1 comments/ 106939 views/ 8 favorites Barter By: Comshaw Tom plunked his lunch tray on the table, sat and addressed the young man across from him, "Hi Mike, how was your weekend?" "Not bad, but not great either." Mike said glumly,"Sarah and I fought most of it." "For Christ sakes you two have only been married six months, why all the fighting so soon? Caroline and I didn't have our first fight until we were marred a year and a half. And besides the making up part is the best. We always had the hottest sex after a fight." Tom took a bite of his lunch and pointed his fork at the younger man, "So tell me what happened, maybe I can give you the benefit of my experience." "Well-ll-ll-ll," Mike said, looked around, leaned across the table and whispered,"I'd rather not talk about it here. Can you meet me after work?" "Sure," Tom replied between bites of his lunch,"Where?" "The Gargoyle." Mike said. Tom chuckled and nodded. 'It figures.' Tom thought. 'He turned 21 a month ago and still isn't tired of the strip joints.' After work Tom drove over to the Gargoyle, parked in the back and found Mike sitting at the bar, watching a gorgeous brunette do a strip number. Tom ordered a beer and said,"Ok, what's the problem with you and Sarah?" "I wanted her to give me a blow job." Mike said, his eyes glued to the brunette. "How come she wouldn't?" Asked Tom. Mike finally tore his eyes from the girl peeling her cloths off and looked at Tom, "She's never done one and she said it sounds nasty." Tom took a long swig of his beer "Let me ask, have you ever eaten her?" Mike shook his head. "Well, What have you two done sexually?" Tom was getting curious now. Mike looked at him and his cheeks colored. "I take it from your attitude that you haven't done much. What happens when you have sex? No, don't tell me, let me see if I can guess: you both get ready for bed, you get under the covers, you reach over and rub her tit, then pull up her nighty, roll on and stick your cock into her. You fuck her until up cum, roll off and go to sleep. Am I close?" Tom looked at Mike, waiting for his response. Mike's cheeks deepened in color and he nodded his head. "So now all of a sudden you want here to put your cock in her mouth. Why now?" Tom asked. "I saw some pictures on the internet, and the guys I work with are always talking about how good a blow-job feels." "Sounds to me like you have several problems." Tom signaled the bartender for another round then said,"You really want a blow job?" Mike nodded and Tom said,"There's three ways to get one. Your not going to get one from Sarah, not yet anyway, so you can one; spend the next few months working her up to point where she wants to, two; buy one from a hooker, or--" Tom held up his hand as Mike started to protest,"hang on for a second, or you can find a woman willing to give you one. Since you don't seem to like the idea of using a hooker, and I assume you want one sooner then it will take to get Sarah interested in giving you one, I know someone that would be willing, with the right prompting, to give you the blow job of your life. But you'll have to be willing to reciprocate." Mike looked puzzled and Tom grinned leaned forward and whispered loudly,"Eat pussy boy, eat pussy!" "I've never done it, but I'd love to try. When was the first time you did it?" Mike said. Tom's eyes got a far away dreamy look to them. "A little over twenty years ago. I meet Caroline at a party and we hit it off. That night she got drunk, so I helped her to a bed, tucked her in and was going to be honorable and leave. As I was about to go she took my hand and said, "Please stay with me,". When I looked down at her, I seemed to fall into those large, beautiful, blue eyes of hers. A moment later I was on the bed frantically undo her clothes. I got her jeans off, then her panties. It seemed like forever before I could get my cock out of my pants. I put my hard shaft against her pussy and tried to shove it in. The problem was, she was completely dry. We hadn't made out enough to get her lubricated. After a few moments I realized I was going to hurt her if I kept pushing, so I gritted my teeth, tucked my cock back into my pants and just held her. She kept saying "I'm sorry." and I kept reassuring her it wasn't her fault, which it wasn't. I held her till dawn, then took her home." Tom took a deep drink of his beer and continued, "I didn't see her for a while after that. Actually I didn't know it until later but I was trying to stay away from her, because I was falling in love with her. Finally a month or so later I called her and asked if she wanted to go ice skating. She said she did so I told her I'd pick her up at 5:00 PM that Saturday. What I did was stand her up. I met a buddy and we went out drinking. I didn't know how stuck on her I was until I started to feel really guilty about standing her up. Along about midnight I decided to go see her and apologize. I had drank quite a few and wasn't feeling any pain. Caroline was living with her grandmother then Her bedroom was a very small room off the kitchen, separated form her grand parents room by the rest of the house. I snuck around the house and tapped on the window. After tapping several times I heard Caroline's voice asking who it was. After a whispered conversation she asked me to come in so I wouldn't wake her grandparents or get caught. I promptly crawled through the window. She was dressed in a robe and as I pulled her to me to kiss her it fell open. My hands started to explore her body and I gently pushed her toward the bed. She later told me she was turned on and wanted me as much as I wanted her, so she stepped back and stretched out on the bed. I had always heard about people eating pussy, but had never tried it. I was kind of drunk that night and decided now was the time, so before she could protest, I leaned forward, pulled up her nighty and pushed my tongue between her wet pussy lips." Tom took another drink and stared off into distance. "Well?" Mike said,"Was it good and did she like it? Did you like it?" "Yep,"Tom said," When her taste hit my tongue I thought I was going to cum right there on the sheets! God did she taste good! And she still does. I licked her for a while then rammed my hard cock into her and fucked her. Did she like it? Caroline said it did feel good but she was terrified, because she had always been told stuff like that was nasty. She loves to be eaten now. She didn't climax that night. Actually we were together for almost two years before she was comfortable with me eating her. Anyway, that was the first time I ever tasted pussy. It was, and is, an incredible experience. I love tasting a woman. Especially Caroline! You've met her haven't you?" Mike shook his head, so Tom said,"I'll have to introduce you some time. You'll like her and I'm sure she'll like you." Mike thought he could hear an edge of laughter to Tom's voice but wasn't sure. "I've got to get going," Tom said. "Do you want me to see about setting something up for you?" Mike hesitated, then said,"Ok." "How do you feel about older women? Say late forties?" Tom asked. "I-I-I don't know." Mike said. Tom fished out his wallet, fumbled around and finally came out with a photo, which he handed to Mike. "How about her?" Tom said. The picture showed a redhead dressed in a black velvet dress. Mike though she was very attractive and told Tom so. "Ok, then I'll try and set it up. One other thing," Tom gulped the last of his beer and placed the glass on the bar,"You will owe me big time for this one. We'll settle that after we get you taken care of. Is it a deal?" Mike hesitated for a moment then said,"Ok. Just don't ever let Sarah know. She'd leave me if she found out." "Don't worry. This will be between you, me and the lady. I'll let you know about arrangements tomorrow." Tom got up and headed for the door." Mike said,"Tom, who is she anyway?" Tom grinned over his shoulder and replied,"You want a blow job?" Mike nodded. "Then don't ask."Tom said,"She's just someone I know." With that he stepped out the door and headed home. Tom drove home and Caroline greeted him at the door in a halter top and shorts. Her red hair was shoulder length now, quite a bit longer then it had been when she had posed in the black dress for the photo he carried. Tom grinned and thought to himself,' Mike has no idea, but this woman is going to give him a night he won't forget! Now all I've got to do is get her to say yes to it.' Tom had been thinking on his way home and was sure he had a plan that would work. Caroline wasn't a prude and was no stranger to swapping. They had been trading partners with another couple off and on for three years, but Tom wasn't sure if she would go for fucking a stranger, especially one who had just turned twenty one. She would probably say,'He's young enough to be my son!' Part of Tom's plan hinged on the poker game. Six months before they had started to play one hand of poker on Wednesday night. They would bid against each other with sexual favors they wanted. Some times one or the other would call out 'Go for the Pot'. This meant the loser had to do what ever the winner wanted them to for one night, but they wouldn't know what was wanted until after the hand was played. So far the most they had done was some public sex, Tom had instructed Caroline to wear a short skirt and no panties to a movie. He had spent the entire time fingering her. By the time they left the movie both of them were so horny they barely made it to the car. Tom had pushed Caroline's seat back and fucked her right there in the parking lot. He was sure at least two people looked into the car and saw what they were doing. That had only made both their orgasm's more intense. When Caroline won, she had bought a remote controlled vibrator and had him strap it on, then they went out to eat. She had turned it on and made him cum right in the middle of dinner. Tonight was Wednesday and time for the poker hand. Tom had never told Caroline but he had learned how to stack a deck while in the Army. He had never used it during their games, preferring to let the cards fall as they would. He figured normally whether he won the hand or Caroline did, they both won at the game, but tonight he wanted to make sure he got the better hand. They chatted a little then Tom took a shower as Caroline finished dinner. After dinner Tom pulled a deck of cards out of a drawer, looked at Caroline with a grin and said,"Ready?" She grinned back and nodded her head. Tom shuffled, then slid the cards to Caroline for a cut. She tapped them, to indicate she didn't want to cut. Inwardly Tom smiled. He dealt, picked up his cards and had a hell of a time trying to keep from grinning. He had two kings, just the hand he had stacked. "I want you to eat me for an hour, then jack off on my tits." Caroline started the betting. Tom knew she had a full house in her hand. He also knew she would bet big with that hand, having won three weeks before with a similar one. "I want two blow jobs. One right after this hand, one when we go to bed." Tom said. He threw in three cards, picked up the deck and looked at Caroline questioningly. She smiled shook her head and said,"None for me." "Oh really?" He said. Tom dealt himself three. When he picked up his cards he saw the two other kings he had stacked for his hand. "Your bet." Tom said. "You eat me for an hour, jack off on my tit's, then I'll call George and have him come over, eat me and fuck me while you watch."Caroline's eyes sparkled. "Go for the Pot." Tom said. Caroline looked at him, looked at her cards, looked back at him, grinned and said,"Ok. Your on!" "Let's see what I've got to beat." Tom said. Caroline laid down her full house and Tom groaned. "All I've got is two pair," He said. Caroline giggled and said,"Get ready to watch George fuck me!" "No you don't understand," Tom said," I've got two pair, a pair of kings and another pair of kings!" "You ass-hole!" Caroline said. Tom grinned and said," I bet the pot and won. You know what that means." Caroline started to smile and said,"Yes I do. So What's it going to be?" "You'll find out Friday evening." Tom said. 'Damn it!" Caroline stomped her foot. "Your going to make me wait until Friday?" "Yep I damn sure am." Tom grinned. All evening she tried to get him to tell her what was going to happen. As they crawled into bed Tom said for the umteenth time,"I'm not going to tell you what it is. But if you want I'll give you a consolation lick." Caroline grinned, grabbed his head and forced it towards her crotch. "Then get to licking!" She said. Tom walked into the lunch room the next day, spotted Mike, walked over and plopped on a chair across the table from him. Mike sounded nervous when he asked,"Is it setup?" "Yep," Tom said,"Can you get out of the house Friday night?" Mike looked thoughtful then said, "Yea, I'll tell Sarah I'm going bowling with the guys. She won't mind." "Ok. Be at my house, 8:30 PM." Tom said. "Your house?" Mike sounded puzzled. "That's where she wants to meet. She'll be there waiting for you. One more thing, I need a picture of you." Tom said. "Why?" Mike ask. "So she knows who she's looking for, and that you are you." Tom replied "Ok. I'll bring you one tomorrow and I'll be there 8:30 Friday, what's her name by the way?" Mike responded. "Ah-ah-ah, Ann." Tom said. When Tom arrived home Friday afternoon, Caroline met him at the door with a "Well? Tell Me! Tell Me! Tell Me!" Tom grinned and said,"You know the rules, I don't have to tell you until it's time!" "Damn you!" Caroline said,"I'm wet already, wondering what you've got up your sleeve." Tom crooked his finger "Come with me." Caroline followed him to the bedroom. Tom sat on the bed and motioned Caroline to a spot directly in front of him. He slowly started to undress her. First he pulled her top up and off her arms, then reached around and unsnapped her bra, peeling that off. He unzipped her shorts and pulled them to the floor, instructing her to step out of them. Next he peeled her panties to her ankles and had her step out of them. This left her entirely naked. He pushed his hand between her legs and slipped his finger into her. "My, My, you are wet!" Tom said. "You damn well knew I would be!" Caroline retorted. "Yep, but it's nice to find out for myself." Tom said, stroking her clit to emphasize his words. "Oh, Christ." Caroline groaned from between clenched teeth. Tom grinned, got up, walked over, pulled out a pair of shear, black, thigh high, stockings and a black lace bra. He threw these to Caroline, went into the closet and returned a few minutes later. He tossed her a white flower print summer dress and a pair of black high heels. "Shower, put those on and come into the livingroom." Tom said and walked out. Half an hour later he was reading a magazine when she appeared. He dropped the magazine and had her turn around in front of him. The light cotton summer dress hit her at mid thigh and he could see the black lace bra through the lighter fabric. 'Guaranteed to make a cock stand up and take notice!' He thought. "Ok. You going to tell me what's going on?" She said. Tom walked over to the kitchen counter, where he had a couple of drinks ready. He handed her one and took a long draw on his. She sipped her drink and looked at him, waiting for an answer. "Tonight will be a little different from anything we've done before." Tom started."At 8:30 one of my coworkers will be here. You will entertain him for a couple of hours." Caroline gulped and said,"W-W-W-what do you mean?" Tom finished his whiskey and said,"You will spend a couple of hours fucking him." "I c-c-c-can't fuck a stranger!" Caroline stammered. "When we started playing poker you were the one who came up with the rules for 'Bet the Pot'. I agreed. We have always followed those rules. Are you going to renege?" Tom said as he walked to the bar and poured whiskey into his empty glass. Caroline stood motionless for several minutes, then tipped her glass and finished the contents in one gulp. She slowly walked over to Tom, handed him the glass and indicated he should fill it by pointing at the whiskey bottle. A moment later Tom handed the glass back half full and Caroline took another long drink. "Ok. The rules are the rules. What's this guy look like?" She asked. Tom pulled out Mikes picture and dropped it on the counter in front of Caroline. "For Christ sakes!" She said, grabbing the photo for a closer look,"How old is he?" "Twenty one." Tom said calmly. "He's young enough to be my son!" Caroline said, looking from the photo to Tom. Tom slipped up beside her and put his arm around her. He placed his lips next to her ear and said,"He's never had a blow job. He's never tasted pussy. Don't you want to introduce him to those delights?" A few moments later he heard Caroline whisper,"It is intriguing. Never had a blow job? God, the more I think about it the wetter I'm getting!" Tom slipped his hand between her legs and was delighted to find her pussy slick and wet. "So you'll do it?" Tom whispered, his fingers running up and down her labia as he spoke. Caroline groaned and said,"Christ yes. I'll fuck him till he can't stand up!" Tom grinned and said,"One more thing, I'll be in the closet, I want to watch you and him." Caroline turned to him and said,"You dirty old man! You want to watch some young cock fuck me, then I suppose you'll want some afterwards?" "Yes." Tom hissed, his fingers dancing up and down her wet slit. "I hope the hell so!" Caroline moaned. Tom reluctantly pulled his hand from between her thighs and said,"There are still a few preparations to make." At 8:25 Tom said,"You may have to do the seducing. He's young and nervous. Oh, yea, he doesn't know you're my wife. And he'll be using your middle name. " Caroline grinned and said,"I'm ready, I've resigned myself to full-filling your demands. I told you, this young man is going to get fucked like he never has before!" A moment later the door bell rang. Tom sprinted for the closet as Caroline walked slowly towards the door. She stopped and glanced behind her, to make sure Tom was inside the closet, then opened the door. "Ah, ah, Hi." Mike stammered,"I'm Mike. Ann?" Caroline hesitated for a moment, not use to someone using her middle name. Finally she smiled and nodded. "Hi Mike. Come in please." Mike stepped in and Caroline lead him to the couch. She motioned and said,"Please sit. Would you like a drink?" "Ah, yes please." Mike said. Caroline slowly walked to the side board to make a scotch and water. She was trying to give Mike time to get a good look at her. She made the drink and again slowly walked back to him. She bent close and handed him the glass. "Here you are." She said. He took the glass with a trembling hand, hesitated then tipped it to his lips and drained half of it. Caroline was standing in front of him so she turned slowly in a circle and she said," Do you like the outfit I picked out?" Mike looked at her and said," I-I-It's very nice." Caroline sat down beside Mike and placed her hand on his thigh. She could feel him tense like a deer ready to bolt. She leaned over to him, making sure her breast was pressed against his arm and said,"Take it easy. Don't be so nervous. I don't bite. A least not hard!" Mike laughed nervously. Caroline took his hand and said,"Feel the fabric of my dress." With that she placed his hand against her breast. "Nice isn't it." She said. The only response Mike could make was a strangled,"Yes." "If you like that," Caroline said, moving his hand to her inside upper thigh,"Feel the fabric of my stockings!" They had moved the couch so Tom could see it clearly from the closet and Caroline guessed he probably had his dick out and was stroking it about now. Barter and Study Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. * "Well?" I opened my eyes. "Well, what?" I responded to the pretty brunette whose lovely image filled my vision. "Well, is that all?" "Is that all what?" "Is that all you're going to do?" "Honey, I haven't started yet." "Really? I thought you were through." "No fucking way, sweetheart." "So ... what happens now?" I pondered her question. For the last seven minutes or so, I had been resting on my hands and knees suspended above what was probably the sexiest, most attractive woman I had ever been this close to. Close to? Actually all seven inches of my throbbing hard cock were buried in her velvety soft pussy. Every few seconds, my shaft would flex inside her, searching out the wondrous feelings that her pussy was generating through my dong. I had never thought that I would be so lucky as to get to fuck such a beauty. She had been a cheerleader through high school and her first three years at the same university which I attended. I had never been introduced to her until two months ago, even though I had watched her from afar since our freshman days when I first spotted her on the sidelines of a football game. I wasn't in the class of people that she normally associated with, like the jocks and Greeks (no, not the geeks, but the sorority and fraternity types). Admittedly I was a nerd, mostly a loner. Oh, I had a few friends and some of them were even females. I managed to get my share of pussy but it was different. Even the plain girls got horny sometimes and I was not unappreciative. Females, whether beautiful on the outside or not, were beautiful on the inside. It's just that I would have like to try one of those beautiful on the outside every once in a while. I guess if it had been up to me, I still would not have said anything more than a passing howdy to Brooke, even though I had both a junior English class and a Marketing 311 class with her. I was sure that she had never actually looked at my face when we pass in coming or going to one of those classes and she surely didn't know my name. Thus I was startled on Thursday afternoon after another boring English class, my last class of the day, when I heard a soft voice call, "Eddie? Eddie Matthews?" I turned to see who had called and the only people still in the room were Brooke and the professor. The professor was stuffing his briefcase with papers and his voice would not have sounded that musical. Brooke was looking right at me but I couldn't believe she called my name! "Eddie? Hi. I'm Brooke. Do you have a few minutes?" "Sure." I had a lifetime if she wanted it. "I've got a problem. I'm having some troubles in this class so I was just asking Professor Landrum about a tutor. He recommended that I talk to you, since you've got the highest GPA in the whole department. I was wondering if you and I could maybe work out an arrangement - if you wouldn't mind tutoring me." "Well - sure, I guess we could probably work out something. How about we go down to The Lion's Head for some coffee and talk?" "Sounds good." The popular on-campus coffee shop was just two blocks from the building we were in so it didn't take long for us to get there. She found a little table for us near the back while I went to the counter to get her a cappuccino and a plain black coffee for me. "So how are you doing in the class?" I asked. "Not good," she replied morosely. "I'm on the edge of failing. And I was counting on this class giving me a few extra points to keep my GPA up enough to keep my scholarship. If I lose that, I have to drop out of school." "Oh, that's bad. Any particular area you're having problems with?" "No, it's the whole concept, I guess. I'm just not very good at it." "Okay, what did you have in mind?" "Well, I'd like to get together as often as we could for as long as we can until I can get my grade up. I don't know what that will take, do you?" "No, I don't have any idea." "What will you require in the way of payment?" "I don't know. I've not done any tutoring here so I don't know what the current charges are." She ducked her head. "I ... I'm really short of money. I'm just getting by. Do you ... uh, do you think we might - you know - work out some sort of arrangement?" "I guess that possible. What did you have in mind?" "Well ... I was wondering if you'd - you know - consider some kind of physical payment ...?" "Physical payment? What ...?" Her voice was a whisper. "Sex. Would you take ... sex ... from me ... in lieu of cash?" "Now that sounds like a possibility. Let's talk terms." "Well ... how about ... mid-term exam is in seven weeks. If I make a passing grade, I'll ... uh ... sleep with you every night for a week. How is that?" "Okay, that's a start. If we spend, say, two hours a night every night for seven weeks, that's 98 hours. Then seven nights of sleeping together is ... well, not a very high price, do you think?" "Hm, I hadn't thought of it like that. Okay, how about ... if I make any B grade, I'll sleep with you every night for two weeks. If I make any A grade, I'll sleep with you every night for a month, except for my period. Would that be better?" I smiled. "I think I could live with that. Under these conditions, when we get together, you will be completely serious about studying. You will make every effort to be there at the agreed time. If you can't make it, you will let me know so I don't waste my time waiting. If you miss more than ten percent of our study sessions, the stakes will be doubled." "Doubled!" she nearly shouted. "Are you serious?" "I surely am," I replied. "Are you?" She thought about it for a couple of minutes and then agreed. We decided that, since she lived in a dorm and shared a room with two other girls, her place would not be conducive to study. Mine, on the other hand, was a solo room in an apartment shared with two guys, but my room was private enough for us to study in and probably better than the library or any other place we could think of. We headed to my place, which was across the street from the campus, just a block from The Lion's Head. I quickly found out that Brooke did not get a good foundation in the language back in high school so we had to start with some fundamentals. Even basic spelling was a problem and I made her add a Webster's Collegiate to her carry-all; later I let her use my old laptop and made sure she became familiar with using the spell checker. Homonyms were a major problem and her punctuation was atrocious. Although she had a good everyday vocabulary, when it came to reading passages assigned in a college English class, she often completely lost the meaning of the text because she didn't understand many of the words. That first afternoon, we worked out a schedule, which was difficult at first because of her extra-curricular activities, but we found time. She reluctantly gave up some of her time for socializing to attend our study sessions. The first week she really dedicated herself to the work, even though she got frustrated frequently when she didn't understand something. The second week, I began to get frustrated myself when she had called twice by Wednesday to cancel sessions because the cheerleaders' sponsor called special meetings to arrange for out-of-town trips. I consoled myself by thinking that if she did it often enough, my reward would be increased. Yet she came back the next day ready to dig in and work hard at my direction. In a way, the weeks passed slowly; being that close to a woman so beautiful and sexy had me constantly hard and thinking about how heavenly it must be to be between her legs and thus it was really hard to concentrate on her learning needs. Yet they passed much too quickly for me to have confidence that she was gaining the knowledge she needed to have to make a good grade on the mid-term. The day of the exam, I breezed through the test and turned in my bluebook, the second student to leave the room. I waited at The Lion's Head for Brooke to see what she thought. She didn't appear until ten minutes after the bell would have rang, signifying the end of time for the exam. When she walked in, she had a concerned look on her face. "So ... how do you think you did?" I asked as she eased her cappuccino down and dropped her carry-all on the floor by her chair. "I don't know," she said, exasperatedly. "I'm just not sure." "Well, we'll know by noon Saturday, when the grades get posted. You've got an afternoon game, right?" "Yeah. I'll be over to check the grades and then have to go to the stadium from there." "No study tonight or tomorrow then?" I asked. "Right. I'll give you a little time off," she said. "And what if I don't want it?" I needled her. She laughed. "I'm taking it anyway. I need a little rest to let things settle." So for the next 40 hours or so, I didn't see Brooke. I got up late Saturday morning, dressed for the football game, and stopped at the corner lunch counter for a sandwich and chips, which comprised lunch, before walking over to the English building. I arrived just a few minutes after noon and was promptly accosted by a whirling dervish. Brooke hit me like a ton of bricks, saying, "Eddie, I did it, I did it! I did it, Eddie, I did it! I got an A- for mid-term, Eddie! I did it, I did it! I can't believe I did it!" All that time she was spinning us around like a top. I don't know if I'd ever seen anyone so happy - until it dawned on me that I was going to get my reward for helping her. After that, my own grade seemed immaterial. Damn! I overlooked a couple of commas and only got an A. We walked together to the stadium, about three blocks away. Brooke was excited all the way, not about the game, but about making the English grade and keeping her GPA high enough to keep her scholarship. I asked if she wanted to discontinue the tutoring and she replied, "No way!" However we didn't discuss any schedule so I didn't know when we would get together again, much less start my payments. All during the game, it seemed to me like Brooke was aiming her cheers at me, although I had to be lost in the crowd of more than 42,000 cheering fans. Still I loved watching her tits bounce as she hopped around in front of the student body, alums and local fans. Not being much of a sports fan, I didn't really pay attention to how the game turned out. When it was over, I walked home, fixed a quick dinner and settled down to watch a little TV - both my roommates were out on dates and probably wouldn't be in until sometime tomorrow. About 8:35, the doorbell caught me by surprise, especially when Brooke announced that it was her. I buzzed her in and met her at the apartment door. "Hi," I said. "I didn't expect to see you tonight." "Why not? It's time to start paying up." "Oh? Well, come in, by all means." "You doing anything important?" "Nope." "Good. Come on." I followed her to my bedroom. She wasted no time in unceremoniously shedding her clothes. With a wave, she indicated I should do the same so I undressed while she sprawled spreadeagled on my bed. Looking up between her legs, I loved the sight of her nearly shaven pussy - just a thin strip of trimmed hair stood atop the beginning of her crease. Naked, I climbed onto the end of the bed and started slowly crawling up between her legs. It seemed to surprise her when I stopped with my face above her pussy and I know she was startled when I lowered my face to her cunt and began to lick. The bedside clock said that it was 9:51 when she tugged at my ears and said she couldn't take any more tongue. She had cum four times and I subsequently lapped up her sweet nectar before going back to licking and sucking her clit and as deep between her lips as my tongue would reach. Now, having crawled up over her and sank my tool into her depths, I had lowered my weight to my forearms so I could slide my hands under her shoulders to hold as I curled my body first one way to suck one of her tits and then the other direction to attend to the other nipple, all while my cock jumped this way and that trying to explore as much of her vagina as possible. "You're just getting started?" she asked. "Yes. Were you in a hurry?" "No. No, I guess not. I just didn't ... expect you to take so much time." "Oh, my dear! I couldn't do your treasures justice if I didn't take my time." She giggled. "My treasures?" "Yes. Your wonderful pussy and these two luscious titties, and everything that goes with them." Straightening up enough to plant a wet kiss on her lips, I began to extract my cock ever so slowly from her wet pussy before sliding back in at the same pace. When I reached bottom, I wiggled my hips a little, teasing her clit with my root. "Mm, I like that," she murmured. "Good. So do I. I like to make sex last as long as I can. That just means that I get to enjoy it longer. I hope you don't mind." "Oh, no! I don't mind. Take as long as you want. It's just that ... well, most guys seem to be in a hurry." Keeping to the slow pace, I backed out, returned, and ground myself against her over and over. "Sorry, I guess I don't like to be rushed." "I think ... mm ... I don't like it ... either. I didn't know ... any guys actually ... mm, baby! ... took that much ... time. Ohhh, honey, that feels ... soooo good! I'm cumminggg!" After holding still again while her pussy gripped my cock in a vise for a few moments, I resumed my pace when she relaxed. "Where th' fuck did you learn to fuck like that?" she demanded, with a lopsided grin on her face. "Around," I replied. "What would you change?" "Not a damned thing, sweetie! Not a damned ... mm ... thing. God, you make me feel so good." "I'm glad because you make me feel good, too." For several more minutes I kept the slow pace going. Then I began to feel that vacuum-type sensation in my balls that portends a pending orgasm. I drew my balls up into my body cavity just a bit, wanted to prolong the inevitable and it worked for maybe three seconds. Then I began shooting string after string of hot sticky cum into Brooke's luscious pussy. A few seconds later, she tossed her head from side to side, loudly announced that she was going to cum again, and then tightened up like a drumhead while she quaked through a climax. Although my cock began to deflate, when I smothered her in a blanket of kisses from her hairline to as low on her tits as I could reach, it began to expand again and in several minutes was filling her hot cavity very nicely. Her surprise showed when I began to move again, this time picking up my speed just a little. When I was sure that I wouldn't lose my erection, I sat back on my haunches, lifted her up and turned her onto her hands and knees, quickly inserting my cock back into her dripping cunt. That position gave me the advantage of being able to massage her tits and pull on her nipples, both actions she seemed to appreciate. Several minutes later, when I slid my hand between her thighs and started to manipulate her clit, she moaned her delight and then yelled when another orgasm wracked her body. After that, I picked up my speed, slamming into her luscious round ass over and over until my balls again began to spit cum into Brooke's pussy. When the last drops had oozed out of my mushroom head and I became flaccid, I reluctantly slid out of her and immediately dropped to the mattress beside her. Brooke eased her body down and lay there exhausted. "Do you mind if I just sleep here with you. I don't have the strength to go home tonight." "I don't mind, sweetheart." Brooke made two more payments before we got up for breakfast in the morning. Funny thing was that she didn't seem to mind paying up, either. With the resumption of normal classes on Monday, we resumed our study sessions, sometimes in the afternoon, sometimes at night, depending on her schedule, but always followed by another payment. When she was there at night, she just slept with me after letting me fuck her for the payment. When the normal football schedule ended, she had more nights to spend with me until basketball season got underway. When I figured she had paid off her debt for that mid-term grade, and yet Brooke just kept coming back for more. One night, I asked her, "You've already paid your agreed debt. Why are you still staying over?" She said, "I think I owe you something of a bonus for continuing to help. Do you mind?" "Hell, no! I don't mind. You can stay in my bed anytime you want to." It turned out that Brooke spent almost every night for the rest of our junior and senior years in my bed. I continued to work with her in several subjects and her GPA climbed to the best among all of the cheerleaders. On the Sunday afternoon of our graduation, all the mortar boards had sailed through the air after the ceremony ended. I was standing around kind of bewildered about what to do next when Brooke walked up. "Well?" "Well, what?" I asked. "Well, is that all there is?" "All there is to what?" "To life, sugar. Do you love me?" "Yes, I do." "Are you going to marry me?" I almost choked. The thought that a beautiful woman like Brooke would marry somebody like me was ... well, beyond belief. I dropped down on my knee and took her hand, asking, "Brooke, will you marry me?" Two daughters, one son, eight years, and countless magnificent fucks later, that is how I came to marry the most beautiful woman on earth. Barter "Why?" He said,"Why is he letting me fuck his wife?" Caroline grinned and said,"I don't know and I really don't care. He is and I'm enjoying it!" She had been slowly sliding up and down his cock but as she finished her last statement she increased her tempo. A few moments later Mike's eyes fluttered shut as he again relaxed. He reached around and grabbed her ass cheeks and began to slam into her. Soon they both were lost in an erotic dance. A wet, slippery, groaning, grunting, screaming dance. All to soon Caroline felt his cock throb as he filled her with his cum. Her climax vibrated through her body a minute later. She sat astride him for a long time, not wanting to move. Finally she stood and allowed his now flaccid manhood to slip out of her dripping cunt. "Time for you to go home." She said."Tom will be here shortly and I told him we would be done by the time he arrived." Mike got dressed and walked slowly to the door. He pulled her to him and kissed her, then said,"Will we ever do this again?" Caroline smiled up at him and said,"It depends on Tom. I hope so." She kissed him once more and said,"Now you've got to go." Mike stepped out the door and walked towards his car. As Caroline watched him open the car door she felt Tom's hands slide up under her dress. "Ready for me?" He asked. She giggled, turned , threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hungrily. "You damned right I am!" She said. He lead her to the couch and had her lean over the back. She felt him pull her dress up over her ass, then heard him unzip his pants and a rustle as he pulled them down. A moment later she felt his hard cock slide into her. He grabbed her hips and began to slam his hardness into her. "God it was erotic watching you fuck him." Tom said," I could see his cock slide out, wet and glistening with your juices, then slam back in. I jerked off twice watching you two. You like fucking that young cock? You like acting the slut?" "Oh, ye s, I l-ove, t-o fe-e-e-el, hi s, c ock in m-eee!" Caroline stammered as Tom slammed his shaft into her. "Here, have some more hot cum!" Tom said as he exploded inside her. A few moments later he pulled his dripping cock out of her, spun her around and kissed her hard. "You are a horny slut, you know that?" He said. Tom could feel Caroline's tongue lick across his lips then she said, "I am. You like?" "You damned right, I like!" Tom said. Monday Tom spotted Mike sitting in a corner at lunch time. He walked over and sat across the table from him. "Well did you like fucking my wife?" Tom ask. Mike's cheeks colored and he stammered,"Uh, yea, uh, it was, uh, pretty good." Tom took a bite of his lunch and said "Just pretty good? Caroline said she gave you the fucking of your young life. Is that true?" "Uh, yea, yea it was." Mike said. "Well I hope you enjoyed it. Remember I told you that you would owe me big time if I set this up for you?" Tom ask. Mike nodded his head and Tom continued,"Well it's time for me to collect. You fucked my wife, now your going to help me fuck yours." Mike dropped his fork and stammered,"Wh-wh-what?" "I said, You,"Tom pointed at Mike,"are going to help me," he pointed to himself," fuck your wife." "She won't do it!" Mike said,"I told you she doesn't like sex!" "No. I think she will like sex, she just has never had the opportunity to find out she does like it." Tom said, wiping his mouth with his napkin. Mike was starting to get agitated,"How the hell are you going to get her to do it?" "Settle down, settle down. I'll fill you in later in the week. I just want you to get use to the idea that I am going to fuck her. There is an up side of this for you though." Tom said. "What's that?" Mike ask, sliding his tray to one side. "If this works, she'll love to give you blow jobs!" Tom replied. He stood and headed for the exit. When he looked back Mike was staring off into space, a thoughtful look on his face. Wednesday evening Tom again had the cards ready. Caroline slipped into a chair across the table and said,"Deal 'em. I feel lucky to night!" Tom dealt and then picked up his cards. As he expected the three, four and five of clubs was there. "Your bet." He said. "Mike will come over and fuck me again." Caroline said, a sparkle lighting her eye. "I get to fuck you in the ass." Tom bid. Caroline's raised her eye brows and said,"Oh really? You think so?" "How many do you want?" Tom ask. "Three." Said Caroline, tossing in her discards. Tom dealt her three, dropped his two discards on the pile and pulled two from the deck. He picked up his cards and had a hell of a time smothering the grin trying to break across his face. "Go." He said. Caroline grinned and said,"Mike fucks me, George fucks me, then you do!" "Go for the Pot." He said. "Not again!" Caroline grimaced,"There's no way your going to win this time!" "Well let me see what I've got to beat." He said. Caroline laid out her three queens and said,"Ok, smart ass, beat that!" Tom slowly laid his cards down one at a time calling them as he did,"Three of clubs, four of clubs, five of clubs, six of clubs," he stopped and waited several heart beats then dropped the last card on top,"seven of clubs." "Damn you!" Caroline said, then grinned, "But come to think of it, the last time you won I got the most benefit. So what's your pleasure?" Tom spent the next several minute telling Caroline about mike's wife Sarah. He finished with," and you my dear are going to help me seduce and fuck the young lady." At first Caroline's face was blank. Tom was afraid she was about to refuse. Finally a grin split her face and she said,"Ok. I'm in. The young lady really needs to know what she has been missing! I do get to watch you fuck her, don't I?" "Absolutely!" Tom said with a grin. " Hi Hon." Mike said as he closed the door. "Hi. How was your day?" Sarah ask. Mike flopped into his arm chair and said,"Busy. What did you do today?" "Cleaned house, worked on my greeting cards, that's it." Sarah said," I'm getting pretty bored. I need a change. Your going to have to take me camping or something soon." 'How about a weekend at a lake?" Mike said. "Great!" Sarah. "Where? When?" "You remember me talking about Tom? The guy I work with?" Mike said. "Well him and his wife have a cabin in the mountains. They've invited us to spend three days up there with them." "When are we going?" Sarah said, excitement coloring her voice. "Two weeks from now if you want to go." Mike said. "Sure let's go. I'd love too!" Sarah said. "They're here." Mike called to Sarah,"Let's go!" "Ok. Let me get my bikini." Sarah replied. She came down the stairs a few minutes later with a yellow bikini in her hand. She stuffed it into the open suit case laying on the floor, then squeeze the lid shut and latched it. Mike picked it up and headed for the door. Sarah followed, took one last look around, pulled the door shut and walked toward the car waiting in the driveway. Tom stood next to the car and watched her walk across the lawn. Her light brown hair was shoulder length, accenting her sea green eyes. Tom let his gaze slide down her body, taking in the swell of her breasts, and the smooth curve of her hips. As she walked up to the car Tom said,"Hi Sarah, I've heard so much about you. I'm Tom and this is Caroline my wife." Sarah said,"Hi. Mike has told me a little about you two. I'm looking forward to getting to know you." Tom thought,'I'm looking forward to it too sweet lady.' They climbed into the car and Tom started the engine and headed toward the mountains. Three hours later they pulled up to the cabin. The cabin sat on the shore of a small lake at the end of a gravel road. A covered porch faced the lake and a floating dock extended out into the water from the shore next to the cabin. There was no TV reception because of the surrounding hills, but Tom had installed a small TV and VCR for taped movies. The nearest house was five miles down the road, the nearest store ten miles beyond that and the nearest town another ten beyond that. "Here we are." Tom said, stepping out of the car to stretch. He opened the trunk and started unloading suitcases. Mike grabbed two and headed for the cabin. After half an hour of frantic activity everyone was settled. Mike and Sarah had taken the loft bed, while Tom and Caroline had claimed the single bedroom downstairs. "I'm going to catch some sun." Tom said,"Anybody else?" "I'd love too." Sarah said, " Let me put on my bikini. Are you coming Mike?" "In a little while." Mike responded. "Ok. Tom I'll be out in a moment." Sarah said, heading for the bathroom with her bikini in hand. Tom jumped into his swimsuit and was about to leave the bedroom when Caroline came in. She closed the door, walked over and kissed him hard. "I think I'll check the supplies. Did you bring the wine?" she said. "Yes." Tom said,"I put it in the fridge." "Movies?"Caroline ask with a grin. "In the closet where we left them last time." Tom answered as he stepped out the door. Tom walked out to the dock and found Sarah already stretched out on a towel. "Would you like me to rub some sun block on your back?" Tom ask. "Ahhh, su-sure." Sarah stammered. Tom started at her ankles and slowly applied a layer to her legs. His cock grew hard as he rubbed her smooth, soft skin. He slowly worked up her legs, his hands gently spreading the lotion over her skin. He could feel her tense as he massaged her thighs and as his finger tips touched the bottom hem of her bikini, she jumped and said,"I-I think that's good enough." "Let me do your back." Tom said."We don't want you getting burned." He started at the nap of her neck and slowly spread the lotion across her back. When he reached her bikini strap he pulled it up and ran his hand under it, which made her tense even more. "You should relax."Tom said,"You'd think I was going to tear off your bikini the way your tensed up!" Sarah giggled nervously and said,"I know you won't, but it seems a little intimate for you to be doing that." "Relax." Tom said. "I-I'll try."Sarah haltingly replied. Tom finished coating her back and dropped his hands to her hips just above her bikini bottom. He rubbed lotion in to her lower back, then rubbed both his hands up along her sides until his fingers touched her bikini top. He could feel her tense, then relax as he moved his hands to her lower back. He repeated the process several times, each time allowing his hands to move slightly down around her body. The fourth time she didn't tense as his hands moved up along her body, and the fifth time, as he completed his stroke up her sides, his finger tips brushed the sides of her breasts. He smiled and said,"Did you do your front?" Sarah said,"No. Why?" "If you roll over I'll do it for you." Tom said. "I-I think I can handle that." Sarah stammered. "I'm sure you can, but your on vacation and I'm the host. So I should make you comfortable and do as much for you as I can." Sarah slowly rolled over and Tom could see her cheeks were flushed. "O-Ok." She said. She had her eyes closed and Tom could see her jaw was tight. "My God!" He said,"I'm not going to use a whip on you. If it bothers you that much perhaps I shouldn't. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I just wanted you to relax and enjoy the weekend." Sarah opened her eyes and said,"Well I am a little uncomfortable. I know your only trying to help. Please do rub some on me." "If your sure." Tom said. "Yes, please do." Sarah closed her eyes and Tom could see her try to relax. He poured a small amount of lotion into his palm, then started at her left wrist. He rubbed his hands along her arm, applying the lotion. When he reached her shoulder he started on her right arm and did the same. He then started on her legs. He did her left, ending with his fingers running along the line on her bikini bottoms. He then did the right again ending with his fingers running along the line of her bikini bottom. He poured a little lotion directly onto her stomach, which made her jump. "Sorry 'bout that." He said, and started to rub it in. He coated her mid section, letting his fingers run slowly along the cloth line of her bikini bottoms and the same line under her breasts. The last stroke was up her sides from her hips to her breasts. He let his thumbs brush over her nipples as he finished his stroke. "That does it." He said, straightening up, "All done. You shouldn't burn now." "Ahmm, th-thank you."Sarah said. Tom could see her nipples standing up under the fabric of her top. "Your welcome. I'm going to get a coke, would you like one?" Tom ask. "Sure." Sarah replied. Tom walked back to the cabin and quietly slipped through the door. He heard voices coming from the kitchen as he entered. He stood still and listened for a moment. "I need some of your pussy." Mike was saying. "I'd love to," Caroline said,"but the agreement is I have to ask Tom, just as he has to ask me if he wants to do the same." Tom tip-toed to the kitchen door and peeked through. Mike was standing behind Caroline and had both his hands up under her top and was massaging her breasts. Tom could see her grinding her ass against the bulge in his shorts. "Oh Christ I want your pussy." Mike groaned. "Tomorrow lover. We'll have a lot of time tomorrow." Caroline said,"Now let me get dinner going." Tom tip-toed back to the door, opened it and then slammed it. He then walked heavily across to the kitchen. Mike was leaning against the counter, his arms crossed as Tom walked in. "Are you and Sarah getting acquainted?" Mike ask as Tom entered. "A little." Tom said, pulling two cokes out of the fridge. "How's dinner coming?" Caroline winked at him, grinned and said,"Fine, fine. We'll be ready on time." "Great. Yell when it's ready." Tom wandered back down to the dock and handed Sarah a coke. They chit-chatted about small things as they drank. When Tom finished his drink he said,"I'm going for a swim." He walked to the end of the dock and dove. He surfaced and back stroked to the swimming float 50 ft of shore. He pulled himself out onto it, turned and again dove. This time he swam for the bottom, surfacing after several minutes. As he took in a long breath he looked around for Sarah and spotted her in the water a few feet from him. She was looking the other way so he slipped down under water and swam toward her. He grabbed her then surfaced next to her as she started kicking. "It's just me." He said. She stopped thrashing, looked at him, then splashed water into his face. He sputtered and yelled,"You'll pay for that!" and started swimming towards her. She splashed towards the dock and he caught up with her just as she grabbed the side. He reached out, grabbed her, pulled her to him and found he had a handful of her breast. She was struggling, so he held on to her tightly. Finally she stopped thrashing and said," Ok. I give up." He reluctantly let go his hold and said,"I'll get you later for that!" As they climbed out Caroline called from the cabin door that dinner was ready. Tom followed Sarah back to the cabin, feasting his eyes on her firm round ass. He really wanted to reach out and strip away the bikini she was wearing. 'Soon.' He told himself,'Soon.' They ate dinner, cleaned up and sat on the porch talking for several hours. "Anybody for a card game?" Caroline ask. "Sure." Mike said,"What are we playing?" "Poker?" Caroline suggested. "I don't know how to play that." Sarah said. "We'll teach you." Caroline said as she shuffled the cards. Caroline pulled a stack of poker chips out of a drawer and divided them up. She dealt the cards and Sarah looked at her hand with a puzzled expression. Tom moved over next to her and spent the next three hands explaining how to play. After a dozen hands Tom had two chips left and Sarah had four. "What happens when we run out of chips?" Sarah ask. "Well, we need to bet with something else." Caroline said. Sarah looked at her chips and said, "What else can we use?" "Caroline ginned and said,"Clothes." Sarah's jaw dropped as she gasped,"Strip poker?" "Sure, why not." Caroline said,"We're all adults." Sarah looked at Mike, who shrugged and said,"Sure, let's do it." "O-o-ok. I-I-I guess." Sarah said. The next round was dealt and Caroline lost. She nonchalantly pulled the tee shirt she was wear up and off. The next hand Mike lost and removed his shirt, then Caroline lost the next. She grinned, reached around and unsnapped her bra, pulled it off and dropped it in the middle of the table. Sarah's cheeks were crimson and she stared at a spot on the table in front of her. The next hand was dealt and Sarah lost. The others waited to see what she would remove. She was still in her bikini so she only had the choice of the top or bottoms. After several minutes Mike said," Come on hun, what are you going to take off?" In a small terrified voice Sarah said,"I-I-I c-c-can't do it! I can't take off my clothes!" Mike was about to say something when Tom spoke up,"That's all right. You don't have to. But would you do something else instead of taking off a piece of clothing?" "W-w-w-what do you want me to do?" Sarah said. "How about a movie?" Tom held his hand out to Caroline then Mike. "Sure." Mike replied. "That would be all right." Caroline said. "What about a movie?" Sarah ask, regaining some of her composure. "Instead of taking off clothing, you will watch a porn movie." Tom said. "Ah, I've-I've never seen one before." Sarah looked from Mike to Tom. "Well it's about time you did." Tom said,"Come along." They all got up from the table and found seats in the livingroom. Tom pulled out a VCR tape and popped it into the video player. Mike and Caroline had been first into the livingroom and had claimed the two recliner chairs. That left the love seat for Sarah and Tom. Sarah was already seated when Tom walked over and sat down beside her. The movie started and it wasn't very long before a young couple were fucking on screen. Tom glanced at Sarah and noticed that even though her cheeks were red, her eyes were glued to the screen. The movie progressed and an hour later they had seen several blow jobs, one pussy eaten, a girl being fucked by two guys and now the camera was panned in to a close up of a hard cock sliding in and out of a wet pussy. Tom again glanced at Sarah and noticed that her gaze was still welded to the TV screen. Tom dropped his hand to his side so it was laying next to his leg and against Sarah's. She tensed, but didn't move away. After several minutes Tom began to gently use his thumb to stroke the outside of her thigh. A little later he glanced and was excited to see her attention still fixed on the TV screen. Tom turned his hand so the palm was against Sarah's leg and began to slowly stroke it. Again he was pleased to note that she didn't move away. Suddenly Sarah stood up and said,"Time for bed." And almost ran into the bathroom. Mike and Caroline looked a question at Tom, who shrugged his shoulders helplessly. Tom turned off the movie and signaled Mike and Caroline to follow him outside. Once out the door Mike said,"What happened? It looked like you were making progress and then Bang! She jumped up and ran!" "I have no idea what happened."Tom said. "I'm going to go see if I can talk to her."Caroline said,"I don't want her feeling like a leper." Caroline went back inside and gently rapped on the bathroom door. From within Sarah's voice said,"Y-Yes?" "Can I come in?" Caroline ask. "Sure." Sarah said in a quiet voice. Caroline heard the lock snick as it was unlocked. She slipped in and shut the door.