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Let's Make a Deal

By: Brodosis



No doubt about it; Lisa's the brains of the family. She was doing very well in her first year of college and had a solid career path lined up ahead of her. Me, on the other hand, I wasn't doing so well. I had dropped out of high school 4 years ago and was having a hard time getting anywhere in the job market. A few weeks ago, however, a friend had offered me a job working in his company; all I needed was a high school diploma or some equivalent. I had decided to go for a GED, a high school equivalency certificate which was the next best thing to a high school diploma. A few weeks ago, I decided to ask Lisa for help. This wasn't easy for me; we had a real sibling rivalry built up after years of her achievements in school and my, for lack of a better term, under-achievements. I really resented the fact that it was easy for her. But I decided to rise above and see if she would help me study for the test.

Lisa was very shy and what most would call 'bookish'. She wore glasses dressed very conservatively. She has pretty eyes and...well, I guess that's it. She had never really dated in high school or college. She seemed more focused on her education than her social life. I guess that's why she was excelling, and I wasn't.

I was pretty cordial to her for a few days, then I asked her. She laughed at first. 'You really expect me to spend time helping you out with this? After all the crap I've taken from you about how 'smart' I am and how 'boring' I am, and how I 'have no life'? Now you want my help?'

I poured on the sugar. 'Lisa, I'm really not the same guy any more. I can see how you were right all along. I need your help so I can really change my life. Will you help me? Please?' She saw I was serious. 'I'll beg if I need to...' She smiled at me. Finally!

'OK. But we'll have to make some kind of a deal. And it's got to be something big, too! You've got a lot to make up for and you're really going to owe me for this!' She wagged her finger at me as she spoke.

'Anything, Lisa! You name it! Let me know and it's yours. I promise. Thank You!'

We worked out a schedule for when we could prep for the test. Then I kissed her on the forehead before I went off to work. I think this really threw her; she blushed and shooed me away, embarrassed. She looked really cute just then; it was a shame that she didn't really seem interested in guys. She was very awkward and self-conscious around guys, especially my friend Larry. I think she had a crush on him. Larry thought so too, but he found Lisa too 'plain', too 'quiet'.

Our first tutoring session went well. It was tough for me but Lisa was a good teacher; patient and thorough. I didn't bring up the 'deal' that we still hadn't finalized because I was afraid to hear what she might want...a year of free car washes? A date with my friend Larry? I knew she had been talking about having her bedroom painted; god that would suck. But I'd do it, I was a man of my word. I just wasn't going to be the one to bring it up...Lisa did. I should have known she wouldn't forget.

'So, Kenny; about that 'deal'...I think I might know what I want you to do...but I have a few questions first.' Her eyes darted nervously about the room as she spoke.

'Shoot! Ask me.'

'You said you'd do anything, right?'

'Yeah, I think I did...why?' Man. This was going to be rough, I could feel it.

'Did you mean it? Anything?'

'Well, yeah! I told you, I need to pass this test bad! What've you got in mind, Lisa? C'mon! 'Fess up!'

'Well...I...' There was a long pause. The suspense was killing me. 'I want to think about it some more...We'll talk again tomorrow night.' She had a very serious look on her face as she gathered her books up and started to walk away.

'Aw. Lisa, that's not fair! You gotta tell me!' I called after her to no avail. For the next 24 hours or so I wondered just what menial chore I'd have to do for her for the rest of eternity to pay her back not only for her help with my test, but for years of spitefully denigrating her about who she was. I guess I had it coming. At our next session, we sat on her bed. In the middle of an exercise I closed the book we were using. 'Lisa...are you going to tell me what it is that I owe you? It's torture not knowing...or is that your plan? Making me sweat?'

'No, Kenny. It's just not easy to...come right out and...say. I mean...' She was clearly very uncomfortable.

'Look, Lisa--say it! We'll both feel better! Really!' God, it was driving me mad!

'OK. What I was thinking...' Her voice dropped down to almost a whisper. 'I was...I want you to teach me some things.'

I looked at her confused. What the hell could I teach her? How to replace her alternator? She was dead serious and really nervous. 'Teach you? Lisa...what do I know to teach you that you don't already know?'

'Sex.' My head felt like it was just smacked with a mallet. She had never said anything like that to me before. No wonder she was so uncomfortable.

'Oh...well...um, OK,' I said, trying to act very mature and matter-of-fact. 'I guess after we finish with this stuff you can ask me anything you want...but jeez, Lisa; you're in college and--'

She interrupted me calmly. 'No, Ken. I don't want to talk to you about it.'

Now I was more confused than ever. 'Then what...'

'I want to do...things...' Her eyes met mine and she had to see the look of stunned disbelief on my face.

'I know all about sex. I've just never done any of it... I guess you've been right when you've said that I had no life. And I know you've had experience...I thought you could show me what it's like.' Lisa looked like she might burst into tears at any second. This was difficult for her. 'I mean...I'd like to find out what it's like with you...my brother, before finding out...you know, with someone I hardly know and stuff...' I didn't want to upset her, but what she was talking about was crazy! She was my sister! She was obviously really mixed up about some things and it was my job to help her straighten her head out.

I treaded lightly...'Look, Lisa...I can understand your curiosity if you've never had any...experience before. But for us to...We can't, Lisa! It's not right.' Her eyes had welled up with tears as she listened. Great. My refusing was hurting her feelings. Man, she had some serious issues...She started sobbing. I tried the only way I could think of...'Lisa, c'mon...It'll happen! You know it will! You just need to get out there and date some more...It's just a matter of---'

Sniffling, she interrupted again. 'Kenny, you said anything. Anything! This is what I want! I thought about this long and hard! You can't go back on your word!' Her words were coming out choked through the tears. 'Forget your test! Forget it! If the deal's off, then the deal's off!' Now she looked at me angrily. The tears were replaced by an angry scowl and she waited for my move.

'Lisa. It's wrong. Please don't do this. I need this diploma and...'

'We made a deal. And you promised.' She wasn't budging. She looked pissed.

My mind reeled. How could I fix this? Compromise? Was I insane?

'Whew...Um, I don't know what to do here, Lis. I can't do it; I mean...well,' I exhaled loudly. 'What..'things' did you have in mind?' I was utterly amazed as my penis began to stir in my pants. What the?

Lisa still had that pissed off look on her face. She paused. 'Things. You know. What you do with a girl when you're...fooling around; what the girl does to you...I know what happens; I just want to know what it's like... '

'Kissing? Petting? That stuff?' I offered. Keep it simple...If I were actually going to entertain this notion, I wanted to get off easy. My dick seemed to be feeling just the opposite...What the hell was going on?

'Yes, and other stuff. C'mon, Kenny, you know what I'm talking about. You're stalling. What is the first thing you try with a girl when you're...messing around?' Her voice had steadily risen over the last few minutes; I motioned her to quiet down. It was pretty late and our parents were asleep a floor away, but to get caught discussing such things...

'I...Jeez, Lisa...I guess it would be feeling her breasts. Yeah.' I simply could not believe it, but I had a semi-erection and it was growing by the second. I shifted on her bed, trying to accommodate it; hoping Lisa wouldn't notice. Then, in what seemed to me like slow motion, she took her glasses off, reached over to her nightstand and flicked the 3-way light to it's dimmest and started unbuttoning her blouse. I couldn't believe my eyes. 'Lisa...man...I'm...' The sight of her boobs packaged tightly in her bra stopped me short. I had never ever seen Lisa in anything even close to revealing; not even in a bathing suit, not since we were little kids. The way she dressed nowadays, one would even wonder if there was any kind of body under her clothes at all...but good lord, they were fantastic. I guessed 36-C. As my eyes drank them in a combination of shame and excitement, she reached behind her back to undo her bra strap. I tried to speak and failed miserably. My god, I was about to see my sister's tits...

They were fantastic. Perhaps the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen up close and in person. And they belonged to my baby sister...They stood out from her naked chest proudly and hung ever so slightly; their nipples hard and a vibrant pink. Open up any issue of Playboy or Penthouse; this is what you'd see. Who knew, I kept thinking; who knew...

She sat before me, trembling in anticipation. She took a deep breath and said, 'Now show me. Show me what you do.' I knew she was looking at me, and I tried to look up at her face, but...they were magnificent.

My voice was a hoarse whisper. 'Lisa, this is crazy. I can't...' And yet, I began to think that perhaps I could just touch them for a bit, we had a deal and all that. As my hand reached with one trembling hand for one of her perfect tits, one part of my mind seemed to detach completely from my consciousness. I realized that yes, I wanted to touch it, very badly...My cock was completely hard and throbbing. 'Lisa...I'll do this much for you, but that's it.' I heard my own voice tremble. 'We can't go any further than this...Ok?' She ignored me.

I gently took one breast in my hand. I searched Lisa's face for any sign of her changing her mind; I found none. I started softly massaging it. I could hear her breathing now. My fingertips instinctively went for her large, hard nipple and started lightly pinching it. Lisa gave a little gasp and closed her eyes. I slid over a bit closer to her and continued my stroking, pinching, massaging. After a few moments she asked, 'Is that all you do, Kenny?' in a voice that had deepened considerably. She knew the answer was no.

'Lisa! Please don't make me do this!' I looked at her plaintively, shaking my head. She just stared back at me, waiting, her eyes half-closed. This is insane, I thought, as I reluctantly bent over and put my mouth over the nipple. I molested it with my tongue and bit its tip gently between my teeth. I sucked on it lightly and kissed all around it. She had put her hand on the back of my head, cradling it to her boob. Lisa was breathing heavily as I suckled her tit. Her eyes were still closed. I reached up with my other hand and began fondling the other breast. Lisa whispered 'Ohhhhhh,' up into space.

After a few more minutes of this, she whispered, 'Then what, Kenny? Hhhhhhh...Then what do you do?' While still sucking her titties, I reached down and slid my hand up her inner thigh towards her crotch, not really thinking clearly anymore. But suddenly, Lisa stopped me...Thank god...Was she having second thoughts? Was this a test? A trap? God, I hoped she didn't hold it against me that I had gone as far as I did. I knew she couldn't go through with it...

Lisa slipped off the bed and stood up. She unfastened her belt, kicked her flats off and undid the zip to her slacks. My jaw was in my lap. She stripped to her white cotton panties. I was in shock: my baby sister was a beautiful young woman; slender hips, tight, lean legs, those wonderful tits...She hopped back onto the bed and returned to the same spot next to me, kneeling. 'Then what? Go ahead...' she said, closing her eyes. I looked down into the crotch of her underwear. The little mound was so pretty; so perfect. Her inner thighs were creamy and smooth, inviting...my hand somehow found its way onto her upper thigh. It felt like velvet in my hand.

Lisa closed her eyes again. 'Show me, Ken. Show me what happens,' she said, widening the gap between her knees considerably as my hand slipped up towards her pussy. I could see clearly what I was doing but it seemed so unreal; so dream-like. I touched the center of the crotch of her panties with the tips of my fingers. I could feel her pussy lips through the thin fabric. Lisa's mouth opened and she took a few harsh breaths. 'Show me...show me....hhhhhhh....' I began to rub my sister's cunt through her undies.

'Oh...ohhhhhhhh....uh.....Ohhhhhh....' she moaned as she lay back onto her bed and spread her legs for my probing fingers. A small dark stain appeared under where I was gently rubbing; my fingertips were starting to get slippery from her pussy juices soaking through. I massaged her mound over her moistening panties with one hand and massaged her tit with the other as she lay spread-eagle in front of me. The way her hair fell around her head as she lay there, the sexy expression on her face as she writhed at my touch, the fantastic young body that lay before me; I could not believe at that moment that I had ever called this girl 'plain'. My dick felt about to explode as I brought my sister's almost naked body to climax. Her hips started to gyrate as I rubbed through her panties at her hardened knob...Goosebumps covered her arms and legs. She arched her back suddenly and grabbed a tit in each hand, squeezing them roughly...and came. She bit her lower lip as her orgasm ripped through her; her hips bucked up and down wildly as I strained to keep my hand in her crotch. I wanted to finish her off completely. After about 30 seconds, she lay still, her breathing coming back to normal. 'God, Kenny....That was wonderful...'

Reality came flooding back to me with the sound of her voice. What had we just done? This is something we could never 'un-do'; there was no turning back from this. I climbed off the bed and stepped over our books, delirious. Lisa gazed over at me. Her eyes immediately fell upon my hard cock bulging through my pants.

'Wait--we're not done!' Lisa reached an arm out lazily toward me.

'Yes, Lisa. Yes we are,' I said as I walked out of the room and closed the door behind me. My legs were shaking. I entered my room and got undressed. Climbing into bed, I could not get the thought of Lisa's newly revealed, beautiful young body out of my head. I reached down to caress my still-hard penis. If you stayed in her room, it might've been Lisa doing this to you now, I thought as I jerked myself off. I struggled to tell myself that I had done the right thing by leaving; but as I masturbated I was fixated on my younger sister's perfect, unspoiled body. I came into a t-shirt and fell into a fitful sleep.

The next day I was in a constant state of anxiety. I had tried to go over the material for my test on my own during the afternoon with disappointing results. I just couldn't do it. Of course, the previous night's events were still on my mind and they provided a major distraction, as well. But I was just not cut out for studying. I wouldn't be able to get that job and I'd be stuck working at the garage forever unless I played Lisa's game. I was torn...I guess I did get a little bit carried away that night, but deep down I still felt it was wrong. Both for me and for her. But, had I really done wrong? I mean, I never really did touch her genitals directly; her panties still covered them...I had debated these things all night. I needed this job; I needed it bad. I had three days left and Lisa was the only one who could help me. I'm going to try to talk to her one more time. That's all I can do, I thought. It was around midnight, and I could hear her tv was on in her bedroom. I lightly knocked on the door.

'Come in...' she called. I walked in and immediately saw that she was wearing a short nightshirt as she lay on her bed watching tv. In the past, she never would have invited me into her room; and if she was ever seen just before bedtime, she was usually wearing a big thick robe that covered her pj's. She was lying on her stomach, the shirt ending just high enough so her ass cheeks were exposed. I could see so much of them, I guessed that Lisa was wearing a thong. She made no move to cover up. 'Hi, Ken.' was all she said. She wasn't even looking my way. She was playing hardball.

'Lisa...I don't know what to do...I need your help...But I can't play by your rules. I think you're a little confused about some things right now and--'

'I'm not confused about anything Ken. You're the one who's confused; about a deal we made yesterday. I'm sticking to it. You want something from me; I want something from you. It's perfectly fair.' She was still looking at the tv, appearing disinterested in our conversation.

'Perfectly fair! You...extortionist!' She knew who was in control here. I had no choice. I gave in. 'OK, Lisa. What is it you want? I give up. You've got me where you want me. Now what?'

She looked up at me; her body shifting on the bed so that her nightshirt rode up a bit more. She wasn't wearing a thong after all. She wasn't wearing anything under that shirt!. Her entire naked ass was exposed. This didn't seem to bother her at all. In fact...she must have been waiting for me to give in! She had an impish grin on her face as she said, 'Oral sex. Tonight, you'll show me oral sex and tomorrow I'll spend the afternoon with you studying. That's what I want.' She looked up at me with a look I had never seen from her before. Power. It was her terms or nothing.

'Oral...you mean me...doing you or, you...' I just couldn't even imagine this.

'Both.' She sat up in her bed facing me with her knees bent, legs apart. I saw Lisa's naked pussy for the very first time. I stood in shock looking at her thin, glistening lips showing through her soft and sparse 19 year old bush. She knew the power she could have over a man. I could feel myself start to lose it again as my dick stirred in my shorts. Her pussy was beautiful. Pink and perfect, with very little hair surrounding it. I thought, just for a second, that it could be worse...she could've wanted me to rotate her tires or something...This was a pussy that, had it not belonged to my little sister, I would have loved to go to town on. My cock was at full attention in seconds. I couldn't hide it in my boxers. She had to have seen it growing as I stared at her cunt. I was momentarily mesmerized by it.

'Um, you want me to...show you, er...first?' I asked weakly.

'Sure.' She reached over and snapped her lamp to dim again. She left her glasses on; this she wanted to see. 'How should I sit? Should I lay down or...'

'Just stay put.' I climbed into bed and moved in between her knees. As I moved in closer to her pussy, Lisa looked down at me with a look that said 'I'm trusting you.' That actually meant a lot to me. I tried to look reassuring. I guess she had to trust me to have started this whole thing...suddenly I felt a bit more like her brother than I did the night before. And here I was, inches from one of the prettiest pussies I had ever seen. It was just so damned small and cute and delicate...I slipped my arms under her thighs and pulled her legs open farther.

She lay back on her pillows and closed her eyes. I kissed her lightly on her cunt lips once; then again. Then, during the next kiss, I slid my tongue around the thin lips a little bit. Licking lightly up and down her slit, I lingered a bit at the sheath covering her clit. She moaned as I worked my tongue into her pussy; yes, she was a virgin. I knew it. I continued licking her lips. 'Oh, Ken...that feels so beautiful...' Her clit was hard and swollen now; her juices were flowing freely. I felt a hand at the back of my head, urging me on. I increased the pressure of my licking, working hard on her clit. 'Oh my god, Kenny...This is even better...oh...than last night....mmmm....'


Let's Make a Deal



Many thanks to HMAuthor for all the hard work in editing and improving this story from a previous version. 

*

"Never," she said.

They were watching a show on one of their premium channels, and the two characters were discussing anal sex. Not that anyone on that show or channel would ever depict it.

But Dane turned to Andrea when the characters started talking about it. She saw his head turn but didn't even look at him as she spat out the word. He knew she knew he was joking, because he had long ago given up the idea that he could ever persuade her to take him in her ass.

It was something he could watch in porn videos, but would never have the chance to do, and while he would have liked to experience it at least once, he could live without it, because life with Andrea was nearly perfect. They had been married 17 years, had three children who were exasperating pre-teens but basically good kids, and they were both successful in their careers.

And even though no ass was allowed, Andrea was still exciting in bed. Both of them worked out and were fit, and their lovemaking was athletic and imaginative. They were always trying new things to add to the repertoire they enjoyed on their large bed.

"Never," he said.

"Come on, Dane," she said. "Don't push my hand away. I know you're going to like it. Just try it one time."

"How can you even be interested in something so disgusting and unnatural," he said. "God made that hole for one reason, to get rid of all the waste in our bodies. Pushing something into it is so perverse that it makes me almost throw up thinking about it."

"That's not fair, Dane," she said. "Don't parrot what I say about anal sex. This is totally different. And you have to admit that when I put my finger in there, it really arouses you."

"Absolutely," he said. "And when you put a second finger in there, it turns me off just as quickly. You're not doing that for me. It's for you. And the couple of times you snuck three in, it actually started to feel really uncomfortable, like you were pushing a square peg into a round hole."

"You have no idea how many times I've used two fingers on you when you thought it was one," she said. "You can take them easily. And I know if you relaxed a little, I could do a lot more. And yes, it does get me all aroused to watch my fingers going into you. I admit it. Don't you want your wife to be excited about sex?"

"Not that way," he said. "You really want to get your fist in there, don't you? I'll bet you've been watching women fisting men on the Internet. You don't have to say anything. I can tell from your expression. Those guys are probably gay, number one, and secondly, they've been doing that for years, so their assholes are trained for fisting.

"I hope you don't want me to be one of them. I'm happy with our life, including our sex life. But I'm not happy that you keep trying to get your hand into my ass. I've respected your wishes about anal. I wish you'd respect mine."

"I got a call from Valerie today," Andrea said one night when they were preparing for bed.

"That's the one who's--," he said.

"Yes, she's a lesbian, and yes, she's the one I experimented with in college. But the stories I tell you about us are embellished a lot to get you excited, so don't even bring them up."

"You get even more excited than I do when you tell them," said Dane. "What do you mean, don't bring them up?"

"I mean, when you see her," she said. "She's moving to town, and we'll be getting together. She's very funny about men. She told me she gets along fine at work, but socially she can't stand to be around them. For some reason, they just disgust her. So you won't be seeing too much of her. When you do, just don't mention my stories, OK? She might get really upset that I told you about us."

"Don't worry," he said.

He didn't hear about Valerie again until a month later, when they were alone at bedtime. "She wants to have sex with me," said Andrea after telling him they'd gotten together a few times.

"Are you asking for a free pass," he said. "It's a great idea for a movie, but I don't think it's so funny in real life."

"Would you be jealous, like if it were a guy?" she said.

"Not the same way," he said. "That might be the end of our marriage. And I know you feel the same way about me cheating. To be honest, I don't know exactly how I'd feel, but my gut reaction is that I don't like the idea."

"It wouldn't be cheating, because you'd know about it."

"So are you asking me right now for permission."

"No, but I'm asking you right now for something else."

While they were making noisy love for the next hour, he wondered for a moment if thinking about Valerie making love to her had gotten her so excited.

They had just gone to bed two weeks later, and she was stroking his penis and playing with his testicles. He was getting aroused when she put her mouth to his ear and began licking inside. Then she whispered, "I'm asking for permission."

"What?" he said, pulling his head away and pushing her hands off his package. He knew exactly what, and she knew that he knew.

"I'd like to have sex with Valerie," she said. "She's been talking about it a lot, and I don't think it would hurt our relationship, because it would be totally different from what we have. And it would only be once. And, yes, thinking about it really turns me on. OK, now tell me why you object."

"No," I said. "I'm not getting into the trap of talking about it. You're a saleswoman. You can sell ice to eskimos. You can create deals with smoke and mirrors. I'm not in your class. So all I'll say is no, you don't have my permission, and if you do it anyway, I'll know, or eventually I'll find out, and when I do, I will be extremely upset and angry.

"I honestly don't know what I would do then. Maybe I would get over it, maybe not. Is this important enough to you to put the future of our family in jeopardy?"

"What are you talking about?" Andrea said. "Why are you making such a big deal out of this?"

"I've said my piece." he said, and he turned his back to her, wondering if she would resume her foreplay. She didn't. She just lay on her back silently. He was tired anyway, he thought, as he drifted off to sleep.

He didn't initiate lovemaking for a week, and she didn't either. He wondered if the kids noticed how cordial they were to each other without meaning it.

The frost melted a week later, again at bedtime. He was sitting on the bed in his boxers, and she had taken off all her clothes and was standing in front of him. He saw she was excited and was anticipating some sexual gymnastics but not what burst out of her mouth. "I have a deal for you," she said.

"A deal?" he said. "What are you talking about."

"I've talked it over with Valerie. You know, despite her appearance and her sexual preference, she's a wonderful and giving friend and very vulnerable. She really needs this with me. For me, it's just something that excites me, but for her, it's much more."

"Please stop the Powerpoint and get to the deal," he said.

"Valerie says that all men want threesomes," Andrea said. "Despite her distaste for men, she knows a lot about them. She's willing to do a threesome with you and me. You would get anal, and she would get me."

"I don't want anal with Valerie," I said.

"No, it would be with me," said Andrea.

"I can't believe you would be willing to let me in your ass just to have sex with Valerie," he said. "You're doing a 180. This is totally not you."

"Well, I'll be honest with you. Valerie says that the threesome will be enough for you, and she's going to work it so you won't even want anal. She guarantees that I won't have to give up my ass. I told her that I know you, and you'd probably want it anyway, no matter what happened.

"But the idea that I may not have to do it is making this easier for me. That's probably her sales job on me. But yes, she said I should tell you that I will offer you my ass just this one time if we do this. But it will be one time only, and if you turn it down -- and Valerie says you will -- you won't get a second chance."

"I smell a trick," he said. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

"Maybe," she said. "But that's because Valerie's not telling me everything either. She wants to keep it mysterious and exciting. That works for me."

"I just thought of something," he said. "Maybe you've been talking to her about fisting me. That's not even on the table. If I agree to this, you have to swear that you won't try to fist me during the threesome, and you also have to promise you'll never try it for the rest of your life."

"I swear I won't try to fist you Friday night," she said, "and I won't even try to get more than three fingers in you for the rest of your life -- unless you tell me it's OK."

"That's never going to happen," he said.

"Never say never," she said. "Maybe some day you'll love me so much that you'll give me a special present, like I'm doing when I offer my ass to you Friday night."

"Don't count on it," he said. "I haven't even said whether I'm going to take the deal. Friday night is three nights away, so I'll think about it, but I can tell you right now, I don't like the deal. I don't like the fact that it's not transparent and there's some hidden stuff. And even if there weren't, this is way beyond what we've ever done for excitement, and I'm thinking there might be a big price to pay that we can't even imagine." 

"I'm not counting on anything," she said. "I've thought of that, too, so I'm not going to give you my sales pitch. However, I am going to do my best to persuade you in other ways."

She couldn't talk any more after that, because she had dropped to her knees, and her mouth was full of him. The next hour was amazing, and so was the next night. On Thursday night after two hours, she had just managed to arouse him again and was preparing her next act when he gasped, "Stop! OK. You've worn me down. I'll do it."

She didn't say a word, but her eyes shone as she gave him such a powerful hug that he thought his chest would cave in.

Valerie had a pretty face, but she wore no makeup and had a buzz haircut. She had a great figure, too, especially her ass. She and was a lot more muscular than Andrea, but not so overdeveloped that she looked a like a man. When she took off her clothes, he saw that her breasts weren't abundant like Andrea's, but they were nicely proportioned and round and firm. Andrea had a large bush, because she knew he liked that, but Valerie's was like a forest compared to Andrea's shrubbery. Valerie's voice was very low, and he wondered if she worked on that or it was natural.

The three of them undresssed in silence, and then Valerie spoke. "Andrea told you that I like to be in charge," she said.

"She never said anything about that," said Dane.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Dane, I just found out about this last night, and I meant to tell you, but it just slipped my mind," said Andrea, sounding pained. He wondered if she was telling a little white lie. If she had told him last night, they might not be standing here naked.

"Are you going to back out about this and go home?" said Valerie, looking at Dane contemptuously.

"I guess not, but are there any more surprises like that coming, which you also conveniently forgot to tell me about?" he said to Andrea.

"No, I promise you," said Andrea. "I told you everything I know, but Valerie knows more because she's in charge."

"OK," said Valerie. "We're starting off with the two of you. Dane, lie down in the middle of the bed, and Andrea, get on top of him in the 69 position. Dane is going to eat Andrea until she has at least one orgasm, and Andrea is going to use whatever she wants to get Dane to the edge of his orgasm.

"But remember what I told you, Andrea. We women can have orgasms one after another all night long, but men get progressively weaker each time they come. Most men just want to go to sleep after the first one. So you're not going to let Dane come until later. You're going to arouse him and tease him until he's dying to come. That will pay off later when he has a huge orgasm."

"Wait a second," said Dane. His voice was muffled because he was speaking through a thick growth of moist hair that was covering his mouth. "This is also something new."

"I'm sorry," said Andrea from above him. "Valerie has been teaching me a lot about men. I've been wanting to try this on you at home, but I decided to wait until after today. I apologize because I wanted it to be a surprise. Please believe me. I wasn't trying to keep it a secret for any other reason."

"I'm sure he understands," said Val impatiently. "We haven't got all day. Can you two get started. I'm not going to say anything for a while, but then I may tell you some things to do and encourage you."

He felt Andrea's mouth close around him and suck hard. Soon she had his entire member down her throat. She couldn't do this when they were married, but even though his pole was pretty thick and very long, she gradually learned to take it and it was a point of pride for her. He liked it, but the sight of her doing it was much more arousing than the feeling of it, and now all he could see was damp matted hair.

He was amazed at how copiously her juices were flowing out of her. Usually, when he started moving his tongue through her hair, she was dry, and it wasn't until he got to her lips that he felt any moisture. Tonight she was so excited that her flower was already open, and her thick pungent fluid was pouring out of her like a waterfall. The more he moved his tongue around inside her and his head between her thighs, the more juice he was covered with.

He wondered if it was the excitement of having Valerie watching them that turned Andrea on. It didn't excite him, but Andrea's fingers playing with this balls and then roughly pulling them this way and that while she was sucking hard and moving her head up and down on him was doing that nicely.

"Watch out Andrea," he heard Valerie say. "He's starting to squirm around like he's ready to explode. Take it down a notch like I told you." He felt the suction stop and the fingers let go of his balls. Andrea's mouth pulled off of him. He felt one of her hands grasp him and start pumping very slowly and then gradually get slower until it stopped and she was just holding him. He felt his urgency disappearing, and when she let go of him, he felt his penis plopping down between his legs. There was a slightly uncomfortable feeling at his crotch, and he was no longer aroused.

But Andrea certainly was. As his tongue worked over her clitoris and around inside of her juicy vagina, he felt her begin shifting, and he knew that was the giveaway that she was about to come.

"OK, start on Dane again, Andrea. You did that well, but start a lot slower this time. Dane, I want you to time your tongue to Andrea's mouth. Get in the same rhythm, and as Andrea increases the tempo, stay with her."

He slowed down to match Andrea's slow movement of her mouth, which was barely sucking, and as she began sucking harder and moving faster, so did he. Andrea began shifting again.

"You seem to be almost there, Andrea. Let go of him and concentrate on his face. That's it. You're trying to control your movements. Let go and wipe your vagina all over his face. That's it. You've got a good back and forth motion going. Dane, try to get to her clitoris whenever it's within reach, but otherwise just push your head off the pillow as far as you can so she has maximum contact as she rubs herself on your face. That's it Andrea. Your face is bright red. It's beautiful. When you start coming, press even harder against Dane as you're going back and forth and see how many orgasms you can have. There, I see the first one, two, three, four, five, great, six, seven, eight. You're slowing down. Try for one more. There that was a big one. You look so rapturous when you're coming. I wish I had two faces so one of them could be watching while the other one was eating you. Maybe we could do a video someday with one camera on your face and one camera on my face in your vagina. I think you better lift yourself off of Dane now. It looks like he's a little worse for wear."

Dane was not only worse for wear, he was barely alive. When Valerie had told Andrea to start wiping herself on him, he was taken by surprise. He tried to follow the instructions and lick at Andrea's clitoris, but soon he had to forget that, because Andrea was pressing down on him and mopping his face from her vagina to her anus. His face was already covered with her juices, and now she was pushing them into his mouth and his nose and his eyes and his hair. He was like an inanimate object that she was using to masturbate with.

The worst was when she started to come. Her bottom slammed down on his face, and his nose was trapped between her cheeks and he couldn't breathe at all. His head began to get lighter and lighter as he was smothered, but he couldn't move it. He knew it would be just seconds until he would pass out, and then Andrea rose quickly off of him and jumped up and turned around to look at him.

"Oh, Dane, I'm so sorry. I just lost control totally. That was the best oral you've ever given me. I can't believe it. Are you OK?"

He could only nod. He felt weak and exhausted, and he wanted everyone to go away and let him die in peace.

"Let's let him recover for a while," said Valerie matter of factly. "Why don't you get him a glass of water, Andrea."

It took 15 minutes for Dane to start breathing normally again. As soon as she saw he was nearly recovered, Valerie began speaking again.

"You're pretty good for a man, Dane," she said. "But now it's time to move from amateur to the pros. Valerie said we had to do this as a threesome even though it's really a duet, so you're going to lie back down on your back, and she's going to lie on top of you, with her ass on your stomach. All I want you to do, Dane, is reach around her and grab those big juicy melons -- God, I wish I had four hands -- and begin working them. I want you to be gentle, and I want you to be hard. I want you to caress the nipples, and I want you to grab them and pull them into the air. I want you to cup your hands and stroke over the nipples and the bottom of the breasts, and I want you to grab them again and pull them in every direction. I want you to knead, and I want you to squeeze. Anything you can think of to do to her breasts with your hands is fair game. It's like a game between you and me. You'll be trying to focus her on her breasts, and I'll be trying to focus her on her crotch. The two competitions will send her mind ricocheting back and forth until she explodes like dynamite. Got it?"

"Yes," he said weakly.

"Man up!" she said with a growl. "Remember what your reward is going to be later. Don't wimp out on us." She was like a Marine drill instructor, he thought as Andrea lay on top of him and he reached around for her breasts.

As he began working them, he saw her legs go up in the air and then move back toward his head. He saw Valerie holding Andrea's thighs right below the knees and pushing them back while spreading them wide apart.

"I'm doing this to push your vagina up in the air, Andrea," said Valerie. "Not only that, but it's spreading you wide open, so that I can get in deeper than you think is possible. I'm going to start on the area between your vagina and ass. I'll gradually work up from there, but I'm not going to tell you anything else. The rest is my secret technique, which I share with no one, not even you. We'll see how you like it. I'm going to stop talking now. Mmmmmm."

Dane began working on the breasts, and he felt Andrea respond. Then he felt her body jump off him and come down again as she gave a little shriek. From that moment, even though he pushed and pulled and pinched and squeezed and stroked and grabbed, he felt she was no longer responding to him.




Let's Make a Deal



Later, she told him that the moment she jumped was the moment Valerie's tongue touched her. But it was a combination of tongue, fingers, lips and breath that took control of her. She didn't know what Valerie was doing exactly, but it was so exhilarating and intense that it was almost painful to experience. She said that there was a slow buildup to the climax, but even in the slow stages, the feeling was more powerful than anything sexual she had ever felt, and she began coming almost right away and continued coming harder and harder until a gigantic explosion at the end.

She said it was nothing against him, and he was still the best lover she had ever had because he could do things that Valerie couldn't. And she said that Valerie told her later that she had pulled out all the stops and done a lot more than she should have at one time, because she lost control of herself. Andrea told him that she couldn't take something that intense very often or she would have a heart attack.

What he felt lying underneath her was her body flipping and flopping like a fish at the end of the pole, desperately trying to free itself of what was controlling it and becoming more and more frantic and exhausted at the same time. Sometimes it jumped up and down, slamming painfully into his chest and stomach. Sometimes it was sliding back and forth across him in one direction and then seemingly bouncing off something into another direction, like pool balls or bumper cars. For him it was also exhausting.

When it was over, they both lay there like limp dishrags. Dane saw Valerie get up from between Andrea's legs and stand over them. Sweat was pouring down her face, but she had huge smile spread from ear to ear. She leaned over and kissed Andrea on the mouth, but Andrea was too tired to respond. Then Valerie got up, and he heard noises as she was doing something in the room. She seemed to be moving around a lot, but he didn't see her. After a while, she pulled up a chair next to the bed and sat there and stared at Andrea until both Andrea and Dane began to stir once more.

She let them rest for another 15 minutes after that, and nobody spoke. Finally, Valerie stood up, and said, "I'm not going to talk about what just happened, because for me it was beyond words. Now it's time to finish. Dane hasn't had his release yet, so he's going to get the gigantic orgasm that Andrea was building him up for. And I'm going to get it all on video.

"I've been taking classes in shooting and editing video for the last year, and with all the lights we've got on in this room, it should be crystal clear HD. While you were recovering, I put up some special lighting, and I've got three video cameras, one above you. See it? And there are two others at body level from different angles. They're going to capture the last part, and then I'll give you my professional edit as a present.

"Now, Dane, you can stay there on your back, but I want Andrea to get back in the 69 position that you started in. To begin with, both of you are going to work on each other, just like you did at the beginning. Good, you're ready. My cameras are synchronized. And action!"

Dane began pushing his tongue at Andrea, but it was tough going, because her pubic hair was soaked with her juices and matted together as thick as a rug. She leaned forward and sucked him in and began playing with his testicles. Despite his exhaustion, he was quickly hard. He saw Valerie come over to the bed and bend down. She was whispering something in Andrea's ear. The next moment, he felt Andrea's hands leave his balls, although her head continued without missing a beat. 

Then he felt her hands grab his thighs behind the knees and pull his legs up in the air. She was pulling them back and out like Valerie had pulled hers back, and now he felt himself in the position that Valerie had put Andrea before. His rear was in the air and he felt his asshole opening. He suddenly felt very vulnerable, and just as he felt a finger with some greasy stuff go into him, he understood and went crazy.

"You lying bitch," he screamed, "you promised you wouldn't---"

But that was all he could say, because Andrea had shifted her ass back, and it was now covering his entire face, including his nose and mouth. He couldn't talk and he couldn't breathe. He felt her anus over his mouth, and his nose being pushed into the crack between her cheeks, and then it was like before -- he was losing consciousness and he was going to die.

Andrea lifted up from him before that happened, and she spoke to him while he was gasping for air. "Look Dane, I didn't break my promise," she said, and he saw her arms move back. She shook them above his face as he gasped.

He sputtered between gasps. "So it's her finger," he said. "That makes no difference. You promised."

"I swore that I wouldn't try to fist you tonight or the rest of your life without your permission, and I'm keeping my promise. But Andrea said she's giving this to me as a present for what I just did with her. I'm not going to touch you, but I'll get to watch her, and then I'll have the video, so I promise to never bring it up again."

He had caught his breath again and began to shout, "You know what I mean. You're pulling a dirty trick on me. You're not going --." Again his words were cut off as Andrea slid her ass on top of his face.

He heard Valerie say from between his legs, "That's enough. You've told him what I'm doing, Andrea. It's not your fault. I'm the one who decided to give you this gift that you've been asking him for and he's refused you.

"OK, he's out of breath again. You can lift up. I want you to move just a bit forward. I'm pulling my finger out of him now to help you adjust. Let me move you to the right position. There. OK, now you're set. And I'm coming back in front. Let me put my finger back in. In and out it goes. Do you feel him squirming under you? Good.

"What I've done is put your asshole right over his mouth, but his nose is no longer pressed into your crack. It's buried in your thick ass hair. The hair is sweaty and smelly, but he can breathe through it, although not easily, so he won't get enough air to cause any trouble. Now, take your hands and put them behind you. As you lean forward, quickly pull your cheeks as far apart as possible and don't let go, and then quickly lean back. Ready, go.

"Perfect, you've now pulled your asshole open almost as far as it will go, and it's covering his mouth, but remember, he's breathing through your ass hair. He can hear everything I'm saying, too. Now you're going to do one more thing. Push as hard as you can like when you go you know where, and that's going to open your little bud so he can push his tongue in. Do you feel his tongue yet? No? I'm going to help him on this side. Just a little squeeze down here with my hands. Did you feel him move just now? That was an automatic response. He should be ready to stick his tongue in. Go ahead, Dane.

"You say you still can't feel anything, Andrea. I think I need to squeeze his balls a little harder then. There, that was longer and harder, and it really got a response. He should be ready now. You say you feel a little tickle. That's great. OK Dane, Andrea's going to continue to push as if she's trying to push something out -- but I'm sure there's nothing inside that sweet little asshole -- and you're going to push in your tongue. You say you feel it going in, Andrea. See, he's giving you anal, like we promised him, but this is good anal, because it's tiny and it just stimulates your nerve endings.

"That's what anal should be. Men have this huge thing, and it hurts when it goes in and out, and for women with an anus as small as ours, it can be agony. But when they do it with their tongue, it feels good."

"OK, now wiggle that tongue around inside of Andrea, Dane. That's it. I see her squirming and giggling. You never knew anal could be so much fun, did you, Andrea? OK, you can wiggle around on him a little, but not too much because we want to keep that nose breathing. Now it's time to focus on his orgasm.

"I've got two fingers going in, and he didn't even notice. While you suck him, I'll put the third one in. He sure noticed that one. Look at that body move. I know it's hard for you to see while your head is down and your mouth is sucking on him. We need to get him working on himself so you can watch. Lift his hand up and put it around there. I see he's not cooperating. OK, drop his hand. I'm putting in finger number four now. Wow! Did you see his body jump there.

"OK, I'm getting some more lube in there and then I'm going to start pumping in and out slowly up to the second knuckle. See my fingers going in. A lot of people tell me my hands are as big as a man's, so he's really getting a good reaming. OK, I won't go any further for now. We need to get him working with us, so I want you to put his legs over my shoulders as I lean forward now.

"That's it. That will free your hands from holding his legs back. Now use your hands on his balls -- he really responded to your pulling them in opposite directions before -- and suck him to where he really needs to get his release. Good, there you go. Look how his tool is thrusting into your mouth. OK, stop! Now wait! It's still hard, but see how it's starting to melt down. Wait until it's small again and then suck it in again and do the same thing. OK, here we go. Look how fast it jumped back this time. OK, work it a little. Now put his hands on his tool. Still no cooperation from Dane. OK, let his hands drop and get him to the edge again. Whoa! His whole body is going back and forth. Now stop and wait. I heard him moaning through your ass hair. He's getting frustrated. It shouldn't take long now.

"OK, it's shrunken again. Good, start again. He's really moving with you now trying to get off before you stop, but you're stopping right now! Take his hands again. You say he's cooperating. OK, get them around his tool and work with them for a while. He knows how to pump his tool. Good. That's it.

"Now get off of him and take a look at his face. A little dirty but mostly tired and anxious to get off. I don't think he'll be yelling again. Now come over here. See how my four fingers are going into him and out of him superfast, like a hummingbird. Now watch as I tuck my thumb in behind them and wrap them around it. The hand is barely wider, but all five fingers are going into him. Look at his hand go on his tool. The pain I'm causing is holding him back, but he's so anxious to get off that he's trying to ignore it. Look at his face. It's all written there, everything that's happening to him, the pain and the pleasure.

"OK, get your cute face down here by his asshole and watch what I'm doing. As I'm humming back and forth, I'm now starting to press a little with each move into him. Nothing seems to be happening, because it takes a while for his muscles to begin pulling back as I push into the hole. There's a lot of lubricant inside, so once the muscles pull back enough, my hand is going to go flying in there. I think I feel something starting to give now. Watch closely, it should be soon.

Andrea screamed in delight as she saw Valerie's hand suddenly disappear inside Dane and go in past the wrist. As it went in, a loud groan escaped from Dane's lips and he stopped pumping for a second, but he quickly resumed. A second later he began to squirm his ass around with Valerie's fist inside it.

"I'm wiggling my fingers inside," explained Valerie. "That's getting a reaction, isn't it? OK, Dane, I'm not going push up to the elbow or put two hands inside your ass like on the Internet. If you ask nicely next time, maybe I will." She laughed her low, hearty laugh.

"We're almost done," she said. "My hand is going to make love to you while your hand makes love to you, so you can come faster. Are you ready?"

She began slowly pulling her hand out of him, until her fingertips were at the edge of his hole, and then she pushed her hand slowly back in. "Bring me some more lube, Andrea," she said. "This part is really hard on the anus, and we don't want any tearing or puncturing. There, put the lube right there. Do you want to push it in?"

"I can't," said Andrea. "I promised." She put her face in front of Dane's face, which was contorting in strange ways. He was breathing in the same rhythm that his hand was pumping himself. "Dane, honey," she said. "I'm dying to put my hand in you. It's a lot smaller than Valerie's. Please, please let me do it. I promise you, I'll make it up to you. Please."

He could barely speak but managed to spit out, "Go to hell!" loud enough for her to hear it. She brought her face back to where Valerie's hand was now going in and out of Dane faster and faster. She had caught up to the rhythm Dane was using as he pumped his tool, and as Dane speeded up, she did too.

Then there was a second of silence, while Dane stopped cold but Valerie kept going in the same rhythm. Then came a terrible sound from deep within Dane. It had frustration, pain and pleasure all mixed together, and it sounded like he was being strangled. As he made the sound, his hand started back in the same fast rhythm, but this time buckets of thick, white fluid shot out of him into the air. The stuff seemed to go almost up into the ceiling before coming down on top of Valerie and Andrea.

Andrea was laughing wildly. "Look, Valerie," she said, "It's raining come."

"I want to hug you, Andrea," said Valerie with a big smile, "but my hand is stuck somewhere." When Dane started spouting, she had stopped moving her hand, and it was now resting inside him while his anus was spasming around her wrist.

They both watched Dane as his explosion ended. When he had finally dropped down again, Valerie said, "There's only one more thing to do. Remember when you gave birth to your children? I know there was a moment when you thought this, because every woman who gives birth does. You thought, why does a man never get to experience this agony of a huge head pushing out of my little vagina. Well, this is as close as a man can get. Now Dane will have an idea of what you went through.

"Inside of him, I'm now balling up my hand to make as large a fist as I can. Now I'm going to start pulling it out. If I pulled it out fast right now, he'd need stiches, just like some women do. But I'm just pulling with a tiny bit of pressure. Look, the pressure is so small that you can't even see it yet.

"But his body feels it, and sooner or later it's going to respond. See that little tic. That was a muscle adjusting to let me out. Now you can see the muscles around the hole pulling back just a little and all of my wrist is out and you can just start to see some of the hand. The thick part of the hand is coming right now, and when it comes out, you'll hear a little popping sound because the rest is going to come out fast right with it.

"But keep your eye on his anus, not my fist, because right after it comes out, there's going to be an enormous hole. You won't believe how large it is. The fun is watching the hole open and then gradually close all the way down into the little wrinkled hole that's normally there. It's really remarkable.

"I feel it coming. It's loosening. Bingo! There it goes. Look at that hole. Huge! See it start contracting. He'll have a lot of pain for a few days whenever he walks or moves his legs, but the body is amazing, and in two weeks he won't feel a thing. There, see, it's tiny again. Would you believe that tiny thing took this huge fist. OK, let's let him rest for 15 minutes. He's bushed."

Fifteen minutes later, he felt someone kiss him. He blinked his eyes and saw it was Andrea. She was smiling at him. "Wake up, sleepyhead," she said. "Even though you did anal on me with your tongue, I know you want the real thing, so it's time for your reward. Look."

He was barely able to lift his head to look at her. She was still naked, and she was turning around and bending over. She put her hand behind her and pulled her cheeks open. He could see into her hole. It looked dark and shiny. She turned around.

"I already had spit from your tongue in there," she said, "but Valerie told me I should put lube in there, too. I'm ready to keep my promise."

He groaned and pushed himself up. He felt a horrible pain between his butt cheeks. He tried to focus. Andrea was in a great mood for someone about to have her ass plowed, he thought. And then he realized why.

"Would you like to do it doggy style," she said. "Or you can lift my legs over your shoulder and do it pile driver style. In the videos, that seems to be the one the men like most and the girls find the most painful. Or we can do it spoon position on the side. Or I can sit on your lap facing away, and you can do me from below and then lift me up fast so there's a huge gape. Maybe you can gape me as big as Valerie did you just now. Or I can face you and ride you while you're in my ass. Whatever you want to do is fine." She began laughing.

At first her laugh was merry and controlled, but as it kept going, it got more and more wild, and then Valerie joined in, and they looked at each other and made each other laugh even more.

Dane looked at them with anger and disgust. They were laughing because the joke was on him. She was offering him what he wanted, but he could barely sit up. This was his one chance, and he was too tired and weak to take it. Finally, he collapsed onto the bed. He kept hearing the laughter as he fell asleep.

When they got home, he went to bed and fell asleep instantly. He slept until noon on Saturday. She was sitting by the bedside when he opened his eyes. She pointed to a tray on a stand nearby with some fruit and rolls. He waved his hand at her and dropped his head down and closed his eyes again. But he couldn't go back to sleep, and finally he opened his eyes and looked at her.

He took the tray and silently began eating. As he swallowed, he felt pain in the area of his groin. She didn't say anything, and neither did he as he finished the meal. Then he felt tired again. She wasn't in the room when he woke up, but it was dark. He pulled on some shorts and a T-shirt and went downstairs. She was in the kitchen cooking up one of his favorite meals. He looked around. "Remember, the kids are with my parents until tomorrow night," she said.

They ate in silence. While he was sipping his coffee and eating a piece of his favorite pie, he said, "I didn't think you were capable of pulling off that kind of a dirty trick."

She spoke unemotionally. "I kept my part of the deal," she said. "You knew that I would never take it in my ass, so you had to suspect that something was up. Don't tell me you didn't."

"But I did the whole thing for you," he said. "So you and your lady friend could enjoy each other."

"She told me you would say that," she said. "She really knows men well, Remember, I even told you she guaranteed that I wouldn't have to give you my ass. That's the only reason I went for the deal, even though I knew that she might be wrong. But she was right about one thing: A lesbian knows a woman better than a man.

"She gave me something I've never experienced before, and I'm glad I didn't miss the experience. You don't have a woman's body, so you can't imagine what it was like. It was something I'll never forget. What?"

She stopped and looked at him. "I'm sorry," she said. "I suddenly felt really spooky. Did you just smile at me?"

"Why would I smile?" he said.

"That's right," she said. "I know you're angry. But for a second there, I thought I saw a smile, and for some reason, it scared me. Are you angry enough to hurt me?"

"Are you crazy?" he said. "Despite what you did to me, I love you, and that makes me angrier, because that's why you think you're going to get away with this."

"That's not the way I feel about it," she said. "It was something I just had to experience, and you know that a saleswoman never gives up. There, I saw that smile again. This time I saw it for sure."




Let's Make a Deal



"Well, I may be smiling, but I'm not laughing. And even though I'm not going to take the chance of destroying our family that you did, you're going to have to leave me alone to work through this so I can look at you without feeling contempt. Just don't say anything about this and don't even think about being your normal, touchy, feely self for a while, OK?"

"OK," she said.

The kids were all sleeping over at friends' houses two weeks later, and because he wasn't talking to her any more than necessary, they had no plans to go out. When the last child had left, he said, "I need to get out of this house" and started walking to the garage. He stopped and turned around. She was standing there and looking at him with a sad expression. "Aren't you coming with me?" he said.

He took her to a restaurant that she liked, and they ate and talked about the kids. When they got home, he took her hand and led her to the living room and sat her down in a chair and pulled up a hassock right in front of the chair and sat on it and looked at her. "I'm ready to listen," he said, "Talk."

"What do you want me to say?" she said quietly. "I'm really sorry that you're still walking in pain. I didn't know about the fisting part until Valerie whispered into my ear. I know I shouldn't have listened to her, but I was like an animal at that point, and I wasn't thinking about you at all. If I had it to do over again, I wouldn't have let her fist you. I really mean it. But I have to admit, I'm excited about Tuesday night, when I go over to Valerie's house to see the finished video.

"And I'm sorry I forced you to beat yourself off for the video, but I'm also excited about seeing what the white rain will look like on video.

"I'm a good saleswoman, and I think I could lie to you. But I love you enough that I don't want to base our future happiness on a lie. So I'm telling you the truth, even if it means you'll be angry at me for a while longer."

"I don't think I'll be angry much longer," he said. "I'm almost ready to put this behind us. Now that the pain is starting to wear off, my main feeling is disappointment that you would go along with Valerie's lawyer trick to justify her fisting me. I somehow doubt that if things were reversed, I would do that to you, no matter what the reason."

"You are right, Dane," she said. "Everything has to be fair and above board with you. A saleswoman has to go out and do whatever it takes, but you'd rather lose the sale. I know you could never do that to me, because you aren't me. That's why I love you and never want to lose you." She leaned forward and took his head gently in her hands and pressed her lips to his.

That was the end of the gentle part, because in a second, her tongue was halfway down his throat. When she had sucked all the air out of him, he let her take his hand and lead him upstairs. She didn't turn around to see that he was smiling.

The sex was great that night, and the house was full of good vibrations by the time the kids came home the next day. That continued for the next two nights. She was ready for some more Monday night, when he sat down on the bed and spoke to her while she was undressing. "I don't mind you getting together with Valerie tomorrow night or any time," he said, "but I need to remind you of something," he said. "That deal was a one-time deal, and it's over. If you ever have sex with Valerie again, as much as I love you, that will be the end of this home.

"You are such a good saleswoman that I might not be able to tell for sure, so maybe you'll take that chance. But I promise you that if I even suspect it, I'll hire a private detective to find out for sure. And if I find out you did it even once, I'm out of here, and you can explain to the children. Do you understand?"

She had stopped undressing to listen closely to him. Now she responded in a hoarse voice, barely above a whisper. "Yes, I understand," she said.

When she joned him in bed, he felt her shivering and attempted to put his arm around her, but she pushed it away and turned her back to him. He smiled and fell asleep in a few minutes. She didn't.

The next night, as she was leaving, the kids and he were in the kitchen. He looked at her and said, "Do I have to remind you?"

"No," she said and gave each of them a quick kiss before rushing out.

She was home by 10 p.m. and quickly brushed her teeth and got into bed. He noticed that her face looked frozen and grim, but he didn't say a word and just rolled over. He soon fell asleep smiling.

The next night, the sex was amazing, and he pretended he didn't know why. But with an exhausted smile, she said, "You liar. You know I watched the video this afternoon on my computer when I came home from work, and that got me all juicy for you. The kids wondered why my door was closed. It's a good thing that none of them tried to open it. After I watched it, I set up a password for my computer for the first time. I don't want anyone to come across that video by accident."

"Good idea," he said.

"Would you like to watch it with me sometime?" she said.

"No thank you, not that one," he said.

"What do you mean not that one?" she said, but he didn't answer and rolled over and fell asleep.

Two weeks later, Andrea came home from another evening with Valerie even earlier and slammed the bedroom door behind her after she stamped up the stairs. The kids were still up and looked at each other and him. She was tense and unresponsive for a couple of days, but then came another night of wild sex. He didn't have to ask, because he was certain she had watched the video again.

It was another three weeks before she saw Valerie again, but this time she came home late and all excited. "I've got to talk to you," she whispered, although the kids were asleep and the bedroom walls were well insulated. She sounded like she wanted to let him in on a conspiracy.

"Valerie is really distraught," she said. "She thought that she had given me something so special that I would want to do it with her again. The night she showed me the video, when I told her what you said and that it would be impossible, she almost went to pieces.

"She's been inconsolable the last few weeks, but when I went over to her house tonight, she said she wanted to talk to me seriously. You won't believe what a good saleswoman she is. First I was amazed at what she had sold herself, and then what she sold me into trying to sell to you. She wants to make another deal."

"What's the catch this time?" he said.

"There is none," she said, "She's talked me into giving you a fair shot at my ass in return for you changing your mind about me having sex with her. You can even do me first. She promises that even if there is some pain, she'll make me forget it when I come over to her house. I'm not sure if I want to go along, but I promised her I would tell you. Why are you smiling like that again?"

"You are so observant," said Dane. "Yes, it's the same smile as the one you noticed the day after you tricked me. That day I was smiling because I knew this day would come.

"You know me too well, Andrea," he said, "and that's how you knew you could get away with your dirty deal. You knew that it would take more than that to drive me to divorce. But I also know you too well, honey, and while you were telling me about sex with Valerie, I realized that in tricking me, you had tricked yourself.

"I know you are never satisfied when it comes to something you really like. You always have to have more. You have to break somebody else's sales records, and then you have to break yours. If you find a new restaurant that's really good, you have to go back there every week until the kids and I are sick of it.

"When you started raving about your sex with Valerie, I began smiling, because I knew that you would have to have it again. And I knew that you'd eventually offer me another deal. But this time, I'm not taking the deal."

"Do you think we're going to trick you again?" Andrea said. That was the first time she ever used the word trick, he thought, and it made him smile again.

"No, I don't," he said. "Maybe I'm just not that interested in anal anymore as the result of being humiliated by you and Valerie. But whatever the reason, I'm not doing it, and you're not having sex with her. And this sales call is over."

"You're wrong about me," said Andrea. "This was all Valerie's idea. I don't care that much. I'll just call her tomorrow and tell her what you said."

When he came home the next night, she was about to leave. "Dinner is in the oven," she said. "When I called Valerie today, she didn't say anything for a long time after I told her. And then she hung up. I'm worried about her, so I'm going over there. I won't be home late. Bye."

He kept a serious face on while she talked to him, but as soon as she left, he smiled.

It was almost midnight when she came home, and she woke him up. "I have to talk to you," she whispered. "Valerie is coming apart. When I went over there, I found out she had left work early and spent the entire day drinking and crying. I poured coffee into her, but she was just as upset sober as drunk. She was so out of control that she tried to rape me until she realized what she was doing, and then she got even wilder because she thought I would never see her again.

"I tried to calm her down, but nothing worked. I had to promise her that I'd try to talk you into her deal again before I left. She's waiting by the phone right now. She said she didn't care how late I called her."

"She really pulled out all the stops," he said. "I don't think you can do better than hinting you will commit suicide if the customer doesn't buy. But are you really doing this for her? Are you that much of a good Samaritan?"

"OK, I'll admit it," she said. "I would love for Valerie to make me feel the way I did the other day again, but remember, I'm the one who has to give up my ass, so it's not all a pleasure cruise for me."

"Well, it's still no deal," he said. "But I have been thinking about it, and I have a counter offer. I think you need a piece of paper and a pen, because you're going to want to read the notes to Valerie when you call her. Here's the deal:

"First of all, we're not going to do this for a month. During that time, Valerie has to let her hair grow out, and then you have to take her to your beautician to style it. And you have to show her how to apply makeup to make her look like the beautiful sexy woman she really is. And she has to work on making her voice into a woman's voice, not a man's. If it's still low, that's OK. A low woman's voice can be very sexy.

"Once she's looking good, you have to take a sexy photo of her and bring it to me for my approval, and then we'll schedule the threesome. The evening will go like this. First, you will lie on the bottom and eat out my ass, like I did for you. Then Valerie will take your place underneath me, and you'll get in the doggy position. She will eat out my ass while I do your ass. After I come inside your ass, I'll get up, and she'll eat every drop of my come out of your ass with her tongue. Once she's done with that, the two of you can do whatever you want. Oh, and one more thing. The cameras will be set up to record everything. While you are doing each other, I'll also use my camera to take close-ups of her doing her thing, and I'm sure this time she'll want you to do her, too, so I'll record that. Then I'll have my own video to watch."

By the time he finished, Andrea's jaw was almost on the floor. "She'll never go for that deal," she said.

"That's a final offer," he said. "Take it or leave it. Why don't you call her and tell her right now."

Andrea picked up the phone hesitantly and said, "I guess I better."

A few seconds later, she said, "Hi Valerie. Dane has made a counter offer."

After she spoke a few minutes, Dane heard a scream as Andrea pulled the phone away from her ear. She waited until the hysterical screams died down before she picked up the phone again.

"Calm down, Valerie," she said. "You are not going to agree to his deal, and he knows it. Now pull yourself together. Would you like me to come over again? I'll spend the night there if you want.

"What? What did you say? You're sounding hysterical, Valerie. I can't understand what you're saying. Try to stop crying and slow down. Yes, you're right. I married a monster. No, I still won't agree to deceive him with you even though you're right that he is a sadistic bastard. I'm sorry.

"Please don't start again, Valerie. It hurts me to hear you like this. What are you saying? Slow down, please. No! No, don't say that. It's disgusting and demeaning. Please think, Valerie. It isn't worth it. Yes, yes, and I love you, too, Valerie. OK, I'll tell him."

Andrea hung up and dropped her head. Facing the floor, she whispered something.

"I can't hear you," he said.

"She said to tell you she agrees to everything," said Andrea. "I hope you're happy. She doesn't deserve this. What did she ever do to you?"

He didn't reply. He just pulled in his lips to keep from smiling. Yes, he thought, what did Valerie and Andrea ever do to him?

He was turning the deal over in his mind. He knew it would be the first of many deals, because now he had a partner, and even though there were three votes in this venture, she would always vote with him. He resolved that from now on he would treat his partner with respect and affection, even though he expected none in return.

Because it was his partner, Valerie, who would make everything possible. Whatever he wanted, she would be on his side, as long as he let her at Andrea. Eventually, he would get to try out each of the anal positions that Andrea had described to him that night they had tricked him -- and many more.

He planned to spend some time online to check out anal sex sites to see what was possible. And why not check out other sites, too, for unusual and offbeat stuff. He knew that even fisting was on the table. He would never do that himself because his hands were large and he would never hurt his wife. But it would be exciting watching Valerie fist her, maybe once in the vagina and once in the anus and maybe once in both places the same time. And then Andrea could do the same thing to Valerie.

They would be totally humiliated as he watched them doing that. He began getting an inkling of how much his humiliation aroused Andrea, because he was getting excited at the prospect of watching Andrea and Valerie's humiliation. And there were many other ways to degrade them that didn't involve any physical pain.

He thought about Valerie. Once she was fixed up, she would look stunning. She would eventually agree to let him do to her everything he did to Valerie. That might be the ultimate humiliation for her. Maybe he could get them to do a real threesome. There were so many possibilities.

He wasn't going to overdo the deals. They might be once a month at the most. Afterward, Andrea would probably be angry for a few days, but he could deal with that. The beautiful part was that he could try every kind of sex he ever imagined, and he wouldn't have to cheat with some slut or pay a hooker. His beautiful wife and her beautiful lesbian girlfriend would give it all to him willingly. And he wouldn't ever have to feel guilty, because the deals would be transparent and fair for all of them.

He would get all the variety he could imagine. Andrea would get her monthly dose of amazing lesbian sex. And Valerie would have the intimacy with Andrea that she needed. Yes, all three of them would get what they really wanted.

Each time, it would be a win-win deal for everyone.



Let's Make a Deal



I looked up at Lisa and said, 'Shhhh!' She smiled and closed her eyes again. Then I really went to work on her. I took her fully exposed clit between my lips and gently sucked it, occasionally running the tip of my tongue over it rapidly. As I worked her pussy over, I looked up to see she had pulled her nightshirt up over her tits and was stroking and squeezing them as I ate her virgin pussy. After a few more minutes, her body started to jerk uncontrollably and Lisa clamped a hand over her mouth, not trusting what noises she might make. Most of my face was slick with her pussy juice now and I was using my entire head to get my little sister off, lapping at her entire mound like a dog. She was loving every second of it, too. I must admit I was enjoying myself, as well...With her other hand, she pulled my head into her groin. Then she came in a long series of spasms that shook the bed. Red faced and panting, she tried to catch her breath. I lingered at her groin, taking a good long look at her cunt. I wanted to remember it's every feature and nuance forever.

'Oh my god, that was awesome!' She recovered quickly. She sprang up onto her elbows and said, 'Now you! Show me how to do it to you!' as she glared at the erection in my shorts. There was such an innocence about her eagerness that it in no way came across as aggressive or slutty. Her tits were still fully exposed and her nipples were sticking out from their tips like bullets; her wet pussy glistened from in between her open legs. At this point, there was no holding back; I was in for the long haul. How far would this go...

I looked over at Lisa with the same look she had given me: I trust you. Without getting up, I slipped my boxers off and tossed them onto the floor. Lisa was floored. She had obviously never seen a real live penis before; my dick was almost 10 inches long and very thick when fully hard. Boy, was it ever fully hard. She looked simultaneously afraid of it and fascinated by it...'How did you get so hard?' she asked. Maybe she thought it had to be stimulated directly, I don't know.

'I guess I'm pretty...excited, Lisa. This is what happens when a guy gets really turned on.' I sat before her on bended knees as she examined my dick. 'Are you sure you want to do this, Lisa?' I wanted her to suck my cock very badly just then. It was getting harder to remember why I thought this was so wrong just a little while ago...

She looked worried. 'Oh, yes, I do...I've just never seen a guy's...penis before, for real...What should I do? Please; I want to learn.' I slid over to where Lisa was lying propped up on her elbows. I leaned over her and straddled her stomach; my hard dick bounced inches in front of her face. 'Oh, my god...Kenny, I'm so nervous...I don't want to hurt you!' she said, staring at the hole at the tip of my cock.

'Don't worry, Lis. You won't hurt me.' I slipped up even farther until I felt my balls brushing against her tits. I reached behind her and grabbed her pillows and bunched them up behind her head. Now it was just a matter of Lisa moving her head a bit and it would be in her mouth...I wanted it in there badly. 'Ok. Ready?' I asked. I knew I'd have to take this slowly. She nodded. 'Take it in your hand, near the bottom.' Her hand trembled visibly as she gently grasped the base of my cock. 'Yes. Now start licking it; that's it. Perfect. You need to get it all nice and wet with your spit. Ahhh. Good. Hahhhh....'

Lisa held my massive erection at the base of the shaft and licked it's entire length along the bottom. Slathering it with her saliva, she had yet to take it into her mouth. Still, it felt like heaven. 'Now. Don't force it, but see how much of it you can take in your mouth. Ahhhhh...yeah.' She parted her lips and opened her mouth wide. It wasn't quite wide enough. Lisa's delicate mouth was so small it barely opened wide enough to let the girth of my cock penetrate it. Her jaw was open to the limit. 'Uhhh...alright. Just relax, I'll do some of the work for a while until you get used to it. Ok?' I looked down at my sister, her mouth filled with my hard, thick cock, for an OK.

She looked up at me. 'Mmm-mmm!'

I slowly and gently started to move my hips back and forth, moving my penis in and out of her mouth in small strokes. She put a hand on my ass and helped guide me in and out of her mouth. Her teeth were killing me, raking across the top and bottom of my dick. 'Try using your lips a little more...yes, just like that...Uhhhh...Lisa, that's good...Yeah...You do it so good...' My big dick moved further into her tight mouth with every stroke; soon she was taking in about 6" comfortably. Lisa started moving her head back and forth; soon we developed a gentle rhythm. She was doing it. My sister Lisa was sucking my dick. She let go of my cock and gently cupped my balls, feeling them curiously. 'Oh, yeah that's good...Easy...oooooh, yeah...'

Her other hand disappeared behind my back. I couldn't see what she was doing with it; but her sucking intensified suddenly and I guessed that she was playing with her cunt. As she worked harder, the blowjob she was giving me got louder and louder, with the sounds of sucking and kissing and heavy breathing filling the room. She was a natural; occasionally she removed my dick from her little mouth and licked, kissed, and jerked it off. After a few more minutes, I'd guess she had about 8" of my huge cock in her mouth and throat. I was freely fucking her face now; I reached down and guided her head over my stiff dick. I felt the semen rising inside me. It wouldn't be long...

'Oh. Oh...Lisa, I'm gonna come...' I moaned down at her.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth and jerked it frantically as she looked up innocently and asked, 'Kenny..what do I do? I don't know what to do!'

It was going to happen soon. 'That's...up to you, Lisa...Do you want it in your mouth or...unhhhh...somewhere else....Ohhh...Don't stop...Tell me quick...'

'In my mouth, Kenny! I want to see what it tastes like!' She immediately took it back into her mouth and began long, deep sucking strokes. I guess if she doesn't like it, she can spit it out, I thought. Then it was happening. I tried to control my thrusts as it began, but it was difficult. I pushed up against her face and shot what must have been a huge, thick wad of hot cum into Lisa's mouth and throat. She whimpered slightly as she tried to swallow all of it, but it was just too much for her. As my spasms subsided, I pulled back a bit; my cock slipped out of her mouth, still gushing cum. Thick, ropy strands of white goo fell on her nightshirt and tits. She swallowed hard and licked semen off of her lips; I guess she thought it was OK because she quickly slipped my dick back into her mouth and sucked the remaining jizz from my prick.

Lisa wiped her chin and hand with her nightshirt. I moved off of her chest and lay down beside her. 'Man, that was intense!' She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. 'Was I really good, Ken? Did you really like it?' She got up and slipped off her soiled nightshirt as she walked over to her closet.

'Lisa, that was fucking fantastic. If I didn't like it, I couldn't have stayed hard.' Lisa had pulled an oversized t-shirt from a drawer and pulled it over her head. I took one last look at that beautiful young body...'I certainly couldn't have come if I didn't like it. How about you? You didn't mind the end when I...'

'No! It was fun!' She was giddy with excitement. She glanced down at my limp cock. 'It tasted...I don't know...OK, I guess, nothing great...I can't believe I made you come!'

She lay back on the bed. I couldn't believe it either...

The next day, we met in the early afternoon and studied all day long. Neither one of us mentioned the night before, but the vibe between us was much cooler than it ever was before. Lisa seemed more comfortable around me; more comfortable in general; today she wore a knee length yellow flowered sun dress. This was a first. Even our parents were impressed that Lisa was helping me study and we weren't fighting! If they only knew...

We took a few breaks, but basically studied into the night. I gave out first. 'That's it, Lis! I'm done! My head can't take anymore of this!' I slammed my workbook closed, got up and paced around the room. 'It's fucking midnight!' Lisa was calm. 'Well, I guess we could call it a night...but do you think you're ready for the test?'

'What do you mean? We've got all day tomorrow, too! The test is Monday...Oh, man, Lisa...are you thinking what I think you're...No! No way!'

She had that now-familiar adamant look in her eye again. 'Yes way, Ken. I want to learn one more thing...I think you know what it is. We've come this far...You can pass this test if we work for a few hours tomorrow...Teach me just one more thing and I'm yours. All day tomorrow, too..' She wanted me to fuck her. This I would just not do. I would not take my sister's virginity.

'Lisa: I am not going to...You're a virgin! That is a line I will not cross. We can't go there...I won't go there!'

She ignored my protests. 'It would be a real shame to have done all of this work; to have come this far, only to quit...and you're so close, too...' Linda slowly pulled up her knee length sundress as she spoke. She held it up around her navel. Again she wore no panties. Her exposed pussy lips protruded slightly from her near-hairless mound. God, I really thought we were done...

'Lisa. Stop it. I'll flunk the test. I give up. I will not fuck you. I won't.' I wrenched my gaze from her crotch and turned to leave.

Lisa spoke softly. 'Kenny, you don't...It doesn't have to be...in my vagina...right? We can do it another way. I mean I want to learn about other ways, too...'

I wasn't sure I heard her correctly. 'What...are you talking about?'

'Well, I mean...why can't we have anal sex?'

I couldn't believe my ears. 'Anal...? Lisa! Jesus Christ! You're crazy!' I was thinking about the size of my cock and her virgin asshole, but at the same time, a small voice spoke inside my head and said, 'This'll be it, Kenny; one more lesson and you'll pass the test. Besides, she'll hate it anyway and it'll be over quick.' Still, I wasn't sure.

I heard another, more sinister voice, as well: 'Do it. Fuck her ass. Your dick is so big it'll split her in two; it'll teach her a lesson. Payback for the little bitch for extorting you and your 'services'. Hm. I had to admit, this was an appealing angle as well. OK then.

Lisa had turned around and bent over slightly; she stuck her perfectly shaped butt in the air. She now spoke in that new low, breathy voice of hers. 'Have you ever done it before?' I looked into her cute little brown eye.

'Yeah...but...it's sort of a 'not-for-beginners' thing...'

She was stroking her ass cheeks sensually, enticing me. 'Don't you like it?'

I stood in stunned silence. In Lisa's way of thinking, this made perfect sense. This way, she could remain a virgin. I laughed out loud. 'You...you're crazy! You know that? Crazy!' But her little brown butthole looked so inviting...I stood rooted to my spot.

'I agree with you, Ken. I want to stay a virgin, too.' She ran her fingers across her cheeks and stopped them at her butthole. 'Let's do it this way, Kenny; show me what anal sex is like. Then we're done. This will be my last lesson with you.' She gently stroked the area around her anus. From where I stood it looked like she had slipped the fingernail of her little finger into the hole.

'I must be fucking nuts...' I muttered as I walked slowly over to where Lisa stood, still bent over and leaning next to the couch. I put my hand on her ass and first stroked it, feeling the creamy soft smoothness, then squeezed. She was gonna get it, alright. She was gonna get it but good. But I needed to test her. 'Lisa. You may have heard; this is not for every body, you know.' I put the tip of my index finger on top of her little pinkish-brown hole. 'Some people hate it.' I licked my finger, covering it in slippery saliva, and pushed it against the tight opening. 'Some just can't do it at all; they say it hurts too much.' I worked about one inch of my finger into her anus. 'Are you sure?'

'Yes, Kenny. I know you won't huh...hurt me. And you're mmmmmmm such a good teacher, I know you'll do it right...Ahh...more...more...go ahead... Mmmm hmmm...more...ooooohhh...' After a few seconds, I had my finger in her ass all the way up to the third knuckle; if she could take this on her first time, maybe she could take a little bit of my dick...certainly not the whole thing.

'But Lisa...You know how big my cock is...Do you really think it will fit into this tiny little hole? My finger barely fits!' I just wanted her to know what she was asking for.

'Ahhhhh...It feels kinda good...Really good...I don't know if it'll fit all the way in but uhhh I want to find out...Ohhhhh....Go over and look under the bookcase. There's something there that might help.' I slowly slipped my finger out of her butt and walked over to the bookcase in the corner. I reached into the small space underneath the lower shelf and produced a small bottle of baby oil.

'Damn, Lisa. Ok...you want it, you got it!' When I returned to the couch, she was completely naked and was sitting on the couch on all fours. Her big beautiful boobs hung down tantalizingly and her entire pink pussy smiled at me from behind. It was glistening wet as she waited for me. I walked over to her and pulled off my jeans and briefs. My cock was semi-erect; I walked over to Lisa's face and I didn't even have to ask. She took my hardening cock into her hot mouth and began giving me head again, just like I taught her. In seconds, I was hard as a rock. She stopped sucking and took a good look at my massive tool. Lisa looked as intimidated by my erection as she was before. 'You sure? Tell me now; once we start I might not be able to stop...' This was a lie, but I was still testing her resolve. 'I don't want to hurt you.' Well, not too much, anyway...

Lisa looked back at me and said 'Just put a little bit in; go slow and I'll tell you if it hurts. If I want you to stop, I'll tell you. OK? Please?'

'OK...' I poured the oil into my hand and spread it over my cock. I stood behind where she was on the couch and positioned my dick up against Lisa's ass. I slid it's big bulbous head all around her hole, spreading the lube around; brushing it against her cunt and causing her to gasp. 'The main thing you have to remember here is: Relax. OK? Here it comes, Lisa.' I put the head of my cock against her tiny butthole and pushed. She squealed. 'Remember, Lisa: relax. Relax all of your muscles. Concentrate.' I felt her butt open a bit. My cockhead pushed harder. There. It's tip was pushing the hole gently open. I was very careful and took my time. If I didn't watch it, my fat cock could really do some damage. 'That's it...relax...Take deep breaths...good...' My dick was about one inch in; Lisa seemed to be OK...God, it felt great.

She suddenly held one hand up in the air. 'Stop! Ken! Wait!' I stopped, ready to pull out. 'Just hold it there, don't move...Ahhh...Hold it...' Lisa moved forward a little, then moved back...I could feel her anus opening around the head of my dick. Now it was in about 2 inches. 'Uhhhhh! Oh, God!' She groaned.

'Lis? You want me to take it out? Tell me and I'll stop. OK?' Her little movements felt really good; my penis had never been into a hole this tight before.

She was panting. 'No! Just...Let me...Oh! Let me do it...Mmmmmm....' Now she had worked about 4 inches in and she was at the fattest part of my dick. She had the muscles of her ass completely relaxed and I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing. My petite little sister was taking almost half of my monster cock into her virgin asshole. Now every microscopic movement she made was heavenly; I started to move just a tiny bit myself, and soon we were making even more progress. Lisa moaned through clenched teeth. 'Arghhhhhh...Ooooh...Yes, OH, YES!' Past the most difficult part, Lisa started to move more freely back and forth. I poured a little more oil on the top of my dick and suddenly we were fucking. I was fucking her ass! Damn! I never would have dreamed she could have taken the majority of my cock in her tiny virgin butt. This session was really bringing out the animal in Lisa, as well...

'Ahhh, Kenny, fuck me, fuck my ass...Oh! Oh! Yeah! Oh, I love it!' I held her ass with both hands and really started fucking her hard. I pulled her on and off my cock like a rag doll. She obviously enjoyed it. 'MmmmMmmmMmmmm!' she hummed. She bent around to look at me. I almost didn't recognize her; she was so transformed by lust. She squeezed a tit while she said, 'It doesn't hurt at all, Kenny! It feels sooooo good...Do it....Ahhh...Do it harder...'

I lost control and gave into the sexual frenzy. I was really slamming her butt. Lisa tried to answer but could only manage a series of high pitched whimpers. Her boobs were flopping about uncontrollably. Lisa reached between her legs and alternated between playing with my nuts and her own clit. She forgot about my balls soon enough and concentrated on massaging her cunt. I think Lisa came then; I felt her sphincter muscle clench and she howled like a dog, shaking and sweating. I just kept on fucking; Lisa put her head down on the couch and her butt in the air and it sounded like she was weeping. Soon I felt my own orgasm approaching. 'Uhhh...Gonna cum, Lis...Want it in your ass? Tell me...' I was also sweating profusely now. My thrusts became fewer and harder, Lisa whimpered a loudly with each forward thrust.

Finally, she said, 'My ass! Cum In my ass! Oh, Kenny! OH, KENNY! CUM!' Lisa came again as I shot my load. I released huge load of semen, this one deep into my sister's asshole. It was suddenly very hot in the depths of my sister's nether regions...Spent, I pulled out. Cum seeped out of her hole as I withdrew my cock; her asshole gaped open after my dick was gone. What a mess. We'd have a bit of work to do cleaning up the couch before going to sleep tonight...We lay back on the couch, her head leaning on my shoulder.

Lisa spoke first. 'Thank you, Kenny. Now I know. I feel like a different person...' I was still catching my breath. 'Lisa, I...That was fucking amazing. I guess you were right. I shouldn't have fought you. I didn't have to make this as hard for you as I did. I just didn't want to hurt you...I didn't want us to do something that was wrong.'

'We didn't, Ken. We didn't.'



Let's Make a Deal



I always knew my little sister was a hotty, but over the last couple of years she has really developed into a beautiful young woman. Lately, I've been having "nasty" thoughts about her, especially during my nightly masturbation sessions. I'd even come up with a great fantasy in which I worked out a deal with her boyfriend so that I could fuck her ... without her even knowing it. As it turned out, I actually got a chance to try it out for real!!!!!

My sister Jessica is increadible. She's 20 years old and she's about 5"6 and weighs around 115 lbs. She has dark brown hair with blonde hi-lights to her shoulders and the most amazing cobalt blue eyes you'll ever see. Her face is absolutely perfect, with pouty lips and a button nose, and her body is a thing of beauty, rock hard abs as she works out alot, yet curvy like a woman should be. Her breasts are a little larger than average, but firm and round, and she has an ass that would make any guy cum in his pants. I'm not exaggerating ..... she is gorgeous. I know this is true because every one of my friends wants to fuck her brains out. But what makes here ever more amazing is the fact that she's one of the nicest people I know. She has a bubbly personality and doesn't have a mean bone in her body. Even though I know its wrong to be attracted to your own sister, I just can't help it, and so she's dominated my fantasies for about a year before my dream finally came true.

Jessica is a pretty straight laced person, so I knew I couldn't count on anything happening between us naturally. She isn't a virgin, but she's only had a couple of boyfriends despite the fact that every guy that sees her goes after her. I know she's not a virgin because I accidentally walked in on her and Tom, her boyfriend at the time, while they were fucking. They were on top of the bed, both totally naked, and she had her legs over his shoulders and he was piston fucking her like a wild animal. That was the first time I got a glimpse of my sister's body, and from that time on I was obssessed with her.

So in one of my fantasies I had the idea of working out a deal with her boyfriend where he would tie her up to the bed, blindfold her, turn on some music, and then leave the room, allowing me to come in and have my way with her, without her even knowing it I finally got the chance when Tom and I were talking about Jess and how great her ass was (she wasn't in the room with us) when Tom said something to the effect that even though I was her brother I must get turned on by her just the same as any other guy. That's when I confessed that I wanted to screw her. Tom was a pretty open guy and said that he understood. I worked up the courage and told him about the little plan I had to let me fuck my own sister. He listened, and didn't seem upset at what I was proposing. I feared that he might be grossed out or offended by what I had said, but instead, my heart lept when he turned to me and said, " so what's in it for me???" Tom was a big sports fan, and I had season tickets to both the pro hockey and footlball teams, so I offered him his choice of tickets to any games he wanted. He said he needed time to think about it and left.

I couldn't think straight for the next few hours as I waited for his reply .... it was absolute torture, knowing that I could be tasting and sucking my beautiful sister in the very near future. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he got back to me, and said that even though he didn't like the thought of another guy screwing Jess, he was going to help me out. I guess the thought of siblings fucking each other kind of turned him on too. I could barely contain myself ... I could hear my voice shaking as we worked out the details.

Here was the plan: the next time they were going to fuck, he was to make sure I was home (Jess and I live together in an apartment, and she only will have sex if I'm not home), but to tell Jess that I wasn't there. Then, he was to tell her that they were going to try something different. He would then take off all her clothes, except for her white socks (I have a thing for white socks), have her on all 4s (doggy style), tie her hands to the bed posts in front of her, turn on some music loud enough so that conversation wasn't possible, and then quietly leave the room. That's all he had to do .... that, and stay away for a few hours while I ravaged my unsuspecting sister!!!!

A few days later I got the good news. They were going to fuck that evening. My heart started to race as I started the plan in motion. When they came home, I talked to them for a few minutes, and then said that I had to go out for a few hours and left the apartment. A few minutes later I came back, making sure that they were in the bedroom. I could hear them talking and Jess giggling ..... I assumed that he was undressing her at that point. My cock was rock hard and my head was spinning with anticipation. I heard the music come on, and then I saw Tom come out of the room. He winked at me and whispered "have fun" and then left the apartment. My hands were trembling as I walked into the bedroom .... what I saw was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen.

My gorgeous sister was on the bed on her knees, her legs spread slightly apart, with her hands tied up to the bed post in front of her. The blindfold was securely fastened, and she turned her head towards me as she felt my presence ... thinking it was Tom of course. The music was just loud enough so that even if there were some sounds made, they wouldn't be heard well. The room was dark except for a few candles that Jess had around the room. I could see every curve, every crevice of her body. I was stunned at the sight at first, but then instinctively reached out to touch her. My hands were still shaking and my mouth was watering ... I was about to fuck my own sister.

I wanted this to last as long as possible, and I wanted to make her cum as many times as I could. She had a perfect vagina, pink, with full lips and lots of folds. Her lips were tight, and her clit stuck out nicely, but not too far. She must have shaved herself, because she had absolutely no pussy hair,and her skin was soft and smooth. I gently parted her legs a little further apart so I could get better access to her. My hands felt her rock hard ass and one hand brushed over her pussy. She was already wet and eager to be sucked. I wanted to taste her so bad, but first I wanted to smell her, so I pulled my hands away and took in her aroma ... the scent almost made me cum ... she was sweet yet musky at the same time. I couldn't take it any more, so I spread her legs and stuck my toungue in her wet pussy as far as I could, sucking up her juices. I darted my toungue in and out as fast as I could, spreading the cheeks of her ass with my hands. I sucked on her clit as hard as I could. As I did that, I was starting right into her asshole, and couldn't resist the temptation, so I pulled out of her pussy and and dove my toungue into her waiting asshole. The sensation must have been new for her becuase she bucked and let out a scream that I could hear over the music. The thought of making my sister squeal with delight sent me into a frenzy. I could tell she was enjoying it as she had her first orgams, flooding my face with her cum. I swallowed every drop of her that I could.

There were so many things I wanted to do to her, but I didn't know which one I wanted to do first. I knew I wanted to suck on her great titties, so I crawled under neath her and started sucking her nipples like a maniac. This was obviously much more aggressive that Tom had been because I could tell she was a little surprised by all this. Her nipples were as hard as rock and they were jutting out a full inch!!!! I pushed her breasts together and sucked them as hard as I could. I quickly dropped one hand down to her pussy which took her by surprise as she shivered violently and let out another scream. The blindfold was obvioulsy adding senstivity to everything!!!. I continued this for a few minutes until she reached down and played with my dick through my jeans. I thought she might realize that it wasn't Tom if she went to far (I didn't know if I was bigger or smaller than him), so I stopped her and quickly crawled out from underneath her. I had to take my pants off though, as the pressure on my cock was intense. I hastily took off my clothes and my hard cock sprang out of from being constrained. I hoped she wouldn't notice the difference in dick size (if there was one) which would bust me on the spot. I stroked my cock a few times in anticipation and looked at my sisters waiting pussy lips. I couldnt' beleive I was about to fuck her doggy style .... like in all my dreams!!!!

I got on the bed and aimed by cock at her pussy. She was soaking wet and as my head entered her, I could hear the moistness of her cunt surrounding my rod. I slowly burried myself into her as I spread her ass cheeks as far as I could. The entire length of my dick slowly eased into her and my pubes were brushing up against her wet pussy lips. I held it there for a few seconds, allowing her to feel the deepness of my penetration. Actually, I didn't want to move too fast because I thought I was going to cum. She was very tight and I could feel the muscles of her snatch tighten around my dick. Then, I pushed her legs apart and started to pump my cock in and out of her. I pulled out completely, but quickly plunged back inside her ..... I loved looking at my dick with her wetness all over it. I pumped her hard and fast for a while, but then suddently slowed and gave her a few deep and hard thrusts .... this seemed to make her happy as I could hear her moan over the blaring music. I continued to pound her pussy with the ferocity of a crazed animal. Up until then, I had been holding her hips and waist pulling her into me as I fucked her. But I wanted to maker her cum like she's never cum before, so I reached around with my right hand and played with her clit ....this worked as she screamed again. Then I returned both my hands to her ass and spread the cheeks as far as I could once again. There was wetness on her asshole ... partly from her sweat, but also partly from when I tounged her before. The hole was so inviting, I couldn't resist, so as I continued to fuck her like a dog, I slowly inserted my finger into her asshole. Well this must of been a first for her too, because she came with such a force that I thought she was going to explode ..... she came all over my dick and for a second I thought she pissed on me, but it was her cum and I was drenched. She was now soaking wet and I was still pounding away at her. I knew I was going to cum soon, so I reach around her again, grabbed her titts and her nipples, put my full weight into her and increased my rhythm as fast as I could. I could feel the cum rising out of my balls and into my shaft. I thought for a second, should I cum inside my own sister??? But it felt so good I couldn't resist, and so I burried my dick one last time into her, and as I came I realized it was the most intesnse thing I'd ever felt .... my dick was exploding, squirting hot streams of cum into her cunt with such force that I thought I was going to faint. I must have dumped a gallon of cum into her. Finally, when my dick stopped ejaculating and twitching, I slowly pulled myself out, even though I didnt want to. I fell back and caught my breath for a few minutes. She was panting too, with her head down on the bed and her hands still tied up above her. I had pushed her right into the head board I was fucking her so hard. After a few minutes, I looked up and saw that my cum was starting to drip out of her hole. And believe it or not, but that made me hard again. So I moved in behind her, and started licking her pussy and asshole, tasting both her sweet musky nectar, and my own salty sticky goo. Man, I wanted to fuck her again!!!!!!

I was staring at her ass, which was still glistening with sweat and saliva, and I desperately wanted to fuck her up there. But, she was my sister, and even though I just finished ravashing her without her permission, I thought that she might not want to be violated there. So, I decided to pass up on that opportunity, and decided to crawl underneath her again, so that I could fuck her and watch her beautful face at the same time. I would have loved to stare into her amazing blue eyes as I screwed her, but the blindfold had to stay on. Her pussy was still wet, so I didn't have to prepare her, as I lowered her onto my swollen dick ... I couldn't believe how hard I was again!!!!

She was more than willing, as she propped herself up using the top of the headboard, and slid down my shaft. She moved her legs forward so now she was pretty much sitting on my dick, and I grabbed her ass and helped her with the pumping. Meanwhile, I sucked her tits and bit her nipples ..... I ran my toungue up her forearm and into her armpit, revelling in the sweet sensation of her scent. Then she lowered her head, and her mouth was slightly open, so I took the chance and kissed her ....that was the first time I'd ever kissed her on the mouth. She was a great kisser .... firm but tender. I rolled my toungue in her mouth trying to take in as much of her spit as I could. The whole time she was still riding me as hard as she could. Her rhythm pick up as she yelled out that she was going to cum ..... as was I. Then, all of sudden, she grabbed the top of the head board and screamed, and she flooded my dick with her cum once again. That was too much for me and I came inside her too. This orgasm was just as intense as my first one!!!!! I was completely spent, but we kissed for quite a while afterwards .... she had no idea how much I loved her. Eventually, I pulled her off me and got off the bed. I looked at her as she knelt on the bed and all I could do was smile. I just fucked my gorgeous sister, and made her cum!!!! I looked down at my cock and could see her sticky wetness glistening all over it. I didn't want to wash it off because I loved her scent. Half dazed, I stumbled out of the room and saw Tom sitting on the couch. He smirked and went into the bedroom, as I dressed and quicly left the apartment.

As it turned out, Tom and Jess broke up a few months later, and in a heated argument, Tom gave me up. She found out that I fucked her, and she confronted me about it. She sat down in front of me and asked "Did YOU really fuck me that time I was blindfolded???" I didn't know what to say. I couldn't tell if she was really mad or just curious. So I took a chance and thought I should be honest with her, so I said "Yes, Idid .... that was me", and I started to explain why and how it happened, but after a few minutes she stopped me, and I'll never forget what she said, she glared into my eyes, and with a stammer said, "that was the must amazing fuck I've ever had" and she walked out the door. As you might guess, my dick was rock hard again, and my heart was pounding wildly. I wondered what the meant, but didn't have the guts to ask her ... does that mean she liked it and wanted to do it again, or was she totally grossed out and had to leave the room????? I got my answer later that day ...... but that's another story.

That's it ....what do you think????



Let's Make A Deal



Raven was a small town girl, beautiful and shy. She was the desire of every breathing male and the obsession of one man in particular ........ her father. Raven had been raised by him since her mother ran off with a younger man when she was just a small child of 7. Her father, David, could be very strict and yet so lenient all at once. He held onto her with an iron leash, sometimes not even allowing her the simple joys of talking to friends on the telephone. 

Unknowingly, it was Raven herself that had brought on this obsession. She would often walk straight from the bathroom, fresh from a bath, completely naked to her bedroom, in full view of her father. Other times she would wear next to nothing, small tight shorts and low cut tops. Often times no bra or panties either. Raven was very comfortable with her sexuality. And she had every right to be, she was gorgeous standing 5'6, 125 lbs, long flowing black hair and dark brown eyes. 

Her body was perfectly tanned without a tan line in sight. Her tits were perfectly molded into a voluptuous size 40C. And her ass was shaped like a seductive little heart. So as you can see, it would not be difficult to obsess over such a sexy creature. But Raven never thought twice about her father seeing her like this, he was her daddy and she felt extremely comfortable showing off her body. 

Her 19th birthday was fast approaching and she wanted nothing more then to go to Paris with her friends, Gloria and Shannon. But she was apprehensive about approaching her father, she knew it would take some tall talking to get him to agree. And even though the prospect of him saying no scared her, the idea of never seeing Paris frightened her more. 

So that night when David came home from work, Raven set her plan into motion. Greeting him in her normal perky bouncy manner, she was ready to get a yes out of him no matter what it took.

"Hello daddy!!!" she said, very excited, "How was work today?"

"Just another day," answered David, setting his briefcase down and kicking off his shoes. 

Raven took a deep breath and tried to summon up the courage to ask her father.

"Daddy?"

"Yes baby?" he answered.

"I need to ask you something but I'm not sure how you'll answer," she said, almost in a whisper as she twirled a long strand of her silky black hair in her finger. 

David looked at his daughter standing there in her short tight cut off shorts and her tight white see thru tank top. She was a vision of innocence and sex all rolled into one. 

"You can ask me anything baby, you know that," he said, giving him her complete attention.

"Gloria and Shannon want me to go to Paris with them for the summer, can I go????"

"Absolutely not," he answered immediately.

"Why daddy?!?!?" she said, pouting.

"Because you're only 18 and you don't even speak french, Raven," he snapped.

Raven walked over to the large over stuffed couch that sat beside the fireplace and plopped down, pouting as she threw one leg over the arm.

David sat there carefully scanning his young daughter's body. He felt his cock grow beneath his black dress slacks. 

"Don't pout my angel, there's plenty of time to see Paris," he said.

Raven refused to speak or even look at her daddy, very upset that he didn't even take time to consider it.

"Not going to speak to me, huh?" he asked.

Raven shook her head no, still looking down at the floor.

"Baby don't be mad, I just think that 18 is too young to run off to a foreign country when you can't even speak the language," he said. 

Raven suddenly had an idea. She was going to use her charms to win her daddy's approval. She stood up and faced David, as he noticed her hot nipples poking out from her top. His dick began to throb and almost ache.

"Daddy, isn't there anything I can do or say to change your mind?" she asked, dropping to the floor and crawling over to him.

"No Raven, my mind's made up," he said.

As she stood there on her knees between his legs, she smiled noticing the thick bulge straining beneath his pants. She reached out and took one of his hands, placing them on her firm young tit. They both moaned in unison as he gripped the firm mound tightly.

"Don't do this Raven," he said, "Don't put daddy in this position."

He quickly pulled his large hand from her tit, his face red from embarrassment.

"It's ok daddy," she whispered, lifting her shirt and exposing her firm young tits, "I won't tell anyone."

David stared at his daughter's perfect tits, his mouth watering. Her nipples were small and tan and her tits so round and sexy. 

"Suck my nipples daddy, don't hold back, it's just you and me here," she whispered, sliding her shirt off and tossing it to the floor. 

David hesitated for a moment, knowing this was wrong, but he had wanted inside his babygirl for years and now was his chance. 

"Oh God, Raven, I've never felt tits as perfect as these my whole life," he said, placing both hands on his daughter's perfect mounds.

He began rubbing them hard, almost manhandling them as Raven reached down and began rubbing her father's dick thru his pants. 

"God help me Raven, but I want inside you baby," he moaned, rubbing her tits harder.

Raven stood up and faced her daddy, looking down at his face, his eyes almost red with desire for her. 

"If I let you fuck me daddy, then I go to Paris, is that a deal?" she asked, slowly unzipping her tight cut off shorts.

"Yes baby yes, give daddy what he wants and I'll pay for all three of you to go," he moaned, watching his babygirl begin to strip for him.

Raven smiled as she continued to unzip her tight little shorts. She giggled playfully as she turned around, back facing her daddy and slowly slid her shorts over her ass and down her long tan legs. David moaned loudly when he saw his daughter was wearing no panties. Her ass was so round and perfect and he got a perfect shot of her asshole as she was bent over. 

"Oh God," he moaned, as she turned around, completely naked.

David wasted no time standing up and unzipping his pants, revealing that he too was not wearing underwear. This excited Raven very much. His massive cock bounced free as his pants slid down to his ankles. 

He stood there stroking his thick rod, staring at Raven. He knew right now he could get anything he wanted from his babygirl, he had the trump card.

"You want this?" he whispered as his large hand stroked the throbbing shaft.

"Yes daddy, I want your fat cock," she moaned.

"Mmm that's a good girl, now bend over the arm of the couch and put your head down on the cushion," he instructed.

Raven obeyed her daddy's request. 

"You ready for this baby? Daddy's gonna pound the shit out of these holes," he hissed, slipping the head of his cock into his daughter's tight pussy hole.

"Yes daddy yes," she purred, slowly moving her hips side to side.

David looked down at his daughter's beautiful ass and was no longer able to control himself. One swift thrust and he was inside his babygirl's pussy. He let out a loud groan as her wet hole molded around his shaft. Quickly he began fucking her, he wanted no more time wasted. His large hands took their place on her hips, pulling her succulent ass closer to him so he could see her beautiful asshole. 

"Oh God Raven, I never knew you'd feel like this baby," he groaned, fucking her like a machine.

She could feel his cock tip pressing into her womb. His thrusts pushing her hips into the arm of the couch. She bit her lip several times, closing her eyes and enjoying the sensation that such a large dick inside her was bringing. She never wanted this to end. She could feel her daddy's warm nut sack slapping against her ass with each thrust. His fingers digging into her hips and pulling her closer, jamming his hot cock into his daughter's fuckhole deeper and deeper.

"Fuck I gotta stop or I'm going to cum," he moaned, slipping his cock from her pussy.

But before she could say anything, she felt the fat cock head pressing into her asshole. 

"I have to fuck your ass baby, I can't take it anymore," he hissed.

Raven clutched the couch cushion tightly in her fist, preparing for her daddy's cock to fuck her virgin asshole.

Another quick stroke and he was inside his daughter's asshole. 

"Oh my fucking God," he groaned," this hole's even better baby."

He wasted no time beginning to work her asshole. He moved his hips in a circular motion, working it deep into his daughter. Raven put her face into the cushion and bit the material, not wanting to make a sound ........ yet.

David began thrusting harder and deeper, ramming his fat cock up as far as it would go. Raven clamped her ass muscles around her daddy's dick, milking him and teasing him. 

"Thats it baby, be daddy's whore, work my cock in your ass," he groaned, pumping her asshole faster.

Several minutes later, when he could no longer hold back he commanded her to get on her knees and face him. He slipped his wet cock from her asshole and grabbed her by the hair as she kneeled before him. 

"Lick it baby, lick daddy's fat cock," he whispered, jacking his dick off just inches from her mouth. 

Raven looked up at her father, smiling and obeying. Her hot teenage tongue slithered from her crimson lips, finally resting upon her daddy's cock tip. David threw his head back and began jacking off faster. His hips moving at a rapid pace, almost as though he were fucking the air.

"Don't stop baby, suck daddy's cock head, suck it tight," he hissed breathlessly.

Raven began sucking her daddy's cock head tightly as he instructed. She could smell and taste herself on his flesh and this only excited her more. She began sucking daddy's cock head almost savagely, sucking it like a lollipop.

"OH SHIT BABY, MMMMMM THAT'S IT, PUT YOUR MOUTH ON DADDY'S COCK, I'M CUMMING!!!!!," he screamed, spraying her mouth and lips and chin with his hot seed. 

Rope after rope of hot thick semen coated his babygirl's face and mouth. His hips bucked wildly as he grabbed her hair tighter, pushing her mouth all the way down on his cock. Raven never missed a drop of her daddy's seed. She sucked him like a pro as the last of the cum leaked from his cock tip. 

David slowly released the grip he had on his daughter's long silky hair. He just stood there for a moment, his legs shaking and his spent dick bobbing in front of Raven's mouth.

"Mmmm you are such a good little girl Raven," he whispered breathlessly.

She stood up and took her daddy's hand and led him to the couch so he could rest. She sat there next to him looking at his sexy fat cock, which was still in his right hand. She put her hand on top of his and slowly together they both began jacking him off again. Raven looked into her daddy's eyes and leaned in and kissed him powerfully. 

David quickly responded to this by pulling her onto his lap.

"I want to fuck you again baby, please," he begged, letting his cock slip back inside his daughter.

Raven didn't say a word, she just straddled her daddy and began riding his cock again. Her moans and dirty words filled their small living room as they sat on the couch, father and daughter having the best sex either one of them had ever had. David placed his hands on her shoulders, pulling her down further onto his cock. His hips bucked up, meeting her pussy and fucking her deep. Raven's heavy tits bounced as she rode her daddy's fat cock. 

Within minutes David had cum again, this time filling his daughter with his seed. 

Raven kissed her father again, slowly rocking on his cock as it softened inside her. She gently put her head on his chest, as he ran his fingers thru her hair. 

"I always want to do this Raven," he whispered,"I want to be the only cock that you fuck in your life."

Raven smiled and agreed that from now on her daddy would be the only one to fuck her. 

The afternoon wore on and they both fell asleep. David's cock never left its spot. 

Later the next day, Raven awoke to find a note from her father :

"Baby, daddy's at work, I will see you tonight and be ready for more of what we had yesterday. Oh and as promised, here is my credit card. Call your friends and make the arrangements. I love you, Dad."

Raven jumped up, hollering and screaming in complete excitement. She smiled as she dialed the number for the airline. Sometimes in this life, to get what you want, you must do what others want.



Let's Make A Deal



It was mostly a boring summer for Julie and Alex. They were best of friends third grade. Now that they were going into senior year at the age of eighteen, they had grown into having a group of friends to hang around with. The only thing Alex feared, was that most of these friends were guys, and he didn’t want Julie to feel left out or uncomfortable. This was far from how things would be.

The guys never did mind having Julie around. She was your basic tom boy when it came to being around the friends. She completely hated dresses and would only wear them when forced to. She was five foot four inches, and had a cute flat tummy aside from the little baby fat. Her legs were a little long, but the kakis and knee long shorts she wore kept her legs less revealing and attractive. Her c-cupped breast sometimes stood out in the shirts she wore, and on occasions her outfits would reveal the curves of her luscious hips. If this wasn’t enough to die for, her luscious and pouty lips that went along with her dark blue eyes and black long hair could also draw attention if she would let it down instead of through a ball cap in a pony-tail.

As for Alex, he had long brownish hair to his mid-back that was always in a pony-tail, and his deep sea eyes always were able to clearly show his emotions. He was about five foot nine with a medium toned body. He usually wore black, and never liked the idea of wearing ties or belts if he could help it.

Throughout freshman year, people would joke about Alex and Julie being a couple. They would soon be silenced after Julie intimidated them with her fists. Although she hid it well, she had grown slight feelings for Alex, but she didn’t want anyone to know, especially him. Little did she know he had similar feelings deep inside that he didn’t even realize fully. That would all soon change for them both.

The summer fair was occurring this week and the two had already gone out with their friends once. They had decided that they would go again, and try to win more games, as well as Julie’s goal to get Alex to ride all their rides. She knew that if they went today, she would have to be quick. Alex already forewarned her that he could only go for a couple of hours, and then he was going to hang out with the guys. He tried to explain to her already that she wouldn’t like it this time, because they were going to do serious guy things. She didn’t understand and was a bit upset, but still had her determination.

“Come on Alex! We only have four hours and you said you would at least try SOME of the rides!” exclaimed Julie while trying to make him hurry. She loved the rides, they were one of her favorite parts. She was wearing her kaki shorts and a black shirt that showed off her figure a bit, but not enough to get people to glance right away.

“I’m coming, I’m coming! I don’t see why you like these rides, Jules. They aren’t the safest you know. Every year they tear them down, and set them back up, all to do it over and over again,” sighed Alex. He knew his excuse was a lost attempt, but he still felt the need to inform her about this.

“And your point? Come on, at least three rides, or are you going to be more of a pussy than even me?” she taunted. Not wanting her to get him on this, he agreed. The two went on three rides and played various games to see who was better. On skill games they were evenly matched. Alex dominated the machine and coin pushing games, whereas Julie outmatched him in all the games of chance and guessing on the color.

“We have about forty-five minutes left, Jules. We better hurry before I go,” Alex implored. He knew she wouldn’t let him off easy, but as always, his hopes of her being tired and ready to go remained.

Julie smirked, replying with a comment that could only bring some argument. “Well, if you go now, I’ll have to go with you to the guys, won’t I?”

“Jules, I told you already. You won’t like it, trust me.”

“Tough, I’m going.”

Sighing, Alex asked, “Alright Jules, what do I have to do so you won’t go?”

“Are you trying to bribe me? Alright, let’s see. You have to go on the bungee with me.”

“What!? No way, Jules. You know I hate heights. That’s not fair at all.”

“Oh well. Guess I’m going. Or do I have to do something you want in order to go?”

Stammering for some way to win against her, Alex had to work on an idea that he strongly knew she wouldn’t do. Then it finally clicked, “You have to wear a dress or a lady-like skirt like a business woman, tomorrow. How’s that sound?”

“Fine. I’ll do it then,” agreed Julie. She knew that it wasn’t something she liked, but at the same time, she could just break the agreement tomorrow after all is said and done. Alex would forgive her anyway, he was nice like that.

As they left, Alex grew a bit worried that the guys would gross her out with their plans. They had planned on watching a few porn videos one of the guys found. He knew they would still watch it even if she was there, and he didn’t want her to think of them wrong. What he seriously feared though was that one of the guys might try to make a move on his best friend and she might get hurt and he wouldn’t be able to protect her.

By the time they got to the house, Alex had tried his hardest to not show his emotions, nor make eye to eye contact with Julie. She rang the doorbell and one of their friends, Bobby, answered. “Julie! I didn’t know you were coming. Woah, you are one wild chica.” Bobby stopped his rambling when he not only noticed Alex’s glares but the big glare he got from Julie for calling her a chica.

After letting them in, he led them downstairs to where everything was set up. The food was set on a big table in the middle, and all the guys were sitting on the couch, aside from one seat they left for Alex. They all were shocked to see Julie but offered her a seat next to them. “She sits with me,” said Alex with a light growl. The two shared the seat and Alex whispered into Julie’s ear. “Jules are you sure about this? We’re going to be watching porn, and I don’t want the guys to try to act funny on you. Aight? If they do, you tell me and I’ll kick some ass.”

“I can take care of myself,” snapped back Julie in a whisper. After a little silence, she whispered back, “Thank you though.”

Yelling out, Bobby called to Alex, “Yo, Lex! Will you go up and get us some soda. We won’t start without you.”

“Sure,” gestured Alex as he got up and went to the kitchen upstairs. While he was gone the guys seemed to have huddled and talked a little, as if setting up a plan. Julie watched them carefully, but couldn’t make out a word they said. As Alex returned, he tossed each one a can of soda and sat back down.

Just as he sat, the movie began. It showed three people, two girls and a guy talking in a kitchen. The girls were blonde and brunette while the guy was with short black hair. The guy left to the sound of a door bell, leaving the girls talking to each other. As they talked they grew closer. Her eyes widening, Julie couldn’t believe she was now watching the two girls kissing, gently the first time, but now more passionately. She tried to look away, but found something out a little interesting to her for a moment. Looking across the room to the other guys, she started to see bulges in their pants. Trailing her eyes around to where she was, she saw that even Alex was having a bulge, even though he tried to hide it from her.

By the time she looked up, there was another guy, also with black hair and all four were naked. The guys in the video were slowing stroking themselves while the brunette ate out the blonde’s pussy. Slowly moving in the guys began sucking on the woman’s large breasts. Julie watched as a slight heat grew along her crotch. She watched as the blonde started to suck off both the men, as if dying of thirst and wanting to suck anything from their cocks.

Soon she heard the men groan in the moving, coating the blonde’s face with white cum. Gasping softly so they guys couldn’t hear, she grew more into the movie. The brunette had moved up to lick the cum off of the girls face, then kiss her passionately. As their lips parted though, she could see that she was also spitting some of the cum into the woman’s mouth. As a few minutes passed, she began to feel the heat rise as one of the men was licking at the brunette’s pussy and the other licking at the brown rosebud of her ass.

Feeling her nipples hardening she shifted her shirt and position quietly so they wouldn’t be revealed to the guys. Looking around, she saw that none were paying attention to her, so she was relieved. Once she glanced back at the show though, her breath was taken in sharply by the view of a cock in the woman’s cunt and another in her ass while the blonde licked at both balls greedily. Unfortunately for Julie, one of the guys caught the sound, and it was all he needed for their plan.

“Man, this movie is intense. I can’t hold back anymore,” David said, as he unzipped his pants. Whipping out his cock, she slowly began to stroke it up and down while ‘watching’ the movie. Knowing that Julie’s eyes were watching him from the side, he lightly nudged his friend. She had taken their bait. Soon the other guys were also agreeing with David and whipping out their cocks to stroke, all but Alex. Alex could feel the bulge straining in his pants, but wouldn’t dare to do this in front of anyone, especially Julie.

As the movie intensified and the brunette’s screams were loudly heard as she climaxed, the guys all groaned and shot their cum off onto the carpet and their hands. It was then that David looked straight at Julie and remarked, “Like the show? Well trust me, we’ll be hard again in no time, but I don’t know if we can do it again. How about you help us.”

“Help you? How?” questioned Julie. She could feel that Alex was against this but she didn’t care.

“Well, why don’t you start with Bobby. All you gotta do is put your hand around his cock and jerk him off. Don’t go too slow but then again, don’t be too rough. Our cocks are sensitive too, ya’ know.” Nodding, Julie scooted over next to Bobby and put her hand on his semi hard cock. Instantly it sprang to life. She lightly grinned at feeling that she had the power to do this. Starting slowly, she jerked him off, gaining speed as she went. As she did this, all the other cocks sprang to life and Bobby began to pant heavy. Moving aside, Julie worked harder until Bobby came hard enough to shoot his wad right onto the TV.

“Nice one Julie. But you know who I think really needs it? I think Alex would love some assistance,” coyly remarked David.

Julie looked to Alex and could see that he wasn’t comfortable with the idea yet. Even if she was getting eager to see his cock under those pants, she respected his nerves and would wait on that. “No, but who’s next and what should I do?”

“Well,” remarked David, “You could do me or Nathan if you want to. But this time, why not suck us off like the girl was in the video?”

Julie grinned lightly, “No. Not unless we come to a deal.” They all looked at her curiously, awaiting her terms. “I’m fucking horny now so you have to please me in various ways too. In other words, to cum on me, you gotta do what I say. And IF I decide to let you cum in me, you gotta seriously be my bitch.”

The guys looked at each other and then agreed. As Julie stood up she looked over to Alex and walked to him. “You, however, will be the one that gets the most fun. Sorry boys, but I’ve known him the longest so he wins.” With that, she gently laid a passionate kiss on his nervous lips. She had finally realized her feelings for him were growing, but still wouldn’t say anything. All she would do is hold the kiss while she removed his pants and boxers, exposing his eight and a half long cock, longer than any of the others.

Stepping back, she removed her shirt and shorts, remaining in a black bra and black g-string panties. Taking off her bra, she looked at all the eyes locked on her. “Alright, for now, I want you all to rub your hands all over my body. Were ever you want, except for my pussy, got it?” Without needing any more explanation, the guys moved closer, rubbing her ass, her legs, stomach, and tits. Two hands, however, remained nervously rubbing her shoulders and neck. Turning her head, she saw that it was Alex. “Is he a virgin? I hope so, because I want him to take my pussy’s cherry before anyone else gets it,” she thought. Tilting her neck, she once again passionately kissed him.

After a few minutes of this, she looked at them all and gave her next order. “Alright, I’m going to lay in a position and here’s how it’s going to be done. Bobby, you get to have my tits to suck on. Nathan you get my other tit. David, you get to lick my asshole. And Alex is going to get to eat my pussy first.” Moving aside, she slipped off her g-string and stood beside the couch, spreading her long legs widely. One leg rested on the couch while the other was on the ground. She never thought she’d feel this way for a long time. What surprised her the most, though, was that even though she was being dominant, she felt a strong feminine side growing to overpower her tom-boyish attitude. Each man got into place after she positioned herself properly for them all to reach. Bobby and Nathan hungerly suckled on her nipples, leaving her to gently coo while watching them all. David licked and reamed at the rosebud of her ass, sending shivers down her spine. Slowly, Alex began licking at Julie’s trimmed pussy.

She wondered for a while if he would get better and start to really work her up, and shortly got her answer. His licks became more aggressive and wild on her pussy as he drove his tongue in to wiggle it around. Gradually, he found out where her clit was and how much it drove her wild. Once he found it, he focused entirely on it until she was brought to a climax. Even then he wanted more and continued until she has a few more.

As they all moved away, she sat down to regain her breath. Grinning she looked at the four. “Alright, time for my end of the bargain. Just know I still can tell you what to do, my bitches.” Grinning she waited for the first to come for his “reward”.

To Be Continued…



Let's Make A Deal



Andrew Gibson sat back in his office chair -- and smiled. And who could blame him?

His life was an incredibly happy one, to be sure, and all because of the formula. He stroked his chin in thought, staring out the picture windows in his plush corner office with a view of the park. There had to be someone worthy enough to pass it on to, he thought.

Andrew riffled through his rolodex and took out a card with a grunt. One of his friends, and one of the few people he trusted to get something done for his publishing firm, was Mark O'Bryan. Mark was an entertainment lawyer whom Andrew consulted or hired frequently, usually on issues related to copyright and such. Mark was also a real lady-killer, with straight dark brown hair, bright green eyes, a well-scrubbed all American face, and a smile fit to make traffic stop, especially if a woman was driving.

Mark was content, though, Andrew had to admit. Otherwise it was a real pity that Mark couldn't seem to find a good woman -- or at least a good date -- or find some larger purpose as a lawyer, as he had as a publisher.

Andrew thought deeply, considering. Mark was a lawyer in a large firm, but if it wasn't for Andrew's.... certain way with people, Mark might have still been languishing in his original position, stuck with traffic court cases. Andrew remembered vividly the looks on their faces when he asked to deal with Mark and Mark only. It was funny.

Then Andrew's phone buzzed. "Yes?"

"Just reminding you that you have lunch scheduled with Mark O'Bryan today."

"Thank you," Andrew smiled. He quickly gathered his suit jacket, adjusted his tie somewhat, and left the office.

* * * * * *

Well, one thing's for sure, Andrew thought. Mark was still a fun guy, even dressed as he was in a navy-blue pinstriped suit. All the waitresses were practically hanging on his every word.

Service was excellent. There was nothing they couldn't get.

In the middle of telling a funny story, Mark put his napkin on the table and said, "Excuse me for a second."

Andrew watched him get up and approach a beautiful black woman. Actually, he thought, beautiful didn't begin to come close. She wore a spanking white blazer and skirt with white high heeled sandals, her hair pulled up in a bun.

Andrew was very surprised. Mark had never told him he liked black women. But it made the decision to send him the formula that much easier.

In any case, she had smooth skin like cocoa, medium brown straight hair with light brown highlights, big friendly brown eyes, and had a gorgeous smile that could light up a whole room, which she did with it when Mark approached her and touched her arm. 

"Hey, Rachel."

She turned, smiled, and squeezed his arms with long delicate fingers bearing long fingernails. And no jewelry. "Mark, how are you, baby?" she said in a warm, friendly voice.

"I'm good," he said. "I'm having lunch with a friend of mine. Would you like to join us?"

The woman's smile broadened, but she shook her head. "No, Mark, but thank you for asking. I'm having lunch with my divorce attorney. Otherwise I would join you."

"Divorce attorney?" Mark repeated stupidly.

Her smile drooped a little. "Yes, my divorce attorney. My divorce became final today. So she and I are celebrating."

"You deserve it," Mark smiled.

Suddenly the woman gave him a quick nervous hug, then pulled back and said, "Give me a call or send me an email sometime. We'll have to meet and catch up."

"Absolutely," Mark nodded. "I'd like that."

The woman smiled, rubbed his arms. Kissed him on the cheek. "As would I, Mark."

"I'll see ya later, then," Mark grinned foolishly.

"I hope so," Rachel smiled. She gave him a cute little feminine wave. "Bye, baby." And she went to her table.

Mark sat back down at the table with Andrew, grinning. "Sorry about that."

"No problem," Andrew grinned back. "Who was she?"

"Rachel White, she's a good friend of mine I knew way back from college," Mark explained as picked up his fork again and speared a shrimp.

"She sure is beautiful," Andrew commented.

"Yes, very," Mark agreed. "She was having lunch with her divorce attorney."

"I heard," Andrew nodded soberly. His was none too pleasant.

"I didn't even know she was married," Mark said, baffled and shocked.

"Maybe she didn't want you to know," Andrew suggested.

"Maybe," Mark said doubtfully. "He would have to have been a real dickwad."

"Which reminds me," Andrew said, sipping his glass of wine. "I never knew you liked black women. At least, you never told me you did."

Mark shrugged and grinned. "I like black women," he paused, "just as much as I like every other type of woman."

They both chuckled. "You haven't changed, dude," Andrew grinned.

"Well, one thing's for sure," Mark said, looking towards Rachel's table. "I'd give a million bucks to know what she's thinking right now."

Andrew got a weird gleam in his eye then. "Don't forget to give me your new email address before you leave."

"Oh, right," Mark said. "Thanks for reminding me." He pulled out his wallet and gave Andrew his business card. "There you go. As always, just email me or call if you need me."

"As always," Andrew grinned. "Now, what was this story you were telling me...?"

"Right," Mark said, grinning. "So I said to the judge, 'Your Honor, he can't have registered this first if he just read it last week...'"

* * * * * *

An hour later, Mark was back in his office, his suit jacket draped over his chair.

He was in the middle of contemplating joining the law firm's department that worked with the record companies. As distasteful as the prospect was, the record companies paid through the nose to protect their property. He would get a big raise. If he said yes.

But suing some teenage kid for what was on his hard drive wasn't exactly his kind of law.

On to other things, he smiled, and went to his email. There was the requisite spam which he deleted -- too bad they didn't have a department for that, he thought -- after which two emails were left, one from his friend Rachel, and one from Andrew.

He clicked on Andrew's first. The tag line had grabbed his attention -- "The Secret of My Happiness."

Mark's eyebrows rose. He would have deleted it as spam if he hadn't seen Andrew's email address. Intrigued, he clicked on Read.

"Dear Mark," he read.

"You mentioned at lunch that you wanted to know what your friend was thinking. I don't blame you -- she certainly is beautiful. At any rate, the attachment at the end of this email is for a formula that will get you everything you need and or want. You will be able to not only read, but change people's minds, as easily as making a phone call. And you will also experience some physical changes. Amazing physical changes.

"There is nothing artificial in here, just natural herbs and plants, but please do not share this with anybody, at least not until you've gotten where you want to be. Then choose one person to pass it on to. And choose carefully.

"Good luck and best regards, Andrew Gibson."

Mark snorted derisively, but he downloaded the attachment anyway. Then he started to read Rachel's email, but was so curious to read this mysterious document from Andrew that he signed off right away instead, and opened the file.

"The Secret Of My Life 

June 1853 

I, Jebediah Harrington, feel the end of my life approaching. I have lived these many years in the glow of great happiness. I feel the need to write down the great secret of that happiness. If it was undeserved, I leave it to posterity to judge. 

Fifty-eight years ago, I engaged myself in the scientific study of how various substances occurring in nature affected the human body. In the course of my experimentations, I concocted a mixture which I believed would, if consumed only once, fight off diseases and increase bodily strength and stamina. Not wanting to create an unknown risk in any other person, I swallowed the mixture myself. Its effect was immediate, increasing my body's strength and endurance to many times the human norm. But that was not the only effect. To my great amazement, I found it also increased the strength of my mind. I discovered that with little effort I could see within the minds of anyone I chose, read their thoughts, memories, passions as clearly as one might read words on a page. Beyond that, I discovered that with little more effort I could rearrange the thoughts and passions as easily as moving chess pieces across a board. I could release hidden passions, turn enemies into friends, create desires where there were none. 

Once I discovered this remarkable ability, I selfishly kept it to myself. In the years since, I have used it to my advantage, accumulating wealth and power, basking in the flesh of my beautiful African women. But now, as I reach the end, I wonder if I could have been a benefactor to the world instead. I write down the ingredients and instructions for creating my original mixture. If posterity finds them, may they have some beneficial use. 

J. Harrington" 

Mark sat back against his chair, more than slightly incredulous. After the letter, was a simple formula and recipe for combining the ingredients. 

It was all ridiculous, Mark thought -- a scam, a practical joke. It had to be. 

But he had to admit, he was more than a little curious to find out what this stuff could really do. And to see if it really was just a practical joke. Andrew Gibson had been an incurable practical jokester during their college days. But this seemed legit. Seemed.

So he went to an organic food store after he got off work and bought the stuff, made the formula and slowly drank it down. He had expected it to taste bitter, to say the least, but it hadn't really tasted like anything.

Then he sat down to watch TV. And wait.

Mark woke up in the middle of the night. Blearily, he realized that he'd fallen asleep watching TV. He turned off the TV, then stumbled to the bathroom.

He unzipped his trousers and gawked at his penis -- it was huge! After he finished, he found a tape measure and actually measured his manhood. And it was at least seven, almost eight inches long.

Holy shit, he thought. Maybe this stuff really does work.

* * * * * *

The next morning he took the stairs instead of the elevator -- he felt good this morning -- to the upper floor where his office was, and went into the foyer, to get his messages from one of the secretaries at the front desk.

As an associate attorney, he only rated sharing one secretary with other attorneys in his office, like a doctor's office. The secretary in this case was Toni Evans, a strikingly pretty black woman with dark chocolate skin, matching eyes, high cheek bones, straight jet black hair to her shoulders, and delicately full bee-stung lips. 

"Good morning, Mark," she smiled. 

"Good morning, Toni," he smiled back. "Feeling better today, I see." He'd personally delivered some cold medicine to her apartment yesterday because the temp they'd had last week was terrible.

"Yes, I am, thank you," Toni said, her smile widening. "Here's your phone messages and faxes." She handed him a thick folder and winked.

"Jesus," Mark said, staring at the folder.

"Tell me about it," Toni grinned at him. "You must be very popular."

Mark leaned over the counter top. "Just don't tell anybody," he whispered. Then Toni's phone rang and she answered it, laughing heartily as Mark walked away. 

Suddenly he stopped on a dime when he realized he could read her mind! It started off pretty tame -- "Damn, does he look good in that suit, yum yum!" -- but then quickly moved on to heartier stuff, like, "God, I wish I could follow him into that office and suck his dick."

Mark pretended to read a fax while he stood there. Then he carefully closed the folder and slowly went to his office door. After making sure there was nobody in his office, he left the door open, then sat down at his desk.

It was a nice roomy office, considering he was little more than a cog in the machine. As he came in, a huge desk was against the right wall. Behind the desk were a couple of big windows and a comfortable leather chair. On the left hand wall was a big book case.

He relocated Toni's mind and read a little more. "It's too bad I can't just go in there. I'd need a really good legit reason."

Grinning, he lifted his phone. It was time to give her a legit reason. "Yes, Mark?" her slightly throaty voice filtered through.

"Toni, can you come in here a second? I need you to take a letter."

"Certainly," her voice said. "Just a minute."

As Toni got her pen and legal notepad, Mark's cell phone rang. "Mark O'Bryan."

"Hey, baby," Rachel's voice came through.

"Hi, Rachel," he grinned.

"Did you get the email I sent you?"

"About dinner? Yeah, I was just about to email you back," he said.

"I hope you can join me," she asked softly.

"Absolutely," Mark grinned. "As long as I can bring the wine."

"You certainly may," Rachel smiled. "You have excellent taste in wine." Among other things, she thought but didn't say.

"Thanks," Mark replied, to both sentiments. "What time should I come over?"

"About six will do. That's enough time for you, isn't it?"

"Sure," Mark nodded. "Unless this is a black tie dinner."

Rachel laughed. "You know how I am, baby. I won't even be wearing shoes."

"Sounds good," Mark chuckled. "See ya then."

"I can't wait, baby," she chirped.

Even as he thumbed the kill button on his phone, there was a knock on the door. "Come in, Toni," he said.

The door opened a little more, and Toni came in. Mark's jaw nearly brushed his desk, and for good reason. When she was sitting at the front desk, he couldn't tell what she was wearing, but now he got a full view.

She wore a long-sleeved gold silk button-down shirt, fastened at the collar with a brooch, with a black leather miniskirt and black leather high heeled pumps. Flesh-toned silk stockings. As she opened the door and came in, walked over to a chair and sat down, light played across the silk and leather.

Mark got an instant hard-on, especially when she sat down and crossed her legs. He cleared his throat and said, "Toni, could you please close the door?"

"Sure," she smiled. She got up, walked over to the door and closed it. Mark got the supreme pleasure of watching her booty move under the leather, as well as her long slim legs. He picked up her thinking, I hope he's getting a good show. I wore these clothes for him. 

Damn, he thought.

As she turned around and headed back towards his desk, he entered her mind and removed all the inhibitions she might have had for acting on her desire, now that she was in here for a perfectly legit reason.

The effect was immediate.

Toni gently placed her pen and notepad on the desk, then slowly moved around behind his desk and swiveled his desk chair to face her. She saw his hard on and smiled. "Looks like great minds think alike."

And she bent down and kissed him.

Both of them moaned as they kissed for a good fifteen minutes. Then Toni stood up and unbuttoned a couple of buttons on her blouse, enough to bare her breasts, which Mark eagerly accepted. Soon Toni's nipples were visible through her silk blouse as two hard brown points.

Grinning, Toni spread Mark's legs and moved in between, getting down on her knees. Looking up at Mark, she slowly unzipped his trousers and watched it pop up and grow to nearly eight inches. 

Lightly, she licked his manhood, running the tip of her tongue along the head of his cock, then along the shaft. Mark moaned and groaned with her efforts. But that was nothing compared to what it felt like when she took it in her mouth and eagerly started sucking. She couldn't take the whole thing but that didn't matter -- Mark was one happy dude.

It wasn't long before Mark came in her mouth. Toni was a trooper, swallowing it all down.

But Mark wasn't finished. Not by a long shot. After Toni wiped her mouth with a tissue, Mark had her sit on his desk, facing him, and gently spread her legs. Toni pulled her skirt up and spread them more.

Soon Mark was feasting on the tastiest chocolate cream pie he'd ever had. There was hardly any hair, except for a small patch of curly hair above her clit. Mark felt her fingers grab hold of his hair and grab hard as she came quickly, once and then again. 

Then Mark stood up and kissed her. "There's more?" Toni asked softly, perspiring slightly, trying to catch her breath.

"You bet," Mark grinned, as he moved in between her legs. He dropped his trousers to the floor, then he reached around her waist and unzipped her skirt, and pushed it up more. He gently placed the head of his cock at her still-wet pussy and slipped it inside.

Toni gasped out loud and held onto him tightly by the shoulders.

Mark began to move, slowly at first, to tease her.

"Oh, baby, please...faster," she begged him softly.

Mark couldn't take it for very long, either. Her pussy was the best. He began fucking her hard and fast. But before he came, she had at least three more orgasms. Finally Mark came again, and it was a powerful orgasm.

Mark sat down and Toni sat in his lap. They kissed softly. "What was that letter you wanted me to take?" Toni asked softly.

Mark chuckled. So did Toni.

She smoothed his hair back and kissed his sweaty forehead. "I don't know what came over me," she confessed. "But I've wanted to do that for a while now."

Mark looked up at her. "Oh, for a while?" he teased her.

Toni laughed. "Okay, for a long while."

"Glad you acted on it," Mark said, trying to get his breath back. In surprisingly little time, he was ready to go again.

"Me too," Toni smiled. They sat in silence for a little longer, then Toni said, "I suppose I should tell you that you have a meeting with an agent from Zane and Rogers in the conference room at eleven this morning."

"Great!" Mark grinned. At Toni's look he said, "They're my realtors."

"I see," Toni nodded and smiled. "They're well-known about town, aren't they?"

Mark nodded. "Yes, very prestigious. I'm lucky to be represented by them."

"They're lucky to have you as a client," she smiled, loosening his tie. Then she went to unbutton her blouse some more and push the straps of her bra down around her shoulders. "In the meantime, how about this real estate?"

Mark feasted on the generously offered chocolate nipples, a bud of fudge against creamy smooth chocolate. And just as delicious.

* * * * * * *

I forgot to mention they're also the most conservative real estate agents in town, he thought to himself as he walked down the hall to the conference room, confidently adjusting his tie. 

Zane and Rogers had a reputation around town as being the most picky real estate firms around town, as well as the most prestigious. They had a habit of finding the most obscure item on someone's credit record and using it against them.

But I have the edge, he thought. And I want that house. It was a two-story beach house, with a living room and den, and a roomy kitchen on the first floor, and three bedrooms and a big bathroom on the second floor. The beach was the back yard. 

He snapped himself back to reality, and cautioned himself not to count his chickens before his eggs were hatched. Instead, he concentrated on the task at hand.

His hand on the door handle, he saw that the agent had an edge, too. Two edges, in fact. She was black. And female. And beautiful.

Three strikes, Mark thought to himself. But maybe I can still hit a home run. Be careful mixing baseball analogies with real estate, dude, he grinned to himself.

He opened the door and went inside, and went to a seat at the conference table across from the real estate agent. Yep, she was a real beauty, alright, a shoulder-length halo of curly brown hair surrounding an elegantly formed face with clean lines -- full lips, Asian-looking coffee colored eyes, and most of all, smooth ebony skin about a shade lighter than Toni's.




Let's Make A Deal



She stood up and smiled as he approached.

The woman wore a mud-cloth blazer and mid-thigh skirt with black high heeled sandals. No stockings on her legs. No blouse under the jacket. Cleavage in full effect, especially on her petite frame. The skirt was pulled tightly across nice wide hips.

Damn, Mark thought again. This day sure was becoming interesting.

The woman extended her hand. "Hello, Mr. O'Bryan. I'm Tasha Nelson." She spoke with a trendy nasal middle America voice -- with a touch of underlying tension.

Mark smiled a little and took the extended hand. It was soft, too. "Please, call me Mark."

The agent smiled back and inclined her head somewhat. "I'm Tasha, then."

Mark smiled his most charming smile. "Nice to meet you, Tasha."

As Tasha sat down and opened up her soft leather case, Mark picked up her thoughts. Bawdy, horny, naughty thoughts.

Apparently the woman had a boyfriend, but it didn't seem to be going very well, and the girl hadn't been getting any for months. But he was still surprised to pick up a vivid fantasy from her, over before it started, of making love, with him, right there, right on the conference table!

This formula rocks, Mark thought. "Thanks for meeting with me here," Mark smiled.

Tasha smiled back. "Not a problem, Mark," she smiled back. "Unfortunately, there's a problem with your credit record."

"I know," Mark nodded. "I'm behind a little on some of my law school loans." But then he suddenly picked up something from her mind -- the house had been foreclosed on. The house was up for sale at a highly reduced price, literally pennies on the dollar. He could write a check for it today and it would be his.

Then he decided to play a little dirty pool. He relocated her sexual frustrations and the fantasy she had for him, and let them fill her mind.

Mark couldn't see it, but Tasha became instantly wet, her nipples instantly hard. She suddenly stared across the table at him with sexy, heavily hooded, bedroom eyes. And then she smiled at him, her painted lips curved upward.

Mark was suddenly a little afraid. What sexual monster have I just awakened?

She suddenly stood up, kicked off her high heels, and slithered and slinked across the conference table towards him with feline grace and style, even as she unbuttoned her blazer. "That can wait."

And then she grabbed his necktie, tugged him towards her, and kissed him. More like devoured, Mark thought. Tasha kissed him with unexpected delicacy, but the way her lips and tounge cleverly worked his own, he knew she was not playing around.

He intended to satisfy her well and good.

But before he had a chance, she tugged on his tie again and stood him up, even as she slithered off the table. She pushed him against the wall and went south. In a twinkling, she had unzipped his trousers and was sucking on his hard cock like there was no tomorrow.

And she was good. Damn, was she good, he thought. But she didn't rush it, he noticed. Miss Tasha Nelson enjoyed every single inch of him, and took her sweet time. Before too long, though, Mark felt an orgasm coming, so to speak, and coming on strong.

"Gonna cum, Tasha," Mark warned her.

But Tasha kept on sucking until he came, right in her mouth. "Mmmm," she said. She continued to suck, even as he had a strong orgasm. He was afraid he was going to ruin her suit but she didn't even gag as he filled her mouth with the white stuff. She pressed her lips together to make a ring of lipstick around his penis, then pulled back and licked her lips.

Mark took her back over to the table and had her sit down. He kissed her some more, reaching inside her blazer to palm D-cup breasts. He sat down before her to lick and suck on her nipples, a slightly more pale shade of fudge against her coffee skin.

Tasha moaned his name sensuously. "Ohhhh, Mark..."

Then Mark started to spread her legs. Tasha smiled, "You don't need to do that. Just fuck me, baby. Fuck me."

Mark stood up and moved in between her legs. Tasha bit her lower lip in anticipation and put her arms around his neck. As he entered her tight pussy she arched her back and her eyes nearly rolled up inside her head.

They proceeded to fuck in three different positions, for at least half an hour -- Tasha seated with Mark standing, then doggy style with Tasha on the table on all fours, and finally with Mark seated with Tasha on top. But Tasha lost count of the orgasms she'd had, incredibly powerful orgasms.

Both of them sweaty and naked, Tasha's last orgasm finally faded and they laughed and kissed, no longer so passionately, but the satisfied kiss of lovers.

"My god," Tasha whispered reverently, her hands on his face. "Thank you so much, baby. Thank you." She kissed him over and over and over again.

"Oh, no," Mark chuckled. "Thank you."

After a few minutes, Tasha disengaged from Mark's arms and began to get dressed again. "I believe we were discussing real estate," Tasha said professionally but softly. She buttoned her blazer, zipped her skirt up, and then found her lipstick. "And I believe you qualify for our express program." Tasha and Mark both chuckled.

"What's that?" Mark said innocently.

"That's a special discount we only give to our best clients," she explained softly, looking up into his eyes. "In this case, we bought this house you want for pennies on the dollar. I don't see any harm in selling it to you for that."

"Just like that?" Mark asked, innocently again.

"Trust me, baby," she said, looking him up and down as she fished some paperwork out of her leather case. "You definitely qualify."

"Thanks," Mark said, grinning. It gave him some solace that he hadn't used his power to get this great deal -- the sex had done that.

* * * * * * *

As Tasha Nelson went out of the room, he chuckled to himself as he looked at the mortgage slip, stamped paid in full, and jingled the keys to his brand new house.

But the day wasn't completely through. After lunch he had a meeting with the guy who had emailed him about the RIAA task force, the head of the whole department. Tony Johnson, blond and blue-eyed, was an attorney who lived to file lawsuits, so copyright law was tailor made for him. And he had found the ultimate client in the RIAA. Mark had no interest in this whatsoever, but he confidenly strode into Tony's office.

"Hey, Mark," Tony said jovially as he stood and shook Mark's hand. "Have you given any thought to my email?"

Mark read Tony's mind like an open book. And all the spam he'd had to delete. "Yeah, I have," he said. "But I think it might be more useful to go elsewhere."

Tony raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. This spam is driving me nuts. I'm going to propose to the partners we open a new department." Then he speared Mark with a glance. "Feel like a big fat promotion?"

Mark grinned. "For this new spam department? Hell yeah."

Tony extended his hand again and Mark shook it. "Give'em hell, dude."

"You bet," Mark nodded. He left Tony's office counting his raise.

The rest of the day went by quickly, especially since Toni would come into his office for an occasional quickie.

He drove home and changed clothes, from his suit to a hooded track suit with sandals, then he grabbed a bottle of wine from his wine rack and drove over to Rachel's place.

He went up to the door and rang the doorbell. "Who is it?" Rachel's voice said.

"It's me, Mark," he said, gripping the wine bottle tightly.

"Come on in, baby," her voice sang. Mark grinned, opened the door and stepped inside. Rachel emerged from the kitchen, wearing tight blue jeans and a white long-sleeved top, barefoot, her hair down, her lips painted with shiny red lipstick. She took the bottle from him, and gave him a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. "Hey, baby. Glad you could make it."

"The pleasure was all mine," Mark grinned.

"Come on into the kitchen with me," she said.

"Need any help?" Mark asked.

"No, thank you," Rachel smiled. "It's almost finished."

"Whatever it is, it smells delicious."

Rachel beamed. "Thank you. It's a surprise and I hope it turns out right." She opened the bottle of wine and took out two wine glasses, then stuck the bottle in a bucket of ice. "So, tell me, what's been going on with you?" she asked in a chatty tone. She handed him one glass and sipped at hers.

"Not much," Mark said modestly. "Finally got my house."

Rachel made a happy noise. "That's wonderful, baby. When do you move in?"

"Good question," Mark realized. "Hopefully you can see it soon." Rachel squealed and clapped her hands. Mark sipped his own wine and said, "What's up with you and the divorce? I didn't even know you were married."

Rachel took a long time before responding. Mark got all sorts of vibes from her mind. The mind of a divorcee. She checked the pan on the stove, then turned off the heat and took the pan off the burner.

"Yes, I was. For a little while. What I thought was a good marriage, was instead a big sham. A great big sham."

"How so?" Mark asked quietly. Fearing the answer. Trying to calm her own mind while keeping his own even. Then he sensed a buried thought, dug for it, and yanked it to the surface of her mind.

Mark saw her face change. "It's not important, now," she smiled softly. She opened a cabinet and took out two dinner plates. "Let's eat. I'm hungry."

At the dinner table, lit with a candle, Mark said, "Wow, Rachel, you sure haven't lost any culinary ability."

Rachel laughed and sipped her wine. "Why, thank you, Mark. I take it you enjoyed your free dinner?"

"Very much," Mark nodded. "So why didn't you tell me you were married?" At the same time he comforted Rachel's mind.

Her smile stayed on her face. "Because the day after the wedding, I realized what a mistake I had made. Because the man that I really wanted...is right here."

She grabbed his arm and rubbed it.

Mark swallowed. "You wanna get married? With me?"

Rachel's smile became subtly different. "Well, I don't know about getting married," she said, taking his hands and standing him up. "But I do want to try being something more than just friends. I want you...to be my special friend."

"How special?" Mark asked, his voice a whisper.

"Pretty darn special," Rachel smiled.

Her succulently painted red lips, slightly parted and slightly curved, looked delicious in the candle light. Mark slipped his arms around her waist, and Rachel put her hands on his shoulders -- and kissed him. They kissed fully, their previously un-realized passion for each other flaring into full being.

In less than ten minutes they were both naked and in her bedroom, just past the bedroom door. Mark gently laid her naked brown body on cream-colored satin sheets. They kissed and caressed a while longer, then Mark began moving down her body.

Rachel was full of tension -- she had wondered what this was going to be like, for years, ever since they met, in fact. But now as he nibbled, kissed and licked her body, every sensation had the effect of stoking her fire even more.

With every kiss, every touch, every caress, Rachel gasped or oooohhhhed or called Mark's name in soft passion.

Finally Mark couldn't deny her or himself any more. He gently spread Rachel's legs and moved in between, and gently pressed the head of his hard pink cock against her naked brown pussy -- and slipped inside her.

They both gasped at the moment of their joining. Then Mark began to move. Rachel had always considered herself a lady, and Mark would agree, but in this moment she was all woman, digging her nails in his back, in his hair, shouting his name and making loud female noises.

Mark blew her away in a sexual sense -- before he came he gave her at least five orgasms. After the last orgasm had faded, Rachel kissed him and caressed his sweaty body.

"Oh, baby," she moaned. "This was the best. I just wish it hadn't taken me so long to get up the courage to tell you how I feel about you."

Mark held her tighter. "Let's not deny ourselves any more then."

Rachel smiled happily and kissed him. "You got it, baby."

* * * * * * *

Three weeks later, the last bit of furniture was moved into his new house, and Mark paid the two moving men, who thanked him and drove off in the truck.

The day after he'd bought the house, Mr. Zane had called his office himself, incensed. But when the phone call was over, the man had forgotten the house even existed.

Grinning, Mark got a box of stuff out of his car and went to the door. But he noticed two cars pull up to the curb. One of the cars, he recognized as Toni's. The other car, he recognized as Rachel's. His cock started to harden at the thought of them both in his house.

He went inside and dropped the box on the floor. He turned around -- and both Toni, Tasha and Rachel each stood there. Smiling.

Rachel dropped her purse at the door. "We wanted to give you a house-warming gift," she said softly, smiling sexily.

"And what's that?" Mark asked grinning, as the three women approached him.

"What do you think?" Rachel whispered, giving him a sexy look. "Actually, I have some very good news that I think you'll like."

"I always like good news," Mark grinned. "What is it?"

"I let my real estate license expire," she said, playing with the buttons on his golf shirt. "Because I just passed my paralegal exam. And guess which firm hired me?"

"You're kidding?" Mark asked.

Rachel smiled and nodded. "Let's get this sexy man to the bedroom, ladies." The three ladies giggled as they went up the stairs.



Let's Make a Deal



I knew something wasn't quite right. Mom had been showing off her tight small body poolside in our back yard all summer. Small waist, tight ass, and tits that were often embarrassing to me when we went out in public or the innuendoes or outright rude remarks my buddies would say to me as they eyed her bouncing breasts as she walked around the house. Funny how guys say stuff they shouldn't about a friends mother or sister. Heck, mom couldn't help what she was given in the beautiful face and sexy body department. But for a friend to say, 'man if my mother was that foxy I'd never leave the house'. Or, 'I bet every time you hug your mother you get a boner just feeling her tits press against your chest...if my mom had a rack like yours she'd be slapping my face every time I gave her a hug and a kiss'.

Hell yes I thought about her. Since around twelve or thirteen I began falling in love physically for her. Between her womanly smell, seductive smile, and sexy body, every girl in school that was half way cute was always compared to mom...I just kept falling deeper and deeper in lust with mother and kept hating myself more and more for the dirty thoughts that kept creeping into my mind.

Dad died of a heart attack two years earlier and my older brother Todd had flunked out of college last year due to chasing pussy. Things were not right in our house except for the close warm relationship between mom and me. But why was she showing her body off to me so much? She had to know she was driving me nearly mad with thoughts that I knew were not right...but shit...she was a knockout and only 20 years older than I was and now at eighteen, when you would think I could get her out of my mind...it started getting worse by the day.

Yep...something was definitely not right and the closer I got to going to college the worse she was teasing. Tonight she asked me to stay home and have dinner with her because she wanted to make me some kind of a 'deal' about the college classes I just signed up to take.

Dinner was wonderful. She fixed my favorite chicken Kiev and even served us champagne. However once again she was flaunting her body to extreme excess. At least that's the way I took the way she dressed and moved around the room. 

Wearing a tight black dress with a scooped neckline I could see two things were apparent. One, she obviously was not wearing a bra because every time she approached my place setting she bent low giving me a perfect shot of her cleavage displaying her large unencumbered tits. I had a hard-on that wouldn't quit every time she bent down in front of me. My boner was getting dammed uncomfortable just by the way her beautiful boobs were on display.

The second thing that was obvious was she wasn't wearing panties under that tight dress of hers. No panty line showed and once she bent down to pick up a serving fork she had accidentally dropped (I sure as hell didn't buy that little slip up because mom's acting was poor and the setup obviously designed to give me a great peek at her exposed butt cheeks as she bent all the way down from the waist to pick it up. Yes, she bent all they way down, and real slow like, causing her tight skirt to ride clear up to the lower part of her tight fanny right in front of my face. I almost shit when she froze extra long so I could get a perfect glimpse of her panty free ass. Add to that the fact her dress was so thin I could actually see the 'Y' of where her legs joined her pussy in the candle light just begging to be licked for a taste test as if it were part of dinner desert (which I soon found out was to be on the menu for her college age sonny boy).

"Mom, what the hell is going on?"

"Why Roger what ever are you talking about."

"Time to come clean mom...all summer you've been teasing the hell out of me with your beautiful sexy body and tonight you gave me nothing but tits and ass to the point of driving me crazy with thoughts I don't think you possibly could understand!"

Mom smiled a very devilish grin and said, "Well...I told you I had a proposition to make for your first semester at school. State 'U' is only 20 minutes from home and your going to be living here at least for the first semester or two to save money. Your brother screwed up his chances last year because of that little bitch Erica wouldn't leave him alone. All year all he did was screw her to the extent of ignoring his studies. I could have killed her for what she did to him and now he's actually supporting her because he was too stupid to take simple precautions and got her knocked up. Imagine your brother working a stupid dockyard job up in San Francisco just to support her lazy butt. He broke my heart and I just know we're never going to see him again as the person he could have been. I don't want that to happen to you my darling."

Wow...she was as cold as a cucumber. Laid it all out in just one precise statement of fact. I was beginning to get the picture but...man...was she really heading for what I was beginning to think?

"Roger...you are absolutely right. I have been teasing you all summer. I wondered if you could really go for your mother in a sexual way and I think I have my answer. I noticed how you tried to hide your boners from your old mom every time I teased you. Stand up and let me prove my point here and now."

"Mom, I don't think this is such a good idea. I admit you caused me a great deal of discomfort all summer and right now...well...let's just say I'm ashamed to admit my thoughts about you have been far from what a son should be thinking about his mother."

"Roger...dammit. I meant what I asked of you. Stand up and come over here to your mother this very instant."

Shit, part of me wanted to show her how fucked up I had become and how much I wanted her. The other part said I should be a man and put a stop to this right now. Guess what part of me won that argument?

I stood up with a diamond cutter of a boner. My cock was trying its best to worm out of my slacks. I looked every bit the tortured soul I had become lusting for my mother. To seal my fate, I saw the satisfied look on her face as I walked over to her chair. Mother's wicked grin was even wider and looking all the more satisfied with the results of her evening's teasing of me with her beauty.

"Yes my darling. Mommy was right. You have a wonderful expression of lust in your pants for me. Let me see exactly how hard you really are."

As she reached out to touch my cock...I started to back away but she was too quick. Like a cat reaching for a mouse she grabbed my belt and pulled me close to her face.

"Don't you dare move while I prove my point to you. I want to make my proposition very clear and very up front."

With that, mother slowly unzipped my fly and hooked her fingers in the front of my shorts so she could get a good grasp of my hard boner. It had swollen so hard and fat, she had to fish down into my shorts. Then taking a full handful of my shaft she began extracting it out into the open. Her fingers were like burning embers on my pecker. I was so big and hard she had a difficult time of freeing my erection from out of my pants...but finally it popped out into the glaring open candle light of the dinning room. And what a crude, rude, and erogenous sight it was to her eyes!

It was fucking humungous. I was embarrassed and proud as hell, all at the same time. A gob of pre-cum was beginning to slowly form from my piss hole. She slowly stroked my cock twice milking the obscene liquid as it slowly began a glistening descent onto her black, low-cut, dress. Kerplunk...it landed right between the valley of her tits in a large, slimy gob of a horny boy's gooey semen sauce.

Mother was seemingly mesmerized by my hard fat rod pointing straight at her mouth. She licked her lips and purred..."Oh my, my grown up baby is sporting an erection for his mother. Roger...this is exactly what I was hoping for. Let me show you what I want for you and what I'm prepared to do so you won't be distracted by some young slut at school looking to get laid and impregnated by you. I'm not going to allow what happened to your brother happen to you."

With that she slowly pulled my cock to the front of her lips. It was so fucking erogenous and so fucking evil all at the same time. Dinner, candle light, my hot gorgeous mother making a move on me...oh wow...do I let it happen? Fuck yes I let it happen. I was in love and lust all at the same time. And my gorgeous mother had a fucking plan? Whatever she was planning was definitely ok with me.

I started to say something but she hushed me up. "Shush baby and let mother do what is necessary. If you don't like what I'm about to do for the both of us...then well...well we will just forget any of this ever happened. But if...if...I can please you and be your lover to get you through this first semester or two, just until you get settled into your schooling then that's all I ask.

She looked up into my eyes and said, "Here goes honey...here is what mother is willing to do to make your first year in college a lot easier on both of us."

With that mother pulled me closer and placed her lips on the shiny swollen mushroom head of my circumcised cock and began to lather her love on my sex. Swirling her tongue all around...circling...licking...oh shit mom was sucking my cock like it was a holy shrine.

I was leaking pre-cum like crazy and she was licking it up like a cat lapping a bowl of cream.

"Oh Roger...you taste so wonderful. Mommy loves your creamy sauce. And you're letting it become all mine. Oh honey, thank you, thank you baby! Do you think you can give mother a big flood of your juice for me darling?"

Fuck yes I could...but I was so mesmerized by the unbelievable scene before me, I wisely kept my mouth shut as she opened hers. Licking her lips with her wonderful wet tongue, she opened her glossy lips wide and took my rod far into her hot sexy mouth. Her bright red lips began sliding slowly up and down my prick as her cheeks began sucking on my meat. She really began sucking hard and then came the Coup de Gras...she slid her tongue out and under my shaft as she began her final descent. Soon her nose was buried in my pubic hair...shit she had me all the way to where I could feel the back of her throat.

My god...she was good. Mother kept her lips tightly sealed around my shaft and I could feel her pointy tongue slither out and just under my tightly wrinkled nutsack. Oh man, oh man, her tongue was swiping all around my balls. It wasn't long before I could feel the pressure building to blow a full load of pent up jizz all over the place.

My balls were contracting and my legs beginning to shake like never before. I tried pulling out of her mouth but she wouldn't have any of that. Her hands reached around my ass holding me deep into the hot tunnel of her mouth.

"Mom...I'm gonna cum...if you don't let me go it'll all go down your throat."

She held me tight and moaned loudly onto my cock and balls and started a wet slobbering stroking of my cock with her milking lips. I knew she was telling me to go ahead and give her my full load of hot sperm. This was all so crazy and wonderful all at the same time. No girl had ever given me what mother was giving me tonight.

Tensing up...I yelled..."Watch out mother...here it cums...oh fucking shit...what are you doing to me...oh god...oh yes, yes-yes mother, suck my cock?"

I reached both hands down into the front of mother's dress and grabbed two handfuls of her magnificent tits. Squeezing them roughly for the first time in my adult life...it was fucking wonderful. I knew I was going to get every thing I had ever fanaticized about her tonight and any other time I wanted it. I owed my stupid brother big-time for his fucking up and dropping out of school.

As I fondled her big tits mother began moaning on my cock sending shock waves into the very core of my being. I let go completely into her mouth. A full flooding of a young man's sperm was unleashed into my mother's sweet sucking mouth! So obscene...so evil, and so fucking wonderful all at the same time!

Mother never lost a beat of this crazy scene of incest. She guzzled down my load in several slurppy swallows. Then as my gusher of cum subsided...she continued feeding on my manhood milking me dryer and dryer. Her suckling on my pole felt like my balls would shrivel up into my stomach. I never felt such a complete sexual release in all my life.

Mother looked up to me as she continued sucking. Her eyes were glazed and rolled back as if in a trance...which was absoletly true for the both of us. I shot one last pulsing surge of sperm into her mouth and then heard her swallow my sauce down her throat in one deep gulp in our quiet candle-lit dinning room.

Mother slowly pulled my slimy cock from her mouth. Now, I could see in the candlelight, just what effect her nurturing had taken. My cock-head was red and swollen from her hard sucking. It looked like a love hickey, all purple and red like...it was lipstick stained or maybe near bloody from the firm sucking she had given. The shaft of my cock was creamy white, with veins were swollen and distended all around. I was still hard as a rock and she was squeezing on the base of my rod keeping the blood from leaving my veiny shaft so she could use it to her liking all the more.

Mother let out a sigh. "Oh Roger baby...that was so wonderful. Mommy swallowed all your sperm and my pussy is tingling with the need for something more...something much more.

Oh god...she wasn't through with me and I wanted to take everything else she was ready to give me. The rest of my dream was about to be fulfilled by my cock-crazed mother.

Mother lifted up her dress around her waist. Taking my hand she put it into the crevice of her pussy and I felt the warm sauce of her wet pussy all over her hairy Mons with the tips of my fingers.

Mother began moaning as she pulled her dress down over her shoulders exposing her large breasts and proud pink nipples. Her nipples were swollen in anticipation of receiving her first fuck from her son.

"Take me Roger. Make love to me as your woman and your lover. Do me hard and fast. I need your cock inside my pussy so bad...please baby, make love to me, fuck mommy baby! Fuck me now and show me how much you want me...please baby take me now!"

Oh, fucking shit...this was such a wonderful sight of incest before my eyes. Mother's gorgeous tight ass was there for my taking...for me to actually fuck with my big hard cock! 

She turned her back to me and bent over the table. Her exposed ass and pussy were sublime. I took a hold of my cock and pointed it right into her wet and ready pussy. Slowly I parted her pussy lips and leaned into her depths. I began the actually fucking of my own sweet, sexy mother. I was about to become a true Mother Fucker!

She was so ready for this. She was still horny from the culmination her entire summer teasing and the actually slobber bobber on my cock tonight. This was the grand finale indeed of all the pent up sexual tension between us.

"Fuck me baby...oh yesssss...deeper...deeper...oh god....oh fucking gaaaaawd baby. Yes...yes...give it to me. Oh honey promise to make mother your little school whore...use me, fuck me!"

Yes I had sunk completely all the way deep into mother tight hot gooey hole. It was fantastic. My cock was now buried from where I had been delivered. It was totally wrong and immoral and so fucking sexy all at the same time.

"Oh mom, you feel so fucking fantastic. I've wanted you for so long. Do you like my cock mother...do you like me making love to you like this?

"Uh-huh baby I love it so. Make me your lover darling. Use me any way you want, just promise to keep away from those horny, stupid college girls. I'll be your girl friend any time you need sex...Oh...oh, god baby...I had no idea this would be so special between us!"

Now it was time for her to quiver. Her ass and thighs were beginning to shake from my cock stroking her pussy and being buried to the hilt down into the depths of her womanhood.

I began grunting like a pig as we both started to cum. It was an animalistic urge taking me over that I never knew existed before. I began pumping and slamming into her pussy as if she were a common whore. I was simply fucking mommy's hole so I could dump a load of cum in her pussy. That was what she was that moment. No longer my mother but a fucking slut begging for a hot fuck from her son. We were just two needy lovers filling each other's sexual urges. 

The last thought I had as I fuck my mother was how wonderful to be living at home with such a sexy hot slut-mother waiting to be taken anytime I needed to fuck her. No more lying in bed at night dreaming about her as I masturbated my cock to a cum out of shear frustration. I was going to be allowed to take her any time I wanted...what a fucking sweet thought to have as I plowed her pussy this very first time.

I began to let go as I never had before as I unleashed all my pent up tortured feelings from her teasings all summer long. "Is this what you wanted mother? Bitch...is this really what you wanted from you son tonight. Oh yeah...I'll fuck you alright! Like you said, anytime I want and I'll take you anyway I want or not at all. Take this you little slut! Fuck your fucking teasing me all summer...you were such a bitch, and so wonderful too! Take it, take it, yeah!"

I was pounding mother into the table. I knew I was hurting her but I couldn't help it. With each cry or sigh from her (I couldn't tell which and didn't give a damn...whatever) I just kept up slamming my hard cock deep into her hairy hole. Fuck it was wonderful and sinful all at the same time. Just before cumming I looked at her beautiful tight ass hole winking at me each time I thrust into her pussy. For the first time in my life I wondered what it would be like to take a woman's ass. I bet my mother-lover could be coaxed into giving it a try...what a great thought to bury my fat cock up mommy's ass!

"Is this what you plan for me this year in college mother dear? Fucking me to keep me away from those horny assed college girls? You want to be my fuck toy this year and keep my mind in school. Yessss...mother...you got it...take your son's cock. Take it all!"

She began screaming out loud. "Yeeeesss Roger baby. Fuck mommy. Give me your seed and make me your woman. Oh...god...oh god, oh fuck! Yes. I'm cumming baby...harder...deeper...give it to me. Give me all your warm seed."

With that I exploded deep into her womb. Shit it was nearly as big a load as before but this time I was deep down the bottom wall of her cunt. I could feel the tremendous pressure of my spurting seed pulsing deep inside her hot pussy.

After my sperm was spent, I pulled her upright, spun her around and put my hands on her breasts for the second time. Her tits were fantastic. I looked into her sated eyes. Mother really was all the woman I needed. Her breasts were supple. Her nipples felt so good in the palms of my hands. My cock was dripping wet with her pussy juices and I could see my semen leaking from the pouty lips of her hairy slit. I kissed her mouth sweetly, tasting a bit of the salty remnant of my earlier cum as I pushed my tongue into mother's face for the first time.

Mothers began sucking on my tongue as we kissed. What a fantastic night this had become. Our kiss lasted for the longest time and as I massaged her wonderful breasts she reached out and slowly stroked her new lover's cock and balls.

I finished by sucking on her neck hard leaving a mark of tonight's first fucking on her skin. She could awake to see my mark in the mirror and remember all we did the night before.

Nuzzling her ear I said, "Mother...you have a deal. Yet me sleep in you bed and I'll take you whenever I want you or need you and promise in return to fuck only you and leave the other girls all alone."




Let's Make a Deal



She answered with a grin and said, "let's go to the living room couch and make-out. I need your kisses and the feel your hands all over my body. The night is young baby. Let's pretend we're on our honeymoon." Mother had such a wonderful imagination...almost as good as what I was imagining for her!

Mother slipped out of her dress as I stripped naked. We sat on the couch feeling each other body as I never could have dreamed. Mother was indeed everything I wanted. The feelings of sinful incest were still there but somehow it just made the sex all the better. She was willing to sacrifice so much for me and I was willing to take her offerings. I didn't know yet how much we would eventually fall in love but was soon to learn.

She soon would teach me everything about lovemaking. Both the sweet sensual kind and the down and dirty fucking like we had tonight. Oral and anal sex was soon to be enjoyed anytime I wanted it. We both wanted something from each other and we now had made a deal and sealed it with our bodies. It was going to be a great year for the two of us...more than we could ever have imagined.

As strange as our pact was...what was to happen next between mother and I would become even stranger yet. Mother was so caring and protective of me...she was ready and willing to do whatever it took to make her Roger remain happy at home and diligent to his schooling.



Let's Make a Deal



"Oh, yeah," she moaned, her luscious ass up in the air. "Fuck, yeah, just like that!"

"You like taking it from behind, don't you?" he asked, his breathing harsh. "I bet you do. You fucking love it, don't you? Fucking slut..."

"Shut up!" she cried, her body tensing. She reached down beneath her body and ran her fingers around his cock as it slipped out and back inside her cunt. Grunting as he slammed his cock home again, she moved her fingers to her engorged clit and frantically stroked it. "Just fuck me. Just keep fucking me like that."

She was so close, she could feel the tingling starting in her stomach. Her muscles were trembling and her body shook with each manic thrust from the man behind her. His cock was long and hard, sliding so easily through her juicy pussy that she shuddered and pinched her clit, longing to feel the hot release of an orgasm.

It had been too long, way too long, since she'd last been pounded like this. Her fingers worked harder on her clit and she bowed her head, resting her forehead on her arm. The position lifted her ass higher in the air and angled her body so that the man fucking her could sink even deeper. With a grunt, he did just that, yanking hard on her hips and he pushed his body forward, burying his cock inside her. Her pussy sucked him in, making a delicious squishing noise as he thrust.

"Fuck, yeah," she moaned, rubbing her clit harder, circling it and pinching roughly.

From behind, he leaned close and lifted one hand to play with her naked tits. His fingers splayed between them where they hung beneath her body before he settled on one breast, pinching her nipple. She gasped, feeling the release hit her at that moment. Her fingers didn't stop moving on her clit and he fucked her even harder when he felt her pussy clenching around his cock.

"Oh, yeah, cum for me, baby," he groaned, moving his hand back to her hip and increasing his already frantic pace.

Unable to form a sentence, she only groaned, long and loud, pushing her body back as best as she could to meet his thrusts. He pounded into her, over and over as her body shuddered with her orgasm. She knew he was close; they'd fucked enough times over the past year for her to recognize the signs. His breathing was erratic, his pace very fast and he was grunting like an animal. In the past, she'd loved to listen to him lose control. Now, all she wanted was for him to finish. She'd hit her peak and felt ten times better than she had when she'd called him.

At last, he shot his load and shouted a name; not hers. Scowling, she waited until his body stopped humping against her backside and then pulled away when he was finished emptying his load inside of her.

"I should go," she said, moving to the edge of the bed and sitting up.

He collapsed behind her, breathing hard and managed a laugh at her words. "Why should you go, baby? That was only round one."

"Fuck you and your round one," she snapped as she reached down for her discarded clothes. "You shouted Carrie's name when you came."

He blinked and stared at her in confusion. "Did I? Oh, shit."

"Yeah, 'oh, shit,'" she said and stood up, pulling her jeans over her hips.

"Oh, don't be such a baby," he said with a smirk. "We're not even dating anymore. You only called me for a fuck."

However true that may be, she didn't have to like the fact that he'd been thinking of someone else as he fucked her. She yanked her shirt on and slid her feet into her sandals, heading for the door across the room immediately.

"Hannah, come on!" he called as she pulled the door open.

"Fuck you, Todd," she tossed over her shoulder before leaving him alone in his dorm room.

As Hannah shut the door behind her, she thought she heard more of his whiny protests but she didn't care. She fluffed her brown hair up and ran her fingers through it to release the tangles as she walked away. The dorm was silent, mostly empty except for a few stragglers unable to make it home or to Florida for spring break. Hannah had had plans to drive with her friends to Fort Lauderdale but when she'd discovered her best friend Lori humping her almost-boyfriend Gerry last week, she'd opted out. Left behind, feeling horny and jilted, she'd caved, calling Todd, her ex-boyfriend. It had seemed like a good plan at the time, since the university was virtually deserted for the week. Now that she'd just been called by some other bitch's name, it didn't seem like such a good idea any more.

Sighing, Hannah hurried down the hall to the elevators and went up two floors to her own hall. Back alone in her own room, she sank onto her bed and stared blankly up at the ceiling.

Now what? She wondered, toeing her sandals off and letting them drop to the floor. I could go home for the week. That thought made her scowl. Her parents, or rather, her mother and her latest husband, weren't even speaking at the moment. The last time she'd called home, she'd been treated to a screaming fight between the two of them. She had no desire to head home to spend time in the middle of that.

There's always Lindsay's house, she told herself, thinking of her high school chum who still lived down the street from her mom's place. Hannah dismissed that idea almost as soon as it occurred to her. Well, I can't stay here, she thought and frowned at the dark ceiling. Maybe home is my best option.

With another heavy sigh, she rolled over and decided to sleep on it.

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The next day, around dinnertime, Hannah was rolling up her old street in her beat-up VW Beetle, idly looking across the well-manicured lawns. She turned up a long, empty driveway, the overhanging trees dousing her car in shadows as she coasted towards the garage at the back of the lot. Once she stopped, she hopped out of the car and grabbed her duffel bag and backpack from the back seat. Then she headed up to the big house and let herself in through the kitchen door.

"Hello?" she called as she walked inside and set her bags down. "Is anyone home?" She stood in the kitchen and listened for a moment. No reply.

Shrugging, she turned to the fridge and opened it to pull out a soda for herself. Popping the top, she wandered through the house, making her way through all the familiar rooms. She hadn't been back since the Christmas break but nothing had really changed. Same elegant furniture, same framed pictures on the mantle and same insane entertainment system in the basement. Smiling now, she plopped down on the wide, plush couch and flicked on the big screen TV.

After flipping through several channels, her smile faded. There was absolutely nothing interesting to watch. She got up and pulled open the cupboard in the entertainment unit surrounding the TV. Rows of DVD's appeared in front of her and she sipped her pop as she looked through them. She picked out a horror movie, figuring that was the best way to take her mind off of her currently sucking life. When she turned on the DVD player, a movie blinked onto the screen that someone must have left in the machine.

Hannah's eyes popped open and the can of soda stopped halfway to her mouth when she saw what it was. A man and two woman writhing on a cheesy tiger-skin rug, naked and moaning. At the moment, the man was lying with his face between one of the women's legs and was vigorously eating her out. The other chick was standing over him with her pussy pressed to the face of the first woman. A giggle escaped Hannah and she felt the immediate response inside her own body as she watched more of the porno.

The man finished playing with the woman before him and they all adjusted their positions. The one woman remained on her feet as the man moved around until he was kneeling. The woman he'd just been sucking on moved into his lap and slid her cunt down his big shaft as the other woman moved to stand between them. The guy lifted his face to her pussy and started to tongue it while the chick he was fucking brought her hands up to play with the other woman's ass.

Hannah dropped the horror flick she'd picked out and moved back to the couch. She set her soda on the table in front of her and shoved her hands down the front of her jeans. She found her pussy already coated with moisture and she bit back a moan as she ran her fingers over her swelling clit.

She didn't know who this porn belonged to, and she didn't care. It was pretty fucking hot at the moment and she loved to masturbate. It was the best way to get what she wanted; she didn't have to worry about guys finishing too soon or calling out some other slut's name.

As she slid her fingers up and down her slit, she thought about who might have been watching the movie. However much it might disturb her, her mother liked to share everything with her daughter. So much so that Hannah knew most of her mother's sexual preferences and she despised pornography. She figured anyone that needed this kind of external stimulation had something wrong with them. Hannah thought she was full of bullshit but it proved that the DVD must belong to her husband, Hannah's current stepfather.

Not that it mattered. Hannah simply relaxed back into the couch cushions and finger-fucked herself until she came with a shout. After that, she was feeling drowsy so she shut the movie off and wandered upstairs. She picked up her bags from the kitchen and went up to the second floor where the bedrooms were. There was still no one home so she got herself ready for bed and thought about the porno as she fucked herself with her dildo this time. After that, she fell asleep, the sheets cool against her naked skin.

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Something woke her up during the night and she sat up with a frown, wondering what noise she'd heard. Some noise drifted into her room from downstairs and she got out of bed, creeping to her door to listen closer. There were people downstairs but as Hannah listened, she didn't think either was her mother. One voice was male and the other definitely female.

Did Alex bring some other woman over? Hannah thought and covered her mouth with one hand.

Carefully she turned the doorknob and pulled the door open just an inch so she could hear better. The voices were louder now and she picked up actual words.

"...Looked good out there tonight," the woman said. "Of course, you look good everywhere, Alex."

"Thanks, Miranda," Alex replied, his voice deep and carrying easily up the stairs to Hannah.

She shivered and remembered that she was stark naked. She stayed where she was for the moment, wanting to listen to the conversation downstairs more than she wanted to warm up. Of course, the shiver could have been caused by listening to Alex's deep voice. Her first memory of her stepfather came to mind suddenly and she wasn't so cold anymore, a blush settling over every part of her skin.

Hannah had only met Alex the day before his wedding to her mother. Hannah had been in university during his courtship with her mother and they'd ended up marrying very quickly, so Hannah hadn't been a part of the marriage preparation. Not that she'd cared. Her mother had been married enough times for Hannah to have given up on her entirely. So she'd shown up at home for the 'big day' and met Alex then.

He was probably the best-looking man she'd ever laid eyes on. He was younger than her mother by a few years, a requirement for the woman, and very fit. With broad shoulders and long limbs, he walked around like he knew how sexy he was. He had dark hair and piercing blue eyes that had seemed to look straight through Hannah when they'd been introduced. All day, during and after the wedding ceremony, Hannah had spent her time checking him out. He had a firm ass that filled out his tuxedo pants very well and big, strong-looking hands that had felt warm against her back as they danced their one dance.

Still, she'd never admit to herself that she was attracted to him. For God's sake, he was her stepfather! It was wrong on more than one level.

It didn't stop her from eavesdropping on him and the unknown 'Miranda.'

"I had such an amazing time," the woman gushed. "I'm so glad you asked me to go." There was a pause for a moment and then Hannah had to strain to hear her next words. "And I'm glad you asked me back here."

"Are you?" Alex replied and chuckled.

Upstairs in her room, Hannah pressed her thighs together, telling herself she wasn't turned on by the mere sound of his voice.

"What do you think I asked you back here for?" Alex asked.

Miranda laughed, a high-pitched sound that made Hannah cringe. "Oh, Alex, don't play coy. We both know what's going to happen here tonight."

"What might that be?"

"You told me yourself that your wife is out of town for two weeks," Miranda said and Hannah frowned. Her mother hadn't mentioned anything about it to her. Probably because Hannah had said she was going to Florida for spring break. Oh well, Hannah thought and shrugged it off.

"So she's away," Alex was saying. "So what? Maybe I just wanted some company tonight."

"I know exactly what kind of company you're looking for, Alex," Miranda said and both of them fell silent for a moment.

Hannah opened the door wider and stuck her head into the hallway but still couldn't hear anything. She crept out of her bedroom and tiptoed down the hall to the top of the stairs. She could hear rustling now, like clothing brushing together and she lifted her hand to her mouth, stifling a giggle.

Alex is screwing some woman in the kitchen! she thought. She knew she should be appalled that he was cheating on her mother but then again, she knew what her mother was like.

Drawing in a deep breath, Hannah slowly made her way downstairs, keeping one shoulder pressed to the wall beside her. She reached the main floor and stopped, glancing down at herself. She was still naked and was about to run back upstairs when she heard a throaty moan from the kitchen.

"Mmm, Alex," Miranda moaned and now Hannah could hear deep breathing. "You taste like champagne."

"So do you," Alex replied, though his voice was muffled.

Hannah was desperate to know what was going on and she slid down the hallway towards the entrance to the kitchen, doing her best to remain silent. Finally she reached the lit doorway and stopped, keeping herself hidden in the hall.

"Oh, that feels good," Miranda murmured. "Yes, that spot right there."

"Right here?" Alex replied.

Hannah could hear wet sounds of kissing again and pictured Alex soul-kissing the woman. She imagined his big hands on the woman's backside and felt moisture pool between her legs at the image that sprang to mind.

"Fuck yeah!" Miranda gasped suddenly. "Oh, yeah, I love it when you grab my tits."

"I know," Alex replied. "I've known that ever since you pressed them against me in the archive room."

Miranda giggled and moaned again. "I wanted to fuck you that day, you know."

"I know," Alex repeated. "I would have if Hank hadn't walked in."

"Oh, such a wasted opportunity," Miranda sighed. "Thank God your wife is gone."

"Oh yeah," Alex agreed.

Hannah's mind was spinning as she listened from the hallway. She heard some scuffling and then a kitchen chair was moved, squeaking as it moved over the linoleum floor.

"Oh!" Miranda exclaimed and there was the sound of a dull thump. Hannah pictured Miranda being lifted effortlessly to the table by Alex and had to lift a hand to her chest where her heart was beating wildly. "Yes, I like this," Miranda went on.

"Are you wearing panties?" Alex asked, his voice coming out much huskier then usual.

"Have a look, stud," Miranda answered coyly.

A moment of silent passed and Hannah squeezed her eyes shut to keep from jumping around the corner. Then a new sound reached her ears and her eyes popped open when she realized what it was.

"Oh, fuck, Alex," Miranda gasped. "Oh yeah. Fuck, yeah, that feels good. S-so good." Miranda's stutter hit Hannah's ears just as a loud 'slurp' did and Hannah moved her other hand between her legs to cup herself, biting her lip to keep from moaning out loud.

"God, yes," Miranda moaned and there was the sound of another thump. "Oh, yes, yes, Alex! You're gonna make me cum!" And then she must have since she dissolved into inarticulate moans and screams that almost drowned out the wet, sucking noises.

"Oh God, I want you to fuck me now, Alex."

"If you insist," Alex replied and a zipper was undone. Some other chair was pushed out of the way with a squeak and then there was the distinctive sound of bodies coming together.

Hannah listened, her breath coming quickly and her fingers dripping with her own juices. She still had a hand pressed to her chest though she wasn't sure if it wasn't to keep herself from moving. She just couldn't lean around and watch them, could she? No matter how turned on she was or how badly she wanted to watch Alex drill some strange woman, she just couldn't.

The slapping sounds grew louder and Miranda's moans reached a new pitch. Hannah shuddered and caved, lowering the hand from her chest to place it on the wall behind her. Then she turned, twisting her body around and leaning out just far enough that she could see into the kitchen.

There was a blond woman on the kitchen table, a slinky red dress pushed up around her waist as Alex fucked her roughly while he stood between her thighs. He was facing the doorway where Hannah was, though he wasn't looking up. Hannah watched, drinking in the sight of Alex fucking Miranda, his face flushed and perspiration beading on his forehead. He was still clothed, only his pants undone and pushed down partially to release his cock.

Hannah moved again, lifting onto her toes to see his cock actually disappearing into Miranda. She couldn't but she couldn't seem to stop leaning. Her grip on the wall slipped slightly and she took a step with a gasp.

Alex's head snapped up at the sound and his blue eyes bored into her. Hannah's breath caught as she was trapped by his piercing gaze. She waited like a frightened animal for him to stop moving and scream at her.

He didn't.

Instead, his full lips curved up at the corners as his eyes swept down Hannah's body. She sucked in a breath and looked down at herself, seeing her naked body half-exposed around the wall. As his eyes traveled back up her body, she met his gaze and blew her breath out silently as he continued to fuck the blond on the kitchen table. His lips parted and he grunted, slamming his hips more purposefully against Miranda's body.

"Oh yes, Alex!" Miranda cried suddenly, breaking the hot silence.

Her voice brought Hannah back to herself and she darted out of the doorway, bracing herself against the wall as she sucked in air. From behind her, she heard the frantic sounds of fucking and shook her head. Pushing away from the wall, she hurried upstairs, not even caring if her bedroom door made a sound when she shut it. She threw herself on her bed and grabbed her dildo from her nightstand, shoving it in as far as it would go. Her orgasm came fast and she groaned, lifting her knees as she stroked her clit through it.

-----

She must have fallen asleep after that because the next thing she knew, sunlight was pouring in through her window. She blinked groggily and rubbed one eye as she looked around with the other. After a moment she remembered that she'd come home from university and then another second later, she remembered what she'd witnessed in the kitchen.

Sitting up, she looked towards her door, listening for any sign of Alex and the blond Miranda. Nothing filtered through her door, so she got up and crossed her room to open it. Before she did, she turned back to her closet, drawing a robe around her body this time. Then she went out into the hall and looked down towards the master bedroom. The door was wide open and that was when she heard the noise of a TV from downstairs somewhere.




Let's Make a Deal



Drawing in a deep breath, Hannah walked downstairs. She didn't know if she'd find Miranda or Alex or both of them, and she didn't know what she'd say either way. She just let her feet carry her down to the entertainment room where the big screen was showing a different porn from the one she'd glimpsed the night before.

Well, at least I know their Alex's for sure now, was her only thought before she looked towards the couch.

Alex was sitting there, his arms slung wide from his body, resting on the back of the couch. His dark hair was tousled in the back and he was bare-chested. Hannah studied the sight of his sleek muscles and swallowed hard before moving further into the room.

"Good morning," she said, stepping around the couch to face him.

Thankfully, he was wearing pajama pants but she couldn't not notice the bulge in his lap.

His blue eyes met hers and he grinned. "Good morning, Hannah," he greeted her and lifted a remote to silence the movie in the background. "I hope you had a good sleep."

She blushed and nodded, thinking this was already turning out to be the strangest conversation she'd ever been involved in. "I did, thanks," she replied lamely.

"I hope I didn't keep you up too late," he said and winked at her.

Blushing furiously, Hannah shrugged. She couldn't believe he was talking about it. She supposed someone as experienced as he was had this sort of thing happen all the time. She wondered briefly if her mother had caught him the same way and that was why she'd left town for two weeks.

"Where's my mom?" she asked as the though of her mother came to her.

"She went to visit Aunt Ruth," Alex replied and shifted on the couch, crossing one long leg over the other and dropping his hands to his lap. "She won't be back for about twelve days."

"Oh," was all Hannah could think to say.

"If she'd known you were coming home for spring break, she might have changed her plans," Alex said, watching her closely. To Hannah it felt as though his blue eyes were looking right through her.

"It was kind of last minute," Hannah replied, playing with the belt of her robe. "My plans for Florida fell through and I didn't want to hang out at the empty university."

"Ah, I see," Alex said with a nod. "I thought you might have come home because you knew your mother was gone."

"Wh-what?" Hannah stammered after a moment, caught by surprise. What was he saying to her?

"Come on, Hannah," Alex said with a smirk. "We both know what happened last night."

Hannah shook her head mutely, unable to think of anything to say.

"Even though I was a little preoccupied, I could see how wet you were from across the kitchen," Alex went on when she said nothing.

Hannah's eyes flicked back to his face and she gaped at him.

"Oh yeah, I could see it," he said, his voice dropping an octave. "And I saw your perky little breasts too. You've got a great body, Hannah."

She couldn't believe it. She just couldn't believe she was standing there, listening to Alex talk to her like this. Her body was flushed and hot all over and she couldn't deny the stirring in her pussy the longer she stood there.

"I think we need to get something straight right away though," Alex said and leaned forward, resting his forearms on his knees.

"What?" Hannah finally managed to get a word out.

"You know your mother doesn't need to know about what you saw, right?"

Again, his eyes stared into hers and Hannah found herself nodding along as he did. He grinned again, dropping the remote control beside him before standing up. He came towards her, towering over her by at least eight inches.

"I'm glad you understand," he murmured and tugged at the belt around her waist. "Now I think I should pay you back for that favor." He yanked the belt of her robe free and it drifted open.

Gasping, Hannah clutched at either side of the robe and held it closed over her body. Alex just stood in front of her, smiling knowingly at her and she didn't know what was happening.

So she turned and ran from the room.

Alex's voice trailed after her. "Don't bother trying to hide it, Hannah. I already saw you naked last night and I know you want me."

Mortified, Hannah ran all the way up to her room and slammed the door. She stopped in the middle of her room and covered her face with her hands. She wasn't a prude by any stretch of the imagination. Christ, she'd been fucking Todd like an animal only two night ago. But for some reason, Alex made her feel awkward and young.

Behind her the door to her room opened and she whirled around to see Alex. He was smiling and he leaned against her doorframe, crossing his arms over his bare chest.

"What are you doing in here?" she demanded, striving to sound more in control.

"I'm here to fuck you, Hannah," he replied simply and it blew all the air from her lungs.

"You...can't," she replied and took a step back, away from him.

"Oh, but I think I can," he said and walked into the room, walking right to her until she was pinned between her tall dresser and his body. "I know you want it too."

"No, I d-don't," she stammered and shook her head, even as her mind was screaming, 'yes, yes!'

"I bet you're soaking wet under that flimsy robe, aren't you?" he said and slid his eyes down the deep V of the robe.

She sucked in a breath to deny it but he parted the robe and slid a hand between her thighs before she knew it. She gasped and shuddered as his fingers easily slid between her pussy lips and inside her dripping hole.

"I fucking knew it," he hissed, moving his lips close to her ear. "I'll make you a deal, Hannah."

"W-what? A... d-deal?" It was so hard to comprehend anything while he slid his fingers back and forth inside of her. Her eyes closed and she lifted her hands to his biceps, holding on while he tormented her.

"You keep what you saw last night a secret from your mom," Alex said, his lips brushing against her ear lobe. "And I'll fuck you all you want, all week long."

Hannah felt her head nodding and shivered when he chuckled, the deep sound reverberating through her body. Her eyes opened to find him staring at her and she smiled. Slowly, she felt her own experience returning and she knew this was the best deal she'd been offered in a long time.

"How about you fuck me for twelve days?" she whispered and grinned when his eyes widened a fraction. "Until my mom walks in the front door."

"You've got a fucking deal," he agreed and licked her lips.

She moaned and tipped her head back, parting her lips as her eyes closed again. Alex took her silent invitation and drove his tongue into her mouth as he shoved his fingers hard up into her pussy. He rubbed his thumb roughly over her clit and fisted his hand in her hair as he kissed her deeply. Hannah tried to hold on to him but he was moving away from her already.

Whimpering, she opened her eyes and frowned at him. He only smirked at her and pushed the robe from her body. She let it fall, pooling at her feet and stood naked in front of him for the second time in less than twenty-four hours. Hannah let her eyes trail down his body until she saw the front of his pajama pants sticking out proudly. Biting her lip, she met his gaze again as she reached for the thick shaft beneath the fabric.

"How about you get down on your knees and introduce yourself?" Alex suggested and put his hands on her shoulders, giving her a gentle push.

Hannah obliged, dropping to her knees only because she loved to suck cocks. It was the main reason she was able to get so many dates in university. She gripped the waist of the flannel pants and pulled them down, grinning like a kid in a candy store when his thick cock bobbed into sight right before her eyes. With one more look into his face, Hannah wrapped her lips around the fat tip, groaning deep in her throat as his salty pre-cum hit her tongue.

Alex exhaled sharply and cupped the back of her head, thrusting with his hips. Hannah gagged only once before taking his generous length deep into her throat. She cupped his balls in her hands and massaged them, looking up when she heard his sharp inhalation. She moved her head back and forth, stroking the exposed length of his cock each time it left her mouth. Alex braced one hand against the dresser behind her and thrust gently with his hips as she sucked on him.

God, but he tasted amazing. And she loved the way he felt, so hard and silky smooth between her lips. Pulling back, she tongued just the tip, keeping her hands moving up and down the shaft as she lapped at him.

"Fuck, Hannah," Alex growled and twisted his hand in her hair. "If I'd have known you sucked like this, I would have had you on your knees ages ago."

Hannah leaned back with a grin, sliding her palm over and around the plump head of his cock. "If I'd have known you had such a fantastic cock, I'd have begged you to let me suck it ages ago," she replied.

He grinned at her, a wicked, lusty grin and Hannah moaned before wrapping her lips around him again. She sucked hard, her cheeks caving in from the force. Alex groaned and pushed hard with his hips, knocking her head back against the dresser. She whimpered and thought she heard a harsh apology but she lifted her tongue to caress the underside of his shaft. He groaned and she squeezed his balls, happily drinking every bit of cum as he spewed inside her mouth.

After a few seconds, Hannah sat back on her heels and looked up into his face, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. His flavor lingered in her mouth and on her tongue and she idly stroked his cock as she wondered how long until he was ready to feed her again.

"Fucking great, Hannah," he said between breaths and reached down to pull her to her feet.

"Glad you think so," she replied.

"We're going to have to figure out some way for you to do that every day from now on," he told her.

She cocked her head to one side and continued to rub her hands up and down his hefty length. "Well, for the next twelve at least."

Alex's eyes narrowed and his hands closed roughly on her waist. She jumped in his grasp, smiling into his eyes. "I don't think you understand," he told her roughly. "I want you to suck my cock every day until I tell you to stop."

Hannah flushed, unsure if she should be flattered or frightened by his demand. "I don't know how we could manage it," she decided to say.

Alex grinned again, his deep blue eyes heavy-lidded with desire. He dropped one hand and cupped her where she was still dripping wet with anticipation. "I think we'll find a way."

Hannah could only nod in agreement as his fingers pushed through her swollen pussy lips to tease her hole. He lifted his fingers and circled her hardened clit and she sucked in a breath when he pinched her between his thumb and finger.

"I've got to do something about this," he announced and turned them, shoving her down onto her bed beneath him.

As he crawled over her, she felt the hard length of him against her thigh, and he was really hard again. He kissed her, teasing her mouth and tongue with his and drawing away before she could properly meet his thrusting tongue. His fingers slid into her pussy, fucking her slick hole rapidly. Then he brought his hand up, dragging her own wetness over her stomach and up to her erect nipples.

"You want me to keep playing with you?" he asked, almost sounding polite. "Or do you just want to be fucked?"

"Fucked," she replied quickly and gasped when he pinched her clit.

"How?"

Well, since he was so close to her already, her first choice was missionary. When pressed, her favorite position was doggie style, with hard fingers clutching her hair or slapping her ass.

"Forget it," Alex said before she could answer. "I'll fuck you my way."

And he did. He lifted her legs, draping them over his shoulders and he grasped his cock to line it up with her cunt. With that same wicked grin on his face, he slid inside, going deep in one hard thrust. He felt so much thicker than she'd expected and Hannah pressed her head back into the bed as he pushed deeper. At this angle, with him holding her ass right of the bed, it felt like he was going to drill right through her. His movements were controlled though, angling deep and then pulling out slowly before going deep again.

Hannah clawed at him arms, gasping for breath as he fucked her long and slow. He slammed hard a few times, making her see stars but he always withdrew before she could even adjust to the penetration. Mindlessly, she reached one hand down to play with her clit as he thrust into her juicy cunt.

"Fucking slut," he growled at her. "You always play with yourself like that?"

Hannah blinked up at him before nodding, her fingers working faster over the hard bud.

"I can see your fucking dildo there," he said and jerked his chin at her nightstand.

Twisting her head, which was difficult since he was pounding into her so hard, Hannah glanced over to see her beloved toy there. She turned back to him and shrugged as best as she could. Alex grunted and drove his cock deep, slapping their bodies together roughly.

Then she came, screaming his name as she squeezed her clit. Alex moved faster, slamming hard against her repeatedly until she felt his muscles tense. The next several thrusts hurt as he came hard, emptying his load deep inside her pussy. After a few moments, he let her legs down and they lay silently beside each other.

"Holy shit," Hannah breathed, reaching down to cup herself. She was tender already and wondered if she could handle anything more today, never mind for the next twelve days.

Alex said nothing but he stirred beside her, rolling over and reaching across her for the nine inch realistic looking dildo on her nightstand. He held it up between them, his eyes bright and his breathing still coming quickly.

"What?" she asked with a grin, wondering what was going through his mind.

"I think we can have some fun with this," he told her.

Hannah wasn't sure what he meant and was about to tell him she didn't need the dildo since she now had his fantastic hard cock to fuck. Then Alex rolled her onto her stomach and shoved the dildo into her wet hole. She groaned, pressing her face into the bed and lifting her ass off the bed as he fucked her with the toy. He slipped it in and out fast, coating it with their combined juices. After another minute, he pulled it out of her.

"Come here," he growled at her and she lifted her head to see him urging her closer. With another glance, she saw that his cock was already stirring to life for the third time. She grinned as she lifted herself over his body, feeling like she'd just won the fucking lottery.

Straddling him, she rubbed her pussy lips up and down his slowly hardening shaft. When she felt the head of his cock brush against her opening, she stopped moving and reached down to stroke him.

"You want to fuck me again?" Alex asked, lying casually beneath her with one arm folded behind his head. His eyes were dark and he still held the dildo in one hand.

"I do," Hannah told him and moved until she was sinking down around him.

He didn't let her get all the way down though. Moving quickly, he pulled out from under her and positioned her on her hands and knees. She glanced over her shoulder at him, almost coming just anticipating him fucking her from behind. He held the dildo up for her to see before he lowered his hand and slid the toy between her full ass cheeks. She tensed up when she realized what he'd meant about 'having fun with it.'

"I know that you're not a virgin, Hannah," he said conversationally to her, slowly sliding the toy up and down her crack, covering her ass with her own juices. "But if I had to guess, I'd say that there are parts of you that still are." As he spoke, he brought his cock up and slipped it into her aching cunt.

Groaning, she dropped her head and pushed her ass back towards him, wanting him to fuck her hard again. He teased her, still moving the dildo up and down her ass crack and keeping his thrusting shallow. After far too short a time, he withdrew from her pussy and shoved the dildo into her instead.

She gasped and lifted her head. She reached down, fingering her hard clit and moaning as she approached another orgasm. He was pushing the dildo hard into her. It didn't feel as good as his cock but she could be patient. Even as the thought crossed her mind, he slid his hand over her ass, gently parting her cheeks. Then she felt the hot head of his cock pressing against her anus.

"Oh, n-no," she moaned but even she didn't know if it was a true protest. The dildo in her cunt felt so good and he was fucking her so hard with it and she kept rubbing her clit, twisting it between her fingers as she rocked quickly towards a climax.

"I don't ever want to share you," Alex said and Hannah was almost relieved to hear him breathing as hard as she was.

His cock was still pushing hotly against her asshole. She wanted to relax, she wanted desperately to feel what he wanted her to feel. His words were making little sense to her but she strained to listen anyway.

"So this... is the closest... we'll get to... double penetration," he gasped out, his words broken up by his gasps as he slowly, agonizingly slowly pushed inside her ass.

Hannah came hard then, her body convulsing and her pussy squeezing the dildo. She frantically rubbed her clit, riding the waves as Alex pushed deeper into her ass. He stopped with a groan and started to pull back out, still fucking her with the toy. Hannah arched her back, gasping for air as he eased his cock all the way back in.

He was going so slowly, so very slowly that she couldn't even see straight. Her hand was still moving on her aching clit, sending her tripping down towards another orgasm. He felt the tension in her body and laughed harshly.

"Fucking beautiful," he groaned and Hannah struggled to lift her head to look back at him. "Your ass... so tight..." he ground out from behind clenched teeth and Hannah at into his face. He had his eyes squeezed shut and every muscle and tendon stood out on his body. His arm was still moving, pumping the dildo in and out of her squishing cunt and his abs flexed and slid beneath the skin as he fucked her ass.

"So... g-good..." Hannah gasped, her mind melting as she rocked back against him.

Alex grunted and pumped faster, his hand losing it's rhythm on the dildo and his thighs meeting the backs of hers with harsh slaps. Then Hannah felt him explode inside her, his cum hot and making her feel deliciously warm all over. After what felt like ages, he pulled out of her and let go of the dildo, leaving it inside her pussy. Hannah didn't care. She collapsed face down on the bed and turned her head to one side so she could breathe as she promptly passed out.

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When she woke up, it was to the feeling of Alex sliding his cock between her pussy lips. He was spooning her from behind and one strong hand was holding her right leg up just enough so that he could fit his cock between her thighs. Hannah stirred and tried to look over her shoulder at him but he ignored her, slipping his cock up into her pussy.

Hannah hissed at the sensation. She didn't know how long it had been since he'd last fucked her but she still felt tender from their first coupling. Alex pushed deep, his hand coming down on her shoulder to hold her in place as he fucked her now. Hannah groaned, turning her face to her pillow and breathing deeply.

Knowing that she was now awake, Alex moved behind her. He slid his hands around her hips and lifted her to her hands and knees. He moved behind her and spread her ass cheeks, teasing her anus with his thumb as he slid his cock back into her sopping hole. 

"Is your ass sore?" he asked, his voice hoarse from sleep.

"No," she moaned and laid her head down on the pillow beneath her.




Let's Make a Deal



"Good," Alex replied and pushed his thumb inside her ass.

Gasping, Hannah arched her back, begging him silently to keep fucking her. And he did. He rocked his hips back and forth, fucking her hard enough that the headboard of her bed rapped repeatedly against the wall. All the while, he thrust his thumb back and forth in her ass.

God, he felt so good inside her. His cock was so hard and hit her so deep with every thrust that she didn't think she could ever have another cock inside her again. Alex's offer to fuck her every day sounded like the best deal she could imagine.

He pulled his thumb from her ass and moved his hand around to play with her clit. Hannah groaned and pushed back against him. He pushed faster for a moment and then pulled his cock out until only the tip was inside her. His hand was firm on her hip, keeping her from moving back, which is what she was desperately trying to do. At last he pushed back in and pinched her clit, making her scream as she came.

Satisfied that she'd reached her peak, Alex moved both his hands to her hips and dug his fingers into her flesh as he fucked her hard. She grunted from the impact of their bodies meeting, sucking in air when she could and loving the feeling of him taking her so roughly. She fucking loved to be fucked doggie style and now Alex knew it. He thrust into her, his breathing coming faster with each move until he threw his head back and shouted as he came.

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The next twelve days passed by in a blur of mad passion and slow fucking. Hannah learned that Alex was the marathon champion of fucking. He barely needed time after shooting his load before he was hard again. Hannah loved fucking him from every angle and having him use her body the same way. Her favorite was still being taken deep from behind and Alex seemed to enjoy it as well.

They were in that exact position in the entertainment room with a porno playing in front of them in high-def when her mother came home. Through their moaning they heard the front door open and jumped away from each other in a panic when her voice trickled downstairs towards them.

"Cover yourself," Alex growled at her, chucking a blanket in her direction as he hurried upstairs.

Hannah didn't know what he was planning to do - naked! - but she giggled and wrapped the blanket around herself as he'd ordered. She listened to their voices but couldn't really make out the conversation so she turned off the movie and returned the TV to regular cable. A few minutes later, she heard laughter and then the sound of footsteps on the stairs.

"Hi, sweetheart," her mother greeted her and Hannah smiled weakly at her.

You wouldn't be calling me sweetheart if you knew I'd just been fucking your husband, mom, she thought but managed somehow to make small talk with her mother.

She was surprised, to say the least, when her mother started talking about getting her into another resident as soon as possible.

"What?" Hannah asked, her brow wrinkling in confusion.

"Well, Alex explained to me that you were here because of some mix-up at the university," her mother said and patted her head, the only part of her visible from the blanket. "Don't worry. He's already made some calls and should be able to get you a deal on an apartment not too far away from here. Isn't that nice? We can see each other more often now."

"That's great," Hannah murmured, her mind reeling. So I guess that's his plan to keep me fucking him, she thought, a grin spreading across her face as the possibilities washed over her. "That sounds like a really great deal," she agreed and her grin grew even wider when she spotted Alex walking down the stairs behind her mother. "Really great," she repeated, her pussy clenching as she watched Alex lick his lips.



Let's Make a Deal



Brad Johnson is your normal, average, run of the mill, red blooded American college/career male. He loves beer, parties, women, sex and of course football. Brad is 24 years old and has just finished college earning a Bachelor's degree in Accounting and Computer information systems. He was one of those lucky hard working students you hear about who managed to squeeze four years of school into six lol. In short, his real major was partying and girls and midway his Sophomore year he almost flunked out and his step- mom had him sent home to keep a better eye out on him.

The reason Brad went off to college in the first place was to get away from his step mom. It's not that he hated her or couldn't stand to be around her, quite the opposite; Brad couldn't get his mind off Stella. She was a constant source of distraction, freely romping around the house flaunting her scantily clothed body like it was no big deal.

Stella was a knockout. When she married Brad's father, Stella was 37 years old and a "Trophy Wife" for Brad's father, a 54 year old wealthy industrialist named Frank who wanted some one to take to parties and special occasions and have occasional sex with once a month or so other than that, Brad's father pretty much left her to her own devices

Stella and Brad's father had a "California Style Open Marriage," meaning that Stella could enjoy his money and have her fun too. She had a sizable allowance of $7,500 a month and lived in his grand 2.7 million dollar estate with a pool, servants all the creature comforts she wanted. 

Brad's father traveled extensively with his business both nationally and internationally including the Far East but he was no dummy. He knew that Stella would "roam" but all he asked was for her to have her tubes tied so she couldn't get pregnant and that any male suitor would be out of the house when he returned from his trips. She also had to stay married to him until he died and she in turn would get the sizable fortune Stella could live with that and she had her fun.

Stella also kept herself busy with her work. Brad's father had helped her acquire a business someone was wanting to sell which did data recovery and web page design and through her hard work and Frank's connections Stella had the business going fairly well and was making a good income to enjoy her "good life" and she could also work from home.

During this time, Brad had just turned 18 and a little shy around girls. Stella thought nothing of wearing lingerie around the house. She would wear a white waist length see through lace robe which she left open, a white bra, panties thigh high stockings and garters. She also liked to wear a men's long sleeve button down shirt which she left open and white cotton panties and socks. 

At 37, Stella looked like she was in her late twenties. She stood 5'10" tall weighed about 135-140 measured 38DD-28-37 and had long honey golden blonde to her shoulders hair, crystal ice blue eyes, well toned dancer's legs and lips that looked like they could suck a cock like a vacuum cleaner.

Brad couldn't concentrate and found himself fantasizing about Stella constantly and when he graduated high school he felt it would be best to go off to college. In his thinking it was "out of sight out of mind."

While at school, Brad over compensated by having sex with anything remotely female. He went to frat parties and had sex with sorority girls, and he had sex with girls he met in class and girls he picked up in bars but that didn't seem to fill the need. Brad found himself being strangely drawn to older women so he picked them up and most of them enjoyed having a young stud puppy servicing their needs with no strings attached.

Anyhow, after about two years, he was on the verge of flunking out but he couldn't understand why. Like a majority of college kids, he thought "D" and "F" stood for "Dandy and Fine." As a result, Stella pulled him home.

Brad would come home midway through the fall semester of what should have been his Junior year but he was just now a sophomore. It was three weeks before his 21st birthday and Stella said she wouldn't tell his father why he really came home but they would have to work out some kind of "arrangement," which she would tell him later when she figured it out.

Anyhow the "arrangement" was negotiated and consummated on Brad's 21st birthday which just so happened to be Stella's 40th birthday as well. It was a warm Wednesday morning in October and Brad was sleeping late as usual. Brad usually slept in boxer shorts and nothing else but this morning he was as naked as a Jay Bird. 

Stella would come in to Brad's room wearing a light blue long sleeve Oxford shirt she left open and white cotton panties. She saw Brad sleeping and got a mischievous grin on her face, and crawled into bed with Brad and slipped under the cover. That's when she noticed Brad was naked and the size of his half flaccid half erect 7 inch cock got her hot.

Stella decided she was going to have a little fun with Brad so she quietly got back out of bed, removed her shirt and panties and slipped back under the covers naked with Brad. She snuggled up to Brad and began softly stroking his bangs and softly said "Wake up sleepy head, it's your birthday and time to get your present."

"Huh, hum, wha," Brad mumbled as he stirred then open his eyes to get the shock o his life when he saw Stella in bed with her. He recoiled and the covers over him and off of Stella.

"Don't be so bashful hon," Stella said with a wicked grin, "it's not like I haven't seen a naked man before."

"Yeah, but you're my step mom. That ain't right," Brad protested

"So, I'm a woman too silly," Stella giggled, "and besides I know about your naughty thoughts and fantasies concerning me, and I am flattered and to be honest, the feeling is quite mutual, but that is not what I want to talk about now. You know that I promised you that I wouldn't tell your father the real reason you came home from college and now I have come to make a deal with you."

"What kind of deal," Brad said hesitantly not knowing for sure he wanted to really know or enter into any kind of deal that gave Stella an advantage over him.

"I propose a mutual beneficial arrangement between us that would satisfy both our needs and desires," Stella said with a purr. "I won't tell your father about you flunking out of college and you can go to work with me at my business Jupiter Data Systems. I will teach you all about web page design and data recovery and will even pay for you to go back to school and finish your degree."

"So what's the catch," Brad said cautiously.

" Well sweetie, I wouldn't call it a catch exactly", Stella said raising up, "I would call it a mutual beneficial agreement. You're a man and I'm a woman and well you know both men and women have certain 'needs' they need taken care of.

It gets awful lonely being here by myself and going to sleep alone for weeks at a time," Stella added with a pouty look and voice "and well you know I have certain itches that need scratching and a strong young buck like yourself to satisfy those needs." 

"Why me," Brad replied not knowing what to think. "I mean you could have any guy you want I know about some of your escapades as well."

"That's true hon," Stella said now slinking her body up to Brad's and lying next to him stroking his hair. "That's all they are, escapades, one night flings and no strings attached and to be quite honest I need someone who is going to be with me and some one I can trust not to hurt me and you're it," Stella said and then leaned over and kissed Brad softly on the lips.

Stella crawled on top of Brad and was now lying on top of him her soft warm naked body next to Brad's muscular 5'11 185 pound body, her leg rubbing up against his.

"So sweetie, what do you think," Stella purred as she broke the kiss. "Do you think this is an agreement you could live with. I promise you wont be disappointed. I know I am not as young as some of those sexy little co-ed treats you were chasing but I can still satisfy a man and leave him wanting more."

"And besides," Stella added "we're both in our prime and well who knows what kind of good hot sex we can have. So what do you think?"

Brad pondered it for a minute but didn't have to think long. He wasn't a dummy. Here was his wet dream cum true and all he had to do was stay faithful and he could have "The keys to the Kingdom" so to speak.

"I think I can manage to work that out," Brad said with a smile and with that, pulled Stella to him and they both passionately kissed and began to "seal the deal." 

Brad and Stella kiss and embrace as their warm bodies press together. Their kisses a mixture of both soft gentle loving "butterfly kisses" as well as deep tongue probing tonsil swabbing passionate French kisses.

Brad turns Stella over so that now they are side by side facing each other and their warm bodies are still pressed together moving as one. Hands are roaming, legs are rubbing together, Stella's sweet shaved oh so perfectly pink pussy is grinding up against Brad's pulsating throbbing fully erect 8 inch cock.

"Oh Brad baby I gotta feel you inside of me NOW," Stella says with a lustful moan as she whispers in Brad's ear and with that she lovingly take's Brad's tool and guides it into her warm tight box.

"Oh God yes-s-s-s-s-s," Stella moans as Brad's cock slips in side of her and Brad gently begins to stroke it in and out fucking her ever so slowly.

Brad and Stella's passions begin to rise and Stella takes control and rolls Brad so that he is back on his back. Stella then repositions herself so that she is now able to go down on his cock and she lowers her sweet pussy on to Brad's mouth and they go at it in a hot 69 session.

Brad had received many a blow job from hot college girls and even the sexy mature women he went out with but nothing compared to what Stella gave him. She would suck him dry and make his cock sore. She first ran her tongue around the head of Brad's cock and Brad was so freaking horny that he almost came but being the experienced blow job cum queen she was Stella had a way of squeezing Brad's cock in just a way to "bleed off" the excess cum with out making him fully spunk his load which was helpful.

As Brad was getting his knob polished Stella was getting a good tongue licking herself. Brad used his tongue like a little cock and made her cream with in his mouth in a matter of minutes but he didn't stop. He kept going at her until she flooded his mouth a second time with her sweet sticky cream.

Brad could soon feel his cock swell with cum again and it was all he could do to keep from shooting his load. He let Stella know he was on the verge of cumming and Stella went all the way down on his cock and as she did, Brad spunked his hot manhood into Stella's mouth and she drank it down, not missing a drop.

Stella would then turn herself over and lay on her back with her legs spread She motioned for Brad to come to her and he did. "Suck mommy's hot clit," Stella moaned "Make mommy cum in her little boy's mouth."

Brad put his lips to Stella's sweet pink shaven pussy and began to eat her out. Soon he was diving into her pussy and Stella had her hands on his head holding it there as she bucked up her hips and fucked Brad's face.

"Oh god yes Brad baby make mommy cum," Stella crooned with delight and she then flooded Brad's mouth with her sweet honey dew nectar.

Stella then rolled Brad over so that he was on his back lowered her sweet pussy onto his cock and began riding him cowgirl style. Stella rode Brad slowly at first then gradually built up speed until she is doing him hot and heavy

"OH god yes Brad baby," Stella moaned and she continued to pound him hard "Suck mommy's titties. Let mommy nurse her little boy."

With that, Stella pulled Brad up so that he was sitting up right and he began sucking on Stella's breasts as they both rocked back and forth still fucking. Brad would suck on Stella for about ten or so minutes and she would then lower him back down and continue to ride him.

Brad's cock was swelling with cum and Stella's pussy began to quake and contract. Brad could feel his cock almost explode but he was still able to fight off cumming at least for a minute or so more.

"Oh god baby yes, make mommy cum," Stella moaned and with that she flooded Brad's cock with her sweet sticky cream. Brad in turn felt his cock twitch and within seconds he spunked his load deep into Stella's eagerly awaiting pussy

"Oh yes Brad baby fill mommy with your hot manhood," Stella crooned as Brad's hot load went deep into her.

Stella would dismount Brad and get on her hands and knees so that she was in the doggy style position. "Pound me hard baby," Stella said. I am your naughty little slut to do with as you please."

Brad thrusted his still hard cock into Stella's wet pussy from behind and began to hammer her doggie style gradually building up speed until she was doing her hard and heavy, driving her like a piston in a rod. Brad pounded Stella fast and furiously and soon she was gasping for air.

OH yes Brad baby, have your way with me," Stella moaned. " I am your hot little slut to do with as you please."

Brad would pull Stella up so that she was upright on her knees. Brad had his arm around Stella's neck so that he could hold her close to him and began whispering erotic sayings to her in her ear and told her what he was going to do to her.

Brad would also begin nibbling on Stella's neck and kissing her ear. This would make Stella even hotter and she would beg for more.

"Bite me baby," Stella panted as she gasped for air. "Bite me hard drink my blood and partake of my essence." 

With that Brad began biting Stella on the neck harder and harder and as he did Stella would moan more and more and in one fail swoop, he would bite down hard on Stella breaking the skin and drawing blood.

"OH god yes," Stella shouted and Brad would drink her life force. He would bite her again making more blood flow and continue to partake of her essence.

Stella's knees became wobbly and Brad could tell it was all she could do to stay up right so he let her back down on her hands and knees. Stella fell on to her elbows and arched her back and let out a wail which sounded like the cry of a banshee and at the top of her lungs she cried "Oh god yes Brad baby make mommy cum."

Stella would flood Brad's cock with her sweet sticky cream and as she did she grabbed the sheets and bit down on the pillow to anchor herself as her orgasm raged through her body making her shudder all over.

Brad removed his cock from Stella's pussy and Stella rolled over so that she was now on her back. Spreading her leg wide, she invited Brad to lay on top of her and as he did, Stella took Brad's cock and guided it into her waiting pussy. Stella would wrap her legs around Brad's body lock her ankles and they would begin to slowly fuck missionary style.

Brad slowly began pumping Stella and soon they would move together in unison. They would lovingly kiss and caress as they fucked and their flesh would melt together like fine butter on freshly baked pastry.

Slowly Brad and Stella became as one. Their bodies were moving in perfect harmony like a well arranged symphony and their souls minds and spirits would become one with each other. Their hearts began beating as one and they could feel and hear the other's heartbeat. In every respect Stella and Brad were united and as one in body soul mind and spirit.

Soon the world around them slowly faded away and time and space lost all meaning. They were in their own little universe away of nothing around them but each other. Stella could feel Brad's pleasure and Brad could feel Stella's They knew where and how to move to maximize the other's pleasure.

Their passions rose and soon they would crescendo. Stella felt her pussy quiver and Brad could feel his cock swell with cum and they both knew they were on the verge of orgasm. Try as they may they could not stem the tide of their orgasmic pleasures and they both came at once, Stella flooding Brad's cock with her sweet cream and Brad filling Stella's hungry pussy with his hot manhood.

Stella and Brad fell together and softly began to kiss and caress as they came down form their orgasmic high. The kisses were soft and tender yet passionate. The air was filled with the feeling of tenderness and soft loving romance. Brad's cock was still buried inside of Stella's pussy as they laid side by side, their flesh pressed together and their limbs intertwined.

Stella and Brad would keep this " soft tender afterglow" going for a good fifteen to twenty minutes as the world slowly came back into focus. They didn't want it to end but they both were feeling the pangs of hunger seeing they had skipped eating breakfast and it was closely approaching the noon hour.

Stella smiled at Brad and said "Oh god baby that was wonderful."

Brad smiled and agreed.

So sweetie, that was just a small sample of what you can expect." Stella said with a lustful purr. "I told you you not be disappointed. Was I right?"

"Oh god were you ever, Brad said with a sigh. I have had sex with some women in my time but nothing compares to what we experienced together. I think I am going to like our little arrangement."

"I am glad you feel that way Stella replied," and with that they kissed and as they did their passions rose again and would spend the next 45 minutes making hot sweet monkey love as they enjoyed "round two" of their carnal pleasures.

Finally about One O'clock they got up got dressed and went out for pizza and beer. Stella would then take Brad shopping for his birthday and she got him a new I-pad and Mac Computer Brad couldn't think of what to get her and Stella said she had already gotten her present, hot steamy passionate sex.

As they were driving home in Stella's bright red convertible "Beamer" (a BMW 335i series convertible) Stella asked Brad how he would like to go to Vegas for their mutual birthdays then travel a bit Stella told Brad that his father would be gone for about a month so they could make a vacation out of it. 

Brad said that would be awesome so Stella made a few phone calls and with in 45 minutes she had hotel accommodations in the Tower Premier Suite of the Luxor Casino in Las Vegas for five nights. 

Stella had also arranged to get an RV, a FOREST RIVER SOLERA 24 S Class C motor home so they could take their time and drive and "enjoy themselves" as they drove to Vegas.

Stella would also take Brad shopping for some suits and tuxedos for their trip to Vegas. She would fit Brad with three black tuxes two with black ties and cumber buns and one with white tie. The tux shirts she would get would be white of course, light blue, light yellow, mint green and lavender.

She would also get some suits. One would be a dark solid charcoal grey, a dark navy pin stripe a black suit and an light olive. Each suit would be three piece with a matching vest. The shirts she would pick out for those suits would be French Blue, light yellow, mint green and light pink, each with a white collar and cuff. Stella would also pick out some solid colors; a red, light blue, copper color, lavender, pink and mint green, each with matching ties.

For herself Stella would get some formal dresses, a black sequin, red sequin and blue sequin each coming down to the ankle. She would also get a blue sequin, black sequin, purple sequin and red sequin "party dress" with a short skirt. Lastly she would get 2 little black dresses that look more like nighties than a dress and she would get lingerie to match the outfits.

Stella and Brad would take their vacation and enjoy every bit of it from the shows to gambling to the food and of course the good hot sex they enjoyed while they were there. Stella and Brad would grow close together and Frank, Brad's dad wasn't the wiser although he was impressed on how well brad was getting along with Stella. 




Let's Make a Deal



A few years later Stella's Sister Ginny would come into the picture. Join them as they give Ginny the best present she could ever receive, but that is another story for another time.



Let's Make a Deal Ch. 02



Young well-hung son and a worried mother about his college plans.

(You should read the prior 'Let's Make a Deal' before reading this second installment)

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The arrangement mother and I had was working well. Hell...better than just well, it was simply fucking fantastic!

Mother's personality had changed dramatically. When she came up with the plan to make the 'Deal' to keep me away from college girls that would interfere with my life goals and become my personal fuck slut it became obvious that she abandoned all her prior moral values in order to satisfy my sexual needs as a typical young male. Then again she had to, didn't she in order to stick to saving her son from horny college girls who might ruin his chances for success in school?

I was also to about learn just how horny and sexually needy older women could become when nature's maturing hormones kicked in. So when I describe my wonderful mother's transition into a total fuck slut you can really believe she was all that and more! 

Once she made the commitment to protect me from the kind of selfish college girls (like the one who ruined my older brother's life) by giving me sex anytime and anyway I wanted, she crossed all boundaries of moral propriety that she had taught me from childhood to the day she sucked my cock upon my agreeing to her terms. The thing was...mother truly was a master at sucking cock. Never has anyone done it better than mom. Her techniques ran from the slow, bobber-slobber to the fast and furious jack off. But in either case it was obvious she had a real taste for the flavor of my semen. Later I'll tell you just how curious she became to find out if other young men friends of mine tasted as good. Yep, her and I ran a series of experiments to find out if the nectar of other men's balls could satisfy her yearning for cum. But I digress.

The ground rule she insisted on and upon what I had to adopt was that I was to leave all thoughts of dating girls behind until I graduated from college. Furthermore, I was to come directly home after each day's classes and do my homework before she would engage in sex with me. It wasn't as strict as you may surmise. I was always greeted with hugs and kisses and even given a nice early meal and a restful nap afterwards, if I so desired. Some of mother's favors were based on how she perceived my needs. On occasion some of her sexual trysts with me were strictly based on her unbelievable transition into becoming my sex slave and extracting as much thick gooey man sauce from her son's scrotums as she could. 

Mother allowed me to fondle her and feel her up upon entering the house. I could tell her to put on any of the sexy, slutty outfits we got during our frequent sex shop visits each weekend. She had a special closet built just for her stable of sex clothes picked out by me. Yes she let me have complete control of her body and her mind when it came to our sexual encounters. My wish was her command...except as I said, no sexual completion could be demanded by me until each class assignment was completed. That was the only restriction. But imagine having complete access to her tits and pussy anytime I wanted...that was simply marvelous.

Mother and I worked together as a team on a sex schedule. If one of my classes required a longer study of a particular assignment, such as the reading and reporting of say, a novel by a famous author for English, or thorough reading of a philosopher's writing...then we would divide the assignment and report into the given days or weeks allowed by my professors.

Mom would also attend any and all of my meetings with my Counselor or the Dean's semester reviews so she could be included in what I may need in the way of books, extra materials, and miscellaneous expenses. Mother did everything in her power to fill all my college needs. She bought me a new sports car, and the finest cloths of my choosing...hell I had it fucking made in the shade. And the best fucking sex any college man could have, any time he wanted it. No sexual request was ever denied me...which brings me to this part of the story.

I had an assignment to read a treatise on the Marquis de Sade, a French aristocrat, revolutionary and writer whose works included erotic pornography, often violent, and depicting bizarre sexual fantasies. Due to the nature of Mother's sexual favors, I had been trying every fantasy I could imagine because after all...a boys' best friend is his mother, eh?

Well the Marquis had written about some shit I never thought before the assignment so as I told her about my project she became more horny than ever. And as I watched her nipples harden I hatched the beginning of a plan to use this assignment to my advantage, of course!

We were at the dinner table when I started talking about my project. Mom was wearing a transparent see-through black lace blouse I had picked out for the evening. Her breasts were milky white. Her pink nipples in the dinning room candlelight, were made even more perky from the rubbing of them against the texture of the lace. To finish off the picture of my desire let's just say mother was exquisite in dress and body indeed for my evening's pleasure.

I had instructed her dress in a very short, tight, black skirt that showed off her beautiful rounded ass. I added some really cute french cut black panties worn over black satin nylons that separated at the thighs and rejoined at her slender waist and of course...wide open at the crotch so when the panties were removed I would have an unbridled view and easy access to her lovely fur-trimmed pussy. Eating mother's pussy later while wearing this fuck-me outfit was going to be my sweet desert. The last thing for my eyes only were the extra high heel black dress shoes with ankle-cuff type buckles that I could hold onto as I spread her long legs open wide while I fucking her into a frenzy. I can't tell you how beautiful she looked and how sexually stimulating it was for me to see mom's legs splayed wide open while I fucked her sweet body until I came in huge spurts of cum up her greedy pussy.

As we ate dinner, fondled and kissed between bites of food...I mentioned several of the Marquis' extreme behaviors...one of which involved a second female he would carefully selected making sure she was a young and innocent virgin. The Marquis would ultimately tie his little innocent victim up and sexually degrade her by trussing her up and forcing the young inexperienced girl to commit fellatio on him. Then when he was satisfied she was sucking him he would then make her perform cunningles on the other female who was his confidant/lover/slave to his desires.

They would each take turns whipping their victim then sharing her sexually forced favors until finally she would weaken to the point of yielding to their demented torment (combined with sexual stimulation to the extreme to be sure). When the hapless young virgin girl finally and totally abandoned all prior moral restrains, begging for newly stimulated sexual release...then and only then, the Marquis and his mate for the evening would do all in their power to satiate her wild craving for her sexual release. Needless to say my revelations to mother at the dinner table got her quite hot and bothered.

She ate in silence as I told the story. But I noticed some definite signs of her interest as we ate. At one point I hesitated while sharing a particular deviant act performed on the young virgin victim. I halted my story as if thinking of a particular word or phrase to cover the Marguis's deviant behavior. After approximately 30 seconds of this prolonged pause, it was more than mother could take and she said, "God dammit Roger...spit it out before I begin playing with my pussy and ruining all my plans for the evening of giving myself to you.

As she said this, I thought how her response and other mental notations of mother's physical reaction could be come a part of my written report (without mentioning the observations were from my very own mother, of course)! I knew my professor (who was a very liberal female that loved encouraging the class to write in-depth personal thoughts into their assignments) would love my including mother's reactions to such an assignment on the Marquis de Sade.

I timed the finish of the story with the finishing of our meal and look into mom's face. She was speechless and obviously very stimulated by what I had spoken. Mother took me by the hand and led me to the family room couch where we would usually began our intimate kissing and touching before retiring to bed.

As I sat down mother said, "My god Roger, your story about the Marquis de Sade made me so dammed horny. Feel just how wet my poor little panties are."

With that said, mother slowly lifted her skirt revealing the black laced stockings and her black panties. She slipped them slowing down her thighs treating her son to the vision of what was to cum later in the evening.

Mother neatly folded the panties into a small packet and then approached me in the dimly lighted room. Ever so slowly she smiled a wicked grin and then said, "Close your eyes baby and I will let you smell your mother's scent and feel the warm dampness you made in my panties with your sexy talk about the Marquis and his virginous little victims.

She placed the warm and heady delicious package under my nose so I could smell her rich creamy perfume. Then she opened my mouth and gently placed it onto my tongue and said, "Now you bad boy, suck on mommy's juices until your cock rises to the occasion I need."

I did as she instructed but the truth was, my cock was already hard as could be.

I sucked her panties until I had a flavorful mouthful of mother's essence. Then I removed the panties and threw them onto the floor. Mothers narrowing eyes and wicked smile told me she was pleased by my reaction to tasting her pussy juices. Taking my mother by both wrists I pulled her down to her knees between my legs, the pulled her face to mine and kissed her deeply and a bit rough.

Sliding my tongue into her mouth I gave her a taste of her own medicine. She responded by melting into my arms and signing deeply.

"Oh my god Roger, that is the sexiest thing we've ever done. You better fuck your slut mother before I go mad with desire."

I took one of her hands and pushed it down my pants and said, "Not so fast mother dearest...first your going to get a taste of what I have for you...tit for tat mother...one good taste deserves another."

She gave me that evil little grin of hers as she unbuckled my trousers and lowered my zipper. Not wearing any underwear, my cock literally sprang out like a jack knife snapping open. Mother obediently lowered her mouth to my swollen gland and started her ministrations of a mother's love for her son in a sinful, lusty way that only heightened our passion in a way that cannot be explained to those who have never been part of such actual incest. It was so wrong, so wicked and so fucking hot for the both of us.

Her lips lathered my shaft...in and out of her mouth I watched my cock disappear and appear once again between her ruby red lips. Then working her pointy tongue all around my cockhead, she mixed her saliva with my pre-cum into a frothy cocktail (which word now took on an entirely new meaning).

Mother then stood up and undressed completely treating my eyes to her fantastic body. Posing in front of her son and making sure I saw all her naked glory, she kneeled again removing my shoes and pants. Finally when she completed her task of getting me buck naked she instructed me to kneel on the couch facing away from her with my hands over the backrest completely exposing my buttocks to her view.

I did as she instructed wondering just what this sexy bitch of a mother had in store for me. I soon found out.

Mother reached between my legs and pulled my cock down and back where she again placed it into her mouth. In this position I was at her mercy to service me in the way she desired and in her total control. My hands still remained on the backrest of the sofa as instructed.

"Mmmmm baby, the firm, tight skin of your meat feels so good in my mouth. I love the flavor of your stretched penis and how slick and hard it is on my tongue. Your skin has such a wonderful young male flavor and aroma" Gee...I never hear how a woman could savor a man's cock. Mother was teaching me how a real woman could worship her lover's cock and really get into cock sucking.

Her words were muttered low and in a sexy growl I had not yet ever heard from her lips. But the effect of the words coupled with her beautiful mouth on my cock and the moonlight now streaming in through the parted shades of the living room was getting me close to blowing a very large nut indeed.

Then mother taught me something more about real love making that could only be learned from a skilled woman's loving a man she adored. Yes...incest it was. So very strange it was. Yet, loving and sharing the forbidden act by the two of us was even more of a turn on than most could imagine.

She slipped my cock from her lips and started trailing kisses from my balls to my ass. Smacking her lips as she began planting a series of wet tiny kisses on my backside she began a soft vibrating moaning and grunting onto my hot flesh. Mom was deep and lust and giving her very best to her son. Looking down between my legs I could see her hand stroking her pussy in slow circular motions and then sliding her fingers between her wet folds clear back to her ass cheeks.

As mother reached my ass with a final slobbering kiss...she began lathering all around the rim of my asshole with the tip of her sexy tongue. As she flicked her tongue around my pucker hole she slid her other hand under my nutsack and began a delicious slow swirling and tingling light touching of my balls with the fingernailed tips of her cunning fingers. The slow, delicate touching of my balls with her pointy fingernails coupled with the touch of her warm wet tongue on my exposed open ass was so exquisite...oh god...it was soooo fucking good. Mother certainly was giving me more than I had ever dreamed of getting. All the fantasies I had imagined while reading sex magazines did not compare to what mother was now doing to her very own son.

"Mother...my god...that feels so good on my ass and balls. Be careful darling or your going to cause my cum shooting out all over the living room couch."

"You like mommy's hot breath and wicked tongue in your ass baby?"

"Fuck yes mom...can't you feel my balls swelling and ready to explode?"

"Just tell mommy when you're ready to cum because I want to suck all your delicious sauce out of you so I can again taste my baby's beautiful cream. Oh...honey...I'm so fucking turned on tonight. Please let mommy swallow all the pent up salty, fresh, cream from your balls those nasty little college girls have built up by your seeing them all week."

With that mother took both hands and pulled my ass cheeks wide apart and said, "Tell mother if you like the feel of my finger in your anus baby."

Surprised doesn't do justice to my hearing those words from my very own mother's lips. Shit she was completely lost in our love making as I.

She gave my ass a final lick then drizzled a dollop of her spit on my hole. Then ever so gently but firmly she began sliding one of her long delicious fingers down into my ass. Oh fuck...it felt so weird...so sexy and hot. Mother was invading her son's asshole with her long finger and my entire body became focused on this new sensation. Mother had so many tricks and seemed to love sharing them all with her son tonight. 

"Baby...ease your anus open and relax while mother finds your prostrate gland. When I begin massaging it you are going to have the best cum for mommy ever. Now relax and open up for mommy's finger."

I did as she instructed and...OMG...felt the entire length of her finger slide all the way inside my asshole. Then mother began a rotating of her finger like a screw...left, right, left...oh fuck it was marvelous indeed. Sure enough she finally found what she was looking for and touched something that felt like she her finger plugged directly into hot wire running from my spine clear up and into my brain. I arched my back, lifted my head up and yelled...

"Mom...that's it...oh fuck mother...oh fuck...fuck...I'm going to let go all over the fucking place...I'm fucking cummmmmmming."

At my blathering like an out of control idiot...mother just kept up the pressure of her finger in my ass and quickly included gobbling my entire cock deep in her throat so as to get all I was about to release. She began a moaning and growling like an animal around my cock shaft. It was scary and wonderful all at the same time. I could not believe my mother had so easily manipulated my ass and cock into a humungous, giant, heaving load of sperm.

I couldn't take it another second and I busted my biggest nut ever!

"Oh...fuck mom. Oh shit here it comes. Watch out...fuuuck...watch out...oh shit!"

Mother clamped her lips so tight around the base of my cock it felt like a rubber band snapping closed. The cum began shooting up my rock hard cock and down into her throat. It was then she gave me one last final 'cou de gras' by sliding out her wet tongue and swirling it back and forth over my tight swollen nut sack. Oh...fuck...I was delirious as I blasted my load down mother's throat and I began an uncontrollable shaking all over my body.

Mother gurgled her acceptance of it all as she took my entire load down into the bowels of her belly. I remembered thinking...mother was drinking all of my thick cum and greedily swallowing all into her stomach. What a wonderful knowing just how much mother wanted all my sperm inside her.

I remembered screaming incoherently. Then, one...two...three huge pulses of cock seed were shot deep into her throat. Mother's lips then began a delirious sucking and slurping of my warm seed. She pulled her finger out of my ass causing another sensation to shoot up my spine as it was removed from my hole. I fucking could not stop the pulsing of my jizz into her mouth. Unbelievable...all the nerves of my body seemed disconnected from my brain. Had an actual earthquake or bolt of lightning struck nearby I would not have given a damn...for every fiber of my being was focused on letting go of any and all inhibitions except the total desire to fill mother's body with my complete load of hot sperm.

After what seemed an eternity, mother withdrew her mouth from my cock. Then still in a kneeling position she lifted her face to the ceiling to show me the remnants of her quest in her sexy little hot mouth. The streaming moonlight revealed a sexy scene that I would never forget.

As I turned around, and sat back down on the couch, I saw remnants of the frothy foam of my remnant seed in mother's mouth. It was a fabulous sight indeed and she savored knowing what it was doing to me as she also savored the unique taste of her son's cum.

Smiling a wicked grin she took one last swallow and said, "darling...your semen was wonderful. Have you ever tasted your sperm?"

I shook my head no. Mother then said, "Kiss me baby and taste what you have given me this evening."

I leaned down and put my hand behind her head feeling the texture of her soft hair on the back of her neck and smooth texture of her skin. She was so wonderful and so sexy and I so in love with mother.

Slowly I pulled her lips to mine in a sensual soft kiss. Her lips were warm and soft as they touched mine. Mother opened her mouth just enough to share some of the flavor of my cum.

It was not as bad as I thought it might be. A bit salty, and with a little sharp flavor...I now knew what mother had swallowed and the thought that she hungered for this essence of her son was exciting to me. As she breathed a shallow breath into my mouth it felt as if a part of her soul was being place inside of me forever. 




Let's Make a Deal Ch. 02



"See my darling. Mother loves the taste of you. I loved drinking it all from your body and taking it into mine. You and I have something very special going between us...don't you think?"

She cocked her head at the question, waiting for my answer.

I realized now...as she also did...that mother and I were both deeply in love. What had started out a lurid sex to keep me from other college girls had become so much more. It was exciting to realize the love I had developed for her as my mother and my lover...and the love she had for me as her son. We had transitioned due to a very weird set of strange circumstances into a greater thin. The love of a man and a woman. I knew at that moment that no other woman could ever give me the love and care that my mother had shown this evening. A complete giving of herself to me.

"Yes mother. I love you in a completely new way. I need you like never before. I want you to be my beautiful lady for the rest of my life."

I so wanted to say more but words escaped me. As always...mother knew exactly what I meant.

"Shush my baby, there's more to this evening yet for the two of us. Let's go to bed and hold each other throughout the night."

Mother stood up. The moonlight framed her completely naked backside as she swayed towards our bedroom. Her long shapely legs, round lushious ass and curvy hips told me I was going to enjoy this weekend completely. She stopped and spreading her legs slightly, with hands on her hips, knowing she was framed in the moonlight she said, "See anything else you may like my lovely Roger?"

Through her spread open sinewy thighs, her furry pussy seemed to beckon me. My flaccid cock began rising once more. Soon I knew it would be planted in mother's tight cunny for another release of my yearning sperm. This woman might be my mother but she also was something made for a randy young man like me. Lady, woman, mother, whore...I was getting it all. What could be better for any young man than to have a world of love and sex all from someone that was trusted so entirely?

"After you make love to me tonight baby, we can begin planning on just how to find that virgin you were telling me about. You can be the Marquis de Sade and I'll be your lady in waiting to assist you in taking her virgin purity. That ought to make for one hell of a class report and a lot of fun for the two of us don't you think?"

Was there no end to mother's abandonment of her morals? As I followed her sexy ass to bed I wondered just how far we both would take our new found love into a path of wondrous debauchery. Was it right? Was it wrong? Whatever your view...for me it was fucking fantastic!

Are you as curious as I was that night of how a mother's love could change from a lifetime of teaching moral values to her son to finally becoming his sexual slave? Or was it I who was about to enter a Venus Fly of depravity at mother's wicked hands and become enslaved to her desires?