1 comments/ 20004 views/ 5 favorites Linda's Guest Ch. 01 By: Genrefic Her phone call surprised me, coming as it did completely out of the blue. "Alan," Linda's familiar voice said over the phone, "I need to talk to you about something." Linda. Tall, incredibly curvy, with some of the biggest natural breasts I'd ever fucked. Her nipples drove me crazy, and when she came, her pussy would grip my cock almost franticly. One of my favorite lays of all time, gone from my life for a couple of years, now. It had been so long since I had heard from Linda, it was surprising that she even called at all. "Sure," I said, "go ahead." "I don't exactly know what to say. You. . .I mean, you won't believe it. I don't know if you heard or not, but John Heyden has been out in Colorado here for a while, and didn't have anywhere permanent to live, so when he showed up at my door one day, I just invited him to stay for as long as he needed, until he got back on his feet." "Wait a minute, you mean John from our school, who graduated two years' ago? What is he, like 20, now?" "Almost 21," Linda said, her voice sounding oddly strained. "Ok," I said, trying to imagine it. "You invited a former student to live in your house with you and the kids." This was incredibly odd behavior, and worse, it was completely out of character for her. Linda and I had been counselors at the same school here in Michigan together, and from working together, had developed a close bond of friendship, which then evolved into friends with benefits. She needed to recover from her divorce, and I very much liked fucking her voluptuous body every chance I got. Then she moved to Colorado to be near her family, and that had pretty much ended my chances at nailing her sweet ass. I remember the last time we fucked, it had been a hurried affair, only a few hours stolen together after a faculty luncheon, but we had both needed it. Kissing her goodbye had been more bittersweet than I would've expected: I think, in the end, I loved her, as a friend and as a lover, and would genuinely miss her body and her mind. There's only so much you can do with the kind of distance that was coming between us, and I certainly wasn't giving up my years of seniority to get a scrub job in Colorado. No, it was pretty well over between us, but I always fantasized that some day she'd show up at my door, needing to be fucked. It wasn't hard to imagine obliging her. "Well, they're older now, and, I mean, Cindy's living here too, to help take care of the kids. You remember Cindy, of course. We've got the room, and she didn't seem to mind when I offered to let him live with us----I had thought, kind of, that maybe the two of them. . .well, anyway, you know how jealous she was of you." She just trailed off into silence. Linda. She had always seemed to know what she was doing, but this was just---weird. I remembered Cindy well enough. She was a graduate back when Linda and I were becoming somewhat of a thing, and Linda had hired her as babysitter to help out with the kids. Linda's schedule couldn't make everything work with just herself doing the parenting, and things were rocky between her and her ex: he traveled too much to be very much of a parent to their two kids. Cindy was only a little over 5' tall, and Linda practically towered over her. Cindy had had a lot of issues that Linda had worked out for her during her senior year, sexual hang-ups and parental issues, all of which left Cindy incredibly grateful, even devoted, to Linda ever since. She had been a like little follower of Linda, almost worshipping her, but I always got the feeling that she wanted Linda to be some sort of mother/sex-object for her, too. Cindy saw that Linda and I were headed for a relationship quicker than Linda did, and when it happened, she immediately treated me like a threat to her happy life. She went out of her way to be a bitch to me, and from what Linda said, she really liked to run me down when I wasn't around. I remembered Cindy's jealous anger toward me all too well, she had definitely had a crush on Linda. Like me, she loved who Linda was, the boldness and strength of her personality, the way she drew people to her; Cindy was probably subconsciously wanting to be in her arms, even now. But when Linda and I dated, Cindy quickly turned out to be a major bitch to me, harping whenever she got the chance, like she owned a piece of Linda. Well, whatever. If she was still trailing along in Linda's wake like a servant, I guess that was her choice. Linda let her it continue, without encouraging it, so. . .I guess that's the way she wanted it. Linda was all kinds of weird, really, but always told me she wasn't interested in women sexually at all. And yet, there Little Miss Cindy was, living in her house and helping raise her kids. A surrogate Mommy to them, who would tow the line for Linda, agree with what she said, be supportive, be there for her, but never demand anything back? Even sex? In the past, I had fantasized about the two of them together, of Cindy gladly crawling between Linda's thighs each night to lick her to complete ecstasy. Sometimes Linda was just like a witchy seductress who used people's psychology against them instead of magic. Cindy had obviously followed the family out west. Maybe she had finally managed to seduce Linda? I liked the thought of that, somebody should certainly be fucking Linda's brains out! "Anyway, he moved in, and everything was fine the first couple of days, he gets along well with everybody, and the kids have always really liked him, so, there was no problem on that end. And then. . .last night." "Last night?" I couldn't imagine what he had done, but it must have been a doozy. "Yeah. He, uh. . .well, it was late, and I had put the kids to bed hours before, and was in my room in bed, reading, and. . .and the door opened, and John walked in." I sat bolt upright in my seat when she said that, and I could feel my cock stiffening. "He was undressed, he only had his boxers on, and it was so odd, how he came in without knocking, just walked right in, and I couldn't help but notice his muscular chest and legs, and I even glanced at his crotch, the bulge in his boxers was really big. Alan, he came right over to the foot of the bed, just looking at me, and something. . .I mean, I couldn't believe he'd just walked right in, and was looking at me without saying a word, and then came closer, right up next to me by the bedside. I put down the book I had in my hands and looked up at him as he stood there, saying nothing, like he was trying to memorize my face. Well, all of a sudden he pulled his boxers down, and there it was, his cock----standing straight up only inches from my face! My god, he's huge, he's got to be 9 or 10 inches long! His cock was just incredible! And still, even after that, he stood there with that weird look on his face! Alan, I didn't know what to do, I couldn't believe it, I was just so stunned, I didn't know he felt that way about me at all, I mean, I was his counselor in school and we've been friends online since, even though I'm a good 25 years older than he is, but he just looked at me, put his hand on the back of my head, and guided my face over to his cock." I grinned, feeling the familiar hardening and stirring of my own cock, even though I was far from Linda's place, all those miles away in Colorado. "And it was big, and hard, and delicious, so you just. . .?" "I was just stunned! It was like my mouth opened without my knowing it, and before I knew what to say, he was fucking my mouth, and my tongue was licking his cock and my lips were gripping it, taking it in hungrily! I couldn't think, I mean I was blank, if I thought anything, I just figured that, there I was, he was already in my mouth, so I might as well go with it, so I continued sucking him, licking as much of his big cock as I could, and stroking his balls. His balls were large, too, but I just couldn't get over his cock, I've never been with a guy that big, and I kept thinking about what it would feel like in my pussy, how good it would feel. It felt really good to suck him, too. I gripped the base of his awesome dick and did my best to deep throat him, my head bobbing up and down that amazing shaft. I was moaning around this huge cock and slurping away happily for I don't even know how long until he finally came in my mouth! It tasted really good, a lot like your cum, and I swallowed it gladly. I was happy that I had gotten him off, and that I was able to please him so much. It just felt. . .right, like I had done a good thing. And then, he just left, closing the door behind him as he went. I sat there in my bed for at least twenty minutes, just tasting the flavor of his cum, the feel of his cock in my mouth, over and over again. Alan, what's wrong with me???" She sounded desperately concerned about her behavior, and I knew she'd be worried about the implications for her kids and her household. "Do you regret sucking him off?" I said. "No," she said in a small voice, "I really liked it, I mean, I didn't want to stop sucking him off at all." "And how have things been today? With him, I mean." "That's the weirdest thing, he hasn't been acting any bit differently, and I've been really jumpy all day, but it hasn't seemed to bother him at all. It's like he doesn't even think about it. Alan, what do I do? I can't have this going on in the house with the kids here, what kind of message would it send them if they knew?" "Well, make sure they don't know. Do what you want, sexually, when they're asleep or not there, it can't be that difficult, can it? Relax a bit about this, Linda. Adults have sex, you know?" There was only silence on the other end of the line, and I could tell she was thinking a million thoughts a minute. "Have you thought about what you'll do if he comes into your bedroom again tonight?" "Oh god, I can't think of anything else! His body, I mean he is really athletic, and I've always thought he was a great kid, but, I mean. . ." "Linda, for christ's sake, he's an adult, whether you think he is or not. If he comes into your bedroom tonight, suck his cock for him. He wants it, and you definitely like doing it, why don't you just make the both of you happy?" "Oh, god, Alan, aren't you freaked out by this? I mean, isn't this making you jealous?" "Linda, the last time we fucked was two years ago, I certainly have no claim on your body, much as I'd love to fuck you again. . .I mean, you live at least a four-hour flight away! It's not like we're going to bump into each other in the grocery store anytime soon! Listen, Linda. I've always thought that you wanted sex more than you let on, even to yourself, so maybe this is good for you, getting a little something without having to do a lot of thinking about it, no need for analysis for once." "I. . .oh god, I just can't believe it! I couldn't tell anyone about this. If my friends ever knew, they'd completely flip out, and my family would be horrified. . . it would ruin my life! But I do want to suck him off, I do want him again tonight, even knowing the terrible danger. Do you think I'm terrible?" "Linda, you may have a little submissiveness in you, after all. You might just like doing what an assertive man wants, sexually, it might just turn you on a bit. And, as far as my reaction goes, I'm as hard as a rock right now. It's really a turn-on to imagine you sucking off this young stud's cock. So, do you think it'll go further now. . .do you think he'll actually fuck you tonight?" "Oh, Alan, I don't know, I don't know if I could face that, I mean----" I cut her off mid-sentence. "Bullshit, Linda, you know you've thought about it. His hard, young body thrusting against you, you've been thinking about it all day. You know you have, don't lie!" "Alan, you don't know everything about me, I'm not that way, you can't sexualize me like that. . ." "Maybe not, but it sounds like HE certainly is sexualizing you! Well, tell you what, you see how it goes, then call me alanorrow. I've GOT to hear about how this all turns out." "Okay, I will. I mean, I can still taste him, just like it was with you. . .You really do want me to suck him off again? You think it's okay?" "I think you owe it to yourself. And when we hang up, I'm going to be imagining him fucking your hot mouth while I jerk off, Linda. Call me alanorrow." It was a week before I did get a call from Linda, and I'd been dying to know what the hell was going on. I kept imagining him coming in to fuck her, it always got me hot, thinking about her body, the big boobs with the long protruding nipples, her furry pussy, and her sweet ass that practically begged to be grabbed. I could never get enough fucking from her, she always left me waiting for more, even while she tried to maintain her responsible mother / professional woman lifestyle. But she kept coming back to me because I kept getting her off. Those sex sessions had just been to rare for me, though. I wanted her again and again, not every once in a while. "Hello?" "Alan, it's Linda, I'm sorry I didn't call before. But, please, you've got to help me." "What is it, Linda, what's going on?" "It's. . .it's crazy, I mean, I think I'm going crazy. He's taking over my life." "Who, John? What do you mean? What's he doing?" "Well, on the night we talked, he came in again, and the same thing happened, he pulled down his briefs, and I sucked him off again. This happened two more times, then it changed." I was getting hot and hard thinking of her helplessly sucking dick, even another guy's dick, and listened to her story. "The next night he came in completely naked, and I just stared as he walked in. His body's so young, so muscular, and firm, and poking out at me was that cock of his! I couldn't help but watch his cock sway as he walked toward me, and then he was right next to me again. Our eyes met, and he had an odd expression on his face, like he was disappointed, and said, "How come you're hair's still up? Do you sleep that way? I like it down, it's sexier." I sat there, helplessly, as he pulled my hair free from the clip, arranging it around my shoulders. The whole time he's doing this, I'm looking at his cock, it's only inches from my face, and I can't wait for it. I think I actually crave it! When he gets finished with my hair, I reach out and cup his cock in my hand, and start licking the tip without any encouragement, just like I was waiting for it, and I start sucking his cock and stroking his balls. I wanted him to really cum in my mouth, an uncontrollable explosion, I felt like I had to make up for disappointing him, so I sucked his cock for all I was worth, working my lips up and down his shaft, until I felt his cock spurt hot jets into my mouth, on my tongue, and down my throat. I kept working him, sucking his cock, and swallowing his cum, and I swear, I think I came once when I was doing it, like pleasing him and making him happy were all I wanted in the whole world. He looked really happy when he left, and I just passed right out asleep." She ran right out of story on the other end of the line, and I waited to hear what would come next, but a long, drawn-out silence just spun out, like she was re-living it. "So then. . .?" "Oh, yeah. So, I mean, then, the last three nights I've waited for him in my bed, with my hair down, and. . .and. . ." "Come on, Linda, we've had phone sex and every other kind, you don't need to get shy, now. . ." "Well, I. . .I've been waiting for him with my hair down, because I know he likes that, and. . .well, . . ." "And what? What the hell else?" I couldn't believe she was having this much trouble with it all. Linda hadn't batted an eye, telling me what her husband had done with her sexually, or that she had watched a date masturbate in her car, or. . .whatever the hell else. But this was all different, somehow. "I waited for him naked." THAT surprised me, Linda was always so self-conscious about her body, being naked---I had always had to seduce her, undress her, make her feel really comfortable, she could never just strip down and fuck. But it looks like there was a side of her which liked being bold. "Wow, that's fucking hot. You sitting there on the bed, not a stitch on. . ." "Well, no, I was in bed, but I wasn't wearing a shirt or bra or panties. . ." "So as he walked in that night he could see your boobs, at least, with your long hair down, and. . ." "Yeah, it seemed to really get him going, he came almost instantly, playing with my boobs and pinching my nipples like that." "So what's the problem? Has all of this disrupted the family unit?" "No, no, nobody seems to notice what's going on, not even Cindy, but. . .Alan, I keep thinking about his cock, looking forward to bedtime, wondering whether he'll show or not, I mean, I don't know what kind of relationship this even is. I'm just some home blowjob kit for him, or something. We don't even talk about what's going on, it's. . .it's like I just do whatever he wants, sexually. Like pleasing him is what gets me off. It's. . . " "Kinky," I finished for her. Linda always tried to veer away from being kinky herself. It was okay for other people, her friends, her family, whoever, but never her. She had liked to believe she was too liberal, too liberated, too professional, too anal, too aware psychologically----all of which, was apparently bullshit. She wanted her own kink, and it got her off. "Yeah. Yeah, that's what it is, it's just kinky." "So, you want to tell him to stop?" "Mmm." "That's not really an answer. If you want to, just tell him to stop." I let that hang out there, in the silence between us. I could feel her fidgeting, uncomfortable, all the way down the phone line in Colorado. "Oh, so that's it. You don't want him to stop. You're in lust with this guy, and you want to fuck his brains out, but you're too prudish to admit it." "Shut up, I'm not a prude!" "You definitely are, Linda. You can't admit to your own sex drive, with all its kinks, and something comes along and slaps you in the face, like his cock I guess, and you still can't admit it! But you want it, and you know it. So, what the hell? I say, fuck him. Get really down and nasty with him, he's already in your house, you know he wants your pussy, get ready for him for real, and fuck his brains out. Commit to your kink, Linda, even if just for once." "I. . .I don't even think I could bring it up to him, we have this pattern. . .of no talking, and me sucking his cock, and. . ." "Okay, so do this: tonight, be naked. Sit on the foot of your bed, waiting for him, your hair down, and ready to be fucked. He'll certainly fuck you, have no doubt. You've already been part-way naked with him, now go all the way. And don't be coy about it, face the door, and lean back, with your legs spread for him. Show him that sweet, wet pussy of yours, just waiting to be fucked. He'll fuck you. God, I'd fuck you right now, if I were only a few states closer. . ." "I wish you were! Did you know I'm coming back in a couple of weeks, for a visit? I could stop by and see you. . ." "Only if you're okay with me fucking the hell out of you----you wouldn't make it two steps inside my place before I started ripping off your clothes!" "Oh, god, I DO wish I were there right now," she breathed into the phone. "Well, just put your other hand down between your legs, baby, and touch that juicy pussy for a minute while you listen to my voice. . ." Linda didn't call for another 10 days, at which point I was more than antsy to hear about her sexcapades. This time, she sounded even more desperate than before. "Alan, please, I need to see you alanorrow. Will you be home?" She asked breathlessly. "Sure, I can be here. What's up? More sex from your houseguest?" Linda's Guest Ch. 01 "Oh, Alan, I can't talk about it now, I'll---I'll just see you alanorrow. Around noon?" I agreed, and she hung up hurriedly. Now the cat was really out of the bag, it'd be interesting to see what effects her new sexualized life was having on her. Most of the time, when I'd see Linda, she'd have her hair up, with her glasses on, always looking very proper. What showed up at my door had my jaw dropping. She stood there as I opened the door, completely transformed. She was wearing stiletto high heels, a short leather mini-skirt, and a white blouse, opened halfway down, revealing tantalizing glimpses of her amazing cleavage and her sexy nipples. Her black hair long and flowing looked really sexy, and most surprising of all, she was wearing makeup, which I had never seen her do before. Wow! The prim and proper bit had gone right out the window, here was a wanton slut ready for fucking! She made it inside, but only just, before I slammed the door shut and grabbed her and kissed her, our tongues desperately probing each other's mouths, and my hands squeezing and kneading her ass cheeks. Before I knew it, she was up against the wall, and as we kissed, I lifted her skirt up to her waist and felt her wet pussy. I wasn't surprised that she wasn't wearing panties now, it was all part of her new sexy self. It seems that John had been working wonders with her back in Colorado! Even more incredible, her pussy was shaved bare, something she'd never done before. My cock was very hard already, and I was pleasantly amazed as she fondled and stroked it through my pants. This was not the Linda who needed to be seduced every single time into sex! This was a Linda who wanted it badly, as badly as I did! I decided I'd see how far the new Linda would go, and put her down on the couch so I could rip my clothes off. She was on my cock in a second, and licked all around the head, shaft and balls, giving me the most incredible blowjob. Her love of sucking cock was undeniable, even then, but I'd never thought I'd be able to get her to suck me in the living room! We paused long enough for her to shimmy out of her skirt and blouse (no bra, for once!). I lovingly caressed her big, sexy tits, and tweaked her long nipples as she moaned against me. I re-acquainted myself with her body, and found that it was just as good as I'd remembered. She was really on fire for it, so I flipped her on top of me and positioned her dripping pussy over my throbbing cock. It was unreal, how hot she was! I grabbed both of her ass cheeks and slowly impaled her on my cock. Her silken pussy walls opened gladly for my hard shaft, and she let out a tiny whimper when I botalaned out inside her. I kept her on my lap for a moment as I reached up and bit one of her long, sensual nipples with my teeth. I had always been good at getting her hot, and today was no exception. I started sucking and nibbling on both of her huge tits as I slowly fucked her. It felt so good, her pussy was like a velvet glove, caressing my cock with each stroke. Faster and faster I thrust into her, feeling her grind against me, and before I knew it, my balls were tensing up, ready to explode. She had always been a great lay, but this time she was so turned on right from the start, I knew it would be almost impossible to last for long. The first jets of cum hitting her pussy triggered her own orgasm, and she cried out as I filled her sweet pussy with my sticky jizz. Oh, god, it was so incredible, I couldn't wait to get more! She lay on top of me, her pussy still twitching in spasms of orgasm after orgasm, and she was kissing me like there was no alanorrow, her hands running all over my body, stroking and caressing. Then she really surprised me by crawling down between my legs and putting my softening cock in her mouth! She had never sucked my cock after sex before, though I had gotten her to lick her own pussy juice off my fingers a time or two. She was clearly hungry for my cock, now, and sucked me with a will, even while her fingers worked their familiar magic on me. She caressed my balls, my asshole and the taint between them, until I was as hard as a rock again. I couldn't believe how hot this bitch was making me! Next, it was time to get my dick in her ass. I had never tried to, before, figuring she wouldn't go for it. But now, the new sexualized Linda seemed like she'd do anything in the sack, as long as it was kinky and nasty. I figured that now would be the time to find out. "Linda, sweetheart, let's trade places. You get on the couch, facing downward, and stick your ass up in the air. I'm going to shove this fat cock up your asshole and find out what it's like to finally buttfuck you. It's only been years that I've been dreaming of it, it's time I found out what having my dick in your incredible ass is like." She flashed a naughty grin at me, and did as I directed. The new Linda was certainly agreeable to whatever I wanted! Too bad this adventure would only last today! I got behind her, and rubbed my hard cock along her wet slit, getting it good and coated in pussy juice before touching the tip to her lovely asshole. I had always been a confirmed ass-lover, and Linda's was just amazing, I couldn't ever get enough of it, squeezing those great cheeks, slapping her ass, and daydreaming about cumming inside that tight tight butthole. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, I pressed my cockhead against her sphincter, and felt it relax, bit by bit, letting more and more of me inside her precious butt. I only had the cockhead in when she reached back and started stroking my balls. Oh, it felt so good, I had to have her! I pushed in just a bit faster, and felt her bowels open up to me, the rest of my cock sliding in slowly but forcefully. Oh, the intensity of my hard cock pushing into her tight butthole was just incredible! I finally made it all the way in, then stopped to let her ass adjust to this new intruder. I gripped her fabulous tits from in back as I crouched on top of her, and clenched my groin muscles just enough to make her asshole feel my cock twitching inside her. It was absolute heaven, I wanted to do this for days and days! I started backing out of her asshole, and the tightness was still incredible. I reversed almost all the way out, then thrust back in. Ahhh! Each stroke was just a little bit faster, a little bit deeper, and her asshole completely surrendered to me. Before long, we had a good rhythm going, and Linda pushed back against me with every thrust I made. I started slapping her ass cheeks with loud swacks! that made her yelp, and that brought me right over the edge, I yowled as I filled Linda's hot ass with my cum. I thrust again and again, never wanting it to stop, oh god, so hot to fill her ass this way! We fucked for a good two hours more before we slowed down enough to talk. "Alan, he's made me his whore," Linda said, arms wrapped around me. This got a twitch out of my abused cock, and I rolled toward her to hear more and see her reaction. "After that night, when he did fuck me, he started calling me Slut when we were alone. Slut! And when he says it, I get this flash of shame and. . .and ownership. Like he's telling me I'm his, and that I'll do anything for him. It's so humiliating, he's only 20 years old! And it only gets worse, he's told me that I have to call him Master. And. . .and it just sounds right in my ears, when I say it, when I look at him, ready to obey. . .oh, god, it gets me so hot. I just writhe in his grasp, and do whatever he wants. Anything. I think he could do anything to me, and I'd put up with it. He uses me like his fuck slave, and it only makes me hotter! I mean, I never would've put up with this from anyone, not you or my ex or anyone! I'm an accomplished, strong woman with an outstanding education and a good job! I don't deserve to be treated like a slut by some kid! It's all just so demeaning!" I licked her nipple and put my hand between her legs, feeling how wet her pussy was from our combined juices. She moved against my hand, grinding her pussy into my fingers. Being demeaned really turned her on! I decided to see just how much, so I put my sopping hand to her mouth, and she eagerly licked both of our cum juices off it. That got me turned on again, so I slid down the bed and pulled her legs roughly apart, burying my face in her beautifully-shaved pussy. She was so filled with jizz and her own juices, she was leaking constantly. I looked up at her with my faces inches away from her pussy and said, "Tell me about it. What's happened since then?" She looked down at me, then nodded, as I started to lick and stroke her hot snatch. Her voice quivered as she told me the rest, and I didn't stop licking that wonderful pussy until she was done. "Last week, mmmmm, oh, yes, that's good------last week he fucks me in the kitchen when I'm doing dishes after dinner. He just walked up, lifted my skirt, and shoved his cock into my pussy! No foreplay, no sweet kisses, he just takes me, then and there, like he's claimed my pussy and I can't do anything but obey. And when he did this, my nipples were rock hard, I kept imagining the neighbors looking in through the kitchen window, and seeing him fuck me like the slut I am, oh god, it makes me so wet to think about it! The kids were at my sister's for a birthday party, so there was no chance of them seeing this, but still! I just can't resist him, it's. . .oh, Alan. . .I. . .I'm, I'm like his slave. Completely. Remember how I've never trimmed the hair around my pussy? The next day, he made me shave it bare, and told me to keep it nice and smooth for him---he didn't like how long it was down there, before. Unh, oh, mmmm, yes, just like that, that feels so good! Right in the bathroom, he boosted me up on the sink, and got out a can of shaving cream, then spread it all over my bush, before taking out a razor and slowly shaving me completely bald! It was so odd, watching this kid I've known since high school, completely dominating me in such an intimate act as shaving me, carefully removing every bit of hair. I've never shaved down there, before, it felt so strange! And it never crossed my mind to tell him no! I felt very pleased that he liked it, actually, and he licked my pussy until I came, afterwards. His tongue against my newly-smooth flesh was like heaven! So I shave every day, now, making sure I'm attractive for him. Just spreading my legs to shave my pussy for him in the mirror really turns me on, I usually have to masturbate right after, no matter how many times he's fucked me the day before! Alan, I want to please him so much, in spite of what he does to me! Mmmmm, oh, god, yes, that feels so good, yes, oh, keep licking me, Alan, I love the feel of your tongue on my clit, ohhhh, yess. . .god, oh god that feels so good, mmmm, I'm cumming, oh yes! Yes! Yes, oh yesss!" Her whole body shook as she came, and I stopped moving, my lips and tongue no longer teasing for a moment. Linda came fiercely, then raised her head and looked at me, a rueful grin on her face. "You are so good at that, I'd almost forgotten how well you could torture my pussy!" I let her recover for another half a minute, then started licking her hot little button again. "Oh, Alan, oh, god, mmmmm, oh, yes, do it again. . . Sometimes, he has me kneel in front of him and beg to suck his cock. . .and, and I always do! My face gets hot with shame, the way I plead and beg for it, beg for him to fuck my mouth with his hot cock, to cum inside me, fill my mouth with his jizz. . .and I always smile and thank him afterward! No matter what he tells me, no matter how demeaning or painful, I just do it. God, I have to please him, make him want me! I can't seem to do anything else! Then there was yesterday." Her body shook, but I didn't think it was from my pussy-licking. Something more powerful was gripping her. "Yesterday he had two of his friends over, and they were alone on the patio. They were both local guys, as young as John is, and he spends a lot of time with them. He came inside and told me that they were all thirsty, and wanted iced tea, and that I was to go upstairs first and change into my red bathing suit, the one that he and I bought together, then come out to the patio with the tea. I couldn't believe it! It was bad enough that he wanted me to wear it at all, but in front of his friends, who are as young as he is! I didn't want to do it, and tried to talk him out of it, but he got mad and told me to do what he said or else, so I apologized and said I'd do it." Linda's pussy was really wet again, so I attacked her clit with a renewed sense of purpose. "Mmmmm, yeah, baby, lick my pussy, lick it so good. . .Upstairs, in my room, I looked at it. . .a two piece! It didn't do much to cover my breasts at all, and it was cut high along my waist, a real tanga design, revealing the cheeks of my ass and leaving almost nothing covering my pussy. My hands shook as I took my clothes off, but as I glanced in the mirror, I saw that my nipples were rock hard. I couldn't believe it, I was going to do it! As I snugged my breasts into the top, and pulled the botalan up high into the cleft of my ass cheeks, I looked like a stripper, hot and ready for action! My pussy was so wet, I was sure they'd be able to smell it! Minutes later, I was at the door to the patio, a tray of drinks in my hands, but I couldn't open the door. I was trembling all over, more scared than I had ever been. I had on this bathing suit I wouldn't be seen at the beach in, and I was supposed to meet his friends while wearing it! I felt so nervous inside, but wanted badly to please John, so I swallowed my embarrassment, went out, smiled, and said hi to the boys. Oh god, Alan, yes! Yes! I'm cumming again, ohhh god, yess! Oh, mmmmm. . .oh, you are so bad!" This time, I kept right on licking, and even though her orgasm was still gripping her, she kept right on talking. This was. . .unh. . .ohhhh. . .My pussy was so wet, strutting before them, bending over to offer them drinks, talking with them, it was like I was in a porno, doing whatever I could to tease them. I knew it was what John wanted. He kept watching me as I flirted with the two of them, a big grin on his face. I could see the bulge of his erection in his pants, he was really getting turned on by the show. But I wasn't ready at all for what happened next! Alan, he made me blow them! He told me that my job as hostess included getting his friends off, and that I should suck their cocks until they came. I was speechless, Jay and Matt were sitting on the patio chairs, looking at me expectantly. I kept my eyes down, I was so ashamed, and stared at the floor like I'd find answers there. My cheeks were hot and flushed. "Linda," Jay said, softly, "please look at me. It's okay," he said, and that gave me the courage to look at his face. He was smiling, and clearly very turned on, and I felt that maybe since he was so nice about it, I should obey John and do it after all. It made me happy to obey him, even when it embarrassed me. And I was so horny. . .! I glanced down at his lap. He was clearly getting hard, too. And then, without saying anything else, Jay unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out like it was no big deal. It was six inches long but already hard, not nearly as big or as thick as John's, but he was clearly ready for me to suck him, and seemed confident that I would. I decided, then. It was my duty, like pleasing John. Jay was his friend, so I should please him, too. I swallowed, nervously, and knelt between his legs, taking his hard cock in my hand, then stuck out my tongue and started slowly licking around the tip of his cock. By the time I made my way down to the ridge of his cock head, I brought my lips together and started to suck him, slowly moving my lips up and down over the head, my tongue flicking his pee slit. My pussy was so wet, and I couldn't believe I could be that turned on, kneeling in front of my lover and his friend, and sucking off another man like a complete whore! I kept sucking him, moving my mouth faster and faster, until eventually I was taking him all the way in my mouth, my lips down around the base of his cock. He was moaning, obviously enjoying what I was doing to him with my hot mouth. I slowly rubbed his balls, too, as I blew him, and then started moaning myself around his cock. God, it was so good, so erotic, it was like I was possessed by my need for his cock! My world narrowed down to his wonderful cock, and my lust for it. I craved the taste of his cum, the feel of his cock twitching as he emptied his load in my mouth, and even the smell of him made me even hornier! Oh, Alan, that tongue of yours is too good, ohhhh, mmmmmm. . . ." Linda's voice trailed off as she came again. My tongue and lips were getting tired, so I rested my cheek against her thigh and idly stroked her wet pussy with a finger. "All too soon he started cumming, sending jet after jet of hot, salty cum into my mouth and down my throat. I moaned happily as he did, and slurped it all up before opening my eyes. As I slowly withdrew his softening cock from my mouth, I gave him a big smile and said, "Thank you, Jay, that was great." He had a huge grin plastered on his face, and just looked at me like he couldn't believe it. John gave me a slight nod of approval: for treating Jay so right, I had proved myself to him, proved myself his worthy slut. I was very happy. Matt surprised me, he had moved over to me, and his pants were completely off. He had his cock out and was stroking it already, like he couldn't wait. I crawled over to him, then put my hands around his legs at the knees, looking up at him. "Hi," I said, my lips still wet with Jay's cum and my own saliva. "Could I talk you into letting me suck that big cock of yours, too?" I asked coyly, moving my hands up to his ass cheeks. Matt was big, his cock was at least 8 inches, and was thicker than Jay's, which was really a bit small for my taste. He still wasn't as big as John, but he'd do for now. Matt started stroking my hair, so I kissed his ball sack lightly, once, then again. I whipped my long black hair out of my face, and caught his gaze again. "If I say please?" He couldn't resist, and stuffed that hard cock into my mouth. This would be no delicate affair, he was already so turned on, I knew he wouldn't last, so I sucked him hard and fast, and stroked his balls as I did, my left hand still on his ass, grabbing and squeezing it. I could tell he liked it, so I worked one finger over his anus and just touched him there firmly without pushing inside. That really set him off, and he started cumming immediately, mixing his cum with that of Jay's. I kept sucking him and rubbing his asshole until his cock sagged in my mouth. I licked it clean, then kissed the head gently. I stood up in front of him, my hands still on his ass, pressed my bikini-clad pussy against his cock, and licked my lips. "Mmmm, tasty. Thank you very much, Matt." I smiled at him wickedly, and he just grinned back. I strutted inside, swaying my hips as I went. Inside, I rushed upstairs to the bedside table, where the dildo John had made me buy was kept. The bikini was off before I knew it, and I started pushing the head of the dildo into my burning pussy. The images of his two friends' cocks fucking me right here in my bed kept playing through my mind as I masturbated. I fantasized that John would let me suck him off while both of them fucked me. John had just watched my show, nodding and laughing as I got both of them off. Shortly afterwards he sent his friends off, then came upstairs to find me fucking myself with the dildo again and again. I was so hot for him, I begged him to let me taste his magnificent cock. He took it out of his pants, and held it up for me. 'Is this what you want, Slut?' he said, and I nodded. 'Yes, please, Master,' I said, and in a flash, he had his hardening dick rammed down my eager throat. Linda's Guest Ch. 01 We fucked for hours after that. He said he loved seeing me get his friends off, and that the next time they came over, I would be fucking them. Alan, when he said it, I just nodded, and said meekly, "Yes, Master." I don't understand the hold he has over me, but whatever he wants me to do, I just do." She was quiet for a while, and I just laid there, next to her, still absently stroking her wet pussy lips. What a sexy woman, and what a powerful awakening for her to go through! It was an incredible turn-on to see her so carried away by sex, so. . .utterly willing and anxious to please, even though it was for another man. I doubted Linda would ever move back to Michigan, anyway, and my job kept me here, so, really, it was no great loss for me. I laughed to myself. I wished I could see it on video, though! Maybe John would agree to that? We both finally got out of bed and took a shower together, which led to a quick, nasty fuck in the shower, since neither of us could keep our hands off each other as we got really into it. We then crawled back into bed to warm up and snuggle a bit before she had to go meet up with her relatives for dinner. I kissed her neck happily. "You really love what he's doing to me," she said, a tone of accusation in her voice. "Hell yeah, of course I do! You've always been a beautiful, sexy woman built for sex, what's wrong with you finally figuring that out for yourself?" I tweaked a nipple, and she slapped my hand away. "But Alan, I'm more than that. I have a career, and a family, and. . ." she broke off, clearly still troubled by the difference between who she wanted to think she was, and who she was turning out to be. "Oh, and a woman can't have a mind and be someone's fuck toy, too? Where is that written? Linda, honestly, so much of this is just hang-ups you've had since childhood, the way your family life was---you know that your history has imprinted you with this need to be the good girl, the brain, the achiever----what's wrong with being the horny slut, too?" She looked at me, her eyes troubled. "You don't know what else it's come to, Alan. It gets even worse than what I did with his friends." I couldn't wait to hear what she'd tell me next!