14 comments/ 339617 views/ 34 favorites Hailey By: chica bajita He lay in the semi darkness of the small hotel room and did not dare moving for this would tell her he was still awake. They had seperate beds, not because they would feel uncomfortable sharing one, it just happened that only one of the two rooms their parents had paid for had a king-size bed and this of course was the room their parents spent the night in. Hailey having just turned eighteen and Caleb who had lived on his own for four years now thought themselves to be too old for family vacations. But this time they had wanted to come, too since it was Micha´s wedding, their father´s best friend. They both loved Micha and that one time Hailey had met his girlfriend who was now going to be his wife, she had liked her alot, too. Caleb tried to think of basketball, when he could not manage, he started planning his next weekend. But the more he forced his mind to deal with anything that had nothing to do with sex, the more painful his own body reminded him of how ridiculous his attempt was. It turned out to be impossible to ignore the small movements of his sister`s hand under her blanket. She must think he was asleep. She had waited a long time after they had quit talking. He had noticed her tossing around as if to get comfortable. She probably had been wet then already, aching for him to go to sleep so she could get rid of the tension deep down in her little stomach. He cursed himself inwardly when his mind inevitably created the image of her sweet pussy. He had not seen it for years so he thought it to be completely soft and hairless like that of the little girl she had been. He wondered if she shaved. Hailey kept rubbing herself, she was close to orgasm, her clit was swollen and covered in her juices as she carefully played with it, so she would not come yet. She wanted it to last a little longer, to be lost in the feeling of the unbearable desire to fuck for as long as possible. If she had been home right now, she would probably get up and sit down on her couch fucking her hair brush. Hailey started fingering herself. She wished she could sigh aloud, but then again she did not dare make noise for she was well aware of Caleb sleeping in the same room with her. Did he know it was his fault she wondered. Of course he did not. She had kept this secret forever. Sometimes she had been burning so bad inside that she kept her eyes lowered when talking to him. Whenever he touched her in whatever way, she would blush and try to avoid his presence to calm down. But he probably had not noticed. He never acted anything but kind towards her. She needed this assurance so bad, the surety that he loved her like crazy. Once she had overheard him talk to a friend about what would be the only thing they would take to the famous desolate island. His answer had been without hesitation. Hailey. His sister. Hailey had not been able to wipe the smile of her face for days. Caleb felt his prick swell, he had the strong urge to cum, to fuck some cunt so it would stop hurting. He had just broken up with his girlfriend, so his hand would have to do for he was not the kind of guy who used girls. But here he could not even do this for he never got a chance to be alone. Pictures of his sister haunted him. Like a twenty seconds porn clip his head made him watch it over and over again. His sister´s hand pulling her pussy lips apart, showing what was inside, her wetness, her little pink slit. Her finger entering her cunt, first one, then two, fucking herself faster as she got closer. He could see it as if watching it for real. He tried not to. Dinah, he thought. His ex girlfriend. He made himself think about how he had fucked her, how he had entered her cunt from behind, deep, running his thumb over her little clit in nice strokes, making her gasp- it was Hailey who gasped. Then she noticed and suddenly fell silent. Her hand quit moving, she had not cum yet, she just lay still, scared he might have heard. She felt herself blush in the dark, glad no one could see. She was ashamed. Caleb knew she had not cum yet. He could imagine her being afraid his sleep might not have been deep enough. She should not. It was okay to be in the mood for fucking and to touch oneself if there was no one else there to do it. "Hailey," he said in a hushed voice. She froze. She did not dare answer. She just lay still and hoped her mind had tricked her somehow and all this would go away. She was so embarassed, she could have huddled up against some stone wall in a cave and stayed there forever. Hidden from his view. He got up on his elbows, shifting to his side. "Hailey, did you play with yourself?" he asked gently so she would know he did not blame her for anything. Nothing but silence coming from her bed. Then she turned around, facing away from him, making herself small in the embryo position. He could see her body shake. Little sobs escaped her. Caleb got up and went over to her bed. He placed his hand on her shoulder, feeling the softness of her naked skin. "Nothing´s wrong," he said, kissing her hair just above her ears. Hailey felt the mattress give in to his weight as he sat down. Sweeping some loose strands off her face, he kissed her again, gently, this time the spot where her jaw bone ended and the silken skin behind her ears began. She did not fight him off as he kept kissing her there. It was just brotherly kisses he told himself whereas to her the thought it could be more did not even occur at the moment. "I´m so embarrassed." He placed some kisses on her neck. She was so sensitive there, it felt so good to feel her naked skin under his lips. "Don´t be," he said. She turned around to him. "I thought you´d be asleep." Her eyes were huge and dark, sparkling with the tears. "It´s alright," he said. "Don´t cry, I´m your brother, you shouldn´t be ashamed in front of me." She smiled. Her lower lip was still quivering a little. Blocking any thoughts, he leaned in and kissed it, just another innocent little kiss. He supressed the urgent desire to feed on her like she was his prey, to kiss and lick every part of her sweet young body before pulling her thighs apart and thrusting in hard. His lips brushed her forehead. Hailey finally realized what was happening. Unwanted lust made her body shiver as she noticed he was kissing her. Just little kisses. Just tender kisses. But it made her want to fuck so bad she did not know what to do. She could not stand this, it was to be her death for sure. She needed to be touched, she ached for some real touch, nothing gentle and sweet. He felt her lithe body tense in his arms. Goose bumps covered her shoulders and breasts, he could tell because her loose tank top that she wore for the night exposed part of them. "It´s..." she said, "I think I need a boyfriend." He settled over her, having her face between his arms, close to his. He kissed her face once more, her forehead, her cheeks, her jaw. "Yes, you do," he said, his voice low with desire. Then he bit her lip, started chewing on it, licked it with his tongue. She moved beneath him, panting with the need. Finally she had reached the point at which she could not take no more. She kissed him on the mouth, kissed him hard, like she was drowning, pushed her tongue past his lips inside his mouth, where he welcomed it almost violantly. He sealed hers with his making her gasp for air, not leaving her the time to recover or think. Her hands were all over his face, he could smell her scent on her fingers, it drove him mad. She was so sweet, so young, his. He needed her so bad. She sighed, not caring about anything but the very moment. Thoughts raced through her confused mind, carried her away like some sort of hard drug. Him ramming his dick up her cunt, filling her completely, stretching her tight pussy with its thick throbbing shaft. Hailey moaning, beneath him. He pulled her up, held her face while he sucked on her mouth, fucking her with his tongue. Her hands were on his stomach, she felt his hard muscles, pulled him closer, pressing her pussy to his throbbing meat. She could feel him swollen through the thin barrier of her cotton string and his boxers. He slid his hands down her body, turning her around, then making her bend over as she pushed her ass back at him. He pulled her tiny wet string over her hips and down her thighs, listening to her panting. Her scent made his hands shiver. She smelled so good, she smelled like a goddess, he would eat her out to keep her cumming after he would have been done fucking her. He slid the big head of his veiny cock over her tight wet slit, making her open up for him. She held her breath as he pushed in. His head filled her, stretched her entrance so bad she pleaded him to wait for a moment. "I can´t," he gasped, placing his strong hands on her narrow hips and pulling her close as he pushed deep. Something prevented him from going all the way in, but he wrapped his arms around her body, pulled her to his chest and rammed it in until his balls hit her butt. She screamed out in pain. Something had ripped inside her and it hurt so bad. He held her even tighter and stayed where he was, deep inside. "Hailey, are you a virgin?" he whispered, shocked. She did not answer for there was no need to deny. He showered her neck in little licks and kisses, despaired about what he had done. He had just broken his little sister´s cherry, he was her first fuck and he had not known. He felt so sorry. "I hurt you, baby," he panted. "I´m such a damn bastard, baby. I just fuck my little sister without asking her. Please don´t cry, honney, I love you so much. I never wanted to hurt you. Hailey." They were quiet. She felt his hard throbbing dick inside her virgin pussy and tried to get used to the feeling of being filled and stretched like that. She turned her head to catch his glance. He kissed her lips once more, the kiss of a lover. She was so beautiful, her eyes wide open, her lips frozen in a silent gasp. His arms still held her pressed to his strong muscular chest. He felt huge compared to her. Her soft, thin frame being his toy. He was still aroused as much if not even more than before. Still he did not want to hurt her again, so he did not begin fucking her tight opening. "I´m not crying anymore," she said in a small voice. "I think I´m fine now." "You think so?" he asked, sliding his hands over her small tits, holding them in a hard grip and starting to pull and knead her nipples between his thumb and index finger. He did so until she moaned softly, starting to push her hips back at him. He pulled all the way out. His prick was covered in blood all over the shaft. "Hailey, you´ve been bleeding," he said caringly. "It´s your fault," she said, when she went down on her elbows. "And now, have me again." He almost regretted having been too rough again when he noticed she seemed to like the way he had just completely lost control once more and gone in deep, pulled out, rammed in again. He bent over her, never stopping to slide his cock in and out her cunt. "You´re pussy´s so tight, I don´t think I´ve ever fucked anyone this tight before." He wrapped his arms around her, unable at the moment to let her go. "I´ll be there always when you need me," he said, meaning it. "I´ll fuck you from sunrise to dawn and all night long for as long as you live, if you want me to." She started enjoying the feeling deep inside her as he kept giving his sister´s little snatch the first fuck she ever had. He did it nice and rough, unable to take it slow for her for he had never wanted to fuck anyone this bad before. When she started panting with need only, losing the little whimpers of pain she made at first, he fucked her even harder. "Caleb," she said his name. He stopped, his prick buried deep inside her. "What is it, sweet one," he said. "I need to cum so bad," she whispered. "I´m here to make you cum," he said in a gentle voice. "Just let go and let me take care of you. You´re still tense, relax, ok. I´ll keep doing you, but I´ll do it slower, so you can get used to my pace and cum." In strong, deep strokes he did her small wet cunt, keeping himself from getting faster with all the strenght of will he could get together. He felt her pussy tighten some more, but after a while he noticed she was still too tense. He pulled out and laid her down next to him on the bed with her head craddled up on his chest. "Hailey..." he started. She looked into his eyes. "I´ll make you cum now, fingering you. But after that I must fuck you again for all you´re worth so my prick stops hurting with my desire for you. Do you think you can bear that or will it hurt too much? Because if it does, I´ll have to go now, I can´t take any more holding back. Your sweet body makes me want to fuck you so bad, I have to keep myself back so hard, it feels like I´m going to faint any minute. You´re all I´ve ever wanted, did you know." "It´s okay," she said. "I want you to fuck me again. You´re my brother but you feel so good inside me I almost cum thinking about it. It´s just that I can´t let go." He kissed her swollen lips briefly, pushed his tongue in for a second, then he spread her thighs with his hands. "Trust me now," he said. "I won´t ever use you. I might use your body if I can´t hold back, but I won´t ever break your heart or leave you, I promise." He started massaging her clit gently between his thump and index finger just as he had done to her breasts earlier. "Now, don´t concentrate on cumming for me," he said. "Just let go and feel me touch your sweet young pussy." He kept working her clit until she became uncomfortable with need, bucking her hips and trying to fuck the air that touched her wet little slit. Caleb kept doing what he did until he noticed she was so wet once more she could take some more of his thrusts. He started fingering her, two fingers sliding in and out her cunt, rubbing her clit while they did so. Hailey first watched in fascination, than closed her eyes, feeling little shudders rush through her body. He knew if she let go now, she would cum. He stroked her clit some more in strong, gentle circles, then spread her legs open wider and stopped. Hailey stirred beneath him, wanting him to go on. When she realized he would not, she tried to close her legs to hide it from his view. "No," he said gently. "Let me see your pussy." It was pink and soft and right now it was sopping wet. She really did shave as he had noticed when he had pulled down her panties and rammed his dick in for the first time. She sat up. "Caleb," she said. He knew she was horny as fuck but he asked her anyways, just to tease her. "What is it?" "Please," she pleaded. "Please what." "Please... make me cum." "You really need to cum bad, don´t you." "yes," she said. "Do you need to be fucked again, maybe," he proposed. "Yes," she said. Her voice was more like a fading moan. She was scared to say things like that aloud, he knew. "Yes, what." She averted her eyes. "I need to be fucked again." He smiled at her and kissed her hair. She was so cute. He spread her legs wider and started fingering her again. "Come on," he said. „Talk to me. Tell me exactly what you want, and I´ll give it to you. Don´t be so shy." For a short moment she said nothing. Then she looked him in the eyes and while he went on fingering her, she told him what she needed. "I want you to fuck me again like you did when you first had me. I need it real hard, it doesn´t matter if it hurts a bit, I just need to be taken roughly. I want you to use me til we´ve both cum. It does turn you on to fuck your little sister like that, doesn´t it?" "Yes." "It does the same to me." "If it wouldn´t, I wouldn´t fuck you like that, you know." "Yes, I know," she smiled. He got up from the bed, threw her over his shoulder while she gasped surprised and got down with her on the floor. He made her bend over doggy style, her back arched, his hands cupping her butt. "Spread your legs," he said. She did. She noticed she liked being obedient to him. This was her fantasy as much as his. He ran the tip of his cock over her pussy lips, spreading them apart, then he pushed in, pulled out again, pushed in, this time all the way inside her tight little cunt, ramming so deep inside she went down on her elbows, unable to hold her own weight on her arms any longer. He started thrusting inside her in deep, hard strokes, when she started responding to him by pushing back, he held her hips in a hard grip and pulled her against him while fucking harder and faster, so hard, she didn´t get time to breath. He did her sweet young cunt nice and rough until she started squirming around for she was more than ready to cum. He pulled her up by putting an arm around her torsoe, then pulled her head back by her hair to make her look in his eyes. He saw pure need. Hailey needed to cum, this time he would let her. She sucked on his fingers that he pushed into her mouth. She tasted her own pussy juices while he was still taking good care of her wet snatch, pushing his prick inside, pulling out, going back in, deep and hard. He was not going to tire until she had cum, she knew he would go on fucking her for hours if she needed it. He placed one hand on her chest, his arms crushing her breasts, the other hand he put on her pussy pressing against it gently as if to say "I own you." She felt it begin deep inside as it had often before but this time it felt different, this time she was going to let go. "That´s it. Trust me." She heard his calm dark voice whisper in her ear when she came. He felt her pussy quiver and become so tight, he squirted stream after stream of thick hot cum into her. It felt as if they both would never be able to stop. They were loud and they did not even notice. They were both lost, holding on to each other as if letting go meant they were going to die. When they had both cum hard, Caleb pulled his prick out of her messed up pussy. Her thighs were shining with wetness, blood and cum. He still had his hand on her pussy and pressed it gently as Hailey moved her hips as if making love to his hand, an echoe of the fucking they had just shared. He gently picked her up and placed her on his bed, sharing his blanket with her. They were craddled up against each other, when suddenly a thought hit him. "We´ve fucked raw." Hailey got scared. He started to despairedly cover her face in kisses to calm her down. "I´ll get you the pill tomorrow, don´t you worry," he said. "It´s fine. Don´t be scared, little sister. If you take it within twenty-four hours you won´t get pregnant." "Promise?" she asked, relieved. "Yes, promise." She fell asleep almost immediately, totally spent. He brushed some strands of her damp hair aside that were witnesses to what they had shared. If she would not lie here, cuddled up against his chest, he would not believe what had happened. "Don´t be scared," he whispered although her steady breathing told him she was asleep already. Hailey Came to Please This is a continuation of the story Hailey Worked the Day Shift, but it can be read as a stand-alone story. ***** Jimmy Madison proudly slathered the pre-cum that oozed from his cock up and down its vein-covered shaft as his wife positioned the splayed petals of her shaved pussy over the tip. Large breasts hung heavy from her chest, erect nipples pointing stiffly at her husband. She closed her eyes in concentration as she struggled to stuff the bulbous head of his nine-inch erection into her very wet, gaping pussy. Despite her aroused state, it was always a pleasant struggle, and she let out a little moan of satisfaction as she finally sank down on his stiff muscle until it was completely enveloped by her warm body. She opened her eyes and smiled triumphantly at her husband, her vaginal muscles involuntarily contracting around the thick phallus. Her name was Hailey Scott and less than a year ago she had married Jimmy Madison, the man who had introduced her to the pleasures of sex when she was but a freshman in college. But he had been a senior, and after he graduated she'd lost contact with him for a number of years. Fortunately, shortly after her own graduation, she'd taken a job in Jim's hometown and they'd rekindled their relationship and soon after were married. However, during the time they'd been apart, Hailey had become a sexy little fuck slut, and now she'd discovered that the stories of her slutty past turned Jim on tremendously, much to their mutual pleasure. Once, while on a business trip, Jim had met a fellow alum who described fucking a couple of sluts at their alma mater. The man's recollection of the event led Jim to believe that the man had fucked his wife when they had been in college. He'd found the whole scenario strangely exciting. Then he listened to his wife confess to having fucked three basketball players at the same time and he'd found that intensely erotic as well. Recently, he discovered his wife had worked as a stripper during her college years, and that revelation led to the erection that was now buried balls deep in his wife's juicy pussy. Hailey slowly leaned forward allowing her husband to capture one of her hardened nipples between his teeth. That movement also caused the cock buried in her pussy to withdraw halfway, only to be forcefully re-inserted by her husband with a purposeful grunt. Her other breast smacked against Jim's cheek and he felt his wife shudder before rising off his cock again, this time leaving only the head inside before driving her pussy back down on his upturned fuck-stick. "God, you're so hard," she whispered as she began to fuck her husband enthusiastically. Moments ago, she had demonstrated her lap dancing skills for her husband and she was now reaping the rewards of her efforts. She was reminded of just how much fun it had been being a stripper in college, making men cum in their pants, feeling their cocks throb under her as they shamelessly disgorged their seed into their underwear, listening to them groan and whimper uncontrollably, feeling them clutch desperately at her hips as orgasm overtook them. She felt Jim tremble on one particularly slow down-stroke and this caused her pussy to constrict, squeezing more of her pussy juice onto his shaft. "Jeeze," grimaced Jim, grabbing her waist in an attempt to control more of the motion, but Hailey had already set the pace. She fucked her husband mercilessly on her quest to induce a toe-curling orgasm. Recently there has existed a sense of competition in the couple's love-making sessions, each trying to make the other cum first. It was almost a feeling of domination that Hailey enjoyed when she made her husband cum, which just intensified her own orgasm when it arrived. Giving her husband a lap dance and thinking about her time as a stripper got Hailey's honey-pot hot and dripping. Pussy juice and pre-cum were squelched from her vagina as her buttocks smacked rhythmically against her husband's thighs. Jim caressed the free-flowing hind parts as they flailed beneath his palms and tried to fuck her back as best he could. "Ooh, yeah," encouraged Hailey as she mashed her other boob into his face with her free hand. "Suck my nipples!" Jim did as instructed, smooshing her mammaries together with his hands until the nipples touched, then greedily sucking them both into his mouth. Hailey again closed her eyes as the electrifying sensation traveled through her body, ending up as a grinding rotation in her hips as she fucked her husband. Jim fought the urge to succumb to her talented efforts and just pump her pussy full of cum. But he was determined not to cum until he had first made Hailey climax. He loved making his wife cum, feeling her tremble and then totally letting go when her orgasm overtook her. He thrust his hips upward, completely lifting his wife off the bed. By holding his position, Jim abruptly halted his wife's movements. Hailey squealed like a little girl on a seesaw being held aloft by some mischievous boy on the playground. She realized what her husband was trying to do and it amused her. Refusing to be denied her goal, Hailey smiled down at her husband and waited patiently for him to grow tired supporting her with his hips raised off the bed as they were. When at last he couldn't support her anymore, he lowered his butt back down on the bed and Hailey let most of his cock slip from her pussy. Then, pausing a second for effect, she dropped her full weight back down on his cock forcing a loud and juicy pussy fart to emanate from their union. "Mmm, doesn't this wet pussy make you want to cum," asked Hailey cupping her breasts and pulling roughly on each nipple, all the while gyrating on her husband's dick. Having sat up to play with her titties as she fucked her husband, Jim seized the opportunity to slide the fat pad of his thumb between their bodies and begin applying a subtle, circular pressure to the side of Hailey's clit. His left hand caressed the smooth roundness of her bulging hip as he shifted his own hips, rhythmically changing the angle with which his penis entered her pussy. "Yeah, you like the way this hard cock feels in your pussy?" asked Jim, meeting her gyrations with varied thrusts of his cock. With eagerness and determination, the couple fucked each other toward orgasm. The pace was hot, the competition fierce. Bed springs squeaked and the headboard banged against the wall as moans and groans, grunts and whimpers filled the air. At one point, Jim's cock popped free and came to rest in the crack of Hailey's ass. Both participants paused to catch their breath, neither having achieved their goal. Hailey reached behind her and caressed the throbbing muscle nestled between her buns. "You're about ready to bust a nut, aren't you?" teased Hailey as she lifted her left thigh and positioned her husband's rigid fuck stick in her drooling vagina. "I don't know, Hailey," teased Jim right back at her. "I don't think you can take much more dicking before you start babbling 'ohmygodi'mgonnacum!'" "You dare mock me, sir?" smirked Hailey as she again slowly impaled herself upon his upturned erection. Jim smiled up at his sexy wife. He felt incredibly fortunate to have such a beautiful, busty woman fucking him. He continued to wonder if Hailey had ever fucked any of the customers in the club she worked in during college. How many other men had experienced what he was experiencing at this moment? Who else had she fucked silly with her talented pussy? "I do mock you, madam, but only because those are the most beautiful words you have ever spoken, and I so look forward to hearing them again," offered Jim, blatantly pouring on the charm. "Oh, I bet you say that to all the girls," replied Hailey. "Just the ones that let me fuck them 'til they cum," laughed Jim. "What if you cum first?" asked Hailey, again picking up the pace. "Did you ever fuck any guys in that club you worked at in college?" asked Jim, digging his fingers into the soft flesh of Hailey's ass. "The Sugar Shack?" Hailey paused at the top of a stroke and smiled impishly at her husband. "Well...," she said as she slowly slid back down and settled comfortably on the cock stuffed in her pussy. "Of course we weren't allowed to have sex in the club," she began, gently squeezing her husband's cock with her pussy. "But, sometimes, it sort of happens." Hailey slowly rose up and back down on her husband's cock repeatedly and deliberately as she recounted her tale. "This guy was like fifty-something and I gave him lap dances and he was really sweet and mmmh, he had a big cock, and I told him if we got a VIP room we could do more stuff," said Hailey and then she paused briefly and sat up. Jim flexed his erection deep in his wife's pussy just to let her know that he was enjoying every bit of this storytelling. Hailey flexed her pussy muscles in response, then, placing both hands on his chest stood straight up. Jim's hard cock smacked wetly against his stomach as it flopped free when Hailey stood on the bed over her husband. Then, with the swoop of her hands down her thighs, she stepped out of her g-string panties and proceeded to use them to tie her hair into a single pony tail. "In the VIP room we could give totally naked lap dances," said Hailey as she looked down on her husband. "How much?" he asked, now stroking his cock as he enjoyed the view of his naked wife standing above him. "Two fifty," "For how long?" "For a half hour," she replied, caressing her pussy with three fingers. "I see," said Jim. "We got in the room, I took my panties off, he pulled out his cock and rolled a condom on," she said, again positioning herself over her husband's engorged member. "And...?" "He just stared at me," she replied, rubbing the head of Jim's dick in the entrance of her pussy. "So...?" "So I climbed on his dick and fucked him," said Hailey sinking back down on her husband's cock. The couple resumed their enthusiastic fucking. There would be no more breaks or interruptions. This will only end once both parties had climaxed. The only question was who would go first. Shortly, that question was answered as Hailey, drenched in sweat, began to tremble and moan. She paused briefly on an upstroke to try to stave off her impending orgasm. Struggling to hold off his own orgasm, Jim quickly took control of the situation and pulled Hailey tightly to his chest, her groans muffled by his shoulder, her E-cup breasts bulged between them. Her butt was now raised above his thighs and Jim had to lift his own butt off the bed just to stay inserted in her spasming pussy. Like a piston in some sort of human fuck machine, Jimmy drove his cock repeatedly into his wife's gushing pussy. The coup de grace came when Jim gathered the sweat along Hailey's spine with his middle finger and slowly inserted it in her butt-hole and initiated her free-fall into orgasmic bliss. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," said Hailey as her trembling became uncontrollable. Hailey's vagina squeezed down on the cock in her pussy, sending a blast of semen deep into her body from Jim's orgasming organ. The couple clutched each other and trembled and moaned together; the beast with two backs had been created. If a winner were to be named it would have to be Jim, but only by a few seconds. In reality, both were winners and both knew why. Hailey Grace's First Threesome Hailey Grace first read the ad on the internet. Her subscription to the adult dating site had started out as a bad joke, one too many margaritas with the girls after a 50 Shades of Gray party. As the only unmarried girl in their circle of friend's she'd owed it to them, they argued. They needed to live vicariously through her. So, she'd done it. One of the group, a girl with a camera nearly good enough to be professional had set up a boudoir shoot while another girl mixed drinks. The resulting shots were pretty amazing looking. Hailey Grace couldn't remember her legs ever looking them long or her stomach so flat. It must have been the magic combination of photoshop, good lighting, and expensive lingerie. Within a few weeks, they'd all gotten bored, Hailey Grace included. Though she still checked it almost everyday, she'd gotten into a habit of just deleting the messages. How many good responses to "hey baby" and "wanna fuck?" were there? Still, there was at least one message that made her pause. "Looking for a masseuse," it read. "My wife and I are interested in a threesome with a hot, young bi-sexual or bi-curious lady. No experience necessary and no pressure. We're looking for a curvy young lady to spoil and teach. Must be drug and disease free. Please respond." It was just an ad. She got several of them a day, but the attached picture were amazing. He looked like a scrubbed up Charlie Hunnam and she was tiny with long brown hair. They looked gorgeous and completely normal. Most of the people who sent these ads scared her a little. She was afraid that she would be beaten up and robbed, which if you were into that, was great, but she really wasn't. After the picture, which showed them arm-in-arm in someone's backyard, beers in hand, was a short note. "Les and I saw your picture and your profile and knew we needed to send this to you. We'd love to get in contact with you." It was signed Adam. Hailey Grace bit her lip and held the mouse over the reply link. She wasn't normally into threesomes, but she didn't consider herself an expert. If all the men she'd had sex with had sex with each other, it would still only be a threesome. The phone rang and she fumbled for it, checking the caller ID before answering. "I got a hit on my dating site," she told her friend with the camera, a married girl named Sasha. "I think it was your photos." "What? My photos? Not your award winning personality?" "They haven't met my personality yet," Hailey Grace said, "just my tits and ass." "Well, I never," Sasha said. "You were decent in those photos. No slips or anything." Hailey Grace laughed and had to agree. "Yeah, you're right," she said. "Still the photos had to have helped." "Tell me more about this fish you're pulling in," Sasha said. "If he's hot we'll do some group shots." "Funny you'd say that," Hailey Grace looked back at the profile. "Funny I'd say what?" "Uh, he's not single." "A married guy is hitting on you?" Sasha made a rude noise. "Delete. You're worth more than that." "You'd never have sex with a married guy?" "I had sex with a married guy last night," Sasha said. "It was fantastic." "When you were single?" "When I was single? No." "Not even if his wife gave him permission?" "Not even if she was in the room. Ohmigod, that's it, isn't it? She wants to watch." "No, she doesn't want to watch." "Delete that ad, Hailey Grace. That is a mess you don't want to step in." Sure, thought Hailey Grace, it was easy for her to say. She had her one and only. "Okay," was all she said out loud. "I'm serious." "So am I." "We'll find a man for you, hun, don't worry," Sasha made one of her mother hen noises and Hailey Grace had to tamp down her irritation. "Okay," she said again. "Now then, why did you call?" "I wanted to see if you wanted to come over for dinner on Saturday." "Sure," Hailey Grace said. "Can I bring anything?" "Just your adorable self," Sasha said. "Alexander's bringing over a co-worker and we need a fourth." "Yeah, that sounds fine," Hailey Grace said. "What time?" "The men are coming at 6:30, but you can come over whenever you want." "All right," Hailey Grace said, "I'll text you tomorrow when I know what time I'll be over." "Sounds good, I'll talk to you later, and Hailey Grace." "Yes?" "Delete that ad." The phone went dead in her ear and Hailey Grace tossed it on the couch. She looked at her laptop for another moment, rereading the ad. Maybe Sasha was right. Maybe it was just too kinky to consider. She closed the lid and flipped on the TV. Later that night, laying in bed, she couldn't keep her thoughts from drifting back to that ad and the little tag on the end. They'd picked her out especially. It was just due to the photographs, but they'd picked her. Hailey Grace had been awkward all through her childhood and up through college. She'd had a few dates and had even had sex, but every time she was hooked up with someone it was because one of her friends had given him her number or because she'd been fourth on a group date. She'd never picked anyone her friends didn't agree with, and no one had ever picked her first. She fell asleep, but didn't sleep easily. She dreamed about warm hands running up and down her back, grabbing her hips, and pulling her hair. It was a good dream, but she woke up squirming. In the living room of her apartment she opened the laptop. She was dressed in tight-fitting yoga pants and her hair was still on top of her head as she sat cross-legged on the couch. There was another message and a picture. "We did this last night," the message read. "It would have been better if you were here." The brunette woman was sprawled out on a massage table, her back slick with oil. The man must have been taking the picture. The only part of him Hailey Grace could see was his well-muscled stomach and the base of his cock where he'd slid it into her. After her dream the night before and this picture, Hailey Grace took a deep ragged breath. Shower, she thought, I need a shower. She closed the laptop and headed for the shower. Hailey Grace loved her shower. It was one of the only things that kept her in this apartment. The apartment itself was cookie-cutter, just like a million other apartments. The bathroom though. The bathroom was sublime. The shower was large with a shower head that poured warm water over her head. It was beautiful and perfect. There was also a conveniently placed bench. She turned the hot water on, tested it, and stripped off her clothes before stepping in and ducking completely under the water, slicking her hair back. The water relaxed her and goosebumps broke out all over her arms. She washed and conditioned her hair quickly then slid down the wall onto the bench and nudged the hot water up a notch. It was hot enough to burn her skin and Hailey could see herself turning red. She blushed easily all the time, and when she thought about the email from earlier, the blush wasn't all from the heat. When she closed her eyes, Hailey Grace could still see the picture the couple had sent her. She could imagine the way the oil had smelled and felt smoothed on the petite girl's skin. Her hands slid from her knees to her hips, over her stomach and up over her ribs. She shivered and cupped her breasts, lifting them into the hot water spray. After a moment, her nipples hardened and she rolled them between her thumb and forefinger. She opened her legs and ran her hands down between them, just cupping herself against the hot water. In her mind, the couple was entering the shower. They blocked the water for a second then were through the spray, but the moment their hands were on her, it didn't matter. Hailey Grace arched her back as their hands replaced hers on her nipples, plucking and teasing, while her hands stroked up and down her pussy lips, opening her legs wider. The petite lady, Les, straddled her leg, grinding slowly while she lowered her mouth to Hailey Grace's nipple. It was so warm and so wet. The hottest shower without any of the sting. In a moment, the fingers on her other nipple were replaced with a warm, hot mouth and another hand replaced hers. The mouth left her nipple and a husky female voice whispered in her ear. "Relax, let Adam take care of you," she said. Her tongue stroked Hailey Grace's earlobe, then warm lips closed over it. Her teeth were sharp and Hailey Grace whimpered. The hands between her legs teased her, then traced rough fingers around her clit. She whimpered again and the female voice laughed again. "That's right," she said. "You just let us do all the work. I want to taste you, and then Adam's going to fuck you right here on the floor." Hailey Grace felt her mouth fall open. No one had ever spoke to her like that. In response she spread her legs wider, tracing her fingernails up her thighs. The throaty laugh made her crazy, and Les's warm lips tracing down the side of her neck and over her chest weren't bad either. As if to remind her that he was still there, Alex bit her nipple and rolled her clit with his thumb. Hailey Grace gasped and got water in her nose and mouth, shocking her out of her fantasy. The water had grown cold. With wrinkly fingers and the worst jonesing she'd had in weeks, Hailey Grace dried her hair and cleaned up the bathroom. She worked in her apartment the rest of the day, avoiding her laptop. She felt guilty for ignoring Sasha's request--well, demand really, for her to delete the message, but she wasn't just going to delete it. She had to think about it. Besides, the fantasies were pretty incredible. She'd go tonight and have dinner with this guy. Maybe he'd be incredibly good looking and she'd take him home and introduce him to her shower. Hailey Worked the Day Shift (This is a continuation of the story Hailey's Rebound, but it can be read as a stand-alone story.) * Jimmy Madison felt like the luckiest man in the world. Less than a year ago he had married the sexiest woman he had ever met. Her name was Hailey Scott and he had first met her his senior year in college when she was a freshman. He'd lost contact with her after graduating and going on to grad school, but fortunately, she'd taken a job in his hometown and they rekindled their relationship. Recently, Jim discovered that in the time that they'd been apart, Hailey had become a sexy little fuck slut. He also discovered that the stories of her escapades turned him on tremendously. A few weeks ago, Jim had met a man who described fucking a girl at the same college he had attended. The description led him to believe the man had fucked his wife when she had been in college. He found it strangely exciting. Then he listened to his wife confess to having fucked three basketball players at the same time and he'd found that intensely erotic. Now, he found himself in the basement rooting through a big box of Hailey's old yearbooks and teddy bears, searching for more evidence of her slutty past. "Seek, and ye shall find," said Jim to himself as he pulled a shoe box out from under the teddy bears. In it was a pair of clear "pole dancing pumps" with four-inch heels and platform soles. He pulled the shoes from the box and sat them on the coffee table. Stuffed in the toe of one shoe was a black, lace garter, and in the toe of the other, a pair of black, g-string panties. In the bottom of the shoebox were three or four coupons for free admission to "The Sugar Shack." Within three heartbeats, Jim's cock was completely hard. "Jimmy? You down there?" called Hailey from the top of the basement stairs as she proceeded down. Jim sat on the couch, but said nothing. He watched as manicured toes in pink flip-flops appeared at the top of the stairs. As they descended, a pair of smooth, shapely calves came into view, followed by tanned, succulent thighs. The rest of her body was obscured by one of his t-shirts that she liked to wear as a nightgown. She was carrying a basket of dirty laundry. When she reached the bottom, she saw her husband sitting on the couch with some of her belongings spread out on the coffee table. "I see you found my shoes," she said smiling nervously. "I did indeed," said Jim returning her smile. "And I suppose you want to hear the stories associated with those shoes?" asked Hailey. "You have no idea how badly I want to hear 'the stories' about those shoes," said Jim making gestures for quotation marks with his fingers in the air. Hailey put the basket down on the floor, put the shoes in the basket, picked the basket back up and headed toward the washing machine in the back of the basement. "Sit tight while I put this load of laundry on, then I'll tell you all about those shoes," said Hailey over her shoulder as she moved toward the machines, her flip-flops smacking the bottoms of her naked feet. Jim watched her bubble butt rock and jiggle under her t-shirt as she sauntered away. He never tired of watching his wife, admiring her sexy walk, or listening to her lurid tales of debauchery. He also loved the fact that she had been a total slut in college. He didn't know why, but he'd always been attracted to slutty girls and now he was married to one. Hailey had given no indication outside the house that she had ever participated in any of the activities she'd described. She didn't dress provocatively, yet all of the boys (and most of the male faculty) at the school where she teaches and coaches think she's hot, but that's because she is. If they only knew... Jim sat back on the couch and looked at the ceiling as he imagined what it would have been like to see his wife in her full slutty glory in college. He listened to the hissing of the water as the washing machine began to fill. Then he heard the sharp click that heels make on a concrete floor as Hailey exited the laundry room and walked back into the main room. Her large bra-less breasts danced freely under her shirt, her hardened nipples poking at the thin, threadbare cotton that covered them. The clear, Lucite, platform heels added five inches to her overall height while tightening and elongating all of the muscles in her legs. "So, I didn't want to present myself as a total slut on campus," said Hailey leaning back against the Lally column in the middle of the room and playing with the hem of her shirt. She then pulled the shirt up and over her head, freeing her large breasts that sat proudly on her chest, and tossed it in her husband's lap. Cupping her breasts, she pulled and twisted her erect nipples. "But I liked being sexy, and I just couldn't do stuff like this on campus," she explained as she grabbed the pole with her right hand and leaned to the side, her arm straight, her body at a forty-five degree angle. "So me and my roommate Erica went into town and got jobs at this strip club called The Sugar Shack," explained Hailey as she circled the pole, her expression lost in reminiscence. "We danced Thursday and Friday afternoons, twelve to six," she explained. Then, to Jim's utter joy and amazement, Hailey grabbed the pole with two hands, swung her legs up over her head and gripped the pole with her thighs. She released her grip with her hands and placed them on the floor under her so that she was doing a hand stand. Then, gracefully she unwound her legs, brought them over her head and down to the ground so that she was on all fours facing the pole. She wiggled her butt invitingly at her husband and looked back over her shoulder at him. "I easily would make over a thousand dollars for six hours of work," she said pulling the thong out of the crack of her ass and exposing her visibly wet pussy. Hailey rolled over onto her back, removed the tiny panties, and wrapped them around her wrist. She then patted the plump smooth mound with her fingertips as she gathered her left breast with her left hand and sucked on the distended nipple. "Dancing like this makes me so wet," she said and rolled onto her stomach, arching her back and thrusting her ass into the air. "You made all that money from tips for just pole dancing?" asked Jim adjusting his erection into a more comfortable position. "That's a lot of one dollar bills!" "Haven't you ever been to a strip club?" asked Hailey rolling onto her back and looking at him through open thighs. Jim shook his head negatively. "I made the majority of my money giving lap dances," she said smiling sweetly. "Here, let me show you." Hailey stood up and put her little panties back on, adjusting the strings so that they followed the contours of her bulbous behind evenly. She then stepped out of her fuck-me pumps and placed them neatly next to the couch. "The Sugar Shack offered topless lap dances in the VIP area, nude lap dances in the 'Sweet Suites' upstairs," she explained as she climbed onto her husband's lap. Jim, never having been to a strip club, nor having experienced a lap dance, was astonished by the overall intimacy of this unknown phenomenon. Hailey reached back and centered Jim's erection directly under her panty covered pussy and proceeded to grind; a slow, sensual grind. She leaned forward and mashed her naked tits into his chest as she whispered into his ear. "I can tell by your hard cock that you like having me sitting on your lap, my wet pussy sliding back and forth. Feel how hard my nipples are? See?" said Hailey leaning back. Jim filled both of his hands with her large, firm breasts and sucked alternately on her nipples. Hailey cooed and increased the friction of her grinding. She stared at his face as she continued the narration of her movements. "Oooh, suck my nipples. That never fails to get my pussy wet. It makes it easier for a big cock like yours to slide into my tight little pussy, and fuck me. That's what you're thinking about right now, isn't it? Fucking me? Sliding your big fucking cock into my little wet pussy, making me beg you to fuck me harder, fuck me deeper, making me cum all over your cock. You'd like that wouldn't you? You'd like me to lift up, free your cock, pull my panties aside and sink back down on it, wouldn't you? You're thinking about fucking me right here in the club aren't you, but you can't. You don't want me to get fired do you? Oh my god, I feel your cock throbbing under my pussy. If I keep grinding like this I'm gonna make us both cum. Will you cum with me? I'm getting close. We're going to make a mess of your pants but I don't care if you don't. Are you gonna cum for me? Are you gonna cum for Hailey?" Then she stopped. "Dances are two songs for forty, and that was two songs. Do you want me to continue?" asked Hailey batting her eyelashes at her husband. Jim sat stupefied, amazed at how hard and turned on he was. His mouth hung open and he couldn't speak. Hailey climbed off his lap and began to put her shirt back on. "Wait, where are you going?" he asked, frustration written all over his face. "If I stayed on your lap I'd have to charge you because the next song has started. Would you like to have another set?" asked Hailey enjoying putting her husband through the paces. "Please," answered Jim, almost demanding. "Ok," said Hailey as she dropped her shirt and stood on the couch over her husband. She grabbed the back of his head and briefly rubbed her panty covered clit over the tip of his nose. Jim found the aroma of her excited pussy intoxicating. She then turned around facing away from him and lowered her cloth covered pudenda onto his open mouth. His tongue came out and instinctively licked at the moist material covering her pussy. She lingered there for five or six seconds before sliding down his chest and settling her hot quim on top of his still throbbing erection, her hands gripping his knees for support. Jim drank in the vision of his wife's huge butt splayed on his lap, her asshole barely obscured by the thong that ran along her ass crack and disappeared into the folds of her pussy. She began to grind on his package in a circular motion, looking back now and then to enjoy his expressions of amazement and ecstasy. Hailey then sat up on his lap and gently caressed his balls with her finger tips through the material covering them. "Wow, there must be a lot of cum in these things," said Hailey, continuing her sexy banter. She reached back and pulled her thong down around her butt cheeks so that from Jim's perspective it looked like she was naked and fucking him. She lifted her hair up off her back and piled it on top of her head as she continued to gyrate and grind. "God, you're so hard," she said. "I don't even think I could get your big ole hard cock in my tight little pussy, but I bet you'd like to try wouldn't you? It looks like you could actually be fucking me right now doesn't it? Can you imagine being balls deep in my wet pussy right now? Fucking me right here in the club? The more I talk about it the more I want you to do it. Having me in the club, with all these people around." Hailey shuddered at her own words. She had forgotten how much fun this was; making men cum in their pants, feeling their cocks throb under her as they disgorged their seed, listening to them groan and whimper, feeling them clutch desperately at her hips as they came. Sometimes, she got so caught up in the fantasy that she would cum too. Those times were few and far between, but they did happen and probably with more frequency than she'd care to admit. And the money was just icing on the cake. She could think of no better way to spend two afternoons a week. Then she stopped again. "That's the end of the second song. Would you like me to continue?" Hailey said looking back at her husband. "Jesus Christ, Hailey, there isn't even any music playing," protested her husband as he tried to move her back and forth on his lap. "Those are the rules, sir," she said smiling. "Am I going to have to get the bouncer and have you thrown out of this place?" Jim smiled when he realized he was beginning to act like an asshole. Hailey smiled with him, but she couldn't help adding insult to injury. "You owe me eighty bucks, sir," smiled Hailey climbing off is lap. "Wow, I sure am glad I'm married to you," said Jim reaching for his wallet. "I'd go broke otherwise." "And I'm sure glad I'm married to you, too" said Hailey taking the four, crisp twenties he held out to her. "Because now I need a good fucking and you're just the man to do it!" "Free of charge?" asked Jim. "Meet me upstairs," said Hailey stepping back into her shoes. Jim wondered if Hailey had ever fucked any of the customers in the club. Right now, he didn't care because she was about to fuck him and that's all that really mattered.