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Skinny Dipper

By: Ashson



Mattie considered holidays in the country to be a bore. She'd argued strongly with her parents about coming with them but they had been insistent. She pointed out that she'd stayed home the previous year and she was now a year older. Why couldn't she stay home this year?

Afterwards, she admitted that that particular argument had been a mistake. 

"I know you stayed home last year," her father had said, quite calmly for him. "That's one reason you're not staying home this year." 

Mattie had quite forgotten about that little incident from last year. It wasn't really fair of her father to bring it up. It hadn't really been her fault and no-one got hurt and the fire brigade had been very nice about the whole thing, but her dad still brought it up every so often.

The first day it rained. Combined with the heat it was a very mucky day, reinforcing Mattie's opinion that she'd have been better off at home. The next day was better. The rain had washed the air and everything looked new and sparking. The sun shone from a bright blue sky, promising a fine day. 

Big deal. A lovely day and nothing to do and nowhere to go and no friends around. Booorrriiinnnng.

The temperature started to climb and Mattie got restless. There was nothing to do in the house and, as far as she was concerned, nothing to do outside. Things she used to do on her holidays as a child bored her now. She decided to go for a walk.

Strolling along the country road, feeling the heat, Mattie decided to cut down a laneway that meandered through an orchard. She remembered this laneway. A little voice was prompting her, assuring her that there was something worthwhile down there and the trees were shady.

Down the lane, eyes flicking through the trees to the right, memory of a pleasant time stirring. Then she spotted the flash of blue water. 

Mattie laughed as she scaled the fence. The same tree was there, offering a helpful branch, enabling her to clear the fence easily. Now she was at the pool she remembered it well. She'd been swimming there with Rose a few years back. Skinny dipping she recalled. Something else that had happened nagged at her mind, but she dismissed it. They'd had fun.

It was hot and the water looked cool. Should she or shouldn't she? Mattie walked around the pool, considering. Maybe if she kept her undies on? But then she'd have to wear them home wet and rubbing and she'd just as soon not. It wasn't as though there was anyone around. A quick swim to cool off and no-one would be any the wiser.

Mattie stripped quickly, leaving her clothes at the bottom of the post near her, the sign acting as a marker. It was, Mattie noted with amusement, a no swimming sign. Memory stirred, pointing out that the sign had been there when she was here with Rose. They'd ignored it then and Mattie ignored it now.

The water was fine and Mattie enjoyed herself. She swam and floated and swam some more. The pool was surprisingly deep, with only a little trickle of a creek seeming to run through it. A natural pothole that had filled with water, Mattie assumed.

Finally leaving the water Mattie stretched in the sunshine. She'd just lie on the grass and let the sun dry her off and then she'd get dressed and be on her way.

That was Mattie's intention. It was just a little unfortunate that things didn't quite work out that way. Preparing to sit, Mattie had no idea that there was anyone else in the vicinity. Her first realisation of this came when she found a pair of large hands taking her around the waist and lifting.

The world seemed to spin around her and when it settled she found she was lying across the knee of someone who was kneeling on one knee and using his other knee as a prop for her body.

"You don't remember warnings very well, do you, Mattie?" said a voice. A very familiar voice, Mattie found. Nice sounding, but damned if she could place it. 

Her curiosity about the familiar voice vanished when a hand came down very smartly on her bottom. Mattie squealed in shock and started to struggle.

Her assailant was strong. Far stronger than she was, Mattie found. The hand came down again, seemingly even harder.

"You and your friend were warned about what would happen if I caught you swimming in this pool again," she was told, and suddenly a memory came flooding back.

She and Rose leaving the pool, both of them nude and fifteen at the time, and this farmer had been there. He'd read them the riot act about swimming in the pool even though it was posted. After that he'd read them a second riot act about running around naked in public at their age. They weren't children anymore, they'd been told. If they didn't realise it, they should look in a damned mirror.

She and Rose had realised it rather abruptly when they found they were standing starkers in front of a man who was highly displeased with them. They'd just stood there frozen while he roared at them, trying to hide behind their hands. 

After the yelling the man had delivered some threats if he ever caught them there again and told them to beat it. They'd scrambled into their clothes and bolted, scared stiff that he'd tell their parents.

That had been the first time Mattie had really known she was a woman and attractive to men. For all that the farmer had been a relatively old man she'd seen his eyes looking over her and Rose and appreciating what they saw.

Now, several years later, she'd pulled the same mistake and he had to be the one to catch her. And he was spanking her, as promised. Among other threats, Mattie could distinctly hear him telling her and Rose about what a nice spanking they'd get if he caught them there again.

All her memories flooded her between the second and third spanks. Knowing who was spanking her and why didn't really help. It still hurt. The farmer had no compunction about delivering a really good hiding when required and he was handing it out with a will.

Mattie squealed and her bottom got spanked.

She pleaded and her bottom got spanked anyway.

A heartfelt and tearful apology didn't slow the spanking at all.

It appeared the farmer had a real point he wanted to make. What Mattie was finding the worst part of the whole business was that the farmer was so damned careless about how he spanked her. 

It was one thing to have his hand come down on one cheek or the other, and sometimes both. It was something else entirely when he missed her bottom and his hand slapped hard against her pussy. His long fingers seemed to curl around her, cupping her entire vulva when this happened.

Squealing and protesting loudly, Mattie suffered.

Finally she was lifted back onto her feet, the spanking over. Mattie bounced. She jumped up and down, hands clutching at her bottom, tears in her eyes. Oh, god, her bottom smarted. 

She finally focussed on the farmer. Now she knew him. Big dumb old Fred the Farmer, she and Rose had called him. Now he was standing there watching as she jumped up and down, whining about her bottom.

What the hell was he looking at? 

Me, it suddenly dawned on Mattie. I'm nude and I'm jumping up and down in front of him. Her boobs, she saw with horror, were doing their own bouncing up and down, and he was watching them, smiling. 

She came to a halt, hands flashing to her breasts to cover them. That bastard. He deliberately dropped his eyes to her pussy and her hand dropped to cover that, only to find him looking at her breasts again.

Something else was different, too, Mattie noticed. Big dumb old Fred the Farmer, she and Rose had said. Looking at him now, Mattie was revising that description.

Big, yes, but beefy and muscular, not fat. Old depended on your age when you looked at him. When she was fifteen, he seemed old. At eighteen she could see that he was probably only in his early thirties. And he owned the farm and it thrived, she now remembered. He had orchards and a stud farm and was doing well. Her dumb old farmer was actually an intelligent and still young businessman.

And she was standing naked in front of him. Her bottom was hot and smarting, but Mattie suddenly found her pussy was feeling quite hot too. As a matter of fact she was feeling hot all over. Time to get dressed and run.

"I see you remember me," drawled Fred. "How nice. I definitely remembered you and your little friend. I assume you forgot my warning about swimming here and what would happen?"

She had, but she remembered it now, a bit too late.

Fred was nodding. "Yes, I thought so. Now that you've been reminded, do you remember the second warning and penalty that I gave?"

"This is important," a little voice whispered to Mattie. "You'd better remember fast."

Mattie tried to recall the warnings. At the time, she and Rose and just been suddenly made super-sensitive to the fact that they were naked females. Everything else was minor compared to their desire for clothes.

Practically feeling Fred's eyes roaming over her nudity, Mattie's sensitivity to her nakedness increased. Then she recalled the dimly remembered threat.

"Be thankful you're both underage. If you were of age I'd be showing you what your bodies are for."

The heat that Mattie was feeling went up a notch. What was worse, she could feel her nipples crinkling. She could see the slight movement had drawn Fred's attention.

"You've remembered. Isn't that nice," he murmured, smiling benignly.

Mattie shook her head. No it wasn't nice. Not where she was concerned.

"Thanks, but no thanks," she stated firmly. "I'll pass. I don't do that sort of thing."

"If you don't, with a body like that, you should," she was told. "However, I wasn't actually asking. Penalties to be applied, remember."

"But you can't," Mattie hastily pointed out. "I'm saying no."

"Mmm," murmured Fred, and Mattie swallowed, staring down at the big hands that were stroking her breasts.

Mattie found herself sweating slightly. The way Fred was twiddling with her nipples you'd think they were thermostats, increasing her body heat. The warmth seemed to be leaving her bottom and settling in other places and she'd just as soon wish it wasn't happening.

One of the reasons she and Rose had dismissed Fred as just a farmer was that he wore bib-overalls when he was working around the farm. They apparently had many advantages, one of which being the ease with which they came off.

Releasing Mattie's breasts, Fred demonstrated this feature. To Mattie's shocked eyes it seemed that one minute he was dressed and then he wasn't. The term big and beefy applied all over she noticed, while trying not to.

"But, look, seriously, you can't do this," protested Mattie. "I don't want you to and besides, someone may come along at any moment."

"Seriously, I am going to do this, and no-one is going to come along. I know where all my men are working and none of them are around here. The only person out of place is you, the punishment for which is now forthcoming."

Mattie found Fred was holding her hand while sinking to his knees. A gentle tug and she was kneeling opposite him. She was still explaining why he couldn't do this when she felt his mouth close over her nipple.

Hand's tangled in Fred's hair, Mattie found herself holding him against her breast instead of pulling him away. His mouth was hot and wet and it was moving across her breasts, teasing them, nipping at her nipples, biting lightly into her soft flesh and then kissing it better.

One hand was on her back, supporting her as she found herself leaning back away from him. The other hand had finished up between her legs and was touching her in ways she was quite sure were sinfully wicked. He was rubbing her vulva, scratching lightly against her lips and, worst of all, he was sliding his fingers between her lips and touching inside her.

Now he was kissing her, his mouth ravaging hers, while one hand played with her breasts and the other continued its sinful ways. How, she wondered, has she come to be lying on her back while this man did these things to her?

Mattie pressed her hands against Fred's chest, determined to push him away. He didn't move, apart from releasing her breasts to capture one hand. She felt him dragging her hand aside and wondered why he bothered, finding out abruptly when he pressed it against something.

Her hand closed over that solid bar she'd glimpsed earlier. She'd tried not to look at it, and refused to look now, turning her head to the side even as her hand closed over it. She shuddered. It felt as hot as she did. She was sure she could feel it throbbing. Her hand moved reluctantly along it as she nervously tried to determine just how big it was. Too big she decided. 

Mattie would have snatched her hand away from that thing, but wiser counsel came to her. As long as she was holding it, she knew where it was. She continued to clutch her prize, her fingers absentmindedly tracing back and forth along it. 

Fred's mouth was back on her breasts, teasing them. They felt swollen and taut and sensitive. Every touch seemed to stab into her, boiling down towards that heat pooling low in her belly. She was too hot. She should go back in the water. Her bottom cringed at the thought.

Fred was now trailing little kisses down her tummy. His tongue dipped in and out of her belly button, making her squirm. What the hell did he think he was doing?

Mattie let out a startled shriek. Fred couldn't, he just couldn't kiss her there. It just wasn't done. She wailed, writhing, as Fred's tongue dipped between her lips. This wasn't happening. It really wasn't.

The brush of a tongue against her clitoris and all Mattie's thoughts went into suspension, dissolved by the riot of feeling emanating from that vital point. She wailed at the assault, squirming under the lash of his tongue.

Then Fred was leaving her alone again, apart from moving her legs further apart. Why was he doing that? Was he going to kiss her there again? She couldn't stand it.

Oh. Fred was kneeling between her legs, and he'd released himself from her tight grip.

Mattie stared at Fred and the erection that hovered perilously close to her. He wasn't really going to take her, was he? She had a sinking feeling that the answer was yes. He really was, and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

On the other hand, Mattie decided with some satisfaction, he was going to take her and it wasn't her fault because she couldn't stop him. Now her eyes were concentrating on that erection, watching it approach. Her pussy was now burning with need, and Fred was going to attend to it.

Mattie watched. Watched as her lips were eased apart. Watched as Fred settled the tip of his erection against her and pushed, causing her lips to yield a little more, making room for him. And watched as Fred paused and looked at her, an enquiry on his face.

Was he asking if she wanted him or waiting to see if she said no? If she said no, would he stop? Did she want him to stop? Of course she did. Why should she want him to continue? How would she feel if he stopped now?

Chewing her lip, Mattie looked away, refusing to answer the silent question, not knowing that her refusal to answer was an answer in itself.

Sudden pressure and Mattie's attention snapped back to where Fred was starting to join with her. He was starting to move again, pushing into her. Mattie was aware of pressure building inside her, then felt a sudden twinge as something yielded.

"I," she thought, "am no longer a virgin. I'm being fucked. Raped, actually. I'm pretty sure this is rape. How brutal of Fred to take me like this. Wait until I tell Rose about it."

Mattie watched as Fred slowly descended into her. She could feel herself stretching, her body adjusting and adapting to the intruder, fitting itself around it. She gasped, feeling Fred's cock moving deeper into her. There seemed no end to it. It just kept on coming, pushing past her softness, replacing it with a rigid hardness.

She squeaked as she felt Fred give one last firm thrust, pushing his groin hard against her. She could feel his curly hair rasping against her, tangling with hers. Idly, she found herself wishing she'd shaved.

Maybe next time, she thought, and then hastily corrected herself. There wasn't going to be a next time. There shouldn't even be a this time.

Mattie found herself breathing hard. She wasn't sure what came next but she knew damn well she was about to find out. Fred slowly withdrew, while Mattie gasped. Almost fully out, he stopped, then plunged back down, hard, while Mattie shrieked.

"Oh my god, what are you doing?" she wailed, shrieking again as Fred drove home yet again with a plunging drive. 

Mattie shrieked yet again, but managing to push up against Fred as he drove into her. Acting on instinct alone, Mattie pushed hard against Fred, trying to match his driving thrusts. She shrieked time and again while their bodies came together, her excitement driving her wild.

Fred was relieved when Mattie's shrieks died down into squeals and gasps. She had really been quite loud, there at the start. He was pleased at the speed with which she had matched his rhythm, and now took and gave pleasure, driving hard into her willing body.

Mattie was no longer thinking, only reacting to Fred's erection, feeling it dance its dance of excitement deep within her. She gasped at the way it built on her arousal, excitement building on excitement, lifting her higher. She couldn't hold it together. Her whole body was trembling and bouncing under Fred's driving need, matching his need with an even greater one of her own. 

As Fred thundered hard into her, Mattie found her voice again. Her squeals were turning into shrieks of excitement again, getting steadily louder. Then there was silence as Fred's mouth covered hers, gagging her while his mouth tormented hers, building her up yet higher.

Mattie found her final scream swallowed as the world exploded within her. Turmoil tore her apart, while fiery liquid seemed to be splashing around inside her. She convulsed, cling frantically to the instrument that had brought about her ruin, holding it in her while she drained it.

Aftermath - Mattie was lying there, breathing deeply, wondering what she should say. She was quite sure the whole thing counted as rape, but didn't like to ask. It could sound offensive. She sighed.

"Um, I guess you showed me like you said you would," she finally mumbled.

"No," came the astounding reply.

Mattie sat upright.

"No? What do you mean, no?"

"I've barely started. Now lie down and rest for a short while. I'll be giving you another lesson very soon."

A hand reached over and cupped her breast, pressing her back down. Mattie lay there, looking at the hand still on her breast.

"You're going to ravish me again?" she asked.

"I have to make sure you've learned your lesson. Everyone knows a lesson must be repeated to really strike home."

Mattie looked at the hand covering her breast and slowly relaxed. Obviously he was holding her down and there was nothing she could do. She'd just have to wait and take whatever he dished out. She shuddered nervously, excitement already stirring.

Aftermath 2 - "So, Mattie," said Rose. "How did your time in holiday hell go?"

"I managed to survive," murmured Mattie. "I say, Rose, do you remember old Fred the farmer."

"You mean the one who caught us skinny dipping and read us the riot act while we stood in front of him, naked and trembling? I'm sure he probably had wet dreams about us."

"That's the man. Do you remember the threats he made at the time?"

"Um, vaguely. I think he promised to tan out hides and ravish us if he caught us again. All bluster. It's not as though he really would, but we didn't know it then."

"Mm. That's the guy. Do you know that if he decides to teach you something he keeps making you practice it, day after day."



Skinny Dipper Ch. 02



I was taking a holiday up in the mountains. Just camping out, going hiking and fishing to keep myself occupied. On the first Friday I was feeling a little out of sorts so I headed down to the nearest town (if you can call it a town) to seek a bit of company.

I guess my luck was in reasonable shape. The community was holding a dance and so I wandered along to it. Officially it was a dry dance. Unofficially, you could get a drink at the back of the local hall, as long as you didn't make it too obvious. Not being a big drinker I just grabbed a beer and left it at that.

There was the usual assortment of people you find at these venues. Young ladies and not so young ladies. The main trouble was that the not so young ladies were married and tended to dance with their husbands and mutual friends. The young ladies were all either married, engaged, or going steady, with jealous husbands, fiancés, and beaus, hanging around.

Still, I managed to get in a few dances, although never with the same girl twice. Mind you, I wouldn't have minded dancing with some of them several times, but self-preservation suggested I not push it. 

There was one lovely young lass there, Annette by name, and I couldn't work out what category she belonged to. There were a constant flow of young men swirling around in her vicinity, and I didn't blame them at all. If they had a queen for the dance, she would have been the runaway winner. I did manage to snag one dance with her, but I think it was more sympathy than my sparkling personality that got me the dance. 

I chatted to her while we danced, finding her personable and friendly. Hopefully she found the same where I was concerned. It didn't help when I suggested a second dance. She firmly refused, saying she had a full agenda and it wouldn't be polite to dump one of them. 

I also hinted that I'd have no objection to a stroll in the starlight between dances. She hinted that I'd have a better chance of winning the lottery, but at least she smiled when she said it. From the killing looks being directed at me by her entourage I think she was really making sure that there wouldn't be a fight, with me the outnumbered victim.

All in all, I had an enjoyable night, a couple of beers, a number of dances, and a bit of innocent flirting with the local lovelies. I was feeling pretty happy with life when I finally headed back to my camp.

The late night and those beers caught up with me. I slept in the next day until the middle of the morning. Not that it mattered. It's not as though I had to get up for work. I was going fishing and the fish wouldn't mind waiting.

What with one thing and another it wasn't until after lunch that I headed out to do a bit of fishing. In one of my earlier hikes and general explorations I'd found this nice deep pool. The river kept it fed and I suspected that there were a few trout in it, probably along the west side where some weeping willows were growing. I like willows. They're greedy trees; they use a lot of water and also overshadow a largish area where nothing else grows, except some scrubby grass. They provided a choice spot for a fisherman to sit out of the sun while waiting for a bite.

I heard splashing as I approached the pool. Not a lot of noise, just enough to raise my hopes that the fish were jumping. Active fish were hungry fish, and I was prepared to feed them. In return, I'm quite sure they would be willing to feed me. 

I came up under the willow I wanted to settle under and found out that someone had beaten me there. There was a neat little pile of clothes folded up next to the tree, with a towel on the ground. The splashing I could hear was apparently someone having a dip. Irritated, I moved out from under the tree to the water's edge.

"You do know that you're scaring the fish," I called out to the back I could see rising up out of the water.

There was a shriek and the back went below the water. Not for long. A head bobbed cautiously back up, facing me. 

"Hey," I called, "Annette, isn't it?"

It was. No way I could mistake that pretty face, even if she didn't look too happy to see me. 

"What are you doing here?" she demanded. "Go away."

"I'm just here to do a bit of fishing. Why don't you hop out and let the fish get their nerve back and start feeding. I'm depending on those little suckers for dinner tonight."

"Well, there's no fish in this pool," Annette snapped. "Why don't you try further down the river?"

"I don't think so. I saw some nice trout here the other day. If you haven't traumatized them I should be able to land a couple. You've had your swim. Why not hop out and let me fish?"

"Fine! I'll get out and you can do your fishing. Um, can you move elsewhere while I get out? My clothes are under that tree."

"Ah, no, I don't think so. Don't mind me. Just hop out and I'll promise not to look while you change."

She dithered, not wanting to come out of the pool.

"Is there a problem?" I asked innocently.

"Ah, I, um, I'm not wearing anything," she muttered.

"I'm sorry, but could you say that a little louder. I didn't quite catch it."

"I said I'm not wearing anything," she nearly shouted, face a nice rosy hue.

"Oh. Well, don't worry about it. It won't bother me. I've seen a naked woman before."

"Not me, you haven't. Just go away for five minutes." 

"I'd rather not. I like it here. Come on. Out you hop. I won't bite you."

"It's not biting I'm worried about," she pointed out. "It's what else you might do."

"Well, I can guarantee that I'll look at you with sincere appreciation. I noticed last night how lovely you are. I can't wait to see if my imagination is anywhere near the beauty you will prove to be."

Why she gave me a nasty look is beyond me. I was complimenting her. 

"Look, just be a gentleman and go away for a few minutes. That's all I need. Surely that's not too much to ask?"

"Ah, yes, I rather think it is. It's not often I have such a lovely lady at such a disadvantage. It would be criminal not to take advantage of the fact. I'm quite sure my man-card would be revoked if I left without seeing you."

We both fell silent, neither of us moving, each waiting for the other.

"Um, you can't stay there all day, you know," I pointed out. "Your skin will get all wrinkled and you'll look like a giant prune. Why not hop out now while it's still nice and warm." 

I was certainly getting some nasty looks, but I sensed that she was about ready to capitulate.

"Alright," she finally said. "I'll come out, but if you touch me with anything but your eyes I'll scratch your eyes out."

"Um, the trouble is, I fully intend to touch you as soon as you're within reach of my greedy hands. First by stroking your breasts and then by kissing them. After that, who knows what I may get up to, although I do have a fairly good idea."

"Oh, great. I'm supposed to come on out of the water so you can have some fun groping me."

"You wrong me. I'm not a teenager. I have much more in mind than a simple grope."

"What, you expect me to agree to have sex with you?" she said, in a voice that was really a strangled shriek. She wanted to scream at me but probably thought it impolite. "There's no way. You're a complete stranger to me."

"Ah, no, Annette, I'm not," I pointed out, quite willing to correct her misapprehension. "We were introduced last night at the dance. I'm Colin, the guy you wouldn't go outside with."

For some reason she did a face palm, shaking her head.

"Oh, great. I met you at the dance and we danced. Once. I guess that makes everything OK."

"Really," I said with some surprise. "That's great. I thought you might be a bit more resistant to the idea. Come on out."

"That was sarcasm, you unfeeling oaf. Everything is not OK. I just want to get dressed and leave."

"Well I'm not going to stop you. I came here to do some fishing, remember? You can get dressed as soon as we've finished, although I find that normally young ladies like to snuggle a bit afterwards."

Annette was glaring at me. She was also looking distinctly nervous and worried.

"So you're saying that I have to come out there and get raped? I think I'd rather stay in the pool for the rest of the day."

"I'm saying no such thing. I wouldn't dream of raping you. Well, I might in my dreams, but not while I'm conscious. Far too animalistic for a gentleman like me. I said that I'm going to do is touch your breasts and kiss your nipples. Anything more than that would require your enthusiastic cooperation. Where's the fun if your partner isn't enjoying herself?"

"A gentleman would turn his back and let me go unmolested."

"Ah, I am a gentleman up to the point where it would be idiotic to be more so. That point is reached when it means I can't stroke your breasts. Remember I saw you at the dance. I'd be mad to pass up a chance to touch and taste breasts as lovely as yours." 

It was fun watching her face. She was both irritated and flattered at the same time. At least, she was no longer on the verge of panic. Still, if she wasn't coming out I guessed I'd have to depart. Too, too, undignified to run into the pool and chase her around in it. Unless she didn't run.

"Would it be easier for you if I stripped off and joined you?" 

The look on her face said not this century, thank you very much. 

"If I come out, you won't do anything other than touch my breasts?"

"Scout's honour," I said, holding up a couple of fingers in a salute.

"You were a scout?"

"Ah, no, but I did think about becoming one."

What did I say? She just did another face-palm, as though she had trouble believing me.

"All right," she snapped. "I'm getting out, but if you lay so much as a finger on any part of me apart from my breast I will scratch you so hard you'll need to get stitches."

Well, that was a surprise. I honestly thought she'd stay right there until I gave up and went away. Maybe she had an appointment. I watched with appreciation as she stood up from where she'd been crouching in the water. 

She did the standard 'Venus on the half-shell' approach. One hand modestly across her breasts while the other was covering her pussy. Or nearly covered it. She had a definite swing to her hips as she moved towards me, and her hand moved back and forth across her front, letting me see her pussy quite clearly every other step. A nice smooth mons meant no fur obscuring those enticing curves.

She stopped in front of me, blushing and nervous. I reached out and gently pushed her arm down away from her breasts, letting her see my appreciation. Reaching out I placed a fingertip onto a nipple, not really surprised to feel it start to pucker under my touch. 

I trailed my finger down, across her breast and slowly down over her tummy, brushing aside the hand she had covering herself, until my finger was tracing along her slit. Her eyes were getting wider and wider, the lower my finger descended until she started spluttering.

"My breasts," she exclaimed. "You said you'd only touch my breast."

I slowly retraced my path, stroking back up over her tummy until I reached her other nipple. This one didn't need to unfurl. It was already standing out in sympathy with its twin. 

"And did you really believe me?" I asked with interest.

"Yes," she said quickly. "Of course I did. I'd still be in the water if I hadn't."

"My, my. You said that almost as if you believed it," I murmured. "You knew exactly what you were inviting when you walked out of the water like that."

"What are you talking about," she spluttered. "I wasn't inviting anything. You made me come out."

I couldn't answer right away. My mouth was otherwise engaged, tasting a nipple. I teased it with my tongue before letting my teeth rasp across it. Reluctantly I lifted my head to look at her flushed face.

"No woman walks naked towards a man who had been saying that he wants to touch her naked body without knowing just what will happen. Even if you are a naïve virgin you would know what the man intends. You may not know what it will actually be like, but you would know what was going to happen."

To emphasise my point I let my hand drift down and close over her mound, just cupping her, while my mouth sought her other nipple. I started sucking lightly and rhythmically, my hand lightly squeezing her mound in the same rhythm. 

"Ah, stop that," she said in a breathy little voice, at the same time hitting my back with her clenched fists. At least, I think she was trying to hit me. It felt more like a series of pats.

I reluctantly relinquished her nipple.

"Why stop it?" I asked. "I said that I was going to stroke and kiss your breasts."

"Not my breasts," she said. "I meant your hand."

"Ah, so this is OK," I said with satisfaction, head bending to catch a breast, completely forgetting to remove my hand.

"Just stop it," she gasped out. "All of it. You're confusing me."

I stood up straight, one hand resting on the small of her back, the other just resting lightly on her mound, just lightly touching for now.

"I'll make you a deal," I told her. "I'll stop holding you and stroking you here," giving her pussy a little squeeze, "and instead you can hold me and stroke me here."

I'd already undone my zip and arranged my erection for easy access. Hell, my erection came very early in the encounter. Arranging access to it for an interested participant had just seemed logical. I took hold of her hand and guided it past the open zip, feeling it close around me.

"You can't make me do that," she gasped, but she didn't let go.

I started stroking her breasts, hand crossing from one to the other and back again, rubbing them firmly, rolling her nipples around in my palm. She was breathing hard, pulling a little away from me, but not so strenuously that she broke away from the hand holding her still. Neither, I was pleased to note, did she let go my erection. Her hand was actually moving slowly up and down on it, tentatively exploring it.

I again captured a breast with my mouth, letting my hand drop down and slide back over her mound. Annette started yammering and it took me a moment to catch on to what she was saying. She was protesting my holding her mound again.

"You said you wouldn't do that," giving my cock a squeeze to point out the bargain I'd made.

"You're right, I did," I conceded, at the same time easing a finger between her lips, testing the waters, so to speak. I was pleased to note that the waters were wet.

I pulled back a little from her. (Not so far back that she had to release my cock, but I did pull back a little.) 

"I think we need to have a little talk," I said.

"What about?"

"You. Do you seriously think I'm just going to touch you a bit and then let you go?"

"What do you mean?" 

"I mean that in a very few moments you're going to be on that towel," I said, indicating the towel spread on the ground next to the tree, "while I am going to be putting my cock deep inside you. Sex is what I mean."

"You can't do that," she protested.

I indicated my erection, which she had managed to pull free from my trousers.

"Why the hell do you think I'm like that? It's so I can put it into you and I have every intention of doing so."

"But, I don't do that sort of thing."

"That's why I'm talking instead of already taking you. Why don't you do that sort of thing? It's pretty obvious from your reactions that you're a virgin. I just can't understand how come? You're old enough and the men were buzzing around you like flies last night."

Annette just shrugged, blushing. It suddenly dawned on me. 

"That's it. You're either never alone with a man or, if you are, he's so awed by being with the local beauty that he doesn't dare make a grab. Any bad boys are probably fended away so you don't have to cope with them."

From the look on Annette's face I'd hit on it. She was the untouchable queen, which left her rather frustrated. Ah, well, I wasn't a local. I could rush in where they feared to tread.

"Right," I said happily. "Now that we've got that sorted out we can progress."

I ushered her over to the towel which she had so thoughtfully provided.

"I hate to make you let go," I murmured, "but I want you to kneel on the towel."

"Why?"

"I thought I already told you what we're going to do. Sex, remember?"

"Oh. But why do I have to kneel?"

"Picture this in your mind. You're on the towel, your bottom high in the air, while your head is resting on your crossed arms. Your breasts are dangling, swaying gently. I'm kneeling behind you, my cock approaching you. It rests gently against the entrance to your vagina, its size vaguely menacing you. My hands come around to capture your breasts. Then my cock presses forward, driving deep into you, taking you.

After that we'll see how you cope. Now kneel."

Annette settled down onto the towel, moving slowly and nervously. I knelt next to her, steering her into the position I wanted. My hand slid over her bottom, down to her pussy, and started to massage her some more. I didn't need to look. I could feel her lips were swollen, her inner labia puffed up and protruding.

"Listen, I'm not sure I want to do this," she muttered, giving me nervous little looks.

"Maybe, but are you sure you don't want to do it?" I asked.

While she was thinking that one through I settled down behind her. I stretched her lips slightly apart, hearing her gasp when I pressed the head of my cock lightly against the exposed flesh, letting her lips relax back onto me.

I ran my hands up her back and around, finally closing them upon her breasts. 

"Now just relax and let it happen," I told her, squeezing her breasts slightly. At the same time I leaned into her, starting my cock on its journey.

Annette made a gasping sound as I eased forward. I didn't force the pace, just pushing steadily forward. I was slightly surprised to find that I slid in relatively easily. She was tight, but her passage yielded willingly enough, and her natural lubrication eased the way. Finding the going reasonable simple I just kept on going, not stopping until I was fully inside her. It wasn't until then that I realised that Annette had been making a series of little yips and ahs, and oh my gods as I moved in.

Now that I was firmly inside her I just held myself there, giving her time to adjust to it. She squirmed a little, shifting position slightly, adjusting her stance until she had me where she wanted me.

"I thought it was supposed to hurt when it went in," she said, sounding curious.

"Everyone is different," I said reasonably. "Sometime it hurts sometimes it doesn't. Maybe you've been a naughty girl and have been experimenting and broke your hymen without knowing. Does it matter? If you feel it should have hurt I can always smack your bottom to supply a little pain."

"Ah, no, that's all right," she said quickly. "Um, what do you do now?"

I showed her, pulling back and thrusting firmly back in. She gave a startled gasp, while I paused again.

"Hmm. Nice?" I asked, and she nodded eagerly.

"Then let us do it a little more," I said softly. "You'll find it gets even better, especially if you push back to meet me when I drive into you. Let's take it slowly, shall we?"

I pulled back and then returned fairly slowly, encouraging her to push towards me as I came. She did so, tentatively at first, but then with increasing enthusiasm as she felt the responses inside her. I took her along slowly, gradually picking up the pace as we moved. 

It wasn't long before I was taking her at a decent pace. Annette matched my rhythm easily enough with appreciative little cries seeming to involuntarily burble up out of her throat. She seemed to be having a fine old time, her initiation into things sexual being suitably pleasurable. 

I prolonged out little coming together as much as I dared. It was fun holding myself back that little bit while continuing to build Annette's arousal, feeling the passion rising within her. It seemed to me that she was approaching her climax all too quickly. I'd have enjoyed holding on, relishing the contact of flesh on flesh. Still, bringing Annette to a peak and just holding her there wouldn't be fair for a first encounter. 




Skinny Dipper Ch. 02



I could tell from the tone of her voice and the frenetic movement of her body that she was ready. I started thrusting in harder, increasing the friction and the heat. She was gasping, her excitement rippling through her, promising bigger and better things. 

When she did climax her voice totally failed her. She stiffened, seeming to go absolutely rigid, then shuddered as her climax swept over her, her passage clamping down on me, fortunately, just as I was climaxing myself.

I exploded into her, Annette clasping my cock like grim death, ensuring I didn't escape until she was satisfied. Afterwards, she sort of slumped forward onto her arms, breathing hard. I continued to lie over her, holding her breasts, now just stroking them gently.

I moved off her, settling onto the ground next to her. Rolling her onto her back I took the time to gently stroke her, idly teasing her breasts, running my hand up and down her front. Slowly her breathing returned to a normal pattern. 

"Oh, my," she said softly, taking a deep breath.

"I can go along with that," I assured her. "You're some kind of wonderful. Did you know that?"

She flicked a smug look at me.

"You didn't do too badly yourself," she acknowledged.

"Not too badly?" I muttered. "That will never do. Why don't you come back here tomorrow and I'll see if I can improve."

That seemed to set her back.

"What, come back knowing that you're going to do that to me?" she said, sounding shocked. "I couldn't possibly. It wouldn't be right. You might have trapped me here today and forced me but you can't expect me to come here voluntarily for you to attack me again."

Force her? Attack her? Were we at the same event?

"I see your point," I said. "Well, instead of coming back and letting me try again, why not just come past and I'll give you some verbal instructions on sex and how to handle men. After all, I am a man and should be able to give you some good advice."

"Um, if I do come back you won't try and do that again?"

"The difference will be that you won't be skinny-dipping, will you? That means that you'll be fully dressed and will be able to stop me by just not taking off your clothes. No, unless you say otherwise, tomorrow will be strictly oral."



Skinny Dipper Ch. 03



A bit of background about myself - my name is Charles and I'm nineteen. I am reasonably good-looking, quite intelligent, personable and friendly. I'm not the most popular guy in town but neither am I without friends. I guess you could call me an average sort of guy.

With one small exception. No, I'm not talking about my cock. I'm talking about my general stature. I am what might be called on the short and slender side of average. Well over on the short and slender side, I guess. I would have to admit that I'm probably the shortest man in the school, and I'm not excluding the grades lower than mine. I was born a shrimp and have remained a shrimp.

Not, I might point out, that it annoys me or gets me down. I am what I am and that's all there is to it. I'm quite good at sports, being very agile but, as you may have heard, a good big man will beat a good small man, so I'm not actually on any of the teams. Good thing, too. I tried out for football and nearly gave the coach a heart attack when I got cleaned up in the first five minutes. And that was just a friendly try-out. Imagine being ploughed under by some oaf three times my size in a real match.

Still, like I said, I'm personable and friendly, and that goes a long way, especially when chatting up women. I have had my successes there. I've had my failures, too, but don't we all? Sex-wise, I get my share, or even a little more than my share, because the bigger guys are out training. Oddly enough, my small stature doesn't seem to have affected the size of my cock. It's actually slightly on the plus side of average (only slightly, but a plus is a plus) but in comparison to my slight stature it gives the illusion of being a lot bigger than it is, which seems to please the ladies.

I have, over the years, taken a bit of teasing, some nice and some nasty, regarding my size or lack there-of. The nice I react to by stirring up the teaser. The nasty I tend to ignore, just avoiding that person where practicable. Still, it does sting at times, especially when the taunting is uncalled for.

Now I've told you that about myself to give you an idea of where I'm coming from when I tell you about this little incident. It was a Saturday afternoon and I'd gone for a hike in the woods near our town. After hiking for an hour or so I was feeling rather warm, it being a hot day, and I thought I'd swing past this nice secluded pool I knew of and do a little bit of paddling. Just get my feet wet and let the water cool me a little. That was all I intended, I swear.

Now, unless you knew where this pool was it was highly unlikely that you'd find it by chance. My father had shown me how to get to it one day, suggesting I keep silent about it as it was also a good fishing spot. So I had. As far as I was concerned it was my own private spot. Accordingly, I was a little surprised to find that there was someone already in the pool.

I noticed a couple of interesting facts immediately. The person floating on their back in my private pool was female and she was skinny dipping. The angle she was on, I couldn't quite see her face, probably because I was too distracted by the things that I could see. I gave a low whistle to let my new friend know she had company. 

There was some very energetic thrashing about and splashing as the young lady came to her feet and turned to see where the whistling was coming from. With her current lack of attire, she might have been better off submerging, because when she stood up the water only came to her knees, leaving a lot of interesting scenery on display. 

Also on display was the red face of Cheryl, a cheerleader that I know. Unfortunately, when I say know I don't mean that in the biblical sense. I'd made the mistake once of asking Cheryl out, only to be told she doesn't date children. A bit rich as she knew damn well I was older than her. Only a couple of months older, but still.

Remember my comment about nasty teasing? That was Cheryl, where I was concerned. She tends to make pointed comments on my lack of height, talking about when I grow up, nick-names me Tiny Tim as Charles is too big a name for me, always has a dig ready.

So I was in the odd state of being disconcerted to find my bete noir skinny dipping and delighted to have her at such a disadvantage. I started undoing my shirt, smirking at her, letting her see I was looking her over.

"Get the hell out of here, you disgusting little pervert," she shrieked at me.

"Hi, Cheryl," I replied. "Great minds think alike. I was just thinking what a good idea it would be to have a cooling swim and here you are with the same idea."

"What!? Don't you dare get undressed. You just get the hell away from here. How dare you follow me up here?"

"Don't be stupid, sweetheart," I said, laughing at her. (Much to her fury.) "If I'd followed you up here I'd have made my appearance while you were still on shore. That way I wouldn't have to chase you around the pool."

I could see sudden comprehension hit her. She was naked and alone with a man who she had frequently offended. Not only that, I was busy stripping while looking her over as I did so.

"You wouldn't dare touch me," she gasped. 

"You wouldn't dare tell anyone that 'Tiny Tim' molested you," I taunted. "You'd never live it down."

Her eyes went wide as I dropped my trousers.

"Fuck you," she seethed. "I'm leaving."

She came charging out of the water, heading for her clothes, which meant she had to pass me. I caught her arm as she tried to pass me, pulling her up against me. She was actually slightly taller than me and I think my slightness fooled her as to my strength. I am a lot stronger than I look.

Her eyes opened wide when I pulled her against me and she could feel my erection pressing against her bare tummy.

"So what do you think of Tiny Tim's Wee Willy?" I asked.

She said something rude and tried to hit me. Only tried. I caught her arm quite easily, overcoming her increasingly desperate struggles with an insulting ease. She was looking frantic and hunted when she finally stopped wriggling about.

"You rape me and my brother will kill you," she stated, although she sounded dreadfully unsure of herself.

"Rape you? How crass," I said softly. "You have a high opinion of your fleshy delights, don't you?"

Not bad. She looked both relieved and annoyed. Sort of, how dare I not want to rape her? 

"Well," she finally decided to ask, "why are you holding me?"

"I was wondering when you'd ask me that. If you cast your mind back I'm sure you'll think of numerous occasions where you have been gratuitously rude to me. I've always had to just smile and take it. Now, however, you're in a position to take a little of what you so freely dish out. I'm unlikely to get another chance to be alone with you and your delectable body in such an interesting lack of clothing, so I thought I'd take advantage of it to punish you for past misbehaviour and probably future rudeness. I'm going to spank you."

"What?" She sounded as though she didn't believe what she'd just heard.

"Spank you, I said. You know, where I put you across my knee and paddle your pretty little bottom with my little hand. Aren't you lucky that I'm such a small man? I don't have really large hands so that should make it easier for you."

"Do you really think I'm going to bend over your knee and let you spank me?" she asked, clearly incredulous that I would consider that she'd do that for even one moment.

I laughed.

"Do you seriously think you can stop me putting you across my knee and spanking your bottom?" I returned. "Let's see which of us is correct."

I sank down onto the ground, pulling Cheryl with me. I wound up sitting with her across my knee, wriggling hard and trying to pull away. Her wriggling stopped abruptly when I pointed out that she was rubbing herself against Wee Willy. She froze at that point, horribly aware of what was rubbing against her side.

Typical female, she couldn't stop herself from commenting.

"Why do you call it that ridiculous name?" she demanded.

"I don't," I told her. "It's just that with you calling me Tiny Tim I was sure you'd want an appropriate belittling name for it, hence Wee Willy. Don't you think the name is apt?"

The silence seemed to indicate that she didn't appreciate my sense of humour. Ah, well, not everyone is a born comedian.

"All right, to work," I said cheerfully. "Do try to keep the screaming to a minimum."

With that I brought my hand down firmly upon her bottom.

"That one was for the Tiny Tim tag," I said happily. "The rest will just be for general rudeness."

She was protesting and wailing before my hand came down the second time, but quietly. I don't think she wanted to make any real noise in case someone heard and investigated.

With the second spank I left my hand sitting on her bottom while I reached for and fondled a breast. 

"You have very nice breasts," I murmured. "It feels delightful."

Cheryl was swearing softly and trying to rear up and away from my hand but the hand on her bottom held her in place. 

"Look at it this way, Cheryl. While I'm playing with your breast, I'm not spanking. Which do you prefer?" 

"Neither, you pervert," she hissed. "Let me up."

"No." A short and sweet reply, backed up by another spank.

"You're right," I observed. "Better to get the spanking over with. We can always discuss my playing with your breasts afterwards."

I returned to giving her a decent spanking. That was all I intended. The fact that she was kicking her legs up and down and exposing her love mound was completely irrelevant to my course of action. In an ideal world, anyway. In this one I couldn't resist laying a sharp spank along her pussy.

That got me a reaction. Her generic swearing and complaining stopped short. She was plainly shocked at what I'd just done.

"Sorry, my hand slipped," I said glibly, before she could launch into the furious protest she was about to make. At least, I assumed she was about to make one from the deep breath she took.

The spanking continued for a few moments in silence until my hand slipped again. She got in first this time.

"Don't do that," she gasped.

"What, this?" I asked, slapping her pussy again.

"Yes, that," she snapped.

"But it's fun. You react so nicely when I do it. Watch."

I started delivering a series of short stinging slaps to her pussy, while she squirmed and protested and her breathing got heavier and her pussy swelled and her lips parted. I could observe the latter because she didn't do anything about bringing her legs together to frustrate my misadventures.

I continued delivering those sharp little slaps while my free hand captured her breast again, squeezing it in time to the slaps. Oddly enough she didn't comment on that.

I called a halt to the spanking, my hand resting on her pussy, cupping and squeezing it slightly. I caught one of her hands and brought it down to where my erection was pressing against her side, pressing her hand against my cock. It promptly closed over me.

I eased her off my lap so she was crouching on the ground, bottom up, one hand holding my cock while my hand was still covering her pussy.

"How do you want me to take you," I asked. "Just come in hard and fast?"

"Yes," she gasped. "Hard, now."

She reluctantly let go of my erection as I moved into position behind her. I lined up and did as she requested, tasking her hard and fast, my cock sliding in deep with one firm thrust.

She gave a groan of relief, which I very much echoed inside. I just held myself in her for a moment.

The moment up, I started to move, pulling back and returning in a very smart fashion. Cheryl's bottom bounced up as she pushed back to meet me. After a few strokes her cognitive abilities caught up with what was going on.

"Wait," she gasped, and I drove in hard and held myself still, fully inside her.

"Wait, wait, wait," she gasped again. "You said you weren't going to rape me."

"What do you mean, rape?" I protested. "You asked me to. Hard, you said. Now, you said. Are you changing your mind?"

To remind her of what we were doing I pulled slowly back and returned with a long slow thrust, hands rubbing her breasts as I drove firmly forward. I didn't wait for her to answer. I pulled back, returning with greater speed, finding her bottom lifting as she took me as deep as possible.

After a couple more thrusts it was becoming increasing obvious that she wasn't going to answer my question. As she wasn't protesting I kept going, picking up the pace and setting up a nice rhythmic motion. 

It was plain to me that Cheryl was enjoying what was happening and taking an active part, but still, she had used the word rape. I pulled out of her, rolling her over onto her back. Then I positioned myself above her, cock just barely touching her pussy, looking down at her. 

"What are you doing?" she half screamed at me.

"Are you sure you want this?" I asked.

"Damn you, you can't stop now," she yelled.

That seemed to be approval so I drove forward, driving fully into her. Now it was my turn for my bottom to be bouncing up and down as I took her, driving in repeatedly, feeling her surging under me as she responded.

So once again fun was being had by both parties, but in the back of my mind there was still the knowledge that I was annoyed with Cheryl's general behaviour. I don't think I deliberately decided to do what I did. It sort of just happened.

I was driving along nicely, quite happy to keep going the way I was for a while, with Cheryl pushing urgently up against me as I drove down into her. We were both breathing hard and I didn't think it would be too long before we climaxed.

It took quite a bit of will-power but I rolled off her and lay in the grass next to her.

She started babbling about what the hell was I playing at and I sighed.

"I don't know," I said. "How can I be sure that you won't think I'm taking unfair advantage of you? Raping you, even." 

"Bastard," she hissed at me. "Bastard, bastard, bastard."

At the same time she rolled over onto me, straddling me and sinking down onto me in one fluent motion. With that she started riding me.

I must say that the girl could ride. She must have had practice to be that good. She slid up and down my pole with only a minimum requirement from me, just enough movement to help her along. The advantage of this, I found, was that I was lasting longer. I'd been about ready to blow my cork when I rolled off her and had actually expected to climax upon driving back into her. I certainly hadn't expected her to jump me the way she did. Was I complaining? Not in this lifetime.

She established a pattern that she apparently found acceptable, even if it was one that had me sweating and wanting to scream. It took a lot of intestinal fortitude to refrain from screaming, rolling her under me, and letting her have everything I had as fast as I could.

It was worth it though. She writhed around on top of me, slowly driving me wild, while her own passions and excitement built. My hands were pressed up against her breasts, massaging them while she bounced upon me, enjoying the total feel of her. 

It was the sort of situation you don't want to finish, although you know you'll die if it doesn't finish pretty damn fast. Then her face was flushing and she was bucking harder and I could tell she was damn near ready to climax.

I took that as my cue. I rolled over, taking her with me, and then under me, driving into her hard and fast. It was just that I like to be in full control at the end. So sue me if you don't agree. It only took a few more thrusts and I was letting fly and she was rising to accept my offering, giving a soft wail, her passage closing tightly around me, demanding every drop I had in me. 

We stayed like that for a few moments, both of us shaking from the effort of our respective relief, then she sagged down onto the grass, completely spent, and I collapsed on top of her.

After a few moments Cheryl pushed at me and I rolled off her. She propped herself up on one elbow and gave me the evil eye.

"You, you," she spluttered, nor seeming to know how to continue.

"Were wonderful? Were marvellous? Were adequate to the task?" I asked. "Don't say adequate," I added. "It would just be so dispiriting and I'd get all upset."

"You took advantage of me!" she snapped.

"Well, maybe, but you also took advantage of me," I pointed out.

"I did not. I was scared. You beat me until I had to do what you said."

I gave her a look at that statement and she blushed.

"Oh, please," I entreated, "tell me how to scare you again. Ah, better not. It would probably be the death of me." 

"You deliberately set out to seduce me, no matter what I wanted."

"Ah, no. I set out to spank you and I was fairly sure you didn't want me to. Everything else was serendipity."

"You had no right to spank me," she pointed out, apparently feeling on safer ground discussing that.

"A matter of opinion. I think I had some justification. Didn't you enjoy the spanking? I know I did."

"No, I didn't. If you ever try anything like that again I'll, I'll. . ."

Her voice trailed off. Apparently she couldn't think of anything horrible enough to do to me.

I laughed and rose to my feet. Bending down I grabbed her hand and helped her to stand.

"I'll tell you what. If I ever feel the urge to spank you again I'll go straight to the pussy paddling stage. We'll see how that goes. I'm hot and sticky and the water looks good. You might as well join me in the pool."

I turned and walked into the water, towing her behind me. She came readily enough, just lagging behind sufficiently to let me know it was under protest. I wondered how much persuasion would be needed when I wanted a second course. Not much, I decided, but definitely some. She would want to make sure that I knew she was resisting my charms and was capitulating under protest. That was OK, as I was pretty sure that as long as she knew that I knew she wasn't willing she'd yield quite nicely.



Skinny Dipper



"Really? Did he decide to educate you? How boring for you. What was he showing you?"



Skinny Dippers



There were four of us girls there when the incident happened. Let's see, there was me, I'm Claire, Suzy, Ramona, and Chia. Chia's Asian, but I'm not sure exactly which country.

What with one thing and another we all managed to have a day off work at the same time. A rare occurrence. Seeing it was shaping up to be a sunny day we decided to go to the beach and do a bit of swimming and maybe some sunbathing. Actually, knowing my friends the way I do that really should say some sunbathing and maybe some swimming.

Now the advantage of having a bunch of us going together was that we could cover each other's back, so to speak. We didn't actually say so, but we'd be doing a bit of topless tanning, and we were heading for a beach that wasn't known for crowds.

We rocked up at the beach in the middle of the morning, and we found our guess was good. The place was effectively deserted. We found a good position and settled down to some serious sunbathing. It wasn't long before our tops came off and we were soon giggling as we rubbed sunscreen onto our boobs, and there were boobs bouncing everywhere. If there'd been any men around they'd have had hard-ons in nothing flat.

Chia was the first to get a little restless. She's a good swimmer and decided to take a dip. She stood up, reaching for her top. Then she looked around, decided there was no-one but us so what did it matter, and dropped the top again and raced into the water.

I giggled, thought, why not, and joined her there, also topless. Suzy and Ramona joined us shortly afterwards and we all clowned around for a while. Then it was back to the shore for some more sunbathing.

We chatted and sunbathed and chatted some more. We had some lunch and relaxed with some more sunbathing. Finally Chia announced she was going swimming again.

She jumped up, topless of course, and was about to race down to the water when Ramona popped up.

"You are such a wuss, Chia," she called.

Chia looked around, startled. She actually thought she was being rather daring, bathing topless.

"What do you mean?"

"If you're leaving off your top you should drop the bottom as well and go in skinny-dipping," said Ramona, tongue in cheek.

Chia blushed and looked faintly scandalised. Then she decided that Ramona was just stirring her up.

"Good idea," she said, and put the ball firmly back in Ramona's court. "We'll do that. Coming?"

Chia should have known that Ramona could never resist a dare. Ramona just casually stood up, dropped off her bottoms and stood there nude, smiling and waiting for Chia. Chia wasn't going to back down. She got a slightly defiant look on her face and dropped her bottoms as well. But she was nervous about it, I could tell. That nervousness is probably why Suzy and I sighed and dropped out bottoms when Chia looked at us so pleadingly.

Then we were all racing for the safety of the water. I don't know about the others but I was thanking god that there wasn't anyone else at the beach.

So we were all just mucking around. As there were only the four of us we didn't really care about out nakedness and effectively forgot about it quite fast. Then while we were playing around we heard music.

Geez I got a shock. My first thought was oh my god, men are coming and we're naked, and from the look on the other girl's faces they thought something similar. Then I recognised the tune. It was the signature tune I have for when my boyfriend rings me.

"It's OK," I yelled. "It's just Brian calling my phone. I'll go and answer it. Maybe he's making a video call," I added, heading over towards where we'd left out things.

I grabbed the phone and called Brian back (not a video call) and stood nattering to him for a while. I found it mildly erotic to be talking to my boyfriend while standing naked in the middle of the beach. I could hear the others yelling at me so I finally cut Brian off and looked at them to see what they wanted.

They were yelling at me to come and join them quickly and it suddenly dawned on me that they were also pointing behind me. I flung a glance over my shoulder, squealed and turned to bolt for the water.

Would you believe that there were these two men there? Athletes I'd say, out for a training run through the sand and they'd galloped up quite close to me by the time I spotted them. The others had seen them earlier and that's why they'd been yelling at me. I suppose I couldn't really blame them for not leaving the water naked to come and tell me. I should have been paying more attention.

Like I said, I turned to bolt for the water. Tangled my feet in a towel (my own, damn it) and finished up on hands and knees as the two boyos came galloping up.

I looked up at them, bright red of face, and they looked down at me, laughing.

"You know, Mike," said the first one, "the only thing better than finding a naked girl on the beach is finding a naked girl on the beach who promptly takes up the correct position."

"You're right, Andy," said the guy named Mike. "It doesn't happen very often so it behooves us to take full advantage of the situation."

"Behooves?" said Andy. "Is there such a word?"

"Yes. It's part of the English language, which is probably why you don't recognise it. It means it is incumbent upon someone to do something. In this case it means it is incumbent upon us to fuck this young lady who is so patiently waiting for us. Me first." 

"You first? Why you first?"

"Because I got in my claim first," said Mike.

I'd been listening to this little charade with mounting shock and horror. The hell they were going to fuck me.

"Listen, guys, you have the wrong idea here," I told them. "I have no intention of letting either of you have sex with me. My friends and I are just skinny dipping, that's all. I suggest you get on your way."

"Hmm," Mike said, looking to where the others were crouched in the water, boobs safely below the water. "Do you think any of the others would care to come over and join us for a fuck?"

"No, I don't," I said. "I'll be going now."

I started to rise to my feet, but Mike placed a hand on my back, holding me down.

"Andy, why don't you wander over and ask if any of the others would like to join us."

Andy ambled down to the water while I wriggled and tried to get up, but Mike was holding me firmly and ignoring anything I said. Then Andy spoke to the others, speaking loudly so we could all hear.

"Ah, listen, ladies. Mike and I are going to give your friend a good fuck, but Mike thought one of you might like to share the fun around. Do any, or all, of you care to come and join us?"

I ask you? What the fuck sort of question is that? Hey girls, we're going to rape your friend. Why don't you come and get raped as well?

There was much consternation among the girls but none of them actually looked like raising their hands (or legs, in this case) to volunteer.

Andy came wandering back.

"No takers," he said to Mike. "Let's get started."

Mike turned to me. 

"Just so you understand. We are both about to fuck you. If you just lie there, we will fuck you. If you struggle, we will fuck you. We will enjoy it no matter which way it goes. Your best bet is to just go along with us and try to enjoy it too. Now I'm going to take you in the position you're now in. May I suggest you just rest your head on your hands? Oh, and turn around a bit so you're side on to your friends. It'll be nice for them to see me entering you. Feel free to squeal and protest."

Great. Not only was I about to be fucked but I was supposed to provide a show for the others and entertain him with my squealing as well. If I'd been standing I'd have tried to kick his balls in, but I'd been caught at a real disadvantage. 

Mike then grabbed my hips and dragged me around a little so I was sideways to the others. The really infuriating thing was that they were actually close enough to see everything. I was getting an exhibitionist rape with the girls acting as voyeurs.

I heard the rustle of clothing behind me. One of the men still had a hand resting on my back as a subtle warning not to try anything. Actually, not so subtle a warning, now that I think about it. I assumed that the noise I heard was Mike stripping. 

The squeals of protest I heard from the girls was heartening. At least they were on my side, even if not actually helping. I wondered what would happen if we all charged the two men at once. Four small women versus two fit athletes? We'd have probably wound up with two of us out cold and the other two being raped. Or two of us being raped while they held the other two for seconds.

While the protests might have been heartening, I can't say the same for the other comments. Hearing words like "oh my god" and "will you look at that thing" did peculiar things to my tummy.

Finally a hand closed over my pussy and started rubbing it. I couldn't help it. I screamed when he touched me. Mike, I assume it was Mike, just laughed and gave me a friendly swat on the bottom.

"Take it easy," he said. "It gets better."

It was likely to get worse, too. So far all he'd done was lightly grope me. He wasn't much in to foreplay. I felt my lips moved apart and a finger start exploring and then an approving murmur from Mike. I was absolutely livid, but mainly with myself. I'd been slightly aroused talking to Brian on the phone, knowing I was naked. Then the presence of the two men around me while I was kneeling before them naked, knowing they were going to have sex with me, had kept me slightly stirred up. I won't say I was aroused, as such. More a case of getting wet in self defence. 

Mike seemed satisfied as he pulled my lips roughly apart and pushed into me. Well, it's not that he was really rough, I guess, but just careless of my feelings. My boyfriend always came in slowly, giving me time to adjust to him. Mike just bulldozed in, coming up my passage fast, leaving me to adjust the best I could. He was domineering, the conqueror taking his due. 

I squealed as he took me. I couldn't help it. It wasn't that it was painful, because it didn't hurt at all. It was just that it happened so fast, with my body hurriedly trying to make allowances for him. And I could fully understand the comments the girls had made. He felt huge. Whether he was in reality or not I had no idea, but my pussy was screaming 'oh my god, have you seen the size of this thing?"

Then he was in me and to my surprise I could handle him quite easily. Not that I'll ever admit it, but there's a good possibility that I might have enjoyed the feel of him taking me like that. I mean, what with me being absolutely helpless and unable to defend myself, and him just coming rampaging in and making me his. If you look at it one way, it's highly erotic. Not to me, of course, but some women would have enjoyed that. 

Now that he had me, his arms came around and started working over my breasts. And I mean working them over. He didn't pet or stroke them. He used then as though they were a pair of those massage balls you use to strengthen your hands. 

At the same time he started his pussy pounding. I don't know what else you'd call it. No delicacy of touch. No finesse. Just a good old fashioned pussy pounding, where he pulled back and drove in hard, apparently trying to drive his cock right through me. 

I could actually feel his balls slapping against me as he took me, and for a while there I was hopeful that he'd crush them against me and put himself out of action. No such luck, of course.

With him blasting into me that way it was only natural that I'd respond and push back against him. By establishing a rhythm with him I could at least prevent myself being bludgeoned to death by a cock, which was what I thought would happen for a while.

Mike powered into me and my bottom was frantically bobbing up and down in time to his thrusts. I could hear the girls making some remarks, but as they sounded like approval of the way Mike was ravishing my tender young body, I tried to tune them out. I could understand the comments, though. If the exercise looked as erotic and arousing as it felt then Mike was champion material.

Apart from that initial squeal I'd managed to keep my mouth shut. Not really by deliberate intent, I suppose, but because I need all my breath to gasp for air at the unaccustomed exercise. I know that sex get fast and exciting towards the end when you're both doing your best to climax, but I'd never had an experience where the sex started off fast and exciting and just kept getting faster.

Then all at once I was shrieking, as my climax came thundering over me, while at the same time Mike's climax came thundering into me. He just simply blew both me and himself out of the water and I could hear myself screaming as I collapsed under him.

I was still sort of slumped there when I hear Andy say "Roll her over. My turn." Then I felt myself being pushed over onto my back. Mike was dressed again and smirking down at me, while Andy was stripped and showing of his equipment. It was reasonably impressive. Bigger than my boyfriend's, at a guess, but not much and nowhere near as impressive as I imagined Mikes to be. 

I was breathing better and getting my head together again and I just glared up at him. He turned to Mike and said "Legs".

I'm looking at him dumbly, wondering what the hell he meant, when Mike bent down, grabbed my ankles and hoisted my legs way up in the air, holding them will apart. How nice. I was presenting my all to Andy. 

Andy positioned himself in front of me, lining up his cock to start his fun. Then Mike piped up.

"Bet you a hundred you can't do a hundred push-ups."

I'm like, "say what?" and Andy just smirks and says "you're on".

Then he's sliding into me and it's no trouble at all to take him. Mike left me so stretched I barely felt Andy, although I could feel my passage was starting to contract around him. 

Now, look. A guy sticks his cock in you it's reasonable to assume he means business and is going to fuck you. Right? Well, yes and no in this case. Andy placed his hands on the sand on either side of me and held his whole body stiff. Then he started doing push-ups, taking his time with his cock sliding in and out of me with each push-up.

I was furious. He was bloody insulting me. If he's going to rape me then his mind should be on raping me, not bloody push-ups. No way was I going to let him win.

I started push-ups of my own, heaving my hips violently upwards every time he came down on me, clinging to his cock for all I'm worth when he tried to push up again. By the count of thirty he was in trouble. At forty he was sweating and his counting was getting ragged. I clamped down even tighter. 

Andy reached fifty, and I was feeling pretty good. I could see that he was regretting his silly bet. He'd have been much better off just ravishing me. He didn't reach sixty. I'd managed to pull him off and he ejaculated, swearing. I didn't mind. I was so hot and ready by that time that when he went I went as well.

I sagged back to the sand, smiling, happy with a job well done. Possibly an odd way to look at being raped, but when you're helpless you take your little victories where you find them.

Shortly after that the other girls were clustered around me, consoling me. All of them wearing their bikinis, I noticed. I let them console me and then went for a swim to wash the man smell off me. After that we went home.

It's odd, but as we went home I couldn't help but wonder if it would be possible to get Brain to start being more demanding when we have sex. I'd have to work on that.



Skinny Dippin' and a Lickin'



The day started out wonderfully. It was sunny but not too hot and with a very pleasant summer breeze that drifted the sweet scent of honeysuckle thru the house making everything seem relaxing, airy and full of life. "How could such a great day turn out so lousy?" Kassie thought a couple hours later as she stood naked and miserable with her nose pressed into the living room corner. Try as she might she never could manage to stay out of trouble for long and now here she was once again, about to get her soft bottom soundly spanked.

"All right Kassie, come here and present yourself for inspection, you know the routine." Jeffery, her husband, said with an exasperated sigh. He loved spanking her bottom but he greatly preferred doing it as foreplay rather than discipline. He hated hurting the woman he loved in any capacity but he knew it had to be done and done well. Kassie being 12 years his junior, still needed a firm hand to teach her to start taking responsibility for her actions and to think before she did things.

"Yes Sir." Kassie replied as she turned and walked toward Jeffery. Every step she took was a struggle. It felt as though her feet were suctioning to the floor. She stood before him, pleading with her eyes for him not to make her present herself to him, not to punish her for what she did. She didn't think it was such a big deal. After all, all she did was take a quick dip in the pool in the back yard. "Okay," she thought to herself, "so it was actually skinny dipping but they had a privacy fence! How was she too know that the neighbors were getting their roof refinished and that it was covered with men working!?" 

When Jeff came home from work and seen her swimming nude while the workmen actually stopped working and were sitting along the roofline enjoying the view, he was livid! He yelled for her to get out of the pool, and spanked her soaking wet bottom all the way into the house and into the corner while the workers cheered. Once she was in the corner he still didn't stop, he just lectured and spanked her bottom hard for 5 more minutes making it so red it practically glowed. Before leaving her he ordered, "Move one inch, young lady, and your backside will be blistered every day for a week!" There wasn't any way she was going to move. Once during another punishment session, he had threatened that very same thing and she thought he wasn't serious so once she was tired of standing in the corner she sat down. She found out just how serious he was when she found herself with a very well punished bottom several times a day for a week just as he promised!

"You know the routine Kassie. No sweet innocent looks are getting you out of this so present yourself at once or I will double all the punishments that I have planned for you!" Jeff said.

Immediately she turned around so her back was facing him. She spread her legs wide and bent over at the waist; thrusting her already reddened bottom out. Reaching back she spread her bottom cheeks wide so he was presented with a perfect view of her pussy and anus. He didn't know what was redder, the blush he could see on her cheeks or the one his hand had caused on her smooth bottom. He knew she hated this, but he believed that a certain amount of humiliation always did her good. "After all, if she could present her body to the workmen while she was in the pool she most certainly could present it to her husband!" He thought.

"Mmmmmmmm...very nice view my dear! Now be sure to keep those cheeks spread wide." Jeffery said as he reached between her spread legs and ran his hands up her thighs. He quickly shoved two fingers deep inside her wet pussy, twisting them as they went inside. He fucked her pussy hard with his fingers making her squirm and moan aloud.

"Don't you dare cum young lady; you know you are not permitted to unless I give you permission!"

"Yes Sir, I understand. I will try not to." Kassie managed to say while trying desperately to hold back her orgasm. She never understood why she got so incredibly horny while being punished when everything usually hurt so badly.

Sliding his fingers from her soaking pussy, Jeffery spread some of her juice on her anus; Kassie tensed up, she hated anal play. Seeing her anus contract, Jeffery swatted her bottom hard, first on the left cheek, then on the right, leaving two perfect scarlet hand prints.

"Relax your asshole Kassie, or it will hurt more. I will be inspecting it, whether I have to force my way in or not!" Jeffery admonished her.

Instantly Kassie relaxed it as best she could. She knew that Jeff meant every word he said. He wasn't one to mince words, especially when it had to do with a discipline session.

Seeing that she had relaxed it somewhat, Jeffery roughly shoved his middle finger deep inside her back passage. Pulling it out slowly, and then ramming it in deeply, over and over again. Kassie cried out with each thrust but still managed to keep her bottom cheeks spread for him. It felt like he was rubbing her tiny bottom hole raw. After a few minutes Jeff felt her bottom relax a bit so he inserted a second finger and resumed his anal play. This made Kassie squirm a bit which earned her another hard swat on her bottom. 

"I'm sorry for squirming Jeff, but please, please stop! It hurts so much!" Kassie pleaded to no avail.

"My fingers are nothing compared to my cock, which you will be receiving up this tight ass of yours shortly. Be thankful I am preparing you the way I am. It won't hurt so much now that I have you stretched out a bit." Jeff said, still fucking her ass eagerly with his thick fingers. After several more minutes of his ministrations Jeff finally pulled his fingers from her bottom, much to Kassie's relief. 

"All right Kass, it's time for your next punishment. Go and get the hairbrush." 

Walking a little stiff because of the pain in her anus, she went and retrieved the hairbrush from the implement case in the bedroom. She knew that soon her bottom would be on fire which excited her, but filled her with much dread at the same time. She walked back to Jeff, kneeled and held the hair brush out to him. 

"Please Sir, spank me with this brush on my naughty bare bottom so I will learn to think before my actions." Kassie said, while a hot blush rose to her cheeks. She HATED asking for a spanking. She knew though, that if she didn't he would assume she forgot and she would get a reminder spanking on top of the impending hair brushing. 

"Good girl Kassie. Get across my lap now; let's get that bottom nice and hot." 

Kassie crawled over his lap and positioned herself with her ass high over his left knee and her nose practically touching the floor. She was so tiny and short that her toes were never able to quite touch the floor. Jeff quickly locked her legs under one of his to keep her from kicking. He rubbed her bottom for a few minutes. Her bottom was as soft and smooth as a newborn babe. He reached between and felt her wetness coat his fingers. Sliding one into her pussy Kassie squirmed and uttered a soft gasp. He quickly pulled his fingers from her and grabbed the hairbrush bringing it down sharply on her bottom. 

SWAAAT! She bucked under the first blow but was unable to move much for he had her pinned firmly. 

SWAAT! SWAT! WHACK! The blows were coming one every couple of seconds. Never in any certain order so she never had a clue where the next one was to land. He concentrated most of the blows on her tender sit spot and thighs. After just few minutes her tears where flowing freely. Her bottom was dark red and felt like it was scorched. 

WHACK! WHACK! SWAAAT! "Are you EVER going to..." *SWWAT* "skinny dip..." *WHACK! * "...in the back yard again?" *WHAM!*

"No sir!" *WHACK* "I promise I won't!" Kassie said thru a sob. 

"You'd better not or what you're getting tonight will seem like a smack on the hand!" Jeff said while continuing to swat her bottom. "One minute more and then your hair brushing will be over." 

Whack! Whack! Swat! The blows continued for the minute but were dealt out slightly softer than when Jeff originally started. He wanted to punish her, not be overtly cruel. The minute seemed like an hour to Kassie but she took her spanking well, not once trying to cover her bottom.

Jeff finally stopped the spanking and started to softly rub her bottom, letting Kassie stay over his knees until her crying slowed. After a couple minutes, he heard her sobbing cease and told her to get up and stand in the corner. Hiccupping and feeling very punished she walked to the corner and stood facing the wall, wondering if her punishment was over or if she had much more to face. Her answer came a few minutes later when Jeff in a very stern voice, ordered her back over to him. 

"All right Kassie, here is the deal." Jeff said. "You get to choose your own punishment right now. I'll give you two choices. One, you can submit to ten strokes of the cane and I'll fuck your ass gently, and slowly while you are lying across pillows on our bed. Or two, we can stick to my original plan of giving you four strokes of the cane but you will fuck me with your ass, right here while I sit on the couch. The catch is, you will have exactly one minute to impale yourself completely on my cock. Every ten seconds over that minute will be an extra stroke of the cane. So what will it be my dear? A guaranteed ten stokes only and being taken slowly and gently? Or are you willing to take your chances of receiving only four, by which you will have to take me up your very tight bottom quickly and painfully? Possibly earning yourself much more than ten strokes?" 

Kassie stood stunned. Jeff never gave her an ultimatum like this! What a choice! Either way will be rough! She didn't think she could take ten with the cane, but what if she earned more by taking the other route? The cane was the most dreaded implement in their discipline arsenal. She absolutely loathed it, and whether it was one stroke or four, she couldn't sit for days after its use on her bottom. She had never earned more than six. Usually four was what was administered, with extras added on if she got out of position or interfered with the punishment. What a dilemma! 

She thought for a minute and knew that he was getting unsettled by her taking so long so finally she made her decision. 

"I-I'll take the four Sir, and take the chance of earning more." Kassie said softly. 

He smiled at her decision and secretly hoped that she would make the time limit. He didn't want to give her ten. In fact he didn't want to give her over four, but he would if he she earned them. He knew the cane was horribly painful and made a decision that if she earned over six the others would be delivered light enough to only sting. Of course, she wouldn't know that right now. 

"Good now you know the deal, you have one minute to impale your ass on my cock. Every ten seconds over that minute will result in an extra stroke of the cane. You are already getting four with it so if I were you I'd try very hard to hurry. Now go get the lube, the count down will start once you are lubed up. No dawdling on getting the lube either!" 

Kassie hurried down the hallway to their bedroom where the lube was located. A deep sense of dreadful anticipation was sitting rock like in her gut. She could feel her juices dripping down her legs. She never understood how she could get so excited by being under his control and being in pain. She found the lube and hurried back to him, handing him the tube.

"Okay Kassie, you lube my cock and I'll lube your bottom hole. Once my finger stops spreading it the clock starts. Got it?"

"Yes Sir." Kassie replied 

Jeffery opened the tube and gave her a pea sized amount on her finger.

"Sir? Is this all I am to get?" She said with a shocked look in her eyes.

"I said we would use lube. I didn't say we would use a lot of it. I want some friction on my cock when you fuck me, now lube me up."

The sense of dread doubled when she spread the lube and it was only enough to cover the head of his cock. He was a well built man with a very large cock. With only the head covered it left almost seven and a half inches un-lubed. 

"Okay Kassie, turn around and spread 'em. Let me get you lubed up." Jeff said, his cock was now so hard it was hurting. He couldn't wait to get it buried up her bottom. He loved the tightness squeezing his cock that you get with anal sex. Kassie refuses to do it under normal circumstances so he takes advantage of it when its punishment time. 

Kassie turned and bent over; reached back and spread her bottom cheeks wide to expose her anus to his ministrations. Jeff used more than a pea sized amount on her anus, unbeknownst to her. He didn't want to damage her in any way; he just wanted her to THINK that she was barely lubed. He made sure she was well lubed and pulled his finger away.

"The time starts now Kassie." Jeff said.

Kassie immediately reached between his legs and guided his hard cock to her back entrance. She felt the head touch her anus and started to slowly sink down, feeling it stretch her anus wider and wider. She let out a loud moan when the head finally popped inside her sore bottom. She started to lower herself upon him, taking him deeper, centimeter by centimeter. It hurt so bad that she didn't think she would make the time limit.

"Thirty seconds gone Love, better hurry it up. You still have over half my cock to take in."

With that she started to really push her way down, trying her best to ignore the pain radiating from her sore anus and bottom cheeks.

"Ten seconds left, your almost there." Jeff said with slightly clenched teeth. The feeling of stretching her wide and her anus contracting around his hard cock was almost his undoing. 

She knew that it was now or never so she quickly sat herself roughly on his cock; taking the remaining four inches at once. She thru her head back and let out a loud groan of pain. 

"Good Girl, Kassie! You took it all within the time limit! I'm proud of you." Kassie sighed in relief. "Now just rest a minute love, keeping me inside. Your bottom will become accustomed to having me in there and fucking me will be much less painful."

Kassie was grateful to him. She knew that if he really wanted to he could make her start immediately, causing her to have a much more painful time of it. She also knew that it pained him at times to severely punish her like she sometimes deserved, like this time but that didn't mean he wouldn't do it if it was merited. She felt the love for him grow in her heart when she felt his hands gently massaging her back as she waited for the pain in her anus to ease. She knew he loved her and couldn't wait for her punishment to be over so they could just hold one another and make love slowly.

Kassie started to slowly rock herself on his cock. The pain was easing a bit and she rocked faster and faster. She could feel every vein of his cock rubbing along the tight ring of her anus as it slid in and out of her. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. She could feel the wetness start to drip slowly to her thighs. The pain finally stopped and was replaced by pure, unimaginable pleasure Jeff reached around her, grabbing a breast in each hand, squeezing and gently tugging on her hardened nipples. He brought one hand down to start to rub and pinch on her engorged clit while still playing with her nipple with the other. After a bit, he stopped playing with her breasts and brought his other hand down to her pussy. While still tweaking and rubbing her clit with his right hand, he took his left and brought it to her pussy hole; shoving two fingers inside. He worked them in and out at a slow steady pace; doubly impaling her. She arched her back and moaned loudly, working herself up and down on him more quickly than ever before. Kissing her neck he said, "You feel so wonderful, so tight and hot! Oh Kassie, I love you. You have my permission to cum this time."

Hearing this she started rocketing herself up and down on his cock. His fingers on her clit and buried deep in her pussy had her panting and moaning, ready to cum.

"I love you too, Jeffery. I never thought anal sex could feel like this! Your cock feels amazing inside me!"

She could feel his cock getting bigger in her anus; stretching her wider and wider. The pleasure coming from her anus and pussy was almost more than she could take when she felt his hot cum flood the inside of her bottom.

"Ahhhhww, I'm cumming", Jeff managed to moan. His cock exploded inside her, filling her with his fluids. He started massaging her clit faster and faster, pressing down and swirling his fingertips around it. He fucked her pussy hard with his fingers until he felt her juices flow down onto his balls. 

"Ahhh! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" Kassie managed to say as her pussy started to spasm. Her anus clenched Jeff's cock tighter, causing him to moan aloud. She felt his cock shrink and slip out of her as she collapsed against his chest. His arms where still around her. His fingers were still resting on her mound, holding her to him. They stayed that way until their breathing returned to normal. Then they moved apart and sat on the couch with their arms entwined around one another. 

Jeff cuddled with her until they both regained some of their senses. He had always loved anal sex, but her enjoying it as she had made it even more amazing. They rested for almost a half hour before Jeff leaned her back and reminded her that her punishment wasn't quite over. She still had a caning to contend with. 

"Your rest is over, Love. Now get that nose pressed back into the corner. Spread those legs and thrust that bottom out so I can enjoy the view while I set things up for your caning." 

With a huge sigh Kassie walked back to the corner and did as she was told. She made sure her bottom was thrust out well giving Jeff the best view possible. Her bottom hole was still sore but she knew that she would never think of anal sex the same way again. She had just never relaxed enough to enjoy it before. 

Jeff sat and just gazed upon her, relishing the exquisite view. He wondered what he ever did to get so lucky. Having such a beautiful woman in his life, falling in love, and her actually loving him back, was the best gift he could ever have received. Having her trusting him enough to see to her well being, punishing her when she needed it, was an added bonus. After a few moments he got a chair from the dining room and moved it to the center of the living room floor. He made his way down to the bedroom and retrieved the cane. Taking a few practice strokes he listened to its angry hiss and pictured it leaving its mark upon her smooth bottom. He felt his cock stir and decided he'd better get a move on. The faster he got her caning finished, the faster he could bury himself in her hot pussy. 

He stood behind the chair cane in hand and called her to him. 

Kassie somewhat reluctantly and with a very cute pout on her face, turned and walked to him. 

"Bend over the back of the chair and grab the front legs, Kassie. You know the routine." Jeff said ignoring the cute pout and sounding menacing. He couldn't let her out of the caning no matter how cute she is or how much he dreaded hurting her with the cane. He found punishing her very arousing. Even a caning, though he knew how painful it was for her, still had the effect of making his cock rock hard. 

Kassie leaned over the chair reaching for its front legs. She was so short that even on tiptoe she could barely touch the legs. Jeff watching her struggle for a couple minutes tossed the cane down, lifted her by the waist and placed her hips along the back of the chair which allowed her to wrap her fingers tightly around the legs. This also meant that her toes couldn't reach the floor so she was suspended in the air and her bottom was perfectly positioned for the cane.




Skinny Dippin' and a Lickin'



She felt Jeff take up position behind her and start tapping her bottom with the cane. 

"Prepare yourself! You have four strokes coming. If you get out of position, reach back, or interfere with your caning in any way that stroke will not be counted. Three interruptions will result in me starting the caning over and three extra strokes being added. Is that clear young lady?" Jeff said while reaching between her legs and working two fingers slowly in and out of her soaked pussy. 

"Mmmm! Yes sir, I understand." Kassie managed to utter while enjoy the sensations Jeff was causing in her nether regions. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter and all she wanted was to get this caning over so she can bury his long, hard cock deep inside of her pussy. 

She felt his fingers leave her pussy and the cane started the tapping again. Tap, tap, tap. Then a long pause as she braced herself. She screwed her eyes shut and waited.

Swish.. CRACK!

She bucked across the chair crying out in pain. Her legs kicking and scissoring open and closed. The first stroke landed right in the middle of her ass cheeks; bridging the divide so the stroke continued across both cheeks. The pain was terrible! She swore a nest of hornets where just let loose to sting her bottom. Her tears immediately started dripping down her cheeks copiously. She felt the cane start its incessant tapping. Tap, tap, tap as he gauged where to leave the canes next horrible mark on her tender bottom. 

Swiiiiish CRACK!

The second stroke landed just below the first; making one wide line of searing pain. Kassie let a slight yell; watching the tears dripping from her face and start gathering on the seat of the dining chair. The pain was extreme but she knew that the caning was now half over, if she could just stay in position. She gripped the chair legs tighter, her knuckles turning white. Then she felt that infernal tap, tap, tap on her bottom that Jeff insisted on doing while caning her. 

"You took the first two fantastically Kass! Only two more to go and you'll be through." Jeff said as his eyes misted up. He hated hearing her sobbing like this; hated hurting her this bad. He steeled himself to do the next two strokes. Then it would be over and he could hold her and provide some comfort. 

Swish, CRACK!

The third stroke landed right on her sit spot; where thigh met the under curve of her buttocks. The pain of that stroke was the worse so far. It seemed to radiate sheer agony straight to her brain. The pain was so intense that she couldn't make a sound. She just opened her mouth in a silent scream. She couldn't help herself; she reached back and ran her hand gently down her sore buttocks, feeling the weal's the cane had caused.

"Remove your hand at once Kassie or you will find that stroke won't count and you will get an extra on top of it!" Jeff said.

Kassie immediately moved her hand and grasped the leg of the chair once again. She didn't think she could handle any extra strokes tonight. Her bottom felt like it was on fire. The pulsating pain in her bottom was almost more than she could bear. All she could think of was that one more stroke and it all would be over. She certainly learned her lesson and would never skinny dip again, that's for sure!

"One more Kass, ready yourself. It will all be over after this, Love." Jeff said feeling as if his heart was breaking. One more and he hoped that he wouldn't ever have to punish her this hard again. He knew that more than likely he would but he hoped that it would at least be a long time from now. He brought his arm back to deliver the final biting cut of the cane. He brought it down sharply at an angle crossing the previous three weals. 

CRACK!!!

The pain in her bottom was unbearable. The last stroke landed reigniting the pain in the first three strokes. Kassie fell limp and sobbing across the chair. The heat was radiating off of her bottom like a furnace. 

Jeff looked down at her and his heart melted. He gently picked her up into his arms and brought her to their bedroom where he laid her on her belly atop the bed. She grabbed the pillow, burying her face in it and crying in racking sobs. He went into the bathroom retrieving the aloe ointment and a soft wash cloth. He then walked into the kitchen to get a bowl of ice water. He brought them into the bedroom and knelt beside Kassie. Her sobs had somewhat abated. She was sniffling and hiccupping into the pillow. He squeezed some of the aloe onto his hands and very gently applied it to her bottom; paying particular attention to the raised weals inflicted by the cane. Kassie moaned a little but then settled down when the aloe started working its magic. Her bottom still felt like it was on fire, only it went from a raging inferno to a large campfire. 

"I'm sorry I had to punish you like this Kass, but you know that you had to learn a lesson. You are a beautiful woman and exposing yourself like that in front of men could get you much more than just cat calls. You could have been raped or worse! I couldn't handle losing you Love. You are everything to me. I'm not going to take a chance on losing you. If that means I have to cane your bottom, I'll do it. I hope you learned your lesson over this. I hope you know that I wouldn't take the time to do this if I didn't love you with all my heart and soul." Jeff told her gently while soaking the wash cloth in the ice water and placing it onto her burning bottom.

"Mmmmmmmmm. That feels nice Jeffy." Kassie said with a sigh. The pain in her bottom was easing slightly. She didn't know if it was from the attention Jeff was paying to it or just her getting accustomed to the pain.

"Jeff?"

"Yes, Love?"

"I love you too and I understand why you had to punish me. I deserved it. I wasn't thinking at all. I was just caught up in the moment. I didn't know the work men were on the roof next door but I shouldn't have done it anyway. I'm sorry for making you disappointed in me and thank you for loving me enough to put up with everything I do wrong. Most men would have given up on me by now. But you love me enough to teach me, punish me when I deserve it and then forgive me. I wake up every day thankful that you are in my life. And though I hate being punished, it makes me feel better about myself when it's all said and done. I know that once it's over with it's forgiven and forgotten. I know we won't have the residual anger and the hard feelings that could come with an argument." Kassie said looking at him over the pillow she was still clutching. Her tears and hiccups were gone; the pain in her bottom forgotten. All she could think of now was how much she loved this man and wanted to make love to him. The fire in her bottom seemed to have moved to her pussy and now she was literally aching with want. 

"Make love to me Jeffy. I need you." Kassie said breathlessly. 

Jeff needed no other words spoken; he lied beside her and started kissing her sensuously, their tongues dancing together passionately. His hands cupped her breasts, tweaking her nipples until they formed stiff peaks. She ran her hands down his back, until she was clutching and squeezing his firm buttocks. She teases with a single fingertip his back entrance, tickling it until he is arching towards her. She reached down and started to stroke his engorged manhood. She ran her hands up and down his shaft and rubbed his balls gently with her free hand. All the while Jeff was suckling her nipples, nibbling on them with his teeth until she threw her head back moaning and grinding her pelvis against his thigh. He eased her hands away from his manhood, afraid that her ministrations would make him come to an end before he even got started. He trailed his tongue from her breasts down her belly until he reached her shaven pussy. Her clit was swollen and peaking out; glistening with her juices. He crawled down and spread her legs wider; inserting one finger into her wet pussy. He blew softly on her clit making her moan and arch towards his face. He wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking and licking it making her groan loudly in want and need. A second finger joined the first in her pussy, twisting them and working them in and out gently, while keeping up a steady sucking on her clit. Kassie arched her back, cumming and flooding his fingers and mouth with her juices. Jeff's face was wet with her nectar but he still kept up the sucking and licking of her clit; running his tongue down her pussy and occasionally licking her bottom hole and sucking on her pussy lips. Kassie, sensitive from her orgasm, thrashed on the bed, her back arching and her thighs squeezing tightly on Jeff's head, until she came a second time. Clutching at his hair, she pulled him from her engorged and over sensitized clit.

"Please Jeff! I want you inside of me." Kassie manages to say, panting and sweating from her multiple orgasms.

Jeff, without saying a word, climbed on top of her; positioning himself between her thighs. He rubbed his hard cock up and down her slick pussy, teasing her, while kissing her deeply. She arched herself up and impales her pussy on his cock. Jeff started to slowly work himself deeper and deeper inside her pussy while keeping his lips locked on hers. Her pussy was tight and hot on his cock; so wet it made sucking sounds on each thrust. 

Kassie could feel Jeff's cock thrust so deep it hit her cervix. Her aching bottom rubbed and was being pounded into the mattress. The mixture of pain and pleasure made her get even wetter. She arched up and matched him thrust for thrust. He pulled out until only the very tip was at the entrance to her tunnel before he thrust himself back into the hilt. She could feel his cock growing bigger inside of her until finally he flooded her with his hot, thick juices; which triggered her own powerful orgasm. They both collapsed, exhausted and satiated in a tangle of limbs. Sweat glistened on their bodies as they laid there, lost in one another. After a few moments, Jeff pulled his limp cock from her pussy and rolled to her side. Taking her in his arms, their eyes met, and they fell in love all over again as they slipped peacefully into slumber.



Skinny Dipping



William flicked through the remote control channels with almost testy impatience. Paying nearly $100 bucks a month and there wasn’t a damn thing to watch. All the movies were ones he’d seen so many times he could almost recite them verbatim, and all the tired old rerun sitcoms had since lost their comic appeal having seen them hundreds of times over the years. There were sports and news programs, but he just wasn’t in the mood. Inadvertently he ended up parked on an adult channel and all the moaning and groaning grated against his nerves, which were wound up tighter than a drum. He didn’t want to resort to masturbation yet again; it was much too frustrating.

He thought of his ex wife then, remembering she wasn’t worth much but she had always kept his bed interesting. Problem was she kept nearly all his poker buddies’ beds interesting too, which was why he’d tossed her out on her kiester four years ago. The only regret he had was that their then sixteen-year-old daughter had gone with her biological mother. Despite the fact he had provided for her and cared for her unconditionally, a little thing like his not being her natural father totally screwed him out of custody.

He smiled then, remembering he got his revenge when Denise had decided to make him a part of her life after she’d come of age. She was going to college now, and made sure she came for regular weekend visits. She adored William; he had always been so kind to her. And even now he pretty much let her free to do whatever she wanted. She could drink even though she had another year to go until she was twenty-one, the legal drinking age. He never complained of her going out to all night parties as long as he knew where she was going to be and if she was going to be riding with someone who had been drinking. On more than one occasion he’d come to get her when she didn’t have a safe ride home.

He took care of her and protected her, supported her in her dreams and in her finances. Why not? He made a decent living as an owner of his own air conditioning company. He had a big house that was much too big for just him. It made him feel good to spoil her rotten with presents galore, and nothing brightened his life more than to hear her phone call on Fridays to let him know she’d be coming to stay with him over the weekend, usually bringing a half a dozen friends in tow. She drove an expensive little sports car that he paid out the nose for to keep insured, but it didn’t matter. As long as she was happy, so was he.

So what that he didn’t have a nice warm body to snuggle up to at night? Or a hot tight pussy to bury himself in on nights like tonight where he felt like he was going nuts with frustration? He had a daughter, in spirit if not by blood, and she did everything to make his life better. Including calling him Daddy, which still sent a thrill through him. He never had much intention on having a family, but when a young girl calls you daddy you think you can do just about anything. You can hang the moon; you can steal the very stars from the sky to hang around her neck if she asked. Nothing was more masculine than having a young girl depend on you for protection, for love. It was the way he always imagined marriage to be, but never got that lucky.

He hoped that Denise would have that one day. A man to love her and take care of her just the way he did. He didn’t look forward to it that was for sure. He enjoyed being the only man in his daughter’s life. He enjoyed the way even still she’d wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him right on the mouth with such little girl exuberance. He blushed a little as his cock jumped at the thought. 

What was he thinking? He needed to get laid! Here he was thinking of the same girl that he taught to drive a car, the same one who he’d held all night while she cried about this boyfriend or that one. This is the girl who slept three doors down in a pretty pink frilled room with teddy bears that he’d won for her at the county fair. For all intents and purposes, she was his daughter. Someone he had never once thought of in a sexual capacity. Ever.

Okay that wasn’t entirely true. So he’d gotten the occasional erection when he’d watched her come in from the pool all soaking wet. Her sparse bikini barely covering her taunt young body, her innocence beckoning him in a way he’d never known before. Not even in his high school days.

William laughed a little. This was silly. He’d watched too much late night cable television. In the other room he could hear Denise and her friend Amanda laughing and listening to music. It was a familiar, happy refrain he’d savored through the years. It’s what made his house a home, even when his ex wife was out whoring around with God knows who. He’d never once let his mind drift to the fact Denise wasn’t related to him technically, and in truth was nothing more than a gorgeous coed who chose to spend her weekends hanging out with him when she could be with guys her own age.

She cooked for him, cleaned for him, made sure he had the books he liked to read, the movies he liked to watch. She took better care of him than any other woman before her, and surely any woman to come after her. Then he stopped. Woman? Woman. That’s what Denise really was. 

Almost waiflike and small, a petite little brunette with small breasts and a tiny waist with a pixie haircut and gymnast body, but still, a twenty year old woman. An intelligent woman who could keep him on his toes during political conversations, a humorous woman who knew how to play a practical joke with the best of them. A sexual woman, who had come to him all those years ago with a plea to consent to birth control pills. A woman who knew how to take control of the situation to where she never emasculated any man but never submitted either. She was a woman that he admired, respected and loved.

Loved like a daughter. At least, that’s what he’d always believed. He was just frustrated was all. He was letting his mind wander. Yeah, that was it.

Okay this was nuts; he finally decided when he couldn’t shake images of Denise from his heated brain. He was standing by his window and staring out over the back yard when he decided it was high time he doused himself with some very cold water. Otherwise both Denise and Amanda would get a HUGE surprise.

He stripped to his shorts and headed for the pool. Only at the pool he forsake the shorts which weren’t very comfortable as his aching cock begged for release. As he dove in the crisp, cold water, his cock nearly retreated full up into his body to get away from the harsh temperature drop and as far as William was concerned, that was the best thing for everyone. 

He couldn’t shake these strange new thoughts that had begun. Here he was rationalizing lusting over what was, for all intents and purposes, his daughter. He’d practically raised her, so what if his sperm had not contributed to her genetic development? But he couldn’t get the thought of her perfect body and her beautiful face, wondering what it would be like to watch her writhe as he pushed far up into her tight cunt. At that moment he dunked himself, a proper baptism for the sinner he knew he was.

Only nothing was working. Not the coldness of the water, or the impropriety of the situation. All he knew was that he had not had sex in a really long time and if fantasizing about this girl was the way to get his thoughts off sex and back onto normal life, then he could spare it. After all, it was just one fantasy. It wasn’t like it was going to come true.

So there, floating near the deep end of the pool, he began to stroke himself at the thought of screwing his daughter. It was the most intense thing he’d ever experienced and he thought he was going to cum within mere moments. The only thing was the stillness of the night was popped like a balloon as he heard the backdoor slam open and two giggling girls race each other out onto the patio and into the pool.

It all happened so suddenly that he didn’t know what to do with himself, so he sunk down in the water until only his head was visible. He could see them very well but they had not acknowledged his presence. They were too busy laughing and splashing in the water. As one lifted up to dunk the other he made a startling discover: they were both stark naked. 

What an embarrassing situation this was turning out to be! What would they do when they realized that he was there with them, not only naked but with an enormous hard on? As William let his mind ponder the situation further, he couldn’t help but wonder if they wouldn’t find it as stimulating as he did.

His question was nearly answered as he watched them begin to caress instead of tickle, embrace instead of dunk. His eyes nearly popped out of his head as he watched them lean in towards each other for a kiss. His darling, petite daughter Denise was aggressively shoving her tongue into the mouth of her gorgeous blond friend Amanda, and taking a firm grasp of her breast as she did so. The hand that had stilled on his cock when they had first appeared began a slow stroke now as he watched them, attempting to keep as silent and still as possible. 

He was still stroking as they both submerged under the water, he figured for more foreplay. He could imagine as they began to finger each other or let their tongues dance inside each other’s thighs. His groan was soft as his eyes closed and his hand pumped furiously on his cock. He nearly swallowed his tongue when a moment later he felt two velvet bodies sandwich him from either side. His eyes flew open to see the impish light in Denise’s eyes as she came close enough for him to feel her hard nipples pressing against his side, and the coarse patch of pubic hair brush up against his upper thigh. “Hi, Daddy,” her voice was low and seductive. 

“Hi,” he sputtered back, feeling the fuller body of her friend press up on the opposite side.

She smiled as her hand went to cup his raging hard on. “Wow, Daddy. That’s even bigger than what we could see through the window.” Oh wow. She’d been watching him. Both of them had been watching him. Not only that but… they came here… on… purpose? He wanted to cum right there on the spot. 

“You were watching?”

She nodded. “I’ve been watching you for a long time, Daddy. Since before you and Mom got a divorce even. I would listen in as you guys went after it in bed, and from the way you made her scream I just knew what an incredible fuck you’d be. I’ve been waiting to find out for a long time.”

“But…but…”

“But I’m your daughter?” she completed his worried question. “I know, isn’t it sexy? Forbidden fruit.” She pressed in closer. “You do want to taste my fruit, don’t you Daddy?”

He nodded absently. She was twenty years younger but she was definitely in control. She leaned in for a scorching kiss. This time it was his mouth her tongue was pressing into, swirling around his own tongue, demanding he kiss her back deep and full. He could feel the long, graceful fingers of her friend Amanda as she grasped his cock and the moan she gave when she felt its fullness in her hands. The sound of her pleasure made it jump which pleased her greatly.

Only Denise wouldn’t be denied. She had been waiting for this moment a long time, and could not wait to feel that huge cock buried in her as far as she could get it. She moved around to face him fully, his fingers immediately going to find her nipples as she moaned her pleasure into his mouth. Her firm legs wrapped around his waist and he could feel how slippery her cunt had become from her lust for him. He forgot all about Amanda as he pressed against her, feeling her open for him as he thrust deep inside. She broke apart the kiss to scream in delight, her brown eyes closing as her head fell back. Her cunt grasped him tightly in, which made pulling out for another stroke all the more tight. He grunted as he started bucking into her, watching her bounce on his dick and licking her lips in between alternating screams and moans. 

His hands were on her hips, moving her tiny body with ease up and down his rock hard cock. He loved watching her face contort with pleasure, her eyes widening every time he slammed deep into her. He wanted to cum so badly, but she pulled away. “We’re being so rude to our guest, Daddy,” she whispered, pointing to where Amanda had perched on the edge of the pool on the shallow side. 

“We can’t be rude,” he agreed, breaking apart to swim along side her till they reached where Amanda now sat on the edge, her feet dangling by the steps. Denise crawled up the steps until she was buried between the other girl’s legs, her own ass lifted up and bared for her Daddy’s eager cock. He walked up behind her, spreading her legs and watching the pink of her pussy open up for him. He wasted no time in slamming into her, watching as she screamed into Amanda’s pussy before licking and sucking her with fervor as her Daddy rode her hard. His balls slapped against her clit, the hair there tickling her and making her grind against him as she took Amanda’s clit into her mouth and sucked hard. He watched Amanda’s face as her fingers tweaked her own nipples and pure desire glazed her big blue eyes over. She watched him fuck Denise and when Denise pressed three fingers into her cunt to mimic what her Daddy was doing to her, Amanda began to writhe underneath her hands, coming hard. 

He angled himself to hit that sweet special place buried in every woman’s body and began fucking her faster and harder than she’d ever been ridden in her life. It was only a moment later when her whole body contracted all over his cock, squeezing him hard with her orgasm. 

That was all it took, he buried himself to the balls as he released himself into her. It seemed to go on forever as his body jerked with the power of his climax. He emptied his balls into this tiny girl who screamed, “That’s it, Daddy! Cum in me! Fill me up, Daddy!”

They all collapsed together with a small splash in the water. He was looking at wonder at his tiny daughter, wondering where the hell they were going to go from here. He said as much to her. “This kinda changes things, doesn’t it?”

She nodded and didn’t look at all unhappy about it. “Yes. It means I’ll be spending a lot more time at home rather than going out all the time. No one has ever treated me as good as my Daddy.” She smiled as she rubbed up against him for another passionate kiss. “I’ve been waiting a long time to fill your bed. We have a long way to go until I’m done.”

He pulled her closer. “I’m glad to hear it. I don’t want you going anywhere. But come all you like.”

They all laughed. He looked at Amanda. “Sorry if you felt ignored, Amanda.”

“That’s okay,” she shrugged. “I’ve had to be your substitute for a long time, I figure I’d let Denise enjoy the real thing first.”

“My substitute?”

They both nodded before Denise explained. “Amanda and I have been fucking pretty steady for about a year. No guy I could ever fuck would ever come close to what I wanted with you, so I just hung out with her. We bought toys and did the deed all the while using you as our fantasy.”

He smiled then. “I hope the real thing measured up.”

Both girls smiled wickedly as they reached down to fondle his hardening cock, already a nice size half erect. Words were suddenly unnecessary as they began to alternately kiss and touch and hold and play. The night was young, and he was reborn. The possibilities were endless.

“The water’s getting cold,” Denise whispered. “Let’s go inside where it’s warm so that I can watch you fuck Amanda’s brains out.”

He didn’t argue a bit. After all, a good daddy does whatever it takes to make his baby girl happy.



Skinny Dipping



Sensual EntAngelments Inspired by Angeleyes

Angel and Bill are lovers, having been together for almost two years. They don’t get to see each other nearly as often as they would like. Tonight is the first time she is staying over at his house. They have been looking forward to this day for a long time. Living on a lake, Bill entertains her with boat rides, swimming, laying on the beach, and dinner on the boat, not to mention a good fucking on the living room couch when she first arrived and another in the afternoon, up in the cuddie cabin on the boat.

The sun has set and twilight is all that remains of the day. They settle down on the screened-in front porch of his cabin. At a table, Bill sits playing computer games. Angel, all curled up on a rattan couch reads her book.

The windows are open and there is a lovely, almost tropical breeze. Looking up from his computer, the sight of the lovely creature so intent on her book mesmerizes him. He feels a lust building in his loins as he looks down the top of her bathing suit, knowing two very sensitive nipples are waiting for his lips and tongue. Clearing his throat, he suggests, “I was thinking it would be so nice to take you outside and go for a swim.”

“Know? It’s almost dark.” She protests.

“The best time - the water will feel warmer compared to the air and no one will notice when we take off our swim suits.” He predicts.

“Ummm. A little skinny dipping, then?”

“Sound like fun?”

“I’m game.” She says standing up.

They walk out to the water hand in hand. Stepping off the shore tentatively, the water does feel warm just as Bill predicted. Slowly they walk out towards the drop off and the raft. As they get chest deep Bill pulls her into his arms and kisses Angel tenderly for a long, long time, exploring her mouth with his tongue and sucking on hers as she explores his.

Still kissing, his hands cups the firm cheeks of her ass and pulls her in tight to his hardening cock. It rubs through their suits and Angel welcomes the feel and thrill of its pressure against her belly. She rotates her hips adding to their joy. Lifting one hand, Bill finds the tie behind her neck. He slowly pulls it loose and lets it fall. With both hands, he pulls the top down off her breasts. Pulling her back into his arms, he can feel the hard little nipples pushing into his chest as they kiss some more, still grinding their pelvic mounds together with desire.

"Let's swim." Bill suggests.

"I'd rather have you hold me." she protests.

Bill kisses Angel again with a lot of tongue and then pulls away. He reaches for her suit. Taking the loose ends, he dives under water and pulls the remainder of her suit down her thighs and off her legs. Coming to the surface, he balls it up and tosses it onto the raft. As he takes her naked body in his arms again, Angel’s fingers are busy finding the string on his trucks and loosening it. She pulls the waist open and pushes the loose material down his thighs as best she can without going under. Letting go of her, Bill helps her out, taking them the rest of the way off. Again, he balls them up and lobs them up on the raft. 

As soon as he returns to take her in his arms again, Angel’s hand palms his now very hard and aching cock, while her fingers grasp his balls and squeeze. It feels so wonderful, he kisses her with more passion than ever, hoping to give back a little of the thrill she is giving him. Instantly he wants her and wants her right now. In a room with a bed or a couch, he would throw her onto it and be inside her like a wild man. Here in the water he has to be content to just kiss and fondle her. As Bill pulls Angel tightly to himself with one hand, the other is busy roughly mauling one of your teats. His tongue flies in an out of your mouth as if fucking it.

Still kissing, his hand drops down between her legs. He pulls away slightly to give his hand room to explore. It soon finds her pussy. The edge of Bill’s hand works itself between the lovely lips and begins a sawing action, up and down the length of the vulva, rubbing her clitoris on each stroke. Her kisses become more urgent, her knees begin to weaken, although she is able to flex her hips to match the rhythm of the sawing hand between her legs.

They kiss and kiss, sort of moving in a circle as she continues to pump his cock with a free hand and he works his hand between the folds of her labia. Angel’s breathing gets harder and her need more pronounced. Her other hand is at the base of his neck pulling him tighter to her lips, irregularly running through his hair, only to return to pull him even tighter and with more desire.

They kiss on and on, until he works his fingers between those swollen lips to find her clit. When Bill feels the little bump, he rubs it softly. Just a little in slow circles at first, until he feels her grow tense and pulls his head just a little tighter to her lips. He then responds with a little more pressure and a faster circling motion. Angel’s head turns frantically, back and forth as she tries to some how transfer the passion she is experiencing back to her lover.

Within a few minutes, the torture becomes too much. She breaks the kiss gasping and begs, "I can't... can't take... take any more! I'm... I'm so hot!... You've got to take me!... Eat me!... or Fuck me!... I don't care which!... I have to have you now!"

Bill grabs her by the hips and pulls her up off the bottom. With one hand around his neck to support her, Angel reaches down with the other to guide his cock to her entrance. They work and work, but it just will not slide in. The lake waters wash away all the natural lubricants.

Frustrated she lets go and bites into his shoulder to vent her frustration, then says, "I've got to have your cock!... You’ve got to fuck me!"

Pulling away, Bill takes her by the hand. He pushes off, swimming with one hand and pulling her along with the other arm around her waist. Hooked together at their sides, they move to the raft. The cooling water coursing across Bill’s cock feels great. Angle feels the same sensation as it flows over her breasts and down across her feverish pussy. 

At the raft, he lets go and climbs up first. Turning, he reaches down to help her up. She climbs out of the water and crawls across the deck of the raft. 

Bill rolls her over on her back and immediately drives his face into your genitalia, finding and sucking in her clitoris immediately. Angel gasps at the thrill of it, grabs the back of Bill’s head and pulls it in tight. Instantly she is thrusting into his face, fucking it with that wonderful pussy. "Eat me, Bill!... Eat my pussy!... Oh, God, that feels so good!... Oh yes!... Oh yes!... Make your little nympho cum all over your face."

Finding her clit with his tongue, Bill ravages it, slapping his tongue back and forth across it as fast as he can. Every few moments he stops and sucks that little bundle of nerve ends into his mouth, munching on it with his lips, as Angel continues to thrust her hips into his face, causing his head to undulate in order to stay with her.

It only takes a few minutes and Angel is tugging at his head and gasping for breath. The waves of her orgasm are flooding her body. Taking her cue, Bill pushes his lips even harder into the surrounding tissue and by rolling his tongue flat he can wiggle it with even more downward pressure across her entire clitoral area.

The intensity is too much and Angel starts beating on his head and shoulders trying to push him away, begging him to stop. Her heels dig into the boards trying to push herself out of his stubborn grasp. Bill wraps his arms tighter around her thighs and keeps eating, keeps wiggling his tongue on that little bundle of fired up nerves.

“Stop!... Stop!” Angel begs. “Please stop and fuck me! Cock! Your cock! I need your cock! Stop and fuck me! Please fuck me! Fuck me! Oh, please… fuck me!

Bill finally relents and quickly pulls himself up on top of her. With ease his cock slides all the way into her hot, tight, slippery wet pussy. Immediately he begins fucking her, not tentatively, not lovingly, no build up; but with hard, fast and deep stokes. Bill takes her as hard as he can, slamming his cock into her cunt with so much force that his balls swing under and slap against her ass. Raised up on outstretched arms he gazes down into that beautiful face. Even at 51, when he is fucking her like this she looks like a teenager again. He sees a virgin of his youth, giving herself to him for the first time.

“Do you love me?” he asks.

“Oh God. Yes! Bill. I love you with everything I have.” She exclaims.

“I love you too.”

“I can tell.” She coos.

“Are you my whore?”

“Oh, you know I am. I’m always your whore. Your slutty whore. Your bitch. Anything you want me to be. I’m yours, forever.”

Going down on his elbows, he kisses her with all the passion he can bring about, while his hands run through her hair. Angel’s arms lace around his shoulders in a desperate hug, as she attempts to match his passion with her kiss. He keeps thrusting deep, deep into her tight pussy, feeling it pulse around his cock, attempting to milk the cum from his balls.

Breaking the kiss, Bill rises up on his outstretched arms again, in order to keep fucking her at the same pace and with the same ferocity. As he looks into her face again, he watches as her eyes slam shut, she gasps and her face becomes contorted. Another spasm surges through her body. 

It passes and that teenagers face returns as she begs, “Fuck me Bill!... Fuck your whore!... Fill my cunt full of your hot, rich cum… I want it, Babe… Give it to me!… Give it to your slutty whore!… Give it to your horny bitch!... Oh, God, another one!... Fuck me!... Fuck me!... FUCK MEEE!” she screeches, as yet another orgasm ravages Angel’s body and her face becomes all distorted again.

Bill fucks her and fucks her even harder, getting closer and closer. “Fuck me Babe.” He begs himself this time. “I’m almost there for you. Fuck me!... Fuck me!... Fuck me you whore!... Fuck me, my lovely slut!... My goddess of lust… Fuck me!... Fuck me!... Fuck me!”

He can feel his cock beginning to swell. Can she feel it as well? He asks himself. Is it my imagination or is it really getting bigger. Can she sense it? He feels a pulse of pressure deep behind his balls, almost back to his ass. Then there is another, centered in his balls. On the next thrust his cock pumps once. It pumps again on the next thrust. When it pumps the third time, the first blast of cum sprays deep into Angel’s pussy. She can feel it splashing against the entrance to her womb. Another and another. Bill is gasping and Angel is still yelling, “Fuck me!... Fuck me!... Empty it all inside me!... Fill this fucking whore with that wonderful… ummm, hot,… creamy spunk.” 

Bill tries to keep fucking, but has become very uncoordinated. He thrusts, but with out rhythm. He has to think about his actions as his cock continues pumping his seed into her pussy. Bill can thrust hard when he thinks to do it, but it is very difficult to withdraw afterwards. Through a force of will, he slams it home again. With his rod deep inside, it pulses two more times and he wills himself to slowly withdraw. His breathing is ragged as he gasps. Angel tells him, “Calm down. Take deep breaths.” He thrusts again and squeezes off yet another couple of times.

Then, Bill’s head begins to swim. He rolls to her side, panting in short quick little breaths. His peripheral vision begins to close in. He believes he is about to pass out and rolls flat on his back. Angel sooths him again, telling him, “Take slow, deep breaths.” He tries. Slowly his vision returns and his breathing becomes more patterned.

“Are you all right? Angel asks concerned.

“Yes, yes. It’s passed now. I’m okay.” Bill assures her.

Quickly Angel mounts his face. Her cum drenched pussy spreads all over his mouth and nose. She rocks back and forth as he licks up as much of the cum as he possibly can. Slipping a little, Angel slides off to one side, giving Bill a chance to yell, “Yes, Baby. Fuck my face!” Righting herself, she really bares down on him now, fucking widely until yet another little orgasm races through her body and she topples over onto her side next to him.

In control of himself again, Bill quickly rises up, rolling on top of Angel. With an open mouth, he kisses her, allowing all that cum he cleaned up to roll into her waiting open mouth. She responds immediately by grabbing his head and pulling it tight to her lips. She kisses him with more passion than ever before, her head twisting this way and that, as their tongues fight for possession of each other’s mouth. They kiss and kiss swapping the rich cum back and forth until it is finally gone.

Slowly they calm down and eventually break apart. Bill sits up and grabs their suits. They climb back into the water. Arms around each other’s waists they slowly walk to shore. About half way in, Angel’s hand reaches across and palms Bill’s cock again, her fingers clasping his balls. They turn into each other’s arms and kiss. Angel can feel his cock starting to harden in her hand and she rubs it against her tummy and through her short crop of pubic hairs.

Breaking the kiss, Angel leans her head back, inquiring, “When we get back to the bedroom, can we do it all over again?”

“You’re insatiable!” Bill exclaims.

“Are you complaining?”

“No. Just in awe.” He smiles.

“Don’t think you can handle it? She teases.

“Just get me another pill.”



Skinny Dipping



One night, after weeks of working at a resort in a summer tourist town fairly far north, seven of us, the younger staff, decided to kick back a little and have some fun. Most of the tourists had left, leaving the cabins and the lake to us. Our boss had decided that we were old enough to take care of the resort with only a few people left, so we had the run of the place.

We shut down the restaurant and bar for the night, snuck out a couple of bottles of wine, and headed down to the lake. The night was cool, but the water was still warm. We waded in the shallow area, hidden by the rocks, in our bathing suits, three guys, four girls, laughing and splashing and drinking the wine right out of the bottle. Tanya, tipping over with the wine, climbed a short ladder on the lightpost and turned off the light. Suddenly we could see very little. The lake was lit only by the stars and the dim light from the boathouse. It wasn't too dark for us to see Tanya strip off her bathing suit as she walked back into the water. "Come on you guys, don't be prudes," she giggled.

I couldn't really see anyone else, but I could sense their discomfort. Should we? Troy said, "Fuck it" and pulled down his bathing suit. I could see his growing member, barely, silhouetted against the glimmer of the water. Tracy, my girlfriend, squealed and took off her bikini top. "I'll start with my top," she said. She hugged me and put her tongue down my throat. I reached my hand down the back of her bikini bottoms and reached down, trying to feel her warm pussy. She pushed me away. "Not here, not now," she said. My boner tented against my shorts. I felt like whacking off right then and there, but there was no way.

Over the next hour, everyone took off their suits an splashed around in the water. Even Tracy finally slithered out of her bottoms and joined the rest of the group as we wrestled in the water and throw each other off the dock. I took every opportunity to squeeze breasts and asses when Tracy wasn't looking, and I could feel hands from time to time on my throbbing cock and on my ass.

With the bottles of wine nearly empty, clouds gathered in the sky and blottled out the moon and stars. It was now really dark. I could hear the other giggling and still splashing, obviously drunk and losing their inhibitions. I wanted so badly to fuck Tracy, but she had kept pushing me away. She wouldn't even let me caress her ass, even though no one else could really see. I was feeling really down, and waded a little away from the group, closer to the rocks under the hanging willow branches.

Suddenly I felt arms around me in full embrace, one hand reaching immediately for my cock. Tracy had obviously come around. She massaged my cock -- for the first time since the first week of the summer -- and squeezed me. But what was that I felt against my lower back? Why was Tracy so strong? She started kissing my neck and I could feel -- what was it? -- the roughness of someone's chin. "Tracy?" I whispered, afraid to move.

"Shhh," grumbled a low voice. "It's Troy." I tried to pull away but he held me close. I could feel his cock now against my ass crack. He was stroking me a little harder now.

"Troy, stop it," I said softly. But my cock was getting harder and, strangely, his cock felt good against my ass.

"Shut up," he said, and continued to stroke me. I could hear the others giggling and singing closer to the dock, but couldn't see them. My god it felt good, my cock being pulled by another guy. I'd looked around in the group showers at the other guy's cocks more out of curiosity than anything else. I remember seeing Troy's cock, small, uncircumcized. He had been embarrassed in the shower room and always covered up as fast as he could, but I was intrigued by his thin, hooded penis, and always looked away before he'd see me or my slowly swelling friend.

He switched hands, started jacking me with his left hand, and started fingering my asshole with the fingers of his other hand. "What are you doing?"

"Your ass feels good," he said. The shift from his right hand to his left slowed things down a little and I was no longer about to cum. He splashed a little water with his hand onto my ass as he fingered my hole. Then he stopped jacking me for a moment and pressed the head of his cock against my asshole. "Easy," he said. "Shhhh." I could feel it starting to go in. It hurt, and I tried to pull away, but he held me tight, both arms now wrapped around my front. His cock moved further into me. It hurt more, but my cock was harder than ever before. My body was trying to expel his tiny penis from my ass, but the more I pushed against it the further it snuck in. I decided to give in. Soon the entire length of his thin cock was inside me. I could hear his breathing quicken. He started jacking me again with his right hand and pumped me slowly from behind. God it hurt, but I didn't want him to stop. He started pumping harder, careful not to let his cock slip out of me, knowing that I probably wouldn't let him back in. He fucked me harder and harder and jacked on my throbbing rockhard cock. I could still hear the others, only a few feet away, starting to quiet down, probably pairing up.

"Hurry up," I whispered. He groaned and fucked me faster and harder. It felt awesome. I was worried about the others hearing us. Time was running out.

"Oh god," he whispered, biting my neck gently. "God your ass feels good. Later on I want to suck your big fat cock and I want you to cum in my mouth."

"Fuck me, fuck my ass," I gurgled.

"Oh god," he said again and bucked against me. "Oh shit, oh fuck." He grunted and shuddered and I could feel his warmth inside me. His breathing shortened. He jacked me harder now. I could hardly stand it. He slid his tongue into my ear, pinched my nipple with his left hand. "Picture yourself cumming on my face," he said. I fell back against his cock and burst into spasms of cum. "Shhhhh," he whispered as I exploded. I pictured my cum splashing all of his face, all of his lips, his nose, his cheeks, down his throat.

"Fuck you," I said, "You bastard, suck that cock."

"Shhhh . . ." His cock was starting to fade inside my ass and slid out as he pulled the last of the cum out of my cock. "We'll play later." He pulled his limp member out of my hole, hugged me close, then waded back towards the group.

I could feel my seed all over my legs, tangled in my leg hair, one thin thread swinging down from the end of my raw cock. I washed myself down quietly then slid under the water, careful not to get any in my hair. I couldn't see the water, but I pictured it covered in a skin of my semen.

I made my way back to the group. My ass stung. I couldn't imagine what I had just done. I'd never ever thought about doing anything like that, but now couldn't wait to get back to my room, which I shared with Troy. I was somewhat afraid of what would happen over the last three days of summer, but also curious. The clouds receded and the stars and moon came out again, and I could see the group again, paired up, embracing, tickling each other.

"Danny," said Tracy. "Where were you?"

"Oh, just thinking things over," I said. I heard Troy snicker under his breath and could see him caressing his girlfriend's tits.

"Yeah, me too," said Tracy. "You know, we're going home soon. I think we should start seeing other people." She squeezed my arm and gave me a sympathetic grin.

"Whatever."



Skinny Dipping



Shane followed the outline of the green bikini bottoms as they glided just under the water in front of him.

It was the third time in the last ten minutes for this particular pair of swimwear and he reminded himself that the showers in the men's locker room were always cold by the time he got to them.

Only two months into this job and they never stopped flirting with him...

...which unfortunately, was a double-edged sword.

"Absolutely no fraternizing with any patron...ever," was what Ms. Baker had declared. "We've had to fire the last three lifeguards for unauthorized parties and affairs with local college girls. The pool's reputation is a step away from being shut down and we can't...we will NOT tolerate one indiscretion. Keep yourself focused, Mr. Walton or not only will you be unemployed, you'll be sued for breach of contract."

Shane reclined back in his lifeguard chair and checked his watch.

15 more minutes.

"We'll be closing the pool down for the night, folks. I need everybody to start heading towards the showers."

There was only a small group of people in the pool at the time. These were the regulars here and they were already beginning to move towards the showers. Shane was thankful it wasn't the weekend with all of the kids running around. He'd have been here for another hour just rounding them up before he even started to clean up.

Glancing out the window he saw the sun nearing the horizon.

With a deep sigh, he lowered himself down from the chair and began picking up the pool and locking the doors.

This job as a lifeguard at the local college pool was helping him offset the cost of his books and was fairly relaxing.

But during finals week, it was murder on his study time.

By the time he got home and ate, he might have half hour before crashing and getting four hours of sleep.

One last sigh as he walked around the pool making sure all the doors were locked.

He paused as neared the green door.

It was a relic from older days when the pool was private before being donated to the college. From the rumors Shane had heard, it was used as a private nudist entrance and exit by the eccentric owner. From what he had heard, the pool's questionable reputation had been with it from the start.

He tried the door once and it remained shut, but when he clicked the latch twice quickly and leaned it to the right, the door popped easily open. Inside, were the chemicals and tools used to maintain the pool along with some discarded rescue equipment. The whole room not only smelled musty, it felt musty.

Far away, on the other side of the room was the door leading directly outside.

Naked moonlit picnics and orgies...Shane smiled at the memory of the stories and shut the door again.

He was halfway through his shower when he heard the click.

It was a distant and far away sound and for a moment, he thought he had just imagined it.

He shut off the water and he waited there quietly.

Nothing.

Shrugging, he reached for his towel and moved into the dark locker room.

He was finished towelling off and was reaching for his boxers when he heard it.

Water splashed in the pool.

Shane froze and wrapped the towel around his waist.

Making his way through the shower room he walked out to the pool and scanned the water.

Sure enough, there were ripples in the water.

He held perfectly still and strained his eyes and ears into the room.

Again, nothing.

Very slowly he crept forward before he caught sight of the green door...opened just a crack.

Then he saw the pile of clothes laying behind the high dive board and he knew.

They were back.

It was a group of adolescent boys who had been daring each other to skinny-dip in the pool all summer. He knew who they were because they would come in during the day and ask him all sorts of questions, trying to be his friends.

But the last two times they had snuck in, Walter the security guard had only just caught sight of five small shadows running from back door and into the night.

Walter was a little too past his prime to give chase, but he had sworn a personal oath to catch them in the act.

Shane, however was on the fence about the matter.

He remember being that age and all the feelings that went with it. Personally, he admired their courage and spirit.Professionally, he was a hair's breadth from having to drop this coming fall quarter's classes. He needed this job and was pretty sure a lawsuit wouldn't help either.

Just as he was easing up to the water, he caught sight of a dark shape sliding just under the surface towards him.

He knelt down put his hand on the deck so that his face was level with the surface of the water.

He'd scare the crap out of them , but then let them go with a warning.

Problem solved.

The water exploded in front of him with a gasp as he came face to face with a pair of deep brown eyes.

"Whoa!" he yelled as the woman shrieked and splashed backwards.

He pushed up from the deck, but at the last second, his hand slipped and he fell forward into the pool.

The towel slipped away from his waist as he kicked to the surface.

Gasping for air, he heard the sound of heavy splashing as the woman swam away from him.

For a moment he just sat there in shock, before chasing after her.

He wasn't sure what he was going to do, but if Walter spotted a woman leaving the building at this hour, he could kiss his degree goodbye.

"Hey!" he shouted, catching an ankle.

"Let me go!" the voice was deep with a southern accent. "I didn't do nuthin'!!"

Shane tugged the ankle towards him and even with the kicking leg, he managed to get his hands over her shoulders and shoved her back against the side of the pool.

"Just wait a minute!!" he yelled and she stopped struggling against him as much.

Pulling the wet hair from her face, she looked him in the eye and he felt his second shock of the evening.

Deep brown eyes studied his from a tanned and beautiful face.

She seemed to be admiring him as well, taking in his goatee and bald head with looks of appreciation.

"What?" she asked, with that deep southern drawl again.

"What!?" Shane replied.

"You said to wait a minute," she answered, putting a hand against his chest and pushing him back. "Why?"

For a moment, Shane was lost.

Just looking at her, he felt confused.

"Oh," he answered, shaking his head. "You can't leave yet."

A look of concern passed over her.

"And why not? Who's going to stop me?"

Shane saw a look of defiance come over her as she swam towards him.

"Think you can stop me?"

For a moment, Shane found himself studying her grin and her lips.

"Please," he said, deciding not to fight her, but to reason with her. "It's my job."

The look on his face and the tone of his voice stopped her in her tracks and she looked him up and down.

"Walter is the security guard here, if he catches you leaving now...they'll fire me and then they'll sue me."

"They'll sue you?!" she exclaimed incredulously.

A door creaking up front interrupted her and he furiously put his finger to his lips.

They both swam to the side of the pool that was hidden from the front and grabbed onto the wall.

"Shane?" a voice asked into the darkness and Shane grimaced.

He pointed at her and and motioned for her to stay put and she nodded.

Breathing deeply and quickly, Shane swam around the corner, careful to keep his lower torso under water.

"Hey Walter," Shane responded, stopping in the middle of the pool. "Finals are killing me and I wanted to work off some tension before I left."

Walter smiled, but waved a finger at him.

"You know Ms. Baker doesn't want anyone in the pool after hours."

Shane rolled his eyes.

"I know, but do you mind if I stick around for a little while longer?"

Walter eyed his watch.

"Naw I don't mind, but keep it quick or it's both our asses."

"Don't I know it," Shane answered and backstroked. "Thanks Walter."

Walter waved as he went back into the office and turned on the light. Shane could see him sitting down to read his book and swam back over to the woman.

For a moment, he didn't see her and he immediatley tensed up looking back to the pile of clothes.

"Did he leave?" a voice whispered from the shadows and he swam towards it.

"No...he'll be here all night," Shane whispered, coming to rest on the wall right beside her. "We have to be quiet."

"How do I get out of here?" she whispered at him and he found himself watching her face in the shadows.

"Not sure of that yet. I'm still working on it."

For a moment, he thought carefully.

"Who are you?"

The woman hesitated before answering, but then shurgged, her tanned shoulders coming slightly out of the water.

"My name's Leta."

"Nice to meet you, I'm..."

"Shane...yeah I know who you are."

Shane looked at her closely, and began to notice a familiarity. A woman in a red one-piece who would come in to do laps every other week on Thursdays.

"Aha," he said, recognizing her now.

"Does this mean you're not going to turn me in?" she whispered and he could feel her feet swirling the water next to his.

"Can't," he replied, shrugging himself. "Walter's a friend, but he'd still report me if he knew I was skinny-dipping in the pool with a woman."

Suddenly, the woman's eyes bulged and she looked down into the water.

Shane covered himself with his hand.

"You're naked?" Leta hissed at him.

"Yeah well I was in the shower when...I...wait a minute," Shane looked down under the surface and Leta covered herself too. "Are...you?"

"Wouldn't be called skinny-dipping if I wasn't, would it?" she asked defiantly.

Suddenly, he was remembering her very well now.

The tatoos she had on her back. The look of her legs in her swimsuit. Her breasts filling out the top of her swimsuit as she stretched her arms. Her tanned arms reaching out for each stroke as the muscles in her back flexed. The way her short brown hair framed her face.

He remembered her very well now. While most of the girls splashed and played, she had always had a grace and an elegance that made her stand out from the rest. She was driven and focused.

"You're Leta?" he asked.

"Yeah," she answered, with a half smile.

She kicked away from the wall and treaded water slowly into the middle of the pool, but still out of sight of the office.

"How long am I gonna be trapped in here. I don't want to come out a prune," she asked.

Shane was trying not to imagine the sight of her naked below the water, but parts of him were already reacting to being free of clothes.

"Shoudn't be too much longer," Shane said, kicking off from the wall to tread water in front of her. "Walter usually makes a round of the whole college at the beginning and end of his shift...if he doesn't get stuck in his book."

"So we stuck here...trapped together," she said smiling.

"Well..." Shane replied, backstroking away from her. "YOU sure are, but I can leave at any time."

Leta smiled at him, and stroked slowly towards him.

"So then why don't you?"

He treaded water slowly around her.

"Wanna make sure you're alright," he answered with a grin.

"I should be fine, I'm a big girl and I can take care of myself," she answered treading away from him and towards the light beam coming from out of the office.

"Be careful," he whispered, suddenly very serious.

"Seems to me you need to worry more about yourself," she answered smiling, treading water right next to the line of the light. "Just a few more inches and it'd be your ass."

Shane treaded closer to her until they were just touching noses.

"So then why don't you?" he whispered against her lips.

She rubbed her nose back and forth against his.

"I want to make sure you're ok, too," she answered breathlessly and leaned forward to graze his lips lightly with hers.

She felt him sigh as he kissed her back and wrapped his arm around her waist.

Through the chill of the water, he felt the heat of her back and his fingertips slid across her spine. Leta shivered and allowed herself to be half dragged across the pool to the side. She grabbed the side with one hand as her other hand pulled the back of his head towards her.

He kissed her again and this time she felt his tongue explore her lips before probing questioningly inside. The tip of her tongue met his and she moaned. He grabbed the wall on either side of her and pulled himself against her as she lifted her legs to wrap over his.

As she wrestled with his tongue, she felt his hot cock sliding against her inner thigh and she reached down to grab him. Stroking back and forth, she felt him get harder still and he tore his mouth from hers and kissed down her cheek and bit her neck where it met the shoulder. She moaned again quietly and began to pant as he bit her again and again before finally letting go.

His head disappeared below the surface and she felt his cock slip from her grip and his lips pulled her left nipple into his mouth. He sucked her completely into his mouth before letting it slip out and sucking it back in again. Her hand pulled his head to her chest as she felt both of his hands grab her ass and pull her hard against him. She felt her pussy grind up against his abs as his hands kneaded her butt cheeks. He held her nipple in his mouth and flicked his tongue back and forth over the tip as her hips began to rock back and forth against him, her pussy lips rubbing back forth over his stomach.

Suddenly, he came back up for air and took her mouth again hungrily in his.

"Shane," Walter said, his voice close now. "You almost finished?"

"Not much longer, Walter," Shane answered, putting a finger to her lips.

"Welll...I'm gonna need you to leave here real soon. It's both of our asses if you don't."

"I know Walter, I promise just a few more minutes," Shane answered and then groaned quietly as Leta grabbed his cock and rubbed the tip of it up and down over her pussy lips. Slowly, she began to rub it up and down deeper and deeper as her hips worked forward and back.

Shane panted quietly and gritted his teeth as he glared at her.

She simply smiled and kissed him.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Walter asked, coming around the diving board that separated them.

Leta slid quickly and quietly under the water, but grabbed Shane's legs to keep from floating free.

"Yeah," Shane answered, trying hard to sound casual. "Just stretching a cramp before I do one more lap."

Walter studied his face for a moment before nodding.

"Just a few more minutes then?"

Shane nodded and then almost yelped as he felt Leta pulling the crown of his cock into her mouth and teasing the opening with her tongue.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Walter asked again watching him carefully.

Shane breathed deeply as Leta took his entire length into her mouth and began slowly moving her head up and down his cock. She pulled back to lick the underside with her tongue.

Shane took a deep breath and held it.

"Bad cramp, Walter, but I just about got it."

"Okay...you know what's good for cramps? Bananas."

Shane felt his vision blurring as his hips began to rock back and forth.

"Bananas?" asked Shane, his voice squeaking.

"Best cure ever," Walter replied nodding.

For a moment, he just stood there gazing off into space before suddenly regaining his thoughts.

"Alright then," he announced. "I have to make my rounds now. Lock up when you leave alright?"

Leta worked her mouth back and forth along the side of his cock before again taking the length into her mouth.

"YES!!" Shane answered, and then quickly covered. "Cramps gone."

"Bananas, don't forget," Walter said walking off towards the office. "And you need to be gone before I get back."

"Thanks Walter," Shane replied as Leta came back up quietly to the surface and clamped her mouth hard against his.

"Is he gone now?" Leta asked between kisses, her legs wrapping over Shane's waist again.

A door clicked in the background and they heard footsteps on the gravel outside.

"Yes," Shane answered, pulling her body hard against his.

They both slipped under the surface as he reached down to grab his cock. He paused to flick up and down over her pussy lips before letting it slip deeper into her. She pulled hard with her legs and his full length filled her. Leta wrapped her arms around his back and locked her ankles together as he reached out for the wall and pulled them back up out of the water. As he slid up her, she felt his chest hair rubbing over both of her nipples and then crushing them into her breasts.

Pinning her to the wall with each thrust, he began slowly to work his hard cock in and out of her he kissed her gently this time. She felt his whole length slide out of her to the tip, pause and then slowly slide all the way back in filling her completely.

She panted as she pullled with her legs, trying to get him to go faster as each thrust shove her ass into the wall. He grunted as he felt her heels dig into his butt and he began to shover faster.

Suddenly, she began to make mewling sounds and thrust harder against his cock. She gripped him tightly against her and shuddered as the orgasm ripped through her. The contractions in her pussy pushed him over the edge and with one final shove, he came deep inside of her with a long, low moan.

Still shuddering and with her eyes closed, she felt with her hands to the back of his head and pulled him tight against her for a soft kiss.

For a few minutes they remained, there, tight up against each other and the wall until finally Leta shivered.

"Whew...got cold," she whispered against kissing him again as he slid out of her.

"Kind of," he whispered kissing her one more time.

They both dressed quickly and quietly before he walked her out to his car after checking that Walter was still out and about..

"I think I'll look forward to swimming from now on," Leta said, rubbing her nose against Shane's before she kissed him one last time.

"Just do me a favor and don't use the green door anymore," Shane answered as she walked off into the night.

"No promises," she answered with a smile. "I kind of enjoyed having my own private lesson."



Skinny Dipping



It's not the heat, it's the humidity, people say. As far as Nicky was concerned that was pure bull. . .dust. It was both the heat and the humidity that was killing her. After four consecutive days where the temperature had been in the low to middle forties and the humidity had been way up there Nicky was feeling totally drained.

Right now it was pushing midnight, Nicky was lying on her bed nude, but was still feeling hot and sticky, and totally unable to sleep. One of these days she was going to lash out and buy herself an air conditioner. She really was. Not that any of that helped here and now.

What she really needed, Nicky decided, was a dip in a pool. Too bad she didn't have one.

"But Josie has one," a little voice whispered to her, "and she and her husband are away for the weekend. She wouldn't mind you going over and having a quick dip. Out the back gate, cut across the park and in through her back gate."

At that precise moment a bead of sweat ran down Nicky's forehead and into her eye. Muttering to herself, she sat up, rubbing her eye. Well, as long as she was halfway up, why not keep going? Jumping to her feet Nicky grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and slipped them on. Too hot and sticky for undies, she decided, and it's not as though I'll be seeing anyone.

A couple of slip-ons for her feet and Nicky was set. Out the back door, across the yard and through the back gate that opened onto the park. 

Knowing that there just might be others hanging around the park in spite of the hour, Nicky circled the park, keeping to shadowy ways rather than cutting straight across in the full moonlight. Several times she heard voices and once she saw a couple strolling across the park. Somewhat busier than she'd expected.

Reaching Josie's place, Nicky unlatched the back gate and slid inside, closing the gate behind her. The next moment she gave a squeal of fright and staggered back against the fence as a snarling set of teeth lunged out of the darkness towards her. Two great paws landed on her shoulders and a great slimy tongue slurped across her face.

"For crying out loud, Ruffian," protested Nicky. "Why don't you give me a heart attack. Get of me, you unmannerly brute."

Giving a heave, Nicky pushed Ruffian aside. 

"You great mongrel," she said, briskly rubbing the Great Dane's head. "Looking after the place, are we? Eaten any burglars yet? Don't you worry your little doggy mind about me. I'm just going for a swim."

Moving over to the pool, Nicky shed her shorts and top and dived in. Bliss. Heat and sweat and general stickiness all gone, soothed away by the cool waters. Nicky relaxed and floated.

Fifteen minutes later, feeling considerably better, Nicky made her way to the edge of the pool. She hadn't, it suddenly struck her, thought to bring a towel. Stupid of her. Still, no matter. She'd dry fast enough in the heat and it wasn't as though a bit of water would hurt her shorts and top.

What was of a much greater importance, Nicky decided, was the whereabouts of her shorts and top? She'd put them right there next to the pool but they weren't there now.

"I don't dare leave clothes in the backyard, Nicky," she recalled Josie saying. "Ruffian absolutely shreds them."

"Ruffian, you rotten mongrel. Where are my clothes?"

Turning around, Nicky tried to remember the layout of Josie's yard. Backdoor there, pool to the right, kennel over to the left. Nicky padded over to the left to find the kennel. Lying comfortable in front of the kennel was Ruffian, paws holding something to the ground while teeth tore at it.

Nicky bent and picked up the rag lying next to the dog. That, she guessed, used to be her shorts. The shreds of material in Ruffian's teeth was her top, with the emphasis on was.

"And I hope you choke on it," Nicky told Ruffian with great sincerity. 

What could she do? She hadn't brought her phone with her so she couldn't call anyone for help. Josie wasn't home and she'd be damned if she'd knock at someone's place after midnight, tastily clad in moonbeams. Her only real option was to sneak home across the park, this time making damn sure she didn't meet anyone. At least, he hadn't eaten her shoes.

There was now the occasional cloud crossing the moon, making the night even darker. This was something that Nicky was all in favour of. She headed back towards home, taking the same shadowy route she had used on the way out.

Why, she wondered, as she crouched behind some bushes, did there have to be so many people in the park? With the latest transients moving on, Nicky picked up her pace a little. Not much further.

It was the proximity to her own back gate that caused Nicky to be a little careless. She decided to just nip straight across the last open section while the moon was covered, and she'd be home and running for her bed.

Halfway across the open section the full moon emerged from behind the cloud and Nicky paused for a second, shocked, feeling as though she'd just been hit by a floodlight. She gave a little squeak and started to run the last few yards, only to bump into someone who stepped in front of her.

Nicky rebounded and would have fallen if the stranger hadn't caught her. She found herself staring at a man, a large man, who was staring back at her with interest.

"Hullo," he said. "And what have we here? Now why would a pretty little thing like you be doing running around the park dressed like that? Or perhaps I should say, undressed like that?"

"Nothing," said Nicky nervously. "I live just there. Let me go. I want to go home."

"Maybe you do and maybe you don't, but that doesn't explain what you're doing right now."

"If it's any of your business, which it's not, I just went for a quick swim. Now I'm going home."

The man was nodding thoughtfully.

"I see. You went out in the park for a swim. You decided you didn't need clothes because you'd just get them wet when you jumped in the lake. Ah, you do know that there's no lake in this park?"

"I had clothes," hissed Nicky. "The dog ate them. I didn't mean to be out here like this."

"Homework, I've heard of, but a dog that goes up to girls and eats their clothes? I have so got to buy me one of those."

Nicky was starting to feel like a complete idiot.

"I went swimming at a friend's place," she said slowly and clearly. "They have a pool. While I was swimming, their dog destroyed my clothes. They're not home, so I couldn't ask for help, so I had to sneak home. And if you'll just get out of the way I'll be home in ten seconds."

"One of the better stories I've heard for streaking," observed the stranger. "Did you really lose a bet in a sexy truth or dare game?"

"No. It happened like I said. Now will you please let me pass?"

"Well I would, but that would be against the rules."

"What rules?" asked Nicky, startled.

"My rules. Rule one says if I find myself with a naked woman, don't ask questions. Just say thank you and do what come naturally."

Do what comes naturally?

"Oh, god," thought Nicky. "He wants to have sex with me."

She was shocked at the idea. A stranger demanding that she have sex with him? She was even more shocked to find that the thought was exciting. How could she think that?

"Ah, I'm not sure what you mean?" she prevaricated, stalling for time. If he let go just for a moment she could reach her gate and be gone. She was quite sure he wouldn't chase her into the house.

"Let me put it this way. "Are you of a romantic or dramatic frame of mind?"

"Romantic or dramatic? What difference does it make?"

"The difference is that, in sixty years, are you going to look back and tell your great-grandchildren about the time you were brutally ravished in the park, or are you going to tell them of the summer night when a stranger seduced you and carried you away to paradise?"

That was putting it plainly, Nicky decided. Either she yielded gracefully or she gets ravished. Her options weren't exactly fight or flight. More along the lines of screw or be screwed. Both options left her fucked.

"You're not a virgin," whispered that little voice. "You quite like sex. He's not going to rape you if you're willing. And it could be exciting. It is exciting. Check out your nipples."

Nicky swallowed, realising that her nipples had peaked at the thought of sudden sex. Heat was already burning inside her. She wasn't really going to agree, was she?

It wasn't so much a matter of her agreeing, as of her not refusing, Nicky found.

While she'd been dithering, the stranger had been preparing. The first she knew of that was when he pulled her closer and she felt his erection pressing against her.

A pair of hands closed over Nicky's bottom and she found being lifted, dragging against his cock as she came. She opened her mouth, whether to protest or accept she never knew, as his mouth came down upon hers, stifling anything she might have said.

Even through the kiss her eyes popped open wide when she felt the press of his erection against her entrance. He couldn't. He wouldn't. It turned out that he could and would. While Nicky stared at him she felt him pushing past her lips, sliding up and into her.

Oh, god. He was. She couldn't let this happen. Mind churning, Nicky found herself relaxing, letting it happen. Apparently she could let this happen. She felt shocked at herself. A stranger, someone she'd only just met, and she was letting him take her. And they were standing out in the moonlight. If anyone came past. . .

Nicky found she didn't care. He was inside her, rocking her gently, fanning the flames that had no right to be there but burned bright anyway.

Nicky found her legs lifting to wrap around him. Her arms were around his neck and she was clinging to him while his gentle rocking started to pick up pace. He was just standing there, his hips driving him into her harder and faster while she just clung to him, letting it happen.

Feeling the cool grass against her back was the first indication Nicky had that things had changed. Lost in what he was doing to her body, Nicky hadn't even noticed when the stranger first knelt, and then laid her on her back. 

Lying on top of Nicky, crushing her between him and the ground, the stranger went to work with a will, taking Nicky hard and fast. Determined not to be a helpless victim, Nicky answered the challenge, meeting his demands and issuing some of her own, pushing hard up against him, claiming his full attention.

Nicky was gasping, the heat and the exercise and the lateness starting to tire her, but determined not to yield. As long as he moved she would damn well match him or better. She pushed up, sensing a climax not too far away, but still willing to resist it until he was satisfied.

When Nicky felt the change that indicated the stranger was finally ready she almost screamed her relief. She eagerly bounced to match him, smiling to hear him gasping with effort. When he finally groaned and released himself into her Nicky could have cheered, feeling she'd won, but the hot splash had been enough to send her spiralling over the edge, her orgasm washing over her in a wave of heat.

He was gone when Nicky finally gathered her senses together. She scrambled to her feet and slipped through the back gate and into her yard. She leaned back against the fence, breathing hard.

She sighed. She was hot and sticky and tired. She really needed another dip in that pool. Nicky laughed. That thought was what had started her adventures. Maybe a cold shower would do the trick. She headed inside.



Skinny Dipping



I want to give thanks to Kiyamax for editing and helping me with this story. 

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We have a cabin which we share with my mom's sister's family and my dad's brother's family. We normally don't go on vacation together, but this year there was a lot of repair work which needed to be done. 

My Dad and uncles all decided it would be a good idea if we took our vacation this year at the same time. The idea was that we could work together and get all the work finished faster. That meant that I would be helping my Dad and uncles do the work, while the women relaxed. 

My Dad, Larry, works hard as a manager for a large company. My mom, Jane, works as a bookkeeper and is quite intelligent. She is very conservative and attends church regularly. She is known to be rather shy and quiet, but my friends have told me she is a MILF. 

Her company has a small gym and encourages their employees to work out. My mom takes advantage of this and works out every day after work. I'm not sure what my uncles or aunts do for a living. In my opinion my aunts are better looking than my mom.

My name is Bill and I just turned 18. I just finished my senior year in high school. I really enjoy the cabin and don't mind helping with the repairs, but I hope I get some time to go out and see if there is anyone my age to hang out with.

We arrived at the cabin first and were unloading our car when Aunt Mary, mom's sister, and Uncle Jack arrived with their two little kids. A few minutes later, Uncle Mike, dad's brother, and Aunt Kate arrived with their young girl. I hoped that I didn't end up having to watch those three brats. 

After unloading the cars we got things set up to stay for our two weeks of vacation, or should I say two weeks of working. At least we weren't going to be working today. So I got out and walked down the road to see if anyone else was around. About half a mile I ran into a few guys I yelled out to them "Hey!"

One of them looked over at me and answered "Hey, who are you?"

"Bill, and I'm staying about half a mile from here."

"Come on up. I'm Jake, over there is Bob, Rich, Sam." Then three more walked out onto the porch. Jake continued "That's Josh, Sean and Dave. We decided not to work or go to college this summer, so we came up here. We're from Detroit and we came here to check this place out. We had heard that a lot of women our age come here."

"Not this time of year. It's late summer so most of the tourists are here around the 4th of July. Not Late August." I replied.

"Guess if things don't pick up we'll most likely head on out to somewhere else. What are you doing here?" 

"We own a cabin and up here doing some repair work."

"You said we? So who all is here with you?"

"My two aunts, their families and my parents. Hey I got to head back; maybe we can get together later this week and I can show you guys around."

"That would be cool, but I'm not sure how much longer we're going to hang around here. We really want to hook up with some women."

When I got back to the cabin and during dinner I told everyone about the guys.

That evening I heard my Aunt Mary head to the bathroom which was across the hall from my room. I heard her turn on the shower so I decided I would watch through a large crack in my door hoping to see if I can catch her nude going back to her room. 

I made sure all the lights were off in my room and the curtains were closed. I didn't want any light giving me away. It looked like my prayers were going to be answered...

After she turned off the shower I heard her yell, "Damn, I forgot my clothes?"

Uncle Jack yelled back, "Just cover yourself with a towel, the kids are all asleep."

Sure enough she opened the door and walked out into the hallway, just wrapped in a towel. She walked down the hallway; I watched as her hips swayed from side to side. I was hoping the towel would fall but to my dismay it didn't. 

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The next morning everyone got up and started getting ready for the day. It was a hot summer day so everyone was in shorts and flip-flops. 

I ran into my Dad outside, "Bill, your uncles and I are going to town to buy the supplies we need for the repairs. We're also taking the little ones with us since your mom and aunts are going to the swimming hole. They don't want anyone around because they made some kind of dare. Any ways we're going to take the kids to the arcade and most likely be gone most of the day."

"Do I have to go? I can go and see if Jake and the guys want to hang out."

"You don't need to go. Have fun!" He answered.

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About an hour later I heard dad tell mom that they were leaving. Then I heard Aunt Mary, "Ok let's head on out to the swimming hole and see who chickens out." A few minutes later the women left and I headed out to see what the guys were up to.

To my surprise Jake and Josh were walking right by our cabin. I yelled "Hey, where are you guys headed?"

Jake answered, "Just exploring to see what's around here."

Josh then added, "Was that your mom and aunts we just saw walk into the woods?"

"Yeah that was them. They are headed down to the swimming hole. It's about a two mile hike through the woods. It's in a clearing down at the river."

"Wow, I didn't see any swim suits." Josh replied.

"Like I said, it's a two mile hike through the woods and the mosquitoes are bad this time of year. They most likely had them on under their clothes or in the bags they were carrying."

Jake smiled, "You didn't tell us they were MILFs."

Laughing, I said, "Guess I didn't think it mattered."

Jake laughed with me, "You know a good swim might be just what we need. Especially with them MILFs. Bill go get your swim suit and we will get ours and meet you here in about 20 minutes."

"Ok, 20 minutes." I went back into the cabin to get my suit. Then I remembered dad saying that mom and my aunts wanted to be left alone to play out some kind of dare. They should've been done with whatever dare they were doing by the time we got there.

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It was more like 30 minutes before Jake returned but it wasn't just Josh with him; all the guys showed up. They already had their swim suits on. I spoke up first "Hey guys the mosquitos are going to eat you alive."

Sam laughed, "We'll be ok, we'll just walk fast."

Now I was laughing. "You city boys are in for a lesson today."

I also noticed some of the guys had backpacks but really didn't think much about it. 

I led the way into the woods down the path, which really wasn't much of a path. It was more of a very narrow wild animal trail and we had to walk single file. 

We had to watch our step so that we didn't trip over the roots and rocks. It was a good thing we had shoes on because with the rocks, roots and everything else on the floor of the woods, we would cut up the bottoms of our feet badly.

I was laughing to myself because I could hear the guys cussing at the mosquitos. They didn't let that stop them from going further into the woods.

Jake was behind me and asked, "Hey, is there a place where we can just watch your mom and aunts with them not knowing we're there?"

"Yes, but we would have to be very quiet because our voices will carry in the woods. Why do you want to spy on them first?"

"Some of the guys don't know how to swim and want to check it out first. They don't want to be embarrassed in front of the women if they decide it's not for them." 

I stopped walking and just looked at him; thinking to myself, what kind of bull shit is this guy trying to sell me. "Ok, I know a spot where we can see the area without anyone knowing we're around. But you need to make sure everyone stays quiet."

As we got closer to our destination I stopped and whispered to Jake "It's time to be quiet."

He smiled, turned and raised his hand, then lowered it in a motion that everyone took to be quiet. We moved very slowly over to an area which had high brush. 

As I got low so did everyone else. Then I stopped and made a hand gesture for everyone to move close to the edge of the clearing. 

As I peeked through the brush I got the surprise of my life. There were my mom and aunts skinny dipping!

I was about to announce our presence when Jake put his hand over my mouth. "Be quiet. I thought I heard them say they were going skinny dipping as they walked into the woods. Now don't be a spoilsport about this. I know you like seeing them nude."

I looked around and all the guys were getting an eye full and I noticed two of them pulling cameras out of their back packs and they started filming. There were too many of them and Jake still had his hand on my shoulder, making sure I didn't warn the women.

With not much choice at the moment I looked back down towards the women to check them out. I was getting a good eye full of my mom. Being 38 years old, I knew she was proud of her well-kept figure and her outfits reflected that. Her curves were in all the right places. 

Now seeing her in the buff made her look even more awesome. As I looked her brown shoulder length hair was wet. I moved my eyes down to her boobs. They weren't small or large. They did sag down her chest but as she moved they would bounce. Her nipples were hard which made her areolas look large. 

I continued to move my eyes down her body as she was facing us for the moment. I could tell she kept her pussy trimmed. She then moved around to face the other women still in the water and her ass was nice and round. It looked as if the working out she did kept it very firm. She then jumped back into the water. 

I was busy watching the women swim and catching their tits bouncing as they played in the water, when out of the corner of my eye I noticed two of the guys ( I think it was Sam and Rich ) crawling down to where the women had left their clothes and bags. 

They grabbed all of their clothes, shoes and bags and then moved slowly back to where we were hiding. After they got back the guys started going through their bags. One of the guys pulled out their wallets and started going through all of their stuff. He pulled out their driver's licenses and started to copy down some information from them into a note book he had. 

One guy grabbed the bras and panties out of their bags, laughing as he held them up so that everyone could see them. He then put them into one of the back packs they had brought with them.

Then one of them found their cells phones and he took out their sim cards. Then went into his back pack and pulled out a small device and put one sim card into it. I asked Jake "What are they doing?"

"Rich wrote down their home addresses from the driver licenses and Josh is going to keep their bras and panties as souvenirs. Sean is making a copy of their sim cards; never know it could come in handy."

When they were done going through their bags, they put everything back into them including all of their clothes and shoes. 

I went back to watching the women. Mary then got out of the water and headed over to where she thought their clothes were. Then I heard her scream "Someone took our clothes!!" 

The other two women got out of the water and Mom yelled out "Ok, Larry you guys can come out now!!" Mom was thinking it was Dad and my uncles playing games with them.

Then Jake said with a grin. "It's time for us to go down there and have some fun with them. I think it's better for you Bill to stay here for now. Dave will keep you company." 

"What are you planning on doing?"

"Just mess with them and then we'll give them their stuff back."

Mom and my two aunts were all yelling "Ok guys, you had your fun now come on out."

Just then Kate noticed the guys coming into the clearing "It's not Mike and the guys... it's a group of young men."

Mary and mom looked over to where Kate was looking and they tried covering up their bodies. 

Jake seeing this started laughing, "Look guys what we have found out here in the middle of nowhere."

"Wow, three naked women!" someone yelled out.

Jake was still laughing "I told you guys there were women around here. I just didn't know they would be already in the nude for us."

Mom now had fear on her face "You guys can just turn around and walk back to where you came from."

Jake spoke "Well, why don't we just turn our backs and you can get dressed."

"It seems as if someone has taken all of our clothes." Mary said.

"Hmm, wonder if it was you guys." added Kate

Jake replied, "Well I'm not sure if we have your clothes. We did find some back into the woods. Looked as if some animals had pulled them int there."

Mom looking at Jake "Why don't you guys be gentlemen and go get them for us." 

"I don't think we want to do that without getting a good look at what we've found."

"Asshole!!" Mary yelled out.

"Name calling is just going to make it worse. All we wanted was a good look. Now I'm thinking you need to let us get a good look plus some kind of show."

"Go fuck yourself!" Kate said with a mean voice.

"Look ladies guess we'll just stand here and watch you. If you want to leave, go, we won't stop you." Bob added.

With a concerned voice my mom said,"You know we cannot walk out of here without tearing up our feet."

Jake now with a no nonsense tone said, "Look you three old bitches put down your arms and let us get a good look and then you're going to bounce your boobs for us. Then maybe we will help you find your clothes."

Mom looked at the other two women and she slowly moved her hand down to her side. The other two then joined her.

"Good, now stand side by side and let us get a good look." Jake added

The women all moved until they were side by side. "DAMN!! For older women you sure do have a nice set of tits!" Said one of the guys.

You could barely hear the women but softly they each said "Thank you." 

Then the guys moved a little closer to the women so they could see them better.

Jake was getting back in control of things and said in a rough voice "Ok ladies slowly turn around." 

The women slowly tuned as the guys all clapped and yelled their approval of what they were seeing.

I was now able to get a good look at my aunts. Mary was younger then my mom by a few years. She had the same color hair as her sister but it was longer. 

She kept it in a ponytail most of the time. Her tits were firmer then moms and still pointed out and up. She also had large nipples but her areolas were smaller and pinker. Her pussy was shaved and you could see her cunt lips. She also had a firm ass. 

Aunt Kate was the youngest of the group. She had black hair which was shoulder length. She had the largest rack of the three; they bounced whenever she moved. They had just a little bit of a slope and her nipples were hard and they stuck straight out. 

She had very large dark brown areolas. She also had a shaved cunt. Her ass was bigger than the other two but still looked sexy as hell.

When the women were done turning around, Jake smiled and said "I'm going to ask you three two questions just to see how honest you are. First question: Tell me your home address? The second question is what is your cell phone number?" 

He then walked up to Mom first and waited for her answer. Then he walked over to Mary and lastly Kate.

After hearing their answers Jake looked back at Rich. Rich looked at a piece of paper he had in his hand "All three of them just lied to you Jake."

Jake still with a commanding voice shouted, "Well, well, well looks like we have three mature ladies who think they can tell us lies and use ugly words towards us. I think you now need to give us a show by putting your hands under your boobs and playing with them. Bounce them around for us until I tell you to stop."

Kate looking at Jake "You're kidding, right?"

Jake looking mad and with a mean look on his face looked right at Kate and then at each of the other two women "You three don't think you should give us a show for being untruthful and using ugly words towards us. I guess you really don't want our help. Ok guys let's move on."

Mom spoke up "No, no wait." Then looking at the other two she said "Look if they leave us here, we're stuck until Larry and them come looking for us. Let's get this over with."

Mary looked at Kate then Mom "Ok," Kate just shook her head in agreement.

Mom now looked at Jake and said with a submissive voice, "Ok, we will do it." 

Jake smiled and stated with a voice of control "I'm glad to see you're done wasting our time. Now put them hands under your boobs and let's see if you can convince us to help you."

So Mom and my aunts started to play with and bounce their tits. Dave was making sure he got it all on film. I didn't understand why but I was enjoying watching my aunts and mom being controlled by Jake. I also noticed Jake was slowly calling them names and getting more dominant with them. 

I never thought of my mom or aunts as being submissive. They always seemed to be the ones in control and demanding of other people. I started to wonder if he was going to end it after the show or there was something coming next.

I heard Jake yell "Look you three cunts better start making them boobs move faster, you're starting to piss me off with your lack of enthusiasm." With that the women started to really bounce their tits faster. "That's more like it!" Jake yelled.

After a few minutes Jake said, "You three whores can stop now."

Mom speaking softly "We are not whores, please don't call us that."

Jake just smiled and didn't reply back. The women were now just standing there and Mary spoke up, "How about helping us find our clothes?"

"What I was thinking since we've seen you in your birthday suits that we should let you see all of us." With that Jake pulled off his top and he was ripped, covered in muscles. I could tell the women were now looking at him. 

He then slowly started to pull his swim trunks off. As it came down his semi hard cock popped right on out and just bounced up and down. It was very large, must have been over 9 inches and very fat. The women could not take their eyes off of it. 

The other guys took off their clothes also but the women just kept looking at Jake's cock. Then Bob and Sam stood next to Jake. That is when the women noticed that they also had very large Johnsons. I'm not sure who's was largest, they were close. The rest of the group wasn't as big but they were larger than average. 

No one said anything for a while. The women just kept glaring at the three monster cocks, every once in a while glancing over to look at the others. Dave was still filming the scene taking place near the water hole. 

Again Jake with a no nonsense tone said, "I think you like what you see. You like the sight of our big cocks and I'm betting you want to see them closer. Maybe even touch them." As he looked at the three women he began to rub his cock and move toward them.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Mom yelled at him. 

With a serious voice Jake added "Since your the only women around here this week, my friends and I would like a little action."

"Fuck you!" Mary shouted back. 

"Now that just isn't friendly, Bitch!' Jake shouted back as he continued to move towards them.

Then Kate yelled "That's close enough!"

He didn't answer her and just kept moving closer to mom. She put her hand out to push him away but he grabbed her hand and put it on his cock. 

With a dominant voice he said "Go ahead you can touch it. You know you want to, so go on and play with it." 

My two aunts were looking at Jake's cock in my mom's hand as she submissively started to move it up and down his long staff. She couldn't keep her eyes off his cock as she moved her hand. 

Jake waved his hand and Bob moved over to Mary, while Sam moved over to Kate. By the time Kate and Mary had noticed them, they had grabbed one of their hands and were putting them on their large dicks.




Skinny Dipping



Now all three women were moving their hands up and down a cock. Jake then put his hand on Mom's shoulder and slowly pushed her down to her knees. Mom with a hand still on his cock was now looking right at it. 

With voice of control "Go ahead you can kiss and lick it." Submissively my Mom moved her head and started to kiss and then lick his cock. 

Jake softly spoke to her now. "Good girl now put it into your mouth. You know what to do now." 

Mom then opened her mouth and slowly tried to put that large staff into her mouth. As it slowly went in she started sucking on it. Jake then moved his hand behind her head and start pushing his cock more into her mouth. 

As I looked over to my aunts they were now both giving blowjobs also. You could tell Bob and Sam were being a lot rougher with them then Jake was being with Mom. 

Bob had a hand full of Mary's hair and was pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. Sam had his hands on the side of Kate's head and looked more like he was face fucking here although neither one of them were putting their whole staff into their mouths. 

My cock was now hard as a rock as I watched my aunts and mom give these three studs a blow job. 

So far the three guys had been moving slowly, but steady in taking control of the women. I was surprised at how submissive they had become. I was now wondering what else Jake was planning for these three women. 

I continue to watch my mother suck on Jake's cock. Even though she is my mother I couldn't help but get excited while watching her lips slide up and down his cock. 

Then I noticed one of her hands was moving its way to her pussy and she began to rub herself. Even from my location I could hear the slurping sounds the women were making. 

As mom was taking a deep breath, Jake slid his cock down her throat as far as she could and started groaning "Ummmm" around his cock. 

She was now picking up her pace. "Oh... fuck... bitch... suck it!" Jake shouted. 

Jake then grabbed her head with both hands and began ramming his cock in and out of her mouth. He was moving her head so roughly she gagged a little. 

"Fuck... shit...Oh... my fucking god! I'm cumming" he shouted. 

Mom looked a little surprise as the first jet of cum filled her mouth. She was swallowing as fast as she could trying not to gag. She did choke a little and Jake pulled his cock from her mouth.

"Fuck... oh... fuck... " Jake moaned as he blasted cum across her nose and mouth.

"Well, how was she?" Rich asked.

Jake smiles "Best I've had up here." All the guys laughed from that statement. 

Jake grabbed my Mom's hair and pulled her off his long rod and pushed her so that she was now on all fours. Her ass was facing him and her weight was being supported by her knees and arms. 

Mom now realized that she was in a vulnerable position and with a concerned voice said "What do you think you are doing? I'm married! I don't think ... "

It was too late! Before she could move away, or complete her objection, he had already positioned his large stiff cock near her pussy. He was gripping her waist above her hips to hold her in place. He then slammed his rod deep into her wet pussy all the way. 

The brute forceful entry must have felt good to mom, despite her previous objection. She sighed with what sounded like pleasure. I'm guessing she actually liked the fast, rough entry. 

Jake began to jackhammer his cock into my mom, taking her as a man should.

Again with a concerned voice mom said "Jake ...please no ...I'm married... I don't want" Then the tone of her voice changed, it went from one of objection to more like a soft moan "Oh ... yes, yes. Oh it feels good ..."

Jake now had a big smirk on his face; he knew he now had total control over her. Mom was actually enjoying herself.

Then, surprisingly to me, she began to get very vocal and nasty. "Yes ... Fuck me ... Do me harder ... Yes ... yes ... AAAaaahhhhh!" She then had a large orgasm. This was getting interesting. I took out my own cock and started jacking off to what I was watching.

She continued yelling "Oh! ... Fuck me!! Come on Fuck me stud!! ... Take my pussy ...come and make me yours!!"

Jake stopped fucking her, he pulled all the way out of her cunt. Mom start going crazy looking back at him "You bastard, don't stop!"

Jake pulled his arm back and slapped her ass hard a few times. Mom yelped. "What was that for?"

He looked at her and with a very dominant voice "listen up bitch. If you want me to finish getting you off you need to understand this. You're now my slut to do what I want with. You're going to fuck me and whoever I tell you without question. Understand!!"

Mom still desperate for him to finish her off replied. "Yes, whatever you want, just fuck me!"

I looked over to see Dave was still filming and had recorded everything. Under any other circumstances I'm not sure if she would have agreed so easily, but then she and my aunts did consent to all of this. 

At least I didn't see them putting much of a fight to try and stop it. Maybe a little verbal arguing, but I didn't think they really meant no. 

Dave now was swinging the camera over to where Bob was having basically the same conversation with Mary. She was also agreeing to do whatever he wanted. 

Dave was busy because he then had to move the camera over to where Kate was also agreeing to Sam's demands. He made sure he had all three women agreeing to be their sluts. 

I wasn't sure what the guys plans were for mom or my aunts but I think the three women were going to be very busy for the rest of our vacation.

Dave looked at me "Ok it's time to join the party or you can stay there."

I just got up and out of our hiding place and followed Dave down to the water hole. I could see all three guys were now fucking the mature women with no mercy. 

As we got close Dave yelled "Hey, I see you found some wild game out here in the woods."

Jake looked at us "It's about time you showed up."

Jake slowly turned my mom towards me she had her eyes closed and didn't notice me. 

He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up but she kept her eyes closed. Jake with his free hand started squeezing one of her tits roughly.

"Unnghhhhh...yes, yes! " mom was groaning as if she was enjoying herself..

Dave laughing, continue, "Well I was taking pictures of some of the wild life around here and I found Bill up by the road and he walked out here with me."

From hearing that mom opened her eyes and starred right at me. She was on all fours totally naked in front me while some strange man was fucking her and groping her tits. 

"Ummmm... oh... shit... " she moaned as she arched her back. 

"See that Bill. This whore loves what I'm doing." Jake yelled at me as he continue fucking her. "Look over at your Aunts their loving what is happening to them also."

Then Jake shouts out "Goddamn this whore can fuck!!"

As my mom and aunts realized I was there they jumped up and tried to conceal themselves. Jake and the other guys started laughing.

Jake said with a commanding voice, "Listen sluts! If you ever want us to fuck you again stop covering yourselves."

The three women stopped and lowered their arms to the side of their bodies. All three were looking at me now as I was getting a close look at their sexy bodies. Mom spoke first "I'm not sure how much you saw but you can't tell anyone about this."

I tried to have a surprised look on my face "I've seen enough and I wouldn't believe it without seeing it. I think with a little convincing you might be able to persuade me to keep my mouth shut."

"I'm so sorry baby, but..." was all she could get out.

As Jake jumped in "Right now ladies you need to take care of the rest of the guys. You two can talk about your issues later."

With that Dave scrambled over to Mom. He was already naked and was sporting a fat cock. He pounced on her like a horny tiger. He then buried his face in her boobs and began to suck hard on one nipple and pull on the other. 

Sean went over and took Mary while Josh, and Rich went over to Kate. These guys played much rougher with the ladies' boobs. They pulled, twisted and were sucking very hard on them. 

I mainly was watching Dave with my Mom. As he punished her tits she continued to look into Jake's face. I'm sure she was thinking of him instead of Dave. Jake started to walk out of her sight. 

"Where are you going baby?" mom asked, looking over Dave's back. "Please stay where I can see you." 

"Don't worry bitch. I'll be right back," Jake replied smiling. Then looking over at me "See the power I have over her, she doesn't want me to be out of her sight."

All I could do was watch Dave bite and pull on her boobs. After a few minutes Dave told her to get on her hands and knees. 

He mounted her from behind and started screwing her. He was calling her names while fucking her. 

Dave now looking me straight into my eyes laughed "Your mom is one hell of a slut buddy."

I didn't answer him. 

I then notice Bob was now filming all the action. I'm not sure when Dave handed him the camera but these guys were making sure everything was being caught on film.

Looking back at my mom I heard Dave talking to her "Damn your pussy is good bitch." 

He was fucking her slowly at first but gradually built up speed until he was practically pile driving into her pussy. Then looking at me he said "Why don't you join on in?"

I took my clothes off and stepped up to my mom and tried pushing my cock in her mouth. She turned her head away, so I grabbed a handful of her hair and forced my cock between her lips.

"Good girl, if you're going to fuck everyone else you better give me a good blowjob!" I yelled. "There you go that feels great." 

Here I was getting a blowjob from my sexy mom and it was feeling great. 

I wanted my cock deeper into her mouth so I put a hand on the top of her head and started pushing her up and down on my dick. I was now face fucking her.

Now there were two of us sliding our cocks into my pretty Mom. After about ten minutes I was about to cum and I had no intentions of pulling out of her mouth. 

Mom noticed I was getting ready and tried to push me out of her mouth, but I held her by the back of her head and continued to fuck her mouth. I shot my load into her mouth. I could hear her cough and choke from the fluid filling her mouth. 

At the same time, Dave starting to have an orgasm. With a loud groan, he pulled his cock from her and dumped a full load on her back. 

We both got up and my mom just laid there with cum on her back and dripping out the side of her mouth. As I looked down at her I smiled and said "It's my turn to fuck you." 

She was on her back now and I pulled her legs apart as I grabbed my cock in my right hand and pushed it between her pussy lips. I wasn't going to waste time. 

As I was pushing my rod into her I heard her softly cried out "this is wrong, stop, please stop."

She was loose and slippery from all the fucking she had already been doing. So with ease I sunk my whole cock into her. She started wiggling back and forth.

"NO Nooo, Oh, NOOOOO!" She was shouting her objections. 

She then started thrashing her body from side to side, causing her jugs to bobble and shake and roll. Seeing them like that, combined with the wonderful feel of my cock sliding in and out of her pussy was amazing. 

"Ohh! Nooouuuu!" she cried still objecting. I just started thrusting harder into her. 

As I got into a good hard rhythm she finally stopped objecting and she started to whimper each time I thrust into her. Her legs tightened around me.

"Ooooh, oooooh!" she moan which caused me to thrust harder into her. She was now moving her hips in rhythm with mine. 

I could feel her cunt muscles contracting around my cock. I then started squeezing her tits and tugging on her nipples. 

My mom started to cry out and grunting. "Ugh, Uhg, Oohhh! Don't stop! Uh! I'm, Urrgh! Cumming!!"

She was thrashing madly and clamped her thighs around me like a vise. As I now shot a load of cum into mom's pussy. It seemed to send her into more waves of screaming and thrashing.

When I finally pulled my cock out of her cunt. She looked up at me and just smiled. 

Jake now walked back up to her and she focused her eyes on him. 

He slapped her ass "I'm back did you miss me slut?"

"Yes fuck me hard." was all she said.

He position her on her hands and knees and then mounted her from behind and started screwing her again. 

He would stop every couple of strokes and pull all the way out. Then drive it hard all the way in again. You could see her pussy gripping his shaft as he pushed in and out. She was now screaming loudly begging for more cock.

Then he stopped moving and slapped her ass hard, he pulled her hair and leaned down and whispered into her ear. 

She nodded and started doing all the work. She was rocking back on him to capture his entire length. 

He decided to tease her and pulled out of her. She didn't like that, "Please don't tease me. I need your cock in me."

"What do you want bitch?"

"Fuck me. Please fuck me. Fuck my nasty cunt. Fuck it good." she begged.

He then slammed his cock in again and again. He now was leaning forward on her back and reached around to play with her tits. 

He was squeezing them, pulled hard on her nipples. He even slapped them a few times. This rough treatment was making her hotter.

Mom with a submissive voice said "Ohhh don't stop keep playing with my tits it feels so good. You're making me feel so good. Please don't stop fucking me. You're making me cum again. Oh God."

As they fucked Jake continued relentlessly attacking her tits. Her nipples were now standing out like pencil erasers. Jake kept thrusting into her with no mercy. 

Mom was now panting and moaning loudly "Oh shit... fuuuuckkkkk... " 

"Tell me how bad you want it bitch." Jake hissed at her.

She didn't say anything. 

"C'mon you old bitch, tell me how bad you want me to fuck you!!" Jake yelled as he slowed his pace.

With a very submissive voice mom replied "Fuck me... please fuck me... " 

"What was that whore? Speak up." Jake demanded 

"Please... ooohhhhhhhhhh... fuck me... " She submissively groaned a lot louder. 

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" Tim shouted as he thrust his cock hard into her pussy.

"OOOHHHHHH... PLEASE FUCK ME!! FUCK ME WITH YOUR BIG FUCKING COCK!!" she screamed this time. 

He was now giving her everything he had. They went at it like this for a long time. She had three orgasms and her stomach was now flat on the ground. 

When it seemed like this would never end, Jake finally came into her cunt and finished her off with a few mercy strokes.

He then moved to her head "Open your mouth whore."

She opened her mouth wide to receive his cock. He pushed it into her mouth so the final drops would go into it. He took his softening cock and squeezed it, pushing the remaining cum into her open mouth.

"That's a good slut; clean up the mess you made on my cock. That's it good girl." She cleaned up his cock with her mouth. 

As I look around to my aunts they were enjoying themselves also. 

Jake came up to me "Listen you may not understand what I'm telling you but these three bitches are now our sluts. They will do whatever we want."

I just looked at him then back at my aunts and mom. He was right they seemed to be addicted to these guys and were now their sluts. 

My mom and aunts were willingly letting these guys take turns fucking them. Including me, before the day was over I fucked all three women. 

When everyone was done fucking the women, Jake commanded, "Ok, Ladies come over here to me." 

The three women move over to where Jake was standing. Some of the guys moved behind Jake and Dave had the camera and was back to filming.

Jake was now looking the women up and down and still with a commanding voice asked "Did you enjoy yourselves today as much as we did?"

My aunts and mom looked over at me it looked as if they didn't want to say anything in front of me. 

Jake then yelled "I'm waiting for your answer cunts!"

Kate's eyes left me and he looked at Jake "I think I can talk for all of us and say yes we did enjoy ourselves." My mom and Aunt Mary just spook their heads in agreement.

Jake then continue "Since your the only bitches around here your going to make sure our stay here enjoyable. Since you've enjoyed yourselves so much we're going be fucking you all week."

My mom said submissively "But we can't, our husbands are here."

Jake then informed them what would happen if they didn't do what he wanted. He would make sure word of what happened today got back to their hometown. 

He explained how easy it would be since they had all of their information from their drivers license and cell phones. Jake even told them that they will be visiting them from time to time.

Mom looked over at the other women and with a knowing nod they knew these guys had them, especially when accusations could be made about them enjoying themselves, which they did. She then spoke "Ok, but you will have to work with us so we can make sure we can get away."

Jake and the guys left and I was there with the women. I went into the woods and got their clothes and stuff. 

Even though I had to listen to them curse all the way back about their bras and panties missing. I enjoyed watching their boobs bounce with each step they took. 

As we walked back to the cabin I did promise that I wouldn't tell anyone about what happen today. 

For the rest of the vacation I was busy helping my dad and uncles work on the cabin. 

Mom and my aunts would disappear for hours at a time. I knew they were getting fucked by the guys. 

That was one hell of a vacation. I even received a copy of the tape Dave filmed.