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The Double D

By: hiltonalbert



Disclaimer:

The usual warnings apply. This is an adult story, about an adult topic, written for adults. If you are too young or prefer not to read this type of material, then don't. This story contains material of an explicit nature about the relationship between people. It is not for children. The author does not advocate, encourage or promote real world practice of the acts depicted within, especially those which pertain to non-consensual or unprotected sex.

Now if you have gotten past the warning, join me as I pull another fantasy out of that dark place in the back of my mind where I keep all my fantasies.



**** Phone Call

"Ring, ring" ... "Ring, ring"

Having broken my concentration, I answered the phone: "Hello this is Al; you're on the company's dime."

The voice from the other end was unfamiliar.

"Ahhhh, hello Al, this is Amanda Lawson from church. My daughter Wendy has done some baby sitting for you and your wife on a few occasions. Is this a bad time?"

"Hello Mrs. Lawson, no I'm not busy, what can I do for you?"

"Please, call me Amanda: Mrs. Lawson is too formal. Well, I have a request of you, but I need to talk to you in person. Can we get lunch together sometime?"

"Well Amanda, the rest of my week is booked, so unless we get together today, it'll have to wait until next week."

"Today is fine. How about 12:30?"

"Well 12:30 is fine. Could you meet me at the Bread Co. in the valley?"

"Yes, I know the place. I'll meet you there at 12:30. See you then and thanks," and then the line was dead. The rest of my morning proceeded very quickly, and before I knew it was lunchtime.

I met Amanda at the Bread Co. She said that she wanted to buy my meal since it was her invitation that we meet. So I ordered my meal and let her pay for both. We located an out-of-the-way location to eat and talk. After a few minutes of superficial conversion she finally got the nerve to explain her request.

"Al, let me start with a story. This is a very strange story, but it's true, and please let me finish before you interrupt. Can you please do that?"

"Okay, I'll try."

"From the story told to me by my great-grandmother, it started in the early 1900's. Having only learned how to make love on her wedding day, a mother of one of my ancestors decided her daughter should be taught about making love differently. So she found a willing man to teach her daughter about the subject in a very unique manner. It worked so well that this unique sexual training process has continued in my family for generations and now it's time for my daughter Wendy to be taught. This training technique has been given a name in my family called 'Débutante Depucelate' or 'The Double D'. Over the many generations a set of rules and criteria was developed to help the daughter select their teacher. Wendy has selected your as her first choice."

I stared at Amanda with my month open in shock, my mind spinning. After a few seconds, I asked, "What are you asking?"

Amanda looked me straight in the eyes, and without batting an eyelash she said very quietly and calmly, "I want you to fuck Wendy." And then she sat back with a grin on her face, because she knew exactly what was coming next.

"What the fuck! You want ME to fuck your daughter!" I said more loudly then I should have.

"Shhhh, someone might hear you." she whispered. "Let me put it correctly. Wendy wants you to make love to her, and you have my blessing to do so if you wish."

"Why me? What do you mean 'criteria'?"

"Well, over the years the criteria has manifested into the following: 'Happily married for at least eight years, never divorced, and with at least two children, and to be selected by the initiate, And you dear man meet those standards. Also you must agree to the following: to be kind, gentle, and understanding during this process. In essence, to be a perfect gentleman, before, during, and after the process. All parties must agree to no other intimate contact before or after the process, especially after. This does not mean never to see each other again, but no further sexual contact. This only reason for this sexual encounter between you and Wendy is to provide her with sexual knowledge not normally achieved until she is married. It will provide her with the knowledge of the pleasures to be derived from a monogamous long-term relationship with a husband. So are you up to the task, or does Wendy need to select someone else?"

I was hooked. "Okay, I'll do it. Is there a set way to get 'it' done?"

"No, there's no set way. For my encounter, Dave took me to a hotel for a night. And for one of my sisters, her encounter lasted a couple of nights. We just need to find a date after her 18th birthday and just before her period starts. We can't spoil her night with her period now can we?" Amanda winked.

"A couple of nights; that sounds more my style. I can be very romantic if I'm not rushed. What about, ah, protection?"

"Romance is what Wendy needs: my session was wonderful, but my sister seemed in cloud nine after she got back from her session. Let's go for quality, so more time is good. I want this to be very special for Wendy like it should. As to protection, there will be none used. That's the reason to pick a time just before Wendy's period, she should be infertile. In the many encounters setup by my family there has only been one known conception. Just to let you know, if that did occur between you and Wendy, Wendy and I are prepared to raise the child without bothering you. We would protect your marriage at all costs. You already have a wife and children and you don't need other complications. So are you still willing?"

"Amanda, you have your man, and we know it most likely will be a weekend. So when is Wendy's birthday?"

"May 10."

"So in about two weeks."

"Yes."

"Okay I'll go check my calendar and prepare my wife for one of my 'hiking trips'. Do you want to call me with some possible dates?"

"No, I would like to meet again for lunch next week, and bring Wendy along just to be sure she is good with everything. She'll know more about 'clean' dates, and the more time you both spent with each other the better it will go later."

"Okay, what about Tuesday next week?" 

"That's good for me. See you here at 12:30, next Tuesday," and with that, Amanda left.

**** Lunch Meeting

Well to say the least, I was a tad distracted for the next six days. But I muddled though it until lunchtime Tuesday when I met Amanda and Wendy.

Now during my previous meeting with Amanda, I hadn't noticed much about her appearance. But with sex firmly planted in my brain I took a very close look at both women. Both mother and daughter were the same height, about 5 feet 9 inches tall, but after that they were almost completely different.

Amanda is beautiful in a plain sort of way. Short brown hair, beautiful face and smile, brown eyes, normal figure, nice breasts and butt, shapely legs. She looked like she took the time to work out but not too much.

As to Wendy, damn I nearly dropped a nut, long blond hair, piercing blue eyes, face and smile of an angel. Wide hips just right for making babies. Ass, oh so fine, not too large and not too small and it looked very firm. Beautifully sculptured legs. Her Catholic school uniform did very little to hide her very gorgeous breasts, my guess 38C.

"Hello, Amanda and Wendy. Oh, and may I wish you an early happy birthday." 

"Hello, Al," said Amanda.

"Hello, Mr. Hilton," blushed Wendy, looking at the ground.

As I reached forward and gently raised Wendy's chin with my fingertips. I looked into her beautiful blue eyes and said, "Wendy, no more Mr. Hilton between us, ever. It will be Al to you, okay?"

"Okay," she said demurely, licking her seductive lips. It took a lot of effort not to kiss her right there and then, but I knew I should wait for later.

"Al, Wendy and I have come up with a date that might work. What about the upcoming Memorial Day weekend? Wendy and I will meet you here on Friday at noon and then return back here Sunday at noon."

I though over the date, and then said, "Amanda would you and Wendy mind if we extend it one more day? What if I bring her back here Monday at noon?" I noticed Wendy puzzled expression, and added, "I'd like to take Wendy to Branson over that weekend. There are many things to do and see there. I want it to be a special time for Wendy." Wendy's expression brightened, but her mother's deepened.

They started whispering between each other, and after a few minutes I added. "Amanda, I make you this promise: Wendy will be in complete control during the weekend. If she wants to come home sooner, she can. If she doesn't want to go to Branson, she doesn't have to. And we'll spend the first night here in a hotel room. Then if she wants, we'll go to Branson the next morning. She'll be in total control."

After that comment, Amanda looked at me and said, "Okay, Monday at noon is fine." Wendy looked at me and smiled for the first time, I started to squirm in my seat now, looking at that gorgeous creature.

"About the hotel, during the weekend, how do I introduce Wendy? As a daughter, a co-worker, a friend?" I asked.

Smiling, Amanda answered, "Well I did forget to tell you about that: you and Wendy will be newly weds. That the way it's been handled for many years. You do get strange looks, some smirks, but it takes care of many questions."

"Amanda, what do you think about getting together again in about a week to do some shopping? I'd like to buy Wendy some nice clothing just for this occasion."

Amanda and Wendy both brightened up and looked at each other, and both said "Yes!" together. (Boy am I a dog, just get to a woman's heart though my wallet.) So we agreed to meet on Wednesday of the next week at noon at the mall. Amanda and I then exchanged some contact information and I then left knowing it was going to be another long week.

**** Shopping Trip

At noon the following Wednesday, I met Amanda and Wendy at the mall. I wished Wendy a late 18th birthday and presented her with a birthday card. We then discussed what clothing was needed for the upcoming weekend, and we concluded that Wendy would arrive with nothing and wear what we bought her today. So we needed enough clothing for three days and nights. So off they went shopping, I said they, because I was here only to smile, nod, and pay. But I was enjoying the show.

First was an evening dress (I told them to pick one up for the first evening). They finally chose a blue evening dress that made Wendy's blue eyes pop. It was strapless, (I finally told them strapless), and it really showed Wendy's great figure. It was a little longer then I wanted, (just above the knees) but it was the right dress for that evening. Amanda let Wendy know that they needed to pick up a strapless bra, shoes, and pantyhose to work with the dress. At this point I raised an objection.

I said "NO pantyhose! Thigh highs, garters or stockings, but NO pantyhose! Okay?" They both nodded their agreement but were very surprised about my comment.

Next they selected two skirts, two pairs of shorts, three blouses, and another dress for evenings. They got in a conversation about jeans. I asked "Could Wendy bring a pair since she might some?". They both seemed to agree about that and moved on to the next item, a swimming suit. 

At this point I decided that I needed to do some shopping for the upcoming event, and I was having a hard time just sitting with my boner. So I asked them if I could leave and meet them in the Food Court. They said it was alright. Before I left, I told them to get me after they found Wendy some bras and panties for the upcoming weekend.

I went and purchased a suitcase for our items, toothbrushes, a woman's shaver, toothpaste, antiperspirant, combs, brush, perfume, cologne, and some makeup supplies. I also picked up some special gifts for this occasion. After that, I went to the Food Court to wait for the women. After a little while they both showed up and I let them pack their purchases in the suitcase. Both women noticed the makeup and started scolding me about my selecting it without them around. So I handed over the receipt, and pointed both of them to the store where I purchased the makeup.

After a few minutes they both came back looking like the wind had been knocked out of their sails. Amanda commented that I had done very well without them and she was surprised a man could ask the right questions of the salespeople. We all had a little snack together before tackling the last needed items, shoes.

I'd rather watch paint dry then to shop for shoes, but I needed more time with Wendy. I also hoped to sneak a peek at Wendy's goodies when she was trying on shoes, (not that I needed too, but, hey! I'm a man). We decided that Wendy needed three pairs of shoes. One pair that matched her evening dress, a pair of sneakers, and another pair for dressier times. Well I did enjoy the show, but nothing was reveled during the various shoe changes. Finally, the selections were made and purchased. It was now time to return to everyday life and leave the company of the two beautiful women.

As we were getting ready to leave the mall, Amanda handed me an envelope with some money in it, "This is what Wendy and I saved up for this encounter. It should help defray some of the cost but we didn't count on all of the extras."

I thanked Amanda for the money and I told her I would meet them at Bread Co. in nine days. I then pulled Wendy aside and whispered into her ear, "You are a beautiful woman and I am looking forward to our weekend together." And then gave her a peck on the cheek and turned around and left. But before I had gone too far, Wendy yelled to me and as I was turning around, I was almost knocked to the ground by her. She then gave me a deep and passionate kiss and I felt her full breasts pressing against my chest. Then she turned around, grabbed her surprised mother's hand and pulled her out the door.

Me, I just stood there, with the same surprised look as her mother. I now knew it was going to be a very long nine days.

******** Friday

**** Exchange - Lunch together

Eight ... Seven ... Six ... Five ... Four ... Three ... Two ... One ... ZERO. Nine long days later, at noon, I met Amanda and Wendy at Bread Co. I presented Amanda with a dozen deep pink roses and I gave Wendy a dozen white roses. Amanda gave me a hug, while Wendy just shrugged her shoulders and said "Thank you," very softly. I figured she was very nervous about what was to occur shortly but I knew that was part of my task today. I needed to proceed very slowly, to allow Wendy to over come her fears and enjoy what was to happen between us.

Wendy was again dressed in her Catholic school uniform, while her mother wore a casual navy blue business outfit. We all ordered something to eat and this time I took care of the check. Lunch was fairly quiet and Wendy did not eat very much, so I decided that I needed to calm down Wendy's nerves.

"Amanda, tell me something that Wendy did when she was younger, that she wouldn't want me to know?" I asked.

"Hmmm, let's see. Oh yes, there was a time her imaginary friend bit the dog."

"Mom, don't," whispered Wendy, blushing a bit.

"Please, tell." I said.

"Okay, she was about six-years-old at the time, and we had just gotten the dog, Brandy. It was around dinner time and the house was busy, and no one was paying attention to Wendy, but it seems everyone was paying attention to the dog. Well the next thing we knew, the dog let out a blood curling yelp. We checked to find the dog under the bed in Wendy's room, with Wendy just staring out her bedroom window. We asked Wendy what happened and she said that Pam had bitten the dog. We asked her who Pam was, and she said Pam was her invisible friend sitting on the bed. Of course there was no Pam and Wendy got into a mess of trouble that night. Later she and Brandy became the best of friends."

"Wendy, what's your favorite moment and why?" I asked.

Wendy answered with something unimportant and then I asked Amanda something about Wendy again. I did this a number of times, switching the questions between mother and daughter. After a while I noticed Wendy start to relax, smile, and eat a little more.

After everyone was finished eating, Amanda said she needed to do one more thing before Wendy and I left for the weekend. She suggested that we go outside and find a quiet place to say goodbye. We found a spot across the street under a grove of trees. At this point Amanda told us that there was a symbolic ceremony that the mother performed before the couple left for their encounter.

Amanda held up two rings and then she read the following:

"By my giving this first ring to Wendy, I, Amanda Lawson, give my blessing to her to participate in the 'Débutante Depucelate'." At which point she put the ring on Wendy's left ring finger. She then gave me the second ring, and told me to repeat after her.

"By my giving this ring to Wendy Lawson, I, Al Hilton, understand the terms of 'The Double D.' and I will not have any other future expectations from her." I slipped the ring on her finger, right beside the first one.

"Wendy, the wearing of these rings, shows that you have consented to 'The Double D.' You agree that you have no future expectations from Al after 'The Double D'."

"Al, these rings symbolizes that Wendy gives her body to you for both of your pleasures. They also symbolize your commitment to Wendy's training."

Amanda then said to both of us, "Now go and enjoy 'The Double D,' I will see you both back here Monday at noon." And with tears in her eyes she turned and quickly left, leaving Wendy and me to start 'The Double D.'

I led Wendy over to my van and opened the door for her to enter. As she got seated in the van, I could see she was very nervous. Walking over to my door I tried to think of ways to calm her down. As we drove together to the hotel, I put on some relaxing music, and then I whispered to Wendy.

"Lean back, close your eyes, and listen to the music." She did as I asked. "Now take some deep, deep breaths." After a few minutes I continued. "Wendy, for the rest of our time together, I want you to know you are in charge. I have made the plans for us, but if you do not want to do anything that I have planned, we won't do it. If you wish to leave and go home, I will take you. I am not just saying this, I have promised your mother and I really, really, mean it."

I just let her relax for a few more minutes before I continued. "We'll be at the hotel in a few minutes. I've already checked in and dropped our bags off in the room. It's a very pretty room; I think you'll like it." I decided I wasn't helping her situation very much, so I let the music try to soothe her.

After I parked in the hotel's parking lot, I took Wendy's left hand and looked over the two rings. I asked, "Did your mother buy the rings for you?"

Wendy looked at them and said, "No, they belong to the family. I have to give them back to mom after this weekend. She'll pass them on to one of my aunts or cousins."

I then raised her chin so that we both could look in each others eyes and I told her, "They're beautiful, just like you."

I led Wendy to the hotel elevator. In the elevator Wendy asked, "Are you embarrassed of me?"

I looked puzzled and asked, "No, why would I be embarrassed to be seen with a beautiful woman?" 

"Then why did you check-in earlier?"

Grinning, I chuckled my answer, "Your school girl uniform doesn't look too newly-wedded."

She quickly glanced down to take a look. Then she spun around making her skirt billow out and said, "Oh Yeah, I see what you mean."

**** Hotel Room

I slowly led her to our room for the evening, the Honeymoon Suite. I opened the door and I let Wendy enter before I followed her into the very romantic room. Wendy took a look around the suite and then looking at me asked softly, "What's next?"


The Double D Ranch



Jeff Malville drove down the highway, his dirty; beaten up truck weaving in and out of traffic, but he somehow managed to do the speed limit even though he truly did not want to. All he wanted to do at this moment was put the pedal to the metal and haul ass to his destination. His destination being the Double D ranch outside of San Antonio, Texas. Jeff tapped his hand on the steering wheel as he changed lanes and he heard someone honk their horn so he stuck his hand out the window and gave them the finger.

He had never been a very pleasant person and that was probably why he was having trouble with his wife Karen. He had Karen had been married since they were 18 once they had graduated High School; and while they had been happy once upon a time,12 years was a long time to spend with one person and their relationship had become strained. Of course, it could have something to do with the fact that Jeff had gotten caught by his wife fucking her best friend and her sister at the same time. Karen had not been happy, but it wasn't his fault. 

After all, she knew before she married him that he was a ladies man and he liked to ogle women of all ages, sometimes even old women if they had a tight ass. There was nothing he appreciated on a woman more than a nice; tight ass that he could stare at. And his wife had one of the nicest asses he had ever seen on a woman though it did not keep him from looking --- and when she was not looking, touching --- the asses of other women. Then again, it was the reason that he had lost his job at the prestigious law firm he had been fired from six months ago because of his like of women and their assets, being fired because of sexual harassment, but that did not affect him all that much.

An old country song blared from the speakers of his truck and he tapped his finger in time with the beat, loving the song, but he was more paying attention to the road and his new job at the Double D ranch than anything else. Jeff was tall and whipcord lean with short cut dark brown hair that lay flat atop his skull, his crystal blue eyes shining out of his tanned; youthful face. He wore a black t-shirt that fit tightly across his broad shoulders and pushed out his large biceps quite nicely, but it hid his cut six pack of abs underneath. The blue jeans he wore had a hole in his left knee and slung low on his hips, tucked into dirty black cowboy boots that he had had to break in before he came out here using oil and a couple rubber bands.

Jeff had never really been the cowboy type, but with his history of sexual harassment, there was no other law firm that he could work out because they looked at the record of the attorney from their last job. His record was far from spotless and he knew that he would never be an attorney again so he had started looking for a job that he would make good money without having to do to much. Then, his wife; despite being scorned and cheated on, had found him a job at the Double D ranch. It turned out that the woman that lived on the ranch needed more stable hands to run her ranch and she did not care even if you were an ex-con if you could take care of horses that was good enough for him.

As loathe that he was to admit it, Karen treated him well and he could barely believe that a strong willed woman like her had even stayed with him after finding out that he had a threesome with her best friend and her sister. Then again, there was their daughter Michelle so that could have something to do with it, but he liked to think that he was a great lover with a big 7 inch long thick cock. Whatever the reason for her staying with him, he was happy that she had and he knew that he couldn't have done this without her. 

Pulling off of the interstate, Jeff navigated his way down the dirt road that would lead straight to the ranch and he raised his brow when a large gate came into view. Hung over the gate was the patented Double D that was the ranches name in steel and curving; script letters. He stopped his truck in front of the gate and he looked beyond to the ranch house which sprawled for more than a mile. There were other buildings flanking the ranch house, but he had no idea what they were for though he was sure that he would learn soon once he started working there. 

There was an intercom system next to the gate so he got out of the truck and he walked across the dirt floor to the intercom. His boots threw up red dirt and dusted the cuffs of his worn; well washed blue jeans, but he took no notice of that. He was not the type that cared when he got dirty; and in fact, he rather liked to get dirty; it told him that he was doing good hard work. Stopping in front of the intercom, Jeff pushed the button; and hearing the buzz, he sat back and waited for someone to answer with his thumbs hooked in the loops of his jeans at the front. 

"Yes?" came a soft feminine voice through the intercom as if it didn't know that there was a new worker there and maybe whoever it was on the other end didn't know that fact. After all, this was a rather big ranch and not every worker would know what the boss was doing. However, as he listened to the sensual feminine voice, if he thought it were possible to fall in love with a voice he thought that he could've fallen in love with the woman's voice right then and there. 

"Uh, Jeff Maliville. I'm supposed to start work here today?" Jeff said into the intercom, a little uncertain of himself which was knew territory, but he was sure that he would be approved. After all, he WAS an approved worker here and he took sole confidence in that fact as he waited.

The voice did not answer, but he heard a buzzing noise right before the gate slid open without a sound, obviously well taken care of by the handy men that probably lived there. Jeff raised a brow as the gate swung completely open and he wondered what he was suppose to do now. He would just walk right in, but he did not want to seem to be presumptuous. If he was suppose to wait here, he did not want to ruin his first day and come across as an arrogant man who thought he owned the place.

He hated this feeling of helplessness and not knowing what to do. He was a very confident person who had always known what he was doing especially in the courtroom, but here he was standing unsure at the open gate of the Double D ranch. Then, he saw the dust being raised from the ground as a horse slowly cantered towards him, it's rider not quite yet visible. The horse was huge,much taller than he was and black as the night, but that was as far as his knowledge went when it came to horses as he waited to see who was atop the horse. 

The tall horse grew closer; and as the dust began to fade from around the rider, he noticed something very obvious about the rider: it was a woman. A beautiful woman at that. In fact, Jeff could not recall ever meeting a more attractive woman in his life and his cock instantly sprang to life as she swung her leg over the side of the mount. When her booted feet hit the ground, a cloud of dust reigned up around the cuffs of her tight jeans and she turned her face to him, a blank expression there at first before it turned to one of a smile, a dimple appearing in her cheek.

The woman was easily 5'8 and maybe 120 pounds if she was lucky with long blond hair that fell to the middle of her back unrestrained in long waves and glowing jade green eyes that were set in a finely featured; tanned face. The low cut white tank top she wore showed off her 40d tits and showed the nipples that shone through, hard pebbles which meant that she wore no bra underneath. The dirty blue jeans that she wore were obviously well worn over her long legs and clung between her legs, but he could not make out the sign of her mound even if he tried. The black cowboy boots on her feet were dirty and scuffed from hard work, but the black cowboy hat she wore on her nest of blond hair was completely immaculate as if it had just been cleaned. 

The woman looked him up and down, obviously sizing him up, but he was unsure from the look in her eyes what she thought as of yet. So to impress her, Jeff straightened his spine and he put back his shoulders, displaying to her his masculinity in his bulging muscles. She seemed to find his show of maleness amusing because she smiled slightly and a light entered her eyes that he was not sure if he was comfortable with. It was a light that showed superiority and it nearly had him cowed, but he stood strong under her scrutiny.

"You will do quite nicely." the woman said in a light; sensual voice as she slipped her thumbs into the corners of her jean pockets and she cocked one leg off to the side as she looked at him. He had never felt so invaded by someone's stare, but he could not say that he minded the way this woman was looking at him --- like a piece of meat for her to tenderize. "My name is Jesse Mr. Malville and I will be the one who leads you around out here, showing you the ropes per say."

"Well, it's nice to meet you Jesse. I'm much obliged for the job." Jeff said in his thickest Texas drawl he could manage and he saw her smile again, that cute dimple appearing in her cheek. It was his thick drawl that had drawn the women into his bed all these years, the same drawl that had attracted Karen and all other women since.

Feeling quite accomplished at attracting his new boss, he almost missed the blonde woman turning around and walking back to her horse. Before he could say a word, she put one of her feet in the stirrup and she catapulted herself over the side of the horse, her leg swinging over the side before she plopped down in the saddle. She looked like a regular queen in that saddle sitting so high with her shoulders back and her head held high. Then, she picked up the reigns and smiled down at him as her stallion drew it's way abreast to him, stopping right in front of him.

"Well, get in your truck and follow me." Jesse said in her own thick Texas drawl and he felt his cock jump in his jeans, hard as a rock, but he managed to hide it somehow. "I'll get you to work real quick fast and in a hurry." With that, she turned the horse around and she made for a slow trot back towards the ranch house. 

Jeff watched her for a moment, her ass bouncing in that saddle and he licked his lips, his mouth suddenly dry. Damn, this woman was hot! Shaking off his lust for a moment, he turned and walked back to his truck, getting inside. Putting the truck in gear, he pulled it up behind her and he continued to watch her ass bouncing in the saddle as he eased the truck behind her all the way back to the ranch house.

Reaching the ranch house, he parked his truck in front of the large main house with the wraparound porch and he turned the engine off before opening the door. He had just stepped out of the truck when Jesse's booted feet hit the dirt again and he turned to look at her, watching her tits bounce with the impact of landing on her feet. If he had to do a hundred jobs, if he got to work for and ogle this woman all the time he knew that he could do it. Hell, with his skill with women he would probably have her in bed --- or in the hay as it were --- tonight.

"Grab your bags and I'll show you to your room." Jesse said, her voice interrupting his thoughts once more and he nodded his head. Then, he walked around to the back of his truck and he reached inside, taking out the black duffel bag that his wife had packed him. He would need five days worth of changes of clothes since he would be working up here Monday through Friday and would get his time with his wife on the weekends. 

Thank god for little miracles such as that. Karen could be such a bitch sometimes which lead to more fights than loving, but he didn't really give a damn. After all, he would leave the house and drive to the nearest bar. However, he didn't go there to get drunk and his wife knew it. 

Sliding the bags over his shoulder, he locked the doors to his truck and he stepped around to the front. The blonde woman smiled at him, obviously checking out his muscles before she turned and walked through the door into the ranch house. Well, apparently he was going to get to stay in the house instead of some barracks with all the other guys. Maybe she had a thing for him already.

Saying nothing, Jeff followed after her and he ignored the decorations of the ranch house as he made his way through the house right behind her. His eyes were glued directly to her tight ass which filled out the jeans she was wearing quite nicely. Staring at that ass of her's, he missed the look she cast him over her shoulder and the sneer of disgust on her face. They stopped in front of a door and she turned to look at him, her smile lighting up the hall as usual.

"This will be your room. If you just drop your bags in here, I'll show you to where you will be working mostly and what you'll be doing." the blonde woman said with a pleasant smile and he smiled back at her as he entered the room. Noticing the large bed with the red bedspread, he rather liked it and it kinda reminded him of home as he dropped his bag on the foot of the bed.

It was a homey place that he found that he liked quite a bit; and since he would be spending the weeks here working except for the weekend, he guessed that it was good that he was comfortable with the room. Then again, even if he didn't like the room it wouldn't have mattered to her and he could not blame her for such an attitude. After all, he was just another worker and many would come after him. He turned to look at her, but he stopped when he saw her eyes on his ass, staring while she licked her lips and her nipples were quite visible through her top.

Well it would seem that his attributes even worked on professional country women and he grinned secretly. This was going to be fun for him; and as he turned to look at her, she raised her eyes from his ass to his eyes. Jeff was unsure as to what to do now as he hooked his thumbs in the loops of his jeans and he waited for her to speak. Jesse placed her hands on her hips as she leaned to one side, displacing her weight as she looked at him with lust bald in her eyes. 

"You are very fit for the kind of work that I have in mind for you." the cowgirl said in a decidedly final tone as she looked over his shoulders and large arms with what he would've called a lecherous one, but he didn't mind in the least. In fact, he practically preened under the attention that she gave him. "Follow me please and I will explain to you your place here on the Double D ranch."

Jeff nearly missed her words he was staring at her large tits so hard, but she didn't seem to notice or care before she turned around and walked away from him,her boot steps echoing down the wooden halls of the ranch home. He followed after Jesse closely, but he kept far enough back to watch her ass in her jeans and he found himself rock hard at the beautiful sight that was this woman's ass. He didn't see any of the other men that were ranch hands on the Double D as he walked out into the dusty ground and towards another building of which they both entered, their boot steps echoing down the room. There were stalls that were empty which should've held horses, but there was still hay in each of the stalls and he was confused by this greatly.

The Double D was suppose to be a very successful ranch and was toted as a high cash output job, but for some reason it had no horses. It lead him to wonder where their revenue came from and how they stayed afloat during a bad economy such as the one that they were going through. Was there oil on the land somewhere that they sold in deposits to make money? He did not know as of yet, but he would find out soon enough and he would ask the other ranch hands if he had to. 

Jesse stopped at the end of the stables before she opened the stall door and she pulled it open as she turned to look at him. A wide smile turned up the cowgirl's face and he returned her smile as he walked towards the stable. He looked inside to see the horse that he would apparently be training and he expected to see something, but there was nothing inside. Confusion washed over Jeff as his brow furrowed up in confusion and he opened his mouth to ask a question, but before he could,he felt a hand in the middle of his back, pushing him inside.

Jeff went sprawling in the hay in the middle of the stable room, actually falling into it and he sneezed, unable to keep his sinuses under control. Once he had regained his faculties, he got to his knees and he turned around to see Jesse just as she shut the stable door behind her. He heard the sound of the stable door locking and he knew exactly what she was here for now: to have her way with him. Then, she reached up on the wall and took down a long black leather riding crop, slapping it gently against her small palm in a menacing manner.

"What are you doing?" Jeff sputtered, outrage by the daring of this woman and he began to rise to his feet. However, before he could reach his feet, he saw the lash of the riding crop and he felt pain fill his left cheek before he fell to his side, his eyes wide open. He lay there, blinking over and over again, barely able to believe that he'd been attacked by this woman.

What the hell was this? This woman was suppose to be a friend of Karen's and she was attacking him! He would not allow this to happen to him! The man rose up to his knee and he glared at her, his eyes dark with anger as he began to rise up again, but once again he was driven to his side by the strike of the riding crop.

He began to feel his outrage begin to fade and he became a little more pliable, not wanting to be hurt anymore. Jeff looked at the woman that stood over him, licking her lips and glaring down at him with anger filled eyes. Jesse ran the head of the riding crop over his jean clad leg up to his crotch and rubbed over that area which got his blood stirring, desire welling up inside of him almost immediately. He moaned softly as his cock stiffened under his jeans and the leather of the riding crop pressed against the bulge of his erection. 

"Take off your clothes, boy." Jesse demanded in a stern voice and he felt the force behind her words. Her words compelled him to begin stripping, pulling his shirt over his head which exposed his muscular frame and showed her his well muscled abs. Then, he kicked off his boots and he unzipped his jeans,pushing them down his legs, throwing them across the room before he sat there, completely naked before her. 

Jeff felt pride at his form because he knew that he was the epitome of masculinity so he tended to preen when he was naked and this time was no different. He grinned at the blonde; arrogant woman that stood over him, expecting her to be just as impressed as most women were with him, but he saw no gleam of interest in her eyes upon looking upon his cock. Her gaze was clinical and it was obvious from the look in her eyes that she found him lacking in some way though how that could be possible he had no idea. He knew that he was not huge, but he was above average in the size department and most women enjoyed the attention of his manhood.

For some reason, this cowgirl was not as easy to seduce as the city women that he had spent most of his time with and it caused him to shrivel a little in size. However, then an idea occurred to him and he knew that he would have to impress her through sheer will alone. Jeff pushed back his shoulders and he straightened when he looked at her, his cock rock hard and standing up from his thighs, only slightly nestled in dark curls. The cowgirl took her hat off as she hung up the riding crop and she hung her hat upon the rung on the wall before she gripped the hem of her top, pulling her shirt over her head.

Jeff practically drooled at the sight of her big beautiful tits and he licked his lips at the sight of them, the nipples a dark pink and they were stiff with her arousal. Before he could stop himself, the city guy moved from his knees towards her, his hands sliding around her hips as he lowered his mouth to her tits, kissing all around the flesh of them and he licked around the pink nipple before sucking it into his mouth. Jeff moaned at the taste of her nipple in his mouth as he slid his hands down over her ass and gave it a tight squeeze, bringing a moan from both of them. She had an ass like no other woman that he had ever known; and as he relished her ass, he felt her slide her long slender fingers through his hair, pulling him tight against her tits.




The Double D



Groaning she leaned her head back and said, "Please, oh please, fuck me. I want it, now, right here."

I whispered into her ear, "Wendy, love, I want you too, but not yet, and not here. Right now I want to feel your breasts, so please take them out." She then let go of my cock and rolled the front of her dress down enough to free her breasts. I then said, "Now play with yourself." I started playing with her breasts with both hands while I continued my hunching. I watched her stuff a finger up her cunt and the same time start rubbing her clitoris. I continued my ministrations, with my cock hitting the back of her hand that was stuffed in her cunt.

She started grunting, she stuffed another finger into her cunt, and the clitoris rubbing intensified. I started hunching her faster, slapping my pubic bone into her ass. I started tweaking her nipples when I felt her stomach muscles contracting.

She grunted, "Oh, oh, oooooohhhhhh." I felt her whole body tense up, her stomach rippling, her head and chest shaking as she came. The orgasm continued quaking in her body until she dropped both of her arms to her sides. I was left holding her convulsing body in my arms. I became concerned about our surroundings. So I proceeded to pull the dress up over her breasts and arrange them in the dress cups. I stuffed my cock back into my pants, allowing Wendy's dress fall over her ass and pussy. We both struggled over to a bench and relaxed together for a few minutes.

At this point I grabbed her hand and sucked the cunt juice off her fingers. I said, "Finger licking good." and then I kissed her. We sat together on that bench recovering from our intense round of Wendy's Indecent Exposure. We decided to go back inside and do some more dancing. Well, Wendy may have been less horny after her orgasm, but I wasn't, so I resumed my plans to warm her back up. As we were dancing we talked about what had happened so far today. We also commented about her dancing panty-less with my cock brushing against her virgin pussy.

Trying not to get us into too much trouble, I would kiss Wendy. Not that just kissing would cause much of a stir, but it is what I did while we tongue wrestled. My hands would touch, grab, rub, and fondle Wendy's more private areas. Boy I couldn't stop myself from feeling her tits, ass, and pussy. After a while she started responding in the same manner, and just before we could get too worked up, the cruise was over and everyone was asked to leave.

As arranged, the carriage from earlier was waiting to take us back to the hotel. We climbed aboard, with me helping Wendy get in by fondling her wonderful ass. The driver again covered us up for the ride back, this time Wendy made sure to pull the cover up to both of our necks, then she started kissing me. While we were kissing, I removed her breasts from her dress and started playing with them. Once in a while I would break our kiss and disappear until the cover, so that my tongue could partake of those creamy globes of female fresh.

Suddenly I felt her fingers unzip my pants, fish out my cock, and start slowly pumping. I couldn't help but escalate to the next step. I pushed the hem of her dress up over her crotch and I felt her spread her thighs allowing me access to the goods. I now drove two of my fingers deep into her dripping wet pussy. Wendy moaned as I continued my finger attack of her pussy and she nearly ripped my cock off when my thumb started rubbing her clit.

Wendy now wanted more, so she dove under the covers and started sucking on my cock. At this moment the carriage came to a stop and the driver said, "We're there." With a sheepish grin on her face, Wendy popped her head from under the cover. I then quickly removed my fingers from her and dropped the hem of her dress to cover her pussy. She stuffed my cock into my pants, and we both stuffed her breasts back into her dress. We both then thanked the driver and exited the carriage. After I paid the driver, I received a wink from her. Not to be rude I winked back and then she said, "You might want to zip up before going inside," and then she left. I quickly zipped and then caught up with Wendy, who was patiently waiting inside the hotel.

**** Back at the Hotel

We both quickly entered the elevator and as soon as the door closed we attacked each other. Neither one of us cared about the world around us. Our tongues wrestled, our hands a blur. The elevator doors opened and we stumbled out into the hallway still not caring who might see us. We did not stop kissing or fondling each other while we continued stumbling down the hall to our room. At the door I had to stop my fondling of her now uncovered breasts to retrieve the key from my pocket to open the door. It seemed to take me forever to get the door open. We now fumbled our way into our room and I got the door closed with my foot.

Right after the door closed, I heard a very deep animal growl coming from Wendy. She then ripped my zipper down and grabbed my hard throbbing cock from my pants. I fished my hand up under her dress and forcefully shoved two fingers into her sopping wet pussy. Wendy kept shoving me towards the bed and I pulled her along with me by her cunt, until I felt the foot of the bed against the back of my legs. She then gave me a big shove and I fell onto the bed staring at a crazed wild woman. I heard her roar and she scampered up onto the bed to resume our kissing. I felt her straddle my hips, her full breasts pressing into my chest. I pulled her dress up over her ass so that shove my fingers back into her pussy. Just as I got her dress pulled up, I felt her grab my cock and thrust her hips forward. As my overly sensitive cock head ran into the folds of her pussy lips, Wendy forced my cock to follow the folds until she felt my cock head enter the entrance to her womb. I then died with pleasure.

I felt my cock being enclosed by a tight warm velvety wall of virgin flesh. Her growl now turned into moans of pleasure as she continued lowering herself further and further down my long thick cock. I thought for sure she would need to take it slower but she was consumed by her passion. She kept pressing her body into mine until she could go no further; my cock was now completely buried deep in her pussy. Our pubic hair now kissing as tightly as our mouths. She wigged her hips to see if she could get any more of my cock into her before she said, "Oh my God, oh my God, this is great." Now she started to slowly raise herself off my cock, I felt my cock withdrawing from her very wet pussy, leaving a wet trail of pussy juice on the shaft of my cock. Just before our joining was completely separated she reversed course and started impaling herself on my cock.

Consumed with lust, I could hold back no longer, so I grabbed her hips and pulled her down onto my cock. When my cock could go no deeper, she broke our passionate kiss and sat up with my cock going even deeper into her womb. Staring deep into my eyes, she unzipped her dress, took it off, and threw it across the room. Not to be outdone, I unbuttoned my shirt and wriggled out of it. We both worked together and got my pants off. Somewhere I lost my shoes and socks, so now we were both nude. While we were both undressing, she had continued raising and lowering her hips making my cock go in and out of her pussy. She ground her hips into my crotch every time our pubic mounds connected.

She became more aggressive with her bouncing up and down after we had finished undressing. Trying to slow down my upcoming orgasm, I concentrated on burning an image of Wendy into my mind, hoping to remember this moment forever. I watched Wendy leaning over me with her massive breasts swaying with every movement she was making. She was glistening with a fine coating of perspiration covering her body. The passion of the moment was written on her angelic face. It was too much, just too much stimulus.

I grunted deeply, "Ooohhh, I'm comingggggg." My cock exploded in Wendy's pussy, sending ropes of sperm deep into Wendy's womb, coating her cervix. When Wendy felt my cock exploding in her, she became a wild woman, growling, hunching me more aggressively, and rubbing her clitoris with wild abandon. Her stomach started rippling with the beginning of her pleasure, then she starting bouncing up and down really hard trying to get my spewing cock deeper into her. It was now her turn to release her built up passion and she came hard.

With her eyes shut tightly and her mouth open grasping for air, she shook her head from side to side, her hair flaring out. Her breasts swayed around in circles, due to the simultaneous up and down motion of her bouncing and the right to left motion of her shaking. Her stomach contracted and her cunt walls milked my cock. All this was caused by her intense orgasm. It was wonderful to be an instrument of change for this now complete woman. After several seconds she grunted, "Oh God" and fell forward resting on my chest. As my orgasm continued to subside inside her, I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her forehead. It felt wonderful lying there together with her breasts crushed into my chest, my cock softening up inside her and our love juices flowing down my ass crack. We both fell asleep like that, due to the stress of the day and the continuously intense foreplay session.

******** Saturday

**** 3:00 am

I awoke around 3am due to the call of nature. It took me several seconds to remember where I was and then I quickly glanced over to see a beautiful Wendy lying beside me soundly sleeping. Not wishing to disturb her, I gently crawled out of bed and proceeded to the bathroom. As normal with my evening constitutionals, I had to wait for my erection to subside a bit. After finishing and shaking out the remaining urine drips, I headed back to bed. As I approached foot of the bed, the moon shone through the window highlighting the angel in bed. Looking at her nude body laying there, brought memories of a few hours ago flooding back. At this point my brain transferred control of the helm to my cock. As the blood flooded back into my cock, I could do nothing but start crawling up the bed toward my sleeping target. The closer I got to my target, the stronger my missile throbbed, and the less control I had.

I gently parted Wendy's thighs as I adjusted her on the bed. The alarm bells in my head signaled target acquired as my eyes honed in on Wendy's cunt. I continued my stealthy advance until my torpedo was lined up with its objective. I then slowly entered the main objective and then backed out. Ever so gently I continued my attack, gaining a little ground, and then retreating, always stopping short of a complete withdrawal. I now noticed Wendy's arousal, her breathing was heavier and I could see her nipples becoming erect. I continued my attack and with each stroke I was going deeper and deeper. Then I heard a moan, and Wendy opened her eyes to see her attacker. She smiled and I smiled back as I plowed deeper into her hot flesh.

"Do you mind?"

"Mind want?" she replied coyly.

"Mind me using you to get rid of my erection," I grunted.

"Oh, is that what you're doing? For a second I thought I was getting fucked," and then she threw her arms and legs around me pulling us closer together.

I took that as an affirmative sign and I increased my attack with deep full strokes. She responded with moaning and pelvic thrusts. We fondled and kissed without missing a stroke as I increased the tempo. Wendy's cunt was extremely tight and her cunt walls kept sucking the life out of my cock. Our pubic bones crashing together as I approached my objective. All of a sudden I thrust forward with a deep grunt, grinding our pubic bones together and my missile exploded depositing my payload deeply into my target.

After I had finished my multiple deposits, I gently withdrew my spent weapon from its sheath, and after I kissed Wendy commented, "Thank you love, I needed that."

Rolling over to cuddle she replied, "Anytime, lover, and I mean anytime."

We both fell asleep holding each other again.

**** Morning After

Wendy's deep sighing woke me up the next morning. I opened my eyes to a vision of beautiful lust lying on her side. Sparkling blue eyes staring at me, luscious red lips quivering with anticipation, chest rising and falling with deep breaths causing breasts with ridged nipples to gently shake. Everything alluded lust from this woman staring deeply in my now open eyes.

"Good morning, lover," Wendy said.

I responded. "Good morning back to you, lover. What time is it?"

She looked over my shoulder at the clock and replied, "6:45."

"How long have you been awake?"

"About thirty minutes," she smiled, "I had to go to the bathroom and then couldn't get back to sleep thinking about last night." She then sat up lotus style on the bed, allowing petals of her cunt to bloom in the sunlight. She then asked, "What's next?"

I answered, "Well I also need to use the restroom." I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I heard Wendy follow me to the toilet. The mirror reflected Wendy's image watching me while I was preparing to urinate. I winked at her reflection and then closed my eyes to concentrate on my bladder. After I started to pee in the toilet, I reopened my eyes to see that Wendy was now standing right beside me. She was staring at the urine coming out of my penis flowing into the toilet. After making a show of shaking my penis for her, I then brushed my teeth and drank some water.

I then turned to her and asked, "Did you enjoy the show?"

She said, "Most definitely." She then tried to kiss me. Just before our lips touched, I put a finger on her lips and backed off. Puzzled she looked at me with a worried look in her eyes. I then handed her, her tooth brush. She grinned and giggled before taking it. It was now my turn to watch as she brushed her teeth. After she was finished, we kissed each other. I then gently slapped her ass and said, "To bed."

When we arrived at the bed I started folding the sheet down to the foot of the bed, Wendy took notice and helped fold the sheet from her side. We both then got on the bed and cuddled each other chest to chest. We started kissing and then started fondling each other's butt.

After a few minutes Wendy asked, "Can we do it again, now?"

With a giggle, I grinned and said, "Patience, Grasshopper. If you care to notice, I am not quite ready."

Wendy pushed back a bit, took a look between us, and then noticed that my cock was just starting to grow. She looked into my eyes and seriously asked, "Can I do something to help it along?"

I chuckled back, "The 'it' you are talking about is me, and my cock grows when I get excited. Are you ready to have sex all the time? No, women take more time to get ready then a man does. In this case you have been thinking about 'sex' for forty-five minutes, me five minutes, now we need to work together to get us both ready to have 'sex'. By the way, this beginning part is called foreplay. Now before we both fall asleep from boredom, let us get back to what we were doing."

So I resumed my kissing of Wendy's beautiful mouth, we also resumed playing grab ass. Shortly I started working on her breasts, cupping, rubbing, tweaking, licking, and sucking. She was now moaning in passion, while really playing with my butt. I slowly caught one of her hands and helped place it on my growing cock. Her moaning stopped and hand froze like she had just touched a snake. But after a short pause, her moaning got louder and she started playing with my cock. She then gently cupped my ball sack with her other hand. Then both of her hands started working together gently playing with my cock and balls, feeling the effect she was having on my cock and me.

Not to be left behind, one of my hands had found the lips of her wet pussy and started stroking them. She groaned into my mouth with the pleasure my hand was giving her. I quickly inserted and removed two of my fingers into very wet pussy. She bucked her hips forward, trying to find the missing digits, but groaned in disappointment in not finding them close.

I asked Wendy, "Love, roll over and face the other way." She did I asked and I scooted over to rest my chest against her back. I started kissing the back of her neck and continued playing with her breasts. She tried reaching for my cock with her hand but ended up hunching my cock with her ass crack. I then felt her pussy and then asked, "Love, raise your leg." In response she raised her leg and I made my move. I arranged myself and placed the tip of my cock into the entrance of Wendy's hot pussy.

I heard her sigh when she felt my cock enter her pussy. I slowly started fucking her, allowing more and more of my cock to bury itself in that tight cavern of pleasure. Still kissing her neck and fondling those magnificent breasts, I sped up my thrusting, in, out, in, out, faster, and faster. I felt Wendy's fingers feeling my cock and reaching for my sack of balls. We were now at full steam, working together for each others pleasure. Wendy was rubbing both my cock and balls and her clit, I was hammering into her pussy stopped only by my pubic bone grinding into her ass 8. When I stopped and pulled my cock out of her, she started to whine, but before she could say anything, I replied, "Okay, love, against the wall."

She looked at me questioningly, but I helped her out of bed and positioned her ass against the hotel room wall. I had selected this particular wall due to the mirror on the opposite wall. Then I bent my knees and got my cock positioned into the entrance of her pussy and started shoving upwards and inwards. She squealed with joy, wrapped her arms around my neck to steady her, and then noticed the view in the mirror behind me. So while I continued thrusting my hard cock into her soppy pussy, Wendy was watching everything in the mirror. After a few well placed thrusts, Wendy wrapped her legs around my hips, and I held on to her thighs. I continued using the wall as a bed for several more deep strokes, then with my cock buried deep in her pussy; I turned to carry Wendy back to the bed.

As I turned to deposit her on the bed, I glanced at our reflection in the mirror. There was one hot picture of lust. Me with my cock deeply buried into an 18-year-old's cunt. She was holding on to me with her legs and arms, trying to get more of that hard cock into her. Me holding her up with my hands on her ass cheeks, spreading them apart enough to see her ass hole winking at me. Both of us covered in a thin coating of sweat.

I then gently placed her on the bed saying, "On you hands and knees, love." Wendy scrambled into position. I swatted her butt and pointed to the head of the bed. She got the point and quickly crawled forward, allowing me room at the foot of the bed. I then pushed her shoulders down and again positioned my cock into the wet entrance of her pussy. I then released my cock, grabbed her shoulders, and slowly sank my cock into her pussy in one slow continuous stroke. After my cock could go no farther, I restarted ramming my cock back and forth trying to shove my cock into her womb. Wendy had raised her face off of the bed and was on her hands continuously moaning with pleasure. Reaching under Wendy I started rubbing her clit. I could feel her passion building; her breath was becoming more rapid, her stomach muscles tightening. I too was getting very close to dumping my load deep into her cunt. Then I pulled out and in a demanding voice said, "On your back."

Wendy screamed in displeasure, but she flipped over, lying on her back. "Spread your legs wide," I demanded. She then spread her legs wide. As I was diving for her clit, I quickly noticed how red and puffy her cunt looked, she was very close. I then attacked her clit with my tongue, no need to go slow, she and I were both ready. In about thirty seconds, Wendy had her orgasm. She shook all over and pushed her crotch into my face. I licked my way through her orgasm. Slowly I cleaned up her cunt with my tongue and started kissing her thighs.




The Double D



I slowly returned back to her clit and very carefully continued my oral ministrations. She resumed quaking as the pleasure of my oral attack returned. While I worked on her clit, one of my hands found its way to her beautiful breasts and started attacking them. The other hand dropped under my chin and two fingers dug their way into her wet hot cavern of love, soon a third one joined the other two inside her cunt. Now she went wild, her fingernails dug into my head trying to force my face deeper into her. The heels of her feet kicked the back of my shoulders, and she started yelling, "Oh God, oh God, ooooohhhhhh." For the second time in five minutes, she came, and from her reaction this one was stronger then the previous orgasm. After she peaked, I slowed my attacks down, to a loving caress.

Right after Wendy's orgasm subsided; I quickly crawled up and sunk my hard cock into Wendy. I was not gentle about it because I was hornier than hell. I then started hammering her pubic bone with mine. Again Wendy responded to my attack, she pulled my face to hers and started kissing, finding my face, lips, and mouth coated with her sex secretions. She then wrapped her arms and legs around me locking our sexual union. Her fingernails really started to dig into my back, so I grabbed one of her hands and guided it between our pubic bones. With some forceful guidance, I finally felt her hand start rubbing her clit. I was very, very, close to my release.

All of a sudden Wendy thrust her crotch into mine trapping her hand between us, her belly contracted, her mouth opened as she silently screamed in pleasure, and then her cunt started squeezing my cock. That did it, I deeply grunted and I sprayed my cum deep into her. We held each other tightly both enjoying the remainder of our mutual orgasm. I collapsed on Wendy and then gently rolled over keeping us joined together so we could face each other. We cuddled for several minutes while gently kissing and stroking each other.

Shortly my cock fell out of Wendy's pussy followed by a trail of sperm. I kissed her forehead and said, "Let's get something to eat." Hopping out of bed, I found and put on some clothes. But dear Wendy, she moved very slowly and walked bow legged to the bathroom. I heard her wiping herself, trying to clean up a bit. She returned and selected some clothes to wear. I sat down and watched my beauty put on her clothing. She first put on a sexy pair on yellow panties, and then she clipped on the matching yellow bra and arranged her breasts in the cups. She then wore a sleeveless shirt and shimmed into a pair of jean shorts. She quickly combed her silky golden hair, and put on tennis shoes.

She turned; putting her hands on her hips, gave me a grin, and asked, "Did you enjoy the show?"

I said laughing, "Most definitely." Kissed her and then led her to the dining room.

**** Breakfast

They were serving a breakfast buffet, so we were able to eat right away. We selected a private booth away from all listeners so we could talk without concern. We enjoyed our meal together, joking, eating, and talking about events in our lives. We seemed to skirt around the events that occurred between us over the last day. Just before we finished our breakfast, holding her hands with mine, I looked into Wendy's blue eyes and said, "Wendy, lover, I have another gift for you." I then gave her another wrapped gift.

She squealed and ripped open the gift; inside she found an anklet that matched her new toe ring. I then took it from box and attached it around her right ankle. We then had a passionate kiss right there in the dining room. Coming up for air we both noticed the waitress standing waiting to see if we needed anything else. Embarrassed I mumbled, "No, thanks," paid her, left, and went back to the hotel room with Wendy in tow.

**** Quick Shower

It was about 8:30 in the morning and I knew it was a four hour trip to Branson. But I needed a quick shower, I said, "Wendy, honey, I need a quick shower. How about you?"

"Yes, I could use one too."

"Okay, let's get a quick one together. It will save some time. Meet you in the shower," I told her.

I quickly started the shower and took off my clothes. Then I got in the shower and started cleaning myself. After removing her clothes Wendy joined me in the shower. We started working together getting each other clean. She washed my back and ass and then I did her, working a little longer on her ass then needed. We then faced each other and I washed her front, really enjoying those breasts more than I should. I then dropped onto my knees and washed her legs and thighs. I then parted her legs and licked her pussy and clit a few times before raising up and cleaned her crotch, really well. She then took over, washed my chest, and then cleaned my balls and cock, and then she too dropped to her knees and cleaned my legs and thighs. She then licked my cock a few times before she started sucking on it with her mouth. She did this about a minute until she rose up on her tiptoes, placed my cock downward at the entrance to her pussy, looked at me with her lust filled eyes and huskily said, "Please fuck me, NOW!"

Well I grabbed her ass cheeks, pushed her back against the shower wall, and entered her cunt with my cock. She then wrapped her arms and legs about me to hold on for dear life. As I was making love to that beautiful woman right there in the shower, with the water running down my back and ass cheeks, she whispered into my ear, "Lover, I want you're cum, deep in my pussy." I went into overdrive trying to pound her ass though the shower wall, only to be stopped by our crushed crotches. Suddenly I filled her up with my cum, ejaculating deep into that heavenly tunnel. I continued rutting into her crotch for a couple more deposits and then I slowly uncoupled us.

I reached out to caress her clit and she slapped my hand away saying, "No, later lover. I'm a bit sore, let me recuperate." Then she kissed me, washed both of our crotches, and pushed me out of the shower. We then toweled off and got dressed without being side-tracked too much. Wendy had to spend a few more minutes drying her long hair and putting some makeup on. I, in the mean time packed up and collected our luggage. While we were getting ready to leave, Wendy would rush to the bathroom and about thirty seconds later come back and continue what she was doing.

She did this a number of times before my curiosity finally got the better part of me and I went to see what was wrong. She had her shorts and panties down around her ankles wiping her crotch. As she was pulling her yellow panties up her hips, I asked, "Something wrong?"

With a look of surprise on her face she looked at me and said, "Your sperm is seeping out and it's stained my panties. See?" With that, she thrust her hips forward to show me. I noticed the wet stain in her panties. She continued, "I keep coming in here to clean myself before it seeps though my shorts." At that I chuckled, grabbed some toilet paper, folded it into a pad, reached into her panties, and placed the pad over her pussy. I then adjusted her panties to keep the pad in place and walked away.

**** Branson Bound

We finished getting ready for the trip and left the hotel. During the trip to Branson we talked about everything, nothing was sacred between us. She talked about her life, her family, her boyfriends, just about everything. We talked about how I learned about sex, my first sexual experience, my prior sexual conquests, anything. About half-way to Branson, we stopped for gas and a break. Wendy disappeared to the ladies room and shortly joined me in the store to select her drink. We then continued our trip.

After we had gone about fifteen miles down the road. Wendy turned to me and with an evil look raised her shirt over her breasts and shook her chest. At the stop she had removed her bra and there in the front seat where those two gorgeous mounds shaking in front of me. I nearly ran off the road staring at those breasts and the hard nipples on top of them. As I swerved to get back on the road, she started laughing hysterically. Gaining control I took another look that her. Wendy still had her shirt up over her tits, but was now in the process of getting her shorts off.

After she had removed her shorts, she sat there grinning, and starting playing with her tits. Oh how I wanted to stop and help her, but sneaking glances at her was making me just as hot if not hotter. We continued down the highway and shortly she started rubbing her pussy through her panties. Anytime a car passed she would pull her shirt down just enough to barely cover her breasts. And as soon as they passed she would uncover her tits and start fondling herself again.

Wendy then looked at me and said, "Can we stop, so we can fuck. Talking about sex has gotten me so horny."

"Go lay down in the back," I told her. Wendy did as I commanded. I followed her progress with the rear view mirror, closely following that perfect panty covered ass. Just before she lay down in the back, I said, "Go ahead and take off the rest of your clothes." Again she did as I asked and removed her shirt and panties.

"Wendy, in the front top pocket of my suitcase, you will find a box about 8 inches by 2 inches around. Go ahead and get it out." Naked in the back of a moving van, Wendy struggled on her hands and knees to find the described box. I enjoyed watching her struggles in the mirror. I especially enjoyed watching her hanging breasts shake with the movement of the van.

She held up the box and asked, "It this it?"

I replied, "Yes, that's it. Now lie down and get comfortable."

She arranged herself on the van floor and then looking at the eyes watching her in the mirror asked, "What now?"

"Open the box," I told her.

She opened it up and removed a Jack Rabbit Vibrator. She was puzzled and closely examined it. She looked at me with her puzzled expression. Watching in the mirror I said, "Press one of the buttons. See what it does." She then pressed a button, the vibrator started buzzing. Then she pressed another, it started to slowly rotate. Then her expression changed to one of understanding. She immediately spread her legs and placed the tip of the vibrator into her tunnel of love.

She started the slow process of swallowing the vibrator with her pussy. In and out, in and out, she allowed the vibrator to go farther each time. With her other hand she tweaked her nipples. Soon she had the whole vibrator inside her cunt. Her movements got faster and faster, she kept trying the different buttons on the vibrator until she found the right setting. She was not caring where she was. She was not caring who might be watching. All she cared about was the pleasure between her legs.

The closer we got to Branson the closer she got to her orgasm. She spread her thighs as far as she could. She accidentally hit the button that made the vibrator massage her clit. She went ballistic, shaking and cumming while I was driving the van, watching her masturbation in the mirror. She kept pounding the vibrator in her pussy until she could take no more. She then quickly took it out of her vagina, struggled to turn it off, and then fell asleep on the van floor.

About fifteen miles away from Branson, I yelled to Wendy, "Sleepy head get dressed." She opened one eye to look at me. I told her, "We're outside of Branson. So unless you want to arrive at the hotel nude, I would suggest you get your clothes on." Then I threw her shorts back to her.

Wendy struggled to find her clothes and get back into them. Just before we arrived at Branson, she came up front and got into the passenger seat. She looked a little disheveled but she was presentable. I asked, "Did that get the itch out of your crotch?"

"For the moment, love. But I prefer the real thing," and she reached over, squeezed my cock, and gave me a quick kiss. We got a quick lunch at McDonald's and then went to the hotel. As we were unloading the luggage from the van I noticed something on the van floor. Pointing to the vibrator I said, "You forgot your friend." Wendy scrambled to collect it while turning four shades of red. She then gave me an un-amused look while stuffing it into my suitcase. I started laughing and then kissed her pouting lips. Holding hands we then headed inside to check in.

**** Branson Check In

During the hotel check-in Wendy and I acted like a pair of newlyweds. We couldn't keep our hands and lips off each other. I was waiting for someone to yell, "Hey, get a room." Well, we did.

Again hand-in-hand, we went to our room with our luggage in tow. The room was a typical hotel room unlike the honeymoon suite of the last evening. After we entered the room we let go of our bags and resumed fondling and kissing. After some heavy necking, I tore myself away from that goddess and said, "Let's check out the pool. Go get your swimsuit on." With a wink, I playfully swatted her butt to get her moving. We retrieved our swimsuits from our respective bags. I went ahead and changed right there in the room. Wendy also removed her clothes in the room but needed to pee so she took her swimsuit to the bathroom.

As I was unpacking our luggage, Wendy shouted out in frustration, "Al, I need a different suit. Where can we get another one?" I turned to see what was wrong, and there standing outside of the bathroom door was Wendy in a hot pink monokini swimsuit. I could see nothing wrong with it other then giving every man in the world a hardon when they saw her in it.

I squeaked out a response, "What wrong with it?" still staring at her in that skimpy one piece.

She pointed and rubbed her pubic mound saying, "You can see a bump right here. My pubic hair pushes the suit out from my tummy," and she swung her hips from side to side showing me both of her profiles.

"I think it's fine. You look beautiful in that suit."

Taking another look, Wendy asked, "Do you really think so?" Then she looked at me and said, "I think we need to find another one."

"Well Wendy, we really don't have time to find another suit. It's fine, no one will notice."

Putting her hands on her hips, she sternly looked at me and said, "Everyone will see my pussy hair."

"Okay, I have an idea. Why don't we shave all the hair off your pussy? Then you can try on the swimsuit and see how it looks. If you still have a problem with the way it looks, we can go find another. Okay?"

She thought about that a second and then said, "Okay, let's try it."

"Then strip and lay on the bed, so I can shave you."

Before she could change her mind, I hurried and collected what I needed. Working as fast as I safely could, I removed all of her beautiful pubic hair. I made very sure that no hair was left on her pubic mound, cunt lips, and around her clit. At times I had stick my fingers into her cunt, to help me keep my strokes steady. After the first time I needed more and more help to keep myself steady. And it seemed her cunt kept getting wetter and wetter every time.

I finished shaving her crotch and using a towel I cleaned her up. Just to be sure that everything was real clean, I dropped to my knees and tongued her cunt. I tested my work by licking from her asshole up over the cunt lips finishing my test at her clit. I did this a couple more times and then tested my work further by sticking my tongue and then fingers deep into her cunt. After a few minutes I forced myself to stop. I really wanting to make love to her again, but I knew we must pace ourselves for the remainder of the day. So I stood up and said, "I'm done. Check and see if the suit fits better," and I plopped into a chair to relax.

Groaning in frustration, Wendy slowly got off the bed and put on her swimsuit. She stood in front of the full length mirror on the wall and checked out the results of my task. She then turned to me and gave me a great big smile. Wendy then skipped over to where I sat, plopped into my lap, and gave me a big kiss. She said, "It looks fine. See?" She then hopped off of my lap and shoved her suit covered crotch in my face so that I could see the results.

I nearly died; right in front of me was her beautiful "camel toe". I want to grab her waist and rub that "camel toe" all over my lips, but instead I got up and squeaked, "Well can we go?"

Happy with her new look, Wendy grabbed my hand and led me out the door.

**** Water Sports

We went to the hotel swimming pool, but found it too crowded to enjoy. Wanting to see others reaction to Wendy in her swimsuit, I suggested, "Love, let's go rent a boat for a couple of hours."

She squealed with joy, "Yes." So we got in the van and drove to the marina.

Being Memorial Day weekend, the marina was busy but they still had some boats to rent. After all the paperwork was completed they directed us to our boat. We were met by a high school boy whose job was to make sure I knew how to handle the boat. As he explained and showed me what I needed to know he kept looking at Wendy whom was sitting in the bow of the boat. I too had a hard time paying attention to what the young man was saying because Wendy was putting on a great show.

She had her head tilted back which forced her breasts to thrust forward. Her nipples were hard and could be seen though swimsuit. She had her thighs more parted then needed; she was showing both of us her "camel toe." She seemed to be having fun making us both horny. As he finished showing me the boat, he told me he had to do a quick inspection. He quickly opened the various boat compartments in the stern, and moved forward. He then slowly inspected all of the compartments, a real look at the anchor rope and anything else he could find to inspect. He then reluctantly untied the boat to let us leave. As we were leaving the dock, I determined that he had done a very thorough job of inspecting Wendy since he was having trouble hiding his erection.

I steered the boat out to the middle of the lake and throttled it to maximum. The slipstream caused Wendy to move back to the seat beside me. She kept rising out of her seat, to get her head over the windshield, so that the wind could blow in her face. Her golden hair billowed behind her in the wind. I yelled to her, "Do you want to steer?"

She nodded her head, at which I patted my leg with my hand. She got the point and came over and sat in my lap. I removed my hands from the steering wheel and let her take over. She was now sitting high enough so that the windshield did not block the wind; this allowed the wind to blow continuously in her face and hair.

I started nuzzling and kissing her neck. Every so often she would turn her head and we would kiss each other. Shortly I started fondling her. I started with her flat stomach but shortly moved up to her breasts. Then I continued to rubbing and tweaking her nipples. All this time her swimsuit was between my hands and her skin.

Making sure no one could see, I reached behind Wendy's neck and untied her halter string. Down came the top of Wendy's swimsuit and out came Wendy's tits. She turned to me grinning and gave me a kiss with a lot of tongue. When she broke the kiss she had to return to her steering. I continued to fondle her some more and now included her covered pussy. I now had a raging hard on. So I adjusted it by taking it out of my shorts.

Wendy looked down to see what I was doing and grinned. Quickly she rose up a bit and let go of the steering wheel. With one hand she grabbed my cock and with the other moved the crotch of her suit to the side. Now she sat down, stuffing my cock into her cunt in one swift movement. She then started kissing me while she steered the boat.

After a real long kiss during which her cunt was squeezing my cock, she turned back around to watch where we were going. I decided to do my own steering and grabbed her tits. We had fun out there in the middle on the lake. Me steering the boat using Wendy's tits. Tweak the left nipple and boat goes left. Tweak the right nip and the boat goes right. Wendy was having fun with my cock stuffed up her pussy. She found out when the boat hit some big waves, my cock would fuck her pussy. We continued playing around when suddenly I flicked her clit and she started shaking. She leaned her head back onto my shoulder and started rubbing her clit, hard, with her hand. 




The Double D



She was having an orgasm while riding my cock in the middle of the lake. I grabbed the wheel while I kept fondling her breasts. Her strong orgasm continued, as we bounced over another set of waves. Shortly her orgasm subsided and she stopped her masturbation. She just lay in my arms with my cock still stuffed in her cunt. Shortly she raised her head from my shoulder and commented, "Fuck that was good."

"Do you want to take a swim now?" I asked her.

"Okay."

"Well get dressed and I'll find us a place," I told her.

With care she stood up letting my cock pop out of her cunt. She straightened the crotch of her suit over her pussy and tied her top back up. I replaced my cock back into my suit and started slowing the boat looking for a place to swim.

I found a remote spot and dropped both the anchor and ladder over the side of the boat. I then jumped off the boat into the lake. Wendy jumped in right after I did. We swam around and talked about how much fun we were having together. Shortly I swam over to Wendy and gave her a big kiss. Once the kiss was over, I swam away from her and yelled, "Tag! You're It." She quickly caught up to me, tugged me underwater and kissed me when I came back to the surface. We continued our game of tag, getting more and more physical each time. One time I lost my shorts. I tagged her back by untying her top and grabbing a tit. She then tagged me by grabbing my cock and stuffing my face into her cleavage. I then caught her and stuffed two fingers in her cunt while I kissed her. The game of tag ended and a different one started.

While still in the water, we continued to kiss. Wendy now was stroking my cock under the water, while I was pumping my fingers in her cunt. I broke our kiss for the moment to suck on her breast. I had to go under the surface of the water to get to it. When I came back up we resumed our kiss. I somehow maneuvered my cock into the entrance of her pussy, but it kept slipping away. Wendy in frustration said, "Let's make love in the boat." So I reluctantly let go and followed her back to the boat.

She climbed up the ladder, not caring that she was nude from the waist up. I enjoyed the view looking up from the water. I then climbed into the boat. With lust in her eyes, Wendy tugged my shorts off and pointed to the floor of the boat. I then laid down and looked into Wendy's blue eyes. She slowly peeled off her pink swimsuit almost doing a striptease. She slowly reveled her freshly shaved cunt. As the swimsuit slid down her muscular legs to splat on the floor of the boat. She looked me straight in the eyes and said, "Being shaved has made me so horny." and she rubbed her crotch with her hands, she finished by spreading the lips of her cunt open for me to see her wet inner cunt walls. She then proceeded to mount my cock.

I let her take control of our coupling. She slowly rocked her hips back and forth causing my cock to stroke in and out of her cunt. When she was sitting up I fondled her tits and played with her nipples. When she was laying down on my chest kissing me I was fondling her ass cheeks. She increased the tempo of her rocking while looking deeply in my eyes. Then I suddenly came, shooting my sperm into her pussy, grunting with my release. She slowed her tempo down until her grinding came to a stop and laid herself on my chest. We held each onto each other there in the bottom of the boat until my cock dropped out of her pussy.

Wendy rolled off of me and put her swimsuit back on while sitting on the floor of the boat. I slowly did the same. When we were ready I helped Wendy up and maneuvered the boat back to the marina. The young man from earlier was there waiting for our return. He tied the boat up to the dock and helped Wendy out of the boat. I thought I noticed a wet stain in the front of his trousers. Right then he looked at Wendy's crotch, starred for a moment, eyes getting bigger, and then he quickly ran away.

Wendy turned around and asked me, "What's wrong with him?"

I also took a look at her crotch and started to giggle. I then found a towel and wrapped it around her slim waist. Whispering in the ear, "My cum is pouring out of your pussy. There is very slimy stain on your crotch and it is running down your thighs." Red faced, she waddled back to the van.

**** Back at the Room

On the way back to the hotel she cleaned her crotch as best as she could. Still using the towel to cover herself, we walked back to the room. As we entered the room Wendy stated, "I need a shower before we eat," and she headed to the bathroom.

"Love, before your shower, I need to do something. Go ahead and take off that wet suit, and then we'll talk." She hurried up and did what I asked. When she returned from hanging her wet swimsuit in the bathroom, I covered my naked woman with a bathrobe to keep her warm. I was still in my trunks. 

We sat down on the bed together holding hands, I then said, "Today has been real fun. Most of it was unplanned. Well I have plans for tonight. Just remember what I told you last night. If you don't want to do something just say so. Okay?"

Wendy nodded her head and said, "Yes, I understand."

"Just remember this, my present plan calls for no orgasms until after dinner. My job, just like last night, is to get us both hot as hell. Okay?"

"Yes."

"Now, do you know what an enema is?"

Wendy, gulped and said, "Yes, I had one when I was little."

"Okay, well I am going to give you one now and then we will shower together. Ready?"

"Yes, let's do this."

With that answer from her, I led her to the bathroom. I laid some towels out on the bathroom floor and told her, "Take off your robe and lay face down on the towels. I'll be right back." I left to collect the items I would need and hurried back to my Wendy. I put on some soothing music and lit some candles, while turning off the bathroom lights. 

There she was naked lying as I told her to. I filled up the enema bag with warm water and hung it on the towel rack. I applied lube to the enema nozzle and carefully applied lube to Wendy's anus. I whispered to Wendy, "Love, just relax, just relax." I gently rubbed her back.

"I am now going to insert the nozzle in your anus, so just relax." I then gently inserted the nozzle in her anus. I waited several seconds and then said, "Now I am going to release the water. Let me know when to stop." I released the water but to help reduce her discomfort I controlled the flow. As I allowed the water to fill her bowels, I gently massaged her shoulders and lower back, and whispered words of encouragement. She asked me to stop a few times but then allowed me to continue. Soon the bag was empty and she was full. I removed the nozzle and allowed her to lie there about ten minutes.

"Wendy, time for you to go to the toilet." At this I helped her over to the toilet. Just as she sat down she released the fluid from deep in her bowels. Over the next few minutes I held and hugged her, flushing the toilet a number of times. After she had vacated all of the fluid, I said, "One more time."

As I was getting the enema ready for a repeat round, she laid down on her stomach. I then re-inserted the nozzle in her anus. "Wendy, please roll over onto your back." She rolled over onto her back, while I made sure the nozzle stayed buried in her ass. Once she was ready, I released the water. I gently massaged her front while the water slowly re-filled her bowels. I concentrated on her stomach helping move the water further into her bowels. Once the enema was empty, I refilled it, and continued filling Wendy's bowels. Kissing her passionately I fondled her tits, stomach, and clitoris. She was almost continuously moaning, sometimes it was in passion and other times in pain from the cramps. The second bag was now empty. I carefully removed the enema nozzle from my reclined angel.

I sat back and admired the view before me. There before me on the hotel bathroom floor was a naked 18-year-old woman whose normally flat stomach was now distended with water. The nipples on those fantastic breasts were hard and sticking up. The muscular thighs were parted showing off a bald wet pussy with a rigid clitoris standing up at attention. Oh, how I just wanted to fuck her right there, right now, but my time was short and I did not want to clean up the mess when she released her bowels. 

After about ten minutes I said, "Wendy, toilet time again, then we'll give you a shower." I again helped Wendy over to the toilet, and cuddled with her as she evacuated the water in her bowels. Whenever she and I kissed I flushed the toilet to remove the waste. Once she was finished emptying all of the water, I helped her into the shower after removing my swim trunks.

I washed her silky blond hair twice, and then I washed her shoulders, back, and lower back. I scrubbed her ass checks and gently cleaned the butt crack and asshole. I dropped to my knees and cleaned the back of her thighs and legs. I then turned her around and washed her neck and arms. Then I cleaned her chest and breasts. Now I cleaned her stomach. Her crotch was cleaned next. Then I did the front of her legs. I then handed her a shaver and told her, "I need to get something. Go ahead and shave your armpits, legs, and anything else." Dripping wet, I left her to get what I needed.

Reentering the shower I noticed Wendy had finished shaving her armpits and legs, she was now re-shaving her crotch. I just waited and watched her finish shaving herself. She said, "I'm done, what's next?" I then held up a butt plug.

"What's that?" she asked.

Grinning I said, "It's a butt plug, love." 

"What's it for?"

"Why your beautiful butt, dear, now turn around and bend over," I told her.

Hesitantly she did as I asked. After she was ready, I spread her ass cheeks and slowly inserted the butt plug into her ass. I took it slowly; I pushed it in about an inch then let it slip out a half inch. I did this about twelve times before the taper at the end of the plug made the rest of it pop into her butt, where it stayed.

"Wendy, it's in, you can stand up."

She stood up and, in a bit of discomfort, turned around, "You can finish rising, I'll help towel you off." I said and got out of the shower and waited for her. She finished up, turned the shower off, and climbed out of the shower. As I was toweling her off, she said, "It feels weird in my ass."

I told her, "You'll get used to it. And with you wearing it, I'll stay real horny." I then grabbed her and gave her a very passionate kiss. As we were kissing I started rubbing up and down her pussy lips. I then rubbed her clit a couple of times and sunk two fingers deep into her cunt. I then stopped and looked into her eyes saying, "Dry your hair and meet me in the bedroom. We need to get dressed for dinner."

I left her to finish up in the bathroom and started getting myself ready for dinner. Shortly Wendy came waddling into the bedroom asking, "What's next?"

"Putting on panties. But before, put these Ben Wa balls inside your vagina." She gave me a real puzzled look at me and the balls in my hand.

"What?"

"These are called Ben Wa balls, inside each of these balls is a smaller ball. As you walk the balls are supposed to keep you horny."

Wendy gingerly took the balls from my hand, looked over them carefully. Then she spread her legs and slowly stuffed the balls into her pussy. After she was done, I inserted my finger into her pussy to shove the balls further into her pussy. I then gave her a pair of leather panties to put on. She shimmed into the leather panties and then I adjusted the fit to make sure the butt plug was being forced deeper into her ass by the panties.

"You can put on your make-up." Wendy then spent the next several minutes working on her face. When she was finished, I said, "Go ahead and put on your dress."

She got her dress and then looked at me and asked, "Which bra?"

I grinned in response, "None needed for those babies."

She grinned back and put on her dress. It was a yellow sun dress. The hem of the dress stopped half way down her thighs. Not too short and not too long. After she finished dressing, we worked together to straighten up the bathroom and bedroom. Once we were ready to leave for dinner, I noticed that she was now walking normally, even with the plug in her ass and the balls in her cunt. We left for dinner.

**** Dinner

Holding hands in the elevator, I pressed a button on a remote I had hidden in my pants pocket.

Wendy squealed and looked at me with panic in her eyes, "It's vibrating." she exclaimed.

"Yes love and this one does too," as I pressed the second button. She squeezed my hand tightly as the balls in her pussy now vibrated, joining the already vibrating butt plug.

Looking at me she said, "You're a bad boy."

"I guess we'll find out how bad I really am." And before anything else was said, the elevator doors opened and I turned off the remotes so I would not have to carry the girl to dinner.

We were seated in a remote booth in the dining room. Due to our busy afternoon we were both very hungry. After finding out what Wendy wanted, I ordered both of our meals along with some wine. As we were waiting for our salads I asked Wendy what she had planned for the future. During our conversation, I kept turning on and off the two vibrators buried in Wendy. Sometimes it would be only the butt plug, other times just the Ben Wa balls, and other times both at once. During our talk Wendy had a hard time keeping up her end of the conversation.

I continued playing music with the vibrators in Wendy. Between the salad and the main course, Wendy and I kissed passionately while I snaked a hand up her thigh to her panty covered crotch. Not to be left behind, Wendy was rubbing my cock though my pants. I was getting ready to stuff a finger into her cunt when the waiter spoiled my fun by delivering the main course.

I waited for the right time to spring my next surprise. After a few minutes, as she was lifting her fork to take a bite of shrimp, I sprang my surprise. Her eyes grew real wide with surprise, she dropped her fork onto her plate, and she glared at me saying, "You bastard." She then closed her eyes and started breathing deeply. I turned off all the vibrators and waited.

After a few seconds she re-opened her eyes and said, "Why did you stop? I was so close to coming!"

"That's the idea, get you close but not over," as I continued eating.

She continued glaring at me and said, "The panties vibrate too, don't they?" I pressed the button for the panties in response, causing her moan in pleasure.

I commented, grinning, "You should see the matching bra. There are little vibrators in the tip of the cups."

As she started quivering again, I turned off the vibrator in the panties. I had selected these panties because the vibrator was right over the clitoris. I had adjusted the panties earlier to make sure that it would deliver its maximum effect. I allowed her to calm down and we continued to eat our main course. Once in a while, I played with my musical vibrators, being very careful not to overload my special guest.

During desert I stepped it up a notch, keeping Wendy squirming in the booth. She kept groaning and moaning while waiting for the bill. As soon as I finished paying the bill, the possessed woman grabbed my arm and led me to the lobby. As we walked though the lobby, Wendy set her course towards the elevator, but I changed our course to take us outside.

Once outside Wendy forced us to stop. I looked deeply into her eyes, puzzled she tried to say something but I held my finger over her mouth and said, "Patience, lover," and then I gave her a really passionate kiss. As I did this I rubbed her crotch while it was vibrating. She threw her arms around my shoulders and moaned into my mouth. I turned off the panty vibrator, turned on the other two, and led her down a footpath into the woods. Every hundred feet or so, I would stop and kiss Wendy while fondling some part of her body. One time I held her face while kissing. Another time I would grab her ass and force her to grind her crotch into mine. Each time we finished I would change which vibrators were running.

We stopped beside a picnic table; we again kissed but this time I spun Wendy around to face away from me. I removed my cock from my pants, pulled the back of her dress up, and put my cock under her ass cheeks, letting it rub against her leather panties. I turned all three vibrators on. I then pulled the top of her dress down to expose her breasts, grabbed those firm mounds and pulled her back against my chest. I then let the vibrators do their work while I held on for the ride.

Wendy had nowhere to cum other then standing there in the middle of the path. Her breasts bare to the world, my hands playing with them and tugging on her hard nipples. My crotch pressing against her ass cheeks, with my cock rubbing under her. A butt plug vibrating in her ass, Ben Wa balls trying to shake their way out of her pussy, only to be held in by a pair of vibrating leather panties.

She started quivering and moaning, her head shook from side to side. I roughly mauled her breasts and said, "Cum for me lover, cum for me," then kissed her neck.

As her knees buckled, she cried out, "Oh my God." She came very hard, shaking all over. I held her up with my cock between her legs and hands cupping her tits. After several seconds her orgasm started to subside and I turned off the three vibrators. I still held on to her, holding her up. As her orgasm finally finished she was able to stand back up. I then whispered into ear, "Are you ready for round two?" I gently walked her forward pushing her ass cheeks with my crotch, until her legs hit the picnic table. I then turned the vibrators back on.

She moaned deeply again. I forced her to lie down on the table, crushing her breasts into it. She started her second orgasm of the past few minutes. As her orgasm continued I raised her dress over her buttocks. I rubbed her butt cheeks as her orgasm subsided. I turned off the panty vibrator but left the other two running.

I then moved the strap of the panties to one side. I gently removed the butt plug and then quickly placed my cock head into her asshole before it closed. I now turned the panty vibrator back on and started to push my cock into her ass. She screamed, "Oh, oh, what the fuck?" I kept pushing my cock into her ass until my crotch came to rest against her ass. I now reached under her dress and shoved a finger into her cunt pushing the Ben Wa balls out-of-the-way.

She started her third orgasm as I started pounding my cock in and out of her ass. I had to remove my finger to hold onto her hips. I rode her through her orgasm and into another before I dumped my seed deep into her bowels. Just as I finished, I turned off all the vibrators. I lay there coupled to Wendy's ass for several minutes. I then stood up allowing my cock to slip out of her asshole. I stumbled over to the picnic table bench and sat down to recover.

Wendy turned her head to face me, smiled, and said, "Damn you're good." After she recovered a bit, she stood up and stumbled over to sit in my lap. We kissed a post-sex kiss, nothing extremely passionate. We cuddled together there on the bench for about ten minutes until we both had recovered sufficiently to walk back to the hotel. I fixed Wendy's dress and gently replaced her breasts into the dress cups. Wendy gently put my cock back into my pants and she zipped me up. I removed her panties and fished out the Ben Wa balls. We then slowly walked back to the hotel holding hands.

**** Back to the Room

We went to the hotel lounge to relax. As we sat together drinking some Coca-Cola, I gave Wendy another wrapped gift. Inside she found a bracelet that matched the other two pieces of jewelry. I placed it on her wrist with a kiss. We then took a couple of rounds on the dance floor. Shortly Wendy asked, "Can we go to our room for the night?" I paid the bill and we went up stairs to our room. We both slowly got ready for bed. I was ready first so I got on the bed and waited for Wendy. She came out of the bathroom, completed naked, ready for bed. She temporarily stood at the end of the bed, looking into my eyes. I looked at the woman standing at the end of my bed. Long gold blond hair hanging down her back. Hard nipples on the ends of breasts made to perfection. Perfect hips. And the most beautifully shaved pussy just winking to me.