that are spread open some. "Peter is always pretty careful and moves slow into you," she says, "If he pushed really hard I think he would rip a girls insides badly. But you seemed to take him o.k." Then she's patting my pussy with her fingers, then licking me with her tongue. "You're probably a little sore and stretched but in a couple hours you should be o.k.." She licks me some more and I have to admit to myself that I like it. I even rearrange myself a little to make it easier for her to keep it up. She grins at me, "You like this hun, don't you?" and she licks me some more.

She straightens up some and looks at me as she puts both her hands on my breasts. "You have really perfect breasts Greta," and she fondles them and then licks one and then the other. I realize this is another female but I have to admit that I do like it. In fact, I think I like Betty since she's being so nice to me.

"Your breasts are even better than mine," I tell her.

She steps back a little and sort of uses her hands to lift her breasts and show them off. "Yeah, but I paid for these. Mine weren't as full as yours and in this business, you need good breasts."

"They're not real?" I ask in astonishment. It had never entered my mind.

"Well, they're real. Here, feel them," she says and takes my hands and puts them on her breasts. "They're still real, there's just a little added inside to make them bigger. Go ahead, feel them." I lift each one and move my hand around on it, using my fingers to feel her nipples. "Lick 'em, hun, you'll see, they're just like real." She steps a little closer. I don't know why, it doesn't make any sense. But I've been eaten and fucked this evening. I've taken this monster cock. And Betty has been very good to me, has aroused me, so I lean forward a little and lick one breast and then the other. 

As I'm licking her breasts, Betty has a hand at my pussy and is feeling it and then getting a finger to my clit and rubs it very quick and softly. "You might think about shaving your pubic hair," she says to me. "In this business, guys seem to like a bare pussy. Here, let's trade places." I get down off the counter and she jumps up on it and faces me, her legs spread. She takes my hand and puts it on her pussy. "Feel it, feel how smooth it is. " I think I'm being hypnotized or something because that's what I do, I slide my fingers around, feeling the shape of her pussy lips.

"Licking pussy is a lot better than sucking cock," she says. "I really love your pussy, Greta, it tastes so good and your lips feel so good to my tongue and your clit pops up on its own. You ought to taste me and see how it feels. I bet you'll love it, too. Go ahead, Greta, taste me." She actually puts her hands on either side of her pussy and pulls it open and I'm looking at her pink insides and like a zombie or something I lean forward and stick my tongue into her and lick up and down. "Oh, yeah, Greta, just like that. You're so good at that. Isn't it terrific, the tastes and feeling of a pussy?" Actually I liked it. I don't know why.




Unwanted Sex Becomes Desired



"Greta, lay down on the floor. I want you to do that some more but I want to do you, too." I step back and lay down on my back and then Betty is above me and sits her pussy down on my face and I start licking her some more and then I can feel her tongue working on me down below. I have my hands on her ass, holding her to me and I lick and suck and lick and suck and she gets wetter and wetter just like I know that I do when Jack does this to me. And then she's cumming. I can feel it, her juices flowing, her pussy sort of spasming and she lifts away and we're there on the floor of the bathroom looking at each other. 

"You know, I was in Carl's class six years ago. He gets girls all the time and does with them like he has me. I do porn movies. I make pretty good money. It's why his wife left him. He wanted her to swing, have sex with other guys, and to film them and she wouldn't do it and left him. He owns the company that makes the films. Or owns part of it, I'm not sure. But he sure has something to do with it. He'll get you to do what we've been doing for the cameras now. It's actually a lot of fun and pays pretty well but, of course, it's only good for a few years. I've got a fairly rich guy on the side and I think I can land him and I can get out of this because I'm starting to get a little old."

We both get up. I kiss her and thank her and then go out and get my clothes on. I excuse myself and let them know I have to go and I leave. I never want to ever see Carl again. Now I have to explain all this to Jack somehow. I hope I haven't messed it all up. I still would like to get my Mom into something more normal as far as sex goes but it sure won't be with Carl. I don't want to lead my Mom into prostitution, which to me, it really is.

All the way home I argue with myself. I've never been so conflicted. It keeps up when I take a shower, trying to wash the whole experience away. To start with, Carl Hitchcock is a sleaze. I absolutely never want to come in contact with him again and I'd love to find a way to make his actions public so he'd get into serious trouble. I don't know how many college girls he's led into the porn industry. Ugh. But after that my thoughts are all about me, being mad at myself and wondering if I'm not who I've always thought I was. To begin with, why did I ever have sex with Carl. Jack was right all along, he just wanted to nail me. But even more, why did I ever go back when he really wasn't all that good anyway.

What's with me? Am I just so hungry or obsessed with sex that I'll jump at every chance? And then, when Betty came bouncing in, why did I just watch and never do or say anything? No one had indicated to me that others would join us. Unfortunately, I think why I didn't do anything is because I liked her sucking on my breasts. Besides, I think I liked looking at her naked body. She's really gorgeous. No make up at all and yet still pretty and with a fabulous body and really great tits. Why would I be interested in another female? Then when she sucked my nipples I just let her. I didn't do anything to stop her or question it. I know why; I liked it. 

Then Peter comes in and on the next bed she's sucking his cock, or what she could anyway, and then they're fucking and I just seem to accept that it's happening. I'm sure I was mesmerized by his huge cock. I mean, it's inhuman, like a tree trunk or something. I know that I wondered if Betty's small body could take that monster and then she did and even seemed to enjoy it. Why am I interested in watching complete strangers fucking? I know why, it's because I was getting fucked at the same time and was sort of in a sexual high or something. In fact, the way I acted the whole time makes me wonder who I am.

Then Betty is eating me. Really, seriously eating me, giving me an orgasm. I loved it. The whole thing is strange yet I know why I accepted it. I loved it. And then Peter starts shoving that monster into me. I didn't say no, I didn't complain, I just took it. It hurt. Hurt a lot, at least for awhile. Why did I just accept it? I think I wanted to find out what it would be like. Why else would I take it when it hurt like hell. I mean, it wasn't going to kill me but it never stopped hurting at least a little the whole time he fucked me. So I think I must have wanted it, why else would I let it happen and never complain.

And then the whole thing with Betty in the bathroom. I know she led me on. In fact, looking back I think both she and Peter managed to do exactly what Carl was probably paying them to do, hook me into more sex that I was used to. Well they succeeded. Sucking her tits, eating her pussy, laying there and sixty-nining with her. It's disgusting but I loved it. As I think about it, I think Betty could get me to do it again, I loved it so much. What's wrong with me, having sex with another female and enjoying it so much. 

By now, I'm fingering myself in the shower. I need to do something. Go to Jack, that's the answer. Maybe I just need to fuck him. Maybe I need to try and explain what's happened. But I can't just stay here feeling horny and doing nothing but worrying and playing with myself. So I dry off, pull on some sweat pants and a sweat shirt, slip on some sandals and head the two doors to Jacks. His parent are supposed to be away this weekend so he ought to be there. I yell out to my Mom that I'm going to Jacks.

I open the front door and go in and start upstairs to his room. I must have been concentrating or something because I didn't hear anything and I should have. Outside his room I take off my clothes and open the door and go in completely naked. The first thing I see is Jack's naked ass pumping up and down. Then I hear the moaning and the slapping of flesh against flesh. Then I see the blond that's on her back under him. Shit, it's Kerry. 

Kerry is the absolutely sexiest girl in the college. Unbelievable body, the envy of every girl in the world. Really cute face. Really blond, no bleach involved. I had heard about her before, knew she was sexually active. Rumor is, extremely active. I didn't know that Jack knew her but I knew he'd been with other girls before me so I guess it isn't a surprise. Then I think, shit, I've lost him. Not only have I screwed everything up by doing what I did a couple hours ago, when he knew I was with someone else, he went and got with someone else. Someone far sexier than me.

I walk around to get a better view. Neither of them notice me, they're much to involved in fucking. She really is gorgeous. Lovely breasts. Really pretty pink nipples, sort of puffy a little bit. They're a little red, Jack must have been feasting on them earlier. Maybe if I did what Betty did to me I could get involved in this some way. I mean, I've already lost him so why not? I walk right up to them and she must have seen me out of the corner of her eyes. She turns her head and I know she recognizes me. Recognizes that I'm naked, too. I kneel down and then lean in over her and tell her, "You have gorgeous breasts, nice puffy pink nipples," and I put my lips around one and start licking and sucking. She does what I did, nothing. Just accepts it. So I put my other hand on her other breast and start feeling it, playing with the nipple a little. She moans a little louder. Jack knows I'm here now. He stops for a moment and I let go of her nipple long enough to say, "Keep fucking her Jack, she loves it." 

I move to her other nipple and slide a hand down to feel her clit. She has really fine, soft pussy hair and not a lot of it. I feel around and get a finger on her clit and start rubbing it while I continue to suck on a nipple. She starts to almost scream a little. This is very arousing for her apparently, just as it had been with me. "Push up a little straighter, Jack. Keep fucking her but give me room to get my mouth to her clit." He does that and I move my head down until I'm leaning against his abdomen and feeling him move back and forth pushing his cock into her and I get my tongue to her clit and start flicking on it really fast. I keep my hands busy on her breasts at the same time. 

Soon she's screaming bloody murder and I can feel her whole body start to jump some and can feel fluid pushing out of her around Jack's cock. I'm sure her insides are gripping his cock and working on it just like mine always do. I pull my head back and watch as Jack pushes deep into her and I can tell he's pumping a load into her. They're both cumming. I just rub my hand lightly on her stomach and then up to hold a breast softly.

Jack pulls out of her and moves off to the side. He's looking at me and even says out loud, "Greta?" I move my head down just a little and start sucking on her pussy like mad, pulling all of his cum out and a lot of her juices, too. Like Betty did to me, I just keep it up and Kerry starts really screaming again.

"Ohmigod, Greta, Ohmigod" She has hold of the hair on my head. Then she surprises me. "Move around so I can get at you, too." So I do. I get on my hands and knees over her and lower my pussy onto her face and she starts in on me. She's done this before, really is good at it and knows what she's doing. So I get my face down to her again and continue licking her clit. I can manage to push a finger into her vagina, too. 

We must go at each other for five minutes or so. It seems even longer. Finally I cum and soon she's pushing me off, telling me she can't handle any more. Then she says, "Jack, you never let me know Greta would be here. This is terrific, we can do this again any time you want." Jack has never said a word while we ate each other and even now just lays there looking at us. Looking at me, mostly. She then says, "I better get home, It's a weeknight and my parents have a cow if I'm out too late. But this has been the best sex since just about my first time." She kisses me and kisses Jack and all bright eyed and bushy tailed, as the saying goes, she leaves, seemingly almost skipping with joy.

I look at Jack and he looks at me. We're both naked, laying on the bed. "I need to tell you what happened today," I start out.

He interrupts, "Yes and I need to try and explain what I'm doing with Kerry when I'm really committed to you. But first," and he slides over, tight up against me, puts his arms around me and kisses me. I reach down between us to get hold of his cock. It's hard.

"You're up and ready," I say.

"Well it was very arousing watching you and Kerry going at each other for a half hour."

"Well, we can't let this go to waste," I tell him. "Can I please suck on it for a little while before you fuck me?"

"Be my guest," he replies with a grin. I really love his cock, I could play with it and lick it and feel it and suck on it forever. I treat it like I've seen girls do on the internet. I take as much in as I can, big and fat, filling my mouth, and savor it and then let it come out and then grab it again and suck on it some more, then let it loose for a moment and then grab it and swallow it again, enjoying every moment. I slurp away and slurp away and he finally says, "I love that but will you please let it go and roll onto your back so I can fuck you?" So that's what I do and that's what he does. 

Just as he's sliding it fully into me, I say "I guess we can talk later," and he doesn't even answer, just starts banging into me with all the power he can muster. I love it. When I tell him about earlier, this all may end but for right now, it's exactly what I want. I'm getting more and more aroused, leading to a really great explosive orgasm. Everything else in the world goes away for the moment. My whole body is involved, my entire mind. It's glorious.

After relaxing a moment and calming down, I tell Jack, "I have to tell you what's happened to me. I think I may be messing up our relationship and I'm not sure but what I've changed somehow and am doing things way different than I ever thought I would."

He kisses me and puts an arms around me. "First, Carl Hitchcock is really bad news," I tell him. "He's been leading girls from college, his students, into being porn actresses. Plus, he's not even really a very good lover. I'm glad we never introduced him to Mom and if I ever find a way to get him in deep trouble for being involved in ownership or management of porn film operations, I will."

"He's involved in porn movies?"

"Yes, and that's what he planned for me. The first really dumb thing I did was go have sex with him. Then an even bigger dumb thing was to go back a second time. I guess I wanted to find out what sex with someone else was like and if you hate me for it, I wouldn't be surprised."

"Greta, I don't . . "

"Wait, you haven't heard it all yet. While he's licking me a girl comes in and he introduces us. She's really pretty with a fabulous body, a lot like Kerry. She strips naked right away and starts sucking my breasts while he keeps on licking me. And I just accept it. I don't ask why someone else is here, I don't ask what the hell she's doing sucking my nipples. I know why I didn't do anyting, it's because I liked it. I was more interested in sexual gratification than common sense."

"Then Peter came in. He's a fairly big guy who also strips naked. He's got a cock on him that a monster. Really, about like my forearm, that big. He starts fucking Betty. He's pushing that huge thing into this small girl and she seems to like it. I later found out they both do porn films and Carl brought them there to do exactly what they did, get me all wrapped up in more sex than I ever imagined. I was absolutely entranced watching Betty's gorgeous body being fucked by this telephone pole."

Then, when I finally came from Carl fucking me, he rolled off and Betty jumped in and ate all his cum out of me and kept on until I came for her. Again, it's not what I ever expected and yet I let it happen, even enjoyed it. Then she backs off and Peter starts shoving that monster into me. I didn't scream or complain or anything, I let it happen. It hurt. I mean, not hurt like I was being killed but it hurt, all the way through. Yet I let him go on and fuck me until he cums. I think I was hypnotized by seeing that big cock or something. Although I better say, I never ate or drank anything, no one drugged me, all of my reactions were my own."

"Then Betty takes me into the bathroom to see how I was after having the monster split me open. She licked me some more and ended up getting me to lick her breasts, which she told me were real on the outside but fake inside. And in a few minutes, I'm licking her pussy and we're on the floor eating each other to still another orgasm. What am I doing letting that happen and then actually liking it so much? Then when I cme here and see you fucking Kerry, with her terrific body, I start sucking on her breasts and then her clit. I've become some sexual nut or something. So, see, I'm sure you don't want anything more to do with me."

He's still holding me with one arm around me. He kisses me, then leans down and licks one nipple and then the other. He straightens up to look at me but gets his other hand to my breasts as he talks to me. "Greta, I think you and I are going to get married eventually and have sex ten thousand times. We know each other thoroughly, I'm pretty sure we love each other. I know we have to finish college and get started on earning livings but I think it will happen."

He leans down and licks both nipples again. Cripes, he can always get to me. "We're young. I discovered sex and spent the next six months having sex with every girl I could. Then I got you to have sex and you learned to love it. So I think you're doing what I did and having sex as much as you can wherever you can. I sure hope you don't become Betty, getting filmed for porn. And I hope you don't become Kerry, who has had sex with so many people, probably even more than I ever imagined now that I realize her partners probably include a lot of girls, too. If we ever have sex with her again and I suspect we will because she'll want it, I should probably use a condom because as much sex as she has, she's bound to catch something some day."

He kisses me. "So I think we both get this experimenting out of the way. We try to remain sane about it but if you feel like you want to do something, you should. You haven't hurt our relationship. I probably hurt it more by being here with Kerry tonight. We'll remain buddies, we'll continue to enjoy each other. I hope we'll also be open and tell each other what we feel and what we want to do or actually do. But maybe we just need to get this business of finding ourselves out of the way before we settle down together."

This time I kiss him. I've been running my hands over him and he's hard again. "You're hard again, I feel like I want to suck you some more, can I?"

He grins. "Yeah, I'll enjoy that. But I want to eat you at the same time, okay?"

"Jack, this pussy has had a very busy day. I'm probably pretty goopy down there. I'm not sure you'd like me to sit it on your face right now. I mean, Carl ate me first and then fucked me, then Betty ate me to an orgasm, fourth, Peter shoved that large salami in me, and then fifth, Betty ate me to another orgasm while I also ate her. Then, for number six, Kerry eats me and then, seven, you fuck me. Next would be the eighth time I've been aroused or had a climax. Maybe, instead, I should just climb on you and sit on it, o.k? I mean, we don't want that luscious fat cock to go to waste, do we?"

I crawl on top of him, get my knees on either side, hold his cock upright and get my pussy centered on it and drop down on it. "Maybe I shouldn't get my Mom turned on to sex after all, look what a weird day I've had because I'm so turned on. I could ruin her life instead of help it." I move a little and take him all the way up in me. Cripes it's just so glorious. I move up and down a little to feel him inside me. "On the other hand, she really ought to feel something this great before she dies." I start really bouncing on him, fucking him as fast and hard as I can.