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Chrissy

By: Lasight



As you stand swaying on the edge of the dance floor I come to the conclusion that you have had a little too much to drink. It's not the swaying that alerted me, or even the goofy smile on your face. What alerted me was the look in your eyes every time you look at me, the way you lick your lips as you look at me. That look that screamed "I want to fuck you." I realised that I had to get you home.

I make my way across the dance floor. I feel a hand pinch my ass and glance around in time to see a man walking off of the dance floor, he glances back at me and smiles. Still not sure if it was him or not I smile back uncertainly. Then I continued over to you.

I reached you and took your hand in mine. You look into my eyes, staring right into my soul and ask "Did you like it?"

"Did I like what?" I practically have to yell over the blaring music.

"That man pinching your butt baby, you know what I meant."

I flush red, but thankfully the darkness of the nightclub hides it. However you know me too well. You put your hand on my cheek and feel it burning with embarrassment. "I thought you did. Would you like to take him home? Would you like me to watch the two of you fuck baby?"

I don't know what to say, so I just stare into the crowd on the dance floor. You can't know what you are saying. You must be more drunk than I realise. I feel your breath across my ear and I shiver. "I'm not drunk John. I want to see you and him naked on our couch fucking each other. Do you hear me?"

"I hear you Ash..."

"Good. Oh, he's coming over, goodie. Talk to him for me please John?"

"Ok" I shamefacedly walk over and meet him half way. His eyes light up as he watches me approach. I see him looking me up and down, taking in the shape of my body. His mouth drops as he sees my arm in the light, then his tongue licks his lower lip before he catches himself. "Tattoo lover huh..." I think to myself. And then I'm standing next to him.

We both stand in silence. I look at him out of the corner of my eye. Taller than me at six foot one, long blonde hair, I can't tell what colour his eyes are in the darkness they look a bluey colour, but I can see that he wants me due to the lust burning in them. The silence grows unbearable. So I do the only thing I can think to do. I grab his cock.

He gasps, and I laugh. "Just returning the favour" I say with a wink. He looks at me with a very surprised expression.

"Jesus, and I thought you were going to kick my ass for it. You didn't look happy coming over here."

"Well...I had something on my mind."

"Oh yeah?..."

"mm hmm. I want to take you back to my house ya see, but that woman over there, you see her? The sexy black haired one just over there? Yeah that's her. Do you mind if she's there?"

"What do you mean there?"

"She wants to watch us fuck."

He laughs. "Rather blunt aren't you?"

"Why hide what I want? I want you. And I want what I felt inside those trousers." I lean in close and kiss his neck. Any resistance he had left crumbled with that kiss.

"Can we go now?" He almost begged.

"Sure. Come with me." I take his hand and lead him over to you. You start to smile as we get closer. I then take your hand, and all three of us walk out to the car. You get in the drivers seat, he and I get in the back. As you drive home we talk, and I find out that his name is Christian. It turns out that he wrestles for the WWF. "Very lucky me. I get his nice hot toned body for the nigh. And that explains why Ashley picked him..." I chuckle out-loud as that thought crosses my mind. Our eyes meet in the rear-view mirror and you know what I'm thinking don't you Ashley? I bet you do.

Christian sees me looking at you, and pouts. He doesn't like being ignored. So he grabs my chin, and slowly turns my head to face him. I star into his blue eyes. Then he kisses me. His tongue teases mine, and I can't help but start to suck gently on it. We feel the car swerve and we break the kiss and look at you. Then we look at each other and smile. You were looking in the mirror again, and you had a perfect view of us kissing. Christian leans in towards me and whispers "I wonder if she liked that?"

I chuckle, and say "I wonder if she'll like this then..." and I slide my hands inside his shirt and begin to play with his nipples. I pinch them, and gently pull on them. I can't hold out any longer, I need to taste his hard body. I pull his shirt off over his head and circle his nipples, one at a time, with my tongue. I push Christian against the seat and suck his left nipple into my mouth. He groans as my tongue continues to tease him as I suck. I get up and look at you. You are panting as you drive, your thighs clamped together as if to stop you from sticking your hand down there and pleasuring yourself.

Luckily we arrive home. I lead Christian out of the car and start off with him to the house. I realise you aren't with us and head back to the car, only to find you frantically rubbing at your pussy and moaning very loudly. I cough. I cough again and manage this time to get your attention. "Care to come join us inside for a little fun hmm Mrs Daniels? I say with a grin. You give me your hand, and I lick it clean of your pussy juice, relishing in the delicious taste. Then we walk hand in hand to the waiting Christian and our night of pleasure to come. 

Chrissy



Prologue: This is a story written by adults for adults and contains adult language and mature sexual content. It involves no young children; however, it does involve a teenager slightly below the age of consent. It does involve mildly non-consensual sex but no overtly illegal activity. It is completely fictitious and is written solely to entertain and arouse adult readers. If you object to erotic literature stop right here and read no further. The story is difficult to categorize...there is fantasy for almost everyone's prurient interest. Read and enjoy. 

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Chapter 1

Chrissy...The Wedding Night 

Chrissy made a beautiful bride. She and I were childhood sweethearts and we loved each other dearly. Her father was determined to give his daughter a good sendoff and it was quite a wedding and quite a reception. I knew I was the luckiest man in town that day. Chrissy is the daughter of one of the most prominent men in town and the man responsible for my new job. He didn't want to see his daughter marry a bum. Although he and I weren't exactly fond of each other, [he hated me] he was determined to make sure his beautiful daughter was happy.

Chrissy looked radiant on our wedding day. She is a petite little blonde, about 5'4" tall, with a tiny little waist you could almost get your hands around [my hands aren't too big though] She has nice flaring hips with firm buns, and breasts that were not huge, but were feminine and pointed and they stood out firmly and proudly from her chest in her white chiffon wedding gown. She liked wearing her golden hair short, and with her baby face and cute turned-up nose, this made her look very young, almost childlike. She has a great tan and defined calf muscles and very firm thighs resulting from playing a lot of tennis. She has the most beautiful smile. She looks very much like Britney Spears without the show business 'glitz'. Her whole family has that somewhat snobbish, WASP, country club, 'beautiful people', appearance.

As I mentioned, Chrissy's dad didn't think much of me. Why do fathers dislike their daughter's choice in men? He wanted her to marry the local football hero, Ted Baxter. Ted was a real jock, big, overly confident and pushy-as-hell. He had dated Chrissy back in high school and still called her from time to time. She had told him ‘no’ one night at the junior prom and Ted didn't like being told ‘no’. Chrissy told me about that time. Apparently, she and Ted were in the backseat of his car making out. She had let Ted massage her breasts and touch her virginal pussy through her panties. She kept telling Ted "No!" but she was too hot to stop him. She became hysterical when he unzipped his pants and pulled out his long, thick cock. She had never seen a cock other than her father's and it frightened her. She began to beat on his chest and finally Ted gave up.

Chrissy and I started dating during our senior year, which earned me some pushing around by Ted and his fellow jocks. Once, in the locker room, I had been walking from the showers when I felt the sting of a leather belt hit my wet behind. “Whack!” I jumped and fell. I got up, feeling the red welt forming on my ass cheek and Ted and his entourage were leering at me. Ted was gesturing with his belt at me saying, "I heard you got to 'first base' with Chrissy over the weekend. [Some of Ted's friends had seen us at the local 'make out' spot and she had let me touch her breasts and pussy through her panties.] Well don't worry, 'pencil-dick', because I'll be the one 'sliding into home'. H-a-a, h-a-a, h-a-a-a..." They all had a good laugh. Chrissy married me though. I thought I had the last laugh. I was so proud of my virgin bride. I should have known back then that guys like me don't get nice breaks like Ted. I should have known it would be those large hands holding the belt that would slide my wife's panties down her thighs. I should have known that Ted would not let my marriage to Chrissy stop him from using his large and experienced tool to take her virginity.

While Chrissy and I were dating I found out that I could tell when she was in her most fertile time [in 'heat']. She had a rosy glow and became very loving and affectionate. She just naturally did everything possible to attract the male of the species. When we were alone she would become very sexily submissive and would use racy, Lolita-like baby talk. I loved this aspect about Chrissy and it was a real turn-on. During these periods when we went on dates Chrissy would always wear jeans or slacks because she just could not keep her legs together and she knew she would lose control and go too far if I could touch her pussy under a skirt. 

Like I said our wedding reception was quite a party. It included the town's best and richest. [Well….maybe just the richest] Chrissy was bubbly and blushing. She was nothing but smiles and love for me. "Can't wait honey", she said while we were dancing. "I love all of this but my little cunny is all wet and I want to touch my husband. My cunny needs something hard in it shooting it full of cream. I need for you to 'love' me. I need to feel you between my legs. I know you are going to do nasty things to me...aren't you?"

This kind of racy talk from her got me loosening the collar of my tux. We continued to dance and smile and make conversation. While dancing I moved my leg between her legs and she rubbed her "cunny" against my thigh. My little 5" dick was leaking pre-cum onto my boxers.

"Joel, I see that my daughter is quite happy today," said Bill, her father. "I want to make sure she stays that way." He stood over me near the banquet table while Chrissy was cutting the wedding cake.

"Well, Bill," I replied, "I'll do my best to keep her happy. I love her very much."

"Oh I have no doubt that you love her, Joel; I just hope you won't mind if a father decides to take some 'extra measures' to insure his daughter's and the family's....err....contentment..."

"I do appreciate the job, sir. I'll work very hard." I thought he was referring to the job he had arranged at his computer company.

"Oh, ah, ah-h, h-a-a, h-a-a, yes, yes, Joel. You work very hard now, haa, haa, haa!" He clapped me on the back and walked away toward the bar, laughing. Fucking jerk, I thought.

The afternoon wore on and Chrissy and I had a great time. She tossed the bouquet and we dodged the rice. The limo took us to a nice resort hotel up the coast. Her father had made all the arrangements so I knew we were set for a nice week. My little prick had been stiff since we got in the limo. Chrissy kissed me during the ride to the hotel and pushed her tongue into my mouth. Her hand had wandered onto the bulge in my trousers and she whispered, "Is this for me? You won't hurt my little cunny with it...will you? You won't make me open my legs too wide....will you? Will you make me suck your 'thingy'? Will you do bad things like kissing my cunny with your tongue? Are you going to stick your 'thingy' in me? Are you going to 'squirt' in me? Oh, I'm afraid it will hurt. Will you be gentle with me? Oh, I know you are going to pull my panties off. Then I won't be able to stop you from doing 'anything' you want with me. Mom told me about the ‘things’ you would do to me."

I just groaned and moved my hand under her dress, slowly up her thigh until I reached her pussy. Chrissy whispered in my ear, "Joey baby, I'm in 'heat' and you are making me get my dress and the car seat all wet." Her panties were stuck in her pussy slit and they were very damp. Her legs widened a little so I could caress her entire pussy. She began to hunch against my hand and her breathing shortened. "Joey baby you shouldn't touch me like that here in the limo. What if the driver sees you? Don't you know that when I am in 'heat' I just can't stop?" Her hips were beginning to grind and she opened her thighs even wider. "Joey, honey please stop. You are going to make me crazy. Oh, don't put your fingers under my panties. Don't touch down there! Oh, can you feel how much I want your 'dicky' to stick in my cunny?" I pushed my finger into her pussy until I felt an obstruction...her hymen. Chrissy kissed me hard, pushed her tongue between my lips and breathlessly whispered, "Oh Joey, please stop. You’re going to make me come. We have to wait until we get to the hotel. Then you can do ‘everything’ to me."

When we got to our hotel I carried my blushing bride over the threshold in a wriggling bundle of white. She smelled terrific. She felt warm and wonderful. We laughed and chased each other around the room, finally ending with me on top of her on the bed. I could feel the firm cones of her breasts pressing against my shirt. We were smiling and kissing and making baby-talk. Her hips were hunching and moving around in little circles. There was a certain heat from between her legs that I could feel with mine. "God, honey, I'm so hot...and my cunny is so wet", she moaned. "I have a little surprise for you."

"What?" I gasped.

"Here, help me get this dress off...Well...first of all I have a special outfit I'd like to put on for my husband......And can you guess what else is special about today?"

I helped her get her skirts off. She scampered across the room toward the bathroom. "I'll give you a hint, hubby, dear, I had my period exactly two weeks ago...!" She ran into the bathroom to change.

"You mean...today you're...fertile?!!" [I said it like I didn't already know.] I ran toward the bathroom door to grasp my lovely bride. Just then there was a key in the lock of the hotel room door and it swung open. Ted and two of his friends walked in. I didn't even have time to react. I was heady from the champagne and the anticipation of being with Chrissy. Ted quickly took two steps and punched me in the stomach. I doubled over with a gasp and slunk to the floor. Ted and his friends were being quiet.

"Did you hear me honey?" I heard her call from the bathroom, "Honey?"

Ted's two friends were one of his football buddies I recognized from high school and the other was a girl I'd seen before with their group. She had the look of some of those sneering ‘party girls’ that liked to hang out with them. Ted had a shit-eating grin on his face as he leaned over me and said, "Keep your mouth shut Joey-boy and nobody will get hurt. I'm just here to get Chrissy off to a good start as a married woman. She needs reminding about what she has missed." He told his friends to "take care of me."

His friend, Brad, grabbed me by my hair and threw me onto the sofa. "Shut up you little freak!" muttered the girl. She quickly stuffed my mouth with one of Chrissy's stockings that was on the floor. Brad produced a roll of duct tape and taped my mouth shut. They both rolled me over and pinned my wrists as I struggled. The tape was wound around my wrists. The girl [I heard Brad call her Carol] sat at the end of the sofa, and positioned my head, face down, in her lap.

Chrissy came out of the bathroom and said, "Honey, what do you think of this? OH! What are you doing here?" Ted was next to the door as Chrissy came out and saw us. He grabbed her from the side. She had dressed in a white, lacy teddy and panty outfit that was accentuated by her firm, pointed breasts that held out the satin from her body. I could see her panty covered crotch, delicate and vulnerable, for the first time as Ted grabbed her. "LET ME GO, TED, YOU SONOVABITCH!!! I HATE YOU, I HATE YOU, HOW DARE YOU..." He tossed her wriggling body onto the bed [our wedding bed!] and held her down. Ted is a large framed guy. Brad and Carol were laughing and holding me as I struggled and tried to protest through my gag.

"Take it easy sweetheart..." But he was laughing as his hands roamed over my wife's breasts and thighs. "Damn Chrissy it's been a long time, girl..." He tried to kiss her as he held her arms pinned above her head. "OW!! GODDAMN IT!!" Chrissy bit his lip. She had gotten one hand free and slapped him soundly across his face....SLAPPP!!!

"HOW DARE YOU TED BAXTER. ON MY WEDDING NIGHT! THIS IS NOT FUNNY!" I saw Ted frown and slap her sharply on her ass. Her attitude changed quickly. He picked her up and threw her off the bed. He stood over her and undid his pants and pushed them down. She lay on the carpet in an abused heap. She looked like she was sobbing.

"Now is that any way for a girl to act on her wedding night, `honey-y-y'? Now put your mouth where it belongs, bride!" With that he grabbed her hair and sat down on the bed, pressing her face into his crotch as she knelt in front of him. She was crying and sobbing but only struggled a little. He twisted her head around with her hair. "You mind your husband, now, girl! I want those lips put to work!" Her face was pressed against the bulge in his underwear. She began to make little mewling sounds and struggled a little bit as he twisted and pulled down his underwear. It was getting a little dark in the hotel room but I could see the broad, purple head of his cock spring into view. "I can see my new wife is going to need some discipline." He turned and began to remove his belt from his pants.

"Ted! Don't do this. I beg you! I'm sorry I wouldn't take your calls! Don't make me...! I've never done this. Please don't make me kiss ‘it’." She was sobbing. Tears were running down her child-like face as he looped his belt in his fist and grabbed her hair again.

"Open your mouth..." He said almost patiently. "Open your mouth..." CRACK! The belt came down on her lovely panty covered ass.

She yelped and sobbed. "Ted, DON'T..." He cut her off as he stretched her lips with the head of his cock. She cried and tossed her head. Ted leered and brought the belt down again. CRACK! Chrissy shook and moaned through her mouthful of cock. Ted pulled it out and pressed it against her lips, ordering her to lick the shaft. Even in this light, I could see his member was much bigger than mine. He didn't appear to be circumcised either, the skin giving his penis an almost, club-like appearance. I yelled and twisted against my bond. I tried to get up to rescue Chrissy but Brad and Carol held me down.

"Goddamn! Ted," said Brad, laughing. Carol was laughing too as Ted mastered my wife.

"LICK, WIFE!" He said. "You can yell and thrash all you want. I paid the bellboys handsomely to leave us alone. Your daddy was good enough to give me some expense money for this little 'operation'". He grabbed her wrists and over her protests, sat on them. Her hands were pinned under his thighs with his erecting cock in her face. She could not pull away from his crotch. Ted's voice became softer to her as she struggled and sobbed and adjusted to her predicament. "Lick the family jewels, honey, get them all warmed up...You are really getting my cock all ready to stick in your pussy." His balls were hairy and red, and looked as large as eggs. Chrissy continued to twist her head against his grasp but she bent to her task. She licked his cock from the head to his balls and then put the head into her oval mouth. His cock began to grow and I could see that it was over 10" long and 2" thick. Ted moaned with the sensation. "Keep licking, honey. Have you seen a cock this big? Just imagine what it will feel like in your pussy...fucking you." I knew that Chrissy was in 'heat' and desperately wanted a cock in her pussy....she just had not planned on the big, thick one in front of her.

Brad and Carol pushed me onto the floor with a THUMP. Carol sat on top of me. My face was only a couple of feet from Chrissy's squirming ass. CRACK! Ted brought the belt down again on her ass, CRACK! Chrissy tried to howl but her mouth was full. Ted leered down at me. "Can you smell her Joey? Hmmm….her pussy is getting wet and juicy. It's getting ready for a cock. Joey, can you see this cock that is going to fuck Chrissy? Joey, can you see how hard she is making my cock?"

Chrissy moaned and said, "Oh no Ted, please no! Don't try to stick it in my cunny." But I could see the damp spot on her panties above her pussy slit. Her mound was very prominent, almost swollen looking, even through her white panties. She was trying to oppose Ted but I knew how desperately that she needed to be fucked.

Brad had gone into the bathroom and returned. I couldn't see what he was holding. He and Carol grabbed me and pulled down my pants and underwear. "Look at that white ass!" exclaimed Carol. She and Brad pushed and pulled me until I was lying across her lap. Brad handed her a jar of what turned out to be Vaseline. "We don't want you to miss out on the de-flowering tonight, Joey, so I brought along a little friend!" Carol was reaching into her purse and pulled out a large object that I couldn't twist my head far around enough to see. It looked black. That's all I could see.

"Enough training, wife, get into bed!" Ted cracked his belt across her ass once more as he stood up. His large member literally came out of her mouth with a "POP!" Her little-girl face looked red from crying. Her lips were swollen, red and pouting. I could see the shine of moisture on her firm inner thighs just below her panty crotch. I knew it was going to be hard for her to hold back when Ted began to really work on her defenses.

"TED! DON'T DO THIS! WHAT ARE THEY DOING TO HIM? Don't hurt him! OWWW....!" He pushed my wife onto the bed, her legs and arms splayed. She put up a little bit of a fight as he put his weight on top of her. She seemed more inclined to kiss him now than before but she would still turn her face away when his tongue pushed between her lips. I could see his large hands, pulling and kneading her breasts and nipples, making them stand up erect. She would moan each time he twisted her nipples with his thumb and fore finger. She gripped his head with both hands and arched her back off the bed when he rolled her nipple between his teeth. He worked both of her nipples with his teeth and tongue until they were swollen, wet and very red. His large cock was pressed against her belly and was leaving pre-cum tracks. I saw his hands slide under her panties and push them down her thighs. Chrissy tried to keep her legs together and pull her panties back up but Ted persistently worked them off. I saw Chrissy's bare pussy for the first time. It was puffy and pink and covered with damp very thin blond curly hair. Her outer lips were already separated a bit and her clit was engorged. I knew she was very aroused.

"No Ted, Stop it! Don't take my panties off. I have no protection for my cunny. You will try to 'love' me. You'll try to stick your 'thing' in me. You will touch my cunny and get me so hot that I won't be able to keep my legs together," she said. She struck at his shoulder with her hands and her legs pedaled furiously as he stripped her. “Oh Ted, STOP PLEASE!!!!"

Ted said, "I am going to 'love' you alright. I am going stick my cock into your pussy so far it will come out of your mouth and then I am going to fuck you silly."

Chrissy cried, "Oh, Ted don't say things like that. Don't talk nasty. Please Ted, don't do it to me. It will hurt too much. Please, no-o-o! You can finger my cunny but please don't try to f-f-fuck me with your c-c-cock. It's too big and thick. It will stretch my cunny too much. Oh, look at ‘it’. It’s so big and it’s leaking on my tummy. Don't make me open my legs too wide. I-I won't be able stop your c-cock when it spreads my cunny open. Oh please. Oh, I know I can't trust you. I know you are not going to do what I ask you. Your c-cock will go in too deep. It will squirt cream in me and fertilize me. You won't do that…..will you? Oh please don't make me open my legs. Please no...I just know you are going to touch my cunny and make me hot so I won't be able to stop you."

I felt Carol's long-nailed fingers put a cold dollop of Vaseline against my anus. She began spreading it around. She stuck a finger in me, then two. She worked her greasy fingers in and out. She massaged my prostate and my little dick got hard. She laughed and used her other hand to pull on my dick. I, unconsciously, began to hump her hand. I tossed my head from side to side. Sweat ran from my forehead. The room was much darker now. A little light came in through the large window facing the bay. I heard a dull buzz from the vibrator Brad handed to Carol.




Chrissy



Ted squatted, and took off his shirt and kicked off his pants and shoes. He appeared large and tanned, like an athlete. His body was much hairier than mine. I could see his hard cock sticking ominously out from his groin silhouetted against the window as he did this. Some pre-cum dropped from the tip. Ted wedged his knees between Chrissy's legs forcing them apart. He put my wife's ankles over his shoulders, giving her a little swat on the ass to remind her who was in charge and placed the tip of his cock against her moist opening. As her legs were splayed, I could see a glint of moisture in her crotch, in the fading light. Her face was beautiful against the pillow. Her hands and arms were stretched out above her head. "Now you can cooperate, Chrissy, and take it on your back like a woman, or I mount you from behind like a dog!" Ted moved the head of his cock up and down Chrissy's little red and swollen pussy mixing her moisture with his pre-cum. I could see the head of Ted's cock tweak Chrissy's clit and I knew that he was destroying her resistance.

Chrissy didn't protest but her lips were pouting and she began mewling and sobbing. She tearfully said, "Ted, don’t spank me anymore. I’ll try to be good. But just let me suck you and rub you. I will make it feel good for you. Don't stick it in me please. You are too big. You will tear my little cunny. Oh Ted, please don't push my legs that far apart. Oh, my poor cunny, it's so puffy and tingly. Oh God, the head is going in. You’re stretching me open. Oh, I’ve never had a c-cock in me before. Joey, help me. He is sticking his cock in me." Ted began a steady thrust with short strokes. Chrissy moaned, "unnghh, Ted just put the head in, don't push it all in." He pulled the head of his cock out and I saw Chrissy's ass hunch up off the bed. Then he pushed the head back in and Chrissy moaned, "unnnghh". Then he pulled the head back out and again Chrissy arched her pelvis off the bed trying to recapture his cock.

She whimpered, "Ted, don't do this to me...please stoppp! Let me do ‘it’ with Joey first. I’ve never done ‘it’ before. Don’t do ‘it’ to me."

Ted teasingly said, "Don't do what?"

She said, "You know...don't stick it in and pull it out."

Ted said, "You mean don't tease you or don’t fuck you. Do you want me to stick it in you and not pull it out?"

She said, "Yesss, please don't......f-f-fuck me. I don't want to be f-f-fucked." Ted continued to push his cock in and pull it out and I could see her stomach muscles rippling and her toes curling each time he put the head of his cock in and out of her pussy. He didn't break her cherry with one enormous thrust, but let her moistening, flowering pussy slowly give way to his gentle assault. When her cherry broke, Chrissy gasped, and kicked her little feet in the air. "Oh Ted, I thought you were going to just push the head in a little. It is too big! Take it out! Oh, I knew you would go too far. Please take it out!" Ted confidently grasped her waist and pulled her the rest of the way onto his shaft. I could hear Chrissy moaning into his chest as he settled his weight on top of her. Her legs bent back and opened widely around Ted's body. My wife's breasts pressed against Ted. Her pussy was tilted up at the perfect angle for fucking. Her feet kicked a little as he settled his ball-sack against her ass. "Oh, Ted, you are in so-o deep. Am I f-fucked now? I didn't know it would go in so-o far. I didn’t know it would feel like this. I can feel it way up in my tummy."

Ted whispered, "Feel what?"

Chrissy whimpered, "You know, your 'thing'. Oh, it's so big. I can feel it throbbing."

Ted said, "You mean my cock?"

Chrissy moaned, "Yes-s, your c-c-cock. Pull your c-c-cock out some. Don't f-f-fuck me with it."

Ted rose up by extending his arms beside Chrissy so that she could see where his cock was penetrating her pussy. “Chrissy, look down and see where my cock is fucking you. Your juices have my cock shiny. Do you see?”

She looked down and said, “Oh Ted, look how your c-cock is stretching me. I can’t believe it fits in me. It is so big and hard. Do you like the way my cunny feels around your cock?”

Ted leaned down, kissed Chrissy deeply and whispered, “Your pussy feels so hot and slick around my cock. When I really start to fuck you it is going to feel so good.”

Carol worked the buzzing dildo into my asshole. It stretched and violated me as I watched my wife being masterfully fucked by my childhood bully. Chrissy looked over at me and said, "Ted, don't let them hurt him. What are they doing?"

Ted said, "Don't worry. He is just getting cock fucked just like you."

Chrissy said, "You mean in his bottom?"

Ted said, "Deep and hard and he likes it. Look at the way his little dick sticks up."

Chrissy said, "Oh, I see. Are you sure it doesn't hurt? Joey, baby are they hurting you? Does it feel good? Why is your little 'dicky' sticking up?"

I moaned into the stocking gag and humped against the carpet. Carol must have worked nine or ten inches of the thing into my gut. I could feel it vibrating deep inside me. She pulled it out and made me roll over on my back. Brad lifted my feet and they turned me so that my ass was facing Ted and Chrissy on the bed. With my feet up in the air my ass was totally exposed. Carol began to push the dildo in and out of my ass...fucking me very slowly. I could not help myself and began to hunch my ass up when Carol would fuck me. My dick was sticking straight up and leaking. I wanted to cum so bad. Carol touched the tip of my dick as she fucked my ass with the dildo. Then she circled my dick with her hand. I hunched and came, shooting cum straight up and back down on my chest and stomach. It felt so-o-o good.

I heard Ted whisper to Chrissy, "Look at Joey, see how much he likes being fucked. Look at him squirt. All of that cum was meant for your pussy. You will like it just as much once I have fucked you a little while and I have some cum for your pussy. Do you want me to fuck you a little? Do you want me to fill your pussy with cum?"

Chrissy whimpered, "I don't know. I-I can’t think. Your c-c-cock is so big and it is so deep in my cunny. I don't want you to f-f-fuck me. Oh, I can feel it throb. Oh, don't make it do that. It makes my cunny feel so funny. It makes my cunny want to feel something sliding in it. Oh, there it goes again. Oh, are you going to f-fuck me? Oh, it makes me want to open my legs. Oh, it makes me hunch. Oh, there it goes again. How did you know I was in 'heat'? Oh, I don't want to be fucked but could you just slide your cock in and out a little? You are not fair. You know I can't stop you when you make it throb. Oh, there it goes again. Could you rub it against my clitty a little bit? You are going to f-f-fuck me good…..aren't you? Are you going to make me come? Oh, there it goes again. I can't help it...I have to hunch when you do that. Are you f-f-fucking me now? Oh, Joey baby, help me! He is f-fucking me. Can you see his big c-cock sticking in my cunny? Can you see it f-fucking me? Joey, he is going to make me come with his c-cock. Oh, I don't want him to f-fuck me but I can't stop him. Joey, can you see what his cock is doing to my cunny? Joey, help me, make him pull it out. Oh Joey, I know he is going to squirt cum and breed me."

Carol pushed the dildo in to the hilt in my ass and more duct tape was used to hold the thing in place. She said, "Would you like for me to pull on your 'dicky' a little more?" I nodded my head and cried into my gag as the tape was wound around my hips. They taped my feet together and then got up, and laughing quietly, left the hotel room.

Ted pumped his cock in and out of my wife. Chrissy moaned with each stroke. The veined shaft glistened with the moisture he pulled from her. Her pussy lips folded in and out with each stroke of his big cock. He wrapped her legs around his waist.

She whined, "Ted, please don't. You are f-f-fucking me…aren't you? I don't want you to fuck me. Just put the head in and hold still. I will squeeze your cock."

Ted knew that he was in complete control and could do as he pleased but he said, "If you want me to stop I will!" With that he pulled his cock out with a 'pop' and said, "Now is that what you want?"

Chrissy was humping off the bed and said, "Ted, baby, maybe you can put it back in a little. My cunny feels so empty and needs something in it. It needs something hard sliding in and out. I’m so hot. I need ‘it’ so bad. I-I just can't think. I-I don't know what to do." Ted teasingly said, "So you want me to fuck you with my cock?" He knew she was too hot to stop and he wanted to hear her beg to be fucked.

Chrissy whispered, "I'm so confused. I don't know. It seems like I can’t think with your cock in me. OK…..f-fuck me a little with your big c-cock." Chrissy was moaning and squirming but had surrendered to the fuck. "I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help it. Joey, I’m sorry but I just have to get fucked right now. Please fuck me. Fuck me deep. Fuck me hard. Make me come! Please make me come. I need to come so bad."

Ted nibbled her ear and whispered, “Do you want me to squirt cum in your pussy and make you pregnant? If I fuck you I am going to squirt cum in you and make a baby.”

“Oh God Ted, I need to be fucked so bad. Please fuck me. I-I don’t want you to squirt cum in me but I have to be fucked. Oh, I don’t know what to do. If you need to cum in me I-I guess it’s OK. Please just fuck me now.”

With that Ted pushed his cock into Chrissy until his balls struck her ass and I saw his ass muscles clench several times. I heard him muttering to her, "Can you feel that, Chrissy?"

"Yes..." She replied.

"Here, lift your legs higher so I can put it against your cervix."

"Oh Ted, it will go too deep, don't cum in me...pull it out...Oh, it's too deep...it’s OK to fuck me but don't cum in me. You'll make a baby-y-y! You'll get me pregnant." I saw her bend her knees again and point her toes, her eyes went wide and her mouth opened in an "O" as he shot his cum into her. "Oh-h, TED I feel it twitching. You are filling me. Your cum is so hot. You are fucking me so good! You’re putting a baby in me!" My wife cried out as Ted injected her with cum. Her legs began to quiver and I could see her asshole clenching, her stomach rippling, her toes curling and I knew that she was coming too.

They didn't separate. Ted rested on his elbows, softly kissing Chrissy. His softening cock was still in Chrissy’s pussy preventing any sperm from draining. After a short while Ted turned on his side and Chrissy snuggled up to his back spoon fashion. Her little hand reached across his body to hold his wet cock. I heard her whispering, “Ted, baby, you used ‘this’ to fuck me so good. Does it feel good for me to keep rubbing ‘it’? Will ‘it’ get hard again if I keep rubbing ‘it’?”

Ted rolled over on his back and put his arm around Chrissy. She snuggled into the crook of his arm and continued to rub his cock with her little hand. “Chrissy, baby, my cock will get hard again if you keep rubbing it. Then I am going to fuck you again, if your pussy is not too sore. Do you want me to fuck you again?”

Chrissy straddled his thigh with her legs and whispered, “Oh, I don’t know if you should f-fuck me again. Can you feel the cum running out of my cunny onto your leg? You filled me so full. I just didn’t know that fucking could feel so good. Mom told me that once I started I would want to do it all the time. But I didn’t believe her.”

Later Ted pulled the covers over them and I saw the shape of his ass humping up and down. I heard my wife cry out from somewhere in there. "Ted, not again...my cunny needs a rest. Your cock is so hard. How much are you going to fuck me? Oh, it feels so good. You’re going to make me come again. You’ve put so much sperm in me. I know you’re making me pregnant."

The covers came off and I saw that he had both hands on her firm ass cheeks and was really fucking her hard. He would give her long slow strokes and then quick short strokes making sure his cock rubbed her engorged clit. Chrissy could not seem to get enough and was fucking like a bunny in heat. She was hunching her ass off the bed driving Ted's cock deep into her pussy. I could hear the wet squelching sounds as his cock went in and out of Chrissy's cum filled pussy. Chrissy was truly being fucked out of her mind. Her body had taken over and all she cared about was the hard cock fucking in and out of her pussy. She was coming in an almost a continuous stream of orgasms and her body gleamed with perspiration.

Ted said, "I'm going to fill your pussy really full one more time and then I will teach you something else."

Chrissy whimpered. "Teach me what? You don't plan to f-f-fuck my bottom like Joey, do you? I don't know if I would like that. I don't think my b-bottom could take your b-big c-cock."

I was reminded of the time when I was little and peeked into my parent’s bedroom to find out what was making the bed spring squeaking noise. My asshole was stretched and pained. The vibrator continued to throb in my belly. Even though I had come once my balls still ached. 

I think I may have passed out. I could see the moon outside. When I opened my eyes, Ted and Chrissy were doing it slowly. He had her bent over on her hands and knees, her young firm ass in the air, and against him. I could see his ball-sack swinging between her legs. His cock was embedded in her pussy. She didn't appear to be fighting him anymore. She had completely surrendered. She said, "Ted, what are you doing? I-I think I like it better when I can see you and kiss you when you fuck me. Oh, this makes me feel like a bitch in heat. You don't think I am a dog do you Ted, baby? Why are you fucking me like a dog? Don’t touch me there!"

Ted said, "Where?"

She said, "You know ...my bottom."

He said, "You mean your ass?" He rubbed his moistened finger tip on her anus pressing inward very lightly.

She said, "Y-yes my a-a-ass." He pushed his finger into her ass at the same time he pushed his cock into her pussy. "Oh Ted that makes me want to clench my a-ass and my cunny. Can you feel me squeeze? Oh Ted, you have to stop! It feels too good. How did you know I would like something sticking in my a-a-ass? Oh God, you are making me com-m-m-m-e again! Fuck me, fuck me good, fuck my cunny, fuck my ass, fuck me deep." I remember seeing her arch her back as he thrust forward and grunted again. She kicked her legs again as he did this. I knew he was injecting her with cum one more time. "Squirt cum in me. Fill me! Fuck a baby into my tummy!" I could see cum foam out of Chrissy's pussy around Ted's cock and run down her firm inner thighs. I could see Ted's ass muscles clench again and again. 

The door slammed. My wrists were free, [the tape was cut]. I hurriedly worked the damned duct tape off my wrists and ankles, and extricated the dildo from my butt. I had worn the batteries out. Sunlight was streaming in. Chrissy and I were alone. I ran to the bed and woke her to see if she were alright.

"Chrissy! CHRISSY! Wake up for Gods sake! Are you okay!!?" She moaned and rolled over, putting her arms around me slowly. I pulled her into me and gently kissed her.

"I'm alright, dear. I hope you didn't see and hear what that Ted Baxter did to me last night. It was awful. He just fucked my little cunny so much. I tried to stop him but he got between my legs and worked his big cock into me. He made it throb and twitch inside me and it made me come and come. I was really fucked-out when he finally left us alone." Her voice sounded strange and detached.

I kissed her and kissed her and ran my hands around her and pushed a finger into her pussy. She felt wonderful. She smelled musky. I could still smell Ted's aftershave and his cum on her. She said, "Did they hurt you, Joey baby? Let me see what they did to you. Did they f-fuck you in the bottom?" She touched my sore anus with her finger and said, "Poor baby. Did they get you all hot and bothered? Let me rub it and make it better." With that she pushed her finger into her pussy and moistened it with cum and began to finger-fuck my ass. She said, "Does this feel good...like a little cock f-fucking you? You know, you could fuck me while I fuck you. Would that be fun?"

Even though I had come one time when Carol touched me, I found myself aroused. I was kissing my lovely new wife and feeling her bare, secret places for the first time. She was kissing me back. I rolled myself on top of her as we embraced. I confidently spread my wife's thighs. "Stop Joey..." she said. She smiled at me sweetly as I stared agape at her. "Go get a condom from the bathroom, please. I don’t want to have different cum in me right now." She brushed some hair out of her face.

"But....but..." I stammered.

"GO, get a condom!" She said firmly, and then kissed my cheek.

I returned quickly with the condom, fumbled it on, and tried to resume our former passion. She lay back, calmly, as I slipped my gloved pecker into her pussy. Even through the condom I could feel the heat and incredible moisture. "Is it all in...? You can fuck me as hard as you want to you know. That nasty Ted Baxter really stretched my little cunny when he fucked me last night. I guess we can at least thank him for that. At least you don't have to worry about hurting me with your little 'dicky'. Later I might want to fuck that black plastic cock that Carol used to fuck your ass. Will that be OK? How did it feel in your bottom? Maybe you would like to stick your little 'dicky' in my bottom so I could see how it feels," she said.

Two years later we have a little one-year old running around the house. Chrissy is happy. She still retains her child-like beauty and her body is still firm from her twice weekly tennis outings. Her family is ecstatic. I am the breadwinner, and little else, it seems. The kid is a brat already. Chrissy insists that he looks like me. Ha. Ha. We always use condoms. ["I must be careful, Chrissy says!"] To make matters worse, at the last big family gathering, her folks mentioned that Ted Baxter was back in town and her father suggested another grandchild. Chrissy said, "Oh Daddy, I haven't forgotten what you got Ted to do on our honeymoon. It was so awful. You remember, don't you, Joey? Daddy, how could you have done such a thing? Is Ted married yet?"

End.

Chapter 2

Chrissy....Ted takes the Family to Dinner by Vwrite

About a week later on a Saturday afternoon Chrissy's mother stopped by for a visit after doing some shopping at the nearby mall. I answered the door and said, "Hello Jessica, this is a pleasant surprise. Come on in. We were just watching an HBO movie in the den."

Jessica said, "Hello, Joey. Since our last visit I have been curious about what Chrissy and Bill were talking about regarding your honeymoon. I asked Bill about it but he said that I would have to talk to Chrissy."

"Well come on in. Chrissy may tell you about it. I don't know." Jessica came into the den and, after exchanging greetings and kisses, pointedly asked Chrissy what had happened on our honeymoon that she and her father were talking about the last time they visited.

"Oh, Mom, I really don't want to talk about it but, if you really want to know, I will tell you. We have never kept secrets from each other. Dad arranged for Ted Baxter and two friends to come to our hotel room the first night of our honeymoon....Joey, you may not want to listen to this....it's up to you."

"I don't really mind....It is ancient history....I'll get you both a glass of wine."

Chrissy began, "Mom, they came into our hotel room and Ted 'had his way with me' even though I tried to stop him. Brad and Carol also 'had their way' with Joey."

Jessica said, "You mean they raped you and Joey?"

Chrissy said, "Well…..not exactly. It was more like they overcame our defenses and we could not resist."




Chrissy



Jessica, looked incredulous and said, "I don't understand. What exactly did Ted do?"

Chrissy rolled her eyes and said, "Well….if you must know details, Ted forced me lick and suck his 'thing' until it got very hard. He stripped off my panties and wedged his knees between my legs." I could see Jessica starting to squirm in her chair but she was listening intently to every word.

Jessica said, "Was his 'thing'...his c-cock, very long and thick?

Chrissy squirmed, "Yes, Yes it was. It was even longer and thicker than Daddy's and much, much bigger than Joey's. Well, after he had me naked and was between my legs, he worked his c-cock into my cunny." Jessica was crossing and un-crossing her long slender legs frequently and her skirt had ridden up her thighs. "Mom, when he got ‘it’ all in he made it throb and twitch and I just had to come. I could not stop myself. He did 'it' to me all night long and made me come and come. My cunny was so-o stretched. He squirted so much cream in me that it ran down my legs."

"Oh, my poor baby, you and Joey had never…well....fucked before, had you? You were still a virgin...weren't you...and you had to submit to such a big.....you know....cock the first time. I know it must have been awful to get....I'll just say it....so-o-o f-fucked against your will. Oh Joey, witnessing Chrissy getting so-o-o f-fucked like that must have been terrible for you, as well."

Chrissy exclaimed, "Joey was 'occupied' too. They forced a large black dildo into his bottom and made him squirt, didn't they Joey?" I nodded, being too embarrassed to speak.

"Really, that is incredible! How crude. That must have been excruciating. Well, I just had to know the story. You see Ted called your father and invited us all out for drinks and dinner next Saturday. It might be fun to go. What do you think?"

Chrissy looked over at me with a questioning expression and then said, "We-l-l-l-l, I guess that will be O-KKK. We shouldn't appear unfriendly, right Joey?" I rolled my eyes at Chrissy and nodded. "Great, Joey and I will pick up you and Dad and we can all go together." I was questioning the whole idea and did not really want to go but I knew the decision was made so I again nodded in the affirmative. I knew next weekend would coincide with one of Chrissy's fertile periods and I had an ominous feeling about her being in contact with Ted.

The next Saturday rolled around quickly and we arranged for a babysitter. It was warm out and Chrissy dressed in a one-piece strapless black sheath dress over her bikini panties and small bra. She didn't need stockings because of her tan and the warm weather. She looked sexy and great! She smelled wonderful and had that rosy glow about her that she gets in her fertile periods. 

We drove over to pick up her parents. Jessica, Chrissy's mother, answered the door. She immediately provided the first bit of disturbing news for the night. There was an IT problem at the office and Chrissy's father had to go to work.

Jessica was in her early forties but looked ten years younger. She was active, with Chrissy, in the tennis club. This kept her body firm and she also had a great tan. She always reminded me a little bit of a classy Sharon Stone. She was sexily dressed and looked almost as hot as Chrissy. She said, "Bill will join us later. He said to go ahead and enjoy ourselves."

"You two certainly do look beautiful tonight. You both could be cheer leader prom queens. You will have all the men's heads turning tonight. Shall we go?"

"Joey, I just hope we can keep your and Ted's attention tonight...right mother?" Jessica just giggled in a rather silly manner.

We all rode in the front seat and both Chrissy's and Jessica's dresses rode up their thighs almost to their panties. My little prick got hard and Chrissy noticed and pressed her left thigh against my right thigh to let me know she noticed. When we got to the restaurant and got out of the car Chrissy whispered to me, "I wish you could stick your 'dicky' in my cunny right now. I'm very hot and need it now."

We met Ted in the lounge and he was all smiles and warmth. "Hello Chrissy. Hello Joey, my man. Hello, Mrs. Thompson, this is..."

Jessica interrupted to say, "Just call me Jessica, Ted."

"Well, alright, Mrs. ....err....Jessica. It is a pleasure to see you again. You are just as beautiful as you were when Chrissy, Joey and I were in high school." Jessica just smiled and I knew that any grudge against Ted for what he had done to Chrissy had been erased.

While waiting for our table we had a round of drinks and caught up on Ted's recent history, as well as the history of some of our friends. After ordering a second round of drinks my cell phone rang. It was Bill, Chrissy's dad. He had not been able to solve the IT problem and needed me to come to the office. I had no choice but to go. I explained the problem and Ted said he would look after the 'girls' until we could get back. I left, with some misgivings, and went to the office. After working for over three hours it became clear that this was going to be an all night effort for both Bill and myself in order to correct the problem. We called Jessica on her cell phone and explained the situation. They had already finished dinner and were having drinks. Ted graciously said that he would escort the 'girls' home.

They were going to have drinks, chat a while longer and maybe dance some. We were able to piece together the events of the remainder of the evening from the comments of Chrissy and her mother. Our family kept few secrets and we forgive indiscretions easily.

While talking Ted would occasionally allow his hand to touch Chrissy's or Jessica's thigh under the table as he was making a point. Each time he did this Chrissy would unconsciously move her leg toward Ted opening her legs a bit. Jessica, on the other hand, would flinch ever so slightly but would make no effort to remove his hand. Ted noticed that neither Chrissy nor Jessica was wearing stockings and that their thighs were very firm. As the evening progressed Chrissy’s dress rode up her thighs and on one occasion Ted’s hand came to rest on her inner thigh just below her panties. When his fingers rubbed against Chrissy’s panties she dropped her hand down to cover his hand. She made no effort to remove his hand but she did moisten her lips with the tip of her tongue and said, “Ted, be a gentleman now.” Ted moved a finger under the leg band of Chrissy’s panties and lightly rubbed her pussy. “Ted, a gentleman wouldn’t do that.”

Apparently, Ted, as a courtesy, asked Jessica to dance. Chrissy heard Jessica tell Ted that she knew what had happened on our honeymoon. Ted was very apologetic and said that it was Chrissy's father's idea. He totally 'snowed' Jessica and soon they were dancing with Ted's hands around Jessica's waist and Jessica's hands on Ted's shoulders. Chrissy heard Ted tell Jessica how hot she looked and that he could not really believe that she was Chrissy's mother. Ted's hands dropped lower until they were resting on the upper curves of Jessica's ass. He pulled her pelvis into his groin and the growing bulge in his trousers. Jessica said, "Now I know what you used to deflower Chrissy. I feel how long and thick it is. I see why it was impossible for her to resist. I understand that you made her come and come all night long. I also understand that you knocked her up that night."

Ted moved his right hand onto Jessica’s ass and massaged her crack with his fingers. He kissed her ear and whispered, “Do you think I could make you come on my cock if I pushed it all the way into your pussy? Would you like to have ‘it’ sticking in you?” Jessica groaned and pushed her pelvis more tightly against Ted’s groin.

They moved into a more secluded spot and Jessica reached between them and squeezed Ted's cock through his trousers. "Is this for me or for Chrissy? Do you think you can knock her up again tonight? I think it is time to take us home. Drop me first. I want you both to come in for a drink." Ted just groaned and agreed that it was time to go.

When they left the restaurant and got to the car Jessica exclaimed, "I didn't know that you had a BMW-735. I've always wanted to drive a Beemer. Please, can I drive? You 'guys' ride in the back and I will be the chauffeur." They got in with Jessica driving and Ted and Chrissy in the backseat.

Ted whispered, "Chrissy, do you remember the last time we were in the back seat of a car together back in high school? Do you remember what we did?” He put his arm around her bare shoulders and pulled her next to him. Chrissy's short dress rode up her thighs almost to her panties as she slid across the seat.

Chrissy looked up at him and said, "I remember but Mom's driving and we can't do 'that'. Joey wouldn't want me to do 'that'. I also remember how b-a-ad-d you, Brad and Carol were on our honeymoon....Do you remember? I had to tell Mom about what you did. You wouldn't do those things again....would you? So please don't touch me, Ted."

Jessica overheard and said, "I am just the driver. Pretend that I'm not here. I always thought you two were such a nice couple when you dated in high school. Why don’t you just pretend you are back in high school?"

Chrissy laughingly said, "Mom, you should protect ME, not encourage Ted."

Ted tipped her chin up and he kissed her lightly saying, "You are so sexy I can't help myself." Then he kissed her more deeply pushing his tongue into Chrissy's mouth.

Chrissy moaned, "You shouldn't kiss me like that. I'm a married woman, remember? It was nice to go to dinner with you but you have to be a gentleman...You will be a gentleman, won't you? You won't take advantage of me....will you? I’ll bet you tell all of the women you date that they are sexy. Am I special?" Ted's hand around her shoulder began to move onto her breast. His finger slipped under the strapless dress and bra to touch her nipple. Chrissy leaned against Ted, tongued his ear and whispered, "Oh Ted, don't touch me like that. You know how sensitive I am. You always knew that when you rubbed my nips it made my cunny get all wet and feel funny. Mom, tell him to stop rubbing my boobs." He moved his left hand onto her thigh and slid it up under her short dress until he was touching her panties. Chrissy opened her legs to give Ted greater access to her pussy but whined, "Ted, don't touch me there. Oh, don't put your fingers under my panties. Don't touch my cunny. Mom, do you know what he is doing to me?"

"I know, baby...I think he is getting you ready for intercourse…but how can I stop him? Just try to keep your legs together, baby. Maybe you can make him satisfied if you touch him."

"Mommy, how can you suggest that I 'touch' him? But, maybe you are right." Chrissy let her hand fall onto the bulge in Ted's trousers. "Oh my God, I forgot how long and thick your c-cock is. I don't know how that ever went into my cunny. Has it grown in the past two years? You are not going to try to stick it in me again....are you? You don't think It would fit in my cunny now....Do you?" Ted continued to massage her pussy and Chrissy lifted her left leg and draped it across Ted’s right leg surrendering her pussy to his touch.

Jessica said, "It is big, baby, but just squeeze it and kiss it and make it feel good. We at least owe Ted that for taking us to dinner."

Chrissy eased Ted's zipper down and pulled out his cock. It was already getting hard and was leaking pre-cum. Chrissy kissed Ted and whispered, “Look the head is peaking out and dripping. Let me see what you taste like.” She leaned over and put her oval lips around the head and laved it with her tongue. “Umm, you taste good. Do you like the way my tongue feels? Have you made babies in other girls with your big cock?”

Ted groaned, "Unnnghhh!" and Jessica began to finger her clit over her panties. As she watched Chrissy’s head bobbing in the mirror she somewhat breathlessly said, "We'll be at our house soon. Then we can have a drink and be more comfortable." They pulled into the driveway and went into the house. Ted did not even bother to zip his trousers and his cock stuck out of his fly ominously.

While staring openly at Ted's cock Jessica said, "I'll fix us a drink and then we'll get more comfortable. Go on up to our bedroom. I'll be right up."

"But, but…Mom,” Chrissy protested…“Why the bedroom? Shouldn't we stay downstairs?"

"Chrissy, don't be a baby! You know you need to get fucked and you certainly have Ted ready to fuck you so why not go up to the bedroom and be comfortable."

"But Mom....Don't talk nastee. Look at his c-cock. I-It is so b-big. I-It is so t-thick. I-It will hurt if he sticks it in my cunny." Ted led her up to the bedroom and they sat down on the bed. Chrissy leaned against the bed rest and did not protest as Ted pushed her dress up around her waist. His hand began to massage her pussy and Chrissy moaned and opened her legs. She whimpered, "Ted, Is Mom right? Am I going to get f-fucked? Are you going to stick your big cock in my cunny again? Are you going to make it twitch and throb? Are you going to make me come?"

Jessica walked in with the drinks and over hearing Chrissy said, "Of course he is going to stick his big cock in your pussy and make you come. All healthy women need a big cock fucking at least some of the time." With that she unzipped her dress and it dropped to the floor. Then she helped Chrissy out of her dress. They were both left with just bra and panties. Jessica then helped Ted to remove all of his clothes. When his boxers fell his cock was sticking out from his groin and the purple head had emerged from the skin flap. Pre-cum was dripping from the tip and Jessica used her thumb to rub the head of Ted’s cock. Ted was not sure what he was getting into but he thought he was going to enjoy it.

"Ted, get up on the bed with Chrissy. Chrissy, you get in the middle and I'll be on this side to comfort you. Just pretend I am not here while you two lovers are enjoying a good fuck. If Ted does bad things to you I will be here to stop him."

"But Mom, I don't want to get f-fucked again by Ted. Joey would not want Ted to f-fuck me. I am married. Only Joey is supposed to fuck me."

"Don’t worry about Joey. Of course you want to get fucked, baby. Look at how puffy your pussy is. Here let me take those panties down.” She hooked her thumbs in Chrissy’s panties and pulled them down. Chrissy lifted her ass and let her mother take her panties off. “See! Your pussy is all rosy and wet. Look at how the lips are swollen and they have separated. It is very aroused and is almost ready to be fucked. Ted, finish getting her ready."

"Chrissy, baby, I’m going to make it good for you. Once my cock is fucking you nothing else will matter. Once I get deep into your pussy you won’t be able to think of anything but getting fucked. You know how much your mother wants me to fuck you. You don’t want to disappoint your mother….do you?"

With that Ted slipped to the bottom of the bed and got between Chrissy's legs. He began to kiss her inner thighs. She whimpered, "Oh Mom, stop him. Look at what he is doing," and opened her legs further. When Ted's lips reached her pussy he made a long lick with his tongue from the bottom of Chrissy's slit to her clit. She moaned, "unnghhh," and her pelvis came up from the bed. Jessica pulled Chrissy's leg over closer to her and lightly massaged her inner thigh and stomach.

"Oh Mom, don't help him to get my legs open. You know what he will do to me, don't you? You want him to breed me…don’t you Mom? Do you want to see his b-big c-cock sliding in and out of my little cunny? Do you want to see your daughter being f-fucked? Do you want to see Ted’s cum dripping from my cunny? You do…don’t you?” Jessica just smiled reassuringly. “You want him to fuck a baby in me. Oh, I can see it's making your cunny all wet thinking about it. Ted, look at Mom's panties...they are all wet. Help her to take them off."

"Mrs. Thom....Jessica, just lift up your butt and I will slide them down." Her panties came off with a whisper. "Mrs. Thom....Jessica, do you have some lubricant and some 'toys' handy?"

"Ted, I keep all sorts of things like that right here in the night stand, next to the bed. Why do you ask?"

"Would you get a dildo and some lube and help me to get ready to fuck Chrissy? You know, just rub some lube around my ass, maybe suck my cock a little and use the dildo to massage my prostate."

"Oh Ted, baby, I don't know if I should do that in front of Chrissy, but O-KK, if you think you need the attention. We certainly owe you for the nice dinner."

"You may as well because I am going to be giving your pussy some attention, too. I can see that it needs a good fucking."

Chrissy whimpered, "Mommy, are you really going to let him f-fuck you with me watching? I only saw you f-fucking Daddy once. You were making so much noise so I cracked your bedroom door and peaked in. You were lying on your back. Daddy was between your legs and they were up in the air. His c-cock was in your cunny pumping in and out. You were moaning and grunting so loudly I thought Daddy was hurting you. Ted's c-cock is much bigger than Daddy's. I don't think you should let Ted f-fuck you. He might hurt you. But if you are going to help Ted f-fuck me, then maybe I will help him f-fuck you. Will that be O-KKK?"

Ted moved up between Chrissy's legs, grasped his cock and began to rub the head up and down her pussy slit, carefully tweaking her clit. Jessica got the lube and toys and moved to the bottom of the bed behind Ted. She lightly rubbed Ted's ass, kissed him on the back and trailed a hand down his ass crack to his balls and onto his cock. She whispered to Ted, "Do you want me to put it in?" Ted shook his head and Jessica trailed her hand back up his ass crack. She squeezed some lube on her fingers, spread his cheeks and touched the cold lube to Ted's anus. Ted jumped. "Sorry baby, I'll warm it up." She began to massage the lube onto Ted's anus increasing the pressure until a finger tip popped into Ted's ass.

He groaned, "Unnnghhhh, Mrs. Thompson, ‘that’ feels so good." Jessica pushed her finger into the last knuckle and twisted it around. She found Ted's prostate and began a vigorous massage. Ted groaned again, "Unnghhh, My God! What are you doing to me?" Ted just had to clench his ass muscles. 

Chrissy felt Ted move and whispered, "What is Mom doing? Is she finger-fucking your a-ass? Is that what you want? Do you want her to f-fuck you while you are f-fucking me? Ted pushed the head of his cock into Chrissy's pussy. "Oh Ted, are you going to f-fuck me now while Mom is f-fucking you?” She arched her pelvis and Ted's cock slid in further. Chrissy grunted, "unnghh", and Ted clenched his ass again driving his cock in to the hilt. The air came out of Chrissy's lungs and she moaned, "Oh God! Ted, I forgot just how big your c-cock felt. It is completely up in my tummy. Oh, take it out a little." Ted relaxed his ass muscles and Jessica lubed the ribbed dildo and slowly pushed it into Ted's anus. She didn't stop until all 6 inches were embedded. Ted clenched again and drove his cock into Chrissy. She moaned again, "Oh Ted, you are going to f-fuck me good aren't you? Are you going to make me come? Are you going to shoot cream in me and make another baby? Oh, don't cum inside me. You might get me pregnant. Remember two years ago you shot so much cum in me it ran down my legs. Do you remember? Mommy, don't let him shoot cum in me, please. Help me. Make him pull it out before he shoots cum in me. Just f-fuck me good but don't cum in me, O-KK?”

Jessica began to slide the ribbed dildo in and out of Ted's ass. This was too much for Ted. He began to fuck Chrissy with long fast strokes. His balls felt like they were about to explode. Jessica massaged his balls and marveled that Chrissy could take his cock to the hilt. Ted could feel cum start to move up his cock. He could not stop it. “Chrissy, baby, get ready. I’m going to squirt cum in your pussy. I’m cumming!”




Chrissy and Craig



This is a work of fiction, intending to be enjoyed by consenting adults.  If adult material offends you, please do not read further.

Chrissy Langton was a typical southern Californian.  She was blonde, her hair coming down to rest just above the swell of her buttocks, blue eyes and a trim, athletic body honed from hours of surfing, blading and running.  And while her looks got many admiring glances cast her way, it was her personality that was the most stunning part of Chrissy.  People tended to gravitate towards her, she was open, warm, friendly and with a natural ease that most deemed to be a bit flirtatious.  

Chrissy was finishing up her day at the mortgage company when Craig Davidson stopped by her desk.  Craig was the essence of a black man.  Standing 6’3”, he was lean from years of basketball, mainly college ball, but it was his easy smile and gorgeous eyes that caused most of the compliments passed his way.  Although once a woman got to know him intimately, it was the size of his cock and his talent in the bedroom that outshone his other attributes.  Craig was blessed with a 9 inch cock with plenty of girth and heavy set of balls that he loved women to suck on.  

“What are you doing after work Chrissy,” he asked as he flicked his eyes over her body.   

Chrissy was dressed in a black suit, the skirt stopping mid-thigh, with her full breasts filling out the jacket.  To complete the outfit, Chrissy had paired a black onyx choker and a pair of three inch strappy heels with her suit.  “I’m just going to head over to O’Brannigan’s for a beer and some dancing.  Want to join me,” she asked as she bent down to pick up her briefcase.  What she didn’t realize was that went she bent over, she flashed Craig the tops of her black lace covered tits.  

Craig felt his cock begin to stir in his pants. “Yeah, that sounds like fun.  But am I dressed ok for that place?” he asked.  

Chrissy let her eyes roam over him, starting with his clean shaven head, his chocolate brown eyes and his full, sensuous mouth surrounded by a close clipped goatee.  His broad shoulders were covered with a dark plum oxford that tapered down to his hips which sported a pair of khakis.  He sure is fine as hell, Chrissy thought to herself, I wonder if what they say about black men is true.

Craig drove Chrissy to the local watering hole, O’Brannigan’s, which could really only be described as a dive, but it seemed like tons of people flocked there on Fridays to forget the week or just hang out or find someone to keep them company for the night.  As Chrissy swung her legs out of Craig’s Mercedes, he caught a glimpse of the lace tops of her stockings and a bit of tan flesh that was revealed where the lace stopped.  Craig felt his balls start to tingle as she flashed a large smile up at him as he held out his hand to help her out of the car.  As they walked into O’Brannigan’s, Craig’s hand found it’s way to the small of Chrissy’s back, partly to guide her through the crowd, the other part to have his hand resting at the swell of her backside.  

Chrissy smiled and called out, “Hey Mike! How about two beers and two shots of Jack for me and my friend Craig?”  

“Sure thing kid.  Coming right up, why don’t you grab a table and I’ll have Sally bring them out to you,” Mike hollered back. 

Chrissy snagged one the last tables, and smiled when Craig held her chair out for her.  Over the next three hours, they shared round after round, told war stories of former lovers and flirted.  At midnight, Chrissy excused herself to go to the ladies room.  Once inside the stall, she found that she was aroused, her clit standing out from between her pussy lips.  She wondered if it was from all the alcohol or more from the company she was keeping.  She had to admit that Craig was tall, dark and handsome and from what her wandering hands had surmised, he was hung as well.  She finished up and headed back to their table, a bit unsteady on her feet.

When Chrissy sat down at the table, Craig placed his hand over hers, and looked into her eyes.  “I hate to cut our party short Chris, but I’ve got an early game tomorrow and if I don’t head out now, I’ll end up spending all night sitting here with you.  Not that I mind, but I hate to leave the other guys hanging tomorrow.”  

“Don’t worry about it Craig.  I was going to see if you were ready to leave and maybe if you’d give me a ride home.  I don’t think I’m in any condition to drive,” Chrissy said.  

Craig licked his full lips and said, “Let me settle up the tab and we’ll go ahead and leave.”

On the way out to the car, Craig slipped an arm around Chrissy’s shoulders as she shivered in the night air.  Opening her door, Craig was treated again to a flash of her breasts and thighs as she climbed in and he closed the door and headed to the driver’s side.  After following Chrissy’s precise directions, they arrived at her beachfront condo.  

“Chrissy, I had more fun than I think I’ve had in a while.  I want to thank you and possibly take you out again, if you’d like,” Craig said as he stared into her blue eyes.  

“I’d love that Craig, you’re so easy to talk to and I feel very comfortable and safe around you, “Chrissy replied as she gazed back.  

Craig leaned closer to her, and gently kissed her.  Softly, just a whisper of a caress, then he slanted his lips over hers and coaxed her mouth open.  Chrissy sighed as she felt Craig’s talented tongue slide over hers and slid her tongue into his inviting mouth.  Chrissy felt Craig’s hand move to her thigh, just rubbing the top of her stocking, but sending shivers directly to her pussy, making it tingle with anticipation.  

“Would you like to come up,” she breathlessly asked as she pulled back from Craig’s kiss.  

“More than anything.  I’ve never met a woman as sexy and sensual as you Chrissy,” Craig answered.  

As they climbed the stairs to Chrissy’s condo, Craig couldn’t help but admire her shapely calves, set off even more by her heels.  Her trim ass seemed to be beckoning his eyes as it swayed seductively under her black skirt.  He couldn’t stop his hand from coming out to squeeze her cheek, feeling the firmness of her ass, first one cheek then the other.  Chrissy turned the key in the lock, and once inside immediately moved into Craig’s arms.  Kissing him lightly at first, teasingly, then quickly sliding her tongue into his mouth, her arms coming up to wrap themselves around his neck.  Craig returned his hands to her ass, stroking and squeezing the succulent flesh there alternately.  Chrissy shifted her body, moaning into his mouth when she felt his erection press into her stomach.  Craig moved his hands, grabbing the backs of her thighs, pulling her up his body so that Chrissy was clinging to his neck as he carried her through the house to her bedroom.  Slowly letting her slide down his body, past his cock which was straining to be released from the confines of his khakis.

Chrissy sat on the bed between Craig’s thighs as he stood in front of her.  Licking her red lips, she undid the button of his pants, and slowly pulled down the zipper.  She could see the bulge his rock hard cock made in the front of his briefs, and once again feeling her pussy clench, she pulled those down to join his pants at the floor.  His cock was huge, 9 inches of pure fuck meat.  The head was the size of a plum, shiny with precum and the shaft was threaded with veins that seemed to throb.  She parted her lips and stuck her tongue out to taste him.  She swirled her tongue around the head, hearing him groan as she closed her lips around him.  She began to suck harder, using her hand to stroke the shaft where she couldn’t reach with her mouth.  She bobbed up and down on his cock, feeling the veins throb as his cock seemed to grow even more in her mouth.  Craig fisted his hands in her long blonde hair, watching his black monster slide in and out of her red lips.  The startling contrast of her white hands on his cock was almost enough to send her over the edge. 

Pulling back slightly, Craig pulled Chrissy up for another kiss.  He started kissing her throat, while unbuttoning her jacket.  When her jacket had joined his pants and briefs on the floor, he turned his attentions to her 36C breasts, still encased in the black lace bra.  Sliding his tongue under the lace, he found her nipples, already hard and straining.  He reached behind Chrissy and unclasped her bra, allowing her full and firm tits to be released from the lace.  Once they were free, he bent his head, taking the nipple into his eager mouth, suckling hard, drawing her nipple out and harder.  His other hand was busy with her other breast, and as Chrissy looked down, she felt her pussy gush as she saw the contrast his hand made on her pale breast.  She reached behind herself and deftly undid her skirt, allowing it to slither down her hips.  Chrissy was now standing in front of Craig in just her black thong and thigh high stockings that were topped with lace.  His groan of need told her that her body pleased him.  

Lying back on the bed, Chrissy parted her thighs slightly, giving Craig a view of her dripping wet pussy.  He immediately pulled his shirt off and climbed on the bed.  Kissing her once more, he ran his tongue down her torso, dipping his tongue in her bellybutton, nipping lightly at her hips.  Chrissy moaned as she felt his tongue on her inner thighs and spreading her thighs more, waited anxiously for his tongue to touch her there.  She was rewarded soon enough as she felt his tongue slide underneath her thong to taste her pussy.  He eased the garment off her body, and spreading her pussy lips, began to lick first her lips, then sliding into her pussy, he began to torment her clit.  Softly at first, just glancing the tip of his tongue across the stiff point, then drawing her clit between his lips and sucking until Chrissy’s hips were bucking off the bed and her hands came up to hold his head there as she came over and over and her sweet juices flowed like an overturned cup.  

Letting her come down from such an intense orgasm, Craig stroked Chrissy’s body.  Soon Chrissy was begging him to fuck her.  Craig rolled over onto to his back, pulling Chrissy on top of him.  

“I’m going to let you take control of this Chris.  I don’t want to hurt you, so you go at a pace that is ok with you,” Craig said as he aimed the head of his cock at her pussy entrance.  

Chrissy grabbed his cock at the base and rotating her hips, slowly wet the entire head with her juices, and placing the head at her opening, slowly sank down his shaft until her ass was resting on his hips.  

“Oh God, you are filling me so much,” she moaned as she began to rock back and forth.  Chrissy kept up the slow pace; rubbing her clit on her shaft as she rotated her hips back and forth and around in small circles while Craig pulled and twisted her nipples.  

“OH! OH! OH! I’m CUMMING.  OH SHIT, OH MY GOD, OH FUCK, I’M CUMMING,” Chrissy screamed as her pussy clamped down on Craig’s cock.  

He felt her pussy milking his cock as he twisted her nipples, causing her to moan even more.  Sliding out from underneath Chrissy, Craig positioned himself behind her, lining up his cock at her pussy.  Grabbing her hips, he thrust into her steaming snatch, all 9 inches sliding home in that one movement. Chrissy began to finger her clit as Craig began to saw his cock in and out.  Grabbing her ass cheeks and holding them apart, he had a great view of his black cock pumping in and out of her pussy, her pussy lips clinging to his cock as he withdrew.  His balls began to slap against her pussy as he hammered her harder and harder.  Chrissy had never felt fuller in all of her life; Craig’s cock was continuously sending her over the edge.  

“Oh God!  That’s it Craig.  Fuck me hard with that big, black cock. Make me your little slut.  Fuck me!” she screamed as he began to thrust harder.  

“Have you ever been fucked up the ass?” Craig asked her while slowing down on his thrusts.   

“Once, by a guy with a tiny prick.  Oh, fuck me up the ass Craig.  Fill me up there too!” Chrissy moaned.  

Craig dipped two fingers in her pussy and wetting her asshole, inserted one finger and began to stretch her hole to permit his large cock.  Adding another finger and then having a total of three fingers in her ass, Craig pulled his fingers out and placed the head at the puckered hole.  Pushing forward slowly, he felt her sphincter resist and then give as the huge cock head popped in.  Pushing backward, Chrissy felt his shaft slide into her tightest hole until his balls rested on her pussy.  

“Oh, God, it hurts but it feels sooo good.  Fuck my ass good Craig,” Chrissy said as she looked over her shoulder at Craig.  

Grabbing her shoulders, Craig began pumping his cock in and out of her ass, feeling her sphincter tighten and relax as she began to cum.  Craig pumped faster, the friction was incredible on his cock, it was so tight.  Grabbing her hair, Craig groaned and began cumming.  

“OH YES!!!! CUM IN MY ASS CRAIG!!! FILL ME UP!!!” Chrissy screamed as she came and her ass clamped tight around his cock.  Slowly coming down, Craig rolled over to his back, taking Chrissy with him.

“What about your game tomorrow?  I hate to have you leave when I can’t wait to fuck you again,” Chrissy said as she lay next to Craig.

“The boys will understand me missing the game sexy.  They’d clown me if I went instead of spending more time fucking you,” Craig said and bent his head to kiss her. 

Feedback appreciated. 



Chrissy & The Bikers



Sitting in her car, Chrissy looked at the row of Harleys in front of the biker bar and wondered if this was such a good idea after all. But she knew this was not the time to hesitate, and the opportunity might not come again for a long time.

"Fuck it!" she said out loud, "I need this!"

Determined now, she parked her car around the back of roadhouse and walked in.

Chrissy Easton is a beautiful, married 30-year old woman. Not only is her face lovely, but her body can turn heads. Although she's been married for four years, she has never lost her craving for new men. Before she was married she was always ready for some hot, nasty sex. Starting in college with men, she went on to do threesomes, even girls - she tried it all before she graduated. After college she continued her lusty ways, even banging three guys at once. She was twenty-six and thinking about settling down when she met Jack. They hit it off really well. The sex was great and he was very sweet to her. Jack was making a pretty decent living as a lawyer who represents small businesses, so why not give marriage a try? Wisely, she had kept him in the dark about her past. Jack thought she was a sweet innocent girl who, although she may not have been a virgin when they met, was fairly limited in her sexual experiences. She held back some of her nastier bedroom tricks for fear he might wonder where she had learned them. For example, she has never let him cum in her mouth and she has told him she won't do anal. But what they do is very hot, and he considers himself a lucky man. When she and Jack are fucking she likes to wear stiletto heels, a garter belt and stockings. He loves the way she looks in these outfits, and added to the fact that she gives great head, he thinks she's pretty wild in bed. Jack regards her as a real trophy.

For the last four years Chrissy has worked as an office manager and remained faithful to Jack, resisting her cravings for wild sex. Sometimes when she's home alone she masturbates with a vibrator and fantasizes about the kind of hot scenes she used to be into. But her desires have continued, and for the last few months she has found that she is unable to stop thinking about nasty fucking all the time. 

When Jack had to go out of town for a week on a business trip, she became consumed with the idea that the only way to save her marriage was just to satisfy her needs and stop obsessing. She fought the urge for a couple of days, but it was no use. 

Once she made her decision, she took her time preparing, even taking a mirror into the shower and shaving off her pubic hair. She hadn't shaved her pussy since marrying Jack, and she wasn't sure what he'd say when he saw. She could always tell him she got the urge to do something kind of kinky, which is actually true. And wild sex is so much neater without hair. Then she put on heavy makeup, false eyelashes and her best slutty outfit and went looking for a biker bar far enough away that she wouldn't run into anyone who might be recognize her.

Chrissy walked into the biker bar called "The Road Rash" and looked around. Now that she had made the decision to go on a brazen cock hunt, this was as good a place as any to get the kind of rough, hard man she was looking for. Dangerous-looking men around the room stared at her. She was dressed in a slutty stockings-and-heels outfit she has worn for her husband. Her form-fitting blouse was made of completely see-through fishnet material. Under it she was wearing a half-bra that supported the undersides of her large breasts but left the top half exposed. The bra just barely covered her long nipples, and pink half-moons of aureole showed above the lace edge of the half-cups. Her black micro skirt was stretched tight across her ass and had a slit up the side that ran almost to her waist. The bottom of the skirt ended several inches above the tops of her sheer, glossy black stockings with dark seams. The straps of her black garter belt attached to the bands with silvery metal clasps. She wore black patent platform sandals with 5-inch heels and ankle straps, and the shoes forced her to walk on tiptoes with tiny steps. Just dressing up like this made her pussy wet. As she strolled over to the bar, the rounded bare bottoms of her ass cheeks kept appearing below the skirt, naked because she was wearing a tiny thong. Her shoulder length black hair was teased out, and was a striking contrast to her light blue eyes. The whole look screamed 'I want cock and I want it now', which is why Jack loves it. As she slid onto a leather-topped bar stool and crossed her legs the skirt moved even higher, and the side slit showed the garter straps and her thigh almost up to her hip.

Within a minute a big man who looked like an outlaw biker walked over. He wore tight jeans, boots and a black tee shirt with a Harley logo. He was also openly smoking a joint.

"I hope you know what you're doing, you walk in here looking like that."

"Why, whatever do you mean?" she replied coyly.

"You know what I mean, slut. Dressed like that!"

She cocked her head and pouted.

"Don't you like my outfit? These are very special stockings, hard to find with old-fashioned seams like this."

She extended one long beautiful leg straight out, pointing her foot in the spiked heels. She bent from the waist and wrapped her long fingers around her slender ankle, slowly running her hands up the shiny black stockings to where they attached to the garter clasps at the tops of her thighs. Her long red fingertips toyed with the clasp, opening it to adjust her stocking welt and then reclipping it. He was staring at her tits, and she looked down to see that the long, hard nipple of her right breast had slipped out of the bra cup.

"Oh, my. Look at that. I seem to be coming out of my bra! Well, we want them to match, don't we?" she said as she gave a little tug to the left side, causing the stiff eraser-like nub to pop out of that cup. "There, now they match!" she said with determination, as if she had accomplished something important.

"Around here, most sluts wear rings in them," he said as he nodded at her luscious mammaries.

"Well then maybe I ought to get them pierced. What do you think?" She seemed to have no objection to being called a slut.

"Maybe I can help you out."

"Let me get back to you on that," she giggled. "Anyway, to answer your first question, I guess I do know what I'm doing coming in here dressed like this. Let me have a hit of that joint, then how about buying me a drink?"

"All right, what do you want?" he asked as he gestured to the bartender to come over.

"Well, what are you having?" as she blew out the pungent smoke.

"Double bourbon with a beer back", he said, answering her question and giving his order to the bartender at the same time.

"I'll have the same!" she said with a little shrug.

"You think you can handle it? That's a stiff drink for a lady."

"I'm no lady. And the stiffer it is the better I like it!" As she said this she glanced down at the crotch of his tight jeans. Through the material she could clearly see the bulge of his cock, its massive length snaking down his thigh. As she stared at it she saw it move, shifting as it grew. The red-tipped fingers of her left hand came up to cover her full lips as a little gasp escaped. 

"Oh my, you're quite a big man, aren't you!" and she reached for her whiskey and downed it quickly, as if she might need the fortification. She chased it with a pull from the longneck beer bottle.

He watched her face to see how she would react to the solid dose of alcohol. Her dark-shadowed lids half closed, her eyes rolled up, and her long, mascara-covered false eyelashes fluttered. When she opened her eyes fully it looked like they were slightly unfocused.

"Mmmm, that's nice!"

He noticed a band of untanned skin on her ring finger, where a wedding ring might have been. "Are you married?"

"What if I am? Don't I have a right to have some fun?"

He downed his drink. "What's your idea of fun?"

She beckoned to him to come close. He leaned over and she placed her lips near his ear. He could smell the whiskey on her hot breath as she whispered,

"I want to suck that lovely big cock of yours. Then I want you to fuck my hot pussy!" 

She sat back up straight and took another sip on her beer.

"My name is Chrissy. What's yours?"

"Snake."

"I'll bet I know why!"

The brazen slut used a long red fingernail to trace the outline of his man-meat through his jeans. The big tool twitched and added another inch to its unusual length. He wondered if she had any idea of what was going to happen to her. 

"Guess what, Snake?" her speech sounded a little drunk.

"What?"

She beckoned to him again to come closer so that she could whisper in his ear.

"When I suck, I swallow." 

The tip of her tongue punctuated the obscene invitation by licking his ear.

"Uh, oh!" she said as her eyes widened.

"What's the matter?"

"My poor little pussy is all wet, and I just felt my thong slip inside the crack. Look!" She uncrossed her legs and lifted the edge of her micro skirt to show him her crotch. The tiny triangle of fabric that was supposed to cover her pussy had indeed slipped between the lips. The smooth hairless flesh was pink and shiny with pussy juice, and the front of her panty was dark with wetness.

Snake had had enough of this. "There's a back room. Let's go," he barked.

Chrissy held out her hand with the wrist bent for him to help her off the stool. As her platforms settled on the sawdust-covered floor her face was inches from his massive chest. She was five-six, more in the platforms, and he was still a head taller. He glanced at her bar stool. The worn leather seat was wet with a little puddle of her pussy juice.

"Oh, fuck! I'm such a nasty girl!" Bending from the waist, she took her bar napkin and blotted at the dark stain. Her big, round ass was facing the room, and the micro skirt stretched tight across her butt and rode up to expose the lower half of her cheeks to the staring bikers. The sheer lace thong she was wearing was nestled inside her slit. As a result her bare pussy lips were clearly visible around the transparent fabric, glistening with her wetness. Between her round ass cheeks was only a thin string, the puckered circle of her tight asshole showing around the edges. She held that pose for a long moment, making sure they all had a good look. She turned around and looked up at Snake.

"Honey, you have a drop of beer on your mustache," she said with mock concern. "Let me get that for you." She reached up and dabbed at his upper lip with the napkin, deliberately depositing the scent of her aroused pussy under his nose. She was teasing him without mercy, and she knew he would fuck her the same way.

Snake put his arm around her waist and scooped her off her feet. He strode toward the back room with her squealing in delight, her big tits jiggling and bouncing. There was a dirty mattress on the floor on one side of the room and a round poker table with chairs around it. Snake shoved the door closed and put her down. As she stood on her high heels she swayed a little.

"Whew, I guess I'm a little drunk," she said. "I'd better get off my feet." She dropped to her knees on the mattress, her face now right at the level of Snake's crotch. The big biker opened his wide leather belt and unbuttoned his pants. She looked up at him and licked her red lips. Reaching for the waistband of his jeans, she tugged them down to the middle of his rock-hard thighs. Snake did not believe in wearing underwear, so his massive dong was unencumbered. It popped free and bobbed in front of her face. The big tool was 2 inches in diameter and at least 9 inches long, and still not fully erect. 

"Holy shit! That's a big fucking dick!" the tipsy slut exclaimed.

She touched it with reverence, lightly tracing her fingertips along the shaft. It twitched and a drop of precum appeared at the tip. She circled the thick shaft with her slender fingers, unable to close her hand around its bulk. Leaning toward it, she planted a light kiss on the end. As she drew back, the precum clung to her lips and a long string stretched to the cockhead.

She bent it up towards his flat stomach, and slowly licked underneath. Her pink tongue explored the underside of the shaft from tip to base, then moved to the enormous head. Unlike her husband, he was uncircumcised and that made her even hotter. She worked the tip of her tongue under the collar of his foreskin and around the head, savoring the musky taste. Pre-cum drooled from the piss-slit, and she lapped it up and swallowed it. After covering the shaft and head with her spit, she ducked under to work on his balls. She licked the wrinkled sack, then sucked each ball into her mouth. The masculine scent of ball sweat made her dizzy with arousal. Working her mouth back to the top, she nibbled at his foreskin some more, then placed her open red lips on the head and pushed forward. Her mouth spread open and the purple dome popped inside.

Her cheeks bulged out as she pushed forward to see how much of the pole she could get into her mouth. Roughly half the monster disappeared into her wide-stretched face before it hit bottom. It was lodged deep in her throat but could go no further. Her eyes were wide open, as if in surprise that she got that far, and her nostrils flared as she breathed through her nose. She turned her impaled face up to look at him adoringly from under the long lashes, her moist eyes searching his face for signs of approval. She now moved her head back and forth, fucking him with her mouth. She held onto the monster with both hands, steadying it as she jammed her face onto the obscene fuck-pole. She made little sounds of 'mmm…mmm…mmm' with each thrust of her head. Her lips were stretched tight around the fat cock, making a near perfect seal. When she pulled back, the suction created loud sucking noises and caused her cheeks to hollow. After a few minutes of face fucking he pulled his dick out of her mouth with a great slurping noise. Spit and drool poured over her full lower lip and down her chin as her mouth was unplugged, and she used his cock to rub the wetness all around her face.

She looked up at him, her lips open and wet. Her lower face was glossy with the juices she had spread on herself. She reached up for a hand to help her get up on her platforms. Across the upper swells of her tit-mounds the front of her see-through blouse was splotched with the globs of spit and pre-cum that had dripped from her chin. She grabbed the bottom edge of the tight garment and pulled it over her head. It caught on her big breasts, and she tugged it loose, which made them jiggle. Tossing it aside, she pulled down the half-cups of the bra and let the great globes tumble free. Her nipples were three-quarters of an inch long and thick as a fat pencil. Snake was staring at them as she said,

"Go ahead, squeeze them. My breasts are really sensitive. I love to have my nipples played with."

He cupped them, and even his big hands couldn't cover their vast surface. She gasped when the calloused roughness of his fingers scraped her sensitive pink flesh. He clamped the hard nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and squeezed.

"Oh god, yes, pull on them," she gasped as she closed her eyes and tossed back her head.

He pulled on the hard nubs, stretching and twisting them. She groaned and her knees sagged. He caught her around the waist with one arm and straightened her up. She stepped back and resumed stripping, wriggling out of the tiny skirt and letting it crumple to the floor around her ankles. She pulled down the skimpy thong, the fabric of which was now thoroughly soaked, and stepped out of both garments.

As she stood up straight she felt a gush of hot juice leak out of her uncovered cunt and trickle down the insides of her smooth thighs to wet the dark nylon band of her stockings. Her pussy was completely shaved, and even the mound was hairless. The lips had blossomed open and her erect pink clit protruded from the top of her slit. Snake reached between her legs and touched the slippery lips of her bare pussy. He placed his foot between her high heels, and used his boot to tap her feet apart so he could have better access to the gushing slit. He slid a finger between the lips and stroked it up and down, coating his finger with her flowing juices. When the big man's rough finger bumped over her erect clit, she cried out loudly and a fresh stream of girl-juice dripped from her over-stimulated vaginal orifice. He sought the dripping hole, and slipped his large finger up into her body. Her cunthole was tight and wet and steaming hot. He pushed up inside her, like a deep internal exam, and hooked his finger behind her pelvic bone to hit her g-spot. She let out another loud cry, which everyone in the bar could hear through the closed door, but she was beyond caring. Probing deeper, his finger rubbed along the engorged walls of her canal and tickled her cervix. By now he had to use one arm to hold her up, as she was near swooning with the stimulation of her inflamed pussy.

Pulling his finger out of her, he wiped the juice off on her garter belt and told her,

"Get down in the doggy position, slut!" 

She dropped down on the mattress on her hands and knees, her back to the door into the bar. 

"Spread 'em!" He used his boot again to bump her knees apart. "Get down on you elbows and get that ass up in the air!"

She did as she was told, arching her back and sticking her big ass up high, making the straps of her garter belt stretch tight across her round cheeks and pull on the long seamed stockings that covered her thighs all the way to her butt. Her large breasts hung down, the erect nipples scraping the dirty striped mattress cover.

"Now reach back with both hands and spread your ass open!"

She obeyed, dropping to her shoulders and squashing the mammary flesh under her chest. Her lovely hands reached back and grabbed her own ass cheeks and pulled them apart, the long red-painted nails pressing into the soft flesh. Her hairless pussy was open like a flower, with her cunt fluids dripping down to the mattress. The delicate skin on the insides of her thighs was glazed with the heated secretions of her sweet, fragrant pussy. In the deep crevice between the full cheeks of her ass he could see the pucker of her pink hairless asshole, also wet with her juices. She dug her fingers into the soft flesh around her cunt and asshole and tugged, pulling her most intimate area open to his stare. 

Her cheek was pressed against the mattress with her mouth open, and a little trickle of saliva ran from the corner of her lips to wet the mattress. She turned her head to look back at him, hoping to catch sight of his face and see his reaction. He was towering behind her, looking down at her soaking wet spread-open behind. He held his giant erect dong with one hand and slowly pumped it. Looking past him, her alcohol-blurred vision slowly focused on something that she should have expected, but it still startled her. The door that led to the bar was open, and in the doorway stood a group of the meanest looking men she had ever seen, staring at her obscene display. Her reaction was a sharp intake of breath that made an audible gasp, but she continued to hold herself open wide. It was more than four years since she had been naked in front of several men, and never a large group like this. It sent a rush through her lust-swollen brain like a shot of heroin. A long groan escaped from her wet lips - a sound of both resignation and pleading. Still looking back at the staring bikers, she moved her fingers in closer to the center of her gushing slit. Pressing on the slippery inner lips she pulled herself open even harder, and wiggled her spread backside at them.




Chrissy & The Bikers



"Uunnhh??…Uuunnhhh??!…UUUNNHHH?!!!!?" she implored, the pitch rising to a whine as she shook her ass back and forth. She was actually pulling her cunthole open, giving them a view up into her engorged canal. They watched as a generous dollop of her cuntal lubrication appeared at the opening and slithered down the front of her open pussy. It paused for a few seconds near the top of her slit, then as more collected it slid down and over the pink bump of Chrissy's protruding clit. It hung off in a long gelatinous glob, and then her wiggling caused it to flip sideways and attach to her stocking top. The arc of pussy cream connected her clit to her inner thigh for a few seconds, and then broke, draping itself onto the shiny nylon stocking. The lubrication continued to pour out in a steady stream, some dangling from her shaved lips in long strings, some connected to her thighs in delicate arcs like a dew-covered spider web. The outlaws stared at the dripping flesh.

"Jeez, lookit how wet her pussy is!" exclaimed one of the men.

"I want some of that ass!"

"Easy boys, you'll all get some," said Snake, causing Chrissy to moan at her obscene fate.

"How about me, Snake? Will I get some pussy too?" It was Willy, the simple-minded oaf whom they let hang out with them as a sort of mascot. He was built like an ox, and his cock was so big they could never find a woman who would let him fuck her. Even the biker chicks wouldn't let him near them. He usually had to be satisfied with jerking off while watching the others fuck.

"Sure, Willy. I think this time you're gonna get some pussy."

"Oh boy, Snake, oh boy!" Willy exclaimed while rubbing his crotch.

Chrissy's lust-fogged brain heard them talking, but couldn't make sense of the words. All she knew was that she wanted to be fucked by as many hard cocks as they could shove into her aching pussy. She knew some of them would probably want to ram their cocks up her tight ass, and that too was fine with her. They came closer and stood around the mattress, looking down at the beautiful hot slut holding her ass open for them. None of the gang wanted to touch her until they got the okay from Snake. The big leader dropped down to his knees on the mattress behind the whining girl. He ran his hands over her big smooth cheeks, his fingertips tracing down the wet crevice of her ass, briefly caressing the puckered anus on the way to her pussy. He cupped her bare pussy mound and collected her slime in his palm. He rubbed it into her ass crevice, wetting her hole. Then he slid his index finger back into the wet cunt and moved it around.

"Yes…yes…yes…finger-fuck me!" she cried, thrusting back at the probing hand.

He pulled the finger out and spread her juices around her asshole, then slowly pressed the finger into the tight orifice. The sphincter opened, and he slid the finger up into her rectum. The tunnel was smooth and tight, and she squirmed at the familiar hot feeling that she had missed so much. She had forgotten how sensitive her ass was, and how much she got off on anal sex. She thought about all these hard men butt-fucking her and cumming in her ass. For an instant she thought of Jack, and what he would say if he could see her now, naked in front of all these men and with a stranger's finger up her ass and it just made her hotter.

"Oh god, yes, fuck my asshole! Fuck it!" she screamed.

Snake pumped the finger in and out a few times to loosen her ass, then pulled back until just the tip of his index finger was inside the puckered ring. Then he added his middle finger and slowly forced the two back up her ass. Chrissy was a slut who knew how to take it in the ass, and she did not resist the intrusion. She relaxed her sphincter and Snake moved the pair of fingers around, stretching and loosening her rectum, prying open the beautiful woman's anus obscenely wide. To the lusty amazement of the onlookers she did not protest, but shoved back against his hand and groaned louder. While twisting the two fingers in her ass he slipped two fingers from the other hand into her pussy hole. Two of Snake's fingers made a probe bigger than most men's dicks, and feeling both holes filled heightened her already insane fuck-need. She knew that if he rammed his big boner into her pussy she would cum in a matter of seconds. The wet slurping noises coming from her ass and pussy were the only sounds in the room.

Snake pulled his fingers out of her body and wiped them on her nylons. Then he moved up behind her with his hard dick in his hand. When he touched the head to the center of her drooling slit she gasped. He rubbed it in her slit, covering the head with her slippery lubrication. He knew that even though she was a hot slut begging for a gang fuck, his dick had to be well coated with lube and her cunt would need some time to adjust to its size. She was moaning loudly and begging him,

"Please…put that fucker in me…please don't tease me any more…oh please…"

But he did tease her, just as she had teased him, and he pushed down on his cock so that the head rubbed over Chrissy's engorged clitoris.

"OH GOD!!!!…STOP IT…FUCK ME…FUCK ME NOW…YOU FUCKING BASTARD!!!" the girl screamed at him.

"Not so fast, slut. Tell me what you'll do for me if I let you have it."

"What? I don't know what you mean," the cheating wife whined. "I just want you to fuck me!"

"What else will you do for me? Will you take it in the ass?"

"Yes, yes of course! Fuck me in the ass! You can do anything you want to me!"

"How about the other guys here? They want some too."

"Yes, them too. I'll fuck them, too." Chrissy lifted herself up on all fours and looked up at the men standing around her with their dicks in their hands. She frantically looked around at their faces and pleaded for help.

"Please, tell him to fuck me. I'll do whatever you want. I'll fuck you all. You can all fuck my ass, you can all cum on my face and I'll swallow your fucking cum! Just make him put that wonderful dick inside me!"

"Don't you get enough from your husband, slut?" Snake tormented as he rubbed the cockhead over her clit.

"Who?" she hesitated a second, almost as if she forgot she had a husband. "My husband? No, no, no, fuck him, FUCK my fucking husband! I want YOUR fucking cock, all your cocks in all my holes. I need lots of cocks, I'm bad, I'm a slut, and I need to be fucked like a whore!"

"OK bitch, here it comes!"

And with that the big biker pressed his slippery cockhead against the opening of her pussy. It pushed in an inch, and then stuck. He pulled back and pushed again. With each new thrust it slid a little further in, until about four inches was inside her. Then he pressed his hips forward and the pussy stretcher slid in till it hit the bottom of her vagina. It bumped against her soft cervix, and stopped.

"OH MY GOD!! FUCK ME!!" yelled Chrissy.

He pulled back and slid forward, and began to fuck her in a slow steady rhythm. Her head hung down, her big tits shook and swayed as she shoved back at him, matching him thrust for thrust. Some of the guys couldn't hold back any more. They reached under her to grab at her swinging boobs, pulling on her hard nipples. One of them stood in front of her, stroking his erection inches from her face. When she raised her eyes and saw the new dick, she didn't hesitate. Chrissy opened her mouth and waggled her tongue at him, inviting him to stick the boner into her wet mouth. He didn't need to be asked twice, he thrust forward and the big uncircumcised biker dick entered her hot oral cavity.

"Mmm…mmm…mmm…mmm," she hummed with each thrust, saliva and pre-cum dripping from her lips. They continued to shove back and forth, the cock thrusting into her mouth when the one in her cunt withdrew, and vice versa. She sucked furiously, wanting to taste hot biker cum and fluttering her tongue around the head. His cock was bumping against her soft palate, forcing her to suppress her gag reflex. She was very good at deep-throat, a trick she had never revealed to her husband. Now that she was making up for lost time she wanted to do everything and she missed the feeling of a pulsating hot cock down her throat. Chrissy stuck her tongue forward all the way, relaxed her throat muscles and pushed hard until she swallowed the rampaging prick.

"Oh man! Look at her neck!"

The gang stared as her normally slender neck and throat bulged obscenely.

"She's taking it down her throat!"

Chrissy pushed on until her nose touched his pubes and her chin bumped his balls. She worked her throat muscles, milking the cock.

"Oh god damn! She's swallowing my prick! Oh, fuck what a mouth!"

The obscene sight of this beautiful woman swallowing his cock was too much for the biker. He let out a yell,

"OH FUCK I'm CUMMING!! FUCK…take it bitch, swallow my cum you slut!"

Chrissy felt the cock swell in her throat and convulse as a bolt of hot sperm shot directly into her gullet. He yelled again and another wad squirted down her neck. He started to pull the rod out of her throat so that he could shoot cum on her face. As he withdrew he shot another bolt while the head was in her mouth, coating her tongue with the hot salty fluid and giving her her first taste of new sperm in four years. Then it was outside her mouth and he was pumping the shaft and aiming it at her face. Another long streamer squirted from the end and hit her in the face, splattering her cheek and nose. Another hit her in the mouth, coating her teeth and tongue with white. She took another two streamers in the mouth, with some of it draped over her lips. When his orgasm subsided, the last few weak spurts landed on her chin. Still keeping her mouth open she turned around to show them the pool of jizz on her tongue. Then she closed her mouth and made a big show of swallowing the hot cum in her mouth while looking around to see if they were watching. They were.

Snake pulled his cock from her pussy and pushed on her hips to flip her over. She took the cue and rolled over onto her back, spreading her nylon-covered legs wide and pulling them back until her knees hit her big tits. Her slot was gaping open now and pussy juice was streaming out. He placed the head in her cunt and slid it back in in one stroke. She locked her ankles behind his ass and used her long legs to pull him deeper inside. His dick was so fat that it stretched her pussy hole until her inflamed clitoris was pressing against the shaft. With each stroke the little red nubbin skittered along the juice-covered rod and sent electric shocks from her cunt to her brain.

"Yeah, fuck me you big stud! Ram me hard!" She urged through sperm-covered lips.

Snake's big fuckstick was bumping her cervix with several inches of the shaft still outside her pussy. He wanted all the way in, so he shoved against the mouth of her womb with each stroke until the tiny opening began to dilate. He could feel it opening up to him with each push. Finally his giant cockhead wedged into the spread cervical canal and stuck. He pushed, and Chrissy's tight cervix spread like a flower, allowing his rock-hard boner to slide into her virgin uterus. The apple-sized head filled her uterine cavity, and he thrust forward until it hit the back of her womb and his big ball sack rubbed against her asshole.

With all her slutty experience she had never been womb-fucked before, and it snapped her lust-crazed mind. Her eyes rolled up into her head and she just grunted like an animal as he pumped slowly, keeping the dickhead within Chrissy's uterus at all times. Her mouth was hanging open, sperm and saliva running from the corners. Another biker rubbed his cock against her cheek, and she reflexively turned her head to allow him into her mouth. She tightened her lips around the hot stick and he fucked her in the mouth while Snake fucked her in a way she had only dreamed about in her most perverted fantasies. All thoughts of decency, of her husband, of right and wrong were driven from her mind. All that existed for her was the giant fuck-instrument stuffing her womb and the realization that a gang of dirty outlaw bikers was standing around watching her making a naked pig of herself on a filthy mattress. Her entire consciousness migrated to her crotch. She became her gushing cunt, one giant sentient pussy that could take on all the cocks in the world. It was too much for poor Chrissy and she felt an orgasm approach that she thought for a second might simply kill her. Then all thoughts were gone, as she became a giant raw nerve ending. She felt her uterus contract around Snake's cockhead, felt her clit jerking wildly along his dick shaft as she arched her back like a woman having an epileptic seizure. Her large breasts rolled around on her chest, wobbling and flopping. The biker in her mouth pulled out for fear she might bite him, and she thrashed around on the mattress, screaming and grunting in one continuous orgasm for several minutes. 

When she came to she was lying on the floor looking up at a circle of bikers staring down at her. Snake had pulled out of her and she was lying with her legs splayed wide and her pussy hole stretched and dilated.

"Hey, man, she's awake."

"Jeez, lady, I ain't never seen a bitch cum like that. We thought you was gonna die!"

"I thought so too for a second!" she giggled. "Dear god, that was one incredible fucking orgasm. But I'm just getting started, guys. I want cocks in every hole in my body until I can't take any more!"

"You got it, babe!"

The pretty married slut then raised the stakes by turning over onto her knees and sticking her big juicy ass up in the air like a cat in heat. She reached back with one hand and pulled open her butt, and snaked the other hand back to her slit from below and rubbed her hot clit.

"Fuck my ass, somebody shove a big sweaty cock up my nasty little butthole!" she said as she clenched and unclenched her asshole and made it wink at the bikers.

Snake said, "Step aside, boys. I'm going to finish what I started!"

The big biker slotted his still-hard ramrod into her open pussy and gave her a few strokes to wet the massive instrument. Then he slid it out and dragged it up to her sweet tight asshole. Although he had loosened her up with his fingers earlier, he still needed to use patience if he hoped to put his giant peg into her little hole. To the other gang members watching, it seemed an impossible task. Chrissy was doing her best to relax the tiny pucker, and they could see a small gap appear in the center. But his member was so large there was no way she was going to be able to take it. He positioned the big head at the center of the crinkled anus and gently pressed. Her ass dented, but the dick was still outside. He pressed harder and the opening began to spread. Slowly the sphincter expanded and the end of his cock started to move forward. Her loud groans filled the silent room as her ass swallowed his cock. 

"UNGH!…UUNNGGHH!!…UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHHHHH!!!" 

Suddenly the stretched ring of muscle popped over the head and he was in. To everyone's surprise the full length of his huge rod slid forward into Chrissy's hot ass tunnel in one motion, without resistance. Once he got past the sphincter, her experienced ass engulfed him whole. His big balls banged against her dripping pussy and the clitoral stimulation caused her to clench her ass muscles, making him moan. He began a steady sawing motion, sliding the full length up into her bowels and then withdrawing until her strong anal sphincter was gripping just the head. On each instroke the deep crevice between her ample cheeks dented in, and on each outstroke the friction dragged the flesh of her rectum out like a little collar around his manhood. The straps of her black garter belt were stretched tight across her ass cheeks.

"Oh, fuck, oh fuck your big fucking cock is in my ass! Yeah, fuck my hot asshole! Fuck it good!" Chrissy lifted her head and begged, "Fuck, give me a fucking cock to suck. I want a fucking dick in my mouth! I want hot cum in my fucking mouth!" It seemed that every other word out of her filthy mouth was 'fuck'.

The biker called Dallas, whom she had been blowing when she had her earth-shaking orgasm, stepped up to resume his place in her mouth. The scene was like deja vu, except Snake now had his giant cock up her ass. So far she had only taken one load of cum, and she craved more of the slippery man-juice. She sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks and trying to vacuum the cum out of his sweaty balls. Her efforts were soon rewarded, as Dallas yelled and his cock began to spurt in her mouth. She gulped down the heavy load as fast as she could, but some of it spilled out of her lips and over her chin. When he pulled out she licked his dick all over to clean off the cum and swallowed it. She looked down at the dirty mattress and saw a puddle of his sperm that had leaked from her mouth and dripped from her chin. She looked at the men staring at her, then back to the splotches of jizz. She tried to resist, but the monster pole up her ass was driving all rational behavior from her mind. With a groan of surrender, she lowered her head and licked up the spilled sperm and swallowed it.

"Oh, fuck! That is so nasty!"

"What a fucking whore!"

Chrissy thrilled at the verbal abuse. Yes, she was a fucking whore and she loved it! She wanted to do every nasty thing she could think of with these outlaws. Snake pulled back and withdrew from her ass, so the bikers could see the results of his ass fucking. 

"Goddamn, look how stretched her fucking asshole is!"

Indeed, Chrissy's asshole was gaping open the diameter of Snake's dick, about two inches. The dilated orifice slowly contracted a little, but still stayed wide open. Snake stuck his cock back in, then pulled it out again to show the gaping asshole again. He did this several times, shoving the slimy penis up her ass, and then pulling out to let his bros look up her rectum. This was about as good as it gets, thought Snake. A beautiful rich bitch so hot for biker cock that she steps out on her husband and takes on the whole gang. Looking down at the woman's obscenely stretched asshole, her garter belt and stockings, her big pillows of mammary flesh squeezing out the sides of her chest, it all seemed perfect. Snake felt his cum bubbling up from his balls. His cock swelled, and a giant bolt of sperm shot from his cockhead deep into Chrissy's stuffed ass tunnel.

"Yes, yes cum in my ass…shoot your hot fucking jizz up my ass!"

The gang leader's spurting boner jerked inside her ass, pumping a steady stream of jizz into the dark tunnel. She was yelling encouragement and pushing back onto the impaler, her red fingernails and nylon-covered toes digging into the soiled mattress for leverage. He was so deep in her butt that when he withdrew the long rod, she felt like her guts were being dragged out through her ass. As the head popped out, the hole remained gaping wide and a flood of cum ran out and over her wide-open pussy. It dripped off her clit in long strings onto the mattress. 

Chrissy collapsed and rolled over onto her back with her knees bent and spread wide, waiting for the next cock. Most of the bikers had their pants off now and were beyond waiting any longer. One of them dropped onto the mattress between her knees and slid into her cunt in one thrust. She looked up and reached for bobbing hard-ons, grabbing one backhanded in each hand and pumping them. The sex-crazed woman turned her head from side to side, alternately slurping each one into her open mouth and fluttering her tongue over the purple dickheads, working for the cum that would fill her hungry mouth. When the biker fucking her cunt came, he pulled out and shot his jizz all over the outside of her shaved pussy, jerking his dick and aiming it right at her clit. As the next in line climbed onto the mattress, he slid his hard-on down the cum-filled furrow and slipped it up her ass. There was not much resistance after the reaming that Snake had given her, but she was still able to squeeze his dick with her ass muscles and drive him wild. First one, then the other of the cocks she was sucking started to spurt, draping lines of cum across her face in all directions and filling her open mouth with white jizz. In no time two more took their place and she licked the heads and slurped on them while sliding around on the cock in her clenching ass. This was Cock Heaven for the depraved wife.




Chrissy & The Bikers



Jack Easton was almost finished with his road trip to visit the retail businesses that he represented within a hundred-mile radius of his home. Sometimes he wondered if this small group of clients was worth the trouble. Most of them generated little work, usually a contract or lease. But he liked the extra income, especially because it allowed him occasionally to treat Chrissy to a nice bauble or extra vacation. He was grateful that he had finished a few days early and could head home to his pretty wife. He thought about Chrissy a lot, especially about sex. She had a killer bod, and was very hot in bed. Sometimes she got so turned on she seemed to go crazy with lust, so he wondered why she seemed to be uninterested in trying new things. She gave great head, but she had made it clear from the beginning that she was not willing to have him cum in her mouth. And when he hinted at anal sex, she just said "Oh, no Jack. I couldn't. It seems…dirty."

He just had one more stop and it was on his way. As he pulled into the gravel lot next to the Road Rash and put the car in park, he wondered whether this place was really worth it. The owner, who also manned the bar most of the time, was a retired biker named Bill Hunter who had given up the outlaw life for the security of his own place. "Hunter" sounded dangerous enough, so he used his real name for his road handle. Jack met him a few years back when Hunter and some of his riding buddies had stopped to help Jack get his car out of a ditch during a sudden rain storm. At first Jack had thought they were stopping to rob him, but he realized he had misjudged them when it turned out they were actually stopping to help. He ended up offering to buy them a round, and they all waited out the storm in a roadhouse nearby where they had been heading. Hunter turned out to be an intelligent, decent guy who loved the road and the biker life. He may have been an outlaw type who rejected social niceties, but he had a code that Jack could respect. Maybe his gang gave some loudmouth a "tune-up" once in a while, or moved a little weed, but they didn't commit stickups or rapes. So when he bought the bar and asked Jack to be his lawyer, Jack agreed.

Now Jack was stopping in to check on Hunter and see how everything was going. For this call Jack wore jeans and a sweatshirt. A suit would definitely not fit in here. As he stepped into the dimly lit roadhouse he saw Hunter behind the bar.

"Hey, Jack. Good to see you, buddy."

"Hunter, how's it going, man?" Jack said as they firmly clasped hands.

"No complaints. Business is good and the boys haven't tried to bust the place up in a long time."

Jack laughed, knowing that nobody would be stupid enough to cause trouble in Hunter's place unless they didn't know the big dude. And if they did he could stop it as soon as it started.

"Hey, man, I saw a bunch of bikes outside, but where is everybody?"

Hunter leaned over toward Jack as if sharing a confidence. It seemed unnecessary since there was no one around.

"The guys have some rich bitch in the back room. It's a major gang bang," he said, nodding toward the door to the back.

Jack frowned. "Not...?"

"Come on, Jack." Hunter seemed hurt. "You know I don't stand for that. She came in here like she had a major jones for dick. Admitted she was stepping out on her husband. If you saw how she was almost dressed you'd know what I mean! Strictly consensual."

"All right. Sorry I doubted, man. I guess it's the lawyer in me." Jack laughed and smacked Hunter on the shoulder.

"Want to join in? I'm sure the boys won't mind."

"No, I don't go in for strange pussy. My wife is all I need. Did I ever show you her picture? You'll see what I mean."

Jack took out his wallet and opened it to a picture of Chrissy. It was a shot from the waist up, and both her stunning face and generous bust were evident. Hunter glanced at it, then looked harder.

"Uh, yeah, Jack, she's a beauty," Hunter said, trying to hide his surprise. It looked like the same woman who had walked in dressed like a whore and was getting her brains fucked out in the back room.

Jack put away his wallet. "Damn right she's a beauty. And a real firecracker in bed, too."

"Sure, Jack. I don't doubt it."

"Maybe I'll go take a look, though. I've never seen a live gang bang." Jack started toward the back room.

"Wait!" Hunter blurted out.

Jack turned, "What?"

"Umm," Hunter hesitated. Should he shield Jack from this? He quickly decided that if Jack had a slut wife he should know. He just hoped Jack didn't try to stop the party. Even Hunter might have a hard time persuading a pack of horny bikers to stop with a babe like that. "Nothing. Just be careful."

Jack looked puzzled at the strange remark, but figured maybe Hunter meant that he shouldn't give in to the temptation to break his vows.

As Jack walked into the back room he saw a crowd standing around an old mattress. No one paid any attention; they were much too interested in the sperm-drenched slut on the mattress. As Jack's eyes adjusted to the dark he could see on the mattress a woman in stockings and a garter belt fucking and sucking. Her face was blocked by a biker kneeling near her head, but it was a very hot scene. Her long legs were held up in the air and spread by two bikers on the sides. Looking closely Jack saw she had a big dick in her ass, and above that her shaved pussy was covered with sperm. Her big tits were rolling around on her chest outside of her bra cups, and she had a cock in each hand and was alternately sucking them. Jack had to admit he found this very arousing. The idea of some beautiful married woman inviting bikers to gang fuck her was a classic fantasy. Jack had even had fantasies about his Chrissy doing a group scene, but he knew that was impossible in real life.

The guy who was fucking her in the ass pulled out without cumming, his cock covered with slime and cum, and moved up to her head. The guys she was sucking moved away to give him room, and he shoved his dripping prick at her face. As she reached for it she turned her head and Jack had the shock of his life. It was Chrissy! His beautiful sweet wife was lying on the floor of a biker bar, covered in jizz and taking on all cummers! He watched as she grabbed the dripping cock by the base and stuffed it into her mouth. She was sucking the cock straight from her ass and moaning with pleasure! He just watched as she slurped and gobbled on the member, cleaning it and sucking hard. When he started to cum she pulled it out and pumped it furiously, holding the head inches from her wide-open mouth. She caught the first spurt on her tongue, and then used the jerking penis to give herself a face bath. She kept her mouth wide open, and whenever a spurt landed on her tongue she gulped it down. 

He couldn't believe what he was seeing. She never let him cum in her mouth! And what about her ass? He saw her with his own eyes taking it up the ass and loving it! He felt betrayed, what a blind idiot he had been. Had she been cheating on him like this since they got married? But to his amazement he also realized that he was really turned on. He had a raging hard on watching this shameless display by his wife. She hadn't seen him, and he just stood back and watched. How much nastier could she get? He would soon find out!

While this wild orgy was going on, Willy had been standing by watching and pulling on his dick through his pants. The other bikers now looked over at him as one of them yelled, "Hey, let Willy have a shot!"

"Yeah, Willy wants pussy!"

"Come on Willy, take off your pants and come over here!"

Chrissy was in a fog of lust, and didn't pay much attention to what they were saying. She just wanted more dicks in every hole. Whoever this Willy was, if he had a dick she would fuck him! Willy came over to the mattress and Chrissy sat up on her knees and began to unbuckle his pants. He was a big guy, and Chrissy hoped he had a big dick. Judging from the lump in his pants she figured she would not be disappointed. She pulled down the zipper and tugged at the waist, pulling down his jeans and underwear. The room fell silent as Willy's cock came into view. Chrissy just gasped, her eyes wide.

"Holy Fucking Christ!" she exclaimed. "Oh MY GAWD!! That's the biggest dick I've ever seen!!"

Most of the other bikers had seen it before, but even still one usually forgets how big Willy's dick is. Hanging in a semi-erect state at about a 45-degree angle, it was easily over a foot long. It twitched and jerked, and dripped pre-cum from the giant head. Chrissy reached out to touch it with reverence, as if it was a holy relic. She tried to wrap her fingers around it, but it was thicker than her wrist. It was even bigger than Snake's, and that was saying something. She stroked it with her fingers as if to soothe the beast, and it twitched again and a large drop of fluid oozed from the piss slit. Chrissy watched it roll down and hang from the end, and she could not resist sticking out her tongue and lapping it up, then swallowing with a gulp.

"I don't know if I can take that inside me. It may split my pussy in half, or even kill me! But I've got to try!"

A cheer burst from the bikers.

"Yeah!"

"All right!"

"You are one game broad, lady!"

"Oh boy, oh boy," exclaimed the big dumb biker.

Willy stepped out of his pants, and Chrissy told him to lie down on the mattress. She wanted to be on top, so she could control how fast it went in. She bent over his crotch and licked all around the giant head, up and down the shaft. She wanted it good and wet before attempting to put it in her pussy. After a few minutes of licking and kissing Willy's monster rod, it was fully erect and ready. She swung her leg over his middle and lifted herself up so she was squatting over his cock. She gripped the organ in her hand and placed the head against her open pussy. It was so big that the head seemed to cover her whole pussy. Sliding around she rubbed her pussy juices and the accumulated cum all over Willy's cockhead. She knew she was pretty stretched out from Snake's big cock, so maybe this would work. Slowly she let her weight down, pressing the head against her wet slit. At first nothing happened, and she let more weight down, increasing the pressure on her pussy. If it didn't give soon she would have to give up. Suddenly Chrissy felt her pussy start to spread open. The pressure was tremendous, but the dick was entering her cunt. She stopped to rest and allow her channel to adjust, and she could feel the walls dilating. Then a few more inches, and a rest. The hard baton of flesh slid to the back of her vaginal canal and came to rest against her cervix. Although Snake had stretched her womb, she knew it would be dangerous to try to get Willy's baseball bat in there. She still had her hand around four or five inches of the shaft outside her pussy. She had never felt so stretched and filled in her life.

"Oh my GOD! I am so FULL!" she cried.

Watching Chrissy take the grotesquely huge manhood into her body, Jack was stunned but nonetheless turned on. He was to the side and slightly behind her, so she didn't see him watching. His lovely wife bent over and rested her big breasts on Willy's chest. Her asscheeks were spread open, and everyone could now clearly see the stretched lips of her pussy wrapped around the dick. Above that was her dilated asshole, stretched from the previous fuck and leaking jizz. Chrissy reached back and grabbed her ass, pulling the cheeks apart even more.

"Come on, guys. Give me another one in my butt. I want to be fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time!" 

This is just un-fucking-believable, thought Jack. He watched as one of the gang came up and placed his hard on against his wife's welcoming asshole. Amazingly, in one stroke he slid his dick up into Chrissy's rectal passage.

"Oh Jesus! I've died and gone to fuck heaven!" she yelled as she wiggled around on the dual impalement, still holding onto her ass cheeks. "Fuck my pussy! Fuck my ass! Split me open you fucking bastards!"

The huge member in her stretched pussy was frying her brain. She kept thinking about how this was the biggest penis she had ever taken, another first along with the womb-fuck, and it made her feel like a virgin again. Willy was ecstatic. He couldn't believe he was finally getting to fuck a woman. And she was so pretty! He really liked her, and she was being so good to him! Now fully adjusted to the flesh rods filling her lower body, Chrissy let go of her ass cheeks and pushed herself up into more of a sitting position. As she bounced on the double penetration, she reached out for the dicks around her face, and she turned from one to the other to suck each in turn. Jack just watched in amazement.

Chrissy slurped and sucked on the forest of cocks, and as each one climaxed, she held her lips open and let the sperm fill her mouth. She was swallowing the hot slippery cream as fast as she could. Streamers of jizz flew onto her face, merging into one continuous mask of cum that covered her pretty features. The biker came in her ass and pulled out, and another one took his place. As she rode Willy's pussy-stretcher her raw, screaming clit was subjected to constant friction along his shaft. She was having orgasms so close together that she could no longer tell when one ended and the next began. Her mind was in a dense fuck-fog and her vision was blurred by the sperm hanging off her eyelashes, so she didn't recognize Jack when he stepped up to shove his boner into her mouth. She closed her hand around the shaft and pumped it as she sucked on the head. Another injection of biker jizz in her ass put her over the edge again, and she held onto Jack's pole as she gasped out another climax.

Now she opened her eyes to look up at the man she was blowing, and thought for an instant it looked like her husband, Jack. "Damn, I must be flipping out," thought the sex-crazed woman. He was looking down at her face, and she blinked to try to clear her vision. Holy shit, it was Jack! Chrissy stopped breathing for a second, her mind unable to comprehend the situation. 

"Jack?"

"Yeah, Chrissy. Jack."

"Jack…I…I…"

What could she say? She didn't know how long he had been here, but it didn't really matter. There was nothing she could say. Then she realized that he was the one she had just been blowing, and he was standing there now with his still-erect cock inches from her lips! She reached up and tentatively slid her sperm-wet hand around his shaft. Would he pull away in disgust? Would he hit her? No, he just stood there looking down at her face covered in the combined jizz of the biker gang. His expression was not angry; it was the face she had seen so many times when they had sex. He was turned on! Still looking up into his eyes, Chrissy opened her mouth and slipped her lips over the head of her husband's cock. She moved her head forward and resumed sucking on the familiar dick. As she picked up the pace and started to really blow him, he reached down and held her sperm-slickened hair in his hands, thrusting his hips and fucking her face. He knows, and it's OK! She realized it was going to be all right! She was now more turned on than ever, if that was possible. While she slurped on Jack's boner, she squirmed and bounced on the hot rods filling her other holes. She came quickly, and the orgasm was more intense because she held Jack's cock in her mouth. She came again almost immediately, stimulated by the triple penetration and the thrill of doing it while her husband watched.

When the biker currently doing her butt finished, Jack pulled out of her mouth and bent down to get close to her face.

"I'm going to fuck your ass, now, baby." He whispered to his slut of a wife.

"Oh, Jack. I love you so much! Fuck me, darling. Fuck me in the ass, fuck me hard!" She begged. He was so close he could smell the sperm on her breath.

Jack walked around behind her as she lay down and rested her head on Willy's big chest. Grabbing her cheeks, she pulled her ass open and looked back at Jack. He looked down at her pussy, the hairless lips stretched like rubber bands around the awesome girth of Willy's enormous member. Jack would not have thought that any woman alive could take a dick that big, but his own wife was proving that to be untrue. The thought occurred to him that she might be stretched forever by this monster penetration. Her asshole was gaping open, fully dilated from the multiple reamings she had taken. Jack rubbed his stone-hard erection in the crack of Chrissy's ass, coating it with some of the copious fluids that had been deposited there by the previous fuckers. He pushed the boner into her dripping rectum and it slid in without resistance. His beautiful wife immediately began to spew out a string of obscenities

"Oh…motherfucker…cocksucker…assfucker…oh fuck I love this so fucking much!"

Chrissy was shoving back at Jack and bouncing on Willy's cock with such force that before she knew what was happening Willy's horse-cock had forced open her partly-dilated cervix and slid up into her uterus. She froze and her eyes shot open wide with surprise.

"Oh god...he's up in my womb!"

She held still for fear he would cause some serious damage, but after a few minutes she realized that nothing was torn. Her uterus had simply dilated even more to accommodate the larger intrusion. The realization that she had taken this freakishly large penis all the way up into the deepest recesses of her womanhood, while at the same time her husband Jack had his cock up her ass for the first time sent her off into another orgasm.

"Oh…oh…oh my…oh my god…OH GOD…YES… YES… FUCK … FUCK… FUCK… I'M CUMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGG!!!!!" 

Then she was writhing and thrashing like a wild animal as she screamed out her umpteenth climax. The cum that frosted her face flew off in all directions and splattered her breasts as she whipped her head back and forth. Her spasming rectal muscles clamped down and rhythmically milked Jack's cock, causing him to cum, too.

"Oh fuck I'm cumming! Oh fuck... I'm cumming in your ass!"

All this activity brought Willy off, too, and he grunted and moaned as he shot gallons of sperm into her stretched uterus. When she stopped convulsing on the two dicks filling her body she lay there for a minute gasping for air. She could feel both their still-hard cocks twitching and pulsating in her holes as they began to deflate. To the surprise of all the men in the room she started to cry.

"What's wrong, Chrissy? Are you OK?" Jack asked with concern.

"Yes, yes I'm fine. I'm just so happy. That was the most intense orgasm I've ever had!"

All the bikers had cum several times each, and they started to pull on their pants and drift out into the bar to get cold beers.

Jack found a towel and helped Chrissy clean up, and she put on the jeans and t-shirt she had in the car. Chrissy had never realized what a turn-on it was to fuck in front of her husband, and Jack found out how much he loved watching her. It was the beginning of a new life for Jack and Chrissy. One in which they could both be free to express their sexual desires and live their fantasies.



Chrissy & the Next Door Neighbour



"Shit!" Chrissy swore to herself as the heavy box slipped out of her hands and fell onto the floor in the middle of the hallway.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and sighed heavily. Thankfully this was the last box. They had been lugging her stuff up to the fourth floor apartment all morning and she was just about wiped out.

'They' were she and her boyfriend Robert. After months of hounding on his part, she had finally agreed to move into his little one-bedroom apartment. The two had been together for nearly a year now, and he was eager for them to take the next step in their relationship.

At 22, Chrissy was a good looking young woman, and she knew it. Not that she believed herself to be a beauty queen by any stretch, but she was confident in her appearance and sexuality. She knew men found her attractive. Her body was curvy in all the right places, and she would most definitely be described as "busty" by most observers. She had a natural beauty about her face with her piercing green eyes and pouting full lips framed nicely by her shoulder length brown hair.

She sighed heavily and was just about to pick-up the box and head into the apartment when a voice from behind startled her.

"Need a hand with that?"

"No, I got it, thanks." She replied, glancing over her shoulder to see who the owner of the male voice was. To her surprise, she was greeted with quite the sight.

She was guessing that he was in his mid-twenties, and it was pretty obvious that he kept himself in very good shape. He was tall and muscular, as the well formed arms tightly wrapped in the short sleeves of his dirty white t-shirt demonstrated. He smiled at her as she gave him the once over, a sly little grin, the kind someone used when they knew a something you did not. She could not help but be instantly drawn to him as her eyes studied him, from his lips to his unshaven cheeks to his messy mop of short brown hair. This guy oozed confidence and sex. He could be trouble. She secretly had a thing for well-built guys -- a quality which her current boyfriend unfortunately lacked.

"Hi," she said with a polite smile, turning towards him to make her introduction. "I'm Chrissy. Just moving into 4D."

"You don't say?" He replied. "I'm in 4E, right next door to you."

"Well I guess that makes us neighbours then!" She giggled playfully and wondered where Robert had been hiding this incredibly hot specimen. In all the times she had visited his apartment, he had never mentioned this guy once.

The mystery man flashed a broad grin and glanced at the box lying on the floor between them.

"You sure you aren't in need of a strong man like me?" His dark eyes returned to her pretty face, and then lowered momentarily to her shapely breasts. "I'd be more than happy to help out."

Chrissy felt a hot blush rise up her cheeks in response to his not so subtle innuendo. Her initial instinct had been right, this guy definitely was trouble.

"Um, I'm okay I think," she replied, slightly embarrassed, before adding, "For the time being at least." She purposely began to nibble on her lower lip, drawing attention to her full, glossy mouth. Apart from her D-cup breasts, her lips were her sexiest asset. She wondered what kind of kisser he would be.

"Hey honey, what's taking so long?"

Her enthrallment with this handsome stranger was quickly snapped by the voice of her boyfriend as he emerged from the apartment. Feeling a bit guilty for being caught gawking at another guy, she quickly peeled her gaze away from him and turned to her boyfriend.

"Just struggling with this last box." She said with as sweet and innocent a smile she could muster.

It did not take Robert very long to catch onto the fact that he had stumbled upon his girlfriend ogling another man.

"Oh, I see you've met Jason." He said, giving a name to the hunk she had been admiring.

"Actually," Jason interjected, "not officially." He extended his hand to her and flashed a wink that only she could see. "Jason -- 4E."

"Chrissy," she replied, taking his hand and smiling flirtatiously at him. She felt a tiny shiver run through her as his huge hand engulfed her own.

"Well we should be getting back to unpacking," Robert suddenly spoke up, causing the two to break their handshake.

"Yeah," she concurred, still grinning suggestively at her new neighbour. "Nice to meet you, Jason."

"The pleasure was all mine." He replied, returning her smile.

Robert felt sick to his stomach as he and Chrissy returned to their apartment. He always felt like he was out of his league, so to speak, when it came to his girlfriend. He had been lucky enough to catch her on the rebound after a messy break-up, and so far she hadn't managed to bounce free. Deep down however, he truly believed that a woman like her was too hot to be with him.

It was this lack of confidence that always made him feel, and often act, very meek and subservient with his girlfriend, for fear of losing her to someone more "appropriate". Not that he was completely without appeal - though he did come off a bit "geeky" with his thick framed art-house glasses, slouchy posture and nervous way of talking, there was a something charming and sweet about the skinny young man in his bashfulness and genuine devotion to his girlfriend. But seeing the way she looked at Jason and the way he looked at her, made all his doubts and insecurities well up inside of him. To make matters worse, he really did not care for his neighbour at all. The guy treated women like sex objects and seemed to go through them like underwear -- Robert was regularly kept up at night by all the moaning in Jason's apartment, not to mention the bed posts banging against the thin walls. He hoped that Chrissy would not notice.

As the couple unpacked the rest of her boxes, Robert silently stewed about the interaction he witnessed earlier between his girlfriend and his neighbour. It was a combination of worry and anger that grew inside of him, but he knew full well that he would not dare act on either emotion for fear of upsetting Chrissy and risk losing her. It was pretty much the story of their relationship.

That night as the two of them got into bed together for the first time as official 'roommates', she could tell that something was bothering him.

"What's the matter?" She asked, cuddling up beside him under the covers.

"Nothing." He muttered quietly, not wanting to get into a fight the first night of their new cohabitation.

"C'mon," she pushed, "what is it?"

He knew she would not drop it, so he sighed heavily and decided to be honest.

"Were you flirting with Jason earlier?" He questioned, his gut wrenching as the words came out of his mouth.

"What?" She replied, seemingly shocked. "Of course not baby."

They both knew it was a lie, but they also both knew it was what she needed to say.

"You're the only guy I flirt with, you know that." She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him gently on the neck. "You can't get jealous over every guy that talks to me you know."

Robert forced a smile. He knew that was a complete lie. A girl like Chrissy flirted with guys all the time. But he also knew the she was right about one thing -- he could not allow himself to get jealous every time a guy flirted with her.

"Yeah, I know..." he agreed sheepishly.

"Aww... poor baby," she mocked playfully. "Maybe I can do something to make you feel better."

With that, she shifted position in bed and got on top of him. She was wearing a flimsy little blue satin baby-doll nightgown, and Robert soon learned that it was indeed the only thing she was wearing. She reached beneath her and pulled down his boxer shorts, making sure to give his quickly hardening prick a good stroke as she did so. He breathed in deeply as he felt the lips of her panty-free pussy rub gently over the tip of his cock. She then rose up slowly and inserted the head of his manhood into her wet snatch.

Chrissy gradually sank down on her boyfriend, impaling herself on his dick, then rose up again, leaving only the tip inside of her, then back down again slowly. He groaned in satisfaction as she began swinging her hips back and forth, using the base of his cock to massage her clit as her pussy massaged his shaft.

"Oh yeah, fuck me baby." She moaned in pleasure as she bounced up and down on her boyfriend.

Robert's concerns about his girlfriend's flirtatious ways were quickly disappearing as he watched her rock back and forth atop him. He growled in approval as she slowly pulled her nightie off over her head, setting free her large breasts, which immediately began to bounce in rhythm with her enthusiastic fucking of him.

Swinging her hips back and forth with stronger and faster strokes, she whimpered in ecstasy as she reached up and began squeezing her tits. She closed her eyes and threw her head back in delight as she gyrated wildly on top of her boyfriend. As he held her hips and jammed her wet pussy down while thrusting his cock skywards, he stared in awe at her vivacious tits as they danced in front of him. In turn, she swivelled her hips, the walls of her quickly drenching cunt rubbing against the sides of his erect shaft.

As she switched her motion to long, slow up and down strokes, Chrissy moaned loudly, squeezing her eyes shut and biting her bottom lip. Though their passionate lovemaking was easing his qualms regarding his woman's flirtatious ways, Robert was blissfully unaware that the untamed fucking was, in actuality having the opposite effect on her.

Regardless of her love for her boyfriend and the enjoyment she took from their fucking, she absolutely could not stop her mind from betraying her. As she rode the man she swore she loved, she silently began fantasizing about another certain gentleman.

"Oh fuck yes!" She cried out, her speed increasing.

The second she thought of the hunky neighbour she had met earlier that day, she could feel a tingle shoot through her. And when she imagined it was Jason beneath her, she immediately sensed that her orgasm was imminent. She leaned back, allowing her clit to fully delight in the sensation of the cock stimulating her with every stroke. Her pace quickened once again, as she became desperate for release. She knew Robert would not be able to last very much longer with this furious fuck-rate, so she figured it was now or never for her own explosion.

Her big breasts bouncing frantically, she took hold of one of her tits and pulled it up to her mouth. Licking madly at her own nipple, she pictured Jason sucking on her tits while she rode his hard cock. She imagined him pounding into her willing pussy as he buried his rugged face in her bosom.

Unable to keep up with her intense fucking speed any longer, Robert groaned loudly, shutting his eyes and furrowing his brow in an almost painful expression. She knew that was the telltale sign that he was going to blow his load. Casting all of her private inhibitions aside, she ground her wanting pussy down hard onto his now pulsating prick and let her imagination truly run wild.

As she felt the hot come splash against her insides, Chrissy fantasized Jason exploding deep in her cunt. Not only that, she envisioned herself in some cheap slutty outfit, screaming for him to fuck her harder, to fuck her like she always wanted to be fucked. She imagined herself begging him to use her like a dirty whore. Seconds later, she experienced an orgasm unlike anything she had ever known before.

About a week had passed since Chrissy had first laid eyes on her hunky new neighbour. Since that day she had not had the pleasure of seeing him again, at least not in person. She had however, enjoyed picturing him in her mind's eye frequently since they had met. Whether it was during sex with Robert or when she was sneaking some private, personal pleasuring by herself when her boyfriend was not around, this handsome new acquaintance was a regular occurrence in her sexual imaginations.

She did feel guilty about her frequent fantasizing about Jason, but she truly could not help herself. Even though she continually told herself that she was honestly in love with Robert and happy with him, she could not deny that just the thought of being with the stud next door made her quiver in a way that she had never experienced with her boyfriend.

It was almost midnight on a Tuesday night. Chrissy was just getting ready to go to bed when she remembered that she had to run down to the laundry room and grab the last load out of the dryer. Shouting to Robert that she would be back in a few minutes, she rushed out of the apartment and headed to the elevator.

As she stepped off of the elevator into the basement hallway, it occurred to her that she was in her sleepwear. Fortunately it was not one of her skimpy negligees or anything like that, but it was not something she usually wore out where people might see her. She did look pretty good though, even for someone in their PJs. Her hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail and her face was scrubbed free of makeup, leaving her natural good looks to fend for themselves. She wore a pair of loose grey fleece pants and a little pink tank top that left her braless bosom on full display to anyone who might happen to gaze upon her. Regardless of her outfit, she figured that it was not likely she would run into anyone doing their laundry at this hour.

Chrissy found her speculation to be correct when she got to the laundry room and found it empty. Grabbing her clothes basket, she quickly set about unloading her whites from the dryer. She was about half way done folding the load when she heard a familiar voice behind her.

"And here I thought I was the only late night laundry bandit in this place."

She jumped at the sound of Jason's voice - partially from surprise, but also partially from that familiar tingle that shot through her body when she realized it was him.

"Hey," she greeted him, turning quickly to face him as he walked into the room. "You startled me."

"Didn't mean to frighten you," he replied, a devilish smile creeping over his lips. "Just finishing up my laundry too."

He made virtually no attempt to hide the fact that he was checking out her evening attire. His eyes locked on to her ample breasts straining against the thin material of her tight tank top, causing her to blush a bit, and also making her suddenly very aware of how hard her nipples were becoming.

She smiled flirtatiously at him, arching her back, maybe subconsciously, forcing her tits to stick out even further for him to admire.

"Well, I guess it's just you and me then." She said playfully before turning back to her task at hand.

Chrissy closed her eyes as she grabbed some more clothes out of the dryer and hurriedly put them in her basket. She wanted to feel guilty for flirting so gratuitously with this handsome hunk behind her boyfriend's back, but a slew of other feelings were getting in the way. Even in her sweats, she felt sexier than she had in ages. Just being in the same room with Jason made her feel wicked and mischievous.

Suddenly her eyes burst open as she felt him move in close behind her. She could feel his hot breath on her neck when he spoke.

"Need a hand with that?" He whispered, his body gently pressing against hers.

"I, um..." she could feel her pussy dampening as his pelvis rubbed lightly against her ass.

Chrissy's head was spinning as flashes of all kinds of different scenarios raced through her mind. Within seconds she had dreamt up at least half a dozen ways he could rip her clothes off and ferociously fuck her until she could not take it anymore.

Then, just as quickly as her imagination had run wild, she snapped back to reality, remembering the loving man waiting for her upstairs.

"I... I should get going." She said, jamming the rest of her unfolded laundry into the basket and turning around.

His handsome face was inches from hers when turned towards him.

"You sure?" Jason breathed, his lips coming closer to hers.

It was all she could do not to throw her arms around him and stick her tongue down his throat, but somehow she managed to keep her composure.

"I should go." She repeated, not able to find any other words as her heart raced and breath quickened.

He stood in front of her for a few seconds, his body barely touching hers and his stare never leaving her eyes. Chrissy was sure he could sense her attraction for him, she just wondered if he knew precisely how horny he was making her. The longer he remained this close to her the wetter she got between her legs. Finally, after what felt like an eternity for her, but was in reality less than a minute, Jason stepped aside, allowing her room to get past him.

"Well I guess this is goodnight then." He said as he turned, his fuck-me eyes still burning a hole in hers.

She hesitated for several seconds, lost in his sexual stare, and then blinked herself back to reality.

"Um, yeah..." she replied. "Goodnight."

With that she grabbed her basket, put her head down and rushed past him, anxious to get out of there before she exploded. Never before had she experienced such sexual tension with anyone. She wondered if he felt the same electric attraction as she did.

It had only been a couple of days since Chrissy's flirtatious encounter in the laundry room with Jason, and she could not get the memory of it out of her head. Her fantasizing of him had become so all consuming that she found herself totally unable to stop her constant imaginings of what it would be like to fuck him. The guilt she felt about her unfaithful and amoral thoughts was not nearly enough to overrule the carnal feelings that the images of the two of them together brought over her.

She was pretty sure that Robert was completely unaware of her obsession with their next door neighbour, and she desperately did not want him to find out. Even though Jason was the star of her sexual fantasies, she still clung to the belief that she loved her boyfriend, and that nothing would ever come of the crush she had on the hunk down the hall.

Her conscience did way heavy on her whenever she caught herself thinking of this other man while having sex with Robert. Her shame and self-remorse at betraying her boyfriend, even in her own mind, was something that made her hate herself. But still, she could not, and in truth did not want to, deny her lust for Jason. Her solution to her moral dilemma was to try and limit her depraved fantasies of him to when she pleasured herself.

On this particular evening, Chrissy found herself alone in the apartment with ample opportunity to satisfy those licentious needs of hers while her boyfriend was out with a buddy. Deciding to take full advantage of the chance to indulge in some self gratification and lustful imaging, she headed to the bedroom and stretched out on the bed.

She hurriedly pulled her shirt up over her bosom, exposing her overflowing bra and luscious breasts. Next, she slid her hands down and undid her jeans, revealing her thin cotton panties, which already had begun to moisten in anticipation of the attention about to be received.

Chrissy then moved her hands back up to her tits and began to gently rub herself through the lace of her bra. Her nipples instantly hardened at her touch, and she instinctively began to gingerly pinch them, letting out a soft sigh of satisfaction in the process. It did not take long for her to begin her erotic fantasizing as her hands explored her chest. She let out a low moan as she imagined Jason's tongue running over her rock hard nipples, his lips covering her heaving breasts. Pulling her bra down below her bosom, she unleashed her impressive jugs and began squeezing them even harder. Her pussy ached to be touched as she continued to picture her fantasy lover pleasuring her big tits.

Her right hand shot down her body and made its way in between her legs. Slowly she began rubbing her swollen pussy lips through the thin cotton. Groaning as she ran a finger over the outline of her cunt, she shuddered with expectation. Unable to deny herself the pleasure she so desperately craved any longer, she slipped her hand underneath the waistband of her quickly dampening underwear. She gently eased her middle finger into the warmth of her longing snatch and sighed deeply.




Chrissy & the Next Door Neighbour



With her left hand continuing to pinch and pull at her rock hard nipples, and her right hand slowly stroking her finger in and out of her ravenous pussy, her thoughts continued to be of the next door neighbour. In her mind's eye she replaced her finger with Jason's tongue, picturing it sliding up and down and in and out of her wet cunt. She whimpered in pleasure as the speed of her finger increased in proportion to her imaginary scenario.

Squeezing her eyes tightly shut, Chrissy started to fantasize about his cock, dreaming of what it would look like, and thinking about what it would be like to wrap her lips around it. Picturing herself on her knees in front of him, his strong hands grabbing hold of her hair as she sucked on his dick, she squeezed her aching nipple so hard that she let out an involuntary gasp of pain. She imagined running her tongue up and down his shaft as she slid another finger inside her blazing hot pussy.

Her cunt throbbed and her breathing grew increasingly faster at the fantasy of being with Jason. But she was not thinking about making love to him, she was imaging fucking him, hard and dirty.

She furiously pumped her fingers as she envisioned his cock sliding into her horny pussy. Her body trembled as if she could actually feel him inside of her. She inhaled deeply as she saw him fucking her, her hand working faster and faster in between her legs. Desperate for an orgasm, she imagined giving herself to him to be used like a common whore, begging him to fuck her like a cheap slut.

Chrissy's frenzied masturbation was consuming her completely as she feverishly chased her sexual release. She could feel the eruption building in her hot wet cunt as she groped at her tits and stroked her fuck-hole at an ever increasing pace. The bed squeaked in time with her manic movements as the fantasy of cheating on her boyfriend with this gorgeous neighbour overtook her fully. She began to moan in pre-orgasmic delight as she revelled in the thought of fucking Jason like a dirty whore. With that, her body convulsed in a shudder that went from the tip of her toes all the way to the top of her head. Her long awaited climax washed over her as her entire body ignited in a flame of lust.

She squeezed her eyes shut tight as she started to come down from one of the most mind blowing orgasms of her life. The anticipated pang of guilt that usually followed after her unfaithful fantasies was just beginning to set in when she heard Robert's key in the door...

Chrissy was quickly becoming fixated with fantasizing about her hunky new neighbour. She could no longer even begin to stop herself from thinking of him on a near constant basis. The lust and obsession she felt towards him after only a couple of encounters with him were something she had never experienced ever before. Her emotional turmoil was only amplified by the guilt she felt for silently betraying her boyfriend repeatedly. Even though she had not 'cheated' on Robert in the traditional sense, she knew deep down that on some level she was already having an affair by continuing to pine for another man. She was confused and conflicted by her feelings, still wanting to claim her love and commitment to her boyfriend, but unable to let go of her wanton desires for Jason.

It was in this perplexed state that she found herself early one evening as she returned home. She had become extremely distracted and anxious by her contrasting emotions and this night was no exception. The day at work was a mess; her mind was elsewhere and her thoughts erratic. As she got back to the apartment building that night, she was looking forward to getting home and taking a hot bath to relieve her stress. Getting off the elevator she opened her purse, only to realize that her absentmindedness had left her in another tight spot. In a rare moment of clarity that day, she clearly pictured her apartment keys on the hallway table. She was locked out and Robert would not be home for at least a couple of hours.

"Shit!" Chrissy swore to herself as she slapped her hand against her apartment door in exasperation.

Sighing heavily, she turned around, and leaned back against the door. She squeezed her eyes shut as she slid down and plopped onto the floor.

"Locked out?"

Her eyes instantly sprung open at the sound of the familiar voice. She turned quickly and looked up at the hunk standing in the adjacent apartment doorway.

"Looks that way." She replied, her heart beginning to speed up just from seeing Jason.

"Well why don't you come in for a cup of coffee or something until your man gets home?" He offered, his usual sly smile sneaking up at the corners of his mouth.

From where he was standing, she was pretty sure he could almost look right down her low-cut black V-neck blouse. If he could not see her tits completely he was at least getting one hell of a view of her magnificent cleavage. The thought sent a tingle racing in between her legs.

"Sure." Chrissy answered, returning his smirk and knowing full well that this little encounter was going to do nothing but add to her emotional crisis.

He stepped towards her and reached out a hand. She took hold of him, his grip firm and manly as he pulled her up. He did so with such force and speed that she fell towards him as she made it to her feet, necessitating her to place her other hand against his well formed chest to keep her balance. The two locked eyes as their bodies pressed close against each other. 

Jason led her into his apartment and shut the door behind them. Her mind and heart were both racing as they walked into his living room. She put her purse down on the coffee table and was about to turn around to face him when she felt him move in close behind her.

"You are so beautiful." He whispered, his hot breath against her neck making her shudder.

She felt his body press against hers and could feel the hard body she lusted after under his t-shirt and jeans. His hard cock pressed against her ass and she closed her eyes, a bizarre combination of fear and anticipation enveloping her.

"Jason, I..." she started to mount some kind of a half-hearted defence of what she now felt was the inevitable. But before she could stammer out and further words of protest, he put his hands on her hips and turned her around to face him.

He placed a hand on either side of her face and looked deeply into her eyes. His stare oozed sex, and she felt her pussy moisten instantly. Closing her eyes, she did not resist as he slowly pulled her face towards his and slid his tongue into her mouth. As she returned the kiss, his hands dropped down from her cheeks and made their way onto her round ass. They continued making out and his hands found their way up to brush against her breasts through the thin material of her shirt. Her nipples were already rock hard.

Still holding their lip-lock, he gradually walked her backwards to the couch and laid her down, her short black skirt riding up to the tops of her thighs, just below her panties. He pulled away from her to admire the view and she quickly pressed her legs close together, trying to hold onto some amount of dignity rather than falling over backwards and spreading her legs for him like she had imagined in so many fantasies.

Chrissy was speechless as she watched him pull his shirt off, revealing the chiselled physique she had dreamt about for weeks. As he lay down on top of her, his weight pushing her into the cushions, she summoned the courage to mount another bit of resistance.

"Jason, we can't." She protested, putting virtually no force behind her words.

Ignoring her hollow words, he began kissing her again. Her crotch was soaking wet already and she pushed her tongue deep into his mouth, as her cunt began to ache for his attentions.

He slowly kissed his way down to the down her neck and onto her chest. His lips ran over her collarbone and down into the cut of her V-neck. His hands joined his face at her bosom and he quickly pulled her shirt up, exposing her bra covered tits. She gasped as he pulled the lacy material down, revealing her hard nipples and began licking and sucking at them. His hard dick pressing against her, she could not help by begin to rock her hips back and forth, desperate for as much contact with him as she could get.

Using his knees, he separated her legs and she felt the rough denim of his jeans against her bare thighs as her skirt shifted up above her panties, almost to her waist. She moaned as his cock ground against her pussy while he continued his assault on her bosom with a series of sharp little nibbles on each nipple.

As he continued grinding against her very wet panty-covered snatch, she felt the beginnings of an orgasm building within her. Yearning for release with this hunky man of her fantasies, Chrissy bit her bottom lip in anticipation as she basked in the feeling of his hard prick rubbing against her.

Without warning he suddenly got up, pushed her knees together and quickly grabbed hold of her wet panties and pulled them over her hips and ass, down her shapely legs, over her heels and off. Just as quickly, Jason undid his jeans and slid the down, revealing a long, thick cock. Her eyes widened at the sight of his manhood, she had never seen one that big.

Before she could say anything, in protest or otherwise, he was back between her legs. Using his legs to spread hers apart, his hips moved forward and she felt the head of his dick against her slippery cunt. Her lips parted wide as he slowly pushed forward and penetrated her.

"We shouldn't..." she moaned, a pang of guilt rising in her as she pushed up against his chest. The rest of the words lost as he pushed himself deeper into her.

Slowly he began to fuck her. Holding himself up by his arms, he watched her face with that egotistical smirk emblazoned on his lips, proud of his seduction. His cockiness turned her on even more and she began to roll her hips beneath him, squeezing against his thrusting dick.

Pushing her legs back and wide apart, Jason put his arms under her legs and pushed his cock deeper and deeper. With him on top of her, pinning her down, she felt completely dominated. She felt like a slut... and it felt just as good as she imagined it would.

Chrissy moaned in ecstasy as he began to tease her, fucking her with just the tip of his dick, then driving deep and making her gasp as he stabbed into her. He pumped into her with long strokes, fucking her faster and faster. She looked down in between her spread legs and could see his big cock slamming into her pussy repeatedly. It was just as erotic as she had imagined it.

"Turn over," he told her as he slid his prick out of her.

Completely submissive by this point, she obediently rolled over onto her stomach and presented her ass to him. He pulled her up by her hips and positioned her onto her hands and knees. Kneeling behind her, he slid his fat dick into her waiting snatch, slowly fucking her deeper and deeper until he was balls deep inside of her. He held her by her hips, pulling her back onto his manhood with each thrust of his pelvis. Reaching forward, he grabbed a handful of her sweaty brown hair with one of his strong hands and pulled her head backwards.

"God Chrissy," he groaned, "you have such a hot little ass. I love fucking you. I wanted to fuck you the moment I saw you." 

As he spoke, he continued to slide his big cock deep into her. She felt like a dirty whore, cheating on her boyfriend and loving every minute of it.

"I knew I'd fuck you as soon as I met you." Jason continued. "I know you wanted it too."

She wondered to herself how many other women this stud had taken back to his apartment and fucked like this. Even though she knew she should have been disgusted with herself for letting this guy use her like this, the idea that a hunk like him desiring her and wanting to fuck her made her feel sexy and naughty in a way she had never experienced with Robert.

"God, yes!" She finally admitted, shouting out as she began to come. "Fuck me baby! Fuck me like I've fantasized! Fuck me!"

As her body shook in a powerful orgasm, he pushed his dick deep inside of her and he stopped moving. He began to groan as he held his cock all the way inside of her.

"I'm gonna come baby!" He announced, just as she felt his hot fuck juice shoot inside her pussy, filling her. Chrissy felt like a dirty little slut. On her knees, her skirt hiked up with the next door neighbour's big dick inside of her, his come running down her thighs.

After he finally finished coming, Jason pulled out of her and stood next to the couch. Without just a quick looked between them, she quickly knelt in front of him. With her ass resting on top of her heels, he grabbed a handful of her hair with one hand as the other guided his slippery dick into her mouth. Rather than begin repulsed as she would have been in the past, she found herself to be incredibly turned on. She had never sucked Robert like this after they fucked. As his cock pushed deep into her mouth she could taste his come and her own pussy. He groaned in pleasure as she licked and sucked his shaft clean.

Chrissy attempted to straighten herself up, knowing she needed to be presentable when she got back to her apartment and her waiting boyfriend. She tucked her tits back into her bra and pulled down her shirt. Locating her wet panties in a mess on the floor, she slid them on over her legs. As they touched her pussy, she could feel her cunt lips swollen and tender from being fucked so well. She could feel his come still slowly leaking from her. 

Jason stood there smiling as she left the apartment. They did not say anything as she left; they both knew this had been something they had both wanted since the moment they met. And they both knew this probably would not be the last time it happened.

Chrissy was racked with guilt after what had happened between her and Jason. For days, she moped around the apartment, her conscience heavy and soul torn apart. The worst part for her was that she still was not sure whether her remorse was for the betrayal she had perpetrated against her loving boyfriend or for the fact that, deep down she loved every minute of it. If the truth be told, she would have to admit, at least to herself, that if the opportunity arose again, she would willingly repeat her actions.

Remaining silent and keeping her torment bottled up was killing her, but she did not know if she could stomach admitting her indiscretion to Robert. Torn apart and in a state of near-frenzy, she waited until he was out one night and decided to unload her burden on someone.

Jason opened his apartment door and flashed his smug smile.

"Well hello there." He crooned, his eyes moving up and down her body as he spoke.

"We need to talk." She quickly replied, trying to tell herself that his cockiness and good looks were not going to get the best of her again.

"Please, come in." He said, holding the door open as she brushed past him.

She made her way down the front hallway of his apartment and stopped dead in her tracks when she made it to the living room. Just seeing the couch, the site of their torrid fuck fest, made her pussy dampen in remembrance. Her head began to spin, causing her to almost forget where she was or what she was doing.

He came up behind her and she felt his warm lips touch her neck. The sensation, though erotic and nipple-hardening, snapped her back to the task at hand, at least partially.

"I love my boyfriend." She whispered.

"Uh, huh..." He mumbled, his lips and hot breath dancing on her neck.

Shaking her head, as if in both protest and to clear her thoughts, she pulled away, turning around and locking eyes with him.

"I can't do this again." Chrissy told him, trying desperately to keep his gaze and hold firm.

"Fine, go back to your boyfriend. Go back to your unsatisfying life." He replied, his truthful words knocking the wind out of her.

"Fuck you." She cursed at him.

"That would satisfy you." Jason countered, smiling wickedly.

Frustrated at both his ego and his honesty, she turned to walk away from him and headed down the hallway towards the door. She had not made it more than a few steps and he was behind her, grabbing her by the shoulders and forcefully spinning her around. Before she could even begin to defend herself, he shoved her strongly against the wall. Pressing himself tightly against her, his hands fumbled against her shirt as his mouth fought to make it to hers as she struggled to resist -- both his advances and her own desires.

"No, no I can't. Jason, I can't do this again." She pleaded, half-heartedly attempting to push him away.

Despite her protests, he pulled her in for a hard kiss, forcing her hard against the wall. Alternately pushing him away and pulling him into her, Chrissy knew which side was winning the battle within her. Breaking their kiss, he pulled away from her and quickly ripped his t-shirt off over his head, immediately returning for another vigorous lip-lock until she pushed him away again.

"I hate you." She whispered. "I hate you."

"I know." He replied smugly, his hands dropping down to her jeans, beginning to undo them.

"Stop it." She pleaded weakly, doing nothing to stop him physically. "I can't."

Her words falling on deaf ears, his hands quickly pulled her pants down onto her thighs. Instinctively, her hands moved to his belt and she reciprocated, undoing his jeans at the same time. Shoving her pants all the way down her legs, he moved in again for another short, but powerful kiss, then spun her around to her left, causing her to lean onto the small table in the hallway to keep herself from falling. Without even a word or movement from him, she immediately pulled her panties down and arched her back, presenting her ass to him.

"You gonna fuck me?" She asked, her slutty words even surprising her.

"Is that what you want?" He replied, hastily sliding his jeans down.

"Yeah, I want you to." She breathed, feeling invigorated and sexy by her wanton words.

Pressing tightly against her, Chrissy felt his cock slide up and down her wet pussy lips.

"Say it." He whispered, leaning in close.

"I want you to fuck me." She sighed.

"Say it!" He demanded again, his hands grasping her ass cheeks as his dick teased her waiting cunt.

"I want you to fuck me!" She cried out, desperate for him to be inside her.

She bit her lip as her pussy was penetrated by his thick manhood, her head dropping down as he pushed his cock in as deep as he could. Jason groaned as his balls pressed against her cunt lips, his dick buried completely inside her sopping snatch. Each thrust caused her body to lurch forward, her brown hair bouncing to and fro as the slick sound of her pussy swallowing his shaft time after time echoed throughout the hallway.

Moaning in ecstasy, her guilt was now completely forgotten, lost in the constant barrage of powerful thrusts her new lover was delivering to her hungry cunt. Her heart raced as he reached forward and grabbed a handful of her messy hair and yanked back on it as he pounded her harder and harder.

"Yes! Fuck me, fuck me!" She screeched, begging to be treated like a common whore.

His hips slapped hard against her ass as he grunted with each stoke as he fucked her harder and faster then she had ever been fucked before. She groaned in satisfaction with each furious pump in and out of her hot pussy, occasionally reaching back to spread her ass cheeks apart in hopes of her new lover somehow finding a way to penetrate her deeper. He slammed into her relentlessly, the sound of their flesh slapping against each other echoing thunderously and combined with her guttural moans of pleasure. 

"Oh, God!" Chrissy cried out in ecstasy. "Fuck me!"

To her dismay, Jason actually did the opposite of her request and pulled out of her fiery snatch. He quickly turned her around, pulled off her shirt and stripped her of her bra, unleashing her heaving bosom. At the same time, she kicked off the jeans and panties that had pooled around her ankles and anxiously awaited the continuation of their fuck fest.




Chrissy & the Next Door Neighbour



He repositioned them swiftly, perching himself against the hallway table, half-leaning, half-sitting, and manoeuvred her in front of him, her back to him and dripping cunt hovering above his throbbing cock. She longed to slide down onto his shaft and resume their intense lovemaking, but he held her up by the hips, preventing her from achieving her goal.

"You wanna fuck me baby?" He asked, the tip of his dick barely brushing against her engorged pussy lips.

"Yes... oh God yes." She groaned in response, desperate to do so.

"Tell me baby... beg for it." He commanded, continuing to taunt her as the head of his prick tickled the entrance of her waiting snatch.

"Fuck me!" She howled. "I need it baby... I need to feel your big cock in my slutty pussy. Please! Let me ride that big dick. Let me fuck you!"

Satisfied with her response, he finally allowed her to lower herself down onto his rigid dick and begin bouncing up and down. He reached around and stroked her clit as she rock back and forth on top of him, her big tits dancing all over her chest with each recoil of her body against his.

He reached up and grabbed one of her swaying breasts as she rode him like a crazed cowgirl. Squeezing her aching tit with one hand, he seized a mitt-full of her hair with his other and pulled her back tight against him.

"You like that baby? Does that feel good?" He whispered in her ear.

"Fuck yeah..." She moaned, barely able to speak she was so short of breath.

"You love it don't you baby?" He asked as she continued to bounce up and down vigorously.

"Yes... God, yes." She panted.

And it was true. Chrissy had never felt so fulfilled in her entire life. Sex with Jason satisfied her in a way her boyfriend had never been able to. Something in the animalistic, dominating way he fucked her opened her mind sexually and touched her in a way she never knew possible. As she felt another mind-blowing orgasm building within her, she knew right then and there that there was no way she could go back to Robert and fuck him again after what she had experienced with her new lover.

He pulled back hard on her hair and she reached up and squeezed her big tits as she came on his pistoning cock. She exploded like never before, almost passing out from the intense release as he continued to pound into her right through her orgasm. As her body twitch and writhed atop him, he grabbed hold of her hips and stoked into her slowly several times before burying his prick deep into her dripping pussy and filling her with his white hot come.

Robert lay on the couch in silence. In his mind he was going over and over what had happened between he and Chrissy. Mostly he was in shock, but part of him actually felt a certain level of relief. It was almost as if he had been set free of all his worries and doubt. No longer was he burdened with the thought of losing her, preoccupied with having to keep her. He had always known that she was too hot for him.

Just over a week had gone by since she had moved out. He had not even put up much of a fight when she told him she was leaving him. Sure, he was devastated, but when she told him that she was in love with someone else, he was pretty sure he did not stand a chance. When he found out that someone else was Jason, he knew it.

If Robert could take solace in one thing, it was in the fact that he knew that whatever feelings his ex-girlfriend had developed for his next door neighbour, it was not love. Lust maybe, but not real, true love. He was fairly certain that once she found out what kind of a guy Jason really was -- a self absorbed 'player' who treated women like sex objects -- she would realize what a horrible mistake she had made. At least that's what he kept telling himself.

His train of thought was suddenly broken as he heard a low thumping noise. Gritting his teeth, he squeezed his eyes shut and tried to block out the images that were coming into his head...

The headboard of the bed slammed forcefully against the wall as Jason pulled her against him tightly as his lips touch hers in the most passionate kiss she had ever felt. Her nipples hardened slightly and her eyes began to gleam in anticipation. His hands roamed freely over her naked, writhing body, making their way down and cupping her ass and gently pulling her waiting pussy towards his ready cock. Chrissy moaned softly as she felt his cock slip between her wet cunt lips as he continued kissing her forcefully. She felt as though time was standing still as he began the most exquisite grinding of his dick inside her and her senses whirled in delight.

Her brunette hair fell over her shoulders and down her back and her eyes glistened with lust. She almost stopped breathing for a moment as she blissfully rode her new lover. The man had a presence, a forcefulness that commanded and mesmerized her. By now her nipples had turned into twin points of burning need and her snatch was getting wetter by the second. She shuddered as he moved his lips against her earlobe and her rock hard nipples brushed roughly against his sculpted chest.

"Oh, Jason..." She groaned in approval as he pulled her tighter and ground the base of his penis against her clit.

He placed his wet lips against hers in a passionate, demanding kiss that left her breathless once again as his arms crushed her into his body. She groaned into his mouth as his teeth nipped at her lower lip and then wrapped his tongue around hers and suckled gently. Chrissy was making little whimpering noises as he continued to suckle her mouth. He finished his kiss with a light nibble against her tongue, and then his warm and demanding lips were gone. 

She ached to have her nipples in his mouth and he quickly obliged, leaning in to scoop one into his mouth. Her whole body spasmed as his lips took possession of her nipples, one after the other, slowly bathing them with his tongue, biting roughly, and then circling his fingertip around them before leaning in to taste them once again. Clutching her hands into his tousled hair, she was overwhelmed by the feeling of his dick slamming into her and his hot mouth torturing her tits. Rolling her hips, she corkscrewed onto his cock until he reached up with one hand and yanked her hair, pulling her away from him.

"I want to watch you squirm as I fuck you," he told her. "I want to see how much you love it." 

She groaned, and moaned and screamed as his dick pounded into her, making wet deep fucking noises that mixed with his grunts. A wave of ecstasy pouring like liquid fire through her veins, she writhed as he leaned in again to take her lips in his. She groaned into his mouth, whispering his name over and over

Suddenly breaking their lip-lock, Jason pulled out of her without warning and hastily repositioned her onto all fours. He reached forward and pushed her head down, grabbing a fistful of her hair, and then snuggled his cock against the entrance to her cunt. She moaned lowly and arched her hips back against the head of his penis, so close to re-entering her aching pussy.

"Do you like the feel of my cock against your cunt, so close to giving you pleasure, but not quite in? Does it drive you crazy? Do you want me to fuck you?" With each sentence he whispered he pushed slightly harder against her cunt until the tip of his prick was in, slick and coated with her juices.

Chrissy could not take it. She begged. She begged him to fuck her like his whore, telling him he could fuck her however he wanted. Finally, he thrust his dick into her, grinding his hips against her, mashing his balls against her clit. 

She was beginning to feel the onset of a wonderful, warm climax. Her whole world became his cock -- sliding in and out and driving deeper and deeper into her. She gasped at the sensation of being penetrated so fully and completely by his wonderful, thick shaft.

Every time he thrust in, his balls slammed against her clit, making it swollen and sensitive, until her body could withstand his demands no more. She felt her orgasm begin in her toes and sweep up her legs until it centered in her belly. Her body fully opened up to her new lover and the delirium crested across her very being.

"Oh, God! Fuck me!" She screamed, her pussy convulsing as she jerked back against him, milking his cock, begging him to fill her up with his come until she was dripping wet with it, until it was drooling down her legs.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" She cried out as her sexual peak drove her into a mating fury, fucking his prick as hard and as fast as she could through the finest orgasm of her life.

She screamed as wave after wave came over her and his hammering continued unabated. The feel of his cock inside of her was incredible - she was addicted to the sensation of having his thick dick buried so deep inside her that she could hardly breathe.

Jason drove into hard into her as he continued taking her to a place she had never even imagined before. She was both senseless and keenly aware of everything at the same time. All of a sudden, his fucking motion stopped and he held her still for a brief second while he was completely buried inside of her before he moaned lowly.

Chrissy felt the hot sperm flashing out of his dick inside of her and he once again began to fuck her, slow and deliberate. She had another small orgasm just feeling this measured and methodical fucking as he came. Once he was spent he leaned down and laid his head against her back.

The couple lay like that with him on top, his cock still buried in her, as they gasped for breath. They lay like that for several minutes before he finally started to stir and slid his semi hard erection out of her. He turned her to face him, and she stretched lethargically, arching her back so her nipples grazed against his chiselled chest

"Ready for round two?" He asked as he leaned forward to capture her mouth in his once again.



Chrissy:  Arranges Date For Janie With Ted



A few weeks went by and Janie was still living with Chrissy and Joey. She still had not been able to find a job and her social life was non-existent. She became increasingly despondent and down cast. Chrissy met Janie at the door when she was returning from another disappointing interview. Janie eyes were tearing and she was sniffling. “Chrissy, I’m never going to find a job. It is so awful. I feel so bad imposing on you and Joey. I know I am ruining your family life. I’m going to move out. I guess I will have to ask Dad for a job.”

Chrissy said, “Don’t get discouraged. Joey and I love having you with us. I think you just need a little more social life. You need to get out and meet some new people. Maybe you would like to visit with Joey and me tonight after we are in bed. We could talk about it together.”

Janie responded, “I-I think you may be right. I haven’t had a date in three months. If you and Joey had not let me get in bed with you a few weeks ago, I think I would be going crazy.”

“Janie, Mom called me today. She said that Ted Baxter had moved back into town and was still single. I was thinking that I could call him and arrange a blind date with him for you. Would you like that? He is really a handsome guy.”

“I don’t know. I don’t like blind dates. ‘Ted Baxter’, isn’t he the guy who barged in on your honeymoon? Isn’t he the guy who impregnated you and Mom? He’s the guy who f-fucked your ass…isn’t he?”

“Yes, but he is very attractive. Those occasions were not really Ted’s fault. Dad instigated those events because he wanted me to give him grandchildren. Ted can be forceful but he can make you feel so good. I think you will have a good time. Just restrain yourself and don’t get carried away. I think you will like Ted and I know he will like you. Why don’t I call Ted and suggest a simple dinner for you two.”

“Well, if you think I will like Ted, I guess going out to dinner could be fun. But make sure he understands that it is ‘just’ for dinner. I don’t want him to think that I am an easy slut. Don’t tell him that I haven’t been dating. I don’t want him to think I am some kind of loser.”

That night, after Chrissy and Joey were in bed, there was a soft knock on their bedroom door. Janie cracked the door and softly called out, “Hey ‘guys’ is it OK if I come in? I need to talk with you.”

Joey said, “Come on in, Sweetness. Climb in bed with us. What is on your mind?”

“Well, I’m a little nervous about this blind date and I need to talk to ‘you guys’.” Joey moved into the middle of the king sized bed and Janie slipped under the covers beside him.

Joey said, “What blind date? I don’t know anything about a blind date.”

Chrissy jumped into the conversation, “I suggested to Janie today that I would arrange a date for her with Ted Baxter. Mom called and said he was living in the area now. Janie has been so depressed that I thought some social life would be good for her.”


Joey said, “I don’t know if that is such a good idea. You know what he did to you and your mother.” Chrissy responded, “I was going to make it perfectly clear to Ted that this was strictly for dinner. It would be to just let Janie meet someone in the area.”

“I’m just a little nervous about dating someone I’ve never met. I’m a little vulnerable right now and I don’t want to be put into any difficult situations. When you call him, Chrissy, make sure that he understands that he has to be a gentleman. I don’t want to have to fight off some sex maniac!”

“I will make the situation perfectly clear to Ted. I am sure you will like him and I know you will have fun.”

Joey chimed in, “But be careful. Ted can be forceful. You are not on the ‘pill’ now and you better not let him get into your panties.”

“Well, I guess it will be fun just to get out again. It has been too long. Would it be OK if I sleep in here with ‘you guys’ tonight? I just need the company.” Janie knew that Joey was right because she would be in a fertile period this weekend.

“Sure you can sleep with us. But I have a 7:00 AM breakfast meeting in the morning and have to get up early. I need to get to sleep.” Joey turned on his side toward Chrissy and snuggled against her back spoon fashion. He reached across Chrissy with his left arm and rested his hand just below her breasts. Janie did the same against Joey’s back and rested her hand around Joey’s waist. Joey noticed the clean, fresh scent of his beautiful, sexy wife and her twin sister. Thinking about the last time Janie slept with them, he wished that he did not have to get up so early. He kissed Chrissy on the back of her neck and soon they were all sleeping soundly.

Joey groggily awakened during the night and noticed that Janie was still sleeping spoon fashion against his back. However, her hand had dropped lower and was resting on the front of his boxers. Joey placed his hand on Janie’s hand and guided her hand through the fly of his boxers onto his dick. Janie shifted and moaned, “Ummmm.” Joey rolled onto his back and put his arm around Janie pulling her head onto his shoulder. Janie shifted again and straddled his leg with her legs. He kissed her forehead and Janie moaned, “Ummmm.” Her hand moved back into the fly of his boxers and lightly touched his dick which was showing signs of life. Joey lightly kissed Janie’s nose and then lightly kissed her lips. Janie opened her sleepy eyes and smiled. She whispered, “We have to be very quiet and still. We cannot awaken Chrissy.” Joey smiled and nodded.

Joey continued to kiss Janie lightly until her lips parted and he felt her tongue. He then pushed his tongue into her mouth and Janie began to pull on his hardening dick. Joey could feel Janie’s pelvis moving against his thigh. He kissed her ear and whispered, “Quietly shift around, Sweetness, so I can kiss your pussy.” Janie quietly shifted into a ‘69’ position on her side and Joey turned toward her on his side. She opened her thighs around Joey’s head and took his dick into her mouth. Joey did not take her panties off but merely pulled the small strip covering her pussy to one side. He licked her pussy and sucked her clit between his lips. Within minutes they were both cumming without making a sound or thrashing wildly. Janie did not miss a drop of cum and after cleaning Joey’s dick she shifted around and they both fell back to sleep holding each other without any further activity. It was almost like a dream.

The next day after Joey had left for work and Janie had left for a job interview, Chrissy called Ted. “Hello, Ted, this is Chrissy. How are you?”

“Chrissy, baby, it’s good to hear your voice. I’m doing well. How are you and Joey?”

“We are all fine, Ted. My twin sister, Janie, is staying with us for a while. She is single, new in town and doesn’t have many friends. I was wondering if you might like to take her out for a dinner or a movie.”

“I really did not remember that you had a twin. Why don’t I remember her from high school?

“Janie went to boarding school her last two years of high school. She was not around very much when we were dating.”

“Are you identical twins? Do you look exactly alike?”

“Yes, if we dress the same it is hard to tell us apart.”

“Well, I was going to call you and your mother to see if we could get together. But, if you think Janie and I will have fun together, it would be a pleasure to take her out. How about Saturday night for dinner? I’ll come by your house about 7:00 PM. OK?”

“Saturday at 7:00 PM will be fine. I must tell you that you have to be a gentleman with Janie. She hasn’t been dating much and she is a little…you know….anxious. She quit taking the ‘pill’ so she is vulnerable. You should not take advantage of her, Ted. OK? I know how forceful you can be and I know what you’ve done to me and mom.”

“I will be a perfect gentleman. I will not do anything except what she wants to do. I will let her call the ‘shots’. I will see you Saturday and I still would like to see you some time when you are free. Good bye now.” Ted thought Janie must be really ‘horny’. Well maybe he could help her relieve that condition.

Chrissy replaced the phone thinking that maybe she had told Ted too much about Janie’s situation. Oh well, they are both adults.

Saturday rolled around and Janie was getting dressed for her date with Ted. She was very excited but also a little apprehensive. She knew she was a little ‘horny’ and she knew that she was in the middle of a fertile period. The combination resulted in her pussy being swollen, sensitive, rosy and juicy. It seemed like she could not stop secreting lubricant. She had already changed panties twice and had decided to wear a pad to prevent wetting another pair and possibly her skirt. It was a cool night and she had also decided to wear panty hose. She giggled to herself and thought about the protection that the hose provided. She finished dressing, stepping into the short skirt and buttoning the light cashmere sweater. She looked in the mirror and was satisfied with her appearance. She dabbed on a little more perfume, including, without thinking, some on her inner thighs. Then she thought, “My God, why did I do that? I’m just going to dinner.”

Janie came down the stairs and Joey and Chrissy both exclaimed how beautiful that she looked. She looked almost exactly like a conservatively dressed Britney Spears. Joey recognized the rosy glow, indicative of being in her fertile period, because Chrissy always had the same type of glow. Soon the door bell rang and it was Ted. There were hugs and handshakes all around and Janie noticed immediately that Ted certainly was big, strong and handsome. He had an aura of confidence and she began to realize how Ted had been able to take advantage of Chrissy and her mother. Ted, of course, noticed that Janie and Chrissy looked amazingly alike. Soon Ted and Janie were in the car, a large SUV, on the way to a nearby restaurant.

“Janie, you and Chrissy are really amazing. You look so much alike. You are both so beautiful and sexy. I’m sorry that we did not meet in high school.”

Janie blushingly said, “Thank you, Ted. Chrissy has told me so much about you that I feel like I have known you for many years.”

“I hope some of the things she told you were ‘good’. I hope they were not all ‘bad’. I hope that you like Italian food. The restaurant I picked has great veal piccata and a terrific wine list.”

“That sounds great. I love Italian. I’m so excited that I believe a glass of wine would help calm me. I’m just not accustomed to ‘blind’ dates.” Soon they were seated in the quiet, dimly lighted restaurant sipping on a cold Pinot Grigio from the region south of Rome. They finished one bottle of wine before the food arrived and Ted ordered another to have with the meal. Janie had relaxed considerably and was slightly light headed from the wine.

Ted and Janie were seated next to each other at a small quiet table. Ted, with a twinkle in his eyes, asked, “What exactly did Chrissy tell you about me?”

Janie smiled and said, “Well, she told me about the times that you took advantage of her and mother.”

“Did she tell you that it was your Dad’s idea?”

“She said something about that. But I’m still a little worried that you will take advantage of me.”

Ted laughed and leaned over and whispered, “I promise that I will not do ‘anything’ that you do not want to do.” He kissed her ear lightly and added, “I hope that I do not offend you but I promise that, if you do not touch my cock, I will not touch your pussy. Is that fair?”

Janie’s eyes widened but the wine muted her reaction, “Oh Ted, don’t say things like that. Do you really promise?” They finished dinner and continued to sip the wine. Janie was enjoying Ted’s company and was very relaxed. When Ted would make a point in the conversation he would occasionally touch Janie on the thigh. He noticed that her thighs, like Chrissy’s, were very firm. He also noticed that she had on panty hose.

“When we finish this bottle of wine I thought I would show you where Chrissy and I used to park and make out when we were in high school. Would you like to see the spot? It is out by the lake.”

Janie laughed, “Well, I don’t know about that. Is it safe? Are you going to try to make out with me?”

Ted laughed, “Well you have my promise but we still could, if you want to, make out a little. But there is one thing. Before we go I want you to go into the ladies room and take off those panty hose. I never liked to see beautiful, sexy girls so….well…..covered like that.”

Janie’s eyes twinkled, “So, if I don’t take my panty hose off, you will not show me your old make out spot. Is that correct? I-I guess I don’t have any choice.” She stood up to go to the ladies room and noticed that she was a bit tipsy.

The bill had been paid and Ted said, “I will wait for you by the front door.”

Janie knew that she did not know Ted well enough to trust him completely. But he was so nice and she was having so much fun. When she got in the ladies room she had second thoughts about taking off her panty hose but decided that Ted would keep his word. The hose were a bit confining. She went into a stall, removed the hose and put them into her purse. Then she put some more perfume on her inner thighs. When she came out Ted was waiting by the front door. He looked down at her legs and smiled approvingly. “You look so much prettier and sexy now. Shall we go check out the lake?”

Janie could feel the cool night air blowing up her skirt against her bare legs and she shivered on the way to the SUV. Ted noticed and put his arm around her shoulders, “We’ll warm up in the car. Hurry and get in.” He opened the door for Janie like a gentleman should and took notice of her bare thighs and a flash of her panties when she swung into the seat. Janie, anticipating being kissed by Ted, noticed that her pussy was wetting the pad she had worn. She thought, “Thank God that I put on the pad or I would be a complete mess.” She kicked her shoes off when she got in the car.

The SUV had bucket seats and on the way to the lake Ted said, “It is going to be hard to make out sitting in these seats. The console is in the way. We’ll have to get in the back.”

Janie looked back and noticed that the seats were folded and there was a mattress pad and blanket in the back. “I-I guess that will be OK. But you have to remember your promise.”

Ted said, “What promise was that?”

“You know. You said you would not touch me if I didn’t touch you.”

“How can we make out if we do not touch?”

“I-I don’t mean just touching. You know y-you said y-you would not touch my p-pussy if I didn’t touch your c-cock. Do you remember?”

“Of course I remember. A promise is a promise.” They turned off onto a side road winding into the hills. Ted said, “This area is a wildlife reserve and can not be developed. It is so peaceful in here.” They pulled into a spot facing the lake and moon light was shimmering on the water’s surface.

Janie laid her head back and said, “This is so beautiful. This is where you brought Chrissy? What did you two do?”

“We were just teenagers. We just made out with a little heavy petting. But we had fun. Do you want to get in the back? There is a blanket, if you are still cold.”

“I-I guess so. Will you lock the doors? I don’t want anyone to be able to get into the car.”

“Sure, I’ll lock the doors. Would you mind if I take off my jacket, shirt and slacks so they don’t get all wrinkled?”

“I-I guess that would be OK.” Janie kicked off her shoes and climbed over the console. Ted stepped out of the car, removed his jacket, shirt and slacks and climbed in the back door. He pushed the remote lock button and kicked off his shoes. Janie had already stretched out on the pad and pulled the blanket up to her chin. “I am chilled. Do you want to get under the blanket too? We could keep each other warm.”

“I would like to get under the blanket.” They snuggled together and Ted put his arm around Janie. She laid her head on his shoulder. “It feels so good to hold you like this. I’ve wanted to hold you since the moment I saw you. You are so beautiful and sexy. It will be hard to keep my promise.” He kissed her on the forehead. She tilted her chin up and Ted lightly kissed her lips. Ted continued to kiss her lightly until he felt her lips part. Then he kissed her more passionately and pushed his tongue between her lips. Janie responded with her tongue. Soon Ted’s hands were roaming over Janie’s back all the way down to her firm buns.

“Is this what you and Chrissy used to do?”

“Sort of…..we kept our clothes on but I touched her all over. I even touched her pussy. I don’t want to mess up your beautiful sweater or your skirt. Would you like to take them off?”

“I-I guess so, but don’t look.” Janie unbuttoned and removed her sweater and unzipped and pulled off her skirt. Then she got back under the blanket wearing just her bra and panties [and, of course, the pad]. The wine had affected Janie and she was going along with almost anything Ted suggested. It was like she was in a fog. She thought, “Here I am in the back of a SUV, like some ‘teenybopper’, with someone I hardly know and I have stripped to my bra and panties. I must be crazy.” But Ted was being so nice and she was really having a good time. Chrissy had done this so why shouldn’t she do it.

Ted pulled his tee shirt off and got back under the blanket with Janie. He began to kiss her passionately, sucking on her lips and tongue. He unfastened her bra and Janie shrugged it off. She was still comfortable because he had kept his promise. He was a good ‘kisser’ and Janie was enjoying the attention. Ted began to kiss, lick and bite her nipples and Janie began to moan and arch her back. Some way Ted’s knee had gotten between her legs and she was able to rub her pussy against his thigh. The friction of Ted’s thigh was making her inflamed pussy drip copiously. The pad was soaked and there was seepage onto her panties.

Janie thought, “What is poking into my side?” She reached down to see what it was and she gasped. It was Ted’s cock. She had touched Ted’s cock. She had broken the agreement with Ted and it was so-o big. She reached down again just to be certain and Ted groaned, “It’s OK, please touch me….if you want.”

“You are so-o big. I didn’t know what was poking me. I-I didn’t mean to break our agreement. Are y-you going to t-touch my p-pussy now?” She rubbed her thumb over the tip of Ted’s cock spreading the pre-cum lubricant.

“Do you want me to touch your pussy? Would that make you feel good? I have touched Chrissy’s pussy. You just tell me what you want.”

“I-I don’t know. I haven’t been dating very much. Maybe touch it just a little.”

“If I touch your pussy will you open your legs wide?”

“Oh God, don’t make me open them too wide. It makes me feel like a slut.” Ted moved his hand down to her thighs and slowly moved it upward toward her pussy. Janie arched upward trying to bring her pussy into contact with his hand. She continued to pull on Ted’s cock and it was almost fully erect. “Ted, baby, it’s OK. You can touch my pussy. Please touch my pussy.” Janie opened her legs wider.

Ted moved his hand and cupped her mound. “You are so wet. I feel a pad. Are you having your period?”

“I’m so ashamed. I put the pad on because my pussy was secreting so much lubricant. It was making my panties wet. My period was about two weeks ago. Please don’t think I’m some kind of a slut.”

“You know what your pussy is telling you….don’t you. You need a good fucking. Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Oh God, I-I don’t know. Do y-you have a condom? I-I don’t want to get pregnant.” Janie was hunching her pussy against Ted’s hand.

“I don’t use condoms. I don’t like the feel of a condom. Maybe I should just take your panties off and finger-fuck you. Would you like that?” Without a word Janie raised her ass and Ted slipped her panties down and pulled them off her feet. For some reason the pad did not come off with her panties so, when Janie opened her thighs again, he gently removed it. He noticed that it was very damp.




Chrissy: BBQ



It was weird to think that it was a few months since James birthday when Chrissy first persuaded me to make love to her in front of him. It is even weirder how Chrissy has taken over my life in a way. She had helped me meet a wonderful woman whom I was dating and helped me not be so alone. She is still a dime no matter what she says. 

The downside is that James always seems to be busy when I try to talk to him lately. I wasn't sure if it is because of something I did or what. So it was with this in mind that I saw the text from Chrissy asking me to a private BBQ. I texted back asking if I could invite Mae. Her answer back was that she already did. The next text was from Mae asking me to come over and pick out an outfit.

I dressed in polo and shorts and drove to Mae's apartment where she was already wearing my favorite outfit. For those who haven't guessed, she was totally naked. I love seeing Mae's naked body. She has just enough curves to drive me crazy, but enough of her Asian side to show the exotic edge that pushes me the other way. My response to seeing her naked was to push her onto the bed so she landed on her back. I was on top of her in an instant. She accepted my hungry kisses before she started tapping me on the shoulder.

"We don't want to keep Chrissy waiting," she moaned as my hand started rubbing her exposed pussy. 

"You are more important right now," I responded.

Pause. 

As a man, I can say with all certainty that we say things in the heat of the moment that sound good at the time. And then later you have to back pedal because you were thinking with the wrong head? This was not one of those moments.

Press Play.

My hands started rubbing her pussy more as I started kissing slowly down her body. My teeth gently pulled on her left breast and her moan was invigorating. I started kissing down her smooth stomach, even dipping my tongue into her belly button just to drive her crazy before I reached my objective. Her flower was already opened and waiting with its aromatic charm as my tongue caressed her folds. Literally, we were in Limbo as I engaged in caressing her velvety petals with my tongue coaxing her sweet nectar to my lips. I was thirsty for her climax. Her moans started small, as if she was trying to hold back until the flat of my tongue opened inside her and her back arched her cum into my open mouth. 

The loud excited moan drove me into a savagery as I stood up quickly and started pulling down my shorts before Mae could respond. I thought to myself that Chrissy could wait and she would understand as my cock went straight inside her. I was already drilling her, mining her pussy for the satisfaction my cock craved. Mae's pussy grabs you like the most comfortable pair of jeans. My thrusts were deliberate, nay more rampaging as I buried my cock inside her. It would be typical porn writing to say I lasted twenty minutes or longer. However, her pussy had my cock exploding about three minutes later, filling her to capacity before I collapsed on top of her for a moment.  "Miss me?' she asked as we both laughed, breaking the silence. 

We chose a simple sundress for the BBQ. Mae loved wearing reds, so we chose one with a flowery print on it. She didn't wear a bra under it and I almost talked her into not wearing panties. She reminded me that Chrissy loved her in panties though, so she wore a pair of red lacey panties to match the dress. As we drove to Chrissy's place, I thought about how lucky I was. How many guys ever had a crush find them a girlfriend? And the girlfriend is cool with the fact that you fucked her friend? Okay, so I am not betting on horses. 

As we arrived at Chrissy's place, I noticed no other cars around. My thoughts quickly turned perverted. Mae looked at me and playfully sighed. I didn't know my thoughts was that transparent? Chrissy met us at the front door. She was glowing in a blue strapless sundress. She gave me a deep kiss before licking her lips. 

"I love tasting Mae on you," she cooed before she kissed Mae. Their kiss wasn't passionate, but it was still hot when both of their tongues touched before we quickly entered the house. James was outside over the grill with the hamburgers, hot dogs and veggie burgers. I forgot to mention that Mae was a mostly Vegan. As we sat down with a few beers, James and I caught sight of the girls walking into the house.

"They seem like the best of buds, don't they?" he asked. 

I nodded in agreement. As we started talking sports and drinking beer, we would get up and check on the stuff on the grill. It was about fifteen minutes later when the girls returned. Mae had the look of just getting done with a workout. I looked over at James, but he was concentrating on the grill. It was when Chrissy walked up to me that she whispered in my ear how yummy Mae's pussy was. 

I spent the majority of the BBQ with a hardened cock. I think Chrissy knew that she did it and wanted to tease me more. It was a little while later when James and Chrissy walked away that Mae came over and snuggled against me. 

"She loved licking your cum from my pussy," she said matter of factly.

This thought alone made it hard to keep from whipping my cock out and feeling Mae suck me off. I then watched as Mae started to edge closer before her phone went off. She pulled the phone out of her clutch and started talking into it. I didn't try to understand because I knew it was her native tongue. It was about three minutes with Mae's voice being raised until she finally hit her call button with her finger and a sad look on her face. 

"Uncle needs me."

Needless to say, I was upset. At the same time, I knew it was a necessary evil. 

"Let me get my keys," I said. 

"No, I'll drive. I will come pick you up after work or we can both just spend the night here," she answered.

Pause.

This is when you know a single man is whipped. 

Press play.

I gave her my keys and she pulled me into a passionate kiss. She then looked me into my eyes as she whispered the words I haven't heard yet.

"I love you, Nicholas."

My world stopped for a brief moment. Brief may not be the word because brief indicates like the time of a breath or the time of a blink. This was more of an interval because it was almost an eternity before I came back around. I was sandwiched between fear and relief, between uncertainties and knowing full well I needed to hear that.

"I love you more, Mae," I said before I deeply kissed her. 

I felt her melt in my arms right there on Chrissy's patio. It was a few moments before we had the sense to separate so that she could drive off in my car to go to work. It was as I turned that I saw Chrissy's face. It wasn't as joyful as normal. I held out my arms as she ran into them before she grabbed me tight.

"He fell asleep, the bastard," she whispered.

I just held her, knowing that I was getting over the shock of telling my girlfriend that I loved her for the first time. I was unsure how much Chrissy knew about that because of when she came out. As we walked to one of the lounges, she started removing her sundress. 

"Nick, I need you. Can you come in the hot tub with me?"

I started to undress as Chrissy dropped the dress and she went over and turned the tub on. She crawled into the tub as I walked over before she crawled to the edge and took my cock in her hand.

"I need this," she said almost commandingly before she took me into her mouth.

Her eyes looked up into my face as my cock disappeared between her lips. There were a few long sucks before she bid me into the tub. Once inside, she guided me to one of the seats before she again took me into her mouth. My hands found her hair and I guided her as she took my cock. It was primal. It was her allowing me to benefit from her feelings. Her throat felt so good along my shaft and seeing her eyes sparkle at me. It was as if she was there for me to use, but I know it was more than that. As I started to edge closer, I looked at her before talking.

"Baby, I'm going to cum down your throat."

She never wavered as I started to feel myself let go. The torrent of my seed built up from the first kiss and the thought of my best friend's wife going down on my girlfriend was too much, especially since said best friend's wife was inhaling my cock. The climax was almost fatal in a way. She pulled off my cock before smiling at me.

"Mae tastes good on your cock too, lover," she cooed before she climbed up and kissed me.

Before she had a chance, I guided her to a step in the hot tub and started licking her nipples, playfully teasing her piercings before sliding down. Her pussy was already agape as I started strumming along the folds with my tongue. I had one thought on my mind as I licked her. It changed suddenly as I started hearing her moan. Her hands pushed me into her pussy while she started softly moaning my name. I love tasting Chrissy and making her moan like that. It was a little time before Chrissy's hands pushed me against her pussy and she climaxed on me. Before she had a chance to respond, I kissed her.

"Do you like the taste of your pussy on my kiss also? " I asked her sarcastically. 

She giggled a bit as we sat in the hot tub relaxing. 

"It looked like James was clueless about you two," I started saying trying to induce the conversation.

Chrissy looked into the water. "He doesn't know yet." 

I held her close as we just sat there. It was a little while before either of us wanted to move. My cell phone ringer gave us the interruption. As I climbed out of the hot tub, I looked up at the window and saw James watching. I grabbed the phone and saw Mae's picture on there. It hesitantly pushed the call button. 

"You okay, baby?" I asked.

"I'll be back in a few minutes. It turns out he was okay. It was a wasted trip. You okay?"

"I miss you. Can't wait for you to get back."

It looked like it was going to get complicated.



Chrissy: Breakfast and a Phone Call



 (This is the fourth in the Chrissy series. Since her husband makes an appearance, I put this back under Loving Wives. Thank you to Hissub1111 for the initial and subsequent ideas regarding Chrissy. 

This is a fantasy story. Please remember that prior to leaving anonymous comments about Nick's sexuality and such.) 

*

I awoke to the feeling of her pussy enveloping my cock. I opened my eyes and saw her cute smiling face looking at me. As she started to gyrate on top, my hands immediately went to her hips. 

"Don't get too used to that position, lover," she whispered. "I like to be taken. I just did this to wake you up. It's about eleven o'clock and my parents just left with the kids an hour ago. You have no idea how much I need your cum right now." At those words, I started grinding her more on my lap until I saw her smiling at me. 

"I want to cover your face," I whispered before she slid off and started stroking my cock, her face millimeters away from the blast zone. Her mouth was open; tongue was out and licking right under the head as I started spurting. My eyes closed for a few moments as my cock emptied onto her face before she closed me between her lips again. Then she slid off the bed. 

"Want some real breakfast?' she asked as she bounced out of the room. It took a moment for me to recover my wits enough to slide out of bed and follow her down the stairs. As I made it down to the kitchen, I saw her cover her tits with a red apron before she pulled bacon out of the refrigerator. I smiled, remembering that we had the rest of the weekend before James arrived back from his trip. Chrissy turned to me. 

'You like my outfit?" she asked as she pulled down the straps enough to show me her nipples. I smiled bigger before she covered them back up. As she cooked bacon and eggs, I made the coffee and worked on making us some toast. By the time she was finished, I was too. We sat down to breakfast at her table and ate in peace. As we started clearing the table, the phone rang. Chrissy answered it. 

"Oh, hi baby," she said excitedly. I kept spraying off the plates as she talked. It was then she put her cell phone on speaker. 

"Nick, James has a request." This struck me as weird although I could understand why. As I eased closer to the table, I watched as Chrissy seductively squirted syrup on her breasts. It was a moment before I heard James speak. 

"Nick, I need you to clean Chrissy off. Make sure you get all the syrup off." I watched as Chrissy lay on the table before I bent down and started licking the syrup off above her left breast. Chrissy took the opportunity to moan loudly, since the kids were already gone. 

"Baby, his tongue feels so good. I so wish your cock was here to suck on baby. I miss it. Are you stroking it for me?" 

"Yes, Baby. My cock is hard thinking about you laying there and Nick's tongue all over you. Be sure to bite her nipples, Nick. She loves that." My mouth found her nipple and I sucked gently on the nipple ring before I pulled it with my teeth. She was moaning louder now and if I wouldn't have cum earlier, I would have shot off already. As I followed the trail of syrup, I hear James again. 

"Baby, are you going to cum for me? I miss hearing you moan like that." As my tongue touched the syrup near her pussy, she pushed my head down. 

"Please Nick. James needs me to cum for him. Touch my pussy with your tongue. Please," she breathlessly begged. I complied with her request, my tongue finding her treasured slit and sliding in. She started moaning louder, yelling my name as James encouraged her to cum. It was a few moments later when I tasted her cum on my tongue. I saw her breathe deeply as I heard James over the phone. 

"Baby, tell me about how hard Nick is." James commanded. I walked over to where her head was and saw her open her mouth. 

"Baby, he's hard as a rock. Can I suck his cock, please?" she asked, stretching out the please in a pleading way. 

"Make him cum, baby," he said. I moaned loudly as Chrissy took my cock into her mouth. 

"Nick, fuck her mouth. Just like on my birthday," James said. I started to thrust my cock down her throat. It was only a few moments before I saw her hand slide behind her ass. I started feeling myself edge closer. As I started moaning, I could hear James. 

"Cover her slutty face, Bro." I started exploding as her hand stroked me all over her face. I looked down and saw Chrissy with her mouth open and shots of my cum dotting her face. 

"Nick, take a picture of my slutty wife. I want to see what she looks like." Quickly I grabbed my phone and took the picture. Once I texted him the picture, James started talking again. 

"That was hot, baby. I love you. I can't wait to get home now." As he hung up on his end, Chrissy started wiping her face with a napkin. 

"I think we need a shower now. Wanna join me, handsome?" 

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Chrissy: Catching Up



(If you haven't read any of the Chrissy series, you may be a little lost at first.)

Picture this if you will. 

I am on my friend's couch with a dime piece on my lap facing away from me. She has her red and white tank top straps down so that her breasts are exposed and one of my hands playing with them while the other hand is slid into her yoga pants. Her hair is up since she was just cleaning and my lips are pressed on her neck while she moans. Does it sound like a porno to you? 

It was a month after the events of Chrissy: Confession (You can look that one up on my author page). My girlfriend Mae and I have been doing well as have Chrissy and her husband, James. It was a busy month between all the projects I had to do and the extra hours Mae's uncle had been making her work. Our time together had been cherished because of the busy schedules. It had gotten to the point that Mae started spending time at my apartment just to get away from her uncle...well also to spend time with me. It was one such night that Mae was working and Chrissy called me. 

"Nick, can you come over? I need someone to watch the hockey game with me. James is in Chicago again." 

I was headed over right after I texted Mae. As I drove, she sent me a text message with a picture of her smiling. In a normal situation, this would be a warning to stay home. Yet, with Mae I knew this meant to have a good time. I did mention I loved that girl, right? 

When I got there, instead of her hockey gear, Chrissy was wearing the red and white tank top and her yoga pants. I did mention how hot she looked in yoga pants. As we kissed, the first thoughts in my head were that hockey was not going to be that important that night. As she guided me towards the couch, I noticed there was no sound of little feet running around. I also noticed the beer and snacks on the coffee table and the scented candles. I smelled set up, but didn't care.

We sat and started catching up on the last month. It was a pleasant conversation before I noticed the hockey game was on and her team was winning. It was then my mind started working. 

"How do your shoulders feel, baby?" I asked. 

"They feel pretty sore. I spent all day cleaning while the kids spent time with their grandparents," she answered as she slipped onto my lap. "Are you sure you want to give me a shoulder rub, baby? You know I squirm when you try to help me relax." 

I started slowly rubbing her shoulders as she moaned a little. I gently kissed her along her neck as her head went back. I rubbed her shoulders a bit more before she started squirming on my lap. I could feel myself harden in my jeans as my hands started slowly moving the straps of her tank top down. When I heard no resistance, I slowly slid it over her breasts and underneath so her nipples were exposed. My hands slowly crept upwards until they caressed the underside of her breasts before she moaned again.  

"God, Nick, I missed your hands on me," she murmured. 

I started slowly pinching and caressing her breasts while she squirmed on my lap. My right hand then slowly slid down until I started to slide into her yoga pants. I could feel the heat on her pussy as my fingers started caressing her naked skin and she started moaning louder. This continued for a little while longer until we heard the door open. I turned my head and saw Mae looking at me approvingly. She slowly padded over to where we sat and bent down in front of us before her fingers slid into the yoga pants and began to pull them down. 

Chrissy opened her eyes and saw Mae and smiled before raising her hips. Soon, the yoga pants were a memory and Mae's tongue started caressing Chrissy's pussy. Chrissy's moans were so intoxicating before I slid my right fingers towards her lips where she sucked on the hungrily. I looked down and saw Mae's eyes as she ate out her friend. It was then Chrissy moaned bedroom. We all moved quickly to the bedroom as we undid buttons. By the time Chrissy was on the bed in just her tank top bunched up around her waist, Mae was stripped of her work uniform and wearing just her bra and panties and I wore just a smile. 

Mae took her place between Chrissy's thighs as I crawled on the bed and fed my cock to Chrissy. She started sucking on me voraciously as her eyes looked up at me. I intertwined my fingers in her hair and started to thrust a bit as I enjoyed her mouth. I looked over at Mae who had three fingers buried in Chrissy's quim. It was so difficult to keep from cumming before Chrissy's hips started thrusting. 

"She needs your cock, Nick," Mae said as she crawled onto the bed and straddled Chrissy's face so that Mae was still facing Chrissy's pussy. 

I slid into Chrissy while I watched my girlfriend's head lower where I was thrusting. I started feeling Mae's tongue licking my cock and Chrissy's pussy as we fucked. It wasn't long until I started to feel that delightful pressure on my cock. 

"Gonna...cum..." I moaned before I filled Chrissy's pussy. 

I pulled out before Mae started cleaning off my cock. I then sat back as I watched Mae lick Chrissy out. It was a little while watching them perform for me before they stopped. Mae crawled around and kissed Chrissy on the lips passionately before they both looked at me. It was the most beautiful picture a man could have. There lay my girlfriend and my lover together content. 

I smiled before asking if we wanted to go back downstairs to see who won the hockey game. Chrissy responded by throwing a pillow at me before I slipped in next to her in her bed and held her. It was a beautiful way to catch up.