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New Horizons Ch. 01

By: fantac64



I guess you could say my introduction to the lesbian lifestyle was slow, sweet and beautiful. I welcomed her into my arms and into my bed just as naturally as if we'd always been together. It was the first time for either of us but it turned out we'd both known for a long time that we were either bi or lesbian and were afraid to do anything about it. 

I know that some women battle with their consciences and go through a period of denial. I had a friend that almost suffered a nervous breakdown going through it, but it just seemed so right when we kissed and neither of us ever looked back. The only straight sex I've had since then was a dismal failure but it wasn't his fault. He gave me several orgasms but they just weren't enough. Would I sleep with another guy? Who knows, but I'm not looking and I don't need one to give me what I need.

My biggest problem was and continued to be, that I am so sexual, almost a nympho at times. Well, I was before all this happened. 

It all began when I booted up my computer after a days work. I scanned my e-mails, dumping the spam messages, deleting the ones I didn't know until I saw one that puzzled me. It was from 'sizzlinsister', and I'd never heard of anyone using that screen name. The subject said, "Invitation. Please do not delete, Important. Now, I've been duped by a lot of spam tricks but this one intrigued me.. Leaving it on the screen, I went to pour a glass of juice. As I sipped the refreshing liquid, I decided to open it, hoping that the anti-virus and anti-spam programs I'd installed were effective.

The message was double spaced in a very feminine type font on pink stationery. Nothing seemed unusual, at least not at first. 

"Samantha," it began. "Greetings. Your name and information were given to us by a mutual friend, who, of course, must remain anonymous. After you read this, I'm sure you'll understand why. She has given us quite a bit of information regarding your new lifestyle and based on her input, along with other facts about you that we've been able to gather, It gives me great pleasure to extend this rather unusual invitation. 

The mission of our group, "Totally Woman," is to offer select individuals the opportunity to expand their horizons, meet new friends in an unusual setting, and bring new pleasures to their life. If you are interested in a more full, more exciting life, and would like to know more, please double click on the medallion you see at the end of this mail. You will be taken to a new site that shows a beautiful southern mansion and garden. Only one pink blossom will be visible. Click on that blossom and your journey will begin. Your access code is A22CF9. Please do not lose it or allow it to get into the hands of anyone else. It is exclusively yours for the next 48 hours, after which it will be rendered inactive. 

I hope we will see each other soon." It was signed, LTF.

It was puzzling, and yet I had to admit that it piqued my interests. Who could possibly know that much about me and my "new" lifestyle, other than my previous lover, whom I hadn't seen for several months? Why would they care about my level of excitement? I saved it to a new folder and finished reading my postings and e-mails, then went to change into panties and sleep shirt. Pouring myself a glass of wine, I returned to the computer, finally admitting that whatever and whoever it was, I had to know more or I would never get any sleep that night. 

Logging on to the site, I was pleased by the beautiful opening scene, the aforementioned Southern mansion with tall porticos, surrounded by beautiful flowers but only one pink blossom could be seen. I clicked on it and was immediately linked to yet another screen, showing a picture of me, sitting in the park as I watched some women playing volleyball in bikinis. I remembered that day all too well. I watched firm bodies of the women and the bouncing breasts in bikini tops. My only question was, who cold have taken the picture? After a few seconds, a soft, decidedly feminine voice welcomed me.

"Welcome, Samantha. We are pleased that you have accepted our offer. In the next few minutes, you will be taken through a series of steps. The reason for all the steps is to give you plenty of time to reconsider. At each step, please take a few seconds to consider what you learn before moving on to the next step. I hope you find our offer acceptable and we will meet each other soon. If you still are interested in growing in the lifestyle, please click on the volleyball in the photo."

With trembling hands, I moved the arrow to the volleyball and clicked on it. It appeared to explode and a pink envelope drifted to the ground. "By your actions, Samantha," the voice continued, "we believe you to be ready for the first step. Our group seeks to take your life to new levels. If you wish to continue, please click on the envelope that fell from the ball." 

When I clicked on the envelope, it opened and a note flew from it to open on the screen. "Thank you," it read. "You should be advised that the activities of the group are intensely sexual and require an ability to be accepting of new experiences. If this is not something you can accept, please click on the medallion at the bottom of the screen. You will be contacted later by a representative. If you choose this option, delete any saved messages. If you feel comfortable to continue at this time, you will see a small oval design at the top of the page. Click on it and you will be taken to the next level, but take a few seconds to contemplate your decision." 

Without hesitation, I placed the arrow over the oval design and clicked on it. It seemed to turn, opening the note like a door onto another screen. " Now that you have chosen to accept our invitation, we will begin the process of preparing your orientation. Though it is an intense experience, nothing will happen that will cause you intense pain or physical damage. You can be assured that you will be treated with respect at all times. You now have twenty-four hours to reconsider. At this time tomorrow, you will receive an email with further details. Thank you, and have a lovely evening." It began to shrink to the sound of a beautiful ballad, and then it was gone. 

The next thing I did was to place a call to my first (and only) lover, Candice, who preferred to be called Candi. It had been months, but we still talked frequently and exchanged emails several times a week. 

She greeted me with "Hey Samantha, are you naked?"

I laughed and replied quickly, "I wish. Hey Candi, I need to ask you something. Are you familiar with an organization called Totally Woman?" For a second or two , there was no reply. 

"Uh yeah, in a way," she replied, and I knew she was holding back. 

"Did you give them my name, and tell them a whole bunch of shit about me?"

"You know me better than that, Sam. I promise you, it wasn't me."

"What do you know about them?"

Again, the hesitation. Her voice softened when she replied. "Ok, listen to me, Samantha. I can't tell you where I got my information from and there is a lot I can't tell you but I'll tell you what I can." I heard her take a deep breath before continuing. "It is a very exclusive, very selective lesbian organization in your area. The very fact that they contacted you should be considered an honor. I do know that it will change your life in ways you can't imagine, and I do know that every time you meet with them, you will be challenged in one way or another. I also know that they aren't kidding when they say it is intensely sexual. I wouldn't even suggest it to most women but I think you'd be fine, and they don't play games with your head. If you decide to get out, you can. I can't tell you more than that Samantha. You'll just have to accept that from me. I already said more than I should."

"Are you a member, Candi?"

"I wish. They don't have a chapter in our area, at least not yet."

"Well then, how do you..."

"Samantha...,"

"Ok, ok, thanks. You've told me enough anyway. Thanks hon. We really need to get together soon."

"I hope we can," she replied. "I'm running all over the country but I haven't been able to get an assignment there again. I'll keep trying though."

True to their promise, there was an email for me the next evening. 

"Hello, Samantha. Since we did not receive an opt out message from you, I will assume that you are accepting our offer. The next step is to take you through the orientation program. In this step, you will be welcomed as a new member in a special ceremony. It is nothing like the hazing we went through in college, though it is every bit as intense. For the last time, I will offer you the opportunity to reject or postpone your decision. If you do so, please close this screen and wait for further instructions. If you accept our offer and wish to continue, please click on the medallion at the bottom of the screen."

Without hesitation, I clicked on it, opening a new screen of familiar pink stationery.

"Thank you and welcome. It is important that you follow our instructions exactly as given. Should you be unable to comply, please use your opt out code to postpone your meeting with us. 

At exactly 8 PM this Wednesday, you will wait at your door for our driver. You will know our vehicle by the medallion on the door, exactly as the one you've seen in our correspondence. You must wear a button front blouse and skirt that falls at least three inches above the knee. Please be wearing heels when you arrive. You will proceed to the vehicle and enter without speaking. The driver will verify your identity by a photo we have on file. The driver will not speak except to ask you your name and age. A blindfold will be placed over your head and secured with adjustable straps. When you reach your destination, the driver will escort you to the building where a guide will meet you to escort you the rest of the way. You are not to speak to them.

When you arrive at the destination, the guide will position you for your next step. Remember, should you choose not to appear, or if the prospect of a blindfold over your eyes is uncomfortable, please follow the opt out instructions given earlier. If there are any questions, or if you don't understand anything, please type your question in the box that you will find at the bottom of the screen in thirty seconds. We will reply in seconds. If you wish to continue, please click on the pink balloon that says 'I accept.' Thank you for your trust. You will not regret that decision".

Quickly writing the information down on a sticki-note, I wrote 8PM Wed., then stuck it to my screen. 

When I clicked on the balloon, I was directed to page 2 where I found the picture of the golden medallion, but now, I could see it more clearly. A picture of a woman was carefully worked into the center. Although it wasn't obvious, I knew that the woman was nude.

I put my mouse pointer right on her nipple and clicked. I was rewarded by the image of a beautiful young woman who winked at me and said, "I'll see you very soon."

I forced myself to focus on the job at hand the next morning, but when I went to lunch, I sat so that I could study Danielle's actions. She was the only other woman who knew or suspected. Was she the one they used to get information? Had it been a mistake to attempt to seduce her that night? Obviously, there was an initiation or something since they were so specific about what I was to wear, and I did have the right to reconsider at the last moment once I knew what I was being exposed to. 

I decided to shop for something new, choosing a dark blue mini-skirt with coordinating pale blue blouse. Going to one of the most popular lingerie stores, I purchased white thongs and a matching demi-bra .with front closure.

Wednesday seemed to move with agonizing slowness but as soon as it was 5PM, I hurried out of the office, nearly running into my apartment. After eating a light dinner, I showered and dressed in the requested outfit, complete with heels. At 7:55, I was standing in my doorway. 

When a mini-van bearing the medallion on the door pulled to the curb, I took a deep breath and closed and locked my door. Entering the vehicle, I glanced at the driver, a lovely young woman with auburn hair. The woman compared the photo to me, then asked my name and age. That being done, she reached over to slip a black blindfold over my head, pushing me back into the seat. As she leaned over me to buckle the seat belt, I inhaled her fragrance and wondered at the firm young body that pressed against mine.

When we arrived at our destination, the driver got out and opened my door for me. Taking my arm, she led me up a long walkway and into a building. Just before she left, she kissed me tenderly on the cheek and squeezed my arm. For a moment, I stood quietly, but then someone took my arm again and guided me down a long hallway until we stopped and I heard another door open. We stepped into a room and the guide moved me to a spot and dropped my arm. Though nothing was said, I knew that I stood there alone.

"Welcome Samantha," a very feminine voice said. "Thank you for your trust. If you feel threatened or uncomfortable at any time, please feel free to hold up your hand as a sign that you wish to pause to collect your thoughts. Should you choose to stop at any point, just use your safe word. You will then be taken to another room where the guide will escort you to your van to be taken home. A representative will contact at you at some point in the near future. You must speak only if spoken to and follow all directions. I encourage you to relax and enjoy the evening. Your safe word is 'done.' If you speak that word, all activity will stop.."

For a few seconds, there was no sound but then I heard a footstep and shivered as several hands began to move over my body. It was impossible to tell how many people there were, as they softly caressed everywhere on my body. My face was turned from side to side as at least one woman kissed me, though I was sure it was more than one. The kisses roamed over my neck and ears as the warmth that began spreading over my body brought a soft mewling sound from my lips. I felt someone unbutton my blouse, pulling it from my skirt, but it wasn't removed The tender kisses moved down to cover my shoulders, and chest, then on to the exposed globes of my breasts. I felt arms surround me, pulling me into a warm embrace and then the hands stopped and there was nothing but silence. I now stood, wearing an open blouse, and white lace demi bra over my skirt and heels. 

The hands soon returned and now I felt fingers working their way under the waist band of my skirt as other hands unzipped it. As my skirt dropped to pool around my ankles, a cool breeze swept over my bare legs. Two pairs of hands grasped my arms to steady me as a voice requested that I step out of my skirt. The hands that again began to teasingly fondle my body were soft and gentle in their touches and strokes, almost as light as a feather, and I heard myself moan in desire. When one of the hands moved to cup my sex, I instinctively spread my legs wider, gasping as they moved over me, caressing and stroking over my panty covered sex. As my blouse fell to the floor, kisses were placed all over my chest and arms, then over my shoulder and down my back. A warm, wet tongue caressed the flesh of my stomach, moving slowly upward toward my bra. I was now moaning and mewling almost constantly. 

When my legs began to weaken and start shaking, hands once again steadied me as my bra was removed. I was gently guided to a couch or bed of some kind where I was moved to lie on my back. With just a few motions, my heels and panties were whisked away. My legs were spread and a soft towel was placed under my hips. Soft, well padded restraints were wrapped around my ankles and wrists as my hands were moved over my head and secured there while my ankles were secured at each corner of the bed or couch.. I was now naked, my, wrists over my head, my legs splayed wide, my moist pussy on display. I could feel my heart beating faster and faster and it was difficult to control my breathing.

I tensed when hot breath was blown over my clean shaven mons and my now exposed labia.. Then, once more, as suddenly as it started, it stopped. Again there was no sound. The thoughts of what was about to happen had my body screaming for attention and I felt the wetness between my legs, grateful for the towel that had been placed there.

Though I never heard a sound or sensed any movement, I gasped as tongues began moving over my painfully erect nipples. Fingers kneaded my breasts and swirled over my navel. I could feel the desire building and my moans became louder. I cried out as finger tips spread my labia wide, while still more fingers plunged deep into my wet pussy. The only sounds I heard were my own as I fought against the need for release. I was near, so very near and I needed to come so desperately. As the waves began to move over me, the fingers drove into me, faster and deeper. When my first orgasm hit, I cried out in pleasure and pain as my breath was taken from my lungs and my body seemed to implode. There was a pause in the action as I calmed, then fingers moved over my lips feeding me my own juices.

The aroma of aroused, feminine sex moved over me and I felt the heat from above as a woman straddled my face. I thrust my face upward and made contact with a wet pussy which I lapped at hungrily, thrusting my tongue into her in search of more. I groaned loudly when I felt a tongue begin working it's way into the depths of my pussy, while someone held my lips spread wide. I pushed my hips into the tongue and moaned as I licked wildly at the pussy in front of me until I felt the woman's legs clamp down on my head and kept licking as the thigh muscles began to spasm against my head. When the woman lifted her body off, I felt lips caress my face and a kiss was softly planted on my lips. "Thank you," A second later, I cried out as my clit was bitten and chewed on, sending me over the edge again. 

Then everyone left and a voice said, "Lie still, Samantha." My restraints were removed, giving me the freedom to move and the familiar voice returned, only now it sounded as if the woman were right beside her. "Please stand, Samantha." I sat up and waited for my mind to clear, then rose to stand on shaking legs while strong arms held me up. Flexing my legs and arms, I waited for whatever was to happen next. Cool air blowing over my legs brought a shiver over my naked body, wet with not only my juices, but those of others.

As I waited, I wondered how many women were there with me. I snapped out of my trance when someone's lips moved against mine. The lips were soft, sensual and inviting, followed by a smooth tongue that worked its way through my lips and over my tongue. I was wrapped in a warm embrace by at least two people that continued as hands began moving over my back and up the back of my legs , over the cheeks of my ass and into the deep cleft between them. My body tensed when I felt a finger move over the sensitive flesh of my anus. That was one thing that no one had done to me and I wasn't sure what I should do. Could I go forward, knowing what they most likely wanted, or should I use my safe word? The fingertip circled the rim over and over until I felt a slight pressure. Was I about to be penetrated? I didn't panic but I had to admit to reservations about it. As the gentle probing continued, I finally decided to try to relax and let it happen. 

I was guided to lean against a smooth round object. Hands firmly pushed me forward, forcing my shoulders down until I felt a padded surface against my breasts. A pillow was placed under my head and my arms were stretched out to the sides, to be secured by restraints. They lifted my feet up, placing them on some kind of bar or platform where they spread them wide and secured them. The cool air against my anus reminded me that my ass was on full display and I no longer doubted the intent of my hosts, only my ability to tolerate it. 


New Horizons Ch. 01



Chapter 1: Beginning

Unfortunately for us, circumstances had dictated we be away from each other for much of the past month. I had been sent down to Florida for a conference, and you were locked in to attend one yourself in upstate New York. It was a new challenge for us in our marriage. We are somewhat newlyweds (less than two years of marital bliss under our belts), young, and our sex life is very healthy. It isn't merely the sex, though. It is the sense of intimacy, connection, and warmth we share. There is a union and steadfastness to our love that we both revel in and foster. Leaving each other for such a time was a bit difficult and straining, but we both knew it was a test to our love that should only prove it stronger.

I got back home a day before you were scheduled to leave for home as well. After calling to confirm my arrival around nine at night, I fell into bed with a little jet lag and tiredness from waking quite early that morning. I slept soundly and dreamlessly. 

My eyes slowly opened as the dawning sun's light crept into the room. The promise of the new day immediately reminds me that you will be home in only a few hours. I cannot help but think of the exploits of passion we have shared on mornings like this, and that we will hopefully share tonight. My body tinglesto life slowly as gooseflesh rises on me. My nipples become pert and a flush of wetness consumes my nether regions. Yes, this will be a wonderful night.

As I look up seeing the ceiling, I suddenly realize my hands can't move. I look to my left in a bit of panic and see you standing next to the bed, a smile on your face as you whisper, "Good morning, my love. Welcome home." You lean down to kiss me, your tongue slipping in me so warm and smooth.

As I go to wrap my arms around you, I am reminded I cannot move. Now fully awake, I feel the tug of my arms cuffed over my head. My legs are spread apart with silk ties and secured to the bed. A brief tug of my arms confirms I am at your mercy, and I stop pulling and surrender to your kiss. 

After a long deep tender kiss you pull your tongue from in me. "I wanted to make sure you knew how much I've missed you, wanted you, and needed you. And I want you to know that you aren't getting away from me for a long, long time." You wink and kiss me deeply, as I meet your kiss eagerly, passionately. Too soon you pull back. "Look what I have for my baby girl," you whisper as you slide our bedside table near. 

Looking at the table, I immediately understand what is to come. This has been a fantasy we have only explored in part, but we have both wanted to take it much further. It was only a matter of who was to make the first move and when. 

My eyes are so large as I survey the table seeing a candle flicker as the hot body wax drips around it; I then notice a dinner fork, a bottle of wine in a bucket of ice, my vibrator, nipple clips, a ball of feathers, body gel, your belt, and one of my favorite things, your purple jelly stick. Smiling you kiss my nipple and slowly stroke my pussy with your full hand. You feel my body definitely respond in anticipation, shivering and tensing.

"What are you going to do to me?" I ask softly. 

You smile and say, "I'm going to make you cum; make you my little cum doll; make you what you long to be; my hot little cum whore." You reach for the wine bottle and take a sip from the long narrow neck. "Would you like some, baby to celebrate our reunion?" You ask as you move your mouth close to me, drinking in more wine then pushing your tongue in my mouth and allowing it to drip from your mouth to mine. Some drips on my face as I suck it from your tongue. "This is such good wine, baby." You move the bottle now close to my clit. "It can intoxicate your mind and your body."

I can feel the cold glass bottle move over my clit as your mouth kisses me and licks off the dripping wine. The bottle now rubs my slit. "I'm going to fill all your holes today, baby...every last one." You grin down at me and lick your lips, causing me to shudder with longing. "Need another drink, love?" You ask, as you push the bottle against my pussy lips and pour the wine in my hole as the long narrow neck pushes them apart. 

"Ohhh!" I scream and whimper at the feeling of the cold wet wine and then the glass massaging my hole.

"Mmmm, baby, you're making such a mess," you murmur as your mouth goes to my hole and licks up the wine, drinking it from me and licking my thighs. Some spilled under me, but you have a soft towel to absorb the drippings. We both know there will be a lot of that today.

You move the bottle and lift me, pushing the bottle against my ass. You can feel my muscles tighten in anticipation of this huge object probing my tight hole, but you only pour some wine out and slowly finger me, soaking my ass with cold wine. I twist a little and moan in the bed. "Ooh, you're soaking all my holes," I moan. 

You slip onto the bed and lower yourself down and kneel between my shoulders, your cock now dangling in my face. "See what you do to me, baby? See how I've needed you? You're such a little whore. You need to cum all the time when you're with me...as do I." Your cock now throbs with desire being so close to my full, pouting lips. A soft tongue emerges from my mouth as I try to lick your head. "Does my little slut need to suck cock again? Just like she loves? Is that what you've craved?" You ask as the head comes to my mouth. With pure hunger, I suck it in. You stroke my mouth as your hips rock back and forth fucking my mouth. "You love this don't you? You love being my little cock sucking slut." 

My head moves up and down to confirm what you told me as I feel your fingers reach back and twist my nipples harder and harder as I suck even more. "Take it, baby. Show me how you love to suck cock, how you missed it," you command as your fingers twist my nipples like twist tops from a bottle.

My mouth sucks and pulls on your shaft as you drive it deeper and deeper in me. My arms are pulling on the cuffs trying to reach your cock and get a grip. My mouth is so full, my cheeks looking swollen from your shaft. 

I moan with a full mouth as you reach to the side and grab the nipple clamp from the table and very slowly apply one to my nipple as I suck you. Suddenly, my mouth flies open, your cock slipping out as I moan from the pleasure pain twisting and turning. 

You rub your cock on my face as you open and close the clip before lowering one of your balls into my open mouth. You watch me and moan as my talented mouth rolls it and sucks on it like a true cum whore. Your hand is working the clamp, my mouth clamped around your balls as they fill with cum for your little slut. 

"You need cum, don't you baby?" You ask as your balls leave my mouth. 

"Oohhh yes, baby!" I moan as you slowly kneel higher over me, your throbbing cock still over my face. A hand releases the clamp on my nipple and places it on the other. I moan and twist again with aching pleasure as I watch your hand stroke your cock as it throbs and aches over my face. 

"My cum doll needs to be fed. Open your mouth!" You command as you stroke your throbbing cock over me. Immediately, I obey as you pull and tug on your shaft which is raging with desire now. You moan as your balls swing with your strokes. "Open your mouth, my beautiful little whore!" You order again as I now stick out my tongue.

You milk and stroke your cock until it explodes over me, shooting spurts of hot cum out of your slit and splashing onto my face, into my mouth, my hair, and down my chin. You partially stand and jerk your cock hard, milking every drop out as it splashes on my tits and coats my neck. Your cum is so thick and creamy spraying all over me.

You are locked on my eyes as my hungry mouth eats, and my long hot pink tongue licks up every morsel of cum it can reach. I pull on the cuffs wanting to get more as your hungry little whore is fed the sweet salty protein from deep inside you You look down and see me dripping with cum. I can tell you are hotter than ever for me, your cock still throbbing in your grip.

You sigh with partial exhaustion from the intensity of your ejaculation over me. "So much cum for my doll," you moan. Once again you lower yourself over me and rub the cum into my skin. You bring it to my mouth with your throbbing cock for me to feed on. Your hands rub my tits hard, pushing your cum into my breasts and slowly coating my nipples. You watch your hungry little animal lick and suck the cum I so badly need. 

You drag your cock over my face, down over the cum on my neck, and briefly pause at my tits. As you slide over my cum soaked body, you lower your mouth to kiss me, to taste you on me, licking up cum from my skin so I can lick it from your tongue. 

You slide down more to let your cock rest between my thighs. You let me feel your cock against my clit as you kiss and kiss and kiss me. You start pulling cum from my hair onto your finger so I can lick it off. You continue licking my neck and nipples, helping to clean and feed me. 

After a time, you move from the bed again, standing over me as I watch with anticipation. "You're such a hot little whore. You need to cum don't you? I can feel your pussy dripping," you tell me as your finger runs down my clit. You push your finger in and pump it, finger fucking me slowly as I pull on the cuffs. Your mouth leans over and bites my nipples hard, tugging and pulling on them, making me squirm. 

A second finger now enters my hole with your hungry mouth still sucking my tits, paying equal attention to them both. With your free hand, you reach to the table. You stop sucking my nipple and kiss me deeply. 

"It's not all about the pain, is it, baby?" your fingers still fucking me. Suddenly, I feel the cold steel against my skin. You have a dinner fork in your hand, and you ever so slowly scrape it over my chest. The tips of the fork leave a long white trail as it pulls on my skin. You drag it down to my breast and tweak my nipples with the end of the fork. Your fingers are still massaging my hole, feeling me drip more and more. 

You bury your head into my neck, kissing and licking it as you run the fork over my stomach making long white lines again on my skin as it goes lower and lower. I am now twisting in your arms, with the feeling of anticipation rushing through my body. 

You pause from kissing my neck so you can lower yourself over my body and control the magic fork You slowly remove your fingers from my dripping hole as I begin to beg, "Make me cum! I need to cum!"

With a stern voice, you tell me, "Not yet, baby. Don't cum yet, you little whore!" You turn the fork and press the long metal piece against my clit as you lower your mouth to suck my dripping hole. You rub my clit as you lick my slit. The juice is now gushing out of my pussy

You turn the points down again toward my skin and run the fork along side my slit, down my inner thigh, as your wet tongue traces the trail on me. My legs are spread so wide, and you drag the fork lower making me as you go. Your hand bends my knees, and you lick behind them with your long, wet tongue and then scrape them with the fork.

My body pitches and twists. I have lost control. "Fuck me! Let me cum! I need to cum, baby!" I scream as you play with my legs ignoring my pleas. 

After what seems to be forever, your tongue leaves the crease behind my knees and begins to lick up my inner thigh. As you move, you place the fork back on the table and grab my vibrator turning it on and placing it on my clit as your mouth covers my hole and sucks me hard. 

My body twists and turns, pushing wanting more, as my moans echo around the room. Bucking and pushing against you now, I cry out, "Fuck me, eat me, take me!"

The vibrator presses my clit, your mouth now chewing my lips. Your head pushes up from between my legs, an eager grin on your face. "Cum my little whore! Cum for me!" Then your tongue drives deep in my hole, your head bobbing up and down fucking me so deeply. Within seconds you feel my pussy explode in a huge tidal wave of cum almost squirting out of me the force is so great. Your mouth is eating me, tongue fucking me as you run the vibrator over my clit and push it up to my tits, letting me feel it all over my body. 

"Fuck me! Fuck me! I am your whore!" I scream as my body pushes and humps your mouth, trying to pull your entire mouth inside me. The orgasm seems to last forever as my body aches and twists in your grip. Your mouth chews, sucks, and fucks wanting every drop of me. 

After a second then third orgasm, my muscles begin to relax. You can feel my strain of desire die down as I try to catch my breath. Soaked with hot cum your mouth licks my thighs, my slit, and all the way down to my ass and then back up. You pause to chew on my clit which is now swollen to almost twice its normal size. 

You slide up over my body and kiss my mouth briefly before speaking. "I have so much more to do; so much more for my beautiful little cum whore. I know you need to cum again and again and again, and I intend (as always) to fill every hole... Here's some more cum for you," you whisper as your tongue drives into me and my mouth sucks you deep inside...



New Horizons Ch. 01



This is a compilation of some hot messages two other Literotica members and I had sent to each other. It started with one and I then evolved with the second writer and I.

A reader of one of my posts on the GLBT Forum wrote me and said how hot the post had gotten him. I wrote back and asked him if he would be interested in writing hot nasty emails back and forth. He gladly accepted and we got off to a great start.

Both of us were bicurious and had not had any contact with another man. This would be a good safe way to explore new horizons for each of us without any fear of consequences or embarrassment. 

We would sometimes send each other 4 or 5 emails back and forth a day.

I know texting would be quicker but I am digitally challenged and emails are my limit. With our way you also get the anticipation that comes from the wait for a reply. After some months we agree that we had gone about as far as we could go in print and both were testing the waters of meeting face to face. I live in the East and he is in Central Illinois so it would be difficult. But I have relatives outside Chicago and he is an hour south so I extended a visit and invited him to spend a weekend with me there.

We had some phone conversations at length and sent pictures back and forth. We both felt that two men could have hot sex with each other without loosing their masculinity. He agreed and neither of us wanted our first time with another man to be a quickie in a car or bath room. I was quite pleased with his pictures, about my age and good looking but his cock shot made the decision so much easier. I am about 6 inches and cut, he was over 7 but uncut. All of my male fantasies are of uncut cocks so this alone excited me and helped to make the move to get together.

We had found a time that worked and I made my travel arrangements. 

During my visit with my relatives all I could think was, in 72 hours I will hold another mans cock, I will take it into my mouth and suck the life out of it. Thankfully the family didn't notice my preoccupation.

The visit ended with hugs and kisses from and to all and I left for Chicago and my much anticipated adventure.

I didn't know how I should check in so just acted like I did this all of the time and told the desk that I had a reservation for a suite for two. When she asked if I would need one or two key cards, I said two and my partner would be arriving later. After all my worry she didn't seem to really care who or how many were checking in.

I got there before Jim and took a shower so I will be nice and fresh for our time together. I especially concentrated on my cock, balls and ass.

It was really hard for me not to get myself off as I haven't cum in days but wait for Jim's arrival.

I get into bed naked and still hard. I fall asleep and as Jim is using his key card he slips into the room without waking me.

I wake up slowly to a near dark room by the feeling of someone caressing me. I am on my side with one leg lifted towards my chest. I feel a hand caress my ass cheek and another reaching around me to stroke my cock. This excites me like I haven't been for a long time. I am soft and know from our emails this is how he would like to find me. Jim continues caressing my ass. He runs his fingers between my cheeks to my balls and holds them and rolls my sack in his hand . His other hand has my cock. He is caressing me from my inner thighs to my ass and balls with one hand and my cock with the other hand. 

Before I am completely hard he rolls me over and takes my cock into his mouth and makes love it. His mouth is hot, wet and I feel him suck me like he is trying to pull my cum through it. He is still holding my balls and rolls them in his hand. He strokes my shaft with the other as he sucks it. He pulls his head back until just my cock head is in his mouth and stroks the wet shaft. He sucks harder on my crown and runs his tongue around it, over and under it. 

It doesn't take much of this before I am completely hard and I try to turn around into a 69 with him.

Jim tells me to just relax; he wants my first time with another man sucking me to be memorable and to just enjoy as we have all week end.

I do just that and lay back to enjoy his fine cock sucking. As he sucks and licks my cock he is also stroking it with one hand and caressing my balls with the other. Sometimes he has just the tip of my cock in his mouth and is running his hot tongue around the head while stroking the shaft. I am not sure who is loving this more Jim or me.

He is taking his time enjoying this. Some women made me feel they were going so fast because they wanted to just get it over with. Jim reminds me of a lover who could almost get off by just giving me head.

I am so relaxed that I pull my legs back so that my knees are at my chest and I put my hands between my legs spreading myself open completely to him. When a woman did this in the past it was so hot for me that I felt that I was in heaven. I fell that way now exposing myself completely to him any way he wants me.

"Oh my God, you are the best cock sucker I have ever had." is all I can say between moans of ecstasy.

He takes two fingers and makes small circles in that sweet spot between my balls and anus. I know he is uncomfortable with ass play so understand when he doesn't venture farther. When it is my turn to pleasure him I will show him how great it can feel when done slowly and with patience.

But now Jim's great cock sucking has brought me to orgasm.

I cry out "Oh God Jim, I am cumming!"

He keeps fucking my cock with his mouth until I start shooting into it. Jim's mouth, tongue and lips are the ultimate caress, better than anywhere my cock has been in the past.

Once I stop cumming he holds me in his mouth until I am soft and as I am so sensitive he lets my cock slowly slide from his mouth.

As I am collecting myself he sits back on his heels with a satisfied smile on his face. He licks a drop of my cum from the corner of his mouth and I can see him swallow it. 

It is then that I see him naked,and all I see is his cock, erect and throbbing. He remembers my fascination with the uncut cock and works his foreskin back and forth over the beautiful crown, milking some precum out. He spreads his precum over his cock head giving it a shiny look. I can see his pulse in his cock and say:"It is now your turn to sit back and enjoy, let me do everything to return the pleasure you just gave me."

To be continued in future parts.....



New Horizons Ch. 01



Nothing happened for a few seconds, but then hands caressed my back and ass cheeks. Tongues moved over my cheeks and into the crease. The fingers that had been caressing my ass then began spreading my cheeks as a tongue moved over the tender flesh of my anus, continuing to move lower, stroking over my perineum, and on to my moist sex. As the tongue moved over and into me, I felt fingers stroke over my anal opening, stroking and testing it. The tongue in my pussy now moved away to lick my thighs as a finger moved in to take its place. Fingers began working my clit into a fiery frenzy and then the tongue returned. There was no way to control my body as it began to build toward another orgasm but then the action ceased. 

A warm liquid was poured over my ass, between the cheeks and down over my abandoned pussy. For a second, I once again contemplated using the safe word, but again, I decided to allow the penetration to happen, hoping that it would not be too painful. My cheeks were pulled apart and more liquid was poured over the hole and a finger began working it into and over me. 

The tongue now returned to probe into, up, and over my pussy, licking from side to side and up and down. When I felt a moist, warm pussy move into both hands, I opened my hands to cup them in my fingers. I knew what they expected and had no intention of denying their needs. As I played with the wet holes, fingering them aggressively, I awaited penetration, knowing it was near. My head was lifted from the pillow and soft thighs moved around my head and the fragrance of her highly aroused pussy drove me to taste her. I began licking into it with my tongue, still wondering if, and when I was going to lose my anal virginity. I grunted softly as a finger penetrated my ass, then yelped as a second was forced in. Very near to my head, a soft voice advised me, "Just relax, Samantha. Allow your body to totally relax." I felt a rather large object, probably a cock press against my anus but as it pressed, released, and pressed again, I realized that it was more likely a strap on of some kind 

I moaned as a dildo moved deep into my pussy and began moving rapidly. It didn't take long before my orgasm made itself known. Thrusting me hips into it, I cried out into the pussy in my face as it hit me. At that precise moment, the cock penetrated my rim and stopped, while the dildo continued working in and out of me, keeping my orgasm alive. There was a sharp burning sensation in my anus, but then the cock was removed and a finger rubbed some kind of cool cream into me just before more pressure was applied and then I yelped as the head popped through my sphincter. The cock stopped for a second and then began moving deeper and deeper into me with short strokes, pulling completely out as more lubricant was drizzled over and into my anus. I felt the pressure of the plastic testicles against my cheeks as a final thrust buried it deep in my rectum. 

I took several deep breaths and relaxed as it began moving in and out with slow deep strokes that began to send sensual waves through me, providing sensations I'd never dreamed of. The dildo was removed from my pussy and the tongue returned. Now I had my tongue in someone's pussy while I fingered two others and my own pussy was being licked and my ass was being hammered by a large strap-on. As I reached still another orgasm, the other women followed one by one. As the women pulled away from my fingers, they kissed my cheek. Then the cock was slipped from my ass and a warm cloth tenderly cleaned away the fluids. The woman whose nose my pussy was in was the last to come. She slipped out from under my face and the pillow once again was slipped under my head.

The room became silent and I once again felt alone in the room. I just lay there, relaxing as my anus continued to pulse and my pussy continued to seep fluids. "Please lie still," the voice ordered. 

The restraints were removed but I remained where I was, quietly waiting for whatever was to happen next. "You may stand, Samantha, " the voice announced. I sat up and turned, sitting as my head suddenly seemed to float away, then carefully began working my way off the surface, taking some time to make sure my legs would support me. "You may remove your blindfold," . 

I shuddered when I looked down on the padded table where I'd lost her my anal virginity but I forced my eyes away, to find a chair nearby that held a basin of water,a bath sponge and some cleaning solution in a squeeze bottle. A towel was draped over the back of the chair. I cleaned myself up as best I could and toweled myself dry. Goose bumps covered my shivering body in the chilly room. A door opened to my right and I turned as several nude women began walking toward me. One by one, they took me in their arms and kissed me. They each thanked me and the last woman held me, looking into my face. "Thank you Samantha. Are you all right now?"

"I'm weak, but I guess I'll make it," I replied. The woman smiled and put her arm around me and as we walked toward the door, each woman caressed my face tenderly and once again thanked me.

Just inside the room we entered, I found my clothing, carefully folded. Foregoing the need for panties and bra, I dressed under her watchful eyes. 

"Thank you for your trust, Samantha," she said, as she led me to the other door. "I hope you enjoyed your visit."

As I moved through the door, another woman who was completely dressed, met me and escorted me to the outside door. She kissed me as I began to leave. I smiled at her and thanked her. "We'll be meeting again soon," she said, as the door closed behind me. 

When I headed for the car, my legs were still a bit wobbly but I made it, finding it difficult to climb in the door that the driver held open. Once I was seated and buckled in, she started the car and opened my window while the air conditioning began to cool my sweat covered face. Taking some deep breaths as my body continued to quiver, I felt the quite tender flesh around my anus pulse and smiled. 

I felt the drivers eyes on me as I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. "This has all been a dream" I muttered, but my anus told me otherwise. 

"No, it wasn't a dream," the lovely young thing in the driver's seat corrected. "How are you holding up?" 

"I'm not sure," I reported. "I've never experienced anything like that in my life. My anus took the worse of it, I guess. I've never had anal before." 

"And now?" she asked. "How do you feel about it?" 

"I think I was so frightened at the prospect that I didn't relax enough to enjoy it as much as I might otherwise, but if given the opportunity again, I'd gratefully accept. I think that it might be wonderful. I know the orgasm I got from the combination was awesome and took the wind right out of me." 

"You're going to enjoy your membership Samantha. I've been in for almost two years and I just can't get enough of what the women do for me and with me."

"Were you one of the women who had their way with me?" I asked. 

She giggled, "No, I'm not a member of the host chapter. I just got to watch and have my pleasures with one of my own chapter members. Wait till you observe one of those ceremonies. You can't keep your hands off yourself or your neighbors. It is so very erotic." 

She handed me an envelope which, for a few seconds, I held in my hands, but then I ripped it open to read as she drove. .

"We appreciate your trust, Samantha, and the privilege of enjoying the taste, look and feel of your beautiful body. We trust that your experience was a pleasant one. Further information will be forthcoming. Thank you."

I felt the skirt between my legs become wetter and wetter until it began feeling uncomfortable. Still, I smiled in spite of everything, enjoying the cool air in the car. 

When we got to the house, she ran around to open the door for me. As I got out of the car, I almost laughed at how wet the upholstery had become, and how strong the scent of sex was. 

"I'm sorry," I said to the girl. "I'm afraid I was wetter than I thought". 

She laughed. "It's all right. They're treated. Samantha, I hope you stay with us. You're a beautiful woman with a fantastic body and one day I'd like to be the one you're with."

I smiled and took her in my arms, accepting a kiss on the cheek. "I think I'd like that too, Terrice." 

Worn out to the point of exhaustion, I slowly went into the apartment, falling asleep in the recliner, fully dressed.

Several days later, a package of rather substantial size was delivered by messenger. For quite some time I left it laying on the coffee table, unopened. Finally, when I couldn't stand it any more, I ripped it open, to find dozens of high quality photos of me in various positions, doing various things. The women I'd met as I left were around me, doing things to me that I remembered quite well. I could make out several other women behind a glass panel of some kind, most in various stages of undress, some completely naked, watching my orientation while some appeared to be engaging in some activities of their own . Each activity was photographed at various stages from many angles. Some of them brought an embarrassed flush to my face, especially the ones that graphically showed my ass being penetrated. The size of the strap on, now that I could see it, almost frightened me. How could that monster possibly have fit in my ass? No wonder it was tender and shaking. The photos of my pussy were graphic, showing it, fresh and pink, splayed wide by many fingers, a tongue flicking over my clit. The longer I studied the pictures, the less clothes I had on until I was stark naked, with my fingers driving in and out of my wet pussy. After my second orgasm, I looked in the bag and found a card. "We sincerely hope that you enjoyed your orientation session enough to want to continue with us, either as a spectator or participant." A phone number followed with a note that requested that she contact a woman by the name of Melissa within ten days. An hour later, I dialed the woman's number.



New Horizons Ch. 02



I apologize for making everyone wait this long. Separation and divorce can do that to you. I hope you enjoy the second part of New Horizons and beg for the next part, which is written and waiting for your pleas. 

*

As instructed in the letter I had received after the orientation, I had dialed the number for someone named Melissa almost immediately. 

"Hello,"

"Is there a Melissa Phelps there, please?

"This is she, can I ask who's calling, please?"

"Melissa, hi, this is Samantha. I was told to contact you" 

"Oh yes," she replied, her voice warming and almost sensual. "How are you Samantha?" 

"Still in shock I think," I relied, "and you?"

"I'm doing fine," she replied. "I'm sure you're still getting over the session. It takes a few days before it really soaks in. My purpose in contacting you is to try to set up a meeting where wecan review your orientation. Explain more about our organization, show you the benefits of being a member, and answer any questions you may have, and I'm sure you've thought of many of those. 

"I'm still trying to believe I did it," I replied. "I'm usually a shy, and somewhat private person, yet I allowed several women to have their way with my body in ways I would never have dreamt possible."

"Let me ask you this, Samantha. Do you regret your decision to participate?"

"No, not in the least, it's just...I don't know...so not me, if you know what I mean."

"I certainly do, Samantha, and I think if you were to talk to other members, you'd find that most of them went through the same self analysis you're going through. Have you given any thought to continuing in your growth?"

"I'd be lying if I said no," I replied, "but there is so much I don't understand and I don't know much about the group at all."

"That's exactly why I'm calling you. Is there a possibility that we could get together this coming Tuesday, say about seven?"

I hesitated for a few seconds but I really did have a lot of questions, and it would be nice to have someone I could discuss them with, one-on-one, before I made any decisions. To be honest though, my body had almost vibrated for days afterwards and I wouldn't mind a little more of that level of satisfaction. "I think I can arrange that. Where would you like to meet?"

"I'll give you the address," she replied. "It's a favorite restaurant of mine."

The restaurant where we met was in a very upscale part of town. As soon as I stepped into the room, I was pleased by the hushed ambiance. Dimly lit, with soft music and widely spaced booths and tables, it was ideal for intimate conversations. The hostess asked my name, then directed me to the lounge. "Your party will meet you there," she said. As I walked to the lounge, I glanced around the restaurant. Across the ends of the room were several larger booths. In the back, rich ivory and gold drapes, tied back with ivory ties, marked the entrances to still larger areas. 

I'd dressed conservatively in a business suit with a white silk blouse to make the right impression and I noticed that several pairs of eyes followed me as I stepped into the lounge. As I waited, the cute little bartender served me a cola, æcompliments of the house', she said. I had no way to know to know what Melissa looked like, so I studied each and every woman as they entered. I had asked Melissa what she looked like, she'd told me simply, "I'll find you, Samantha." As I sat there, I wondered if Melissa had been one of the women who had so deliciously possessed me just a few days earlier, although it seemed to be weeks. I casually scanned the others that were seated in the lounge. Was I being watched? Was Melissa already in the room and just taking stock of me? 

As each customer entered the restaurant, I watched them as they moved to their tables or booths. A young woman wearing a soft pink sweater over a black skirt entered the restaurant, stepping to the hostess's desk. She whispered something to the hostess that made her smile, then returned the smile when the hostess whispered her reply. She turned and headed for the lounge, walking past as a delicate fragrance wafted over the room. Taking a seat at the far end of the bar, she chatted with the bartender, her back to me. Deciding that was not Melissa. I turned back to study the other new arrivals. 

"Hello, Samantha," I heard and turned to see the woman I'd decided was not Melissa was indeed the woman I was supposed to meet.

She smiled and I smiled back, liking what I saw so far. 

"Hello Melissa. You had me fooled. I saw you come in but was pretty sure it wasn't you."

"That's exactly what I was hoping for," Melissa replied. For a while, we exchanged the usual small talk about work, weather and clothes, then she reached over to take my hand in hers. "Shall we move to a table?"

As we approached the hostess stand, I saw the smile and wink the woman gave Melissa as we were ushered to a table at the rear of the room. I wondered if the hostess was yet another member, but kept my thoughts to myself. Sitting at the table, I swept me eyes around the area, taking in the other diners, noting that no one was in our area, and in fact, only a table of three women was anywhere close to us at all. .

A bottle of white wine was brought to the table along with a tray of appetizers and loaves of fragrant hot bread. As we sampled the bread and appetizers, I studied my host. Long brown hair draped smoothly over very feminine shoulders, blue eyes as deep as the sky, tempting lips and a smooth neck led to the hint of cleavage at the top of her low necked shirt. 

"I hope you don't mind," Melissa offered, "but I ordered a small chef's salad to save us some time." 

"Not at all, that's fine," I replied. 

The salads arrived seconds later and as we ate, Melissa studied retrieved a gray folder from her bag. Placing it in front of me, she asked me to read it's contents. Opening the folder, I found pink stationery. As I read, Melissa leaned back studying my reactions. Even in the dim light of the candles, it was soon apparent that she was seeing the reaction she had expected. 

"Hello, Samantha," it said, "and once again, my thanks for your trust. This group was formed for the specific purpose of providing women of the lesbian lifestyle a safe and pleasant way to to gather for pleasure. Since its inception, we have grown in number and activities. The fact that you chose not to use your safe word was a signal to us that you were open to more than just the usual sexual situations. A major test for you was the anal penetration which you passed with flying colors, although I'm told by the group leader that she had a feeling that it was the first time you had allowed it to happen." 

I paused in my reading for a minute, remembering some of the things I'd experienced as my panties got wetter and wetter. The second page went on to describe in somewhat explicit detail the tenure of some of the other sessions and my body began to smoulder with a desire I couldn't control. I knew that my face had become flushed and my breathing was getting more deliberate as I fought to maintain control of my emotions. When I was done, I put the letter back in the folder and passed it over to Melissa. I was in no condition to protest as she slipped her panty hose clothed foot between my legs and moved it slowly upward. There was no hesitation as I spread my legs wide to receive it.. 

When her foot moved over my panty clad pussy, I gasped and dug my fingers into the table to keep from crying out. She was very skilled in the use of the toes and it was all she needed to know exactly how desperate I was becoming for release. 

"Please remove your panties, Samantha," she requested

Quickly scanning the area, I discretely moved my hands under the table to lift my skirt up. Acting as though I was speaking to Melissa, my fingers moved under the waist band of my panties, sliding them down and over my hips.. Sitting back down, I worked them over my calves, then kicked them off to let them fall to the floor. She carefully picked them up and put them in her purse. "I hope you don't mind." she said. "I'd like to keep them for souvenirs."

Hoping that the cushion of the chair was protected against moisture and stains, I sat with my ass half on and half off the seat, and exhaled softly. Her foot continued to move over my thighs and into my wet sex. When I could barely stand it any more, I tried to move back but the foot followed. 

"Are you close?" she asked, her toes moving in and out of my very needy pussy. . I could only nod, aware of the fact that we were sitting in a public area. "Are you close?," she asked again.

"Oh god yes,"I mumbled, fighting off the urge to come right there in front of everyone in the restaurant. When she slid down in her chair to ram her toes into me, I no longer had any control. Wrapping my legs around hers, I rammed my body into her toes as the orgasm moved over me. I closed my eyes and took a firm grip on the table, and bit my lip as I rode it out, finally exhaling loudly. My hands were shaking as I glanced over to see the smile on Melissa's face, forcing myself to smile back.

"Is this how you answer questions?" I asked. She smiled and motioned for the waitress. 

"She's ready, Pam." Melissa whispered to the waitress. With a slight motion of her hand, the hostess led us to one of the areas in the back. She closed the drapes and a drape at the rear of the room was opened to reveal a small love seat. Pam motioned for me to move over next to it, and once I was there, she gently kissed me as Melissa removed my skirt. Both women then continued kissing me and the kisses became more passionate and more demanding.. 

"Please place one foot up on the love seat," Pam requested, which I did without hesitation. . 

"You may lean into me if you wish." Melissa advised. 

I heard myself moan as Pam's finger moved up my thigh, quickly sliding past my wet lips to penetrate into my hot, waiting pussy. The finger was removed and Pam sucked my juices from it. "You were right, Melissa," she said, "she does taste divine." I now knew that Melissa, at least, had been one of the women at the session. Pam moved under me to dip her tongue into the my juicy slit as I groaned and went limp with pleasure. Melissa's strong arm was the only thing that kept me from dropping to the love seat, as my pussy was being licked and teased without mercy.

"Oh god, I need to cum." I begged. "Please." My plea was ignored as it seemed that Pam was in no hurry. When Pam stopped, I cried out but moaned loudly when she returned to lick more and begin sucking on the swollen lips that guarded the entrance "Please" I begged, "suck my clit, please."

"In due time," Pam replied, between licks. She buried her tongue into my throbbing pussy to get as much juice as possible, swallowed some, then licked over my clit to keep me on the very edge. She stood and cupped my face in her hands with both hands, pushing my fluids into my mouth with her tongue. Gazing into my eyes, I felt Melissa's hand tighten on my arm as Pam lowered her hand and began stroking over my already engorged clit, sending me hurtling over the edge. "Oh my god," I cried. "Oh shit yes, oh god , oh god, please" Even as I begged for mercy, the orgasm took me away, sweeping wildly through my body. Sweat began to bead on my face and neck as it took control. My legs began to quiver and spasm as yet another swept over me in reply to Pam's continuous probing. She pulled her fingers from me and slipped under me again to suck away the constant flow of cum seeping down my legs. 

Melissa finally lowered me to the love seat so Pam could clean off every drop of my juices. I had to close my eyes and fight to keep breathing. 

The two women watched me as I began to calm, smiling because they knew they had me hooked.. As Pam bent to lick away the last few drops, I forced my eyes open, although they seemed to be covered by some kind of film. Pam got up, thanking me for granting her such a privilege and Melissa bent to kiss away the sweat from my face, waiting for me to recover.

When I was feeling stronger, Melissa helped me to my feet and handed my skirt to me. As I dressed, she explained that my first orientation session was to discover if I would willingly accept the invitation, see if I would follow through, and finally learn if I was accepting enough to tolerate the orientation, including anal penetration.

"Do many of the women use their safety word at some point?" I asked, straightening my blouse and tucking it into the skirt before putting my jacket on.

"About half at one point or another, usually when we attempt anal penetration. Some come back later to complete the session, some don't." She patted the love seat and motioned for me to be seated. 

"Who is Pam, and how is it that she was the one chosen to continue my indoctrination?" 

"Pam is a long standing member whose job it is to complete the initiation process if a prospect reacted positively to the initial session. The restaurant atmosphere was chosen to lend reality to the groups activities and to see how a prospect would react to sexual activities in a public place. 

"I guess that explains a lot of things," I replied, sipping on the bottle of water she offered.

"Do you remember reading in the folder of the different membership options? That you could choose to participate or be a spectator at the sessions?"

"Yes," I replied "but I'm not sure which I'd want to be at this point."

"As a full member, you must be a spectator at two sessions. You watch the orientation from behind the glass wall so you don't disturb the session. As a spectator you can wear whatever you choose, but as a participant, you are expected to be completely nude. As a spectator, you can interact with other willing spectators if you wish, though you are under no obligation to permit their advances.. There are no restriction on those activities. As a participant, you would be one of three or more women to have their way with a prospective member. You are free to join any chapter that is open to new members.

After you have attended two sessions as a spectator, you are free to switch roles. There is an orientation session at least once a month, sometimes more, hosted by different chapters, who may, if they choose, vary the actual orientation test if it is approved by the board. The individual chapters also host events for their members only. Am I answering most of your questions?"

"I was interested in just how far these activities go and if I have the right to refuse to participate in any I find offensive or frightening."

"Each chapter sets their own agenda," she explained. "When you choose a chapter, make your choice partly based on their interests, which are plainly stated in the chapter listings. You always have the right to refuse to participate in any activity you don't feel comfortable with and to stop your participation if it becomes uncomfortable as it continues."

Checking to make sure the drape was still drawn, I decided to do some testing of my own.

"Would you refuse this?"I asked, reaching up to fondle her breasts through the soft pink fabric of her sweater, then leaning in to kiss her.

"No,"' she whispered, then gave me a hot, passionate kiss in return. I pulled away in surprise and tried to appear calm as the drape was pulled open and our hostess entered the area. "I have a few minutes to spend with our new member." Melissa smiled and nodded. 

Extending her hand, the hostess pulled me to my feet. "Please remove your jacket," she requested. My blouse was quickly unbuttoned and opened to reveal the white bra which she lifted to reveal my soft globes. She wrapped her warm fingers around them and kneaded them, molding them as I tried not to lose control again. 

"Theresa is a breast lover," Melissa advised. 

She sucked my nipple into her hot lips as the she pulled on the other one, twisting it somewhat painfully. I could feel my breasts swell in anticipation of more. I began wondering just how much I could handle in such a short period of time. Theresa then stopped and slipped my bra down to encompass my swollen breasts, then undid her own shirt and lifted her bra, inviting me to return the favor, which I was more than glad to do. Though lovers had kissed and mangled my breasts, I delighted in the feel and taste of Theresa's firm tits. Her nipples were erect and quite hard, and the soft globes molded themselves to my exploring fingers. She suddenly pulled away and put her clothes back in order. 

"If I let you continue, I won't be able to go back to work," she advised."I already regret the fact that I have to." She took my face in her hands to kiss me with an open mouth kiss which was repeated several times. As she left, I noted that Melissa had lifted her skirt and was plunging her fingers into her panties to attack her pussy with a vengeance.

"Let me finish that," I asked. She lay down on the love seat, lifting one leg over the top, and dropping the other to the floor. Slipping under her left leg, I began eating hungrily at her wet pussy, knowing that she was so close it wouldn't take long. She was so hot and ready that she came hard, filling my mouth with cum in just a few minutes before collapsing back into the love seat. 

As we left the restaurant, Theresa thanked me her and invited me to return often. Pam rose from her station and came over to kiss me, plunging her tongue deep into my throat. "Come back soon, and cum often," she whispered. I knew I would. As we approached the exit, Melissa passed me another of the pink envelopes. "Read this when you get home," she said. 

Within minutes after locking my apartment door behind me, I ripped open the envelope. 

"Dear Samantha," it read. "Having passed this point in your membership, you are now ready to become a member of one of our chapters. To assist you in this decision, the groups that are now accepting new members are listed below. If the chapter has a certain focus, such as bondage, etc, it is noted next to the chapter number. The chapters are listed in order of their chapter number but you are free to choose any you wish. The chapter that hosted your orientation is noted by a star next to their number, however, at this time they are not accepting new members as they are at their charter limit.

I advise you to make your choice, and email the leader and the members, requesting a meeting at their earliest convenience. You must attend one meeting with that chapter. If you choose to stay with them, you must stay for ninety days before requesting a new chapter." 

Retrieving the white wine from the kitchen, I poured it slowly into a glass while I contemplated the letters instructions. Going in to sit on the couch, I put the wine on the table and sat down, leaning back to close my eyes as I reviewed the days activities. I wound up by being naked on the couch, imitating Melissa's position by placing one leg on the back of the couch and one on the floor as my fingers drove me to a mind blowing orgasm. 



New Horizons Ch. 02



The beauty of exploring continues. I am still cuffed to the bed with my body laid out before you. The anticipation and desire is written all over my face. My eyes are as large as giant emeralds as I see you move around the bed going back to the table of toys. Your back is to me, and the unusual sounds of rubber being stretched and snapped into place have my mind in a whirl.

You turn back to me, your hands at your sides and lean into me kissing my mouth, tasting the cum on my lips so recently exchanged. You kiss me long and deep, taking my mind from anticipation to intense passion as our kiss is so strong. It is gentle and erotic at the same time. Our lips are sucking, tongues dancing in our mouths, and then clashing in mid air. My arms pull on the cuffs wanting to wrap around you and pull you closer to me. The wetness of the kiss drips from our mouths, it is so long and so intense. 

Suddenly, my muscles curl, and I gasp at the feeling on my breast. It is strange and erotic, something I have never felt before. A soft caress of sorts is making my nipples pound, but the feeling so very extreme. Your hands are wrapped in leather; large leather gloves with rough rubber knobs along the palms and fingers used for holding things securely. There are dozens of small knobs clinging to my skin massaging my breasts and nipples pulling on me. The sensation starts to drive me insane. 

As you massage and pull on my breast, my pussy begins to soak with the sweet nectar as my body flows like a river of desire. Our kiss continues over and over and over again; sucking and licking each others mouths, moans escaping as your hand massage gets rougher and rougher just the way I like it. You pull on my nipples with your rubber hand making them ache with pleasure. Harder and harder you grip my tits, massaging, pulling, and arousing as I begin to squirm in the bed. The rubber knobs are rolling around my nipple feeling like a giant squid is sucking me. 

Once again, my body is out of control. My hips are pushing up to the air in need. My breasts send shock waves over my skin. Suddenly, I feel more; another rubber hand on my skin. This time it is touching my clit. My tits are still being massaged and tugged on, but now my aching clit feels this rubber finger slip inside. The suction of the rough edges makes it swell as the rubber wrapped finger moves around inside pulling on the tender tissue. 

Your mouth now drops to my heaving breast, and you begin to bite and suck my nipple so hard. Your other hand massages and pulls on my other breast as your finger massages my clit. I am now totally consumed. Moans now turn to little screams and whimpers as my body is completely yours. 

I begin to beg, "Fuck me please, baby! Fuck me! My cunt is on fire!" You say nothing; just move your hand from my clit and run it down my slit. You let it get coated with my hot juice. Ever so slowly you slip one finger in my aching hole as your thumb moves to massage my clit. Your mouth is now taking care of the other breast. I squirm and twist in need. Screams now echo around the room, as the rubber finger massages me, sliding in and out of my hole. The rough nubs are scraping the walls of my pussy; scraping, pulling, and sucking my skin. First one finger, now two enter me as you finger fuck me deeper and deeper. The sensation of stiff rubber fingers sliding in and out; your mouth now biting my nipples; a thumb massaging my clit as your free hand coated with my juice begins to probe mytight ass. 

"Oh YES!" I scream as this is more then I can take. My pussy is throbbing, nipples aching, and my ass is full. Totally consumed I begin to flop around on the bed needing to cum, needing to be fucked, needing to release all the cum inside me. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" I scream, begging, twisting, and turning until my body convulses in an explosion of cum squirting and shooting out of my hole. I begin to tremble from the sensation of the release. 

The rubber fingers are now soaked from fucking my hole and ass. Your mouth is now diving down and licking my clit, my body squirming, thrusting in mid air wanting more, wanting it deeper as I erupt in a symphony of cum. The waves keep coming. My body keeps twisting. My legs and nipples have a sweet ache, and my mind is in a whirl. My ass is clenching your finger, muscles pulling and tugging unable to stop. I almost feel faint. 

Suddenly the tremors of passion begin to subside. My body reminds me of the extreme and my muscles lose their tension. Your finger slips from my ass. I work hard to catch my breath; chest rising and falling so hard and so fast. My nipples still pierce the air and the scent of cum fills the room. The sheets are now pooled with my cum. My eyes open wide and sparkle with pleasure as I watch you remove your gloves, licking each finger and then kissing me. 

You gently whisper, "We have a long way to go..."



New Horizons Ch. 02



Chapter 2: Live to Love Another Day

Diego gazed with eyes that glittered liked black diamonds at the beauty between whose thighs he lay. Lowering his head he steered a course of open-mouthed kisses down each side of the irresistible throat. Soft moans were a symphony of pleasure that spilt from ruby-red, kiss-swollen lips. The lithe body writhed delightfully, occasionally brushing over his furred torso or causing their twin raised shafts to rub together most agreeably. He gave a groan as a gentle hand slid between their bodies to cup his sac and stroke his weapon.

A cry of pleasure accompanied his licking a taut teat, nibbling the caramel areola before taking the whole cinnamon nub into his mouth and sucking slowly. His hand fondled its twin, pierced by a gold ring that matched one he now wore, before his questing lips replaced his fingers to worship it as befitted things of such exquisite loveliness. His tongue sailed lower, sliding easily over smooth skin until encountering musk-scented fur. He inhaled deeply letting his face rub against the hot, hard flesh that rose so proudly from its island of dark, wiry curls.

"Love you, Diego."

The Spaniard lifted his head to gaze into eyes as dark as his own and that shone with the depth of emotion they held.

"I love you, my angel," he replied. He stretched his body over the slender form and mated his mouth with that of his lover's. He let their tongues parry and thrust in an age-old duel neither could lose. As they kissed he reached for their oil, drenching his fingers before letting them slide between his mate's legs and delve into the downy declivity to tease at the hidden portal. As his fingers caressed furled flesh, his lips closed around Nat's nipple to an impassioned cry. His tongue jabbed through the ring, flicking it back and forth, the innocent nubbin more sensitive since its piercing. He then pinched and rolled whichever nub was bereft of his hot, hungry mouth as he began to lay amatory siege to the younger man's intimate defences. 

A single digit slid into tight heat to a moan from both men. Diego felt the hot sheath flex and relax around him before beginning a slow slide in ... out ... in to accompany the gentle bites to the breast at his mouth. The hitch of slender his told him his lover was ready for more. A second finger joined the first, spreading as they sailed forth, stretching resilient muscle and slickening the narrow strait. Soft whimpers of need fell from Nat's lips as Diego stroked over hidden sweetness. A third finger crowded inside and Diego moved more insistently, the aching flesh between his thighs demanding it be sheathed in the moist heat of his mate.

"Let me love you, mi angel," Diego mouthed against Nathaniel's throat. He hooked slender legs over his powerful arms as his pulsating sex pressed against its desired harbour. He eased forward slowly, letting the smaller man accommodate his length and breadth as he sank into welcoming heat. Diego felt as if he could drown in the bliss of being buried to the hilt in his lover's body. The sheath enveloping him was hot, tight and grasping. He kissed Nat once more as the tightness eased fractionally and undulated his hips, swallowing the cry that told him his aim was true. As his hips began to pump harder, faster and deeper, his kisses became hungrier, wetter and more demanding. His tongue duelled with Nat's before he sucked the vanquished organ onto his mouth to utterly ravish it.

Slender hands gripped or stroked his back and flanks, occasionally dropping to grasp at his nether cheeks as if to pull him impossibly deeper into Nat's willing body. Narrow hips moved in counterpoint to his thrusts and dulcet cries fell from sweet lips as his weapon effortlessly rubbed over his mate's jewel. The younger man's head tossed from side to side as Diego inexorably steered him towards glory and the Spaniard could feel the slim body tremble with imminent release.

"Come for me, guapo," he husked, sliding his hand between their sweat-damp bodies to stroke Nat's hardness.

Nat arched his back and cried out. Ecstasy shimmered behind his closed eyes, just a heartbeat from his reach. His heart thundered and his breath came in short, sharp gasps. Heat began to radiate from deep in his belly as Diego's words were husked low and dark in his ear and a calloused hand took command of his own primed weapon. With a scream of Diego's name he erupted into rapture. His pearlescent crème adorned their undulating bodies as his body shuddered with the intensity of his release. He heard the roar from his mate and moaned his approval as the organ buried within him swelled and pulsed sending Diego's hot, wet juices deep inside him.

Nat felt Diego's weight settle a little heavier upon him as they lay in the sated aftermath, the older man's breaths panting hotly against his throat. He smiled as Diego began to press soft kisses against his collarbone and shoulder and reached to desultorily stroke his mate's cooling, sweat-damp skin.

"Love you, Diego," he murmured, silently mourning the loss of his lover's flesh as the Spaniard's softened sex left his harbour.

"Te amo, guapo," Diego replied softly. As he slipped from his mate's body, Diego began to lick Nathaniel clean. As he reached his lover's shaft he sucked it slowly, ensuring he had every precious drop of the younger man's cream. Finally satisfied, he stretched out alongside the smaller form and pulled Nat into his arms. A soft sigh of contentment harmonised with his own. He had never been happier in his life.

****

Boro sat in the library in one of the oxblood, high-backed armchairs. On the small walnut table at his side was a crystal wine glass, half-full of claret. He raised it to his lips and sipped appreciatively as Nat's soft voice read aloud from a favoured tome. He smiled at his friends who sat together on the sumptuous settee. Diego's eyes were closed and his arm was around Nat's shoulders and the blond knew his friend was playing with Nat's luxuriant chestnut tresses. Nat leant unconsciously into his older lover's body as he held the book he read from, his beautiful face a mask of concentration. The blond felt privileged that the couple felt so at ease in his company to openly display their affection for one another.

There were times when he felt the insidious gnaw of loneliness, especially when the couple sought some private time alone. Boro had not attempted to seek out intimate company since they had taken up residence in the large house and there were times he wished for someone to share his bed. However, the blond considered himself a most fortunate man to have Diego and Nat's love and friendship and be part of their lives. He raised the glass in a salute to the younger man as Nat clearly felt Boro's stare and looked over at him. The bright and genuine smile that he received in return warmed his heart better than the most expensive brandy they had and he smiled widely. He loved both men as brothers and, to his mind, occasional loneliness was a small price to pay for the joy their companionship brought. 

****

The evening meal concluded, Diego watched his lover and best friend as they chatted animatedly, discussing an appropriate time for Nat's continuing fencing lessons. His fingers toyed with his medallion and then to tap, almost nervously, at the letter in his breast pocket. It had been delivered that morning and throughout the day Diego had read and re-read its contents. Now it was almost burning him.

"Nathaniel, Boro," he said loudly to catch their attention. As they turned to look at them, he smiled and prayed to keep his voice calm and neutral. "I received a letter today and I need to discuss it with you."

"Shall we adjourn to the sitting room, Diego?" Nat asked. He had been with his husband long enough to know when the older man was agitated and hiding something and he wondered just what the letter contained.

Boro sat back in a black leather armchair, a glass of port in one hand and a cigar in the other. He knew as well as the more agitated Nathaniel, who perched anxiously on the edge of his chair's twin, that Diego had something important to say. He watched the Spaniard walk to and fro in front of the fire for a minute.

"What is it, my friend?" he finally asked as Diego made no attempt to speak.

"This letter is from Ilario," he said, slowly drawing the missive from his pocket.

"The same Captain who bought 'Maria'?" Nat breathed, noting that Boro suddenly sat up straighter at the name.

"Aye, my love," Diego confirmed. "He took commission to transport cargo, but has had an accident and broken his leg. He wants to know whether I would be willing to take temporary Captaincy and complete his contract. We will, of course, take full payment if we accept."

"Just one cargo?" Boro asked, his eyes bright.

"Nay. There is some island hopping to be done. As he drops off one cargo, there is another to transport. It would take about three weeks or so to complete his full commission." As Diego spoke, his eyes darted between his lover and best friend. It had not been his intention to return to sea following the attack that had almost resulted in Nathaniel's death. However, the lure had been almost irresistible when he had read the letter. To be back aboard his beloved 'Maria', to feel the sea beneath his feet and the breeze in his face once more was a daydream he had indulged in since the letter's arrival. However, if Nat or Boro demurred, then he had his answer.

Nat had dropped his head as he listened to Diego and used the curtain of his hair to study the older men's faces. He gave a silent sigh. They had a good income from a plantation they had bought and so it was not a financial incentive that caused interest from Diego and Boro. He knew they had given up the sea for his sake even though they were sailors first and foremost. Whether they knew it or not, their desire to be back at sea shone from both and their eyes gleamed in a way Nat had not seen for some time. Although his personal experiences at sea had left much to be desired, it had resulted in his meeting Diego and he loved the Spaniard more than he could ever express in mere words. Perhaps his was the way to show in actions instead.

"It sounds like a marvellous opportunity, Diego," he smiled. "If you and Boro are interested of course," he added.

"I'm game if you are," Boro said rising to his feet.

"Then it is settled," Diego said, moving to Nat to pull the smaller man into his arms. He kissed his lover with passion and love. "I will let Ilario know we accept and confirm the date we set sail once more."

****

Diego grinned as he held the wheel of 'Maria'. Most of his old crew were still aboard and had welcomed the three men enthusiastically, although a couple of his older crewmen now worked at their house or in the plantation as supervisors. It had been a move that had paid dividends in regards helping his land venture to flourish. His men were as loyal and hard-working on land as they had been at sea. The wind was in his hair and the smell of the sea was as exhilarating as he remembered. He glanced over at his lover and Boro as they duelled together on the deck.

Nat faced Boro, his rapier in his hand. He lunged forwards slightly as the blades crossed and then slashed to the left, but Boro ducked out of that manoeuvre. He circled round the blond, both men's feet crossing slightly as not to overbalance. Their eyes were locked on each other's, unaware of the audience of Diego. Hazel met azure as the blades lifted again. Boro lunged at Nat, blade to blade then a slash. Nat grinned as he side-stepped. Their blades flashed with the light from the sun illuminating them as they duelled, back and forth. Neither of them gained the upper hand although both looked for an opening. Boro's blade cut the air over Nat's head. As he ducked, Boro's foot tried to sweep his feet from under him. With an agile twist Nat danced away, laughing.

"That move is old."

"Aye, but this is new." Boro countered. He parried Nat's blade aside, spun round and used his fist. It caught Nat's left shoulder causing the smaller man to stumble a little backward. Boro slashed and caught nothing but air. The two of them fought for the pleasure of duelling. The only gain in the outcome was to improve Nat's agility and fighting skills. It was apparent to the blond that Nat was getting better as he backed Boro steadily towards the wall. 

"Well done, Nat," he panted. "Now let's see how you handle this." Boro came at him furiously, his sword flashing. 

Nat was temporarily caught out at the speed of Boro's attack and was immediately backpedalling to keep his balance. He was pushed towards a wall harder and faster. Nat stumbled as Boro jabbed, once, twice, but he avoided each blow, and then slashed at Boro's blade to knock it aside. 

"You're getting better, my friend," Boro said with admiration.

"I know." Nat replied with a grin. 

Both men laughed and the battle was begun once more. Boro turned fast, bringing his blade up to block a slash on his left and then his right. Boro's rapier moved faster, the older man bringing all his experience to bear. He could see Nat was tiring, having come at him hard and fast at the start but, to the blond's approval, the younger man refused to give in. The blades clashed again and again, the sound of steel ringing in the air. Finally as Nat stumbled and fell, his rapier flying from his hand, Boro tapped his arm with his sword. 

"Do you surrender?" the blond asked.

"Aye," Nat smiled as Boro tossed aside his weapon blade and reached down to help the young man rise.

"Well done, my love," Diego shouted as Nat was pulled to his feet. "'Twon't be long afore you will best Boro."

"I'm not so certain," Nat panted as he removed his sweat-soaked shirt. "Every time I think I've improved Boro has something else he catches me unawares with.

"I have years on you, my friend. But I envisage you as my equal in the near future," Boro said. The blond moved to the bucket of water ready for the conclusion of their fight, letting the cooling water slide over his golden-furred, overheated torso.

Diego watched the passage of the drops of water over his friend's chest and imagined them caressing Nat's as his avaricious eyes shifted to devour the sight of his bare-chested mate. He licked his lips.

"I think Nat needs a little rest, Boro," he shouted to the blond. "Will you steer 'Maria' whilst I take a short break with him?"

"Aye, of course, Captain," Boro laughed. He doubted the dark-haired beauty would get any rest when the couple first entered their cabin.

****

"Nat," Diego whispered, as they entered their cabin. "You are so beautiful," he husked, running his hand over the flushed torso, tugging at the one be-ringed nipple. He released the chestnut curls from their tie, letting the luxuriant tresses spill past Nat's slender shoulders.

Nat felt the heat rise in his body and his cock twitch in response to the man standing so painfully close to him. His breath hitched when Diego's soft lips touched his, the Spaniard's facial hair erotically tickling his own smooth upper lip. Nat felt a callused hand lay flat on his chest, to feel every thundering heartbeat. As Diego leant forward to tease Nat's neck and chest with his tongue, Nat let out a sigh, closed his eyes, and then leant his head back against the wall. He felt Diego's hand slide down his abdomen, and then into his breeches. He groaned and bucked, feeling the strong hand of the Spaniard wrap around his growing need. The older man's warm lips and velvet tongue steering a path across his chest. Moving his hips in rhythmic thrusts, Nat let Diego stroke him to full hardness. 

"Oh, Diego," Nat breathed. He pulled his mate into a deep kiss, where this time the duel was between lips and tongue. 

"Do you want more?" Diego teased as he stood back and drew his hand away from Nat's hardness. He slowly removed his leather vest and the shirt underneath to reveal his sculpted chest. 

"Yes," Nat said, reaching for his husband. Diego smiled and let himself be moved closer, staring into Nat's deep, chocolate eyes. His smile widened as Nat unfastened the bow that restrained his hair, running slender fingers through it to encourage it to frame his face. 

Nat ran his hands across Diego's chest, tugging the matching nipple ring and kissing him heatedly. He felt Diego's hands glide down his sides to his hips where his breeches were swiftly loosened, and with a quick, seductive movement, Nat felt them slide off. Diego was slowly sailing his mouth down his neck, chest, abdomen and Nat groaned when he finally felt the warmth of Diego's mouth on his hard shaft. Wet heat engulfed him, and he gripped Diego's head, guiding him, carding his hands through the raven-black hair. He felt the hairs around Diego's lips against his length as the Spaniard moved slowly up and down. 

"Faster, please," Nat groaned, and for a moment Diego complied but then slowly let Nat slide out of his mouth, licking the tip of his hard flesh before he stood up. 

"Want more?" Diego smirked and ran a finger down the side of Nat's heat-flushed face. 

"Yes." 

Nat's hand encircled the back of Diego's neck and pulled him into a kiss. Nat felt Diego press his hips into his side as they explored and tasted each other's mouths, and he felt the hardness of Diego's manhood still restrained by the Spaniard's tight-fitting pants. Nat broke the kiss and traced his tongue over Diego's hard nipples. "Let's have these off." Nat undid the belt buckle and ties that fastened Diego's breeches.

"Hold on, Nat," Diego said huskily. He slipped off his pants and then smiled and kissed underneath Nat's jaw. "Much better," Diego whispered. He then began to bite at his lover's neck.

"Yes," Nat moaned as the Spaniard once again attacked his throat and collarbone. Nat gave a small yelp, but then moaned as the older man increased the pressure of his teeth on fragile flesh. "The bed," Nat groaned at the bite to his left nipple. "Please." 

"As you wish," Diego rasped. He grasped Nat's arm. Almost throwing the dark beauty forward in his haste, Diego fell on top of him as they landed on the small bed. Grinding down his hips, Diego kissed the younger man, sucking the very breath out of him. The Spaniard reached for the small bottle on the bedside locker, whilst trying to still kiss and touch, and tossed it on the bunk.

"How do you do this to me?" Nat gasped against Diego's kiss-swollen lips. "You undo me with a look, a touch, a kiss." He was floating on waves of love and desire as their sweat-slicked bodies writhed against one another, limbs wrapping and rubbing, hands stroking and stimulating, lips and tongues sucking and licking. 

"'Tis easy, mi amor," Diego rasped. "You do the same to me." He reached and pulled Nat back into his arms, driving all else out of the smaller man's mind with the depth and passion of his kiss. He enslaved Nat's soft, smooth lips, appreciating the slighter man's responsiveness. He knew he would never tire of this; of loving this special, beautiful, young man.

He slid his hand down Nat's slim, torso to grasp his lover's throbbing shaft, murmuring his approval as he felt the organ already slick with pre-come. He trapped Nat willingly beneath him, and kissed, licked, and nibbled his way down the trembling body. He pressed a reverent kiss to the small scar at Nat's shoulder. Dropping lower, he lavished attention on the dusky nipples with their large dark areolae, teasing them to proud peaks with his tongue and teeth before licking his way down to Nat's navel and dipping his tongue in, lapping up the sweat he discovered there.

"Mmm, you taste so good, my love," he purred. He raised himself up to gaze lovingly at the flushed, aroused face then slid down further. He swirled his tongue around the crimson-hued head of Nat's maleness before taking the pulsing organ down his throat in one smooth movement. He heard Nat gasp, his slender hips bucking, thrusting into the hot, moist cavern of Diego's mouth. "Steady, love," Diego murmured, grasping the hips to pin his lover down. He then began to slide his mouth up and down the heated shaft. He drew teasing patterns and swirls with his talented tongue before pausing to flicker over the slit, gathering and savouring the copious pre-come that was freely dripping from his lover.




New Horizons Ch. 02



"Diego, my love, I, ah, I cannot hold back much longer," Nat panted desperately. He whimpered needily, writhing as best he could under the strong hands holding him in place. 

"Then come for me, mi angel," Diego husked, swallowing Nat to the root, burying his nose in the fragrant, dark curls at the base of Nat's cock. The Spaniard heard Nat scream and the younger man jerked and convulsed, sending his essence into Diego's welcoming mouth. He kept his lips around the throbbing organ, milking his lover until Nat was spent before sliding up the bunk to engage him in a passionate kiss. Diego opened the small bottle he had left on the pillow and poured a small amount of the oil onto his hand. The bigger man then positioned himself between Nat's wide-flung thighs. 

Nat bit his lip, moaning softly as he watched the Spaniard stroke himself with the oil. The impressive organ was a rich purple with its need and glistened with the oil that adorned it. Nat brought his knees up and offered himself to his mate. He groaned and trembled as he felt a slick finger trace around his opening. 

With a growl, Diego fastened his lips on Nat's slim throat, reaching down between his lover's legs to slide his fingers up and down the cleft of Nathaniel's firm arse, teasing the sensitive port that awaited him. He gently slid one finger into the tightness of the small opening. Nat was so relaxed from his orgasm that Diego found little resistance and was soon able to thrust three fingers in and out. He sought his lover's jewel, working the tiny gland as he laved at Nat's reviving sex. 

Nat pushed back against his lover's hand, groaning and writhing, feeling the older man re-arouse him once more. Nat moaned as he bucked his hips. His manhood was thrusting into in wet heat, the fingers of his lover were deep within him and his head thrashed from side to side from the depths of the pleasure Diego bestowed upon him. However he needed more, he needed Diego's shaft to be buried within him.

"Diego!" he cried as the Spaniard's fingers brushed over his prostate again and again. "Take me now!" Nat felt Diego press the head of his organ against his readied portal and enter him slowly. His lover's hardness filled him as he desired and he wrapped his legs around the solid form to lock his lover in place.

Growling in the back of his throat, Diego moved to bury his weapon in Nat's slick sheath and gently thrust forward. He gasped as he was enveloped in tight, moist heat. He paused to give his lover time to adjust. At the hitch of slender hips, he started rocking back and forth slowly, the sensation of being enveloped in Nat's narrow strait making him groan. Diego began to move apace, pounding into willing flesh, feeling each ripple of Nat's channel like tiny fingers massaging him. He slid his hands under Nat, grasping the taut buttocks to raise slim hips higher and change the angle and depth of his relentless penetration.

Diego rumbled approvingly as Nat wailed when his shaft slid repeatedly over his lover's hidden sweetness. The smaller man writhed and arched, exposing muscle and tendon in his throat. Diego leant forward, corkscrewing his hips as he tasted the taut flesh offered up to his demanding lips. He could feel Nat's erection sliding against his belly. He released the smaller man's hips and sped up his movements as Nat's cries became louder and more impassioned. He leant down, nipping at the bejewelled nipple, tugging at it in time with his thrusts. He slid a calloused hand to grasp masterfully at Nat's resurgent sex and stroked it strongly. 

"Oh yes please," Nat implored and felt Diego speed up even more. Suddenly overwhelming sensations of pleasure washed over him and his whole body stiffened as a second orgasm stormed through him. Crying out loudly he spurted his cream over Diego's still stroking hand and his own smooth belly. 

Feeling Nat convulse beneath him, Diego quickly reached his own zenith. He arched his back and slammed hard into Nat one last effortful time. He froze, buried as deeply as possible in his beloved's body, as he felt himself release filling his lover's tight channel with his hot seed.

They collapsed onto the bunk, panting and gasping for breath, holding onto each other tightly as they rode out the aftershocks of their mutual orgasm. Diego ran his tongue over Nat's luscious, smooth flesh as he licked away every precious drop of his lover's crème. Draping leaden legs onto his shoulders, he let his tongue lap at Nat's opening to catch the few drops of his own release that lingered there. At the soft tug to his hair, he ascended the lithe form and mated their lips as Nat demanded. He rolled their bodies, letting Nat drape languorously over his broad chest.

"Sleep, my angel," he whispered. "I love you."

"Love you, too," came a sleepy murmur. Nat nestled close against his lover's body. He did not even remember his eyes closing.

****

Diego had begun to be happily convinced that this voyage was going to be uneventful until his lookout espied a ship flying a distress flag, its sails down. Sighing, he gave the order to tentatively approach, ensuring his crew were ready at the ship's cannons. He growled his anger as the distress flag was replaced with the skull and crossbones denoting the ship as pirate and it began to fire on 'Maria'.

The Spaniard kept Nat at his side as Boro strode to take command of the crew towards 'Maria's stern. He was furious to find that Ilario had lined his own pockets to the detriment of the ship. One of 'Maria's' cannons did not work properly and the number of cannonballs was less than he would have had aboard. However, despite damage to the main mast, he was proud to see that his men worked twice as hard to make up for Ilario's selfish failings. They were all, and more, he could ever have asked for. They fought at his and Nat's side with a ferocity that rivalled the day they fought Le Diable Mal.

Diego gave a litany of silent thanks as it was soon apparent that the staunch defence of 'Maria' was more than the pirates had expected. The Spaniard made a mental note to speak to his crew once they were safely away from the other ship. To his mind, it seemed too convenient that the pirates were in just the right place and had clearly thought the ship easy pickings. He gave a shout of triumph, pulling a panting, sweating Nat into his arms for a breath-stealing kiss as the cheers from his crewmen rang around them. As he released his mate he stared after the swiftly moving pirate ship, taking note of its name; 'Dark Desires', the ship Captained by an Englishman named Tamesis.

"We did it, Diego," Nat husked.

"Aye, my love," Diego nodded as his eyes traversed his ship. "But 'Maria' took a beating. "'Twill be slow going to reach port. Go find Boro," he added, aiming a swat to the tight rear. "Get him to help with assessing other damages and any loss or hurt amongst the crew. I would have words with Matthew."

Nathaniel nodded. Matthew had been one of the oldest serving aboard 'Maria'. He knew Diego trusted the older man and had hoped to persuade him to join them on back on land whilst undertaking this commission. He gave Diego a swift kiss and then hurried to do his husband and Captain's bidding.

Diego listened angrily to Matthew's narration that Ilario was a seasoned drinker and unlucky gambler. That ship and crew alike received less money spent on them than when under Diego due to the need to repay debt and purchase more rum. Diego was annoyed with himself that he had not looked more deeply into Ilario's history before selling his beloved ship.

"'Tis no fault of yours, Cap'n Diego," Matthew rasped. "We was all afooled by Ilario. He came aboard, swaggerin' like a peacock, dressed in his fineries. We all thought he would be almost as good as having ye as Cap'n. But he showed hisself quickly enough. Preferred the comp'ny of his cabin and his rum when asail. 'Tis not the first time we have found ourselves targeted by pirates and Ilario always ceded. Said 'twasn't worth the fighting for. "

Both Diego and Matthew turned at the sound of the Spaniard's name sobbed in Nat's voice. Diego clasped his crying lover to his chest as another trusted man came running quickly behind the distraught young man.

"I'm sorry, Cap'n Diego," Juan said, his head shaking sadly. "There's no sight of Master Boro to be found. There's three other of the crewmen unaccounted for. Perhaps they were taken as prisoners by Cap'n Tamesis."

"Go check again!" Diego commanded, tightening his grip on his beloved mate as coldness took up residence in the pit of his stomach. "Make certain he is not lying hurt somewhere as yet unchecked. Take as many men as you need. Hurry, Juan! Matthew, take charge of assessing 'Maria's' damage and report to me how quickly we can reach port. Nat and I will remain here at the wheel."

"Aye, Cap'n." Two men spoke as one and both rushed to do as bid, their hearts heavy.

Diego eased the now softy hiccupping younger man from his chest and placed a gentle kiss to Nat's lips.

"If he has been taken we shall get him back, mi amor," he promised, locking his eyes with his lover's. He drew Nat back to his chest to hold tightly once more. "And Tamesis will rue the day he was born if Boro is hurt whilst in his hands. This I swear."

****

Boro regained consciousness in a dank, noxious-smelling cell he occupied with two of 'Maria's' crewmen. He had taken a pistol-ball to the thigh and the wound was wrapped with torn clothing from the men before him. He was lucky that the ball had merely dug a deep gouge to his flesh rather than embedding in it. However it throbbed with the same pain as at his left temple. He was only able to guess that he had been clubbed as he had been shot and then taken aboard the pirate ship. 

"They took Bill to question a whiles back, Master Boro," one of the men offered as he helped the blond to sit. "He'll tell 'em yer valuable. They'd be fools to not try for a ransom for ye."

"If they want a ransom then we will all be freed," Boro said, his voice a dusty croak as his mouth was so dry. He looked at the heavy manacles at his wrists and ankles and the thick chain that joined them. There would be no escaping with such precautions. He wondered if he would even be able to walk with his hurt leg, much less with the chains that bound him and his fellow captives.

They did not have to wait long before Bill was retuned and unceremoniously shoved into the cell.

"You," his guard said menacingly, pointing at Boro. "On yer feet now. Cap'n Tamesis would be havin' a word with ye."

Boro struggled to his feet and with a painful limp-cum-shuffle followed one guard as the one who had spoken to him kept close behind. He stoically ignored the leering looks that sought to undress him and the not-so-quiet whispers about what pleasures Tamesis would show him. He focused instead on the fact that Diego would not rest until he was free, pay whatever it took and that soon he would be safe with his friends once more.

He was shown into a shabby cabin and swallowed past the dryness in his throat as he stared into the cold grey eyes of his captor. The man was taller but thinner than himself. The clothes he wore, black, satin breeches, a white silk shirt and red frock coat, must once have been of good quality but were now stained and worn and an unwashed odour assailed Boro's nostrils. The man's hair and beard, both thin and straggly, were the same grey as his eyes. The thin-lipped mouth opened in a leer to display broken, blackened teeth and Boro suppressed a shudder. 

"So ye are the one as is valuable to Cap'n Alverez," came a husky voice. "Sit!"

Tamesis stood behind his captive and licked his lips. His man had said this prisoner was easy on the eye. He nodded unseen, the man was right. Not that it made much difference to him what the prisoner looked like. He rubbed his hand over the stained crotch of his breeches and then stopped, business first, his pleasure later. He sat opposite the stiffly sitting blond. He pushed paper, quill and ink towards him.

"I am Cap'n Tamesis and whilst ye are aboard me ship me word is yer law. Obey me and live, disobey me and ye end up shark-bait. I was atold yer name is Boro and ye were First Mate to Alverez. Will he pay for ye?"

"Yes he will," Boro nodded, no doubt or hesitation in his voice.

"Good. Then we can do business, Boro. Pen him in yer own writing and I will set the sum for yer return. I had heard Alverez had retired from the sea, thought this job'd be easy. I'm owed a goodly sum for the damage me ship took and the loss of a couple of good men."

"Losses a pirate should expect," Boro snapped unthinkingly. Too late he saw the venomous look and wished he could retract the words. Tamesis seemed a cold, cruel man and Boro knew he would be punished for speaking out of turn. He penned his ransom note, adding the names of the men in his cell. "Captain Diego will pay for the return of all of us, Captain Tamesis," he said, trying to keep a note of respect in his voice for the man's title.

Tamesis read the words slowly, reading not his strongest attribute. He added a sum he felt was likely to be met and showed it to his prisoner. He watched Boro's eyes carefully, but the blond did not seem concerned by the sum. He contemplated raising the figure, but decided against it. The payment was sufficient and he was not of the mind to have to barter for his prisoners. He knew which port Alverez would put into for repairs. He could come at the port from another angle, drop off a couple of trusted men to approach the Spaniard and keep 'Dark Desires' anchored on the far side of the island. Now that business was concluded, he could move on to more pleasurable pursuits.

"Business is concluded, Boro," he said. He watched Boro stand and moved as if to let the blond leave his cabin. Instead, he swung a steel-encircled forearm at Boro's already injured temple, the younger man crumpling instantly. He gave a cold, cruel smile and hefted the unconscious man onto his bunk. The chain between the manacles was slipped over a thick hook embedded strongly into the wall and which kept Boro's arms outstretched. He tore open the shirt to regard the golden-furred chest. He raked cruelly over the innocent nipples before he twisted them to a muted groan of pain. His smile widened. 

He pulled a handkerchief from beneath his pillow and shoved it between Boro's lips and tied it tightly in place. His fingers then scrabbled at the ties to Boro's breeches, pulling them to the blond's knees before flipping the barely conscious man onto his front. His hands slapped hard at the pale globes presented to his cruel gaze until they turned pink then red and louder protests and pleas could be heard from the gagged prisoner. 

He moved to retrieve a box from under his bunk and laid it on his table to open. He removed a carved, whalebone phallus. He oiled it carefully, twisting and turning it to cover completely, watching as it glinted in the light of his lamp. He knelt astride Boro's trapped legs and unfastened his own breeches to remove what remained of his manhood. He gazed at the ruined flesh, damaged by a pistol's ball during a battle. He was left with effectively half a penis and just one ball of his own. But with stubbornness and determination he had found ways to spurt again. He could not get hard and so used the substitute phallus on his victims. A mixture of their pain and helplessness and his power and cruelty would result in his reaching an orgasm of sorts.

It was enough for his purposes.

He began to work his ruination with his left hand the way any master musician would play their instrument. His fingers danced, squeezed and pulled in an intricate melody to achieve his complex completion. With his right hand he lined up the phallus and shoved it hard into his victim, a muffled scream his reward. He laughed harshly, working himself and his prisoner as he sought his release.

Boro was in Hell. He tried to sink into oblivion, but drifted in and out of consciousness, aware during wakefulness of his body's violation by Tamesis. The throbbing pains at his leg and temple were joined by another, more intimate hurt as something hard and unyielding thrust mercilessly into his unprotected body. He tried to focus away from the present seeking refuge in his memories of joyous times with Diego and Nat and interspersing them with prayers he would share new times of happiness with them.

Tamesis was slowly reaching his zenith. His breath came in short, sharp gasps, his head thrown back, the tendons on his neck standing out in stark relief. His left hand was flying over his flesh in the way he had learnt would stimulate it most. He began to pant wetly, knowing his release was imminent. He wrenched the phallus from Boro's body, stretching over the sweat-dampened back. He gave a shout of completion, biting down hard at Boro's shoulder. A coppery taste in his mouth coincided with the few, scant drops of his seed spilling onto the blond's abused buttocks. 

He knelt for several seconds letting his breathing settle before slowly standing and retying his breeches. He sauntered to the table, wiping his carved phallus before replacing it in his box and stowing in beneath his bunk once more. He swaggered to the door, Boro's letter in his hand.

"Take this to Merrick and send him and Blake to negotiate the ransom for the prisoners, Slade," Tamesis ordered. "Then come back for this one," he added, thumbing in Boro's direction. "Put him in another cell, away from his comrades. I may make use of him again. Tell Cinnamon to take good care of him. I'll need him alive to get anything from the likes of Alverez."

****

When Boro's eyes next opened it was to see concerned sienna orbs gazing anxiously down at him. For a moment he forgot where he was and clutched at the slender figure kneeling at his side.

"Nat?" he asked, his voice rough and hoarse.

"No, Master," came the reply. The voice soft and seductive and in an accent Boro could not place. "My name is Cinnamon and I am here to tend to your hurts."

Boro released the shirt he held, looking more closely at the other man. They eyes were similar to Nat's, but now he was truly looking he could see they were darker, more almond shaped. The skin and hair were darker, too. He gave a sigh he could not suppress; it was not Nat and he was not safe.

"I have tended the wound to your head, Master," but I need to tend to your leg and ... other hurts."

Boro knew exactly what the slender male alluded to and tried to push the thought from his mind. His leg needed attention and he rolled to allow the access Cinnamon required. He lay silent, ignoring the pain as his leg wound was cleaned and redressed by gentle, caring hands. It surprised him that the younger man tended to him with apparent concern. He was just a prisoner aboard 'Dark Desires', but, in truth, the youth seemed out of place amongst the brigands.

"How did you come to serve Tamesis?" he finally asked, as Cinnamon completed the care to his leg.

"The ship that bore my last Master and myself was attacked. I do not know if he still lives. I was knocked senseless and when I awoke I was enslaved to Captain Tamesis and have remained so for four months now. Please, Master, I still need to tend to you." 

"No," Boro ground out. "In all my time I have never... I have had careless partners but not, never ..."

Cinnamon crooned softly in his native Arabic. He could see in the blond's eyes the fear and shock and had seen it in others Tamesis had abused, some never recovering from the assault. He put his inexplicable concern for the blond down to Boro's similarity for his last Master. Although he acknowledged he had never felt the same protectiveness towards the much older man that had bought him from his first Master and taken him so far from home. He knew he was taking a terrible risk should the blond betray him, but took a fortifying breath and leant a little closer to speak in hushed tones.




New Horizons Ch. 02



"Master, please. He did not take you. He cannot." 

As Cinnamon whispered the truth of Boro's violation, a spark of hope ignited in the blond's chest. It would be much easier to deal with the thought of having been tortured by an instrument than the fear that gnawed at his heart. He clutched desperately once more at Cinnamon's shirt, ignoring the gasp, intent only on seeing the truth in the limpid pools of the youth's eyes.

"You do not lie to me?" he asked harshly. "You speak the truth?"

"Yes, Master," Cinnamon assured, letting the honesty shine from his eyes. He felt the older man relax and the clutching hand released its grip.

"Do what you must," Boro then said harshly, twisting his body as best he could and gritting his teeth. He expected more pain to join that of his abused buttocks and more intimate flesh. However, Cinnamon's touch was a barely-there caress, the subtle scent of roses suddenly permeating the foul air around him. "Rose?" he asked, his voice a whisper.

"Yes, Master. I secured it in the last market I went to with my previous Master. It was from an ancient one from my homeland and I knew it was good quality. It is a good healer. May I proceed further?"

"Aye," Boro husked. His flesh instinctively tightened around the intruder, but Cinnamon's gentleness and musical voice keeping up a litany of encouragement helped and Boro was soon being settled into a comfortable position. He gazed in wonder at his unexpected benefactor. "Are you my jailor, too?" he asked hopefully.

"Nay, Master," Cinnamon shook his head sadly. "I am only to ensure you heal enough for a successful ransom to be paid. I will come as much as possible, though, as the guards expect me to tend you as Captain Tamesis ordered. I will try to bring you extra food and cleaner water than you will get from them."

"Thank you, Cinnamon," Boro said, letting his eyes reflect his sincerity. He gave a small smile as he saw the blush that stained sculptured cheeks.

"I will return as soon as I may, Master," the younger man whispered. "Please try to rest, let your body begin its recovery."

Boro felt Cinnamon's loss as soon as the thin body vanished from his sight. He knew Diego would pay the ransom for him and the three men still in the cells. Absently he wondered if his friend might also agree to barter for Cinnamon. His heart inexplicably ached for the soft-spoken, gentle man that was so out of place amongst the pirates and he feared Cinnamon's existence would be harsh and short in the hostile and evil environment of Tamesis' ship. He did not remember his eyes closing as he focused on the scent of roses.

****

Cinnamon was as good as his word, returning to check Boro's wounds and smuggling in clean water and some bread and dried fruit. Boro insisted they share the food, an instinct telling him the youth was offering to supplement the disgusting slop Boro had been given with food that was his own.

"Tamesis' men have made contact with Captain Alverez," Cinnamon whispered. "It seems the negotiations go well. Captain Tamesis is pleased that his ransom has not been bartered down. You must be...important to Captain Alverez?" Cinnamon could not understand why he felt the need to ask the question. It had slipped out unbidden and it was now too late to take back. He waited for the reply, unconsciously holding his breath.

"Diego and I go back a long ways," Boro said drowsily. His body still demanded rest and his eyes were heavy and closing of their own volition. "Shared many years together," he mumbled.

Cinnamon sighed, impatient and angry with himself. What was he looking for the handsome blond to say? Once Captain Alverez paid the ransom, Boro would be gone without a backward glance or second thought for him. He sighed sadly. He warred with himself over whether it had been better to have never set eyes on the blond or to have experienced just a taste of what it was like to be treated kindly once more. He cast a longing glance at the sleeping man, but Boro was oblivious. Cinnamon's head dropped and he left silently.

****

Boro woke with a start. He could hear Cinnamon's voice and it held a note of despair and desperation that went straight to the older man's every protective instinct. He growled as he heard Tamesis' detested voice and then focused quickly at the mention of his name.

"Please, Master," Cinnamon begged. "He is still unwell, he has a fever. Please, use me as you will and let him recover a little more. He is too weak for the strength of your passion."

"Yer supposed to make sure he lives, boy." Tamesis rasped menacingly. "If I get no ransom, ye will pay dearly."

"He *will* live," Cinnamon assured, fear now adding to the sounds that caused Boro's stomach to clench and heart constrict. "Please, Master. Take me. When you are sated, let me have leave to move him somewhere warm and dry."

"Let's see how he fares."

Boro quickly ran a water-dampened hand over his face and chest to feign fevered sweating as he heard the key be fitted into the door's large lock. Although he did not want the youth to take his place, he knew that if he did not play along with Cinnamon's deception both of them would suffer and the younger man more than he. He was tossing restlessly and whispering Diego's name as Tamesis strode towards him. He kept up his pretence, even when a booted foot kicked into his ribs.

"Please, Master, let me serve you,"

Boro heard a sound and cracked one eye open, just the merest fraction, to see what was happening. He fought back a cry of denial as he saw Cinnamon kneeling before Tamesis, rubbing his face seductively over the bigger man's crotch. He bit his lower lip so hard he tasted its coppery release as Tamesis hand wound in Cinnamon's jet-black hair and hauled the smaller man roughly to his feet.

"Aye, ye will serve me. If ye please me enough ye can move him. I need him alive for Alverez. Me cabin, now, boy!"

Boro suppressed the impulse to call them back, surprised when a tear slid down his cheek. He could imagine what Cinnamon would suffer and could scarcely believe the younger man would offer himself for the sake of a man he barely knew. Boro's eyes fixed on his cell door. He would not be able to rest until he saw for himself that Cinnamon was safe and unharmed.

****

Boro let himself be carried, ignoring the surreptitious groping and leering remarks as two of Tamesis' men moved him from his cell to a cabin. He was deposited roughly on a bunk, one of the guards fondling him blatantly before leaving him. He opened his eyes carefully as he heard the door open. He relaxed as he saw Cinnamon enter, then his eyes flew open as he saw the slow, pained way the younger man moved.

"Cinnamon," he whispered, suddenly uncertain of what else to say. "I...heard."

"I am well, Master," Cinnamon lied. Tamesis had been angry his first choice was not in his bed and had been particularly hard on him.

"No, no you're not," Boro hissed angrily. "Come here, please?" He lifted his manacled arms, not even sure the younger man would obey him. "Lie with me," he whispered. Some of his heart's heaviness lifted as Cinnamon stretched out on his side, so that the men were face-to-face. He let his arms encircle the thin body, gently at first, but when he felt the wetness of tears on his breast he tightened his hold. "If he wants me again, he can have me. Do you understand, Cinnamon? He can have me. Don't try to speak, just nod," Boro demanded. He felt the tiny movement and tried to tighten his hold even more. "I swear I will get you free of this bastard, Cinnamon. I swear it."

Cinnamon let the words wash over him. He could not afford to accept them. If he did and was left behind it would kill him. Better to believe the words spoken in the heat of an emotional moment. However, he would take the feel of Boro's arms, the pleasing male scent and the softness of the blond's voice deep into his heart where they could be savoured during the harshness of his life aboard Tamesis' ship.

****

Boro groaned as he was shaken awake, a hand over his mouth muffling the noise.

"Master, please, you must wake quickly."

The sound of Cinnamon's voice, thick with fear, had him instantly awake. His eyes looked up into the frightened ochre orbs.

"Tamesis is going to break his word. He is sailing on the next tide. He says he will sell you to slavers when tired of you, but is going to tell your Captain that you escaped. We are close enough to swim to land. Although it will be hard going, the sea is calm. I have to get you away before it is too late."

Boro watched as Cinnamon unfastened his manacles.

"I drugged him," the young man said, desperation in every word. "He will kill me for this betrayal."

"I won't let him," Boro growled.

Carefully the two men moved to a cabin where the thick chain of the ship's anchor was close to a window somewhat larger than normal portholes. It was still not going to be easy, but Boro was not going to fail the courageous youth. Ignoring his protesting leg, he manoeuvred himself out and climbed down the chain, followed swiftly by Cinnamon's lithe figure. The cold of the sea was as sharp as a knife and the salt water sent shards of pain lancing through his leg and head.

Boro began to flounder, but Cinnamon held him fast, propelling both bodies through the frigid inkiness until Boro felt solidness beneath his feet. He did not argue as they moved from the beach into the foliage, Cinnamon's desperate whispers that they needed to be as far into the jungle to hide as possible forcing the older man to keep moving. He felt they were ascending before his strength finally ebbed away and he sank to the ground, moaning feverishly from the pain.

Cinnamon knew he could not lift the bigger man and prayed they had put enough distance between Tamesis and themselves for the moment. He did not think the pirate would wake till daylight, or that he would come after them in the dark, but girded himself to keep awake through the night to make sure. Boro's pained groans knifed through his heart. He could think of only one thing to try and settle the blond. 

Carefully he unfastened the ties of Boro's breeches. He sighed at the vision before him, illuminated by the full moon above them. He reached out, fingertips caressing Boro's flaccid flesh and watched as the blond's impressive manhood came to life. With slow, even strokes, he looked on, entranced as Boro's cock filled. Cinnamon had never taken the time to truly watch before. All of his relationships with men had been at their command, because it was expected or demanded of him. He had never given pleasure out of choice before. He found himself lost in the sight of it, Boro's masculinity swelling under his touch, the groans becoming less pained and more pleasured. 

Boro, for his part, was now in a state between consciousness and oblivion. He felt gentle fingers caressing him lovingly, and instinctively spread his legs, arching his hips into the hand touching him. 

Cinnamon pulled his hand back, shifting between Boro's legs. He leant down, opened his mouth and swallowed Boro to the root. The blond's body instinctively arched up. Cinnamon was prepared for the movement. He accommodated the thrust so he would not choke as hard flesh pushed deeper into his mouth. He heard Boro mumble sleepily, but did not hear the words. 

He worked the blond's flesh in earnest. He let the head graze the back of his throat, moving up to lap at the slit, tasting the first drops of pre-come. He moaned, taking the shaft to the root, working it using his tongue, teeth, and lips as he had been taught. Cinnamon suckled on the head, savouring the blond's taste before he descended, swallowing him once more. As he moved his head up again, he grazed his teeth along the length, nibbling daintily on the glans. Finally, he wrapped his hand around the swollen flesh, gripping tight, pumping slow. He laved at the seeping tip, drinking greedily all the leaking pre-come and pumped his hand faster. He hummed as he took the full length once more. Boro bucked up spilling his seed in Cinnamon's mouth and the younger man swallowed all the blond could produce. 

Still in his semi-conscious haze, pleasure fully replaced pain and Boro's mind flew to the last time he had enjoyed such attention, such care.

"Diego," he murmured, before succumbing to the beckoning blackness, his body relaxed and sated.

Cinnamon crawled away from him. The salty taste of Boro's seed now bitter in his mouth and his tears flowed silently. It was no wonder Alverez had accepted to pay whatever Tamesis had demanded. No wonder Boro knew the price would be met. They were more than friends, they were lovers. He could not hope to compete with a lover. He sat, bowing his head to his knees, letting tears fall unchecked. The best he could hope for now was to be allowed to serve Boro in some way, uncertain a lover would want him around. 

Although he had shared a Master once before, that man had never held his heart. The feeling was hitherto unknown to Cinnamon and he had no way of knowing how to deal with the situation. Boro had been so kind, so caring, he had thought something special was shared between them, now he was lost, adrift with nothing to help anchor the feelings. He took a deep, shaky breath. He could not show Boro how he truly felt for fear of rejection or being sent away. He would just have to deal with the consequences of his wayward heart when, and if, they got rescued.

****

When Boro's eyes next opened, it was daybreak, but the blond did not have time to appreciate the dawn in her dress of pink and gold. He frowned to see Cinnamon sitting huddled some distance from him. He had been certain he would wake to find the young man in his arms, warmth and comfort tickling at the periphery of his memory. He must have made some noise as the dark-haired man suddenly turned. Boro immediately noted the absence of Cinnamon's normal welcoming smile.

"We must move from here, Master. Are you able to walk?"

The pragmatism of the need for safety pushed Boro's concern at Cinnamon's distant behaviour to the back of his mind. He was hurt and unarmed and no match for Tamesis should the pirate come after them. He struggled to his feet, accepting a shoulder to lean against and they began their ascent to higher ground.

As they rose, Boro cast a sideways glance at his helper and then stopped them both in their tracks. Before Cinnamon could voice his agitation, Boro had pulled him close for a hard hug.

"Look there," he said, his voice filled with elation. "That's 'Maria'. Diego has come for us. Hurry, we must get back to the beach and alert him with a fire that we are here."

Cinnamon could not help the thought that wished Diego was anywhere but at the island and then shoved it aside. Boro was a good man and deserved to be returned to the arms of those who loved him and who were loved by him. He would be happy for the blond, for the man he had come to love, no matter what his own fate was to be.

On the beach, Cinnamon watched wide-eyed, as Boro bent to strike rocks together for a spark to catch the foliage he had gathered. Once, twice, three time the rocks struck with nothing. Then, at the fourth attempt, Boro gave a cry of jubilation and smoke began to billow. Cinnamon felt a swell of pride as Boro turned, grinning widely at him. He carefully added to the pile under Boro's direction until a large blaze burned. Looking out seaward, Cinnamon's sharp eyes spotted the boat coming from the direction of 'Maria'.

"They come for you, Master," he said softly.

"For us, Cinnamon," Boro absently corrected, straining for a sight of the men he loved as brothers. "You'll see. You'll be a free man, able to choose to do whatever you wish."

Cinnamon swallowed his sigh. He did not know *how* to be a free man. Everything he had needed in life had always been provided by his Master in return for his service. It was all the life he knew. He gave a wan smile, trying to look as pleased as the blond that they were about to be rescued. He looked back at the boat heading rapidly towards him and frowned. At the prow were two standing figures. One he knew was Alverez from the description of the Spaniard he had heard aboard 'Dark Desires.' However there was a smaller man in front of him who suddenly began waving excitedly. Glancing at Boro, he saw the answering wave.

As the boat reached the shallows, the smaller brunette jumped into the sea, running in their direction with Diego following a little more slowly. Cinnamon heard the chant of Boro's name as he was sped past and the lithe frame was enfolded in arms he had dreamt one day would hold him. He saw the men kiss, tears streaming down both their cheeks and was confused. Then Diego was with them. The brunette stayed in Boro's arms, Diego somehow holding them both. Cinnamon blinked, stunned at the sight. They were *both* Boro's lovers?

"Ye must be Cinnamon," a voice at his shoulder had the young man turning quickly. 

"Yes, Master," he murmured softly.

"Nay, boy," the older man laughed. "I'm no man's master. Me name be Matthew and Tamesis has fair turned the air blue raining curses on ye for freeing Master Boro. Fortunately, he be in his own brig along with his scurvy crewmen," Matthew hawked and spat his disgust. "Ye'll return to 'Maria' with us. Cap'n Diego will want to give ye his personal thanks as will young Master Nat."

Cinnamon glanced to the three men, who still held each other tightly. He and the man at his side both catching the question posed by Diego.

"Did Tamesis treat you...honourably?"

The shake of the blond head had a cry of grief coming from the one called Nat and Cinnamon remembered that was the name Boro had first called him. He watched Boro pull Nat's head to his shoulder and kiss the brunette's head as Diego's face took on such a dark look that Cinnamon unconsciously shuddered.

"Aye, boy. Yer right to fear that look from Cap'n Diego. I can assure ye that Tamesis will not end his days swingin' from a yardarm. He won't live long enough. Come aboard, boy. Let's get ye settled in the boat. They'll take care of Master Boro now."

****

It had been three days since Boro's rescue and although the blond was healing well physically, Nat was aware something troubled his beloved friend. And whatever it was, it most certainly involved the exotic, Arabian young man they had rescued with him. Nat leant against his husband's strong frame, the Spaniard holding him close with one arm as the other steered 'Maria'. He nestled closely, his mind ticking over. Cinnamon was an instant hit with the crew with his quietly spoken, gentle manners and willingness to do aught asked of him. Even doughty Matthew had expressed the concern that 'the boy would like as not flounder like a fish out of water if there was no one to guide him'. Diego's initial solution was to take Cinnamon to live with them, but he shied away from them both. Nat knew the other man asked constantly after Boro's health, but never came near Boro's cabin. He took a deep breath.

"You've decided to take matters into your own hands once more, my love?" Diego asked, a soft smile playing about his lips.

"Can I hide naught from you?" Nat laughingly asked. He giggled as he was swung to stand with his back to 'Maria's' wheel to gaze at his lover.

"Nay, not when I can hear the cogs turning in that sharp mind of yours," Diego laughed before kissing his mate. "Go. Sort them out as you did Boro and me. They stand no chance against you."

"And if I succeed?" Nat questioned, his voice dropping in timbre, becoming the sultry purr that Diego found irresistible.

"I will reward you accordingly," the Spaniard husked, palming then squeezing his mate's endowments to a low moan. He pulled Nathaniel to his chest for a slow, deep kiss. "Now leave before I am unable to let you go."




New Horizons Ch. 02



****

Boro looked up eagerly as his door was tapped upon and then opened. Although he was pleased to see Nat's beautiful, smiling face, he knew it was another exquisite visage he hoped to have seen.

"Do you feel like getting up today?" Nat asked nonchalantly as he sat at Boro's side. He was certain he already knew the answer.

"Nay," Boro demurred. He had become listless as time had passed and Cinnamon kept away. He did not want to bump into the youth to have him turn away from him. He had been so certain Cinnamon had at least shared friendship with him. "Not today," he added. 

"Cinnamon was asking after you," Nat said casually, using the curtain of his hair to hide the close study of Boro's face. The look in the blond's eyes told him all he needed to know. "He's very concerned for your health."

"And yet stays away," Boro murmured, not realising how much of his feelings he was giving away. "Something happened on the island," he added, almost forgetting Nat sat with him.

"You were there just one night," Nat prompted. "So little time."

"Aye," Boro mused. "We got ashore, but my leg was afire, so much that I could barely walk. We got some distance between us and the beach. Into the jungle. Then I don't remember anything until I awoke, except..."

"Except what?' Nat encouraged.

"Except a feeling of warmth and contentment," Boro said, looking forlornly at Nat. "I just don't remember anything that passed between us, yet by morning Cinnamon had changed. At least I feel he changed," he added. He smiled as slender arms hugged him.

"Rest, my friend," Nat said. "I'm sure things will come good for you." He left Boro's room with a determined look. Now he needed Cinnamon alone.

****

Cinnamon trailed anxiously in the wake of the slender brunette. Nat had told him they needed to speak in private and Cinnamon was certain he was to be told he was to be sent away from Boro. He had kept his distance but his heart would not let a day go past without checking Boro was healing. Had he shown too much interest and given himself away? He could not help but tremble as he was told to sit on a red chaise-lounge. 

"You risked much for Boro," Nat said, his voice soft and gentle, the words catching Cinnamon by surprise and eliciting a truthful reply. 

"I could not let Captain Tamesis abuse him further," Cinnamon spoke honestly. "In the camp of my first Master, had he taken a man prisoner that he intended to seek a ransom for, that man would have been treated as an honoured guest."

"Boro is not recovering as he should," Nat added casually, employing the same tactic as he had with Boro. His hair also hid his smile as the shuttered eyes of the other man briefly revealed the emotion they hid. Now Nat had his answer from both men.

"Has his wound become infected?" Cinnamon asked anxiously.

"'Tis not his body that hurts but his heart, Cinnamon. He thinks he has offended you in some way. You do not visit him as he would like."

"I...I cannot," Cinnamon stuttered.

"You obviously care a great deal for him. Why can you not see him?" Nat asked, genuinely puzzled.

"You and Captain Diego and he...you would not...I cannot..." 

"Cinnamon, Cinnamon, shh, shh." Nat said, holding the now crying darker man. "No one will hurt you here. You care so much for him and Boro cannot understand why you keep away. Please tell me."

"Lovers."

"Who?" Nat asked, easing Cinnamon back a little to make sense of the man's words.

"You, Diego and Boro. There can be no room for me."

"Cinnamon," Nat said slowly. "Listen to me very carefully. Diego is my husband," he held up his hand to display his ring. "He took me in matelotage aboard this very ship. Boro is not, nor ever has been, our lover. What gave you this notion?"

Hesitantly, Cinnamon explained the night on the island and his heart threatened to burst from his chest at the groan from Nathaniel. He trembled, fearing he had spoken out of place, but then he was hugged once more.

"Diego and Boro did share intimacy before I joined 'Maria'," Nat said softly. "I know of no one Boro has shared such intimacy with since Diego and I courted and became lovers. He was confused and in pain. He does not remember that night, Cinnamon. You must go to him and tell him. I can assure you he will not turn you away." Nat smiled encouragingly, nodding as he saw the spark of hope that lit the previously lack-lustre eyes. "But first." He trotted to the door and espied one of the crew. Calling for a jug of hot water he then turned back to the bemused Cinnamon and a furrow creased his brow. "Is your name really Cinnamon?"

"It was what the Master I had before Tamesis called me. He said he preferred an English name and since I was his I accepted he could call me whatever he wished."

"Then what is your real name?"

"Ziya."

"Then let us ready you to meet Boro, Ziya," Nat grinned.

The darker man stripped as directed to wash himself as Nat rooted in the clothes chest that he and Diego had left in the cabin when they sold 'Maria'. By the time Ziya had finished washing, Nat stood holding an armful of clothing he thought would fit. Soon Ziya was dressed in chocolate-brown velvet breeches, gold silk shirt and black silk sash about his waist and the two young men were giggling merrily together. Ziya let Nat comb his hair and tie it with gold ribbon that matched his shirt.

"I feel like I have butterflies in my stomach, Ma...Nat," Ziya confessed as they headed to Boro's cabin.

"Just speak honestly to Boro," Nat admonished. "Let him know how you feel and trust me. And him."

Once more Boro looked up at the knock to his door and a grinning Nat breezed into his room.

"I have a visitor for you, Boro," he said.

"Cinnamon?" Boro asked hopefully.

"Let me introduce you to Ziya, my friend," Nat said, ushering the other man inside.

Boro had considered Cinnamon a beauty aboard the pirate ship, but here, now, dressed in velvet and silk, the older man was lost for words. He did not notice Nat slip unobtrusively from the room, his eyes never leaving the vision before him.

"You're beautiful," he finally managed to croak. "So beautiful. Why would you not come to see me?" Boro patted the bunk, encouraging Cinnamon, no Ziya to come closer.

Obeying the silent order to sit by Boro, Ziya perched on the bunk and related what had happened. The deep groan of distress as he finished had him fearing he had revealed too much.

"I'm so, so sorry, Ziya," Boro said, clasping the dark man's hands to bring to his lips. "You cared so much for me and I remember nothing of that night. Does Nat know what transpired?"

"He explained you and Diego were close once," Ziya nodded, choosing his words with care.

"Aye. We sought mutual pleasure together. But that stopped when Diego fell in love with Nathaniel. Although it is true that Diego was the last to give me such pleasure, he and I were never *in* love with one another. Diego loves Nat with all his heart and soul."

"And you?" Ziya asked, emboldened by the intimacy they were sharing and the memory of Nat's words.

"'Tis you who I love," Boro husked and pulled Ziya to mate their mouths. His tongue surged into the warm, wet cavern of his lover-to-be. It searched out every nuance committing taste and texture to memory. It duelled with Ziya's slick muscle, sliding to and fro until Boro sucked the vanquished organ into his mouth to complete the willing ravishment. As they broke apart to gulp in much needed air, Boro tugged at his lover's shirt. "As much as you look beautiful with these on, I would much rather see you without," he growled.

Ziya gave a soft laugh and stood to remove the clothing. He faced Boro and his eyes widened as the blond pulled off the nightshirt he wore to stand naked and erect. In the dark, Ziya had known Boro was a well-endowed male, but now he could see the blond in all his glory and he whimpered needily.

"Hush, my love," Boro crooned, taking Ziya into his arms, marvelling at the rightness he felt. "Let me take care of you this time." He manoeuvred the thin form backwards to his bunk, lying the precious younger man down. He heard Ziya cried out in sudden surprise as he leant forward and his mouth engulfed Ziya's rigid shaft. 

It was heat. Hot, wet, sucking heat and it was wonderful. Ziya had nothing to compare this sensation to. No one had performed this act on him and he thrashed in mindless pleasure. His body was overheating and Ziya was sure the sparks of desire he felt for the older man would start a conflagration as he found release. His body would incinerate in the heat of their passion, leaving behind nothing but memory of this one, exquisite, sublime moment.

There was pressure against his lower entrance. Ziya was so entranced by pleasure to truly notice as it slipped within him. Then Ziya learned that Boro was a skilled lover. His lover's questing finger found the hidden jewel within him, stroking it in conjunction with his sinfully talented tongue and demanding mouth. The combination was more than Ziya could bear. He was rendered helpless in the wake of the force that raced unchecked through his body, leaving him trembling and panting in its aftermath.

As full awareness came back to him, Ziya realised he was lying back his legs spread wide, one hanging limply from the bunk. Strong, calloused hands were gently caressing his trembling inner thighs and Ziya languorously opened his eyes to meet the amused, glittering blue orbs of the blond.

"Thank you," Ziya said humbly and Boro dipped his head in acknowledgment. "I love you, Boro," he whispered. Then Boro was leaning over him, stealing his breath once more. Ziya wound his hands around the back of Boro's head, pulling the bigger man closer. He arched and cried out as Boro's head dropped lower to suckle each of his breasts in turn, rolling and tugging on whichever was bereft of teeth and tongue. A nudge from hard flesh against his buttocks reminded him that Boro had not found his own release and, in an instinctive move, Ziya ground down against the older man, causing Boro to groan low and deep in his throat.

"Let me open you," Boro rumbled. "I'll not take you dry. I want this moment to be a memory we both cherish till our dying day."

Ziya fought back the tears of joy at the heart-felt words. He moaned and writhed his encouragement as Boro's fingers delved inside him, lovingly, seeking to give pleasure. He had not known this was what making love could truly be. He tried to spread himself wider, to offer everything to the man looming over him and whose fingers swept over his sweetness again and again until his sated flesh stood proud once more. 

"I love you," Ziya husked as with one hand carding through Boro's blond tresses, the other reached between them, feeling for the older man's hard flesh. He found it and gave it a few gentle strokes, feeling its weight and heat in his hand. He raised his pelvis and guided the older man's penis to his prepared entrance, feeling the head press against his opening. He kept hold of Boro and looked up. Their eyes connected as the older man pushed forward and Ziya began to bear down, feeling the large maleness begin to penetrate his body. He gasped and winced as his body stretched to accommodate the wide girth. Ziya felt his body clench in little spasms around the much-desired intruder. 

"I love you, Ziya," Boro groaned as the tight heat of Ziya's body enclosed the head of his arousal. It squeezed it mercilessly, and an involuntary thrust of his hips he pushed it in further, lodging the hard member half way in Ziya's body. Boro murmured a small apology at a soft cry of discomfort, his hands shifting to balance him more comfortably. Boro then leant forward and captured Ziya's eager lips in a long, drawn out kiss that left both men gasping for air.

Ziya could not suppress the whimper as Boro's rod penetrated deeper into his body. His desire for the older man was causing him to involuntarily tense as he was breached. However, he knew that once fully stretched pain would become pleasure and he willed himself to relax and accept his lover's flesh. Slowly Ziya felt his inner muscles finally beginning to lose their tenseness. He pushed upwards eagerly, feeling his lover sink slowly down, impaling him with his throbbing shaft.

Boro felt himself trembling as the young man beneath him slowly surrounded more of his hard length with the tight heat of his body. Finally they both heaved a tremulous sigh as his sac nestled against Ziya's buttocks .Boro leant forward and nuzzled the sweat-slick skin of Ziya's neck, nibbling and nipping at the thin shoulders. Boro waited until Ziya began to shift slightly before he moved. He withdrew until his cock was resting just inside the entrance to the younger man's body, then he pushed forward, gliding slowly and angling deeply, trying to push himself as far into Ziya as he could.

Ziya gasped and arched his back as Boro pressed into him once more. A tingling within him sent tendrils of desire to his flagging flesh, which stirred and began to thicken once more. He felt Boro pull out and push forward, thrusting in gently. However, as Ziya hardened, the young man needed more and he began to push up to meet Boro's thrusts. He groaned as Boro teased him, slowing the pace until the younger man was writhing beneath him wordless pleas tumbling from kiss-swollen lips.

"What do you want, Ziya?" Boro asked him huskily.

"More, please, Master, more," Ziya managed finally.

"Like this?" Boro asked, and gave a hard, fast thrust of his hips, and Ziya moaned as Boro's shaft pushed against the sweet spot inside him. Ziya's need grew, and he writhed and shimmied as pleasure swept through him. "You like this," Boro said, satisfaction colouring his voice. "Look at me, Ziya," he commanded. He smiled as Ziya opened glazed eyes to look at the man who held him, who impaled him to the very core of his heart and soul. Maintaining the contact of searing sienna and scorching sapphire, Boro pushed forward again, his stroke more deliberate, angling to glide even more insistently over the jewel within the younger man. He gave a grunt of satisfaction each time Ziya jerked and mewled when his prostrate was stroked.

Ziya was determined to give something back to the man who giving him so much pleasure and he clenched and unclenched his internal muscles as he dug his ankles into Boro's muscular buttocks. He smiled with satisfaction at the moans that spilled from Boro's lips.

Boro's resolve to go slowly was crumbing under Ziya's motions. Finally he gave in. His hips pounded in strong movements which drove his weapon into Ziya's sheath, making the younger man cry out in delirious pleasure. He shifted his balance to one arm as he continued to thrust and his other grasped Ziya's hard flesh. His fingers wrapped themselves around the swollen organ and pulled firmly, stroking the younger man to new heights. Ziya stood no chance under his dual assault and, with a loud cry, his staff jerked in Boro's hand, spilling his release between their sweat-sheened bodies. 

His inner muscles clenched in involuntary spasms and the tight channel squeezed Boro, rippling along his shaft from root to tip. The older man roared as he thrust forward, his hips faltering in their rhythm as his release exploded from him. He filled the younger man with his seed, his mouth finding Ziya's shoulder, biting and marking the young man as his.

Boro gathered Ziya's limp form close to him as his sated sex slid from its haven. Ziya was out cold and Boro smiled in primal triumph. Sighing his happiness, he cradled Ziya to his chest and let himself drift, safe in the knowledge that this time, the young man *would* be in his arms when he next awoke.

****

"It seems I owe you a reward, my love," Diego rasped, his voice a dark caress of Nat's tiny ear. He had looked in on his friend before retiring to their cabin and had been delighted to see Boro and Ziya wrapped in each other's arms, the blond's face relaxed in a beatific smile. He mated their mouths in a series of hard, deep, satisfying kisses.

"I believe you do, my Captain," Nat purred, writhing beneath his dominant mate as they lay naked together.

"Roll over," Diego husked.

"Yes, Diego," Nat whispered. He then rolled onto his stomach, mindful of his erect flesh, which was standing proudly from his body.

"Here let me assist," Diego muttered thickly as he lifted the slender hips up to push a pillow under them. "Better?"

"Yes," Nat sighed, as Diego began running his hands over his back. He gasped with pleasure as Diego moved behind him, fitting his hardness between Nat's cheeks, just thrusting slightly as he leant up to kiss the smooth back that was stretched out before him.

Diego smiled as he continued kissing smooth skin, sailing southerly until he reached soft mounds. Slowly, he ran his hands over the peach-soft skin, peppering the globes with soft kisses before spreading them wide to take his fill of the tiny portal that was his personal harbour of paradise. It always looked so small, so vulnerable. Without warning he leaned down and licked the tight rosette then blew over the wetted skin. 

Nat shuddered with the sensation as Diego alternated between licking and blowing, driving him almost insane with need. He had never known he would be capable of enjoying such a carnal act, but he had taken pleasure from everything Diego had done when making love. He began to push onto the lips when they would touch him and rock back with the breeze that would follow. Diego then jabbed his tongue into Nat's opening, causing a bolt of lust to set course through Nat's veins. It sent jolts to his swollen member, making it jump and leak more of the pre-come that it now slid across. He moaned his delight his skin tingling with pleasurable sensation.

For long moments Diego tongued Nat, taking his time to go a little deeper with each thrust. He alternated by nibbling with his teeth. When Nat began to rock, Diego held onto his hips, making sure this would go at his pace. He loved the intimate taste of his lover, pleased and proud the younger man would trust him enough to perform this act. He focused on the earthy tastes and smells of his mate, the man he had been in love with for so very long.

When his tongue was able to enter the narrow straight without resistance, Diego pulled back. He softly kissed the opening and sat on his heels to look at his lover lying spread before him. Nat's back was lightly sweat-sheened. It rose and fell in harmony with panting gasps of breath. His hands lay on either side of his head. His beautiful face was turned to one side, eyes closed and lips parted and still slightly swollen from their kissing. His hips were rocking softly into the pillow beneath them while his knees held him in a position which gave Diego access to anything he desired. "Deo, mi, Nat, you are everything I ever wanted. I love looking at you like this, it does such things to me," the older man husked.

He reached for their oil and drenched one finger before dripping a small amount on the opening that flexed in reaction. He rubbed the oil around the saliva-slick portal before he slowly sank his finger inside. Diego pulled out and eased a second in to join the first as two low moans of passion rose up to harmonise. He kept the rhythm slow crowding a third digit in the tiny channel. Finally he eased his ruby-hued shaft into the prepared sheath, rocking in ever-decreasing thrusts, then stopped altogether and sat back bringing Nat with him. He sat his smaller lover, impaled on his weapon, astride his powerful thighs. In this position he had full dominance and access to any part of Nat he desired to touch. 

Nat moaned his appreciation of the embrace as Diego caressed his over-heated body. He leant back trustingly, enjoying the feel of Diego's furred chest against his back as the older man ran his hand over his chest and nipples, tugging at the ring. There was gentle nibbling at his shoulder, then his neck. Nat writhed on the rigid rod that was buried inside him, making him feel Diego's raw, masculine power. But it was soon not enough for either man and he was eased onto all fours letting Diego pound into him as he pushed back with every thrust.




New Horizons Ch. 02



They fell into a rhythm as old as time and he was so close, they were both so close. He could hear Diego's harsh breaths; feel them hot and damp, searing the skin of his neck and shoulder. A calloused hand wrapped around his engorged flesh to begin a masterful stroking in time with the thrusts deep in his body. He ceded his fight to try and hold back spilling his seed, shooting it forth so hard some of the drops hit his chin and screamed Diego's name as his passion consumed him. 

Diego answered Nat's cry with one of his own and he came until he felt drained and empty giving all that he had to the man that was everything he needed or wanted.

Their bodies were boneless as they lay in the afterglow of orgasmic bliss. Harsh breathing became soft panting then normal breaths. They snuggled close to one another, Nat craving kisses and to be held by the man he loved. He was not sure when his feet would touch the ground again but knew that Diego's arms would always be there to catch him. He sighed in happiness, relishing the sensation of loving arms wrapped tightly around him.

"Love you, Diego," he whispered.

"I love you, Nat," Diego husked, holding his mate and sucking a mark of passion on the bare shoulder before him. He felt Nat succumb to sleep and smiled. All was once more well in his world.

****

The next morning dawned bright and clear and a strong wind was in 'Maria's' sails as Diego stood at her wheel, one arm around Nat's slender waist. A cheer had both men looking and then grinning widely as Boro came into view, a strong arm draped over Ziya's thin shoulders. Diego and Nat waited for the two men to be welcomed by the crewmen on deck before they made their way up to where they stood at the wheel.

"'Tis about time you got your lazy arse out of bed, Boro," Diego greeted his friend laughingly.

"*My* arse is perfect, as Ziya can attest, and compliments my intelligence and good looks," Boro replied dryly.

Ziya blushed crimson at the words, but felt the arm about his shoulders tighten fractionally. He realised, looking at the two older men, that a message was being passed between them as he noticed Diego nod and seemingly relax.

"And, of course, is equalled only by your modesty," Diego said, sketching a deep bow and then he was hugging Boro tightly, both men laughing heartily.

Ziya watched, smiling shyly. He felt another blush begin even as the first diminished as Diego moved to hold him gently and bestow a soft kiss to each cheek.

"Welcome to my family," he murmured.

"Thank you, Nat," Boro was whispering at the same time as he hugged the slighter brunette who was barely able to contain his euphoria. As he released the younger man, he smiled indulgently as Nat immediately went to hug Ziya. "I have a favour to ask of you, Diego," he whispered as the younger men chatted animatedly. "When we have dropped off our last cargo I would have you oversee my taking Ziya in matelotage."

"You are that certain so soon?" Diego asked, his love and concern demanding he ask the question of his best and dearest friend.

"As certain as you were of your feelings for Nathaniel," Boro replied. He smiled at the squeeze to his shoulder.

"Certain indeed," Diego nodded. "I am pleased for you both, my friend," he added. He then moved closer to whisper in Boro's ear. He waited for the blond's reply and then whispered some more. He stepped back grinning as Boro nodded, an equally wide smile on the blond's face. He then stepped to the rail and shouted to Matthew.

"Mister Matthew, I would be grateful if you could get the crew's attention for me."

Nat and Ziya looked up as they heard Matthew bellowing for silence and looked at their lovers who stood, arms around each other's shoulders, wide smiles on their faces. Free arms reached for each of them and the younger men took their places at the side of their mates.

"Gentlemen," Diego shouted. "I am sure you will all welcome Boro back as First Mate." He waited for the cheers to die down as Boro waved and sketched a bow to the crew. "I have more good news. You will recognise Ziya, which is his real name," another chorus of cheers arose. "I am pleased to tell you that Boro and he will be joined in matelotage when we leave our next port. I put you, Mister Matthew, in charge of ensuring we have food and drink enough to celebrate properly." 

He laughed as the crew erupted in their approval and Ziya blushed scarlet. Although Boro had sought Ziya's agreement for matelotage, Diego knew the younger man would not have expected so public, or so enthusiastic, a reception.

"Finally, a surprise for both Nat and Ziya," Diego continued as the cheering died down. "We will buy back 'Maria' from Ilario. She and her crew deserve better. For longer voyages, we will select a reliable Captain to take charge. For short island hops, you will just have to make do with us at 'Maria's' wheel."

This time the cheers were deafening and accompanied by loud stamping of feet. 

"Diego?" Nat whispered, his eyes wide and bright.

"The sea is in our blood, my love," he replied. "But neither Boro nor I want to experience what happened on this voyage again, so we will no longer undertake long haul sailings. We will Captain just short jaunts between islands, easier, quicker and safer." He pulled Nat to him and put the smaller man's hands on the wheel. He moved to press his chest to Nat's back, rest his chin on the brunette's head and wrap both arms around the trim waist. He smiled at the sight of Boro and Ziya, in each other's arms, and then ahead to where the sea eternally kissed the sky. Once again new horizons beckoned and his family had grown to four. Diego kissed Nat's temple. He looked forward to their shared future.



New Horizons Ch. 02



I try to return the feeling to Jim.

As Jim is sitting back on his heels I get up onto my knees and crawl to him. I take his face into my hands and kiss him full on the mouth. We had both discussed this and both were not sure how we would react. At this moment I really didn't care. He had gotten me off so well that all I wanted to do was share the feeling; he could tell me if he didn't like anything I would do.

He seemed to be surprised at first but when I stuck my tongue in his mouth searching for any of my cum left over I felt him relax and get into the moment. He put a hand behind my head and pulled me even closer to him and started tonguing my mouth too.

I reach down to hold his impressive cock. This is the moment I have fantasized for so long. He is much bigger than me and I am surprised by how hot he feels in my hand. My hand can only cover the middle of his cock leaving both top and bottom free. I slowly stroke back and froth. His cock is so hard but somewhat soft at the same time. 

I take his balls into my other hand and hold them in my palm. 

Still tongue fucking each others mouth I am stroking his throbbing cock and rolling his balls in my hand.

I take my hand from his balls and push it on his chest so that he falls back onto the bed. I spread his legs and get between them. I am consumed with the thought of his cock. The foreskin fascinates me beyond belief. I stroke him covering and uncovering his purple crown. His cock is smooth with no bulging veins sometimes seen in pictures. It is seven inches of long, smooth, hot sex just begging for my attention. I inspect it like I have never seen one before. I haven't, my cock is the only one I have ever experienced and this is like the first time all over again. I can see the lines in the skin on his cock head as I expose it from the foreskin. I think this is just like a fingerprint. I don't think we will see a cock print on our passports just yet, but know if I see another hundred cocks in my hand there will never be another first.

Jim is all but forgotten, all that matters is his cock, his center. It is like the rest of the picture is out of focus and my mouth is drawn to it. I have been orally obsessed for as long as I can remember. I ate a lot of pussy before I ever put my cock into one. 

I have my hand on the center of his cock leaving about 3 inches from the head exposed. I open my mouth and take this into it. I close my mouth and lips on a cock for the first time and it amazes me how hot it feels. I am surprised at how strong it feels in my mouth. I had been so fearful of some of the tasteless labels this act can bring that I had waited forever to try it. 

Well I am now a cock sucker and really don't feel any different than after the first time I ate a girl in the back seat of a 67 Mustang. This is just sex, but also a sharing, something between two consenting people and I am not changed. Wiping this from my mind I return to the cock in my mouth.

My mouth is full of spit which I swirl around and over his cock. I run my tongue over him and hear his moans. I had almost forgotten Jim was attached to this wonderful organ. I move my hand from his shaft to his balls and try to take as much of him into my mouth as possible. When I feel his cock head hit the back of my throat I still have some left unsucked. I decide to concentrate on what I can handle now and start making love to his cock.

I move my head back and forth sucking his cock in and out. I run my tongue around and under the shaft until just the crown is in my mouth and a suck on it like it was the last thing I will ever do. I work his foreskin back and forth sucking it beyond the end of his cock.I roll it between my lips sucking it, running my tongue tip into it to lick his cock head.

I am like spoiled child afraid of never getting any of this again. I am possessed with this act of sucking cock. I think that if I never have the courage to try this again I will find all the answers I have sought tonight.

I can feel him getting close to orgasm and being selfish do not want this to ever stop, so I spend more attention on his balls and ass. 

I reluctantly let his cock fall from my mouth and holding his balls up start kissing them. I take his scrotum between my lips and stretch it out displaying his balls inside.

I also have a hand between his ass cheeks and am making small circles on his perineum. He seems to like this and after some time I feel he is ready to go beyond his comfort zone. 

I say to him; "Jim please trust me and relax, let me show you something wonderful."

I start by wetting my first three fingers in my mouth and slowly run them between his ass cheeks to and beyond his anus. His moaning is more frequent and louder. This tells me he is comfortable with what I am doing. Bringing my fingers back between his cheeks I run my index fingers tip over his anus lightly. Just enough to feel him tense up.

I remind him: "relax and trust me Jim, I won't hurt you."

I wet the tip of my index finger again and put just the pad on his anus. He flinches but I feel him relax allowing just the tip to push past his first anal ring where I stop.

I hold my finger tip there and ask: "How does that feel? Would you be comfortable going farther?"

Jim can only whisper; "Oh yes please I want to feel more!"

I ask him to turn over and he rolls onto his knees and forearms.

I am caressing his ass cheeks with both hands taking my time. I can see his crinkled anus and am as excited as when I first saw his cock. I run my fingers between his cheeks and over his anus until I feel he has relaxed enough to enjoy what I am about to do. I spread his cheeks with my hands making a triangle with my fingers and thumbs around his anus. I lean forward and just breathe on him. I know he can feel my hot breath on his anus as he sighs. I lean forward and kiss him lightly right on his ass hole with my wet lips. I hold there putting light pressure until I feel him relax enough for his ass hole to open just slightly. I push my tongue tip into him and tongue him.

He falls forward so that he is resting between the side of his face and his knees.

Thinking I have him now I ask; "Jim what do you want me to do? Do you want me to make love to your ass? You have to say it aloud, it will free you. I am your cock sucker and I want to eat your ass. I want you to cum like you have never cum before but you need to say it. Tell me what you want, but I need to hear you tell me."

Jim moans "Yes, do it for me, please eat my ass my cock sucker. Eat my ass."

I am so hard now I can feel my cock slapping my belly with each heart beat. 

I feel Jim move to hold his cock and tell him; "Let me do that, let me do it all for you. Hold your ass open for me my slut, show me what you want."

As he reaches back to hold his cheeks open for me I lean forward and kiss him hotly on his ass hole. I lick it like it is my last meal, running my tongue in, around and over his anus. I take his ball sack in one hand and start to stroke his cock with the other.

We have gone into another sexual dimension together. I know for me there is no turning back. I am sure I haven't given up anything from my past sex life only crossed another horizon to more pleasures. I think I should have done this years ago!

It doesn't take much of this before Jims breathing quickens enough to tell me that he is about to cum. I take my hand from his balls and surround his cock head with my fingers. Feasting on his ass, stroking his cock faster I feel his hot cum hit the palm of my hand. Shot after shot of hot cum hits my palm until it overflows and runs down my wrist. When I feel him stop I pull back from his ass and let go of his cock. He rolls over onto his side and now it is my turn to sit back on my heels and enjoy his moment.

When he catches his breath he says: "I have never cum like that before. Thank you for showing me pleasure I was so afraid to explore."

I then show him my cum covered hand and as I flatten my tongue on my palm I lick his up essence. I can't get it all with one try so I lean forward and offer him my hand. 

He takes my hand in his and licks up as much cum as he can, rolling my hand over to get what has run on my wrist. 

As I lay next to him he sees how hard my cock is and says; "This is going to be a great weekend. Do they have room service?"



New Horizons Ch. 03



Part 3 Choosing a Chapter

Thanks to all who love the story as I did while writing in. There are several more parts to come as long as you keep "begging."

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I didn't get back to the request for chapter selection for several days due to an unusually busy work schedule. It wasn't until I received a reminder when I opened my e-mails one evening that I knew I had a decision to make. The reminder told me that I could change chapters at any time for cause, if that was a concern. All I had to do was to file a request with the board of directors. 

Now, it was time to decide whether to join the host chapter that had taken me to such heights of Sapphic pleasures, or try a different group all together. The decision became somewhat simpler when I noticed that the host group was closed to new members. I added a quick note to my file to give it more thought at a later date. 

I began by crossing off all the chapters that were closed to new members, then went on to eliminate the ones that indicated an interest in bondage. I might be willing to consider that activity but only after I knew the members of the chapter and found out just how intense they went into the bondage style. That left just seven to choose from. The next step was to check the location of the chapters, crossing off the ones that would require extensive and time consuming travel, possibly making it impossible for me to attend at least a portion of their meetings. That cut the list to three. 

The next step, according to her instructions, was to get further information from the web site, using a new code number. Clicking on the now familiar pink blossom, I watched as a new folder called menu of options opened. Opening yet another folder, called "Chapter rosters " I watched as the list of chapters opened, then chose the first of the three acceptable chapters. 

The first one on my list was chapter seven. Remembering that I could change chapters after attending a new member orientation, I printed out the member roster and their email adresses, then sent each of them a copy of my bio and my interests, asking that I be considered for membership in their chapter. . 

The next day, I received responses from the other members including one from Cricket, who identified herself as the chapter guide. She told me that they were happy to get my request and would be pleased to host me at a special welcoming meeting that Saturday, starting at seven. Due to my new member status, I would once again be required to go through an orientation , although it would not be so structured or with so many women. I was instructed to wear a matching bra and panty set, and a long spring coat. Nothing else but heels. I could only hope that there would be no reason to remove my coat before I got there. I took other clothes with me for the return trip home. 

I had no trouble finding the house, a large Victorian that had been beautifully restored. It sat far back off the street with a curving drive that ended up under a tall portico. I exited the car, stepping into a brisk cold wind and walked up to the door. Finding a hand written note on the door, welcoming me, I pushed the door open and stepped inside, out of the wind and into a warm entryway that opened into a long hallway. Closing the door, I waited for someone to come greet me. A tall pair of French doors at the end of the hallway swung open and a tall, slender woman, wearing nothing but pearls and high heels walked into the hall. Her long blonde hair swung sensuously with each step and her small but firm breasts bobbed up and down enticingly. A thin trail of blond hair led down to her slit like an arrow pointing the way. "Welcome Samantha, did you have any problem finding us?" 

I shook my head and returned the beautiful smile. "Not at all. Your instructions were quite easy to follow" 

The woman finally reached me, holding out her hand. "I'm Cricket, and no, it's not a nickname, it's really my name." We both laughed. Obviously, this was a running joke. "Welcome to my home," she said, pulling me into her body, leaning in to kiss me warmly. Cheerful voices and bright laughter could be heard coming from beyond the French doors as we walked down the hall. Opening the doors, we stepped into a very large room with three women standing at a bar just inside. . 

They looked up as the door closed and smiled at me. Cricket took my hand and led me over to the bar to introduce the other members. "This is Dawn," she said, as I met the first member, a woman of about 35 or so, about 5-6", with long brown hair that fell loosely around her shoulders, flowing over the cheeks of her ass. Her sweater did little to conceal ample breasts with large nipples that stood proud, not covered by a bra.. She also had a remarkable ass which indicated a lot of exercise or walking. When she kissed me, I pressed into her full chest, getting more and deeper kisses as a reward... 

At nearly six feet, the second woman had to bend to welcome me with soft kisses. She wore her dark brown hair loose and long over a red silk blouse without a bra. Her breasts, about a 36-D, supported dark brown nipples that were trying to poke through the silk. Her velvet pants appeared to be painted over slender, shapely ass and long legs.

"This is Justine," Cricket said, patting the woman's hard ass and accepting a kiss from her. . 

The third woman, naked save for her panties, which were the tiniest of bikini's, was about my height but that's about the only thing we had in common. Her brunette hair was pulled back into a long ponytail. Deep hazel eyes glowed with lust over a face that men would kill for. Her breasts stood proud and firm as a ripe grapefruit with nipples that cried out to be sucked. The curve over her hip led to a hard, tight ass that I longed to taste and play with. She won me over quickly with her warm smile."This is Trish ." Cricket said. 

"Watch out for that one, Samantha. Once she starts on your pussy, she doesn't want to stop," Dawn warned. 

"Is that a challenge?" I asked, as Trish kissed me with more passion than I expected. Cricket was the only other woman there and it was hard not to stare at her fantastic body. She was tall, about five eight, or so, but her legs were more muscular than Dawn or Justine. Hard nipples stood high on firm breasts with rosy aureola. 

Would you care for something to drink?" Dawn asked. 

"White wine would be great," I replied. The drink was poured and passed to Justine who handed it to me. As I sipped the smooth liquid, Trish and Cricket moved away from the bar, sharing kisses that moved from tender to hard, plunging, throat exploring that brought loud moans from both women. It wasn't long before Trish was toying with Cricket's breasts and when Cricket began pressing her hips into Trish, they began moving toward some mats in the center of the room. Justine took my hand to lead me to an area beyond the bar that was covered with thick carpet. At the far end, two recliners were positioned facing each other while two couches sat against the back wall. 

When my glass was empty, Justine took the glass and placed it on a side table.

Trish and Cricket were locked in a passionate embrace, their lips locked together in kisses of wild abandonment. Soft moans could be heard coming for both of them as the passion level rose higher and higher. As the two women began exploring each others bodies with slow, tender strokes, their moans became quite loud and their desire grew accordingly, as did my level of arousal..

As we watched the performance, Justine and Dawn removed my coat, placing it on one of the recliners. Dawn began to stroke over my bare flesh, kissing me on my arms, back and chest while Justine bent to place kisses over my ears, face, neck and eyes.

It was hard to watch the two women in the middle of the room but whenever I turned to one of the other women, they advised me to watch the show. The two women weren't much more than five feet from me as they caressed each other's breasts and asses, while their tongues danced in and out of each other's mouths. The scent of their arousal moved over the room, adding to the desire building in my body. 

My eyes were closed as my body was kissed and licked so I didn't notice when Dawn stripped down to panties and heels. I mewled loudly as Justine freed my breasts from my bra, letting it drop to the floor. As Justine toyed with my breasts, I began to moan from the pleasant sensations moving from my nipples to my pussy. Dawn couldn't wait any more and with little more than a flick of her wrist, plunged her fingers into my panties, fondling my mons and moving over my wet lips.

Cricket was now prone on a padded table of some sort while Trish sat on a small adjustable stool, putting her in perfect position to move between Cricket's legs as Cricket put her legs over Trish's shoulders. I heard someone ask me to spread my legs and without taking my eyes off Trish and Cricket, I complied. I was entranced by Trish's head moving sensuously between Cricket's thighs while Cricket held her there with her hands dug into her hair. The sounds of passion, desire and need coming from then dominated the room but I was starting to give them some competition. 

Justine's attack on my breasts had them swollen and throbbing from what she was doing with her fingers, lips and tongue. I dug my fingers into her head and forced her head against my body as she wrapped her arms around me and held me there. She began kissing and sucking on them harder and harder, then started nibbling at my nipples. I had no will power left to resist them as if I would have anyway. When she bit my nipples and pulled them away from my body, I almost collapsed. No matter what they wanted from me, it was theirs for the taking.

Trish had her tongue buried deep in Cricket's needy pussy while Cricket groaned and played with her own nipples, pulling them straight out from her chest. When Cricket loudly exploded in a mind blowing orgasm, Trish bent to the task of licking her clean.

By now, I was too far gone to even notice Cricket's orgasm, my body crying out for it's own satisfaction. The moans I now heard were mine and were louder than Cricket's. My breathing was ragged and irregular as I got closer to completion. I now moved my face up to suck Justine's nipples through her shirt. My pussy was ging wild and my clit was throbbing with need. I gasped as Dawn suddenly stripped off my panties, throwing them to one side. When Dawn stretched out of the carpet, Justine took me by the arms to lower me over Dawn's face. "Oh fuck yes," I cried, as Dawn's tongue licked over my hot slit. My body trembled as my clit was licked and sucked repeatedly between long licks over my pussy. I needed to come so badly that my first orgasm came quickly, but it never had time to ease as Dawn wrapped my legs in her arms to hold me in place while she sucked my juices for me. Her tongue once again began plunging into me and I began humping her face. Reaching back, I spread my wet lips wide to let her reach my inner core. Sweat poured from my face and when the orgasm began to rage out of control, I buried her face in my pussy, making it hard for her to breathe. I rolled off of her and onto the carpet but she followed me to crawl between my legs and catch every drop before it could ever reach the floor.

As soon as I got my strength back, I got between Dawn's legs, diving into her pussy, lapping it like a starved animal. Opening her labia wide, I laved my tongue repeatedly over the extended clit, driving her to near insanity. Dumping me to the carpet, she spun around into a 69, burying her face in my pussy once again as I took both of her ass cheeks in my hands, pulling the wet slit into my mouth. As she got close, I found her tender anus and plunged a finger into her as far a I could reach. into her as far as she could reach.

Cricket and Trish, who had been pleasuring each other, now joined Justine who stood at the bar, alone, with her hand under her blouse as she humped a chair through her skirt. They watched as Dawn and I ate each other into noisy oblivion, our cries for release filling the room, but neither of us was about to let up on the other one. When we came, we came together noisily, grasping at each other's bodies, my nails leaving a trail of red claw marks down Dawn's back while Dawn left teeth marks all down my wet thighs until we fell to the floor together, exhausted.

As we fought to recover from the sex-fest, I noticed that Trish was teasing Justine's breasts through her blouse. I rolled into Dawn's body to whisper to her. She smiled and whispered her reply. Watching the action for a few more minutes, I forced my body away from Dawn, who wished me good luck. Moving to the bar, I forced my battered body between Justine and Trish. 

"I'm sure this is against the rules," I said, gazing into Justine's hazel eyes, "but are you on your period or something?" 

Justine just smiled and shook her head. 

"Then I guess I'd like to know why you are the only one with clothes on." 

Trish just smiled and stepped back to let me have my way with Justine, now gazing down on me with lust filled hazel eyes. 

"No one has offered to undress me," she replied. . 

I glared up at her, as she smiled down on me. "Did you expect an invitation? You might have stripped when everyone else did, you know. You seemed to have a good time torturing my tits," I reminded her, "and I didn't get even a taste of yours" I began moving my fingers up and down over the four buttons that kept the blouse together. "I don't think that's fair, do you?" 

"Are you sure you're woman enough to take me on? Justine challenged . 

"I guess there's only one way to find out," I replied, as I pulled her face down to kiss her. "Dawn tells me you like it a little bit rough," I said, as I continued kissing her. 

"That depends on who I'm who I'm playing with," she whispered, huskily, returning my kisses as they became more and more passionate.

"Well, miss sweet and sexy, you've teased me, tortured me and got Dawn so hot she damned near killed me, but I think she left enough of me to make your day interesting so I intend to have my way with you and it won't be pretty." 

With that, I ripped the blouse open, buttons flying everywhere, Justine's eyes opened wide in shock then cried out loudly as I roughly attacked her nipple with my mouth open wide to surround the nipple, sucking it into my mouth as hard as I could before taking a nip at first one and then the other. 

"Oh fuck, oh my god," she cried in a combination of pain and pleasure. When I finally realized the intensity of my attack, I let go and brought my lips to surround her now throbbing nipple, sucking it into my lips while I stroked over it with the tip of my tongue. Justine's hand forced me into her breasts, moaning and groaning with each suck and each time I nipped at her nipples. She cried out when I bit them, pulling them straight out from her body and it didn't take long before I was rewarded by her first orgasm. Even though it wasn't a powerful orgasm, it was enough for her to force my face into her breasts so hard I could hardly breathe. I finally allowed it to ease by kissing and licking her stomach, then turning her to lick down her back, laving my tongue over her spine and around the waist of her pants In one smooth move, Justine stood naked as her pants fell around her ankles. Before she could think, I pulled her to the floor and slid them over her feet.. 

"Oh my god," Cricket moaned, "I think Samantha's in for a long had ride."

Trish chuckled. "Don't be so sure," she replied. "Look at what she did to Dawn."

Dawn was sitting right where I left her, slumped into the couch with her hair in disarray, twisting her nipples as she watched the us. 

For just a second, I stood there, awed by the beauty of the woman lying in front of me but then I came to my senses, flipping Justine's legs open as I dove between them. She offered no resistance as I kissed, nibbled and licked over her legs, calves and thighs. Licking behind her knees I learned that like I, it was one of her erogenous zones. Her moans, groans and cries became so loud they echoed from the walls and ceiling. Wen I moved over her mound and began to lick and kiss her stomach and navel, she thrust her body into me wildy and when I reached her pussy, she grabbed hold of my hair and yanked so hard I thought I might be bald. 

I opened my mouth and put it over her whole pussy, licking into her slit with the tip of my tongue as her hips thrust wildly into my face, but I had a good grip on her ass cheeks as I nipped at her outer lips, then began plunging my tongue into her slit. I wanted more so I pushed her legs even wider and using my fingertips, I spread her wide, then plunged into her pussy. 

"Enough," she screamed, "oh my god, enough. Let me come Sam" she screamed. "Let me come, damn it, let me come, oh my god it's killing me. Oh fuck!" It was more than she could take when I rammed two fingers deep into her pussy, curled them into her g-spot and began pumping into her wildly. Her back came off the floor as she came up on her heels, screaming into the ceiling as the orgasm that had been hidden for far too long slammed with a fierce energy- robbing twist that took her breath away. It went on and on as her body twitched and turned, throwing me to the floor, but I fought for this moment and I dove back between her knees to suck and nibble on the puffy lips, staying away from the sensitive clit.

Sweat poured form her body which was trembling as her leg muscles twitched, then gres still. When I went to soothe her she dug her hands into me, pulling me into a bear hug that stole the breath right out of my body, She wrapped those beautiful long legs around me and dug her heels into my calves so hard I feared I'd never walk again, but then she exhaled loudly and her legs relaxed as she slid away into the darkness. 

It hurt me that I'd done that, even though I've experienced it myself. I moved to kiss away the sweat and tears that poured from her face. Holding her head tight to my breast, I whispered my apologies. "I'm sorry hon, honest to God, I didn't know." Sweat beaded over our bodies and then I felt her warm breath softly blowing over my arm as her lips caressed my skin..

"Oh my God, Justine honey, I am so sorry." 

Justine's hand fell over my head, pulling my face into her lips. "You damned near killed me, " she whispered, but she was smiling when she did. I held her tight, kissing her over and over until her lips met mine and the kisses became mutual. After a few minutes of rest and bathing her face with cool cloths, Justine struggled to sit up. I wrapped her in my arms, with my head on her back. Slowly, Dawn and I helped her to her feet and led her to one of the recliners where Cricket and Trish, who had been standing quietly, watching the scene take place, handed both of us water bottles. Cricket stepped over, wrapping me in her arms, kissing my face and neck. 

"You shouldn't have done that," Cricket said. I nodded but then got a surprise when she continued. "Now we all want one like that. Damn girl, that was awesome. I've known Justine for a lot of years and I've never seen her pass out from an orgasm. I don't think I've ever managed it, at least.." 

I flushed and snuggled into Cricket more. "I don't know what happened. I just got carried away and I wanted more. No matter what I got, I wanted more. God, she tastes so damned good when she comes, and she just didn't stop coming."

Cricket just cuddled me for a few more minutes, letting me regain my strength. "I think we all need a break," she said. "You both need some fluids to replace what you've lost."

"All right everyone," she said, getting everyone's attention. "We aren't superhuman women and we need to gather our strength for the rest of the evening so let's get some food and some wine and meet back here in an hour."




New Horizons Ch. 03



As Jim and I are lying back side by side he sees that I am hard again, but as he has just cum he is soft. We had both written each other about wanting to feel a cock harden in our mouth so I ask him if he would like a cocktail.

As soon as I have said it I know it was a mistake as Jim quickly replies; "Yes please tell me a story about your fine cock!"

Laughing I move to the wet bar in the suite and say; "No one of these." And hold up a bottle of rum. "We have rum, gin and scotch."

He says a rum and coke will be fine.

I make our drinks and lay back beside him. We talk about everything but what just happened. Honestly I am still a little unsure of how this is going to pass. I still feel that even after what we have just done with each other the fear of embarrassment or humiliation is still there.

Jim must sense this when he says; "I really don't know what I enjoyed more, sucking you off or what you did to me." 

Almost immediately I feel blood rushing into my prick and say; "before we get hard I want to feel you stiffen in my mouth and my cock in yours."

We kiss wetly but quickly and turn into a 69 on our sides. I feel him take all of my soft cock into his hot mouth and want to do the same to him but am still so mesmerized by the sight of his cock all I want to do is look at him. His shaved balls hang loosely under his fine looking cock which has softened enough so that the foreskin is now covering the crown.

As Jim caresses my balls I feel my cock start to stiffen in his mouth and start a movement slowly fucking his mouth. I then see him flex his cock reminding me of what I am there to do.

I take him completely in my mouth which is full of hot spit and start rolling him around with my tongue. He starts to harden quickly and as I am working that wonderful foreskin back and forth over him he fills my mouth with hard cock. 

I reach around him with my free hand and start to caress his ass cheek. Squeezing and flexing his ass cheek I know is opening his anus. I want him to adjust to the thought that his ass and anus are all an integral part of our new sexuality. I am not touching his anus just trying to keep him aware of its value as an erogenous zone.

We are both very hard now and he is at his fullest tumescence and I can not hold all of his cock in my mouth comfortably. 

I roll us over so that I am on top as he is more able to comfortably suck all of my cock. I am fucking his mouth in sync with my sucking of his cock. 

Now he has both hands free and is holding and stroking my ass cheeks, spreading me so that now my anus is opening and closing. This excites me so much that I feel my orgasm approaching.

Jim takes my cock from his mouth long enough to quickly say; "Cum for me buddy, give me your hot cum."

As I quicken my pace I ask him to cum with me and am moving his cock in and out of my mouth faster and faster.

I can see his balls tighten up into his groin as I feel his cock get even bigger and start pulsing and shooting his hot seed into my mouth. This pushes me over the edge and I fuck his mouth even faster until I start shooting my cum into his mouth. 

As our orgasms almost reach completion I am so sensitive in his hot mouth it almost hurts so I freeze all movement and spill the last of my cum into his mouth as I hold his cock in mine and feel the last of his cum entering me.

My mouth is so full and as this is the first time another man has cum into my mouth and I want to experience everything about it. Not swallowing, some of it is running out of my mouth down around his cock and onto his ball sack.

Recovering slightly I start to slowly fuck his mouth again while slowly sucking him.

I turn my hips to the side and feel him gently sucking my cock as I pull it from his hot mouth. I let his cock slide out of mine at the same pace and roll completely onto my side. Laying there all I see is his wonderful cock laying across his hip. All shiny and wet with my spit I watch as it softens. I watch the foreskin as it seems to now be covering the crown. Softening his cock falls from my sight between his legs.

As I am turning around to lay next to him I am surprised to see him pull my face to his and kiss me wetly. He pushes his tongue between my lips and forces some of my cum into my mouth. It surprises me but excites me even more.

We hold like this kissing and fucking each others mouth with our tongues.

He breaks the kiss and I lay next to him. We are both silent for some time just listening to each others breathing.

When it seems that we have returned to earth Jim says;" I want you to fuck my with that hot cock, will you fuck me?"

I tell him I would love to fuck him and only wish is that we could fuck each other at the same time. 



New Horizons Ch. 03



Dawn brought me a robe as we adjourned to a small room where food and beverages had been laid out. Along the walls were comfortable chairs and lounges. When I was seated on one of the lounges, Cricket and Trish came to sit on either side of me. "Wow," was all Trish could say as she smiled at me. 

"Oh god, don't. I feel so terrible about that," I said. 

"Don't be absurd Sam, can I call you Sam? Trish asked

"Yes, of course."

"We all wish we could do that, Sam, but we just don't. You have a gift or something."

"I didn't mean that to happen. I don't know, I was standing there, looking at her with that beautiful rose colored blouse and I went nuts. I just lost it. The more I got into it, the worse I got and I was determined that I wouldn't let her come for some reason. It's kind of scary, to tell you the truth."

"It's all right Sam, it really is," Cricket advised. "Just remember when you are with a new prospect you can't let that happen. We won't keep any of them if that happens while they are still a bit nervous about what we are doing to them."

I flushed and nodded. Crickets arm went over my shoulder and Trish leaned in to kiss my cheek. 

I got up to walk to where Justine sat, sipping on a bottle of sports water. "Justine, I'm sorry. I'll pay for the blouse but I should never have lost control that way."

Justine smiled and patted the chair next to hers. "Sam, you don't have to pay for the blouse. It's a two hundred dollar Camellie original but I'm sure it can be repaired."

"You were worth every penny of that and more. I've never wanted anyone so badly that I would attack them like that."

"Is there a chance you'd want to take me on again?" she asked, smiling. "It might not so easy next time though."

"I'll take that chance whenever you wish," Sam replied. 

Cricket came over to kneel in front of them. "Everyone all right here?" she asked. 

"You want to watch out for this one," Justine warned. "She'll wring you dry and keep coming back for more."

"I've noticed," Cricket replied.

Later, I felt a longing for Justine as she and Dawn began working their way toward the door with their arms around each other. But I knew that I'd hold her and taste her again.

Cricket and Trish stepped over to me, offering me their hands. "Would you care to join us?" Cricket asked. I felt a tremor move over my body. Now that I'd set the stage, could I handle whatever the two women were expecting of me? 

We returned to the big room to see Dawn and Justine rolling out large plastic mats. When I looked questioningly at Trish, she replied, "It's just to keep the floor dry." I didn't miss the sly wink the two of them exchanged.

Dawn retrieved the plastic case from behind the bar and put it near the pads. Justine appeared with another case which she put at the other end. 

They then began pulling pillows from behind couches and chairs. There were several sizes and shapes when they were all done. As though on cue, everyone headed for the matts. 

Cricket and Trish guided me to one end of the matts, near a wall of black steel rings and under a row of steel rails overhead. It didn't take long for me to realize what the apparatus was used for and I started to panic. This was not something I was ready for, and it hadn't been indicated as one of their interests.

Cricket smiled and dropped her robe. Looking around, I realized I was the only one not naked so my robe fell to the matt as well. 

Trish had noticed my expression as I gazed at the apparatus. "There is nothing to be worried out, Sam," she advised. "We don't use any of the apparatus without your approval. We might show you how they work so you can decide but we will never go against your wishes.

Somewhat reassured, I felt my heart beat slow as I slowly exhaled. The two women now grasped my shoulders and lowered me to the matt. By the time my back had adjusted to the pad, Trish was straddling my face in a 69. Not one to pass on an opportunity, I began licking over the wet pussy moving over my face. I moaned in encouragement as Trish's tongue began working it's magic over my hot pussy, lapping up everything she could find. Cricket lay on the mat beside me, fondling my breasts and tugging at my nipples.. 

"Trish hasn't come yet," she advised "Can you give her what you gave Justine?"

I shook my head quickly without letting go of Trish's clit. 

"Oh my god," Trish yelped, "What are you doing to me?"

Cricket chuckled. "I'd be willing to bet you can make her come almost as hard as that, Samantha." 

Without thinking, I once again shook her head. 

"Sssssssshit!" Trish cried. "Oh my god, Samantha."

"She's getting close," Cricket observed. "I think I can help you." With that, she got up on her hands and knees to crawl around me, with her face in front of Trish's bobbing ass. Reaching over my upturned face, she plunged two fingers into Trish's open pussy, then, using one hand to spread Trish's cheeks, she plunged a finger into the puckered button that was flexing as the orgasm neared. 

"Oh fuck yes," Trish cried, thrusting her pussy into my face as her ass was being penetrated. A few seconds later, a second finger slipped into her ass and moved deep and fast. "Oh my god yes...oh fuck, I can't stand it. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

I yelped as my face was covered with hot cum as it sprayed over me. Lapping as fast as I could, I sought to drink it all but there was so much of it, I couldn't keep up. Suddenly, I was flipped onto my face as fingers plunged into my pussy and ass, pounding into me until I cried out as my orgasm took my breath away.

I lay there, gasping for air, my ass still exposed to the world, until Trish and Cricket rolled me over to begin licking my face, neck and chest clean of Trish's cum. 

Cricket looked down at me, and trying to look innocent, she asked, "Oh, did I forget to tell you that Trish gushes when she comes? The harder she comes, the more she gushes." Trish sat on the pad, laughing, while cum oozed from beneath her. Cricket tapped my arm, pointing over to where Dawn and Justine had a double headed dildo buried in their pussies, Justine's hand ramming it into Dawn's body, then deeper into hers. The sounds of lust coming from the two women made me long for more of Justine's long legs and the sweet pussy I'd battered not more than two hours before. They're cries got louder and louder until Dawn gasped and inhaled sharply, her body twisting away from the dildo while Justine continued fucking herself with the monster until she cried out and rolled to her side, pulling her knees to her chest to help handle the orgasmic torture she was going through. 

"Ladies," Cricket finally said, "it is now after eleven and even though I know you'd love to do this all night, let's save that for the love fest next month. You'll get a memo about it within the next couple of weeks. Try to make time for it because I've been working on something special for that meeting and you know how devious I can be. Let's get dressed and say our farewells." 

When I'd dressed, I found the women waiting for me at the front door. 

"Samantha, on behalf of all of us, I want to say that we've enjoyed our evening with you, and we really hope you'll decide to join our chapter."

"I have to," I replied, "I promised Justine a re-match."

"Not right now," Justine groaned. "I couldn't take it."

The women lined up to kiss and embrace me. "I want to sign the waiting list," Trish whispered as we embraced. 

When I woke up the next morning, I went in to shower and found my clit to still be so sensitive that I sat on the stool and masturbated myself to an orgasm. Even washing my private parts was enough to make me crave satisfaction. 

Calling the office, I told them that I would be in at noon as I had to take care of an urgent problem. Grasping the dildo in from my bedroom drawer, I laid down and slid it deep into my body, driving it in deeper and deeper, with Justine's body in my fantacy. 

As I dressed later, I addressed the image in the mirror. "You're turning into a real slut Sam," I said, smiling. "You know what? I love it." 



New Horizons Ch. 04



Chapter 4: Orientation Revisited

For the maximum enjoyment, read the first three parts. As always, there is more if you want it.

* For the first two days following the chapter meeting, I had to fight sleep all day long, then again as I checked my e-mails in the evening. By Wednesday night, I was nearly back to my old self, whoever that really was.. It was fortunate that my work load was light, giving me the opportunity to work on some projects that I'd been putting off; projects that required me to be physically active, thereby helping me to stay awake. I'd had few phone calls during the week and very few postings to my web sites that required replies. I'd wind up shutting the computer down early unless I scanned through one or two lesbian support groups pages. The only activity I'd engaged in was to watch a lesbian video Thursday night with my dildo there to help me over the top...twice.

Waking up Saturday, I decided to give the place a good house cleaning. Hearing a knock on my door just before noon, I wiped a hand across my sweat smeared brow and went to see who it was. One look and the postman just smiled. "Not much doubt about what you've been up to is there?" I grinned and grabbed at his pad to sign for the package he'd brought. He tipped his hat and laughed as he walked away.

Seeing no return address other than a mail handling office box number, I sat it on the coffee table and studied it for a few seconds. There was little doubt where it came from but I also knew that you just couldn't be too careful. Carefully slitting the tape that secured it shut, I slowly opened it. A box that was neatly wrapped in pink paper lay inside. When I lifted the box from the outside carton, a familiar fragrance floated over me. I smiled and unwrapped the box, then opened it to find a beautiful pale rose colored silk camisole with matching panties. After examining them for a few minutes, I stripped off my clothes to hold them against my nude body.

I almost cooed at the feel of the soft, sensuous material moving over my skin as I turned this way and that, admiring the way it flattered my body, moving seductively with my every move.. Looking in the full length mirror, I liked what I saw, and felt a tingling between my legs as I envisioned what pleasures they could bring. .

As I began to place the items back in the box, I noticed an envelope...a pink envelope. When I held it to my face, I inhaled it's fragrance and allowed some memories to filter through my mind. Carefully opening it, I lifted a single page of pink paper from it. "Hello, Samantha," it said. "Please wear this when you attend your next session." Turning it over in my hand, I sought some clue as to when and where the next session was to take place, but found nothing to provide any information.

I heard nothing further until Thursday, when I checked my email at work. I was surprised by a message from an unfamiliar sender, and started to delete it until I saw the subject line, which simply said "Session." I was sure I knew what it was, and just to make sure no one was going to walk in on me while I read it, I stood and quickly scanned the office. It bothered me to know that someone knew my private office email though. The message was simply a time, date and location on a pink page with the usual medallion at the top. I copied the message and deleted it immediately, then emptied my trash file. Unsure of my benefactors wishes, I decided to contact Melissa once again to clarify the situation. Melissa didn't answer the phone, but when I was directed to her voice mail, I requested that Melissa tell me whether I should wear anything other than the new items, or wear only a summer weight raincoat. 

When I got home, I had an email from Melissa advising me that a skirt and blouse would be acceptable if I wished. 

Arriving at the designated location nearly a half hour early, I sat in my car, studying the large warehouse building. Though there were windows on the second floor, they appeared to be covered or painted over. The ground floor was solid concrete with no windows at all, only a pair of doors which were covered with a blue fabric of some kind. At the time noted, I entered the building, walking through the front office and down a long hallway. Locating the door marked with the familiar medallion, I stepped in to find the rest of my chapter already there, standing together in a small office. Cricket stepped forward to wrap me in a warm embrace, kissing me tenderly. "I'm glad you could come, Samantha.

Dawn, Trish and Justine stepped forward to embrace me as well, kissing me softly.

"This will be your second session as a spectator," Cricket explained. "As I told you I would I counted your chapter session as a spectator session. Watch the session closely if you can and for as long as you can. However, as the session progresses, you may find yourself to be extremely aroused by activities in front of you. If that happens, you are free to satisfy yourself if you feel the need, or you may approach other nearby members whether they be members of your chapter or not, for sexual activities as long as the other member is willing. If you are approached, it is entirely your choice as to whether you participate or not."

"Does this apply to any other member," I asked "or only the ones I know."

"You don't have to accept any advances from anyone, Samantha, but that's up to you." she replied.. "Some of my best experiences have been with women I'd never met. It's your choice." 

When they felt I was ready, we left the room to enter a large area. Looking much like an area, long, thickly padded benches or couches sat widely spaced in a half circle on three levels, overlooking the now familiar orientation site. Though I didn't see the padded table where I lost my anal virginity, the rest of it was familiar, being a circular area featuring a large couch and bed. . Between the spectators and the orientation area was a glass wall which prevented the sounds of the spectator area from infiltrating the orientation area. Already in place, dozens of other women gathered in small groups, which I assumed to be other chapters. All the women I saw were dressed in casual clothing, similar to mine. Some had already taken their seats while others were mingling with their own groups or others. 

The women were engaged in light conversation, pausing to greet the members of our chapter in the usual manner as we moved through them to reach an open spot in the circle, where six sofas sat empty. Trish and Cricket moved to the second level, while Dawn, Justine and I elected to stay on the lower level for reasons I wasn't sure of at the time. The women of chapter eight moved to greet us. It may have been my imagination, but their kisses seemed a bit more passionate than the normal welcoming kiss.

Chatting with each other, we failed to notice a young woman wearing a creamy white robe, who approached us, extending her hand to me. I took her hand in mine, being pulled into what I now knew to be the customary embrace and light kiss. 

"Hi, you must be Samantha."

"I guess I'm guilty," I replied, still holding her hand in mine. 

She laughed but left our hands together. "My name is Beth. I'm the coordinator for the host chapter today. I just wanted to take a minute to meet you and invite you to just relax, and enjoy the experience." We kissed each other once more as she turned to welcome the other members of our chapter, kissing each of them in turn, and exchanging embraces. 

"Our guest of honor appears to be ready," she announced, as she moved away..

Dawn pressed a finger to her lips as she offered me a seat. As I sat down, Justine slipped in next to me. The room fell silent as two women walked a blindfolded woman in from a nearby office. As I'd been advised, all members of the host chapter were completely nude. I felt a shiver move up my spine, remembering my own orientation not all that long ago. The guest wore a long skirt and a sweater that appeared to be cashmere over dark colored heels.. The two women left the guest of honor near the couch as Beth stood near her. 

"Welcome Tammi. Are you ready for your orientation session?" The young woman nodded, but I couldn't help but notice the way she was twisting her fingers together in a serious case of nerves "Do you remember your safety word?" The woman nodded without speaking. Beth motioned for the host group to step forward. There wasn't a sound as the women moved closer. Justine rested her hand on my thigh and squeezed tenderly as three of the women began caressing the woman called Tammi. One by one, the members of the group approached the girl to kiss her and fondle parts of her body. With each kiss and each caress, my body grew warmer. . 

The group backed away for a few seconds and I recalled how incredibly long those seconds seemed when you were in that situation. One thing that I noticed that this chapter did differently than my hosts had done, was that from somewhere I hadn't noticed, a squeeze bottle had appeared, of oil or lotion, and the group passed it form member to member, each member liberally applying it to their hands, and working it in.

Once again, the group moved forward to stand near the girl. Three of the women began to fondle her stomach, ass and legs as another woman moved to unbutton the girl's blouse. 

As her blouse was removed, her breasts came into view. Not more than a B cup, they nonetheless were beautifully firm with dark, rigid nipples. Hearing a soft moan, I glanced around the room, noting the fact that some of the other spectators now had their hands under their skirts or working over their breasts. Some had already begun removing another's clothing. Still, the room remained eerily quiet.. 

Looking back to the orientation, I watched as the girl's skirt was removed, leaving her to stand in yellow thong panties. Once again, the group began getting intimate with the girl, stroking, touching and kissing over her body, who was almost constantly near orgasm. 

Glancing over at Dawn, I saw that she had not removed her blouse. I smiled, remembering how tasty her breasts were and how good they felt in my hands and mouth. As the blouse slipped to the floor, she returned to fondling her breasts and nipples as she watched the scenario unfold below us. Her right hand began moving up my leg and under my skirt. I spread my legs to give her access but her focus was on the action and on her own breasts. 

As I watched, Tammi was led to the bed and her panties stripped away along with her heels. I remembered well the feeling of helplessness that swept over me as my hands and feet were secured and knew she was feeling it now. As the tender caresses began anew over her body, two of the women began ministering to her breasts, while another woman moved between her legs to begin stroking over her labia, opening her up to further exploitation. 

Without even realizing it, I had my fingers under my skirt, stroking over my the soft surface of my panties as the scene before me grew more and more erotic and I grew progressively more needy. Justine picked up the slack by moving her fingers under my skirt, lifting it to brush over the soft fabric of my panties. When Dawn stood, I unhooked her skirt, dropping it to the floor to be kicked aside. She turned to me and I knew what she wanted. I began fondling her mons and stroking over her panties as she tortured her breasts. Justine got up and pulled me to my feet again to begin kissing me as she fondled my breasts with those long fingers of hers. I pulled away from her long enough to strip Dawn's panties away, then bent to hold them as she stepped out of them and kicked them aside

Justine meanwhile, had worked her way past me to take Dawn into her arms and start kissing her as she mauled Dawn's breasts. Feeling neglected, I sat back down to watch the action unfold before me. 

Tammi's pussy was being licked and fingered while she fingered the two who had been working on her breasts. The louder they moaned, the more I needed to come. I looked up at Dawn and Justine but they were too much into each other at that point to be of any help to me. So I did what any woman would do under those circumstances, I slipped my fingers under my panties and started on my clit.

My panties were soaked through by now and I wanted release to come soon. When Tammi lost control of her body, One of the women rammed her fingers home, hammering into her so fast I could hardly see her fingers..

No matter how hard I beat into my pussy, I couldn't quite get over the top so I took my fingers out of my panty leg and jammed them in from the top but a small hand stopped me. The woman who had been caressing me smiled up at me, but held tight to my hand, preventing me from bringing myself off. I surrendered to her, hoping she would take care of the situation, but she held my hand as I looked back at the action. One woman had slipped her fingers into Tammi's pussy while a second held her labia spread wide. Two other women had the poor girl's breasts in their lips and teeth, forcing cries from Tammi's dry throat as she begged for release.

I jerked my eyes from the scene to look down on the girl kneeling in front of me as her fingers slipped into my panties. I slid forward and raised my hips to let her slip them from me and over my legs. She held them as I pulled my feet from them, then she threw them somewhere. I urged her to hurry as my attention was drawn back to Tammi's orientation, hoping that now that she had my panties, she'd take my pussy next. When Tammi's orgasm hit, it was a hard one, forcing a loud cry as she thrust her hips wildly into the woman who had her tongue in her slit. 

As Tammi began to calm, one of the women who had been working on her breasts, rose to climb onto the bed. Lifting her leg over the girl's face, she eased down onto her. It didn't take a second for Tammi to react to the fragrance of a wet pussy in front of her face. When the woman slipped a pillow under Tammi's head, she began licking over the woman's slit. I watched as Tammi thrust her hips into an invisible lover while she gobbled the woman's pussy. I knew what Tammi was going through because we both needed the same thing. We needed to be either fucked or eaten. and we needed to come in a hurry. 

I groaned in happiness as I felt the young woman in front of me move between my legs and begin tonguing over my thighs, sucking that tender flesh at the tops into her mouth to nip at them, then suck the pain away. A fingertip slipped through my slit, followed by another which allowed her to spread me open to the tip of her powerful tongue and my body reacted in appreciation.. Spreading me wide, she rammed her tongue into my depths. I humped into her face as her fingers moved over my pink lips, holding them wide. Hearing a gasp and a cry of finality from Dawn, I gazed over to watch as her orgasm rocketed through her.

Just the sound of her orgasm was enough to move me closer to the precipice and as the girl sucked my clit into her mouth and nipped at it, I followed Dawn's example and tumbled over the edge. Rather than let up on me, the girl then turned me on the sofa to crawl between my legs, which I wrapped over her back I noticed that Dawn had done the same but now her ass was in the air and Justine's head was under her as they attacked each other's pussy.

The young woman pushed her fingers into me and began fucking me slowly at first, picking up speed and becoming more forceful. My fingers were dug into the cushions as another orgasm got closer. She stopped for a few seconds to move and I felt her thumb move into my ass before the fingers were pushed back into me. Using my ass as a fulcrum, she pounded into me until I lost control and let the orgasm take me away from reality. 

Once I was able to focus again, I glanced over to see Justine's fingers were digging into Dawn's ass cheeks, pulling Dawn into her face as they both began approaching the point of no return. I know how hard Dawn can come but when I reached my hand up to push a finger tip in her ass, she exploded, whipping her ass around as Justine fought to stay with her. 

Even as I began to calm, the young woman began licking away my juices while her fingers remained in my body. My clit was so sensitive that I immediately moved into another orgasm. I hated to do it, but I finally had to push her away. She moved up over me to share my juices as she kissed me repeatedly and left without me getting a taste of her.

Below us, Tammi was doing her best to keep up with the ample flow of juices from the older woman's pussy, sucking them into her mouth and swallowing them. The woman rocked back and forth over Tammi's mouth, her eyes closed. I could almost feel Tammi's oncoming orgasm as Tammi thrust her hips into a woman's face while others sucked on her nipples.

I took a second or two to look around the room, taking note of the state of undress among other members, and hearing the soft moans of pleasure coming from them. When I looked back at Trish and Cricket, Cricket was lying atop Trish with her knee between Trish's legs. Trish had her leg wrapped through Cricket's as the humped into each other's leg. The sweat that poured from them was testimony to the level of passion they were getting from each other.

When I turned back to the scene in front of us, Tammi had been moved to the table I remembered so well, her legs hanging down and lubricant was being poured over her ass. The woman with the strap on moved forward, spreading lubricant from a small bottle over the girls anus and pussy. Lubricating her fingers, she then pressed one into the tight hole, moving it around in circles, then adding a second, which brought an expression of distress from the young woman. Tammi's hand went up in a sign to stop and the women waited the use of her safety word, but after taking a few seconds to breathe, she nodded as the fingers plunged deep into her rectum and began moving in and out. I tensed subconsciously, knowing what was coming next.

The head of the plastic cock was placed against the tight opening and pressed into her until it slipped in as she cried out, gripping the sides of the bed tightly. I watched as the cock was slowly worked deeper and deeper into the girls body until it a final thrust buried it inside. The woman who wore the strap on, grasped the girls legs and began working it in and out, moving a little faster with each stroke until she could tell that Tammi was near. With a series of three hard strokes, the cock was buried deep into her bowels as she cried out and her body tensed, then began forcing her muscles into a series of hard spasms until she cried out and collapsed back on the bed. 

To the rear of our room, a young woman sat, fully dressed, all by herself. Her back was to us so I walked over to her and extended my hand. 

"Hi, I'm Samantha. You look so terribly lonesome up her all by yourself." The young woman took my hand and smiled. "Are you enjoying yourself,?" I asked. The young woman merely nodded without taking her eyes off my face. "What is your name?" I asked, trailing my fingers over her soft cheeks.. She moved over on the couch and invited me to join her. 

"Allyssa," she said, so softly that I barely heard her. She looked awfully young to be here, not over nineteen at the most. She wore a simple, pale blue blouse over a white skirt, nude nylons and blue heels. A simple, yet elegant string of pearls graced her slim neck, dipping down to just graze the top of her blouse.

Since most of the other women were too involved in their own activities to even notice the young woman, I took it upon myself to at the very least, make her feel welcome, but then something came over me. Maybe it was her long, auburn hair, or her gray-green eyes. Perhaps it was the soft inviting lips or the curve of young breasts under her blouse. I don't know. It really wasn't a conscious action when I picked up her hand. She seemed to hold back, but then she relaxed as my lips brushed over her palm. 




New Horizons Ch. 04



Jim and I had just shared an out of our minds 69 and were recovering when he had said he wanted me to fuck his ass.

This was music to my ears. I have fucked a lot of women in the ass and while some were much better than others one thing that always separated a "favor" ass fucking was the woman asking for it, and even better enjoying it. Some did it as a favor for eating or fucking them so good but it wasn't their idea. 

In our correspondences we had discussed everything we could imagine to do to, for and with each other.

We talked about kissing and both were quite unsure, but we were doing that with no discomfort. We were actually doing it right then. 

We are on our sides kissing passionately while feeling and stroking each others cocks. I was really getting into sucking his tongue while stroking his hardening cock. Being larger than me it was a new and exciting experience. I could feel him spreading his legs and pushing his cock towards me.

In our letters Jim had spoke of his reluctance to explore anything anal and I told him how hot it was for me. I always like to drift down to a woman's anus after making her cum once or more by eating her. There is something so forbidden, nasty but intimate about having my tongue in someone's ass hole while watching the expression on their face. To have them orgasm like Jim had done was so rewarding knowing I just shared something with another person for their first time. To complete the act by them asking for my cock in their ass is just perfect.

I have caressed Jim's ass with my finger tips and eaten him to orgasm and was so happy when he could put all his inhibitions away and ask for me to fuck him.

"Say it, say it again. Tell me what you want me to do with you. I almost came just hearing it." Was all I could say.

Pushing my crotch to his, our cocks now overlapping onto each others, I began a fucking motion between us.

Jim looked at me and said " Please fuck me, you have opened my ass to such new pleasures, complete me and fuck me."

I kissed him hotly forcing my tongue into his mouth and tried to eat him up. He sucks my tongue like he just sucked my cock.

I roll him over onto his stomach and start to caress his ass with both hands, spreading him open for my inspection. Putting my knees between his legs I spread him open. He spreads his legs even wider showing me how much he wants this.

I see him flexing his anus, it opens and closes invitingly. It is a darker color than his cheeks and almost the same as his ball sack which is pulled up tight to him. There are a few hairs around his anus and a fine line runs up between his cheeks. I think maybe he will let me shave this. I would let him do it for me. His cock is hard and points almost straight down and is bobbing up and down.

I have always loved this view, someone bent over spreading their ass cheeks open for me to see their ass hole. But this time there is a ball sack and hard cock under it not an open pussy.

I move forward kissing him right on the ass hole. I think he is so ready we don't need the usual preliminaries. I have just eaten him haven't I?

As I am spreading his cheeks and eating his ass, he moans and squirms.

Wetting my index finger I touch it to his anus and feel him flinch but almost immediately he opens himself up to my touch.

I am caressing him with a purpose but wait for him to set the pace. I tell him this. I say " Jim we will go at your speed, so relax. Hand me that Astroglide in the nightstand." 

Jim gives me the lube and watches as I run a thick line down the length of my cock. I tell him: "don't worry this is for you.' as I show him my hand and it is covered with lube. 

As I am spreading the lube all over my cock and stroking it I tell him: "Spread your ass open for me. Show me where you want my cock."

He does just that and there is his ass hole opening and closing, begging for my attention.

I run my wet fingers between his cheeks and let each dip slightly into his opening. With each pass I dip farther into his anus. Getting past the first ring is easy but I feel his inner ring tight and tell him to relax this will be like nothing he has ever experienced before.

I feel the first joint of my index finger in his ass, held by his ass hole but stopped by his inner ring. He relaxes and he pushes back and before I realize it I am into him up to the middle of my finger. He moans louder and deeper than before. 

I know what he is feeling, having had a few fingers and some toys in my ass. But this is all new to both of us and I really want it to be perfect so don't move until I feel him relax some more allowing most of my finger in him.

I squirt some more lube on my finger as I pull it almost out of him. He says not to stop but I let him know what I am doing.

I can now finger fuck his ass and we are both getting into it. His anus holds me so tightly but yet he is opening to my touch. 

I ask; " Are you ready for more?' He sighs: "Oh yea give me another."

I put a different finger in him insuring that it is wet enough for him. Removing this finger I put the two together and run some more lube over them. I see one of our towels on the bed and ask him to put it under himself hoping to collect some of this mess. I have found that the best anal sex is always pretty messy but so worth it.

I now touch both fingers to his ass hole and with little effort can push both slowly into him. 

He moans; " This is unbelievable, I didn't imagine it would be so good."

I ask him if he is ready for another finger as I am now fucking him comfortably with the two.

He says; " No lets go for your cock, I want to feel your cock in me.'

Once more I cover my cock with lube and run two fingers into him. 

My hand is so wet I have to wipe some of the lube onto the towel.

I place the head of my cock on his anus and as soon as he feels it pushes back and my crown pops right in. 

I tell him: "At your speed bud, we go at your speed." He surprises me when he pushes right back and I feel my cock head pop into him but not stopping there he takes about half of my cock.

I think if I am not careful I will cum right now I tell him so" Hold still for a moment bud or I will cum right now."

Jim tells me: "No give me all your cock now. It feels so good I want all of your hot cock."

Ah, I think, another slut just like me!

So not sure how long I will last I push a little harder and am surprised to find myself balls to balls with him. If I didn't know better I would think I was not his first.

But now with an ass full of cock he says: " Maybe wait a second now, you went farther than I expected!" 

Holding there is good for both of us, my orgasm is stalled and he is relaxing.

Before long Jim is making a fucking movement, so I respond by holding onto his hips and trying to fuck him carefully but positively. With time we build up a good rhythm. 

I spread my legs so that his ass cheeks rub my inner thighs which I love. I feel my balls hanging loosely and my anus opening and closing with our fucking. I wonder what it would be like to have a tongue in my ass now.

Jim says; " Fuck me faster and harder, I think I can take it. I want to take it"

I turn him around so he is kneeling on the end of the bed and I am standing on the floor behind him. I lean forward covering his back with my chest. I run my hands up and down his arms trying to have as much man skin on man skin as possible. He runs his legs between mine increasing the contact even more. 

I am whispering in his ear: "God you are the best fuck ever. Your ass to so tight, so hot I can't believe it. I can't believe how wonderful this is. I can't hold out much longer, I am going to cum. I need to cum"

Jim looks over his shoulder and tells me: "Go ahead, cum, do it, do it, fill me with your hot cum from that beautiful cock. Shoot your cum into my virgin ass hole and make me yours."

I try to reach his mouth with mine to kiss him but all we can do is touch tongues. He runs his around mine covering it with his spit and I cum.

It is like I have never cum before. I fuck him faster and faster feeling my juice shoot out my cock. I feel like I am in his chest I am so far into him. After a few ball clenching shots my cock is so sensitive that I have to hold and let the rest of it just shoot into Jim.

I pull my chest back and run my hands down his back. All but forgotten I reach around and find his cock hard as granite. 

I tell him: " I want to make you cum too. Fuck my mouth, cum in my mouth."

I slide off of him to sit on the floor with my back to the bed and pull him so he is standing in front of me. His cock head is almost purple it is so hard and the foreskin I love so much is pulled all the way back onto the shaft. 

I run my hands between his thighs to his ass and pull him to my mouth.

"Fuck my mouth, fill it with your hot cum. Make me your cocksucker, again."

As I push two fingers into his ass hole to caress his prostate, I feel my cum run out and down my hand and arm.

He has my head in his hands and runs as much of his cock into me as he can. Knowing I can not take it all he stops about half way and starts fucking my face. 

Always the slut I wonder how great it would be to have this happen at the same time that I was fucking him, or another guy.

Jim starts to cum now and I am just a receptacle for his cum. He fucks me faster and faster until he screams: "Oh God, this is so good, suck my cock, suck the cum right out of my balls. Oh you glorious cock sucker."

As he finishes I still suck his cock feeling it soften in my mouth. The softer it gets the more of it I can suck into my mouth. 

Finally he is soft enough that I can hold all of him in my mouth.

As his magnificent cock slips from my mouth I tell him: "Someday I hope to be able to suck all of that fine cock hard."

Jim says that he looks forward to it himself and all of the practice it will take.

Do to the great feed back messages I have received I will continue the New Horizons.

An old friend "cums" to town in Part 5.



New Horizons Ch. 04



"Are you here alone?" I asked, lifting the other hand to my lips. 

She shook her head. "My friend needed a ride so they let me sit up here but I"m not a member so I'm not supposed to watch. You can't hear anything up here either."

I turned back toward where Tammi still lay and from where I sat, the view was not as bad as I'd think it would be because there was nothing to obstruct your view. 

The woman with the strap on, detached the cock, leaving it buried in Tammi's ass. The women then moved away and I knew exactly what Tammi was thinking. She had to be exhausted, but with the dildo still in her ass and her feet and hands restrained, she had to be wondering what else they could do to her.

Turning back to the girl, I went on to kiss each finger, putting it in my mouth, sucking on it softly, laving my tongue over her palm after each finger. 

"Has anyone asked you what you wanted? " I asked. Her eyes gazed into mine very intently. "No," she replied. 

I noticed a change in the girl's breathing, as it became heavier and somewhat erratic. 

I was pretty sure that the young woman had never been seduced in this manner. She seemed confused, but didn't appear to feel threatened by me. When her fingers were slick and wet, I spread my legs apart. She watched me intently as I licked her hand, moving it over toward my body. With my eyes gazing into hers, I slowly moved them between my legs. I know she had to feel my heat and for a second or two, I felt some hesitation, but when I smiled at her, and slid them over my moist slit, she didn't resist. 

As I continued moving them over me, I separated her index finger to move it into my moistness. She squirmed on her chair and I began to smell the fragrance coming from her, knowing that her panties were becoming wet. Moving the finger into my pussy, I pushed it in as far as I could get it before moving it in and out, coating it with the juices of my arousal and two hours of orgasms. Still looking into her eyes, I withdrew her finger, raising it to show her the wetness that was there, then placing it against her lips. She hesitated until the scent of my sex became so intoxicating that she opened her lips to let me push them into her mouth, wiping it over her tongue. She surrendered to my actions and began to suck on her fingers, cleaning them of every drop.I knew that I would meet less resistance now and I was confident that I at least had her considering the thought of experiencing lesbian sex. 

"Would you like to go down there to get a closer look at Tammi?"

"I think so," she replied, "but I'm not supposed to."

Not knowing if I was violating any rules, I took her hand in mine.

"Listen to me, Allyssa. I may get in trouble for this, but I don't think so. It's silly for you to be up here all alone. Lets go over there where we can watch without as much chance of being seen." With her head down, I led her toward the stairs, feeling her quiver under my touch. She allowed me to slowly lead her to the couches that were away from the others, but in ear shot of all the action. 

Pulling her to one of the couches, I sat next to her to watch Tammi's orientation. When she saw the dildo sticking out of Tammi's ass, she sucked in a big breath. "Oh my god. Doesn't that hurt?"

"Not really," I replied, as my hand moved up her arm. "There's a little stab of pain when it first goes in but it doesn't last and it starts feeling good in just a few minutes. Is your friend part of the host group that's running the orientation?"

She nodded but didn't offer to identify her friend. "That's why you aren't down there with her," I explained. You have to be a full member to take part and you have to be completely nude during the whole thing. You also have to have sex with the new girl."

"Oh," she mumbled.

My hand was now on her breast, gently stroking over her blouse to arouse her nipple. She made no attempt to push me away so I went on to the other one as well. She'd leaned back into the couch when she suddenly sat up. Her eyes were focused on Tammi and I looked down to see a long, slender vibrator being pushed into Tammi's battered pussy while the dildo remained in place. I'd often wondered about how that would feel but hadn't made any effort to find out.

Placing my hand on Allyssa's knee, I slowly moved it upward, slipping under her skirt to move toward her stomach. Not wanting to do anything to cause panic or a change of mind. 

"Does it bother you to sit here with me while I'm naked?" I asked, my hand finding her panties to move up over her stomach. 

"Mmm no, not really?" she replied, scooting her body forward. 

"Does what I'm doing bother you?"

She shook her head, watching intently as one spectator began moving her head under another while her hand moved over and into her ass. 

I took a chance and moved my hand over her mons. She tensed, but didn't make me stop so I caressed her there without going any lower until I had her moaning softly. I twisted around in my seat and moved my lips close, waiting for denial but it never came so I kissed her tenderly several times until she began returning my kisses. Her eyes closed as she allowed my tongue to slip through her lips and move into her throat, caressing her tongue and throat. Her moans became louder when I pinched a nipple through her blouse and bra as I kissed her more passionately. With a sharp gasp as I did it again, she grabbed my head and forced my lips into hers. She was mine. 

"Allyssa, would you stand up for me?" I asked and she didn't hesitate for a second. I removed her blouse slowly so she wouldn't panic and it was my turn to moan when removed her bra and her breasts came into view. They were perfectly shaped mounds with rock hard nipples that stood high, standing out like bullets. When I felt one, it was remarkably firm, yet soft to my touch. 

"Oh my god, Allyssa, your breasts are absolutely amazing." I had to taste one, sliding my tongue over it and under it before moving around the nipple. Her eyes were darkening and becoming almost shiny as her arousal took over her body. I wanted her so badly I didn't care if she was naked or not but I controlled my urges at least for the time being. I knelt on the couch to take a nipple into my mouth, rolling it around between my lips, then sucking it into my mouth. Her hands were on my shoulders as she watched what I was doing to her breasts. 

When I tenderly nipped at her nipple, she grabbed my head and rammed it into her breast. 

"Oh Samantha, please," she begged, "do that again."

I alternated between her breasts, sucking, nibbling, nipping at them as I kneaded and molded her swollen globes in my hands. My pussy tingled and my juices slipped from my pussy and onto my leg, still wet with my cum. 

Slipping her skirt off, I left her panties as I began moving lower on her body. When my fingers moved over her slit, she tensed and groaned. Pushing the soft fabric into her slit, I moved it up and down over her clit as she began to show signs of her first orgasm. Turning her around, I slipped her panties off and as she bent to remove them, my fingers slid into the beautiful crease and across her anus. She shot up straight, but then she relaxed and allowed me to explore her there. Her ass was rock hard and stunning. Pulling her hips to me, I began kissing and licking over her cheeks and into the crease. When my finger passed over her anus, she moved away a bit but came right back and the next time I did it, she showed no negative reaction. 

"Allysa you are so beautiful," I said as I turned her to face me. "So beautiful." I began kissing her stomach and slowly moved down until I could smell her arousal and it just made me need her taste on my tongue. "Would you lie down for me?" I asked. She moved over to the couch and lay down, her knees flexed, her pussy still concealed from my view.. Getting down to kneel at her feet, I smiled at her as I gently moved her feet apart. Her pussy was so young and fresh and pink I almost felt guilty to want it so badly. Running a finger up and down over her slit, I began to open her up bit by bit. She had trouble remaining still as her pussy got wetter and wetter. Sucking on one of my fingers, I slipped it through the outer lips and hesitated a few seconds before I moved it into her. 

"My god you are tight," I observed. "Are you a virgin?"

"Not technically. I did it with a dildo a while back." she replied. What an honor it would have been to take her virginity. 

Placing my mouth over her, I moved my tongue into her, tasting her for the first time. Spreading her open with my fingers, I began sliding it deeper into her, moving it around inside of her as she twisted under me. Sucking her clit from it's hood, I sucked on it over and over until I irritated it enough to fill it with blood. Once it stood out, my tongue began laving over it as she began thrusting into my face. Flicking at it with the tip of my tongue, I slid my finger into her and turned my hand flexing my finger into her flesh as I pulled it out, then pushed it back in to repeat the process. 

I could tell she was close but I kept thrusting into her and sucking on her clit.. Her leg muscles began to twitch and I saw her stomach muscles begin to ripple as she began crying out for more. Ramming my finger deep, I pulled it out and added a second, plunging back into her faster and faster until she screamed so loud she frightened me, flooding my face with her juices. I lapped every drop up, the cleaned her with my tongue as she thrust into me. 

I heard some noise and suddenly became aware that we were the center of attention for a large group of women, one of them being Cricket. 

Fearing that if she knew, she'd panic, I twisted my body under her and moved into a sixty-nine. She propped her body up with her hands at first, as I buried my face in her wet pussy and began licking it, laving my tongue slowly over her clit. Then she kissed my pussy, caressed over it with her finger tips, then I felt her tongue moving over me and I spread my legs, placing my right leg up on the back of the couch to let her have full access to my pussy and ass. We went after each other, kiss for kiss, lick for lick and nip for nip. My pussy throbbed with need and she was getting to me. When I slipped a finger into her ass, she did likewise, twisting it inside of me as I moaned and groaned. When I nipped at her clit, she did the same as we began humping into each other's faces. The sounds of her oncoming orgasm fired me up and we went faster and faster, moaning into each other's pussy until within seconds, we both came noisily. We never let up until we'd had a second orgasm with our fingers buried in each other's ass. As we calmed, she moved off of me and allowed me to sit up. It was only then that she became aware of the women that had been watching us, some of them joining us in orgasm. 

"Oh my god," she screamed, trying to cover herself. "She's going to kill me."

I smiled and pulled her into my arms to shield her from the observers. "Tell her I raped you, Allyssa. Besides, did you notice that almost all of them are naked and most of them have been making love along with us?"

I retrieved her clothes and covered her with my body while she pulled on her skirt and blouse, then I followed her up the stairs to kiss her and hold her as she shook. "I've got to go," she said, starting to leave, but then she turned and almost knocked me down as she kissed me repeatedly. With a final thrust into my throat, she pulled away and ran for the door while I held her panties and bra, thinking that I might be holding my invitation to a repeat performance. 

Turning back to see what was happening, several women quickly turned away. Tammi was just being helped from the table to stand on wobbly legs. I wondered if she knew how many orgasms she contributed to, 

As they walked her to the little office to recover, I found Beth and went to her. 

"You almost stole our show," she said, her eyes sparkling.

"I didn't intend to but I suppose I'm still going to be in trouble. I just hope that Allysa doesn't get into trouble because of me."

She smiled and shook her head. "I wouldn't worry about either of you being in trouble," she said, as she kissed me. Holding me tight, she stared into my eyes and smiled. "I have a feeling you and I are going to be seeing a lot of each other." 

I smiled and kissed her. "Are you waiting for me to object?" I asked, as I walked away to find my clothes and explain to my chapter what had happened. I looked up to see them smiling down at me, holding my clothes in their hands. 

"Woman, you just never cease to be amazing," Cricket said, handing me my clothes. 

"Sometimes I wonder what comes over me," I replied. 

"Who was the girl," Justine asked. 

"Jealous?" I asked her. As I started to button my shirt, I realized that I still held Allyssa's panties and bra balled up in my hand. I smiled and sniffed the crotch of her panties. 

Trish and Dawn laughed at me and persisted in wanting her name.

"I don't know her," I reported, "but her name is Allyssa and she tastes almost as good as Justine."

I wrapped her panties up with mine as we left the room. Sitting in my car later, I inhaled her fragrance and making sure no one was looking, I sucked them into my mouth and chewed on them as I pulled out of the parking lot.



New Horizons Ch. 05



In the days that followed Tammi's orientation session, I'd had a lot of time to mull over my actions and the changes that had taken place in me. In less than six weeks, I had taken part in four intensive sexual encounters. I began to wonder if I were becoming obsessed with sex, or just trying to find my way or what? I was less than two weeks away from the scheduled chapter meeting and had to decide if I was up to it or not, considering the unfinished business with Justine and the thinly veiled threats from Cricket and Trish. The other thing that continued to bother me was the existence of the bondage equipment in the meeting room. Though I had been promised that nothing would be done against my wishes, I now knew that my resistance to anything sexual had failed to materialize so far.

One thing I had learned was that in spite of the intensity of the events, and the extreme high that they gave me, something was still lacking. Certainly not lust or desire. There was enough of that for an army. My libido had gone out of sight on the seismic scale, so that wasn't it. No, I decided, the missing ingredient was the emotional bond two women share after just a few nights together. 

It didn't have to be love, or anything close to it, it could just be admiration or that special feeling you get from someone you've shared your bed with on several occasions. Someone that knew what lit you up or turned you off. Someone that knew where your special trigger sites were intimately, and knew when to be soft and slow, and when to drive into you with jackhammer speed, or just how much pressure to apply to your nipples and your clit with fingers or teeth, without causing enough pain as to kill the mood and ruin the evening. That was the elusive ingredient that I would continue to seek. 

When I got the reminder of the chapter meeting, I put it aside, still undecided, and I suppose, somewhat frightened, though I didn't want to admit that even to myself. 

With only a week before the meeting, I still mulled the decision over and over again. I'd almost decided against it, when I received a deciding phone call from Justine. I don't know where she called me from, but I could hear Cricket's bright voice in the background, speaking to someone else on another phone, giggling cheerfully. 

"Samantha, we haven't received your confirmation. Is something wrong?" 

I hesitated, fearing that I might say the wrong thing. "I'm just having a hard time deciding on what to do," I honestly replied. "I mean things are coming so close together and I don't want to burn out if you know what I mean." 

"Did I say anything to make you worry?" she asked. I chuckled and admitted that giving her a chance to get even was somewhat intimidating. 

She laughed. "I promise to take it easy on you, at least at first," she replied. "Come on honey, it just won't be the same without you."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course...anything." she replied.

"I'm going to sound like a woos, I'm sure, but I'm not comfortable enough yet with the whole situation to handle the kind of bondage your room indicated. Why wasn't that shown in the guide? It doesn't show bondage at all in your mission statement."

"Aha," she replied. "Now I know what's really bothering you. The previous owner used to use it a lot before Cricket bought the house.. She was going to take it out entirely but we asked her to leave it, just in case one or two of us wanted something different, but we don't get into the heavy stuff and we absolutely do not do discipline. Spanking is about as aggressive as any of us get. You don't have to allow anything at all though. The rule is that if a member objects to anything, it must stop immediately and that rule comes right from the top. Now are you coming, or not?"

"Oh damn, I suppose. I probably would have anyway. I might have to skip the next orientation but we'll see. I'll see you there."

The next afternoon, I left for lunch a bit early to pick up a replacement blouse for her. She wasn't kidding about the value of the item. Even after cajoling the manager of the store into an extra discount when I told her why I had to buy it, I felt like I'd just bought a piece of furniture. The total was over two-hundred fifty dollars and they didn't have it in the same color. When I described her to the manager, she smiled and said she remembered ordering the blouse for Justine, recommending instead, a shimmering shade of green that she said Justine almost bought instead of the red. 

Reminding myself of the Justine revenge factor, I made one more decision. Whatever I decided to wear had to be seductive, but not too revealing, and it had to be something she could tear to pieces getting if off of me. 

When I got there, Cricket was waiting for me at the door. After the customary embrace and kiss, she pulled me over to sit in one of the wing back chairs in the foyer, motioning for me to be seated in the other.

"Samantha, Justine spoke to me of your concerns about the bondage apparatus. Believe me when I tell you that nothing is done here to cause intense pain or a feeling of confinement unless you are the one that requests it and even then, I reserve the right to bring it to a halt. I was going to have it stripped out completely but the other women argued against it. I don't want to lose you as a member, Samantha but you'll understand, I'm sure, that all of you have a voice in what we do so I left most of it there. I hope you won't leave us over its presence, but I'll recommend another chapter to you if you do."

I sat there for a few minutes, thinking of my reply. "Cricket, I...I don't know what to say. I don't want to leave the group. Everyone has been so wonderful and sweet. I got to thinking the other night that some women would have been offended by what I did to Justine. It frightened me when I lost control like that. We all have different wants and needs and what may be pleasant to some would be terrifying to others. All I can tell you at this point is that being restrained is one thing. Being confined and controlled is something altogether different. I know that I could never stand to be controlled or dominated. 

I will never allow anyone, man or woman to whip me or beat me in the name of sex or any other reason. I believe I could tolerate a reasonable amount of pain but at this time, I don't know what reasonable is and I won't be pushed to see what my limits are without an absolute guarantee that whoever is causing the pain has the ability to stop if requested. I lost control and if another person lost control while deliberately inflicting pain on me, I'd leave not only the chapter but the whole group."

"I understand, Samantha," she replied, "but what you did to Justine wasn't cruel, or vicious. Quite frankly, it was incredibly erotic to the others and other than her ego, she wasn't actually hurt. She talked about those orgasms for days afterwards. If we thought you were a threat to us, you'd be asked to transfer and that goes for everyone here. You always have the right to end whatever is being done to you, just as do we all. It's a hard and fast rule here and with the management team. Even the groups that reflect an interest in BDSM are bound by that rule and they are strictly monitored at every meeting and every session. Think about it, Samantha. If just one woman were to file a complaint, the whole world would learn about our mission and the group would be forced to disband. It's not going to happen."

I stood and offered my hand to her, lifting her to her feet, then embracing her warmly. For several seconds, we just enjoyed the warmth of each other's bodies but then we turned to head for the main room. 

"Oh, wait a minute," I said. "I need you to do something for me." I handed her the package containing Justine's blouse and some clothes I could wear home, just in case.. "Would you put this somewhere until after the meeting? I'll need it right after but I don't want anyone to see it yet.

For a second, she seemed puzzled, but then her face and eyes lit up and she nodded, taking the package, putting it into a small cabinet for me. With a smile, she took my hand again and led me into the main room.

The others were already there, and I could see the concern on their faces, but they relaxed when they saw our smiles. 

"I'll try to keep myself under control this time, " I promised.

"Do you really think I'd let that happen again?" Justine asked, smiling down on my face. "Not likely. I don't believe in revenge honey, but I do believe in challenges." "Speaking of challenges," I replied, "I believe you made one to me at the last meeting."

"Oh, and you think you're woman enough to handle me again?"

The other women had surrounded us, smiling at our jabs at one another. "Is this your support team?" I asked. 

"No, honey, and I don't need one. They're going to go play threesome in the main room while you and I talk things over in the exercise room." Taking my hand, she led me to the next room where mats had already been laid out. 

"Is this where I get introduced to the apparatus of choice?" I asked, trying desperately to conceal my concerns with humor, since I noticed that some of the equipment had been moved away from the wall"

'I don't think we need any of that unless it's what you'd rather do."

"No, I think not. Maybe another day, another occasion." . 

"We'll discuss that at another time then.'" she said, as she stopped to put her hands into mine. 

"Unlike my worthy adversary, I don't need the element of surprise to accomplish my goals," she began, her eyes warning me to beware. "If I remember rightly, you got my mind in a spin by ripping my blouse off. I'll save you the trouble, this time." She began removing the sweater, pulling it over her head, to let her breasts fall free, my heartbeat beginning to climb. I remembered how she responded to my attack on her nipples the last time.

"Do you remember these? My nipples are still tingling. No matter though. To save you the element of surprise, I wore a special skirt tonight." With a quick pull the skirt flew into two pieces to be tossed to one side, leaving her in a tiny figment a string bikini that could have been made from half of a small doily. White, and delicately laced, there would be no way I would tear those from her body no matter what she did to me. 

"So now that leaves just these darling little panties which you are going to remove with your teeth...If you dare."

I smiled and ripped away my breakaway blouse, rubbing my breasts slowly to tease her. "I think you will remember how tasty these were. It's a shame you won't have the chance to taste them again." 

I reached to rip my skirt off, but she was so quick I never saw it coming. Before I could say uncle, my shoulders were on the mat and she was ripping my skirt and panties off my body. I tried to twist free but her arms were too long and too strong and without any leverage from my hips or legs, I was almost completely helpless. 

"You didn't really think I was going to give you the satisfaction of the first move did you?" she asked, continuing to hold my body suspended in midair with no means of defense. When I tried to make a quick move to the side, she just laughed and lifted me higher. "I can hold you like this till you pass out," she advised, "but that wouldn't be much fun, would it?"

She began lowering me down to the mat but with a sudden twist, she turned to pull my legs into hers, clamping those long, beautiful legs around mine like a vise. Leaving me to gaze up at that fantastic view of white lace covered pussy and the soft inviting cheeks of her ass. 

"I just wanted to find something out," she said, and I knew immediately I was in serious trouble. I am incredibly ticklish on the bottoms of my feet and she could completely control me that way. 

She just lightly stroked a nail over the pad and I tensed, fearing the worst, but then she did the same over my heel. I'm ticklish there but nothing at all like the arch of my foot is. When I tensed, I gave her the ammunition she needed. "I thought so," she remarked. "I'll save that for desperate times." 

Turning quickly, she retained her hold on my legs, forcing them up over my head. Smiling down at me, she suddenly dropped them, making a diving attempt at my breasts. I threw my hands over them, realizing too late that it was exactly what she wanted me to do as she caught my arms, forcing them to my side, dropping down to pin them there with her knees. Now I had the use of my legs and hips, but no matter what I did, I couldn't throw her off. All she did was shift her weight and force me back. 

"Now, the fun begins," she warned, wrapping her hands around my breasts. She molded the, kneaded them and mauled them until I feared that the battle would be lost before it even began. I tried not to moan but to no avail. My body wasn't listening. Then she smiled as she took my nipples in between her fingers and rolled them back and forth, twisting them and pulling on them to the point of pain before releasing them quickly, only to do it again and again. Damn her, I had to control this orgasm. There was no way I was going to let her get that far ahead of me so easily...maybe. 

She pinched them again, but this time, she didn't release them. She continued the pressure until I felt them begin to go numb and it was at that point that she released them. There was a second of relief and then a sharp burning pain that forced a cry from my throat as I tried to throw her off but then she bent to gently suck and lick on them to ease the pain before doing it again. Oh my god, it was like a bolt of flames that went from my nipple into my back. Leaning into me again, she once again licked and sucked, then rubbed the pain away. She sat quietly as they throbbed with a combination of pain and arousal. 

"I know what you're going to say, but I'll ask anyway, are you ready to concede that I'm the better lover?"

"Are you insane?" I asked. "Just because you were quicker than I and tried to destroy my tits doesn't make you a better lover. Maybe quicker and taller, but better? I think not."

"Perhaps not,"she agreed, "but I'm not done with you yet." Flipping me onto my stomach, she pulled my wrists together , while sliding me back to sit on my legs. "I think I need to prove it a bit more." I have no idea where she got them, but suddenly my hands were cuffed together behind my back. "There now. It's not that I don't trust you but you have a job to do and I don't want you to use your hands or your fingers to do it." 

She moved forward to put my nose against her panty clad slit. The essence of her arousal wasn't going to help my situation a bit. If I got any more aroused, I'd come just from what was going through my mind and the memories of what lay behind the lace. 

"We can't play until I'm naked and I refuse to take my panties off. If you want to get some of the action, you have to take them off with your teeth without leaving any marks on my body and without attacking my pussy. That would be cheating."

I was starting to like this game. Taking the fabric in my teeth, I pulled the panties from her wet pussy and out of her crotch. The proximity of my mouth to her sex, and the feeling of my face against her body as I slid them down got a moan from her that I know she had no control over. When they were down as far as I could get them she turned and bent over so I could pull them from her crease and down over her hips. Remembering her warning that I was not to leave any marks or attack her pussy, I slid my tongue up her crease, forcing it into her, then sliding down to just shy of her wet slit. 

"Hey, that's not fair." she yelled, but she didn't straighten up

"You didn't say anything about your ass baby, just your pussy." I replied, continuing to lick and probe into her anus. She was moaning and moving her hips into my face but suddenly, she straightened. 

"You still don't have them off," she reminded me, as she turned again so I could finish sliding them down over her ankles. I held them in my teeth as she pulled her feet out and stepped free of them. Then I dropped them for just a second before bending down to pick them up by the crotch, chewing them and sucking them into my mouth. She grinned and snatched them away from me. A small victory of sorts, but a victory nonetheless. 

When she leaned down to reach for my nipples again, I caught her off-balance and threw my leg between hers as I lunged forward, knocking her to the floor. She hit the mat hard but before she could scramble away, I threw my body onto hers and leaped forward to capture her nipple in my teeth. 

"Ouch. Damn, Samantha,"she cried, but I wouldn't let go. "Oh you want to play nipple games! I think you forgot that I already won that round."

'Uh uh,." I replied, pulling on her nipple. 

She got her hand under my head and managed to get a grip on my nipple, pinching it painfully. I moaned, but didn't release my grip, and in fact, tightened it a bit until I knew it was beginning to be too painful but when I released it, the blood returned and she experienced the sharp pain she'd treated me to earlier. She let go of my nipple and I leaned into her to keep her from getting it again as the pain returned even worse than before. 

She tried to throw me off but I got my heels under her hips and locked me legs into her so she couldn't leverage her hips enough to throw me. She finally got my shoulders in her hands and literally threw me off her body. I didn't have time to protect myself as she pinned me down with my hands under me. "Damn, Justine, these cuffs are cutting me." 

She rolled me over and few seconds later, I felt them release. She held my hands, but she massaged her thumbs into my wrist to take away the pain of their release. Stepping away from me, she let me get up and move my legs and arms to restore circulation to them. 

She kept her eyes on me as she moved backwards to a steel frame of some kind, lifting a long dildo or vibrator, smiling as she waved it at me. 

"Ok, if that's the way you want it," I said, "but that gives you an unfair advantage, don't you think? Or am I supposed to take that away from you and shove it up your ass?"

She laughed and threw me an identical item. "As tempting as that might be, I don't think you'd have a chance. This way, we're almost on equal footing except that I've got several advantages on you." 

I started to take a defensive position and she just laughed at me and I couldn't stop laughing either. She took me into her arms and held me tight, kissing me over and over until our kisses became passionate. 

With our now very sensitive breasts rubbing into each other, our sounds of desire and the need that had been building in us, filled the room. It wasn't long before her leg was between mine and we were humping into each others sex. Without letting go of each other, we dropped to the mat and moved into a sixty-nine, attacking each other's pussies with tongues and fingers. We were so aroused that nothing could have stopped us no matter what happened. 

The dildos that we had threatened each other with lay neglected on the floor, unnecessary for the moment. She had my clit in her teeth, gently tugging this way and that as her fingers drove into me. At first, there had been two but I could feel the third one being pushed in and it just made me gasp and want more. Being taller than I, she had an advantage over me so it was no surprise when I found myself being flipped from being on the bottom, to being on top of her. With her long arms wrapped around my hips, she pulled me into her face to begin licking and probing her long tongue into my anus. It was all I could do to stay with her since I was stopping to cry out with each thrust of her tongue into me while she forced my cheeks wide to give her better access. 




New Horizons Ch. 05



I had just fucked my new friend Jim in the ass for the first time. My first guy's ass and his first time to be fucked.

He then stood over me and fucked my mouth. I was just his slut receptacle and loved it. I was sitting on the floor and he was standing over me fucking my face. I had two fingers of one hand in his ass stroking his prostate and holding his balls with the other hand. My cum was running out his ass hole and down my hand onto my arm. 

I had no control of his wonderful cock as it drove in and out of my mouth. I had spit running out my mouth and down my chin and over his ball sack. I was sucking him for all I was worth, running my tongue over his crown and licking the shaft when he was to far in me to touch the head. He has more cock than I can swallow yet but kept my mouth full without choking me. He had my head in his hands running his fingers through my hair.

It wasn't long before I could feel his balls tighten up into his crotch and his cock throbbing and then shooting his cum into my mouth. The first shots were deep in me and the cum went right down my throat. He then pulled back so only about 3 or 4 inches were in my mouth and he stroked his shaft shooting the rest in where I could curl up my tongue and save it.

I was his cock sucking slut and I loved it. I had never felt like this. I was always in control of the situation. This was so new to me and I really liked it, to be fucked.

Before Jim came there wasn't much talk. I had my mouth full of cock and he was just moaning and groaning. 

As he fell back into the arm chair behind him he said: "I love fucking your mouth, you are the best cock sucker I have ever had.

All I could do is smile and push some of his cum that had leaked out back into my mouth with the fingers I just had in his ass.

Jim smiled and then said: "I can't wait to fuck your ass."

I opened my mouth to show him his cum I was holding on my tongue. Closing my mouth I swallowed his cum and said: "For a guy that didn't think he was into anything anal, you sure changed your mind fast!"

I was amazed to see his cock had only lost a little of its' strength, it lay across his upper thigh all red and wet with my spit.

Knowing how much I love his foreskin he holds his shaft and strokes it forward so the head is now covered by the skin

I ask him: " can you really fuck again so fast?" 

"Not usually but this has been something pretty special for both of us." 

When he says both of us he points to my cock and I realize I am hard too.

So I tell him; " Well man you just fucked my mouth with that wonderful cock of yours do you want the last of my virginity."

As I turn onto my side I spread one of my ass cheeks and show him my anus and say: " Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to put that wonderful cock in me and make me your bitch?"

He comes over to me and guides me back onto the bed. 

He says: " I want to fuck you like you fucked me and make you my bitch like I am yours."

As I am leaning back he takes a couple of pillows and puts them under my lower back raising my ass up and out, I spread my legs opening my ass to him.

My mind is racing, will he eat me, finger me or what will he do? I really don't care I just want to give him the last really unexplored part of my body. 

I am really surprised when he leans forward and kisses me right on the anus. He uses his hands to spread me open for his tongue and lips.

He then says: " Now it is your turn to tell me what you want. Do you want me to lick your ass, do you want me to fuck it? "What do you want?"

"I want you to eat my ass, I want you to take my ass cherry and fuck me like I have never been fucked before. Put your wonderful cock in my ass and make me your slut, fuck me."

He moves his hands up the back of my legs and pushes them to my chest and tells me: "Hold your ass open for me, show me you want this."

I do just that and as I am holding my ass open to him he runs his hands up my legs to the back of my knees and leans forward to kiss my ass hole again. He kisses my wetly using his lips and tongue with a lot of spit. I can feel the spit run between my cheeks to my back. It is like he is making out with my ass hole. I have had a few women lick me there but nothing like this, it is like he is a man possessed. I am loving it!

This goes on until he takes my cock into one of his hands and starts to stroke it. I ask him to stop as I will cum if he keeps that up. I tell him:" I want to cum while your cock is in me."

He sits up and says; " Well hand me that lube so I can take that ass cherry you have been saving for so long."

I hand him the lube and he pours some on my ass hole and starts to run his fingers around it. I think I have taught him well as he doesn't try to rush things. But before long he is fucking me with two fingers comfortably when I tell him I will need another finger to get ready for his big cock.

As he lubes up another finger I try to think of nothing but the impending pleasure and try to relax. With little effort he now has all three fingers fucking my ass and I tell him: " I want your cock now, fuck me."

During all of this my cock has softened and is laying in my pubic hair. The anal stimulation feels so great my cock is all but forgotten.

As he is spreading lube on his cock I reach between my legs to stroke him and feel his full ball sack. With my hands now wet with lube I run them around my ass cheeks so that I am covered with it. I have my arms resting on the back of my legs so that my knees are almost in my arm pits and I have exposed my last horizon for him to explore. I am relaxed and can open my ass for him to enter. I tell him: " Fuck me, fuck my ass. I have sucked your cock, eaten your ass and fucked you. We have done it all except this. Fuck my ass and show me the cock slut I am."

Jim smiles and places the head of his cock on my ass hole and he feels huge. I remind myself I can do this, I want this. I have sucked that same cock comfortably and will take it in my ass too.

I relax and push up feeling him stretch me more than I ever have been. But his crown pops in and is pushing past my inner sphincter. I take a deep breath and he pushes some more and has about three inches in me. He can see I am struggling and waits until he feels my ass and colon relax and he slowly pushes more into me. I am still spreading myself open for him and feel him sliding more cock into me. 

I don't know how much cock he has in me but I want to be fucked and tell him so. "Fuck me, fuck my ass, show me what I have never felt before."

He does just that, slowly but smoothly. With each back stroke I want him right back in me and am relaxing enough so when he pushes back into me I am holding myself open and am relaxed enough he has no trouble pushing that wonderful cock into me.

He says: " Hold your balls up so I can see my cock in your ass." 

I tell him: " Right now I would do anything, this feels incredible! If you had another cock I would suck it for you."

He says; " You would like that wouldn't you, you slut. I bet you would like someone to fuck your mouth like I just did, wouldn't you?"

"Oh yea, I would like to be fucked at both ends, but right now I can not believe how good your cock feels in my ass, oh God fuck me."

He takes my soft cock in his hand and says; "What about this, what should we do with that?" 

I tell him his cock feels so good I could cum without it but since he has it in his hand what does he want to do with it?"

He says: " I would like to suck it but can't reach, how this is?" He runs his hand over my slippery ass and takes me back into it and begins to stroke me.

It doesn't take much before I feel my cock getting hard again.

Right now we are so connected. His hand stroking my cock, my ass taking his cock. He is stroking me to the rhythm of his fucking. Is he fucking me or making love to me, I don't know and I don't care. I am a willing participant but am laying back being fucked.

I can feel something hitting my lower back and realize it is his balls. I have taken all of that magnificent cock. 

This is all I can take and feel my balls contract and shoot my juice up through my cock onto my chest. This pushes Jim over the edge and I tell him: "Cum in me, fuck me, fill me with your hot cum."

He speeds up his fucking. He is now leaning over me on his hands and with his eyes closed I feel the first hot shot of his cum in my bowels. He keeps right on fucking me and shooting into me until I feel him slow down and shoot the last of his cum in me.

I squeeze my ass, trying to milk more of his essence out of his cock. I am holding his hips so he can't pull out of me.

I feel his cock slowly soften and finally slide out of my now well fucked ass.

Jim lays next to me and we are silent for some time before he says: " What sluts we are, we are fucking each other for the first time and thinking about how to add another cock to the mix."

I tell him: " You know I might just have an answer to that problem."



New Horizons Ch. 05



All I could do was to jam my fingers into her anus, pumping into her wildly as I sucked, licked, and tongue fucked her wet pussy. We knew we wouldn't last long at the rate we were going and we no longer cared how loud we got or how much we needed to cum. All we wanted to do was be the last woman still able to keep going. I wanted to wear her out and I thought I might make it. We'd both had several orgasms but the monster we both sought had eluded us thus far. When I felt the tip of the dildo on my pussy, I knew I had to work harder or she would win. I had to do something quick though. Not letting up in the ferocity of my attack, I rammed my dildo into her and beat it into her wet pussy till she started to come, then backed off, returning to suck on her clit. I felt her move and knew instinctively what she was doing, so I pulled the dildo from her pussy and drove it into ass, pushing it as far into her as I could on the first thrust. She had the advantage of my ass being elevated and with her long arms, she was able to shove hers in all the way with one push, then begin fucking my ass with long, powerful strokes. We were screaming at each other, gasping for air, and not giving an inch until I couldn't take it any longer. With a final push into her ass, I bit her clit and collapsed onto her as my orgasm literally turned me inside out. She wasn't letting up though until I just gave up, letting her have her way with me. There was no stopping that orgasm, so I didn't try. Actually, I couldn't have if I'd wanted to. 

Exhausted, my body aching from the beating it took, and the stress of an incredibly strong and long lasting orgasm, I didn't care any more. I don't remember her rolling my body from hers and I don't remember her crawling up to lie next to me with her arms around me. The next thing I was aware of was being kissed and held tight. It wasn't Justine though, it was Cricket. She caressed me so tenderly and so beautifully but all I could do was smile at her. When I heard someone whisper my name, I looked over to see Justine being cuddled by Dawn while Trish was wringing water out of some towels, which she passed to Cricket and Dawn to bathe our faces and bodies. It was only then that I realized how soaking wet we were, not only from cum and other juices, but from tears and sweat.

I crawled over to Justine and tried to raise her hand in victory, but she pulled me into her and kissed me. 

"We can't keep doing this to each other," she whispered. 

"Why?" I asked. "I'm ready for another round." 

She smiled and tried to laugh but we were too tired for even that much effort.

We were lifted to our feet and supported by our friends as we were guided to the couches in the main room. Sports water and high protein snacks were brought to us and cool cloths were kept close to us. It had been the most intense fucking I'd ever had and I was not the least ashamed that she had won. In fact, I loved it.

After resting and getting re-hydrated, we went to take showers to get our strength back. She was so beautifully gentle as she bathed me over every inch of my body and the loving care she took as she shampooed my long hair, almost brought me to tears. When it was my turn, I caressed every inch of that beautiful body with foamy sponge and loving kisses as I went. No matter what happened in the future, we both knew we were bonded by something only we had shared and by a love and affection born from a passion we didn't know we had. 

When we had dried off, we returned to find the others sharing a tender lovemaking threesome, not intense and desperate as our own, but slow, loving, and sweet lovemaking that gives you such a beautiful orgasm. It's the kind of orgasm you wish would never leave you and I actually envied them as they all reached their completion.. 

As they finished, we went to them, in a glorious afterglow that went on for a long time. I never have felt so loved and needed before. I could feel everyone watching as I got up and went into the hall to retrieve the package I'd left there. When I returned, I pulled my clothing out, throwing it onto the couch. Then I pulled out the wrapped package and handed it to her. She looked confused for a second, then she smiled as she unwrapped it. When she opened the box, she gasped and held it to her breasts. 

"Oh my god, Samantha. How did you know?" 

As the other women gathered around to look at her new blouse, she got up and grabbed me in an embrace that left me breathless. Her kisses rained over me like a spring shower and I felt the moisture of her tears against my face. 

"I don't know what to say," she whispered against my face. "I never expected you to replace the blouse, Sam, I had it repaired."

"I thought you might, but the minute I saw this one and the woman told me that you had admired it, I didn't hesitate a second. I could see your nipples pushing against it and I had to do it."

She kissed me and pulled my head to her breast, whispering into my hair. "I'll think of you every time I wear it, Sam, I promise. I can't wait to put it on."

"Then why are you standing there crying into my hair, silly? Go get dressed and let me see how beautiful you are in it."

When she was dressed, she turned slowly to model it for me and I was stunned. The color was perfect for her perfect body and I nearly cried myself. 

When I had dressed, we left the house arm in arm and for the longest time, we stood near our cars, holding on to each other without speaking. I think there were words we wanted to say but knew they would be meaningless. Some things just can't be put into words. 

I sat in my car for quite some time, trying desperately to gather my wits. Knowing the other women would want some of me at the next meeting pleased me no end, but I had to make sure that Justine knew I wanted more. I tried to visualize my calendar but there was no way to force my mind to focus on anything other than sex. My body was still trembling inside and fluids continued to seep from my battered pussy. Putting my fingers into my slit, I sucked away my my juices, going back for seconds and thirds. Maybe I should bottle or freeze some of that marvelous nectar for future use. 

By the time I got home, I surrendered to the stress induced fatigue. As soon as the door was closed and locked, I dropped to the couch and stretched out. It was the same place that I found myself when I awoke the next morning. The flashing light on my phone drew my attention but I chose to ignore it and instead, went up to take a long, hot bath.



New Horizons Ch. 06



Chapter 6: Samantha earns her wings

The next day, I found that I was unable to focus, and the very thought of cleaning house drove me to my recliner. I knew I'd never get anything done if I couldn't drive the memories of Justine out of my thoughts. She had been there all night, even though she wasn't in my bed with me, and that vision alone was enough to make me wet. Eventually, I forced myself to do a cursory house cleaning, but immediately after that, I allowed the memories to return. There was to be no peace if I didn't give way to my emotions, so I spent several hours lying naked on my bed, taking care of business and recovering. 

I threw myself into my work on Monday, forcing my mind to focus and doing things that didn't need to be done...anything that would keep my mind busy. One of my co-workers remarked that I was working like a woman possessed. If only she'd known. 

As soon as I walked into the house, I collapsed into my recliner, and fell asleep there, waking up hours later. I put the coffee on and went to bed, waking up just in time for a quick shower and a cup of coffee before heading to work again. 

By the end of the week, I was regenerated enough that I found myself yearning for something that would get my adrenaline flowing in that special way. The weekend went smoothly by, my time taken up with the routine of laundry, and cleaning, then restocking my kitchen. When I went to work Monday, I was hoping that there would be something special in my email but found it nearly empty. 

Tuesday morning, the phone rang, just as I was leaving for the media center. With my arms full of files and documents, I decided to let my voice mail take a message. I heard it ringing again as I moved down the hall, and again when I was returning. When I reached my desk, the girls in the adjoining office told me it hadn't stopped ringing the whole time I was gone, yet there were no messages in my voice mail box. Why would anyone take all that time and trouble to keep calling me without leaving something that might tell me who it was? 

As I sat there, wondering, the computer email alert notified me that I had an email. I closed my door so I wouldn't be interrupted and brought up the message, smiling at the words, "special session."

I was given a phone number to call as soon as it was safe to do so. I stood up and surveyed the office, making sure no one was headed my way, then dialed the number.

The phone rang just once before a soft, feminine voice answered. "This had better be you, Samantha."

"This Is Samantha. Who am I speaking to?" As soon as I asked it, I recognized the voice.

"I need to confirm who I'm speaking to. At the last session, a rather unusual and significant event took place. Can you tell me what it was?"

"You mean other than me making a fool of myself?" I asked. "How are you Beth?"

"I'm fine, " she replied, giggling. "I'll make this quick since you're at work. Are you available for a special meeting Friday, at seven?"

"Is it important?" I asked, realizing that I was going to be scheduling two activities within a week or less of one another. 

"It is to you," she replied, "but I can't tell you more than that."

"Where?" I asked. She gave me the address and I recognized it as being in a newer strip mall that was only about half occupied due to some remodeling being done by the new owner. 

I wrote it down and stuffed it in my bra. "Do I need to wear anything special, maybe something in spandex?

"God no," she replied, giggling. "Just dressy casual, Samantha. I'll be waiting for you when you get there."

That statement intrigued me. There was no indication of what type of meeting it was and the fact that she had been unwilling to tell me what it was about or who was going to be there had my mind spinning with possibilities. 

Friday evening I hurried right home from work to shower and change into a loose cotton/silk blend skirt in desert tan color, and white silk blouse. Not knowing the purpose of the meeting, I decided to wear panties, choosing some White satin thongs with a matching bra.

I pulled into the parking lot and found the designated unit, which at one time was a furniture store. Beth opened the door to let me in, locking it behind me, then greeting me in our usual fashion.

"I'm sorry for the secrecy, Samantha," she said as we walked toward the back of the showroom.

"I'm getting used to it, Beth."

"I'm glad you understand. Some of the members just don't like it."

She led me through the showroom and storage area, and through a door at the back. Stepping into a long, carpeted hallway, she led the way to a dark walnut colored door with brass hardware. Opening the door, she took my hand, smiling as she led me inside. Once inside, she closed the door and led me over to where two women were studying some sort of printout that lay on a large desk in front of them. They appeared to be about ten years older than I, one in a white silk blouse over a gray skirt. The other extremely attractive and well dressed in a pale yellow cashmere turtleneck over a caramel colored silk skirt.

"Laurie, this is Samantha."Beth announced. "Samantha, I'd like you to meet Laurie Cummins and Wendy Brock." 

"Welcome, Samantha, and thank you for coming on such short notice," Laurie replied, stepping around the desk for the customary passionate embrace. 

"We're so glad to finally meet you," Wendy agreed as we embraced. 

"I was pleased to get your call," I replied, hoping I wouldn't regret it later. 

"I understand that you've already met Beth at what we understand was a rather unique session." Laurie began.

"I'd say," Beth replied, chuckling as I flushed in embarrassment. Beth motioned for me to be seated next to her on a long and very comfortable couch, while Laurie went to stand behind the desk, leaning forward enough to show some intriguing cleavage. From the corner of my eye, I saw Wendy take a seat at the end of the desk. 

I had a brief opportunity to study the two women then. Laurie was a charming woman who took good care of what nature gave her. Her smile was warm and open, inspiring trust in her. Wendy was not quite as tall, but her body was firm and slender with legs that I could imagine being wrapped around my head while I worked my tongue into her depths..

"Samantha, I have to confess that when Wendy and I learned of this meeting, we volunteered to handle it. We had been wanting to meet you anyway. Beth and some of the others gave you such glowing compliments about how you handled yourself, your ease to adjust to some unusual situations and your willingness to grow in your experiences and knowledge, that we just had to spend some time with you. 

"I hope I can live up to your expectations," I replied, wondering just how glossy my reputation had been painted. 

"Before we get into the reason you're here, I think it would be only fair to tell you about us and our role in the organization. Wendy and I are two of a committee of over twenty women of means who lend our financial support to the individual chapters as well as sponsoring the orientation sessions, and all activities involving the whole group. We do this through a trust fund established shortly after the group was first established.

Thanks to some prudent investing as well as grants and donations, we have a large cash fund to work with. In addition, each chapter receives grants for operating expenses, and other cash support throughout the year. Our orientations and some other activities are held in over a dozen widespread properties, all donated by members who wanted to ensure our success. The chapters generally meet in the leaders homes or in properties they own or control."

While she was talking, I felt Wendy's eyes staring at me. It was then that I became aware that Wendy could see straight up my skirt. With my knees at a level slightly higher than my ass, I knew that Wendy could see my panty clad pussy so I casually allowed my legs to open, until I knew that Wendy had a good view. The affect on Wendy was instantaneous and as I watched, her fingers slid under her sweater to seek out her breasts. 

"What we wish to do with you this evening, Samantha" Laurie continued, "is to get to know you much better and perhaps offer you an opportunity to move a little deeper in the organization."

I had a feeling that I knew what Laurie meant by 'getting to know you better' and 'deeper into the organization.' I smiled as Wendy began squirming in her chair. To tease her a bit more, I began rubbing my thighs together. I felt the heat begin to build between my legs and knew it wouldn't be long before the wetness would be obvious on my panties. 

Laurie put her papers down to move around the desk, leaning her lean and shapely ass cheeks on the desktop. "Samantha, you probably realize by now that you are frequently being tested and evaluated in one way or another. Beth assists us in many of these evaluations as do Wendy and myself. 

At your last session, where young Tammi went through her orientation, you were being tested. The young woman who you thought was an innocent guest, was not exactly who she pretended to be. Allyssa is a friend of ours and a member of our qualification committee. She is blessed with the looks of an innocent young woman, even though she's just over thirty years old. You made such an impression on her that she couldn't wait to call me to tell me about it. Her exact words were, "she exceeded by far any expectations I had for her."

I smiled. "I thought there was something strange about that situation."

"Well done, Samantha, well done indeed."

For several minutes Wendy's hand had been under her sweater, fondling her breasts. Now, I watched as the other hand slipped down to move under her skirt, which lie rumpled up, high up on her legs.

Laurie moved over to stand next to Wendy. "Could I get you to stand, Samantha?"she asked. It was time to learn the real reason for the meeting. 

I stood, waiting for the request to strip for them. "Please remove your blouse," she continued. Unbuttoning the blouse, I turned to drop in over the arm of the couch."And now the skirt please?" In seconds the skirt was folded and placed over the blouse. I stood with my feet together and my arms at my sides. "The bra please," she continued. I started to take it off, but a flash of inspiration came over me. Beth had been sitting there watching me strip and I could see the lust building in her eyes. 

Moving over in front of her, I turned my head to look at her. "Beth, if you would please," I grinned as she wiped the moisture from her palms on her skirt, then reached up to unhook my bra. Pulling my arms to my sides to prevent my bra from falling, I whispered, "Take my hands, Beth."

She reached around me and I said, "Put your hands over mine, palms up." She did so and as I pulled my arms away, the bra fell. I pulled her hands against my chest to catch my breasts as they fell free. Still holding her hands, I moved them over my breasts. 

"Is that what you wanted?" I asked. 

"Yessss,"she hissed, molding my globes into her fingers, my nipples held tightly between the index finger and the one next to it. "Since the moment I met you." 

I yelped as she nipped my shoulder in her teeth. In that instant, I knew that I had to possess her one day soon.

"Now the panties, please," Laurie directed, bringing us back from our reverie 

"Move around to face me," I whispered to Beth. She moved around to face me, a look of pure unadulterated lust on her face. "Kneel down and remove my panties with your teeth." When Laurie and Beth saw what was about to take place, they almost drooled in anticipation. Wendy's skirt was up to her waist, her hand jammed into her panties. Laurie had her blouse unbuttoned to maul her breast through her bra.

Nipping the top of my panties in her teeth, Beth began to pull them down. "Look at me," I directed. She looked up at me and tried to get them to fall but my legs were together, making sure she wasn't going to get me naked easily. "Let go and wait a second," I said and as she did so, I turned and leaned forward. "Now take them off."

As she held my thighs for support, I could feel her hands trembling. She dragged her teeth down my back and over my hips until they caught on the waist band, then she began pulling them back and forth while pulling them down. When they refused to fall, she hesitated. 

"You know what to do, Beth," I said. "Get back in front and pull them from my pussy with your teeth."

I felt her hot breath on my pussy as she took hold of them."Look at me," I repeated. "I want to see those beautiful blue eyes while you strip me. I want to feel your breath on my pussy and watch you when your eyes are level with my pussy, my hot, wet, pussy." 

"Oh god," she whispered, but she kept her eyes on mine as she pulled them free of my pussy. I moved my feet apart as she got level with my slit so she could get a good look at what she was baring. 

"You want to taste it, don't you?" I asked, moving my feet a bit further apart. 

"Oh Samantha, stop," she begged. 

"They don't care," I replied, "just take a little taste. Let me feel your tongue run through my slit to scoop up a taste of that pussy. You're making it wet, taste what you're doing to me."

She hesitated for a second, then grabbed my legs and jammed her tongue into me, whipping it through my slit. 

"Damn you, Samantha," she said, as she stripped my panties away. I just smiled at her and winked. 

Wendy was breathing hard, her hand jammed into her silk panties while her fingers could be seen thrusting into her.. Laurie was sitting on the desk, her legs spread wide as she dug her fingers into her clit. With a loud cry, Wendy's body began to shake wildly as she came, followed shortly thereafter by Laurie, who laid back on the desk and pulled her legs to her as her orgasm ripped through her. I wanted to come so badly and so did Beth but before we could accomplish it, Laurie recovered. 

"Beth, I think we need to adjourn to the other room now." 

Beth smiled at me and held out her hand to lead me through a set of French doors and into the next room. 

"You're being so mean," she whispered. 

"Not really," I whispered in reply. "Just letting you know what you can have when it's time."

The room was large and well lit, with thick carpeting on the floors. Two doors on the opposite wall were closed tight. In the middle of the room stood what can only be described as an oversized day bed. A little to the left of that, was a padded table, similar in appearance to the one that I lay on to lose my anal virginity. To the right of the daybed was an oversized couch with large cushions and wide upholstered arms. 

Beth came to me and kissed me. "Good luck, Samantha. I'll see you a little later." I almost begged her to stay but knew she wasn't included in whatever plans they had for me. 

When I turned to look at the two women, Wendy was naked and Laurie was not far from it. Their clothes lay right where they threw them in their hurry to be ready for our session. 

As we approached the day bed, Wendy came to me, taking my hands in hers to study my body. Turning me around, I felt her fingers drift over my back and down over my cheeks. Continuing to turn me, she brushed lightly over my breasts and nipples, sending my clit into orbit. It's amazing sometimes how the lightest touch can send the strongest message to a woman's clit and nipples. 

She never touched my mons or any where near it but I wanted her to, oh how I wanted her to.

"You are so lovely Samantha" she whispered. "I can't wait to taste you and lie with you"

"As her fingers caressed my soft globes, she cooed softly. "Oh Samantha they are beautiful beyond belief and so firm," she said, fondling and kneading them. My body was beginning to quiver at her touch. The fingers began rolling my nipples, then pulled them and twisted them as I fought off the orgasm that was building in my body. Pulling back from me, her fingers drifted over my body, lowering to move softly over my slit without penetrating me, turning me to caress over my ass and slide her finger through my crease, stopping just short of my slit. Breast to breast, thigh to thigh, we stood for several seconds, our eyes gazing into each other's. I reached over to fondle her firm, D cup breasts, playing with her nipples as she had done to me. Our moans became louder as we pressed our bodies together, wildly mauling each other's breasts and nipples.. 

"Oh God, Wendy, I'm so close," I announced, as the pressure built to intolerable levels. I closed my eyes and held her body to mine as I felt my body begin to tense. 

I felt someone begin moving their fingers over my mons and into my slit even as Wendy began to suck my nipple into her teeth, nipping at it as her tongue caressed it. I moved my feet further apart, knowing that Laurie was about to have her way with me. "Oh god yes, Laurie." I moaned. 

As Laurie's fingers moved into my wet pussy, my body shuddered with pre-orgasmic spasms, then I was heading for the edge, preparing for the dive into bliss. 

"Oh god, Wendy, oh my god, I'm cumming." I felt my legs begin to quiver but Wendy held me tight. 

"I've got you honey. You're all right."

My body shook and my knees got weak but Laurie's fingers never left my pussy until I felt her tongue begin lapping at my juices. I felt my body tighten as a second orgasm followed the first by just a few seconds.

Easing me down on the day bed, she sat next to me while Laurie knelt in front of me, her fingers exploring my thighs and over my mons. 

"Watching the way you teased Beth go me so hot," Wendy reported. "I had to have you in my arms. I nearly came just from feeling your body quiver so delightfully when you came."

"I was almost gone when Laurie touched me. It only took a few seconds of your fingers in me to start me over the top," I replied, looking into Laurie's eyes. 

Taking her hand in mine, I sucked sensuously on her fingers, drawing my juices into my mouth. 

"We were told you were a passionate woman, Samantha. Now we know just how right they were." Wendy said. 

I smiled and reached over to run my fingers up her thigh, then up over her breast. She turned to give me better access, spreading her legs out. Laurie's fingers joined mine in a slow journey to her sex, moving over her legs and thighs, causing her to moan. I leaned in to begin licking over her breast, lifting it to slide my tongue over the sensitive underside, then up over her nipple, before moving on up over her chest and neck before beginning the return journey.

Laurie picked up her feet, turning her so she could lie back on the bed, spreading her legs to allow her feet to hang over the sides. I looked up at Laurie and she smiled at me, nodding her head toward the prone woman's legs as she moved over to take over my breast work.

Crawling up the day bed, I moved between Wendy's thighs, palming my hand over her mons while rubbing the heel of my hand into her wet lips. I felt her body quiver in anticipation as I continued rubbing into her without penetrating until it began to move into my hand. 

Sucking on my fingers, I slowly worked them through her slit, spreading her open a little with each stroke until the petals opened to me. I began sliding them into her slowly, moving them around as I went, knowing that the walls of her pussy were wet and ready and very sensitive to my touch. 

Holding them into her, I bent to run my tongue around my fingers and over her clit as I began moving my fingers in slow, deep strokes. Finding her swollen clit with the tip of my tongue, I pressed into it, working my tongue between her clit and my hand, then laving it slowly over her again and again. Her thrusts into me became more insistent but I stayed my course, not wanting to hurry her into a mediocre orgasm. 




New Horizons Ch. 06



When she began cursing and begging, I turned my hand to make contact with a new area, as I sucked on her clit. Her hips were bucking wildly into me, and I watched the muscles in her stomach start to tense. I wanted to prolong the build up to a stronger orgasm so I pulled my fingers from her while keeping her clit in my lips. 

"Oh god, Samantha, don't do this. Don't tease me. Not now." she begged. When I began to nibble at her clit, her voice became strained. "Oh god yes, Samantha. Oh my god, oh my god,"

Moving my fingertips into her, I sucked on her clit. When her hips came up off the bed, I rammed them into her while sucking hard on her clit. She gave a loud yelp and her body went wild. I looked up to see Laurie holding her nipple in her teeth, biting down on it as she came. She almost flew off the bed as she thrashed about, trying to get away from the thunder that was roaring through her body. She had Laurie's hair knotted in both hands, and I knew that Laurie was not going to get away from her until the orgasm eased. 

"Stop, stop," she gasped, backing away from me to move to the opposite end of the day bed, raising one leg over me to place it on the back of the couch, while dropping the other leg to the floor, spreading herself wide open. I crawled over her, lowering my face to take her lips in mine in an open mouth, passionate kiss."My turn now," I said, continuing the deep, hard kisses of desire and lust. She put her arms on my shoulders to pull me into her body, our breasts once again rubbing into each other. 

When it was apparent that she was moving toward an orgasm, I took her nipple in my teeth, pulling it away from her body. Her hips were thrusting wildly into me, trying for the elusive orgasm that she craved. Moving slowly down her body, I paused long enough to lick and suck on various parts of her body until I reached the thin line of hair that led to the source of the delicious fragrance that drew me on. Running the tip of my tongue through her slit, I tasted her all the way to the pink button lying between the cheeks of her ass, then trailing back, moving deeper between between the soft, puffy lips to find the blood engorged clit that was my ultimate target. 

She cried out when it was discovered and I flattened my tongue to lave over it, irritating it and making it throb as she cried out. Over and over, I lapped at the hardened little clit until I felt her body tense. I looked up at her, smiling as I saw her fingers deeply digging into the sides of the bed She was close, oh so close, and I wanted her to come long and hard. Sliding my tongue up and down her slit, flicking snake-like flashes of my tongue, I could feel the heat building and when it was obvious that she was ready I sucked on her clit and rammed a finger into her wet pussy, causing her to cry out repeatedly as her body reacted violently to the invader that was moving through her body, forcing her back up in an arch, as her stomach muscles fluttered uncontrollably. 

It was then that I noticed the mirrors for the first time. High on the wall, and tilted slightly, I realized that I could see every action in the room even as I was making love to Wendy. It was then that I noticed that Beth had come back into the room and was speaking to Laurie. 

I'd been watching Beth and Laurie whenever I could. As they watched me seduce Wendy, they began kissing each other long, hard and deep as Beth slipped her fingers down to move over Laurie's mons, palming her hot sex while the tips of her fingers probed at Laurie's anus. Lying back on the couch, she spread her legs, opening to Beth's fingers and tongue. Watching Beth's fingers move into the inviting pussy kicked my libido into super drive. 

Wendy lay on the couch, gathering her strength again as I got up, and turned around to move into a 69 position, making sure I could see Wendy's ass and pussy in the mirrors and knowing that she had the same view of me. It only added to our level of excitement and lust. We dove into each other's sex, our arms wrapped around our lovers legs as we noisily sucked each other with wild abandonment. It was a race to see who could cum the hardest and the quickest but we came almost simultaneously, screaming into each other's pussy. Licking away our fluids, we collapsed into each other's body, exhausted beyond belief. As I rolled off her body, I glanced up at the mirror to see the two lovers on the couch. 

At some time when I wasn't watching, they had both become naked and now Beth lay on her back, while Laurie straddled her face with her hands on the arms of the sofa. Beth was sucking loudly on Laurie's pussy while her fingers were pumping in and out of her ass. Laurie was humping into Beth's face and just as I got Wendy to look at the image in the mirror, Laurie flew over the edge, ramming her pussy down onto Beth's face while she rode it out. Beth was struggling just to keep breathing but in between breaths, she continued licking with her fingers shoved deep into Laurie's ass.

Wendy got up and went over to lift Laurie's face up into a full, open mouthed kiss. Laurie responded by lifting her body clear of Beth's fingers and tongue to take Wendy into her arms, returning the kiss with enthusiasm as Beth went into the rest room. 

Leaving Laurie and Wendy to their own devices, I waited for Beth to come out of the restroom. Wrapping her in my arms, I kissed her neck, leaning in to whisper to her. ""I've been waiting all day to make love with you."

Molding her body into my arms, she brought her lips to mine. "Me too," she agreed. We kissed as our bodies began to sing to each other, pent up desires driving us further and further into desire and need. 

"I want you, Beth." I stated, but she already knew that. 

"I know, I know and I want you just as much."

Moving over to the day bed, we immediately dropped into a sixty-nine, groping, clawing and pushing our bodies into each other's faces as we noisily ate of each other's pussies. There was no hesitation, no holding back, as we went after each other, groaning, yelping when one nibbled on the other's clit or when a finger found it's mark, driving into our pussies and anus's. I felt her fingers digging into my ass cheeks and I knew she drew blood as did I, trying to hold our mouths on the other's body until we came together, driving into each other, thrusting, clawing and digging for more until we almost fell from the bed. Neither of us had the strength to move for a few seconds, but then she got up to turn her body around, dropping onto mine as our lips met in a fiery crescendo of pure, unadulterated lust.

She kissed me and motioned for me to look at the mirrors where Laurie and Wendy were on the carpet, slowly working a double ended dildo into their bodies. When they had it all the way in, Laurie began by holding the middle as she slowly fucked into Wendy's wet pussy. Wendy had her breasts in her hands, fondling them both as the dildo moved faster. 

"Oh my God," Wendy cried out as Laurie began driving into her, at the same time, riding the dildo that was ramming into her pussy. The pace became frenetic, as both women began groaning and loudly proclaiming their oncoming orgasms. As they got close, Beth rolled off the bed and took my hand, lifting me to my feet. With a series of loud cries, Laurie and Wendy both climaxed into each other's bodies, the dildo bent into a u shaped plastic penetrator, sticking out of their bodies as the two women wrestled on the carpet, seeking some form of finality. 

She led me over to the table, helping me as I crawled up on it. "You've been wanting to do this, haven't you?" I asked. 

"Yes, but I'll have to wait my turn," she replied. "I promised Laurie that she could have your ass first. Don't worry, I have something special in mind for us."

I looked up to see Laurie walking my way, wearing a strap on of formidable size. She smiled, motioning for me to turn on my stomach. I moved my body down to let my legs hang loosely at the end of the table. Once again, my feet were placed on the platform which was moved to spread my feet apart, then raised to open my legs wide. The next thing to happen took me totally by surprise. Beth climbed up on the opposite end of the table and reached out to take my hands in hers as Wendy prepared her for the same penetration. 

We lay there, eye to eye, our hands holding on to one another and smiling as the dildo moved into our pussies and began driving into us. We held each other tight as we first climaxed, then again as our anus's were penetrated by the two women. Hammering our asses with the long dildo's, we heard the two women begin to reach their orgasms, crying out and ramming us so hard we had to force our bodies into the table to stay there. 

"Come with me," Beth gasped. "Oh fuck, oh my god, I'm so close. Come with me, Sam."

"I'm almost there" I gasped, just as Laurie pulled back and rammed into me with a cheek bruising, jab that brought a scream from my lips and tears from my eyes. I came for what seemed to be a lifetime as she continued moving it in and out, but without any force now. I had to close my eyes to stop the room from spinning as she pulled out of me as the tears slid down my face.

For quite a few minutes, we lay there, still holding each other's hands as we waited for our orgasms to pass and our asses to return to normal. I barely noticed as Laurie cleaned my ass, and for a while, I thought my sphincter would never stop pulsing. 

Sitting up on the table, I accepted Laurie's proffered hands to help me off the table. We embraced as she held me until I stood steadily. 

"God, Laurie, I think my rectum is shoved clear up to my nose." I announced. "It felt like you were trying to kill me or something."

"I'm afraid that the sight of that beautiful ass and pussy were just too much for me," she replied. "I'm sorry if I hurt you. It wasn't intentional, I assure you."

I wiped away the tears and when she handed me a wet towel, I cleaned away the sweat from my face, neck and chest before cleaning between my legs to get some of the sticky cum and other fluids off my thighs. 

We moved to the other end of the room where they led me into a large shower where I let the hot sudsy water bath away my aches and strains. I watched Beth as she showered, wondering what she meant about "something special" for us. 

As we toweled off, Beth and I moved over to where Laurie and Wendy sat on a long bench. Laurie looked up at us and smiled. "I'm glad I don't have to try to keep up with you girls often. I can't keep going like I used to."

Wendy didn't reply, she just nodded. 

Beth put her arm around my waist. "I think we could go a while longer, don't you Sam?"

I looked over at her and groaned. She laughed and pulled our bodies together. It was hard for me to believe but after all that I still wanted more with her.

Laurie asked me if I'd enjoyed the 'meeting', to which I could only smile and look to Beth with desire.

"Did you watch yourself in the mirror?" Wendy asked, pointing to one of the large mirrors that sat high on the wall. 

I smiled and flushed, admitting that watching the action while flat on my back or with my face buried in someone's pussy made me want more.

Wendy motioned toward the mirror and a door opened as a well dressed young woman motioned for me to enter. Still naked, I followed Wendy and Laurie into a vestibule and up two short flights of stairs, before entering a large, darkened room. It took a few seconds for our eyes to adjust to the low light levels.

Video cameras stood in front of large windows, which I quickly realized were actually the one way mirrors that sat high on the walls. On the wall was a series of monitors, which were aimed through the mirrors on the other walls 

Another young woman sat at a control panel, editing the video of the session with the four women. Beth softly caressed my ass as she introduced the two women as Heather and Jillian. Taking my hand, Beth led me over to where two couches faced each other, where she motioned for me to take a seat. Laurie and Wendy sat opposite us. 

"Samantha the tape of this session as well as the other sessions you have attended, will be our gift of appreciation to you, if you decide to accept our offer,"While most women do decide to accept our offer of membership, there are some that don't even reply. We believe that these women might change their mind with a little persuasive urging. There is yet another group that choose to use their safety word, and we feel that they might be convinced if someone were to take the time to contact them and learn what caused them to leave."

"We would like that someone to be you, Samantha," Beth finished. "We don't want you to use any unusual force or coercion, but to find their vulnerability and exploit it, to either qualify them or remove their names from the prospect lists. We will supply you with a list of the 40 prospects that showed the most promise and it will be up to you who to contact and when. We will provide you with more training and be available to you night and day if you need us."

"Who does the training?" I inquired. Beth smiled and reached for Jillian's hand. "We are the advanced training team, Samantha. Unless of course, you rather we get someone else. I"m sure there are several members, including three that are in this room, that would consider that possibility a challenge they would like to pursuit."

I smiled and shook her head. "This is the team I want with me on this journey."

"You will have the authority to schedule orientation sessions, or mini-group sessions if you feel the prospect needs a bit more encouragement or reassurance, and of course you are free to conduct one-on-one sessions, should that be your chosen direction," Wendy added. 

"Do you have any questions?" Laurie asked. 

"None that can't be answered during training sessions," I replied, looking at Beth and Jillian as I smiled. 

"Does that mean you accept, Samantha?" Laurie asked, her face beaming. 

"Although I don't think you play fair, tempting me with such beautiful women who allow me to make love to them How in the world could I refuse?"

"That's kind of what we were thinking," Wendy replied.

They stood then and we embraced. As I held Beth, I whispered to her. "We have some unfinished business, you and I." 

"We do, don't we?" she replied, almost giggling. "Are you up to it?" 

"You'd be amazed," I replied, running my hand over her naked ass.

"I love a challenge," she replied. "We're going to make a great team."

As I embraced Jillian, I felt her fingers wrap around my breasts, molding them in her hands, and flicking her fingers over my hard nipples as a moan escaped my lips.

"All right you two," Laurie cautioned. "There will be time for that later."

"Call me," I requested. "Beth knows the number."

"So do I," Jillian replied as her hand moved over my sex..

I then stepped over to where Heather sat, watching the whole scene. Lifting her to her feet, I embraced her and kissed her. "If I have anything to say about it, Heather, I'm going to possess you very soon. You have a beautiful body hiding under those clothes."

"Wait till you see it naked," she replied, as I turned to follow the others out of the room to get dressed. 



New Horizons Ch. 07



My apologies for an extended absence but it was unavoidable. You may want to review chapter 6 to get up to speed before reading the rest. Thank you for your patience.

Chapter 7 - DANNI

As it happened, I did indeed, skip the next orientation session. My mind and body were torn but in the end, my mind won out. I'd had so much sex over the last two months, I needed a cooling off period. 

After leaving the meeting that ended with challenges and promises by Beth, Jillian, Heather and myself, I spent a lot of time on my couch with my eyes closed, wondering what I'd let myself in for. I do love challenges though and I was reasonably sure I was up to this one, with the help of the other women. In truth, the prospect of being with them, especially Beth, gave me more than one orgasmic session with fingers and toys. 

I still hadn't looked over the list of prospects that had been delivered to the house, or even reviewed the pages of information and suggestions that had come from Laurie. One particularly moving letter from Laurie and Wendy expressed their gratitude for accepting their love making in spite of our differences. I knew they were referring to their ages but why would I not? They had beautiful bodies and besides, it's what's inside that matters. They were every bit as loving and emotional as I and their degree of lust and desire matched mine, or perhaps exceeded it. There was no doubt that they were more than just friends. You could see it in their eyes as they made love to one another. I thought it was especially sweet.

Deciding that there was no time like the present to dive into my new project, I poured a glass of wine, sat on the sofa, and spread the list of prospects out in front of me. Opening the envelope I'd received from Laurie, I found a disc called 'Prospect Action Record.' I laid it aside to check later and pulled out a bulky file. It included prospect names in order of potential, with the ones of highest potential at the beginning. Under each name was a brief bio, previous contact history, date of initial contact, date of refusal and/or denial, and comments from the management group. The information supplied was quite extensive and by the time I'd read through the first listing, I felt as though I knew her well, though not intimately. 

When I got to the seventh prospect, I smiled and knew I was going to like this job. The name was Daniella Rivers, my first attempt at lesbian sex that had gone so wrong, thanks to a badly timed phone call. We were naked, and entwined with our lips and tongues groping wildly at each other's when the ringing of the phone broke the mood and gave her enough time to reconsider. We hadn't spoken since that time and we used to be such good friends. 

She had accepted the initial offer, and had appeared at her orientation but had used her safe word after just a short time. She had exhibited some distress as she was stripped but had consented to proceed after a few minutes. She had even allowed them to lower her to the bed, but when she felt the restraints, she used the safe word and declined to continue. She was allowed to dress and leave without further action. 

Closing my eyes, I remembered her body, those rigid nipples, and the clean shaven pussy. This would be one challenge I would enjoy and I made it my goal to get her through orientation. 

Loading the disc into my computer, I waited as it downloaded my Prospect Action Record. Once it opened, I entered Daniella's name. To my surprise, and delight, when I hit the enter key to move to another line, Daniella's picture came up next to her name as well as a key code. Entering the key code, I was linked to another page that brought up all the biographical information and detailed reports on her initial contact, and right through to her refusal to continue. A second key code was at the bottom and when I entered that, I was instructed to log on to the internet before continuing. As the system began to access the internet, I went to the kitchen for some iced tea. I entered the key code again and waited as I was linked to yet another site. 

After a few seconds, her picture appeared again, but faded out as another log in request asked for my password. At first, I was stumped, but then I remembered that on the orientation report, I'd seen a word under the last line There had been no indication that it was a password, but I had a hunch it was so I typed it in and waited as a page appeared with the word CONFIDENTIAL in large red letters on a white background. I was warned that sharing the contents with anyone was a violation of my privileges and they would be revoked immediately. After dropping down to another square to re-confirm my password, another page appeared marked, "Incomplete file" I clicked on a square that said "continue anyway" and waited as another page appeared. A page of photos of Daniella's incomplete orientation. 

Almost instantly, my panties became moist from what those photos were doing to me. There were about twenty shots, going from fully dressed, step by step through the stripping process, the fondling procedures and then the restraints being applied. The last picture showed her raising her hand, evidently to reinforce the safe word. I quickly left the page, wanting to preserve what sanity I had left.

Enchanted, I loaded the next nine candidates and repeated the procedures, nearly drooling over some of the photos before surrendering to my bodies demands for an orgasm. The demands were so strong, I made sure by having several as I studied the photos. 

This job just might be too much for me, I thought, but reminded myself that I'd foolishly gone too far and too fast

I decided to take a chance without any of the training sessions, and began laying out my planned approach to Daniella. She wasn't the kind to be forced into anything and trying to sell her a bill of goods would be a major mistake. No, this one was going to require some honest straight talk, but in a very gentle way. First of all, I had to regain her friendship.

At lunch the next day, I walked past the deli to make sure she was eating there, then I got a salad and some iced tea and casually walked over to where she sat, all alone, as usual, in the corner of the room, reading her book.

"Danni. Do you mind if I sit here?" I asked, putting my salad and iced tea down.

She just shrugged as I sat and began fixing my salad. I was hoping she would give me some sign of her temperament, but she just ignored me. 

"Danni, I need to talk to you."

"Why?" she asked, obviously not thrilled at the idea. 

" Honey, we've been friends for a long time and I miss you. Do you hate me so much that we can't ever be friends again?"

She didn't reply right away, but then I saw a tear gathering in a corner of her eye and knew I had chance, no matter how slim it might be. "I'm sorry you feel that way, Danni. I guess there's no point of hoping that we...I mean..." 

Her head snapped up, and she turned to face me, the crystal drop of tear visible on her cheek. 

"That we what, Samantha? Don't you think I miss you too? I've wanted to talk to you but I didn't know what to say, or how to say it so I kept my feelings to myself."

"Are you angry with me?" I asked. "I'm sorry if I pushed too hard or too fast, but I'm not ashamed of what we almost did and you shouldn't be either."

"I'm not angry, Samantha" she stated. "I was for a while but I'm not now. I guess I was just as angry at myself as I was at you, and I was terribly ashamed, but I'm not any more"

I didn't reply, I just sat there eating my salad, hoping she would continue on her own. 

"Sam, I just don't know who I am any more. Every time I think I do, I get all funny inside and go back to being the old me again. I guess it's safer there. Have you...I mean..you know.?"

"Yes, Danni, I have and I am who I am. I make no apologies for it any more. I don't go around waving a flag or announcing it over the intercom, but I've accepted the fact that I'm a lesbian, or at the very least, bi-sexual, with a strong tendency toward the kind of love that only a woman can give me."

She sat there for a minute, gazing off into space. "I tried a couple of times to find someone who I could trust, someone that I felt something for, but I don't know how to approach someone and the one woman that came on to me scared me away. I've been trying to find a way to talk to you about it but I don't even know how to talk to you. I'm sorry I turned away from you. I just got scared and then the phone rang and it was like a warning bell. Am I making any sense at all?"

"Of course you are, Danni. Don't you think I've gone through a lot of the same things? We all do and sometimes we don't handle it very well. I slept with a few women but it was kind of like, oh well, that was fun and that was it. I wanted more than that."

"Did you find someone?" she asked. 

"Not exactly." I replied, "but this isn't the time or place to talk about it. Is there somewhere we can talk about it later?" When she hesitated, I realized that I needed to get her to some neutral territory. "You can choose the spot and the time, Danni, just don't make it where we can be overheard."

"We can't meet at my place," she announced. "Old lady Carmichael has her ear against my wall more often than not. You might as well broadcast anything we say on the BBC." 

I laughed, grateful that she still had her sense of humor, something I really had missed. "You can come to my place, or we can go to a park somewhere, or something like that."

"I'd like to come to your place but..."

"Danni, I'm not going to rape your or anything like that but I do have some information you might want and maybe some answers to questions I know you have. We can leave the door open if you want, or go sit in the garden. The flowers are getting so beautiful now. When would you like to get together?"

"Tonight," she replied, surprising me. "I'll pick up some Chinese if that's all right?"

"That's great. Would you prefer iced tea, or wine, or what?"

"Iced tea would be great, with lots of ice. This heat is making my head hurt."

"Iced tea it is. Whenever you get there. I'm just going to be working on a project I took on so just come on in and yell. I'll probably be in the living room where it's the coolest."

When I stood up to return to work, she walked along with me and suddenly pulled me around the corner of the deli, into a sheltered area used for unloading, where she took me in her arms and hugged me.'Thank you, Samantha. I've missed you so much."

I put a soft kiss on her cheek. "I'm back, Danni." I replied.

After work, I picked up some flowers for the house and some for her, and a card that simply said, "I've missed your friendship." When I got home, I lit some candles in the bedroom and bathroom, and spread some rose petals around the tub. The beautiful tangerine colored carnations were placed in a vase on my dresser, and the mixed colors were put in a lovely ivory vase on the entertainment center. Once I was sure that my house was in order, I spread out the contents of the folders on the kitchen table and poured my self some wine. 

About an hour later, I was making some notes about some of the prospects that I wanted to discuss with the women on the training team when I heard her footsteps on the porch. "Showtime," I whispered to myself.

"You're home is lovely, Samantha," I heard her say, as she came into the kitchen. "I've got some Chinese. Just an assortment because I didn't know what you liked."

I got up and went to embrace her, kissing her on her cheek. "I got you something," I said, as I got the flowers from the counter. I handed her the card first and I thought sure she was going to cry but she didn't, at least I didn't see her if she did. When I handed her the flowers, I kissed her again."Nothing special, honey, just something to say I'm glad we're speaking to each other again."

"They're beautiful, Samantha, and thank you."

We spread out the food on the table, then sat down across from each other. After chatting about things at the office and people we both knew, laughing and enjoying each other's company, I put my fork down and gazed over at her. 

"Dani, I haven't been totally up front with you because I was afraid you'd turn away from me again and I'd never have you for a friend, and that means so much to me."

"What do you mean?" She asked. 

"Dani, you know me about as well as anyone and you know I don't lie or play games so I have to tell you something. First of all, though, I need you to promise that you won't run away without giving me the chance to explain everything to you."

"I won't do that, Sam. I've done all the running I'm going to do when it comes to you. If something upsets me, I promise, we'll talk about it."

"I can't ask for more than that, Dani, and thanks for trusting me that much."

"So what haven't you been up front about?" she asked, leaning back to look me dead in the eyes. 

"Dani, not too long after our little fiasco, I was contacted by an organization; an organization that also contacted you. I thought at first you had given them my name, but I know better now. I think you may feel that I gave them your name, but I didn't. Someone that knows us both suggested our names."

She got slightly pale and I noticed that she began nervously twisting a napkin in her fingers. 

"How do you know all this, Samantha?"

"Dani, you went to your orientation but you used your safe word to opt out. I didn't. I went through with mine and became a member. When I found out what had happened, I wanted to find out your side of what happened and why you used your safe word. I'm part of a team of women who are trying to learn why some women refuse the invitation and why others refuse to continue at some point. It's important to us to hear it from you, and to tell you absolute truth, honey, I'm hoping I can help you get past that. I'd love it if you became a member but I won't push you or pressure you in any what whatsoever."

When it was obvious that she needed some time to think, I got up and went to the refrigerator to get some more iced tea for us, using that as an excuse to get behind her. I re-filled her glass and sat the pitcher close to her chair. Running my fingers through her hair, I stood far enough back so I didn't appear to be threatening in any way.

"I just want to tell you more about the organization and why membership is so wonderful. Then I want you to tell me what we did that upset you. I'll send a report back to Laurie and Wendy, who are the group managers, suggesting ways that we might avoid chasing candidates like you away."

Her head was turned slightly to the side so I could work my fingers through her long, soft hair. 

'It's a long story," she mumbled, not resisting my long, smooth strokes, even when I brushed over her neck and ears. 

"I've got all the time in the world, Dani, and it's important to me. I'm going to tell something though, that you might not like. I have pictures of your orientation and I'd like to ask you about one of them if you'll let me."

"Oh my god, Samantha. How? I mean...oh my god. Who else has them?" 

"No one but the management office," I assured her. "They were provided to me as a member of the team when I asked to be your liaison. It helps me to understand what happened better. I've already seen you naked, Dani. It's no big deal."

"I know but..."

"It's all right," I assured her." Your privacy is completely respected, I promise."

For a few minutes, she went silent and I thought I'd blown it by moving too fast or too far."

"Can I see them?" she asked, "or is that against some kind of rule?"

"Honey, they are pictures of you, why wouldn't I allow you to see them? I have to warn you though, they are quite graphic. Do you still want to see them?"

She nodded and I reached for her folder. I watched as she moved through them, her hand going to her mouth in shock on a couple of them.

"I didn't know they were taking pictures...especially pictures like that."

"If you complete the orientation, they send you the complete file."

"Did you, I mean...do you...?"

"If you are asking if I have mine, I do and you can see some of them but the ones taken after the point of your refusal are private and confidential and I can explain later why that is."

"I think I know," she replied. "So if I decide to go back, I don't know what else happens. That's what it is, isn't it?"

I nodded. "That's part of it, Dani." 

She laid the pictures down and closed the file, folding her hands on top of it. "I've got so many questions," she finally said. 

"And I have all the answers or I can get them for you," I replied. 

For the next hour, I answered question after question about the membership, why I joined, what I got from it, what her options were, etc.. The same questions I had asked Melissa when we met. 

Then we walked through her orientation and why she refused to continue, and as I suspected, she just got scared, pure and simple. "When they put the restraints on me, I kind of panicked. I just felt so helpless all of a sudden."

"Dani, is it because of something that happened to you before?"

She nodded and once again, the tears appeared. "I can't talk about it, Sam," she replied.

"You don't have to, Dani. I think I know exactly what you mean," I replied. 

"How could you?" she asked. "If you've never been forced to submit to it."

"I haven't but I know others that have and their stories just sent chills down my spine. Were you raped then?"

She nodded but didn't reply. 

"I'm sorry, Danni, I really am. It did frighten me because I didn't expect it, but I can see where it would be much worse for you. We need to consider that in our plans and our research. If you would allow it, I'd like to discuss the problem with the managers to see if we can get around that."

"Why did you go the first time, Samantha?" she asked. " think I was just so happy to find someone that I didn't have to hide from or lie to, and hopefully, somewhere to meet other like-minded women other than the clubs or stuff like that."

"I think I'd like that too," she replied, reaching up to take my hands in hers. 'I tried to convince myself that it was just a phase, but it didn't work. It frightened me though. I mean what if my family found out, or the people I work with?"

"No one will ever know from this group, Dani. I'm not saying that people won't suspect, because they do, whether you are or not. Some people have nothing more to do than spread stories but that's all they can do. I'm sure they say things about me already because I won't date anyone from the office. Not that I would anyway." 

"I'll think about it?" she promised, but I had to get her to get past that point. 

"Dani, I have an idea. What if I were there with you, standing right next to you? What if I were able to whisper to you when you were frightened or nervous? Would you try again for me?"

"Will they let you do that" she asked.

"I'm sure they will. You'll be fine anyway, but I'd be honored if you would let me be there for you."

She got up and went to gaze out the window onto the flower gardens behind the house. "The gardens are beautiful, Samantha. I can see why you like it here." 

I walked up behind her and wrapped her in my arms. She put her arms on top of mine and pressed into me. My heart began to beat faster as her heat spread over my breasts and body.

"Dani, you don't have to be frightened." I said, kissing her hair. 

"Will you teach me?" she asked, and my heart almost jumped with joy. This prospect was going to be much easier than I suspected.

"Slowly, tenderly, and gently," I replied.

"Can you give me some idea of what might make me refuse again? I don't want to be embarrassed or anything."

"Let's take it one step at a time," I replied, turning her to take her into my arms. I stared into the gray-green eyes and smiled. "Let's get out from in front of the window."




New Horizons Ch. 07



She allowed me to lead her into the bedroom and the sight of the flowers and the fragrance of the candles had a soothing affect on her. I didn't turn the lights on, hoping that she would be less resistant in the ambiance of candle light. 

We stopped just inside the room and came into each other's arms, our lips coming together so sweetly and softly at first, and then more insistent as she began to mewl into my lips. 

"We'll go through the orientation," I offered. "You'll have to imagine the restraints though because I don't have any." 

"That's all right," she replied. "If you're going to be there, I won't be so nervous."

When I began to undress, she looked confused.. "I want this to be realistic and the women in the ceremony all have to be naked," I explained. Getting a blindfold from my dresser drawer, I stepped over to her. 

"Did it bother you when they put the blindfold on you?" I asked.. She shook her head as I began to slip it over her head. "How about when they began to strip you?" I asked, as I began to unbutton her blouse. At first, she shook her head, but then I felt a quiver move over her body. 

"It bothered me for a few seconds," she admitted, "but I took some deep breaths and nodded so they could continue." When her blouse fell, my heart began beating faster. I was so close to what I desired and needed her so badly.

I began to caress her just as the women had done to me. She began to mewl softly and then I stopped. I waited a few seconds to give her a chance to change her mind, then I removed her bra, allowing those wonderful globes to fall into my hands. I began kissing her all over her shoulders, chest, back, arms and neck, fueled by the moans I was hearing. When my lips first touched her breasts, I felt her tremble but she didn't offer to reject me so I continued, not making contact with her nipples at all.

She seemed to handle it well when I removed her skirt, but when I lowered her to the bed, I felt her body tense before she finally relaxed. I spread her arms and legs just as they would be at the orientation, and she played along, leaving them where I put them. Then I stood for a second, studying that tiny pink pussy of hers. I knew she wasn't a virgin but you'd never know it from the looks of that pussy. 

I knew that I couldn't recreate the roles of all six women but I wanted to give her a sampling so I began by kissing her face, neck and ears, then working my way down to her breasts. Her hands were full of my sheets as I began slowly laving my tongue over and under her breasts, while my fingers roamed over her stomach and down to her mons. I knew by her moans that she wasn't going to stop me any time soon as I sucked her nipple into my mouth for the first time. She gasped.and groaned loudly and my pussy began to moisten even more. 

I denied myself so much in my concern about her mental state. I wanted to chew on those hard nipples, not just suck on them and lick them. I wanted to tug on them until she screamed with pleasure, but I settled for what I knew she would experience in her orientation. 

I know she wanted to dig her hands into my hair, but she kept them where I put them, still clutching at the sheets. Though her feet remained where I put them, her hips had not, thrusting into my fingers that wandered around her thighs and mons without making any penetration until at last, I gave myself permission to possess her. With the tips of my fingers, I worked through her slit and under the soft pink petals that were swollen with desire, then began slowly going deeper and deeper and deeper until my knuckles were between those same lips and my fingertips were moving around inside her wet pussy. She was cursing and moaning. I had forgotten to remind her that she wasn't allowed to speak. No matter, those words were what was making my pussy so wet. 

Using my fingers as ramrods, I drove into her until her thighs began to twitch and her stomach muscles flexed in the dance so familiar to me. When she peaked, she cried out, driving her body into my fingers over and over until it passed. It was time for me to get my reward. Getting between her thighs with my head, I began licking away the cum and other fluids she had given me. Lapping at her hungrily, I probed into her lips with my tongue, repeatedly jabbing at her clit while my fingers toyed with it from above. Oh, the beautiful sounds she was making as she once again approached her peak and I was there once again to lap up every drop. 

I allowed her to slowly calm, then I went to stand next to her. "Dani, the next thing you will experience in the orientation is the taste of one or more women. Do you want me to give you that now? "

"Yes," she replied. I had been waiting for this and now I was to feel her lips and tongue on my hot lips and clit.

Crawling over her body, I lowered my pussy to just above her lips, allowing the fragrance of fresh pussy to waft over her face. When her tongue contacted my pussy, I wanted to cry with joy. What she lacked in experience, she more than made up for in effort. She sucked on my lips, licked at my slit, dove for my clit, sucking it into her mouth, then lapped at it so fast I almost screamed. I had been so aroused that she quickly brought me to not one but two hard orgasms without letting go of the sheets. I knew she was going to fly through her orientation but then, as I climbed off of her face, I remembered the anal penetration. How could I prepare her for that without frightening her away? 

"Dani, you're doing fine." I advised her, slowly trailing my fingers over her and wanting to take her completely but knowing I had to restrain myself. Hopefully, there would be more opportunities in the future. 

"Is that all?" she asked. 

"No, honey, not all," I replied. "I'm just trying to find a way to prepare you for the rest without violating any rules."

"Samantha, I know you're trying to make this easy for me but I need to know. I can't stand going through all of this only to change my mind at the last minute. I won't do it again if I do and we both know it."

"I know," I agreed. 

"Is it painful?" she asked, and I could hear the stress in her voice as it quivered. She was nibbling on her lips as well. 

"Dani, there is some pain at times, but is replaced by pleasure. Do you remember when you lost your virginity? It's something like that but a little more painful at the beginning. Then it becomes pleasurable." 

"When I lost my virginity, it hurt like hell because he didn't know what he was doing and I had a thick hymen. I kept waiting for it to be what everyone told me it would be but it never became something I wanted. It burned and he was in such a hurry, he came right away and as soon as it was over, he left. I never talked to him again."

I smiled, remembering my first man. It hadn't been much better than her experience though. "It's not that bad, Danni, but I'd be lying if I didn't tell you that it does hurt some."

She laid there for a few seconds, allowing my fingers to work their magic on her nipples as she pondered her next statement. 

"I think I'd rather have you do it to me the first time. Can you, without getting in trouble?"

I thought for a second, then made a decision. "I can't duplicate what you will experience, Dani. For one thing, I don't have the equipment that they have, and for another thing, I think I'd be violating my confidences if I did. What I can do is to let you experience a small sample of it so you can experience the feeling without the pain. Is that all right?"

"I'd like that, Samantha. Would you just take it slow though? I'm such a big chicken."

I laughed and bent to kiss her. "No you're not, Dani. You just needed someone to hold your hand and promise to be there."

For a few minutes, I contemplated how I should proceed until she reminded me she was waiting. 

"I'm trying to decide how to do this, Dani. I don't have any way to duplicate any of what they do. Let me think for a minute or two."

The dildo I would preferred to use was in the trunk of my car, in a bag I'd started carrying for whatever opportunity might arise. Searching through my old toys, I found a medium thickness vibrator of about nine inch length. It was cock shaped but there were ridges down the sides of it and I wondered if it might irritate rather than pleasure her. 

"I'm going to use something I have available, Dani. If it irritates you or if it is very uncomfortable, let me know and we'll have to think of something else."

She nodded but I noticed she was still chewing her lip. "I guess I'll just have to have you get up on your hands and knees."

As soon as I said it, I saw the panic flush over her face. "Do we really have to do that, Samantha?" she asked. 

"It's part of the orientation, Dani, but I promise to be very gentle and go slow."

She moved to the middle of the bed, with her feet over the end. I gave her some pillows and once she arranged them the way she wanted them, I spread her knees wide and gazed at her virgin anus. I couldn't deny that I was hungrily wanting to do this. After liberally applying a coating of lube to the vibrator, I drizzled some into my hands to warm it, then began working into her crease and over her beautiful pink anus. She tensed, but didn't say anything and it wasn't until I moved a finger tip into her that she displayed any second thoughts. 

"Samantha," she cautioned. 

"Just a little more lube to make it more comfortable Dani," I replied, as I moved my finger into her, applying lube to her anus and rectum with my finger. As I did so, I moved my finger around in her to try to open her up a bit more before introducing the second finger. 

"Ow, oh shit, Samantha," she cried as the second finger slipped in. Pumping both fingers into her slowly, I added more lube and moved them around inside her rectum. 

"Ok now, Dani. You need to relax completely. You'll feel a bit of pain for a few seconds but that's all. It helps if you push back, kind of like you're passing a....well, you know."

She didn't replay and I waited for a few seconds as I stroked her back and hips tenderly to help her relax. Spreading her cheeks wide, I moved the vibrator over her anus a few times to let her get the feel of it and when she once again seemed to relax, I forced the tip of it into her. 

"Oh fuck," she cried as it slid past her sphincter and once again as it moved past the inner muscles but then she settled down as I began moving it deeper and deeper with each short stroke until it was buried in her rectum. I left it there for her body to accept, then I began slowly, adding just a bit of speed to each long stroke. I was wishing I had a strap-on but I'd never bought one. I'd had no reason to, but as I continued fucking her virgin ass, I decided that it was the next thing I was going to purchase.

When she began pushing into the vibrator, I began going faster and deeper until she was verbalizing her first ever oncoming anal orgasm. It hit her hard as I rammed the vibrator deep and left it there while I forced two fingers into her pussy and began driving into her. The orgasm seemed to go on forever and I finally pulled my fingers out and began rubbing her back and shoulders to help settle the spasms. 

When she had calmed, I climbed onto the bed next to her to take her in my arms, kissing her tears away and telling her she was beautiful, which was the absolute truth. We held each other close, stroking over each other's bodies as she drifted off to sleep. For a while, I just lay quietly, watching the rise and fall of her breasts as she slept and then I too dozed off, happy in the knowledge that I'd passed my first test, regained her friendship, and at last tasted her on my tongue, heard her in orgasm and knew we were just beginning a new level of affection for one another. 

By the time I began to slip off to sleep, I knew that I was entering a new level of pleasure and maybe more. There wasn't a doubt in my mind that I was ready for it.



New Horizons Ch. 08



Chapter 8, Training Team

To my readers: This chapter starts slowly but is necessary to set up future chapters. Thanks for staying with me. 

When Jillian called me the day after orientation, I knew that training or whatever it wound up being, was about to begin, and I also knew I'd made a wise decision to skip orientation. She proposed a meeting to discuss the lists and information I'd been given.. After discussing several dates, we agreed on the following Tuesday at one of the smaller meeting places. I took down the location, noting that I was familiar with the area, having a close friend that lived nearby. The office complex was one of three that were destined to be demolished for construction of a new hospital and research center. Nearly all of the tenants had relocated already and the others were in the process of doing so. 

"Just casual, Samantha. Jeans, or whatever. I'll be sure to have some snacks and refreshments. I think Beth is bringing some other training materials so we'll be busy."

Oh, I had no doubt of that, remembering the lust in the women's eyes when last we'd met.

When I opened my calendar on the computer, I was glad that I had begun keeping good records right from the start. Beth had been the one to advise that in one of her early conversations after the meeting with Laurie and Wendy. I took great care to pace myself, hoping I would neither burn out, or get so busy that I would miss events, such as chapter meetings. 

After a lot of thought, I decided to wear a pair of shorts and a pullover top, and at the last minute, a bra and panties. My hopes were high of seeing the other women naked but I had no way to know and didn't want to seem like a slut or something.

As I entered the offices, I heard bright laugher coming from the rear of the suite and headed toward it. Putting on my brightest smile, I stepped into the room to be greeted by two of the women I wanted to know so much better. Heather was no where to be seen. Disappointed, but at the same time thrilled, I stepped over to exchange greeting hugs and kisses from Beth and Jillian.

Beth wore a pair of old jeans and a button up shirt while Jillian had echoed my feelings and wore shorts and a pullover. "Looks like we planned it, doesn't it?" she asked, turning so I could see her outfit, and that hot ass I wanted to play with. 

"Have you made any contacts yet?" Beth inquired. 

"I guess you could say that," I replied, proceeding to detail my session with Dani. Before I was even done, the scent of arousal was strong and they were both in the final stages of orgasm. It was precious, watching them trying to be discrete, even when it wasn't necessary. 

Without realizing it, I too began feeling the pressure of an oncoming orgasm and I welcomed it. When we calmed, we went into the bathroom and cleaned ourselves up, chuckling at how easy it had been to get us going. 

Sipping on iced tea, we gathered our thoughts together to try to accomplish the real reason for our meeting. 

"I'm happy for you, Samantha," Beth reported. "I know her membership was a personal goal of yours and you accomplished a major breakthrough there. Of course you can be there and it's sweet of you to want to. Did you warn her about the size of the strap-on?"

"No," I replied. "I was afraid I revealed too much as it was."

"I don't think so," Jillian commented. "She might have backed out if you hadn't prepared her that well. I think you have to kind of go with your gut sometimes. You knew what you needed to do to get her past everything and knowing that you'll be there with her makes a big difference. I think you did a great job."

"Thanks," I replied. "I'm so happy we're friends again too."

"I think this is going to work out fine," Beth added. "I'm not surprised that you made the first step alone. Remember what you did to Allyssa. She does, I promise."

I laughed and felt my face flush. That wasn't one of my shining moments in my book 

"Well," Beth continued, "I think you have the general idea and maybe we can offer some suggestions of different ways to go about it. That's why we're called the training team."

I laughed and nodded. "That's what I was hoping. There were a couple of other prospects I wanted to work on too and maybe you can help me with those as well."

"Good. Well, you've obviously been giving it some thought," Jillian observed "To be honest with you, Samantha, we've never had a designated individual to do this for us before. We've sort of left that up to the one that originally nominated them, but we haven't been getting a very high percentage of returning candidates so we thought that with that body, we might have a better chance."

"I can think of several bodies that are better than mine," I replied, "and I haven't seen yours yet so I might add some more to the list."

Jillian laughed and went to get us some beverages. 

"It's not just the body," Beth continued, "it's the attitude, the willingness to try new things, experience new ideas, and things like that. Your handling of your test with Allyssa was outstanding and far and away the best we've ever seen. Most women just ignore her until she almost rapes them. You were quick to see an opportunity and you took a chance. That's what this is all about, Samantha. Taking a chance on a candidate and knowing when an opportunity presents itself and then the timing of your presentation. I've seen that as a natural thing with you and that's why I suggested you for this very important job." 

"Pay sucks, but the benefits might be worth it," Jillian commented as she returned with our drinks. 

"You do realize that this is a voluntary assignment and there is no pay involved," Beth quickly added. 

"Oh, I expected that." I replied. "As Jillian so aptly put it, I'm in it for the benefits."

We spent the next half hour going over such things as chapter and group membership limitations, and retention data, which was quite impressive. We discussed nomination procedures, and the type of candidates that were desired as well as the ones less desirable. The entire screening procedure was discussed and I almost wondered at how I was approved. I asked about the bondage groups and was told that while there were four chapters, bondage was not encouraged, and was strictly controlled.

"I'm glad we discussed that, just in case I meet someone who is interested in it. I thought about it once but I think I'll just stay with the group I'm with now. They do use some of the bondage techniques but it isn't their focus from what I've seen so far."

"No," Jillian agreed, "and it's a good group. I used to be in that chapter before I got so involved with the overall operations. Cricket is a great advisor and you'll find her to be a good friend as well. By the way, I heard about your adventures with Justine."

I flushed at the reminder. "I'm not sure I wanted to hear that."

They both laughed. "Samantha, you're a legend. Justine is so tall and imposing that no one has ever challenged her that way. She was absolutely thrilled and won't stop talking about it. Your last chapter meeting made me wish I was still a member of the chapter."

"Speaking of chapters," Beth said, "we try not to put a new member into the chapter of the person that recommended them. They have the right to request it, and sometimes it works out well but it can have serious ramifications on the other members so try to avoid it if you can."

"I have no idea who recommended me," I reported."I'd love to thank them."

"She's carefully avoided meetings where you've been for a while. You'll see her soon though. By the way, she is extremely proud of you and was thrilled when you accepted this position. She just wanted to wait for the right time and circumstance to let you know. She's suggested several nominees but I'll let her discuss that with you."

"Is there a specific approach I'm to take with prospects?" I wondered.

"That's your decision, Samantha," Beth replied. "Every candidate is different. I'd study every bio carefully and look at the photos as well as the follow up reports to see at what point they refused to continue. The better you know your candidate, the more apt you are to get them back. I've even followed a candidate for a short time on several occasions just to get to know them better. Just be sure that you are never confrontational. You have to be accepted as a friend and non-threatening at all times. I've got some suggested meeting places for you similar to the one that Melissa uses, and all expenses you incur within reason at a restaurant or whatever, will be reimbursed. I use a separate credit card for that to make it simpler. When you met Melissa she took several minutes to study you for signs of nervousness or fear. Know your candidates mental state and you'll have a better success rate."

"What about prospects that refused the anal penetration?"

"That's a tough situation, but don't lose a prospect because of it. I like the way you handled that with Dani. Do whatever you can to get them to accept it, because it is a sign of their willingness to try new things, and try to calm their fears. You've been there and experienced it for the first time at your orientation. I know you didn't really want it done to you but you accepted it. That's the big thing...acceptance of new and perhaps less than ideal experiences. If a prospect vehemently objects for whatever reason, we can waive that part of the ceremony, but it means that everything else becomes more important. The candidate committee may reject a prospect if they know so keep that in mind. We only have a few chapter openings left, thirty-eight, to be exact. Our maximum membership limit is two hundred, at least until further notice."

"You say two hundred for a maximum yet I haven't seen more then forty or so at the orientations." I observed. 

"There's a good reason for that, Samantha. We only have so much room at the orientation sites so we have to restrict attendance. No one attends all the sessions though. It would burn you out."

"I'm close to that already," I agreed. "I'm not complaining though. It was rough last month because of the two orientations and a special chapter meeting. Maybe I'll slow down now."

"Or not." Jillian warned. "You may find that this new position puts a lot of stress on you and if it does, you just have to slow down. There are no deadlines or anything so watch yourself and don't be afraid to back off."

"Why don't we do some roll playing, Beth. That might give her some ideas and give us a better idea of what we need to focus on."

"Let's pick a candidate that is on the top of your list and see what we can come up with."

"Well, there is this one that kind of intrigues me. She hesitated when she got the invitation and replied that maybe she might be interested but never replied to follow ups. I'd like to meet with her and try to find out what is holding her back. She's been a lesbian for a while so it's not the stigma that holds her back. Unless she has a new lover who doesn't want her to be involved and that's possible. Maybe I can get them both to apply;

"Just remember, Samantha, that they wouldn't both be in the same chapter. It just causes too much friction," Beth reminded me.

"Unless," Jillian mused, her brows knitted beautifully. "Unless we do what we were talking about trying with chapter eleven Beth. Remember, we thought about changing that to a couples chapter when it almost fell apart a few months ago? They only have a few members right now, I think two or three so it wouldn't be all that hard if we wanted to try it. Let's just keep that possibility in mind and discuss it with Laurie and Wendy. By the way, Samantha, Laurie said to remind you that we will be having monthly meetings to go over everything." 

I groaned and put my head back, trying to figure out how I'd fit them in to my schedule but I most definitely would find a way.

"Ok, back to our candidate," Beth said. "You will need to get her past the "maybe" and on to "I"ll try it again". Jillian, what do you think about using the pool area at the Windward?"

"Windward?" I asked. "What's the Windward?" 

"It used to be a motel, Samantha, before we took it over. We're presently doing a complete renovation and eventually it will be one of our special events sites. For right now though, the pool and snack bar are open to special members only." 

"Tell me more," I requested, trying to visualize the set-up.

"Well," Beth began, as she began pacing the floor. "We can use some of the members as shills, for lack of a better name. You'd invite her to join you at the pool. While the two of you talked, the members could begin shedding their suits and swimming nude, maybe even taking part in some playful activities designed to enhance the ambiance. Let's try some roll playing so you can see what I mean"

We moved furniture around so that chairs sat around the round table, and another chair was placed on the opposite side of the room. 

"Samantha, you take the roll of the candidate, and I'll take your roll. Jillian will be on the opposite side of our imaginary pool, setting up a tease." 

Beth sorted through her literature, placing several items in a folder, then placing it on the table in front of the chair she would occupy, which forced me to sit on the side of the table with the best view of the pool and Jillian's act. 

Beth had me seated as she came into the scene, smiling and extending her hand. 

"Hello, Julie, I'm glad you made it. Did you have any problems finding the place?"

"No, not at all. Your directions were quite precise. I thought I would have a problem getting past the security gate, but she waved me right on in."

Beth laughed as she released my hand. "I made sure that your pass was there with your photo on it. I was inside, touring the renovation work. It's going to be a great facility when it's done. Did you wear your suit? "

"I almost didn't but it's such a beautiful day and the pool idea was so inviting. Did you wear yours?"

"I never wear one," she replied. "That's one of the nice things about this place. The fences and trees completely shield the pool from any possible voyeurs. I come over here as often as I can, and so do a lot of the other members. You're one of the first non-members to see the place."

"I have to say, it's very beautiful from what I can see so far. When are they planning on completion?"

Hopefully in time for us to have a grand opening before the weather starts to change. We have a similar pool inside but it isn't ready yet."

"So what did you want to talk to me about? I know you said you had some information and some questions."

She got up to walk around behind me, placing a piece of paper in front of me. "Well, for one thing," she began, "according to your candidate profile, you wanted to become a member of "Totally Woman, " but you never returned any of our inquiries or replied to our attempts to follow through with you. I guess I'd like to know what we aren't doing that we should be doing. 

"I'm not sure," I replied. "I mean, it sounded so good at first, the chance to be with like-minded women in a safe and secure setting appealed to me,.but I have to admit that I'm a pretty shy person, quite private if you know what I mean."

"I do know what you mean and that's one of the wonderful things about Totally Woman. There are so many events and chapter meetings, but you aren't obligated to do anything at all. It's all about opportunity. The opportunity to enjoy our lifestyle without any stigma whatsoever. You don't have to keep looking around to see if anyone is watching you, or sneaking around to make sure no one sees where your going. It is a relaxing, comforting feeling. 

"I like the sound of that," I replied. "but I heard that the sex is pretty intense."

"Oh it can be," she admitted, "but it doesn't have to be. That's just it. You choose your level of intensity. For that matter, you are perfectly free to just watch the others and masturbate your brains out if that's your choice."

I laughed at her wording. "Is it expensive?"

"Not at all. In fact, it's free. We do accept donations to the trust fund and things like that to help keep our group going but we are well funded. The only cost to you might be some special outfit you decide to wear for a certain event but that's up to you. The chapter meetings are completely casual and the orientation meetings are whatever you want to wear, although the mode of dress gets a bit interesting at times." "Am I required to attend all the meetings?"

"Not at all. I don't know of anyone who does, to tell you the truth."

"You keep mentioning my orientation. What is that, some kind of initiation or something?"

"Something like that. Is there anything in particular you want to know about it?"

"What is it and what do I have to do? Like I say, I'm a private person and quite shy most of the time."

"Julie, I can assure you most of us fit that description when we went through orientation. To be honest, it is set up to see how open you are to new sensations, new ideas, and new activities. Does that help you?"

"I'm not sure. I think so, but I don't know what else I'd have to go through."

"You are blindfolded, caressed and kissed as you are stripped. Then you are placed on a bed where your feet and hands are restrained. After that, you would have sex with several women, oral and finger-play, and they would have sex with you. There would be the use of a dildo at some point as well. The sex would be tender, loving and very sensual."

"Is that all?"

"There is also a point where you are placed on a special table on your stomach. You are once again restrained and a strap-on is used for anal penetration. It is done very carefully and only after you are well prepared and lubricated. Your cheeks are spread to minimize the discomfort and the penetration is very slow, and very tenderly performed."

"Uh, I don't know about that. No one has ever even put a finger in there but the doctor and that was just one time. Is that absolutely necessary?"

"Well, there are circumstances when waivers have been granted, Julie, but it is important since it shows your willingness to accept new experiences and an open minded attitude."

"I don't know." I replied, showing some hesitation. 

"Let's forget about that for a few minutes to let you think about it," she said. "I'll go get some refreshments. Do you prefer a soda or iced tea?" 

"Tea please," I replied, then watched in surprise as she actually went to get some refreshments. In the meantime, the sound of a chair being moved drew my attention to where Jillian was preparing to go in the pool. She slowly stripped off each item of clothing, until she was totally naked. I studied her firm C cup breasts, the light cinnamon colored aureola, and the darker, and very erect nipples. Lifting her breasts in her hands, she molded and kneaded them in her hands, then began toying with the nipples, tugging and twisting them. Even from that distance, I could hear her sounds of arousal and found my body begin to respond in kind. She was clean shaven, and her very inviting slit was quite visible, especially when she ran her hands down her legs and moved up over her thighs to press into her sex as she spread her legs. She leaned over the chair to give me a good view of her fingers moving into her sex as her ass swayed so beautifully. If I'd ever doubted that I wanted her, the doubts were forever gone. 

I didn't hear Beth when she returned, setting our drinks on the table, then moving around behind me to run her fingers through my hair as she caressed my neck and face. "Isn't she beautiful?" she asked. "I could sit and watch her for hours."

"I can see why," I replied, not entirely in character. I was now enthralled by the young beauty that was posing and fondling herself in plain view of my hungry eyes. 




New Horizons Ch. 08



"You know, Julie, one of the benefits of membership is that you not only get to see beautiful women stark naked, you get to make love to them and have them make love to you in so many ways."

Slipping back into character, at least for the moment, I mumbled something about not knowing if I wanted that or not. 

"The thing is, Julie, that you don't have to. The advantage of membership is opportunity. You can just watch women making love or masturbating for your pleasure, or you can participate and feel the pleasure for yourself. No one even notices if you put your fingers in yourself to masturbate. No one even notices if you are naked when you do that. If a member makes advances on you, you don't have to accept. If you do accept, and the member starts to do something you don't want, you can refuse. It's the freedom to participate or not that makes membership so valuable."

Slipping hand down to roam over my bare thigh, she leaned in to whisper softly, "Are you wet, Julie?"

"Yesssss." I hissed, trying not to rip off my own clothes, but then I noticed that my fingers were moving over my breasts and my panties were soaked beyond description. 

Her hands moved to cup my breasts and I leaned into her and moaned. 

"Would you be offended if I removed your shirt, Julie?" she asked.

I shook my head as she began to pull my shirt over my head, and leaned forward as she removed my bra. 

"No, wait," I said, throwing my arms over my bare breasts. "I can't do this. Someone might see us."

"No one can see us, Julie, and if they do, they are other members who are probably just as naked as our friend over there. We all swim naked here."

I allowed my arms to drop as she leaned in to begin gently fondling my breasts. I knew that if I could get Julie this far, I had a good chance of accomplishing my goal. I no longer even pretended to resist as she lifted, fondled, caressed and squeezed my breasts, then focused on my nipples. 

"Isn't that an amazing feeling, Dani. The cool air blowing over bare flesh, while your body begins to beg for more. Shall we remove the shorts now?"

I stood and allowed her to remove my shorts, then slide my panties to the ground. "I've never done anything like this," I commented, remembering that we were roll playing. 

"It's all right, Julie. No one even notices what we do here. Look at how Jillian is masturbating just for you.":

Jillian had pulled the chair round and now had her legs elevated and spread as her fingers pumped into her. Moaning loudly, and thrusting her hips into the fingers, she was rapidly approaching an orgasm. 

When Beth's fingers moved over the cheeks of my ass and around my hips, I mewled softly. I wanted to duplicate Jillian's activity but forced myself to continue Julie's roll. Her fingers moved down to cup my wet sex and I moved my feet apart for her as a fingertip slipped through the soft lips, separating them, opening them for further exploration.

"Listen to Jillian, Julie,. She's close to an orgasm. See how she is fucking her fingers now? Can you feel how close you are, Julie?" she asked, as her fingers began fucking into me.

"Oh god yes," I replied. 

"Bend over and watch Jillian come, Julie. I'll show you how good it feels when someone else makes you come."

I bent forward, and kept my legs spread as she entered me from behind, pumping into me with two or three fingers, while her thumb rubbed over my anus. 

"Oh fuck," I cried, as my orgasm began building. "Don't stop."

"I won't," she promised, as her thumb was pushed into me, pumping in and out until she had it coated with my juices. "Doesn't this feel good? She asked, as she rubbed the juices into my anus without penetrating. 

"'Yessss, ".I hissed, just as her thumb entered me. "Oh my god," I cried. 

"See, Julie, that's not so bad is it?"

"No," I stammered as my orgasm began taking control. She pumped into me with fingers in my pussy and her thumb in my ass as my body shuddered and my legs shook into her hand. Pulling her fingers from me, she palmed my sex and rubbed into my clit, keeping my orgasm at its peak for what seemed like hours. When I began to calm, she lowered me to my chair again. 

"How are you doing, Julie?" she asked, coming around to kneel in front of me, gazing into my eyes. 

"Ummmmm," I hummed. "Weak."

I hadn't noticed Jillian walking toward us until she bent to kiss me as Beth passed me my glass of tea. 

"Do you think that might work " Jillian asked.

"It sure worked for me," I replied, smiling up at her. Now that I could see her body up close I was even more sure I would possess it and the sooner the better. The moist drops still clung to her pussy lips and reached over to collect them on my fingers, putting them into my mouth to slurp noisily on them, drawing out every drop of her sweet cum. 

I got up and asked directions to the ladies room where I drained my bladder and cleaned myself up a bit before returning to the training. . 

"I think I'd like to try another scenario," I stated. I knew that they weren't fooled by my act, but they still played along with me. 

"What did you have in mind?" Beth inquired.

"Well, I like the idea of using this location and I think the plan we just used will work fine to get her naked, and perhaps even more. I'll have to learn more about the Windward before I do it though. Can I visit it first?"

"Of course," Beth replied." I think we should make a point of taking a swim next week. What do you think Jillian?"

'It's the perfect setting," she agreed. 

"There is another prospect that I am thinking about and I've got an idea about how to overcome her objections by using that facility if it's available to me." I said. 

Slipping my shorts and shirt back on, I faced them. "Jillian, I need your help." I turned her away from Beth to whisper something to her. She smiled and nodded, the whispered her reply. "That will work" I agreed. "Just take them with you and put them near somewhere near the edge of our "pool."

She went into the snack bar area and I went back to Beth. "Beth, you're going to be Brandy Granscombe."

"Brandy?" Beth asked, raising a brow. "I remember her. Beautiful girl but she had so many reservations. We had to calm her down several times and when she realized that anal penetration was next, she was in a panic. What makes you think you can win her over?"

"I'll show you," I replied, as she took the seat I had just vacated. 

"Hi Brandy. So good of you to meet with me."

"I don't understand why you wanted to talk to me. It was all a big mistake."

"What was a mistake, Brandy?"

"Everything. I don't know what made me think I wanted that but I don't. I still shudder when I think about that night."

"I'm not here to argue with you, Brandy. I just want the opportunity to address your reservations and ask you to help us to know why you reacted the way you did. It just makes us better at our jobs and it might help another candidate later. Is that all right?"

"I guess," she replied.

I went over and took a sip of tea, offering her one as well that Jillian had brought back with her on the way to the other end of the room.

"Good lord, it's so hot today. I wish the pool inside was finished. It would probably be more comfortable. Do you tan, Brandy?"

"Sure. I think most women do. Don't you?"

"Absolutely. Do you tan in the nude?"

"When I can," she replied. "There aren't a lot of places where you can do that any more. My folks have a farm about 25 miles from here and I can tan up there behind the barn. No one can see me there."

"That's one of the beautiful things about membership Brandy. Have you noticed that none of the women here are in bathing suits except the one over by the snack bar? All of our special facilities are available to members and being nude is no big deal. Would you like to take a swim to cool off?"

"I don't have a suit."

"Neither do I," I replied, standing to remove my clothes. "You can just leave your clothes right there on the chair. No one will bother them. I leave my purse and everything up here and no one bothers it. Come on in, Randy. We can talk in the pool."

She stood and began removing her clothing and I began losing my ability to speak. Though I had indeed seen her naked before, we hadn't had the opportunity to study each other's bodies and I was amazed at how much I'd missed the first time as I studied her body again. She had the most amazingly shaped breasts, not large but perfectly round with sharply pointed nipples. When she bent to remove her panties I lost my breath. Up close, her delicate pussy was so small and so pink, I wanted to grab her and bury my tongue in it immediately. It was all I could do to leave her alone. 

"Is there something wrong,?" she asked. 

I shook it off and smiled. "No, not really. You just have such an amazing body it took me by surprise."

She smiled and I knew she could read my mind. I led her to the imaginary pool and pretended to dive in, closely followed by her performance. 

"Let's swim down to the other end where it's a little more private." I suggested.

When we reached the other end of the room, I let her lead me by just a few seconds, then I caught up, getting up on my toes to exaggerate my breasts. "I just love the feeling I get when I swim naked," I observed. "It feels like the water is just sliding over my body, especially my nipples."

She smiled but didn't reply. 

"So tell me Brandy, it's just the two of us here. Tell me about your orientation. What made you go to start with?"

'They made it sound so wonderful but then all those women started fondling me all over. It was overwhelming to me."

"Did the blindfold frighten you?"

"I guess," she admitted. "At least a little."

"All right, let me try something. Close your eyes for a second and let me touch you like they did. 

"I don't know," she replied.

"Just trust me. I won't do anything more than they did and it's just me this time."

She closed her eyes and I began the to do something I'd dreamed of, fondling, stroking, and touching that magnificent body.. I could hear her breath sucked in a couple of times and she almost pulled away from me. I wanted to do so much more.

"All right, you can open your eyes now. Was that so bad, Brandy?"

"No," she stammered, 

"I can tell you liked it." I stated. "I listened to your breathing and felt your heart under my fingers. It's nothing to be afraid of or ashamed of. It's just your body enjoying the touch of another woman."

'I guess," she replied.

"Are you ready to go on?"

"I guess."

"Okay. Now, they've caressed you and fondled you. What was the next thing that surprised you or made you feel uncomfortable?" I asked, continuing to caress her. 

"When they laid me down on the bed." she said. 

"Did you feel threatened at that point?"

"A little, I guess. I made them wait a few seconds to let me breathe some but then when they spread my arms and legs, I started to be afraid. I let them secure me to the bed but I felt like something was smothering me or something and I made them stop again."

"So you felt threatened again?"

"More like helpless. I knew I couldn't control what they were about to do to me."

"But you let them go on after a bit?"

"Yeah. They were so gentle and tender and I began wanting them to do more and more. I had a couple of orgasms and then they used the dildo on me and I had a big one. They waited for it to pass before they gave me another one that wasn't so strong. I didn't know I could have that many orgasms."

I began slipping my finger into her, amazed at the tightness I found there. Slowly moving as deep as I could, I rubbed my thumb moved over her clit. She was moaning and pushing into me for more penetration.

"So when did you make them stop completely?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"When they laid me on my stomach and secured my legs like that. I knew what they were going to do and I just couldn't."

"Brandy have you been touched there before?" She didn't reply but I saw her biting her lip and took my clue to give her the orgasm she sought. Once she settled down, I continued. 

"I couldn't hear your answer, Brandy. Have you been penetrated there before?"

She nodded, but didn't reply. 

"Did it hurt?"

"A lot," she replied. "And it kept hurting the whole time."

"I thought so. Brandy, will you allow me to show you the difference between that and what we do? I promise to be very gentle."

"Will you stop if I ask you?" she asked.

"I promise but trust me to be careful and gentle."

"All right," she agreed.

Moving closer to where Jillian lay playing with herself, I picked up the dildo I had her get for me. It was only about six or seven inches and only about an inch and a quarter in diameter. 

"Now, what I want you to do, is to pull yourself up on the deck with your feet hanging in the water. I'm going to use a very small dildo at first to get you used to having something in there."

She laid across one of the tables and I once again gazed into the beautiful pussy, unable to hold back the moan. 

"I'm going to put it in your pussy first to get some fluid on it." I advised, as I slipped it into the tight pussy that I wanted to taste so badly. After a few seconds of pumping it into her, getting the desired moans, I pulled it out and put my fingers in to her to collect some fluids, which I applied to the rim of her anus. Slowly working a fingertip into her, I moved it in circles to get her anus to open a little and work some moisture into the tight hole. 

My hand was shaking when I pushed the tip of the dildo into her, then began working it deeper and deeper, slowly pushing it into her rectum. Then I stopped.

"Now, Randy, how does that feel? Was there any pain?"

"No, just kind of an uncomfortable feeling at first."

"And now?" 

"It feels good."

Sliding it in and out, I began to increase speed and intensity of my thrusts. Moving it around in her to further relax her sphincter. Then I pulled it out. 

"Brandy, I'm going to put the one into you that we use in the orientation. There might be just a tiny bit of pain as your anus stretches around it but it won't last. Are you ready?"

"I guess."

Exchanging the dildo for the one that was considerably bigger around and about two inches longer, I drew fluids from her pussy to coat it good, then spread her open with my fingers as I held it against her rim. 

"Just relax now, Brandy. If it begins to hurt, just push back, like your forcing it out. That will; open you up to make it easier."

I put the head against her rim and slowly applied pressure until the head slipped into her. She tensed a bit, then I pushed some more and began working it into her. 

"Wait," she cried. 

I paused and just left it about a quarter of the way in, allowing her body to adjust to its size. 

"Ready?" I asked. She nodded and balled her hands into a fist as I once again began probing into her. When I had it buried in her ass, I began slow strokes, gaining speed with each stroke until I was driving into her as she began begging me to fuck her harder. When she came, I pushed it in hard and left it there while I yielded to my inner needs, diving into her pussy, on my hands and knees, lapping up every drop she gave me, then sucking her clit into my mouth while I pushed my fingers into her, driving her to a second, more impressive orgasm. She finally dropped onto the floor and I crawled over next to her, taking her face in my hands to kiss her with all the passion I could muster. 

"Oh my god, Samantha. I've been wanting you to do that for so long."

"Not half as long as I've wanted to taste you." I replied, straddling her body with mine. .

Without a word, she moved to get between my legs, lifting my knees into my chest as she began licking and kissing my inner thighs, my legs over her shoulders. She worked that talented tongue through my soft lips and into my pussy, laving it over my clit repeatedly until I was so close, then hesitating long enough to push her fingers into me. Pumping into my pussy, I was almost to the point of screaming when she began sucking on my clit again. When I finally came, I had a handful of carpet and my legs were wrapped around her head. I heard her moan and looked up to see Jillian between Beth's legs, her arms around her Beth's legs as she ate her. It affected Beth so much that she continued pumping into me between gasps and groans, bringing me to yet another orgasm just before hers hit. 

After waiting to catch our breaths, Beth and I went after Jillian, my head between her legs, her head between my legs, while Beth pumped into her ass with the larger dildo. When she came, she came hard, covering my face with her cum. I had already gone through too many orgasms, so when she finally made me come, it was not much of an orgasm but I enjoyed every muscle cramping moment of it. 

We went into the bathroom to clean up as best we could, spending a lot of time embracing and kissing each other. When we were once again dressed, we sat down to gather our energies.

"That's not the way this was planned to work out but we have a better idea of how you'll handle certain cases," Jillian observed. 

"I'm sorry if I screwed up your plans," I replied, "but this thing with Beth and I was going to drive us both insane. Maybe it's good that it happened this way, and besides, I got to taste you and I still want to spend more time together both officially and not."

"Jillian and I had a pretty good idea of where this was going to wind up before we even got here so it's not a surprise."

"So where do we go from here?" I wondered 

"Laurie suggested weekly meetings for at least six weeks until we are sure you can handle anything they throw at you," Beth finally stated.

"Oh my god," I said. 

"Too much?" Jillian asked, with a smile. "We can make other arrangements, I suppose."

"No," I replied, my mind spinning with the possibilities. "I'll just have to change my calendar completely. I already missed the last orientation and I'll have to miss the next one because that's just four weeks away. I can't miss the chapter meeting though. Let me think. The chapter meeting is on Friday. If we meet on Tuesday, that gives me enough time to recover, I think. Then I may skip the next orientation but I'll make the next one. Hopefully I'll be close to getting at least one candidate to trust us before that time"

"If nothing else, you can schedule a special orientation rather than lose a prospect," Beth reminded me. "You have to work it out with a host chapter and Laurie or Wendy will help you out there."

"I'll take it one orgasm at a time," I joked. "Whatever I have to do, my number one priority right now is the training sessions. I have to warn you though, I don't learn easily."

"That's all right," Jillian replied. "We believe in thorough training techniques. After all, we can't let you go out there without the proper training."

"Are we still meeting at the Windward next week?" I asked, hoping that the answer was going to be yes.

"You know, I was thinking about that," Beth replied. "Jillian, can we be sure of getting in to the Windward next week?"

"I'm sure we can or if not, I have some other locations that offer their own special features. Let me check the calendars and I'll let you both know. Maybe next time we can get Heather involved. She's really disappointed that she couldn't be here."

"Me too," I agreed. "I'll hold next week open until I hear from you then."

"Oh wait," Jillian replied. "Beth, you and Heather will have to take over Tuesday because I'll be out of town on that special meeting with Laurie and the others until Thursday."

"I think we can find something to work on," Beth replied. 

I just smiled, looking forward to being with the two women the following week and wondering what Heather had hidden under those clothes. It was becoming apparent that planning was the most critically essential element in the whole situation. That and plenty of rest between meetings. 



New Horizons Ch. 09



Part 9 Special Meeting

It had been becoming increasingly obvious that I was in danger of burning out on a diet of unrestricted sex, even though I longed for more within hours of the last event. I even talked to Beth about it and asked if she ever experienced a lessening of desire but she told me it doesn't happen, you just avoid loading your calendar down too much. She offered some personal service and I certainly wanted it but asked for a delay while I allowed my body to recover from the training session since I knew we had another session scheduled for the following week at The Windward.

I knew I was running dangerously close to the start of my period though. I say dangerously because in the week or so before my period I become so horny I can hardly stand it at times. Of course, I could delay my period if necessary but it's not something I do often because of the possibility of problems later in the month. 

As soon as I put the phone down, I wanted to smack myself silly for not jumping into bed with her. I think that subconsciously, I knew that once I got her between my sheets, neither of us would be in any shape to do any training or much of anything else for a few days or longer. The memory of her beautiful pink pussy made me wet and of course I had to do something about that, so I did!

That problem solved itself when a combination of two things happened. Heather got the flu and I started early. Instead of sharing each other's bodies, I found myself lying on a heating pad, adding Midol to my daily diet, and studying the profiles and action files on the other candidates I thought I might have a chance with. 

In the end, I had a list of five that I wanted to start with. My success with Danni had given me more confidence and the training session was good in that it assured me that the ideas I had were approved by the management team and my trainers. 

Everything was going well, I was almost over my period, and the familiar desires were beginning to make me want some activity when Justine called. I'd been ignoring the chapter and she wondered if I was going to drop out of the chapter or if I was just too busy for them. I felt like an idiot but also knew the reasons why, and I tried to explain them to her. My protests fell on deaf ears and I was feeling so guilty that when she asked if I could attend a special chapter meeting the following week, I opened my mouth and walked right in. Later, I picked the phone up several times to tell them I just couldn't but then I put the phone down and tried not to think of what they might be planning. 

I had a board meeting just prior to the chapter meeting so I was still wearing my dressier clothes when I arrived at Trish's house. The hall lights were dimmed almost out and when I stepped into the general dining room where we usually met, there was no one there. Several fragrant candles burned around the room, tall floral bouquets lined the walls but in all their beauty, I felt an undercurrent of a feeling unknown to me, a warning if you will, that I should slowly back away from the room and get as far from the house as possible. 

Before I could do so, however, Justine appeared, wearing a diaphanous creation the color of spun gold that flowed like liquid from her shoulders down to brush the thick carpet. Her breasts, glowing like honeyed droplets of heavenly dew, moved enticingly under the sheer fabric, her nipples erect and tempting. The smile on lips so full and tempting was made only more so by the pure lust that burned in the eyes that promised an evening I would never forget. The gown was open nearly to the floor, held together only by the very thinnest strands of flaxen cord in several critical places, adding to, rather than taking from, the beauty of her breasts. She never took her gaze from me or changed her _expression as she moved toward me and I was transfixed, unable to move had I even wanted to, hypnotized by her beauty, devoured by the flames of desire that burned within my body. The flicker of candlelight revealed droplets of nectar on the lips of her clean shaven slit. At any moment, I expected to burst into flames and I welcomed it. I was so entranced that I hadn't noticed that her dark brown hair was now a deep golden bronze, worn loose to sweep over her hips.

"Hello, Samantha," she whispered, in a voice so low and husky I didn't recognize it's seductive qualities as coming from her. "I've got a special evening prepared for you."

That should have been a warning but I was not even close to being in control of my thoughts and emotions at that point. 

The faint scent of some exotic perfume wafted over me, surrounded, engulfed and possessed me. I was faintly aware that she was close enough to touch but I don't remember reaching out to her. The next thing I knew, I was wrapped in golden splendor and my lips were being brushed with a tenderness that made me weak beyond belief and I felt her lift my feet from the floor. The heat of her body drew me against her even tighter as her tongue found mine and her kisses became even more passionate.

I wasn't aware of any motion, yet I knew at some level that I was being carried across the room in her arms. My body had now turned into a gelatinous mass, unable to move, totally without will or need for control. I was hers, totally, completely, and it didn't frighten me in the slightest.

As we moved into the room, the rest of them women, dressed in silver and gold gowns similar to Justine's moved around us, like a bevy of angels. I was lowered to the day bed, which was covered with a fur-like fabric. They proceeded to slowly and gently strip me naked and while. I knew they were doing it, I never felt a hand touch me. It was as though my clothing just fell away piece by piece. 

During all this time, our eyes remained fixed on one another and our kisses continued to arouse. The only changes I really became aware of were the whimpers that seemed to come from somewhere in my body 

When her finger began to explore my face and wander through my hair, I wanted to reach up and pull her to me but my arms refused to respond to anything I tried to do I felt numb.

'Justine…" I tried to whisper through her lips.

"Shush," she replied, caressing my face tenderly, "today is your day, Sam."

I felt a tongue slowly begin to caress the very tip of my nipple repeatedly, then another on the other side, but her face and hair kept me from seeing who it was and I didn't really care. I was at such a level of arousal it didn't matter. I moaned into her mouth and thrust my chest upward, discovering the reason for my inability to raise my arms. My hands were captured in some kind of glove-like restraint with a padded rod which I found helpful when someone bit my nipple and I needed something to dig my fingers into.

"Relax honey," she whispered, "you're in good hands." Boy, did I know the hidden meaning behind that statement.

The tongues continued teasing my nipples and now moist tongues began trailing their way over and through my toes, then up my feet, stopping just above my ankles, then repeating their torture.

My feet were spread wide, opening me up, and I felt a warm breath blow over my pussy. It responded quickly, wanting more. Still licking my feet, the tongues now began to slide over my calves, pausing to lick the undersides of my knees as the warm breath continued over my wet pussy. 

My whimpers had long since turned to groans and moans and now tongues on my nipples were replaced by soft lips as fingers began molding my breasts, pushing my nipples firmly into the lips that now sucked them harder and harder. My pussy was leaking like crazy, wanting someone to do something…anything to make me cum.

A soft silk blindfold was slipped over my head and my feet were lifted higher while cushions were placed behind my back. Strong hands held my feet apart, putting my pussy and ass in perfect position for whatever they had in mind.

Someone straddled my body and a tongue began trailing over my stomach and navel, tauntingly close to my pussy but avoiding it completely. My body fought to gain control but it was not to be. With my knees lifted so high, my back was forced down onto the bed. The person that straddled me now began licking my thighs, getting closer and closer to my pussy as I continuously begged for release. My pussy lips were pulsing in desire and then my anus began getting the benefit of the hot breath. 

I begged, I cried, I groaned, I moaned, my body going wild with the need to cum. Nothing was going to get them to give me any release though. I couldn't remember any time that my body had experienced such stress and I thought sure I was going to lose my mind soon.

The tongue now began to slide over my wet labia and onto the perineum, then into the crease of my ass, still avoiding my clit. I was close to exploding but not quite and the tongue moved so slowly it was making me mad with need.

My labia were spread wide, pushing my predominant clit even higher into the air, and someone lowered their open mouth over my pussy, then it began to close over my clit. The tip of her tongue slid out to caress the swollen bud so slowly I could feel the texture of her tongue against the texture of my clit. It didn't take long for me to lose control. It wasn't a screaming, explosion type orgasm, it just seemed to swell inside of me and want out. My hands clenched on the hand grips so tight my knuckles were white and when it hit, all I could do was to groan and surrender my body to it. 

It was one of the most beautiful orgasms I've ever had, although the spasms in my stomach and thigh muscles continued on and on, it was such a wonderful feeling, I never wanted it to end. 

"How are you doing?" Justine whispered into my ear. 

I could only nod and mumble something unintelligible. 

For a few minutes, they just let me calm, caressing my stomach and thighs, and licking my breasts and nipples. 

Just about the time I thought they were done with me, they changed the position of my body a little. My ass was lowered a bit closer to the bed but my wide spread legs were still held that way. Now the tongue began sliding slowly through my slit and onto my perineum, laving back and forth without focusing on my clit. I felt two fingers enter me and slowly begin stroking into me turning a little with each stroke. By going so slowly, the afterglow from the previous orgasm remained and was built on. I found myself thrusting into the fingers and the tongue until fingers spread my labia wide and the tongue began going deeper, although not any faster, just pushing into me until at last the motion changed to an in and out penetration, not unlike a small cock, while the fingers slid deeper to open me more. 

A lubricated thumb began stroking over my clit in lazy circles and a second orgasm began to build. It was slower to build but more intense as another finger was added to the mix and the pace was picked up as each stroke went deep. 

Still, the orgasm was not a powerful one, just a sweet slide over the edge while the fingers slipped away and the tongue went back to lazily licking over my labia. My clit was getting so sensitive now that it wouldn't take much to send me over repeatedly. Up to that point, the sex had been agonizingly slow, but beautiful and the orgasms were just hard enough to give me some release, though no where near enough , but somehow I knew that it was not going to last much longer. 

After the second of the larger orgasms, a dildo was introduced into my pussy, but like the fingers and the tongue, it was done in slow motion. It wasn't oversized or anything, just a standard dildo and when the head was placed in my pussy, I wanted it to thrust deep and fast, but instead, it was eased into me, barely moving, while my labia was licked expertly over and over. 

It just kept going in deeper and deeper, and deeper, far beyond where anything had been previously, and still going, through the cervix and into my womb. For a few minutes it just held there, then they began to twist it back and forth as they pulled back to begin a stroke again. The long, slow strokes were heavenly, though tortuous as I needed to come again. I felt my insides begin to twist and I tried to drive my hips into the dildo but to no avail. Then they began sucking on my labia, pulling the flesh into their mouths, sometimes nipping at it, sometimes sucking it away from my body. It felt good and I didn't want it to stop, but I was no where near an orgasm, just close enough to want to scream for one.

The dildo was removed and I was left wanting but then it appeared again at the opening of my anus and it began its slow progression into my bowels. As you know, I do enjoy good anal but this bothered me for it seemed it was going to go into my throat before it stopped. It wasn't painful or really uncomfortable but it just kept going deeper and deeper and on a couple occasions it seemed to re-arrange my bowels to allow its forward movement. When it finally stopped, they began tiny little strokes, getting them longer and longer and longer, though not fast. It was the strangest sensation I've ever had.

Eventually, they began pulling it out some but then the strokes became longer and longer, but still slower enough that I could feel the texture of the dildo caressing the flesh in my bowels. Then the mouth returned to my pussy, sucking on my clit once more until I was ready to erupt and then it stopped. The dildo was moved deep into my ass and left in me while the mouth continued on my pussy and clit and when I got close, it stopped. 

A larger dildo now began to be pushed into my pussy in long, full strokes that were so smooth they were wonderful. Then the strokes got longer and faster and every few seconds, the anal dildo was moved as well. They twisted the dildo in my pussy back and forth and I could feel it moving against the one in my bowels, and I begged for my orgasm. They finally began to drive into me until my body began to twist and turn, arching into the air with each stroke. The orgasm was different this time, quicker, harder, more intense, and when it hit, I couldn't breathe, think, or move except to try for force it out of me. My legs where torn by muscular spasm after spasm so hard my thighs hurt like a charley horse. 

Even as I began to calm, they started on me again but I started to protest, saying I couldn't stand much more. 

"Sweetheart, we have so much more pleasure for you," Justine whispered and I didn't have the strength to argue with her.

Now Trish crawled over me and straddled my face, effectively blocking any view of what was going on while allowing me to open her slit up with my tongue as I laved it over her wet pussy, tasting her sweetness as I sucked and licked her pussy. 

I couldn't see anything but the dildos were pulled from my pussy and ass and my legs were once again raised high and spread wide. Someone climbed over me and lowered themselves onto me while pushing a large dildo into my pussy. I knew they were wearing a harness and the dildo was large enough to cause me some momentary distress until we both got comfortable with her position. She began slowly fucking me deep but not hard and I knew I was finally going to get the mind shattering orgasm I'd been seeking. 

After about twenty or more strokes, I was panting and groaning with every stroke as I felt my body begin to give me what I needed but then she stopped and just stayed there, just barely moving inside of me. I was confused as to what was going on until I felt the head of a quite large dildo at my anus. Lube was added and worked in with some fingers and then it began moving into to me. The penetration was a bit painful due to the size of the other dildo in my pussy but it was done slowly and it wasn't long before my bowels adjusted to the size of the invader and the strokes began to lengthen, going deep with each thrust, alternating with the strokes of the dildo in my pussy. They began to pick up speed and I began to drive into them as much as I could until I began traveling down the road of a body wracking orgasm. I cried, I begged, I groaned, I swore, and in the end I screamed over and over again. 

The muscular spasms began just below my navel as wave after wave began twisting downward. Then the thigh muscles began to quiver harder and harder until they cramped inward and my body tried to move into the fetal position. 

The dildo was removed from my ass first, then the one in my pussy was pulled free but a smaller one was immediately pushed deep and left there as my lovers crawled off. Trish's pussy juice covered my face and I drooled uncontrollably. I heard later that my eyes opened wide and glazed as though in shock as I fought my way through one of the strongest and longest lasting orgasms I'd ever experienced. I felt their hands caressing me, stroking over my chest and stomach and thighs to calm the spasms while the dildo in my pussy was slowly stroked in and out to help calm the stress on my pussy walls. 

They lifted me and carried me into the bathroom where they lowered me into a tub of fragrant foamy water, placing a pillow behind my head. I was bathed over and over, tenderly, lovingly as I began to recover. 

It took a few minutes for me to focus on where I was and what had been happening. I could tell my anus and pussy would be extremely sensitive for quite some time but I knew I would recover. I was lifted from the tub and placed on several layers of thick, fluffy towels, then patted dry. Then I was carried back to the ball room in Justine's arms and placed back on the bed, which had been stripped and new coverings in place. My head was pillowed and Justine knelt beside me, covering my face with kisses.

After a few minutes of little being said, she asked if I was all right. "I'll never be all right again," I replied. "What brought that on?"

"You've been working too hard, sweetheart and your chapter sisters wanted to give you a reason to stay in the chapter. We wanted to give you the orgasms you wanted without any effort on your part, and now we have one further gift for you."

"I can't take any more," I protested. They laughed and shook their heads. 

"Come with me," Justine said, helping me to stand on very wobbly and weak knees. 

We moved into the room where we usually have our sessions to find the floor covered with thick mattresses, pillows, and beautiful comforters. 

"We decided you'd be too tired to drive home tonight, Sam, so you're spending the night with all your sisters. We'll share some wine and food and then we'll crawl into bed with you and shelter you from all the outside influences while you sleep. You don't have to be at work in the morning, so we'll sleep late and then we have breakfast waiting for us at our private area at the Mountain View restaurant. Now, just relax and enjoy the evening."

I guess I should report that by two the next morning, the sexual feast began again with Trish and Dawn joining in a sixty-nine while Cricket was being thoroughly fucked by a huge dildo attached to Justine's body. It was impossible to sleep and eventually I joined in though in a limited capacity. 

At just before two the next afternoon, I staggered into my house and dropped to the recliner, closing my eyes while drawing on the memories. I'm sure I was smiling as I drifted off to sleep and when Beth called at seven.

"Where've you been, girl? I've been calling all morning."

"Chapter meeting," I replied. "I just got home."

"Good lord," she replied. "You sound terrible. Go back to sleep. I'll be over in an hour with some food and we can talk."

"As long as that's all you expect, I can live with it. I'd appreciate your company. The extra key is under the cat statue. Don't expect me to be awake."

As soon as I put the phone down, I groaned inwardly. Would I ever learn to say no thanks?