11 comments/ 148282 views/ 5 favorites Sweet Sue By: sex4u All feedback is appreciated to any of my stories. ***** "Roy started an adventure last weekend that was stranger than any thing that has ever happened to him before He wants to share the story of his new life style with you." Having just moved to this southern area the week before to escape the cold and snow of the north country. He didn't know anyone here and was exploring the local small town. Just looking around getting familiar with the area. Getting hungry he stopped at a diner for a quick bite. The place was crowded and Roy stood in line waiting for a seat. A small table was cleared and the waitress asked if he minded sharing it with the lady behind. Turning he saw an attractive well built blond woman and at a nod from her they took seats. She introduced herself as Susan, just call me Sue. She also was new here having come down two months ago and bought a house. Her husband was dead from an auto crash last year. After ordering they talked and found that there were a lot of things they had in common. Sue looked to be in her late twenties, short blond hair, hazel eyes, nice body, about 140 or so, built for comfort not speed. She had a daughter of 18 living with her, and admitted that she was 39. Roy was 42, separated after 20 yrs of marriage and was waiting for the papers to say that he was single again. Was looking for work or maybe start a small business. After talking and comparing notes, they found they had a lot in common and were attracted to each other. Roy asked if he could take her out to dinner and dancing some evening. If she knew a good place to go? Giving her phone number she asked him to call Friday afternoon and maybe they could go to a club she knew for a nice meal and some dancing. Calling her number Friday, hoping she hadn't changed her mind Roy waited for her to answer. "Hello?" A sweet young voice said. "Hi, Sue? Its Roy." "Sorry, wrong Sue. Wait a moment I'll get her. A few moments went by till Sue came on the line. "Hi Roy, I should have warned you that my daughter might answer. Her name is also Sue, we call her Sue II. Giving directions to her place she said that she would be ready about 6:30. Dress was to be casual. The door was opened by a younger version, almost a twin of Sue wearing a long t-shirt but not much more, a beautiful pair of tits poked invitingly through the thin material showing hard, pointed nipples. Pointing them toward me she coyly smiled and said. "Hello, you must be Roy, come on in, Moms almost ready. I'm Sue two. Turning away she led me to the living room. Following her he could see the outline of bikini panties under her shirt, barely covering her sweet ass. His cock started to swell at the erotic sight. She swayed her hips as she walked away in front of him, knowing that he was watching her ass. Luckily Sue entered, gave Roy a kiss on the cheek. Then swatting her daughter on the ass, said to her. "I told you to get dressed before Roy got here, now go." "Sorry, she's eighteen and at the age that she likes to show off." She said. "No problem." he replied. "She's almost as beautiful as you and your both worth looking at." "Thank you, but some times she shows a bit too much. Shall we go?" Sue II came back wearing shorts but still no bra, tits bouncing as she came across the room. Roy's cock stirred again. He hoped that Sue wouldn't notice the effect that her daughter was having on him. "We'll be back around one, you know the rules and I'll call to let you know when we leave the club." Sue told her. On the way to the club Sue told me that her husbands death had upset their whole life and it was the main reason for moving. "We wanted to start over new. The house is paid for from the insurance and I'm looking for a job just for something to do." After a good meal they went to the dance area. Sue fit into his arms very nice. She was a good dancer and they danced almost every number Holding her and feeling her whole body rubbing against me caused my prick to be hard most of the time. She was aware of his hard cock and pressed herself to it while they danced. Almost causing him to cream in his pants several times. Neither of them drank much, they were getting high on each other and didn't need any other stimulation. Both enjoying the evening and the sexual stimulation. After the band played the last number she excused herself to call home. In the car Sue explained that she didn't allow her daughter to have boy friends in too late and by calling they could be gone before she got home. That started when she came home after a movie one evening and caught her and a boy naked, screwing on the couch. After the boy quickly left they had a long talk. If she was going to have sex she had to be careful and discreet. This way she can have all her fun but not risk getting caught again. He was a little shocked at her liberal attitude but agreed with her that once kids start sex they usually kept it up as often as possible. Cuddling as they rode Roy let a hand caress her tit, she made no objection so he moved his fingers under her blouse and bra to her bare breast. Sue unbuttoned her top to allow easier access. Her tits were nice firm and heavy. They fit perfectly in his hand. The nipples were hard and he toyed with them, tweaking them each in turn. Then she reached to feel his cock through his pants. Roy cock wasn't big but it was soon hard as a rock. As she handled him he had to fight for control, to prevent coming in his jeans. All to soon they reached her house, pulling into the drive Sue asked if he wanted to come in for a coffee or something before going home. "Any thing you have will be fine." Closing the door behind them he took her in his arms and they kissed. As they kissed she reached down and held his cock through his trousers, holding tight to his throbbing cock, asked. "Coffee, tea or me?" Saying. "I'm not usually this easy but it's been over a year and I need some loving if you are interested?" Holding her tight he reached to start caressing her lovely breasts. "If I have a choice I'll have you anytime." He told her. "And I am interested, where is your room." She took his hand and led him through the house to her bedroom. Leaving only a small lamp lit they slowly undressed each other and both were pleased by what they found. After exposing her lovely body and laying her on the bed he bent to her, kissing her pert nipples while running a hand down to play with her pussy. Sue spread her legs wide, opening her love canal to a exploring finger. Parting the sparse hair he found the moist slit. Inserting his finger feeling her juices begin to flow getting her ready for some hot sex. Wanting to kiss her pussy he turned around and attached his mouth to her wide open slit. Even before he tasted her he could smell the heavenly aroma of her sexual arousal. She tasted as good as he knew she would. Sweet and tangy at the same time, a mixture that Roy has always loved. He liked eating pussy and did as often as he could. She turned to engulf Roy's stiff cock in her mouth. Sucking it in and wrapping her tongue around the hard shaft. Sue started devouring his prick, she knew how to give good head. Fucking him with her mouth, sliding his hard prick in and out between her lips and licking the head with her eager tongue. She lovingly worked his cock. "OH, OH, Great, suck my cock. Your so good! Please suck me." It was too much for him, feeling the stirring in his balls he started to come. Filling her mouth with hot cum she sucked harder and deeper claiming it all. Swallowing his cum wishing there was more. Still wrapped in a 69 Sue kept him hard while he brought her to a climax again "Now fuck me, FUCK ME please." She asked. Rolling over she guided his prick to her cunt. Easily his prick slid into her willing pussy. Having just come he knew it would be able to last a long time and give them a good long, long fuck. She wrapped her legs tight around his waist as his cock stroked steady in and out between her tight thighs. He enjoyed the feel of her velvet pussy around his prong. It had been too long since he had been fucked this well. Tongue kissing her and squeezing her sensitive tits Roy fucked with her. Driving his hard cock as deep into her pussy as he could, they made love to each other. A slight movement at the door caught Roy's eye. Looking that way he saw that Sue II was standing there watching as they fucked. She put a finger to her lips to sush him. Well if she wanted to watch let her. Besides she was a lot to look at too, she was totally naked. Her firm young tits, high and proud with hard pointed tips. A Very beautiful young lady, showing off all her charms. A beautiful younger version of her sexy mother. One hand was clasped between her legs fingering herself and she started to toy with her nipples, first one then the other. A very erotic sight that caused him to increase speed, fucking her mother until they were both coming hard and fast. Groaning with pleasure, murmuring fuck me, fuck me good, Sue climaxed under his body. He gave her a deposit of cum where she needed it most. Deep in her quivering, hot pussy. This had to be the greatest fuck that Roy had ever had. Her pussy was grasping his spewing cock and milking the last few drops of cum from it. He wanted more of this great loving Sue II blew Roy a kiss and smiling shut the door. Roy's cock slowly deflated and he moved down her sweaty body to gaze at her wide open pussy slick with his cum slowly leaking out. Lowering his mouth he kissed then licked at the swollen lips retrieving his deposit and bringing her to another climax. They hugged and kissed, murmuring sweet words of endearment in the afterglow of a great sex bout and soon both drifted off to sleep still wrapped together. Waking to the morning sun and a pair of warm lips wrapped around a rising cock is a very nice way to start the day. Reaching down he held Sue's head as she sucked on his cock. She was good, whoever her teacher was, had taught her very well." Suck my cock, suck it as good as you did last night. You suck soooo well. She sucked it in and used her tongue to caress the stiff shaft and then licked the head sticking the tip of her tongue in the small pee hole while fucking him with her lips. Fantastic. Rob started to come in her sweet mouth and she sucked him dry. The bedroom door opened and Sue, naked, fresh from the shower, walked in just as Rob finished shooting a full load in the sucking mouth. "Susan!! What are you doing in here?" She cried. "I don't think Roy is ready for this yet." "Hi mom." Sue II said, looking up from between his legs as she swallowed the last drop of Rob's cum. "I knew you might get angry but I couldn't help it. I was horny and wanted to have some fun and he looked so good laying there naked" "What's going on here?" He asked totally shocked, sitting up in bed trying to cover himself. "I thought she was you. I didn't know it was her not you." "It's okay Roy, I'll explain everything to you." Sue said as she sat beside him and gave him a kiss. He felt strange sitting naked in bed next to a naked woman while her equally naked daughter laid with her head inches from his now limp cock which she had just expertly sucked off. "Let me explain, about five years ago Susan saw Jim and I screwing and asked me later all about sex. She knew the facts about sex but she wanted to know more. Asked what it felt like and if we enjoyed doing it. How often we did it." "After we talked it over and we decided to let her watch us a few times. Watch, that's all. The first time we were nervous but things went okay. We made her swear that this was to be just our secret, no one else must ever know. Undressing in the bed room Jim and I got on the bed. She laid beside us and I showed her how I got Jim's cock hard by sucking it as he played with my titties" "She watched as Jim entered my pussy and we started to fuck. We gave her quite a show as we both were hotter than ever with her watching. I came almost as soon as his cock hit my clit and must have had five or six climaxes with that hard cock pounding into my cunt." "Harder and harder Jim pounded his stiff prick deep in my hot, sloppy wet pussy. I felt him shudder and shoot creamy cum in me. Staying hard he kept going, giving me more of his lovely cock. MORE - More. Give me more of that hard cock. I kept saying." After we finally finished Sue kissed us both good night and went to her bed. Jim and I both agreed that it was fun with her being there, inspiring us to do more. I knew then that this could lead to a lot more in the future. "The next night she got naked with us. She was starting to grow little titties and when Jim played with mine she played with hers and then when he fingered my pussy she did hers. It feels good she said, "I like doing this." The next time we let her handle Jim's cock helping to get him hard and then guide it to my pussy lips and fit it in. His cock felt bigger than ever and filled me completely. "As we fucked she got on Jim's back and rode him till we were done. Then wanted us to play with her which we both did. We teased her young body for a while, kissing and playing with her little titties and fingered her pussy before sending her to her bed." "The next few nights she played with both of us. She liked getting Jim ready to fuck me. And we taught her how to play with herself and she had her first climax." "About a week later she watched as I sucked Jim and wanted to do the same. Jim and I showed her how and what to do. Then we let her suck him off, she swallowed his cum the first time and loved it." "Well she learned very well." Roy said. "She's great." "She's had a lot of practice, for the next couple years we did all forms of oral sex. We took turns sucking Jim's cock, he sucked us and we even ate each others pussys. Jim didn't fuck her until one night when she sat on Jim's hard cock and before he realized it he was deep in her cunt. Too late to stop, so after that we were a very happy fucking family until the accident." As Sue was telling him this she was playing with his cock and as it got hard Sue II started to suck again. "You had some already." Sue said. "Now its my turn, change places with me." As Sue started to suck on his cock Sue II moved to cover Roy's face with her pussy pressing it to his lips and allowing his tongue access to her sweet cunt. This was great, being sucked by a beautiful lady while he ate her lovely daughter at the same time. They spent several hours doing all different sexy things. Taking turns sucking and fucking each other in every position they could. Luckily it was a king size bed. Roy had more and better sex that day than most men have in a year. Sue fixed some lunch and they sat around the table still naked, no sense getting dressed, nothing to hide by this time. "This is nice being bare like this." Said Sue II. "We should start a nudist house here." After lunch Sue II got a call inviting her to a pool party at a girl friends and wearing only her t-shirt over bikini bottoms she left. Kissing Roy and saying. "Please come back to visit US, I would like to make love with you again." "Well?" Sue asked. "What do you think about this crazy family?" "Different but I loved it, even if you both wear me out." He told her. "But I would like to see you alone more often if I can?" "I would like that also, I need a man in my life." Sue said. "I haven't dated since the accident, and it's about time. I like the way we made love and we fit in lots of ways. I want more of you, lots more." Spending the rest of the day lounging around her pool, getting to know each other better. Still naked, enjoying the sun on their bare bodies and making love a couple more times. "Maybe Sue II was right, we should start a nudist house. New rule, no clothing allowed here by anyone." Sue told him. We will all go naked here." They had a late dinner, watched some TV and went to bed together, made love and then went to sleep. Waking up slightly when Sue II came in, stripped naked and crawled into bed next to them and went to sleep. After a shower in the morning we three had breakfast together still naked. Sue II said that Moms new rule was great and couldn't wait to tell some of her girl friends about it and invite them over, they will love it. "Hold on young lady, we don't want to get in trouble, your girl friends are too young for this." Sue said. "Don't worry, their cool. Three of them are fucking with their fathers and two with their brothers too. Ted, the boy I've been fucking with is also making it with his divorced mother a couple times a week. We party together a lot so its not a big deal with us." Sue II left to visit her friends while Sue and Roy went out for a drive. He took her to see his apartment, it was a very tiny place. The sofa made into a bed, room for a chair and TV, small table in a small kitchenette. "It's not much but it's home for now. The best I could find on short notice, the rents five hundred with utilities, it's furnished except for the TV." After wandering through a couple flea markets and having lunch they went to the beach, walked in the sand and talked more. Getting late they decided to go back to her house. Two strange vans were parked in the drive. On entering the house a sign greeted them. BE BARE OR BEWARE THE DRAGON. BE BARE OR YOUR BUTT WILL BE DRAGGING. by order of – The BITCH of the House "What the hell is she doing?" Sue exclaimed. "Where is she?" Looking out the window over to the pool Roy called her attention to what he saw. Three bare naked girls and three equally naked boys playing a game of bad mitten in the back yard. Six good looking teenagers bouncing around totally naked, enjoying the freedom of their young bodies bared to the warmth of the sun. "What's going on here" Sue exclaimed. "Keep your cool." He told her. "They aren't doing any thing out of order. And it is your rule." When the kids saw Sue and Roy they stopped their game and came to greet them. They were all about eighteen or so. The boys were slim and good looking and well hung. The girls were built with nice looking tits and cute asses. A healthy bunch of kids. None were even slightly shy about being naked in front of us. Sue II said. "Your breaking the rule Mom? Get naked! You too Roy." Roy told Sue. "You made the rule, abide by it." As he undressed. "Why the hell not." Sue said and stripped. "I made the rule and I guess I have to live with it." It felt a little strange being naked with this group of kids but was also very exciting to her. She could feel her juices start to flow. After Sue and Roy were naked, Sue II introduced the others, Ted was the boy she was with, Mike and Mary who were twins and Jo with her big brother Jim. Big was the right name for him, he was big, his cock was soft but about six inches long. Sue wondered how it would look hard and hoped she could find out sometime. They joined the kids in the pool, swimming and splashing for a while, then they split up for a little private fun. Sue noticed that Jo and Jim were together kissing and the twins were doing the same. When she asked. Sue II about it she said that they usually kept things in the family. "The whole family gets together to fuck once in a while. Their parents are swingers." Sue, Sue II, Ted and Roy were gathered together at one end of the pool. Roy had a hand on each girls tit and so did Ted. The girls were also playing with their cocks. Sue II was holding Roy and Sue had Ted's hardening prick in hers. She could feel it growing bigger and harder. No wonder her daughter liked him, she thought. Sue II told her mom that she and Ted wanted to be with her and Roy and have a little fun, four of us together. "It will be fun for us all. Ted and I switch with the twins once in a while and we've all fucked with Jo and Jim a few times." Sweet Sue Ch. 01 Sue Ellen Bridges was in trouble. On the way back from a job interview in Bisbee her car had broken down, and she was now stranded in the middle of nowhere. She waited about thirty minutes, but it was nearing noon and not a single car had gone by. The hot Arizona sun would soon be deadly if she didn’t get some water and shade quick so she decided to try taking off on foot. Sue crawled into the back seat and tugged off her plain suit and heals she had worn for her interview. There was no way she was walking to town in that. Sue slide into a pair of old denim jeans, a tee shirt, and boots, thanking God the entire time for having accidentally left them in the trunk after visiting her parents a couple weeks ago. She quickly grabbed her back pack from the back seat and her half full bottle of Arrowhead water and was off on her way down the highway. After walking for what seemed like forever she spotted a small one story rickety looking building on the horizon. There at the side of the road stood the High and Dry Saloon, as the beat up sign proclaimed. It’s name suited it to a T. The building had to have been at least fifty years old. It was a run down shabby looking shack made out of battered, aged grey wood. It wasn’t much that’s for sure, but it did have two dirty trucks and a car parked out in front of it and hopefully ... a phone inside. In spite of her aching feet, Sue picked up her stride grateful that relief from the blazing sun was in sight. Sue reached the building and stepped up onto the narrow porch along it’s front. The boards were uneven and sunken in some spots. The porch groaned as the boards beneath her feet sank. Sue lost her balance, and was only able to stop herself from falling by catching herself on a long wooden rail. “Quaint,” she muttered. “This place must be ancient. It even has a hitching post One things for sure ... it’s defiantly not up to code.” Anxious to get off the unsteady porch she opened the door of the bar and let herself in. As her eyes adjusted to the shade, she took in the dim interior and the three men inside. ------------------------------------------------- Johnny and his two friends had heard something happening on the front porch. “Probably another rich snowbird that’s gotten themselves lost,” he muttered to his two companions. They all turned around to the sight of the door opening and the lovely surprise it revealed, framed in the bright blinding sunlight. There stood a five foot six, twenty something woman, and she was a sight to behold. Long natural bleach blonde hair pulled back in a red bandana. Wearing jeans and a plain white cotton t-shirt, so soaked in sweat you could see right through it to the white lacy bra beneath. Her faced was flushed with the heat making her dark blue shine in comparison the redness of her cheeks and lips. She took a deep breath, drawing all three men’s eyes to her generously endowed chest. She was wasn’t too big or too small. Her breasts were just right. About a 36 C, just enough to please a man. And please them she did. She may have been dressed like a cowgirl, but all three men could tell that this woman was pure class. She was every cowboy’s dream ... hot sex in denim. ---------------------------------------------- “Hello,” she said tentatively, walking further into the room. The room was hot, dusty, and small. It had obviously not been used ,or cleaned, in a very long time. All the chairs had been placed upside down on the tables and covered with dropcloths, which were further covered with a fine layer of Arizona dust. In fact the only thing not covered in dust, was the bar. It was old and scarred, but clean, with a couple bar stools in front of it and a dirty mirror and some bottles of alcohol displayed in back. Two cowboys sat on the stools and another was hunched over the bar in back. All were oggling her. “ Excuse me. My car broke down about a mile away from here. I was wondering if I could use your phone?” Her words seemed to snap the men out of their trance and all three sets of eyes returned to her face. The man behind the bar slowly straighten himself up and walked around the bar towards her. He was a rather average looking man. Brown hair, brown eyes, lightly tanned. About medium weight and just a couple inches taller than Sue herself. Still Sue felt uneasy and took a step back and he drew himself up uncomfortably close to her. “Hi there.” the man said, looking down at her. “My name is Johnny. I own the bar. This here’s my friend’s Tex and Pete. They work on the Lazy K ranch that’s down the road away. Unfortunately, the bar doesn’t have a phone.” “Oh, no,” she sighed, viably upset. “I’m sorry, miss, but business has been poor lately. We haven’t had any need of a phone.”Johnny gestured to a stool. “Why don’t you come sit down, and we’ll see if we can’t work out a solution to your problem.” She let herself be led over to the stool and sat down. Johnny resumed his place behind the bar and reached down to pull out a cold beer for her from the cooler at his feet. “I just don’t know what to do.” Sue exclaimed. “My car won’t start and I have no idea what could be wrong with it. My friends aren’t expecting me back till tomorrow, so they won’t even know I’m missing!” the cowboy sitting closest to her leaned towards her. He was tall, around six foot, and lean. His sandy blonde hair peaked out from beneath his cowboy hat. His face was tanned golden causing his blue eyes to shine. He smelled of sweat and horses and tobacco. “ The ranch has a phone. We could swing by and see what’s wrong with your car and then take you back to the ranch so you can call your friends.” He turned to the other cowboy. “ Is that all right with you, Pete?” “ I guess,” Pete muttered, not taking his gaze off Sue for a second. Pete was kind of creepy. Good looking in that rugged cowboy way. Tall and lean like Tex, but with black hair and eyes that didn’t seem to hold any compassion whatsoever. Sue hesitated. She really wanted to get out of here and home. I guess this is my only option. She turned back to Tex. “When can we leave?” “Well, this is Pete and I’s day off. We were going to have a couple more drinks. We just got here. Do you mind waiting awhile?” “No, that’s okay. You guys take your time.” She turned to Johnny. “Is there somewhere I can freshen up?” He pointed towards a door on the wall, and she grabbed up her book bag and headed off to the restroom. “Just knock on the door if you’re ready to go and I’m not back,” she called back to them. ------------------------------------------------ “ Ugh!” Sue moaned stepping into the filthy restroom. It contained just a single open toilet a rusted sink and a wobbly chair someone must have dragged in from the main room. She plopped her bookbag on the chair and went over to the mirror to survey the damage. She looked a mess. She was covered in sweat and dust. Her long, normally straight, hair looked like a bramble bush. Her t-shirt and jeans were filthy. Her feet were killing her! Her boots, though better than her abandoned heels, weren’t intended for the kind of walking she had done earlier. She slipped of her boots, arching her heels, and then proceeded to strip off the rest of her clothes leaving only her underwear on. Sue brushed out her hair and then ran her shirt and jeans under cold water and then rang them out. She tossed them over the back of the chair to dry and then began washing the dirt off her tired dust body with her bandana. She was so caught up she didn’t even notice the door opening a crack and the six eyes peering in at her. The water felt so cold and clean. She ran the cloth all over her body savoring th feel. Down her arms and legs, across her waist, up her neck, and then finally she reached her breasts. She lifted her left breast from its cup, squeezing it her palm. She slowly caressed it with the damp cloth, leaving small droplets of water in it’s trail. Despite the heat, the water felt chilly and her nipple beaded. The men sucked in their breath at the sight of that lovely dusty pink nipple. She dropped it back into it’s cupped and proceeded to do the same to the right breast. Johnny couldn’t stand it. He let out a moan, startling Sue. She jumped and turned, still holding her breast, just in time to see six eyes vanish and the door bang closed. She gasped, jammed her breast back into it’s cup and marched to the door swinging it open, standing there in only her flimsy damp underwear. The men feasted on the sight of her bare body. ---------------------------------------------- “Told ya she wanted some,” Pete muttered, with a smirk. The other two men turned to look at them, and then with a smile at each other they turned and strode towards her, eyes agleam and jeans a bulging. Sue back up, but it was too late. Tex had her left arm and Johnny had her right. They slowly pulled her into the room. Pete stalked over to the door, locking it and flipping the welcome sign to closed. “We is gonna have us some fun ....” too be continued ... Sweet Sue Sue didn't know what to say, she looked to Roy for help. "What should we do?" "It can't hurt you an you'll probably like it." He said as he pushed her toward Ted and gathered Sue II in his arms. "But-but-but." Sue stammered. "I've never before switched like this." "Enjoy mom, Ted's as good as Roy and I know you liked fucking him as much as I did." Sue II said. "And when I told him about yesterdays party that we had he said that we should make it with you two." Roy was watching as Sue slowly embraced Ted, she shut her eyes and gave him a small kiss. She was scared, but excited. Over a year without sex, then the last two nights and days. Having so much, now this. Could she possibly fuck this young man with Roy and Sue II watching? The touch of Ted's hand on her bare tit felt so good to her. He was a bit young, but he was the same age as her daughter and Roy has been screwing her. "Why not? Keep it in the family?" Sue said and reached again for his young cock under the water. Holding his prick she felt it grow until it filled her hand. "He's bigger than Roy." She thought. "This should feel good." Sue wrapped her legs around him in the water and guided his cock to the entrance of her pussy. Fucking in the water is difficult and she had a hard time fitting her pussy over Tim's big cock. Pulling with her legs she slowly took him in. He was filling her pussy with more cock than she had ever had. Good GOD it felt nice. He hit bottom, and started thrusting back and forth. "Great, good, give me more." Sue cried. "Give me your cock I want more." She shuddered into a strong climax, loving this young mans nice cock and what it was doing to her. Looking over his shoulder she saw that Sue II was riding on Roy's cock. She was getting fucked too. Group sex was a lot of fun. It felt so good getting fucked by this young man that she came a couple times before he gave her his cum. Shooting deep into her hot box. Kissing him she pulled loose and swam to Sue II and Roy just as they finished their good fuck. Hugging and kissing them, she said. "Thanks, I love you both." Looking to the end of the pool they could see that the other kids were laying in a circle, connected mouth to cock and mouth to pussy. Sue II and Ted went to join their friends orgy. Pulling on Roy's arm and moving to the steps. "I want to talk to you." She said. "What's up?" He asked. Following her. "I have a proposition for you, how would you like to move in here? No strings attached. You can come and go as you wish. Sue II and I care for you and we need a man around. Not just for sex but other things are important too. I'll have to talk to her first but I don't see a problem there. You can have your own room if you wish." "My reply to you." Roy said as he pulled her into his arms for a kiss. "Is twist my arm and force me. Please." Calling to Sue II asking her to come over, Sue told her what they were thinking about. Asking what she thought? Would she have any objections to Roy moving in with them? "Fantastic." She yelled and gave both a hug. "It will be great to have some one around steady for both of us. Wonderful idea, I love you both." The other kids left but not before asking if they could come over again? They liked swimming naked and having fun as a group, loved the freedom being naked gave them. "Fine, your welcome anytime." Sue told them. "Just be careful who knows about it. We don't want to be raided by irate parents." After supper the three went to bed together, made love for a while then slept. All together. The next day they moved his things in and he became a member of the SWEET SUE I & II household. * FINI * Sweet Suffering I arrive at the café late, but this is planned. Ten minutes, almost exactly – I've been waiting, browsing in a bookshop down the road, calculating how long it would take to get you anxious, tense, in suspense. Yes, ten minutes ought to do nicely. It's a gorgeous bright, hot sunny day, the heat beating down onto the pavement from the clear blue sky. I'm wearing my sunglasses and you're looking in the other direction, tapping your foot nervously, as I arrive by the outside table of the café. I slip into the seat next to you and you jump in surprise then look at me, relieved. "You're late," you say, nervously. "Is that a problem?" "No... No of course not." "Good." You're wearing a low-cut red dress that comes high up your legs, which are crossed very carefully. "You're dressed as I instructed?" I ask quietly. You look down at the table, a little embarrassed. "Well?" "Yes." "Good." I move my chair closer to sit directly next to you, the metal legs scraping across the pavement. I see you wince slightly, not wanting the least bit of attention to be drawn to us. You don't know what's going to happen, but you have a rough idea of what sort of thing it might be, and it makes you nervous. But excited, oh yes, I can tell... "Uncross your legs," I instruct you simply. You don't look at me, continuing to look down at the table instead, but after a few moments you do as I ask. "Wider," I say quietly. You part your legs a little more, creating an inviting gap between your knees. "What if someone can see?" you ask nervously. I shrug. "Then they enjoy the view." I grin. "I can't believe you're making me do this..." "You can get up and walk away any time..." "I know." You stay right where you are. I beckon a waitress over. "Can I help?" she asks, smiling. "Yes, I'll have a coke thanks," I tell her, smiling. "Molly?" You're so nervous and excited you can hardly think of the name of a drink, and the situation probably isn't helped when you suddenly feel, under the table, the touch of my hand on the inside of your thigh, gently brushing upwards towards your unprotected, sensitive spot... "Um... er..." "Shall I come back in a minute?" "No, come on Molly, make your mind up!" I laugh. "I'll have..." You jump suddenly in your seat as my fingers reach between your legs, where as I had instructed you are wearing no panties. I gently stroke you with two fingers, and a small gasp escapes your lips. "A coke for me too thanks," you blurt desperately. The waitress smiles and walks off. I stop stroking you for a moment, but keep my hand where it is. "Please, don't..." You ask desperately. "Are you telling me what to do?" I ask viciously. "If so, I don't think that's a good idea." "No, I'm not, I'm sorry, but... I mean please, this is a public place... People could see, we could get into trouble!" I look across the road opposite us. Cars are passing by, people are walking along the streets, people in the shop opposite are going about their usual business. Nobody cares that you and I are sitting together at that table, with my hand surreptitiously planted up your skirt... "You don't want this?" I ask teasingly, stroking you more quickly and pushing a little harder, working you slowly harder and faster with my two fingers. You close your eyes and lean your head back a fraction, sighing deeply. "Yes... Yes I do..." you confess. "How much." "More than anything..." The waitress returns with two ice-cold glasses of cokes and I pay her, even breaking out of my usual character to give her a tip. "I wouldn't mind holding that down and spanking it," I note mockingly, whispering into your ear. I see you look at her jealously as she walks off, but before you can say anything I suddenly make a new effort and bring you right to the edge. You suppress a slight squeal of pleasure before I ease off, working my hand back down your leg a little but keeping it under your skirt. I take a sip of my drink, and you do the same. "Please..." you whisper again, but I can't tell if you mean please stop of please push you over. I think it's a mixture of both, and I start stroking you again, gently, lightly, keeping you nicely simmering. You say nothing, you simply try desperately not to show any outward sign of your increasing arousal and desperation, your eyes darting around fearfully, constantly worrying that at any moment somebody will spot what's happening and say something. All the time I gradually increase my pace and I feel you shift forward on your chair, trying to force my fingers harder and deeper into you, to finish you off. "Ah-ah," I whisper, giving your ear a quick lick for the sake of it as I do so. A man sitting in his car waiting for the traffic lights to change glances across at our table, looks down, looks at me, smiles knowingly and winks. He drives off. "How long shall we stay here?" I ask casually, well aware that you're teetering on the edge of orgasm again, but working my fingers expertly to keep you balancing delicately on that edge and not going over. "I..." you can barely speak, lost in that semi-dream world of arousal and desire. You moan softly and half-close your eyes, snapping them open as you realise you're becoming too conspicuous. "Would you like to finish?" You nod vigorously. All this time, my other hand has been wrapped tightly around my ice-cold glass of coke. Suddenly and swiftly I remove my hand from between your legs and just as quickly put my other hand there. You feel my freezing fingers press into you and you jolt violently in your seat, gasping. I remove the hand; several people are looking at us, attracted by your sudden exclamation – you do your best to look as if nothing has happened, but in your eyes I can see your crushing disappointment at being brought slamming back down to Earth. I smile happily and finish my drink. "There's a public toilet just over there," I say, pointing. I hand you a small plastic bag I brought with me that I had placed under my chair. "Go in there and put these on." You take the bag and walk off in the direction of the toilet, knowing better than to say anything or ask any questions, walk off toward the toilets. I chuckle to myself at the thought of your face when you find what I've given you, and wonder whether you'll actually do as I ask. I am actually quite impressed when, a few minutes later, I see you walking back across towards the table, stepping very gingerly, your face grimacing in pain at every movement. You sit back down carefully, wincing, and shoot me your best 'I can't believe you're doing this to me!' look. "How does it feel?" I ask. "Horrible," you say. "I knew you'd like it," I reply with a grin. The previous evening when I visited you at your hotel, while you'd been in the bathroom I'd taken the opportunity of stealing a pair of your bra and panties. Back home, I'd super-glued into the crotch of the panties and the cups of the bra some very coarse pieces of sandpaper – glass paper, I believe you Americans call it. This, of course, was what I had handed you to put on and what you are very commendably now wearing and suffering from. "Come on!" I say, standing up quickly. "We're going for a walk." A look of horror comes across your face. "I don't think I can take too much of this!" you plead. "And...?" "I'll be rubbed raw!" I give you a look, and you moodily get to your feet. I start walking quickly down the street, and you do your best to keep up, every step becoming increasingly painful. "You'll pay for this tomorrow when I'm on top..." you say meaningfully. "That's what I'm hoping for," I reply, feeling a momentary stab of excitement at the thought of what agonies your revenge might inflict upon me. But I push the thoughts to the back of my mind – there's still so much to be done today. "I know it must be difficult for you," I say as we walk. "So I'm going to give you a chance to get out of your underwear pretty quickly. All you have to do is pass a little test I have in mind. Quite simply really, just carry out a few instructions..." Perhaps you can tell from my wicked smile that this is not going to be plain sailing. I stop outside the bookshop I was in before, and you stop too. "What do I have to do?" you ask. "Well, we've done the teasing, and the pain..." "Seems like we're still on the pain..." "Yes, well, anyway, now the humiliation!" There is a quick look of excitement and horror on your face, overcome with sheer curiosity. "What do I have to do?" I tell you. You are suitably shocked. "But... I can't do that!" "Why not?" "It's... people will hear me!" "That's rather the idea." "I can't believe you're going to make me do that!" "You can't to get out of those things don't you? Do this and I'll let you go and take them off. Refuse, and we won't get the tube back to my flat; we'll walk the whole way." You clearly have no choice. "And anyway," I point out, "it's not as if you're ever going to see any of these people again. You live on another continent for goodness sake!" Without another word, you walk into the bookshop. A moment or two later, so nobody inside suspects we're together, I follow. You look over your shoulder angrily at me, before stepping towards the enquiries desk. I go across to the Biography section and pretend to browse, close enough to hear you clearly, especially as you've been instructed to speak up. "Um... hello," you say. The guy at the desk – quite young, blond, only about nineteen or so, maybe his first job, perhaps he works here part time while he's at University or something... Who knows? I can't conceal my delight at someone like him being the focus of your public humiliation. "Can I help?" he asks cheerfully. "Yes..." You shoot me another look and I calmly make a small gesture indicating that you should speak louder. "I'm... Um... Looking for a book." "That's what we're here for," Mr Helpful laughs. I think he fancies you, you know. Perhaps it's that dress... "Yes... It's, um, erotica." That gets a couple of other browsing customers looking up briefly. I smile devilishly to myself. Mr Helpful seems slightly embarrassed, but he covers it with a laugh. "Well, we have that, yes. It's just over here, in the corner..." He leads you over to a nearby corner and I follow casually, now pretending to look at the Classic Fiction section. I busy myself sorting Orwell's novels into chronological order and to my annoyance find that some idiot has put Down and Out in Paris and London in the fiction section, while listening to your conversation with Mr Helpful. He's content to let you browse the erotica on your own, but I've given you very specific instructions. "I wonder if you could help me look," you say. I notice a couple of the male customers are drifting close enough to listen, vaguely aroused perhaps by the idea of a sexy young woman talking openly about wanting to buy a porno novel. "Um... eh... what... um, what sort of novel were you after?" Mr Helpful asks, rather flustered in a horribly Hugh Grant kind of a way. "Something S&M," you say loudly, taking the plunge. A woman nearby makes her son put down the Harry Potter book he wants to buy and ushers him out of the shop very quickly. "I see... Well there's this row down here..." Mr Helpful says, desperately trying to avoid making eye contact with you. You look at me again, and I can see you've got a spiteful look in your eye, and I sense you're about to really show me that you can match anything I throw at you. "I like books about being tied up and tortured," you say very clearly. "Particularly being teased, I like that a great deal. Being restrained and aroused to the edge of orgasm and not allowed to cum. I like that a lot. In fact, I find it a real turn on. Do you have anything like that?" Your face has turned almost as red as your hair and I'm having to put a fist in my mouth to stop laughing. Mr Helpful is practically in a puddle on the floor, and one of the other men listening to you seems to be salivating at the thought of tying you up and doing nasty things to you. Mr Helpful has regained enough of his composure to dumbly hand you a book. You nod politely and take it to the till and pay for it, heading quickly out of the shop leaving a trail of dazed, confused and no doubt rather excited males in your wake. After a few moments I follow you out. You're standing on the street looking daggers at me, and I clap you on the shoulder. "Oh well done, that was amazing, it really way. I thought that poor kid was going to die!" "I thought I was going to die!" you exclaim angrily. "I mean... Jesus Christ! Anyway, can I please take these things off now?" I'm laughing too much to say anything, so I just nod, and you storm off back to the toilets, thrusting a small plastic bag with a book in into my hands. I take a look – At Pains to Please by Maria del Piero, Publisher's Warning, Contains Adult Material. I'm still laughing and you're still angry by the time we get back to my flat, but I'm still not quite finished with you for the day yet. Once we're in I take you through to the bedroom and simply command you to strip off. "Just strip off?" Isn't that a bit plain for your style?" "Just do it... Oh, and lie on the bed spread-eagled when you're done, there's a good girl..." You shake your head but do as I ask. Even I can't help but feel a little sorry for you when I see the state the sandpaper has left your breasts in – again, I feel another burst of excitement at the thought of you having your own back tomorrow... "I'm ready oh Master," you say sarcastically, having spread yourself out on the bed. I ignore the comment, and busy myself tying your wrists and ankles down to the four corners. "What now? Do I get gagged, blindfolded? What a boring end to the day..." "I can't gag you," I say. "You need to speak?" "What?" I reach into a draw and take out a little microphone and earpiece headset, which slips easily over your head. "What the hell is that?" you ask. "A hands free set for my phone," I reply. "I got it in Dixon's the other day, quite natty, don't you think? Useful for when you can't hold the receiver, you know, if you're busy cooking or cleaning or playing kinky sex games..." I move over to the phone and start dialling a number. The headphones become active and you hear me start to dial. "Who are you calling?" you ask. "Well, I thought as the person you know best in England, it's my responsibility to make sure you're okay while you're over here... You know, don't talk to any strangers, don't get lost, call your mother on a regular basis..." You feel a stab of panic. "My mother!?" Before you can say anything else, the phone is ringing, and within a few moments a distant, transatlantic voice very recognisable as that very woman's is on the other end. "Hello...?" "Um... Hi mum, it's me! Molly!" "Molly! Hi! How are you! Are you enjoying your holiday? Did you get the chance to meet up with Paul? You mentioned you might arrange to see him..." "Oh yes, we've met up..." You're speaking to her but your eyes are very much on me as I pull something else out of the draw the headset came from – a long, black, sleek-looking vibrator. Your eyes widen in panic and you shake your head mouthing 'No' at me as you listen to your mother's tales from back home and questions about your holiday, but there's nothing you can do to stop it now. "Yeah, I saw Big Ben," you assure her as I press the tip of the vibrator against you and switch it on. Your body jerks as I move it slowly up, down and around your sensitive spot. "Oh yes, it's great... Really... Oh good..." You're doing an amazing job, really you are, but you can't hide the tension and anxiety in your voice as I begin to press the vibrator deeper, thrusting in and out, increasing the speed. Your voice increased in pitch as you start to sigh, gasp and moan in between sentences. "What... No I'm fine... Must be the line... No, it's okay, I have a phone card... Well, if you have to go..." I push it as deep as I can, thrusting and moving it up and down, driving you closer and closer to orgasm. "Yes... Love you too mum..." You know if I make you cum before the phone call is up there's no way you can hide it. "What... No, I don't hear any buzzing... Like I said, must be a bad line... Well, you know, this country hasn't been the same since the blitz..." That does it. I twist and turn the vibrator and switch it to maximum setting. "Okay, yes I will... Yes, okay!" you snap. "Right... Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." She's gone, and only just in time it seems, as you shudder and convulse with the force of your orgasm, sweating heavily, moaning loudly. When eventually you're done I switch the vibrator off and slide it gently out of you, laughing and grinning. After getting your breath back, you lift your head and look down at me. "You bastard!" you exclaim. "You... bastard!" But I just laugh. "Would you rather I hadn't?" You shake your head and grin yourself. "Not on your life... But you're gonna pay... Oh yes, big time..." "Let's not think about that just yet," I say, despite my excitement at the wicked tone of your voice. "After all, you're all tied up, and there are still a good few hours of my day left..."