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Helper

By: varun



I was a chubby fellow, shy, perhaps that’s what my aunts & uncles liked in me. Always when they went to parties, late films or anywhere where they would return late I was their choice, probably because I was near or perhaps I was the only one who loved indoors more than outdoors. But that all was to change that day. I had received call from Kaveri aunt that they were going out & like usual it meant that I was to STAY with Meena & Sonu. They were MY AGE yet would not stay alone. They both were a little retard type. But that day when I arrived aunt & uncle were ready to go out. 

"They are asleep"aunt said and smiled as I looked in disbelief. " Swan had come" she explained "They played a lot from morning" Swanan was our cousin another devil whoose main hobby was destroying. I bade them goodbye and watched TV then getting bored went to almarah to search 4 books. I searched the whole lots but got nothing then I remembered that new mags aunt kept under the bed. It was not actually kept, she reads & goes to sleep & slowly rolls over and by that time the book would be under the bed or in the side. So I went 2 the room and watched Meenu & Sonu sleeping.

I moved Meenu a little to search under and she slowly shifted in her sleep I looked under and found none as I sat on the floor thinking what 2 do I saw that meenus dress was risen I could see her thighs. I placed my head on the bed and looked I saw her colourful panties. She had worn a red with all types of colourful flowers. I slowly neared her and lifted her dress slowly. Now I had the full view. I slowly placed my hand on her thigh and swept up to her panties & pressed her bottom Then slowly held the string of her panties and slid it down She moved in her sleep a little but did not wake up with my heart racing wildly I pressed her soft ass and moved my finger around the line slowly opening her ass. I watched her asshole and slowly pressed it. 

Then I got up & removed her panties fully and slowly turned her. I watched her pussy with small rising hairs (unlike the grownups who had very thick and hard hair) which was soft in its own way as my hand felt it I knelt in front of her and kissed her pussy then slowly parted her leg and began 2 tongue it. I slowly lifted her dress and pressed her small breast which was surprisingly biog. Pressed her breast with both hand and sucked her nipple. Now slowly I began to massage my Lund and opening my zip I released it I moved further to her face and placed my throbbing Lund on her sweet lips unknowingly she began 2 suck it then bit it I almost ejaculated as I hurriedly moved back. I laid on her stomach & kissed her lips deeply then slowly moved back in-between her legs and slowly pressed at her gate with a few push it went slowly in (my Lund was small that time not fully grown) I closed my eyes and enjoyed the rhythm. 

"What are you doing?" I heard a voice, which brought me back 2, my senses it was sonu. He was wide awake and watching me fuck Meenu. I stammered then quickly said that his sister was not well and I was doing black magic (that explained to him our nakedness as he had heard many stories & films) "let me do it "he said I was trapped in my own hole I moved over and he removed his shorts and with his tiny thing pushed it into his sisters pussy who was still sleeping like a log but we were careful and one thrust in took around 2 mints because slowly we pushed then waited then continued. I asked him if he felt anything coming. No he replied I told him the coming thing was the medicine and it should be poured to her mouth. He continued his fuck after some time he said he felt something. I told him to pull it out & insert into her mouth but as he pulled out he ejected all over her. I told him he had wasted the medicine & now it was up 2 me and I turned her around and pressed her ass and slowly spread it open and pushed but it would not enter it needed more pressure but I didn’t want to wake her up. I laid on her ass and began 2 move front and back after some time I again opened her ass and pushed slowly in then slowly moved my hand now it was like a lock the tip of my Lund was in her ass I pressed her soft ass nearer and began to pump very soon I ejected in her ass without entering. 

"now you 2 wasted it let me try " he said and turned her around and began to fuck her after a long time he pulled out his man and inserted into her mouth as he inserted she began to suck and he shot a gallon of cum in her mouth Meenu woke up in a start as he emptied his lust thrusting it deeper in her mouth. She pushed him away and turned to see me naked with my lund in my hand. I told her the same story and sonu sided and added it was true since we had been thrusting 4 a long time but only when he sprayed the medicine 2 her mouth did she wake up. 

"What all did you do 2 me" she asked and I stepped in and told her 2 lie and slowly massaged her I pressed her breast and pinched her nipple and sucked it I found it growing with my tongue then I drifted down to her pussy and licked it and fingered it she rose to heaven I then began 2 fuck her after some time I pulled her down and turned her and told her to suck her brothers risen Lund at first she wouldn’t but when I forced and sonu was already placing it on her face and the atmosphere all together made her suck I slowly pressed her ass and opening wide her asscheek made her sit on her hind legs, her ass was split open she continued sucking without knowing what I was going to do. I inserted my finger and slowly rotated then moved it to & fro and when she was hot I slowly made a gap with my fingers pushed my lund deep in she screamed loud I held her mouth and fingering her pussy fucked her ass my fingering made her forget her pain as the pleasure came in I moved my hand as sonu reentered his man and began 2 fuck her mouth very soon I exploded and I mean EXPLODED like never before in her ass as sonu exploded in her mouth. 

We continued this till aunt & uncle came and I promised them not 2 say to anyone since the magic may react, They promised and said they would practice till I came again. I left with a smile and a very satisfied Lund.

Helper - Just Tell Her



"I'm so bored."

"Me too."

"What time is it?"

"Not time to go yet."

There was a heavy sigh.

"How long?"

"Three hours. Just like it was two minutes ago."

There was a frustrated growl.

"Oh hush, you can last three hours."

The woman who was now groaning was draped over the counter of the city's third-favorite used book store. Her straight brown hair was spread out over the counter like a fraying blanket. Her light hazel eyes that matched her hair where half-shut in a fighting attempt to not fall asleep. Her conversation partner was reading a book behind her, leaning back in her chair. She shook her bangs out of her eyes, and turned a page; blue eyes zigzagging over the page.

"What are you reading Lilly?"

"If you turn your head a bit, you can read the binding for yourself Jess."

"Or, and I'm just throwing ideas out here, you could tell me the name of whatever vampire-romance novel you're reading so I can stay in this comfy position!"

Lilly laughed. "Does your sloth know no bounds?" she said with a residual chuckle.

Jess smiled. "No, he's always getting in my stuff! I tell him to stay out of my room, and he barges in any way!" Lilly was bent over with laughter, and Jess had picked up her head to look at her friend.

"She's so pretty when she lau- No! Bad train of thought! Stop that!" Jess quickly shook her head to clear her head of those kinds of thoughts. "They aren't going away as easily anymore."

Lilly managed to form a sentence through her laughter. "That's why I keep saying you should move in with me! I keep all my marsupials on the deck."

Jess laughed, mostly because she thought it was hilarious, but partly to conceal the feeling in her stomach at the idea of living with her best friend.

"If only I could trust myself enough, I would." Jess mentally sighed with her morose remark, but her practiced façade didn't flicker.

The bell on the door dinged, and the first customer of the day walked in. The two girls laughed for a couple seconds longer, but tried to suppress their remaining mirth and take on a somewhat business-like manner.

"Hi there!" Lilly, as always, was quicker to reign in her emotions and was able to greet the man who walked in first.

"Hahaha, yea, hi!" Jess energetically followed.

The man smiled kindly. He was wearing a dark green jacket covered in pockets and long jeans. The only thing that kept him from looking like a serial killer was his face. He looked like the poster for The Great Dads Alliance: he had a close-shaved beard, and brown eyes that were as dark as a fine lager. His smile made them both feel a bit calmer; almost reassured that they were ok, even though this wasn't a bad part of town. They both sat up a little straighter, and Jess ran her hands through her hair in a vain attempt to manage the mass of unruly brown strands.

"Am I interrupting something?" The customer's smile never left his face as he joked with the giggling girls. He looked them over, and Lily could almost swear he smiled wider when his eyes jumped from Jess to her. 

What is that about? She asked herself silently

"Naw, just two bored girls joking around. Can we help you find something?" Jess stood up, and moved to walk around behind the counter.

The customer raised a hand. "No thanks, I should be able to find what I need on my own." He turned around and started browsing through the various romance books.

"Looking for a specific book?" Lilly asked.

"Not right now." He almost completely turned to the counter, and said, "If I need any help I'm be sure to ask."

Jess smiled. "Hey, that's our line!"

The customer fully turned at this remark. He looked at Jess, then at Lilly, then just shook his head, smiled, and turned back to the shelves. The two girls looked at each other nervously. Lilly subconsciously moved closer to Jess. They weren't in a bad part of town, true, but upper-middle class people are just as capable of robbing two lone, apparently defenseless girls in a non-traffic heavy part of town. Jess was a black belt in at least one type of martial art: she never said all that she knew because "Ya gotta keep em guessing!" Lilly smiled a small smile at the thought of her friend. 

The customer's cell phone rang, playing a series of atonal beeps, and he answered it.

"Hey there. I just got here. No, not yet, you impatient imp. Yea yea, did you need something? Not particularly, I do have a plan though. In a manner of speaking. No, but I enjoy your company. OK, see you here. You too."

A few seconds later, the bell above the dinged, and in walked the most beautiful woman that Jess or Lilly had ever seen. She was perfectly formed: her beautiful face lead to her kissable neck that lead to breasts that were bigger than a handful but small enough to handle, and down a waist that didn't make her seem too thick nor too tin, and down legs that could launch navies, armies, and the air force. She walked with a confidence that only added to her natural beauty, her every step bringing focus to each of her best features (i.e. all of them) through the course of the simple step.

She turned to the girls and smiled a hello. Jess managed a wave, and Lilly struggled out a squeak. The woman just giggled, and walked... strode... bounced... made her way over to where the man was. Neither woman could accurately describe the method in which she moved herself to one place or another, and neither woman could say that they were looking anywhere other than her perfectly sized ass.

Both girls managed one thought each.

"Her eyes don't compare to Lilly's." thought Jess.

"Jess' hair is so much better than hers." thought Lilly.

The man looked over the bookcase at them, like he had heard their thoughts on a loudspeaker. He didn't say anything, but he smiled a wide smile. The woman grabbed his arm and pressed her body against him. They spoke in hushed tones, so the two girls couldn't hear what they were saying.

Jess was able to squeak out an "Oh my god."

"I know! She is gorgeous!" Lilly fiercely whispered to her friend

But she's not as beautiful as you.

The man's head shot up above the shelves like it was on a loaded spring. He rubbed his eyes, grabbed a book, and headed to the counter. The woman was still hanging on the man's arm.

"Just this."

Jess stood up, and looked at the title of the book. 

Just Tell Her

Jess blinked. She could have sworn a woman's voice had said the title in her head as she read it. She blinked again. Completely on autopilot, she scanned the book and took the man's money.

"Keep the change." He smiled, the woman smiled, and they left. Jess put the change in a small jar underneath the register.

Lilly looked at Jess. "Hey, you ok? You look all shaken up."

Jess shook her head. "Hmm? Oh, yea, I'm ok. I'm gonna go get a glass of water from the back." She started walking away.

Lilly sat down on the stool, and looked at Jess, her eyes full of concern. "Ok." The door to the back room closed, and she whispered quietly, and just a bit sadly, "Come back soon."

 

Outside the store, the man and woman walked down the street.

"That was an amazing idea!" She bounced up and down, never letting go of the man's arm. A man walking on the other side of the street passed out.

"Yea, it was one of my more unique ones. But jeez, did you hear them?"

The woman took on an obviously fake pout. "Yea I heard them! If they keep thinking like that I don't know if I can forgive them!"

The man looked at the woman with a slight smirk. "But you totally will."

The pout lasted for about the same amount of time as an ice cube does in a microwave. Her face blossomed into a smile. "Yea, I always do." She squeezed the man's arm. "Oh, how do you know me so well, Helper?"

The man called Helper smiled. "I think you know the answer to that one Quinn." 

They shared a quick peck on the lips. A woman walking behind them swooned.

They walked in silence for several seconds.

"You do realize that they would have gotten together without your addition, right?"

"Yes, but I'm impatient."

"Just making sure."

 

Inside the break room, Jess leaned on the counter. She was almost visibly shaking. She stared into the sink, desperately trying to ignore the sentence repeating in her head. 

Just Tell Her. Just Tell Her. Just Tell Her. Just Tell Her

She shook her head, but the voice just took on a new inflection. It sounded like it was trying to convince her.

Just TELL Her! Just Tell Her! Just TELL HER!

The voice was never loud enough to hurt, but it was insistent. She filled a disposable cup with tap water, and hurriedly shot it back. It didn't appease the voice.

Just Tell Her. Just Tell Her. Just Tell Her. Oh, Just Tell Her!

Jess took several deep breaths. "I can't! I don't want to hurt our friendship!"

Just Tell Her!

"If I do it will destroy the one good thing I have in my life! She'll never want to talk to me again!"

C'mon, Just Tell Her!

"No! End of discussion, voice in my head!"

Jess slowly drank a second glass of water.

 

Just Tell Her.

Lilly sighed, and closed her book. "Look you, I know every voice in my head and you are not one of them! Please leave me alone and let me enjoy my book!" Lilly didn't actually have voices in her head, but she hoped that it would banish the voice that had invaded her thoughts.

Just Tell Her.

"Damnit!"

Just Tell Her And I Will Go Away.

"I'm sure I have no idea what you are talking about voice in my head."

Just Tell Her.

Lilly shook her head. Her hands started to shiver. "Like they do when she's... No!"

Oh, Just Tell Her! The voice sounded a bit frustrated.

"Ha! Am I annoying you with my stubbornness?"

Yes. Just Tell Her.

Lilly smiled. "I can be stubborn all day. Just ask Jess." Lilly blinked, and her face fell. She recognized how that sounded. It sounded like something a significant other would say.

She could swear that she felt smugness when the voice said You Should Tell Her That.

"Oh shush you!"

You Realize That I Can Talk Non-stop, All Day, Without Breath, Because I Don't Have Lungs, Right?

Lilly rubbed her temples. "I wish Jess was here."

Just Tell Her That.

"Then you'll leave?"

No.

Lilly sighed.

 

You Really Should Just Tell Her.

"You Really Should Just SHUT UP! I'm Not Telling Lilly Anything!"

What Makes You Assume I Am Referring To Lilly?

Jess held her breath. "I... Because..."

Jess could swear that the voice was smiling. Because?

"You're in my head, what can YOU find!"

I Can See That The Mental Torture You Inflict On Yourself Hiding These Emotions Is Truly Impressive. I Also Know That You Will Feel Significantly Better If You Say What You Are Hiding.

Jess looked into the mirror, and saw her own face. There were tears in her eyes, on the verge of falling. She was tired of hiding it. Every time she shook her head to clear her thoughts it felt like she was shutting parts of herself off to reality. Every time she repressed her real feelings from herself, a small part of her died. She was tired of it. "Um... Really? You... You think so?" Jess tried to exhale slowly. It came out as a shuddering rush.

Believe Me.

"Said the voice in my head. Right."

Jess took a deep breath. It came out better, but still shaky.

Jess cleared her throat. "Hiii...III... I loo..." 

We have all the time in the world.

 

You Should Just Tell Her.

"Can you please leave me alone?"

If You Tell Her.

Jess put her head in her hands. "Tell her what? That she's my best friend? That I'm glad we've been friends since as long as I can remember? That I never want her to... leave... my... sight..."

Go on.

"I don't need to."

Your Feelings For Her Are Under Such Tight Control They Are Almost Masochistic. 

"So?"

In No Way Is That Contusive For Your Mental Health.

"There are therapists for a reason. And in any case, we are friends and nothing more. She isn't... like that. And neither am I! It... It would ruin our friendship!"

There Is One Thing I Can Say That Will Dismantle Any Argument You Have, Including The Flimsy Ones You Have Just Presented. They did sound rather weak, even to Lilly.

"Oh Yea? Bring it on, nothing you can say will convince me to tell her anything."

The voice told Lilly the thoughts that she would not let herself think.

Lilly's book hit the floor. The bookstore was completely silent except for Lilly's breathing as she consciously registered what she had just been told. She hugged herself in her chair.

 

Just tell her that. Both women heard this at the same time.

They felt the voice leave their heads. Jess looked in the mirror and nodded to herself. She wiped the half-fallen tears out from underneath her eyes and took a final drink of water to steady her nerves. Her imagination flared with the picture of what the best case scenario could bring. The worst case scenario never even occurred to her. It was, literally, unthinkable.

Lilly picked up her book and gripped it in confirmation of what she was about to tell her best friend. She smiled as the repressed feeling washed over her again. She wasn't even really reading the words on the page; they were just black marks on a white space in her field of vision. All of her mental faculties were cycling from the different ways she could tell her to her reactions from those ways.

Jess stepped out of the break room. Lilly looked up at her friend like she was seeing her for the first time. Lilly smiled at her, and blushed a little. Jess smiled back. 

"God she's beautiful" they thought at the same time.

Jess sat down on her stool, and rested her elbows on the counter. She was too distracted by her own thoughts to notice where Lilly's eyes went. Jess shifted several times, but couldn't find a comfortable position. She sat up, and turned to face Lilly.

There was silence as they built up their nerves. Jess cleared her throat. Lilly swallowed. There was silence.

Without any warning, the voice came back to both of them for one last piece of friendly advice.

JUST FUCKING TELL HER!

"I've never been happy without you!" blurted Lilly.

"I love you!" burst out of Jess' mouth at the same time.

They stared at each other. Neither woman could even think.

After several seconds of silence, Jess spoke first.

"Um... Do you remember, in sixth grade, when we spent the weekend at the beach? When we talked and played games and spent all that time together? And when we went to sleep in that tent, we shared a sleeping bag? That's..." She swallowed. "That's when I knew that I never wanted to be with anyone but you." Jess looked down, blushing red. Lilly smiled. "She's so cute."

"I kinda remember that." Lilly put her hand on Jess' shoulder before she could say or do anything. "But what I remember more is every time we've worked together, or every football game we've been to, or all those sleepovers we've had." Lilly sighed. "I remember that those times are the happiest I've ever been." She smiled at Jess.

Jess couldn't hold back anymore. She moved as quick as her martial arts training would allow; in several quick movements, Jess shot off of her stool, grabbed Lilly behind her neck, and kissed her fiercely on the lips. Lilly gave a short "MEEP!" of surprise, but quickly lost her higher functions as she melted into the kiss. The kiss was relatively calm, but for each second the kiss went on, a measure of the calm was taken away. What started as a gentle kiss eventually turned into a passionate embrace; both women's hands were taking in the other's body as fast as they could.

Lilly was the one to pull away from the lip-lock. She rested her forehead on Jess'. Both women were panting. 

"How long till we close?" Jess managed to pant out.

"Fuck it. We close now. My place. Now." Lilly's eyes were full of barely controlled passion.

"Yes ma'am"

Usually it took half an hour to close the store. Today it took a little over ten minutes. The drive to Lilly's apartment wasn't exactly "unsafe": most NASCAR drivers are very comfortable at those speeds, but they do prefer to be holding both hands on the wheel, not one in their girlfriend's hand. No cops were ever aware that Lilly was breaking a vast majority of the traffic laws, and no cameras snapped their pictures at Lilly's car. All of these facts were completely lost on the two soon-to-be-lovers. The feel of their hands in each other's was only fueling their passion for one another.

 They arrived at Lilly's condo, parking with the utmost care, and calmly walked inside.

 Well, the phrases "skidded to a halt" and "ran inside as fast as they could" are closer to reality.

 Lilly was the first through the door. Jess wasn't far behind, but the gap was enough for Lilly to spin around and pin her against the now closed door and resume the kiss that was so rudely interrupted by their journey home. Jess' arms wrapped around Lilly's waist as Lilly's body molded into Jess'. Their second kiss started with a slow, smoldering passion that quickly burned brighter and brighter until Jess' hands could not stay in one place; they were caressing every part of Lilly that they could reach. Lilly pulled Jess away from the door, grabbed the neckline of Jess' top, and pulled as hard as she could. The loud ripping did not hamper the lover's kiss; it only increased in its ferocity. Jess responded in kind, the buttons on Lilly's shirt making her task easier. Never breaking the kiss and responding to an unseen signal, they each reached behind the other and quickly unsnapped the other's bra, hurriedly pulling it away from each other, and replacing the lost article of clothing with their bodies. When their nipples first touched, it was almost like they were magnets to each other; they never left contact. Lilly kissed down Jess' neck, to the gasps and moans of her recipient.

 Before Lilly could bite and suck on the two tasty-looking tips, Jess pulled Lilly up to look her in the eyes.

 "Bedroom. NOW."

 Jess emphasized her statement by picking Lilly up behind her knees and shoulders, and carrying her into the bedroom.

 

***The Next Morning***

 

Jess was slowly brought into consciousness with the most amazing sensation coming from her pussy. She writhed on the bed, both in stretching and enjoying the pleasure radiating from what felt like a tongue, a very familiar tongue, lapping at her lower lips. 

"Best wake up eve- Ohhhhh right there!" Jess felt the smile of her pleasurer, and felt the added enthusiasm of the tongue that so quickly learned her sweetest spots. Even though they both caused their shares of climaxes, and she was a little sore from the fun they had, the tongue still felt the kiss of an angel. Given, it was on her pussy, but that just made it all the better.

After Lilly brought on one more orgasm, they lied on their sides, Jess' arms around Lilly.

"I could not be happier."

Lilly smiled. "I was thinking the same thing." Jess held her closer.

They just enjoyed the feel of each other for several minutes.

Lilly shifted around in Jess' grasp. "I think we need to go get something to eat."

Jess smirked. "I think that I'll have-"

"Shush you, I meant real food. Like, going-out-to-eat food."

Jess' smile never flickered. "Well, I never knew you were an exhibitionist, but I can go with that."

Lilly's laughter only died when she was silenced with a kiss.




Helper - Just Tell Her



 

In a diner in the center of town, the man called Helper was eating with the woman called Quinn were eating breakfast on the other side of the diner from a lovely blonde and brunette who could not stop holding each other's hand.

"Oh yea, I forgot, what are you going to do with that book? Gonna read it?" Quinn asked, in between mouthfuls of pancakes.

Helper smiled, and finished chewing his bite of omelet. He reached into a pocket in his jacket, and pulled out the book.

"Naw, I know how it ends. And..." The top of the book turned into light, and dissolved into nothing.

"And it hasn't been written yet." The man called Helper smiled a wide, wide smile.

Quinn smiled just as wide. "Which one?"

"It was a collaboration, but mostly it was the blonde one."

"God I can't stand how perfect you are."

Helper smiled, and took another bite of his omelet.



Helper's Gift



Phaedra's eyes snapped open as she sucked in a startled breath. Her eyes darted around the room searching for whatever it was that had awakened her. Glancing around, she felt a momentary disorientation from her surroundings. She was back in her parent's house, on the living room couch. A small, threadbare blanket was spread over her shoulders. The television in the corner was on but the movie she had been watching was over. Now the TV only displayed the stand-by screen. Nothing in the room seemed out of place and the only sound was her rapid breathing as she sat stone still and surveyed the dark room. 

Maybe it was the television that had awakened her. The movie had probably just ended, she thought. She glanced at the clock on the far wall. It read two thirty six. That couldn't have been it; the movie would have ended hours ago. 

A soft rustle from behind her drew her attention. She relaxed as realization dawned on her. It was her parent's putting Christmas gifts under the tree. She smiled at the thought of her mom and dad playing at being Santa once again. Spreading out the gifts just as they had done when she and her twin sister, Topanga, had been little.

She knew that this past fall had been hard on her parents. It had been her and Topanga's first semester away at college and her father in particular had taken it very hard. He had tried not to show it but Phaedra could see it in his eyes when they had gotten in her car and driven off back in September. He had been heartsick with worry and loneliness. 

Both she and Topanga had gone to the state college. It hadn't been either sister's first choice but their parent's just couldn't afford to send them to a private university. She knew that even sending them to the State College was really more than her parent's could afford and despite their disappointment she and her sister were grateful for what her parents sacrificed for them. 

Her father worked in a local auto parts store and her mother was a waitress at the town diner. They were both simple people who lived frugally and had hardly ever traveled out of their own state. Neither of them had even graduated from high school and they were both immensely proud of their daughters' education. 

Not wanting to disappoint their parents, Phaedra and Topanga strived to make the most of their educations. The girls were both excellent students and had worked hard. Since the girls didn't have much money they couldn't buy much for their parents for Christmas. To make up for not having any gift's to unwrap, they had planned to tell them their GPA's as a kind of gift. Phaedra had scored a 3.92 and Topanga had a 3.96 after the first semester. Phaedra smiled as she pictured how happy and proud her parents would be at the news.

The noise behind the couch drew her attention again. Slowly, so as not to attract attention, she propped herself up on one elbow and peered over the back of the couch. 

The Christmas tree was set up next to the fireplace on the far side of the room. The couch she was lying on was in the middle of the room facing away from the fireplace, effectively dividing the room in half. The half that the couch faced was the more casual area with the TV and coffee table that was piled with her father's car magazines. The far side of the room was more formal with the fireplace and antique stuffed chairs that had come from her grandparent's house. A small fire still glowed in hearth casting a warm glow that added to the multicolored sparkles of the lights on the tree. 

A form was bent over the presents spread out under the tree; it wasn't either of her parents. 

Phaedra stared dumbly for a moment trying to make sense of what she was seeing. She was still a little groggy from being roused from her sleep and she couldn't seem to make the image before her fit what she had expected to see. The person bent over the gifts was small and slight like a teenage girl but was dressed in a bright red Santa Clause costume complete with a large black velvet sack that was sitting on the floor by her feet. 

As Phaedra watched the person reached into the bag and pulled out a gift, placing it quickly under the tree. 

"Who the hell are you?" Phaedra heard herself blurt.

The person whipped around and stared in shock at Phaedra for a moment before seeming to relax a little. "Oh, hello. I didn't think anyone was in here." The voice was definitely female, soft with an almost musical quality to it. 

"Yeah, well I was. Now who are you and what are you doing in here? And don't try to tell me you're Santa Clause." Phaedra tried to see what the woman looked like but the all the light in the room was coming from behind her and the intruder's face was in shadow. 

A delicate, lilting laugh filled the room. "No, I'm definitely not Santa." She took a step forward. "I'm Miriam, and I only work for him." 

Phaedra guffawed, "Yeah, I suppose you're one of his little elfish helpers." She sat up and scooted over to the end table, close to the phone.

The girl took another step forward and pulled off her red cap. "Actually, I am."

Phaedra could finally see her face and sucked in a startled gasp at the sight of the girl. Long silver gold hair spilled down over her shoulders and down her back framing a face that was breathtakingly beautiful. A small nose and high cheekbones were perched over a mouth that was stretched into a mischievous, knowing grin. Phaedra took in the long, delicately pointed ears that poked out through the thick mass of hair. A small gold ring that decorated the top of her left ear sparkled in the dim light. 

But the elf's most arresting features were her eyes. They were like two liquid pools that Phaedra felt she was about to fall into. As she stared into them she saw that they weren't brown or blue or even green... they were violet and seemed to be glowing softly with their own inner light. The longer Phaedra stared into those eyes the larger they seemed to become. Shaking her head she managed to look away. 

"Um... yeah... yeah, I'm... I'm sure you are." She stammered trying to clear her thoughts. "So what is he on vacation or something?"

"Sick leave."

Phaedra stared for a second before, "You can't be serious."

Miriam nodded, her lustrous silver gold hair shimmering in the dim light. "One of the other elves ran over his foot with a forklift last week and he can't get down chimneys with his crutches so here I am."

It all seemed completely ridiculous by looking at the girl before her but Phaedra somehow sensed it was all true. There was something about the girl that Phaedra found herself oddly drawn to, a kind of personal magnetism that she was finding it hard to resist.

Looking into the girl's eyes again Phaedra again felt like she was falling. Shaking her head again she tried to regain control. "But why did you get sent? You... you're... you're too young. You can't be more than a kid." 

Another of the musical laughs filled the room. "Young?" She giggled. "Hardly. I'm over four hundred years old."

"Four hundred... but how?" 

She ran a finger over the tip of one pointed ear. "I'm an elf." 

Phaedra starred at the pointed ears for a long moment before looking back to the captivating violet eyes. The glowing seemed brighter now and even more arresting. As she looked into them the rest of the room seemed to be growing dimmer and more distant. "Elf..." she said in a confused whisper.

Miriam stepped around the couch and took Phaedra's hand in hers. "What's your name?"

Phaedra was surprised at how cool Miriam's smooth skin felt. Her own skin tingled at the contact and a shiver ran through her. "Phaedra." She said in a dazed voice as she stood up. The world reeled around her and she felt dizzy. The only things in the world that were solid were Miriam's cool hand and her wonderful violet eyes.

"Why don't you sit with me by the fire for a few minutes?" Miriam's words danced through her mind. 

Phaedra felt as if what was happening wasn't real and she was watching other people doing these things. She felt disembodied and disconnected. She distantly heard herself say, "But you have toys to deliver." She allowed herself to be guided to the carpet in front of the fire and sat down with Miriam.

Miriam laughed again, the musical sound made Phaedra's skin tingle. It was delightful feeling and Phaedra wanted her to do it again. 

"Don't worry about time my dear; we have all the time in the world." With a finger she pointed at the logs in the fireplace. 

Phaedra looked where Miriam had pointed. She stared in bewilderment unable to grasp what she was seeing. The fire stood immobile and frozen in time. It was if it were only a picture of flames. Fascinated, she reached for one of the immobile yellow orange tongues of flame.

Miriam snatched her hand away. "No, no, no. Just because time is stopped doesn't mean it's not still hot."

"Stopped?" Phaedra's thoughts were coming slowly but her curiosity was aroused.

"Of course, how else could I deliver all those gifts in one night?" 

"But how?" Phaedra asked. "And how come I'm not stopped?"

Miriam waved her hand, "Magic." She then looked at Phaedra curiously. "And I'm not really sure why you aren't stopped." She trailed a finger down Phaedra's chin. "You should have been." Her mouth twitched. "Maybe you have some magic of your own." 

"Magic?" Phaedra breathed in astonishment. "I haven't believed in magic since I was..." She trailed off. Her mind seemed to be working even slower now and she couldn't seem to hold onto any thought for long. 

Miriam's mischievous smile returned. "You will after tonight my dear. You definitely will." Leaning in close she placed a hand to each side of Phaedra's face and forced the girl to stare directly into her eyes. 

Phaedra's mouth fell open as the soft glow deep inside the violet eyes brightened. Miriam muttered something as she continued to hold Phaedra's gaze. The eye's seemed to grow larger and larger as Phaedra stared. She felt as if she were falling... tumbling and twisting downward onto those deep, bottomless pools. 

Phaedra let out a cry as a stab of unimaginable pleasure lanced through her mind. It was like every orgasm she had ever had all wrapped into one. Blinding passion stormed around in her body in a stunning explosion of sensation. Her eyes snapped open and she looked around uncomprehending. She was still on the carpet in front of the fireplace but she was now on her knees, sitting up, her hands dangling at her sides. Feeling confused and helpless she was unable to control herself as the storm of passion continue to build inside her. Her fingers clawed the air as she felt every muscle in her body going taut with the coming climax. With a final piercing scream, she went over the edge into ecstasy. 

Another cry escaped her lips as she felt something moving deep inside her most intimate place. She looked down and with a surge of excitement saw Miriam, who was also naked, lying on her back, beneath her. The elf's slender form was so exquisite that Phaedra gasped at the sight of her. The wonderful silver gold hair spilled out around the face that was under her. With a thrill she realized what was so deep inside of her. 

She gasped in rapture as she felt Miriam's tongue deep inside her, touching places no one else ever had. Phaedra's mind reeled as she tried to imagine how the girl's tongue could get that deep inside her. 

Phaedra tried to remember how this had happened between moments of pure bliss. The last thing she remembered was sitting in front of the fire looking into those violet eyes but as she tried to recall more the tongue inside her found another sensitive spot and with a keening cry she came again. Her pussy contracted and she could feel a gush of hot wetness flow from her as another storm of ecstasy tore through her body. 

Unable to take anymore, Phaedra collapsed forward to lie across Miriam's slender form. She lay there for a long time, moaning and twitching with the aftershocks of the intense orgasms. 

After a time Miriam rolled her gently to the side and lay down next to her, smoothing her hair and cooing into her ear. Phaedra looked up into her wonderful violet eyes and moaned with a burning desire. "Please..."

Miriam smiled in understanding. She got up on her knees and moved over the girl, straddling her face. She was faced so she could look into Phaedra's eyes.

Phaedra swallowed thickly as she took in Miriam's smooth, hairless pussy hovering before her eyes. Beads of pearly wetness glistened invitingly on the slim lips. Lust flaring in her again, she extended her tongue and took her first taste. 

It was completely unlike what she had expected. She had tasted her own sex before and it was nothing like this. Miriam's pussy tasted deliciously sweet like honey and vanilla. The taste seemed to fill her mouth and then spread slowly through her entire body, warming her as it went if she were sinking into a luxurious bath. When the warmth reached her nipples they began to tingle and pulse as if they were being suckled by an invisible mouth. She moaned at the feeling. When the spreading wave finally reached her pussy she felt wetness flood from her as she came again. 

Miriam's pussy muffled Phaedra's shriek of unexpected rapture at the climax. As her tongue circled Miriam's clit she felt as if there were a tongue circling her own. When she plunged her tongue deep inside the elf's cunt, she could feel it inside her as well. She realized that somehow whatever she did to Miriam she felt it too. 

Unable to control her excitement, she wrapped her lips around Miriam's clit and sucked it into her mouth, flicking it hard with the tip of her tongue. A surging climax ripped through her as she heard Miriam scream. Knowing she was sharing the feelings only fueled Phaedra's lust and she dove in harder, trying to drive more pleasure from the slim elf. Phaedra's pussy pulsed with the throbbing orgasms she was sharing with Miriam and she groaned into the elf's sex. Just as she thought she couldn't go any higher another stunning jolt of pleasure burst in her mind but before she could even scream blackness fell over her. 

Phaedra awoke with a groan. She was still lying on the carpet in front of the fire. She watched the flames dance for a minute before it occurred to her that they were moving. She sat bolt upright and looked around. Miriam was gone. She looked down and a felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment, she was still naked. 

Hurriedly she put on her sweatpants and tee shirt before looking around. Disappointment welled up inside her as she realized that Miriam really was gone. That brief time with the elfish girl had been the most incredible in her life. She had never experienced anything like that before and now doubted she ever would again. 

She glanced down and saw two small boxes on the carpet by where she had been lying. She bent down and picked them up. Both were the same size and wrapped identically in gold foil with green ribbons tied about them. One was addressed to her and the other was for Topanga. They were both from "Santa's Helper".

A little dejected, Phaedra sat on the couch and looked at the small box. The paper seemed to glimmer and sparkle in the dim light. It was so beautiful she almost didn't want to unwrap it. With a sigh she pulled the ribbon and tore off the paper. Inside was a green felt jewelry box. Opening the box she saw a silver ring adorned with a single red ruby. Slid through the ring was a note. Pulling it out she read:

Phaedra,

Although our time tonight was brief, I must tell you that in all my long years you were one of the most alluring lovers I have ever had. I don't know exactly what drove me to spell you and make love to you but I think it was something I saw in your eyes. Whatever it was captured my heart like nothing has in hundreds of years. I truly hope you enjoyed that experience as much as I did. I look forward to the next time I can be with you and we can spend more time together. 

I hope you enjoy the gift I have given you. The ring has many magical properties that you will come to understand as time passes. The ring will guide you. Some powers are strong, some are subtle, all are delicious.

The one power that your ring has that I will tell you about is the ability to call me. Kiss the ring and say my name and I will come to you when I can. 

Take care my love, 

Miriam

P.S. Make sure to give your sister her gift as soon as possible. Enjoy.

Phaedra reread the note twice before rolling it back up and taking out the ring. She studied the ring as she thought about what had really happened that evening. She had never really believed in magic before and had certainly not believed in Santa Clause in a very long time but now she wasn't so sure. She would have put the whole thing off as a dream but with the note and ring staring her in the face, it had obviously happened. 

She spun the ring in her fingers, idly studying at it as she considered what to do. She decided that she really had only two choices, put the ring on or don't.

With only a brief hesitation, she closed her eyes and slipped the ring onto her finger. She held her breath wondering if whatever the ring was going to do would hurt. Seconds ticked past. She carefully opened one eye, then the other. Nothing happened.

She giggled a little as she realized how foolish it all seemed. She was putting on a supposedly magic ring given to her by a beautiful elf that was one of Santa's helpers. She wondered if she might be loosing her mind.

Her giggling almost caused her to miss it; a faint tingling began on the finger with the ring. From there the tingling got stronger as it spread up her arm and across her chest. As the tingling sensation passed over each breast her nipples became immediately stiff and she felt a subtle rush of pleasure as if a lover had gently squeezed them. Scared, she tried to pull off the ring but found that it wouldn't budge; it was as if it had become glued on.

Phaedra was near panic now as the sensation continued to spread over her body. As it climbed up her neck and over her scalp she could feel her hair trying to stand on end.

When it reached her pussy she let out a gasp. It felt as if it crawled over her skin and went right up inside her. She thought she could feel the entire inside of her sex tingling. 

With a suddenness that left her feeling drained and shaky, the feeling stopped. She looked down at the ring again and was surprised to see the ruby glow a deep red. As she watched the glow began to pulse slowly then fade. She tried again to remove the ring but it still refused to come off and she gave up. She thought that maybe she would be able to get it off with some soap. As she thought, the glow had faded. It looked like a normal ring again. She decided that whatever it had done was probably over and getting it off could wait till morning. 

Feeling a little drained by the evening's events, Phaedra sat and tried to collect her thoughts but as she tried to think over what had happened her thoughts kept drifting away from her and she couldn't seem to concentrate. She decided that she needed to get some sleep and headed for the stairs.

As she placed her foot on the first step she remembered Miriam's note telling her to give Topanga her gift as soon as possible. Phaedra retrieved the gift and headed up to the small second floor bedroom they shared.

The door at the top of the stairs creaked as Phaedra pushed it slowly open. The long, narrow room was in near total darkness, the only light coming from the streetlight outside. She switched on the small table lamp beside her bed as she sat down. Topanga lay asleep in a bed that was directly across from her own. As Phaedra sat down she studied her sister in the subdued light. 

Topanga lay on her side with her head pillowed on her hand. Her shoulder length light brown hair was untied and lay fanned out on the pillow behind her. She had a slender slightly Roman nose and full lips that were slightly parted as she snored softly. Phaedra's eyes trailed downward over the feminine curves that were mostly obscured by the blankets. She didn't really have to look. She knew them well because they were exactly the same as her own. 




Helper's Gift



While some identical twins only looked somewhat alike, especially as they got older, Topanga and Phaedra still looked exactly alike. They walked alike, talked alike, had the same taste in clothes and even cut their hair in the same style. Over the years Phaedra had lost count of the times that friends and even their parents got them confused.

As Phaedra studied the smooth sweep of Topanga's curves she felt a heat rising in her chest and a pang of longing. She pictured the long legs, curvy hips, flat stomach and firm breasts in her mind as she sat and fiddled with the gift in hands. She wondered why she would be feeling like this suddenly. She had seen her sister sleeping thousands of times before. They had even shared a bed many times growing up and she never felt any kind of sexual attraction for her sister. But as she looked at Topanga the feelings of excitement only increased. 

Frightened and confused, Phaedra got up and walked to the other end of the room. She paused in the small area between their desks and tried to get control of her raging emotions. What was wrong with her, she thought. She couldn't be feeling like that about her sister. She tried to figure out what was happening but was afraid that she already knew. With a bit of dread she looked down at the ring on her hand. Again, it glowed that same deep red. 

A shock of pleasure touched her mind for an instant making her gasp. She looked at the ring again and somehow understood what she had to do. She didn't really know how but she knew that the ring had told her. 

Quietly she went back to her bed and picked up her sisters gift. Unwrapping it quickly she opened the box and looked inside. The ring inside was identical to her's except the stone was an emerald. 

Phaedra pulled the ring from the box and kissed the stone before moving to her sister's bed. Slowly, gently so as not to wake her Topanga, she pulled back the blankets and lifted her sister's left hand. Topanga mumbled quietly at the touch and rolled onto her back. As she rolled the blankets fell away and Phaedra's eyes fell on her sister's firm breasts, covered only by a thin nightgown. She studied them for several long moments, watching the steady rise and fall of the full mounds as her own heart raced in anticipation. She felt a twinge insider her and another shock of pleasure from the ring rippled through her body. Biting her lower lip, she took her sister's ring and slipped it over her finger. With growing excitement she held the ring with one hand and brought her own ring over to it. After only a brief hesitation she tapped the two stones together.

Topanga's ring began to glow with an inner light like Phaedra's. As she watched another shock of delight coursed through her body. She somehow knew it was a reward for obeying. The glows increased as she watched, one red, the other green. The pulsing glow was accompanied by the same tingling that Phaedra had felt before. This time she knew what to expect and she let herself enjoy the feel as it crawled over her breasts, up her neck and down into her sex. 

She watched with delight as she saw her sister's head roll from side to side as she moaned in her sleep. She could see Topanga's nipples stiffen, making two small tents in her shirt. Lost in the moment, Phaedra reached across and gently pinched one of them. 

She gasped in surprise and delight at the same instant as her sister did. She had felt it just as surely as if she had pinched her own nipple. Phaedra knew it was the magic in the rings. Somehow they had linked the sisters together. 

Topanga moaned more loudly in her sleep. One of her hands went to the breast Phaedra had just touched. 

Phaedra moaned when she felt the hand rest on her sister's breast, just as if it were on her own. She had to look down to check that there really was nothing touching her because it felt so real. With amazement she noticed she could even feel the soft firmness of the mattress pressing into her sister's back. She really could feel everything Topanga felt. It was just like when she had made love to Miriam but even stronger. 

An evil grin played over her lips as she considered. It stood to reason that if she could feel everything that Topanga felt then it probably worked the other way around too. 

Tentatively, she ran a finger slowly around her own nipple, tracing the hard nub through the thin material of her tee shirt. She had to resist the urge to pinch the sensitive skin and roll it in her fingers. 

A shiver of excitement coursed through her as she watched her sister arch her back slightly and sigh softly in her sleep. Feeling bolder, she started to roll one, then both of her nipples with her fingers as she watched her sister. 

Topanga moaned in her sleep and arched her back more while her head lolled from side to side. Her open mouth worked a little as if she were kissing someone that Phaedra couldn't see. One of her hands started to move slowly, trailing an inch at a time downward along her flat stomach. 

Phaedra shared her sister's moan as she felt an invisible hand trailing down her own stomach. The moan turned to a gasp as the ghost fingers finally made it to her sex. She could feel the touch as if she were being touched through a pair of silk panties. It was an odd sensation since she knew that she wasn't wearing any. 

Topanga's knees came up slightly and her thighs spread as she clumsily caressed herself in her sleep. Her moans were becoming more frequent and louder, mirroring Phaedra's own sounds.

Unable to resist any longer, Phaedra stood up, pulling her shirt off over her head and yanking her sweatpants down. She collapsed back onto her own bed and with shaking hands started to run her fingers over her wet sex. A loud groan escaped her lips as she felt her own fingers and her sisters at the same time. The feel of two hands worth of fingers in the same place was slightly disconcerting at first but once she got used to it the feeling was incredible. Her free hand went to her breast and resumed twisting her hard nipple, making her groan even louder.

As Phaedra's fingers circled her clit she heard Topanga mumble something. Her hands froze. After a second of stunned surprise she slid off her bed and crawled over to lean close to Topanga, hoping her sister would say the words again. Phaedra's excitement built as her fingers resumed toying with her clit. She thought she knew what her sister had said but she wanted to be sure. 

Topanga mumbled again, "Oh, Phaedra..."

Phaedra gasped and shuddered with delight. Topanga was dreaming about her. With that realization the last of her restraint evaporated and Phaedra gave in completely to her lust. Biting her lower lip to stifle her cry, she pushed two fingers as deep as she could into her dripping wet sex. Pleasure exploded through her body as she felt her pussy clench at the sudden invasion. 

Topanga shrieked as she shared Phaedra's passion. Her eyes snapped open and she stared around in confusion. Her eyes locked on Phaedra and she moaned. "Phaedra... what... what... ohhhh..." Her hands stopped their caressing and gripped the blankets as her head rolled back with another moan. 

"Are you ready sis?" Phaedra asked in a husky voice.

"What... what's... happening?" Topanga managed to ask as she writhed. 

With her two fingers still pushed as deep as she could get them. Phaedra started to rub her clit with the tip of her thumb. She could feel the surging tension building inside her at an astounding rate and she groaned knowing release was only moments away. To her shock, Topanga sat up suddenly and wrapped her arms around her neck, crushing their lips together in a fierce, passionate kiss. She felt Topanga savagely push her tongue onto her mouth as her sister whimpered in helpless, confused ecstasy. She could still taste Miriam's sex on her own tongue and wondered what Topanga thought of it. The feel of her own lips pressed against Topanga's was a little disorienting but deliciously erotic. 

Just when Phaedra didn't think she could possible take anymore, she felt herself reach the summit. With a scream of unearthly pleasure both sisters came. Phaedra collapsed backwards, pulling Topanga down onto the floor with her. The feel of her sister's body on top of her, her solid weight, her firm arms and legs and her soft breasts only served to add to her climax. Phaedra pushed one leg up in between her sister's thighs. She gasped in rapture at the wondrous feel as her sister pushed back, grinding her silk covered sex against her. Topanga ground against her, riding her thigh, driving them both even higher. 

"Phaedra!" Topanga shrieked as she got up on all fours. "I love you!" She cried as she continued to ride Phaedra's thigh with wild abandon.

At her sister's words Phaedra came again. She felt a gush of hot wetness against her thigh and knew that her sister was cumming as well. She yanked Topanga's nightgown up. Her arms wrapped around her sister's slender body and she latched onto on of Topanga's stiff nipples, sharing the feel with her sister. 

Topanga pushed away and hurriedly pulled the nightgown off over her head. She then yanked hard at her panties. Phaedra could feel the sharp stab of pain as they bit into her sister's flesh before the flimsy material gave and ripped off. With an animal cry, Topanga resumed humping Phaedra's thigh. Holding herself up with one hand she grasped a handful of Phaedra's hair and crushed her face to her breast. 

Their cries and moans filled the room as they shared climax after climax until finally they collapsed into each other's arms, completely exhausted. Phaedra reveled in the feel of both their naked bodied entwined together. She reached up and pinched one of her sister's nipples. Her gasp and smile mirrored her sisters. 

"That was incredible." Topanga finally mumbled. 

"I know. You were delicious." Phaedra said as she twirled her tongue around her sister's ear, savoring the shared feelings.

"But how..." Topanga broke off with a gasp as Phaedra's wandering hand found her still very wet and very sensitive clit. 

"It's our Christmas gift." Phaedra managed to get out, "From a special friend."

"But..." Topanga started.

"Shhh." Phaedra shushed in her ear. "We still have a few hours before morning. Let's not waste them." She said as she pushed her finger into her sister. "I'll explain it all later." 

"Phaedra..." Topanga moaned helplessly.

Phaedra licked her sister's ear, "Merry Christmas Sweetheart."



Helpful



I heard her hit the floor just as the door was closing. I quickly used my foot to keep the door from locking me out as it closed.

Pushing the door back open, I found my co-worker Carly had fallen on her face, dead drunk in the entryway of her hotel room.

I couldn't help but notice that her already short skirt had ridden up a bit, giving me a good look at her toned thighs. Damn, that yoga was really working for her!

Yes, I "checked her out" before checking how she was...I'm a guy, after all. I turned her over and made sure she was still breathing. Yep, but holy shit her liquor breath could start a car! Not that I hadn't had a few drinks myself, but she had so many that night that I don't think she was aware I had walked her back to her room, much less of anything now that she had faceplanted.

'First things first,' I thought. 'Can't leave her sprawled on the carpet. Let's get her into bed.' I reached under her arms and dragged her to the bed, and with some effort managed to lift her up enough to pull her on top of the mattress.

I removed her shoes, and with some awkward manipulation of the covers and the dead weight of her body she was covered up and ready for the night. She smelled nice, I realized as I breathed heavy from my recent exertion.

Carly was an attractive thirtysomething blonde, a single mom, and still trying to hold on to her party girl past, if tonight was any indication. A group of us had headed out to a piano bar at one of the hotels here in Vegas, and the sales manager had bought us a couple of rounds. I bought myself a couple more drinks before heading out to the slot machines, but by the time I returned to the bar Carly was alone and obviously unable to think straight. Being the helpful guy I am, I took her arm and walked her back to the hotel. The last half block I had to put her arm around my shoulders and my arm around her waist to keep her walking. I think her eyes were closed for the walk from the elevator to her room. I had opened it up with the key card from her purse, let her stumble in, and...

...and that's where this story started. It's best to start with something exciting, don't you think?

Anyway, where was I? Oh yes, Carly's perfume and probably also her pheromones had permeated my tipsy brain and I realized that she probably wouldn't be comfortable sleeping in her clothes. I know I wouldn't, and she had the additional discomfort of a bra! We had a trade show to attend in the morning, and she needed a good night's sleep.

Pulling back the covers, I surveyed the unconscious woman. She wasn't the prettiest thing, but she was one of those outgoing, funny women that were easy to like, and her recent athletic kick didn't hurt her attractiveness.

I unbuttoned her skirt and slid it down her shapely legs. I stopped when I noticed that she didn't have any panties on. Her trimmed blonde muff looked back at me, her pussy lips playing peek-a-boo.

I remembered the pianist at the bar had called out for the women who weren't wearing underwear tonight to sound off, and Carly had been one of the ladies who gave a big loud "WOOOO!" back. Heh, how had I forgotten that?

'Oh well,' I thought, 'her skirt's almost off anyway.' I pulled it the rest of the way off, then paused a moment, getting a good look at my co-workers' half-naked body.

Next I reached forward and unbuttoned her blouse. That took a bit of work getting off, requiring rolling her from one side to the other, and when I was done Carly was laying there in just her lacy red bra.

What I could see of her melons spilling out the top of the tight bra was incredible. They were probably better than her legs. I guess maybe boobs get nicer after you have a kid? The couple busts I had seen in my limited sex life just couldn't compare, and this was with her bra on.

Rolling her to the side again, I unfastened the brassiere and slipped it off.

Before me was the sexiest woman I had ever seen in my life. Well, in person, anyway...you can't beat porn, right? Her recent diet and exercise kick had done wonders for her trim stomach. Her hips were curvy, but not too much; just enough to highlight that she was a "yummy mummy." And those boobs...my God, they were incredible, not droopy or showing stretch marks, but round with large nipples pointing out from pink puffy areolae.

With a sigh I re-covered her and left the bed, heading towards the door.

Looking back, I noticed...did Carly just shiver?

Being Las Vegas, the air conditioning was cranked up pretty high. I didn't want to mess with her preferred room temperature, but I also didn't want her to catch a chill.

If I had been thinking clearly I probably would have grabbed an extra blanket or something from the closet, but all the blood that would have been feeding my brain was in a different head by this point.

I decided I would help by sharing my body warmth.

I removed my shoes and slipped into bed with my naked co-worker, rolling her on her side, facing away from me, so we could spoon. I ran my hands over her legs and arms, warming them up. My hands roved over her midsection and I might have bumped against her breasts a little in my helpfulness.

I realized that I was uncomfortable in my clothes. That's why I had removed Carly's, after all; for comfort. I slipped my pants, socks and shirt off, keeping my underwear on; I was trying to raise her body temperature, not molest her, after all.

I sidled back up against Carly, her back against my chest and her butt against my lap, rubbing my hands over her body to warm her up. The warmth of her skin on mine and the heady smell of her made my cock harder, and it tented out the front of my underwear.

At some point during my ministrations my fabric-covered prick felt a wet warmth against the tip. It felt good so I made sure to move my hips a bit as I rubbed my hands over Carly's hips, her inner thighs, her stomach, the underside of her breasts. As my breathing rate increased and my hot breath touched the back of my co-worker's neck I could sense an increase in her own breath rate.

I figured at that point Carly should have been fully warmed up, and was about to extricate myself, when she rolled her hips. A magical warm, wet feeling slid along the tip of my dick. I didn't realize what it was at the time, but my cock head, with the protective fabric of my underwear wet with my pre-cum, had probably dipped into her vagina a little and back out. Her suggestive hip movements continued and I realized that she was turned on.

I didn't want to leave her (or me, for that matter) hanging, so I quickly doffed my underwear and returned to the spoon position. Carly continued to roll her hips, and my bare cock felt fantastic as its tip bounced off of various parts of her nether regions. I couldn't see what it was touching; all I knew was that it felt incredible.

I massaged Carly's tit as I gave my hips a little thrust. It felt even better. On the next thrust the tip of my cock was surrounded by that same wonderful warm wetness, and then it awkwardly slipped out again. Carly moaned in what seemed to be frustration.

I shuffled my hips down, adjusting the angle. On my next thrust I felt the wet heat surround my cock again, a soft but tight caress keeping it from slipping out, and I knew that I had buried a couple of inches of my penis inside the unconscious woman's pussy.

I paused, savoring the feeling, so soft and yet tight and so, so warm. Carly didn't pause, though, continuing to roll her hips and pushing herself back and down. Another couple inches of my incredibly hard cock sank into her hot, wet depths.

I continued my thrusting and Carly her hip rolling until my cock was fully buried inside her. I continued to massage the single mom's boob, pinching the nipple lightly. Carly was making soft, "nn, nn" sounds as we coupled.

This was my first time without a condom and I wasn't going to last much longer. I was planning to pull out and spray my cum on her butt, but then realized that I would have then left her with a rapidly cooling puddle to sleep in, and that wouldn't be very comfortable! I hadn't brought any condoms and I had no idea if Carly had any - I certainly couldn't ask her - but by this point rational thought was pretty much gone.

I jammed my cock as far as I could into the oblivious beauty's body and grunted as a week's worth of sperm-filled semen raced up my cock shaft and spewed into her welcoming pussy. I had been so turned on by everything that had happened that evening that my orgasm extended itself beyond normal. Both of us gasped as spurt after spurt of dangerous babymaking cum was forcefully injected deep into the unprotected reproductive system of my insensate lover.

Finally, still shaking from the powerful orgasm, I realized that if I pulled out I'd make a similar mess to if I had pulled out before cumming, leaving Carly with a cold puddle to sleep in. I awkwardly reached for the tissue box on the side table while making sure I stayed embedded in her pussy. Grabbing several tissues, I placed them under where we were joined and carefully extricated myself. Satisfied that I hadn't made a mess on the sheets, I wadded up some more tissues and pushed them inside the entrance to Carly's vagina, trapping the cum.

I covered the sexy woman back up, got my clothes on, and went back to my own room to sleep.

The next morning Carly asked around if anybody knew who had gotten her back to her room, but nobody but I knew, and I wanted to remain the anonymous helper.

I would never forget that night, and Carly missing her next period ensured that she would never forget not remembering it.



Helpful Family



It all started when I was about 6 months pregnant. My husband and I always had a very active sex life but around four months it started to be too painful for sex. I kept him supplied with blowjobs for the next month but I started getting nauseated during those and that came to a halt. I gave him hand jobs but I knew he wasn't satisfied and I was disappointed that I couldn't please him. I didn't think he would cheat on me but being in our early twenties he had a very high sex drive and had ran out of things to try.

We lived with my mom and dad and they had the opposite relationship in the sex department that Tyler and I had. My dad drinks a lot..a whole lot. By bed time he is usually passed out on the couch and no good to mom in the bedroom. Our house is really small and there is not much privacy. I can only remember hearing mom and dad having sex 3 or 4 times in the last 3 or 4 years. I shared everything with my mom, so she knew all the facts about the lack of sex between Tyler and myself. She actually started telling me about the lack of sex between her and dad, something she had never shared before. 

At some point during the conversation without fully thinking I made the comment maybe her and Tyler should sleep together. Mom looked at me and responded yeah maybe we should. After a few moments of silence, mom asked if I was serious. I told her that I would rather him sleep with her than cheat on me with someone else. Mom said it would be nice to have a real cock instead of a battery operated one. I told her I would talk to Tyler about it to make sure that there wouldn't be any weird feelings about it and that it was just sex only. We hugged and she said she was nervous but excited about it as well.

Mom and I really didn't look anything alike. I was five foot ten and really thin with 34d breast and blonde hair. I didn't have much of a figure really but with long legs and big tits I got my share of looks. Mom was about six inches shorter same colored hair and even though her breast were only 36c she had a nice body with a really great ass. Tyler had remarked before that if I had my mom's ass I would have it all.

As Tyler and I laid down for bed that night I swallowed the lump in my throat and told him what Mom and I had discussed. His first reaction was "you're joking" to which I assured him I wasn't, he then accused me of setting a trap. I finally told him the whole story and why it was ok for them to have sex. The only rule was they couldn't have sex without me being at least in the house and they couldn't tell each other they loved them. He agreed with everything and said he was nervous but excited too which I replied "I've heard that before"

Dad had planned a trip for the following weekend so he was going to be gone from Friday morning until Sunday night so the timing couldn't have been any better. I had made the decision not to be in the same room as the two of them, but decided I might peak thru the door. Mom called me into her bedroom and asked if she could wear something sexy that she didn't get to dress up any more. I told her Tyler would like that and I would let her know when he gets out of the shower and turned and left the room.

As I walked towards our bedroom Tyler came out of the hall bathroom. He had just finished his shower and was still naked. He was a couple inches shorter than me, stocky built with brown curly hair. He had a small amount of hair on his chest than ran down in a treasure trail to his cock. His cock is only six inches long but it is thick, real thick freakish thick. My pussy started tingling as he stood there completely nude. I hadn't seen him like this in a couple of weeks and I was horny for him. I told him to go on in the bedroom that mom had a surprise for him. He pulled me to him and kissed me as he ran his tongue deep inside my mouth, his cock got hard as I squeezed him tightly. I was really horny and jealous of the two of them now. 

I waited in the hall until mom came out. She looked amazing. She had on black matching bra and thong panties that were see thru lace, black thigh highs and high heel shoes. I was jealous of her for looking that good and getting my man, but I was happy knowing that they both were fixing to get something they both needed. Mom looked nervous as I hugged her and told her to just have fun and to please my man. She kissed me on my cheek, gave me a wink and said she planned to do both.

I stood with the bedroom door barely cracked open as mom entered the room. Tyler was laying on his back with his head propped up, stroking his hard cock. Mom walked toward the bed as Tyler started to get up. Mom told him to stay put and climbed onto the bed and went straight for his cock. She wrapped her lips around it and took the whole thing in her mouth, sucking his cock like a crazy woman. It seemed like forever before she came up for air, deep throating his cock the whole time. Tyler was fucking her mouth by thrusting his cock deep down her throat as fast and hard as I ever seen him. Mom stopped long enough to tell him to go ahead and cum that he was young enough to get another hard on quick. Tyler told her ok as she went down on him again. I could tell by the look on his face he was getting close as he told her he was fixing to cum. Mom never stopped and took his load in her mouth as he fucked her mouth so hard I thought he was going to choke her.

Mom finished licking his cock clean and rolled over on her back as she undone her bra. For a mother of two and being in her mid forties, her tits were still nice and firm and even though they weren't as big as mine, they were very attractive. She told Tyler it was his time to take care of her and spread her legs inviting him to her pussy. He tried to take her panties off but mom told him to leave them on and pulled them to one side, exposing her smooth hairless pussy. Tyler dove in tongue first and buried his face in her pussy. Mom grabbed his hair with both hands and her eyes rolled back in her head as she groaned loudly. She began bucking her pussy wildly and grinding her clit against his mouth, instructing him to lick her pussy. It didn't take nearly as long for her to cum as it did for Tyler. She screamed with extacy when she started cumming as Tyler licked and sucked her pussy faster and faster. 

Mom told Tyler to roll onto his back which exposed his cock that has returned to rock hard status. I could see that Mom's pussy was dripping wet as she straddled Tyler setting down on his hard fat cock. Mom again groaned loudly as Tyler began slapping mom's ass while thrusting his cock fast and hard inside her pussy. Mom grabbed Tyler's head and shoved her right tit into his mouth. Tyler started sucking her tits going from one then to the other while she was grinding and bucking on his cock using every inch of it for her pleasure.

They went at it like this for several minutes when Tyler grabbed her around the waist and rolled over on top of her. Mom grabbed her legs and put them on top of his shoulders as Tyler started to pound her pussy. I could hear the suction of mom's pussy around Tyler's cock as he thrust in and out of her. Mom was screaming for Tyler to fuck her faster and harder while he was grunting with every in and out. They fucked like this for what seemed like an hour until Tyler maneuvered her into a doggy style position. She tried to stay on her hands and knees, but Tyler was pounding her so hard and fast she collapsed flat on her stomach. Tyler never missed a lick and continued to fuck her like a porn star.

Mom started screaming she was about to cum and for Tyler to fuck her harder. Tyler shouted he was about to come as mom's orgasm caused her to shake and tremble. Tyler unloaded in her pussy and pumped her full until he collapsed on top of her. I could see the chill bumps and sweat covering their bodies as Tyler rolled off her and onto his back. He seen me in the door and smiled as he slapped mom's ass.

This was the first of many times the two of them would fuck until our baby was born. I had never seen my mom as happy as she was for the four months her and Tyler had sex. However when the Dr. released me to have sex, the relationship between her and Tyler had to come to an end, however when Tyler and I baby was born my Dad quit drinking. The sex life between mom and dad picked up, sex life between Tyler and me resumed to normal, until one night when everything changed...but that's another story.



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Steve and Lisa had been married for quite a while. Even after two kids, their sex life was anything but boring. They loved telling each other their fantasies and when they could sneak it in, playing those fantasies in the bedroom.

One morning, as they were curled up in bed, Steve began whispering his latest fantasy in her ear. He used his middle finger to slide up and down her slit as he began to tell her how he longed to watch her with another man. 

Lisa didn't know if it was the finger working her up noticing the sheet start to rise over Steve's dick as he told her his latest fantasy. It took no more than a moment before she was wet enough that his finger slipped deep inside her as his thumb brushed her clit. Her legs spread slightly, giving him more access for a deeper stroke. As he began to work the second finger in, sounds started coming from the other room, letting them know that their playtime was over, and it was back to being parents again. 

This fantasy kept coming up over the period of a couple of months, and they both were trying to figure out ways of making it happen. Who would they have join them? Should they put out an ad? Would it be awkward? Most importantly, how would they know that the guy wouldn't be a creep?

Carl was a tall, black man who had been friends with Steve before they got their degrees. They didn't go to the same college, but they met about that time playing role playing games. And though they didn't work in the same industry or have many of the same hobbies, they were good friends and helped each other whenever possible. 

One day, Carl came over to help build a play set for the kids in the back yard. He excused himself to go use the restroom. On his way there, the master bedroom door was open slightly and something caught Carl's eye. 

First the first time, Carl saw Lisa naked. Well, mostly naked. She had a towel on her head as she got out of the shower. He saw her profile and enjoyed the sight of her large breasts with quarter sized nipples. As she turned and pulled the towel off her head, he also got a chance to admire her beautiful ass. 

Unknown to Carl, Steve had looked down the hall and seen Carl standing there. He could see that Carl liked what he saw. Steve waited a moment or so, and moved from view before yelling out, "Are we going to get this thing built today or are you gonna jack off in the bathroom all morning?" 

The yell had two effects. First, it woke Carl up enough out of his day dream to move forward to the guest restroom. Second, it made Lisa aware that the bedroom door was open a bit, and she swore she saw a shadow pass by the door. 

Lisa moved to close the door when she heard the other restroom door close. She had an idea what had just happened. Carl, she believed, had seen her through the crack of the door. At first, she didn't know how she should feel. Some man, who wasn't her husband, just saw her naked. She was nervous and embarrassed at first. Then, mere moments later, she felt her body begin to tingle, and her clit throb slightly. She knew she was excited, and that if she thought she could get away with it, she would take care of her needs quickly before having to watch the kids in the yard. But time wasn't on her side, and she quickly got dressed and headed to the yard to watch the kids.

She watched as Steve and Carl worked in the warm sun, sweating and swearing as they realized how much work they had in front of them. 

After four hours with plenty of breaks for lemonade, the play set was completed. Their shirts were plastered against their backs and chest, and after a few minutes of socializing, Carl made his goodbyes so that he could go home and jump into the shower. 

That evening, after the kids went to bed, they sat on the couch and enjoyed the quiet of the house. As they sat there, Steve moved closer to Lisa and began kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear. Instantly, Lisa was relaxed. She had forgotten that her body had needs from earlier, but her memory was quickly coming back to her. 

Steve reached his hand between her legs and gently pet her pussy through her clothing. "I think Carl saw you after you got out of the shower," Steve whispered. "And I am pretty sure he liked what he saw as he stood there for a while."

Lisa melted into the couch against Steve's hand. She was right. Carl was watching her as she got out of the shower. Carl wasn't unattractive. She just never thought of him in that light until today. She was fantasizing slightly when she realized that Steve was telling her how he would enjoy watching her with Carl. She was having the same idea. 

Steve picked Lisa up and carried her to the bedroom. They kissed along the way there. He laid her on the bed, and removed her shorts and underwear, and began to eat her. Each time he came up for air, he would add comments and thoughts to what he would love to watch her do. 

After Lisa came on his face a couple of times, Steve curled up in bed next to her as they hatched a plan to make this fantasy come true. Over the next couple of weeks, they installed "nanny-cam" type devices around the room and a web cam in the closet that was hidden by a two-way mirror. They had sex all over the room and recorded it on a computer Steve set up in the garage for the afternoon of the excitement and the next night, as their excitement built, he would show her where the best angles were and how beautiful she looked in what positions. 

Once all the cameras were in place, Steve called Carl and asked that if he didn't have plans on Saturday to come over and help paint a couple of rooms in the house. He pointed out that the kids would be at grandmas and that Lisa would be helping. 

Carl didn't want to spend his day off doing work around someone's house, especially after this week. However, every time he closed his eyes as of late, he would recall seeing Lisa standing there naked, and his shaft would start to stiffen. After hemming and hawing in his mind for a moment or two, Carl agreed and even offered to bring some refreshments. 

Saturday morning, everything was in place. Lisa had to fend Steve off. She wanted Steve so worked up that after Carl left, he would continue fulfilling her needs. Steve had prepped the garage with food and snacks, hoping it would be a long time. Then made one last check of the computer and the cameras. 

Deciding everything was a good, he then went to the living room and put a couple of cans of paint out so that their story had some credibility. When Carl pulled up, Steve ran to the bedroom and told Lisa. She turned on the shower water and let it run so that it would be heard. Steve invited Carl in and they sat and talked for a moment before going into the kitchen. 

On queue, Steve's cell phone rang. "I have to take this," he said as he looked at his phone. He stepped into the dining room and talked into the phone. It was Lisa on the other end, calling as arranged. If Carl was listening in, he wouldn't be able to tell as Steve got into the role and started talking sternly into the phone and asking where certain people were, as he wasn't suppose to be on call this weekend. 

Lisa, having a little bit of fun was telling Steve how she was about to get into the shower to get herself ready to fuck his best friend. How she always wondered about black men and how she hoped they all were, or at least in this case, Carl was as well-hung as they are rumored to be. 

Steve was having a hard time hiding his smile. If he kept talking much longer, he would have to worry about hiding other things. He hung up the phone tersely and went into the kitchen. 

"I can't believe this. The person on call caught the flu. His back up went to Vegas. I have to run to the office. I bet it is something that is just as simple as a reset. I should be back in about half an hour to forty-five minutes. You let Lisa know that I had to run to the office and I will be right back?" He didn't even wait for Carl to respond. He was in the driveway and in the car within a minute. 

Carl didn't believe it. He could have slept in a little bit longer. Or at least hit the gym. "Well, might as well turn on the TV while I wait," he thought to himself. After the sound of the car leaving died down, Carl realized that he heard Lisa in the shower. He had a couple of minutes to figure out how he could see her naked again. 

Lisa was in the shower, finding it hard to not run her finger up and down her slit or accidentally touch her throbbing clit. She was very excited as she slid the razor over her pussy lips, making sure that she was perfectly groomed before having Carl come in the room. And she had to wait a few minutes to make sure that Steve parked the car out of sight and make it back into the garage before his private show began. She didn't think she would be able to hold off too much longer. 

Fortunately, she didn't have to. She shut the shower off and toweled her body dry, ensuring that she only gave a cursory swipe to her throbbing body parts as to not drive herself any crazier. She looked out the window for the sign that Steve was in the garage. The sign wasn't there, but Steve was. He looked up at her and smiled. Blowing her a kiss, he turned and went in to the garage through the side door. 

She took the towel off her body and draped it over the bed. She took a deep breath. Then Lisa braced herself and screamed as if she saw a spider.

On instinct, Carl ran through the house to find out what made Lisa scream. He was in the doorway looking briefly at Lisa, then looking around the room. Lisa pretended to catch her breath and pointed to a corner and say that she saw a huge spider. 

Unsure how to proceed, Carl walked in the room tentatively. He wanted to save Lisa from the dreaded spider. He had to forcefully not look over at his friend's wife as she stood there naked. 

From the glimpses he allowed himself, he saw that her nipples were standing on end and that they were bigger than her remembered from his previous viewing. He also noticed that she was completely shaved smooth from the neck down and that she made no effort to hide anything. 

Lisa thought it was cute that Carl was pretending not to notice that she was naked. If it weren't for what Steve and she had planned, she would think it gentlemanly of him. She did notice that his pants started tenting in front of him as he looked around in the area that she pointed. She knew that she wasn't going to be disappointed. 

Carl, being somewhat nervous, explained that Steve got called into the office and would be back shortly, but he was glad that he was there to take care of her issue while Steve was gone. 

Lisa realized how easy it would be to convince Carl to take care of a certain issue in particular. After a moment of not seeing the spider, Carl stood and turned around, and found that Lisa was right against him, practically falling into his arms. She looked into his eyes with a hunger and desire that Carl never expected to see of her. He leaned forward and kissed her deeply. He was briefly shocked that she didn't resist, and was more than encouraged when she returned his kiss. He reached, wrapping one hand around her waist and using his other hand to gently stroke her cheek. She had her hands on either side of his hips as she felt his dick pushing his pants into her stomach. She knew that at least in Carl's case, the rumors were not an exaggeration. 

She reached one hand down between them and started stroking him through is pants as she playfully kissed him. She then broke the kiss and moved her head to the side, inviting him to feast on her neck. 

She was just about to undo his pants when the phone rang. She knew it was Steve since it was arranged, but almost wished he didn't call. She moved back slowly, looking down at the rise in his pants as she moved towards the phone. 

Carl didn't move an inch. He didn't want to miss this opportunity. Lisa noticed that he adjusted himself so that he would at least be a bit more comfortable while she waited. He almost lost it when she said, "Hello, Steve." However, he overheard that he wasn't going to be able to rush home. 

Lisa explained after she got off the phone that the problem is going to take a little bit of analysis and to tell Carl to feel free to stay and enjoy himself, and that they will probably have to put off painting for a few weeks. 

Standing there, unsure what to do, Carl began to mumble. He wasn't complaining that he showed up for no reason now, but that he didn't know what that meant for his current situation. 

Lisa didn't leave him standing there long. She returned to him and kissed him, as she fished for his zipper and reached inside. She knew that she wasn't going to be disappointed. She barely could close her fingers around his shaft due to the girth, and it took her less than two strokes to realize how much bigger Carl was than Steve. 

Steve was in the garage and practically she his clothes by this point. He looked at the screen and saw a profile view. He couldn't wait to see what Carl had to work with and see his wife take it all. He never realized how excited he would be. The interracial aspect added a dimension that he didn't know existed. When Carl's cock was released from his pants, Carl's jaw dropped. Not only did it look sexy seeing Lisa's lily white hand on the dark shaft, but Carl easily was hung like a porn star. Steve didn't know if he regretted his decision now or was more excited by it. By noticing what was on the screen, Steve knew it was too late for regrets.

Lisa fell to her knees as she stroked Carl's cock. She took the head into her mouth while looking up at him, and noticed the look of hunger in his eyes. He placed his hand on her shoulder and she almost melted to the touch. She began stroking the shaft, and tasting the first bit of precum as she made the head slippery wet with her spit. 

All three of them were enjoying what they were seeing. Carl loved seeing this beautiful woman that he began lusting recently taking the head of his cock into her lovely mouth. Lisa enjoyed seeing the dark skin against her white hand, and noticed that she didn't feel any hair on him, which made her even more excited. Steve was enjoying someone enjoying the Lisa's skillful mouth, as she began stroking his cock.

Lisa brought her hand to the head of Carl's cock and spread it open as she tongued his slit. Carl had never had this done before, but he sure knew that he would have to get this treatment more often. After moments, she took the head and part of the shaft in her mouth, taking it as deeply as she could before she reached up and unfastened his pants. She lowered them down to his knees and could swear that she heard Steve gasping from downstairs. Had she not been stroking his dick, she would have been surprised too. 

Carl took off his shirt as Lisa removed his pants. The cock slipped out of her mouth and pointed straight up, standing at least an inch if not two above his navel. 

Her pussy got even wet in anticipation. Lisa looked around the room to get her bearing, and moved to a better camera angle for Steve. She reached around Carl, and by grabbing his ass, pulled his cock deeper into her mouth. She showed what skill she had, with only one small choking sound. She took one hand and fondled the undersides of his balls, using her nails to graze them. He let out a moan, which cause Lisa to smile. 

Lisa was motivated. She wanted to make this big black cock shoot. She took the cock out of her mouth and began to stroke it as she lowered her face down to his balls. She sucked one into her mouth, then the other. She enjoyed how smooth his hairless sack felt on her tongue. Then took the cock back into her mouth and began sucking with abandon. Carl's cock was covered with saliva, shining well as she stroked. 

She tasted the precum as she continued, but that wasn't enough. She wanted to make him cum for her, and for Steve, for that matter. Steve was very visual and would love to see his wife with cum dripping out of her mouth. The image in her mind gave her more motivation, as she took Carl's cock all the way down to the base, her nose grazing his stomach on each stroke. 

The sight was all that Carl could handle. He put his hand on the back of her head, careful not to force her, but she could feel with his fingers in her hair that it was what he wanted. She was about to let him know that he could when she felt the first torrent of cum hit the back of her throat. It caught her off guard that she swallowed the first two spurts before she pulled off enough to let it ooze out of her mouth and down her cheek. 

Steve was in heaven. He was watching his friend experience his wife's great cock sucking skill, and he obviously was enjoying it. He saw how much cum came out of his wife's mouth and was surprised. Impressed even. He would be even more so if he knew that she swallowed the first bit. 

Lisa took the cock out of her mouth and continued stroking it, slurping up the cum as it came out and catching glimpses of the camera every so often. When Carl was done cumming, she licked the remaining cum off her lips. 

Steve was excited. This is exactly what he wanted. He didn't care that Carl was bigger than he. He wanted his wife filled and satisfied. That's what brought him pleasure. 

Steve found himself squeezing his dick hard every so often as to not cum quite yet. He liked to let it build up. He wasn't sure that Carl would go more than one round, but he only needed moments to find out. 

She positioned herself inline with the camera as she lay on her back. She could look up and see it, but Carl was oblivious. 

He seemed to have a new hunger in his eyes as he lowered himself to his knees and started playing with her pussy. First, he used his fingers to run up and down her slit. Feeling how wet her pussy was make him act like a dog with the smell of meat. He buried his face in between her legs, and started licking her slit in between sucking on her stiffening clit. 

Carl propped himself on his elbows, and used his thumbs to spread her pussy lips in order to get a closer look. Lisa felt his nose on her clit as he pushed his tongue inside her. When his tongue slid out, he would fill her hole with his middle finger, while he flicked his tongue over her clit. He turned his hand so that his finger brushed along her g-spot, making her more excited. Her hips began to buck, but he eased off, making her anticipation build up. He moved up her body, leaving his finger working inside her. He kissed her navel, then the undersides of her breasts. He came to her nipples and flicked his tongue over them, treating them as he did her clit, with small circles and hard flicks of his tongue, feeling each of them swell into his mouth.  

Lisa was in heaven. She was tossing her head back and forth, every so often catching a glimpse of the camera. She was lost in the moment. She wasn't too concerned with Steve. She knew he was enjoying the show. And who knows, maybe a little jealous. That excited her even more. She reached down and pulled his face up to her, and began kissing Carl. She looked at the camera as she did, and got more passionate. 

Carl was getting more excited, and worked to get a second finger inside of her. Lisa gasped in pleasure as Carl marveled at how tight she was. He was used to working in three fingers before he could get his dick inside, but he couldn't wait that long. His body was out of his control, and his dick had gotten hard again. 

Lisa suddenly noticed his dick pressing on her stomach. She didn't think he could still be hard, but as they broke their kiss, she could see that he was. 

Carl stood on his knees, showing the light glistening of sweat down his chest, and his cock standing at full attention. Both Lisa and Steve, in their respective pleasures were impressed. 





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Without thinking, Lisa moved herself closer to him, spreading her legs even more. She was so ready to feel Carl inside. She raised her legs up to his waist, opening herself to take the head of his cock. 

Showing as much patience as he could muster, he held his position as the head entered her. She was in awe with how full she felt. And it was only the head of his dick. She tossed her head back with an open mouth, and Steve looked on in utter pleasure. She never reacted that way before as far as he could tell, but she had never looked lovelier than she did at that moment.

Lisa began to move her feet to Carl's ass in order to pull him inside her. Without waiting for that to happen, Carl pushed his cock all the way into her and held it there. Lisa's back arched as her pussy throbbed and pulsated on Carl's dick. She was cumming hard. She had never been stretched like this, even with her favorite toy. Her hips ground into Carl as she tried to take even more of it, finally getting her feet around him to pull him in. 

As her orgasm subsided, Carl started fucking her slowly, working his cock in and out and filling himself go deeper with each stroke. Lisa was so we that Carl thought that if he went too fast, his balls would go inside her as well. 

They were moving in unison back and forth as Carl kept bottoming out inside her. She gasped and moaned. She even pulled her legs up so that she could take him even deeper. Carl was so excited that Lisa's hips would come off the floor on each stroke. 

After a few minutes of this, Lisa pushed Carl off her. Carl, slightly confused backed up hesitantly. She turned over, and got on all fours. She backed up against Carl. As she looked over her shoulder, she could swear his dick about doubled in size. He slid the head of his cock up and down her slit. He pushed himself in slowly as Lisa reached between her legs, spreading her lips to accept his girth. After a moment or two, he was holding his cock deep inside her. She tickled his balls with her fingertips before she began rubbing her clit. Lisa pushed back against Carl, ready to be pounded. 

Carl obliged her. He placed one hand on her hips and the other on the small of her back as he began to slide his cock in and out of her sweet wet pussy. On each out stroke, he looked down and saw his cock glistening with her juices. He would pull out until just the head was inside her, and then push himself all the way in her. Lisa smiled into the camera when her face wasn't betraying the amount of pleasure she was receiving from this black cock. 

Steve didn't even notice how hard he was stroking his dick. He thought Carl's dick was going to kill her, or at the very least, make it where she wouldn't feel him later. And he was more excited by that than he was nervous. He loved seeing his wife pleasured like this, even if he wasn't the one doing it. And before he knew it, his cock betrayed him as he sprayed cum all over his chest. He was actually surprised he lasted this long, but it was the amount of cum that surprised him most. He hadn't cum so much since he was a teenager. This was definitely one of his better ideas. He looked at the screen, and saw that Carl and Lisa were still at it. Lisa being pounded nice and hard as her large breasts swung back and forth beneath her. She feverishly rubbed her clit as she pushed back against Carl, having orgasm after orgasm. She came even more when she began to feel his cock throbbing inside of her. 

Carl played with her ass, spreading her cheeks wide to watch her. He knew he couldn't hold out much longer. Not knowing her birth control situation, Carl pulled his shiny cock out and continued to stroke it as he saw that his cock was replaced by three of her fingers. Within a few strokes, he started cumming on her sexy white ass. His first shot hit the arch and began too ooze down her back while the rest of it landed on her crack. He saw that her fingers were covered in cum as she began to rub her pussy lips and clit into a final orgasm, before falling down on her chest. 

Carl landed on top of her, smearing his cum between them. He kissed her neck, and finally her lips. They hungrily devoured each other. 

After a few moments, Lisa told Carl he should head home and clean up before Steve got back. Carl thought it was a great idea. Lisa said that she would call if Steve wanted to get any painting done this weekend. 

Carl grabbed his clothes, got dressed, as she lay there naked. He kissed her one more time, and left through the front door. She got up, and watched him leave through the window. 

In the bedroom, Steve was standing there naked and erect, ready for more. Lisa smiled an evil smile and headed for the shower. Unsure what to do, Steve followed her into the restroom. 

The rest is a story for another time.