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Pleasing Men

By: kewtieboy



What is it about guys? Their cocks rule their heads that's for sure. Take my boyfriend Neil for instance. We've been going out together since school on and off. He's a stunning looking 20 year old guy. I know all the girls at school fancied his blonde hair, his tall frame and his well defined body. He isn't a body building type, in fact quite the opposite. The only exercise his arm gets is lifting a beer. Now I am not a plain Jane either and though my slim little self only comes up to his shoulder we still look good together.

Of course this 5 year relationship has not been without its gaps and we've fallen out more often than I care to remember. I haven't been an angel during these fall-outs and I know he hasn't either and if I'm telling you the truth, which is the point of this story, I rather enjoyed my periods of freedom. Neil has a nice, normal size cock which I assume is about 6 or 6.5 inches long but it's nice to get another one in your hand or slit from time to time, especially a bigger one. I have confessed some of my misdemeanours but not all of them. He wouldn't have been too happy at my one night stand with his older brother for instance. Actually it was great to do a comparison but Neil fucks better than his brother anyway which is why I never repeated the experience. So now you know what we're like.

So I said I like my fun and I already told you Neil likes his but when we're together we had always stayed true to each other. I think though that it's part of the problem. What's it they say about the best part of breaking up being the making up? That's what happens but then, when the making up excitement is past, I think we both get bored again and that's when we argue. I know with us being 20 it's an element of immaturity but it's also hormones.

Oh and he had another annoying habit. When we were in the doldrums sexually, he would constantly comment on other girls and how sexy they were, and even worse he would even comment on other guys and ask me if I found them sexy. I didn't lower myself to his level, even when I did think the guys were hunks and I even turned a few down who chatted to me when Neil was getting drinks or in the toilet when we were out.

So on with the big change and how it came about.

We had planned a cheapo holiday to Turkey together. It was only a 3 star place but it was a young hotel and it was all inclusive which meant we could concentrate on the fun and forget the spending money. 

One Saturday a couple of weeks before going I had promised to drop some DVDs off at the home of a woman I worked with. When I got there, she was out shopping with her daughter and her husband was at home. He was in his late thirties and not bad looking for an old timer. He asked me to come in and have a glass of wine and since I wasn't driving, I agreed. We chatted for ages and when I got up to go, he passed me a few compliments and kissed me on the cheek. I let him so he moved to my lips and kissed me very passionately. I found the whole thing amazingly erotic and could feel my heart pacing as he did so. I really enjoyed this larger guy with his strong arms around me and his lips covering my mouth. He stroked my breast and I let him. I then felt his hand quickly slip up my skirt and his fingers pull aside the elastic of my pants, his finger sliding easily inside me.

I was so hot. My hand was by my side and I could fell his massive cock against me. I squeezed it and it felt like a monster. Suddenly in a moment of clarity I realised, despite my beating heart, that this was not a wise idea so I stopped him. He was surprised but I told him, though I could easily have sex with him, his wife was my friend and I had never done anything while I was going out with Neil. Give him his due, he apologised and I left.

I told Neil that night as I had to clear my conscience. Instead of getting the angry response I expected, he gripped me and started kissing me. I was still randy from the day's excitement so quickly responded. As he kissed, he started to ask me questions about Dave. "How far up did his finger go, how big did his cock feel, would I have liked to let him fuck me?" I answered as Neil stripped me and started to fuck me. As he did so he kept asking over and over again and then as he shot his cum in me, he blurted, "God I'd love to see him fuck you senseless!"

Afterwards Neil said he had never been so excited. I pointed out that if I had come home with Dave's cum dripping out of my cunt he might not have been so happy. He didn't respond at all.

Well two weeks later, we arrived in Marmaris in Turkey excited and ready to party. The hotel was fine. It wasn't great but it wasn't bad either. The inclusive booze was local stuff but it had the desired effect and the benefit of being available as and when we wanted it. The other guests seemed to be a mix of families who had made a bad choice of hotel and younger people like Neil and I. There were a few groups of girls and guys who were particularly boisterous. Nearly all the guests were British or Irish. I noticed quite quickly on the first day that the Turkish waiters had eyes on stalks while watching these lithe British girls semi-nude running around the pool. Though the most of the staff were male and obviously quite young their dark hair and skin made them all look older. 

It didn't take Neil long to start up again.

"What do you think of the barman Kirsty? I bet he's got a big one. Wouldn't you like to find out?"

"For God's sake Neil, I'm not into big hairy guys so if you like him that much get him to fuck you instead!"

He shut up, at least until the next time he had been drinking.

What came next was his entire fault, of course. I had no intention of looking at, or for, another man. I had Neil and we were fucking like rabbits while we had been in Turkey, mainly because we were both pissed most of the time.

We had taken a long, long walk one day, rucksacks on back, packed lunch (courtesy of a raid on the breakfast buffet), and a few Coke bottles filled from an over ordering of the inclusive drinks served the previous day plus some ice in a Thermos flask and we were off. It was a wonderful day, not too hot, not too cool and before we knew where we were, the main beach was behind us and we had reached a rocky headland. We were about to turn back when Neil called me to say there was a way over the rocks. We clambered up and saw a stunning little sandy cove, protected on the other side by another rocky headland. It looked perfect for some sunbathing. We set up camp!

I lay topless and Neil was in a particularly fruity mood as the place was so secluded. We had been in for a swim and he pulled his swimming trunks off so I pulled the bottom half of my bikini off too and we swam naked. 

As we were coming out I noticed a guy walking along the beach and a second guy just behind him. They didn't look as though they were together. We smiled and waved and he waved back. He was quite a striking guy and was black. Unusual, for this area where most guys had been dark skinned, with what we Westerners would call an "Arabic look." He had a good look at me, but the water was at just the right level to cover my "jewels." I would have put his age at around 29 or 30. The other guy was Turkish, still slim but slightly shorter with broad shoulders. He was stripped to the waist and carried his shirt over his shoulders. His chest was quite hairy. He was very interested in this white skinned girl showing her tits to the world alongside a guy who, by now was walking out of the water, his tackle on full display. He also smiled in greeting and continued on his way.

When we returned to our campsite and flopped on the sand Neil started up again. He sat propped on his left elbow leaning over me and kissed me. He then licked my nipples.

"Nicely seasoned," he said, referring to their salty taste. "Can you imagine a gang bang out here with these two," he continued. "Long cocks sliding into your cunt and their cum over your tits."

His fingers were wiggling into me as he spoke and his cock was standing at full mast. I gripped his cock and slid the foreskin back and forth. I was thankful our large bath towel had kept most of the sand out of the important little places because if we were going to fuck, the last thing I wanted was a abrasive shagging.

Neil lay on top and started to slide his cock inside me. I opened my legs and lifted my knees to ease his entrance.

"We're being watched," he said as he continued his fucking.

"Who?" I said trying to sit up.

"Ssh, just relax and let them. It's exciting don't you think," he said. "It's our two passers by and both are wanking their cocks."

I suddenly felt very hot and very, very horny. I wanted to see those cocks and watch these guys getting excited over us.

"Let me get up and do me doggy," I said to Neil.

I pretended not to notice as I went on all fours but I was facing the guys. Once they realised I had seen them and was still allowing Neil to keep going, they moved closer. They seemed to know of each other rather than know each other. It was as if they saw each other every day but were both here for the same reason, to watch naked tourists. The black guy was smiling. His cock was not a monster but was bigger than Neil's. It was not so much its length as thickness. He had foreskin and the purple head looked enormous. It was the first black cock I had seen in real life. His sidekick had about 7 inches and was thinner but again, bigger than Neil. He was cut. The black guy was in cotton trousers with his cock sticking out of the fly, the Turkish guy had jeans shorts with the front unclipped and his balls hanging out.

They were both only about three feet away and I could see everything. Neil was facing them too as he fucked me and held on to my shoulders. The black guy walked forward until his cock was inches away. He looked at Neil and nodded. I assumed Neil nodded back as I saw an acknowledgment and he stooped to offer his cock to my mouth. By now I wasn't just hot I was flushing. I opened and accepted this thick brute. It tasted slightly salty but didn't seem to be dirty in any way and I was soon sucking away at it. Turkish guy stood alongside him and if in some unwritten code, black guy pulled back to allow him access. He too tasted salty but the head was drier. I used a hand to grip and suck and he moaned as I did so. I could hear Neil whimpering and swearing away at my back, obviously getting off on this scene.

The black guy put his hand in his back pocket and produced a single condom in its wrapper. He held it up and looked at me, nodding to the condom in his hand. I don't know why but I nodded back. He moved around and Neil watched as he stood at my side ripping the wrapper and stretching it over his cock. Neil withdrew and the black guy took his place. The feeling of this strange cock sliding into me and stretching me wider that I had been was exhilarating especially in the open air. The Turkish guy stuck his cock back in my mouth and Neil stood at the side wanking furiously. He was getting his wish! At that moment I couldn't have cared less as I was getting my fill anyway.

The black guy's cock was hitting the right spot and I felt the familiar warmth travelling up my body. My thoughts drifted to how I would look to any onlooker with two cocks in me at once and that thought brought me to an amazing orgasm. It washed over me my body tingling and alive as the black cock pumped my cunt. As I tried not to lose my rhythm with the Turkish guy, he struggled to pull his cock out of my mouth and almost made it as a jet of warm cum blasted on my face catching me unawares. It hit my left cheek then as he tried to pull it away, it hit my nose and then my chin with the thin fluid pouring on to my tits and the sand below. I felt the black guy tense and his orgasm dumped a load into my cunt from the rear.

The end game was quick and as soon as it had begun, Neil and I were again alone. He quickly mounted me as the guys both walked away and started to fuck my slippery wet opening struggling to gain purchase in my gaping gash. I clenched to help him and successfully achieved a warm blast inside me from his cum.

I looked sorry sight. Red gaping hole, cum covered face and finger marks on my tits from the various rough hands but I felt extremely alive, sexy and oh so dirty. We ran giggling to the water to wash off the evidence of our mini orgy.

Of course it was all Neil's fault. I felt a bit dirty afterwards and realised I would never have done it without his encouragement so I didn't really speak to him that evening. Men are always trying to manipulate us women to satisfy their own carnal desires aren't they? Still I suppose I would never have experienced a black guy if we hadn't done it. I didn't let on to him that it had been quite exciting but I didn't fancy going back the next day despite his begging me to do it again. I had to show that I did have scruples!

It was three days later and we were sunning by the pool. I was lying with a cocktail by my side, topless, sunglasses in place and i-pod plugged into my ears (to stop Neil's begging). The sun was warm and I was relaxed. I don't know what made me open my eyes but I was aware of being stared at. A guy almost old enough to be my father, well he was about 36 anyway, was sitting on the edge of the next sun bed ogling me. Alongside him was a lad young enough to be his son. I assume he was 18 as he was drinking but he looked very slim and immature. He was cute in a boysy sort of way. The older guy was in good shape though, receding hair shaved to look fashionable and tattoos on his arms and shoulders. He was of a stocky or perhaps I should say "chunky" build and he was talking quietly to the young lad.

I assumed they were commenting on my tits and with my large sunglasses in place, they had no idea my eyes were open. Neil, of course was out cold from too many lunch-time beers. I tried to work out their relationship but realised they were with a varied group of around 10 guys so assumed either a bachelor group or sports group on a short break away from wives and girlfriends. As the older guy whispered to the young guy, I could clearly see the outline of his erection in his swimming shorts. The older guy was obviously explaining what he would like to do to me. I was feeling a little damp between the legs so decided to tease a little.

I stood up, took off my glasses, threw my hair back and walked towards the pool. As I passed, I gave my widest smile to both of them and said a brief "Hi!"

I stepped into the shallow end and waded out into the pool, cocktail in hand before settling at the side to sip it. Older guy stood up and looked at the young guy bidding him to follow. I assume he was trying to set the young lad up, not realising that the comatose shape on the bed next to me was my partner. Older guy dived in gracefully and swam shouting on cutesy to follow. Cutesy wasn't as graceful but he had hurried into the water lest his tented shorts were obvious to all around.

I lost them as they swam up and down so when I heard a voice say, "On holiday?" it made me jump.

"No, I was just passing on my way to Tesco and thought I'd pop in," I said sarcastically.

Older guy smiled and held a wet hand out, "John, and this is my nephew Ray, well step-nephew really," he said nodding to the dripping lad who arrived at that moment.

"Taking him in hand then," I said. "Are you on holiday?"

"My brother is marrying next week at home and me and a group of his mates are having a bachelor week. Ray here just turned 18 and he is the son of my brother's wife to be so he came along to do his own celebrating or coming of age, I suppose. I've taken him under my wing."

"I bet you have," I thought, "Trying to get the poor lad laid!"

"Are you here with anyone?" John asked.

"My boyfriend," I replied.

"Lucky guy," says John, "I thought I would get my poor nephew here a girlfriend."

"Can't he find his own?" I asked.

"Well he's kind of new at it and I thought I could show him the ropes," he replied.

"I'm not sure there are many girls that would like uncle standing by to give instructions," I said.

"No, I didn't mean......" he started to say.

"But that would be kinda cool," I said, "Kinky in fact."

He stopped his apologies very quickly when he realised where this might head.

"And boyfriends wouldn't be annoyed?"

"Boyfriends would be ecstatic especially if they were quite kinky when conscious," I replied. 

I was amazed at what I was doing and poor Ray looked completely bemused by the conversation not sure what we were actually talking about. 

"We're going out with the guys tonight but not until about 9.00. Would you mind if Ray and I popped around to your place for a drink later this afternoon, say about 5.30? It would be good to get to know one another," said John.

"I'm sure snoring Neil here will have regained consciousness by then. We're in room 417," I said, cool as a cucumber.

"It'll nice to be in a group of attentive guys," I thought as the two blokes swam off. "It is only a drink and a bit of teasing."

At 4.00, I woke Neil and told him we had a couple of guys popping in for a drink so he had better clean himself up. The room has a little beer-laden mini-bar so that was the booze sorted.

It was only going to be a drink and a chat but I showered thoroughly as I didn't want to appeal hot and sticky and I donned a simple white t-shirt and shorts and no bra. I was on holiday anyway and had been topless by the pool so I had nothing left to hide. The only problem was that my nipples were very erect but I suppose it was the heat!

Neil had a pair or running shorts on and nothing else, I pointed out that thought the fabric was loose, they offered no frontal support and the line of his dick hanging over his balls was very clear. I asked if he was trying to be appealing to the guys! He laughed but didn't change.

We were on the balcony when we heard the knock on the door five minutes early. Ray and John came into the room both in a fog of freshly washed shower gel scent. I popped the beers and poor little Ray didn't know where to look as he accepted one. He was staring at my nipples. I smiled and stroked his hand as he took the beer, just to comfort him. Neil was already in full football-talk mode with John. I sat Ray on the little sofa and asked him why he hadn't had a girlfriend.

"I don't really want to say," he said.

"Look, I'm a stranger and nothing you can tell me will get to those thugs outside. Maybe I can help."

"I'm keep thinking I want one and then I don't," he said.

"What to do think when you don't?"

His eyes looked over at Neil and initially I thought he was worried they would hear but I realised he was looking at Ray.

"Oh, you think you're gay?" I said.

"But I fancy girls sometimes too," he said.

"Hey you might get the best of both worlds. I think we call it bisexual," I said.

"Let's see what I can do for you tonight," I said, winking.

As the two others kept talking and watching I leaned over and kissed Ray firstly on the cheek and then the lips. He responded quite amateurishly.

"Help this lad you guys, if he sees you strip down it'll help him relax," I said. I whispered to Ray, "And you can find out if its cock you like or not."

He looked shocked to hear me say it but also eager to see where this was going. The two guys clumsily started stripping, Neil to his Calvin Klein boxer briefs and John to a rather boring pair of baggy blue boxer shorts. I encouraged Ray and he slowly stripped down to a pair of tight white briefs with the beginnings of an erection showing. I stripped off down to my little lacy pants and slid Ray's briefs down. He was a well developed 18 year old with a thick 7 inch uncut cock. A wet, pink head appeared from behind the foreskin and I slid my lips over it. He gasped and lay back almost automatically, to give me more access. I held his blonde haired balls and cupped them to force more blood into his cock and sucked him harder.


Pleasing Men



Looking over my shoulders, Neil was already wanking and watching and John stood alongside with a stiff uncut 6 inch cock poking out of a mass of black pubic hair. The trail went to his navel and up to his chest. A real man!

I called him over and he stood beside me. Poor Ray went red faced as his uncle joined us but I just held his cock in one hand and transferred my mouth to his uncle's leaking cock, taking its entire length in my mouth. John gripped my tits as I did so and his nephew just lay back and let me wank him.

"Hey Neil, give me a hand with this one," I called.

Neil looked at me and I winked so he knew I was up to something.

He walked across and took Ray's cock in his hand. An audible groan came from his mouth as Neil did so. Neil bent forward and took his cock in his mouth.

John started to say, "What the fuck......." But I stuck my finger in his arse and he moaned quietly as I led him to the couch, threw him back and sunk my dripping cunt over his mouth.

Ray went mad. While his uncle's vision was somewhat distorted by two thighs and a trim gaping vagina, Ray bent forward and started to kiss Neil like a madman. Now Neil had had male sexual contact before but not really on a one to one, and certainly never with a horny teenager so his saucer-like eyes told me he was caught unawares. Ray threw Neil back on the couch and started to suck his cock hungrily.

John was now fully horny and started fumbling for a condom in his pants. I offered one of our and he stretched it over his cock rolling me into a "doggy position" and started to fuck my sopping wet cunt from the rear. Ray had Neil pinned to the bed swallowing his cock as though we wanted it implanted in his throat.

"Jeez son, watch it or I'll fill your little mouth with cum," said Neil.

"I don't fucking care," he said between slurps.

I thought, "Knowing what Neil fires off, he might change his mouth as the equivalent of a bottle of Milk of Magnesia pours down his throat!"

John was good, very good. His cock was just over 6 inches and probably the smallest here but he knew just where to put it and his thrusting quickly built that wonderful warm feeling as I felt an orgasm mount quicker than normal. I must have clenched just a little too much as I came because John shot his load, a little too quickly, inside me as I reached my peak.

"Fuck I needed that!" he said as his dwindling cock slipped out, a full load drooping in the latex sack at the end. "I'm not sure were that boy is heading but I'm going to go back to my room and leave you too to educate him.

With that he left.

Ray looked at me, his mouth still stretched over Neil's cock.

"I think she needs help Ray. Do you think you could manage one extra?" said Neil.

He reluctantly let Neil's hard dick pop out of his mouth. I leaned over and took Ray's dick in my mouth. It was almost 8 inches long and quite light for its length. It seemed almost hollow compared to Neil's 6 inches of solid flesh. Neil kept close to him, kissing his and caressing his balls, probably afraid, if he was gay, that he would loose his erection. He needn't have worried as this boy had a cock like stone. Neil gave him a condom and he stretched it on his cock. It didn't quite make the end. I rolled on to my back and opened my legs. Neil licked me out. He loved doing that and I assumed especially after a man's cock had been inside me. 

"Would you mind if I screwed you?" said Ray politely as though asking me to dance.

"I'd be very honoured," I said staying in the polite mood.

He was a bit inexperienced in that his cock rammed straight in me with little teasing and the full 8 inch dick was at its hilt in seconds. It took my breath away and I was glad I had been opened up by his Uncle. He gripped my tits with his hand, balancing himself on the other and trying to kiss me while he fucked. Neil held his balls from the back as the bounced against me.

Ray was panting and cursing as he fucked saying thinks like, "Fucking great, so good," and gasping for breath as he fucked.

I saw Neil pick up some lube behind Ray's back and hold it up as he winked. He spread some on his fingers and eased it on to Ray's backside. Ray didn't even lose momentum as Neil's fingers invaded his hole. His eyes closed as he fucked, more in determination to let this happen than in pleasure. It seemed as though Neil was working his way well in and was soon sliding in and out. He withdrew and stretched a condom over his cock, lubing it too. It looked like his virginity was going to be taken from both ends at the same time.

I was on my back, legs apart, Ray was between my leg in the missionary position with Ray's bottom upright and Neil was slowly pushing his cock into Ray's arse. Ray hesitated from time to time as Neil's dick invaded his hole but it took surprisingly little time before Neil was calling the shots. He would thrust into Ray's arse, Ray would gasp and push into me and soon it was as though Neil was actually doing the fucking as the chain reaction got me fucked too. I knew Ray wouldn't last too long and he didn't. He took over with his own thrusting as his cock humped my wet cunt and I felt the pumping sensation as he filled his condom. Neil withdrew from him at that moment and ripped his condom off.

"Let me show you how it's done," he said to Ray as he climbed between my legs.

Neil was as hard as I had ever felt him and his cock thrust into me. He so loved having my cunt second hand. I felt the warm build of my own climax as Neil hit the exact spot that he knew would get me there. He could time his own orgasm to perfection and as I arched my back with the ferocity of my climax, I felt his cum flood my inside. Ray stood and watched, idly stroking his dwindling monster.

Neil slid out of me, his cum pouring out of me as he did so and Ray bent forward and fingered me, collecting some of the liquid which he gently lifted to his lips and rubbed it around them before licking the rest off. He smiled as he did so.

"You two are something. Where am I going to get to try both sides at the same time again?" he said.

"I'm sure a cute lad like you will manage," I said.

We didn't see Ray or his Uncle John again before they left so I don't know what Uncle John thought of Ray's gay performance in front of him but I feel sure we set Ray off on the road to sexual pleasure.

Back to my soap box! Even there, Neil had done what he wanted even hijacking my first virgin boy in years for his own ends. I didn't know Neil like a bit of male bum and next he steals my cute little virgin from me and thinks that a quick fuck will be just reward. OK, so I enjoyed it, but it was his agenda.

We returned home and I found a swingers site when I had some time to myself. Obviously it was full of guys wanting a fuck behind their wife's back but I found one woman who, with her husband, organised groups of guys and sometimes other woman with the sole purpose of her getting as much cock as she could. I e-mailed her and she told me she thought she was a nymphomaniac but she could get guys to do anything. I told her about our session with young Ray in Turkey and she came up with a plan to let me take control for once.

Two weeks later and Neil and I were heading to her house. I told him it was an orgy of sorts but it would be six or seven guys, Rachel, the girl, and us. The purpose was for me and her to get fucked by the guys, Neil loved the idea of getting to shag some pretty 30 year old and to watch me getting fucked by the guys. All was to be filmed by a guy who filmed all her sessions and we all would get a copy.

The group weren't too bad looking. We were almost the youngest there apart from a young thin lad who looked a little effeminate but was actually "pretty" rather than good looking. Longish hair draped over his face and he kept brushing it back. He was very attractive but not in a manly way. 

Neil noticed him and commented, "I think there might be three girls getting it tonight."

The other guys were between 28 and 44 but none were dogs and a couple were decidedly handsome. So apart from Rachel and I all the remaining seven were guys.

"Right now," said Rachel, "Anything goes and no one comments on anything anyone does. We girls will strip naked and you guys can watch and wank if you like. We will then move amongst you and play with your cocks. Only then are you allowed to strip, when we tell you."

I felt so in charge as I walked with Rachel, bending to suck cocks as I walked around the room. After my session with Ray, I was drawn to the young lad. His slim cock was about 7 inches long but surprisingly thin, a longish foreskin sliding back and forth as he wanked. He looked at the guys either side as he did so and I walked over and took his cock in my mouth, swallowing it to the hilt. It lost a little of its hardness, confirming what I had already had guessed and I wondered why he was here.

The room was a large extension to their house with laminated floors and little furniture. They probably said to friends it was a "party room" but it was ideal for this purpose. Some sofas sat around the walls and three large blow-up mattresses lay on the floor. A large kid's paddling poll sat in a corner and I wondered it's purpose though I kind of guessed.

As I sucked this young lad in the dim light, hands were feeling my tits and one guy already had a finger in my cunt. He was gently tweaking at my clit and a warm glow was spreading up my body. I looked over at Neil who was wanking and watching as Rachel was being fingered from front and back by two guys.

This general "getting to know each other's cunts and cocks" went on for about ten minutes before Rachel called a halt.

"Who wants to fuck Kirsty?" she asked.

Most hands went up.

"Who wants to fuck me?" she asked.

The same hands went up.

"Who wants to fuck Aaron, my young cousin?" She asked.

I looked at the young lad I had sucked earlier and noticed a few hands had gone up.

"Well," she said," He gets fucked first and Neil here is going to take the lead."

The look on Neil's face was one of panic, especially in front of all these heterosexual guys.

"I know you have fingered a young lad before and I know you quite like the idea of doing it again. I'm just helping you find your raunchy side. None of the guys here care and, in fact a few will be following you. Aaron is over age and gay and it's his "Auntie" Rachel who helped him find himself. Aaron just loves straight cock and I'm helping him get it."

I walked over to Neil and gripped his fast dwindling cock. Rachel stood at his other side and started to kiss him. She knelt in front of him and took his cock in her mouth while I kissed him. His cock rose, especially when he realised every other guy was watching and wanking, brick hard cocks in their hands – even Aaron!

This had been choreographed as when she stood to kiss Neil with me, Aaron moved over and dropped to his knees taking Neil's cock in his mouth. He was a different animal with Neil, slurping his cock and licking his balls. Neil's eyes rolled as both Rachel and I kissed him at the same time, our tongues merging in his mouth. I have never kissed a woman before but this actually turned me on. Neil was groaning as the complete lesbian, homosexual, heterosexual situation he now found himself in.

Aaron stood and he squeezed his face between us, joining the slobbering kissing session. We gently eased away and left Aaron kissing Neil while holding his cock. Aaron's own pencil thin cock stood outwards and upwards. He obviously was enjoying being both the centre of attraction and nailing a straight virgin guy in front of his wife. I stood with the other guys and we had three each, gently wanking cock while the guys fingered is and squeezed or kissed our breasts.

Aaron handed Neil a condom and took some lube which he gently spread on his petit bottom hole. His fingers slid in and out as he bent over. Neil surprised me by going over, lubing his fingers and helping him. Aaron bent over the back of a sofa and Neil stretched the condom over his cock, lubing it as he went.

"Fuck me, straight guy," whispered Aaron, his thin, slight frame arched ready for Neil's cock.

Neil aimed and gently eased his cock into him.

"Oh yes," he said, the words coming from his mouth like escaping steam.

Neil took his hips and started to fuck him. I could see Neil's cock disappear into Aaron's bum and then slide out again. There was a frenzy of wanking cocks around us and Neil was really up for it gripping Aaron and hammering into his arse. I had never seen men fuck before and it was erotic to watch.

It took around ten minutes before Neil said he had to stop or he would blow his load. An older guy, probably about 43, stepped forward and stretched a rubber on himself, pushing a slightly thicker and larger cock into Aaron.

Neil replaced the condom and headed for me.

Once I've fucked her, I want you all to fuck her, including Aaron if he can. It was odd being fucked by Neil in public so to speak. He laid me on the mattress and entered me quite swiftly cursing like a mad dog as he fucked. I could see all the male shapes around us wanking frantically as they watched us having sex and I found it quite erotic. Neil was obviously interested in his fantasy because after a quite perfunctory fuck, he withdrew and stood up taking his cock to wank himself.

That's when the gang bang began. First down was a thirty-something guy who looked a bit like a geeky accountant, complete with wire framed glasses. He wouldn't normally be my type but his cock looked quite tasty, about 7 inches ling with a sizeable foreskin. He stretched a condom over it and lay on top pushing his cock inside me. He fucked quite frantically while holding and kissing my nipples. What surprised me is that his cock was getting me aroused and I could feel myself slowly climbing as he fucked. 

A splash hit my face and I realised one of the guys had just shot his load over both of us and my tits and face. My geeky partner took it all in his stride, actually licking some of the droplets of cum as he continued to suck my nipples. I started to scream as I felt my orgasm wash over me and my partner, once he had brought me over the peak, pulled out his cock, ripped off the rubber and came over me.

A stunning looking young lad was on me and in me before I had time to think. This Adonis was about twenty with blonde hair and stunning blue eyes. He had a tattoo on each arm and his cock slid in beautifully. It was slightly smaller than his predecessor and his technique a little more urgent. He mumbled quiet "Oh yeses" as he fucked, kissing my lips, his tongue darting all around inside my mouth. I could still taste the remnants of cum as he fucked.

Another stocky little guy in his thirties, with short, shaved hair and a stubby cut cock, knelt beside my head and offered me his cock. I took it all in my mouth and sucked it. The taste of precum invaded my mouth as I sucked. I felt the young guy withdraw and before I could say anything a fountain of cum sprayed my body. This guy had been holding on for some time since he came enough for the rest of the group. I concentrated on my chunky friend's cock as someone else entered me. I looked at a slim Indian-looking guy with quite dark skin and an array of brilliant white teeth. He quickly took up a rhythm and was soon happily fucking.

I held the stocky guy's cock as I sucked and he suddenly blasted my face with his cum. I was beginning to think that far from me being in control, I was fast becoming the target for everyone's climax. Rachel's handsome boyfriend/husband knelt to offer me his cock and I took this magnificent mature specimen greedily. As I sucked him I felt the young Indian guy tense and was aware he was cumming at least in the correct place. His tense face suggested he needed what he had just had.

The tall guy moved position, gently raising me on to a cushion and stretched a rubber over his generous cock. He looked Middle Eastern or perhaps Southern European, it was hard to say. He lay on me and slid his cock inside me easily. The feeling was wonderful. His body slid against me on the sea of cum over my body as he brought his lips to mine and ran his fingers through my hair. This was a lover rather than a shagger. His strokes were even and thrusts were gentle, never quite pulling out but moving around inside me as if trying to find that little nub which would build me up again. He kissed me gently, some of the cum traced on to his lips. He didn't seem to mind. I found it remarkable that heterosexual men would be so unconcerned about having another man's cum on them or their lips but no one had minded at all which made me wonder if Rachel had already been at the bottom of this pile of guys in the past.

I felt a warm glow as he fucked me his large hands holding my breasts and occasionally slipping between us to finger me as he fucked. I was unaware of anything else around me at that time. I didn't see Rachel videoing us, I didn't see Neil fucking Adrian again, I didn't see the other guys struggling to re-inflate their spent cocks for another attempt at me. All I felt was this wonderful long cock triggering an almighty climax in me which seemed to wash from my toes to my head making my body spasm. My nails dug into his back as I tried to force him further inside me than he already was and I felt his cock tense as he came inside me. The feeling was wonderful and I realised I too, was now satisfied.

As he withdrew, his cock slowly dropped back to his rested state. I began to get up as I heard Neil's voice say, "Room for one more inside!"

He walked towards me with Aaron being led by his cock. The young lad was certainly erect but considering my boyfriend had been embedded up his arse a few moments before (I found out later) there was probably good reason. Neil slipped the condom on him and stroked his cock as he did so and Aaron dropped to his knees and entered me rather clumsily.

I gripped the lad by the shoulders and rolled over pushing him under me as I ended up on top astride him. I figured if he liked being ridden then even I could manage that. I started to ride up and down on his virgin cock and took his hands making him hold my breasts as I fucked him. He was making little "Oh" noises in time to my fucking.

"Oh, I think I might be, oh yes I am, going to cummm!!"

He started to thrust upwards to meet me and the little soul deposited his cum inside me just as another splash of cum blasted across my face. Neil had finally cum!

The purpose of my visit to Rachel's had been to have Neil dominated by both us women and I hoped, the men. I wanted to see him being used and abused rather than me always being the object to help him get his rocks off. Of course it hadn't worked. I had ended up being fucked by almost everyone, even the only gay guy. I had been a cum dump for them and Neil had fucked a little guy's arse and still ended up getting the voyeur show he loved so much and then dumped his cum on my face!

I hope dear reader you can understand how a poor girl like me had been manipulated by a cunning, selfish boyfriend. I, who hardly had a dirty thought in my head before meeting him had been reduced, like a common whore, to satisfying strangers. So it was quite fun at the time but it doesn't do much for self esteem and I told Neil that. I also told him what a selfish dirty minded bastard he was.

It made me feel much better and much more able for the orgy the following week! 



Pleasing Misstress



I'm all a flutter. Tonight i get to spend time with Her. Its been a while since She allowed me to come into Her dungeon. I think back and rub my bottom remembering O/our last session.

I knock softly and wait on bended knees.

"Enter" i hear from within.

I open the door and crawled in. She is standing just a few feet inside. All i see are Her shiny black boots as i know better than to look up until She allows it.

"Why are you still dressed?" She ask softly almost purring.

"Because i don't have Your permission to disrobe" i spoke to the floor.

"hehe. you learned from O/our last session. you may disrobe" i hear.

I undress. I hope She notices Ive been working out more. I want to be the best looking sub for Her. I am hard instantly. She comes up from behind me and grabs my hard hanging cock. I moan. I haven't cum since O/our last visit as per Her command. She strokes it a few times. I try not to make a mess. She grabs my aching balls and gives a squeeze.

"Not yet but maybe later. Maybe" She purrs. "Now up on the bench my pet."

I jump into position and hold my hands out to the side. She clamps on my restraints. I move my hands to the right position and hear the snap securing my hands to the bench. My head is still bowed. Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Three quick smacks on my bare thighs. I almost raise my head from the pain but i resist.

"Very good. As a reward you may gaze upon me." She says.

I look up and almost cum again. She stands in front of me in a pink and black corset,pink short shorts,and knee high black boots with 3" heels. I notice the white ribbon in Her hair just like a halo. A kinky angel sent from heaven to bring me to the heights of subspace. She walks up to my head and rubs my face on her crotch.

"Ohh i need to be licked. If i take my shorts off,do you think you can lick me off without making a mess?" she groans.

I just nod and pray i can hold back. She pulls down Her shorts. The scent is wonderful. Sweet with a slight tang and smooth as the water on a quite stream. She moves closer and i stick my tongue out. I wish i could touch Her but my hands are chained to the bench. I rattle my chains.

"Ahh i bet you would like to be free to grab my ass. Maybe later." she says.

I lick for all I'm worth. My tongue flicks back and forth on Her clit. She wiggles around. I fight to keep my tongue in the right spot. She gasp and presses Her thighs together on the sides of my head like a wine press on fresh grapes. I keep licking. She moves away and bends over. Her beautiful ass is now in my face. The rosy puckering glory hole is now just inches from my face.

"Do you want to lick it? I bet you do. Here hee hee" She giggles as she moves back and forth teasing me. I lick as She squirms. She then moves away.

"Lets see if you were able control yourself." i hear as She walks around behind me and pats the area under my straining cock.

SMACK. She slaps my face. "What My sweet pussy isn't enough to make you cum? You didn't waste all your cum on some whore did you? Or spill it masturbating?" She demands.

"No No i haven't cum. You said i couldn't and i haven't" i beg.

"Okay" she laughs and gives me a kiss on the nose.

She then straps down my feet and waist. My legs are spread and i am helpless. Some time later after my ass is cherry red from being paddled. My jaws ache from the ball gag. I'm in heaven.

"Let's try something new" i hear from behind. I feel a cold gel being spread on my asshole. Then something warm yet hard pushes against my anus. I feel Her hands on my hips. "Lets see how you like it" She says as she fucks me with Her new strap-on dildo. It felt good having this slim tiny woman treat me like Her personal bitch.

After a good pounding from behind and a short rest break She unlocks my wrist. Some cool aloe spread on my red butt and some praise for holding my cum then She is ready for more.

"I need some fucking. Come lay with me" she calls from the silk sheeted bed.

I walk over for this is the time She wants me to be forceful. I grab Her hair and kiss Her hard. I love the feel of this woman in my arms. Somehow She feels just right in my arms. I nuzzle Her ear and move down to Her neck. I love Her hair and milky white skin. I gently squeeze Her nipple and am rewarded with a moan. Stroking Her hip i work my way to her wet cunt. I am holding Her head with one hand,kissing Her and working Her clit with my other hand. I keep doing this until i feel Her cum. This is the second tonight of many more to come. I move off the bed and motion for Her to cum to me. She wraps Her legs around my waist impelling Herself on my eager cock. Her arms around my neck and me holding her tiny ass. I bounce her up and down watching her face for that great orgasm face She makes.

"Lay down. I want to ride you" she pants

I lay on my back and wait. She straddles me and slowly dips down till she has just the head in her. Then up again. Down a little farther. Then up again.

I am going nuts. I want to grab Her hips and impel Her on my dick but i resist.

"You want to cum don't you? Don't you?" She giggles

"YES" i scream

"Hmm should i let you? Maybe. Maybe not" She ponders

As She rocked back and forth on top of Her servant, She was thinking of the best way to enjoy his desire to cum. She didn't want to just let him cum simply. He had to earn it and be grateful that She allowed it. She also wanted to get the max pleasure for Herself. After all its all about Her pleasure right? Of course it is. He is here to please Her as it should be. Then She got an idea and lit up with a smile.

"You want to cum today? Well you have to earn it. I want you to make me cum at least once in five different positions. Then maybe i will allow you to cum. Are you up for it? And no boring positions either. I want you to be creative." She told him as she continued to rock back and forth on his stiff dick.

"This one doesn't count by the way" she yelled as She came.

My mind was a whirl. I wanted to cum so badly and it had taken all my will power not to cum yet. Five more positions fucking this beautiful, sexy woman and still not cum myself. But that's the only way She will let me cum. I can do this. I think to my self. First i want to try the flying monkey. That should be a good start. I ask Her to allow me up. I stand beside the bed which is waist high to me. I ask Her to face me while She is still on the bed laying. I scoot Her to the edge. I grab Her legs so She is straddling me and sink my throbbing dick into her. Then i back up till she is up on Her hands. I hold Her sweet ass and bounce Her up and down.

"Oh this is a good start. You feel so deep as i come down" She says as she comes again.

I bounce Her till She cums again. My legs need a rest so i ask Her to lay on Her side on the bed next. I move up and spread Her legs. I have one leg between my leg and hold the other one up so i can work my cock deep inside Her.

"This rubs me in a different spot but i like it. She purrs.

As i pound into Her i watch Her lovely face for just the right moment. As She starts to cum i gently bite down on Her sexy foot. This intensifies Her orgasm. That's 2. 3 more to go. Next i move up to the wall. Sitting on the bed i ask Her to back up to me. My legs together She backs up and impales Herself on my pole. Then i surprised her. I grabbed Her hair and pulled Her upright. With the other hand i reached around and cupped Her breast. Pulling Her back to me as She bounced i tweaked Her nipples. I love Her breast and hard nipples.

"Ohh my you are creative. The little bit of roughness was a nice touch" She told me after recovering from two more intense orgasms.

We rested for a few minutes. I feed Her some fruit from the bowl besides the bed. She is so sexy just laying there in bed allowing me to feed Her grapes. I am so taken with Her. I would do anything for Her at this moment. I needed to hold Her. I needed to be as close to Her as i could possibly be. I sat on the bed with my legs spread. I pulled Her to me. Her legs around my waist. My dick inside Her. I hugged Her close and slowly rocked back and forth. I nibbled on Her ear lobe. Breathed softly on Her neck.I had never been allowed to kiss Her but if there ever was a time this was it. I looked into Her eyes and tilted my head. I kissed Her softly. Enjoying Her luscious lips next to mine. I almost lost it and came right then. I felt Her stiffen and cum. She opened Her lips and we did a tongue tango. I backed off and nibbled on Her lower lip. 

One more position. Not that i was in a hurry to let Her go. Even if i don't get to cum i felt happy to hold Her so close and tenderly

I ask Her if She is ready for more. She smiles and nods. I know i have pleased Her. I ask Her to lay on Her belly. I then enter Her from behind. I'm tempted to return the favor She gave me earlier with Her strap-on but resisted. I hold myself up on my arms and pound hard into Her still wet,warm cunt.

"Thought you were going for my ass there for a minute. Good thing you didn't. I'm not in the mood. Pound me hard. I want to be fucked long and hard." She told me as She came. I could stop but i want Her to be well pleased. I keep going until She has 2 more orgasms.

I roll off Her and breath hard. I hadn't cum yet but was praying i would be allowed to.

"You did well. I am very satisfied. I guess you want to cum now?" She purred.

She reached over to the table beside the bed and got some baby oil. Pouring oil on my aching dick and letting it run down to my ass.

"Just lay there my sweet servant and I will Handle your release" She told me.

Stroking my dick and balls She works me. My hips lift off the bed. This feels so good. Lots of oil and Her tiny hand moving up and down my dick. i don't know how long i can hold on. I want it to continue because it feels so good but i am ready to cum. I then feel Her slim finger working its way into my ass. She pushes on my prostrate with Her finger and i erupt. Its like a geyser. I swear it almost reached the ceiling. I feel such release. She keeps stroking until i can cum no more. Every drop from my balls has been emptied. I open my eyes to see Her lick a drop of my cum off Her hand.

"Yummy i should allow you to cum more often. But then it wouldn't feel so good for you if you were allowed to do it so often." she cooed to me

I got up and kissed Her feet.

"thank you " i said.

"When may i see you again?" i ask for i knew She usually wants me to leave when she is done with me.

"Come lay with me i want to cuddle" she offered

I jumped in bed and held Her tight. I smiled the biggest smile i could ever remember.



Pleasing Mistress



The chiseled chin and patrician's nose held no disdain for the girl, as they remained set, poised. The beautiful woman quietly watched from the interior of her home as the girl worked in the small rose garden in front of her home. Focusing on the delicate hands hard at work tugging weeds, the way her girl's eyes flashed in the early morning sunlight, the glint of energy that seemed to crackle in the fiery mane, all caught her attention as she stared. 

Young and lovely, her slave had come to her needing little training. She was a gift from a male friend. The girl had been everything she had dreamed of and more. Sometimes, she would see her friend and thank him profusely for the gift. Now, as she watched the way her deft fingers tended the garden, she smiled again to herself, as always grateful. Patience marked the work her girl did for her. 

Dressed in a candy apple red turtleneck with a loose fitting black jumper thrown over her, she knelt in the soft dirt. The skirt of the black jumper was cut to the specifications of her Mistress, short and innocent yet decent for out of doors use. The fiery red hair, kept long and straight also per her Mistress' wishes, was tugged into a ponytail, giving the illusion of youth to a greater degree. Actually, she was 24, but with a ponytail and the right clothes, the illusion was well kept and she looked much younger. It was how her Mistress wished her to appear.

As her Mistress watched, unknown to the busy garden slave, the girl brushed a loose tendril of hair out of her face and smudged a dark smirch on her nose. It was precious and only added to the youthful look. With dirt still clinging to her fingertips, she reached for the sleeve of one arm and pushed it up to cool off a bit. Horror filled her face as she realized she'd left black stains on the ring at the end of the sleeve. Looking up, she noticed too late she was being observed. The expression on the woman's face watching out the window had changed from gentle pleasantry to fierce disappointment.

Rising as if she heard a mental call, the girl quickly gathered the few tools and carried them to the side shed. Knowing it would be foolish to add insult to injury and forget another detail. After replacing the tools, she entered the side of the house so she would not track in mud. She left her shoes by the door and another dressier pair of black patent leather replaced them. The flounce of her red ruffled socks seemed to have lost its bounce, reflecting in some odd way the change in circumstance. Quickly, she scampered to the room where she knew Mistress would be waiting.

Dropping to all fours at the threshold to the door, she crawled silently to her Owner's feet. Pressing a demure kiss to the naked top of her foot, she did not even dare to lift her eyes. Instead, her dark eyes kept drifting to the sleeve of her shirt and she shuddered. In a moment of haste, she had likely ruined something Mistress had given her. She trembled in shame.

"The thing is, you know better, girl," the voice echoed quietly in her ear. It seemed as if Mistress spoke to her through a tunnel of self-control, almost too steely in her resolve not to sound angry. Mistress reached down and cupped her chin with a grip that caused her to wince. The once cute smudge of dirt that tipped her nose now angered her. It was further evidence of her lack of attention. With a nail, she scraped the offensive dirt off and offered the nail to her girl to clean. As the girl sucked the dirt and cleaned her Mistress again she heard her speak. "You're filthy. When you're suitably clean, return to me. And don't bother with clothing." Her finality to her voice dismissed the girl.

After a very speedy but very thorough shower, the girl returned to her Mistress' feet. Her skin glowed a soft pink hue from the scalding temperature of the shower. Red tresses hung limply around her innocent face. The fear that reflected in her eyes showed contrition and in a way it pleased her Mistress. Without word, she was commanded to come closer and lay across her lap. Presenting her knowingly for discipline. 

"Before you are punished, tell me why you're being punished, pet." Amazingly, the voice that questioned came out gently and not laced with anger. The girl was grateful for the time Mistress allowed her to shower. It also afforded her Owner time to calm. As she settled like a human drape over her Mistress, her words came tumbling out to answer. "Always, your girl is to keep herself neat and respect the things you've given her. With haste, in the garden this morning, because I wished for comfort in the heat more than I sought obedience, I pressed dirt into a shirt you provided for me."

No more words were spoken, just the application of a leather strap. Repeatedly she was struck. The welts crisscrossed her ass as if a painting on a canvas were being designed. Long after she began to cry, her Mistress continued to discipline her. Gasping for air, clinging to her ankle for balance, trying to maintain some dignity in the spanking, but the girl finally caved and begged mercy. Screaming words of repentance, mumbling for forgiveness, begging for her to stop and finally she felt no more heat.

As tender hands moved over the welts to trace them, a quiet voice reached into the pain-induced trance. "I know you will not forget again, my pet." Gentle hands roamed the fiery flesh. Color matched the shade of her hair and intoxicated her Owner. As if the redness itself inspired passion, she began to stroke into the cleft of the girl's ass. Soon, fingers inserted into the moist passage of her pussy. Despite the spanking being for discipline, she knew her girl would also be wet. She was correct.

Begging with all she had within her, through the sobbing that ensued from the serious spanking, the girl asked, "Please Mistress, allow your girl to taste you. Please let her show you how much she loves you and how sorry she is she let you down?" Such electricity flowed in her words and brought a shudder to her Owner. The fingers that were teasing her pussy entered viciously as she heard the quiet plea.

Sliding from the straight-backed chair to lay on a pelt on the floor before the fire, her Mistress pulled the girl with her. Entwining her head in her fist, she dragged the little face to her parted thighs. Robes spilled open to reveal no undergarments. Sniffing the passionate scent of her Mistress fired the girl's yearning. Her tongue reached for the slit before her face actually drew close enough to taste. Thrusting tongue and finger into the holes, eating with the desire she felt in her soul to please, she attacked her Mistress. 

Roaming hands pinched and tweaked at the girl while she devoured. The closer her Owner drew to climax the rougher she became. Welts on her ass from the earlier spanking now became targets for her nails to dig into and use. The building passion drew them both in its wake. As her Mistress began to clench her muscles, balling up for a wild release, the girl also felt her own need building. A single phrase escaped her Owner's perfect lips, "Cum with me, my pet!" and together they screamed and shook.

The anger of the morning had passed. The mistake had been paid for and then some. Mistress drew her girl into her arms and as the morning fire popped and hissed at them, they drifted into a light nap. Life was beautiful once more.



Pleasing Mistress



The mistress sat down on the couch, starting up a conversation with one of her best friends. She leaned down and unhooked my leash, Then pulled me forward. She slid her hand down to my pussy, played with the clit there that belonged to her. I felt an instant pleasure radiate from that spot. A radiant joy followed. Oh, how I loved for Mistress to use me like this. I heard her talking with her friend, about things too important for me to listen to. Everything they said, that my Mistress said, was too good for me. 

She stopped on my clit suddenly, then leaned back and opened her naked legs. Her clit was beautiful. It was the best thing in the world. And that deep slippery hole that was for me to pleasure. I slid forward, my breathing already heavy, and licked up her juices. My mistress moaned a bit in pleasure. I slid my tongue over, and around her clit, and was pleased when it poked out from under the hood. I molded my lips around it and sucked gently, then slid my tongue ino your pussy.

Oh, I wish Mistress would touch me. Just pat my head softly brush my hair from my face, graze my shoulders. But she only would if I did a good job. I licked faster. I wanted her to cum, then she would beat me because I didn't do a good enough job. But it was because she cared. She wanted me to fear her whip, and become better for My mistresses use, her pleasure. 

But I would never be good enough. That's what Mistress tells me. I could never be good enough for her, so every time Mistress would cum, have an incomplete orgasm, she's beat me. All I worked for was less pain, and I loved making mistress happy. And I would never be able to cum at all. 

Mistress reached down again, and pushed my head away. I tried in vain to get back, my head was foggy from my love for her, All I could do at that moment was want to please her pussy. Mistress ignored me though, and reached down again. She played my clit like a finely tuned instrument. I felt pleasure building in me, then she stopped. I sighed at her treatment, welcoming it. It was more than I deserved. She let me back to her clit.

I took it into my mouth, moving gently side to side, moving my naked body with the movement of my head. I could feel Mistresses climax building. Her hips moved against my face, and the conversation above me stuttered to a halt. I licked faster, and faster. Sucking unevenly, just how Mistress liked it. 

Then she cummed in my face. I felt her juices flow, and er legs tensed and spasmed. I thought I did a good job.

"Look at this little slut trash. She's happy." Said Mistress. And I was. I made her cum. I was very happy. 

"well well well. Do you think you pleased me?" I didn't answer, but looked at her with a plain look that said yes mistress, I hope I did.

"well," she said. "You did do a very good job." I my eyes widened at her approval. "But, I feel in the mood to beat you."

I spun around, letting my ass thrust into the air, welcoming Her punishment. It was a wonderful trade for her compliment.

She raised her hand, and let it fall onto my ass, creating a loud smacking sound. Oh, her touch was wonderful. Fire ripped through my ass as she repeated the motion, her hand smacking my ass, progressively harder, always stinging, and never a comforting rub. 

Then she stopped. Both of my ass cheeks were a flaming red. She pulled out a wooden paddle. Whack, Whack, Whack. Over and over. my ass was a bit numb now. I barely felt the individual blows, only the whole mass of my ass that belonged to Mistress throbbing. 

Then, when she brought down the whip, I did feel it. Searing, white hot pain, it nearly made me collapse with pleasure. I felt a strange feeling building. Then I cummed. My body did collapse and convulsed, while my spirit flew through the clouds of pleasure. I was shaking and twitching on the floor for 5 minutes before my head cleared, and I looked at Mistress.

Her expression was angry. Beyond that. I was the dirty thing that pleasured her, and that's where my pleasure came from. That's it. 

I laid on the floor in shame. Eventually, she left, and I was not taken with her. 

The woman who was Talking to mistress bent down to me. She turned my head up to her face. "You are mine now." She said to me. "You are never to speak, you Eat what I give you. You Eat under the table from the same dish as the dog. You will always obey me. In return, you can have as much of today as you wish, when I want to give it to you."

Then she reached down to my click, and slicked her fingers in my juices, and started playing on my clit. But she didn't stop. She kept playing until I started to twitch and convulse again. I moaned loudly, and she kept on playing with my sweet spots. I cummed, and cummed again, and again, but she still didn't stop. Eventually, I blacked out.

When I woke up, I was in a dark corner, on a thin blanket in the basement. My old Mistress was standing near, smiling at me. She actually smiled. I'd pleased her. And my New Mistress, and admiring me also. My new mistress brought down a bowl of food then, and pushed it under my nose. Her little dog followed, and I ate with my new roommate. 



Pleasing Mom



Cindy Johnson had always been a fun loving girl. Despite having given birth to 2 children, and being naturally big breasted, she had managed to stay fit and shapely in to her early 40s and her energy and zest for life had, if anything, increased as she aged. 

Cindy, as she had been all her life, was a true innocent. Born to a rich Tennessee family, she had been a debutante when she was a young woman; having met her husband when they had both attended University of Tennessee together. She had been a popular cheerleader and he was a walk-on to the football squad. 

Many who knew her, considered Cindy a dumb blonde (although she was the first to laughingly admit that her blonde tresses came directly from a bottle) and her husband George pretty much agreed with that assessment. When they had married 20 years earlier George had been attracted to Cindy's awesome body, her young Dolly Parton like looks, and her lilting southern charm. He considered her bubble headed intellect just part of her vivacious personality, but as the years had gone by he had tired of her innocent outlook on life and started having affairs. 

George's most recent affair was with Cindy's best friend Margaret, a cynical lawyer who'd always been in a kind of one- sided competition with Cindy. They had grown up together, and Margaret ever jealous, had often betrayed Cindy, badmouthing her and sabotaging her friend at every opportunity. Cindy for her part remained oblivious to any betrayal, and remained a caring and loyal friend. 

The Johnson's had two children. Barbara, the oldest at 22 was a senior at her parent's alma mater, a bright and bookish young woman, Barbara was studying to be a veterinarian. Barbara Johnson had inherited her father's intelligence and her mother's looks and kind heart. Although close to her mother, they only spoke by phone when Barbara was away at school. 

Mike was their 18 year old son, heavily recruited by college football programs he had decided to attend Tennessee as well, he was starting linebacker for his high school team and in the last year had filled out his 6'2 frame by packing on 30 pounds of muscle. He now tipped the scales at 235 pounds, hardly an ounce of it was fat. 

Up until he was 16, he and his mother had not gotten along. Growing up Mike had seen how his father had disrespected her and belittled her and Mike had treated her in the same manner. He had little use for her when he had gone through his rebellious youth stage and would openly defy her, often bringing her to tears, which he would scornfully laugh at. His father when asked to arbitrate their disputes, would usually side with his son, which would cause further pain to Cindy. 

In the last couple of years some things had become clear to Mike that had begun to change his relationship with his mother. Mike had begun to realize that his mother was an unflagging and enthusiastic supporter of any success Mike achieved in life. Cindy, who had been a cheerleader in both high school and college, was the only one in the family to never miss one of his football games – in fact when Mike thought about it she had never missed one in his life, from Pop Warner all the way up to his games today. No matter where it was, or how bad the weather was, she was always in the stands cheering him on. Because of their early fights, Cindy hated saying no to Mike and pretty much let him have his way. The truth was Cindy admired her son's strong spirit and had always liked men who took what they wanted in life. She tried to instill that attitude in her son and had succeeded.

Mike had also begun to realize how beautiful his mother was, with her enormous breasts on top of a perfectly proportioned body. Cindy's face was still youthful and innocent looking, her lustrous blond hair tumbled just past her shoulders, and her ever-present smile was bright and lovely. At the age of 18, Mike had begun to see his mother as a real woman with real feelings, rather than just his mother. 

Mike also learned in the last few years that his father cheated on his mother. George Johnson didn't do too much to hide it, and in fact, the only person who didn't seem to be aware of his philandering was his wife. Mike was angry with his Dad, but seeing how his father seemed to have no plans to change his behavior, or leave his mother, Mike didn't like to make waves around the house. 

2

The 1st week in November Mike's high school team lost to a powerful interstate rival. Mike had scored his team's only touchdown, on a recovered fumble he had run back for a touch down. The team carried the lead in to the 2nd half, but the offense was so feeble and kept going three and out, that the exhausted defense finally gave up two late scores and the game was lost. Mike, who couldn't stand losing, threw body and soul in to the game but even his force of will, couldn't prevent the inevitable loss. 

Mike and his mother drove home that night to an empty house. George had left for a weekend of "business" in Las Vegas. Mike knew what business was being conducted but wasn't interested in making an issue out of it. 

After a late dinner Cindy, who was almost as disappointed as her son in the team's loss, opened a bottle of red wine and filled a glass. Mike limped in to the kitchen.

"Can I have a slug of that? " Mike asked his mother.

"Sure darling," his mom answered pouring another glass, "after the night you had I don't want to be saying no to you a lot."

Mike smiled, as Cindy handed him the glass, the two of them made a silent toast and then both drank deeply. When their glasses were empty, Cindy refilled them. 

"Do you have a party to go to tonight?" Cindy asked as they sipped their wine, "I don't want you getting drunk and going out."

"No way, I'm not going out, I don't feel like hanging around the other guys hearing them making excuses for why we lost."

"Good," Cindy giggled, "we can get drunk and drown our sorrows in the safety of our own home."

"I think I'm going to crawl in to the hot tub and soak my sore muscles," Mike said, " care to join me?"

Cindy smiled and nodded enthusiastically. Cindy loved the hot tub in their big enclosed back yard, and used it often. It was part of their back porch and even in the cool fall nights it was warm because they had a big patio heat lamp. 

"Sure baby," Cindy gave Mike a pat on the chest and walked out of the kitchen, "Go turn it on, I'll meet you out back." 

Mike gave a start, when his mother touched him,his cock had lurched. Mike wondered why he would get a sexual charge with contact that innocent, and suddenly remembered his pre-game ritual of not masturbating for 72 hours prior to kick off – he had not had a chance to break his "fast".

"Oh drats!" Mike heard Cindy call out. "Drats" was about as much as Mike ever heard his mother swear.

"What's wrong?" Mike asked poking his head in her bedroom. Cindy was rummaging through one of her dresser drawers. 

"I just remembered all my swim suits are in the laundry, I don't have a clean one".

"Don't worry about it, it's just the two of us, you don't have to wear one," Mike joked.

Cindy looked at him, the fact that he was joking had gone right over her head. 

"I guess that's true," she said innocently, "Ok, I'll meet you out there."

Mike made a hasty retreat from her room; not wanting his mom to see the erection that had just sprang up. He couldn't believe his ears, was his mother really going to let him see her naked? Couldn't be, Mike figured she must have been joking as well. No way would his lady like mother let her son see her naked. At the most she would come out wearing some shorts and a t-shirt. Mike began to wonder if he might actually get to see her in a wet t-shirt. The thought kept him hard. 

Mike grabbed a towel from the closet and headed outside. He started the hot tub and let it warm. He thought about going to his room to get in to his own swim suit, but then he thought better of it he wanted to push his mom's buttons, so he just stripped down, folded his clothes and climbed into the tub. His hard-on hadn't diminished at all, and he was just contemplating stroking it, when he saw the light go off in the house and the porch door slide open. 

His mother stepped out on to the dimly lit patio. The only light was the orange glow coming from the heat lamp. Cindy was wearing a short robe, carried the open bottle of wine, and had a big beach towel slung over her shoulder. 

"OK, don't look, while I'm getting in," Cindy chirped. 

"I'll turn around," volunteered a stunned Mike, and turned around and looked in the opposite direction of where his mother was standing. 

What Cindy didn't realize, as she untied her robe and let it drop from her shoulders, was that she was giving her son a clear view of her in the reflection in the glass door of the house. 

Mike's cock got a little harder as it pressed against the side of tub and he got a good look at his mother's nakedness. Her fat tits first drew his attention, but his eyes soon moved down to her muff, a neatly trimmed triangle of dark hair. He watched intently as his mother gingerly bent down to feel the water temperature and then slowly slid in to the tub. Mike was disappointed when she disappeared from view, but soon heard her soft voice.

"OK honey, you can turn around now" she cooed, sipping her glass of wine.

Mike turned around and the two of them smiled at each other. Cindy asked Mike about the game and soon they were talking and laughing about the game. 

Mike could tell his mother was getting drunk by the way she giggled at every lame thing he said, but he was surprised when, looking for the wine, his mom stood up and awkwardly grabbed the bottle that was near by. When her body emerged partially from the water, she made no move to cover her huge boobs and her son got a long, clear look. Mike was dumb founded - what had gotten in to his mother? 

"Oh my," Cindy giggled, " What did you just see? I forgot I wasn't wearing my suit".

"I didn't see anything," Mike replied, " except a very beautiful woman who looked a little like my mother."

Cindy laughed, and blushed, and went back to sipping her wine. Mike watched her, and being somewhat drunk himself, decided she was a stunning woman. 

"Hey mom, how about giving me a neck massage?" 

Cindy looked at him, and gave him a dazzling smile.

"Sure baby, slide over here, I'll give you a rub" Cindy said, holding out her arms and inadvertently raising her breasts out of the water again revealing a glimpse of her nipples. Mike's cock was now hard as a rock, he was careful to hide it under the water as he moved over to his mom.

"How do you......how do you want me to sit?" Mike stammered.

Cindy knitted her brow in deep thought for a moment and then brightened and scooted back in her seat.

"Here, there's a little room on the seat here, just come between my legs," Cindy said smiling, apparently unaware of the double entendre. 

Mike, as if in a daze, turned around and sat down with his back to his mother, Cindy reached up and put her hands on his shoulder, and started to massage. Mike, hoping to feel his mother's big jugs against his back was disappointed when he realized there was still a space between them. He decided to take a chance, he leaned back and relaxed in to Cindy's fat rack. Mike's cock sprang to a now rock hard state as he felt her chest fully flattened against his back. 

"Baby," his mother cooed in his ear, " scooch forward a little, I can't really use my arms with you so close".

Mike leaned forward a little, but this time his hips moved backwards at the same time and his butt slid in to his Mom's hairy muff. Feeling her scratchy pubic hair he ground slightly against her. Cindy moved her hips back in her seat. Mike slid back again and once again made contact. 

"That's better" Cindy whispered not attempting to move her crotch away from her son's ass this time, as she continued to massage his shoulders. 

The two off them stayed like that for a while with Cindy continuing to move her hands up and down Mike's shoulders and back. Mike was gently grinding backwards in to Cindy's lap, and he could now detect her lightly pumping her hips against his muscular ass. Cindy's hands now moved down from his shoulders and slowly and sensuously began to massage Mike's chest. Mike moaned and sank back in to his mother's big breasts. 

"You took so many hits today I started to cringe on every tackle," Cindy spoke, holding her lips close to Mike's ear, " You must be sore all over".

"Mmmm, I am, but your massage is making it all worthwhile."

"You're so sweet, I'm glad we're finally growing close," Cindy said her hands moving down over his belly and running gently back and forth over Mike's stomach. 

"I think I finally realized how much I love you," Mike whispered, his mind reeling from the sensations he was feeling. 

Cindy giggled again lightly in his ear, this time her hand that had been stroking his stomach, moved down and her fingers entwined themselves in Mike's thick thatch of pubic hair. Mike moaned again and he turned his head and kissed his mother's throat and neck. 

Now it was Cindy's turn to moan as she stretched backwards to allow Mike easy access to her long throat. 

"Mmm, honey, be careful that's my weak spot," Cindy whispered.

Mike pushed further back against Cindy's body, and this time, his mom's legs lifted up and wrapped themselves around him.

"Mom, this is so nice," Mike said in a low voice, "I really like being this close to you. God mom your making me feel so good."

"I want to make you feel good, Mikey, after your tough game," Cindy whispered in a husky voice, her fingers which had continued to run themselves through his pubic hair, had started bumping in to the shaft of his erection, now they brazenly grasped his hard pole and began gently stroking it up and down. 

Mike reached back and softly grabbing Cindy's head he pulled her down and their mouths met in a wet, sloppy kiss. While they swapped spit Cindy continued to stroke the thick piece of cable that was Mike's cock, expertly working up and down with firm, even, strokes. Suddenly Mike broke their kiss.

"Wait, Mom, I'm sorry," Mike gasped, "but you can't do that."

"I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to...." Cindy stammered looking upset and almost afraid.

"No, no, it's not that," Mike laughed, "It's just I don't want to cum in your hand."

"Oh," it was Cindy's turn to laugh, hers was with relief, "it's alright I want you to feel good."

Cindy blushed furiously; she bit her lower lips and looked away from Mike.

" You can..... cum in my hand, you need to be able to relax and get some release", Cindy whispered. 

Mike smiled and this time he turned around fully and grabbing Cindy, he stood them both up in the tub. Now face to face, he embraced his mother, and kissed her full on the mouth. Cindy crushed herself up against her son's body and once more reached down and took hold of his powerful erection and began to squeeze and stroke it.

"Wait, I can't take that," Mike groaned, "I gotta cum".

"I know baby," Cindy chirped, as cheerfully as if she was agreeing to make him breakfast, "I want you to, I want to feel you in my hand."

"No, not that way."

"Then what?" Cindy asked with a look of confusion that gave way to a bright idea, "Do you want me to suck you?"

Mike smiled; he realized that his mother was willing to do anything for him. He had no idea how this had all come to pass, this totally unexpected turn in their relationship, but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

"Turn around," Mike said in a rather commanding voice. 

Cindy was again confused, but she dutifully turned around so that her back was now facing Mike. Mike's big hand came up to her shoulder and firmly pushed her forward until Cindy grabbed the sides of the tub to keep her balance, she was now bent over with her plump ass sticking in the air. Mike admired her dark bush, so different than the color of the hair on her head. It glistened from the combined water and Cindy's own juices. At that moment Mike thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. 

With her son's big hands pushing her firmly towards the tubs edge Cindy became aware that she was presenting to him – she suddenly realized what was happening – and the idea alarmed her.

"Wait baby, I don't know if we should do that, I mean it may not be right, I still love your fath----Ohhhh."

Mike running his long prick strongly and smoothly right in to her pussy had interrupted Cindy's protestations. Her son bucked forward and Cindy immediately and without hesitation began fucking back.

Cindy had never believed in being indecisive, and now that her son had decided to take their incestuous relationship all the way Cindy was going to throw herself into it with the enthusiasm of a true zealot. She had always believed in giving her all to any project that she undertook, she understood that anything worth doing was worth doing well, so she couldn't help but instinctively bring the same energy to screwing her son. 

Mike couldn't believe how warm and tight his mother's pussy felt as he sent his big pole pummeling up inside her. His hands were on her flared hips and he was pulling her towards his groin making their bodies come together with a lewd slapping sound. With every push forward Cindy's big tits flopped into the water, and when she thrust her hips back they would pop out again, in a kind of perverse baptism.

As the water roiled around them, the sounds of lust from mother and son filled the air. Cindy, ever the cheerleader at heart, kept a running commentary of encouragement going in her soft, lilting, southern accent.

"Yeah, that's it baby........uh huh.... You're stretching me out so good BABY..... making me your woman now.....AHHHHHH......baby ahmmm so close to cumming...so close to cumming all over your big tool......oh my god never felt so good....put your baby batter all up inside mommy's tummy.....make me your woman.... Never been so full of cock....."

For his part Mike just kept pounding a way at her hips, pushing himself further and further in to his mother, the two of them moving towards the inevitable crescendo that would release them. 

"Can you fuck me harder, babe," Mike's mom cried out.

"Yeah Mom," gasped Mike, " but I can't hold out much longer, I want to cum in you face to face."

Mike pulled out, and Cindy pulled herself out of the hot tub and quickly spread out her towel and sat down on it. Mike climbed out of the tub and for a moment towered over his mother. They were both almost trembling as Mike sank to his knees and Cindy lifted her legs to welcome him once more in to her waiting twat. 

"Are you going to shoot your manly seed in mommy's pussy?" Cindy asked in the voice of a charming southern belle.

Mike gave no answer, but instead grabbed his mother's legs at the knees and almost pulled her right to him. After getting her at the exact right angle, Mike leaned forward and sank his big dick into his mother's steaming pussy. 

"OHHHH GOOODDDDDDD," Cindy screamed out as Mike's cock went all the way in, instinctively her arms and legs locked around her son's back, and the young football star pounded in to her accepting pussy like he was trying to nail her into the floor. Cindy, although pinned under her son's weight, responded by thrusting her hips back up at him trying to, if humanly possible, get another millimeter of his cock in to her starving cunt. 

Once more the two of them were screaming and moaning in passion until, this time, it was Cindy who cried out that she couldn't hold on any longer – she was cumming.

"OHHHHH GOODDDDDD BABABBBBBEEE, HERE I CUMMMMMMM" Cindy screamed out as her body bucked off the wooden deck and into to her son's hard body. She clutched him tightly, crushing her body against his, losing control to her overpowering orgasm. 




Pleasing Mom



Mike feeling his mother's orgasm, knew he could finally release what had been pent up inside of him all night. With a howl he pushed his cock in as far it would go, and came, balls deep in to his mother's womb. 

"AHHHHHH...........YYYYYYEEEEESSSSSSSSS HEEERRRRREEE IIIIIIIII CCCCCCCCCUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMM" 

Mike's seed erupted out of his tortured nuts and raced up his shaft, flooding his mother's already sodden vagina. Mike shot up like he had an electrical charge shot through his body and continued to pump the content of his swollen balls into his mom. Having finally evacuated his nuts, he collapsed in to his Cindy's sweaty arms. 

They lay like that for a while, his shrinking prick still buried in her, kissing and whispering to each other. Finally Mike rolled off his mother.

"Can I sleep with you in your bed tonight? Mike asked.

'I don't think so baby, you had quite a day, you need to get some rest," she said getting up and putting on her robe, "and I doubt if we slept in the same bed we'd get a whole lot of sleep."

"Wait, mom", Mike said almost with a tone of desperation in his voice.

"What is it baby?" Cindy asked concerned.

"Mom could you...could you....." Mike stammered as he stood up, his now erect cock jutting proudly out once more. Cindy looked up at him still not comprehending.

"Could you suck me off?" Mike asked almost meekly.

"Of course," was Cindy's only reply, as she smiled at him and once more dropped her robe. 

As Cindy unceremoniously dropped to her knees, it occurred to Mike how simple and straight forward his mother was. There were no pretenses with her, no false modesty, she believed that the man was the boss and that a woman should do what she was told. 

If Mike was amazed at his mother's willingness, he was even more amazed at her heretofore hidden skills in oral sex. When his naked mother grabbed hold of his hard cock, she licked the length of it a couple of times, and then with out warning took the entire thing right down her throat. Mike was stunned to see, and feel, his large nut sack pressed up against his mother's chin, and the sight of her manicured finger nails expertly fondling his bag almost made him lose it right there. His big hand gripped her bleached blonde hair and held on for the ride as his mother looked up at him, her big eyes twinkling in a smile. 

******* ******

What neither mother or son were aware of, as Cindy lustily sucked his cock, was that they were being watched. 

Hidden in the bushes not 40 feet from where Cindy was slurping on her son's fat dong, sat Ray, a friend of Mike's from the football team. Ray had left the lame party he was at and went to find Mike and talk with him about the game. He had decided to cut through some back yards and enter through a hole in the fence of the Johnson's property. 

At first when he had heard Mike's moans, he figured his buddy must have some chick over, but as he drew closer, he didn't recognize the girl. With her hair obscuring her face Rick couldn't get a look at, but figured it was a hot scene anyway, so he settled back in to the nearby bushes to watch the show.

Rick watched as his friend's broad chest began to heave and his hands seemed to be forcing the girl's head further down on his stiff shaft. Rick was impressed with how his pal was basically throat fucking this hot babe and he watched in envy as his friend crammed the length of his meat into the willing girl's mouth. He could hear the girl starting to gag. Mike's hands suddenly flew off her head. 

"I'm so sorry Mom," Mike said apologetically, " I got carried away."

"That's no problem baby," Cindy giggled, " I want you fuck my face good and hard, just make sure to cum in mommy's mouth."

With that Cindy took Mike back in to her mouth and began to suck heartily.

Watching from the bushes, Rick was stunned. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was Mrs. Johnson who was blowing her own son. Rick knew Cindy Johnson because she was one of the teams most loyal supporters, and he knew she was hot, but he would never have guessed she was a whore. 

Rick's thoughts were interrupted by a howl from his friend. Mike was cumming full force down his mother's throat.

"Oh YEAAAAHHHHH IIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMM CUMMMMMMMMINNNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!!" 

Cindy knew it was coming, but still found herself startled by how much semen was filling her mouth. She greedily gulped it down and felt a shiver of a mini-orgasm rush through her when she realized what she was doing and whom she was doing it with. Ever the optimist, Cindy was thrilled by the turn her life was taking, she may have been more cautious about her future if she had known the plans of the young man watching from the near-by bushes. 

To be continued.........



Pleasing Mother Nature



"Earth Day? Are you serious?" I heard my friend Eric's voice over the headset and my face fell. Once again here was the guilt trip. 

"We have to take care of the earth or it wont take care of us Marcus, don't you see?" I rolled my eyes and agreed, signing myself up for another lame day wandering through the forests doing nothing to improve it other then wandering around getting sweaty. Ah the wonders of friendship.

I got my hiking gear ready and walked through my house in search of something to make the day go by faster. I had a book, a Game boy, and my cell phone, so I knew I would have something to do at least. The State Park had some dense natural forests, but they were surrounded by barren land that used to be farm land and the soil was overworked. Now it was basically bare except the occasional scraggly bush. Teenagers came out there to party all the time so the ground was also covered in trash and old beer cans. It was hard to feel like you were doing something good for the environment when you knew that next week there would be another kegger and it would all be back.

When we got to the forest it was high noon, the sun was bright over head and the air was cool and moist, your typical April day. Eric met me at the forest, a dopey smile on his hippie face. He was so into helping the environment that he had no other life. I was his only friend who was loyal enough to be dragged out to the middle of nowhere to participate in something I barely gave a crap about.

We were given our instructions and split into groups. Group A Eric's group was supposed to scour the outer area and pick up trash, Group B which I was assigned to was supposed to go into the forest and pick up trash, help wild animals, and generally get in touch with nature. I hurried inside the green world of the forest and quickly found a place to relax far from the other workers.

I sat down next to a beautiful old tree, its roots forming a perfect seat and it's gnarled branches reaching high into the air. I could not have given a species if my life depended on it. I sat at the base of the tree and buried my nose in a book, some fantasy novel full of gorgeous women and tough but smooth men. It was boring the life out of me and it was only when I was startled awake that I realized I had dozed off. I looked at my watch immediately and realized it had only been a few minutes. Then I looked up in search of what had woken me.

I noticed a seed of some kind on my lap and looked up, only to realize I was looking up the skirt of a very gorgeous girl on the branch above my head. And I must say here there were no panties. I heard her giggle and I raised my eyes to her face and was in shock. She was young, obviously fully mature but petite, no older the eighteen or nineteen physically, though honestly if I hadn't of seen her eyes I might have guessed younger. She was small, no more then five foot and that was generous, and so delicately boned she couldn't have weighed more then 90 pounds. Yet she looked natural. She was wearing a gauzy gown of some material that shimmered in the light. One of her small pert breasts was mostly bared as the dress draped like a toga on her shoulders. Her hair was long and had a green tinge to it, though it could have been the color of the forest reflecting in the pale blond. 

She looked down at me with dark eyes and smiled, and her teeth seemed to be slightly sharper then they should have been, but I ignored that and jumped to my feet. There was something about her that had me stiffening, and it wasn't just the gorgeous up skirt. She radiated sex, from her pale skin to her dark eyes, something about her made my whole body tighten in anticipation. She jumped down from her tree branch and landed perfectly on her feet, her skirts fluttering up for a moment making me groan. She looked at me with curious eyes and walked around me still not speaking. She circled me like an animal would circle something new in its domain. 

"Hi, I'm Marcus, are you with the Earth Day crew?" I asked in vain, knowing that she wasn't like anyone else I had ever met. She wasn't normal and as I watched her stalk around me I picked up the details. She was obviously fully grown yet barely reached my chest. And I was only an inch over six foot. Her ears were mostly hidden in her hair yet the points stuck up through the top. Her teeth when she smiled were slightly sharper then normal teeth, and her cheekbones were high and gave her eyes a slight Asian cast. And when she finally spoke her voice sounded so natural, like birds and wind, or leaves fluttering. 

"I'm Pai, and no, I don't know anything about any Earth Day. What is this?" I smiled at her my breath hitching when she licked her lips, every glimpse of that moist mouth making my whole body vibrate. I had to get myself under control, yet I was smiling like an idiot.

"Uhm..well Earth Day is a holiday to celebrate the Earth. We go out and plant trees and clean up trash and stuff, give back to mother nature. I'm not all that into it, but my friend made me come." Her eyes brightened at the idea of giving back to mother nature. And I had a feeling she had a direct connection to the subject. 

"So you are here to make the forest happy? To make it bloom and be beautiful?" I nodded my head and she giggled as though she knew something I didn't. She stepped closer to me and her hands stroked across my chest as though feeling my muscles, her hands were long and thin and her nails were sharp. A chill that had nothing to do with cold made my cock twitch. 

"Pai...that's an interesting name, where are you from?" I was just making inane chatter, scared to act and find myself misinterpreting, though how I could be I didn't honestly know.

"I'm from here, this is my forest. My father said he called me Pai, because any man would. Pay that is. You want to make the forest happy?" Her head leaned into my neck and she nibbled on my ear, my whole body frozen. I was pretty sure she was entirely insane but the effect she had on me could not be ignored. 

"Yes, yes. I want to make...the forest happy. How?" I felt the answer coming but had to go along, had to work with her, no need to rush, though I felt that one brush of those long fingers over my cock and I would lose all semblance of control. 

"Then, fuck me Marcus, fuck me, and make the forest happy. Make it bloom." Though her words made no logical sense I could not say no, at her command I had her in my arms and my lips on hers. Her legs wrapped around my waist and I could feel her hot tight cunt rubbing against me. My hands roamed her body and explored every inch. Caressing her perfect tits my fingers pinched and rolled her hard nipples. My hips ground against hers loving the feeling of her hot and wet through my shorts. Her nails ran up and down my back bringing the occasional groan from me. I felt ready to burst but I lay her down on the forest floor and lay between her legs. 

Her cunt smelled like sunshine and flowers, and tasted of fresh nectar and honey. Men say things like this all the time, but on this occasion I was deadly serious. My tongue lapped between her folds tasting her, my whole body zinging with her every move, her every moan or gasp. My tongue circled her clit feeling her whole body tighten. I lapped long and short. I teased her clit and probed her cunt feeling her tight hot hole clench as my tongue flicked in and out. Her fingers grabbed at my hair and I tasted her as her whole body convulsed and she cried out, I tasted her cum on my lips and knew I needed her. My whole body was on fire and I would die if I wasn't touched soon. I stood above her and slipped my shorts down. My cock sprang out hard and long, the cool air not having the slightest effect. She looked up at me and smiled despite her whole body still shaking as she panted. She raised up on her knees and took me into her mouth.

Her lips closed around me and my mind went blank, I stared at the sky as her skilled tongue and fingers brought me so close to the edge. The trees seemed somehow greener and the sky seemed brighter as though the sun had come closer to watch. Her teeth scraped my cock and I jumped my whole body stiffening as I tried to keep from cumming. Once I regained my composure I looked down and my hands tangled in that gorgeous hair. My hips thrust into her mouth slowly feeling her tongue slide against me feeling her throat close, and then harder needing to feel her her throat around my cock. I slid out fast and bent down and kissed her. I pushed her back into the leaves and lay on top of her. I could feel the heat from her cunt and I rubbed the tip of my cock against her until she opened to me, her whole body begging, and I thrust in. In one long thrust I buried myself inside her and we both cried out. She was so tight tears sprang to my eyes and I had to hold still to keep from shaming myself. I lapped at her nipples as I remained very still inside her, nipping and suckling until she began to move her hips against me. At the feel of her tight cunt sliding around me I lost myself and began to thrust. 

I became an animal for a moment, rutting as surely as any dog. My cock pierced her over and over as I heard her cry out. But I could not stop or consider anything for a moment, just the exquisite feeling of her tightness. I thrust harder and harder and finally I regained enough of myself to reach down and stroke her clit, obviously she had been close because no sooner had I began to stroke her then she cried out her cunt spasming around me and her teeth biting into my neck. This was the final straw for me I thrust hard and fast feeling myself let go and I came hard inside her my whole body shaking as I spurted again and again with each stroke. 

I collapsed next to her my whole body limp and hot and once again I noticed the forest looked greener and more lush. I closed my eyes for a second and I heard her whisper in my ear.

"Thanks for pleasing me, you made the forest happy." I looked up and she was gone. I sat up quickly and looked around then got to my feet pulling my shorts up and running around in circles but no sign of her. I stopped and caught my breath and realized I must have dozed off and she took off. I ignored the logical part of my brain that said my cock was still wet with her juices and hadn't even gone fully soft yet, I convinced myself that it was just a random fling or maybe just my imagination, and checked my watch. I realized nearly two hours had passed since I came into the woods and the groups would be getting together for a lunch break. I started to walk towards the edge of the forest following a well worn path.

The forest was bright green and warm, and all kinds of flowers burst into life around me, I wondered how I hadn't noticed them before. I got to the edge of the forest and I finally realized something odd was going on. The large stretch of barren ground was now green and here and there were the occasional fruit tree in full bloom some even carrying ripe fruit. The nature group stood here and there staring about in shock. But I knew right then. I had made the forest happy. I took care of mother nature, and she definitely took care of me.