8 comments/ 11605 views/ 18 favorites Aces By: ElleEmm This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents Either is products of the author's Imagination or is used fictitiously. This story is not to be copied and posted to any other site unless authorized to do so. Aces * Copyright 2014 My name is Cheena Johnson; my friends back home called me CJ. I'm 25yrs old, 5'6", 160lbs built, and I'm the goalie for the 'Abies' and have been for years until I got traded to the 'Aces' up West. I played against the Aces all through my hockey career, and made a lot of enemies. So I'm not looking forward to the trade. My first practice was very different from what I'm use to. It was a good work out, just what I needed, not being in the gym for a week nearly killed me. After practice this blue eyed, blonde shoulder length haired cutie, walked up to me and introduced herself as Abcde Ferish (pronounced Ah-ba-si-dee), a local news reporter. "Yes Miss Ferish, how may I help you?" I said to her as I looked into her beautiful blue eyes. "Miss Johnson I..." she started to say. "Please, call me CJ" "Ok. CJ, I was just wondering if you would mind doing an interview with me on Saturday after your first game with the Aces?" "Yah sure, I've never been interviewed by a cutie like you before." I said as flirted a little. Abcde blushed and said thanks and left. The rest of the week went by really fast; I was back in the gym training and on the ice to practice. No matter what I was doing I couldn't get the reporter out of my head. There were a few times my mind would wonder and I would find myself going to the nearest bathroom to satisfy my urge. Finally Saturday arrived and I was so nervous. My first game with the Aces, I was the starting goalie, and my interview with the lovely Abcde. As our coach stood in front of us and gave the good old motivational speech, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. I wasn't feeling very welcome by some of the team players. I was on the ice warming up and I seen her, all bundled up in a baby blue turtle neck with a white heavy vest over it, a pair of nice tight fit jeans, and those ugly white fury boots, but they looked good on her. I was in a daze and didn't realize my teammate Missy, was winding up for a slap shot, which I got right in the head and knocked me flat on my ass. I lay on the ice and laughed as Missy come to check if I was alright. "Yah I'm fine, don't worry about me. Nice shot though." I said to her as I tried to catch my breath. "When you take a shot at the others teams goalie, do exactly that...ha-ha" "Yah I will try to remember that. I hope the coach didn't see that, otherwise she would kill me! Ha-ha" "ahh I think you'll be fine darling, let's get this game started!!! WWWHHHOOOOOAAAAAA!!!" I screamed so everyone could hear me. The game went by too quick, but we won 2-0. My first game with a new team and my first shut-out. Hope the rest of the season is like this, but right now I had other things to worry about, Abcde was walking towards me for my interview. "Good game CJ! You were amazing." Abcde said as she fiddled with her clip board. "Why thank you Miss Ferish. Not too bad for my first game." I mumbled out as I wiped the sweat off my face. "So where do we do this interview thing at? Cause I really have to shower." "Well I can either wait out here for you, or I can go in there with you. Your choice." she smiled and winked. My eyes lit up when she said that, I don't know if she was flirting with me, or what, but I really wanted her to come in the shower with me, but there would be other girls in there. "Don't you think you and your clipboard would get a little wet coming in the shower with me? How about this, since the rink is closing soon, I'll go shower and then we can have the interview over supper. How's that sound?" "Sure, I will call the restaurant and see if we can get in. Don't be long now, or I will leave" Abcde laughed. "Ok then. I'll be quick." I gave her a wink and I was off to the shower. While washing myself I couldn't help but touch my very swollen clit. Just the thought of Abcde made me horny. Good thing the rest of the girls were gone, I started rubbing my clit, and fingering myself, then I heard her voice calling my name and came instantly. "Are you almost done CJ?" "I'm coming, just finishing up." 'yah coming in more ways than one.' I snickered and shut off the water grabbed my towel and got out. I walked outside and she was in her car waving me over. "We will just take my car over. No need of two cars." she said with that lovely smile. "Ok, but I don't have a car anyway, so it's all good. haha" "Oh, ok... so u must live close then." Abcde looked confused. "No, I actually live an hour and half away. I haven't found an apartment yet, or a car. So I have been staying with whichever teammate will take me, living out of my backpack." "Really? Wow, that must suck. Well there is an apartment available in my building, right across the hall from me actually." she gave a little flick of the eyebrow and smiled very flirtingly. "Ok, well I will get the number from you tonight and I will call when I'm at Missy's in the morning." "Well you never know; you might get so drunk at supper you might have to spend the night at my place." "Are you trying to seduce me Miss Ferish?" I laughed and she just shrugged her shoulders and stopped the car at the restaurant. We went in and we seated quickly, and given the menu's to order from. Ironically we both ordered scallops with a couple shots of tequila, and a Canadian beer. Abcde just had a beer, and gave me the shots; I think she was trying to get me drunk. She really doesn't need to get me drunk if she wants to seduce me. I am ready and willing to do anything to her or with her. After we were finished supper she bought me a couple more beer, by this time I was feeling pretty good. "Ok so were we going now Miss Ferish?" I managed to stutter out as we were getting to her car. "Please CJ, call me Abcde. Well, you can spend the night at my house if you like, or I can take you to Missy's." Abcde had this look in her eyes and I couldn't resist. I couldn't help myself. I looked in her eyes got closer to her and said, "I think, I want..." I leaned in and kissed her so passionately, her lips were so soft and moist, our tongues danced with one other so in sync. We broke from our kiss and I said, "you. I want you so bad! Take me to your place" Abcde smiled and it only took 3 minutes to get to her place. I'm glad it wasn't a long drive. We got in the elevator in her building I couldn't keep my hands off her, I took her in my arms, ran my hands all over her back and squeezed her perfect ass and lifted her up on me. I kissed her neck all over, kissed her forehead, nose and lips softly, and then the elevator stopped at her floor. She unlocked her door and didn't even get to turn on the light and I tried to strip her down. "Whoa, calm down CJ, we have all night, no need to rush. Follow me." Abcde said as she led me to the bedroom. She pushed me down on the bed, and started stripping one piece of clothing at a time. She unbuttoned her shirt exposing her black lace bra. She must have been a C34, big perky beautiful breast. She reached behind her back and undid her bra and let her breast free. She rubbed her breasts together, squeezing them, pinching her nipples to make them rock hard. She brought her nipple up to her lips and kissed and licked it very sexy. Abcde pulled down her pants turned around, bent over shook her perfect ass, and hauled down her lace black thongs exposing her beautiful pussy. She turned around and placed her foot on the bed and spread her legs so I could get a really good look at how wet she was. She licked her finger and started playing with her clit. Rubbing in circles, faster and harder, she was moaning like she was about to cum and I could see her juices dripping down her legs, she put two fingers inside herself and started grinding and moaning. I was so turned on by this I didn't want it to end, but it came, that sound that knows she is satisfied..."ohhh yyyeeeaaahhhh. Aaahhh. Fuck, I'm cuming!" And she collapsed on the bed. "So what did you think of that CJ?" Abcde panted. "That was hot!" I grabbed Abcde brought her up to me and started kissing her. She took off my shirt and undid my bra, showing my 38H breasts. She gasped at how big they are and took my nipple in her mouth and played with it, as she took off my pants and panties. She started to rub my wet pussy lightly, alternately looking into my eyes and at my cunt. "You're so wet. I love wet pussy. I'm going to eat you until you're sore and then suck all the juice out of you," she said increasing the pressure of her rubbing. My back arched back as she pulled my head to her with one hand to muffle my scream on her tongue while her fingers continued to plunge. As I was about to cum she spread my legs and got between them. Putting a leg on each shoulder, she brought my pussy to her mouth, cupping my ass. Never has my pussy been so well used and thoroughly pleased as when sweet Abcde did it. She knew where to put her tongue in my folds, how to suck my clit to the sweetest of multiple orgasms, how to plunge into my wet darkness and make it light with her tongue. When she pulled her mouth away from me, I whimpered, wanting more. Abcde did not disappoint me as my back arched pushing my pussy to capture her tongue. Again and again. My pussy was never left bare as she rose to cover it with her own. The feel of our lips and folds mingling, clits jutting as we screwed our pussies into each other was matched only by the feel of her thick tongue fucking my mouth. I could feel myself about to come, but I held it off as many times as I could. When I did come, pushing up to Abcde, pushing her little ass down to me, it was magnificent. I exploded into repeated orgasms, one after another. "I'm cuming too CJ!" Abcde moaned. "Holy fuck Abcde!" I screamed in ecstasy before a blacked out and collapsed. Abcde let me lay down and she licked up all my juices. I felt this and I kept flinching. I opened my eyes, and there was Abcde's wet pussy right in my face waiting for me to return the favor. I started to lick up her juices, it tasted so good, I didn't want to stop. There was nothing left for me to lick... I looked up into Abcde's eye's and had this look, "What? Why are you looking at me like that CJ?" Abcde said. I smiled and put my arms around her legs and help her down and started licking her clit, it was very swollen, and I was making it even worse. "CJ! Stop! Omg!" Abcde screamed. I ignored her request and continued on. I started to tongue fuck her and that's when I started to taste her sweet juices again. She must have loved this as she was grinding my tongue. I could feel her muscles on my tongue contracting. "Oooohhhh I'm Gonna CUM!!!" just as she said this her body began to tighten and she started to buck harder on my face, but I didn't let go, I just moved with it... juices began to gush out of Abcde's pussy. I licked it all up again, it tasted so good. Abcde calmed down and relaxed on the bed. "Wow CJ, that was... you are amazing!" Abcde said as she kissed me. "Thanks, you're not so bad yourself. No one has ever given me multiple orgasms, multiple times." We laid there holding one another and fell asleep naked. I awoke in the morning to find Abcde attaching a strap on to me. "Baby, what are you doing?" "You, my dear are going to fuck the brains out of me, and then I will return the favor." Abcde climbed atop of me and kissed me hard. "Abcde, I have practice in 2 hours, I need to be there in an hour." "Oh you will... now shut up and fuck me!" I rolled Abcde over to her back kissing her and playing with her breasts. I took the dong in my hand and slowly started to put it in Abcde's wet pussy, she tried to pull me closer with her legs but I backed off. I knew she wanted it so bad so I was going to tease her. I put the head inside her and she let out a moan, and I took it out and rubbed it around her pussy lips and her clit. I slid the dong in a little further this time and she again tried to pull me closer with her legs. "Please baby, fuck me, hard! Really hard." She pleaded with me; I kissed her lips and slowly slipped the dong inside further, and further. The last couple inches of the dong I rammed it in her hard as she wanted; she moaned in pleasure and dug her nails in my arms. I began to pump that dong in her hard and fast, in and out, in and out, harder and faster, her juices were all over the place it was so hot. I buried the dong inside her and slowly took it out, and slowly put it back in deep, I had her legs up in the air so I could get all the depth she wanted. "CJ don't tease me please; fuck me hard until it hurts!" Abcde really wanted me to be rough with her, I didn't know if I could be, but I will try. I rolled her over onto her stomach spread her legs; face down ass up, doggy style. I circled her little ass hole with the dong, then moved down to her dripping wet pussy, I started to put it in, and Abcde backed her ass up as hard as she could onto the dong. I really didn't have to do anything; she was taking control, fucking the dong as fast as she could, ramming it so hard into herself to the point where she was almost knocking me over. I Took a good grip of her hips and started fucking her like there was no tomorrow, she was making me so horny, watching her hot wet pussy take in every thrust like it was the last. I could hear her breathing change and I knew what was next, but to my surprise she stopped all together and started taking the dong out of her wet pussy. "I'm sorry baby was I going to hard? I'm sorry." I said with sympathy. "No CJ, I'm fine, I just want to ride you when I cum." Abcde pushed me down to the bed, put her legs on either side of me, She circled the dong round her pussy, then slid down the dong, then up, and down. She was playing with her clit at the same time making herself cum sooner, but stopped, and she leaned back and grabbed my calves with her hands and used them as leverage as she started fucking the dong harder and faster, up and down... up and down... up and down, I heard her breathing changing again, and she sat up right and picked my head up and I was sitting up now. "Fuck me" she whispered in my ear. I had my arms around her back, I grabbed her shoulders from behind and held her down on my lap as I fucked her little wet pussy. Then the end came. She arched back and screamed in pure orgasmic ecstasy and took a couple more thrust on the dong before she jump off it and on my face. I licked up every inch of her juices, and made her climax more. Then she went limp. I kissed her lips and our tongues danced together. I held her in my arms for a bit then realized I had 15 min's to get to practice. "Oh shit! I'm going to be late for practice. I'm so horny! I'm dripping wet Abcde!" I needed to go to practice but I really wanted Abcde to fuck me. HARD and FAST! "Calm down, I will fuck you so fast, hard and good you will come in no time. And if you are really horny it shouldn't take you long. It will be a quickie." she started to kiss me and take off the strap on. She cleaned it off and put it on herself. She stroked the dong and looking at me as if to say `you ready for this?' Oh was I ever ready. Abcde jumped on top me and felt how wet I was and said there was no need for lube. Without any hesitation she rammed the dong in me as hard as she could. I arched my back and let out a moan, I almost came right then. She took my legs and put them around her waist, so my ass was on her lap. She took hold of my hips and began to fuck me so hard and fast like I had never been fucked before. In and out she went faster and harder with each thrust. Within 5 min's I was cuming all over her dong. Arched back and moaned in ecstasy. I went limp and started to quiver. Abcde removed the dong and took it off and went down on me and licked up all my juices. She started to play with my clit in her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head and started to grind her face hard. She put her tongue in my pussy and started tongue fucking me, that was it I lost it, I started screaming "ABCDE!!! I'M CUMING!!! DON'T STOP! FUUUCCCKKK!" I came all over her face, I actually think I pissed a little bit but didn't say anything, as I was having multiple orgasms. It was amazing I went limp again, and Abcde licked up all my juices and came up to me started kissing me. "Ah I can't move. I don't think I can go to practice." I managed to say as my mouth was so dry. "Well, stay home with me then. Or I can go to the rink with you in nothing but my boots and my big warm robe and flash you when no one is looking." Abcde said with a twinkle in her eye. "Ok then, you talked me into it." Abcde and I went to the rink and she flashed me as many times as she could and I got wet all over again. And of course we went home and made love again as well. I moved in with Abcde and it's been 4 yrs now and we are happy as ever, I'm still playing hockey with the Aces, and Abcde comes and watches me and flashes me when she can. The End... Or is it??? Aces High (Many thanks to I'll Eat Wince for his help in editing this little story.) This is a work of fiction. I was not sure in which category to best submit it under. It is a silly story meant only to entertain. Suspension of disbelief is definitely required. * "That bitch!" Diane snorted as she read the news report. It had been a nasty campaign wrought with name-calling, mudslinging, and backstabbing. Diane and Pamela were locked in a heated race for Mayor and it was the closing days of the campaign. Pamela had somehow dug into Diane's past and found an incident in college in which she was arrested for swimming nude in the fountain at the college entrance. There were also hints of a lesbian lover in the article. Normally, this would have been given little attention by the local media; however, Diane had been running on a morals platform, preaching family values and campaign reform. Her camp was now thrown into damage control just days before the election and she was infuriated. The day of the election finally arrived and everyone was huddled around the TV awaiting the results. To the shock and dismay of all involved the election produced a tie. Both candidates had received the exact number of votes. There were threats of law suits and recounts from both camps. As neither candidate was willing to concede the race, there appeared to be no end in sight. One evening Diane and Bob, her campaign manager, were setting in the office discussing the situation. "I have a possible solution if you care to listen to it," Bob announced. Diane leaned back in her chair rubbing her eyes to ward off the glare of the computer screen. "I'm listening," she replied halfheartedly. "You and Pamela have to meet face to face, that is the only solution to this thing. We need a situation in which only one clear winner can emerge," He went on to explain. "It's called an election Bob, and in case you were asleep, it ended in a tie," she sarcastically remarked. "My plan is that you both meet in a private place with several members of each campaign in attendance and face off in some contest. The loser will agree to concede the election and the winner will be free to accept the nomination," he instructed. "Brilliant Bob, what are we going to do, meet in some alley and beat the shit out of each other?" she huffed. "No, a simple game of cards," he replied. "The loser will concede the election and the winner can claim victory. The taxpayers will be spared excessive fees and delays due to legal wrangling, and this nightmare will finally be over." She found his words comical as she thought about the irony of the entire campaign coming down to a game of cards. "Oh, and what kind of cards should we play Bob?" she questioned. "Do we play Euchre, Gin Rummy, or Pinochle...what?" "Strip poker," He replied in a curt voice. "Have you completely lost your mind?" She grumbled. "I am very serious. You both meet in a private location. There will be an even number of witnesses from each campaign present. The game will be played until one of you loses everything. To ensure fairness, each of you must stand in clear view of the group to remove your clothing. Winner takes all," He went on to say. To her surprise the absurd suggestion actually had some validity to it. This would produce a clear winner and the loser would be spared the scrutiny of the media. They could simply concede the election without having to give a detailed explanation. She snapped back to reality. "Nice try Bob, but Pamela would never go for it," She remarked. "Well, what if she did?" he questioned. Diane thought on his words. She was the champion of her Bridge club three years running. She was confident she could defeat Pamela, and the thought of Pamela having to strip naked while the room looked on was delightful. She not only liked the idea, it was making her wet! The added bonus of Pamela conceding the election would be icing on the cake. "Well, if she will, I will," Diane replied as she turned back to her computer. Bob left and Diane finished the tasks at hand and went home for the night confident that Pamela would never agree to such an outlandish proposal. She took a hot shower and was relaxing in her favorite satin pajamas when she heard her computer sound that a new e-mail had arrived. Scanning the computer she was surprised to see that it came from Pamela herself. She clicked on it and read the contents: I accept. Pick time and place. One exception demanded. Loser must be a slave to winner for 24 hours. Anything goes. Get ready to kiss my ass.....literally. The words infuriated Diane. Could she really be serious about the slave thing? Diane again let her mind wander as she pictured Pamela groveling naked at her feet while being made to do degrading things. The more she thought about it, the more aroused she became. She picked up the phone and called Bob telling him to set it all up. She then went to the bedroom, stripped naked, and with the help of her favorite vibrator, had three orgasms before drifting to sleep. Both camps agreed to the details and the game was set for Friday evening. When Friday arrived Diane could barely contain her excitement. The game was being held in an abandon building once used by the mob to run the rackets. Diane took a shower and picked out an outfit for the evening. She dressed casually, selecting a loose top, jeans and matching bra and panties. Slipping on a pair of sneakers and low cut socks she headed out. The game was to begin at 10 pm. and she arrived about 15 minutes early. Pamela was already there and the two were shown to the table. Four members from each camp were there to witness the game and everyone took their places. The cards were cut and the game began. For the first two hours the game echoed the campaign. Both women were evenly matched. Midnight Shortly before midnight Diane had gained a slight edge and Pamela had lost her shoes and socks. Like Diane, Pamela had worn jeans and a t-shirt. Diane carefully chose her next hand and played it. She grinned as Pamela played a losing hand, and watched with glee as she stood and removed her shirt. She was clad now in only her jeans, bra, and panties. 2 a.m. A couple of good rounds by Pamela had evened out the game once more. Both women were down to only their bra and panties. A bathroom break was called and some refreshments were served. When the game commenced both women played furiously. Diane again got the upper hand and Pamela stood to nervously unhook her bra. Letting the bra fall to the ground, her shapely breasts jiggled as everyone looked on. The men were especially enjoying the game, and nearly every eye was on Pamela's naked breasts. Diane needed one more good hand and the bitch was hers! 2:45 The moment of victory arrived as Pamela played her hand. Flushed with embarrassment, she cautiously rose from the table. With every eye on her she slipped her trembling hands into the elastic bands of her panties and slid them down her legs. Her neatly trimmed bush seemed to glisten in the glare of the neon lights as she stood before them naked and defeated. Diane walked over to Pamela who was trying to cover her nudity with her arms. "No use trying to cover up bitch. You are going to be my slave for 24 hours, and I can promise you that you will not see one stitch of your clothes that entire time," she whispered threateningly into Pamela's ear. Pamela agreed to concede the election Monday morning via a news conference. Diane instructed her to be at her house by six the next evening to begin her 24 hour servitude. She was told she could wear a light jacket or outer coat, but was to be completely naked underneath. Pamela agreed and left with the members of her campaign. Diane had been single for some time now, and as she was currently not dating she would have the house to herself the entire weekend. Saturday Morning Diane woke early to do some shopping before Pamela arrived to begin her ordeal. As she was driving down the road she was deep in thought about the many degrading things she was going to do to Pamela. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by flashing red and blue lights in her rear view mirror. "What the hell?" Diane whispered as pulled the car over to the side of the road. She watched as a male and female cop approached her car. "Please exit the vehicle ma'am," the male cop instructed. "What is this about?" Diane nervously asked as she opened her door to climb out. The male police instructed Diane to turn facing the car and put her hands on the top of it. The female cop then took her place behind Diane and began to pat her down. "Do you know who I am?" Diane shouted out in anger. "I demand to know what this is all about." "We have had an anonymous tip regarding the possibility of narcotics being in your vehicle," the female cop told her. "What?" Diane yelled in disbelief. "I have never taken drugs in my life. Unhand me this instant," She fumed. While she was struggling with the female officer, the male officer searched her car. Diane's face flushed with embarrassment and anger as he removed a rather large shopping bag from the car. Inside were handcuffs, anal lube, a leather prod, and various adult toys that Diane had purchased for her evening with Pamela. The two cops looked at each other as they examined the contents. Diane began acting very nervous and agitated. This prompted the cops to further search the vehicle. "Open your trunk please," the cop instructed. Diane reached inside the car and flipped a button that opened the trunk. The male cop then proceeded to inspect it while the female cop stood with Diane. He returned carrying two small plastic bags containing a powdery substance. Both cops looked at each other as Diane's face turned ashen. "This is bull shit!" She cried. "Those are not mine." The female cop walked to the patrol car and returned with a field case in her arm. "Please follow me to the wooded area ma'am" she instructed. "What the hell for?" Diane inquired nervously. "We need to do an immediate search of your person, it is standard procedure," the female remarked. Diane was becoming more furious by the moment as she walked into the woods by the road with the female cop directly behind her. Coming to a place that provided some privacy from the passing cars the officer spoke. "Strip," she ordered. "I will do no such thing! I demand my attorney," Diane shouted back. "We have had a high number of females that have been apprehended in this area that have been found to be hiding contraband in their private areas. We have been instructed to do on the spot strip searches when we feel the situation calls for it....now strip," The female cop demanded. In a fit of rage Diane snapped and began struggling with the officer. The female called the male for backup and a call was made for permission to do a joint strip search. The commanding officer authorized it and a report was made. Diane was held down by the male as the female stripped her naked right there in the woods. Once naked, Diane's hands were cuffed behind her back and she was forced to stand against a tree while the female officer forced he legs apart for a vaginal check. Sobbing and babbling incoherently Diane still tried to struggle. When the female begin inspecting her vagina she lost all control and began peeing on the officers hands. "Dammit, the bitch pissed on me!" the female officer snorted. She quickly spun Diane around and forced her to bend over a large log that was nearby where she proceeded to do a cavity check. Content that no drugs were hid inside her, the female cop was ready to let Diane get dressed when they received word that the local media was on the way. The pressure of a public scandal and fearing repercussions from the election committee caused Diane to have a complete mental break down. Diving for the officer's gun an all-out struggle ensued. Back up was called for and Diane was placed into a strait jacket and driven to the county mental hospital for assessment. Dr. Franklin entered the room and tried to calm Diane down to do an initial exam. Unable to speak to her due to her violent rages, he called a "Code Red" over the address system. That was the code name given to patients that show severe signs of aggression and hostility. During this phase the patents often attempt suicide or bodily harm. For their own protection the patient is stripped naked and bound hand and feet to the bedposts. Nurses assisted the doctor and Diane was soon bound naked, spread eagle on the bed. "We will check on you later sweetie", a nurse advised as she gave Diane her medication by injection to the buttocks. Diane soon drifted to sleep. The next morning a full mental evaluation was performed and it was determined that Diane had suffered from an acute form of Panic Disorder leading to complete Schizophrenia. The doctors ordered her confined until further notice. The phone in Pamela's living room rang and the entire ordeal was relayed to her. She began laughing hysterically as she leaned back in her chair listening to the details. On their way from the card game Pamela and her advisers concocted a last minute scheme. Waiting until almost dawn, one of her advisers snuck two bags of powdered sugar into her trunk and made an anonymous call to the police. The arrest would make the newspaper and Diane would be publicly humiliated on her first day as Mayor. Of course, once the substance was discovered to be common household sugar her name would be cleared, but there would still be the media scrutiny. It was Pamela's hope that the distraction of the arrest would throw Diane into frenzy and she would forget the 24 hour servitude agreement. Now Diane was tied naked to a bed in a mental ward. It was too good to be true. The election committee held a special session and due to Diane's unfortunate meltdown a runoff election was held between Pamela and another party seeking the position. Pamela won by a landslide. Using her newfound influence she gained entrance to the institution and made her way into Diane's room late at night, to avoid detection from the media. The sight of Diane spread eagle on the bed was wickedly delicious. Shortly after Pamela arrived Diane awoke to see her standing over the bed with a shit eating grin. "Well, well I didn't know you were into bondage Diane," Pamela sneered as she scanned Diane's bound body. "Get me out of this fucking place," Diane remarked, her voice still groggy from the medication. "Oh can't do that sweetie, but I did bring something to help you get through these long nights," Pamela remarked. Reaching into her purse she pulled out a small vibrator. Diane watched in horror as Pamela approached the bed and placed duct tape over her mouth. She then felt Pamela prying the lips of her pussy apart. Taping the vibrator so that it would massage her clit she turned it on, grinning wickedly as it began humming away. "Shame we can't bet on how many times you cum before passing out dearie," Pamela remarked as she turned to walk out the door. Just before walking out the door she turned to Diane. "If you are going to play the game, you need an ace in the hole bitch," and walked out leaving Diane moaning into her gag and cumming like crazy. Pamela was soon busy in her new position as Mayor, but made a point to visit Diane every Thursday at the mental institution when Diane was taken to do her crafts. Pamela filed her application to run for state governor the next election. Her opponent will be Shirley. They expect a nasty campaign. Aces High Back in high school my I had a very close group of friends. We had only really come together at the end of high school; we were a mix of seniors, juniors, and a few graduates who already had moved on to college. When our group came together, I was one of the seniors. We began having get togethers in a friend's house at the beginning of senior year - lots of alcohol was consumed, lots of weed was smoked, and good times were had by all. Needless to say this group of attractive young humans had a strong need for sex. We lived in a relatively liberal mountain town, where the sex and weed were basically free. However, the group was not really used for hook ups, as you might tend to believe. Actually, it was composed of solely monogamous boyfriends, girlfriends, and a group of singles with romantic interests outside the group. There wasn't intermingling or scandals or cheating; really just a group of good kids, some of whom were involved with each-other, getting together and having a great time. Nevertheless, our outings would usually wind up with the couples making a silent retreat into the bedrooms for some fooling around while the singles stayed up talking with each-other until the sun came up. At the end of the day, it was hard for anyone to resist hot, drunken, high sex given the opportunity. That is, except for the singles, who refused to hook up with one another- it was probably a good idea too, otherwise things would get awkward. Now its worth noting, reader, that I was a bit of an outcast in my friend group. I was the funny guy who gave everyone a belly cramping laugh once in a while, but I wasn't really like everyone else. They were all cool, attractive, confident, and interesting people; at that time, I was a bitter, ugly, extremely sexually frustrated 18 year old virgin. I had never had a first kiss, never had a hand held, never touched or been touched. We only really hung out because we had similar interests, and I liked them a lot. I was very happy, and lucky, that they let me be their friend. Over the summer after graduation, I certainly spent a lot of time with this group. The juniors became seniors and the seniors got ready for college. We partied and hung out basically every other day. This story takes place during one of the last times we would hang out before we all left for college. A flurry of texts were exchanged in the days coming to plan out a party (or kickback, morelike) extravaganza at a house. One of our friends, Mikayla, volunteered her house to host the get-together. Mikayla was one of my best friend's long term girlfriend: a short, brown skinned Southern-European 19 year old with a cute body and smile. She isn't quite what I would consider "hot" conventionally, but she still had the ability to get my blood going on occasion. She had a little bit of extra fat on her tummy, but she had silky smooth beige skin and luscious black hair that, when coupled with her innocent little smile, really could do it for me. She just gave off an aura of cuteness, and I took notice of her best features when I was particularly pent up (most days, mind you): her genuine smile when I made her laugh, or her steady breath when she slept peacefully. When she leaned over in certain ways I'm not ashamed to say I glared at her healthy ass. She was the subject of many of my late night fantasies. I distinctly remember many occasions imagining my hands clenching her hips as my cock slid in and out of her golden brown body, in reality frantically stroking my desperate member until I emptied my balls into the nearest napkin. Anyway, the time came when nearly everyone arrived to Mikayla's house. I arrived to the sight of everyone inside. There was the usual solid group of 10, plus one of our good friends who was on break from college the year before, Grant. We all stood around talking for a good 20 minutes, laughing and making conversation as usual. Inevitably the topic turned to who would get the booze for the night. "Alright then, who is going to get the drank tonight?" asked Archie, who had been my good friend for about as long as I can remember. Nobody immediately responded, since none of us had a fake ID, and all of us were under 21. "Gabi, isn't your older sister in town?" asked Celeste, Archie's long time girlfriend. Gabi was a long time acquaintance of Archie's, and her older sister was known to hook up the drink when the time came around. "No, she's out with friends in the city," responded Gabi. "Anyone else got an alch hookup?" The question was met with blank stares. "Okay, lets just go shoulder tap. Who's tryna roll out?" Grant surveyed. "Yeah, I'm down." "I'll drive!" "Damn it, I hate when this happens! I hate shoulder tapping bums, they always ask for a big tip! Assholes." Most everyone seemed pretty excited about getting the drinks. The two brash new seniors led the way, followed by the others. I wanted to stay behind and maybe catch a nap while they were gone; Mikayla wanted to stay and clean up anything that could be broken around the house before the actual kickback started; to my surprise, Celeste and Gabi stayed behind too, apparently just to talk in private. The booze-copping group made their way out to the cars and sped off to town to do their business. The house got quieter as the sound of car engines faded away. We all chatted for a while, sitting at Mikayla's breakfast bar in the kitchen. "Those pictures you Instagrammed of us at the pool last week were so funny, Tim!" Celeste exclaimed, referring to when me, Archie, Mikayla, and herself went to the community pool a week ago. Someone took the group photo of us four making silly faces and posing awkwardly, and I posted it. "Who even took that?" "Haha, I can't remember. but thank you!" I replied. "Why didn't you all invite me?" asked Gabi, giggling, as we looked at the pictures on Mikayla's phone. "I love the pool!" "Gabi, you just like showing your ass off to all the guys there. I catch them staring at you all the time, and you know it too," Mikayla playfully pointed out. Gabi returned a coy smile as she walked over, confidently cocking her hips with every step. Gabi was one of the single 19 year old females in our group, but of course she had no interest in me. She was far too cool. She was a 5'9", thiny built white girl with light brown hair who just oozed confidence and fun. I had a lingering attraction to Gabi, due to her attractive feminine face and shapely, although a bit skinny, figure. I would be lying if I said I had never rubbed myself to thoughts (and all too revealing social media pictures) of Gabi. From what I had heard, Gabi was even sexier to many of our other friends, she just never really did the trick for me the way other girls did. I couldn't deny that I had copped a stare or two of her tonight, dressed in sweatpants that hugged her legs and a tank top strung across her chest. The girl's conversation continued on, and I stopped paying attention to the specifics. "Oh you know it! I like making them watch." "You look so darn hot in that picture though! Gosh girl look at that fire body!"... I made my way around the counter and got a drink of water. When looked back I saw Celeste enthusiastically leaning over the counter to look at the pictures on Mikayla's phone. Oh, now let me tell you about Celeste... I had a crush on Celeste since sophomore year of high school, and since she's turned 18 she's only become unbelievably hotter. Standing about 5'5" and 140lb, she has a thick and muscular natural hourglass build. Her brown black hair drapes down on either side of her heavily freckled, nearly pale white face. Her big, dreamy green eyes captivate your attention. Her delicate jawline and soft lips accent the contours of her precious nose and chin. Her arms and shoulders are strong and ever so slightly muscular, as is her back. Her breasts are handfuls of firm yet soft skin, and she usually wore her outfits with a subtle hint at the perkiness of those heavenly mounds and a shadow of healthy cleavage in between. 34B, 36C, who knew? All I knew is that they were fabulous. Her body winds down to an exquisitely small waist coupled with wide, fertile hips. The slow rounding of her hips is accented by the supple lines of her obliques, and her firm tummy is thinly covered in a thin, sexy layer of womanly fat. Her hips narrow down to her groin, where her perfect little pussy lay, positioned at the edge of a delicious mound. When she wore certain pants, her little sex was especially visible, causing the free volume in my pants to suspiciously decrease. Oh, and dear god reader, her ass! Rock hard muscle underneath an almost imperceptible layer of sexy fat, it was a perfect heart shape which tapered down to her powerful legs and shapely calves. Her ass sat on her end like a hand fits in a glove: a perfect fit, starting at her tight waist, and ending where her legs seductively came up to meet smooth round perfection. I would have cut my arm off for the opportunity to run my hands over those legs and and that butt. Her ass was truly unbelievable, but she kept it humbly covered up with loose pants or skirts. Believe me, I would not be going into such detail if every minutia of her body was not the subject of many hours of my undivided attention. When the guys of our group occasionally rated our female friend's bodies, Celeste was casually ranked a 7/10. She was a perfect 10 to me, but I'd never let them know that. I had masturbated so, so many times to Celeste. Almost every night I would dream of a new scenario where I would wind up penetrating her perfect pussy, causing her to moan my name and me to moan hers. In a heavy sweat, I'd scroll though my memory bank for scraps of fantasy material: a curve here, a shadow there, and would nervously lower my boxers to satisfy myself. As I progressed in my imagined stories, she would ride me harder and harder, and my hand would stroke faster and faster, the energy building in my body, until I exploded into her, and into a tissue, and faded off to sleep cuddling next to her, and filled with thoughts of cuddling with her. However, I hadn't ever had a relationship, or even shared a kiss with Celeste. She had a personality that I really liked, but Archie had gotten to her before I knew her very well. She was a funny, interesting, adventurous little character. Now I wasn't particularly bitter about missing out on Celeste, but my God did I want her sometimes. It was difficult because we were such good platonic friends, but her sexiness overwhelmed me. Nobody in the group but myself ever caught onto this little tidbit, so I suffered in silence. Every time I saw her was an arousing yet frustrating encounter, since I knew I would most likely never know her soft caress, nor hear her satisfied moans, nor be allowed to touch her in her most intimate parts. I did spend quite a lot of time with Archie and Celeste though, so I had accumulated my fair share of items in the spank bank. She had a habit of wearing tight yoga pants, which really accentuated the muted triangle shape her mound made as well as the entire rear end of her body. I wound up taking surreptitious voyeur pictures of her in her yoga pants for later masturbation material while she was bent over or otherwise distracted. Even a picture with sight of a single ass curve or hip was enough to have me on the edge of spurting in less than a minute of manual stimulation; luckily, I wound up getting entire cleavage shots, ass silhouettes, and even once the delicate outline of her sweet sex - as a result I often found myself clenching my cock, the dark red head swollen and ready to explode, trying with all my might to delay my orgasm. Although I was a virgin, I was determined not to prematurely ejaculate whenever my first time happened - I treated my masturbation sessions more or less as 'simulations' - but every time I looked back at the picture I had of her, I couldn't contain myself: my balls jumped up and my seed spilled. I would dream, How does her skin feel? What does she smell like when she's turned on? How would her sweet nipples look, and taste? Multiple times we took trips to the pool where I was humble witness to the goddess stripping off her pants and shirt and revealing her body in a tight bikini. Her perky white breasts were daintily squeezed up by her top, and her body guided that form-hugging bikini bottom around her wide hips, glorious asscheeks, and the hot little center of attention between her legs. The black fabric of that bikini top stretched so finely over her breasts that it almost made me forget the blazing sexual heat given off by her hips and the contents between them. She was very careful to keep the most intimate bits covered up from the public, but there are a few instances burned into my memory where she readjusted her top or bottom and I was lucky enough to see a jiggle or curve which I had not seen before. One time, I remember, her bikini bottom slipped from her tight ass only by an inch or two, but just enough to reveal the beginning of her crack. She took two steps before realizing it, but I was granted a mere second's view of her round ass powerfully jiggling from side to side as she walked. I suddenly needed an excuse to go to the bathroom, where I proceeded to silently masturbate to one massive ejaculation after another, until my balls were empty and my penis chaffed and bleeding from the friction. And then, of course, a time I will never forget is when we all went skinny dipping. Archie had suggested we all go for a midnight nude dip in the lake, and we, as young, generally attractive people, thought it was a great idea, especially since we all secretly wanted to see each-other naked, if even just for a second. She was one of the last ones to take her clothes off under the (unfortunately) moonless night glow. She stripped and entered the water from behind the safety of a rock with Archie. I had to pretend, the entire time, that I wasn't gazing at her with unbroken interest, desperately looking for the light from the stars to cast down onto a sliver of her delicious body. She stayed underwater out of embarrassment, like most everyone did, but that didn't prevent me from attempting a glance or two while submerged, to no avail. I was satisfied with seeing her bare shoulder and back - my cock was as hard as it has ever been, despite being in ice cold water. When she got out of the water underneath the shadows to hide her figure and laid down on a tall rock to dry off, I knew I had hit the jackpot. I just needed to look like I wasn't studying for a test on her anatomy, and I'd be able to see this heavenly beauty naked, with no one the wiser! I waited until my raging boner subsided before I crawled out of the water, the rest of the group was too far away to make out any details. I quietly slithered up on the rock next to her, and to my delight, the stars shown down on her big muscular ass with all the brightness they could. It was dark, but I could still make out the basic shapes of her body. The shadows of her awesome cheeks blacked out the delicate pussy lips I had intended to see, but her ass was simply enough to cause my cock to come to immediate rock hardness. She rolled over, just to brush her leg off (while cutely trying to keep herself covered from anyone watching), which revealed just a fraction of her magnificent breasts in murky starlight grayscale. The curves, the nipples, the areolas, oh my! True sex desire possessed me, even if my view was a little dark to make out all the details. I felt my cock clenching in excitement. I glanced down to her ass again to the sight of what I believe was a sliver (for only a fraction of a second) of the most magnificent vagina the world has ever been graced with. I thought to myself, Why couldn't the moon be out tonight? Why am I not allowed to take in the whole beauty of Celeste in full detail? Why! Why! Why! I accidentally rolled off the rock as I felt an unexpected excitement filling my groin area. I was surprised when I looked down to find my balls squeezing with all their might at their most retracted position. My veins were throbbing and my head was bulging. Without even stroking my cock a single time, I glanced up again at Celeste to the familiar ecstasy of cumming, except this time the fantasy was almost too real. Her most intimate, private sexual parts were no longer an amorphous fantasy in my imagination, they were real presented before me in the starlight. My dick contracted with all it's might, desperately bobbing to a fro as ropes of my white cum splattered on the rocks below, just hoping it would someday taste Celeste's body. To my horror, she was alerted by my muffled vocalizations as I came, but she could only see my face as she looked in my direction. I gave her a silent forced smile and wave, trying to ignore the fact that my deprived cock had begun a second wave of intense convulsions when I saw her face. Sometimes I wondered at the absolute euphoria Archie must experience when she seduces him. How she shows her innocent female affection towards him; the privilege of being granted the right to touch her body; and of course, the soul-merging sexual interaction which made young love so hot! It was a fantasy of pleasure proportions I couldn't even fathom. All I could do was wonder. And fantasize. And furiously, furiously masturbate. I snapped back to attention to prevent myself from glaring at Celeste for too long, now that I noticed I was glaring directly at her chest. Wow. I am such a creep. No wonder I'm still a virgin. Mikayla shot me a dirty look, although neither Celeste nor Gabi noticed. But I had only slept about 4 hours the night before, and I was tired, so I decided on a spontaneous nap to pass the time until Grant returned with the crew. I said my goodbyes and went to the couch. I overheard bits of conversation as I went to sleep. ..."I heard Grant's college's soccer team is going to be NCAA champs this year!" "That's bull. Did Grant tell you that? He's always lying about that sort of thing"... ..."Mikayla, do you have any dank in your house? Like I lowkey wanna get high." "Yeah just lemme check my little stash. Haha I keep everything in here"... "Holy shit! I forgot I kept two bottles of JD in here!" "Lets drink some now, everyone said they're going to take like 3 fucking hours to get here!"... I woke up to the sounds of laughter and the sight of the three girls looking down at me. "C'mon Tim, turn up with us," Celeste said. "Yeah Tim, we already drank half the bottle! And we got one more!" said Mikayla, obviously a few shots in. "We got some good chaser too!" "How about some pong until everyone else gets back?" I said. Mikayla responded, "Yeah, Grant said he's going to be a while getting back with everyone else." "Mikayla, where are your cups?" asked Celeste. "It's all good, I already got it set up, but we need Tim to play!" Gabi responded, holding a half full container of Jack Daniels in one hand and a bottle of Coke in the other. I obliged them, and we set up to play some pong. Gabi and I were on a team against Celeste and Mikayla. Considering I was sober, and they were already semi-drunk, as well as the fact that I was far more coordinated than them to start with, meant Gabi and I swept them twice. Although to keep it fair, I drank for each of their shots just to catch up. One shot turned into two. Two turned into three. Three into four, and four into nine. Getting more drunk by the second. "Thats a cup! Boo yah, go back to the minor leagues!" I exclaimed as I hit another cup. "On fire!" I took a shot as they took theirs. "Balls back!" "Damn it, Tim. C'mon Celeste, I don't want to lose again!" Mikayla yelled, obviously fairly drunk now. Aces High This continued on until we lost count of the shots. "I'm kind of feeling done. Enough Jack for the next week and a half'" Celeste proclaimed. Everyone nodded, feeling the same way. "Well, I've got some beer in my basement, maybe we can play cards or something?" Mikayla suggested. She looked at us all and said, reading from her phone, " Okay, well it's going to be at least another 2 hours. If they even get back! Wow, we need to find something else to keep us busy until then." "Strip poker!" yelled Gabi. " We played that a few weeks ago drunk with Mikey and Courtney and it was so much fun!" "Really?" asked Mikayla. "Wasn't it weird though? I mean since we're all friends?" I asked. "Not at all! No one actually got totally naked, except Mikey since he lost soo many rounds. I mean whats the point of having friends if you can't deal with seeing them in their underwear, or naked, once in a great while!" Gabi asserted. "Ha, I suppose so. I don't really want to play though," Mikayla said, looking worried and nervous. "Oh c'mon babe, nobody here really cares about being nude, not even Tim!' said Celeste. Not true. Celeste jeered, "Take a risk! Have a little fun babe! Wooo!" "Yeah, besides, most of the time we quit before we see anything, and like the rest of the time only ONE person gets totally naked," Gabi reassured her. Mikayla looked sheepishly at the ground before smiling and agreeing, "Yeah, alright. Since we're all friends." "Yeah, and last time, we found out Mikey has red pubes! Haha so funny!" Gabi said as she fumbled setting up the poker table. We all shared a drunken laugh, but I became very tense. A thousand scenarios ran through my head. These girls are all so hot, and I am just a single guy going to play strip poker with them. Isn't that awkward? What if I get a boner? Jeez, I'm going to be a laughing stock. What if I lose their friendship, because they see how much I like them? Or -eek- what if Gabi and I somehow have sex or something, and I am terrible because it's my first time? Oh no, this is horrible. A disaster! Then I began to consider the reality of the situation: Well, Mikayla and Celeste are already taken and Gabi isn't interested. I'm probably drunk enough to be whiskey dicked, so I won't get a boner. What could go wrong if it's all in good fun? We're all friends, I think I'll be okay. And I'll refill the spank bank! Oh man, this will be awesome if I see Gabi...or Mikayla...or...Oh yes! Celeste! I just need to make sure to not get hard. That would be so embarrassing, I'd never live it down. We sat down fully clothed and began dealing cards for 5 card draw. We were all sipping some Corona that Mikayla had found in her downstairs fridge, getting even more drunk by the minute. I was drinking as quickly as possible to lessen my chances of getting hard in front of everyone and embarrassing myself. I'd rather puke than lose their friendship. The rules were simple: win a hand, and you pick one article of clothing to come off anyone you choose. The person taking off the clothing must stand on the table to take it off - putting on a show is optional. If you fold, you are exempt from stripping, but you can't order anyone to strip for the next 2 rounds. We all were giggling and laughing at the absurdity of the situation. I was desperately trying to stop undressing the three beautiful girls with my eyes before my cards could do the talking. "Okay, I guess I'll start dealing," I said. From their excited, laughing reactions, I assumed they shared none of my worries about awkwardness of this situation. "Damn it!" yelled Gabi and Mikayla when they saw their cards. I flipped over the communal cards. Hmm. That's a pair of Aces, Ooh, but I also have triple 8's. I'm going with that! We laid down our cards and I had won this first game with triple 8's. Mikayla's cute nose wrinkled and I already decided my first target. Everyone giggled. "Okay then, umm. Uh...Mikayla, socks." She jumped up on the and threw them off with a big smile, happy that I hadn't said "bra" or "panties". This set the precedent that the stripping of the clothes had to be enthusiastic, even if the first few rounds were a bit boring. Okay, cock is still flaccid, I'm doing okay. Just fine. "My turn to deal!" Mikayla yelled as she took another sip of Corona. We continued with round after round. First, the socks came off. Then the beanies and hats. Then the jackets. No one wanted to be the first one to make the situation unnecessarily sexual, until we got to the shirts. And then the pants. "Tim shirt!" "Gabi shirt!" "Mikayla pants!" "Celeste, pants!" I watched each girl get up on the table and enthusiastically tear off her clothes. Watching Celeste was amazing, but nothing I hadn't gotten used to many times by watching her undress for the pool. It was a bit more difficult though, considering the viewing angle I had of her hips and legs so close to my face. I wasn't particularly worried about how I looked sitting there in long pants and no shirt because I was a gym-a-holic: I sported a six pack and bulging arms, a wide chest and massive traps. If anything I think the ladies were impressed, since we were under good lighting. Unfortunately, in the past my body hasn't helped me in the way of getting first time sex, a first time kiss, or even just holding a girls hand. My face is a little (or maybe a lot) strange and I have very low self esteem. Girls have never been into that. The ladies were down to their sexy bras and panties and I was in only my boxers and pants. I felt myself swell a little at the sight of Celeste in her black underwear. No different from a pool trip. Actually, I'd even say these underwear are a little less form fitting than her bikini. Gosh...Wow her tight little pussy is just inches away from being revealed...Wait, no, don't look at her, concentrate on your cards. Close call. Luckily, I was still wearing pants, and I had conditioned myself over many hours at the pool to soften a boner caused by Celeste. Although now being under the gun, and seeing these three hotties in their underwear, I was facing stiff competition. Cmon! lets see some sexy parts! Or maybe not, I wouldn't be able to resist getting hard. Ugh, this is a catch 22. Of course I wanted to see these girls naked, but at what cost? The loss of my only friend group? At this point I was almost too drunk to care, the wishy-washy feeling of alcohol muddling my coordination and my thoughts. It was Gabi's turn to deal. I got my cards: Shit, a pair of 10's? Fuck, I hope I get some good cards. Nothing came my way. We laid down the cards and Celeste said "Tim, pants!" I jumped on the table and tried to appear unafraid as I tore my pants off. Luckily my cock was still soft, so I felt like I still might be able to get away without embarrassing myself. I dealt again. Shit, an ace of clubs and a five of diamonds. I suppose being the naked one isn't the worst that could've happened. I hoped that the communal cards would turn something good over. "Okay guys, Imma flip the communal cards." 3 of Hearts. Ok. 4 of diamonds. Fuck. Not winning this one. Ace of spades. Cool, thats a pair. Ace of diamonds. Yeah, that might be a winner! Ace of hearts! Holy shit! "Four of a kind!" I yelled as I slammed the cards on the table. I received a giggling "Not me" glare from each girl. At this point I wasn't sure anyone would go any farther, now that we'd undoubtedly be revealing our most private parts to each-other. I could tell everyone was tense and nervous, yet dulled by the alcohol, but still unsure if anyone would actually follow through. They all looked like they wished they had folded. Without thinking, I said, "Celeste, bra!" She enthusiastically jumped on the table and slowly unclasped the back of her bra, all while shaking her hips like a professional stripper. I felt my cock swelling uncontrollably.Her hands moved around to the front to keep the cups on her breasts, and she twirled around to show me her bare back, giving me a perfect view of her goods from the back. Each lovely round buttcheek spilled out of her elastic bottoms and contracted in coordination with the swaying movement of her hips. Each curve looked fantastic, oh god how I wanted to touch it! She let her bra fall to the floor as we all drunkenly cheered, then sat down, keeping her hands over her bare chest in an attempt at modesty. She tried to hide her beautiful chest with one arm and hold her cards with another, but I caught a quick glance of nipple here and there, no longer pretending to be disinterested in the slightest. Look at her, look how fucking sexy she is! Look at those titties! Perfectly round handfuls of heaven! I couldn't stop thinking about how badly I wanted to touch her. It consumed every thought I had. My cock was now at full attention. Fuck! How do I hide this? I'm in my boxers...I'll just tuck it into my waistband! Wait, fuck. That didn't work. Shit, shit shit! I was a little too long for the waistband trick. I panicked a little bit now that I was pitching a 7 inch tent. That shit was fucking unhide-able. Okay, I thought, I just have to win the rest of the rounds and throw my pants on before anyone sees. Easy. Gabi said, "Oh, cm'on Celeste, lets see them! You look great, and we're all friends here. Show yourself off, girl!" With that encouragement, she lowered her arm and my mouth dropped open. Perfect breasts! God yes! Finally! She's so hot! Yes! Yes! It was the first pair of real boobs I had ever seen under good lighting. Perfectly perky little handfuls of sexual desire exactly as I had imagined. Marble white skin complimented with suckable brown nipples, each gentle curve reaffirming their natural healthy shape. My eyes never looked back down at my cards. I miraculously won the next two rounds, and I was blessed with the sight of two more sets of healthy, natural breasts. First it was Gabi, who excitedly threw her bra off. Hers were 32B, yet so so sexy. Larger than bee-stings and smaller than apples, tiny little nobs for nipples capped them, and she threw them around with such confidence and playfulness. Mikayla took off her bra slowly, and revealed (after much encouragement by all parties) tanned brown 32C's with darker brown dollar coin sized nipples. Mikayla's sagged ever so slightly, while Celeste's and Gabi's were about as perky as they come. All so, so exciting. We were all very drunk by now, so time was passing in chunks that are unaccounted for. Social barriers were being obliterated by the boatload. Eventually we reached the next round, which I again won. I'll admit I had no idea what cards I even had, my eyes were far too focused on the chests of the young women around me. My cock was soaking in precum, staining the front of my boxers and straining against them for release, preferably directly into Celeste's mouth or onto her tummy. Or her legs. Or anywhere fucking near her! But I knew I had to control myself - I wouldn't want to embarrass or alienate myself from my friends by violating her personal space with a superlatively creepy gesture like that.. I would never dream of violating my goddess... but I just won a round, so might as well see her in all her glory! Holy shit, I have the chance to see Celeste totally naked. Agh, she's so hot! What if she doesn't take if off though, or she gets timid and makes it awkward? I pondered the consequences while the ladies all looked at me, then I said, "Celeste, panties." She looked at me with a frown on her face. "Tim, I get the feeling you just want to see me naked," she said, sternly looking me in the eyes. Gabi and Mikayla giggled. My heart stopped. "What are you talking about? I took off everyone's tops, and now we don't have too many options left. Umm..." I responded, hoping she would drop the subject. "Well, you've been eyeing my me for the last 5 minutes. Hahahaha!" she giggled. I wasn't going to deny it. Of course I want to see you naked. I also want to kiss you, run my hands over every inch of your body, and make love to you for hours on end. Alright, well I can't say that, so I guess I'll settle for... "Well, I'd actually like to see all of you naked," I responded, the alcohol destroying my inhibitions. Celeste looked under the table and smiled. There was a moment of silence. "Fine. Ill wrestle you for the right to my panties. I win, I keep them, you win, I take them off," Celeste stated firmly (and very drunkenly), knowing that if I accepted, everyone would know I'd had a boner this whole time. She was quite literally calling my bluff, hoping I'd decline. Gabi and Mikayla watched with shock and anticipation. "Oh really?" I stammered. Oh shit, she knows I'm hard. But who cares? I get to wrestle her nearly naked! Oh my god, I'll finally get to touch her! At this point, I didn't care if anyone fucking knew. I would get to touch this heavenly beauty even if I had to play it off as a wrestling match, even if my hard cock bobbed around on its own, even if I'd be outed as some sort of weirdo or creep. I''ll win quick, play it off, apologize for my boner, and enjoy the rest of the night watching Celeste attempt to cover her delicious pussy. Or maybe I'll even catch a glimpse or two of it, and I'll go home with a whole new set of jerking material. Home free, and still coming out a winner. "Come and get some!" I said back. She hopped over the table and came for me. I stood up, revealing my wobbling, steel stiff cock to the other two girls, both who laughed and pointed at how crazy this situation had become. I was much bigger and stronger than Celeste, so I threw her to the ground like a ragdoll and laid on top of her without much effort. But there was a hitch in my plan: my straining cock was touching her bare leg, and I felt my groin snd balls tingling with the sensation of nearing ejaculation. I was doing my absolute best to keep my desperate hands off her private parts to avoid groping her and losing control. Jesus christ, Tim, don't fucking cum in front of all of them. Oh my but I'm touching her! I'm touching her nearly naked fucking body! Her back feels so fucking good! Should I touch her tits? Would she notice? Yes, of course she'd notice, don't grope her... Fuck it, I need to touch them. But I'm so close to cumming! What happened to whisky dick? Fuck! At this point, she was still actively trying to win our platonic wrestling match. She rolled on top of me, tight black panties still on, boobs hanging precariously inches above my chest, hot breath coming down on my face. Her panties were barely containing her wonderful hips, just mere inches above my straining cock on the edge of orgasm. Her breathing was heavy from exertion. Her perfect ass was wiggling around in the air, just waiting to be grabbed. I knew if I grabbed her there, though, there was no way I could play it off as wrestling anymore, I'd be groping my best friend's girlfriend (with two witnesses) on Mikayla's living room floor. I couldn't resist. Wow. Oh my god. She feels so great. Okay, just don't touch her ass, maybe I can still get out of this with no problems. Oh god her perfect ass! Okay, just keep your hands off it...Agh! I need to touch her there! I can't fucking not! I need to! My hands reached up and grabbed those asscheeks I'd wanted for so long. I grabbed and tried to take in every bit of detail my nerves could give me about how amazing it was. Grasping and clenching, sliding and pinching. My hands dipped under her panties, to feel the absolute flawlessness underneath, maybe hoping to "accidentally" find my way between her legs. If she would have let me, I'd have spent the rest of my life in that position. I heard Gabi and Mikayla gasp, and I watched each of their hands slowly slide into their panties. "Tim, what the fuck..." It was about at this point I stopped caring about anything and everything. I lost myself in my urges for her. My heart was beating like a machine gun, or five. I flipped her over and put my mouth on hers, my very first kiss - and with a nearly naked girl on me, no less. I stopped giving a fuck that she was Archie's girl or that Gabi and Mikayla were watching, or that the rest of the group would be coming back soon. I just fucking lost myself in her. At first she resisted my kiss, but after a second, her eyes closed, her tongue entered my mouth, and she lost herself in me. Drunken bliss. She came after me with the ferocity that I came after her. I picked her up and wobbled into the bedroom, landing on top of her on the master bed. Our mouths were still interlocked, my hands tracing the features of her face, our tongues locked in an elaborate dance. The wetness of her mouth, the feeling of my tongue on her teeth, and the softness of her lips drew me in more and more. My thought processes all but stopped: Oh my god Oh god Oh my god Oh fuck! Yes! Yes! I traced my hand down to her chest where I gently squeezed her soft, yet firm breasts. Wonderful grapefruits topped with nipples which felt surprisingly hard compared to the smooth skin on the rest of her body. My most pleasurable fantasies paled in comparison with the reality, even with my senses dulled by alcohol. We continued to kiss with maximum intensity, jaws oscillating with passion, tongues enthusiastically savoring the succulent moisture of another human being. My hand quickly tore off my boxers, revealing to her my bobbing manhood standing a full 7 girthy inches. She wiggled her panties off her hips and I tore them off her body. We broke our kiss, and without even looking at the incredible little bit of heaven I just revealed, my mouth clung to her nipples. I sucked on each breast as sensually as I could, gently nibbling on her nipples like all the online articles I had read told me I should. She moaned in pleasure and I felt a rising sense of anxiousness and pure excitement in my body. I licked my way down to her bellybutton, and took a step back to look at what I just accomplished. Her hips were wide and they were beautiful; between them laid the most perfect pussy I had ever seen, with a shaved mound that beckoned me to come in. The two lips barely open, red, pink, wet, and waiting. Her titties laid on her arched torso, right below an adorable smile hiding nervousness and excitement. I'm going to fuck Celeste. My mouth zoomed to her little sex and began going to work. I only knew what I read online, but apparently it was enough to spell out the alphabet with my tongue as quickly and as forcefully as possible. I didn't know her clit would be so hard, or she would taste so great! My thoughts were reduced to single sentences, as I was fully concentrated on pleasing her, my goddess. In a matter of seconds, she was moaning and holding my head with both hands. Within a minute, she was frantically thrusting toward me, moaning faster and faster, and then, out of nowhere, she was squirting in my mouth. I tasted the sweet victory of her clear fluids. I just made Celeste cum. I regained a bit of my thought processes when we changed positions and she crawled on top of me. My hands shot to her waist, neatly positioned on her hips, thumbs depressed on her soft tummy like I was pressing buttons on a controller. So, so hot. I am so close to cumming, but she hasn't even touched me yet! If I come like a newbie that would ruin this whole ordeal. Well, I am a newbie...fuck. Okay, I just need to relax. Aces High I saw Mikayla and Gabi by the door, mouths open, their hands rhythmically running up and down in their underwear. Great, now two of my friends are gonna watch me lose my load in 5 seconds. Fuck. My first time and I'm going to fuck it up. Okay, relax, Re-lax. Wait, are they touching themselves? Celeste's dripping mound was right over my throbbing cock. My shaft was a hot red tone, and the head was completely purple. I felt like I couldn't take even a single stroke of stimulation - hell, it felt like if someone blew air onto my cock I would have erupted. She looked down at me and smiled before kissing me even more intensely than before. I felt the electrifying touch of her hand guiding my cock inside her, and I throbbed. It was the first time anyone had ever touched my erection. She put me at her soaking wet entrance, and slowly slid down my shaft, sending mind blowing sensations through my entire lower body. It felt like someone had me do a drug through my cock, each fold of her insides stimulated a new level of lubricated ecstasy. She took my hands and placed them on her bouncing tits, and showed her pearly whites. A smile that could kill: my heart was beating so fast and hard that I thought I was going to have a fucking heart attack. Its finally happening! She slid up and down twice, but even as I tried to move with her to reduce the friction, the excitement in my groin grew to a massive climax, and I pushed her off my steel hard rod, sending her ass back onto my legs. I desperately tried to hold it, but it was no use. My balls drew up, my legs trembled together, and my abs clenched in anticipation. She realized what was happening and immediately grabbed my cock as it blew like a fountain. White ropes flew up as I faded back, and I closed my eyes while she stroked to the rhythm of my orgasm. Hnnnnnnnnggghhhh. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. I opened my eyes and my stomach dropped as I realized I just prematurely ejaculated like a fucking loser in front of my three best female friends. Two full strokes. Wow. But Mikayla and Gabi were no longer at the door, they were on the bed, on either side of me and Celeste. I noticed that they were totally naked, and I had to take a second glance at each of their pussies to make sure this was still real life. Gabi's pussy was a tight-looking slit, neatly shaven; Mikayla's was as I had imagined, two soft, golden lips complete with a landing strip of hair. My defeated cock rose to attention immediately, ready for another challenge - ready to fulfill years of masturbatory fantasies about these wonderful girls. Holy shit. I'm going to fuck all of them. Gabi straddled my face as Mikayla and Celeste played with my cock to get it back into working action. My heart rate skyrocketed again, and I started pleasuring Gabi, responding to her moans and thrusts with harder licks and kisses right on her most sensitive area. Celeste inserted my cock into her mouth, and Mikayla ran her tongue up and down my abs, feeling my arm muscles with her curious hands. Celeste's playful tongue felt like her sex had felt: mind-meltingly, earth-shatteringly pleasurable. My moans were muffled by Gabi's weight on my face. I can't believe this. They're all so hot, so amazing. I would've never though this could've happened. Ahhhhhhh... A smiling Celeste hopped on top of me again as Gabi dismounted. Mikayla fell on top of Gabi, kissing her and rubbing between her legs, exchanging moans like excited replies of good conversation. "Ready?" Celeste asked. I nodded. You will NOT cum too quickly again, I told myself. She inserted me into her red hot entrance and I was again overwhelmed by how amazing she made me feel. I clenched her ass with both my hands; she started riding me up and down again. Her two love mounds bounced joyfully on her chest, her head fell back to express her pleasure, and her strokes grew faster and faster. As moaning from Gabi and Mikayla grew to a crescendo, I noticed the reserved Mikayla truly letting go of her inhibitions as her hips fluttered in orgasmic ecstasy. Mikayla had been trying to avoid an orgasm in front of us, but she just couldn't resist even a moment longer. I looked down at Celeste's pussy, ecstatically sliding up and down my wet shaft. Oh yes! This is so good! This is what life is about! I was trying to avoid cumming as hard as I could. I had practiced many a masturbation session relaxing my muscles to avoid orgasm, but in live action that practice went straight out the window. She was simply too hot and her moans too arousing and her pussy too wet for me to hold my cum. She was on top of me, rocking back and forth, so I had no control over the pace or intensity. It felt so good, yet so disappointing, to relinquish control so fully. "Oh, Celeste, I can't hold it much longer." She rode me faster, and moaned louder, "Celeste, you feel too fucking good. I can't fucking hold out!" I said as I tried to minimize her friction on me. She smiled back. "Celeste, Jesus, I'm so close! You've got to stop!" She smiled at me, bringing her voice up to a high pitch squeal. "Oh fuck yes, just a little bit longer! I'm going to cum too!" she yelled, placing my hands on her ass. Her squeals got more frequent, and her mouth opened out of pleasure. She was as close as I was. Gabi and Mikayla laid back with blushed faces, each having recently orgasmed, grinning at the developing situation. "Is he prematurely ejaculating again?" asked Gabi. Gabi had little tolerance for a guy who got too excited before his lady was finished. "Oh, give Tim a break. He obviously really likes her. He-" Mikayla was cut off as Gabi initiated the next round of fellatio. I mean there's always, Plan B, right? Fuck! "Oh Celeste...I can't...holy shit...Celeste...mmmm..." I was losing control. "Ahhh! Yes! Oh my gosh yes! Cum for me again!" Celeste moaned. Holy shit! Oh my god! Hnnnnnnnnnnnnnngh. I can say without a doubt that cumming condomless inside Celeste was the finest moment of my life so far. I felt like I intimately knew Celeste, and I had expressed all of my sexual energy to her. I became totally oblivious to anything but the euphoria in my cock, having just been ridden to completion by the girl of my dreams. Celeste quickly finished right after myself, moaning and shaking, and fell on top of me in post-orgasmic drunken afterglow. We were both floating in a dream state, while Mikayla and Gabi next to us were rising to another orgasm, "Oh my god, Tim. That felt too good. Mmmhhh." Celeste purred as she lay beside me. Mikayla, red faced and grinning, rolled on top of me, and again my cock hopped to attention. I'm a stud. I could go All Mother- Fucking Night. She placed me in her throbbing golden sex and rode me furiously. It was even better than I had fantasized. "Are you doing okay?" she asked in between heavy inhalations. "I'm getting close again! You're so hot! Holy shit!" I nervously responded. Wow. I'm going to cum too early again. "I'm trying to hold it!", I reiterated. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmh ahhhhh yeeeeeees!", she moaned back. Hold it! Think about baseball, anything! Is this supposed to happen? Just concentrate on her body, dont think about your stamina. My strategy worked for about 30 strokes. A lightning bolt of excitement shot through me again and I looked down at the magic that Mikayla was doing to me. I tried to focus on anything but how incredible each stroke felt. Each of her thrusts was like a perfectly lubricated hand turning all of its attention toward making me cum as quickly as possible. My efforts were to no avail. Alright, you just prematurely came twice. I don't even think it's physically possible to do it again. Oh wow, look at her smiling at me. Those breasts, that ass. And Celeste too, wow! Okay, calm down, don't cum. Wow, that felt really good, but don't panic. Jeez, is she going faster? Oh my, and look at that pussy! Unngh, those hips! Okay, I'm twitching s little bit but I can still recover...just relax your pelvic floor muscle...oh god...I'm stiffening up. Please Mikayla, just cum before me or slow down or something. I'm getting stiffer. She's speeding up, maybe if I thrust with her it'll minimize...oh, that feels even better! Agh! Don't panic, don't panic! Hold it, relax! Shit, shit! Ahh! Ahhh! Yeesssss! I came within a minute again, just out of pure excitement for Mikayla. She rolled off, dripping my potent cum. I was again thrown into a world of pure bliss and pleasure, ripped back out as they aroused me again. I had no problem with that - Gabi hopped on me next: "C'mon, do me till I can't take it!" Gabi ordered, placing my hands on her toned ass. Unfortunately, the same series of thoughts came and went. Wow, she feels good. Maybe just concentrate on her face? Will that work? Oh, her moans. Yes! Yes! Mhhhhm. Okay, just relax your abs, youre going to give it to her too soon. Mmmmh! The head feels so good! Shes riding me so fast, though, I'm going to lose it! "Doing okay, big guy?" Gabi asked. I looked over to notice Mikayla and Celeste beginning their first formal round of oral. "Gabi, look, I don't have much experience, I think I'm gonna blow soon! Hnngh, you feel too good! Fuck, you're all so beautiful!" "Is this your first time, Tim?" I was reluctant to admit it, but I had to. These girls were making my dreams come true, I could at least tell them the truth. "Yes." Gabi leaned in and whispered, "It's okay, we will work on it." She gave me a smile, and proceeded to ramp up the speed. Wait, wait. No, not again! Fuck, agh, agh, mhmm, hnggg, ahh! I tried as hard as I could to hold on, but I fell back onto the bed, defeated. Gabi pulled me out, dragging a stream of ejaculate with my cock. Maybe I have a problem. I don't care, I just fucked my three friends. And it's my first time. God dammit they're all so fucking hot! "I'm sorry guys! I just can't deal with how you make me feel right now. You're all a little bit much for one guy to take in." I explained. "Haha we know. Ahh, but this is so fucking good! And I told Grant and everyone not to come back, so we have all night," replied Gabi. That is how it went for the next two hours or so. Three girls, taking turns riding me to massive orgasms. I lost track after the fifth or sixth, but there were many, enough to give each girl a convulsing release as well. I had each of them reveal their orgasmic expressions to me one by one as they rotated through: Celeste's cute giggles and moaning laugh, Mikayla's poweful trembling, and Gabi's porn-worthy acting. I felt all over their young hot bodies; I kissed their beautiful faces, their fine breasts, their tight asses, and their scorching pussies. I knew each of their sexy figures as intimately as anyone else. By the time the third hour went by, we had already came so times that the three ladies just laid across me and each purred their contentment. My cock was sore but it had done its work. I laid back, beaming my highest high while under the warmth of three beauties basking in blissful afterglow, thinking about how great it felt to be so fucking male. Who cares that I came quick, that was glorious - I managed to satisfy the girls of my dreams. I fulfilled years of fantasies: A dream come true! The exhausted little group snuggled up. Celeste came up to my face, and our tongues again interlocked in a final display of passion before the trio and I faded off to peaceful sleep. I don't think I've been happier in my entire life. ... I woke up to the sounds of laughter, and the three girls staring up at me. "Hey Tim, are you okay? You were making weird noises while you were sleeping" I was still on the motherfucking couch. No! No! No! I dreamed it all? I noticed a yellow-white crusty stain on the front of the blanket over me. Oh, no, no, no! I came in my sleep? Fuck! The girls looked at me with disgust. "Umm, Tim, is that...?" "Did you...?" "Eww." No! It can't be! Fuck, no! Nooooooooo! I felt like I was going to cry. Mikayla and Gabi walked away while I was still half asleep and bumbling around to figure out what was going on. Celeste leaned over the couch, a coy expression written on her face. "Not one word of last night, dear." she whispered. She kissed me on my cheek and strolled off, shaking her ass a little extra with her steps. Ace's on the High Seas The door buzzer sounded. And again. Sandy opened her eyes slowly, trying to remember where she was. Not remembering anything with great clarity. She could feel the knocking in her head... from the night before. She'd had a few too many at the office party for Christmas. "I hope I never did anything I might live to regret!" she thought. The buzzer rang again, this time more shrilly. "Damn, THAT's what it was..." she got off the couch where she had been sleeping and walked unsteadily to the door, and peeped through the spy hole. "It's HIM!" she gasped, in her head. Knowing full well, suddenly, what she had done last night, she called out tentatively, "Wh.. whoo is it?" A muffled voice, masculine and throaty, burbled from the other side of the door, "Jack Winslow, Miss Taylor, we met last night at the Christmas party for Handworkers Inc." Sandy cracked open the door to the limit of the security chain, 'How can I help you, Jack?" she asked. Her tummy began to squeeze in excitement at seeing Jack, she had always fancied his dark look, from afar, and had often fantasised about him holding her and kissing her. Now he was in front of her, within reach and asking her to let him into her home. "I was hoping that I could help you, Miss Winslow, as it seemed just a little bit like you were somewhat inebriated after the party last night, and we did all commit to going boating today." "Boating?!" "Yes, boating, in the bay and up or down the coast." Jack was beginning to sound a little peeved. "Oh Shit! Yes... I remember now... vaguely...' Sandy's voice trailed off. She suddenly became aware that they were still conversing through the crack of the door, and got a little flustered and apologetically closed, unlatched and then reopened the door wider to allow Jack access to her flat. "I'm so terribly sorry, Jack, I passed out on the couch when I got home and woke there when you buzzed my bell. Come in. can I get you some coffee?" "Let me get the coffee, why don't you do something about the state of undress you find yourself in... and we can get going..." Sandy looked down for the first time... and realised that she had only a t-shirt on, and nothing else... and it didn't quite cover all the places it needed to cover. Jack had been incredibly taken aback, and had worked hard to hide his shock, and pleasure, at seeing the beautiful flash of pink skin below the shirt, and the distinct shape of two gorgeous round and full breasts under the slight fabric of the t-shirt. He was dressed for the occasion, crisp white shorts, neatly pressed, and a blue and white horizontal striped shirt buttoned twice at the neck. He has a pair of sneakers on and no socks. Sand is impressed with the ensemble and she smiles inwardly. He could just smell her womanhood, and her scent was musk-filled and rich. He found himself growing in his excitement. He needed to hide his embarrassment, so redirected her attention to getting ready as he busied himself getting coffee for them, as she disappeared into the bedroom and subsequently the bathroom to shower... Handing her the coffee as she emerged from the bedroom some ten minutes later, her hair damp from the jet of water in the quick shower she had taken to wake up, they gulped it down, and briefly reacquainted themselves with each other. Sandy remembered being finally and officially introduced to the striking figure of Jack Winslow at the start of proceedings last night at the party, and immediately sensed the electric vibe between them when he took her hand in his, and held it for a few seconds as they exchanged glances and names. Sandy felt a shiver of pleasure ripple though her groin and her tummy... she pinched her muscles together, to try and hold the feeling, remembering the touch last night as they met for the first time. She smiled, and rested her hand on his leg as he sat on the arm of her couch, drinking his coffee as quickly as the hot liquid would allow. I've had my eye on you for some time, Mister Winslow, Sandy thought. He visibly jumped as her hand touched him, and then as it rested a little longer than was almost appropriate, he seemed to squirm even more. The electricity was beginning again. "We should be going," he trembled, "we don't want people to think that we have gotten lost somehow." "And where might that be?" Sandy was quick. Rapier like wit she had was on even before her eyes came open each morning. "Erm,... I don't know, stuff ... I don't know, I am just the chauffeur today." Jack stumbled as he tried to find words. The sight of the T-shirt lifting and flashing him a view of the pleasures it was trying to cover, and then her touching him had completely unnerved him. Sandy picked up her tote bag and her hand bag a she headed for the door after Jack, and locked the door as she closed them safely on the outside, "Let's get the show on the road," she said nonchalantly. The car ride to the marina was brief, and took them some 20 minutes. The boats they were going to be using were moored to the floating docks already, and the canopies over the deck area were pulled up and tightened off, so that the sun had as little place to burn the revelers as possible. The large cabin in the centre front of the boat could accommodate a fairly large size group, and the four guests that had decided to take the company launch out today were far less than usually utilised the vessel. The captain and one crew member then, were all that was necessary to manage the boat today. The Captain was already on the upper deck and had his back to Sandy and Jack as they came aboard. His cap set rakishly off to one side, his silver blonde hair and tanned skin showing the suns aging effects had had their chances with him. Jack helped Sandy into the lower deck area where it formed a sort of well, the gunwale and deck forming one solid unit, the steps to the deck set into the shape of the gunwale as well. The built in sofas around the outside of the deck area were covered with plush leather, fine piping finishing the joints off, and were stuffed and really comfortable to sit on. Two waitrons stood to attention with trays holding canapés and glasses of champagne that Sandy could take at will as she finished the one held in hand. Jack had a long sip of the glass he took, needing the strength after the flash of hot flesh he had got when he collected Sandy and the electrifying ride over. Once they were aboard, the moorings were cast off, engines were started, and the craft eased away from the side and began to move to the open seas, the calm evening playing its part as all was serene and picture perfect. Jack stood just behind Sandy, his arm out to support her in case the swell at sea was rougher than thought. They rode the small swell, swaying slightly together, each tense and aware of the other, the smiles on their faces slight, but evident. Sandy adjusted her position slightly as a larger swell made the boat ride up and roll over the top of it, and she leaned back into Jack almost by accident. His arm closed around her and she used the momentum to have him pull her closer, the back of his hand brushing against the underside of her large breast. An instant and intense current of electricity rushed through her body. She rested her head on his shoulder allowing the breeze to blow her hair back out of her eyes, and she closed them briefly, took a deep breath of his aroma and then opened them again to appreciate the sunset as it unfolded for them. "I have an envelope for you." a voice said suddenly, behind them. Jack and Sandy both turned together and again they brushed against each other, and the electricity made Sandy feel her nipples start to stiffen and grow under her dress, her skin flashing into a sudden goose flesh. Jack took the envelope and opened it, reading it silently before he turned to Sandy and read it aloud to her. " "This is to say a huge thank you for the organisation of the event last night. Please use this opportunity to enjoy the sunset, the evening and the cruise up and down the coastline for as long as you wish to. The boat only has to be moored at her home berth by 10 am tomorrow morning, so it is totally at your disposal. You may take her anywhere you wish as long as you are back by then. All her amenities are yours. The food and drink is all for you, in grateful appreciation. Thank you again. Sir Andrew Moorcraft, CEO" " "Oh my god! This is amazing, it appears we are the ONLY passenger on board tonight... apart from the crew!" Sandy said, slightly excitedly. Oh, who am I kidding I'm SO turned on by this, she thought. She acted instinctively and reached over and aimed a light kiss on Jack's cheek, at which he twisted ever so slightly and he had her mouth under his, and he was kissing her deeply, his tongue capturing hers with his. She sucked her breath in suddenly and with it his scent was also drawn into her head. She melted, her eyes closed and she breathed in again a few more times to get more of his scent. Her free hand went around his head and back and pulled him closer as she kissed him back. His hands moved around behind her and squeezed her buttock, feeling the line of her g-string under her sheer cotton dress. He held his glass lightly, looking over her shoulder for a place to set it down. A waitron appeared miraculously and took the half consumed glass of champagne from him, then removed the glass that Sandy held as well, and as magically disappeared like mist. Jack now had both hands free, as did Sandy. The rocking of the boat had them somewhat unsteady on their feet so the collapsed onto one of the soft couches in the gunwale, and the gust of wind generated by the fall, blew the cotton skirt Sandy was wearing, up into a cloud of cloth and it settled, exposing her thighs to the elements and to Jack's hands. Jack was not slow in taking advantage of the opportunity nature had presented and he slid his hand up her thigh and teased the string of the g-string, lifting it before sliding his fingers along the crease of her ass, nudging and teasing his fingers in between her legs. Sandy lifted her leg slightly and allowed him access as she rubbed his cock through the fabric of his shorts. They were now moaning a little more loudly as they kissed, and Jack had settled a little more comfortably on the couch, and shifted Sandy onto the couch. "Something tells me these crew members have not been too shocked by this and were expecting it..." he said, quietly to Sandy. "Mmmm... what are we really doing here...?" "I'm kissing you, and fondling your ass and pussy, is what we are doing here..." "No, I mean I hardly know you, and we're already at this sort of level... What are we doing here...?" Suddenly his fingers reached a place in her pussy that she knew was going to make any and all resistance crumble, and she twitched a little, then she whispered, "I think I now know what we're doing... and I like it... do it some more... please..." Jack rolled his thumb over her clitoris and sent shock waves through Sandy's body once more. She giggled and rolled over a little more so that he could get at her a little easier... Jack pulled his hand away, and looked around on boat, and no-one was to be seen anywhere. He and Sandy were the only people on deck. The boat was hardly moving in the dim light after the sunset had faded, and the waves were so small that it felt like they were sailing on a sea of glass, it was so smooth. Dolphins could be seen swimming alongside the boat in the glimmer and sparkle of the bow wave, making their own little waves and splashes as they crashed through the water alongside the vessel. Sandy leapt to the railing and hung her hand over the side in an attempt to touch one of them, and Jack followed her over, watching her as she bent over the railing, her perky beautiful ass shaped in the cotton of her dress making him want to remove the dress even more. He reached forward and found the zipper holding the dress together, and slid it slowly, erotically down allowing the folds to fall back and reveal her back and the strap of the bra she was wearing... his fingers found the clasp as quickly as the zipper and the clips soon parted and Sandy was hanging over the side virtually naked, her dress and bra now in total disarray. Sandy stepped back from the railing but kept her back to Jack allowing her dress and bra to fall to the floor. She now only had her heels and her g-string on. She thrust her hips back into Jack's groin area, feeling his cock, now hard and proudly erect, and she ground her ass across his shaft a few times and he moaned, "Oh... that is so intense and exciting!" Sandy slid her g-string down, bending over totally and leaving her ass in Jacks eye line, showing him everything she had to offer. Jack pushed her forward again, and she grabs the railing, hearing the belt buckle loosen in Jacks shorts. They soon make another noise as they hit the floor. He lifted his shirt off over his head and stepped forward taking hold of Sandy as she grasped the railing, her ass pointed at him, accusingly. Jack slid his hand between her legs from the back and with his middle finger her found her clitoris on the first attempt and with two fingers her rolled it between them, while he slipped his thumb into her pussy and hooked it forward finding her g-spot and beginning to massage it. Sandy had never had this done to her before and she jerked from the shock, but Jack held on, and with his other hand guided his now fully erect cock between her legs. He pulled her against him, and slipped his arms around her grasping her large and firm breasts teasing the nipples into hard peaks on each one. "Jack, oh Jack, this is so good, fuck me, Jack, fuck me harder. Fill me with your cock...", Sandy begged... "Oh my god you're so wet!" Jack groaned... "I'm so hard for you..!!" Jack stepped back and pulled Sandy upright, turning her around. He took her hand and lead her to the cabin door, looking inside, he turned the already dim lights down a little more, leaving enough light to see, but creating an ambience in the cabin. He led Sandy to the large sofa bed in the centre of the cabin, and pulled her down alongside him. His arms encircled her and she cuddled into his shoulder as they lay together. Jack slipped his hands between them and cupped Sandy's gorgeous tits, and teased the nipples hard. Her dollar coin nipples shrank and stiffened under his attention, and stood out proudly and hard. He bent forward and sucked them each in turn and made them glisten, then he blew gently on them and they stiffened even more. Sandy shivered from the sensation, and she giggled, "Oooh... that is so nice, Jack, do it again...? Please." The coolness from the light breeze of their passage across the bay that they had found on the deck was now gone, and the cabin was a lot warmer, as were the two of them. They held each other as they explored their respective bodies with hand and kiss, finger and tongue probing and teasing the places and zones they stimulated. Sandy found she was breathing heavier and she was feeling a little more flushed... warm and ardent for more of Jack, inside her again after the brief time on deck earlier... She pushed him back into the broad Sofa bed, straddling his hips with hers and reaching down she found his huge cock and stroked it through the lips of her pussy, reigniting the fires she had felt there earlier as well. She slipped his tip inside her pussy and began to slide onto his shaft, easing him inside her and making her pussy spasm with anticipation, welcoming him into her, filling her up and making her close her eyes from the sensations and each stroke had her moaning; "Oh... yes, Jack, yes... Oh,... Ooh... that feels SOO good. Fuck me, Jack, fill me up with your cock...!" Jack was also writhing and twitching as he lay there while Sandy rode him. He pushed his hips up each time she sank down on him and twisted a little as well, and this helped to drive him over the edge and as he did she began bouncing and jumping as well, as she began to cum too. The vessel rode slowly back into port, the bow wave slight and the water behind showing a little translucence where the dolphins till cavorted. Jack held Sandy with a blanket around their shoulders in the cool evening air. His hand squeezed her bum lightly, and she pushed back into his arms. She dropped her head onto his shoulder and turned and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Jack. That was an amazing evening." Sandy purred. "I never once imagined that this could or would be what we'd be doing tonight." "It was a total surprise to me too," Jack said slowly, "but it's one I cannot say I have not enjoyed myself." Later as Jack pulled up at the door of Sandy's apartment, she turned to him, and smiled. "Care for a night-cap, Mister Winslow?" "I'd love that."Jack said. "I just don't have my toothbrush with me..." We have a drug store downstairs, thought Sandy, and yes I would love to wake up next to you tomorrow... Aces Win Ace was the bomb. Well, technically he was not a bomb. But from where we came from he was about as close to heaven as most of us were going to get. We'd all grown up together on the sad side of town. We didn't call it the ghetto or the hood or any of those types of names. It was just there. Not much of a home but it was all we had. When the rest of us were hanging out on street corners, getting high, Ace was studying and learning and working towards making a name for himself. I don't think any of us from the old gang were at all surprised when Ace announced he was headed to California to take college courses. What may have surprised some was Ace's chosen field of study...film. I wasn't surprised at all. Ace was always creative and as long as I had known him he always had some type of camera in his hands. He said it was like looking out a window at forever. He was a deep thinker, our Ace. He disappeared from our lives for a few years while he was out there. When he came back, he had a degree and a dream. He hadn't changed much from our old Ace except he had visions of what he could do with our neighborhood and our lives. He started first with short films featuring the people around the block. It wasn't some crazy thriller or espionage plot but it was interesting. He showed the completed works to a few industry insiders and got a spot at a local film festival. It got good buzz and a few financiers decided Ace had talent. They offered to front his next work. He took the money and headed back home. With a bankroll, he could be more leisurely in the process and fine tune his efforts. And he could also afford to be a bit more generous, paying us as extras. It wasn't a hell of a lot of money but it was the gesture we appreciated. Times were tough all over and even a little cash in our pockets was better than none at all. Life was good. Ace's films were critically accepted and popular among those that mattered. He used some of his profits to buy an abandoned warehouse downtown that he poured more money into to make it a studio. He started writing actual plots to the films and we had actual dialogue to follow but it was all good. Everything was smooth. But not for long because after Ace's fourth and most successful film, the names in Hollywood told Ace it wasn't cool to have all his movies made in the neighborhood. And it wasn't cool to feature all his buddies in all his films. And if Ace wanted to make a real name for himself, it would be better if he started filming 'professional' films with 'professional' actors and 'professional' crew. Sadly, Ace decided to listen to them. Needless to say, the neighborhood was not happy with Ace's decision. We had gotten used to his ready cash, his easy jobs and his funky films. It was not something any of us had planned to give up but here we were being forced back to the nothing, empty lives we lead before Ace had returned to town. There was a great deal of grumbling and talking but, in the end, there was little any of us could do. And so Ace disappeared out of our lives once more almost as quickly as he had reappeared. He kept the studio in town but he used it very rarely. And we were left with reading about him in the entertainment magazines and papers. Then one day, he came back. He brought his own cast and his own crew to use the studio he had built for himself in the neighborhood. There was more grumbling and a few hearty souls even sat outside the studio with signs, shouting down the workers, the extras and the brave others who dared to enter Ace's place. The crowd outside the studio tended to grow after dark and a few of the guys would bring some kind of juice. It was late one night and maybe a dozen of us where outside the studio, wasted, when Ace exited alone. I don't know who made the first move or why. All I remember is the crowd of us surging forward, across the street, surrounding Ace, moving him along, and guiding him inside another abandoned warehouse. Then he was naked, pushed over a wobbly table. And the drunks, myself among them, were cursing him out, speaking to him about leaving us. About how he made us rely on him then he disappeared. About how he was nothing before us. About how we were going to teach him a lesson. Then Joe was fucking him. He was fucking Ace. He had his thick hard cock out and was pushing it into Ace's ass. It happened so fast, I thought for a minute I was imagining it. But Joe was groaning, saying stuff about Ace, about how tight he was and about how he probably likes it up the ass. Then Joe moved aside and it was Spark. Spark was taking out his cock and pushing it into Ace. Ace was grabbing hold of the edge of the table for dear life, moaning, begging Spark to stop. But Spark's big hands grabbed Ace's hips and he just started fucking him harder. I blinked and it wasn't Spark anymore. It was Tommy. Tommy was fucking Ace. Ace was crying now, nearly screaming, as Tommy's cock moved in and out of his ass. I think I even moaned a bit myself as I rubbed my eyes, thinking I must be dreaming. Tommy finished then Junior was there. Junior's cock was pushing open Ace's ass. I couldn't believe it anymore. I didn't realize that this was the intention, the purpose for leading him here. When I was nudged and told it was my turn, I shook my head no and stepped away. I said I wasn't interested in a piece of ass and laughed to cover my discomfort. When the guys were finished with him, we left Ace there, naked upon that table, cum pouring from his sodomized ass. I didn't look at his face. I was too embarrassed. We left quietly. And Ace never said a thing. But I guess Ace didn't need to report the guys. He knew they would be punished eventually. You see, about six months later Ace announced in the press he was HIV positive. Since most of the guys didn't use a condom, I groaned and was thankful I didn't choose to exact revenge on Ace like the rest of the guys.