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Ruby

By: OldClyde



Ruby sat in the livingroom of their backwoods home listening to her father and 5 uncles talk.  They were all White Supremacist and hearing them talk was strange at best.

Ruby had been educated in the public schools and knew that these relatives of hers were full of crap but she was also raised to respect them if not fear them and therefore said nothing against their philosophies.

“It has taken a long time to build up to the point we are at now with the blacks and Jews running everything.”  Says her father.  “Yes” says Uncle Adam, “We have to build up our supplies of food and guns and ammo, and should have some extra vehicles handy as well.”

As they talked about the things they “needed” Ruby looked out the window thinking about their spending more of the family money on these things they in fact did not need.  She looked down at her plain faded dress and then out the window at her mother working in the garden an noted as she bent over that she wore no panties.  Ruby thought of her own with holes in them and stained and wished these men would not waste the money on such things.

She looked around the room at them each and noted they were handsome and seemingly intelligent men but oh so misguided.  They were in fact so good looking that thinking to long about anyone of them could and now did make her wet.  She looked around the room again and at the bulges in their jeans and felt a tingle between her legs.  There was not a boy in her school that looked anywhere as good as her uncles.  Besides that, she was 18 and out of school now for good.  There were no other men or boys about except these men and their sons that she could look at or fantasize about.

Ruby felt the wetness and warmth between her legs spread and shook herself a little and brought her mind back to the conversation.  It had taken a strange new turn.

“What we need to do is breed.  Breed just as fast and furiously as we can.  In twenty years we can have a whole new crop of voters voting our way and maybe we won’t have to be using guns.” Says Uncle Fred.

“Now there ya go” says Uncle Peter.  “Make babies, lots and lots of babies.  They can grow up and vote our way.  And it could even be fun!”

“What do you think of that Ruby” asks Uncle Adam.  Ruby blushes and looks at her knees and plays with the hem of her dress.  “I guess it might work ok Uncle.  I don’t know how much fun it would be.”  “What is that” cries her uncle who jumped up came over to the couch sitting next to her placing an arm around her.  “You haven’t let any of those high school educated football boys show you a good time?”

Goose bumps broke out on Ruby’s skin as this the youngest and best looking of all her uncles placed his arm around her shoulders.  “No Uncle, you know I would not do that.”

“Have you let any of them play with these cute tits?” he asked pinching a nipple where it had started poking out against her dress.  “No Uncle” she stammered, and her back arched as her body involuntarily reacted to his touch.  She was not wearing a bra and his fingers had made good contact through the thin dress.

Uncle Peter was suddenly sitting on her other side on the couch and rubbed his palm against  her other nipple.  “You are 18 now girl and you haven’t started enjoying boys or men?”  Her back arched involuntarily again and she sucked in breath.  “No Uncle I would not do anything without Daddy’s permission.”

Uncle Adam looked over at his brother Phil and made eye contact.  “She is such a good girl” Phil said and some kind of an eye contact message passed between them and her father nodded his head up and down slowly and Uncle Adam smiled.

Ruby gasped and squirmed on the couch as Uncle Peter’s lips kissed her ear and he whispered in her ear.  “You need to learn what it is all about girl.”  She turn her head and looked him in the eyes with her eyes full of fear and her uncle kissed her full on the lips, which she automatically returned as her Uncle Adam’s right hand cupped her breast and his thumb rubbed her nipple.  As her kiss with Uncle Peter broke her head swiveled right and Uncle Adam’s lips covered her mouth, and Uncle Peter’s left hand cupped her left breast and his thumb rubbed her nipple as Adam was doing to her right.  She moaned into Adam’s mouth and his tongue found it’s way between her lips and into her mouth.

Ruby squirmed more and her backed arched again pushing her breast harder into her uncle’s hands.  Her mind was a mass of confusion.  Her night dreams had been filled with these men and now two of them were caressing her in such a lovely way.  She closes her eyes and starts enjoying the feelings.

As her uncle’s lips changed position to kissing both sides of her neck at once she felt other hands undoing the buttons that went down the front of her dress.  Then her uncle’s hands left her breasts and pulled the dress open and their lips moved down slowly kissing their way down her front and around the sides of her breast and working up the sides of them to her nipples which they licked,  kissed, and then sucked lightly and Uncle Adam’s right hand went down to touch her thigh lightly before touching her pussy through her now wet panties.  She heard a loud moan come from someone only to realize it was her own voice.  Uncle Adam’s fingers found their way through the leg of her panties and traced around her pussy, parted her nether lips and moved up and down in her slit finally rubbing a knuckle against her clit.  Her back arched once again pushing her pussy up against her uncle’s hand and a squeak escaped her and in a moment she had a introductory orgasm the flesh on her thighs shaking so that the men knew what was going on.

A new pair of hands pushed their way around her hips and took hold of the waist band of her panties and pulled.  Her bottom moved up off the couch a little without her even thinking about it and her panties were gone.  The hands then spread her thighs apart and kisses were placed on her inerthighs and around her pussy before a tongue licked up her slit and probed inside her.  Her feet came off the floor and her knees drew up and her legs spread wide open.  Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh her voice sounded as another little orgasm went through her!

Then she herd the voice of one of her aunts and her eyes flew open but the men did not miss a beat.  Her aunt went over and sat in her Daddy’s lap.  Ruby’s eyes moved around the room and noticed four of her older cousins watching.  Then she noticed her own mother in the doorway.  Another cousin came up behind her and with one hand cupped a breast and with the other reached up under her dress and Ruby remembered her mother’s nakedness as her mother sagged back against her cousin with her knees buckling, and Ruby realized that she was not the first female in the family to receive the treatment that she now was.

The tongue between her legs hit her clit and another wave of pleasure washed over her.  As it slowed she noticed that Uncle Adam had moved off somewhere and she opened her eyes to look for him and there he was moving back with not a stitch on his body and his glorious tool standing proud for Ruby’s eyes.  She reached out and touched it and then wrapped her fingers around it feeling the soft smooth skin covering a hardwood rod.  Then she realized that the tongue between her legs had stopped and she looked up to see that it had been her Uncle Samuel and that he was now dropping his pants and he pulled down his underwear with the pants so that his tool was springing free in all it’s glory.  Ruby stared admiring it as he was undoing his shirt.

Then something brushed against the side of her face and she turned her head to find her Uncle Adam’s cock bobbing right there and it brushed her lips.  She did not even remember letting go of it.  She then realized that her hand was in her own pussy.  She moved it up to her Uncle’s cock and felt the sack as her lips kissed the head.  Then she kissed down one side and back up the other.  As she was doing this her other hand was filled with cock and she realized that Uncle Peter had undressed.  Then she heard a squeak much like she had made earlier and looked around to see her aunts dress was open and her father’s fingers were pushing up into her pussy as his lips were sucking her breast.  Then Ruby’s eyes moved to her mother who was now on the floor with four of Ruby’s cousins working on her.  Ruby would not have even known it was her for all the naked butts around her but for a bracelet on a wrist coming up around a cousin’s waist.

Then Uncle Adam’s cock brushed her face once again and she turned remembering the girls at school having talked about sucking cock and she took it into her mouth and started sucking.  She only sucked for a moment or so before she broke off the sucking to look down at her pussy where something was pushing against it.  It was Uncle Samuel’s cock.  Her eyes moved to his and he smiled and rubbed up and down and pushed a little more.  Ruby’s back arched and her hips raised up trying to take it inside her.  Her uncle did not let it go too deep but worked it in and out letting her enjoy the feel of it.  Each thrust brought it closer to her hymen.

Uncle Adam’s voice brought her attention back to him and she noticed that she was stroking his cock and she also noticed that she was without thinking stroking Uncle Peter’s cock as well.  “Ruby” Uncle Adam’s voice called.  She looked up at him.  “Look me in the eyes please.”  She did and as she was looking into her Uncle Adam’s eyes her Uncle Samuel took her virginity with one deep hard thrust.  She cried out with her eyes still locked into the eyes of her other uncle.

Uncle Samuel held himself still while Ruby’s body accustomed itself to the feeling of being so well filled.  Her eyes stayed on Adam’s her mouth in the shape of an O moving to a smile.  When she stuck out her tongue to lick the head of Adam’s cock Uncle Samuel began moving thrusting in and out, and Ruby could not concentrate on the cock in her hand for the pleasure coming from his thrusts, and up through her pussy.

Her Uncle’s cock disappeared from her hand and his lips were suddenly back on her nipples.  The same thing happened with Uncle Peter’s cock and lips.  Then Uncle Adam’s fingers found her bottom and as one found her ass hole a great full climax crashed over her.  It was followed by another and another, before Uncle Samuel’s own climax crashed into him.  He pulled her tight against him going as deep into her as possible and he began filling her with his seed.  She hit the heights once more before falling back limp onto the couch.

Tears of joy filled her eyes as her sweat coated body enjoyed the feeling of after glow for the first time.  But moans were coming from other places in the room grabbing her attention.  She looked over at her Dad to see her aunt in his lap kissing him and her Uncle Fred leaning over her back kissing her shoulders.  Then as her eyes moved down Ruby realized that both men had their cocks inside her.  Her father was in her pussy and her uncle was ramming into her ass.  Her aunt’s mouth broke away from kissing her father and a scream of pleasure filled the room.  Her cuming triggered her father and uncle into their own climaxes and they both jammed deep within her pumping their seed deep, which triggered her again and she screamed once more her body shaking like a leaf in the wind.

Noise from the floor caught Ruby’s attention and she moved her eyes to her mother.  One cousin was lying on the floor with Ruby’s mother straddling him.  Another cousin was behind her filling her ass hole.  A third cousin was pumping his dick in and out of her mouth.

Ruby’s pussy was creaming with much more than her uncle’s seed leaking back out as she watched her mother.  Hands under her arms interrupted her thoughts as her Uncle Adam pulled her up off the couch and towards him.  Uncle Peter pulled her dress the rest of the way off her as she moved to straddle Uncle Adam.  As they kissed his chest hair rubbed against her nipples sending little waves of pleasure through her and his cock rubbing against her pussy did the same the two seeming too meet in the middle connecting to her spine and move to her brain making her head swim.

Uncle Adam’s lips moved all over her face and neck as he spoke, “You enjoyed that didn’t you baby?”  Her answer was something between a moan and a growl as she kissed his face and rubbed her breast on his chest.  His hands moved all over her body and he leaned back on the couch until he was lying down with her on top.  With his arms around her they two moved and maneuvered until his dick slipped up into her and he thrust it home.  She gasped and moaned and then her body rotated itself on his hard member.  She recalled the mental picture of her mother on the floor a moment to late as Uncle Peter’s cockhead had pushed passed her sphincter and a little deeper.  She cried out but more with surprise than pain.  Uncle Peter had lubed up well with Vaseline and there was little pain.  He moved in and out a little at a time, going deeper with each movement.  Uncle Adam held still waiting for his brother to make full penetration.  His cock was nearly pulled all the way out of the girl to give space.  Ruby grunted with every movement her eyes big, her mouth open, looking back at Peter.  Finally she felt his balls hit her bottom and she let out a breath she had not known she was holding.  As he pulled out almost all the way this time Uncle Adam thrust up and in entirely filling her cunt with his cock.  Then as Adam pulled out again Peter filled her ass with his cock once more then he pulled back and Adam thrust again and a rhythm was established.  

Ruby’s eyes closed and her forehead rested on Adam’s collarbone his hands taking both her breasts and his thumbs rubbing the nipples.  Ruby squeaked in a funny little way each time one of the uncles filled one of her holes.  Adam paid attention to the girls body and as he felt her cunt muscles tightening on his cock he pushed her back just enough to get his mouth on a nipple and sucked it hard into his mouth.  Ruby’s climax slammed into her and her body shook like a skyscraper in an earthquake.  Her head swam and her cunt muscles tried to milk Adam’s seed from him and the muscles of her dark tunnel did the same to Peter’s.  The rhythm broke and they both thrust up deep into her at the same time filling her with their seed and another wave of orgasm washed over Ruby and her vision went to total black as she passed out from over powering pleasure.

When her eyes opened again Ruby found herself in her own room with her mother sitting on the bed by her side.  “How ya doin baby?”  Ruby felt a little soreness between her legs and remembered, and a smile of satisfaction covered her face.  Her mother seeing it also smiled, and because it did not have a mouth to smile with yet, the baby smiled in it’s mind as the feeling of satisfaction fill his mother’s body.

The End.


Ruby



Ruby was easily the most beautiful girl in his class. Shiny, black waves and black eyes to match; voluptuous curves and a flat stomach in contrast to the deep curve of her ass. 

Everyday, Jack couldn't help but stare down at Ruby, in the first row, third seat from the right. It was difficult, as she was short already (5'2"), and he stood at 6 feet 6 inches. He often had to pretend there was something in his eye or that he dropped something in order to get a quick look at her perfect tits, round and perky but very real. 

Everyday, he thought, "God, perfect. Absolutely perfect." She knew just how to show herself off - unbearably sexy but at the opposite end of the spectrum as slutty. 

Monday she wore a sassy pink sweater and a ribbed brown cordouroy miniskirt with matching sandals. Jack blinked several times in her direction as she walked through the door, one sexy leg in front of the other. She couldn't help but notice the slight drop of his jaw as she straightened her skirt under her ass and sat down, the hem riding up well above her mid-thigh. 

He handed back their tests from the previoius week and Ruby stared at hers in disbelief. "WHAT??" 

"Miss Johnson?"

"Why the, I mean why did I get an F??"

"Well, if you'd like to stay after school today we can discuss it."

"I will."

At 3:30 the bell rang and Ruby made her way back to Mr. Allen's classroom. He straightened his collar and tried to adjust the ever-growing bulge in his pants. Last period was his conference period and all he could think about was Ruby's sweet little pussy and her tiny pink nipples. Or, at least he imagined it that way. 

He heard a knock on his door. 

"SHIT," he thought. The door was locked and he would have to let her inside with this raging hard-on straining inside his pants. He pulled his cock down, which didn't particularly conceal it, but it helped - marginally. 

He turned the doorknob apprehensively and opened the door, being careful to tilt his body so as to draw attention away from the tent in his pants. Ruby stepped inside and as she did, her arm brushed against his body. She raised her eyebrows at him, and looked slowly downwards. 

Jack flushed redder than he ever had and couldn't say a word. She gave him a sly half-smile and said, "This isn't really about the test, is it?"

He stuttered out a, "Uhm, uh, y-yes of c-c-course it is."

Ruby dropped her bad and leaned her back against the door and told him, "I don't care about the test, Mr. Allen." She grabbed his arm and pulled his hard body violently towards hers. She stood on her toes, licked her lips, and planted a wet kiss onto her teacher's lips. Jack's eyes widened in surprise but he wanted her too much to resist. Ruby's arms fell around his waist and she stood even higher on her toes. 

"Here, baby," Jack said. With that, he put both his hands underneath her perfect round ass and hoisted her into the air. He slid her up the door and she wrapped her legs around his body. In this position, her pussy was opened and pressed against his lower abs. He groaned when he saw that she wore no underwear. 

As they continued to kiss each other passionately, she began to push her pelvis out and rub it a little on his shirt. The friction on her clit made her moan in his mouth. 

"Let me down," she whispered in his ear when he was sucking on her neck. He did so and she pushed him to the ground. He was too aroused for it to hurt, and what little pain he did feel dissipated as soon as she whipped his shirt over his head and licked the wet spot on his stomach clean of her juices. She put her body on top of his and kissed him so he could taste her. 

"God, that's good," he thought to himself. 

She leaned forward and for a second worried whether she was hurting him with her weight. She quickly came to her senses, however, and realized that her 130 pounds was nothing on top of his cut, but not overly muscular, 260. 

She whispered breathily into her new lover's ear, "I've wanted you all year, Mr. Allen." His cock twitched when she addressed him formally. "When I finger myself at night, I think about your big cock pressing into my tiny pussy, and my tongue licking it clean of all our juices when you've finished with me."

The 'when you've finished with me' sounded deliciously erotic to Jack, who liked nothing more than to control a woman in bed. HIs hips gave an involuntary buck against her thick thighs. 

She began kissing his earlobe and moved slowly down the side of his neck to his collarbone. She bit and sucked until there was a sizeable red mark beside his shoulder. She continued her descent downwards and paused to lick a circle around his belly button. She kissed it and then left a wet trail down the soft line of dark hair that led to his cock. She kissed and rubbed it through his pants until he couldn't take any more of her blatant teasing. 

"Take. Them. OFF," he commanded her in a deep voice, a little hoarse from excitement. She gave his bulging cock one more rub and then proceeded to unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. 

"Lift up."

He did and she pulled his pants and blue silk boxers to his ankles. She removed his shoes and slid his pants off. She smiled as her teacher's cock stoof proudly in front of her. A drop of precum started to drip down the side of his shaft, but she cleaned it up with one slow lick. She took his cock in one hand and knelt with one knee on either side of his hips. She rubbed her pussy back and forth over the head of his cock, paying special attention to her clit. 

She then scooted downwards and encircled his head with her tongue. She licked it clean and moaned as she savored her own taste. She bent and flicked the tip of him back and forth slowly, and then with increasing speed and pressure. One hand was at his balls, cupping and rubbing them in rhythm with her other hand, which was busy rubbing her pussy. 

She ran one finger up and down her lips and then parted them. She slowly slid one finger inside of her soaking wet, tight pussy. She moaned onto his cock which caused him to shove his hips forward in an attept to slide himself into her mouth. 

"Oh, do you want it that bad, Mr. Allen?" Twitch. "Well, I should probably make you wait for it, but I like the taste of your big, hard cock too much to refuse."

She slide her wet mouth down his shaft until her nose touched his skin. She moved her tongue around inside her mouth and rolled it all over the base of his clock. She slide upwards and took his head between her lips. She licked slow, wet circles around his head and continued finger-fucking herself. 

She licked on clean, straight line from his balls to the tip of his head and she saw him arch his back. HIs cock grew even thicker as she took it all into her mouth. That was it for him and he exploded down her throat. 

When he was finished she let him out of her mouth with a wet "pop" and said, "My turn." She crawled forward until her pussy was level with Jack's face. He loved licking a woman and was more than ecstatic to be able to bury his face in the tight, pink slit of his favorite student. 

He began by licking around her outer lips only. He tickled the hollows where her thighs met her pussy and the little stretch of skin before her ass. He slowly parted her pussy lips with his tongue and licked a line from her hole to right below her clit. He was going to tease her until she went crazy. 

He tickled her opening with tiny circles of his tongue and every so often dipped his tongue inside her. Her taste made him grow hard all over again and he began rubbing his cock as he sucked on her pussy lips. He drew circles around her clit with his tongue, but never once touched it. He noticed that this made Ruby moan especially loud so he continued to do it as he used his other hand to slide one finger in and our of her dripping pussy. 

She threw her head back and moaned loudly as he added another finger. He fucked her with his hand until she began to scream so loudly he knew someone would hear. 

Finally, he slid his expert tongue over her swollen clit and felt her shudder. He took it into his mouth and pulsed it in and out. He kissed it like he would her tongue until she was swept into an earthshattering orgasm. He drank her delicious juices until her dripping subsided. 

Ruby's body fell slightly limp and she almost toppled over. He slid his body out from under hers and sat beside her. He pulled her onto his naked lap and noticed how sweaty she had become. He slid her sweater over her head and unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. He unzipped her skirt and pulled it over her head as well. Jack turned Ruby's body so that she was straddling him and his insatiable cock was pressed between their stomachs. She leaned her head on his chest and pressed her breasts to his stomach. 

"Are you okay, baby?" he asked her as her heavy breathing gradually began to abate. 

"I'm fine, that was just...that was fantastic."

He slowly leaned her back so her shoulder blades touched the floor. He bent and kissed her breasts and took the other one in his hand. He licked circles around one areola and pinched the other with increasing pressure until she moaned that she could take no more. He switched sides and pinched her other nipple. 

Ruby's hips flew up and her pussy juices smeared his lower abs and cock. He closed his eyes and tried to control himself. He took his legs out from under her and laid his hard, tall body onto her tiny, soft, short one. He slid his cock between her thighs and rubbed it all over her soaking pussy. 

"Are you ready?"

She nodded slowly, scared of such a big cock, but she wanted him too badly to say no. He plunged his cock deep inside her and left it there for a minute while she got used to its size. She winced as a flush of pain and pleasure surged through her. It felt so good and it hurt like hell at the same time. When her pussy began to accomodate his hard cock he began to slowly rock back and forth, sliding in and our of her tight pussy. 

His hand snaked down her side and found its way to her clit. He rubbed her little button in circles and coated it with her own wetness. He began to fuck her harder and faster as both of their orgasms drew near. 

"Fuck me harder, Mr. Allen. I want it harder!" she screamed.

Her orgasm began as a massive ripple of contractions throughout her entire body. Her pussy tightened even more and gripped his cock every few seconds. It was too much for Jack to stand - his student's tight little pussy contracting around his harder-than-ever cock. He exploded into her and groaned loudly as his last bit of cum shot inside her pussy. 

They lay still, panting for several minutes and then Jack rolled sideways so his body faced Ruby's. Their legs remained entwined and his softening cock was still inside her still-dripping hole. 

After about 30 minutes of just laying with each other, Jack said, "Hey, baby...I don't want this to be the last time we do this."

"Me either, Mr. Allen."

"As hot as it is when you call me that, please call me Jack. I mean, we've pretty much completely overstepped the boundaries of formality."

"Okay, Mr. Allen," Ruby replied with a wink. 

"I think you're going to need some tutoring, baby. How about every Thursday night I come to your house and...help...you?

"That sounds fantastic, Jack." She untangled herself from him and grabbed her clothes. She got dressed and waited for him to do the same. 

As they walked out the classroom together, Ruby couldn't help but smile. Today was Thursday.



Ruby



"Buiten was het koud. En dan bedoel ik niet zomaar koud, maar een wind die dwars door alles heen sneed en een temperatuur van vele graden onder nul. Het was zaterdagavond en we hadden elkaar net ontmoet. Via internet heb ik je voor het eerst gezien. Meteen toen ik je foto zag, wist ik dat je de ware voor me was.

Een afspraak was snel geregeld: we zouden elkaar ontmoeten in een klein café ergens in de stad, vlakbij de tramhalte. Ik zou je herkennen aan je rode kleding, je zei in een mail dat je van rood hield. Gelukkig hou ik ook van een bepaald soort rood. Je zei ook dat je wat extra pondjes had. Vond ik geen probleem, daar hou ik juist van.

Die avond trok ik mijn beste kleren aan en pakte de tram naar het centrum. Omdat het café vlakbij de halte lag, had ik het snel gevonden. Aan de bar zat een stevige vrouw in een nauwsluitende rode jurk. Ook haar haren waren rood (geverfd weliswaar, maar toch) en zelfs haar sieraden waren rood. Ik vroeg je of jij mijn date was voor vanavond en je bevestigde dat. Je stelde jezelf voor als Ruby. Dit was niet je officiële naam, maar iedereen noemde je zo. Ik snap wel waarom; later op de avond heb je me zelfs toegefluisterd dat al je lingerie en zelfs je schaamhaar rood is.

De avond was top, we hebben over alles gepraat. Veel gelachen, veel gedronken. De avond eindigde in mijn bed, helaas niet rood. Toen je in mijn slaapkamer stond, mocht ik je jurk openritsen. Je had geen beha aangetrokken, maar wel een vuurrode string.

Langzaam draaide je om en liet je de jurk over je schouders zakken. Je bedekte met je linkerhand je volle borsten, met je rechter liet je de jurk op de grond glijden. Nonchalant schopte je de jurk in de hoek en liet je mij je borsten zien. Mijn erectie werd zo mogelijk nog harder. Je trok heel langzaam je string van je volle billen en liet mij je roodgeverfde schaamhaar zien. Ik moest bekennen dat ik zoiets nog nooit gezien had, maar dat het je goed stond. Ik was ook benieuwd wie zoiets deed, schaamhaar verven. Je zei dat je het zelf deed, dan hoefde je niet met je benen wijd bij een speciale kapper te liggen. Daar kon ik me wel iets bij voor stellen.

Nadat je string ook uit was, ging je op mijn bed liggen met je benen gespreid. Je knipoogde naar me en wenkte me. Ik bedacht me geen twee keer, en zo snel als ik kon, kleedde ik me uit. Mijn keiharde paal klapte tegen mijn onderbuik toen ik hem bevrijdde. Uit mijn nachtkastje pakte ik een condoom en legde die alvast klaar voor later.

Ik ging naast je liggen en onze lippen smolten samen toen we zoenden. Met je tong verkende je mijn hele mond, en ik moest moeite doen je bij te houden. Toen je klaar was, pakte je mijn harde paal vast en sloot je rood gestifte lippen er omheen. Ik zei dat je niet lang moest doorgaan nadat je begonnen was, omdat ik anders veel te snel zou klaarkomen.

Je stopte en ik scheurde de verpakking van het condoom open. Jij pakte hem uit mijn handen en deed het condoom in je mond. Met je lippen, mond en tanden verpakte je mijn lul. Je trok je knieën op en ik stootte in één keer naar binnen. Blijkbaar had ik een gevoelig plekje geraakt, je heupen schoten omhoog toen mijn paal helemaal in je zat. Ik begon langzaam te stoten. Elke stoot was raak: je kreunde bij elke stoot.

Ik trok mijn lul uit je poesje en zei dat je op je handen en knieën moest gaan zitten; op z'n hondjes dus. Ik vond dat het tijd was voor serieuze actie, dus ik spaarde je poesje niet en stootte heftig heen en weer. Je volle borsten schudden alle kanten op. Ik pakte ze vast en kneep in je tepels. Je kon nog net uitbrengen dat je bijna klaarkwam en ik was trots op mezelf: het was me nog nooit gelukt om een vrouw te laten klaarkomen door haar alleen maar te neuken. Een minuutje later gilde je kort en kwam je klaar. Ik zei dat je moest omdraaien om mij ook te laten klaarkomen.

Je hield je borsten tegen elkaar en ik begreep de hint. Met mijn paal stootte ik tussen je borsten. Kort daarna spoot ik dikke stralen zaad in je gezicht en haren. Met je handen veegde je alles op en slikte het door.

Daarna werd het zwart voor je ogen en nu hang je naakt vastgegespt aan een soort kruis in mijn kelder. Je hebt vast geen idee hoe dat komt. Ik zal het je vertellen: nadat we waren klaargekomen en ik in je gezicht had gespoten, heb je verdoofd. Ik kick namelijk op vrouwen die zijn vastgebonden. Zie je die messen achter me? Die zijn voor jou. Hou je mond, het heeft geen zin om te gillen: deze ruimte is volledig geïsoleerd. Ja, je gaat eraan en je kunt er niks aan doen. Hou je bek. Ik zei: hou je bek!"

Ik sloeg haar in hard haar gezicht. Een rode handafdruk, nog meer rood, verscheen op haar wang en ze hield haar mond. Toch vertrouwde ik het niet en bond haar mond dicht met een balletje aan een leren riem. Nu was ze echt stil, af en toe probeerde ze los te komen door te kronkelen, maar toen ze zag dat het geen zin had hield ze zich helemaal stil.

Mijn naam is niet belangrijk, je zult me op straat waarschijnlijk niet herkennen. Ik heb een onopvallend leven, een onopvallende baan en ik rij in een onopvallende auto. Mijn hobby daarentegen is heel wat minder onopvallend. Ik ben niet getrouwd, ik heb geen vriendin. Via internet ontmoet ik meisjes met wie ik uitga, om ze daarna naar mijn huis mee te nemen en ze in mijn kelder te misbruiken. Weet je, mijn hele leven al word IK misbruikt, toen ik jong was door mijn vader en zijn broers, later door verschillende klasgenoten en hun vrienden. In mijn studententijd werd ik door mijn goedheid misbruikt door diverse vrouwen en studiegenoten en nu heb ik er genoeg van. Ik zal deze vrouwen laten voelen hoe het is om gebruikt en misbruikt te worden.

Ruby hangt er een beetje zielig bij, tijd om haar weer wat leven in te blazen. Ik pak een zweep vanuit een rek vol met allerlei marteltuig. Deze zweep heeft overal punten, perfect om mijn buit te laten voelen wie er baas is. Ik begin met haar volle borsten. Eigenlijk is het wel jammer dat ze dood gaat, ze is mooi, ook al is ze dik.

De zweep suist door de lucht, knalt achter me en raakt Ruby voor me. Uit haar mond komen wat gedempte kreten maar ik trek me er niets van aan. In haar borsten zitten diepe putten die de zweep heeft achtergelaten. Uit sommige wondjes komen wat druppels bloed en ik krijg weer een erectie. Ik pak haar rechterborst vast en lik wat bloed op. Ik spuug haar in haar gezicht. Een dikke rode klodder speeksel druipt over haar voorhoofd naar beneden.

Ik sla haar nog een keer met de zweep tegen haar borsten, net zo lang totdat ze helemaal onder het bloed zitten. Nadat ik klaar ben, zit ik onder het zweet en zij onder het bloed. Haar borsten zijn rood en aan haar voeten liggen wat druppels bloed. Ik glimlach als ik me bedenk wat ik nog meer met haar ga doen. Ruby moet veel pijn hebben, haar ogen zijn wijd opengesperd en haar borst gaat hevig op en neer. Ik trek mezelf af en spuit tegen haar buik en poesje. Omdat haar borsten nogal groot zijn, is dat gedeelte nog niet echt met bloed bedekt. Dat komt nog wel. De klodders sperma druipen langzaam omlaag.

Het kruis waar Ruby aan vastgebonden is, staat midden in mijn kelder en is draaibaar. De armen zijn zo opgezet, dat er iemand aan kan hangen met armen en benen gespreid, zonder te hangen. Ik klik de zekering los en draai Ruby om, zodat ze naar het plafond kijkt. Ik klik het kruis weer vast, zodat ze horizontaal ligt.

Ik pak een grote kaars en steek hem aan. Als hij een tijdje heeft gebrand, pak ik de kaars op en hou hem schuin boven Ruby's poesje. Een deel spat op de grond en stolt gelijk. Grote stralen heet vet druipen op haar buik en poesje. Ze gilt het uit, voor zover dat mogelijk is met een dichtgebonden mond. Zweet parelt op haar voorhoofd. Ik kijk ernaar en kan enige opwinding niet onderdrukken: met mijn linkerhand, waarin ik geen kaars heb, streel ik haar poesje en vinger haar klitje. Ze kan het niet helpen en kreunt een beetje. Ik voel een bekend gevoel tussen mijn benen en ik zie dat mijn piemel weer tot leven komt. Dit keer besteed ik er geen aandacht aan.

Nog een keer krijgt haar kutje de volle laag kaarsvet, nog meer dan de eerste keer. Omdat er al een laag vet lag, doet het minder pijn. Jammer, ik had haar graag nog een keer horen gillen. Dat komt nog wel.

Ik pak weer de zweep en geef haar benen en buik de volle laag. De zweep laat putten en wondjes in haar huid achter en er verschijnt wat bloed. Ik vind het niet genoeg, dus pak ik een plank met spijkers er aan. Met deze plank sla ik op haar benen en in haar buik. De spijkers doen hun werk goed en uit diepe wonden stroomt bloed. Ik wrijf met mijn handen over Ruby's benen en buik, zodat mijn handen onder het bloed komen te zitten. Ik smeer mezelf met haar bloed in. Een klein beetje lik ik op. Het smaakt niet slecht, een beetje zoetig, maar met een apart smaakje, zoals elk bloed dat heeft.

Het is tijd voor het echte werk. Op een tafeltje ligt een metalen dienblad met verschillende messen en scalpels er op. Ik pak een klein mesje en controleer of het scherp is door een lok van Ruby's vuurrode haren af te snijden. Het is scherp genoeg. Ik zet het mesje op haar voorhoofd en maak een diepe snee in haar huid. Meteen komt er bloed te voorschijn wat naar de zijkanten druipt, ook in haar oren. Terwijl ik de snee maak, trek ik mezelf af.

Ik zet het mesje in de huid van haar wangen en maak twee diepe sneden. Ruby gilt aan één stuk door, maar haar kreten worden gelukkig gedempt. Ik leg het mesje opzij en pak een scalpel, zo een als ze ook in het ziekenhuis gebruiken. Het lemmet is vlijmscherp, dat hoef ik niet eens te testen.

Met het scalpel maak ik de snee in haar voorhoofd dieper en snij een stuk huid los. Het losse stuk huid gooi ik op de grond. De wond bloedt hevig en Ruby's gezicht wordt steeds roder. Ik hou het scalpel boven haar linkeroog. Haar ogen worden groot en ze probeert met haar hoofd te schudden. Helaas voor haar zit haar hoofd goed vastgebonden en met een misselijkmakend geluid dringt het mes diep in haar oog naar binnen. Ik draai het scalpel rond en snij haar oog uit de kas. Haar rechteroog moet het ook ontgelden. Gelukkig kan ze nu niet meer zien wat ik met haar ga doen. Voelen doet ze het des te meer.

De wonden in haar wangen maak ik een stuk groter, zodat ik in haar mond kan kijken. Er komt geen geluid meer uit haar keel. Ik heb goed ingeschat wanneer ze zou flauwvallen van de pijn en angst. Door de gaten in haar gezicht kan ik haar tanden goed bekijken. Ze zien er perfect uit. Met een tang dat ik van het blad pak, wrik ik een kies los en leg die op het blad. Uit de wond stroomt wat bloed, wat zich vermengt met al het andere bloed dat uit de wonden in haar gezicht stroomt. Met de tang trek ik al haar tanden en kiezen. Haar mond begint zich vrij snel te vullen met bloed en speeksel. Over niet al te lange tijd zal ze stikken in haar eigen bloed. Hoe de mens zijn eigen ondergang is kan me elke keer weer verbazen.

Ik laat haar gezicht voor wat het is en richt me op haar borsten. Met het scalpel snij ik rondom haar borsten de huid los. Ik trek de huid van haar borsten en snij de tepels er uit. Ik kan goed alle spieren en melkkanalen zien lopen.

Met een groot mes snij ik haar borsten van haar borstkas. Ik leg ze apart, samen met de huid en ga verder naar beneden. Ik wil haar nog niet dood hebben, eerst een beetje spelen.

Ik pak het scalpel weer en snij de huid van haar buik open. Er komt veel vet vrij tijdens het snijden, ze hield wel van een stevige maaltijd. Ik trek de dikke lap huid en onderhuids vet naar achteren, zodat haar organen bloot komen te liggen. Inmiddels is de vloer bijna helemaal rood van haar bloed, bloed dat zo mooi bij haar haren en haar naam past. Jammer dat ze het kan meemaken.

De darmen en andere organen heb ik niet nodig, dus die snij ik eruit en gooi ze weg, het gaat me om wat er onder ligt. Voorzichtig snij ik Ruby's baarmoeder en vagina uit haar lichaam. Ik til haar vrouwelijke organen uit haar levenloze lichaam en bekijk ze van alle kanten. Een siddering trekt langs mijn ruggengraat en ik krijg onmiddellijk een enorme erectie. Ik kan me niet bedwingen en pomp snel dat beetje zaad dat ik voor vandaag nog over had over haar bebloede organen.

Ik voel of haar hart nog klopt, na alles wat ze heeft moeten doorstaan. Met enige moeite voel ik haar hartslag. Met mijn scalpel snij ik haar keel door. Bloed spuit eruit en met een gorgelend geluid lopen haar longen vol bloed en haar aderen leeg. Een laatste stuiptrekking en mijn avond zit er op. Ik ga op de grond zitten en opeens wordt alles zwart voor mijn ogen...

Nat van het zweet schrik ik wakker. Met mijn hoofd in mijn handen blijf ik even zitten en laat ik deze nachtmerrie op me inwerken. Naast me wordt Ruby wakker en vraagt wat er is. Ik stel haar gerust door te zeggen dat er niets is, maar mijn hart bonkt als een bezetene.

"Ruby", fluister ik haar toe, "ik wil je nooit kwijt, ik hou van je." Ze hoort het niet, ze slaapt weer.

Ik sta op en loop naar de badkamer om mijn blaas te legen en wat water te drinken. In flarden herinner ik me wat ik gedroomd heb en ik schrik van mezelf. Ik kijk in de spiegel en ik zie dat ik lijkbleek ben. Nadat ik heb geplast en gedronken heb, kruip ik weer naast Ruby in bed. We zijn al bijna een jaar getrouwd en sinds kort woont ze bij mij in huis. We hebben bijna elke dag heftige seks en ze weet van geen ophouden. Haar rode haren en kleren maken me elke dag weer gek van opwinding, dus vind ik het niet zo erg als ze weer eens mijn rits openmaakt en me een geweldige pijpbeurt geeft terwijl ik in de opening van de voordeur sta. Gelukkig wonen we in een rustige buurt, anders zou er allang iemand ons hebben gezien.

Nadat ik in bed ben gaan liggen, val ik vrij snel in slaap en droom nergens meer over.

De volgende ochtend, tijdens het ontbijt, vertel ik Ruby wat ik vannacht droomde. Ze schrikt van mijn gedetailleerde beschrijving van de slachtpartij. Ze vraagt waarom ik zoiets zou kunnen dromen. Ik moet bekennen dat ik het niet weet, ik wil haar niet kwijt, ze is mijn alles. Ze pakt met haar rechterhand de mijne vast en met haar linker graait ze onder tafel naar mijn kruis. "Misschien dat je gewoon een goede beurt van je vrouwtje nodig hebt om je te ontspannen.", zegt ze. Ik laat haar gaan, maar ik kan er niet echt van genieten.

Na 10 minuten, als ik nog steeds niet ben klaargekomen, stopt ze en vraagt ze me wat er is. Ik zeg dat ik het beeld dat ik met haar baarmoeder in mijn hand sta en klaarkom niet uit mijn hoofd kan krijgen. Ze zucht, maar houdt haar mond.

Nadat Ruby naar haar werk is gegaan, pak ik een mes uit de keukenla. Uit de kast haal ik kaarsen en lucifers en onderin mijn kledingkast ligt een doosje met een zweep verborgen. Met deze spullen loop ik naar de keuken. Onder het kleed is een deur, die leidt naar de kelder. Ruby weet dit nog niet. In het kastje naast mijn bed zet ik een fles chloroform en een doekje. In de kelder sorteer ik mijn spulletjes en wacht totdat Ruby thuiskomt.

Ruby is nog maar net thuis, en ik trek haar mee naar de slaapkamer. Gewillig gaat ze mee. Ik scheur haar kleren bijna van haar lijf en gooi haar op bed. We hebben wilde seks. Nadat ik haar tussen haar dikke tieten in haar gezicht heb gespoten lik ik haar naar een heftig orgasme. Terwijl Ruby ligt bij te komen, pak ik de fles en het doekje. Ruby is gelijk onder zeil en ik sleep haar mee naar de kelder en bind haar vast.

Soms hebben dromen een voorspellend karakter...



Ruby



Author's notes:

If you are familiar with the song Ruby, by Kenny Rodgers, you know that this story can't have a happy ending. However, I have been asked by several readers to do this story so I bow to their desires.

Abbreviations:

NVA – the regular North Vietnamese Army

VC – the irregular Viet Cong army in South Viet Nam.

S2 – Intelligence

LZ – Landing zone

ARVN – South Vietnamese Army

DMZ – Demilitarized zone

IN THE AGE OF INNOCENCE

I hated my best friend, Chaz! Yeah, I know that sounds crazy, but I sure felt that way. We grew up best buds and fiercest competitors. We were more friends than competitors until we discovered girls. Through some twisted sense of humor of the Gods, it seemed that we always fell for the same girls.

I guess it started when we were juniors in high school. Chaz went to East High and I went to North. My name was Deal Edwards and Chaz was Charles Theron. Deal sounds like a funny name, but my dad won money for his honeymoon with mom by playing poker. My real name was John Thomas Edwards, but because of dad everyone called me Deal.

Chaz's dad was from Bordeaux and his mom was from main line Philadelphia. Sure, they had all that money and a big house on College Hill in Wichita. Me, I grew up on a small farm in Pleasant Valley just north of the Big Ditch, off 37th. We didn't have money and we had a small house. My mom stayed at home for my three younger sisters and me. Dad was a draftsman for Beech. Chaz's dad was the senior partner for one of the big eight accounting firm's office in Sedgwick County.

The families got to know each other because our moms were on the board of one of the big charities and they became fast friends. Mom was on the board because her grandfather left all his money to the charity with the stipulation she would be a permanent board member. That led to having barbeques, picnics and dinners together more frequently than I would like.

We were both athletic. I was spot on six foot with a stocky toughness and great coordination. Chaz was tall and rangy – about six inches taller than me but only twenty pounds heavier.

He was a quarterback on the football team. I was a linebacker. I was point guard on the basketball team – Chaz was a forward but had the ball handling and shooting skills of a guard. We were both all state as sophomores and juniors. I had been dating this girl, Patty, who went to Southeast. She was every high school boy's wet dream. She was sultry before either Chaz or I had any idea what the word meant. 

We had dated four or five times and we had arrived at the light petting stage. I was deeply in love! That year, both East and North had the junior prom on the same weekend. I was going to ask Patty to the prom at North, but waited 'til the last minute ... I don't know why. When I finally got around to it, she let me know that Chaz had already asked her. Damn – I didn't even know Chaz knew her. I was pissed but there wasn't much I could do.

A couple of weeks after the prom, we were at Chaz's folks house for dinner. Chaz and I walked over to College Hill Park, a couple blocks away. This was East High's cross-country training place and we were throwing the football around. I won't go into a lot of detail but he told me he popped Patty's cherry. I took a wild swing at him, which he ducked and caught me with a fierce short left jab on the point of my chin that dropped me like a stone. He left me lying there and went back to his house. I showed up twenty minutes later in a fearsome pout.

We danced around each other for the next year, sometimes friends, sometimes hating each other. During the football homecoming game at North the next fall we quit being friends. Chaz was being recruited by a number of division one schools and he was leaning towards Oklahoma. I'd already been accepted at Annapolis – surprisingly more on my grades than my athletic skills. 

North was ahead with thirty seconds left and East had fourth and long around mid-field. I was supposed to cover the wide receiver but I dropped off and edged towards the line of scrimmage. When their center snapped the ball I rushed around the defensive end, remembering Patty. I was going all out for Chaz when I saw him throw the ball I was still three strides away. I threw myself at him anyway, knowing I was late, but I didn't give a shit. He fell on his throwing arm and broke both bones in his forearm.

I got called for a late hit but it didn't matter. The pass was complete and the game was over. It took Chaz two years to completely heal and he hated me after that. He lost his scholarship offers and wound up at the University of Wichita studying accounting and doing the ROTC thing. I went off to Annapolis and our families didn't get together anymore.

After I graduated I chose the marines and went home for a month's leave before shipping off to 'Nam. I called one the girls I had dated on and off and we went to a dance at the Moose Lodge on East Kellogg. I was outside having a cigarette when I saw Chaz. I nodded at him, but didn't go over. He was in uniform with the gold bars of a second lieutenant with a paratroop badge and an 82nd airborne patch. I was in my dress blues and looked pretty sharp.

Chaz was there with a girl I hadn't seen before, a tall red head with a white blouse and a black mini/micro skirt. She was really hot and I heard several people call her Ruby. It never would have gone anywhere, but I heard Chaz say something about 'candy ass marines!' I guess he was remembering how quickly he put me down at the park years ago. Well, I had learned a few things. I humiliated him in front of his date and while he was on the ground I asked Ruby to dance with me.

I didn't see Chaz again for several years. I saw a lot of Ruby before I had to ship out. I mean I didn't see her that many times but I saw all there was to see. By the time I left we were engaged. I thought I was going straight overseas, but they changed my orders and I wound up at the Defense Language Institute in Monterey studying Vietnamese.

Ruby flew out and we drove to Reno and got married. She lived off post in Carmel (her dad was a Senior VP at Boeing and gave her anything she wanted) and it was great having a regular squeeze whenever I had time off. Ruby was very sexual – it was a natural thing with her and it seemed she couldn't get enough no matter how frequently we made love. If I was older I guess I would have been worried about her being alone while I was gone, but hell, I was young and I gave her all she could handle. When I finished my training she went back to stay with her folks and I went to the war.

KHE SANH

"Khe Sanh ... is still a fearsome place of exploding shells and death."- Douglas Robinson, New York Times

The strange thing about Viet Nam was the sheer difference, the absolute change in everything. In two days I went from living in a near paradise on Monterey Bay and sleeping (sometimes) with a woman that exuded sexuality to this ... foreign place! Everything was different: the very air had an alien smell and the heat and humidity was oppressing.

It was in February of '68 and I was being sent to the Khe Sanh Combat Base a few miles south of the DMZ, in the Quang Tri province. The area was remote, sparsely populated ... and the main focal point for the war at that time. A series of Marine and Vietnamese bases had been constructed south of the demilitarized zone to protect communications and population centers along the coast.

I heard from my mom that Chaz was with the 503rd Airborne operating around the Central Highlands. Mom didn't know anything about the animosity that had developed between Chaz and I. Meeting with him was the last thing I wanted to do but I told my mom I'd try to meet up with him. I just didn't want to get into it with her.

The Khe Sanh base had been closed the previous fall for restoration and expansion and had reopened several months before I got there. Engineers from the South Vietnamese Army (ARVN) built a dirt runway in 1962, which had been doubled in length, and some taxi strips added a couple of years later by the Seabees and covered with interlocking aluminum matting. By the time I arrived it was a heavily fortified base. As the chopper bringing in replacements landed I got a sense of things to come as we passed over the still smoking remains of a KC130 at the end of the runway.

The base was about two square miles averaging about 2500 yards long and 400 wide. The runway actually extended about 150 yards beyond the perimeter. This narrow opening was heavily covered by machine guns, claymores and several Ontos anti-tank vehicles. The only source of water for the base was a stream outside the north perimeter. Water was pumped up the hill and stored in rubber reservoirs. 

I was assigned to the battalion S2, the Major in charge of intelligence. My job was to translate documents found on captured or dead enemy combatants as quickly as possible. This meant that instead of waiting for the documents to come to me I had to frequently go to them. It was a hard job because the documents were usually in poor condition and we were getting more and more stuff from the NVA. What we trained on at Monterrey was mostly documents from the VC. 

About two weeks into my stay I was at a forward position and one of the guys asked if I wanted a picture of me with the "snake." I asked what they were talking about and they took out a snake they had killed the day before. It took four of the men to carry it. Later, after I was back in the real world I would look at that picture and remember what a fucked up war that was. It was a small comfort to the hell my life had turned into.

I did pay attention to the guys with experience and I learned to survive. About six months into my time at Khe Sanh I was being sent to Tan Son Nhot airbase outside of Saigon for a meeting with some of the other translators to try to get more consistency in the translations and suggestions to look for trends in the data we gathered so we could be more productive in the questions we asked. On the trip back the helicopter I was on sat down on the LZ just as a mortar attack took place. I started running as fast as I could for cover and just short I felt a sharp pain in my back followed by the shocking sound and intense air pressure from the explosion of a mortar round.

At the hospital I got the bad news. The doctor called it a transsection of the spinal cord in the epidural space. What he meant was that I was dead from about the navel down. More specifically, I was impotent and incontinent, or as the doctor said, urinary and fecal incontinence.

I would be better off totally dead. This was my first thought after the doctor left. It was a theme I became obsessed with. As I started therapy and started talking to my fellow victims of having their lives ruined because of a war no one really supported, I was learning to keep my thoughts to myself. It seemed that those with recurring suicidal thoughts were sent to some VA Hospital and forgotten.

I learned to smile and sound optimistic all the while making plan after plan on how I would put myself out of the constant pain and humiliation I was going through. One of the plans started working almost immediately. I was drowsing one afternoon – actually I slept most of the time because of the narcotics I was taking for the pain – when Chaz came waltzing in. He had an eye patch on; he had lost an eye during a VC ambush. The dumb shit actually looked even more handsome with the eye patch than without it.

We shot the shit for a while then I begged him to get me a bottle. 

"Come on, Chaz, for old time sakes."

He did come back and as he gave me the bottle he said, "Hey, did Ruby tell you that we went dancing a couple of times when I was on leave before shipping out? Damn, she was lonely. Hey! Are you going to be able to keep her satisfied?"

With a smirk, he added, "You know you can always call on me, buddy. She's really hot, ain't she?"

I was torn between drinking the bottle of Canadian Club or throwing it at him and trying to put his other eye out. I settled in for drinking the booze and tried my best to kill myself with it. I was about halfway finished with the whisky when I dropped the bottle. That both kept me from finishing the remaining whiskey and brought in the night nurse at a run from the crashing noise.

With the level of narcotics I was taking I almost died but they did their damnedest and saved my sorry ass. I cried for two days after that before I could fake a stiff upper lip again.

I wound up in a hospital in Hawaii and Ruby came out for a couple of weeks. She just came by the hospital for about a half hour each day. I asked her why she didn't come by more often.

"Deal, this place is just too depressing. And I hate the smell. It makes me want to throw up."

I worried about what she was doing the rest of the time but there was nothing I could do about it.

~~~~~~

I finally made it home. We rented a house just a few blocks from the Pleasant Valley Middle School, north of Wichita. It backed up against the big ditch. We had a guy put in a wheel chair ramp so I could get in and out.

Ruby didn't have much patience with all the work involved in keeping me clean. I could see a disgusted look on her face once in a while that really hurt me. Worse though, by far, was she started going out two or three nights a week with her 'girlfriends'.

LOST INNOCENCE

It wasn't me that started that old crazy Asian war.But I was proud to go and do my patriotic choreAnd yes, it's true that I'm not the man I used to be ...Oh, Ruby, I still need some company.

Each morning I had one prayer that I repeated over and over, "Oh, God, kill me today." The doctors said I probably would die within two or three years. There was just too much damage. I had to go to the VA hospital every other month or so and they would fix something or other and my death would be delayed for a while longer.

Ruby kept going out – staying until some late hour in the sleepless nights. I tried to talk with her but got jackshit in answer.

"Oh, Deal. I'm sorry but it's just so boring here. I'm too young to be stuck at home all the time." 

I'd watch her get ready and I knew she wasn't going to no damn girls' night out. She spent too much time on her clothes and makeup and putting on some expensive whore water that cost more than we could afford. She dressed in tight clothes that exhibited her body.

I was thinking more and more of trying to end it. I came up with zilch until a buddy of mine from 'Nam stopped by on his way to Tulsa. We lied to each other for a while until I finally got serious.

"Hey, Ty ... man, I need a gun. Anything you can get is okay."

He looked at me hard. He knew what I wanted it for. "Sure, Deal. I got one in the car."

He came back with an S&W .38 Police Special and a box of ammo. I didn't really need a box – loading it once would be more than enough for me. One bullet was all I needed to end my pathetic life.

~~~~~~ 

This went on for a couple of months. I hid the gun in my duffle bag in the closet – Ruby had never shown any interest in it. Then the night came when I got pissed off enough ... I mean I was livid with anger.

Ruby was getting ready and mentioned in passing, "I'm not driving tonight. An old friend of yours is picking me up for dinner and dancing at the Moose Lodge then we're coming back here."

"Who do you mean? Who is picking you up?"

"Oh, you'll see in a minute."

~~~~~~ 

It's hard to love a man whose legs are bent and paralyzed.And the wants and needs the needs of a woman your age, Ruby I realize.But it won't be long I've heard them say until I'm not around.Oh, Ruby, don't take your love to town.

I put my hand on her arm and asked, "Ruby, stay home tonight. Don't go out on the town, please?"

"Deal, I don't have much time. Just leave me alone.

~~~~~~

About ten minutes later there was a knock on the door. Ruby went over and opened the door. Chaz came in dressed in a new sport coat and looking darkly handsome with his eye patch.

"Chaz! What the hell are you doing here?"

"Hey, Deal. You're looking great." This with a smirk.

"I'm taking Ruby out dancing because you can't even stand up and you know how much she likes to dance. I'm also going to give her something else you can't give her."

He and Ruby both laughed at this. She took his arm and they started walking through the door. Ruby paused and turned back to me, "Deal, we are coming back here after our date." She had a heavy emphasis on the word date. "Please stay out of the bedroom. I don't want it all smelly with those awful cigars you use. Oh, if you want you can watch us."

Chaz added, laughing, "Yeah, Deal, that's the closest you will ever come to sex again."

I threw the ashtray at him but he just ducked and they went on out the door, laughing, slamming the door behind them.

~~~~~~ 

She's leavin' now 'cause I heard the slammin' of the door.The way I know I've heard it slam one hundred times before.Don't take your love to town.Oh, Ruby. God sakes, turn around.

Doing a slow burn, I went to the closet and got my gun out. I always kept it loaded. I wheeled over to the bed and took the bullets out, cleaning each one with the edge of the sheet. I made the hard brass shine. I did this for ten minutes until a tear fell on the .38. I realized I was crying. I knew at that instant that I was ready to end it. I had nothing to live for. I wanted nothing I could ever expect to get except death.

I put the shiny death dealers back in the pistol, one at a time. I looked down the bore to make sure it was clean – not that it made any difference. I tried putting the barrel in my mouth but chipped a tooth putting it in. The pain distracted me and I took it back out and carefully wiped the saliva from the end of the barrel. 

I stopped to think what the surest way would be and decided on my temple. I put the hard metal to my head and my finger to the trigger. I gently pulled ... waiting for the roar. My hand started shaking and I backed off. I lit a smelly black cheroot and picked up her pillow, exhaling the smoke into the opening at the end of the pillowcase. I knew she would wash the sheets but I hoped some foul aroma would stay.

I wheeled into the kitchen. I needed some Dutch courage ... or in this case some Kentucky, Dutch courage. My hands were still shaking as I poured a water glass half full. I spilled more on the table than went into the glass. I took a large gulp and choked on it but it felt good.

I put the pistol to my head again but I knew it was a no go. I just couldn't pull the trigger ... I couldn't do it that way. I added a couple of inches of Kentucky's finest to my glass and sipped it slowly, thinking. An idea came to me in a flash of understanding and I knew, really knew what I wanted out of life – and death. 

I put the .38 on my lap and covered it with a newspaper and sat back and sipped slowly, enjoying the bite of the sour mash. I got a clean ashtray from the drawer and chain-smoked the smelly cheroots. For the first time in a long time I had a smile on my face. An observer would probably call it a sickly grimace but I wasn't into nuances of facial expressions at that moment in time.

Several hours slowly passed and I could see my piss bag getting full. I had a pleasant buzz on – feeling good at my plan. Occasionally I would smile as I worked out each careful step. I rounded up a couple of extension cords and cut each in half. Yeah, this would work fine.




Ruby



I made sure the phone was handy. I was ready.

It was about eleven when I heard the car outside. Yes, I was damn ready.

The door opened and Ruby stepped in, followed by Chaz. Her lipstick was smeared and her blouse pulled loose from her skirt. She saw me sitting there and screeched, "Damn you, Deal! I told you not to smoke those foul cigars."

Chaz closed the door. I took the paper off my lap and raised the pistol. My hand was rock solid now. I pointed it at Chaz. "Come here, now."

He slowly looked at me and started forward. I had him turn around and get on his knees. He looked back, like he was getting ready to try something. 

"Dammit, Chaz! I'm not going to kill you. Turn your head."

When he did I hit him firmly ... but not too firmly behind the right ear. I didn't want him dead.

I went through the same routine with Ruby. I gathered the four pieces of wire and carefully shot each of them behind both knees, wrapping the cord tightly around each thigh as a tourniquet. I did the knees one at a time – I sure didn't want them to bleed to death.

I had fond hopes that they would both wind up needing wheel chairs for they rest of their lives. Maybe one of them could use mine to save some money.

Finishing with them I called the operator and asked for the police.

"There has been a shooting at 411 Hays Street. There are two people wounded. I don't know if the shooter is still in the house."

I hung up and turned on all the lights. I opened the front door and wheeled back to just around the bedroom door. I waited with a small smile on my face, knowing it was the last one ever for me. I felt a sense of peace come to me that I'd never known before.

It was just a few minutes later I heard the sirens and then the screeching brakes. I heard a man walk slowly up to the front door then a sudden shout. "Jim! Take a look at this."

I heard a man run up the sidewalk as another car came to a noisy stop in front of the house. I edged quietly around the door in my wheelchair and started shooting as fast as I could over the two cops I could see – almost aiming at the ceiling. They hit the floor and immediately started shooting at me. I felt a hard jolt to my left shoulder then the other cop raised his riot gun and the sudden flash was blinding. I listened for the sound of ...

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WICHITA EAGLEDecember 17th, 1968– Jason Rose reporting –Late last night a man was killed in a hail of policebullets and two persons critically injured in a house next to the Big Ditch inNorth Wichita.Police report they responded to an emergency call and found the door open. As they entered they came under fire and returned fire immediately.The two policemen werenot harmed but will beon desk duty while theshooting is investigated.A spokesman at Wesley Hospital said that that the man And woman were both shot And will most likely lose their legs from the knee down. In response to a question it was made clear that the Chief of Surgery expects both of the victims to spend their livesin wheelchairs. Names are being withheld Pending notification of next of kin.



Ruby



In my stories all women are beautiful and almost all men are handsome and well endowed. Nobody goes to the bathroom unless I want them to. There are no STD's. It's my world and I remember safer times; times when young men could have almost as many orgasms as their girls and condoms were for birth control. 

*

Ruby stands on her porch in the silky and clingingly thin summer dress she bought in town yesterday and fiddles with the buttons that run up the front from hem to neckline. She is conscious of every curve of her mature body as the slight breeze blows it against her. She wants to undo the three top buttons to maybe show what little cleavage she has as she waits for the man she has been talking to on the net and the phone. She thinks maybe even one or two of the bottom ones as well. No!...It is already so short she is constantly pulling it down knowing she hasn't any panties on and to be without a bra shocks her even more. "I shouldn't have bought this, it's too small, and what am I doing naked under my dress anyway. This isn't me; I wear coveralls and boots not silk and slippers," she thinks even as she jumps at the sound of the phone ringing.

It's her friend from up the road; the one she is to call if her date isn't right, just to be safe.

"Hello George. He's not here yet." 

"I know; I just drowned him and his motorcycle two miles down the road. I don't know about this cyber dating thing but I guess you know best, Ruby."

"I'll phone you when he gets here."

"It'll be a while I think. He's riding an older looking motorcycle that died on the road when I splashed him. When I stopped to help he just waved me on. He will be a little muddy looking when he gets there."

"OK, I'll let you know if he's an ogre."

"He certainly will be dark from all the muck I put on him as I drove by. One good thing about him is that he did smile at me as he waved me on. You can't miss a smile in a face full of mud."

"How long do you think before he gets here, George?"

"Should I go back and check on your beau?"

"No George. Just slow down next time, you always drive too fast, you old goat. I think you really should slow down sometimes."

The minutes turn into hours, and just as the sun gets low in the sky the jerky sound of a hard pressed engine is heard as her date toils up the drive to her house.

The bike just makes it to in front of the porch before it dies. The man lifts his goggles off his face and waggles his eyebrows, "Do I look like a raccoon or what! Except for tonight getting there is usually more fun than arriving on my poor old Norton and I do want to be here. I hope I didn't spoil our meeting Ruby. I am oh so late and it's all my fault. I slowed to let a truck pass at just the wrong place!"

"That was my friend George and he always drives too fast."

"Not a problem, I can dry the bike out tomorrow," Serge says as he kicks out the bike stand to lean the machine over and climb off his ride. The only clean spot on the thing is where he was sitting. "Do you have a hose handy for me? I can't greet you properly with a coating of mud on me." 

"It's on the corner there," Ruby tells the smiling man, "You aren't going to hose yourself down are you."

"You betcha. As soon as I clean the Norton at least a little bit," he tells her as he finds the hose and turns it on. The bike gets a quick spray on both sides with Serge yelling, "Can't have the mud drying on as it cools," and then turns the hose on himself. 

"I think I better start a fire, you'll be freezing."

"I'll be OK in a minute; I have dry clothes in the saddle bag." 

Ruby doesn't hear Serge as she rushes into her house to start a fire to warm the man that has kindled something in her so quickly. He should have been mad at George for drenching him; instead he blames himself and is smiling on top of it all. She knows that he planned to sleep in the spare room but that wonderful smile might keep that bed made and hers a little more rumpled than its been for a long time.

All kinds of thoughts are racing through her head as she starts the fire; the dinner is ready to be cooked, the red wine is still slightly chilled and he's here, "There's a man in my yard that I barely know that I'm thinking of actually....what....well, we'll see."

Ruby is on her knees tending to the fire and doesn't realize that her short skirt is up, baring her naked ass and even more to the room behind her when she hears a knock on the screen door.

"Come in and get warm, you must be chilled to the bone."

The door doesn't open, "Um, I'll just be hanging my chaps and jacket on the railing out here, they will dry nice and slow in this warm night air."

Kneeling up at the sound of his voice Ruby feels the soft silk of her dress slide back down to barely cover her again and she goes so many shades of red when she realizes what she has just shown to a virtual stranger. She stands to go outside and somehow apologize but stops as she sees him through the window; he is busy tending to his riding gear and taking too long about it as he looks out at the yard and the trees.

"Not only is this man kind, he is a gentleman!" Ruby gives a small giggle, "That black leather he is fussing over should be silver armor and the Norton should be eating hay. Well, there's nothing for it, he's seen me now."

When Ruby goes out onto her porch she sees Serge rummaging in his saddle bags mumbling to himself, "MMM, next time the clothes go in a plastic bag and on the passenger side." He looks up at Ruby, "Have you started the fire yet? It seems all my clothes are wet now."

Ruby marvels at this man, he doesn't have a smirk at what she knows he saw. He knows she is embarrassed and is leaving it alone, "I have a robe you can wear while we dry your things by the fire."

"Is it frilly and lacy?" Serge asks with wide eyes and raised eyebrows.

"Yes it is and its pink."

"I thought you country girls wore thick wooly robes that go down to your toes."

"Not in the summer."

"I'm OK with that. I've always wanted to parade around in pink lace."

"Let's get you in by the fire; you look like you are freezing."

"You have a fire going?"

Ruby punches Serge in the arm, "I know what you saw and I really have to thank you for being a gentleman."

Serge reaches out to gently touch Ruby's cheek, "What I saw was a caring lady looking after a guest, that's all."

Her hands reach up to touch Serge's chest in return and she sighs at the hardness she feels under his sopping wet T shirt, "Let's get you inside by the fire, and out of these clothes, you must be cold."

"Yes, please. I owe you a sight now and what better than a man in pink lace."

"Did I tell you how short it is?"

"Should I keep my shorts?"

"No!" Ruby says quickly and then in a very shy voice, "You know I don't have anything on under my dress."

Serge looks at her and quietly says, "Yes I do know that and what I saw was very pretty. Has anybody told you your ass is heart shaped and very pretty above a sight I'll never forget?"

Ruby smiles up at the man in front of her, "You just did."

When they go inside Serge stands close enough to the fire that steam begins to rise while Ruby goes to find the robe that she never wears because its too frilly and short for her. She hides her favorite grey wooly one, the one that goes right to the floor, with a happy smirk on her face.

She leaves the pink lacy thing on her bed and comes back out to the living room to laugh at the steam rising from the man she is very happy to see in her house, "Go in and get out of those wet clothes now. I've put out the robe and I'll hang up my winter clothes drying string in here to dry your clothes. 

"We're going to have a very late dinner and it's all your fault. I'll start the barbeque now and the steaks have got to be marinated to an inch of perfection. You'll look so cute as you cook them in my robe."

"Maybe you should cook them; I won't be looking very manly in pink."

Ruby steps very close to Serge to feel the chill of his wet clothes and senses the heat underneath, "I'm beginning to think you will look like a man no matter what you are wearing." 

Serge leaves her with a touch and a smile to go and change out of his wet clothes. When Ruby hears the shower running she goes into the room to pick up his clothes and finds that he has emptied his pockets onto the dresser and laid his pants and shirt out neatly on the bed. She looks at the robe she wanted him to wear and feels guilty but it's too late now. She picks up the clothes to hang them by the fire with the rest.

The coals in the barbeque are just starting to glow when Serge walks into the kitchen in her pink robe, "You said you have some wine?"

Ruby looks at him and just has to laugh; she hadn't thought on how large this man is, he can't even get the robe done up around his waist and it doesn't cover anything. It sort of covers his shoulders but leaves his chest and everything else bare. Her eyes linger on what she hasn't seen for a very long time then move up over his tight body to look at his eyes and then back down again; she can't help herself. "You have rings," is all she can say.

"I told you I was pierced."

"Yes you did tell me about your nipples, but you didn't tell me about down there."

"Well all things in good time," Serge says as he holds himself up to show Ruby the rings on the underside of a very thick and hard penis. "You did arrange to see me naked in your robe didn't you," he asks with a sly smile that melts her.

Ruby swallows, "I hope you don't burn that when you do the steaks." She wonders how those rings will feel inside her before shaking her head not quite ashamed at the thought.

"Would you like to hold it out of the way?"

"Yes. Only if you promise to keep this safe while I cut the potatoes and make the salad," Ruby surprises herself as she opens her buttons from the bottom up to show this new man in her life her 'wu wu' as she calls her pussy. This time it's on purpose.

"I can stand behind you and do that," she hears as Serge puts his hand between her legs to feel just how wet she is and lifts the open dress to press himself against her ass. "I know this is going a little fast but I am comfortable about where we are if you are," Serge whispers in an ear and gets a big ass wiggle in response.

It's a new experience for Ruby to have gentle hands touching her everywhere they want as she prepares the dinner; hardworking, calloused hands undo the last of the buttons on her dress and she feels them sliding up her back and down to her ass and around to protect her most secret place when she uses the knife. She is amazed how he only uses his soft fingertips on just the right places. 

Serge holds her hair back when Ruby leans over to put the potato quarters in the oven, "Nobody's ever done that for me before," she murmurs as she turns in the arms that hold her just right.

He laughs as he holds her, "Well, I'm trusting you to not let me fall into the barbeque so I'm being extra nice."

"We have a bunch of time while the potatoes are baking, what would you like to do?" Ruby asks as she touches her new man where she has been staring at since he walked into the kitchen for the first time and holds him tight.

"MMM, there is a fire burning."

"I think I have two fires burning, maybe three," Ruby murmurs into the broad chest in front of her as she moves her hand up and down the hard shaft she is holding. "I think I better put a timer on."

"I'll go put another log on the fire then."

"Can a city man do that?" Ruby asks still not wanting to let go of the log she has in her hand and giggles at that thought. She feels happy doing that; she hasn't giggled since she was a teenager, at least not like tonight.

Serge sweeps out of the room in a pretend huff to tend the fire and Ruby gets her first long look of the man's back side in pink lace; his broad shoulders taper down to a slim waist over a very tight ass looking very masculine under the lacy robe he lets her make him wear.

When Ruby remembers to put the timer on and get the wine and some glasses she walks into the living room to see Serge kneeling at the fireplace in the same position she was in only an hour ago. She can see his heavy balls hanging between his thighs and she knows his cock is still very hard. When Serge hears her walk into the room he turns his head to her and shakes his ass. She moves across the room knowing Serge's eyes are on her and she finds herself swaying her ass like a tart. Ruby turns and spreads her open dress wide as she sits on the sofa. She makes sure Serge sees her pussy between her spread legs before she crosses them and lifts a foot to wriggle her toes at the man she knows is hers tonight, "Kiss my foot Sir Knight." Ruby can't believe she just said that and looks up to see if she hasn't gone too far.

He stands up then and walks toward her with the biggest erection Ruby has ever seen in person. "Yes, I can do that and do that very well," Serge says as he sinks to his knees to take the dainty slipper covered foot in his hands. He kisses the slipper then slowly takes it off her foot, kissing her heel then licking the soul of her foot as he pulls it slowly off her until he drops it to the floor and licks and sucks at each toe in turn as he holds her leg in his strong hands. When he reaches the little toe he licks back up the bottom of her foot then lifts her leg higher to nibble at the back of her heel. She thinks he'll stop there but his tongue glides up her calf until he does something she thought no man would ever do without her asking. He kisses the back of her knee to hear a long slow moan of sheer delight from her.

"Do I smell perfume here?" Serge asks as he continues to lick up and down the back of Ruby's leg. "I smell the musky scent of a very happy woman farther up but here in your knee I smell...what...spice?"

"Yes, I like to put perfume there," she pants.

"Has any man found out about this before?" Serge asks as he licks at the back of her knee again and smiles up at Ruby. Her sweet center beckons to him but this happy interlude will be fun for both of them. By now they both know where his tongue and more will end up in time.

Ruby's voice is very soft, "I didn't think a man would like doing what you just did."

Serge licks her leg one more time and lowers it, "The best part is you have two legs." 

Her other slipper is kissed then and the whole sensual process starts again until Ruby lies with both her legs up and she knows where his tongue is going next. His hands are sliding everywhere on her body as he finds her willing to let him cherish her completely. Serge's tongue begins worshipping her thighs and farther up until there really is a reason for her legs to be up and spread for him.

When his tongue reaches her center and licks up her wet pussy to find her hard and very sensitive nub all the breath she has been holding leaves her body in a long sigh of complete contentment. "OOOh...Where did you come from you sweet man you," is all she can say as she feels him treating her like no man ever has. Her hands are on his head holding him tight as he treasures places that she needs so badly to be tended to until she has her first orgasm of the night.

Neither of them hear the buzz of the timer as he kneels between her legs with his head trapped by her thighs as Ruby comes down from where he sent her and revels in the daring touches her man gives her; touches that thrill her. She even finds herself letting his fingers probe her in a place she swore wouldn't be touched and loving it.

The incessant buzzing finally gets their attention but they don't want to move and spoil the moment. Serge's hands caress her thighs as he takes one last lick of Ruby's sex and looks up at her with his beard covered with her sweet nectar, "Ah, what a wonderful appetizer you offer out here in the forest; its worthy of the best restaurant. So sweet tasting with a hint of spice from below. I know what we both need to do now," he says as he continues to caress the legs that hold him tight, "but I'm starving and it sounds like its time for you to protect me while I cook the steaks."

"Would you turn off the buzzer for me, you sweet man? I don't think I can stand just yet."

"Of course my lady," Serge says as he stands between Ruby's legs. 

She looks at his hardness that is now level with her face with hooded eyes and licks her lips, "I missed my appetizer didn't I." 

"There's always desert. I'll go put the steaks on while you rest."

Ruby's eyes go wide and she jumps up to hold what she needs with both hands, "No! I have to protect this! You men are always so clumsy around a fire."

The buzzer sounds like it is wearing out as Serge stares into eyes that threaten to drown him as she slowly strokes him. Without breaking eye contact he pushes Ruby's dress off her shoulders so the filmy thing slides down her arms to bunch up around her wrists as she holds tight to her man. All she has to do is let go and she is naked. One at a time she drops her hands to her side to feel the silky dress slide from her body then reaches up to push the silly robe off her lover's shoulders before taking full possession of him again.

Serge smiles at the pretty woman holding him and looks down at the small hands urgently holding him, "Are you always this possessive?"

She looks up through lowered lashes at Serge and bravely tells this man she holds tight, "I am now. Let's go cook the steaks; the potatoes will be a little crispy, I think and that damn buzzer is driving me crazy."

"I'm beginning to think that's not the only thing driving us crazy."

Ruby keeps her man's hardness in her hand as she backs out of the room; leading him to the kitchen. She can feel the moisture he has generated sliding wetly between her thighs as she walks backwards holding what she needs now. When they reach the kitchen Serge is let go, "Open the other bottle of wine for us would you please. It's over there on the counter," she says pointing to a bottle of red. 

Serge is walking to the wine when Ruby opens the oven to lean in to take out the potatoes. When she feels his hands holding her long hair back for her again she has trouble figuring out just how fast and quietly this large man can move. By the time the tray of potatoes is on the stove top the sound of the foil being torn from the wine is heard, surprising her again. Ruby turns to look at the naked Adonis in her kitchen, a man she has just let be very intimate with her, and wonders about just who he is, "How did you just do that? Why did you do that? The floor squeaks and nobody can avoid that."

Ruby watches the strong back and tight ass of her visitor as he pulls the cork from the bottle of wine and waits for an answer. After a loud pop is heard Serge turns to her holding the bottle in one hand and a wine glass in the other to look at the beautiful woman across the room as he leans back on the counter, "Why? Because I have had long hair like yours is and I know what its like to lean into an oven with it down around your face. The how is really tied into the why because I just do that. I've always been quiet and fast on my feet and I have always been a gentleman." He gives a little chuckle, "When I am in a house with jumpy people I have to consciously make noise as I move or I keep scaring the shit out of them." Serge smiles at Ruby and pours the wine into the glass he is holding, "Some wine?" he holds the glass out to her and waits for her to come and get it.

Seeing Serge's eyes roving her body Ruby leans back on the counter to show him everything. Her hands toy with the delta of soft fur between her legs then move up her body to lift her breasts for a moment before moving down her sides to her hips. Moving off the counter to stand straight with her shoulders back and holding her hands behind her to show herself as best she can Ruby begins to walk across the room with a sway she can only hope is as sultry as she feels. She wants to stare into his deep blue eyes but she is drawn to his body and the hardness pointing out at a very erect angle from between his legs. They both laugh a little when she steps on the squeak that nobody can avoid as she moves to stand close to the man that excites her so. Her hand is between them pulling him higher so she can press her tummy onto his; feeling his thick warmth as she does. 




Ruby



They are looking into each other's eyes as Serge gives her the glass of wine and then reaches behind for his empty one and fills it; spilling a little on her breast.

"Ooops, I'm sorry Ruby, do you want me to clean that up?"

She looks down at the dribble of red wine running down her breast toward her nipple then looks up with what she hopes is a sexy smile, "Yes please."

Serge's tongue catches the drop of wine just as it falls off her nipple which he gives a little suckle to before he licks his way up her chest to her neck and higher to lightly brush his lips on hers and then he moves away. "Let's start those steaks now," he says with a leering smile.

Ruby is breathing heavy again as she leans in close to her man, feeling his hardness between them, to nuzzle his chest then leans back rolling her hips on him, "Yes, lets." She looks up into his eyes for what seems like the hundredth time, "A toast first." Raising her wine so they can clink glasses she says quietly, "To a fun night, no, to an exciting weekend!"

When the steaks finally are put on the grill to sizzle, Serge leans back into the arms of Ruby as she strokes him from behind with her small hands while she keeps him safe from the heat.

She leans close and whispers a secret, "I've never been out here naked before."

There is a long silence then until he asks, "Have you ever been naked before tonight?"

Serge tends the barbeque as he waits for her answer.

Ruby gives an embarrassed little laugh, "No, not like this," Ruby struggles for words to say exactly how she feels in the presence of this man who has challenged her very sensible life in what seems like minutes. She thinks a little while longer then asks in a small voice, "Can we be naked all weekend?"

"Neighbours?"

"Miles away."

Serge turns in the arms holding him to kiss Ruby on the tip of her nose, "You have a lake at the back of your property don't you." When she nods yes he goes on to ask as he turns again to deal with the steaks, "Have you ever ridden on a motorcycle naked before?"

Ruby struggles to grasp the cock she wants to protect as hers as she laughs into Serge's back, "No I haven't. We're going to be naked all weekend aren't we?"

"How do like your steak?"

"Rare"

"Good girl, then supper's finally ready," Serge says as he puts the steaks on the platter by the barbeque so Ruby can take them into the kitchen to finish preparing the meal. When she is done she turns to see her lover has changed the table so that they will be sitting side by side instead of across from each other and music is pouring in from the living room.

"I want to be touching you while we eat."

"Oooh," Ruby moans as she sways across the room with their plates in her shaking hands. When she puts the plates down Serge holds her chair for her then sits close beside her. It seems that his hands never leave her as Ruby eats and she has trouble keeping her hands off the man so close to her as well.

Neither of their dinners gets even close to being finished; they are done enough to take the edge off their hunger but the real ache they feel can't be satisfied at the table and they both know it now.

Ruby stands and, for the first time in her life, she asserts herself by pulling a man to his feet by his hand to lead him into the front room to have him as she wants in front of the fire. She smiles at Serge's eager acceptance of her taking control of the evening. "I need my dessert now." 

She looks up at Serge when they are standing very close to each other on the soft white area rug in the living room feeling the heat of the fire and laughs as she strokes him while she purrs in a little girl's voice, "I don't know where to take this dessert I'm holding. Do I want it in my mouth or maybe it should be here," she moans as she puts his hand on her sex and moves her hips slowly back and forth. His fingers begin to caress her as they stare into each other's eyes. A finger slides into her and she moans again at the gentle touch. She moans even louder when two fingers are pushed in deeper to find the spot that few men know about.

"Are you going to suck me or fuck me for your dessert?" Serge whispers in the ear he is licking and kissing.

"I don't know, I can't decide," Ruby says truthfully as she feels his urgent touches where only lovers are allowed to be.

"I want to suck your cock," she says as she pulls Serge down onto the rug with her to caress him and take the hardness she is holding deep in her mouth; to take him as hers; naked for the weekend.

She looks up and pulls her mouth off him to smile as she strokes the hardness in front of her face, "I own you now, and you're mine."

"Take me then. Use me and tell me what to do. I'll do any thing you say,"

"Anything?"

"Yes," he says as she takes his cock deep in her mouth again to lick it with her tongue and suck at it as she pulls her head slowly back before diving down to take it into her throat and bury her nose in his shaved groin.

Serge is on his back as Ruby kneels between his legs and he smiles at her when she kneels up off him to ask if he meant anything. 

Breathing hard he tells the pretty woman that is driving him crazy, "Yes I will do anything for you. You can do anything you want with me."

Holding the cock that is now hers Ruby tells Serge to get on his hands and knees facing her bedroom doorway and leaves him knowing he will obey.

It takes a while but in the end she gets the strap on harness she had bought on the net adjusted right with the small end in her pussy and the large end swaying in front of her. Ruby walks back into the living room and laughs at the look of worried apprehension on Serge's face as he stays kneeling on the floor. His eyes look from the bottle of lube she carries in her right hand back to the huge dildo in front of her.

When she gets close she looks at the man that thrills her, "Turn around and put your head on the floor with your ass high."

"I told you anything and I meant it," Serge tells her before turning and presenting his ass to the woman he cares for. "Although this is a surprise."

"I know and I'm going to take your virgin ass because you are letting me, aren't you."

"Yesss," he says as she pushes her huge plastic cock slowly into him, "That hurts so good." 

Ruby leans over her man to ask, "Does it hurt too much?" as she pushes deeper into the ass below her.

"No, yes."

"Are you still hard?"

"Yes, I am."

"Reach down and stroke that cock of yours while I fuck your ass," Ruby pants as she begins to drive her dildo into the man below her. Each time she moves into him she feels the small cock in her rubbing on her clit. She can't slow down now and there is no way she can stop as she pounds the ass of the man that lets her do what she wants to him and she feels herself getting closer and closer to her own orgasm. "Don't cum yet, please," she yells even as she has an orgasm bigger than she has ever had before on top of him, "I want you in me when you cum." Ruby collapses on the back of the man kneeling below her and kisses his neck. She rolls off him and begins struggling with the straps that hold her dildo on. Serge rolls over to hold her tight. His lips are on hers as he helps take the harness off and he kisses her body, her lips, her breasts, her legs, her everywhere. "Did you like that? Did you like fucking my ass as much as I loved letting you fuck me?" 

"Yes I did. Now fuck me! Fuck me any way you want!"

The harness is long gone by now and Ruby is lying on her back with her legs spread so wide she that she feels so lewd like a tart and so open to the cock she is holding and pulling to her center, her cunt, her pussy, her ass if he wants. She doesn't care what he calls her universe; she just wants him deep inside her now. She looks up at him and sees pure lust in his eyes as he pushes his cock into her wetness. She locks her heels behind his ass to pull him in tighter and pushes all of herself up onto him as he takes her as his own and she feels him deep, deep inside her with his balls pressed against her ass. The rings in his cock feel so good as they slide in and out of her as he begins to thrust into her. It's not long before she has yet another orgasm and she knows he is not far behind when she feels his cock get even bigger in her as he pounds into her. Serge pushes himself deep once and then again to hold himself there. She feels the pulse of his orgasm as hot sperm shoots into her; to fill her. She knows that when he goes soft it will flow out of her down her ass.

Holding her lover on top of her tight Ruby whispers, "I want you in my bed. I want you to hold me all night long. It's been so long since I have had a man, a lover beside me. Let's go to my bed." 

She marvels at the man who smiles at her and gets up to stand above her and reach down to help her up. He is already hard again and she kisses him as she gets on her knees to kiss his cock first and taste herself on him and then his mouth is next when she stands. Her tongue forces it's way in to play with his as she presses her body onto his to feel him thick between them.

Pulling back just enough Ruby pants, "It's late, let's go to bed."

The sheets on her bed are so chilling as Serge takes her in his arms and warms her and takes her one more time. "He doesn't take her," she thinks; she has him as she sinks herself onto him. She wants him; she needs him in her so she can be filled with his hardness all night long. And he does fill her all night long; she takes him at midnight, he has her at four in the morning and again at seven as the sun comes up and she has an orgasm each time he is in her. She is so wet when she wakes in the late morning to find herself alone in her bed.

Putting on her wooly robe Ruby goes looking for her Serge. She finds the house empty but there is a fresh pot of coffee made with her favorite cup next to it. The open bottle of Bourbon on the counter tells her that Serge has spiked his morning coffee, but where is he? Sipping her coffee so guiltily spiked too she wanders out onto the porch to see him kneeling buck naked in the late morning sun as he tends to his motorcycle. There are tools all around him on the ground as he puts a lead back onto a sparkplug.

Without looking back as he works he says, "You have your wooly on, don't you. I thought we were going to be naked all weekend." 

Ruby feels so dressed at those words and wonders how he knew as she puts down her cup to shrug out of her robe and walk to stand behind her knight, "I'm naked now," she says with her hands behind her head to show him her body in all its glory. Serge stands and holds her as he kisses her breasts and then her lips, "Let's go for a morning ride!"

"What! I haven't even had a shower yet."

"There is a lake just down the path isn't there."

"But I'm naked."

"So am I."

"Oh."

Serge straddles the bike making sure his cock and balls are pulled out of the way after he kicks it to a loud roaring life, "Get on, you'll like the vibrations. It was just a little damp from George splashing me yesterday and it's running fine now."

Ruby climbs on behind her man and does feel the vibrations in her center as she reaches around to hold him and protect him as he twists the throttle to spit out gravel as they roar off down the path. Two shouts of pure joy fill the quiet forest as Serge changes up through the gears going faster and faster down the path that Ruby has only walked on until now. Her hair streams out behind her as she screams her joy and holds on for dear life as Serge takes them through the forest faster than she thinks possible. When the lake is close and she thinks that Serge will drive them straight in she feels the bike go sideways as he puts the brakes on and they come to a sliding stop inches from the water.

"Oh, my. Can we do that again? I've never, ever felt this way before."

As Ruby calms down she sees a pair of chairs with soap and towels on a little table near where they have stopped, "What time did you get up?" she asks.

Serge just smiles at her, "I like surprises. Let's go for a swim."

"Yes, lets."

The water that always feels so damn cold isn't as Ruby follows her man in to splash and play with him. She waits patiently as he runs out to get the soap and she feels so favored as he lathers her everywhere. She loves the feeling of letting a man touch her anywhere he wants. When it is her turn to have the soap she spends a world of time washing his cock and making sure that he is oh so clean.

Soon Serge leads Ruby out to the beach to pick up a towel and pat her dry, "Breakfast?"

"What? Here?"

"Of course. I told you I like surprises. Sit down please," Serge tells her as he holds a chair for her.

Ruby sits feeling so naked and so cared for in the hot morning sun as Serge disappears into the brush to come back with a small table filled with croissants and butter and strawberry jam. He is gone again and she feels so decadent as she spreads her legs wide in the bright sunshine. When he comes out again he has a barbeque to put by her and he quickly has eggs and sausages to fry on the pan he has next. Not waiting for her to ask he tells her, "I got up really early to please you."

"Maybe you should feed that horse of yours some oats Sir Knight."

Serge looks at his bike with a smile, "I gassed him up in town. Now how do you like your eggs?"

"I want them looking at me like you are right now."

"Such a perfect answer; sunny side up it is then."

Ruby leans back in her chair to stare at Serge's ass as he fries the sausages beside her as she eats the croissant he has given her. She loves the way his hard penis swings between his legs as he puts the sausages on the plate and turns to crack the first eggs into the skillet. His eyes turn to her often as he cooks their breakfast for them and she needs the look of pure lust he gives her as she shows him and touches her most secret of places for him. Her fingers push deep inside herself and her legs are spread wide to show him everything she has. She feels so much like a tart that she has to laugh as she plays with herself for her man in the bright morning sun; she feels so decadent with her legs spread as wide as they will go.

"Such a pretty pussy."

"Do you like my pussy?" Ruby asks in a little girl's voice as she holds her legs high and wide to show her pink center.

"Oh yes. Can I kiss it?"

"Maybe after breakfast and you fill it with your cum." 

Serge smiles at her and puts two perfect eggs on her plate with a pair of sausages and turns to cook more for himself as she breaks the first yoke to dip her croissant in it. She feels so wild, so free as she uses her hand to pick up a sausage and put it in her mouth to suck it like a cock and then bite off a piece.

"Ouch!" Serge yells as he watches her wanton display, "You won't do that to me will you."

"Only if you aren't nice to me or maybe if you are too nice to me."

"I can be so bad that you will think it's nice," he tells her as he sits in the chair beside her to eat his breakfast with a smile for her as he puts a sausage in his mouth to bite off a piece and pretends to wince at what he'd done.

"How did you do this? I don't have croissants or sausages either." She looks at him with wild eyes, "You didn't did you."

He laughs with yolk running down his chin into his beard, "I said I would be naked all weekend for you; you're going to have a lot of explaining to do at the store. Martha certainly got an eyeful when I went shopping this morning. It was very early when I got her up to open the store."

"Naked?"

"Well, I had a speedo swimsuit on while I was there so I wouldn't get arrested." He waggles his eyebrows at her and smiles, "You'll find it on the side of the road just outside of town."

"What time did you go into town?"

"Well, it was dark and rolling the bike down your drive wasn't fun and Martha wasn't happy being wakened by a half dressed man so early in the morning. She wanted to know who I was and what am I doing so I told her I was fucking the girl just up the road and we needed food."

Serge's plate was already down and he was running to save his life as he finished that statement. Just as Ruby almost has her hands on him he turns left and dives into the lake to surface ten feet out. Torn between rage and stunned shock at the man who drives her so... what... so wild...so crazy Ruby walks into the lake to hold him in her arms, "You didn't say that did you."

"Of course not. I told her I was just visiting you and you told me to wake her up so we could have croissants first thing this morning."

"You liar," Ruby says as she holds her man's cock and smiles up at him.

"It was worth it; you looked so pretty as you chased me down the beach with your tits bouncing everywhere."

"You like my tits do you?"

"I like all of you," Serge says as he moves his hands all over the pretty body that stands so close to him and he leans down to take a hard nipple in his mouth while she moves her legs apart so he can touch her where they both want him to be.

"You're getting hard," Ruby tells her man as she strokes him.

"Tell me something I don't know," Serge moans. "Have you ever been fucked in a lake before?"

"No, not lately. Let's go out a little deeper so I can ride this hard cock I'm holding."

They move out into deeper water until Ruby puts her arms around Serge's neck and lifts her legs off the sandy bottom to wrap them around his waist, "Put that thick cock in me. Fuck me in the lake now," she whispers in his ear.

One of Serge's hands grabs Ruby's ass to lift her just high enough that the other can guide himself into her as he lets her down onto him. 

"You feel wetter than the water!" Serge cries out as he pushes into her. "And so much warmer!"

Ruby doesn't answer; she is too busy feeling the sensation of having a hot cock deep inside her as two warm hands caress her ass in the cold lake. She holds tight and moves her hips as best she can until she is close to having an orgasm. A finger strays close to her small hole and slides in and she sees stars as she cums on the cock she is fucking. With just a few more thrusts she feels Serge swell and pulse in her and hot sperm fills her as she rides his hardness.

With a long drawn out sigh of pure delight Ruby lets go of Serge's neck and lays back in the water to float free from him. She feels the thick head of him as he slides out of her and misses it being in her already and wants more as she floats away from him to stare up at the sky.

A single finger touches her in the small of her back to support her as she floats in the water and she looks up at the strong man that smiles down at her.

"Wow," is all she can say as she is moved about in the water by one finger.

When they are dry and are laying beside each other in the hot sun on the blanket Serge brings out Ruby asks him how the hell he got all this stuff down to the lake. "Four trips with the little wagon I found in your shed," he replies as he plays with her body, making her stomach quiver in delight.

"The wagon? How did you..." she starts but stops when Serge puts a finger to her lips.

"A long stick and some rope I found. Good mufflers are way better than straight pipes. Much quieter so pretty ladies can sleep in."

"Can I drive the bike when we go back up to the house? I had a little Honda 50 Sport years ago and I know how."

"Sure you can, but the shifter is on the wrong side and the gears are one up and three down and there are 750 cc's between your legs not 50. Not what you were used to."

"I like big things between my legs."

Serge laughs at that, "Just remember not to crack the throttle wide open or you'll have a naked man picking gravel out of his butt." 

Ruby lays back with her arms above her head showing herself to the man she is fast becoming infatuated with, "Maybe we should head up now, it's time for lunch."




Ruby



"Ah, lunch it is then!" Serge tells her as he jumps up and disappears again. When he comes back this time he has two cold beers in one hand and a plate of sandwiches in the other. Ruby is beginning to think Serge has a patent on the raised eyebrow thing. "Now how did you do that?" she asks as she stares at the white napkin hanging off his erect cock.

"You are a very sound sleeper and I got up very, very early. I found your cooler and ice in the freezer and, well... Martha is probably still mad at me from when I went shopping this morning."

"I slept through all that noise you must have made?"

Serge just pops the cap off a beer and leans down to offer it to his lady and drags the little table closer to put down the tray of sandwiches. He moves closer to Ruby and stands in front of her to ask, "Would you like a napkin?"

Ruby's left hand lingers a little bit longer than necessary as she takes the napkin that is draped over her lover's erect cock while the other cups his balls and she smiles up at the man that can thrill her so much, "Yes, thank you, where's yours?"

Serge sits down on the blanket, "I was hoping you would lick me clean."

Ruby laughs and throws the napkin behind her, "I know you will lick me if I asked," she tells her new man. "Now I want you to choose a sandwich and feed me by your own hand."

"Oh, a forceful wench are you?" He lays back on the blanket and takes his cock in his hand to hold it up looking at Ruby with a huge grin "Would the wench like an appetizer? Some sausage maybe?"

Ruby carefully puts her bottle of beer down into the sand making sure it won't fall over and with an evil grin pounces on top of Serge with her knees on each side of his head with her pussy right over his face, "I want a little pleasure before I have my lunch. And you can have the appetizer." She lowers herself onto his face and moans when his tongue flicks out to caress her wetness and find her clit. "Yes," she yells as she pulls his head tight to her, "suck your sperm out of me and make me scream. I want to cum on your face!" She begins rocking on Serge and picks up her beer as she does, "It just doesn't get any better than this!" she yells into the wilderness and hears her own echo off the cliffs across the lake as she feels another orgasm coming on and pulls Serge's head even closer to her. His tongue pushes deep into her and then she thrills to the long smooth licks on her clit he gives her. Ruby starts laughing out loud as she holds a man's head to her pussy while she drinks beer in the sun on a beach with both of them stark naked and has yet another orgasm as she sits on him.

When she finds Earth again Ruby feels the man under her shaking and jumps off him thinking she is smothering him. Instead he is laughing so hard now he has trouble breathing. In shock at what he is doing Ruby moves down to sit on Serge's chest to look down at him perplexed. They have just shared an intimate moment and he's laughing, "What's so funny?"

"I am having so much fun eating pussy in the sunshine on a beach before I hand feed my lady; I can't help but laugh. Do you think anybody heard your screams as you came on my face?" Serge struggles to sit up high enough to reach the tray of sandwiches nearby to pick one at random, "I made three different types; whatever I could find in your fridge but you'll have to take what I grab first."

He holds the sandwich up to Ruby with both hands and sighs as she leans forward to take a bite as she stares deep into the eyes of the man below her. She rubs her wetness on his stomach as she bites deep into what Serge is holding for her. Each time she moves down his body she feels the tip of a very hard cock pressing into her ass as she chews and leans down to bite more of the tasty ham and cheese sandwich. 

Serge holds his hands a little lower for the next bite and Ruby leans down to feel him slide into her again to moan as she slides lower to have him in her as she is fed by his willing hands. She reaches across the man under her to take any sandwich she can reach feeling his mouth on her over sensitive nipples then sits back up forcing Serge deeper into her as she offers him a bite to eat, "What did I find you?" Ruby asks as she enjoys her ride while feeding her new lover.

"Cucumber sandwich with lots and lots of butter and fresh pepper corns ground onto it. I hope I didn't take one of your boys and cut him up."

"My boys?"

"Well there were a lot of cucumbers in your fridge," Serge pants as Ruby takes him toward another orgasm and soon he is silent as she moves so slowly on top of him. The half eaten sandwiches in both their hands fall into the sand as they as they each reach yet another orgasm together. Ruby arches her back and spreads her legs even wider as she grinds her clit onto the man below her and has the best orgasm yet. She can feel the sperm rise in the cock in her and spout out to fill her again as Serge shoots his load into her.

When they finally sit up to hold each other Ruby knows she is making a large wet spot on her favorite blanket but doesn't care. She fondles Serge's now very limp penis as she has another sandwich. Every once in a while she takes the last little leaks of his cum to her lips and licks her fingers. Serge has his hand draped over her shoulder to caress her breast while he too has bite to eat.

"Another beer?" Serge asks.

Ruby sighs and looks at her man first then at the beautiful lake, takes another bite and just nods her head yes.

There is a collective groan as Serge separates himself from Ruby to go behind his magic bush again. This time he comes back with the little cooler he had found in her shed that morning. The melting ice sloshes in it when he puts it down beside the blanket and he pulls out two more beers.

With the beer in his hand he holds the other up at arms reach toward the sun with his hand bent sideways.

"What are you doing?"

"We've been here quite a while today; longer than we thought," Serge says cryptically. "We only have an hour before the sun sets below the trees."

"How do you know that?" Ruby asks feeling weird being shown country things by a city man.

"I do know some woods smarts. At this latitude when you hold your fingers up at arms length and put the little finger on the horizon or the trees like here you get fifteen minutes for each finger that fits under the sun."

"No shit, really?" Ruby holds her hand up like she saw Serge do.

He sighs as he touches Ruby and watches her open herself for him, "It's time to get the bike ready for your drive back up to your house." 

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I knew you would want to drive it back so I brought something to make the experience a little more special for you. I'll be right back." Serge disappears into the brush one more time to come back seconds later holding something behind his back. "Turn your back to me while I fix the bike for you. Would you please," Serge asks Ruby with a look on his face that makes her laugh.

"What do you have planned now, you sly bugger you? The bikes ready; it doesn't need any more work," she says with a smile as she turns her back to the bike to look out at the beautiful sunset. "Whatever you have planned I'm sure it will be fun."

Ruby hears strange sounds of things going on with the bike and wonders where this crazy man will take her next. Not too long later she hears a loud thunk like a car's hood being closed.

"You can turn and look now. Your horse is waiting for you."

Standing slowly to savor Serge's next surprise Ruby closes her eyes, turns toward her lover's gentle chuckles and then opens them to gasp at what she sees.

She sees Serge standing behind the bike with a huge smile on his face but that's not what causes her to keep gasping; there are two cocks in front of her. Serge's is semi erect between his legs. The other is hers, the dildo she fucked his ass with, pointing straight up from the front of the seat.

Serge has a wicked grin stuck on his face, "I have lube if you want it in the back hole."

"I couldn't drive with that in my pussy or my ass," Ruby says while her face turns very red, "could I?"

"I think first gear all the way. You'll find the right revs to get the proper ride."

"You bastard; you know I'm going to do it too, don't you," Ruby says as she walks closer to feel the dildo sticking up. "I'm certainly wet enough to slide straight down onto it."

"Let me start the world's first mobile vibrating dildo for you."

Their eyes lock as Ruby keeps holding where she is going to sit and Serge kicks the bike to life. It is on its center stand and while Serge holds it steady Ruby pus one bare foot on the foot peg to lift her other leg over the Norton to stand on it only slightly clearing the dildo. One hand goes to the throttle to rev the engine as the other reaches between her legs to guide the huge plastic cock into her as she wiggles her ass while she sinks onto the seat, "Oh my, she sighs," as she practices revving the bike and finding just the right angle to be at. "Oh my God!" she says when she gets everything just right.

When Serge climbs on behind her she feels his hardness pressing into her back adding to her pleasure.

Ruby has a wicked thought about two cocks in her but figures that one is enough for now; maybe tomorrow when they come back.

"Are you ready?" Serge asks with both his feet on the ground as he pushes the bike off its stand. "Remember first gear is up."

Ruby lets the engine idle down then pulls in the clutch handle to pull up the gearshift with her bare foot and hears the machine clunk into first. There is a bit of a down hill run in front of them that helps as she eases the clutch out to start them up the path. She slowly red lines the engine then backs off until she finds the right speed and engine vibration in her pussy; not wanting to go any faster than first she knows now that Serge had better be ready to take over when she has her orgasm. 

He doesn't disappoint her, his hands caress her and reach around her stomach and up to cup her breasts ready to take over the bike as she wobbles for the first few feet and she yells out her enthusiasm as they roar up the path with her feeling a plastic cock in her and another warm, real one, pressed tight to her ass as hands feel her tits as if they owned them.

They come to a long straight bit in the path and Ruby hears Serge yell, "Second is one down!"

Ruby yells out, "Yes!" as she shifts up feeling so much a part of the bike she is riding when she cracks the throttle knowing that there is a rooster tail of dirt behind her as Serge holds onto her for dear life and screams his own joy as they accelerate up the path.

Serge's voice is loud now as he yells, "You have just enough time for third and then brake quickly!"

Ruby yells back even as she does what she is told and feels the power of the bike in her, "I thought I was supposed to stay in first!"

"Start braking now!" Serge yells as he holds a tit with one hand and reaches down for her clit with the other. A hand squeezes Ruby's breast as she hears, "Brake harder! Shift down!" Serge shouts excitedly in her ear. "Now first gear and then up again!" as they approach and make the tight corner; both leaning hard into it.

When, after shifting up again to go so fast that the trees are a blur, Ruby yells out so loud that she doesn't care who hears, "I'm cuming, oh god, I'm cuming! We're going to crash!"

Serge quickly moves his hands down Ruby's arms to take control of the bike as she leans back into the warmth and power she feels behind her as she bucks her hips on the vibrating dildo in her.

When they fly up the last little hill to roar into her backyard and come to a stop, Ruby leans forward to support herself on the tank feeling the bike idling deep in her and has another orgasm. 

With her head on the handlebars and her breasts hanging free below her in the evening air she has one more orgasm. Her head comes up again and she yells out her joy then leans down again, "Turn the bike off please! I can't take anymore!"

Serge leans down to turn the key off and puts the motorcycle on its center stand leaving Ruby sitting on it so spent she can't move as the engine cools under her wetness that is filled with the cock in her. He goes to sit on the swing on the porch to stretch out and look down at Ruby smiling at the pretty sight he sees; a thoroughly happy woman still feeling the thrills of a long day of excitement as she gives herself yet another orgasm leaning forward on the tank of the Norton with her ass pounding the seat and the dildo strapped to it.

Ruby can't believe what she is doing. If someone had told her a week ago that she would be fucking herself on a motorcycle in her back yard in front of a stranger she would have called them crazy.

When she cums one more time she leans down to hug the bike below her and rests her head on her arms. After a long moment of quiet she feels hands touching her so lightly and lips caressing her ear, "Would you like me to help you off?"

Leaning back into the strong arms that wrap around her Ruby tries to touch her man everywhere she can, "I do need help to get off this wonderful bike."

"I know. Let me steady you and it as you stand on the foot pegs to get off the dildo."

Ruby realizes that her legs are dangling and she is effectively impaled on the bike. It feels so good but she wants off now; she needs a rest. She finds the foot pegs and stands with Serge's help to move back and sit on the seat with the dildo in front of her feeling Serge's hardness behind her. 

"Holy shit!" Ruby yells into the darkening night. "You promised to make me feel like a woman this weekend." She pauses as she catches her breath, "But this day and last night has made me feel like such a tart!" she laughs, "And I like it!"

Soft lips nibble at her ear as gentle hands caress her everywhere, "Am I giving you what you asked for?"

Ruby's hands find Serge's as he holds her tight to move them where she wants on her body, "Oh, Yes." 

"Do you want off the bike now and go inside? I have a fire going."

She looks back at the man holding her with a puzzled look, "When did you start a fire?"

Steadying the Norton as Ruby climbs down Serge tells her that it might have been while she was having her third orgasm on the bike.

"Oh."

Ruby loves how Serge touches her and leads her into her own house to show her the mountain of pillows in front of the fire on her thick rug. She lets him help her settle into a nest of soft warmth. 

"Stay right here," Serge says as he stands above Ruby looking down at her as she spreads herself out for him on the pillows feeling the heat of the fire and her passion. "I'll be right back."

Ruby lies back and feels the warmth of the fire and her own, thinking she has never felt so sexy and so cared for.

The fire crackles away as she lays there in her own living room waiting for the next surprise. She had promised to tell George everything but she knows that he will only get a tiny little bit about her weekend. "This feeling, this weekend I have with Serge is mine," she thinks and smiles as he comes back into the room with a new bottle of wine in one hand and a huge appetizer plate balanced on the other.

A sudden thought hits Ruby, "You took my 4X4 into town didn't you!"

Its Serge's turn to turn red, "Well I couldn't do all this on my Norton and the keys were in the ignition." He shrugs and looks down at the pretty lady below him, "Driving a car naked isn't half as much fun as a motorcycle and my swim suit is outside of town just like I said."

Ruby lies back into the warmth of the pile of pillows below her to laugh as she looks up at the man above her, "Do you have any grapes to peel for me?"

"I do but that's what naked women do for their men."

"Oh?" Ruby says as she rubs her hands all over her body below the man standing in front of her. She can't help herself now. She moves her hands everywhere as she acts the tart on the pile of pillows. Her fingers pull at her nipples and one hand finds its way to between her legs as her tongue comes out of her mouth to lick her lips while she stares up at the thick cock above her. Knowing that she can keep Serge so very hard for her gives Ruby a sense of power as she gives him a show while he puts the tray of food down and pours them more wine with shaking hands.

She gets on her knees and takes his hard cock in her hands to stroke it and put it in her mouth as far as she can when he is close enough. She looks up at Serge with his cock in her mouth and sees his hands trapped by two glasses of wine and feels so happy. Ruby pulls herself off the tasty treat she has and accepts a glass of wine from the man who cares so much for her happiness.

Kneeling below Serge Ruby asks to be fed by his hand and he sits beside her in the heat of the fire to take a piece of smoked oyster to hold it in front of her pouting mouth. "Oh, my favorite treat," Ruby almost purrs as she opens her mouth to accept the offering. "Is there more?"

"There's lots more. Now it's your turn," Serge tells her.

Ruby has been so conscious of her body all day but now she feels it's every move more as she kneels naked in front of a near stranger to pick up a cracker and puts some cheese on it to offer it to the man that drives her crazy. His lips graze her fingers as he takes the cracker from her sending thrills through her body, right to her core.

Giggling and laughing they feed each other from the tray until Serge pulls Ruby close and whispers how much he loves being with her in her ear. The fire feels so nice and Serge's hands on her feel so good Ruby melts as she hears those words so quietly spoken.

Then Serge asks, "How much do you like Martha?"

"What do you mean?" Ruby asks a little shocked at the change of conversation.

"Well," Serge pauses. "I did have to promise some things to get her to open the store."

Ruby is a little afraid now; she knows what Martha likes, "You didn't!"

"I did promise you an exciting weekend didn't I; and I think you like her"

"Yes but..."

Serge quiets the lady in his arms by stroking her body where she needs it, "Are you willing?" he asks. "I can go out and send her away when she comes."

Ruby thinks for a while remembering all the little hints from Martha that she tried to ignore then looks up at her exciting man and says, "You did promise me a time I wouldn't forget didn't you."

"You are going to lick her pussy aren't you?"

Ruby looks up at the man in her arms and smiles at him feeling more decadent than she can imagine.

Just then she hears a car pull into her yard and the horn is tooted.

"Go and say hello to her," Serge tells Ruby.

"I can't, you go and let her in," she says in a sudden panic.

"If I go to the door she will leave but if you go...well we all might have a fun night."

A loud knocking is heard and Ruby buries her head in Serge's arms.

"Your choice," he tells her.

"Yes it is," Ruby says. After a long moment she gets up from deep in the cushions to open the door feeling so very sexy and daring as she walks across the room. Her ass sways as she walks to the door and she feels so bold as she opens the door wide to show herself in the light completely naked. 

Martha is standing on the porch with two bottles of wine in her hands wearing a loose dress held up by thin straps. When the door opens and she sees Ruby naked she doesn't pause, she reaches up to push the straps off her shoulders almost dropping one of the bottles as she shrugs the straps off. The dress falls to the floor revealing a very pretty woman to Ruby and Serge. 

"I didn't know if I could do this so I wore the dress up here. I wanted to come naked but I thought it best to drive with something on," Martha babbles as she stands in the light of the porch.




Ruby



As Ruby sat back on the cushioned seat in the club, she took a puff from her cigar and watched the dancers around her. The music was so loud she felt the bass in her chest. The dimmed out lights set the mood for the sexy dances being performed around her. Women of all sizes and shapes wiggled and jiggled their bodies for their audiences. Each trying to entice a man into slipping another bill into a bra or thong string.

Ruby watched a redheaded young stripper to the rear left corner of the club. She was quite young compared to the others, her body was on the slim side and she had amazing green eyes. Ruby watched her belly dance and shake her ass in a few guys' faces. Her breathing was even. The dancing never excited her. It was the wait that made her blood pump faster. As the redhead danced around the small stage, she teased with the strings of her red bikini top. Ruby caught sight of a few more centimeters of breast, but nothing else. She puffed her cigar some more. Maybe this one will do for tonight.

As Ruby shifted in her seat, her top shifted with her. Her full DD breasts almost spilled out of her halter top. Her tight, dark wash skinny jeans slipped down a bit from her large ass and showed off the black strings of her thong.

"Hey baby, can I refresh your drink?" A dark skinned young man in a button down shirt smiled seductively. Ruby glanced over at him with bored eyes. He was well built. His large arm muscles strained just the right amount through the material of his shirt. He was maybe 6 '3, and his teeth were perfectly white. He made sure to flash his dimples as he smiled down at her. He stole quick glances down her shirt.

"I'm fine thanks. I'll holler if I need anything." Ruby addressed him without another glance. She turned in her seat to better watch the redheaded dancer. She flipped her black hair over her shoulder and leaned forward and away from her admirer. The young man was struck dumb for a minute. Clearly he was not used to being rejected. He was handsome enough but just not Ruby's type. As he walked away muttering under his breath, Ruby watched her target carefully. 

The dancer shimmied down the pole. She did a few tricks, earning herself more cash from several men. She had untied the strings that kept her bikini around her middle. It moved with her body. Her breasts almost completely exposed, but her nipples remained covered. Ruby felt the beginnings of arousal in her panties. This girl was most definitely different, and she danced well. But in her face Ruby could see some innocence. Stripper was probably not her dream title. This intrigued her even more. What was this girl's story?

As the redhead did yet another trick on the pole, she flipped upside down and slid down with only the stength of her long legs. This move finally removed the bikini from her breasts and exposed her lovely pink nipples.

"Ahh." Ruby sighed. This was the one, for sure. But how to get her alone upstairs? She didn't seem like the regular slut. Maybe a conversation over a lap dance would make her let her guard down. There could be no danger from a friendly woman in this sea of drooling men. Ruby began to look forward to this possibility. The things she could do to her. And this would be her first redhead. What a treat. 

As she watched, a waitress brought Ruby another drink. Her usual rum and coke flooded her throat as she took a long draft. The large rings on her fingers clicked against her glass. The waitress asked Ruby a couple of questions about her bill, distracting her completely. After she was able to focus on the stage again, she realized she lost track of her girl. She probably only went to change before coming out on the floor. At least, that's what Ruby hoped. 

Just as she was beginning to lose hope there was a tap on her shoulder. Ruby turned with a bored expression ready for the next male admirer she would turn down, only to be shocked by her redhead's dazzling smile.

"Hi, I'm Candy. I hope I'm not bothering you, I just thought you looked familiar. Aren't you that woman who won the lottery a while back? It was like 300 million dollars or something like that."

As she spoke, Ruby recovered herself enough to take in the girl's appearance. She really was pretty, in a simple way. She had dimples when she smiled. Her smile was very warm and friendly. Ruby was caught off guard by a warming feeling in her chest. What the fuck was that?

"Ah, yes that's me. I can't believe people still remember. It's been a few years. I'm Ruby by the way." She offered the girl her hand, which Candy shook eagerly. She felt as if she were meeting a sort of celebrity. What a night!

"I'm just always watching the News. Your story popped up alot that year. There were updates on your life and travels. Can I interest you in a dance? I'm not really supposed to be just standing around. We could talk some more..." Candy looked hopefully at Ruby. This was the perfect set up. It felt too good to be true.

"Sure, that sounds good. Is there anywhere private we can go? I'm not sure I'm comfortable doing it in public." Ruby smiled shyly at the girl. She chuckled inwardly. What Candy would soon find out is that Ruby was far from shy, and loved doing everything with an audience. 

"I can take you to one of our rooms, upstairs? They are strictly VIP. The cost is a little much, but I'm sure you can handle it." Candy added with a chuckle. She wasn't usually a gold digger, but with Ruby she saw dollar signs. If she could only befriend her, she would be set for a while. A little ass-kissing couldn't hurt.

"That sounds perfect." Ruby smiled excitedly and rose from her seat. At the bar, her bodyguard Tonio rose as well. He sat down again at Ruby's quick glare and the shake of her head. She needed to be with Candy all alone.

As the cute redhead lead the way upstairs, Ruby studied her from her position behind her. She had to admit, Candy had a great ass. Not too big, not too small. Just the right amount of jiggle as she walked. Ruby stopped herself from grabbing at the juicy ass swaying in front of her. She was pleased when the crowd thickened around them, and Candy reached for her hand. They walked hand in hand until they reached a door on the second floor.

"Ok Ruby, this is the VIP floor. These rooms are a flat rate of $100 for an hour, and then the price increases depending on how long you stay. There are no rules here, or cameras. The bouncers stay out as well. No one will bother us here. Or know that we are really just having some fun girl talk!" She giggled as she turned to unlock a door with the key she had hanging from her small wrist. Ruby hadn't noticed the key before. It was dangling from a stretchy rubber bracelet.

As Candy opened the door, the smell of cleaning solution and cheap air freshener assaulted her nose. She hated the smell of cheap arousal deodorizer, but was too excited to really focus on it. Candy allowed her to walk into the room and then locked the door behind them. She was hopeful that if no one bothered them, she could talk Ruby up until the time just flew by and she had enough drinks that she wouldn't care what her bill came to.

The room itself was fairly big. There were chairs all around a big leather couch which sat in the middle of the back wall. There was a cheap living room rug on the floor before the couch, and the room was dimly lit as there were only lamps draped with red shades in the corners. The decor was all black and red and set to evoke erotic thoughts. Ruby loved it. She could not have picked a more perfect setting for her plan.

"So how about that dance? Or do you just want to talk? There are water bottles on the table in the corner, or we could have some drinks brought up. What would you like?" Candy looked at Ruby expectantly as she dragged a chair to the center of the room. She gestured for Ruby to take a seat with her hand.

"I think a dance would be great. We have time to talk." Ruby became excited as Candy began to walk toward her. There was a cute yet seductive smile on her face.

Candy walked up to the chair and put a hand on each of Ruby's knees. She slowly opened them as she smiled into her face. The spot where Candy touched her was on fire immediately. Candy got on her knees and rubbed her firm breasts into Ruby's crotch. Coming from low down near the floor and thrusting slowly up and forward. The pink tube top she wore over her dark purple bikini top began to shift and fall down with each thrust.

Ruby was silent and stone faced as she watched Candy dance. She had never felt so aroused by a dancer in her life, and this wasn't by far her first lapdance. She began to breathe a little faster at the sight and feel of such delicious breasts on her twat. She would be soaking wet in no time.

As she thrust for a last time Candy stood up. She began to dance in place and rub her body as she stood right between Ruby's legs. Ruby could smell the lovely sweet perfume coming from her dancer. There was a little hint of sweat mixed in, but that just made it all the more arousing to Ruby.

Candy swayed her hips and rubbed her breasts. She rolled her body and spun slowly in a circle to give Ruby a good view. She closed her eyes and got into her dance, a look of pleasure on her face.

"Wow you're really good at this. How long have you been a dancer?" Ruby began to ask questions to start up a friendly conversation. She needed to build some trust if this girl was going to loosen up. As she finished her thought, Candy began to lower the tube top over her round hips while rolling them. Ruby forgot how to breathe for a few seconds.

"I've only been dancing for a little bit, thanks! Maybe 4 months. I still get shy sometimes. But this job pays my tuition. And my rent. I've gotten a little confortable." she smiled down at Ruby as she pushed her chest into her face. Ruby fought the urge to slip her tongue out and sample the meaty tit on her cheek. This game was beginning to arouse her incredibly.

Candy took a seat on Ruby's lap facing the door. She ground her thong clad ass into Ruby's crotch and upper thighs. The feeling was so good it made Ruby close her eyes. Her own panties were already wet. Candy leaned back and rubbed herself onto Ruby. The redhead's back massaged Ruby's chest while she leaned her head on her shoulder. The view from this angle was amazing. Ruby noticed the cute belly ring on Candy's tummy glittering. 

"Aww... that's so cute!" Ruby said as she smiled and reached up to touch the little metal hook. Candy tensed for a split second, but then relaxed back again. Ruby laughed in her head. This girl was just too innocent. She sensed no threat. 

"Thank you. I bought it at the mall last week. I have alot of different types. Is your belly pierced too?" Candy asked the last question as she got up off of Ruby and swayed her body again. She lifted her leg and placed her high heeled shoe on the back of the chair near Ruby's head. She began to hump and grind at the chair. 

Ruby nearly moaned. The sight of Candy moving so sensually was hot. She got a good view of her toned thighs and her legs looked a mile long. Ruby saw the lips of a pretty pussy peaking out of Candy's thong and bit her lip. She answered with a shaky voice.

"Yes actually, I am pierced. I have a few tattoos as well. You don't seem to have any ink. Not that you need any, your body is perfect."

Candy began to take off her top slowly and threw it to the floor a few feet away. Out bounced two of the most perfect creamy white orbs Ruby could imagine. Her eyes never left them as Candy walked back over to the chair. She began to straddle her client and rub her chest into Ruby's own breasts and face.

"Oh no! No tattoos. I'm way too chicken for that. And I hate needles so much that I'd probably faint. I got this while I was wasted one night. There was a time in high school where I thought about it, but I could never really settle on anything meaningful enough."

As Candy spoke, she rubbed her luscious tits into the halter Ruby wore. She felt when Ruby touched her side, sliding her hand up her ribs. But soon the hand was gone and on her own chest. Ruby untied her halter from behind her neck. She let the top fall and it quickly released her large breasts which wobbled out into plain view. 

"I have several small tattooes. I love to get inked. Look at this rose. The guy who did this was a medical student that just quit school one day and began to practice with a gun. His parents disowned him. But isn't he amazing?"

Candy was shocked by Ruby's sudden nakedness. She never expected her to be so bold. Ruby had beautiful breasts, and Candy admired them. Her dark brown nipples were hard and perfectly centered, though she could tell she was all natural. Maybe she was just being friendly. After all, they were two girls and had all the same parts. No need to be shy or worry about it. The tattoo between Ruby's large breasts was gorgeous. It had so much detail that Candy wondered how this was done with something so terrifying as a tattoo gun. The flower looked almost three dimensional and seemed to burst from Ruby's chest. Before she knew it she was leaning in close to examine it. Bringing her nipples so close to Ruby's that they nearly touched.

"Wow that is gorgeous! He's a great artist. That flower looks very real. I'm sure it cost a fortune. He must be doing so well for himself." Candy replied as she took in all the small lines and shades that made up the rose.

"Oh yea it does seem to pop. But that's cause it literally does. Well, the ink makes the skin lift up a bit. Feel it, you can feel all the small details." Ruby then took hold of Candy's small hand and placed it between her large chest on her tattoo. She shifted a bit and her melons wobbled around Candy's wrist. Candy inhaled at the feel of Ruby's skin. It was so soft and warm and, nothing like touching the men she normally danced for. Ruby was sexy and kind. She seemed genuinely interested in knowing her and hearing what she had to say. Candy stroked the tattoo and felt the curved lines of it. It was smooth and warm there between those huge orbs and without meaning to Candy began to get wet. Ruby was a fine woman and very beautiful. Being her friend would be perfect and would lift Candy's status sky high. She would just deal with her touchy ways.

Ruby felt her panties sticking to her hot cunt as she shifted again in her seat. The chair under her was beginning to feel too hard. She liked the way Candy was sitting however and gasped as her movement brought their nipples into contact and Candy sat pressing her chest lightly into Ruby.

The mood in the room changed immediately. Candy's smile fell as a new energy sprouted up between the two beautiful women. There was a magnet in Ruby's lips and Candy felt the odd urge to kiss their fullness. But how would Ruby react? She felt her nipples rubbing Ruby's lightly as they both breathed a little faster and before she knew it they were kissing passionately. Candy savored the feel of such smooth pillowy lips on her mouth.

It was as if a bomb went off in Candy's body as she was immediately hot all over. Ruby was an amazing kisser, and so soft to touch. There was a definite difference to kissing a woman and she loved it. The redhead had her arms around Ruby's neck before she knew it. The feel of her silky hair was wonderful. The kiss was sensual and arousing as their tongues played together delicately. Neither overpowering the other as they explored the other girls hot mouth. 

Ruby moaned into Candy's mouth. Kissing her was even better than she had imagined. Her delicate face was so pretty and Ruby was dripping wet. She ran her hands up and down the dancer's sides and then cupped her firm breasts. They were so juicy and warm. Their weight was heavenly in her hands. She began to roll Candy's nipples in her fingers and enjoyed the sounds the other girl made. She pressed her chest into Ruby's delicate yet firm hands and welcomed the sensations coming from her nipples. Ruby pinched one pink erect nub and Candy gasped loudly.

"Ruby! I'm sorry I got carried away... I shouldn't have..." Candy pulled away quickly. She hadn't been thinking about what she was doing. She was flushed. There was a sheen of sweat on her face and her voice was shaky. That was the hottest kiss she'd ever had. Who knew it would be with a woman!

"Oh no baby. It was so right. Don't think." she held onto Candy's waist and kissed the girl forcefully. She loved the feeling of how unsure she was. Candy could not fight Ruby's agile tongue and moaned again softly. Ruby began to move her hands more freely around the redhead's lean body. She explored her smooth curves and dips while Candy whimpered softly. When she found her pussy with her fingers and rubbed in circles, Candy squealed and jumped up.

"Ruby. You've had some drinks. I know this dance thing is new to you, but I'm not... I'm not really into this. Let's go back to the floor and I'll get you another one on the house." she smiled but it didn't touch her eyes. Candy was nervous. She didn't want to continue, but she didn't want to offend her new friend. She had never been put in this situation before. She was so confused by her thoughts and the reaction her body was having. She was extremely aware of the wetness between her legs. Kissing Ruby had started her heart pounding a mile a minute and her face flushed pink.

"Candy, I know you like me. Everything your body is doing is telling me that you love what I'm doing to you. Don't fight it." Ruby then kissed the girl forcefully again. She used her tongue to elicit sweet moans from her dancer as she rubbed her cunt through the thin lace thong. Candy couldn't fight the feelings brought on by her skilled fingers. Ruby smelled so sweet and fresh that Candy found herself even more aroused.

Before she knew it Ruby had her hand firmly attached to the back of Candy's head. Her fingers gripped the hair there and pulled gently. Then with one swift movement Ruby pulled Candy up my her hair and over to the couch. She slapped the redheads ass sharply, and Candy yelped. The music from below still thumped through the floor. No one would be interrupting them. Ruby threw the girl onto the couch by her hair and stood over her smiling. Candy looked frightened , her green eyes popping and mouth open as she landed hard.

"What are you doing Ruby?" Candy asked loudly. She knew better than to think anyone would come in the room with a client present. But she hoped maybe someone would hear her distress and intervene. Ruby got onto her knees and roughly yanked at the thong until it was down around Candy's ankles. She took off the heels she wore and the thong and threw them across the room.

"I'm going to fuck you, sexy. I've never met a bitch as hot as you before. Mmm... You make me so wet." As she spoke she reached into her jeans and rubbed her swollen clit. The sight before her was delicious. There sat Candy. Hair messy, face screwed up in fear, naked as can be. Ruby leaned in and opened Candy's legs.

Her pussy was gorgeous. The redhead was shaven clean and her pussy was the brightest pink. The lips were swollen and glistened in the low light. Ruby could see Candy's clit at the top of her tight looking cunt and licked at it. The feeling of her hot wet tongue against such a private spot made Candy moan. It did feel amazing, even if she was terrified. Though the two women were about the same size, Ruby looked so dark and dangerous that Candy was too afraid fight ghat much. Little shocks ran up her body as Ruby licked her. 

"Uh Ruby please. Ah! My God dont.. Uhhh" Candy wiggled and squirmed as Ruby licked and sucked her juicy pussy. Her breasts jiggled and wobbled as she fought and jumped at the other woman's skilled work. The sensation was fire and ice all at once. What was this woman doing to her body? She loved it and was frightened at the same time.




Ruby



As Candy continued to move, Ruby suddenly struck out at her breast with a quick hand. The smack was loud, but didn't hurt much. Candy jumped at the pleasure that resulted from the assault on her nipple. It turned her on to no end. She had been slapped on the breast by Ruby's small hand and it was hot.

"Be good! This can be so pleasurable for you honey. All you have to do is sit the fuck still." Ruby gave the redhead a warning look and then went back to sucking her clit. 

Candy tasted so sweet. Her succulent pussy was so smooth and juicy that Ruby was in love. She slurped and suckled at the reddening lips in her face. The juices and her saliva mixed and coated her cheeks. Candy's soft moans and jerks turned her on to no end. She soon learned that the girl liked her clit sucked and nibbled. Ruby took a finger and tested the tight little hole her tongue was now circling. Candy moaned loudly as the finger pressed into her vagina. The feeling nearly made her come on the spot. As Ruby fingered the girl's dripping hole, she sucked hard on the firm little nub of her clit.

"Ah. Ah. Ahhh!" Candy bucked at her face as she neared orgasm. Ruby brought both hands around the redhead's ass and pulled her onto her chest. She never stopped sucking despite the thrashing, and before long Candy released a flood of juices that dripped onto Ruby's large tits. She screamed and sobbed as her orgasm tore through her. Ruby continued the overwhelming torture until Candy was squirming and begging for her to stop.

Tired and spent, Candy slumped back into her seat. The leather was slippery under her, from her sweat and juices. She was shaking and groggy. The orgasm she had took her breath away, and she was dizzy for a few moments. As she steadied her breathing, Ruby stood and began to remove her clothing. She took off her top, jeans and thong and threw them behind her. Candy watched her with tired eyes and began to worry that it wasn't over yet.

Ruby quickly walked back over to the drained dancer and grabbed her jaw tightly. Candy whimpered as she was forced to look up at the tall, naked vixen in front of her. Her face nearly lined up with her shaved pussy lips exactly. 

"Oh no baby. You're not done yet. You got me so hot I had to eat you up. But make no mistake, this is about MY pleasure. The fact I like to watch you squirm was just a plus. Get on your knees, slut."

Ruby released the girl's jaw and enjoyed watching her pale flesh turn bright pink. She stepped back and allowed enough room for her to slink to her knees. Candy was tired and achey, but she was afraid to displease Ruby. She looked so hungry and almost wicked. Her labia were visibly swollen and moist.

Ruby stepped up to Candy's mouth. Her pussy was centimeters away from the girls puffy lips. Ruby looked down and loved the sight in front of her. The big green eyes were wide and alert. The fear in her face was so arousing. She grabbed a handful of red hair and pulled Candy to her.

"Oh baby. I've been waiting for this. Eat me, now. Lick my pussy until I come all over your pretty face!" Ruby yanked even harder at Candy's hair until she cried out in pain. While her mouth was open, Ruby thrust forward and placed her wet lips on the girls unsuspecting mouth. Candy was surprised when she realized she had a mouth full of wet cunt. 

Ruby swayed and rolled her hips into Candy's mouth, trying to find some friction. Candy was afraid and slightly disgusted. She had never thought about lesbian sex before. She was straight, and though she enjoyed men, rarely had any sexual partners. She had never even given a man oral before. Now that she could taste Ruby's sweetness and smell her freshness, she was shocked to find out that the moans coming from her client's full lips aroused her again. She slipped her tongue out a fraction and flicked Ruby's pearl. She was rewarded with a deep moan from the woman above her. 

Candy flicked the swollen clitorus a few more times and then sucked it. She watched as the ab muscles above her face clenched and released. The breasts hanging over her jiggling as Ruby enjoyed the pleasures of her virgin tongue. Ruby was so glad that Candy was getting into it. She was almost painfully aroused. She needed a release, and soon

"Ugh... Come on baby. Suck my clit... Yes!" Ruby was so aroused that she was almost humping Candys face. "Finger me. Use 3 fingers! Ahh!" Ruby nearly convulsed as she felt Candy shove 3 small fingers into her dripping cunt. She probably meant it to hurt, but Ruby loved rough sex, the pain of her suddenly stretched walls bringing her higher. She felt the beginnings of her climax as the dancer began to finger her quickly and roughly.

Her moans were loud and guttural. There was only one thing missing to make Ruby reach a sure to be mind blowing climax. She reached up and pinched her sensative nipples hard, and almost screamed out one last instruction. 

"Finger my ass too. Now you bitch! Finger my fucking.. AHHH!" Ruby came violently. She nearly lost her balance as wave after wave of pleasure slammed into her body. Candy had taken her other hand and shoved a finger into her large ass cheeks and right through her pink rose bud. She fingered it violently. She was both angry and turned on by Ruby. But she seemed to enjoy the pain, and Candy enjoyed pleasuring her too. She watched as Ruby fell apart. An angelic expression crossing her face for a quick moment. It was then that Candy realized that she was truly gorgeous. The way her long black hair fell around her face made her sexy as hell. Candy enjoyed fingering her until she fell to her knees next to her.

"Oh baby. Oh my God. That was amazing. You were so good." Ruby struggled to speak as she recovered from her orgasm. She leaned on Candy's shoulder and grabbed the hand she had shoved in her pussy. She began to lick and suck the fingers, enjoying the coolness of the ground beneath her. 

Candy was still unable to piece together how she felt. But she smiled at Ruby's praise and giggled as her tongue tickled her fingers. She was happy that she had pleased her so thoroughly on her first try at lesbian love making.

As Ruby listened to their ragged breathing begin to slow, she asked a question she had forgotten was poking at her. There never seemed to be a moment to get it in, and she wanted to know before the redhead had a chance to disappear. 

"Baby, just answer me this one question. What the hell is your real name?"

Candy laughed as she tried to sit up a little straighter on the ground. Her body was weak and felt like jello. There were red marks spotting her limbs, and her hair was a knotted mess. She turned and looked Ruby in her beautiful light brown eyes.

"Becca. My name is Rebecca."