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Adventures of Kat

By: jsmith126



This is my first work of erotic fiction. I would love feedback, criticisms, and ideas for part II. Also, this is fiction, Jack and Kat live in a world without STDs and other diseases, you don't, be clean and be safe.



It was Friday evening and as per my weekly ritual, I put on a clean pair of jeans and a button down shirt and made my way over to Abel's, the neighborhood dive bar. As I entered I glanced around the room, waved to the usuals and took a seat at the bar next to a girl I've never seen before. I sat down and ordered a Labatt. As the bar tender grabbed a glass and began to fill it, I turned to the new girl and said "I'm Jack and I don't reckon we've met". She turned and looked me directly in the eyes smiling. She had big beautiful blue eyes and a bright smile, her face showed confidence and determination. She was a bit on the heavier side, with big boobs poking out from under her low cut shirt; I consider myself more of an ass man, but I couldn't help staring at her chest, the perfect amount of cleavage showing, enough to completely engross my attention but at the same time not overly revealing. 

She reached out her hand lightly grasping mine and shaking it as she responded, "It's my first time here, and I'm Kat". Her voice was high pitch and mild, she sounded like a 7 year old, but from the looks of her she was probably late 20's. She was wearing a short skirt with horizontal stripes and no underwear, but I certainly didn't know that then. Her feet were clad in brown leather boots that came up to her calves with long purple socks on underneath. 

"So what brings you to the area?" I asked as I took the first sips of my beer.

"Fun, adventure, a good time" she coyly responded. Her answer surprised me, Binghamton is not the sort of place someone goes for fun and adventure, it's a small mundane city in the Southern Tier of NY, and not the sort of place one goes looking for excitement. 

We continued chatting, mostly small talk, nothing too exciting. We both finished our drinks at the same time so I asked, "What are you thirsty for? This one's on me." She leaned in to me, pressing her firm breasts against my chest and her right cheek brushed up against mine "your cum" she said, without the slightest hesitation or sign of nervousness as if she had done this a thousand times before. I was surprised and taken off guard, "ummm" I stuttered, my tongue twisted into a knot, what was I suppose to say. Her right hand reached out and gently rubbed my hardening cock through my jeans as she responded "Let's go, I want my drink". She grabbed my hand and pulled as I hopped to my feet. I pushed our way through the crowd and out the door "My place is just around the corner". "Great" she responded, "Let's go".

We wasted no time, hurrying back to my apartment as soon as the door closed she grabbed my chest pushing me back into the door and then ripping my shirt open spraying buttons everywhere. She kissed my hairy chests as she rubbed her hands over my muscular shoulders. I couldn't believe it, I'd always been such a dominant guy, but here I was being pushed around and controlled by a girl half my size with the voice of a kindergartener. She was so hot, confident and aggressive, I couldn't wait to see and especially feel what she'd do next. Her hands continued down to my chest, with one hand she pinched my left nipple as she sucked my right nipple into her mouth. She bit down causing me to squeal with pleasure and pain, just like I had done to so many girls before. She switched sides, swirling her tongue around my right nipple as she pinched my left nipple. 

I leaned back into the door and closed my eyes; I was powerless before her. She had taken complete control of me, I would have done anything she wanted and she hadn't even touched my cock yet. She licked her way down my chest, across my abs lowering herself until she was kneeling before me. Here she was this sexual goddess on her knees before me, for a moment, I thought that the ball had shifted back to my court, I thought I was in control. I had made so many girls kneel before me and suck my cock, I finally knew what was going on, I thought. She looked up at me smiling with those big blue eyes shining at me. "Let's see what you've got. Pull down your pants." I immediately complied, I don't know why I had thought I was in control, I might have been towering over her, but Kat was giving the orders. "Mmmm, nice" she moaned while smiling up at me. "Stroke it, for me slut" she ordered me again. I reached down and grasped my cock with my left hand, gently stroking it. I don't have the biggest dick, but at 6.5 inches hard, I'm quite content with my endowment. My dick has a slight curve to the left, maybe from jerking off too much with my left hand in my youth. My pubes and balls are neatly trimmed but still form a thick bush; masculine but clean.

She leaned in between my legs and began kissing my inner thighs. I didn't care who was in control, I knew what was coming and I wanted it so bad, I was like a zebra begging the lioness to consume me. Kat kissed her way up my legs to my scrotum. She gently nibbled on my ball sack as her hand grabbed my cock by the head. It was the first time I felt her warm touch on my cock and I was in heaven. She slid her hand up and down my hard shaft. It was more of a teasing motion then jerking me off and I wanted more. She opened her mouth wide and sucked my balls into her mouth. Her tongue worked magic on my balls as I moaned in pleasure. She released my balls from her mouth and kissed the tip of my cock, the whole time seductively sliding her hand up and down my shaft. 

"Beg me to suck your cock". I immediately responded, "Please suck my cock". She kissed the tip of my cock again, this time flicking her tongue against my slit. "Tell me you need me to suck your cock". I immediately responded "I need to feel your hot mouth on my cock". She leaned forward, sliding the tip of my cock into her mouth, she swirled her tongue around the mushroom head of my cock, I closed my eyes and moaned "Oh yes", but it was fleeting. As her tongue completed its orbit she pulled back from my cock looked me in the eyes and said, "tell me you can do to me anything you want". I didn't think twice "you can do anything to me you want, just please suck my cock". 

She didn't waste a second; Her mouth engulfed my cock pleasuring my manhood with the expertise I had come to expect from her. She knew exactly what she was doing, her whole head bobbing up and down on my shaft taking me deeper and deeper on every decent, her tongue led the way each time reaching new ground. Within minutes my entire shaft had disappeared, her nose was pressed into my pubes and her tongue was flicking my balls. She was devouring my manhood and I loved it.

She applied suction from the back of her throat, pulling me further into her as her tongue played with my balls. Her hands had been grasping my ass cheeks, using them for leverage to pull me into her. She had also been pulling my cheeks apart with each thrust. It felt good and erotic in a way I had never experienced. She released my ass and slid her hands up my body, rubbing my chest, stopping to pinch my nipples again, her left hand continued up and she slid two fingers into my mouth, covering them with my saliva. Her hands disappeared again, but I soon found out what the saliva was for. Her right hand pulled my ass open as her left hand began rubbing my asshole. "Nah, I'm not gay" I half muttered and half moaned, between her mouth on my cock and the unexpected pleasure from my ass I was powerless to speak, powerless to raise a real protest. I tried again, but this time all that left my mouth was a dull moan. Kat later told me, that's when she knew I was different. She usually got off on guy's homophobic squealing when she began to finger them, but my defenses broke down so fast, she knew I was special. 

Her fingers worked deeper into my ass with each stroke. Her head was stationary on my cock, but most of my shaft was still in her mouth as she worked my ass with her skilled fingers. She found my prostate and massaged it the way I had rubbed so many girls g-spots previously. I was confused and surprised; I never realized such pleasure could come from my ass. I thought it meant I was gay somehow. Kat's fingers kept rubbing my prostate until my whole body shook and my cock exploded in her mouth. The last thing I saw as I closed my eyes before the explosion of pleasure was her big blue eyes gazing up at me. I'm sure she never looked away as she devoured my seed.

When my orgasm subsided I opened my eyes to see she was still staring up at me, my flaccid cock hung in front of her, a flag at half-staff saluting. There was no sign of my cum except one little drop on the corner of her mouth. Without breaking her gaze, she licked her lips, cleaning the last drop of blood remaining from the sexual massacre. My body was covered in a cool sweat as I began to regain strength; I reached down picking her up from under her shoulders and placing her back on her feet. As she stood in front of me now, a mere 5'2' the top of her head barely reaching my chin, she seemed a lot less powerful and far less intimidating. How could this small girl have made me tremble and squeal minutes earlier? 

I grabbed her elbow, grasping it firmly, leading her down the hallway to the bedroom. When we arrived in the bedroom she turned to face me, our lips locked momentarily, but I broke the embrace, grabbed her under her arms and threw her back onto the bed. Her but landed on the mattress and then bounced into the air, by the time she landed again Kat had pulled her skirt up revealing her beautiful pink slit and was grabbing her feet spreading her legs wide. "Fuck me... hard" she screamed at me. I stared down at her and knew exactly what I wanted. "No" I said laughing. 

Her mouth opened in shock, a guy had never said no to her like that before. But I knew what I was doing and I had her right where I wanted her. She released her feet and leaned forward grasping for my dick. I pulled my hips back before she could grab hold of my manhood, put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her down onto the bed. I climbed up over her, pinning her arms down over her head with my right hand as my left hand pulled her shirt up. I pulled it over her head but left her arms wrapped up in the shirt, further confining her movement. My free hand began kneading her breasts as I buried my face between the luscious mountains. I alternated sucking on her nipples, squeezing her breasts, biting and licking her tits. Kat moaned loudly, grasped at my head pulling it into her breasts and digging her nails into my back, pulling me onto her. I wrestled free from her grasps and began working my way down her body kissing, licking and biting during the descent.

When my head arrived between her legs I flattened my tongue against the bottom of her pussy and gave a long slow lick all the way from the bottom to the top. Kat gasped and I gave her pussy another long slow lick. Kat squealed and I gave her pussy a third long slow lick, savoring her taste as my tongue worked it's way from the very bottom to the top of her beautiful slit savoring her sweet nectar as it climbed. "Ugggghhhh, no one has ever..." she began to say before my tongue struck her clit and her speech muddled into a simple scream "yes!" I had her right where I wanted her, the sexual vixen so confident and strong moments earlier now lay before me, legs spread. She would let me do to her whatever I wanted, and I knew it. Lucky for her, all I desired in that moment was to eat her pussy and to drink its juices.

I buried my head between her legs. My tongue worked up and down her slit and then side to side. Her juices flowed, flooding my mouth and soaking my face. I was in paradise and she was raptured away in pleasure. As her breathing hastened, I focused my attention on her engorged clit. Sucking it into my mouth and swirling my tongue around it like she had done to my cock earlier. Kat shook and screamed as my tongue forced her body to orgasm. She writhed in pleasure; her limbs violently thrashing about like a wounded animal fighting for survival. "No more" she cried as she pulled my head from her over sensitive clit. 

Kat lay on the bed, arms and legs spread wide like a dead man. Her head lay to the side, eyes closed. I stood over her grinning, seeing her so powerless and vulnerable turned me on even more. I grabbed her legs and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. My hands slid up her smooth muscular calves until they were locked around her ankles. I bit into her heel roughly, kissed the arch of her foot and slid her toes into my mouth, gently sucking and then biting down on them. I released her left foot, resting it on my shoulder and grabbed my cock with my free hand. I rubbed the head of my cock in circles on her pussy. I rocked my hips forward and back sliding my hard cock over the surface of her slit, teasing her and lubing my dick with her juices. "Yes, fuck my pussy now", she practically whispered, too tired to scream or yell like earlier.

When my cock shone bright from her pussy juice I pulled my hips back and her ass up. I lined the head up with her asshole and pushed gently. "Wrong hole asshole" she yelped and moaned, surprised and aroused at the same time. The irony of her statement only widened my grin as I replied, "you had my ass, now I want yours". I continued the gentle constant pressure as her hole widened to accept my engorged member. "Uhhhggg" she moaned. My cock slowly slid into her until her ass rested against my pubic bone. I leaned forward into Kat, her legs widened, wrapping around my back. Her low moans continued until I opened my mouth wide, covered her lips and devoured her moans like a fuel going straight to my cock to power it.

I stared straight into her wide-open eyes. A single tear ran out of the corner of her eye. I licked it from her cheek waiting for her pain to subside. Kat reached down to her pussy and began rubbing it. "Yes, fuck me" she said. I could see from her face that the pain had turned to pleasure and it was time. I began sliding my cock in and out of her ass, slowly at first; in and out it slid. "Fuck me harder" she said as she reached up and pinched my nipples. My mouth hung open as this time I moaned in pleasure. Kat reached up and pushed her hand into my open mouth, forcing me to lick it clean of the sweet nectar covering it. She slid her fingers in and out of my mouth, fucking my face with her hand while my cock pounded her ass like a piston. My pubic bone slammed against her ass, an orchestra of slapping flesh and deep moans filled the room.

I increased my intensity, fucking her harder and harder. Her hands reached every which way; they grabbed my ass pulling me into her, slapped my ass violently, pinched my nipples, dug their talons into my shoulders, squeezed my balls, and rubbed her pussy. I was drunk with pleasure, intoxicated by her ass squeezing my cock and enraptured by the sight and sounds of the sexual lioness flailing, panting and screaming underneath me. I stared into her eyes, our gazes interlocked, her face revealing the depths of her pleasure. I slid my arms under her back, scooped up her shoulders and pulled her into me, slamming her ass onto my cock as my hips thrust forward driving my dick deep into her. Her hands rubbed her clit at a feverish pace. Her head rocked back and she screamed as her ass squeezed my cock in a vice like grip. I closed my eyes and collapsed onto her as my dick exploded into her like a volcano ripping the world apart.

I rolled off of Kat, lying next to her on the bed. My arms and legs spread wide like a dead man, my eyes closed. I was exhausted. Kat was supercharged. She climbed on top of me sliding her pussy up and down my chest, grinding her slit into me and soaking my whole upper body. I opened my eyes and looked up at her, my face inches away from the deep pink flesh I had feasted upon earlier. She brought her hips forward parking her knees next to my ears and locking my head in place. She leaned back extending her left hand and grabbed my flaccid cock, tugged it gently and gave my balls a playful squeeze asking "what should we do while you recharge?" It sounded like a question, but I knew it wasn't.

Kat leaned forward pushing her hips down into my face until her lips were an inch away from mine. The sight of her pink slit, the intoxicating aroma of her pussy and the sweet memories of the feast I had partaken in earlier ignited a furious hunger deep within me. I extended my tongue as far as it could reach. It barely grazed the furthest extents of her mound. Shit! She knew how bad I wanted to taste her again. She could see the hunger she had ignited within me and had every intention to use it. I strained my neck pushing my tongue forwards reaching just far enough to run the tip of my tongue against her slit but it was too far for me to hold myself there.

My head leaned back, relaxing my neck my eyes never stopped staring at her pussy. Kat's hand covered her pussy, hiding it from my gaze. Her hand rubbed a circle around her pussy and her fingers slid deep into the pink darkness. I watched with lust, jealous of her hand, of her fingers, I wanted what they had so badly. Her fingers emerged from the depths glistening brightly in front of my eyes and disappearing into my mouth. I was in heaven as Kat fed me her sweet nectar. 

As I licked her fingers clean I could feel something hot dripping onto my chest behind where Kat was straddling me. I didn't realize what it was, but apparently Kat had felt the migration of the load of cum I had dumped deep inside her ass as it slowly worked its way to the surface. She reached back coating her index figure with my cum and slowly brought it towards my mouth. I shut my lips, but that only increased her enjoyment as she began sliding her finger around my lips, covering them in cum as if she were applying lip-gloss for a friend. She reached back to get more cum this time using two fingers to scoop up a double dose while seductively saying "if you didn't want me to play with it, you shouldn't have left it where I could find it... now open up". I knew Kat wasn't going to stop until she got what she wanted so I reluctantly opened my mouth. Her fingers slid into my mouth, forced their way past my teeth and delivered their ordinance. "How many times have you cum in a girls mouth when they didn't want you to?" She asked. It was obviously a rhetorical question since her fingers kept probing my mouth preventing me from speaking. 

Content with the amount of my cum I ate, Kat decided it was time to return the action to her pussy. She kneeled over my face, slowly lowered herself onto my lips, allowed me the satisfactions of sucking on her beautiful pink slit and then rose back up. This cycle of teasing continued for what seemed like an eternity. Each time I pulled my head up, eagerly greeting her with my tongue until my head was forced back onto the bed. As she rose, I followed her as far as I could until my neck couldn't bend any further. She had teased me as long as she could withstand her own temptation to bury my face between her legs and never let go, but neither of us could tolerate any more teasing or restraint. She pushed her legs forward engulfing my face between her legs, all I could see, taste or smell was her beautiful womanhood and it didn't matter because it was all I could think about and all I wanted.

She grabbed my head by the hair and pulled my face up deep into her. My tongue fucked her slit as she fucked my whole face with her pussy. I was drowning in her juices and could barely breathe but I showed no mercy as my tongue continued its savage assault on her slit. A feeding frenzy ensued as I devoured her pussy like it was the last meal I would ever eat. My whole world had been condensed to a few square inches of female flesh, I didn't think about anything else, I couldn't think of anything else. But Kat did.


Adventures of Kat



Kat climbed up to her knees pulling her pussy free of my face. I used my newfound freedom to gasp for breath finally getting the oxygen I needed, but I still wanting more. Kat slid back and began rubbing her pussy up and down the length of my cock. She reached back and grabbed my stiff dick and guided me between her legs as she lowered herself onto me. We moaned in unison as her pussy consumed my cock. She rode up and down on my dick. I couldn't believe the stamina this little girl had. I thrust up into her with each of her descents matching power for power, thrust for thrust, I was in overdrive. My hands grabbed at her ass while her tits bounced in my face. I leaned forward sucking her nipples and squeezing her breasts with my hands as she continued riding my cock. I could feel my balls tighten and knew I couldn't last. Kat peered down and ordered me, "not yet". 

Kat adjusted her pace for a few bounces helping me to hold off my orgasm. She reached back squeezed my balls and pulled on my scrotum. I moaned in bliss as Kat continued to ride up and down on my hard cock. I couldn't last any longer and neither could she. My balls tightened still locked in her grasp as Kat screamed "yes, now, I'm cumming". Even if I had wanted to, I couldn't have held back any longer. Orgasm seized our bodies, blending us together and mixing us up. I was lost in her and she in me. I came so deep inside her I half expected my cum to erupt out her mouth. 

I'm not sure if I actually blacked out or not but everything was lost in a blur of ecstasy. When I regained my awareness Kat lay next to me on the bed. Our bodies covered in sweat and cum, the sheets soaked. She leaned into me whispering in my ear "thanks". I kissed her and our tongues said goodnight to each other as we drifted off to sleep.



Adventures of Kathryn



This is a prequel to the "Further Adventures of Kathryn" story. 

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Kathryn had been intrigued when she read the ad, excited when she contacted the couple who had placed it. But now, as she stood in front of the unfamiliar house, she felt a tinge of panic.

"What have I gotten myself into?" she asked herself.

With her arm stretched tentatively toward the doorbell, she thought this was her last chance to change her mind, to return to her boring but oh so safe life. But before she could act on that impulse, the door was jerked open and a tall, vaguely Mediterranean-looking man stepped into the doorway.

"You're prompt," Michael said. "I assume you have followed your other instructions as well."

"Yes," Kathryn replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Don't tell me, show me."

Kathryn reached down and started to lift the hem of her short, clinging dress. "Not like that," Michael interrupted her. "Take it off -- show me everything."

With a nervous glance at the adjoining houses, Kathryn slipped the dress over her head and dropped it on the porch. Her hands slid down her body, directing his eyes to her pussy, which she had shaved, just as she had been told. Her fingers slightly parted her lips to reveal the string that was attached to the little balls that danced so maddeningly inside of her.

"Very obedient. Come in."

As Kathyryn stepped into the house, she was confronted by a voluptuous brunette clad only in a G-string and bustier that did more to accentuate than to conceal her full breasts. We are going to have such fun with you," Jacqueline said. "Follow me."

Kathryn followed her down a hall to a bedroom and obeyed the other woman's unspoken command to get on the bed. Jacqueline handed her two long strips of silk and told her to attach them to her ankles and then tie them to the bedposts. Without hesitation, she did as ordered and then lay back on the bed. Jacqueline and Michael moved to opposite sides of the bed, each holding another long strip of silk with which they attached her wrists to the bedposts at the head of the bed.

Naked, spreadeagled and tied, Kathryn didn't think she could feel more vulnerable, or more excited -- until Jacqueline covered her eyes with a blindfold and Michael slid a pillow under her ass, putting her even more on display.

"Our guests will be here in a few minutes," Michael said. "Let's make sure you're ready to receive them."

Kathryn felt the tip of a vibrator touch her freshly shaved mound and as Michael turned up the power she could feel the balls inside of her ricocheting off the walls of her pussy. Juices began leaking from her, trickling down the insides of her thighs and she knew she was building to an enormous climax. But before she could get there, Michael snatched the vibrator away, leaving her writhing and frustrated.

"I think you're ready now," he said. "We'll be back when our guests arrive."

Kathryn heard the couple walk out of the room and as she lay there alone she felt the panic again begin to gnaw at the edges of her mind. "What have I done?" she thought. "I don't know these people. My only contact has been an exchange of e-mails." But even with the panic, she couldn't deny her other feelings. Her nipples were stretched to their fullest and her pussy was still flowing.

Finally, she heard the doorbell ring, and then the sound of voices. She strained to hear them, two male and two female, she thought. Then Jacqueline's voice above the others, "Come and see the present we have for you."

Footsteps in the hall, and then in the bedroom. "What a delicious looking little slut," a female voice said. "Look at her nipples, they're like rocks -- and her cunt is soaked. And we can do anything we want with her?"

"Anything at all," Michael replied.

Kathryn felt a body climb onto the bed, a knee against her left shoulder. Then a leg dragged over her body and the person's other knee was pressed against her right shoulder. The scent was unmistakeable -- a woman's pussy was hovering just inches above her face.

Vivid memories of her only other sexual encounter with a woman came flooding back, a drunken revel with her college roommate -- an adventure she had desperately wanted to repeat but which, unfortunately, her roommate had not. For the next several years she had longed to see if it would be as good with another woman, but had never had the courage to actually ask one. Now it was going to happen and she couldn't stifle a moan of anticipated pleasure.

"Look how much he wants you, Charlene," a male voice said. "Stick your tongue out, you little slut."

Unhesitatingly, Kathryn stuck her tongue out, anticipating that sweet, tangy taste she remembered from years earlier. But where was it? Her tongue searched the air frantically but to no avail. Oh no, she thought, they're not just going to tease me are they?

But then in one swift motion, Charlene lowered herself, wrapping Kathryn's tongue in the wet, tight walls of her pussy. As Charlene ground aginst her mouth, Kathryn probed hungrily with her tongue, licking and swirling, nearly delirious with excitement. She could hear the other woman moaning and whimpering and could think only of how much she wanted Charlene to come in her mouth.

"Suck my clit," Charlene commanded. "Yes, oh yes, just like that! Randy, do it now!"

Kathryn felt another climb onto the bed and straddle her body. And then the sound of a cock plunging into a wet pussy.

"Oh God, fuck my cunt while she sucks my clit!" Charlene cried. Jesus, Kathryn thought, there's a couple fucking right over my face. The sound, the smell, it's such a turn-on. If only I could see!

"Harder!" Charlene wailed, and as Randy drove his cock harder into her pussy Kathryn sucked harder on her clit. "Don't stop, oh don't stop, I'm gonna come! I'm gonna ... I'm gonna ... ohhhhh!"

Pussy juices streamed from Charlene, coating Kathryn's mouth and chin and running down her cheeks. As her orgasm subsided, Charlene pulled away from Kathryn's mouth, which was instantly filled with Randy's cock.

His breath was coming in short labored gasps as Kathryn stretched her neck to take him all the way inside of her mouth. She held her lips tight around his shaft as she bobbed her head back and forth and used her tongue to lash the tip of his cock. Kathryn had never wanted a man's come as much in her life. She sucked harder, feeling his cock throb in her mouth.

"Now!" Randy screamed, and unleashed jet after jet of come into her mouth.

"Don't swallow it," a woman ordered. "We want to see it."

Kathryn couldn't completely deny herself, couldn't help swallowing some of it, but the rest she pushed out with her tongue, letting the others see her mouth coated with Randy's hot, sticky come.

And then Randy climbed off the bed and she was alone again. The room was silent, what were they doing? Suddenly, Kathryn felt clamps being attached to her swollen nipples. God they hurt! Or did they feel good? She couldn't even tell. All she knew was that it was one of the strongest sensations she had ever felt and the longer it went on the more she loved it.

"Straddle her chest, Roxanne," Jacqueline said, and the younger woman climbed on top of Kathryn, rubbing her stiff clit against one clamped nipple and then the other. Kathryn arched her back, aching to feel the woman's pussy envelop her nipple.

"You love it, don't you?" Jacqueline asked. Having Roxanne's hot cunt rub against your tits?"

"Yes," Katherine whimpered.

"But it's not enough, is it? You want more cunt and more cock, don't you?"

"I want all of you."

Jacqueline thrust one of Kathryn's tied hands bewteen her legs, pushing a finger into her pussy, and Terry wrapped the other one around his cock. They rocked against her hands, following the same rhythm that Roxanne was using on her nipple.

Kathryn was floating in a world of pure pleasure but her pussy was screaming for attention. Even though she knew the rules, she was ready to beg.

And then she felt Michael move between her legs and rub the head of his cock against her clit. Without any hair to cover it, her clit was totally exposed to the sensations and she could feel sparks going off inside of her. The balls were pounding inside of her, but much as she loved the feeling, what she really wanted was to be fucked -- right here, with everybody watching her.

As if reading her mind, Jacqueline said, "You want Michael to fuck you, don't you?"

"Yes."

"Say it!"

"I want Michael to fuck me. I want you all to watch Michael fuck me. I want to be a complete slut and have you all know it."

Michael slipped his cock away from her clit and Kathryn waited breathlessly for him to remove the balls from her pussy and fuck her. But instead she felt his finger, coated with something cold and slippery slip between the cheeks of her ass. Her body froze.

"You want us to watch you get fucked? We'd love to. But we want to see you get fucked in the ass," Jacqueline said.

It had been years since Kathryn had done that, actually she'd only done it twice and hadn't really liked it all that much. But the feeling of Jacqueline and Terry fucking her hands and Roxanne fucking her tits had her so turned on she couldn't stop. And she was beginning to like the feeling of Michael's finger probing into her ass. In fact, she was starting to like it a lot.

Michael took his finger out and moved his cock between Kathryn's cheeks. "Wait," Roxanne said. "Let me turn around so I can see.

When Roxanne was comfortbaly settled back on one of Kathryn's nipples, Michael slid his cock into her ass in one long slow stroke. It had never felt like that before and she thrust her hips up to meet him. Roxanne leaned forward and put her hands on Kathryn's thighs, parting them wider so she and Jacqueline and Terry could wach Michael's cock glide in and out of her tight asshole. And while she leaned forward she blew softly on Kathryn's clit.

If she just kisses it once, I'll come, Kathryn thought, but instead Roxanne just kept blowing on it and rocking her cunt faster against the tied woman's nipple.

Terry and Jacqueline were also moving faster against her hands. Kathryn heard Terry groan and felt his come shoot through her hand, splashing against her shoulder, neck and cheek. That sight set Jacqueline off. Kathryn could feel the muscles of the brunette's pussy clutching at her finger.

The room was filled with the sounds and smells of sex and Roxanne humped faster aginst Kathryn's nipple, rubbing it against her clit over and over until she, too, exploded.

Kathryn was covered with juices of three pussies and two cocks -- and a third cock was driving in and out of her ass, filling her, stretching her.

"Stay very still," Michael said. "I want you to feel me come inside of your ass." He slowed his pace, drawing his cock almost all the way out of her on each stroke. Kathryn knew that he was holding back now, trying to savor every second of her tightness. And then one last long stroke and she felt his cock erupt. It seemed as though he would never stop coming, one spurt after another filling her ass.

As Michael withdrew from her, the others moved away -- except Jacqueline, who removed the blindfold and leaned down to kiss Kathryn. "Well, it seems you've made us all come. Now it's your turn." Jacqueline untied Kathryn's wrists and handed her the vibrator Michael had used on her earlier.

With the three couples gathered around her, Kathryn pushed the vibrator against her pussy and turned it up to full power. She loved seeing them, knowing they were watching her. It was all more than she could take and she arched her back as she screamed out her orgasm.

As Kathryn melted onto the mattress, she felt hands drawing her arms back over her head and her wrists again being tied.

"Rest now, dear, we'll be back later," Jacqueline said.

And I can't wait, Kathryn thought.



Adventures of Kitten: Beginning



You can imagine my surprise when I fucked Justin. No? Well, you'll be able to after I explain. I was fresh out of high school, 19, and had been in love with this man for, well, practically forever. I met him through a mutual friend, Danielle, who was also in love with him, and who wanted me to talk to him, so that I could talk her up. If you follow me...

Now, this was an unusual request to start with, because Danielle is, or I should say was, a lesbian. She suddenly declares she's bi, and desperately need me to talk to Justin for her. I was hesitant. My plight was this: I'm also bisexual, and was totally in love with Danielle. I had always fantasized about her; us kissing, her hands between my thighs, my face between hers; her lovely long fingers caressing me all over. She just made me shiver all over. 

My heart was crushed when she decided she only had eyes for Justin, but she was too beautiful to say no to. Chestnut hair that flowed like water to just past her shoulders, perky breasts like small peaches, and an intoxicating habit of wearing vanilla perfume; and who could refuse the biggest pair of pleading green eyes on the planet? Not me.

So I did it, a bit reluctantly I'll admit, and immediately fell head over heels (again). I couldn't have mail-ordered a man any better. Tall, dark haired, dark eyed, smoking hot, Bob-Dylan looking man. (Now, I realize that not everyone thinks that Bob Dylan is the sexiest thing on earth, but I do!!!)

He played guitar, listened to jazz, was sophisticated, had the ghost of facial hair, and was a rebel. He was charming, polite, had the sexiest voice you've ever heard. He said that Jeff Buckley would charm the pants off any woman, and boy was he right. And, after I so eloquently spoke of her attributes, he was dating Danielle. Perfect, right? ( I began to think I shouldn't have spoken so flatteringly of her....oh well.)

So, as all the stories go, I loved him and her from afar, dated many others in the meantime, and secretly conjured up both of their faces when I masturbated in the shower. One fantasy became three; him alone, her alone, and the three of us together. Same old, same old. Until the week after graduation. 

All of us were very active with the local theater company, and contributed to most of the shows. After the final showing of "Little Red Harley Girl" (our clever interpretation of the classic), chance happened to throw Justin and I together after the cast party. Alone.

Cleanup crew. Ah, the illustrious jobs assigned to the newest member of the cast. I sulkily put a Jeff Buckley CD into the player, and, dragging my feet, headed for the broom closet. I opened the door, and removed the broom, feeling like a very awkward, not to mention backwards Cinderella. The ball came first, the prince was gone, and here I stand, both shoes in hand, resigned to my cleaning duties once more.

I chucked my red strappy heels to the corner, and sighed. Theater people are too messy. The floor was littered with junk from the party. I had just begun to sweep all this crap up, when the stage door opened. "You missed the show, next time read the ticket!" 

I called out, still unable to see the new arrival. Justin's deep sexy laugh floated out of the darkness. "Feeling a bit surly are we, Red?" 

He chuckled. I sighed at his pet name for me, brought about from my ember-red hair, and sarcastically thought, "Damn, here's man o' my dreams again. I gotta stop dreaming about him, it ain't gonna happen." He stepped into the light, and I tossed a crumpled paper napkin at him playfully. 

"Damn right I'm surly, since when does it fall to the lead actress to clean up after the rest of you slobs?" I retorted. 

He snatched the napkin out of the air, and clutched it to his chest in mock-agony. 

" A slob? Darling, I'm hurt!" he moaned, in characteristic drama form. 

I sighed and continued sweeping. He laughed, and said, "Well, if you don't want my help, just say so. Jeeze, I never knew redheads were so moody. I just came back to give you a hand with the 'manual labor'." I straightened up, and grinned. 

"Good, here, you can start with this," I said, and tossed him the broom. 

He caught it deftly, and spun it like a baton. 

"As the star actress commands," he said, and bowed deeply. 

I flushed almost as red as the barely thigh-length dress I was wearing, and turned around quickly, so he wouldn't see it.

And then the trouble began.

He began sweeping, and I started picking up the larger bits of trash, very carefully bending away from him, so he wouldn't get any glimpse of the area I so desperately wanted his face to be buried in. On the second piece of trash, disaster struck. I heard a tiny 'snap' and then a cool breeze hit my pussy. My g-string, so carefully picked out at the local smut shop, so delicate and red, had snapped. I mumbled under my breath, "Damn cheap elastic,"

and clenched my thighs so that the very small piece of string and fabric would not tumble to the stage floor. Shit. Shit. Double shit.

Oblivious, he kept sweeping, as I managed to maneuver my way behind a piece of the set, and drop my broken underwear. "Dammit," I whispered. 

From the other side, he called out, "Hey, where'd you go?" 

I fumbled around loudly, pretending to shove something into my trash bag. "Oh nothing" I called out cheerily, "just getting the big stuff from behind here." 

"Oh," floated back to me. "Ok." And the sweeping resumed. 

I surveyed the destroyed undies. Hmmmm...... there was only a small tear, and looked like it could be easily fixed. The brilliant thought of "hey, I'll just leave it here until Justin leaves, and then I'll come back for it," surfaced. Yup, I'm a genius. 

I walked out from behind the scenery, abandoning my g-string, and continued (very carefully) picking up trash. Justin looked up and asked me, "Hey, what's the matter? You feeling ok?" 

I straightened up immediately, and tried to look nonchalant. "I'm fine, why do you ask?" 

"Well, " he replied, "your face is really flushed, and I just wondered if maybe the excitement of tonight was getting to you or something." 

I gasped, and clapped my hands to my face. "Um, I don't know. I'll....uh, I ......need to go to the bathroom! " I stuttered, and I took off like an idiot.

When I returned, blush subsiding, Justin was still sweeping. He didn't appear to be very good at it. My composure regained, I mounted the stage and asked him, "What exactly are you doing with that broom?"

He laughed, and said "Well, I seem to be just pushing the dirt around aimlessly."

I sighed, and took the broom again. "You know," I said, "we'll never get this placed cleaned up at this rate." 

And I began to sweep.

This progressed for several minutes, and my attention turned away from the sexy man behind me and to the task at hand. I leaned forward slightly, to reach a pile a gunk under the balcony stairs, when I felt a rough finger slide gently up my slit. I gasped, and straightened up, without thinking, and whacked the hell outa my head on the underside of the balcony stairs. I saw stars, and sank to my knees, holding my head. "Ow!!" I moaned.

Suddenly, strong arms were helping me to my feet. I looked up at him, holding me in close, and assumed I was passed out and dreaming. So I laid my head on my 'dream lover's' chest. "That fucking hurt," I sighed. He stroked my hair with one hand and whispered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to happen." 

My eyebrows knit in confusion. This so did not feel like a dream.

He asked me, "You ok?" and I nodded. 

He murmured, "Good," and stroked my hair again. Then the wakeup call came. He ran one hand from my hair, down my chest, and right down between my legs. A finger pushed it's way between my folds, and started massaging my clit! I couldn't believe it!! 


I pulled back a bit in shock, and his other arm pulled me close again. He whispered in my ear. "I found your panties." 

Oh shit. I tried to say something, anything, but his hand was coaxing my pussy into a welcomed wetness, and my mind was too distracted to answer my frantic pleas.

I sagged towards him slightly, loosing strength in my knees, and he swooped me up off my feet, and carried me to the stage couch. Before I had any time to react, he was kissing my passionately, while Jeff Buckley played on in the background. His hand again strayed to my pussy, and this time he slid one of his guitar-callused fingers deep inside me. Needless to say, by this point I was wet enough to accommodate him.

He paused in his kissing to move to my nipples, gently sliding my dress off my shoulder and helping me feed my arm through. I sighed happily, and then asked him, "What about..." and he cut me off. 

"We broke up." he said tersely, and then slid his tongue around my erect nipple.

I moaned "Just wondering" and then lost myself in the ecstasy of it all. 

His hand was teasing me softly beneath my dress, one finger sliding back and forth over my clit, only lingering for a moment, while another finger slid slowly in and out of my sopping pussy. 

"Damn....." I mumbled, and he hesitated. 

I arched my back, shoving myself onto his finger. "Don't stop!"

With that he resumed, and then leaned up to kiss me again. I reached for his belt, fumbling with the simple clasp. That undone, and with the button eluding me, I slid his zipper down, careful not to catch him. His cock bounded out at me, larger that I had expected, and very hard.

I pulled back and asked him "Can I go down on you?"

He grinned from ear to ear, and slid up on the couch. "You don't have to ask, you know." 

I grinned too, and slid off the couch, to my knees. His cock was so big, I wasn't sure if I could handle it. But I was willing to give it a try. I ran my tongue over the head, collecting his clear precum. He groaned, and I took just the head of him into my mouth, tracing my name onto the head of his prick with my tongue. God, he tasted so good.

I was born with an interesting ability: The tongue roll. I can roll my tongue like waves on a heavy sea, and that's just what I did. I rolled all the way down his huge cock, or, as far as I could get anyway. I swirled and lapped and ate that cock like a starving woman with a cheeseburger. He loved it. Suddenly, his cock tensed and he whispered, "I'm gonna....." 

I quickly pulled him out of my mouth....and crawled up him slowly. "Not yet you aren't"

He groaned as I slid his head inside me. The feel of him, so thick between my slick walls, was almost too much to bear. I came, suddenly and violently, and slid all the way down onto his engorged cock. His hips thrust up against me, and I pulled back, matching him thrust for thrust. He grabbed my shoulders, pulling me down onto him, harder and harder. I moaned is agony/ecstasy, and ground my hips downward, taking all of him in again. He whispered "Goddam I love the way you feel." 

I smiled, and kissed him again, our tongues twirling together. I rocked on him, slower then, in and out, in and out, slower and slower and slower until we almost weren't moving. The friction was almost unbearable for both of us, and then I quickened the pace. Faster and faster, harder and harder, I slammed down onto him. He grabbed my ass, clenching me to him, pulling me down, spurring me on.....and we came.

Both of us, at the same time. I felt the dam break, and I screamed, the sound echoing around the theater. I felt his gush inside me, and he fell back on the sofa, limp, in exhaustion. I slid off him, stripped off my sweaty dress, and curled up next to him. He sighed, "I've wanted to do that for a long time."

And then the clapping came. A single pair of hands, clapping loudly, slowly, and mockingly. We both leaped up, and I dove for my dress, struggling to pull the damp silk back over me. A familiar female voice floated up to us. 

"Well well well, what have we here? Ladies and gentlemen, what a show! Justin, king of the hard on, and Kitten, queen of the sluts!" 

I recognized the voice. Danielle! My mind raced. Oh shit. She saw it all. And I was supposed to be her friend. Justin was hastily pulling on his pants, when she reached the stage. She came closer, and put a hand out to stop him. "Now, just wait one second lover," she said, daintily. 

"You could just keep those off, if you wanted." 

She slid one hand inside his fly, and pulled out his now-flaccid cock. I was in shock. What was she doing? Danielle pulled out a chair, and set Justin down on it. "You stay here, lover. Kitten's got something I want, and I intend to take it back." 

I still sat in shock. What was she talking about? 

She approached me slowly. "Kitten, " she said, "you've been very bad, you know. Justin is still my boyfriend, and you took something from him that belongs to me." 

She pushed me back onto the couch, and I pulled my legs together. She was very close to me now. I showed her my hands and said "I don't have anything, I swear!" 

She pushed my legs apart, and got on her knees in front of me. "Oh yes you do," she said, slyly. "You've got his cum." 

And with that she lowered her lips to my swollen pussy lips.

I gasped and tried to pull back, but she grabbed my legs and pulled me down onto her tongue. I began to melt, I mean, damn! She was so good at this. Her tongue darted in and out of me, lapping up his cum; it crawled over my clit with an agonizing slowness. Her teeth nipped at me softly, grazing my bud gently, and oh god, the sucking! She sucked my pussy dry, and came back for more. She gently slid one manicured finger inside my damp pussy, while still sucking on my clit, and I moaned. I heard an echoed moan, and looked up to see Justin on the edge of his seat, wanking his cock, which had sprung to life again. But the glance was only momentary as she curled her finger to probe for my g-spot. I was lost in her again, and she played me like a violin. When she ran her tongue, flat, like a dog, from my asshole all the way to my clit, I couldn't contain it anymore. I came hard, and flooded her face with my juice.

She moved away from my pussy, and I pulled her to me. 

"One good turn deserves another, don't you think?" I asked her, as I slid my index finger up her skirt. 

She had on lace thong panties, and I deftly moved them away, finding her wetter than I was, and slippery. I inhaled deeply, the scent of her convincing me that I wasn't dreaming. She slid to the couch, sighing in agreement. I grasped the edge of her dress, and pulled it up over her head. She gasped, and I leaned over her, whispering softly, "He told me that yall broke up, y'know?" 

She murmured "We didn't...he lied." 

I contemplated for a moment, still sliding my index finger in and out of her slit. Then, an idea struck. I whispered, "It appears we've both been decieved.....how bout we give him a show , and then bail?" 

She grinned, and whispered back, "Hmm, sounds like a plan Kitty Cat, but you have to get naked too! " 

And with that she stripped off my damp dress.

I shivered at the momentary cold, my nipples perking swiftly. Danielle grabbed one of them and twisted it gently, causing a spark of fire to race up my spine. I leaned forward and grabbed a hand full of her dark-brown hair, pulling her face down to mine. I grazed her lips with mine, slowly tracing them with the tip of my tongue. Her tongue slid out to meet mine, and for a moment the entire world ceased to exist as we kissed like the fondest of lovers. I slid two fingers back into her wet pussy, and she leaned into my hand. Rubbing her clit with my thumb, and slipping the two fingers in and out of her was making me so wet. I removed my other hand from her hair and slid it down to my pussy, massaging my clit. We were both so close, just being together was doing wonders for both of us. 

Apparently, it was doing wonders for Justin too, who we had both completely forgotten about. He had crept up onto the couch, and had been watching intently. When my hand encountered something other than Danielle's pussy, I paused, breaking our kiss. It was Justin's hand, toying with her pussy. He was everywhere that I wasn't, and at that, all thought of revenge was gone. All I wanted was to fuck both of them, right now; to live out my best fantasy. I guided his other hand to my pussy, and the adventure began. He rubbed and twisted, and Danielle and I moaned in harmony. We all moved to the stage floor, and Justin positioned Danielle in front of him. As he slowly thrust his engorged cock inside her, I slid between them, still kissing Danielle, and caressing her lovely pink nipples. Justin grabbed my ass and pulled it upwards, burying his mouth in my pussy. With tongue deep inside of me, and his dick so far inside Danielle that she could probably taste it, none of us could last very long. I felt Danielle shudder underneath me, and I knew that she had cum. I moved to the side, reluctantly removing my muff from Justin's face, and turned my attentions to their coupling. 

Watching his hard cock slamming into her was so hot, and I wanted to be a part of that. I crawled beneath and lapped at the juices running down her thighs and seeping out of her pussy. She moaned like a cat in heat (no pun intended) as I ran one finger over her tight ass-hole. Justin, who had been watching me intently whispered, "Do it Red, do it. Fuck her ass Red." 

I obliged him, slipping my already lubed finger into her tight ass-hole. She yelped and pushed back against me, and I started sliding my finger in and out in time with Justin's thrusts. She started moaning, "Oh god you guys, I'm gonna cum." 

With that, Justin redoubled his efforts, and I, never one to be left out of anything, began to suck on his balls. He stiffened and warned us, "I'm gonna blow!" 

Danielle moaned, "Cum on my tits darling, cum on my tits," and within seconds he complied. 

Spurt after spurt of warm cum splattered on her luscious breasts, and the thought of 'peaches and cream' crossed my mind momentarily. He sat back on his haunches, and I cleaned every last bit of cum off of his shrinking cock. And then we all passed out for a while.

When we woke, feeling very rested and considerable less horny, we pondered the situation as friends. Danielle made the point that Justin had cheated on her with me, but that she wasn't mad at me since I really had no idea. I agreed, and even though I loved him, I was a bit pissed that he had cheated on my best friend, and used me to do it. So they decided to part, on good terms though, (hey, they say that break up sex is some of the best sex) and we all headed to out to our cars. Danielle walked beside me, and suddenly slid her hand around my waist. She whispered softly in my ear, "I had fun tonight Kitten, maybe we should do this again sometime." 

I slipped my hand around her waist as well, and told her, "Any time darling." 

We shared a grin and a sexy, long good night kiss, and well, things have been much better since.



Adventures of Kitty Cat & Sharon



Everybody said Cat was an unusual young woman and they were right. Cat was unusual looking: she was five foot, seven inches tall and slim with long black hair and a white complexion, as if she had been carved from a piece of ivory. Her facial features were almost Elfin in character: large and strange icy blue eyes and thin arched brows, delicate upturned ears, high cheekbones and soft full red lips. She was strangely beautiful and extraordinarily sexy, many men and women thought, even though she had developed shadows around her eyes and generally looked worn from too little sleep and too much time going out and going home with others. 

Cat said the unusual as well, expressing opinions in her soft high voice which made some people uncomfortable. She was regarded as self-centred and narcissistic - a self-absorbed artistic type who liked to shock people with her frank opinions about life, politics and sex. She seemed to quietly enjoy contradicting peoples most cherished beliefs about religion and morality, quietly arguing for atheism, amoral behaviour and promiscuity. Many older people were annoyed by Cat, when she raised her points and stated her views in her dreamy and distracted way. She was regarded as pretentious by some. 

And finally Cat did the unusual as well. When Cat turned 18 and went to college she began hitting nightclubs every weekend, pursuing men aggressively, never waiting for any male to make the first move and ending up in bed with a different guy every time she went out. Then at 20 Cat's tastes began to change and she started focusing on handsome older males, guys twice her age, who were at the clubs trying to get laid and having very little success with the younger crowd. Cat liked to hunt these older guys down, getting herself quickly invited back to the guy's place, where she could fuck him. This taste in older guys set Cat apart from her friends and the most of the other girls who went clubbing - that and the fact that she never slept with a person more than once. 

In fact Cat confused her friends and she lost most of them through her behaviour. Cat's friends were out to have fun, like she was, but they were looking for young guys and prospective boyfriends and only rarely went home with someone for a one night stand. Cat was screwing a different guy each night and they were all older guys, the types who managed to get into a club and then stand out against the background of young people. Cat's friends began regarding her as a slut and Cat ended losing friends because of who she was. 

But then one night Cat met Sharon at a club. Their eyes locked across the crowded room and Cat smiled as if she had just encountered a kindred spirit, though they had never even spoken. Cat pushed her way through the crowd, slapping away the roving hands of young males until she was face to face with Sharon. The two girls then moved out onto the balcony to sip their drinks, chain smoke and sum each other up. Cat learnt a lot and she said more than she usually would to a near stranger. 

Sharon was a beautiful 24 year old, three years older than Cat. She was five foot, eight inches tall with long dark hair like Cat's, and like Cat, Sharon looked almost anaemic, her skin flawlessly white. Unlike Cat, however, Sharon's body was curvaceous, where Cat's was slim. Sharon had a heart shaped face, full soft lips and large brown eyes. Cat loved Sharon and decided very quickly that this girl was her next good friend. Sharon liked to talk and had difficulty stopping and she was a perfect match for the more softly spoken and anti-social Cat. Sharon was social, adept at organising and manipulating people. 

Cat told Sharon that she liked older guys and Sharon admitted that she liked her men older as well. It was a strange topic to bring up during their first conversation, but Sharon explained to Cat that she had recently broken up with a 53 year old man named Doug, who was an old friend of her father's and now Sharon was just fucking around. Cat grinned and admitted that she was just fucking around and Sharon grinned back. 

Sharon said that she liked married guys and Cat said she had never slept with a married guy before. The older girl told Cat she had to try it at least once because it was so taboo and therefore so worthwhile doing. Cat asked and Sharon told her that she had slept with at least five married men and extra-marital affairs had developed with two of the guys, one really serious. Cat told Sharon that she had been with two boyfriends but they had been immature and the relationships had ended after just a few months. 

The two women exchanged phone numbers and met for lunch a few days later. The talk turned from study and work back to men again. Cat was curious about Doug, Sharon's last boyfriend. 

"Yeah he was married," Sharon said quietly, picking at her salad. 

"Did his wife find out?" 

"Eventually and she has filed for divorce." 

"Why did you break up with him; you got rid of her out of the picture?" 

"My parents stepped in Cat and put a stop to it." 

Cat looked confused. 

"Doug was my dad's brother Cat," Sharon said. 

"What...?" 

"Doug was my uncle," Sharon said, interrupting Cat. "I lied about him being my dad's friend." 

Cat tried to change the subject, but Sharon felt like telling her new friend everything. The young woman sat there looking bitter as she conveyed the tale. Sharon had seduced her favourite uncle, a man she had known all her life and was convinced she loved. She had called Doug, shown up at his office unannounced, invited him out but he had said no, clearly flattered by his niece's attention, but managing to keep her at arm's length. But Sharon had refused to give up, determined to have Doug. 

There would be family barbecues at Sharon's parent's home and Sharon would be wearing her bikini, showing off her delicious white body for Doug to look at. Or else she would sit at his side at the dining table and rub Doug's thigh with one hand while she ate with the other hand, keeping up a conversation with her aunty, Doug's wife as well. Sometimes Sharon would just put her hand on her uncle's erect penis under the table while he covered his gasp with a hastily picked up napkin. 

The phone calls were endless and the emails. Finally a thoroughly horny and confused Doug gave into his desires and invited Sharon out to lunch, and then brought his niece back to an apartment he kept in the city and fucked Sharon all afternoon long. 

The relationship had boiled along for months without Doug's wife or anyone else finding out. Sharon began working in the city and meeting her uncle for lunch at the city apartment and having sex with him nearly every day. Then the two of them began to meet after work, both of them making excuses to their families and spending hours together in bed, their groans of pleasure carrying through the apartment door and into the corridor. 

Finally, Sharon wanted more - she wanted her uncle to leave his wife for his niece, but Doug tried to put Sharon off, asking for more time. When that didn't work Doug tried to reason with an emotional Sharon, explaining that she was his niece and that what she was asking for was impossible. Finally, Sharon had become hysterical and quickly grown enraged, threatening to tell her aunty and her father about the affair if Doug didn't tell Sharon that he loved her and didn't do something to end his marriage with his wife. 

Doug had tried to put an end to the relationship and told Sharon clearly that it was over. The enraged and heart-broken Sharon had spent hours on the phone calling him constantly for days on end, refusing to accept that he had ended their relationship. She sent him email after email, drunkenly proclaiming her love and sat outside his house in her car refusing to come inside, or talk to her aunty, when her aunty came out to see why the clearly upset Sharon was there. 

She then tried a new tact - promising to give Doug the sort of sex he could only every dream of while living with his boring wife - she promised faithfully to worship Doug's penis. She said it all with a twinkle in her eye and a smile playing across her lips. For a moment she almost had him again, but he regained his senses and rejected her and a furious Sharon began stalking her uncle again, convinced she could get him back. Finally the story came out: Sharon's disowned his brother, Sharon's aunty filed for divorce and Sharon's horrified parents sought professional help for their daughter. 

Cat thought it was an amazing story and it gave her a glimpse of just how obsessive her new friend Sharon could be. Cat loved her. 

They were out clubbing the next time they met up. The two of them ignored the irritating and persistent approaches of every young man, as they looked for even one good looking older guy. They were almost ready to give up and go home when they spied a good looking forty-something guy at the bar. It happened so naturally - Cat and Sharon seduced the man together, all three of them left together and Cat and Sharon fucked the man together, having a great time and driving the guy crazy, making him cum three times. 

The two girls laughed about it afterwards, but the threesome had given them a real thrill. From that time on they played as a team whenever they went out. Sharon would approach the lucky guy and break the ice with her conversational skills, getting the surprised guys attention and then Cat would saunter up. The lucky guy, always old enough to be the girl's father would try to ignore the glares from the hostile males around him, his arms around each girl, as they all left together. 

Sometimes Sharon and Cat would take turns kissing a guy, barely letting him get a second before the next girl was sealing his mouth and slipping her tongue in. The two girls could really work a man up that way. Other times they would dance close with a guy, rubbing up against him, moulding their body to his, trying to get him to cum in his pants. Sometimes they actually succeeded. 

Later, back at a guys place the two young women would force the naked guy to lie back on the bed and they would share his engorged penis while he watched amazed. Sharon would kiss the tip softly and then offer the penis to Cat and she would lick the underside of the knob, dragging or flicking at the dick with her tongue. Then they would take turns sucking the oozing penis relentlessly and aggressively, daring the man to maintain his composure and keep himself from cumming. 

Cat loved watching Sharon being fucked. The excited guy would have the sexy brunette on her back, her legs open and forced back and be pile driving Sharon with deep firm strokes while she squirted, groaned and giggled up at the horny guy or looked at Cat. Then sometimes the guy would have Sharon on her hands and knees, the girl's body rocking hard, her breasts swinging, and her head colliding occasionally with the bed head or bedroom wall. 

Sometimes Cat was crazy for it, particularly if she had been watching Sharon fucking some older guy and reaching a powerful orgasm. Cat would screech at the guy, reaching out to claw him as the guy pushed Cat on her back, roughly spread her legs and mounted her. Cat loved dick and she would roll her hips madly, gripping his sides or his ass and urge him on. 

Sharon first met Cat's father Tony six months after the two girl's friendship began. Tony had wanted to have a lunch at his new place and had invited his daughter and a few old friends. He had recently ended his marriage to Cat's mother and his life felt as though it had been turned upside down. He wanted to see Cat and spend some time with her - Cat agreed, but decided to bring Sharon along. 

Tony noticed the strange and beautiful girl staring at him from across the dinner table as he spoke with his daughter over lunch. Sharon had caught his attention and Tony neglected his other guests and spent most of his time talking with the two girls, trying to find out more about Sharon. 

Sharon was dressed in a rich dark green dress that ended at mid thigh, but plunged at the neckline revealing the tops of her breasts. She wore her long dark hair down so it framed her pale face. Tony also noticed his daughter Cat and thought she looked sexy, just like Sharon - Cat was wearing a blue dress even shorter than Sharon's, with a similar plunging neckline. Both girls wore sheer stockings and the highest heels they could find. 

They had a great conversation, talking for the rest of the lunch and then into the evening about Sharon's work and her interests, and then about Cat and everything going on in her life, and also about Tony and his momentous life changes. Tony opened up a few bottles of wine and all three of them drank too much. Cat noticed her friend was interested in Tony and at first it shocked her. Sharon was leaning well forward in her seat, inviting Cat's father to look straight down her dress while she chattered on, and then leering at Tony while she paused to listen to his reply. 

Cat quickly got over her shock and watched the conversation silently. Sharon was grooming him as if Kat's father was one of their nightclub targets and Kat was amused by what she saw, but she also felt a touch jealous. Then slowly Kat leaned forward as well, allowing her dress to fall open so her father could see more of her breasts if he wished to. Was it too much drink which caused Cat to do what she did or a desire to shock her father or something else? Cat wasn't sure, but she felt a thrill of pleasure run down her spine when her own father's eyes dropped to look at Cat's breasts as if he were a robot and Cat had just pushed the right button. 

Then just to top it off Cat began giving her distracted father her best "I'm ready to fuck you now" expression causing Tony to jump when he saw it. Finally, though, the two girls left, climbing into a taxi for the drive home. 

Cat and Sharon laughed uncontrollably in the back of the taxi. 

"Sorry Cat, but I really want to fuck your dad." 

"I know, I know," Cat said, still laughing. "I thought he was going to jump you at one stage, just leap across the table!" 

They laughed again. 

"I thought for a second he was going to jump YOU Cat." 

"Are you serious - no, he's my dad." 

"I saw it Cat, he wanted to fuck you Cat, he wanted to fuck you senseless," Sharon exclaimed as Cat covered her ears, shook her head and shrieked to block out Sharon's voice. 

Cat was so drunk she passed out when she landed in bed that night, but the next morning she felt horrible and gloomily ate her cereal recounting the events from the day before. Cat couldn't believe she had flashed her cleavage at her dad and given him some of her flirtiest looks. She blamed all the wine and her wild child friend Sharon, who always seemed to lead her into trouble or some sort of compromising position. 

Meanwhile, twenty minutes drive away Tony was lying in his bed, sick on the stomach, miserable and horny. He lay there working his penis by hand, groggily thinking about the end of his lunch. Sharon was on his mind and he wished the sexy young 24 year old were there with him, right now in his bed to help him with his erection. Tony wanted to lay the girl back on his bed and get on top and put it inside her. The idea of it made him sigh with pleasure as he stroked his dick faster. 

Then without warning Cat flashed into his mind and Tony gasped with surprise: Tony could see his stunning daughter leaning forward once again and he was looking down her dress at the shape of her pert breasts. And then he pictured Cat as she looked at him - she looked sleazy as if she was all ready to fuck him and all he had to do was just ask. Tony couldn't handle it - he shot his load hard, feeling his semen fire into his cupped hand as his murky mind flashed on first Sharon and then on his daughter. Then it was over and Tony felt bad. 

Tony had always tried to live a moral life - he had married early, straight out of college and moved to the suburbs. He had gone to work and clawed his way up, slaving hours and hours per day at the firm to get ahead, only to come home and work more hours there. He just worked the best years of his life away. There had been good times - his marriage had been good and he had his beloved Kitty Cat, but the marriage had turned slowly bad and he had been cut off from his wife's body several years before the divorce finally came. Kitty Cat had also finally gone, getting her own place and there seemed to be nothing left for Tony. 

Now Tony wanted women, he wanted sex and plenty of it. He had moved out into his own apartment, feeling out of step with the world around him and wondering what sort of life he could expect. And now he had just gone through last night - drinking too much and staring at his own daughter and Cat's young friend. He felt like a pervert and a fool, rather than a smart guy with a sex life going on. 

It was a few weeks before the three of them got together again. Sharon grabbed Cat's arm one day and led her to her father's apartment unannounced. The two girls caught him horny, ready to go out for the evening by himself. 

"Hi," Tony had exclaimed with surprise, as he opened the door. 

"Hi Tony," Sharon said, already in flirtation mode. 

Tony looked sheepishly at his daughter, who looked him in the eye and grinned. He of course welcomed the two girls in, dropping his plans. The two young women came in, circling him. They were both dressed in their usual short tight dresses, stockings and heels. 

"You two are bad for me," Tony said, pouring more wine, two hours after they had arrived. 

"We are - bad that is, but you love us cause of it," Sharon said. 

"I should put you over my knee Sharon and smack you." 

"Well maybe you should Tony, maybe you should." 

Cat abruptly spoke up. She had polished off a few wines and was feeling good. She wasn't drunk, but she suddenly felt like stirring her dad up as well. The lunch three weeks ago was three weeks ago and she set aside any embarrassment or guilt she had felt. He was her dad, but he was also a guy she was attracted to, very attracted to. 

"You used to spank me dad, didn't you. You really gave it to me as well." 

Sharon looked at Cat and gasped and then turned back to look at Tony with a huge grin on her face to see what he would say and do. Tony blushed. He promised himself that he wouldn't look at his daughter's body, nor flirt with her while she was there, but he was sorely tempted to. 

"Did it hurt Cat?" Sharon asked, after not getting any response from Tony. 

"Oh yeah Sharon, he would go to town on me." 

"It wasn't that bad Sharon, Cat's exaggerating," Tony finally said. 

Sharon watched father and daughter. Tony was clearly affected by Cat, trying not to stare at her beautiful body but stealing glances at Cat's legs and her chest. Cat meanwhile was looking across at her father brazenly, letting him gaze all he wanted. He did try keeping his eyes on Cat's, but he couldn't keep his eyes from dropping. Sharon realised he was very horny and probably hadn't been laid in a long time. 

Cat looked across at her friend and Sharon could see Cat was going to proposition her father. Sharon gasped again, surprised that Cat would go this far. Sharon had taunted Cat in the taxi on the way home three weeks ago, after Tony's lunch, about how Tony had wanted to fuck Cat. On that occasion Cat had refused to hear Sharon's stirs, but now three weeks later Cat was considering a night of incest. Sharon marvelled at her friend - she could be so crazy and such a rule breaker. 

Cat stood up and walked around the table. Tony watched his daughter with some alarm, wondering what she was going to do. Cat reached his chair and wriggled between the edge of the table and her father and sat down in his lap, curling up, her behind pressing right down on his erect penis. Tony looked at Cat with surprise and then looked across at Sharon. 




Adventures of Kitty Cat & Sharon



"It's okay Tony," Sharon said softly. 

"Yeah dad, it's okay." 

Tony took his sexy daughter in his arms and tried to keep up a conversation with Sharon and Cat. Having Cat so warm and so close to him disturbed his concentration - she felt so good and it had been a long time since he had held a woman this way. He couldn't help but lose track of the conversation, pausing to gaze at Cat's face and particularly her lips, aware of her gently rubbing his dick with her behind. Sharon and Cat were both silent. 

Cat decided she had had enough. She reached out and cupped her father's face in her hands and then she moved in and her lips met Tony's in a soft kiss. 

"Oh boy," Sharon whispered, leaning forward in her chair. 

Tony kissed Cat back, letting go of his inhibitions and constraining morality, just enjoying his daughter because it felt good and caused his head to spin pleasantly. They kissed endlessly, their lips rolling and their mouths opening and their tongues touching and slipping inside: Cat was running her fingers through her father's hair with one hand and stroking his chest and shoulder with her other hand and Tony was caressing Cat's back, running his hands over her. 

"I feel a bit left out guys; maybe I should go," Sharon suggested. 

"No, come here Sharon," Cat said, after breaking the kiss. 

"Okay, but I don't want to get in the way." 

Sharon stood up and approached Tony. She put her hand on his shoulder, once she had reached him and leant down and in, and her open mouth ran against his and her tongue filled his mouth. Tony sighed happily - his lips and his body tingled as he became more aroused. Cat leant in and kissed her father's ear and neck softly and wetly. Then Sharon broke her kiss and Cat took over, pushing her tongue inside while Sharon kissed his neck. 

Tony was so stirred up. He kissed his daughter passionately on the mouth, his hands groping her body through her dress, reaching between Cat's legs to rub her pussy while she reacted by grinding herself against him and then he turned to Sharon and kissed her, grabbing at her crotch and touching her breasts. 

"Gawd, c'mon dad let's go to bed," Cat said, breathing hard, his lips in the nape of her neck. 

Tony paused for a moment, but he was just so horny and he desperately needed to penetrate Cat. 

The three of them entered his bedroom, shedding shoes and pieces of their clothing as they went, dropping them in the hallway. Tony quickly unzipped his daughters dress and pulled at it while Cat gasped at her father's desperation. The dress came off and then the bra and panties. Sharon meanwhile was unbuckling and unzipping Tony's pants from behind with nimble fingers, letting them drop to the floor while Cat pulled her father's shirt off over his head. 

Cat stood there naked at the edge of the bed, smiling strangely at her father. Tony had stripped her so quickly of her clothing and now he was kissing Sharon and taking her remaining clothes off. Cat got suddenly jealous. 

"Daddy, I need you," Cat whined. 

"Go to her Tony, she needs you more than I do, look at her." 

Tony did look at his daughter. She looked beautiful, her white skin glowing in the soft light, her dark hair hiding her eyes, falling around her face. He could sense her need as he stared at his daughter's pert breasts and at the neat thatch of dark pubic hair. He went to her and kissed her deeply, running his hands over her body, now oblivious to Sharon's presence. Cat lay back on the bed and stroked her father's penis after he lay down next to her and kissed her breasts and ran his large hands over her ribs and belly. 

"I can't fucking stand this anymore dad," Cat stated. 

Tony couldn't either. He needed the incest; his daughter was the one he needed to penetrate. Neither of them wanted him to wear a condom. Cat was lying on her back, her legs open and her knees back so her pussy was open and exposed to her father's large dick. Tony climbed over Cat quickly, adjusting himself, putting the fiery looking tip against her pussy. 

"C'mon dad, don't tease me, please." 

"Shit that's hot guys - incest is so hot," Sharon said, lying down besides the two of them. 

Tony pushed forward and he sighed as the slowly oozing penis sank inside his daughter. She was so snug. He firmly gave his Kitty Cat every hard throbbing inch until he reached rock bottom, his sensitive dick buried in her. 

"Oh my god dad; oh Sharon, it's so good," 

"Ohhh Jesus Kitty Cat, oh man." 

"Fuck her Tony, fuck her," a delighted Sharon urged. 

Father and daughter stared at each other, so surprised to have taken this step together, but so turned on by it as well. Tony looked down at Cat and felt a surge of power run through him - her mascara had run, leaving dark streaks on her white cheeks and her dark red lipstick was smudged around her mouth, but it was her, his own little girl. He was so excited. Tony kissed his daughter, his tongue mingling with hers and then they exchanged whispered conversation, snatches of ragged words as their bodies moved fluidly. 

"Give her the dick daddy, she loves it," Sharon whispered. 

"Sharon, you're so dirty," Cat whispered back, still looking up at her father through half closed eyes. 

"You like it Cat, you like it when I fuck you," Tony asked, not used to talking dirty with a woman. 

"Awwww I love it dad, give it to me." 

Tony had Cat pinned down on his bed. He loved dominating her, restricting his daughters movements by holding her shoulders down as he thrust smoothly, causing his fluid covered cock to squelch as it plunged inside Cat's honey pot again and again and again. Both Cat and Sharon could sense how much he needed to control his daughter - again it was another turn on. 

Soon Cat had exercised her own authority though and she ended up on her hands and knees, facing Sharon so her friend could look at Cat's face as she was fucked. Cat's eyes sparkled serenely and her jaw had dropped and she was groaning softly. Tony was fucking her hard from behind, his hands on her pale slim hips, his urgent advance met with force by Cat's wild swing back. 

"Cat I want a turn, please," Sharon complained, "I know he's your dad, but I need it to." 

Cat sighed, but agreed. She slipped off her father's dick. 

"Lay back Tony," Sharon said, trying not going to let Cat's father control her at all. 

Tony let the two girls push him onto his back. Sharon swung a leg over Tony, took his thick shiny penis in her hand and without reaching for a condom sat down on it, and as her sexy body dropped his dick disappeared inside her. 

Cat felt jealous again, but she held her tongue. Tony and Sharon were really enjoying themselves and Cat was glad, though she felt cheated out of an orgasm. Sharon was so aroused - she was rising and crashing, grinning foolishly, hopelessly impaled on Tony's big penis. Sharon's hair flashed and her breasts bounced as she rose and fell. 

Tony sat up, taking Sharon in his arms, causing her to sit in his lap. The two of them shared a special moment kissing and stroking each other's face as they fucked. Cat could sense that her friend was connecting with her father in such a personal way and feeling something more than she normally felt with one of their nightclub conquests. Tony loved it - Sharon was such a beautiful young woman and she was bubbly and smart and having her so close as they had sex was marvellous, as they could look into each other's eyes and talk softly together. That level of intimacy and pleasure brought Tony near orgasm. 

Sharon came, still sitting in Tony's lap. She looked right at Tony, wanting him to hold her tight, as her body began to shake. He studied Sharon's face, loving what he saw: the tightly closed eyes, the flushed complexion of her skin, the damp stringy hair around her face and her mouth open as she whimpered and moaned, breathing warm air on his face. He held the trembling orgasmic girl in his arms. 

"Daddy, I need you again," Cat whined, after watching Sharon dominate her father's time for so long and reach the orgasm Cat needed. 

Tony welcomed his daughter into his arms. Cat wanted the same treatment that Sharon had received just moments before. She mounted her father and accepted his penis back inside her body. This was the most intense sexual contact Tony and Cat had ever had with another person. They were in each other's arms, she in his lap, their hips rolling and Cat was rising and dropping and Tony was touching his daughters face, softly tracing her lips with his fingers and running his hands over her breasts. 

"I love you dad," Cat whispered, running her fingers through Tony's hair, grinding her hips. 

"I love you too Cat," Tony returned. 

"I'm so close to cumming dad." 

"Yeah me too Kitty Cat," Tony said. 

Cat lay back and Tony climbed on top of her. He pushed her knees back and opened her legs wider. Tony fucked his daughter with short deep strokes, feeling his orgasm emerge from the background of feeling and sensation, becoming more urgent and suddenly flashing through his body. Cat meanwhile had Sharon reaching in and stimulating her clitoris, so Cat reached orgasm as her father began his. 

"Awww Gawd I'm cummminggg dadddd! Awww gawd!" 

"Kitttyyyyy Ohhhhh gawd Caaaaattttt!" 

Sharon laughed happily at her friend and her friend's father. Cat had buried her fingernails in her father's lower back and was scratching at his skin and her toes were curling, her legs and torso taut as she shook and went through her delicious fit. Tony meanwhile had buried his face in the pillow and was flinching hard again and again, his spine curling and his dick was erupting semen. He shot hard inside his warm moist Kitty Cat, each blast causing him to wince and groan. 

"Wow, great cum shot man and without a rubber - you guys are fucking crazy," Sharon enthused after they had finished. 

The three of them showered together and went to sleep, all curled up in bed in a tangle of arms and legs. 

Cat was awoken in the very early morning. She turned over and saw Sharon and her father having sex again. The scene struck Cat as being an extraordinarily beautiful one. Tony had opened the bedroom windows and a warm breeze had caught the curtains and caused them to roll gently. The moonlight from outside had settled on Tony and Sharon. Tony's muscles rippled as he moved rhythmically and the light shone on Sharon, highlighting her dark eyes and her gentle smile. 

Sharon was going to fall in love with Tony, Cat realised, judging by the way Sharon was looking up at him and whispering at him. And that is exactly what happened: Sharon fell in love with Tony, growing just as obsessed with him as she had once been for her own uncle. And Tony fell for his daughter's friend as well. Kat and Tony meanwhile shared an incestuous love - living out those words I love you from that point onwards. The two girls soon moved in with Tony and they all shared the bed together.