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The New Year

By: thehotness



My alarm clock buzzes, and I don't move to turn it off. I'm lying in my bed, sweating despite the air-conditioning and the fact that I'm naked. It's a cold sweat. I feel empty, and realize the seven-inch vibrator that I had fucked myself to sleep with had slipped out of me during the night, and was lying silent on my bed between my legs. I lie back, and remember. 

After humiliating me, spanking me and ass-fucking me, my boss Mr Wong had left me in the garage, naked and wrists tied with my bra and bent over his car bonnet, at the mercy of the drivers and chauffeurs of the guests at his New Year's party. I remember Ahmad's dick slapping against my butt cheek. I remember straddling a Malay man, impaled on his thick cock, as another behind me, all the while sucking the third man fucked me in the ass. I had been gang-raped by a group of six Chinese boys once (read My Story Pt.2), but they had been boys who were overly excited and worried about getting caught, and they hadn't touched my ass. They hadn't tied me up and had worried about making too much noise. At that time, in my flat where they had caught me and raped me, it had seemed pretty intense. Since then, the most I've done is two at once, and with love and care. And one of the guys had been bisexual. These were nothing compared to what happened that evening at the party. 

So this was new to me – four, or was it five or six? I can't remember. All I remember was they were all Malay save for one Indian, and that they were much more than boys, they were grown men, and experienced. They were rough, and physical, and had slapped me around a bit but not too hard. The fucking, however, was. It's one thing to be loved, another to be fucked. And I got fucked. 

I was pounded, hard – cocks pistoning in synchrony in my pussy and my ass and my mouth. When they fucked my mouth, they didn't run fingers lovingly through my hair, they gripped it tight and pulled it, they pulled and pushed my head up and down their long, thick cocks. In my fear and panic and most of all, in my maddened, desperate lust, their cocks seemed magnified. I'm sure they were normal, but my horniness made everything intensified. There seemed to be more cum. There was more fucking. A minute seemed like an hour. I lost track of the time as they took turns to sample all I had to offer. My tits were mauled and my nipples were pinched and tweaked painfully – I had love bites all over my chest and shoulders and my inner thighs.

My last memory was of having orgasmed, deliciously and powerfully, over and over and over again. 

I remember I had lost consciousness. When I came to, I found myself on cold cement floor, in the cool night air. It took me awhile to get my bearings but I realized I was at the void deck of the block of government flats I lived in. And I was still naked, but my wrists were freed. They chafed, and I had red burns around them from my initial struggles. It was the wee hours of the morning. I made my way up to my flat, and fished out my emergency keys that I kept hidden under a potted plant – I had collapsed inside my flat. 

I examined the damage done. I had come all over my face and tits and hair. Sperm slowly leaked out of my pussy and ass and I had left a little trail of gobs of cum on the floor. I had red marks from love bites all around my breasts and neck and shoulders and inner thighs. My wrists were chafed and red. My shoulders were aching from having my wrists tied behind my back for so long, and my pussy and ass were throbbing in pain. They felt on fire. I was light-headed, and I could barely stand. 

I forgot how I managed to shower and wash myself and I forgot how I managed to roll into bed. And when I woke up and found the vibrator on my bed – well, I was a little surprised. The throbbing pain in my pussy and ass had subsided into a dull ache, but the fire still remained. I sat up and looked myself in the full-length mirror, and admire my slim, Asian figure – a little on the buxomly side. If I were a lesbian I might have fucked myself. My hair was all messed up, and I needed another wax. As I picked up the vibe and touched myself again, I found myself thinking, "This is a whole, new, year." And then, sufficiently wet, I slid the dead vibe into my pussy and used it as a dildo. 

It is a public holiday today. 

I spend the morning reading the papers naked, and I laugh. The headline article is about a man who walked around in his flat nude, and indignant and disgusted neighbours had complained to the police. He was then arrested for indecent exposure. In his own home! They can do that. It's in a sweeping new policy that covers an omnibus of indecent acts – I should know. I'm a lawyer. The irony was that he had only started walking around nude for three or four days before he got busted. I've been going nude in MY flat for the last two years and no one has uttered a word. I'm sure my neighbours can see me through my constantly opened windows – not for the thrill, but for the breeze – so I guess it has something to do with the view offered, I guess. 

The New Year had started with a bang, literally. Despite the aches from the previous night, I feel up to a little challenge today. I ring up Jack, a good friend and a fuck buddy I met over Lit. He's so sweet – he's always free for me. And good boys who are free for me get rewarded. He asks me over the phone what I want to do today, and I tell him. He laughs and agrees, and tells me he'll come over to pick me up. 

I've come a long way since the first time I saw that naked lady in the Orchard shopping district on the news. I had started out flashing salesmen, and hawkers, and made the mistake of flashing six Chinese hooligans who subsequently raped me – I've come a long way since then. Now, I've made some good fuck buddies who help me fulfil my exhibitionist fantasies and safely. Some people with similar hobbies gave me some advice; like always have a back up plan and always have a safety net. If you might go naked in public, have someone nearby who'll run up to you with a blanket and bundle you into a car before the police come. In country like Singapore, where they arrest a man for being nude in the semi-privacy of his own home, this is all the more necessary.

So he calls when he gets to the public car park below my flat. I throw on a silk bathrobe and let myself out of my house, and I put the flat key in the bathrobe pocket. I still feel awkward as I step outside, naked except for a silk bathrobe that nearly reaches my knees and is closed by a single silk sash belt in a loose knot. I like this black bathrobe. It sort of looks like a dress but it isn't on closer look. I got it on discount in Shanghai. I put on heels, and make my way downstairs. My neighbours take closer looks at me, and recoil in shock, as I click-clack past their flats and take the lift down. In the relative privacy of the lift, I slide a hand underneath my robe and touch myself. I quickly retract that hand when the lift stops and someone comes in. I blush and he stares. I look down and I realize that when I retracted my hand, I had shifted my robe such that the guy who came in had a clear look at my bush. I nonchalantly readjust my robe to preserve what little modesty I have.

Jack is waiting for me in his car. I get into it, and sit in the back seat. I splay my legs, and my belt comes undone. My robe slips open and he smiles as he sees me nude in his back seat. A car passes us and honks. I touch my pussy and it brings a smile to his warm, kissable lips. He turns around and takes a picture of me. The fool. He can't stop taking pictures of me. Lovable fool. I pose for him in his backseat as he snaps away with his digital camera. "Where to, madam?" he asks, in a fake accent. I tell him I want a wax, and I direct him to the shopping centre where they have a Brazilian waxing shop. It's always open. 

He follows a little distance behind me as I stroll through the shopping centre car park, my robe redone modestly. Jack's my guardian angel. He carries a blanket and a camera a couple of meters behind me, far away enough to let me feel alone, and close enough to rush to my aid should I need it. A security guard, who sits on the chair watching the entrance to the mall from the car park, stands up as I approach. He squints at me and realizes what I'm wearing.

"Ma'am, you're not allowed to wear this into the shopping mall. Indecent, ma'am." 

I cut to the chase, suddenly impatient for my wax. "Maybe we could come to an agreement..." and at his smirk, I say, "Follow me, Mr Security guard." I lead him to the stairwell. No one ever uses it, thanks to the lift. He follows me like a puppy dog on the leash of my sexuality. We step into the stairwell, with Jack keeping a watch from outside. I open my robe, and the guard goes all goggle-eyed and disbelieves his good fortune. I hang my robe on the banister in the stairwell, and squat in front of him, and undo his belt buckle, his button and his zipped fly. I pull down his briefs, and I get a good size of man-flesh cock-slapping my face. It's already hard, and I take it into my mouth. 

Despite its decent size, it's untrained and the guard comes quickly, ten or eleven sucks later. He sighs with the happiness of a little boy getting a rare treat. I clean him up, licking the guard's cock with gusto. He smiles again, pulling up his briefs and pants over his flaccid member. Then his eyes harden, and he pulls me up by the hair. I try not to panic as he shoves me against the wall, and begins to feel me up. The guard feels my pussy, and he touches my breasts, his hot smoky breath on my ear, as he tastes my neck. The guard strokes my pussy, feeling me become moist under his fingers. He brings his glistening fingers up to his face, and pops them in his mouth, tasting me. Then he unhooks his nightstick. The guard spins it in his hand and pushes it against my pussy. He whispers hotly into my ear "I've always wanted to do that." And he slowly glides the nightstick over my pussy, making me moan theatrically in the stairwell. "Beg for it." The guard hisses. "I want to hear you beg for it." He says again. 

"Ple...please. Please fuck me..."I whisper, and groan as his black, solid nightstick stops circling around my pussy and begins to push into it, slowly. It fits, like a large dildo. The guard push his nightstick until it cannot push anymore, and I feel it bumping against my cervix. He keeps kneading my breasts and tweaking my nipples, and the guard starts to pump the nightstick in an out of me. The guard makes me come, and my moans and groans can be heard to the top level of the stairwell. He pins me against the wall, standing in between my splayed legs, and fucks me hard with his nightstick. I'm breathing hard, as the orgasm dies down. I'm hoping for another, but the guard runs out of breath – pumping a nightstick into a willing, hungry pussy is a tiring job. He makes me lick the nightstick off, and then hooks it back to his belt. The guard puts my robe into my hands and pushes me out of the stairwell back into the car park. 

Jack comes with his blanket, but I stop him with a hand and I put on my black silk robe. It's time for my monthly Brazilian. I walk quickly, and suffer a fair share of glances and stares at my silk robe and I can feel them thinking about what's underneath. My pussy is wet, sopping wet. It's a public holiday and it's crowded, and in the jostle of the crowd, my robe keeps slipping. My tits fall out and I push them back in. The robe separates at my groin, and I readjust. The crowd around me jostles, and only those closer to me get a glimpse, but it IS enough to stop them in their tracks to stare at me. I finally make it for the wax appointment, flushing in embarrassment, but mightily turned on. 

The waxer laughs when I strip and lie on the table. She's a cute girl, young and excited and still enthusiastic to serve. I'm naked under her hands, as she slowly, painfully removes all the hair she can find on my body below my eyebrows. She toys with my pussy, but she's a consummate professional, and restrains herself. After the waxing, she runs a light hand over my smooth, tender skin, and I shudder.

It's another ordeal just to get out of the shopping centre. I tie my sash belt tighter, and but still the jostle in the crowded makes it loose. I flash a tit, or a pussy. The crowd around me is all guys, and they're waiting for more to slip. I flush, embarrassed and ashamed. 

I make it to the car Park. Jack is already behind me, armed with his blanket and camera. In the car, he demands, "Show me! Show me! Show me, Sue." I spread my legs wide and let the robe fall open. Jack turns around and takes more photos of me as I pose and touch myself at my now hairless pussy. Despite being a old hand and used to waxing, I still can't get over how good hairless pussies look, how young and succulent. Why, if I could reach my own pussy with my mouth, I'd eat it!

We take a drive to the primary school nearby us. It's a public holiday, and there's no one around. School starts tomorrow. The gate's open though, and there are several boys playing soccer at the field. They don't notice us as we scurry through the school, naughty accomplices in my daring idea. 

The classrooms are open and all ready to receive the new school kids tomorrow. I drop my silk robe on the floor, and begin to pose in the classroom as Jack begins to take photos of me, nude in school. He sets the digital camera to video mode, and mounts it in a place overlooking the classroom, and joins in the fun. Jack plays teacher, and I'm the naughty student who didn't wear any clothes to school. 

"You, deserve to be spanked, Sue." Jack says, laughing. But his eyes are cold and steely as he bends me over his lap and spanks my bottom, hard. I cry out in indignation and partially in pain. I know my ass is becoming a beet red, as he smacks it harder and harder. And as he spanks me, I grow wetter and wetter until I'm begging him to be fucked hard like the naughty slut I am. 

Jack bends me over a primary school class table, and I can hear him unzipping his pants and then I feel his cock sliding into my wet pussy. I hear him grunting, and feel him pushing deep into me, and then beginning to fuck me. I tell him, "Harder, harder!" And he spanks my bottom as he fucks me from behind. Then as he pistons in and out of me, he takes one leg in his hand and pulls it up, so that I'm balanced over the table on one leg. He pulls that leg higher and higher until my body is turned sideways and I'm nearly doing a split. And then my leg makes a full circle around my body, and suddenly, I'm facing him. I'm lying on the tiny class table, balancing on my butt, my legs wrapped around his waist as he fucks me hard, his fingers roughly mauling my tits. I pull him into me with my legs. I close my eyes and moan in ecstasy as I orgasm, as easily as usual. 

"Holy shit." I open my eyes and I see Jack looking out of the classroom. I follow his gaze and I see the whole gang of soccer players outside the classroom. They're sweaty and muddy, and they gaze lustily at us. They take in the ludicrous and erotic sight of a naked Singaporean lawyer on a primary school table, entangled with a clothed man with his pants around his ankles. I do a quick count, and there're at least 12, all fit and athletic, Malay, Chinese and Indians represented. They're all at least twenty. I feel Jack wilt in my pussy. I'm sweating too, like the soccer players, but it's a cold sweat now. Not again. I don't know if my body can take it. "What do you want?" Jack manages to stammer out. 

"We heard noises on our way to the toilet...never thought...you perverts." One of them blurts out. They never once take their gaze away from me. 

Ah. What the hell. 

"What are you waiting for? Don't you all want to join in?" I say. 

The New Year is REALLY starting off with a bang. And how. 

The New Year Present



She was all alone during these years. After Ravi, her husband had gone to New York since three years. Bipasha was alone in Petermaritzburg. He used to come to home once in five or six months.

Ravi was more attracted towards stocks and shares. He didn't want to leave his business in Petermaritzburg without supervision, so Bipasha was looking after it. After his parents' death, she was left alone.

All she could expect was the occasional visit from Ravi's sister. Otherwise, she was getting bored with her life. Her days were monotonous and long. Life was uninspiring.

Her sexual life has come to standstill. It was long two years back when she enjoyed with Ravi. But is it enough for a woman in her late twenties? Bipasha was so depressed that sometimes at night, she masturbated with herself using vibrator. Generally, Bipasha spend her weekend in their farmhouse, which was on the outskirts of the city. She loved it best when she stayed there with Priya. Priya was her closest friend. She was married to a handsome local man, Allan Smith.

Priya used to share her sexual experiences with Bipasha. They liked to watch Indian movies at her farmhouse on the DVD player. They were fond of Bollywood but miss them in South Africa. On this Christmas, Ravi phoned her and told that he would come on 31st and they both would enjoy the New Year together on their farmhouse. Bipasha was really excited about this. She had been waiting for her husband to visit for the past six months. But Bipasha's wish was destined to be unfulfilled. On the 30th, Ravi told her that he wouldn't be able to enjoy New Year with her in Petermaritzburg. Her all wishes were shred.

But as usual she went again to farmhouse to celebrate the New Year alonel. The last sunset of the year was cloudy. It was looking that heavy rains would welcome the New Year. On night it started drizzling. It was the perfect night to experience with her husband--except for the fact that Ravi wasn't there. It seemed as if the weather too was weeping with her. The rain fell in a light mist, and Bipasha felt her own wetness begin to collect between her plump thighs. With a smile, she thought to herself that if she could not have Ravi with her to welcome the New Year, she'd do it by herself. Bipasha took out her vibrator, running it between her pussy lips, wetting it, before sliding its length inside her ass, nudging aside her blue panty. She tweaked her nipple with the other hand.

Her moans were obscene, getting her horny by every minute. Just as she seemed to be reaching her climax, she heard a pounding at the door. "Who would be stupid enough to go around knocking on doors in this rainy night?", she asked herself.Nevertheless, she put on her gown and opened the door.

A tall, rangy, young white man was standing on her doorstep. His muscular and well-built body was signifying that he must be in his early twenties.

Before Bipasha said anything, the stranger said, " Hello, madam, I am Jeff. Jeff Hudson. I was driving this way, when my car engine started giving me trouble in this heavy shower. Could I come in and wait until the rain passes?"

Bipasha reluctantly asked him to come inside. She really wanted to be alone so she could continue playing with herself. She asked Jeff to sit on the sofa while she prepared coffee. When she brought their drinks into the parlor, she was struck again by how handsome he was, and how amazing his body was.

"Where is Mr. Bansal?" Jeff asked while taking coffee.

"He has gone to New York. I am here alone now." Bipasha replied.

"By the way, where were you going in this rainy night?" Bipasha questioned him.

" I was going to Durban for celebrating the New Year." Jeff replied.

"But now you might just have to stay here on the New Year's eve. You won't find any workshop open on this rainy night." Bipasha finished the sentence.

Jeff gazed at Bipasha's body. He could easily see her well-shaped figure through her transparent nightgown. Her blue bikini was hardly enough to escape her overly generous breasts.

The rain started getting heavier, and both Bipasha and Jeff realized that he would be imposing on Bipasha's hospitality that night. She guided him to his room, informing him that he could take up his nightdress from the wardrobe there. Jeff took out his cell phone from the charging plug and phoned to his fiancée to apologize that he wouldn't be able to reach her for the New Year celebration. Bipasha went upstairs to her room, after wishing Jeff a good night's sleep.

In her room, Bipasha sat, horny and frustrated. Her friend Priya had told her that she and her husband would spend the last night of the year together in bed. She was thinking of how Priya's husband must be satisfying her. She was desperately missing her husband. Suddenly her thoughts turned to Jeff. Bipasha had no doubt he could relieve all the sexual frustration boiling in her. She couldn't control herself anymore and went down to his room downstairs.

Bipasha was distressed for not having sex from long time and her hunger for sex has now taken the shape of flames. She can do anything reckless to satisfy her hunger.

Jeff woke with a surprise to see Bipasha in his room. She closed the door and started walking towards him. She unbuttoned her thin robe, tossing it aside. Her sexy body was now exposed to him. She was looking like a beauty queen in the skimpy blue bikini. Jeff looked as if he was dreaming. Bipasha crawled onto the bed, straddling Jeff's body, her wet pussy rubbing against his pajama.

In way to tease him, she questioned Jeff, " Should we welcome the New Year together, dear?"

Jeff was speechless. He could smell the fragrance coming up from Bipasha's body. She undid his shirt's peak buttons wit her teeth. His heart was beating faster than ever. Jeff released himself from her grip. He was feeling nervous.

Bipasha in a jolly way asked him, "Take off your pajama dear. Let these clothes not be a obstacle in our enjoyment."

Nervously, he asked her to stop and warned her that she was doing wrong. Although he knew that if Bipasha kept up her teasing, he would give in sooner rather than latter.

"Either you fuck me, or I call the authorities, and tell them you broke into my house to violate me." Bipasha smiled at him, leaning forward to lick his lips.

"Which way would you prefer to spend the night? In a jail cell, or in my pussy?"

Jeff was stunned at her reply. He had no choice but to cooperate. Like a helpless sheep, who is going to be butchered, he took off his pajama. Bipasha was smiling naughtily. Jeff couldn't control himself. His erection was making a tent in his red underwear despite his claim of not wanting to fuck. She fell to her knees and hurriedly removed this last article of clothing, revealing seven inches of red, muscular cock. It was right in her face: long, thick and rock hard. Jeff was also feeling erotic by such proximity to Bipasha's body. It didn't take much time for his dick to get into full erection. Bipasha was just getting eager, too!

She took a minute to get her feelings under control and took his cock shaft in her soft hand and began stroking it. She ran her fingers up and down his hard cock shaft. Bipasha moved her hand to his balls and gently caressed them. Then, ever so slowly, her tongue touched the underside of his cock.

Now Jeff was also beginning to love it. In fact this was his first time. He saw it as a test before marriage. It was an opportunity for him to satisfy a desirable Indian nymph. He knew that he won't get chance to fuck a big titted lady again as his fiancée Tanya had small tits. He has to pass this test. Now he knew what he had to do.

Bipasha was still licking his cock from its head to its root and back. His mushroom shaped cock head grew larger and more rigid with each passing second. There were drops of pre-cum oozing out.

She licked his pre-cum and swallowed it, savoring the flavor, one she hadn't tasted in so long. To Jeff, it looked as though she had been thirsty for his cum for many years. After a few moments, Jeff groaned, a mixed sound of resignation and enjoyment, running his fingers through her hair.

Jeff pushed her off his cock, and rolled her on the bed, standing back to unbutton his shirt. Seeing a young healthy naked man, Bipasha moaned for sex. He lay behind her on the bed and tugged her blue panties aside. His rough fingers played over her pussy lips, probing at her tight hole. Bipasha rolled her hips up to meet his cock. Jeff lifted one of her legs and, without delay, plunged his stiff cock into Bipasha's pussy.

"Uun! ... Aaaah," Bipasha groaned.

With his other hand, Jeff removed her blue bikini to reveal Bipasha's breasts. Oh boy, they were huge like melons! Jeff started fondling her left boob and playing with her erect nipple. He started increasing the speed of his strokes in her pussy.

Bipasha was reveling in the sensations coursing through her: her hunger for sex was being fulfilled. It had been so long since had a real cock inside her--not a vibrator, but a real, hard, thrusting cock.

She continued her verbal encouragement: "Oh yes! Ah ... uh ... so good! Yes ... oh ... fuck me, yes ... uh ... ah..." 

The occasional grunt being uttered when Jeff thrust especially hard.

Jeff changed position. He turned her onto her back, moved between her legs and continued to fuck her, holding her legs up in a wide V-shape. Bipasha saw his hard cock drilling her pussy. She couldn't control herself any more. Her pussy was wetter than ever. Jeff got excited seeing it and picked up his pace. Soon, Bipasha was creaming, begging Jeff for his cum. Jeff bent down over Bipasha and kissed her dark areola, sucking her wheatish nipples deep. His lips moved to hers and their mouths locked in a wet kiss. His balls contracted and he thrust up inside her with all his might, grabbing her ass and holding himself inside her as deep as he could. He spewed his cum inside her pussy and experienced his first orgasm.

He screamed, "Oh baby! ... Oh dear! ... Oh yes..."

They remained frozen in time for a moment, each of them not wanting it to end.

Finally, Bipasha let her breath out and gasped, "Jeff dear, that was so wonderful. better than I'd imagined."

Jeff was happy. Her words were signifying that he'd passed the test.

The weather outside too was calm now. The grey clouds had passed by. The sounds of crackers, signifying the welcoming of the New Year, could be heard from outside.

Bipasha moaned contentedly, "Thank you for such a nice New Year's present."

Jeff laughed weakly. "It was my pleasure." Bipasha leaned forward and their mouths met in a wet passionate kiss as she rubbed her breasts against his chest and held his face in her hands. Jeff caressed her ass, running his hands up and down her back, as his tongue danced with hers.

Soon, Bipasha was asleep in his arms. Jeff was feeling proud of himself. While remembering every detail of his first union with Bipasha, he gazed at her face. It reflected satisfaction.



The New Year's Cruise



"Would you put some lotion on my back Honey?" she asked. 

"Sure Baby" he replied, putting his book down on the table next to his deck chair. He turned sideways and reached for the bottle of suntan lotion and squirted a little in the middle of her back. She was lying on her stomach wearing the first Bikini he had seen her wear in almost 30 years. 

"God your back looks great," he said as he began spreading the lotion.

"Hmmmm that feels good, make sure you don't miss any spots. I don't want to burn," she said. She didn't say anything when he untied her top and said, "You don't want any lines either." 

He continued applying the lotion to her thighs and calves. "She really did look great," he thought. They had been working out at the gym four or five days a week for the past year. With the weight she had lost, added to a partial facelift she had gotten a few months earlier, she looked 10 to 15 years younger than she had a year ago. She was a very beautiful brunette with incredible brown eyes and a smile that could melt butter. 

"There Ya go Sweetie," he said as he sat back on his lounge chair. "That should hold you for a while," he added. "Thank you Honey" she whispered, almost asleep. Dave picked up his book and didn't open it. Instead, he let his eyes wander around the deck. It was a beautiful day in the Caribbean, It was only ten in the morning, but it was already warm, a gentle sea breeze fluttered the flags that lined the railings. There were dozens of other couples, of various ages, seated or sunbathing on lounge chairs. Some of them were swimming and playing in the huge blue swimming pool in the center of the deck. 

Dave couldn't help but notice that many of the women were wearing only their bathing suit bottoms. "This is definitely the way to spend New Years," he thought to himself. He thought about how cold it would be in Seattle right now. "Yep this is the ticket" he smiled as he watched two topless women walk past. A tall, tan, well-built man, with steel gray hair was walking behind them. Dave noticed that he had his eyes on Carol as he passed. She was still on her stomach, facing away. Her body was tan and the oil-based lotion gleamed in the sun. 

The man was staring at her perfect ass. He glanced at Dave, and when he saw that Dave had noticed his stare, he smiled at him and proceeded past. "Well, this is an Adult Cruise" Dave chuckled to himself. He looked over at Carol again and noticed that she was wearing her new tennis bracelet that he had given to her three weeks before. He closed his eyes and let his mind wander back to that evening….

Dave was working on his computer at his home office when Carol came in and said "You like it?" "Like it? God I love it," he replied. "It's a size 12," she said smiling as she twirled around in a circle to give him a better look at the short black dinner dress she had bought for Bob and Lisa's Christmas party. "You look good enough to eat," Dave said as he reached out and grabbed her, pulling her down on his lap. "No-No, You're on a diet. Besides, we don't have time, you got to go get ready" she said with a soft kiss. 

"Hey you, I got something else for you to wear tonight," Dave said handing her a small box that he had taken out of his desk drawer. She opened the box and looked at the 5 caret diamond and gold tennis bracelet and exclaimed, almost with tears in her eyes, "David, David, David." 

Carol worked with Lisa and they had become good friends. Lisa was a kick and a bit on the wild side. She was in her mid forties, short, light-brown hair, green eyes, very pretty with a cute figure. She loved to dance and have fun. Bob was an Attorney, a few years older than Lisa was, and in pretty good shape. He was balding and wore glasses, but it worked in his favor and gave him a very distinguished appearance. 

The four of them had taken country-dance lessons together. They had been out going out over the past few months and had hit it off well. Carol and Lisa looked awesome in their western clothes, boots and cowgirl hats. It wasn't uncommon for Dave and Bob to sit and watch the girl's dance with some of the dozens of single guys who would come up and ask them. 

They arrived at the party at seven on the dot. Six other couples had already arrived and a few more would be arriving within the hour. "Merry Christmas," Carol said as she gave Lisa a hug at the door. "Merry Christmas" Lisa said back to her. "Come on in you guys, let me take your coats" Lisa said. Lisa turned and walked away with their coats just as Bob walked up with a cocktail glass in his hand. "Hubba Hubba" he said when he saw Carol in her new dress. "I thought you looked hot in tight jeans, but I got to tell you Girl, you look ravishing," he said as he put his arm around her and kissed her on the cheek. Carol smiled and blushed a little when she said "Thank you Bob."

The house was large and Lisa's Christmas decorations looked fabulous. It was a daylight basement type home. The formal living room, family room, bedrooms, kitchen and dining room were on the first floor. A staircase led down to the basement that they had finished into a huge game room with a smaller bar, big screen TV, ultra plush carpet and two sectional sofas that made a half circle around the TV. Bob had a full size pool table behind the sofas. There were also doors that led to a small half bath and a bedroom with a king size bed. The ceiling was low and gave the room a warm cozy feeling. 

Lisa went around introducing Dave and Carol to the other guests, while Bob went to the bar and prepared the first of many drinks for them that evening. Not unlike Dave and Carol, Bob and Lisa loved to indulge. Bob appeared to have started well before the party began and was having fun with a large bouquet of Mistletoe he had hung on the chandelier in the living room. All of the guests at the party were around the same age. It was apparent that some of them were very good friends, while others seemed to be casual business associates. Bob and Lisa were the perfect hosts and the food and liquor was abundant.

Through out the evening everyone was chatting, dancing and enjoying them selves. Carol was feeling the effects of the Christmas spirits that Bob had been serving her. Dave had been Dancing with Lisa and a number of the other women in the room but noticed that Carol was dancing with Bob almost exclusively. He didn't really think about it, because she was a little shy and probably didn't feel comfortable with all of these strangers. 

The party started breaking up around ten o'clock and some of the guests were saying Good-by and leaving. Carol walked over to Lisa and said "Well, I guess we better be getting home too. Thank you for the lovely evening Lisa." Lisa put her hand on her arm and said, "Carol, I need to talk to you, so don't go yet. I need to say good by to some of my guests, but hang on for a minute…K?" Carol nodded. 

A few minutes later Lisa and Carol disappeared into one of the bedrooms for ten to fifteen minutes. When they came out, Carol found Dave and said, "We got to go." "What's the rush?" he asked. "No rush, It's just time to go home," Carol said. "OK, Jeeze, give me a minute to find our coats and we can go. Your not getting sick are you?" he chuckled. 

They had thanked Bob and Lisa for the terrific evening and were sitting in the car with the motor running. Dave was waiting for the windows to clear before beginning the drive home. "OK, so what's up?" Dave asked. "Nothing" Carol replied. "Come on, everything is going great, you take off with Lisa for a minute and then its…Lets-Go. So what did she say?" "Carol was quiet for a minute and said, "They wanted us to stay for an after hour's party with two of the other couples." "So what the hell is wrong with that?" Dave asked. "David, it's an intimate party, ya know?" she said. "Oh shit" Dave said. "You mean that Bob and Lisa are swingers?" he asked already guessing the answer. 

"Looks like it," she said. "Fuck, I knew Bob had the hots for you," Dave laughed. "Your not pissed?" she asked. "Duh, let me think. You know that is my biggest fantasy, so am I pissed? Hell yes I am, but I'll get over it." He said with a smile. "No…your not pissed that they had their friends size us up all evening to see if they wanted to invite us?" She asked. "Well apparently, we fucking passed the test, or we wouldn't be invited. What does that say?" Dave said as he put the car into gear and started backing down the long driveway to the street. "I don't know" Carol said. 

Dave looked at her. "You looked pretty damn sexy tonight, I'd bet all the guys wanted you. You have probably broken their hearts by not staying" he said laughing. "I don't think their hearts had anything to do with it," she said. "Hey, you and Bob were pretty close all night, you sure he wasn't getting to you a little?" Dave asked as he put his hand on her leg. "Well maybe a little," she smiled. Dave let his hand slip between her legs and moved his hand to her crotch. "I thought so, you're wet as hell," he laughed out loud. 

Carol pulled his hand away and said, "Just drive…take me home and fuck me." "Damn, Déjà vu" Dave said. "Remember that trip when we were with Judy and Paul about a hundred years ago, and they wanted to swing with us and we didn't catch on till we were half way home? Remember how horny and wet you got when we were talking about it and how you wanted to go back and do it?" Dave asked. "I remember" she answered. "Well this is the same thing"; he said putting his right hand back between her legs. 

She spread her legs a little, allowing him access to her cunt as he pressed his fingers against her clit and began to rub. "Know what I think?" he asked. Without waiting for her to respond, he said, "I think I should take you back to the party and just go with the flow, then take you home and fuck you." 

She was looking down and turning her bracelet around and around on her wrist and said "That is what Lisa said" Dave looked at her and asked, "What else did Lisa say?" Carol looked up and said, "She said to just go with the flow, no is no, and yes is yes. No pressure of any kind. Just be yourself and enjoy…. That's all." "So, you don't want to go? He asked. She was quiet for a minute and then said, "I love you and if that is what you want, I'll go anywhere with you." 

Before she had taken her next breath, Dave had down shifted to second gear and made a fast U-turn. "You just want to fuck Lisa don't you?" she said. "Fuck Carol, I just want to go back and fulfill a fantasy I've had for three fucking decades. If it bothers you, I won't touch Lisa, or anyone else, unless you say its OK. I just want to have some fun and I want you to have some fun too. Like Lisa said, go with the flow! OK Baby?." She looked at him and put her hand on his crotch and felt swollen cock, smiled, and said is a tiny voice "okeeey." She was silent for the five minutes; it took to get back to the house.

Bob opened the door. 

"GodDamn, am I glad to see you guys," he said as they walked in. Dave put his hand on Bob's shoulder and said, "Hey Bob, I suggest you go fix Carol a double JD-7…" Carol cut him off saying, "make that a triple and go light on the seven, I really need a drink" she laughed " "Hey, no problem. We were just getting ready to go downstairs to the game room. "Boy, am I glad you decided to come back," he said as he put his arm around Carol's waist and led her to the bar in the upstairs family room. 

The lights were dimmed and two couples Dave had met earlier were dancing to some soft music. Lisa's eyes lit up with a "Hey you Guys, look who is here!" when she saw Dave and Carol enter the room. She crossed the room to the bar, put her arms around Carol and gave her a big hug, whispering "Slow and easy Carol, It will be fun." The other two couples joined them at the bar as Bob began refreshing their cocktails. Lisa spoke up and said, "OK just so no one has forgotten names, let me reintroduce everyone. Dave and Carol, these are our very good friends, Ben and Susan, on your right, and on your left, is Jerry and Linda. We've all known each other for a couple of years now." 

Ben was at least 20 years older than Susan. She was in her late 30's and had been talking about her three kids. None of them were over 13. It was their second marriage and Ben and a son that was over 21. Susan was tall, slim and blonde. Very attractive and wearing a strapless gold gown. Ben was also tall, slim and had a full head of jet-black hair. Jerry was around 6' and a little chubby, but damn good looking for a guy in his late 40's. Very masculine type who looked like he worked outside. Linda was petite with short red hair, and all tits and ass. She too was over 40, but, from the back, could pass for 16. She had the most beautiful blue eyes.

Everyone was saying "Hi" again, and you could tell that some, if not all of them, were a little nervous. All the nervousness disappeared when Carol said "Ben and Jerry? God you guys make the best ice cream" Everyone in the room began laughing. 

Bob said "OK folks, grab your drinks and let's move this party downstairs…..

Dave had been downstairs earlier in the evening, but the room was much different now. Bob had gotten it ready for a different kind of party. There was a raging fire in the fireplace that made it a little too warm. He had replaced big coffee table that sat in the middle of the twin sectional sofas, with a king-size feather comforter. It was spread out on the floor along with four or five large pillows. 

Dave noticed a stack of hand towels and a couple of bottles of lubricant sitting on the mini bar. The only light in the room came from a half dozen candles and the fireplace. "Hmmm, this is cozy," Carol said as she walked over, staggering a little from the alcohol, and sat in the middle of one of the large sofas. Dave sat down next to her, placing his hand on her leg. 

"You guys got to try some of this shit," Lisa said as she lit up a pipe. She took a long drag and handed it to Carol. Carol took a big hit and handed it to Dave. He passed it on to Bob and it went around the room until Linda, walked over and refilled it. Dave looked at Carol. With the JD's and the grass, she was feeling no pain. Her eyes were closed and she was in another world.

Bob went over to the big screen TV and picked up the remote. "I got us a mood movie, soooo take your seats" he said as he clicked on the play button and sat down next to Carol. Lisa was sitting across from Bob, next to Jerry. The others were sitting boy-girl, boy-girl around the horseshoe shaped sofas. 

The screen flickered on and within minutes it was filled with the scene of a very vocal, young woman sucking a huge cock while another man was fucking her senseless from behind. Everyone in the room was watching intently for about a half-hour and beginning to snuggle down in their seats. Dave pulled Carol close and began kissing her and feeling her tits. She was kissing him back and not resisting anything he wanted. 

Bob leaned over Carol and said to Dave, "let me have some of that" as he pulled her close to him and planted his lips against hers. She didn't resist Bob's advance and it was apparent that she was enjoying it. Dave and Bob took turns kissing her and feeling her breasts. Her eyes were closed and it was almost like she didn't know who was kissing her, as they passed her back and forth between them. 

Her breath was hot on Dave's face and he could feel her heart beating rapidly as he held her. He noticed Bob's hand on her ass, just before she pushed back from Dave and moved back into Bob's arms again. "This guy don't waste no time," Dave thought to himself, glancing around the room. In the dim light, he saw that Ben and Jerry were also making their moves. Ben was kissing Linda on neck and whispering something that Dave couldn't hear. Susan and Lisa were pulling off Jerry's shirt over his head. Dave watched them for a few more minutes, as Susan and Lisa began removing their dresses. 

Dave looked back at the TV for a moment before he felt Carol's leg moving against his side. He looked over and saw that Bob was still kissing her, and had his tongue deep in her mouth. Her hands were holding the back of his head. He had pulled the straps on her dress aside and had pulled the dress down, exposing her beautiful breasts. He had one hand on one of her large breasts, and the other under her dress on her cunt. She was moaning and moving her hips back and forth, as he kneaded her clit with his fingers. 

Dave reached down and put his hand under her knee and pulled her leg to the side, giving Bob better access. Seconds later, she moaned again, as Bob inserted his middle finger in her cunt, and began to massage her clit with his thumb. "She is fucking loving this" Dave said to himself as he watched her buck her pelvis against Bob's hand. He watched as she moved her hands from his head and began grabbing at Bob's cock through his pants. Dave's cock was hard as a rock as he watched his beautiful wife being taken over by passion.

Lisa, Susan and Jerry had moved onto the comforter on the floor. They were all completely naked and Lisa was working her mouth up and down on Jerry's erect cock. She was on her side and had her legs spread wide. Susan had her face buried in Lisa's cunt and was working her tongue on Lisa's clit. Lisa was moving her ass up and down on Susan's face and seemed, just like Jerry, that she too was in a state of ecstasy. 

Dave looked over to his left glancing at the TV. Two women were taking turns blowing some lucky guy. Across the room, he saw Ben on his knees on the floor facing the sofa. Linda was sitting, facing him, with her legs up over his shoulders. His massive cock was fully erect, and inches away from her wet and glistening cunt. Her arms were around his neck and she was thrusting her hips up, in anticipation of what was soon to be. 

Dave looked back at Carol and Bob. Carol had pulled his belt apart, unzipped his pants and had found his cock. Dave watched as she gripped it in one hand, dropped her head and pulled it into her mouth. He noticed, as any man would, that it was about the same size as his own, six and a half-inch cock. Bob was lying back with his eyes closed as Carol slowly sucked and massaged his cock. Dave could hear him moan and saw him put his hands on the back of her head and pull it down pushing his cock deeper in her throat. 

"Jesus God" Dave whispered as he watched his lovely wife suck Bob's hardened shaft. She was bent over on her knees with her ass facing Dave. Dave lifted the edge of her skirt, leaned over and kissed the soft skin on one of her cheeks. He could smell her aroma and he could feel her heat. 

He reached up and pulled her, overly wet, panties aside and inserted two of his fingers deep into her cunt. She moaned as he started moving his fingers in and out. "Oh my God," he thought to himself. "She is so fucking wet." Carol was going ballistic, with Bob's hard cock in her mouth and her husband's fingers in her cunt. She stopped sucking for just a moment, and uttered the magic words……"Fuck me, please!, OH GOD, FUCK ME…." 

Carol wasn't the only one in the room saying this. The gal on the TV, was screaming it, at the same time Linda and Jerry were moaning the same words. Dave looked at Linda as Ben was thrusting deep into her, over and over, and how she was digging her fingers into his back. Lisa was riding Jerry's huge cock as he lay on his back, while Susan sat on his face.

Bob moved, with his knees on the floor, pulling Carol around so that her ass was facing him, her face pressed against the back of the sofa. He lifted her skirt and ripped her panties away. Dave watched as Bob moved into position. He could see that Bob's dick was rock hard, and ready to fulfill Carol's request. Dave reached down and took her hand in his and squeezed it. Bob, with both hands on Carol's tight ass, moved his cock to the entrance of her sopping wet pussy and stopped for a minute….




The New Year's Cruise



"You want me to fuck you Bitch?" he asked. She said "Yessssssss." Bob, in one stroke, plunged his cock deep into her cunt. Carol moaned loudly and squeezed Dave's hand. Bob withdrew and continued to pump his cock in and out of her, over and over, all the time holding on to her waist with both of his hands. 

Dave was in a trance of some kind. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. He could see Bob holding his pretty wife, hammering his stomach against her ass. Dave was still holding onto her hand and he felt pain, when she sunk her teeth into his arm. He watched her face as she groaned in response to Bob's relentless pounding. 

He heard her moan and beg Bob to fuck her harder. She was shoving her ass back, faster now, impaling her cunt on Bob's cock. He also saw the others in the room, all having sex in various positions, not to mention the black man on the TV fucking two blond women at the same time. Then he felt someone pulling at his belt…. 

"Looks like Bobby and Carol are getting to be real good friends Davie Boy," Lisa laughed as she was pulling Dave's pants down to his knees, and then off of his feet. Lisa moved between Dave's legs, facing him on her knees. Bob was next to her, only a foot away still moving in rhythm with Carol. A second later, Dave felt his cock disappear in Lisa's mouth. 

"OH MY GOD" Dave muttered. If he wasn't in a trance before, he was in one now. All of his senses were on fire. He sucked in air through his nostrils. It was rich with the scent of burning candles and the distinct aroma of sex. He could feel Lisa's naked body pressing on his legs, and the feel of her hot, wet mouth moving up and down on his cock. The sounds of soft sighs and moans from the others, mixed in, with the sound of male abdomens slapping against female flesh. The sight of naked bodies, intermingled and moving together in sexual frenzy. 

He looked again at Carol and Bob. Sweat was pouring off of his head and body. He looked like he had just gotten out of the shower. His hands had moved from Carol's hips to her shoulders. He was pulling her back against him, as he shoved his hips against her, much harder than before. Carol was panting rapidly and had her free hand on her clit, rubbing it with her fingers. Her new dress was crumpled around her waist. 

Lisa had both of her hands on Dave's cock, jacking him off while she licked from his balls, up his shaft to the head, and then would take it deep in her mouth and suck.

Carol squeezed Dave's hand harder than ever. He could feel her body tense, and a moment later she exploded in orgasm, as Bob slammed her hard from behind. OHHHH GODDDDDDDD she yelled. Bob gave her one last thrust, as deep as he could, held it for a moment and released inside her. He started pumping her again, discharging the rest of his hot cum in her cunt. Carol's body was jerking in spasms as her orgasm continued. Bob was wasted, and fell face down on her back from exhaustion. Dave looked at Carol's face, and saw that it was bathed in a look of total pleasure. Her eyes were closed and oblivious to anyone else in the room. "Rainbows," Dave thought. 

That was all it took for Dave. Lisa was working feverishly on his cock. He had been so into what Bob and Carol were doing that he almost forgot that he was getting a blowjob to die for. "God Lisa, I'm going to cum," he told her. She heard him but didn't pull away. Instead, she shoved her head down hard, forcing his cock into the back of her throat. She began swallowing and he felt her throat muscles squeezing the head of his cock. 

He shoved his hips up and came hard, ejaculating what seemed like a quart of cum down her throat. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh Baaaaaaby" he exclaimed as he continued to squirt cum in her mouth. She gripped his cock in her fist and started moving her mouth up and down on it, and licking the end to the last drop. 

Lisa looked up and smiled. "Did you like that?" she asked. "Hell Yes, you are incredible Lisa" Dave said as he put his hands under her arms and pulled her up to his lap. He put his hand behind her head and kissed her on the lips. He could taste his cum on her lips and in her mouth, as his tongue explored where his cock had been just minutes before. 

Bob was standing as he reached down and pulled Carol up with him. He was behind her, his arms around her with his hands gently massaging her breasts and her still hard nipples. Her dress was hanging on her hips. Bob was nibbling on her neck and whispering "You are soooo beautiful." She had just under a million thoughts going through her mind all at once, but she felt incredibly peaceful. Carol hadn't paid much attention to any of the others in the room, but as she stood there, with Bob holding her, she saw Lisa sitting on Dave's lap, kissing him and not wearing a stitch. 

"Slut" she immediately thought, then smiled when she felt Bob's hands on her breasts. Jerry and Susan were on the comforter; Jerry was on top of her in a missionary position. Her legs were wrapped around his back and Carol could see her hands on his ass, pulling him into her. Carol could also see Ben's and Linda on the sofa across from them. All she could see from her vantagepoint, was his muscular back and the bottoms of Linda's feet sticking up beside his head. His balls were slapping on Linda's ass as he pumped his hips back and forth against her. She could hear Linda and Susan moaning and wondered if any of them had heard her vocalized appreciation of Bob's handy work a few minutes before.

Carol looked down and noticed a stream of Bob's cum running down her leg. Bob was kissing her on the neck, just under her ear, and she felt her cunt throb again. The millions of thoughts going through her mind, all culminated into one question. "Do I like this? She asked herself. Just at that moment, she felt Bob breathe a soft, hot breath into her ear. "No, I don't like it," she thought, "I fucking love it." 

It was one in the morning when they pulled back down the driveway for home. "Well did you have fun tonight?" Dave asked. "You sure looked like you were having fun," he chuckled. "Lets just say, I found something better than the silver bullet" she laughed. "By the way," she added. "I thought you weren't going to fuck Lisa unless I said it was OK?" "Hey, I was being a good boy and got taken advantage of. Besides oral sex isn't sex" he laughed. "Bull shit" she replied "Did it bother you?" he asked. She was quiet for a minute, and then said in a more serious tone, "I have a lot of mixed feelings about it right now, I'll let you know later" she said. 

Dave pulled the car over to the curb and turned off the engine. He turned and took her in his arms saying, "I love you Baby, and I would never do anything to hurt you." Then he pulled her to him and kissed her with the most passionate kiss she could remember. "You're not getting off that easy Buster," she smiled.

Dave followed her to their bedroom and took her in his arms again with another kiss. "You were so sexy tonight" he said pulling her down on the big bed. She was resisting him a little, and normally wouldn't be interested in him at the late hour. He kissed her again, and she said, "David, I need to take a shower, ya know?" "No Carol, I want you just like this" he said. She sighed and said, "You Animal." 

They made love almost till daybreak. Just before dozing off, Carol turned toward Dave, put her hand on he chest and said, "Thank you for taking me back to the party." She turned over and went to sleep. Dave closed his eyes and thought to himself, "God I love this woman…."

Dave opened his eyes again, when a Sea Gull landed on the railing behind him. "Sorry Dude, I got no food for you," he said to the gull. 

It was New Year's eve. They had boarded the evening before in Miami and the huge ship had set sail for southern waters. They wouldn't be back in Miami for another six days. He was still thinking about what luck he had in getting a "last minute" booking for the cruise. "This sure as hell beats freezing at Times Square" he thought as he watched a totally nude woman dive into the deep end of the swimming pool. Bob had told him that he and Lisa had taken this same cruise two years before. That is where they had met Ben and Susan. 

It was a coincidence that Ben and Susan lived in Seattle. Bob and Lisa already knew Jerry and Linda and had introduced them to their new friends. He also mentioned that the six of them got together once or twice a month. As a safety precaution, they only played with each other. All of the men, like Dave, had had vasectomies and there was no need for using condoms within the close group of friends. Dave and Carol hadn't seen any of them since the party. Bob and Lisa's daughter, and her family, were going to be visiting for the holidays. 

Carol had turned over and was holding her top against her breast. Dave laughed, "Hey, we're in Rome… let it go, and make all these other girls jealous, cuz you got the best hooters here" Carol looked at him, and dropped her top. "Why the hell not," she smiled. After applying more of the oily lotion to her legs, arms and her fabulous 34D breasts, she pulled the back of the Chase up to a 45-degree angle and leaned against it. Dave thought she looked funny with the white sulfur cream that covered the bridge of her nose, just under her sunglasses. 

Dave noticed something out of the corner of he eye. It was the same man that had been staring at Carol before. He was gazing at her again and didn't seem to care if he was caught. Again, he smiled at Dave and walked away. Dave watched him cross the deck and enter one of the many bars on the ship. Dave turned to Carol "It's hot and I'm going to go get a beer. You want me to bring you something?," Dave asked her. "The steward will bring you one if you want" she replied. "Nah, Dave said. "I want to get out of the sun for a minute. You stay and soak up these awesome rays, and I'll be right back" he said as he was pulling a T-shirt on over his head. "OK honey, bring me a ice tea please" 

The bar was cool and refreshing. Dave took a seat, leaving one empty, between him and the man that he had followed. He ordered a tall draft, charging it to his room. Dave took a drink of the cold beer and turned to the man and said, "It's hot as hell out there." The man smiled and replied, "It's not just the sun that's hot out there." Dave laughed and said; "I know what you mean. I couldn't help noticing you taking a special interest in my wife." "Hmmm, she is very nice," the man said. "Her name is Carol, and my name is Dave," Dave said holding out his right hand to the stranger.

They chatted for a few minutes. Dave found out that he was on the cruise with his wife. They were straight, from San Francisco and it was their first swinger cruise as well. He was a little older than Dave, but appeared to work out a lot. He wasn't wearing a shirt and his abs and arms were developed. He was about the same height and weight as Dave, 6'1" and 220 lbs. 

"Where is your wife," Dave asked. "I'm not really sure" he replied. "She was sleeping when I left, but she said she wanted to get in a work-out this morning, then hit the beauty parlor and the ships stores for some shopping before the big dance tonight." "So your pretty much on your own for a few hours?," Dave said just before killing the end of his draft. "Looks that way," he answered. "Want to have some fun?" Dave asked. "Sure, what did you have in mind," he said. Dave laughed. "Well guy, it sure as hell ain't shooting pool." They both laughed. Dave added, "It's more in line with fulfilling a fantasy with my wife." The man lifted his hand and signaled the bartender and said, "My friend here would like another beer please."

"Here's your tea," he said, sitting the tea on the small table between the lounge chairs. "That took long enough," she said reaching for her tea. "I got to talking, and lost track of time." "Was she a Blond or Red head?" she asked. "You're so bad," he replied. "I got to keep my eye on you. No telling where you would end up with all these loose women here," she smiled putting the tip of the straw in her mouth, and licking it seductively with the tip of her tongue. "And don't forget, you need my permission," she added. 

A young man about 25 swam up in front of them, put his hands on the edge of the pool, and popped himself up in a single motion. He was siting on the edge, with his legs in the water watching his friends play with volleyball. He was very dark and buffed, with long-black hair that touched his shoulders. Carol was sucking on her straw, looking at his back and said, "Yummm." "My God Carol" Dave said. "He's just a baby." "Hey, I can look, I'm not dead ya know," she said laughingly without taking her eyes off of the young man.

Dave looked at his watch. "Let's go back to the room, we've been here long enough," Dave said handing Carol the top to her bathing suit. "Oh, Okey" she said. 

The ship was new and the cabin was much larger than he thought it would be when he had booked it. There was a queen-size bed in the middle of the room, a table and a couple of stuffed side chairs. The bathroom that actually had a bathtub. They had a TV, mini bar, and a private balcony with two chairs and a plastic coffee table. Carol had decorated the room with the scarves and candles that they took with them whenever they went to hotels. Dave thought that the stewards had probably seen everything, and he made a mental note to be careful to put the vibrators away every morning before they left the room.

Dave was fixing them both a drink from the mini bar when Carol said, "I think ill take a shower before lunch and wash off all this sunscreen.." "Dave handed her a glass and said, "Let's have these first." "Hmmm, it's a bit strong," she said taking the first taste. 

Dave was lying on the bed when she came out of the bathroom with a towel on her head. She walked over to the dresser and took out a white bra and panties. "Hey, put on the red ones that I bought for you," Dave said. She hesitated for a minute, and then exchanged the ones she had for the red set and put them on. "God Baby, you look so fucking sexy," Dave said. Carol loved it when he told her that, and showed it with her smile. 

She was in the bathroom fixing her hair, still wearing only the bra and panties, when Dave came in with another drink for her. "Better go easy on this," she said taking the drink from his hand. "Hey, we got no schedule" Dave said. 

"You look great," he said as she came out of the bathroom with the JD in her hand. "Whatcha doin?" she asked. Dave was sitting at the bar fiddling with a plastic bag. I scored a couple of joints from a Steward at the gym this morning while you were sleeping. She walked over to him as he lit a joint. He handed it to her, and coughed. "It's pretty good, try it." She took the joint, took a hit and started coughing. They finished the joint, the drinks and some appetizers from the small refrigerator in the room. Dave could tell that she wasn't feeling any pain. He loved giving her pleasure. He glanced at his watch, and took her by the hand and led her to the bed. "You gonna feed me after?" she asked. "You betcha baby," he said pulling her close to him and kissing her deeply. 

She was weak as a kitten and floating on a cloud. He could do anything to her he wanted. She felt his hand on her pussy and felt him kissing her on the neck and the tops of her breast. She felt wonderful. "Do you love me" he asked. "I love you sooooo much" she cooed. "Do you trust me?" he asked her. "Ummmmm, No" she giggled. "No, seriously, DO YOU TRUST ME?" Dave asked again. "Of course I do," she said. "Ok, I want to do something and I want you to do everything I ask, without question." He said nibbling on her neck. She was still floating, the marijuana and his attention, had made her horny as hell. "OK" she whispered. "You promise?" he asked. "Yep, I promise."

Dave reached under the pillow and pulled out two, long white silk scarves. "Sit up on he edge of the bed and hold out your hands," he said. "Oooo, you gonna tie me up again?" She asked submitting her hands to him. He was sitting beside her as he wrapped both of her wrists with the ends of a single scarf, leaving a few inches in between them. 

He took the other scarf and began wrapping it around her eyes as a blind fold. "Promise me, that no matter what happens, you won't remove the scarf. It will ruin everything. I guarantee you're going to love this, but you have to trust me and do everything I say. You have to be 100 percent submissive…now promise me again" he told her. "All right, I promise" she said wondering what he had in store for her. 

"Ok, stand up and don't speak unless your spoken too," he said leading her by the scarf on her hands to the end of the bed where he had her sit down again. She could feel him standing close to her, not saying anything. Then she could hear him moving around the room and the sound of him mixing another drink. She was hoping that it was for him, because she was still buzzing and another drink would put her out for the day. 

A minute later she heard him turn on the CD player and the room filled with Rod Stewart's voice. He had turned it on so loud that she couldn't hear him moving any longer. Her eyes were closed under the blind fold, and she was feeling mellow and getting hungry, when she felt his hand on her arm pulling her up. 

A second later his hands were on her breasts, feeling them through her bra. He touched her arm, gently pushing. She responded by turning around and then felt his hands on her ass, squeezing and then sliding up her back to the clasp on her bra. Her bra fell to the floor and she felt his hands go around her rib cage. He began to feel her bare breasts again, gently squeezing her large, hard, pink nipples. He was kissing her back, and she was taken instantly to the feeling she had experienced with Bob at the party, when he was doing the same thing. She could feel herself getting wet from anticipation. He turned her back around; facing him and let one of his hands find her pussy. 

She spread her feet apart a little and slowly moved her hips back and forth on his hand. She felt his other hand on her back pulling her against his chest, and then felt warmth from his face as it came closer to hers. Her hands were tied and she held them against her stomach, and felt his body against them. She automatically lowered them to feel his cock, knowing that in a second, he would be kissing her. She was wishing he would turn down the volume of the music, when she heard the volume go down. At the same time, his lips were pressing against hers. She noticed how his mustache tickled her nose. His hairless chest was pressing against her bare breasts. She had his cock in her hands, and it felt much bigger than normal. She could smell cologne that she had never smelled before. 

PANIC gripped her within a hundredth of a second and her body hardened. She stopped breathing and was pulling her hands up to get the damn blindfold off when she felt another hand on her arm, holding it down. "I'm right here Baby, its OK…. Just relax, be calm and take a breath." Dave said. He moved behind her and had both of his hands on her arms; he was kissing her on the back of the neck. The man in front of her was kissing her chest, his hand was clutching her cunt and she couldn't move. "Trust me," Dave whispered again. Her head was spinning and she was still feeling the effects of the grass. 

She was angry that Dave would do something like this, and she was getting ready to tell him just how fucking pissed she was when, she felt the man sucking on one of her nipples. His hand was moving on her clit. Dave was still holding her arms from behind and her hands were on the man's chest. That was when she noticed that she was still moving her hips against the stranger's hand. A warm feeling, much like an orgasm came over her. She realized that she wasn't scared. Her husband was holding her, and whoever this Bastard was in front of her, he knew how to suck breasts like no man she had ever known. She let out a deep, audible sigh and surrendered.




The New Year's Cruise



Dave felt her body soften and could feel her breathing faster. Her hips were moving and he could tell that she was past the shock effect. He told her to kneel on her knees and pulled down on her arms. The man in front of her let go. She didn't hesitate, and wondered why she was so damn submissive. Dave held her as she dropped to the floor. Dave sat down on the bed behind her, spread his legs apart and pulled her back against the bed, between his legs. He lifted her arms up over her head and pulled her tied hands behind his head and rested then on the back of his neck. 

She noticed that he didn't have any clothing on. She smelled the strange cock before she felt it press against her lips. "Now, suck his cock Baby, and suck it good" her husband ordered her. The end of it was wet and hot against her lips. She opened her mouth and slowly let it slide into her mouth. It felt so hot and smooth. It was larger than Dave's and was hard and throbbing. She could taste his pre cum. It tasted musty, but she didn't mind. In fact, she actually liked the taste. She felt the man's hands on her head. He didn't move and let her do all the work. 

"That's it Baby, suck it," she heard Dave whisper in her ear. He was kissing her neck and ears. His hands were on her breasts. She could feel Dave's hard cock pressed against her back. She continued moving her mouth back and forth on the swollen penis in front of her, and wished that her hands were free to be able to hold it. It was soooo hot. "You like sucking that strange cock don't you Bitch?" Dave asked. Without stopping, she moaned "Hummmmm." . 

"That's enough, now sit back up on the bed," he told her, moving her tied hands over her head. He reached under her arms, and pulled her up on the end of the bed. "Scoot back," he said still pulling on her armpits. They moved to the middle of the bed all the way to the headboard, where Dave leaned back against a few pillows that he had arranged. She spread his legs and pulled Carol's back against him. "Put your arms back again," he said moving her tied hands behind his neck again. 

She could feel his hard cock pressing against her lower back again. "God, his skin felt hot against hers," she thought. She felt movement on the end of the bed, and within seconds, she felt the silent stranger's hands on her ankles, pulling her legs apart. 

The man moved forward, his hands running up her legs, his lips and tongue kissing and caressing her calves and then, the back of her knees, and then up to the inside of her thighs. He had one of his hands on her cunt, feeling it through her wet panties. Dave's hands were on her breasts and he was breathing, hotter than hot, air in her ear. His hips were grinding against her back. She was breathing hard and fast. 

Every nerve in her body was tingling, especially when her new lover would kiss and nibble on the tender skin around her pussy, then put his mouth on her panties, pressing the bridge of his nose on her clit. Carol felt the man's hands on her hips and then felt him pulling down her panties. She felt "easy" when she pulled her legs together so he could pull them down her legs and all the way off. She wanted to feel his tongue in her cunt. 

Dave leaned forward, reaching his hands on her outer thighs and said, "Pull your knees up." She obeyed, pulling her knees up and back. She felt Dave's hands on the outside of her knees, his fingers reaching under them. He pulled them wide apart and then back so far her butt was lifted off the bed. A large pillow quickly replaced the space under her ass. Dave didn't let go of her knees as the man moved his mouth against her cunt. She felt his tongue searching and exploring her pussy, every so often moving inside, but mostly working softly against her clit. 

He was giving her butterfly kisses all around. She moaned when he inserted a finger deep in her cunt while his tongue lightly stroked her clit. She was on fire. "OHHHH GOD, THAT FEELS SOOOOO GOOD! She groaned. "You like that, don't you Bitch," Dave asked. "OH YESSS" she sighed. "You want me to let him fuck you?" Dave asked. "YESSSS David, make him fuck me, make him fuck me hard." She said trying to catch her breath. 

"OK, give it to her," Dave said to the man with his face buried in her crotch. The man moved away from her cunt and got up on his knees. She could feel the tops of his thighs pressing against the back of hers. Her ass was up in the air, and Dave was still holding her knees. He slapped his cock on her clit, driving waves of pleasure all through her body. She felt the head of his cock pressing against the opening of her cunt. She could feel the smoothness of the condom he was wearing and felt relieved. He just held it there for a minute. She bucked her hips up trying to make it go in. 

The man slowly moved the head of his cock in, guiding it into her love box with his hand. He leaned forward, and she could feel his hands resting on the bed, beside her breasts, supporting his weight. "Fuck her," Dave told him. The man shoved his, blue-steel cock, hard…. All the way in. Carol screamed as the huge throbbing cock violated a space where, with the exception of Bob a few weeks earlier, no man except her husband, had been in over 30 years. The man removed his shaft and began to plunge it to his balls over and over. She could feel them hitting her ass cheeks with each stroke. She immediately began to meet his rhythm and became overcome with passion. 

Dave let go of her knees. She threw her legs over her lover's back and began pounding her heels on his ass, trying to get him in deeper. Dave was biting her shoulders and neck and was undoubtedly turned on by her acceptance of this intruder. She felt Dave shoving his cock against her back. His breath was hot on her neck and she could feel the man's hot breath panting on her face. "If only she could get her hands on her clit," she wished. 

She had never been with two men at the same time, and felt so warm being sandwiched between them. The eroticism of being submissive, and being taken like this was almost enough to make her orgasm without manual stimulation. She was in heaven and she didn't want it to stop. He was fucking her hard and she heard him groan, then he really began slamming her like a piston. 

"Ok that's enough," Dave said. The man pulled his cock out of her cunt and moved back. "NOOOOOOOOO Carol moaned. DON'T LET HIM STOP," she begged. "I'll let him fuck your brains out if you want, but you got to promise something," Dave said. "FUCK!, anything," she said in her most submissive voice. Dave held her tits and said, "Good girl…OK, here's the deal. I'll let go of your hands, but the fucking blindfold stays on. And, you have to promise him that he can have you any time he wants you for the rest of the cruise. 

She felt the man's thumb rubbing her clit. It only took a moment for her to respond with "OK, OK" "Well promise HIM, and be sure to say please" Dave ordered her. "Please fuck me, and I promise, you can have me any way you want for the rest of the fucking cruise"; she said panting, with urgency in her voice. "Oh, one more thing," Dave added. "WHAT?" she asked. "He cums in you without a condom" Dave said. "Whatever," she replied "I don't really care right now you Fucker." She was wondering why it mattered, and why he was tormenting her so. 

Dave let go of her and it felt good to be able to move her arms again. "We need some louder music, because your going to be screaming in a minute," Dave laughed as he turned up the volume on the CD player. "I'm gonna enjoy watching this." He was beside her again and told her to stand up and lean over the bed. He pushed her head down on a stack of pillows. "I want you to rub your clit while he fucks you…now do it," he instructed. She was bent over with most of her weight on her head and chest, her ass in the air with her still-tied hands on her cunt. Her fingers rubbing her swollen clit. 

She felt the man's legs, touching the back of her legs, as he moved into position. She couldn't remember wanting someone to fuck her more than she did at this moment. He grabbed her ass and shoved his cock into her cunt hard, and began drilling her. It hurt, but she loved it. She thought how it felt so much better without a condom. It was like a rock, sooo smooth and hot. He was frantic in his taking her. She felt like a fucking slut, arching her back, spreading her legs, taking a total stranger into her, and loving it so much. "Slap her on the ass," Dave said. SMACK, SMACK, the pain was wonderful. She began moving her ass sideways as he pumped her, pounding his stomach against her. 

She could hear the sound of flesh beating against flesh over the sound of Rod Stewart in the background. His hands were digging into her hips as he gripped her. She knew she would have bruises, but she was on fire and nothing else mattered. "Cum for him you fucking Bitch," Dave ordered. She felt her chest tighten, and she could hardly breathe. She began to tremble and her body started to spasm. "Fuckkkkkkk" she moaned as her body began to explode. She was in total darkness and had never felt so alive in her life. 

Every cell in her body was screaming. He shoved his huge cock into her deeper and harder than ever. "How can he go on so long" she asked herself. She felt him shake and felt his cock explode inside her, and the warm feeling of hot cum coating the insides of her vagina. She came harder than ever in her life, and screamed out…."OH MY GODDDDDDD…," jerking in orgasm that felt like it would kill her. He started pumping again, as her cunt gripped his cock and milked out all the semen it had to offer. 

She couldn't breathe and felt his hands moving to her back and shoulders, and holding them tightly, as he made his final massive thrusts, almost as though he was dying, and impregnating her as his last earthly effort. In the darkness of the blindfold, the beautiful rainbows came in the most brilliant colors she had ever seen……

"You can take off the scarf and meet your new BLACK lover Bitch," Dave said. "Fuck" she thought. She ripped off the blindfold and looked back. Dave was standing there behind her, his dick in his hand and a huge shit-eating grin on his face. "Fooled ya," he laughed. She glanced around the room. They were alone. 

Carol collapsed on the bed in front of her. Dave crawled on top of her and whispered, "Did you like that Sweetie Pie?. "David, you amaze me sometimes." She was still panting. "Well, did ya?" he asked again. "Duh, yeah, just a little," she said sarcastically He sat back on the bed and laughed out loud. "Had ya going didn't I?" he teased. "She looked at him, smiled, stuck out her hands and said. "Untie me so I can scratch your eyes out ." 

Dave fixed her another drink. "Ok, so how the hell did you do that?" she asked. "Remember when I went to the bar this morning?" he asked. "Yes" she replied. "I met a guy there and set it up. He finished before you got off the bed and split. It was the plan." Dave told her. She remembered the stranger groaning before Dave said "OK that's enough." That explained the removing the condom too. "You're a sick man David," she said. "Yea, but you love it don't ya?" he replied with a chuckle. 

"Who was he?" she asked. "You will never know, that was part of the plan too," he said. "You Fucker, Christ, you make me think it was you with me, and it's a damn stranger. Then, when I think I'm with him, its you." Dave smiled. She added. "You promised to feed me you Bastard, and I'm starved. She reached out and pulled him down to her and kissed him with the biggest "thank you" kiss she could muster. "I love it when you purr." Dave said. 

Later that evening, Carol was getting ready for the Swingers New Year's Ball. She was wearing a dress Dave had ordered off of the Internet. It was a long black, halter-type, back less gown, slit up both sides to her waist. She was wearing a pair of black thong panties and no bra. "You look so beautiful and sexy in that dress," he said as they were in the elevator to the upper deck. 

The ballroom was packed. There had to be over a hundred couples in the room. Most all of the women were wearing clothing normally reserved for their bedrooms only. Carol looked absolutely gorgeous and was being hit on by dozens of men all evening. She loved the attention she was receiving and with has happened earlier that day, she was having no problem playing the tease. All evening she noticed a tall, black man staring at her. He was younger, and very muscular. He had asked her to dance once but she had turned him down. Whenever, she saw him his eyes were on her, intently. 

It was getting close to midnight and many of the couples had found other couples to visit with and to enjoy after the midnight hour. Carol had been dancing with quite a few different men and Dave had asked a few of the ladies for a dance as well. Dave had been paying particular attention to an attractive woman in a long gold dress that was see-through and showed her breasts in their entirety. 

She had just finished a cocktail and noticed that Dave was dancing with her again, another slow dance, and he had his hands on her ass. She was watching intently. A man was standing close to her and noticed her staring at her husband and the woman he was dancing with. "Forgive me, but I couldn't help notice you watching them," he said. "Do you know the man?" he asked her. She glanced at him and then back to Dave. "Yes, that is my husband," she said. 

She looked across the room, and the black man was leaning against the wall, with a drink in his hand watching her. "Well, that is my wife, Janet, and they seem to be having a little too much fun, don't you think?" he asked halfway laughing. Carol didn't respond. Her mind was miles away. He put his hand on her arm and said, "My name is Todd, and what do you say we dance close to them and maybe they will get the hint?" he suggested. "Good idea" she answered, walking onto the dance floor. "Sorry, my name is Carol," she said as he took her hand in his on the way to where Dave and Janet were Dancing. He put his right hand in the middle of her back and pulled her close to him, taking her right hand in his other. "He was a very good dancer," she thought, as she was keeping Dave in her line of sight. 

Within a minute he had let go of her right hand and had moved his hand to her back. She put her head on his chest and put both of her hands around his neck. "God, he was so smooth, and he reminded her of someone she knew," she thought. She felt him move his leg in between hers and whispered that she was very beautiful. "Thank you," she said in a soft voice. He was so warm, and she loved the way her held her. "You know this is a swinger's cruise, and what would you think about you and me getting together, and leaving Dave and Janet alone?" he asked. 

"Dave…she had almost forgot about him…Dave? Did I tell him David's name?" her mind was racing and she looked up at the tall handsome man with the steel-gray hair. He looked deep in her beautiful brown eyes and said, "Oh by the way, you promised Carol, and the cruise has just begun…Happy New Year Baby!" he said with a big shit-eating grin on his face as he lowered his hand down to her ass.

Your comments are greatly appreciated.



The New Year's Eve Dance



Never forget the music that is the soundtrack of our lives, for if we let the music die, something inside us dies along with it...for Mary...

Bill hated this time of year. He kept thinking about how much he hated it as he got himself ready for the dance that evening. It would do him good to get out though. Bill couldn't remember the last time he had been to a dance. It was his friend Sam who had talked him into going out tonight. There was a New Year's Eve singles dance tonight at a local Sheraton Hotel and Sam thought it would do his friend some good. It had been a while since Bill had been to anything similar and he reluctantly agreed to Sam's request. For some reason he had been reluctant to get back into the dating scene since his wife died over two years ago. He did have to admit though, as he stood in front of the mirror in his dress shirt and slacks, that he still looked pretty good for a guy of fifty. He was still in good shape and the touch of gray around his temples perhaps lent a certain dignity to his ruggedly handsome face.

In a little while Bill's friend Sam arrived and the two men headed off to the dance. Bill reflected on his situation as he sat in the passenger seat of the car. He had lost his wife to illness a little over two years ago. Their social life had mostly revolved around her family. Bill had moved up to the N.Y. area a long time ago with his job. All his relatives were still down south. He gradually lost touch with hiss and felt funny calling them since his wife passed. He was thankful his friend Sam, a divorced guy he knew from work, gave him a call and invited him along. He did not have real high expectations, but at least he wouldn't be spending another New Year's Eve alone in front of the TV with a six-pack.

In short order the two men arrived at the dance and went inside. They paid the nominal admission fee and made their way to the banquet room. The room was decorated in a rather festive manor, with big balloons and colorful ribbons appropriate for the holidays. A hired DJ was playing old school dance music, or disco as we used to call it, over a large PA system. After a few moments Sam spoke.

"Let's head over to the bar." said Sam.

"Oh, I'm with you bother." replied Bill.

The bar was relatively crowded and it was standing room only. For the most part the women occupied the chairs while the men huddled around, drinks in hand, like vultures waiting on the death of their prey.

The two men ordered drinks and took their place amongst the well-dressed vultures. Bill had managed to position himself in close proximity to a fairly attractive blonde sitting at the bar. After some brief conversation, he quickly realized she seemed to be more in love with her drink than she would ever be with him.

After a couple of drinks, Bill excused himself from any semblance of conversation they may have had and decided to take a walk around the room. He gave a sort of nod and point to Sam who was busy chatting up a well-dressed gal perched in a bar stool. He figured Sam understood the message.

The music was loud but not quite so overpowering that you couldn't talk. That was a plus. There was a mirrored disco ball hanging from the ceiling and subtly changing light schemes, in bright colors as would suit the holidays, alternately reflected off it as it slowly revolved.

Bill walked slowly around the big room taking in the sites. 'I'm Your Boogie Man' by KC & The Sunshine Band blared out of the big rented PA speakers as dancers made their way onto the floor. 

Bill continued his slow easy pace until something caught his eye. Make that someone. Along the wall in the back of the room was an attractive girl around his age talking to another gal. She had stylishly short blonde hair and strikingly blue eyes. She held up a glass of white wine which seemed to almost match her blonde locks. Their eyes met as Bill made his casual approach and his glance was returned with an approving smile. Bill excused himself for any interruption he may have caused to the conversation the two women were having.

"Would you like to dance?" Bill casually inquired.

The attractive blonde glanced momentarily at her friend as if hoping to get a second opinion. Her friend seemed to give a look of approval.

"Sure." She answered, "By the way, I'm Ann."

"I'm Bill." Was the reply.

The two made their way onto the dance floor as 'Dance, Dance, Dance' by Chic started to play.

"Dance, dance, dance." Ann said with a smile.

"Yowsa, yowsa, yowsa!" Bill repeated at the appropriate time along with the song, "I never understood what that meant though."

His partner laughed with a big grin.

"I remember all these songs from when I was in high-school." She said.

"Me too." Answered Bill, "If I had known it was disco tonight I would have worn my leisure suit."

The two stayed on the floor as 'Funky Town' by Lipps Inc. began to play.

"I used to like this." Ann said.

"Do you remember who did this?" Bill asked.

"Not offhand." Ann smiled.

"Read my lips." Bill joked. It was lost on Ann for the moment.

The two continued their moves as the song played on. As the song started with the refrain 'Gotta move on.' Ann muttered something.

"You know that's right."

"What?" Inquired Bill.

"Nothing."

After that number, the two dancers made their way off the dance floor. 

Bill and Ann talked for quite a while. The conversation flowed easy. Both were about the same age and shared a lot in common. Bill told Ann about the death of his wife. Ann related her story about how her husband had left her and how difficult she often found it to be on her own. She admitted to Bill how hard it was for her around the holidays and she found herself crying often at this time. Bill fully understood.

"Do you remember the days when life seemed so new and it seemed like we had the whole world open to us, like we could do anything?" Ann started, "This music takes me back to those times."

Once again, Bill understood completely.

Once again the two made their way onto the floor. Bill and Ann looked in each other's eyes as they danced through the night. As each new song played, the two would often shout the words as if creating a new soundtrack for a new life which was about to unfold.

"I believe in miracles, since you came along. You sexy thing." Ann practically cooed as she looked at Bill.

"Where did you come from baby? How did you know I needed you?" Bill answered back.

Bill was actually having a good time around a holiday for the first time in a while.

As Johnny Taylor's 'Disco Lady' blared from the PA, once again Bill could not help but sing along.

"Girl, you drive me crazy, You dance so fine and you're right on time, Girl, you're driving me out of my mind."

His exuberance almost getting the best of him, Bill paused to wonder if his show of joy was a bit much. He was really enjoying Ann's company, of that there could be no doubt.

The night soon was coming to a close. It was getting late. Ann's friend had mentioned she wanted to go home soon and Ann was the one driving. Bill sort of snuck Ann off to the side and suggested that they get together, perhaps for dinner the following evening. Bill could barely contain his delight as Ann gave him her number.

Bill found his friend Sam, still not far from the bar, as 'Play That Funky Music' by Wild Cherry threatened to drown out the conversation. Bill had another drink with his friend and afterwards the two men headed home. During the drive home, Bill could not help but show his enthusiasm as the men shared the car ride.

The following evening was New Year's Day. The irony was not completely lost on Bill as he readied himself for his date with Ann. New year, new start. How appropriate. As he finished getting ready and headed over to pick up Ann, Bill's head started to flood with thought's of doubt. He wondered if he would ever really find love again. He even wondered sometimes if he deserved it. He found the loss of his wife tough, but somehow he seemed to find starting over even tougher.

He soon arrived at Ann's home. Bill parked the car and headed up the steps. He wondered if she would look as good as he remembered. He rang the bell.

Moments later Ann appeared at the door. She looked absolutely stunning in a blue dress which seemed to match her blue eyes. Silver diamond earrings dangled seductively from her ears amidst the blonde curls. The only other jewelry Bill could see was a pearl necklace hanging not far above her bosom.

"Are you ready?" Ann asked.

"I thought that was my line." Bill answered, "Um, yes."

Bill grabbed Ann's hand as he escorted her to his car. Moments later the two arrived at a cozy Italian restaurant that Ann had suggested.

"The food is great here." Ann reiterated.

"I should certainly hope so." Bill responded.

The two made their way inside and were soon seated at an elegantly decorated table with a small candle holder in the center. The waiter soon came by to light the candle and take their drink order. After selecting a bottle of wine, soon brought out by the steward, Bill proposed a toast.

"Happy New Year, to a fine and lovely lady."

"A new year, a new life." Was the reply.

"One can only hope."

The conversation soon started to flow, just as it had the evening before. The food was soon brought out and there was a lot of sharing of food and warm words. The laughter soon followed, as casual conversation was punctuated with sudden touching and sly glances.

As dinner ended, Bill inquired of Ann as to how the desserts were in this restaurant. He was sort of in the mood for some good Italian pastry. The response he received was not what he had expected, but welcome nonetheless.

"We could skip dessert here and have dessert back at my place." Ann leaned over and cooed.

Now that might even be tastier than pasty, Bill thought to himself. Bill got the check, paid the tab and led Ann by the hand back outside. In short order they were back at Ann's place.

"Thanks for dinner, it was wonderful." Ann said as she fumbled for the key.

"Yes it was, but I expect dessert will be even nicer." Bill replied with a grin, "I've always been a dessert kind of guy."

In moments the two entered the house like newlyweds crossing the threshold. Ann grabbed Bill's hand and led him inside. Once inside, Ann flipped on a small light and led Bill over to the sofa.

"Wait here, I'll be right back." She said, "Make yourself comfortable. Take your shoes off."

"I'm not going anywhere." Bill replied confidently as he removed his shoes, as told.

Ann soon returned with two glasses of red wine and a candle which she lit and placed on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"You know those songs last night." Ann started in a somber tone, "They brought back memories of the best times in my life. I really enjoyed last night."

"Me too." Bill replied, "Sometimes I wish I could go back."

"You can never go back, but you can go forward." Ann answered, "To us."

"To us." Bill repeated as he raised his glass.

"Do you think you can join me in another dance?" Ann asked sweetly, "I've always liked this record."

Ann went over to the stereo and put on a CD. Moments later, the sound of Donna Summer's 'I Feel Love' were coming out of the speakers and filling the room. Ann turned to face Bill and kicked off the blue heels she wore to match her dress. She gave him an absolutely devilish grin and slowly and seductively walked towards him. The candlelight flickered in her deep blue eyes as Bill rose off the sofa to join her in the middle of the floor. Their hands soon locked and then their lips as their bodies pulsed and swayed with the music. Their coming together was like two ships in the night somehow destined to meet.

As the music pulsed, a flood of emotion overcame Bill. He somehow felt like a prisoner, newly paroled who had just been given a new lease on life. He was overcome with delight as every probing exploration, every move, every favor was returned in full. His delicate parting of her lips with his tongue was met with hers as each began to explore each other as neither had allowed themselves to do for some time. He gently teased and bit her lower lip as soft moans of satisfaction filled his ears over the music playing in the background.

Bill once again stared into Ann's deep blue eyes as she looked longingly back. He held her by the shoulders then reached back and unzipped her dress, soon relieving her of that obstruction. It fell amongst her feet as Ann graciously returned the favor by undoing the buttons on Bill's shirt and again being so kind as to help him off with his pants. Soon the two bodies were in the middle of the room dressed only in their underwear, exploring each other's bodies as perhaps neither has done in years. As the sounds of 'I Feel Love' gently faded, Ann nuzzled her nose against Bill's ear and softly spoke.

"I've always loved this next song." She whispered.

In a moment, Donna Summer's voice could once again be heard coming out of the speakers.

"Oooh...love to love you, baby."

"Oooh...love to love you, baby." Ann repeated the phrase softly into Bill's ear as she began to run her fingers through his hair. Bill could still recognize a sign when he saw one.

"Is there a bedroom nearby?" He softly inquired.

"I thought you'd never ask." Ann giggled back.

Ann took Bill's hand and led him into the other room. He hoisted her onto the large bed as once again their lips locked. Bill reached back and unfastened Ann's bra and tossed it aside. The sight of her somewhat ample breasts and beautiful engorged nipples caused Bill to pause for a moment to take in the beauty that lie before him. He began to fondle her breast while he resumed his kisses from her delicate ear lobes and traced slowly down her neck, eventually his lips arriving to meet his fingertips where he had begun to tease her nipples. He traced his tongue in circles around her nipples, paying attention to each one. His lips did the same, taking each one between them in a delicate tease.

Momentarily, Bill reached down and relieved himself of his underwear. He did the same for Ann as he inserted his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and slid them over her soft, inviting thighs and up over her legs. He again took in the gorgeous sight that lie before his eyes before gently parting her legs and softly kissing along her inner thighs towards the prize that lie before him. He delicately kissed and stroked her lips with his as her soft hairs teased his face and her delicate scent filled his nostrils. His lip and tongue movements were soon joined by a couple of fingers as he applied pressure with firm strokes to the front of her love canal. Her moans and ever flowing love juices were sure signs his efforts were having the desired effect, as he gently kissed around her love button.

Bill knelt before Ann and slowly eased in his firm member. As he guided it inside, he began to thrust in a gradually quickening pace. Her soft, silky smooth love canal felt so good as it enveloped him and held him tight. It seemed as though his every thrust was met by Ann's attempt to get closer to him, in an attempt to somehow join their two bodies together even more fully. His quickening pace was soon met with louder and more frequent moans of pleasure as her tightening muscles signaled she was coming nearly the same time as him. Moments later, the two lovers were overcome by a mutual state of bliss. Lovers, who were mere strangers just days before lie spent side by side on the big bed.

The two lie side by side in silence for some time. Finally, Bill spoke.

"Penny for your thoughts." He said.

"I was just thinking how nice tonight was." Ann started, "I always knew I would survive after my husband left, just that it would be hard."

"Ah, ha."

"I used to sing that Gloria Gaynor song to myself, you know the one," Ann started, "I will survive, as long as I know how to love I know I'll stay alive."

"Ah, ha." Bill muttered.

"Why, what are you thinking about?" Ann inquired.

"I'm just thinking I probably owe my friend Sam lunch or something for taking me to the dance." Bill said without missing a beat.

Ann just sort of rolled over as the two resumed cuddling side by side on the bed.

01-13-10.



The New Year's Party



Author's Note: It's been a while, but I'm back in action. I've had a bunch of ideas swimming around, and because I'm such a lazy/busy bastard, it look me a while to get it all in one place. 

All events in this story are a work of fiction, and all characters are completely made up. Most of them. If you're under 18, do not read this story. Just don't.

Also, I don't condone incest. Most people don't. However, we'd all be lying if said it wasn't fun to read, write, and fantasize about from time to time.

This is the first time I've ventured back into incest/taboo since I started posting here, so I hope you enjoy it. 

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"Honey, your father and I are going to spend New Year's with the Berovski's."

"And when were you gonna tell me about this?" 

Felix was a little more than peeved. Before his mom even said anything else, he knew what she was getting at. His parents' going out meant Katrina would be alone at home. Her being alone meant that Felix would probably have to stay with her. He wanted to go into the city for New Year's Eve, but because his sister was only 20, there was no way she'd be able to go to any of the bars or clubs Felix and his friends would be going to. Katrina didn't have a fake ID, and New York City was a real pain; if she came along, she wouldn't be able to do anything at all. 

"Sweetie, you and your sister always hang out together. Why should this time be any different?"

"Well, for one, I was thinking of making plans with my friends. We were gonna go into the city probably." Felix wasn't really angry, but he made a consistent effort to get at his mother's throat whenever he wanted to make a point.

"Felix, come on. It's already New Year's Eve, and it's a Sunday afternoon. I think if you were going to make plans, you'd have done it already, hm?"

"Well, my point is that you should at least run things like this by me! You can't just—"

"—Felix."

"No! Know what? I'm not finished. I wanna say this one thing. Okay?"

"Okay, go ahead." Felix's mom rolled her eyes as she leaned against the kitchen counter.

Pausing a bit before continuing, Felix swallowed before speaking. "Ahem. You, you can't just assume that I don't have any plans and then go and make some of your own. I'm a freaking adult now, mom. I'd appreciate it if you showed me some respect, and—" Felix cut himself off as his mouth started to upturn into a smile. 

"And... anything else?" 

Making eye-contact with his mom made it worse. Felix stifled some laughter as he slammed a kitchen cabinet with his fist. 

"Damn it, ma, you never take me seriously."

"Oh, look who's talking, mister. Spending a holiday with your sister isn't going to kill you."

"Ugh..." Felix rubbed his forehead as he looked at the floor.

"You can invite some friends over and have a party if you want. You and Kat."

Surprised, Felix looked wide-eyed at his mom. "Wait. Really?"

"Really." 

"You're not gonna care if we down all the alcohol?"

"Long as no one is drinking and driving, neither me nor your father will mind. Sound good?"

"Hell yeah it sounds good. I love you, mom." Smiling, Felix approached his mom to give her a warm hug.

Returning the hug, his mom spoke. "Like you said, you guys are adults. Besides, it's New Year's. You're allowed to go crazy." 

"Yeah." 

"You better hurry if you want anyone to come. It's already 4:30. Go call your friends."

Breaking the hug, Felix exited the kitchen and proceeded to make his way to his room. 

"Felix?"

"Yeah, ma?" 

"Come back here a sec." 

Back-peddling, Felix reappeared in the kitchen doorway. "Sup?"

" It's gonna be a long drive for me and daddy, so the Berovski's are letting us stay the night. Okay?"

"Oh, okay. So...wait, when are you guys coming back?"

"Probably tomorrow afternoon, later in the day maybe," she said as she cleared some things off the kitchen table. "I'm leaving you in charge tonight. You got that?"

"Yeah, I know." 

"You know. I know you know. Please be responsible tonight. When you guys call your friends, tell them they can spend the night so that they don't force themselves to drive home later. Last thing we need is someone getting hurt this time of year." 

"I know. I will, don't worry." 

"Okay," she finished with a smile. "Now hurry." 

Rushing up the stairs to his room, Felix set off to look for his cell phone with a big smile on his face. 

"Kat!" he yelled in between strides.

No answer.

"KAAAAAT!" 

"Whaaaaaaaatttttt?!" resounded from the other end of the hall. 

Making his way to his sister's room, Felix projected his voice as he gave his sister instructions. "Ma says we can have a party tonight!" Rounding the corner at the end of the hall, Felix took a right as he continued to speak. "Call a few of your friends, and—" 

"—oof!" 

"Ahh..."

"Damn it, Felix..."

"Sorry, ow..."

In his excitement, Felix rounded the corner as he was shouting, not listening or looking where he was going. His punishment? A face to face collision with his younger sister Katrina. While recovering, he noticed she was wearing a black sports bra and some running shorts. Glancing at her sneakers, she was probably going to the basement to run on the treadmill. 

"Watch where you're going next time, dipshit." 

"Hey!" Felix shot back while rubbing his sore chin. "If you're gonna be like that I'm not gonna tell you the good news." 

"You walked into me, you ass." 

"Fine, fine. Mom said we can invite a bunch of friends over tonight for a New Year's Eve party." 

"What? Wait, why? Why's she letting us do that?"

Realizing that their mom hadn't told Katrina the news, Felix proceeded to explain. "Oh. Uh, Mom and dad are going to the Berovski's for some party at their place." 

"And you're not going? To the city, I mean." 

"Well, aside from the fact that mom and dad won't let me, it won't be so bad sticking around tonight."

"Heh, yeah. Especially if they're letting us have friends over. Who're you gonna invite?" 

"Uh, probably Johnny, and maybe... Kenny, Chris...Mike too, I guess. I think they'll be up for a party. Especially if you invite some of your friends," Felix finished with a sly smile. 

"Oh really now?" Katrina shot back, feigning an annoyed tone. 

"What about you? Who you gonna call? Other than the Ghostbusters, that is." 

"You're such a dork sometimes." 

"I know. You calling Irene? Eh?" Felix nudged his sister in her exposed abdomen, a sheepish grin on his face.

"Um... maybe I'll invite her... Becky and Jenna... and Kim. Make the ratio nice and even." 

"Nice, nice, nice. Get to calling, it's already 4:30." 

"I'm gonna run for a bit. I'll them when I finish." 

"No, no, no, no, no. You call them now. Before they make any plans. Hurry hurry!"

"Calm the hell down, I will."

"Okay go!" 

With that, Felix smacked Katrina on the ass and ran for his room. 

"Pervert!" Katrina said with a smile, feeling the sting in her taut bottom. 

Tonight wouldn't be so bad. Spending a night drinking with a bunch of close pals would actually be pretty cool. Since he and his sister were only a year apart, the two of them usually hung around the same crowd of friends more or less. Felix knew the girls she was inviting over, and she knew the guys he was going to call. 

Laughing to himself, Felix found his phone and started calling his buddies.

* * *

It was after midnight, the ball had already dropped, and Felix and his friends were already in 2007 territory. The lights were dimmed, giving off a moody ambience, and Katrina's iPod was hooked up to a pair of expensive speakers she'd gotten for Christmas. With some generic party music blaring in the background, Felix, in his quite tipsy state, inspected the party scene that was his basement. 

Crowded around either end of his family's green ping pong table, Chris and Becky were duking it out against Kenny and Jenna in a game of beer pong. Hazily, Felix noted that Chris and Becky were winning by a landslide. They were always pretty competitive. Jenna and Kenny, on the other hand, were much more interested in each other than the game. In between turns, they'd always slide their hands around each other's hips, playfully kissing and huddling closely to one another.

Searching the room for Kim and Mike, Felix finally found them seated at the mini bar. Mike was using his bartending skills to serve some nice mixed drinks, and apparently, he was also trying to loosen up the usually uptight Kim. The short, slim brunette was actually pretty hot when she wanted to be, but there was something about shy girls that didn't interest Felix. He usually went for the bouncy, sporty chicks. 

Looking back to his closer surroundings, Felix took notice of the three people in his immediate vicinity. Seated across from him on the shorter sofa was his best friend since third grade, Johnny Altmann. Outgoing and athletic, the tall blonde boy was always ready to party and back Felix up whenever he needed a wingman. Truth was, Felix trusted Johnny more than any of his other friends, and he knew he could confide in him on anything. 

"Who was that?" Felix asked, watching as his friend snapped his cell phone shut.

"Jeremy," Johnny replied, running a hand against his short hair before continuing. "My brother's in the city, gettin' all crazy with the ladies without me." 

"Hey!" chimed in a very drunk Irene. "What do you call us, huh? We're ladies! Ain't that right, Kat?"

Laughing, Felix's sister backed up her tipsy blonde friend. "Yep, last time I checked!" Katrina, who was also quite drunk, knocked over her empty beer can. "Besides, Mr. Popular, no one MADE you come to our little shindig!"

"Fine," Johnny retorted with a chuckle. "If you want me to leave, I will." 

Getting up to walk away, Johnny's leg brushed by Katrina, who snatched at his ankle with her left hand.

"Gotcha! Take a seat, son!" 

Felix watched as his sister and Irene broke out into uncontrollable laughter once again. Making eye contact with Johnny, the two of them rolled their eyes, each of them gesturing a drinking pantomime to illustrate how drunk their female companions were.

As Johnny took his place back on the opposing couch, Felix let his eyes roam to the girls on either side of him. Irene was seated Indian style to his left, with Katrina lying on her stomach to his right. More than a little buzzed, Felix let his eyes linger on Irene's envious body for a few seconds. Even though she was one of his sister's friends, Irene was a knock out. Wearing a strapless tube top that hugged her delectable tits nice and snugly, the hot blonde shuffled her weight to get in a more comfortable position, all the while clutching her nearly empty can of beer. Her eyes lifting to meet Felix's gaze, Felix surprised himself by not looking away. 

He and Irene had hooked up on numerous occasions in the past, and during the small instant when their eyes met, the two seemed to relive their lust-filled past. Her lips upturning slightly before her attention was called away, Irene winked one last time at Felix before turning to her left to face Johnny.

Smiling before looking away, Felix took another swig of his own beer, all the while noting that he was almost finished. His eyes traveling in the direction of his younger sister, Felix noticed that she was distracted by the song playing through the speakers in the background. Her eyes closed, Katrina swung her legs to and fro, all the while softly mouthing the lyrics to a song by Beyoncé whose name Felix could not recall. 

In the moment he'd watched his sister, something suddenly clicked in Felix's mind. As she lay there, lost in her drunken bliss, Felix realized just how attractive Katrina was. He'd always considered his sister to be prettier than the average girl, and he'd even complimented her by telling her that she looked "hot" in the past. Tonight was certainly not an exception.

Nonetheless, something felt different to him. As he repeated his thought to himself, Felix also realized that, by thinking his sister was attractive, he'd unwittingly entertained the idea of being attracted to her. After all, if someone thinks a person's attractive, there's a bit more to it than simply thinking they're good looking. In the back of his mind, Felix knew it was probably the alcohol that was removing the finer points of his reasoning. 

All of a sudden, his eyes started traveling all over Katrina's body. Leaning back in his seat and taking a few extra seconds to notice his sister's curvier parts, Felix felt a small amount of heat wash over his body. Her round ass, confined quite tightly inside her dark jeans, seemed to jump out at him. The generous swell of her breasts, which were practically spilling out of her v-cut, silk blouse, created the most enticing cleavage he'd seen on a girl in a long time. Her serene visage and closed eyes were the icing on top of an already very sweet cake. 

Felix wasn't sure if it was his silent exchange with Irene that got his hormones all rattled, but what he was certain of was that he couldn't stop looking at his sister the way he was. He found himself wondering how her ass would feel with his hands squeezing it. He thought about how her breasts would look with no clothes covering them, and how plushy they might feel with him fondling them. He wondered how many sexual partners she'd had. He wondered how experienced she was. All these thoughts were taking their toll on Felix, and once he felt his dick stiffen to near hardness against his leg, he suddenly felt very uncomfortable. 

Shaking his head and blinking his eyes a few times, Felix let his vision clear and felt his mind sober up a bit. Noticing once again that his beer was near empty, Felix decided it was time for a refill. His slightly swollen cock resting firmly against his leg, he did his best to remain discreet as he got up to leave. In the garage upstairs, there was still a ton of beer in the fridge, so Felix figured he'd grab a few for everyone. 

"Where the hell do you think you're going, sir?" 

Looking down at a seated Johnny, Felix smiled, shaking his empty beer can so that his friend could hear. "Time to replenish our stock."

"Ahhh, there's a good lad," Johnny roared, putting on a pirate's accent. "Go grab some for the ladies too. When ye get back, we be playin' Kings!"

"You're such a tool, dude," Felix retorted, much to the amusement of Irene and Katrina. 

"Need help bro?" Johnny inquired once the laughing ceased.

"Nah, I should be good. Be back in a bit." 

Nodding and smiling at his other friends on his way to the stairs, Felix's thoughts returned to his sister and her hot body. As he climbed the steps to the first floor of his house, he let images of Katrina fill his head. Unable to shake off the enticing appeal of her curves, he felt his dick stiffen within his jeans yet again. 

Gripping and rubbing at his groin, Felix knew that he wasn't helping his situation. For fuck's sake, it was his sister he was thinking of. Reaching the first floor of his house, he decided he needed some isolation before heading back down and facing his friends—especially Katrina. Heading for the bathroom, Felix hit the light, fan, and locked the door behind him.

Yanking his pants down, Felix emptied his bladder, doing his best to block thoughts of tits and ass out of his head until he finished. When he was done, he couldn't help but look at his reflection in the small mirror above the toilet. Looking into his own eyes, he finally felt a trace of guilt creep into his mind. Momentary as it was, he'd lusted after his sister a few moments ago. 

Shaking his head left to right, Felix convinced himself to focus on something else. Feeling his dick harden within his grip, he desperately tried to at least focus on a different person. Turning his thoughts to Irene, Felix grinned, moaning, as images of his sister's blonde friend entered his mind. Stroking his cock into a nice rhythm, Felix recalled the last time he hooked up with Irene. It was late, the two of them were seated side by side on a couch, and Katrina had fallen asleep on the floor in front of them. 

They'd seized the moment, and before long, Irene's head was in lap and she was sucking him dry. It had all happened just a few feet away from his sleeping sister, and just then, as Felix stood there holding his cock, he realized how much of a turn-on it was having almost been caught. The fact that it was his sister made it that much hotter. 

Before long, forbidden images of Katrina swam through Felix's mind once more. As he stood there working his shaft with his left hand, Katrina's face replaced Irene's. All of a sudden, he was imagining a scenario where his sister joined her friend in giving him head. Working his cock even more quickly, Felix still envisioned himself back on that couch, groaning as his red-headed sister passed his dick back and forth between her and her best friend. The sight of two hot girls sharing his meat was often something he'd dreamed of, but never before had he placed Katrina in that scenario. 

Letting the tantalizing image swim around in his head, Felix relished the thought of his sister's head bobbing up and down on his dick while Irene sucked his balls into her own mouth. Pumping his cock faster, Felix bit his lip, placing his other hand on the wall in front of him as he strove to reach his climax. Finding his imagination running farther, he entertained the thought of his sister and her best friend seducing guys and fucking them together. The idea that Katrina and Irene were possible partners in crime turned Felix on even more, and the fact that they went to the same college accentuated that possibility, farfetched as it probably was. 

It hadn't taken him long to cum, so his orgasm wasn't the most explosive he'd had. However, it was the first time he'd done it while thinking of his own sister, and while it did make Felix feel somewhat guilty, he couldn't deny that because of that guilt, it also felt that much hotter. Cleaning his throbbing dick off, Felix looked at himself in the mirror, smirking a bit before washing his hands. Glancing at his watch, he noted that he'd been upstairs for a little over five minutes. Mentally cursing himself, he made his way to the garage. 

Passing through the lit kitchen, Felix put a little pep in his step as he bounced over to the garage, experiencing relapse from his abrupt masturbation session. Cracking open the door to the two-car garage, Felix was surprised that the lights were on, his surprise only subsiding when he saw the figure of his sister at the door to the opened fridge. She was hunched over with her rounded ass pointed in his direction. 

Upon hearing the door open, Katrina looked over her shoulder at her older brother, smiling as she took in his frame. "Get lost?"

"I had to go to the bathroom," Felix huffed, clearing his throat while rubbing the back of his neck. "I wasn't feeling too good either, thought maybe I had to get some alcohol out of my system before we started up again."

"Hm. Well, help me with these. It's too much to carry by myself," Katrina replied with a slur, all the while eying her brother. Clearly, she was still carrying comparable buzz. Smiling, she turned back around, sticking her head back in the fridge and her ass back up into the air.

Felix could have sworn he saw her eyes travel to his crotch and linger there for a split second. As he crossed the half-empty garage to where she stood, he felt his cock stir again. Images of her and Irene kept popping into his head, and as good as they felt, he knew he had to try to control them. As he made his way over to her, though, he found himself blankly wondering if Katrina thought of him in a sexual way. After all, they were brother and sister, and siblings did tend to think alike. 




The New Year's Party



Plus, the two of them were pretty drunk, and that definitely took a few edges of reason away from the equation. 

Feeling his feet stop, Felix stood a few feet behind his sister, taking no shame in that he was ogling her bent over frame. She was so damned hot. Not paying attention to anything else, Felix swallowed as he felt his dick twitch to life once more. He was so out of it that he almost didn't hear Katrina's voice interrupting his daze.

"You could take a picture, you know," she challenged, staring at him with a playfully stern gaze he knew all too well. 

"Ah... sorry, Kat, I—er, sorry." 

"Hm," she replied, unflinching. "Not too bad, huh?" she inquired, wiggling her ass up at him in response.

Felix had to do a double-take. He wasn't sure he'd heard her correctly. 

Not moving, Katrina simply stared at her brother, smile still in place. Her eyes quickly traveling up and down her brother's athletic frame, she turned her neck so that she was looking in the fridge again. Sticking her firm, round ass out for her brother to take in, she hummed a tune as she pretended to search the fridge for more beer. As she shook her hips, her tight jeans seemed to struggle in an effort to keep her shapely ass contained. Feeling his dick grow even harder, Felix unconsciously moved to a position directly behind his sister. Very self-aware, he eyed the proximity between himself and his sibling, mentally entertaining whether or not he should close the distance between his groin and her ass. 

Looking down at her exposed back, Felix kept finding reasons not to look away. Everything from the sound of her voice, her intoxicating scent, right down to her amazing outfit. Add to the mix the position the both of them were in, Felix mentally dared any other red-blooded male to resist the urge, especially with the booze in his system. Finally working up the courage, Felix softly closed the distance between him and his sister, grinding his hard cock into her ass in the process. At that instant, the amount of sweat that accumulated on his body out of sheer nervousness and excitement was almost too much for him.

"Ahh... Felix?" Katrina's humming stopped, her tone inquisitive upon making contact with her older brother's body. "I, uh... got some more beer."

Not caring, Felix placed his hands on his sister's thighs as he continued to revel in the feeling of her expressly forbidden body. He contemplated stopping and blaming it on the alcohol, but he found himself speaking before he could stop himself. "God, just don't move. Stay right there for a bit." Pushing in farther, Felix rocked his sister's body against his weight, shaking off a bodily shudder as a chill shot through his veins. "God, I can't believe how hot you are..."

"Uhmm... God, we shouldn't... the party..."

Breathing heavily, Felix heard his sister drop the beer cans on the fridge's shelf. Running his hands up and down her thighs, he lightly dry humped his sister's ass. Studying her every reaction, Felix watched Katrina stand up and place her hands on his. 

"Fuck the party, Kat. I just wanna... God, you feel so good. This body..."

"Someone's gonna come up, we can't..."

"Shit, this ass," Felix accentuated as he ground his dick into her again, mashing his sister's body between himself and the fridge. "And these tits." He almost couldn't believe he was talking to his sister like that, let alone groping her all over her body.

With that, Felix finished from her thighs and boldly cupped Katrina's full breasts. With the scent of Katrina's light red locks filling his nostrils, Felix moved his face so that it was tucked directly behind his sister's head. Inhaling deeply against the soft, silky texture of her hair, Felix heard Katrina whimper under her strained breathing as his own breath made contact with her skin. 

Placing her hands on her brother's, Katrina reflexively grinded her firm ass against the distinct hardness that was Felix's dick. Moaning into the air, she tilted her head to the left as she felt her brother's lips grace the right side of her neck. Her eyes closed, she felt her body tingle as Felix continued to massage her breasts through the fabric of her silk blouse. Completely lost, and not caring that the guy behind her was her own sibling, Katrina snaked her right hand up behind her and wrapped it around Felix's neck, hugging him and pressing him even harder into her. 

Her eyes closed, Katrina continued to feel Felix plant quick, wet kisses and tiny licks on her neck. Her body tingling, Katrina felt her pussy begin to dampen against her jeans as her mind consistently reminded her that she was being fondled and kissed by her older brother. 

Felix, continuing his assault on her neck, grew even more daring as his hands traveled south. Tracing his fingers and palms along his sister's stomach through her shirt, he continued his trek until he reached the bottom rim of Katrina's blouse. Ceasing his kissing, Felix moaned into his sister's neck as he lifted the silky barrier up and brought his hands into contact with the smooth, soft texture of her bare skin. His cock growing painfully harder at the realization that he was feeling up his sister, Felix's hands, trembling slightly, glided north once more underneath Katrina's blouse in pursuit of the fleshy prizes he groped seconds earlier.

Biting her lower lip, Katrina let out a gasp of surprise as she continually lost control of her inhibitions. Feeling her brother's warm hands caress her sensitive skin, she shuddered and pushed her ass against his dick harder, now reaching downward behind her back to palm Felix's ass through his jeans. Her mind racing a mile a minute, a jolt of electricity shot violently through her veins once her brother's palms made contact with her tits, with only her strapless bra serving as a barrier. Her eyes now wide open, Katrina let loose another exasperated breath as her senses were up to speed with her situation. 

Her brother was fondling her, and it was making her incredibly hot. 

Noticing the fridge door in front of her was still ajar, Katrina somehow managed to recall that a bunch of her friends were downstairs, partaking in a party she and her brother were host to. This realization, along with the fact that Felix was madly groping her generous breasts, sent conflicting messages into her brain. 

"Felix, uhhmm... we can't, ahhh..."

Continuing to palm his sister's forbidden, fleshy mounds, Felix powerfully edged his constrained meat against her backside, eliciting another moan from Katrina. 

"...Mm... can't what?"

"We can't... ah..." Growing a little more sober, Katrina found the strength to pull away from Felix's twin grasps. "Stop!"

Felix's mind now stirred into relative sobriety at his sister's reaction, he reluctantly released his grip from her delectable orbs. As she turned to face him, he tried to gauge how she felt.

"W— what's wrong?"

"We're fucking brother and sister, Felix. We can't do this, and our friends our downstairs!" Katrina tended to gesture and ramble whenever she was emotional, and the fact that she was drunk sort of turned her speech into a jumbled mess of incoherent repetition. "I can't believe I let you touch me like that... fuck, we're brother and sister, what was I thinking..."

Clearly, she was flustered. They were both pretty drunk, but even so, Felix figured something like this would knock some sense into anyone. Still, he was still turned on by what just happened, and he doubted he was alone in that. 

"Kat..."

"What?!"

"Keep your voice down."

"Fuck you."

"Hey," Felix said more sternly, his voice raised a bit. "You're telling me that what just happened was my fault? You went along with it for a while, little miss innocent!" 

A bit taken by Felix's words, Katrina's mouth opened as if to say something, but nothing came out. Letting out a sigh of defeat, she walked over to the stairs leading out of the garage, taking a seat on the steps and burying her head in her lap. 

Looking at his sister's seated form, Felix took the time to adjust his uncomfortably erect cock within his jeans. Advancing toward her, he passed the fridge and closed the door. Standing directly before her, he decided to play the situation delicately if he hoped to receive any sort of benefit. Feeling up his sister felt so fucking good, he'd be damned if he were going to let it stop there. 

"Kat."

"What?" she replied, in between sniffs. She'd started weeping a bit.

"What we just did... was it really that bad for you? Did it feel, you know, that bad?"

Raising her head, she gasped at how close her head was to Felix's groin. Taking her time to find his face, she looked up at his green eyes and made eye contact with him. Rubbing the tears from her face, she found her words. "It was bad. We weren't—"

"—I'm not asking you that. I'm asking you if you how it made you feel, because I thought it was hot as hell."

Somehow, Felix yet again managed to become more articulate whenever he had alcohol in his system. It always worked to his advantage at parties.

Unable to control herself, Katrina's eyes diverted toward the unmistakable tent in her brother's jeans. Fuck, he was right. Even though it was absolutely wrong, it felt fantastic. Something about how wrong it was totally turned her on, and as a result, she felt a familiar tingle radiate outward from her own grown and shoot through her veins once more.

"I... I liked it, too." Those words took immense courage for her to say, but once she said them, she felt her mind relax. 

Looking down at his sister's red hair, Felix grinned upon noticing how entranced she was with studying his dick through his jeans. Her gaze hadn't lifted from its target, and if Felix were going to make a move, he figured it had to be now. His hands reaching downward, he placed them on Katrina's scalp, stroking her soft hair lightly as she inhaled heavily. Brushing her hair out of her eyes, Felix heard his sister let out a soft moan at the continued contact she was receiving.

"Mm... that feels nice."

"Yeah," Felix replied, feeling his dick twitch once again. "Feels good."

With the gentle touch of her brother's fingers massaging her head, Katrina felt a familiar surge of heat wash over her. Almost instinctively, while staring at her brother's crotch, she reached out with both hands and placed her palms on Felix's thighs, affirming the direction they were both taking this exchange.

Her fingers scratching the surface of her brother's jeans, Katrina breathed heavily, not exactly sure how to approach the situation. Felix's hands now resting on her shoulders, she felt as though the entire situation depended on her to proceed. Without looking up at his face, she felt his eyes burning into her, waiting for her next move. Her own nipples hardening due to her own mental arousal, Katrina finally mustered the courage to find her brother's belt.

His hands never leaving his younger sister's bare shoulders, Felix continued to rub her milky skin as he watched Katrina fumble for his belt. The bottom of his button-down shirt lifted slightly, his brown leather belt came into view. It was actually happening. His sister was actually going to go down on him.

"Mm, Kat. Yeah..."

Upon hearing her name, Katrina looked up for the first time, her fingers ceasing action for the moment. Once again, she had to mentally process that this was Felix. Her own brother. Over and over in her head, she was constantly reminding herself that the guy standing in front of her was her brother. The belt she was unfastening belonged to her big brother. Regardless of the constant reality check she was giving herself, her body convinced her mind that she had already crossed the line. Now, she was as determined as ever to go through with this. 

Her lips upturning slightly, Katrina's eyebrows curved downward as she gave her brother a sultry look of lust, which he returned with his own piercing gaze of audacity. Returning her attention to Felix's pants, Katrina's fingers once again found their home and in a matter of seconds, the belt buckle was undone. 

Feeling Felix's hands leave her shoulders, she heard her brother let out another groan of impending excitement. Grinning inwardly, Katrina immediately found the top button of his jeans and unfastened it. In her slightly inebriated state, Katrina's fingers fumbled clumsily as she tried to grab at her brother's zipper. Feeling his sizeable bulge brush against her fingers in the process sent additional jolts of electricity down her spine, and Katrina actually caught herself licking her lips in anticipation. 

As Felix's sizeable bulge grew ever closer to his sister's touch, he could hardly contain himself. And just then, when he felt his dick couldn't get any harder, a trace of physical awkwardness washed over his body. He wasn't exactly in the most comfortable position, and he didn't have anything to sit on or lean against. As his sister continued to fumble with his pants, he forced himself to look away from her and diverted his gaze to the rest of the garage. Spotting a support pillar a few feet behind him, he tapped his sister on the shoulder with his left hand.

"K-Kat." He was amazed at how dry his lips had become.

Stopping again, Katrina looked up, almost annoyed at her brother's interruption. "Hm?"

"Let's move over here so I can... ah, so you ca—"

"—Move it." 

With that, Felix was back-peddling toward the narrow, rounded pillar, his sister jumping to her feet and practically shoving him in the process. A little surprised at how eager Katrina had become, Felix realized just then that it was probably better she was feeling more gung-ho about going through with it. At first, her hesitation was a bit of a turn-on, but now, seeing how badly she wanted to get his pants down made the whole thing seem even hotter. The center of his back finally making contact with the pillar, Felix's legs relaxed as his sister dropped to her knees, her lush, silk-covered tits jutting outward. Like before, the cleavage she was sporting was unbelievable.

Finally getting her brother into a comfortable position, Katrina victoriously yanked down Felix's zipper and eagerly grabbed at the sides of his jeans. Her mouth practically watering at this point, she took another quick look at Felix and noticed a mixed expression of both uncertainty and excitation. 

In the silence of the garage, without saying a word, both brother and sister watched as Felix's pants sagged down to his ankles, exposing the last remaining barrier that was his boxers. The fingers of her left hand massaging and studying the lengthy contours of her brother's concealed muscle, Katrina's eyes never left Felix's crotch as her other hand rested on his thigh. Hearing him let out another satisfied groan, Katrina swallowed in her throat and inhaled deeply as she reached her verdict. The warm, enticing feel of her brother's dick practically begging her to continue, she brought both hands to his waistband and yanked down.

"God, Felix..." she managed, the lust in her voice powerful and direct.

His throbbing meat finally springing free, Felix once again let his hands drop to his sides as he watched the expressly forbidden scene unfold on the floor beneath him. His fully erect cock standing proudly before his younger sister's face, he had to force himself to stay in mental control so that both he and his sister could fully enjoy what was about to happen. As she sat there before him, on her knees with her hands on her lap, it took Felix every ounce of his energy to not grab Katrina by the back of the head and fuck her mouth savagely. Looking into her equally green eyes, Felix simply waited for her to make the next move.

Her eyes hungrily studying the impressively naked, circumcised dick that belonged to her brother, Katrina perched her back upright and placed her hands on the back of Felix's thighs as she prepared to go down on him. As she closed the distance between her mouth and the oozing head of his cock, she felt another wave of warmth surge through her as she surrendered herself to the position she was in. Her fingers digging into the backs of her brother's legs, she opened her mouth and commenced to show her brother just how much experience she'd gained over the years.

"Fuck. Do it, Kat."

Her brother's encouraging words acting as the final push, Katrina wrapped her pouty lips around the spongy tip of Felix's thick shaft. Closing her eyes as she felt its considerable warmth fill her mouth, Katrina brushed the bulbous head of her brother's cock with her tongue and swirled it around. Breathing through her nose, she moaned around his dick as she worked his length bit by bit into her hungry mouth. After working the first few inches of her brother's meat into her mouth, Katrina put herself in reverse as she slowly removed her lips from around his hot organ, growing ever more comfortable with its size.

Opening her eyes, she examined how much of him she'd taken in by the amount of saliva—her saliva—was covering Felix's dick. Fuck, he was big, and she'd have to try extra hard to take him all in. Removing her hands from behind her brother's legs, she gripped the dry, thick base of Felix's cock with her tiny left hand, and let her right drop to her lap. Her mouth hanging agape once more, Katrina let her tongue rest against her lower lip before venturing onto her brother's tool for the second time.

As Felix's half-drenched meat entered his sister's hot mouth, he let out another salacious groan of disbelief as he watched his dick disappear incrementally once again. The warm, wet sensation on his still sensitive cock indescribable, he tilted his head back and let his eyes roll into the back of his head as Katrina simultaneously pumped and sucked his shaft with her hand and mouth. Felix had gotten head on several occasions in the past—even from one of his sister's friends who was downstairs at the party—but he'd be damned if he could think of a hotter girl who gave a better blowjob than his sister. Saying that to himself sounded a bit sick in his head, but considering his and Katrina's current position, he convinced himself to give his morals a rest.

Inhaling sharply and trying to pace his own arousal, Felix bit his lower lip sharply as he looked down again at his sister through squinted eyes. In the back of his mind, he was glad he just came moments earlier; he'd be able to enjoy this for that much longer. Watching her straight red hair shake as her head bobbed up and down on his long prick sent bursts of heat shooting through Felix's limbs. He tried to desperately to look away in order to conserve his stamina, but Katrina looked so damn hot down there. Everything from the way her lips formed around the width of his dick, the way her tiny hand routinely stroked the base of his cock—even the tiny moans that emanated from her throat—all added up to visual image that would be seared in Felix's mind for the rest of his life. 

With his right hand resting lazily at his hip, Felix's waist squirmed as he instinctively began performing small pelvic thrusts in the direction of his sister's accepting mouth. Placing his left hand lightly atop Katrina's gyrating head, he assisted her blowjob by lightly feeding his meat inside her mouth each time she ventured down. Thick coats of saliva now dripping down the entire surface area of his cock, Felix stood mesmerized as he continued to thoroughly exploit his sister's mouth. The wet, warm feel of her tongue, combined with the tight suction of her lips were out of this world.

Feeling Felix's enthusiasm, Katrina's grip on her brother's thick column tightened. Removing her tired mouth from his dick entirely, she purred as Felix softly stroked her hair with his fingers. Raising her idle right hand from her lap, Katrina brought it up to cup her brother's balls. With nearly all of Felix's rod glistening and dripping with her spit, Katrina groped and squeezed his hefty balls while stroking his cock up and down the whole length. Upon hearing her brother's groans intensify, she was encouraged the jack him off faster and faster until his moans reached a climactic point.




The New Year's Party



"Ohhh, fuck yeah. Kat..."

Deciding to torment him a bit, Katrina ceased her actions when she felt her brother was getting close, eliciting a moan of protest from Felix. Releasing his balls from her clutches, the twenty-year old changed up her approach by gripping her brother's dick near the top, just under the head. Stroking his well-lubed upper half, Katrina brought her tongue to the veiny underside while letting her other hand rest on her brother's thigh. Running her tongue all along his length, she started from the very bottom of his shaft and glided her way upward until she reached the top. Repeating this technique several times, Katrina alternated between wetting Felix's dick and occasionally bathing his balls with her saliva.

Her eyes popping open every few seconds to examine her work, Katrina inhaled deeply as she engulfed her brother's throbbing, drenched meat once more. Working several thick inches of his warm cock inside her mouth at a time, she felt her firm breasts roll against her chest against her bra in a circular fashion as her head picked up speed. Gripping the base of Felix's dick savagely as she massaged it with her fingers, Katrina locked her lips even more tightly around his girth as she ambitiously swallowed more and more of her brother's length. Establishing a steady rhythm, the red head moaned every few seconds as her own pussy began aching with a familiar tingle. Katrina was getting off on blowing her brother, and there was nothing she could do to control it.

Moaning each time the tip of her brother's cock graced the back of her throat, Katrina did her best to maintain her breathing as she worked herself up and down. The ridges and veins of Felix's warm meat brushing the sides of her mouth and lips, she let her tongue guide her when necessary, lubricating her brother's organ completely. Pausing every once and a while to kiss and make out with the head of Felix's cock, she made sure to return her attention to the rest of his length, never neglecting any part of him for too long. 

His breathing now growing erratic, Felix couldn't help but grind his pelvis upward into his sister's hard-working mouth each time she ventured further downward onto his length. As sweat continued to form on his face and brow, he let his mouth hang open as he simply watched the climax of the show beneath him. His sister completely entranced with servicing his cock, Felix observed how she masterfully moved her head up and down while jerking him rhythmically with her hand. Feeling his balls tighten and his dick swell even more, he knew was close to the brink. His hand falling to the back of Katrina's neck and traveling up to her scalp, he let out a semi-coherent warning that he hoped she heard. 

"Ah... fuck, Kat. G-gonna... cum soon... yeah..."

Katrina merely responded by letting out a prolonged moan of her own, affirming that she was going to keep doing her own thing. In the back of her mind, she was amazed at how long her brother had lasted. As her lips and tongue glided speedily along Felix's sensitive cock, she felt his meat swell up and pulsate heavily inside her mouth. As her brother reached his climax, she popped his prick out of her mouth and dropped her lips to his balls. Engulfing the tight skin in between her lips and tickling with the edge of her tongue, Katrina forcefully tugged at the springy texture while furiously stroking her brother with her left hand. 

Her eyes no longer closed, she looked up at Felix's tightened facial features, absolutely certain he was about to cream. Her lips sucking her brother's balls like a vacuum, Katrina increased her grip on his shaft and pumped him all along his now glistening length, the tingling in her pussy now radiating outward to the rest of her body. 

As visible trails of saliva trickled down his engorged cock, Felix felt his legs grow weak. His knees shaking, he stared straight up at the ceiling as his vision blurred slightly. Curling his toes inside his shoes, his senses lost clarity as he began to erupt for the second time in one night.

"Oh, shit, oh shit! God... fuuuck, yeah... mmm..."

As soon as she felt her brother's cock spasm, Katrina quickly released his balls from her mouth and aimed the head up his spurting dick right at her face. Her tongue hanging out of the front of her mouth, she slapped the tip of Felix's meat against her waiting tongue, barely catching his load as he released powerful streams of thick, white cum into the back of her throat. 

"Mm..."

Letting out her own guttural groans of lust, Katrina could feel her own mind go numb as her own mini-orgasm sent waves of pleasure throughout her veins. Her pussy now soaked underneath her tight jeans, she focused on containing and swallowing down all of her brother's copious load. Wrapping her lips tightly around his width, Katrina worked her throat muscles and fought her gag-reflex as she ingested Felix's flowing semen. 

Moving her lips up and down Felix's worn, post-orgasmic cock, Katrina reveled in the taste of her saliva mixed with her own brother's cum. She'd just given her brother one of her best blowjobs, and she even swallowed his spunk. Her own senses clearing in the wake of her small climax, a trace of guilt entered her mind as she removed Felix's softening dick from her tired mouth. Still holding his shaft at the base, she stared up at her brother with a blank expression on her face, unsure of where the two of them were heading. 

His face now covered in a coat of perspiration, Felix groggily looked down at his sister, who had amazingly just downed the last of his cum. In the back of his mind, he tried to think of a time where he had cum harder and in more volume than he had just then. He'd just gotten the best head of his life, and the girl who'd done was none other than his sister—who was now officially the hottest piece of ass on his mind. While guilt reared its head in between his waves of orgasmic aftershock, part of Felix wanted to blame what happened on the alcohol and his inability to control himself. The fact that he'd practically convinced his sister to play along—especially when she tried resisting, came full circle to plague Felix.

But then, as he looked down upon her still, something inside him changed. As she knelt there with her bountiful cleavage heaving against her chest, Felix noticed something in Katrina's eyes that hadn't been there before. The brother-sister relationship they once shared would no longer be the same to them anymore. They crossed a forbidden line, and despite the fact that there'd be no way for them to erase what they did, there was no denying how awesome it felt. The one feeling that Felix hung on to in spite of all his guilt was that maybe—just maybe—he'd be able to do this with his sister again. 

Judging by how she looked back at him, he could only guess that their feelings were mutual to some degree. Hell, maybe she'd even be into doing something with one of her friends. After incest, nothing seemed too unreasonable.

In between his strained breathing, Felix squirmed against the pillar behind him until he managed to find his voice. "H-holy shit," he managed, a small grin forming on his lips.

At hearing her brother's words and seeing his expression, Katrina felt more at ease. "I know."

"Kat... holy... that was fucking amazing."

Smiling, Katrina simply blushed and looked down at her chest, placing her hands on her lap. Wiping at the sides of her mouth with her fingers, her facial expression changed drastically as she looked up at her brother with a worried look on her face. "Shit!"

"What is it?" Felix inquired half-enthused, half-dazed.

"The party! How long have we been up here?"

"Oh, fuck," he said with equal alarm as he pulled up his sleeve. "Shit... we've been up here a good fifteen minutes. Shit, more." 

"We gotta get back. Now." 

"Fuck," he agreed as he went to pull up his pants. "I'm still all fucking..." he added in annoyance as he noticed how slimy his dick still was. 

As she stood up, Katrina watched in amusement as Felix struggled, almost admitting aloud that she, too, was quite wet. Once again remembering their time issue, she dashed over to where the shelf was, hoping to find some new tissues boxes to help with her brother's dilemma. 

Just then, she heard voices on the other side of the door to the garage. 

"...think it's this way..."

It was Johnny. And from the sound of it, Irene was with him. If both Katrina and her brother didn't act fast, they'd both be fucked beyond all explanation. 

Shooting a glance of extreme alarm back at her brother, Katrina saw that he had heard the proximal voices as well. Mouthing a "hide" to Felix, Katrina watched as he grabbed at his pants and made a mad dash for their mom's Volvo. As he tucked his body behind it, Katrina turned and sprinted for the fridge door. Yanking it open, she ran her fingers through her hair a few times and fixed her shirt, the footsteps and voices of her friends growing louder by the second.

Looking over her shoulder once more, she saw that Felix was out of sight. Turning back to the fridge, she grabbed a few cans of beer and nearly jumped out of her skin when the entrance to the garage flew open. 

"Jesus!" 

"Kat? Where the hell have you been?" Irene asked through giggles. The young, attractive blonde was clearly drunk and practically leaning on Johnny for support.

"I, uh, just came up to get the beer. Remember?"

"The hell took you so long?" Johnny inquired, a look of concern on his lesser inebriated features. "We thought you passed out or something."

Laughing, Katrina decided to make up a story on the fly. "I went to the bathroom, and then I got a call from my mom... sorry 'bout that. "

"Nooooo worries, girly. We thought—" 

"—Irene, you're talking again, sweetie," Johnny interrupted, grinning in Katrina's direction. "It's cool, Kat," he added, stifling his own laugh.

"Wanna help me carry some of the beer downstairs?" Kat asked, relieved they weren't suspicious in the least.

"Sure," they both chimed.

"All right, take these—" 

"—Hey. I thought you went to find Felix? Where's he at?" Irene asked, a slight frown forming on her lips. 

"O-oh... I think he's upstairs in his bathroom. I heard him puking so I left him alone."

Letting out a small laugh, Johnny scratched his short hair before descending the steps into the garage. "All right, let's get moving. We still got a hell of party going on downstairs. Can't afford to disappoint."

"Yeah, let's go," Katrina affirmed. 

Her pussy still moist, Katrina grabbed as many beers as she could and passed them to her friends. When they all were carrying as much as they could, they opened the door into the house and shut the light in the garage. Looking over her shoulder one last time, Katrina bit her lip as the last fifteen minutes replayed in her mind. As she made her way back downstairs into the basement, she quickly adjusted herself to her surroundings. After being humorously re-greeted by her friends, the party carried on like before.

Felix, still fumbling in the darkness, somehow managed to make his way back to the garage's entrance. Relieved that neither he nor Katrina got busted, he cringed at the uncomfortable dampness surrounding his crotch area. He'd have to go back upstairs to his room to change before heading back down to the party. Smiling, he placed a hand on his cock and felt it twitch through his pants. Making his way upstairs to his room, he almost laughed at how sensitive he still was. 

As remnants of Katrina's blowjob kept reeling through his mind, Felix relished the thought of taking it further and exploring the rest of his sister's body. It would have to come later, though. Even though everyone was pretty buzzed, people would notice if he and Kat started acting too differently. Done changing his clothes, Felix freshened up a bit, making himself more presentable so that it didn't look like he just finished getting head from a girl a party.

Making his way back down, Felix prepared a half-assed story to go along with what his sister had said in the garage. Cracking his knuckles, he made his way down the stairs, ready to party some more. After all, there were other good looking girls at the party, and he doubted his sister would openly object to him making any moves. 

Indeed, the night was far from over.

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The New Years Party



Friday

Mark knocked on my office door, "Got a minuet Sam?"

"Sure what's up?"

"Well Sally and I were wondering if you Terry and Betty would like to come over for New years and then go to the beach the next day. Betty can bring a date of course."

I looked at him kind of hard. "Well I don't know. I will have to check with Terry and see if they have any plans. I will let you know later. Ok?"

"Yea sure," he looked down at the floor, "Umm you might just have Terry call Sally to work it out."

"Sure, ok I can do that, and one more thing Mark. Betty doesn't date."

Now it was his turn to give me a funny look. "Oh, ok sure sorry man!"

He left to office and I called Terry telling her what he had said. She said, "Well we had nothing planed. I can call Sally to see what's up if you want me to."

"Look after the way the two of you worked him over showing your self's off to him, well I just don't want Mark to think anything more than he was lucky, ok?" I asked.

"I think you are right he should just think it was a fluke, and if we do go Betty and I will be on our best behavior!"

I went back to work reliving the girls showing of to Mark the other day and the wonderful blow job Betty had given me as Terry licked her soft pussy until she came so hard she couldn't move. They fucked each other silly after they had made me cum letting me watch until I was hard and was able to play with them again. I was just thinking about sticking my dick up Terry's sweet ass when I was brought back to life by the phone ringing.

"Hello this is Sam."

"It's me baby. I talked to Sally and you are not going to believe this! Mark went home and told her all about what had happened the other day." Terry laughed, "Who knew he would tell her! God Sam, I am getting wet just thinking about it and how he looked watching Betty and me! Mark told her he was sure the neither Betty or my self new what we had let him see. He said he was sure that we were just out to have some fun with you and he happened to be in the right spot at the right time. Any way they want the three of us to come to dinner and have some drinks. She said it would be fine if Betty wanted to bring a date and when I told her Betty didn't date she got very quiet. I could almost here the wheels spinning in her head as she thought about that!" Terry started to giggle, "Sally said they wanted us to spend the night because we would be drinking and then all go to the beach in their motor home for new years day, and Sam they want to go to Blacks Beach."

"What do you think? Want to go? Don't you think it will be a little cold for the beach." I asked.

"Well I talked to Betty and we think it might be fun besides that is so close to San Diego it should be a lot warmer than here. Besides we don't have to get wet," she paused, "Unless we want to! I have thought up the perfect out fits for us to wear on New Year's eve and do you remember those two yellow swimsuits you bought me? Well I think they would be perfect for the next day!" I could here the smile in her voice as she spoke.

"Ok, sounds good to me. I will tell Mark!" again I felt my dick growing as I thought about her swimsuits, "I love you and will see you when I get home!"

"Ok, I have to call Betty at work! She will have a fit! I love you Sam, bye!

The swimsuits she was talking about were yellow with one being a one piece that was French cut. It is very narrow over her pubic mound just covering her puffy nether lips. The front comes up all the way up to the middle of her waist and where it is held to the back by a little knotted tie fully exposing her hips. The back was full over her bottom even though it was not very wide letting her ass cheeks show. The other one was made of the same yellow cotton as the one piece but was a bikini. It had small triangle cup that fully covered her breasts and the bottom was cut high to tie at her waist with the same cut in the back.

Now here is the good part. When dry they were like any other suit but get them wet and they became totally shear! I mean so shear you could count the hair under the bottom if you got that close! Well, it was like being legally naked. We had bought them for sailing on Lake Mead a couple of summers ago so Terry could let me see her but no one in the marina could as long at they were dry.

I called Mark back to my office. He was all smiles as I told him we would love to come over for the night and that the girls were all excited about the beach.

Saturday & Sunday

Now I know some of you are thinking that one man sleeping with two girls in the same bed it must be sex all the time. Not true. We are just like any other couple only with one more and all though I get to have ether one or both it only happens a couple of times a week. This weekend was not to be one of those times. Just yard work and other chores with some football thrown in. the good part is that both girls work hard at looking good for me and are sure to be showing me something, and I never get tired of looking!

Monday

I was closing down the shop at noon and giving my people all of the next day off so Terry came down to the shop for me to take her to lunch. She had worn a black pants suit with three inch heals. I could see her talking to my secretary as I looked out my window and that she had on a cream-colored lace blouse under her buttoned jacket. I thought, "Well nothing special they're. She is just keeping her 36Cs was well covered that's all. I was putting things away from the top of my desk getting ready to leave when Mark came by the outer office. He almost broke his neck as he skidded to a stop when he saw Terry and came in.

"Hi Terry!" he looked through the glass at me and smiled, "Glad I caught you and Sam before you left." He came into my office as Terry wished Sandy a happy new year and said goodbye.

Terry came in and he looked at us both. "We thought 6:00 to marrow night would be good. Is that ok? That way we can have an early dinner and then just relax. There having some fire works down the street at the park that might be fun or we can just play it by ear."

"Terry kissed me on the cheek, "That sounds good Mark," She said as she took my hand, "Listen we are about to go have some lunch. Do you want to come with us?"

"Sure that would be fun. Where are we going?"

Terry hooked one arm in his and one in mine as we walked out the door telling him where we were going. He took his truck so he could go home from the restaurant and we took mine leaving her car at the shop. We drove the short way to a spot Terry liked. It was not what I would call romantic but the booths faced the ocean and were semi privet.

I pulled into the driveway and went to her door to let her out. Mark had got stopped by a man driving out the gate at work so I new he would be a few minutes. I kissed Terry as she stopped out.

"I was looking forward to being alone with you lady."

"I know and I was you to in fact I wore this just for you but now I don't know." She opened the buttons of her jacket pulling it open, "Should I leave it open or." She closed it. " Closed or" She opened it, "Open." What do you prefer?"

Terry had not worn a bra under her lace top! Her big pink nipples almost jumped at me through the lighter colored material of her blouse. Her breast moved on her chest each time she opened her jacket and I watched with my mouth open, as her nipples grew hard in the cool air. The muscles in her flat hard tummy rippled as she pulled on her jacket holding it open doing a little dance for me. I pulled her to me kissing her hard as I cupped her soft breast through he thin material of her top. My cock was busting in my pants.

"God woman I love you! Umm and I love these tits!" I kissed her again, "I thought you were going to be good around him?"

She smiled at me like a cat that just ate the canary. "I didn't know he was going to be with us and I will be, let's just see how it goes!" she pulled her jacket closed leaving the top button open so that I could just see the valley between her beasts just as Mark pulled in next to us.

We went into the restaurant and were seated right away. We made small talk about work and things as we ate. I watched Mark as his eyes kept drifting down to Terry's chest as we talked and I knew he was dying to see what she had on under her lace top. Terry looked at me as I ordered coffee for the three of us after our meal and the waiter left to get it. We drank our coffee and as we started to leave Terry said.

"I'm stuffed and it's a little worm for this jacket." 

Mark had his back to us as he paid with the company card. I looked at Terry to see she had opened all the buttons but one and she let it loose pulling the jacket open showing me her breasts then pulled it back over her chest just as Mark turned back to us. Her jacket covered her breasts but was now open down the center and Marks eyes went right to her tummy and back to her tits! We walked out to the truck with Terry letting her jacket open just enough to make him nuts being able to see the side of her right breast as we walked. I could see he really wanted to get in front of her so her could see what her blouse looked like.

We got to the truck and I hit the locks. Mark walked to Terry's side and opened the door for her. She stepped up and as she slipped in the door her jacket opened over her right beast! His eyes were glued to her chest as she slid in and quit by accident let it open fully exposing both breasts to him. Her soft pink nipples showing proud and hard as they topped her soft round breasts. She was watching his eyes as she reached down slowly pulling it back together covering her self. Mark looked into her eyes and for the first time was sure she knew what she had done!

He looked at me looking at him and smiled as he closed the door. He never said a word as Terry let go of her jacket and moved so that it opened again. Her soft breasts moving with her, bouncing and then settling on her chest. "We will see you to marrow night!" she said as I put the truck into gear.

I pulled us out onto the high way as terry pulled her jacket off. She folded it over the back of the seat. "Well that was fun!" she said with a smile looking at me as I glanced at her almost nude breasts. "What do you think tomorrow night will bring?" she asked.

Tuesday

 New Years Eve!

Betty and Terry slipped off to get there hair and nails done in the morning leaving me alone to go to the boat and play. I tinkered around there until about noon and went home. Betty's car was home and I went through the back gate to find them both setting on the patio.

Terry looked at me smiling, " Hi Baby! Guess who I just got off the phone with?"

I just gave my best I don't know look, "Sally!" She put her foot on a low stool so Betty could do her toenails. "It seams Mark has been giving her a hard time about what she will be wear wearing tonight and the whole nude beach thing is his idea. She said she didn't want us to think she was a slut or something." Betty started to giggle, "So I asked her what she wanted to do. It seams she is going to dress a little showy for him but the main thing is she wants to come on to me and see if it scares Mark enough to make him snap out of it!"

I bent down kissing Betty as Terry talked to me. "Hay sweet hart." I said that to Betty and thin I kissed Terry before asking, "What did you say?"

She had a funny look on her face, "I told her I would talk to you about it and see. Sam I don't want Mark to touch either Betty or my self and I don't know about another woman. I mean the three of us love each other! Sure I absolutely love to stick my tongue into this little girls' hot box but well, it's just us. Do you know what I mean? And, and he works for you!"

"I'll tell you what. I feel the same way. You dress how you want and then when we get there if he comes onto you I will stop it. As for her I think it would scare the shit out of her if you touched her, so again we can play it by ear."

"Do you think he knows about the three of us?" Terry asked.

"I don't know or care! All I know is that I only love the two of you and I will not be doing any one but either of you!"

Betty looked up from doing Terry's toes. " That's right if you want your balls to be where they are in the morning! I think Terry and I should both get her alone in the kitchen or some place and just feel her up. I don't mean just a touch either. I mean we should really touch her. I think you are right Sam. I don't think she has any idea about being with another woman. I think it will scare them both!" She got an evil look on her face. "I will play along with how ever you want to play it, but remember we just got rid of your sister Terry and you know what a pain in the ass that was!"

The girls got ready for the party and as usual it took them two hours to put it all into one package but man what a package! They both had their hair piled high on their heads making their necks look long and slim. Terry had on a white top that fell off her shoulder leaving them both bare and about the top half of her of her soft round boobs on display. She wore it tucked into her skirt so it pulled tightly across them. I could tell she had on a bra that was like a shelf only supported her big tits from the bottom leaving her nipples exposed and nicely lifting her full breast. Her skirt was mid thigh length over some very shear black stocking's. She had on black high heals with three inch heals. She Terry watched my eyes as she lifted her skirt showing me her stocking were just that, thigh high stocking and some very sexy white lace panties.

Betty had waited in the hall peeking around the corner until Terry was through showing me how good she looked. She came into the room as I slipped my arm around Terry's waist pulling her to me. Betty was just the opposite. She had on the same top as Terry only in black. It was off the shoulders just like Terry's and also exposed the top half of her breasts it was also tucked into her skirt. I could tell she had left her bra off completely letting her smaller breasts with their ever-hard nipples move as they may. Her skirt was white and also came to mid thigh. Her hose were white as where her heals. Betty watched my eyes as she lifted her dress to show me she to had on thigh highs and black lace panties. I pulled her to me and kissed her then I kissed Terry.

"Listen I love you both and you look fantastic! Don't do anything you don't want to and if he touches you I will not only fire him I will kick his ass!" with that we left for the party.

 

The Party!

 

We pulled up to Mark and Sally's house and I went to open the car door for the girl's. As Terry slid out letting her skirt slipped way up over her hose tops she smiled at me and then kissed me stepping away so Betty could get out. Betty let her skirt slip up over her hose top just as Terry had and as she took my hand for support looked over my shoulder.

Betty let her legs open showing me her crotch and then stood leaning into me. She kissed me hard on the mouth before moving to the curb. She faced back to the car as she straitened her skirt out.

"Well one of them know two things for sure now!" she looked at me, "They know what color my panties are and that I am with you sir! They were looking out the window when I got out of the car." She put her arm around me as I pulled Terry to me walking to the house with a girl on each arm.

I rang the bell and Sally opened the door. She was about five three with shoulder length blond hair. She had on a white silk blouse that let her braless thirty-six As show right through. Her nipples were a dark brown color and I watched them harden to the size of my thumb as I looked at them. I looked from her chest to her eyes smiling and I could see her relax as I wondered about her hair color. It was pretty light for her to have nipples that dark. Her top was unbuttoned from right below her tits down with her Belly button showing a nice little ring in it. She had on a white cotton skirt that was a little shorter than middle thigh with a slit up the back that stopped just below her ass. I was sure would be semi see through in the right light. I wondered if she was shaved or not and about her panties as I looked at her. I looked at her bare feet and then up her body stopping on her tits and then to her eyes.

She was scared to death!

She looked at me and I smiled at her, "It will be fine. Just relax Sally. Do you know my friend Betty?" I said. 

She smiled at me, "Your friend?" she looked at Terry who smiled at her, "Hi Betty I am Sally!"

She relaxed as Terry took her by the arm leading he to the kitchen. Betty and I made our way to the patio where Mark was. We got a drink as we all said hello. I watched as Marks eyes went to Betty's hard nipples but I could tell he was a little disappointed by the fact she was fully covered. 

We had a few drinks as dinner cooked on the BBQ with Mark watching over it. I watched as he looked at my girls setting all lady like at the patio table talking softly to Sally. I knew he was wishing he could get a look up one of their skirts.

"I think I need some more wine." Terry said and as she moved to get up she let her legs open showing Sally her white panties! Sally took a good long look as Terry stood up. "Would either of you like something?"

"Not for me yet and I need to check the potatoes in the kitchen." Sally said and as she got up she returned the favor giving Terry the same shot up her dress.

Terry smiled, "Here let me help you." And followed Sally.

I moved over to set at what became the bar between the kitchen and patio with the window open. I watched as Terry moved to get a plate Sally asked for when Mark sat beside me. Sally took the plate and turning to the stove bent over getting the potatoes and her little skirt pulled up high over her ass cheeks! Terry was standing right behind the girl so she got the best look but what a sweet little ass she had. Her white thong string slipped deep into her ass crack letting the three of us get a good long look at her bottom. Mark sort of caught his breath looking at his wife as she showed us her ass and I couldn't blame him. She looked hot!

Sally stood turning to bring the food to the serving shelf. She glanced at Mark and then looked at Terry. Her cheeks turned a bright red as she realized we all three had seen her soft sweet ass and how her panties were pulled deep into her vagina lips. Mark and I were trying to make small talk as we watched thing unfolding in front of us and I realized he was slurring his words a little. Sally sat the tray down and leaned on the counter so her bottom was pushed out as Terry walked up next to her.

"How long before the stakes are done," Sally jumped a little, "Ma! Mark?" Her eyes got very big! "I au um, need to co, cook Th, the b, bread!" Sally had a look of shock on her face and I knew what was going on but Mark could not see.

Terry had stuck her hand into the slit in Sally's in the back of Sally's dress and was cupping her bottom and playing with he thong string where it dipped into the crack of her ass!

"Are shyou ok? Mark slurred.

"Yes I just bit my lip! OH! Um, oh god! Go check the meat!" Sally looked at me as Mark moved back to the BBQ. Her voice broke just a little as she spoke very softly. "Oh God Sam you know what she is doing to me don't you?" I just smiled and nodded at her. "I am wet!" her eyes got big again and I knew Terry had slipped a finger into her. "Ho shit!" she hissed and leaned a little farther over the counter giving Terry better access to her fanny. 

Terry leaned into her and softly said. Do you want me to touch your clit? Would you like that Sally?"

"NO! I'll cum if you do!" Sally was pushing her bottom at Terry now.




The New Years Party



Terry pulled her finger out of her, "Here Sam see how she tastes."

I gave Terry a hard look but sucked her finger into my mouth sucking and licking it. I felt Betty hand on my back. "You know Mark is pretty drunk out there. Hay! What are you two doing to this young girl?"

Terry smiled as she slipped her two fingers into the girl this time making Sally moan. "We are tasting Sally. Would you like some?"

"Umm yes!" and with that Terry slipped her fingers into Betties mouth. "Umm nice." Betty said as she sucked around Terry's fingers.

Sally was on the edge and trembling when Mark came back to us. Terry slipped her fingers back into his wife and I was sure by the look on Sally's face touched her clit!

It was only for a few seconds but Sally let out a little squeak.

"Now what! Fuck what's wrong with you?" I realized now Betty was right he was more than a little tight.

"Easy Buddy Terry was just tasting desert. It's all good." I said

"I didn't know we had any desert." He said with a drunken look.

"You don't." Terry said as she sucked her fingers. "Come on lets eat guy's."

Mark was very drunk as he moved to get to the table. He slipped and fell. I hadn't seen him drinking that much so as I helped him up I gave Sally a questioning look.

"She smiled. "I'm sorry. He has been drinking sense four. Can we just get him to the couch? He can sleep it off and we can have dinner."

We got him to the couch and he slumped back going to sleep before we had left the room. Sally directed traffic setting between my two girls. She had become nervous again as she realized that she was now alone with us and that my wife had just fingered the shit out of her not caring that her husband was only a few feet away. We finished our meal and moved back to the patio. 

Sally put on some soft music and sat down leaning back in her chair as I got us all a drink. Terry and Betty slipped off to the bathroom I was sure to talk about Sally. I was setting across from her taking in how good her legs looked as I took a sip of my drink when the girls came back into the room. Terry went to Sally taking her hand in hers. She pulled the girl to her feet as Betty came and sat by me.

"He hates to dance and I want to. Will you dance with me Sally?" Terry said as she pulled Sally into her arms.

Sally just looked at Terry as she slipped into her arms. Terry pulled her tightly to her chest making sure that the big soft pillows of her breasts were pushed into the shorter girls' face. Betty moved closer to me putting her hand on my leg as we watched Terry pulling Sally's dress up so she could cup her bare ass cheeks.

Betty leaned into me kissing me softly as she moved to set in my lap. She hooked her arms around my neck as she nuzzled into my ear whispering softly, "We have decided to fuck her if it's ok."

"Only if you are sure." I looked into her eyes as she moved to kiss me again. My dick was hard as a rock pushing up into her ass through our cloths.

"We are sure! Sure we are going to fuck her on the floor right in front of the drunken ass hole of a husband!" She kissed me again then she was gone moving to pull Sally from Terry. 

She took the small girl in her arms kissing her as she just had kissed me. Sally kissed her back long and hard and when they broke their kiss and embrace Sally looked at me. I smiled at her as Terry moved back to the two girls kissing Betty as she ran her hands over Sally's back.

"I umm, well I have never. I mean I was doing this for him and I." Sally started to say as Terry pulled her dress up slipping her hand between her legs.

"Do you want me to stop?" Terry interrupted her as she slipped her fingers over Sally pussy lips. Her thong had pulled up into them exposing them to my wife's prying fingers.

Sally looked at me again, "His job!"

"It's ok Sally and only if you want to do it we can leave if you would like." She closed her eyes not saying anything. Betty pulled them apart. "Come with us."

I followed them as she pulled Sally into the living room. Terry pulled an afghan from the back of the couch Mark was sleeping on and spread it out on the floor right in front of him. Betty moved Sally over the blanket as Terry started to undress her, kissing her and taking softly to her the whole time. I watched as Sally's top fell to the floor exposing her tine soft breasts to us. Her nipples were hard little rocks on the tip of her Acup-sized breasts. Betty pulled Sally's skirt over her soft round hips letting it fall into a puddle around Sally's bare feet. I looked at her short legs realizing they were great as Betty sucked her right nipple into her mouth. Terry let her own skirt fall to the floor next to Sally's then pulled her top off taking Sally's hand in hers. She pulled Sally's up and placed it on her big half-bare beast.

"Oh god." Came from Sally as she moved to suck Terry's pink tipped nipple into her mouth.

Betty pulled the Sally's panties off looking at me as the girls pussy came into my view for the first time. It was completely hairless and looked like it was a fresh shave. Her vagina lips were puffy and open with her clit sticking out red and full of blood. Betty stood pulling off her own cloths as she watched me pull my hard dick out of my pants. Terry pulled Sally to the floor next to her kissing her lips as she cupped her small tits.

Betty smiled at me and went to her purse coming back with the small digital camera that I had given her for Xmas. "You might enjoy this." She kissed me, "I love you Sam, are you sure this is ok?"

"I love you to Betty and I am fine if you are." I took her hand kissing it. "You know what? I think I will enjoy taking these photos and I then email them to him!" I said.

I looked back to see Terry kissing her way down Sally's soft white body. She stopped at her belly button pulling the girls belly ring with her teeth before kissing her way on down. She got to Sally's pubic mound and kissed the top of the girls' silt. Terry let her nose touch Sally's clit. Sally opened her legs wide in an innovation for Terry to go farther. Betty had moved back to the girl now and they were kissing sticking their tongues in each other mouths until Terry pulled Sally's clit into her mouth!

Sally pulled away from Betty and a long "HOOoooooooooo my god yes!" Came from her as she put both hands on Terry's head pulling her face tight into her wet woman hood. She started to shake her hips and then she came! 

"Ho, Ho, Hoooooo god ho god ho god I'm cuminggggg oh, oh, oh aaaaaaaaaa ohohhohohoh godddddddd!"

She collapsed trembling as Terry moved up to kiss her spreading Sally's own cum on her lips and pushing some into her mouth with her tongue. Betty pushed Sally's legs open. She pushed two of her fingers deep into the girl. Sally lifted her bottom off of the floor trying to get more into her wet hole as Betty put her thumb on her clit. She started pumping her fingers in and out of Sally's soaking wet pussy running her thumb it all over her clit. Sally was cumming constantly now with every nerve on edge. She lay there shaking and humping hard as my girls took turns finger fucking her. While one was fingering her, the other was playing with or sucking her nipples. They took turns kissing her as they kissed each other.

Little whimpers were coming from her and with each new cum she would push her hips up in the air and a groan would come from her. Terry sat on Sally's face giving her, her first taste of pussy! Sally sucked her to a fast climax with Terry let out a howl as she came grinding her pussy into Sally's face until she had both her face and hair soaked in her wet juices. Terry rolled to one side and Betty replaced her letting Sally suck her pussy just as she had done to Terry. Betty came grunting and pulling on her own tits as she humped Sally's face until she finished. She rolled off the girl to the other side smiling at me.

Sally was in a kind of sexual shock and Terry pulled her to her kissing her and telling the trembling girl it was ok. She was holding her like that with both of them watching as Betty took my dick deep into her mouth sucking me to the back of her throat. She wasn't trying to make me cum. as she sucked me for only a few minutes and then moved away from me.

She moved over to Sally and pulled her from Terry's arms. "Get on your back sweet hart."

Sally did as she was told as Terry pulled me by my hard cock over to the girl and with Mark passed out right in front of us put her pussy over his wife's face. Terry guided my cock into her pussy right over the girls' face!

"OH god! Came from Terry as Betty moved to Sally slipping her head between her legs to suck her pussy as I slowly pushed in and out of Terry. Sally was whimpering again as Betty sucked her pussy and pushed her own pussy into Terry's face. Sally put her hands on Betty's ass pulling her tight sucking her clit so that we were all fucking and sucking at the same time!

I was about to shoot my load and pulled out of Terry cumming all over Betty's face. She sucked me into her mouth taking what was left of my load and then sucked Terry's clit into her mouth! Sally came again and it pushed the other two girls over the top! They were all three cumming in a twisting groaning pile of girl flesh, and I had the whole thing in the little camera!

The New Year had come and gone during our little sexual adventure with Sally. We had missed the fire works at the park and Mark had slept through the whole thing. We all moved back to the patio to have a much-needed drink and sat relaxing. The girls had not bothered putting their cloths back on and were talking like they had been best friends forever. Sally left Mark sleeping on the couch and went with us to the spare bedroom. Terry and Sally watched as I fucked Betty long and slow. I held Betty in my arms kissing her until I was soft and slipped out of her tight cum. filled hole. Sally was right there to suck my spunk out of Betty's sweet wet pussy and they went to take a shower. Terry and I kissed and held each other for a long time as we often do reaffirming our love for each other. 

Later the three girls made love one more time that night before Sally slipped off to her own bed. 

We went to the beach the next day and that is a hole other story. I will tell you now that Mark was to hung over to go with us and that as of today I have not emailed him the pictures of our little night of play. Sally said she told him all about it, telling how she had sex with both girls at the same time while I watched. But he didn't believe her, he said she was full of shit!

Terry asked me if it was ok if Sally came over for lunch next week. I guess Sally liked it!