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A New One

By: Just Plain Bob



 You often hear the phrase that "Life isn't fair" and I'm living proof that it is true. But every once in a while life gives you a gift that helps ease things somewhat. Again, I'm living proof.

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I was an indifferent student. Not a poor one – I maintained a B average – but I just didn't care for school so college wasn't in my future. I'd never been more that fifty miles from the town I was born in so one of the things I wanted to do was travel. Travel meant money and money meant a good job that paid well and while there may have been plenty of jobs in our town none of them paid well enough for me to do what I wanted to do. The day after graduation, diploma in hand, I was waiting at the front door to the Army recruiting office when the recruiter unlocked the door. I filled out a bunch of forms and when asked what I would like to do I put down Airborne, Infantry, Armor and lastly Artillery. Three days later I was on a bus headed for Fort Knox, Kentucky and Basic Training.

After Basic the Army consulted my list of choices, decided that I didn't really want any of those things, so next on my travel itinerary was a trip to Fort Lee, Virginia where I learned the basics of keeping the Army supplied. I learned how to build crates, pack supplies, and drive the forklifts that loaded the stuff on the trucks and rail cars that would move it to where it was needed. At the end of the course I was given a list of places where my MOS (Military Occupation Specialty) was needed and asked to mark my preferences in the order I would like to go. I chose Britain (two places), Germany (three places), France (one place), Spain (one place), Italy (two places) and Hawaii. Naturally the Army being the Army looked at my choices and decided that I really didn't mean it when I made those choices and they shipped me off to Korea.

I spent the next sixteen months as a Supply Handler at the 55th Quartermaster Depot in Pusan, Korea. That included a six week TDY (temporary duty assignment) to Yokohama, Japan and a three week TDY to Seoul.

Next on my world tour was a twelve month assignment to Fort Lewis, Washington which is where I would be stationed when my enlistment ran out. Two months before the end of my enlistment I was not surprised when the first sergeant called me into his office and tried to sweet talk me into considering the Army as a career. I told him honestly that I didn't really think I wanted to do that and he asked me why. I gave him chapter and verse on how I ended up in Supply instead of the choices I'd made when I enlisted and in Korea when I had selected the other side of the world when they gave me a list to choose from. I told him that the Army just didn't seem to give a shit where I was concerned.

"Besides, I can't see packing and moving boxes for the next twenty years."

"I guess I can see how you are looking at it, but you have to realize that the Army needs to put people where they are needed. They needed people in Supply and they figured that you could do the job so that is where they put you. Same with duty assignments. They put you where they think you will be the best fit. There is more to Supply than packing stuff and loading trucks. Someone has to manage the warehouses. Someone has to schedule the movement of material, keep track of inventory and order what is needed and see to it that it gets to where it is needed in a timely manner. Someone has to supervise the people. The list goes on and on. You made corporal in two years and most, if they make corporal at all, don't get the rank until near the end of their enlistment so higher obviously thinks you have the goods. If you reenlist now I can guarantee a slot in the next Supply Management training class and you should be a shoo in for E-5 by the end of the course."

The man could have sold sand to an Arab and after another half hour of talk Uncle Sam had me for another three years. The first shirt tried hard to get me to take six, but I was just a tad leery. He made some promises, but I had already seen that once you sign on the dotted line the Army does what it feels like. I'd just wait and see what happened before committing to a twenty year career.

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Sergeant Ebers was straight with me. I received orders for the eight month Supply Management course at Fort Lee and after a thirty day leave I reported in. The course didn't prove to be hard and I breezed through it and finished in the top five of a class of thirty-two. Next on my world tour was a twelve month assignment to Fort Hood, Texas and six months into my stay there I was promoted to E-5 (buck sergeant). Next I was posted to Stuttgart-Mohrigen in Germany for a year and on leaves I was able to visit England, France and Spain. Then it was back to the US for a tour at Fort Leonard Wood. Again, two months from the end of my enlistment I was in the office of the first shirt where he did his best to convince me that my future was with the Green Machine, but he was fighting a losing battle because that time I wasn't buying it. 

I'd had six years to discover one of the Army's basic truths and that was that the majority of officers major and under (with the exception of ninety percent of West Pointers) were incompetent, screaming assholes or both This might not be true of line officers, but it damned sure was true of the idiots in the Quartermaster Corp. I firmly believe that Supply was the dumping ground for officers that couldn't cut it in other branches.

I'd seen dozens of my fellow grunts go up on chicken shit Article 15 hearings and Summary Courts Martial's usually because some brain dead officer fucked up and laid the blame off on the closest enlisted man. I watched guys whose only crime was being in the wrong place at the wrong time while serving under an incompetent clown get sent of to the stockade for anywhere from ninety days to a year. Over a year and you got an all expenses paid trip to Leavenworth. I could see that it was only a matter of time until it happened to me. I told the top "thanks, but no thanks." 

I did my last two months, being called in to the first sergeant's office once a week for the sales pitch (he even promised me E-6 within six months) which I resisted, and then I took my discharge and headed home.

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I spent the first two weeks getting reacquainted with people I knew and looking for an apartment. Once I was settled in I went looking for a job. Surprisingly I was hired by the first company I applied to. XYZ Industries just happened to need a man in their shipping and receiving department and one look at my Army experience got me the job. 

I had gone to school with two of the guys who worked in shipping so I wasn't an 'outsider' when I started. At the end of my first day Sam and Dave asked me if I wanted to stop after work with them to have a drink or two at the Landing Strip and shoot some pool. I had nothing better to do so I went. There were another three or four there who I had gone to school with so it was a mini-reunion of sorts. After that I stopped at The Strip once or twice a week.

One night Abe Costico asked me if I was doing anything on Wednesday nights and when I told him no he told me that the mixed league he bowled in needed substitute bowlers. Wednesday evening I went over to Starlight Lanes and signed up. I subbed for about two months and then one of the guys on the Wilson Jewelers team got transferred out of state and I was asked to take his place.

The team consisted of Joe and Mary Moore, Phil and Sandy Barnes and me. I'd gone to school with Joe and Mary although her name had been Ostermann back then. Phil and Sandy had moved to town after I'd departed on my world tour.

I was amazed at the change in Mary. Back when we had been in school she had been stand-offish and even a bit timid. Now she was loud and outgoing and had a bit of the raunchy in her. She was always on me about my love life, which sorry to say, was non-existent. I was dating some, but hadn't gotten to the point with any of my dates where 'intimate behavior' was going to occur. Mary kept laughing and telling me that if I wanted to bring my average up (158 if anyone cares) I needed to get laid more often. I'd look at Joe and he would just shrug as if to say "Hey, it's Mary; it's the way she is. What can I say?"

One night when I stopped at The Strip after work with Sam and Dave I saw Joe there shooting eight ball with Arnie Miller. When Joe lost Sam was the next one to take on Arnie and Joe came and sat with me. While we worked on our beers curiosity got the better of me and I asked Joe about the change in Mary. How had she gone one-eighty from the way she used to be?

"I married her."

"You are that much of a magician?"

"No, but marrying me got her away from her family. Her father was an abusive drunk and her mother was just a plain drunk with no spine and she didn't keep daddy from abusing the kids. I got her out of that house and she blossomed."

Bowling ended and I signed up for a summer men's house league and in the fall I went back to the mixed league as a member of the Wilson team. Three weeks after the fall season began Joe and Mary showed up with a very beautiful young girl and I was introduced to Mary's younger sister Kathy.

"I'm trying to get her to take up bowling" Mary said, "And I brought her down here tonight to watch."

It was a good night for us. We took the first and third games and total pins and as we were putting our balls and shoes away Mary told me she was going to teach Kathy to bowl starting the coming Saturday and she asked me if I would like to join them. I said I'd like to and to shorten the story some I asked Kathy for a date and even though I was six years older than she was she said yes. Six months later she said years again when I proposed and three months later we were married.

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Kathy was a virgin when we tied the knot, but happily I wasn't. I'd had sex nearly every place I had been and between the American, Spanish, French, German, English and oriental girls I'd been with I had learned a lot and I rejoiced at being able to teach my bride everything that I knew. Kathy took to sex like a drunk grabs a bottle of booze – eagerly! The only thing she refused to even consider was anal, but there was so much of everything else that I didn't care.

At work one day I was asked to report to Jason Riley's office. Jason was the manager of Shipping and Receiving and as I sat there waiting to be admitted to his office I was running through my trying to think of what I might have done to get me called on the carpet. It turned out to be nothing bad. XYZ had purchased a program that was remarkably similar to the one the Army used for inventory control and to track purchasing.

"As I remember from your original interview you were well versed in the use of the Army's system and while what we have just purchased isn't the exact same system we were told that it was developed based on the Army's system. How would you like to move out of the warehouse?"

Just like that I had a significant raise and a title. I was the Supervisor of Inventory Control. I got a huge ration of shit from Sam and Dave who accused me of being a suck ass, but I could tell that it was good natured.

Kathy wanted to wait for a while before having kids, but she didn't want to sit at home all day and watch soap operas until I got home from work so she got a job waitressing at the Town and Country Restaurant. The next five years were pretty good at work and on the home front.

It was shortly after our fifth wedding anniversary that Kelly began to lose interest in making love. She never said no to me, but she never initiated it any more. The days of her waiting for me at the front door in nothing but high heels were long gone, but Kathy had usually come after me a couple of times a week, but that wasn't happening any more. I was racking my brain trying to figure out the change when Kathy finally told me. We had just finished dinner and Kathy said:

"I want a divorce Frank."

"A divorce? Why in God's name do you want a divorce? What have I done?"

"It isn't anything that you did Frank; I just don't love you any more and I'm sorry to have to say it, but I don't know that I ever loved you. I like you a lot, but I think I only married you so I could get out of the house and away from my father and mother."

I sat there looking at her and I remembered what Joe had said about Mary getting away from her folks.

Then the 'unsaid' occurred to me.

"What you are really saying is that you have found someone else who you think you do love."

She looked away from me and I asked, "How long has it been going on?"

"It doesn't matter Frank."

"It matters to me Kathy. How long have you been cheating on me? How long have you been stabbing me in the back? And just who is the asshole? And don't try telling me he isn't an asshole. Men who go after married women are assholes."

"Don't make this any harder than it has to be Frank. I don't love you and I want out. I could have just moved out while you were at work and had you served, but I wanted to be upfront about it and tell you face to face."

"Bullshit Kathy! If you wanted to be upfront you would have told me before you started fucking the asshole. You want a divorce? Fine! Go get one, but now that I know what a whore you are I want you out of the apartment now. Right now! Right this minute! I'll box and bag all your stuff and you can come by and get it tomorrow when I get home from work."

"Be reasonable Frank. Where am I supposed to go on a moments notice? We can co-exist. I don't hate you Frank; I just don't love you."

"Get out Kathy. Go live with the asshole you are fucking."

"He is out of town until next week. You can put up with me for that long."

"I could, but I won't. Live on the street until he gets home. I don't care if you need to get a cardboard box and live under the 12th Street underpass; just get out now before I physically throw you out."

"Please Frank, I....."

"Out Kathy! Now!!"

She started crying and saying, "Please Frank; don't do th..." and I stood up, took her arm and drug her to the door. I opened it, pushed her outside and then closed the door and locked it. I went and found her purse, took the apartment key off her key ring, took all of the credit cards and ATM cards out of her wallet and then went and opened the door and tossed her purse out after her. She was standing there begging me to let her back inside and I closed the door in her face.

Was I being unreasonable? Probably. But she wasn't just leaving me; she had cheated on me and there was no forgiveness in me for that. I cleaned up the kitchen and then, making sure that Kathy wasn't outside waiting, I went to Home Depot to get a new locking front door knob and a keyed alike deadbolt. Then I hurried home to install them against the possibility that Kathy had a spare key somewhere.

Two hours later the doorbell rang and I looked out the spy hole and saw Mary and Joe standing there. I invited them in, offered them a beer and then waited for what I knew was coming. Mary took a pull on her beer and then said:

"Kathy called me and told me that you threw her out. Is it true?"

"Did she tell you why?"

"Then you did throw her out."

"Yes I did, but did she tell you why?"

"Just that you threw her out and she had no place to stay."

I told Joe and Mary the story and Mary's face showed anger. For a second I thought it was at me for kicking her sister out, but then she said:

"That stupid, stupid little bitch. I'm sorry Frank. I came over here to raise hell with you over the way you treated Kathy and now all I want to do is wring her neck. Any chance that the two of you can work past this?"

"None. For one she said she didn't love me and wasn't sure that she ever had so there is nothing to build on to help get by it and secondly she cheated on me with another man. That is something that I can't forgive let alone forget."

After Joe and Mary left I finished off the three bottles of beer left in the fridge and went to bed.

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Things moved quickly after that. I didn't wait for Kathy to file for divorce. I got an attorney and filed. The state was 'no-fault' so I couldn't claim infidelity even if I wanted to (which I did). Everything was to be split equally which was no big thing since we had nothing of consequence. We hadn't been married long enough for Kathy to have any claim on my pension or 401(k), but I did have to pay her $126.00 a week alimony for two years or until she remarried which ever came first. What really pissed me off was that I had been putting money into a special savings account for the down payment on a house and I had to give Kathy half of it even though she had never put a dime into it from what she made.

The week after I pushed her out the front door she moved in with a guy named Raymond Rydell. Being a somewhat vindictive sort, one night about a month after I had filed against Kathy I was waiting outside the Town and Country when Kathy got off work. Ray worked afternoons at the box factory so Kathy had shifted her hours from days to afternoons. Ray got off work at eleven-thirty and Kathy got off at midnight so Ray would come to the restaurant and drink coffee until Kathy got off work.

When they came out and walked to his car I came out of the shadows and stood in front of him and said, "I owe you motherfucker" and I hit him as hard as I was able. He was stunned and I moved in and beat the living fuck out of him while Kathy cried and tried to pull me off of him. He was laying in a heap on the ground and after kicking him in the nuts a couple of times I bent down over him and said:

"This is the price you pay for going after another man's wife. If you are smart, and I'm betting that you aren't, it ends here. You've just paid the price for fucking Kathy while she was still married to me. Take the beating, accept that you earned and deserved it and walk away. Call the cops and if I end up in jail, even if it is only overnight until I can make bail, I'll come back when I get out and break both of your arms. If I go to jail for that I'll come back and break both of your legs. A third trip to jail will see me putting you in a wheelchair for the rest of your life. Understand me here Ray; I am as serious as death."

I stood up and looked at a crying Kathy and said, "Okay cunt! Now you can kiss him and make it better."

I walked away and went home. I fully expected the police to show up at my door and had in fact already set things up so I could get bailed out, but the cops never came. I guess Ray either accepted that he had it coming or he had believed my threats which, by the way, I had meant every word of.

A month after the divorce was final Kathy moved out of Ray's place and I wondered if she had suddenly decided that she didn't love him either and had picked another lover to replace him as she had with me. I wondered, but not enough to try and find out. Kathy dropped out of sight and even Mary didn't have a clue as to where she might have gone.

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Three years went by and my work life was great. Jason had retired and I was promoted into his job. Personal life was okay. I dated a lot and got laid some, but never found that one 'special girl' to hook up with.

First night of the fall league Mary showed up without Joe. She went over to talk to the league secretary and when she came back to the alleys we were on I asked her where Joe was.

"Joe is gone."

I raised my eyebrows at that and she noticed and said, "I owe you an apology."

"What for?"

"For thinking you were an asshole for throwing Kathy out. I just couldn't understand how you could so suddenly turn on someone you had lived with for as long as you had. Now I know how you were feeling at the time."


A New One



"He didn't."

"Yes he did and with my best friend."

"I'm sorry Mary."

"So am I. Eleven years flushed down the drain. At least you didn't have kids."

After bowling Mary and I hit the bar for a drink and while we were talking she said:

"I don't know if this will make you feel good or piss you off, but I heard from Kathy last month. I said nothing and she went on, "She is miserable and she knows that it is her own damned fault."

"Oh?"

"She told me that her life hasn't been worth a shit since she lost you. She said it was a case of not realizing what she had until it was gone."

I shrugged and ordered us another round.

A month later when we hit the bar for a beer after bowling she asked, "Can you do a girl a favor?"

"I suppose."

"I need to get out of the house. Care to take me out to dinner?"

"I guess I can do that."

I took her out to dinner on Saturday and then she wanted to go to The Black Mushroom for a drink and then of course she wanted to dance and we ended up closing the place. As I pulled out of the Mushroom's parking lot Mary said:

"You know what would be a perfect ending for this night?"

"What?"

"A guided tour of your bedroom."

I didn't say anything, but my face must have read "You can't be serious."

"I'm nowhere near ready for a serious relationship Frank, but I really, really do need to get laid."

"Your wish is my command."

Mary and I fell into a friends with benefits relationship that lasted for almost six months. While pursuing our FWB relationship Mary would occasionally bring up Kathy and tell me that Kathy had asked about me and how I was doing every time she called.

"She knows she fucked up Frank. You should give her a call."

"No thanks Mary; once burned twice shy. Besides, I don't even have a number for her and I have no idea where she is."

"I have her number."

"Thanks, but no thanks."

And then one night Mary said that it would be our last time. 

"I feel guilty as hell messing around with you after talking with Kathy and finding out how she feels about you."

A month later her company opened a new office in Dallas and she moved there to be the office manager.

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I was having lunch with Dave one day and he asked me if I had ever been to a gangbang.

"No. Why do you ask?"

"I just wondered what one would be like."

"I saw a porn film once where a girl did three guys, but that probably doesn't count since they were all faking it."

"How do you fake a hard on?"

"The guys weren't. A hard cock and a warm hole and they could do what needed to be done, but I got the feeling from watching the woman that the only reason she didn't just lay there and chew gum while they did her was because she didn't have any. Why the wondering? Going to one?"

"I'd like to, but I don't dare. My wife can read me like a book. If I did something like that she'd see a change in me and she would badger me until I spilled the beans. I don't think that finding out what a gangbang would be like would be worth ruining my marriage over. You're single. You could do it."

"I wouldn't know how to find out where one would be."

"A friend of mine is setting one up for a girl he knows who wants to celebrate her birthday with a gangbang. If you are interested I could tell my friend. Okay to give him your number?"

I thought about it for maybe a second or two before telling him to go ahead.

Two days later I got a call from Dave's friend Norm. He asked me if I had a real interest in joining in. I asked if he could tell me a little more about it.

"Not much to tell. She wants a gangbang on her birthday which is next Thursday. We will be doing it at my place. She wants five guys. She isn't a skank. She's a damned fine looking woman who is curious about sex with more than one or two guys. She prefers bareback, but doesn't care if the guys want to use condoms. All three holes are available and she will go until none of the guys can get it up again."

The part about all three holes being available interested me since I'd never had anal even though I'd often tried to get it. I used to ask Kathy for it once a week, but she would never let me touch her there. I told him to count me in.

"Not that easy. Dave vouches for you, but she was very specific in the kind of guys she wants. I need you to email me a couple of pictures. I need one of your face and a full body shot showing your equipment. She won't see the photos and won't have any idea of what the guys look like until the night of the party. I'll also need something from a clinic or a doctor telling that you are drug and disease free."

I did what he wanted and two days later I got a phone call telling me that I'd made the cut.

"Funny thing. You are almost exactly what she described as wanting."

He gave me his address and told me that the party would start at seven. I had something going the day of the party so I told him I'd be a half hour late.

"One other thing" he said. "It is her birthday and we will have a cake. Bring her a birthday present of some kind. She doesn't know about that part so it will be a surprise."

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I got there at seven-twenty and rang the bell. A naked man answered the door, introduced himself as Norm and then said to follow him down to the basement where the party was going on. We were almost to the bottom of the stairs to the basement when I heard:

"Okay. Who wants to go next?"

I stopped dead in my tracks absolutely stunned. I grabbed Norm's arm stopping him. Keeping my voice low I said:

"I have a problem here."

"What?"

"I recognized the voice when she asked who was next. That's my ex-wife Kathy in there. My problem is that I don't want to ruin your party, but I don't want to pass up this chance either. She would never let me have her ass. I've never had anal and the reason I wanted to be here was that you said all three holes would be available so I would be able to try it. Now, knowing that it is Kathy, I want it more than ever. I'm just afraid that when I walk in there and she sees me she will freak out and that will kill things for everybody."

He looked at me for several seconds and then he asked, "Did you love her?"

"Yeah; I did."

"See the flashing light bulb over my head?"

"What?"

"It just dawned on me why she was so specific in describing the kind of man she wanted here and why you are a perfect fit for that description. She isn't over you."

"Bullshit. We've been divorced for over four years and I haven't seen her in over three."

"Then explain to me why the men she wanted here had to be like you?"

"I can't."

"Okay, here is what we are going to do. I'm going to get her on her hands and knees facing away from the stairs. You come into the room, move in behind her and then tap the ass she would never let you have. I'm betting that when she sees it is you she will go nuts, but not freaky nuts. I'm betting she won't leave you alone for as long as you are here. I don't think you will ruin the party at all. I think that you are going to make the party for her. Give me five minutes."

I gave him six and went I went into the basement Kathy's head was in Norm's lap and some guy was fucking her doggie. Norm put both hands on Kathy's head and said:

"That's it baby, suck it. Deep throat me baby; take it all."

That must have been a signal because the guy fucking Kathy moved out of the way and waved me forward. I moved up behind her and slid my cock in her pussy to get it wet. I noticed that I wasn't going to be the first one in her ass, but that was okay because it meant I wasn't going to have to spend a lot of time trying to work myself in. I pulled my cock out of her pussy and placed it against her butt hole. Kathy felt it and knew what was coming and she pushed back at me. An inch of my cock popped into her ass and I grabbed her hips and started slowly fucking.

Norm took his hands off of her head and Kathy took her mouth off his cock to moan, "Oh yes, oh yes, fuck my ass honey, fuck my ass" and she went back to sucking Norm while pushing her ass back on my dick. I fucked her until ready to blow and then I said:

"Damn it Kathy. Why wouldn't you ever give me this when I did everything but beg you for it."

Her head shot up from Norm's dick and she looked back over her shoulder. There was shock on her face as she exclaimed "You!!"

"Yes Kathy, me. It is me in your tight little ass."

"Shut up and fuck me damn you, fuck me!"

I went back to pounding her and in less than a minute I blew my load deep in her ass. I held my cock there for a bit as it softened and started to pull it out.

"No!" she cried, "You can't stop. Don't you fucking dare stop!"

"Sorry, but you need a stiff cock to keep going."

Kathy surprised me and probably everyone else in that basement when she pulled off my soft cock, spun around and took my cock in her mouth. Straight from her ass and coated with my cum, the cum of whoever had gone before me and whatever else was in there and she took it in her mouth with no hesitation.

"Whoa dude" one of the guys said, "She must really want what you got."

I noticed that Norm was smiling and had an "I told you so" look on his face. All I could do was shrug. A guy moved in behind her and slipped his cock into her – ass or pussy, I couldn't tell – and she pushed back at him as she reached up, gripped my ass cheeks and held on as if her life depended on it. Her mouth had predictable results and when I was hard she kept blowing me until the guy fucking her pulled out. Before anyone else could take his place she pulled her mouth off of me and turned around so she was on her hands and knees and facing away from me. She looked back at me over her shoulder and moaned:

"Please?"

I only hesitated a moment and then I took her ass again. Everyone watched as she slammed herself back at me and kept begging me to do her harder and faster and to never stop, but of course I had to after pumping my second donation of the night into her. I pulled my soft cock out of her ass and was immediately replaced by someone else. A guy stepped in front of her and fed his cock into her mouth while I went over and sat down on a chair and watched. Kathy squirmed around to where she could look toward me and her eyes never left me as she sucked and was fucked.

The guy fucking her finished and backed out of the way and the guy in her mouth moved to take his place, but Norm stopped him and asked:

"Pussy or ass?"

The guy said ass so Norm lay down and pulled Kathy over him and shoved his cock up into her pussy and the other guy moved behind her and eased his cock into her ass. Her eyes never left me as the two men fucked her. I would have never thought it possible, but watching Kathy's double penetration caused my cock to rise and Kathy saw it.

The guy in her ass finished first and pulled out. Norm rolled her over on her back and fucked her hard until she came and when he was soft Kathy got off him and came over to me. She straddled me and my cock slid up into her pussy and then she fucked me. She rode me up and down and had at least two orgasms while she moaned "Yes, yes, yes, yes." I just sat there and let her do all the work until she got me close to where I just had to get off. I lifted her off me and as I stood up she cried:

"No, no, please don't stop, please."

I pulled her down on the floor and moved between her legs and as my cock sank into the hot, wet swamp that was her pussy she moaned, "Love me baby, love me" and her legs came up and clamped around me. I pounded her hard and got myself off and when I tried to get off of her she wouldn't let loose of me.

"Don't leave me; please don't leave me" she cried.

"I'm not going anywhere" I said and I wasn't. Her face softened and I had no idea how she had taken what I'd just said, but I wasn't going anywhere until I felt what it was like to double penetrate her. I'd already cum three times and I knew that at best I only had one more in me, but it was going to take some time before I could get it up again.

I watched as Norm and the other three guys double and triple teamed Kathy and the entire time Kathy kept her eyes on me. I was sitting on a chair watching as three guys finished in her. My cock was half hard and Kathy crawled over to me on her hands and knees and her head went toward my lap. Her mouth went around my semi-erect cock and she went to work on it. While she was sucking on me Norm came up behind her and I felt her body shudder as he slid into her. She pushed back at him and I was amazed that she still wanted to be fucked after all the cock I'd seen her take.

She finally got me hard and I asked Norm where he was. 

"In her ass."

"I want her cunt while you fuck her ass."

"Consider it done" he said as he pulled out of her and pulled her away from me. Kathy started to protest until she saw where things were going. I got down on the floor and pulled her on top of me. I slid into her cunt and Norm moved back into place behind her and pushed back into her ass. I don't think I have ever felt anything as weird as our two cocks rubbing against each other as we plowed her. Kathy was bent forward and her face was buried in my neck. I was so into fucking her with Norm that it didn't register on me that Kathy was kissing my neck and moaning:

"Love me Frank; love me, please love me."

Norm came and another guy came over and took his place. Then a third guy came up, put his hands on Kathy's head and lifted it so he could push his cock into her mouth.

There I was. Engaged in three holing my ex-wife. It was an incredible rush. She left me because she didn't love me and here she was riding my cock while taking on two more – one in her ass and one in her mouth.

Norm came over and said, "When you guys finish up we will break for the cake and ice cream."

The guy in her ass came first and the guy in her mouth moved to her ass. I wasn't being all that active. I was letting Kathy do all of the work so the guy in her ass came next and when he pulled out I rolled Kathy over onto her back and pounded her until I came. As before, she clutched me and tried to keep me from getting up, but I managed to break away. Norm helped her up and started to lead her upstairs. I looked for my clothes and as they moved away from me Kathy looked over her shoulder to see if I was following and when she saw I wasn't she tried to pull away from Norm and come back. Not wanting to ruin the party I started to follow along.

As we entered the room from the top of the stairs the guys started singing Happy Birthday and Norm led Kathy over to the table where there was a cake with several lit candles. Kathy blew out the candles and cut the cake. She looked over at me as she made the cut and then put the first piece on a paper plate and brought it over to me. She looked into my eyes as she handed me the plate and when I took it she bent her head and kissed my hand. She went back and finished cutting the cake and handed out the pieces, but she didn't kiss anyone else's hand. Once the cake was distributed she socialized with the others while all the time keeping her eyes on me.

Talk about weird. Five naked guys and one naked woman standing around eating birthday cake. Can you picture it?

Norm said it was time to open the gifts and he had Kathy sit on a chair and we stood in front of her in a semi-circle. One guy gave her a panty and bra set from Victoria's Secret and another gave her a bottle of some expensive perfume. Norm gave her a full day of special treatment at a spa and the fourth guy gave her a gift certificate to the most expensive restaurant in town. When it was my turn I was embarrassed because what I'd gotten her was totally out of step with what the others had given her. I almost went for my wallet to take out a hundred dollar bill to give to her, but of course I couldn't really do that. It would make it look like I was paying a hooker for sex. I sucked it up and said:

"I spent a long time thinking of what to get for a woman I didn't even know and finally decided that maybe what I needed to get was something in keeping with the birthday and also in keeping with the kind of birthday party it was."

I handed Kathy the gift wrapped box and she opened it, looked at me and then back at what was in the box and said:

"It's perfect. It is just so perfect."

She got up and came over to me and said, "Put it on me." I took the silver chain with a silver number 5 pendant hanging from it and put it around her neck. "Now the other" she said as she walked back to her chair and sat. She lifted her right leg and stretched it out in front of her and I knelt, took the silver ankle bracelet out of the box and put it on her. The bracelet had five little charms and four letters hanging from it. The charms were little cocks and balls and the silver letters SLUT. As I stood up Kathy leaned forward and captured my soft cock with her mouth and Norm laughed and said:

"I guess the party isn't over yet."

I honestly did not think I could get it up again, but Kathy proved me wrong even if it did take her ten minutes to do it. When she got it up she looked up at me and asked:

"Where do you want to put it?"

"Where do you want it?"

"Where I can hold onto it forever."

I said nothing and she looked away.

"My ass baby; I want you in my ass."

It took me a long time to get off and while I worked at making it happen she sucked off whoever stepped in front of her. When I finally did get off I doubt that anything other than dust came out. As I pulled out she cried:

"Don't leave me baby, please don't leave me."

I moved away from her and two guys moved in and one took her pussy and the other her ass. I sat down and watched as they finished and another guy rolled her on her back and pushed into her pussy. Her legs were on his shoulders and I saw the charms on her ankle bracelet dance as the man fucked her.

Norm came over and stood next to me and watched. After a bit he said:

"I'm going to miss her."

"Miss her?"

"After tonight I doubt that she will want to stay with me."

"She your wife or girlfriend?"

"No. She lives with me. Sort of a friends with benefits thing."

"You tossing her out because of what she is doing tonight?"

"No, of course not. She has never done anything like this before and I sincerely doubt that she will ever do it again. It was a fantasy that she wanted to live out. She just isn't the type to want to do this more than once."

"So why are you going to miss her?"

"You really don't know? You honestly don't know?"

"Afraid not."

"She's yours Frank. Everyone here tonight knows it. From the moment she saw you he rest of us didn't exist for her. She knew we were here on the physical plane, but mentally no one else was here but you."

"Hogwash! That is the woman who looked me right in the eye and told me that she didn't love me and, wasn't sure that she ever really had and then left me for another man."

"I don't know about any of that, but I do know when she told me what type of man she wanted here tonight she described you to a T. And I also know that she hasn't been able to keep her eyes off of you since you got here. Look at her Frank. Ben is fucking the shit out of her, but she isn't looking up at him she's looking over here at you."

It was true. She was looking at me and I had already noticed that she'd looked at me a lot during the evening.

"I don't think that means anything Norm. I think that it just bothers her that I'm here. She's probably worried that I'll tell all her family and friends about what she is doing tonight."

"No way. I know her pretty well and I can read her. She belongs to you Frank. Whether you realize it or not she is yours."

I knew it was bullshit. I could still remember the night when she'd said:

"I just don't love you anymore and I'm sorry to have to say it, but I don't know that I ever loved you."




A New One



No, she was just worried about what I might say and to who.

The party started breaking up around two. I dressed, but before I could leave Norm grabbed me and asked me to help him pick the place up a bit.

"The others got out before I could ask them and I don't think Kathy should have to clean up after her own party."

I helped him straighten the place up and then he said he had something he wanted to show me in the basement. I followed him down and asked him what he wanted me to look at."

"Nothing really. Kathy asked me to stall you until she could get dressed."

"Whatever for?"

"I already told you."

I just shook my head and went back up the stairs. When I walked into the kitchen Kathy was standing there.

"Can I go home with you? Please?"

I stood there staring at her and not knowing what to say.

"Please Frank, please?"

Norm came up behind me and said, "Do it man. What have you got to lose?"

Kathy stood there looking at me hopefully. Don't ask me why because I honestly don't know, but I said "all right." In the car Kathy slid over next to me and put her head on my shoulder, but didn't say a word on the ride. I was silent because I was busy asking myself if I knew what the fuck I was doing. When we got to my place she followed me inside and went straight to the bedroom. When I got there she was already naked and on the bed.

"Sorry, but I don't have anything left."

"I don't care. What I want is to be held. Please Frank; hold me?"

What the hell I thought, in for a dollar, in for a dime. I got on the bed, took her in my arms and we fell asleep.

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I woke up in the morning with a warm mouth on my cock. When Kathy saw that I was awake she moved over me and guided my cock into her pussy. She sank down on it and leaned forward, put her hands on my shoulders and then slowly rode me. She was looking down into my eyes as she said:

"Could you get used to this?"

I looked up at her and wondered what the hell was going on with her. First the way she acted the night before; the wanting to come home with me and now the question of "Could you get used to this?" She read the look on my face and said:

"Tell me baby. Would you like all your mornings to start like this?"

Stupid question I thought. What man wouldn't like to start his day out like that? She had me close and she must have been getting close also because she picked up the pace. I was where I needed to get off so I rolled her over onto her back and drove hard and fast into her. Her legs came up and clamped me as her nails dug into my ass and she gave a sharp cry as she came and seconds later I came too. She held me so that I couldn't pull away, looked into my eyes and asked in a plaintive voice:

"Can I stay?"

"Can you stay? Why in God's name would you want to stay? As I remember it Kathy, you couldn't wait to get out of here."

"And it was the biggest mistake of my life."

"I don't know what to say Kathy, but whatever, I have to go to work now" and I pulled away from her and stood up. She was still lying on the bed when I came out of the shower and when I started getting socks and underwear out of the dresser she said:

"Can I stay and at least talk to you when you get home tonight?"

I remembered all the things Mary had said and what Norm had told me at the gangbang and curiosity did get the best of me so I told her she could stay until then and then I headed off to work and spent the day wondering why the hell I'd said yes.

When I got home I was surprised to find that Kathy had fixed dinner and had it waiting. She even had a bottle of Merlot chilled and ready to be poured. We watched each other while we ate and then I couldn't hold it back any more. I put my fork down and said:

"What is going on here Kathy? What are you doing?"

"I want to come home Frank."

"This isn't your home Kathy and it hasn't been for years."

"In my mind it has always been my home, just a home I couldn't return to because I let myself become stupid."

"I don't understand Kathy."

"I wasn't out of here two weeks before I knew that I'd screwed up. I left not because I didn't love you, but because I didn't think you loved me."

"Why in the hell would you have thought that?"

"I overheard Mary and Joe talking one night about how they would like to get me away from my parents and I heard Joe tell Mary that they could probably con you into doing it. Joe told Mary that you were the kind of sap who could be depended on to rescue puppies and little kittens. He told her all she had to do was put us together, tell you how crappy things were for me at home and you would be soft-hearted enough to do the rest. They set us up at the bowling alley and you did just what Joe said you would do."

"You honestly thought I'd marry you even if I didn't love you just to save you?"

"You did. You did just what Joe said you would do. I was the puppy of the moment. I loved being married to you, but after a while I started feeling guilty about tying you down to someone you were only with because you saw a need to rescue her. When Ray came after me I thought he really cared for me and I liked him okay, but I didn't love him like I loved you, but he seemed to love me so I went with him so you could be free of me."

"I don't believe this. Why didn't you tell me this instead of telling me you didn't love me and wanted a divorce?"

"I wanted to do it quick so I could start getting over the hurt."

"Your not talking to me fucked up my life Kathy. I have no fucking idea where you got the idea that I didn't love you. The only part of your story that is true is that Joe and Mary brought you to the bowling alley. Mary never told me about your life at home with your parents. I married you Kathy because I loved you not because I was saving puppies or kittens. You ripped my heart out when you told me that not only didn't you love me, but that you didn't think you ever had. You ripped my heart out and threw it on the ground and then you drove a stake through it when you let me know you were already cheating on me with Ray."

"That wasn't true. I'd not yet done anything with Ray. I only let you think that I did so you wouldn't fight me. Ray was a mistake too. All he wanted to do was screw me. By the time I figured that out and realized how stupid I had been to leave you it was too late for me to try and come back. I've spent five years trying o find what I had with you and have never even come close. I would see you from time to time and I would go to pieces. I even moved away so I wouldn't keep seeing you."

She was silent for a bit and then she said, "I'm begging you to take me back Frank."

"I don't think so Kathy. I loved you and in truth I probably have never really gotten over you, but the woman I loved and have missed is not the woman I saw last night."

"I'm not really the woman you saw last night. That was my first time ever and with the exception of your part in it I didn't care for it all that much. I like sex and I enjoy sex with some one who sees to it that I get something out of it too, but last night I just felt like a piece of meat that a bunch of dogs were working over."

"Then why did you do it?"

"Because I'd never done it and I was curious. I have two girlfriends who had done it and they both told me that it was the best sex ever and that I owed it to myself to try it. Norm also thought I might like it and I let him talk me into it. I told him to go ahead and set it up for my birthday."

"Would it have made a difference if I hadn't been there? Did you seeing me seeing what you were doing change it for you? Would you have liked it more if I hadn't been there?"

"No. I'd already had four guys before you got there, a couple of them twice, and I was already feeling like a piece of meat just being used."

"I got there at twenty after seven and the party only started at seven. How did you do so many so fast?"

"The party started at six when Joe and Ben got there early. Al showed at six forty-five and by seven I'd had them all."

"Why did Norm think that you would like to pull a train?"

"I'd had some three ways with Norm and I'd liked them."

"Three ways?"

"Two guys and a girl once and twice two girls with one guy."

"And you didn't feel like a piece of meat?"

"No, because Norm always saw to it that I got what I needed out of it."

"What have you got going with Norm?"

"Not a lot. We live together and he keeps asking me to marry him, but I don't love him so I always say no. I do like him; I like him a lot, but a marriage without love won't last and I know it. I had what I needed and I threw it away. Now I'm asking if there is anyway I can get it back."

"I don't think so Kathy. Too much water under the bridge."

She drank the last of her wine, stood up and left the table. A minute later, purse in hand, she walked out the front door. It wasn't until five minutes later that I realized she didn't have a car. She had ridden with me from Norm's place. I grabbed my keys and went to give her a ride, but she was nowhere in sight. I drove around looking for her, but she had disappeared.

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The next day as I was doing my dinner dishes the doorbell rang and when I went to the door I found Norm standing there. I showed him in, pointed at the couch and went and got two beers from the fridge. I gave him one and took the chair opposite him and waited. He took a pull on his Bud and then asked:

"You ever been in love?"

"Once."

"What happened?"

"You know the answer to that. You were at her birthday party."

"How long did it take you to get over it?"

"Never have."

"Yet you won't give her a shot."

"Too much behind us now."

"Like what?"

"The way she left. What has gone on since."

"By "gone on since" you talking about her sex life?"

I shrugged.

"You never had another piece of ass after she left?"

I gave him a nasty look, but before I could say anything he said, "So she tried to find some one else, but then so did you. Am I right? Or is it more recent? Like maybe the night before last? Why were you there Frank? It was because you were curious and wanted to see what it was like. Given that how can you hold it against her for doing the same thing? All she was doing was satisfying a curiosity that Bev and Darla gave her. I don't know if you liked it or not, but she didn't. When she came home last night I asked her if she wanted to do it again and she said "Not in this lifetime." But talking about her birthday party is not why I'm here.

"I've asked Kathy five times to marry me and she always says no. She says she can't marry me because she doesn't love me. She says she has loved only one man in her life and she stupidly let him go and he won't take her back. Why the hell not Frank? You still love her. I could see that in the way you looked at her at the party. She has made no secret of the fact that she loves you. I've got to tell you Frank that it is killing me to be here talking to you to try and talk you into giving her a chance. I want her so bad it hurts, but she doesn't want me; she wants you. I care for her Frank. I care enough to want to see her happy. Give her a chance Frank. Here is her cell number. Give her a call. What have you got to lose? Thanks for the beer" and he got up and left.

I stared at the door as I finished my beer. I thought about what he'd said for a bit and then I got up and finished cleaning the kitchen.

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The next two days I didn't think of much else. I thought of Kathy and what she's said and I thought of what Norm had said. I remembered what Mary had said. I remembered the life I'd had before the day Kathy left and I thought about the life I'd led since. The one thing that kept coming back to me was something that Norm had said.

"Give her a chance Frank. What have you got to lose?"

I took the piece of paper Norm had given me with Kathy's cell number on it and I stared at it for maybe a minute and then I reached for the phone.



A New Orientation



Before starting this story, I'd like to share the credit with one of my friend who really inspired one of the character because of a story we are writting together. Thank you Rosered! 

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The sun shone high and bright in the clear sky, announcing another hot and beautiful day, the type of day where everyone is happy, where the kids are heard playing in the streets of the secluded beach side neighborhood, where birds chirp and couple take walks in the white sand shores. 

But for Ryan, it was just another day to mark with a red X on the calendar. One more day without the ability to get anything. Three months ago, he'd received a real gift from god. Twins! Two little boys with light skin and blue eyes. The fourth and fifth children of the family, living together in this big house. Sadly for the happy even, it was followed by mild complications, and Gina, his wife, had to undergo a surgery. She was fine and all, but their sexual life was put on the bench for quite some time. "Three to six months." had said the doctors. It didn't sound so bad on the spot, but now....oh ho, it wasn't the same story. 

One month after that eventful double birth, the family had grown again. See Chris, Ryan's best friend, had lost his house to a terrible fire, a very unlucky electrical accident having burnt all of his belongings. Good thing nobody was in the house at the time. So of course, until things would get rebuilt, Ryan had offered him, his wife and daughter to come reside with him. 

So now the house had two married couples, two newborn babies and three toddlers. Needless to say quiet times alone had become practically nothing but a memory of the past. And it was seriously starting to drive him crazy. By nature, Ryan had always had a strong sexual drive, unable to be happy with the average "once a week" the statistique give normal couples. Of course he wouldn't go insane, it would simply annoy him to be put on the bench. So with now a count of three months without any sex or even the ability to shift himself into manual drive, he was dying inside. He found himself back to his teenage years where a simple close up of naked breasts in an action movie would make his cock tingle to the start of a semi-hard on. 

Thinking of it more, staring out the window, a hand in his short brown hair, he realized it might be a bit more than just a red X on the calendar. Gina and Chris's wife had taken the kids for the week-end, gone to Gina's parent's home in the country. Two days all by himself, and he was happy and prepared. A quick run in to the store to rent himself a cheesy porn with big breasts and a tube of lubricant for additional pleasure, he was set, and there was no way he could wait for tonight. 

Even though he felt ridiculous for the anticipation of a simple jerk-off, he eagerly went about and started the DVD, plopping his 6'3 of height on the L shaped black leather couch, a hard on already growing before the first images had even spurred on. 

Fate would have though, that he would be denied this simple pleasure, Chris walking in the room after having silently entered through the back door. And there he stood in the door way, a toned and tanned man of six feet height, locking his light blue eyes on his own chiseled figure, curious. 

"Whatcha watching?" 

Chris casual walked and sat right next to a very frustrated Ryan, oblivious to the deep frown of the man's dark brows, to the squinting of his icy green eyes. Twenty years, they had been friends for twenty and still, Chris often shocked Ryan with how naive and blind he could sometimes be. Under any other circumstances, he probably would have just told him exactly what he was doing, having practically no secrets from one another. They were close, but this was a little private. Even though he had a strong drive, Ryan had always been a bit of a prude.

"Can I just have some time alone, please." he spat between gritted teeth. 

"Wow, someone is grumpy today." 

Chris had finished by slumping his back in the couch, clearly having no intentions of leaving, looking at the screen as the cheesy lines of the porn script began to echo in the room. Placing his medium length raven hair away from his face, he stared at the screen intently, watching the well endowed blond trip all over her lines..and over he "co-star". 

"You're watching porn in the middle of the day? Ouch. Man you really DO need to get laid." 

Of course Chris was teasing, knowing of the problem Ryan was having in this sector. He just enjoyed being a pain in the ass like that, given there were no serious consequences. As for Ryan, well this wasn't as fun. Digging his nails in the palm of his fist, his frowned turned into a glare, boring it deep into Chris's mischievious expression. Already the movie began to give off low moans, confusing Ryan's angry and frustrated mind, strange thoughts crossing his head. As he pictured himself punching Chris in the jaw, another one came and barged in the confinement of his head...how attractive the man was. Too overwhelmed by frustration, unable to find the right way to react to Chris snide comment, he did something he never thought he'd do. Instead of swing a punch, he lundge himself forward and planted his lips right on Chris's plumped ones. Every went blank and he froze, both surprised, eyes wide and still. It took several seconds for him to just pull back quickly, a deep crimson blush covering the average tanned skin of his cheeks. 

"S-sorry. I have no idea why I did that." 

Of course, his fairly more open minded friend wasn't nearly as shy or baffled by the little mishap, bursting out in a series of low chuckle, his natural deep voice rolling out in amusement. 

"I do. That is what you call desperation." 

"You're an ass and..." 

Barely had begun to defend himself that Ryan was shocked to silence once more, Chris having moved forward to intentionally place another kiss to him, holding him there with a firm grip at the back of Ryan's neck. At first he just stayed there, not moving, eyes opened as he felt Chris's lips move on his own. What was going on? Either of them were gay, he was pretty convinced on that. At least he was sure about himself...used to be. But the more seconds passed, the less stiff he felt, and he eventually gave in, closing his eyes and kissing his friend back, gently at first. They just brushed their lips against one another, their breath mixing while he wrapped their arms around one another.

His heart was already pumping rapidely, confused, scared, anxious and so much more, but the more it went, the more it sped even faster, pumping harder, raw lust beginning to overtake the mix. Still present of mind, knowing he was on the edge of just losing it fully to passion, he stopped, parting his lips and look questionningly at Chris through is half lidded eyes. 

"What..why...are you?" 

Again, Chris first answered with a chuckle, nodding his head in negation. 

"No, but I might be bi. Can't know until you try. And honestly, there were a few times when I was curious and you looked like you could use that right now." 

There was no time for Ryan to try and argue the logic, no time for him to doubt or think this was a bad idea. Instead he was assaulted by passion, Chris returning to kissing with more vigor than before, his lips playing his with crude sexual hunger. He was too good, it was too good, the taste of Chris, the moist of his plum lips, the scent of his freshly shaved skin. Never in his life would he have dreamt kissing another man to be this arousing. Enough to find himself parting his friend's lips with his tongue, exploring the inside of his mouth avidly. 

Rapture and pure insanity. Ryan had never found himself getting so hard so quickly, his hands now traveling up and down Chris's back, his throat letting way to a rumbled humming of pleasure, the heat flaring in between the two. He didn't care that he was with another guy, that this probably wasn't right giving they both were happily married, didn't care that the window was opened wide or of anything really. He just wanted to keep kissing him, Chris, his best friend for the past twenty years, this attractive man that normally made women drool whenever he'd walk on the beach in nothing but board shorts. 

Possessed completed by his own lust, Ryan grabbed solidly at a chunk of hair at the back of Chris's head, tugging him away from his face, the expression turning into a flinch of pain. A pain soon welcomed when the wet sensation of Ryan's tongue and lips coursed against the skin of his neck, forcing a loud gritted moan to escape Chris's lips, his eyes closed shut, hands tightly wrapped around the fabric of Ryan's shirt. His lips played to the stiffed muscle lines of Chris's neck. find the weak spot at the cove near the collar bone, trigger louder reactions with sucking at the skin, nibbling at the sensitive surface. Every sound he created in Chris made Ryan's blood boiled through his veins, filled with sexual currents. He could barely believe it himself, but he wanted this man, very badly. All of his body. 

Incapable to withstand the annoying layer of fabric blocking the way to his desires, he stopped working Chris's neck, letting go of his hair to bring his hand down the man's back, lower and lower, pressing firmly on the way down until he found the bottom of his shirt, surge as he felt the upper section of his round perked ass. In a short and fluid motion, the shirt was passed over the man's head, exposing his well defined pecks, the perfect lines of his smooth abdomen and the dark trail of black hair trickling down from the navel to the hem of the jeans, taunting anyone to follow the secret road to pleasure.

Subconsciously, Ryan licked his lips as he overlooked Chris's bare upper body, only now seeing the sensuous beauty of it, the carnal attraction it gave off. Fabric cut his observing session short, blocking his view as his shirt was passed over his head, now also bare. He had nothing to be ashamed of himself, mildly tanned, muscular with broad shoulders and scattered trickles of dark brown hair at his chest, funneling down into a line which formed a happy trail of his own. Ryan found the same admiration in Chris's eyes as he had a moment ago, knowing his friend was noticing his physique under a new light. But the distance between them was becoming agonizing, more and more by the second. Just mere inches that felt like miles. Grabbing the hem of Chris's jeans on both sides, Ryan pulled him in, locking lips once more, kissing avidly, longing for more. His lips moved to the right, trailing little kisses all the way along Chris's jaw line, suckling on his earlobe, nibbling a little around the ear. He ended giving a deep founded groan as he felt his friend place his own mouth at nook of his collar bone, his breath making Chris's hair sway. It felt so good and yet so wrong. The problem was, the fact that it felt kind of wrong made him want to keep going more and more.

Drunken by lust, he clumsily moved his hands to undo the other man's button and zipper, tugging the jeans down to let them slide down Chris's legs. Even through the fabric he could see that his friend was well equip, a large average in the least. Seven, maybe closer to eigth inches. A strong desire to touch touch it, grab it, feel it against him alienated Ryan's mind. He wasn't about to try and fight it, not with how far he'd already gone with this. The fabric again unwanted, he tugged the grey boxer briefs down to meet the jeans lying at Chris's ankles, revealing the erected cock of his current lover. Without one second of hesitation, he wrapped a firm hand around it, the skin warm in his palm. The gesture, along with the start of his gentle, slow pumping motion, sent a strong shiver down Chris's spine, the man stopping his kissing to sink his fingers into Ryan's back.

"Ughnn...ahh...Ryan..."

He was unable to word anything more, lost in moans and groans. The rapt reaction turned Ryan on even more, his own erection throbbing agaist the rought cotton of his boxers. Gradually, he sped up the pumping of the shaft, squeezing his thumb a little whenever he reached the top. It felt a little different from his own given he himself wasn't circumscized, a little smoother and different than the rest of the skin. Tortured by pleasure, Chris made a move of his own, and a moment later, Ryan also found the rest of his clothes resting at his ankles.

To be continued....



A New Outfit



Naked, on your knees, and with your back against the side of your bed you wait facing the door patiently as instructed. Suddenly you see the doorknob turning slowly and the door begin to open. I walk through the door wearing something special I picked up special for tonight (a naughty nuns outfit). In my right hand is a wooden ruler, just in case I need to teach you a lesson. I walk slowly toward you and stop just in front of you looking down at you on your knees. I tell you that you've been very bad lately the way that you've pleasuring yourself while you think naughty things about me. I tell you that it's time you were taught a lesson.

I instruct you to start by removing my panties; you smile slightly and reach your hands out taking hold of my leg just above my ankle and slowly start to slide up the length. SMACK! My ruler hits your hand before you even reach my knee! 

"I did not tell you that you could feel me up along the way; to ensure that this doesn't happen again you must remove my panties without using your hands."

You apologize, although it doesn't sound to sincere and lean your head forward towards the slit in my skirt. You glide your head into the gap of the fabric and move up underneath until your mouth is level with my panties. You open your mouth and press it against the front of my panties and the warmth I feel makes my pussy start to flow with juices. Unfortunately for you, you find that my panties are too tight for you to get a grip on with your mouth. You get and idea as to how you can get a better hold of them so they can be removed. 

I feel your tongue sliding along the crease of my thigh and the elastic of my black silky panties before slipping inside of them. With the material separated from my body you are able to bite down and lock them in your mouth. From there you drop your head almost in a bowing motion sliding my panties down to the floor around my ankles. I step out of them, kicking them to the side of the room with my foot and tell you that you had done a great job and you should be rewarded for that. Lifting one leg onto the bed my now naked, bald pussy is inches from your face. I tell you that your reward is that I'm giving you the honor of tasting the sweet juices that are pouring from my sweet little pussy. Extending your tongue you reach the lips of my pussy and begin to slowly run your tongue around the perimeter of my smooth cunt. Slowly your tongue continues to circle and the warm, wetness of your tongue causes my hand to fall back and my eyes close tight. Then I feel your tongue slip in between the lips and you proceed to flick your tongue against my tight little hole and clit. Soon your entire mouth is devouring my little pussy as I moan aloud. 

This is all I can take of this and I instruct you to sit on the edge of the bed and lean back so that your hands are flat on the bed supporting yourself. You are still not allowed to use them and I don't want to have to use my ruler again, because next time I won't smack your hand! You do as you're told and I look at the sight of you on the bed with your cock standing straight up at the ceiling. I stand in front of your bent knees as your feet are firmly planted on the floor. I turn my back to you and begin to spread my legs. I begin to back up toward the bed lifting my skirt; my legs straddling yours, I then reach down and place my hands on your knees. Using your knees to support me, I lift each leg onto the bed so that I am on my knees, straddling your cock; my back facing you. I lift off the top of my outfit exposing my soft tits, too bad you don't have a very good view from behind me. Reaching between my legs you feel my small hands wrap around the base of your cock, and then the head presses against the slippery hole it desires. I lower my weight allowing your hard cock to slide inside of my little tummy as you watch my ass being lowered to your body and you dick disappear into me. I begin raising myself slowly then dropping with force onto your dick...... faster and faster...... I ride your cock like you were a horse. The bed shakes as I continue to bounce on your thick meat, my titties also bouncing with my movement. My hands grab them firmly tweaking my nipples before traveling down my stomach and between my legs to your balls. As I keep up my pace, I lift your balls into my hand and begin to gently play with them, stroking softly, and rolling them lightly in my hand. 

I fall back onto your chest, your dick still inside me and I order you to fuck me! Your hands finally permitted to touch me they brad my titties briefly before traveling further south. Your hands reach the inside of my thighs and grip my inner thighs with all your might. Your hands are positioned so that your thumbs are on my hips and your fingers along the inside of my legs as they force me into your cock as you thrust into me. You begin to pound my pussy hard, thrust after thrust, as your strong hands push my body down even harder to meet your attack. I am screaming loud at this point and I don't care if anyone around can here it. You can't take much more and I feel your balls tighten in my hand. I tell you to cum for me now, and you have no trouble granting me that request. Expecting to feel your cum inside me you surprise me by letting go of my thigh with your right hand and pulling your dick from inside me. You stroke your stiff aching muscle quickly and I look down just in time to see the first blast shooting towards my face. It lands just on top of the nipple on my left breast and the next few streams cover my tight little tummy. It feels so good and I reach my hands to my chest rubbing your cum around my chest and then I move to my tummy. My hands glide easily over my tummy spreading your cum around my small frame as it shines in the night.



A New Outfit For His Slave



I had Jasmine promise to call me at work when my order finally arrived at the shop, you see I had promised my slave that her new dress would be here this week, and I believe that when a Master makes a promise he must keep it. 

I had decided to purchase a new latex dress for my slave, let me describe it to you, from the neck down, the neck is made stiff rubber to encourage the wearer, to hold her head high, with pride with her eyes cast down, the top section covers completely ending in sleeve gloves, the waist again is very stiff this then acts as a corset holding the stomach giving her a longer body line. 

The lower section of the dress passes the knees halfway down her, calves and I am able to further restrict her walking by zipping the hem tighter Now I am no different then most men I love stockings, but black nylon stockings would not work with this dress as I had intended. 

Jasmine first put me on to the idea of using latex stockings with the dress, so I ordered several sets. That's why there is the delay they would not dispatch until the order was processed completely, you see after ordering the stockings I felt that my slave should have underwear, yet again I ordered 4 pairs of thongs, however I wanted my slaves pussy in pleasure while she wore them therefore I had built into the thongs a thick rubber nub, constantly rubbing on a pussy. There you go, shows what a kind Master I am. So it was no ones fault other than mine, off course I blamed my slave. (Well wouldn't you?) 

The phone rang I picked it up it was Jasmine the order was in I thanked her assured her I would be by later that day. Then I phoned my slave, she was delighted, she always is when new clothing or toys come. I instructed her to make sure that she has removed all hair from her arms, legs, and pussy Before I get home. 

I arrived at the shop was greeted, by Jasmine , she removed the packaging and before my eyes was the dress, perfect I said, I took the dress out and carefully checked it over, Jasmine congratulated me on my choice. You were correct transparent latex for a dress, stockings and thongs wow. 

I hurried home, my slave greets me upon entering, in the correct fashion kneeling, head held high, proud to belong to her Master. Hands locked behind her head, eyes cast down in respect, knees wide apart, it had only taken my slave one week of continuing practicing, now it was second nature to her. 

"She greets her Master" as he looks upon his slave, smiling for she certainly looks as a slave should look, kneeling appropriately in respect of her Master, He addresses her. I have the present slave have you made sure you have no body hair. Yes my Master she answers. 

Master then passes the dress to her, she takes the packages. We will be going out to night please ensure you wear this dress my slave. Oh my Master your slave ask permission to kiss you Master, which Master grants. 

Kisses Master deeply to thank him for his gift even before, She opens it. As they part she get back down on her hands and knees. Take the package by the ribbon between her teeth and crawl to the bedroom with it. Hearing her Masters footsteps following her as she crawls. She knows he is watching her every movement. 

Stopping at her spot near the foot of the bed. She takes the package in her hands her fingers trembling, as she undoes the ribbon on her present that her Master has brought her. Removing the box lid, pulling back the tissue paper that it is wrapped, inside the box with. She sees the clear plastic, as she removes it from the box she sees that it is a clear latex dress with a high stiff collar, then she notices the thong and stockings. 

All made of the same clear latex, Then her eyes widen with excitement and nervousness as she remembers her, Masters words about going out and that she is to wear her new outfit. She starts to prepare herself for the evening. Already having had her shower just before her Master, arrived home so that she always presents herself to him clean, smelling of lilic her favorite flower, she moves to her dressing table to do her hair and makeup so that she will not get anything on the clear plastic. 

First she takes her long hair and brushes it out, then puts it up and a fashionable bun on top of her head, leaving the little wisp of hair to frame her forehead in curls then taking the two thin strands of hair she left out curling them to run along sides of her face, creating an elegant appeal. 

As she works fixing herself up she wonders where her Master is going to take her this evening that she could wear such an outfit. She takes the liquid base beige and applies it to her face, then the fine powder a shade lighter that allows her skin to shimmer giving it a glow, then taking her massacre and doing her eyelashes making them even longer than normal, she take a fine small comb and brush, for her eyelashes and makes sure they are not clumped or matted together with it. 

Then taking a light lavender shade of frosted eyeshadow she applies to her eyelids, then takes her makeup brush and removes any excess eyeshadow then she applies a frosted dark green eyeshadow in a line just a little below her eyebrows then brush it to remove the excess eyeshadow and to blind it in knowing the green eyeshadow will bring out the green in her eyes. 

Then she applies the brown eyebrow pencil, then she uses the blue eyeliner pencil and highlights the lid just above the eyelashes and just below her lower eyelashes with a thin line at the end of her eyes to make the most of her eyes. 

Then she applies her blush, a bronze pink rose color highlighting her cheekbones. Takes the lip liner pencil and highlighting the edge of her full lips in a raisin color then she applies her frosted lipstick a shade of raisin color lighter. Her makeup complete she then puts the earrings in that her Master brought her before. 

The ones that have a post with small chains hanging down with a tiny pair of handcuffs on them, made of white gold, trying to decide if she should wear the matching choker that has a pair of handcuffs joined together that goes in the center of her neck and fasts behind her neck with the chain and if so out side the dress or inside the dress. 

Knowing her Master has been watching her all this time, making her feel wet already. Placing her feet into the thong as she does so she sees the knob in the thong knowing were it will ride on her. She blushes though her blush. Slides them up her legs and makes sure the thong is positioned correctly. 

She takes the clear latex stockings and slides her toes in noticing that it does not take away from the toenail polish she put on earlier in the day. Garnet frosted red, her long well manicure nails the same color. Working the latex stockings up her legs feeling them clinging to her skin. Then stepping into the dress sliding it up her legs over her hips wiggling to move the skin tight dress over her hips. then sliding her arms in working her fingers into the gloved fingers. 

Turning to her Master she ask him if he would zip her up. And she ask him if he would like her to wear the necklace that goes to the earrings and if so would he like the necklace inside the dress or out Master?

For him the sight of his slave dressing was always a big turn on but this time it was more so. She had not seen this dress before but with in a short space of time she had clearly mastered the technique of getting this dress on. He noticed how she positioned the bud of the Thong so as to give herself pleasure. Now she was putting the stockings on, without fail every time he watched her do that it just blows his mind. 

But he had to admit her crawling across the floor was extremely provocative. For she has a nice ass, and takes the whip well on it. On more than one occasion when his slave crawled, he had to hold himself in check. 

He knew some Masters were not interested in watching their slaves dress for them. But he found it so pleasing, and also suspected that his slave liked it as well. His slave was in the process of getting into the dress this was just the opposite, of a strip tease show. But it was every bit as exciting, his slave and the material were becoming as one.

He knew that very quickly the dress would become very uncomfortable to his slave. The heat would take its toll. But he also new there was desire in his slave, for she was by now very horny. He could see the look on her face and the battle she was also fighting. 

The gloved hands on the arms of the dress sealed her fingers in, making it somewhat difficult for her to navigate. But she had managed, she was ready. His slave required his assistance for zipping the dress up which he did. He now allowed himself A kiss of his slave this time he choose the back of her neck. I think slave the necklace is better on the outside, he picks the necklace up and place it around her throat to complete her attire for the evening. He looked at her for a very long time every detail was being recorded The sight of his beloved slave melted his heart, "I am so lucky to have you slave" he thought to himself. 

His slave presented herself to him and he duly checked every detail moving this moving that She knew she was perfect so did he but he was the Master and she the slave. He choose a long black latex coat for his slave to wear. The down side would be the heat build up for her. There was no downside for him. As the scent of the latex was for him an aphrodisiac, and it showed on him, well I am a man slave was all he said. 

They left the apartment and entered the lift rode to the basement. He turned to his slave held her Tight and kissed her deeply. She knew this was going to be a long night for her. He opened the car door for his slave, she got in, and as they drove, He told her, we are going for dinner, slave this place has a View of my city the drive was not long but already she was very hot, by the time he opened the Door she was very happy. This place was an apartment building, somewhat confused she entered.

Once in the building they again got into a lift (elevator for you my slave) she now held his hand and he Allowed this, they reached the top floor, then they had to climbing some stairs. He unlocked the roof door she followed what she saw took her breath away. She had a panoramic View of his London at night, houses of Parliament, the Palace, big Ben, she ask her Master, may I look around master Yes my slave, but be careful, she wandered around the roof top, perhaps with the best view of London. 

Slave he called its ready, standing on the roof was now a table with food on it. The evening air was cool, his slave asked "may I remove my coat master?" Master answered her yes slave, she did so but the cool evening air offered her little relief from the heat that had built up in her body under the latex, her skin was flushed. He command his slave to sit, slave obeyed and sat down, and they did consume there meal.

As they ate the food, they talked and continued to talk for hours after the meal. He found her so incredibly attractive interesting that the time flew By. He stood brought over her drink (vodka collins) "I hope". They both looked at the sights as he held her tightly and kissed her so passionately but tenderly. 

The ride back was quite for both knew that the night had now started on the 2nd phase. 

As they rode in silence, she reflected over the wonderful meal and great conversation they had shared. Feeling she was very lucky to have such a Master. For not only was he Handsome, he was also intelligent, caring, and seemed to have a heart of gold. He seemed genuinely interested in her and what she had to say and not just in her body to use. It pleased her greatly that he seemed to be going to such lengths to get to know her the person. And not just out to for his own pleasures. 

She wonders what else the evening holds, knowing she will not have to wonder long as they arrive back at the apartment. He parked the car in the garage, they rode the lift up, And entered the apartment, as he shut the door behind him and locked it, he reaches out to his slave and pulls her to him, kissing her tenderly with passion, as he kisses her, he removes her coat sliding it over her shoulders and down her arms.

Kissing him back tenderly, as he breaks the kiss she feels the gentle pressure on her shoulders knowing that she is to assume her position. She kneels and clasp her fingers behind her head, spreading her knees as much as the dress will allow. She watches him walk across the room and hang up her coat. Just watching him moving makes, the heat she is feeling in her body grow even moister, under the dress coating her skin from her neck down, the growing moister between her legs spreading from the pleasure He thought to give her by having the thongs special made with a nub in just the right place in the crotch. 

She felt her body was already on Fire, then the heat grew even more as she saw the look in his eyes and upon his face as he returned to her carrying her collar and cuffs. Her Master stopped in front of her and squatted down and attached her collar after he removed her necklace. He then commanded her to hold her wrist out to him and he attached her leather cuffs, then he instructed her to stand up. He then attached the leather ankle cuffs. He runs his hand up her legs, stopping at her crotch, then press hard on the nub in her thong, giving her another minute of pleasure. Master then instructs her to kneel again. She obeyed his every command.

Master then commanded her to heel, she assumed her position on hands and knees at his left side, her head on level with his left knee, she crawls following him into the bedroom first as he put her necklace up into it place. He then leads her to the room off the side of the bedroom that he had sound proof, and fixed into a Dungeon of sorts.

Master lead her to a sawhorse with a post attached to the front of it, he stopped in front of it. She knew that what every Master leads her to that she is to get up and position herself in the correct position on it. She raises to her feet, Master stops her before she can straddle the sawhorse, he unzips the hem of the dress so she can straddle the sawhorse correctly, placing a leg over the sawhorse and sliding her ass as far back as she can. 

She can feel the nub in the thong pressing hard against her clit now, as the wooden sawhorse presses hard against it and her so moist vaginal folds. Master walks in front of her and takes her wrist and fastens them to the rings on the post in front of her.

Walking back behind her, he fastens her ankle cuffs to the sawhorse stretching her out knowing it will make the flogging she is going to receive hurt more. And that not only will the stretching make it hurt more, but also the moister that has accumulated under the latex dress will also increases the pain.

Master takes the leather flogger blue that his slave made, she had done a good job on the flogger, the wooden handle had been covered in blue leather weave'd with red to fasten it to the wooden handle, then the twenty strands of leather two feet in length had been attached to the handle and sewn to make them secure. Master knew that though the leather was soft it had a bite to it, but that it would not mar the dress he brought her.

Raising the flogger high into the air he brings it down on her back, she can hear it whishing through the air, then she is crying out as it bites into her skin through the dress, for it makes her feel as if she is being whip wet, as if fresh from a shower or bath.

He stands behind her admiring the marks as they redden beneath the latex dress, he repeats the process again and again each time pausing between lashes of the flogger to admire her redden backside. Whishhhhhh, Eeeeeekkkkkk, Whisssshhhh, Eeeekkkkkkk. Then he applies a few strokes of the flogger to her lovely ass cheeks. Whisssssshhhhhhh, Eeeeeekkkkkkkk, Whissssssssshhhhhh, Eeeeeekkkkkkk, Whishhhhhhh, Eeeekkkkkkk,

Then he does her thighs turning them as red as her back and ass cheeks, Whissssshhhhh, Eeeeeeekkkkk, Whissssssshhhhhh, Eeekkkkkkk, Whisssssssshhhhhhhh, Eeeeeeeeeekkkkkkkkk, She feels the tears rolling down her face, as the pain, burning, and stinging course through her body making her feel as if she is on fire. She knows he is standing behind her admiring the reddening look of her skin beneath the latex dress. 

Master as he stands back and watches feels the pain in his loins from his harden manhood for his slave. He moves forward, fitting his body to hers, his legs pressing on her legs, his stomach and chest pressing against her back, he wiggles his body against hers so she can feel how hard she makes him, as he reaches his hands around her and squeezes her tits hard, making her cry out, for he loves the sounds she makes weather cries of pain or moans of pleasure, as he squeezes her tits, he kisses her neck, then nibbles her earlobe, just before he whispers into her ear. Pet I have so much in store for you tonight my slave.

He removed his slave from her painful and humiliating position. On the sawhorse, then the cuffs were also taken off. As was his custom he would fetch his slave a drink. She eagerly accepted the nourishment her Master offered her. She was an experienced slave. She knew with her Master that as the night drew on the punishments would grow in length and pain, but the pleasure, would exceed all the pain. 

He ordered his slave to undress. Now he watched her, he never interrupted his slave after a hard flogging, when she undressed. He simple marveled at her ability to recover so quickly. He thought to himself , why hurry, a beautiful woman's undressing. The latex peeled of her body. The sweat that built up beneath the latex, he knows caused excruciating pain for his slave. As he watched the sweat running down her body. 

His slave had completed her undressing, and now assumed her proper position next to her master kneeling fingers locked behind her head legs slightly apart back straight. Slave you will shower now, then dry yourself, apply make up and do your hair.

Then come back to me, now be off with you slave and hurry. While his slave was away, he made the next arrangements. For this he would change his outfit. He laid out his leather trousers, white shirt and boots. He got dressed very fast the trousers fitted him to perfection his cock was at home in these trousers and seemed to be in near permanent state of arousal. Next he put on the black boots his slave had purchased for him. 

Now he walked back into the playroom. The new toy was very simple in concept, but some what difficult to engineer and have made. But it would give him and his slave lots of fun. It consisted of a raised platform and on the platform was four timber stakes, the back two were three feet high, at the inside edges were metal groves running in sections these were designed, so that a catch fitting could be connected to the groves and be used to lift upwards or downwards. 

The front stakes were of the same design. Her Master looked at the newest toy he had acquired, and in his mind he could see his slave there, with leather cuffs around her thighs, ankle and also she would have the same restraints on her arms, as well. 

She would be brought in made to kneel at the back stakes the leather cuffs would, be attached now she would have to keep her thighs vertical, to the stakes. He would then force her wrist to the front stakes the catches would all lock into position. In his mind he saw his slave her ass high in the air and her head lower, her ass ready for what ever he had in mind. He now noticed, that just thinking about her gave him an erection. He smiled oh she would suffer. 

He turned and walk back into the room, he still had to get his slave ready. She was waiting for Master in the correct greeting position. She looked quickly at her Master, and inwardly warmed to his choice of clothing. He noticed her furtive looks and smiled, you like my clothes slave. He had worn the boots she brought for him. Now my slave come, I am eager to punish you.