0 comments/ 81768 views/ 3 favorites A New Life By: Wendy This is going to be the start of my new life, Sandra said to herself as she walked towards the large office building for her first interview in nearly fifteen years. She was beginning to get nervous as she approached the revolving front door. Her husband had died about a year ago, and she felt it was time to get a job and make her own way in the world. She was left with two daughters Sonia 15, and Tina 13. Sandra had told them if she got this job, they would have to look after themselves when they got in from school as she would be in the office until 5 o'clock. She went to the reception desk and asked for Maria Timken, the lady who was doing the interviews, she was sent to the sixth floor, office 21. Sandra was more nervous as she waited with many other applicants for her name to be called. She was thinking that a women of her age, 36, should have grow out of being nervous by now. Sandra heard her name being called and stood up smoothing out her skirt and was shown into the interview room. Maria Timken met her at the door, they shook hands, Maria smiling pleasantly, "Sit down," she said pointing to a chair in front of the desk. Maria shut the door behind Sandra and watched her walk across the room and sit on the chair. Maria was impressed with the way she carried herself, she was looking for a personal assistant, and that person had to look good as well as being able to do the job. She was conservatively dressed, Maria noted, hiding a curvaceous body. She had nice legs also, and wore good perfume, she was the best candidate so far she thought. Sandra looked up as Maria sat down at her desk opposite her. Sandra estimated that she was probably about 46, slightly overweight, dark hair, like her own, quite fashionable clothes, her smile and manner soon had Sandra at ease and the interview seemed to go very well, the odd laugh was a good sign. Maria ended the interview and walked to the door and let Sandra out, "I'll be in touch I have your phone number," she smiled again, shook Sandra's hand. As Sandra left the building she mentally went back over the meeting and thought it had gone very well. Maria was a nice lady and she hoped she would get the job as she thought they might be good friends as well as working together. Over a week went by Sandra had almost given up on the job and was looking elsewhere, when a phone call came from Maria telling her that she had the job if she wanted it. Sandra could hardly contain her excitement and instantly accepted the offer. Maria told her to start the following Monday morning at 9 o'clock. Sandra arrived on time having got the girls off to school. Maria showed her around the office, she met the other people she would be working with, three women and two men. Maria explained that she would have a desk in the big office along with the others, they worked for a different department, and that Sandra worked for her alone. Maria took Sandra into her office and they had coffee and chatted about all sorts of things. Maria gave Sandra some work to do, arrange an out of town engagement and a hotel etc. The day seemed to go very well for Sandra, Maria seemed very pleased with her. The week flew bye on Friday afternoon Maria called Sandra into the office, "Sit down," she said. "I think we are getting to know each other very well now, and I know you won't mind if I ask you to dress a little differently." Sandra smiled, "How would you like me to dress?" she asked looking at her boss. Maria smiled back and said, "Well, I think you have a good figure and you should wear slightly more fashionable outfits. You look good in what you wear now, It's just that I would like to see you dress a little daring perhaps, and less conservative, I hope you don't mind me saying this." Sandra said, "No, I don't mind you saying at all. I'm pleased that you have - I will see what I can find to wear in future." Maria looked pleased. "Will you be able to accompany me on the occasional trip? It's never more than a one night stop over," Maria asked. "If you can give me a little warning so I can arrange something for my girls, I would like to join you," Sandra replied. "Good, that's all sorted then. Enjoy your weekend!" Maria said. That weekend Sandra sorted out some clothes, it was a long time since she even thought about dressing sexily, since being married and not working she had never thought of dressing in showy clothes. She had bought a couple of suits both with fairly short skirts, and a pair of high-heeled shoes. That should look good, she thought, Maria is bound to approve. Monday morning arrived and a very different Sandra walked into her office, she could feel the eyes on her as she passed by the men. She got a few friendly wolf whistles from the men she shared her office with. Maria came in, "Wow, you look different," Maria said with genuine admiration. "Thank you," Sandra replied with a smile. During the day the men seemed to pass by Sandra's desk more than they used to, Sandra thought, then she looked down at her lap and could see what the men could see. The hem of her skirt had ridden up her thighs and her stocking tops were showing, Sandra had began wearing them as they made her feel sexy again, and she was beginning to enjoy the attention she was getting. She didn't bother to pull her skirt down she left her stockings on display. Maria called her into her office, "You look very sexy," she said, "I see the men in your office have noticed your stocking tops," she added smiling broadly. "I like wearing them," Sandra said. "Can you stop behind one evening?" Maria asked. "Yes," replied Sandra, "Which evening did you have in mind?" "Will tomorrow be alright?" Maria asked. "Yes, that's okay, what did you want me to do?" asked Sandra. "I will tell you then," Maria replied mysteriously with a big smile. The next day Sandra wore her second new suit and again got a lot of admiring glances, the shorter skirts she was wearing showed of her shapely legs to good effect. Sandra worked through the day, a couple of times in Maria's office Sandra noticed Maria watching her every movement. She smiled to herself, well she did ask me to dress sexily, she thought. Later as everyone left her office Sandra went into see Maria. "What would you like me to do?" Sandra asked. Maria got up from her desk, "Has everyone gone," she asked as she walked to the door. "Yes the office is empty," Sandra answered. Maria locked the door, Sandra turned as she heard the sound of the lock. "I find you very sexy," Maria said before Sandra could speak. "I want to get to know you more intimately, in fact I want us to be lovers," Maria moved in closer to Sandra and kissed her on the lips. Sandra was frozen to the spot this was something she had not expected. Maria continued kissing Sandra and was soon kissing her neck Sandra began to protest but Maria put her hand to Sandra's mouth and kissed her neck some more. Sandra was not sure what to do or how far this would go. Marie was now undoing the buttons of Sandra's blouse, she tried to prevent her, Maria brushed away her efforts and soon had her blouse undone. Maria pulled her blouse open wide and placed her hands on Sandra's breast's and squeezed them lightly, "You have a beautiful body, I have wanted you from the first time I saw you," Maria said. She put her hands around behind Sandra's back and unfastened her bra, and then slipping the cups upwards she lowered her head and sucked on one nipple while pinching the other between thumb and forefinger. Sandra sucked in a large amount of air and sighed deeply, it had been a long time since she had these feelings of arousal. Maria reached down with both hands and grabbed the hem of Sandra's skirt and pulled it up around her waist. She stepped back to admire the scene, "God, you do look damn sexy," she remarked. She looked at Sandra's white suspenders pulled tight over her thighs holding up her tan stockings and her little white panties. Maria could contain herself no longer, she roughly pushed Sandra face down over her deck, she grabbed Sandra's panties from behind and tugged them down to her knees then buried her face into Sandra's ass. Maria's tongue licked between Sandra's legs up and up over her asshole as well, then reaching round her hands probing Sandra's bush and found her clit. Sandra was soon squealing loudly as she reached her first orgasm in a long time. Maria's tongue and exploring fingers drove Sandra to more orgasms, Maria's free hand was up under her own skirt violently rubbing her own clit and thrusting fingers up her cunt. She to soon orgasmed loudly sinking her teeth into Sandra's buttock making Sandra scream with the sudden pain. Maria collapsed on the floor and slowly recovered from her efforts. Sandra stood up and went and sat in Maria's chair and recovered from her numerous orgasms. Maria looked up," I did enjoy that so much," she said, Sandra smiled lazily back. "You will have to shave your pubic hair off it is hard on my tongue," Maria added and they both laughed. Eventually they both stood up and re-arranged their clothes, " We must do this again, what do you think Sandra," asked Maria," Did you enjoy it?" she asked. "Oh yes," Sandra replied," you are very good with that tongue of yours, I have not had an orgasm like that for a long time". They left the building together saying a cheery goodnight to the security man, and went home. The next morning Maria and Sandra exchanged knowing smiles as they met in the big office. Maria and Sandra had lunch together in Maria's office, they talked about different things but inevitably the conversation got to the events of last night. "I loved seeing you in your sexy undies last night," Maria said, "When can we do that again?" Sandra had a think, "Thursday after work, that will give me chance to arrange things with my girls," she said. "Oh good, I will get some sexy clothes I would like you to dress up in," Maria said happily. The next few days went bye and Thursday came. "Can't wait to get my hands on you later," Maria said in passing to Sandra, making her blush. When everyone had gone Maria came out of her office, "Go into the ladies toilets and put these on, leave your clothes there, you can wear your shoes, and come back here," Maria said to Sandra giving her a small bag. Sandra walked down the corridor into the toilets. She took off all of her clothes and put them on the bench, she picked up the small bag and took out the clothes. She picked up the frilly lace black suspender belt and fastened it around her waist, then she pulled on the black stockings and attached them to her suspenders. She picked up the frilly black panties and pulled them up covering her newly shaved pussy, all that was left was a short baby doll nightie. Sandra put it on over her head it was black but see through her tits were pushing out the flimsy material her nipples clearly visible. She stepped into her shoes then peered around the door and looked down the corridor, no one was there so she stepped out and walked back into the main office. Maria was sat on an empty desk and let out an exclamation as she saw Sandra. "God, you look fantastic, so sexy, walk up and down a bit let me enjoy this," she said enthusiastically. Sandra walked up and down starting to feel guite turned on herself. Maria watched Sandra with growing excitement her right hand up under her skirt rubbing her pussy through her panties. Maria loved the way Sandra's tits jiggled and bounced under the see through top, and the suspenders stretching over her thighs. Sandra came back towards her, she stopped, Maria stood in front of her and slowly slid her hands up under the baby doll top and gently cupped Sandra's tits. She squeezed them and then rolled each nipple between thumb and forefinger, Sandra moaned with pleasure. Maria lifted Sandra's top up and lowered her head and sucked on her hardened nipples chewing them gently, Sandra was loving the attention her tits were getting. Maria placed her hand on Sandra's panties and slid it down and gently rubbed her pussy through the material, Sandra moaned more loudly now. Maria slid her hand inside the leg of Sandra's panties, she smiled when she found smoothly shaved pussy lips which were very wet and invitingly open. She ran a finger over Sandra's pussy and found her clit, rubbing it gently whilst sucking on a nipple at the same time. Sandra was heading for her first orgasm. Maria took Sandra's panties down around her ankles and had her sit on the edge of the empty desk. Maria made her lie out on the desktop, taking Sandra's panties off and lifting her legs up and looking at Sandra's lovely shaved pussy. Maria pushed Sandra's legs wide apart and planted her mouth on her pussy and sucked and licked it, teasing her clit flicking her tongue over it bringing Sandra to another orgasm. Maria's tongue was licking along Sandra's ass and up into her pussy. Maria licked her ass some more, it made Sandra wriggle about on the desktop, she was flicking her tongue around Sandra's asshole then she tried to push the tip of her tongue inside. Sandra was wriggling more and more as Maria's tongue continued to tease her ass, Maria managed to get Sandra's ass to open a little and she flicked the tip of her tongue in and out. Sandra was moaning and wriggling as Maria got more of her tongue into her ass, then Maria licked a couple of her fingers and slid them into Sandra's ass. Sandra's body shook and she cried out as Maria sunk her fingers in and was twisting them from side to side as she eased them in and out. Maria went back to sucking and licking Sandra's pussy as well as fucking her ass and Sandra had numerous orgasms. Eventually they both exhausted themselves and stopped to rest and recover. Neither spoke for a while, then Maria watched as Sandra got slowly up from the desktop, "Did you enjoy that as much as I did," Maria asked. Sandra looked at Maria with a big grin on her flushed face, "You know how to excite me and you give me such fantastic orgasm's, I am pleased I came to work here," Sandra said. "I'm looking forward to our first out of town seminar which is coming up soon, we can share a hotel room and play all night," Maria said. Sandra smiled broadly, "When is it I can't wait," she asked enthusiastically. "It's next week, Monday I think, I will let you know in the morning," Maria answered. "I really must dash I have a few errands to do on the way home," Maria said, "Do you mind if I leave you to get dressed alone". Sandra had picked up her black panties, "You go," she said to Maria. "I won't be long I will go and get dressed, see you in the morning." Maria left the office and Sandra went back along the corridor to the toilets. She quickly got dressed, she left on the black suspenders and stockings, she took off the baby doll nightie and put on her blouse, she purposefully left off her bra, she was feeling good. She pulled on the black panties and her skirt, and pushed the other clothes into the bag and went out of the door. She walked out of the office and down the hall into the lift, she pushed the button for the ground floor. She got out of the lift and walked towards the big front door, the security guard was the usual guy, Sandra noted, he was a 6-3 black guy, a body builder Sandra thought, he was huge. He was stood in front of the doors and watched her walk towards him. "Good evening," he said, "Been working late," he had a big grin on his face. "Yes," replied Sandra. "Would you come into the office please, I have to check your bag, there has been a few things going missing," he said continuing to smile. "I have not got anything that I shouldn't have," Sandra said indignantly. "It won't take long to check then will it," he said holding the door open into the security office. Sandra went inside, this was part of the building she had never seen. There was a big bank of monitors on the far wall with pictures from security cameras from all over the office block. "Can I see your bag please," Albert said, Sandra saw his name on his I.D. She lifted her bag up onto the table, Albert was still smiling, "It isn't funny, I don't have anthing that doesn't belong to me," Sandra said. "You don't usually work late, did you have something important to do," he asked still smiling. He reached into Sandra's bag before she had chance to answer. The first thing he pulled out was the baby doll nightie. "This is pretty," he commented smiling at Sandra who was rapidly turning bright red. Then he pulled out her bra and then the panties she had worn to work that morning. He looked at Sandra and said, "Look at the monitor in the top right hand corner," as he pushed a button on his control panel. Sandra looked in total surprise as she watched herself walking out of the ladies toilets and down the corridor in her black undies and baby doll nightie. "You look very sexy, don't you think, a red blooded man like me gets really turned on seeing things like that," he said rubbing the bulge in the front of his trousers. Sandra face was bright red with embarrassment as she watched herself go into the office. "The only other person in the building is Maria Timken, I wonder what you and her were doing, in the office together," he asked. He speeded up the video and this time she watched herself come out of the office but carrying her black panties this time, the baby doll nightie not covering the fact she had a very red shaven pussy. Sandra put her head in her hands and said softly, "What happens now." Albert smiled even more, "This could be our secret, no one need know, you just have to look after my needs now and again," he answered. "What sort of needs did you have in mind," Sandra asked. "You are the cause of this," he said, rubbing the bulge in his trousers. "I think you ought to take care of it, at least," he smiled. "You are not fucking me," Sandra said. "Your pussy is probably to sore, but you can at least get to know my cock in other ways," he said starting to undo his trousers. Sandra watched as he took his trousers off then gasped in amazement as his cock sprung into view. "He's a beauty don't you think," as he wanked it slowly his big hand just meeting around it's girth. Sandra stared at the enormous black head as he moved nearer to her. He reached out and began to undo Sandra's blouse, she brushed his hands away, "Now, now," he said, and undid some more buttons, Sandra let him this time. He parted her blouse and admired her tits before his big black hands were covering them kneading them and pinching the nipples. Sandra winced as he pinched her nipples harder, "Still a bit sore from earlier are they," Albert asked, Sandra nodded. He slowly pushed Sandra down onto her knees on the floor and pulled her head towards his enormous cock. It looked even bigger to Sandra the nearer she got to it, Albert pushed the tip to her lips and she licked it tasting his juices. She opened her mouth as he pushed it up against her, pulling her head towards it at the same time. The black head forced Sandra's mouth wide open and slowly disappeared inside. Sandra thought she would choke, as it was very long as well as fat and soon hit the back of her throat. Albert was soon making growling noises as he slowly fucked Sandra's mouth. He pulled it right out for Sandra to lick and suck it then he pushed it back in and was fucking her mouth harder this time. He let out a low roar and a huge jet of cum hit the back of Sandra's mouth, then another and another, she couldn't swallow fast enough a lot dribbled out of her mouth and down her chin and dripped onto her tits and ran down her cleavage. "That was great," he said, "You could get quite good at this with some more practice." "Just how often do you think this is going to happen," Sandra asked sternly. "Oh, just every now and again," he answered vaguely. A New Life As we mounted up, you asked me where we were headed.... I pointed off into the distance, not really pointing at anything but the mountain range off to the west. I couldn't believe it, when I pulled into town this morning, who would have thought our paths would have crossed and we would end up together. You just left there by your last lying bastard of a boyfriend, and me leaving my lying bitch of a wife. We are going to leave our worries right here, our regrets, our fears...we will find a new life out there together, beyond the horizon...As we ride up the mountain, our spirits will soar to a new level. Our minds will be free of the prison we call the daily routine... Are you ready? Off we go........ As we get ready to saddle up, I notice how good you look all ready to ride. Your soft hair peeking out the edges of your helmet, caressing your cheek and neck and oh how those leathers hug your body. I go through a mental checklist of our supplies...I think we have all we need to sustain us until the others meet up with us. They'll be coming in from all points. Buying the town wasn't in the original plan, but it seems to be falling into place piece by piece~~ According to the locals, we have about 5 hours of riding to get to the ridge where I want to set up camp the first night. This is going to be a beautiful start...just us beneath the stars~~~ As I fire up the Harley, we both feel the life force between our legs As you grab hold around my waist, your head resting lightly on my shoulder, I feel as if I am already on top of the mountain. As we roll out onto the highway I think to myself.... Life IS good................ That ride was BEAUTIFUL The open road is for me! It feels good to get the leathers off though As you stretch out, I can't help but notice how even after 5 hours of riding, you still look so fresh and relaxed...I guess this life agrees with you too! As we take a moment to enjoy the sunset in the mountains, we can't help but notice how quiet and peaceful it is here......It looks like we have about an hour of daylight left........That should be plenty of time to get the tent set up and the fire going~~~probably even gives us time for a quick dip in the lake to freshen up..... I ask you if you would mind gathering up some small sticks to get the fire going while I get the gear out of the saddle bags and get the tent set up......You bounce up and start without even a second thought~~~ What more can I ask for in a partner? As I finish setting up the tent and get the fire going, I hear you splashing in the water I turn and look at you. You look so relaxed and beautiful. The sun setting behind you outlines your well toned body~~I can see you have removed all your clothing to enjoy the cool air here in the mountains.... As I come closer to the waters edge, you slip under the water~~you come up and the setting sun is giving you a sexy red glow as it shimmers off your wet body. As you stand there, letting me drink up your beauty, I notice your nipples responding to the cool night air...... "Chilly?" I ask...with a litle smirk on my face~~~ You walk over to me, slowly~~dripping wet~~and press your wet mouth up to mine~~~ After a long, lingering kiss.......you tell me you just wanted to thank me for inviting you~~~ I didn't even realize you had unbuttoned my shirt and pants~~you slip your hands inside my shirt and slowly remove it for me~~~Your hands are cool from the water, but are causing warm tingles to shoot up and down my body. You gently slip my pants off and I am now standing in front of you wearing only a smile~~ You take my hand and pull me into the water with you~~~ The water is colder than I thought and you laugh out loud when you see my reaction to the cold water caressing me! You swim away and make me swim to you~~as I catch up, you again turn towards me and we are now in a full body embrace, our lips meeting, I am lost in your spell. Your breasts are pressing against my chest, my hardness pressing against you as your legs are now wrapped around my back...... You giggle and tell me you thought it was supposed to get smaller in the cold water~~~ You push off of me and the cool water sends a chill across the front of my body now that you are no longer there~~~you scoot out of the water and wiggle towards the fire~~ I am right behind you~~we sit on the log I had placed near the fire, our naked bodies wrapped in a blanket, and watch the sun set completely behind the mountains~~~ I think to myself~~~~ LIFE IS GOOD Enjoying our first night There is no moon tonight, the only light is the light from the fire which makes your eyes come alive in the darkness. I move my hand to the back of your head and run my fingers through your hair. I take my other hand and softly touch your chin, tilting your head slightly so our lips can meet. We kiss~~softly, gently.....my tongue softly parting your lips. You allow me to enjoy the warmth of your mouth....the slightly salty taste of your lips. As I move my lips to your neck, you tilt your head back~~I gently kiss and lick my way from one ear to the other, your head tilting with apparent pleasure.....As I work my way to your breasts, you gasp slightly as I flick your nipple with my tongue, then again as I gently nibble on one, then the other...... My hands now have one breast cupped in each, gently holding them while my lips find their way back to yours.....I gently run my fingers around each breast~~~and softly roll your nipples between my fingers. You reach down and softly touch me, but I gently pull your hands away........I want to enjoy you....the way you smell~~~the way you taste........ I continue exploring you with my lips and tongue~~~~I kiss my way back across your chest to your belly.....from the center to one side, then back across to the other........your hands are now on my head, gently grabbing at my hair....I can smell your sex, feel the warmth rising from between your legs against my face now......I lick my way to the fold between your leg and your hip......you are now gently moving your hips~~~~trying to guide my tongue to your special spot.......I lick my way from one side to the other, while you are now raising your hips.....you are starting to breathe heavy with anticipation...... I look up and see your head arched back, the fire reflecting off your breasts giving you a mysterious red glow.......I gently lift one leg, then the other over my shoulders...........and support your beautiful ass with both hands~~~~~I start exploring you with my tongue.....gently at first, all around the outside.....then allowing my tongue to explore you deeply, to taste you, to feel the passion burning inside~~~~~I alternate betwen kissing and licking until you start moaning softly~~~then louder as I continue to savor your taste~~~~~ As you grab the back of my head and start grinding your hips into my face, I can feel your body tensing, your back arching....and then you explode with a deep moan and your body shudders.......I give you a few long licks and you pull my face up to yours and kiss me deeply~~~you hold me tightly as you still tremble....... You look down at me and see my tip glistening, my member pulsing and know I am aching for you....... You lay down and gently pull me down with you.......you whisper gently to me that I am to take you......just use you for my pleasure~~~~ I slide inside you and almost lose control....you are so wet and hot I feel as If I am going to explode immediately.........as I start pumping, you lean foward and start biting gently on my nipples.......the sensation makes me pump harder........your hands and legs are now wrapped around me, you are telling me NOW BABY...NOW!!!! I wanted to last a long time, but you just feel too good~~~~ As I start exploding inside you, I feel the sweat pouring off me, my body is shuddering as I pump myself deeply inside you......I keep exploding over and over like I am never going to stop~~~~~ As I roll off you, you lean over and tell me to rest a few minutes~~~~we still have the whole night ahead of us As we lay there, I slowly trace the outline of your body with my finger~~the fire is causing the shadows to dance in the trees all around us. I lean up on my elbow and ask you if you're hungry~~~ "HUNGRY??" you exclaim......"Food and sex, is that all that is on your mind?" you ask with a little laugh.... "Uhhh~~~YEA!" I answer playfully........"That was some GREAT sex, now I need to eat~~~~" You laughingly tell me it's not exactly take out area~~~~The last place to eat was about 100 miles back!! "I always come prepared~~~in the right hand saddle bag, in the bottom is a cooler area, there is a nice bottle of wine there...I'll serve the chicken"~~~You grab my T-shirt and pull it on...I watch you go towards the bike, your ass peeking out the bottom of the shirt as you walk..... I pull on my shorts and tell you to be careful in the darkness, to be sure you don't trip and fall~~~~You keep looking back, wondering what I am up to...I pull some foil from the fire, clean it off and open it up~~~Inside is the most tender, moist chicken you ever saw.....potatos, some carrots and a few ears of corn~~~ "Where did you learn to do THAT?" you asked...... "An old Indian storyteller I met in my travels years ago taught me this secret as well as many others...... Rac had much knowledge to offer if one only took the time to listen~~I was a very good student" "Now eat up~~~he also shared some secrets we will try later~~~~~" I added some more wood to the fire as the night air was very cool up here in the mountains~~~ We shared the bottle of wine and our delicious food......and then just sat there listening to nature~~~I asked you if there was anything you needed......and you replied "Not a thing more than I have right here~~~~" I guess we nodded off for a while.....after all, it just felt so right, we were so relaxed~~~~ I just laid there with your head on my chest for a while, gently stroking your hair, tickling your back ever so softly~~ I tried not to wake you as I got up to add wood to the fire~~there was a chill in the air and we weren't exactly dressed for cool weather. As I was adding the wood, you woke up and asked if everything was OK...."It's ALL good" I said with a smile~~"You want to move into the tent where it's a little warmer?" You just nodded and crawled in, your cute ass wiggling all the way~~ As I came in, I zipped the tent closed behind me, it was too dark to see you, especially after looking into the fire, but I could hear you moving closer. I felt your warm hands gently remove my shorts.....grabbing my ass as you slid them down. You found your way to my lips, your soft warm mouth meeting mine, gently breathing in and taking my breath away. You gently grabbed the back of my head and pulled my hair up to expose my neck~~~you kissed and nibbled on me, slowly working your way down to my chest. Once again, you worked on my nipples, like I had done to you earlier......you nibbled on them, flicked them with your tongue, and rolled them in your fingers........You reached down and gently stroked me, while whispering into my ear that you hoped I was enjoying being touched like this......I could barely get out a weak yes.......... You worked your way behind me and kissed my back while still gently stroking me with your hand...you now had my balls in your other hand and were gently massaging them~~~ I was on my knees, enjoying every touch, every lick, as you slithered your body in front of me and took me in your mouth.......It was so warm~~~so wet~~~so soft......My eyes had adjusted to the dark now, and as I looked down, I could see you looking up at me, enjoying the pleasure on my face as you slowly slid your lips across me....I could feel your tongue wrapping around me~~~as your lips reached the tip, you would flick your tongue and send a chill up my spine~~~~Each time you felt me get close to climax, you would bring your lips up to mine and give me a long, passionate kiss~~~You kept this up for quite a while until you decided it was time, and then you allowed me to finish......you grabbed my ass with both hands and took me into your mouth deeper than before...the sensation was incredible~~~~I gently touched your head and made a feeble attempt to pull you away as I exploded, but you just took me in deeper, enjoying every pulsation, every ounce of me~~~you didn't let me go until I was completely done~~then you brought your face up to mine again and shared with me how salty, yet sweet we tasted together~~~~ I reached down and gently touched between your legs~~~you were so wet and hot........I did not let our lips part, but rather kept my mouth close to yours~~~softly licking your lips, nibbling on your lower lip and then sliding my tongue between your parted lips again.......I had both hands down between your legs now, I was slowly stroking you, slipping a finger from one hand inside you, while gently massaging you with the other.......I asked if you were enjoying yourself, if you liked my touch~~~if I was massaging your special spot as my Indian friend had taught me~~~~you could only get out a low moan~~~~ You were now gently rocking on your knees, trying to force me to pick up the pace, but I was already satisfied, I wanted to take my time, enjoy the pleasure I was able to give you~~~~~~I kept you moaning for a few more minutes~~~~~I finally gave in to your wishes when you asked me to please let you cum~~~~I stroked a little faster, a little harder, and felt you start trembling with an orgasm.......I pressed my lips to yours as you came..........you grabbed onto me to stop from falling as your body went limp from pleasure............. When you woke up the next morning, I already had the coffee ready...you awoke to the sound and smell of the bacon sizzling on the grille. "Would you like your eggs fried or scrambled?~~~or do you want to take a bath first??" "A BATH??? In the cold water first thing in the morning???" you laughed...."You coming with me?" "Why, don't I look fresh and clean?" I already bathed, polished the bike and got breakfast going sleepy head!" I reminded you my Indian friend taught me MANY things~~you smiled and said you liked at least ONE of the things he taught me! "If you like, I can help you bathe~~~just let me finish up the bacon and find a spot to keep it warm~~~" You said maybe you better bathe yourself or breakfast would end up getting cold~~~you had a point there!!! I pointed you in the direction of the 'bath' I had set up...as you came upon it, you couldn't believe what you saw.....I had used some branches and leaves to block off some of the water from the lake......The stones I had placed under and around the fire last night held the heat and were now used as a base to my 'tub' as well as the way to warm the water......As you slipped in, you were amazed that the water was barely chilly......you saw the soap and shampoo I had left there and proceeded to lather up. As I came closer, I could see you were happy that Rac had taught me how to 'trap the fire in the stone' as he referred to it! I brought a few more warm stones over from the fire and told you to lean back~~~I placed them on your body in the places I had learned from the medicine man they called Chrononoro~~~you seemed to move on to a new level of consciousness when I placed them on your body..... I removed them after a few minutes, as Chrononoro had taught me....he said if they were left in place too long, the fire beast in the stone would take your soul and use it for his purpose......I certainly didn't want to take THAT chance~~~~ I left you to get dressed and started to cook the eggs.....amazing how much fits in these saddle bags when packed the right way, I thought to myself....... As you came over to sit with me and eat, you gave me a nice long, soft kiss and thanked me again for letting you ride with me~~~~"Trust me", I said, "the pleasure is ALL mine~~~" "Is there ANYTHING" you didn't think of or take with you on this adventure?" you asked between sips of coffee~~~~ "Actually....I didn't realize how much gas we would use climbing these mountains with all the gear~~~I hope we have enough to get us to where we are going~~~we may need to coast down the other side of the mountain, which will be a little tricky.....We need to get going though, we MUST get over the peak before nightfall....it can drop down below freezing up there when the sun goes down at night!" "So no time for some, relaxation?" you asked playfully...... "As much as I would love to, NO....we MUST get moving.......help me pack the gear...and keep the warm leathers near the top....we may need them later in the day!" Within a half hour, we were all packed and ready to roll......we made sure the place looked as if we were never there, saddled up and the Harley roared to life~~~~ "Hopefully we'll meet up with the others before nightfall"..... "HANG ON....................................." From the moment we pulled out of camp, all I could think of was your offer of some relaxation before we left......It was going around and around in my mind...YOU were going around and around in my mind~~~You are SO beautiful...SO desireable.........why are you with ME?? All you knew of me is what little I told you.....I was heading out into the mountains to meet up with some people to get away from it all......to start fresh.....and you agreed to come with me! You didn't want to know away from what, or who~~~~Hell, I didn't know much about you either......only that it seemed as if we have known each other forever........The conversation flows so easily, and the sex is fantastic...... You ride like you have ridden with me for years, not nervous......trusting me with your life! As we climbed higher, it got a little warmer.....it didn't help that your hand kept wandering down to my crotch either.....But I had to keep my mind on the road no matter how hard it got! It felt so nice though, your hands constantly wandering around my body.....it certainly kept my senses alive...... We had ridden for about 3 hours and were at the top of the mountain......we got here faster than I thought......we hadn't seen another car or truck since we left~~I guess there was not much use for this stretch of road unless you were going over the top...I figured this was a good time for a bathroom break, so I pulled over to an area where we could look out over the valley below.... "This is so beautiful'" you said....."Is that where we are headed?" as you pointed to a small cluster of buildings down below... "I do believe that is it darlin~~still quite a ride though, we have to travel around the mountainside as we go down....we made pretty good time and it looks like the fuel situation will be OK~~why don't you use the facilities and I'll get together something to eat out of the bag." You disappeared behind some bushes~~You came out a few minutes later in nothing but your vest and boots and stood next to the bike~~~ "Since we're making good time, can I help relax that tense muscle in your pants?" you asked playfully... "I don't want it to be a hard ride down the mountain" You didn't have to ask me twice....I so desperately wanted you at this moment....... I tore my clothes off as I practically ran over to you......once again, I found myself lost in passion......our lips met and our tongues moved as one........I pulled you against me and felt your breasts pressing against my chest...your hand reached down and grabbed me, you lifted one leg and put it on the bike and started rubbing my tip against your wet pussy.....As you were using me as your personal toy, you told me if I wanted you to just TAKE you~~~~with that, I lifted you up and slid you down onto my rock hard cock in one motion~~~You gasped as my full length slid deep inside~~~I lifted you up and down for a little while, enjoying every stroke, every breath you took, every moan you made........ A New Life As we both got closer to climax, you told me to let you down........I did as you asked~~~~ You turned around, leaned over the bike and told me to enjoy you from behind as I looked out over at our new life~~~~~so we could cum together as a toast to our future..... I slid in from behind and you started rocking with me.......You told me to always remember this view whenever I was riding.......taking you on the bike~~~~~ I started to explode and let out a deep moan, which seemed to be your que to let yourself go~~~~you started to pump against me harder and arched your back and started moaning yourself~~~~ You fell forward onto the bike and just laid there for a minute.......as I slowly stroked myself in and out of you, enjoying your body reacting to each stroke...... After a few minutes, we composed ourselves and got dressed~~~we ate our lunch and you tried to get me to tell you about my plans........about the group's plans........with no success.... "Right now all that matters is we get there safely.......You ready to continue?" "Only if you're relaxed and aren't going to find the rest of the ride so hard" you said.... "Oh I'm sure you'll make it hard again!" We laughed out loud as we started down the mountain~~~~~ As we rode down the mountainside, I think you were actually so relaxed you were dozing off.....the warm sun beating down on us, the soothing vibrations from the bike massaging our bodies and the seductive sound of the well tuned pipes all helped you drift off~~~ You had your arms wrapped tightly around my waist, no longer exploring my body with your magical hands....your head was resting on my shoulder~~ I was careful as we floated around the curves in the road not to make any fast movements so you could just relax and enjoy the ride! Suddenly the incoming call light started flashing on the gauge panel~~Right on cue I thought to myself, the signal bar showed reception this morning, so I knew the call HAD to becoming soon~~~I smirked and pulled slowly off the road to answer~~~You looked up sleepily and asked what was wrong...... "Nothing darling~~hang on, I think I need to take this call" I dug the cell out of the front bag and looked at the number......Yep, I did..... I know you were carefully listening, although we both knew you could only hear half the conversation~~~~ "YO!~~~ Yea, just like you said, as soon as we crossed over the top~~~ Yes I said WE~~~~ You know I don't like to travel alone~~~~ Noooo I wasn't humping my bike before....it was my companion.....you have got to meet her, she is HOT~but I guess you've already seen that, since I would guess you have the 'Eye in the Sky' up and saw us earlier~~~ Yes, security is a priority~NO, we don't have to worry about her, even they wouldn't let one of their own travel completely alone and do what we have been doing the last few days~~~ Trust me....she is not hiding anything, anywhere~~~~ You tell ME~~~you know where I am better than I do~~~ So about 3 hours if we keep up this pace?~~ OK, a coupla nice cold ones and cheeseburgers would be nice..... Is that OK with YOU darling??" You nodded your head in agreement...... "OK Gergis, we'll see ya in a bit!" "That was our head tech guy~~~~he basically got this whole idea off the ground, a little anal about security......that's why we chose this place.....he has a link up to a satellite and can see everything coming and going hours before they can reach us!" I looked into your eyes as I said that and was sure you weren't a spy......Hell, it was more a look like WTF did I get myself into????? You recovered quickly though, regaining your composure and getting right back into the moment...... "So your friend likes to watch??? If I remember, satellites need to be in the southern part of the sky, which would be that way," as you pointed in the correct direction...."So if I was to do a little strip tease for the two of you, you would need to be right here, sitting on the bike"~~and you moved into position , placing yourself between me and the southern sky, "and I would need to be here! Is that about right?" "UH-HUH" was all I could get out at the moment~~~~~~ You started moving like a dancer in those high end gentleman's clubs I liked to go to......slowly starting to remove your leathers, piece by piece~~~~As you took each layer off, you first turned to me, then turned towards the southern sky and did a little extra for "the eye in the sky" You were so sensual, the way you removed each layer.......you were down to your bra, panties and boots, then, as you removed your bra, you got close and allowed me to lick your nipples...but told me "NO TOUCHING"......... You danced quite a while like that, rubbing yourself through your panties, rolling your own nipples between your fingers......dancing facing me, then facing away.......you turned towards me and licked your fingers and slowly, still dancing, slid them down the front of your little panties....you were playing with yourself, head rolled back, then you turned away......your fingers went to your mouth again, tasting yourself.....then back down your panties.......... I wanted to drop my pants and take care of myself, but what if anyone WAS watching???? As if you were reading my mind, you slipped your panties off, and slowly walked over to me.....you unbuckled my pants, pulled them down, and as I went to hold your head, you again said..."NO TOUCHING".........you stroked me for a few minutes, wiggling your ass back and forth at the southern sky~~then you stepped back, bent over from the waist so your ass was way up in the air and started sucking on me......long, slow, deep strokes......you were exaggerating the motions of your movements, from taking me all in your mouth to just barely touching the tip with your outstretched tongue...looking up at me with those beautiful eyes the whole time........ As I was tensing up, ready to explode~~~you stopped, got closer and locked your mouth around mine~~~~slipping your tongue deep inside me, I tasted my own saltiness and it made me even harder....all the while I obeyed you and did not touch~~~~~ "Good boy," you said~~~"you can hold my hips now" and with that you wrapped your arms around my neck, stepped up on the bike and lowered yourself down onto my rock hard cock.......you slowly slid from the base all the way to the tip, just allowing my head to slip almost all the way out....then back down again~~~~you did this for quite a while, and it took all I had not to spin you around and pound myself inside of you~~~~but this was YOUR show~~~~ You leaned foward, and whispered "are you ready...because I am..."and started to pump fast and hard....I exploded first, and you were only a few strokes behind~~~~~~~As you pumped me a few more times.......you leaned close and asked~~~ "You think the eye in the sky~~Gergie baby, saw I had nothing to hide??" "I think he saw it all baby~~~~~~~" As we get ready to continue on our way, you walk towards the edge of the road and look over the side....."WE GOTTA GO THERE?" you ask me..... This is the first time you showed any emotion other than sexual energy to me~~~ "Yeah.......it's a little curvy, but we'll manage~~~why do you think I was so concerned about fuel?? You wouldn't want to ride that without power..." "I didn't want to make you nervous...I had already seen pictures of this side of the mountain....." In the back of my mind, I was kind of glad you showed some emotion...seemed as if you were a little TOO comfortable with the ride to this point! "We'll be fine.....just hang on like you've been doing so far.....you ready?" We give each other a nice long kiss for the road and get our helmets on and get comfortable. I let the engine breath to life again and heard the beautiful sound of the exhaust, I love that feel of power between my legs~~~ As I'm just about to ease it into gear, the light starts flashing again.......I pick up the cell and see it's him again.......I hand the phone to you over my shoulder..."Here...YOU talk to him~~~" This time it's MY turn to only hear half the conversation..... "Hi Gergie baby........did you enjoy the show???? I hope you have someone there to help you relieve your tensions...... Yes, of course Harry is here......but he's a little busy....can't you see?? My name??? Is that really important?? You can just call me Harry's bitch...... As a matter of fact~~~I'm not sure HARRY knows my name....he hasn't used it in quite a while!! I can't wait to see you~~~you've seen so much of me~~~fair is fair you know~~~" With a laugh, I gun the bike and head off....I was glad to see you were able to go right back to being yourself...... I couldn't hear what you were saying anymore, but you would catch me up later, I'm sure.....maybe you could even remind me of your name~~~~~ We were only about an hour into the last leg of our journey when we rounded a curve and saw the most beautiful waterfall ever. I pulled off to the side and we both just stood there, staring at the beauty~~ "This must be where the water from the lake we camped by up top runs down to......it's amazing that it just seems to disappear...it must go underground!" We got off the bike and went over to get a closer look. "Look at this Harry, it forms a big pool over here.....and smell how fresh the air smells from the waterfall!" Harry....hmmm that's the first time SHE has used MY name...I wonder if she even remembered it before she spoke to Gergis...... "The air does smell so fresh and clean........like it just rained~~ Funny, though....I didn't see this in the satellite pictures Gergis sent me before the trip......" "That's because it's actually hidden from the satellite," you said......"See? Look south, there's a rock wall blocking it...it is a hidden paradise....OUR paradise........THAT means your friend can't see us! How about one private moment before we get to this place all your other friends will be?" You didn't wait for an answer...you quickly stripped and jumped into the water.....you looked sooo sexy with your hair all wet, the water sparkling off your face.......as you made your way to the waterfall, I got out of my gear and was close behind...... As I caught up to you, you turned to me and wrapped your body around mine.......I was overcome with desire for you......I grabbed you and raised you up to slide inside you........Once again, I thrust myself in as deeply as I could and you let out a gasp......You bit down hard on my neck and then said you never fucked under a waterfall before.........I made my way directly under it and we were being completely covered with the cool mountain river.......It was hard to catch our breath this way, I stepped in a little further and we were now actually completely surrounded by water......but none was falling on us...instead, we were in a warm mist........ I actually just held you for a moment, my cock still deep inside you......I looked deep into your eyes and we were just frozen in time..........All we could hear was the roar of the water.......There was nothing else right now...just you and me.......we kissed, our mouths no longer being aggressive, but rather gentle....slow, soft kisses.....I kissed your upper lip, then your lower one.....I kissed your chin, your neck, then back to your lips, softly, just letting my tongue touch your lips.......gently nibbling on your lips, my hands stroking the back of your neck........You were breathing deeply, slowly........you were riding me gently, enjoying each stroke...... I gently laid you down on the ground..it was hard, but smooth...there was water gently caressing your body.........I was on my knees.......gently touching your body, running my hands from your hips, up the sides to your magnificent breasts, cupping them gently........I ran my hands up your arms....stretched them out over your head and held your hands......our fingers were intertwined........I looked deeply into your eyes once again...you looked different......... "Make LOVE to me, you said" I slowly entered you again..........I stroked you slowly, enjoying you once again...but it felt different....It was better......your legs were wrapped around me, holding me inside you like before, but it felt more passionate.............I let go of your hands and placed my hands so I could get my mouth near your breasts....I kissed your nipples...softly this time.....and you gasped even more than ever before...........I was pumping in and out slowly, deeply...We would stop every few minutes and kiss again...slowly softly each time.........again and again I gently traced the outline of your body...I couldn't believe it felt so good to make love.......instead of just having sex..........each time I started sliding in and out of you it caused you to breath deeper until this last time, when you started to tremble....... "Please cum for me now.......Fill me with your love.......please sweetheart~~~" I came in one hard burst.......It felt like it came from deep in my belly....from my soul............You let out one loud shout, and then just shook softly, your legs holding me deep inside you........... We kissed again....slowly, softly..........again and again~~~~~~~~~ We got up slowly and hugged, looking deeply into each others eyes.............then you took my hand and we walked out of the waterfall all the way back to where we started........... You turned to me again and hugged me, and then reached in the saddle bag for a towel, dried off and got dressed without a word.....I did too! You turned to me, looking down at the ground, you reached your hands out to me.........I took them both and looked at you...when you looked up at me, there were tears in your eyes............. "We weren't supposed to fall in love.......that wasn't part of the deal~~~~~" you said softly..... "The DEAL???? WHAT FUCKIN DEAL?????????" Just then, the cell phone rang once again............ "It's Gergis...he's worried something happened to us since he can't see us OR track me behind this massive wall of rock~~" your voice trailed off as if you were ashamed.. "Hello? No Gergis, we're OK~~How.... Andrea?? She's fine.....No~~~we just saw this waterfall and decided to stop for a few.... HEY..don't tell me what to do, or talk to me like THAT~~~ What the fuck you mean she doesn't have much time??? She told me she was a free spirit...what do you even mean???? What~~~~~~did her Mommy call you and say I hadda bring her home??? Yea, well we'll get there when we get there............" I barely remembered what happened before that call...he can be such an ass sometimes....always worried about schedules........oh yeah~~~ "Nowww, sweetheart......what did you mean "Part of the DEAL? and while we're at it, how did you know it was Gergis and what did you mean he can't track you???? I think you better tell me what the fuck is going on here...." "I really can't.......Gergis is going to have to~~~this is all his doing...his deal....I'm his~~~ well~~~it will all make sense when he tells you.......or at least you will understand what I was for, why we rode together, why we had great sex........why I can't really love you...and you can't love me~~~~well, it's just not possible!" You started crying again, all I could do was hold you...I didn't understand....but I felt like I shouldn't be mad at you either.......I need to get to the base camp and talk with Gergis.........but I don't think it is going to be good...... We got ourselves together and headed out......I could see the base camp in the distance........you were holding me tightly...but it was more a fearful tight...not like before.......I wasn't liking this one bit.....was this going to be our last ride together? I felt connected to you like no other woman I have ever been with...you were all I wanted in a partner...you seemed to have everything I ever liked, not just the sex...the words, the time we spent just sitting......how you loved riding.........Was this all a game??? Just some sort of acting role for you??? Did Gergis tell you all about me so you would be perfect for me??? You just got caught up in the role??? DAMN.......................DAMN, DAMN, DAMN........... Another 2 hours to wonder....I'm gonna go nuts!!!!! An hour into the ride it was getting really HOT on the bike..... I pulled off what looked like a road, eased to a stop and shut the bike down.......There was not a shade tree to be seen.......you had not lost your grip on my waist...I wasn't feeling any better about what is going on~~~WHATEVER the fuck that is!!!!! You picked your head off my shoulder and asked if we were there already..... I told you no......I just wanted to lose the heavy jacket.......You let go and climbed off the bike. I stood up, stretched a little and took off the jacket....I reached in the bag and dug out my vest....I walked a little from the bike and emptied my bladder........ As I was changing and emptying, you also lost your heavy jacket....you actually slipped out of all but your bra, which left your ample breasts peeking out at me......you had also lost the pants and were now in a really small leather thong...... WOW........ You seemed to be ooozing sex again.....as I walked back towards you.....you asked if everything was in order......little smart ass that you are! "Gergie is about to call you....ignore it......" With that, the incoming call light started flashing.....how the FUCK did you know that??? Maybe just a guess because you knew he would want to know why we stopped........although he could certainly see we were OK........ I asked if you were ready and started to get my helmet on.... "NO HELMETS"...you said loudly...... I rarely ride without, especially on less than perfect roads, but it seemed pointless to argue.....I secured them both on the back of the bike.... "...AND, I'm riding up front here, facing you...." Now THAT I wasn't so sure of...that's kind of crazy...but looking at you, how could I say NO??? So you climbed up on the tank...facing the wrong way....I threw my leg over and had to try to get comfortable as I reached around you to grab the bars..... "WAIT..." you said....." Before you sit down, I think we need to loosen these, and you proceeded to unbuckle my belt and pants....."That's better," you said, after slipping my pants down far enough to let my boys ride free........ "Fire it up!" you said.....I assumed you meant the bike and I did and headed down the road...... This is fucking CRAZY.... is all that kept running through my head........but at least if I die, I'll die HAPPY!! As we motored down the road, your hair was doing a wild dance....you had your face buried in my neck, lightly biting me...your hair was like a thousand serpents, wrapping around me, trying to capture my head and smother me into submission~~~ Your hands were down between us, touching me softly, massaging me to full attention...... I couldn't believe you had absolutely NO fear, not even a trace of being uneasy in this position......your legs were over mine, resting on the back pegs......you didn't even lean on my arms as you slid your thong to the side and guided my now throbbing cock inside you....... You reached behind your back and undid your bra and let it fly off...you then leaned back against the handle bars and let me take in your beauty...take in this whole event... You were masaging my cock with the soft pulsations from your warm pussy......you were barely moving, yet I couldn't believe the sensation.... It was almost impossible to keep my mind on the road........but if I didn't, I would have already exploded from the sight of you alone...... You reached your hands down and started to massage yourself......after about 10 minutes, you were starting to writhe in a glorious orgasm.......I don't know how I kept control as I watched the waves of pleasure come over you....As I watched, I was now about to explode..... A New Life It was all I could do to keep the bike steady......... I had to pull over as my body was starting to tense and I was afraid of dumping the bike along with my load.............I just planted my legs and exploded deep inside you......... You pulled yourself close to me and whispered in my ear.... "now you'll think of me whenever you ride......" We just sat there, the bike still running....after a few minutes, we untangled ourselves, got dressed without a word, just one last kiss, and set out on the last 15 minute ride to the base...... We had to walk the last hundred feet...I know there's an entrance to an underground garage somewhere, but I can't be bothered right now~~~we paused, looked into each other's eyes and knew something was going to change once we walked in that building......we kissed softly, I felt this was goodbye........but hoped deep down it wasn't.... As we walked up to the entrance, I waved my hand in front of the hand identification scanner, but the door would not open...... "Take off the glove, it may work better," Andrea said almost laughing..if the situation wasn't so serious, it would have been funny! "What he needs this for is beyond me anyway...he can see what's coming hours before it arrives......" I tried to get the glove off, but my hands were swollen and sweaty from the ride....... "Let me," you said as you stepped towards the door.......you passed your hand over the scanner and the steel reinforced door slid open..... I stood there and felt very stupid...you were one of Gergis' people......I was an assignment??? HOLY SHIT, I thought to myself.....she fucked and sucked me out of loyalty to him??? What kind of mind control does he use....what the FUCK did I get myself into???? And what an ass I felt like...I fell for her and she was just doing a job........I meant nothing to her...it was ALL an act and I never saw it!! I guess it's true...when it's hard downstairs, it's soft upstairs! "Whatever happens in here, you need to know I fell in love with you, Harry, I really did...no act, no game......................." What, could she read my mind??? "You coming?" you asked me as the door started to slide closed....I jumped past and just looked at her and asked........"WHY? Why did you lead me on like that? And why did you do all that for him? Why did you continue right up until we got here??" You just shook your head and walked into the building......."You will see...I hope you will understand~~~~" As we took the elevator down to the command center, I was shocked to see how many people were involved~~ Gergis sat in the comand chair and he was surrounded by at least 20 people, all busy at computer terminals. Gergis turned to me and welcomed me to the operations center and directed Andrea to stand beside me. She obeyed without question. Gergis started to talk about what I needed to start doing, who I needed to speak with, and I quickly cut him off..... "I need to know what the hell SHE is all about," as I pointed to Andrea! He laughed loudly as he said "She IS what it is all about......! Harry, Harry, Harry........you fell in love with our first fully operational, sexually functional, emotionally capable Chronot. SHE is not human at all! We made her here, 3 stories below us......Why do you thik I needed this place to be so secret? We cannot risk anyone finding out we have this capability! You are the most suspicious person I know~~you question everyone, everything! BUT, you couldn't tell...you didn't suspect until the end! She is a success beyond my wildest dreams......She actually grew to love you...didn't you Andrea?" You were standing there, teary eyed and silent...... "She wasn't supposed to........my wildest dreams and my worst nightmare......LOOK~~she even developed emotions....she shouldn't be capable of sadness, but she IS!!" He spoke directly to Andrea.."You are more loyal to Harry than to me.....I know that, and that's OK...it's what we wanted! You see Harry, I took all that you liked from each person you know, eliminated your dislikes.......and put it all inside Andrea~~programmed her to be 100% Harry compatible~~it certainly was no easy task with your mind, but I did it.......and you never realized...I know sometimes you think with your dick, that was the easy part....The hard part was not raising your suspicions........but it was a test and it was HUGELY successful!!! See these people?? They are monitoring 5 other prototypes that are out there......some are slightly out of control, some failed to develop the higher intelligence functions like Andrea did.....we are trying to round them up...that is where you and Andrea will now come into play........we had to change our plans slightly........They all have GPS and communication systems inside, as well as cameras so we can see what they do, but some are not responding to our commands.......Your Andrea here strayed slightly, but remained on task to bring you back here safely.....I have an over-ride system built into her so I can get her back if there is ever a real problem with her....... WHADDYATHINK?" This was a little out there...even for Gergis....... "So you saw everything we did out there???? A little voyeurism inside you huh?" "Of course not, I gave you your privacy....for the most part!" "I tell you what Harry, why don't you and Andrea go down to your room, talk this out....she IS capable of thinking and reasoning....and you and I will talk this over at dinner tonight! Andrea knows where everything is here, she can show you around......shower, swim in the pool, take a sauna......whatever you want......think about all this......OK?" I looked at Andrea and she was nodding yes.......... I agreed and we went down to my room in silence.......when we got there I turned to Andrea..... "So you are a little of everyone??" "Yes......." "And you can sense what I want......who I want you to be at any time???" "Yes...." "So what am I thinking right now?" You just got that sexy little smirk on your face, started walking towards the bathroom and said...."I'll be right behind those clear shower doors~~~~~~~~why don't you join me?" As I entered the bathroom, I saw your beautiful body through the doors....there's NO WAY you're not real flesh and blood......no fuckin way! "Is there room for me in there darling?" "There's always room for you to slide in wherever you want...." I stepped in and closed the door behind me...it was so nice in here, warm water to shower with after a few days on the road.......your skin felt so nice against mine, so soft.......... You turned towards me and gently kissed me..... "You OK?" you asked me....... "This is a lot to take in........you are so real, I can't belie..." You held your finger up to my lips to stop my words...then replaced your finger with your lips........Your hands were finding their way around my back....sliding from my neck to my ass and back again! "Turn around...let me shampoo your hair," you said softly.........You lathered up my hair, massaging my scalp with the tips of your fingers.......when you were done with my hair, you lathered up your hands and started washing my back.....slowly, softly, all over.............your hands found their way to my chest and it felt so good as you slide them to the middle, down to my stomach and back again, lettling your fingers flick my nipples one at a time as they crossed my chest........you then directed your attention to the lower half of my body....running the bar of soap up the crack of my ass, once, twice, then your finger found it's way there and poked lightly inside me.......it felt so good, I trusted you completely that you wouldn't hurt me.......you then lathered up your hands again and reached around front, paying special attention to my balls, making sure they were really clean..........your slippery hand ran the length of my cock several times before you told me to rinse off........... Now it was my turn to help you......I lathered up your hair, slowly, massaging your scalp with my fingers.....gently caressing the sides of your head, slowly working my way to the top, then around to the base........I took the longer sections and let it get wrapped in my fingers..... I then used the hand held unit to rinse the shampoo off, tilting your head back, I could see your eyes were closed, the water glistening off your relaxed face...I looked down and saw your magnificent breasts....full and glistening from the water as it ran down.......you rested your head gently on my chest and enjoyed the sensation of the warm water streaming down your body...... My arms were now wrapped around you, one under your breasts, one above..........you could feel my cock poking at your ass.......... I backed away slightly so I could soap your beautiful body....I started with your shoulders, round and soft.......I lathered up your arms, running my hands down until I was able to wrap my fingers in yours...I pulled your hands up to the wall and leaned you foward on them......I continued to lather up your body, your back...then around to your breasts......slowly making circles across them......I soaped your stomach, which pulled in from the tickling sensation as I ran my fingertips across it.......... When I got to your beautiful ass, I did as you did and ran the soap up and down......but instead of my finger, I ran the tip of my pulsing cock near your hole.....you moaned softly and said you never tried that before, maybe a little more soap would help......I soaped up my erection and slowly slid inside your ass.....you took a deep breath and pushed back so the whole length slid inside.......It felt sooo tight, you started rocking back and forth...I looked down and saw myself disappear inside you....... You stood up straight and I wrapped my arms around you~~~my hand found it's way between your legs and I gently started massaging your pussy.......the sensations were incredible......the water, your virgin ass..........your lips between my fingers....... You started moving faster and your breathing got faster...you started to moan loudly and I knew you were cumming.......as you were enjoying the pleasure, I was starting to explode.......I pulled out and watched myself cum all over your beautiful ass and then get washed away with the warm water............. NO WAY you're not all woman We climbed out of the shower, spent but happy, and laid on the bed......you on your back, me resting on my elbow so I was looking down at you....... You looked so good, so real just lying on your back, your hair wrapped in a towel..... I noticed how it felt perfect in the room...not too hot, not too cold.....everything here was just as perfect as you! I was softly tracing my fingers over your body~~How could you NOT be real.....you had soft fine hair everywhere you were supposed to, your nipples, your whole body, would react to my touch....even as I traced your outline now, your body would twitch slightly as I crossed the sensitive areas...your stomach, your inner thigh~~~~~Is this all a dream???? I looked into your eyes...I saw life in there....not the empty stare of a fuckin ROBOT! You slowly turned to me and said "It's true...I'm not alive in the real sense of the word....I was made just for YOU Harry" "How did you know what I was thinking???" "I was programmed to know what your every movement means...every hand movement, every eye movement, the change in body temperature, every change in your breathing.......it all registers, gets processed by my brain and comes up with the most likely meaning of the infinite combinations based on your past reactions......." "You know this is hard to deal with then...don't you?" "I know it is hard for YOU to deal with, Harry......but you always need to look at EVERYTHING for a long time before you make a decision......you react, then think about the reaction, then may change your position several times before making a final decision on what you want to do.....but I was made for YOU......I was programmed to deal with that~~~I even know it was time for you to hear that!!!" "Then you know I feel this is surreal......OK, how does your pus......" "Shhhhh...you said softly......don't spoil what we have by asking exactly how everything works~~~~OK?~~~~~~Let me just tell you this.......you've been in every possible place you could be inside me......yes?" "Yes," I said with a half smile....... "Did anything feel unreal, un-natural~~mechanical?????" "Uhhhh...NO!" "OK, then what's the problem??? I'm as real as any woman you have been with then, but better.....I was designed for YOU~~~I will never argue, bitch, refuse sex, tell you not to go out with your friends, cheat on you, ask to get married or get my period...what more could you want in a female companion??? The only difference you might...MIGHT ever see is my umbilical cord needs to be attached to my "birth mother" once in a while........." Now THAT was something I never even thought of...or did I? You looked at me and said we should get ready for dinner.......Gergis was expecting us..... You dried your hair and got dressed...I realized this was OUR room...there were your clothes in one closet and a complete new wardrobe for me in the other...... "Gergis has decent taste in clothes'" I said......... "I have perfect taste in clothes for you sweetheart...NOT Gergis.......Do you like what I'm wearing???" "You know I do......." I winked at you and we laughed as we walked to the elevator...... You led me to the main dining area which looked more like a nightclub...there on the the big screen, one of my favorite songs was playing......what else would I expect??? "C'mon Harry...let's dance~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~" As we were dancing close, the music ended.....I looked around and there was no one else in the room. "Are we in the wrong place?" "No Harry, it's the right place~~~I wanted a little more private time with you...is that OK?" "Yea...it's more than OK" Some flashing on the screen again and the Nine inch Nails logo is there.......Tha heavy beat starts~~~and the song plays... you let me violate you you let me desecrate you you let me penetrate you you let me complicate you You pull me closer to you......and you start grinding your hips against me..... "You like to dirty dance...dontcha baby???" you growled as you bit my ear....... I didn't need much more encouragement than that.....our hips start pumping as one......... help me i broke apart my insides help me i've got no soul to sell help me the only thing that works for me help me get away from myself With each line of the song, my cock grows harder......I am now running my hands up and down your body...touching your breasts~squeezing them through your sweater, moving your hips in beat to the music......I move my hands down to your ass and pull you against me HARD.....we are both singing the words......... i want to fuck you like an animal i want to feel you from the inside i want to fuck you like an animal my whole existence is flawed you get me closer to god We are now dry fucking in the middle of the dance floor......my cock is tearing at my zipper~I have my hands up your skirt and am grabbing your ass hard with both hands~~~your hands are down around my ass also, pulling me against you hard with every beat........ You can have my isolation You can have the hate that it brings You can have my absence of faith You can have my everything You tear at my shirt while I am pulling your sweater over your head exposing your beautiful breasts.....the strobe lights make our movements seem jerky, but they are passionate.....you dig your nails into my back...but instead of pain., it just makes me want to fuck you...HARD~~~~ help me tear down my reason help me it's your sex i can smell help me you make me perfect help me think of somebody else I literally rip your skirt off and I feel you kick off your shoes...you have my belt undone and your hands slide into my pants and you pull them down to my ankles....the room is filling up with smoke creating the feeling we are in a jungle.....you are now digging your nails into my ass cheeks...."You wanna fuck me hard...really hard??? I need you to now!!" You are right up against me...I grab you and lift you up...you wrap your legs around my back and force my cock deep inside you.....I hear the song in the background, press you up against the wall and start doing exactly as the song says...... i want to fuck you like an animal i want to feel you from the inside i want to fuck you like an animal my whole existence is flawed HOLY SHIT...I feel as if there is nothing else that matters right now...... you get me closer to god I am now pounding you like a dog humping a leg..... You are screaming at the top of your lungs...the sweat is running down our bodies.......I cum deep inside you an you start yelling "I'm cumming...FUCK ME...FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN...." I keep pumping until I hear you say ..."OK~~OK....Oh yes....Oh yeah" I fall down on my knees as your feet fall to the floor......I bury my face between your legs and eat up our juices from inside of you....... through every forest above the trees within my stomach scraped off my knees i drink the honey from inide your hive you are the reason i stay alive You slide down the wall in front of me...we kiss for a long time as the song trails off....... You say to me, all out of breath "Guess it's good I told them we would be another hour....ya think we need another shower before dinner???" We realize we better get ourselves together and cleaned up....I pull up my pants, but my shirt is good for nothing but polishing the bike~~~~You put your sweater on, but that really sexy skirt would now be better used as a scarf maybe! I feel myself getting aroused again just looKing at you with your ass peeking out below that sweater~~but I have to control myself~~~I haven't fucked this much since~~since~~ HELL I don't think I EVER fucked this much!!! You were so comfortable with yourself you just grabbed my hand and started towards the elevator...you didn't seem to care if anyone saw you.....what am I thinking....you DON'T care~~~you don't have any inhibitions...that would be a human trait...can that be learned, I wonder~~ As we travel the complex conveyance system in this elaborate maze, we just kiss softly...not sexual kissing...loving, caring kissing.......I start thinking to myself you ARE NOT real....how can I love you??? As I look at my reflection in the mirrors that are on all four sides of the elevator, I think to myself it's strange...I felt you scratch my back but I don't see any marks....... I'm starting to feel really strange about this all...As we enter our room...wow does THAT sound strange, I start feeling light headed and tell you I need to lay down.....You come to my side and lightly stroke my face...... "It's OK Harry~~~it had to happen...just relax and let it...." "What had to happen.....what do you mean? What are you talki........." "You're home Harry....we'll take care of you...." I start to feel myself drifting off......I see us having sex on the bike...but it's not you...it's a long legged Redhead.....I see the waterfall.....but it's not your face..and the hair is Honey Blonde.........What the fuck is happening......Things are flashing by so fast........Cheerleaders, women with dogs.....Angels........" I feel my body convulsing.......I look to you for help.....I try to ask you to call Gergis.....I don't know if you know what to do to help a human...... "I'll hold you Harry...it's OK....you're like ME.....you're not human.......didn't you wonder why you never had to shave?? You never really had to sleep~~~~~you were never hungry...you just did these thing because you learned it was what you were supposed to do while you were rented out~~~~shhhhhhh just power down...Gergis turned off your automatic recharge system~~~~we'll see each other again~~~~I promise" A New Life Thank you all for the votes and encouragement, as well as the praise and insight that I've received over the past year or so. You've shown me how it feels to be truly appreciated, and for that, I will cherish you all forever... MoogPlayer This fictional story is loosely based on true events. However, the times, names, dates, and places have all been changed to protect the anonymity of some very special friends that I met during a very magical time in my life. One more thing, don't forget to vote... ~~~~~~ "Please don't go," she tearfully begged, as I packed my bags, "I'm really sorry, baby, and I promise not to ever let this happen again." "Yeah, right," I sarcastically laughed, "That's what you said about what happened in Monterrey, when I walked in on you as you were being pounded at each end by those two guys from the Embassy Club." "Please," she cried, "Please give me another chance." "I wish that I could, I really do, "I replied, shaking my head, "But I've given you too many chances already; and you've blown every single one of them, not to mention probably half of the male populous in the country...goodbye," and then I sadly walked away, closing the front door behind me on the way out. ~~~~~~ Chapter One My name is Travis Jameson, I stand six feet, four inches tall, and I weigh two hundred and sixty pounds, with little to no body fat. I have dark brown, almost black shoulder length hair, blue eyes, and I was born and raised in a small town about sixty miles south of Houston, Texas. And one more thing, I was barely twenty-four when what you're about to read took place. I'm a musician by trade, a pianist/keyboardist to be more precise, and when I graduated college; I was recruited by a major recording artist, who shall remain nameless, to be a member of her band. My parents had nurtured my musical abilities when I was young, and because I was his only son, I have a little sister who's a couple of months shy of being three years younger than me; my father saw to it that as long as I met my responsibilities at home and at school, I was given pretty much anything I wanted, well, anything within reason. And even though I still pulled my fair share of dumb ass stunts, I was still a good kid, regardless. My little sister, Tara, however, was a different story altogether. Although she made good grades in school, she was the one that got caught doing things like sneaking out of the house to meet her friends after Mom and Dad had gone to bed, smoking pot in her bed room, and drinking Dad's bourbon. She never really broke any laws, but she gave my parents more grief that I ever did, allowing me to get away with more because I tried to stay beneath their radar. Tara was, and still is, a great girl. She's very pretty and has the same hair and eye color that I do. She's most certainly beautiful and built extremely well, both of which she got from our mother, whom I might add, became a fashion model right after she graduated high school so; needless to say, her looks and build were passed down to my sister. I can still remember all the fights I got into after school because of certain things that had been said about Tara. I love her, I really do, but damn, she was a pain in the ass back then. Me on the other hand, I looked just like my father who was a corporate attorney. He was the one who instilled in me the same work ethic that made him successful. I can still remember him telling me, "You don't have to stand tall in life, son, but you damn sure have to stand up," and also; "You have to lie down to be walked on." He was a great guy in my eyes, and while I was in school and college; I lived to make him and Mom proud of me. ~~~~~~ I discovered when I was a freshman in high school that there is no other feeling in the world that compares to being on stage, playing music to a crowd of people that are really into it, hell, it's even better than sex. But I knew way before then that I wanted to play professionally. I spent countless hours practicing my playing technique as well as my ability to sight read, and when the time came to show what I'd learned at recitals; I made my parents proud every time I sat down to play. My senior year at the University of Houston was the year that I began my journey into the world of playing music professionally. I'd been playing for seventeen years, as I began when I was only five years old. Upon graduation I was approached by a lady who, like I've already said will remain nameless, but for the purpose of telling this tale, I'll call Mia, wanted me to play in her band. As a matter of fact, not only did she want me to play in her band, but she also hired me to be her bandleader as well so; needless to say, I went on the road that summer. ~~~~~~ I met the band in Dallas, and because we had an upcoming show in the next three days at what used to be Reunion Arena, we began rehearsals no more than an hour after I arrived. The major keyboard influence in my life growing up was Rick Wakeman of "Yes", and like him; I played with ten different keyboards on stage. This was before the age of digital technology so, that meant that I pretty much had to create the sounds as I went along, as opposed to having the luxury of being able to push a button to recall a preset, factory created sound. Man, those were the good old days, too. I mean no offense when I say this, but I think the younger generation of up and coming keyboard players this day and age don't truly realize how easy they really have it; anyway, on with the story. The first two days of rehearsals were strictly for those of us in the band, and then Mia would come in the next afternoon to rehearse with us before the show that night. Everything went great and I got along with and was accepted by my peers, even though I was younger than they all were. Besides, these folks were all seasoned veterans in the entertainment business, and the fact that they so willingly accepted me; a novice by their standards, into their group was amazing in itself, even moreso because I would be their leader. ~~~~~~ Mia, who is eight years older than me, stood about five feet, six inches tall and weighed somewhere in the neighborhood of no more than a hundred and fifteen pounds at the most. She had long dark hair that hung way past her ass and sparkling green eyes that seemed to be able to see right through whoever she looked at. Her elfin face and full luscious lips had been known to make men of all ages drool with only one glance in her direction. In addition to that, she had a pure, resonate voice that had captured the hearts of people all over the world, and to top if off, she had a body to die for, with a pair of the most luscious tits known to mankind. However, regardless of the fact that she was very nice to look at, she was just as beautiful inside as she was outside, or so I thought at the time. ~~~~~~ After the second day of rehearsals, I got a telephone call in my hotel room after dinner that evening from Mia, asking me if I would meet her down stairs in the hotel's bar. Of course the record label had it set up with the hotel management so that only Mia and her band members were allowed in the bar for obvious reasons; and with that in mind, I made my way down there only a few moments after her phone call. ~~~~~~ "Hi, Travis," Mia smiled, as I sat down at her table, "I haven't really had the chance to talk to you since you got here and I was hoping that we could do so before rehearsals tomorrow, if you don't mind." "I don't mind at all," I smiled, "Now I can say thank you for giving me this great opportunity." "You're very welcome; sweetie," she giggled, "But I didn't give you anything. You earned it, and you have just as much right to be here as the rest of us." "Wow," I chuckled, "I don't know what to say, Mia." "You don't have to say anything, Travis," she grinned, "Just keep playing as beautifully as I've heard you do so far and you'll be just fine." "Can I tell you something?" "Of course," she sweetly replied, "Don't ever be afraid to tell me anything." "That's just it," I frowned, "I am afraid" "Afraid," she said, "Afraid of what?" "Reunion Arena is a very big venue that seats a lot of people," I uncomfortably replied, "I've never played in front of that many people so, I guess I'm beginning to get a little nervous. I'm afraid that I'll mess up and make everyone else sound like shit." "I wouldn't worry about it, Travis," Mia smiled, "Besides; you won't be able to see most of them anyway." "What do you mean by that?" "It's because of the stage lights," she smiled, "They're so bright that you can't see more than four or five rows back at the very most," and then reaching over and patting my hand, she smiled and added, "Relax sweetie, you'll do fine, I'm sure of it." "I sure hope so." ~~~~~~ That next after afternoon proved to be the turning point in my musical career, as Mia's voice filled the huge auditorium. I knew then that this was where I was supposed to be and that what I was doing was exactly what I was supposed to be doing. Little did I realize then that I was stepping onto a road that was long, winding, and fraught full of pitfalls....? ~~~~~~ That night in the dressing rooms backstage, I was getting ready to go on stage and play with Mia in front of twenty-thousand people. My nerves were giving me mortal hell. I'd already thrown up twice and was feeling like a third wave was about to hit when I heard a knock on my door. "Come in," I said. "Hi. Travis," Mia smiled, as she opened the door and entered my dressing room, "Are you ready, sweetie?" "I don't know," I uneasily said, "I'm nervous as hell. Mia." "Oh, really?" she giggled, locking the dressing room door behind her, "Well then, I've got something for you that might just take your mind off of it." And with that said, she whipped out a little brown vial of what I now know was cocaine, and taking the top off of it, she reached into it with the long nail of her little finger. After withdrawing her finger from the vial, she took the powder that was piled atop the underside of her fingernail, and sticking it under my nose, purred, "Here, cutie, snort this up your nose and you'll feel better in no time." I did as I was told, and shortly after I got over the stinging in my nose and the tears in my eyes, the cocaine kicked in, making me feel like I was on top of the world. I smiled brightly at Mia and said, "Hell yeah, let's rock, Mia." "That's my boy," smiled Mia, as she unlocked and opened the dressing room door, "C'mon sweetie, it's time to shine." And shine we did. We played to a standing room only crowd that night. I played better than I ever played before, and when the show was over with, the adrenaline in my body had long taken over where the cocaine left off. "Hey Travis," said Mick, Mia's lead guitar player, while we were backstage, "You wanna go to a killer party, man?" "Sure," I happily laughed, through an adrenaline and cocaine induced haze, "Lead the way, brother." ~~~~~~ I was in awe of the place the minute we walked through the door. A club down on lower Greenville Avenue had been rented out by Mia's record label in order to hold one of the most massive parties that I'd ever seen, or been a part of up to this point in my life. The moment we walked into the club there were girls everywhere and not just regular girls either. These girls were all models and/or model hopefuls, and when I say that they were all beautiful, it barely described what I was seeing before me at the time. Mia's band had their own reserved table and anything we wanted to eat, drink, or smoke was ours for the taking whenever we wanted. In no time at all I had not one, but two girls, a blonde and a brunette, on each side of me, cooing and purring into my ears while rubbing their bodies up against me. "What do you think, Travis," Pete, our drummer, said from across the table, "Ain't this shit the best?" "Hell, yeah," I stupidly cheered. ~~~~~~ When I awoke the next morning there were two bodies in bed with me, all of us naked. Needless to say it was the blonde and the brunette from the night before, and the moment my eyes came into focus, the blonde rolled over and said, "Good morning, baby. Did you have a good time last night?" "Yeah," I grinned at the memory of the previous night, "At least what I remember of it, anyway." Before she could say anything else, the brunette screamed, and jumping up from the bed while taking the sheet with her as she wrapped it around her body, she scanned the room with a look of fear clearly written across her face. "Where am I," she asked panicked, "Where are my clothes?" Suddenly finding her clothing and before anyone had a chance to reply, she gathered them from the floor and then made a mad dash into the bathroom slamming the door behind her. "Jeez," laughed the blonde, "What's her problem?" "I don't know," I replied, with immediate concern while climbing from the bed and throwing on a simple pair of blue jeans and a tee shirt, "But I think maybe you ought to get dressed and get out of here before she comes back out." She tried to protest, but with a silent urging from me, she did exactly as I asked. ~~~~~~ "Are you alright?" I asked the brunette, when she came out of the bathroom. "Yeah, I guess," she nervously replied, looking around the room, "The last thing I remember was going to that party last night, and then after that it's a little hazy." "My name is Travis Jameson," I smiled, trying to make her feel more at ease, "What's yours?" "Hillary," she uncomfortably replied, "My name is Hillary Mason." "It's nice to meet you, Hillary Mason," I smiled, "Would you like some breakfast, you must be hungry?" "That would be nice," she said, "But is it alright if we go some where else to eat?" ~~~~~~ We'd taken a cab from the hotel and were sitting down to eat at a Denny's Restaurant™ somewhere near the Southern Methodist University campus. The ride over had visibly relaxed her and once I'd taken the time to get a good look at her, I saw how truly beautiful she really was. She had long dark hair that flowed just past her shoulders, with sky-blue eyes that seemed to have an unnerving effect on me, only I didn't realize it at the time. She had an olive complexion that was seemingly flawless and it was further enhanced by the angelic face that was just now beginning to let a smile or two slip in here and there. She was slender in build, very fit and in shape. And at one glance, it was very apparent that this girl had a definite quality about her that set her apart from, but damn well above the rest. ~~~~~~ "So, Miss Hillary," I smiled, as we drank our coffee, "Tell me about your self." "Well," she shyly replied, "I'm a nursing student at SMU with a minor in music, and I'm in my sophomore year." "So, I take you like Mia's music then?" "Yeah, I like some of it," she admitted, "But I'm not very fond of her darker stuff." "You said you're minoring in music," I asked, "Do you play?" "I play piano," she quietly answered, "But I've only been playing for a couple of years, and I don't play anything like you do." "That's only because I've been playing longer," I humbly chuckled, "I got this gig because I was in the right place at the right time." About that time our food came, and while we ate in virtual silence, I felt certain vibes emanating from her that I couldn't read properly. For reasons that were, at the time, unknown to me, I set my fork down and reached across the table. Gently placing my hand on hers, I looked at her as sincerely as I knew how and said, "Look, Hillary, I'm really sorry about what happened last night. If I had known, I would've..." "It wasn't your fault, Travis," she sweetly interrupted, "That's what I get for taking something before I knew what it was." "What do you mean?" I asked. "When I got to that club last night," she began, "One of the bartenders gave me this large white tablet, which I later found out was Quaalude, and told me that it was a "Mood Enhancer". The next thing I knew, I was naked in your bed with another woman." "I'm really sorry, Hillary," I sullenly replied, then smiled, "If it's any consolation, I don't remember what happened last night either." Before she could reply, a pretty blonde haired girl suddenly appeared at our table and said, "Jesus Christ, Hil! Are you okay?" Hillary smiled at her and said, "Yes, I'm fine." "Damn, girl," she breathed in relief, "You scared the shit out of me, just taking off like that without telling me where you were going." "Would you care to join us?" I politely asked, "There's plenty of room." "Who are you?" spat the girl, looking at me as if I were an insect. "Christina," Hillary scolded, "This is Travis Jameson, and he's the keyboard player in Mia's band." "It's nice to meet you, Christina," I smiled, standing up and pulling out a chair for her. "It's Chris," she said, embarrassed, "And it's nice to meet you, too, Mister Jameson." "Please," I replied blushing, "It's just plain old Travis." Chris sat down, and while she protested, I saw to it that she had breakfast as well. The three of us talked while I got to know Hillary a little better. I was a little surprised to discover that she was only four months younger than me. Still though, I found her to be not only beautiful, but very intelligent and extremely nice. I knew that we were going to be in town for one more night before Mia and the band left so; right before we left the restaurant, I looked at Hillary and asked, "Do you have any plans for this evening?" "I've got some studying to do this afternoon," she replied, "But I'm free after four. Why?" "I was wondering if you might like to go out to dinner tonight." I smiled, "Chris can come, too, if you'd like." "Are you crazy?" Chris giggled, nudging Hillary on the shoulder, "Tell him yes, girl." "I guess so," Hillary relented smiling, "What time?" After we agreed on a time, Hillary wrote down the address on a paper napkin and handed it to me. Because we were nearer to the SMU campus than I originally thought, Hillary and Chris walked back to their dorm and I took a cab back to the hotel. ~~~~~~ I rented a limo for the evening, and as it pulled up in front of their dorm, both Hillary and Chris were standing at the curb waiting for us. "Good evening, ladies," I smiled, as I opened the door and invited the two of them in. "Did you do this to impress us?" Hillary pointedly asked, referring to the limo, "Because it doesn't impress me one bit." "No, I wasn't trying to impress anybody," I chuckled, "I figured it was a lot easier than renting a car and getting lost on the way over here." Suddenly she began to laugh, her face lighting up like a million candles as she playfully slapped my arm and said, "Has anyone ever told you what a silly boy you are?" "No," I grinned, "At least not until now, that is." Once we were all in the limo, Chris directed us to a place called White Elephant Saloon, in the stockyards over in Fort Worth. On the ride over, Chris asked me several questions about Mia, as well as the music industry in general. After the fifth or sixth question, Hillary looked at Chris and said, "Jeez, Chris! Why don't you give him a break? He is my date, after all. You're just along for the ride." "Oh my," Chris giggled, "You awfully possessive, aren't you?" "Shut up," Hillary smiled, as she scooted closer to me and took my arm. ~~~~~~ It didn't take us long to get a table, and when I found out that Billy Joe Shaver was playing that night, I asked to be seated near the stage. I played with Billy Joe for a summer when I was but just a teenager at the tender age of sixteen, and I thought it would be nice to be able to say "hello" to him after his show. A New Life We'd just ordered our drinks when Billy Joe took the stage, and it was like I was taking a trip down memory lane as I listened to him play. Both Hillary and Chris were getting into his music and I was pleased that they were enjoying themselves. Our food came shortly thereafter, and the moment I began to cut into my steak, I heard Billy Joe step up to the microphone and say, "Ladies and Gentlemen, it just so happens that an old friend of mine is here tonight," making me immediately look up to find him grinning at me from ear-to-ear. Then he continued and said, "Mister Travis Jameson, who is now playing keyboards for Mia, is here tonight, and I was wondering if he'd like to come and play with an old buddy. Come on ladies and gents, put your hands together and see if we can convince him to get up and play." The spotlight suddenly hit our table as the crowd, Hillary and Chris included, all came to their feet with uproarious applause. "Shit," I said, under my breath as I rose to my feet and made my way to the stage. ~~~~~~ "Damn, boy," Billy Joe smiled, as I took the stage, "It's good to see ya, kid." "Hi, Billy Joe," I grinned, "I appreciate you getting me up here, but this is your show brother." "Shit man," he laughed, "You didn't think I was gonna let you get outta her without playing, did ya?" ~~~~~~ We'd played together for a good half hour, and when I took my seat again, a fresh hot steak was in the place of the other one which had gotten cold while I was on stage. "My goodness," Hillary smiled, "You do get around, don't you?" "Nah," I non-chalantly replied, "Billy Joe is an old friend of mine from a long time ago." "Bullshit," Chris laughed, "You're a star and you just don't know it." ~~~~~~ When our night came to an end and we were back at their dorm, Chris made a hasty retreat after thanking me for the night out, leaving Hillary and I alone for a few moments. "So, you're leaving tomorrow?" she asked. "Unfortunately," I said, "The bus leaves at nine o'clock in the morning." "I had a nice time tonight," she warmly replied, "I was wrong about you, Travis." "What," I asked, "What do you mean?" "You're a nice guy," she smiled, kissing me on the cheek, "I doubt it will ever happen, but I hope we meet again someday." "You never know," I wistfully replied, "In the mean time, you take care of yourself, Hillary." "I will," she smiled, kissing me again, "Bye, Travis," and then she turned and walked away. ~~~~~~ Chapter Two "Well," Mia said, the next morning as were boarding the tour bus, "It seems you had a nice time last night." "Yeah," I smiled, "I did." Then she held up the entertainment section of the Dallas Times Herald where a picture of me and Billy Joe stood out in the headlines, and snarled, "You play for me, and only me. Do you understand me, boy?" "Wait a minute, Mia," I smiled, "It wasn't what you think...." "I don't give a shit what it was," she spat, snatching a hold of my arm, ""I've got you under contract for the next eighteen months and you'll do what I say, God dammit." "Take your fucking hands off of me," I growled, jerking my arm loose from her grip as I boarded the bus. ~~~~~~ Our next show was in Houston at the Hofheinz Pavilion on the University of Houston campus; and it gave me a bit of comfort knowing that we were going to my old stomping grounds to play. The ride from Dallas to Houston down I-45 takes at least four to five hours, but then again I've driven it when it took over six hours. It was only once, but please keep in mind that Houston is the fifth largest city in the world, and then I think that you'll be able to understand what I'm talking about. The bus ride may have given me the opportunity to get a "refreshing" couple of hours' sleep, but when I awoke; I was still a little upset with Mia for the way she'd treated me, and what she'd said was down right rude, as well as without reason. And the more I thought about it, the more pissed off I became, even to the point that I dug into my briefcase that I carried with me. After retrieving and then intently perusing and re-reading my contract, I found a clause therein that would hopefully put a stop to Mia ever acting that way toward me again. The clause was designed and put in the contracts to keep the band members from saying anything to the artists that was considered inappropriate. However, because of the wording, it worked to the advantage of both the artist and the band members. In other words, it basically stated that, "If you can't say anything good, then don't say anything at all." ~~~~~~ The need to use my contract disappeared the moment our busses pulled up in front of the hotel. Mia made it at point to seek me out and apologize before she said anything else to anyone. "I'm very sorry for acting the way I did to you before we left this morning, Travis," Mia said, hugging me," I get a little too big for my britches some times. Can you forgive me, sweetie?" "Hell, Mia," I smiled, "Forget about it, I already have." "You know what?" she mischievously asked. "No," I chuckled, "What?" "I wanted to tell you that," she paused for effect, "You're gonna make some girl very happy some day." "Don't even think about it, silly girl," I grinned. ~~~~~~ Before we left Dallas that morning, I'd made previous arrangements to pay for and have my own suite at the hotel we were staying at in Houston for the two nights we were going to be there. The reason for that was because my parents, as well as my little sister and one of her friends, were all going to come up for the both night's performances. And I'd only been in my suite for about thirty minutes when I heard a knock at the door. "Hello, big brother," Tara sweetly cooed, hugging me as soon as I opened the door to my suite, "I sure have missed you, Travis." "Who is this pretty gal you've brought with ya, little sister," I smiled; noticing that someone was standing behind her. This girl was roughly the same height and build as Tara, and they even had the same hair color. That was where it ended though; because Tara's eyes were blue and this girl's eyes were green. Still though, she was very pretty, and as Tara took her hand and pulled her into the suite, she smiled and said, "Allow me to introduce you to my sorority sister, room mate and best friend, Miss Amanda Harris...Mandy, this is my big bother, Travis." "Hi, Travis," Mandy smiled, extending her hand, "Tara's told me so much about you that I feel like I already know you." "It's nice to meet you, too," I grinned, shaking her hand, "Come on in and make yourself at home, Miss Amanda." "Please," she giggled, "It's just plain old Mandy." "Alright then, Mandy it is," I chuckled, "Where's Mom and Dad, Tara?" "They won't be here for another hour, Travis," my sister laughed, "Mom was getting her hair done when we left." I've always been able to tell when Tara wanted something so, with the same forlorn look on her face that she'd used on me when we were younger, she squeezed my hand and sweetly said, "I hope it's alright with you that Mandy and I came up a little early, I'm not going to get to see much of you in the coming months ya know." Like I said before, Tara was a genuine pain in the ass when we were growing up; but since she'd been going to college, I sensed a maturity in her, a sign that she'd grown up immensely in the past couple of years. And because of that, there was no way I could ever be at odds with her over this so; I simply pulled her into my arms and hugged her tightly to me. Then with a soft kiss on her cheek, I smiled and told her, "Of course it's alright with me, baby girl." "Aww, that's so sweet," Mandy sweetly smiled, "I wish that I had a big brother." "See," Tara giggled, "I told you, didn't I?" ~~~~~~ I'd just finished getting Tara's and Mandy's gear stowed into the bedroom they would be sharing when I heard a knock on the door. "The door's open," I loudly said, "Come on in." When Mia walked into my suite, I thought that Tara and Mandy were both gonna faint (they're both big Mia fans) when I non-chalantly said, "Oh, hey Mia, what's up?" "Hi, Travis," Mia smiled, looking at Tara and Mandy, "Which one is your little sister?" "Um...that would be me," Tara said, blushing profusely, "I'm Tara...and this is my friend, Mandy." "It's nice to meet you, Tara," Mia smiled, "You, too, Mandy." "It's very nice to meet you, too," Tara gushed. "Yes, it is," Mandy smiled, "Nice to meet you, I mean." "Do you two have any plans this afternoon," Mia slyly giggled, winking at me, "Or are you gonna hang out with Travis "I don't really know," Tara said, looking at me. "I've got a great idea," Mia excitedly smiled, "Why don't the three of us go have a ladies afternoon out, my treat?" "I don't know," Tara sheepishly replied, "I mean, my Parents are going to....." "Go," I interrupted, laughing, "You and Mandy go with Mia and have a good time, sis. I'll see to it that Mom and Dad are taken care of, now go." ~~~~~~ "Hey, you two," I smiled, greeting my parents at the door of my hotel suite, "Come on in." "Wow, Travis," Mom grinned, looking around the suite, "This sure is nice, honey." "I have to agree, son," Dad proudly smiled, "It looks like you're on the right track." "Thank you, both," I smiled, hugging them at the same time, "It means a lot to me to hear you two say these things." "Did Tara and Mandy make it here okay?" Mom suddenly asked, with concern in her voice. "Relax, Mia took the girls out for a little while," I laughed, "They'll be back way before show time, I promise." ~~~~~~ Okay," I smiled, as Tara and Mandy came strolling into the suite looking like rock stars, "Who are you two and what have you done with my sister and her friend?" "They look good, don't they?" Mai smiled, coming in behind them after they'd had a chance to show off a bit, "I hope you're not mad at me for doing this." After gently caressing my sister's cheek with the palm of my hand, I realized that she was no longer a girl, and had indeed grown into a beautiful woman. All I could do was to affectionately smile at Tara, and then to Mia, I said, "How could I ever be mad at someone for bringing out the true beauty in my little sister and her friend." "I love you, big brother," Tara smiled, hugging me tightly, then slyly grinning, "Besides, Mandy and I want to look good for all the guys we're gonna see at the concert tonight." "Damn, girl," I laughed, "Are you ever gonna stop being a pain in the ass?" "Nope," she giggled, "Probably not." ~~~~~~ The show went great that night. My parents, as well as Tara and Mandy, all sat right down on the front row where I could see them clearly. It was a lot of fun watching Mom and Dad act just like a couple of teen-agers while clearly embarrassing my sister. However, they all had a great time, but no one person there acted more like a teen-ager than Tara did when Mia gave me a ten minute solo to play anything I wanted. I look back on that performance now with a smile on my face as the three people that I loved the most were all gathered to hear me play. ~~~~~~ "Would you be offended if your mother and I went back to the hotel?" Dad asked me after the show, "It is way past our bedtime, kid." "Sure Dad," I smiled, "You and Mom go get some rest and I'll see you guys in the morning." ~~~~~~ As opposed to going to the "after party" that took place at the end of every show, I chose to go to a party that I knew was being thrown at my old fraternity house on the U of H campus. Also, there was no way in hell that I was going to leave Tara and Mandy to the devices of the animals that were always in attendance at these after parties so; I insisted that they come with me. Besides, I knew that because they were my guests at the Frat party, they would be treated with the utmost respect. ~~~~~~ When my sister pulled her car up to the Sigma Alpha Mu house, pleasant memories of days gone by filled my mind, making me smile. No sooner had we exited the car and were coming up the sidewalk, when a loud voice within the house shouted, "HE'S HERE, YOU GUYS. HE'S HERE!!!" "Oh shit," I chuckled, as a very old friend of mine, Danny Reed, appeared at the door to greet us on the front porch. "Hey Travis," he smiled, "Long time no see, brother." "What's up, Danny," I grinned, hugging him, "How have you been, old friend?" "It seems that you're doing better than me," he leered, salaciously drooling over Tara and Mandy, "You wouldn't care to share one with me, would you?" "Don't even think about it, you horny bastard," I laughed, "This is my sister, Tara, and her friend, Mandy." "Yeah," said Tara, "We go to school here, too, and we know how you guys are. So, as far as anyone in this fraternity is concerned; we're off limits. Do you get my drift?" "That's right," Mandy triumphantly said, "We're off limits." "Damn," Danny chuckled, "You girls are too damned pretty to be so mean." Then he smiled, and patting me on the shoulder, added, "That's alright though; everyone came out tonight to see Mister Superstar here." "Yeah, yeah," I grumbled, as Danny led us into the house. ~~~~~~ The moment I walked into the house I was greeted by people that I'd not seen in quite a while. I did admit later that it was really good to see some old friends that night. I even managed to make friends with some of my younger fraternity brothers as well as some of the girls from our sister sorority Kappa Delta Tau. I think I signed a hundred autographs that night, but I didn't mind, and because it was mostly for friends of mine; I made it a point to personalize each one of them as well. I couldn't have been there for more than a couple of hours and was in the kitchen drinking beer and talking, when I heard a familiar female voice from my past say, "Well, well, Travis Jameson has finally decided to come back home to grace us with his presence." I turned around to see my old girlfriend from my sophomore year, Nikki Blair, standing there looking better than I ever remembered. She was a blue-eyed blonde that looked great in the tight blue-jeans and the thin white blouse she was wearing. "Hi, Nikki," I smiled, "How're you doing?" "Mmm," she purred, sliding up beside me, her arm circling my waist, "I'm doing a whole lot better now that you're here." "Is that a fact?" I chuckled, "Maybe there's something we need to do about that, then." However, before anyone else could say anything, Tara suddenly appeared in front of us with her hands on her hips and said, "Oh, no you don't, Nikki Blair, you nasty fucking whore." "Tara," I scolded, "What's the matter with you?" "Nothing is wrong with me, Travis," Tara scowled, tears beginning to fill her eyes, "If I remember right, this fucking bitch broke your heart for no reason, well, if you call catching the clap from a football player nothing." "Who the fuck are you, bitch?" Nikki growled. "That's my little sister," I snapped, "You need to watch who you're calling a bitch "I remember how you moped around the house for weeks after that, Travis," Tara sadly but angrily said, "And I told myself that if I ever got the chance; I was going to cuss this nasty fucking whore out." "Well," Nikki huffed, as I crossed my arms and looked down my nose at her, "I guess I'm leaving then." "You'd better, bitch," Tara said, watching Nikki as she walked away, "God, what a whore." "Calm down, little sister," I grinned, hugging her, "You're gonna give yourself a heart attack." "Oh, shut up," she smiled, "I just saved you a trip to the doctor as well as a chunk of your ass if he had to give you shot of penicillin." ~~~~~~ We'd been at the party for just under three hours when people began to dance in the living room of the frat house. Up until now Tara and Mandy had been socializing, and according to my sister, shooting down the advances of all the would-be Lotharios, all of whom had lust written across their faces, the little bastards. I did get to see Tara in action though, as this one little shit head she was talking to began to come on to her. I don't know what she'd said to him, but the boy walked away with his tail between his legs, looking like a kid who just got slapped away from the table for farting. It was funny as hell, and I laughed open and loudly, not really giving a damn who heard me either. Once the music began though, I saw her and Mandy, as well as several other girls there, all dancing around, looking like they were having a blast. This went on for several minutes until the tempo turned slow. From then it was only seconds before I heard Tara's voice saying, Come and dance with me, big brother," and then I felt her hand in mine, dragging me to the living room to dance. "You've grown up to be a real nice guy," Tara smiled, as we danced together, "But there's something I think you need to know." "What is it," I asked, "Are you okay?" "No," she laughed, "I mean yes, I'm fine." "Then what is it?" I asked, "Damn girl, you're killing me here." "I wanted you to know that Mandy has a major crush on, big brother," Tara smiled, "She has since the first time I showed her a picture of you." Bullshit," I grinned, "You're up to something. I know you too well." "I'm not up to anything," she vehemently replied, "Listen to me, and listen good, Travis...She's done nothing but talk about you ever since I showed her that one picture of you, and that's been almost two years now. She wanted to know everything there was to know about you. Shit, she even went so far as to ask me about your past relationships and what it was that brought an end to them." "Hmm," I skeptically replied, "It sounds like she's obsessed with me." "Dammit Travis," Tara groaned, "Why is it so hard for you to believe that someone, whom I know to be a beautiful and kind woman, is crazy about you, even moreso now that she's met you and seen you play." "Surely not," I said, "Hell, she's kid." "She's almost a year and a half older than me," Tara pointedly said, "And that only makes her a little over a year younger than you." "So, what am I supposed to do, Tara?" "You know how she feels," she grinned, as the song ended, "The rest is up to you." And with that said, she walked away, glancing at me over her shoulder. ~~~~~~ I didn't quite know how to digest what my sister told me about her friend, and needing some time to take it all in, I walked out into the back yard where there was a horse shoe throwing tournament going on. As I sat and watched the guys play, I noticed that most of them had their girlfriends with them. It was then I began to feel lonely, and the thought not of having someone of my own to be with, permeated my very core, making my heart ache. ~~~~~~ The moment I walked back into the house, I made a beeline for the dee-jay. After slipping him a one-hundred- dollar bill, I was ensured by a nod of his head that he would fulfill my request. The moment the slow music began I searched Mandy out. I saw her standing across the room talking with my sister and a couple of other girls they knew. I walked up to her, and with as light a touch as I could muster, I took her hand and softly said, "Honor me by sharing this dance with me." "Oh yes," she cooed, "I'd love to, Travis." ~~~~~~ "I enjoyed the show tonight," Mandy purred, as we danced together, "And I really liked watching you play. "Thank you, Mandy," I smiled, "I'm glad that Tara brought you along." "Really?" she wistfully asked, "I didn't want to be a burden or..." "Hey now," I smiled, interrupting her by lifting her chin so that I could look into her eyes, "How could someone as beautiful as you ever be a burden to me?" "I knew I was right to feel the way I do about you, Travis," she smiled, hugging me tightly to her while she rested her cheek upon mine. A New Life "Oh really," I playfully teased, "And how is that?" "Hmmm, let's see," she demurely smiled, as she leaned partially back "Let me just say that I really like you a lot, and just leave it at that so I don't scare you away." "Alright," I grinned, hugging her back to me, "I can live with it if you can." Needless to say, Mandy stuck to me like glue for the remainder of the party and gave warning glances at any girl who even looked like they were going to come near me. I thought it was cute at the time, but little did I know what it would turn into? Oopps, I'm getting ahead of myself. ~~~~~~ The next morning, Mom and Dad informed me that they weren't going to be able to attend that night's performance because of something that came up with Dad's job. I understood and thanked them for being able to come to at least one of the shows, and right before they left, Mom looked at my sister and sternly said, "You may be a college woman now, but I don't to hear of you giving your brother any trouble. Do I make myself clear, young lady?" "Relax, Mom," I grinned, "She knows that if she gives me any shit, I'll kick her little ass." "That's nice, dear," Mom purred, kissing me on the cheek as she and Dad walked out the door of the suite. ~~~~~~ "How the hell do you do that?" Tara incredulously asked, "Ever since we were both little, you've always gotten away with murder around her." "That's the difference between you and me, little sister," I arrogantly smiled, "I never got caught." "Oh, you shit," she squealed, as she tried to tackle me, "MANDY, COME HELP ME TICKLE TRAVIS." The next thing I knew, I was in the floor, wrestling and covered in a flurry of dark brown hair with female laughter and squeals all around me as they tried to tickle me. ~~~~~~ The show that night was even more spectacular then the night before. The reason for it was because tickets for the second show were made available to all the students who attended the U of H for a discounted price. So, it was safe to say that well over half of the student body was in attendance that night. "Man, you people rock," Mia said into the microphone, as the crowd roared, "I love being in Houston, Texas," inciting the crowd into an even bigger frenzy of uproarious applause. Then after the crowd began to quiet, she winked at me, and said, "My keyboard player went to college right here at the U of H, and he's gonna entertain you all for a while...ladies and gentleman, it gives me great pleasure and honor to introduce to you, one of your own, Mister Travis Jameson." I took the opportunity that night to play everything I'd ever written, and man, did it ever go over well with the crowd. Although I went five minutes over the allowed time slot, Mia still smiled when she came back on the stage. As she walked by me, she turned and said, "You keep playing like that and the labels are gonna be crawling all over you before you know it, sweetie." ~~~~~~ Mia must've known something that I didn't, because at the after party that night; I was approached by a man who was an A&R (Artists and Relations) representative of Warner Brothers Records, asking me if I might be interested in a four album recording contract. "Make that five albums and you've got a deal," Mia said from behind me. I turned around, and grinning at her widely, I asked, "What're you doing?" "Giving you the guidance I never had," she laughed, smacking me on the butt, then turning back to the A&R rep, "We also want a guarantee of release on each album, too." "Will that about do it?" the A&R rep asked me. "Yeah, for now," I grinned, "If there's anything else, I'll put Mia in touch with you." "We'll give you anything you want," he laughed, "Just as long as we don't have to deal with her." ~~~~~~ When I told Tara and Mandy the news of my deal with Warner Brothers Records, they were both ecstatic. The only thing that brought me down was the knowledge that it would be a while before Mandy and I had a chance to get to know one another better. She'd take care of that, as I was about to find out, that very night. It was almost four o'clock in the morning by the time I got to bed. And I couldn't have been in bed for more than thirty minutes when I heard a soft knock at my door. "Travis," Mandy softly said, "Are you awake?" "Yeah," I replied, turning on my bedside lamp, "Come on in." "Hi, handsome," she smiled, dressed in a white teddy, "I was wondering if you wanted any company." "Maybe," I smiled, as I peeled back the covers for her, "It is kind of lonely in here." "Good," she cooed, as she slipped into the bed beside me, "I think I've got something that will take your mind off of it for a while." To say that we fucked with wild abandon would be a lie. Instead we chose a gentler path, and much to my liking, Mandy was on the pill which allowed me to cum inside of her, leaving not only her, but me fulfilled on every level. ~~~~~~ Chapter Three With Mia's help, we negotiated a deal that would put me in the studio as soon as my contract with her was completed, a deal that would guarantee the release of five albums over a period of six years. Thus began the road that led me to where I now stand, but keep reading and you'll understand how it all came to pass. ~~~~~~ Mandy and I saw each other whenever I was near. She would either fly, or I would have her flown to wherever we were playing. This continued on until my time with Mia was nearing its end, and on the last night I played with her; Mandy was right there to be with me after the show. However, I should've known something was going on whenever she began using drugs. Its not that the rest of us weren't doing drugs, it was that Mandy seemed to be snorting enough coke to put down an army. Still though, I loved her; and in my own stupidity, I thought that I would be able to bring her out of it once I was home and had begun working on my first album. ~~~~~~ I leased a house near the studio out in Los Angeles, which was where I decided to call home while I worked on my music. Mandy was seemingly alright and off of the drugs by this time, and again, my dumb ass thought that all was well. We took trips together for not only performances that the label had set up for me, but to also get away for a while so as to be able to spend some time alone, just the two of us. I had a performance one night in Monterrey California at a place called The Embassy Club. Mandy said that she wasn't feeling well and wanted to know if it would be alright if she stayed at the hotel room while I played. Of course I told her that I loved her, and that if she wanted to stay there and rest; then that was fine by me. ~~~~~~ When I got to the club, I found out that the opening act had cancelled their appearance and that I was supposed be on stage in a matter of minutes. Of course, I had no problem with that, and because of it; my performance ended a whole two hours early. This was fine by me, as I wanted to get back to the hotel and Mandy. Imagine my surprise when I opened the door to find Mandy naked, on her hands and knees getting fucked in her pussy as well as her mouth by, which was an even bigger surprise, the two guys who handled the bookings at The Embassy Club. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?" I shouted, making both guys scramble around trying to get dressed as I kicked their asses out the door of my hotel room. After I closed the door, I saw something that I had initially failed to notice when I first walked in. It was the mirror that had been mounted on the wall of the bathroom and was now lying on the table, pilled high with cocaine. "I'm going home," I said to her, and then I left, taking my suitcase with me. ~~~~~~ I got home early the next morning, at six am, after having driven all night to get there. Let me tell you, there's nothing worse than watching the sun rise after having had your heart ripped out by the roots only a few hours before. Because the house that I leased was built during the supposed golden years of Hollywood, there was a deathly silence as I entered it that felt like the souls of the past, coming back from the dead to haunt me. I was definitely tired but for some reason, yeah right, sleep eluded me. I made a pot of coffee, and when it was done, I sat on the back patio with a warm cup trying to figure out where I'd gone wrong with Mandy. Hell, I'd treated her like gold from the first night we spent together. I'd even helped her to get off the drugs so that we could explore our future together. Now, in one night, she had totally shattered that future, or so I thought at the time. Needless to say, I spent the rest of the weekend alone and miserable. ~~~~~~ The following Monday at the studio, I was a train wreck waiting to happen. In his infinite wisdom Chet Hawkins, my producer, sent me home, telling me, "I don't know what's wrong with you kid, but whatever it is, I want you to go home until you've got everything worked out. Besides, you're no good to me, or your fans, in the shape that you're currently in, okay?" God, what a great guy!" ~~~~~~ When I arrived back home, it was ten o'clock and I was surprised to find Mandy sitting on the front porch looking she'd been ridden hard and put to bed wet. "You've got a lot of nerve, showing up here," I angrily spat, "What do you want?" "I came to apologize to you," she began crying, "And to tell you that I still love you very much." "Love?" I scoffed, "You don't know the meaning of the word. The only things you love are coke and cock. "Please give me another chance, Travis, please," she begged, "I'll do anything you want me to, just don't walk away, please." "You look like shit," I softly said, taking pity on her like the idiot I was back then, "Let's get you in the house and cleaned up and then we'll talk, okay." "Okay," she squeaked, as I helped her up. ~~~~~~ "If you want to save our relationship," I said, "Then I want you checked into a rehabilitative hospital by this afternoon." "I'll do it," she agreed, "I'll do anything you ask." "I don't want you to do it because I'm telling you to," I warned her, "You have to do this because you want to." ~~~~~~ That's how things went for the next two months. I worked every day, and went to visit Mandy at the hospital every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday afternoons. And each time I spoke with her, Mandy begged for my forgiveness. I told her that I was more interested in her getting better and that we would talk about us after she was out of the hospital and back home. And because I threw myself into my work to keep my mind off of my home life, I'd managed to finish two albums, the first of which had songs being played on the radio before it was even released. By doing this, the record label had pretty much guaranteed me that my first album would go platinum within a week of its release. ~~~~~~ Mandy was discharged from the hospital with a full bill of health and came home exactly one week before my first album was to be released. For the next few days, we took long walks down the beach and talked. I came to forgive her, and the night before my release party, Mandy and I made love until the sun rose the next morning. ~~~~~~ "Wake up, sleepyhead," she purred, rubbing her naked body against mine, "You've got a big day today." "Oh, that's right," I said, smiling while scratching my head, "The album comes out in a few hours, doesn't it?" "It sure does," Mandy smiled, "And I'm so very proud of you." "Thank you; baby," I replied, hugging her tightly to me, "But not nearly as proud as I am of you." ~~~~~~ That day was one of the finest days of my musical career. Neither Chet, nor the record labels knew that my first album would go gold the day of its release and platinum the day after. It was a magical time back then and the music of that era suggested as much. The war in Vietnam had just ended and the American people were trying to gain back the peace and the love for one another we had each sorely missed. It was good, too, because not only had we lost that war, we lost our souls over there as well, and however difficult it had been for those brave souls that served in that hell hole; the time had come to start healing. ~~~~~~ For the next month the record label began the routine of preparing me for my first tour. Every evening after work, Mandy and I would take long walks down the beach, talking and enjoying one another. Our nights were filled with passion and love, and the week before I left to go on the road, I asked Mandy to marry me. Of course she accepted, and we planned our wedding so that it we could get married the week after my last show in Denver, nine and a half months from the day I was scheduled to leave. ~~~~~~ The first show that I played was at the Hollywood Bowl in L.A. The press turned out in droves, as flashbulbs were popping all around me, and reporters asking me questions from every direction. Mandy was able to attend that show with me, and I saw to it that someone was there to grant her every request throughout the show. My band and I played to a packed house that night, and let me tell you now; there's no feeling in the world that can compare to hearing twenty-thousand people chanting your name after every song you play. ~~~~~~ From L.A. we went to Florida, playing every big venue in the state. I especially enjoyed it when we played to almost eight-thousand people one night at the Orange Bowl Stadium. Up to that point in my career, it had been the biggest venue we'd played, and once again, the press was all over us, asking me all kinds of questions. I would call home every night, sometimes talking to Mandy for two or three hours at a time. God, I missed her, but I could tell by the sound of her voice that she was happy and content. My sister, Tara, even went out to California for a visit which they both enjoyed immensely; and needless to say; my whole family was overjoyed at the news of mine and Mandy's up and coming nuptials. Like I said before, it was a magical time back then, and the joy I felt within me showed in the music I wrote for the next album. Being able to write and record while I was on the road was a very therapeutic thing for me, as it enabled me to pour all of the emotions I was feeling into my music. ~~~~~~ The year was Nineteen Seventy-Six and my second album had been long finished and was just getting ready to be released. We'd just finished playing a show in Atlanta, Georgia one night when the phone in my hotel room rang. It was from my producer, Chet. "Hello," I said, into the receiver. "I've got some great news for you, kid," he replied, the smile on his face obvious in the tone of his voice, "Are you sitting down?" "Yeah, I'm lying on my bed," I laughed, "Now, what's the good news?" "You did it, Travis," he grinned, "You made the cover of Rolling Stone Magazine." "Holy shit," I gasped, "You're kidding me, right?" "I'm serious, kid," Chet smiled, "We're all very proud of here. You'll be meeting with Cameron Crowe and Annie Leibovitz in your hotel at three o'clock of the afternoon before you play the show at Madison Square Garden that night, but I'll be there that morning." "Jesus, Chet," I replied, "I don't know what to say." "Relax, Travis," he laughed, "That's why I'm going to be there with you for the whole interview." ~~~~~~ "Holy shit, baby," Mandy giggled, at the news of my making the cover of Rolling Stone, "It looks like I'm gonna be married to a Rock Star." "Come on, sweetheart," I said, "I'm very serious." "I know you are," she sweetly replied, sniffling, "I'm serious, too, and I love you with all my heart." "Are you crying?" I asked. "No," she giggled, sniffling some more, "I think I'm trying to catch a head cold or something." "Okay then," I stupidly replied, "Try to get some rest, and I'll call you as soon as we get to New York and get settled into our hotel." "Okay, baby," she sniffled, "I love you." "I love you, too, Mandy," I replied, hanging the phone up. I went to sleep that night with a strange feeling overcoming me, but like the dumb ass I was back then; I attributed it to being nervous about the up and coming interview with Rolling Stone Magazine. God, what an idiot I was back then, but then again, I was still quite a bit naïve about a lot of things in those days, too. ~~~~~~ We had a three day layover in Savannah, Georgia, where I would be laying down some tracks for one of Warner Brothers' new artists. Imagine my surprise when I walked into the studio to find none other than Mia, sitting in the chair talking to the studio engineer. "What're you doing here, girl," I asked, while she was oblivious to my presence, "You need to find a real job ya know." "Oh my God," she squealed, leaping from her chair and hugging me tightly around the neck, "What're YOU doing here? The last thing I heard was that you were on tour." "I was in this part of the country so, the label sent me here to play for one of their new artists," I laughed, "Don't tell me it's you." "Guilty," she giggled, "Damn, it's so good to see you, sweetie." "It's good to see you, too," I said, "I've got some good news for you, you're gonna be very proud of me." "Oh, my goodness," she excitedly smiled, "Tell me, what is it?" "I made the cover of Rolling Stone," I proudly replied, "They're going to meet me in New York next week to do the interview and photo shoot." "Oh, Travis," Mia cried, throwing her arms back around me, "I'm so proud of you, baby." "I'm kinda nervous, to tell the truth," I chuckled, "I hope I don't fuck up, but Chet said that he'd be there to help me through it so, I guess it'll be alright....at least I hope so anyway." "Travis, sweetie," she giggled, "I knew you were gonna be a star the very first time I heard you play." "Really?" I asked, "I mean, there are other people who are...." "NO," she firmly interrupted, "You have a very special gift, Travis. And not only do you play extremely well, but you have the ability to write songs that touch peoples hearts. That comes but once in a great while, sweetie, and I want to let you know how very proud of you that I am." "Thanks Mia," I smiled, "That means a lot to me, especially coming from you." "Don't let it go your head, Ace," she teased, smacking me on the butt, "You've still got some sessions to do here, which means you work for me......again." It was a lot of fun to be working with Mia again, and it was something that I needed, just when I needed it. Mia told me that she thought my first album was a work of pure art, and that she couldn't wait to hear my next one. When she asked me if I would autograph a copy of my first album, I smiled and said, "Bullshit, you're my competition now." It elicited a playful smack to the back of my head, accompanied by a kiss on the cheek. Of course I signed her copy of my album, and thanked her for all that she'd done for me by making damn sure that whoever read the inscription knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that Mia was one of my closest friends whom I loved dearly. ~~~~~~ The trip from Savannah to New York was a leisurely ride up I-95 that took a little less than four days. When we arrived at hotel, I was stunned to discover that we were gonna be staying at the Waldorf Astoria. "Damn," I said to the rest of the guys in the band, "It looks like truly have arrived," which elicited a bunch of laughter and light hearted teasing. I haven't talked about the guys in my band so; this presents the perfectly opportune time to do so. David Helms, my guitar player, graduated from Julliard with a Master's Degree in classical guitar. This guy played his ass off, and still does, but I would be willing to put him up against any other guitar player, any where, any time. I know that sounds very cocky and arrogant of me, but I feel that he's really that good and can hold his own. A New Life "Johnny Baker, my bass player, and Jimmy Baker, my drummer, are twin brothers and the best rhythm section a recording artist could ever ask for. They both went to what was then North Texas State University, they both played in the One O'clock Jazz band (North Texas' crème of the crop among the music students), and received Master's Degree's in their chosen instruments. Besides, they had been playing together ever since they were eight years old and came, to roughly put it, as a package deal. And once the word was out about how good they were, artists who were bigger than me were trying to steal them away from me, but because my band mates are all three, very loyal people, God love them, they stayed with me. So, now you know about those guys who, to this day, are all still very close and good friends. We basically all grew up together while we were on the road that first year, and in doing so; a tighter bond was formed between us than those of people simply just playing together. I didn't look at those guys as employees who were trying to make a decent living, nor did they look at me as their boss. We simply looked at it as a group of good friends who just happened to play music together. ~~~~~~ "Well, hello there, fellas," Chet smiled, as we exited the tour bus in front of the hotel, "You made good time and I hope you got some sleep last night, Travis; you've got a busy day today." "Yeah," I grinned, "I slept fine, thanks." "Good," he laughed, handing me a set of keys, "Go get settled in to your hotel room, call your girlfriend, then you and the rest of the band meet me down in the restaurant in an hour, okay?" ~~~~~~ "Hi, baby" I excitedly said, when Mandy picked up the phone, "How are you?" "Hi, baby, "she purred, "I love you." There was something different in the way she spoke this time, making me wonder if she was alright, and I asked, "Are you okay, Sweetheart, you sound like you just woke up." "No," she lightly giggled, "It's this cold medicine the doctor gave me. I'm alright, I promise." "Okay," I warily replied, "If you say so." "Relax, baby," she giggled, "You worry too much, now get to work ya bum." ~~~~~~ As I rode the elevator down to the restaurant I wondered if Mandy was alright. A little voice inside of my head told me that something was definitely amiss. But I had promised Mandy that I would trust her when she balked at the idea of having my sister come stay at the house with her. It made me wonder if I had done the right thing in leaving her by herself. Time would only tell, and it would either end in heartbreak or happiness. Still though, I believe in the power of positive thought and gave her the benefit of the doubt, regardless of how I felt about it. ~~~~~~ "Hey, guys," I said, greeting my band mates as they sat with Chet drinking coffee, "What's going on, Chet?" "I need to ask you all something," he said, "And I want you to think about it before you answer me." "Okay," I grinned, taking a seat, "What is it?" "Now I want you all to keep an open mind," he said, "Okay?" "Damn, Chet," I laughed, as the rest of the guys did, "Just tell us." I knew who he was talking about the minute he said, "What would you guys think about having a female on tour with you as your opening act?" "Mia," I grinned, "You're talking about Mia, aren't you?" "Yeah," he said, "But how did you know?" "Who do you think I was paying with when you guys found me," I asked, "And who do you think I laid down the tracks for, in Georgia?" "So you know her then," Chet knowingly grinned. "We've friends for quite a while now," I replied smiling, "And I don't know about the rest of the band, but it wouldn't bother me one bit. "We agree," said Johnny, receiving positive nods from Jimmy and Dave." "It's all settled then," smiled Chet, "She'll meet you guys in Boston and follow you for the rest of the tour." "That's great, Chet" I conspiratorially grinned, "Does she know yet?" "No," Chet replied, "I wasn't sure whether or you guys would like it?" "Good, you can tell about the gig," I laughed, "But don't tell her who she's gonna be opening for, I want to surprise her." ~~~~~~ We were all having lunch at Tavern on the Green that day when a group of beautiful young ladies came to our table. They were all wearing sweaters the bore the Julliard Insignia, and walking up to Dave, the prettiest of the group leaned down and said, "Can we have your autograph, Mister Helms?" "Sure, but don't you want Travis' autograph," Dave grinned, "After all, he's the Star of this group; I'm just a guitar player." "That's nice," she condescendingly replied, looking down her nose at me, "But he didn't go to Julliard and you did," causing me to break out in uproarious laughter. And I could've kissed Dave right there when he said, "You know what, little girl? I think you have your priorities messed up when it comes to where you receive your education. She went to speak up but Dave continued, "And while I understand that Julliard takes only the finest students under their tutelage, playing the music is the easy part. It's what you do with that gift that counts in life so; until you learn the difference, please, excuse me for refraining from signing an autograph for you at this time." "So, what're you trying to say?" she huffed. "What I'm saying is don't go away mad, sweetie," Dave smiled, "Just go away." "Damn Dave," I laughed, as they stomped away, "That was kind of harsh wasn't it?" "Fuck them, and people like them," Dave spat, "I had to deal with spoiled rich assholes like that who thought they were God's gift to music when I went there. And I promised myself that I would never let them treat people the way they treated me." That was the day that I came to love Dave the way I do now, the same way I feel about all three of those guys. ~~~~~~ "So, tell us, Travis," Cameron asked, "What do think about the way everyone has treated you?" "With everyone, you mean the label or the fans?" I grinned. "Okay," Cameron smiled, "Let's start with the fans. What do you think of the way your album has sold so many copies in such a short time after its release?" "Hell, man," I laughed, "The fans are the reason I'm out here on the road, playing different places each night. If it weren't for them, then I wouldn't have a reason to play." So, you're saying that you're only doing this for the fans then," Cameron asked, "What about the record label?" "Don't get me wrong," I told him, "The gang at Warner Brothers have been great to me. But they depend on the fans just like I do, so, realistically speaking; we're both doing this because of the fans." I looked over at Chet who sat silently in the corner of the room with a contented smile curling the ends of his mouth. ~~~~~~ The photo shoot with Annie went great. She's nice lady who knew how the get the best out of me. She would ask me questions about different things and then photograph the look on my face as I spoke of different aspects of my life. All in all, it was great afternoon spent for me, and I won't ever forget it either. ~~~~~~ "HELLO, NEW YORK," I said into the microphone, as soon as we took the stage, the people applauding and whistling loudly, "ARE YOU READY TO ROCK???" We began playing and the audience grew into a cheering frenzy, the likes of which none of us had ever seen before. Girls were flashing their tits from the front row, and one girl even took off her panties right there and then threw them at me onto the stage. Man, it was crazy, a good kind of crazy, but crazy none the less. They knew every word to every song and sang right along with us as we performed. I looked over at the other guys and they were rocking just as much as I was. I knew beyond a doubt now, that I had chosen the right profession and God had blessed me with the gift that he gave me. ~~~~~~ "Man," I said in the dressing room after the show, "It was crazy out there tonight." "Holy shit, Travis," Jimmy laughed, "I still can't believe that girl took off her panties right there. I could even see her twat, holy shit!" "What're you talking about, brother," Johnny laughed, "We all saw her pussy." ~~~~~~ The moment I stepped into the hotel, the concierge handed me an urgent note from my sister that said I needed to call her the moment I got the message. I thanked him with a fifty dollar tip and made my way to my room. ~~~~~~ "Hello," Tara groggily replied when she answered the phone. "Hey sis, it's me," I said, "Are you okay? Are Mom and Dad alright?" "We're fine, Travis," she grimly replied, "Its Mandy, I think she's back on the drugs again." "Why do you say that?" I asked, "Have you talked to her?" "Well, I flew into L.A. a couple of days ago for a job interview," she told me, "And I thought I'd surprise Mandy. But when I got to the house, she wouldn't let me in because she said that she didn't want me to come into a messy house." "She wouldn't even open the door for you?" "She opened it wide enough for me to be able to see that she looked like death warmed over," Tara began to cry, "And I'm really scared for her, Travis." "Don't you worry your pretty head, baby girl," I soothed her, "I'll take care of it. In the mean time, don't let on to Mom and Dad that anything is wrong. Can you do that for me?" "Okay, Travis," she sniffled, "But please hurry. ~~~~~~ The moment I got off of the phone I was knocking on Chet's door two minutes later. "This better be good," he said, opening the door in his pajamas, "What's up, kid?" "I need four days away," I told him, as I walked into his room and sat down in a chair. "You can't do that," Chet said, "You've got two radio interviews tomorrow and a television appearance the next day." "Reschedule them if you have to," I replied, my eyes filling with tears, "I've got to get home...It's Mandy, Chet," and then I broke down crying, "She's in trouble and she needs me." "There, there," he soothed, "Okay then, I'll take care of it, but I want you in tip top shape when you play Boston, five days from now." Chet also took care of my flight arrangements for me, and because the next flight out didn't leave until five o'clock the next morning; I went back to my room and tried to sleep...NOT! ~~~~~~ Chapter Four I was as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs when the plane touched down at LAX. Because I had no baggage, I took the first cab in line and headed out into the Hollywood hills and whatever was waiting for me when I got there. ~~~~~~ I noticed a strange car pulled up in the driveway as the cab neared the house. I told the cabbie to drive a block down and then got out. Once I paid my fare, I walked silently back to the house and up onto the front porch. I heard it the moment I opened the front door. It was a deep male voice reverberating from down the hall that said, "Oh, Yeah baby, that's it. Suck Big Daddy's cock for your dope, you fuckin whore." As I rounded the corner, I saw this asshole sitting on the couch with his pants off and his head thrown back. I also saw Mandy naked on her knees with his cock down her throat. In order to for them not to see me, I silently backed off, trying to keep the contents of my stomach from rushing up my throat and out of my mouth. I knew that I kept a shotgun in the front closet, and with that in mind, I snuck back up the hall to the front door. After reaching in and securing my weapon and making sure it was loaded, I took the safety off and walked into the living room. "BOOM!!" the shotgun reported, as I fired a round into the ceiling. Then I quickly chambered another round and pointed at the guy and said, "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my house, asshole?" "This bitch owes me money," he replied, as he cautiously pulled his pants back up, "I'm just here to collect a debt, man." "How much does she owe you"? I asked, reaching into my pocket with one while keeping my shotgun trained on him. "She owes me almost five-hundred bucks," he replied. I threw him a wad of seven one-hundred dollar bills and growled, "Here's seven hundred, now take it and get the fuck out of here; and if I ever see you back here I will kill you on site. Do I make myself clear?" "No problem," he replied, and then made a hasty retreat, closing the front door behind him. All that was left for me to do was to deal with Mandy the only way I knew how. ~~~~~~ "Please don't go," she tearfully begged, as I packed my bags, "I'm really sorry, baby, and I promise not to ever let this happen again." "Yeah, right," I sarcastically laughed, "That's what you said about what happened in Monterrey, when I walked in on you as you were being pounded at each end by those two guys from the Embassy Club." "Please," she cried, "Please give me another chance." "I wish that I could, I really do, "I replied, shaking my head, "But I've given you too many chances already; and you've blown every single one of them, not to mention probably half of the male populous in the country...goodbye," and then I sadly walked away, closing the front door behind me on the way out. ~~~~~~ I climbed into the cab that I'd called right after I threw "Big Daddy" out of my house and headed back to the airport, where I called my sister. After I'd told Tara what had happened, she cried and said, "I'm so sorry, Travis. Can you come home for a few days?" "That's why I'm calling you," I wearily replied, "My flight arrives in Houston this afternoon at two o'clock. Can you come pick me up?" "Oh my God, Yes, of course," she sweetly relied, "Give me your flight information and I'll be waiting." "Thanks a lot, baby girl," I said, after I gave her the information, "I love you." "I've always loved you, Travis," she smiled, "And I always will." ~~~~~~ "Hey, big brother," Tara smiled, hugging me as soon as I exited the plane and entered the terminal at Hobby Airport in Houston, "You look tired." "It's good to see you, too, baby girl, "I replied, simply holding onto her for a moment. On the way home I told her everything, withholding nothing until I had simply given out and fell asleep right there in the car. Tara let me lay my head in her lap while she drove us back to her house there in Houston near Buffalo Speedway. The next thing I knew was that I was being roused from my sleep and then being led into Tara's house, straight back to her guest room. ~~~~~~ I don't remember taking off my clothes, but when I awoke the next morning, I was under the covers, and wearing only my underwear. I sat up in the bed and rubbed my eyes, but not before I smelled the heavenly aroma of fresh coffee coming from somewhere down the hall. I pulled my jeans back on and then followed my nose until it took me down the hall and into the kitchen, where I found Tara wearing one of my old tee shirts with a pair of cut-off sweat pants, which were also mine, drinking a cup of coffee. "Good morning big brother," she happily chirped, getting up to get me a cup of coffee, "You look better than you did last night, but you smell worse." "Hush," I teasingly grumbled, "You know I'm an asshole until I've had my first cup of coffee." "Is that right," she giggled, "What about after you've had your first cup of coffee, what's your excuse for being an asshole then?" "Has anyone ever told you what a pain in the ass you are?" I said, leaning down and kissing her soft pretty cheek, making her blush. "I've got some news that I think you're gonna like," I told her as I sat down with her at the table, "Mia is going to be opening for us for the rest of the tour." "I don't understand that one," Tara smiled, "I mean no disrespect, but shouldn't it be the other way around?" "She was on an independent label when I worked for her," I informed her, "But then I got picked up by Warner Brothers, and they carry a lot of weight in the music industry." "I don't understand," she replied, "What does that mean?" "Warner bought out her contract last month," I said, "And that means she's just like a new artist as far as they're concerned, and she has to pay her dues with them before she can become a headline act. That's why she's opening for us." "Yeah," Tara said, "But she's been around a lot longer than you have." "Maybe so," I pointedly said, "And while I love her to death, she doesn't have an album that went Gold the first day of its release and double platinum less than three weeks later. I know that I sound like an arrogant asshole, but it is what it is." "What do you mean, sound like an arrogant asshole," Tara teased, "You are an arrogant asshole, but I love you very much," and then she got up and came around to my side of the table then threw her arms around my neck, and whispered, "I've missed you so much, and I'm so glad that you're here." "Me, too, baby sister," I replied, coddling her, "Me, too." ~~~~~~ At Tara's suggestion we drove the sixty miles from Houston to Mom and Dad's, and little did I realize until I got there, that it would be just what I needed at the time. Unbeknownst to me, Tara had called home while I slept the night before and relayed to them the information that I had shared with her. I wasn't the least bit angry because of it either, hell, if the truth were know, I was glad that I wouldn't have to go through it again. ~~~~~~ "Come here, baby," Mom softly said, taking me into her arms as soon as I stepped out of the car, "Mama's right here and you're going to be alright now." And I know it sounds childish, but even as a grown man I again felt like that little boy so many years ago when Mom could always love away my pain. I stood there in her arms enjoying the comfort I felt right then; and before I knew it, Tara and Dad had their arms around us. Then the dam broke and the floodwaters began to rain down my face and I must've stood in the driveway of my parent's home for a good five minutes crying like a newborn. However, nothing has the healing power like that of the love of family, and before long, I began to regain my composure. "You feel better now?" Mom soothed, "Come on in, baby, and we'll sort this out together, all of us." ~~~~~~ "Maybe you need to stay away from the drugs, Travis," Dad said, as soon as they heard my side of the story, "You're a grown man, and I can't tell you what to do anymore, but I do know that I raised you to know better than that shit." "That's just it, Dad," I replied, "I gave that crap up after I caught her that first time. I guess I shouldn't have left her by herself." "Mandy has always done exactly what Mandy wanted to do," Tara replied, "Hell, I begged her to stay way from you, but look what she did. She's always been a selfish cunt." "Tara," Mom scolded, blushing brightly while me and Dad laughed like fools, "Oh hush, you two." "I was just telling the truth," Tara innocently replied, batting her big blue eyes, "Oh, come on, Mom. It's not like you've never heard the word 'cunt'." "Damn, girl," Mom giggled, "Are you ever gonna quit being a pain in my ass?" "I doubt it," Tara teased, "But I still love you, Mom." ~~~~~~ Mom made Tara help her in the kitchen and they made fried pork chops with mashed potatoes and gravy, and some green beans with a light vegetable salad. Having my first home cooked meal in almost two years was just what the doctor ordered, and after dinner Dad called me into his study. ~~~~~~ Dad poured us each a brandy to enjoy while we talked. "I'm not trying to butt into your affairs" Dad said, "But, are you making good money with this music thing?" "I'm doing well, Dad," I smiled, reassuring him, "I've managed to save over fifty-thousand dollars." I could literally see Dad breathe a sigh of relief as he smiled and reached into his desk drawer. He retrieved a large manila envelope and laid it on the table, then looked at me and said, "You mother and I never got the chance to give you a proper present when you graduated from college,' then he slid the envelope across his desk toward me, "There's twenty-thousand dollars inside that envelope and your mother and I want you to have it." A New Life "Come on, Dad," I objected, "You don't have to do this, really." "Do you know how proud it makes me feel to be able to tell the guys down at the law firm that my son has a double platinum album out there," Dad proudly replied, his eyes filling with tears, "It felt even better when I got to tell those arrogant cocksuckers at the country club." All I could do was laugh and tell him, "Thanks, Dad. I love you." "I love you, too, son," he smiled, "If your next album is as good as the first, you're gonna be fucking rich." "Shit, Dad," I laughed ~~~~~~ The fellowship with my family was just what I needed, and as promised, I was back with the band in Boston a couple of days later. ~~~~~~ "Hi, boss," I smiled, as I greeted Chet at the hotel, "I told you I'd be here." "How are you feeling, kid," he asked, "Are you alright?" "Not completely," I replied, "But I'm gonna be okay." "That's good," he smiled, patting me on the shoulder, "But if you ever need to talk, you can count on me." "Thanks, Chet," I replied smiling, "That means a lot to me, buddy." ~~~~~~ Mia played her ass off that night, and like every other night afterward, at the end of her performance, she stepped up to the microphone and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to introduce someone I love like a baby brother, Mister Travis Jameson." The as she walked past me on her way off stage, she always grinned and said, "Time to show me what you've got, Superstar." "Yeah right," I'd grin, "Get out of here, ya smart ass." ~~~~~~ For the next ninety days I trudged my way through the rest of our concert schedule, and every night afterward, I could always be found sitting alone in my hotel room with either a fat joint to smoke and then some cartoons after ward, or I'd sometimes just sit out on my balcony and try to count the stars until I'd eventually fall asleep. The only thing that kept me sane during that time was having the knowledge that it would all be over soon, and that I would be able to take three months off to refuel and recharge. And because I was so very close to everyone in my band, as well as Chet, I could always talk things over with one of them whenever I felt the pressure becoming too much for me to bear. Man, what a great group of people! ~~~~~~ Our final show was at The Summit in Houston, which I made sure that my sister and my parents were in attendance. Dad later told me, that when the front row tickets and all access passes were delivered to him at the office, the head of the firm offered him ten-thousand dollars a piece for them. "What's the matter with you, Dad," I teased, "You just missed the opportunity to recoup the twenty grand you gave me." "Yeah, and I almost did," he slyly grinned, "But then I would've had to deal with your Mom afterward; and it was worth that much to keep her off my ass." And when I asked Tara why she requested an extra ticket and pass, she giggled and said, "It's for my boyfriend, who, by the way, is a musician, too, and he adores your music." "He sounds like a good man to me," I chuckled, "What's he doing with you?" "Oh, Travis," she giggled again, "You can be such an asshole sometimes." ~~~~~~ I saw to it that my family was brought directly to my dressing room immediately after the show, and the moment I walked through the door, Mom gathered me in her arms, and after kissing me on the cheek, said, "That was so good, baby, and you sounded great. I love you, sweetie." "Thanks Mom," I grinned, hugging her back, "I love you, too." I looked at the guy who Tara was with, and extending my hand to him, I said, "Hi, I'm Travis, what's your name?" "Travis," my sister intervened, "This is Mark Davidson, and he plays guitar, and he has his own band, too." "Very cool," I smiled, shaking his hand, "When can I come hear you guys play?" "We're playing tomorrow night, Mister Jameson," he excitedly replied, "We'd love for you to come. I'll even put you on the guest list." Pointing to my dad across the room, I laughed and replied, "That's Mister Jameson over there, my name is Travis, okay Mark?" "Okay, Travis," he brightly grinned, "Thanks." "It's cool, bro," I replied, patting him on the shoulder, "But beware of my little sister. She can be a real bitch sometimes." "Fuck you, Travis," Tara spat, "And you can be a real bastard sometimes, too." "Tara," Mom scolded, "Watch your language." "My ass, Mom," she growled, "He shouldn't have said that about me in front of my boyfriend." "Oh, so you don't care if I call you a bitch then," I teased, hugging her "Just not in front of your boyfriend, does that about cover it?" "You're such an asshole," she whispered, giggling into my ear while playfully smacking me. ~~~~~~ The next day Dad took me to the jaguar car dealer ship that was owned by a friend of his, where I bought a new car. It was a midnight blue Jaguar XJS convertible, with tan leather interior and a BOSE stereo system. Of course, Dad had to drive it on the way home while I followed him in his Mercedes; and when we pulled up into their driveway, Dad got out smiling wildly and said, "Be careful with this thing, boy. It's a mighty powerful car." "Yes, sir," I knowingly grinned, "I'll be sure to take that into consideration from now on." ~~~~~~ I found out through my little sister that Mark's band was playing at The Second Office Club, a place not far from her apartment, as well as a place that I'd played many times during my college years. I made sure to sneak in through the back door so as not to spoil it for Mark and his band. After all, I was there to listen not perform. I made sure that I had my hair pulled back into a ponytail and tucked into the back of my shirt, accompanied by one of my old ball caps so that I couldn't easily be recognized. However, as soon as I reached Tara's table, Mark's band stopped in the middle of the song they were playing, and then Mark stepped up to the microphone and said, Ladies and Gentlemen, it gives me great honor to introduce someone you all know. He has honored us by coming to hear us play. So, now I want to honor him by saying, Welcome to The Second Office Club, Travis Jameson." The crowd went wild as I stood up and waved. "I wish he hadn't done that," I whispered to Tara, as I sat back down. "You're a Superstar now," Tara teased, "You'd better get used to it, big brother." "Shut up, you," I chuckled, "Ya smart ass." Once they began playing again, I recognized the song as being one of my own. They did a fantastic job on it, and when they were done, nobody cheered louder than me. I had to admit that they were very good, and listening to them play reminded me of days gone by, simpler times when I didn't have all the extra bullshit to worry about. ~~~~~~ During their break, the whole band came to the table to meet me. Mark introduced me to his band mates, who all invited me to come up onto the stage and play with them during the next set. I was about to politely decline when I felt Tara kick me under the table, letting me know that she would object if I did. So, as opposed to declining their offer and facing the wrath of my little sister, I simply smiled and said, "Thanks fellas, I'd be honored, but wait until the set is almost over, okay?" "No problem, Travis," Mark brightly smiled. ~~~~~~ Once I was onstage, we began by playing one of my songs that reached number one; a song called "Eternal Changes", and then finished the set with Joe Cocker's version of "Feelin Alright." The crowd went nuts, and flashbulbs were going off everywhere throughout the club during the whole time I was on stage with Mark's band, who called themselves "The Bail Jumpers" ~~~~~~ "Ya know, you guys are very good," I told Mark, during the next break, "You ought to put a demo package together." "That's all well and good," Mark replied, "But I wouldn't know who to send it to, Travis." "You put the package together," I told him, "And if you guys are really serious, then I'll put in the right hands, trust me." "You'd do that for us?" Mark asked. "Why not," I replied, "You guys are too damn good to just be playing in bars." ~~~~~~ Chapter Five "So, what're you gonna do for the next three months, son?" Dad asked me, over breakfast the next morning. "I don't know," I replied, "I was kinda hoping that you and Mom might let me stay at the beach house down on Padre Island for a little while." "I think that's a great idea, sweetheart," Mom said from behind me, rubbing my shoulder as she set a plate full of food on the table in front of me, "I think you need to get away from everyone for a while. "I agree," said Dad, "I think you're mother might be onto something, son." ~~~~~~ Bright and early the next morning, I found myself heading south down highway 59 which would indirectly take me to Corpus Christi and then on to Padre Island. It was a nice drive that took me roughly ten hours to make, but when I pulled up in front of the beach house, a smile came to my face as I remembered all the times Tara and I played on the beach together when we were children. ~~~~~~ After calling Mom and Dad to let them know that I made it there safely, I took off to the store to get enough food to hold me for the two months that I would be staying there. Thankfully I wasn't recognized and I managed to make it back to the house with no incident, and unloaded my groceries into house and stocked the cupboards. ~~~~~~ I had stopped on the way down and eaten so; I didn't cook anything that night. What I did do, however, was to fill the hot tub and turn on the heater as soon as I got there, and now that I was back from the store, the water had just about reached its optimal temperature? Because I was the only one there, I simply took off my clothes and hopped right on in. The weather was nice and I enjoyed being in the warm water and the soothing effect it had on my body. As I laid my head back and looked up at the night sky, a calmness overtook me, making all of the emotional strain from the past couple of months slowly fade away. And I went to bed that night and fell into the first restful slumber I'd had in quite sometime. ~~~~~~ I awoke bright and early the next morning, and after a hearty breakfast; I decided that I would try my hand at surf fishing. I still remembered when Dad and I would sink two four-foot pieces of four-inch PVC piped into the sand in order to put our poles in. I always baited my own hook, but as a young boy; I couldn't cast my line as far out into the surf as Dad did so, he always cast mine out for me. I looked in the old storage closet and sure enough, everything was still there. After making a quick run down the beach and back to the bait shop by the pier, it took hardly any time for me to cast my line out and then set my pole into the pipe that I'd driven into the sand. ~~~~~~ My line had been in the water for about thirty minutes when all at once; I saw the tip of my rod begin to violently shake. Had I not picked up the pole in time, whatever was on the other end would've pulled it into the sea. The moment I took hold of my fishing pole, I knew that I had something very big on the line. The fish began swimming with the current so, in order to tire it out more rapidly; I pulled against the current. ~~~~~~ I had been fighting this fish for a good forty minutes when I saw a good sized dorsal fin breaking the surf. By this time my arms were quickly turning into Jello®. And as opposed to using my arms any longer, I simply turned and ran further up onto the shore and then reeled the line in as I slowly walked back down to the water. After the fifth time I came back down the shore, I could see that I'd hooked a Blue Shark that was roughly six feet long. I knew that Blue Sharks never got any bigger than twelve feet long so, this one must've been a baby. Still though, I'd read newspaper articles and had seen on the news about fishermen that got their asses torn up trying to dislodged the hooks from their mouths. I knew that I wasn't going to keep the shark so; I was going to have to be extremely careful in removing the hook from its mouth. I pulled on my fishing line just to make sure that he was grounded enough for me not to get hurt, God help me. I made sure to put on a pair of leather gloves that Dad had always kept handy for instances such as this, before I approached the fish. There was still a sufficient amount of water flowing over him to aerate his gills yet; he was shallow enough that he couldn't easily get away. Besides, the son-of-bitch weighed enough that I couldn't pull him any further onto shore, even if I wanted to. When I walked up on grounded shark, he began to thrash, splashing water everywhere. As I bent over to grab a hold of his snout, a large wave washed ashore, allowing the shark enough water to flip his tail and knock me onto my ass. And as the shark brought his head back around toward me, the little bastard bit into the calf of my right leg, making me scream out at the top of my lungs. The shark had a good hold on me by this time, and the only thing I could think of doing was to repeatedly punch the fucker in its left eye, and that's exactly what I did, too. He immediately let go of me, and I climbed onto the shore as quickly as I could. The water was polluted with my blood and I knew that there would soon be other sharks nearby so, I waited until the next wave came to lift the shark from the sand and then cut the line and let it go. ~~~~~~ Leaving my fishing gear where it lay, I took off my, shirt, wrapped it tightly around my leg, then crawled to the house and called for an ambulance. I then climbed out onto the porch and waited, becoming dizzier by the second due to the loss of blood; and the last thing I remembered was seeing a bunch of flashing lights approaching in the distance. ~~~~~~ When I opened my eyes again, I was in the emergency room of the Corpus Christi Medical Center. And then suddenly I heard a strangely familiar female voice off in the distance saying, "Hold still, Travis. You're going to be fine, I promise you," and then I blacked out again. ~~~~~~ When I awoke again and was fully alert, I found myself in a hospital room with Mom, Dad, and Tara standing around my bed with tears raining down their faces. "How do you feel, baby," Mom cried, as she gently ran her palm down the side of my face. "I'm alright," I said, "My leg hurts like hell." "I'll bet it does," Dad gently smiled, "You've been out for two whole days now, and the doctor said that you were lucky to come away with most all of you leg in tact. What the hell happened?" "I got into a pissing contest with a Blue Shark," I painfully laughed, "And lost." "Dammit, Travis," Tara cried, leaning down and throwing her arms around my neck, "You scared the hell out of us. You should know better than to mess with a damn shark." "I guess you're right, little sister," I smiled, "I've learned my lesson, trust me, sweetie." "It's not funny," she smiled, wiping the tears from her face, trying desperately not to laugh. A knock on my hospital room door suddenly broke up our conversation as it swung open, followed by a face from my past that I never thought I'd ever see again. "I know you," I said, "Don't I?" "Yes, Travis Jameson," she sweetly replied, "You most certainly do, but we'll talk about that later. The Doctor has ordered me to give you this shot, and it's going to make you sleepy so; I want you to roll over on your left side for me." I did as she asked, all the while looking into her face, trying to remember where I'd seen her before. I felt the stab of the needle, as well as the burn of the medication as she injected it into the muscle tissue on my ass, and shortly thereafter, I began to get drowsy, to the point that I could no longer hold my eyes open. ~~~~~~ I dreamt that I was somewhere, but didn't' know exactly where. It was dark all around me, and I felt like I was caught in a void that transcended time and space. Suddenly there was a bright light in the distance and as opposed to hearing it, I felt her voice as she called my name from somewhere off in the darkness. It was a fitful dream at best, but when I awoke again; the sun was shining brightly through the window of my room. As my eyes came into focus, there she sat, beside me on the bed with a beautiful smile across her beautiful face. ~~~~~~ "Hi," she softly said, "How are you feeling this morning?" "I'm okay, I guess," I replied, looking around the room, "Where is my family?" "They'll be back this afternoon," she smiled, and then her face turned grim, "I've got some bad news for you though." "Oh, no," I said panicking, "I'm gonna lose my leg." "No, silly," she delightfully giggled, "But I do have to change the bandages today, and it's not going to be a pleasant experience, I assure you." "Whew," I sighed, "Is that all?" "Is that all," she laughed, "It's going to hurt like hell, Travis." "There you go again," I crossly replied, "You know my name and I can't remember yours." "I'll give you hint," she smiled, "I saw you play in Dallas with Mia." As soon as it hit me, I grinned from ear-to-ear and almost shouted, "Hillary, your name is Hillary Mason." "That's right," she grinned, showing off a beautiful set of straight, pearly white teeth beneath the most hypnotic blue eyes I'd ever seen, "You've been very busy since the last time we saw each other, too." "Oh, my God, Hillary," I grinned, "What, in the world, are you doing all the way down here?" "That's easy," she giggled, "I grew up here, but we can talk while I'm changing your dressing, okay?" "Okay," I uneasily replied, "Is it going to hurt really bad?" "I'm pretty good at this," she cryptically smiled, "But I'll try to be as easy as possible." My leg was dressed and bandaged all the way from the bottom of my knee, down to the top of my ankle, and from the size of the bandage that had been put on it; there had apparently been a lot of swelling. This was the first time I'd looked at it since I'd pulled it from the shark's mouth, and as Hillary began to slowly peal away the layers of dressings, the pain was so intense that I felt myself becoming nauseous. ~~~~~~ Where there had once been a healthy leg, was now a swollen mass of dark, misshapen flesh with over seven hundred red angry stitches going in several different around the entire circumference of my lower leg. It seemed that the shark had only bitten me as opposed to taking a chunk out of my leg, as he'd let go of me after the first punch to the eye that I'd given him. My lower leg was swollen from not only being bitten, but also from the compression of the flesh during the bite itself. But the Doctor told me the prognosis was excellent, and that I would be almost back to normal in a few months. In other words, my leg was going to heal nicely with out any complications...but, I was going to have not only a great story to be able to tell my friends, but I was going to have a nasty scar as proof. And because of my own dumb-ass ways, yes, it's a guy thing; I proudly smiled a little at the thought of it. "Do you think you might be able to stand up for me?" Hillary softly asked, "You'll be a whole lot easier to wash with you standing in the shower, or, you can lay right there and get the bed all wet." "I think I'd better try to stand up," I laughed, "God forbid I should wet my bed, huh?" "Good for you," she giggled, "With that kind of attitude, you'll be out of here in no time." When she peeled back the covers for me, I was thankful that someone had put a pair of scrub pants on me. And while helping me get out of the bed, Hillary said, "Feel free to lean on me for support if you need to, I can take it." A New Life Chapter 1 Nadia VanZant stood looking over the balcony of her Manhattan penthouse apartment with a cup of coffee watching the sunrise. This was her daily ritual to give thanks for another day of waking up. This was the hour just before the hustle and bustle of New York really kicked in. She had thought Atlanta was a big city in her younger years, but it didn't compare to New York. Nadia had moved to New York just after graduating college, and it had been tough to adjust to. She needed a place to start fresh though, and what better place for a future marketing tycoon than New York. Her parents had thought she was crazy, but she knew she needed a change of pace. It had been a great career move for her. She had a great job that she had already received multiple promotions from, and made enough for her to live a pretty luxurious life for a 29 year old in New York. Not that she had ever lived in anything else but luxury. Her old college roommate Alyssa had been her life saver in getting accustomed to the new city. Alyssa had originally been from New York so when they both graduated from Spelman they packed up to head north. She remembered their years on campus like yesterday. They had went through some crazy times, but even though they were so close then it seemed like now she only got to talk to her every couple months. Funny how time changes things. Realizing her mind had gone off track, Nadia refocused her attention on her morning prayers. Afterward she headed to get showered and dressed for work. Nothing was a quicker way to a heart attack than the stress that came with the mountains of work she got at Saatchi. Luckily, she had no social life so she had plenty of time to devote to her projects. She made the morning commute on the crowded subway swiftly, and was in her office by 8:00 a.m. "Nadia, girl I have got to tell you about my weekend," Nathan sashayed over to her desk. Nathan was her best friend at work. His off the wall stories kept her laughing all day. "So I went to this bar with that guy I was telling you about who has the nice apartment but terrible shoes, and you would not believe what happened. I'm looking great, feeling even better, and having a drink with him when his friend comes up and starts getting in my face about stealing his man. Well you know I had to let him know about himself because you know I don't play that..." Nathan continued on in his over the top voice while Nadia half listened and half worked. She laughed at his drama filled weekend tale until finally Nadia had to cut him off as she had to actually focus on her work. The first part of her day was always spent on emails. It seemed like every time she opened her inbox on a Monday there were always at least 200 new messages. Didn't people rest on the weekends? She had broken her work Blackberry intentionally so she could disconnect from work when she stepped out those revolving doors. After answering all urgent messages, Nadia headed to her 10 a.m. meeting. When she opened the door she had to catch her breathe. There in front of her stood what had to be one of the most gorgeous men she had seen in person. "Hello, you must be Nadia VanZant. I'm Kenneth Jackson nice to meet you," Kenneth said while extending his hand. She was just focusing on not drooling. In front of her stood a man who was at least 6'5", golden brown skin, hazel brown eyes, a perfect white smile, and the sexiest deep voice she had ever heard. He reminded her a little of Shemar Moore or Terrance Howard, two of her favorite male actors. Nadia almost felt like she was having an out of body experience as she shook hands and greeted him, because she couldn't remember anything but him smiling. Surprisingly Kenneth was almost completely oblivious to the fact that Nadia was checking him out. However that was only because he was checking her out. He had heard about Nadia VanZant from some of his friends who were in the National Black Masters of Business Administration Association. From what he could see all of those rumors looked very true. While he couldn't see her ass, which all of his boys joked about wanting to watch her shake like jello, he could see her perfect coke bottle shape. His eyes traced the contours of her body from her gorgeous chestnut brown skin face, with juicy lips that he could definitely see himself kissing, down to her perfectly pedicured toes. It was fair to say that this woman was stunning. They both regained their senses when Nathan and another co-worker came in to the conference room. After everyone in the room had been introduced, the meeting proceeded with Kenneth explaining the purpose of his visit. "Good morning everyone, first off let me say it was a pleasure to meet all of you," he didn't mean to but as he said pleasure his eyes darted directly over and accidentally met Nadia's. However he still managed to continue speaking, "Second I must tell you all that I love the work Saatchi has been doing. I am the founder of a community outreach organization called Helping Hands, and I am looking for a company that can manage our marketing and advertising. I know that a community organization requiring such services may sound rather odd, but let me share my vision with you..." Kenneth proceeded to give a presentation on how his organization's needs fit with Saatchi's business services. The entire presentation made sense to everyone in the room, and at the end Kenneth had more than sold the group on not only taking on Helping Hands as a client but also lending a helping hand by doing some of the work pro bono. When the meeting finished, Kenneth made sure to shake hands with everyone and thank them for their time. He especially made sure to thank Nadia while flashing one of his signature flirtatious smiles, and holding her hand in his a little longer than necessary. She wanted to giggle like a teenage girl, but refrained as she was still in a business meeting. However as soon as she got out of the meeting she ran straight to Nathan's desk with him. "Girl did you see him!" Nathan almost shouted as soon as they were out of earshot from everyone. "Shhhh! Of course I did and I gotta say that is a sexy man," Nadia said with her mind drifting off to thoughts of her new found crush. "Just sexy? Girl he might be "just sexy" when he has a bad day. That man was just downright delicious," Nathan said while licking his lips for emphasis. "Well lucky for me he looked like he was on my team so if anyone will be doing some tasting on him it looks like its going to be me," Nadia replied with a devilish smile and wink for emphasis. "Uh huh well I'll let you have this one, but only because I know you must be growing cobwebs down there," Nathan said while rolling his neck. Sometimes she hated that Nathan knew everything about her. It had been a long time since she had been with a man. She had tried dating a few men after her first love, Ben Morrison, but they never measured up to him. Her last attempt had been well over a year ago, and it was certainly beginning to look like a drought was settling in over her savanna. "I think I just saw tumbleweed rolling over that desert," Nathan said while pointing at her crotch and they both burst out laughing. She was glad someone could make her laugh about her situation since it certainly hadn't been funny lately. Every day she drew closer to 30. Her birthday now stood only a week away, and she felt like her life goals hadn't been achieved. Nadia had always imagined that by 30 she would have a great career and a great family. She had achieved one of those goals, but the other was beginning to feel less like a small void and more like a bottomless pit. Here she was at 7 days to 30 with no children, no husband, no boyfriend who could become a husband, and really not even a potential boyfriend prospect. This just truly wasn't where she saw herself ten years ago. "Whatever Nathan! You worry about your desert, and I'll worry about mine," Nadia said while still chuckling as she walked out of his office. Her work day continued with much of the same mundane tasks. She had a meeting with clients to review mock-ups, a meeting with clients who were unsatisfied with one of her employees' work, and finally a weekly staff meeting to keep herself on top of all her employees' projects. At every opportunity she had throughout the day, she had asked her secretary if she had any new calls. She had secretly hoped that Kenneth would call as she had given him her business card, but it seemed he had not. "O well," she thought, "guess he isn't thinking about me." The day finally finished and she made the grueling subway ride back home to her apartment. Her first action upon entering her home was to head straight to the kitchen. For Nadia their was nothing like a Haagen-Dazs vanilla ice cream bar and a glass of moscato wine to wrap up a long day. After she had indulged her craving, she headed to take a hot bubble bath. As she reclined in her Jacuzzi tub, she thought about Kenneth Jackson. That man was fine. Something had to be wrong with him though for him to be that cute and still unmarried. Maybe he was on Nathan's team. It certainly didn't seem like it though from the way he had held her hand. No, he couldn't be gay. Maybe he had just had bad luck with girlfriends in the past, or maybe he was her soulmate and he had been waiting his whole life just to meet her. She had to laugh at herself for her silly thoughts. A woman could dream though. Right now she was actually dreaming about what she would like Kenneth to be doing to her. Her soapy hands roamed over her body as she imagined they were his hands massaging her every curve. She rolled her nipples in between her fingers as she envisioned what his tongue would feel like rolling over them. Her right hand began making a trail down her body like it was his lips slowly dragging down her perfectly flat stomach. She paused as she reached her clit, and decided that if she was going to have imaginary sex with Kenneth that something was missing. She quickly got out of the tub and toweled off while heading to her bed. In her nightstand was the only penis she could always depend on. Her pink vibrator/dildo combo was the only thing keeping her from jumping on every man she met. It was still nothing like getting the real thing, but it was a nice substitute until it came along. Lying down on the bed, she continued where she had left off. However this time instead of using her fingers to massage her clit, she let her vibrator glide up and down the length of her lips. Her body tingled as it massaged her, and she felt herself growing wetter every minute. After teasing herself for a couple minutes, she finally let the tip slide into her. "O Kenneth, shit that feels good," she moaned while shutting her eyes. She could see him on top of her with his eyes gazing into hers as he slowly slid himself fully inside of her. As she pulled her battery powered lover out and in of herself, she could see him pumping into her as hard as he could. She imagined that he had strong muscular arms that she could see the muscles bulging out of as he stroked the walls of her pussy. His torso was just as toned as his arms, and she could see herself wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him in deeper. "Ahhhh fuck, yes...shit...," was all that she could say as she felt her orgasm wash over her. As she lay in bed, still in the relaxing glow of her orgasm, she hoped that she actually got the chance to get Kenneth Jackson into her bed very soon. A New Life I first met Kevin in Morrisons supermarket, he was just another till cashier, but it seemed most every time I did my weekly shop I saw him there, happily doing his work. At the time I thought nothing of it that I liked him, I guess because of his cheerful and spirited manner, and so every time I shopped at Morrisons I mad sure I was on the queue to be checked out by Kevin. It came to the point where he started to greet me by my Christian name rather than just plain "Sir" but of course our chats, he was a great conversationalist, were always limited because of "Tut-Tut's " from another shopper behind waiting to be served. Before very long I felt I was getting frustrated, simply because I could not get the opportunity to talk with him properly. In fact I found myself attracted to him. Nothing unusual about that I told myself, he is just another guy you like and want to make friends with. But I slowly realised it was more than that. It was something that had not happened to me since I was at high school and had a crush on my male teacher. It happens I discovered, nothing unusual about that, doesn't mean you are "that way inclined" so to speak. So I shrugged it off and soon forgot him when I left school. So could this be the same, with Kevin I mean. Lately he had seemed to take more of a personal interest, asking me what I did, and all that sort of thing. I decided I would try and ask him if he would like to come surfing with me down at Newquay one weekend. With nothing more in mind than just a simple friendship. But who was I kidding, only myself - because it was something else I felt, but I was confused and could not understand. If it had been a girl cashier that would have seemed more natural, but a Guy? However, disappointed I could not see Kevin at any of the check outs for weeks, had he given up the job, got sacked (which I doubted, he was such a keen worker) - I just had to ask at the information desk. "Kevin? do you mean Kevin Thomas?" "Don't know his second name," I replied. "Well if you mean Kevin Thomas, he was promoted to Manager and it now at out Totnes store, it has to be him because he was the only cashier with that name." Totnes wasn't far from Paignton so I decided to shop there instead, with the hope of meeting Kevin again. As if it was meant to be I saw him talking to some shelf fillers. I hovered around to see if he noticed me, I was not confident enough to interrupt but I noticed, although he was firm, he still had that wonderful cheerful disposition about him and he did look so smart and good in his manager's outfit. Then a thought flashed though my mind which made me hesitate in approaching Kevin. I realised my feelings for this guy were more than just casual, I felt it was much more than that, I felt sort of physically attracted, like I wanted to be with him - which really took me back. So confused was I that I decided to back off before he saw me and quickly went to continue my shopping. But as if by destiny I heard this shout behind me, calling my name, swung around and it was Kevin. "Aren't you going to talk to me then?" My heart fluttered, what was happening to me. I was so thrilled that he had noticed me and wanted to chat again. He asked how I found him at Totnes and how he wanted to tell me about his promotion and everything but it had happened so quickly as the former manager had been sacked for misconduct.. "Look, come up to my office, Pete. It is my break time, come and have a coffee with me." Of course I submitted. It was how it all started really, we hit it off straight away and gradually we grew to know each other more intimately when we spent time together a lot, surfing, at the cinema and at his place. But what really sparked off something deeper than being simply buddies was when he complimented me on my casual way of dressing. It was when he said I looked divine that made me come out of myself and accept that I was as much inclined as he was to the alternative sexual leaning - as Kevin liked to call it. "It is just somehow I have never quite understood myself that way" I confided. We were having a real close conversation, he sat next to me on the sofa in his flat. "In which way do you mean. Pete, can I call you Pete rather than Peter?" I paused but he prompted me to come out with my thoughts, not to be shy, to just let them flow. In fact that was Kevin all over, his great Charisma was so comforting. "I have always thought tit is unnatural that's all" I submitted in a very guarded way. "If it is right for you, it is natural for you, Pete" he reassured, touching my hand with his for the very first time, except that when we shook hands when we departed. Now was different because his fingers gently stroked mine in a way which was most stimulating. I felt so very much drawn to this lovely guy, it was like a new life had come for me, he made me feel so wonderful and at peace with the world. "So, Pete, just let it flow Huh? You are what you are, simply that. Let us get more acquainted I would I'd like that, are you for it?" I gulped. Lost for words immediately. Kevin said if I wanted time to think about it, that would be fine. But I found myself at perfect ease with Kevin, He was such a wonderful guy. I knew than out relationship was about to grow to a new and thrilling crescendo, when we would be so much more than just simply new friends. I felt his hand tighten over mine as he so gently lifted my chin up, so that his lips were level with mine, then I felt the touch of his lips, just a touch, on mine. Closing my eyes to this new and strange sensation I felt my whole being stir, and all at once I felt just like putty in his arms as we embraced and kissed. But I guess Kevin could tell from my body language I was nervous. It was ala happening at once and I was hardily prepared for something which had been waiting to burst out of my system, I knew this and apologised to Kevin for my apprehension, saying it was nothing at all to do with him - but myself, that I had to come to terms with myself and what was happening to me, all the new and unknown stirrings I had always imagined could only occur with a member of the opposite sex and not with a guy of the same genre. He placed a finger against his lips and beckoned me to say no more, that he understood entirely, He went on to tell me how it was for him first time he came out, when he realised he had fell for another guy, Jeffrey who was killed in a road accident, "o please do not concern yourself, and anyway as far as I am concerned there is no pressure, so please don't think you have to do anything right now, it may spoil it if you did, if you tried to force it, far better to wait for the right moment and you will know when that is, Pete. Just let me know if and when you want to go further." I felt so calm about Kevin, he was so very nice and considerate, and understanding. After his kiss, something that would have made me feel very uncomfortable before I met Kevin, I felt submerged in his being, that I wanted physical contact, and yet Kevin was right, to start anything then would have created a feeling that maybe I was expected to do it, and that was the wrong reason. Kevin slid his palm along the top of my thigh which was erotic enough and we left it there, that it had been a very nice evening which we agreed would be repeated soon, if not sooner - "and then we shall see" he said before he saw me to the front door , gave me another sweet kiss, this time ion the cheek, held my hand tight and whispered goodnight. That night I couldn't sleep thinking of Kevin. I was fantasising of how it might be, something I had never ever done before, except maybe when I had thought of girls in my early teens, but now the emphasis was on Kevin. I found myself massaging myself until I was very hard and stiff. What would it be like doing it with Kevin. I'd read about how guys do it together, how some like to give and others take, some both. And I found the thought of oral sex very stimulating and imagined how I would be with Kevin, I was keen to try it with Kevin, keen to try anal too, I wondered what it would feel like, how it would be - and he with much more experience, what he would do to me or with me. During the night I had twice reached a very strong ejaculation, each time with a naked Kevin in mind, by morning I knew I was absolutely ready to 'go further' with him, I texted him and arranged to meet him at his place the same evening. All day my heart, my mind was obsessed in the thought of being with Kevin again, I found it difficult to concentrate on my work, in fact I was so obsessed I just had to take the afternoon off and drive over to Morrisons Totnes, in the hope that I may just see Kevin that all, I was that immersed in him. I felt the urge to text him when I got there, He appeared straight away and I was quickly prompted into his office. "I am so pleased you came, Pete - it is as off you read my mind, I feel I just can't live with out you, I feel I love you, Pete." I replied that I felt just the same, told him about taking the afternoon off so I could see him before the time we arranged. It was as if we were both thinking the same thoughts completely, and when, in the confines of his office, I felt his warm kiss mould against mine, I knew than I was ready for the off and whatever that meant! "You know something, Pete - you really turn me on, I feel good and at one with you." He smiled so generously, I was still in the magic of his kiss, and the way he tipped up my chin. His hand went down to me - but then he took it away, telling himself the office was not the place. I smiled at him and longed for that sweet touch again. "Later" he whispered as if reading my thoughts. "I so look forward to that, Kevin" we were strong and resisted our temptations but now I knew was the time to go that bit further into our relationship, and as Kevin said, we would have quality time together without the fear of disturbances, out first time should not be in the confines of the office but at home because it was something to be cherished and nurtured. I guess I was falling deeper and deeper for him, admiring his consideration in waiting for that really special time for us to at last be together. After his break I left reluctantly but felt somehow that I had stolen a bit more of the guy I loved, the guy I wanted to be with more than ever now. Driving home I felt the swell come again, like it had done several times in the night, I was feeling an aching hunger that I had not quite experienced in the same way before. It was so overwhelming I just had to pull into a quiet siding and sooth my ache away. I closed my eyes, leaned back and imagined it was Kevin undoing my trouser zip. Would he be pleased with what he saw, I hoped so, I was well equipped in that direction and as I hooked my erection out from the confines of my boxer shorts and through the gap in my trousers I made for a nice slow squeeze and massage at first, gradually building and building into a crescendo, I soon felt the indescribable feeling of release and jumped as I reached the climax, which seemed to spurt and spurt more then ever before. Me feeling that if this is what Kevin did to me, just the thought of being with him and feeling his fuck for the first time, what will it be like live, not long to wait, I looked at my watch, time for a shower when I got home and a ready meal, then I'd spruce up to see my new guy, my inimitable Kevin at 7 o'clock. It seemed ages waiting, but I was home having a crafty afternoon off but Kevin was still working, and then he'd have to get home, have a bite to eat before I called on him at seven. All the time I felt my carnal instinct was working overtime - I had done it twice to relieve myself to some degree but still the pumping was there like it wasn't going to go away until a real time bonding with Kevin was achieved. Hooray, the time had come and there was I stood on his doorstep ringing the bell. Me thinking I hoped I would ring his bell later. And when he answered, there he was, looking divine, so casual in his beige chino's and loose hanging Hawaiian style shirt He looked delighted to see me, his cheeks flushed I noticed, we soon got into conversation after he had planted his kiss once more on my waiting lips. He came and sat next to me on the leather clad settee, warming to me, whispering that perhaps now was the time to 'go further' - his after shave was divine and really created the perfect atmosphere "You know something, Pete? You wouldn't believe just how much I have had the hots for you since you left the office." "Me too! I replied. He looked at me. "At least you could do something about it in the privacy of your home. For me stuck in the office which had been like a tube station with office girls coming and going, I had no chance, and imagine how they may have reacted if they had caught me." I laughed and commented they may have liked. But he then said the sweetest thing, "Now I have met you I have no inkling towards girls at all, you have been on my mind constantly, it has been hard to carry on and it seems I have constantly had a hard-on, which I have had to hide behind the shield of the desk would you believe?" I liked Kevin, I really did. Never before had I felt so amorously inclined with another guy, to me he was heaven in a bundle of masculine joy and I was his coupling. "I have been looking forward to this so much, the thought of our coupling send me crackers" But there was Kevin roaring with laughter. "What's up" I said confused. "You sound so posh, 'coupling' indeed." "Just the way I have been brought up I guess Kevin, I am the innocent, I will need your guidance." "Oh! You poor wonderful being, Pete, Where have you been all my life. Baby, when we get together you will want to create sexual a real kick , I just cant wait for your fuck, I imagine you are so tight and exiting, There I've said it, that word you seem reluctant to use. In the act of loving Baby, it really helps, you will see." "Just me I guess, Kevin. It seems so unromantic that's all." He said just to relax, his right arm enfolding me around the waist as I enjoyed the wonderful sensual touch of his lips once more tantalise my soul, brushing his lips along the curve of my neck. My whole being was in a state of suspension it seemed as I felt his hand slowly brush down the side of my arm, touch my hand, then his fingers pressing teasingly into the palm making me feel so very ripe for him. "Just let it go, Pete" Kevin murmured as I heard his breathing stronger now. God! I was so vet hard, so stiff like I was bulging down below. Kevin making sounds of pleasure commenting on "what have we here" and the like, I stretched right back now, relaxing as Kevin asked, my eyes closed in anticipation of what was to come. I watched him roll his hand over me, feel me over my blue jeans, squeezing me there, It was heavenly. "You feel so good, Pete. I have longed for this moment. The time when we can really share our longings, our deep passion." "I really think we ought to let him have his freedom don't you, look he must be so uncomfortable trapped in there, you agree?" It was the way he was calling it 'him' - made me feel so warm and wanted and as he slowly unzipped me I knew we were really on the road to a deep and lasting relationship. I felt my whole body stirring to his touch, although I still had this feeling of bashfulness I just let Kevin do whet he wanted, that's what he wanted, telling me how good I was to touch and to feel, that he would want to seek me all over, that later we would bed completely naked and discover every sinew about each other, that was real intimacy, we would develop a true harmony as we enjoyed each other to the full. "Can I taste you. Pete. You are so inviting." he whispered teasing me out though the opening of my boxer shorts and jeans, "That is so very nice, just how I imagined," I must have looked awkward as he started to sniff me there. "Don't be embarrassed, it is simply lovely, I dearly love it, want to taste you through and through, you will love it, I promise." I nodded knowing I wanted him to do it, but still unsettled, But then I felt this so wonderful sensation as I watched him take me slowly but deliberately into his mouth, his right hand gently cupping my vesicles and his left holding tight the base of my now full erect on. Then he opened his eyes, came away from me there and looked up at me, appearing very satisfied and flushed. "There you are, Baby that wasn't really so bad was it?" "I found some words which sort of meant yes, but I was in a state of pure ecstasy as he started to stretch my tightness back exposing what was beneath, something that I had never shown to anybody before, he was moaning as he sniffed me once more saying I was so good, and then took my swollen knob end into his mouth once more and I saw him rolling it with his tongue wrapped around, and it did feel so good, the more he sucked the more I felt the palpitations, I laid there eyes closed then and simply enjoyed the moment, his fingers so wonderfully pampering all of me down there, his tongue licking and - as he described between his doings, savouring me. I heard him take a quick sip from a glass of lemonade and resume to suck me deeper, the sound of his sucking made it all the more stimulating and I was in a state of something I cannot give a proper expansion, simply that I wanted just to be submissive to whatever he wanted so when I felt his fingers begins to explore my hind I had no more reservations, they had gone and we were both in the state of ecstasy, feeling now the way his small fingers were teasing and teasing me between my balls and anal region as he prompted me to remove my jeans and boxer shorts completely and just lay down and spread wide open, "as wide as you can, Baby" he eagerly asked and I was putty in his hands, enjoying whatever he was doing, closing my eyes to the sensations, that tinge that shot up and down my spine as I felt his finger anoint me with some lotion, I think it was baby oil, and begin to work it so wonderfully gently into me, manoeuvring it around and around, saying just to let him know if it hurts, but this was the best way to prepare me for his fuck, and now he was using that word as we enjoyed foreplay it seemed to blend perfectly with our enjoyment. The heavy breathing mellowed somewhat as he paused _ I guess to ask me how it felt, if he wanted me still to continue, and then, if I would like to taste him, like he had tasted me. "I am all ready for you and it will be so nice, and when you get used to it perhaps we can both do it simultaneously, That which a month ago would have seemed repugnant to me, with Kevin seemed the natural thing to do, I had imagined how it would be. The feeling of oral sex divine, to feel the swell of him inside my mouth as a prelim to feeling him inside my anus was something very erotic and wonderful. His finger still inside me, made me feel warm and wonderful, I went down to feel him through his chino's, he was very full and I could even feel it throbbing in my palm as I continued to rub him there. I went ahead and unzipped which gave me more of a thrill than I could ever have imagined, the head of his erection pushing out , as if asking for attention, he smothered it into my face, with his black briefs still in place, I sniffed his scent, very earthy and pungent, it was so endearing and seemed to be just yearning for my attention, The best part was to come as he momentarily stood up and lowered his chino's and underwear, his heavy and very swollen cock standing to attention. "How's that, Pete, you like?" "I like, very much, Kevin. In fact I adore everything about you." "How about I stand here, legs apart like this, and then you can have your fill of me, Pete?" A New Life I found a cushion to kneel on, there between his parted thighs looking so wonderfully masculine, I cupped and felt his balls for the first time naked, they felt so wonderfully warm and good, just rolling them in my cupped palms was ecstatic, he moaned and asked me to complete the job, I hesitated, - "go on it is now or never, just close your eyes and go for it, Pete" and my reserved ness had gone, I opened my moth as wide as I could and moved my head forward to get the first touch and taste of cock, of Kevin's cock so sublime and so velvety to touch with my tongue - and yet firm and solid, I felt the throb in the middle part, teased it around in my mouth, and like he did I took a swallow of lemonade which mad it so much better to suck and manipulate in my mouth. I soon realised what I was doing felt so right, I felt I could live with this every day, to have my dose of Kevin would be sublime and wonderfully perfect, it tasted so good, its odour so masculine. "Find my p-hoe, Baby_ he urged and I did like he had did for me, the least I could do, and besides I was enjoying it so and longed to feel the touch of its foreskin stretched fully back, my small finger and thumb holding it back in position as I started to suck the beautiful red plum, teasing my tongue around it and gently poking its p-hole with the tip of my tongue. "Baby are you ready for me to fuck you now?" came the question I anticipated, feeling his passion grown and grow, his breathing faster now, he was really ready for me I realised that, and soon I would feel the wonderful new sensation of Kevin's fuck. I trusted him that he would not be too rough with me first time. As if again he read my thoughts he said he would initiate me like a good'un, but he could not account for not being rough in the future. He showed me how he wanted me, and when I bent over presenting my hind to him I knew at last I was nearly there, that I had come out good and proper and my initiation would make it all complete. "That's lovely Baby - you have a fantastic ass." he stretched me open with his strong hands, prizing and easing his throbbing erection between, I felt the nudge first, it didn't seem quite to be in the right position but I thought well he must know what he is doing. I didn't have to wait long because he soon found me, working it into me, he prompting me to assist by moving my ass from side to side, and when I felt the stretch and the sudden plunge I was relieved, to know that I was easy enough for Kevin to get a good penetration of me as he worked it fully inside me, for the next five minutes I felt the passion and the pain, for first time I knew it would hurt and Kevin told me that, but he was constantly asking if it was okay and to tell him to stop if not. I gritted my teeth, I anted to be everything for him, the pleasure overwhelmed the pain easily and when I felt the surge of his climax with that final deep thrust, I knew I had been fucked good and proper, I felt him remove it from me, the feeling divine, so good. Now I was his and in the morning, after a shared shower I went home, still feeling eh numbness inside me, like it was still there wedged inside, making me feel on top of the world. At ;last I had met the challenge and come out. And there was such a new life out there, to be shared with Kevin and already we had agreed we should be living together. You know something? I will never look back, Kevin is the world to me, and the way he loves, the way he likes to experiment and the way he fucks me is so complete. A New Life! Once basic training was over I was posted to a camp further south in Suffolk. I was given a job in the mail room of the camp sorting the mail to be delivered to the different sections of the camp. Life was a little more civilized now, we could go out when we wanted; go to bed when we wanted etc. We would go to the dances or pictures in the local town usually on Friday and Saturday nights. I missed Julia at first and we agreed to keep in contact with each other so that first few days was spent getting settled in, they called it 'arriving.' I spent the first night writing letters to Mother, Emma and now Julia to give them my new address and update them on my life in the military. There was quite a mix of ages here as some of the girls had been in the service for quite a few years, and some had enlisted for life to make a career out of it. All in all they were more cheerful and were happy. New friendships were quickly made as I was welcomed into the barracks; it was a much more relaxed atmosphere than training camp. I was given a job in the postal sections where we sorted out both incoming and outgoing mail, internal as well as external and given a bicycle so I could deliver mail to different sections around the camp. I would drop off the incoming mail, and pick up any mail to be sent out even if it was to other sections in the camp. I soon relaxed and quite enjoyed the job as it gave me a chance to get to know quite a few people, men and women. Naturally there was a lot of flirting and teasing and it made me feel good, helping to bring me out of my shell. We could go out any time we were off duty and stay out as long as we liked, the only thing was we were a few miles outside the nearest town and had to take a bus. So one had to make sure to catch the last bus back, which was around midnight, or you had a long walk. One of the sections I delivered mail to was the Motor Transportation section and that's when I first met Raymond. He was a driver who normally drove one of the Land Rover's that was used for towing Aircraft. I was attracted to him right away, of course like some others he would flirt with me and I kind of enjoyed it. On Saturdays I would take the bus into town with some other girls so we could shop or just hang out for the afternoon, have supper then have a few drinks in a pub and go to a dance after. That's where I met Raymond again when he asked me for a dance, and then we spent the rest of the evening together, chatting and getting to know each other between dances. We sat together on the bus back to camp after, then he walked me to my barracks where we stopped and kissed goodnight. They were soon long French kisses and I felt his stiffness through his clothes and finally pulled myself away saying "goodnight" and went in to bed. I admit he made me feel randy but it was just our first date and I hoped he would want to see me again. One thing about my job I enjoyed was the opportunity to visit sections all aver the camp and get to know quite a few people, and the most interesting for me was the corporal in charge of the bedding and clothing stores. Corporal Higgins as she was known was a tall lady with short blond hair, and always looked quite prim. When we first met she made me feel very welcome, introduced me to her staff and offered me a cup of Tea. A lot of sections had what we called 'Tea Swindles,' where they could make their own Tea for breaks, and the stores was one of them I would normally arrive at her section around 10 AM, when they were brewing up and I was always welcome. It was an honour system where you put your money, (in these days' three pence) in a cup and help yourself. It was always a pleasure to sir and chat for about a 15 minute break. During the week Ray asked me to go to the pictures with him on the Thursday night, then the following Saturday we spent the afternoon and evening together, ending up in the dance hall. It was common practice to slip out of the dance hall before the end to be able to go find a quiet place and neck, so we did about half an hour before catching the last bus back to camp. We began with kisses, kisses that were gentle at first then got more probing as tongues probed one another's mouths. When he undid the buttons on my coat I didn't try to stop him, and soon felt him press his manhood against me through our clothes. He was hard and solid I liked the feel of it, his hand moved down to rub the cheeks of my arse and pull me to him, I liked it and felt ready for him as I was wet. I wanted him yet felt we hadn't dated long enough to go all the way so it was hard to discourage him. Fortunately I was saved by the bus, without realizing it time and gone so quickly we had to go and get on it. At my barracks we kissed goodnight as before and I hurried inside to the toilets and masturbated. I took my knickers off altogether and opened my legs wide and gave myself a good rub, my pussy had wanted it so bad it was almost painful so my first orgasm was such a relief, and it was quickly followed by two others. In the barracks some of the girls were getting ready for bed as well and there was the usual banter after a night on the town, "how was your night?" one girl asked, "OK" I replied trying to be nonchalant about it as I got into my PJ's and climbed into bed. I curled up in the fatal position and slipped a hand inside my bottoms and cupped my pussy in my hand, she was still wet and felt warm, I groaned quietly to myself whispering "soon baby soon," to myself, it had been a few months now since she had seen some action. A lot of the girls were sexually active mostly with their steady boyfriends, but they kept it low key. When they came in after a night out you might notice a girl taking her clothes off to get ready for bed, and you could see she wasn't wearing any knickers. Or sometimes after she hung up her coat in her locker, she would reach into the pocket and take out her knickers and put them with other items to be laundered. I wasn't really talked about as that would have been too personal; still that was the reality at the time. Ray asked me out again during the week then again on the Friday night we went dancing. It was like before only now we were getting more and more familiar with each other and he really made me feel good, and I was ready to go further in our relationship. The next day we were not to be going out till the evening, so I had lots of time to myself. I was in a particularly good mood all day as I think subconsciously I knew I was going to give in to my feelings. In the middle of the afternoon, (when I knew there would be lots of hot water) I took a bath, a long leisurely bath where I soaked dreaming about what was to happen that night. I placed my legs over the edge of the tub, just touching myself always felt so well. I thought about Emma and our times together, as well as the different men I'd been with. Alan was of course the most satisfying to date, but unfortunately that didn't last so I assumed there would be others just as good or even better lovers than he was. For a moment Corporal Higgins popped into my mind, she was a very quiet lady who as I said always greeted me warmly. She kept to herself a lot, and was not around on weekends, as she was a Londoner we assumed she went home to see a boyfriend there. I think in hindsight my feelings for her were coming to the surface. The water was cooling and the skin of my fingertips was wrinkled from being in the bath so long, I climbed out and dried myself off then went and had a nap to be fresh for my date. It was hard to sleep with so many thoughts going through my head but I at least rested till suppertime. After supper I got ready to go out for the evening, I put on a pretty red waist cincher with a matching bra and knickers set trimmed with white lace. I topped it off with a red dress that buttoned down the front, a pearl necklace and ear ring set. I was nervous yet excited and knew a couple of the other girls were watching as I got dressed. I avoided looking at them; still it made me feel naughty knowing they were wondering what was going on with me. I met Ray at the appointed time, and we walked arm in arm to the bus stop where we joined a lot of others heading for a night on the town. As usual we went to a pub and had a couple of drinks then headed to the dance hall, there we checked our coats and I headed to the ladies room to relieve myself then fix my hair and makeup. The face looking back at me in the mirror was smiling, she was sure tonight was the night, her mind was made up and the anticipation was starting to excite me. Back in the hall I joined Ray, and for a moment I saw him look me up and down, I swear he almost licked his lips. We danced all the slow dances, the hall was crowded so we held each other close and danced cheek to cheek. His hand was on top of my hip to hold me as he would push a leg between mine and I kept my legs close so we could feel each other, he blew in my ear gently and I'd press my torso against his where I could feel his manhood. I was randy, we both were and he was being naughty. When he suggested we leave I just nodded and headed for the cloakroom so we could retrieve our coats. Outside with arms around each other we hurried down the street for a bit, then down a side street where we found a nice dark shop doorway that was away from the street lighting. Within moments he had our coats undone and was pressing our bodies together as we French kissed, long tongue sucking kisses. He pressed a hand between our bodies to undo the buttons of my dress, there was no stopping him now, he was hungry, we both were. He pushed my bra up to caress my tits, then took a moment to suckle my nipples as he undid his trousers. Going back to French kissing me I felt his manhood pressing against my thighs, he pushed it between them so I felt it press against my pussy through the material of my knickers. In a way this was agony as I wanted it so bad, I whispered "please" to him and he pulled back and pushed my knickers down to my thighs then pressed his cock between my thighs again, this time against my soaking wet labia's. I opened my legs as far as I could and was rewarded by feeling him place the head between my lips, she was ready now he thrust it all the way home till I felt the tip at my cervix and he started to ride me. He rode me good and I knew it wouldn't take long as my climax mounted with each stroke, then when I felt I was almost there he suddenly pulled out and I felt his cum splash over my thigh. "No" I thought, if only he'd held on for another few strokes we could have cum together. I couldn't help myself, I was so close to Cumming I had to finish the job by hand and enjoyed a beautiful orgasm as he held onto me. I removed my knickers altogether and used them to wipe his cum, it had run down over my nylons then we went back to cuddling. I took his cock in my hand as he started kissing me again. It was wet and sticky but I was used to that after shag, still I liked the feel of it and loved to feel it grow in my hand again so we could have another ride before going to catch the bus. I asked him to get some rubbers if we were going to be doing 'this' often, and he agreed. It felt so good I couldn't trust myself to make him pull out and thought "what if he had cum inside me." Our dates after that night would end with us having sex, Ray didn't like using a rubber each time but I wanted him to as it helped me enjoy it feeling him cum inside me. He also had to work nights at times and when he did they would go to the mess for a supper at 10 o'clock, and we would arrange to meet so he would take me for a spin in his Land Rover over the Airfield. Of course I had to be in uniform then so if others saw is it wouldn't look too suspicious, and we would go parking, or occasionally out on to the Airfield where he was supposed to teach me to drive. A Military Land Rover has to be the most uncomfortable vehicle to make love in. It wasn't too bad when I gave him blow jobs although I was a bit scrunched up, but there was only one decent way to have sex. I would play with his cock or suck it as he drove then he would park in a quiet spot and we would get out of the vehicle and leave my door open, then I would lean over the seat and he would lift up my skirt, pull down my knickers and enter me from behind. I got to love that position as I found it very satisfying and even started going out without my knickers on. When were out like on a Saturday night we would do it that way when we could find a low wall of fence for me to lean on. The thing I didn't like about our relationship was when we did do it bareback; he loved to squirt his cum over the top of my arse or thigh depending on the position I was in. By now my morning Tea breaks was being taken with the girls in the bedding and clothing stores every day, I really looked forward to it and would arrive there in time for their Tea break. I was always made most welcome and when they weren't busy we could spend up to half an hour chatting as we sipped our Tea. Corporal Higgins was always there enjoying her break with her staff, she was easy to get along with everyone liked her as she was not too formal. While the conversation would sometimes be about one's boyfriend or family, Corporal seldom said anything about hers. Although she went to London where she was from every weekend, and we knew she wasn't married, we all assumed she was seeing someone. A New Life Susan Rodgers was running late. She was supposed to be meeting her husband and some friends for dinner, but she'd gotten sidetracked in the lingerie department of her favorite store. WHY did it have to be such a chore to buy bras for DD breasts? Susan thought to herself that she couldn't be the only woman in the world to have big boobs. Her search, as usual, took far longer than she anticipated, and she was hurrying across the mall parking lot, her heels clicking. The men were practiced, and it happened with lightning speed. As Susan fumbled for her keys, the door to the van parked next to her opened and she was swept inside and a bag thrown over her head before she could react. One man secured her wrists with a cable tie. Susan was terror-stricken. "Oh Gawd," she stammered. "There's money in my purse, please, take it and let me go!" she stammered. A man's voice said, "We're taking a little ride lady. Just do yourself a favor and keep quiet." Susan was frightened of doing anything that might provoke her captors and did as she was told. The van traveled for some time. Eventually it slowed and stopped, and Susan heard the sound of an overhead door opening. It was not a home, but sounded more industrial. The van pulled in, the van door opened, and Susan was removed and placed on her feet. One of the men guided her on uncarpeted concrete floors. A door was reached and the sound changed. It was no longer cavernous-sounding, and Susan sensed that she was now standing on carpet. The hood was removed and Susan stood blinking, trying to become accustomed to the light. She was in a well-appointed office. Seated behind a desk was an attractive young woman, no more than thirty and fashionably dressed. Susan's mind was reeling. What on earth was this all about? Susan noted that the young woman was holding what proved to be Susan's driver's license. "Good Evening, Mrs. Rodgers," she said pleasantly. "I see that you're 51 years old, is that correct?" "Yes...yes, I am," she responded unsteadily. "Please, why have I been brought here...what's happening?" "All in good time, Mrs. Rodgers. There is a process we follow here, and your cooperation is mandatory. These gentlemen are here to assure that." Susan looked fearfully at the two men, who were wearing hooded sweatshirts and dark glasses. She was prepared to cooperate. "Now then," the woman said. "I'm going to ask you some questions. I'm afraid they're going to be rather personal, likely even shocking. You are required to answer them frankly. Any deception or reluctance on your part is not acceptable. Is this understood?" "Yes," Susan responded quietly. "Very well. Please tell me your level of sexual experience. I am particularly interested in the number of sex partners you've had." Susan hesitated for a moment, both shocked and embarrassed. "I...I've only been with one man, my husband." "I see...and you have been faithful to him?" "Yes, I have," Susan said. "All right. Would you describe yourself as having an active sex life?" Susan was looking at the floor. "Yes," she said quietly. "We have a good marriage and are very much in love." "Do you perform oral sex on him?" Susan's head snapped up. "Why...why do you want....?" "Answer please," the woman said matter-of-factly. "Yes," Susan answered in a whisper. "And do you swallow his sperm?" "I do sometimes," Susan whispered. "And the other times?" "He...he squirts it on my breasts, or..." Susan took a deep breath. "Or on my face." "Has your husband taken you anally?" the woman asked. "No...no, he hasn't. We experimented when we were first married, but he's...he's just too large. It was too painful." "Have you ever had a sexual experience with a woman?" "Oh no, I'm not like that." "I see. Mrs. Rodgers, please stand up and take off your clothes." A cold fear ran through Susan. "But...but these men...." "Being naked in front of strange men is something you're going to become accustomed to, Mrs. Rodgers. Obey me please." Become accustomed to? What was this about?? "No, please. I've never been naked in front of any man but my husband. Please don't make me." "Mrs. Rodgers," the woman said. "If you don't remove your clothes, these men will have to assist you." Susan looked at the horrid men. Anything was better than their hands on her. Susan began to unbutton her blouse. She removed it and placed it over a nearby chair. She unfastened the wraparound skirt and removed it, leaving her in bra and panties. Susan wore a bra with a DD cup, and the garment seemed barely able to contain her endowments. She wore very tiny panties. Susan's husband enjoyed seeing how her buxom, womanly ass looked in them, and he also liked the way that her very thick, brown pussy hair showed around the edges of the garment. Susan reached around and unhooked the bra. Her voluminous, round breasts tumbled from the cups. They were heavy and they sagged, as was to be expected in a woman her age, but the effect was intensely erotic. Susan's aureolae were nearly the diameter of a saucer, and her nipples were a deep brown color and very long. "Good Heavens, Mrs. Rodgers," said the woman. "VERY impressive." Susan slid her panties down her legs, causing her big breasts to sway and wobble very seductively. She stood naked before her captors. The woman motioned to one of the men. He stepped in front of Susan, and to her utter horror he unzipped his pants and exposed his penis, which was both veiny and very erect. "Mrs. Rodgers, kneel down and perform oral sex on this gentleman please." "What??" she gasped. "No!! I'm a married woman! I can't possibly do this!! Why are you making me do these things?" "Mrs. Rodgers, do as you're instructed," the woman said. "No! No, I won't! I've had enough of this! Let me go!!" Susan shouted. The woman's eyes didn't leave Susan's as she calmly said, "String her up." One of the men seized Susan's wrists in an iron grip as the other pressed a button on the wall. A rope dropped from the ceiling which had two leather cuffs attached to it. Susan's wrists were secured in the cuffs and the rope began to rise. In moments her arms were pulled overhead and Susan was on her toes. She was truly frightened. The woman rose from the desk and approached her. "Mrs. Rodgers, I and several associates run a business, sort of a combination auction house and import/export concern. The commodity in which we deal is women. We have a very select clientele of well-heeled gentlemen from all over the world who very much enjoy receiving sexual pleasure from beautiful, mature, experienced women. We have teams of scouts, such as these gentlemen, who acquire merchandise for us. They selected you due to the fact that you're quite beautiful, and your breasts are simply magnificent." "You...you're going to sell me as a sex slave??" Susan gasped in disbelief. "I am indeed. Between those Olympic class breasts, and your anal virginity, there's no telling what price you'll bring. We have clients who will pay a considerable premium for the privilege of being the first to rape that lovely, buxom ass of yours." "But you can't do this!!" Susan protested. "This is the 21st century!!" "Actually we can," the woman responded. "Just last week I visited one of our clients, a Silicon Valley entrepreneur. He was very hospitable, and I had the pleasure of having Natalee Holloway lick me off. She's become quite accustomed to her new life. I can assure you, Mrs. Rodgers, that we've been in this field for many years. After WWII it became known that Amelia Earhart was on the market. She was in the possession of a Japanese general who had found her on the Pacific island where she had made a forced landing. The high bidder was an American railroad magnate. My grandparents were guests of the new owner for a week after the sale. My grandmother told me that the owner had to string Ms. Earhart up naked and whip her breasts, ass, and between her legs every day for a week before she'd submit to having her mouth fucked. Grandma got to watch the daily whippings and she says Amelia was tough to break." "Oh Gawd," moaned Susan. "This is a nightmare. It can't be happening." "Now then," the woman said. "We have to deal with your insolence, don't we? I don't use the whip. Too tedious and I don't like to mark the merchandise." She stepped up and took Susan's breasts in her hands. "No...I've found that the key to assuring a lady's obedience is in her nipples." Susan began to tremble as her captor, with some difficulty, cupped Susan's big udders and thumbed her hard nipples. "You'd be amazed just how resilient a woman's nipples are," the woman said. "You can put clamps on them and add weights until they stretch to her waist. When you release them they snap back, as good as new." Susan was perspiring. Sweat ran down her back and into the crack of her behind. Her large breasts were shiny, and sweat ran down her cleavage, over her flat belly and into her thick pussy hair. The woman stepped to her desk, opened a drawer and took something out. It consisted of two objects joined by a light chain. As she drew closer Susan could see that they were clamps with a screw adjustment. Both clamps were snapped shut on Susan's nipples. They were uncomfortable but bearable. The woman began to tighten them. Susan could only watch helplessly as she methodically and slowly turned the adjusting wheels. Susan was gritting her teeth and was about to begin screaming when her captor stopped. She knew exactly how much Susan could take. Gawd, how many women had she tortured? "Mrs. Rodgers, in a few days time you're going to be auctioned. In the interim, it's my job to assess your sexual skills. I'm going to watch you suck cock and evaluate your technique. You're going to be trained in the sexual pleasuring of women. When that training is completed you will pleasure me and demonstrate your new skills. My brother will arrive tomorrow. He will fuck you and assess your sexual responsiveness. You will not be violated anally. Your anal virginity will be claimed by your new owner. During your training and testing you will do anything asked of you, no matter how distasteful. If you don't perform in a satisfactory way, you'll be tortured. I can assure you that some of my clients are quite sadistic and will torture you on the slightest pretext, and their methods are far more barbaric than mine. It is far better for you to learn submissiveness under my tutelage than on the job." She reached into a bucket on the floor. It was a round ball with attached hook, and her captor hung it on the chain attached to the nipple clamps. Susan gasped in pain. The ball was made of lead, and tugged her captive nipples down painfully. The woman reached for another and added it to the first. Susan's lip trembled, and it was difficult not to scream. When she saw the third ball coming, Susan gasped," Oh please, no...you're a woman, you know how sensitive our nipples are! How can you do this??" "It's business," she responded, as she added the third ball. Susan was trembling all over and began moaning. Her nipples were now stretched almost to her waist and her slightest movement would cause the weights to swing, increasing her agony. Susan knew that if one more weight were added she would become hysterical and abandon herself to the pain. "Now, Mrs. Rodgers, what are you willing to do to keep me from adding another weight?" her tormentor asked. Susan's response came in short gasps. "Do what you want...suck his cock, drink sperm...oh, my gawd...lick your ass...please, mercy...." "Will you make a phone call and lure your daughter here so that I can watch my associate fuck her in the ass?" "My little girl...no...no...can't..." The woman added the fourth weight to the nipple chain. "AAAIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!! TAKE HER!!! TAKE HER!!!!! I'LL GIVE HER TO YOU!!!! RAPE HER BUTTFUCK HER!!!! WHIP HER TITS!!! OH GAWD, ANYTHING!!! ANYTHING!!!! TAKE THEM OFFFFFFFFFF!!!!!," Susan wailed as she emptied her bladder onto the floor. The woman quickly removed the weights as Susan sobbed violently. She was lowered to the floor and released. The man stood before her, his cock exposed. As soon as Susan was breathing normally, she grasped the man's cock and began to kiss and lick the head. With her other hand she caressed his ball sac. The woman noticed that her technique was very skilled for a woman who had been with but a single sex partner. She DID love her husband. When the man ejaculated into her mouth, Susan didn't spill a drop, even squeezing the cock and flicking away the drops of sperm with the tip of her tongue that appeared in his slit. Susan was a model student and quickly learned how to give oral pleasure to a woman. She skillfully fucked her female captor's brother, having multiple, very vocal orgasms as he pounded her. She learned everything that was required of her and proved to be the jewel of the auction. Susan was walked onto the auction block naked except for a pair of black high heels. Her wrists and elbows were tied together behind her. The stringent position pushed her huge breasts out from her chest in a manner that was incredible to behold. The bidding was furious. She was purchased by an oil-rich Arab Sheikh. Her first night in his palace his first act was to claim her anal virginity. The Sheikh loved nothing better than to buttfuck a Christian, infidel woman, and Susan's frenzied screams as he sodomized her for the first time in her life was music to his ears. He was not gentle. The Sheikh also very much enjoyed punishing big, American tits. Susan's were perfect in every way, and the Sheikh did not want to mar them. Each night Susan was strung up naked between two posts, and the Sheikh would use a short leather strap to lash, very precisely, the tips of Susan's nipples. He never once cut any of the soft skin surrounding them, although you'd never know it from listening to the intensity of Susan's screams. Susan's captor was right...nipples ARE quite resilient. A New Life Hey guys. Hope everyone is enjoying the series so far! With this being a tranny story, we are skipping over the details of his time with the Majin. It will be referenced to heavily, but we are focusing on his time with the shemales! Enjoy! Tommy was exhausted. He had spent the last two days with the Majin and the reality of his situation had finally set in. He was a slave to magical beings with huge cocks. Not only was he their oral sex slave, but now he was fair game for all those genies who had wanted to butt fuck him for so long. With his anal virginity lost, he had no protection anymore. He was still in the Majin's enormous pillow chamber, and began to wheeze from how raw his throat was. I think I spent most of these last two days with that enormous cock in my mouth or my ass. The Majin had wasted no time in getting him back to his chambers, suspending all hearings and petitions until he was fully sated by the new human slave. With Tommy being the first human slave in centuries, it was a moment of rejoice for the genies. Their deep magical customs prevented one another from pleasuring themselves, lest they wanted to lose their magical powers. Few genies would give up such a thing, although some had been forced to across the years for the greater good. Tommy's body had been used and abused, and he was beginning to feel the hurt from the continuous sex. The Majin had pumped what felt like countless gallons of cum down Tommy's throat into his stomach. He didn't know how he handled it all, but that didn't compare to the massive amounts of cum still leaking from his ass. When Serena had dropped him off, she had warned him that he would be abused by her Master. Even knowing this, it still blew his mind! He slowly got up and squatted over the chamber pot in the corner of the room and let the cum flow freely from his ass. It wasn't too long ago that the Majin had forced him to ride his cock just like he was now squatting. Come to think of it, he had been on the Majin's cock in just about every position the mind can imagine. Cowgirl (or cowboy in this situation), reverse cowgirl, missionary, doggie, oh man did the Majin like doggie. He probably took Tommy a dozen times in doggie. Not to mention how the Majin suspended him in the air and fucked him in a hundred different ways. Tommy couldn't even remember all of them. He knew he would be seeing more of it though. The only thing that brought him comfort was that Serena had promised him that once he was returned by the Majin, he would be allowed a day of rest before he returned to pleasuring her. God knew he needed the rest. He hadn't slept at all in the last 48 hours. He crawled back to the pillows on the floor and lay there thinking about Serena. He missed her terribly, and craved the taste of her cum. The Majin's cum was much different, and he wondered if that had anything to do with their sex. He fell asleep thinking about Serena's tasty cum flooding his mouth. When Tommy came to again, he was surprisingly comfortable. The pillows were more plush, and the room much darker. He looked around and realized he was back in Serena's chambers! "Welcome back my love. How was your time with the Majin?" Serena was laying next to him and had almost given him a heart attack. Tommy opened his mouth to speak, and his voiced cracked. His throat was so raw, it made his voice raspy. "It was great mistress. I missed being available for your service. The Majin was extremely... vigilant." He knew he should pick his words wisely. This slavery thing was a very serious affair to these genies. Serena smiled and ran her hands through his hair. If Tommy didn't know better, he would think she was being affectionate. She read his thoughts and kissed his lips. "I am fond of you Tommy. You are my servant and slave, and your service brings me much pleasure." She smiled wickedly. "Now rest so that I can ravage you tomorrow." She put her index finger on his forehead and he passed out. Tommy slept, but did not dream. In fact, he didn't think he even moved. His body relaxed itself beyond anything he had ever done before, and it replenished its strength. When he awoke, it was to pure darkness. He tried to move, but found he was immobilized in some sort of body bag. To make things worse, something was over his face suffocating him! He was nearly out of air and began to squirm when it was lifted and air rushed into his lungs. He gasped and sucked in air, but then it was back before he could finish breathing. His nostrils caught the musky scent that he remembered when he had given Emera her rim job, and it dawned on him that someone's ass was over his face. It began to move, and he felt these cheeks spread slightly, and he extended his tongue to lick this shemales anus. She moaned when his tongue hit it, and she began to fuck his tongue vigorously. "Give me that rim job baby," she moaned. Once she spoke he realized it was Serena, and he immediately obeyed. He also noticed his tongue was unusually hard; Serena was literally riding it. Her magic was clearly at work, and he was just along for the ride. Soon he felt something warm pooling on his chest, and realized that he had made her cum. "Good morning to you too slave!" Serena was bubbling with excitement. Her cum magically disappeared, and she raised herself from her seated position. "It's time to continue with your training today! We didn't have much time before I gave you to the Majin, but now you belong to me and my sisters and I have to teach you how to obey me. Failure to do as I say will end with your punishment. As I said before, my cum gives me control over you body, but only when I need you to pleasure me." She flicked her fingers and his body slid out from under her ass. She snapped and his mouth opened and she placed her cock head in. She then moved her hand back and her cock slid into his throat. "Lets begin with the basics. Here in the land of Genies, there are five different castes of shemales. There are the Lords, of which the Majin and his immediate advisors are part of. They are among the most powerful genies in existence, and have near limitless powers. There are the Lajin, of which I am in. We are the nobility of genies, descendants from the true Lord and Creator. Our powers are second only to the Majin and his Lords. There are the Kajin and Hajin, both of which are the common class of genie. They have little to no power, and can only alter simple things within the world. Then there are the Gajin, the Genies of the Lamps. These are most often exiles or punished genies who are forced to serve in the lamps for all eternity. They are bound, alone and unable to use magic until a master finds their lamp and makes their wishes. Only when they are granted freedom can they return to the Land of Genies......" While Serena continued to talk, her cock began to harden again in his mouth, and he felt her girth expanding down his throat. He was extremely aroused by this position. Her hand slapped his face hard. "Listen up, slave. This is the important part. You will never serve any genie without my permission that is outside of this household. Based off what I just told you, you belong to the Lajin, specifically the house of Pahra. She gave life to us, and is our eldest ancestor. She has not emerged from the central chamber of this house in over 10,000 years. If she were to enter right now, you would be expected to grovel at her feet. She is the most noble and eldest of genies left in all of this world. In her lifetime there have been few human slaves, so do not be surprised if she comes to use you. I can deny her nothing as my mother." Tommy tried to move, but the giant cock in his throat kept him from squirming. Her cock was blocking his air intake, and he was starting to feel lightheaded. "However, I am your primary master. The only people with the power to demand your services are the Majin himself and Pahra. All others come second to myself, including my sisters. I have marked you with my magic, and the Majin has sealed your fate to our world. The binding magic has locked you into servitude in this household for as long as we wish to keep you. Should you displease us, your punishment will be swift and severe." Serena pulled her cock out and allowed Tommy to breathe before she rammed it back in. His mouth was just so warm and inviting, and she couldn't resist keeping her cock tucked away in his snug throat. "You will always refer to me as Mistress Serena, or just Mistress, whichever you prefer. You will obey my every command, even if it is the most mundane of tasks. If I ask you to go retrieve something, you will do so immediately. If I request for you to wear something, you will do it, no matter what it may be. The same will go for anything my sisters demand of you while you are servicing them. You will be trained to serve us all, but primarily myself as I have told you. In this house are Pahra, myself, Emera, Pasha, Liara, Wehya, and Hyrah. You have met two of my sisters, and the others you will find just as needing in their own way." Serena began to thrust back and forth slowly. She had missed his attention, and had waited for it very patiently while he was with the Majin. Now he would extract all the cum she had built up these last two days and finally surrender his sweet ass to her. "You will find out what my interests are, but you should know by now that oral servitude will be among the most common things you do in this world. Every day you will ingest my cum, most likely up to a dozen times a day. This will be your primary source of food, and all my sisters would be glad to feed you. Emera will force you not only to service her cock, but also her anus. She loves a good rim job. She will also watch as you struggle to fit her thick cock into your mouth. It really turns her on." Tommy was beginning to black out again, and she pulled out. Her cock dripped his drool onto his face, and she giggled. Back into his throat it went after he had a few breaths. "Pasha and Wehya will dominate you. They are among the more disciplined of us, and will be extremely strict. Pasha will force her length into you time and time again. After your display the other day, expect to deepthroat her often. Never before has a slave done what you did. Wehya has the largest ballsack of us, and typically remains seated. She enjoys instructing a slave on how to massage her balls and pleasure them. She will teabag you with them if possible, and will literally drown you in cum if you aren't careful. Hyrah is the most timid of us, and is also the youngest, only two hundred years. She has the smallest of cocks, although it is still larger than your own. She is a mystery to me still, but you will find out what she desires most for me in time. Finally is Liara, the eldest of the house next to Pahra. Liara has been in meditation for the last century. She is due to emerge soon, and will probably sense your arrival in our plane. She will return to ravage you. She has a cock almost identical to mine, perhaps a bit larger in every way. Pahra is unpredictable, and I have not seen her since my creation over eight thousand years ago. If she emerges, you will be extremely blessed." Serena paused to look down at Tommy. A few things would be changed about him. He would need a new name, and he would need to be outfitted in revealing clothing. He would need to be trained, and his muscles enhanced. Many of the shemales enjoyed caressing their slaves bodies while they were being pleasured, and for his own pleasure he needed to bulk up. Her thrusting became harder as she thought about his small frame becoming muscular. She laid down on him and fucked his throat with abandon. Her cum exploded into his throat and she kept thrusting, albeit much slower after she had finished. "Back to what I was saying. Among the sisters, only Liara, Fasha and myself are dark skinned. All others have fair skin. It is not known why, but that is not important. What is important is the beginning of your training! We will teach you to do many things other than sex, such as domestic chores, craft and even recreation. You will learn to contribute to our society, and in turn we will protect you." Tommy looked confused, and Serena pulled out her sensitive cock to allow him to ask questions finally. "Serena, what in the world would you need to protect me from here? Is this world not safe?" Serena looked at him coolly. He had no way of knowing what was out there. "Tommy, there are many dangers in this world. This realm of magic is outside of everything you have ever known. However, things from your world and others can escape into this one on occasion. They transform into terrible beasts, and several are quite powerful. Buffers exist everywhere around our city. You should NEVER set foot outside of these boundaries. Should you leave the protection of the city, not only will we abandon you, you will be taken by these beasts to do their will. A genie was once captured in the forest outside of the city, one of the Kajin, a young one by their standards. We found her strung up in a cocoon filled with cum from some creature. Whatever it was had drowned her and killed her with its sex. Since then, nobody is allowed outside the buffers for any reason without the Majins permission." Tommy looked horrified. "Is this like a sexual hell? Why is everything about sex here? And what do you mean other worlds?" Serena roughly grabbed his face and stared him in the eye. "Magic distorts things Tommy, and it is silly for you to believe that your world is the only one, especially after witnessing my own. But consider this. We have the ability to give life, take it, create out of thin air. Magic needs. In turn, magic makes US need. Is sexual gratification too much to ask for the ability to give you whatever you want? That is an extremely selfish mindset, slave, and you will be taught to respect this trait." She let go and he dropped to the floor. He was still immobilized by her magic, and she got up and lifted him into the air. It still amazed him how much larger she was than him. It was like he was a young child. He looked her up and down, and eventually reached her eyes. She had a fire in them, a lust for sex that he knew he was about to sate in a way he had not done yet. "Tommy, my love. You have something that I have waited for very patiently these last few days. The Majin has claimed your virginity, and now I will have you. Get on all fours. Now." Tommy's body reacted yet again to her commands, but this time his mind was in sync with her actions. She smiled at this and took note of how little resistance he gave to her commands now. He slowly crawled down onto his hands and knees and backed up slowly towards her dark monster cock. He stopped when he felt her tip touch his buttcheek, and began to rub his ass in circles around her cock. Serena moaned and slapped his ass, kneading it while she rubbed her hardening dick. Cuffs sprang up on Tommy's wrists and ankles, and he was secured in place. "The Majin may have been enthusiastic sweetie, but I will ravage your body now. You will be my bitch, and you will beg for my cock to cum in your ass." She lined up her cock with his anus and began to slowly push the tip in. She smiled when he gasped at her slow entry, and was surprised when he began to back up onto her dick. "The eager slut in you is here! We are going to have a hell of a day sweetie!" Serena drove her cock all the way in at this point. Tommy screamed out, and she reached around and put a ring gag in his mouth. "Moan for me slut." The pain wasn't too great, but it was still extremely uncomfortable. Apparently there would be no magic for his ass to make her cock fit. This was going to be an all natural experience. Her big balls began to slap against him as she thrust into him, her hard cock filling his anus with its immense size. He was so turned on by it, and her dirty talk just aroused him even more. "That's right bitch. Take that dick. Make mommy feel good. Make her cum deep in you." A mirror appeared in front of them, and she allowed Tommy to watch as she fucked him. "Don't want you to miss a thing lover." He looked like a total whore. She had her hands on his hips fucking the shit out of him, and he was loving it. She stopped suddenly, pulled her hands up and a leash appeared in hand. It attached around his throat, and she used this to keep her balance and keep him from moving far while she fucked him. The rhythmic slapping of her balls against him was mesmerizing, and he realized she was beginning to thrust harder and harder. It was becoming rough, and he felt like she was going to split him in two with how deep she was going. A primal scream erupted from her mouth, and her cock erupted deep in his ass, pouring out tons of cum into him. She wasn't even close to being finished though. Being a genie certainly had its benefits, and one of them was her ability to get hard right after she finished. She moved the cuffs with her magic to pull him flat on the floor, and she began to fuck him once again. He moaned while she filled him with her cum yet again. Anal sex had been denied her for too long, and she was going to make sure she got her due. Serena hadn't told Tommy this, but her cum was making his butt bigger. It was becoming a large, round, shapely ass that she was going to pound every night. It also kept his anus tight for her to enjoy whenever she buttfucked him. She pounded his ass vigorously while he moaned from the deep pain she was causing him. Despite the pain though, Tommy was having the time of his life. This was the best sex he could have ever hoped to have. Her cum flooded his anal cavity yet again, and she lay down heavily on top of him breathing hard. "My, my. Aren't you just the slut for my dick?" Obviously she had read his mind. Serena pulled out and lay down next to him. She stared at his body confined on the floor. He would be a fine slave after a bit of domestication. He just needed the appropriate experience. She would begin with him pleasuring her while she attended to her own chores, but only after she had cleaned up and given him a bit of motivation. She got up and shook her ass in his face, then walked to the corner to shower. Water began to waterfall down from the ceiling and Tommy watched from his belly as she seductively washed herself. She gave him quite a show, lathering up her body and making her skin look so oily. She rubbed all over herself, and made sure to massage her giant womanhood to another release. Tommy had yet to finish once during all of this. He figured she was using her magic to keep him from cumming. She knew the probing of his prostate by her cock would make him cum, so she had numbed it so that he wouldn't finish. "I know you want me Tommy. I can hear your thoughts like they are my own. I know you want to come over here and kiss my body, love it from head to toe. You want to make your mistress feel good. And you know how you can do that right now?" Tommy was obviously unable to answer. The ring gag was still in his mouth, so he simply thrust his tongue out of the gag into the air. Serena laughed at whatever he was doing, and came over to him. She sat down on her pillows, legs wide and inviting Tommy to be between them. The chains dragged him to her, his mouth already open and waiting for her to insert her cock. "Just suck on it nice and soft for me Tommy. I'm going to read you some reports on how many requests I have received to trade you away." His jaw would have dropped if he were in control here. People wanted to trade things for him? This was crazy! "Tommy, you should be pleased. There are so many genies that want to empty their cum into you! Look! Uhral, the mistress of her ancient Lajin house has requested you be traded for all the gold and gems she makes extra this year from her finances. Her counterpart, Basha, has offered to give up all privileged seats and hearings for the next millennia to own you. Even the minor Lajin houses are offering their allegiance and subservience for a chance at you." Tommy just sat there sucking softly on his Mistress' cock. He had no idea that these shemales were so desperate for his attention. A New Life "Do not doubt that Pahra will emerge once she senses the profitability of our situation. Most likely you will be rented out to many of these genies to make us the strongest house once again. But do not worry. At the end of the day, it will always be my cock you are sucking." She ruffled his hair and sighed. "How did I ever get by without my own slave? It has only been two days and you have sated me more than I have been sated in my entire life!" Her laughter left him wondering what his fate would be in the days to come. A New Life This is my second submission to literotica. Before the story I would like to begin by thanking all of those who sent me encouraging words through feedbacks and comments to my first submission. It has given me even more enthusiasm in writing for erotic pleasure, both yours and mine. The following story is also based on a fantasy of mine and I would like to state at the beginning that I mean no disrespect or insult toward any religion or race. I believe all race, caste, creed, gender to be of equal level. A very big thank you goes out to gildedbutterflies who edited my story and made it even more exciting and sensual. hugs and kisses to you hon, and i hope this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship... ---------------------------------------------- My hands were trembling with excitement as I tore away the packaging of my latest purchase. As I took out the item and admired the fabric, the first thing that occurred to me was how lightweight and thin it was. If it hadn't been a black colour, I'm sure it would have been transparent. What my heart was skipping beats for was the abaya and hijab combination I had purchased from an online store which had just been delivered to my doorstep. For those of you who aren't familiar with Islamic fashion, the 'abaya' is the long sleeved black robe worn by Islamic women which covers their entire body from neck to toe, pair this with a traditional headdress or 'hijab' and all that is visible of your body to an outsider is the face, hands and feet. It is this combination I had ordered from an online store that delivered right to the customer's doorstep. I had been crossdressing since I moved out on my own after college and by this time had built up a small but varied secret little 'closet' of feminine wear, including a few cute baby dolls to some short cocktail dresses and even a saree. Having learned how to apply makeup by watching youtube videos I could skilfully beautify my already feminine face to a more than passable level, my shoulder length bob cut hair helped too (Think Paris Hilton but black hair). I quickly removed the baggy t shirt and cut denim I was wearing to reveal my smooth upper body and red thong underneath. I didn't wear bras very often. It's not that I didn't like to but I sometimes enjoyed dressing up without bras. My breasts could be compared to those of young Japanese girls who had just started puberty. I envied their petite bodies and hard nipples and was proud to have my body the way it was. I know some men like big breasts on their women, but I preferred to be the petite girl with small A cups and perky nipples. My small 5' 6" frame certainly helped in achieving the petite figure I wanted. However, my most proud "Ass"set was my bubble butt. I couldn't count the number of times I had posted pics of my butt on the internet to get flirts from guys as well as envious comments on girls. My ass was meant to be on a woman. Wondering what to wear with my new purchase I walked over to my closet in nothing but the thong, and looking through my treasure trove, decided to wear a sexy cocktail dress which had a deep V on the front and was so dangerously short that I couldn't bend over without revealing my private parts. The cream colour was a very nice contrast with the emerald green hijab I had bought. The reflection that greeted me in my mirror once I had on my 4" stilettos got me so turned on that my 6" coquette started getting rock hard. Luckily I had tucked it in firmly to avoid any tent poles. I wore the Abaya over my outfit and I was surprised at how well it covered what I had on underneath. In a few moments, I had gone from a sexy little nymph to a very conservatively dressed religious lady. A person could go naked underneath an abaya and no one would be any wiser. I was very pleased with how my hijab - abaya combination totally changed my appearance so much that, even though my face was visible, nobody who knew me could recognize me. That's when I got the wild idea of walking out in public. It was risky, but I was confident I could pull it off. At this point I was so turned on that I quickly grabbed a small handbag I had acquired sometime back, threw my wallet and a few things in it and waltzed out the door of my apartment. This was going to be so much fun. A few steps from my apartment building, fear began to creep up on me. "What if someone who knows recognizes me?" "What if people realize that I'm not a real woman?" The society I live in isn't very understanding about such things and I was beginning to regret my decision of taking my hobby outdoors. My mind was lost in thought as I sat in the bus for the short ride to my destination. As I got up to get off at my stop, I heard words that made my heart leap for joy and dispel any doubts I had about my disguise. An old muslim man, probably in his 60's or 70's, looked up at me and asked me "Daughter, can you please help an old man get down from the bus? My legs aren't what they used to be and I have to carry these groceries with me too". Now this man was around 5' 4 and looked somewhat frail. He had his little cap on that all muslim men seem to wear and his snow white goatee reached the middle of his chest. He was wearing a white kurtha top and a sarong and his hands were laden with groceries. Being the Good Samaritan I immediately grabbed a few groceries in one arm and helped him with my free arm and helped guide him off the bus. Before proceeding I have to explain, it was a long standing fetish of mine to be bedded by an old man preferably in his 60's or even older and be treated like a woman by him, I don't know what prompted me to do what I did next but I offered to help the old man to his house since he had far too much to carry on his own. "That's very kind of you sweet daughter" he said, "my apartment is not very far, I will show you the way." I followed the sweet old man, who told me his name was Ahmed. When he asked for my name I blurted the first muslim name that popped into my head, Azra, a girl I used to know from my childhood. "You are such a kind hearted girl Azra. Most people these days wouldn't bother to help an old man like you did, your parents must be so proud of you". I just smiled and explained to him that I was an orphan and was living alone. That is when he told me about his wife who had passed away several years ago and how he had moved out of his house to live in the small apartment since all his children were abroad and there weren't many relatives around to drop by. Through all this talking, we arrived at his apartment building. It was located in the commercial district of the city and the apartment block belonged to a luxury range. As we entered the complex, the security guard greeted us, at which point Ahmed introduced me as his granddaughter who was visiting from out -of -town. The security guard gave me a slight smile but I could see that his eyes had already begun to undress me. The bulge in his pants wasn't noticeable unless you knew what to look for. Although creepy, this did get me a bit horny. We climbed up to the 31st Floor of the 40 story tower where Ahmed stopped at a door. "Here's my humble abode dear daughter, I don't know how I can ever repay you for helping an old man like me. Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?" Now I don't know whether any other woman would have agreed to step into a strange man's house but my mind was swimming with thoughts of my sexual fantasies and was reaching out for the slightest hope of it becoming a reality. "I'd love to uncle," I said with a bit more enthusiasm than I had hoped to display. As the kettle boiled, Ahmed and I sat on the sofa and talked, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't tell whether this sweet old man would be interested in a sexual escapade with a woman, let alone with a crossdresser. I decided to take matters into my own hands, so to speak, and upon receiving my tea cup, I pretended to fumble with it and spilled some down the bottom of my abaya. It was a pity to spoil my brand new dress but if it achieved the desired result then it was only a small sacrifice. "Oh uncle, I've spilled tea on my abaya, is there someway I can quickly wash it off? Maybe there won't be a permanent stain?" I exclaimed with a sense of worry which was not all feigned. "If you feel comfortable removing your abaya in front of me dear, you can always wash it and use my dryer. After all, you're like a daughter to me". "Oh thank you so much uncle" I said as I walked towards the direction he pointed at and found a small washing machine and dryer unit in what I assumed was his laundry room of sorts. Ahmed came to the doorway just as I finished removing my abaya. I was now standing in front of him with my hijab, my short cocktail dress and stilettos. "Let me help you get it washed my child" Ahmed came forward and helped me put it in the washer. I could not help but notice that there seemed to be a slight bulge in Ahmed's sarong. Was I really that sexy in my cocktail dress? "I do not mean to criticize your fashions my child, but is this what today's generation wear under there abayas?" Ahmed asked, to which I replied "Oh yes Uncle, but this is better, some girls wear even more open dresses or sometimes even nothing at all" to which I noticed a small movement between Ahmed's legs "Well at least his member is working well" was the thought that occurred to my dirty mind. All throughout this sexual tease, my little coquette was rock hard and straining in its trapped position between my legs. And so we returned to the living room to continue our tea. After a few moments I again fumbled with my cup, this time spilling some tea on Ahmed's sarong. "Oh! I'm so sorry uncle! We need to get it cleaned quickly before it stains!" I was immediately kneeling in front of him and before he could react, I had his sarong around his ankles and a 5" magnificent circumcised cock pointing up in the air at my face. Ahmed had an embarrassed look in his face, I guessed that he was ashamed to be having sexual desires about a girl he had mentioned moments ago was like a daughter to him. To dispel his embarrassed train of thought I did what I had fantasized for such a long time. Looking up at him from my position between his legs, while he sat on his sofa, I opened my mouth and took the tip of his pink rock hard cock into the wetness of my mouth. This was my very first cock and although I didn't have any experience, I did what I read about online and what I had seen In porn. I licked his shaft up and down while pumping him with one hand and squeezing his ball sack with the other. I then moved on the suck his cock head, first the tip, then little by little easing him into me deeper and deeper, until I started to gag with his cock fully in my mouth. Looking up at him, I could see that all traces of embarrassment were gone and Ahmed was beginning to enjoy my sucking. I started to roll my tongue on his cock head and dip it into his peephole, no sooner had I started my tongue play on Ahmed's hot circumcised cock head he spurted globs of hot thick semen down my throat. I tried to gulp down the hot and salty substance, but traces of it poured out of my mouth and down the side of my chin and onto my cleavage. "Oh Azra," Ahmed heaved, "I haven't been with any other woman since my Fatima. She never liked going down on me, oh how well you do it" Ahmed was panting from his little sexual escapade but I wasn't done with him yet. "Uncle I want to do more with you, let us go to the bedroom" I pleaded, looking at him from my vantage point between his legs, still stroking his softening member, his semen streaked across my face. Ahmed was eager after his long period of abstinence, he got up removed his sweat stained kurtha top and led me by the hand to his bed. It was now that I could fully admire this old man in his nakedness. He was perfect in every way, a bit of a flabby stomach and wrinkled skin, snow white hair on his chest, around his cock and also on his back. With his 5' 4" height and my 5' 6" frame in stilletos, I looked like an Amazonian beauty in a traditional muslim headdress who was going to be bedded by a mature leprechaun gentleman. My cock was at bursting point by now and I knew I had to release it before I hurt myself. Seeing a scarf lying on a desk, I quickly came up with a win-win solution. "Uncle I want you to take my virginity blindfolded" I mentioned, while I held up the scarf to him, being horny as he was, he obliged and I blindfolded him and led him to his bed. As he lay on his bed waiting for his sexy "daughter" to mount him, I quickly removed my clothes, leaving only my hijab headcovering on me. Rushing to my small handbag, I was thankful that I had put my small Vaseline lotion into it as it was going to be very useful to me within the next few minutes. I took a very big portion of Vaseline onto my index and middle fingers and hurriedly applied it to my "pussy" making it wet and ready for my "Uncle" to enter. I was thankful for the times I had played with my ass using my 6" dildo. I knew taking Ahmed into me wasn't going to be a problem. I hurried over to Ahmed who was lying in bed, stroking his member to attention once again. Climbing up on top of him, I placed my legs on his sides and took hold of his cock and placed the tip at the edge of my boy pussy, taking care not to alert him about the presence of my hard cock, which was now released and oozing precum. "Oh Azra, you're so wet my dear", Ahmed gasped as he felt the Vaseline seeping out of my rear and plunged his hard rod into my shapely bottom. I placed his hands on my hard nipples "Are you sure you're 24 my dear? Your breasts feel like a 14 year old'. Very nubile and perky" Ahmed was having fun playing with my hard little nipples, squeezing them and twisting them. This man knew how to handle a pair of tits, even as small as mine. All the while, I was bucking away on Ahmed's cock cowgirl style, it penetrating deeper with every stroke. I knew I had to do most of the work because at his age, Ahmed was too tired to be taking charge. "Oh Azra, your hole is so tight, I can feel it gripping my penis" Ahmed was now close to another orgasm, I felt his cock pulsating and with one good plunge he emptied his balls into me, hot cum gushing into my ass and flowing around his softening cock and seeping out of my little brown hole. I was so enthralled in the passion that I forgot about my own hard dick as I lowered my self from Ahmed's softening member. It grazed his stomach. I became absolutely still. No matter how much pleasure the man had gotten, he didn't know that I wasn't exactly a woman, and I didn't know what his thoughts were about crossdressers. I was petrified. My fears were realized. Ahmed had felt my cock. He stopped moving and slowly took off his blindfold to find me still over him, his cock slipping out of my ass, dripping cum onto his balls and lower abdomen. I was so afraid. What happened next is the single most wonderful thing that has happened to my life. Ahmed silently reached out to my hard member, wrapped his hand around it, and slowly started stroking it. It didn't take Ahmed long to bring me to climax, making me blow my load all over his chest. His bed was a mess of tangled sheets mixed with our cum. I collapsed onto him, exhausted from the day's proceedings. As I lay my head on his chest, twisting his long goatee around my fingers while he stroked my head, he whispered into my ear. "I do not mind that you are not a woman, to me you are a woman, I have never had so much passion with my wife or any other woman, you are a wonderful woman and I love each and every part of your body." With these words echoing in my head, I drifted off to a deep sleep, naked in Ahmed's bed. When I awoke the next day, I found a gold ring next to my pillow, Ahmed standing nearby wearing a long white robe and cotton trousers. I looked at the magnificent ring that laid by me, gold embedded with emeralds and rubies. "I cannot marry you, even though I wish it, for our society would look badly upon both of us. This is not because you are not a woman, the outside world will see you as the most beautiful woman, but because of my age. Still, I want to live the rest of my life with you, in your loving care and warmth" Ahmed explained, looking at the ring. "Oh Ahmed, I will care for you and stay with you, this is what I have always wanted, thank you for accepting me for who I am" I rushed to my lover's arms wearing the ring he had given me as a token of our joining. My life had definitely taken a turn for the better. A New Life Bennie, age 21, lived on his own for the first time in his life. It was his first night in his new apartment. He had lived with his parents, Joanna and Chris Smart until just today. This was the start of a new life in many ways for him. Bennie, or Ben as most people called him, worked as a telecommunications tech for a local phone service. It was his first real job, and he made good enough money to pay his rent, his car payment and still have money left for food and joys of life. His apartment was a one bedroom, one bath apartment, meaning it was two rooms with a separate bathroom and closet. His parents had helped him move his few things in, like his bed, television and a dinning table set. It came with a fully furnished kitchen and he had cable TV too. Bennie was so excited to be on his on, especially since his parents couldn't tell him what to do anymore. Ever since he was about 7 or 8, he had been fixated on women's feet and what they wore. No matter where he was going, Bennie was always staring at women's feet. He wanted to see if they were wearing socks, pantyhose or wore their shoes or heels bare. To him, a woman in soft colorful socks, or sexy hose was the sexiest thing he could imagine. When he was very young, Bennie had been in a school play, and he had to wear black tights with his costume. That one single event in his young life, changed his life forever. He didn't know it then, but just a few years later, he would find himself wanting to wear them and girls socks. His parents never understood, and always said it was a sign you were gay if you wore women's things. By the time he was a teenager, Bennie was sneaking his moms socks and pantyhose when he was home alone. His favorite socks were his moms bobby and knitted knee socks. They were so much softer and prettier than the plain white ankle or crew socks his mom always bought him. She was a nurse, and so had several pairs of white and tan pantyhose, and he would sneak those she decided to trash because they might have a ladder or snag in them. He couldn't help the way he had felt, he didn't see why it was so wrong. Now that he was on his own, he hoped he would be able to get up the nerve to go out and buy his own things and wear them in his apartment. He had gotten caught several times over the years by his mom, and the last time was just a few days ago. He was at work, and for some reason she looked in his dresser, and found his stash of pantyhose and socks. Some were his moms, and a bunch he had bought at the local superstore. She had told him she didn't care what he did anymore, but if he wanted to dress like a sissy, and act like one, he needed to get his own place. His dad told him the same thing, and so that's what he did. They still loved Bennie, but couldn't take his habits or his fetishes. Bennie decided it was his time to get out on his own, and with help from friends, found this low rent apartment, and got moved in. Bennie was a slender, very light skinned young man who was never into athletics. He was more into computers, and in high school he took homemaking and even cosmetology. He weighed 160 pounds, had shoulder length auburn hair, and stood about 5 foot 9. Bennie wasn't muscular, but he wasn't fat either. He was just sort of toned, and sometimes looked as if he was sick because of his skin tone. His body had little body hair, and penis was about 5 inches long and thin. Sitting in his new home, Bennie unpacked his clothes putting them away. Being off for the weekend for his move, he didn't have any plans on what to do the next three days. He needed to go shopping for food and maybe a few things for his apartment. His parents had bought him a few toiletries, and had given him some groceries from home that they weren't going to eat. Bored and feeling a bit hungry, Bennie decided to go to the store and have a bite of lunch. His car was an old beat up 4 door Toyota Camry, 1992 model that had well over 200,000 miles on it. He had received it for his 19th birthday, and loved his old car. It had a great cd player, and great a/c and heater. Once at the store, Bennie eat in the deli first, having nachos and a hotdog. While sitting there, he saw this young lady come in wearing short, a t-shirt and sneaker, and like most girls of today, was wearing mix-matched no show ankle socks in bright fluorescent colors. Those were a favorite of his, cause he could wear them most anytime without others seeing him wearing them. After her, three women who were together walked into the deli, wearing skirts and blouses, but they were wearing flip flops and sandals. That always disappointed him, even though he loved pretty feet. They had cute feet and toes, but he would rather see them in socks or pantyhose and heels. After finishing his lunch, Bennie decided to go browse through the women's clothing section. He grabbed a shopping cart and acted as if he was doing his normal everyday thing. Once in the women's apparel section, he right off picked up three bundles of no show ankle socks in bright colors. He then grabbed two six packs of slouch and bobby socks in different colors. Bennie had small feet, so it was not hard to find socks and shoes in women's or girls sizes he could wear. Looking around a bit more, he found the sexiest socks he had ever seen. The only time he ever saw them, were in porn movies on usually the teen girls and sometimes cheerleaders. He picked up 12 pairs of lace trimmed anklet socks in pastel colors and regular colors. Before he left the women's section, he picked out several packs of pantyhose, stockings and a garter belt and stocking set. He was feeling better already, and hadn't even paid for them yet. On his way to the grocery section, he saw the area for panties, bras and lingerie. Unable to resist, Bennie ended up buying several thongs, bikini style panties and several matching bra and panty sets. Now if he could just get out of there without looking like a pervert. After buying what groceries he though would get him by, he went through check-out. The cashier smiled and looked at him, as she bagged up all his food and the girly items in his basket. Before he was out of there, he had spent almost $300, and probably half of that was in women's things. Back home, he put away all his food and new clothes. He had gotten quite sweaty while out and about, so he decided to get a nice shower and try on some of his new things. Once out of the shower, Bennie dried off, and began to look through his new purchases. He had felt like everyone in the store had been watching him while he shopping for his sexy things. He almost ran out of the store and come home several times. Once he was done with putting away everything, Bennie decided it was time to get comfy in his own way. He stripped off his grungy guy stuff, and got into a hot soothing shower. He had picked up feminine body wash and shampoo while shopping earlier. It felt so good to wash and cleanse his body of the male scent he hated so much. Once out of the shower, he decided to shave his legs, using a disposable razor he picked up at the store. It took a while to do, but all in all he thought it looked ok for his first time. Using some lotion, he rubbed his bare legs and his feet, making them soft and feel better. When he felt he was ready, Bennie pulled out a sports bra and panty set in pink. Putting the bra on first proved to be the most work. After he got it on, and looking right, he then tucked his penis between his legs and pull on the matching pink bikini panties. Feeling pretty and rubbing his hands over the bra and panty, Bennie took out a brand new pair of white control top pantyhose. While was supposed to mean purity and innocence, and that was how he felt dressed like this. Opening up the package, he stretched the pantyhose a bit, then slowly began to put them on. As he slid the smooth nylon up his newly shaved legs, the feeling made his cock twitch and throb between his legs. Pulling them up around his waist, Bennie smoothed out the nylon, and made sure he had them pulled all the way up. Bennie went over to his full length mirror and observed himself. He looked beautiful in his eyes, and wondered if anyone else ever would look at him the same way he saw himself. Walking around in his pantyhose and underwear, Bennie felt like he was in heaven. He looked in his dresser, and took out a pair of hot pink super scrunchie slouch socks. Putting them on just made him even hornier and he had to do something about it and soon. "I wonder if there are any places for people like me to go?" Bennie thought about it as he walked around feeling his cock strain to get free from its confinement. Deciding not to chance it, he opened up his laptop and searched the internet for any possible ideas. After looked through several different pages, Bennie came upon a escort service online that catered to anyone and everything. They advertised it didn't matter who or what you were, they did it all and at a really low cost. Bennie signed up his account online, and decided to see what he could get for his first encounter. Looking through the pictures and profiles, Bennie come across a beautiful Asian girl who was a bit older, loved kinky sex of all kinds, and loved to suck cock. He was instantly in love with her profile, and she looked as hot as she sounded. Her screen name was Maya, and she stood about 5'5. 130 lbs, long black hair to her butt, long legs that loved to be kissed, and 38D tits. Bennie almost came in his panties right then as he read about her massive titties. Calling the number provided, Bennie asked if Maya was available. They informed him that she was, and that she was one of their most sought after girls. He asked how much she charged for her services, and they told him it all depended on how long he wanted to play. "Well to be honest, I don't know. What is a normal length of time someone requests for these sort of things?" Bennie felt stupid asking them these questions, but it was his first time and he had no idea what he was doing. "Well sir, Maya normally doesn't go out on a call for less than 2 hours. Her time is very valuable and she has to know its worth the trip." Bennie thought about it, and after looking at their rates as they suggested, he knew he could afford an overnight stay if Maya was available that long. "Of course, and according to your information, it should only take about an hour for her to get to your home. " The operator thanked him for choosing their service and asked if there was anything else he needed or an questions he had. "Ummm, no I don't think so. Oh! Do you know if she minds if I ummm like to dress like as a girl or pretend to be a girl while she is here?" Bennie was blushing bright red, even though he was on the phone, knowing he was telling this operator who he didn't know, things only his parent knew about him. "Sir, I am sure she will be ok with whatever you want to wear. Maya is a special lady in many ways, and she knows how to take care of her customers." The operator sounded so comforting to his nervousness and it made him feel better thinking that they might know what he was going through. The operator set up the service and told him to give Maya about an hour to an hour and a half and she would be knocking on his door. Bennie was so excited, and so nervous, that he almost peed himself thinking of what was to come. While waiting for Maya to show, Bennie put on one of his new pleated tennis skirts, and a lace camisole so he would be dressed for her arrival. He didn't know what he was going to do with her, but he hoped she would do things he always dreamed of, especially since he was still a virgin and had only jerked off looking at porno on the internet. It seemed like hours, but then it finally happened. There was a gentle knock on his door, and it startled Bennie as if he wasn't expecting anyone. "Who is it?" Bennie listened for the sound of his escort outside his door. "Hello, im Maya, I am here from the escorting service that a Mr. Bennie Miles called for." Maya stood outside the apartment door a little frustrated at being made to stand outside. Bennie opened the door, to the most beautiful site of his life. There stood Maya, his dream girl, in a black sequined mini dress that showed off her sexy long legs and barely held her gorgeous breasts. She was wearing the tallest spiked heels he had ever seen, and her cute little toes peeked out through the little opening in them. "Please come in, I am sorry, you startled me. You got here sooner than they said." Bennie showed her over to his sofa and waited for her to take a seat. "Can I get you something to drink? I have water, tea or soda." "No thanks, I am fine. Please come sit next to me and tell me about you Mr. Miles." Maya looked at him with a pretty smile, and knew he was very nervous. Bennie sat down almost on the opposite side of the sofa from Maya and tried to talk, but stuttered in his response. "Just relax, I am here for your pleasure, and will do nothing you don't want to do. You are very pretty in your outfit." Maya scooted closer to him, putting her hand on his pantyhosed leg. He was shaking under her touch, but he loved being so close to her. "I....I....have never been with a woman before. I don't know what I am supposed to do, but I know I like what you are doing so far." Bennie looked at Maya as she leaned in close, inhaling her scent. She smelled of lilac and kind of like fresh rain water. Her scent made him feel intoxicated, making him feel light headed. Her lips were a beautiful deep red color, and glistened with her lipstick. Bennie wanted to kiss her so badly, but was afraid to make the first move. Maya seeing his reluctance, made the first move and pressed her lips to his kissing him softly and deliberately. He smelled of fresh bath soap and body wash much like that she used herself. Bennie was adorable and Maya really liked him innocence. It was a nice change from the horny, wham bam thank you ma'am guys she normally got stuck with. Feeling him relax more with her kiss, she laid him back on the sofa taking his hands and put them on her body. Bennie felt so out of place with the gorgeous woman kissing him and when she laid him back on the sofa, he thought he had died and didn't want to wake up. His hands were on her body, and he touched and felt every part he could. He loved how her dress hugged her figure, and allowed him to feel her breasts and hardening nipples as they continued kissing and making out. Kissing Bennie, made Maya's pussy wet, and she couldn't help rub her lips with her index finger as he felt her up. She started to kiss her way down his body, lifting up his cami and bra as she licked and sucked on his nipples. Bennie was moaning and groaning as Maya did things he had only dreamed of in his wildest fantasies. When she lifted his skirt and licked and tongued his cock through the pantyhose and panties, she could taste his pre-cum leaking through the material. Knowing he was a virgin, and not wanting to make him cum too quick, she kissed down his legs and pulled off his socks to sucks and lick his toes through the hose. Bennie was squirming all over the sofa, in a world of complete bliss. Maya knew exactly what she was doing, and he hoped she never stopped. "Maya, please let me, ummmm, you know, taste you." Bennie had a look of a lost puppy dog as he asked her to let him eat her pussy. Maya smiled, standing up and pulled her dress up over her head and dropped it on the floor. She hadn't worn any panties, so all she had on was her heels. Kicking them off, she climbed over Bennie settling her dripping wet snatch over his face as she pulled his dick free from the confines of pantyhose and panties. When his cock sprang free, she caught it between her pouty red lips and began to lick and tongue the tip and peehole as he pushed his inexperienced tongue up her pussy. "Ooooh Bennie, see that little nub right there, at the top, lick and suck on it. Oh fuck yes, just like that!" He may be a virgin, but her was a quick learner. Maya was squealing in delight as Bennie worked his tongue around her clit and pussy lips. She sucked his cock loving the feel and taste on her lips and tongue. To her, there was nothing like tasting the cum of a virgin cock. Within minutes of starting, both Maya and Bennie were crying out in intense orgasms. Maya squirted her pussy nectar all over her lover, and Bennie almost drowned her in his cum shower. They both jerked and shook uncontrollably on the sofa as they rode out each others orgasms. When they both had calmed down, Maya moved around laying next to Bennie, holding his head to her breast as he tried to calm his breathing. "Are you ok love?" Maya was holding him close, his body still trembling in her arms. "Y...yesss I am ok. I have never felt anything like that in my life before." Bennie snuggled close, and couldn't stop himself from licking and tonguing her nipple as they lay together. "Oh it gets better sweetie. Wait until you actually get to fuck me and feel my pussy wrap around that hard cock." Maya smiled as he moaned at her words. She reached down and found his cock to still be rock hard, and ready for round two. "Do you think you are ready for the ride of your life?" She kissed his lips softly as she stroked his throbbing cock slowly. "Oh Maya, I so want to fill your pussy and ass with my cock. The only thing is, I don't have any condoms." Bennie looked into her eyes with a worried smile, not knowing what her reaction would be. "Oh don't worry Bennie, I cant get pregnant and I want to feel that virgin cum inside my holes." Bennie's cock twitched in excitement in her hand when she mentioned him cuming inside her pussy and ass. Rolling Bennie on his back, Maya climbed on top settling her pussy right over him, and lowered herself slowly down onto his cock. His cock wasn't the biggest she had ever had, but for some reason it touched a spot inside her that made her almost go wild. She rode him like a bucking bronco as Bennie reached up and pinched and twisted her hard nipples. Bennie could feel her pussy muscles squeezing his cock like a vise, and it made him fuck up into her from underneath. He didn't know what overtook him, but without realizing what he was doing, he rolled over on top of Maya and began to fuck her hard and deep. "Oh fuck yes, yess Bennie fuck me hard and deep." Maya was lost in complete ecstasy as he pounded her the way she liked it. Bennie, urged on by her dirty talk, lifted her legs over his shoulders and began to give it to her like he saw the actors do in the porn movies. Before she knew what was happening, she was having multiple orgasms that never seemed to end. She cried and squealed like a schoolgirl as Bennie pounded out 20 years of virginity into her horny body. Bennie loved the way she moved and cried out each time she came all over his cock. He couldn't stop if he wanted to, and he definitely didn't want to. The whole apartment smelled of wild ecstatic sex. He hoped they weren't making too much noise for his neighbors. This was his first ever time for sex, and he was having the time of his life. Stopping him just long enough to catch her breath, Maya turned over and got on her hands and knees. "Fuck me from behind Bennie. I want you to ram that hard dick of yours right up my pussy until I make both your balls explode deep inside me." Maya wiggled her ass in his direction, moaning as she slapped her own ass and knew he was going to fuck her so hard and deep. "Oh Maya, I want to fuck you so good, that when we are done, you want be able to walk for a week." Bennie moved in behind her, and pushed himself deep inside her in one hard thrust. Maya gripped the sofa with both hands as Bennie fucked her with everything he had. She never expected to get this kind of fucking from a cross-dressing virgin who had just moved out on his own. He seemed to be able to go forever without shooting his cum inside her. Just when she thought she couldn't take much more, Bennie pulled out all the way, then rammed back inside her frantically screaming out, "oh im cumming, oh my god I am cumming!" A New Life With his loud cry, Maya exploded in her own orgasm, causing them both to almost fall of the sofa. Their bodies jerked and shook violently as they came uncontrollably and then collapsed completely exhausted. Bennie lay on top of her, his cock still pushed deep inside her pussy, as he emptied his balls into her. Maya felt her whole body shudder and her pussy literally suck his cock making sure it got all his cum. They both fell asleep in each others arms, unable to speak or move after their wild sex session. When Bennie finally woke, he realized he had slept through the night, and it was now morning. The sun was shinning bright through his curtains, and his body ached from head to toe. Looking around, he noticed Maya wasn't anywhere around, and that she had left a note. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, trying to wake up. Reading the note, he had a big smile on his face. "Dear Bennie, thank you so much for last night. I wanted to stay and be there when you woke up, but I had to get to my other job. I will never forget our time together, and I hope if you ever decide to call again, that you will pick me." She signed it and kissed it leaving her sexy lip marks on the paper. Getting up and cleaning up the mess they had made, Bennie decided he needed a long hot shower. Going into his bedroom, he took off the messed up and ruined clothes he had slept in. The pantyhose were totally destroyed, and his skirt and top would need washing before he could wear them again. The bra and panties would need washing too, but weren't in too bad of shape. Climbing into the hot pouring water of his shower, he soaked and let the water release the tension in his body. Last night had been the most amazing night of his life. Once out of the shower, he slipped on a white lace panty, matching bra and a pair of white stay up stockings. Bennie feeling bold and very happy, slipped on a flowery sundress that come down to his knees. It was made with multicolored flowers in the design, and had a little frill around the top over his chest. Slipping on a pair of white ballet flats, he decided to go down to the mailboxes and check his mail. He knew it wasn't time, but he felt like going out and letting the world see the real him as he felt he should be, if only for a brief moment. Walking along the sidewalk, he waves to several people who greeted him along the way, acting as if he was any other girl out taking a walk. One woman was in the apartment laundry mat with her baby doing her clothes and trying to keep her baby quiet. Reaching his mailbox, he of course found nothing in it, then walked over to the laundry room and bought two sodas. "Here you go miss, you look like you could use something cold to drink." Bennie approached the older woman using his most feminine voice he could muster. "Oh thank you, yes I most definitely could use a drink. Do you by any chance have a bit of rum or vodka to put in it?" She laughed as she popped the top on the soda and took a big gulp causing her throat to burn from the extreme coldness of the liquid. "My name is Barbie, I just moved into 9B. I just wanted to get out and feel the morning sun on my face." Bennie was surprised at how quickly he come up with a name for his feminine side. It seemed to fit since he looked at himself like a sort of Barbie doll. "Very nice to meet you, my name is Francine. I live in apartment 14A. I am actually right across the way from your building." Francine didn't seem to notice that the person she might have seen earlier in the apartment was different from the person in front of her now. The stood and talked a while, Bennie examining the different things she folded and put in the clothes baskets. Having finished her laundry, Bennie offered to help her carry her clothes to her apartment since she had her baby girl with her. "Oh thank you Barbie, it takes me forever to get anything done with my little niece visiting." They carried her things to her apartment, and he got to hold the little baby. Francine hurriedly put away her things, and poured them both a glass of lemonade as they sat and visited. "I am sorry, I took it this was your beautiful little girl. She is so adorable, and she favors you a lot." Bennie thought that Francine was a handsome woman for what he thought was a woman in her late 40's. Francine had a very rugged look, wearing faded jeans, an oversized t-shirt and slip on leather sandals. Her hair was cut to just below her collar, and was a deep mahogany color. Her body was hidden under her lose shirt, but she looked like she had small but firm breasts. Her legs were long, and the jeans were snug enough to show her shapely round butt. Francine didn't wear makeup, and she had a light tan on her body that brought out the green color of her eyes. Not realizing she had asked him a question, Bennie blushed red when she caught him looking her over and she cleared her throat. Bennie snapped back into the present and tried to play it off. "Sorry, I am a bit tired, I didn't get much sleep last night, and its been a long week for me." Bennie hoped she would think him sincere, and not make anything out of him checking her body out. "Oh I understand really, a move is always tiring, and then getting settled in. I want to give you a little something to welcome you to our little complex." Francine stood walking into the kitchen, moving things around, she came back with a wine bottle in her hand. "I am not much of a wine drinker, and you might enjoy this more than I would." She handed Bennie a bottle of Merlot, that was made in the California wine area. "Oh wow, thank you so much, I have never had wine, but I will definitely save this for a special occasion." Thinking it time for him to leave, he offered Francine a small hug, and said he would invite her over sometime for maybe dinner and a glass of wine. They both laughed, and she said she would like that, but she would rather have bourbon than wine with her meal. Bennie made a mental note and left her apartment and walked back to his. Later that evening, Bennie cooked a microwave meal, and sat watching his favorite TV shows while enjoying his first meal in his home. He didn't have a regular phone yet, but at least he still had his cell phone. He had to return back to work on Monday, and was kind of ready since being on your own often meant you had nothing or no one to talk to. After doing his few dishes, it was late, and he really was tired, so Bennie slipped off his dress and stockings, he slipped into bed wearing nothing but a satin nightgown and a thong panty. Early the next morning, Bennie woke up feeling refreshed and hungry. Slipping out of bed, he removed his night clothes, and stepping into the shower letting the warm water wake him up properly. Using the scented body wash and shampoo, he cleaned himself and jerked off into the shower. He often woke with a morning hard-on, and usually had to relieve himself in the shower. Once out of the shower, and completely dry, Bennie picked out his outfit for the day. Thinking he might get out and go to a local bookstore later, he decided on a matching sports bra and thong panty in light blue color, a t-shirt and girls running shorts. He took out a pair of rainbow ankle socks and slipped those on, then put on a pair of girls sneakers. Bennie then decided to do his nails, and try applying a little make-up. He settled on a blue color that matched his bra and panties, and he used just a little blush, eyeliner and lipstick to give him a more girly look. Putting his long hair up in a ponytail, he felt like he was presentable enough to go out in public as a girl. Checking himself out in his mirror, he thought he did a good job with his make-up. It hadn't been the first time he applied make-up, but it was his first time to really try and make it look sensible and not slutty. After he finished getting ready, he heard a slight knock on his door. "Hang on just a second, I will be right there." Bennie wondered who could be knocking on his door, the only people who knew where he lived were his parents and the lady he met yesterday. Opening the front door, scared and a bit nervous, he saw Francine standing there smiling holding a small box and a couple of small bags in her arms. "Hi Barbie, I just thought I would bring over a couple things that might help you." Francine give him a knowing smile, and walked into his apartment. "Oh my, definitely needs a woman's touch, and I don't mean just your apartment." They both began to laugh, feeling the tension and awkwardness break as they both sat on his living room sofa. "H....how did you know? I mean I only just met you yesterday, and you didn't say anything in the laundry room." Bennie looked at Francine, wondering if it was that obvious he was a boy trying to look like a girl. "Well, to be honest, you checking me out at my apartment was the give away. I suspected you weren't what you appeared to be. I also caught a glimpse of you and the young woman in your apartment the first night here." Bennie blushed bright red, and looked down at the floor ashamed of being seen and caught. "Please don't feel bad, I think its kind of cute you wanting to dress as a woman, and to be honest, it doesn't bother me you were checking me out either." Bennie, with tears in his eyes, hugged Francine feeling a bit relieved that she wasn't mad at him. He was afraid she would call the cops on him or call him a pervert or something. Instead, she pulled him close and comforted him, as she got a closer look at him. "When I saw you outside the door, I was so scared, I didn't know what to think. I mean I was forced to leave home because of my lifestyle and who I wanted to be." Bennie told his story to her, and explained this was his way of relaxing and feeling more comfortable with himself. Francine listened, and gave him a few tips about his hair and make-up. She had brought her make-up and nails kits, to help him learn how to do it properly. After a couple of hours of trial and error, Bennie felt like he was comfortable enough to do his own from then on. Francine encouraged him to sit down and try different combinations when he had time and see what he really liked best. Francine also handed him a make-up set of his own to keep, saying she had plenty and that was just extra she never used. Her next tips were on his nails, which she said really needed work. Bennie was worlds worst about biting his nails, and had bit them down really low. Removing his blue polish, Francine showed Bennie how to clean, file and polish his nails to look the way they should. Bennie felt a certain connection to Francine, and listened to everything she showed and taught him. Bennie was a very shy and quiet guy, and would have never asked her for the help she was giving him right then. He was in awe of her knowledge and couldn't stop smiling and giggling when she would show him something he had down wrong. By the time she was finished, Barbie looked like a whole new girl. Francine had even given him a few hair tips, and offered to take him shopping if he wanted. Feeling overwhelmed by her generosity, Bennie accepted her invitation to go shopping. She left to go get her things, and Bennie locked up and started his car. Once on their way, Francine explained that Barbie would need to get a clutch purse or small handbag to keep her personal things in. Women didn't wear wallets in their back pockets or just stuff things in their pockets like men often did. Barbie drove while Francine explained that if she was going to live her life as a woman, she had to change things a little bit, or she would definitely have a hard time getting accepted as a female. Once they got to the mall, Francine took Barbie around to a couple of salon stylist boutiques she often visited for her beauty products. They bought blushes, rouges, lips tips, liners, and all the other things a woman needs to look beautiful each day. Francine told Barbie that she had been a salon stylist for 6 years after she graduated high school. Barbie told her new best friend about her two years in cosmetology in school but she didn't really learn that much, cause her parents disapproved of her enrolling. After beauty shopping, they made a couple of stops at some clothing and shoe stores. Francine bought Barbie a few things that she felt she would enjoy. She bought corsets, a set of silicone breast attachments and got her ears pierced so she could wear real earrings. They went into a nearby dressing room, and Francine showed Barbie how to attach her breasts, and helped her for her first time putting them on. Barbie immediately felt the change in weight on her chest, and the difference in how her clothes fit. She couldn't keep her hands off her breasts as she looked and paraded in front of the dressing room mirror. After about 4 hours of shopping and trying on different things, they both stopped at a local bistro and had a small lunch. Francine told Barbie about her life, and how she had grown up in a large family, didn't have a lot of money, and how when she got old enough, she moved out and joined the military. Francine served 4 years in the Navy, and went to college to get her business degree. Francine now ran her own advertising agency out of a small office about 5 miles from her apartment. After their lunch, they returned to the apartments, and Francine said her goodbyes. Barbie gave her a hug and a little kiss on the cheek, saying she hoped to see her again very soon. After she was back in her own apartment, she put away all her new stuff, and got on her laptop to see if Maya would be available for another night of wild hot sex. Sadly she wasn't working that night, but the operator said that Maya had left special instructions for in case Bennie called. Having been given her personal number, Barbie called Maya and set up a special session that would start about 6pm and last all night. It was only noon, and Barbie was feeling a bit tired from all the walking and shopping her and Francine had done that morning. Deciding to take a small nap, she slipped off her clothes and laid on her bed falling asleep almost instantly. Barbie woke a bit later than she wanted, realizing Maya would be arriving in about 45 minutes. She got up, got a quick shower washing off the sweat and dirt of the earlier part of the day. Wanting to look really sexy for Maya, Barbie picked out a white cotton mini skirt, a pink low cut sheer blouse, a pink lace bra and panty set and white seamed stockings with leg garters. Barbie had a bit of trouble getting her seams straight, but she did it finally. Slipping on a pair of pink 6" open toed stiletto's to finish off the outfit, Barbie felt ready to have all the wild sex Maya could give her. She attached her false breasts and the bra being a bit of a pushup bra give her a nice cleavage. Just as Barbie was spritzing on some really sexy perfume, she heard Maya knocking on her door. Answering the door, Barbie got the approving look from Maya she so hoped for. Maya grabbed her in a big hug, screaming in a happy high pitched voice about how gorgeous she looked. Maya almost knocked Barbie down as she hugged and kissed her taking in her newfound beauty. "Oh damn Bennie, you look like a million dollars. I don't know what you did, but keep it up and I might get you a job working at the escort service I work at." Maya giggled when Bennie/Barbie blushed bright red and insisted she could never be an escort. Maya laughed and pinched her on the butt, tell her she would just have to wait and see what the future might hold for her. After the were sitting, and talking about what she had been doing, Barbie told Maya about her new name, and that her neighbor had been the one to help her. Maya congratulated her sexy friend on reaching a new level in her life, and that if there was anything she could do, to please let her know. Barbie just wanted to make love to Maya all night long and push her hardening cock into Maya's ass like she promised the last time they were together. Showing Maya to her bed, Barbie laid her down and joined her and started to kiss her all over. Maya had worn an almost see-through dress, that barely come below her perfect ass. She never wore panties, but she was wearing black fishnet stockings this time. Barbie started with her lips, and kissed Maya tenderly and passionately as she slid her hands under her dress touching her wet shaved pussy. Maya was moaning and writhing under her touch and kisses from the start, knowing what Barbie wanted from her. Pulling her dress up over her head, Barbie locked her lips onto the stiff pointy nipples, biting and sucking on them like a baby hungry for milk. As she made love to Maya's breasts, her fingers were buried in Maya's pussy, touching her g-spot making her cry out in passion over and over as Barbie never let up. "Oh Barbie, I think I am falling in love with the way you make me feel. I have never met anyone who could make me orgasm like you." Maya pushed on Barbie's head wanting her to shove that wonderful tongue deep inside her holes. Barbie didn't disappoint her. Licking and tonguing her way lower, she teased Maya mercilessly, stopping at her navel treating it like she would her pussy. Maya was lost in lust and passion, hoping this night would never end. When Barbie's tongue hit Maya's clit, you would have thought the world exploded. Maya jerked up off the bed as she had the most intense orgasm of her life. Barbie continued to lick and suck on her clit and pussy lips through one orgasm to another. Maya was screaming into a pillow so not to let all the neighbors hear her. Barbie licked lower and pushed her tongue against Maya's puckered star, teasing and wiggling against it until she felt her tongue slip inside. Maya didn't care where Barbie's tongue or mouth was, as long as it was on her body making her cum. Barbie pushed her tongue in and out of Maya's ass, tasting her muskiness and loving every bit of it. The taste of her ass, made Barbie want more and buried her tongue as deep as she could. "Oh my god Maya, I love your tight little butt. I cant believe I didn't do this our first time together." Barbie mumbled to Maya as she pressed her face deeper between the cheeks of Maya's ass. "Ooooh Barbie, I cant believe it either. It doesn't matter now, because my ass is yours for the taking." Maya raised her legs up spreading her ass wide so Barbie could get deeper into her backdoor. Barbie pushed her legs back as far as she dared, and eat Maya's ass like it was the sweetest dessert she ever had. Maya cried and moaned louder and louder as her loved made love to her like no one else ever had. "I want you Maya, I want to cum inside your ass." "Oh yes sweetie, I want you to fuck my ass and cum inside me all you want." Maya sat up and pulled Barbie onto the bed. Laying her back, Maya reached under her skirt tugging down Barbie's sexy panties. Looking into her eyes, Maya swallowed Barbie's cock in one motion, making Barbie moan out loud and grip the bed sheets. Maya knew how much Barbie liked having her hard cock between Maya's red lips, and she loved the taste of her cum in her mouth too. Barbie couldn't believe how much her life changed in just a couple of days. Just three days ago, her parents were helping her to pack all her belongings and shoving her out the door into the world on her own. Now she was laying here, with a gorgeous woman sucking her cock dressed as a woman and having the best time of her life. Pulling off her cock, Maya went over to her bag, and took out a bottle of lube. Barbie was so excited, she knew what was next, and could hardly contain herself. Maya squirted a big amount of lube on Barbie's cock getting it all slippery and ready. When Maya laid back on the bed, spreading her legs wide, Barbie squirted some more on her fingers and worked them into Maya's ass. When she felt she was ready, Barbie moved closer pressing her cock against Maya's ass. A New Life "Oh fuck Barbie, give me your cock, fuck my ass like there is no tomorrow." Maya loved to talk dirty the hornier she got, and she was on fire right now. Barbie didn't need any cheering, she slowly worked her cock up inside Maya, and was soon sliding her hard cock in and out of the most wonderful place she could think of. Fucking her a little deeper and harder the longer they went, Barbie and Maya were in a constant rhythm the whole time. Maya seemed to have a continuous orgasm, never stopping her cries and screams of ecstasy. Before she could try and control herself, Barbie was crying out that she was cumming, filling Maya's ass with so much cum that it poured out around her shaft. Maya came again at the same instant Barbie did, and they both collapsed onto the big bed unable to speak or move. After about 20 minutes, Barbie slid off top of Maya, but kept her in her arms kissing her lips softly. Barbie didn't know if sex could be any better than this, but she sure hoped it would never end with Maya. They soon fell asleep in each others arms, Barbie with her head on Maya's breasts breathing softly as Maya snuggled her under the covers. Couple hours later, they both sat in the kitchen, eating sandwiches and drinking diet sodas. Barbie had awoke first, and let Maya sleep as she cleaned up and started to make something to eat. It had been a long day, and they were both exhausted, as they sat talking about everything that had happened. "Barbie, I really have enjoyed our time together, but you know that I am just an escort. I mean I do this for a living, my other job is just a part-time job I do to make extra money." "I know Maya, but I really like you. I mean you were my first, and so far the best." They both laughed at that comment, as they finished they dinner and cleaned up their mess. Too tired to do much anything else, Maya and Barbie stripped out of their clothes, and went to sleep naked except Barbie wore cute little ankle socks she always loved to sleep in. They helped to keep her feeling girly, and also kept her feet warm. The next morning, they both woke and showered together. Maya didn't have to go to work that day, but she had to get back to her place to check on her cat and do some laundry. Barbie on the other hand, had to be back at work and dreaded putting on her guy clothes. After Maya had left with a goodbye kiss, Barbie slipped on a white thing panty and a matching white cami. She decided that she could wear those under her slacks and dress shirt she had to wear at the tele-center. Barbie then decided on a pair of suntan pantyhose with black slouch socks to hide them in case anyone could see her legs. Feeling a bit better, Barbie finally put on her black dress pants, blue dress shirt and her men's dress shoes. Stuffing a guys wallet with her ID and money in her back pocket, Barbie went to work feeling about as good as she could considering she had to dress like a man at her job. No one looked at him any different when he clocked in for work. To them, he was just Bennie, in his normal clothes coming in to work after a short time off. Jessica, the receptionist out front, greeted him as always and asked how his moving went. "Better than I expected, but I think it will take forever to get stuff put away out of boxes." Bennie talked to Jessica as he always did, she was very nice, and a bit of a ditz as a blonde. He liked Jessica, they had eaten lunch together several times, and she was easy to talk to when he was really stressed out. He never really thought of her in a sexual way because she was always talking about her boyfriend. Jessica was no glamour queen, but she was pretty in her own way. When she stood up, she was about 5'8" tall, and often wore hear hair short in a boyish style. She dressed very conservative, usually in loose slacks, dark loose fitting blouses, and never wore heels. Barbie had never seen her in anything different, so he had no idea what kind of figure she had. Jessica usually wore a tie also, which he thought was weird for a woman to wear a tie. Throughout the day Barbie met and talked with business associates, feeling like they knew his secret. At the end of the day, he felt stupid because he had stressed out of nothing. On his way out for the day, Jessica said bye in an unusual way that was not like her. "Is everything ok Jessica? You don't seem to be your normal self this evening." Barbie approached her seeing that she had been crying. "Oh! I am ok, I just....that damn boyfriend of mine just left a message on my cell phone thinking I was someone else." Jessica looked as if she had just lost her best friend, and wouldn't look up to meet Barbie's gaze. "It never dawned on me that he was seeing someone else, much less his own boss." Jessica broke down again, and Barbie held her in a hug and tried to comfort her. "Oh my, I am so sorry Jessica. If you ask me, its his loss, and you are better off without him if he is screwing around on you." Barbie hoped his words would soothe her heart ache, and wiped away her tears as she tried to smile for his benefit. "You're right, he is and was a jerk. He had a pencil for a dick, and was lame in bed. I got more thrills from my washing machine than I did from him." Jessica tried to smile, and even laughed a little bit at her comment. Barbie grinned and had a laugh with her, giving her a hug. "If there is anything I can do, let me know. You know, like if you want his legs broken, or to take a dirt nap or something like that." They both began laughing happily and it made him feel better to see her smile and seem a bit less down. "Oh I don't think any of that will be necessary. It's a shame I don't have crabs or some STD that I could have given him before he did this." "Oh don't think like that, maybe he will get it from the slut he is banging now. Better you find out now, than later on and you end up with something Ajax wont wash off." They giggled and carried on like that for a few more minutes, then he gave her another hug and walked out to go home. On his way home, Barbie stopped at the liquor store and bought a small bottle of his favorite alcohol. He hadn't had a drink since his birthday, and after his first day back to work, he needed something to settle his nerves. Once at home, he quickly stripped out of his work clothes and slipped into a white full length negligee. It felt so good to be back in total feminine clothes. He pulled off his slouch socks, and tossed them into his hamper. Over the last couple of days, he had acquired a few more dirty clothes than normal. He never thought about how women usually had more laundry to do than guys did. He hoped he would have enough to get him by until the weekend. Cooking his dinner, he thought about Jessica, Maya and Francine. He had become friends with three totally different women over a short time, yet he felt differently towards them as a woman than he did as a guy. Jessica was a good friend, and he cared for her in he hated what her boyfriend was doing to her. Maya was a great lover, and she made him feel like no other woman he thought could. Francine had a big heart, and he really enjoyed her company, and her helpful tips that she used to teach him things he needed to know to be a woman. While he sat down to eat, he noticed he seemed a bit more conscious about what and how he eat. He was taking smaller bites, eating more healthy, and not eating nearly as much. When he lived at home, he seemed to eat all the time, and eat large amounts of everything at each meal. He also noticed he was cleaner on his own that he was at home. In his apartment, he kept his dishes clean, picked up after himself and made sure to use drink coasters when he put a glass on down. After putting away his leftovers, cleaning the kitchen and relaxing, Barbie tuned in to his weekly cooking show he loved to watch. It starred that British guy who loved to curse and holler about how ignorant his assistants were. Barbie loved to cook, but knew she could never take the abuse the chef used on the others. While watching his show, there was a very quiet knock on his door. Not thinking about it being someone he didn't want to see him in women's clothes, he answered the door. When the door open, he got the biggest shock and scare of his life. There, in front of him was Jessica, crying and looking like she had been beaten to within an inch of her life. "Oh my god! What happened to you?" Barbie took her carefully by the arm and led her into his apartment. Sitting her down on his sofa, he went and got a wet wash cloth, and sat beside her. "I.....confronted him about the message he left on my phone." That was all Jessica could get out before she broke down again and starting crying in Barbie's arms. Wiping her face, and brushing her hair from her face, Barbie looked her over, making sure nothing was broken. He was so mad and pissed off, he wanted to go confront her boyfriend and tell him to try hitting on him. He knew that if he did that, he would probably get his own brains beat out and then what good would he be to her in the hospital or dead. "Jessica, its ok, you are safe here. I wont let anything happen to you, and you can stay here as long as you need." Leaving her alone for a minute, Barbie went to the kitchen and poured her a small glass of his rum he had bought earlier, and returned to the sofa. "Here, drink this but do it slowly. It will help you relax and might make you feel a little better." Jessica took the glass and took it down in a single swallow. "ARGGGGHH!!!" She started coughing and choking as the alcohol burned all the way down her throat. "I told you to drink it slow, damn girl!" Barbie giggled a bit, and poured her another drink and poured him one too. They sat and he let he talk and get it all out. Before the night was over, they had finished the 5th of rum, and were feeling no pain. Barbie let her have his bed, and he slept on the sofa that night. He hoped she would be ok, and wondered why she never said anything about him being dressed in women's clothes. The next morning, he cooked breakfast for her and him while she slept. He fixed eggs, has browns and toast with orange juice and coffee. He knew she would call in sick, so he let her sleep while he got ready for work. Not feeling very feminine, he slipped on a white boy short panty, his pants, shirt and plain black dress socks with his shoes. Leaving a not for her, and putting her breakfast in the microwave, Barbie left to start his normal day. Once at work, everything was normal, and he was feeling better now that his hangover has subsided a bit. His boss come by asking if Jessica was ok, and said she was staying with him for a few days. Barbie ensured she was ok, just a little bruised and shaken up a bit. Their boss offered to help if there was anything he could do and went on his way. Jessica called him around lunch, thanking him for the lovely breakfast. "That was so good. I don't know what you did to your eggs, but I wished I had more of them to eat." She giggled as they talked and he noticed she seemed to be more herself today. "Well if you want, I can fix omelets tonight, and maybe something to go with them. I love to cook, and never have anyone to cook for." Barbie beamed at her comments, and was glad she was feeling better. "Oh, by the way, I borrowed one of your gorgeous dresses and some underwear after I got out of the shower. I was really shocked to see you dressed as a woman last night when you opened the door." There was a long silence on the line, and he didn't know how to respond. "I think that's something we can talk about when you get home later." "Umm, of course, and feel free to anything I have Jessica. Me casa su casa!" Feeling really nervous and worried now, Barbie had a hard time concentrating at work the rest of the day. He stopped at the liquor store on his way home and bought another bottle of rum, this time a bigger bottle. When he arrived at his apartment, Jessica was already cooking something on the stove. Whatever it was, it smelled delicious and he was more than hungry. "Hey there! I hope you brought an appetite, because we are having Szechwan noodles and stir fry for dinner." "Mmm mmmm mmmm...I don't know what you just said we were having, but it sounds yummy. Let me go get out of these grungy work clothes, clean up and I will come help you with dinner." Barbie went into his room and stripped down to nothing and got in the hot shower. The water felt good, and his tension and stress just seemed to wash away. When he dried off and entered his room, there was already something laid out on the bed. It appeared Jessica had picked out something for him she wanted to see him wear. On his bed, was a sheer white blouse, a cream colored skirt with a slit up the back, a matching bra and panty white in color and a pair of opaque white pantyhose. Barbie put everything on she had laid out, and added a pair of white 4" pumps to the wardrobe. Checking his hair, he put it into a ponytail and walked out to see what she would say. "WOW!!! Look at you! Who would ever have guess that little Bennie in telemarketing would turn out to be such a gorgeous woman." She laughed giving him a wink as she cooked their dinner. "Jessica, I don't know what you think or feel about this, but I can try to explain if you let me." Barbie was sweating bullets as he tried to talk through the cotton that had formed in his mouth. She ignored him and begin to set the table with all the food that she had cooked. "Shhh! We can talk about that after dinner, right now I am hungry." Barbie joined her in putting out the food and then they sat down to eat. It was a pretty quiet dinner except with a little chit chat here and there. Jessica was a damn good cook, and Barbie wasn't going to ruin it. After dinner, they cleaned up and sat back down in the living room just looking at one another not saying anything. Barbie felt so uneasy and nervous, she was about to pee herself, waiting for Jessica to say something. "Bennie, I don't know what has happened to you. I am not going to judge you for what you like to do in your own home. To be honest, I think you make a better looking woman than you ever did a man." Jessica moved closer to Barbie and took his hand in hers. "Jessica, this has been something I have dealt with most all my life. It all started when I was a young boy, and I have enjoyed dressing in girls clothes ever since." Barbie held her hand, but wouldn't look her in the eye, so afraid of what he would she when she talked to him. "I think I understand Bennie, and I think its very cute that you want to be a woman at home. I would never have thought it seeing you at work." "Jessica, this isn't just something I want to do at home. I honestly want to live my life as a female. Please don't think bad of me for say this, but I sometimes think you look for manly than I feel." With those words said, Bennie began to cry, feeling all his emotions well up and come out. He had held it all in too long, and he couldn't hold it in any longer. Jessica laughed, shaking her head, and gave Bennie a gentle hug to comfort him. "Bennie, that is so funny that you said that. I know I dress somewhat boyish, because I feel like I am freakish in my physique." Barbie looked at her with a lost expression on his face, trying to understand what she meant. "I don't understand Jessica, to me you are very beautiful. Why would anyone think you to be a freak?" Blushing bright red, Jessica stood up and went into the bedroom closing the door. Barbie could hear sobs coming from the other room, and thought he had said something wrong. He went to the door, knocking, "Jessica, is everything ok?" "Please let me be Bennie. You wouldn't understand my situation, and I cant take anymore ridicule." Barbie opened the door, noticing all the lights were off and saw Jessica curled up on the bed in a fetal position. "Jess, please tell me what you meant. I promise I wont make fun of you, or ridicule you in any way." Barbie sat on the foot of the bed, touching her leg gently letting her know he cared. Getting up, Jessica walked over in front of him, and began to take off her clothes. She wasn't sexy in how she did it, she just took them off the way anyone else might do after a long day of work. Barbie noticed the more she took off, the less of a figure she had, and all the scars on her body. He reached out to touch them with his fingers and she pulled away. "Please don't Bennie. This happened to me two years ago, when I was in a bad accident. I almost didn't survive and spent 6 weeks in the hospital." Jessica has stripped down to her bra and panties, and was reluctant to go any further. "Let me see all of you please Jessica. You went this far, please let me see all of you so I will know." Barbie sat watching her as she removed her bra and panty, standing there totally naked. Her breasts were basically no breasts. Her bra looked like a training bra, and she wore granny panties to hide the rest of her scars. "Oh my, you are more beautiful than I ever imagined Jessica. It's a real shame you hide your body from those around you." "Yeah right! You see how I look, and my body. If I were to show it off, I would never hear the end of it. Doctors told me I would have to live with my scars until the day I die." Jessica began crying again, her head in her hands as she sat on the bed beside Barbie. Barbie thought he felt a little of what she felt. He could never go out in public totally dressed as a woman because the people he knew would call him a pervert and a freak. He held her close, and whispered to her it was ok. He give her neck a soft gentle kiss and he softly run his fingers over her scars as he spoke to her. It seemed to comfort her some sitting there letting a total stranger see and touch her body. "Jessica, no matter how you see yourself, you are a beautiful gorgeous woman any man would be lucky to have by his side. Any man who says or thinks different, is a fool and an idiot." Jessica looked into his eyes, looking for something that she knew was a line of crap. All she could see what trust and honesty in the eyes of a young guy who knew what it would be like to live in secret from everyone he knew. "Bennie, please don't play with me. I cant take jokes and tricks right now. I mean I barely know you, but I just showed you something only my closest family and friends know about me." She stood up and grabbed a silk robe he had hanging on the bathroom door and put it around her body tying it around her waist. "Jessica, I would never do that to you. I feel what you are going through in my own way. We are different, but we are also the same in certain ways." He stood up and walked into the living room turning out lights and shutting off the TV. Coming back into the room, he removed all his clothes, leaving the panties on as he urged her to sleep with him that night. She wouldn't remove the robe, which he was fine with, and she slept in his arms cuddled together all night in peace and comfort. The next morning, he woke with her still snuggled close, not wanting to wake her up. He called in sick to work, telling them he didn't feel to well, and that Jessica was calling in too. Their boss gave the ok, and said to take care of themselves. Slipping out of bed quietly, Barbie stripped the rest of his things off and climbed into the shower to wake up and wash the sleep off. Once he was dried off, Barbie put on a pink bra and panty set, attaching his false boobs, then slipped on Capri pants and a halter top. Adding a bit of make-up and perfume, he did his hair making it look better. Barbie slipped on a pair of cheerleader socks he had bought, and a pair of women's sneakers. Remembering how girls he knew growing up always wore ankle bracelets and toe ring, he found an old rope ankle bracelet a girl give him a long time ago and rolled it over his foot and up around his ankle. A New Life "I want that tape," Sandra demanded, standing up trying to wipe the cum of her chin. Albert put his trousers back on and retrieved the videotape and gave it to Sandra. She was doing her blouse up and noticed wet cum spots appearing on the front. She grabbed up her things and put them in her bag along with the tape. "Can I go now," she asked. "Yes, thank for your co-operation," he smiled broadly, "Until the next time," he added. Sandra left still tasting his cum, and went home, thinking about his enormous cock. The next day Sandra pondered whether to tell Maria what had happened with Albert, but by the time she got to the office she had decided not to. Maria came in and confirmed that the conference was indeed Monday and they had a hotel booked, Sandra was now thinking ahead to a sexy night with Maria. The day went by and Sandra said goodbye to Maria and said she would see her on Monday. Sandra left the office and was heading for the main door, Albert was again on duty he stood in his office doorway. As she drew nearer he beckoned her to him, "I want you to come to this address tomorrow morning," he said smiling at her. Sandra was a little surprised at his invitation. "Why," she asked. Albert looked her up and down, "I would like to have some more FUN with you," he said. "I don't think I can make it, I have a lot of things to do," she lied. "I think you ought to turn up," he replied, "I have a copy of the video, I'm sure you wouldn't like it to get into the wrong hands," he said smiling once again. Sandra was shocked to hear this, she turned and started to walk away. "Think about it, and don't be late," he added. Sandra went through the door into the street," What did he want," Maria said as she caught up with Sandra. "Oh, he took a message for me," Sandra answered, saying the first thing that came into her head. "See you Monday," Sandra said and went to get her bus. All the way home she was wondering what to do, she didn't want the video to get about, or to implicate her boss Maria and end up loosing her job. Saturday morning Sandra told her daughters she had to go to work for a while she did not now what time she would be back, but it wouldn't be late. She dressed in her usual office attire and looked at the address Albert had given her. She caught a bus that would take her there, she was feeling rather awkward and nervous, she found herself thinking about Albert huge cock which sent a little shiver of excitement down her back. She got of the bus and found she had a short walk to the address counting down the house numbers as she passed. them. Albert must have been watching for her, Sandra thought as he was stood in the doorway as she approached. "Welcome," he said, "I knew you would come," he added smiling again. Sandra went inside as Albert held the door open for her. "I have been having lots of dreams about you," he said, "I hope you don't think this is going to be a short stay, I want you to spend the whole day here". Sandra looked at her watch, it was only 9.30 am. He took her through to the back sitting room there were patio doors, which led into the garden. It was nice and warm and sunny outside. "The kitchen is out there," Albert said taking Sandra's coat and handbag. "You can make us both a coffee," he said ushering her towards the door. Sandra glared at him but said nothing and dutifully went and poured them both a coffee. She gave Albert his and they both sat down Albert in one chair Sandra sat opposite in another. As they drank Albert looked up, "Do you have stockings and suspenders on," he asked. Sandra blushed at his question and nodded in reply. "Pull your skirt up a little so I can see," he told her. Sandra was very embarrassed but did as he said pulling the hem up a little so he could see her stocking tops. "That's lovely," he said, "I can feel my cock stirring all ready," he added. They finished their coffee, "Where is the toilet," Sandra asked, Albert directed her upstairs and she left the room. When she came back Albert stood up, "You have too many clothes on," he commented. He slowly unbuttoned her blouse and took it of Sandra thought about protesting but knew it would be futile. He took her blouse off and looked at her tits bulging out of the curs of her black bra. "What a beautiful sight," he said admiringly. Then he unfastened her skirt and it fell to the floor, Sandra stepped out if it. Albert sat down and looked her up and down, she looked so sexy in black suspenders and stockings, with lacy black panties and her high-heeled shoes. "Turn right round slowly," he ordered, Sandra felt embarrassed but did as he said, Albert enjoying it the show rubbing his cock through his jogging pants. Albert stood up and went over to her he slackened the shoulder straps of her bra a little then slowly eased each tit out of it's cup and tucked the cup underneath to hold her tits up and out. "That is fantastic," he said, "You have a good body," he added as he lightly pinched both her nipples making them hard and Sandra wince a little. She felt quite awkward letting this man do these things to her but she knew she could do nothing about it. He had her walk around the room and he watched as her tits jiggle and bounced as she went. "Come here and undress me," he ordered. She obediently went towards him and took hold of his jersey and pulled it off over his head. He was naked to the waist, she took hold of the elastic waist of his jogging pants and pulled them down a little, his cock suddenly bounced out over the top of his pants it was almost erect and surprised Sandra. She pulled them down around his ankles and he stepped out of them, he was totally naked now. He slowly began wanking his huge cock, Sandra thought it was even bigger than she remembered it. He sat back in the chair, "Come and place your lovely mouth around my cock," he said. Sandra bent over in front of him and lowered her head and licked the tip of Albert tool. He sighed, "Oh you do that so well," he murmured. Sandra remembered the taste as she sucked the huge head between her lips and took as much of it in as she could. Sucking and licking it faster now, she thought if she got him to cum quickly she would soon be allowed to go home. "Stand up and turn round," he said, Sandra did, she felt him take hold of her panties and tug them down he made her lift her feet so he could take them off. "Bend right over," he ordered, Sandra did so slowly. "Open your legs," he said, Sandra opened them a little. "More, go on wider," he ordered. Sandra legs were wide open albert leaned forward in his seat, Sandra felt his hot breath on her pussy then he grabbed her hips and licked along the length of her pussy darting his tongue between her pussy lips into her cunt, Sandra sighed. She could feel her body beginning to respond to his tongue, he noticed, "There," he said, " I knew you would soon start to enjoy it, I love the taste of your juices," he said and went back to tongue lashing her clit. Sandra could feel how wet her pussy had become, his tongue was now licking up over her asshole. Albert noticed how this made her twitch and wriggle so he attacked it some more, and soon had the tip of his tongue in her asshole. Sandra was wriggling as he forced his tongue right inside. He removed his tongue and pushed her forward as he stood up. He led her over to the table and made her bend face first over it, then lifting Sandra left foot up placed it on the table as well. Sandra's legs were so wide apart if it was not for the table she would have fallen over. Albert moved in behind her, she felt his cock nuzzle up to her pussy lips then he slowly leaned forward forcing the tip of his cock opening her pussy slowly it slid inside she gasped as it's huge girth stretched her pussy lips wide and relentlessly sank deeper and deeper. He was soon right up to the hilt his balls were getting squashed between them, Sandra had never been so full of cock and he began to fuck her slowly at first then faster and more violently. She soon had her first orgasm shrieking loudly. Albert continued fucking her then he licked one of his huge fingers and slowly worked it into her ass. Sandra instantly shrieked and wriggled, Albert fucked her harder and she soon orgasmed again. He slid another finger alongside the first stretching Sandra asshole, she wriggled her bum and Albert slid his fingers in and out fucking her ass with them. He tried ti slide in a third finger, Sandra started to protest loudly, Albert slammed his cock hard into her pussy and managed to slide the third finger in at the same time. Sandra was bucking about on the table shaking her head violently from side to side. Albert pulled his cock out of her pussy and guided the tip towards her ass, and as he pulled his fingers out he pushed the tip of his cock into the wide-open orifice. Sandra screamed out as Albert's cock stretched her ass way beyond what it was used to, he kept up a steady pressure and watched as the head slowly slid in. Sandra's ass gradually stretched wider and wider to accept it's huge girth then suddenly it slid in without any more resistance. Albert sank it further and further inside, until he reached the limit, "God you have a tight ass, and it's hot in there," he said and slowly began sliding it in and out fucking Sandra's ass. Sandra moaned and shook as he fucked her faster and faster pumping her ass full with his huge cock. She felt his cock suddenly explode inside her jet after jet of his hot cum shower her insides. He stopped and left his cock in her ass, she could feel it slowly shrink in size. He eventually slid it out of Sandra's ass and watched as some of his cum oozed out and ran down the back of her thigh. He went and sat back down, Sandra thankfully returned her left leg to the floor she was beginning to get cramp in it, she stood up and felt my cum run down her legs, she went off to the toilet to clean up. She returned to the room her tits still hanging out of the top of her bra and only stockings, suspenders and high-heeled shoes on. She was surprised and shocked, as she entered the room, there was two other black guy's sat there as well as Albert. She turned and walked back out very quickly Albert followed and grabbed her arm and dragged her back into the room." These are friends of mine," he said, "don't be rude they want to meet you". Sandra was very angry but she knew she was in a fix. She was introduced to Jess and Kevin. They were looking her up and down admiringly. They moved apart on the sofa and made Sandra sit in the middle. Albert, still naked, watched as first Kevin started playing with Sandra's tits, she tried to stop him, but he was persistent and Albert wagged his finger at her so she meekly submitted. Jess to was playing with Sandra's tits, then Kevin took out his cock and took Sandra's hand and placed it on his cock. Sandra wanked it slowly, then jess took his cock out and Sandra soon had hold of that one as well. Albert was playing with his cock as he watched, Kevin placed a hand on Sandra'a leg and pulled it towards him opening her thighs and giving Albert, sat opposite, a good view of Sandra's pussy. Jess did the same with Sandra's other leg her thighs wide apart Kevin was first to beginning playing with her pussy. Then Sandra was roughly pulled onto Kevin's lap Jess lifted her a little so Kevin could direct his cock to Sandra's pussy and then she was pushed down to sit on Kevin's lap his cock buried deep inside her. She was pleased it wasn't as big as Albert's wasn't. She was being bounced up and down on Kevin's cock and hands were playing with her tits at the same time. She was then pulled onto the floor on her back Kevin lifted Sandra's legs over on top of her, her knees either side of her head. Jess knelt on the floor and looked at her wide-open pussy and slid his cock in and proceded to give Sandra a real good fucking. She had a couple of orgasms, then Albert said, "She likes it up the ass, you know". Sandra didn't want to hear that. Jess soon slid his cock out of Sandra's pussy and rubbed it up and down over her asshole and then pushed it in. Sandra winced as he buried it deep than he was fucking her ass quite roughly. Kevin said it was his turn now and Jess pulled out of her ass and they changed places, Jess was holding Sandra's legs whilst Kevin shoved his cock up Sandra's ass and began shagging her. Albert was loving the sex show, "Lets fuck her out in the garden," he suggested, they all agreed. Kevin and Jess got up as Albert opened the patio doors, "Get on your hands and knees," Albert said to Sandra. Jess and Kevin were out in the garden, "Crawl outside," Albert ordered Sandra, she duly craled slowly out through the patio doors, she hoped the neighbours didn't see her. Kevin was first to crouch behind her when she had reached the middle of the lawn, He shoved his cock up her pussy and carried on fucking her, then after a while he slid his cock out of her cunt and straight up her ass shagging her some more." She might like a sandwich fuck," Albert said. Jess lay on his back as Kevin pulled his cock out of Sandra. He made her crawl over the top of Kevin until she was looking straight him. Sandra was looking down into Jess's eyes as he guided his cock into Sandra's cunt. Kevin knelt behind her and slid his cock straight up her ass Sandra shrieked loudly as she was filled with two cocks. Albert knelt at her head and she looked up to find his enormous cock was hard again and he pushed it into her face. She soon had it pushed down her throat. Kevin as he fucked her ass reached around and was pinching her nipples and pulling them. Sandra was being well fucked in every hole. Kevin was first he pulled out of her ass and shot load after load of cum over her ass and back. Jess shot his cum deep up inside her cunt. Albert pulled his cock from her mouth and went behind her and shoved his cock up her ass, Sandra shouted out as his huge member invaded her ass again. Albert gave her another good shagging up her ass and then her pussy before pulling out so spray his second lot of cum on her ass and back. Sandra had never experienced as much pain, pleasure and orgasm's in all her life. She looked up so see Kevin and Jess taking photos of her Albert's big cock lying along her ass covered in cum. She shouted at them to put the camera away. She got up and went into the house, She looked at her watch it was nearly 3 o'clock she had spent nearly 4 hours being fucked. Her tits were sore, so was her pussy and especially her asshole. "I want that other video," she demanded of Albert, "And I want the photos your friends have just taken," she added. Albert smiled back at her, "There is no other video, I lied," he said, "We will keep the photos but you can see them when we get them developed," he answered still smiling broadly. "That's not fair, you will keep on blackmailing me, what have I got to do to stop it," she asked angrily. "All you have to do is to come here occasionally and let us fuck you and everything will be all right. You are a very sexy lady and a damn good fuck and I think you may have secretly enjoyed it," Albert answered. "I'm going home," Sandra said heatedly. "You can't go like that, look at your stockings," he said. Sandra looked down to see the knees had big holes in and grass stains as well. Albert undid her suspenders from her stockings and rolled them down her legs, Sandra kicked them off. He reached behind her and unfastened her suspender belt and let it fall to the floor. "What are you doing," she asked. "I'm taking off your dirty clothes," he answered, undoing her bra and removing that as well. She stood there totally naked as Jess and Kevin picked up all of her clothes. "Now what," she inquired. Albert kicked her high heeled shoes towards her she put her feet in them he held out her coat for her to put on. "What about my clothes," she asked. "We will keep them here as souvenirs," he answered, "Your coat is just about long enough to hide you pussy, maybe," he laughed. She could feel the cum running down her back and her legs, she put her arms into the sleeves of her coat and put it on. She was still fastening the few buttons on it as Albert and his friends bundled her out of the door. She could feel the air around her hot swollen pussy and ass she tried to hold the hem of her coat shut as she left Albert's house, she could here them laughing behind her. She hoped the coat was long enough to hide her privates, she walked slowly along to the bus stop . Fortunately one came along quite soon before anyone else came along. The bus driver got a very good look as she got on the bus, she reached out to grab the handles to pull herself aboard and her coat opened to the waist. "I bet your feeling a draft," he commented smiling broadly. Sandra's face turned bright red and she quickly covered her self up. "You have made my day," he added as she paid her fare and sat down holding her coat together as best she could. She got off at her stop, "See you again sometime I hope," the bus driver said. Sandra waved to him as he drove off. She made it home her girls were out so she didn't have any awkward explaining to do. She ran a bath and had a long soak and washed all the cum off her body. She then washed down the inside of her coat there was cum stains there too. That night she lay awake reliving the events of the day and reluctantly found her pussy was getting quite wet. A New Life This is a story that I wrote about a year ago for a lady friend of mine. She was in a failing marriage and needed a little cheering up. Judi (not her real name) is a 35-year-old woman with short brown hair and brown eyes. Her skin tone is the natural tan of a Mediterranean background. She still has gorgeous breasts with large brown nipples (I suppose you are wondering how I know that-that's a story for another time). Her ass is a perfect ten in my opinion and commands stares whenever she wears those tight white short shorts (she will blush at me saying that). Judi's fantasy was always to meet a handsome black man that could dominate her. I wrote the story with that in mind. Since the story was originally written, Judi has found the man of her dreams. She now knows that sometimes fantasies do come true. She is still married and believes that she has the best of all worlds. Judi agreed to let me publish this story with the hope that other women will have the courage to live their dream. I intend to edit each chapter (there are quite a few) to bring the fantasy and her reality closer together. If I receive positive feedback, I will continue to post. - Gary * * * * * When Judi left for work that morning, it seemed like it was going to be just another early fall day. What she didn't know was that this would be a day like no other, a day that would change her life forever. Her mind was occupied with personal issues as she drove to work. Her relationship with her husband Don had been going down hill for some time. It might have started when Don had lost his job several years ago. Then again it was probably before that. Maybe it was the time she had found out that Don was sterile and had hid it from her. Don and Judi had married when Judi was 18 and Don was 28. They, or at least she, had wanted children very badly. Don had seemed less committed and now Judi knew why. Despite Don's knowledge of being sterile, he continued to lead Judi on, letting her think she could have children if they just tried harder. Judi was now 35 and her biological clock was ticking. Now she feared that the clock would run out without her ever having a child to love and raise. At least Judi had a good job, bringing in a great income. That's what the fight last night had been about. It had been two years, plenty of time to find a job, but Don was content to stay home and do nothing. Judi's growing anger had been at least partially responsible for what had happened. She had been distracted and had forgotten to place a large order for the recycling equipment her company produced. Now the company was in jeopardy of losing their biggest account. Judi had worked for Derrick Enterprises for seven years. She liked her job and was paid a very good salary in addition to commission. Derrick, her boss and owner, was tough but fair. He had treated her well, and now she had let him down. If they lost the account it could bankrupt the company. Derrick had been very upset with Judi and had scheduled a session this afternoon. Judi worried all day and night that she would lose her job. Then she thought, "no, Derrick liked her and she liked him". If the truth were known Judi had had a crush on him for years. He was a tall, handsome and muscular man of 38 that radiated an animal magnetism. He was also one of the few African Americans Judi had ever known personally. Derrick's company had been started from scratch, growing to a multi-million dollar firm in about ten years. They sold recycling equipment to businesses that needed to recover raw materials. Derrick was partial to black companies and tried to do business with them anytime possible. Until Judi had come to work for Derrick Enterprises, she had very little contact with black people, growing up in a white upper middle class community. She had never been prejudice but Don, on the other hand, was a borderline racist. He hated that Judi worked for Derrick's company but the money Judi brought home overcame his racism. That didn't stop him from bad mouthing the company, and specifically Derrick, every chance he got. Judi had always felt guilty about her crush on Derrick, yet she had never really done anything to be ashamed of. Yes, there were those times when their hands touched and a shock ran through her, and there was that kiss last New Years Eve. Judi still trembled when her mind would drift back to that night. It was a party at his house. They had walked outside to get fresh air. Several minutes before midnight, Derrick had grabbed her and kissed her. Instead of pushing him away, Judi had melted into him as his lips covered hers. She had almost passed out when she felt his tongue enter her mouth. His large hands had slid down the open back of gown, all the way to her ass. When he let her go and silently walked back into the house, Judi almost collapsed. Judi found that her panties were sopping wet when she went to the bathroom. Not much had happened after that. Once, she had felt his hand brush her breast as they worked together on a project, but that must have been an accident. Another time she saw him look up her skirt as she sat in front of his desk. Still there were no overt moves by Derrick and he seemed to be happily married. She had seen him smile several time's as she blushed when she was caught looking at his crotch. It was obvious that what they said about black men was true in his case; it did appear that he had a very large penis. Judi looked at the clock a hundred times thinking this day would never end. She was worried about her four o'clock meeting but also excited about seeing Derrick. Things had been so busy lately that she had not had a lot of close contact with him over the past several weeks. She almost jumped when she heard the clock on the wall chime four times. She picked up a pad of paper and hurriedly walked to Derrick's large office. He was the phone when she entered. With a wave of the hand, he indicated that she should sit down. Nervously she waited as Derrick talked quietly to someone. It sounded like he was talking to her client but she couldn't be sure. Finally, when the conversation ended, she could see that Derrick was very unhappy. He didn't say anything for several minutes, just stared at her. Judi could almost hear her heart beating. The clock on the wall ticked loudly in the otherwise silent room. When he spoke, Judi almost jumped out of her seat. "Judi, do you know what you have done to my company?" he asked sternly, not letting her answer before going on. "You may have put me out of business. Your gross oversight has caused J & R to cancel all future orders, costing this company millions of dollars in income." There was silence again in the room as Judi's tears began to fall. "I should fire you right now," Derrick said. "Please don't Derrick, I am so sorry, it was only an oversight, and I promise that it will never happen again," Judi cried. "It's too late for apologies, the damage is done," Derrick replied. "I can't afford to lose my job, you know Don hasn't worked for years. Please, what can I do?" Judi pleaded. "Well, I should fire you and I may still do it, but James and his brother Reggie have agreed to see us in their office tomorrow," Derrick said. "Even if I keep the business, I am not sure I can trust you anymore." "I have never made a mistake like that before, and I promise it will never happen again, what else can I do?" Judi pleaded. "All right you have apologized already, we will go to see J & R tomorrow but I am very angry with you and I need to get that anger out of me," Derrick said. "If you are going to continue to work for me, there are going to be conditions." "What conditions, I'll do anything," Judi said, feeling some relief. Derrick got up from his chair and walked around to lean against the desk directly in front of Judi. Judi opened her mouth to say something when her eyes fell on the crotch of Derrick's slacks. Her face began to flush as she saw the familiar bulge in her boss's pants. She had never been this close to "it" before. Her mind went blank as her eyes focused on the object before her. "Judi, I am going to tell you to do something and you can refuse. If you do, I want you to have your desk cleaned out by the end of the day and I never want to see you again. Do you understand?" "Yes, I...I, guess so," Judi said, refusing to look into Derrick's eyes. "Take my cock out of my pants," Derrick said. Judi sat there stunned, thinking she had heard wrong. "Pardon me?" Judi said. "You heard me, I said take my cock out of my pants--now!" Derrick repeated louder. "What? You can't be serious Derrick, what are you saying?" Judi gasped. "You have ten seconds to obey or I want you out of here." Judi had never heard him talk this way. She knew he could be dominant with his employees but she had never seen that side of him. She sat there as the seconds ticked by, considering her alternatives. There really were none, so with her head spinning, her hands slowly reached up to her boss's zipper and with shaking fingers, she began to pull it down. She saw the bulge in his pants begin to grow. The zipper's rasp, the clock on the wall and Judi's increased breathing were the only sounds in the room. "Take it out!" Derrick's booming voice broke the silence. Slowly Judi reached in and found that Derrick wore no underwear. When her hand touched his growing erection she gasped and started to pull back. "You had better hurry or you will never get it out," Derrick said with some amusement in his voice. Judi's breath quickened as her hand wrapped around his black cock. With some difficulty, she pulled his large cock out through the impossible small hole in his pants. Judi's heart almost stopped as she came face to face with the largest cock she could ever imagine. Her hand could not fit around it and his cock wasn't fully erect. It must have been 10 inches; in fact it was 10 1/2 inches. Judi jumped suddenly when she heard "Suck it!" As if in a trance, Judi brought her lips forward the few inches necessary to touch the large head of his black cock to her lips. Judi had sucked cock before, but it had been years. Don didn't care for oral sex; in fact, he didn't seem to care for sex at all. Judi felt Derrick's cock harden more and the large slit open to allow a clear liquid to begin to stream out. Her lips opened as wide as possible to take the head into her mouth. Judi began to suck the swollen crown as she heard Derrick moan. "Yes," he said, "suck it, suck that black cock with those pretty white lips. You like my black cock don't you slut. I've seen you look at it. Admit it, you have wanted to suck my dick for years haven't you bitch?" Judi was surprised to hear the language Derrick was using. He very seldom used profanity around the office. It secretly thrilled her when he called her slut and bitch. Almost unconsciously Judi began to suck harder. Derrick reached down and placed his hands on Judi's covered breasts. Suddenly Judi moaned and almost bit down on his cock. Derrick had her nipples in his large fingers and had begun to squeeze hard. Judi screamed then moaned around his dick as he mauled her nipples. The pain was excruciating, yet Judi didn't pull away, encouraging Derrick. Judi groaned as she heard her blouse rip when Derrick roughly pulled it apart. Then her bra was ripped from her breasts. Derrick's rough hands now began to twist and pinch her bare nipples. The pleasure/pain caused Judi to begin to moan steadily around the now fully erect cock. The harder Derrick was on her breasts, the harder she sucked. Suddenly she felt Derrick push her away. She let go of his cock with reluctance. "Over the desk bitch," Derrick ordered. Judi quickly got up without protest and bent herself over the desk. Her emotions were out of control. She couldn't stop what was happening even if she was not going to lose her job. She submissively bent over the desk until her bare tits touched the cold wood. Her now aching tits felt some relief as Derrick worked to push her skirt above her waist. He quickly ripped her pantyhose to shreds. "I don't ever want to see you in here with either a bra, panties or pantyhose on, do you understand?" Derrick said in a commanding voice. "Yes sir," Judi said in a whisper. "Smack! Smack! Smack!" The sound rang out as Derrick brought his large hand down on Judi's quivering ass. "Oh God, ouch, please," Judi yelled as she felt Derrick's strong hand hit her ass with several blows. "What?" he yelled. "I can't hear your answer," he said and brought his hand down several more times. "Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!" "Yes sir," Judi said louder. "I think you might need some more encouragement," Derrick said as he backed away and removed his belt. "Don't move or it will be far worse." Derrick brought the belt up high and then down. "Whack! Whack!" The belt flew through the air and landed on Judi's ass like a gunshot. "Oh, my God!" Judi screamed in pain. Again the belt flew, hitting Judi's bare ass time and again. Each hit brought a red welt to the surface of her tender ass cheeks. Derrick's arm moved with lightening speed, giving Judi no time to recover as she gasped for breath. "That's for screwing up my business." "Whack! Whack!" The belt struck again and again. "That's because you are my bitch now." Derrick used the belt like a master, moving up and down Judi's exposed ass, causing her ass to swell and turn red and then a darker shade of blue. Strangely, Judi stopped screaming and began to moan as Derrick worked over her tender ass. A masochistic feeling came over her as her mind began to conclude that she needed this. Then she felt with astonishment that her pussy juice had begun to run down her legs. Finally, Derrick tired and threw the belt down; his anger had turned to lust. He looked down to see Judi's swollen ass moving back and forth in pain and excitement. He reached forward and roughly spread Judi's red cheeks. Judi moaned as his large hands squeezed and pulled her sore ass. Yet, Judi did not try to move away. She gasped as she felt Derrick move the large dripping head of his cock to her swollen pussy lips. "Please, I'm not on the pill, use a rubber," Judi pleaded in vain knowing that she was about to be fucked. "I don't use no rubbers when I fuck," Derrick sneered, "especially on a bitch that might cost me my business." Judi moaned in surrender as she felt Derrick's large cock begin to open her dripping pussy lips. It felt like a baseball bat was being shoved into her. In fact, Derrick's cock was the size of the handle of a baseball bat. Judi's breath caught in her throat as she felt the giant head force through her little used pussy. She spread her legs out to try and make it easier. "That's it cunt, spread those legs, take that big black cock deep into your white cunt. I'll bet you have never had a black dick before, have you? In fact, I'm sure of it, your cunt is too tight. God, it feels like you're going to take the skin right off my dick," Derrick moaned as he moved slowly forward. Judi couldn't cry out anymore, her breathing was too heavy. She felt Derrick's large cock press further and further into her. Her mind was delirious as she took her first black cock. Her head pulled up and a scream came from her lips as she felt Derrick reach under her and began to roughly squeeze her breasts again. The multiple stimulation of her ass, his cock and her breasts took her over the top. Judi began to climax. She even pushed back causing Derrick to moan as most of his cock buried in Judi's tight cunt. "Oh God, Derrick, please...oh yes, oh I can't take anymore. I'm...I'm going to oh yes ahhhhhh!!! Judi's body shuttered in pleasure as Derrick's long cock hit bottom. Judi was still climaxing as Derrick began to pull out and quickly push back in. Judi had never felt anything like it. Derrick began a steady in and out motion, bringing Judi to the top again. Derrick was a master at fucking, using his big cock like a baton to bring Judi to climax after climax. Derrick fucked Judi for over an hour before she felt him tense and moan. She could feel it; she could feel his sperm shoot into her ravaged cunt. The reality of this black man dumping his sperm into her unprotected pussy hit Judi, but instead of dread, she began to climax again. Her body tensed and she felt her pussy spasm around the big black cock that was pouring sperm into her. Judi could feel her pussy overflow with sperm and pussy juice. She could almost feel the sperm move down Derricks cock and into her. Finally, she felt Derrick collapse onto her back, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath but he did not pull out. Several minutes later, Judi felt Derrick begin to move his still hard cock in and out of her flowing pussy. It was dark outside when Derrick finally pulled his softening cock from Judi's abused pussy. He had climaxed twice without ever pulling out of her. Judi could feel his sperm coating her thighs and running out of her stretched hole. Derrick backed away and sat exhausted in the chair behind her. Judi slid off the desk and turned around on her knees. Derrick had his head back and his eyes closed. Judi could see his cum and her pussy juice coating his cock which was lying on his pants. The front of his slacks was a mess with both of their juices. Without a word, Judi leaned forward and took his large soft cock in her mouth. Had Judi looked up she would have seen Derrick staring down at her with a smile on his face. She lovingly cleaned all traces of his sperm and her juice from his cock before putting it back in his pants. Judi didn't expect Derrick to be tender with her but she was surprised as he leaned forward and brought his lips to hers. It was the first kiss they had shared since that New Years Eve party. His lips and tongue slowly caressed her mouth, much like a lover. Judi's heart began to race again as their tongues dueled. When Derrick pulled away, he was the boss again, but there was softness in his eyes. "You had better get home, your husband will be worried," Derrick said with some concern. Judi started to respond that her husband wouldn't care but thought better of it and just nodded. She gathered her cloths while trying to hold her torn blouse to her bare tits. As she started to leave, Derrick said "Remember what I told you, no panties or bra and make sure you wear a short skirt tomorrow. By the way, shave the hair off your pussy." There was a slight smile on his lips as he turned and picked up the phone. Fortunately there was no one left in the office as Judi made her way to the elevator. As she sat in the car, her sore ass brought the reality of what had happened back to her. She could feel her tender breasts under her open blouse. More importantly, she felt Derrick's potent sperm continue to run out of her fertile pussy. Judi started the car and drove home in a daze. She was worried about a lot of things: how would she get in the house without being seen, what would she say to Don, would she get pregnant? As she shuttered at these thoughts, a peace came over her. She had gotten what she deserved, she had been punished for screwing up and now she could let it go, even if the punishment probably wasn't over yet. There was a strange satisfaction in letting herself be taken the way Derrick had done it. She had always been the one in control, now that was taken from her. As she got out of the car and walked into the foyer of her house, a very strange thing happened, Judi felt more cum drip from her pussy to the floor and as she tried to squeeze her pussy lips closed, her pussy began to spasm. Then she felt her tits and ass throb. My God she thought Dan could see me standing here half naked dripping a black man's sperm on the floor. She shuttered and began to climax again, right there in her entrance way. It was so strong that she had to lean against the wall. Her legs gave out and she slid to the floor, shaking with pleasure. When she recovered enough to be worried again, she realized that it was Don's poker night with the boys. She was strangely disappointed. A New Life I must be a real pervert because I really enjoy watching another man's cock sliding in and out of my wife's mouth, pussy and ass. I can't explain it but just the thought of the flesh pounding flesh is a turn on for me. Let me tell you about one time in particular. Right after we got married we began seeking a new apartment. Let me tell you this first. My wife is about 5'6" 140 lbs 38C's, long dark hair and she was and still is a good looker. We spent the weekends looking and finally settled on a newer apartment in a nearby town. The manager didn't show up to show us a unit so we ended up walking around the complex. One man about our same age came by and asked if he could help. We explained that we would like to see an apartment unit and he offered to show us his. Not thinking much about it we agreed. We looked at his apartment and liked it. He offered some refreshment and we accepted. He mixed some alcoholic drinks and we sat in his living room talking about the complex. We found that it was mostly younger couples such as us but he was one of the few singles living there. The afternoon stretched into the evening, the drinks kept flowing and we all were beginning to get pretty intoxicated. My wife went to the restroom and he told me I had one hell of a nice looking wife. I agreed and he asked me "is her tits were as nice naked as they were clothed?" I told him "You have no idea how much better they were." My wife returned, wobbling quite an bit and laughing her drunk laugh. He asked if we wanted to watch a few movies and we agreed. He had a big couch and we all sat and he put in a movie and dimmed the lights. We were expecting some recent movie but it was a porn movie titled, "Not enough." This caught me a bit off guard and surprised. She looked at me and shrugged and the movie began with two men talking to a woman. They all 3 went to a motel room and began kissing, touching and disrobing. Both men had good sized cocks and my wife's eyes were wide open. As both of the men began to kiss and touch the women my wife excused herself for the bathroom again. When she left he asked if the movie was okay and I said "I guess...we'll see". When she didn't return for a few minutes I went to check on her, I heard some moaning coming from behind the door and opened it. She was sitting on the toilet fingering herself not realizing the door was unlocked. She was stunned. I smiled and said "you're missing the movie!" She was embarrassed but I said "honey it's ok, just let it all out". I went back to the living room and she returned and sat down. The movie was re-started and the men had began to separate on the women. One sucking her breast and the other slid down to start eating the women's pussy. My wife seemed to be squirming a bit in her seat so I took the hint and turned her face to me and kissed her. Her lips opened and her tongue was swirling in my mouth, she then began to suck my tongue as we kissed and my hand went to her top to rub her breasts over her shirt. We continued to kiss forgetting about the guy beside us and I unbuttoned her top and placed my hands inside her top caressing her skin and feeling her hard nipples under her bra. She was now moaning and twisting on the couch. The sounds on the TV was matching ours as we she then realized where we were. She stopped and got real red but the alcohol had already taken effect and she looked at me quizzically. She looked at the TV again and saw the men on screen were really into it with the women. One was fucking her and she was sucking the cock of the other. My wife shuddered and took a deep breath and said "I wonder what that would feel like?" I said "honey we can find out." She turned to look at our host who was sitting there enjoying the show. She said "Would you kiss me?" He didn't wait a second and placed his lips on hers. I could see the tongues swirling and his hand was going under her bra to rub her nipples. I reached and unsnapped her bra letting it fall to the floor. He took one breast and me the other. I was rolling and pinching her nipple which was driving her nuts. The kissing went from him to me, each having a good time feeling her up. After a few minutes of this I stood her up and unsnapped her jeans letting them also fall to the floor. She was shaking, trembling and the crotch of her bikini panties was soaked. I nodded and the host slowly rolled her panties down. He and I both took in the aroma of her sweet sex. I sat her down and he and I stood in front of her and both unsnapped and let our pants fall. Both of us had erect cocks beneath our underwear. She reached and grabbed both of our underwear and pulled them downward. Our cocks were right in front of her face and she looked at me and said "we might as well try it once." I nodded my agreement and she instantly took his cock in her mouth as she started stroking me. She was sucking his cock deep and then stopped and went for mine. She sucked each of us and licked our sacks and our balls. He asked if we could go into the bedroom and she instantly stopped sucking us. He and I grabbed her hand and he led us down the hall. When inside she immediately laid down naked on the bed, totally exposed to me and this stranger. He knelt on the bed as she began to suck his cock again. I spread her legs and crawled in between them. I began to lick her pussy from asshole to clitoris. I could feel her arousal begin and she was withering on the bed while sucking his cock. I looked up and watched her lips taking his cock in, the way her lips rolled back and his cock shoving into her mouth again and again. I felt her hips grind into my face as she began her climax. Her moans were quite vocal as he withdrew his cock from her mouth. He also began his climax and he spurted a wad of white cum on her face which she tried to take in her mouth. They both slouched on the bed but I was still licking the climaxing pussy which was beginning to turn her on again. I grabbed her hips and rolled her onto her knees and elbows. She without hesitation complied. I inserted my finger in her wet pussy to lube it and placed it at the entrance to her asshole. She felt the tip and pushed her ass backwards to get it. He watched as I slowly inserted my finger in her ass and she began to fuck my finger all the while groaning. I motioned him to come down closer and watch. We watched as I fingered her puckered asshole and she was complying with the ass fingering. He wanted to also but I said "better yet, just fuck her ass she loves it." He got some lotion and spurted it on his cock and placed the head against her asshole. She was twitching as he slid his cock head into her ass. She moaned very loudly and all of a sudden he jammed it all inside which caused her to scream. As he began to fuck her ass she settled down and responded to his motions. I was sitting there and watching as his cock went in and almost out and then in again. They were fucking and she asked me "come to me so I can suck your cock." I went to her and she grabbed and engulfed my cock. Here we were in a fantasy land. Her on her knees with a cock in her mouth and one in her ass. The unconventional fucking continued and she withdrew my cock and gasped as she again started cumming. He and I both took the hint and I came on her face and lips as he came a load in her ass. She just plain collapsed and we all settled back trying to catch our breath. We talked and he wanted us to move in so we could have more of these sessions. After a while we got up, got dressed and drove home thinking this marriage might just be fun.e didn't move there but found a better place. A New Life Hello readers, My first submission, looking back on my life I have had some experiences, I have always enjoyed sex and in a strange way being widowed liberated me. I'm not sure of my style of writing yet and am not comfortable with speech inserts just yet though I may gain the confidence to do that. Comment as you wish, but try to be helpful not just critical. Many thanks BlackWidow1930 p.s. The name describes the colour of my hair and my status although the black has been replaced by grey now! ***** Being widowed at age thirty three and with two young children to bring up was tough but I found the strength to do it, I found full time work and my children, a daughter age thirteen and a son age eleven, learned how to start getting the evening meal ready after school and we managed. We moved house to a village a few miles away, nearer to my work and the kids schools, it seemed another landmark in making a new life. I became friendly with a neighbour, Joan, her husband worked away from home for long periods and she would call round in the evenings when the kids were in bed and we would chat and indulge ourselves with an occasional sherry or two, in the late sixties wine was not so popular as now! One evening she asked me if I fancied going to a local pub one evening, I wasn't sure I should leave the kids alone at night but I told her I would ask them how they felt about it. My daughter was fine with the idea and my dear son actually said it was about time I went out and had some fun so a couple of weeks later me (Betty by the way) and Joan set off to walk the half mile or so the Royal Inn, it was a summers day and warm and light for a few hours yet. We ordered two halves of mild and found a quiet corner in the large saloon bar, we drank slowly and talked quickly, it seemed so relaxing to be away from home for a while. It became our regular Friday night out and Joan introduced me to some of the locals, mainly men on their own version of a Friday night, pints of beer in hand and lots of raucous laughter with bawdy tales of what their weekend would entail. I noticed a few admiring glances especially when they learned I was a widow, thoughts of relationships of any sort apart from friendship were far from my mind. A few weeks later Joan told me she could not make it the following week, her husband would be arriving home for a while and she said he would expect her to be home with him, not unreasonable really. I told her it did not matter and I would also stay at home that week, she insisted I come out telling me I had lots of friends here now and they would look after me. I mulled it over all the following week eventually plucking up the courage to get ready and go out on my own for the first time. I was wearing a blue floral button up the front dress, very fashionable at the time, it was Autumn now and I put on a light jacket for the walk to the pub thinking it would come in handy for the cooler walk home too. I sat in our usual corner sipping my half and taking in the conversations from others around me, mainly couples at this early time. After an hour or so some of my new friends came in, a group of four men all in their early twenties by their appearance, they spotted me and waved me over to where they were stood by the bar. They were chucking pints back at a swift rate and insisted on buying me a half everytime they got another round, soon I began to feel a bit tipsy from the effects of the alcohol. One of them, Howard, kept glancing at my bust, I am a size 36c and the top two buttons on my dress were undone so I was well aware of what he was glancing at and I was quite flattered to be honest. When all the others had gone to the toilet he leaned towards and whispered that he found me very attractive, I think I blushed but managed to smile and thank him for the lovely compliment. Despite the drink he had consumed Howard said he was driving home soon, drink drive laws were pretty much ignored by many in those days, he said he did not like to think of me walking home alone and would take me. The others were heading back our way and Howard whispered urgently asking me to meet him on the back car park in ten minutes or so. Someone came in the pub and announced it was starting to rain, I told the lads it was time to go then and bade them goodnight and thanked them for their company. I headed for the ladies on the way out and then I walked into the now dark and damp evening air, a couple of minutes later Howard appeared pulling his keys from his jeans pocket as he walked, he smiled when he saw me and motioned to his van. I asked if he was worried about the police stopping him but he said it wasn't a problem as the local ones knew it went on and were not bothered as long as there were no accidents. The van was large with a front bench seat, I knew Howard was a builder and the back was littered with various tools and bags of sand and cement. When I closed the door Howard said he had been aching to kiss me all night and leaned across expectantly, I sort of knew this was going happen and I kissed him lightly and softly, his lips pressed more urgently and passionately and briefly I responded. I pulled away and reminded him we were on a pub car park and dark though it was anyone could walk past and see us and I did not want my kids hearing of their Mum behaving like that. He started the engine and started up the hill that led to my house, the kiss had awaked a dormant passion in me, it had been so long since I had felt wanted. He turned onto a side road that led to a row of cottages near the moor saying no-one would see us on here, I sat in silence unsure of what to say. He stopped the van by a gate into the fields, a single street lamp provided feeble light as he turned the engine off. His hand reached out to my cheek and he stroked my skin gently and leaned across me, this time the kiss was urgent and joint, tongues seeking each other and teasing. His left arm went behind my shoulders turning me so that we faced each other from the waist upwards, the kisses continued and then I felt his right hand sliding up to my breast, he felt the shape of my left breast through my jacket before swiftly pulling the zipper right down so that my dress was revealed. I watched in silence as his nimble fingers worked on the buttons, one...two...three... and then he was pulling the loosened left half of the top of the dress away, my breath was ragged as his thumb rasped over the tip of my sensitive nipple which was clearly visible as it protruded through the fabric of my bra, he said I was gorgeous and then his fingers slid into my bra, he cupped my bare breast teasing and pulling on my large nipple between his fingers. We kissed over and over before his head descended to my chest, my bra strap was eased down my arm and the cup pulled down, the darkness of my engorged nipple disappeared as he sucked greedily pushing my desire and hunger even higher, his fingers kneaded the soft flesh of my breast. He manouvered us so we became laid on the bench seat, my bra was unclipped and pushed up and over my breasts, he alternated between left and right, hand one mouth on the other. I could feel the rigidness inside his jeans as our groins pushed at one another, his hand fell to my knee and the hem of my dress, I made no move to stop him instead I let my legs fall apart. I wasn't wearing tights or stockings and his fingers felt as hot as fire on my bare skin, he sucked hard on a turgid nipple as he moved his hand to the dress buttons again, four...five...six...moving the sides apart and my panties on view, pubic hair thick and dark visible through the thin fabric. Fingers sliding under elastic and down through the silky hair he found the slick wetness of my arousal, I asked if he had a condom, he said no because it wasn't planned and he swore. His finger plunged deep inside my soaking hole soon joined by another, then teasing over the engorged bud of my clitoris sending jolts of pleasure right through me. He slid the tip of his finger in joyous circles around and around my clitoris until I could not hold back, I let out gasp after gasp as a huge orgasm washed over me, and still he continued to suckle my breasts and make slow intrusions into my now pouting nether lips. His hands moved to the top of his jeans, top undone and zipper pulled down he pushed them and his underpants down over his backside, his cock erect and standing proud, only the second I had seen and about the same size as the first. He pleaded to be allowed to fuck me but I dare not risk that unprotected, he promised not to come in me, but I still dare not risk it, I placated him by saying there would be next time. I reached down and touched the soft skin encasing the rock hardness of his shaft, sliding the skin up and then down, cupping his heavy balls with my other hand. His hands were on my breasts pulling and stretching the nipples, one hand slid downwards again seeking my responding slit, my clitoris was flicked this time and fingers delved deep inside my velvet cunt, he kissed me hard and asked if I would suck him. I had heard of this but never done it, such was my arousal I immediately dipped my head instinctively taking the head of his cock between my lips and moving them up and down, the taste was earthy but OK. He groaned and bucked his hips forcing more of his shaft into my mouth, his fingers gripped my large tit, he groaned again and a splash of spunk hit my throat, it tasted fine and I swallowed as jet after jet of thick salty semen erupted from his balls. I sucked him even as his cock softened, I let it fall gently from my mouth and moved back up to him. He whispered that I was going to get the fucking of my life next time, I did too! A New Life I snapped awake in my bed hearing my Mistresses alarm go off in the next room. I ran a finger on my 36 C breast and let a small moan and quickly stopped knowing that if my Mistress caught me I would have to pay a steep price. None of her slaves or pets was allowed to play with their self unless we were given stick permission, which hardly happens, or Mistress was with us so she could watch. I stood and walked around the room and paused at the window overlooking the 60 acres of land that we lived on. My room was right above the pond and was facing east so it was always a great sight as the sun rose over the mountains and cast the first light on the pond. I stood looking out wearing only my yellow t-shirt style pj top and a pair of boy shorts at the window lost in thought. Four years ago I was a normal, if that is what u want to call it, person. Held down a nine to five job. A good paying job at that did some light traveling with it and meets a lot of new people. Until I meet Michelle that is. Four years ago today. As I hear the shower stop it snaps me back to the real world knowing that she was out, I made my way to the bathroom. I removed my sleep ware and ran a hand around my neck felling the two inch collar that I sleep in. I slowly remove it as I got the water ready and hoped in. Being that I was Mistresses personal slave, I was allowed to remove my collar. I had worked hard and made sure that she knew that I was trustworthy. As I showered I laid my head on the wall allowing the warm water to run over my body. Again my mind started to wonder back to four years ago. Where would I be today if I had not meet Michelle on that fateful day? As I let the water run over my body, thru my brownish blond hair that was down to my mid back and over my breast. I heard my Mistress open the door and leave my outfit for the day. It would be some type of latex cat suit and my posture collar. All her pets and slaves had to wear them. I have worn it for four years, my reminder that I gave my life up. As I washed my body and my hand ran south on my belly I came to my eight inch cock. I stopped and thought remembering when I was full male. Guess I should explain. Four years ago my name was Chris. I worked as a security technician. I installed security alarms. My company got a call from Michelle saying that she needed a home system due to an issue she had. So I was sent out two days later. When I got to the vast 60 acre compound I was amazed. I thought to myself why does a castle like this need a security system. As I approached the front door I let out a whistle looking at this huge entry way. So I rang the doorbell not knowing that this would change my life forever. When the door opened I was amazed at what I saw. Michelle Von Dutch stood before me as the light caused the latex black dress she wore caught the light. She was standing at least seven feet tall thanks to the fact of the platform boots. Her hair was black and pulled in to a pony tail down to her ass. Her breast had to be at least F cups. Her lips were shining a gloss red as she licked her lips looking down to me as I stood six feet. I introduced myself to her and asked her what she need from my company, she then spoke in a very beautiful voice. "I am in need of an indoor security system system due to the fact that I have had lots of people stay with me out of the kindness of my heart and have items turn up missing." Little did I know that people staying with her was not out of the kindness of her heart. She invited me in and was showing me around, she told me of the history of the castle and lands in her family, leaving out parts that I would learn more about later. We walked into what was called the east wing and she told me that this is where her guest would stay and where she needed the security cameras and alarms. As I told her what we could do we sat down in a sun room in the wing and I got out my tablet to start a pricing quote. That's when I noticed something out of the corner of my eye. A second female was walking towards us. She was carrying a try with tea but that was not the part that caught my eye. She was dressed in a full black cat suit from her neck to her heels. Her hair was red and cut short and her breast were a C cup. Around her wrist, ankles, thighs, and forearms she were sliver cuffs and a sliver collar that covered her whole neck. Her makeup was done as if she was a model. She placed the tea on the table and smiled to me and looked to Michelle, "Anything else Miss?" she asked. Michelle waved a hand and she walked off, her seven inch heels clicking in the hall. "Alexis is a great worker, and not bad on the eyes." She said giggling. I agreed with her but could not shake the thought that I saw the outline of a cock. But I went back to work and showed her the priced and what all would be Installed. After about an hour we had built a package for her and she showed me to the door. "I will be back in three days to do the install, it will only take a few hours so that you can make your plans." "That's fine I will have all of the east wing cleaned out and no one there so you can work in peace. Here is the check for the whole amount." With that I shook her hand and left still not able to shake the images of her or Alexis. --3 Days Later-- On the day of install, I arrived to find a note on the door from Michelle on the door saying it was unlocked and to go ahead with install that she had to handle an issue that came up. So I let myself in and went to the east wing and began working in the hall. After a few hours I had the cameras up in the hall and starting working on the door and window alarms in the rooms. The first few rooms were an easy set-up, including the one that would become mine. I entered the forth room and looked around. It was a bedroom to a point. This one had locks on the window and even the closet. I didn't think much on it and went to work finishing that room in just a few minutes. I entered the last room, Alexis's room I guessed by the pictured. I took a moment to look at them and all of them had her in some type of latex and a collars of different sizes. Only one picture was a male and it kind of resembled her so I guessed it was a brother. I opened the closet to install a motion sensor and stopped in my tracks. It as the latex suits and even her latex underwear. I could only stare at it. I don't know what came over me but I had to touch it. I ran my finger though the under ware and bras, touched the cat suits smiling at the squeaks the latex made. That's when I saw it, a shirt of latex that could fit me. Why I did it I don't know, I tried it on. I had it on about five minutes and was about to take it off when I ran my hand though the underwear again, that's when I heard it, I froze. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Alexis shouted. I couldn't answer I was froze. "MISTRESS MICHELLE COME LOOK WHAT I FOUND!" I couldn't think straight as Michelle entered looking at me and a smile creped across her face. "I thought I noticed you take an interest in the latex but I never thought this would happen. I guess I should explain further then what I did. I am a latex Dom. This castle is my dungeon. The security alarms you installed are to help keep my slaves, like Alexis here, in line. So what to do with you know, Chris. I think you would make a great pet to my collection, so you choice is simple; move in with me and become a latex slave or I call you company and tell them you are going through my stuff. Your choice?' I was froze and scared, what do I do I would have been fired if she called my company. What she said next got me, "I did my research on you, yes I have contacts in high place. I know that you are not married and have no family here. You party almost every night and have looked at guys curiously. If you choose to stay with me I will give you room and board and train you for your new position." A New Life EDITED BY THE INCOMPARABLE "WIRES" WHO ONCE AGAIN HAS MADE MY STORY BETTER IN EVERY WAY. ***** Bob Trent finished his fourth beer in fifteen minutes. He belched and slammed the empty bottle down on the already cluttered table. The table top was as wet as if water had been poured on it, and already covered with empty beer bottles. Bob, sitting with his friend Simon, glanced at the other three young men sitting around the table. He changed his attention to Simon and glared at him, then he almost yelled as he once again complained vehemently about the assignment given by Professor Sheripati to him and Simon in their Early American History class. Bob snarled, "That asshole is insane. I told you we should take a different class, but you insisted we take his. Now look what it's gotten us. Two weeks of class and he gives us this damn research paper with a minimum length of 100 pages. Crap, I have no idea how to even start to answer the question and he tells us it is HALF of our fucking grade! Then he says tests and class participation are the other half? That's BULLSHIT. There's no way we can do this. Did you ever hear of a more stupid paper in your life? He wants us to (he pulled a paper from his pocket and read) research—assuming cost is no objective, and transportation is no restriction—pre-1930 non-motorized, non-electrical tools, equipment, and supplies the early settlers could have taken into the wilderness to improve their chances of living well and safely. We are to give priority to 1850-1900 items that were improved, sold, and used pre-1930. He wants us to compare and contrast our suggested tools and equipment to those they did take. Crap, I have no idea what they took and what they could have taken to survive." Simon sighed once again and said, "Oh, calm down, Bob. That's the point of the paper. He wants us to research the tools they took, how they were used, their quality and so forth, then suggest alternates, improvements, and additions. We know the original settlers couldn't have taken the items we suggest because many of them didn't exist at that time. The point is to show how invention and learning improved life and living through the period we are studying. You forgot the other part of the question as well. The suggested equipment cannot exceed the capacity of a Conestoga wagon (first built in about 1717 and 18 feet long, 11 feet high, and 4 feet in width, capable of carrying up to 12,000 pounds per Wikipedia). We also have to justify our selections and compare and contrast the actual progression of settlement and civilization with our projected progress using the items we propose the settlers take when they move further inland. If we do this properly we learn American History, manufacturing, farming, and living from colonial times up to 1900. That, after all, IS the scope of this class." "Yeah, exactly. How the hell do I know how the civilization would grow? It's bullshit. I'd drop the damn class if we weren't past the drop date. I think he did this on purpose to fuck with us after it was too late for us to get away from him. Shit." Bob raised his voice, now slurring slightly, and yelled at the pretty bar maid, "Hey. Bring me another beer." Paula Breckenridge, a classmate working as the waitress, pressed her lips together and glared at Bob. Without saying anything she walked angrily to the bar and ordered the beer for Bob. When the bartender handed it to her he said, "Paula, remember you don't have to put up with obnoxious assholes. He's been hitting them pretty heavy since he got here. Tell him he has to slow down or I'll cut him off. It sure sounds as if he is pissed about something. Woman problems?" Paula sighed and grimaced then said, "No, he's one of those under achievers that want to take all easy classes and not have to work for a grade. His friend Simon wanted to take Professor Sheripati's Early American History class instead of one taught by someone else. Instead of taking a different class when he couldn't talk Simon out of Sheripati's class Bob signed up for it, also. Now he's pissed about the research paper he has to write and is taking it out on anyone that will listen. Heck, the requirement for the long research paper is listed in the course catalogue for the course. He should have known what he was getting into." "Don't you have that class also? I haven't heard you talking about the paper." "Yeah, I have it too. We just found out about the paper today. I mean, we found out the topic and length today. Some of the other classes have papers, but they're much shorter. Some even let the students do two or three instead of one large one. I don't know how I'm ever going to find the time to write it and do a good job with all the other things I have on my plate but I have to try. You know, my major is history and I really think I can learn a lot in this class. I am so looking forward to it. I rearranged my whole schedule just so I could take the class from Sheripati. "I knew there would be a long paper when I signed up for the class, but I'm like Simon. I wanted to take Sheripati's class because of how great an instructor he is. I mean, you learn so much more in his classes if you work at it. I've heard it's a really fun class, too. Some of the class discussions can get really intense, or so I've heard. Sometimes a student is assigned a topic to research and present to the class. Then they lead the discussion on that topic. You not only learn about early American History but you learn about how people lived and worked back then. Most of the people I've talked to that took his class say it's awesome. It's really strange, though, every class there are a few that drop out after drop day and lose their money and take an F. Almost every year one of the best students seems to lose it and just disappear. They stop coming to class and no one ever sees them again. It's spooky how he gets to some people, but that's the price you have to pay for a good class sometimes. He never has more than ten or twelve in the class, either. Most students seem to steer away from him. I really don't know how Bob managed to get in." Paula picked the beer up and carried it over to the table. She set the frosty bottle in front of Bob and waited for Simon to stop talking before she told Bob what Pete, the bartender, told her to tell him. As she waited for a break in the conversation she listened to Simon. He was saying "...care what you think Bob. This is going to be a great class. I told you it would probably be best for you if you got your history credit in another class. I can't wait to find out about the tools the settlers used and how they worked with them. When we were young we camped out and pretended we were settlers. Now, we can see how they did some of the things we did and we can plan how we would do them using simple tools and materials. I think this will be one of my all time favorite classes. One of my hobbies is woodworking and I can see how the early settlers did that. I can see the difference between how they farmed back then and how we do it now. Can you imagine what one of the settlers would think if they came to our farm today and saw how Dad does the work? We do as much in an hour with our modern machinery as they could do in a season with their horses and hand tools." "Whoopee. That's great, but you owe me asshole. I don't have time for this shit. I need copies of your research and I'll want a copy of your paper so I can change it some and turn it in. You got me into this shit and you're going to get me out of it." Before Simon could answer Paula broke into the conversation. She relayed Pete's message, then, before she turned away from the table to check on her other customer's she said, "Bob, just chill. I agree with Simon. This is going to be a great class. I'm going to do my paper primarily on the things a woman took and used in the house and what she could have taken. I've already done a little talking with my friends and its amazing how little those early settlers had. Almost none of the things a woman or man used to work carried over to the other sex. The only medicine they had was a few herbs they picked. Think about what they could have done with some modern antibiotics and alcohol or other disinfectant. Many of the settlers actually carried their worldly possessions in a pack and managed to not only live in the wilderness, they prospered. Just think how much easier their life would have been with just a few good tools and some simple medicines! I just know this is going to be a great class." Simon smiled at Paula and really looked at her for the first time. Oh, sure, he remembered seeing her in the class during the last several days, but she was just another face until she said what she just said. Now, he was amazed at how much she seemed to agree with his position. He said, "Paula, I agree with you. Would you like to meet and talk about the paper sometime? Maybe if I know what you're looking for I can point you in the right direction if I see something you could use when I'm doing my research and you could do the same for me?" Paula smiled and said, "Thanks. I think that's a great idea. Why don't we meet in the library tomorrow morning about ten? It's Saturday so I'll have to work tomorrow night but maybe we can make a few plans." Bob spoke up loudly, "NO. That won't work. I have to meet some guys at their house tomorrow morning. Besides the paper isn't due until the week before Thanksgiving. Crap, we have two months to do it. You'll have plenty of time to slap something together." Paula glared at Bob and started to answer him, but Simon spoke in before she could. "Bob, we didn't mention you coming. I already knew you wouldn't worry about the paper until it was almost due. Paula and I intend to work on the paper now so we don't have to hurry to finish it. Besides, we have time to work on it now and we might not when the semester gets going. Right now we don't have much homework and we are a few days away from tests we would have to study for so we have time. Also, I won't give you my paper to copy. I've told you in the past I won't do that. I'm not sure I should even give you copies of my research, but I will do that. At least if you see it you might learn something, but you'll have to read it and write your own paper." Bob's face got red and he snarled, "Listen, asshole, we may be friends, but if you keep shitting on me like this that can end. Like I said earlier, you got me into this mess and I expect you to get me out of it. I'll expect to see you tomorrow about ten so we can go. You have the wheels or have you forgotten?" Bob stood drunkenly and looked at the other three guys. He slurred, "I have to get out of here before I get sick listening to this crap. You coming? I think I'll go to the hangout. Their wings are better anyway." Simon noticed he wasn't invited and truthfully he was glad. He would have refused and that would just have made Bob angrier. This was their second year in college and he wasn't sure their friendship would survive the year. Of course Bob thought they were much better friends than he did—or maybe he just called him friend to use him. Simon wasn't really sure by this point. He was sure that if they hadn't been roomies the first year of college he would never have hung around with Bob at all. They just weren't the same kind of folks. He first met Bob the first day of his freshman year. They were roommates in the dorm and did everything together. Of course, being freshmen, they had many of the same classes. Several times Simon caught Bob copying his work and it bothered him. He always took his papers away from Bob, always with a scathing comment from Bob about him doing it. His sophomore year Simon made sure he and Bob didn't room together, but they were in the same dorm so still saw each other and, surprisingly, had almost all the same classes at the same times. Simon was pretty disgusted with Bob, but wasn't quite to the point where he would purposefully hurt his feelings enough to sever ties with him completely. The other three boys at the table looked at Simon a moment, then at Paula and Bob. Timothy, Bob's current roommate, stood up and said, "Yeah, I'm ready for a change. Let's go. The other two looked down at the table and didn't say anything. Finally, Bob and Tim left loudly. After the two roommates left the whole atmosphere around the table changed. Don and George relaxed back into their chairs and Don said, "Damn, what's with that jerk? I've got that class, too, and I don't think the assignment's that bad. I was about to leave just to get away from him." George, Don's roommate, said, "Yeah. He seems like a real asshole." He turned to Simon and said, "What're you going to do about helping him?" "I don't have any plans to do very much at all. I wish I didn't know him, but I do. He thinks I'm a lot better friend than I think we are. We were roommates freshman year and I can't seem to get away from him without causing a real scene. I don't know how he does it, but more often than not he shows up wherever I am. It's almost as if he was stalking me. Many days when I'm not in class he shows up where ever I am like he did here today. Somehow, he manages to get into most of the same classes with me. I think he finds out when I take a class and changes his schedule because many times it's the second or third class meeting before I see him. When we were freshmen I caught him several times copying my work when we roomed together. I had to keep it hidden if we had the same class to keep it safe. He always made low grades and just barely got by then he complained about the Prof's having it in for him. Oh, well, he's gone now. Let's relax." Simon and Don talked about the assignment off and on for a few minutes. From time to time Paula dropped by and made a comment or two. By the end of the evening Don agreed to meet them the next morning also to begin planning and researching the paper. The next morning all three classmates met at the library when it opened at ten. They were in a small study room discussing the assignment and making plans when the door slammed open and Bob stormed into the room. He glared at Simon and snarled, "I thought you were going to pick me up at ten? I told you I needed you to take me into town to Bill's house. Come on, we're already late. We were supposed to be there at 10:30." A librarian walked up to Bob and said, "You need to be quiet or I will have to ask you to leave." Bob glared at the librarian and said, "Don't sweat it. We're leaving now." He looked at Simon and said, "Well, come on. We have to get out of here." Simon looked up at Bob and said, "No. I told you last night I needed to study. If you want to study with us, fine, but otherwise leave so we can finish studying." "FUCK YOU, ASSHOLE," Bob yelled just before he turned and stormed across the floor. The librarian's voice followed him. "That'll be enough of that young man. What's your name?" Bob glared at her over his shoulder and kept on walking after he flipped her off. She turned to the three in the room and said, "Who was that rude young man? Is he a student here?" Simon sighed and gave her the information she requested. After she left the three resumed their studies. By the time they decided to quit for the day and head out for lunch together they had a plan laid out. They each knew what the others were going to make the main point of their research. Of course, much of the research would overlap because they start at the same point, the equipment actually taken into the wilds. The divergence would come with their choices of what the settlers need to take in lieu of the equipment history showed they actually took. They agreed to meet every Saturday morning at ten to share research, ideas and to discuss the project. As the semester progressed Simon and Paula became very good friends. They actually even sat together in class. Don usually sat with them and they, not surprisingly, had many of the same ideas and made many of the same points during class discussions. More often than not Bob cut class. Five weeks after the assignment was made the Professor began the class discussion with a frightening request. He said, "After class I want Mr. Franklin, Miss Breckenridge and Mr. Johns to stay for a few moments." By the time the bell rang ending the class the three friends and study companions were very nervous. It seemed to them the Professor spent almost the entire class period watching what they did and listening to everything they said to each other. They were all worried about the reason they were requested to stay after class also. After the final student filed from the room and the door closed the Professor relaxed and sat on the corner of his desk. He looked at the students for a moment, then said, "You three seem to be of the same mind on most of the coursework. You have answered almost all the pop quiz questions the same even if your answers were not worded the same. I see you sitting together when the rest of the class spreads out more. I have seen you several times in the library studying or doing research. "I need to remind you that this project is not a group project. You are to each write your own paper. Is that clear?" After receiving three agreements the professor continued, "Would one of you care to enlighten me now about the reason you seem to be always together? I have checked and find most of the time you are seen in the library together you each have one of the books dealing with colonial America, or more modern tools and medicines in your case Miss Breckenridge." Simon looked at the other three and said, "Professor, we know we have to write our own paper and do our own research. We seem to get along well together and are interested in slightly different aspects of the paper you assigned. I'm interested in farming and building things that make life easier on the farm, as well as items that would make growing food easier and more efficient. Paula is interested in medicine and household items. Don is more interested in manufacturing and transportation, although those interests do compliment mine somewhat. As I am sure you know, when you research one topic you frequently come across an item for another topic as well. We have been sharing references we discover that impact one another's topics as we research our specific interest. "We know we will have to touch slightly on many topics in our paper but we cannot do justice to the entire universe of knowledge and equipment necessary for success in a pioneering endeavor. We will have to limit our report somewhat and key in on specific areas we feel are more important than others just to keep the paper at the 100 page limit. I am sure you will find our three reports will complement each other well and are three parts of the whole but we are not writing the reports together, sir." Professor Sheripati looked surprised and thoughtful. He rubbed his chin and said, "That is a different approach I must say. Many times a student writes only about one specific item or group of items leaving out much that is considered necessary for a successful homestead or business in the wilderness. I have never had a group of students do what you are doing so I never thought about addressing the issue of sharing research. Most times a student talks about farming implements or cooking utensils or wood working tools and so forth, and totally ignores all the other tools and items necessary to live. If you have a good plow maybe you can turn the soil more efficiently, but if you don't have good wood cutting tools and building tools you cannot make a safe, secure place to live and may still fail. It appears you three are on the right track to produce an outstanding paper. I look forward to seeing the finished product." A New Life The three shared an immense feeling of relief when the professor said that. They walked down the hallway to the Student Union together without saying a word. They did exchange several relieved glances, however. At the union Paula said, "Whew. He had me scared for a minute there. Now I'm really pumped to get this done and turned in. I want to see what the others have done and I'm really looking forward to the discussion. You won't believe the size of my list, either. There's no way one person can carry what I'm proposing they take. I'm sure glad he said transportation was not to be considered to be a limiting factor. I wonder what he'll think about some of the drugs, medical texts, reference books, and surgical instruments I suggest get taken. He didn't specify a limit on them or a period of time we could use for choosing our items either, did he?" Don said, "No, as far as I remember the only restrictions were non-electrical and non-motor driven, manufactured before 1930, primarily in use before 1900. Oh, and the weight and cubage limit imposed by the dimensions and restrictions of a Conestoga wagon. Oh, yeah. Crap, there go some of the biologicals I wanted to try and slip in. Medical care back then was pretty poor. I wonder if he would cut my grade if I tried to slip in some more modern medical items? I think I will make an addendum listing those and try to slip them in that way. I'm ready to write now I think. In fact I have over half of the paper in rough draft already. It's going to be a bitch to limit the size. I think I'll fudge and put all the footnotes and bibliography at the end in addition to the paper and see how that works. I'll have about 110 pages then but the paper itself will only be about 100 pages. Do you think that'll work?" Simon looked thoughtful, then grabbed his composition book. He did a little research and said, "Not sure, but my gut reaction is you MIGHT get by with exceeding the page limit with the bibliography, but normally the footnotes are included in the pages of the paper. Very few are added at the end although it isn't entirely incorrect to do it like that. I think I will hold it all to 100 pages to be safe but we can ask him and see what he says if you want. I'm like you, I have almost all my rough draft completed. You know, they actually had very little equipment and possessions when they took off into the wilderness. I got that taken care of in just about ten pages. It took me over twenty pages to suggest equipment and so forth then the rest of my space is used for the remaining requirements of the paper. I even slipped in modern seeds and some of the early horse drawn farming and building equipment and tools. This is really an interesting paper." Finally the date arrived to turn in the papers. Simon and his friends were happy with their papers. Many of the other students seemed worried. Bob was furious because he couldn't (he said) find enough material to get more than 53 pages so that was what he turned in. Everyone else did better but some of the students cheated somewhat in page count by making the margins of their papers somewhat larger than normal. One or two even bragged that they enlarged the line spacing. After the papers were turned in Professor Sheripati sat on the edge of his desk and said, "Ok, now that we have the research project completed we are almost done with the coursework for the semester. I will read and grade your papers the rest of this week and this weekend. Beginning with Monday's class we will read and discuss each of your papers in class. Please be prepared to discuss each paper as it is read when you are called on to do so. The papers will be read and discussed in totally random order. There will be no mention or guesses of who may have written any particular paper. If you know who wrote the paper, please keep this to yourself. If the student who authored the paper wishes to give that information, that's his or her prerogative, but no one else is to say anything. This is very serious, if any information is given out, the student who does so will face the Dean of the Department. Now, let us have a general discussion today on the way possessions limited early expansion." Monday morning early the three friends met outside the classroom and chatted about what the papers would say. Class discussions were projected to end the second class period before finals week with the last class period reserved for review. The reviews were generally very good. Each student, with the exception of Bob, brought new and interesting information before the class. Of course, much of what was presented was repetitious but everyone had a slightly different take on things and saw different possibilities and causes for failure in the material they studied. The final for the three friends was a cake walk. They each completed the test in less than half the time allotted. After the final exam the three friends met in the Union to discuss it. They already knew that was the last final any of them had. The only thing planned the next day was turning in books, checking grades, and packing before returning to their individual homes for the holidays. They agreed to meet back after the holidays to purchase the next semester's books together and just hang until classes started. They already knew they would share a couple of classes with one or the other next semester. The morning before they left they all met and made the rounds of the Professor's offices to check grades. All three friends made A's in Professor Sheripati's class but were somewhat worried by the comment beside their names on the grade sheet. They all had an appointment to see him in his office at 9:30 that day. At the appointed time the three friends made their way to the office and knocked. After taking a seat at the Professor's invitation they watched as he locked the door then returned to his desk where he took a seat. He opened his briefcase and rustled around in it for a moment then closed it. He looked at the three friends and said, "Thank you all for coming to see me this morning. I know you are anxious to get to your homes, but before you left for the holidays I absolutely had to talk to you for a short time. This way I won't have to look you up at your homes. Before we begin I must tell you that if you haven't already seen it you will all find an urgent e-mail in your box requesting you see me. You can ignore that message now since you are here today. However, I am sure we will see each other again soon. "You are to be commended on your papers and discussion of the settlement plans you made. Much of what you each discussed in class is, of course, impossible to do because of the constraints the original settlers faced. We knew that going into the assignment. You, Mr. Franklin, were more correct than you might know when you told Mr. Trent "We know the original settlers couldn't have taken the items we suggest because many of them did not exist at that time. The point is to show how invention and learning improved life and living through the period we are studying." My intent was to make you think about possibilities and learn about other periods of time as you suggested some time back. It was a pleasure to follow your thoughts, research, and planning as you put your papers together. Your reasoning was excellent as were many of your choices." The professor turned to face Simon and smiled, continuing he said, "Your idea to take books with plans for manufacturing many items from wood and iron was a good one. I also liked your idea to take sample farm and wood working implements and large amounts of more modern seeds. Of course, we know the early settlers did not have access to those items but you did your research well and documented the increases in yield those items would provide. Well done. "I would like now to give each of you some advice and offer you an opportunity for a full life. Make the most of this visit home. Enjoy your family and save memories of your time with them and your friends. You will not see them again after this trip home." All three of the young people sat in shock for a moment. They could not believe what the professor said. Finally they all three began talking at once. Professor Sheripati raised his hands and shouted, "QUIET. Please be quiet. I get this response almost every time I have one of these interviews and it never gets any easier for me to handle. "I meant what I said. I'm sorry, I know you now think I'm a nutcase, perhaps an asshole or any of the other names I've been called in the past by students. I assure you that is not the case. I am deadly serious when I make this request. Make the most of your time at home this holiday. It will be your last visit home and the last time you will see your family. Please watch this video and you'll see why I tell you this." The professor picked up a remote and pushed play. The first scene was Simon getting into his car for his trip back to college. He hugged his mother and younger sister goodbye and smacked his younger brother. He just waved at his father and got into his car. He drove away. When he neared the university he pulled into a convenience store for gas and some snacks. As he was going into the building Bob came out. He was in threadbare clothes and dirty. He saw Simon and snarled, "You son of a bitch. Because of you I flunked out of college last semester. He screamed "YOU ASSHOLE" and swung the bag he was carrying. It contained a six pack of beer he was too young to purchase. The clerk was a friend and sold it to him anyway. Before he could get his arm up to defend himself the bag hit Simon in the temple. Simon dropped like a rock and lay in a spreading puddle of blood. Bob kicked him and walked off to get into an old rattletrap Mustang car. As he left the scene of his assault Bob muttered, "That'll teach you to fuck with me asshole. I take care of you all our first year of college and you shit on me. That's bullshit and you know it." The professor stopped the video, looked at Simon and said, "You'll die in the door of the store from a brain injury before the paramedics arrive. Bob will be convicted of murder and will be sentenced to 30 to life in the state penitentiary. Unfortunately, he will not learn to control his temper or mouth before it's too late for him. He'll be killed by another inmate." The three friends sat in shock and looked at the professor. He picked up the remote and started the video again. This time it showed Paula. She and her older sister were crossing a parking lot when a van drove up beside them. The door slammed open and two men jumped from it and forced the sisters into the van. It sped off. As the van drove down the road four men in the back stripped the sisters and began raping them. One of the men was Paula's sisters ex-fiancée. He said, "Both you bitches are going to pay for disrespecting me and dumping me. Paula was raped once. As her first rapist started to rise the van lurched causing him and the one holding her to lose their balance. She jumped up and opened the rear door of the van and tumbled out. Unfortunately, the semi-truck behind them couldn't stop. It drove over her. The professor once again stopped the video. Again, the three friends sat in shock. The professor said, "You, too, will die Paula. I'm sorry it is such an unpleasant death, but it is fated." He looked next at Don and said, "I don't know what to tell you Mr. Johns. You, too, are fated to be absent from school from now on. I don't know whether you will consider yourself fortunate or unfortunate when I show you what fate has in store for you. You will be attending the memorial services for your friends here at the University when the temporary bleachers you will be sitting on collapse. There are many injuries but no deaths. Unfortunately, your injury will be the most serious one and the only long lasting one. You'll hit your head and suffer permanent brain injury. You will become a vegetable, unable to communicate or move. Of course, this will be devastating to your family and remaining friends." The professor once again started the video and let the three watch it. After it ended he said, "I can offer you each an alternative to the future you face. This is the first time I have been privileged to harvest three students from my class at one time. It was an effort to get you three all into the same class as you might imagine. I was pleasantly surprised to find you worked well together and were so successful on your term paper. "Now, I'll answer what questions I can and leave you with some time to make your choice. I am sorry but you will find you cannot divulge any of this to anyone. We have placed a strong mental block on each of you. I'm sure you each think you will just avoid the location I have shown you and thus avoid your fate. I assure you this is impossible. We have researched possibilities countless times and you cannot indefinitely avoid your demise. Yes, you may avoid the one I have documented but within a very short time fate will intervene and you will face death or, in your case Mr. Johns, possibly a fate worse than death. "You, Miss Breckenridge, may avoid the rape or not, I really can't say, but I can say you will not avoid the death. You will each meet your fate before classes start next semester either at the time and place I have shown you or another one having similar circumstances. I'm afraid time is very strict when it comes to things like a person's death. It is true as written, that we only have a certain, limited, pre-ordained time on this Earth. "I can offer you an alternative of sorts, however. I may look like an Earth human but I am not. I am from an alternate universe with an alternate Earth where evolution occurred similarly to this Earth. Fortunately, our evolution and history was not as violent as was yours. We see much on your Earth to admire. Your advancement was much faster than was ours. We believe the advancement was a direct result of all your wars and religious beliefs. Perhaps that is why you are so violent. We never developed the religions you did so had no religious strife, no killing in the name of God, or Allah, or any of the other deities your population worships. Your world is headed for total destruction much as your bible predicts. The prediction is; "There will be wars and rumors of war. The Earth will quake." The prediction of total destruction by fire will occur in the not too distant future. The fire will be nuclear. The wholesale release of nuclear bombs will reach the core of the Earth and volcanoes will complete the destruction of the human race. A very small number may survive but even if they do your civilization will be wrecked and your race will have to rise from the ashes. To my knowledge no race has ever done that if they suffered the devastation the Earth will face. I and some colleagues have spent the last fifty years harvesting promising young people from this Earth. We will place you, or them, on an alternate Earth to preserve your genetic heritage and hopefully some of your culture. We hope you are now mature enough to build a more peaceful civilization on an Earth where the very few indigenous people are stagnant in their development. We think you will be able to interact and interbreed with these people. We hope you will build a new civilization without reverting to the violence rampant on this Earth. We select very few young people in any year. Frankly, most of the people we might be able to collect don't meet our criteria and we allow them to die as fate has decreed. We want non-violent, well rounded, mentally stable, and intelligent individuals. That is not to say we reject those who are willing to fight if necessary to protect themselves or others, rather we have researched and selected those who are not personally aggressive and who have no predilection for arrogance and bullying. We hope those we select will prevent their offspring from developing those traits also. "If you should agree to allow us to move you we will place a clone of you in the proper place at the moment of your demise so your families can have whatever closure they can get. Your current body will be transported aboard our ship pending resettlement on your new world." The three young people sat in shocked silence for several seconds while the professor watched them. Finally, Simon shook himself and spoke. He said, "Then the rumors are true. Several of your students HAVE disappeared in the last several years. But how can we be sure what you have shown and told us is true. It could be some elaborate hoax." "Yes, the rumors are true, but I am afraid in the last five years I have only taken four students for the new colony. There have been seven students that were in my classes who disappeared counting those four. All of them were fated to die or disappear and I can show you the records of their demise or, in one female's case, disappearance. If you had their names you could even look up the records yourself. The three I did not take did not meet our selection criteria for some reason. Usually, the failure was because of poor performance in this, the final selection class. If you should choose to take our offer you will be placed on the same planet as the earlier selectees. You will all be placed on the planet within a week of each other but well separated by distance. You will all be held in our ship in suspended animation pending us obtaining a full load or the end of your world, whichever comes first." "You three were guided to this penultimate class by your advisors and because of suggestions made by professors in two of your other classes. You first had to be passed by your psychology and/or sociology professors and by your professor in government/political science. We used your performance in the psychology class to determine your suitability psychologically. The government class was used mostly to instill and assess your tendencies to minimalist government with strong human rights leanings. Perhaps you noticed your government professor stressing minimalist, ethical government and unrestrictive laws. In each of those classes you were assessed on your willingness to follow and implement laws and regulations for the betterment of all and your cooperative attitude. You had many discussions on legislation that did not protect one from oneself." Paula was crying silently as the professor spoke. Unconsciously, Simon slid closer to her on the couch and put his arm around her. He pulled her to him and gave her a gentle kiss on her head. The professor smiled and said, "If you choose to take our offer you will be, or perhaps I should say you can be, placed as a couple." The three sat for a moment longer then the professor said, "I know this is a lot to take in. Why don't you go on home now and think about this while you enjoy your families? All you have to do is send me an e-mail before your demise if you wish to accept our offer. You all still have my e-mail address don't you? I must stress the importance of sending that e-mail. We will not rescue you if you do not send it. You will still die, but that will be the end for each of you." The three shocked young people all replied in the affirmative to the professor's question. Simon looked at his two friends and then the professor before asking, "Why can't we just let things happen as you predict and have you 'harvest' us, as you call it, then give you our answer? That way we will know for sure what you predicted will actually happen." "That would be a nice deal for you but very expensive for us. Our resources are not unlimited. It takes much work and is very expensive to make clones, extract each of you at the instant just before your death, or in your case Mr. Johns at the instant before your injury and replace you with a clone. If we did that and you then declined our offer we would have a dead you and a live you and a nearly uncorrectable paradox. That would, in effect, force you to accept our offer because we could not put you back on this Earth because a paradox would develop. No, I'm afraid your decision is not subject to change and must be made within the next week. I will not tell you when your deaths occur, but they will be at least two weeks from today. We need the decision at least one week before your accident in order to get things set up. Now, if you will excuse me?" A New Life The three friends filed quietly from the office. They wandered to the parking lot and got into Simon's truck. He drove, without asking their preference, to their favorite pizza joint where they ordered pizza, beer, and salads. While they ate and drank they quietly talked about their morning. At least with most of the students already headed home for the semester break their lunch was quiet so they could talk and think. After lunch Simon drove everyone back to the parking lot to pick up the other two vehicles. Just before he let them out at their vehicles he asked the other two, "Do you believe him? What are you going to do?" Don shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. Paula looked around and said, "I don't know Simon. I'm really scared here. Dottie's ex made some pretty serious and scary threats when she found out he was cheating on her and dumped him. The kidnapping and rapes were one of the things he threatened. He told us after he and his friends were done with us they intended to sell us to a Mexican whore house. I don't see any way the professor could have known about those threats. We never told anyone about them, not even our parents. I'm really scared here. I don't know how I can enjoy the holidays now for thinking about the possible kidnapping and rape and my death. I am already scared to face the pain. Yeah, I really might do it." She smiled and continued, "Heck, if I say yeah, I'll go and it's a hoax what have I lost? Nothing will happen and I'll feel a little stupid then go on with my life. If he's right at least I'll have a life even if it is somewhere else. Besides, it could be fun building a life in the wilderness. I know it would be hard, dangerous work but I sort of think I would like it. I dunno. It almost looks like a win/win situation here. What do you think you'll do?" "Not sure. You've gotta admit this shit is really weird. Sure seems like you have the right idea though. Would you want to go together if we do it? I think I'd like that." Paula smiled and said, "Yeah. I'd like that too. I like you a lot and at least we would be together. We've worked well together this semester and I really like to be with you even when we're just hanging." Don stood listening to the two plan their future. He was still in turmoil over the professor's remarks. He said, "I can't believe you two. You sound as if you really believe him and are going to plan on living on some strange new world. Do you really think he is an alien and wants to take us to another planet?" Simon and Paula looked at each other for a moment. She wrapped her arm around Simon's waist. Simon said, "I really don't know what to think here but you have to admit just the little we know and have seen would seem to indicate there is something going on here. I don't see any drawback to telling him we will take his offer. If what he told us is true we at least get to live longer and if it isn't what have we lost other than perhaps, given him a little laugh at our expense. I'd a lot rather pioneer some exotic planet than die here on Earth within the next month." "I guess. But I'll be all alone if I tell him I'll do it. Do you think he would let us go together?" Paula looked at Don for a moment then glanced up at Simon before answering, "I don't know Don. He might. I don't know how to say this but I think it needs to be said. I'm a one man woman. If you are thinking you and I might, uh, become more than friends you need to know now it will never happen. I hope Simon and I are going to be a couple, but if we aren't I need to tell you that, at least right now, I don't see you and me getting closer." Don didn't slump actually but he looked a little more dejected and unsure of himself if that was possible. Finally he said, "Oh. I guess I can't say I'm surprised but I wasn't sure it had gone that far already. I like you and was hoping if you and Simon weren't together we might have a chance. I would still like to be with you guys if they will let us and I decide to take their deal. I don't do well without some friends around." With that the three said good bye and started for their respective vehicles. Just before they turned and left Simon and Paula exchanged a gentle kiss. As might be expected, all three of them thought about their situation all the way home and daily thereafter. All three young persons were asked repeatedly by their families if they had a problem because they were acting so strangely. As warned, none of them were able to discuss the information Professor Sheripati gave them. Paula managed to tell her mother, through silent tears, that she was just thinking about them not being in her life any longer and how much she would miss them if something happened. Of course her mother laughed and teased her about her morbid thoughts. Simon managed to tell each person in his family individually how much he loved them and how he missed them when he was away from them. He was always especially close to his younger brother and youngest sister. This holiday he spent a lot more time talking to each of them. Each of the young people, unbeknownst to the others sent the professor an e-mail accepting his offer and requesting they all be put down together, or at least close enough they could contact each other occasionally. Simon even put a request in his e-mail that he be allowed to choose and take with him some of the items he listed on his term paper. None of the three received a reply to their message. As the approximate time for their accidents to occur came nearer each of the three became noticeably more nervous and suffered unanswerable questions from their families. The day after Christmas Paula and Dottie went to visit one of their friends. Paula really didn't want to leave the house but finally allowed herself to be persuaded. She had an ominous feeling of dread all day and it became worse when she agreed to go. On the drive over to the friend's apartment Paula thought she saw a nondescript faded green van following their car. When they got out of the car at the apartment they began walking toward the building. The van screeched up beside them and, just as Professor Sheripati predicted they were forced into the van. Paula fought her attacker but made sure she didn't let him hurt her. When the van swerved rapidly changing lanes on the freeway she made her move. She had the back doors open in a flash and grabbed Dottie's asshole ex. She slammed into the man that just finished raping her and all three of them tumbled to the road in front of an oncoming semi. Her last thought was 'at least I took the assholes with me and Dottie is safer now." Almost before Paula had her thoughts she found herself, still naked, in a room surrounded by naked strangers. Prominent in front of her was Professor Sheripati. He walked up to her and wrapped her in his arms as she cried. He gently hugged her until her tears cleared. After she calmed down she recognized two other professors from the University—her psychology and Government professors. Professor Sheripati turned and with his arm still around her led her out a door into another room. He said, "Miss Breckenridge, this is our sick bay. Please get onto the table so we can examine you." After a few minutes the professor came back and said, "Ok. We obviously picked you up before you were injured by the truck. Unfortunately, as predicted, your clone is dead." He glared at her and continued, "We also found two deceased males at the scene. Was that necessary my dear?" "YES! I felt it was necessary. At least I gave my sister a chance and I also KNOW those two assholes were punished for their crimes. They'll never rape or hurt another person now will they?" The professor sighed and said, "No, I suppose not, but it would have been better if the authorities had punished them. Now we have to worry that, perhaps, our screening of you was in error." Paula felt herself quake slightly but she stood and looked him in the eye. She said, "I'm no different than I was when you selected me for this project. You told me then fighting and violence was acceptable to protect myself, my family, and others. I did that." "Yes, I suppose you did, my dear. Well, now, on to other matters. I was very happy when you agreed to take our offer. Now I would like to discuss the future with you for a moment before I leave you." "Professor, before you do that can you tell me if Simon is coming too? You promised we could be together—" The professor smiled and said, "Yes, my dear, he also agreed to take our offer. Like you, he predicated his acceptance upon being able to cohabit with you on your new home world. Your other friend, Don, also agreed to come. He also requested collocation with you and Simon. Unfortunately we cannot do that. We did, however, agree to locate him about 100 miles away from you. "Now, we need to take you to medical for treatment. After that, there are some other administrative matters to attend to." "Treatment. Is there something wrong with me?" "No, there is nothing seriously wrong with you. We need to begin your enhancement for your drop. We will improve your genetic code—clean it up if you will—somewhat to make you more resistant to illness, cancer and heart disease, aging, and some other human ailments. We will also enhance your healing capability for injuries. Also, our physicians will want to know what you want to do about your child." "Child. What— I'm not pregnant." "Yes my dear. I am afraid you are pregnant. You conceived yesterday when you were raped. Do you want to keep the child or should we terminate it when we treat you? It would really be better if you get settled in your new home before you have children. We will drop you with several months of contraceptives for you to use at your discretion." "NO! I don't want that asshole's child. I could never look at that child and be able to treat it right. Please don't make me have it." Paula broke down crying and allowed the professor to lead her away. Two days after Christmas Simon received a phone call from a number he did not recognize. He answered it and heard a crying female voice ask, "Is this Simon?" "Yes," he said. "May I help you?" "This is Barbara Breckenridge. I'm Paula's mother. She was kidnapped and killed last night. We found an envelope marked 'to be opened upon my death' in her room this morning. In it she asked us to call her fiancée and tell him what happened. It had your name and phone number in it. Simon, we didn't even know you and our daughter were dating much less engaged. I almost didn't call you but the note seemed so urgent. Of course, there were some other things in it that I don't feel concern you. I'm sorry." Simon felt his stomach lurch when Mrs. Breckenridge told him of Paula's death. His first thought was 'Damn, it's true.' Then he thought 'I hope it didn't hurt her too much and that she's handling everything ok.' Finally he got his mind in gear and said, "Mrs. Breckenridge, I don't know what to say. Paula and I got together this semester and just agreed to make it permanent the day she came home. I'm sorry I didn't get to meet you all before this happened. I know it's hard for you, but can I ask you how it happened? I really need to know. And if it wouldn't be too much bother could you tell me when the services will be so I can come if you don't mind?" "We haven't set the services yet. They will probably be after the first of the year. She and her sister were forced into a van where it appears her sister's ex-fiancée and some of his friends raped them. Paula managed to get free and open the back door. She tried to jump out and managed to pull two of the men with her. They were all three ran over by a semi truck and killed. Her sister, Dottie, got away and was rescued. That's all we know right now." The phone then disconnected. Simon sat for a moment then felt someone touch his back. He looked over his shoulder and saw his mother. His younger brother and sister were standing in the door watching. His mother asked, "What's wrong, Simon?" He felt the tears run down his cheeks. He took a shuddering breath and said in a breaking voice, "That was my girlfriend's mother. She was abducted and raped last night. While trying to escape she was killed." In a way, Simon felt stupid because he was crying over Paula. He knew if the professor was right that she was still alive but he still felt like crying. He cried partly because of the fear and pain she went through and partly because he was now sure he would soon lose his life on Earth and never see his loved ones again. "OH, baby," his mother said as she wrapped him in her arms. "I'm so sorry. Are you ok?" "Yeah. I guess. We're going to be together always and plan to make you a grandmother." Mrs. Franklin ignored what she thought to be Simons misspeaking. After all, he was upset by his girlfriend's death. She never knew for certain that he actually meant what he said, that he found a small chink in his programming. She did wonder after Simon's death if he somehow knew his end was near also and was trying to tell her he and his girl would soon be together for eternity. Simon and Don each met their end as predicted. Each found it exceedingly difficult to live and face their oncoming fate. Perhaps, in a way each of the three knew how a condemned criminal feels facing death or how someone with a terminal illness might feel. They will never say. Each in his own time arrived at the ship as did Paula and received the same greeting. After the greeting they went to medical and received the same treatments Paula did. Like Paula, during one of the treatments they were placed in a stasis chamber and stored pending their future placement on the new planet. Some indeterminate time after he was placed unknowingly in stasis Simon awakened. He was examined by a technician and told to rest for a short time. After a few minutes the same technician came back into the room and said, "Follow me, please. There are some final plans that need to be made for your placement." Simon stood slowly and started to follow the technician then stopped. He looked around and frowned. The technician stopped and looked at Simon. He asked, "Is there something wrong? Why did you stop? Do you not feel well? The drink I gave you when you awakened should have taken care of anything bothering you." "Uh, no, nothing is wrong with me physically. I was just looking for my clothes." "What?" The technician touched his ear for a moment then laughed. He looked at Simon and said, "I forgot your planet is one of the ones where the population normally covers their body. I am sorry but we don't have anything available right now for you to use as clothes. There will be a very few of these clothes available when you depart for your use in cold or dangerous environments. Clothes are one of the things you will have to manufacture when you arrive if you wish to continue using them. Personally I don't see the need as the environment is very friendly to human habitation." Simon slowly followed the tech out of the room and down the passageway to an open door. When he followed the man into the room he stopped for a moment then rushed into the room, passing the technician without a thought. One of the other occupants of the room looked up and let out a little squeak. She stood and rushed across the room and threw herself into Simon's arms. The smile and expression on her face made her look like the sun was shining inside. Paula quickly pulled back slightly and gave Simon a long kiss then pulled away, wrapped her arm around him and led him to a very comfortable chair beside the one she previously occupied. After the two young people were seated the man at the head of the table began speaking. He said, "We have brought you and some of the others out of stasis now for final planning for your mission. Since the two of you are mated and will be placed together we will allow you to stay together while you make your final plans. I am Arthur Slitsniff, one of Professor Sheripati's assistants. If you need assistance during the planning phase you may contact me. My contact information is on the screen above." The man turned slightly and pointed at his name, a group of numbers and an obvious e-mail address glowing in a window showing on a large screen on one wall. After he pointed out his contact information he turned back to the young couple once again and resumed speaking. He said, "The notebook computers on the table in front of you are for your use while on board this vessel. While not exactly like the computers you are used to they have been made to operate as do the machines that you are used to. "You will find you have access to the Earth internet on this machine. You will also find the software you are used to using. I believe it is called Windows and the Microsoft Office program? Yes, that is it. You will also find the documents you prepared for Professor Sheripati while you were taking his class. "Some of the items you listed that you wished to take with you into the wilderness have been removed from the list by drawing a line through them. These items are prohibited. If an item was removed because it was prohibited we listed acceptable substitutes in blue print beside it. Other items are as you listed them. You now have the option of showing how many of each item you wish to take. You may also add or delete items as you desire. Your only limit is the space you were originally told was available to you for shipping—18 of your feet long by four feet wide, maximum weight not to exceed 12,000 of your pounds." Simon looked up at that and frowned for a moment then asked, "Hey, how about the height? It might help if I knew the cubage we are allowed." Slitsniff hesitated for a moment. He pressed his finger to his right ear then looked at the display showing in the top of the table in front of him. He frowned slightly then looked up. He said, "My assistant says the best information we have says the height will be approximately six of your feet. That will give you space of 432 of your feet cubed. We will let you know if the cubage or dimensions change. This will be the room you are to work in. Over there is a door into the refresher. Beside it is the door into your eating area and on the other wall is the doorway into your sleeping chambers. Are there any questions?" Simon and Paula looked at each other for a moment then shook their heads no. The man stood and started to walk from the room when Simon said, "Wait. I do have a question or two. If I understand you correctly we are now making a list of things we want to take to our new home. Is that right?" "That is correct. Is that a problem?" "Well, not really. I just need to know if there are any restrictions other than those we discussed." "You were given the restrictions during your class. They have not changed. You will even be allowed to take firearms if you so desire. We highly recommend you limit them severely because after they break or you run out of ammunition you will be without. You will then have a very expensive chunk of metal in a design we really hope will not find a use on this version of Earth. Alternatively, you do need to be able to hunt animals for your food so some hunting weapons might be advisable. It is entirely your choice. If you research and or try to list proscribed items you will be informed. Otherwise the choice is yours within the parameters previously given. I would strongly suggest, however, that you do not try to reinvent the wheel as I believe is your saying. What I mean is your original lists are approved except for quantity if you leave out those items we struck through. You will be allowed additional items, however, if they meet the original criteria and you can justify them." The naked man and woman walked from the room leaving an equally naked Simon and Paula sitting and looking at each other. All at once they took notice of their nudity and blushed. Paula tried to cover herself. Simon laughed and said, "Paula, I understand, but don't you think that is just a little useless since we have been given no clothes and we have to work together. Besides, if we are going to be together from now on as I hope, we will see each other nude for the rest of our lives." A New Life For the next several minutes the two future lovers sat and caught up with the last few days of each other's lives. Simon told Paula her mother called him with news of her death as she had requested and he appreciated it. He also smiled and said, "I was happy you took two of those assholes with you too. Do you know what happened to the others?" "NO. I have been kept in the dark about news from Earth and my family. How about you?" "The same. I came aboard, went straight to medical after the greeting, then came here." "He said we have access to the internet here. Why don't we do a little surfing before we get to work? Maybe we can get caught up on the news and send a message to our family." Simon snorted and started to speak when Paula continued talking. She said, "I guess that wouldn't be too smart would it? It would freak them out totally if they got an e-mail from us after we died. They would think someone was messing with them. I guess we can't do that can we? Maybe we can at least check the news." After they booted their computers the two teens began surfing the net. Paula said, "Simon do you think those dates are correct? I feel like I just went to sleep yesterday and woke up today but the dates on the internet make it look as if over three years have passed since we died." "Yeah. It probably is correct. I remember the guy that woke me said I had been in a stasis chamber." "Well, I guess we'd better get with it. Do you still want to specialize in household and medical items? If you do, I will take care of the rest of the farming, hunting, construction, and defensive items. Don't forget to try and bring reference books and texts also. Remember, if you bring drugs and biological items they will expire after a length of time. You don't want to use all your cubage on them and then lose them. "I suggest we only bring a minimum amount of food. Even dry it takes up a lot of space. We will have to live off the land sometime so we should just as well get started. Let's make a list of questions we need answers to as we go, also. I think the first one on the list should be the time of year we will arrive and another should be how easy will it be to find edible plants and animals. We also need to know if we will be able to choose our location or if we have to take whatever location they choose for us. It would be nice to know if any natives around are friendly and if there are any dangerous animals nearby." The two new pioneers began researching their needs and wants. They knew if they didn't list and bring it they would either have to make it or do without. They began talking and making suggestions to each other as they went. Many of the smaller tools didn't weigh much or take up much space so Simon brought several of each one. He even requested several 50 pound boxes of various size nails and screws. He requested several hundred feet of various size nylon rope and cord as well as a half mile of the old sound powered phone cable the U S Army used to use. He requested four of the phones also. He requested one Ruger pistol in .44 caliber and two Ruger rifles in .44 caliber along with one Ruger pistol chambered in .22 Mag and .22 Long Rifle as well as a Ruger .22 Rifle that took the Long Rifle cartridges. He requested 10,000 Long Rifle cartridges, 5,000 .22 Mag and 5,000 .44 cartridges. He felt that was a little over kill but it would give him some defensive and hunting capability for some time into the future if he needed it. He also requested ten high quality hunting bows and 2,000 arrow shafts for them. He requested 2,000 hunting points and 500 target points for the arrows. Moving on down his list he started on the various seeds he wanted. He included wheat, soy beans, field and sweet corn, numerous garden seeds, and a few seeds for improved pastures. He thought and waffled about his need for farm equipment most of one day. Finally he made a note to ask about it. It would do no good to take horse drawn equipment if he had no horse. Besides, it was heavy and bulky. Oh, crap, he also needed several assorted sizes of tarps to protect his supplies. Then there were fishing supplies, line, poles, and nets. There went more cubage and weight. And don't forget some metal containers to use for harvesting. Oh, hell, he needed wheel barrows or wagons. No, wait. Bring wheels and axels, brackets and bolts and bearings. He could make the wagon or wheel barrow. Heck, rethink the tools. Instead of bringing a whole tool only bring the metal parts and make handles on site. That would save a lot of weight and cubage. Back to the drawing board. What else could he bring components for and manufacture after he arrived. Wow, another thought; have metal equipment and tools made from titanium. It's lighter and stronger than steel. After three days Simon and Paula had a long, long list of questions. They sent a message to Mr. Slitsniff with the questions attached. Within a few minutes of sending the message he arrived at their work area. They spent the next two hours discussing the lists, justifying some of the requests and trying to find out more information to make their plans. They did get Mr. Slitsniff to agree they could choose their landing point within 4 general areas of the world. During the conversation Simon asked a question that stumped Mr. Slitsniff. He asked, "I know you said we were limited by the dimensions of an old Earth Conestoga wagon. Are we going to be given the wagon to haul our belongings in or how are we expected to transport them? In the original assignment we were told to assume transportation was not a limiting factor. Just what does that mean? Also, if we are given a wagon to haul our belongings does it come with repair parts and animals to pull it? Can we bring animals and if we can do they count against our weight limits? Furthermore, I believe we need to do some research on our new home before we make a final decision on items we wish to take with us. We may have chosen some items we will not need and not chosen some that could make a large difference in surviving or living well." Slitsniff sat and stared blankly at Simon for a moment. His mouth opened and closed several times. He finally said, "I cannot answer those questions. I don't know if they have even been considered. I think you need to return to your work and I will take this up with my superiors." Simon and Paula worked several more hours and took a full "night long" sleep period before they received a response to the last batch of questions they asked. The answer came in the person of Professor Sheripati. The professor walked into the work room and said, "You two sure have caused an uproar with your last questions. It reminds me of our last classes together. I assumed when I was given the reference to the wagon that animals would be provided to pull it. For some reason the idiots that gave me the dimensions must have thought it was self propelled. In any event, you are to be given the normal compliment of animals to pull the wagon in excess of the weight limits for your equipment. The idiots argued for several of your hours over the question about taking biologicals with you. They finally decided you will be allowed to take excess animals with you but they will count against your weight limit. If you choose to take animals I suggest you take young ones so they do not weigh as much. This, of course, does not include the animals necessary to pull your wagons. They are in excess to your weight limit. "You made a good point about surveying the location where you will be placed. You will be allowed two days to research proposed locations on the planet after we arrive. Unfortunately that will not help you with selecting items to bring from Earth. I can make the exploration ships downloads available to you. They may help somewhat in your decision. I do know many of the animals you have on Earth are similar to ones on your new Earth. We know you will have no difficulty eating any of the normal flora and fauna. Of course there are some plants and animals there that are poison or deadly just as there is on your Earth. You will be given books with that information included. "On another note, I had to argue long and hard but I have been given permission to let you take almost all the books and plans you have requested. We have even agreed to print them on nearly non-destructible plastic as you requested." The professor turned to Paula and continued talking, "You were authorized simple medical texts containing knowledge through the end of 1930. I am sorry but they held fast to that date for some reason. I think that is because our research indicates that is the beginning of the era where your world began changing for the worst. You are allowed to take any drugs available up to that date and instructions for manufacturing them although much of the technology to make the drugs will be beyond you for years." The two settlers returned to their computers after the professor left. They worked long into the night researching the planet. They found they needed to make almost no changes to their load and went to bed happy. The next day they began planning what animals to take. Oh, hell, they now had or soon would have horses to ride. They needed a saddle for each of them. What kind of saddle? What kind of horses? More research. How many animals to pull each wagon? More research. Finally they felt their research was completed. They were going to try to cheat on the animals. Animals that pulled the wagons were excess to their weight limits. Normally horses, oxen or mules pulled the wagons but why couldn't cows pull also? It was a way to get some adult cattle. They would also demand each female animal pulling a wagon test positive for pregnancy. That would give them more animals rapidly. They decided since Paula's wagon would be lighter even with some of the seeds Simon requested in her load, that she would request cattle and oxen to pull her wagon. As a result she requested three Salers cows, a Salers bull, three Simmental cows and a Simmental bull. Simon requested two Clydesdale mares, a stallion, two quarter horse mares and stallion and a male and female donkey. He intended to use the male donkey to produce some mules as well as donkeys. They requested 400 straight run chickens split between the barred rock and Rhode Island Red breeds. They also requested four weaning Hampshire pigs, three gilts and a boar, unrelated. To their surprise even with the livestock they had a few pounds of weight left over. They decided to increase their stock of seeds and even ordered a few preserved food items they knew they probably would never see again to use for special occasions and treats. The final addition was two female and a Male Blue Merle Australian Sheppard puppies. Finally they were as well prepared as they thought they could be. Now Simon once again confounded Mr. Slitsniff. He sent a request that all the tools and equipment he and Paula ordered with the exception of the medical equipment be made of titanium if it was made of metal. He even requested the wagons and repair parts be made of titanium. When Mr. Slitsniff came into their room to complain about it Simon actually managed to talk him into doing as they requested. He did throw him a bone though. He said if he could prove a different metal would be better for the item in question they would allow a different metal to be substituted for that specific item. In this way they obtained lighter weight, stronger tools. Oops. Now they had a few more pounds they could load if they could find the cubage. Back to the drawing board. Finally they were prepared. They gave each other a deep kiss and long, long hug before allowing the crew to place them back in their stasis chambers. Once again it seemed as if they awakened from a night's sleep when they were brought out of stasis. This time they met in a large auditorium. To the best of his estimation Simon counted 297 people sitting in the auditorium. At a guess only about a third of the people present were female, perhaps less. Professor Sheripati, Mr. Slitsniff and three other individuals filed onto the stage. They all took seats. The man in the middle that Simon had never seen before stood and began talking. He said, "Welcome to all of you. Today you are gathered here for two very important reasons. Today we mourn the passing of your world." He touched his ear and immediately a large screen began showing missiles and bombers rising from the majority of the world's industrialized countries as well as the oceans. The video was obviously running faster than normal as they witnessed the bombs landing then a spreading glow coming from China, the Pacific Northwest and several other highly volcanic areas of the world. They watched as California fell into the ocean when the fault line finally went. Finally the words came across the screen, "The end of the Earth. December 25, 2021." There were several voices raised in shock and sorrow. Simon was surprised to see it had been six years since he "died". It only felt as if it had been a little over a week since that was the amount of time he spent out of stasis. Two young people nearby were sitting in total shock staring at the screen. He heard the man say to the woman, "I can't believe it. We've been on this contraption for 77 years." After the sound level declined somewhat the man once again began speaking. He said, "Now, we also celebrate the colonization of a new Earth by you few young people of the old Earth. While most of you slept in stasis others of you boarded, worked and planned. Some of the later arrivals negotiated upgraded equipment for you earlier arrivals as well as livestock to pull your wagons. They also negotiated permission for each of you, within reason, to choose the location you are to colonize. We will take everyone's wishes into consideration but I do have to insist you be spread across the globe. One of the purposes of this mission is to force the indigenous population out of their stagnation. To do this you must interact, intermarry and interbreed with them. I know some of you have formed a union between members of the opposite sex. Those unions that currently exist will be allowed to land together. Others, if you are friends with someone on board here, will be allowed to colonize contiguously. The rest of you will be placed somewhere alone. Most of the population of this planet is non violent so you should be safe but there is no guarantee. You should be constantly on your guard for danger from the environment, animals and indigenous humans." Professor Sheripati rose and began speaking. He said, "Those of you who were picked up earlier will find the equipment you requested upgraded in quality. You will also find many items you did not request that are more modern than those you did request. You will find instructions and educational texts that go along with the items you are taking into the wild. We have also arbitrarily allowed certain livestock both to pull your wagon and for you to raise. I am sorry you cannot make these choices yourself but you see Earth does not exist any longer so that would have been impossible. "The first order of business is for you to look over the new planet and give us requests for areas in which you wish to live. After we have decided the area you will be landed in we will give you 24 hours to look over the area from our surveys and select an exact location where you wish to be set down. If there are no questions, please wait in your seats for us to call your name. When your name is called you will be led to a room in which you may begin your research. Each of you will have one of our crew assigned to help you operate our equipment if you are unable to do so by yourself. Thank you." Slowly the room emptied as single individuals and one or two couples were guided to their work areas. Finally, Simon and Paula were called and led back to the room in which they initially worked. They rapidly called up the information on their computers. This time they put the display on the large screen at the end of the room as they had much of their joint work in the past. They did a quick survey of the world to identify interesting locations, quickly screening out a large percentage of the world that was either too cold, too sandy or even too hot for them. This was easier than you might think because placing the cursor over an area caused a drop down menu to appear with many weather statistics from rainfall, snowfall, average and high and low temperatures and so forth. After they ruled out many of the locations available they found themselves left considering most of the temperate zones. They were surprised to find the land masses were similar to those of old Earth as they knew it. Of course some of the worlds land mass was already excluded from consideration because there were no indigenous persons living there. They were required to colonize near a settlement of this Earth's people. They agreed they wanted some mountains nearby as well as clear free flowing streams. It would be nice to be near an ocean even if they might never get to see it. Finally they settled on a location in the southeast part of a continent that might have been North America if on their Earth. They had some really excellent pictures of a nice valley with a stream running through the center of it and two or three smaller feeder streams joining it at places in the valley. There was a lot of open land to farm and many trees to use for wood. There was a native village just outside the lower end of the valley that statistics said had been there for years. They were ready to go assuming they got their first selection. Just to be safe they turned in their first selection then got busy trying to agree on a second one. After everyone made their selections the few conflicts were resolved by ships personnel. Surprisingly there were very few conflicts. Many of the areas that were open for colonization went unmanned simply because there were not enough people to land someone there. If there was a conflict the locations near the one under conflict were pulled together, the disagreeing people were taken into a room and the merits of each person's claim discussed. Then the merits of the alternate sites were covered until finally the matter was settled. There was only one instance where the two who wanted the same site could not agree. In that instance that site was left unfilled and the two people were given sites on either side of the contested one. Finally, D-day, to use an old expression that could also stand for Departure Day, was upon the crew. There was an air of excitement as everyone manned their wagons and prepared to drive them into the shuttles that would deliver them to this new land. Of course it took two shuttles for Simon and Paula. Upon landing they received their final instructions from Professor Sheripati. He said, "I know you will do well. You have, perhaps, the best thought out load of any settlers. In fact, we used your requirements to fill the wagons of those individuals selected from earlier in the 20th century. You are also one of the few settlements that gave more than cursory thought to medical care and farming. Most of the settlers brought a few tools and a lot of food, clothing and other luxury items. Almost none of them thought to request and bring blue prints, instruction manuals, and text books. We did provide some of those items when we back filled some of the earlier wagons, but I am pretty sure the people who received them will not use them. In many cases the earlier selectees have no education or only a few years of grade school. Their saving grace is they are used to more primitive life styles and will do well in this primitive environment. They know very well how to survive at a subsistence level. A New Life "I personally believe you two and Mr. Johns have the best chances of being successful. Some of the others from earlier in the 19th or 20th century will survive very well but they do not have the knowledge and drive to jump start civilization as I expect you to do. We have tried to select colonists who will turn away from the military side of civilization. We would hope weapons—especially weapons of mass destruction or warfare—will not be manufactured on this world. "Even those who brought fire arms only brought a minimum number and even less ammunition. Once again, you have the largest supply of ammunition of any of the settlers, although those of earlier years have weapons that can use the old black powder which is very simple to manufacture. I have high hope for your success. I want to assure you we will keep watch over you, but I am afraid I cannot foresee any event in which we will contact you or provide assistance. We may, at some later date, provide you with a small additional delivery but that is still in the discussion phase. Good luck." With that Simon and Paula turned to their wagons, climbed board and began their trek toward their new home. They had selected a spot above the high water mark where one of the smaller streams joined with the larger one flowing down the valley. The pictures showed what they thought to be a cave in which they hoped to shelter for a short time until they found a place to set up permanently. The proposed location of their home was sheltered by a large bluff from the north so should not be subject to cold winter winds. It took almost all day for them to move to their temporary home. This was because the shuttles landed them several miles away in order to stay out of sight of the village at the foot of the valley. When they arrived it took some work to clear a trail so the wagons could drive to the base of the cliff where the cave was, indeed, located. They immediately fell in love with the area. Barring any unforeseen circumstances they would probably build their home within a few feet of this location. Just across the larger stream was a nice area for their crops. There was a lot of pasture up the smaller valley the little stream flowed from that could be used for the few animals they had. The scenery was beautiful and the setting peaceful. After they arrived and unhitched the draft animals they unloaded their young animals from the wagons. One of the first tasks the next day would be to build pens for the pigs and a shelter for the chickens. They also had their barely weaned Australian Sheppard puppies that would need some sort of shelter for a short time. After that they had to get a crop in, plant a garden and build their new home. The next few months were going to be very busy. On the third day after their arrival Simon and Paula were working in their fields. He was plowing and she was picking up rocks and using a sledge to haul them out of the field. If the rocks were large enough Paula carefully stacked them along the edge of the plowed section using them as a partial fence to keep animals out of the garden. The smaller rocks were set aside for possible future use in building their house or other construction projects. So far they had nearly three acres plowed. Simon was almost ready to hitch up the small horse drawn disc to prepare the seed bed when he saw two rapid shafts of light spearing down through the clouds toward their new home. To Simon the light shafts appeared unnatural. They seemed to be much too regular and dense to be natural sunlight. He debated going to see what was going on then decided he could not spare the time. Later that evening they decided the workday was over and began walking toward their home. When they neared the ford across the stream Simon heard what he was sure were voices coming from near their home. A few steps later he heard rocks rattling and the voices once again. He looked over at Paula and pulled his pistol. Although they had found nothing threatening since they arrived he and Paula always went armed just to be safe. He said, "It sounds as if we have company. Maybe someone from the village has seen our work and decided to visit. Let's be careful until we make sure they are really as peace loving as our friends think." Paula pulled the .22 Mag pistol she carried and faded into the gathering darkness. Simon stood listening for a moment then moved slowly and carefully down the path toward their camp and future home. Soon a young man and girl came into sight. They were wandering around the camp and playing with the puppies. All at once Simon let out a yell. "Sherry, Tom! How did you get here? Oh my GOD. I thought you were dead." At his shout the two young adults stopped and turned toward him. They stood staring at him as he rushed toward the camp. Simon quickly placed his pistol back in his holster and ran to his siblings. He bent forward and pulled them into a tight embrace. Sherry was crying and kept repeating over and over, "Simon, it's really you! I can't believe it. I went to your funeral and saw them bury you. I just couldn't believe that space man when he told me he was taking me to my brother." She broke down in tears and had to stop talking. About that time Paula walked up and wrapped her arms around the three siblings. After a few moments Simon pushed away from the group hug and said, "Tom, Sherry, this is my wife Paula. Paula, this is my youngest sister Sherry and my brother Tom." After the greetings were over Paula moved to the fire pit and prepared supper. While they were eating their evening meal and for some time afterward the siblings continued catching up on each other and their family until the end of the Earth. They were all too keyed up to go to bed even though they were all exhausted. The main topic during the meal was their family and friends. After the meal was eaten Simon asked, "How in the world did you meet Professor Sheripati and get him to bring you here?" Sherry did all of the early talking, but Tom finally found his voice and said, "We don't know for sure how we got here. We were listening to the TV with Mom and Dad waiting on the missiles to hit. Dad said he knew the plant where he worked was on the target list and it was just a matter of time before they came. We really didn't have any place to go to get away from the bombs so we all decided to stay together as a family. We watched the TV and they showed a missile approaching the town. We moved to the door and turned toward the plant. There was a large flash of light from the direction of the plant. We could see the mushroom cloud beginning to grow and we saw the destruction approaching when all at once, boom, we were gone and inside this huge ship. Some men came and took us to a place they said was a medical exam room. We woke up this morning and a man told us he was taking us to a new planet where we could live with someone who knew and loved us. "We really didn't know what to think about that. I tried to ask questions but he wouldn't answer them. He said tell them Professor Sheripati said Merry Christmas and to give Simon this letter when we got here." After Tom told them what he knew of their rescue Simon opened the letter from Professor Sheripati. He read quietly for a short time. My Friends: If you are reading this letter you know I took one more opportunity to save some of the last remaining humans from your Earth. As we were breaking orbit I was viewing your home taking pictures of it for you. We did that for each of our colonists and have presented these pictures to them. In your case, Simon, I saw your two young siblings on your patio with your parents watching their destruction rush toward them. At the time I didn't even think of the possible consequences of my actions. I quickly energized our transmitters and pulled them onto our ship. I must tell you however, that I did not take this action totally in the dark. We did much research on your younger siblings while we were investigating you to see if you qualified for our program. We found no evidence they were fated to expire at a young age therefore they were not considered for our program. I must tell you, however, that they meet all our selection criteria as did you and your wife Paula with that exception and, of course, the lack of education that would have been remedied as they aged. Having taken the chance and beamed them up I had to decide what to do with them. They did not have any equipment or preparation for them to live alone in this new world so I couldn't ethically require them to strike out on their own. My only option was to place them with another of our colonists. Of course, since they were your siblings morality demanded I send them to you. You also are much better prepared to care for them than any other colonist so they are now your responsibility. Good luck my friend. Teach your siblings well. I wish you many happy years in your new home. Your Friend, Alisandre Sheripati After he read the letter Simon passed it to Paula. He then looked at the pictures of his home and parents as they faced their death. He next looked at the picture of Paula's parents and home before passing them to her also. After she read the letter Paula passed it back to Simon's siblings for them to read. Tom finished reading it and said, "Cool. One of your professors was a space alien! Did you know it? What was he like? Did he tell you anything about this?" Simon replied, "Yes, Tom, it turned out one of our professors was technically an alien. Well, really, three of our professors were aliens but we didn't know that until just before the end. When we completed the fall semester of college just before we died Professor Sheripati told Paula, our friend Don, and me that we were going to die and he then gave us the chance to come here if we wished. He would save us and place clones in our place if we agreed to become a colonist. We didn't see any other choice so we took his deal." "Wow. So that's why you were so weird that Christmas. Mom and Dad talked about that a lot after you died. Mom always thought it was because you had a premonition of your death especially after your girlfriend died just after Christmas. I guess in a way you did didn't you?" Tom stopped talking for a moment and looked over at Paula then continued, "That was you wasn't it?" Paula nodded her head yes but said nothing. Simon looked over at his brother and sister with pride and apprehension. They were two well set up young people. He had trouble realizing that chronologically Sherry was now 20 and Tom was 18 years old. In terms of living their lives they were actually his age now. When he 'died' he was 6 years older than Sherry and 8 years older than Tom. Now he and Sherry were almost the same age and Tom was only two years younger than he was. Simon said, "Yeah, Tom, I was thinking about my death that Christmas. After Paula's mother called to let me know she died just like the professor said she would I finally completely believed everything he told me. From that point on I KNEW I was seeing you all for the last time in my life. You have no idea how hard it was to go on. At one time I decided I would hide at home and try to avoid my fate but I didn't. I was already head over heels in love with Paula and if what the professor said was true I knew not only could I not avoid death by changing my actions but I would be here with Paula again when I died." Simon looked around the clearing for a moment then continued, "Well, Paula and I have had a long and exhausting day. We have to get some sleep. I don't know how to tell you this but things are going to be rougher for you than you have ever had it from now on. We have already grown to love this new planet and what we think our life will become but it is a big change from what we knew back home. You are going to have to work very hard with us for us to be able to survive and prosper. Your whole body will be a mass of pain until you get used to the work we do to survive here. I'm afraid there are no labor saving devices now and everything is more difficult and takes a lot longer than we're used to. Also, we can't run to the store for something we want. There are no stores here that I know of and even if there are, we have no money to buy things with. If we need it and don't have it we either have to build whatever it is or do without. We'll fill you in more fully tomorrow as we work but for now, we need to get some rest." Paula smiled at the two new arrivals and said, "Sherry if you'll come with me I'll try to find something for you guys to use for bedding." She moved over to the cave where the wagons sat beside some of the items that had already been unloaded. After rummaging around in their belongings for a moment she pulled out some bedding for Tom and Sherry. Sherry took the bedding from her new sister as Paula said, "You two can sleep anywhere you want but I suggest you lay out your beds over there." She pointed to a spot on the other side of the fire back in the cave from where she and Simon slept. There was a small amount of sand and some vegetation in that location from an earlier bed Simon made before they decided they would rather sleep in their current location. After that she rapidly found her own bed and snuggled up against Simon. None of the young people slept well that night. Simon and Paula were up at dawn as had become their custom. They were deeply involved in preparing a large breakfast by the time a groaning and complaining Sherry and Tom crawled from their hard beds. While the women cleaned up after the meal Simon took Tom around to take care of the animals. He also harnessed two of the Clydesdales and hooked them to the equipment they were going to use that day. While he was helping harness the horses Tom said, "You're joking, right? We're not actually going to use HORSES to work today are we?" Simon looked at Tom in surprise and said, "Yeah, we are. I told you last night there were minimal labor saving devices here on this new Earth. Didn't you believe me? There is nothing in existence on this planet that uses motors or engines of any kind. The original inhabitants are stagnant in a pastoral society living on small plots of ground or in small villages. They don't seem to have any ambition to advance farther. We have no pollution, no manufacturing of any type, no congestion and, best of all, no wars or conflicts of a major nature. All the modern conveniences we have are what we brought from our Earth. We were not allowed to bring any motors or engines of any type. We were limited to tools and medical items in use prior to 1930 when our benefactors believe our technology and society began taking a wrong turn. After we get our year's food planted we have to build our house. We have about three acres plowed now and we are going to disc and plant it beginning today. After that we will plow more land so we can grow the extra food we will need since your arrival." "You're kidding, right? We're actually going to do all the work around here by hand and with HORSES? That's a bunch of crap." "Well, Tom, it's that or we starve. What would you do? I had a choice of doing this or dying when I was 19. What would you suggest? I can tell you it is going to take all of us to grow, hunt and preserve enough food to live through the winter. In our spare time when we're not working in the fields or preserving food we have to build our house and prepare for the winter. We will have to hunt for our food until our herds increase in size. You and Sherry are going to cause us to need a lot more food than we planned on so we will now have to plant more and hunt more food. In case you forgot, you showed up with nothing and Paula and I have to provide you with the means to survive. You are my family and I don't begrudge you that, but I will need your help to do everything." "Man. I've never done anything like that before. How do you do all that?" "Well, it may come as a surprise to you but I've never done it either. All I know is what little I learned helping Gramps when I was a kid and what I learned in college and on the net while I was trying to decide what we needed to bring with us. I'm still finding easier ways to do the work we are trying to do." The family, now increased to four, went to the field and resumed work on the garden. As they worked Simon and Paula filled Tom and Sherry in on everything they could think of about their new situation. Sherry seemed excited about the future. Tom was almost surly. He complained about the hard work and the fact there was nothing to do. They did get more work done with the extra help but they didn't do twice the work they normally did. Finally evening came and quitting time rolled around. Paula and Simon normally stopped in the stream on the way back to their camp and took a bath. This evening they did the same as usual and began bathing. Sherry watched for a short time then jumped to join them. Tom stood on the bank watching and complaining about having to bathe in the stream and do everything by hand. All at once Simon reached his limit. He said, "Damn it, Tom, shut up. This is our home now. We have to make the most of it. If we work hard we can eventually have some of the conveniences you seem to want. Hell, there are some things I would like to have here that we don't, but there's no use complaining. Would you rather be dead? You would be if you weren't here. Now quit feeling sorry for yourself and get in here and clean up. We still have to do the chores while the women prepare supper. We'll talk more about what we need to do while we eat supper. We have a long day again tomorrow." Simon and the two women finished their bath and walked back to the house. They left Tom on the bank glaring at them. While Paula and Sherry prepared supper Simon cared for the animals. Tom finally showed up when they were almost half done eating their meal. He stomped over and picked up his food without saying anything to them. It did appear as if he bathed before he came to the camp. Simon thought about asking him if he put the soap and towels back in the storage containers they kept them in but decided it wasn't worth upsetting him. Sherry was an immediate asset to the group. Tom, not so much. He did work with them but grudgingly. Basically he acted like a typical old Earth teenager. He needed to be told everything to do and he did not work at what Simon considered a good speed or put out maximum effort. Since they had two more hungry bellies to feed Simon doubled the size of the garden he initially planned to grow. It took about one third of the seeds they brought to plant it. If it failed for any reason they still had two more tries before they had to think about something else. Thankfully, Paula managed to obtain a book from their benefactors showing pictures of almost all the flora and fauna of the new world. The book was pretty complete, listing plants and animals that were edible. The book was divided into two sections. One section contained flora and was broken down further into edible and non-edible plants. The other section was for animals. It, too, was broken down in edible and non-edible wildlife. There were annotations in each description of an item telling them whether the edible item was good or just something that could be eaten in desperation. The book also gave simple instructions on preparation of the edible items. After the garden was planted the next project was a more permanent place to live. This was actually a two tiered project. Simon saved much of the sod taken from the second half of the garden. They hauled it and stacked it in front of the cave to make a wall. They left a door in the center with two windows, one on each side. The family was going to live there until such time as they finished a permanent dwelling then they would turn the cave into storage for root vegetables, canned goods and other semi perishables. Simon intended to build a shelter just outside the cave for the animals after the house was done. This would then complete their little farmstead and he could move on to projects to improve the quality of their life. Again, grudgingly, Tom helped with the sod wall. Simon was beginning to despair ever finding a way to reach Tom. A New Life Rob and Bernice climbed out the pick-up. "Nice little town," Rob said as he stretched. They had just arrived at the town where Rob had been transferred. Bernice brushed a lock of her long auburn hair from her face. "Quiet and peaceful," Bernice replied. They had made the three hour drive to look at new homes. It was going to be a long day as they had made appointments to look at eight houses. The appointment to see the first house was for nine o'clock. They had planned the day carefully starting with the house that offered the cheapest rent and saved the most expensive, and probably out of their budget, for last. Then they had the three hour drive back home to look forward. It was a warm autumn day. The maple tree leaves had turned a deep red and some were already turning that crisp golden brown colour. Rob opened the back of the pick-up and their eager Black Labrador leaped out and frantically began sniffing everything, his otter-like tail wagging madly. Rob took Bernice's hand and pulled her close to him as he looked down the street to see if the agent was coming. He was late! Bernice had caught Rob's attention the first time he saw her when she dancing on stage in a high school play. She was a gymnast too and had small yet strong body. He knew that she was the only girl for him the moment he first laid eyes on her. Although Bernice was physically strong and had well defined muscles, she was also incredibly feminine. They started dating shortly after that, the years ticked by and still every time Rob looked at her he thought she was as beautiful as the first day he saw her. Bernice was a little pocket rocket standing at 5'4", with long golden blondish/auburn hair which was striking against her pale complexion. Her blue eyes captivated all and any who dared to look into them. Although Bernice had stopped doing gymnastic and dancing when she left school, she still kept in shape by doing aerobics and swimming. Her figure was stunning. All men looked twice when she walked past. Max, the Labrador, had picked up a stick and was carrying it to Bernice in his mouth. Rob admired her perfectly rounded bottom as she bent down to take stick from Max. She threw the stick for Max to fetch again. It would have surprised many how far she threw the stick, but Rob was mesmerised by the slight jiggle of her 32C breasts. At 29 years old, Bernice's boobs were still full and she had no need to wear a bra, though she almost always did. Bernice turned to her husband and caught him staring at her. A smiled lit up her face as she playfully punched him on his arm. Rob laughed and hugged Bernice. Just then, the happy couple heard a car approaching them and turned to see if it was the agent. Sure enough an old Ford pulled up next to them and a middle aged man climbed out muttering apologies for being late. Rob smiled sarcastically and said, "Not to worry, we have the whole day." The agent looked at Rob for the first time. His gaze had been on Bernice from the moment he climbed out the old Ford. Bernice glared at Rob and mouthed, "Be nice," from behind the agents back. The agent stuck out his hand, "Walter, nice to finally meet you." Rob shook his hand with a little more force than he had intended. Walter turned his hand to Bernice, "Very nice to finally put a face to a voice. I could tell by your voice that you would be a stunner, and I wasn't wrong." Rob was used to men giving his wife compliments so it didn't bother him at all. She was beautiful after all. Rob who was 33, was a total contrast to Walter. Where Walter was shorter than Bernice, Rob stood at 5'10". Walter was grey and balding. Rob had a thick head of blondy-brown hair. Rob was muscular from spending time in the gym and well tanned from the weekends he spent playing beach volleyball. Walter on the other hand looked like he spent little time outdoors and too much time in front of the television eating junk food. "Well ... shall we get to it then," Rob suggested. The first three houses they looked at didn't appeal to either Rob or Bernice as they had little or no garden whatsoever, totally unpractical for Max. The next two houses had nicer gardens, but the houses lacked warmth and natural light. The following two houses rent had gone up and out of their price range so they looked at the rather average houses and dismissed them. The sun was heading for the horizon when Walter said goodbye to Rob and Bernice. "Let me know what you decide," Walter said with his best smile. Rob and Bernice look at each other. None of the houses matched their requirements. Well, there was one more house that they were to go look at. It was a joke more than anything. They had seen a picture of the house in the newspaper. There was little information about the house other than the picture and a caption that said, "To be sold to the best buyer." Rob had asked Bernice what that was meant to mean, but she didn't know either. Anyway, they weren't really considering buying a house at this stage. But the house in the picture was everything that appealed to them. There was no contact number in the advert, just an address, so they punched the address into the GPS and followed disembodied voice to the destination. Bernice gasped as they pulled up to gate. A long driveway, lined with trees proudly showing of the colours of autumn led to a stone house in the distance. They couldn't see much of the house from this distance. "Shall we ring the bell and go look or are we just wasting our time?" Rob asked, "We still have a drive home to think about." He reminded Bernice. "We are here now, we might as well go have a look," said Bernice. Rob wound down his window and rang the bell. They waited for a minute with no answer. He rang it again. Still nothing, the tall iron gates didn't move. Rob climbed out the car to see if there was any other means of access. He grabbed the bars of the gate and gave them a shake. To his surprise they were open. He looked at Bernice, still sitting in the passenger seat, and shrugged. He pushed the gates open and hopped back into the driver's seat, drove into the large grounds, and then quickly closed the gates behind them again. Bernice looked worried when he climbed back into to the pick-up. "Isn't this trespassing?" She asked. "For all we know, no-one lives here. There was no contact or reference on the advert," Rob replied putting her at ease. "Besides, we will just take a quick look around and then head for home." The leaves and stone of the driveway crackled under the pick-up's tyres as they drove up to the front of the house. Rob stopped the vehicle pulled up the park break and sighed as he took in the beauty of the house. "Is this for real?" asked Bernice. Rob kissed Bernice tenderly. "Isn't this our dream home?" replied Rob. The house was built of grey stone, but instead of small windows which are typical of stone houses, most of the windows of the house started just above floor level and ended just below the ceiling giving the impression that some of the walls were made of glass. Rob snatched his Canon DSLR camera, his most prized earthly possession, off the back seat of the pick-up and both he and Bernice left the vehicle to have a look around. Rob let Max out of the back again and he disappeared into nearby shrubbery. As they walked around the house Rob would take photos from different angles. It truly was the house that they had always dreamed about. Modern, yet rustic. As they rounded the side of the house Bernice gasped audibly. The back of the house looked out at the red, orange and golden sunset which reflected off the mirror stillness of a lake. A house on the water, they couldn't ask for more? Rob guided Bernice forward with his hand in the small of her back; bring her out of her reverie. He wanted to get around and see the front of the house. Bernice put out a hand across Rob's chest to stop him going any further forward. They had both heard the noise. They peered around the corner of the house worried that they were about to be told-off and chased away for trespassing. What they saw surprised them both. On the deck, lying on a large wooden lounger with thick cushions, was a beautiful woman. She had long dark brown wavy hair, with highlights which matched the sunset before her. Her hair cascaded down over her shoulders and partly covered her large naked breasts. Her head was tilted back in a picture of ecstasy. Bernice took Rob's hand and he turned to leave, not to disturb this goddess, only to find that Bernice was pulling him in the other direction. Rob looked at Bernice quizzically when he realised that she wanted to use the shadows of the sunset and the shrubbery to get closer, to get a better look. Rob didn't resist and went with her, stepping quietly so as not to alert her to their presence, they crouched to the edge of the deck only to be greeted by another surprise. The goddess was not alone. Rob and Bern could now see the reason for her expression of ecstasy. From their previous vantage point Rob and Bern couldn't see a man who was lying on his stomach his head buried between her thighs. The goddess was now moaning uncontrollably as the man continued to tease, lick and suck at her pussy. They could see from his movement that he must have been fingering her at the same time sending wave after wave of orgasm through the goddess's body. The goddess reached down and grabbed the man's dark hair and pushed her pelvis against him as she gave a long low moan. The goddess then pulled the man up to her, he kissed her as he went. He kissed her shaved pubic mound ... her stomach. Flicked his tongue into her bellybutton. Kissed the curve of the bottom of her left breast. He sucked her left nipple into his mouth as he gently tickled her right nipple with his fingers, clearly wet from fingering this goddess. He kissed her across her chest and over her collar bone. His tongue flicked across her neck. Finally he reached her mouth and they kissed each other deeply and passionately. Rob and Bernice crouched lower in the bush as the passionate couple rolled on the lounger. Bernice had pressed back into Rob and gave him a wicked smile as she pressed against his very erect cock. All Rob could do was blush and shrug. The goddess rose up over the dark haired man. As she squatted over him she lovingly took his cock in her hands and tickled the head and jerked the shaft until he too had an enormous erection. His 8 inches was impressive. The goddess lifted her pelvis and slowed inserted the head of cock into it's wet and warm destination. From where they were hidden in the shrubbery they could clearly see the dark-haired man's cock slid in an out of the goddess. They could see the lips of the goddess's vagina tightly wrapped around the girth of his dick. Each time she raised her round butt it appeared that the dark-haired man's cock glistened more and more in the light of the setting sun. Occasionally, he would sit up and kiss and suck her nipples, but the goddess would push him back down again and ride him harder. The dark-haired man began thrusting up at the same time as the goddess would press down onto his cock. Both the goddess and the dark-haired man were muttering their pleasures, mixed with the occasional grunt and moan. The dark-haired man began to thrust more and more frantically and Rob and Bern could tell that he was getting ready to cum. In one quick motion, the goddess turned around into the sixty-nine position and pressed her open wet vagina into the man's face and licked at it eagerly. After a brief moment she bent and took his cock in her mouth. She didn't lick or tease. She knew what he wanted and she wanted him to cum too. Her head bobbed up and on his cock in a frenzy of lust and desire. When he slightly raised his butt of the lounger she stopped her sucking but kept the head of penis in her mouth and jerk on his cock with her hand. The spasms were unmistakeable as he began to release his seed into her eager mouth as she kept on working at his cock with her hand. Some of his cum spilt out of the corners of her mouth and back down over his cock, but she wasn't about to let any escape. She licked and sucked at his softening hard-on until she cleaned off every drop of his and her own juices. It was then that Bernice noticed that the goddess had hypnotic green eyes ... and they were looking directly into her own. A New Life It feels like what must be, by now, a year since he took me. This basement is now my home. I've long ago stopped hoping for anyone to find me here. My master is expert in all things and most of all he knew I needed this. I was born to serve him. I rarely even think of my family anymore or how my life was before. My job, home, friends and everything else that made up my previous life are distant memories. A life lived by someone else. Usually those memories come only in dreams and I've woken up crying on my little doggie bed. Funny now that I even still do that. I wouldn't leave Master if the door was held open for me. I am his. Utterly and completely his... It was early evening when I finally heard his approaching footsteps from down the hall. My mind went blank and my entire body flooded with heat as I scurried to the door on my hands and knees. Immediately, I turned so that my ass faced him upon entering and pressed my cheek against the hard cold concrete floor. I no longer tried to cower or even flinch as that door swung open. My captor greets me tonight with a chuckle. He seems so pleased with my progress lately. I felt his boot nudge the large plug he kept buried in my asshole. Whimpering, I arched my back in order to make my ass more accessible. This pleased him I knew, and I always wanted him to be pleased. When I wasn't quick enough in obeying or spoke out of turn he didn't hesitate to remind me of my place. My cunt burned from how badly I had to pee but I remained silent and kneeling. "Does my good girl have to pee yet?" His voice startled me and I wiggled my ass in response. Leaning even further into the floor in complete submission, hoping I'd be allowed to go. "Awwww such a good slut... you may go now" I felt his eyes on me as I scurried across the room; making sure not to look up at him as I squatted over the litter box in the corner and peed. My cunt ached as I recalled my disobedience of the night before. Last night had been terrible. I had asked to have my shower before he put me to bed because I had been so hot. Unbearably hot. Before I even had time to explain my request his hand hit the side of my face so hard I fell to the floor. I caught the sob that came out of my mouth before he heard it and remained completely still on the floor. My naked body was cold and clammy from my sweat and the new fear that had caused goosebumps to rise all over my skin. "Lay flat on your back and spread your legs as wide as you can. Do not speak. You are such a disappointment sometimes." I obeyed, careful not to look at him. I turned my face away as he approached, closing my eyes in defeat. He pushed on the shackles around my ankles until my feet were nearly touching my bottom. "Grab hold of your ankles. I'm tying your wrist cuffs to your ankles. You need to be punished for what you've done and I don't want you fighting me. How many times have I told you not to speak unless spoken to?" I tried to steady my breathing as he went to work on my bindings. I didn't dare try to look at him as I heard the "cabinet of toys" as he liked to call it being opened. This was bad. I knew from how tight my arms and legs were held. I knew also in the way he didn't even try to comfort me in the slightest. Not even a pat on my head to calm me. Surely he could hear how loudly I was breathing? See how violently I was trembling? Suddenly I felt his arms under my back as he flung me over his shoulder. Being near him as he took me to the high table in the center of the room was both comforting and scary. I was always so confused now. I felt my emotions weren't even my own any longer. He owned those too. My head slammed against the steel table as he dropped me on my back carelessly. I was spread wide open and completely defenseless. The overhead light flicked on and I felt the heat from its intensity warming my skin. It was one of those low hanging moveable lights which are found in dentist's offices. I dare a glance down my body and see him seated between my legs. Humiliation washes over me as I imagine what he must see. My red cunt dripping around the big black base of the plug. He sees me looking and smiles. "Avert your eyes you bad little whore or I'll blindfold you." I do as I'm told. I can hear clanking and movement from beneath the table. There are shelves below it that hold all sorts of instruments that he uses to torment me. I jerk suddenly as I feel an intense burning sensation against my urethra. He tells me he is threading a catheter into me so that I don't make a mess during my punishment. I begin to cry as I feel the long tube entering my bladder. Once it's inserted he pats the tube a little, making it quiver in my opening and intensifying the burn. I'm openly sobbing now but he just ignores me. He begins to whistle while he works. He sounds so content. I stop crying and my eyes glaze over. I go to that place in my head that makes me feel content too. Only he can take me there. Involuntarily my body jerks as he slides the cold steel speculum inside of me. I don't make a sound. My cunt is his anyway. Who am I to protest? He opens me wider and wonder until I groan. It hurts and still I don't beg. Begging makes him mad. I do all I can to avoid his anger. I feel a dull pain in my abdomen. I hate this. I know he's fingering my cervix now. He loves using this form of punishment. My crying starts anew as the cramps hit me. I feel like he's splitting me open. How could I have been so stupid to speak out of turn like that? When will I ever be what he deserves? A New Life "I'll show them." Alex thought as he walked along the highway. "I can make it on my own. I'm not just some spoiled rich kid." Alex turned and stuck out his thumb as yet another car sped past him. "Damn! Why won't anyone stop?" He walked on, his belly rumbled and he sighed. All the money he'd brought he had spent. To his dismay his credit cards had been cancelled, and his bank accounts frozen. His father no doubt had done that, hoping to see Alex come crawling back begging for forgiveness. "Well I won't!" He thought bitterly "I'll die first." Alex stuck out his thumb, not bothering to turn around this time. Another car whizzed by and Alex trudged on. ~ * * * ~ Jake hummed to himself as he drove down the highway. The A/C cranked up as far as it would go with the fan on high. The forecast was calling for temperatures in the upper 90's all week with no rain in sight. "It better rain soon..." Jake thought, worrying for the welfare of his horses. He turned on the radio, hoping to distract himself from thoughts of the weather. A few hours passed uneventfully and Jakes thoughts were returning to the dry weather they'd been having when he spotted someone walking along the side of the road. "What's this?" Jake asked himself as he slowed down to get a better look at the young man walking along the road. "Little scrawny, but maybe..." ~ * * * ~ By now Alex had completely given up on catching a ride so when the blue pickup pulled over several hundred feet in front of him he was totally taken by surprise. He stood there staring stupidly at it. "Don't just stand there, get in!" Yelled the driver, shaking Alex from his stupor. Alex ran to the truck. Opening the door he tossed his bag in and climbed into the cab. Sweet cool air greeted him as he buckled himself into the passenger seat. "Thanks a lot." He said looking up to see who had rescued him from becoming a man sized jerky stick. The man in the driver seat was big. Even sitting he was at least a head taller than Alex, maybe more. His skin was brown from days spent working in the sun and he looked like he could easily lift a car if he so chose. He had short, dark redish hair, a square jaw and a crooked nose which looked like it had been broken once or twice, and dark green eyes. He met the man's gaze and realized he'd been staring. "Thanks" Alex muttered again, looking away quickly. "Where you headed?" Asked the man, his voice deep and intimidating. "As far away as I can get." Replied Alex defensively. "Well I'm not going too much farther but you can ride with me till the next town if you'd like." "That's the best thing I've heard all day..." Said Alex, relaxing into his seat. The man chuckled"The name's Jake." He said as he changed gear and pulled out onto the highway. "My name is Alex." "Whats a boy like you doing walking down the highway in this kind of heat?" "I'd rather not talk about it if thats ok. I just can't go back, thats all." Alex said pensively staring out the window. Jake nodded and said nothing. They drove on in silence for the next hour and Alex began to doze. Jake took this opportunity to study his young passenger in the mirror. They boy could hardly be more than 18. He was so slender and pale though he was sunburned. His hands were pink and showed no signs of real work where as Jake's were rough and calloused. The boy's skin looked smooth and he itched to feel it's obvious softness. His dirty-blond hair was a bit long for his taste but it wasn't too bad. He looked so... so fragile, like a living porcelain doll. Jake slowed down and turned onto the exit. "A few more miles to town, not much time left." Jake thought "Do I take him or let him go? He must have someone that will come looking for him, he's so young. If I stop there'll be witnesses... No, better just take him home." Alex woke as the pickup went over a bump a few miles later. He yawned and stretched. "Sorry, I didn't realize I was so tired." Alex said. "Were are we?" "A mile or so from Fellbrook." Jake said, sighing inwardly. It would have been so much easier if the boy had just stayed asleep. Now what? "I've been thinking," he said slowly, forming an idea "I could use some help around the ranch and if you need a place to stay a while, I'd be glad if you'd sign on..." Jake's offer hung in the air, the quiet whoosh from the fan the only sound. After what seemed like forever Alex finally answered. "O-Okay..." Jake loosened his grip on the steering wheel, he hadn't noticed he'd been griping it so tightly. "It's settled then." He said and drove through town. About 30 miles later Jake turned onto a dusty road between two fields and a few twists and turns later Jake turned the truck onto a long driveway lined with large stones. The driveway took them past several out buildings, a barn, stables, workshop and finally up to a large plantation style home. "Welcome home." Jake said, a little more seriously than he had intended. Alex didn't seem to notice, he was too busy taking it all in. "You live all the way out here?" He asked, surprised. "Where is everyone else?" "Everyone else?" Asked Jake. "Yeah, like all the farm hands and stuff..." Jake laughed. Alex flushed and looked down at his hands. "You have a lot to learn boy." Jake said, a wicked gleam in his eye. Alex continued to study his hands. "Grab your stuff." Jake said as he got out of the truck. Jake walked into the house with Alex following sheepishly behind. "The kitchen is through there and from there the basement" he said indicating a door to his left as he kicked off his boots by the front door. "That way is the living room and past that is a bathroom and then my office." Walking through to the living room and to a set of stairs he pointed "First on the left is my room, second left is the other bathroom and all the way back on the right will be your room." He finished, smiling. "Thanks again." Alex said, smiling back. "Don't mention it, you' ll be earning your keep." Jake smirked. Jake climbed the stairs and Alex followed close behind him. "Here we are" Jake said opening the last, and only door on the right side of the hall, and ushering Alex inside. "Home sweet home." Alex set down his bag and looked disappointedly around the dim, sparsely furnished room. There was a large fourposter bed and a small dresser otherwise the room was bare. Sunlight fought to light the room around the edges of a set of dark curtains over the window. "This is it?" He thought, walking to the window. He opened the curtain. "What the...?" Sunlight streamed through the window between thick black bars. Slam! Alex whirled around to find the door shut behind him. He ran to the door, banging his fists against it. He cried out, begging to be let go, hoping this was some cruel joke. Laughter came from the other side of the door. It faded as Jake walked away, leaving his newest captive to claw at the door of his cell. It was sometime later, after he'd shouted himself hoarse, that Alex remembered his backpack. He searched frantically for it, but all too quickly realized that Jake must have taken it away with him. Having lost all hope, Alex flung himself on the bed and wept himself into a fitful sleep. ~ * * * ~ Jake laughed to himself as he set Alex's bag on the kitchen table. This was the easiest one yet! The prettiest one yet too if he was honest. The boy would be fun to break, easy too for being such a fragile thing. Jake opened the bag and dumped the contents onto the table and began to go through them. The bag contained several pairs of socks and briefs, a pair of expensive jeans, 3 designer shirts, a thin jacket, a check book, wallet, a pair of high-end headphones, a flashy but otherwise cheaply made and nearly useless multitool, a book of matches, and a very expensive cellphone and its charging cord. Opening the wallet Jake found several platinum and gold credit cards, a few dance club cards and a drivers license. The license said the boy's name was Alexander Travis Thorp and that he was nearly 19. Jake chuckled. He had indeed caught a prize! Alex Thorp, heir to Bernard Thorp's oil empire. No wonder the boy looked so soft, he was rich! He'd probably never worked a day in his life. Never known hunger or real pain. "Spoiled little brat!" Jake sneered. "He will soon find out how hard life can be. First things first though" Jake thought "let the boy tire himself out and then I'll have my fun." Jake smiled his wicked smile and went to his office to wait. ~ * * * ~ Alex woke with a start. For a moment he didn't know where he was. Then his eyes adjusted to the dim evening light coming through the curtain and he remembered. New tears pricked his eyes as he fought to control himself. How had this happened to him? "Father was right." He thought. Click! Alex jumped. The door opened slowly. A man's shadow stood in the doorway. Alex leapt to his feet and ran, hoping to squeeze past Jake. Jake laughed as he caught the boy roughly in his arms and held him there as he struggled to break free. "Let me go!" Alex cried, kicking at flailing at Jake. "Now now is the little master not happy?" Jake asked mockingly. Alex stopped. "Little what?" The color drained from his face as he realized Jake knew who he was. "Didn't think I'd find out did you?" Jake chuckled, holding the boy by the scruff. "Come on, time to get cleaned up. I can't stand dirty boys." He said and dragged Alex down the hall into the bathroom. Jake shut the door firmly behind him before he released his hold on the boy. "Undress." He commanded. Alex stood there shaking, frightened. "Don't make me tell you again." Jake warned. Alex fought back tears as he mutely pulled his shirt over his head. "Theres a good boy." Jake said "Now hurry up, I don't want this to take all night." Hot tears spilled down his cheeks as Alex fumbled to undo his jeans. "Please..." He begged "don't make me. I- I..." "Quiet." Jake said cooly. "Just get undressed." Alex continued to cry silently as he finished removing his clothes. He turned away as he began removing his underwear. "Now lets have none of that." Jake said spinning the naked boy around. Jake whistled appreciatively. Alex tried to cover himself but Jake slapped his hands away and stood back to admire his prize. Though small, Alex was well proportioned, and very well endowed. The boy had such beautiful smooth, pale skin Jake itched to touch it. He reached out and brushed the tears from Alex's pale cheek. "P-please..." Alex whimpered. "Hush." Jake said "Get in the shower." Alex's face fell. "Get. In. The. Shower." Alex turned slowly, his tears falling freely now, and climbed into the shower. Jake undressed quickly and leaned over Alex to start the shower. Alex couldn't help but look. He knew what was going to happen and he was afraid. Seeing the monster that hung between Jake's muscular legs he paled. He would be split in two! He hung his head, hoping Jake would finish with him quickly. Jake climbed into the shower behind Alex, pushing the boy forward into the steaming water. Alex stood there under the hot water, resigned, waiting. "Wash." Jake commanded, handing Alex a bar of soap. Alex took it slowly, and began to wash himself as he continued to stare at the floor. Jake watched the boy, enjoying his view of Alex's behind. He felt himself slowly growing erect as the boy washed himself, his soapy hands gliding over his body. By the time the boy had finished washing he could hardly control himself any longer. He pulled the boy to him, his length pressed against the soft, smooth flesh of his ass. Alex gasped. He struggled to free himself from Jake's grasp. Jake slapped him and he stopped. "Theres a good boy." Jake cooed into Alex's ear, slowly thrusting his hips, sliding his member along the boy's ass. "It'll go easier on you if you behave." He chuckled at Alex's answering whimper. He slid his hand slowly down over Alex's chest and stomach, finally taking Alex's flaccid cock in his hand he began to stroke it in time with his thrusts. Alex began to struggle again but Jake tightened his hold on the boy's cock. "Now now, what did I say?" he whispered menacingly. Alex stopped, turning his face away, crying softly. "Good boy. If you behave you might even like it." Alex continued to cry silently. No matter how hard he tried, his body was beginning to betray him. His heart beat fast in his chest, his nipples had become hard, and in Jake's hand his cock was growing hard. Jake chuckled. "I told you." He said, releasing his hold on the boy's embarrassingly hard cock. "Turn around." Alex turned, not looking up. "Kneel." When Alex didn't move Jake forced the boy to his knees. "I said kneel!" He growled. "Now look at me." Slowly Alex looked up into Jake's cruel sneer and was startled to see how close he was to Jake's monster erection. "Suck." Jake commanded. Alex looked at the huge member. "I-" Before Alex could say more Jake forced his cock into Alex's mouth. He held the struggling boy there. "When I tell you to do something you do it." He said, slowly forcing more of his cock into Alex's mouth. "And when you don't do it you get punished." Alex gagged. "Mmmm. Your mouth is sooo FUCKABLE!" Jake said increasing his speed. All Alex could do was hold onto Jakes thighs as Jake forced more and more of himself down Alex's throat. Soon Alex's nose had begun to run and tears streamed down his face. The room was filled with the sound of Alex's gagged whimpers and Jake's pleasured grunts. By this time Jake had managed to force his entire girth down the boy's throat, slapping the boy's chin with his heavy balls. After what seemed like an eternity to Alex, Jake with his cock as far as it could go down Alex's throat, held him still. "Swallow it all." He panted as he came. Alex choked, trying to swallow all Jake's cum with Jake's huge cock in his throat. Jake released his hold on Alex's head. Alex fell to all four, gasping and choking. He hoped that was the end of it, that Jake was done and he could be left alone, but he hoped wrong. "Get up." Jake commanded. Alex stood shakily, still trying to catch his breath. "Now turn around." "Please no!" Alex cried. "I'll be good, I will I-" Jake slapped Alex across the face and spun him around. "Put your hands agains the wall and spread your legs." Alex did so, as he began to cry once more, his face red with shame. Jake slid his fingers between the boys ass cheeks and found the boy's tight hole. "I'll bet no one has ever been here have they boy?" Jake said pressing a finger inside. Alex tensed. "I asked you a question." Jake said, his finger slowly sliding in and out of Alex's hole. "N-no." Alex stammered. "Thought not." Jake added a second finger. "If you don't relax it'll go harder for you. I don't care either way." Alex said nothing, his head bowed. "Be a good boy now." Jake said removing his fingers and pressing his cock against Alex's opening. Holding Alex's hips firmly Jake entered his virgin hole. Alex gasped in pain, his whole body tensing. "Relax." Jake commanded, as he continued his assault on Alex's ass. Alex tried his best to relax, the pain made it hard, but the thought of the pain Jake would cause if he fought was worse. With all his will Alex forced himself to relax and accept Jake's monstrous cock. "Thats it." Jake crooned, finally burying himself inside the boy. "Now's the fun part." Jake withdrew until only the tip of his cock was inside Alex and quickly thrust his entire length back in causing another pained gasp from Alex. The pain this time wasn't as bad, it was just such a surprise Alex didn't have time to adjust. Jake withdrew again. Alex waited. Another quick and forceful thrust. No pain. Another withdrawal, another thrust. A small moan from Alex. Jake chuckled. "Not so bad after all eh boy?" Jake loosened his grip on Alex's hips slightly. He began a slower more methodical thrusting designed to make Alex feel good, to make him beg, and to eventually break him. With every slow and tormentingly sweet thrust Alex could feel his arousal growing inside him. His body was on fire. His breathing grew heavy, and his own erection twitched in time with Jake's thrusts. His soft moans mingled with Jake's own. "Beg." Jake said. "Wh-what?" Alex moaned. Jake slapped the boy's ass. "Beg me to fuck you like the fucktoy you are." He commanded. "P-please?" Alex begged. "Fuck me!" He yelled, throwing his head back. "Not good enough." "Please Jake, fuck me! I need it. I need you to destroy my ass with your cock. Please!" Alex cried. "Better." Jake said. " But its Master to you." "Master please, please fuck me." Alex whined. "Good fucktoy." Jake reached between Alex's legs and wrapped his calloused fingers around the boy's cock. "Do you want to cum, slave?" Jake asked. "Yes Master, please let me cum!" Alex moaned as Jake began to stroke his cock. "Say you're mine." "...I-...I'm yours..." Alex hung his head in defeat. "Master." Jake smiled. His thrusts became faster and more urgent than they had been before. "Cum!" Jake growled, burying himself inside the boy one last time as he climaxed. Alex moaned, feeling Jake's cock twitching inside him, coating his insides with hot cum. Jake's stroking became too much and Alex came, spurting his own pleasure onto the tiles infront of him. They stood there a few moments panting, Jake's slowly softening cock still inside Alex's ass. Jake let go of Alex's now flacid cock and stood back. The hot water rinsing away the cum that dripped from between Alex's legs. Jake reached around Alex and turned the shower off. "Get out." Turning his back on Alex, Jake stepped out of the tub and reached for his robe. Alex stood there in the shower, his hands still against the wall, not daring to believe he had really just given himself as a sex slave to this monster of a man. "I said get out." Jake said, glaring at Alex. Alex let his hands fall away from the wall, turned, and stepped out of the shower. He stared at the floor, too ashamed to look anywhere else. He bent to pick up his clothes but Jake stopped him. "You won't be needing those." Alex looked up, surprised. "Clothes are not for slaves." Jake said. "From now on you will go without, unless I say otherwise." "But-" Jake slapped him. "You also will not talk back." Alex held his stinging cheek, tears forming in his eyes. "Do as you're told and you will enjoy our time together. But misbehave or embarrase me in front of others and you will be punished. Understand?" Alex nodded numbly, Jake wasn't going to throw him away as soon as he had hoped. "Come." Jake ordered, opening the door. Alex followed mutely. Jake led the boy back to his room and motioned for him to enter. Glancing up at Jake, hoping to understand his intentions, Alex walked slowly inside. He barely made it inside befor Jake shut the door firmly behind him. Click! Alex sighed. What fresh horrors would Jake have for him in the morning? A New Life I'm Eric. I'm 28 years old and I stand 6ft 2in high. I weight around 210 pounds. I'm a carpenter by trade and I work for a guy that builds tract houses. My boss likes me because I show up every day on time and give him an honest day's work. Because of this he pays me a little extra in cash each pay period. There is nothing better than tax fee income. I have a secret stash in my garage. I use it for little surprises for my wife. Sometime a sexy nightgown or a piece of jewelry. I'm saving up now for a vacation in Hawaii. It will be the biggest surprise yet for Sarah. Sarah is my lovely 26 year old wife. She works for the courts as a court recorder. She runs one of those funny typewriters. She is just 5ft tall and weighs around 100 pounds. She has B cups but they look bigger due to her small size. She is the love of my life and an absolutely the best fuck I ever had. She can make me cum just using her pussy muscles. It's surprising but her favorite fucking position is missionary. She says she like the weight of her man on her. One Sunday afternoon we're lying in bed after an amazing fuck session. She takes the condom off my cock, ties it in a knot and drops it in the waste can by the bed. "Honey. Guess who I saw yesterday at the mall." "I give up, who." "Her name in Amy and she's married to Kevin. They were high school sweethearts. We were good friends when we were seniors. " "That's nice running into old school buddies." "It sure was. We got to talking about our husbands. I told her how great our marriage was. She started talking about hers. They have an open marriage.?" "OK, what's an open marriage." "Basically, they can both have sex with anyone they want." "Wow. That's really strange. They don't get jealous with each other?" "I guess not. She says their sex is more exciting since they started doing it. They do have some rules though." "Rules? What kind of rules." "They tell each other who it is and when they're going to do it. That way it's not cheating. No secrets allowed. The tape everything so they can watch it together later. She says it's really exciting to have sex and watch herself with another guy or watch him with another woman." "That's really kinky. But, I guess as long as they both like it, it's ok." I give her a kiss and go get in the shower. She joins me and I bend her over. I take her from behind. She squeezes me hard and I wait till I'm right on the edge of coming. I pull out and shoot a load of cum all over her back. We dry off and I go to watch a game. I hear her talking on her phone, but I can't make out what she is saying. Sure enough, one week later she tells me she invited them over for dinner Saturday night. This is going to be a very interesting evening. ****************** Sarah is busy in the kitchen getting dinner ready. I've already set the table and the wine is ready. Promptly at 6 the door bell rings. Sarah runs to answer it. "Come in. Come in. I'm so glad you could make it. Come and I'll introduce you to Eric." They follow her into the room. "Amy, Kevin. Meet my husband Eric. Eric meet Amy and Kevin." I stand and shake Kevin's hand. Amy grabs me and gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "Nice to meet you. Come in and have a seat. I'll get a drink for you. I have a nice Burgundy all ready." They both remark that they like Burgundy and I bring them each a glass. We chat a little and Sarah grabs Amy and they go in the kitchen. Kevin and I chat a little. What do you do for a living, what's your favorite sports team, etc. It turns out that we are both Dallas Cowboys fans. We chat about our team till dinner is ready. After a nice dinner we all help clearing the table and go to the living room. I get everyone a glass of wine. Of course the conversation is steered to their open marriage. I suspect that's why Sarah invited them. The tells us all about how it works and how exciting it is. "So, are you guys looking for a couple to swap with?" Amy says, We're always on the lookout, but it's hard to find another couple that think like we do." "Yeah, I guess that would be a problem. There are swingers clubs around. You could find a couple there." "That's too risky for STD and I don't want to do ten guys in one night. It's better the way we do it. Just one on one." We chat for a while longer and they get up to leave. I shake Kevin's hand and Amy hugs me and gives me a big wet kiss on the lips. I see Kevin hug and kiss Sarah on the lips too. He holds the kiss a little too long for it to be a goodbye kiss. They leave and I go back and sit on the sofa. Sarah sits beside me. "They're a nice couple, don't you think so, honey." "Yeah, they seem real nice. He's a Cowboys fan. How bad could he be." I put my arm around Sarah and she snuggles up under my arm. Her hand finds my cock. She starts rubbing up a boner for me. She unzips my pants and fishes it out. She jacks me a few strokes. "Let's go to bed, honey. I'm horny for you." She grabs my hand and pulls me up. I follow with my hand grabbing her ass. She squeals and tries to get away. I grab her and run my hand up under her dress. To my surprise she isn't wearing any panties. We get in the bedroom and she undresses me. She pushes me back on the bed and takes her dress off. She isn't wearing a bra either. I didn't notice earlier, I was too busy playing host with Kevin and Amy. She quickly drops and grabs my cock. She starts sucking and licking like there's no tomorrow. I lay back and watch her at work. She stops and gets a condom from the night stand. She moves up, lays by me and rolls the condom on my cock. I reach down and stick my finger in her pussy. She is fucking soaked. It seems all this open marriage talk and the goodbye kiss got her going. She quickly gets on me and takes my cock in her pussy in one stroke. He clit hits my pelvis bone and she cums. I grab her by the hips and hold her down. She starts humping on my bone and cums again. I hold her there and she cums three more times. He magic pussy muscles start to work and I feel my orgasm building. She grinds and squeezes me hard and I fill the condom. We both cry out as we cum together. "Oh god, honey. That was wonderful. You made me cum really hard." "I did too, babe. You were really hot." We snuggle and fall asleep. Over the next few days everything is fine except I notice a little change in Sarah. Now and then I see her staring off into space. I wonder if she is thinking of swapping. She doesn't say a word. Two weeks later she brings up the subject. She does it gently. We're watching TV after a hot fuck session. "Honey. Have you ever wanted to have sex with another woman?" "Not since we started dating." "I've seen you looking at others. I was just wondering." "Well, I do look and pretty women and sometimes I think they might be a hot lay. It never goes past that though." "I do that with handsome guys too. I wonder how good they would be in bed." "You're more than enough woman for me, babe. It's all I can do to keep up with you." "You're enough for me too, honey. You're my hot lover." She is quiet for a few minutes. I'm waiting. "I was thinking about Kevin and Amy's marriage. Do you think our marriage is strong enough for us to do something like that." "I don't know, babe. It sounds pretty risky. What if one of us couldn't handle it. It could destroy our marriage. I would hate to lose you. You're the love of my life." "You're my greatest love too. I think my love is strong enough. Do you think yours is? We could try it one time and see how we feel. I'm sure our marriage would survive one time. It would just be sex. No love or anything like that. I love you more than anything. I think I would be able to get over it if I didn't like it." "I guess we could call it an experiment or something like that." "I'll talk to Amy about it and we can talk again." Nothing more is said and I kiss her and go to bed. That next evening after dinner she sits beside me on the sofa. "I talked to Amy today. She told me how she feels about it. She suggested a swap would be better since it's our first time. I think I want to do it one time. I feel strongly that we can get through is if we don't like it." "Let me think about it for a while. I don't want to rush into anything." "Amy says they record it and watch it together later. I guess they make love when the watch it." "Yeah, that or both of us do it in the same room." "She said they like it better alone. That way there are no distractions. We could watch it when we're old and gray." "Yeah, and maybe show it to our grand kids." "You silly. We couldn't do that." "I've got a couple of wireless web cams to run on your laptop. Where would you want to do it. In our bed or the spare room." "The spare room of course. Our bed is ours only." We watch TV for a while longer. "I'm getting tired, honey. I think I'll go to bed now." "I'll be up in a while. I want to see the rest of this movie." She kisses me and goes to bed. The movie fades from my mind and I start thinking. Sarah is the best fuck I ever had. What she can do with her pussy is amazing. I doubt any other woman is as good as she is. I really doubt I would want another woman because she is a better fuck. I love her with all my heart. I don't see any problems at all. The part about her being with another man comes to mind. I know I make her cum multiple time every time we have sex. I nave a nice sized cock that any man would be proud of. I know she loves me and I doubt many men can make her cum the way I do. I decide to go for it. The next evening after dinner we're watching TV. I mute the TV and look at her. "Babe, I though about this swap thing with Amy and Kevin. I think we should give it a try. We can see how we feel about it afterwards." "I agree. It might be fun just one time. I know you're my hot lover and I love you so much. I don't see any threat to us." "That's exactly what I thought. You need to call Amy and set it all up for this weekend. Either Friday or Saturday. "OK, baby. I'll fill you in on all the details." The Friday I come home from work and I'm greeted with a hug and a hot kiss. After dinner I'm watching the news and Sarah walks up with a paper in her hand. "OK, baby. It's all set up. I made a little list. First, it's set for Saturday evening. Second, date time is 7pm. Third, the girls are supposed to wear their sexiest outfit. Fourth, ending time is 10am the next morning. It's will be for overnight. Fifth, it there is a problem and someone wants to call it off a phone call stops it all and everyone goes home." 'Sounds like you have everything covered. Are you still in?" "Yep, I am. Are you?" "Sure, let's go for it." ********************** Eric and Sarah. Saturday 6:30pm. I watch Sarah as she comes out of the bathroom. She has just finished showering and is wearing her favorite robe. She has some lingerie laying out on the bed. I guess she hasn't decided what to wear yet. I notice my favorite ones aren't there. "I guess it's time, baby. It will take me about twenty five minutes to get there." "Remember, baby. I love you more than anything in the world. You have fun and hurry back to me." "Don't worry, sweetheart. We'll be fine." I hug and kiss and walk out the door. I'm a little nervous. I've never been with anyone but Sarah since we started dating. I'll just try to relax and let it happen. Sarah Eric is gone and I'm nervous and excited. I know my love is strong enough to do this. I know if it turns out bad I'll still want to be with Eric. I think his love is strong enough too. I have just a little about thirty minutes before Kevin is due. I decide to start getting ready. I wonder if Kevin will think I'm pretty. I'll try to look my best for him. I put on some cologne and light make up. Now I need to decide what to wear. I have some laying on the bed. I pick up a semi sheer white shorty. It comes to just below my ass. It should get his attention. I don't want to look like a hooker. I get out a condom and put it on the nightstand. I'm all ready and I click the record button. I go watch TV till he comes. I notice that my nipples are up and my pussy is a little moist. I think to myself, 'Eric honey, I love you.' The doorbell rings. I get up and take one last look in the mirror. "Come in, Kevin." "Hi, Sarah. Nice to see you. Nice outfit. Looking hot there." Blushing, I say. "Thank you." He takes me in his arms and kisses me on the forehead. I turn my head up and our lips meet. His tongue brushes over my lips and I open them for him. Our tongues meet. He pulls me against him and I feel his bulge. My pussy twitches and my nipples get hard. I lean back and look at him. "Would you like a glass of wine. I have some nice Burgundy." "Sounds good." "You sit and I'll bring it." He sits on the sofa and I can feel his eyes on my ass as I go in the kitchen. I hand him his glass and sit beside him. We chat for a few minutes. We both begin to relax. He leans over and kisses me. I put my arms around his neck and return the kiss. He pulls me astride his lap and his hands hold my ass cheeks. I pull his shirt up and off. He pulls me to him and we kiss some more. My breasts press against his hairy chest. I can feel his cock getting hard through his pants. He lifts my gown up and off. I'm completely naked for him. He tosses it on the floor. He holds my ass cheeks and sucks on one nipple. I groan as it swells for him. He switches back and forth, bringing both nipples to attention. His hands go under my ass and he stands up, holding me to him. "First door on the left." He kisses me all the way to the bedroom. He sits me on the bed. "Take my clothes off, Sarah. I want to be naked with you." I unbutton his pants and pull them down. He kicks off his shoes and steps out of his pants. I see his cock straining to escape from his boxer briefs. I pull them down and his cock springs up." "Oh my god. You're huge. Take it easy with me. I'm not used to that much." "Don't worry. We'll just go nice and easy till you get used to it." He steps out of his boxers and I grab his cock with both hands. I kiss the head and lick up the little pearl of pre cum. I cup his balls and take all I can in my mouth. It's way to big for me. It must be at least nine inches and two and a half inches in diameter. I suck and lick on the head for a while and then he pushes me on my back. He kneels between my legs and caresses my thighs. "Open wide for me, baby. I want to tastes you." I lay back and I spread my legs for him. He pushes my legs up against my tits and sticks his tongue in my asshole. I gasp and hump up. I suspect this guy knows what he's doing. He attacks my pussy with his tongue and lips. He brings me to two quick orgasms. I cry out with each one. He pulls me to the middle of the bed. He turns so his cock is in my face and he has access to my pussy. He licks and sucks me to two more orgasms. My pussy is on fire as I suck his cock. I feel it start to swell and I stop. I grab a condom and tear the package open. I try to roll it on his cock but it's way too big. "You're too big for these condoms, Kevin. You'll have to pull out." "OK, baby. No problem. He move on top and lines up his cock. I hold it with both hands and guide it in. I feel my pussy lips stretch open as the head enters me. He stops and holds it steady. Suddenly he flexes and I feel it swell. I cry out and cum hard. "Yes. Yes. Big cock. Oh. Oh yes." I want more so I grab his ass cheeks and pull him down. He holds up not letting it in any farther. I hold his ass and push up. I feel a little more push in. "Give the that cock. Push it in me. I want it." "Reach for it, baby. Show me you want it." I lock my ankles behind his ass and push up. His big cock stretches me and a little more goes in. He flexes it again and I cry out and cum. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me with that big cock." I thrust up and he lets me have more. I squeeze him and her groans and flexes again. I cry out and cum again. This guy knows how to fuck. I throw my arms around his neck and start humping up on his cock. She slowly lowers himself and I feel my pussy stretching. New nerves that have never been touched fire into my brain. I work on his cock with my muscles. He groans and flexes again. Another orgasm rips through my body. I hump and squeeze trying to take it all in. "Give it all to me, Please fuck me with it. Please. Please. I want it all. Please let me have it." He lowers himself and I feel the monster push farther in. My pussy stretches as he fills me. "It's almost all the way in, baby. Push up and take it." "We both push. Our pelvic bones meet and I feel the head of his cock touch my cervix. His cock is the perfect length for my pussy. I can feel the entrance of my cervix line up with head of his cock. He pulls back and pushes down again. He hits my cervix again and I scream and cum. I gently work on his cock with my pussy muscles. I want him to last a while. I feel him pull almost all the way out. The ridge of his cock head touches my G spot. He rubs it in and out. He brings me to the edge of cumming and pushes slowly in all the way. His cock touches my cervix and he flexes his cock. An intense orgasm rips through my body. He pulls out slowly and does it again. The second is more intense than the first. I cry out and cum again. He is taking control of me. He does it two more times and I scream and cum hard. My mind is going blank. All I can feel is his big cock in my pussy. "Fuck me. Please fuck me. Please. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Please." "Tell me you want my cum. Tell me. Tell me how much you want it." "Oh god yes. I want your cum in me. Please cum in me. Please. I'm begging you. Please, fill me with your hot cum." I don't think about getting pregnant. All I want is his hot cum in me. He pushes down hard and I feel his cock swelling. My pussy muscles go on automatic and I feel his cock head flare against cervix. I hold him in place and milk him. His cock flares bigger and I feel it start pumping cum. I hold him in place and take all of it into my womb. Every time his cock pumps I scream and cum. An intense wave of pleasure hits me and I pass out. I wake a few seconds later and he is still pumping cum in me. I milk every drop deep in me. His cock starts to pull back and my cervix closes, holding all of his cum in me. I feel my cervix spasm and it pulls his cum into my womb. He rolls off me and his huge cock flops out. "Oh fuck. That was amazing. I kinda got carried away. I forgot about you pulling out. You really know how to handle that cock." "You're pretty good with that pussy too. All I was thinking about was cumming in you. I've never been milked like that." I snuggle my back against him and he holds me in his arms. "I think you had my cock trapped anyway, and I loved how you begged for it. I had to give it to you." "I know. No way I was letting you go till you filled me. I couldn't stop." "I was staying in for the big finish too." "I want us to do it again, but this time I want you to do me doggie. I want you all the way in and I'll make you cum with my muscles. You just hold it in me." "You can do that? That will be a first for me. No woman has ever done that." "You're gonna love it. I have a talented pussy." "Why don't you suck on it a while and see if you can get it hard." I move down and take it in both hands. I lick all our juice off it and start sucking and licking it. I feel it swelling just like I want. In just a few minutes it's full hard. I roll off and get on my knees. He grabs me by my hip bones and pulls me up. I feel his cock head searching for my pussy. He finds it and slowly pushes in. My pussy stretches open for him. He pulls me back and I feel him touch my cervix. We both push and I feel it tight against his cock. He flexes and I cum hard. He grabs my hair and pulls me back. He pushes down on my back and a little more cock goes in. He is in position for me and I start working his cock over. I hear him groan. A New Life "Oh fuck yes. Milk it baby. Milk my cock." My pussy muscles hold him in the breeding position and I milk his cock with all my might. He flexes again and I cry out and cum. I squeeze and he flexes. I cum again. Finally I feel his cock swelling. My pussy muscles grip his cock and I feel it flare. His hot cum hitting my cervix pushes me over the edge. More hot cum pumps into me and I start screaming and cumming. He pumps and pumps. I hear his cries too. I milk every drop from him. I give it one last squeeze and feel the last drops of his cum go in. His cock starts to shrink and my cervix closes as he pulls out. All of this load of cum is in my womb too. He falls off to my side and his cock comes out with a slurp. He pulls me into his arms and kisses me on the neck. "That was fucking amazing. What a pussy you have." "Yeah, and what a cock you have. It makes me crazy. All I can think of is taking your hot cum." We cuddle for a while. Then he pulls me closer and we fall asleep. I dream that I'm standing on a mountain top. A cold wind is blowing and I'm all alone. ******************** Eric. I pause and take a deep breath before ringing Amy's doorbell. I try to shake off my nervousness. Time to go for it. I push the button. "Come in, Eric. It's nice to see you. "Hi Amy, nice to see you. Really nice. I love that outfit." She is wearing a semi transparent red gown. It come down to mid thigh. It's split up the sides to the waist. Her nipples and pussy hair show through. Nice wide ass and full breasts with a narrow waist. She looks built for fucking. She grabs my hand and pulls me to her. Her arms go around my neck. She stands on tiptoe and our lips meet. Her tongue pushes into my mouth and meets mine. She gasps and pushes against my cock. My hands move down and find her ass cheeks. I help her press against my cock. "Oh my. I was going to offer you a glass of wine, but I'm really hot for you. Let's have the wine later. I'm hot and ready to fuck." She turns, locks the door and leads me to the bedroom. "You just stand there. I'll undress you. I want to see your hot body." She starts with my shirt. It flies through the air and she is at my pants. I kick off my shoes and lift each leg to help her. My cock pops through the opening of my boxers. She grabs it immediately. She drops to her knees and takes it in her mouth. "mmmm, nice cock. Watch this." She licks up and down my shaft getting it wet. She takes a deep breath and throats me in one stroke. I almost fill her throat with my cum. She backs off a little and licks up and down again. I calm down and she pushes me back on the bed. He gown and my boxers fly through the air and she falls on my chest. He full breasts mash against my chest. I hold her to me by her ass cheeks. We kiss for a few minutes and I roll her over. It's pussy eating time. "Oh fuck yes. Eat my hot pussy. Eat it." I kiss my way down to it. She spreads for me and pulls her legs up. I lift her ass a little and spear her asshole with my tongue. She squeals and humps up. I give her a serious rim job. She is holding her legs up and moaning. I lick all the way up to her clit and hold the tip of my tongue on it. She squeals again and cums. "Fuck yes. Nice tongue. I came so fast." "Just hang on. I'm just getting started." I suck and nibble on her pussy lips. She moans for me. I suck and lick all over her pussy. Her juice is running down her ass crack making a wet spot. I stick two fingers in and fuck her hard with them. She cries out and cums again. I find her G spot and start to work on it. I make her cum two more times. "Oh fuck, stop. Too sensitive. Shove your cock in me. fuck me hard." I rub her G spot a little more and suck up her clit. I give it a gentle bite. I hear her scream. "Oh. Oh. Oh. Yes. Yes. Yes." I quickly move up and line up my cock. She throws her legs around me and pulls me down. My cock finds her pussy and she pulls me in fast. My bone hits her clit and she cums again. She humps hard against my bone, rubbing her clit. She cries out and cums again. I decide to put her on top to see what she can do. I pull one of her legs down and we roll over. I keep my cock in her. She comes up on her knees and drops on me. Her clit hits my bone and she cums again. "OK, baby. Fuck me. Make my hot cum shoot in you pussy." "Fuck yes. I want you cum. I'm on the pill and I want you to fill my pussy." "Do it, baby. Make me cum.' She starts humping up and down on me. What she lacks in muscle action she makes up with enthusiasm. She goes faster and faster. He clit hits my bone and she starts cumming and cumming. I feel a stirring in my loins and my cock flares. She feels it and pushes down hard. My cum shoots out and hits paints her pussy. She screams and cums with me. Our cries fill the house. She falls on my chest catching her breath. I hold her full breasts to me as my cock slides out. "Really nice, Eric. You're some pussy eater. You need to show Kevin how to do that." I laugh. "Pussy eating 101, huh?" "Call it what ever you want. I want him to learn that. That was amazing." "Just tell him where to find your G spot. It's about two knuckles in at the top of your pussy. Rub it with two fingers and suck up your clit. A gentle bite on it and the fireworks start. The longer he nibbles the more you cum." "I'll definitely remember that." "Now, how about that glass of wine." "Just a minute. I'm still a little weak." "A good one, huh?" "Fuck yes it was good. No man ever made me cum like that with their mouth." "Glad to be of service, maam." "You silly. But that was pretty good service if that's what you want to call it." She crawls off me and walks out. I watch her ass rocking as she goes. She returns a minute later with two glasses and a bottle of wine. I see cum juice running down her legs. We lean against the headboard and sip our wine. "This swapping stuff is pretty good, huh?" "Pretty good so far. We'll know more tomorrow afternoon." "Just remember, it's just sex. No love involved. Keep it that way and it works." "I'll try to remember that." "Finish your wine. I want you to make my your bitch. I'm in heat and I want you to fuck me like a dog." "Oh yeah. That's one of my favorites. You gonna bark for me." "Yep, and I may howl too." "Have you heard about the motorcycle position?" "No. You gonna show me?" "All you gotta do is ask." 'I'm asking. Ride me like a Harley." "OK, Harley Mama. Suck my cock back up and we'll take a ride." We slide down and she grabs my cock. She throats me and in just a few seconds my cock it throbbing. I roll her over and lift her hips. With no hands my cock finds her wet pussy. We both moan as I shove in her. My balls hit her clit and my pelvis bone hits her. I reach up and grab her hair. I push down on her back and pull. Her heads come up and her back sags down. A little more of my cock pushes in. I stroke in her and pulls back on her hair. She starts moaning and an orgasm goes through her body. "Yes. I'm your bitch. Fuck me hard. Fuck your bitch hard." I let go of her hair and fall on her back. I reach down and grab both of her wrists. I straighten up and pulls back. I yank her back and bury my cock in her. She squeals and cums. We get a nice rhythm going. I use her arms to set the pace. I make her cum two more time and my cock flares. I unload in her again. We both cry out and cum together. I fall on her back and we both collapse. "Wow, I'm a Harley Mama now. That was all right." "I thought you might like that." She snuggles her back up to me. We spoon a while. She drags the blankets up, turn off the light and we fall asleep. ******************** Sarah I wake and look at the clock. It's 8 am. Kevin is holding me in his arms. My breasts are pressed against his chest. His leg is between mine with my pussy touching his thigh. His morning wood is between us against my stomach. Last nights overwhelming orgasms comes to mind. My pussy twitches and I feel the moisture flow. I grab his cock and slowly jack it. He moans in his sleep. I gently roll him on his back and move over him. I line his cock up with my pussy and slowly lower myself on it. My pussy stretches out as his cock slides in me. I feel it touch my cervix and I remember how it felt last night. I hold it in place start milking his cock. I see his eye lids flutter and he looks at me. He smiles and flexes his cock. I groan and cum hard on him. He reaches up and pinches both nipples. I cry out and cum again. "Fuck me, baby. Make me shoot my cum in you like you did last night." "Yes. Yes. Hot cum for me. Hot cum in my pussy. Oh god yes." My head falls back as I start working on his massive cock. All my nerve endings fire and I cum hard. He flexes and I cry out and cum again. He holds my nipples and squeezes them. Pain and pleasure mix and I cum again. "Yes. Yes. Nipples and pussy. Yes. Fucking god yes." He hold my nipples and pushes up in me. My pussy holds his cock in the prime position. I want his cum again. I hold him in the breeding position and squeeze him as hard as I can. I feel his cock start to swell. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Please fuck me. Please. Please. Please give me your hot cum. I want your hot cum." He pushes up and I squeeze him. I feel his cock swelling. It flares just as he pinches my nipples. I feel the first squirt. The pain and pleasure overwhelms me as I scream and cum. I feel his cock pumping hot cum in me. He blasts shot after shot of his cum in my womb. His sperm is on it's way up looking for an egg. We add more to the stream. I hold him and milk his balls dry. I feel the last drops go in me as he pulls out. My cervix closes again and traps his cum in me. We lay together for a while and I slap him on the ass. "Come on. Let's take a shower. We smell like someone got fucked in here." We get in the shower and start with the soap. As I wash his cock it comes up hard again. He bends me over and pushes into me. I hold the faucets to keep from falling. He pulls me up and holds me by my hip bones. My feet are off the floor. He drives his cock in all the and pushes against my cervix again. I squeeze him hard. He pushes and holds still. My pussy muscles take over and milk his cock. I feel it swell and scream as he pumps more cum into me. He groans and he empties his balls into me. I squeeze every drop in as he lets me down. We wash each other two or three times. We get out and dry off. Back in the bedroom he hugs me to him. "Thanks for an amazing night, Sarah. This is one for the record books. Your pussy muscles are so fucking good. I'm going to get Amy to learn that." "Thank you too. You're a great lover. I'll never forget your big cock and the way you made me feel when you came in me." We get dressed and he goes to the kitchen. I stop by the den and click stop on my laptop. I notice that my parts are a little sore and I'm walking gingerly. I stop by the bathroom and take a Tylenol. I go in and make breakfast for both of us. It feels a little strange making breakfast for someone besides Eric. We finish eating and kisses me good bye. At five minutes to ten I pat him on the ass and he walks out. I make a mental note to go to the drug store for a morning after pill. I decide to go now. I leave a sticky note on the TV telling Eric I went to the store. ******************** "Good morning, maam, how can I help you.?" "I need a morning after pill. Can you help me?" "I'm sorry. They are by prescription only. You need to see a doctor." Choking I say, "Thank you." and walk out. Panic sets in. All the horrible thoughts run through my mind. When Eric sees the video he will know I may get be pregnant. I won't be able to stop him from seeing it. He is going to go crazy. I see my marriage falling apart. ********************* Eric I wake the next morning with Amy's nose in his pubic hair. I groan and grab her hair. "Oh fuck. What a wake up. Suck it baby. Suck that cum outta there." She reaches under and cups my ball. One finger nail rakes across my asshole. I cry out and shoot my load in her throat. 'Holy crap, Amy. That was an amazing wake up." She smiles and lick her lips. She wipes up a drop from her chin and licks her fingers. "I figured you would like that. I cleaned up so you can eat my pussy again. I want one more before you leave." "You got it. Lay back and spread for me. Show me that hot pussy." She lays pack and pulls her legs up against her breasts for me. "There ya go. Do me. Do me." I move down and give her a lick from her asshole to her clit. She squeals for me. I attack her pussy with all my tricks. I finger fuck her and rub a little on her G spot. She is right on the edge of cumming. I let off and gently lick her. "You fucker. Stop teasing me. Give me my cum. I want it. Make me cum." I start again. I take her right to the edge. I wet one finger and touch her asshole. I take her clit between my lips and suck on it. I quickly stick my finger in her asshole. She screams and cums as I nibble on her clit. I ream out her asshole and nibble her clit till she cums two more times. I let up and watch her. Her eyes have rolled back in her head and she is having trouble breathing. I let her come back to normal. I move up and hold her in my arms. She hugs up against me pressing her breasts to my chest. "Thank you, Eric. You're really a great lover. Let me get my strength back. We can take a shower and I'll make you some breakfast." While Amy if fixing breakfast I copy the video to a disc. We eat, naked and grinning at each other. We finish and get dressed. I kiss her goodbye and leave. ****************** "I click the garage remote and the door opens. I see Sarah's car is gone. I suspect she went to the store for something. I pull in and go in the house. I see a note on the TV confirming what I thought. I turn on the TV to see if the game started. It's early in the first quarter. I grab a beer from the fridge and sit on the couch. The Cowboys are down one field goal. I know they will be ahead in the fourth quarter and find a way to lose. I sit back and watch. A while later Sarah walks in. she looks nervous. She comes over and kisses me. "Hi, baby. Want some lunch?" "Ummm. No, Amy made a late breakfast. I may grab a sandwich later." "Are you OK, baby." "I think so. I haven't had time to get my head around everything yet." "I feel the same way. It was really strange being with someone else." "Did you enjoy it. Was he a good for you." "Yes. We had a good time. How about you?" "It was nice. I'm not sure I want to do it again. It's better with someone you love." "I think one time was enough too." "Amy recorded us. Do you think you want to watch it?" "Maybe after your game is over." "That sounds good. I need to watch Dallas lose." "I'm a little tired. I think I'll take a nap." She kisses me and goes into the bedroom. I think about us. I guess everything is OK. She didn't ask for a divorce and I don't want one. I wonder how it will be after seeing the videos. I kick back and watch the game. I go in the spare bedroom and pulls the sheets off the bed. I put clean ones on and put the dirty ones in the hamper. I go in our room and fall on the bed. I've postponed it for a while. I know the shit is going to hit the fan when he sees me taking Kevin's cum. I can only hope we can stay together and I'm not pregnant. I also know if I'm pregnant he is gone. 'God, please help us get through this. I don't want to lose my Eric.' ******************** The game ends with Dallas losing by three points. I curse and go looking for Sarah. She is laying on the bed watching TV. "She looks at me with a blank look. "Dallas lost again, I suppose." "Of course. It's what they do best and always in the last quarter." 'Sorry, baby." "It's OK. Let's watch the videos, OK?" Dreading it, I agree. He grabs my laptop and gets the disc of them at Amy's. He puts the laptop at the foot of the bed and leans against the headboard. He leans over and clicks play. We watch it and not much is said. I see that she isn't as good as I am. I can see that he isn't disappointed but he isn't that impressed either. He pulls the disc out and opens the one of Kevin and me. I tense up as it shows him carrying me into the bedroom. We both watch intently. I feel him tense up when Kevin's cock comes into view. He is longer and thicker than Eric. He doesn't say a word. He leans forward a little as Kevin's cock goes in my pussy. It's like he can't believe I'm taking all of it. He leans back as we continue fucking. When he sees me begging for Kevin's cum he leans forward again. I see his hands clench into fists as he watches Kevin cum in me. He leans forward and stops the video. "You let him cum in you? You took him bareback and begged for his cum?" 'Yes. I kinda got carried away." "Carried away? You fucking begged for it. No condom and no thought about getting pregnant." "I'm sorry, baby. I couldn't stop. He took control of me. He made me beg. I couldn't control myself." "Jesus fucking christ. How many times did he cum in you?" "Twice in bed and once in the shower." "Did you beg for it every time?" "I don't remember. I wasn't in control. He made me want it. I may have." "What the fuck, Sarah. What if you're knocked up. What do we do then. Do you expect us to raise someone's kid?" "I don't know, baby. I think we can work it out. I may not be pregnant." "You may not be? Are you fucking kidding me? You took his cum three times and you think you may not be. How close were you to your fertile time." 'Oh god, baby. I think it's been twelve or thirteen days since my period." "I have just one more question. Did you ever think of saying no, not with out a condom?" Sarah breaks down, sobbing in her hands. Between sobs, "Please, baby. I need you to help me through this. Please. I don't know what to do." "What am I gonna do, hug you and make it all better. Fuck, Sarah. You let that big dick take control of you and you begged for him to cum in you. On my best day you never did that with me. You begged for it and you got it. Just how the fuck am I supposed to deal with that?" "Please, baby. I need you. I can't do this alone. Please." "I'm sorry, Sarah. I need to get away from all this. I need time to get my head around what happened. I'm going to get a motel so I can have some space. I guess we'll know in two weeks how bad everything is. One thing for sure. I won't raise another man's kid." "Oh god, Please don't leave. I'll move into the spare room. Please don't leave." She starts sobbing again as she watches me pack my suitcase. I walk out the door. ******************* Two weeks later I buy a EPT kit at the drug store. I hurry home knowing I'm probably pregnant. I hurry into the bathroom and use the test. Fifteen minutes later I see a positive result. I fall on the floor sobbing. My marriage is over. My Eric will be gone as soon as he finds out. My world has crashed around me. I make it to my bedroom and fall on the bed. All I can do it cry and feel sorry for myself and Eric. If I had just said no everything would be OK. Finally sleep overtakes me and I dream of Eric and I playing with our baby on the living room floor. I wake the next morning. My eyes are swollen and painful. I make it to the bathroom and shower. I put a cold wet cloth on my eyes. After a few minutes they feel better and I take a Tylenol. I make my way to the kitchen and make some coffee and toast. I realize I can't go to work in this condition so I call in sick and I want the rest of the week off. So, there I sit debating whether to call Eric now or wait. I know I'll have to do it sooner or later. I suck it up and call him. He doesn't answer. I send him a text, "Please call me. I need to talk to you." He doesn't respond. I don't want to tell him over the phone, but I may have to if he won't take my calls. I decide to wait. A New Life I decide to make an appointment with my doctor. I need to have him confirm that I'm really pregnant. He has a cancellation and can see me tomorrow afternoon. I show up on time and the nurse shows me into an examination room. The doctor walks in. "Hi, Mrs. Larsen. I see you want to confirm you're pregnant." "Yes. I did one of those drug store test and it showed positive." "When is your period due?" "In four days." "Why don't you come back in two weeks and we can do a test then." "But, I would really like to know now." He looks at me for a minute. "You don't seem to be very happy about the possibility that you are. Is there a problem?" I hesitate and finally say, "Yes. If I am, it's not my husbands. I'm really afraid he will leave me." "You look really upset. Let me give you a prescription for an antidepressant. It's safe to take if you are pregnant. Come back in two weeks and we'll talk. Don't do anything till we talk again." "Thank you, Doctor. Maybe my period will start and I won't need to come back." I leave and head home. I stop and fill the prescription. I take one before I pull out of the parking lot. ****************** Two weeks later I go back to the doctor. He takes some blood, pokes and prods me. He confirms that I'm pregnant. I all but pass out. They watch me for a while till they think I'm able to drive. I get in my car and call Eric. It goes to voice mail. I send him a text asking him to call me. I can't tell him on the phone or with a text message. I need to do this face to face. I go home to an empty lonely house. Monday morning I drag myself out of bed. I have to go to work today. With the help of the drugs the doctor gave me I think I can make it. Everyone welcomes me back and I wait to be assigned to a court. I draw two. One morning and one afternoon session. Surprisingly. I'm able to get the job done. ****************** It's lunch time and I go to my truck. I open my lunch bag and take out a sandwich. I pour some coffee and take a bite. I look at my cell phone and see one missed call and a text message. Both are from Sarah. I read the text message and know immediately what the bad news is. If she wasn't pregnant she would have said so. My stomach cramps up. I lean out the door and spit out the bite I took. The dry heaves hit me like a freight train. I sit up and look around to see if anyone was looking. My boss saw me. He walks over and asks whats the matter. "I might as well give you the full scoop. My wife just texted me. She is pregnant with another guys kid." "Holy shit. I'm sorry, bud. That is some real bad shit." "Yeah it is. I'm going to have to quit. I need to leave town." "Well, do you want to quit today? You look like shit. I don't think you'll be worth a shit the rest of the day." "I sure won't. Can you pay me off today?" "Sure, come over to the office and I'll make out your check." He makes out my check and hands it to me. He reaches in a drawer and pulls out five one hundred dollar bills. "I'm gonna miss you. Maybe this will help till you land another job. You were one of my best workers." "Thanks. It's been good working for you." We shake hands and I walk out. I drive back to my motel. I turn on the TV for company. Sitting on the bed I try to make some plans. I guess I'll just drive west till I decide to stop. I do need some stuff from the house. I know I don't want to see or talk to Sarah. There's nothing to talk about. It's over and I want a clean quick break. I know she is home today by the time of the call. I decide to wait till she goes back to work. I get more text messages that say the same thing. I don't answer. I wait till Monday. The first I do is stop at the bank. I withdraw all of the savings and take my name off our credit cards. The checking account only has a little over $800 in it. I leave that. I drive to the house and stop in front. I click the remote and the garage door opens I see Sarah's car is gone. I back into the driveway, go in and start packing. I use garbage bags for my clothes. I load them in my truck. I go in the garage and get all my tools and my cash stash. I put everything in my truck. I go back and walk through the house. I don't see anything I want. I sit at the kitchen table and take off my wedding ring. I lay it with my cell phone. I decide to leave her a note Sarah. I've come to the conclusion I'll never be man enough for you again and I won't raise another man's child. I can't compete with someone that made you cum that hard. Even on my best day I never made you pass out. I'm going to go away and try to forget what I saw. I wish you the best and thank you for all the good times. You can keep the house. There are too many bad memories there for me. I emptied the savings account. I figure that's about equal to the my interest in the house. Goodbye. Eric. I put my ring, phone and the house keys on the note. I walk out, get in my truck and head west. ******************** My ears are filled with the droning of my tires on the pavement. I try listening to the radio. Nothing takes my mind off of the mess I'm in. I need to land somewhere and get on with my life. I've been driving for three days. I see a sign that says, Las Vegas 250 miles. I suppose that's as good a place as any. I come to North Las Vegas and decide this is a good place to get something to eat. I find a restaurant and pull into the parking lot. I park so I can see my truck from the windows. A hot looking waitress takes my order. I sit, eating and thinking what to do. I suppose the best thing is to find work. I'm not into gambling so I pass on going to the strip. I finish my tasteless food and go looking for a motel. I find one and check in for a week. I bring all my valuables in and unpack. The TV goes on and I flop on the bed. I still hear the droning of my tires on the road and it puts me to sleep. ****************** I walk into the the empty lonely house, drop my purse and hang up my coat. I go into the kitchen to make some coffee. I see a cell phone, a ring and a piece of paper. Panic hits me. I read the note and faint. I wake up later and it hits me. Eric has left me. The love of my life is gone. I burst out sobbing and my stomach knots up. I rush to the bathroom and puke my guts up. I fall to the floor and cry. My life is gone. I crawl to my bedroom and lay on the bed. I sob and cry for what seems like hours. I cry myself out and sit up. I have no way to call Eric. His phone is on the table. Despair takes over me. I don't know what to do. I wander around the house trying to think. No help comes. I've lost the love of my life and I'm pregnant with another man's baby. My life is shit. I can't believe how stupid I've been. I should have known that this would be too much for Eric. Now it's time to pay the piper. I sit on the sofa trying to think. I know I can't go to work like this. I call in and tell them I have a temperature and I'm throwing up. I'll call them when I'm better. I pace around the house not knowing what to do. I lay on my bed and cry. I need someone to talk to. The one I need to talk to the most is gone. *********************** Three months later I have an apartment and steady job doing what I do best. My depression is starting to lift. I discovered a nice friendly bar to hang out in. I'm also learned how to nurse a beer. Turning into an alcoholic is the last thing I need. I've met a few guys on the job and we hang out after work a couple of days a week. They know I'm single and they try to fix me up with their sisters or friends of their wives. I meet a few but nothing fires my rocket. I'll keep taking care of it by hand. One of the guys just got his divorce. He recommends his lawyer. I know getting a divorce is going to be part of my letting go of the past. I call and make an appointment. When I walk into his office my mouth falls open. Sitting at the desk is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. She looks like an ebony goddess. I find my voice and manage to say hello and tell her my name. She flashes a beautiful smile and tells me to have a seat. I sit as just look. I notice she isn't wearing a wedding ring. I dream knowing she is way out of my league. After my meeting with the lawyer I give her a big smile, thank her and leave. As I'm driving home I think how lucky I would be to hook up with her. Yeah right, dream on. A week later I'm sitting at the bar at my favorite watering hole nursing a beer. I feel someone sit on the stool next to me. I look and see the lady from the lawyers office. I give her a quick once over and chuckle. She turns and looks at me. She flashes a smile that light up the entire place. "I know you from somewhere, don't I?" "Yep. You work for my lawyer." "That's it. Let me see if I can remember your name." She thinks a minute. "Got it. Eric Larsen." The bartender comes and takes her order. I tell him to put it on my tab. "Well done. You met me once and remembered. That's remarkable." "It's a little trick I learned. It helps with my job." "What kind of trick?" "I don't know what it's called but what I do is put a feature of someone with the name. You're Eric with eyes. You have pretty eyes." "Oh my god. You're kidding. No one has ever told me that." "It's my opinion and I think they're pretty." "I didn't get your name." "Venus Wilson." "Hi, Venus. Nice to meet you. I extend my hand and she holds it. He hand is so soft and warm. I wait for her to let go. "So, you're here to get a divorce, huh?" "Yep, running fast and hard." "Sounds like a bad one." "Yeah, it was really bad. The wife got pregnant by another man thing. You've probably seen a few like that." "Yeah. Too many of them. It's hard when I see all the pain in their eyes." "It shows, huh." "I've learned to spot it. I see some in your eyes. It makes my heart hurt. Especially when it happens to nice people." "Enough of this sad conversation. Let's talk about fun stuff." We chat a while. She tells me all about the city and some of the hot spots. I notice her watching me. Not like just keeping polite eye contact. It's like she is looking into my mind. "You're looking into me. What do you see?" She laughs. "What makes you think that." "A persons eyes are the window to their soul. I see you looking in." "Busted. Most people don't see me doing that. When they do notice they think I'm invading their privacy." "Go ahead and look. I have nothing to hide." "I see a nice hard working guy with a gentle soul. I also see a lot of baggage. Probably from your marriage. I especially like your have strong hands and you're pretty buffed out. How did I do?" "I don't know. I've never thought about it like that. Maybe you're right." "You need to get rid of that baggage and start enjoying life. It's way to short to waste." "The good ole male ego. Gets us every time." She looks as me for a minute. "Let's move over to a booth. We need to talk." "OK." "I know this may be hard for you but I want you to tell me everything that happened and why you left her. Can you do that?" I just look at her for a few seconds. I see her looking into my head again. I have a strong feeling that I can talk to her and she will keep it in the strictest confidence. Simply, I trust her. How can you not trust someone that can look in your head. I tell her about our agreement to try a swap and that we would record it. I give her all the details on what Amy and I did. I pause and take a deep breath. I tell her about Kevin and Sarah. I explain how she didn't use a condom, how much bigger he was and how she begged for his cum. She looks away and appears deep in thought. Finally she speaks. "I'm not going to play patty cake with you. I'll tell you what I think. You may not like it and you can tell me to stop anytime. Also, you can walk out that door or we can sit her and talk awhile." I think a minute or two. I still feel that I can trust her so I tell her to go for it. "OK, here's my take on it. She did exactly the same thing you did. She fucked another guy and you fucked another woman. You had a good time with Amy and she had a good time with Kevin. They both agreed to pull out so that wasn't a problem. You didn't have to worry about it because Amy was on the pill. She ran into a master at fucking and she was also a master. Her pussy muscles made him forget about pulling out and his big cock and how he handled it made her forget too. I just nodded to her. She was right. "The big problem was yours, not hers. Your ego got crushed because he was better at fucking than you were. Your mistake was making it a contest and you lost. You couldn't handle the fact that someone was bigger than you and better at fucking so you ran. What you don't realize is that there are many men out that are bigger and better and there are also many men out there that have a smaller cock and don't fuck as good as you. If he had a smaller cock and didn't make her cum hard you would still be with her. The male ego is a fragile thing but you have to be the one to take care of it. It's your responsibility. "I've never looked at it like that. It's hard to admit that someone is better than I am. Especially in the sex department. "You're a nice guy. I could help you with that. What do you think." "Well. One thing, you're way out of my league. I'm just a hard working carpenter." "There you go again with the ego thing. Your ego was hurt and your self esteem is low. There's a really nice person inside there and you need to let him out. What do you say. Want me to help." "Sure, why not. What's the worst that can happen. Help from a beautiful lady? I'm up for it." "OK, meet me here Friday night at six." "You're on." "I gotta run now. See you then." The bartender walks over. "I see you've met Venus. She's a remarkable lady." "I have to agree with you on that. What's her story. I've never met anyone like her." "You'll see." He turns and walks away. 5:45 pm finds Eric waiting at his favorite watering hole. He sits so he can see the door. He is nursing a beer. At 6:05 he sees Venus walk through the door. She is wearing a pastel pink mini skirt and a semi sheer white blouse. He skit hem hits her at about mid thigh. She walks gracefully on three inch black heels. The way she walks reminds Eric of a jungle cat. Her dark nipples are showing though the blouse. Her legs go all the way up to her ass. She flashes Eric a big smile and moves into his arms. She kisses him full on the lips. His cock twitches. Hi, Eric. I see you didn't chicken out." "Yeah, I'm going to turn a beautiful woman like you down?" "I'm glad you didn't. I get a chance to see your pretty eyes again." "Can I get you a drink?" "No thanks. Let's get out of here. I have a long weekend planned. Come on." She takes my hand and leads me to the parking lot. "Your car of mine." "I'll follow you to your place. We can drop your car off" I watch her get in a dark blue Porsche. I climb in my truck and buckle up. I park in my driveway and get in her car. We ride in silence to her house. She pulls in the driveway and the garage door opens. She pulls in and shuts off the engine. "Come on it. Welcome to the rest of you life." "Ummm, just what do you have planned?" "Come on in and we'll talk about it." We go in and she tells me to sit on the sofa. She comes back with two glasses of white wine. She sits beside me. "OK, here's what I want to do. I want to help you get rid of all the baggage you're carrying. I want to help you forget all the pain and anger you have about your divorce." "Sounds interesting. How are you going to do that." "I'm going to introduce you to a completely new way of life. You won't have to worry about your ego getting hurt. If everything goes according to my plan you'll be free from that." I watch her stand up and slowly start taking her clothes off. She unveils her beautiful body. He pert full breasts are full and high. Dark nipples contrast against her honey colored skin. I see them sway and it's easy to see they are all natural. She slides her mini skirt down revealing a shaved pussy. A little pink show between her pussy lips. "I'm all yours for the night. Now, take your clothes off. I want you naked like I am." She stands with her hands on her hips as I quickly get naked. She moves to me and puts her arms around my neck. I feel her full breasts against my chest. My cock comes up to full hard. My hands move to her back and I let them slide down to her ass cheeks. She moves her hand down and grabs my cock. She pulls it up and holds it against her stomach. "mmmm. Nice cock. This is going to be fun. I want you to forget all about your past. Just be in the moment with me." "That won't be hard. You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. An ebony goddess." "I'm just a woman who wants to love on you. Come with me." She leads me to her bedroom. My mouth drops open. The entire room is covered with mirrors. I see multiple images of us as we walk in. She pulls me in her arms and we kiss. He tongue brushes over my lips and I let it in." "Watch us in the mirrors. See the contrast of our skin color. See my dark skin against yours." I follow her instructions and my cock pulses with my heartbeat. I feel like I want to explode. "Lay on the bed for me and watch what I do." I lie down and watch her. She kneels between my legs. She looks into my eyes and smiles. "Nice cock and a hard body. What a treat. This is going to be so good." She leans forward and start caressing me with her breasts. My cock throbs as her hard nipples rub against my cock. She goes slowly working her way up my body. She holds my cock as she gives me her nipples to suck on. I twist one and suck the other. She move them back and forth for me. I give them my full attention while her soft warm hands caress my cock. I watch in the mirror over the bed as she moves back down and captures my cock between her breasts. I hump up rubbing my balls against her chest. She pushes her breasts together around my cock. She slowly jacks we with them. My pre cum is getting all over them. It just adds to the pleasure. She slowly turns and moves her body over my chest. She lines her pussy up with my face and pulls her knees up. Her pink pussy and asshole are mine for the taking. She takes my cock in her mouth and lowers her pussy to my mouth. I stick the tip of my tongue in her asshole. I hear her squeak through her nose. I attack her pussy and asshole. We both groan and moan with our mutual pleasure. I find her clit and suck it up. Her cry is muffled by my cock as she twitches and cums. She pulls my cock out of her mouth. "Oh god. Fuck yes. Eat my pussy. Suck up my pussy juice. Make me cum more." One of my fingers finds it way into her pussy. I curl it down and find her G spot. I gently massage it and lick and suck on her labia. He body tenses and she cums again. I make her cum two more times and go for the big one. I rub her G spot and suck up her clit. I feel her start to cum and I gently bite her clit. She lets go of my cock and howls as she cums hard. I make her cum two more time and she moves off me. "Holy fuck, Eric. That was almost a religious experience. I haven't cum that hard in a long time." She starts back to work on my cock. She throats me and cups my balls. I can feel the tingling in my loins. She stay on it running her tongue up and down the underside of my cock. I feel it flare in her throat and I unload a massive load of cum in her. She sucks and swallows every drop. She falls beside me and I take her in my arms. "Looks like we're gonna have a fun weekend, huh?" "Fun is right. As soon as I recover I gotta call Sandy." A New Life "Who's Sandy. She's my best friend and my lover." "You're lover?" "I didn't tell you, but I like men and woman. She is an amazing lover. Wait till you meet her. She is so sweet and beautiful too. I think you'll like her." "Wow. You weren't kidding about showing me a different life style. I've never seen two women together." "Have you ever been double teamed?" "No. That would be a first for me." "Oh fuck. You're in for a real treat." "Hello." Hello, Sandy. Get you ass over here right now. I want you to meet Eric." "What have you been doing you nasty girl." "You know what you cum slut. Get over her now." "Give me ten minutes." "ok, bye." "I guess I should shower and get dressed." "That's not necessary. I want her to see us like this. My pussy juice looks good on your face and I want to give her a cum kiss and I want her to see your cum running down my legs." I just shake my head and smile. Ten minutes later Sandy burst in the door. "Venus, you bitch. You got a new guy and you just now call me." "Hey, I found him so I get first dibs." "You bitch, you had better share him with me." "I will. I'm keeping him here all weekend." I smile listening to them talk about me like I'm some kind of trophy. I watch Venus walk up to Sandy and start taking her clothes. Sandy holds her hands up behind her head. He clothes disappear and she is standing naked. She is fucking beautiful. Her full C cup breasts stand high and firm. Her waist is slim and her hips are just wide enough to blow your mind. He legs go on forever. She has short blonde hair and blue eyes. Her pussy is shaved clean. The tip of her clit is showing at the top of her slit. Venus takes her in her arms and they kiss. Venus opens her mouth and sucks Sandy's tongue in. Sandy's eye pop open. She pulls back. "Oh god. A cum kiss. He tastes so fucking good." Venus leans down and starts sucking on Sandy's nipples. Sandy moans and Venus gently caresses her bald pussy. She slides two fingers up in her and works her pussy hard. Sandy's hips start thrusting on her hand. He head falls back and a shudder runs through he body. This is the hottest thing I've ever seen. I've finally seen two women together. I can't wait till they go sixty nine on each other.. This is going to be a weekend to remember. Sandy recovers and looks at me with a big smile. "Hi Eric. Nice to see you. She giggles at her pun. She walks toward me and puts her arms around my neck. I feel her soft body against mine. My cock twitches and comes up half hard. She holds it and gently strokes it. "What's that on your face. Have you been eating some pussy. It looks like pussy juice." "You're onto me. Venus made me eat her out.." Venus laughs and says, "Yeah, I twisted his arm. Just you wait you slut. He is a master pussy eater. I almost passed out." "Is he as good as you are?" "I don't know. I've never eaten my own pussy. I know I can make you howl." "Let's have some dinner. We need to feed Eric up. We're going to fuck his ears off this weekend." Sandy grabs my cock and leads me to the kitchen. Venus is walking just ahead of her. She leans over and swipe her hand up the inside of Venus's legs. She licks Eric's cum off her fingers. "mmmm, cum. Tastes so good." Venus turns and says, "Now you see why I call her a cum slut." ******************* One evening I'm really missing Eric. After all this time I'd like just to talk to him. I'm on the couch watching a TV cop show. They are trying to find a bad guy. Then it comes to me. I wonder if some of my court friends could find Eric. I'll bet Clyde could to it. He's a computer genius. He works with the US Marshals. The next day at lunch I call him. "Hello" "Hi Clyde. This is Sarah. I need a favor." "Anything for you, Sarah." "I'm trying to track down my runaway husband. Can you do that?" "Sure, we do that all the time. He probably won't be in any criminal data base. One good way is to put a flag on their drivers license or vehicle registration. It's not fast but almost everyone is in that data base. As soon as he renews one or the other it will pop up. I can put up a flag for his name and the kind of car her drives. If you have an old auto insurance policy all the information should be there. "OK, I'll call you with it tomorrow. Thanks Clyde, you're a doll." ******************** Venus and Sandy whip up a quick meal. They're sitting at the table eating. Every now and then Sandy reaches down and dips her finger in Venus's pussy and get some of Eric's cum. She licks her finger off and smiles. "Gawd, Sandy. Give it a rest. I think you're addicted to cum." "But, it tastes so good. I can't get enough of it." Eric says, "I can help you with that." "You just finish you dinner. Then we'll get to that. Oh, and I want you to eat my pussy too. I want to see if you're as good as Venus says." "Sounds like a fair trade." They finish and clean up the kitchen. Sandy grabs Eric and pulls him into the bedroom. "Lie down there. I'm getting some of that cum." She pushes me on the bed and crawls between my legs. She grabs my cock with both hands and starts licking it. She gets it all wet and takes it all the way down to my balls. She looks up and watches me moan. She rolls my balls around and sucks up and down my cock shaft. A few minutes later Venus walks back in. she looks down at us. She gets on the bed and immediately moves her pussy over my face. It's my first double team. I suck and lick on Venus and Sandy sucks and licks on my cock. I feel Venus getting close so I give her the full treatment. Two fingers in her pussy rubbing her G spot, one finger on her asshole and my tongue on her clit. She feels what I'm doing and starts humping my face. I feel a stirring in my loins and go for it. I want her to cum with me. I stick one finger two knuckles deep in her asshole, rub her G spot and suck up her clit. She starts screaming and cumming just as Sandy takes my load of cum. Our cries and screams are a symphony. Sandy hangs on and gets every drop. Venus rolls off and Sandy quickly moves her pussy over my mouth. "Make me scream just like she did." I pull her down on my mouth and start on her. Her head falls back and her moans start. I reach up and pinch her nipples. She cries out and cums on my face. Her juice runs in my mouth and all over my face. I make her cum a few times getting her ready. Two more cums and she's ready. One finger in her asshole, two in her pussy on her G spot and my tongue on her clit. I hit all three at the same time. Her body goes stiff and her scream fills the room. I hold her in orgasm for a few minutes. She passes out and falls off me. Venus and I catch her. "Damn, Eric. I think you killed her." "Nah, no one ever died of that. She'll be back. Just give her a few minutes." We watch her as she starts to come around. Her eyelids flutter and open. She looks around getting her bearings. She looks at us and smiles. "Chain this mother fucker to the bed, now. Don't let him get away. Holy shit. I think I saw God." Venus says, "We need him to show Brad and Jerry how he does that. It's fucking amazing." "Um, Who's Brad and Jerry?" "They're out boyfriends. You'll meet them tomorrow." "Oh my fucking god. Definitely a new way of life. Are you two up to taking care of three guys?" The look at each other and smile. No answer is necessary. "So, what do you think of living like this. It's so free and just nice. No hang ups. No jealousy, no egos. Just lots of good fucking and sucking." "It nothing like I've ever seen before. It was always husband and wife." "We love you, Eric and we love each other. We love Brad and Jerry too. We hope you grow to love us too. That's what I wanted to show you. It's just love, not a competition." "That won't be hard. You two are amazing women. I've never met anyone like you. I've got a lot to learn, but I'm a willing student." "That's exactly what we wanted to hear." Venus and Sandy do a high five. "For my next request I want to see you two eat each other out. Try to remember what I did to you. It's asshole, G spot and nibble the clit." He sits back and watches them go for it. His mouth is hanging open. Sandy gets on top and starts sucking and licking. She moves around and give Venus her pussy. The both go for it. Eric's cock comes up hard as he watches. He watches and both girls do what he did to them. The both start squealing, moaning and groaning. He watches the intensity grow. 'OK, girls. Go for the big one." He holds his rock hard cock and listens to the screams. They both pass out. He holds his cock and waits for them to come around. Finally he sees movement. Sandy sits up and looks at him. She sees his hardon and grabs it. She starts on it wanting her cum fix. In just a few minutes his cock swells and he gives her what she wants. She sits back licking her lips. Her eyes are closed as he swishes his cum around in her mouth. Finally she swallows, looks at Eric and smiles. Both girls gang up on him. Everyone is kissing and hugging everyone else. Eric grabs a pillow and lays back in the middle of the bed. With one hot babe on each side hugging him they all fall asleep. As he drifts off he thinks he died and went to heaven. ****************** Sarah is working on a plan. She wants to sell the house and move somewhere else. She isn't sure where yes. She plans on waiting till Clyde finds Eric. She will go by and see him. If he refuses to talk she will move on. Maybe she'll meet someone and settle down with him. The next day she calls a Realtor. With all the improvements Eric made on the house she stands to make quite a bit. Three weeks later she gets an offer for the asking price. She accepts. Ninety days later it closes and she puts the money in her savings account. She moves into an apartment near her work. Now the waiting begins. One month later Sarah is getting her tapes ready for the court clerk. She feels a little pain in her stomach and moisture in her panties. She hurries to the restroom and finds blood running down her legs. She faints. The lady in the next stall calls 911. I feel my eyelids flutter and a little light hits my eyes. I look around and see I'm I the hospital. I don't remember coming here. Then it comes back to me. A nurse walks in and takes my hand. "You're OK now. The doctor is on his way. He'll explain everything." I try to talk but my mouth is dry and my tongue feels swollen. I motion to my mouth that I want a drink. The nurse puts some ice chips in my mouth. The doctor walks in. "Mrs. Larsen. You're ok now. You had a close one. I'm sorry to tell you but you lost your baby. We also had to do a tubal ligation. In a few days you should be as good as new." "Thank you, Doctor. I guess you saved my life." "If you had been alone I don't think you would have made it. You were bleeding a lot." I don't know whether to be happy or sad. I didn't want a child but I didn't want this to happen either. Two weeks later I'm back at work. I call Clyde and ask if he has any updates. He tells me he found three by the right name but they renewed their registration for cars. I know Eric has a truck for his work. *********************** I wake the next morning to the smell of coffee and bacon. I sit up and rub my eyes and scratch my balls. Everything is all crusty with dried cum and pussy juice. I make my way to the shower. I smile as I wash the remnants of last night off. I open a drawer and find a toothbrush in its package. I rip it open and brush my teeth. I can't find a new razor so I pass on shaving. I follow my nose to the kitchen. Venus and Sandy are naked, sitting at the table. The see me and both jump up and give me a gang hug. "Good morning, baby. Sit and I'll fix you a plate." "Good morning. I need coffee real bad." Sandy pours me some coffee while Venus scoops up a plate of food. "So, how are you feeling this morning." "Like someone tried to fuck me to death last night." "We tried but you're too tough." "Don't give up. There is still hope." "Oh, and Brad and Jerry will be here soon. I can't wait to give them the news that they have help now. Sandy was trying to suck them to death." Sandy smiles and continues eating. I finish eating and fill my cup again. I go and park my ass on the couch and turn on the TV. I find a football game and kick back. Halftime starts and Sandy come in and sits beside me. "Hi Eric. What ya doing." "Wondering what you're up to." "This." She grabs my cock and kisses the head. She suck and licks it till it fills with blood. She moves astride my lap and slowly lowers her self on it. Her head falls back and she closes her eyes. I feel her pussy muscles working on my cock. "Gawd, Sandy. You're gonna kill me. You're insatiable." "I know. I can't get enough of you. You're my new lover and I love the taste of your cum." Venus leans in from the kitchen and says, "She never found any cum she didn't like." Sandy smiles and starts moving up and down. She rubs her clit on my bone and squeezes my cock. In just a few minutes she has her first orgasm of the day. She pulls off me and gets between my knees. She starts sucking like there is no tomorrow. I feel that familiar stirring. She knows I'm almost there. She speeds up with her tongue and pushes me over the edge. She holds my cock head in her lips and takes my load. A little leaks out around her lips. She wipes it up and rubs it on her nipples. She waits till the last drop goes in her mouth and lets go of my cock. Her eyes close and she swishes my cum around in her mouth. She shivers and swallows twice. She lays her head on my stomach and kisses my cock. Venus has been watching. She just shakes her head and goes back in the kitchen. I lay back and watch as the third quarter starts. At the start of the fourth quarter the door bell rings. Venus brings Brad and Jerry in and introduces us. She has already taken their clothes off. We shake hands and all of us sit on the couch. Sandy smiles at them. I suspect they are going to get blow jobs soon. Sure enough, Sandy moves between Brad's knees and starts on him. In just a few minutes she is gargling his cum. Without hesitation she goes after Jerry. We both watch as she sucks him off too. She gets up and goes in the kitchen. We hear both girls giggling. We shoot the breeze and watch the rest of the game. The come off as really nice guys. They make me feel welcome in the group. My mind wanders to what is going to happen tonight. Venus comes in and smiles at Brad. She sits astride his lap and gives him a wet kiss with lots of tongue. His cock comes up and she slides it in her pussy. She works him over and cums three times in just a few minutes. She works him up to the big finish and they both cry out and cum together. I'm truly amazed at these people. They love each other and love to fuck and suck. She looks at me and says, "Brad has amazing recovery time. He can fuck three or four time before he has to rest. and Jerry can fuck for hours without cumming if he wants to. I don't know how he does it. I definitely want you to show them how you eat pussy." "Pussy eating 101 starts this evening." The all laugh. Sandy walks in and sees Venus sitting on Brad. She smiles and pulls Venus to the floor. She spreads her legs and dives into her pussy. She sucks and licks all the cum from her pussy. I ask her, "Sandy. Have you ever eaten too much cum?" She laughs and says, "Never. Too much cum is not enough." Brad and Jerry laugh and agree. Evening rolls around and the girls are in the kitchen fixing dinner. I ask Brad, "Have either of you guys butt fucked either one?" The both say no. I smile and look at them. "I think it's about time. What do you think about us doing a triple team on them tonight?" We give each other a high fives. We go in, set the table and get the wine ready. Every time we walk by one of them we cop a feel. They are both wet by the time dinner is ready. We eat a nice dinner an sit back sipping some wine." "Ok, what were you guys talking about in there. I heard lots of whispering." "Oh nothing. Just guy stuff." "Yeah, right." We finish our wine and clean up the table. We lead the girls into the living room. I sit on the floor and pull Venus down beside me. I kiss her with lots of tongue and caress her nipples. I lay her back and suck on her nipples. My hand slides down to her pussy and I stick one finger in. she opens wide for me. I stick in another finger and slowly finger fuck her. She moans a little for me. I kiss my way down to her pussy. I hold her nipples and attack her. She cries out and pulls he legs up and out. I look over at Brad and Jerry. They're watching everything I do. I stick in one more finger and start on her G spot. I hold my tongue on her clit and she cries out and cums. I make her cum two more times and get ready. I get one finger wet and touch her asshole. Three fingers curl up to her G spot. I suck up her clit and rub the magic spot. I shove my finger two knuckles deep in her asshole and she starts cumming hard. I keep her going and we all hear her scream and cum. I make her do two more and stop. Her head is flopping back and forth and she is drooling. I lay on my back and pull her on me. I move her over my cock and shove it in her. I motion to Jerry to get behind her. He rolls on the condom and lubes it up. Brad kneels beside me and pulls her head to his cock. She opens her mouth and he pushes in. Jerry puts a blob of lube in his hand and shoves one finger in her ass. She squeals and cums. He sticks another in and reams her out. She cums again. He gives the the third finger. He works them in and out loosening her up. He moves up and puts the head against her asshole. She squeals around Brad's cock and he pushes the head in. I feel her pussy clamp down on my cock. Jerry pushes in slowly. She moans as he slowly goes in all the way. Brad holds her on his cock and starts face fucking her. All three of start a rhythm and she is responding. She squeals around Brad's cock and cums. We speed up and she starts cumming and cumming. I glance over at Sandy. She is sitting in a chair with her mouth hanging open. Her fingers are working hard in her pussy. I look at Jerry and he shakes his head up and down. We both push hard into her and flex our cocks. She squeals around Brad's cock. Brad unloads in her mouth. She sucks him dry and lets go of his cock. She tries to swallow and his cum runs down her chin onto her breasts. Jerry and I push in hard again and we both unload at the same time. Venus screams and we cum together. I hold her on me till her orgasm passes. Jerry pulls out and I lay her beside me. she is drooling and moaning. I lay her on her back and sit back to watch her. Sandy says, "Holy mother fucker. Look at her." I turn and look at her. "You're next." Her head flops back and she fingers herself to a screaming orgasm. Brad and Jerry are sitting on the sofa watching Sandy. I look at Venus. Her eyes are open but she isn't talking. "You OK, babe?" "I don't know. I can't feel anything. My body is numb." "Just relax. You'll be OK in a few minutes. I was wondering how you liked your first triple team." "If I remember right it was amazing. I must have cum fifty times." "As soon as we can we're going to do Sandy. You can watch and remember." "Sandy, I hope your life insurance is paid up. These fuckers will try to kill you." "Something to look forward to for next weekend." "Oh god. I'll need that long to get well." "You need to go to work tomorrow." "Oh god. I'll be walking funny for at least three days." Two hours later we triple up on Sandy. She had several screaming orgasms. She finally is able to walk and both girls stagger to the bathroom. We hear the shower come on. Soon they reappear with smiles on their faces. A New Life "Well, everyone. I've had enough fun for one weekend. I have to work tomorrow." Everyone says good bye. I get dressed and go home. I fill the tub and pour some Epsom salts in. I soak till I run out of hot water. I fall into bed and go to sleep immediately. For the few months it's fucking and sucking every weekend. It's a completely different life from what I had. I'm slowly confirming in mind that Venus is right. It was my little boy ego that caused all the trouble between Sarah and myself. I feel some guilt and shame that it caused me to lose the love of my life. At the time it seemed like the right thing to do, but hindsight is twenty twenty. Then it comes to me. I wonder if I can right the wrong. It's been so long it's possible that Sarah has moved on and found someone else, much as I have. I love Venus and Sandy and Brad and Jerry are my best friends. I also wonder if Sarah were here now would she fit in with my group of friends and lovers. I decide to leave the past in the past. One evening after work I'm driving home. I look in my rear view mirror and I see a cop coming up on me. I check my speed and see that I'm under by five miles per hour. I keep a steady speed knowing he will pass me. I see him slow and match my speed about twenty yards behind me. He pulls up close and turns on his overheads. I pull to the curb and stop. I wonder what's up. "Good evening, Sir. May I see your license, registration and proof of insurance?" "No problem, officer. It's in my glove box." "Go ahead." I pull out my papers and hand them to him. I pull out my wallet and give him my license. "Sir, did you know your tags are expired and your license is due for renewal next month." "Sorry. Officer. I wasn't paying attention to that. I guess I should switch everything over. I just moved here and got a job." "Ok. I'll let you go. Just make sure you take care of this. Have a good evening." The next day I beg off work early and go to an insurance company. I get a rider and go to DMV. I register my truck and take the written test. I pass and get a temporary license. They're really busy and the let me slide on the driving test. I go back home and get ready for another weekend of fucking and sucking. ***************** It's been almost a year since Eric left. I'm pretty much used to living alone now but I think about him all the time. I date a few guys but it's one and out. No one can measure up to Eric. He set the bar way too high. I still hold out hope that we can get back together. I know the chances are slim but the hope is there. One day I'm sitting in the break room eating lunch. My cell phone rings. It's Clyde. "Sarah. I think I found Eric. A guy in North Las Vegas by the name of Eric Larsen registered a Ford F100 truck and got a Nevada drivers license." I almost pee my pants. I've found him. "That sounds like him. Can you give me all of his information please?" "How about I email it to you." "Perfect." I give him my email address and do a happy dance. Maybe there is a chance after all this time we can get back together. I have to try. The next day I get the email from Clyde. It has everything but email and his phone number. I can't call him or email him so I guess I'll just knock on his door. The worst that can happen is he will slam it in my face. I give notice at work that this will be my last week. I call the Salvation Army and have them pick up all of my furniture. I throw everything else in the dumpster. I get a motel and finish the week at work. I load my two suit cases in my car and I'm off. Three days later I pull into North Las Vegas. I find a motel and check in. I find a place to eat and buy a couple of pocket books. I need some time to screw up my courage to meet Eric. The next evening I drive by Eric's apartment building. I see his truck in the parking lot. I don't stop. I go back to my motel. I decide tomorrow is the day. It's agony trying to pass the time. I try reading but I don't see the words on the page. Nothing on TV holds my attention. Finally at 4:30 I drive to his apartment building I park so I can see the spot I saw his truck in last time. I recline my seat a little and wait. It's hot so I let the car run and put on the AC. Thirty minutes later I see him truck pull in. I get goose bumps as I sit up and look at him. I decide to let him get inside and settled in before I knock. I count to five hundred and get out. I'm as nervous as a teenager on her first date. I almost turn and run away. I ramp up my courage and go to his door. ************************ Tuesday was a hard day. I get home, grab a beer and park my ass in my recliner. I hear a knock on my door. I open the door and my chin hits the floor. "Oh my god, Sarah." "Hi Eric." "Come in. Come in. My god, I never expected this." "I hope I'm not intruding. I don't have your phone number so I couldn't call first." "No. You're not intruding. Come in and sit. We have a lot to talk about. Can I get you something to drink, water, a beer, a glass of wine?" "Some wine would be nice." I get her a glass of wine and sit beside her on the sofa. "I have so much to say I don't know where to start. I need to calm down here." "I need to calm down too. I thought you might slam the door in my face." "No, that won't happen. I'm really glad to see you. You were pregnant. Where is you baby?" "I had a miscarriage. Apparently I was never intended to be a mother. The doctor said there were some problems with my baby making parts. I would never be able to carry full term so he tied my tubes." "I'm sorry for you. That must have been hard to go through." "It was hard but all things considered I think it was best." "I thought after all this time you have moved on. You know, found someone else." "I finally dated a few guys but there was nothing there. I guess you set the bar too high." "The bar must have went way down the way I left. I'm so sorry about what I put you through. I've done a lot of thinking about that. It was a terrible thing. Some friends I met here made me see it way different. It took me a while to see what they meant but now I know it was just my ego that caused me to leave. Now I know that I was a little boy in a man's body. I couldn't get past the idea that someone was better at something than I was. I'm past that now." "I don't understand." "It's pretty simple now. Kevin was better at sex than I was and I couldn't deal with that. It had nothing to do with you. It was all me all the time. I'm learned that I don't have to worry about things like that now. Life is not a contest." "Wow, it's good to hear that I'm not responsible for our breaking up. I'm just wondering where we are now. I never stopped loving you. I had friends hunt you down in the hope that we could get back together. I never gave you up." "I never stopped loving you either. I couldn't just turn it off. My friends have taught me a lot about love and they have shown me a different way to live." "Oh god, Eric. You aren't gay now are you?" "Holy shit, no. Not that different. Just a new way to love and be loved. I met two ladies and I've come to love them very much. The introduced me to two of their male friends. They are really great friends now. I'm able to love more than one woman. It's kind of hard to explain, but it's a very comfortable life style." "That is really a different life from what we had." "So, tell me. what's going on with you." "Not too much. I decided to come and see you. I haven't planned much after that. I suppose I was going to move on if you wouldn't see me. I didn't know what kind of reception I would get. I thought about going to California and see the ocean." "Where are you staying now?" "I have a motel room." "I have a better idea. Let's go get you stuff and you can stay here." "Oh god, Eric. Do you mean that?" "Yep. We have some catching up to do." I pull her into my arms and our lips meet. All the wonderful memories of us together come flooding back. My tongue finds her lips and they open for me. I feel tears running down between us. I kissed them away. "Don't cry. I've caused you enough tears." "I can't help it. I've missed you so much and here I am in your arms. I never thought it would happen again. I may pee my pants." "Don't worry about them. After we get your stuff you won't be needing them." "Oh my god, Eric. I can't believe this is happening. I never stopped loving you." "I never stopped either, baby. Let me get my shoes on and we'll get your stuff. I haven't eaten yet. We can get something on the way back." Two hours later we are back. After a nice erotic shower I'm balls deep in her magnificent pussy. We're crying, screaming and cumming. After two wonderful fucks we clean up and eat some microwaved Chinese food, naked of course. "I need to make a phone call. I have to cancel come plans for this weekend." "Hello, Eric." "Hi, Venus. I need to beg off this weekend. Something has come up." "Something came up, huh." "Yep. Guess who knocked on my door." "Oh my god. Was it Sarah?" "You win a cookie. You could have knocked me over with a feather." "Is everything ok?" "Everything is perfect. "Oh god, I'm so happy for you. This is really a nice surprise. Wait till I tell Sandy. She'll pee her pants." "You two have fun with Brian and Jerry. I'll call you when we come up for air. We have a lot of catching up to do. Then I'll bring her over so everyone can meet her." "Oh yes. I can't wait to meet her. This is so exciting." "Bye, bye. I love you." "Love you too. Bye bye." "Now, where were we. I think my cock was buried in your pussy." "Yes. It was. Just where I want it." We spend the rest of the week trying to fuck each other to death. We don't succeed. ******************* Friday evening I give Venus a call. "Hi, baby. You all ready to meet Sarah?" "On god yes. Hurry. Everyone is here. This is gonna be so much fun." 'Fifteen minutes." "Bye bye." "Let's go, baby. Time to meet my friends. You're gonna love them. They're really nice, you'll see." "I'm ready. Let''s go." Fifteen minutes later I park in front of Venus's house. I run around and pull Sarah from my truck. We hurry to the door. Just as I reach for the doorbell Venus opens it. She squeals and pulls Sarah into her arms. "Welcome. Welcome. I've been dying to meet you. I'm Venus. Come in and meet everyone else." I just follow them in and let Venus handle the introductions. Sandy hugs and kisses her. Jerry grabs her, hugs her and smacks her on the ass. Brad grabs her, but he holds the kiss way longer. He slides his tongue in her mouth. Sarah gasps and hangs on. Sarah's face turns red. He finally lets her go and it's plain to see she is turned on. We all sit and Jerry pours everyone some Pink Chablis. We chat for a while. I look at Venus. "Venus. Why don't you take Sarah in your bedroom and have a talk with her. Sorta like the one you had with me way back when." Venus smiles. "Good idea. Come on, Sarah. We need to have a girl on girl talk." They disappear into the bedroom. I notice she left the door ajar. I look at Sandy. "Sandy. How about you give us a blow job while we're waiting. You need your cum fix to get things going in the right direction." "Funny you should ask about that. I was just thinking the same thing." All of us quickly take our cloths off and sit on the sofa. Sandy grins. "Yummy. Three nice cock full of cum for me. It doesn't get better than that." With that said she goes to work. He works her way down the line, savoring three big loads of cum. She sits back with a big grin on her face. She sits astride Jerry's lap and slides his cock up in her pussy. She humps up and down on him. He holds off, making her work for it. Finally she wins and her fills her pussy. While they are recovering we hear some moans and groans coming from the bedroom. We all look at each other and smile. "It looks like Venus is explaining things to her." We all chuckle and listen. The moans get louder. Then two women cry out with some ungodly howling. A few minutes later they both walk out completely naked. Venus is holding Sarah up. She seems to be having a little trouble walking. I get up and take her in my arms. "Are you OK, baby? Was Venus nice to you? "Oh god yes. Really nice. She's so sweet and talented." "There's more to come. Sit down and relax for a minute. Take a sip of your wine." We chat for a while, keeping an eye on Sarah. She looks like she can't quite figure out what's going on. It runs through my mind that there is no way she knows. I wait a few minutes watching to see that she has recovered. I walk over to her and pull her up. My arms go around her waist and hers go around my next. Our lips meet and I try to reach her tonsils. She gasps and hangs on. Brad and Jerry move up behind her and start caressing her. I push down on her shoulders. She gets the message and goes to her knees. She takes my cock in her mouth while Brad and Jerry play with her. I can see her pussy juice running down her legs. Brad bends down, wets his finger in her pussy and touches her pink pucker. He sticks it in up to the first joint. She squeals on my cock but holds on. Brad works on both nipples. I pulls her off my cock and lay on the floor. I pull her up over me and slowly slide my cock up in her pussy. She cries out and pushes down hard. Brad moves around and lifts her head. She gently shoves his cock in her mouth. I glance at Jerry. He has a tube of lube in his hand. He squeezes some out and coats his cock. He squeezes more out and slaps it on Sarah's asshole. She squeaks but keeps Brads cock in her mouth. Jerry sticks two fingers in her and works them around. He looks at me and nods his head. He gets on his knees and pushes his cock against her pucker. He pushes and it pops in just past her sphincter. She squeals on Brad's cock He is holding her on it. Jerry starts slowly stroking deeper and deeper in her. Finally he is balls deep in her. We all start up a good rhythm, stroking deep in all three holes. He muscles start working on Jerry and I. Venus and Sandy lie down beside me. They attack her nipples, each one licking and sucking. Sarah starts cumming. Animal noises are coming out of her nose. We all say at it, making her cum and cum. She moves her hand up and grips Brad's balls. He gives up and fills her mouth. She sucks every drop. He pulls out just as Jerry and I cum. Sarah screams and our cum fills her. We keep stroking and she screams again. Huge orgasms wrack her mind and body. She gives one last scream and falls on my chest. Jerry and I both pull out and I roll her over on her back. Her eyes have rolled back in her head. Cum and drool are coming out of her mouth. Cum is running from her pussy and asshole. Every few seconds she moans and her hips thrust up. After a few minutes her eyes blink and she opens them. She looks around, sees all of us and smiles. "You OK, baby?" "I think so. How long was I out?" "Just a few minutes. Was that nice of what?" "It was way past nice or what." I pull her to me. "Welcome to paradise, baby." A New Life It was nearly 7 o'clock PM, and I was running late. I had gotten held up at work, and there was no way I could tell them exactly why I had to be home by a certain time. How could I begin to tell them that my Mistress would be expecting me home at exactly seven in order to receive my night's instructions? Not only would I sound pathetic, but I would be disgraced forever in my co-worker's eyes. I pulled into the carport and raced to my apartment. I had roughly fifteen minutes to be prepared for her. I opened the first of the four drawers of lingerie and girlie things that I had been instructed to acquire over the last year. I pulled out the full body, fishnet bodystocking and then stepped back and began to undress. My male persona was systematically pulled off as I removed my tie, my white long sleeve shirt and my trousers. I do, of course, wear panties on a daily basis, per Mistress Purr's instructions. My work panties are always to be full cut and thick with ruffles and bows so as to make my ass look fuller and to create odd bulges in places that men would not have such lumps causing those around me to question what exactly is happening under my clothes. Thus far, no one has noticed, or at least hasn't had the guts to ask. I pulled my frilly pink and white panties off and sat on the bed as I began to slide the fishnet body stocking up my long, hairless legs. Being completely hairless was a stipulation of her keeping my secret to herself. I was allowed to keep my eyebrows but have to have them shaped regularly. She also required that I grow my own hair out naturally, and it is now just below my shoulders and I am forced to wear it in a ponytail at work. The bodystocking was crotchless and my...clit she calls it...slid through the hole as I pulled the rest of the suit up over my body. I'm not in the best of shape, but the black fishnet somehow masks that a little despite it clinging to every curve of my body. Or maybe I just hope that it does that. I stood and pulled the mesh suit around, making sure it was situated on my body properly. Once I was happy with the result I reached back into the drawers for the pink and black panties with the bows on the sides that had long ribbons that fell down my long legs. The pink and black outfit I had been told to wear tonight was something that she called sissy chic. Classy black mixed with sissy pink that flashed like lighting against the dark black. I caught myself wiggling my hips as I slid the panties up my legs and past my thighs. Mistress told me I would end up acting girlie in ways I'd never have considered, and it seems she was right. My gyrating accomplished the task of fitting the tight satin and lace panties to my ass, and I shook my head just a bit to clear the wave of sissy silliness that seemed to be trying to overcome my senses. I returned the drawers and opened the second from the top. Inside was a steel boned corset as black as the night. It was something I had come to love as much as I hated it. It pulled my ample waist into an hourglass shape and pushed my chest upwards, allowing my plump A cup breasts to rest squarely on top of the corset giving me a very obvious set of titties, as she called them. I had to learn to lace the device myself, as she was not available to lace it for me at all times. So I had been made to find lacing tutorials online and learn how to pull myself into it to the utmost. Sexy curves are what the world wants to see, she told me, so now I take about ten minutes to properly adjust the laces and pull my male body into the form of a buxom girl. I hook the laces to the doorknob and step back which helps keep it all tight as I pull and adjust the laces from top to bottom and allow myself to be squished in the middle in order to become a more presentable sissy toy. With the corset pulled tight as I can make it myself, I looked at the clock and saw I had about five minutes before I had to be ready for Mistress Sally's call on Skype. I rushed back to the top drawer and pulled out a pair of black, opaque thigh high stockings with pink, lace tops and little black bows in front and pink seams down the back. I sat on the bed once more and pulled the stockings up slowly as I had been shown. The stocking tops were then flattened and pulled up high enough for the garters that dangled from my corset to grab hold and keep them in place. I knew I didn't have enough time to do my make up properly, so I focused on being dressed and prayed that she would understand my delay. I went into my closet and pulled out the pink stiletto high heels with the ankle straps that had optional locks if she ever decided to really put me in a fix during my travels for work or one of my visits to her house for a weekend. Heels, stockings, garters, panties corset and body stocking all in place. I was having a difficult time taking breaths, and one of these days I'll remember to put my heels on before my corset. It's nearly impossible to buckle the ankle straps when you can't bend over easily. Sissy basics, but I still mess that part up almost every time. My nipples rubbed across the fishnet across my chest and poked through the holes now and then. It was intensely frustrating, as Mistress had gone to great lengths to make sure my nipples became super sensitive and particularly perky, too, which makes work difficult when those little things decide to get excited as they brush against my shirt. I thought that if I were to arrive on Skype dressed and with my nipples adorned with those harsh, metal alligator style clamps already in place that she may have some mercy on me for not having the makeup done. While I dread the metal teeth biting into my soft, sensitive nipples, it was well worth it if it meant she would continue to keep my secret and not punish me too severely. I reached into the lowest drawer and saw all the torture/pleasure devices I had been made to buy. Nipple clamps, collars and leashes, various sizes of ball gags and dildos. This was a treasure chest filled with leather, silicone, plastic and fur, and to be honest, it made me horny every time I opened it. I saw exactly what I wanted and grabbed the clamps with black puff balls that hung from little chains from the clamps themselves. I pinched the ends of the clamps that opened like clothes pins, and settled the ends over my right nipple. I let the metal bite down into the midway point of my nipple and heard myself gasp out lout. That told me they were in the right place and I duplicated the effort on my left nipple. The puff balls dangled in front of my body and swayed back and forth as I walked through my apartment. It was seven o'clock. I sat the my laptop and brushed my long brown hair into a pair of pigtails that popped up from the upper sides of my head and fell on each side of my face, framing it perfectly. The pink hair ties completed the matching outfit and I heard the now ominous sound of Skype as Mistress called. I took a breath knowing full well she would not be happy with me out of makeup, but not answering was not an option, and would garner far more wrath that I was willing to risk. As I grabbed the mouse and moved the cursor to the accept call button, I started to think to myself about just how I got here. How did I, a grown man, end up being the Barbie doll for a woman who loved little more than turning men into entertainment for not only herself, but for the entertainment of the world wide web as well? How did I get myself into this mess? A New Life To Be Continued... * * * * * Please e-mail me and let me know if you like this story. I have other chapters that i will edit and post. A New Life Hope you enjoy this yarn. Please vote and feedback is appreciated. Ricky Jackson didn’t much like his life. His dad was an out of work drunk. His mom couldn’t seem to do anything about it and stayed with her husband because she had nowhere else to go. She cared for Ricky and tried to do as much for him as possible but his dad was such a loser that there was often no money for anything nice. The old man poured all the money he had down his throat in the form of gin. Bob Jackson also liked to beat his wife. It would infuriate Ricky when this happened but he also felt helpless to do anything. He had never stood up to his dad about anything. Sometimes he would come home and find his mom crying with her face all puffy and red where the old man had smacked her. He wanted to confront his dad but his mom didn’t want Ricky to do anything drastic to make his dad leave so things just continued as they were. Ricky got a job at the local video store just for some spending money. He was able to work nights and weekends but the pay was so low he rarely had any money left when the next paycheck rolled around. Basically, Ricky’s life sucked. The only thing he had going for him was that he knew his mom loved him. She would sometimes stash some money away and then treat him to a nice dinner or a small gift. When you don’t have much, the little things matter. He loved her for doing these things and they developed a very close relationship. They loved each other because it was all they had. One day Ricky came home after work and found the downstairs empty. This was unusual because his dad could usually be found passed out in the recliner with the TV on. As he made his way upstairs to his room he was drawn to the light coming through the crack in the door to his parent’s room. He quietly approached and peered inside. Ricky couldn’t believe what he saw. As he looked through the slightly open door he could see his parents in the act. His mom was totally naked on the bed on all fours with her ass pointed in the air. His dad was standing next to the bed with his pants at his ankles and his cock ramming in and out of his mom’s pussy. They were really going at it hard. “I’m almost there, bitch. Take it all,” his dad groaned. “Oh baby, I want more. Keep pumping me,” his mom pleaded. His dad’s only response was to shove into his mom hard and groan. “Ah, shit… that feels great. Take it, baby!!!” With that he pulled his cock out of Ricky’s mom and started to cum all over her back. Ricky watched as his dad’s spunk splashed on her shoulders, her back and all over her ass. When he was finished cumming he fell forward on top of his wife and breathed a contented sigh. “Please baby, I need you to finish me off,” Ricky’s mom pleaded. But his dad just rolled off her and replied, “That’s your problem, bitch. Do it yourself.” He got up off the bed, took off the rest of his clothes and got into bed. As his dad fell asleep Ricky watched as his mom reached between her legs and masturbated. It took some time but he saw her body begin to shake as she climaxed. By this time her husband was fast asleep and she lay down next to him and did likewise. As Ricky retreated to his room he was very aroused. He couldn’t get the thought of his mom twiddling herself to an orgasm out of his mind. When he got to his room he couldn’t help but pull his own dick out and start stroking it. He thought of his mom’s beautiful pussy and soon was shooting cum into the air and down onto his stomach. It was one of the best orgasms he had ever had. The next morning Ricky woke up and went into the bathroom to shower and get ready for school. As he passed his parents room he saw his Dad still sleeping. The asshole still had his pants at his ankles from when he was doing Ricky’s mom last night. “Dickhead!” Ricky muttered to himself as he walked into the bathroom. When he came downstairs his Mom was in the kitchen fixing breakfast. “Good morning, sweetheart. Sleep well?” she asked. “Sure, Mom. Just like a baby.” Ricky replied. “How about you?” “I had trouble getting to sleep. It was one of those nights.” “Honey, I was thinking about you and me going out for dinner tonight. I could use the break from cooking and I don’t think your Dad is going to be around. What do you say?” “Sure, Mom. That would be great. Are you sure we can afford it?” “Oh, yeah. I’ve got some money stashed away just for an occasion like this.” “OK. It’s a date. I’ve got swimming practice after school so I’ll be home around 6:30.” “Great. I’ll plan on getting out of here around 7:00. “I’ve gotta go, Mom. See you tonight.” Ricky said as he grabbed a donut and raced out the door. Ricky couldn’t concentrate too much on his schoolwork all day. He kept daydreaming about what he saw in his parent’s room last night and the fact that he would have his mom all to himself tonight. Finally he finished up with swim practice, showered and headed home. His mom met him at the door all ready to leave. She was dressed in a new outfit. A light blue blouse fit tightly and was unbuttoned showing a little cleavage. Since it was tight, the space between the buttons spread a little allowing Ricky to see the center of her black bra. The skirt was short and also tight. The hem was three inches above her knees and showed the beginning of the curve of her thigh. “Wow! You look great, Mom.” “Thanks, baby. I’m ready to so why don’t we get out of here,” she said. “But I wanted to get a little more dressed up,” Ricky replied. “You look just fine. Besides, we’re not really going anywhere fancy.” Ricky put his book bag down and took the keys from her hand and headed for the car. He wanted to be a gentleman so he opened the passenger door for her. When she sat down he could see that her short skirt rode up her thighs as she spread her legs to get in the car. For a brief moment he could see the crotch of her pantyhose. As he shut the door and went around to the driver side he struggled to keep his growing member down. Luckily, when he got in his seat his Mom had arranged herself so that the skirt was just above the knees. Ricky was relieved and started the car and drove away. They arrived at the restaurant, parked the car and walked to the front door. Ricky followed his Mom and had a good chance to check her out. Doris Jackson was a 48-year-old woman who had a tough life but kept herself up nicely. She was a little broad in the hips but Ricky found that exciting. Her long, thin legs were her best feature and Ricky thought she looked great when she wore hose like tonight. Her breasts weren’t the largest but were nicely rounded. Ricky had checked out her bra in the laundry once and knew she was a 34B. Her brunette hair was long and she kept it in a ponytail most of the time. They had a nice dinner and Doris seemed to relax and enjoy herself. They finished about 9:30 and got back in the car. “Do we have to go home right away?” Doris asked. “I was kind of tired and I have an early swim practice in the morning,” Ricky replied. “I was just hoping to stay out long enough for your father to go to be before we got home. It’s OK. We can just go home if you like.” “Don’t worry about it, Mom. He’ll probably be passed out by the time we get there anyway.” “OK,” she replied. “You’re probably right.” They drove home and Ricky pulled the car into the driveway. Things seemed so nice to Ricky. He had a nice dinner with his mom and they were both relaxed and feeling good. He opened the door for her and helped her out of the car. They walked up to the door with her arm in his. As Ricky opened the door he heard a crash inside that sounded like a smashed glass. Ricky pushed the door open and peered inside. What he saw disgusted him. His father was in the living room wearing only an oxford shirt and his socks. Ricky could tell he was really drunk because he was swaying as he stood. His dad pulled a ceramic box off a shelf of the bookcase, looked inside, cursed and threw the box on the floor breaking it. “Shit,” he said. “Where the fuck does she keep it?” When Doris heard the box break, she pushed past Ricky and entered the room. “What do you think you’re doing,” she asked her husband. He turned around to face them. “Well, here’s the happy couple. Where have you two been and why are you looking like a slut?” “Don’t you talk to me like that. Besides, you’ve got a lot of room to talk. You look like some homeless drunk standing there with your dick hanging out.” “Fuck you! I’m trying to find your money stash. I need another bottle of gin.” He turned around and grabbed another box from the shelf, looked inside and was ready to throw it down when Doris screamed. “Don’t you fucking dare, you bastard.” She lunged for the box but her husband was too strong. He pushed her away with his free hand and she fell down on the couch. At this point, Ricky had seen enough. “Leave her alone, you asshole.” He lunged at his father who was moving to strike his mother. His father, sensing Ricky’s move tried to lash out at him. The elder man’s age and inebriated state worked against him. Ricky was just too fast. In a fit of rage, Ricky grabbed his dad by the shirt collar, jerked him around and smashed his fist into his jaw. Doris watched her husband stagger back and trip over an ottoman. As he fell his head struck the edge of the coffee table with such force that a piece of wood broke off. With a grunt, the he slumped to the floor unconscious. “Oh my god, Ricky. Is he dead?” Ricky went over the comatose form and touched his neck under the jaw line. He felt a pulse and bent down to listen to his chest. His dad was breathing. “Too bad, he’ll live.” His mother sat back on the couch, put her face in her hands and started to cry. After years of abuse the emotions of the moment burst out. Ricky came and sat next to her on the couch. He put his arm around her and pulled her to him. Her head rested on his shoulder. “Please don’t cry, Mom. Everything is going to be all right. I promise.” “I don’t know what I’m going to do,” she said between sobs. “I just can’t live like this any more.” She pressed her body against her son. Ricky rubbed her shoulder with his right hand and placed his left hand on her leg. He felt her breasts pressing into his chest. He also felt a stirring between his legs. He was comforting his mom and getting incredibly turned on by her body. He rubbed her leg and her skirt moved up her thigh. As he continued rubbing, her skirt continued to rise up her leg. After a few minutes he could see the white of her panties at the top of her thighs. His cock was fully engorged at this point. Doris continued to weep into her son’s shoulder. “What a great kid,” she thought. I really need him now. As she stopped crying she let her hand fall down from his neck and rubbed his chest. Without thinking about it she let her hand drop down and rest in his lap. “Oh, my” she whispered feeling Ricky’s hard member. She pulled back from his shoulder and looked up into his eyes. His eyes were clouded with lust. She was drawn to him by some irresistible force and leaned up to kiss him. Their lips met and the passion erupted. Their tongues met and they explored each other’s mouths. Ricky couldn’t control himself. He knew this was wrong but he continued to fondle his mother’s body. He reached up and slipped his hand inside her blouse and grabbed her breast. She let out a moan and he started to massage it. He unbuttoned her blouse and her chest was completely exposed to him. He bent his head down, pulled down on her bra and closed his mouth over her nipple. Doris held his head in her hands and pressed him into her bosom. It felt glorious and she didn’t want it to stop. Her nipple was growing rapidly and Ricky held it in his mouth and flicked it with his tongue. Fully engorged, he couldn’t believe how long it was. It was like a penis it was so fat and long. As he suckled he started to probe between her legs with his left hand. He pulled her skirt all the way up to expose her panties covered by pantyhose. He reached inside the waistband and pushed his hand down to caress her pussy. His fingers moved down and he could feel the slit between her legs. He could also feel the moisture leaking out of her pussy. He now knew how excited his mom was. “Oh, Ricky. This is wrong. We have to stop.” Doris pushed her son off her and moved away on the couch. Ricky looked at her with her skirt at her hips and her blouse open with one breast hanging out of her bra. “Please mom. Let me make you feel good. I know you need to feel good.” Doris hid her face in her hands but did nothing to cover herself. “This is so wrong. We really must stop.” Ricky heard what she was saying but her body told him a different story. Her nipples were sticking out like pencil erasers. He could also see the wet spot between her legs. Ricky reached over and rubbed her pussy through her panties and hose. Doris moaned with her face still in her hands. Her legs spread open to give her son more access. “Oh, my god. I do need it.” Ricky nudged her so she leaned back against the couch and knelt down between her legs. He reached up, grabbed the waistband of her pantyhose and pulled them down as his mom lifted her ass off the couch. He peeled the hose down her calves and off her feet. He then turned his attention to her panties. He pulled them down as his mom lifted her ass again. He pulled them off and looked up to see her naked pussy. A thick mat of hair covered it and he could see the juice leaking out between the lips. He bent down and licked up some of that juice. “Mmmmmm. That’s it, baby.” Ricky used his fingers to spread her cunt lips. He now looked straight into the canal from which he was born 18 years ago. It was the most beautiful thing he ever saw. Filled with lust he used his tongue to massage the whole are between her legs. He licked up the outside of her cunt lips on one side and down the other. He slipped his tongue inside and probed her pussy with it. His mom moaned and began to hump his face. Ricky began to use his tongue like a cock. Pushing in and out he was driving his mom wild. She was humping his face and juice was pouring out of her cunt. Ricky didn’t want it to be so fast. He pulled back and sat looking at Doris. She begged him, “Please don’t stop. It feels too good.” He reached up and grasped the front closure of her bra. He snapped it open and her breasts popped free. Her tits were round and smallish and topped by those very long nipples. She was so turned on they were both sticking out at least ¾ inch. He grabbed each one between his thumb and forefinger and pulled them. He knew she liked it by her moaning. He pulled and stretched them like a rubber band until they popped out of his fingers. He watched them snap back and wiggle around. Grasping her mounds in the palm of his hands he massaged them and grabbed the nipples again with his fingers and repeated the stretch. This time he held them extended and bent forward to tongue her pussy some more. He found her clit and moved his tongue to the nub. “Oh, fuck!” His mom started to shake. He looked up from between her legs and looked at her nipples stretched to the limit. He looked between her tits and saw her face contorted in passion. He sucked her clit into his mouth. He continued to work on her nipples and her cunt at the same time. Pulling. Stretching. Sucking. Licking. “Jesus fucking Christ. I’m going to cum.” “Not yet,” Ricky thought. He pulled away from her pussy and massaged her tummy. “Please don’t stop!” “I want this to last for you. I want it to be your best cum ever.” “It already is, baby!” Her head was back and her eyes were closed. Drool was leaking out the sides of her mouth. Ricky went back to work on her cunt. He sucked on her pussy lips. As he sucked them into his mouth he stretched them and let them go just like he did with her nipples. He licked all around the area including her asshole. His mom was now grunting and humping her crotch into his face. “Unhh….Unhh…..Unhh……Unhh…..Unhh!!!!!!!!!” He slipped two fingers into her pussy. She was beginning to leak a lot of pussy juice so it was very slippery. Then he shoved a third digit into the void. As he did this he took her clit back into his mouth and began to fuck it with his mouth. Sucking on it and stimulating it with his tongue. She grabbed her legs behind the knees and was humping his face like she was riding a horse. He knew she was close so he decided to let her cum now. Suddenly, she let out a loud scream and started to orgasm like never before in her life. Ricky was a little unprepared for the amount of juice spilling from her pussy. It was almost like she was peeing. Ricky continued to flick her clit with his tongue. His mom continued to orgasm for what seemed like forever. As she began to relax she looked between her legs and saw her son looking at her with his face covered by her orgasmic secretions. He was smiling and she had never felt so good. Ricky got up on the couch and held his mother in his arms. She was still breathing hard from her orgasm and she cuddled up against him like a baby. It was then that she noticed her husband still out cold on the floor. Ricky noticed her looking at his dad. “Fuck him!” Ricky spit out. “We don’t need him any more.” “You’re right, baby. I’m done with him,” she replied. “Do you think he’ll be out for awhile?” “Yeah. With the combination of the booze and the knock on the head, he’ll be out until morning.” “Good,” she whispered and nuzzled Ricky’s neck. “Come on, baby, let’s go to my room.” She stood up and her skirt fell back into place and her blouse and bra flapped open. She grabbed Ricky by the hand and let him up the stairs. Ricky couldn’t believe what was happening. His mom was half naked and leading him up to her bedroom. He still had a raging hard on and figured he was going to get to use it with the only woman in the world her truly loved. When they reached the bedroom, Doris closed the door behind them. As she walked to the bed she let her blouse and bra fall off her shoulders. She then unsnapped her skirt and let it fall around her feet. She stood before Ricky with nothing on but her high-heeled shoes. She turned and sat on the edge of the bed and pulled Ricky so that he stood between her knees. She reached up and started to rub his belly under his shirt. He unbuttoned the shirt and let it fall on the floor behind him. His mom then pulled him close to her and buried her face into his belly. She began to kiss him all over his lower torso. As she did this she unbuckled his belt, unsnapped the pants and pulled his zipper down. His pants fell in a puddle around his feet and she gazed at his cock straining to get out of his briefs. She reached out and grabbed it through his underwear. “Oh, my. This is impressive,” she said as she massaged his member. She bent her head and molded her mouth around the length of his cock through the fabric. He could feel his underwear getting wet from the saliva in her mouth. She then reached up and pulled the waistband of his briefs over the head of his 8” monster and pulled them down so they were lying on top of his pants at his feet. She then returned her attention to mouthing his manhood. She grasped it by the base and started to lick the head like a Popsicle. He was leaking precum like a faucet. “Mmmmmmm. I love this part,” she said as she slurped up the liquid. “Oh, mom. I can’t believe how good this feels” “It’s going to feel even better soon, baby.” She then opened her mouth and he watched his cock disappear into it. She wrapped her lips around his member and started to feed it towards her throat. When she felt the head press against the back of her throat she reached around him, grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him into her. He could feel his cock begin to inch down her throat. A New Life Ricky had been with a number of girls who he thought were good at giving blow jobs but none of them had been able to take all of him. He figured he was just too big. He looked down and watched as his entire cock disappeared into his mother’s mouth. Finally, her lips were smashed up against his pubic hair and she slowly started to withdraw from him. As his cock started to reappear he could see it glistening with her saliva. She got back up to the head and pulled off him. As she looked up at him and a thin line of spittle stretched from the bulbous head to her top lip. She flicked her tongue and licked it back into her mouth. She looked up at Ricky and smiled. “I’m going to take my time with you just like you did for me,” she said. Ricky was in heaven. She pulled him forward into her mouth and went straight down to the base and back up again. She held the head in her mouth and massaged it with her tongue. She then pulled him into her again. This time she stopped at the bottom. Ricky could see his member filling her throat as his mom tried to swallow. The action of her throat muscles against his cock made him even harder. She pulled back again and went right down immediately. This time she did something that blew his mind. With his cock lodged all the way in her throat she stretched her mouth open and brought her tongue out to lick his balls. Ricky didn’t know something like that was even possible, let alone that his mom would be able to do it. She continued to lick his balls and slowly pulled back off him. As his cock came out of her mouth she vigorously licked the underside. By this time his cock was dripping wet with spit and mucous. When the head popped out of her mouth a huge glob of stringy spittle dripped off his cock and landed on her chest right between her breasts. Ricky reached down and massaged the moisture into her tits paying special attention to rubbing her nipples. She didn’t wait long before she started down on his cock again. Ricky didn’t know how much longer he was going to be able to take this. His mom sensed his urgency and pulled him by the ass so his cock was thrusting in and out of her mouth at a faster pace. “Oh, fuck, Mom. Let me fuck your throat.” He took her head in his hands and took over the thrusting on his own. He was now pumping his rock hard cock in and out of his mother’s throat with force. Each time he pushed into her he could hear the air rush out her nose and when he pulled it out she breathed in and air rushed in her nose. She really knew how to do this like a pro. As he fucked her throat her felt his balls start to tighten. He was almost there and with one last hard thrust, he pushed his cock into her mouth and held her face against his pubic area. He could feel the cum running up the length of his dick and explode out the end. Even though his mom knew it was coming, she was unprepared for the force of his ejaculation. The sperm rushed into her throat and she gagged. She had been through this before and she realized that if she just kept her throat muscled relaxed the fluid would just rush down her esophagus and into her belly. Ricky continued to pump his love seed into her throat and she just let it slide down. Finally he slowed down to the last couple of spurts and she was able to pull back and let his cock slide out of her mouth. As it exited it was covered by cum and saliva that dripped down on his balls. When it was completely out of her mouth she proceeded to lick all the juices off his cock and balls. Ricky was so wasted that her fell onto the bed on his side as she continued to clean up all around his crotch. She even went so far as to lick that area between his balls and his asshole. She eyed the wrinkled opening to his anus and decided that she would visit this area later tonight. Two hours later Ricky woke up next to his mom. He was lying on his side and she was spooned up against him with her ass in his crotch. His arm was draped over her side and he started to massage her abdomen. As he nuzzled her neck and continued to rub her belly her heard her moan. Ricky took this as a good sign and his hand wandered down towards her crotch. As he reached her pubic area she lifted one knee off the bed to give him easier access to her pussy. He slipped his middle finger along her slit and found her clit. As he rubbed it he could feel it growing. It was almost like a cock in that it grew larger as she got more excited. Ricky decided he wanted to taste her again. He got up on his knees and looked down on his mom. He saw her chest heaving as she got more excited. He saw her nipples grow just like her clit had done. He knew his mom was on the way to another orgasm and he wanted it to be the best yet. He laid back down on the bed behind her with his face in her ass and his arm around her waist. She still had one knee raised so her leg was off the bed and he had easy access to her pussy region. He could smell her aroma and started to lick the area at the bottom of her pussy. He then licked down to her asshole and gave it a bath with his tongue. As he did this he inserted his nose into her pussy hole. “Mmmmmm….. So good,” she moaned. Ricky continued to lick her asshole and reached around and rubbed his mom’s clit. After he rubbed it to get it stimulated he slipped the finger into her pussy. At the same time he pushed his tongue into her anus. At first her ass was very tight but he felt the sphincter muscle relax and he pushed his tongue further into her ass. He then slipped a second finger into her pussy. And then a third. The whole time he fucked her ass with his tongue. Doris began to moan and started to shake. Ricky knew she wasn’t far from coming so he started to alternate his hand thrusts with a stab into her ass by his tongue. Her cunt started to leak fluid and his mom cried out, “Fuck me….. Oh, God…. Fuck me!!!!!!” Ricky reached up with his free hand and slipped two fingers into her ass in place of his tongue. There was so much juiced pouring out of her pussy that he had no problem putting in a third finger. At this point, he had three fingers in her pussy and three in her ass. She was really starting to cum and Ricky thought the time was right. He pulled his fingers out of his mom’s holes and got up on his knees. She was still on her side with one leg in the air. He straddled her other leg and place the head of his cock against her puckered hole. “Yes, baby. Fuck Mommy’s ass! Fuck me hard, Ricky!!!” Doris cried as she reached down with her hand and spread her ass cheeks apart. Ricky eased the tip of his raging member against her hole and slowly pushed. His mom’s asshole resisted at first but after some pressure he felt it start to open. Suddenly, the head popped into her hole as her sphincter muscle closed around his cock and squeezed. As he invaded her, she responded. “Unhhhhhh…. fuck me now!!!!!” He couldn’t believe how tight she was. Ricky had never been inside a woman’s asshole before and he wanted to enjoy it. He also wanted his mom to enjoy it. As he slowly pushed his cock inside her he pushed her leg so her knee was near her head. He then played with her clit as he watched his member slowly slide into her tight butt hole. At this point his mom was leaking juice out of her pussy and it was adding lubrication to his cock as it entered her. Slowly he pushed until his belly was mashed against her ass and he was fully inside her. He then pulled out just as slowly until just the head was inside her anal passage. At this point he began a steady pumping motion. In and out he pumped. Each time he pushed into her she grunted. Doris continued to spread her asscheeks to give him the best access to invade her. She had taken Ricky’s dad in the ass before but he never seemed to care about her pleasure. He just shoved it in and fucked her until he came. She couldn’t believe how great it felt with someone who cared about her feelings. She had never cum from an ass fuck before but she was on the verge now. Her pussy was flowing which lubricated the whole area between her legs and made the whole experience exquisite. Ricky was pumping into her faster and faster and she knew he would come soon. “I’m cummmmmming, baby. Fuck my ass harder…… Harder……..HARDER, BABY!” They were both cumming. Ricky continued to pump as he felt his ball tingle and his cock got harder and larger. Doris’ pussy was pouring juice onto his cock and her asshole. In a mutual release of ecstasy they groaned together. Ricky pulled his cock out of her hole and pointed it toward her ass. She was so well fucked and relaxed that her asshole remained wide open and he blasted his semen into her hole and on her asscheeks. He continued to shoot his cum as she grabbed his cock and pulled him towards her face. He moved up the bed and continued to orgasm as she pulled his cock to her lips and opened her mouth. The last few spurts of cum entered her mouth and also covered her lips and chin. She then proceeded to lick him until he was clean and his cock was glistening with her saliva. He sat back on his haunches and observed his mom. She had that well fucked appearance. Covered with his cum, her pubic area was also soaked with her own juices. She smiled at him with white sticky juice on her lips. Her tongue snaked out to lick up what she could. “You are incredible,” she whispered. “You’re not so bad yourself,” he replied. He then lay down next to her and they both fell into a contented sleep. ------------ When Ricky woke up he was alone in his Mom’s bed. He heard the shower running in the bathroom and decided to use his own bathroom to clean up. He was already naked so he just walked into his bathroom and stepped in the shower. The hot water felt great. He took a long, hot shower as he thought about what happened last night. What would the future hold after he had sex with his mom? He didn’t know what would happen but he did know that his life would never be the same. He got out of the shower, dried off and put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. He then walked downstairs. As he walked into the living room he saw that his dad was still passed out on the floor. Just looking at him caused Ricky’s blood to boil. “How could he treat a great lady like Mom like he does,” he thought. All of a sudden, Ricky snapped. He grabbed his dad by the shirt and pulled him to a sitting position. He slapped the old man across the face and yelled at him. “Get the fuck up, you son of a bitch!” Bob Jackson shook his head and slowly opened his eyes. “What’s up, kid?” he asked. “I’ll tell you what’s up. I want you out of here. I’m sick and tired of how you treat Mom and how all you do is get drunk and break shit. Get lost.” The old man shook his head in an effort to clear his brain. “Who the fuck do you think you are? You can’t tell me to get out. It’s not your house.” “No, but it is my house.” They both turned around to see Doris Jackson standing in the doorway holding a suitcase. “I took the liberty of packing up everything you own.” She threw the suitcase and it landed on her husband’s legs. “You can see that it isn’t much.” “I want you out, too” she said. “I’ve had enough of your abuse so get out and don’t come back.” Bob couldn’t believe what he was hearing. They couldn’t talk to him like this. “You can’t do this to me. Neither one of you had the guts to throw me out!” “I’ll show you who has the guts,” Ricky said. He then grabbed his dad by the shirt, yanked him to his feet and pushed him towards the front door. Bob looked at his wife as if to ask, “You won’t let this happen. You need me” Doris knew what that look meant yet her resolve was strong. “Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out, you fucker!” she hissed at him. With that, Ricky opened the door, pushed the old man out and threw his suitcase after him. He then slammed the front door shut. He turned and looked at his mom. Doris walked over to the couch, sat down and put her face in her hands. Ricky noticed her shoulders bob up and down and he could tell she was crying. He didn’t understand what was wrong with her. As far as he was concerned, the sight of his father walking out the door was the best thing that could happen. He went to her and sat beside her with his arm around her shoulders. “Don’t cry, Mom. We’re much better off without him.” “I know, baby. It’s just that I can’t believe he’s gone after all these years. I don’t know what we’re going to do. How will we manage on our own?” “We’ll be fine. He drank down more money than he brought into the house. I’ll get a job working more hours and I can help manage the house. Please don’t cry. It’ll be fine. You’ll see.” Doris looked up into his eyes and she knew he was right. Things would be just fine. “Come on, baby. Let me fix you some breakfast. You must be starved.” “As a matter of fact, I am,” he replied. “That sounds great.” She got up and walked into the kitchen. Ricky’s eyes followed her and admired the way her ass moved against the satin nightgown she wore. He followed her into the kitchen and sat down at the table to watch her prepare his breakfast. He could tell she wasn’t wearing anything under the nightgown. The way her breasts swung around when she moved. There was no panty line when she bent over to get a pan out of the lower drawer. He was mesmerized. He couldn’t believe that only a few hours ago he was fucking her in the ass. She was his mom, for Christ’s sake. As Doris moved around the kitchen she could feel her son’s eyes on her. It made her feel alive for the first time in a long time. She couldn’t remember the last time someone looked at her with longing. Her husband used to look at her like that but lately all he wanted was to get himself off. The way her son made love to her last night it was apparent that he cared as much about her pleasure as he did his own. She had never had sex like that and she wanted more. She put two plates on the table and sat down to ear with her new lover. They made small talk about how they would make it without Bob around and finished breakfast quickly. Doris got up and placed the dirty dishes in the sink. As she did this Ricky came up behind her and hugged her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into him. He kissed the back of her neck and rubbed her belly with his hands. “Last night was the best night I ever had,” he whispered in her ear. “Me too, son. We have to be careful, but I need you so badly.” “I love you, Mom.” With that he reached up and massaged her breasts. He could feel her nipples getting hard. He didn’t realize before how big they got. He just loved the feel of her tits when she got excited. Doris laid her head back so it rested on his shoulder. She just let him have his way with her body. He reached down and grabbed her nightgown and pulled it up over her head. As he let it fall on the floor she turned and they embraced in a passionate kiss. Their tongues searching for the other as their lips melted together. Doris grabbed his t-shirt and ripped it up over his head. Ricky stood there unable to move as she kissed her way down his chest and past his belly. She unbuttoned his shorts and they fell to the floor. They were now both stark naked and filled with lust. She got on her knees and rubbed his cock all over her face. It was leaking precum and she smeared it all over her cheeks and chin. She stuck her tongue out and licked up and down his shaft. Ricky looked down upon the sight of his naked mother mouthing his raging hard-on. He had to be inside her. He stumbled back and sat down in a chair. He pulled her to him and she straddled his lap. He felt between her legs and he could tell she wanted it as much as he did. She was already leaking fluid like a broken faucet. He probed her with his fingers and pressed his palm against her clit. She moaned and said, “Please put your cock in me. I need it now.” She began to slowly sit down. Ricky positioned the head of his cock at the opening of her love canal and she slowly sank down until she rested in his lap. “Oh, god. Mom, you feel so fucking great!” She felt so much joy she couldn’t respond other that to start to rock back and forth, impaled by his rock hard member. “Oh, fuck, yeah. Do it, baby. Rock that ass on my cock.” She started to pick up the pace and continued to rock back and forth on his lap. As she did this her tits bounced up and down. Ricky was mesmerized by the sight of them swaying in front of him. The more she rocked, the more they bounced. Then they started to move sideways. They began to quiver as they bounced off each other. She was really going wild now and loved the feel of her tits bouncing around. Ricky couldn’t take it any more and he grabbed each one in his hands. He used her tits to take control of her actions. As he yanked up and down on them, she bounced up and down on his cock. He found that he could slow her down and speed her up just by moving her around by her tits. As he controlled her movements, he squeezed her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He leaned forward and licked them and tried to put both in his mouth at the same time. “Oh, my god. That feels so fucking gooooood. Don’t stop. Grab my tits. Suck my nipples. Harder! Harder! Fuck me!!!!!” He decided that he wanted to suck as much of her tit into his mouth as possible. He let go with his hands and started to suck. He could feel the nipple in his mouth as he sucked more and more of her tit in. He got almost half of it in and he sucked real hard. At the same time he pulled his head back and yanked on her titty with his mouth. At the same time he grabbed her by the waist and pushed. As she moved her upper body away from him her tit popped out of his mouth with a loud “POP!” The whole end of her tit was red as if he had given her a huge hickey. She loved the sensation and started to hump her son with abandon. He caught her other tit with his mouth and did the same thing. “POP!!!” She bounced up and down furiously. At the top of her bounce her tits would rise and almost hit her in the chin. On the bottom they would press down against her belly. Ricky had never seen anything so erotic. “Fuck me, Mom. Fuck your baby until I cum inside you.” “Cum for me, baby. Cum for momma.” They continued like this for several more minutes. Tits slapping up and down. Cock slamming up into pussy. It was the best sex either had ever experienced. Doris decided to try something else. She stopped briefly to stand up, turn around and sit back down on his cock facing away from him. She leaned forward and rested her hands on his knees. This way he could grab her by the ass and control the action. He could use her to fuck himself with her pussy. This way would also put the maximum pressure on her clit by his hard young cock. He grabbed her by the hips and started pumping. He looked down and saw his cock plunging in and out of his mom’s pussy. He could also see the sweet asshole he had reamed last night. He reached around with his thumbs and pulled her ass cheeks apart. He could see her puckered brown hole widen. He could actually see inside her anus it opened so wide. As she rode her pussy up and down on his cock, he could see the motion through the gaping hole of her ass. She was grunting with each thrust. One time she came up so far that his cock came out of her pussy and rammed back in as she came down. The next time this happened he pushed her forward a little so when she came down he thrust into her ass all the way. They were both leaking so much fluid that there was no problem with lubrication. They were both so far lost in lust that it wouldn’t have mattered anyway. After a few thrusts in her ass he pulled out and pulled her back so that he entered her pussy again. This went on for several minutes. In and out. Pussy, ass. “I’m cummmmming. You motherfuckerrrrrr!!!! Fuck me, Ricky.” A New Life “Aaaaarrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhh!!!!!! Take it you bitch,” Ricky yelled as he blasted cum into her pussy. They both continued with their orgasms for what seemed like forever. He came so much that it began to leak out of her pussy and mix with her juices all over his cock and balls and down between his thighs. “I have to taste you, son,” Doris said. She got up off his lap and fell to her knees in front of him and took his cock in her mouth. She cleaned him up and licked down to do the same for his balls. As she took each one into her mouth she noticed that he was still hard. She told him to get up and sit on the table. He did just that and she pushed him back so he lay down. She then went to work on his cock again. As she went down to work on his balls again she continued on and licked the taint between his balls and asshole. She lifted his legs in the air and pushed his knees back against his chest. This exposed his anus to her prying eyes and probing tongue. “You made me feel so good back there, I want to return the favor.” She then placed her lips on his anus and sucked it clean. With her lips still sucking she stuck her tongue into the opening and probed his sphincter. She continued to fuck his asshole with her tongue as she stroked his cock with her fist. As she stroked down on his cock, she went in with her tongue. When she came out with her tongue, she stroked up on his cock. The double action was having an effect on him. “I’m going to cum again soon, Mom.” “Cum, baby. Cum all over Mommy.” She then replaced her tongue with her middle finger as she continued to pump his cock up and down. It wasn’t long before he felt his balls tighten and his semen began to travel through his hard cock. The first blast his her in the face. She opened her mouth and caught most of the second blast with her tongue. She pointed his cock at her chest and caught the last two blasts on her tits. The last one dribbled down her breast and dripped off her nipple. She reached down and rubbed his juice all over her body. He was so wasted he couldn’t move. She lay down on top of him and they snuggled up against each other. “I know we’ll be fine, dear. Just promise me one thing,” she asked. “Anything, Mom.” “Promise you’ll always love me and take care of me when I need you.” “I promise.” They both fell asleep dreaming of a bright future. A New Life Maybe this is just another story in the big city. Compared to the fame and fortune of the other eight million residents, I'm a drop of spit on the sidewalk, but it's my tale. Life was five days of a crappy job and then two days of a crappy weekend. I was 27 years old at the time, already divorced, and living in the midst of daily self-immolation. We divorced a year ago and I was finally coming back into the world. Not even angry anymore, I was kind of just dull and listless. No kids, no alimony, and being cut loose into the world again was supposed to a liberating moment, but the truth is that you can't go back and I didn't know how to go forward. Saturday night rolled around and no longer able to stand the four walls of boredom in my dingy apartment, I decided to troll the bars. I enjoy a good draft after work but the Saturday night meat market was not my usual idea of a good time. Nonetheless, come midnight I found myself in another anonymous bar buying drinks for a woman who I guessed was in her mid thirties. Meg was thin, really too thin, with dirty blonde hair and a low cut blouse that gave a flash of cleavage. She smiled and, more to the point, she talked to me. It may have been meaningless banter but at the time just talking to a woman felt good again. We ended up going to her place. "Why aren't you in bed, you little bitch," my drunken date yelled as we walked in. I peered over Meg's bony shoulder and caught a glimpse of a teenager in the hallway. Thin like her mom but with her face in the shadow, she quickly slipped into her room without saying a word and shut the door. "Com'on," Meg slurred and my "date" led me to the other bedroom. I closed the door behind us and a weak lamp in the corner cast odd shapes across our bodies. She stripped out of her clothes without much noise and struck a pose for me. She gestured for me to take off my clothes while she climbed in the bed. Meg was so skinny that I could count her ribs but she was giving me a 'come hither' smile and spreading her legs. The room was quiet except for our breathing. All my qualms had departed a long time ago because someone wanted me. Her breath smelled of liquor, her lips and skin were cool. She warmed me up with a deep soul kiss, while her hands stroked my neck and back. Meg then kissed down my chest with rapid-fire smacks until she reached my erection. Without any prompting she sucked it into her mouth and began slobbering all over it. I moaned as the sensations traveled up my spine and I knew for sure that it had been a long time. "Let's fuck," Meg suddenly said and she lay on her back and opened her arms to beckon me. That was fast; I hadn't really touched her yet but I was no mood to complain about the lack of foreplay. I reached off the bed and pulled out a condom that I had stuffed in my pocket with high hopes earlier that evening. There was no way I was going to stick my most precious possession in this skank without protection. With my little raincoat on, I pushed Meg's knees up and felt my cock slide into her pussy. Meg began moaning like every bad porno I had watched and then started telling me how big I felt and how good it was. I'm not a fool and after having my penis figuratively cut off at the root by my ex, I just tuned the theatrics out and worked on my own pleasure. I kept thrusting my hips and she kept up the banter, until I told her I was getting close. She grabbed my buns and squeezed me tight into her. That was enough encouragement for me and I let loose a load with a groan of relief while buried up to the hilt. Without fanfare or feeling I disengaged myself and went to the bathroom to cleanup. I stepped back into the room to retrieve my clothes. Meg was laying to one side. She patted the bed and said, "Stay with me tonight. I don't want to sleep alone. Please?" Groggily, I nodded and dropped my pants and shoes. I crawled in bed thinking that I was nice guy after all. The next morning I awoke with a headache, not a bad one considering, and in an empty bed. Reaching down, I scooped up my clothes and dressed myself. I made my way to the facilities and then poked around the little apartment looking for Meg. "She's gone," said the teenager sitting in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal. "Gone?" "Yeah, better check your wallet," she replied. Taking her advice, I opened up the billfold and found it empty. I must of had $150 in there still when we left the bar last night. I was silently kicking myself for being so gullible and praising myself for wearing the condom, the skank. "She's a drug addict, you know," said the girl interrupting my thoughts. "How much did she get?" I told her and she let out a little whistle. "That buys a lot of shit. I won't see her for a week." She said it so matter of fact that I could only stare at her face. For a mother who was an addict and all the crap that goes with it, this girl had a soft face with high cheeks and full lips. Her brown hair lay long and limp down her back and her eyes, which no one could miss, were hard, large and hazel like an owl, just staring and sizing up everything surrounding. "How old are you," I asked curiously even though it was not my business and I did not want to make it my business. "I'm a senior in high school," she answered while evading the answer, "I ain't a whore, a druggie, or a gangbanger. I've got good grades, I'm clean, and I gonna get out of this hellhole." She took a breath, and so did I. Old enough to take care of herself in my book. "Well," I concluded, "Gotta go." Her eyes locked onto mine and pinned me. "Why don't you sit and eat some breakfast. I swear the bowls are clean because I wash the dishes. You look like a nice guy and I'm sorry that mom stole your money. Let me feed you at least." She took a pause. "By the way, my name is not 'little bitch,' it's Katy." There was nothing to eat in my house and my dishes were definitely not clean; so despite the sinking feeling that I was a gullible sap again, I sat. The date on the milk carton hadn't expired yet and I took that as a good sign. After eating, I gave my thanks for breakfast and got up to leave. "Please, don't go. You're not anything like the other guys she brings home and I need someone to stay." "I'll, I'll make it worth your while," she spoke in a soft voice and the pleading underneath was unmistakable. I was not going to be swayed so I stood up to go and Katy arose with me. As I made my way to the door, she blocked my path and I didn't have the heart to push her out of my way. Her hands went for my pants and she fished my cock out of my boxers. Before I could react, I wasn't moving that fast anyway, she was down on her knees and using her tongue, she guided my dick into her mouth. My cock came to attention immediately even though I didn't want it to do that and Katy latched onto it with a vengeance. Butthead that I am, I didn't stop her. She did not seem particularly adept but she made up for it with energy. With her tongue dancing underneath and her hand massaging my exposed dick, My hips rocking to the beat of her hand. With my butt cheeks flexing to her rhythm, I felt the familiar tingle deep in my groin and a morning load rose to the top. I managed to whimper out a cry of warning just as my cock spurt into her throat and then on her lips and face. "Oh, shit," said Katy with a startled look on her face, "I did that." "Yes you did," I said with a forced laugh realizing that I was in deep shit. Thinking frantically I spit out, "Look, just because you gave me a blowjob does not mean there is contract between us, or that I promised to come back." "I know. But, there is plenty more if you will come back," she suggested with her best used car pitch. Tucking my equipment away, I backpedaled and sought a quick exit. Door in hand, I told Katy that I would think about it and would get back to her. I walked out the door refusing to look at her in the face. Feeling confused and a little ashamed as if I had just taken advantage of her, I stalked down the steps to the pavement. The hours ticked by as I walked the streets debating her sweet offer. She may be legal but compared to me, she was just a kid; on the other hand, she had no one else and I was, apparently, her only hope. Making it worse was the fact that I was all alone and had no one or nobody. Finally I came to a course of action with which I could live and not feel guilty, because the bottom line was that I was lonely and adrift. I knocked on Katy's door and her face alighted with hope when she saw my face. I walked in calmly and shut the door behind me smelling boxed Mac & Cheese in the air. My stomach growled and she cocked her head and gave me a smirk. "Here's the deal," I began, "First, what happened this morning should not have. Second, I will spend the night here until your mom returns but no more 'anything' between us. And you cook dinner for us. Fair?" She beamed me a huge smile and hugged me hard, then backed off and told me "sorry." With that we sat down for dinner. After that, ahem, gourmet meal, I figured that I would be buying some food for two as well. Getting up from the table I searched around the apartment and could not find the TV. "Where's the idiot box?" I called out to the kitchen. "Mom hocked it a month ago." "Well, what do you do at night?" Katy shrugged her shoulders and told me she read a book or studied for school. Her answer left me feeling like a Neanderthal because she didn't seem to even miss the television. Her life sucked and she studied. My life hit the skids and I drank beer and stared at commercials with self pity. Truth of the matter was I did have several certifications to study for that would qualify me for better positions and pay, but life had sucked all initiative out of me. They had been hanging over my head for so long that even the boss had stopped mentioning them. We have a word for people like me around this city: "schmuck." So we started a routine. I would walk in the door after work and ask if Meg had returned, and Katy would say "no" and serve me dinner. Then we would clean-up the dinner mess and sit down to study. Afterward I would go to Meg's bedroom and Katy went to hers. On Saturdays we washed the clothes. All was not nearly so routine as I make it appear. I would sit and stare at Katy's figure and imagine her breasts beneath her clothes. They sat up on their own even when Katy did not wear a bra and I could tell when she wasn't wearing one. When she stood at the sink washing the dishes, I could stare without distraction at her hair going down her back and at her butt. She looked a little scrawny but day by day, she began to look pretty; I began to see the natural beauty underneath the stress, and would daydream. Once in awhile I would catch Katy staring at me as well. She would look up from her book and follow my form down the chair. There was a certain sexual tension that gently simmered each evening, but I made damn sure that nothing happened. I would feel a boner starting to rise under the table when her foot accidentally rested on my leg once in a while; yet I kept a straight face and went back to the book. A week passed and then two and three; Meg did not appear. What I thought would be a week at most morphed to something that seemed to have no end. I enjoyed having a meal and someone to talk to after work. I was making headway with my stuff and just generally feeling in better spirits. The end of the month arrived and the rent was due. Even if I could, I was not going to pay two rents. Katy and I sat at the table after dinner and discussed what the next step would be. "She's not coming back," Katy stated flatly. "She's either bloated in a sewer or a 'Jane Doe' down at the morgue. I don't want you to tell me not to give up hope, she's was already walking dead before you showed up. I don't want your fuckin' pity either - you got it?" I nodded; I got it. The fear of abandonment behind her words was easy to sense. I didn't want to leave her anyway; I had realized some time ago that Katy made me feel human again. Either I moved in with her or she moved in with me. "I've got a better apartment in a better neighborhood and you can pick up a bus to your school on the next block." Katy looked at me with such relief in her face. "Give me ten minutes to pack and we can leave this dump," were her exact words as she ran to her room. One battered suitcase and one plastic bag later, we were on our way. Katy was quiet on the bus and she seemed lost in thought. She held her suitcase between her legs and unceremoniously tossed the bag, filled mostly with paperbacks, into my lap. Ow. I carried Katy's stuff, without protest from her much to my surprise, up to my apartment and let us both inside. I ushered Katy in and closed the door behind us. I had tried to clean the place up a little but it was not close to perfect. She took stock of the place and then turned to face me. Tears were streaming down her face. Katy stepped up to me and hugged me. "Thank you," she whispered in my ear, "thank you." She kissed me on the lips and lingered there a moment. The softness of her lips burned through the fog on my brain and I wrapped my arms around her without hesitation and kissed her back welcoming her into my apartment, no, into my life. My cock came to life on its own and stretched tautly up my belly. I didn't want Katy to know; I didn't want her to think that I brought her here to take her, and I tried to pull back from her. She was having none of that and squeezed me tighter. "Is that you I feel down there," she said, wriggling her hips and making things worse. "Yeah." "Good," she finished as she kissed me again and offered me her tongue. Our mouths opened and began to explore each other together. Minutes ticked by, maybe hours for all I know. When I finally broke off from lack of oxygen, I gave her a big, shit-eating grin. With her hand firmly in mine, I dragged her off to the bedroom and she followed close on my heels. Katy hesitated in my bedroom. She looked down at floor, "I'm not my mom, you know, I'm a, a virgin." I picked up her chin with my hand and brought her eyes up to meet to mine. "Yes, you are not your mom, and I thank God for that. I want you, and only you." She smiled shyly and kicked off her shoes. She leapt into the bed and turned over on her back and said: "join me." I knelt by the bed and began removing her blouse. She reached behind and undid her bra and shucked it off. Throwing her shoulder back she thrust out her chest and asked me if I liked what I saw. Two round lovelies topped with brown nipples sticking straight out; my imagination had been a poor substitute for the real thing. I reached out to gently massage them and then leaned forward to kiss and suckle them. As I took her into my mouth her hands came around to cradle my head. I worked my way down to her bellybutton and circled it with my tongue. Reaching for the button on her jeans, Katy took the hint and lifted her hips. She pushed pants and panties to the floor. The odor of her arousal struck my nose and my erection stretched tauter in my pants, but Katy was my concern. I wanted to make this an evening for her to remember. I kissed down to her thighs and trailed my kisses down her groin to her inner thighs. I pinched her labia gently and began to run my tongue up and down those pursed lips. Katy moaned and leaned back opening herself utterly to me. I reached my tongue into her slit and tasted her sweetness for the first time and the smell left me lightheaded. Her eagerness was apparent so I used my tongue to take a tour of her sex from her deepest recesses that I could touch to the nub of her clit. One, two, and finally three flicks of my tongue on her button, Katy clinched into a growling, deep orgasm and thrashed madly on top of the bed spread. Taking a moment to let her catch her breath, I stripped off my clothes and climbed on top of her. Without hesitation she pulled me down and gave me a deep kiss. Impatient and shaking with desire, I eased my cock up to her entrance. I slipped the head just inside her lips and she broke off our kiss and smiled at me. "Ready?" I asked. She answered by reaching down with her hand and grabbing my cock. Feeding me into her drenched pussy, She urged me to push forward until I met resistance. I pushed harder breaking through her hymen and Katy winced. Waiting until she gave me a sign, I took up a fast, impatient pumping in and out of her delicious warmth. After a month of abstinence I was in manner capable of holding back and after a few thrusts I came hard. Katy kept me in place and in the quiet of the moment, the tears began to fall again down her face. I brought up a hand to wipe away her tears and gently asked: "What's the matter?" "I'm so happy," she began, "I've never met anyone like you before." She hesitated. "I love you." Katy did not allow me respond because she reclaimed my lips and thrust her tongue into my mouth. My entire body came to life and my cock grew again inside her pussy. We started pumping our hips against each other taking my cock to the entrance of her pussy and bringing it back until is was fully buried. It was a slow and unhurried pace that gradually grew in intensity until I felt her tremble beneath me and I let loose again, stronger than before, feeling my muscles strain all the way back to my asshole to pump my orgasm. The next morning we untangled ourselves, cleaned up, and got dressed. I dragged Katy down to the beauty shop and got her a real cut. After a trip to the corner pharmacy at her request, we hopped the bus and I blew the rest of my paycheck buying her a new wardrobe, from the neck down to the toes. Katy made me sit on the couch while she modeled her new clothes. The wardrobe and the hair style transformed her from a beaten down ghetto creature into a beautiful woman. I clapped and applauded and as if on cue, Katy began a strip tease down to her new sexy bra and thong. She made her way up to me and reached for my cock that was already feeling cramped in a tight space. "You may not realize," she spoke in a sultry voice, "but Mom taught me about some things that you just may be interested in." She climbed up onto the couch and pushed her crotch in front of my face. I stuck out my tongue to lick her pussy lips when she stopped me. "Not my new thong!" she teased me and proceeded to drop them. I began kissing her while she unbuttoned my shirt. She backed off me and damn near tore off my pants with her eagerness. My cock stood a full attention as I sat back down on the couch. Katy smiled and bent down to kiss it. She blew on the head and then took it gently into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around and around the sensitive underside. "Keep that up and I'm going to come," I warned her. "Oh no you're not," She shot back. Katy straddled me and lowered herself onto me. Her warmth engulfed me and she worked my erection down to the base. Placing her hands on my shoulders she began pumping my cock up and down while I reached up to stroke her breasts. "Harder, harder," she panted and I began pulling and pinching her nipples. Her breaths started coming rapidly and she came crying my name and damn near ripping my shoulders out of sockets. So taken was I by the power of her orgasm that I shot my first load as well, adding to the cries in the room. Katy smiled at me and asked me I was ready for the surprise. I looked back at her with that glazed 'I just came hard' look and she answered her own question, "I guess so." She pulled a tube out of the pharmacy bag and held it up to me, it was anal lube. "Are you sure?" I asked, "it's gonna hurt." "You'll be gentle and I trust you." Love? Trust? These words rolled around in my brain and my cock responded with a quick resurrection that I did not expect. Not quite hard enough, Katy reached down and slurped my erection back into her throat. She handed me the tube and shook her butt at me. I coated one finger with lube and stroked Katy's rosebud. Rubbing back and forth a few times, I forced my first digit into her tight ass. Adding more lube to a second finger I thrust that in as well and then began pushing my fingers farther and farther in. Katy still had my cock in her mouth and was sucking loudly. A New Life I pulled my cock out of Katy's mouth with a loud pop. While I coated my erection with a generous amount of lube, Katy bent over the coffee table and stuck her ass in the air. I placed my cock at her entrance and pushed my head through her ring of muscle. She gave a little cry and I paused to enjoy the incredible heat of her rear passage. She nodded and I continued to gently force my cock down into her ass until, after a couple of minutes, my hips touched her ass cheeks. I began to gently ream her and Katy began to rock her hips to the rhythm I set. I reached around to stroke her clit causing Katy to begin moaning out loud again. We picked up the pace and sweat began form on the small of her back. Katy whispered above my own moans of excitement, "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum" like a chant. I diddled her clit faster and her whole body began to shake just as the most incredible vise squeezed my cock nearly in half as she came under me. A couple of strokes more and I spurted deep into that inner recess. I pulled out and leaned forward to her ear. "Katy," I panted, "I love you, too." A New Life Joanna looked great standing in front of our bedroom mirror all made up and looking quite nervous. It was hard to believe by looking at her that she had gave birth to two children, worked, cleaned house and performed your basic soccer mom duties the last 18 years and still looked this good, if not better than we had wed. Joanna stood 5'-6" and weighed in at around 135 lbs. Her hair was a shocking vivid red, accented by her pail soft skin. She had always had a pronounced apple shaped ass for her size and along with an ample 36C bust and somewhat narrow waist, she was a sight to see in a bikini, but rarely wore one. It was hard to believe that for a woman that rarely wore a bikini, she would be baring all to men we only had known for 3 months or so, and on line at that. It all started about four months ago when we had decided to add a little spice to our marriage by spicing up the area we were beginning to call the "dead zone." The dead zone as we had in arguments called it, was our bedroom, the very room at this moment that was anything but dead, so I guess it worked. We had answered an ad online of a man that had his own website in Seattle Washington, specializing in setting up ladies looking to travel or lets just say party with well to do business men on the west coast or traveling to it on a regular basis. Joanna could not think of having me with another woman, but the thought of a safe male partner turned us both on, so our direction was set. Jerry had e-mailed back and said that what we were doing was real common and he found Joanna to be shockingly beautiful and perfect for most the men listed on his site. Jerry and Joanna spent a lot of time online discussing what she liked in men and sex and explained it was a private matter between him and her, but she could tell me whatever she felt comfortable with at any time, but wanted the chat to be between just them for now. This to me made perfect sense and I went along with it fine, knowing my reward would soon come. Jerry one day e-mailed Joanna with some picture and an odd phrase, "they meet everything on your, would like to try list and a few things left blank." This I guess made sense to Joanna, but did pose a nervous few days for her before she answered him back, "yes I'll do it." When Joanna broke the plan to me I was floored to find out there were two men, partners, that we would be visiting, and she was OK with that if it was OK with me. I felt now I was in for the ride of my life and nervously said, "OK, Honey, if your OK with that I am to." The men's names were Kenny and Tom and they were supposedly multi millionaires from the east coast that traveled to Seattle on a regular basis and had been members of the site for 3 years. Joanna was deep in thought and I could tell her mind was somewhere else as we drove to the airport for our little vacation in Seattle. On the short flight she drank more than I was used to seeing her drink, but seemed happy, nervous and excited all at the same time. Once in town we were taken by a limo to the Hilton down town hotel and given our room. The room was beautiful and somewhat plain, but we guessed we wouldn't be spending much time there anyways and it would work just fine. The message on our phone said we had dinner with Kenny Briggs and Tom Shilds on the 75th floor of a building just a short distance away and a car would pick us up in 45 minutes. Joanna nervously re fixed herself from the flight and we were off. Kenny and Tom turned out to be total gentlemen in public and I was almost a little let down, wondering if they would be any fun at all in private, but kept an open mind knowing a little about the website and the kinky requests of the men that used it. We all rode back to Kenny's room in the Limo after a light dinner and the trip was as casual as the dinner, with similar conversation. Joanna had quite a few more drinks at dinner and she, Kenny and Tom were hitting it off real well as we rode on in the car. Once back to his suite it was totally apparent that Kenny was well to do, as this had to be a $500 per night room and as well had his name on some items and a plaque on the door. The conversation with the men changed to sex almost immediately after entering the room and after offering us more drinks the men explained they would like to offer a bonus of $2000 for unlimited use of Joanna for the one night. The agreement was to be unconditional and they would not do anything she said no to. Joanna smiled at me nervously and to cut the tension I spurted out, "It's OK with me if it's OK with her." After saying this so quick I couldn't get the word "unlimited" out of my mind but tried to concentrate on what was happening fast around us at this moment. Joanna seeing my approval answered reserved, "well I guess so, but remember I'm new at this." Kenny smiled and said, "I know sweetheart, but this is what you were built for and we promise not to exceed the boundaries on your profile." This for some reason made Joanna no less nervous and I began to wonder just what she had agreed to try. Tom smiled and asked she shower and we would start when she came out of the bathroom. Also they said there was something for her to wear hanging up in the bathroom and it was hers to keep, as was any outfit she wore for the time she was with them. What is it with women anyways when it comes to clothes, as this brought a slight smile to her face that the $2000 dollars didn't, funny creatures they are for sure. Her shower was shorter than I thought it would be but while she was in the bathroom Kenny and Tom explained what they expected of me, and it sounded fair. When my wife returned from the bathroom she was all but not dressed in a matching set of black high heels, thong and matching bra that all but let her nipples poke over the tops of the lace cups. Joanna nervously walked to the center of the room and Kenny asked she walk to them where they sat together on the couch, turn around and stand in front of them. She did so and Kenny said, "you see, we're ass men, we love a woman's ass and you my dear have the finest." "Bend over now and put your hands on the coffee table in front of you, please." Joanna slowly did as she was told and in just seconds Kenny and Tom were feeling her ass up, bringing Joanna's eyes up to meet mine as she let out a light sigh. You could have heard a pin drop in the room as Joanna breathed heavily as the men's hands roamed her body. From where I sat I could see her large breasts all but falling out of her lacy bra as the men politely nudged her legs wider apart, bringing her stare away from me, as if she was slightly humiliated by her compliance. Joanna groaned just a bit and I could see that the men were taking turns holding the crotch of the thin panties off to the side while doing something that was causing my wife to close her eyes and breath slightly harder. Joanna bit down on her lower lip as her ass cheeks wiggled just slightly and Tom said, "Oh yes, what a good girl you are." As Joanna shook, her fingers bending now just slightly on the table, Kenny and Tom stopped what they were doing and said, "OK, that's good for now honey, lets have some fun with that behind of yours, take off those panties and bra." Joanna turned facing the men then slowly unfastened her bra and my wife's large breasts sprang free as she caught the bra with one hand. The men both reached upward and each took a breast in hand while complimenting her on how beautiful and sexy they were. As she bent towards them to reach her panties, the men continued to fondle her tits as she nervously lowered her panties and stepped out of them. Both men stood then and removed their clothes as Joanna watched as if she was in a trance. It had to be over stimulating for sure to be standing bare naked in front of two strangers as they undressed to do whatever they wanted with her. Both men were hung slightly larger than myself and my wife seemed to be lost in a stare at their cocks as both men closed in around her slowly, each now with both hands on her body. Kenny said something quietly to Tom and Tom sat down on the coffee table facing the couch as Kenny sat back down in the middle of the couch, my wife Joanna in tow and ending up between them facing Tom and me. The men were more aggressive now quickly moved Joanna into the position they desired, Kenny pulling her ass to him and pushing her legs wide apart and Tom pulling her face down to his and feverishly kissing her. Minutes later Kenny had my wife's knees one on each side of him, her feet buried deep in the cushions where the upright meets the seat pad. Tom then pulled her head down firmly to his lap and I could hear her moan and the familiar sound of a cock being feverishly sucked, Tom's elbow and forearm moving up and down, I assume on top of her head. Joanna groaned and grunted around Tom's cock as Kenny buried his face deep in her ass while holding her ass cheeks wide apart with both hands. Each man pawed and pinched at her tits off and on while each partook of her as they pleased. Soon Joanna fell foreword, her head coming to view under Tom's arm, her eyes and mouth wide open as Kenny now had changed what he was doing and was using his hands behind her upturned pussy and ass. The sound was in moments obvious as his palms and knuckles slapped home on her ass cheeks and perhaps other places as he moved fingers in and out of her. Moments later my wife froze up and said, "MY ass, My ass, O FUCK MY ASS, be careful, slow, slow, oh god, honey he's got...fingers...in me...More, shit, no more, no, no." then the slapping started again only this time I could see my wife's ass cheeks rattling out to the side as Tom held her fast and Kenny worked hard on her pussy and ass with his hands. Tom reached foreword for her clit I assumed, as Joanna shook, groaned and tensed up in a mind shattering orgasm, her free arm now wrapped around Tom's waist, her eyes now rolled back and pinched all but closed. With Joanna all but collapsed the men moved quickly, spun her around and sat her over Kenny's cock, facing him as she instinctively placed her arms around his neck and groaned as the large cock disappeared slowly up inside in her pussy. Kenny pulled her arms free and placed them behind her back and asked Tom to hold them. Tom did so and at Kenny's request pulled her chest away from Kenny. Kenny then took both Joanna's breasts in his hands and held them tight and began to rock her on his cock. In moments my wife Joanna was coming again, only this time more aggressively, moving her hips in a circular motion as she forced her breasts towards Kenny. After my wife settled down a bit Tom stood and briefly left the room as Kenny held her tight to his chest. When Tom reentered the room he had brought with him a small flexible red devise and a bottle of lube. The red devise was about 10 inches long and started at one end with a small ball no larger than a marble. Up the shaft further the balls got larger and larger until just short of the area designed to held like a handle of sorts the ball was the size of a lemon. All and all there was probably 12 balls all together all molded in. Tom slowly knelt behind my wife's ass and poured just a small amount of the lube in her ass crack, then put more on the bumpy dildo. He then slowly pushed the first ball inside, getting only a shallow groan from Joanna as she laid slumped foreword on Kenny still. Tom continued to work the devise through the next few larger bumps, as with every one my wife began to stir and make just a little more noise. Tom stopped and re-lubed her ass and the dildo and it began to easily disappear into her ass a, one bump at a time. Kenny then moved closer to the edge of the couch and spread his legs apart slightly, bringing with him Joanna and placing her now open ass cheeks closer and more open to Tom. In this position I could plainly see Kenny's large cock buried in my wife's pussy and stretching her lips around it. Tom then reached under her and began to slowly manipulate her clit as he again started to push more of the dildo in my wife's ass. Joanna was coming around now and strained against Kenny's arms to look behind her, first at Tom and then at me, her mouth half open and her face with the look of confusion from the signals being sent from her pussy, ass and clit. My wife's ass cheeks shook and she groaned and cussed in a low voice. Kenny told her to tell them she was their slut and to use her anyway they saw fit. Upon her slow response Tom pushed in two larger bumps on the dildo and began to twist it just slightly about in her ass. Joanna spoke up quickly and said, "I'm a slut, fuck slut, do with me what you want you fucking aminals...Oh Shit,...My Ass...fuck...my clitty...is...so...sensitive...fuck." I couldn't believe what I was hearing and to clear my head stood and left the room to get a drink from the small fridge in their suite. In the other room I gave my mind a break and gave the situation some thought. I was wildly turned on by what was happening and surprised at the woman my wife had became just in the last forty five minutes. My thoughts were interrupted by the noise now coming from the other room and I headed back to see where things had gone. When I entered the room my wife was gripping tightly to Kenny, her chest smashed against his as Tom worked one of the largest balls towards the end of the dildo into her ass. Joanna's ass was flinching and shaking as Tom pushed in the third to last ball while holding tightly to the handle. This in my estimation was over eight inches buried in her tight ass with the girth well over the size of my penis. The scene was obscene as her stretched ass hole now puckered outward and forced her ass cheeks wide and out to the sides. "SLAP, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap" filled the air as Tom now took his free hand from her clit and began to slap her ass cheeks one after the other. Joanna looked around the room as if she was in a trance while the men played with her body as they pleased. Tom slowly started to move the dildo in and out of her ass, her ass hole expanding and contracting around each ball as it went in and out. After she was all but delirious and out of breath Tom stopped the movements and slowly removed it all together. He then put both knees on the couch and with one slow push buried his cock inside her ass. Joanna's head fell to Kenny's shoulder and she groaned a deep low moan and in moments both men were starting to move inside her. The men started slowly and ever so slightly began to quicken their pace. After a few minutes Tom was pulling her head back by her red hair and Kenny was sucking on her breasts and pulling at her nipples. Joanna had to cum three times in the next fifteen minutes as the men pounded inside her pussy and ass simultaneously. Joanna looked around the room with her mouth open and then called to me. I walked around the couch to face her and she drew my face to hers, her mouth partly open, tongue extended. Moments later we were engaged in a long kiss, only interrupted by her saying, "their fucking me honey,... fucking my pussy and ass, oh fuck these animals are fucking me so good." Kenny groaned and Joanna pulled her lips away once again and as she stared in my eyes she said, "Hot...hot cum...fuck he is...coming inside me...fuck my ass he's coming...hot cum oh god the feeling in my pussy...I've...never...felt...oh shitttttttt...honey." As Tom groaned as well, I knew my wife was coming from their hot seed being sprayed inside her. With each groan from the men she exhaled and groaned as well, a sight I will never forget, the three of them being so connected at that very moment. The rest of the night was a bit of a blur as the three of them went to the bedroom and I retired to the couch. Several times in the night I could hear things heat up just slightly, some groaning from Joanna, then the men after a bit. Towards the early morning hours I could hear a low buzz, then another of a deferent pitch and Joanna whimpering and moaning. A good ass slapping started in the middle of it all and then Joanna coming loudly as she said, "Oh... You Fuckers...fuckers... you, god... I... can't take... any more, Uhgggggggg." And then the two men telling her she had to promise to come back next time before they would stop. "Nnnnnnnnnnnn, Mpfffffff, Nnnnnnnnn" came from Joanna for the longest time as if she was using that as a reason for her abuse to continue before she would submit. She wouldn't tell what all transpired the room that night but I do know she has stayed in contact with the men and she has told me she looks foreword to their next visit to Seattle. Our sex life is real good now and we often look at other alternatives on line and talk openly of her craving to be used by men in all fashions. We just recently were contacted by a group of black men in California that have a large yacht in the bay. They would like to have her for a weekend and e-mail me pictures of what they are doing to her as they go. We told them we're thinking about it, but from my wife's reactions I can say it will most likely happen. A New Life This story depicts graphic lesbian sex, mind control and female masturbation. If you are in an area where such material is prohibited or are offended by these things then leave now. You have been warned. Special thanks to vella_ms for her wonderful work as my editor. Please remember to vote. The morning sun gleamed through the arched glass roof far overhead as Molly strolled listlessly through the mall, feeling sorry for herself about being alone on yet another birthday. Her boyfriend, Eddie, had forgotten about it... again. She really didn't know why she stuck with him, he was always off with his friends, into drugs, couldn't hold a job and always asking for money or just taking it from her purse when she wasn't looking. She also figured he was cheating on her with one of her few friends. She really should have dumped him years ago but she could never bring herself to kick him out for more than a few days. Within a few days he always came back apologizing and she always let him back in. Molly was a quiet, shy girl who kept to herself and had few close friends. Her parents were both gone and she had no other close relatives so Eddie was really all she had. He wasn't much but she didn't think she could do any better. In her heart she knew that she would really be better off on her own but the idea of being so completely alone terrified her. On the nights when she kicked him out of the apartment she would stay up the whole night crying and looking out the window to see if he was coming back, hoping he would and cursing herself for her weakness. As she walked past a glass storefront she paused to look at her reflection and sighed at the image that stared back at her. She ran her hands over her small, almost non-existent breasts and down her slender body as if she were smoothing out a wrinkle in her baggy brown dress. The dark brown, almost black eyes, staring back at her reflected her melancholy mood and she sighed more heavily. It wasn't that she was ugly, she thought, just plain... the kind of person that no one ever noticed, just another face in the crowd, part of the background. No, she said to herself with resignation, Eddie was the best she was going to get so she had better get used to it. At least he had never hurt her, not physically anyway. She had know a couple of girls back home whose boyfriends or husbands would come home after a bad day at work, or worse yet, after being out drinking and beat them for no reason. Eddie had never done anything that bad, it was just that he was, well... a looser. But he was her looser and she'd just have to accept his faults and hope things got better. She thought that she could deal with the drugs, drinking, partying and stealing. She had gotten used to it over the years and it no longer affected her the way it used to. She didn't really know if he was cheating on her or not so she decided to ignore that problem for now. Really the only thing that Eddie did that upset her any more was his porn collection. She felt a little silly that with all the stupid things he did it was porn that aggravated her most, but it did. She was mostly upset for the obvious reason that it always made her feel so inadequate compared to the beautiful women featured in the magazines. Their curvaceous bodies and perfect smiles always made her feel even plainer than she usually did. The other reason that she didn't like the porn collection was because of the way she found herself reacting to it. She would catch herself sneaking little peeks at the women inside whenever she was picking up the magazines from wherever Eddie had dropped them. Despite her best efforts, her eyes would betray her and she wound up staring at the full breasts and curvaceous backsides even as she cursed herself for being such a pervert. Each time she looked she swore that she never would again, but she always did. The images of those women would haunt her for days after she had looked at them. Many times in the still darkness, late at night she would lie awake fantasizing about the women she had seen and wonder what it would be like if they were lying there with her. The thought of their smooth soft skin made her sweat with both fear and longing. She wished he would get rid of the magazines but at the same time she was secretly glad he had them. A while later she was sitting alone at a small table in front of the mall's ice cream shop enjoying an ice cream sundae she had treated herself to when she heard a smooth, quiet, feminine voice beside her ask, "Mind if I share your table?" Molly turned and looked up at the woman who had spoken. Her tongue suddenly seemed struck to the roof of her mouth as she starred. The woman in front of her was breathtaking. She was wearing a tight black dress that rode very high on her shapely legs and was scooped out on top to expose a rather generous amount of her cleavage. Long, straight, silky black hair framed a pale, but strikingly beautiful face with incredibly green eyes and full lips painted bright red. As small smile quirked the corner of those full lips as the woman looked down on Molly. After a moment one of her perfectly groomed eyebrows arched slightly and she asked, "Well?" Molly who had been staring dumbly at the beautiful woman suddenly realized she was acting like a halfwit and stammered, "Oh, yes, please um, have a... have a seat." She waved a shaky hand at the metal chair across the small table from her. "Thank you." The woman said in that same smooth voice as she slid into the seat and placed a small cup of coffee and a black purse onto the table in front of her. Molly stared at the woman a few moments as her mind finally started working. She realized that almost every other table in the small food court was vacant right now. She started to wonder a little nervously what the beautiful woman wanted with her. Was she just friendly and looking for someone to talk to or did she want something from her. "That's quite the breakfast you have there," the woman said as she pointed one slender, perfectly manicured finger at the table in front of Molly. Molly looked down at the ice cream sundae in front of her and she could feel her cheeks flush with sudden embarrassment. "Oh, this... well, it's not my usual breakfast. It's just my birthday and I thought... well, you know." She hunched her shoulders a little and quirked a small shy smile. The woman's slender eyebrows rose fractionally, "Really?" She smiled broadly, "Well, happy birthday." Then her brows drew together a little as she looked Molly straight in the eye, "Aren't you doing anything special on your birthday, a party, going out, something? You know, family, friends... what about a boyfriend?" Molly's heart sunk a bit at the mention of 'boyfriend' and she dropped her head a little in embarrassment but the woman's stare seemed to be holding her eyes and she found it hard to look away. Finally with an effort of will she broke the gaze and looked down, "I don't have any family and Eddie, he's my..." she toyed with her spoon and cleared her throat before continuing, "my, uh, boyfriend, well, he didn't even remember it was my birthday." She paused for a moment then continued, "But it's ok... I'm fine, really. I don't mind being alone on my..." her voice caught in her throat and she swallowed, fighting back sudden tears. "It's fine, really." After a few moments Molly felt a firm, warm grip on her hand and she looked up again into bright green eyes that now looked so warm and friendly. With a dazzling smile the woman said, "Well then I guess we'll have to do something special together. My name is Cassandra, what's yours?" "Molly." "Charmed to make your acquaintance, Molly. So, what should we do?" Molly hesitated for a moment. She was still a little nervous about what Cassandra really wanted from her. She found it difficult to believe that the woman didn't have some kind of hidden agenda and was just doing this out of the goodness of her heart, but it felt so wonderful to have someone to talk to. "I don't really know. I was just planning on doing a little shopping today, maybe try to make myself look better so my boyfriend will remember me." Cassandra made a sour face at the mention of her boyfriend but quickly hid it with a delicate sip of her coffee. "I think we can do better than shopping." She said, putting the cup back down. With a smile she opened her purse and extracted a small cream colored envelope. "This will be much more fun." She glanced around as she carefully opened the envelope, reached two fingers inside and pulled them out as if holding a small object. A slow smile spread over her lips and she said in a hushed voice that only Molly could hear, "Happy Birthday my Pet." At the word "Pet", Molly brow wrinkled with confusion and more than a little concern. She started to slide her chair back from the table saying, "I think maybe I should be going now... um... it was nice..." As Molly started to get up, Cassandra flicked her fingers at her. Molly saw sparkling powder and with a flash her world went black. The next thing she was aware of was walking arm in arm with Cassandra through the mall. She couldn't remember leaving the food court or riding the escalator up to the next floor but she didn't really care. The feeling of Cassandra's arm and the closeness of her body sent warm ripples of pleasure up her spine making her shiver. She squeezed a little closer to Cassandra and leaned her head onto her shoulder as she walked. Cassandra rubbed her cheek against the top of Molly's head and asked, "Are you feeling ok now my Pet?" The sound of her voice sent another ripple of pleasure through Molly and she responded in a breathy whisper, "Yes, Mistress." Cassandra's smile widened, "That's wonderful, now let's see about your birthday surprise, shall we?" She turned and walked into a small lingerie store taking Molly with her. Molly hardly noticed where she was as Cassandra led her to the back of the store. Her mind was still fuzzy and she couldn't seem to hold onto any thoughts for long, her mind kept drifting around aimlessly but always leading back to Cassandra, her beautiful Mistress. Cassandra led her up to a checkout counter at the back where a beautiful, heavily breasted, red haired girl was working. She was standing behind the counter looking down at something and her low cut blouse exposed a vast amount of cleavage for all to see. Molly felt a stirring in her belly and warmth between her legs as she stared down the girl's blouse. It was the same reaction she had when she looked at Eddie's magazines but now it was much more intense, much harder to resist. She felt ashamed for staring so brazenly and also for getting so aroused by it. She finally managed to turn her gaze away and look at another part of the store. She wondered at her reaction for a few moments but before she could dwell on the thought, it slipped away and her mind returned to her Mistress. When the girl looked up and saw Cassandra a broad smile instantly spread on her lips and her eyes opened wide, "Mistress! What can I do for you today?" Molly's eyes snapped up and a hot flash of jealousy boiled up in her as she looked at the young girl who had just addressed Cassandra as Mistress. She was Molly's Mistress, not this girl's. Cassandra seemed to sense Molly's mood change and turned to face her, placing a warm hand on her cheek. "It's ok Molly, Lucy here is another of my Pets, it doesn't mean I love you any less. I love all of my Pets." She turned to Lucy, "Isn't that right Lucy?" "Oh yes Mistress." The girl said with a dreamy smile. Molly looked back at Lucy and the flash of anger and jealousy melted away replaced by a warm, pleasant feeling. This girl was also a Pet, Lucy was as devoted to the Mistress just like her. As she looked, she realized that Lucy was even more beautiful than she had at first realized. Her eyes were again drawn from Lucy's beautiful face to her more than ample cleavage and the warm feeling increased. Cassandra turned back to face Molly, "Now let's see about making this a very special birthday for you." She glanced at Lucy, "Would you mind opening one of the dressing rooms for me Sweetheart?" "Oh, anything for you, Mistress." She said as she practically leapt around the counter and hurried to open a changing room. Lucy held the door open as Cassandra led Molly into the small room. The changing booth had floor to ceiling mirrors on two walls and a small stool padded with red velvet against the third wall. The door, which was covered with a red velvet curtain, wasn't a full door and anyone outside would be able to see the occupant's feet under it. "I'll be right out side Mistress if you need me for anything else." Lucy said with a final lusty look as she closed the door. "Now, let's see about that Birthday Surprise." Cassandra said. She looked Molly up and down. "You already have a very beautiful face, even though you don't seem to realize it. But maybe there are some other things we can work on." She stepped behind Molly and grabbing her shoulders, gently turned her to face one of the mirrors. Cassandra's warm hands on her shoulders felt wonderful. With the continued contact Molly's mind seemed to be clearing up more and she was starting to think more normally. She looked at her image in the mirror and her mood sank a little. It was the same image she always saw, just a plain girl with a plain face in a plain dress. Cassandra leaned in closer and whispered strange words that Molly couldn't understand in her ear in her ear, then louder she said, "Look closer, see what other people see." Molly felt dizzy for a second and her eyes slid closed, when she opened them again and gauzed into the reflection in the mirror she sucked in a startled breath. The girl that looked back was the same as she had always been but Molly now saw her through new eyes, the eyes of everyone else. The girl in the mirror had long light brown hair that fell softly past her shoulders. She had a pretty face with high cheekbones, a small pert nose, full lips and large, hypnotically dark eyes. A slender body with small breasts, curvy hips, and shapely legs which were mostly hidden by the baggy brown dress that she was wearing. A tear rolled down her cheek at the vision before her. "How did you do this?" She asked in a shaking voice. "I just made you see what others saw but you never could, or more appropriately, never would. You are beautiful Molly, you always have been, don't ever forget that." She sighed and straightened up, "But that doesn't mean we can't make a few changes. Like these for instance." She said as she reached around Molly and cupped her small breasts. Molly gasped in pleasure at the contact. "Mistress?!" She exclaimed in confusion. "Does that feel nice my Pet?" The Mistress asked quietly. "Yes Mistress." Cassandra made a sound deep in her throat, "Oh, it's going to feel a lot better than that very soon my pet. Now be a good little girl and take your dress off for me." Molly instantly started stripping the baggy brown dress off of her slender frame. Within moments she was standing only in her small white bra and simple white panties. "Now the bra." said Cassandra. The bra fell immediately to the floor revealing small, almost flat breasts with small pink nipples. Molly shivered not only from the cool air of the changing room but also from the hot look of lust in Cassandra's eyes. "Hmm..." Her mistress said. "Very cute, but not quite my style. I think we'll have to make a few changes." She snapped open her purse and extracted a small silver bottle. "Turn around." Cassandra took the stopper out of the small bottle and carefully placed a single drop of silvery liquid on each of Molly's nipples. "Now rub that into your breasts for me." Molly did as she was directed, rubbing the warm oily silver liquid into the skin of her breasts. Within a few moments her chest started feeling warm as if she was sitting naked in the spring sun. With the warmth came another sensation, pleasure. A soft moan escaped Molly's lips as she continued to knead her breasts and pull on her nipples. "Does that feel good my Pet?" Cassandra cooed into her ear. "Yes Mistress. It feels wonderful." "Do you ever masturbate Molly?" Her mistress asked. "No Mistress." One corner of Cassandra's mouth twitched up in seeming amusement, "Why not?" Molly's cheeks flushed a bright red, "It always seemed so wrong, you know... so... dirty." "Turn around and watch yourself. Look at reflection as you play with your breasts." Molly turned and looked into the mirror. The image before her was so erotic her breath caught in her throat for an instant. It was a beautiful young woman with her hands sliding over small breasts and pulling on hard, pink nipples. The woman's eyes burned with wanton lust and passion. The vision was so sexy Molly almost couldn't believe it was really her, but it was. "Now my Pet, it's time for the real fun. Close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you that you can open them. Do you understand?" Cassandra whispered in her ear. "I understand Mistress." Molly gasped out as she closed her eyes and continued to fondle herself. "That's very good my Pet. You look so delicious, I may have to taste you later." Cassandra gave a long slow lick to Molly's ear. Then she started to speak in a soft, lilting voice. To Molly, the words made no sense but it seemed to be some kind of song or chant. She groaned as the heat in her breasts continued to grow. But something else was happening, as she continued to fondle her breasts they seemed to be filling her hands more and more. For the first minute or two she thought it was just her lust filled mind but after a few more minutes it was impossible to ignore. Her breasts were now filling her hands and they seemed to swelling more with each breath she took. The increased sensation of her now handful sized breasts was driving her lust even higher, but a some rational portion of her mind was alarmed by their sudden growth. "What's happening to me?" Molly managed to gasp out. Her Mistress gave a throaty chuckle, "I'm just making a few changes. How do they feel?" "They feel so... so big! They... they feel so, mmmm... so good! Oooohhhh!" Molly got out between moans as the weight in her hands continued to grow. "How big... how big will... they get!?" She managed to gasp out as she felt a hand slide around her middle and trace along the top of her panties. "Just a little bigger my Pet, just a bit larger." Molly didn't know how much longer she could remain standing. The waves of ecstasy that were cresting over her, threatened to overwhelm her at any moment. Her breasts continued to grow until they were far beyond what she could cup in her small hands. To her overloaded mind they already felt as large as cantaloupes. She desperately wanted to open her eyes to see what she looked like but her Mistress had told her not to and she was a good Pet and would obey. Molly felt the hand on her stomach slide inside her panties. She cried out at the feel of warm fingers running through the soft hair covering her pussy. She shivered as her Mistress' hot breath whispered in her ear. "That's enough my pet, open your eyes." Molly opened her eyes and moaned in shock and pleasure at the sight before her. The slender girl that was there when she closed here eyes was gone. In her place was a wickedly curvaceous girl with heavy, full breasts capped with large, hard nipples. Lust filled the eyes of the beautiful sexy girl and also the eyes of the dark haired woman standing behind her. "Do you like them, my Pet?" Came a whisper in her ear. Molly could only moan and nod in answer. Her mind was completely lost in blind ecstasy. A New Life "Good." Cassandra breathed as she pushed her hand deeper between Molly's legs and slid one slender finger deep into Molly's hot, wet pussy. "Now cum for me, my Pet, cum for your Mistress." At her Mistresses command, a million white-hot pinpoints of pleasure instantly tore through Molly's body and assaulted her mind. Reality seemed to be collapsing in on her and the world ending as her body convulsed and shuddered with the incredible, seemingly endless assaults of passion. Her pussy throbbed and pulsed as it tried to pull Cassandra's finger deeper inside. She felt her hot juices soaking her panties and running down the inside of her legs as her Mistress continued to finger her hot, needy sex. "That was very good my pet. You obviously enjoy having my finger inside you." Cassandra cooed into her ear. "Now let's try it again." She slid a second finger into Molly's still throbbing pussy. "Since you liked one, let's see how hard you cum with two fingers up your tight little cunt. Now cum in your panties for me. Cum again for me, right now, my Pet." Molly cried out again as another orgasm crashed over her at her Mistress' words. She felt a gush between her legs and a wetness dripping down the inside of her legs that seemed hot enough to burn her skin. She cried out, without caring that everyone in the store could hear her. Her hands, seemingly on their own, continued to knead her huge breasts and pull on her sensitive nipples. Mind numbing waves of pleasure assaulted her body until finally her legs were unable to support her any more and she collapsed onto the floor of the changing room. Leaning against Cassandra's long legs Molly continued to moan as her hands continued to fondle and squeeze her heavy breasts. Cassandra's soft voice came from above her, "That's enough my Pet, you may stop." Molly's hands instantly fell to her sides and she passed out. When she awoke some time later she was sitting on a couch, alone in a small, windowless office that was lit only by a dim desk lamp. The room was quiet; the only sound was a soft rustle of air from the overhead ventilator. As she sat up slowly to survey her surroundings she was immediately reminded of the changes that her Mistress had made to her body. She felt strangely top heavy and off balance with her large new breasts. After a little experimentation she found she enjoyed the way they swayed and bounced with her every movement. Raising her hands she cupped and squeezed the heavy orbs marveling at their soft firmness. Each squeeze sent a soft ripple of warmth through her body and she sighed softly at the pleasant feeling. Sliding around to their summits, her fingers caressed the large pink, nipples. The warm pleasant feeling increased as the fingers traced slowly around her sensitive areole. Finally unable to resist any longer, her fingers found the large hard nubs and she gave them both a firm squeeze. A loud moan came from her lips and she shuddered as a hot electric impulse shot from her nipples and ran through her entire body, seeming to ending at her pussy. Gasping, she released her nipples and sank back into the soft couch. After a few breaths she looked down at her breasts again. They had never been that sensitive before, she thought. She didn't even think her clit was that sensitive. She realized it must have something to do with the changes her Mistress had made in her. She wondered at how Cassandra had changed her body like that; what kind of drug could bring about such a change? As she pondered it another memory finally came back, the table at the ice cream stand, meeting Cassandra, and the sparkling powder. Then she remembered Cassandra's words after the powder had hit her: "You are now my Pet and I am your Mistress. You no longer have any interest in men, you are only sexually interested in other women. You will love no one else in life except me and my other Pets but you may lust after other women. You will obey every command I give you without hesitation and will enjoy and find pleasure in following my commands. Your body and soul are mine for as long as I wish." Molly felt a flush of anger at the realization that she had been taken against her will, but as quickly as the anger appeared, it died. She didn't care how the Mistress had gotten her, it didn't matter. What did matter was that her Mistress loved her and she loved her Mistress. For the first time, in a long time, she felt completely at peace and happy with herself. There was a soft click from across the room and a wedge of bright light flooded into the room. Molly saw a form silhouetted by the light from outside then the door closed and the room was once again dark. Molly, her eyes dazzled by the sudden bright light, couldn't make out who had entered. She saw a form approach and settle onto the end of the couch. "How are you feeling?" The stranger asked. Molly realized it was Lucy, the girl from the store. It occurred to her that she was probably in the stores back office. "I'm fine I think. Where is the Mistress?" Molly asked. She was suddenly self-conscious of her near nakedness. She tried, unsuccessfully, to cover her breasts with her arms. "She had some things to do so she left you with me for now. You've been sleeping in here most of the day. The mall just closed so I came in to check on you again. I told our Mistress that I would bring you back to her house when you woke up." Her eyes roamed up and down Molly's nearly naked body, "So you feel better now?" She asked again. "Yes, I'm fine I think." She felt a stirring between her legs as Lucy's eyes continued to roam over her. The redhead smiled as her gaze finally settled on Molly's large breasts. "You gave quite a performance in the store earlier you know. It's a good thing that there was no one else in the store right then because all of that moaning and screaming would have really caused a problem. Someone might have called the police or something." She reached over and traced one finger lightly down Molly's cheek. "But no one did, and it's good I was alone because I was able to put my hands in my pants and get myself off while I was listening to you." Molly felt her face heating with embarrassment. "You could hear everything?" "I think half the people in the Mall could hear everything." Lucy chuckled. "But no one walked in, maybe because of the noise, maybe just from luck. But no one saw you go in and no one saw you come out so no one will know it was you making all that noise, not that it really matters anyway." Lucy was quiet for a moment then turned her head away. After another moment she asked in a quiet voice without facing Molly, "Do you think I'm pretty?" For a moment Molly didn't know what to say and her eyes glanced over the girl's features for a moment before answering. She took in the mass of thick, curly red hair tied back in a ponytail, the pale blue, almost gray eyes, the smattering of freckles across the cheeks and over the small nose. From there her eyes trailed down the lush swell of the girl's heavy breasts, toned body, slim hips and shapely legs. She nodded wordlessly for a moment before she could finally speak. "Yes," she finally managed, "You are very beautiful." Lucy beamed with happiness then quickly leaned in and kissed Molly hard on the lips. Molly was so shocked by the girl's move that she didn't respond for a moment. When she finally did it was to open her mouth and let Lucy's tongue dance with her own. After a few minutes Lucy broke the kiss and sat back a little. "I'm so glad you think I'm beautiful because I think you're absolutely gorgeous!" She sat back a little more, "Our Mistress told me one other thing before she left." Lucy's eyes seemed to sparkle with mischief as her fingers twisted a lock of her red hair. "She said that because I was such a good pet, that you were to make love to me before I brought you back to her house." Molly felt her body respond instantly to her Mistress' command, even though the command was through Lucy. She felt a tightening in her breasts as her nipples stiffened and heat flared between her legs. With a hoarse breathy whisper she asked, "The Mistress told you that? That I was to make love to you?" Lucy's breathing had quickened and her eyes were glazed, "Yesssss." She hissed out. "You are to please me in any way I wish." "And how would you like me to please you?" Molly asked as she crawled over on top of Lucy and began nuzzling and kissing the redhead's chin, working her way down her neck and finally down to her soft exposed cleavage. "Any way you want sweetheart... any way you want," was Lucy's dreamy reply as Molly's soft lips began exploring the tops of her sensitive breasts. Molly's entire world was now centered on giving pleasure to the beautiful red head under her. Although she had no experience with making love to another woman, Molly recalled all of the fantasies she had late at night after peeking at the porn magazines and she knew what she would like done to her so she did those things to Lucy. She trailed soft wet kisses over the tops of Lucy's firm breasts as her hands slid down to find the bottom of the blouse. Hardly losing contact with the smooth skin of her breasts, Molly smoothly pulled Lucy's blouse up exposing large firm breasts covered with light freckles encased in a satiny black bra. She pulled the blouse the rest of the way off and resumed her kisses and nips on the soft flesh of Lucy's chest. The light floral sent of Lucy's body wash filled Molly's head as she buried her face between the soft mounds. Lucy let out a soft moan and placed one hand on the back of Lucy's head. "That's right sweetheart, oooohhhh that's so nice. Mmm." The sounds of pleasure coming from Lucy drove Molly on. Her Mistress wanted her to please this woman and she desperately wanted to obey her Mistress' commands. She reached up and pulled the black shoulder straps down. With her chin she pushed one satin cup down exposing a stiff pink nipple. She kissed her way over to the hard little nub but didn't immediately wrap her lips around it. Instead she trailed soft kisses around it, getting closer with each kiss but carefully not touching the nipple. "Mmm... have you ever made love to another woman before today Baby?" Lucy asked between moans. "No." Molly replied without lifting her head from Lucy's chest. Lucy groaned with delight, "You're very... mmmm... very talented for your... your first time. Oooohhh!" Molly finally wrapped her lips around the stiff little summit of Lucy's breast and sucked the nipple into her mouth. She rolled her tongue around the hard nub enjoying the pleasant smooth feel as much as she enjoyed the moans of her lover. She reached around Lucy's back and unhooked her bra strap and pulled the soft satiny cups away, dropping it on the floor. While she continued to suckle and kiss the freckled breasts, she trailed one hand down Lucy's side to unzip her tight pants. Finding the side zipper, she fumbled with it for a moment before finally getting it down. Lucy groaned as she felt her pants being opened. "That's right Baby, oooohhhhh, get into my pants." Wanting only to do as she was told Molly slid down to the floor between Lucy's knees and with one smooth movement, pulled her pants and panties down. What she saw between Lucy's legs sent a wave of longing through her. Lucy's pussy was perfectly smooth and hairless. Puffy pink lips gleamed wetly in the soft light and she could see her large clit poking out from its hood. Lucy head rolled from side to side as she moaned. "Now eat me baby. I need... oh.... I need you! I need... Ooooohhhh!" Lucy's last words were lost in a loud moan as Molly buried her face in the redhead's hot sex. She had never tasted another woman before and she found that the salty musky taste was wonderful. Her hands wrapped around Lucy's hips in order to hold on and keep in contact with her pussy as the redhead began to buck and bounce off the couch. Lucy's moans and grunts had been replaced with cries and screams as she approached her climax. Molly found her pleasure increasing with Lucy's. Each lick of Lucy's pussy also sent ripples of enjoyment through her own body. Every cry from the redhead made Molly shudder with pleasure. "Oh fuck!" Lucy screamed as her back arched and slammed her cunt into Molly's face. "I'm gonna cum!" A wave of thicker, muskier juice flooded out of Lucy onto Molly's pretty face as the redhead went over the edge. Screams filled the small office as the slender brunette tried to hold on and continue licking up the wonderful cum. After a few seconds Molly felt her own body pass the point of no return and she went over the edge as well. Her fingernails dug into the soft skin of Lucy's ass as a wave of burning hot ecstasy exploded through her. She screamed into Lucy's hot cunt as the bliss assaulted her trembling body. The girls' screams and cries of pleasure echoed around the small office and the smell of their lust filled the room. Finally unable to hold herself up any longer, Molly collapsed to the floor between Lucy's spread legs. Both girls lay panting and moaning softly to themselves for a few minutes before Lucy finally lay down on the couch and beckoned to Molly. "Come up here and lay with me Sweetheart." Molly moved slowly and lay down on the couch next to her lover. She snuggled in tight, enjoying the feel of her own large breasts pressed into Lucy's side. "Did I please you?" A dreamy smile played across Lucy's lips. "Oh, yes Baby. That was wonderful." She leaned over and kissed Molly softly on the lips. They kissed softly for several minutes, sharing the taste of Lucy's hot sex. Lucy finally broke the kiss and said, "We have to be going soon. Our Mistress will want to see how you are doing. But I need to rest a few minutes more and your body feels so wonderful against me," She lamented. Molly realized that even while relaxing she was still pleasing Lucy. She snuggled tighter against the redhead making her moan softly. Lucy's moan triggered another swell of heat that rippled through Molly's tight body and she moaned as well. After cuddling for a few minutes more Lucy turned her head, kissed the brunette lightly on the cheek and spoke softly, "I'm sorry we can't continue this, but we really must get going sweetheart." She unwrapped herself from Molly and stood up. "Come on Baby, let's get dressed." She picked up a bag on the table, "here are your new clothes." Curious, Molly reached into the bag and pulled out its contents. The only thing in the bag was a bright red dress made from some kind of stretchy fabric that shimmered in the dim light. Lucy reached behind the desk and pulled out a pair of red high heels with a tall, slender, stiletto heel. "These too." She winked. Molly started to pull on the dress but Lucy made a little sound in her throat. When she turned to look, Lucy pointed at her panties. Confused, Molly asked, "What?" "That dress is your new uniform, the uniform of one of the Mistress' Pet's. We all have one. You never wear any panties or bra with your uniform, Mistress' orders." Lucy enjoyed Molly's embarrassed blush as she pulled down the damp white panties, exposing her untrimmed mass of soft brown curls. She placed the panties on the desk as she resumed pulling down the slinky red dress. Lucy reached over and rubbed a finger through the soft hair between Molly's legs as she looked into the girls eyes. "The Mistress will take care of this soon. She doesn't like anything to get in the way of her... um... enjoyment." As she said it she pushed her finger slowly inside Molly's hot sex. Molly gasped at the sudden, unexpected invasion. "Oh Lucy... what...?!" "Do you want to cum again Baby?" She slowly worked the finger in and out of Molly's pussy. "Yessssss... oh please!" Molly begged. Lucy smiled a wickedly. "You know the Mistress gave you to me for the afternoon right?" "Yes!" Molly gasped. "I'm yours!" "And you have to do exactly what I tell you. Exactly." The finger continued it's slow, steady rhythm. "Yessssss..." Molly said between pants. "Good. Now finish getting dressed." Lucy said with that same wicked smile as she slid her finger back out of Molly's pussy and slowly licked it clean. Molly gasped in desperate need as she slowly resumed getting dressed. She was right on the brink of ecstasy and stopping was torture. With a whimper she pulled the dress down over her hot, needy pussy. She felt a hot bead of her juice trailing slowly down the inside of her leg. When she was finished pulling the dress down she thought that she had been given the wrong size. The fabric barely went down far enough to cover her naked sex and the deep scoop neckline exposed her large breasts almost down to her nipples, which stood out plainly through the thin fabric. She thought that any movement at all would cause the dress to ride up, exposing her, but she found that the fabric stuck to her like a second skin. She reached down and put on the high spike heeled shoes, taking a moment to catch her balance before she looked up to see Lucy standing before her. Lucy had quickly and expertly changed into her own uniform while Molly was getting her shoes on. Her dress was exactly the same as Molly's except that it was black, not red. Molly sighed at the sight of Lucy in her black dress. The dress did absolutely nothing to hide the girls lusciously proportioned body. In fact, it made her seem even more curvaceous. The tall heels accentuated her long shapely legs. The tight dress hugged her slender hips, up over her thin waist and finally to her massive breasts that looked as if they would spill out at any moment. Lucy smiled and said "Time to go Sweetie." As she lead Molly out through the store they past the racks of skimpy bras, thongs and garter belts, all very sexy and feminine. The store was long and narrow with a modern motif. The front had a single door on one side and a display window with two stylized chrome plated female mannequins in it. Lucy turned just as they got to the door. "You know, I always thought this store needed something sexier in the front window. What do you think?" Molly was suddenly nervous but she was also still incredibly aroused. She thought she knew where Lucy was going with this and she didn't want to do it, but at the same time wanted to obey Lucy. "I don't know." She managed to get out between trembling lips. A slow smile spread on Lucy's face and she glanced at Molly' s eyes, the window, Molly's breasts and back to the window again. "Why don't you climb up there and we'll see if you make it any sexier." Molly hesitated, "But someone will see me." "The mall is closed. Most people went home while you tasted your first girl in the back office." She winked, "Now get that tight little ass up there." She pointed. With a nervous whimper, Molly climbed into the display case and turned to face Lucy. Lucy smiled and closed the glass door, locking Molly in. Lucy walked outside the store and stood with her hands on her hips making a show of looking the storefront up and down as if deciding weather or not it was any better. "I'm still not sure. Maybe if you put on a little bit of a show. Try it." Molly, hesitant but needing to obey, felt her hands start to move. Seemingly with minds of their own they started to wander slowly up and down her body. They trailed seductively down her flat stomach, over her curvy hips and squeezed her tight ass. From there they wandered back up her body, caressed her heavy breasts causing her to gasp, up her slender neck and finally into her thick light brown hair. The whole time her hands roamed, her body swayed seductively to soundless music. "Hmmm... still not enough." Lucy's voice came through the glass, muffled but understandable. "Maybe you should try a little more action. Maybe have a little fun with one of you co-stars in there." A New Life Revulsion mixed with uncontrollable excitement as Molly turned and wrapped her arms around the stylized metal woman next to her. It really looked more like a female robot, a smooth, sleek chrome plated mechanical woman. The glossy finish reflected her face back at her only wildly distorted. It was posed slightly spread legged with it's hands on it's hips and was wearing a tiny blue thong which would have covered almost nothing on a real woman along with a skimpy push-up bra that hardly covered the large, cold metal breasts. With growing excitement Molly straddled one of the mannequin's legs and leaned in close, grabbing one chrome arm and putting it over her shoulder as if the chrome woman was holding her close. She gasped with excitement as her hot pussy came in contact with the cool, smooth leg of the mannequin. Her hand cupped one of the hard metal breasts as she started to grind herself into the smooth hard leg of her chrome-plated lover. Her other hand found the hard, round ass of the figure and she used it and the breast she held like handles as her grinding got more intense. "That's right Baby, ride that girl, fuck her good." she heard Lucy say through the glass. Molly was beyond reason now. Beyond caring that she was fucking a mannequin in a store display window for anyone to see. She no longer cared how perverted the act was, the fire in between her legs had consumed the rational part of her mind. All that remained was wanton lust and relentless desire to follow Lucy's commands, just as her Mistress wanted her to do. Molly grabbed the mannequin's head and turned it to her. She gave it a long slow lick where its lips should have been. After a few more licks she kissed her inanimate lover deeply, passionately. She broke the kiss as the surges of delight that were pounding through her increased, tearing a strangled cry from her lips. The leg of the chrome woman was slick with her hot juice as she continued to grind ever faster against it, pushing herself ever closer to a swirling, mindless bliss. As she rolled her head to the side, nuzzling the neck of her chrome lover, she caught sight of Lucy watching her outside. She was sitting on a bench across the walkway, her dress was pulled up over to her waist and she was furiously working two fingers in and out of herself. One shoulder of her dress was pushed down freeing one of her heavy breasts. The fingers of her other hand pulled on the hard nipple in time with the thrusts of her fingers between her legs. The erotic sight was too much for Molly and with a piercing scream she went over the edge into a mindless paradise. Ecstasy exploded in her body as her pussy contracted in a violent orgasm. Pulses of frightening intensity ripped through her in a seemingly endless chain. Just as she thought she was coming down another struck with even more power, driving her ever closer to oblivion. For what seemed like forever, she felt as if she was drifting in an endless sea of euphoria but eventually she felt herself floating down, coming back to reality. Molly realized that she was on the floor of the display window with her head in Lucy's lap while the beautiful red head gently stroked her hair. "That was incredible sweetheart." She heard Lucy whisper softly as she drifted. "I don't think I've ever seen anything so sexy in my life." She bent down and gave Molly a soft, tender kiss on her lips. "I hope I didn't embarrass you to much Baby." Molly smiled dreamily. "No, it was wonderful." "That's good Baby, I'm glad you liked it. I really liked it to." She stroked Molly's hair for a few minutes more before sighing and saying, "But we really have to go now Baby, our Mistress will be expecting us soon." She stood up, helping Molly up with her. A few minutes later they were sitting in the front seats of Lucy's Jeep, heading out of the Mall parking garage. They rode in silence for a bit, both lost in their thoughts. After a while, Lucy reached across and gave Molly's hand an affectionate squeeze which Molly returned. Fifteen minutes later Lucy pulled the Jeep off of the main road and into an exclusive residential neighborhood. Molly admired the large old homes as they drove slowly up the tree-lined street. Lucy turned the Jeep into a wide brick driveway and stopped at a massive black iron gate. She punched in a code on the keypad on the side of the drive and the two halves of the gate swung silently open for them. Putting the transmission into first gear they headed up the long driveway. From what Molly could see in the dark, the long winding driveway led through a large and well manicured estate. Dimly lit pathways wandered through enormous flowerbeds, past granite sculptures and off around manicured hedges. They passed a massive stone fountain, it's jets of water lit from beneath by blue and green spotlights. Surrounding the fountain were dozens of marble statues of nude women in various poses. Finally they rolled to a stop in front of the massive manor house. Dark stonewalls covered with ivy, rose three stories overhead interrupted by hundreds of tall, narrow dark windows. Huge stone steps lead up to the tall double front door, which stood closed. Lucy switched off the ignition and turned to face Molly. "Are you ready Sweetheart?" A nervous flutter ran through Molly's stomach but she nodded and said, "I think so." A warm smile spread on Lucy's delicately freckled face and she leaned in and gave a Molly a soft, lingering kiss before opening the door and climbing out. They climbed the thirteen, broad stone steps up to the huge door that swung silently open at their approach. A single figure stood silhouetted in the bright light spilling through the open doorway. As they got closer Molly could see that the figure was a beautiful black woman of about her own age and wearing the same red dress she had on. Lucy walked up to the black girl and gave her a quick kiss before facing Molly and holding a hand up in introduction. "Molly this is Sheryl, she is another of the Mistress' Pets, just like us." Upon hearing that Sheryl was another Pet, Molly immediately felt a comfortable attachment to the girl. Her eyes glided up the length of the girl as she studied her more closely for a moment. She was a few inches taller that Molly and not as slender, but still very shapely. Attractive legs led up to a perfect, rounded ass, a flat stomach and breasts that were large and well formed but not nearly as large as her own or Lucy's. Molly's eyes flicked up with embarrassment when she realized she had been staring at the girl's chest. She felt her cheeks flush as she looked into Sheryl's dark brown eyes. The eyes were large and welcoming, perched over a broad nose and full lips that were spread in a warm smile. Molly's eyes traveled up to the mass of dozens of small braids all done up in an elaborate pile on top of her head. It gave Sheryl an exotic, foreign look. "It's a pleasure to meet you Molly." Sheryl said in a soft, melodious voice. As she said it she walked up to Molly and without any preamble, leaned in and kissed her full on the lips. Molly's eyes snapped open for an instant then she felt herself melting into the tender kiss. She felt one of Sheryl's hands rest on her hip as the other gently held the back of her head as her tongue slid into her waiting mouth. Molly moaned softly at the wonderful, intimate introduction. At the sound of approaching footfalls, Sheryl slowly broke the kiss and stepped back, but a dreamy, lusty looks still filled her eyes. All three girls turned to face the newcomer. Molly felt the now familiar warmth course through her body at the sight of the tall woman in the form fitting, full-length, black gown. She didn't think there was anyone in the world as beautiful as Cassandra, her Mistress. "Good Evening Mistress." Both Lucy and Sheryl said as one. Molly taking her cue from the others said the same a half second behind. "Good Evening my Pets." Cassandra said as she kissed each girl on the cheek finishing with Molly. "And you..." she looked Molly over with a small smile. "You look delicious my dear. How are you feeling?" "I feel wonderful Mistress, thank you." Cassandra beamed, "Fabulous." She looked Molly up and down again, her eyes seeming to catch momentarily on her chest. "And I see that Lucy has given you your uniform." Her eyes once again roamed hungrily over Molly's tight form. One corner of her mouth quirked up in a sly grin, "Did she explain to you about the rules that go with this uniform?" Without waiting for an answer, she stepped up to Molly and slid one hand up the inside of Molly's thigh until it came to rest on her naked crotch. Molly sucked in a startled breath at the intimate and unexpected contact. Her face flushed crimson from her almost immediate arousal as well as her embarrassment at having her intimate parts touched in front of Sheryl, a girl she just met. Her eyes flicked from her Mistress' beautiful yet commanding face, to Lucy's, to Sheryl's and back to her Mistress. "Mmmmmmm," Cassandra purred. "I can see that she did tell you the most important rule; the 'No Panties' rule." As she talked she slowly pushed one finger up into Molly's moist pussy. "That's my very... favorite... rule." She punctuated each word with a thrust of her finger inside Molly. Still aroused from her earlier session with Lucy, then again from kissing Sheryl and now even more from her Mistress' fingers, within few short moments, Molly was whimpering and shaking. Her eyes were locked on her Mistress as her breath rasped in her lungs. "Does that feel good, my Pet?" The Mistress asked in a breathy voice as she leaned in close to Molly's face, their noses almost touching. "Yesssss." Molly managed to get out in a hiss. "Yes... Mis... Mis... Mistress." Cassandra continued to finger Molly's pussy, "Would my pet like to have a good cum?" "Yes." Molly cried. "Oh... oh, please. P... P... Please Mistress!" "You can't climax until I give you permission, do you understand my Pet?" Cassandra asked, this time with a bit of an edge to her words. Molly could only jerk her head in response. Fire was burning through her and she was approaching the point of no return. She knew that she wouldn't last much longer, her heartbeat thundered in her ears and her whole body was as taut as a piano wire. She knew she couldn't cum without her Mistress' permission, but she felt that if she didn't soon she would explode. "Doesn't she look delicious when she's on the brink?" The Mistress asked, turning to the other girls. "Yes Mistress." They replied as one. Molly didn't know how much longer her body would hold out. She had never before gone so high without climaxing before. The slow, steady stimulation was so intense that it no longer felt like pleasure. It was something higher, beyond pleasure, beyond pain even, it was the most exquisite torture she had ever know. The stimulation was so intense that her mind was only seconds away from shutting down when she heard the Mistress whisper in her ear, "Cum for me my Pet." Molly's body turned to hot molten flesh with her instant release. Every nerve ending in her body fired at once and the flood of sensation overloaded her mind. A piercing scream tore from her throat as her world exploded with white-hot ecstasy. Climax after climax ripped through her only seconds apart. For what could have been hours or only seconds Molly teetered on the edge of madness, sometimes slipping over the edge, sometimes coming back. Finally her body couldn't take any more and she collapsed to the floor at her Mistress' feet and lay still. She opened her eyes one last time to see her Mistress beautiful face hovering over her. Molly opened her mouth but couldn't speak. Taking a deep breath she tried again, "Thank you Mistress." She managed to whisper, and then the blackness took her. Consciousness came back to Molly slowly. She felt as if she were drifting on a cloud, her body completely weightless and free. The pleasant afterglow still pulsed through her veins and she stretched, cat like, emitting a slow dreamy sigh. Soft classical music drifted through the air and added to her dreamlike state. Slowly, almost reluctantly, she opened her eyes. Her first thought was that she really was floating on a cloud. Her vision was filled with a gauzy white material that stretched over her head. After a second she realized that it was a white canopy overhead. She lifted her head slightly and surveyed her surroundings. She was still wearing her red dress, lying in the center of an enormous four-poster canopy bed. The mattress under her was so soft and deep that she had trouble sitting up; she struggled a little and managed to get up onto her elbows. The room was large, very large, Molly realized. She thought that her entire apartment would fit in here with room to spare. The massive bed sat directly in the center of the room raised on a platform with two steps leading up to it. Directly in front of her was an enormous arched double door made of hundreds of small mirrors set in a black iron framework. She saw her image reflected back at her as if she were looking through an old iron fence. Her eyes traveled the rest of the room with interest. The furnishings were ornate and elegant, most of it was antique and very rich looking. As her eyes took in her surroundings she heard a soft click and turned her head to see her Mistress walking in through the large mirrored doors. She turned and closed them behind her before saying, "Well sleepyhead, glad to see you're back in the world of the living." She came over and sat at the foot of the bed. Molly, unsure of what to say, only nodded and said, "Yes Mistress." Cassandra smiled and looked her up and down again. Her eyes caught on Molly's crotch. "Well, I can see I still have a few changes to make." She rose to her feet and walked over to a desk in the corner. Molly, confused, looked down and felt her cheeks heat again. Her dress was pulled up and her dark haired sex was exposed. She started to wriggle around, attempting to cover herself. The Mistress looked back, "No, no, don't cover yourself up." Her smile grew wider, "In fact, remove your dress completely, the shoes too." She turned back to the desk. Molly was no longer embarrassed. Now she was happy to be able to follow her Mistress' command. She quickly pulled the dress off over her head and kicked off the shoes. She sat on the edge of the bed, naked, awaiting further orders. Finally, her Mistress came back holding what appeared to be an old fashioned silver handled hairbrush. She stepped up onto the platform before Molly and held the brush up before her. Her eyes closed and she said a few strange lilting words that Molly didn't understand but she thought they sounded similar to the words she had used in the dressing room that morning. When she finished, the silver of the brush began to glow a dull red as if the metal had been heated in a blacksmith's forge. "Lay back my Pet, and spread your legs." Molly looked at the brush, her eyes wide with fright, "Will it hurt?" "Of course not, my Pet, I would never do anything to hurt you. Now relax." Molly took a deep breath and lay back, sinking into the soft mattress. A moment later she felt the brush rub against her mound. Her Mistress gently brushed the soft hairs between her legs with a slow steady rhythm. Molly felt her pulse quicken and her nipples stiffening again at the gentle attention. But before she got too aroused, her Mistress stopped and sat back. "There, what do you think?" Not understanding, Molly looked down and sucked in a startled breath. All of the hair on her pussy was gone. She was completely hair free between her legs. She spread her legs to get a better look. She hadn't ever shaved herself completely down there; really she hardly ever even trimmed herself there before. She hadn't been this hairless since before she hit puberty. It looked kind of perverse and naughty to her but also undeniably sexy. Cassandra had gotten up to replace the brush on the desk. As she walked away Molly asked in a small voice, "Mistress, may I ask a question?" Her Mistress put the brush down and turned, "Of course you may my Pet. You can always ask me anything you wish." Molly looked down at herself again, "How did you do all this." She gestured vaguely at herself, "How did you change me?" Cassandra eyebrows wrinkled together and she stared at her for a few seconds before replying, "Isn't it obvious?" Molly just looked blank. "Magic." Cassandra said with a little wave of her hand. "Magic?" Molly' eyes went wide. "So you... you're a... a magician?" Cassandra laughed a throaty laugh before replying. "Aaahhh... no." Merriment still danced in her brilliant green eyes, "I'm a Sorceress." "A Sorceress." Molly breathed in amazement. After a few seconds her brow wrinkled and she asked, "How did you get to be a Sorceress?" "I was taught by my mother at first. Then in later years I taught my self." She traced one finger slowly up Molly's smooth thigh before continuing. "It takes years of dedication to master even one minor spell. Complicated spells, such as the one I used to alter your body can take many decades to learn." Molly nodded as she listened until what Cassandra had said finally registered. "Decades? How can that be? You couldn't be more than ten years older than me, fifteen at the most." Cassandra whooped with laughter. Her hands rose and she crossed them over her breasts as she laughed. After she regained control, Cassandra asked, "Would you like to know how old I am my Pet?" Her green eyes twinkled with mischief. Confused and now a little scarred, Molly only nodded. "In a few weeks, I will celebrate my eight hundred sixty eighth birthday." She said with one raised eyebrow. Molly eyes went as large as saucers as she sucked in a startled gasp. "Eight hundred!?" Cassandra nodded, "Would you like to take a guess at how old Lucy is?" She same mischievous grin was on her lips. Molly only stared in wide eyed disbelief. "Lucy was my first Pet. She came with me and my mother when we moved to the United States," she paused for effect, "before the Revolutionary War." She smiled at Molly's wide-eyed look of disbelief. "Lucy is three hundred sixty two years old." A ripple of shock went through Molly and she felt sweat break out on her brow, "How..." was all she could manage to get out. "Magic." Her Mistress said simply. "And what about Sheryl?" Molly asked in a small voice. "She is my newest Pet, she's only fifty." She waved her hand in a casual gesture. Then after a seconds thought added, "Well, not any more actually, you are my newest Pet now." Molly felt lightheaded as she tried to absorb all of these startling revelations. It all seemed so strange and impossible. She thought she must be dreaming. "What about me?" "What do you mean, my Pet?" Cassandra's hand had resumed its slow tracing of Molly's thigh, working upward. "So... so I will... you will..." she paused to collect her thoughts then continued, "we will never get old?" Molly asked. Cassandra smiled, "We will eventually. The spell that slows aging does exactly that, it slows aging, not stops it. The Spell was cast on me when I was sixteen years old and I now appear to be thirty or thirty-five. So I have aged. It just happens very slowly now. So will it be with you." Molly's world continued to spin around her. She was also gradually becoming aware of the growing stimulation of her Mistress' fingers on her sensitive flesh. "Did the spell do anything else to me?" Cassandra's hand had traced its way lazily up Molly's side as a dreamy smile played over her lips. "Oh, just a few other things." The feel of her Mistress' fingers was becoming very distracting to Molly and she had to concentrate on her questions. She was starting to pant a little and she could feel tightness in her breasts. Without looking she knew that her nipples were standing out stiffly hoping for the Mistress' attention. "What other things?" She managed to ask. A New Life "Just a few little things." Her fingers made their way to Molly's breast. "Just a few pleasant little changes." "Pleasant?" Molly asked in a small, quavering voice. She was rapidly loosing her ability to think straight. Her Mistress' fingers seemed to be leaving tingling icy trails wherever they went. She hunched her shoulders a little as a fingertip traced slowly around her nipple. Cassandra's eyes were following her had over Molly's breasts with an almost child-like fascination. "Well, I might have also enhanced your body's response to sexual stimulation and boosted you libido." Her fingers finally made their way to the tip of Molly's nipple and she gave it a soft pinch. A gasp burst from Molly at the intense sensation centered on her nipple. The stimulation only got stronger as her Mistress continued to twist the sensitive nub between her strong fingers. "Missssstressssss..." she moaned out as her rational mind was drowned in a sea of lust. Cassandra got up and stood at the foot of the bed with her back to Molly, "Help me with my dress my Pet." Molly's hands shook as she helped her Mistress remove the long, black dress. The skin tight, silky material peeled away, revealing perfectly smooth, creamy skin underneath. She slid the dress down over her Mistress' wide hips revealing her perfectly shaped bottom that was bare of panties. The dress finally pooled on the floor at Cassandra's feet as she turned around revealing her magnificent body to Molly. "What do you think, my Pet?" Cassandra asked. Molly felt her mouth working but no words came. Her eyes traveled slowly up the shapely legs, to the smooth patch between her Mistress' legs. No hair covered the smooth mound or the pale pink lips. Molly thought she could just see a few small drops of moisture forming on her Mistress' sex. Traveling up over the flat stomach, to firm perfectly formed breasts capped by small, pale pink nipples. Cassandra's breasts were perfectly formed, but not nearly as large as Lucy's or her own. Molly's eyes lingered on the pale nipples for a long moment before finally returning to her Mistress' eyes. "Well?" The Mistress prompted. "You're beautiful Mistress." Cassandra smiled, "So are you, my Pet." She climbed onto the center of the huge bed and lay down on her back. "Now come to me." Molly's breath was coming in panting gasps and her body was trembling with anticipation as she slowly climbed onto the bed and went to lie next to her Mistress. "No," Cassandra raised her hands slightly, "Lay on me." Molly crawled into her Mistress' waiting arms, feeling the softness and the heat from her perfectly smooth skin. Her heavy breasts dragged over the Mistress' body, stimulating her nipples and making her whimper with need. Finally she was directly over her Mistress and she rested some of her weight onto her. At the feel of her own breasts being crushed into Cassandra's her trembling anticipation increased. As her hips met Cassandra's, she could feel their hairless mounds touch and she saw the look of lust in her Mistress'eyes. Her whole body ached with a desperate need as her Mistress placed a hand to each side of her head and gently pulled her lips to her own. When their lips were just inches apart, Cassandra whispered more of the strange words that Molly didn't understand, and then she pulled their faces together. The smooth, firmness of her Mistress' lips, the warm wetness of her tongue, the exotic, flowery smell of her hair all combined in Molly's head into the most wonderfully erotic experience of Molly's life. She felt as if her soul was centered on her lips and was somehow actually touching the soul of her Mistress. She had never even imagined that such a connection was even possible, let alone dreamed that she would experience it. The kiss seemed to go on forever, time had lost all meaning to Molly and the only thing that had any real meaning was Cassandra. Her entire Universe was now centered on the woman lying under her. As they continued to kiss, Molly felt her passions increase as they stroked and fondled each other's bodies. Grabbing, pulling, stroking and pinching anything their hands came in contact with. Molly felt Cassandra's thigh push up between her legs and she groaned at the intimate sensation as her soft, wet, pussy lips pushed against the smooth skin. She pushed her own leg between Cassandra's and enjoyed the moan of rapture that her Mistress released at the contact. The passion continued to build, as their lips remained locked. She cried into Cassandra's open mouth and Cassandra moaned onto hers. Higher and higher they climbed until finally Molly thought her heart would surely burst at any moment as her entire body trembled and her pulse thundered in her ears. The stimulation was so intense that Molly's grip on reality began to slip. She thought she was floating on a cloud high above the world, her Mistress was there with her, their bodies and souls joined in blissful eternity. Her Mistress broke their kiss bringing Molly partway back to reality. "Are you... ready... my... Pet?" She gasped out. "Yes... Mistress... yessssss..." Her Mistress spoke one more strange word and with a blinding flash of white light, Molly's world exploded. Blinding waves of mind shattering intensity ripped through Molly as her entire body convulsed with an orgasm more powerful than anything she had ever imagined. Her scream shattered the air of the bedroom as every nerve in her body overloaded. She collapsed on top of her Mistress and clung to her desperately trying not to be washed away by the incredible undulations of ecstasy that pounded her from all sides. She was only dimly aware of her Mistress' screams that mirrored her own as she experienced the same climax. She clung to her Mistress for what seemed like forever as she experienced orgasm after orgasm, each lasting longer than the one before until Molly could no longer tell where one ended and the next began. It all melted into a mind numbing sea of endless pleasure that she was drowning in an exquisite demise. The pleasure was so excruciating that Molly though that she must have died but didn't know if she was in Heaven or Hell. The world came back to Molly slowly as she began to regain her senses. She was bathed in sweat, lying on her side, curled against her Mistress. Her entire body seemed sluggish and she could hardly move but she managed to raise her head enough to look into her Mistress' incredibly green eyes. She felt the now familiar warm glow when she saw the smile on her Mistress' full lips. "That was wonderful my Pet." She looked into Molly's eyes and added, "Are you ok?" "Yes Mistress." Molly said in a dreamy voice. "I've never been better." "That's good my Pet, very good indeed, because there will be many more nights like this to come, many, many more. Now sleep my Pet, tomorrow will be a busy day." Molly laid her head on her Mistress' chest as she gave in to the feeling of exhaustion that was rapidly overtaking her. "Yes Mistress." She sighed as sleep took her. A New Life Early Beginning It was an early Tuesday evening, and a fine one at that, when my twenty-two year old son came home from a shift of work. A gust of chill November air blew through the door as he stepped inside, and half turned to close the door behind him. Kero, the family dog, was the first to greet him, a plush animal in his muzzle, muffling his happy greeting growls. I could tell by the set of Matthew's face that he had had a hard day, but Kero always brings a smile to my beautiful son's face. He knelt down and ruffed Kero's fur and rubbed his ears the way the dog loves, making low growling noises in the back of his throat in return to the Kero's. Kero trotted back over to where I lay on the couch, TV momentarily forgotten, and plopped down on the floor next to me. Kero's a momma's boy, just like my sweet son. Twenty-two years old and still so loving towards others. Amazing, considering the hell his father has put him through. His father and I divorced when he was a baby, but his father won custody over him through trickery and lies. Years went by, and my son finally came around once he learned the truth. He's been with living with me for a couple years, and the changes he's made are amazing. He's grown in so many ways, but will always be my little boy. Even the uniform of a State Park Ranger with a gun on his hip can't change that for me. "Hard night, sweetie? Come and sit a bit, you look like you need to get off those feet for a bit." I said. "Sounds like a darn good ideer ma, let me grab a beer first, and get rid of this iron." He said in a Texas drawl, gesturing at his hip, a hint of a devilish grin touching the corner of his mouth as he turned down the hallway, towards his bedroom. "Want a beer, Sheriff?" I called out to him. Knowing the answer before the question was even out of my lips, already getting up and going to the kitchen to get one for him. The look on his face as he had opened the house door was all the answer I needed. I was back on the couch waiting for him with a beer in my hand when he came back out, his weapon and day stuff put away. His shirt was un-tucked and unbuttoned, but otherwise was still in uniform. He stood in front of the sofa for a moment and stretched his back, which popped in a short quick succession before sitting next to me, taking the offered beer. "Thanks mom, I was looking forward to a drink the entire ride home. Hell, half the day, for that matter." "Bad day, huh? What's up, hon?" I asked, hiding my concern as I flicked off the TV and tossed the remote aside before turning to face him. "Nothin' much, just had to deal with a drunk beating on his wife. Fucking prick, I wanted to break his jaw, and damn near had to before the cops could get there to haul his ass away." His sigh told me the rest, that it was a bad one. He loves his career as a park ranger, but I still felt bad that he has to deal with such slime. "Is she going to be okay?" I asked, moving a bit closer, and resting my hand on his leg, giving a gentle squeeze. "Yeah, she'll be fine. Bumps and bruises, nothing broken, but the physical injury isn't what concerns me. Every blow just lowers her self-worth lower and lower. I wish I could offer her more help. At least she didn't have any kids to witness that, thank god." Switching his beer from his right hand to his left, his now free hand resting on mine, taking a long draft of his Corona. "Dinner will be ready soon," I mentioned, turning the conversation to a lighter direction. "Build up an appetite protecting the forest and the beavers?" A wicked grin flashed across his face as he took a sip, and then lightly commented, "I'm not permitted to interact with beavers while on duty, ma, but yeah the forest is safe enough, and I could eat." "Matthew!!" I cried out, and smacked his leg as he laughed heartily. I couldn't help but join him in his laughter. Matt and I have a very close relationship. We're as much best friends as we are mother and son, and we're comfortable talking about most anything. We're closer than most families, I think, and I wouldn't change it for the world. I love that he feels so comfortable around me. He talks to me about everything; his work, girlfriends, and dreams are frequent topics, and him walking around home in nothing but his underwear is a common sight. I briefly wondered if I'd get to see him that way tonight, then quickly brushed the thought aside, putting it down to nothing more than pride at creating such a gorgeous body. "Why don't you go take a shower? Dinner should be ready by the time you get out, and we can eat together." I suggested. "It might do some good, help loosen up those muscles, relax you a bit." "Sounds like a plan. Care to join me?" grinning that devilish grin of his again, making me laugh. "You nut!" laughing as I turned to go into the kitchen to set the small table, wondering why the offer sent a shiver down my spine. I quickly forgot about it as I went about setting the table. As I was placing the two dishes on the table, I heard his bedroom door open and looked up in time to catch the sight of him in his underwear walking toward the bathroom. My eyes took in his form like they always do. A quick sweep of his body, taking in the tanned, firm flesh, the curve of his hips and tight buns flexing as he walked, down his legs and back up again. Motherly pride. I told myself once the bathroom door was shut and the vision slowly faded from my minds inner eye. A New Life Let's start by saying that life never turns out the way you expect it to. I was suppose to end up being married to my high school sweetheart and have a family and kids and just be a happy housewife. But one day, I woke up and decided I was unsure of the path I was on. But I never expected to be hooked on black cock and be a sex toy for any black men that says hello to me. But I love black cock and that is my life now. I entered my second senior year in high school and even though I had been with my boyfriend for 4 years. I wanted to see what other guys had to offer. So I would go over to the neighboring towns and have random hookups with guys and I enjoyed sex very much. My parents would never approve of my behavior but they would never find out. They still thought I was a virgin since my boyfriend claimed to be a virgin to my parents when we all were coming home from church one day. But that was a lie, We been fucking for nearly 2 and a half years and the sex was okay at first then once I got other experiences. He wasn't as good or as big as I thought a guy could be. But I played the role of a naive virgin to my family and most of my girl friends since they all were gossiping bitches. I started to hate my life in Illinois and wanted to experience life some more. But my parents had other ideas for me. My parents and my boyfriend's parents were very close and talk of us getting married and having kids was part of their everyday conversations since we were both 5. I mentioned that I wanted to go away for college but my folks rejected that idea and said I could go to the local community college and start a family with Rex. It was around prom time that I was truly miserable. The dance was okay and my best friend won prom queen and we went out celebrating. We got drunk and like every other girl on prom night and I ended up being fucked by my boyfriend and it wasn't that good and I found myself bored at the experience. The next day, I drove outta town to pick up a few things for my folks and ended up fucking some guy in his pick up truck just because he was something different and the sex was much better than with Rex. Since I couldn't get a chance to go away for college, I asked my folks if I could get a place closer to the community college, so I can have my own space and they shot down that idea and told me that they wanted to look out for my best interest and my safety. I was frustrated and annoyed with my life. So once school ended, I made a decision that I wanted to live life and experience life. So I decided towards the end of the summer to go to Europe and explore the world. So I worked my cute butt off and did some thing in other towns that would shame my family but I knew what I wanted and went for it all. I stripped in the strip clubs 2 towns over and made good cash and would take up customers who offered me money for sex while working while at the same time I worked in my families store during the day. I spent less and less time with Rex and we would argue and argue but he would always back down and apologize. His friends called him a wussy that was scared to lose his hot girlfriend. But compared to other girls in town I was okay looking in my eyes. I had a shapely figure, with my measurements being 34D-26-38. Plus being 18 years old, I was eye candy and every guy that saw me at the strip club was eye fucking me when I came onto stage and dreaming of me when they went homes to their wives or to their lonely apartments. I did a great job at hiding my secret life from my folks but that all changed once one of my dad's best friends came into the club and I didn't notice. Usually when I saw someone I knew, I would put on a mask and change my rountine or just have someone else go onstage for me. But this time I was busted and right dead center near the stage was my dad's best friend. I went along with my routine and left the stage to a fist full and a g-string full of money. A few minutes later, I had the boss come up and tell me that he had a lap dance waiting from me. I walked out to the area and saw my dad's best friend sitting there. "I always knew you were a cute girl but had no idea how hot you really were" He said. I smiled and just giggled. "Please don't tell my folks, I just want to save money for my future." I pleaded with him. "Don't worry Ashley, I won't say anything but I did pay for a lap dance from you, so let's see what you got." He said. So I gave him a lap dance that he would never forget, and at the end he was really into it and a bulge was noticeably in his pants all during the dance and when I finishing up, I grinded on his bulge a little and smiled at him. When the music ended I got off straddling him and smiled at him standing there in front of him completely naked. "That was well worth it and I do have to saw that you look much better now naked than you did the last time I saw you when you were 2 years old." He commented. "Now, if you really don't want me to tell your dad, and then meet me at mile marker 67 when you get done with work." He added. He gave me an extra twenty then walked out. I finished my shift and went to meet my dad's best friend by mile marker 67. I got out of my car and walked towards his car. He opened the door from the inside and I got in. When I got into the car, I saw that he had no pants on and his dick was hanging out. "I've been waiting for you and thinking about this for a long time now. I won't tell your family about your job if you suck my dick whenever I want it." He said. I knew I had no choice and that the summer was almost over. I already had my plane ticket, passport and whole trip across Europe planned. So I leaned down towards his limp dick and begin to play with it. I stroked it up and down until it got hard then wrapped my lips around his head and slowly moved it into my mouth. He moaned with delight and a few minutes later, he came and was exhausted. "Anything else, Mr. Jones," I asked. "No baby, you can go, I love my wife but I would fuck you in a heartbeat if I didn't." He said. So I got out of the car and drove home. I was embarrassed and worried that Mr. Jones would go back on his word and tell my folks. I blew him on random occasions over the next few weeks and whenever he came over to see my dad. It was awkward and strange. I broke up with Rex a week before my trip and he cried like a little girl and tried to get my back every day telling me how in love with me he was and even asked me to marry him but I couldn't bring myself to it and told him to wait for me until I got back from Europe to see where we will go. I had more than enough cash for my whole trip and was ready to escape my boring, unfulfilling life in small town USA. When I told my parents, they refused the notion but told them that I loved them but I needed this for me and needed to experience life. My dad was furious and threatened to lock me in my room but my mom knew where I was coming from and although she didn't agree with it, she understood it. So I left the US for Europe and my first stop was London, I saw all the sights and had tons of fun. I didn't have a place to stay and just crashed at places when I could and if all else failed I would get a cheap room for the night. I did this for the next two months as I traveled throughout Europe. I can say that I fucked a guy in at least 10 different countries. Even experimented with a woman in Italy and France and kind of liked it. I did plenty of things that most women wouldn't be proud of it I had to do what I had to do. Half way thru my trip, I ran low on cash and needed to eat, so a hot girl like me did what she had to do. Once, I got to Portugal which was my last stop until back to the US, I was hanging out at one of the local watering holes by the port and heard this older black guy talking about this big party that was being held in Morocco. I was interested and he was interested in me. He walked up and bought me dinner and a drink. I was strangely attracted to this guy and I sensed that he knew it. We drank some more and talked and his accent was so cool and different going straight thru my eyes and right down to my moistening pussy. I was drunk and invited him back to my room in which he agreed. We walked down the street and he towered over me and his dark skin was enthralling for me since I never had a black man interested in me and it was a new experience. So we got back to my room and soon as I closed my door, He sat down on the bed and ordered me to get undressed. His forceful tone was a turn on for me and I did my sexy strip tease like I use to do while I worked at the strip club. I saw a huge bulge in his pants forming and was wondered how big this man really was. After I got done and was spread on his lap and my pussy was soaking wet, he ordered me to get onto my knees in front of him. "I will assume that you know what to do next" He said. I moved onto my knees in front of him and ran my hands slowly up his massive thighs. I undid his belt and undid his pants as he leaned back giving me room to get him undressed. I slid off his pants and a ray of moonlight came thru the window and landed flush onto his groin and the bulge was even bigger than I could imagine. My pussy was soaking wet now and I removed his underwear slowly and could see the sheer thickness of his dick is thicker than anything I ever seen and it didn't seem to end. It finally revealed itself completely as his underwear hit the floor and I was in awe and in shock at the size of this dick. "Wow, you have a big dick" I commented as I licked my lips. "Silly white girl, this is a cock, a big black cock." He said "Now repeat it" He added. "Wow, you have a big black cock." I said. I wrapped my white hand around his massive black cock and it seemed so small and I felt so helpless around this man. I began to stroke his cock slowly and saw it get even bigger and thicker as it became erect. I ran my tongue over his head and twirled my tongue all over it then down the shaft and the taste and feel was truly intoxicating. I couldn't control myself and acted like a whore in heat while sucking on his cock it was by far the best blowjob that I could ever give to a guy. I took his cock deep into my mouth as much as I could and licked his huge black balls and wanted nothing more than for him to cum in my mouth. I never swallowed cum before but this time I wanted to try. I worked his cock feverishly and he let out brief moans of delight and finally he erupted in my mouth and the cum tasted wonderful and tasted better than anything I ever had had in my life. But, he came so much that it filled my mouth and began to come out the sides of my mouth dripping onto my chest and erect nipples. I held onto the base of his cock as I moved my mouth off his cock licking all his cum off my lips and savored the taste in my mouth. "Not bad for a white girl" He commented. "Now you want to see what this black cock can do to white girls like you." He added "Oh yes, oh god yes" I begged. "Get on the bed on your hands and knees" He commanded. I did what he said and thought to myself on what that massive black cock is going to do to my pussy and wondered what it was like to be fucked doggy style as they called it. The only positions I ever did was missionary and on top. I felt him get onto the bed behind me and the anticipation of having this huge black cock in my pussy was driving me wild. He slide his hands between him legs up to my pussy and my back arched to his touch. "White girl, want some black cock in her, doesn't she" I said. I moaned out, "Oh yes" He spread my legs apart a little more and his big strong hands grabbed onto my hips and position himself to violate me and my white pussy. I felt the heat from his cock nearing my pussy and felt his head brush up and down my pussy lips. He teased my wet and wanting pussy a little bit more then plunged the head of his cock into my pussy and it felt like the fourth of July in my head and body. He pushed deeper and deeper into me stretching my pussy to limits that it has never experienced before and I thought he was going to rip me apart. The pain I felt at first soon gave way and a rush of euphoria soon filled my body as his massive cock filled my pussy. He held his cock deep in me and I felt like a virgin all over again. His grip on my hips got tighter and began to move his cock in and out of my soaking wet pussy. Fireworks were going off in my head as he fucked me with his black cock. His pace quickened and became rougher. "Stop, you are hurting me" I moaned out. He grunted and continued to abuse my pussy with his massive black cock. My breasts were swaying back and forth from the brutal pounding that I was taking but as much as it hurt then orgasmic feeling that I had took over my senses and I was cumming nonstop as he treated me like his slut. "You love my black cock, don't you slut" He grunted out, "I love your black cock" I moaned out. He smacked my white ass hard and ordered me to say it louder, "I love your black cock." I screamed out and that made his pace quicken even more. He continued to pound me unmercifully for the next half hour. I never have experienced such an intense orgasm and sense of wonderment at how great sex can be with a man. He briefly pulled his cock out of my swollen and used pussy and a wave of emptiness quickly filled that area and I wanted more. "Fuck me more" I begged. He slammed his cock back into me and slowly pulled it out. I moaned in delight and the fireworks continued in my head and my eyes were closed enjoying the moment like nothing better than before. He continued to slam his cock home and drag it out slowly and it was hot. Soon, he pushed my torso down onto the bed, so that my ass was the only thing in the air. "Damn, a big ass for a white girl" He commented as he started to fuck my pussy into submission. I moan and screamed in ecstasy as he ravaged my pussy and all I wanted was more. He smacked my ass a few times telling me that I was his slut and his words turned me on even more. "Fuck me with that big black cock more" I screamed out. He continued to pound me for a few more minutes and then he let out a huge grunt and I felt a huge wave of cum fill my pussy and the feeling felt wonderful to me. It felt like he came for hours inside me and his pace began to slow down and I felt the fullness inside to become less. He pulled out and released his grip on my hips and I collapsed onto the bed. His cum began to ooze out of my glistening pussy and it knew that it just got the fucking of its life. He stood above me admiring his destruction of my pussy and how used I looked at the moment. I curled up into a ball and savored the moment hoping that he would stay the night. He gathered his clothes and got dressed. Once he was dressed, he sat down on the bed near me and began to write something down on a sheet of paper. "My little slut likes black cock doesn't she" He said. "Mmm, yes I do now" I commented. "Now, if you wanna go to this party, you will meet me at this location at this time and I will take you there," He said and then tossed the paper onto the bed and left. I lay in bed savoring the moment of the best fuck of my life and wanted more of this guy's black cock. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his cock. I wondered if I took my birth control pill this morning but didn't care really. I fell asleep with the biggest smile on my face. I woke up the next morning and could barely move. My pussy was sore as hell and I could barely walk to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror and my mascara was all over the place and I look liked a raccoon. I had bruises on my hips and on my ass from him smacking me on my ass. I took a quick shower and then relaxed as I stared at the note that this guy left. I was scheduled to leave back to the states at 10 pm. I debated on whether I should go or just go home ending my trip on the best fuck ever. I made up my mind and see if I could get a plane out a few days later and found one that could accommodate me. So I gathered my things and checked out of the room that I was staying in. I got strange looks from those around me in the lobby and think they my have heard me last night. I began to think I was never that vocal before in bed but last night just brang out the inner slut in me. I walked towards my destination and found myself looking at black men differently and I began to wonder what they were like in bed and how big their cocks were. I arrived at the port and found the dock that I was told to meet this guy. I saw this huge ship in front of me with the older black guy from the night before standing there waiting for me. My pussy became instantly wet as I saw him. "Hi" I said. "How's my white pussy doing after last night" He commented. "Wanting more" I commented with a sexy smile on my face. "Oh, you will" He said in a devilish tone. I walked onto this huge ship and really didn't see anyone. "Where is everyone?" I asked. "My crew is down below working and you are lucky to be the only passenger on the ship, we dropped off a huge cargo load here and now going back to another port to drop off another." He commented. The ship began to move away from the dock and out to sea. I watched the city become farther and father away as the picture of the sun setting in the west looked magical. My black sex god came back to me and picked up my things and I thought he would show me to my room now. That all changed once he tossed some of my luggage over the edge. "You won't be needed that junk anymore, you have all you will ever want now" He said as he pulled out his cock. "Now, get naked and let me see those white tits and ass" He ordered. I undressed and couldn't take my eyes off his cock. I was now completely naked and the sunshine and ocean breeze felt so good over my body and across my hot, wanting pussy for his black cock. He motioned for me to come to him. I walked closer to him and he cupped my breasts then ran his hand over my trimmed pussy and I purred like a kitten. He placed his hand on top of my head and pushed me down to my knees. "Now, do what you been dying to do all day long" He commented. I grabbed onto his flaccid cock with both hands and began to stroke it slowly making it hard. I lost control of myself and began to slobber all over his cock. His massive black cock moved in and out of my mouth. I felt this tip of his cock hit the back of my throat and I gagged briefly and he continued to push himself deeper into my mouth. I worked his cock with my tongue and my lips. I was addicted to this cock and all I was thinking about was him cumming in my mouth again. As I did my thing, he felt this load about to explode and he pulled out and grabbed onto my hair and came all over my face. I licked up as much cum as I could then used my fingers to scoop up any I could on my mouth and tits. "Now, white girl, you will be getting plenty of that while you are with us." He said I wiped away his cum from my eyes and saw him toss my clothes over the edge also. "Now, stand up and turn around slut." He ordered. I turned around and saw 20 black guys staring at me with wanton lust. "Listen here you white slut, there is no party, I just wanted to get some white meat on this trip and my crew been at sea for a long time and ain't seen a piece of white ass in a long time" He told me. "Now you will suck and fuck us whenever we want and do whatever else we want you to do" He ordered me. "Do you understand?" He added. I nodded my head while the taste of his cum lingered in his mouth. Now a part of me was scared at this but another part of me didn't care and all I could think of how great the sex was last night and how much I enjoyed this black man's cock. And found myself wondering if all could do what he did to me last night. He dismissed the crew that was on the deck and told me told me to follow him. A New Life He led me down to the lower levels of the ship and showed me my room. It wasn't the best place in the world but had a view of the ocean and had a shower and a bed, so that was good enough for me. "Now if you do what I say and I will let you go once we reach Florida and that will be about 3 weeks so if you are a good little white slut to us then you can have your freedom, do you understand." He said. "Why are you doing this to me?" I asked. "I enjoy turning out white women to black cock and turning them into shameless sluts for black men and bred by black men to make our race superior, so I find the best ass I can find and fuck them silly." He replied. I really had no answer to what he said and he told me that I should be in his quarters in an hour to service him. So I put away some of the few things that I had left, like my birth control and my toiletries and just lay in bed. About an hour later, I didn't want to miss my chance to get fucked again by the black captain, so I looked for his room. I passed several of the crew members and they stopped me to play with my breasts and squeeze my ass. I knew they were talking about me but had no idea on what they were saying. I found his room a few minutes later and knocked on the door. The door opened and I saw my black capturer standing at the door completely naked and my eyes automatically locked onto his limp black cock. "So does my white sex toy like what she sees?" He asks "Oh yes, I love your black cock." I replied. "Good, tonight we will see how much that juicy white ass likes it." He commented. "Oh no, not my ass, I never did it there, please don't, my pussy yes, but don't fuck my ass." I begged. "So you never had a dick in your ass before? He asked. "No" I replied, "Well, tonight that will all change." He said. I begged once again and started to cry at the thought of what his big black cock would do to my virgin white ass. "Listen bitch, you will do what I say and now you will have to pay for your lack of respect and disobedience." He snapped at me. He next got on the loud speaker and made an announcement to the ship then grabbed me by my hair and dragged me back up to the deck of the ship. I could tell by his demeanor that he was not too happy with my actions and wondered what he had planned for me next. As the crew made its way to the deck, he began to pull me towards the edge of the deck and tied my hands to the ship, so I couldn't move. He then made an announcement to the ship's crew which was met by a huge cheer and excitement by the crew. "Now, we are all gonna fuck you in the ass and by the time we are done with it, you wont be able to walk straight or shit for a week without being in pain." He said in a mean tone. I began to cry at the thought of what is going to happen to me. I saw one of the crew moves behind me and rub my pussy. He spread my legs apart and pressed his cock head at the entrance of my ass. I made once last attempt to beg him to not to do it but he grabbed onto my hips and stuck his cock head into my ass. It felt uncomfortable and I begged him not to do it. "Shut up bitch, you will take it and enjoy it soon enough." My capturer said as he sat down on the ledge watching the soon to be destruction of my anus. He then proceeded to shove his black cock into my ass deeper and I screamed out in pain. But my screams of pain just made him go deeper and deeper into my ass. I felt his body weight pressing against me as he shoved his cock deeper and deeper until it had no more room to go. He left it there and it felt like I someone had stuck a pole in my ass and it hurt like hell and the tears from my eyes began to become more intense as I begged him to stop. He then slowly pulls out of my ass and the pain began to subside a little bit. He then slammed his black cock back into my ass and I screamed out in pain. "Stop, you are ripping me apart" I screamed out. The comment didn't seem to bother him as he began to pound my white ass with his big black cock and the pain was unbearable for the longest time but then the pain dulled a little bit and I had my first orgasm from anal sex and it felt wonderful. Soon after my first orgasm, he came deep in my ass then pulled out of my ass. As he was pulling out, I heard loud pop and felt an empty void in my ass. He released his grip and my legs crumbled and I felt his cum seeping out of my ass. "That's one down and 20 more to go." The captain commented, The next man positioned himself behind me and wasted no time and just slammed his cock into my sore ass. He feverishly pounded my ass and came a few minutes later. Man after man came and pounded my white ass. Some of the guys felt thicker than the other and some were longer but they all had the same thing in common, they all came in my ass and all made me had an orgasm. "So my white slut likes black cock in her ass now." My black capturer asked. "Yes, I love black cock in my ass, but no more please." I begged. "Don't worry baby you only got a few more left." He joked. So the final group of crew members got their turns tearing my ass up and cumming in side me. The last one to have his turn was my black capturer. He smacked my white ass with the palm of his hand which seemed to echo over the water and the crew cheered the pain that I was in. He then smacked the other cheek. I could barely stand because my legs felt like rubber. He grabbed onto me and then slammed his cock deep into my ass and his cock reached depths that no other cock today had ever reached and I winced in pain. He then violently began to pound my ass with no mercy and the tears were coming from my eyes and my pussy was cumming like no tomorrow. I wish I knew what happened at the end of the experience and how long he actually raped my white ass or if anyone else got a second serving but I ended up passing out from the pain and pleasure. I woke up the next day to find me in my cabin bed and my ass was throbbing in pain and sore from the abuse that I received the previous day. I tried to sit up but it hurt and I was able to deal with the pain and try to stand up and go clean myself off. The bed sheets stuck to me and once I pulled them off. There was a mixture of cum and blood from ass on the sheet. I pulled them off also and then there was a knock on my door. I opened the door and it was one of the crew members smiling at me with a plate of food and some other thing. "This ointment will ease the pain in your ass and maybe you feel better" The crew member said with a heavy accent. "Also, the captain said for you to rest and heal up then, you are fair game to the whole crew, whenever we want you." He added as he fondled my breasts and roughly played with my pussy as he pushed me against the wall. I came instantly to his rough touch on my sensitive pussy. "Typical white slut cumming for a black man" The crew member said to me. I sat down and ate the food that was given to me and just lay in bed wondering why this was happening to me and maybe my dad was right that girls who act slutty get what they deserve in life. But every time I closed my eyes, all I could see is the captain's black cock and what it did to my pussy and ass and how intense the orgasms I had were. I tried to get out of my room later in the day but I was locked in and couldn't go anywhere. As the sun set in my room, I turned on the small light that I had in my room and heard my door unlock and saw the captain at my door. "So how is my white slut feeling today, I bet that ass is sore" He commented. "Yes, it hurts still." I replied. "That's what you get when you disobey a black man and not give him what he wants, do you understand." He mentioned. "I need my cock sucked and since I know you are sore, I won't fuck your ass tonight and make that pussy want black cock even more by not giving you any." He told me. So I sat up in my bed and waited for him to come closer. I reached out and undid his pants and pulled out his massive black cock that I was hooked on. I grabbed onto the shaft and began to stroke it slowly licking around the head of his cock. I went thru my usual blowjob routine and eventually he blew his load in my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could but several drops fell onto my breasts. "Well, looks like you need some practice on swallowing black men cum." He said. "So you will blow every guy tonight and you better not spill a drop of cum or else you will have to do everyone all over again." He ordered me. The captain made an announcement over the ship's loudspeaker and the first crew member arrived at my room. I was still sitting at the edge of the bed with the taste of the captain's cum still lingering in my mouth. The captain moved to the chair that was set up by the desk and the crew member moved closer to me with a big smile on his face. I thought to myself that at least I now get to see what cocks entered my ass yesterday. So I undid his pants and pulled out his black cock and gave him a blowjob. A few minutes into it I was wet and horny for black cock and wanted it in my pussy. He blew his load a few moments later and I swallowed every drop. "Good white slut." The captain said and the crew member pulled up his pants and left, shortly after that another one arrived and I sucked off each crew member and my jaw was starting to hurt from being open so wide from the sheer thickness of some of the crew members. I was doing a great job at swallowing until I got to the second to last guy or at least that is what I guessed. He was a heavy cummer and I swallowed as much as I could and ended up gagging on some of the heavy load that he dropped in my mouth and the cum flowed onto my chest. I was disappointed in my performance and wanted to swallow his load completely but I failed. "I guess that it is more practice for my white whore." The captain laughed. So I had to blow the whole crew once again and this time I swallowed every drop and the taste of black cum was better and better each time I swallowed a load. The scent of black cock and black men was intoxicating for me and all I could think of is that I wanted more. Several times while sucking on the crew's cock, I wondered what they would feel like inside my pussy. So after I blew the last guy on the ship, the captain walked out of the room and locked me in my room. I fell asleep with the lingering taste of black cum in my mouth and I went to bed horny as hell for some black cock. I woke up the next morning to a knock on my door and the door being unlocked. It was one of the crew members bringing me my breakfast. He put down the tray of food and walked towards me. He ran his hand over my legs and plunged it to my pussy. He moved onto the bed and spread my legs as he pulled down his pants revealing his cock to me.He positioned himself to invade my pussy with his black cock and teased my pussy lips with his cock. "Fuck me with your big black cock." I begged. He plunged his cock inside me wet pussy and I moaned in sheer delight. He worked his cock inside my pussy and I came in an instant. He worked his cock in and out of my pussy with relative easy and I moaned and bucked in sheer delight. My moans and screams of passion seemed to turn him on and his pace quickened and he began to pound my pussy, "Fuck me harder," I begged him. He feverishly pounded my pussy as fireworks went off in my head and I bite down on my bottom lip to muffle the screams of pleasure that I was experiencing at the moment. After, several long hard thrusts he shot his load deep into my womb and laid on top of me breathing heavily exhausted from fucking me. I felt his cock go limp inside me and then felt him pull out. His massive load of cum began to seep out of my pussy and I laid there enjoying the experience as he pulled up his pants and walked out the room. I lay there still spread wide for black cock feeling some of the guys cum ooze out of my pussy and moved my hand to clean some of it off me. I scooped up some and licked my fingers clean tasting as wonderful mixture of black cum and my own juices. So for the next few days, I was fucked silly by each of the crew members one by one and loved every minute of it. I wanted black cock more and more and when I was alone in my room, all I could think about is cumming for black cock. Once the captain knew I was hooked on black cock, he allowed me to leave my room and wander around the ship. I would tan on the deck and whenever someone needed servicing. I would fuck them instantly with no questions asked. I learned new positions and never knew how great sex could be with a man. I was a slut for black cock and getting more black cock was all that I wanted. A few days later, things changed for me. I went from just fucking one guy at a time to fucking 2 or 3 guys at a time. I loved being the center of attention and the desire of every guy on the ship. I felt for the first time the sheer joy of being fucked in my pussy and sucking on a black cock. I even experiences on several occasions, a black cock in every one of my holes and how wonderful and intense the orgasms felt and wanted to experience it more than once and the crew was more than willing to give me what I want. One day, the captain came to my room after some of his crew got done gangbanging me and I was exhausted by wanted more. "I see my little black cock slut can't get enough." He commented. "I love black cock and want all I can get" I replied. "Tonight, you can eat with the crew and then entertain us with one of those sexy dances that you perform once in awhile for us," He told me then walked out. I lay in bed hoping that one of the crew members would come into my room and fuck me but no one came and I was increasingly becoming hornier and hornier as the day went by. It was around dinner time and I took my tanned naked body into the dining area and saw that all the guys look up at me and admire my ample chest and killer booty. They all wanted me and all used me for their carnal desires and I loved the attention and loved black cock even more. I scanned the room as I sat down next to the captain and knew what everyone of their cocks looked like and what they enjoyed the most in bed. As dinner was ending, the captain ordered me to entertain the crew. So I got up onto the table and began to dance sexy for the crew. My hands explored my body and rubbed my private parts. The crew was noticeably turned on and I began to give lap dances to some of the crew. But the mood of the room changed from enjoyment and happiness to wanton sexual lust. One of the guys picked me up off his lap and pinned me to the table and slammed his cock deep inside my pussy. I came instantly to the rough treatment. He pounded my pussy for a few minutes then pulled out and came all over my stomach and chest. The next thing I knew the whole crew was lined up to fuck me and do whatever they want to me. I prepped some of the guy and sucked on some of the crew's black cock as another invaded my pussy. I was orgasming like no tomorrow and was hot and horny wanting more. I did find it strange that none of them would cum in me but cum on my face, or my tits, or just on my stomach and pussy. But, I didn't mind, I was getting black cock and having great orgasms. They ran a train on me fucking my ass; pussy and even titty fucked me before they came on my face. I had no idea that the captain was filming all the activities and I acting like the black cock whore that I have become. I also wondered if that stuck up bitch of a cheerleader in high school enjoyed having a train run on her by the basketball team as much as I did at the moment. After the crew got done with their dessert, they left me in the dining room covered in sweat and cum feeling like a dirty whore. But all I could think about is how much I wanted more and how much I enjoyed the attention. I saw the captain come closer and patted me on my head. "A good black cock slut you have become and I'm sure your parents would be proud of you." He commented. "They would disown me if they knew what I have been up too," I joked. "Well, looks like I shouldnt send this video tape to your folks then, so they can see what a shameless black cock slut you have become." He said. I was in shock but at the same time I was curious about the tape and how I looked on it. So I decided ask him if I could watch it. So he liked my request and told me to clean myself up and meet him in his room in one hour. I went back to my room to cheers and gropes and grabs from the crew. I showered, cleaned myself up and went to the captain's room. "Sit on the floor and watch yourself act like a whore." He ordered. I sat down on the cold floor and the captain started the tape. It started with me doing my sexy dance on the table then proceeded to show me acting like a whore. I was fucking one guy, getting double penetrated, sucking and getting fucked in my pussy and ass by every guy in the room and letting them cum all over me. I was turned on by watching me fuck and wanted the captain to use me now. "Ill bet that you want some more black cock in you and you want mine." The captain mentioned. "Yes, fuck me; fuck me with your black cock." I begged. "Sorry whore, you are no longer worthy of my cock and only good enough for my crew." The captain said. I felt my heart sink in my chest and felt worthless. "Soon, we dock in the US and you can leave the ship, we are done with you and find a new piece of ass to use." The captain informed me. "But, I don't want to leave, I want to stay, I hate my life at home." I begged. "Sorry my white whore, we are done with you and of no use of you anymore." He commented. "If you want some black cock you will have to find it for yourself and let them fuck you." He added. As a token of appreciation for my services, he gave me back some of my things that I thought he threw overboard. He dismissed me and I went back to my room and began to cry at the thought of not being on the ship anymore. I sat in my room and no man would come near me and when I wanted to have my fun, they would push me away and walk away. I was losing my mind and was so horny that I thought I would explode. The next day he came back into my room and thought that he wanted a piece of me but I was wrong, "I had some time to think about what you said and wanted to make it right, so I know how much you hate your life at home, so I sent the video tape to your family. I will bet they will have a heart attack when they see there sweet angel be nothing more than a cum dumpster for black men." He told me. I was in shock and devastated because I could never show my face at home again but at the same time I thought that he was going to keep me on the ship. "Once we land in Florida, my cousin will have you. The city of Atlanta needs a piece of white meat like you to use and abuse." The captain told me. "Plus, you already were a stripper and now you are a black cock slut, so it's a natural fit for you, plenty of black cock and plenty of attention, isn't that what you want the most?" He asked. "Yes" I replied heartbroken. I looked out the window and saw land for the first time. I had no idea where I was but it was nice to see something besides water. I tried to leave my room but the captain had locked my door once again and I was a prisoner once again. I was all alone for one more day until I heard the ship slowing down and a voice telling me to get dressed from the other side of the door. I put on clothes for the first time in nearly 3 weeks and it felt funny. The door unlocked and two men entered my room. One grabbed my things and the other grabbed me and led me up to the deck of the ship. There I saw the captain talking to a very large and intimidating man. He was black as night and built like a football player and can I tell you, I was horny for him. He and the captain saw me appear on the deck and a big smile appeared on the man's face and the crew member dragged me over to the conversation. A New Life "So you like our white sex toy, Jamal." Don't you?" The captain asked. "She will have to do, nice ass, big tits, perfect for black cock." Jamal said. Jamal shook the captain's hand and then grabbed my arm and lead me to his car. He threw my things into his trunk then threw me into the front seat of his car. "Listen bitch, we own you now and you will do whatever we say, we will be pimping your white ass out to every black customer that wants a piece of white pussy, you understand that whore?" Jamal asked. "Yes." I replied. "So when was the last time you had some black cock in you, slut." He asked. "It's been three days." I replied and he buried his hand between my legs and felt that my panties were soaking wet. "Looks like you need some bad, girl" He said. I just nodded my head I agreement and started to stare at the bulge that was forming in his pants. "So you want my black cock don't you?" He asked, "Yes" I replied. "Why" He asked. "I love black cock and I'm horny as hell for it right now." I replied. "Take off your clothes and maybe I will give you a taste." He ordered me. I undressed and was completely naked in his car. He checked out my figure and liked what he saw. He tweaked and squeezed my breasts then played with my pussy and I purred like a kitten to his rough touch and treatment. Then he began to drive. My chest was in clear view of the public so whenever he pulled up next to a car, they all saw my ample chest and liked the view. Some were offended but I didn't care. We got honks of approval and guys asking me thru the window to show them more. But Jamal kept on driving until we hit the highway. As we were driving, I caught the attention of a car full of white guys that were checking out my chest and I smiled and waved at them. "So you think ain't of those white boys got a cock as big as mine," He said. I turned my head and saw that he has pulled out his cock and was shaking it for me. When I saw it, I licked my lips and wanted to please it more than anything in the world. The next thing I knew I was leaning in and grabbed onto his shaft and began to stroke his cock to make it hard. A few seconds later, it began to grow and I used my tongue to tease the head of his cock. I began to lower my head onto his cock and savoring the taste of it since it has been so long since I had some. I began to work his cock with my tongue and my mouth and he was enjoying the moment. I had only two concerns at the moment. One was making him cum in my mouth and the other was hoping that he wouldn't crash the car. I found myself repositioning myself on the seat. I was on my knees on the seat and my head was buried deep in his lap and my ass was pressed against the window. I felt the window roll down and my as was now hanging out of the car and it got plenty of attention as cars honked there horns and made comments as they passed by but I didn't care. I just wanted to taste his black cum. After a long time of licking and sucking on this magnificent black cock, it finally erupted and he came in my mouth. I swallowed every last drop and just held his cock in my mouth to savor the taste and feeling of his cock in my mouth. I repositioned myself on the seat and just had a smile on my face as I licked my lips taking any last drop of cum that was available to me. "Damn, whitey, you can suck a cock better than black women can" He commented. I was pleased with the comment and just smiled at him. He knew that he could have me anyway he wanted and any black man could have me also After about 2 hours of driving we arrived in a small town just outside of Atlanta. We pulled up to this huge house and couldn't believe that this guy lived there. Once, he pulled up into his driveway. Several black men exited the home to meet him at the car. He greeted them and I got out of the car with my clothes in hand allowing everyone to see me naked. I was apparently recognized by a few of the guys because I overheard one of them saying that I was the chick on the video and he smiled and nodded yes. My things were taken out of the trunk and I heard a woman's voice telling them to take everything to room number 10. I caught a glimpse of this beautiful black woman that was simply breathtaking and became more beautiful as she got closer to me. She walked up to Jamal and welcomed him home and I was a little jealous at that moment. "So this is our new houseguest?" She asked. "Yes" Jamal answered. "Good, I will have to thank my cousin for his fine selection of white meat, so whitey do you love black cock as much as you show it on the video?" She asked. "I know she does, she sucked me off on the way here." Jamal commented. "I will call that your bonus for the year then" She commented. "Now take her things up to the room and leave us." She added. "Your name is Ashley right?" She asked, I haven't heard my name mentioned by another soul in nearly three weeks and I almost forgot what it was. I nodded my head yes. "My name is Trina." She said. "I own this lovely estate and also a club a few miles down the road." She added. "I first like to apologize for my driver and his actions on the drive here, you know when black men see a big ass and tits on a white girl, and they want some of that." She said. "Its okay, I didn't mind sucking on his black cock, I enjoyed it." I replied. "Good, now that we got that out of the way, I will tell you a few things." Trina commented. "Now first, we must go over the rules. First, you must not fuck my help; I have bigger plans for that. If you wanna be a common whore then I can put you in a trailer and you can suck and fuck every guy will want for their food stamps. Second, you will respect the home and it will respect you. We will not harm you in anyway and none of my clients will either. So you are safe here and the last rule is don't get pregnant, you are pretty worthless when you are pregnant and if you do get pregnant then I will show you what happens. You have a fresh set of birth control pills; it is in both our best interests to use them." She commented. As we walked the grounds, I saw a huge pool with a few other girls laying out tanning but could never figure out why black women needed to tan since they were already dark. I caught the eye of a few of the girls tanning but never was properly introduced. "I take it you like being naked" Trina asked, "I don't mind it." I said slightly embarrassed. She motioned for one of her servants to bring me a robe and he did. I found it strange that she had a white servant and as I scanned the area, most of her employees minus her bodyguards were white. We got into this golf cart and she said that she wanted to show me something. We drove across her land and her estate was huge and came to the end of the estate and in the distance I saw a little village of people and children running around. I saw about 20 kids ranging from 5 years old to newborn infants. The moms outside were of all white and all of them had black children. Half of them were pregnant once again and none looked that happy at the moment. "This is where you will end up if you get knocked up." Trina said. "All these women had the same opportunity as you but they thought that if they got pregnant then they wouldn't have to work for me, so I thought them a lesson and now they are nothing for than cum dumps and are only bred by black men. Each one of these skanks has at least one black child and some already have 3 or four." Trina commented I knew that I didn't want to end up here looking like one of the women here, so I knew I would listen to the advice that I was given. We drove back up to the estate. As we drove, we heard several beeps on her phone, she asked me to check what it was and I looked and saw that she had two text messages and she told me that he could open them. I looked at the message and saw that it had my address and my ex boyfriend's address. "Looks like your folks and your ex boyfriend will be watching a great show in a few minutes. I wonder if your white boy boyfriend will enjoy seeing his girlfriend being a slut for black men." Trina said. "Plus, it's a hot video and you were screaming like a whore in heat and I'm sure plenty of small dicked white boys and unsatisfied white girls looking to try black cock will see small video clips of it online and pay lots of money for the full version plus with the funny captions and commentary at the end, I'm sure your parents would be proud of you." Trina added. I didn't care about what my ex thought or what the people on the internet thought of me. I was kind of worried about what my parents thought but that didn't last long as I already knew that they would disown me and I was on my own from now on. I had a few bucks still from my trip and hopefully make a little stripping then I could go from there. We arrived back up at the mansion and she led me to my room. I saw that it was a wonderfully large room with a huge bed. It looked like something out of a fairy tale. "You lived like whore for 3 weeks and proved some of your worth, so now you will live here until the time comes when I don't need you anymore," Trina said as she showed me around. "Here is how this is going to work. Four nights a week, you will be stripping for me at my private club and do whatever the guys pay for under the table. We also have a glory hole where you will be sucking cock between shows and dances and black men love getting their cocks sucked especially by slutty white women like you. I like to indulge in men's fantasies, so if the man wants a big titty white cheerleader for example, then you will be wearing a cheerleading outfit and then suck and fuck him. You may keep the tips that you make at the club but all other money goes to me for feeding your ass and housing your ass and any other thing that may arise while you are here." Trina said. "We have breakfast at 10am, lunch at 1pm and dinner at 7pm everyday, so dress like a lady and act like a lady." Trina added. She walked out of the room to attend to other business and left me to admire my new surrounding and told me that someone will be up later to give me the total introduction. I did however miss being on the ship and being a piece of meat to all those black men and wonder if I would be getting the same amount of cock here or would I stray and end up like those other women. I lie on my head and let my mind wander and all I could think about is Jamal's cock and the captain's cock. My daze was interrupted by someone opening my door. "I'm Lakeshia, follow me." This woman said to me. I followed her out of my room and down to the basement of the house. I saw different rooms filled with a variety of items ranging from pillows to rooms that had beds in them and some weird room with whips, chains and lots of leather around. "Here is where you be required to perform every afternoon, we conduct online shows for customers and give them what they want. You may be just required to strip for the customer, play with yourself or masturbate with a dildo, do some girl on girl stuff or even fuck some guy on camera for them, so we do a little bit of everything here, if it makes money then we will do it and you will be amazed at how many white guys pay big bucks to see a white woman fucked by a black man." Lakeshia said. "And by the sales of that video tape and a few of my editing skills, you already sold 1000 copies in just a few days." She added. We paused to watch one of the shows that were taking place and show me how this worked. I was clueless about most of what she said and the only experience I had with a computer was checking email and myspace. I watched this dark haired beauty masturbate on camera and I do have to say that I was turned on by watching her get herself with that huge black dildo. "There are 8 other girls living and working here and they all are just like you, they got a taste of black cock and now are hooked and the biggest sluts for black cock that you will ever see. Just goes to show that if you fuck a white girl right, she will do anything for a man, so we take advantage of that and everyone wins, you get black cock and we get money." Lakeshia said. She leads me to another part of the house and it looked like a private beauty salon and pointed for me to sit down. "Now, take off that robe and let's see what I got to work with." She commented. I undid my robe and showed my body to this woman and she liked what she saw. "Looks like we will have to trim the carpeting down there, I think that you bald will be a perfect touch and that annoying landing strip is pointless, you keep that there to show white boys on where to go." Lakeshia joked. She then proceeded to give me a bikini wax and then cut off some of the split ends on my hair and made me look sexier than I already thought I was nowadays. After the wax and cut, she took my measurements and led me back to my room. I saw that it was almost 7pm, so I took a quick shower and got ready for dinner. I walked down and saw two huge tables of set up and one table had Trina and all her people there and the other table was all the white girls that stayed at the house. None of the girls introduced themselves to me but just smiled at me and ate their dinner. The other table was loud and having a great time. After, dinner was ended, Trina called off the names of those that are working tonight and I heard my name being called and I was assigned to this room called the hole and I had no idea what that meant until one of the women at the table told me that I will be sucking cock all night long and it is a glory hole. I knew I didn't want to piss her off but wondering why me, so I went back upstairs and gathered what I was told to take. We were all led to the club by Trina's bodyguards or assistants at the house. We were led into the club by the back door and I'm sure that the other girls there were use to it already but it was new and scary for me. Every girl had their own private changing room and I was told that I would have to earn mine. I heard the crowd in the club for the first time once the music started to play. It was mainly hip hop and r and b related music which I liked but never really got into. I got a tour of the club and found it to be a strange place. It had mainly black clientele with a few white guys in the audience and I just figured it was the south, so it was natural. The only thing I found to be super strange was that their was a washroom for black cock only and the others was for everyone else. I was finally led to where I was supposed to be for the night. I saw that it was a small room with a hole in the wall and all it had was padding on the floor and a small stool to sit on and some space for a drink or something. "This is your assignment for the night, you suck any black cock that comes to you thru there and that is all you will do tonight, unless we tell you otherwise." Lakeshia told me. I walked into the room dimly lit room and sat down on the stool then heard the door behind me lock. I sat there for almost an hour waiting for something to happen then my luck changed and I saw this wonderful black cock come thru the hole and I just sat there amazed at how beautiful it looked. "Well, slut, start sucking, I ain't got all night." The mystery guy said. So, I dropped onto my knees and twirled my tongue around his head and a few licks later he was hard as a rock. He wasn't as big as what I have seen in the past but black cock is black cock to me. So a few minutes after me working his cock, he started to grunt and moan and came in my mouth. I swallowed every drop like good white girls suppose to do and saw the cock disappear from my view. "Did you spit or swallow there?" He asked. In the most seductive voice I could say that I swallowed all his cum. He left happy and I was left there savoring the taste of his cum waiting for the next one to appear. It seemed that I was a hit because after that first guy, I was kept busy for the next 5 hours. I swallowed so much cum that I was full and sucked on so many different sizes and shapes of black cock that I was in my own little heaven. I started out fully dressed and about half way thru the night. I was completely naked and found myself masturbating to the thoughts of what some of the cocks that I have just played with would do to my pussy and my ass. The door was finally unlocked and opened and Lakeshia was standing there with a smile on her face. "Damn, white girl, you set a new record for the night. You sucked off 25 guys in one night and most didn't last 10 minutes with those lips. You even had several return customers for the night." She said. I felt a sense of pride that I could please so many people in one night and I got myself dressed then I was led home with the rest of the girls. They all seemed like they were in their own little world, so I didn't want to disturb them. So I sat there looking out the window wishing I had some black cock in me. So we got home and I found my way to my room and fell asleep with a smile on my face. I went thru the moments of the day, I would put on some kind of show for guys online a few hours during the day and at times, I relaxed at the pool but I was going crazy in lust not getting any black cock in me. I been stuck in the room at work for 3 days and as much as I enjoyed sucking on black cock, I wanted to feel one inside me and get fucked silly. So needless to say I was horny as hell and every one of Trina's bodyguards or male employees were looking extremely good to me. "Come with me" A female voice said. I got up off my lawn chair and adjusted my bikini and saw that it was Trina. I followed her to her office and sat down. She started to talk about how things were going with me and how much the guys at the club are enjoying my oral skills and how much business in that area has increased and the guys wanna see the woman behind the blowjobs, so she decided that tonight, I get to move up and out of the hole and onto the stage. "I bet you are horny as hell for some black cock." Trina asks. "Yes, I love sucking black cock but I need more." I explained to her. "All slutty white women like you do." Trina says. "But first, I have a task for you and you will enjoy it." Trina added. She handed me a note with an address in it and what to wear then told me to meet her at the door in 30 minutes. I thanked her then left the room and saw that the note required me to wear a business suit and I was confused at the moment until I walked into my room and saw a business suit on my bed along with heels. I got ready and saw that Trina was in similar clothing. We left the home and proceeded to go downtown. It was the first view of the city of Atlanta that I ever got and it was a huge city from what I ever had seen with my own two blue eyes. We arrived at the destination and it was late in the day when most of the business world was leaving work. "I have a late meeting with D.A Jones" Trina said to the front desk. She was let into the building and we were both scanned and searched by security. We arrived at the D.A office to see 5 men sitting around at a huge table talking. The gentlemen were all black and much older that what I was use to seeing. She pointed to the chair in the corner and I obediently sat down and listened to them talk about some kind of legal issues that Trina had and what she could do to resolve them. At that moment the room got silent and a few of the guys looked over at me. I wondered if they knew I wasn't wearing any panties of I was in heat from not getting fucked in almost a week by a black man. So after a few minutes of discussing the issue some more, One of the guys stood up and closed all the blinds for the office. "Showtime, Ashley, show these men what you really are and what you love." Trina said. A New Life I was a bit nervous at but I stood up and started to remove my business suit. "Leave the skirt and heels on." I heard one of them say. So I did what he asked and I was standing in front of 5 black guys and Trina, in just a short skirt and heels. I saw all the guys smile and bulges begin to form in there pants. I walked over to the first guy and ran my hand over the bulge in his pants as he squeezed my breasts and pulled on my nipples. I moan in pleasure to his touch then lowered myself on my knees and undid his pants. I pulled out his already hard cock and overheard a few of his friends joking that it has to be awhile since his wife has gone down on him, I stroked his cock slowly with my hands and then proceeded to lick the tip of his cock with my tongue and he moaned it delight. I ran my hands up and down his thighs as I began to work his cock in and out of my mouth. I felt that I was a pro at sucking black cock now and wanted him to cum in my mouth as fast as possible, so I knew I was doing a good job. And like all others that have crossed my path lately, he came in my mouth rather quickly. He let out a huge moan as he was cumming and I just looked up at him while he was cumming in my mouth. I pulled away from his cock and saw it go limp and looked up at him with this innocent, lustful look. "Now, we all have come in her mouth and let's move onto what we all want now, her ass and pussy." One of the gentlemen said. I was puzzled by the comment but then figured that the others were just one of the many men I got the pleasure to suck off at the club. One of the guys got up off his seat and grabbed me by my arm then tossed me onto the board room table. He pulled up my skirt in the process and spread my legs. I was leaning forward anxiously waiting for him to fuck me. He started to undo his pants and well as the other guys in the room also. He pulled me closer to the edge of the table and plunged his hard black cock into my wet pussy. I came instantly since it was so long that I was violated by a black cock. The fireworks in my head felt amazing. He got into a pretty good rhythm fucking my pussy but I wanted him to fuck me harder. "Fuck me with that big black cock." I begged and his paced increased until he shot his load inside me. He was exhausted and out of breath. He pulled out and I felt some of his cum leaking out of my pussy. The next guy lined himself up and slammed his cock into my pussy. This practice continued for over an hour with each of the guys taking turns fucking my pussy then my ass and some even titty fucked me and came on my face. This all occurred as Trina watched. After they were all done, I lay on the table covered in sweat and cum wanting more but it looked like the guys in the room were done and they began to get dressed and leave the room. The all spoke with Trina as they left and she seemed pleased with the results of the meeting. She stood up and walked over to me carrying a towel. "Good job Ashley, now clean yourself off and get dressed, you have the night off from the club." She said. I got dressed again and went from looking like a whore in heat to a normal professional business woman that all the guys were checking out as I walked past. I began to wonder if I still had cum in my hair or people could tell I just got gangbanged by 5 older black gentlemen, But I didn't care, I was on such a high from getting fucked that I could care less about anything in the world. After that day, I never looked back and I am happy with what I am doing. I was a sex toy for black cock and proud of it. I have had the opportunity to fuck rap stars and their entourages, football players and a host of other black men. I have had plenty of black sexual partners. I have done just about everything you can think of with black men and even done some women in my day but to me there is no better feeling than being fucked by a black man. A New Life All Characters are to be viewed as over the age of eighteen. Copyright 2008 by madengineer3, All rights are reserved! This story is not to be copied or circulated except by madengineer3 or by means of the Literotica website, and under Literotica's rules. * Despair, utter, complete loneliness and despair; that is all I had. I was just about at the point of killing myself. All that I wanted and cared for were gone. It wasn't until much later that I realized that God's hand was in it. I needed to hit the bottom before I could look up. Let me tell you about myself. My name is Gloria, I'm now forty years old. I was born into a single parent family in 1968. My mom was single and had bought into the "Hippie Culture" big time. Free sex, free drugs, peace, love, joy, and total irresponsibility. When I was very young this was a cool sort of deal. We didn't have to wear clothes around home, unless we started to feel cold. It made no difference if we had company or not; at first. If felt neat to sit on a friends lap and have them kiss me all over. That's how I thought love was shown. Then I entered puberty. I ripened quickly. By eighteen I was wearing "C" cup bras, for support. That's when I became very popular. Women, or men, would lick my pussy and suck on my breasts. It felt good. Then the forced cock sucking and the rapes started. Whether or not I wanted to any male friends of my mom could, and would, penetrate me for "fun". It wasn't too bad until I was forced into my first abortion. After that, and the fear of them doing it to me again, I ran away. What does an uneducated eighteen year old do to survive? Well, it's called the world's oldest profession. Other than crooked politicians it can be one of the lowest forms of work. I became a prostitute. I found that if I rewarded the local cops by giving them head occasionally I could keep from getting arrested. I tried to be careful who I rented myself out to, but the need for food and a place to sleep helps you lower your standards quickly. After about twenty years of sex, cheap booze, and weed I was about physically shot. My face was lined and my eyes almost seemed dead. I tried to get help from some of the local charities, but most of them turned their backs on me. Fortunately, I had avoided getting a pimp. I finally went and talked to Mary, a woman at the Salvation Army. She told me that God loved me, and gave me a good meal and a place to sleep, if I was willing to sit through a chapel service. I took her up on that. But, in the morning I still faced the same problems. She took me aside and we talked for a long time. By the end of the conversation I realized exactly what kind of mess I was in. I hadn't had a real education because our little commune didn't teach anything except the pure liberal doctrine of peace, love, and brotherhood. I was not qualified for any job, except prostitution. I was no longer pretty enough to attract men, except for the absolute derelict dregs of humanity. Life seemed to be all but over. As I was sobbing, an older man came into the room to talk to Mary, I just sat there. "Hello Mary, is this a bad time?" "Well Jim, that's both a yes and a no. We were in the middle of a long discussion but had reached a bit of a brick wall as you came in. What did you want?" "I just was in the area and wanted to save the price of a stamp. Here's this month's donation." He handed her a sealed letter. Then he continued; "Is there anything I can do to help?" At that point, my anger and lostness took over; "Yeah, someone can help me die so that all this pain goes away!" Mary looked at me with a sad expression and said: "She feels that she is at the end of her rope and is beginning to think about letting go of it and ending all her problems." "The man looked at me and gently asked: "What is your name?" Most men never really wanted to know my name. It didn't matter with what they had in mind. Mary spoke up: "Gloria, this is Jim. He is a good and kind man who, as far as I know, has never intentionally hurt anyone. It would be safe to answer him." "My name is Gloria, why do you ask?" "This is going to sound crazy to you but Mary will understand. I feel the Lord leading me to see if I can help you. I, and, I'm sure, my wife would like to help you if you were interested. We have a spare room you could use until things get better." I looked at him as if he were either crazy or dangerous. "Nobody does anything that they don't get paid for. What's in it for you?" Jim smiled and replied: "The only restrictions will be that we don't drink alcohol on a regular basis, we don't smoke, do drugs, or use the Lord's Name in vain.. Other than that there aren't any limitations." I looked at Mary, who was smiling and nodding her head yes. "Gloria, I have known Jim and his wife Sharon for many years. They are good people, and their word is good. If they say they will do something, they mean it! You would be safe with them." I didn't know what to say. I was confused. Nobody does anything without expecting things in return, do they? But, in the back of my mind a small voice was saying, "give it a try. After all, if you can get help you might become happy again". I nodded my head yes and hear myself saying "Thank you, I'll take you up on your offer." Jim took out his cell phone and made a short call. The next hour seemed like a blur. I had all my possessions in a couple of old plastic bags and we walked half a block to a nice car. It wasn't new, but it was clean and looked well cared for. Then something strange happened, Jim opened the door for me! I've never had a person open a car door for me before. "Why did you do that?" "Do what, Mary?" "You opened the car door for me." "When I was growing up I was taught to open the door for ladies." "Who said I was a lady?" "Well, my dad always told me that any woman was a lady until she definitely proved otherwise. That means that you have to be treated as a lady, regardless of your circumstances. Is that O.K. with you?" Through sudden tears I nodded yes. It was about three quarters of an hour of driving before we pulled into the driveway of an old, but well kept farm house. During the drive Jim told me he was a doctor, an MD. As soon as we stopped, Jim got out, walked around the car, and opened the door for me. He helped me out and we walked to the back door of the house. It was a late fall afternoon and as we walked into the back entryway into the kitchen. A pretty auburn haired woman was inside the door wearing a big smile. Jim's wife said: "Welcome to our home, Gloria. I'm Janet. I'll show you to your room and when you are ready we'll have dinner." She led me to a beautiful room on the second floor. It had beautiful wallpaper, a classic four poster bed, and actually had an attached bathroom. She pointed out that there was a good lock on the inside of the door. One of those heavy slide bolt locks that look stronger than the wood they are attached to. She must have caught me looking at it. "Oh, that, sometimes a guest feels vulnerable until they get to know us. That lock cannot be opened from the outside. Oh, and thinking about that.." She walked over to the window. This knotted rope attached to the ring in the floor is the emergency fire escape for this room. If something were to go wrong, you open the window, throw out the rope and it will take you safely to the ground. We have a pre-arranged meeting place in the garage. We keep some basic foods, a small camp stove, blankets, first aid kit and such out there. We've never needed it, but we like to be prepared just in case." She then led me over to a closet. "These dresses and robes are not the latest style, and the undies in the chest of drawers aren't the fanciest but they are all clean and whole. You can use any of them you wish. There is a laundry shoot in the bathroom. Any dirty clothes that will need washing can just be tossed in there and they will go through our normal wash. Can you think of anything else you need right now?" "No, but I have a question. Why are you doing this?" "The answer may not make sense to you yet. We are doing this because we know that our Lord would have us do this. We are ordered to help those in need, and we try to. After all, all people are really in just one of two classes; un-forgiven and forgiven. Around here we treat everyone as well as we would like to be treated." She left the room. I locked the door, picked out some underwear that I thought would fit, and got into a wonderful tub of hot bath water. I must have lost track of the time. But when I got out, having washed every inch of me, I was feeling better than I had in the last twenty years. I put on the undies, found a dress that fit me, and put on a pair of comfortable slippers that also fit me. Finally, I opened the door and walked down stairs. As I did so, I could smell fresh bread and the smell of a wonderful stew or soup. "Ah, there you are Gloria. Are you feeling a bit better now?" "Yes, thank you Janet. Can I do anything to help?" "No, the table is already set. I just have to move the soup and bread to the table. Oh, do you prefer coffee, tea, milk, or soda?" "I haven't had milk for quite a while. I'd like some of that." "Good enough. Let's get to the table." When we all got to the table Jim had us all hold hands, Jim and Janet bowed their heads and said: "Dear Heavenly Father, we ask your blessing on this meal for both those who made it and those who will partake of it. Be our unseen guest, in Jesus Name." The meal was wonderful. The soup was beef and barley and the home made bread was incredible. I had never before tasted real fresh home made bread. After the meal Jim spoke up. "Gloria, I have to assume that you have not been to a doctor for a physical in a long time. I have a colleague, a woman, who is an OB/GYN. With your permission I will make an appointment for you to have a complete physical. I also have another friend, from church, who is an excellent dentist. I would like to get you in to see him so we can have anything fixed that needs fixing. In all of this, there will be no cost to you. After all, you are our guest." *********************** The next months and then years led me to learn to read well, do simple math well, and learn a lot about history, and science. One of the early things that I found to be strange was that both Jim and Janet read their Bibles every day. They also said grace before every meal. Over time, we had talked about the fact that "religion" wasn't where it was "at". What was important was an actual relationship with God. The thing that took me totally off balance was the fact that they said that in their faith it wasn't a matter of what you did to earn God's favor, it was what He had done (as a free gift) to provide fellowship with Himself. This was all new to me. Never before had I thought that God could love me! I couldn't even love myself. As I became more used to "polite society" I felt the need to socialize with other people of my age. When I mentioned this to Janet. She smiled broadly and said, "we have been wondering when you would feel up to outside activities. We have two outstanding places we think you will enjoy. You've been to church with us almost every week. There is a "single's club" that is only open to those who are not married. They do things like progressive dinners, holding dances, making trips to events around the area, and so forth. There is also a singles group called SALSA that is run by our local Christian Radio Network. Both of these groups are free! All you need is interest in going." It was the following week that I went to the singles club at church. There were groups of people milling around, talking or sitting at tables playing cards or board games. I felt a bit like a fish out of water. That was when I met Mark. His face was scarred as the result of a wound suffered in Iraq. He also was missing three fingers on one hand. To me, he stood out. He was physically at the club, but from the look on his face he was far, far away in his thoughts. I walked over and broke in on his train of thought. "Hi, my name is Gloria, would you mind if I sat over here with you? I need to just sit and find someone to talk with for a while." He turned to look at me and smiled. "Gloria, I'm Mark. I'm always happy to talk with a very pretty woman. I've seen you in church, but I don't think I've seen you here before." "No, I'm new to this group. I don't know most of these people, other than to recognize them from church. What are the main things that the group does?" "Well, we have nights where we just talk and play games, and then we have nights or days with special trips or programs. It provides some company for those of us who are alone." His voice had become much quieter when he spoke of being alone. I decided to break the ice. "What do you do?" "I'm an X-ray technician at the hospital." "Do you find that to be interesting work?" "Usually, yes; sometimes though it is rough when someone who has been badly hurt comes in and needs X-rays to see which bones they have broken. That can get rough, because they usually haven't been given pain killers yet." "Why wouldn't they have been given pain killers?" "It's hard to tell if they have suffered a concussion, or such, if they have been given narcotics. The risks are too great to dope them up until brain damage is ruled out." "What led you to become an X-ray tech?" "Well, I had always enjoyed science and then I was made a medic in the service. I got to see the damage that war can bring. It's hard to see people broken up like you see during and after a battle. I really suffered as I had to treat poor little kids who had simply been in the wrong place at the wrong time." I decided to push my luck: "Was the war worth it?" "Yes, when you see the faces of mothers and daughters who can now go to school for the first time. When you see the smiles when women and men who can vote in a free election for the first time. When you can see some Sunnis and Shias helping each other. We are paying a high price for what we are doing, but we lost more men in some single months, back in WW II, than we have lost in this entire war. The face of someone who has just been set free from a police state dictatorship that enjoys torture is hard to describe." "You seem to have paid a high price for their freedom." "Don't you ever forget, freedom is never free! There is always a price that must be paid." "Is that where you picked up your injuries?" "Yes." "Where do you live?" "I live in a small apartment near the hospital. Since this is a somewhat rural area there aren't many X-ray techs around. Since I am usually on call, when I am off duty it is nice to be able to walk around the block to get to the hospital. Where do you live?" "Do you know Jim and Janet?" "Yes, they are fine people. They're quiet, but they truly love God. At one time, just after leaving the service, I stayed at their house for a while." "I'm currently their guest." "That must put us in about the same boat. We're both trying to pick up the pieces of our lives. It's been fifteen years since I left their house and set up my own place. They really helped me out of severe depressing and loneliness. I don't know where I would be if I hadn't met them." "Where did you meet them?" "I had stopped by the Salvation Army barracks for a warm meal and mental support. Jim was there one morning while I was talking to one of the councilors and Jim came over to see how I was. The next thing I knew I was on my way to his house. They helped me to get the emotional and spiritual help I needed, and they paid for me to go through X-ray tech school. They saved me from a destructive downward spiral that could only have ended in death." We were silent for a moment or two. "You have just told me my story. That is also how I met them. They are incredible people." "Gloria, do you like Italian food?" "Yes, I love it." "Would you join me for dinner next Saturday night? There is a small, but good, Italian restaurant near the hospital that I enjoy. I'd love to treat you." "Are you sure? You don't know me, and might not like me if you did." "Yes, anyone who has been with Jim and Janet for a year or two has to be a relatively nice person. Their personalities seem to rub off on people." The Italian food was wonderful, as I think back a year and a half ago. Mark and I have become very close. He is such a good man. He is nothing like any other man I have ever met, except for Jim and many of the other men at church. We have a date tonight, but he wants to surprise me with where we will be eating. Three hours later, we are sitting in a very nice restaurant in a small city, about twenty miles away from Jim and Janet's house. We have just finished a truly spectacular meal and are enjoying cheese cake and a good cup of coffee. "Gloria, do you have any idea why I wanted to come to this restaurant?" "No, but I like it very much." "Well, in my family it is traditional to have a wonderful meal before 'popping the question'." "What? You can't be serious, can you?" I could hope, but that was almost beyond my imagination based upon what I had been during most of my life. "Yes, I would like to marry you. Would you have me?" At this point he took out a small ring box and showed me a beautiful little diamond set in a gold band. I started to cry. "What's wrong, Gloria? Have I said, or done,. something wrong?" "No, Mark, you are wonderful. It's just that you don't know my background. You don't know what my life was like before I met Jim and Janet. Once you find out, you probably won't want to speak with me, much less marry me." "Gloria, there is noting that you could tell me that would stop me from wanting to have you as my wife. I also have some things in my past that you don't know about. For example, the bomb that did this damage to me also castrated me. I can't ever give you kids. Can you live with my problem?" "Yes, I can. But can you live with the fact that I lived most of my early life as a prostitute? I'm an ex-hooker Mark! That has to turn you off!" "Gloria, I ask you again, will you marry me? Whatever you might have been in the past, you are a lovely lady as far as I am concerned. Please, marry me." All I could say, through the tears, was "yes, I'd love to". That was ten years ago. We are now very happily married. We also have become volunteer counselors at the Salvation Army that was instrumental in helping to save our lives. I have earned my RN and a bachelor's degree. We work in the same hospital, and have gotten assigned to the same shifts. I suspect that Jim had something to do with arranging that. When I first heard that the Apostle Paul said: "Therefore, if any one is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has passed away, behold the new has come" I used to laugh. I now know that it is true! I now have a new life, a new love, and an endless future, thanks to God. The best part is that this is open to all who want it, regardless of the mess they have made of their lives. A New Life Begins Mistress sat aloof in her high backed Victorian chair, the late afternoon autumnal sunlight dappled the polished wooden floor upon which her slave knelt, eyes cast down humble and expectant. Mistress was dressed in an Armani suit, black, just below knee-length skirt touching the tops of her immaculate high heeled knee-length boots. Her long elegant hands warmed by her elbow length kid leather gloves. Her crisp white blouse revealing the merest hint of décolletage. Her make up, as usual was elegant, subtle but striking. Her long chestnut hair framed her perfect oval features. Her deep brown eyes looked through him, opening his soul to her intimate knowledge. "Slave!" her voice was confident, assured and deep brown in texture, liker her eyes. He looked up and quailed under her gaze. "Today is the first day of our new relationship, you understand that?" "Yes Mistress" "I have read your disclaimer document and found it acceptable." He bows his head in obedient acknowledgement. "You know that there are no more games? No more safe words? No more choices?" "Yes Madame" "Good!" she sighed happily, snapped her fingers and dropped a green pack of YSL Menthol 100's onto the floor, along with a lighter. Slave picked up the pack, extracted a long all-white cigarette and placed it between Mistress' elegant gloved fingers. She placed the cigarette in her dark burgundy lips, slightly off centre. She leaned forward ever so slightly and accepted the light. Blowing a stream of smoke in his face she sat back and carried on speaking. "From today EVERYTHING changes. You have accepted that you want to serve me totally. Yet we both know that your pathetic ego restrains your total submission – it prevents you submitting totally. You have agreed that is unacceptable – and that has earned you a lot of kudos. But your decision – as made clear in this disclaimer document, has set you on a hard road to total submission. I have made a decision that I will have a true and total slave – no limits – no safe words –no freedoms –no choices. Control which is so complete that My slave will acquiesce to the most depraved humiliations eagerly. So complete that all his finances –meagre though they may be are mine – and all his salary goes directly to me. A knowledge firm in his head that if I discard him he will be destitute." She paused and held up her cigarette, showing the ash. Slave opens his mouth and she taps it in before continuing. "I know that slave is not at that level yet, cannot yet accept all the things I demand, but, importantly, slave has agreed to surrender himself to a process which totally deconstructs him as a person. So that I have a totally blank page on which to work to create exactly the slave I desire – not a morsel less and certainly nothing more." "Fetch me a glass of Claret slave! When you return to me side with the glass I will give you one last opportunity to change your mind and walk away free." As slave crawled over to the decanter, Mistress tossed her luscious blonde hair and carried on talking: "You really must think very, very carefully during these next few seconds, slave" she said. "The harsh reality is that, to achieve what I want from this, to achieve total control, I will have do things to you which are hard, harsh, heartless, unspeakably cruel – designed to break you down and rebuild you exactly as I want you. It will be harder than anything that ever happened to you." By now slave had crawled back to hand the goddess her vintage claret in a crystal goblet. Before presenting it to her he opened his mouth submissively for more ash. As she tapped her cigarette he gazed into her deep brown eyes. The light framing her head focussing every molecule of his attention on a vision of total beauty and power. "Are you ready slave?" "Yes Mistress" She smiled and fitted the ball gag, "We don't want to wake the neighbours do we?" She stood and he obediently and without command crawled at her brightly polished heels to the whipping horse. He stood, his knees cracking in a nitrogen pop as he arose and bent himself over the horse. Madame quickly fastened his ankles and wrists in place and took up her long thin wicked dressage whip. She ran it across his face and then put out her cigarette on his buttock, further improving the brand of her initial. This was a pain he was well used to by know and he hardly even flinched. The first blow of the whip changed that. It was clear to him that Madame had struck him harder than ever before. He bit into the ball gag, knowing without it he would have screamed long and loud. After the sixth lash- Madame's normal dose he relaxed a little, so the seventh wracked him with pain more intense than he had ever felt in his entire life. His buttocks were white hot with pain, he felt she may have drawn blood, but there was no way to be sure, a trickle of blood would not be felt amid the intense burning throbbing sensations. The tears began to flow and there was a massive release of endorphins which helped him through the agony of the next five lashes. He has never before had twelve, and never any so hard and merciless. She crouched down and took his tear sodden face in her elegant long fingered kid-gloved hands. "Do you understand slave how things have changed?" He managed a nod. "I am giving you one final chance to leave my service a free man, just nod your head as hard as you can if you wish to be released" He held his head still as he could, gazing firmly into those dark eyes. Eyes that looked like the entrance to the burning caves of hell, but eyes that so entranced him he could never do without them. "You have made your final decision then slave! I have your disclaimer document, I have your reconfirmation here today that you seek to achieve your true destiny as nothing more than the property of a truly superior Goddess. Now you will see how you can never turn back." She unstrapped his wrists from the horse and cuffed them behind his back, leaving his ankles cuffed to the foot of the horse. She walked away, out of his vision. He heard the click of the Cartier lighter smelt the hypnotic aroma of a menthol cigarette mingling erotically with the scent of Organza . When she returned she was carrying a thin lightweight metal contraption. "This slave is a Tollyboy Male Chastity Belt, have you ever seen one on the internet?" He nodded. "Then you know that they are inescapable, and perhaps you sensed at the time why I took those precise measurements of you all those weeks ago. This one as you see comes with a nice 8 inch butt plug attached. Once I lock you into this you can only remove it if I unlock you. You must pee seated like a sissy girl, and you may only defecate if your Mistress releases you. You will wear this almost constantly, and, without question, every time you leave this house you will be locked into it. If you run away from my service you will never get out of this unless the hospital and maybe the fire brigade are called in. Understand?" He nodded.