0 comments/ 53269 views/ 14 favorites Kings and Queens Ch. 01 By: Many Feathers Talk about being in the wrong place at the right time, or the right place at the wrong time, however you wanted to look at it. But...there I was! It started out as a very typical Friday night. My parents would once again be playing cards with their best friends and neighbors at our place this week. I had a date with a girl I'd been going steady with for ages, though lately we'd been going through a pretty rough spot. I was hoping that tonight's date would smooth things out in our relationship again, especially since I had a late curfew on the weekend, meaning I didn't have to be home until 1:00 a.m, and always, always took advantage of it. It was also a very important evening for me all the way around, Jayleen, my girlfriend had just recently turned eighteen, and had told me a while back on my eighteenth birthday, that once she had...she'd give me a very special gift when she did. Without saying it specifically, I had a pretty good idea of what she had meant. So far, all I'd done with her was a little booby fondling which had left me somewhat frustrated, and more than anxious to see how much further she was willing to go. What had started out as a very promising evening soon turned to shit as I drove up in front of her house in preparation of picking her up. Her father met me out in front of the house and proceeded to inform me I was never again to step foot on their property. Confused, I barely managed to ask why, my eyes glued to his balled up fists, though thankfully, he kept them close to his side. "You want to know why? I'll tell you why!" He screamed at me. "Because Jayleen's mother found the condoms in her purse that she bought for tonight...that's why!" He said continuing to glare at me. "Now...get your mother-loving, fucking ass off of my property!" Technically, I wasn't on his property. I was still in my car sitting next to the curb. But it was a moot point nevertheless. All I could do was drive away and hope that somehow Jayleen and I would still be able to see one another. For the moment at least, the evening was totally shot. ** It had been my intention to stop and get gas after picking her up as the station I preferred going to was just around the corner from where she lived. After the incident with her father, I forgot all about needing gas until my car started coughing a block and a half away from the house. "Shit...Shit! Shit! Shit!" I said chastising myself, even pounding the steering wheel of my car in frustration as I let it coast out of gas over to the curb. I got out, locked it up, and then proceeded on foot back to my house with the intention of getting the spare gas can out of the garage. I planned on doing so quietly as I knew I'd catch even more shit from my father for being so stupid, and I wasn't about to let him pull an "I told you so," upon me seeing me return for the gas can. I crept up alongside the house intending to cut back by the fence and then enter through the backdoor into the house, and from there into the garage, since I knew it would be locked on the outside. With luck, I'd be in and out without anyone the wiser, though I wasn't looking forward to the thirty minute walk to the nearest service station, and then back carrying a gallon of gas with me. But at least it would give me time to think about the shitty way the evening was now going. I silently eased the backdoor open, stepping in as quietly as I could manage. Only a short distance away in the adjoining family room, I could hear my parents and their friends laughing and carrying on, all the while playing cards as they quite normally did. What wasn't normal was what I then heard as I took several steps towards the door leading into the garage. For a moment, I swore I hadn't heard right and froze in place listening. "My straight beats your three of a kind Cindy," I heard my father say. "That means your bra!" "Maybe he said draw," I told myself, though that really didn't make much sense. If he'd said what I thought I'd heard him say..." I mused, no longer quite so anxious to head into the garage. But...what to do? As I stood for a moment more thinking about it, I knew there was one other option. A bit risky, but a hell of a lot safer than standing here. And it wouldn't be the first time I'd done that to spy on my parents either, but even then, it was because I was secretly waiting to see what they'd gotten me for Christmas. It was nothing like the reasons I was planning for now. It just so happened that the adjacent room next to mine, which included a shared bathroom, was a spare bedroom that was hardly ever used. As such, the door to it always remained open. The side window latch had been broken years ago, and I had used it before to sneak in and out of the house late at night without being discovered. During those days, I'd run around with my buddies in the middle of the night doing the sort of things most guys do during the summer after school was over. This however was again something else entirely. It had been a while since I'd needed to use it, pleased to see that dad still hadn't discovered it was actually broken as I eased the window open and then slid in, stepping down onto the spare bed well out of sight and away from the door. Once inside, I then scooted along the wall until finally reaching my vantage point where I could safely see things, without being seen. Several years ago my father had mirrored one entire wall of the rec-room. It had had the effect of making it appear much larger than it really was, which had been his intent. What he and mom didn't know, or hopefully at least didn't realize, was from the bedroom I was in, I could clearly see them where they were sitting at in the room, though they of course couldn't see me sitting there in the darkness. What I saw both surprised and shocked me initially, but it most certainly confirmed my earlier suspicions. They were playing what appeared to be strip poker with their friends and neighbors, as well as another couple who I was only vaguely familiar with. Cindy, the neighbor had already taken off her bra, and was now sitting there topless, as was my mom. Dad still had everything on but his dress shirt, though Bob, Cindy's husband was already down to his boxers. Obviously, he'd had the worst of it so far. "Same rules as last time?" Bob then asked as the good looking brunette whose name currently escaped me dealt the cards. But I wasn't really listening, too distracted as I could easily see Cindy's bare breasts, and a portion of my own mothers, though Dad's back was currently blocking me from seeing her more clearly. "What do you say girls?" Dad asked. "Same rules as before?" I heard a smattering of giggles, and then mom responding openly. "I'm certainly game if Cindy and Laurel are," she said. I didn't hear their individual answers to that, but there seemed to be mutual agreement all around as Laurel began dealing out the cards for the next hand. I sat there in the dark mesmerized as I watched mom and dad sitting there playing strip poker with their friends. Hell, I hadn't even done that myself, though there'd been countless times that a few of my friends and I had tried getting our girlfriends to play. And only once had we even done so, the game ending at the first threat of a girl's bra coming off. "Your bet," Dad told Cindy as she sat there looking at her cards. There was a momentary pause, and then she spoke. "All in!" "Damn!" John said, as I only then remembered hearing his name, and remembering his wife Laurel. "There goes my boxers!" he said jokingly, and then called. Everyone else folded. A second later there was a groan as John quickly realized he had lost once again. "Well ladies...look's like John's the first one to achieve slave status for the rest of you," he laughed almost sounding like he was sorry for the guy, though excited too. I couldn't help but wonder what that meant, though I had something else to think about now too as I sat there in the dark with my cock suddenly tenting the front of my pants. Cindy had great looking tits. I'd secretly admired them before from afar, or whenever she'd come over to visit with mom over coffee, quite often stealing glances down the front of her blouse whenever she wasn't looking. And as nice as that very often was, this was jerk off material, and I was storing megabytes of it inside my head. Especially as Cindy began dealing the next round, her luscious tits with the twin pointed pink tips wobbling erotically in front of her as she did so. I sat watching, listening for quite a while as more and more clothes came off, before long, everyone was down to only one or two items, and then John stayed in the game losing the next hand. "You folded at the river John," Laurel teased her husband, which means...you have two slave acts to perform for Cindy and JoAnn." I found myself holding my breath...wondering. "Well let's see, I have a titty here that needs some sucking," Cindy announced. "And I'll be the one to slap his ass while he does that," my own mother proclaimed, which frankly disturbed me a little, though I found it oddly arousing at the same time. Obediently, I saw John stand up, his prick enormously hard when he did, as he uninhibitedly crawled over to where Cindy was sitting, and then stood between her legs, leaning over, drawing one of her beautiful tits between his lips as he began sucking it. My own mother had also stood, wearing nothing more than a simple black thong, which once again even I had to admit, looked damn fucking good on her. She stood behind John and with her hand, slapped his left cheek, and none too softly either, leaving a red mark on his behind as she soon after left one on his other cheek before retaking her seat. "Damn!" I thought silently as I sat there, surprised at my own boldness as I reached down unzipping my fly in order to relieve some of the stress on my own turgid member. The very next hand, everyone stayed in to the end, though I was beginning to see that losing wasn't nearly as bad as one might think, which I now knew was just part of the game, and a good excuse to continue playing. Laurel won, laughing as everyone, including my own parents finally stood and removed the last remnants of their clothing. "Before we continue," Cindy stated as she stood. "I need a pee break, and maybe something else to drink before things get any crazier here, sound like a plan?" She then asked. There was immediate agreement all around as things momentarily broke up with everyone else heading out to the kitchen. Which was when I realized of course that Cindy would soon be heading my way in order to use the shared bathroom. I scooted a bit further back into the darkened room, well away from the door as she passed. I was certain she would have no idea I was even in there, but even so, the thought of her going into the bathroom next to me was a little unnerving. Especially when I heard her enter, sit down on the toilet, and begin peeing. Why is it that in a situation like this, that the first thing that you think about, or worry about, like coughing, or sneezing becomes such a fear? I think for good reason, maybe about the time you start thinking about it, it's because it's about to happen, and you then realize that it is. I could feel a sneeze coming on, even as I heard the toilet flush I sat there fighting it, trying to hold it in. Now, for anyone that's ever held a sneeze, it can be done. It's not pleasant necessarily, or very easy to do, but...I'd done it before, and knew without any doubt whatsoever, this was now one of those times. I now heard Cindy wash her hands, then the door to the bathroom opening just as I felt the sneeze. I snuffed it up, giving myself an internal head sneeze, effectively muffling the sound. But...what I didn't expect nor anticipate when I did that, was the sudden expulsion of air elsewhere. I farted. It wasn't like it was a loud fart, or a long one. Just a simple "burp-fart" but a fart nevertheless. Cindy walked from the bathroom past the doorway where I was sitting back in the darkness, and actually paused for a moment. For me at least an eternity passed as I sat there praying to the gods that be, that I wouldn't sneeze, cough, or fart again! It was only a second or so that she had, and then continued on back to the kitchen area just as everyone else was returning. I almost decided it was time to slip back outside the window in the event Cindy mentioned anything about what she thought she may have heard to my parents, but to my relief, I saw her simply sit down accepting a drink from my father without saying anything. I nearly left anyway until I heard mom speak, stopping me in my tracks. "What's say we go straight to Kings and Queens?" she asked. "Sounds good to me!" Dad agreed, though I wondered if they hadn't already decided to do so while they'd been in the kitchen. "Too bad Mike and Doris couldn't be here tonight too!" Cindy exclaimed, then we'd have all four suits. As it is...guess we'll just have to play with the three," she finished saying, though everyone was obviously likewise in agreement that it was time to switch games. Though I'd never heard of a card game called Kings and Queens before. "Ok, first round, five minutes, then ten, and so on?" Mom asked everyone, with everyone once again in agreement. "No matter who?" she added. There was a moment of obvious indecision as she said that. "Come on John, you know the rules," Laurel reminded him. "If we play Queens and Queens, then it's only fair we get to see Kings and Kings," she stated. "So...what's it going to be tonight. Kings and Queens only? You know, we agreed in the beginning, it has to be a unanimous decision, otherwise we just keep it straight, nothing else." Sheepishly he finally relented. "Ok, Queens and Queens," he said. "And?" "Kings and Kings too," he then added a bit more softly, though I heard my father laugh at him when he did so. "Don't worry John, maybe whoever it is that's the joker that round won't make you do something you'd feel too squeamish doing," he chuckled once again as I sat there listening, now even more curious than before. Cindy had obviously pulled out all the appropriate cards, including as I then saw, one of the two jokers from the boxes where the cards were normally kept, adding those to the very small deck of cards. "Ok everyone, draw!" I guess it really didn't matter which card you drew, whether it was a King or a Queen, it was the suits that really mattered. Though I now understood the reference to the other part as they all did, moments later holding up and revealing their cards to one another. Mom was the first to let out a laugh, showing she held the joker, and then drawing the last remaining card, which hadn't been drawn, showing it to be the Queen of Hearts. John was showing the King of hearts and looked obviously relieved. Dad held the King of Spades, Cindy the Queen, which then paired off Laurel and Bob together. After taking a look at all the various pairings, mom stood as though trying to decide something. "Ok, for the next five minutes then, Steven?" Mom said addressing my father, "You're to lick Cindy's pussy, and Cindy? You suck Steven's cock in a side by side "69" together here on the floor," she told them both. "Laurel? I want Bob to fuck you doggy style." I saw Laurel grin from ear to ear, obviously she had a preference for that particular position as she blew mom a kiss in appreciation of that. "And as for you John..." mom leered at him suggestively. I just want you to sit on the table here while I suck that big fucking dick of yours!" Now...if I might digress just a little here. If anyone where to run into my mother and father on the street, or come over to the house on Sunday for dinner, they would never, ever hear a single cuss word, or swear word come out of my mother's mouth, aside from the occasional "shit, damn, or hell," but that was about it. Never before in my entire life had I ever heard my own mother speak the way she was. It was like seeing someone else, especially since she was naked, and hearing her talk like this. I was both confused, as well as aroused, just hearing her, let alone seeing all this. But I knew now, there was no fucking way I was going out that window...not yet anyway. I only then realized that mom had brought out the kitchen egg timer with her when she'd come back into the room. Setting it for ten minutes, everyone proceeded to get into the positions that she'd previously instructed them to be in. I sat there, horny as hell, still in a little state of shock, but not about to go anywhere as I sat there playing with myself, watching the weirdly erotic spectacle taking place there in my very own home. All thoughts of Jayleen and I gone, for the moment anyway. I hadn't seen many dicks, well hard ones anyway, so it's not like I had a lot of experience in that particular area, but even I had to admit, John had one of the biggest cocks I'd ever seen before in my life, it was monstrous, and almost twice the size of my own, which up until now, I hadn't thought of as being all that small in size. And as weird as it was to think about, it was in fact a bit larger than my own father's though I'd only briefly checked him out in comparison of that. I had trouble enough not looking at my own mother, even though I did on occasion, forcing my look away whenever I found myself staring at her. And besides, there was plenty more to look at between Cindy and Laurel. Cindy's boobs were about the same size and shape of my own mother's, something I'd obviously have to deal with when thinking about later. Laurel however had considerably larger tits, and I found them at the moment the focus of my attention as she knelt down on all fours as Bob knelt behind her, fucking her sweet bare pussy. Her tits however were doing gyrations, the likes of which I'd never seen before, even in porn movies. Her tits were obviously real, very large, and free swinging at the moment. It was damn exciting just sitting there watching them, hearing the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh as Bob drove his cock in and out of her with a rapidity that I also had never imagined before. For a guy in his forties, he had amazing stamina to keep up that pace. I couldn't help going back and forth between them and my own mother as she attempted, but never quite succeeded in taking John's entire cock into her mouth. He didn't seem to mind it however, leaning back on the table, supporting himself by his elbows, feet dangling, and (balls too for that matter) as mom mouthed his prick, stroking it and playing with it. Meanwhile down on the floor, though it was much harder to see anything really, dad and Cindy seemed to be enjoying themselves too, the sounds of more sucking, slurping, and the occasional moans and groans of pleasure they were each giving one another were heard throughout, right along with everyone else's. I actually jumped when the egg timer went off. Luckily for me, I was too far away to be heard when I did, not to mention the fact everyone else was still busy at the time. With a few moans of disappointment, everyone soon stood and took a moment to refresh themselves as dad once again began shuffling the small deck of cards. As for myself, I was leaking like a sieve, so much precum fuck juice was pouring out the end of my own dick, that I was worried I'd be shooting off here before too much longer. And I wanted to see at least one or two more rounds of King and Queens before slipping back out the window. I still had a car to attend to, though there was still plenty of time before the gas station closed. But now...I found myself almost as anxious and excited as everyone else seemed to be as dad stood there grinning like a Cheshire cat as he continued shuffling the cards. "Ok everyone, ready for round two? Ten minutes?" He purposely glanced over towards where John was sitting, but even John after being given that fabulous blowjob my mother had just given him, appeared to be ready for just about anything. I wondered briefly if I would be had I been in his shoes, and then once again reminded that I was sitting here jerking myself off, watching my own parents even though they were both busy fooling around with other people. Still...I now knew I'd never think of them in the same light as I once had either. Kings and Queens Ch. 01 Author's Note: This is a work of erotic fiction, loosely based on the characters from a popular situation comedy. The author makes no claim to the series nor to the characters. Kings and Queens Ch. 01 He rolled another hooter and handed it to her, knowing he really didn't need any more – and that he wanted her to have as much as she could take. She lit the fat joint and proceeded to take hit after powerful hit. He watched as her inhibitions floated away in the smoke cloud. "S-So... does Kelly let you – you know – do her in the butt?" she asked, taking the last hit followed by a long pull on her beer. He nodded. "But... doesn't it hurt?" she asked. "Nah, not if you do it right." he replied. Then he reached into his bag and pulled out a small jar of a white jelly. "and use a Special Love Potion" he said, smiling at her. Carrie couldn't imagine having anything larger than a finger back there; but the little jar of jelly caught her attention. "W-what?" she stammered, taking another long swallow of beer. She squirmed in her chair, her anus tingling at the thought of his finger pushing inside her there. "It's a very special lubricant designed to relax and enhance butt sex." he told her. "Kelly and I use it every time, and she loves it." he added. She looked at him through very fuzzy eyes, the drugs doing a number on her senses and sensibilities. She got up and stumbled to the fridge, bending down to grab another brew. The cool air against her nether port made it tingle again. Deacon gazed intently at the puckered ring of muscle she showed him as she bent over, and he wondered how it would feel to slide his cock in there. His penis was erect again in seconds, and she didn't miss it when she turned back around. "Good god Deacon, you're ready again so soon?" she asked, giggling like the drunken slut she had turned into. "Just lookin' at your perky little butt Carrie. It's HOT." he replied. "Well now, why don't I just take care of that for you." she said, dropping to her knees again and taking his stiff member into her mouth. She gurgled and sucked, her head bobbing up and down as she tried to get him to cum again. After a few minutes of fellatio Deacon decided he wanted something different from the princess bitch, and pulled her head off of his dick with a lewd plop. Then he tilted his hips and pulled his knees up, exposing his anus to her. "Lick my ass Carrie. I want to feel your tongue in my asshole." he told her. When she immediately lowered her head and brought her oral digit to bear on his nasty butthole, he knew she was going to be ready soon. Carrie worked her fingers up and down his shaft as she pushed her tongue at his puckered anal ring, trying her best to get inside. What the fuck am I doing? she wondered; but it didn't matter any more. She was his whore, and would do whatever he wanted. She sensed his sphincter relaxing, and forced her curled tongue inside his bottom. "Yeah baby, that's it. SUCK MY ASS." he growled. Spence and Danny watched in amazement at the lewd display, Carrie with her head down between Deacons legs, licking his asshole. They had the beer, and each opened one to cool off while they awaited a signal from Deacon to come in. Deacon suddenly pulled away and lifted Carrie's body up, throwing her across the table and sliding his dick into her still-gushing pussy from behind. She started cumming almost immediately, her spasms welling up and hitting hard as the drugs overwhelmed her. He reached over and deftly opened the jar, dipping his middle finger into it and applying a large dollop to her exposed anus. She squirmed a bit; but he slipped the digit into her ass to the hilt. "AHHHGODDDDDPULLEEEEEASE" she yowled. Without missing a stroke, Deacon looked over at the window and nodded. Danny and Spence quietly opened the door and entered the kitchen behind them. Deacon continued to screw Carrie with his cock while he finger-fucked her ass. He yanked the finger out and got another dollop of the jelly, sliding the thickest finger back into her snug anal port. "Okay girl, I'm gonna fuck you in the ass now." he told her, pulling his cock from her cunt as he grabbed the jar and coated the head of his penis with the numbing lubricant. "Just go easy PULLEEASE Deac." she begged, no longer able to put up any sort of resistance. She felt the bulbous head against her most private opening, nearly fainting as her anal ring was forced wide. Deacon watched the penetration intently, loving that his dick was forcing it's way inside Carrie Heffernan's virgin ass. He turned around and nodded to Danny, who was waiting now with his fly open and his modest-sized penis ready. "I have another friend for you Carrie." he said, laughing as Danny presented his dick at her face. "WhaaMMPHHHH" her query muffled by Danny's cock pushing into her mouth. "Oh yeah Carrie, I've wanted a blow job from you ever since Doug told me you gave him head." Danny said, his hips pumping as he fucked her in the mouth. Deacon had stopped his sodomy of her to watch Danny, and now he began to push more seriously into her bowels. The muscles of Carries butthole were much tighter than Kelly's, being completely unaccustomed to penetration of any kind. The buttery smooth walls of her rectal channel were like velvet, the spasmodic clenching of the muscular rings an exquisite sensation. He slowly worked his organ into her, pushing another inch inside her, then pulling back before easing in an inch deeper. Spence walked over to the table, his little dick as hard as it had ever been. He had to feel some part of her on his organ and grabbed her hand, putting it on his cock and holding it while he moved his hips. "Hey man, wait a few minutes and you can use her mouth." Danny told him, sliding his organ into her oral orifice in feigned intercourse. He could feel her tongue starting to work at his meat. It was a beautiful thing. Deacon slowly fucked her tight asshole, wanting this particular pleasure to last a good long time. Helped by the narcotics in the jelly, his cock would spasm from time to time; but he knew he could hold it. Then he had a truly nasty idea. "Hey guys, ever see anything like this?" he asked, pulling his organ from her rectum and exposing her gaping anus. "Whoa dude, that is really nasty!" said Danny, his cock still plunging into Carrie's sucking mouth. "Bet it feels real good in there, huh?" he asked. Deacon reached over and grabbed the jelly again, plunging his dick into the jar, then pushing it back into the woman's ass to the hilt. "Feels real good." he agreed, starting to fuck her butt in earnest. "Her ass is as tight as it looks." he added, laughing as he sodomized her. Danny was suddenly overwhelmed by an orgasm, and filled Carrie's mouth with a load of his sperm. She slurped and sucked and swallowed as he pumped his penis into her face. Then Danny was pushed away and Spence took his place, shoving his tiny dick into her mouth. He had no self control, and ejaculated almost immediately, jerking wildly as he spurted his load into Carries sucking mouth. Danny and Spence grabbed a couple of beers and watched the show. Carrie was clearly overcome by lust, drugs, and alcohol. Nothing could be finer than the bitch takin' it up the ass. . "Here it comes bitch, I'm gonna fill your asshole with my seed." yowled Deacon. His hands gripped her hips as his huge black cock slammed deep into her rectum over and over again. "OHK... GODDDD.... OHKKKKKK.... AHHHHHHH" she screamed, her previously virginal rectum spasming around his penis as she had her first anal orgasm. "Holy shit man, she's coming with your dick up her butt!" laughed Danny, who had walked over beside Deacon and was watching him skewer Carrie's sweet ass. "Yeah, well how do you like that?" Deacon responded, his cock responding to the spasms in her rectal chute and bringing him to the edge – and over it. "OHHHHHYEAHHHHH CUMMING UP YOUR TIGHT ASS BITCH" he growled, slamming his meat into her bung and unleashing a torrent of his semen into her bowels. After his last spasm he yanked his dick out of her bottom, wiping it off on her buttocks before walking around to shove it into her mouth. "Suck it clean Carrie. It's just your butt juice, after all." he laughed. Carrie couldn't move. Her body had been used in every possible way and she was simply whipped. She could tell the three men were there, drinking beer and walking around her naked body draped over the kitchen table. She felt them pushing their fingers into her pussy and asshole too, and her body responded with twitches and tingles. Danny even pushed his dick up her cum-slickened butt and fucked her there until he came again; but after Deacon his penis barely mattered. Danny got high-fived for sodomizing her. Spence couldn't get it up, even in her mouth, and didn't get his chance to cum in her ass. She barely heard them leave. When she woke up, it was starting to get light outside. She was still naked, and draped over the table. She managed to stand up briefly, then fell onto the closest chair. There were beer bottles everywhere, and her body ached. Then she smiled. Was it ... Nah.... Impossible.... No way that could have happened. she thought, heading upstairs to take a bath before cleaning up. She felt an odd tingle in her bottom and wondered.... Kings and Queens Ch. 01 This is my first submission so any comments would be greatly appreciated. Of course all characters involved are over the age of 18. **************************** I got home from work to hear the giggles and laughter of 2 girls in the front room of the house I share with my girlfriend Karen when I remembered oh shit an old friend of hers Lauryn from college was staying with us for the weekend, but when I walked into the room I stopped dead in my tracks, standing in front of was easily the best looking girl I had ever seen, now Karen is quite a beauty herself a brunette 5ft6 in height curvy figure 34c tits that still stood under her chin and juicy ass that was perfect to squeeze but not overly fat but Lauryn sitting on my couch was almost 6ft tall blonde hair past her shoulders her tits slightly smaller than Karens but a nice b cup with the most amazing legs I have ever seen and as I would later find out the tightest little ass on this planet. Stop drooling and come in said Karen bringing me back to earth, I came in hoping neither would notice the bulge starting to grow in my pants. I could see an open bottle of wine so knew they had a couple of glasses so I went to the fridge got myself a beer and rejoined the girls who were re-living their college years. After a couple of hours more wine and beer the conversation became a little more risqué as they started talking about an old card game they used to play when in a group called kings and Queens apparently what they did was they removed all the picture cards only and if u drew a jack you kissed someone of your choice, an ace meant you had to masturbate someone of your choice a Queen was you had to perform oral on one of the girls and a King was you had to perform oral on one of the guys, from what I heard it usually ended up in one big orgy. Listening to this and picturing these 2 beauties in all sorts of positions started getting my cock rock hard something I think Karen noticed as she suggested getting the cards to show me properly if I didn't mind and as you can imagine I didn't have to be asked twice. Two minutes later Karen emerged with the cards in hand winked at me and said going to be fun. Beacause I was the only guy we had to alter it slightly, if I drew a Queen I had to perform oral on Karen and a King meant getting to taste Lauryn's sweet pussy. Lauryn drew first drawing a Jack she walked over to me giving me a kiss slightly allowing her tongue into my mouth, just as I was starting to enjoy it she stopped smiled and went back to her seat. Karen drew next drawing an ace she crawled over to me unbuttoning my pants in lightning speed taking my cock in her hand she slowly started stroking it up and down rubbing the precum that was oozing out over the tip then to my annoyance stopped whispering we don't want him spent yet the night is still young, then eventually it was my turn, I prayed for the King that would let me near Lauryn's pussy but drew a Queen, as soon as she saw it Karen immediately pulled her shorts and thong in one swift movement opening her legs for me to crawl into I kissed at her pussy lips parting them then with my tongue licking up to her clit which I knew she loved having sucked so I didn't want to disappoint her, as soon as my mouth went round her clit she immediately let out a big groan and arched her back pushing her cunt up into my mouth, after a minute I heard a soft moan coming from the other side of the room. I glanced over saw Lauryns hand inside her own pink thong rubbing at a furious pace oh fuck this game she then shouted coming over to where I was dropping down beside taking my cock which was still out of my shorts into her mouth, my loud moan as she did this was enough to send Karen over the edge and I could feel her juices trickle out onto my tongue as her back arched and she pushed my mouth onto her harder, she then rose going over to join her friend sucking on my balls as Lauryn expertly took my entire length deep into her mouth. Looking down at these 2 sexy girls sucking my cock and balls was too much for me and I erupted straight into Lauryn's mouth the most I've cum in my life I think, Lauryn took it all turned to Karen kissing her sharing the cum that had just entered her mouth with my girlfriend. Karens hand by now had gone inside Lauryns underwear from behind I thought I'd help her and slid Lauryn's thong off. Lauryn by now was grabbing her own tit and pinching her nipple Karen looked at me saying I know you want to fuck her so do it, so from behind I slowly pushed my hard again cock into Lauryn's smooth tight cunt Karen now positioning herself with one leg either side of Lauryn's head and from the moaning I heard figured that Lauryn was now eating out Karens pussy, with the slurping and moaning sounds I was hearing how I kept from shooting my load again I'll never know but by now I was fucking Lauryn with all I was worth. The 2 girls came almost together I could feel the juices squirt out from Lauryn onto my cock knowing I wouldn't be able to take much more Karen said not inside her on her tits so always the man to oblige I pulled out of Lauryn started jerking jerking my cock which ony took 4 or 5 strokes when I came for the second time tonight most of it hitting Lauryns tits with some falling short onto her stomach and some over shooting hitting her chin, Karen straight away pounced licking her tongue up her friends chest licking my hot sticky cum before kissing Karen sharing more of my juices. I just fell back completely spent onto the floor thinking to myself I cant wait for the rest of this weekend. Kings and Queens Ch. 01 Dad dealt out the cards, everyone keeping them secret for a moment longer, adding to the suspense. "Ok everyone...reveal," he said grinning. Much to John's relief, he had in fact drawn the Joker, so he would obviously be the one to decide who did what to whom. He then drew the remaining card, which was the King of Diamonds. I noticed then, Dad was holding the Queen. Mom had the Queen of Spades, and Cindy the King, they both laughed, giggling with excitement, though John too was smiling even though it was dad who was holding his paired card. I could only imagine he was at least happy to have pulled the Joker even then. That put Laurel and Bob together again, though she didn't seem to mind too much as John took a moment trying to decide things, one of which was obvious. "Ok, Bob and Laurel?" This time Laurel, you suck Bob's prick over here while he sits in the chair. Cindy and JoAnn? You two make yourselves comfy over there on the couch, I want to see the two of you go down on one another," he told them. "What a surprise," Mom laughed, though she looked genuinely excited as she led Cindy by the hand over towards the couch. What took me by surprise however was her next comment. "Weren't we just here earlier this morning?" she asked laughing. "What? You mean you too have already been at each other today, and you didn't even tell me?" Dad asked in mocked anger, though he was in fact surprised to only now be learning about it. "Honey...I don't tell you everything Cindy and I do together while you're at work, no more than you tell me when you and Laurel go out to lunch together, now do you?" She said looking over towards Laurel, winking at her as she said that, which Laurel in return laughed at, winking back. Dad was about to say something, but then decided against it, turning back to face John. "Ok sport...so what is it you want me to do to you?" Dad asked. John had obviously already come to a decision about that after first learning who he'd been paired with. "You can jerk me off while I stand beside these two, watching them," he informed my father. "What a surprise," dad said rolling his eyes, though he too looked pleased enough to at least stand there watching mom and Cindy as they curled up on the couch together and immediately began licking one another's cunts, even before John was reminded to set the timer. "If you decide to cum while I'm doing this, at least tell me so I can point it in their direction," dad said as he stood next to John, reaching over and then wrapping his fist around the man's enormously hard cock. I was still amazed at the size of it, especially with dad standing next to him, equally hard yes...but almost half as big again as either one of us was. "I don't know that I'm gonna make ten minutes," Bob warned everyone, receiving an expected laugh in return. "Laurel's so damn good at giving head," he announced quite unnecessarily, as even dad nodded his head in agreement to that. "Yeah, I remember last week, I damn near didn't make it to the third round myself!" he stated almost apologetically. "I'll go easy on you," Laurel grinned already mouthing his prick. "But even if you do, just warn me first so I can deep throat you just before you squirt down my throat, makes it easier to take it all that way." Bob groaned, as did I, just sitting there imagining that. ** Fifteen minutes later I had almost come twice myself, both times stopping just short of releasing what I knew would be an enormous load. I had watched my own mother and her best friend go down on one another, had seen my old man jerking off another man's cock, and a rather large one to say the least. I'd then seen dad slip his prick between Laurel's legs, fucking her right there on the family room table, while mom took it from Bob from behind as she leaned over the arm of the couch. On and on it had gone, and I was seriously about ready to pop my nut when mom announced it was the last round and time to dump one of the suits. "Ok, we're adding the Jack of Hearts and the Jack of Spades to this round," she told everyone. "It's threesome time!" I damn near shot one off then. "Fuck!" I said silently to myself, now anxious more than ever to see how the next round ended up. Once again the cards were dealt, and this time, dad was the one ending up with the Joker. "Ok, let's see what I've got to work with here," he asked as everyone finally revealed their cards. "Ok, that puts me, Bob and Cindy together. Which means that it's John, Joann, and Laurel as the other threesome. I think I'll have the two of you work on John's cock until he cums, which he should easily be able to do in thirty minutes if I know you two," he said smiling. As for myself Bob and Cindy? Well, I think I'll treat my prick to that nice sweet tight little cunt of hers while Bob fucks her face. How's that sound everyone?" They quickly placed themselves in the positions my dad had told them to get in, John having made a place on the floor, laying back relaxing, his hands behind his head as mom and Laurel took up positions on either side of his dick, though they smiled at one another even as they began taking turns sucking and licking him. Right next to them, Cindy knelt, taking Bob's dick in her mouth as dad mounted her from behind, slipping his rock hard cock into her pussy, and set the timer for thirty minutes. "Have fun everyone, not that we'll all make it that far," he laughed, and then proceeded to fuck the shit out of our neighbor. I have to admit. I was proud of the way he did her. Not sure I could have done quite as well myself. But then again, I hadn't fucked anything except for my own hand, that and the vacuum hose once, though I'd never done it again since then. It had felt good at the time yes, but I later heard all these horror stories about guys dicks being torn off, and I wasn't about to risk doing that again. About twenty minutes into the round, once again about to lose it myself, I heard John finally groan, warning my mom and Laurel he was about to bust his nut. "I'm gonna fucking cum!" He cried out, half sitting up so he could actually watch himself when he did. A second after that, I saw this enormous fountain of spunk leap from the tip of his prick. I swear it looked like it went three or four feet straight up in the air, coming back down and landing all over the back of my mother as she and Laurel now took turns sucking his enormous knob, drinking down the second, third, and however many more spurts the man's prick released. They kept stroking him as well, ensuring they got each and every last drop of his spunk before turning away from his prick, releasing it, and then kissing one another. I watched in shocked amazement as it appeared the two of them swapped cum, passing it back and forth before actually spitting it back out onto his dick, and then cleaning it all up all over again. That's when I came, not even knowing it at first until I felt the first wet spray of my own orgasmic bliss wetting my hand. I had no idea where the first spurt or two had gone, and at the moment, I could have cared less. It was only seconds after all that, that the timer went off. "Fuck!" Dad said, "I was damn near there!" "Sorry Charlie," Cindy giggled. "Maybe during the next round, maybe...I'll have John or even Bob hear finish you off," she laughed, though all three men looked a little sour over that. "Rules are rules baby," Mom chuckled. "Unless you don't care to see me with any of the other girls ever again," she added. It was Cindy again however that called another potty break before they drew the next round of cards. As before, I quickly scooted back into the recess of the room into the darkest of corners content to sit there and wait. I heard footsteps approach, and then stop just outside the door. "I know you're there," I heard Cindy say. "Unless you want me to mention this to your parent's I suggest you come over and talk to me about it first thing in the morning." She waited only a minute more before walking into the bathroom. I sat there silently holding my breath...praying. "She's just guessing," I told myself. Hoping I would reveal my presence," I likewise tried convincing myself. I heard her turn the water off and on in the sink, and then step back out. Once again she stood briefly in the doorway. "I mean it," she told me. "Nine a.m. at the latest!" And with that she walked back into the recreation room. I didn't bother sticking around to watch the next round. ** Kings and Queens Ch. 02 I didn't arrive back home until well after midnight. It had taken that long to walk to the service station, grab a gallon of gas, and walk back. I'd then driven my car over, filled it up and returned home. As I'd hoped, the lights were off in the house, all save for the single light burning in the kitchen as I entered through the back door. I'd had plenty enough time to think during my excursion. For most of my walk I had argued with myself back and forth. There was no way that a tiny little fart could have given me away...or had it? If I showed up over at Cindy's at nine a.m., that simple act would confirm without any doubt I had been there. If I didn't, if I called her bluff, would she in fact still go to my parents with the unsubstantiated fact that I'd actually been there. I couldn't afford to take that chance. If there was one thing that was somewhat in my favor, it was the fact I had gotten along fairly well with Cindy over the past couple of years. More than once I had felt like she had teased or flirted with me, though I hadn't taken any of that seriously. She was after all twice my age. I tossed and turned in my bed half the night, waking as I heard my father moving about in the kitchen early morning, no doubt getting ready to head out for his weekend golf-game with Bob just as he always did. I wondered as I lay there if Cindy would shortly after come over as well for her early morning cup of coffee with mom. I had heard them before chatting away, just before getting up, occasionally joining the two of them for a cup of coffee myself before heading outside to mow the lawn. I decided to wait and see if she did, there was still plenty of time before nine o'clock came around, before I'd have to make any decisions and deny or confirm my presence the night before. It wasn't long after dad had left when I likewise heard mom bustling about in the kitchen as well, making coffee. Sure enough the phone rang, and I knew then that Cindy would be coming over shortly. I got up, dressed, and then stood by my door listening. Moments later I heard the sound of Cindy's voice as she came into the house. It was hard to tell what was being said, but the sounds I heard were very typical of those I had heard in the past just before exciting my bedroom. This time however, I decided to quietly approach, with luck I could reach the rec room without them being aware I was there, and then listen more closely to their conversation as they sat around the kitchen table over their cups of coffee. As I slowly and quietly walked down the hall in my stockings, I could finally begin to make out their conversation, though they'd begun talking in much lower tones of voices. "Can't believe how wet you still are," I heard Cindy telling my mother, whom I then heard giggle. "I know...it never fails, after our evenings together, I always wake up horny and aroused the next day. It's funny, as much as I enjoy playing with that enormous dick of his, I still can't quite handle it fully whenever we fuck. I still prefer Steven's cock inside me, or Bob's. Even Mike's is a little easier to take, though he's pretty big too. But John's!" she again laughed as I froze, now standing just inside the recreation room only a few feet away from the kitchen, now hearing the two of them quite clearly. "I know what you mean, it's almost more fun watching him squirt, either jacking him off, or blowing him rather than fucking him. He always cums so damn much!" Cindy giggled almost dreamily. "But it is damn fucking fun to see though isn't it?" she asked. "Yes it is," mom sighed. "I wonder if John's always had that problem with women being as big as he is. Though Laurel certainly doesn't seem to have any problems taking it, which is probably why she married him in the first place." Once again I heard mom, and then Cindy giggle. "God you're wet!" Cindy said once again, and then I heard what was unmistakably the sound of some very slippery sounding noises being made. "What the hell are they doing?" I wondered. And then I got my answer. "As nice as that banana feels, I wish I still had an available cucumber," mom actually whispered, though it was still just loud enough for me to hear her. "Maybe if I keep practicing with one of those, I'll eventually be able to take that fucker!" Mom groaned. "Yeah but this is fun too," Cindy stated. "I enjoy watching you while you watch me," she answered back, now the sounds of two very hot wet cunts being played with were even more easily heard. "Just keep an ear out for Kevin," I heard mom say. "He had a late night, so he's apt to sleep in for a while longer yet, but I can't imagine what he'd think if he were to come in here and catch us doing this," she said concernedly. I heard Cindy laugh at that. "Yeah, wouldn't that be a surprise?" She quipped. "Catching his very horny mother masturbating in front of her best friend while using a banana, whatever would he think?" It almost sounded like she was talking to me, and for a moment I briefly worried about coughing, sneezing...or farting. "Just the same Cindy," Mom said somewhat seriously, "I'm not sure how he'd react to things, and I'd just as soon not find out either," she added. "So, hurry up before he does wake up, I want to watch you cum, I love seeing you squirt, wish to hell I could do that myself." "You can," Cindy told her, "It just takes practice and patience, but I'm certainly more than willing to show you how to do it some time, though it might take a while before you actually do." "Squirt?" I once again silently asked myself. I wasn't so naive that I hadn't heard the term before, and knew that some women could do that, though I'd personally never seen it. But now my head was filled with the image of Cindy's cunt spurting that suddenly caused my cock to begin stiffening inside my pants. "Oh yeah, do it, do it!" I heard mom urging her friend, the sound of her very slippery pussy now being pummeled. If I didn't know any better, I'd have sworn she was lying on the table getting fucked by someone by the sounds of it, even her panting as she neared closer and closer towards orgasm alerted me to the fact she was almost there. "You ready baby?" Cindy moaned audibly. "You wanna see my wet hot fucking cunt squirt?" "Yes!" Mom moaned, likewise the sounds of her own banana-bating could be easily heard, the visions inside my head painting the picture of how the two of them must have looked, sitting in the kitchen chairs, facing one another, legs spread perhaps, big yellow banana's in each of their hands as they sat in front of one another fucking their respective cunts. "Almost...almost," Cindy moaned deeply once again. "Ah...ah...ahhhhhh!" She cried out almost shrieking, though even then cautiously forcing herself to lower her voice as she came, though mom was almost louder than she was as she responded to the visual of that. "Fuck that's hot! Cum baby, cum! That's it...squirt, yeah do it...again. Yes, oh fuck yes...look at that hot fucking cunt squirting all that juice!" I knew then by the sounds of my own mother's pleasure, she too was climaxing right along with her friend, the two of them watching one another as they obviously did. And I was still blown away by the words I'd heard my mother using, the lusty, wanton tone of voice, the desire, and the excitement. All of it. I was still having trouble trying to see her as this horny little slut as opposed to my almost demure, shy quiet and reserved mother, as she always appeared and seemed to be around me. I was hard as a fucking rock, and used that moment to turn and quietly head back down the hallway to my room. Slipping inside, I stood there behind the door trying to catch my breath, my heart beating a thousand miles an hour, the image inside my head more explicit, more decadent and obscene than any I had ever entertained before. I stood there with my back towards the door, unzipped my jeans, pulling my cock out and proceeded to stroke it as I stood there. There was no fucking way I was going back out feeling like this, it would take forever for my prick to go down again anyway unless I did something about it. I stood there jack-hammering my dick, only seconds away from release as I looked about for something to cum into. Finally saying "fuck it!" to myself the oddly weird pleasure of just standing there releasing my spunk, watching it fly from the tip of my prick to land wherever the hell I felt like aiming it suddenly feeling quite arousing...naughty, wicked! I soon did. The intense sensation of my own climax seizing my dick, tightening my balls, and then the delicious surge of my cream racing up the length of my shaft. It was almost surreal. I'd come hard before, plenty of times. But I'm not sure I'd actually seen my prick shoot such a large load and at such an incredible distance when I did. It was almost a world record for me, if I'd been keeping track, but it was wildly erotic to see the first several squirts of my own climax fly across my bedroom nearly hitting the back of my chair next to my desk as I stood there. "Fucking A!" I exclaimed as I looked down at the wet line that crossed the floor along with several large puddles that had pooled in several other places as well. I stood there weak kneed, still slow stroking my cock, stripping it of the last traces of my spunk as I shook it, watching cum-spittle flying off everywhere. I could have cared less. It had felt too fucking good. Once I had collected myself however, I entered the bathroom, no longer trying to be quiet. It would be my announcement to the two of them I had gotten up. I grabbed a washcloth, wetting it, and then went back into my room to clean up. ** By the time I actually entered the kitchen, everything appeared perfectly normal, just like always. I'd even glance hurriedly at the floor, but if Cindy had made a mess as I imagined she had, it had already been taking care of, just as mine was. Though both were wearing robes, they were properly done up. Mom was slicing some bagels, a tub of cream cheese sitting nearby. Cindy had stood upon hearing my approach and was pouring me a cup of coffee as I entered. "Morning honey, sleep well?" Mom asked once again using the demure tone of voice she'd always used whenever I was around. Her hot slutty naughty persona once again tucked away. "Ok I guess," I said answering, though I had glanced over at the table as I came in. A bowl of fruit sat in the middle of the table just like always, a few not quite ripe yet banana's sitting directly on top. They were more green than yellow, a small correction to my memory banks making the adjustment. But worse, I felt my face flush a little as I stood there, finally glancing over towards Cindy just as she turned holding out my freshly poured coffee towards me. She smiled. "Good morning Kevin," her eyes seemed to be digging into my soul, but I wasn't quite ready to acknowledge anything to her yet one way or the other. "Morning," I answered simply taking a seat. Mom looked at me worriedly. "You ok honey?" She asked. "You look a little flushed." "It's hot in my room," I told her. Which it was. "Looks like it's going to be another hot one today too," I then added. "Thought I'd get the lawn mowed early before it gets any hotter." I said that taking a sip from my cup, peering over the rim of it towards Cindy as she sat down, looking back. She wasn't giving anything away either, looking no different than she normally did as she sat there. "That reminds me," she said turning towards my mother. "I was wondering if I could borrow Kevin for a little while this morning. I'm rearranging the spare bedroom and could really use Kevin's help with the furniture, if he doesn't mind helping me," she asked once again turning back around to look towards me. "Say, nine o'clock or there abouts?" she asked. I almost burned myself as I took another sip of my hot coffee, sitting the cup down. "Oh I'm sure he wouldn't mind helping you at all," mom said speaking for me. "Would you Kevin?" "No...of course not," I responded. "But I'd better get out and get the lawn mowed first then," I said standing. "I'll be over as soon as I'm finished." ** It was almost nine o'clock by the time I had finished mowing the lawn and put the mower away. Once I had, I walked through the gate separating the two yards and walked up to the back door, knocking. Once again my heart felt like it was going to pound through my chest as I stood there. "Come in Kevin," I heard Cindy calling out towards me. I opened the screen door and stepped in, but she wasn't in the kitchen area. "I'm in the living room," she announced a second later, effectively leading me towards her. I left the kitchen stepping into the hallway, and then took a left into their living room. Sure enough she was there, dusting. But I noticed as she stood there reaching up above the curtains on tippy-toe the way she was dressed. She wore a very short pair of white shorts that molded her perfect firm ass, a hint of her almost but not quite bare ass cheeks peaking out as she stretched. But even more revealingly than that was the form fitting "wife-beater" she had on as they were often referred to. It looked in fact painted on as tight as it was, and it was obvious she didn't have a bra on beneath it. Her nipples stood out quite obviously pressing against the almost too thin material. "You wanted me to help you move things?" I asked somewhat stupidly as I stood there staring at her. She ignored my question however. "You were right, it really is going to be a hot one today isn't it?" she said wiping her brow, "Though it was a pretty hot one last night too...wasn't it?" She was fishing. I knew it, and she knew it. But there it was. I was here on the pretense of helping her to move furniture, but I knew coming over that she'd gotten me here for the specific purpose of pinning me to the wall so to speak. I thought briefly of playing stupid, pretending I had no idea what she was talking about, but then decided on an entirely different approach, answering her back without giving away the farm. Not yet anyway. "Yes...it was." I saw her smile. If we were indeed talking about the same thing, which neither one of us had yet alluded to, this could get fairly interesting. By the look in her eyes however, I then realized she was about to switch tactics. Obviously she had no intention of wasting any more time with this in that fashion. "You know I didn't ask you over here to help me move furniture," she then stated. "You didn't?" I automatically responded, feigning surprise. I should have known better. She frowned, now looking serious. "Sit down Kevin, you and I need to talk." This time I didn't play dumb, taking a seat. I could feel the perspiration on my forehead and reached up to wipe it away with the back of my hand. "Can I get you something to drink before we do?" she then asked, her features softening once again. "Ah no thanks, thank you anyway," I said more politely, now wishing she'd just get to the point and get this over with. If she was going to berate me for my being there, I was perfectly willing to accept it and give her whatever promises or guarantee's that she needed in keeping my silence as to what I'd seen. "Very well then, let's get straight to the point here. You and I both know you were there in the room, watching us." I didn't answer that verbally, though I did nod my head. Once again she smiled, pleased to see I'd at the very least admitted to my being there. "Were you shocked? Repulsed?" She paused only briefly. "Excited...horny by what you saw?" she pressed. I felt my eyes widen, looking up towards her, trying to work up enough saliva in my mouth in order to speak. "Yeah, probably a bit of all of that," I finally managed. "I ah...well, I didn't expect to see that," I said simply. "No...I bet you didn't," Cindy agreed. "But, you stayed there to watch didn't you?" she then asked, adding to that. "Just how long where you there anyway? The whole time?" "Pretty much I guess," I freely admitted, going on to explain how that had all come about, including the incident with my girlfriend Jayleen, and my car running out of gas. She sat next to me on the couch listening. "You know Kevin, it's not polite to spy on people, regardless of what they're doing. You might not agree with everything you saw, heard or watched. But we are all adults, and as long as we're all consenting adults, as far as we're all concerned, there's nothing wrong with what we were doing. Do you agree with that?" She asked. "I...I guess so," I stammered, remembering back now, the images so clearly once again coming to mind as I sat there in the dark watching the six of them fuck one another. "I'd really hate to have to tell your parents that I caught you spying on us," she seemed to be scolding me, once again looking serious. "And I still haven't decided that I shouldn't tell them anyway. I'd hate to find out that you'd gone off blabbing to all your friends and buddies about what you'd seen. You know how much something like that could hurt your mother and father, not to mention the rest of us. What we do in the privacy of our own homes is our business Kevin, do you understand that? It's not for anyone else to know, or spread the word about." I was scared now, truly worried. Fearful that she might in fact mention my being there to my parents. Dad would kill me, that would be bad enough. But the last thing I wanted to do was see my mother get hurt. And though I knew I could never again see them in quite the same light as before, I didn't love them any less. It was just a new side of their private life I hadn't known before, and needed to accept. "What can I do to assure you of the fact I'll never say anything?" I asked. That was apparently what Cindy was waiting to hear, or something similar to it anyway. She sat back straightening, a small smile once again appearing on her face. "You're right Kevin, I do need some assurance from you," she told me. "Something concrete, and not just your word, because it's too soon for me to simply trust you in that," she added making me feel even worse. "Whatever you want," I told her. "Whatever you need me to do," I assured her. "Just don't tell my folks I saw any of that," I spoke almost too softly. To my surprise, Cindy reached over, hugging me towards her. I felt my head pressed against her soft breasts, confusion now racing through my mind as I sat there being held. Moments later she released me allowing me to sit up straight again, though she continued to hold my hands in hers as she sat next to me on the couch, facing me. "What you saw were adults enjoying adult pleasures with one another..." she began. And you too are an adult now yourself," she then added referring to my legal age. "And as such, I think it's only appropriate that we handle this in an adult way, on the same level." I had no idea where she was going with any of this, but I suddenly didn't like the sound of it either. I knew there was more, and I wasn't sure I was going to like it. "I already told you...I'll do whatever, and I promise I will never mention a word of this, not to anyone. What more can I say? Do?" She took a deep breath, her eyes locked on mine. "I'm glad to hear you say that Kevin," she said speaking my name, in much the same way my own mother did whenever we had one of our heart-to-heart chats. "Because I believe that as an adult, you need to know the consequences of your actions, and that it needs to be handled in a very adult, though somewhat explicit way. That way...I will feel confident of you keeping your word and your promise, unfortunately, I need to know there's a firm commitment behind that until I'm more trusting, more confident in your word. Are you an adult Kevin? Or do I need to bring your parents into this?" Kings and Queens Ch. 02 This is a work of fiction, based loosely on the characters from a popular television series you may recognize. I do not own the series or the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I hope you enjoy the series. Please comment if you like! Kings and Queens Ch. 02 It was his turn to think. Lessons? She wants sex lessons? What an opportunity! he thought. "Um... okay. Anything in particular?" he responded. "You know – how to please you, what to do to make it new and fun." she said. "Ya mean – like – butt sex?" he asked suggestively. Carrie blushed; but answered "Yeah sure – butt sex might be a good thing to learn. Dougie has hinted that he wanted to try it, and I just couldn't. I mean, it's gotta hurt the first time, right?" she asked – again. "Like I told you before Carr, it doesn't have to be painful – unless you want it that way." he began. "You liked it when I used my tongue on you back there, right?" he asked. She nodded her agreement. "And the finger was good too, right?" he added. "Well, I don't know about that – but I guess it kinda felt good. A little weird maybe; but it didn't hurt." she replied, squirming her now tingling bottom. "I tell you what, let's give something a try – right here in the tub." he said, pulling her up and turning her around. "Just put your knees there on those padded thingies." he told her. She did as he suggested, her luscious rear end now proffered in a most lascivious way. "What are you going to do?" she asked, aware that he was staring at her asshole now. "I'm just going to give you some much-needed attention." he began. "We'll just call it your first lesson." he added, his thumbs spreading her cheeks and opening her sphincter just a bit. His lips nibbled at the sensitive flesh along her butt crack, sucking and nipping up and down the crevice while his thumbs massaged the edges of her anus. He deliberately made no contact with her wrinkled opening; but worked all around it. "Oh wow." Carrie mewled, her hips slowly writhing in involuntary circles. "Nobody's ever done anything like this before." she told him. Deacon didn't answer verbally, just bathed her cheeks with his lips and tongue, briefly lapping the wet folds of her labia, teasing at the sensitive spot between her vaginal and anal openings; but still not touching her most private portal. He switched his arm positions, sliding a thumb into her cunt and using the thumb and index finger of the other hand to spread the cheeks around her asshole. Her back arched and she yowled wantonly as his tongue made first contact with her bottom hole. He held her in place, pushing his oral intruder past the ring of muscle and into her rectal chute. "OOOOOOOOYEEEESSSSS." she moaned, loving the sensations in her backside. "that is so nasty." she grunted. Deacon reached over and grabbed the jar of special lubricant, popping the top and dipping his index finger in to gather some of the cocaine-laced jelly. Without saying a word, his tongue returned to her crotch, pushing inside her pussy this time as his finger lightly touched her sphincter. He didn't push it inside yet - he wanted her to ASK for that. She did. "Ohhhh please lover. Put your finger up my ass." she begged, pushing her bottom back against the lightly probing digit. "Come on baby, push it in there." His index finger rimmed the tender tissues of her butthole, spreading the numbing lube liberally around the opening. He watched intently as the muscle began to relax slightly, a small gape appearing. He reached over and gathered more jelly, then put the tip of his finger at the wrinkled port. "You ready for this Carrie?" he asked, teasing her by pushing just the very tip inside her. "YESSSSSS." she hissed, pushing back and trying to capture his finger. "Yes what?" he teased, rotating the finger at her nether entrance. "Put it in my butt." she replied hoarsely. Deacon fastened his lips to her clitoris, sucking hard on the erect little nubbin as he slid his index finger all the way into her clenching asshole. Her hips were a blur, wriggling wildly as he sucked her pussy and wormed his finger deep into her snug rectum. He could feel the muscles of her rear hole clenching at his finger, and slowed his ministrations to keep her from cumming too soon. "Awww come on lover. DO IT." she begged. He gathered more lube, this time with his thick middle finger, and shoved it up her butt to the hilt. "Like that girl? You want something bigger up your ass?" he taunted her. His digit worked its way in and out of her bung as his tongue drove her closer to the climactic precipice. "Ohhhh... AHHHHH... I WANNA CUM" she howled. "Not just yet girl." he said, pulling his finger from her clenching butthole and withdrawing his mouth from her dripping pussy. "Got something else you need to try." he added, reaching over and grabbing an interesting anal probe from the goody bin. The 'toy' had a slender shaft with a built-in vibrator, and the end that went in first was a bulb about three-quarters of an inch in diameter. He dipped that into the lube jar and pressed it against her anus. "Relax girl, this might be a little uncomfortable; but it's good training." he told her, applying pressure to her sphincter. "OhhhhKayyyyyy." she moaned, hoping he would get back to her clit soon. Deacon pushed and turned the intruder, watching up close as her anal pucker began to open up to accept the bulb. He flicked the switch, activating the vibrator, and watched the tender ring relax enough to take the intruder inside. "OHGAWD.... GEEZ DEAC... OHHHHHHH." she howled. Then he flipped the second switch and pushed the tool up her ass to the hilt. The second switch caused the entire shaft to move in circles, working the numbing lube into the muscles of her butthole. Then he returned to his oral ministrations at her clit. Carrie couldn't believe she had this thing up her butt, even more amazed that she liked it. She remembered that time when her first boyfriend tried to jam his cock up her ass, and she'd beaten him senseless with a baseball bat and thrown him out of the house naked – and never spoke to him again. She used to think it was just wrong. Now? My ass is on fire! Deacon could tell she was close, and began sawing the squirming, throbbing intruder in and out of Carrie's anal cavity as he sucked and licked at her clit. His free arm wrapped around her midsection, steadying her as the jolts and spasms of her orgasm ripped through her body. Her body trembled and shook, her squeals of pleasure coming in sharp yelps and screams. Then just as she thought it couldn't get more intense, he pulled the intruder out of her rectum, the bulb on the end stretching her sphincter and sending a lightning bolt of sensations through her loins. "OHGAWDAHHHHHHHHHHHH." she howled, barely noticing his finger slipping back into her bottom. His tongue brought her down as gently as he could, his index finger sliding in and out of her butthole. "My guess is that you like it, eh?" he surmised, finally withdrawing both digits from her still trembling body. "Oh FUCK that was good." she exclaimed in response. She tried to get herself up, and found her body unwilling to cooperate. "Here, let me help." he offered, easily lifting her and helping her get back to a seated position in the tub. Then he turned the pump back on and grabbed two more beers. He looked over and noticed her chest was still heaving as she recovered from the orgasm he'd given her. Her firm breasts jiggled enticingly each time another tremble came over her, and her nipples were still erect. "Lord that was incredible." she gasped. She could still feel the affects of the drug-laced lube in her bottom, and it was keeping her passion level quite high. She accepted the beer and took several short swallows. "I just might want to try – you know – butt sex." she told him. Deacon smiled. "All in good time Carrie. My cock can wait to get in there." he replied. "Let's have a brew and a smoke, then we'll go get comfie." he added, picking up the pack of cigarettes she brought and handing her one. She took the smoke and leaned forward so he could light it. "Mmmm... phhhhhh... If I ever needed a cigarette, this would be the time." she told him, chuckling at the thought of what she'd just done. He watched as she finished the smoke and chugged her brew, obviously anxious to get on with whatever he had planned. Damn this bitch is hot. What the fuck is wrong with Doug? he wondered. They both got out of the tub and dried off quickly, then Carrie took his cock in her hand and pulled him into the bedroom. When they got to the bed, she turned around to face him. "How do you want me lover?" she asked, her fingers lightly stroking his growing organ. He glanced down, noticing that the backs of her legs were up against the bed, and pushed her onto her back. His hands quickly reached down and grabbed her beneath each knee, pulling her legs up and apart and pushing her knees back until the plane of her cunt was splayed wide in front of him. He positioned the head of his cock at the still-damp opening between her legs and pushed. "Oh my gawd.... You're HUGE." she moaned as his entire length was inserted into her vagina. She'd never had anything that big in there (or so she thought), and the pressure against the walls of her cunt was intense. Deacon slowly stroked in and out of her tender box, enjoying the snugness of her wet hole and the look of pure lust on her face. He leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, licking at the stiffening nub and nibbling at it with his teeth. Her fingernails raked his back as her hips gyrated up to meet his thrusts. "Like that baby?" he hissed at her, reaching under her to find her splayed anus. "Want a little sumthin back here too?" he asked, rubbing his digit in circles around her wrinkled butthole. "Yesssssssss." she moaned, wriggling her backside in an attempt to capture the fingertip. When it didn't work, she got more specific. "Pullleeeease lover, put your finger up my ass." she pleaded. "NNHHGGGGHHHHAAAA." she groaned as she took his thick finger two inches into her bottom. Deacon maintained a controlled pace, fucking into her in a rhythm he knew would keep her interest while not pushing him too close to his own orgasm. He was bound and determined to save that for her asshole. He pulled his index finger from her behind and dipped his middle finger inside her pussy alongside his cock. Then he pulled it out and quite abruptly buried it to the hilt in her wanton bung. She howled at the intrusion; but kept pushing her hips up toward him. It was time. "You want my cock in your tight little ass, don't you bitch?" he asked, punctuating his question with a pounding thrust of his meat into her cunt. She was beyond resisting it now. "YESSSSSS FUCK MY ASS." she begged. He wasn't going to make her – or his cock – wait any longer. He slowly pulled his cock from her clenching pussy, noticing the look of disappointment on her face at the emptiness. She started to try and turn over – to present her backside to him – but he had other ideas. He grabbed her knees, holding her still. "No, let's start out this way." he told her. I want to see the look on your face when my cock goes up your tight ass he thought. Deacon reached over and got the jar of special lube, slathering a healthy coating on his cock before returning the jar to the table. Then he stroked his hand up and down the length of his penis, knowing that the numbing affect would help him last much longer in that snug hole. And I definitely want her to take it up her butt for a good long time. he thought, repositioning himself between her legs. She felt him touch the tingling hole between her cheeks, and tried to steady herself. Her whole body trembled at the thought of this act, and she briefly wanted to stop him, to resist this sodomy of her most private opening. Then she felt the head of his huge cock at her rear entrance and looked up at his face. He had a wicked smile..... Then his hips moved, slowly forcing the bulbous head past her sphincter. "AHHHGAWDEASSSY." she moaned, her hands trying to hold his hips in place. Perhaps she should have let Doug do this to her first, his dick being much smaller than Deacons. Too late for that. He focused his eyes on her face, loving the look of pain and panic as he eased six inches of his meat into her sweet tailpipe. This time he could really enjoy it, and the buttery smooth flesh in her asshole felt unbelievable. "Yeah bitch, there ya go. You can take it up your tight ass." he hissed, pulling about halfway out before sliding an additional inch into her bowels. "It'll feel great in just a little.. WHILE." he added, shoving the entire length into her backside in a single thrust. He held it inside her, reveling in the velvet grip of her rectal muscles as they spasmed wildly with the pain of his intrusion. Carrie writhed in abject agony as her bottom was abused, penetrated in the most vile way. How could she think she wanted this? Her eyes fluttered open and she saw the same wicked smile. He was really enjoying this, she could tell. Then she felt his fingers begin teasing at her clitoris, trying to get her to like it. Her eyes closed again as she felt her body betraying her. "Ohhhhh Gawd, just make me cum." she begged. "In good time girl. I'm gonna enjoy your snug little butt for a while, so you'd better just try and relax." he told her. He began stroking all eleven inches in and out of her nether port, feeling the grip of her anal ring when just the head remained inside. "Hard to believe Dougie never did this girl. Your ass is incredible." he told her. He buttfucked her with deep, steady strokes and dropped his head to take her nipples in his mouth. His fingers whipped her into a frenzy, so much that he had to stop himself to keep her from cumming. He knew the spasms in her rectum would put him over the top when she came, and he wasn't ready for that yet. She felt his massive organ pull all the way out of her bottom, leaving behind a vacuum that seemed to suck the cool air from the room up into her bowels. Then his knees were on either side of her torso, his penis brushing her lips. "Whaa... GLMPHHH." came her muffled query as he pushed his dick into her mouth. "Just get a little taste of your ass now girl. We're not finished yet." he told her, stroking about half of his length in and out of her mouth. "Cowgirl time." he said, rolling over to lay on his back. He pulled her over on top of him, his hands reaching back to squeeze her buttocks and position his cock at her anus once again. His strong hands gripped her hips and pushed, his penis pushing past her sphincter with ease this time. "OHHHHHMMMMM." she mewled as her rectum was again stretched wide to receive his cock. Again she felt the fingers at her pussy, forcing her loins to respond. Deacon lay back and let her do the work, pushing her tight butt back onto his throbbing organ. His hands molded her perky breasts, tweaking her nipples. Her face was screwed up in an intense combination of pleasure and pain. ":Yeah baby, you like it in your butt, don't you?" he asked, teasing her with a twitch of his dick. "My cock really likes it in there, really deep." he told her, suddenly gripping her hips and thrusting upward with his, burrowing his organ into her to the hilt. "Tightass little bitch." he hissed. Carrie could feel the muscles of her rectal channel spasming around his penis as she bucked up and down on him. YESSS She DID like it. she realized. "FUCK ME DEACON. FUCK MY ASS." she begged, her hips thrashing wildly as her orgasm approached. Then suddenly the intruder was withdrawn, again the emptiness. DAMMIT she thought. "Reverse cowgirl now Carrie. Turn around and sit on it." he ordered, his hands assisting with the positioning. He watched as she reached down to grasp his meat and put it back inside her hole. Then he pulled her hips down while driving his up to meet her, his organ slamming up into her trembling bowels to the hilt. "YEAH. That's my girl. Take it up your tight little asshole." he bellowed. She was in autopilot now, her body out of her control. Her hips bounced up and down, shoving his meat in and out of her nasty rearend as his fingers flipped her clit wildly. "NGNGNGNGNGNG." she yowled. Deacon let her bounce her bottom on his cock for a good fifteen minutes, total time spent in her ass so far was nearly an hour. Time for the finale – DOGGY STYLE he thought, lifting her up and off of his cock once again. His strong hands pulled her head down to his throbbing penis. "Suck it bitch. Taste your ass." he ordered, pushing it into her mouth. "A little ATM for my girl." he added, snickering at the use of the porn term for 'ass to mouth'. This time he forced it deep into her throat, making her gag and holding it there for fifteen seconds before letting her up. "Doggy style baby, ON ALL FOURS WITH YOUR ASS UP." he ordered. Carrie did as he ordered, her body tingling and throbbing at the incredible abuse he heaped on her. "OHSHITTTTT." she screamed as his dick slammed up her asshole yet again and immediately began thrusting in and out. She felt his fingers again diddling at her clitoris, and knew she wouldn't last much longer. "FUCK MY ASS YOU BASTARD!" she howled, riding a wave of passion that would last seemingly for hours. "Yeah bitch, I'll fuck your little ass for you." he hissed, looking down at the point of penetration and marveling at the distended little hole into which he was burying his meat. Then he felt her spasms begin, the velvety muscles of her rectum rippling along his length as her drove into her bottomhole. "TIGHT... FUCKING... ASSHOLE... NNNGGGGHHHHH... AHHHH... NGGGGHHHHHH." he growled, her snug channel ripping the semen from his balls and forcing it deep into her bowels. She collapsed on the bed, his body flattening her with his rigid penis held captive in the twitching confines of her ass, and they both lost consciousness for several long minutes. Carrie was awakened when she again felt his penis thrusting into her asshole. "Oh gawd, not more!" she begged; but he was well on the way to another orgasm already, and pinned her there, forcing her to take it. "Your ass is so nice, it begged me for more." he told her, moving just his hips so as not to lose control of her writhing body. "Just a little more, and then he'll be happy." he added, skewering her bunghole in quick little thrusts. When he was close, he yanked it out of her butt and quickly swung his torso up to position his cock at her lips. "Suck me dry, girl. SUCK IT." he ordered, shoving his shit-flecked meat into her mouth. Carrie just let him fuck her mouth, unable to stop him from using her this way. His hips jerked, his penis twitching her mouth as he pumped another load of cum into her. She gurgled and swallowed to get it all as he finished his ejaculation. Then he jerked his dick out of her face and slapped her now-sore bottom. "One helluva buttfuck, Carrie my girl!" he said, laughing as he padded back to the kitchen for another beer. She just lay there on her belly, sobbing softly into the pillow, wondering how she could ever look Doug in the eye again. But she knew that sex like she just had was now something she needed to get regularly. She grabbed several tissues from the box on the table, then reached back to wipe some of the semen that leaked from her ass, not wanting to make a huge mess when she got up. Deacon went into the master bedroom and donned his smoker, heading back out to the kitchen for cold one. He knew she would be out sooner or later, so he kicked back on the sofa and flipped the TV on. He reached over and grabbed Carrie's cigarette pack, pulling one out and lighting it for himself, wondering how long it would be before she got herself together. I guess getting fucked in the ass for more than an hour might have an affect on a girl. he thought, chuckling to himself. He was a bit surprised when he saw her standing in the doorway, still nude; but having washed her face and brushed her hair. Kings and Queens Ch. 02 "God, I mean... wow...." she stammered. For perhaps the first time in her life, Carrie could not think of a single thing to say. No abusive insults, no cute slams. He enjoyed seeing her in this state, he had to admit. "Come on out girl, have a smoke and a cold one." he told her, rising to go into the kitchen. He brought out two more of the pale ales, handing her one. "So you think you've had enough?" he asked suggestively. She laughed loudly, her firm titties bouncing enticingly. "Uh... Yeah. I don't think my butt can take any more today." she replied. "Well good then. We can call it a day and get on with things." he said. Carrie looked at him, an evil thought crossing her mind. "So what makes you think I won't tell Kelly about this?" she asked, crossing her legs to take away his view of her soaked pussy. "I mean she might not like that you had sex with me – that you forced me to do things I didn't want." she threatened. Deacon laughed, reaching for the remote control and turning on the video player. The scene he had cued up was in her kitchen, when she dropped to her knees and practically begged to suck his cock. "You really think anyone is going to believe I forced you?" he asked, stopping the video playback. "and there's lots more to share with Doug if you push it bitch. Like begging me to fuck you up your ass." he continued. He saw the look of panic on her face, loving that expression, and abruptly stood up. "Now – just for bringing that up, you're gonna suck my dick some more. Do a good job and maybe I won't fuck you up the ass again." he hissed, pulling his robe aside and kneeling on the chair with his crotch at her head. "SUCK" he ordered, placing the bulbous head against her tightly pursed lips. "NNNOOOOPHHHHGLG" she squealed; but that was all the opening he needed, and her words were muffled as he forced half of his dick into her mouth. "I think maybe I'll just fuck your face this time, okay bitch?" he asked, his hips shoving a good eight inches of his meat into her oral cavity, gagging her. He grabbed her ears and skull-fucked her, ignoring the strings of puke and saliva squirting from her mouth. This bitch was going to know that she was not going to win this one he thought. After ten minutes of this brutal mouth abuse his legs were getting tired. He yanked his penis out of her mouth and moved back to the sofa. "Get your ass over here and blow me bitch." he ordered. He laughed loudly as he watched her scurry over to him on all fours, taking up a position next to him on the sofa and taking his organ back into her mouth. His hand reached over and spanked her upturned bottom, once... twice... three hard smacks. Then his fingers traced the crevice between her cheeks and found her still slippery anus, and he shoved two fingers into her backside as his other hand pulled her head down onto his raging cock. "You LIKED it up your ass, didn't you bitch?" he demanded, ramming his erection into her throat. "MPHH... GLGPHHH... MYAAAPHHH" came her muffled attempt at a response. Deacon emptied his balls in her mouth again, ordering her to swallow it. Then he pushed her roughly to the floor. "Now just get your stuff and get the fuck out of here. I'll decide later if I want to share your slut video with your husband." he warned her. "B-but... you c-can't..." she stammered. "Shut the fuck up Carrie. I can do whatever the fuck I want to do here. If I decide to show the world what a slut you are, how you love it up your ass, love to swallow cum, then I will do that." he spat at her. She was shaking as she found her things, dressed, and left. Now I've really just gone and done it, haven't I! she thought. Kings and Queens Ch. 02 "Whatever you want me to do," I said once again. "Good, come with me," she said standing up, still holding my hand however as she led me out of the living room back into the kitchen area. She let go of my hand as she headed over towards the cupboards. I had no idea what she was up to, and started to take a seat. "I didn't say you could sit," she once again scolded me, as though she had eyes in the back of her head, and her tone of voice had taken on a bit of an ominous inflection in it too, though it quickly softened as she once again opened the cabinet and withdrew what appeared to be an empty mason jar. She unscrewed the lid, sitting both items down on the kitchen table next to me where I stood. I looked at her quizzically. "Jerk yourself off into the jar," she said. "What?" "You heard me, just do it." "But...why?" "Because I told you to, that's why. Because I need to know you're willing to do something I asked you to do, no matter how humiliating it might seem. I need your commitment and reassurance that you won't ever breathe a word of what you saw last night to anyone, especially your friends. Doing this, and my keeping it in the fridge as proof of that will keep me from bringing your parents into this." I was shocked, embarrassed, and uncomfortable as hell. "I'm not sure I can..." I meekly responded. "I mean, shit Cindy..." I felt my face reddening, my dick if anything growing even smaller than it was. "Your choice Kevin," she said a bit more softly now, yet still firmly waiting on my decision. I reached down unzipping my jeans. I saw a small smile cross her face as I did so. She sat back in one of the kitchen chairs watching me. I fished around inside, working my two inch dick, trying to make it come alive again. "Not like that," she scolded softly. "Take it out, in fact...take down your pants and your underwear too if you're wearing any." I wasn't, which became quickly apparent as I unbuttoned the top of my jeans allowing them to part, easily falling down around my ankles now as I stood there. At least my dick had managed to grow another inch, though I still felt wholly inadequate as I stood there. I then saw her try to stifle another smile, and once again felt embarrassed, mortified. Not so much by what I was being asked to do as much as not being able to actually do it. "Maybe a little incentive might help, would you like that?" she asked. "Yes." "Yes what?" she said her eyes hardening for a moment. "Yes please," I said obediently, almost begging her. "That's better," she replied, smiling again. And then reached up, her fingers suddenly dancing on the tips of her still hard little points as they pressed through the thin material of her tee shirt. "Does that help?" My cock grew as I stood there watching her do that. "Yes...yes it does, thank you." I added, seeing her smile in my appreciation of that, and for thanking her. "You're welcome. Now then...whenever you can manage it, but make sure you actually squirt in the jar," she reminded me. She continued to play with her nipples, though I found it still very difficult to stand there and jerk myself off, even though by now at least, my cock was nearly at full staff, fully hard while I did so. "Sorry this is taking so long," I told her. The fact I'd jerked off just a short time ago wasn't exactly something I felt like telling her about, especially under the circumstances. But as though reading my mind...she asked me. "Have you already done so...this morning?" I wasn't about to lie to her now, not at this point, and nodded my head. She sat there digesting that for a moment, and then spoke. "Where you listening to us this morning too?" she asked me pointedly. I know my eyes gave it away, her question had caught me off guard, taking me by surprise. I knew then I was walking on ice here, and any attempt on my part to deny I had been would make what was happening now even worse. "Yes, yes I did," I said just loud enough to make myself heard. "And so you got horny hearing that did you?" She pressed. "Yes...I did." "Did you hear us cum Kevin? Did you hear your mother and I climax? Fucking ourselves with the bananas? You knew we were using those too didn't you?" I nodded my head, still stroking my cock, though it was now as hard as it had ever been before. "Could you hear the slippery wet juices coming out of our cunts? Could you hear the two of us fucking our pussies, making one another so wet, so juicy and hot?" "Yes, yes...fuck yes!" I said pounding my meat, looking at her as she now lifted up her tee shirt up and over her exquisite breasts, baring them to me as she went back to fondling herself, pulling on her nipples. "So...after you heard us, you went back to your room to jerk off did you?" "Yes," I said again, feeling the pleasure now building deep inside my balls, the fear of no longer being able to come a thing of the past. "So where did you come Kevin? Did you grab a cum-hanky, or a sock perhaps? Or a tissue?" "No. I didn't." I admitted, almost gritting my teeth. I saw a look of bemused surprise in her expression as she stood there watching me fisting my prick. "So what did you do?" she asked, her hand suddenly worming down beneath the hem on her shorts, her button undone giving her access though I saw nothing more than that. "I came." "Where?" "On the floor...across the floor. A lot!" I watched for a moment as she quietly finger-fucked herself, though it was only the movement of her doing so that I could see. She had closed her eyes however as though seeing me standing there in my room, jerking off while she wormed her hands and fingers around inside herself. A few seconds later she opened them looking at me, and moaned. "Ready to come again Kevin?" "Yes...yes I am." "In the jar Kevin," she reminded me. "Pick it up." I did, placing it over the end of my dick. "Go ahead Kevin...squirt in the jar." I grunted, felt the first pleasured release of my prick as it spurt. A second, followed by a third spat into the jar, but no more. She watched, and then frowned shaking her head. "Not enough Kevin, not nearly enough. But I guess I shouldn't be too surprised, since you've already come once this morning too." Cindy removed her hand from her pants, taking the jar away from me, screwing on the lid. There was barely any sperm sitting in the bottom of the oversized jar. She held it up looking at it. "Nope...not enough, not nearly enough, guess you'll just have to come back and do it again later," she said walking it over to the fridge and placing it inside on one of the shelves. I stood there looking at her with a dumbfounded expression on my face. She closed the door looking at her watch. "Shall we say about eleven thirty then? Think you can manage another one by then?" "I think so...yes," I said still in a state of shock that this wasn't over with yet. "What about Bob?" I then asked looking over towards the refrigerator. "What if he sees that and asks what it is?" She kept a straight face as she spoke. "Well, I guess you'd better hope he doesn't look in there and ask me. I'd have to tell him now wouldn't I? And I'm pretty sure he wouldn't keep quiet and not say something to your dad about last night if I'm forced into telling him. So...until I'm satisfied there's enough proof in there, then you'll just have to keep coming back until I'm sure that there is...now won't you?" Once again, I could only nod my head as I reached down zipping my jeans as I pulled them back up again. "Be on time, your father, and my husband usually are back by noon, so we won't have too much time to waste the next time," she informed me. "Hopefully by then, you will have a bit more cum to add to your jar," she said smiling. "See you then?" I walked out the door heading back to the house. Mom had already left to do the grocery shopping, which I was pleased to discover. At least that would give me some time to run home, sit down at my computer and pour through a few porn sights. Though the images I now had of last night and this morning, not to mention only a short time ago now, would go a long ways to adding to my hopefully much larger discharge. To my surprise, I was hard stiff and straight even before I'd made it back to my room, and I still had over an hour and a half yet before I was expected back. I could hardly wait. ** Kings and Queens Ch. 03 By the time eleven thirty rolled around, I was horny as hell and as hard as a fucking rock! Suddenly, the idea of standing there jerking myself off while Cindy watched wasn't nearly as traumatic as I'd first imagined it. Hell...even doing just that much had been a hell of a lot more than I'd even experienced with Jayleen! I was half tempted to simply take my dick out, strut across the yard from ours to hers, with my cock sticking out, though I didn't. Once again I knocked, this time she was in the kitchen waiting for me. I didn't bother waiting to be told to take it out however, already unzipping my cut off jeans, my prick standing up stiff and proud as I walked over and stood by the table. She actually grinned upon seeing me. "Glad to see you're over your shyness," she told me opening the door to the refrigerator and withdrawing my cum-jar, sitting it down on the table next to me. "I guess you don't need any incentive?" she asked teasingly. "Oh, no...I'd still appreciate that too, please..." I added seeing her smile appreciatively. She hadn't changed her clothing, still wearing those almost too short shorts, and that painted on tee shirt, though like me, she simply reached down pulling it up and over her head, revealing those gorgeous tits of hers to me almost immediately. "Think you've got a bit more cum in those big fat balls of yours this time?" she asked hotly actually reaching over to fondle them briefly while I stood there. "No doubt about it," I answered back, reasonably sure there would be a bit more than the last time, though still probably not as much as the first time I'd come this morning. But for three times in one day, I was feeling pretty good about that anyway. "Good, though we'd better hurry, the guys should be back any time now," she reminded me. I felt a miniscule worried twinge in my dick for a moment as I pondered that, but then seeing Cindy as she went back to cupping her breasts, once again tweaking those incredibly hard nipples, any thoughts I had about Bob and my dad coming back soon quickly left my thoughts. "Fuck Cindy, you've got great looking tits!" I told her. She smiled at that. "Better than Laurels? Or your mothers?" she asked toying with them. "Well, Laurel might have bigger boobs, but they're certainly not as nicely shaped as yours are. And as for mom...well, you two are damn similar in size and shape, so I'd have to say I sort of like them equally as much." Once again Cindy laughed. "What about your girlfriend? Jayla, was it?" "Jayleen," I corrected. "Sort of I guess, though I've never really seen them, I've only felt them a couple of times at the drive in, and once when we went for a drive up the mountains." "You mean...you haven't done anything else with her besides that?" "No," I said sheepishly, almost losing a little bit of my erection, though Cindy quickly corrected that by suddenly undoing her shorts, letting them fall down around her own ankles as she stepped out of them. Now wearing nothing more than the tiniest of very brief thongs that barely hid her pubic mound. "So you mean to tell me, you've never even seen a woman's pussy? Or touched one?" "Well, I have watched some porn, but...until last night, I'd actually never seen a woman's pussy before. And no...I never have actually touched one...yet," I added somewhat hopefully. I heard her snicker at that. "Well don't get your hopes up with me either honey," she said teasingly. "Bad enough I'm allowing you to see this much, this is supposed to be a punishment, not a reward," she reminded me. "And I don't think that letting you cop a feel would be considered much of a punishment now would it?" "No...I guess not," I said somewhat dejectedly, though standing here jerking myself off, looking at an almost entirely naked, and very attractive older woman didn't seem like much of a real punishment either. But I wasn't about to tell her that. "Come on sweetie...you'd better hurry things up a little, they should be home any minute now," she warned me, once again giving me pause, though she almost made it worse when she added. "And even if they do...you can't quit until you have, so you'd better fucking hurry." I didn't take her as being serious. I mean shit, no fucking way she'd want me to stand there in her kitchen with my dick out stroking myself with Bob and dad walking in...or would she? Suddenly, I wasn't really sure about that. After what I had recently learned, I guess anything was possible. I soon felt the first tingle however, and smiled inwardly, I wasn't that far away now, and getting closer and closer to tossing another nice load any second now, which is when we both heard Bob's car pulling up in the drive. Almost immediately I reached down for my pants. "Oh no you don't!" Cindy almost shouted. "I told you I was serious. Either you cum now for me, squirt it in my jar, or you can stand here with your hard dick sticking out and explain to your father and my husband why it is. Once again...your choice!" I couldn't believe my ears! She was fucking serious! I stood there looking out the kitchen window as my father and Bob opened the car doors stepping out. Beside me, Cindy had struggled back into her shorts, and pulled her skintight top back on, no longer naked, though sultry still. But it was me who was standing there in the middle of her kitchen with my own jeans around my ankles, hard cock in hand as I held the end of the mason jar, which still contained my earlier spending inside it as I furiously pumped my prick. Once again beads of sweat appeared on my brow, Cindy stepping around behind me, pressing her breasts against my back, though looking out the window with me now. "Better hurry, they'll be coming in soon," she announced unnecessarily. I groaned in frustration. That warning tingly had evaporated, I wasn't back to square one, but I certainly wasn't nearly as close to coming either. When Bob and my father walked around towards the back of the car, I nearly bolted, but then realized they were giving me a momentary reprieve as Bob opened the trunk of his car in order to retrieve their golf clubs. "Fuck!" I moaned now pounding my prick harder and faster than I ever had before in my entire life, but at least once again I felt the tingle...felt the beginning of my release just as Bob shut the trunk, turned, waving at my father as he began walking across the yard back to our place. Almost relieved, I felt the first spurt of my cum leap from my prick into the jar as I held it there. Even though I was, it was already too late, Bob had nearly reached the porch, there would be no time for me to put my jeans on again and do them up on time, not to mention trying to explain the jar I was holding. To my surprise, Cindy met her husband at the door. "Honey? Would you mind grabbing the paper? I forgot to bring it in this morning," she told him. "Thanks baby," she said in response to his reply, though I hadn't heard it. The only thing I knew, she'd given me just enough time to replace the jar, handing it to her, and then pulling my jeans back up only moments before Bob came inside, carrying his clubs along with the paper. He looked over towards me in surprise at finding me standing there. "Oh...hi Kevin, what brings you over here?" He asked curiously. Cindy had just finished closing the door to the fridge and turned to answer him before I did. "I didn't know for sure what time the two of you would be back," she told her husband. "I asked Kevin if he'd come over and give me a hand with the furniture in the spare room, but...since you're home now," she said smiling sweetly. Bob rolled his eyes, shaking his head. "I knew we should have played eighteen," he said grinning, though he reached over roughing up my hair. "Don't worry Kevin, I'll take it from here," he then said laughing. "I'm sure you've got more important things to do that hang around and help some MILF move furniture." "I'm sorry...what?" Once again he laughed, as did Cindy. "Milf? Haven't you heard the term before?" he asked laughing at me rather than with me now. I had, but I couldn't believe he'd just said that. "You know...mothers I'd like to," "Now Bob," Cindy said cutting him off. "You're embarrassing the poor boy here. Maybe he doesn't have a thing for older women like a lot of young kids do these days, and besides, even if he did, you think he'd actually admit that to you?" she asked turning back towards me, winking at me. I wanted to die. "Now, hurry up and change clothes so you can help me," she told Bob ushering him out of the kitchen, and then turning towards me speaking before he'd actually left. "And thanks for coming anyway Kevin," she then added. There was no mistaking what it was that she'd meant by that. "You're welcome, ah...Mrs. Matthews," I answered back a bit formally. I heard Bob chuckling down the hallway as he opened the closet door putting his clubs away. "Mrs. Matthews," he said still laughing to himself, not knowing I had heard him perhaps, as I turned all but racing out the back door. "Kevin?" Cindy said stopping me dead in my tracks, I turned looking at her. "I think one more, shall we say four o'clock?" she said smiling. "Bob should be taking his afternoon nap by then, provided we get the room switched around. I'll make sure he's plenty tired and ready for his nap," she again winked. "See you then?" I nodded my head, and then sprinted across the yard before anything else could happen. Little did I know. ** It wasn't all that uncommon for mom and dad to occasionally get together and have a quickie during the weekend. Usually however they merely headed upstairs to their room and closed the door. It wasn't like I didn't know what was going on, but I didn't really have to think about it. Now, after what I'd seen, not only was I more aware of what they were doing, I could actually see them in my mind's eye too. And I still wasn't sure how I felt about that one either. The problem for me was, they weren't upstairs in their room, they'd gone into the recreation room, effectively blocking off the only way I had of getting into mine. I had entered in through the back door, heard them giggling almost immediately, and once again froze in place. It was becoming a very bad habit of mine. "You're so naughty!" I heard mom saying. "You know honey, Kevin could come walking in any moment now," she told my father, though I then heard the sound of his zipper being pulled down. "Well if we hurry maybe we'll still have time before he does," Dad informed her. "And besides, we'll hear the back door opening if he does, I'll have plenty of time to reach the bathroom before he finds us," Dad assured her. I wasn't about to tell them it was already too late for that. "And besides, you're the one who told me he'd gone over to help Cindy move some furniture around, even with Bob and I coming back, I'm willing to bet Bob's already gone up to take his nap, leaving it up to Kevin to help her instead of him having to do it. And on top of that...I'm also willing to bet our son's enjoying himself while he helps her. I know I've seen the way he's looked at her in the past, and I know you must have seen it too." For the second time in as many minutes, I wanted to die again. Mom laughed, though it sounded more like a gurgle as she did, and then a mumble as she spoke, though finally speaking a bit more clearly. Visions of her removing dad's cock from her mouth coming to mind. "Yeah, Cindy does seem to enjoy teasing the poor boy, gets a kick out of it too I think. But it seems pretty harmless, innocent all in all. I'm sure he ogles her just enough to get a little jerk off material out of it, but beyond that," she left off saying as I once again heard her go back to slathering my dad's dick. "Fuck!" I moaned silently to myself, "Jerk off material?" "Oh that's nice babe," dad moaned pleasurably. "You still suck dick better than even Cindy does." "Or Laurel?" Mom asked teasingly, once again mumbling a bit. "I'd think with all your afternoon lunch hour practice in your office, she'd be getting better at it after all this time." More thoughts and images filling my head. "Jesus dad...at work too?" "Yeah, even her too," Dad chuckled. "No worse than thinking about you and Cindy going down on one another while I am at work," he told her. "Fuck...just seeing the two of you together gets me hot. I hope we don't have to wait an entire week before we do something again either," he said hopefully. "Matter of fact babe, we've been invited over to their place later on this evening for a BBQ, though Kevin's been invited over too of course. I'm sure that after dinner, he'll want to scoot off and go see his girlfriend or something, but then, after that...I'm sure that Cindy and I can put on a very naughty show for the two of you. Now...unless you'd like to save this for later, you'd better let me finish sucking you off before Kevin comes home." I eased my way back towards the door, hoping that if and when the time came, I'd appear to have just arrived, giving my folks plenty of warning after entering. Or so I hoped anyway. I could still hear the two of them going at it however, or rather mom as dad merely grunted out his climax a few minutes later. I counted to three, giving him that much time to enjoy it, and then opened the door letting it slam behind me. I held my breath and walked through the kitchen, even pausing to open the door to the refrigerator first as though looking for something to drink before continuing on. Sure enough, mom came in behind me looking a bit flustered as I turned around holding a coke in my hand that I really didn't want. "How'd it go?" she asked. "Oh, ok I guess. She sent me home for the time being, I guess Bob's going to help her finish moving things around. I did say I'd come back in a little while and help out if she needed me to," I added trying to lay the ground work for my needing to go over there again. "That's sweet of you," mom smiled, though I couldn't help but wonder now if she wasn't thinking I wanted to go back over there for other reasons. Jerk off material. "Anyway...a bit tired myself now, thought I'd lie down and take a bit of a nap too," I told her, and certainly a shower. "Oh, before you do that, just so you know, your dad's in the bathroom at the moment, so you might want to wait a while." "Why my bathroom? Why not his?" I asked, though I damn well knew the reason for that. But I didn't want them knowing I was suspicious, or actually knew why. "It was closer," mom feigned giving me a funny look. So I let it go at that. "Great, next time I'll go stink up his bathroom see how he likes it," I stated and then headed on into my own room. I'd barely gone inside and closed the door when I heard dad come out. He hadn't even flushed. Dad wasn't nearly as good at covering up things as mom was. Even so, I waited a while before going in to finally shower. I stood there under the hot scathing water for what seemed like an eternity. Surprisingly, my dick got hard again even without me having to touch it. As scared as I'd been, standing there watching myself squirt into that fucking jar with Bob no more than a few feet away while I did, had been one of the most exciting moments of my entire life. Four o'clock couldn't come fast enough. ** I'd just barely gotten out of the shower when my cell phone rang. Picking it up, I was a bit surprised, but damn pleased to see it was Jayleen calling me. "You ok?" I asked. "What happened anyway?" "Yeah, I'm fine," she said not sounding at all fine, but continuing. "I can't talk long, I'm with mom at the store, but I told her I needed to use the restroom, have been dying to call you." "I figured as much, after what happened, I didn't dare call you myself until I heard from you...now what?" "Well, I finally got it through to my mother that I am eighteen after all, and old enough to decide things for myself. Took a while, but I think I've managed to convince her what I do is my choice. She's thinking about it. But she'll have to be the one to get my father to think differently too." "What now then?" I asked curiously. "Well, it may take a few days, but I'm sure as hell not going to go that long before seeing you again either, which is why I called. You don't have any plans tonight do you?" she asked. I thought about telling her about the barbeque I'd been invited to, though I actually hadn't been invited to it either, not officially anyway. "Nothing really, why?" "So you will be home later then? Late? I mean really, really late?" "Yes of course I will...what else would I be doing without you?" I answered back. I could hear the smile in her voice. "Good, don't exactly wait up for me, but was wondering...can you still get in and out of that window you told me about?" "Sure, why?" "Like I said," she continued on without explaining further. "Just look for me, don't know when I'll get there...but I will, gotta go...bye!" And with that she hung up the phone before I could say anything more. "Holy shit!" I said to myself. "What the hell's going on? Is there a full moon or something?" And then I laughed, realizing that there was, though I didn't think any of this had anything to do with that. Still... I took a nap, or at least tried to, rolling over periodically to look at the clock on my nightstand as it crawled through the minutes. I waited until it read 3:50, deciding that was close enough. This time I threw on a tee shirt along with my cut off jeans before heading back into the kitchen. Sure enough, mom was on the phone when I entered. She waved at me even as she spoke, letting me know to wait for a moment. I sat down next to her at the table, anxiously impatient. "You sure you don't need us to bring anything besides that?" she asked. "Ok, see you about seven then," she finished hanging up. "That was Cindy, we're all going over to their place later for a barbeque, so don't make any plans before then," she informed me. "And...she also said she's waiting for you to come over and help her finish putting the room back together. Bob helped her finish moving, but immediately went up for his nap after doing that. She could use the help." "I was just headed over there now," I told mom, once again seeing her give me that curious look. "What?" I found myself asking. "Oh nothing...just something your father said earlier," she told me once again smiling a bit secretively. "Just that you seem more willing to do things for Cindy than you are around here," she then added though I could tell that she hadn't meant that in a bad way. If anything, she was just letting me know that she and dad had some thoughts regarding my reasons for possibly hanging around her so much. "Oh mom...it's not like that, Cindy, Mrs. Matthews," I said correcting myself, "Is more like a second mother to me in a way. I don't mind doing things for her, any more than I mind doing things for you, and I don't think of her in certain ways either just in case you're wondering." "You don't?" She asked honestly surprised. "She does dress a bit more provocatively than I do, so why wouldn't you? Only normal." "Like I said mom...she reminds me of you, and I certainly don't run around thinking thinks like that about you either. And besides...I do have a girlfriend you know." "Which reminds me, you know that Jayleen's welcome over here," she informed me. "Don't see her come over very often, she afraid of us?" she asked. "It's not that, it's her parents. Let's just say they're a bit more over protective of their daughter, a bit more strict if you will. Now that she's finally eighteen, maybe they'll lighten up a bit, and then perhaps she'll be able to come over a bit more often." With that, I stood giving mom an affectionate kiss on the cheek and darted out the back door before she could say anything else. I needed to, my dick was already starting to form a tent against the front of my pants and the last thing I needed her to see, was that. Kings and Queens Ch. 03 This is a work of fiction, based loosely on the characters from a popular television series you may recognize. I do not own the series or the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I hope you enjoy the series. Please comment if like! Kings and Queens Ch. 03 "Thanks stud." she said, smiling broadly as her fingers lightly stroked his penis. "Let's get this guy cleaned up first. I hate sucking a dirty dick." she said, laughing softly. She pulled him over to the sink that was so conveniently provided, grabbing a clean washcloth and running the water to get it warm. "This will only take a minute lover." she told him, leaning over to give him a quick kiss on the lips. Danny stood there, feeling his cock grow as she washed and rinsed his penis and testicles thoroughly, drying his genitals gently with the soft towel. He looked down at her. It was obvious she enjoyed this part of her job, and was very good at it. The touch of her fingers was very sensual, and she made a point of directing her warm breath at his exposed privates as she dried the nooks, crannies, and crevices carefully. Then she reached over and took a small bottle, pouring out a generous amount of a liquid with a very exotic fragrance on her hand. She applied it to his now turgid organ, stroking it up and down before adding a coating to his balls. Kara looked up at her customer. "Feel nice honey?" she asked, letting a finger drift back to tease at his anus. "Oh yeah baby. Real nice." he replied, his hips jerking in anticipation. She pulled away slowly. "Why don't we go over there and get comfie." she suggested, pointing to a double bed with a satin spread in the corner of the room. Kara gently grasped his penis and pulled him along, letting him sit on the bed. "Just lay back and let me get things started loverboy." she told him, pushing him back until he was in the position she wanted. Danny let her move him around with her soft hands, then watched as she removed her skirt and panties before returning to him. She expertly used her fingers to stimulate him, brushing lightly over his chest as she dragged her long blonde hair along his flesh. His dick spasmed as she teased the shaft with her hair and fingers, then he felt her lips nibbling along his length. She set her breasts on either side of his cock and gently pressed them inward with her hands, gripping his penis in the soft valley between her tits. His hips jerked upward, but she was ready for it. "Just relax now, big boy. Let me do my job." she said, reaching her tongue out to quickly lap at the head of his organ. "Trust me lover, I know what you want." she added, cupping his balls and taking the head into her mouth for the first time. "Gawd yessssss." he moaned, letting his hands roam her soft flesh as she performed a most exquisite fellatio. His fingers gently tweaked at her nipples, bringing them to erect stiffness before roaming down over her hip to discover the baby-soft skin of her backside, but he couldn't quite reach his objective. He could feel her lips nibbling their way down his organ, her tongue swirling around the head as she sucked. "Awwww baby suck it." he told her, his hips jerking up to push more of his meat into her willing mouth. She gagged; but only a little. Kara pulled her lips from his dick with a loud plop. "Easy there lover – or should I call you Danny?" she asked. "I can make this last a good long time if you will let me." she told him. Danny looked down and watched as she took his cock back into her mouth, her body squirming to reposition her pussy for easier access. He reached over to fondle her buttocks, letting his fingers drift down the crack between them, over her anus to find her damp slit. She moaned and worked her lips down to the root of his member as he slipped a finger inside her and began sliding it in and out. "Let me have a taste." he said hoarsely, pulling her legs to move her into a sixty-nine position. His tongue quickly found her pussy, lapping along the tender vulva and pushing the lips aside to expose her clit. "Mmmphhh ohhhh glagphhhh" she mumbled, sucking wildly on his throbbing meat. She felt his finger dip into her cunt, drawing her fluids out to deposit them at her anal port. She pulled her head off of his penis briefly. "Just a finger back there please." she asked, immediately resuming her fellatio as she felt him insert the tip of his digit in her asshole. She enjoyed a finger in her butt, as long as it wasn't brutal. Danny worked feverishly at her clit with his tongue, watching his finger slowly disappear into her tight little asshole. Each time he pushed it into her bottom she responded by deep-throating his cock. She was perfect! Then suddenly she was gone, heaving herself up and off of him. "Come on Danny, let's fuck." she begged, lying down on her back with her legs spread suggestively. "Put it in my hot pussy." she added, lifting her knees and pulling them back toward her chest. He dropped to his knees between her thighs, positioning the head of his organ at her waiting opening and pushing inside. "Yeah baby, your pussy is so fucking hot." he told her, sliding his dick into her to the hilt. Then he began stroking into her, the pace guided by her hands on his hips. "Fuck me Danny-boy, fuck me nice and slow." she groaned, writhing her hips as she pulled him into her. She appreciated when a customer didn't have a huge pole, as her vagina was pretty snug. This was only the fifth time she'd done this; but bringing in an extra grand every month could be a good thing. He screwed her for about ten minutes before pulling out, to her disappointment. "Whaa...?" "I want doggy-style baby. Flip over and stick your ass up here." he told her, kneeling and ready. He watched her quickly follow his request, her perfect backside now displayed for his pleasure. He wasted no time in pushing his cock back into her pussy, his hands grabbing her hips to hold her in place as he fucked her. "Oh yeah baby, I love doggy style. FUCK ME." she yowled, pushing her hips back to force his organ deep inside her vaginal canal. Then she felt that finger against her bottomhole again. "Remember, just a finger back there. Don't get any ideas." she said. She felt his digit impale itself in her rectum in a single motion. "Ahhhh... easy back there Danny... easy." she begged. Danny was getting close, and he wanted her to cum too. He figured shoving a finger up her butt might just do the trick for her, so he got busy matching thrusts of his dick in her cunt with his finger in her asshole. He could feel the velvety smooth muscles of her rectal chute gripping his digit, and looked down to watch as he withdrew his index finger and replaced it with his thumb. "Yeah baby, cum for me." he told her, pumping his cock into her hard and fast as his thumb gouged and twirled in her backside. "Ohhhhhh Gawwwdddd I'm CUMMING." she squealed, her hips thrashing wildly as she felt his cock spasming inside her. "FUCK ME DANNY." she howled "CUM INSIDE MY TIGHT PUSSY." Danny felt his semen boil, roaring from his balls to spurt into her spasming cunt in blast after satisfying blast. He wriggled his thumb in her asshole, feeling it through the thin membrane between her rectum and vagina as he filled her with his jizm. "Oh gawd baby, oh gawd.... So good." he groaned, They lay there for a few minutes catching their breath. Kara looked at him, brushing her fingers lightly against his cheek. "Good stuff lover. Maybe we can do this again some time." she said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips before jumping up and pulling on the 'waitress uniform'. "Gotta get back to work. Take your time and come out when you're ready." she told him. "And thanks Danny. You were great." she added, twitching that hot ass as she headed for the door. Danny got up and pulled on his clothes, carefully tucking his tender cock back inside his tight jeans. Well, it was better than not getting' laid he thought. He left the room quietly and went into the men's room, splashing his face with cold water and taking a piss before heading back out to the bar area. This time he took a spot at the bar, ordering another beer from Kara who was taking the place of the bartender on break. She smiled and gave him a wink. "Hey big guy, back for another round?" she asked, placing a mug beneath the spigot and pulling the handle. He had to try not to look at her body, having just had sex with her; but her curves were pretty difficult to ignore. Damn she's hot. he thought. He picked up the mug and hoisted it toward her. "Thanks baby." he said, returning her wink. Then he drank half the pint in one pull, finishing it with the second. Then, without looking at her, he spun off the stool and headed toward the door. "See ya next time." he said – and he meant it. Kings and Queens Ch. 03 ** My cum jar was already sitting on the kitchen table when I came in. At least this time it looked a little fuller than the last time I'd seen it, and with any luck, more so after this time. At least I'd had a bit longer between "jerk offs" to build up some reserves, or so I hoped anyway. And especially when I saw Cindy standing there, she was already naked, or mostly anyway, still wearing her cute little black thong and nothing else. "Don't worry, Bob's sound asleep upstairs. I'd told him I'd wake him when it was time to get up and get ready for the barbeque, you are coming aren't you?" she asked. "God, I hope so!" I quipped meaning something else, just as she had earlier. She laughed at that and blushed. "Tell you what, as a sign of trust, I'll even do it for you myself this time, if you'd like that," she told me. "Fuck! Seriously?" I said in disbelief. Once again, even Jayleen hadn't done that for me yet. Cindy's would be the first hand besides my own...well, and very possibly my mother's when I was younger, but that didn't count. This was something else entirely. "Only if you'd like that," she stated smiling. "Oh yeah, hell yeah," I told her, as she began to unbutton my cutoffs, and then unzip my fly. Once again, my shorts fell down around my ankles almost immediately, my prick hard and stiff already waving, throbbing at her excitedly. "How about I treat you to something else?" she then added as she turned heading back over towards the fridge. I didn't bother asking, I just waited...wondering. I enjoyed the scenery too much for one thing as she leaned over looking inside. Her near perfect ass with the thinnest of black strips wedged between her ass cheeks caused my prick to bounce, throbbing with a mind of its own. She stood up, in her hand what appeared to be a tub of Cool Whip. "You're kidding me," I said looking at her. She simply smiled however, popped open the lid, and scooped out a generous helping of the white frothy cream, seconds later she was lathering my dick with it. For the third time that day, I wanted to die. Only this time...I thought I had already died and gone to heaven. Once again I stood there in the middle of her kitchen floor, only this time, it was her hand that was slowly stroking my rock hard shaft. And much to my surprise, the Cool Whip felt better than anything I'd ever used before, and I made a mental note of it for the next time mom went shopping. This was one I was reasonably sure even mom and dad hadn't tried. "Fuck Cindy, that feels... so... damn... good!" I just managed to say with every stroke of her hand. There were no worries about me coming this time, if anything...just the opposite, I was now worrying about coming too soon!" "You can play with my tits if you want to," she then said as she stood there in front of me holding my dick. "Shit, why didn't someone tell me it was Christmas?" I said. "I've gotten everything I've ever wanted!" I said glibly, excited as hell, though she laughed at my comment. "Everything?" she asked. "Well...almost everything," I answered back, though I had placed my hands over her beautiful breasts, feeling their weight, lifting them in my hands and then fingering her nipples. "But this...is certainly good enough for now," I then added sighing pleasurably. "Just remember...in the jar, so tell me," she said. "Don't worry...I think you'll know. But yes...I will," I promised her. Already the sensation of my dick exploding was starting to be felt, especially when one of her hands cupped my tight ball sack, giving it a gentle caressing little feel. "Oh fuck!" I moaned a bit too loudly perhaps, but she didn't seem too concerned about it when I did. "Feel good does it?" "Oh hell yes." "Like the way my titties feel in your hands?" "Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!" I answered back. And then asking in return. "You like the way they feel in my hands?" "Hmm, very much so yes. If you weren't my best friend's son, I might consider doing something more," she said teasingly. "Oh yeah? Like what?" "Maybe...letting you see, even actually touch my pussy some time. Would you like that?" My answer came in the form of a huge gushing squirt. Several of them in fact. "Ooops!" I stood there watching discharge after delicious discharge splashing against her bare breasts, to my surprise, she didn't seem to mind it all that much. At least she wasn't mad at me for having done so. "Pick up your jar," she told me then. "Might as well add the rest of it to this," she informed me. I did as she asked, pouring out the contents of my two earlier ejaculations, watching it as it ran down between her tits, joining the fresh tracers I'd just splattered against her. "Now...there's enough cream to give my tits a worthwhile cum lotion massage," she informed me. "That's your payment," she then added. "But it's not the last one either. I may very well have you do this again next weekend," she smiled as I quite happily began working in all that cum cream into her soft smooth skin. After today, I didn't think things would ever quite be the same again. Truer words were never spoken. The night was far from being over with yet. ** Kings and Queens Ch. 04 To be perfectly honest, I wasn't all that enthusiastic about spending my entire evening at our neighbors place for a barbeque. Though all that changed five seconds after I'd gone over there. Mom AND dad had actually shooed me out of the house earlier than we were actually expected, under the pretense of sending me over to help out where I could in preparation for it. I immediately assumed they had ulterior motives for that however, and didn't want me hanging around. So I went. Only a little surprised to see me so soon, Cindy immediately put me to work however carrying out plates, silverware and glasses. I'd noticed upon arriving she was wearing an extremely short skirt. Not that it didn't look damn good on her mind you, it was the fact she was even in a skirt rather than shorts that surprised me. I'm not sure I'd ever seen her wear a skirt before, especially around the house. And then minutes later, I found out why. Bob stood inside the kitchen tenderizing and marinating the steaks. Handing me a tablecloth to cover the patio table with, I followed Cindy outside to begin helping her set up. One of the chairs was askew sitting out in the yard, and she promptly went over to pick it up, bending over as she did so. I noticed immediately, she didn't have any panties on, but it wasn't even that which was obvious, but something else which was even more so. There was a blue colored something hanging out of her pussy, or the end of it anyway. Having set the chair upright and back into its place around the table, she looked at me and smiled, realizing I had seen whatever it was that was inside her cunt. "Like it?" she asked wickedly. "I sure do!" "What the hell is it?" I asked, hearing her laugh as I asked her the question. "Same thing your mother will have inside of her too," she told me secretly, winking. "A remote control vibrator. It's not on...yet, but it soon will be," she once again grinned. "And even though it's not on at the moment, just having it inside me as I move about is making me horny as hell." "Me too," I thought to myself without saying it. "Remote control?" I did ask. "Yeah, only get this...your dad has the remote to mine, and Bob has the remote to the one your mother will be wearing. They'll be in charge of whatever tingles, tickles, or outright pussy vibrations they want us to feel. There are six different sized settings for each, and then four different pulsations for each of those six settings. So there's no idea which one's we'll feel, or whenever we'll feel them. That's part of the game. And even more so...with you're being here while they do it. Obviously, you're really not supposed to know any of this, but now...under the circumstances, since you do, you can look for the obvious signs in your mother and I whenever the boys feel like teasing us with them while they're in us." "Fuck Cindy, you mean mom's got one of those inside her pussy too?" I actually did ask aloud. "No wonder mom and dad shooed me out of the house early, I bet they're fooling around with it right now." "Maybe they are," Cindy smiled as she walked over and took the silverware from my hands and began placing them on the table. But the skirts have other reasons too," she now added. We've got a bet going this evening," she whispered conspiratorially. "What bet?" I asked curiously feeling my erection suddenly growing, though I realized almost as quickly, this could present a problem for me during the course of the evening, especially now. "They bet one another twenty bucks, that they could somehow manage to slip their dicks inside us if we were to do this...wear skirts without anyone knowing it at some point during the evening. We were going to just do it here amongst ourselves, though John and Laurel as well as Mike and Doreen are going to be here too," she told me. The idea was, to try and do it without getting caught by any of them, and obviously if they did catch us, no harm no foul, all part of the fun. But your dad decided to make it even more interesting by having you here too, a bit more dangerous an attempt so to speak. So, now that you know, I thought I'd make it fun for you. If you do catch either one of them doing it, wink at me. If you're correct, I'll pay you the twenty bucks instead, how's that sound?" I laughed. "Great, now I'm actually getting paid to spy on everyone," I commented shaking my head. I was half inclined to think everyone was off the deep-end here, but the more I thought about it, the more I rationalized it, making some sense out of it at least. I could actually begin to understand the element of danger and excitement involved, and could see why they might actually enjoy trying to do that. "Just so you know, your dad's pretty damn good at this game," she told me. "Last time, he managed to slip it to both of us during the course of the evening, in full view of everyone here, and no one ever did call him on it either," she stated. "Just so you know." I was learning more and more about my parents by the moment, and all of it surprising. "Still, can't believe mom would do that with my being here," I told her. "Well, because you are, she might not make herself too available while you are here," Cindy admitted. "She may very well wait to do so until after dinner before allowing either Bob or your father to actually slip it inside her and let them. But...you never know. If the opportunity presents itself, she just might. Sometimes your mom's even kinkier in that way than the rest of us are." "What about the others?" I asked. "Oh they play it too," she told me. "When we go over to their place. This time, they're on our court, so it's up to them to catch the four of us at it." "Oh, I see...I think," I said still shaking my head, especially when I saw my parents walking over, mom wearing the shortest mini skirt I think I'd ever see her wearing before. "Thanks for sending Kevin over to help out," Cindy said meeting them as they approached, giving mom an affectionate kiss on the cheek, though I also noticed she'd given one of mom's breasts a quick little grab too as she did so. I looked away pretending not to notice, but it was once again becoming awkwardly dangerous for me not to notice the slightly larger bulge inside my jeans. Admittedly, as weird as it was thinking about it, the fact that mom also had a very similar vibrator nestled inside her pussy at the moment was a bit more exciting than I cared to admit to. Just then Bob came outside carrying the steaks he'd prepared, with the other friends of theirs who'd also come over, and who I hadn't met before. They were a bit surprised to see me there as mom greeted them, whispering to them both, before introducing me. "Mike, Doreen? This is my son Kevin, he's staying for dinner before heading out for the evening," she told them. I actually had no plans to do so, but I wasn't about to tell my mom that either, just nodding my head in greeting at them, though I'd already noticed, a bit too late perhaps, the way Doreen was dressed. It was obvious she hadn't expected to run into me there. The blouse she had on was damn near transparent, and though her breasts weren't really large, they were certainly well rounded and full, her pink nipples clearly showing through the material as I stood there looking at them. Only then did I realize I'd been staring, lifting my eyes up and away, though feeling the blush spread through my cheeks as I did so. "Like father, like son?" she laughed, her feeble attempt at lifting her hands to cover herself initially, just as silly as my pretending I hadn't stood there staring at them. She let her hands drop, no longer trying to pretend she wasn't almost totally exposed. And I in turn let the subject drop, and excused myself. "I'll go see if Cindy needs any more help with anything," I said hurriedly ducking back inside the house, hearing a bit of laughter behind me as I slipped inside. "I see you met Doreen," Cindy said smiling at me as she opened the refrigerator and removed the potato salad. "Nice tits doesn't she?" she said winking, and then laughing at me. "I guess I should have known, maybe even warned you, but knowing Laurel, don't be surprised if she's dressed a little slutty herself by the time she and John arrive. At least she knows you'll be here for a while, and also I wanted to tell you something..."She started. Whatever she was about to tell me got interrupted just as they did arrive, the sound of the doorbell alerting her to that fact. "Be a doll? Take this out to the table for me?" she asked handing over the bowl of potato salad as she headed into the living room to answer the door. I was curious about whatever it was she was about to say, but knew now that would have to wait. As I stepped outside, I wasn't too surprised to see Bob hovering near my mother as they stood near the grill, it was immediately obvious he did have his hand up her skirt from behind, though they made some attempt at hiding it. I wasn't the only one looking their way wondering either. I had to laugh to myself, if he was trying to fuck mom without getting noticed, he wasn't doing it too well, and what about the toy in her pussy?" I further asked myself. What about that?" As mom walked over taking the bowl from me, I swear she jumped slightly, looking back over her shoulder towards where Bob was standing. He had his hand inside his pocket with a smile on his face. Mom had just taken her first jolt of the evening. She was right about Laurel too, though she wasn't dressed in what I thought to be a slutty sort of way, unless you'd call three inch heels slutty, but they were bright red, matching her bright red short-shorts, and her halter top, that barely contained those magnificent breasts of hers. Ok, so maybe she did look a little slutty, but I didn't mind it at all, almost drooling as I sat across from her at the patio table as we finally sat down and began to eat. Twice, I had glanced up wondering if dad had made a move on Cindy or mom, both times looking over towards Cindy afterwards, but she almost unnoticeably shook her head "no", I was beginning to think that perhaps neither Bob or my dad would make a move until later, after I'd left, so in a sense, gave up really looking for it. I was too busy staring at Laurels cleavage, and Doreen's almost naked breasts as I sat there dawdling through dinner. Unfortunately however, we had finished, and as much as I might now like to entertain the thoughts of sticking around, it was time for me to go, especially when mom came over and told me to make sure I said goodnight, and to thank Bob and Cindy for the steaks and for having me over. I met Bob near the grill as he stood cleaning it off, thanked him, and then went looking for Cindy. She was sitting in dad's lap at the table, talking to Laurel and John still sitting across from them. I walked over, lifted my eyebrows in an unspoken question. Cindy grinned and gave me the thumbs up. Dad...obviously had his dick inside her as they sat there even though they were unmoving. "Well, ah...just wanted to come over and say thanks for dinner," I half stammered though Dad went on talking normally to John as I stood there. "You're welcome," Cindy grinned knowingly. "Enjoy your evening," she then added with an additional wink. "I will. Ah...earlier, you were..." Cindy cut me off with a knowing look, mouthing the words "tomorrow...come see me," so I accepted that, briefly acknowledged my father who told me to try and stay out of trouble, and then headed home. I had nowhere to go. Though nobody knew that of course. And...I also knew that Jayleen would be coming over at some point I had already stayed far later than I thought I would, and probably later than any of the rest of them would have preferred I did too. But I had no doubt the night was about to get interesting in more ways than one. Thirty minutes later I pulled my car out of the drive. I knew they had all seen me go, or thought I had anyway. I then drove around the block, parking my car in the school lot behind us, and then cut through the neighbor's yard back into our own. I'd done this a hundred times before in the past, and also knew, that this would also be the way that Jayleen would come from, whenever she did. I opened the back gate that accessed the alley where we set out the garbage to be picked up, and then entered the yard keeping well below the fence as I moved around back over to the fence separating our yard from Bob and Cindy's. It was a high fence, built for privacy, but like any wooden fences, there were still a few good-sized knotholes that had fallen out. Finding one at the perfect height as I sat down in the grass on my side of the fence, I peeked through at the party. Luckily for me, they'd remained outside as warm as it was inside, and with no one else being able to see anything going on, felt it was now a bit less risky to do so. All four women were now topless, mom included as they sat around laughing, joking, and as I watched, feeling one another up. Which is also when Bob came out of the house carrying a deck of cards. "Hey everyone, since we're all here tonight, what's say we play a game of Kings and Queen's?" He asked. It became immediately obvious that everyone was up for that by the sudden reaction, already half naked anyway, the girls soon began removing their clothing. Once again I glanced down at my watch, it was already eleven thirty by this time, Jayleen could be showing up any moment now. As much as I wouldn't have minded sticking around to watch, I knew that I'd have a hard time explaining myself. I quickly moved to the opposite end of the yard, glad I had when ten minutes later Jayleen showed up. As expected, she'd parked her car next to mine at the school and had come through the gate, meeting me below the window of the guest room. "Where's your folks?" She asked nervously. I answered her truthfully. "Next door, playing cards with the neighbors," I told her. "Canasta? Spades? Hearts? Pinochle?" She asked. "Bridge?" "No....Something called Kings and Queens," I said smiling. "Oh, never heard of that one," she told me. "Yeah, me neither, not until recently," I said elaborating, wanting to change the subject. "So, why'd you decide to sneak out and come see me?" I asked curiously. "Not here," she said worriedly looking about, though we were perfectly safe, and would be for quite a while yet no doubt. "Can we go inside?" I stood up, dragged over the small bench I kept on the side of the house just for this very reason. Stood on it, and then lifted the window. "After you," I told her. "Just step down, you can't really see it, but it's there, a bed right below you," I directed her. Jayleen swung her legs through the window, and then slid in, I quickly followed her, closing the window behind me once again. From there, we went through the connecting bathroom into my room, and only then locked both the doors from inside. "You sure we won't be discovered?" she asked worriedly. "Trust me...they just started playing, I seriously doubt they'll be home until well after one or two in the morning," I assured her easily. "So now then, like I said, what's up? Why'd you risk coming over here, sneaking out? Your father will kill you...kill us both if he finds out you know." Jayleen smiled and began unbuttoning her blouse as she stood there. Though it was hard to see her as clearly as I would have liked, just the silhouette of her as she undressed was enough to arouse me immediately. I'd been in a state of arousal half the night anyway as it was. The teasing I'd been given next door had seen to that, and now as Jayleen finished removing the last of her clothing, she slid into the bed next to me, her hand reaching out as she did. It was the first time since we'd begun seeing one another that she'd actually touched me. The initial contact feeling almost like an electric shock as she did, her small warm hand suddenly surrounding my shaft, tentatively stroking it. Almost by reflex, I reached out in the dark, touching her soft bare breasts for the first time as well, hearing her moan as she did. "I wish mother hadn't found those condoms," she continued to moan softly. "It's ok, I think we can wait for that," I told her, happily content to be experiencing this much. "And besides, I'd rather we wait to do that when we're not rushed and can both take our time without any worry or interruptions." "Thank you," she said obviously relieved and in agreement with me, though she now leaned over, her tongue and lips just grazing the swollen tip of my cock. "You don't have to..." "Shh, I want to," she told me. "I've been wanting to do this for a very, very long time now," she added. "Me too," I responded, "So turn around, lie down so I can do the same to you too." In seconds we were curled up in a '69' position there on my bed. I couldn't believe I was finally this close to her bare pussy, though it was still difficult to see what I was doing or looking at there in the darkness. It was that darkness however that was giving each of us some measure of security however as we both fooled around, exploring the newness of all this for the first time. Both tentative at first, we soon became more familiar and comfortable with what we were doing. Jayleen's mouth began to suck, nibble and coax my shaft to an even greater hardness if that was possible. Likewise, my own tongue now ran up and down the length of her bare split, the sweetness of her essence coating my tongue as she began to lubricate. "Is it ok?" She asked worriedly. I laughed, understanding her fears and worries, though I was giddy with the excitement of doing this for the first time, my answer coming in the form of finding her clit, gently sucking it deep within my mouth hearing her moan pleasurably in response. Her mouth however, and my pent up arousal had me too soon to the edge. "I'm too close already," I announced openly. "I don't want to cum yet," I begged as she stopped sucking me, releasing me. I moved away then, turning about forcing her to lie on her back as I slid more comfortably between her legs. As I did so, I reached up locating her breasts, her nipples hard taut and full as I rolled them gingerly between my fingers, simultaneously flicking her tender little clit with my tongue. "Oh fuck...Kevin! Kevin!" she moaned sweetly. It was the first time I had ever heard her use the word before, the tone of her voice lusty, music to my ears as I began to assault her pussy even more firmly with my tongue. "Oh baby...finger me," she now asked. "Finger-fuck my pussy!" Almost reluctantly I released one of her tender nipples, my hand coming down to join my mouth and lips, worming my middle finger inside that heavenly wet split. I was amazed at the abundance of moisture that I found there, easing my finger in and out of her, delighting in the sensation of the pearly substance, which coated it as I began hearing the decadent, squishy sounds emanating from her cunt as I fingered her. "Like that?" I mouthed into her pussy, delicately sliding my finger in and out as I kissed and licked her. "Yes! Oh God yes!" She moaned hotly. "Add another," she now implored me, "Fuck me with your hand baby, fuck my pussy, suck my clit, make me cum!" I had never heard her talk like this, though admittedly we'd never done anything like this before either. Obviously, once aroused, as I now knew her to be, she'd become this hot wanton vixen, her legs so obscenely spread, her pussy wet, the decadent naughty sounds it made as my fingers slid in and out of her. Just hearing that, as I knew she did, seemed to add to and escalate her own need, whatever inhibitions she might have had, evaporating away as she got more and more vocal with her speech. I only wished I could see her better than I did, vowing to do so soon, very...very soon. Kings and Queens Ch. 04 This is a work of fiction, although loosely based on two particular episodes of a popular sitcom series. I own neither the series nor the characters; but I do own the work presented here. I have taken significant liberties with the characters, and hope you enjoy it! Kings and Queens Ch. 04 "Like you're gonna suck my dick whenever I want it, and I want it RIGHT NOW." he replied. "Unzip my pants and SUCK IT" he demanded. He waited for her to open his fly and pull out his penis, then felt her lips around the head. His hips jerked upward as his hand pushed her head down. "Suck my cock Carrie. Make it good and we'll do a little back road cruisin' when we get home." he told her. He wrapped his fingers in her hair and fucked her face while he drove the car, enjoying the new found control he had over his wife. "Yeah baby, that's it. SUCK" he growled, shoving it all the way into her throat. He let go of her hair and ran his hand down her back, pushing under her jeans and panties and down the crack of her butt to find her tight, dry anus. "I am gonna have me some of THIS little hole, too." he told her, jamming a finger into her asshole to the first knuckle. Carrie's butthole was a lot tighter than Kelly's had been. Doug realized he had drifted across the lane markers and abruptly pulled his finger out of her ass, shaking it off for a moment to pull into the rest area. Carrie could sense that the car had stopped and tried to pull her head up. Doug's hand pushed her back down. "No such luck Carrie. I just thought I'd let you suck me off before I continue driving." he told her. He held her head, pumping his penis in and out of her sucking mouth. Two sessions in Kelly's ass had given him stamina he wouldn't normally have had, and it was another fifteen minutes in Carrie's mouth before he let go. "Swallow it Carrie. Every drop." he demanded, holding her down on his meat as the last of his spurts left his cock. "Yeah... that's good baby. Suck it dry." he said hoarsely, finally letting go of his wife's head. She pulled back, coughing as she gasped for breath as Doug put the Jeep in gear and drove back onto the thruway. "Did you have to be so rough?" Carrie asked him, still swallowing to get the last of his semen out of her mouth. "I mean shit Doug, it's not like I was resisting." she said softly. "Yeah, well sorry if I was rough; but it seems to me you owe me big time Carrie." he told her. "I OWE you?" she queried, instantly realizing it was the wrong thing to say. "Yes indeed you do." he spat back. "You owe me for ten years with only the most basic sex. Then you give it all up to Deacon Palmer while I'm out of town babysitting your father." he told her. "N-no... I'm s-sorry Doug. You're right." she stammered, tears welling up in her eyes. Fifteen more minutes of silence before they pulled into the garage. Carrie headed for the door; but Doug caught her arm, his eyes wide with lust. "W-what?" she stammered. Doug took her by her shoulders and pushed her down over the end of the couch, yanking her pants down from behind. "I feel like trying out your tight little ass Carrie. What do you think?" he taunted her, ripping her panties off in one pull. He spread her cheeks with his thumbs, spitting on her anus before he pushed his thick middle finger up her quivering bottom. She grunted; but didn't resist as he pulled his dick free of his jeans and positioned the head at the impossibly tight opening. "Relax your ass Carrie, Dougie is comin' in." he told her, applying enough pressure to force his cockhead past her gripping sphincter. She screamed in pain; but he wasn't stopping. "I... SAID... RE... LAX... YOUR... FUCKING... ASSSSSSSS" he growled, forcing his way inside her resisting rectal chute until his belly flattened the firm flesh of her buttocks. She squealed in pain at the brutal intrusion. Doug looked around the garage to find something to lubricate her butthole, his eyes finding a container of grease. He yanked his dick out of her hole and slapped her hard on the backside. "Stay right there." he ordered, grabbing the tub of grease and opening it on his way back. "Reach back and spread your butt" he ordered, watching as she did just that. Her anus was already puffy and red; but he didn't care. He dipped his middle finger into the tub and pushed it deep into her trembling backside, reaming her with the digit as he pushed his dick into the tub and set it down. "This should be better" he told her, pushing his cock up her ass in a single stroke. "Yeah, that's better." he said hoarsely, sliding his organ in and out of Carrie's tight hole. She hadn't seen this side of her husband - ever. He had always been the pathetic man-boy who did what she wanted in bed, and no more. He gave her gifts when she used her mouth on his penis, and never touched her anus after the one time she refused him even a finger back there. Now, after taking his load in her mouth in the car , he had her bent over a couch in their garage and was sodomizing her brutally, greasing her up like some kind of car component to shove his dick up her asshole. Her loins began to warm up, her hips writhing as he buttfucked her. DAMMIT! she thought, but the warmth was inescapable. "ohhhhhhhh Doug.... ohhhhgoddddd..." she groaned. Doug fucked into his wife's asshole, knowing he could last a good long time after three prior orgasms that evening. He looked down at Carrie's firm derriere and slowly withdrew his weapon, holding her cheeks wide so he could see inside her rear. "Nice ass, Carrie." he growled, spitting on her distended ring before pushing his penis back into her rectal sheath. Her squeals had subsided, replaced by low groans as he thrust in and out, in and out. Then he felt her muscles twitch, clenching and relaxing on his cock as he fucked her ass. "Yeah Carrie, that's it. Work my cock with that tight asshole. Make me cum in your dirty little butt." he chuckled. Twenty minutes later he began to convulse, a fourth load of his jizm splashing into Carrie's snug little pooper. He pounded into her with full-length strokes until he couldn't continue, and collapsed over her back until his breathing slowed. Doug stood up, his still-erect organ pulling out of her butthole. He slapped her on the ass hard and laughed. "Good assfuck Carrie. We'll do that whenever I want from now on." he told her, tucking his organ back into his pants and zipping up the fly. "Now bring in a six pack and get your ass into the shower." he ordered, giving her exposed behind another slap. "I'm not gonna sleep with a greasy slut." he spat at her, walking out the door to head for the house. Carrie's ass hurt - a LOT - after her husband's brutal sodomy; but she was still warm with lust when she finally gathered the strength to get up. Maybe this new Doug wasn't so bad she thought, pulling up her jeans and finding her ripped panties to tuck them away so her father wouldn't find them. She walked a little funny; but remembered to grab a fresh six-pack of beer from the garage fridge before she went to the house. She could feel his semen oozing out of her asshole, and hoped it wasn't making a big wet spot in her jeans. Arthur might notice something like that. Inside the kitchen she found Arthur and Doug sitting at the table, so she opened two beers for them before heading up the stairs. That shower sounded good. A bath sounded even better; but Doug had told her take a shower, so she did. She fully intended to be in bed asleep before he got up there, which was just as well. "What's with her?" Arthur asked, taking a pull from his beer. "Oh she's probably just tired." Doug replied. "She had a busy day in the office and then this thing came up with Deac and Kelly." he added. "Oh?" Arthur responded. "What's up with them?" he asked. "Nothing really, just something personal they wanted to work out with our help." Doug said, chuckling to himself. "It just took a lot of time is all." he added. His cock ached, and was tingling from the petroleum-based grease he had used on Carrie's ass. But another beer sounded like just the ticket. By the time he got upstairs he noticed she was asleep, and took a long hot shower before joining her between the sheets. Even though more sex might have felt good, he was too tired to attempt it, falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. The next day was Saturday; but Carrie had to go in to take care of a special project for Pruzan. Doug objected; but told her he would go out for some 'supplies' they would need and gave her firm ass a squeeze on her way out. He could have gotten a bottle of KY at the local drugstore; but decided to go to one of the 'adults only' sex pavilions to see what else might be available. He spent more than two hundred dollars on a variety of lubricants along with several sex toys the girl behind the counter recommended for 'anal play'. He had to sneak the sizable bag up to their bedroom, locking it in the cabinet below his nightstand just as Arthur walked in. "Whatcha got there, Douglas?" he pried as usual. "Nothin' you need to know about Arthur." Doug replied. "So... Carrie went into the office again today?" Arthur asked. "Yep" Doug replied. "She sure did." "Guess it's just us boys then, eh?" his father suggested. "Yep. Guess so." Doug answered, heading out into the hall, hoping the man would follow him. It's going to be a long damn day he thought. Pruzan watched from his office as Carrie Heffernan moved around out in the common area, her taut rear doing a fine job of filling the snug jeans she wore. He was sure she was bra-less too, her perky titties jiggling like jello with each step she took. He had a clear view as she stood in front of the copier, directly under the A/C vent, her nipples poking at the thin fabric of her shirt. He wondered if she might be willing to do what Amy was doing - a little 'extracurricular' activity. Nah... Carrie would never go for that kind of thing... he thought. But then Amy might not be back after I fucked her virgin ass last night he recalled. That was one thing he hadn't counted on. The girl had one hot rear end, and Carl Pruzan couldn't imagine that she hadn't taken a dick back there before. That was one HOT fuck he chuckled to himself, his eyes staring at Carrie's fine rear as she walked away from him. Carrie went about getting the project done, occasionally feeling as if someone was staring at her, burning holes in her clothes or something. She passed it off as a little leftover heat from the previous evening. Her butt ached every time she sat, and burned a little when she had to take a shit. She hoped Doug wouldn't do that again. She looked up and noticed Pruzan staring at her from his office, then glanced down to realize her nipples were hard and very obvious. This was the last document she needed to copy, and convinced herself it wasn't a big deal. If he wants to stare at her tits, well that was a consequence of having nice ones - and going bra less She finished the copies and turned to go back to her desk, wriggling her butt a bit more than normal because she knew he would be watching. Fucking pervert she thought; but her ass still begged for attention. Doug's attention. Deacon's attention. or....? She was startled when the man suddenly appeared at her desk as she collated the last of the documents. "Uh... yes?" she said, giving him a fake smile. "Oh nothing really." Pruzan said, his eyes roaming up and down her body. "I was just wondering...." "What mister Pruzan. What were you wondering?" Carrie responded, handing him the case with the completed reports. "Well, I was wondering if perhaps we could get to know each other a little better." he said. "You know..." "What, like a blow job?" Carrie surprised him. Carl Pruzan smiled. "If you insist, sure." he laughed, reaching down to unzip his fly. "Now wait just a damn minute mister Pruzan." Carrie said, standing behind her desk. "I wasn't serious, and you better put that back in your pants before I call for security." "Oh I don't think you'll do that Carrie." the man said, getting a stern look on his face. "Not if you want to keep your job." he added, waving his penis at her. "I think you'll give me that blow job, keep your job, and if you please me you might even get a raise." he suggested, walking around her desk to sit on the edge. He put his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her back down into her chair. He caught her look, raising his eyebrows. "Just a little suckee is all I want Carrie. You can do that for your boss, now can't you?" he taunted her, knowing he had her over a barrel. "So... I suck your dick and you don't fire me?" she asked, licking her lips. "That's basically the deal, yes." he replied. Carrie leaned down and took his organ into her mouth, holding it with one hand as she worked to get it hard. It seemed to take ages for the man to get an erection, even in her mouth; but she figured it was better than getting fired. "Why don't you rub my balls with your fingers Carrie." Pruzan suggested, putting his fingers behind her ears to guide her head as his erection began to grow. "You're a pretty girl Carrie - especially with my cock in your mouth." he laughed, tugging on her ears to pull her lips down to his root. "Play with my balls Carrie." he repeated. His penis was responding, growing to full length in her sucking mouth as her fingers fondled his testicles. He reached down to tug her shirt up over her breasts and she tried to pull away. His hands gripped her head to hold her down. "Uh uh Carrie. Just keep sucking. I felt like getting a nice feel of your pretty little titties is all" he told her, kneading her breasts with one hand while he fucked her mouth. He forced her into a rhythm, his shaft pushing in and out of her receptive oral cavity while he pinched and squeezed her firm breasts. "That's it Carrie. Suck it nice now girl. I'm getting close and I want you to swallow my load." he told her. The thought of swallowing her boss' semen disgusted her; but if it would get her out of here she would do it. She sucked hard on his organ as he mauled her boobs and skewered her face. When she felt the first spurt from his dick she sucked even harder, squeezing his balls to drive the seed from their storage sacs. She gurgled and coughed around his meat, swallowing as much of his sticky jizm as she could before he let go of her breast and shoved her head back. Carrie reached for a tissue, wiping the mans' semen from her face before she started to rise. His hands reached out to hold her in place. "W-what now?" she asked, trying not to be belligerent. "I just want a look at that sweet round ass before you go." Pruzan told her. "Just get up and bend over the desk. I'll take care of everything else." he added. "Oh no, you're not doing that to me!" she told him. "Just a look Carrie - and maybe a quick feel" he assured her, practically drooling at the thought. Carrie stood up, unfastening the waistband of her jeans and unzipping the fly. She stepped away as Pruzan tried to grab her, then tugged her jeans down just below the lower curve of her buttocks. She bent forward over the edge of the desk. "Look at it, mister Pruzan." she said, knowing her cheeks were jiggling. The man moved behind her and took in a sharp breath. Without warning he reached over to pull the panties down, exposing her naked rump to his burning gaze. Carrie reached back to grab the undergarment; but he held it in place as he used the thumb and forefinger of the other hand to spread her cheeks. "What a fine, fabulous fanny you have Carrie." he said hoarsely. She stood up and turned around, giving him a quick glimpse of the tuft of wispy fur just over the slit between her legs before she pulled up the panties and jeans in a single motion, zipping the fly and snapping the waistband. "Okay, you've looked at my... ass" Carrie said, reaching for her purse to leave. Then she noticed his stare, and realized her shirt was still pulled up over her tits, and yanked it down in disgust. "See you Monday... SIR" she said, emphasizing the last word. "Okay Ms Heffernan. See you Monday." Pruzan said, watching her butt as she walked away. "Oh... and Carrie?" She stopped in her tracks; but didn't turn around. "What?" she queried, almost afraid of what she would hear. "Thanks for the great blow job." Pruzan said with a chuckle. She shook her head and proceeded to the elevator, disappearing from view as the doors closed. and a damned fine blow job it was he thought. He would have to find a way to get at that tight little booty.... Amy knew she wouldn't find another job that paid as well as the firm, and drove by the office to see if she could work things out. She recognized Pruzan's car in his usual parking spot, parking her Corolla next to the Jaguar and shutting it down. Her mind raced; but she didn't come up with anything brilliant. She knew if she exposed his actions to the partners they would just laugh at her. That was just the way things were. She resigned herself to complying with Pruzan's lewd perversions, opened the car door, and headed to the elevator. Riding up the thirty-eight floors she nearly began crying, fighting back the tears just as the elevator stopped, the doors opening to the office she knew too well. She walked slowly to his office and knocked on the open door. "M-Mister Pruzan... S-sir?" she stammered. He looked up, surprised to find the young woman he'd debauched the previous evening. "Well, Amy. I'm surprised to see you." Pruzan said, pushing his chair back from the desk. "What can I do for you?" he asked, as if he didn't know. She needs her job, and wants to talk about it he correctly surmised. "W-well s-sir...." she stammered. "I was h-hoping t-that you would... um..." her words trailed off as she fought back more tears. "Reconsider?" he suggested. "Of course Amy." he told her. "We can simply resume our ahem relationship as it was and life goes on." he added, leering at the young woman's body in sweatpants and a thin sports bra. "Why don't you come in, and please close the door behind you." he suggested, watching her move in the flimsy clothing. He licked his lips as she approached. "Have a seat Amy." he said, pointing to the chair in front of his desk. "Let's firm up our - eh - arrangement so we can move forward" he added. Amy sat as he suggested, crossing her legs and folding her arms over her chest. "Oh... .just relax Amy." Pruzan said with a chuckle. Amy knew she was out of options. "O-Okay sir." she stammered; but didn't let her arms drop. "S-So what is it you need from... me?" she asked. "Oh I think you know the answer to that Amy." Pruzan told her. "Um... well... sex... I-I guess." she stammered again, her eyes on the floor in front of her. Carl Pruzan laughed. "Of course there's sex Amy. What else do you offer?" he asked her. "M-my skills as an administrator and secretary?" Amy responded. "Sure, there's that; but I can get that from Betty Watson." he replied, referring to the fifty-something overweight woman who occupied the other half of the cubical Amy called her office. "I can pay you the same salary as I pay her, let you get away with half the workload, and all you have to do is please me a few times each week." Pruzan said, rising from his chair to walk around the desk. He sat on the edge of the desk, his fly open and his penis exposed. "Now why don't you just come over here and use that sexy mouth of yours to celebrate your retention of employment." he said. Amy didn't look at his face, dropping to her knees in front of him as she knew he would want and wrapping her lips around his meat. "mmmphllggphhh" she moaned around his organ, suckling on the shaft as it grew in her mouth. She felt his fingers on her ears, easing her head toward his groin to push his dick deeper into her face. She relaxed, letting him fuck her mouth in slow, even strokes. This isn't really that bad, as long as he doesn't force himself into my butt again she thought. Kings and Queens Ch. 04 Carl Pruzan decided to let the girl off easy this time, let her suck on his dick for a few minutes then fuck her pussy until he ejaculated. Hell, if she was bent over his desk he could push a finger up her tight butt while he fucked her, and leave the second sodomy for another time. She did have a tight cunt. He looked down, excited by the view of Amy's pretty face filled with his penis. He took his hands off of her, letting her fellate him as she wished. She really was a good cocksucker, he had to give her that. A few more minutes and he eased her head back slowly until her lips slipped from the end of his dick. When she finally looked up, he smiled. "Very nice Amy. I want to fuck you now." he told her, noticing the fear in her eyes. He chuckled. "No honey, not your bottom. I want to fuck your tight little pussy." he told her "but I want a taste first" he added, lifting her up to bend her over his desk. He tugged her sweatpants down, taking her thong panties with them, and lowered his head to her crotch. He loved the view of her abused little anal ring; but for now he focused on flicking his tongue along the folds of her labia. She moaned as the wetness inside her made its way to the surface, lubricating the entrance to her love tunnel in a manner of moments. Pruzan stood behind and pressed the head of his meat into her seething cunt, grasping her firm hips as he began screwing in and out of her hot belly. Then he looked down while his thumbs tugged her cheeks apart, the tiny ring of her asshole coming into view. "Just a finger this time Amy. Relax" he said softly, running a finger down around his skewering cock to collect her natural juices. He placed the wet tip of his digit at the wrinkled port and gave a gentle, twisting push. She groaned as the intruder pushed inside her anal channel an inch, then two. He could feel the finger in her ass through the thin membrane separating her openings and began fucking her harder. Little squeals escaped her with each stroke; but he had no interest in her pleasure. This was about his cock and his pleasure. His cock twitched, bringing a grunt from inside him, and he pounded into her willing body his finger gouging at her rectal chute until it was buried up her butt. His spasms came abruptly, his semen pouring into her belly in blasts of sticky fluid as he slammed into her cunt. When he was finished he yanked his dick from her pussy, then fingerfucked her asshole for a few seconds before pulling out his digit. He gave her tush a playful slap as he moved away. "There now, that wasn't so bad, was it Amy?" he asked, zipping up his fly and sitting down. He watched as she struggled to pull her pants back up, her pussy dripping his jizm. She sat down gingerly in the chair, looking at her boss across his desk. "So... how many times do I need to get you off each week in this new 'agreement' we have?" she asked. "We'll see; but I won't be too demanding Amy." Pruzan told her. "And... w-what about my..." she stammered. "Your ass?" Pruzan finished her question. She nodded. "Well I must say Amy, your little rear end does have it's attraction" he chuckled. "But I will try to restrict sodomy to once or twice a week." he told her. "Assuming there is plenty of the other sex to keep my cock happy, that is." he clarified, leaving the subject entirely open. Amy stood up and retrieved her purse. "I need to... t-take care of some things.." she told him. "May I go sir?" she added, realizing he would like that. "Yes of course Amy. I will see you Monday at nine." he replied, watching her twitching backside as she walked out of his office. He was pleased with the result, and pleased with the day's activities. Cumming in Carrie Heffernan's mouth was a surprise, and having Amy back was a big plus. Carrie hurried home, knowing her husband would be expecting her. When she walked into the living room he was waiting on the couch wearing only his bathrobe. "Uh... where's my dad?" she asked. "Holly took him for the day." Doug replied, throwing his robe open. "So..." "Oh. I see. You want more sex, is that it?" she asked, her bitchiness returning by nature. "Uh-uh-uh!" he cautioned her. "I thought we were beyond that sort of bitchy behavior Carrie" he said. "I'm sorry Doug. I just..." she began. "You just WHAT?" Doug demanded. He patted his lap. "How about you just bring your little backside over here and take a few spanks for your attitude!" he ordered. When she didn't move quickly enough, he said "TAKE OFF THOSE FUCKING JEANS AND GET YOUR ASS OVER MY LAP!" he shouted. "N-nooooo..." Carrie pleaded; but her husband wasn't putting up with it any more. He stood up, revealing his semi-turgid cock as he walked toward her. He began with her shirt, pulling it up and over her head in one swift move. Then his fingers unfastened her jeans, unzipped the fly, and yanked the pants down to her ankles, lifting first one leg then the other. Then he walked back to the couch, pulling her with him, and sat down. He pulled her face down over his lap. SMACK-SMACK-SMACK-SMACK came the open-handed spanks. "OWWWWWWW... DON'TTTTT" she cried out. Doug left his hand on her backside, feeling the warmth from his swats come to the surface. He looked at her cheeks, enjoying the redness for a few moments before spreading them to gaze at her anus. She squirmed at the touch; but his hand on her back kept her in place while he reached over and into his bag of tricks. He flipped open the nozzle and pushed it into Carrie's ass, giving the bottle a couple of healthy squeezes before pulling it out and flipping the applicator closed. "W-what are you doing Doug?" Carrie asked, the tone of voice still on the bitchy side. "Oh nothing darling." he replied, putting his elbow in the middle of her back so he could use the fingers of that hand to spread her buttocks. In his right hand was a small vibrator, intended specifically for anal play. Near the top of the vibe was a ball to keep the toy inside the woman's rear once it was inserted fully. Doug teased her anus with the tip, turning the vibe on and twisting it just inside her bottom. "I found some interesting toys when I went out for lube today, just thought we would try some of them." he told her, sliding a few inches of the vibe in and out of her backside. "D-Doug.... I'm sorry.... I didn't mean to..." Carrie stammered. "Didn't mean to be a bitch?" Doug finished her sentence. "I think you just need more practice." he suggested, pushing the special vibrator into her rectum until the retaining ball was pressed against her sphincter. "So... we will practice..." he added, applying pressure and twisting the toy until the ball popped past her anal ring and disappeared inside her asshole. "ohhFUCK" she snapped, her hips writhing on his lap. "What the fuck is that?" she demanded. "Now Carrie, let's just say it's a toy to help prepare your hot little butt for Dougie" he taunted her, twisting the toy inside her butt. "And now I need a nice blow job" he told her, grabbing her hair to pull her head to his groin. "Suck my cock Carrie. Make Dougie feel like you love him." he said, pushing her head down as he felt her lips encircle his penis. "Thaaaat's right... suck my cock... take it alllll the way..." he groaned. He reached over to find the toy, checking that it was still where it belonged, then flipped the switch to the 'high' setting. His wife let out a muffled squeal around his dick, bobbing her head up and down on his organ as the vibrator hummed away in her bottom. "Oooo... you like that don't you Carrie." Doug taunted her, twisting the toy back and forth as she sucked. Carrie had to admit the toy in her ass felt incredible. If Doug wanted to play with her this way, she was up for it. Her mouth worked his hard penis on autopilot as she focused on the maddening buzz in her asshole. "mmmGGGLPHHH" she grunted, her loins on fire now as the toy continued to stimulate her rectal channel. "mmmNNNEEEEPHHHH" she squealed, her body quivering as she worked her husband's penis. She was going to cum with his cock in her mouth and that toy up her ass, and there was no way to stop it. He recognized the signs and rested his left hand on the back of her head, reaching over to twist and tug on the toy. Then he pulled until the retaining ball stretched her anus open. Her head pulled up until it encountered his hand, which pushed her back down until her lips were wrapped around his root. "Yes baby. That's right... Suck it nice while I plug your little ass with your new favorite toy." he taunted her, sliding the vibrator in and out of her welcoming butthole in a rhythm matching his fucking of her mouth. He could feel the spasms racking her body as she rode the throes of her first anal orgasm, letting the clenching muscles of her backside push the vibe all the way out. He laughed at her squeals as she begged him to put it back in, then jammed it up her rear, forcing the ball past her clenching ring and into her butt. She was sucking him harder than ever before, her head bouncing up and down wildly. "Yeah Carrie, that's it, SUCK IT" he growled, pumping his hips up to meet her downward bobs. "ohhhhyeah... SUCK ME DRY CARRIE... SUCK MY COCK... SUCK DOUGIE'S DICK... OHYEAHHH" he growled, letting go of the toy in her but to grab her head, filling her mouth with his spurting seed. He held her head down, enjoying the gurgling sounds as Carrie did her best to swallow all of his load. When he was finished he pulled her head up and wrestled her body back across his lap, pulling her buttocks apart so he could see the toy. "I think you liked this Carrie. A lot, huh?" he teased her, twisting the vibrator in her rear. He pulled on it until the ball was spreading her anal ring and held it there, buzzing away. "Yeah, you love this don't you Carrie." he said hoarsely, giving another tug to pull the toy all the way out of her butthole. He replaced the toy with his thick middle finger, sliding it all the way into her snug chute and feigning sodomy for a half-dozen strokes before yanking the digit out of her. He slapped her bottom hard enough to raise a pink welt. "Now get your nasty butt upstairs and clean up." he ordered. "We have some time to make up for." he added. Doug had spent thirty minutes talking with the girl at the sex shop, who seemed quite knowledgeable about anal activities. She showed him more than a dozen different toys, and he bought fully half of them. One of them was labeled 'The Analator', and consisted of a long, slender probe with ribs along its length and a motorized tube inside it which twisted it around in slow circles while the vibrator hummed. At the handle end was a shorter, thicker phallic shaft to be inserted into the woman's vagina, along with a tickler to manipulate the clitoris. He couldn't wait to try that one out on his wife.... Holly, with Arthur in tow, ended up at her apartment enjoying shots of liquor to pass the time. Doug had been very clear, he did not want Arthur back in the house before six pm, and he would pay her a hundred dollars for that service. She couldn't think of any other way to accomplish that other than to get him drunk and hope he fell asleep. But that isn't how it happened... Arthur was pacing himself, only drinking one shot for every two or three consumed by his blonde companion. When he judged her to be suitably intoxicated he suggested she remove her blouse, then her bra. He enjoyed fondling the girl's lush boobs, and it seemed to warm her up to what he really wanted. He had her stand, although she could barely manage it, and he sucked on her nipples while his hands explored her body through the rather flimsy cotton shorts she was wearing. His fingers sensed the dampness between her legs as he rubbed at her pussy through her garments. He had her sit on the table, then pushed her back until she was laying with her legs up and back. She was beyond resisting as he pulled off her shorts and panties, burying his head between her thighs to suck on her willing pussy. He wormed his tongue into her cunt, wiggling his nose against her clit while a finger slipped inside her to gather juices. He had her most of the way to orgasm when his finger forced it's way past her clenching sphincter and into her virgin ass. She squealed and squirmed; but the motion only served to ease the way for his finger. Now it was well and truly buried in her butthole as he sucked hard on her clit. Holly was beyond resisting, her body giving up as Arthur worked her with his mouth and fingers. The one in her butt bothered her; but only a little. She didn't figure he would try and stick his dick in there, and while she wasn't accustomed to any sort of intrusion back there the finger wasn't so bad. Just as her body began climbing the path to climax his mouth and fingers were gone, then his hands were pushing her shoulders down on the hard table. She felt the spongy head of his penis at her lips and opened her mouth. "GlllAGGPHHHH" she grunted as his shaft filled her oral orifice. "That's it Holly... that's a good girl... suck my old dick..." Arthur mumbled, holding her head in position off the edge of the table while he slowly stroked in and out of her receptive mouth. He might be seventy years old; but his libido was still fully functional and this young blonde did a fine job of servicing his needs. He used her sexy mouth for a few minutes, squeezing her lush boobs for some added stimulus until he was ready, then he pulled out and walked around the table. He hooked his fingers behind her knees and lifted them up, pushing back to her chest to splay open the plane of her cunt and ass. "mmm... nice..." he grunted, pushing his dick into her waiting cunt in a long thrust until his balls bounced against her pink anal wrinkle. "nice.. UNH... tight... UNHH... pussy... UNHHHHHH" he groaned with each stroke. One hand reached under her to fondle her backside, a gnarly digit pushing into her butt as he fucked her. "Maybe you want me to put it in here?" he taunted her, running the finger to the hilt in her asshole. She squirmed and squealed; but his pounding thrusts kept her where he wanted her. With a little alcohol in his system he could do this for a good long while. She still couldn't resist; but the man was getting a little too familiar with her backside now. She let out a gasp as he inserted a second finger in her little hole, gouging into her tender bottom while his dick rammed into her wet pussy. She really didn't want to try that kind of sex. It had to hurt. Just his fingers hurt. The old man hammered her cunt, stroking deep into her before pulling back for the next thrust. He definitely knew how to fuck, she gave him that much. She sensed his face near hers, then his lips nuzzled her neck, his low grunts suggesting he might be close. She wrapped her arms around his back and her legs around his hips, pulling him harder to her loins. "Fuck me Arthur... FUCK MEEEEE..." she squealed, writhing her hips in circles as she felt his spasms deep inside her belly. She could feel the small splashes of his jizm in her cunt, and held onto him as long as she could. When he pulled out and dropped his head to her crotch she was taken by surprise. When she felt his tongue on her asshole she was horrified. "nnNNNNOOOO" she screamed, trying to wriggle away from his lewd assault. Then he was gone again, letting her legs fall until her feet touched the floor. "You know Holly" he began, leering at her naked body splayed on the table. "You might just like it up your butt if you would only try it." he told her. "I'm certainly not going to force you to accept it that way; but if you ever want to try it, let me know." he added, pulling up his trousers before walking to the fridge. "Beer chaser?" he laughed, grabbing two cold ones. He opened the bottles and set one down next to her on the table, taking a long swallow as he sat next to her. Holly just couldn't imagine what sodomy would be like, and how she might 'like it'. She had asked Carrie about it several months back, and the woman shared the same horror at the idea of being fucked in the ass. Of course there were other women she knew who seemed to 'love' it; but they were just whores anyway - at least that's what Holly concluded. Who else would say that other than a whore? she thought. "No Arthur." she finally said, sitting up so she could take a swig of the brew. "No what?" Arthur asked. "No, I wouldn't like to try that" she replied. "Hmmm... well, I think you're missing out Holly." he told her. "A lot of women don't do it any other way." he added. "Well not me Arthur. Not ever" she told him, jumping down from the table to grab her clothes. They finished their beers before Holly decided it was time to take Arthur home. She had earned her hundred bucks, that was for sure. Carrie and Doug seemed happy to have her father back, and Holly's day was done. Her butt still tingled from those two invaders as she turned out the lights to head for dreamland.... Continued in Chapter 5 – Danny and Spence have a Party Kings and Queens Ch. 04 "Oh my God Kevin! Can you hear how wet? How slippery my cunt is baby? God I'm so fucking horny! I want to cum so fucking bad!" She nearly screamed as she obviously approached orgasm. Which was about the time I saw the light flick on somewhere in the house, the illumination from it being turned on suddenly appearing beneath the door in my room. Unaware of it however, Jayleen began to climax, though her rapturous cry of pleasure seemed more internal luckily for me as she exploded. As her pussy clenched and then seemed to expel an even greater abundance of her juice, I felt her hands on the back of my head pushing me against her. I felt her ass literally come up off the bed as she mashed herself against my face thrusting wildly for a moment, making it even more difficult for me to continue licking her. Only then did she begin to breathe again, the sound of her pleasure finally finding voice. I had no choice but to reach up, placing my fingers against her lips. "Shhh, somebody's home," I warned her, sadly disrupting her pleasure as well as mine as she worriedly sat up, disengaging herself from me. We both now sat staring towards the door, though I knew it to be locked. My fear however that we might have been overheard. Seconds later the lights again being turned off, the sound of the back screen door closing in the distance. "Oh God, do you think anyone heard us?" she asked worriedly. "I don't think so," I assured her, though my cock had immediately lost its firmness as we lay there in the dark listening. "Maybe I'd better go check things out," I suggested, "just in case." "No...don't," she urged me. "If you go out there, and they see you, they'll know for sure you were home, better we sneak out the window now before someone does decide to come in here and check on you," she suggested. She was right of course, though it was entirely possible either my mother or father had only come home to get something and had left already. The clock on my nightstand only then reading twelve-thirty, but it was entirely possible that they could in fact be returning soon. As much as I hated leaving, especially not having cum yet myself, it was the prudent thing to do. Quickly slipping back into our clothing, I unlocked the bathroom door leading her quietly through and on into the guest room. The house was once again dark however, as we climbed up onto the bed, opening the window and climbing out. Once we had reached the safety of the ground outside, I took her hand and quickly led her along the fence back towards the gate and on into the alley behind. Having safely arrived there, we took a moment to catch our breaths before walking through the neighbor's yard and into the street towards the parking lot of the school where both of our cars now sat. By now I had the worst case of blue-balls I'd ever had as we reached the cars. "I'd better get home before I am missed," she said apologetically. The fear of almost getting caught perhaps now a warning and a reminder that she wasn't out of the woods yet. "Text me when you get home," I asked. "That way I'll know you're ok and got home safely without getting caught." "I will," she promised, leaning over to kiss me quickly before sliding in behind the wheel of her car. I quietly closed the door, stepping back as she eased out of the lot and slowly drove away. I stood for a moment more until she turned, her taillights disappearing in the darkness before climbing back into my own car. Coming home now, or at least appearing to do so, wouldn't appear out of the norm for me. I soon drove back around the block myself, it would be several minutes yet before I heard from Jayleen. As I turned the corner and came down the street, several lights were now on inside the house. Pulling into the drive I climbed out of my car entering the house from the back door. To my surprise, mom and Cindy were sitting at the kitchen table when I came in. They were both dressed again however, much to my relief, though why they wouldn't have been escaped me. "You're earlier than expected," mom said in surprise as I came in. "Did you have fun at least?" she asked. Her speech was somewhat slurred, it was obvious she'd had a bit to drink, though she wasn't totally drunk either. Cindy sat next to her grinning at me like a Cheshire cat. "I'm pretty sure he did," she commented looking at me, forcing me to look down at myself. One of the buttons on my shirt had been buttoned in the wrong hole as I looked down only then realizing it. I immediately corrected it, but the damage was already done. "Did you?" I asked somewhat defensively, trying to draw their attention away from myself, and back to them in an effort to make my escape. "We did, and...still are," Cindy announced for them both. "Though everyone else has indeed left, the boys went for some more ice, we're just sitting here waiting for them to come back," she told me. I could see subtle movement coming from Cindy's hand, hardly noticeable, but just enough to realize she was doing something. Sitting as close to mom as she was, it didn't take a genius to put two and two together. The only reason I think mom hadn't reacted a bit more cautiously, was due to the fact she'd had so much to drink, and no doubt thought that they were still being secret enough to not alert me to what was actually going on. Cindy however, seemed to take delight in proving to me otherwise. "Well, ah...I think I'll head off to bed," I told them both. Mom sat up straight however, her motion informing me as she did so that she'd broken off whatever contact, along with whatever was actually going on between them. "Before you do, I need to pee first," she announced. "And since your bathroom's closer..."she said smiling finally standing up. She then turned and headed down the hallway through the rec room and back towards my end of the house. I noticed then that Cindy was staring at my crotch. "You never answered your mother's question," she asked me. "So did you...have fun?" I smiled openly. "Well yeah...sort of," I admitted. "But we sort of got interrupted." She laughed. "Sorry about that, I came over earlier for some more ice, which is when we discovered we were completely out. I thought I heard something coming from your bedroom, that was you wasn't it?" she pointedly asked me. This scenario seemed all too familiar. "You caught me again," I replied. "I was with my girlfriend, Jayleen." Cindy raised her eyebrows questioningly. "No, we didn't. Not yet anyway," I said answering the unspoken question. "In fact, I didn't even get off," I said honestly, once again seeing her eyes widen at the admission of that. Even as they did, she reached over unzipping my fly. I attempted to step back. "There isn't any time!" I said worriedly. "Mom..." "There is if you hurry," she informed me, already fishing my hard cock out of my pants, her mouth immediately surrounding it, sucking it. "Fuck!" I moaned, one ear tuned towards the bathroom. Cindy was sucking and jacking my prick furiously. To my surprise, I was already starting to feel the pleasurable tingle inside my balls, the first delicious squirt already starting to race up the length of my shaft just as we both heard the sound of the toilet being flushed. "Damn! Fuck!" I said again trying to pull away, but Cindy wouldn't let me, still holding on, still draining my cock, her mouth like a vice upon it, suctioning out each and every spurt still shooting from the end of my cock. Only when we both heard the bathroom door open did she sit back giving me just barely enough time to shove my dick back inside my pants before mom came walking back into the room. Cindy was still licking her lips. "What are you smiling about?" She asked. "You look like the cat that just ate the canary!" "Something like that," Cindy grinned in response. "We were just talking about Kevin's hot naughty date!" "Cindy!" I exclaimed in exasperation, but relieved when I saw the look and smile on my mother's face. "So, you two finally..." "No mother, we didn't, not that anyway." I surprised myself in telling her. "Anyway, like I said, time for bed." I turned intending to leave, though Cindy once again stopped me. "Oh Kevin? If you're free tomorrow, I could use your help again," she told me. "Sure, when?" I said. "Oh, any time after you get up...but don't make it too early, we're still not done partying ourselves yet..." she said winking at me. I noticed then that her hand had disappeared up mom's short skirt once again as she stood next to her, pretending innocently as though nothing was going on. "Oh, by the way mom...have you seen my remote?" I asked. For a moment her eyes grew wide. "Remote? What remote?" she half stammered. "You know, for my TV, I noticed earlier it was missing, just wondered if you'd seen it," I said smiling. Cindy looked like she was about to bust a gut but somehow held it in. "Oh, that remote. No...I haven't, maybe you should check your room again," she said looking relieved. "Yeah, I'll do that. Goodnight," I said, and finally turned away. ** Kings and Queens Ch. 05 I woke at nine-forty five, rolled out of bed and went into the bathroom to pee. The house was quiet, most likely mom and dad still asleep, which didn't surprise me after the late night they'd had. Re-entering my room I quickly snatched up my cell phone from off my dresser, I'd forgotten to check it for messages before falling asleep. To my relief, Jayleen had in fact sent me a text just as she'd promised. She'd gotten home, snuck back inside the house with no one the wiser. A second message was waiting for me, and I read that one. It said simply: I O U 1 I smiled at that, already looking forward to it, and then headed out to the kitchen. As I'd hoped, the coffee had come on as programmed, four clean empty cups sitting beside it. Obviously, even Cindy hadn't called or come over yet for her early morning coffee with mom, though I remembered her asking me to "come over" as opposed to seeing her here. I wondered why. After pouring myself a cup of much needed coffee, I stepped over towards the window and looked out across the yard. Bob's car was gone, but then I'd expected that. Unlike most, Bob very often worked on Sundays at the nursery he owned and operated, they always did a booming business on the weekends, so he usually took off Friday and Saturday and then worked the rest of the week. I ventured outside sitting down at the patio table. I wasn't there more than just a few minutes when I saw the back door open across the way. Cindy stood waving me over, she was almost naked, wearing nothing more than what appeared to be one of Bob's long sleeved dress shirts and nothing else, especially as it was open. I started to head across, but then she stopped me seeing the cup of coffee in my hands. "I was just about to make some," she called out. "But if you've already got some ready, pour me one and bring it over," she told me. I went back inside the house, refilled my own and poured her one, and then ventured back across the yard to her place. She was still standing there in the doorway, though I noticed she had buttoned up the shirt as she greeted me. I was slightly disappointed. "Bob's already left for work," she informed me. "Figured as much," I responded back handing her, her cup, which she gratefully accepted. "So...what's up?" I asked curiously, especially with her standing there dressed the way she was, not at all surprised to feel my cock lurch in hopeful expectation. If nothing else, perhaps she'd have me start filling up a new jar, something that no longer bothered me in doing for her. "I have a bit of a favor to ask," she said coyly, "Though I don't think you'll mind doing it for me too much after you hear what I have to say." "Sure, what?" I responded back, suddenly anxious to hear what new little surprise she might have in mind, though even when I did, I was a bit shocked by it. "You know Laurel yes?" She asked. "Of course," I responded, "I mean not personally really, but I ah...well, you know, saw them the other night over at the house, and then of course saw them again last night at the party, what about her?" "Obviously Kevin, you've learned quite a few interesting things about many of us over the past few days," she began. I nodded my head smiling. "And since you have, and the more I thought about this, the more I decided I might share with you something else, another one of our groups naughty little secrets," she said grinning even more broadly. "And that is?" I asked curiously. "Do you have any fantasies Kevin?" she asked catching me off guard. "Of course," I answered simply. "Don't we all?" Cindy smiled at that, nodding her head in agreement. "Do you ever act on any of them?" She then asked. "Not really...no. Until lately, anyway, " I smiled back. "But that wasn't something I had considered to actually be a fantasy, until now," I again added recalling the way it felt to stand there masturbating myself in front of her while she watched. Suddenly now...it was one. "Would you like another?" she then asked. "Maybe," I said tentatively, "what is it?" "Helping me...and Laurel to enjoy one of hers," she told me. "I'm not sure that's such a good idea, what if she blabs something to my mom or dad," I said worriedly. So far, I felt like I could trust Cindy at least, but I wasn't so sure about Laurel being able to keep her mouth shut. "Don't worry...she won't even know it's you as long as you do what I tell you to do," she informed me. Now I really was curious, not able to imagine what it might be. "Interested?" "Maybe," I said once again. "Tell me what it is I have to do, and then I'll tell you," I said a little impatiently. "Well, as I said Kevin, we all have our little fantasies, and very often we try and help one another out in making them happen for one another from time to time. Anyway, Laurel told me one of hers last night at the party, I told her I'd see what I could do for her. She should be here in about twenty minutes from now in fact," she explained. "What she wants me to do for her, and which I said I would do, was find someone who would cum on her while she lays there playing with herself." "Excuse me? Won't she know it's me? Like I said Cindy, we met...it's not like she won't know who I am." "She won't, if she's blindfolded while you do," Cindy shot back at me. "Which is part of the fun for her, not knowing who it is, only that she's being watched, and then spunked on while she plays with herself. Her entire fantasy is in doing that, getting a guy so turned on that he shoots his cream all over her, and she never does know who it was that actually did it. That's where I come in." "You're serious." "Very." "What if I say no?" "Then she'll be very, very disappointed when she gets here, especially as she's expecting it. And quite frankly, I'd be very disappointed myself. After all Kevin, it's not like she'll know who you are, or that you haven't stood there and jerked yourself off in front of me before either." Which was true of course, and admittedly, the more I stood there thinking about it, the more and more exciting it became. Laurel naked, playing with herself, blindfolded while I stood there watching her, and then coming on her when it was time. "Anywhere I want?" "Anywhere...and everywhere," Cindy told me. "And to make it even more fun for you, I'll of course be naked too, and even play with you a little myself while you stand there watching her. So...are you interested? Or no?" It had become a moot point. "Sure, why the hell not?" I said grinning. "Just remember, part of her fantasy is NOT knowing who you are, so try not to speak or make a sound if you can help it, though that part may be hard for you. I don't think a little moaning will necessarily give anything away, but obviously she's spoken to you, so should you slip up and say something, she might in fact recognize your voice, which would spoil the fantasy for her. So...still interested?" The sound of a car pulling up into the drive alerted us that Laurel was in fact already there. "Yes!" I said excitedly. "Good, run upstairs and wait in the bathroom, I'll come and get you when it's time, when she's ready. It might be a few minutes before I do however, she likes me to sort of prime her pump a little first if you know what I mean." Seconds later I was sprinting up the stairs to the bathroom as Cindy opened the door greeting her friend. I sat down on the toilet after having removed all my clothing, once again trying to calm myself, collect my breath as I heard them talking, soon after coming up the stairs. "So, he's here already?" Laurel asked Cindy excitedly. "Yep, anxiously waiting for us," Cindy acknowledged. "Looking forward to watching you touch yourself, while he stands beside you, jerking himself off as he does," Cindy told her, which had the effect of arousing Laurel even more. "Have you seen his dick?" "I have," Cindy acknowledged. "Is it big? Nice and hard?" "Big enough, but certainly hard enough...yes," she informed her friend. I could hear them even more clearly now as they reached the landing, turning down the short hallway heading off in the opposite direction towards the main bedroom. "Do you think he'll cum on me...a lot?" she asked hopefully. "I want to feel lots and lots of his cream squirting on me," she asked hopefully. "I'm sure he will honey," Cindy told her. "Provided of course you put on a really nasty act for him in order to make him even more horny than I know he already is. Do that, and I can promise you that he'll drench you. So do very naughty, dirty, wicked things to yourself while he watches you, and then I am sure that he will." Just hearing their conversation had made me that. But Cindy was right in another way now too, this had just suddenly become another fantasy of mine, and one in which I no doubt would think back on and jerk off to myself countless times afterwards. I was already looking forward to it. The hard part, would be in keeping my mouth shut, I was half tempted to run back to my house and grab the duct tape. Cindy had already prepared for that however, which I would eventually learn. ** I could still hear them talking though not quite as clearly. A few moans and groans later, Cindy opened the bathroom door inviting me to come out. As I did, she held up what appeared to be a ball-gag. I shook my head no at first upon seeing it. "Trust me, it will help. If you can't stand it, I promise I'll take it out, but it might be better for all of us if you were to wear it," she told me quietly. I relented, allowing her to fit it inside my mouth. It took a moment to get used to it being there, but as I did, and as Cindy led me down the hallway towards the bedroom, I was soon rock fucking hard. "We're here," Cindy told her friend. Laurel was indeed blindfolded, but otherwise unbound. She could have very easily removed her blindfold herself, but she didn't. What she did do, and was doing, was fondling her magnificent breasts, pulling on her nipples almost painfully by the looks of it, pinching her thick fat nipples, and then lifting her tits up, stretching them, wiggling them, before letting go again. And then just as quickly, repeating the process. "Does he like the way I'm playing with my breasts?" Laurel now asked. "Is he...is he stroking his cock?" "He does, and he is yes," Cindy told her as she briefly took a seat next to the bed, watching me more than she was herself watching Laurel. "Is it all nice and hard?" Laurel asked. "What does it look like?" "Damn hard," Cindy told her actually looking at it, which for a moment made me feel a bit shy and self-conscious. "It's perhaps six, maybe seven inches in length? But it's really thick, fat and angry looking, all purple swollen, and I think I can even see a little precum oozing out of the tip of it now in fact," she said. There wasn't yet...but there soon would be. She was right about the rest of it though, my cock felt like stone, and it was indeed purple, the tip swollen, fat and horny as hell as I stood there fisting myself, looking at the two of them. "Oh fuck!" She moaned, one hand now snaking down between her legs running up and down between her lips briefly. "Show him what you look like," Cindy urged her friend. "Go on Laurel, spread yourself, let him see just how juicy and pink your pussy really is, give him a nice view of how wet you are, how your juices pool just inside your cunt like they always do." She began doing so, her hands at first simply spreading herself apart. I had never seen anything like this, never...not even in a porn movie. It was in fact my very first glimpse at a woman's cunt, all totally exposed. The pinkness of her inner flesh was amazing enough, but then I saw what Cindy had mentioned already, an almost frothy white substance that seemed to be oozing from somewhere inside, coating her neither lips, wetting them. "That's it honey, perfect. Now...draw some of that juice out of yourself with your fingers, rub it on and around your nipples for him while he watches." "Is he stroking his dick? Hard? Slow?" "Slow," Cindy told her. "Nice and slow while he's watching you. A nice slow up and down motion, now he's squeezing it, I can see another fat droplet of precum on his tip." This time, Cindy was telling the truth, there was. "Can I taste it?" She asked. "Feed it to me...please!" I looked uneasily towards Cindy, but she stood up and came over, grasping my prick, her finger easily coming away with the droplet as she then leaned over, allowing Laurel to suck it off the tip of her finger. "How's that? Taste good?" She asked her friend. "Yes! Fuck yes...more please!" "Sorry, no. You haven't been naughty enough, has she?" Cindy said looking over towards me. I just stood there looking at her, not quite knowing what to do or say. "He says no...you haven't," she told her friend. "Not nearly naughty enough. If you want more, you're going to have to earn it," she then told her friend. Still laying there with her legs spread so obscenely, her glistening cunt so open, so vulnerable and inviting, I watched as she reached down, exposing her clit even more decadently than it had been. "That's better, a little anyway," Cindy informed her. "Your clit is all nice and hard, but it needs some attention, some punishment perhaps, don't you think?" She once again asked looking at me. This time, I nodded my head yes, she even laughed, though more like a hot little giggle. "Yes, he agrees," she told Laurel. "I think you need to spank that naughty little clit, make it sting a little," she told her friend. Seconds later she was doing just that, and hard too! I could hear the slap of her hand, flesh against flesh as she spanked her cunt, more specifically, her clitoris. Slapping it rapidly, pausing only on occasion to actually pinch it, tweaking and pulling on it with her fingers. "How's that," she asked breathlessly. "Very nice, he likes that, his cock is throbbing all by itself," she told her once again, once again telling the truth too, it was. "Is he juicy?" She now asked. "Very much so," Cindy told her, "want to hear it?" she asked. "Want to hear just how fucking juicy his prick really is?" "Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!" Laurel cried out. Cindy cheated just a little. But I certainly didn't mind. She leaned over, mouthing my cock, spitting on it, lathering it with her saliva, and then fisting it, jacking it, allowing Laurel to hear the squishy sounds she made as she now stood next to me actually working my cock in such a way she could actually hear it. "Oh fuck that's hot!" Laurel moaned. She went back to pinching and lifting her tits again, something I quite enjoyed seeing, nodding my head in excitement at seeing her do so. "He likes that," Cindy told her. "Now...slap them too honey, except kneel on the bed while you do, lean over a little, let them hang down and swing free while you do that." It was as though Cindy had been reading my mind. There was just something about dangling, hanging tits that had always gotten to me, and now seeing hers, especially as large as they were as she leaned forward was driving me to the brink. Laurel began slapping them both with her hands, once again, not holding back either, her hand-slaps leaving red marks on her exposed tender skin, her nipples if anything, even harder than they had been as she did that. "Nice baby...nice," Cindy cooed. "Would you like to feel a little cum lotion on the tips?" she now asked. "Oh God yes!" Laurel groaned expectantly. Cindy led me over closer towards the bed, doing so by the cock, as I quite naturally followed. Seconds later, I stood there watching her as Laurel held her breasts together in her hands as Cindy rubbed the head of my prick back and forth between the two of them. I watched as she squeezed my dick, droplets of fluid leaking out, which she then smeared, rubbing Laurel's nipples with my cock, caressing each, leaving a kiss of pearly liquid upon each before moving away once again. "Ok honey...time to see you really finger-fuck that cock of his, and just so you know, while you do that, I am actually standing here holding onto it myself, I'm jerking it for him now...for a little while anyway, until he's ready to squirt on you. After that, he'll be on his own, just the way you wanted to imagine it, feel it," she promised her. "Oh fuck!" Laurel moaned, once again lying back on the bed, her legs bent at the knee, spread wide open. One hand holding herself a part, the other teasing her even more exposed nasty looking clit as she frigged it with her fingers rapidly. "Very nice baby, very naughty. And this nice hard cock feels pretty naughty too. You should see it. Oh...but you can't can you? And you won't either honey, or I'll take it away. I'll make him leave if you peek. Yes I will. If you look, you won't feel one single precious drop of hot sticky cum squirting on your body, not anywhere. So don't look, as much as you might want to. As much as you'd enjoy seeing his hot thick semen squirting out of the end of his dick, you can't look, can't watch it...you can only feel it." Watching Laurel below me, hearing the two of them as they spoke so lustfully back and forth, not to mention the feel of Cindy's hand as she stood there stroking my cock, soon had me hovering on the edge. I felt like my eyes were about to cross, the inevitable only moments away now. "Oh Laurel, you should see how tight his balls are, his prick is so fucking hard, so swollen, so painfully big. I can tell he's ready to cum any moment now, shoot his big fucking load of sperm all over you, are you ready for that?" she asked. "Are you ready to feel his hot sticky spunk squirting all over you? All over your tits? Your cunt? Your face?" "Yes! Yes! Squirt it! Squirt it! Cover me with your cum! Drench me in it...please!" She screamed, her fingers furiously pounding away in and out of her cunt now, one hand almost violently pinching her nipple. "Go ahead baby...let her have it," Cindy told me smiling, and then stepped back, releasing my cock, surprising me as she slid into the bed next to Laurel. "Now you'll know...when you feel it, he's jerking himself off, just for you baby...gonna squirt that hot funky spunk all over your naughty, naked body!" That's all it took, seeing the two of them lying there together, both working their cunt's now, though Cindy did so almost playfully as opposed to Laurel who continued to finger-fuck herself almost painfully so. In the next instant I felt, and then watched the first jettison of my cream as it flew out the end of my cock. Even I was surprised at the voluminous discharge, a thick white rope of cum, that speared her left breast, the tail end of which landed across the flat of her tummy. "Oh my God! More! More!" She wailed. And she got more, lots of it, as did Cindy. I continued to yank on my dick, jacking it, watching spurt after glorious spurt explode landing on them anywhere, and everywhere. Laurel screamed in delight as some of it hit the side of her face, much of which would have landed in her eyes had she not been wearing the blindfold. Cindy to was hit, leaning over to lick off part of my original spending from Laurel's breast, only to receive a rather copious splurge of my cream as she did so. "Feel it baby?" Cindy cried out. "You should see it honey, oh my god, he's shooting his fucking cum all over the place, all over me...all over you!" Laurel gasped, suddenly driving her fingers as far inside her as she could, she held still only for a moment, and then screamed at the top of her lungs as her orgasm washed over her. I had long since collapsed down on the edge of the bed, exhausted, spent...and yet exhilarated beyond words. Seeing and hearing what I had...and eventually feeling it, had been one of the most erotic, sensual moments of my entire life. Kings and Queens Ch. 05 Too weak even to stand, I sat there wondering what would happen next, ready to stand, more than ready to take the ball gag out of my mouth nearly doing so. It was then that Laurel rolled over, assuming a doggy position, her enormous free-swinging tits hanging down. "I need to be fucked...please, fuck me," she begged. "Please Cindy, have him fuck me!" I looked at her in alarm, it was the one thing I couldn't do, not like this anyway. I couldn't lose my virginity, especially when I'd meant to lose it together with Jayleen. Once again, Cindy came to my rescue. "Sorry baby, that's not part of the deal, part of the fantasy. But I'll tell you what, how about I fuck you while he watches? Maybe...just maybe mind you, he'll get all nice and hard again for us, and shoot another nice sticky load on you while I am, how's that sound?" "Yes, oh god yes! Do it! Do it Cindy! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Where only seconds ago I felt like I was thoroughly satiated, I sat in mild surprise as Cindy pulled what was obviously some sort of strap-on dildo from her nearby nightstand. Fitting it on herself, even I had to admit she looked wicked, this enormous, life-like looking cock sticking out even larger than I was, though not quite as big around, or nearly as hard. Even so, it looked sexy as hell, dirty in a way that sent shivers of renewed lust coursing through my body. I sat there watching Cindy mount her from behind, soon slipping the cock inside her as she slowly began screwing her, Laurel's tits beginning to swing so provocatively. I felt my cock stiffening, surprised at myself, though Cindy merely smiled, grinning at me. "Go ahead baby...stroke it, give her another nice dose of cum." It took a while, but eventually I did. ** Cindy had fucked Laurel into oblivion, leaving her to recuperate there on the bed as she led me out of the room, finally removing the ball-gag. "Thank you baby, I hope you had as good a time as the two of us did." "But you didn't cum? Did you?" I asked. "No, I didn't. But I didn't on purpose. Now Laurel's going to spend the next couple of hours going down on me, and I assure you...I certainly will then. Now...go ahead honey, run along. I'll see you in a few hours from now. Oh, and tell you're mom that I'll call her later, in fact...tell her I'll be over later to tell her how my afternoon chat with Laurel went. She'll know what I mean by that." I could only imagine. "Ok," I said, and then hurriedly dressed, taking a moment to enjoy the view as Cindy sashayed back down the hallway towards the bedroom. By the time I got home, mom was up and about. "Where've you been?" she asked me. "Oh, over at Cindy's giving her a hand with the room, until Laurel showed up," I told her. "She shooed me away shortly after that, said something about her and Laurel needing to have a private chat, said she'd tell you all about it later," I finished. I saw a knowing look in mom's eyes, a particular secretive smile I'd seen a few times before. "Oh, before I forget, Jayleen called. Said something about meeting you before school tomorrow? Wanted to make sure I gave you the message, said something about her dad taking her phone privileges away or some such shit anyway." "Fuck!" I thought, though not saying it. "Damn," I said instead. "Now what?" I wondered, and then headed back into my room. ** Kings and Queens Ch. 06 With graduation only a few short weeks away now, pretty much all the athletic activities were over. As such, the track and football field were deserted as I stood waiting for Jayleen to arrive. A few minutes later she did, and we ducked behind the stands where we'd met before. Having arrived early, we still had a good thirty minutes before class, so I was hoping for a bit of brief fun at the very least. Jayleen explained to me how her dad had taken away her cell phone for a week, which was a real bummer, but she promised to call me anyway, using a nearby payphone whenever she could manage it. After three more weeks, it wouldn't make any difference anyway as she then informed me she was planning on moving out, and then moving in with her older sister. The problem with that was, she'd be living nearly four hours away, though it had always been her intention of attending college upstate, and me having already been accepted at a local university where I'd continue living at home for a while at least. "I wanted to tell you something," she began. "But before I do that, remember what I texted you?" Though I was curious about what she had to say, I was also equally as curious about her "I O U 1" that she'd sent me. I smiled letting her know that I did remember, and then watched as she deftly reached over unzipping my fly. Though nervous about anyone seeing us as we stood beneath the stands, no one ventured nearby even as a few fellow students began arriving in the parking lot. Taking my cock out of my jeans, Jayleen stroked it until it was nice and hard, and then knelt down on the ground in front of me and proceeded to give me what was a very nice and very enjoyable blowjob. One of the things we had actually talked about believe it or not, long before we'd actually done much of anything, was the fact she wasn't too keen on ever letting anyone cum in her mouth. So knowing that, I was prepared to warn her well ahead of time. As my orgasm slowly approached, her mouth wonderfully sucking my cock, I did so, letting her know I was only seconds away from releasing a nice hot load. To my surprise however, she kept sucking, looking up towards my face as I stood there looking down. I warned her again, wondering for a moment if she hadn't heard me or understood what I'd said. It became obvious that she had, now opening her mouth even wider, still holding my cock, stroking it expectantly. When she did that, I exploded, watching my cum spurting into her mouth as she took it. When I was finished, she did turn and spit most of it out, even so...it was still pretty erotic and I was surprised at the effort she had made, especially when she'd so adamantly stated it was something she would never ever do. I then realized, there was more to this than simply an IOU of sorts, and wondered if it might have something to do with her eventually moving out and moving away. After I had straightened myself up again, I stood there smiling, but wondering what else was going on, especially by the look in her face that now looked tentative, worried. "What's up?" I finally asked, now a little worried myself. "There's something I have to tell you," she told me and then I knew it wasn't going to be pleasant when she did, which partially explained the "No cum in my mouth blowjob" I'd just been given. "The other night at your place when we almost did it," she started out. "I wanted to, especially with you, but I also knew you were a virgin, and I didn't want to do something until I told you something first, and that is...I'm not." Her surprising revelation hit me like a sledgehammer. Maybe it shouldn't, but the truth of the matter was, I'd been led to believe that she was, especially as she'd always kept me at a distance with regards to that. And though looking back I couldn't remember a time when she'd come out and actually said she was, she'd never said she wasn't either, until now. "When?" I found myself asking, now curious as we'd been dating for most of our senior year together. "Before you," was all she said, and it was obvious she wasn't about to tell me who either. "Why am I only finding out about this now?" I had to ask. "Because I want to again...with you," she said simply. "But not before you knew that I wasn't. I didn't want there to be any secrets between us, and I didn't want you thinking or believing I hadn't before we ever did." I was in a very weird place at the moment. On the one hand, I now had a few secrets myself, none of which I felt like I could tell her about. Somehow in my mind, I'd managed to reconcile what I'd done, been involved in, and didn't really consider it to be cheating on her. On the other however, learning that she wasn't a virgin, where as I still technically was in that sense, didn't sit very well with me. Oddly enough, it wasn't so much that she'd already had sex with someone else that really bothered me. It was the fact that she had and I hadn't. She was experienced in that area to some extent at least, and I had absolutely no fucking clue as to what to expect, or even really do for that matter. My stunned silence wasn't quite what she was expecting either as we both stood there, the five minute bell ringing alerting us to the fact that school was about to start. "I need to go," she informed me, though once again her look was worried and concerned. "I'll try and call you this evening if I can get away," she then added. "Obviously...we still need to talk." With that, Jayleen sprinted off across the football field towards her first class, my own in the opposite direction, though I didn't run, I simply walked. I now had a lot to think about myself, should I now share with her a few things about myself that she didn't know? How would she respond to that? I could only imagine, and yet, I also knew how intensely arousing and exciting it had been for me too. With emotions on a wild rollercoaster ride at the moment, I headed off to class wondering what it was I should do. ** Late that same evening after I had gotten home from my part-time job, I'd come into the house surprised to see my mom was still up. Dad had already gone to bed, and mom appeared to be joining him shortly. I'd been brooding about things all day long, and I guess it showed in my face as I came in the door. "Why the long face?" Mom asked me, suddenly not as anxious to head off to bed as she'd appeared to be when I first came in. Maybe it had something to do with knowing what I now knew about my own parents, primarily that mom wasn't as innocent as I'd come to believe her to be, though I'd always known my father to be a bit "out there" as far as things went, but I'd always thought of that as just being a "guy thing", now...I had at least come to terms with the fact it wasn't just dad, mom too had more of an open-mind obviously, than I'd given her credit for. "Jayleen isn't a virgin," I said simply. "I just found that out today." Mom pulled out a chair from the table sitting down, just as I did. "And you still are," she surmised correctly, a little surprised perhaps to discover I still was though she obviously knew I wasn't exactly innocent in other areas. "Does that bother you that she isn't?" She asked. "It does yes, but maybe not in quite the way you think it does," I told her. "I mean...sure, I wish she'd told me earlier, but the fact is...now I wonder if and when we actually do, what she'll think. I mean...I don't have any idea, you know?" I said looking up, surprised to be having this conversation with my own mother. Mom smiled however, understanding my worries and concern. "And you're worried that because you don't, that she'll be disappointed in you or something." "Something like that," I responded back. "It might have been different with the two of us fumbling about, not knowing what to expect, or even what to do exactly. But the fact remains, she does...and I don't." "Maybe if the two of you just sit down and talk about it," she suggested. "Awe mom..." I said reluctantly. "I feel stupid enough as it is, inadequate. What if I really do disappoint her? What then? What if I ah....you know," "Prematurely ejaculate?" Mom said openly, surprising me with her candor. "Well yeah, that too," I freely admitted, seeing her try to stifle a giggle. "Listen, Kevin...since you're being open with me now, I'm going to be open with you too, and though I might be your mother, I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to actually sit down and discuss this with me. So...I'm going to ask you, do you have any problems coming too soon or too quickly when you masturbate? And don't tell me you don't either...I know better. I've seen enough evidence to suggest the fact you do so often, and no...don't ask me how I know that, just know that I do." I was a bit surprised at the direction our conversation was suddenly going, but I also realized mom was seriously trying to understand my dilemma, and perhaps actually offer me some sound advice. "No, not really," I told her. "What do you mean by not really?" she asked. Perhaps any other time I'd have felt really uncomfortable, or awkward discussing this with her, but like I said, I'd been brooding about it all day, and now, actually having someone to talk to about the way I was feeling, actually felt good. "When I want to...I can come pretty quickly. But there are other times, when I enjoy taking my time, and it's not like I have to stop or fight to keep from coming," I admitted to her. She nodded her head in understanding, though I could still see the secretive smile in her eyes that told me she was finding part of this discussion to be somewhat amusing. "Perfectly normal then, just as I suspected you are," she told me seeing the look of relief in my face. "Honestly Kevin, I think you're making more out of this than what's necessary. But...tell you what, let me think about it a little, and then we'll sit down and discuss it again, how's that sound? It is a bit late, and I really do need to get to bed otherwise I'll feel like shit all day at work tomorrow. So...give me a couple of days and then we'll sit down again, ok?" To be honest, I did feel better. The fact I could actually discuss something like this with my own mother was refreshing to say the least, though my normal almost automatic everyday desire to jerk off seemed to evaporate. As such, I didn't even think about it let alone actually do so for the next couple of days. I hadn't heard from Jayleen either, still unable to call me, and as we had absolutely no classes together, I barely even saw her at school, especially as I always left before lunch time in order to head off to work at my part time job. Because of that, we'd hardly said two words to one another since her revelation under the stands a few days before. And it had been a busy week for everyone else too. In a way, I was almost glad I hadn't run into Cindy, I was still having a few mixed emotions about that too. On the one hand, I'd certainly enjoyed the little bit we had done, it had excited me beyond reason, though I was now feeling just a teeny bit guilty about having done that much, and not being able to share that with Jayleen, or even mom for that matter. I'd begun to wonder what she'd think if she were to ever find out. How would that affect her relationship with her best friend and neighbor? I found myself thus avoiding the possibility of running into Cindy again until I could work that part of it out for myself too. Finally on Thursday evening, again late after arriving home, mom had sat up waiting for me. I was actually glad to see that she was, evidently she'd finally come to some sort of a decision, and perhaps had some advice to offer to me about the way I was thinking...feeling. I noticed a small little card sitting in the middle of the kitchen table with my name on it when I came in. What I hadn't expected or anticipated however, was that dad was still up too, and he soon after came in to the kitchen joining us, taking a seat next to mom. I realized then, they must have talked about my situation, and though I once again felt a little weird about them having done that, in retrospect, it shouldn't have surprised me. "Go ahead, open it," they both said smiling. I sat down reaching for the little card, opening it. I immediately noticed it was on a fancy type of stationary from the Marriott Hotel, Luxury resort in fact. I opened the card, it read simply, "Room 112 Friday & Saturday May 21st and 22nd." I looked up confused. "Consider it a somewhat early graduation present," mom said without going into further explanation. As for dad, he sat there grinning like a clown. All he needed was a white face and a little red paint to complete the picture. "I don't understand," I said in response to their looks and smiles. "You will," mom said letting me know that they were about to tell me anything else. "I've already called your boss, told him we were planning on a graduation surprise for you too, so he's already given you the night off. Check in is after two, so you're welcome to go anytime after that. Enjoy yourself, relax by the pool, order in room service...relax." Obviously, this was really sweet of them, and certainly a surprise. But I couldn't for the life of me understand why they'd done this...and then it dawned on me, especially with dad sitting there with this shit-eating grin on his face, they'd hired a prostitute! Ok, maybe not a sleazy stand around on the corner prostitute, perhaps more of a high-priced call girl, but even then...I was stunned. It was the only thing that made any sense. "Just try and enjoy yourself," mom said, now confirming my suspicions. "And don't think too heavily about it either," she then added as she and dad finally stood heading off towards their bedroom. I sat for the longest time staring at the card, wondering about it, though I'd already made up my mind to go, if anything, I was looking forward to a little R & R if nothing else. And spending an entire weekend at a luxury resort, with everything paid for as long as I was there, had its benefits. "Fuck!" I said aloud. "Who knows? Maybe she'll actually be good looking too?" I convinced myself. Knowing dad anyway, if he'd had any say in picking her out, she'd at least have nice tits. That was one of the few things dad and I certainly did have in common. For the moment anyway, my worries and concerns about Jayleen would have to wait. I sat there realizing I now had an erection, something I hadn't had for several days now. I grinned, standing up and slipped off into my room where I proceeded to sit back, fantasize about some mysterious good-looking woman, taking my virginity. Suddenly, things were right with the world again. ** I checked into my room around three. The suite was enormous! In all my life I had never seen, let alone ever stayed in a room quite like this one before. It looked more like a furnished apartment, including a nice-sized kitchenette, though I had no intention of doing any of my own cooking. The bedroom itself was four times the size of my own, and included a sunken tub, Jacuzzi sitting nearby, aside from the spacious bathroom and shower area that was large enough to accommodate four people comfortably. "Damn!" I said grinning from ear to ear as I gave myself a tour of the place, even more surprised to see mom and dad had even left a couple of bottles of wine for me with my name on them on the side board. "Like we said, have fun...enjoy yourself, love...mom and dad." I was anxious, a little nervous, but obviously excited too. I still had no idea what to expect, or even when to expect it, but I'd already surmised all that had been put into motion. I hurriedly slipped into my swim trunks and headed outside to the pool. I quickly found a nearby lounge chair and settled in. Across the way a couple of good looking women were already laying out sunning themselves. I was briefly startled when a young female approached me carrying a tray. To my surprise, it already had a drink on it. "Mr. Williams?" she asked. Even with sunglasses on, I still had to shield my eyes when looking up at her. She was young, gorgeous and friendly. Even so, I wasn't used to being addressed quite so formally. "Yes?" She handed me my drink. "Compliments of the resort," she told me. "I'm to inform you that everything has been taken care of in advance, all you have to do is sign for it," she said still smiling. "If there's anything else that you need while you're here...don't be afraid to ask. And by the way, my names Janet," she told me. Though I had already noted that when I'd glanced up at her breasts, her name badge hanging just above one of them. I wondered briefly if she meant anything more than that, but then decided she didn't and that it was just my own overactive imagination and horniness playing tricks on me. "Thank you," I told her, signing the check. "Room 112 yes?" She smiled back once again...and I wondered. "Yes," I said grinning back as I watched her cute tight little ass walking away. I sat outside by the pool for the better part of an hour, accepting a second drink from Janet, along with another somewhat flirtatious smile, and then decided to head in for a shower and get cleaned up a little. I still had no idea what to expect, or when to expect it either, but I wanted to be ready for it whenever it did. I soon stood in this giant sized shower, enjoying the feel of the deliciously hot almost scalding spray on my flesh as I washed up. Preening myself in front of the mirror a few minutes later, I walked naked back into the bedroom, and froze. For a moment, I was dazed, confused, and shocked beyond belief. Sitting on my equally enormous bed were three women, all of them naked, grinning at me as I came in. "Hi sweetie! Surprise!" I could only stand there trying to find my voice. "Cindy? Laurel? Doreen?" All three of my mother's friends sat there, naked as they day they were born..."Mom, Dad? Actually put you up to this?" I asked incredulously. "Well of course silly. Disappointed? Would you rather there be someone else? A call girl perhaps?" Cindy giggled. "Which initially was your father's suggestion by the way, until your mom and the three of us convinced him this would be a lot better for everyone all the way around, unless of course...you're not interested." I didn't know what to say, I was still a bit speechless, though my cock soon gave way to any shyness I might have entertained as I stood there looking at the three of them. "And beside's Kevin, what young man hasn't entertained the thought of fucking an older woman, a MILF? As you refer to them these days?" she asked. "And here...with us, you have three of them!" She added grinning. I had to ask. "Does ah...Bob? John and Mike know about this?" "Of course they do. In fact, they're all coming up tomorrow to spend the weekend too, along with your mom and dad. We've all taken our own rooms, so yes...to alleviate any fears you might have about that, they do. In fact, they even said how they wished they'd been given this opportunity when they'd grown up, and thought it was a great idea, especially when it was your own mother who suggested it!" I couldn't believe my ears, let alone what I was actually seeing. "Now, the only question that remains, and which will be entirely up to you of course, is which one of us do you want to pick to have your first time with?" Cindy asked. "And don't worry about feeling obligated to me either," she then added. "You won't hurt my feelings, I'll be happy with second, or third spot...either way." "Second...third?" "It's going to be a long night...a very, very long night," she said grinning, standing as they all did. "Now then, how about you come over here and sit on the bed while you think about it, let us pamper you a little while you decide. We're not in any rush here either you know, like I said. We have all night...and all day tomorrow as well. Kings and Queens Ch. 06 "All day tomorrow?" As one they all laughed, and then I allowed myself to be pulled into a sea of exotic looking flesh, soft skin, tits in all shapes and sizes, hungry mouths suddenly licking and kissing me from head to toe. For the first time I actually worried about premature ejaculation. ** A few minutes later, I forgot all about that. I know it sounds silly, but I felt a little like a Sultan, with my own personal harem. Lying there on my back as each one of the three women fed me their tits to suck on was a fantasy come true. Ok, maybe not for some, but certainly for me it was. I'd actually imagined at some point doing just that, having a bevy of women, each one with different sized shapes, and colors of nipples sitting in front of me to play with. And now...here I was, doing just that. Even with my cock as hard as it was, which it was...I wasn't even thinking about it. All I could do was enjoy myself, and hopefully give each one of them some pleasure as well, as I gorged myself on a feast of hard extended nipples, soft pliant skin, as I went back and forth between all three, each one of them hovering over me, offering up their succulent mammaries to my heart's content. And hopefully theirs! But it got even better when I was soon treated to what could only be described as a breast massage. The feel of three different pairs of breasts being rubbed against my body, once again from head to toe and back again, was driving me nuts with desire. Even being turned over, where the onslaught of such tantalizingly soft titty-flesh now caressed my backside, especially my ass, briefly rose up the earlier concern of tossing a load into the sheets as opposed to anywhere else. Even then, I soon realized "So what?" As my own level of horniness rose, so did my sudden lack of inhibitions fall. I was enjoying this too much to really care anymore about what I said, did...or wanted to do. And I vocally expressed myself, much to everyone's delight and surprise. But Laurel had already pointed that out to me earlier anyway. "We're here for you Kevin," she'd added to what Cindy had already told me. "So don't be shy, whatever you want, whatever you want to do...to any of us, that's what we're all here for," she'd told me. "So...in this instance at least, we want you to be a naughty boy, a very...very naughty boy." And it was that same naughty boy in me now that wanted to see the three of them lying on their backs together, side by side. And I quickly instructed them all to do so, and then to reach over and play with one another for a few moments while I simply stood there and watched. They were only more than happy to comply. I now knew of course that the three of them, along with my own mother, had no doubt done this on more than one occasion. But seeing it for myself was a real treat, and especially as they lay there together enjoying it as much as they obviously were. But now it was time for me to satisfy and enjoy another one of my own personal fantasies, though I actually did ask them to tell me if I wasn't doing it right, or if there was something I could be, or should be doing when I did. After all, I was here to learn too, and I wasn't so naive as to think I was experienced enough with women to pleasure them...any of them, they way they might have actually preferred. Once again, they were only too happy to show me the ropes as I now knelt on the floor, three hungry, horny looking cunts all waiting for me as I took turns licking and sucking the three of them. I soon learned something else too, which was as much of a delight and a surprise as everything else had been so far. As different as their boobs were, so were their cunts, and I found myself momentarily just drinking them in. I guess I should have realized women were as different as men where in that way, but I'd never really thought about it up until now. It wasn't as though I had a lot of experience in that area as it was. And though I had already had a pretty good look at Cindy's delicious looking little quim, along with Laurels, though I didn't tell her that, Doreen's pussy was even more different looking than either one of theirs were. For one, she had an enormous clit. I hadn't considered the fact that clits too could come in all shapes and sizes, but apparently they did. It was about the size of my little finger, even appearing more so as she actually reached down herself, skinning the hood of it back for me so that I could get a much better look, and a moment later, a much better suck on it as well. "Oh yeah...suck it honey, that's it...suck my little cunt cock!" she called it. In a way, it really was, but I found myself fascinated as I did so, moments later reluctantly moving over to tease and tantalize Laurel's pussy, which up until now I hadn't really played with. Unlike Doreen's and Cindy's, Laurel had a bit longer, thicker labia. But just as Doreen had told me in sucking her clit in a certain way, Laurel too then told me how she liked it when I pulled her lips outwards, licking them with my tongue and literally twisting and folding the lips of her pussy between my fingers, stretching and pulling on them while I flicked her much smaller clit with my tongue. I was needless to say, in seventh heaven. And then there was Cindy. I guess her own uniqueness came in the form of her being able to lubricate so much. Not that the others didn't, but I now knew Cindy also did something the other three didn't quite do, though Laurel had come close. She squirted when she came. This little streamer of almost clear liquid that just seemed to pulsate out of the depths of her cunt when she climaxed. It was fascinating to watch, but I guess I wasn't the only one who found it to be so either. As she neared her orgasmic bliss, I found myself soon joined on either side as Doreen and Laurel knelt along side of me, Cindy well on her way to climatic bliss, telling us so expectantly, and then delivering up a squirting feast of pearly delight as her cunt began bathing the three of us together. Being the gentleman that I am, I didn't hog everything for myself, allowing both Doreen as well as Laurel to share in the delight of Cindy's magnificently squirting pussy. I then sat back and watched, purposely as Doreen and Laurel at my request, entwined around one another in what I could only describe as a scissor lock, pussy to pussy, pressing against one another in a vice-like grip, humping one another, grinding, and then hearing the sounds of their succulent wet cunts as they came against one another, climaxing together. By now, I was in desperate need of some relief myself, but still hadn't as yet made up my mind about who I was planning on fucking first either. There was still plenty of time before that happened. And it was the consensus of the three of them too that, that particular aspect of the evening was still a ways away yet. As Cindy explained it to me shortly, it might be a good idea to give me a nice slow, though very intense little orgasm now, and then I might not be quite so prone to losing it so soon later...when the time came. There's something to be said about a mature woman with plenty of experience. She knew what the hell she was talking about for one. Once again lying on my back, my head well propped up within the pillows, I now sat, looking, watching, and certainly feeling, as the three of them proceeded to devour my cock together. I don't think I can ever quite adequately describe what the sensation of that felt like. I mean hands, fingers, tongues and lips seemed to be everywhere at once. And even the way one mouth felt as it sucked the tip of my prick, somehow felt different from another when they did, likewise the rest of it too. A flicking tongue along the side of my shaft tingled, a bit firmer pressure, a more languishing lick sent shivers racing up and down my spine. Even the fingers that oft times fondled my balls gently, or teased the opening of my ass, which up until then I really hadn't thought about before, drove me insane. The pleasure I felt was beyond anything I had ever experienced before in my entire life. When the inevitable began to happen, I didn't even think about it, I just let it happen. I didn't warn anyone ahead of time about anything, I didn't have to. Somehow I knew right there and then, I wasn't supposed to either. It was meant to just let it happen, to feel good, to explode in a way I'd never experienced before. And boy did I. Trust me, it was a real struggle to keep my eyes open, but I did. I wanted to see it as well as feel it. I mean I knew this was going to be intense, which it was. But I really had no idea. I think that first massive spurt even took the three of them by surprise when it came. It certainly surprised me, and I was the one sitting there squirting the juice. I honestly believe this. Even before I shot that first spurt, which I swear had to have gone at least three, if not four feet into the air, it was brought about by looking down into three pairs of eyes, all of which were looking at me, smiling, licking and fondling my shaft together as one. It was the most erotic, sensual, wicked naughty experience I had ever known. I honestly believe it added at least a foot to that first glorious squirt of my cock. Watching my cum leap from the end of my dick, skyrocketing upwards until gravity took over, seizing it, and bringing it back down, I watched with abject fascination, almost surrealistic in a way, as it rained down upon each of them, over and over again, drenching them all. Even when the cum shower was all but over, they still milked, stroked and teased the last vestiges from my shaft, only then kissing one another, passing what remained back and forth with their tongues as I lay there in a daze, half numb with pleasure watching them. "Holy fuck," I finally managed a few moments later, enjoying the sounds of their laughter even as they continued to softly lick my very spent prick. ** Kings and Queens Ch. 07 I had just enjoyed one of the most amazing experiences of my entire life, and the sun hadn't even gone down yet. Taking a breather, I stood on somewhat wobbly legs and pulled the corks on the wine that mom and dad had left for me..."for us," I grinned inwardly. Cindy had begun filling the Jacuzzi, which was more like a miniature hot tub sitting in the middle of the master bedroom. It was plenty big enough for all four of us as we eased ourselves down into the bubbling hot water, wine glasses in hand as we toasted the experience, still reveling in it. At least I was and oddly enough...I was still a virgin, but it was still early yet, and the night had a long way to go. "So what's next?" I asked feeling giddy, surprisingly still horny though my cock had gone flaccid, even as Doreen sat beside me in the tub, her hand already busily fondling it beneath the water. "Well, while we catch our breaths and give you a little time to recover," Cindy grinned, "I thought it might be fun to share our first time experiences with you, perhaps telling you about them will get you all nice and aroused again, and ready yourself for the big moment," she smiled wickedly. "So? Who'd like to go first?" She asked. Even with Doreen's hand playfully fondling my still somewhat flaccid prick, I was already starting to become aroused again. Just seeing those bare breasts peeking above the surface of the water was enough to raise the dead. The way they wiggled, wobbled and bounced about as the water bubbled like a cauldron around them was doing that, but the additional incentive of sitting there telling dirty stories helped a lot too. "I will!" Laurel said excitedly. "I lost mine my first year in college. I'd gone to a dorm party, and someone suggested we play a naughty game, so they brought out a deck of cards..." "Kings and Queens?" I asked. As one, all three women sat looking over towards me, though Cindy sat with a bemused expression on her face when I said that. "How'd you know about that?" Laurel asked curiously. Cindy burst out laughing of course while looking at me. "Ooops!" I said feeling the blush come into my face. "You might as well spill the beans," she then said. "Go ahead Kevin...tell them." But before I could, she then announced how she'd caught me sitting in the dark in the spare room, spying on them when they'd been over to my parent's house. I was relieved when Laurel laughed upon hearing that I had. "So...did you enjoy what you saw?" She asked. Now I was rock hard as I sat there thinking about it. "Yes...I did," I smiled back relieved to some extent in admitting it. "Too bad we don't have any cards with us now, that might make it more interesting later," She then added. "I bet...we can get some," Cindy grinned..."If you'd like to do that." Somehow that seemed fitting under the circumstances, and I nodded my head. Besides, it also might make it a lot easier for me to let fate decide who my first time was going to be with rather than have to choose one of them and hurt someone's feelings in not being my first. "Let me make a call while you continue on with your story," Cindy said climbing out of the tub. "Be right back." "Anyway..." Laurel began again. "It wasn't Kings and Queen's no, but in a way, sort of like that I guess. Started out as a game of strip poker, except the way we used to play it back in college, you bet clothes just like they were chips. Needless to say, it didn't take long before everyone was naked. After that, the stakes went up as the game turned into betting dares instead. Anyway, I was still a virgin then, though nobody knew that, and I wasn't about to tell anyone that I still was either. I'd gotten involved in a hand, and had pretty good cards too. Before I realized it, it was just down to me and this guy, a guy I'd actually had my eye on for a while. So when he bet me fifteen minutes of "anything he wanted," I had to think for a moment. Which is when I realized I did in fact have the winning hand based on the cards that were showing. We were both sitting on flushes, but I had a straight flush. When he upped the bet to thirty minutes of whatever he or I wanted, I folded." "You folded? Why?" Doreen asked curiously. "Because I knew what he wanted, and I wanted it to be his idea, and that way it would appear to everyone there that I was willing to honor my bet, besides finally giving him my virginity, even though he never knew that he did." "But...but wasn't it obvious?" I asked. To which Laurel laughed. "No, not really. See though I was technically a virgin, having never been with a man before, I no longer had my hymen, I'd lost that a long time ago when I discovered things like banana's, cucumbers, carrots and eventually my mother's vibrator. So no...no one ever knew, but that's how I actually and officially lost mine," she finished. Cindy came back into the room and slid back into the tub after having made her phone call. She smiled winking at me. "They're on their way," she informed everyone. "So...Doreen, tell us...how'd you lose yours?" she asked. I noticed she was blushing. "Actually, I lost mine to another girl," she said almost demurely. "That sounds interesting," Cindy said to which everyone agreed. "Go on...tell us, how'd it happen?" "Well, there was a friend of mine that I grew up with, we'd known one another ever since we were kids. Quite naturally, we used to sleep over at one another's homes. Over time, our sleepovers got more and more interesting. We started out just experimenting by kissing of course, 'practicing' as we used to call it for when the time came that we actually got around to kissing boys. Eventually, after even more time, that went from kissing to touching ourselves while we watched one another, and then from there to touching one another, amongst other things," she grinned. "Go on," Laurel encouraged her, just as I felt her hand now reaching for my cock beneath the water, taking over for Doreen's hand as she continued on with her story. "So one day we'd gone over to her place after school. We were actually trying on some different makeup that her mother had just purchased, for one reason or another, Charlene started rummaging around in her mother's drawers, which is when we discovered her toy collection. A rather extensive one I might add too. Anyway, one of the items was a rather real looking life-sized penis, complete with a strap-on. Now, even though we were both virgins, we'd actually talked about it when the time came, and how both of us were so apprehensive about actually doing it...with a boy. There was the fear of course that it would hurt too much, and at the time, neither one of us wanted to appear 'easy' either. So that quite naturally was a dilemma for both of us. The more we sat there looking at and exploring her mother's toy collection, the hornier and hornier we both got. Before long, we decided to take one another's virginity instead. So that's what we ended up doing, we took turns with the strap-on, and with a lot of time and patience, especially being as nervous as we were, even though we were horny and excited too, that's how I ended up losing mine." "Damn!" I thought as I sat there thinking about that, wondering how many other girls often did that as well. Before Cindy could begin her story however, the doorbell rang. "That should be our cards," she informed everyone, once again climbing out. When Cindy returned a few moments later, she did so...along with my mother! "Hi everyone!" she greeted her friends enthusiastically before turning towards me as she placed the deck of cards she'd brought along with her on the nightstand next to the bed. Sheepishly, I slid a little further down into the tub, though Laurel's hand continued to play with my very erect cock even then. "Don't worry Kevin, I won't embarrass you by hanging around when things get going again," she then added. "But I wouldn't mind sitting in the tub for a bit with you all, if you'd be ok with that," she now asked me. I'd seen mom naked before obviously...not counting the times I'd seen her actually having sex, so it wasn't that so much that made me nervous or a little uncomfortable, but her being there with me sitting in the tub naked myself, sporting an erection. "Ok...mom," I said a bit hesitantly, though she smiled and immediately began stripping off her clothing. It didn't take her long either as all she had on was a bikini with a wrap around covering it. Once she was naked, she slid down into the tub between Cindy and Doreen, but at least she was at the opposite end from where I was. What I hadn't anticipated was when I saw Cindy reaching over, and begin fondling one of mom's breasts as we all sat there...silently now, just grinning and smiling at one another. "So...what were you all talking about before I so rudely interrupted you?" she laughed. "We were just sharing with Kevin here how it was that we all lost our virginity," Cindy explained. "Doreen and Laurel just finished telling their stories, so...I guess it's my turn, unless you'd like to go next," Cindy said turning and looking directly at me as winked mischievously in my direction. Initially, I wasn't too sure I wanted to hear the details of how my mom had lost hers, but then suddenly I did. I know it was weird, but now I was actually curious as I sat there, not to mention being aroused with Laurels continued help. "I'm not sure Kevin wants to hear how his own mother lost her virginity," she said glancing towards me, "Or do you?" she asked. "Actually mom...I would. Go ahead, share your story." I think my saying that actually surprised everyone, except for Cindy of course. I think she new damn well that I'd find that interesting, as well as arousing in hearing about it. "Ok, contrary to what you might believe Kevin, your father wasn't the one who did." Although mom and dad had never been married to anyone other than one another, I'd never really given it much thought, or considered the fact that mom might have been promiscuous long before they had gotten married. Though much of that way of thinking had been dramatically changed here recently anyway. "So...like I said, it wasn't Kevin's father that got mine, but it was Steven's brother in fact who did. I'd actually been seeing and dating him before Steven and I finally ended up together." "Uncle Jim?" I said incredulously. Suddenly these images filled my head. I was doing a fast rewind of the number of times that my Uncle Jim and Aunt Maxine had come over during the holidays in the past, or had come to stay and visit with us during a weeks vacation here and there as they now lived several states away. But I couldn't recall a single solitary moment where either one of them had even hinted at the fact they'd once been intimate with one another in that way. "Yes, you're uncle Jim," mom freely admitted. "But that was long before he and your aunt ever knew one another, and as I said, before your dad and I actually started dating after we broke up. And no Kevin, in case you're wondering...ever since he got married to your aunt, and I married your father, we haven't done anything, or even spoken about it since then." "Oh...ok," I said somewhat relieved, though still wanting to hear mom's story. "So...how did it happen?" I actually asked, seeing the amused expression on mom's face when I said that. "You really want to hear?" she questioned me. "It's pretty naughty!" she said giving me a warning. "Actually...I do," I frankly admitted, as did everyone else as none of them had obviously heard the story before. "Ok, but like I said...I told you it's pretty naughty," she warned me once again, though continued. "Ironically, it was your father that walked in on us. Your uncle Jim was a very tender and caring man, luckily for me. He'd taken plenty of time getting me aroused before attempting to put his prick inside me, by the time he finally did, I was really wet, and really horny. The funny part of it all was, we'd been at it for nearly an hour...not fucking, just trying to get there. I had no sooner felt his cock break through my hymen, and slide in, when your dad suddenly came in the front door unexpectedly. The whole point of our doing it then, was because your grandparents were away for the weekend, and Steven supposedly had a late date himself, only it had ended up with he and his then girlfriend breaking up instead, so he'd come home. Only when he did of course, he ended up walking in on us just at the precise moment that I lost my virginity...literally. Now...to make matters worse, your dad had liked me even then, and even though he knew his brother had been dating me, he'd heard just that very same morning, that Uncle Jim in fact, was thinking about breaking up with me...mainly because I hadn't been putting out." "You're kidding me!" Laurel exclaimed. "What a shit!" She then added. "Did you know this? Is that why you finally gave into him?" She asked. "No in fact...I didn't, not until Steven stood there and told me, especially after seeing what we were doing. He was furious with his brother for one thing, for taking my virginity when he did, even though he was considerate about it while doing so. But Steven was almost beside himself, like I said...he'd had a bit of a crush on me too, and had in fact told Jim that if the two of us actually did break up, he had every intention of asking me out himself. I think looking back on it now, Jim wanted to take my cherry before Steven did. Anyway, Steven ended up taking me home...except we didn't end up at home either. Upset, we drove around for a while, and then ended up at what was then the local make out place up in the hills. That's where Steven and I fucked for the first time, six months later...we were married." Cindy was laughing. "So...you fucked both brothers in the same night and ended up marrying the one who didn't take your cherry. That really is ironic!" she continued giggling, though I noticed even as she did, she was still playing with one of mom's boobs. "So...speaking of which, how are the boys doing anyway?" Doreen asked curiously. "Well, at the moment I'm pretty sure they're still out golfing, though it shouldn't be too much longer now before they return, it's just now starting to get dark, so I'm sure they will be. After that, they're coming over to spend the evening in our room..." mom grinned though she didn't elaborate on that, actually blushing a little as she said that. "That's ok honey," Laurel told her. "After tonight, I seriously doubt there will be too many more secrets between us, which includes Kevin here, she said winking at me. "We've already learned a few interesting little tid-bits tonight as it is, so I don't think he's going to be too terribly shocked or surprised to learn just how sexy and naughty his own parents are. In fact...I think he's already pretty aware of that...aren't you Kevin?" she now asked. Now I was blushing. "I mean after all, this was your idea," she grinned. "Albeit a good one." "And speaking of this being my idea," mom said standing up. "It's best that I leave now, as much as I'll admit to finding it interesting to stick around and watch, I'm not too sure Kevin would be as accepting of that. So...I'll leave the four of you to your own fun. And besides, I have four men I've promised to be nice to myself a little later," she then added, glancing over once again, seeing the somewhat shocked look on my face as she said that. "You're an adult now Kevin...or soon will be anyway," she added grinning. "I may be your mother...but I love sex. So, get used to it!" And with that, she got out dried off and dressed, but not before giving me an affectionate kiss, along with everyone else too, though I also noticed a bit of fondling taking place when she did that. "Count yourself lucky Kevin, you've got amazing parents who are open-minded, loving, and certainly trusting. Not many men your age do, and certainly not many would have mom's and dad's who'd go out of there way to set something up like this for their own son's and daughters." "You're right," I said in acknowledgement of that. "It's just going to take a little getting used to is all," I said thinking about it. "Kind of hard to see your own parents as people who are in fact sexy, sensual people. But I'm starting too," I then added. "Now then...shall we get the cards?" ** The big moment in fact had finally arrived. Admittedly, I was a little nervous. Inexperienced at best, I took some comfort in the fact that I wasn't supposed to be experienced. That was something I was about to get lessons in, from three very attractive, very excited, and very experienced women. Cindy quickly rummaged through the deck and located the first three Queens she could find. She then placed them face down on the table and told the others to pick one, look at it, and then put it back. Once everyone had done that, she thoroughly moved them all around as I stood with my back towards her as she did that. "Ok, everyone remember what card they picked?" Cindy asked. Everyone did, which is when she then had me turn back around. "Ok Kevin...now it's your turn. Pick a card honey, whosever card it is, will be the one that gets to take your cherry!" I stood for a moment looking down at the three cards, it didn't matter which one I picked really, I knew that whoever it was, I was going to experience something special, something I hadn't experienced before. And even if the other two weren't selected for that, I also knew...I'd no doubt be fucking them all eventually anyway. Talk about a way to lose ones' virginity! I reached down, grabbed a card and held it up. Maybe it was fate, and maybe it was meant to be. Without even being told, I knew when I saw the sparkle in Cindy's eyes that I'd selected her card, especially when I saw the somewhat disappointed looks coming from the other two. And the fact it happened to be the Queen of Hearts just made it all the more fitting for some reason. "Two out of three?" Doreen suggested. "Ha, you wish!" Cindy grinned, "Not on your fucking life! I won fair and square, and besides, not like the two of you won't be involved, or get to fuck him after I do either." "If...you don't wear him out first!" Laurel complained teasingly. "Just promise you won't, save some for us too," she almost pleaded. "Don't worry honey...I'm pretty sure as young and as virile as Kevin is, he'll have more than enough to go around for everyone." Cindy now led me over to the bed. "Normally honey, I'd tell you to choose any position you'd like, but as this really is your first time, and I want you to try and control yourself, just lie back and enjoy it, might I recommend a position?" I was only too happy to agree to that, and did so. "Good, in that case, let's have you lay down. I'll straddle you, though I'm not going to put you inside me right away. I'm going to tease you a little first, and the girls can sit beside us, and share in the moment with us that way too." She told me. Once again, it sounded good, damn fucking good. And looked pretty damn fucking good too as Cindy swung that sexy nude body of hers up and over my chest, straddling me, before slithering down. "Cindy?" "Yes honey?" She asked. Her pussy was so close I could smell it. It was all sexy spicy, and suddenly even more important to me to do that than actually stick my dick inside it, not yet anyway. "Can I lick you first?" I asked lustfully. I swear I saw a small tear form in her eyes as she sat there looking down at me. "Of course you can!" she said happily, and then slid upwards towards my face. "Well, if you two are going to do that," Doreen said, "Laurel and I are at least going to keep him all nice and hard until you finally do decide to fuck him," she stated. Like I really needed them to do that, but...who was complaining? Kings and Queens Ch. 07 As I began lapping away at Cindy's sweet tasting cunt, I felt two pairs of lips suddenly gobbling up my dick, flicking and licking it with their tongues up one side and down the other. "Just be careful you two," Cindy warned her friends. "Don't go getting him too close, I don't want his first time inside a pussy to be a short one, it's apt to be short enough as it is anyway," she added. She was right. And thankfully, they pulled back a little, now just lightly and teasingly tonguing me. Had they continued the way they'd started out, I wouldn't have lasted ten seconds. I don't know why it was, but as sweet as she smelled and now tasted, more than anything I wanted to have her squirt on my face. Fascinated by that anyway, I wanted her to cum on me, and then cum on my dick too if she could manage that. She'd already told me that once she'd had her first cum, she always had a second one closely after that, and that it was usually even wetter than the first one. So there really was a method and a reason behind my madness. "Not quite so hard or so fast honey," she instructed me. "Not until I tell you anyway..." she then giggled, calming down my enthusiasm. But she had a pretty good idea of what I was up to too, as she leaned over whispering in my ear. "Don't worry...I promise, I'll soak your cock if that's what you're wanting." I grinned into her pussy, and I honestly believe she knew I was as she laughed out loud. "That's better baby, yes...just like that, now you can suck it. That's it, oh yeah...that's nice, keep sucking it just like that, I'm almost there. Keep going baby, that's it, that's it...now...suck it! Suck it hard and hold it!" I did so, and in the next instant, felt a flood of sweet tasting pussy juice suddenly filling my mouth. There was so much of it that I could hardly breath, allowing most of it to spill from my mouth, running out the corners and along down my cheeks soaking the bed beneath us. But I didn't care, I was enjoying myself, as was she as she came and came and came again. Even before she was totally through coming I think, she slid back off my face, leaving it wet and soaked, glistening with her recent spending. "Ready?" "Fuck yes!" I nearly screamed. I felt her hot, wet pussy resting against my shaft. I couldn't believe the way that it felt, and I wasn't even inside her yet! She took a moment to slither up and down against me, effectively using her pussy lips to lick me with, sucking me before finally repositioning me against her. Even then she sat up, reaching down between us taking my cock within her hand, guiding it. She now took a moment to just tease the head, rubbing it against herself, and then allowing just the tip to enter as she held herself above me. "Well girls...take a good long last look at a virgin cock," she told the other two, who were already leaning over looking at us, looking at my blood engorged prick as it hovered at the precipice of that hot succulent split before plunging deeply into its depths. In the next instant, it was. I felt the silky sweet caress of that heavenly sheath suddenly engulf me, consuming me. All at once I was in, buried to the hilt as she rested atop me, unmoving, each of us savoring the sensation, the feeling as my cock throbbed, and her pussy pulsated, clenching it, caressing it without moving. "Just relax, take a deep breath," she encouraged me, which I did. And she was right too, the sensation of just blowing my nuts right then and there began going away. "We're in no rush here," she said as well. "Just lie back, enjoy it, when you're ready, you let me know." It took several minutes, but I didn't mind waiting, nor neither did she. By now, I was also treated to seeing and watching Doreen and Laurel as each one gingerly leaned over suckling one of Cindy's sweet looking tits. She had closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of that, along with my still throbbing cock buried so deeply inside her. I finally moved, thrusting upwards, watching her eyes pop open, a smile coming to her face as she thrust back against me, slowly at first, and then with more and more tempo as we seriously began going at it. "How's... that... feel?" she asked, thrusting against me, speaking each word individually between hot thrusting lunges. I couldn't speak however. Every ounce of willpower was now focused on my cock, had I uttered even a single word, I'd have lost it. I think her knowing that, hastened along her second, even more powerful orgasm. I hadn't considered the fact that this might be for her, almost as much as it was for me, extremely arousing and exciting. Even with all her experience, willpower, stamina etc...just knowing that she was fucking her best friend's son for the first time in his life, and about to receive what she could only guess at, but which I knew, would be one hell of a load, was enough to trigger her own. "Here it comes honey," she told me, knowing that that, was what I was actually waiting for. "Like I said, and promised...I'm going to bathe that hot hard cock of yours!" When I felt that hot rich nectar suddenly envelope my shaft, no power on earth could have prevented me from spurting inside her. I felt her essence suddenly cascade down the length of my prick, the head suddenly drenched, even inside. I felt it run out of her pussy lips, like a river that had reached its crest during a storm, my balls suddenly soaked, bathed in the same sweet sticky cum syrup that my prick was being washed with. And then I was adding my own to it. With each pulse of my heartbeat, with each clench of her cunt as it spasmed, her orgasm seizing her, ripping her apart from the inside out, I poured my seed into her. I felt each spurt as though it were the first, each one as strong as the one previous, if not more so. I don't know how many times I ejaculated inside her, it just seemed to go on forever, that's about all I knew. Even when she actually collapsed, falling off and away from me, I really wasn't aware of it. It was as though my cock was still inside her, still pumping out hot thick cum, still squirting wildly inside. It took a long time, a very long time for me to even realize that it was Laurel now who was sucking it, licking it, and cleaning off our mutually combined spendings, just as Doreen was now doing to her as she lay between Cindy's legs, cleaning her out, sucking her cunt, drinking down our now mingled juices. Kings and Queens Ch. 08 It took me a while to recover. I lay there in what felt like a state of animation, voices in the back ground, giggling and laughing. But after a few more moments of that, I began hearing other sounds. Soft mewls of delight, moans...groans, gasps of breath...panting. Those were soon followed up by liquid sounds, squishy sounds, slippery sounds. I opened my eyes and looked over next to me only inches away on the bed. Cindy was on her back, Doreen sitting on her face while Laurel had comfortably positioned herself between Cindy's legs, licking her that way. All three were oblivious to my having come out of my orgasmic coma, and with good reason. By the sounds of it, they were all enjoying a little climatic bliss of their own. Not quite content to just sit there and watch, I reached over now fondling one of Doreen's lovely breasts, soon sucking it as she rode Cindy's face. "Well, well...look who's returned from the dead?" she laughed. And I had in more ways than one too! Already my cock was beginning to lengthen again though it had just experienced what had to have been the most intense orgasm of my entire life. Even so, just sitting there seeing the three of them together going at one another the way they were would have at least done that much. But within seconds, I was hard as a rock once again. "Isn't youth grand?" Laurel said looking up smiling towards me. "Never mind that," Cindy moaned, "pay attention to what you are doing," she admonished her. "I'm not that far away damn it!" I'd fucked Cindy. Or rather she'd fucked the hell out of me. I figured since we'd gotten that little piece of business out of the way, everyone and everything else was now fair game. I rolled over and then straddled Laurel from behind. Lying prone as she was, I simply put each one of my legs on either side of hers. She then spread herself just enough to allow me room to maneuver. Sloppy wet, it didn't take any effort at all to feel the moisture of her leaking cunt as I placed the tip of my prick at her opening and slid in. "Oh my god!" She moaned into Cindy's cunt as I hilted myself inside her, unmoving for the moment as I lay on top of her, though still supporting most of my own weight on my arms as though preparing to do pushups. "I take it you've just been boned?" Doreen laughed and then adding. "This, I gotta see!" Without leaving Cindy's face entirely, she managed to spin around on her, now facing in the other direction, able to see now as Laurel continued licking Cindy's clit, sucking it as I began to slowly move within Laurel, teasing her as well as myself for a bit. "He is so...fucking...hard!" Laurel groaned, once again letting up a little, just enough to cause poor Cindy to complain again. "Don't talk with your mouthful!" she said trying to sound serious, though she laughed as Doreen too seemed to forget she was still being licked by Cindy as well, who was now also talking. "Don't laugh, but I haven't been fucked in this position in years, I'd forgotten what it feels like," she moaned openly. "Remind me to remind John of that," she then added groaning once again. "Or anyone else for that matter," she giggled, and then sighed. For myself, it was almost too much to take in all at once. I'd just lost my virginity to Cindy less than thirty minutes ago, and now...here I was enjoying only the second fuck of my young life in Laurel's pussy, with still another one yet to go if I could manage that. At the moment however, all I could think about was the way her slick wet cunt was sucking on my dick. "Fuck," I moaned not even realizing I had, hearing all three of them giggle appreciatively, though Laurels was more of a responding groan when she did. "Fuck is right! He's hitting my cervix!" she said thrusting back against me now, poor Cindy's cunt all but forgotten for the moment, though sitting in the position she was, Doreen quickly rectified that, now leaning over and taking over for Laurel, placing the two of them in a classic "69" position there on the bed. With Doreen having taken over for her, Laurel now rose up, tucking her knees beneath her, though still leaning forward. The enticing angle and display of her near perfect ass forcing me upwards onto my knees as well. But what surprised me was the differing sensation I now felt as I continued to fuck into her. "Wow, I had no idea!" I exclaimed to no one in particular. "No idea what?" Laurel panted looking over behind herself towards me as she spoke. "That...that simply changing positions, even a little...could feel so different!" I spoke gritting my teeth, already fighting the urge to cum that had seemingly crept up on me from out of nowhere. She laughed at that, though so did the other two. "Oh honey...and you've hardly even begun yet," she said hotly...yet sweetly. "And speaking of which," Doreen now moaned though still lapping away at Cindy's split, "Hurry up so that I can have a turn!" "Sorry honey, as young as he might be, I'm afraid after he shoots off this next load of his, you're going to have to be patient for a while before he can, he's not super-fuckman you know!" And though she was right, I wasn't...for a moment I sure as hell felt like I was. Slamming into her now from behind, hearing as well as seeing Laurel's ass as it quivered and moved with each hard felt thrust of my cock inside her, not to mention the sounds of each slap of flesh as I did, soon had me hanging on for dear life. Luckily, she was right there too, and then told me so. "Oh baby, right there yes! Yes! Fuck me baby! Fuck me! Make me cum now...make me....oh fuck! Oh fuck! CUM!" she screamed out at the top of her lungs. For a brief moment I was glad I had such a big room, not so closely situated next to the other suites whether occupied or not. Even then I wondered if the sound of her orgasmic release had carried out through the window and into the courtyard. My thoughts however short-lived as I felt the eruption of her cunt, felt it clench around my shaft, now triggering the second most intense orgasm of my young life. If the neighbors and guests hadn't heard her, they sure as hell heard me! ** Having spent ourselves and no longer distracted, Cindy and Doreen finally got one another off. I felt like Jell-O, floating on a sea of female flesh, basking in it, surrounded by it, hands and fingers still occasionally reaching out, if simply nothing more than just to touch. It felt like a dream, a very sexy...very, very wet dream. " Wonder how JoAnn and the boys are doing?" Cindy suddenly wondered aloud. "Right about now, I bet she's fucking two of them and blowing another while Steven films it," she stated without really thinking. "I'm willing to bet she is too," Doreen added. "Though I'm also willing to bet the boys aren't complaining that we're not there with them either," she said rolling over only then catching what must have been a pained look in my eyes. "Oh, sorry...maybe Kevin's not very comfortable hearing us talking about his mom and dad like this," she then said. "No, it's ok," I told everyone. "Just gonna take a while to get used to the fact that my own mother's just as much of a sexy hot naughty woman as the three of you are is all. I mean I've always accepted Dad's behavior, sort of expected perhaps, so I've never really given any of that much thought. But...just recently finding out my own mom's just as naughty...if not even more so than the three of you are, is going to take some getting used to is all." All three women laughed at that. "Someone starting to have naughty thoughts about their own mother?" Cindy teased me, seeing my eyes widen in response to that. "Certainly not!" I objected, and then mellowed. "Well...not in THAT way anyway!" I responded back, once again to the sound of the three of them chuckling. And then I laughed, joining them. "I guess...I just need to see things in an entirely different light is all," I amended. "Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, though it's still going to take some time getting used to is all." And then it dawned on me as to what Cindy had said earlier. "Movies?" I thought to myself, and remembered dad had an extensive collection of stuff, though he was always recording the history channel on TV, and then cataloging them for watching later. I wondered...thinking I just might have to check a few of those out. "Damn," Doreen said fingering and fondling my limp flaccid noodle. "I think you guys killed it!" She said dejectedly. "Nah," Cindy laughed. "It's just being coy. I'll show you. Stand up, spread yourself, let it see your little clit wants to come out and play, and see what happens," she told her. I shook my head, these gals were unbelievable. After the intensity I'd just gone through, it was going to take a hell of a lot more than that! Boy was I wrong. I don't know. Maybe it was a throw back to that old, "I'll show you mine, if you show me yours thing," going on that did it. But as Doreen actually stood there, and spread herself, and then diddled her cute little clit right there in front of me as I lay below looking up at it, I felt an all too familiar stirring. Hell, even I was surprised! I looked down, saw my dick suddenly move, sort of like rolling over onto it's back (if dicks had a back anyway) and then slowly sit up, and then stand up. "Well...I'll be damned!" I said openly. "No. You'll be fucked!" Doreen corrected me. "And now!" I was only too happy to comply. I was at least granted a bit of a reprieve in the fact that she mounted me, like I was going to complain about that either way. For one thing, in addition to her slithering down my pole like a fireman with the alarm going off in the station as she did, having those two sweet beauties bobbing about up and down above me gave me something else to think about doing to. For me at least, in a way, it's sort of like turning on a light switch. All I have to do is pretend I'm screwing in the bulbs, and suddenly the switch goes up, and everything's on after that. Which it most certainly was. I mean seriously, she might not have had the biggest tits, but her nipples more than made up for whatever lack thereof there might have been. Which in my book, wasn't much. Easily standing up and away from her breasts by a good inch, inch and a half at least, and as big around as gumdrops, or so it seemed anyway, I just lay there thumbing each one of them, flicking them back and forth between my fingers as Doreen rolled her eyes, moaning. Damn they were fucking fun to play with. So much so, I'd almost forgotten about the sensation her pussy was giving to my cock. Almost... Still not quite into it yet themselves, both Cindy as well as Laurel just watched from either side of us, occasionally reaching out to toy with, fondle and then eventually kissing me, or one another while Doreen happily went about doing jumping jacks while sitting on my prick. It wasn't long however before either one of them got aroused themselves once again, and before I knew it, Laurel was easing herself down over my face. Cindy had scooted around Doreen suddenly deciding a little ball sack play was in order, which tightened them up considerably, especially when I felt a probing finger suddenly going places I'd never had or felt one go before. Feeling that, enjoying the soft wet caress of Doreen's tight hot cunt gripping my shaft, and then Laurel's delicious tasting pussy with that amazing clit of hers as she sat on my face, I once again found myself in a state of euphoria. I knew then that the impossible was possible, that the improbable, no longer was. The fact I now in my third slick pussy in a matter of less than four hours now was beyond me. That I had another gorgeous older woman sitting on my face was the thing that boyhood dreams and fantasies were made of, and I was living one. Not to mention enjoying the feel of a probing finger that up until now anyway, had never been something I'd have ever considered doing myself. I realized then, I still had a lot to learn. A hell of a lot to learn yet. But...I also knew from this moment on, I would be a more than willing student. "Alright you horny little stud-muffin, give it to me!" Doreen cried out unabashedly. I actually don't think I knew what a stud-muffin was at the time, but I honestly didn't have to do anything but lay there and be one I suppose. I mean after all, Doreen was pretty much doing all the work, and it wasn't like I could really do anything to help that aside from an occasional upward thrust of my pelvis when I could manage it, and not throw Laurel off my face in the process. Besides which, I was already starting to tingle all over the place in ways I'd not experienced before as Cindy continued to touch spots and places that had previously had a "no trespassing" sign posted on them. So much for that. And I honestly wasn't too sure I'd even climax again myself. It had been a thing of interest just seeing my dick rise once again, let alone anything else. So I figured if nothing else, it was at least stiff enough and hard enough for Doreen to ride on and pleasure herself. I'd have been content enough with that, as long as she was. But the closer and closer she got to having an orgasm, it seemed that she likewise wanted to feel me having one too...inside her. And that, I honestly wasn't too sure about. "Fuck me baby, fuck me!" She groaned. "I want to feel that big hard prick of yours squirting all that nice hot sticky juice inside my pussy!" She informed me. "I want to feel you bathe the inside of my cunt, I want to feel your warm cum pouring out of me afterwards, and then have the girls lick it all out of me," she added a bit hopefully. Though Laurel moaned as she sat on my face having just heard that. "Just say when," Cindy said from what sounded like a million miles away, and like she had anything to say in the matter when she did. "Oh my god! Go ahead, do it!" Doreen cried out. Now then. If you've never in your life experienced this, I really have to say, you need to. One moment I'm lying there contentedly enjoying myself, and hoping that both of them are too. In the next instant...I'm seeing stars. I mean lots of them, lots and lots of stars. I swear that for a moment, I thought a new universe had been created. I felt Cindy's finger suddenly go even deeper into my ass, she took just a second, and then flicked some sort of internal sensory overload switch or something. Between the lights suddenly going out in the room, and the star thing going off inside my head, I felt this enormous surge suddenly rip through my cock, seemingly coming out of nowhere. As it did, I think I latched on to Laurel's clit. I honestly don't remember. But whatever I did, seemed to have an enormous impact upon her as well. Maybe suffocating had something to do with the blackout. Either way, I just remember pouring what felt like a gallon of semen into Doreen's cunt, though for a while I even forgot her name. When I came to again, all of us...were once again collapsed on the bed, breaths still labored to some extent as everyone lay there trying to collect themselves. All except for Cindy of course. And even then, the patty-pat-pat of her hand as she slapped her pussy was a kind of nice way to lay there and just listen to it as she did. ** "What time is it anyway?" Someone asked. "A quarter after nine," Cindy answered softly. "Room service should be delivering dinner around ten." "Dinner?" I said sitting up, suddenly ravenous. Even as I did that, my tummy growled in response. I felt like I could eat an entire cow all by myself. "Figured you might need your strength," Cindy informed me. "The nights far from being over with yet. But..." "But?" "Yeah but...you need to go in and take a shower first, we all do. We all smell and stink like naughty, dirty sex." "And there's a problem with that?" I asked still feeling a bit wilted and drained, not really wanting to do any more than lift my hands while cutting into a nice thick juicy steak. "There is if you expect to be doing anything more tonight," she informed me. "As much as I like good old fashioned sweet smelly sex, I also like a bit of freshness too before getting to the smelly sex part again. So...go on now Kevin. Be a good boy..." "You mean, a good man," Laurel corrected her grinning. "You're right of course Laurel," Cindy said correcting herself. "Be a good man-boy, and go take a shower. We'll be in directly to join you," she informed me. Reluctantly I got up and rolled out of bed. But the moment I stood inside the shower with the scalding hot water pouring down over me, I knew then it was the fourth best thing I'd felt so far tonight. And though I was hungry as hell, and anxiously looking forwards towards dinner, I suddenly found myself, just as anxious to slip inside at least one of them again, if not all three before the night was done. I was soon joined by three luscious naked women as we all stood inside the shower happily soaping one another up. I laughed as I stood there thinking to myself. "Hotel Suite...five hundred dollars perhaps? Three gorgeous naked women standing with me in the shower. Losing my virginity to them in the process? Priceless." ** It only made sense that the girls had come over wearing the big white fluffy bathrobes that the hotel provided for their guests during their stay there. Now wearing my own, feeling considerably invigorated after my shower, though still ravenously hungry. We soon sat relaxing in the somewhat formal sitting, dining area enjoying a cocktail waiting for room service to arrive. Promptly at ten o'clock the doorbell to my room sounded. "Dinners here!" Cindy stated standing up to answer it. Even as she opened the door I could smell the freshly baked bread as the gal from room service backed in through the door pulling the cart. I stood up walking over anxious to see what had been ordered. The fact that there appeared to be only two place settings, in other words dinner for two was confusing enough, but I noticed as I stood there looking down, two playing cards, a Queen of Hearts and a King of Hearts appeared in the middle of each empty plate. Bewildered, only then did I look up at the gal who'd brought the dinner in. "Surprise?" Words failed me. I didn't know what to say...what to think. "Jay...Jayleen?" For a moment I panicked. I thought this was some cruel twist of fate for a moment, looking up glancing towards Cindy. She stood there with this silly grin on her face as she stood there looking at me. "You...you knew about this?" I asked. "Let's just say this was a last minute sort of thing, but yes. Now...why don't the two of you sit down and enjoy your dinner. I'm sure the two of you will have a lot to talk about. Girls? Shall we?" As one they filed by, but not before leaning over giving me a kiss, and none of them were quick little kisses either. As the last to leave, Cindy planted one on me that would have normally knocked my socks off, I could only stand there looking stupid, my face beet red as I worriedly glanced over at Jayleen. "Your steaks getting cold," she told me smiling. "Sit down, eat...while I try and explain," she informed me. If it wasn't for the fact that I was damn fucking hungry, I might have actually lost my appetite. I had a hell of a lot of questions to ask for one thing, and even began to ask as we sat down and as I began cutting into my thick succulent steak. "How...what?" "Shh," Jayleen said. "You eat, I'll start at the beginning. After that, if you have any questions, I'll try and answer them," she told me. Fair enough. Besides like I said, I was damn fucking hungry. "Last Tuesday I had a long hard talk with my parents. I told them that it was my intention to move upstate in order to attend school and live with my sister when I did. Needless to say, my dad wasn't any too happy about that. He and mom both felt they'd made some big mistakes with her early on, which is one of the reasons they had tended to be so strict with me. They were worried and fearful I'd turn out to be as wild as my sister's become. Anyway, I told them that it was because of their unfair strictness, treating me like I was still a child and not an adult that I was planning on doing that. Finally after some much heated discussion it came down to somewhat of a compromise. I told them both I was willing to stay here and attend school for a year, locally. But...if I were to do that, then they could no longer treat me like a child either. Which meant, I could come and go as I please, see and be with whoever I wanted to be with, and pretty much go where I damn well pleased. For that, I promised to work hard in school, continue to live at home and help out around the house. Eventually, they both agreed." Kings and Queens Ch. 08 "That's wonderful news!" I told Jayleen between bites, "But...it still doesn't explain any of this," I told her, still feeling a little weird and a bit nervous about all this. Obviously...she was fully aware of what had happened. "I'm getting to that part," she informed me taking a sip of her wine, though she had hardly touched her food at all. "Go on," I told her curious, though thoroughly enjoying my meal. "So after that, with my new found freedom, I drove over to your place intending to tell you all about it, but...you'd not gotten home from work yet, and as your mom had told me, had actually been scheduled to work a bit later. Which is when she invited me in, thought it might be a good idea for the two of us to sit down and have a little chat. Which is when...I learned about her plans for you, and all this," she said actually smiling. "You...you weren't pissed when you found out?" I asked incredulously. "I mean...I didn't even know Jayleen!" I told her. "I know that," she said still smiling. "Though yes...at first I was. Not so much pissed I guess, but jealous actually. Which is when your mom sat me down and began explaining things to me. She told me what you'd told her, how you felt...how you now felt inadequate about being with me and how that had bothered you. She told me about her now implemented plans to rectify that, and even said she'd cancel everything if I wanted her to. I thought about it. And the more I thought about it, I actually saw the logic in it, and agreed to it. Along with this," she told me sitting there smiling wearing her borrowed room service uniform. "So like Cindy said, I was sort of a last minute addition, but here too your mom arranged everything with the hotel ahead of time. So...now you're no longer a virgin either, and neither one of us can hold that fact over one another's heads any more either. At this point, it's up to us to decide if we want to make a go of things, or not, but I'm willing...if you are," she told me. I was still stunned, but after what she'd told me, how could I refuse? "So...you're not mad?" I asked once again. "Mad? No. Horny? Yes!" She grinned standing up. "I do have one question for you though, what's the deal with the cards anyway? Your mom insisted that I put them on the plates when I brought our dinner in." I burst out laughing. "I'll explain that all later," I told her. "It's a long, long story. But right now, what I want to do more than anything, is make love to you," I told her. "I'd like that," she answered back quickly stripping out of her clothing as I sat on the edge of the bed now watching her. "Just one more thing though I wanted to ask you about." "What?" "Your mom asked me quite frankly if there was anything we hadn't done yet." I shook my head in disbelief, mom was continuing to surprise me, even in this. "Why'd she ask you that?" I wondered. "Because if there was...that would give us something special to share, something that you and I actually could experience together for the first time," she told me. "And there was...there is something Kevin, something I've wondered about, thought about, but have never done. Anyway, unless it's not something you'd be interested in..." "What?" I said curiously, not having a clue. Jayleen sashayed over towards me, wonderfully and beautifully naked now, her cute smallish sized boobs with her nipples hard and erect standing there invitingly. She leaned over, whispered in my ear what it was. As she did, my eyes grew wide with the admission. "Really? You...you want me to do that?" Jayleen nodded her head, "But only if YOU want to," she told me. "So...do you?" I stood up, my hard cock sticking through the opening of my white robe giving her the answer. I