2 comments/ 21929 views/ 2 favorites Sheryl By: jomomma141 Sheryl came to work at my job a little over a year ago and we became friends. She is 30 years old, 5'7", with a slim build. She is half Black and half Dominican, and her tits and ass are to die for. I am a 35 year old white guy, 6' tall, and a solid 200 lbs. On a particularly slow day at work, Sheryl and I were chatting and she told me that she was engaged. I asked her if she was going to have a "last hurrah" before she tied the knot and she stated that she was not wired like that. Sheryl and I continued to be friendly and we talk almost daily. If she wasn't engaged, I would definitely make a play for her, since she has a fantastic personality and a killer body. I have often fatasized about what it would be like to make love to her. We both flirt with each other, and a few times it's gotten to the point of getting us both hot and bothered. Nothing has ever happened between us, but it's clear that we find each other attractive and desirable. It was now less than a week before Sheryl's wedding day and her fiance Gary had his bachelor party. Someone from the party had secretly taken a video of the happenings and somehow a copy leaked to Sheryl. We still have no idea who took the video or who left in in Sheryl's mailbox. The video contained shots of Gary and his friends drinking, and a very beautiful Indian girl going down on his 9 inch black cock while he sat in a chair. After Gary blew his load into the Indian girl's mouth, the video cut away to a hotel room. It showed Gary fucking this girl from behind while he slapped her ass. It showed Gary screwing this chick in several different positions for over an hour, and including his blowjob, he came in her three times. Sheryl was madder than hell. Gary has no idea that she saw the video nor of it's existence. She told me that she received it, and had me come over to her place. I watched it with her at her apartment, and she cried into my shoulder and I listened to her vent. I asked Sheryl what she was going to do next. Did she still want to marry Gary or was the relationship over? After Sheryl calmed down and got a hold of herself, she told me that she was still very much in love with Gary. She wasn't going to tell him she knew about his indiscretion and was going to marry him that weekend. Sheryl and I continued to talk, and by midnight she was feeling better about what happened and said that she would forgive him. I got up from the couch and was going to say my goodbyes and go home, when Sheryl stopped me and asked me where I was going. I told her that it was getting late and I was going to go home. She walked over to me and kissed me softly on the lips. Sheryl said that since Gary had one, it was time for her "last hurrah". She continued by saying that it was time to put my money where my mouth was, regarding all my flirting with her. Sheryl led me to her bedroom and she lit a few vanilla scented candles. She kissed me again, this time a little more forcefully, her tongue slipping past my lips. As our tongues danced, she loosened my belt and unbuttoned my jeans. Her cool hand slid inside my opened pants and behind my boxer briefs, and her fingers lightly gripped at my hardening cock. She stroked my manhood, and I kicked off my sneakers. My hands wrapped around Sheryl's tiny waist and rested on her firm little ass, and I pulled her closer as we kissed. Sheryl released my hard cock and I picked her up, her legs wrapping around my hips. I carried her to her king size bed and laid her down, and I kissed at her neck and behind her ears. I unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it off of her, and I removed her red satin bra, exposing the tits I longed to see for months. Sheryl's 36C's stood firm and were capped with small dark nipples, which I found to be very sensitive to my touch. I licked and sucked on each of her nipples, getting them hard, and making her moan. I teased and caressed her tits and kissed at her neck for about fifteen minutes. Sheryl was pulling at my shirt and I let go of her luscious mounds. She pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor. She rolled me over and got on top of me, straddling my waist. Sheryl smiled at me with her perfectly straight white teeth, and she leaned down and kissed me. She went to my nipples and licked and tongued at them. She bit at them lightly and then she kissed her way down my abdomen. Sheryl slid her hand back into my pants and again gripped my cock with her long slender fingers. I was rock hard. Sheryl tugged at my waistband and pulled my pants and underwear off of my legs. My erect eight inches was pointing straight at the ceiling, and Sheryl resumed stroking it, and fondling my heavy balls. She put her warm lips to the swollen purple head, and kissed and licked at it, getting it wet with her saliva. Sheryl looked directly into my eyes and took me into her warm, wet mouth. She slowly and methodically sucked on me, and it was driving me insane. Sheryl was giving me a fantastic blowjob, and the next thing I knew, I was in her throat. Sheryl was working me towards an explosive orgasm and just as I was getting close to coming, she released my throbbing cock from between her lips. Sheryl told me that she didn't want me to cum yet, and she stood up. As her breasts bounced in front of me, Sheryl removed her heels, slacks and red satin thong. Her pussy was totally bare, and her juices were making her puffy outer lips shiny. Sheryl got back onto the bed and lowered her pussy to my lips. She spread her dark labia with her manicured fingers, and my tongue speared into her pink glistening pussy. Sheryl tasted so sweet, and I licked and sucked on her lips. A few minutes later, Sheryl removed her pussy from my tongue and positioned it over my aching cock. She slid down my pole easily, and it was a warm, snug fit. She leaned down to kiss me and then she started to fuck me. Sheryl was slow and deliberate as she screwed me. Her eyes were closed and her hands were on my chest for support. She slid up and down on my hard cock and ground her clit on the thick base. I grabbed her hips and thrust into her tight cunt each time she slid her pussy down on my cock. Sheryl and I got into a rhythm and a few moments later, her orgasm began. Sheryl's back was arched and she became stiff. Her body started to shake and when she moaned, warm cum flowed from her pussy and coated my balls and thighs. I continued to fuck Sheryl through her orgasm and then I could hold back no longer. My cock swelled and spasmed, shooting cum deep into her still quivering pussy. Sheryl pulled her sodden pussy off my cock and she got into a 69. She lowered her lips to my cock and sucked our combined juices from it. She lowered her pussy to my lips and I pierced her hole with my tongue, tasting my cum. She pushed my cum from her depths and it flowed into my mouth. Sheryl told me not to swallow yet, and she quickly came and kissed me, taking some of my cum into her mouth. I shared my cum with her, and we each swallowed what we had in our mouths. Sheryl and I rested for a while, and then her hand found it's way back to my soft cock. Within minutes she had me hard again, and begged me to fuck her. I stood at the edge of her bed and pulled her down towards me. I raised her legs and put them over my shoulders, giving me a perfect angle to enter her cunt. I pressed the head of my prick into her cunt, and pushed my way back into her warm, tightness. I watched Shery's tits sway up and down as I pounded her pussy. My Caucasian balls were slapping against her Black/Dominican ass, which was damp from her leaking pussy. I slammed into her deep and hard, my pace quickening as I went on. Sheryl moaned that she was cumming, and again her body stiffened and shook, her eyes rolling back into her head. Sheryl took her legs from my shoulders and put her feet onto my chest. She pushed me back forcefully, and my cock was pulled from her pussy. Sheryl then knelt in front of me and sucked me into her throat. Sheryl sucked on my heavy balls taking each one into her warm mouth. When she let go of my nuts, she told me to fuck her from behind, and she positioned herself back on the edge of the bed. Without hesitation, I thrust my cock back into her cunt and I caressed her gorgeous, and very frim black ass. My white cock was disappearing into her dark skinned body and reappearing over and over again. Sheryl demanded that I fuck her hard and fast, and I obeyed her command. My legs were slapping against her ass and my balls were striking her directly on her engorged clit. I had a firm grip on her waist in order to keep myself steady as I pounded her pussy without mercy. Sweat was dripping from my brow onto the globes of her ass. Sheryl has her face buried into a pillow and I heard a muffled scream that she was about to cum. I jammed my cock harder into her cunt, and a few seconds later Sheryl was cumming again. She was so loud that I thought that her neighbors in the next apartment would hear her. I continued my assault on her cunt and after ten or so more forceful thrusts, I had my orgasm. My cock twitched and spasmed, and jets of semen splashed into her pussy. My legs were like rubber and I collapsed onto Sheryl's back, my softening cock plopping from her cunt. I rolled off of Sheryl and on to the bed. Sheryl got on her back and laid there with her legs spread and bent at the knees. Her cunt was damaged, gaping open and red. My cum was oozing from her pussy and dribbling down to the crack of her ass. After she caught her breath, Sheryl said that this was a one time deal. She began to rub my white cum into the dark skin of her swollen mound, and told me that she was happy that I was the one who gave her her "last hurrah". Sheryl Caught on Film "You two can't be serious!" Sheryl said with a look of shock and amazement. It was a serious proposition put forth in a calm manner that wouldn't upset Sheryl, but there was no possible way to ever predict someone's reaction to an unexpected and unsolicited opportunity. "But we are," insisted John smiling, his arm around his wife Penny's shoulder. Penny nodded her head enthusiastically. "We figured you'd be open to it because you've done a lot of nature photography." "Geez," Sheryl said, trying to think of something intelligent to say. "It's one thing to take pictures of birds in flight..." she trailed off. "Well you can think of this as photographing the birds and the bees," giggled Penny, always ready with a quip. Sheryl laughed nervously as she carefully considered her answer to her two friends. They had been married five years and seemed a happy couple. She had always been single, bringing a parade of different men over to meet them, with never a negative comment. John and Penny's sex life, she knew, veered slightly towards kinky, but they had always kept the details a little fuzzy, which Sheryl found all the more mysterious and alluring. But what they had proposed to her was like nothing she had ever considered before. "Okay," she agreed, her voice somewhat shaky. "It's not like I have to get physically involved. When do you want to do this?" "As soon as you can grab your camera and get back here," said John, a little too eagerly. Penny hushed him and smiled at Sheryl. "Tonight would be good. A little time to think things over and get ready would be best for everyone." It was nice of Penny to give Sheryl an easy out, but once she starting thinking about it, the more she was intrigued and turned on by the idea. She made her living as a teacher, but her obsession and hobby was outdoor photography, especially of wildlife. Her best friends had just asked her to photograph them as they had sex because they trusted her with documenting such an intimate and passionate act. Certainly she had seen porn movies of people having sex, but to actually take the pictures while the subjects were just a few feet away was another world entirely. She was a little embarrassed to admit to herself the more she thought about it, the wetter she became. Sheryl blushed, a hardly noticeable act under her deeply tanned skin. Before she could leave, Penny gave her some last minute instructions and then sent her on her way. Back at her place she managed to find her cameras and equipment, loaded up on both color and black and white film and was out the door before she caught herself. She hadn't dressed as Penny had requested. A quick turn through her closet and dresser almost left her in despair. Sheryl had always considered herself an outdoors girl and tended toward plain cotton brief panties and sports bras. Luckily, having a large number of ex-boyfriends she was able to find in the bottom drawer of her dresser the required attire. After performing a quick change she was ready and out the door. Her heart was pounding with anticipation as she drove back to John and Penny's but she didn't fully understand why. If she understood that her role was to record what they were doing, not to participate, then why did Penny ask her to change her clothes? It would be exciting to watch as they fucked, but she was nothing more than a prop really. She wasn't a participant, but an observer. Then she realized that, like watching a game, even the fans occasionally get more excited than the players. Arriving back at Penny and John's she all but knocked down the door in her rush to get inside. Penny opened the door wearing a sheer robe and nothing else. Her broad smile split her face, framed by her short blond hair. "I'm glad you made it back so quickly," Penny said. "Yeah, I, uh, hurried," Sheryl answered, lamely not wanting her friend to know how eager she was to see Penny fuck her husband. She stared at Penny's breasts through the thin material. The pretty blond was almost a head shorter than her, fine boned and thin featured, but her well-formed breasts were absolutely her best characteristic. Not too large or small, they sat up proudly on her chest. Her pale pink nipples were poking through the silk robe; they. too. were well proportioned for Penny's small size. Sheryl wanted to drop her gaze down to Penny's pussy, but stopped herself, realizing how long she had been staring. "It's all right," Penny said. "I don't mind you looking." She winked and turned on her heel, leading Sheryl back into the house. The taller woman shook her head, wondered what she was getting herself into, then followed Penny's curvaceous rump. With Penny's eyes looking the other way, she was free to admire her friend's partially hidden ass under the short robe. "I brought all of my equipment," she said, perhaps a bit too loudly, wanting to warn John that she was approaching. "You didn't say black and white or color film, so I brought both." She cleared her throat as they approached the bedroom. Penny hadn't said anything since she had opened the door. "You didn't say how you wanted to photograph this, so I was looking for a little guidance." "We were thinking to do it as erotically as possible," said John as the two women walked through the bedroom door. While Penny's outfit left only a little to the imagination, John's left nothing. He was naked. Tall and thin, with a runner's build, Sheryl was surprised at how attractive he was. Her eyes immediately dropped to his crotch. His cock, while not enormous, was decently sized, not the largest or smallest she had ever seen. "Uh, yeah," responded Sheryl, distracted by seeing him naked. She knew it was inevitable, but the lack of disrobing shocked her. Penny smiled at her friend's lack of focus. Sheryl's eyes couldn't leave John's body. It wasn't that the amateur photographer was a voyeur, it was just the incongruity of seeing him clothed an hour early, and now standing casually naked in his bedroom. She could feel wetness beginning to pool in her crotch. "Why don't we all get a little more comfortable," said Penny, trying to bring Sheryl's attention back to where it was needed. "You have you cameras ready?" she asked. "Yeah, I just want to get some film loaded first, and have some more ready. I don't know how many rolls I'll go through." "Hopefully a lot," said John, smiling. "I don't want to last just a minute or two." Sheryl giggled nervously, becoming very self conscious of herself and her every action. "I'm sure that won't happen," she said, wanting to compliment John. There had always been a low level of flirtation between the two, but John had never pressed her and Sheryl could never have acted because her friend Penny was married to the man. "Okay you two," said Penny. "Let's bring your attention back to me, where it belongs. After all, I am the woman, I deserve all the attention in the room." "I'm halfway there," said John. Sheryl's looked up from her cameras and back to his cock. He was half erect, not pointing at the ceiling yet, but his penis was already defying gravity. "Let me help some more," Penny said, dropping to her knees and kissing him lightly on the side of his cock. He stiffened even more. Sheryl got the impression that they were showing of for her sake. She didn't mind a bit. "Take off your robe," ordered John. "We said we wanted skin only in the pictures, no props or decorations, remember?" "Right," she agreed standing up. Penny loosened the belt that barely held the silk robe closed and dropped the thin material to the floor. Sheryl found herself staring again. Her friend wasn't an athlete or one given to working out, but her body was still a delight to behold. Soft curves and pale skin that had spent a lifetime shielded from the sun were her primary attributes. Penny's generous breasts capped with pale, and now fully erect, nipples made Sheryl jealous. She carefully noted that Penny's pussy was well-manicured. Not shaved bare, but held to a classic triangle of hair that served to reveal, not hide, her labia. As many were delighted to discover, Penny was a natural blonde; the hair on her head was a fine, light gold, but that between her legs tended toward bronze, a definite shade lighter than her lover's light brown. Sheryl wiggled self-consciously, knowing what Penny would expect next. "We can't have you standing there in your street clothes," Penny said. "Strip down and get comfortable." "Strip?" asked Sheryl. This wasn't what Penny had said earlier. Penny smiled. "You know what I mean. Get down to your undies. If you're taking the pictures we want to have something tasty to look at while we fuck, not some impersonal photographer. We want intimacy." Sheryl hesitated a moment, fingering the buttons on her shirt, uncertain as how to proceed. Realizing both John and Penny were watching her, she gave in to her adventurous side and started unbuttoning her shirt. "I don't want the two of you to think any less of me for doing this," she said. John chuckled. "Why would we think less of you for taking pictures of us fucking?" he asked. She opened her mouth in an attempt to explain, but found she couldn't form the words. "Never mind," she said, shrugging, then quickly undid all the buttons and dropped the shirt to the floor, trying to pretend she wasn't self-conscious about her near nudity. The fact her friends were already unclothed and obviously eager to begin fucking did not seem to impress her. Under her unremarkable work shirt she had covered her breasts with a pale pink camisole that was all but see-through. John wondered if she was aware her dark brown nipples were obviously visible through the thin material. Sheryl had a middling complexion that was darkened by her hours out of doors. White stripes of her tan line marked her shoulders and the band around her breasts. If either Penny or John had moved their eyes from Sheryl's tits they would have noticed a slight reddening of her face as she blushed. Not wanting to delay her disrobing further, Sheryl immediately moved on to her jeans which she unbuttoned and unzipped without hesitation, pulled them down and kicked the heavy denim away. She wore a pair of pink panties that matched her camisole. It was covered with small white hearts. Penny immediately guessed that it they were a gift from an old boyfriend. Sheryl's tan lines were more evident around her hips. A thick band of white separated her tanned thighs from her tanned belly. The panties only covered a small portion of Sheryl's loins and John was wondering what she still had hidden. Penny was glad her friend had kept her part of the bargain and saw no reason to cause her any embarrassment with questions about her choice of lingerie. "Shall we really begin now?" she asked her husband, pulling him to the bed by his rigid cock. "Right," agreed Sheryl, not realizing Penny was speaking to John. She found her camera and put her eye to the viewfinder. "Just go ahead and be natural," she said, finding the focus. "Oh, you're already..." but she trailed off as her friends were already ignoring her and concentrating on each other. She pressed the shutter control, clicking the first picture. Penny had forced John onto his back and had swallowed half his cock when Sheryl took the first shot. More clicks of the shutter showed John's cock alternately disappearing and reappearing in Penny's lips. She paused a moment in fellating her husband, just holding the head of his manhood between her lips so Sheryl could move in close and get several shots. When she moved back, John suddenly flipped Penny over onto her back and forced her legs apart. "Ohh," Penny moaned as he lowered his head between her legs, paused a moment to inhale her musky sweet scent, allowing a few more photos to be snapped, then he buried his face into her bronze bush. Sheryl was just able to focus on the obvious wetness that was seeping out between Penny's labia before she was blocked by John's head. Sheryl squirmed, pressing her thighs together in an effort to relieve some of her own sexual tension, as she quickly changed the film in the camera and prepared to shoot some more pictures. She couldn't believe an entire roll had already been used up on only the preliminaries. What she didn't see was a slowly spreading wet spot on the crotch of her panties. Penny reached up and gently twisted her nipples as John ate her out. His tongue caused her to try and squeeze her thighs together. He kept them forced apart and continued to work on her quim. A moan escaped her lips; the only noise in the room beyond the click of Sheryl's camera. She anxiously again rubbed her thighs against each other, making the small wet spot on her panties slowly increase in size. John and Penny had all but forgotten about her. Quickly she reloaded her camera and concentrated on the two lovers on the bed. Penny groaned deeply, let go of her tits, and grabbed her sides of her husband's head. She pulled him up to her. Sheryl managed a brief picture of Penny's juices on his face before the two met in a kiss. Almost without thinking, Sheryl stopped shooting for the moment seemed too personal, too intimate for her intrusion. Then reality overcame her when she remembered she had been invited to record their tryst. She dropped the angle on the camera and managed to document John's cock entering Penny's lightly furred pussy. His wanton wife threw her arms around her neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. They began fucking in earnest now. Sheryl tried to record every thrust and every moment made by the loving couple, fighting her every urge to drop her hand down between her own legs and anxiously jill herself off to some relief. It was easy to believe that John and Penny had completely forgotten about her. Almost unbidden a slight moan escaped her lips. As if one person, the couple on the bed looked over at her. Mortified, Sheryl almost dropped her camera. "Sorry," she mumbled, pulling the camera back over he face so that she might partially hide from her friends. "Don't be," Penny said to reassure her. "There's no reason why you can't enjoy yourself too." John just went back to his thrusting. Sheryl, encouraged by Penny's kind words, smiled and began clicking happily with her camera again. "I think John's going to come soon," she said, grunting slightly each time her husband thrust into her. "How can you tell?" asked Sheryl, almost whispering. "A wife knows," Penny said, grinning wickedly. "Get ready for some good shots." "Hold on, John," called Sheryl, finishing off another roll of film. With fumbling fingers she managed another quick reload and put the camera back to her eye. "Go on now!" she commanded, eager to see what the couple would do next. John started rapidly thrusting into his wife as if he were eager to come and fill her with his sticky seed, but she wasn't about to allow him that pleasure. She unwrapped her legs from his waist and pushed him away. Both groaned in anguish as their genitals lost contact. Penny reached for lover's cock and wrapped her fingers around his rigid and wet member. With a strong tug she pulled him forward, then stopped him with her other hand pressed against his chest. A few strokes of his cock as he knelt between her legs was all it took to finish him off. A great spray of milky white semen spurted from the end of his cock and landed on the slight valley between Penny's tits. She gave a small cry of surprise. Another spurt erupted out of him and this time landed on her stomach, just above and to the right of her navel. A third eruption was weaker still and landed on the blond hairs of her bush. John let out a heavy breath and rocked back on his heels. He remained kneeling between his wife's splayed legs, his cock half-erect, dripping his leavings on her pussy. Penny let go of his cock and stretched out her body, enjoying the pleasure she had received. Sheryl continued taking photos, not wanting the moment to stop. The semen began to cool and Penny ran her hands down over her tits, found the sticky solution, and rubbed it into her skin. Her supple fingers slid further down and found the spunk on her stomach and pubic hair. This, too, she rubbed into her skin. John watched as his wife impassively. Sheryl watched in amazement. It had never occurred to her to do such a thing with a man's come. It had never dawned upon her to even encourage a lover to mark her skin with his semen. "Why don't you clean up, hon?" Penny said to John. He nodded in agreement, rolled off the bed and padded out of the room, past Sheryl, and into the bathroom. "You didn't get to come," said Sheryl softly, disappointed she hadn't seen her best friend in the throes of passion's embrace. "Don't worry, I will soon. " said Penny, dreamily. "Did you get all of that on film?" "Yes," said Sheryl, watching Penny's hands caress herself. Her fingers wandered over her body, the semen was now gone, having been worked into the pale smooth skin. She lingered at her nipples and pussy, but didn't push herself over the brink yet. "Did he get any on you?" Penny asked with a laugh. "No," was her reply, with a half a giggle. "I think he saved it all for you." "Mmm," was Penny's dreamy reply. "I'm glad you enjoyed the show." "I'm happy to have helped you out," said Sheryl, pulling the film from her camera and loading yet another. She snapped a few pictures of Penny while her friend continued to caress herself. "You did more than that," Penny pointed out. "You enjoyed yourself." "What?" Penny pointed at her friend's crotch. The wet spot at the front of her heart covered panties was large and obvious. "You're as wet as I am. You need an orgasm too, I bet." "That's not all about Sheryl," said John, returning to the room. "She wears slutty girl panties." He smiled at her casually and laid down next to his wife. His cock was flaccid and freshly washed. Sheryl was too stunned to reply to his coarse assessment of her. "You do not!" Penny accused. "Turn around!" she ordered. Not knowing what else to do Sheryl slowly rotated a half turn exposing her bare ass cheeks to the married couple. Penny giggled. John gazed in admiration. "You've got a nice ass," he complimented her. Penny was slightly put off. "I can't believe you're wearing a thong!" she said angrily. "Those are only for sluts!" "I'm not the one who just..." Sheryl trailed off. Exactly what had Penny just done? "Just had sex with her husband and...and..." "Had her picture taken?" asked Penny archly. "Tra-la-la," she said dismissively. "I bet you ARE wetter than me." To prove her point she jumped off the bed and pushed her friend back against the wall. Taking not a moment to hesitate she slipped her fingers down Sheryl's panties to assess the state of her arousal. Sheryl was wet. Wetter than if she had just anointed herself with half a tube of KY jelly. She was also, Penny was surprised to discover, completely shaven of all pubic hair. "You brazen hussy," she breathed, pressing her body against Sheryl's, enjoying the sensation of her friend's tanned skin against her own paleness. "John," she called to her husband. "She shaves herself clean." "I know," he answered from his reclining position on the bed. He had idly begun stroking his cock, watching the two supple bodies of the women make contact. Penny whirled about and narrowed her eyes on her husband. "How do you know?" she asked in an accusatory tone. "She doesn't have bush bulge in her panties," he shrugged. "Plus they got so wet so quickly, she couldn't have any hair down there." "Her cunt's she's as smooth as wet silk." Penny still hadn't removed her hand from the outside of her friend's pussy and now began to stroke the slick outer lips. Sheryl finally managed to come to her senses and started reacting to the strange situation. Sheryl Caught on Film "You can stop talking about me like I'm not here," she protested, but not too loudly for she was now concentrating on Penny's fingers finding their way inside her vagina. She groaned unconsciously as the sensations overtook her. "You aren't objecting to this, are you, Sheryl?" asked Penny, teasing. "Maybe you like girls more than boys?" "No," protested Sheryl. "It's just that right now you're doing everything right." She found she couldn't concentrate with two of Penny's fingers inside of her. Her eyes closed and she nearly dropped her camera. Searching blindly she found the dresser and set down the heavy hunk of metal, plastic and glass. She leaned back against the wall and allowed Penny to control her body. "Why don't you bring her over here so that we can both play with her," said John. Wickedly, Penny hooked her index and middle fingers deeply into Sheryl's cunt and pulled her forward to the bed. "I'll even let you strip her," she said to John, pushing her friend forward and forcing her down to the mattress with a sharp slap on her ass. "Ow," that thing is rock hard!" "It must come from being an outdoor girl," said John, reaching for Sheryl's eager body. His hand found the bottom of her camisole and pulled it up over her breasts, exposing their dark caps. Penny moved in behind Sheryl feeling the backs of her legs and sliding her fingers over the other woman's ass. "But being in the sun leaves these nasty tan lines," complained Penny, slipping her hands up Sheryl's hips to the strings of her thong. Without waiting for permission, she pulled down the heart covered material. It clung for just a moment inside the crack of her ass and to the stickiness of her cunt then pulled free. Penny pushed Sheryl face down on the bed and slipped off the thong, throwing it into the corner. Now all three were naked and Sheryl was more nervous and excited than she had been the night she lost her virginity. It was like that was about to happen again. "What are we doing?" Sheryl asked suddenly, wanting to be sure of her friends' intentions. She rolled over onto her back and pressed her knees together, suddenly shy. "You're going to give John a blowjob," said Penny, "and I'm going to eat your pussy. We'll take it from there." She smiled. "You've done this before," Sheryl said, realization dawning on her. If such an act were possible for her, Penny would have blushed. "I've had my tongue up a twat or two." She laughed. "I've been waiting to say that for the longest time. Now get on your hands and knees." John moved back to the head of the bed and allowed Sheryl to move forward and take his cock into her mouth. Penny lay on her back and pushed herself under her friend's kneeling body, then pulled Sheryl's naked pussy down to her waiting lips. Losing herself to her passions Sheryl shrugged off any thoughts that had previously encumbered her psyche and eagerly wrapped her mouth around John's semi-erect cock. He sighed quietly to himself. A moment later Sheryl felt Penny's tongue lick the length of her slit, ending at her anus where her talented tongue took a careful route around her dark ring. Having already lost all of her morals and preconceptions of her friends, she let her body respond to the treatment Penny gave her. John's cock rapidly filled her mouth, becoming rigid and throbbing to her tongue. Sheryl had always considered herself an expert cocksucker and she was eager to prove her talent to her new lovers. Since John was not absurdly large it was easy enough for her to swallow him down to the base of his penis where his curly light brown pubic hair hid his scrotum. He groaned heavily in response. It was easy to enjoy giving head to this man while she herself was the willing recipient of his wife's oral skills. Sheryl pulled back then ran her tongue from cock tip to ball sack, where she carefully circled around, then licked her way back up to the red head that she slipped back into her mouth. Judging she had teased enough, Sheryl used one hand to steady his member, worked the other rapidly up and down, while sucking on his cock head. It was a technique that always worked rapidly and well for her. There was the difficulty, however, of Penny's tongue performing amazing stimulation to her own cunt. It was a welcome distraction, but each time Penny's tongue plunged into her hole or licked at her clit, Sheryl was diverted from giving John the blowjob he deserved. Penny was obviously no virgin when it came to knowing her way around a woman's cunt. Sheryl wanted to collapse down and clamp her thighs around Penny's head each time she found a new sensitive spot on the folds of Sheryl's cunt. Soon it would be too much and she would have to stop giving John head so she could concentrate and enjoy Penny's pleasures. It wasn't necessary. "I'm ready to come," John announced, but not to her, Sheryl realized, but to Penny. His wife pushed Sheryl back and slipped out from underneath her. John rolled off the bed and switched positions with his wife. "You've going to love his cock inside of you," Penny told her with a quick kiss to her friend's cheek. Sheryl could smell the tangy musk of her pussy on Penny's lips and face. The small blond woman took John's place on the bed against the headboard and spread her legs wide, inviting Sheryl down to enjoy the wetness of her bronze furred pussy. It was only a moment's hesitation, but Sheryl wasn't sure if she could kiss another woman's cunt. In the end, her choice was taken away from her for John knelt behind her, his erect cock in hand, and easily slid inside her over-wet cunt. She grunted and sighed as he started plowing into her and was obligated to fall forward in Penny's pussy. Almost as if on its own accord, Sheryl's tongue came out and tasted the spicy tartness of the offered cunt. She found herself enjoying the sensation of licking a woman's sex for the first time. It was so unlike a man's cock, yet the two meshed together so perfectly. A cock in her mouth was always hard and throbbing while Penny's pussy was soft and wet and hiding the most succulent bits to be found with a lick and a kiss. But it was John's cock forcing its was in and out of her cunt that caused her the most pleasure right now. Each stroke would light the walls of her vagina with a sparkling fire of pleasure until the cockhead pressed against her hidden spot inside that made her shiver. "I'm ready," he said to Penny, Sheryl knew now she was only the conduit by which they took pleasure, but she didn't care. Her body was in heaven and her head was rapidly following. "Fill her," breathed Penny, her words a ragged whisper as she tried to speak over the talents of Sheryl's inexperienced but monumentally talented tongue. "Argh!" grunted John as his hot semen shot into Sheryl's quim. Sheryl screamed as well, her cry a keening high pitched wail of pleasure and triumph that contrasted with his. The orgasm that took her flared with intensity each time he pumped another flood of hot come inside of her. Finally, after a half minute of blazing fireballs in her head, it stopped and she plunged her face back down between the thighs of Penny. After seeing her husband unleash himself inside of her best friend it took Penny almost no effort at all to achieve an easy full orgasm. She pressed her thighs together and held Sheryl's face to her pussy as the orgasm took over her body, her limbs shaking like leaves in an autumn breeze. Finally she let go and lay back against the headboard. John slide his cock from Sheryl's slippery cunt and fell alongside his wife. Sheryl, still on hands and knees, lightly kissed the sparse fur of Penny's pussy. She could feel John's come starting to dribble out of her slit and down her leg, but she didn't care. Penny rested a hand on the back of her head and stroked the strong woman's brown hair. It was a moment Sheryl never wanted to forget, she felt used and pleasured. She had learned things about herself she had never known and was proud she hadn't shied away. It was John who broke the silence first. "You've got to shave you pussy," he said to his wife. "It felt nothing at all like yours when I was fucking her." Penny laughed lightly. "Maybe it felt different because it wasn't my pussy." He shook his head. "Nope. I've fucked other pussies before that weren't yours and it's the shaving that made this one so good." Penny lightly slapped her husband on the chest. "You say that every time you fuck a new woman," she sighed. Then, to Sheryl, "Why do you shave yours?" "It's easier to deal with when you're changing clothes for swimming and biking and what not. Too much hair gets in the way of wet bathing suits and such. Smooth and easy," she said. "Smooth and easy," repeated John happily and dreamily. "Kind of describes Sheryl, doesn't it?" asked Penny with a laugh, pulling her friend up to her face for a kiss. "Thank you," said Sheryl to both of her new lovers. "For what?" asked John "For everything," she smiled. "This has been the best sex of my life." "Mmm," agreed Penny, idly stroking her own pussy. "There's just one thing." "What?" Sheryl asked. "Next time you need to bring a boyfriend so he can take pictures of the three of us." Sheryl Gets A Workout Jack and Tom were sitting in Jack's home office when Sheryl came home from the gym. She was still wet from the hour long workout with her female trainer and wanted a shower to help cool down. She popped her head in the office to let Jack know she was home and she caught herself when she saw Tom. Tom was a client of John's and one of her favorite's, she loved to flirt with him. He was a black man, just a little taller then her, nice face, big smile and tended to flirt back with her. Jack had teased her once about wanting to see Tom's black cock going in her white ass. She told him then she would love to get a little dark meat someday. Jack asked her if she was serious and she said she was. It was then a deal, the next time they had a chance Jack would set it up for her to get some dark meat. "Oh Hi, I didn't know Tom was here. I need to get a quick shower." She said as she backed out of the office. Her sweat soaked top clung to her chest, her sport bra didn't really hide her nipples so much as push them up and out. She had taken off her jacket thinking he was alone and the way Tom looked at her chest when she walked in told her that he liked what he saw. "Not a problem S, we need about another 30 minutes. Come back to the office when you're done with your shower and we can all visit a bit." Jack replied with a smile. She saw him look at the clock, 4pm on the nose. He had used the code word for D&S session, he called her S. To their friends it probably sounded like a short version of her name, Sheryl, to her though it meant Slave or Slut. When he added, "vist a bit" it meant that he had talked to Tom and that Tom was open for their idea. Little did she know how much Jack had told Tom. He had also told her to come back to the office after the shower, he didn't tell her to get dressed. Her heart skipped a beat. She was going to have to go back to the office naked or suffer the consequences. She was instantly nervous and excited. Could she go back to the office naked with Tom there? Would Jack spank her infront of Tom? She knew one thing for sure, she was going to get her first taste of a black man. Her pussy started to flow at the thought. She quickly went upstairs and stripped and got in the shower. She was hot now but not from her workout. She could barely believe what Jack had said. They played D&S games all the time. He would tell her what to do and if she disobeyed him she would get spanked. She liked the spankings he gave her. He knew how to make her ass red hot, and how to make her beg for his cock. They recently add pussy spanking to their play and she wondered if he was going to spank her ass infront of Tom or her pussy, or both? Her mind wandered a bit as she showered. How many times had she felt his hand or belt on her ass in the last five years... Too many to count. How many times had he stripped her in a semi-public place and spanked her then fucked her pussy or ass like the naught little slut she was? Also too many time to count. She rubbed her pussy in the shower. She wanted to cum right there, she wanted to finger her bald pussy right there in the shower and get off but she knew Jack didn't tell her she could. She instead played with her nipples, pinching them and pulling on them, imagining what was coming next. She heard Jack at the door. "You have 10 more minutes, don't be late or you'll be punished. Make sure you wash front and back too Slut. Also, don't play with your pussy or I'll have to whip that slut cunt of yours with my belt infront of Tom." "Yes sir." She replied as she stopped playing with her tits and started washing her ass. Front and back, so she was going to get a nice hard cock in her pussy and her ass, but who would do which hole? Her finger lingered on her ass for minute, she plunged it in as the water fell on her face. She pictured herself naked, bent over the desk in his office, legs spread wide, ass on display and Tom's cock plunging in and out of her ready and willing ass. She wanted to cum. She pulled her finger from her ass and washed back there one more time, she was ready to explode, she wanted to finger her clit so badly. She knew though that Jack would make her punishment even longer and harder if she wasn't dripping wet when she went down to meet them. He could always tell when she came without permission. She got out of the shower fairly quickly and dried off, feeling how wet her pussy was, rubbing her clit with the towel. She wrapped the towel around her and went downstairs. She couldn't really believe that Jack wanted her to meet them in the nude. The towel would be fine, she was nude under it. It covered most of her, but it also made her feel even more naked almost than if she was nude. Her stomach was in knots as she made her way to the office at the rear of the house. She knocked on the door, it had been just a little over 30 minutes. Would Jack notice? "Come in S, we've been waiting for you." Jack said from behind the door. "Hi guys." She said, as casually as possible given that she was nearly naked. She walked in and saw the two of them, fully clothed sitting by the desk. "Is that how I told you to meet us?" Jack asked, clearly not happy. "No, uh...." She looked at Jack, feeling incredible nervous and scared and excited. "Have you forgotten everything I've taught you?" He said as he stared her down? "Or are you trying to be naughty, trying to be a naughty little girl?" "No, I, um..." She could bare focus. She hadn't called him sir, she didn't come down naked. "I was just tell Tom that you and I have a very special relationship, that you are usually a well behaved wife, but that sometimes you're naughty. Sometimes you're a naughty little girl, sometimes you need to be taught a lesson." Jack continued to stare at her, humilitating her with his words. She loved it. She loved hearing his voice talk down to her, telling her what a naughty slut she was. She knew what was coming next. "You're being naughty now, you need to be punished now. You're pussy is probably soaking wet. You know I'm going to have to check your pussy, see if you're soaking wet or not. I bet you're turned on by this. You want to be spanked by me infront of Tom, don't you." She couldn't talk. "You know I'm going to strip you naked in front of him. You know I'm going to bend you over this desk and spank your ass for being a naughty slut, don't you." She couldn't do anything but hang her head and stare at the floor. Her pussy was so wet it was leaking, she had pussy juice running down her thighs. "Answer me slut." He commanded. "Yes..." She barely whispered. "Yes what slut?" "Yes sir." She replied, hoping that would be enough, but knowing it wouldn't be. Her clit throbbed, she so wanted to rub her clit right now. She knew that would come later. He would make her rub her pussy for them. He would make her play with her pussy while they watched. Probably while he spanked her ass. He would make her finger her pussy and then lick her fingers clean while he spanked her. He liked doing that. He like humiliating her - making her finger her pussy while she was spanked for being a naughty slut. God she wanted to cum right now. "Yes sir I'm a naughty slut. I need to be spanked. I want to be spanked. Spank my bare ass Sir. Is the correct reply slut. I want to hear it. Tom wants to hear it." He could be so bad and so good. No wonder she loved submitting to him. "Yes sir..." She haltingly said, "I'm a naughty slut..." She paused, hoping he would let her off, not admit any more. "I'm going to double your punishment slut, you know better." He paused, letting the words sink in. "Say it again, say it all, and say it louder." "Yes sir, I'm a naughty slut, I need to be spanked, I want to be spanked. Spank my bare ass Sir." She finally said still staring at the carpet. "I can see you need a very harsh punishment slut, come here." He stood up and waited for her to walk over to him. She could see his cock was rock hard in his pants, it was outlined nicely in his black dress slacks. She walked over, stopping just an arms distance away. She liked to be forced, she liked to resist. He knew it, she knew it, they liked it that way. He grabbed her arm and pulled her over to him. "No sir...." She said as she tried to pull away. He grabbed the towel and pulled it off her body, stripping her. He then twisted her arm behind her and then up. He was so much stronger and taller than her it was so easy. In less than a second she was naked and facing Tom. Her nipples were rock hard and at his eye level, she could see he was staring right at her tits and then his eyes went to her bald pussy. "No sir... no, no, no..." She tried to fight him a little, not that it mattered, she couldn't get away from him and she didn't want to get away. "See Tom, sometimes you just have to treat her like the little slut she is and spank her ass. I'll even let you give her a few whacks on the ass. I bet you'll like it." He pushed her down so that she was over Tom's lap. "Hold her in place while I take off my belt." Jack said as he let go. She tried to squirm around and get off Tom's lap, she could feel his hard cock poking her belly and as she moved her tits brushed up against his cock as well. She pictured him pushing that cock between her tits, making her lick his cock and get it nice and slippery so he could titty fuck her. "Hold there Tom, if she squirms too much smack her ass with your hand until I get the belt." Jack pulled his belt from his pants and watched as Tom pinned both her hands behind her back and started to spank her ass. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "She's a little fighter Jack." Tom said as he held her down and continued to spank her ass. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Red hand prints started to appear on her ass and she started to calm down a little. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "Hmm - she has a nice ass." Tom said as he continued to spank her. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! His hand flew up and down, crashing again and again on her firm butt cheeks. "I told Tom that you like spanking and that you like it up the ass. He volunteered to be the first black cock up your ass. I told him he could warm up your ass before he fucked it." WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Tom gave her ten more hard swats, sweat started to form on his brow. Sheryl started to push her ass up to meet his hand. "Ok - see how wet she is." Jack said as Tom took a break. Tom moved his hand between her cheeks, feeling for her pussy. He pushed one then two fingers deep in her pussy. "Oh yeah, she is wet." "Just what I thought." Jack said, "my naughty little slut here likes being spanked by you and is probably hungry for some cock. She probably wants it up the ass right now, don't you." "Yes." she replied, her face burning with shame and excitement. "Yes what?" Jack said whipping her ass with the belt. SMACK! "Yes sir!" She replied. The sting of the spanking was spreading to her pussy, the sharp crack of the belt was like a thousand bee stings. "Yes sir what?" He asked again, whipping her again with the belt. SMACK! "Yes sir I want your cock in my ass." She replied. "Not yet slut, you've disobeyed my three times, you need to be punshed further so you remember this lesson." Jack pulled her up and held her in front of Tom, her hands behind her back, thrusting her chest out to him. She felt a fresh wave of humiliation wash over her as she was reminded again that both men were fully clothed. She wanted them both right then and there, but she knew what was coming next. He was going to tie her to the desk and whip her ass. She would probably have to suck them both off before they would fuck her the way she wanted it. Her pussy throbbed in anticipation. "No! No, please, sir, please, I'll be good, I'm sorry!" She begged. Knowing it would do no good. He roughly moved her to the table in the middle of the room. It was at the perfect height for bondage fun. She had been tied to it many times. "Hold her in place Tom while I tie her legs to the table here, I don't want her moving around on us. And shut her up, she knows what she is supposed to do. All sluts know what they are good for, sucking and fucking. If they don't do it right they get punished." Jack tied her hands behind her back while Tom held her down on the table. She squirmed a bit but they were both too strong and she wasn't in a good position to do much. She was quickly tied face down on the table, her head at the edge, her legs spread wide, her ass and pussy very clearly on display. With her hands behind her back she couldn't push Tom away as he unzipped his pants and freed his nice 8" cock. He quickly pushed in her eager mouth. Holding her tied hands in his he plunged his rock hard cock in and out of her mouth. She opened her mouth wide and took as much of his black meat as she could. The air on her exposed ass and pussy reminded her how exposed she was, her ass twiched as she heard Jack moving behind her. "Click... click... click..." She tried to turn her head but she knew what the sound was - he was documenting her punishment for their private flies. She knew what the photo's would show. Her mouth full of black cock, tied naked to the office table. She moaned as Tom's cock pumped in and out of her mouth. "I have to document this, my little slut's first black blowjob. It will make a nice addition to the scrapbook." She heard him move behind her and felt Tom's hands on her head - holding her in place. "Time for the punishment slut." Jack said as he doubled the belt in her hand, "fifty with the belt, unless you willingly drink all Tom's cum." He knew she was never do it, but he wanted to give her some chance at lessing her punishment. "I didn't think so." He brought the belt down on her ass nice and hard. CRack! CRack! CRAck! CRACK! CRACK! The first ten blows from the belt rained down on her ass. God how it burned! It was like a red hot iron on her ass! "Mmmm - mmmm - mmmm" Each blow of the belt caused her to moan around the thick black cock in her mouth. "Oh man - Jack - I don't know that I can hold off..." Tom said, his balls heavy with cum. "Take a quick break, have her lick your balls." Jack said, "or kiss your ass." CRack! CRack! CRAck! CRACK! CRACK! Ten more strokes of the belt criss crossed her ass. Oh how it hurt so good. She didn't know if she could take 30 more though. Tom dropped his pants and pressed his black butt to her face. "Kiss it slut." He said as he pressed his cheeks to her face. She did, kissing and licking the smooth chocolate colored skin. CRack! CRack! CRAck! CRACK! CRACK! "Please sir - please stop." She begged after the thirtieth blow. "I'll do anything you want sir, anything." "You had your chance slut, you blew it." Jack said, running his hand over her hot red ass. His cock was so hard he wanted to plunge it deep in her pussy right now and fuck her brains out and then stick it in her ass. He moved his hand down to her pussy and stuck two fingers deep in her slit. "You are so wet slut, you are really getting off on this. You probably want us both to fill your ass with cum, don't you." "Yes sir, yes, please fill my ass with your cum." "See how she'll say anything when she is this hot." Jack said as he rubbed her pussy some more, keeping her on the very edge of orgasm. "Will you lick your cum off my fingers slut?" He teased. "Yes sir." She replied. "You know I'm going to make you play with your pussy for us later." He said as he brought his wet fingers to her lips. "Clean off my fingers slut." He ordered. "Yes sir..." She said, sucking his fingers like the little cocks they were. "Will you drink Tom's cum to save your ass?" He held his fingers in her mouth and looked at her deeply. He knew she didn't like to do it, it made her gag, but she could tell he wanted her to do it, to be that submissive to him with Tom watching. "Yes sir, I'll try." She finally said, "Please let me cum though, please." She begged as best she could. "Suck him off first and then you can cum with my cock in your hot ass." "Yes sir..." She replied. "So get to sucking slut. The faster you make him cum the faster your punishment is over. I'm going to whip you with this belt once ever ten seconds, the faster you get him to cum, the fewer strokes of the belt your ass has to feel." "Yes sir..." She said as she opened her mouth and took Tom's slick hard cock deep in her mouth. CRACK! The belt came down on her ass. "One one-thousand, two one-thousand, three one-thousand..." Jack started to count. Tom was on the edge, he didn't know how long her could last. Jack had told him to hold off as long as possible, make it hard on Sheryl. CRACK! The belt came down again. Tom was slowly rocking his cock and out of her mouth, she knew they were in it together. Tom was going to take his time. She tried to talk. "Fasssther" she mumbled around his cock. "Nine one-thousand, Ten one-thousand..." CRACK! Oh how that burned her ass and yet she still pushed her ass back for more, she wanted more, she wanted to be whipped like the naughty slut she was, she wanted to forced to suck them both off. She wanted their cocks in her mouth, in her pussy, in her ass. Tom pulled his cock almost all the way out of her mouth. "Fassstr" She said, humping her mouth against him, urging him to fuck her faster. "Oh yeah, slut, suck it, suck it." He said as he started to get more excited. He held her face in his hands and pumped his cock in and out a little faster. "Nine one-thousand, Ten one-thousand..." CRACK! She wished she had her hands free, then she could play with his balls and finger his ass. She knew a finger up his ass would make him cum right away, but she was helpless. She looked up as best she could at Tom and pleaded with her eyes for him to cum. God her ass was on fire... Still Tom took his time. He was pumping in and out faster but not fast enough to cum, she knew that. "Nine one-thousand, Ten one-thousand..." CRACK! It was the the 40th crack of the belt on her ass when he came. "Oh yeah! Oh Yeah, suck it slut, suck it! I'm cumming!" His cock was so deep in her mouth that she didn't taste anything, she just felt him throb and felt the spurt of hot jism against the back of her throat. She wanted to gag but she couldn't - his cock was too deep. He pumped three or four bursts of cum deep in throat and then pulled out, shooting one stringy load of cum on her lips and chin. He ran his slippery cock around her face, give her a cum facial. She kept her lips and eyes closed as he painted her face with his cum. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah." Was all Tom could say as he tried to recover. "You did very well slut." Jack said as he unzipped his pants and freed his rock hard cock. "You now get my cock in your pussy and ass." He quickly rammed his cock deep in her pussy fucking her for all he was worth. "Oh yes! Oh yes!" She cried out as he filled her pussy with his hard cock. He reached under her and started fingering her pussy, knowing it would send her over the edge. "Yes! Yes! Yes!", she moaned. He felt her pussy contract around his cock as she came, again and again. He let her cum with his cock buried deep in her pussy for a few minutes before he stopped and pulled out. He pressed his cock against her tight puckered asshole and pushed forward in one long slow thrust. "Now it's time for your ass. I'm going to fill your ass with my cum and then Tom is going to do the same thing slut..." "Yes sir..." Was all she could say as she felt his rock hard cock stretch her tight hot ass. Sheryl Gets A Workout ===================== The end Sheryl in the City The set up was perfect. A friend's wife of mine, was going to spend two full days and three nights at my place in the city. She'd arrive Tuesday night so she could get any early start the next day. On Wednesday, she'd do some sightseeing and then go see a play, and stay overnight at my place again. Thursday she would spend the entire day sightseeing and shopping, sleeping at my place one more night and then return home Friday morning. While she was skeptical at first about staying at my apartment since we'd never met, her husband reminded her of the $1,000 they'd save in hotel costs thereby giving her more money to shop, that she would have her own guest room, and assured her that I was a nice guy. In preparation for her arrival, I had set up my video cam in the guest bathroom. Tuesday evening I enjoyed watching the live video of her undressing and taking a shower. Through I couldn't see much of her pussy through her thick bush, she unknowingly placed her cunt lips fully and clearly on display to me when she bent over to pick up her panties after her shower. I would enjoy replaying that segment in slow motion many times in the future. Later that night I slipped into the guest bedroom slowly, raised the sheets, and found her sleeping on her side, knees up, in panties and tee shirt. I felt her up a little as she lay sleeping, but had to be very careful. She was exhausted from her trip and I'd given her a wine cooler prior to going to bed, but she was not fully primed for what I really had in mind. In the darkness, and with only the light from the hallway I could see the dark outline of her bush through her thin panties. I had slipped one finger under the leg-band of her panties to graze her thick bush, and slowly lifted the material up to peek at her pussy. A couple of light strokes along her slit made her moan and turn over onto her back. I ducked down and waited a while. When I stood up again, I gave each tit a gentle squeeze, got a good close up look at her pussy, and then covered her up. I planned to go a lot further the next day. That Wednesday morning she prattled on about visiting my city, completely unsuspecting that I'd felt her up the night before and was planning to do much more with her when she returned that evening. So here she was on Wednesday night, totally exhausted from her long day and the excitement of seeing the play. Any mild drug would work on a woman coming to the big city for the first time. The city pumps a lot of energy into a person, especially the first time. It's similar to adrenaline. I gave her a wine cooler (this time with my special blend) to help her unwind. Knowing that she might not accept a second glass, I made the first strong enough to knock her out. As she sat on the couch relaying her day to me, she mentioned how while the city was exciting, she was also a little concerned when she had taken the subway to get back to my place. She thought a couple of guys were staring at her. As her drugged drink started to take effect, she slurred that she was glad she was safe now and then drifted off to sleep. And now here she was slumped on my couch, completely mine to explore. Last night, when I had felt her up and gotten my first glimpse of her secret box, I'd done that in darkness. Now with plenty of light and close up, I called her name and shook her shoulder. Confident she wouldn't wake up, I eased a hand down inside the front of her slacks, and slid my middle finger down past her bush into her warm, dry slit. I gave her pussy a gentle squeeze as I looked into her sleeping face, twirled her clit a few times, and then pulled my hand out and sniffed my fingers. Earlier that morning, while she had been at the show and shopping, I took the opportunity to check her suitcase and found the panties she had worn on the trip from home. I spent a few moments enjoying her secret scent before returning her panties to her suitcase, and now here I was again with her pussy scent on my fingers. I then got to work pulling her slacks down and off. As she slumped against the couch in just her panties from the waist down, I sat beside her and gave each tit a gentle squeeze thru her blouse and then eagerly unbuttoned it. I then unhooked the front of her bra and happily revealed her tits. I liked her dark nipples. I leaned forward and gave each a kiss. Then I moved down to my ultimate prize and easily slid her panty to one side. Her full bush hadn't been trimmed in a couple of weeks. I guess she wasn't expecting any visitors. I pried her slit open with my fingers, and searched for her clit again. It was drugged also, but I would take care of that. Lowering my face to her cunt, I ran my tongue first up on one side then the other, then right up the middle. As I tongued her pussy, slumped and unconscious as she was her hips slowly started sliding down the couch. Being the nice guy I was, I simply raised her knees onto my shoulders to stop her descent, and then held her in place like that as I worked her defenseless, spread pussy with my tongue and fingers and occasionally reached under her and squeezed her hanging buns. I was tempted to get up and fuck her just like that, but I wanted to get her at a better angle. My couch has raised padded armrests and they would serve just nicely for holding her in place and at the right height. It took a couple of moments to get her in position because she was so out of it. However, once I got her hips draped over the couch, her vulnerable furry pussy peeking out at me from below her asshole, I knew it was going to be worth it. I lined my cock up with her wet cunt and using an in/out motion eased in balls deep, feeling her tightness and heat. I would've loved to fuck her like that right then and there, but not wanting to leave any evidence, and of course being the nice guy I was, I pulled out, took a condom out of my pocket and put it on. Then I sank back into her fuck hole, and leaned over her back so I could get a hold of each of her hanging tits. Holding each tit in my hands I tested their weight in my palms. Then I started to fuck her in earnest. I banged her pussy for a about 30 minutes, alternating between squeezing her tits and running a hand down to play with her clit, which was then at full attention. With my steady see-saw fucking motion, I thought I could go another 5 minutes, but suddenly her cunt clamped down on my cock and squeezed. Even though she was passed out, she was cumming and it made me cum too. Later, I eased my cock into her mouth, and got a semi blow-job as I alternated closing her nostrils when she was about to breath. After getting hard again, I fucked her another time and thought about boning her ass-hole but time was running short and I knew I had to get her cleaned up and into her bedroom. After all, there was still tomorrow night! Next day in the city She was back from her second exhaustive day of sightseeing. She unknowingly showed me some of her own sights last night and here she was again now bending over to look for the clothes she would wear tomorrow. I could see her panty lines, and knew what her pussy would smell like after she's been running around all day. I encouraged her to take a shower while I got dinner (and her special drink) ready. As soon as she got into the shower, I slipped in and replaced her panties with an identical clean pair. Later she'd toss them into her laundry bag, not suspecting that I had the ones with her private scent as a souvenir. While secretly in the bathroom, I couldn't help but video tape her through the opaque stall door as she showered. Her 34c, natural tits just bounced and shimmered as she moved around in the shower. I would make the bounce again in my hands later that night. Her hands moved between her thighs as she spread the shower soap over her body. My fingers would do the same later, though I would linger a much longer between her thighs than she was currently doing. Later at dinner, she chattered away about her adventures during the day and how much she appreciated me letting her stay over. I could hardly wait for what adventures I had planned for this oblivious guest that evening. In my enthusiasm, I think I put a little more of the sleeping powder into her drink than I normally would have, and the effects were beginning to show even while we were still at the table. I encouraged her to go right to bed, and feeling very tired, she agreed with me, entered her room, and closed (and locked) the guest room door. Could she have suspected something? It didn't matter because that drug would make her my unwitting, unconscious sex toy for the evening. A short while later, using my key, I silently opened the door and entered the bedroom. She was laying on her side on the bed in just her panties, never having had the strength to put her pajamas on that were right next to her on the bed before passing out. This was going to be fun. First, I eased the leg band from her panties so I could peer at her pussy. Then, while one hand held the leg band out, I ran a finger from my other hand up into the folds of her warm, dry pussy, then sliding my finger up, I checked out her asshole. I felt her up like that for a little while and she didn't move at all during this intimate exploration. Since the guest bed was a single, I got the idea that I could swing her around onto her back so that her legs hung over one side, while her head was on the other side. That would leave her all her holes accessible to me. I started with her open mouth. Easing my hard cock in, I was able to build up a nice rhythm and enjoyed the friction against her tongue. I held on to her tits as I fucked her face. I was literally in heaven! As wonderful as it felt being in her mouth, after several minutes I knew I wasn't going to be able to cum unless I had some of her pussy. I almost leaped across the bed so I could line her up from there. Moving her panties to the side again, I found her still slightly moist pussy. Using both my mouth and hands, I worked her up properly, and put a condom on before easing my cock into her tightness. I pounded first her pussy and then finally turned her over, separated her ass cheeks and enjoyed her surprisingly tight asshole, wondering if she had ever taken it that way before.. Next morning, she woke up, well rested (and well-used) ready to return to her home and husband. She thanked me again for having been such a nice guy to let her stay at my place, said she hoped she could do it again sometime, and gave me a little souvenir from her shopping, unaware she was already leaving me with a nice video, a pair of her scented panties, and some hot memories.