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Alicia

By: Maverick Aussie



Sometimes there are "fringe benefits" to a job that you never even think of. Like the time Alicia's mom asked me to paint their kitchen one weekend for $3 an hour or $25, whichever was less. I thought it would be a nice diversion to watch Alicia while I worked--a lot less boring than doing yard work for old Mrs. Bache--but really the money was the thing that made me accept.

I knew Alicia from school, of course--you couldn't help noticing her. She was in her junior year at our college, so I didn't see her much...only a glimpse in the hall now and then. But that glimpse was enough to keep you going for the whole day. She was kind of small, and round--I don't mean she was fat; I mean there were rounded corners to her, nice soft curves everywhere you looked. She had great breasts and a lovely rear that you could watch forever. Sad green eyes looked out of a round face, and a cute red mouth. Her hair was brown and straight, but curled under at the shoulder. No sharp edges anywhere. 

When she first came to the school, I thought she'd cause a riot. New glands weren't strong enough for the strain of watching her sway back and forth down the hall. I remember the time she was wearing a wrap-around skirt one windy day as she walked past the athletic field. Three guys at football drowned in their own hormones. Even her name was great--Alicia. The last name wasn't so great: Morgenstern. Alicia...Morgenstern. Oh well. On a spring day, hanging out with the guys, all you had to do was sigh, "Alicia," and they all knew what you meant.

Anyway, when Mrs. Morgenstern asked me to paint her kitchen, the money was all I really thought about. It would be nice to see Alicia, but I had conditioned myself not to hope for too much. Too many nights of aching need had left me a little older and more cynical. I never expected anything to happen between her and me.

I came to their house in my shorts and T-shirt. (One of the great things about doing odd jobs is you have an excuse to walk around in people's nice houses dressed like a slob.) Mrs. Morgenstern was just getting ready to leave for an Open House across town--she was a real estate agent which was keeping the money coming in--Mr. Morgenstern had gone some years earlier; I never asked how. "By the way," she said over her shoulder, "Alicia will be helping you." I shouldn't have been surprised. By the pay I mentioned earlier, you could tell Mrs. Morgenstern was on the cheap side. She was getting Alicia to help to make sure I came in under 25 dollars. Almost on cue, Alicia came into the hall in cut-offs and a T-shirt and a white painter's cap I bet she bought just for that day. She even had her hair down, neatly brushed & shiny. She really didn't think she was going to get any paint on herself. I heaved a sigh, silently hoped she'd screw things up enough so it would cost $25 anyway, and set to work.

I worked on the ceiling and she worked on the lower cabinets. I pretended it was to save her from straining herself, but the real reason was to watch her bending over. I wasn't concentrating at all, and I had to clean up mistakes more than once. Alicia was feeling pretty saucy, and teased me about my sloppiness and her own impeccable work. She wasn't getting any paint on herself either, after all. I was getting badly tempted to put some on her. For a moment I sensed something going on behind me. I turned around and she was pretending to paint my rear end with a roller. "I'm fixing your face," she said. I reached over with my brush and swatted her on her little nose. She yelped as if she had been bitten. "Get it off!" she cried. "Relax, it's just a little paint." "Get it off! It's going to hurt my nose!" I wet a towel in the sink and carefully wiped off her nose. She was pouting like a hurt little child. "Is that better?" For an answer, she grinned like a wolf and hit me full in the face with a loaded paintbrush.

After about three hours (only $9!) I had to admit that we were done. We got everything together and took it into the backyard to wash out. They had a big backyard with high walls--at least 8 feet--and a patio, and a lawn with soft green grass, warmed by the summer sun. We took the garden hose and rinsed out the painting tools, and then our hands (and face). I gave Alicia the hose and watched her wash the one bit of paint she got on herself, on the inside of her thigh. "Can I help you with that?" I grinned. She stopped, and slowly started to raise her head. By the time I saw that grin again on her face, I realized I had made a tactical error by giving her the hose. "Don't...you...dare." She stalked toward me with the water pistol, looking just like a murderess stalking her prey. "Don't...even...think it." She giggled in an evil way and kept walking toward me. I got the idea I could wrestle the "gun" out of her hand. Bad idea. I got it in the face for the second time that day.

I tried grabbing the hose from her again, then finally made a retreat. "You better not let me get ahold of that hose, sister," I said as threateningly as I could. But I couldn't help smiling, either at the thought of what I was going to do to her, or at the expression on her face. She still had that wicked smile, the tip of her tongue between her teeth. Such a doll face, such an evil smile! I "rushed" her and got soaked, but this time I got ahold of her wrist. (I think I grabbed something else for a moment, but I'm not sure.) She curled up into a ball, trying to keep me from getting control of the "gun." She didn't dare press the handle in that position. Perfect. I crouched over her, slowly moving my grip up to her hand. "No, no, please don't," she half laughed, half squealed. I reached her hand and closed her fingers over the handle.

The stream of water shot her square in the stomach. She put up with it for three whole seconds, screaming at the top of her lungs, before she dropped the hose and ran. I picked up the hose and soaked her good just as she got around the corner of the house. This went on, back and forth, as the game got "dirtier and dirtier," ambushing each other, wrestling (with the hose getting less and less attention), until I had her cornered. "No, please don't, please, I'll do anything," she pleaded, laughing so hard she was almost crying. I stalked her, playing the mock rapist, holding the hose suggestively at waist-level...then I stopped. I couldn't believe it! Her hair was dry! After all that, her hair was still perfectly combed, and not a drop of water on it! Slowly, menacingly, I advanced toward her, unscrewing the "gun" from the hose. My God, what evil deed did the mad rapist have in store for his victim?

Alicia stood there in the corner, beside herself with laughter, and yet now almost a little afraid of my expression. I stalked toward her, closer, closer... ...gently lifted the hose over her head and let the water pour down on her, ruining in a moment her beautiful hairdo. She stood there, ready to burst either with laughter or tears, I don't know which...I was laughing. The release of that moment was tremendous. Everything changed. I stood there, still holding the hose, watching the water pour over her head,her shoulders, her breasts...lovely round breasts... Her face was relaxed, her eyes closed in rapture as she let the water wash over her. I stood very close to her, really noticing everything for the first time; how the water sparkled in the sun, how it flowed over her shoulders down to her breasts, where her nipples showed through the soaking wet fabric; her soft, golden legs, little drops of water gleaming on her skin; her round, angel face, with such an expression of enjoyment; her bright green eyes, now looking into mine.

I moved the hose down to the back of her neck, the water pouring in a sheet across her shoulders and down her back, over her lovely ass. She arched her back, pressing herself against me. Very softly, I touched her lips with mine, slowly kissing her more and more deeply, pressing against her, letting her feel how hard I was for her. She wanted to feel it. She met the force of my body with her own, letting me feel every part of her softness against me. I let the water pour down between us, feeling the delicious warm flow lubricating us, but not cooling the heat. I put the mouth of the hose against her nipple and the water squirted up into our faces. Laughing, I stepped back and moved the hose back and forth over her, letting the water play over her body, watching the different directions it ran down.

Alicia looked at me, her angel eyes filled with such lust. She bit her lower lip...or did she say something to me? I stepped forward again and unbuttoned her cut-offs, then let the water trickle down inside. We kissed deeply, our tongues flicking across each other playfully. She reached around me and pulled off my T-shirt, then stepped away so I could get a better look at her as she peeled off her own top, never for a moment taking her eyes off me. Her tits were round yet slightly pointed, reminding me almost of Hershey's Kisses, with the little round tips of her nipples. I went to her, then down on my knees and took one of her breasts in my mouth, sucking in as much as I could. She bent slightly to meet my kiss, letting a little cry escape from her throat. My tongue swirled around her little nipple, then to the other one, back and forth, Alicia squirming more and more.

Looking up at her, I saw her face turned up toward the sun, basking in the warmth above and below. She bit her lip again, but I seemed sure she was saying something under her breath. I took the hose and stood up again, and took her in my arms. I reached behind and lifted the edge of one leg of her cut-offs, and slipped the hose up inside, between her legs. She put her arms around my shoulder and nuzzled her face against my neck, pushing back against the streaming water, feeling it gush against her pussy and between the cheeks of her ass. I watched her hips moving slowly,obscenely in little circles, and the water dripping out of her pants, and started feeling very thirsty. She ran the tip of her tongue around the edge of my ear and whispered something. This time I heard what she said. She unbuttoned my shorts and pulled out my stiff cock. She took it in both hands and started stroking up and down. She pulled the hose out of her shorts and got down on her knees. She took the hose in her mouth and started going up and down on it, licking it around the opening. She was going crazy--and so was I, just watching her. She took a bit of water in her mouth and then went down on my cock. The feeling was incredible.

She held her lips tight around me as she slid my cock in and out of her mouth, swirling the water around with her tongue until she swallowed and sucked the water off my stiff dick. "Don't come yet," she said. "I'm trying not to." She slid her tongue up and down, then poured water over my dick as it lay on her tongue. I couldn't believe I was watching this doll face, ready to swallow my cock whole. She pulled my shorts the rest of the way down, then rolled onto the grass and peeled off her own cut-offs. I watched her as she rolled around on the soft grass, moaning with lust, both of us ready to explode. She wrapped the hose around her like it was a snake, pulling it between the cheeks of her ass, over her pussy, and up to her mouth. She rocked her hips back & forth, rubbing it between her legs. I went to her and knelt beside her on the warm soft grass. I could feel my stiff cock waving in the air as if looking for something to go into.

I took the hose from Alicia and let the water pour over her, reminding me of syrup pouring over a stack of pancakes. I let the water trickle onto her clit. She rocked her hips up & down as the water splashed onto her pussy. I moved between her legs, and still letting the water pour on her, I moved my dick back and forth, matching her rhythm so the tip touched the folds of her pussy, then deeper and deeper with each stroke, so that before either of us knew it we were fucking in the soft wet grass, my cock moving in and out to meet each thrust of her hips. I bent down to nibble and suck on her lovely tits. Alicia cupped them in her hands, lifting them up to my mouth so that I could suck on them more. The speed of our fucking increased, then slowed, as we enjoyed every inch of the pleasure we gave each other, then sped up again as our animal lust took control. I felt I was in a dream. I had watched this beautiful girl from afar, had her in my fantasies, and now it was really happening; I was fucking my sweet Alicia in the soft summer grass in her back yard.

The moment came rushing upon us. She wrapped her legs around my back and held me tightly as I pushed all the way into her then stayed there. We kissed long and deeply as I felt myself shooting inside of her, the lips of her pussy contracting around me as if to milk me dry. We lay in the sun together, perfectly content, kissing and stroking each other lovingly, gently. Eventually we got up, turned off the hose (the yard was a swamp by then) and went inside. While our clothes were in the dryer, we showered together to get the grassy smell out of ourselves, while we discovered the pleasures soapy water and bath oil could bring.

An hour later we sat contentedly on the sofa, Alicia's hair perfect once again, watching TV when Mrs. Morgenstern finally came back. She was amazed at how good a job we had done. "Everything's so neat and clean--not a speck of paint anywhere!" 

"We cleaned up very thoroughly," I said. Alicia & I gave each other a grin behind her mother's back. 

"How long did it take?" asked Mrs. Morgenstern as she opened her purse.

"Oh, it only took--"

"--Five hours," Alicia said. "We would've finished sooner, but I kept messing up--he had to fix all my mistakes." I looked at Alicia, letting her know with my eyes what kind of a present she was going to get from me. If she thought she had a good time today, just wait till next time. 

"So that's 15 dollars," Mrs. Morgenstern said. "Oh, here--25 dollars. I really couldn't keep it from you--not after the *wonderful* job you did!" She looked at the kitchen as if she were viewing a painting. "You're quite a handyman. We have to find more jobs for you to do around here--I have to get you in this house as often as possible!" 

"I sure hope so!" I said.

Alicia



My wife and I have a large group of friends. We love to have them over for dinners, parties, and cook outs. I have long been a flirt and do flirt unmercifully with all of the women, old and young alike but have never done more than that. Sometimes I really get it going with one lady who must be in her late 50's or early 60's, and sometimes others join in the fun. 

One day I was working in the yard putting a birdhouse on an 8-ft pole. She (Margaret) and my wife (Suzie) were sitting on the deck watching when she yelled across to me, "That's a nice pole you have there, Sam." I responded, "Yeah, want to hold it for me?" That conversation deteriorated rapidly to become purely about sex, fucking, and etc. After she went home, Suzie and I had the best sex we had enjoyed in months!

We had a party a few weeks later and there were 25 or 30 people there for a cook out. Margaret was there and brought her son (Ralph) and his wife (Alicia). Alicia is 23 and very sexy. Suzie, Margaret and I have discussed her and agreed that when Alicia walks through a room of men every one of them are left breathless. Not because she dresses extremely sexy, nor because she tries to emphasize her sexuality, but because she "has it." I never see her without feeling the old familiar stirrings in my groin, and some times I get an erection just watching her. She is not particularly beautiful and is a little plump, but that doesn't detract from her sexiness.

Today was no different. She walked up to me at the grill and said "Hey, sexy man. How would you like me to jump your bones?"

"Hey, Kid. There are several ways you could jump my bones! Take your pick. If you ever followed through with that you would throw rocks at Ralph."

"That's what you think," Ralph joined in. 

"Lets do it at my house so I can watch. I might even be able to add a little flavor of my own," said Margaret. And we all laughed and agreed that we would do that very thing "some day."

I work at home, and was at my desk fairly early on Tuesday morning after the party when the phone rang. I answered and it was Alicia.

"Hey, sexy man. How about I drop by and jump your bones?"

"OK by me. Any time you get the urge." The conversation lasted a few minutes about other things, then she hung up, leaving me there with my thoughts of what I would like to do to/with her if she ever did follow through with one of these teasing promises.

The doorbell rang and I answered it and was surprised to see Alicia. She pushed past me and ran down the steps to my office in the basement. I followed at a slower pace. As soon as I reached the basement floor she was in my arms. I held her as her lips pressed against mine and her tongue slipped past my lips and found my tongue. Wonderful!

I already had an erection from our previous conversation and my thoughts about her. She found it very quickly with one of her hands and whispered between kisses, "Is it always like this, or were you waiting for me?" I said in words broken by tongues touching, lips pressing together and breath becoming shorter "I was thinking about you ever since you called. God, I never thought you would stop by like this."

"I came to fuck your brains out. My god I have wanted you for a long time."

We moved toward my work table that had papers spread across it and hastily removed them. Most fell on the floor, but I didn't care. Her clothes were falling on the floor among the papers, and were being quickly joined by mine as well.

I loved sucking her nipples and holding her breasts in my hands. Her breathing stopped, then she gasped as I pinched one nipple between the thumb and fingers of my right hand, as my teeth gently brushed the other and my tongue massaged it expertly.

My hand moved down from her breast to her bush as my mouth moved to the other breast and sucked as much of it as possible in and began sucking, tonguing and gently biting. "Oh, Sam. Yes! Don't stop. God, that feels wonderful. Oh, Yes. Sam, Fuck Me. I need an orgasm, Fuck me!!"

My hand cupped her bush and slid between her spread legs to caress its full length from the top down to her ass hole. As my hand moved back up a finger dug through the hair and slightly entered the slit to find it very moist. 

I could feel her hand gently stroking my cock and squeezing it as she stroked me.

I inserted a finger in her pussy and found the opening to be fairly small, and very wet. I inserted a second finger and heard her breathing become ragged and loud. Her face and chest had red splotches from passion and her eyes were closed. "Oh, Sam. Fuck me! I need you to Fuck me now!!"

Without any hesitation, I pushed her back on the table and buried my face in her pussy. My tongue found the opening, which had been massaged by my fingertips earlier, and I fucked her with my tongue. I ran my tongue around the opening, then plunged it as far inside as I could get it. After repeating that several times, I could feel her body begin to tense and felt her stomach muscles tighten. I continued moving my tongue in and out of her pussy and sucking her pussy lips into my mouth. "Oh, God. Oh, Sam. Eat Me. My God, That is wonderful. Suck me harder. Make me CUM. I want to CUM so much. EATTTT MEEE. OH, GOD!!"

I moved my tongue down her slit and out of her pussy. I licked around her ass hole and then back to her pussy. As my tongue entered her pussy again she exploded "OH, GOD. I'm CuMMMing!! OH, YES!! DON'T STOP!!."

I moved my lips over her clit and gently sucked it into my mouth as far as it would go. I sucked on it. Licked it, and gently touched it with my teeth as I sucked it in and pushed it nearly out of my mouth. She completed the orgasm and I didn't even slow down. In fact I increased the pace and moved a hand between her legs to slip 2 fingers into her pussy. Her juices were flowing very well now and my hand was wet with her cum. "That's it, Yes, Fuck me with your fingers! Suck my Clit, MY GOD, I'm going to CUM.... I'M CUMMMMMMMMINGGGGGGGG."

She crashed after that orgasm, and I picked her up and moved her over to the couch so I could lay her down. I held her in my arms, cuddled her, and stroked her hair, her breasts, and her stomach for several minutes after her breathing returned to normal. I cuddled her until she began to stir.

Alicia said, "Man, that was the most wonderful orgasm. I never expected anything like that when I came over."

"OH No? What did you expect, I asked breathlessly." 

"I never expected you to eat me like that. That was the best I ever had. You need to teach Ralph how to do that." 

"I'd be happy to" I said as she moved off the couch and onto her knees in front of me.

She took my cock in her hand and looked at the moisture on the end of it, then licked her tongue out and slurped it up in one motion. She looked up at me and said, "You are bigger than I thought you would be. In fact, Ralph is large, but not like you. Tastes good, too."

Then she made an "O" with her lips, positioned them over my cock and moved her head down until her lips were 6 or 7 inches down my cock. I didn't feel a thing since she had moved her tongue, lips, and cheeks away from my cock and inserted it that deep without allowing my cock to touch or be touched by anything. I watched incredulously as she took a deep breath and finally let her lips touch my cock. She blew her breath out her mouth and puffed out her cheeks, then moved her lips down my shaft another inch or two. 

Then she made contact with my cock. Her tonsils touched the end of my cock and allowed it to slip past them. They enclosed my cock head with warmth that I had never felt before. Only after her tonsils surrounded my cock did she open her lips and allow the air out of her mouth. As she did, she engulfed my cock from one end to the other instantly with her warmth. 

Her tongue began moving up and down on the underside of my cock. She moved her head up and down so my cock could go past her tonsils and into her throat.

I couldn't believe it. This was the only time anyone had ever been able to take my entire cock in her mouth. It was incredible! Simple words can not describe how good it felt. Then my nut sac began to contract and I knew I would cum. Only a few strokes!! My God!! I couldn't believe the intensity of this feeling!!

"Holy Shit! I'm Cumming already!! MY GOD, I AM CUUUUMMMMIIINGGGG.!"

Alicia never missed a beat. She swallowed my cum and continued fucking me with her tonsils. I felt a finger slip in my asshole, and her other hand caressed by balls. She expertly worked to prevent me from losing my erection. I wasn't interested in having her quit now, even if I had just CUM. It was good, but I wanted more.

I had never felt anything as good as her mouth and tonsils on my cock.

She continued to slide my cock in and out of her mouth. Each time she made certain she swallowed my cockhead as far as she could. In just a few strokes I could feel my cock hardening and stretching to its full length again. 

Her finger was replaced with two fingers, which she had lubricated with juice from her pussy. She moaned as she fucked me with her fingers and sucked me with her mouth. Her tongue moved quickly over my cock as it slid in and out of her mouth and past her tonsils.

I could feel the passion still churning in both of us as she sucked me back to life in her own special way.

I lifted her off my cock and pulled her into my arms. She guided my cock into her very moist pussy and my 10 inches impaled her in a single stroke as she gasped and exclaimed, "OH, God. That feels wonderful."

We began to fuck each other and quickly picked up the rhythm. She wanted my cock as deep as possible in her pussy. She took it all and only relinquished it from her depths in order to have it slip to the surface and plunge deeper on the next stroke.

Since both of us had cummed earlier we had much more staying power. We fucked for longer than I had ever fucked before and both of us were completely engulfed in passion. It was the most incredible feeling. In fact, we were so engrossed in our passion that we did not hear the door open or the footsteps that came down the stairs to the basement.

My Orgasm was building and I knew that I would not be able to hold back much longer so I slipped a finger down to her clit and gently massaged it. Her breath quickly began to come in gasps. Her face was red with passion and both of us increased our movements as we came closer to orgasm

"OH, God, I'm going to cum" she breathed between gasps. "I'm going to CUM. Cum with me Sam. Oh, Fuck me Sam. Fuck Me. Fuck Me Sam. OH, GOD, CUM With me. OH, Shit, CUM WITH ME SAM, I'M CUMMING. I'm CUMMMMMMIIIIIINNNNNGGGG." 

And at this same instant I joined in. I spurted my Cum inside her warm loving pussy as I grunted "UNH, UUNNHHH, GUUNNHHH, I'm CUMMMINGGG WITH YOU!!. Alicia, I'm CUMMMING with YOU. UUNNHH UUUNNNHHH."

We collapsed into each other's arms and were totally shocked when we head Margaret say, "Now that's how it should be done!!"

Both Alicia and I said, "Oh, Shit" almost in unison.



Alicia--An Excerpt



I called Alicia on Thursday night, as she had instructed. "Why don't you come over here tomorrow night?" she asked. I readily agreed, and promised to make dinner.

Alicia had on a loose cotton lounging outfit when she opened the door of her condo. Her thick red hair spilled over her shoulders. She had on a slightly musky scent, and I could see that she wore no bra underneath her top. "Come in," she said, leading me into an expensively furnished living room.

The walls were a pleasant ivory white, the carpet was bluish-gray. Alicia's furniture consisted of overstuffed couches and armchairs. A very nice stereo played some light classical, that sounded like Mozart. There was a sliding glass door which led to a balcony, and adjoining the living room was a smaller dining room. A very comfortable place, I thought.

Alicia had dimmed the lights a little, and although it was still light outside, the shadows were lengthening.

I had a bag of groceries in my arms. Alicia led me to the compact kitchen. I unloaded the bags, and she picked up the nice medium-dry blush I had chosen. "Good choice," she remarked.

"Thanks," I said. "Let me chill it, and I'll pour you some."

"Sure," she said. She left me alone in the kitchen, and went over to the couch. She reclined and closed her eyes, apparently listening to the music. I put the wine in the freezer to chill faster, and set about making dinner. I had some nice fresh salmon, rice, and a salad.

Ten minutes later, I had the oven preheating and the salmon laid out and seasoned. The rice was measured, and the salads were made and cooling in the refrigerator. I took the wine out, and poured two glasses, then went over to the couch.

Mozart was still on. "I like Mozart," I remarked. "I do, too," she replied. "Of all the classical composers, I find his music to be the most, ah, accessible."

"They say he wrote music for the people, not just the elite. His operas are great, too."

She seemed a bit nervous, ill at ease. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yes," she said. "It's just that I've never done much of this sort of thing. Men usually avoid me." She looked at me. "I don't know how to act around you, Phillip."

"Well, all I can say is that I've enjoyed our time together so far. I'm a little nervous, too, but I know that I like being with you. Let's just try to relax and have a nice evening."

She smiled a little. "Okay," she said.

"Now," I said, "you just relax for a while longer, while I finish making dinner."

For the next twenty minutes or so, I rattled pots and pans. I watched Alicia over the counter. After a while, she curled up on the couch, and closed her eyes again, concentrating on the music.

I must say that I really outdid myself on dinner. The salmon was cooked just right. The rice was tender, the salad fresh. The wine was a bit cooler by now, and perfect for the meal. I watched with some pride as Alicia--no false modesty for her--ate heartily of my cooking. We talked, we drank, we ate. She gradually loosened up some, and even gave me one of her best smiles.

After dinner, I served the coffee and dessert--strawberry shortcake. Alicia ate heartily. I was proud of my cooking and proud of her appetite.

I sent her to the couch while I loaded the dishwasher, and then I got out the bottle of cognac I had brought. I served more coffee and the cognac to her on the couch. She said, "God, Phillip, I could get used to this kind of treatment."

"All part of the plan," I said.

I dimmed the lights a little more, and we put on some Aaron Copland. "He's one of my favorite modern composers," I said. I sat down beside her on the couch, and asked, "How was dinner?"

Alicia looked down at me and said, "It was delicious. I don't usually eat that well, living alone. Most of the time I just put something in the microwave."

"I don't either," I said. "I live alone also. It's just not worth the trouble."

Alicia reached over and put her arm around me, pulling me closer. I could feel the heat of her big breasts. She bent down, and we kissed. It was a searching kiss: not hungry or sloppy. We touched our lips together, opened our mouths slowly, and let our tongues come together, tentatively at first, then with more desire.

I put my arms around her neck and moaned a little as my big woman consumed me with her lips and tongue. I gave myself up to the sensations; I felt a barrier inside of me crumble as Alicia crushed me to her.

She moaned slightly, breathing heavily, and then broke the kiss. She looked at me intently, a mixture of emotions passing across her face. I saw fear, and anger, and then, finally, I saw desire. Her lips were full and slightly swollen. Her eyes were shining and glazed. For a moment, she seemed to have turned inward; inspecting and reviewing the feelings coursing through her. She closed her mouth and swallowed, stood up, took my hand, and led me into her bedroom. 

              *   *   *

Alicia's bedroom was dark except for the lamp on the bedside table. Her bed was large, a king-size at least. She unbuttoned my shirt, a bit clumsily, but she got it done. She stripped it off me, and threw it on the floor. Then, she undid my belt buckle, unfastened my pants, and let them drop to the floor. She pushed me down on the bed, knelt and stripped off my shoes, socks, and pants.

I had on jockey shorts. Those were down in a flash, exposing my erect cock. Alicia took hold of it gently and examined it closely. She stroked it a few times, then stood up and hurriedly took off her own clothing, leaving it in a puddle on the floor. God, she looked magnificent nude! Alicia was not fat, but she was large. She had what I would call a voluptuous figure. She got up on the bed with me, took me in her arms, and I was suddenly immersed in mountains of sweet-smelling womanflesh. Her breasts were soft and fragrant, and I buried my face in them, kissing the hollow. Alicia grabbed my hair and pulled my face up to hers. She crushed her lips down on mine and I was overcome by the power and intensity of the kiss. Alicia and I were like two parched travelers, who, having finally found an oasis, were drinking deeply of the cool water.

Now, I was not a virgin, and neither was Alicia. I reached down between her thighs to find her pussy very, very wet. I stroked it gently, and Alicia pressed my hand deeper and moaned.

"I want to kiss you down there," I whispered.

She needed no coaxing. Immediately, she laid on her back and drew her knees up. I started at her breasts, covering them with kisses, and moving downward slowly. I sucked hard on her nipples, causing her to gasp with pleasure. I kissed slowly downward over her smooth, white belly, past her navel, and then into the thick, crimson patch of pussy hair. I leaned down, put my lips against her labia majora, and parted her tart pussy lips with my tongue.

Alicia moaned with pleasure, and I put my whole mouth on her pussy, tasting her fully, and licking and sucking her swollen clit. I moved down to her anus, probing that puckered orifice with my tongue, then moved back up again, engulfing her clit with my mouth.

"Oh, don't stop Phillip!!"

I flicked her clit back and forth, gently but firmly with my tongue until Alicia tensed, and with a loud cry, climaxed.

"I want your cock in me now! Hurry!" she ordered.

I scooted around and got between her legs. Alicia took my rock-hard cock in her hand and placed it at the flowing entrance to her pussy. My God, she was wet! I pushed a little, then practically fell into her. Genitals and mouths locked together in a soul kiss, and we began moving together rhythmically. She was so hot and our desire so strong that it was all I could do to keep from coming right then. But I somehow held back, and Alicia coached me through the loving.

"Okay, higher, that's it. Now lower. Oh god that's good. Down, deeper, faster, oh, fuck me hard!"

"I can't hold out much longer! I'm going to come!" I gasped.

"Don't come yet. Just a little longer. Oh, oh, oh!!" Alicia screamed out another orgasm, and I was nearly thrown off her. At the same time, my pleasure peaked, and my semen spurted into her hungry pussy.

Exhausted, we slept spoon fashion, with Alicia's big arms wrapped around me and her breasts pressed against my back. When we awoke, it was two in the morning. We cuddled a little, talking quietly, and Alicia turned on the lamp. She ran her hands over my body, murmuring, "Such lovely smooth skin."

"Alicia," I said, "I've got to ask you a question."

"Okay," she said.

"Would you ever consider...I mean, you wouldn't think it was too weird if..."

"What?" she asked.

"I want you to spank me, please. Spank me hard."

Silence. It seemed interminable. I waited, hardly breathing.

"Get across my lap," she said finally.

Trembling, I complied. "You have been a very bad boy, Phillip Vandermere," she said sharply.

"I know, Mistress."

"What kind of punishment do you think you should receive?"

"I think I need a spanking, Mistress. A good, hard spanking."

"Then that's just what you're going to get," she said.

Then Alicia began spanking me on my butt and the backs of my thighs with a hard hand. It was a spanking that would keep me red for several days afterward. I squirmed and tried to crawl away, but she held me firmly and spanked me steadily. She really knew what she was doing. The punishment went on and on. Her hand never seemed to tire. Eventually, my tears began to flow, and in the midst of my pain, I realized something. I realized that my ass was taking the brunt of years of pent-up anger at other men; men who had avoided her, insulted her, tried to hold her back or manipulate her. My cock was nestled between her soft thighs, and the contrast between that exquisite pleasure, and the exquisite pain I was experiencing at her hands was almost enough to make me come then. But soon, the pain became too much to bear, and I was sobbing.

Eventually, she stopped. I think her hand finally became tired. "That's enough," she said. Painfully, I got off and lay down beside her on the bed. Seeing my erection, she bent down and, with a little cry, quickly took me into her warm, wet mouth. She sucked me until I was just about ready to burst, then took her mouth off, lay back and threw her legs open. "Get on top of me now!" she said.

I scrambled to do so, and drove my cock into her up to the hilt. This time, there was no pacing ourselves. We were like animals. We grunted and groaned: Me in mixed pleasure-pain, Alicia in pure, demanding pleasure.

"Oh god, pound me, Phillip!" Alicia gasped. I kept up a steady hard rhythm. Alicia dug her nails into my tender ass, sending a shock wave of pain through my body.

"Oh Mistress, I can't hold out any longer," I cried. The pressure in my cock was unbearable. I cried out loudly as my climax hit me, and I shot gob after gob of thick hot sperm into Alicia's snatch.

Alicia sensed my climax, and, just at the time I was coming, shuddered deeply and climaxed as well. We fucked right through our climaxes, enjoying every nuance of feeling, our lips locked together, moaning into each other's mouths.

When we were finally done, we were both breathing as if we had just run a marathon. Alicia wouldn't let me out of her until I was too soft to stay in. Then we slept, arms and legs entangled, for the rest of the night.



Alicia and Her Ex-Stepdad



Her name was Alicia Andrews and she was the happiest 18-year old in the world. Her 42-year-old mother divorced her sexy and hot stepfather after a brief 8 months marriage. His name was Victor Laurie and he used to be her tennis coach and then her stepfather. Alicia hated the idea that Victor was fucking her mother in the next room nearly every night and she could hear them from her room. Their wild nights were not secrets to her because her mother was a screamer. What a bitch! She had been lusting over Victor for a very long time. The first time she set her eyes on him was when she was 14. His toned tanned body gleamed under the sun and she knew that he was for her. Hovering just above six feet, he was a God to her. Black hair with a tint of grey on his temples and at 43, he was beyond hot! Even thinking about Victor made her wet every time.

Her mother had to destroy everything. They fucked a few times and they got married. She was 17 when they got married. Alicia’s body was at full bloom and he did not even notice. She was taller than her mother was and at 5 feet 11 inches with a 25-inch-waist together with a 36-inch hip and the most valuable asset, pair of breasts that make many heads turn young and old. Her body was so toned as she did play tennis but lost interest right after they got married. She just could not bear the image that Victor was making her mother cum every night. She planted a few evidence in his car, at his office and on him. Perfume here and there. A few thongs tossed here and there. Calling his cell phone at night using an untraceable number. She was victorious! They divorced.

A few weeks after the divorce, her mother had to go for a conference in Miami. She had the whole house all to herself for one week. Excellent. She could do whatever she wanted. She was in her bedroom and she took a box under her bed. She opened the box and there were numerous photos of Victor. There were also clothes that he had worn. She took his shirt out and sniffed hard. Her toes curled remembering the smell of him. Her vagina started to drip. She then crawled on to her bed. She lay there, took off her small shirt, and rubbed her breasts. She then rubbed her breasts with the shirt. Imagining his huge hands were squeezing and kneading them. She then slipped her hand into her light blue panty and started to finger her self. “Oh…Victor…Ooh.” She gurgled. The image of Victor straddling her made her cum just like that. After changing her soaked light blue panty with another identical one. She put away the box under her bed. She then lay on her bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She woke up at night. Startled. She was not in her room. She was in the basement. She was actually dangling and her feet did not touch the ground while her arms were tied to a pillar. She was scared. She was not wearing anything except for her small light blue panty. She started to cry. A pair of hands suddenly covered her ample breast from behind. She screamed and her legs started to kick but to no avail. The attacker was behind her. The rough hands stroke and pinched her breast until she was screaming with pain. “Stop! Please! You are hurting me!” she begged. He left her.

The basement was poorly lit. The door to the basement lit the place and she could only see a little. She felt so afraid that the attacker might kill her. She was too young to die. The attacker moved to her front. She could not see his face. He was wearing dark pants with a dark shirt and a ski mask. His green eyes gleamed with hatred and lust. He was eyeing her cunt that was straining against the flimsy material of her panty. He took out a big knife and put it on her thigh. She cried hard. Her breasts shook violently and that made him laugh. She dared not use her long legs to kick him because she was afraid that he might use the knife to mutilate her.

He used the tip of the knife to cut her panty slowly. To Alicia it seemed forever. The panty fell to the concrete floor. One hand holding the knife and pointed the knife to her throat while the other rubbed her mound. “No! Please!” she begged again. She flinched when one of his huge long fingers swiftly was inserted in her vagina. It was quite painful. He then came nearer sniffing her hair. Her sense unexpectedly reeled with a familiar scent. It conjured such lustful suppressed images of Victor. Her eyes tried to focus and she knew that the attacker was he. The same height, the familiar scent and he aroused such familiar lust in her. Her vagina started to drench with juices. Victor’s eyes flickered to her face. He turned his finger in her cunt and the wall of her vagina clenched. Alicia started to moan. 

“You cheap whore. You want me?” 

	He cut the material that tied her arms and she fell to the ground. He grabbed her hair, dragged her up towards the kitchen, and pushed her near the dining table. She could feel her heart was beating so fast with excitement. This man was going to fuck her at last. He pushed everything from the table and everything broke into pieces. He then asked her to sit at the edge of the table. Her long legs touched the carpeted floor. Her young supple body glistened under the soft lights with perspiration. Her breasts moved up and down with her labored breath while her cunt exposed to Victor’s view.

	“Since you want my cock soo bad, let us start with this…”

	He was holding a small rolling pin that he took from the kitchen drawer. Alicia squirmed on the dining table. However, the idea of that thing being inside her cunt made it dripped even more. Terror and anticipation mixed with excitement that she had to suppress for many years. He came between her legs and with one hand, he pushed her shoulder roughly and she fell back. She could feel the wooden rolling pin at the entrance. 

	“See…you are such a whore. Your juices are on your mothers’ dining table. What a nice sweet revenge!”

	She could feel it at the entrance of her cunt. She was frantically controlling herself from pouncing on the man standing between her legs. Then he pushed it inside slowly, she then felt pain. “No…it’s painful!” Her body shot upright and she could see that only a few inches was inserted. “Please….stop….it’s too much…,” she begged. He then grabbed her face and kissed her hard. Alicia opened her mouth with abandonment. His tongue was fucking her mouth. His teeth bitting and he hurt her luscious lips. She could taste blood. She was now really afraid. She had to admit it.

	“Victor…please…stop. I’m a virgin.” She said with such tenderness in her voice.

	He froze. A few moments later, he took out the rolling pin. Still between her legs he hugged her. He did not say anything. She savoured her warmth that she had. Her cunt was so close to his cock and she could feel that it was hard. She pressed even deeper into his embrace. My cunt was flowing with the apprehension. He was slightly alarmed and let her go. He then took off the ski mask and looked at her. His eyes showed that he was beyond upset.

	“I’m sorry Alicia. So sorry.”

	“Please hug me Victor,” she said.

	He hugged her again and she felt that she was in heaven. The smell of his aftershave filled her senses. She then asked him to carry her upstairs because she was too weak. He obliged and he brought her to her mother’s bedroom.

	He put her on the massive bed and started to walk away. Alicia was stunned and quickly held him. Her long arms encircled his lean waist. Her face on his lower back whispering something inaudible. 

	“What? I cant hear you Alicia.” 

	“Don’t leave me. Please Victor. I want you!” 

	His whole body trembled. Alicia a virgin that she was, did watch numerous porn and did peek when Victor fucked her mother. Her dainty fingers moved lower from Victor’s waist and massaged his cock. She was ecstatic when it twitched and grew under the material of his pants. She moved her up and from behind she used the palms of her hands to massaged his glorious chest. She could feel his heartbeat accelerated. She used her tongue and licked and nuzzled his neck. It was too much for the 43-year-old divorcee. 

Victor turned around and looked at his ex-stepdaughter naked young body damped from the previous ordeal. Lips swollen from his savage kisses. He touched the tender lips. Her tongue playfully licking his fingers. Victor took his hands away. He then looked at the heaving breast. Those young yielding breasts damp from perspiration. She took his hands and put them on her generous orbs. Victor could not control himself but squeeze hard. She sucked her breath hard. Soon, she was on her back at the middle of his ex-wife’s bed. He knew she purposely spread her legs even apart so that he could see her wet shaved cunt. An athletic toned blonde bombshell virgin cunt of an 18-year-old. Who could say no? 

	He pulled her legs so that her cunt was near the edge of the bed. He went down on his knees. The smell of her was intoxicating. She moaned as his tongue started lapping her like a cat lapping on warm milk at first. She wriggled on the bed. Head tossed and hands searching for the man of her dream. “I want you Victor! Oh…ooh…please…,” his tongue worked deeper into her warm wet canal. His dick was getting more and more uncomfortable trapped in his pants. The oohh and the ahhh filled the master bedroom. His thumb found the nub of her cunt and toyed with it. She screamed his name. His tongue worked deeper and faster. She thrashed and called him daddy. It was coming, Victor could sense from Alicia’s writhing cunt. She buckled on his face and she climaxed. His tongue lavished her cunt.

	He then took off his pants. His cock sprang into her view. It was clear why her mother screamed nearly every night. It was about 9 inches of pure manhood and it was deliciously thick. Alicia sucked her breath appraising Victor’s proud member. She nervously licked her swollen lips. “Oh Victor Daddy! I wanted you since I was 14! This is worth it! I saved myself just for you,” she said breathlessly. He was shocked with her statement, but he was also proud that he could make this young hot thing want him. He did not mind helping out!

	He stood there in the middle of the bedroom. Alicia crawled on all four and moved towards him. The sight of Alicia on all four with her large breasts dangling for his eyes. Her long shapely legs behind her. His dick reacted to the sight. It grew longer and bigger. The veins on his cock pumping more blood. She then timidly touched his cock. He let out a loud sigh. His 18-year-old stepdaughter looked up with her misty eyes clouded with lust. Her lips then took him. Kissing and fondling his cock. His breathing was labored and his hands held Alicia hair. His bucked in to her mouth and she nearly choked, but she was persistent. With both hands she fondled her balls while her tongue and teeth serviced her shaft. He could not help it. “Alicia…dear…I have to fuck your mouth.” With both hands holding her head, he guided her. Alicia felt her stepfather pumping hard in and out her mouth. Her cunt too felt tingling. She used her middle finger and touched herself. Victor felt the coming tide of his climax. He then rammed his cock for the last time into her wet warm mouth and spurted his semen all over her young pretty face. It fell all over her body. She was covered with it. She too was mesmerized by it and started licking those that fell on her arms and legs. “What a sight!” he thought.

	They lay on the bed for a while. He then propped one head with his left hand and looked at his beautiful naked stepdaughter. Her cunt was still wet. It had not stopped flowing. His fingers started touching her mound and her juices flowed. “Shall we?” he asked. “Of course Victor Daddy! I love you! I want you! Please fuck me just like you fucked mom!” she begged. “Not just like your mommy Alicia honey…but I will do it even better!” he smiled.

	He went to the bathroom. He came out and took off his black shirt that he still had on. He was a God standing there at the foot of the bed. Alicia spread her legs impatiently. He pulled her legs back together. Alicia was confused. He then knelt and started licking her dainty toes. “Turn around.” he ordered. She was on her stomach. He licked her lovely calves. She writhed and wriggled on her mother’s bed. His strong arms prevented her from looking at her sex god. “Please Daddy…Victor…I want you…too…long…,” she said through her ragged breathe. He then flipped her so that now she was between his lean thighs. Her eyes focused on his cock that was so near her cunt. She pushed her cunt to it but he stopped her. “No…please…Victor…,” “Not yet my little Alicia.” He coaxed. He kissed her till she was feverish with lust. His tongue playing with her. His teeth nipping and bitting her lips. She too returned the same intense kisses. She felt his mouth devoured her lips. Meanwhile, his huge hands stroked her breasts. They were alive. He kneaded, tweaked at her nipples and squeezed the life out of them. Her young supple body twisted between Victor’s experienced administration. Without her noticing her legs were getting wider apart. Victor went lower. Her eyes slowly looked at him.

	He took her legs and unhurriedly wrapped around his lean waist. Alicia ass was slightly hovering in the air. She trembled with excitement. One finger in her mouth and she sucked it as if she knew what she was about to feel. “This is it Alicia.” He whispered. He then rammed his cock into Alicia warm wet canal. She screamed and both went still. She felt as if her vagina was inserted with a huge club. Her eyes water from the pain and the happiness that her dream had come true. Victor knew that any movement would be painful for his stepdaughter. His cock was wrapped by warm silk sweetness. Alicia was so wet that the first penetration went in without a hitch. But her virgin canal had to accommodate a new intruder. Her tight virginal canal was both a torture and a ecstasy to Victor. She was holding him for her life. Breathing laboured, tears flowing and eyes clouded with passion and pain. He licked her tears. Then kissed her lips bit his lower lips. He sucked it and then moved to her lovely breasts. He licked both nipples and she sighed. 

	He shifted his groin slightly. Alicia let out an inaudible moan. Her hip moving simultaneously. He could feel the wall of her vaina adjusting. He withdrew a few inches and Alicia young body too clenched reacting to his small movement. Alicia felt something ticked in her body and in her mind. Her hip started making its own rhythm. Moving back and forth. The exquisite rapture that she could not explain. Victor felt it too and he knew that her body was ready. Both were clutching each other’s. Hands roaming squeezing and kneading. 

	“Ahh…ahh…ohh…mmmm…Victor…ohh…mmm,”

	“Come….to your daddy…A…Alicia.”

	“Ahh…I ..f…feel …you… ooh…g…GOD…ohh..ahh”

Then they knew it was coming. Alicia felt it. Her slippery sheath  started to grip Victor’s cock and at the same time she felt a building of sweet rapture. 

	“V…Victor…it’s…it’s…ahh…ahhhh…AHHHH VICTOR!”

	Alicia climaxed. She screamed his name. Her stepfather continued his assault on the young luscious body. Pumping hard. Feeling that he was back in his 20s. Victor too climaxed. Hissing Alicia’s name through clenched teeth. Both bodies were wet from sweat and the juices they produced. Victor held his stepdaughter for a while. His cock still inside her soaked cunt. He later was on his back with young sexy Alicia straddling him. He was grinning as he thought that was the best fuck he had in years. Alicia on the other hand looked sad. He touched her lovely chin coaxing her to tell her what was wrong. He was worried that maybe she was not satisfied with his performance. “Darn old cock!” he thought.

	“Thank you Daddy. I feel so alive. But..but.. I did not mean to cause you trouble with mom. I just wanted what she had. I want you. Your dick in my cunt and you screaming my name!” she whispered as she put her lovely face nuzzled on his hairy chest. Her hands playing with his soft dark hair.

	“You did all that?” he asked.

She did not answer. But nodded her head. Victor felt her tears on his chest and her hands stopped playing with his hair as they covered her lovely sad face. His cock was becoming semi-hard in her moist canal. She felt it too. 

“Can you forgive me Victor? Please don’t tell mom about it!” she continued. 	

“Anything for my sweet Alicia. Anything.” 

He then started pumping and his most favorite tennis student was an impressive learner. She with expertise moved her hips accordingly. Alicia learned a lot that week and Victor was proud with her achievement. She aced it to the hilt!



Alicia & Shelly Get Caught



All characters in this story are 18 or over.
The story is fiction. All characters, places, events and information in it are fictitious.

***

My name is Alicia. I'm an eighteen year old recent graduate from high school. My eyes are blue but I had to dye my hair blond. I was born blond but my hair turned darker as I grew older so I decided to change it back. My friends all say I'm a pretty girl but sometimes I question their wisdom on that. You may catch me from time to time in front of the mirror making faces, trying to determine whether my nose is too wide or my cheekbones are too high. 

My best friend in all the world is Shelly who is five months older than me which would make her almost nineteen now. She is a natural blond with blue eyes and oh, so pretty. We were both varsity cheerleaders so you know we are in very good shape. But more than best friends, Shelly and I have been lovers since around the first of December.

Shelly has a sister named Melissa who is twenty-one and has moved back home now since her marriage fell apart. Melissa is a pretty girl, too, though not as pretty as Shelly. She works at a small women's clothing store downtown so she is also a smart dresser. I've known Melissa since childhood, but now that I'm into girls, I could very easily find her sexually attractive.

Shelly is working at the local ice cream store now so she has some extra money to spend on clothes and such to keep up with her sister. You know how that goes. She could always borrow Melissa's clothes since they're about the same size but naturally she wants her own clothing.

We were in the clothing store one afternoon while Shelly tried on some new dresses. She was looking for something sexy but the store is not exactly Victoria's Secret. Melissa showed her an orange knee length dress which had thin straps over the shoulders but was modest in the front. 

Shelly took it to the dressing room to try it on and asked me to help her. She undressed down to her panties and pulled the dress up over her lovely legs. She looked so gorgeous I had to playfully grab her bare breasts to give them a loving squeeze while I had the chance. 

"Behave yourself, Alicia," Shelly giggled. "We didn't come here to make out."

The sexiest thing about the dress was that it was so thin and clung so tight all over that you had to wear it without underwear or show everyone your panty lines.

"Your panty lines are plain to see," I told her. "You'd better take your panties off with that one."

She started to pull her dress up but I knelt in front of her and hooked my thumbs under the hem of the dress.

"Here, let me help you," I volunteered.

Shelly held the dress while I slid her panties down to her knees. With her freshly shaved pussy inches from my face I couldn't help but give her a friendly kiss on her pussy lips.

"Alicia! Don't start something we can't finish!"

The curtain to the dressing room slid open at that instant and Melissa handed Shelly another dress.

"I found a similar -, What the - - excuse me!" she stammered.

Melissa stood with her mouth open in surprise at the sight of me kneeling in front of Shelly, her naked, shaved pussy inches from my face as I pulled her panties down her legs.

"It's okay, we just decided that the dress would look much better without panty lines," Shelly explained.

"Oh,- right," said Melissa with a dubious look in her eyes. "You know, - there are whispers around town that you two are queer for each other."

"We're not 'queer' for each other," I said, miffed at the expression. 

"It's okay, Alicia. I don't care whether you are or not. I'm just saying that you two need to be more careful of your actions! What I saw just now made you look like a couple of dykes."

"Some dirty minded people around here would say stuff like that no matter what we did!"

"Okay. So? You have to admit that what I saw just now is pretty damnable evidence."

"We weren't doing anything!" Shelly recoiled.

"Shelly, it's not what you're doing, it's what it appears you are doing that's the problem," Melissa explained. "When rumors fly around people start watching for evidence, - and people are watching you closely. You don't know what I hear about you."

"Melissa, I'm sorry, it was my fault, I was just being silly," I said. I remembered what Maria, a mature, experienced lesbian, told us when we first started making love to each other, that girls who like girls send out signals even when they try not to that most people miss but girls who like girls or perceptive straights can easily detect. 

Melissa hugged me in a friendly way but pressed her breasts against mine a little longer than needed. It also felt like she was trembling. But after all, we're good friends.

"Aw, Alicia, it's not anyone's fault," she said. "No harm was done. All I'm saying is, be careful what you do from now on. I'm just lucky Shelly is my sister, I guess."

Melissa left and closed the curtain again. I handed Shelly her panties and watched her put them back on. I puzzled over Melissa's words, 'I'm just lucky Shelly is my sister,' wondering what she meant by that. 

Shelly tried on the second dress, a light blue sun dress type pretty thing that was lower cut on top and a higher hem line. Both dresses looked good on Shelly so she decided to buy them both. Melissa met us at the cash register to ring up the sale.

"Melissa, I've invited three girlfriends from school over for a slumber party tonight," Shelly informed her. "I figure since Mom and Dad are going to be away for two weeks while enjoying a second honeymoon, we might as well take advantage of it and enjoy ourselves."

"Okay, that's alright," she replied. "Just don't get too crazy and make the neighbors call the cops on you."

"Oh we won't," Shelly assured her. "How much noise can five girls make at a slumber party?"

"How about, 'no noise'? she asked. "Be on the safe side. - Is Alicia going to be there?" 

"Of course, Alicia is my best friend in the whole world." Melissa raised her eyebrows but said no more.

*

Shelly and I had stopped to get some Chinese take-out food and were in the process of unwrapping everything when Melissa arrived home from work. She was dressed in a short, white dress which she wore to work in. It was a pretty dress which hugged her butt closely showing off the delicate curves of her jiggling ass. Melissa looked fabulous in it and, naturally, I enjoyed such beauty in front of me as much as I could without staring. She was the same size as Shelly but the extra two years in age added a little more curve to her breasts, ass and thighs.

Melissa put plates and forks on the table and we sat down to enjoy our meal. We all ate quietly for a bit because the food was delicious and we didn't have much to say anyhow. The scene in the dressing room that afternoon was still on my mind and was curious about just exactly how Melissa felt about it. I couldn't get it out of my mind and just had to bring it up.

"Sorry if I shocked you today in the dressing room," I apologized. "We were getting a little silly, I suppose."

"No, you didn't shock me, Alicia," Melissa explained. "I was a little surprised is all. It was just such an erotic scene from where I stood - even if it was as innocent as you say."

"It turned you on?" I asked.

"Well, my sex life ended weeks before my marriage did, Alicia," she confessed. "I haven't had sex with anyone but myself for so long, everything with sexual overtones turns me on."

"Watching girls make love to each other turns you on?" I asked.

"Not really. Oh, the eroticism of it makes me tingle a little, but I'm really not interested in that sort of thing," she argued.

I accidentally knocked my fork off the table with my elbow. The fork hit the tile floor with a noisy clatter and I quickly bent down to retrieve it from under the table. Melissa was sitting with her legs slightly parted and when I looked up, I could see her creamy thighs and a portion of her pink, lacy panties. I was amazed at how much she looked like Shelly down there. The sight made my pussy start to tingle so I quickly sat up, hoping my face wasn't flushed.

"What did you mean when you said you were lucky Shelly is your sister?" I asked.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe for a brief second or two I was tempted, I said 'tempted,' to try girls when I saw you two in the dressing room together. It's been such a long time since I've had sex with someone, you know. But Shelly is my sister so that is entirely out of the question, I mean, that would be incest! Anyway, I'm not into girls."

"Is today the only time you ever thought about doing things with a girl?" I pried.

"No, - I've occasionally wondered about it when I would see two girls together in a porn movie making love. I don't think I could ever do that though."

"So, you're not repulsed by the idea then?" I asked.

"No, not really repulsed, - just not interested is all. What about you?" she asked me.

"Oh, I don't see anything wrong with girls playing with each other. After all, we all masturbate anyway, don't we? So what's the big difference? It's only when girls start hating men that I have a problem with it," I replied.

"I would have to agree with you there," Melissa said as she began to clear the table. "A man-loathing attitude goes against nature completely. The human race would cease to exist if we all felt that way, although I fully understand how a man can thoroughly piss you off. I speak from experience."

*

Melissa had changed clothes and put on shorts and a tank top. She sat and watched TV as Shelly filled a bowl with chips and made some onion dip to get ready for the slumber party that night. No sooner than she finished the dip when the doorbell rang. I was in the middle of filling a bowl with pretzels for a party snack. 

"I'll get it," Melissa called from the other room. We heard the front door open and Melissa say, "Samantha! Good to see you again."

Samantha is a tall girl with dark hair and dark brown eyes that seem to sparkle when she looks at you. She was a varsity cheerleader also who was on the squad with Shelly and I, and a fun loving girl as well. 

Shelly and I put the snacks on the coffee table and greeted Samantha with a friendly hug. It was hard for me to keep my hands in proper places hugging her in front of Melissa since she and I have already done just about everything in the book. Samantha's back was toward Melissa so when she cupped my butt cheeks while hugging me, Melissa couldn't see it. I could tell right away that, even though I told everyone Melissa wasn't into girls, it was going to be hard for everyone to keep it secret that they liked girls as well as boys. Oh, well, we'll just have to deal with it as we needed to.

"Sorry if I'm early but Randy dropped me off on his way to the bowling alley," she said apologetically.

"It's no problem, girl," Shelly replied. "How are you and Randy getting along these days?"

Samantha held up her hand to display a friendship ring on her finger and said, "We're going steady now."

"Good for you! This calls for a celebration!" I cheered.

"Melissa, do you think Dad would mind if we drank some of his stash in the kitchen?" Shelly asked. "We'll replace it if we have to."

"I guess it will be all right," Melissa agreed. "You already bought some colas and some lime sodas we can use for mixers and there's some vodka and some whiskey in the cabinet. I'll help you mix them though so you get it right."

"If you have orange juice I'll have a small screwdriver," I said. 

"One screwdriver, coming up," Melissa said, trying to sound like a waitress.

The doorbell rang again and Shelly hurried to the door. She welcomed Brea and Rose Marie in to join the party. 

"Melissa, this is Rose Marie and Brea; this is my big sister, Melissa, girls," Shelly said. "They're both new this year but they're already among our dearest friends."

"Hi. Come into the kitchen and I'll mix some drinks for everyone," Melissa offered.

"Drinks? What's the occasion?" Rosie asked.

"Samantha and Randy are going steady," I informed her. 

"That's wonderful! That cowboy is a real hunk!" Rosie said as she kissed Samantha on the cheek. 

"Congratulations, Hon," Brea said giving Samantha a big hug. "That's almost as good as being engaged." 

We got our drinks and sat around the living room to talk about our boyfriends and other girl stuff. I was acutely aware of how quiet Melissa was as though it pained her to hear us talk about our boyfriends. I moved and sat close to her so we could talk quietly about something different. I drank up my drink while trying to think of something to say.

"Do you need another drink?" Melissa asked me.

"I sure do," I answered truthfully. "A strong one." 

We went into the kitchen where Melissa busied herself making drinks for me and for herself. 

"You're not having much fun tonight, are you?" I asked. 

"Oh, I'm alright," she said as she poured a double shot of whisky in her glass and a double shot of vodka in my glass. "I just can't join their enthusiasm for having a boyfriend." 

"I figured that much," I said as she poured the mixers into our glasses. "Let's just sit at the table here in the kitchen where we can talk about something else." 

"Alright, I'd like that." she said as she put the glasses on the table. 

"You must be very lonely now without your husband," I began. 

"A little lonely, yes, but so much better off in the long run."

"Have you tried to find someone else?" I asked. 

"Not really," she said. "The last thing I want to do is rush into another mistake. I'm so thankful I didn't get pregnant." 

"I know what you mean about that," I said. - "Shelly and I have been best friends since childhood and I've known you for almost as long, I guess. I want you to know I'm here for you if you need anything, a shoulder to cry on, an ear to bend, whatever." 

"Thank you so much, Alicia. I'll remember that," she said with tears welling up in her eyes. 

"You're so up tight, let me give you a backrub," I offered.

Without waiting for an answer I stood behind her and began kneading the muscles at the base of her neck. I felt her begin to relax almost immediately. From her neck, I moved down the soft, bare skin of her back to her tank top and massaged her back muscles firmly.

"I mean what I say, Melissa. I would even loan you my boyfriend Travis, if I thought it would help you out." 

She turned in her chair to look up at me. Her tank top fell forward enough to expose her breast and pink nipple. I had all I could do to resist reaching down and squeezing the creamy white globe like I would have if she were Shelly. 

"You'd do that for me? Why?!" 

"Yes, I'd do that - because I trust you and I trust Travis completely. I'm sure there wouldn't be a problem. I have zero tolerance for any kind of jealousy." 

"Oh, god, that's kinky, Alicia," she stammered. "I'd have to think about that." 

"Let's pull your top up a bit so I can do your lower back," I suggested. 

She pulled the top from her waistband of her shorts to allow me to pull her top up to her shoulder blades. I massaged her smooth back firmly like I did the top part. She relaxed even more and even her breathing became slower and steadier as though she were about to go to sleep. 

"Hey, you guys starting already?" Rosie asked as she entered the kitchen. "We thought we'd get another drink before we put on our pajamas to watch some movies before bedtime." 

"Sure. Help yourselves," Melissa replied dreamily. 

They came in and fixed fresh drinks as I massaged Melissa's back. They soon left with their drinks as I pulled Melissa's top back down. 

"I think I'll go change, too. Would you like to join us?" I asked. 

"Yeah, I believe I will," she smiled. "You can use my room to change in if you'd like." 

We went upstairs to her room, passing Shelly's room with the door open. Rosie and Samantha were putting on their night wear in there. I guess Shelly and Brea were in the parents bedroom at the other end of the hall. As I undressed and put on my red transparent nightgown, I made it a point not to watch Melissa take off her shorts and tank top. I did take a glance though as she put on a loose fitting T-shirt over her pink lace panties. 

"I'm all set," she said. 

"I'll be with you in a second," I said as I reached under my nightgown to pull off my white panties, aware that she was watching me intently. "These just don't look right." 

When we returned to the living room, it looked like a Victoria's Secret commercial or something. Everyone was wearing the sexiest sleepwear possible. Shelly was wearing a flesh colored, sheer baby doll with matching sheer panties. Samantha was wearing a full-length, black sheer gown with no panties. Brea was wearing a light blue, short gown trimmed with fur around the hem and matching sheer panties. Rosie was wearing a white, full-length sheer gown with matching panties. Melissa stopped short, taking in the amazing sight in front of her. 

"I think I'll make another drink now, that way I won't have to get up during the movie," she said. "Anyone else want one?" 

"I'll have another," Shelly answered. "A whiskey and cola." 

"I remember what everyone is drinking," Melissa said. "I'll just make everyone another one." 

"I'll help you," I volunteered. 

I followed Melissa into the kitchen and put ice in glasses while Melissa poured the drinks. She tossed back a shot of whiskey while making her drink with a generous double or triple shot of whiskey and a little cola on the top. The bottles rattled on the glass rim as though she was struggling with something within. We carried the drinks in as the movie was beginning to play. It was a romantic comedy which had us all laughing all through it. It also had some nudity in it.

I was sitting next to Melissa on the love seat and, since we had to look sideways at the TV, our necks got tired. I put a pillow on the arm and laid my head on it. I pulled Melissa back so she could lay her head on my shoulder and chest. She didn't object and settled back contentedly with her head on my shoulder and her cheek against the side of my breast.

Samantha and Rosie were cuddled up on the sofa with Rosie's head resting on Samantha's shoulder. During the nude scenes I noticed Rosie squeezing Samantha's breasts I'm sure Melissa saw it too because she would look around from time to time and would raise up enough to take a sip of her drink. During a steamy love scene they even kissed passionately and fondled the breasts of one another. 

"Samantha is going steady?" Melissa asked me in a low voice. 

"Yeah, with Randy from the riding academy," 

"My goodness, she doesn't act like it!" Melissa said as she watched them. 

"Oh, girls don't count. They don't date, they just help each other masturbate," I explained.

"Oh," she said as she settled back against my shoulder. Her last drink made her drunk enough that my explanation seemed perfectly logical to her. I squeezed my thighs together to appease the tingling in my pussy as I watched her fingers slowly scratch herself at her panty crotch. 

"Anybody want another drink before I start another movie?" Shelly asked as the movie came to an end. 

"Yeah, everybody have another drink. I'm a little tipsy but I'll have another little tiny one," Melissa said, struggling to stand up. She lost her balance in the process and started falling back onto me. I put my hands up to stop her from falling and caught her by her ass cheeks. She put her hand back to break her fall and placed it on my breast. Her butt is slightly bigger than Shelly's but it's oh so sexy and firm. I kept my hands on her delicious ass until she got on her feet, relishing the feel of her warm butt cheeks in her lace panties beneath my hands.

"Oops, I'd better watch out. I think I'm a little drunk," she giggled. 




Alicia & Shelly Get Caught



"That's okay. I'll help you," I chuckled. 

We got fresh drinks and returned to our places in the living room. I had motioned to Shelly, who mixed the drinks this time, to make Melissa a weak one with mostly cola. I supposed Melissa wanted to get high on purpose but we didn't need her getting sick on us. I had hopes and plans for Melissa later. I was glad to see Melissa take smaller sips of her drink less frequently. It was as though she realized she was high enough and wanted to plane off. 

Shelly put in another movie which turned out to be a porn movie about a mother and daughter swap club. It was a far better porn flick than most of the trash produced out there. It was a lesbian flick that was hot, natural and believable. It was so hot it had every one of us rubbing our pussies as we watched the images on the screen. 

Rosie raised her gown and took her panties off to let Samantha rub her pussy. Samantha's gown was wide open to let Rosie explore her body and play with her pussy. Shelly had her hand inside her sheer panties but you could plainly see her knuckles rise and fall as she played with herself. Brea had pulled her panties to the side to stroke her smoothly shaved pussy lips. Melissa was absentmindedly scratching her panty crotch again but with a little more pressure this time. I laid on one hip with my butt against Melissa's leg and one hand buried between my legs to caress my now throbbing pussy without being too obvious about it. I slowly stroked Melissa's bare upper arm, the back of my knuckles lightly brushing against her breast. 

Shelly was the first to cum as she tried to stifle her moans of passion. Brea was the next to cum, letting out a soft moan as her hips twitched in orgasm. Rosie and Samantha brought each other off at about the same time which was evident their noises and Rosie loudly saying, "Yes, oh, I'm gonna cum!"

I was trying to hold back but felt an orgasm overtaking me. I kept my fingers moving in my pussy but tried not to move my hips too much while lying there beside Melissa. I think Melissa had an orgasm also as I watched her legs stiffen and her hand grab her pussy tightly. 

"I'm ready for bed," Melissa finally said as she struggled to get up.

"Yeah, I am too, but, - ah, - ." I stammered. 

"Do you want to sleep in my bed tonight then?" Melissa asked. 

"That would be nice, Melissa. Thank you. Otherwise I'd have to sleep three in a bed or on the sofa or the floor." 

We started to go upstairs. I followed Melissa closely as she staggered slightly but not as bad as earlier. I stared long and hard at her delectable ass in her pink lace panties inches in front of my face. They were riding high which left much of her ass cheeks in plain view beneath the hem of her T-shirt. 

"Goodnight, everyone," I managed to mutter as I climbed the stairs. 

We entered her bedroom where she sat down on the edge of her bed. 

I hesitated a moment. "I don't usually sleep in a nightgown. I always sleep in the nude. Is that all right with you?" 

"Yeah, that'll be alright. I usually sleep without panties on," she said and slid her panties off. 

She got in bed and pulled the sheet over her. I slid my nightgown off and studied my reflection in the mirror, turning from side to side as I stood there completely naked. 

"What's wrong?" she asked. 

"I don't like my breasts," I answered. "I think my breasts are too small and my nipples too big. Don't you think so?" I asked as I turned to face her directly. My intention was to get her to look at my naked body.

She looked me over good, not just my breasts. "No, I don't think your breasts are too small, in fact, I think your breasts are beautiful. I mean, - just right for a girl your age."

"They're not as big as your breasts though," I pouted. "Are your nipples big like mine or are they smaller and prettier?" 

"I don't know." she said as she pulled her shirt up to her neck to look down at her breasts. "They're only a little bit bigger than yours but my nipples are the same size as yours." 

I sat on the edge of her bed to get a closer look before she lowered her shirt. Her breasts were absolutely gorgeous.

"Melissa, your breasts are beautiful, prettier than the girls in the movie. I'm so jealous," I smiled. 

"Oh, I don't know about that. Those women had beautiful breasts." 

"Out of everything they did, what did you like the best?" I asked.

"I liked it when one girl was on top of the other and was moving her hips. That was so hot, it was just like watching a guy fucking a girl, only I couldn't forget it wasn't a guy but a girl" 

"Yeah, that turned me on, too," I agreed. "But the part I liked best was the young woman with two fingers in the older woman's pussy, rapidly fingering the older woman till she had an orgasm. Did you like that?" I asked dreamily. 

"Yeah. - That's when I had an orgasm. Oh, Alicia,- I get so hot thinking about it - ."

"Would you like to masturbate again? I asked.

"Yes, - but I couldn't do it in front of you," she confessed. "I might be drunk but I've not lost my bashfulness."

"Oh, sure you can. You already masturbate and I already masturbate, we both know that, no point in pretending we don't. I want to and you want to do it right now. Why don't we masturbate together like the other girls do. It would be such a turn-on for me and, I believe, for you, too. Wouldn't you like to give it a try?" 

"I - I don't know. I'm afraid I'd be too shy.

"I'll tell you what, I'll start and, if you want to, you can join me. If not, you can just watch me. Alright?"

"Okay," she whispered barely loud enough to be heard. 

I laid down on the bed and put my hand on my tummy. Melissa watched as I slowly slid my hand down to my pussy and slid my fingers inside. My pussy was so wet by that time I started masturbating right away. 

"Oh. that feels good. That movie made me so hot," I said with a low voice. "I'm pretending it's that woman from the movie masturbating me." 

I looked over at Melissa who had her head raised slightly and was watching my hand playing with my pussy. Her hand was on her tummy now and was slowly inching it downward. Waves of passion washed through me as I felt a tremendous orgasm build within me. I pounded my pussy with two fingers in my fuck hole, my palm slapping my mound and clit area. My orgasm came on me like a freight train, there was no stopping it. 

"Yeah, - oh yeah, I'm gonna cum. Watch me cum, Melissa. I'm cumming, - - OH!" 

I shuddered and twitched as my orgasm took control of every muscle and organ in my body. Melissa let out a moan that was more like a whimper as I came. She slid her hand down to her pussy and began to masturbate as I basked in a post orgasmic glow.

Melissa was shy at first as I watched her from the corner of my eye, but as I started masturbating again, she got bolder with the movements of her hand. I looked into her eyes and saw she was watching my hand intently. She looked up at me with what I could best describe as amazement. 

"It's fun, isn't it?" I asked softly.

"Yeah, I never dreamed - ."

"That it would be so erotic?" I finished.

She nodded her head 'yes' and moved her hand on her pussy with more abandon. I spread my legs apart and put a leg over her leg. She didn't object but soon spread her legs farther apart allowing our legs to be intertwined. Our pussies were so wet I could hear the wet, squishy noises of our fingers in our pussies. I put my free hand on her thigh to test the waters some more. Again, no resistance. I brought that hand up to squeeze my breasts, causing them to jut higher into the air, knowing she was watching me. She brought her free hand up and squeezed her breasts through her T-shirt. I could tell by her breathing she was getting close to an orgasm. I reached over with boldness and tweaked her nipple which was plainly visible through her shirt. She began to whimper as her orgasm approached.

"Yeah, - cum, Melissa. Relax and let yourself cum." 

Melissa didn't say a thing, but rolled her head from side to side as her lower body twitched and shuddered. She let out a long, low moan as a tremendous climax gripped her body. Watching her cum gave me a empathetic orgasm of my own. I took advantage of her orgasm and caressed her lovely breasts with my free hand. I continued to leisurely caress her beautiful breasts until she came down from her orgasmic high and relaxed. 

"Wow! I have never cum like that in my entire life!" she exclaimed. 

"You look so beautiful when you cum, you gave me another orgasm just by watching you." 

"Really?"

"Really. I know you aren't into girls but - could I kiss you to thank you?" I asked. 

"I guess so. I like you, Alicia. You're not just any girl."

I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers, softly at first, then increased the pressure when I felt her part her lips with a big sigh. I extended my tongue between my lips and moved it back and forth against her teeth. My heart skipped a beat when I felt her mouth relax and let her tongue touch mine. I didn't get too aggressive but waited for her to take the lead. She didn't disappoint me. Her tongue started dancing with mine in my mouth while breathing heavily through her nostrils. She broke the kiss and looked at me hard in the eyes while placing her hands on my cheeks. She brought her mouth to mine, open and inviting, kissing me with passion. I gladly returned her kiss with matching passion. Her hand found my bare breast and squeezed it timidly. I began caressing her breasts through her shirt. But she broke our kiss so suddenly it startled me.

"Oh, my gosh, I'm so sorry, Alicia. I got so carried away, please forgive me."

"You don't have to apologize to me, Melissa. I wanted it and enjoyed it as much as you did. It's okay to show affection to someone you really like, so please, don't feel bad about it." 

I leaned down again and kissed her lips. She froze for a few seconds then resumed kissing me as before and returned her hand to my breast to fondle it lovingly. I put my leg between her legs and half-way laid on top of her but remained still. We fondled and caressed the breasts of each other and I eased her shirt up above her beautiful breasts to caress her nude body. Her hips began to twitch to rub her pussy against my thigh.

"You want to cum again, don't you," I surmised.

"Oh, yes! I'm so hot, I just want to cum and cum and cum!" 

"Just a second, I've got to go and get something. I'll be right back," I said. 

I hopped off the bed and hurried to Shelly's room. Her door was pushed to but not latched so I pushed it open and went in. Rosie was on top of Samantha in a sixty-nine position. I patted Rosie lovingly on the ass cheek as I went by and went to the nightstand. I found what I was looking for: Shelly's sex toys. I got two vibrators and a double-headed dildo, then hurried back to Melissa.

Melissa had removed her shirt completely and was on her back, naked and caressing her breasts while slowly masturbating. What a beautiful sight. I put the toys on her nightstand except for a bullet vibrator. I didn't want anything too fancy and freak her out at the sight of it. 

"What have you got there?" she wondered. 

"A lonely girl's best friend," I replied. 

"Oh, wow! Just like in the movies." 

"Have you ever used a vibrator before?" I asked her. 

"No, never have," she replied. 

"Here, I'll show you." 

I knelt between her legs and looked down at her pretty pussy, so wet her juices gathered at the bottom of her butterfly lips in a little pool just above her little puckered butt hole. She stared at me as I inserted the vibrator in my mouth and moved it in and out like giving a cock a blow job. I took it out and spit on it a little bit. 

"First, you get it good and wet. Then you put it where you like it best." 

I turned it on and applied it against her outer lips just to the side of her clit. I slid it up and down her outer lips for a bit, but the movement of her hips told me she wanted more I slid it up and down the length of her butterfly lips which made her sigh with pleasure. I pried her puffy pussy lips apart with two fingers and put the vibrator directly on her clit, causing her to moan loudly with delight. After doing that for a bit, I put the vibrator down to the entrance of her love hole and slowly, gently guided it into her. She made a move as if to stop me but changed her mind and spread her legs wide apart for me instead as she felt the toy enter. I slid it in and out of her at a steady pace, the buzzing changing tones as I slid it in and out. After doing that a bit I turned the vibrator off and slid in in and out with faster and shorter strokes, fucking her pussy with it like a cock. I made sure my fingers made plenty of contact with her pretty pussy all the while. 

"Oh, yes, Alicia, do that! It feels just like someone is fucking me. Yes, keep doing it, don't stop, don't stop, gonna cum! OH!" 

Melissa had a shuddering, intense orgasm, looking so beautiful with a dreamy thoughtful look on her face. I let her calm down a little bit, then put the vibrator to my lips to taste her juices on its tip as she stared at me wide-eyed. I put the vibrator to her lips so she could get a taste. She accepted it timidly at first, then put it deeply into her mouth to taste her own pussy juice even more.

"You taste so good, so clean, so fresh, so hot," I said. "I know you're not into girls but now you know how good they taste." 

"Yeah, it doesn't taste bad at all." 

"Would you like to use it on me now?" I asked. "I'd like to have a good orgasm like that." 

"Well, - alright, I'll do it for you." 

I handed her the vibrator then laid down on my back. Melissa knelt between my legs and put the vibrator in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around it to get it nice and wet. 

"I can still puss my tasty on it, shit," she said and began laughing hysterically. "I mean, I can still taste my pussy on it! Fuck, I'm too drunk to even talk straight." 

"Just don't forget what you were going to do," I begged. 

"Right," she said. "I was going to use this vibrator on your cute little pussy and make you cum." 

She laid the bullet nosed vibrator against my puffy pussy lips and repeated the movements I had laid on her moments before. It amazed me how eagerly she took to the task of using the vibrator on my pussy while claiming she wasn't into girls. You could have fooled the hell out of me there, but it felt much to good to say anything at that point. She used the vibrator like an experienced girl lover, holding it on my clit for a second then burying it deep in my love hole. It didn't take long until she brought me to an intense orgasm. She smiled at me as the feelings subsided. 

"Did you like that?" I asked her. 

"Oh, yeah, I loved watching you cum!" she replied. "You stirred up such hot feelings in me, it made me want to cum again." 

"Lay down on your back. I want to show you something else, something that is the ultimate thing one girl can do for another," I said. 

"Yes, - I know what you're going to do, - and I want you to do it," she admitted. 

"I guess you can't say you're not into girls any more then."

"I don't know about girls, but I know I'm into you," she declared. 

She laid down, her legs slightly apart and squeezed her breasts. I laid down full length on top of her and kissed her, lightly at first, then becoming more passionate as the kiss heated us up. I raised my shoulders up just enough to allow my breasts to move across her breasts, sliding my nipples back and forth across hers, our nipples bumping together. Melissa's breasts were so lovely, so soft with nipples so hard, I couldn't resist going down to them. I kissed them, licked them, nuzzled them, nibbled on them, and made passionate love to them in general. 

"Oh, Alicia, no one has ever done that to me like that," she cooed. 

Leaving her breasts, I tongue-flicked my way down her ribcage to her belly button. After working my tongue deeply into her belly button, I kissed my way down her abdomen to her neatly trimmed bush. As my mouth closed in on her swollen pussy lips and my tongue found her clit, she shuddered in the thrill of a whimpering orgasm, her first woman induced orgasm. 

"Oh, shit! You're making me cum!" she squealed. 

I worked my tongue lower to her love canal where I lapped up the juices flooding her there. She wreathed having orgasm after orgasm as my tongue, the very first feminine tongue to touch her pussy, worked over her clit and thrust deeply into her love hole. As I lightly flicked my tongue on her clit, I inserted a finger into her wet love hole which made her cum again. I then moved up to kiss her and let her taste her pussy juices in my mouth. She licked the cunt juices from my lips and chin like a cat licking up cream. 

"You're the very first person ever to make me cum with their tongue," she confided. "I don't believe I've ever cum as much as that." 

I laid down on my back and spread my legs slightly. She raised up and looked down at me. 

"Do you want me to do that to you?" she asked. 

"If you'd like," I said. 

"I've never done that before," she said nervously. 

"Just do what you like. Tonight is your night to experiment and find out what you like or don't like to do.. Don't worry about me, you'll do fine. Just enjoy yourself."

Melissa kissed me tenderly and smiled. She fondled my breasts and kissed them, then moved down between my legs which I opened wide for her. She laid on her tummy and studied my shaven pussy closely. 

"This is the first pussy I've seen close up." 

She leaned in close and gave my pussy a quick sample lick. She paused and looked at my slit some more. Then she pried my pussy lips apart with her fingers and lightly touched my clit with her finger tip. A second later she leaned in to place her mouth on my pussy for her very first taste of my pussy juices first hand. Her tongue went everywhere, exploring my inner folds completely. She worked her tongue over my hood and clit while she inserted a finger into me. Soon she had two fingers in me, moving them in and out of my throbbing pussy.

"Oh, Melissa, - I'm gonna cum all over your fingers. Oh! Aaaaahhh!" I moaned. 

After giving me multiple orgasms, Melissa paused and looked at me. 

"Is it okay? Do you like what I'm doing?" she asked. 

"Oh, yes, very much," I answered. "The question is, do you like doing it." 

"Oh, yes! I always thought it would be repulsive to eat a girl's pussy but it's not. It's hot!"

"Yes, - it is," I agreed. 

"That doesn't mean I'm gay, does it?" she worried. 

"No, it means you're bisexual; you like to have sex with both men and women. You'd be gay if you dislike men and have sex only with women." 

"I really dislike one man, my ex husband."

"That doesn't count," I assured her. "From what you told us about him, you have every right to dislike him. I'm talking about men in general."

"Well, - I don't know now," she mused. "After being with you now, - I can't be sure." 

"Tell you what, I'll invite Travis over tomorrow night. He's a good lover who knows how to please a woman in every way, at least he does me. I'll loan him to you if you'd like so you can see if you still like men or not.."

"But, - he's your boyfriend, Alicia! "

"Don't you worry about that," I told her. "I've loaned him out before and he's always come back." 

"Who - who have you loaned him out to?" Melissa asked as she subconsciously masturbated.

"Shelly, for one," I confessed. "She loaned me Collin and I loaned her Travis. We had sex right along side of each other. We often get together and swing like that." 

"Oh, my god! You and Shelly share boyfriends?" she asked in disbelief. "How can you do that without getting jealous?!" 

"When people are genuinely secure in their relationship, jealousy doesn't exist. Jealousy is a very negative emotion built on greed and possessiveness which leads to broken relationships, or even terrible things like self destruction and murder. Nothing good can come from a negative emotion."




Alicia & Shelly Get Caught



I gently pushed her down on her back so I could leisurely kiss and suck on her breasts. I put my hand on her stomach and slid it down to her well trimmed pussy causing her to move her hand to make way for mine. My fingers slid easily into her luscious wet pussy. She spread her legs to allow my hand to move at will in her joy box. 

"I love Travis more than anything in this world and he loves me the same. When we have sex together, we make love to each other," I continued. "When we have sex with others, it's just sexual fun and games and has nothing to do with love, as least not the love that Travis and I share." 

"What makes you so wise? You are amazing," she said, enjoying my loving caresses in her pussy.

"I had to get wise fast or else lose one or both of the people I care most about in this world. Shelly and I decided the best way to avoid problems was to be up front about us with our boyfriends and to share them and allow them to share us to avoid cheating problems. It's worked out just fine so far."

I got down between her legs and made love to her with my tongue deep in her wet pussy. I have known Melissa for a long time, almost as long as Shelly, but I never, ever, even dreamed I would be going down on her as I was doing right then. She was a bit older and always seemed off limits to me. Now here I am with my tongue buried in her pink pussy causing her to moan aloud with great pleasure. To see if Melissa liked the same things as Shelly, I moved down below her pussy and licked her little puckered hole between the round, smooth globes of her butt. She raised her hips off the bed and thrust her butt up to facilitate my tongue ministrations on her tiny little hole. I stiffened my tongue and forced the tip into her puckered little opening, causing her to squeal with delight.

"Oh, yes! I love that! Don't stop!"

I wet a finger in her wet pussy then slowly inserted it in her tight little butt hole.

"Ooo, that hurts." she winced.

"Push like you're trying to go and it'll slip right in," I suggested.

She flexed her puckered hole and my finger slid into her tight little opening to the first knuckle. I sawed the finger back and forth until it was going in past the second knuckle. With my other hand, I circled her clit while slowly fingering her butt hole. 

"Oh, god, I never dreamed that would feel so good," she moaned. "Oh, I'm going to cum. OH!"

I felt her sphincter muscles clench my finger and release it as she enjoyed a shuddering orgasm. I slowly removed my finger from her butt hole and licked her puckered spot to sooth any irritation she might feel. She sat upright and kissed me tenderly. 

"That felt wonderful! I've never had that done to me before," she cooed. 

I got the long, double-headed dildo from the nightstand and began licking one end of it while smiling mischievously Melissa watched me with amusement. 

"Now for the closest thing to two girls fucking each other I know of," I grinned. 

"Oh, shit! Look at that thing!" she exclaimed. "Where did you get that?"

"It's Shelly's," I said while getting on the bed to sit between her legs. "She and you should use it on each other some time. There's no need in either one of you going to bed with a wet pussy with this dong in the house." 

"Yeah, but she's my sister."

"That shouldn't make any difference," I said. "My Mom and I get together sometimes if we have a need." 

"Alicia!!!"

"Well, it's true. We don't have a mad, passionate love affair going, but we see nothing wrong with scratching an itch if we have one." 

Melissa didn't say any more but I could tell I started some wheels in her head to rolling. I put the other end of the double dong in my mouth to wet it, then offered Melissa an end to suck on and get nice and slippery. She looked so hot with the bright colored dildo sliding in and out of her mouth like a big ole cock. I took it from her and inserted it into my throbbing love canal. It felt just like a cock entering me. I slid up between her legs with one leg over and one leg under her legs and wet the dildo's free end with some spit in my hand. In position, I slid the dildo into her waiting fuck hole and began moving back and forth. She picked up my rhythm and moved her hips back and forth to match my thrusts. As we both took the double dildo in further with each thrust, our pussies almost touched. 

"Oh, it feels good," Melissa moaned. 

"Yeah. It feels like I'm fucking you and you're fucking me. doesn't it." 

"Oh, god, - I'm fucking a girl! I can't say 'I'm not into girls' ever again," she quipped. 

"And since we can't shoot cum like a real cock, we can turn the dildo around and swap pussy juices," I chuckled. 

"Oh, you're making me cum. Oh, shit! Oh!" 

Several positions and several orgasms later we were both completely satisfied and cuddled up to sleep, the dildo on the bed between us. 

*

I awoke the next morning with a slight headache but other than that, I felt fine. The dildo was still on the bed but Melissa was gone. I made my way with a sleepy stagger to the bathroom and found Melissa there, splashing water on her face. We didn't bother with getting dressed since there were no men in the house. 

"It smells like someone is frying bacon and eggs downstairs," I said. 

"I'll pass on breakfast this morning," she moaned. 

"Hung over, huh?"

"Yeah, but I've been worse." 

"Well, come on, let's take a shower together," I suggested. "I'll wash your back and you can wash mine." 

We showered together and washed each others back without any real playing around. I guess neither one of us was feeling up to it very much. So we dried each other off and went downstairs, me to the kitchen for some breakfast but Melissa went quietly to the living room. Everyone else was nude, too, and was looking good to me, especially Shelly. I greeted everyone with a hug and a kiss. Shelly was cooking breakfast so I waited for her to have a moment. 

"Good morning, Sweet Cheeks," I said as I gave her butt a loving squeeze.

"How did it go last night with Melissa?" Shelly asked turning back to her breakfast making but still looking at me over her shoulder. 

"Fine! Melissa and I went all the way with no problem," I reported. "She is now a bona fide bisexual. She's a bit hung over this morning though so wait until she starts feeling better, y'all." 

We ate breakfast then migrated into the living room to join Melissa. Melissa had started watching the girl-girl DVD we were watching last night. We all joined Melissa in watching the flick and making comments about it like: "Wow, look at those tits!" "Her pussy is so pretty." "I'd love to have her on top of me." and, "What a beautiful ass!" 

"I like that, when one girl is on top of the other and bumping pussies together," Melissa said. 

"I'll let you do that to me if you'd like," Rosie piped up as she laid down on the floor in front of us.

"I'm next," volunteered Samantha who laid down beside Rosie.

"I'd like a turn with Melissa, too, Brea said. "She's such a pretty girl and so sexy."

"Go ahead, Melissa! It's all in fun," I shouted. "Why don't you get in line, too?" I whispered to Shelly. 

"But we're sisters." Shelly protested. 

"Are you really going to let that stand in your way?" I asked. "Look at how pretty and sexy Melissa is! Do you really want to pass it up?" 

Shelly sat and thought about it. I could tell she was struggling with it. We watched Melissa on top of Rosie their breasts bouncing together as Melissa thrust her hips between Rosie's legs, bumping and rubbing their pussies together. 

"Yeah, baby, yeah," Rosie moaned. "Bang me with that fuzzy box of yours! Make me cum. Oh! Yes!" Rosie squealed as she came.

Melissa gave Rosie a long passionate kiss then moved over to Samantha. 

"Let me get a taste of your sweet pussy first, Melissa," Samantha said "I'm dying for a taste of you."

Melissa straddled Samantha's face and lowered herself so Samantha could get her wish. Melissa watched Samantha's face in her crotch then put her head back and moaned with great pleasure as she shuddered in orgasm. Melissa then got between Samantha's lovely legs and ground her pelvis against the pussy beneath her. Before long, Samantha was squealing with delight as her orgasm overtook her. Melissa gave Samantha a hot kiss and moved over to Brea. Brea welcomed her with open arms. 

"If you're getting tired and want to be on the passive end, I'll get on top," Brea said.

"Okay," Melissa said thankfully. "I'd like that."

Melissa laid on her back and allowed Brea to lay on top of her between her legs. They began to gyrate their hips a bit while kissing passionately. In a moment Brea worked her hips up and down to bump and rub their pussies together, driving them both wild with desire. Their luscious nude bodies seemed to make passionate love together on their own without any direction from the owners. Just as Brea was about to cum she kissed Melissa long and hard, her long hair obscuring Melissa's view. Shelly took the opportunity to lay down beside Melissa. Brea moaned as she shuddered in orgasm. When Brea got up, Melissa flinched and gasped in surprise when she saw Shelly lying beside her. 

"Shelly?!"

"It's alright, big sister," Shelly said in a calming tone. "Like Alicia said, it's all in fun." 

"But you're my sister!"

"So? We play Monopoly and checkers together for fun. What's wrong with playing adult games together like this for fun? That's all it is, just fun and games." Shelly reasoned. 

"But it's wrong," Melissa whimpered. 

"According to who, society? Give me one good reason why sisters playing adult games is wrong. Do you know how many members of society are breaking the rules? Besides, I've had the hots for you ever since puberty, and I believe you've had the hots for me too, although you would never, ever admit it even to yourself, let alone me or anyone else."

Shelly rolled over half on top of Melissa putting one leg between hers and bringing their bare breasts together. Melissa accepted the contact and didn't try to move away. She put her hands on Shelly's sides in a familiar manner. 

"Kiss me like you've always wanted to do in secret," she said. "You know you want to and you know I want you to, so do it now while you have the chance."

Melissa stared at Shelly for a few seconds which felt like an eternity. Then the dam broke and all the inhibitions, all the self-imposed restrictions, came tumbling away. Melissa threw her arms around Shelly's neck and engaged her in a passionate kiss, their tongues swirling together in one mouth then the other. Their hands caressed one another feverishly as if trying to make up for lost time, squeezing breasts and buttocks. 

"Oh, god, Shelly, I've wanted to touch your sexy little body for so long," Melissa confessed.

"And you don't know how long I wanted to feel your sweet lips against mine," Shelly admitted. 

They rolled over until Melissa was on top of Shelly. Melissa started gyrating her hips against Shelly's crotch, their pussy lips meeting up to kiss and rub together. They whimpered and mewled together in ecstasy for a bit. 

"I want more," Shelly begged. 

"What - do you - want?" Melissa asked between kisses. 

"I want to do a sixty-nine with you," Shelly said breathlessly.

"Okay, - let's. I do so want to taste my little sister's sweet, little pussy," Melissa said with a voice full of passion. 

Melissa turned around and brought her glistening pussy lips down to Shelly's waiting mouth while lowering her head between Shelly's smooth, creamy thighs. The whimpering and mewling became louder and faster as tongues lapped in sisters' pussies. The sight of Shelly's tongue snaking and licking the pink folds of Melissa's pussy lips was so erotic my fingers began to stroke my own pussy lips in vicarious pleasure.

"Brea and I will have to get dressed and take off now, - things to do and such," Rosie said to me as she dressed.. "Tell Melissa and Shelly we said thanks for the best slumber party ever." 

"Alright, I will. Thanks for coming," I answered. 

Samantha sat down beside me on the sofa and joined me in a little self pleasure. I placed my hand on her inner thigh just inches from her shaved pussy. As we watched the two sisters doing a sixty-nine on the floor before us, she reached over and started tweaking my nipple. 

"Randy will be coming to pick me up in a little while so I'd better not start something I won't have time to finish," she smiled. 

"Yeah, I'll have to go home for a bit, too, so my parents remember I still live there," I quipped. 

I thought for a moment. 

"I'm planning a swing party here tonight if you and Randy would be interested. We can pick up where we left off then." 

"Randy is a pretty laid-back kind of a guy. I'll see if I can talk him into it," Samantha said.

"Great! We'll start about eight." I said as Melissa and Shelly began making sounds of having orgasms in each others embrace.

*

By eight-fifteen everyone was sitting in the living room. There was Randy and Samantha, Collin and Shelly, Travis and I, and Melissa. I didn't try to find a guy for Melissa because I didn't think she would like that. She's just not ready to get fixed up with someone yet.

Being the perfect hostess, Melissa made drinks for everyone then sat in the living room to chat with the guests a bit. She knew Collin and Randy from school but didn't know Travis very well. Melissa had gotten over her sexual inhibitions very well last night and was looking sexy as could be tonight dressed in a bright red satin oriental dress with the skirt cut up the sides to mid hip. Every time she took a step she showed plenty of shapely leg.

"How long have you known Alicia, Travis?" Melissa asked. 

"We met in school two and a half years ago when we moved here."

Travis is a slender but muscular man who studies martial arts among other things. He is wearing black jeans, a blue shirt and white tie. He is very good looking with sandy hair with curls you love to run your fingers through. 

I am dressed in a black mini skirt and a bright green blouse. 

"It was love at first sight for me," I said. "I hung around him a lot to let him know I was around and he finally asked me out. He was such a gentleman, though, it took him a year to take my cherry in the back seat of his father's car."

Shelly is wearing the new orange dress that hugs her curves when she moves. With her light blond hair and blue eyes, she looks sensational. 

"Collin took my cherry on my eighteenth birthday," Shelly said. "He said it was a birthday present." 

Collin had a blue collar build with big arms but small waist and six pack abs. He has jet black hair with smile wrinkles at the corner of his eyes that gives him a fun loving air.

"I also gave you an engagement ring that day if you remember," Collin smiled. 

Samantha was wearing white slacks and a white jacket that, with her long, chestnut hair, made her look ravishing. 

"I lost my cherry long before I met Randy at the riding academy," Samantha said. "We've been going out for three months now and now we're going steady." 

Randy is a tall muscular man with handsome features whose face and arms are tanned from working outdoors so much. He's wearing boots, new tight fitting western jeans and a blue western shirt. 

"As soon as I met Samantha, I knew she was the girl for me," Randy said. "She's so honest and sincere, I trust her completely. I'd even trust her with my best hunting dog." 

We all laughed at Randy's joke.

"Do you know how important it is to trust each other?" Melissa said. "I was married to a man who was insanely jealous because he was so possessive. He wouldn't trust me at all. If we went out to eat I had to keep my head down and look at my plate. If I dared to look up he would ask me who I was looking at, afraid I was looking at another man." 

"Oh, shit. If people can't trust someone they may as well become a recluse. They're useless," I said.

"A toast and a pledge to always trust the people we love so we don't destroy that love," Melissa said as she raised her glass.

Everyone raised their glass. "A toast and a pledge," we said in unison. 

"For the benefit of the first timers to a swing party, I propose we play a game to get started," I suggested. 

I held seven slips of paper and a ball point pen.

"Now, everyone tell me your favorite sex thing to do. We'll start with Randy and go around the room clockwise." 

"I like to go down on a girl," Randy blushed. 

"Cunnilingus," I wrote on a piece of paper.

"Fellatio," Samantha said, giving Randy a seductive smile.

"Sixty-nine," Melissa said, smiling at Shelly. 

"Doggy style," added Travis. 

"Sucking and licking pretty nipples," said Shelly. 

"Missionary position," Collin said. 

"I'll add mutual masturbation," I said.

Each paper had a different thing written on it now. I spread the papers out, mixed them up and collected them together again. I held the papers out face down in the shape of a fan.

"I need a volunteer to draw one of these papers I'm holding in my hand," I said. "You will do whatever it says with the person of your choice. You may undress, partially undress, or remain clothed. You must stop when you hear applause from the crowd."

Shelly stood and drew a paper from my hand. "Mutual Masturbation," she read.

"With Melissa! Ask Melissa!" some coached. 

Shelly sat beside Melissa and slowly lifted Melissa's skirt until her hand was on her waiting pussy. As I suspected, Melissa wasn't wearing panties. Melissa slid her hand under Shelly's dress up as far as her crotch, her hand clearly moving under the silky material. Shelly pulled her dress up to her hips and slid her panties down to her ankles. Melissa pulled the panties free and put them to her nose, deeply inhaling Shelly's scent, - then passed the panties around the room for everyone to have a whiff.. Except for heavy breathing all over the room, there wasn't a sound to be heard as we watched the sisters masturbate each other. Melissa looked dreamily into Shelly's blue eyes.

"I've wanted to do this to you for so long," Melissa said with a shaky voice. 

"Think how much time we have ahead of us to do this whenever we want," Shelly replied. 

Knowing they were ready to do more we all started to applaud them. They kissed and fixed their clothes.

"Next volunteer," I squeaked and took a sip of my drink to wet my dry mouth. 

Samantha quickly stood up and reached out to take a paper from my hands. "Fellatio." 

"You have three choices," I said. "Randy, Collin or Travis."

"All three?" she asked. 

"Okay, all three if they're willing." 

"Undress! Undress! Undress!" the girls chanted. 

Samantha stood in the center of the room, removed her jacket and tossed it to Randy. She reached behind her and unclasped her black, sheer bra which she tossed aside. As she took off her slacks, Collin and Travis began to undress. She tossed the slacks to Randy who folded them up and began to undress himself. She stood in her black, sheer panties and beckoned the guys to join her in the middle of the floor. 

"I'm finally going to have something I've fantasized about for years!" she said joyfully. 

She got on her knees and lined the naked men up in front of her in a semi- circle. With one cock in her mouth, she stroked the other two cocks with her hands. Randy was in the middle so she started sucking his shaft first while stroking Collin's and Travis' cock. After a few moments, she switched and sucked Collin's cock while stroking the other two. After a bit, she sucked Travis' cock and jerked the other two. This continued for a couple of minutes with Samantha looking like she was in seventh heaven. 

"Babe, if you keep on going like this, I'm gonna shoot my load for sure," moaned Randy. 

We ladies started applauding, signaling Samantha to stop. We wanted to save the men for later. 




Alicia & Shelly Go Riding



In case you haven't read any of my other stories, my name is Alicia and I'm eighteen years old. My best friend since fourth grade and lover since December is Shelly. She's five months older than I and a very beautiful girl, if I may say so at the risk of being a little bit prejudiced. We are bisexual, not lesbians, because we have boyfriends, too. We have introduced two girls in our senior class to the delights of girl on girl love, Brea and Samantha.

There is another new girl in our class who transferred in during the winter holidays. Her name is Rose Marie and she comes from New York, a place called Greenwich or something like that. It pissed her off to change schools in the middle of her senior year, but her father got transferred and it couldn't be helped. She has this chip on her shoulder and takes her misfortunes out on everyone else around her though and comes across as being course and cynical. We tried to befriend her but her anger made it hard to tolerate her.

One day at school we were sitting around, talking with her. Brea and Samantha were there also. Rose Marie was in one of her bad moods, which seemed to be the norm.

"What the fuck do do you people do around here in Hicksville?" she asked. "The stores all close at nine o-clock! In New York, people are just starting to have fun at nine o-clock."

"We have a movie theater, a bowling alley and a roller rink," Shelly told her.

"Also, we have a riding academy where we can go horseback riding," Brea added.

"A riding academy?!" she said. "Who the fuck rides horses?"

"I do!" Brea answered indignantly. "In fact, I own a horse. Do you mean to say you can't ride a horse?"

"I didn't say that. I can do anything if I want to." she said defensively.

"Come riding with us this Saturday then, and show us how good you are," Brea challenged. "I promise you we won't laugh at you when you fall off."

"I'm not going to fall off!" she said arrogantly. "I can do anything you hicks can do. You won't get the best of me."

"You'll go then?" dared Brea.

"Yeah, - I'll go. What should I wear to go horsie-back riding?"

I was amazed at how little Rose Marie knew about riding. I thought everyone knew what you'd wear at least. Seizing the opportunity, I had an idea.

"The spring days are warming up pretty good," I said, winking at Brea. "We'd better dress light in case the sun gets really hot."

"Yeah, a sun dress would be fine," Brea said, looking serious but I could tell she was stifling a laugh.

"Okay, what time?" she asked.

"One o-clock would be good. That'll give us time to get our house chores done and eat lunch," Brea answered, getting a pen and paper from her school bag. "Here's my number in case you need directions."

"Cool. Okay, see you guys at one oclock then."

"Yeah, we'll be there," I assured her.

*

Saturday afternoon came and Brea, Shelly and I were at the stables, waiting for Samantha and Rose Marie to show up. Brea was feeding her horse Salome while we watched. We were dressed in jeans and boots and halter tops. 

Randy, the stable hand was there to saddle up the horses and lead out a group of riders when needed. Randy was a real hunk dressed in jeans, western boots, shirt and a wide brimmed western hat. His snug fitting jeans showed of his ass-sets well when his back was towards you, and when he turned around, the wad in his front would be enough to make a girl's pussy tingle. If I wasn't 'spoken for' to Travis, I'd be trying to fuck him silly. 

Samantha finally showed up and we introduced her to Randy. Randy, being his normal, flirtatious self, put the charm on Samantha who ate it all up. She was so taken by Randy she hardly paid any attention to anyone else but him. 

Rose Marie got there about fifteen minutes late when we were about to give up on her. She was wearing a white sundress with red and pink flowers scattered all over it and low open-toed shoes. She really looked beautiful in it and I felt a pang of guilt for what we had done to her and thought about confessing to her, but then decided to go through with it. She needed a lesson in humility.

Rosie looked at all of us dressed in jeans, then down at herself at what she was wearing. She looked self-conscious like she was considering backing out of the deal.

"Oh, I checked the weather forecast and they said is wasn't going to be hot today, but that's okay, you're fine. You look heavenly," I said.

Brea brought her horse out without a saddle, saying, "You can ride my horse Salome if you'd like, Rosie. She's the most gentle horse here. The academy horses get a little frisky at times."

"Okay, thank you, Brea. That's nice of you."

"My saddle is being mended though, but if you can't ride bareback, we can rent one from the academy," Brea said apologetically.

"I can ride bareback, it's no problem," she said with her usual 'I can do anything better than you' attitude.

I held my hands down for Rose Marie to step on to get up on Salome's back. She put her foot in my hands and, when she swung her leg over Salome's back, I got a good view of two superb butt cheeks and white thong panties.

Randy, who was saddling a horse by Salome, had to step back quickly to keep from getting kicked in the face by Rose Marie.

"Whoa there, did I take your picture there, Cowboy?" Rosie asked, trying to embarrass him, I guess.

"Yep," Randy replied coolly. "It was a very good view, too." He went back to saddling the horse as if nothing had happened.

We mounted up and started up the riding trail which was nothing more than a one lane dirt road. We let the horses walk at a leisurely pace to go easy on Rose Marie. Samantha and Shelly were in front, side by side. Rose Marie and I followed them while Brea brought up the rear. I kept looking at Rosie. Her breaths were getting short and her eyes bigger around. Her pupils were beginning to dilate showing her sexual arousal.

We had to navigate around some large ruts in the road which caused the horses to step differently. I smiled to myself when I heard Rosie let out an "OH!"

Farther up the trail, Shelly turned around and said, "Let's trot a little bit."

"Okay," I answered. "Rosie, hold tight with your legs so you don't fall off and make a clucking noise to make Salome go faster."

"Okay," she answered with a shaky voice.

We bounced on our horses backs as they trotted along and with each bounce, our pussies would smack solidly on the saddle, or in Rose Marie's case, the horse's bare back. It is the second best feeling to a girl to being fucked.

I could hear Rosie start to whimper now, and every now and then she'd let out an "Oh, gawd, oh."

We dropped back to a walk and I looked over at Rosie. Trotting had caused her dress to blow back exposing her white panty crotch pressed on the horse's back. In her condition, I don't think she cared where her dress was. She had no stirrups so couldn't raise up for relief so she had to let Salome's neck muscle caress her pussy with nothing but a thin strip of material between them.

"OH, my gawd, um, oh," Rosie moaned. 

"Are you alright, Rosie?" I asked.

"I'm fine," she replied. "I just can't - keep from coming."

"Wait up, Shelly! We need to take a rest," I called.

We dismounted and Rosie literally slid off Salome's back to the ground with legs too weak to hold her up.

"Here, let me help you," I offered and went to help her up, holding up her dress to brush some leaves and grass off her butt cheeks. What lovely butt cheeks they were. I made sure I got them nice and clean before I put her dress down.

We tied the horses to a tree and sat on some tall grass at the side of the road.

"Phew! You guys sure set me up." Rosie said, still breathing heavy.

"Yeah, we're sorry," I admitted. "Will you forgive us?"

"Yeah, I forgive you, no problem."

"At least she's a good sport about it," said Shelly.

"You're not angry with us, are you?" Brea asked.

"How could I be angry with you when I've never been so sexually satisfied in all my life?! I should thank you."

"But we did it in such a mean way. I feel horrible now," Shelly said

"We should move farther back in the woods to get the horses out of the trail," Brea suggested.

We led the horses back into the woods where we found a cleared area that had tall grass in it for the horses to chew on. We tied the horses up and sat in the grass at the other side of the clearing.

"I guess you're done with horseback riding after today, - can't say I blame you much," Brea said.

"Hell, no! I love horses! If Salome was a 'he' instead of a 'she' I'd marry her," she chuckled. "I was gonna suggest we go riding again next week. Could we?" 

"That would be great, Rosie!" Brea exclaimed. "Next time you can wear jeans and we'll have a saddle for you."

"That's good, although, I'll miss being masturbated by Salome's neck," Rosie joked. She lifted her dress and spread her legs, putting her fingers to her crotch. "Look at this, my panties are soaked!"

I put my fingers on her panties, feeling the wetness of the material and the contour of her pussy lips beneath. "What did you do, pee yourself?" I joked.

"I might as well have," she said pulling her dress back down.

"So, do you still think we're a bunch of hicks with nothing to do?" Samantha asked.

"Aw, hey, I was just blowing off steam because I was pissed about moving and leaving my friends behind."

"We figured as much," Shelly said. "We'd like to be your new friends now - if you're willing."

"Yeah, I've already made you my best friends. So what else are you guys into?"

We looked at each other, not knowing quite how to answer that question.

"Do you like girls?" I asked her, tempted to put my fingers to my nose to smell her pussy juices but denying myself the pleasure.

"What do you mean, 'do I like girls?' You mean do I, like, "like" girls?"

"Yeah. Have you ever had a girl lick your pussy until you came?" I asked.

"No, never."

"Have you ever let a girl masturbate you while you masturbated her?" Shelly asked.

"No. Hey, - wait a minute, you guys aren't - 

"We're bisexuals, we love women just as much as we love men," I told her.

"You asked what else are we into, so we're telling you," Shelly said.

"It's like, we help each other masturbate when no males are around - or when we're in the mood for something different," Samantha said.

"See, we have this club that meets at - that meets at a house where bisexual and gay women get together to have fun," Brea told her.

"It's a sex club for women. We meet every Friday night," I told her.

"Ho - lee - shit! And I thought New York was a swinging town!" she said.

"You're welcome to join us if you want to. If you don't want to - (shrug) - you don't have to and we'll still be good friends," Shelly told her.

"We would ask that you don't spread the news around if you don't join," I said. "There's only two rules that you have to meet to be a member in good standing. You have to shave your pussy and you have to make love to at least one member. - What do you think? Would you like to join us?"

"I don't know, - I'll have to think about that," she said.

"Would you like a free preview of what it would be like?" Shelly offered.

She didn't say yes, but she didn't say no. Brea and I kissed as she watched us . Shelly and Samantha started to undress each other. Rosie sat with her knees up, panties showing carelessly, arms folded across her knees and chin on her arms, watching Shelly and Samantha as their clothing fell to the ground.

I removed my top and let my bra-less breasts bounce free. Brea took off her shirt and brassiere and let the sun shine on her ample breasts. Rosie gave a soft whistle at the sight of Brea's gorgeous tits..

Shelly and Samantha were nude, on their knees kissing while their right hand fingered the pussy of the other. Their left hand caressed perky breasts.

I was laying so close to Rosie my head almost touched her hip where she sat. Brea was sort of on top of me with one leg between mine, humping her pussy against my thigh while bumping my pussy with her thigh. Our right breasts were pressed together as we humped one anothers leg. I could tell by Rosie's heavier breathing and dilated pupils that she was getting aroused, so I gently took hold of her arm and guided her hand to my left breast. I held her hand there but her fingers massaged my breast on their own.

I looked at Shelly and Samantha again. What an erotic sight they were, kissing passionately while playing with each others breasts, Their hands masturbating the pussy in front of them.

Samantha started to come on Shelly's fingers with various whimpers, trying not to make any noise. Sounds travel far in the woods.

Brea got up and pulled my boots and jeans off, then removed her own. She put her knee between my legs again and humped my leg faster and harder as her orgasm came near. She moaned and gasped as her orgasm shook her body, then fell away from me. I guided Rosie's hand ever so slowly from my breast down my ribcage, over my stomach, across my abdomen to my panties where I stopped at the waistband and took my hand away.

"Would you finish me off, please," I asked her.

Her nostrils flared showing her arousal, but she hesitated. But soon her fingers slipped slowly under the waistband of my panties and traveled gingerly across my shaved, smooth mound. Her hand trembled almost violently as her fingers slid farther down to find my moist slit waiting there. I rolled slightly to where I could reach her panties and gently massaged her pussy lips through the material. I held my mouth open up to her in an invitation to kiss. She moved back and brought her mouth down on mine. Brea pulled my panties off to give Rosie freedom of movement in my wet pussy. We broke the kiss and resumed our mutual masturbation. Rosie then masturbated my pussy like it was her own and enjoyed the experience almost as much.

Brea moved to Rosie and pulled her wet thongs down and off. I inserted a finger into Rosie's wet pussy and searched for her g-spot. When I found it, she let out a low moan of pleasure.

Rosie's fingers in my pussy had aroused me to fever pitch and soon I could feel my orgasm begin to boil deep within. When I reached my peak I let out a low moan and crashed with delight.

I didn't forget about Rosie. I got up on my knees and inserted two fingers deep into her love canal and massaged her g-spot with a 'come here' gesture of my fingers. I finger fucked her, making sure a finger would caress her g-spot with every stroke until a squeal from her signaled the arrival of an intense orgasm. Her body shook and rocked in orgasmic bliss. When she settled back, I took my fingers from her pussy and licked them clean while she watched me. To cap things off, I twisted Rosie's thongs and held them high in the air. I brought them down over my mouth and squeezed them, letting a drop of fluid drop to my waiting tongue.

"Fucking shit! I didn't think I could come again but that was the best one ever!" she exclaimed. "You - are - fucking amazing."

"Thanks, but we need to get back and return the horses. We've been gone for over an hour." I said wistfully.

"Yeah, and I need to get home and shave my pussy!" Rosie quipped.

"You're joining the club?" Brea asked.

"Fucking aye," she exclaimed. "If it is going to be anything like today, I wouldn't want to miss it." 

"You have my number if you have any questions about it," 

We got dressed and I noticed Rosie, somewhat stronger but still wobbly legged, thinking about getting back on her horse.

"I'll trade horses with you if you'd like," I offered."

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you," she replied. "My pussy needs a rest. My panties are still wet, - I'll make the saddle smell like pussy though."

"That's okay, your pussy smells like a horse," Samantha joked.

"Oh, it does not!" she said defensively. "Does it?" looking at me.

I put my fingers to my nose, "Your pussy smells wonderful, just the way a pussy should smell."

We mounted up and rode back to the stables. When Randy saw that Rose Marie had changed horses, He grinned knowingly.

*

Monday after school, Rose Marie caught up with me outside.

"Alicia, hey, wait up!" she called.

"Hey, Rosie. What's up?" 

"Are you headed home?" she asked.

"Yeah, I live so close I don't ride the bus," I answered.

"Are your parents home?" she quizzed.

"Well, my dad's at work but my mom's at home. Why?"

"I shaved my pussy, I thought maybe you'd like to see it."

"Oh, sure, - ah, maybe we could sneak into my bedroom long enough for that." 

"I'll walk you home - if that's alright."

"Sure, fine. So how was your weekend?" I said making small talk.

"I've been so horny since Saturday, I could hardly sit still. I loved what you did with your fingers."

"Yeah, I loved what you did with your fingers, too," I said feeling my pussy start to tingle.

"Well, could we continue where we left off?"

"I'd love to, Rosie, but my mom's home. We'll have to play it by ear." 

The tingle in my pussy became a throb. I really did want Rosie. She looked so pretty in her school skirt, walking with me and had lost her anger now. I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her right there.

We soon were home and my mother was there, reading through her cookbooks. I introduced her to Rosie and let them exchange small talk. I was trying to think of an excuse to invite Rosie up to my room but couldn't think of a single thing. I need to have a hobby or something, I thought.

"Well, I need to go to the store," Mom said. "You girls can hold down the fort while I'm gone. And, Alicia, stay out of the snacks so close to supper."

"Yes, Mother," I said, exasperated. As she went out the door I said, "Mothers!" to Rosie. 

"Well, at least you have a mother. All I have is my father. Do you know what it's like to want to talk to your mother about something and all you have is a father who is a mother-substitute?"

"No," I said softly, appreciating the fact that I had a mother. "But you don't know how anal she can be sometimes, especially here lately," I spat. "Something seems to be bugging her and I don't know what it is."

"Your mother has never worked, was always home to look after everyone's needs, had no worries or plans of her own, is probably approaching the change of life, and you don't know what's bugging her?"

"No," I said in bewilderment, stunned that someone was lecturing me about my mother.

"She needs to have an affair." Rosie said bluntly."

"Rosie!" I was shocked. "She's a happily married woman! She'd never have an affair."

"Oh? How happy would you say she was in the past six months, or year, or past five years? I'd say she's got the over forty blues and is probably wondering every morning she wakes up what all she has missed and will miss out on in the future in life."

"Oh, - gawd, - do you think so?"

"That's what happened to my mom. She passed forty, I turned eighteen, Daddy had a great job he was all wrapped up in, and she went off the deep end because she felt she was denied something. It happens."

"I love my Mom and would hate to lose her like that. What can I do?"

"She needs to meet new and exciting friends, - maybe a toy boy, a young lover to use as a fuck buddy. Or, maybe a woman friend, - like the friends you have. Do you think she would go for another woman? She's a beautiful woman and could get anyone she wants."

"I suppose you're right, but - gawd - she's my mother. I don't think I could help her like that."

"Maybe not directly, but do everything you can to not stand in her way."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. - Well enough about my mother. You said you had something to show me? Let's go up to my bedroom."

Rosie followed me up the stairs, probably looking up my short skirt, on the way to my bedroom. I know how girls who just discovered they like girls are, they're worse than boys.




Alicia & Shelly Go Riding



In my bedroom, I turned on my stereo. The volume was a little bit loud but that's the way I like it. I sat on my bed but Rosie remained standing. She began dancing to the music.

"My pussy's wet," she said dreamily.

"So is mine," I stated emphatically.

I kicked my shoes off and sat on my heels to watch Rosie do a strip tease for me. Slowly she took off her shoes, her linen blouse, her lacy bra, her short skirt and her socks, all to the beat of the music. The song changed and she danced seductively for me wearing just her white thong panties. When that song was about to end, she slowly peeled down her panties and stood posing with her newly shaved pussy. Her body was so-o-o-o sexy. 

She laid down beside me and we began kissing, french kissing, and feeling each other up like silly, horny school girls. Well, that's what we were, though, at our age, we're supposed to act like young women. Her hand was all over me, squeezing my breasts, caressing my legs, and stroking my pussy through my panties, heating me up good and proper.

I took my clothes off as fast as I could and laid down beside her.

"How do you masturbate?" I asked her.

"With two fingers, one on each side of my clit and rub in circles," she said with a curious look.

Let's masturbate together. I want to see you jerk off till you come," I suggested.

We laid back and began to masturbate. I watched her hand and she watched my hand. We were wet and ready so it took no time for us to have an orgasm. I noticed when she came her pussy was wetter than mine, but with my orgasm rippling through me, I couldn't think any more about that.

"Lets sixty-nine now, Alicia. I'm dying for my first taste of pussy, - and want your lips on my pussy so bad."

She got over me with her head between my legs and brought her pussy down to my waiting lips. What a pleasurable taste her pussy had with her pussy juice and baths soap scent mixed together. I doggy kissed her butterfly lips with a flat tongue which made her pussy lubricate even more. 

She went for my love canal right away, sticking her tongue in as far as she could get it, drinking my pussy juices which were flowing profusely now. After getting a good taste of my pussy, she moved up to my clit which she sucked on and gently nibbled it with her lips. It didn't take long to give me an orgasm.

I flicked my tongue rapidly across her clit, making her howl with joy. She rewarded my tongue with a fresh supply of pussy juice, mewling as she came. I noticed small streams of clear liquid coming out of her pussy in little squirts.

"Did you piss?"

"NO," she said indignantly. "Why?"

"Well, you squirted when you came then," I informed her.

"Get the fuck out! I squirted??" she asked, astonished.

I guess that's how your panties got so wet from riding Salome."

"Well, fuck me in the ear! I'm a squirter!"

"Yep. We'll have to remember to put a towel under you," I grinned.

"I want to try doing what you and Brea did. Can we?" she asked.

"Put your knee between my thighs," I told her.

We fucked our thighs, our pussies touching with every stroke of our hips until we had another noisy orgasm. Rosie was rubbing our pussies together again when the bedroom door opened and my mother entered the room.

"Are you all right I heard - ALICIA!" she said with the most shocked expression I've ever seen on her face.

Rosie got up slowly and sat on the bed, not trying to cover up. I was too shocked to move.

"Alicia! Rose Marie! How could you?"

"It was easy. We took our clothes off and -" Rosie quipped.

"What do you think you are doing in my house," she said to Rosie, almost crying.

"We were helping each other masturbate to get off. It's much more enjoyable than whacking alone. Don't you ever masturbate, Mrs., ah, - What's your mother's name?"

"Jean."

"Don't you ever masturbate, Jean? Don't you just love the way your fingers feel in your pussy, massaging your swollen joy button? Oh, sure you do, we all do. I've been masturbating since I was eleven years old. Sometimes I masturbate four or five times a day, it feels so good" 

I was amazed at how quickly Rosie calmed my mother down.

"So?" Mother said.

"So that's all we were doing. It's so much better to have someone help you masturbate and get your pussy off than to do it yourself all the time. Is that so bad to want to get off and make your wet pussy come? Are you ashamed of yourself when you masturbate, Jean?"

"No."

I do believe Rosie was getting Mother sexually excited. She was stroking Mom's upper arm and Mom never pulled away.

"But you are - " Mom started. 

"We are over eighteen and legally adults now," Rosie reminded her. "We are bisexual adults and right now we are horny as hell. I think you are horny, too, Jean, - aren't you? - Wouldn't you like to join us and masturbate too?"

I was as shocked at the question as Mom was, but Mom didn't say no!

"I - I have to cook supper," she said softly.

"We'll order pizzas and you can stay here and have fun with us instead of cooking supper."

Rosie had put her hand on Mother's knee and would slide it up under her dress while she talked. Mother would push her hand away but with less resistance each time.

"Is your pussy wet, Jean?"

Mom didn't answer, all she could do was whimper.

"Your pussy is wet, isn't it, Jean?!"

"Yes," she whispered.

"Yes what?"

"My pussy is wet."

I have never heard my mother say those words, or anything like them.

"Alicia, why don't you order the pizzas while your mother and I masturbate?"

I got up to go to the phone, not believing what I was seeing and hearing. It was like an erotic dream.

"There, Alicia is going to order pizza. She wants you to masturbate with me and be happy. Don't you want her to want you to be happy?" 

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I want her - to want me to be happy." I heard Mom say before I left the room. 

After I ordered the pizzas, I went back to my room, still naked, and found Mother lying on my bed with her dress up and Rosie stroking Mom's white panty crotch. I laid down beside Mother and watched Rosie's hand masturbate my mother's pussy. It turned me on so much I had to touch myself while I watched.Rosie's hand. Mother saw what I was doing and watched my hand play with my pussy. 

Mom was whimpering now and Rosie slid her hand under Mom's panties. I could hear wet squishy noises as Rosie's fingers worked in Mom's sopping wet pussy. Rosie and I were masturbating faster now, getting ready to come again. Mom started to moan loudly and toss her head from side to side.

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead, come for me, Jean. Let your pretty pussy come over my fingers. That's it, come for me, Jean. Go ahead, come"

Mom had an intense orgasm, moaning loudly as Rosie's fingers worked in her pussy. The sight and sound of my mother having an intense orgasm brought me to my goal. I creamed on my fingers with a low moan.

"Oh, gawd, I'm coming!" I said.

"Watch me come now, Jean. I'm almost there, watch me come."

Rosie was masturbating herself while she did Mom, and soon brought herself to a crashing orgasm. Clear liquid squirted from her pussy again, this time even more than before, most of it landing on the carpet.

Mom looked at me and smiled sheepishly, then looked at Rosie who kissed her mouth tenderly. Mom returned the kiss and cupped Rosie's breast.

"That's what we were doing, just masturbating is all. It's alright if we masturbate, isn't it?" You can join us anytime you feel like it. Would you like that?"

"Yes, you can masturbate in my house anytime you want to, and I just might join you from time to time," Mom said. "I never even guessed girls could be so much fun. Thank you, Rose Marie."

The doorbell rang and Mom jumped up from the bed. I never seen her with so much spring in her step. 

"That's probably the pizzas. I'll get it. You girls really should get dressed before you come down, you're father will be home any minute. We don't need him asking too many questions now, do we?!"

Mom hurried to the door to get the pizzas.

"How the hell did you do that? One minute she was upset with us and the next she's eating out of your hand."

" Street psychology, the best defense is a good offense," she said. "Always try to keep your opponent on the defensive, that way they can't attack you."

"Let's go get some pizza, I'm hungry."

*

The next day at school I told Shelly what happened with my Mom and Rosie. No matter how many times I recounted the events of the previous day, she just couldn't fully comprehend it all. Rosie, Shelly and I decided to meet at my house after school. Partly excited, partly apprehensive, we walked the distance from school to my house in record time, uttering a thousand 'what ifs'."

Usually when I come home with someone, it was, 'hello, how are you, Alicia do this', but not this time.This time she was much different.

"Shelly! Rosie! How nice to see you! Would you like a soda pop and some chips? Have a seat in the living room and I'll bring it out to you."

I went into the bathroom and brought out some towels to sit on just in case.

Mom wasn't dressed the way she usually is in a house-dress made for working in and low shoes. Today she was wearing a knee-length skirt that fit close to her ample butt, and high heeled shoes. Her blouse was low-cut which revealed ample cleavage between her more than adequate breasts. She sat with us and had some soda and chips.

"I shouldn't be eating these chips, they're too fattening. I already look like Pamela Anderson," she said, lifting a breast in each hand and bouncing them a few times, giggling. 

I didn't even know she knew who Pamela Anderson was, let alone that she would compare her breasts with her's. 

Shelly and I were sitting on the love seat so Rosie was sitting on the sofa next to Mom. She leaned in close to Mom.

"You're looking beautiful today, Jean, all dressed up and made up," Rosie said, sniffing. "Wearing perfume too. Sexy!"

"It's just some cheap stuff I got for Christmas last year."

"Yes, you do look pretty today," Shelly said, noticing the change. "You even look younger today."

Mom was wearing a gold chain necklace with a heart locket which Rosie picked up to admire, touching plenty of skin on Mom's neck and upper chest as she did so.

"Pretty necklace. Mmmmmm, nice soft skin," Rosie said in a sultry voice.

Rosie ran her fingertips lightly over the tops of Mom's breasts, touching only the part that showed in her low-cut blouse. Mom looked over nervously at Shelly and I. I nudged Shelly's leg with my knee and we began kissing, stroking arms and brushing breasts. The last thing Mom needed was an audience.

Mom parted her lips slightly when Rosie leaned down to kiss her mouth lightly. One kiss turned into dozens, and quick little kisses turned into long lasting French kisses.

I helped Shelly off with her top and she helped me take off mine. I unclasped her brassiere and she unhooked mine. I began to doggy kiss Shelly's perky nipples. I took only quick glances at my mother from time to time to see how things were progressing, attempting to stay one step ahead of them to keep Mom at ease. I slid a hand up Shelly's leg to caress her crotch.

Mom uncrossed her legs and put a hand on Rosie's bare thigh to feel the smoothness of her skin. I realized then that Mom was still a very pretty woman even though tiny wrinkles started to form at the corner of her eyes. She married Dad right out of high school and had me at nineteen which would make her about thirty-seven now, and still a hot piece of ass as the boys would say. Rosie put her hand on Mom's knee. Mom allowed her legs to part slowly to expose her stockinged legs and milky-white thighs, encouraging Rosie's fingers to move forward..

Shelly was now kissing my perky breasts and sucking my nipples as her hand massaged my crotch.

Rosie was kissing Mom's breasts through her blouse while slowly moving her hand farther up Mom's parted legs. She put her hand on Mom's breasts to squeeze them gently.

"Let's take these off so I can see your hooters," Rosie said.

Mom leaned forward while looking at Shelly and me and pulled her top up over her head, then allowed Rosie to unclasp her brassiere. Her breasts sprung into view and were as beautiful as any I've seen anywhere. More beautiful than mine or Shelly's. I made a mental note to compliment Mom's figure to Dad every chance I got to get him to appreciate her more. 

"Would you like to see my breasts, too?" Rosie asked softly.

"Yes. Let me see them and touch them," Mom replied, her voice husky with passion.

She started pulling on Rosie's blouse so Rosie removed it and her brassiere. Mom reached over and caressed Rosie's breasts, then Mom leaned back as Rosie engulfed a nipple with her mouth and swooned as Rosie sucked on each nipple, pulling it up with her suction and letting it plop back down.

Rosie's hand had pushed Mom's skirt all the way up her legs now, and was massaging Mom's pussy through her panties. Mom's whimpers and mewls became louder as she encouraged Rosie not to stop. 

"Oh, Rosie, that feels so good. Don't stop."

Shelly and I had removed our skirts and had a hand in each others panties, fingering the slits we found there. We helped each other off with our panties and Shelly got between my thighs and doggy kissed my pussy.

Mom was watching us with great interest. Rosie looked back at us and slid her hand beneath the waistband of Mom's panties to her waiting pussy. Mom moaned with great pleasure as fingers found her love nest. She squeezed Rosie's breasts as they kissed deeply. Rosie pushed Mom's panties down, then bent down to take then off.

Shelly and I got into a sixty-nine position where we could do each other and watch what Mom and Rosie were doing at the same time.

Rosie caressed around Mom's clit, then slipped a finger deep into Mom's wet love canal. Mom's legs flew apart wider in acceptance of the penetration and moaned with glee. Mom had hair all around down there, but not so thick that I couldn't see her clit, butterfly lips and Rosie's finger sawing in and out of her sopping wet fuck hole, making wet, sticky noises with each thrust. My Mom was no longer my mother then, but a beautiful young woman having wonderful sex. I was so turned on by the sight.

"Have you ever tasted pussy before?" Rosie asked her.

"No," Mom said softly. 

"Would you like to taste mine? If you don't like it you can quit," Rosie said softly.

"Okay, let me try it," Mom replied.

Rosie got up and removed her skirt and panties then sat back down. Mom removed her skirt, then knelt between Rosie's feet. Naked, Mom lowered her lips to Rosie's smooth slit for her very first taste of pussy. Her butt was in the air with her pussy lips nestled under her butt cheeks so sweetly. She swooned and doggy kissed Rosie's shaved pussy with pleasure.

The sight of Mom's naked butt waving in the air, her sweet pussy flashing at me, her mouth buried deep in Rosie's cunt was just too erotic. I had a crushing orgasm right there, moaning loudly as I came.

"Oh, fuck, I'm coming," I moaned.

Mom looked back at me to watch me have an orgasm. I guess she got off watching her daughter bust a nut. I inserted a finger into Shelly's asshole and licked her clit until she had a wonderful orgasm, her pussy juice running all over my lips and cheeks. 

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, I'm coming," she squealed.

Mom went back to licking Rosie's pussy, drinking Rosie's pussy juice and bobbing her head as she delved every nook and cranny of Rosie's wet cunt. I don't know what came over me then, all I knew was there was a beautiful young woman in front of me whose pussy needed to be pleased. I knelt behind her beautiful butt, put my hands on her beautiful, sexy butt cheeks and spread her ass open. Before she knew what was happening, my tongue was deep into her sopping wet pussy and Shelly was playing with her beautiful breasts.

When Mom realized what was happening, she was too far gone to do anything but swoon and enjoy every minute of it. She moaned and shivered and shook as her orgasm approached and I was the one bringing it on. I swirled my tongue around her clit and inserted a finger into her love canal. She came almost immediately.

"Oh, gosh, I'm going to explode! I - aaahhhh."

I felt her pussy muscles contracting against my tongue and finger as she experience the throws of an intense orgasm. I kissed Shelly so she, too, could get a taste of Mom's pussy juices off of my lips.

Mom kept working on Rosie's pussy until she finally was overtaken by a splendid orgasm. Rosie squirted a series of sprays of clear love juice as her pussy convulsed with orgasmic spasms. We were all surprised at the copious amount of liquid shooting forth from between Rosie's butterfly lips. Mom's hands were under Rosie's butt cheeks and she gazed at the shaved pussy before her as though she wanted to remember what it looked like forever. She gave it one last kiss then got up. 

"I wish we had more time, but I have to get supper ready." 

While we got dressed and I asked Mom, "What have you got planned for Friday night? How about a girl's night out with your daughter and her friends?" I asked. 

***



Alicia & Shelly, Swinging



I'm Alicia. I just turned eighteen one month ago. My very best friend, Shelly, is five months older than I. Not only have we been best friends since the fourth grade, we became lovers at the Log Cabin Motel two days after I turned eighteen. 

My boyfriend's name is Travis. He's two years older than I and goes to college. He's going to be a designer and draw blueprints and such. Shelly's boyfriend's name is Collin. He is working for his father in the air conditioning business that he hopes he will take over when his father retires soon. I think he's twenty-one. Shelly and Collin plan to get married this September. Travis and I plan on getting married but we haven't set a date yet. He wants to wait until he's out of school and has a good job.

We don't usually double date, in fact, this will be the first time Shelly and I double dated with Travis and Collin, but circumstances with vehicles made it necessary this Saturday night. We either had to borrow a car or sit and watch TV with our parents, which is no date at all. I was elected to ask my Dad.

Daddy was sitting in his favorite chair, watching the news on TV. I hate the news, they never have anything good to say.

"Daddy, can we borrow the car tonight?" I asked in my most innocent daughter voice. 

"The car? Where are you going?" he asked with a bit of concern.

"Collin and Shelly and Travis and I want to go to the drive-in to see a movie. I'll let Collin do the driving since he's the oldest and more experienced."

"Well, okay, but remember to put some gas in it this time," he replied. " It's already low."

I kissed his cheek and got the car keys from him.

"Thanks, Dad. I'll make them fill it up."

I called Shelly to tell her it was on for tonight. Shelly, who was closer than a sister to me, was all excited about us double dating.

"Oh, Alicia!" That's super," she gushed. "It'll be almost like we're dating each other. Won't it?"

"Yeah, except for one thing," I mused. "I wonder how a girl tells her boyfriend that she's bisexual and that he has to share her with her girlfriend?"

"I don't know. I guess we should tell the guys, it would be like cheating on them before we were even married if we kept it a secret. Wouldn't it?" 

"Yeah, I guess you're right," I agreed. "We'll have to think of a way."

We drove up the highway for our intended destination. Collin drove expertly with Shelly sitting beside him in the front seat. I sat behind her in the back and Travis sat behind Collin. We passed by the Log Cabin Motel with its colorful sign all lit up. I put my hand on Shelly's shoulder and she squeezed my hand as we watched the motel go by, then we looked at each other and smiled.

Collin parked Daddy's big Chrysler in the back row where cars were spread out a lot. Our nearest neighbor was five spaces away. The fact that it was still cold out and you had to keep running the engine to keep the car warm made the crowd light, too.

Collin and Shelly sat in the front seat while Travis and I took the back seat. We were necking within minutes of getting parked. Seeing Shelly kiss Collin had the same effect on me as seeing her with Maria. I wasn't at all jealous but it made me horny and all damp inside.

Part way through the first film Shelly said she had to pee. Collin gave her some money and told her to get him a hot dog while she was there. Travis said he wanted a hot dog also. I told Shelly that I'd go with her to help her.

On the way, we passed a car with two girls in it. They were kissing and making out. They paused just long enough to watch us go by. I dropped a hand down to squeeze Shelly's butt cheek and the girls resumed their kissing.

"Why is it that guys always seem to be hungry?" Shelly asked.

"So we can get to them, I suppose. Haven't you heard? The best way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

"Yeah, I've heard that," she replied. "Lets go to the restroom first, I really do need to pee."

We went into the girl's room and found three stalls. It was deserted and Shelly went for the farthest stall back. On an impulse, I followed after her.

"I want to watch you go," I told her.

"You're crazy."

"Maybe so, but I want to watch you pee. I've seen you do just about everything else," I said.

Shelly lifted her skirt as I knelt in front of her to pull her panties down. I pulled them all the way down and let her step out of them. She sat her naked butt on the toilet seat, spreading her legs wide to allow me to see better. I held her butterfly lips open with my thumb and index finger and waited breathlessly. Soon, a small trickle of pee came out of her pee hole, followed by a steady stream of pee. I put my fingers in the flow of warm fluid and smelled my fingers. I detected only a slight smell of urine which turned me on. I licked her pee off my fingers, savoring the taste.

"You're such a dirty girl. That's what I love about you," Shelly said with a husky voice.

The stream ended with a few finishing trickles and Shelly started to get up but I pushed her back down.

"Wait a minute, let me clean you up first."

I went and got a paper towel which I wet slightly. Back in the stall I washed Shelly's bare pussy lovingly. She stood when I finished.

"Don't you have to go too?" she asked me.

"I'll see if I can."

I raised my skirt and Shelly pulled my panties down. I sat down and strained a little. Pretty soon a slight trickle came out to Shelly's delight. She held my lips open and watched as I peed for her.

"Oh my god, how erotic. How do you think of these things that are such a turn- on?" she asked.

"It's just my dirty girl instinct, I suppose."

Shelly wiped the pee from my butterfly lips and licked the pee from her fingers, relishing my flavor.

I stuffed my panties into my jacket pocket and handed Shelly hers. She did the same thing with her panties. We hugged and kissed, grinding our pussies together and became very turned on as we clutched each other by the butt cheeks.

"We'd better get back to our guys before we spend the night fucking each other here in the bathroom," Shelly said.

We went to the refreshment bar and bought the hot dogs. We went past the car with the two girls in it, a little closer to it this time. A head with long dark hair was bobbing up and down between two milky white thighs that seemed to shine in the darkness, reflecting the bright moonlight. I took Shelly's hand and squeezed it.

"I see it," Shelly said in a low voice.

We got back in our car and handed the guys their hot dogs. They were talking about sports and didn't even think to thank us. We sat there with our arms folded and pussies throbbing while they fed their face and yaked about different sports players.

"If you two are going to talk all night, Shelly and I are going to get in the back seat together and commence without you!" I said disgustedly.

"The hell you say," Travis retorted with a chuckle.

"The hell I don't say!" I spat, visibly angry now.

"That I'd love to see," Collin said with a 'dare you to' smirk.

That was all I could take. The thing I had fretted about all night was handed to me, gift wrapped and all, so I jumped on it as my anger took over.

"Travis, get your sorry ass up front if you want to talk sports! Shelly, get back here with me and let's show these baboons how to properly satisfy a girl's sexual needs," I said angrily.

Shelly hesitated, wondering what to do next.

"Go ahead, Shelly. Let's see Miss ratchet jaw put her money where her mouth is," Collin dared.

"Yeah, that's something I'd like to see," said Travis, grinning from ear to ear.

Shelly got out and traded places with Travis in the back seat with me. We fell into each others arms and began to kiss deeply but tenderly. I caressed Shelly's breasts through her dress. The whimpering sounds she made told everyone how much she was enjoying my love making. She caressed my breasts in return.

"I love you, Alicia," Shelly said with emotion you could feel.

"I love you, too, Shelly. I have for a long, long time now."

The car engine started up to warm the car up some more. The windows fogged up with so much moisture you could write your name in it. We shed our jackets in the warm automobile. You could hear a pin drop in the front seat now. I placed a hand on Shelly's knee and slowly raked my fingernails lightly up her inner thigh, causing her legs to gradually open.

I could hear heavy breathing in the front seat now, but I wasn't going to stop until I was quite finished. I flipped Shelly's dress up over her tummy, exposing her naked, smooth pussy lips to everyone's view. She put her hand on my inner thigh and slid my dress up to expose my shaved pussy. We started running our fingers all along the outside of each others pussy lips.

"Holy shit," I heard someone whisper in the front seat.

I motioned to Shelly to sit up and helped her off with her dress and bra. She did the same for me and we were both naked as jaybirds. I laid down on the seat and Shelly laid on top of me. We put our knee between each others legs and humped the thigh of one another. How I loved to feel Shelly's sticky juices from her pussy smeared against my thigh while I spread my gooey love juices around on Shelly's thigh. I sensed we were both getting close.

I heard a low groan from the front seat as I motioned for Shelly to get on top for a sixty-nine position. I felt Shelly's tender lips come in contact with my butterfly lips as she lowered her pussy to my eager tongue's service. I ran the tip of my tongue along the inside of her butterfly lips down to the bottom of her slit where I plunged my tongue deep into her love hole and tongue fucked her for a bit. Her pussy was so wet I had to swallow some of her juices.

I felt Shelly insert two fingers into my love hole while she flicked her tongue over my little pink bump, as I like to call it. I moved my tongue up to find Shelly's clit and inserted a finger in her love canal to find her g-spot. I caressed it with my fingertip with a 'come here' motion. I could tell by Shelly's whimpering and mewling that she was very close, and I knew I wouldn't be very far behind her. We climbed Mount Orgasm slowly but steadily until we reached the top, Shelly first as she buried her mouth in my pussy and let out a long high pitched moan. Her voice against my clit made it send the final vibrations to my orgasm center. I bucked and let out a long, low moan as my orgasm took control of my entire body.

"Oh, fuck! I'm coming," was all I could say.

"I came too," Shelly said.

Shelly laid heavily on me and relaxed as I caressed her smooth butt cheeks. I pressed a finger into her puckered hot spot which made her clench her ass by reflex, then let it open to admit the finger to the knuckle. Shelly loves to have her ass played with.

A cough in the front seat made us remember the guys were there so we untangled and sat up on the seat. The look on the guys faces was priceless. No more cocky macho attitude now. It was replaced by a real appreciation for the two women in the back seat.

Finally Collin spoke, "How long have you two been doing that?"

"We started about two one month ago, and since we started, there's no going back," I said. "We're going to do it from now on, so both you guys had better watch your ass and treat us right."

"I'll always treat you right, Alicia," Travis said.

"If I didn't think so, I'd send your ass packing," I answered. "Come back here, I'm not finished yet. I'm good for four or five orgasms before I call it quits."

"I'll do whatever it takes to please you, Hun, I promise."

I wouldn't call Travis hen pecked but he sure had an obedient attitude at that moment.

"Now you're getting the idea!" I said. "The good Book says a man is supposed to put his wife's needs above his own, and the wife is supposed to put her husband's needs above her own wants and wishes. That keeps everybody happy and satisfied. Ask any preacher man and he'll tell you."

Shelly got out, even though she was as naked as a jaybird, and traded places with Travis again. This time Collin took her in his arms and acted like he was madly in love with her. A man is a complicated animal with so many buttons to push, but if you push the right buttons at the right time, you can get him to do just about anything you want him to. We got Collin so hot and bothered, he forgot all about his tummy and sports.

Travis hugged me close and began to kiss my breasts. I gave him instructions on just what to do using the proper technique. Girls, I'll tell you something right now. If your man ignores what you want or refuses to do it, kick his ass to the curb. But if you don't tell him what you want and how you want it done, then it's nobody's fault but your own stupid fault if he doesn't do it, so don't blame him. Blame yourself.

Getting the hang of how to treat my breasts, I let Travis graduate to my pussy. I showed him exactly where my clit is and how and when to touch it with his fingers then with his tongue. By the time I let him get his jollies with me I had two more orgasms and made him a near expert at loving a woman.

I laid back and spread my legs wide to accept Travis. He knelt between my legs but had difficulty gaining entrance. I put spit on my fingers and smeared it on his cock, then guided his shaft to my love hole. He slid in with ease that time and began thrusting into me as only a man can do. I wanted one more orgasm so I told him to wait to come until I was ready to come. I told him to stop moving and think about something else if he had to. 

We changed places and he sat on the seat while I rode his cock facing the front seat because I wanted to watch Shelly fucking. Shelly was riding Collin's cock facing the back seat so we could watch each other fuck. We steadied ourselves with one hand on the back of the seat while we played with each others breasts. We kissed deeply and tenderly as we fucked, letting our tongues dance together, tweaking each others nipples. I reached way down, straining to reach Shelly's pussy. It thrilled me beyond words to feel Collin's cock sliding in and out between Shelly's butterfly lips, his pubic hair bumping the back of my hand. I don't honestly know what thrilled me more, the feel of Collin's velvety cock, or feeling Shelly's pussy lips clinging lovingly to the slick shaft buried deeply within her.

I felt Shelly's tongue stop moving and pull back into her mouth, then a high pitched moan began deep in her throat. I was right with her and started a long, low moan as my orgasm overtook me. Travis held out like a trooper and when he heard me coming, he relaxed and let his creamy load fly. I heard Collin gasping and grunting and knew he was coming too. I could feel Collin's cock between my fingers, tightening and expanding, pumping his load deep into Shelly's pussy. So, the four of us came simultaneously, an unprecedented feat to say the least.

We all laid back and rested after that for a bit. 

"Oh, shit!" Collin exclaimed.

"What, 'oh, shit?'" I asked, startled.

"We forgot to get gas and now the fuel light is on to warn us. I guess we ran the engine too much to keep warm."

"We can go back to town and buy some more," I suggested. 

"It's too far, we'll never make it."

Shelly and I looked at each other with a wide grin.

"The Log Cabin Motel is about five miles back. If we can make it there, we can buy some gas or have some brought to us," I suggested.

"Alright, we can make it there, I'm sure," Collin replied. "We'll do that."

We got dressed and Collin drove to the motel, taking it as easy as he could to not use more gas than necessary.

He parked in front of the motel office and turned off the engine. 

"Hey, see if they have a room with two double beds in it. There's no use in spending more than we have to," I said. "I'll call Daddy and tell him what happened. - Oh, don't worry, I won't tell him everything that happened."

I called Daddy from the pay phone while the guys went in the office. When I finished my call, I got back in the car and sat behind Shelly again.

"Do you really like Collin?" Shelly asked.

"Yes, very much," I told her.

"That's good. - I think he has the hots for you," she said. 

"Well, I know Travis has the hots for you. He didn't take his eyes off you the whole time we made love."

"I know, he turned me on watching me like that," she confessed. 

"Yeah, I was turned on by Collin when I felt his cock in your pussy. I didn't want to turn loose of it"

"Should we let them fuck us?" Shelly asked.

"I guess maybe we should. There would be no use in worrying about someone cheating if everyone has what they want," I said.

"That's exactly what I was thinking. All we have to do is figure a way to get them to go for it," Shelly mused.

"Yeah," I said thoughtfully.

The guys came back and told us we can get some gasoline in the morning at a little gas station up the road a couple of miles. 

We drove down the lane to the cabins, parked in front of number eleven and went in. Shelly and I checked it out real close and found it similar to cabin number one, the first cabin we rented one month ago, with cabinets, TV, a round table with four chairs and a fireplace. The only thing much different is that there was no bear rug in this cabin.

Collin started a fire in the fireplace while Travis channel surfed the TV to find something good to watch. I snooped in the cabinet drawers and found a telephone book and a deck of cards.

"Let's play cards," I suggested.

"Like what?" Travis asked.

"Strip poker," I challenged.

"Yeah, that's a good idea," Shelly agreed.

We took seats at the round table, I sat across from Shelly and Collin sat across from Travis. We informed the guys that we weren't wearing panties so they gave us a one item handicap. I won't bore you with the details of the game but Shelly was the big loser. I was down to my brassiere and Collin was in his under shorts. Travis was the big winner wit jeans and underwear to go.

"So, let's play truth, dare or consequences now. We'll cut the deck and high card tells the low card what to do. Everyone has to undress first though." Shelly suggested.

I unhooked my bra and tossed it aside. I watched Collin slide his underwear down, allowing his stiff cock to spring up and slap his abdomen. I noticed he was circumcised right away before he sat down and put it out of sight. Travis had his jeans off and I watched him slide his underwear down. His cock sprung forward and swayed from side to side, he was so rock hard. I looked at Shelly who was looking straight at Travis' cock as if mesmerized.

I won the first draw and Travis lost. He chose 'dare.'

I stood up and told him, "I dare you to stand up and kiss me on the mouth for ten seconds."

Travis stood up, his cock still swaying from the weight and pressure in his shaft. and held me close to kiss my mouth. I took hold of his cock which was pressed against my tummy and slid it over in Shelly's direction so she could get another good look at it. I sat down and looked at Shelly who was looking into my eyes with the closest expression to lust I have ever seen.

Shelly won the next draw and I lost. I chose 'truth.'

"Who do you love the most in this room?" Shelly asked.

"I love all three people in this room pretty much the same amount," I answered.

Travis won the next draw and I lost again. I chose 'dare.'

"I dare you to stand and kiss Shelly for thirty seconds while fingering her pussy," was his challenge.

Shelly stood and took me in her arms. I kissed her deeply but tenderly while my hand slid down to her sopping wet pussy and a finger slid inside to rub her joy button. Her hand found its way to my equally wet pussy and slipped two fingers deeply into my love hole. I don't think anyone was checking the time but I know it was longer than thirty seconds. I didn't care and probably we wouldn't have stopped even if someone told us to.




Alicia & Shelly, Swinging



I felt Collin's hand slide lightly over my butt cheeks in a slow circular pattern. I noticed Travis do the same thing to Shelly, though I could only see his arm, I knew what he was doing by his movement. I spread my legs slightly and pushed my butt in Collin's direction to encourage him, hoping his fingers would join Shelly's on my pussy. I felt his fingers slide ever so lightly down my butt crack and caressed my puckered hot spot.

"Oh, yes, Collin. that feels good," I encouraged him.

"Yes, Travis, yes," Shelly joined in.

I resumed my kiss on Shelly's mouth, swirling my tongue against her's, feeling myself getting close. I felt Travis' fingers against mine so I backed off a little. I felt him put two fingers into Shelly's sopping wet pussy and move them in and out slowly.

"That's it, Travis, Fuck her with those fingers. Fuck her good!" I exclaimed.

I felt Travis move his fingers faster, deeper into Shelly's love hole while I stroked her clit with one finger. My encouragement to Travis was taken by Collin also. I felt him replace Shelly's fingers in my pussy with two fingers of his own. The sticky, smacking noises of their hands fucking our pussies and the smell of a woman's special scent was enough to give a ninety year old eunuch a hard-on. Shelly was stroking my clit and moaning in my ear.

"Coming, - coming, - come - coming." Shelly moaned.

I beat her to it this time as Collin's fingers brought me to the top of the peak and I crashed with a low moan and uncontrolled movements for a few seconds.

"Oh, shit, ah!" Shelly squealed as her orgasm claimed her as its captive.

The guys instinctively stopped their movements and withdrew their hands. I noticed Travis smell the fingers he had buried deep in Shelly's pussy. Did I teach him that, I wondered? Collin was slowly and ever so lightly stroking his cock, a drop of pre-cum oozing out of his pee hole and running down the velvety head of his dick. He was no longer trying to hide it from me. I could hardly take my eyes off of it. It wasn't any better than Travis', it was just different is all. As I got behind Collin I pressed my breasts against his back and kissed him on the cheek, all the while taking in the view of his gorgeous cock. I sat down and watched Shelly lick Travis' pussy fucking fingers clean.

Shelly won the next draw while Travis and Collin tied for the bottom spot. Collin chose 'dare' for them both. I gave Shelly the go ahead thumbs up sign.

"I dare you, Collin, to fuck Alicia until she is satisfied, and I dare you, Travis, to fuck me until I'm satisfied," Shelly challenged. 

We got up and headed for the double beds. Travis and Shelly took one and Collin and I laid down on the other one. Shelly and I looked at one another with an approving smile.

Collin put his hand on my pussy and slid a finger over my clit, which made me wince and withdraw a little.

"Collin, a girl can have multiple orgasms during love making, but she needs time between them for her clit to rest up, otherwise it becomes ticklish or even painful, sort of how your dick feels right after you come," I explained.

"Oh. Sorry," he apologized.

"That's okay, you didn't hurt me. I just wanted to warn you before you did," I said. "You should go for her breasts first, or lick her pussy except for her clit until she is rested up."

"Okay, I'll remember that," he said and began licking my nipples. 

What he was doing felt good, but I wanted to see that cock again. I looked over and saw Travis straddling Shelly's chest, she had his cock in her mouth and was sucking him so hard her cheeks sunk in. What a turn on that was. I pushed Collin back.

"Lie back, I want to taste you," I said.

I got up on my elbow and studied his circumcised, seven inch long cock. Not too big, not too small, I thought, it's just right. I held it and licked the drop of pre-cum from his velvety head, then slowly slid the pink velvety head between my lips. I swirled my tongue around it to savor the taste and to feel it twitch in my mouth. Isn't it strange that dicks have a slightly different taste to them, just like pussies do? I guess that's how dogs can tell one scent from another.

"Yeah, that feels good, Alicia," Collin told me.

I lowered my head to take in more of that velvety shaft. I got almost all the way to the bottom but felt myself starting to gag. I raised up just a little bit till the feeling went away then lowered my head again to see how much I could get in my mouth. I stopped just short of the gag point and put my fingers around his shaft. I raised up to take him out of my mouth, smiling proudly.

"I can take that much of you in," I bragged.

"About four inches," he guessed. "That's good. Most vaginas are five to six inches deep, so any more cock than that is a waste," he joked.

I smiled. "One of these days I'm going to learn how to deep throat."

"Well, I'll let you practice on me any time you want to," he said.

Travis was still on his knees but Shelly was on her hands and knees, sucking his cock. I took another taste of Collin's nice cock then lay down on my back.

"I'm ready," I said, barely above a whisper.

Collin rolled over on top of me, his cock crushed against my smooth mound.

"Go slow at first, I want to savor it as it slowly slides into my fuck hole," I told him.

We worked together to get it safely lodged into my opening, then I raised my knees and locked my ankles around his butt as he slid slowly, effortlessly up into my love channel. It felt beautiful. I signaled him to start fucking me by drumming my heels against his butt cheeks.

"Fuck me now, Collin. Give me the ride of your life," I pleaded.

I looked over at Shelly and Travis and saw them watching Collin and me fuck. Shelly turned her back to Travis who slowly slid his cock deep into her pussy from behind. Travis likes it doggy style, I think it's his favorite position. We watched them fuck as they watched us fuck. Shelly's perky breasts swayed and jiggled and her ass cheeks jiggled and rippled as Travis pounded his cock solidly into her pussy. How beautiful is is to watch the girl I love fuck the guy I love while I fuck the guy she loves and who I love dearly. Nothing could be more erotic.

Fucking Collin as he slid his cock in and out of me, the wet walls of my love channel clutching and caressing his cock as he plunged in and out, didn't feel much different technically than Travis, but the fact that it was someone else fucking me and not Travis was a huge turn on. I could tell Shelly and Travis were enjoying each other immensely, as much as Collin and I were, and I was so glad we decided to do this.

We were all getting close and I could tell Travis was remembering what I told him about holding out to wait for his partner to come before he did by the thoughtful look on his face. Shelly rewarded him moments later by having a crashing orgasm, letting out a high pitched moan that made Collin and I giggle. Travis clutched her hips as he pumped his love juice deep into her lovely pussy.

"I'm almost ready to come," Collin informed me.

"I'm almost there too, Baby. Please wait for me and let me spread my come juices on your cock when I come."

"Oh, my god, you feel so good, I'm going to come, going to come," he said.

I could tell he was trying to hold back for me. I was so close to my peak, that when he let out a loud groan of defeat and let his sperm fly deep in my love nest, my orgasm hit like a tornado! I let out a long, low moan and gripped him tightly with my arms and legs to pull him in close as my pussy muscles massaged his jumping cock to milk it of every last drop of love juice. It was a fantastic, intense orgasm, as good as any I've ever had. Sorry, Shelly, but it was that good.

As we wound down, we kissed each other softly, almost a friendly type of kiss. Collin rolled off of me and laid back. I noticed his cock was about half the size that it was a few minutes ago.

"I can get the whole thing in my mouth now," I joked.

"Not for long," he replied.

"Well, just one more little kiss," I said.

With that I lowered my head to take his cock in my mouth once again and gently sucked our love juices mingled together off of it. He wasn't lying, it started to swell again ever so slightly in my mouth. I reluctantly let him plop out of my mouth.

Shelly and I went into the bathroom to clean up. When refreshed, we kissed and felt each others pussy but, like me, Shelly was too tired to do anything more. We kissed again and went back into the room.

"Okay, guys, here's the rules. Travis, the only time you can fuck Shelly from now on is when we're all together like tonight. Collin, the only time you can fuck me is when we're all together. There will be no one-on-one hanky-panky tolerated. Zero tolerance! Any questions?"

"So, you mean we are going to do this again?" Travis asked.

"Oh, hell yeah! I should hope so," Shelly quipped.

I believe that's the first time I've seen Travis blush.

"And another thing," I added, "If either one of you guys fuck anyone else without our permission, you'll be cheating on two women and we'll gang up on you and slap the snot out of you!"

They nodded in agreement and I truly believe they meant it. A man will fuck up his marriage by cheating, but I don't think either one wanted to risk fucking up the arrangement they had with Shelly and I.

"The last time Shelly and I were here, we fucked the whole night away. Let's try to get some sleep tonight so we can get Dad's car back early in the morning."

I turned the lamp off and we all settled down for a peaceful nights sleep.

***



Alicia & Shelly's Club



I was soaking in a tub of bath salts and hot water, trying to calm the excited feelings about the coming night. I have never been to an all female sex party so big and was both eager and apprehensive about it. Madeline, Brea's mother, had invited her friends Jaquline and Yvonne whom I've never met but who she highly recommended. She also invited her friend Heather and her daughter, Jenna, who I've never met either, but Jenna was a nineteen year old college girl so she should be fun.

There will be four teens and four mature women at this Friday night party and thinking about it made my pussy juice up with excitement. That's why I was soaking in that tub instead of taking a shower, I needed to relax and let my pussy dry out a little. I stuck a soapy finger in my asshole to make sure it was nice and clean. I also managed to bathe my pussy inside and out real good and not get turned on. It all depends on what you think about while you're doing it, I guess. There will be plenty of time for getting turned on later tonight, I was thinking.

Shelly picked me up right on time. We dressed in casual dresses so we wouldn't make our parents wonder where we were going. They couldn't see the sexy underwear we wore underneath though.

Shelly parked in the driveway behind Madeline's car since we were the first ones to arrive. Our good friend Brea looked so sweet in her mini dress when she let us in and led the way to the living room.

Madeline carried in a tray of hors d'oeuvres and sandwiches and set them on the coffee table. She made drinks for us who are under twenty one with lemon/lime soda and Grenadine. She didn't want us to feel left out.

The doorbell rang and Madeline let in a shapely blond mature woman followed by a blonde young woman. Madeline introduced them as Heather and Jenna.  Madeline and Heather had a lot to talk about and went into the kitchen to fix their drinks. Jenna sat with Brea, Shelly and I. We talked about interests and such till we finally got around to sex.

"Are you into girls or is this something new for you," I asked Jenna.

Jenna laughed. "Oh, I've experimented with girls at college. My mother asked me the same thing and threw her arms around me when I told her I liked girls.  You know, she was really struggling with inviting me here tonight. She expected me to refuse, or worse, throw a fit about it. When I gladly agreed to come tonight, she was so relieved, she kissed me on the lips like a girlfriend would. She then apologized but I found it so enjoyable, even though she was my mother, I kissed her on her lips right back again."

"Yeah, I forget sometimes that Mom is my mother when we are having sex with someone in the same room and I'll touch her in a sexual way," Brea confided. "It shocks me at first but I find it enjoyable at the same time, which surprises me even more."

The telephone began ringing and Madeline hurried in to answer it. She gave someone directions to her house and hung up. 

"That was Jaquline. They should be here in fifteen or twenty minutes."

Heather followed Madeline in and they took seats around the spacious living room. The food was delicious but I was eager to get started.

"Come on, let's play a game," I suggested. "I need a blindfold and a volunteer."

Everyone looked around the room at everyone else but no one spoke up.

"Come on, Brea, you go first."

Brea brought me a black scarf which I tied around her head to cover her eyes.

"Now, people can touch you anywhere they want to and do whatever they want to and you have to guess who it is. You must stand still and keep your arms at your side. You're not allowed to move your hands, arms or feet. Only one person at a time can touch you, and when you guess right, they have to take your place and be blindfolded. Okay?"

Everyone circled around Brea who was standing in the middle of the living room, blindfolded. Jenna came up and put her hands on Brea's breasts, giving them a few tender squeezes. Shelly put a hand on the inside of Brea's leg at her knee and slid it slowly upward to cup her pussy in her hand. I walked up and pulled her panties down, giving her pussy a kiss as I did. Heather went behind Brea and knelt behind her. She pulled her butt cheeks apart and stuck her tongue right int her puckered butt hole.

"Shelly," Brea guessed.

"No, you're wrong," I told her.

Madeline walked up and caressed her butt through her skirt, circling it a few times, then ended with a sound swat on her butt cheeks.

"My mother!" Brea correctly guessed as everyone laughed.

Madeline traded places with Brea and I tied the blind fold. Madeline was wearing a long dress that clung to her when she moved. Heather walked up and lifted the ankle length skirt high enough to expose her stockinged legs and red lacy panties. Brea walked up and pulled the zipper on her dress down and helped her shed the dress. Jenna walked behind Madeline and squeezed her butt cheeks, kneading them like bread dough.

The doorbell rang and Brea welcomed Jaquline and Yvonne into the room, explaining what was going on. Jaquline walked up and pulled Madeline's panties down slowly to her ankles. I walked up and knelt before her to give her pussy a loving kiss.Yvonne walked up and stood close to Madeline, putting her hands on her hips and started grindind her pussy against hers.

"Ah, Yvonne," Madeline guessed correctly and gave the woman a kiss with her blindfold still on. "I'd know that perfume anywhere," she explained.

We sat around and talked, drank, and nibbled on the food, about the same as at any party, except I noticed Madeline going upstairs with Jenna. Not too much later I saw Brea take Heather by the hand and lead her away upstairs. That left Shelly and I talking with Jaquline and Yvonne. I liked Yvonne a lot. She was witty, funny, and very interesting to talk to. I noticed Shelly getting on well with Jaquline. Yvonne pulled me into an embrace and whispered in my ear.

"Do you suppose there's another bedroom upstairs?"

"I think so, If not there's always the bathroom," I said only half way joking. I was as hot for Yvonne as she was for me. We kissed tentatively, stroking breasts and butt cheeks then we were locked into an embrace and kissing passionately.

I took her hand and led her upstairs. We passed Madeline's room where the door was slightly ajar. We peeked in to see Madeline and Jenna doing a sixty- nine and moaning blissfully together. 

Brea's door was shut so we didn't go in.. I opened the next door and found an empty bedroom. 

We went in and got on the bed. I looked into Yvonne's pretty eyes and submitted myself to the lovely woman. Yes, she was old enough to be my mother, but she knew what a girl needed and wanted. We took our time and kissed a lot, but she soon began to cross our legs. My dress was pushed up by her thigh between my legs and my leg was pressed into her crotch. We started to hump the leg thrust intimately between our thighs, pressed hotly against our pussies. This mature but very sexy woman had a lot of experience.  She could teach me a lot about loving another woman, and I was a very willing young pupil.

I realized what Madeline meant about Yvonne's perfume. It wasn't strong, like some perfumes that burn your nose, it was subtle but undeniable and very pleasant. I put my hands on her breasts and caressed them gently. How perfect they seemed, not too small, not too large, just right. I started to unbutton her blouse so I could see them. She lifted up to let me take her blouse off her. She was wearing no bra, I had the lovely orbs in full view. She had beautiful breasts with half-inch long nipples.

Yvonne laid down and put her leg back between my legs. We kissed while I caressed her breasts in awe, wondering how she could be my mother's age and still be so sexy. I felt her hand under my skirt caressing my thigh with her fingernails. Her hand bypassed my pussy and slid over my abdomen and tummy. I whimpered as she pulled me up and helped me take my dress off.  She rolled on top of me between my legs and began to hump my pussy the way Shelly and I do each other. Her hands were on both my breasts, caressing them ever so lightly in my brassiere. I tweaked her hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger. 

I felt her hands go under my back to unhook my bra so I lifted up to help her.  She pulled my bra away and slowly lowered her head to lightly flick her tongue across my nipples, first one, then the other. She started sucking my nipples gently and adoringly, causing an involuntary moan from me. She squeezed my breasts with each hand and pulled them higher to meet her waiting mouth.

I was so excited and wet I wanted to play with myself, so I slid my hand beneath my panties where my pussy was gushing its juices of sexual arousal. My hand felt good in my throbbing love box but my panties were in my way. I raised my hips to take them off, struggling with them a little. Yvonne took over and slid my panties down my legs for me. She held them up to her nose to inhale my womanly scent. I reached for the zipper of her skirt and pulled it down, letting the skirt slide down to reveal her white sheer bikini panties. 

Yvonne took the skirt off and rolled on top of me again, placing her smooth leg against my naked pussy which was wet with my juices. I rubbed my pussy on her thigh, coating it with love dew. I slid my hand down the seat of her panties to caress her smooth, round butt cheeks. I started pushing her panties down, wanting her to take them off. I slid my hand down the front of her panties to feel her pussy, sucking on her nipple as I did so. She put her hands on my head, gently guiding my hungry mouth on her perfect breasts. I inserted a finger into her flooded pussy to give her pleasure.

She slid her panties off to grant me more access to her lovely pussy. She laid down on her back and I knelt between her legs to get a good look at her. Her pussy was bare except for a small strip of hair above her slit, her lips swollen and red with desire. She was so beautiful I almost fainted as I laid down full length on top of her. We worked our pussies and breasts together, drinking in the wonderful feeling of our naked bodies together.

She gently rolled me over on my back and knelt between my legs. She inserted one, then two fingers into my sopping wet love hole. It was wonderful to have this beautiful, sexy, mature woman kneeling between my legs, sliding two fingers in and out, in and out, of my throbbing pussy. I put my finger on my clit to rub the little pink bump. I fucked her soft hand for all I was worth, enjoying the feeling of it so much. Her eyes kept going from my pussy to my face to watch the expression on my face and our fingers working together in my love box. My moans were getting higher and louder as I climbed to the top of Mount Orgasm. The orgasm was so good I stiffened my legs and curled my toes as I exploded with orgasmic release, moaning loudly as I came.

Yvonne removed her fingers and put them to my mouth for a taste of myself. I took one finger into my mouth and licked it clean. She put the other finger in her mouth and licked that one clean.

I pushed her back on the bed and knelt between her legs again, this time to get a taste of the pretty woman's lovely pussy. I licked her clit, then tasted. I gave her another quick lick, then tasted again. I put my tongue deep between her butterfly lips and scooped more of her nectar to taste it. 

Having satisfied myself with her wonderful taste, I buried my mouth between her pussy lips and licked her with great pleasure. I ran the tip of my tongue up and down the sides of her hood, then flattened my tongue to lick across her clit, which she was enjoying immensely. Judging buy her moans, I knew her orgasm was close. I inserted two fingers into her love canal suddenly which caused her to reach an orgasm almost immediately. I laid still with her legs clamped tightly around my head, moving my tongue lazily and swallowing the excess love juices in her pussy. I felt her legs begin to loosen their grip.

I was startled by a sound smack of someone's hand on my naked butt cheek. I raised up to see Shelly and Jaquline standing naked before me.

"Shelly! Damn, you scared the shit out of me!"

"I tapped on the door and said 'Hi,' sorry if you didn't hear me," she said. "We were wondering if you two would like to make it a foursome."

I looked at Yvonne who nodded her head 'yes,' then looked at Shelly and Jaquline smiling sweetly. 

"Sure, why not," I replied.

I got up and gave the tall, dark haired woman named Jaquline a hug and we began kissing right away. I could see Shelly and Yvonne get together on the bed in the corner of my eye but I was too busy to pay much attention to them.

Jaquline and I were kissing, exploring each other with our tongue while our hands explored our naked bodies from our head to our thighs. Her pussy hair was short and full sized in shape, but my fingers discovered that her pussy lips were shaved smooth. Her perfume smelled good, too. 

I led her to the other side of the bed next to Shelly and Yvonne and laid down beside them. I looked at Shelly who was sucking on Yvonne's perfect breasts and smiled at her. She was loving Yvonne's beautiful breasts.

Jaquline laid down on top of me. She kissed and licked my nipples and breasts, then began to work her way slowly downward. She didn't hurry and by the time she got down to my pussy, I was wet and eager for her. I played with her nipples until I could no longer reach them, then laid back to enjoy her love making. 

She began by kissing my pussy all over with just her lips, no tongue yet. Her fingers pried open my puffy lips to expose my clit and butterfly lips. She gently kissed every inch of my sopping wet pussy she could find, saving my clit for last which she kissed over and over again. Her numerous kisses on my clit brought me close to orgasm but no brass ring yet.

I was watching her face between my legs and she would look up at me from time to time. I really enjoyed her eye contact as she made sweet love to my pussy. She was looking into my eyes when her tongue became active against my clit. She knew exactly what to do with her tongue, and when she pulled back her head to use just the tip of it, I could watch her tongue working in the folds of my pussy causing my lips to move around. I swooned with passion, the scene was so erotic.

Soon I was climbing to the peak of my orgasm and the waves of orgasmic bliss buffeted my body from within. My eyes locked onto her lovely eyes till the waves turned into ripples. Putting my hands to her head, I pulled her up to kiss her mouth and taste my pussy juice on her lips and licked it from her cheeks.  She opened her mouth to allow my tongue to enter it and to search for every last drop of my nectar.

As we traded places I watched Shelly going down on Yvonne. Yvonne was enjoying herself immensely.

I laid on top of Jaquline and began by kissing her all over her breasts, holding them in my hands as I did so. Her breasts were slightly larger than Yvonne's breasts, but they were still firm and beautiful. I laved and sucked on her nipples then began my trek down her stomach. I stuck my tongue in her navel and wiggled it as if her navel were a miniature pussy. I traveled down from there, going across her abdomen from side to side, covering her body with my kisses.

When my tongue entered her sweet pussy her hands took hold of the sides of my head and pulled me into her with just enough pressure to let me know she wanted me there doing that. I licked her lovely pussy with passion, remembering: first there was Shelly, then Maria, then Brea, then Madeline, then Yvonne, and now there is Jaquline. I'm becoming a veteran pussy eater, I thought to myself. 

I put to use some of that experience and began loving on Jaquline's pussy like a champ. I knew how to tease and how to please and I was doing the full job on Jaquline. Her pussy was so sweet and moist, I could have licked it all night.  Jaquline, however, started thrusting her hips forward, jamming her pussy into my tongue as her orgasm approached. Her bucking became greater as her orgasm began, then she froze in mid air and let a long, low moan as she came.  I cupped her ass cheeks in my hands and twitched my mouth in her pussy as she came down from her orgasmic high and settled down to rest.

I reached over to put my hand on Shelly's butt cheeks as I heard Yvonne give out a throaty groan, having an intense orgasm. Shelly put her hand on my ass and squeezed my ass cheek in return. I slid two fingers into Shelly's butt crack and caressed her puckered hole which she dearly loves.

Without anyone saying a word, we swapped partners one more time. Yvonne and Jaquline evolved into a sixty-nine position and loved each other like old friends would be expected to.

After some kissing and breast loving with Shelly, we got into the sixty-nine position. I put my head between my best friend's legs and lowered my tongue into her waiting, naked pussy. I felt her tongue enter my pussy as her fingers caressed the edges of my moist slit. I worked my tongue on her clit a little, then lapped the lower part of her pussy a while. I like Shelly's pussy better than them all, I think, though I could be prejudiced.

As Shelly got close to an orgasm, I wet my finger and gently inserted it into her puckered little butt hole. That spurred her on and soon her high pitched moans signaled the arrival of her orgasm. My finger, buried in her butt to the second knuckle, was the first to know of her orgasm as her sphincter muscle clenched and released my finger again and again. One long, high pitched squeal told me Shelly was enjoying a splendid orgasm. I stopped licking her pussy but left my finger where it was as she licked my clit. Every time Shelly licks my pussy I think of the first wonderful night we spent together in the Log Cabin Motel the night of the blizzard. Thinking about that super erotic night made my orgasm speed up and overtook all feeling in my body except for it. I couldn't straighten my legs because of my position but my toes sure curled as I moaned through the wonderful release Shelly gave me.

As Shelly and I came back to earth, we watched Jaquline and Yvonne make love in the sixty-nine position. Jaquline was on top. We could hear the slurping of mouths, the sticky wet pussy noises, the heavy breathing and the whimpers of passion they made while we were sitting two feet away from them. It was really nice to just sit and watch two people make love like that.

Jaquline was the first to come and ground her pussy down on Yvonne's mouth, I was afraid she couldn't breathe. She did just fine though and licked Jaquline's pussy until she stopped coming. Jaquline soon brought Yvonne to a climax with a skillful tongue in her willing pussy.

We went down stairs, carrying our clothes, and joined the other naked women sitting and talking around the living room. I saw how lovely and sexy Jenna was and sat next to her so we could talk and get to know one another better. We exchanged phone numbers and I told her I wanted to get together with her the next time. She expressed an interest in the same thing. She whispered in my ear that we don't have to wait until the next party. 

The hour getting late, Shelly and I got dressed and kissed each one goodnight. We needed to get home at a decent hour so our parents wouldn't be worried about us. We waved goodbye to everyone, until next time.

***



Alicia & Shelly's New Friends



All characters are eighteen years old or over.

*

Two weeks after the big snowstorm Shelly and I were in Gym class one after- noon. As usual, we showered after class in the girl's locker room. We had plenty of time because the class was small in size, our town being a small town with about thirty senior girls.

Shelly and In have been, you know, balling each other ever since we got stranded in the blizzard and had to sleep together naked. It all started that fateful night in the motel, a night that took us down a road of no return. If it hadn't been for the snowstorm, we might never have realized, or admitted for that matter, the sexual attraction we had for one another. We have gotten together and fucked just about every night since then. We were not obvious about being lovers, or at least tried not to be, but like Maria said, girls who are into girls unintentionally send out little signals. They just can't help it. 

As we showered, I noticed the new girl, Brea, looking at Shelly a lot. She didn't stare, but every time she looked up, she looked at Shelly. I wondered what was up and remembered what Maria told us about girls who like girls sending out signals. Seeing Brea's interest in Shelly as a signal, I whispered in Shelly's ear that someone had the hots for her.

"Who?" she wanted to know.

"Don't turn around now," I whispered, "but drop your soap when I say 'now' and bend over real low to pick it up and flash your pussy directly behind you."

I waited until Brea looked at Shelly again and whispered, 'now,' to Shelly. She dropped her soap and took the longest time to catch hold of it again, remaining straight legged and flashing her pussy real good. 

Bea stared with eyes widened as she took in the show Shelly was putting on for her. The poor girl even stopped tying her shoe laces.

"Oh, yeah," I whispered. "We should make friends with Brea, I think she is just our type. She really has the hots for you."

We dried off quickly before Brea had a chance to leave and Shelly struck up a conversation with her while we dressed. She was friendly, pretty and sweet, but sort of quiet and reserved.

I liked Brea already, though I didn't have much chance to talk to her. But talking with her more now, I got to like her a lot. Brea was always quiet when she was around, but most of the time she was never around. It's hard to get close to someone like that. But she sure was making my pussy throb, watching me as I pulled on my panties.

"You live one block behind me, don't you?" Shelly asked her.

"Yeah," Brea smiled. "We don't live too far apart."

"Well, we ought to get together sometime, the three of us, and just hang out."

"We'd like to get to know you better, Brea," I added.

"Oh, I'd like that," Brea smiled.

"How about this afternoon, unless you have something planned?"

"That's fine," she said. "I can't stay late, I have to take care of my horse."

"You have a horse? Awesome," said Shelly. Okay, see you after school."

We were sitting in the living room, watching TV when the doorbell rang. I was wearing my knit mini dress and high boots and Shelly a short denim skirt, white blouse and high heel shoes. Shelly let Brea in and we sat and talked about our interests for a good hour. Brea was wearing jeans, boots, and a flannel shirt.

Running out of things to talk about I suggested we dance. Shelly put on some of her parent's fifties Rock 'N Roll, the best dance music I know of, and we did some boogie and some twist. We traded partners through a few songs, then things got a little racy. Shelly and I were dancing a slow, doo-wah, belt buckle polisher. We began dancing a good distance apart but soon were dancing as close as you can get and still be two people.

The next song was slower yet, and I asked Brea to dance with me. I told her I'd lead and we started dancing at a safe distance, but got closer until I was bumping and grinding my pelvis into hers. Only a girl interested in girls would stand for that, other girls would want to leave. Brea didn't even try to leave. Instead, she held me close and breathed heavily in my ear.

I put my hands on her butt cheeks and pulled her close, doing some dirty dancing, sliding my crotch up and down her leg. She was breathing heavy and held me closer. My thigh between her legs was bumping solidly against her crotch.

Shelly tapped me on the shoulder to cut in and took up exactly where I left off. I sat on the sofa in an excited state, watching them dirty dance. I spread my legs slightly and began to rub my panty crotch. Brea would watch my hand whenever she was facing me. She slid her hands down Shelly's back and let them rest on Shelly's perfect butt cheeks.

The song ended and they stood close for a moment.

"Let's go upstairs to my bedroom," Shelly suggested.

"But, your parents," Brea said fearfully.

"Won't be home till after six," Shelly assured her.

Brea looked at me as I sat with my hand on my panty crotch, fingers slowly caressing my slit.

"Alicia too?" she asked. 

"If you'd like," I answered.

"Yes."

In the bedroom, we sat on the bed to talk.

"I invited you here because I wanted us to be good friends, Brea. I think we have a lot in common. I know that you don't have a lot of friends around here yet - and I'd like to change that."

"You're right about that, I was always too quiet and shy to make many friends."

"We were wondering if you'd like to join our special club," Shelly began. "It has only two rules to follow to remain an active member. You must keep your pussy shaved clean and you must make love to one of us at least once a week.

"Alright," Brea agreed without hesitation.

"How did you know we were into girls," I asked her.

"I could just tell."

"Have you ever been with a girl before?" Shelly asked.

"No, but I've thought a lot about doing it, and I've seen enough to know a little about it."

"Seen enough? What do you mean?" I asked her.

"My mother is single because she doesn't like men much. She would invite lady friends over to party and she would forget about me. I saw all kinds of stuff; some of the women wanted me to join in but I wasn't interested in them."

"Geez, your mother is a lesbian?" Shelly exclaimed. "Well, we're not lesbians, we're bisexual."

"I gathered that, seeing you have boyfriends. I've been with a few boys, not often but I'm not a virgin anymore. I just decided I want to be bisexual, too."

"Wow, what made you decide that?" I asked.

"Seeing you and Shelly in the shower," was her quick reply. "I saw how you touched each other without embarrassment - and you both have such beautiful bodies, I - I, ah, -

"You got the hots for us," Shelly finished. 

"Well, - yes."

"Well, Alicia is a very sexy girl, so I can't blame you there."

"You're not bad looking yourself," I told Shelly.

"You're both hot. I'm so glad we're going to be friends," Brea said sincerely.

"You are hot too, Brea, don't let anyone kid you there," Shelly told her.

"So, do you want us to shave you now?" I asked.

"Yeah, alright! I'd like that," Brea giggled.

We watched one another undress, then plodded along to the bathroom like it was the school locker room. Shelly did the honors of trimming and shaving Brea's pussy nice and smooth, I stood in the doorway and watched.

The job done, Brea stood and proudly turned around slowly to let us look at her beautiful naked body. Shelly and I copped a little feel, caressing her naked flesh as she did so. Shelly took her in her arms and kissed her. They clutched each others butt cheeks and pulled one another close, grinding their pussies together as they kissed I stepped in to join them in a three way embrace, sliding my hand to Brea's smooth pussy lips and slipping my fingers inside to find it wet already.

"You're really ready for this, aren't yoy, Brea?!" I exclaimed.

"Oh, yes! I want it so badly," was her reply.

I felt Brea's breasts, which were larger than Shelly's or mine, but still firm and not saggy. I gently pulled her hand to me and placed it on my smooth pussy, which made her moan with delight as her fingers explored me.

Shelly led the way back to her bed where she laid down, guiding Brea's hungry mouth between her legs to give Brea her first taste of pussy. Brea loved it and swooned as she lapped the juicy folds of Shelly's joy box.

I got behind Brea and raised her hips until she was on her knees. I had a choice to make between her puckered, pink little asshole or her freshly shaved, puffy pussy lips. Both looked inviting, but I started by rimming and reaming her asshole which caused her to howl with delight.

I soon moved down to her pouting pussy lips and was the first to taste her sweet pussy juices. She spread her knees wider to give me more access to her pussy as I drove her wild with my tongue on her clit. My hand was pumping two fingers into my love hole. I took those fingers out and put them into Brea's love hole, which made her orgasm on the spot

Brea pushed me down on the bed and absolutely attacked my pussy with her tongue. Shelly got on her knees and masturbated as she watched Brea slurp up my love juices. I howled with release as an orgasm racked my body. Hearing Shelly's high pitched squeals, I knew she was coming too. 

Shelly began working her tongue expertly in Brea's pussy and soon Brea had another orgasm, gasping with great pleasure. I could relate to the feeling Brea was experiencing, being well aware of how good Shelly is with her tongue.

We would have loved to continue our fun and games but time was running out, so we got dressed and went downstairs to the living room. We made a date with Brea to meet at her house on Friday night. I was curious to meet her mother and it made Brea feel she was a solid member of the club to host a meeting.

When Friday night finally rolled around, it had warmed up considerably and all the snow and ice had melted away. Shelly and I were excited about tonight's get together and she rang the doorbell nervously. Brea must have run to the door to answer it because it didn't take long for the door to swing open. Brea greeted us cheerfully and took us into a spacious living room where we sat together on a big sectional sofa in the corner.

A tall woman entered the room dressed in a leisure suit who Brea introduced as her mother. You could have knocked me over with a feather! She was not the dumpy, frumpy witch I had imagined , no, this woman was gorgeous! I could tell right away that this woman had class, good taste in clothes, good taste in furnishings and a good job to be able to pay for all this.

Brea's mother, Madeline, sat on the sofa next to me and struck up a friendly conversation. She told me how Brea's father was addicted to gambling and had put them deep in debt before she divorced him. She is still paying off some of those debts and has had little use for men ever since. She did have one fault of her own I noticed, she was a heavy drinker. She kept getting up to refresh her drink.

When Madeline left the room to fix her drink, we decided that while Shelly and Brea went to Brea's room for a club 'meeting,' I would stay and keep Madeline company.

When Madeline returned, she found Brea and Shelly had left. 

"Where did they go?" she asked.

I put one knee up on the couch to turn to face her. I knew my panties were showing with my legs spread apart, but that is what I intended.

"They went to Brea's room for a special called club meeting," I answered. "They'll be back in a while, maybe a good while."

"Brea and Shelly are -?"

"Making love - probably. You don't mind, do you?"

"No, - no, I, - Brea is eighteen now and boss of her own body. Why should I mind?" she reasoned.

"You seem uncomfortable with it," I observed.

"Oh, it's just that the realization that my little girl is all grown up now that rattles me."

"So, you're comfortable with that?" I asked.

Madeline took a big gulp of her drink, almost finishing it.

"Yes, of course. Brea is of legal age now."

I turned farther to face her more, spreading my legs wider.

"All the girls in the club are legal age."

She finished the drink in her glass but didn't get up to go refresh it.

"So, what is this club you girls have started?"

"It's a sex club with only two rules, you must have a shaved pussy and make love to one or more of its members at least once a week.. And there is no age limit. Do you want to join it?"

"I already meet one requirement," she replied with sexual arousal detected in her trembling voice.

"Do you want to go for the second?" I asked.teasingly.

She hesitated so I stood in front of her and turned my back to her. I felt her hands unhook my dress at the top and slowly pulled the zipper down. I stepped out of it and took off my shoes. 

I turned to face Madeline wearing just my bra and panties. She kissed my stomach all over while her hands caressed my back and ass cheeks. I unhooked my bra and chucked it aside, the panties I left for Madeline to pull down. Madeline looked at my bare breasts.

"Beautiful, just gorgeous. So proud and perky, - and, oh, so young."

Madeline's mouth came in contact with my left nipple, just kissing at first, then her lips parted and took my nipple into her mouth. She sucked my nipple deep into her mouth as if she were trying to get milk from it. She was moving slowly, tantalizingly.

"Oh, that feels good. - Do the other one now."

"What's the rush? Do you have to be someplace in the next five minutes?"

I felt like I had been chastised so I decided to be passive and let Madeline take the lead, which worked out very well. I relaxed and let Madeline have her way with me. She kissed her way ever so slowly across my chest to the other nipple. She hadn't even touched my pussy yet but it was wet inside already. I watched her pretty face as she took the nipple deep into her mouth then flicked her tongue rapidly across my erect nipple.

I put my hands on her shoulders and slid them down her front, filling them completely with two plentiful breasts. I knew then where Brea gets her big boobies from. While Madeline licked my nipples and squeezed my ass cheeks, I slid her jacket off her shoulders. I unbuttoned her blouse but couldn't pull it out of her pants, the waistband being too tight, so I played with her big breasts in her brassiere.

Madeline stood and kicked off her shoes, then slowly unfastened her belt buckle. It seemed to me that everything was in slow motion because it took so long. I watched her slowly slide her slacks down over her hips, exposing her bright red lacy garter belt. My eyes were fixed on the bare skin slowly being exposed as she slid her slacks downward. She wasn't wearing panties. Just before her pussy was revealed, she turned her back to me and slowly exposed her shapely ass cheeks.

She was teasing me! Well, two can play that game. I knelt and took her by the hips. and, starting at the top and out side of her butt cheeks, slowly planted wet kisses with my tongue going in circles on her beautiful smooth ass cheeks. I slowly worked my way across her ass, working my way toward her puckered hot spot. I noticed her slacks descending much faster now.

She removed her blouse and bra at normal speed and turned to face me. There was an arrowhead shaped patch of short pubic hair above her slit but her pussy lips were shaved smooth. Her pussy lips were swollen and sort of red looking and her inner lips tried to stick out a little. She had a gorgeous body. I kissed her on her pubic patch and swollen pussy lips. She pulled me up to stand and pulled off my panties. Turning my panties inside out, she licked my pussy juices from the crotch. It drove me crazy to watch her and I wanted to tell her to forget the damn panties, get to the source of the juices.

I couldn't stand any more. I gently pushed her back onto the sofa where she laid down on her back. Her face was gorgeous, breasts were gorgeous, and swollen pussy lips were gorgeous, too. Where should I start? 

She made my mind up for me and pulled me down to lie full length on top of her. One leg was between mine and she started humping against my thigh. I humped her leg right back and soon she was swooning in a delightful orgasm. Gee, that was quick, I thought. She must not have had sex in a while and was really ready. I wasn't comfortable on the sofa though, I need room to move around.

"Let's go upstairs and join the meeting," I suggested.

Madeline looked at me for a moment as if contemplating what I meant, then smiled and nodded her head, 'yes' with a devilish grin. We hit the stairs, me totally naked and Madeline with garter belt and stockings. I followed her, drinking in the sight of her wonderful ass cheeks, so round, so firm, so smooth. I could see her tantalizing pussy playing peek-a-boo with me with every step she took. 

She stopped at her room.

"Just a moment, I want to get a few things," she said with a devilish smile.

She came out with an assortment of vibrators, dildos and a strap-on cock. I chuckled and she led the way to Brea's room. 

The door was pushed to but not latched as if they were expecting some company. When we entered the room, they were naked and Shelly was flat on her back on the bed with Brea happily licking the folds between her legs. We watched them make love for a few moments. They didn't know we came in until Madeline sat the toys on the night stand. They looked up at us, smiled, and went back to doing what they had been doing.

Madeline gave me a pocket rocket, showed me how to work it and nodded toward Brea. She really was okay with Brea getting into lesbian lovemaking, I thought. I knelt on the bed beside them and applied the buzzing little toy to Brea's clit. Brea moaned with delight in Shelly's cunt which made Shelly moan also. I felt Madeline kneel on the bed behind me, my ass cheeks spread open, and something touch my pussy lips. I looked behind me to see Madeline wearing the strap-on cock nudging against my moist pussy lips and slowly sliding it home in my love hole. I moaned with passion and fucked the strap-on with an aching need. I wanted to come.

I soon got what I was longing for. I felt it begin at my clit, which I was petting with one finger, and spread throughout my body from my toes to my breasts. I shuddered and moaned so loud, everyone knew I came. Madeline's big breasts were laying heavy against my back as she hugged me, and I rolled over to plant kisses all over them. 

Brea got up to let Madeline get between Shelly's perfect legs and insert the strap- on into Shelly's waiting love hole. I think Shelly had an orgasm then and there, she howled so loudly. Madeline bestowed lavish kisses on Shelly's perky breasts and sucked on them with delight. Shelly locked her ankles around Madeline's hips, urging her to fuck her more

"Oh, yes, Madeline! Fuck me! Faster, Oh, fuck me."

Brea laid down beside Shelly and her mom where I put my leg between her legs. We humped each others leg until we had another mind blowing orgasm. Shelly whimpered through another orgasm bucking and jerking uncontrollably. Madeline stopped to rest. I helped Madeline take off the strap-on and Shelly got up to let Madeline have her place.

Shelly got between Madeline's legs and licked her swollen pussy, sucking her clit out and letting it plop back into place. She licked and sucked Madeline's pussy with gusto, giving her great pleasure. I kissed and nibbled Madeline's left nipple while Brea sucked on her right breast. Madeline shook and convulsed through two more orgasms and flopped back on the bed, exhausted. 

Sufficiently satisfied, we all engaged in some post-orgasm petting. 

"Meet our newest club member, everyone," I said. "Give her a welcoming kiss."

Shelly and I kissed her luscious lips, Brea kissed her cheek to welcome her to the club.




Alicia & Shelly's New Friends



"I have a couple of friends who might be interested in joining this club," Madeline said thoughtfully. "Any objections if I invite them?"

"There's a couple of them I don't like, but the others are okay," Brea answered. "I'd go to bed with Jaqueline and Yvonne any day of the week."

"I was thinking of them myself. And also, Heather has a daughter who might go along with it. I could ask them."

"Let's meet here next Friday night and see if some of them can come," I suggested.

"It sounds good to me. Let's see where this is going to take us," Shelly said. "It should be a blast."

***



Alicia--Another Excerpt



Chapter Fourteen: Alicia--another excerpt

As usual, I was the first one up the next morning. I was a little sore from the spanking that I had received the previous night, but not as sore as I had thought I would be.

It had truly been a memorable night. I hoped that I had pleased Alicia, because she had certainly pleased me. When I remembered how she looked, decked out in the jewels, and wearing the corset and ruffled panties, I felt my cock begin to stir again. I sat up in bed, and looked down at her sleeping face. We were both nude, had slept entwined. I stroked her hair a little, feeling just how right everything was. I had found the loving, dominant woman I had been searching for, and had made her my wife. I felt very fortunate. She stirred only a little, then went back to sleep.

I got up, built a fire from the feebly glowing embers, made coffee, and went down to the corner store for a paper. It was cold, a little windy, but clear. The sun was up, but still low in the sky. The shadows were long, the sky that particular shade of almost metallic blue that you only see in cold weather.

When I got back, Alicia was still asleep, so I sat in the living room for a while, reading the paper and drinking coffee. It was about another hour before I heard her stirring in the bedroom. I walked in carrying a cup of coffee, and set it on the bedside table.

She opened her eyes, smiled at me, and said, "Good morning, husband."

"Good morning, Mistress," I replied.

"Call me 'wife'," she said.

"Good morning, wife," I said.

"I like that," she said. "I've never been a wife before. Do you think that I'll be a good one?"

"Mistress, I think you are already a good wife. No groom could have asked for a more fulfilling wedding night."

"Hmmm. I like the sound of that," she said.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"Yes. But not for food."

"Your wish, as always, is my command," I said, getting back under the covers with her.

We made gentle, early morning love, taking our time, exploring each other's bodies, savoring every moment of the experience. Although corporal punishment was a treasured part of our sex life, it wasn't absolutely necessary to our enjoyment. I enjoyed Alicia's lush curves and satiny skin with or without the added stimulation of a good spanking.

Afterwards, we were lolling around in bed when Alicia said, "Okay, turn over. I want to examine you."

I turned over and she went carefully over my butt to see how it had fared the night before. "Well, you look good," she said finally. "Funny, I thought for sure that you would be marked or even welted this morning."

"Well, it sure felt like that last night. It was plenty hard, Mistress," I said. "Are you hungry for food now?" 

"Yes," she said, giving my ass a slap. "Get out there and start rattling some pots and pans."

I made french toast and bacon for breakfast, along with orange juice and coffee. We both ate heartily, then went outside for our usual brisk walk around the island. We spent the rest of the morning relaxing around the house, listening to music, and reading. For lunch we went to Calabash for seafood. After lunch, we napped. It was a good day.

In the late afternoon, with the sun going down, we went out for another walk around the island. The wind was picking up and it was getting colder, but the sky was still clear, and it promised to be a starry night. I was keenly anticipating the night ahead. It was to be Alicia's night, and I had no idea of what she had planned. I didn't know it at the time, but it was going to be a night of pleasure and pain that I would never forget.

I made a fire in the fireplace, installed Alicia in the living room with music, books and wine, and set about making our dinner. We had decided on cornish game hens, wild rice, hot crusty bread, and a green salad. We also had a very nice, crisp blush Chablis to drink with it. For dessert, we had strawberry short cake.

"So, what did you think of our first night together as man and wife?" she asked.

"I thought it was great," I said. "It will be hard to top."

"Well, I have some special plans for us tonight. I hope that you're up to it. By the way, you blew me away by wearing my panties."

"Well, I thought they were sexy, and I wanted to surprise you."

"You did, boy. But, I still liked it. Here, fill me up," Alicia said, holding out her glass. I refilled her and went back into the kitchen.

"Well, all I can say is that I'm up for anything tonight, Mistress. Do with me what you will."

It might have been the wine, or the anticipation of what we were going to do that night, but both of us ate well. Maybe we knew that we would need sustenance. In any case, to save time, we took our shower together. I soaped Alicia from head to foot, paying particular attention to her back, which she especially liked. During the shower, she had me bend over, and inserted a soapy finger in my anus. "We're going to make you squeaky clean, boy," she said.

"Well, that's the way to do it, Mistress." I said.

Later, dressed in our robes, I opened my present from Alicia. The first thing was a T-shaped leather strap with snaps on it. "That goes on your cock." she said. "You'll be wearing that later tonight."

"What about this?" I asked, pulling out a thin steel chain with clips on each end.

"That goes on your nipples," she replied. "See, you can adjust the tension. I want them to sting you, but not hurt you."

I knew what the next thing I pulled out was for. It was a large, wide, black rubber butt plug. "Oh lord, Alicia, I hope I can take that thing."

"Don't worry," she said smiling archly, "I'll put it in slow, and I'll lubricate it, just like you did for me last night." 

Let me tell you, I was glad that I'd been careful with Alicia's anus the night before. That butt plug was big, and I wanted her to be gentle when she put that thing in me.

The last thing in the box was a pair of leather wrist restraints. "I'm going to restrain you tonight, at least part of the time, Phillip. Is that all right?"

"Of course it is, Mistress. I am yours to do with what you will," I said.

"Good," she said. She leaned over and kissed me deeply. "I'm ready, lover. Let's get started. I want you to get undressed and wait in here while I prepare the bedroom. It will only take a few minutes. I'll call you in." My Mistress got up and went into the bedroom, taking my presents with her. 

I knew that I was in for what some might call a "rough night." But strangely, I didn't mind. I was so confident in Alicia's love, so trusting, that I knew that no matter how hard I was spanked, how much stress I was put under, that she would never really hurt me. Implicit trust and love were part of our relationship. They had to be, to engage in the kind of sex play we did. Indeed, although I now had an idea of what I might be in for, I anticipated it with pleasure, not dread.

While I waited, I cleared away the table and straightened up the house. I banked the fire in the fireplace so that we could warm ourselves by it later if we wanted. Then I slipped off my robe. I was my Mistress' naked sex slave, after all.

I must have timed it perfectly, because as soon as I was nude, I heard Alicia say from inside the room, "Phillip, you can come in, now."

I walked into the room.

* * *

It was dark in the bedroom, except for the light from several candles. There was also the aroma of sandalwood incense. It took a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the darkness, but I soon made out Alicia standing in the corner. As my eyes gradually became more used to the dark, I caught my breath at the costume she was wearing. I had not seen any of it before, she had managed to purchase it without my knowledge. As on the night before, she was stunning.

My Mistress was wearing a black leather demi-bra, and black leather T-back panties. She had on thigh-high, sheer black stockings, seamed down the back, and black high-heeled pumps. Her lips and fingernails were a deep dark red, and she had put on darker eye makeup than usual. From her ears dangled silver hoop earrings. In her hand, she carried a wide leather strap paddle with handle. I looked in her eyes, and saw an Alicia I had never seen before. Her eyes glittered with lust and excitement. Suddenly I knew that I was in for a very rough night.

"Get down on your hands and knees, Phillip, and crawl over here to me," she ordered.

I did as I was told. When I reached her, she put her hand under my chin, and pulled me to a standing position in front of her. Then, she pulled up a chair, and sat down in front of me. Although I was a bit apprehensive, I was still excited, and my cock was at full erection. It bobbed in front of her. I saw Alicia's mouth open slightly, her pink tongue came out and wet her lips. For a moment, I thought she was going to put me in her mouth, but she didn't. Instead, she reached over to the table beside of her and picked up the leather cock and ball strap she had shown me earlier.

I sighed as she handled me expertly, attaching one end of the strap around my testicles, and the other around the shaft of my cock. "That'll hold you, I think," she murmured. She looked up at me and said, "Phillip, slave, this symbolizes your total surrender to my will, your total commitment to me. You are not to come until I give you permission, and you are not to lose your erection, either. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

"Good." Alicia stood in front of me. She had the chain with the attached clips in her hand. She attached a clip to each of my nipples, tightening them just enough to bite.

As she worked on me, I couldn't help but stare at her. Alicia had never seemed so beautiful or exotic. Her curly red hair was parted in the middle. It hung long and loose about her face and shoulders. Her face was pale, yet the dark eye shadow she had used made a striking image. Her eyes, normally stern but loving, now burned out at me with some sort of inner fire that I had not seen before. She was close enough for me to smell her perfume. It was something sweet, yet musky. Along with the scent of her perfume, I caught a whiff of her perspiration. The two scents combined to make an absolutely intoxicating mixture. For a few moments, I stood and inhaled deeply, letting it perfuse my senses.

"Now, Phillip, I want you to get on your knees before me. I want to feel your tongue on my shoes, and then all the way up my legs."

I got on my knees before my Mistress, put my tongue to the black leather of her pumps, and cleaned the entire shoe. Then, I did the same with the other shoe. When I was finished, I began licking her ankles, moving over the instep, and then to the top of her foot. I covered both of her feet with my tongue before moving up to her calves. Slowly, slowly, I worked my way up her smooth, stocking-covered leg. I lifted her leg and ran my tongue up and down the seam that ran up the back of her hose. Once, I glanced up at Alicia. She was staring down at me, holding the leather paddle in her hand, the tip of her pink tongue protruding slightly from between her lips.

Eventually, I made it all the way up to her inner thighs. She sighed gently and spread a little, so that I had easier access. As I got closer, I could feel the heat from her sex. I spent a long time on her smooth inner thighs. I nuzzled the crease between her sex and the top of her thigh, then moved over her mons venus.

"Mmmm," she moaned softly as I kissed and licked her pussy ardently through the soft leather of her panties. I did that for several minutes, and her groans became a little louder during that time. Eventually, she grasped my hair, pulled my head back and said, "Get up on the bed, kneeling."

I stopped reluctantly, and knelt on the bed. "Hands behind your back." I felt the leather restraints placed on each wrist and then tightened. My wrists were now bound together behind my back.

"Put your face down on the bed, and lift your ass in the air, Phillip."

I did so, and a few seconds later, the first of the slaps came. She was using her hand, and spanking hard. For several minutes, I got spanked with just her hand, and I could feel my ass getting redder--and warmer. Alicia's hand was hard, but it did not seem to hurt as much as it used to. Instead, she usually used her bare hand to "warm me up" before moving on to some other implement. So it was tonight.

There was a brief pause, and then Alicia started with the leather strap. Now that stung. When I began to whimper a little, and move out of the way, Alicia snapped, "Get your ass back up there!" At the same time that my butt was starting to burn, however, my cock was getting harder and harder. By this time, the link between the pain I was receiving, and the pleasure I was feeling was firmly established. The harder she strapped me, the harder I got.

"That's enough for right now, slave. Sit back." I sat back on my calves. My cock jutted out arrogantly. "Yes, this is what I like to see," Alicia said, reaching up to fondle and pull my cock. I closed my eyes and tried to keep my excitement under control, but it was difficult. I loved for Alicia to touch my cock! "You like that, don't you, Phillip?" I nodded my head. "How do you like this?" she said, leaning forward to blow on the head a little. I felt the light warm wind of her breath on the head of my cock, and then a tiny drop of pre-come must had appeared, for Alicia leaned forward, and licked me lightly across the tip. "Very nice," she said, giving me a quick smile. "I love doing this to you, Phillip," she said, touching my cock with the strap. "You're so easily aroused. It's very gratifying."

Alicia had been reaching down to touch herself; squeeze and play with her pussy while she teased my cock. Now, she got up on the bed with me, facing away. She pulled down the leather panties, exposing her brown anus and just below it her moist pussy lips, and whispered hoarsely, "Eat my pussy and butthole, Phillip. Make me come now. I need to come now."

I leaned forward, my hands still bound behind my back, and put as much of my face as I could manage into the cleft between her buttocks. I licked and sucked ardently at Alicia's warm and musky pussy and butthole. I ran my tongue between her swollen pussy lips and tried to insert it inside. I placed an avid kiss on her puckered anus, rimmed her and tried to put my tongue in there too. Next, I moved down to her engorged little clitoris. I took it between my lips and sucked gently on it. I could feel Alicia tense, hear her lustful cries as I sucked and flicked at her clit. "Oh, don't stop. Right there, suck it right there! Oh, that's so good, Phillip! You know what mama wants! Oh, agh, ahhhhh!" she cried hoarsely as her climax rippled through her. She held herself against my mouth for as long as she could before finally collapsing on the bed.

For a minute or two, she rested on the bed in front of me. Then Alicia recovered herself and got up. "Very nicely done, Phillip," she said. She got off the bed and walked over to the table. She came back with a leather collar and leash. The leash went around my neck, the leash attached to the collar. "Get down off the bed, slave. Easy now, don't hurt yourself." I was allowed to walk as she led me into the bathroom. "Get into the tub and kneel. No, face the rear of the tub." I did as I was told. I had no idea what what going to happen next.

Alicia, I could see, had brought the large rubber butt plug with her. This she laid on the bathroom counter. Next, she reached under the counter and brought out a plastic enema bag, a tube of lubricating jelly, and a package of liquid soap.

"Phillip, I'm going to 'purify' you tonight. Have you ever been purified?" Alicia asked.

"No ma'am," I said.

"Well, this is how it works," she said, turning on the warm water. "I'm going to fill your rectum with warm soapy water, then insert the plug in your anus. You are to retain the enema until I tell you that it is permissible to let it go. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Mistress," I said.

"If you let go too early, or make a mess, you'll not only have to clean up the mess, but I'll beat you even harder than usual. Clear?" she asked, pulling up my chin.

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good." By this time, she had emptied the soap into the enema bag and added warm water. I watched at the soapy water slowly rose to the top of the bag. It looked like an impossibly large amount. I knew that I'd never be able to retain it.

"Mistress, may I ask a question?"

"Yes, Phillip, of course."

"How much water does the bag actually hold?"

She smiled at me, and then caressed me in a proprietary fashion. "It holds a liter of fluid. But don't worry, the capacity of the human rectum is about one liter. If you try, you can hold it." She looked me in the eyes. "You will try to hold it for your mistress, won't you, Phillip?"

"Oh yes ma'am, I will."

"Good," she said, nodding. "Are you ready?" she asked.

"Yes Mistress."

I was a little frightened. I had never had an enema before, and the thought of taking all that water up my ass was scary and a little disgusting, but I was willing to try it. After all, Alicia said I had to.

Alicia hung the bag on the shower head and had me bend over. With a little chuckle, she said, "Your ass is a little red, Phillip. It looks good. How does it feel?"

"It feels fine, Mistress," I mumbled.

"I hope you are ready for this, slave, because I sure am. My pussy is wetter than wet thinking about giving you this enema. Now bend over and spread'em."

I bent over and immediately felt her big strong fingers spread the cheeks of my ass. Then I felt the sticky-slick nozzle being pushed into my virgin asshole. "Now remember what I said. Don't let go until I say." She let go the clamp on the tubing and I had to groan as I felt the warm, soapy water flood into my rectum. "You like that, huh?" she asked. Alicia gave my rock-hard penis a squeeze and said, "Yes, I think that you do." Meanwhile, my ass was filling rapidly with the water. I wasn't sure how much more I was going to be able to hold.

Groaning, I said, "Oh Mistress, I can't hold much more! I'm going to burst soon!"

"Remember what I said, Phillip. Let go one second sooner that I say, and you'll clean up, and get the beating of your life!"

The pressure in my rectum increased. I felt full to bursting. I groaned again. And then, I couldn't hold it any more, and a drop of water from my anus squeezed out around the tube and dropped on the bottom of the bathtub. I looked up. Alicia was frowning at me, and I suddenly felt very ashamed. I had failed her.

She pinched the cheeks of my ass together while the last of the water ran in. I was nearly sobbing with the effort of holding it in. Finally, I felt the tube being pulled out of my asshole. Alicia reached around and picked up the butt plug. A second later, I felt the smooth, conical tip of the plug push into my anus.

I was moving around slightly; I couldn't help it. Alicia gave my ass a hard slap with her hand and said sharply, "Hold still, slave!" I tried my best to stay still while she slowly pushed the broad tip of the plug into me. Slowly, my anus spread open to receive it. I groaned deeply again. It seemed impossibly large! I could hear Alicia also grunting with the effort as she pushed it in.

Finally, the broadest part of the plug slipped past my sphincter muscle. It was now in place. I breathed a sigh of relief. Alicia asked, "How does it feel, Phillip?"

"Very full, Mistress," I barely managed to utter.

"Are you ready to let it go?" she asked sweetly.

"Oh yes! Very ready!"

"Not yet," she said with a little laugh. She unfastened my wrist restraints. "Come with me." She pulled a little on my chain, and I carefully got out of the bathtub.

I was taken, crawling on my hands and knees, butt plug sticking obscenely out of me, on a tour of the house. We left the bedroom and went down the hall to the other bedroom, then back up the hall into the kitchen and living room. The fire I had built up earlier had died down somewhat, and I hazarded a look at my Mistress in the flickering reddish-orange glow of the firelight. She looked magnificent standing there, holding my leash, dressed in her leather. She tugged my chain a little more, and led me back into the bedroom.




Alicia--Another Excerpt



I was so full of the soapy water that I was practically sloshing. As I moved, I could feel it working in my bowels. An image came into my mind of a washing machine. Yes! That's what I was, a washing machine. Surely this would clean me out completely, purify me for my Mistress.

We stopped in the dimly lit bedroom and Alicia knelt in front of me. "Are you enjoying your second wedded night with me, Phillip?"

Tears came to my eyes. I had never felt this way before! I had never, ever given up such total control! Not even the act of defecation was totally mine anymore. Alicia was the mistress of my mind and my body! I felt completely helpless, yet completely free! My spirit took flight, and I broke down into grateful sobs in front of her.

"I thought so," she said. "Well, I have a partial reward for you." She stood up and removed her bra, then slipped off her panties. As on the night before, she had on her titty jewels, her pussy clip, and her anal jewelry. "I put your gifts to me back on as a tribute to you, my beloved slave. Are you pleased?"

Tears running down my face, I nodded.

"Good, now let's continue." She led me over to the bed. I was made to kneel at the foot, and hold out my arms. My wrists were then secured to the bedposts. Carefully, lest I lose control, she had me back up until I was nearly spread-eagled. I felt so vulnerable, so helpless, so exposed! But my heart was full of the desire to please her.

"Get ready," she said. A second later, the first of the blows from a wooden cane landed on my cruelly exposed ass. 

"Ow!" I yelped involuntarily.

"Oh, does it hurt? Good. I want it to."

In the microsecond before the actual blow landed, I heard the swish of the cane cutting the air. Then the sharp pain coursed through my body. I had never been caned before, and the blows were quite painful. The pain had a keen edge that neither Alicia's hand or the strap could duplicate. It wasn't long before I was gasping in pain, uttering sobs, attempting to move away from the cane. Alicia did not scold me, she probably understood how I felt. Instead, she just adjusted her blows to hit me wherever I moved, covering me equally between the backs of my thighs and my buttocks.

When my cries had crescendoed, then broken into heartfelt, pleading sobs, Alicia stopped. "Hmmm," she said. "I'm very pleased. Here, let's give you a break." With that, I felt the first blows from the much-wider strap land.

After the thin, sharp cane, the strap felt like the caress of a lover. (I suppose that's what it was.) Although Alicia strapped hard, I found myself moving to meet the blows. The stinging pain of the cane subsided somewhat, to be taken over by the warmer, almost gentler pain of the strap. Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! went the strap. I heard Alicia grunting in exertion. 

Finally, those blows stopped as well. Dimly I heard Alicia panting for breath. 

"I'm amazed, Phillip. You've done very well. Are you ready for your reward?"

"Yes, Mistress," I whispered.

"Okay, you've earned it." She released me from the bedposts and led me around to the side of the bed. "First, though, I want to be eaten again." She sat on the edge of the bed, moved forward, and spread her legs. I moved between her thighs. The two jewels attached to the pussyclip dangled in front of me. I kissed her clitoris and ran my tongue around her wet, aromatic cunt. She sighed as I ate her, running her fingers through my hair and pulling me closer to her.

"Mmm, good, good," she said as I covered her pussy with my mouth and laved her. She was trembling now, right on the brink of climax, and I flicked her excited little clit back and forth, up and down.

"Ah, ah, ahhhh!" she cried out as another orgasm tore through her. I smiled: I loved pleasuring my Mistress. "That's enough," she said, pushing me away. She got up from the bed, took up my leash, and led me into the bathroom.

"Now, I'm going to remove the plug," she said when we got into the bathroom, "but don't let go. It's almost time." She pulled my chin up and kissed me softly on the lips. "I am very pleased with you, Phillip," she said gently. 

She had me raise my ass in the air. "I'm going to ease it out now. Get ready." With her strong hand holding my cheeks, ready to squeeze them shut when the plug was removed, she took it out slowly, giving me a chance to recover. I groaned deeply in relief as that huge thing passed through my tortured anus.

"Now, sit on the toilet, Phillip."

I sat on the toilet, slightly hunched over with the effort of retaining the enema. "Don't let go until I say so."

I promised her I wouldn't.

Looking down at me and smiling sweetly, Alicia finally gave me permission to let go of the water I was holding. "Okay, Phillip, you may relax now."

I'll never be able to describe the sensations that coursed through me as the warm soapy water rushed out of me. I cried out loudly, emptying a huge load of waste-filled water into the toilet. I flexed my muscles, emptying myself, making myself pure for my mistress.

I was groaning and panting for breath. I had never been so full, then so empty. I kept saying, "I love you, Mistress," over and over. Alicia stood over me, smiling slightly.

"Are clean inside and out for me?" she asked.

"Inside and out, Mistress," I gasped.

"Then you may shower," she said.

I reached behind me and flushed the toilet. Alicia led me into the shower, soaped me down quickly, and rinsed me and dried me. Then, she led me back into the bedroom. She stood me up and removed the collar and leash, then had me stand there while she climbed onto the bed. She left the anal jewelry and the breast jewelry on, but reached down and removed the pussyclip. Alicia spread her legs and brought her knees up to her chest. "Now, fuck me Phillip. Fuck me good and hard, and don't come until I tell you to."

I got up on the bed with her. As soon as I was within reach, she grabbed my once-again hard cock and stuffed it into her pussy. We both moaned as I fell into her. Our lips came together as our bodies joined completely. Our groins were locked together. She was very, very hot and wet, and very tight. Her velvety softness encased me in its muscular grip, and I was soon gasping in pleasure. However, I remembered my orders and began stroking her cunt deeply.

Alicia groaned and met every thrust, snapping her hips forward and grinding into me. I pounded her, grinding against her to stimulate her clit. Soon, she was sobbing with pleasure and urging me on. I was like a mindless fucking machine. She threw her arms and legs around me and held on tight. Soon, I heard her crying out as yet another climax ripped through her.

"Okay, okay! I give up, Phillip! Stop for a moment."

I looked down at her. My Mistress was smiling up at me. "Are you ready to come into my pussy, Phillip my slave?

"Oh yes, Mistress, I am very ready."

"Then go for your own pleasure, you earned it."

I plunged again and again into Alicia's molten core. I felt her body wrap around me, drawing my essence out. She was sucking the come out of me. I felt as if everything I had, everything I was, was being drawn into her warm and receptive body.

Alicia kissed me on the ear and whispered, "Come into mama's pussy, Phillip. Give her all your come."

Her words had their desired effect, I felt a sudden buildup and then release of pressure, and ecstatic pleasure exploded in my brain and body as my balls emptied their load into Alicia's waiting pussy. I too, cried out as my sperm flooded her. Finally, I lay exhausted over her. She kissed my face, neck and mouth, and stroked my back.

"We are bound together completely, Phillip my beloved slave. Say you are mine forever."

"I am yours forever," I said.



Alicia at the Nudist Club



This is a Nude Day contest story. Please vote.

Hello, Dear readers. I'm Alicia. I, and everyone in this story that I'm about to relate to you are over eighteen years old. 

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My Mom, Dad, girlfriend Shelly and I belong to a nudist club not too far from our home and we spend most weekends there. If you have read my previous stories you already know that Shelly and I are bisexual and have been having sex since December, two days after my eighteenth birthday. Shelly has also had sex with Mom and Dad, they even had a threesome one night until I joined them and made it a foursome. Yes, I have an incestuous relationship with Mom but if you have ever seen her, you'd understand why. She is a vary beautiful, sexy, thirty-seven year old young woman. She turned out to be bisexual one afternoon when she caught my friend Rose Marie and I fucking in my bedroom after school. Rosie then seduced her and I joined them. The threesome with Mom, Dad, and Shelly was to include Dad in our sex encounters. Yep, we are a very open-minded, uninhibited family but, no, I haven't had sex with Dad, If you didn't read my previous stories to know all that, you know it now because I just told you.

The nudist club is a two hour drive from our house because we usually stop for breakfast on the way. We arrived at the club at ten in the morning while the crowd was still light. We rented us a cabin as usual. Too cool for the pool, we all hit the volleyball court. We were doing a few practice shots when we were soon joined by two other couples. They wanted to play too so we split up and played four games with them. We all became instant old friends, It's so easy to make new friends at a nudist club because when everyone is naked it's hard to not be genuine and to put on airs. You just have to let it all hang out, pun intended, if you know what I mean.

The two couples who joined us at volleyball were husband and wife, Bill and Debbie and their son and daughter, Billy and Vicki. When we finished playing volleyball, Mom, Dad, Bill and Debbie went to play shuffleboard while Billy, Vicki, Shelly and I got in the hot tub. I love the hot tub with the warm water and air bubbles caressing your skin. I always try to get a seat where the water comes shooting in from a hole in the wall with such force you can't miss it. If no one is looking I back up to it with my hands on my knees to let the shooting water flow against my pussy.

"Shelly, come sit by me and feel this."

"What?" Shelly asked as she sat by my side.

I put her hand on the hole to feel the water shooting in, then raised up with my hands on my knees to show her what to do.

"Do like this and feel the water against your pussy."

I moved over to allow Shelly to mimic my position.

"Oh, wow, too cool!" Shelly said. "It's not enough to get you off but it does feel good."

"Have you felt that water flowing against your pussy, Vicki?" I asked as I sat beside her.

"Yeah," she giggled. "I guess all nudist kids have done stuff like that."

"How long have you been nudists?" I asked.

"We've been nudists all our lives."

"Oh, I guess you've seen and done it all then, huh?"

"I guess so," she mused. "It all depends on what you mean."

"Well, have you had sex with a lot of people?" I asked innocently enough.

"I've had sex with a few people, yes, - just like anyone else my age. Just because I'm a nudist doesn't mean I'm an amoral person."

"Hey, I'm sorry Vicki. I didn't mean anything like that!"

"I know you didn't mean to imply that, but it's a popular misconception among non- nudists that nudists are a bunch of immoral sex perverts. The truth is we have just as many morals as they do, even more sometimes."

"Yeah, most people look at a different idea in a very judgmental way, I suppose," I said thoughtfully. - "Like Shelly and I are looked down upon because we're bisexual. That doesn't make us amoral or immoral, we just have a different set of moral rules than others do, that's all."

"You girls are bisexual?" Billy piped up. "I thought you were gay."

"Yeah, Billy, we're bisexual," Shelly said. "The door's not closed for you."

"Well, that's good to know," Billy chuckled.

"Guys, if I stay in this hot tub much longer I'll shrivel up like a prune," I said. "Let's go to our cabin and have lunch."

*

The four of us crowded in around the small table in the cabin. I could tell Mom and Dad had already eaten but there was plenty for us.. I set sandwiches, chips and colas on the table for us and we ate contentedly. 

I was sitting next to Vicki and Shelly was sitting next to Billy. A piece of Shelly's sandwich broke off and fell into her naked lap. Shelly clung to her sandwich and giggled as I got up to help her. I retrieved the broken morsel, smearing salad dressing on her lower abdomen, and fed her the wayward food. I knelt down then and, like a real good friend, licked all the salad dressing off her lower abdomen and pussy lips.

Billy and Vicki watched amused as I sat back down.

"I didn't embarrass anyone , did I?" I asked as I patted Vicki on the thigh.

"No," Vicki whispered.

We finished eating and cleaned up. I had noticed Billy's cock wasn't erect nor was it completely soft, it was somewhere in between.

A clap of thunder rolled not too far away from us promising a shower very soon.

"Lets play Truth, Dare or Consequences with cards," I proposed.

"How do you play that?" Billy asked.

"It's easy," I said. We draw a card and the loser chooses the category for the winner who directs the dare or asks the question." 

"Alright, let's go for it!" Billy said.

I got the card deck from the stuff we brought from home, shuffled them and placed them face down on the table. We drew cards, Vicki lost and I won.

"Truth," Vicki smiled at me.

"Is there a dance tonight and are you going?" I asked.

"Yes and yes," she said.

We drew again. Shelly won and Billy lost. Billy chose dare.

"I dare you to stand and kiss me on the lips for ten seconds," Shelly dared.

They stood and kissed on the lips but Billy held Shelly at a safe distance. I noticed Billy go from half mast to three-quarters erect during the short kiss.

"I think he likes you, Shelly," I joked.

Billy sat down quickly and grinned at me. The other girls giggled.

We drew again, I lost and Billy won. I thought, "Oh, shit I'd better not choose dare."

"Truth," I said.

"When was the last time you had sex and who with?" he asked.

"I had sex last night with Shelly who spent the night with me in preparation for today. Mom and Dad know we make love when we sleep together; they're okay with that. I left my bedroom door open so we could hear them making love."

"Wow, your parents are really cool."

We drew again. Shelly won and Vicki lost. Vicki chose Truth.

"What is the most taboo sexual act you've ever done?" Shelly asked. 

Vicki paused as if choosing her words carefully, or perhaps she was deciding if she could disclose such private information.

"It's okay, Vicki. It won't ever leave this room. We aren't blabber mouths," I said.

"The most taboo sexual act?" Vicki began. "Would be giving my brother some head while he masturbated me." 

"She walked in on me while I was spanking the monkey," Billy volunteered. "I tried to hide but she asked if she could help me out so sweetly that I gave in. But we didn't go all the way." 

"It's okay, Billy," I said. "You'd be surprised how many families have cases of incest in them. I bet it happens a lot."

I shuffled the cards and we drew again. Shelly won and Billy lost. He chose Truth.

"Since that first time, have you done it again? If not, would you like to?"

"That was the only time but sometimes when I was whacking off I would wish Vicki was there to help me out but we have to be careful with Mom and Dad around. But, yes, I would definitely like it to happen again."

Vicki and Billy looked at one another longingly like they both are open for a recurrence. 

We drew again. Billy won and I lost. I chose Truth.

"Do acts of incest ever occur in your family?" Billy asked.

"Yes," I answered. "Usually while partying with other people Mom and I get together sexually, but it's not a one on one love relationship. At home I love my mom as my mom, but at parties she's just one of the girls."

Billy's eyes flew wide open with surprise,

"Holy mackerel, your mom?!"

"You've seen her playing volleyball. Didn't you think she was attractive? I'll bet you'd do her if you got the chance, and don't forget I like girls as much as you do!"

"Well, yeah, you have a point there." he admitted. "You're mom is a sexy lady."

It was raining hard now so we drew again, not having much else to do. Vicki won and I lost. I decided to get a little spicy and chose Dare.

"Ah, - let's see, dare - okay, I dare you to sit on Billy's lap and kiss him for twenty seconds," she said.

As I sat down on Billy's lap I noticed he was about three-quarters up. He put his big hands on my waist and lifted his slightly parted lips, letting me close the distance for the kiss. I put my hands behind his neck and looked into his big brown eyes for a moment. I felt his warm, velvety cock gently touch my butt cheeks as it started to come to life.

I felt a hand on my thigh but knew it wasn't Billy's hand. I looked and saw Shelly's hand sliding up and down my leg, heating me up

I brought my mouth in contact with Billy's waiting lips, softly and tenderly at first, and slowly spread his lips further apart with my tongue, His tongue met up eagerly with mine as he increased the pressure of his kiss. His cock gradually rose to full erection and pressed across my ass cheeks. I spread my legs slightly apart and pushed my pussy down to make contact with his velvety shaft. 'Oh, how I love nudism,' I thought. Billy's tongue was swirling around mine, caressing my tongue top and bottom. My pussy became hot and wet from the wonderful kiss as well has Shelly's hot hand on my inner thigh. I wondered if Billy could feel my wet pussy lips against his warm cock when I felt it grow harder and seemingly hotter against me. I could actually feel his cock throbbing as it pressed upward against my ass cheeks and puffy pussy lips.

"Time is up," Vickie called.

We groaned as we reluctantly broke our kiss. I stood up and handed him a towel to cover his erection with, but allowing Shelly and Vickie to get a good glimpse of it. 

"Don't be embarrassed, Billy, I'm just lucky everyone can't see how excited I became by that kiss. God, but you made me wet!"

"I'm not embarrassed," he said. "I just don't want to offend you girls."

"You know you won't offend me, big brother. I love the sight of your stiff cock."

"You won't offend me either, I know I'm the one who gave you that hard-on," I said.

"Ditto here," Shelly said. "You can toss the towel aside for now for all I care."

Without a word, Billy put the towel on the floor. Shelly and Vickie had a good view since they sat to the side of him. I was across the table from him so I couldn't see anything but I made up for that by putting my foot between his legs and caressed his cock with my toes.

"Let's draw again," Shelly suggested.. "Things are getting too hot to stop now."

We drew cards again. I won and Vickie lost. Vickie chose Truth. 

"Have you ever made out with a girl or have you ever thought about doing it?" I asked.

"No, the only sex I've had was with a couple of boyfriends and that time with Billy," she said. "I've never thought about doing it with girls until maybe today, being around you and Shelly."

"Are you thinking about it now?" I asked her.

"I'm wondering what it would be like to be with another girl like that but - I don't know if I could do it." admitted Vickie. It's both tantalizing and weird at the same time."

"I understand what you're saying, Vicki. Shelly and I kidded each other about being gay but we soon realized it was because we were attracted to each other. We were thrust into a situation where we had to make love because of that attraction. When we got past the weird feeling it turned into a beautiful thing. As you can see we didn't turn gay, we just became bisexual."

We drew again; Vickie won and Shelly lost. Shelly chose Dare.

"I dare you to sit on Billy's lap and kiss him for twenty seconds just like Alicia did," she said.

She really does like the sight of her older brother's stiff cock, I thought. She is doing everything she can to keep him excited and hard.

We drew again; I won and Billy lost. Billy chose Dare.

"I dare you, Billy, to let Vicki sit on your lap and kiss you for thirty seconds."

"Ooo, yeah!" Shelly applauded. "This I've got to see!"

"This will be a first," Vicki said. "We've never kissed before, not like that."

Vicki sat on Billy's lap and kissed him passionately, more like boyfriend and girlfriend than brother and sister. Billy's hands didn't stay around her waist though; one hand caressed up and down her back to her butt cheeks while the other hand caressed her long, lovely legs. Vicki began squirming in Billy's lap, I didn't wonder why remembering what it felt like when I sat on his lap. 

I made sign language to Shelly to masturbate and let Vicki get a glimpse of what she was doing. I know the effect it has on a girl to see another girl touch herself. As I watched Shelly, Vicki and Billy, I joined Shelly in a little self pleasure myself. BOY, was I ever wet! My fingers made little squishy noises as I worked them between my cunt lips.

Billy moved his hand from Vicki's leg and cupped her luscious breast'

"Oh, yes! Billy, play with my titties like that!" Vicki yelped. "I love to feel your hands on me."

I stood by Shelly's side so I could see everything that was going on and placed my arm across her shoulders. Shelly put her free hand behind me and caressed my smooth ass cheeks while she masturbated. 

I could see Vicki's pussy lips swollen with desire and darker in color because of her urgent need. I could see Billy's velvety shaft between her legs as it pressed against her ass cheeks when she moved her hips around, grinding against him.

"Touch me, Billy, make me cum, please," Vicki pleaded.

Billy didn't need to be asked twice. He put his hand down between her legs and deftly stroked her craving pussy. Vicki spread her legs wider and I could hear the squishy noises his fingers made as he moved his fingers in and out of her fuck hole, which spurred my fingers into action in my own pussy.

Vicki looked at Shelly and I, her eyes filled with passion as she watched our fingers moving rhythmically in our own needy pussies. She looked in our faces with wonder and with what appeared to be lust for us. I hugged Shelly to me warmly as she took one of my nipples into her mouth to suck on and nibble it softly.

"Do my clit now. I'm almost there," she whispered to Billy.

Billy flicked his finger ever so lightly and rapidly over the little bump at the top of her butterfly lips. His hand was pressed against her mound so he could stay in contact with her as she bucked her hips, climbing to the peak of Mount Orgasm.

"Yeah, Billy, I'm cumming now, - cumming - cum, - cum -aaaaahhhh!"

Billy plunged two of his big, long fingers into her love canal as she came on his hand Her hips shuddered and twitched in pure ecstasy as she enjoyed the lasting sensations of her orgasm. She kissed Billy again in satisfaction.

Shelly was getting close to her destination and I wasn't far behind her.

"Oooo, yeah, - I'm cumming too!" she squealed. "Aaaahhhh!"

"Yeah, cum, Shelly. That-a-girl, you look so beautiful when you cum," I said. 

Vicki and Billy watched us intently as we masturbated to orgasm.

"Oh, I'm cumming now, here I go, cumming, - Aaaggghhhhh!" I moaned.

"Everyone came but Billy," Shelly said. "Don't you want to get him off now, Vicki, while you have the chance?"

Vicki knelt between Billy's legs and smiled up at him. She took hold of his throbbing cock and put the head of it into her mouth. Billy watched her with adoration.

"Can I have a taste, please?" Shelly asked.

Vicki pointed the cock at Shelly. Shelly knelt and slowly slid the cock into her mouth as far as it would go, then bobbed her head a few times before releasing the wet shaft from her mouth. She sat back down with a big smile.

Vicki took Billy's cock into her mouth once again and bobbed her head up and down to fuck it with her mouth. I knelt beside her and put an arm across her shoulders. 

"Would you share some of that cock with me?" I asked.

She took it out of her mouth and, together, we licked the shaft up and down, our tongues touching often. I swirled the velvety head with my tongue and tasted some pre-cum from the pee hole, then let Vicki have it. The way Billy was moaning I knew he was getting close. He began to buck his hips, thrusting his cock deep into Vicki's mouth. I could see the muscles of the shaft constrict and expand as Billy pumped his cum into his sister's waiting mouth. Vicki began to swallow.

"Oh, shit, oh, um, ah," Billy moaned as he pumped his cum into her mouth. 

Vicki stood and wiped her lips of any spillage that might be on them.

"Kiss me, Vicki," I said.

"But, - Billy just came in my mouth though," she replied.

"That's why I want to kiss you," I said. "I want to get a taste if I can."

At least she didn't recoil in horror at the idea. I put my hands on her shoulders and gently pulled her to me. She let me kiss her lips lightly a couple of times, then opened her mouth for a real kiss. We swirled our tongues around in her mouth so I could get a taste of Billy's cum. She was passive at first and then put her hands on my back to return my kisses

"I like kissing you, Vicki," I said. "Do you like kissing me?"

"Yes. It really was very nice, - I liked it," she said.

I ran my hands up and down her sides from her breasts to the sides of her hips while looking deeply into her eyes.

"I want to do so much more than that," I groaned.

"I - I don't know," Vicki stammered.

"Later then?" I asked.

"Maybe later," she replied.

"The storm has passed," I said. "Maybe we should do something else now. We need to save some energy for tonight."

"Let's get in the pool now," Billy suggested. "I'm ready for a swim

Shelly and I followed Billy and Vicki to the pool area. People were just starting to come out now after the rain. We had to dry off some chairs to sit on then spread our towels out to dry in the warm afternoon sun.

I dove into the pool at the deep end. The sensation of the cool pool water around my totally naked body felt absolutely fantastic! Swimming naked without a soggy suit on, no matter how skimpy it may be, is such a totally free feeling I just can't describe it. There are no soggy bottoms to thwart the feeling of the water against your skin and no straps to make you feel uncomfortable. My nipples could feel the water swirling around them which made me totally aware of my nakedness.

When I emerged from my brief underwater swim I stood and wiped the water from my eyes and looked around. There were about twenty people in the pool with me, all of them naked of course. The club rules say that clothing is not allowed in the pool. Clothing is optional everywhere else but not in the water; they say it's more sanitary that way. 

It was a large pool, not the back yard type but almost an Olympic sized pool. I was practicing my different swimming strokes for a few lengths when I saw Nancy and Hal sitting in lounges at the poolside. I waved to them in greeting then got out of the pool to talk to them.

"Is your friend Shelly here today?" Nancy asked.

"Yeah, she's in the pool with Billy and Vicki," I said, pointing them out.

Mom and Dad walked up at that time and greeted them. I got my towel and spread it out on a lounge near them to sunbathe while they talked. I laid on my back and spread my legs a bit, knowing my hairless pussy was in full view for everyone to see, but no one was looking anyway. That is unless you consider a quick glance at you as looking, and I got plenty of those as people carried on conversations around me.




Alicia at the Nudist Club



I noticed a heavy set, bald headed man with a white mustache across from me. He had his hands folded behind his head and was wearing sunglasses. He was giving me more than a few quick glances, in fact he was almost staring, he looked so long sometimes. I looked at his cock laying against his lower belly which was not erect but neither was it completely soft. Like Billy, he was about half mast. He was really hung for an older guy, I thought. I appreciated his interest in me as long as it was just looking and I began to feel stirrings inside my pussy. I felt good about letting a guy his age look at my young, hairless pussy and was enjoying looking at his fat cock. I was impressed that he could look at my pussy for so long and not get a hard-on. That must take super control, I thought.

I rolled over on my stomach and looked behind me to see if he was still watching. He was but he wasn't obvious about it though I could tell I still had his attention. With my ass in the air I reached under me and touched my pussy lips as if to scratch an itch I had. When I looked behind me again he was gone. 'I must have gotten to him,' I chuckled to myself. I felt a slight loss that he had left though because my pussy was starting to tingle from displaying myself to him.

"Did you want to go?" Mom asked me.

"What? Go where?" I asked.

"Hal and Nancy are having a party in their trailer tonight after the dance. Do you want to go?" she repeated.

"Yeah, I guess so," I answered.

I saw Shelly, Vicki and Billy in the pool yet and decided to join them. I sat at the edge of the pool and dropped down into the water near Shelly.

"Hey all, Nancy and Hal are having a party in their trailer tonight after the dance," I said. Do you want to go?"

"Yeah, count me in," said Shelly.

"I'd like to go," Billy said. "How about you, sis? We can tell the folks we'll be in late so they won't be worried about us."

"Okay, I'll go," Vicki agreed. "I've never been to a party here."

"That's great!" I said, smiling. "I'll go and tell them to expect us. Don't worry, Vicki, we'll make sure you have a good time," I said, winking at her.

*

The dance started at nine PM. Billy, Vicki, Shelly and I got there at that time but most of the crowd came in later. The DJ played a large variety of types of songs to try to please everyone. Billy got to dance every song with a choice of three different girls to dance with, lucky guy. Mom and Dad came in with Nancy and Hal and were soon followed by Bill and Debbie. It was getting so crowded now I couldn't keep up with the comings and goings.

"Will your parents be at the party later?" I asked Vicki.

"Probably not, they don't party like some folks do."

"They do seem awfully quiet," I observed. "They don't dance much either, do they."

"No, they're more into cards and games, stuff like that."

The bald headed man with the white mustache came up and asked me to dance with him. He wasn't wearing the sunglasses now, of course, and I noticed how handsome he really was with just little laugh lines at the corner of his eyes. He had a beer belly but he was very muscular otherwise. He reminded me of an old biker. He stood over six feet tall.

"My name's Karl," he said over the music as we danced a fast one.

"Hi, Karl. My name is Alicia."

"You're a very good dancer, Alicia."

"Thank you, so are you."

I did dance moves that allowed me to lower my head. I glanced at Karl's fat cock which was closer now and I could see much better. It really was a nice one.

The fast song ended and a slow song began. Karl caught my arm as I started to walk away.

"One more?" Karl asked.

"Sure," I replied.

I fell into his big, strong arms and followed his lead. We danced close but not tight. I could feel his cock bump against my abdomen only occasionally which felt wonderful. I didn't want to tease him and embarrass him on the dance floor so I resisted the temptation of grinding against him. He was already three-quarters hard as it was.

"I think I'll step out on the back porch for some fresh air," I said as the slow song ended.

I walked out into the cool, refreshing night air and went to the farthest railing to watch the moonlight shining on the lake. After a moment I sensed someone step up behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see Karl with a fair erection walking up to me. He stopped at my side facing me, his now fairly erect cock lightly touching my hip. The dark shadows of the back porch emboldened us both.

"It's beautiful out here," he said.

"Yes, it is," I agreed.

He put his hand on my back gently and rubbed across from shoulder to shoulder. I lowered my hand to get a feel of his fat cock against my hip. I felt it throb and stiffen even more.

"You like that cock, don't you?"

"Yes. I like it very much. It's probably the biggest one I've ever seen."

"Stroke it and make it bigger."

"We're taking an awful chance out here in the open like this." I said nervously.

"Darlin', I've learned that if people are afraid to take a chance, they'll never get anything out of life," he said softly. "And if you let an opportunity slip away, it's usually gone for good, never to return."

"The years have made you wise, thank you," I said.

I began to stroke his cock rhythmically in my boldness, almost jerking him off. His hand moved down to caress my smooth butt cheeks. I was looking at his beautiful ,big cock now. It was about nine inches long and a good two inches across the shaft. It was fun to play with but the thought of that thing getting into my pussy made me nervous. 

"You really like my tool, don't you?"

"Mmm, you've got the prettiest cock I've ever seen," I answered.

I knelt before him and licked the pre-cum from his velvety cock head. He tasted marvelous as I swallowed in ecstasy. 

"That's right, Darlin', you've got it," he encouraged.

I took it into my mouth a ways and swirled it with my tongue. It wasn't the first cock I've sucked but it definitely was the biggest. It nearly filled up my mouth as I bobbed my head up and down on it. 

"Aaaahhh. Oh, Baby, you do know haw to suck cock, don't you?!"

I swirled my tongue around to feel the crown of his large, velvety cock head. What more could a girl ask for than a cock like that to play with? I felt his cock move in and out of my mouth on it's own as he flexed his hips. I cupped his balls in one hand, feeling his stones slide around beneath the crinkled skin encasing them. His cock strokes in my mouth became quicker and shorter and his balls tightened up, then I felt the tell-tale contracting of his cock muscles. I felt my mouth filled suddenly with liquid which I knew was his cum juice.

"Yeahhhhhh," he moaned with pleasure as he kept moving his cock slowly in an out of my mouth. "Spit it out, Darlin', that's okay."

I spit over the side then looked at the beautiful cock I had just sucked off. I couldn't tear myself away until he raised his towel to wipe his cock with it. He raised me to my feet and kissed my forehead. He softly caressed my young, tender breasts with his hands.

"You've got a gorgeous little body," he said.

"You've got a gorgeous big cock," I replied.

"Until next time then," he said.

"Until next time, Karl."

*

"Where have you been," asked Shelly.

"I was on the porch to get some air. There's a beautiful moon over the lake," I said.

"The next song is lady's choice," she said. "Pick someone out and get to him as quick as you can when this song ends."

I went over and asked Dad to dance. When we got on the dance floor I saw Shelly dancing with Karl, Mom dancing with Billy and Vicki dancing with Hal. I guess Nancy hadn't asked anyone.

Dancing naked with my Dad felt strange, especially when I felt his cock bumping into me. Was it completely accidental I wondered? I'll never know, will I? I like to think it was intentional on his part and I didn't pull away in case he wanted to do it more. I enjoyed dancing with him though, he is a good dancer.

I watched Mom dancing with Billy. She was enjoying herself immensely. Billy would look at me and grin. Mom moves so sexy when she dances, I don't know how Billy kept from getting a hard-on. But my pussy has been wet ever since I gave Karl a blow job, so everything seemed steamy to me

About fifteen minutes before closing time, Nancy and Hal left to get ready for their party. They had invited Mom and Dad, Billy and Vicki, and Shelly and I. Hal said it wasn't too many; his trailer would sleep six and fuck twelve.

When we all got there, Nancy had snacks set out and Hal had poured glasses full of champagne for everyone including us under age people. Hal kept filling everyone's glass and it didn't take long for everyone to get happy, or should I say tipsy.

Dad took Shelly by the hand and led her to the spare bedroom. What they did there is anybody's guess because they shut the door. All I can tell you is, they didn't have to undress.

Hal was sweet talking Vicki for a while until finally they got up and went into the back bedroom.

Mom and Billy were making out on the sofa and I could tell by the size of his cock it wouldn't be long until they would be doing the nasty.

Nancy was standing in her kitchen looking at me nervously. I went in and poured us some more champagne. 

"I've been fantasizing about you ever since the party at our house you know," I said.

"You have? Why?"

"Didn't you realize how much I wanted you that night?" I said. "I was glad that Mom got you to play, but I wanted you, too."

"Why didn't you tell me?" asked Nancy.

"I didn't want to scare you away. That's why I was glad to let Mom be the first woman you made love with. I could tell you really wanted her, too."

"Yes, that's true." she said. "That was a very exciting night for me."

"Have you been with another woman after Mom?"

"No, that was the only time I did that." she replied.

I took her glass and filled it with champagne, then held the glass to her lips.

"I think the reason you're nervous is you're not drinking enough." I said. "Drink it all, chug-a-lug it."

"You're just trying to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me," she joked.

"Not true," I said. "I just want to get you buzzed enough where you won't mind when I do something like this."

I pinched both her nipples and pulled them out to let them bounce back in place a few times. She smiled and set her empty glass down.

"It's working, I don't mind that at all," she quipped.

I lowered my head to take her haughty nipple into my mouth so I could suck on it and doggy-kiss the hard nub. I straightened up then and kissed her lightly on the lips. One kiss became a hundred on her luscious, tantalizing mouth. One quick kiss became a hundred French kisses as I raked the back of my fingers up and down her nipples causing the hard nub to bounce rapidly between my knuckles. She put her hands on my shoulders with her cheek against mine and pulled me close.

"Oh, god, Alicia, that feels so nice when you do that!"

"Nancy, your titties were made to be played with properly," I said. "Look at these brown, proud, haughty nipples so erect and sticking out so far. They must be a half- inch long!"

I put my hands on her round, smooth ass cheeks and pulled her pussy against mine

"Let's go lie down on the living room floor," I suggested. "We'll be much more comfortable there."

Mom, I should call her Jean since she prefers that name at parties, had her legs held straight up in the air with Billy between her legs, plunging his cock into her pussy as deep as he could go. Billy paused when we laid down on the floor in front of the sofa.

"Don't stop, Billy, we're just going to lay on the rug and make love beside you," I said.

Jean moaned loudly with pleasure when Billy resumed his fucking. She was so wet I could hear the squish noises his cock made as it slid up her fuck hole. 

Nancy laid on her back and allowed me to put my leg between hers. We humped our pussies against the thigh of the other, rubbing our clits on the softest part of the leg.

"Do you like the feel of your pussy on my thigh, Nancy?"

"Oh, yes, Alicia. Fuck my pussy with your leg."

"Do you like the feel of my wet pussy sliding up and down your thigh, fucking your leg like this?" 

"Oh, yes, - yes, - yes."

I readjusted my hips so that our pussies were rubbing together. I slid pussy across pussy so wet we made wet, sticky noises as our butterfly lips kissed one another.

"Do you like your pussy kissing my pussy like that?" I asked.

"Oh, - fuck, yeah!"

"Yes! Yes! Yeahhhhhhhhh," Jean moaned loudly as she came on Billy's cock planted deeply into her pussy.

Billy began to fuck her anew.

"You're a randy young fellow, aren't you?" Jean said. "You came in me just a bit ago and now you're ready to go again? Yeah, fuck my pussy like that, you young stud! My pussy is wanting more of your young cum juice."

"Roll over." I said to Nancy. Nancy rolled onto her stomach and I pulled her hips up into the air until she was on her knees.

"I want to try something new for you."

I licked around her puckered little asshole a bit, then stiffened my tongue and inserted it into the puckered hole as far as it would go. She waved her hips with delight and pushed her ass back to me for more. I licked, kissed and deeply tongued her puckered hole with raw lust. I soon became satisfied and pushed her hips aside for her to lie down again.

Jean was on her hands and knees with Billy behind her, sliding his stiff prick down her juicy love canal. I could tell by her whimpers that she was having more orgasms. I love watching my mother cum like that but I had something important to take care of.

I got on Nancy in a sixty-nine position. I studied her pussy for a bit. She was so wet I could see a white puddle of her juices pooling at the bottom of her pussy and beginning to run down into her ass. I lapped it with my tongue like a dog drinking water.

Nancy placed her lips gently on my butterfly lips and savored her first taste of my pussy. Her tongue gingerly explored the inner recesses of my wet joy box.

"That's right, Nancy. Pretend it's your own pussy you're making love to."

I inserted two fingers into Nancy's pink, wet fuck hole and moved them rhythmically in and out. She responded by meeting my finger thrusts with a thrust of her hips.

Meanwhile Nancy was copying my moves on her by doing the same thing to me. I felt two of her fingers enter my love canal.

"You have a cute little pussy, Alicia. I love playing with it," Nancy said nervously.

"It's yours to play with, Nancy. Don't be bashful," I said softly.

Mom and Billy were enjoying the throws of an intense orgasm together. I watched her twitch and quiver as she uttered that familiar moan of hers during orgasm. Billy drove his cock deep with strong thrusts then collapsed on her with a groan.

Dad, Shelly, Hal and Vicki were in the kitchen enjoying a drink while watching the action in the living room from time to time. Jean and Billy stepped over Nancy and I to go into the kitchen also. Shelly and Billy were having their own conversation, talking low. Vicki seemed to be watching Nancy and I rather intently.

With my tongue working in Nancy's pussy and on her clit, I had her on the verge of a powerful climax. Even though Nancy seemed a bit shy yet, her tongue in my pussy and on my clit had me on the verge of cumming also. I slid my free hand across her beautiful , smooth ass cheeks then let my fingers trace a path down between her gorgeous globes of flesh to find her puckered asshole. I inserted a finger tip into the puckered spot causing her to squeal with delight. Moments later she stiffened and shuddered.

"Aaahhh! - Oh, Alicia, Ohhhhhh!" she groaned as she had an intense orgasm.

The heady, erotic feelings of bliss brought me to the luscious peak of my orgasm. 

"Yeah, Nancy, dear, I'm cumming on your tongue, I moaned. "Ohh, - Aaaahhhh!"

I loved Nancy's pussy in my mouth and ass cheeks in my hands. I squeezed her tightly for a bit before letting go of her.

We finally got up and went into the Kitchen for something to drink. Billy and Shelly made their way to the bedroom; I knew she was hot for him ever since that morning.

Hal took Mom by the hand and led her to the other bedroom while Dad took Nancy to the sofa to make out. Vicki and I were the only ones left in the kitchen. She stood there nervously, not looking at me.

"Let's finish our champagne and step outside for some air," I suggested. 

Vicki smiled at me with relief.

"That's a good idea," she said.

We finished our drinks and stepped outside on the patio, enjoying the cool night air. 

"So, Vicki, have you thought about it?" I asked.

"Yeah a little bit," she said quietly.

"What do you think?" I pressed. 

"I don't know, I just don't think I'm ready for that."

"You liked kissing me earlier, didn't you?"

"Yes. It was very different but nice," she admitted.

"Then you aren't repulsed by the idea, are you?"

"Oh, no, it's not that," she said.

"A wise man told me that people who are afraid to take chances miss out on a lot in life and when you let an opportunity go by, it's gone for good, never to return."

"I guess that's right."

"When you watched Nancy and I making love, did you get a little turned on by that?"

"Well, - yes, - it was hot but -"

"Vicki, I know you want to try it but you won't let yourself go because it's new territory for you. Isn't that right?"

Her silence told me she was still struggling with the war within herself.

"I'll tell you what, let's sit here on the swing and we'll go nice and slow. We'll only do what you want to do. Okay? I won't try to make you do something you don't want to do, I promise."

"I know, Alicia. It's not that I don't trust you, really."

Vicki sat down on the patio swing beside me She made the first move by holding my hand.

"I know you just want to be my friend." she said. "It's like you said, it's new territory for me. I feel like a cat in a strange house."

"Kiss me?" I asked.

Vicki lowered her face toward my waiting lips and lightly touched her lips to mine. We kissed a few more times and paused as she considered what she was doing.

"You're so soft and gentle," she mused. "It's not anything like kissing a man."

I kissed her again only this time with my mouth open and tongue swirling against hers. My hand on the back of her neck pulled her to me affectionately. Her hand on my shoulder caressed me from my neck to my upper arm, sliding up and down. I twisted my body without breaking our kiss in such a way that her hand came in contact with my perky breast. She paused her hand a moment, then gingerly began to feel and squeeze my tit. She broke our kiss to watch what her hand was doing.

"You do have nice breasts, Alicia." she said softly.

"Thanks. May I touch yours?" I asked.

"Yes, I want you to," she answered sweetly. 

I cupped her breast and slowly caressed it while swooning with passion. Her breasts were just a tad bigger than mine but just as perky. I pinched her nipple between my thumb and forefinger and pulled on it slightly. 

"Do that to me, Vicki," I said.

She did what I wanted perfectly causing my pussy to flood with deep desire.

"I love the way you play with my breasts, Vicki," I moaned.

"I like your touching my breasts too," she said with a husky voice. "You know just what to do to them."

I kissed her again trying to convey all the passion I was feeling. She returned my kiss, her passion matching mine. My tongue danced the tango, the dance of love, with her tongue in her mouth and mine.

"God, Vicki, my pussy is so wet now," I said, my voice full of passion. 

"You made me hot, too," she said.

"Really?" I asked. "Let me feel it and see. I'll just touch you with one finger to see how wet you are. You can touch mine, too, if you like."




Alicia at the Nudist Club



"Okay," she giggled.

We spread our legs open and I slowly slid a hand down her lower belly to her puffy pussy lips. I pried her outer lips apart with my first and third finger while slipping the middle finger between her butterfly lips. She wasn't lying, she was hot as hell. My finger felt wetness from her clit to the opening of her love canal.

Vicki nervously put her hand over my pussy lips and inserted two of her fingers between my inner lips to test the waters. 

"Is that the first pussy you've ever felt - besides your own?" I asked.

"Yes," she said sheepishly as she cuddled up to me. "I want to touch it more."

"Put two fingers up my fuck hole if you want to," I suggested.

I felt two of her fingers enter my pussy lips and carefully work their way into my love canal. I slid my finger in her wet pussy groove up and down and caressed her clit with it with each stroke. She kept looking around nervously to see if anyone could see us.

"Would it be better if we went back to our cabin to continue with this?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think we should," she replied.

We held hands as we walked back to the rented cabin. We were thinking about the pleasures that lie ahead so much that neither one of us said a word on the way.

I led her directly to my bunk bed which was on the bottom. Nervously she sat down, then laid down beside me. The lights were low but we could see one another very well.

"First I'll masturbate you - then you can finger me until you get me off," I said.

"Okay," she said quite willingly.

I wet my fingers in my mouth even though I knew her pussy was wet with desire. A girl likes her clit nice and slippery when someone plays with it. It feels scratchy and abrasive when dry. I massaged her clit area with my fingers, going around in a circle on it. She spread her legs for me and mewled in my ear as the good feelings built up within her. I alternated finger movements and inserted two fingers up into her honey hole. She bucked her hips as she accepted my finger fucking with abandon. Her breathing became deeper and her whimpers became louder as her orgasm approached. My hand was spurred on to work doggedly in bringing her to orgasm.

"Oh, it feels so good," she moaned. 

"Are you ready to come?" I asked.

"Yes, almost." 

"Cum for me, Vicki. Cum on my hand," I pleaded.

"Oh, yessssssssss," she moaned. 

"Rub your clit while I finger fuck you."

I watched her fingers only inches away from me as they rolled her little pink bump around the top of her butterfly lips. I was determined to have that swollen little clit between my lips very soon. I moved my fingers faster and harder as she struggled to the top of Mount Orgasm.

"Keep on going, Alicia, I'm almost there. Don't stop," she panted. 

I, of course, had no intention of stopping as I gave her such ecstasy. 

"Yesssssssss, yesssssss, yessssssssssss! she moaned loudly as she came on my fingers.

I laid back when her heavy breathing subsided and spread my legs. I wet my fingers in my mouth and put them on my clit.

"Oh, my god, Alicia, that felt wonderful." she panted. "Let me do you now."

How wonderful it felt when her hand came in contact with my slick pussy lips and her fingers spread open my butterfly to find my fuck hole.

"Yeah, Vicki, just like that. That feels good."

"You're so nice and warm and wet inside. I adore your pussy," she said.

"You've learned to like pussy is all," I said. "All girls will be as much fun now."

I couldn't help but gyrate my hips as she finger fucked me; I have been waiting for this moment for so long now. At the moment, Vicki's hand in my pussy was all I could ever ask for. I cupped her breasts in my hands and pinched her hard little nipples.

"You have an amazingly sexy body, Vicki," I moaned.

"Oh, you drive me crazy when you touch me like that." 

She alternated expertly between fingering my love canal and massaging my little clit. My breathing became heavier as my passion built inside me. I spread my legs wide as her hand finger fucked my juicy love canal. Her fingers made squishy noises in my cunt as the palm of her hand bumped against my clit.

"Yeah, Vicki, yeah! I'm getting close." 

She began whimpering with joy as she brought me to my orgasm.

"Oh, yeah! Fuck, yeah," I moaned as my orgasm crashed through me from my clit to my breasts.

After my breathing became normal I pulled her hand from my pussy and held her fingers to her lips.

"Taste?"

She opened her mouth and I put her fingers in her mouth to suck and lick them clean.

"Do you like it?"

"Yes, your pussy tastes good." 

"Would you like a taste of the real thing?" I asked her. 

"Oooo, yes, I'd love to."

"Let you legs straddle my head like you saw Nancy and I do. Then you can lick my pussy."

We made love in the classic sixty-nine position. Her tongue in my pussy felt so damn good! I swooned with passion as I gazed close up at her pussy and brought me trembling lips to her beautiful little clit. Oh, what a marvelous feeling it was to lick and be licked by cute little Vicki. I had waited so long for this beautiful moment and now it is finally here.

I heard someone enter the cabin. Looking over I saw Billy and Shelly sit down at the table. They were watching us and smiling. I continued to lick Vicki's pussy and she continued to lick mine, ignoring the two spectators. 

It wasn't long until Vicki clenched her legs against my head and squealed through a marvelous orgasm. The gush of pussy juice she gave me to drink spurred on my own orgasm. 

"Oh, yyyeahhhhh!" I moaned loudly. 

Shelly and Billy applauded us.

"Oh, you two shits!" I panted. "We didn't do it to put on a show for you."

"But what a beautiful show it was to see the two of you together," Shelly said. "Billy thinks so too, judging by the hard-on you gave him." 

"Billy? You already fucked three times tonight and now you're ready to go again? I exclaimed. "You da man, is all I've got to say."

"Sis just has that affect on me," Billy explained.

"You want her badly, don't you, Billy?" I said.

His silence and his throbbing erection said volumes. 

"Well, you have the perfect chance to do something about it tonight," I said "You want to fuck him, too, don't you, Vicki?! All the stuff you two have been through together I don't see one reason for holding back any longer. Do you?"

"But that's incest," Billy said.

"Incest is a nasty word for a beautiful thing," I challenged. "You've already done incestuous things so what harm would a little bit more do?"

I got out of bed and sat down at the table.

"Vicki is waiting for you, Billy." 

Billy finally got up and laid on the bed with Vicki where they melted into each others arms. Vickie had a hold of Billy's cock lovingly and Billy was stroking Vicki's ready pussy. 

I kissed my best friend Shelly, happy to finally have some time alone with her. 

"When we get to these parties we fuck everyone but each other," I said. "How about if we take some time for each other tonight?"

"Let's get on the top bunk," Shelly suggested.

We climbed up to the top bunk over Billy and Vicki. We couldn't see them now but we could hear everything that went on. 

"I've wanted your cock inside me ever since the day I saw you masturbating," we heard Vicki say. 

"I've wanted to get my cock into you way before that," we heard Billy say. "You didn't know it but the reason I was jerking off was because I was sniffing a pair of your dirty panties I got out of the clothes hamper. I dropped them as soon as you came in."

"I didn't know you felt that way about me then," Vicki said. "I thought I was the only one with sexy thoughts."

"Well, I'm glad we found each other out," Billy said. "It will make living together so much easier with that out of the way."

I pressed my mouth deep into Shelly's sweet pussy and busied my tongue on her clit as we listened to the sounds of lovemaking below us. I squeezed her breasts while licking her clit until she had a squealing climax. She flipped me over and did the same for me and we finished to an intense orgasm in the sixty-nine position.

Vicki and Billy had a shrieking orgasm together at about the same time we finished off. I looked over the edge of the bed to look down at them. Billy was on top of her and Vicki had her ankles locked over his back in the missionary position. Billy laid still on top of her, letting his cock soak deep inside his sister's cunt.

"Congratulations on your three firsts, Vicki," I said.

"What?" she asked.

"You've had three firsts today: your first swing party, your first time with a girl, and your first fuck with your brother. Congratulations," I said.

"Oh, thank you, Alicia," Vicki said. "And just think, I owe it all to you! Thank you so much, I'll be grateful to you forever."

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