0 comments/ 35166 views/ 4 favorites The Weekend Getaway By: Meatsicle While you were gone this weekend, erotic thoughts went through my mind, and even the outrageous was fun to at least imagine, good fantasy stuff. Friday night I knew it would take forever to get to sleep so I watched some TV and then finally went to bed. I decided to sleep nude and the second I slid under the covers, the feel of the sheets touching my cock, plus my erotic thoughts of you being with someone, got me very stiff real fast. The only way I would ever get to sleep was to get myself off, so I reached down and took my cock in my hand and began to pump it, I still had the light on so I could see the drops of pre-cum begin to leak and I got so hot and so fast, in just a couple of minutes my cockhead was soaked with pre-cum and jerking it up and down got real slippery now and it was feeling really good. I reached for the Vaseline and put some on my hand and worked it in and now my cock was super slippery and I worked my hand back and forth over my cockhead. I closed my eyes and I thought of you at the hotel, getting ready in the bathroom for a night out, your pussy shaved real smooth, your body smelling really fuckable, and you then got in the elevator and headed down to the bar. You ordered a drink at the bar and before it was gone, the waitress brought you another and said someone bought you a drink and pointed to a man a few tables over. You picked up your glass and toasted him with your drink to thank him and you also noticed he was looking at your entire body, so you moved your legs to allow him to see more of you and you saw his eyes focus on you. Taking his drink, the man moved over to your table, introduced himself, and asked if you were alone. You said that you were alone, told him your name and thanked him again for the drink. The usual conversation then took place and the two of you had a couple of drinks and you remembered that he had told you he had a front side suite and you said it must be nice. "Would you like to see it?" he asked. Maybe for a minute you replied, so the two of you finished your drinks and got in the elevator and headed up to his suite. Once there, he took you to the window and showed you a fantastic view and took you out on the balcony. The height made you woozy and the man put his hands around your hips and told you not to worry and you felt safe now. While looking out over the ocean, you noticed his hands were beginning to make circular motions on your sides and those circles began to grow larger. You moved backwards just a little until your backside came in contact with the man, more or less give your consent to his touching and suddenly you felt his hands move up to your breasts, passing lightly over your nipples through the material. You felt your nipples begin to harden and then his hands slowly pulled down your top and you now felt the night air on your breasts. The man's hands now cupped your tits fully and he pinched and pulled your nipples with his fingers and suddenly you felt him place his face on the back of your neck, kissing the top of your shoulders while he continued to squeeze and tease your nipples. You then noticed the man was pushing more to your backside and you could even feel his hard cock, through his pants, press against your ass. The man now started to hump you from behind, pushing his hard cock against you and you responded by inching back again and again to meet the man's movements. You then noticed that one of his hands began to work its way down to the top of your panties and his hand then slid inside while his other hand continued to rub lightly over your nipple. His fingers found your shaved pussy and you heard him say "hmmmmmm" and you knew right away the man was pleased to find your pussy shaven smooth and soft. The man's fingers now slid between your pussy lips and began to rub your clit, he then stuck a finger slightly inside you and you knew right away that his fingers found you moist from the foreplay. The man worked your wetness up over your clit and gently fingered your clit. Your pleasure was instant and you felt your legs become weak. Then suddenly the man turned you around and took you in his arms and kissed you fully, pressing his lips against yours. You then felt him push his tongue into your mouth as he pulled you tightly against him, your breasts pressed flat against his shirt and you met his tongue with yours and pushed your mouth hard against his mouth to suck his tongue even further into your mouth. You wanted more but not there on the balcony so you told him to take you inside. The two of you walked slowly to the next room and made your way to the side of the bed where the man then began to undress you in the dark. Once your clothes were off, you slid under the covers while the man also undressed. He then slid under the covers and moved close to you. You felt the heat of his body against you and also his hard cock push against you. His mouth again found yours and you felt him press fully against you as he kissed you. His hand went slowly down your body until it again found your pussy and the man began to rub your opening again. By now you were even more wet and his fingers worked your juices over your clit and opening. This went on for several minutes and then you felt him begin to move his mouth from your neck down until he had your nipple in his mouth. Your response was quick, you arched your pussy upwards to meet his fingers and you gasped as his wet tongue teased your nipple. The sensation was slow and wonderful and you laid motionless as the man continued to finger your clit, making it more sensitive and responsive by the second, until finally you felt him move his mouth from your nipple down and down and as you laid waiting, the man positioned himself between your legs. He started to kiss and lick the insides of your thighs and he worked upwards until his mouth and tongue were touching your area around your pussy. It seemed like forever, but finally you felt his tongue touch your shaved pussy and then his full mouth covered your opening. You knew in your mind your pussy was dripping wet and his mouth and tongue must have gotten a full dose of pussy juice. It was exciting for you to know the man was drinking from your pussy and you spread your legs even wider to give him full access to your cunt. He pressed his mouth even harder against your cunt and he took your clit and pussy lips into his mouth, again and again, sucking you off. It was heaven for you, laying there while this man with an expert mouth sucked your cunt for you, taking your shaved cunt into his mouth and loving it just the way you enjoyed it. Slowly you began to feel your cum building, higher and higher, until finally your climax started to overtake you. As your cum peaked, your body begin to stiffen on the bed, you grabbed the sheets in your hands and clenched hard until finally your cum burst from you and flowed through the walls of your cunt to your opening and onto the lips and tongue of your lover. As your cum subsided, you felt the mans tongue and mouth continue to suck your pussy, drinking your cunt juice. He continued a few moments more until he finally began to move upwards on your body until finally you felt his huge cock press against your cunt. Gently the man pushed his cock forward and you felt him part your cunt lips and suddenly you realized that this man, whom you had just met a couple of hours previously, was now inching his cock inside your cunt. You felt his cock push against the walls of your cunt and you knew right away his cock was quite large around and a few seconds later, he was fully inside you. With gentle fucking movements, you felt the man begin to fuck your cunt, first with short movements and then finally with long deep thrusts when his balls stopped him from going inside further. It seemed just seconds into this when you realized your cunt was soaked with your juices and the wet fucking sounds filled the room. The man pushed your legs higher so he could drive into you fully with each thrust and he started to fuck your cunt with even tempo. The feeling was wonderful to you and each push brought you closer and closer to cumming until your cum finally came over you. Without changing rhythm, the man continued to fuck you as your cunt came all over his cock, sending your juice onto his cock, coating it with your cum juice. Then as your cum began to lessen, the man suddenly began to drive deep and hard into you, the man was going to cum. Hard and wet slapping sounds filled the room as the man fucked your cunt hard until finally he began fucking you in short quick jerks. It was then you felt his cum enter your cunt, soaking you with his juice as he pushed in deep. With nowhere to go but out, the man's cum gushed from your cunt each time he drove inside you and you felt a hot flow of cum drip down your ass. Finally the man withdrew from you and you felt the full wetness he had left you with. Your first though was to go wash but the idea of making a departure seemed like a better idea. You got up from the bed and the man asked you to stay. You said, "I better go in case my husband tries to call me." You slipped on your panties, your skirt and top and left the room. Once the elevator door opened and you saw the man was not following you, you felt at ease. You went back to your room and went immediately to the bed where you fell flat on your back, thinking about what had just happened. You wanted to take a shower but you didn't have the energy, instead you slipped from your clothes and slid under the covers wearing just your panties. You then started to think about what just happened, that you had just fucked a complete stranger, and that thought started to excite you. Reaching down to your pussy, you slid your hand inside your panties and felt the wetness around the outside of your pussy and then stuck your fingers between your pussy lips and felt the wetness, you were still soaked with his cum. You ran a single finger up and down your clit until you had to rid yourself of your panties, then you pulled them down and slid them off, then you spread your legs and began to rub your pussy with your fingers. You inserted your fingers inside your pussy, coating them with the man's cum and you began to rub it over your clit. In seconds, your cunt was a sticky wet mess and you worked it over your clit, back and forth, first slowly then faster until you felt your cum begin. Pushing the covers completely off your body, you spread your legs as wide as possible and you rubbed your pussy with fast, hard rubs, thinking about the man who has just fucked you, working his cum over your clit, until your cum broke from your body with full force. You cried out from your cum, rubbing your pussy fast and hard, until finally your cum lessened and then completely subsided. Then you fell asleep. During the night, you woke up and couldn't get your mind off the man you met in the bar. The thought of seeing him again entered your mind and the more you thought about it, the closer you got to going back to his room. You didn't really have the nerve to just go to his room so instead you decided to call his room. When he answered, you nearly hung up the phone, but got your courage up and said hi. Then the man asked if he could come down to see you and you said that would be ok and you told him you'd leave the door unlocked, that way you could remain in the bed and wait. You turned out the lights and slid under the covers waiting for your lover to arrive. A few minutes later you saw the door open and the man who fucked you earlier came in, stood by the bed and removed his clothes, and then slid under the covers next to you. Your bodies came together and you felt his arms go around you and his mouth found yours and you both kissed deep, wet kisses. This went on for several minutes, the kissing and touching until a thought came to your head and you thought, if I think about this I might not do it, so you quickly slide down under the covers and took the man's cock in your hands. In the dimly lit room you could barely see the man's cock but for the first time felt it with both your hands and marveled at its size. You brought the man's cock to your face and slowly put your lips on the cockhead and then slid it slowly into your mouth, kissing the cockhead and running your tongue around the backside. Then with your hands, you started to pump his cock up and down with your mouth over the head, working the man's foreskin back and forth until you felt him grow even harder. The salty taste of his cock was there and you knew the man's cock was leaking pre-cum into your mouth and you sucked it even harder, pumping it up and down with your hands. As the man lay there still, you worked his cock up and down, sucking and pumping, licking his cockhead, until you began to feel the man respond to the fullest. Sensing he was getting close, you got up on the man and held his cock up straight, straddling the man, you brought your cunt in contact with his cock and positioned it at your opening and then lowered your body down on his cock, enjoying the feeling of having that lovely cock penetrate you once again. Slowly you lowered yourself until the man's entire cock was inside you and now you began to move up and down on his cock, continuing where your mouth left off. Within minutes you felt your cum building, you rocked back and forth, pushing your clit against his pelvis, pushing his cock inside your pussy as far as possible, until finally you felt your cum sweep your body like a tidal wave. So sooner had you climaxed, the man grabbed your hips and began to buck up and down under you, you knew he was cumming. Riding his cock, you fucked his cock hard and the man lunged up and down until you heard the man gasp with orgasm. At the same time you felt his hands squeeze your sides hard, you felt a flood of cum enter your cunt and you kept up your fucking until you were sure every drop of his cum had been unloaded inside your pussy. You then slowed your movements and then sank down squarely on his cock, taking every possible centimeter into your cunt, allowing his cum to drain from your cunt down over his cock and balls. You thought this was the end of it until the man pulled you down on top of him and rolled you over onto your back, getting between your legs. Again, the man pushed his cock, still hard as ever, inside your wet pussy, fully pulling out and then going fully back in you. His next move surprised you, when you felt his cock press against your ass, you thought no, I can't do this, but there was simply no time to resist because in an instant, his cockhead was pushing inside your tight ass. Your body tensed and it meant pain for you and you tried to relax your muscles, as you felt his cock slide inside your ass a little further, but this position was not good, so you told the man you would rather lay on your tummy. You then felt the man get on you and you felt his cock press against your wet ass, slowly you felt his hard cock inch its way inside your bottom, ever so slowly. You weren't sure how much cock was inside your ass, but you felt there couldn't be much more. Slowly the man began to fuck you, in and out of your ass until finally the fucking became easier and you had adjusted to his size. He then began to fuck you even harder, with quicker jabs, sometimes even deeper, until you finally felt him press fully against your ass, it was then you realized his full cock was inside your ass. There wasn't any pain, just fullness in your ass and you laid motionless under the man as he had his way with your bottom. Gripping your sides with his hands, the man set out to fuck you royally, pistoning his cock in and out of your asshole with full force. He was like an animal on you, gripping you hard with his hands as he pumped his cock in and out of your ass, as deep as it could possibly go, until finally you felt him grip you even harder, he was slamming himself hard against you, until suddenly you felt a rush of hot cum shoot deep inside your ass. The man signed, again and again, jabbing his cock into you with full force, sending every drop of his cum into your butt, until finally his movements slowed and you began to feel his cock shrinking inside your ass and finally fall from your butt with a popping sound. No sooner had his cock left your ass, you began to feel the soreness setting in. You laid there quietly and the man told you he had to work in the morning and really should be getting back upstairs. With that, the man slid back into his clothes and left the hotel room. You figured it might hurt if you moved and although it did a little, it wasn't as bad as you thought it would be, as you got up from the bed though, you felt the rush of cum flow out your ass and down your legs, followed by air and more of the man's cum. You quickly walked to the bathroom and put a towel on the floor and stood on it, washing with a facecloth, feeling the soreness setting into your ass. The warmer the water was, the better it felt on your ass and then after several minutes of washing, you dried your ass with a towel and made your way back to bed. Once there, you crawled under the covers and laid motionless, feeling the pain of your just fucked ass, which was the last thing you felt before falling asleep. The next morning came and as you went to get up from the bed, you definitely felt that something had been in your ass the night before. You took a shower and got cleaned up and proceeded to go out for breakfast. You went to the restaurant across the street and ordered coffee and a breakfast special. You couldn't help but remember how hard your ass had been fucked the night before because you could practically still feel his hard cock inside your sore bottom. Not even shifting your weight helped, it would just have to take time. Good thing it was your last day there you thought...but still, you couldn't help but wonder how you could ever possibly top this. The Weekend Getaway One spring day Chelsea decided to go out to the country and visit some friends. She had a long week at work and wanted to go home and relax. She started packing her suitcase and two pair of hot pants and a couple of tank tops. She also put her nightie in there (who knows she might get lucky.) She has not had a man in months and she thought it was about time. She called her friends and let them know she was on her way. It was a forty five-minute drive but with the music blasting, she was there in no time. As she pulled up in the driveway, she saw the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. She was bent over in the flowerbed. She had a nice tight ass that she could not hide in that bikini. Huge 38 DD's that swung carefree. She heard Kelsey get out of the car and stood up. God she was magnificent. Kelsey was not a bad looker herself; she was 5'8 with nice firm ass and 36 D breast. She walked up to the woman to find out her name was Sheila and she lived here with Stacie and Holly. Stacie and Holly had to make a run but would not be home for a couple of hours, and to make herself at home. Kelsey was thinking me here alone with this woman wasn't going to be easy. Sheila offered to show her where she would be sleeping. She walked inside with her ass slowly swaying side to side; was almost too much for Kelsey to bear. She was already moist between her legs. Sheila took her upstairs to her room. Kelsey said thanks and boy do I need a shower. As Sheila showed her to the bathroom Kelsey was at her breaking point and Sheila knew it as she turned around, smiled, and gave Kelsey a soft kiss. Kelsey moaned as Sheila pulled away and said there is more where that came from. Kelsey stepped in the hot shower thinking about how soft Sheila's lips were and how her breast brushed against her, own sent waves of electricity to her pussy. Kelsey began to finger herself and all of a sudden she felt someone grab her from behind she felt soft flesh on her back and something hard pressing between her legs. The hands were massaging her breast pinching her nipples and kissing the back of her neck. She turned around to see Sheila there with this huge strap on that Kelsey was more that ready for. Sheila dropped down and started licking Kelsey's pussy. Kelsey almost came right then. She thought wow does this girl know how to use her tongue. She started bucking as Sheila started fingering her and sucking on her clit. Kelsey could not take anymore her pussy tightening around Sheila's finger as she felt waves of ecstasy come over her. Sheila was gentle. Then she said get down on your knees bitch and eat my hot pussy and tell me how it taste to you. "She kinda scared Kelsey but she really turned her on. No one has ever talked to her like that. She dropped down and started licking and fingering Sheila for all she was worth. Yeah bitch lick that pussy oooooh yes just like that. How does my pussy taste to you? Its sweet and I love it, she started fingering her very fast and hard she knew Sheila was bout to explode. Ooooooooh yeeeaaaaah oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah as Sheila is bucking like a wild horse as Kelsey is sucking her clit. Yeah just like that harder, you bitch ooooooooh ooooooh oh yeeeeeees oh that feels good baby as she climaxed and Kelsey licked up all of her juices. Sheila regained her strength and said I aint through with you yet. Get out of this shower and go lay on the bed. She happily did what she was told. She got on the bed and laid on her back as Sheila approached her with this 10-inch cock. She had never had one that big before and knew it was going to stretch her but she did not care. She wanted it. Sheila told her she was going to fuck the shit out of sweet innocent pussy. She got in front of her and teased her a little bit by rubbing the cock up and down her slit and then she shoved all 10 inches in with one thrust filling her tight little pussy up. Kelsey gasped as Sheila started fucking her like there was no tomorrow. She thought about how good this was feeling. oh yes oh yes baby harder harder. Sheila said you like that don't you bitch and told Kelsey to get up and suck her cock. Kelsey did as she was told. Sheila started fucking her face and said turn over for me baby and let me dig deep from behind. She slowly entered Kelsey from behind going in a slow manner building up her tempo and she grabbed Kelsey by the hair and gave it to her Kelsey bucked all across the bed and Sheila kept pounding her. The strap on was stimulating Sheila's clit so she was about to cum so she told Kelsey to cum with me and Kelsey said she wanted to cum on top. Therefore, Sheila got on her back as Kelsey lowered herself unto the cock and started riding it backwards as she played with Sheila's pussy they both came simultaneously. Kelsey got off the cock, leaned over, kissed Sheila, and said I can do this anytime. Sheila commented and anytime you will. They took turns fucking each other with the dildo before the girls made it home and more times after that. They agreed to not tell the girls of their encounters. Chelsea found herself making that trip every weekend and the girls not knowing why or do they? The Weekend Getaway Just a little story I wrote my hot wife trying to get her in the mood one day. Mornings always suck after drinking too much the night before. The margaritas had their usual effect on you - loosening you up and making everyone else in a jovial mood. You had gone out last night with your husband, his best friend, and his female friend in from out of town. All of you had stayed up late last night enjoying each other's company laughing and cutting up deep into the night. There had been the occasional flirting too as the inhibitions were gone. Truth or Dare had broken out and before the night was over, you had exposed your breasts, rubbed them seductively another time, and rubbed your husband's dick until it got hard through his shorts. All of that just to keep from telling all the truths. The sexual tension had been high for everyone. Ian and his friend Trish had done similar dares and even your husband Robert had done some provocative "dares." He had got so hot watching you perform your dares. You saw his dick harden through his shorts at least three times not counting the dare where you helped him get hard - just by talking dirty to him and barely caressing him. But you had got turned on too by all of your dares and in watching everyone else's' dares. Especially when Trish was dared to "feel you up." She seductively crawled over to you and planted the softest kiss you have ever had right on your lips – the first time you had ever been kissed by a girl. She was on her knees facing you as you sat Indian style with your dress barely covering all of your legs. It began with both of her hands as she started at your neck with the most delicate touch that sent chills down both of your legs. She very slowly moved her hands down until each was lightly caressing your breasts tracing tiny little circles over your nipples before firmly grasping each breast and applying a light squeeze. The thin material of your dress felt like silk rubbing against your bare breasts and her soft touch over your perfect globes warmed you deep inside. Never before had you been this intimate with a female before. You had put up the expected argument against this when the dare was first announced saying you had no desire to be touched by another woman. You repeated your disdain at another woman touching you when Trish crawled over to you but now that her hands were on you, your hard nipples showed through your dress betraying you and your statements. The margaritas had loosened you into a state of whatever happens happens. Your husband was obviously turned on at the sight of you being felt up by Trish as he had placed a pillow over his crotch attempting to hide his obvious arousal. You stole a glance at his friend Ian and gave him a wink as you take a deep breath and exhale a light moan. Again your body had betrayed you displaying your obvious blush and hard nipples from the feel of another woman. Ian's shorts had ridden up a little displaying most of his hairy tone leg. Your eyes caught a glimpse of that mass between his thighs as Trish's hands proceeded down your body. She grazed her fingernails down your thighs moving all the way down to your feet before placing her entire soft hands around your calves. Her touch felt molten hot as your mind raced and your sexual appetite was growing. Her light grasp on your calves now moved up your leg so slowly and seductively gradually moving in unison until both hands disappeared under your dress. She inched her hands forward now placing them flat on your thighs. Time stood still as you slowly stretched your legs out of the criss cross applesauce and watched her hands which were clearly visible under your dress, inch towards your torso. You closed your eyes briefly and exhaled as you felt fingertips graze your panty line from the outside of your thighs all the way to the inside of your soft inner thigh. Her touch was electrifying and so gentle as her fingers continued along the path of your panty line until her fingers slowed to a crawl as they approached your inner thigh. She applied the tiniest amount of pressure now as you feel her fingers move along your panty line almost touching your pussy on both sides as she moves along your panties down to where they disappear having inched their way into the crack of your ass. She stops when she runs out of panty line and begins moving her fingers back up again brushing past both sides of your swelling pussy. Her hands reappear as they move back down to your feet and then slowly back up over your dress this time reaching your breasts again. She gives your nipples the lightest squeeze before moving her hands back up to your neck and then on to the back of your head as she gently scrapes her fingernails on your scalp. She grabs a hold of your head beneath your curly auburn hair and pulls you close and places the softest most gentle kiss right on your lips. You don't refuse her lips as the kiss between you lasts but only a second or two. Both men just stare in awe at what they have just witnessed. As Trish pulls away and begins to sit back down you slowly open your eyes. Your nipples are standing at attention and jet out against your dress for everyone to see. You also notice that your pussy feels swollen and moist from the attention you received. That was the last dare for the evening as everyone was tired and drunk. You and your husband are shown to your room where an air mattress has been set up on the floor. Robert plops down on the bed in only his boxers displaying a huge erection that you can't wait to feel inside your wet pussy. He says in slurred speech that the sight of you and Trish was the most erotic thing he has ever witnessed you do as he grabs a hold of his dick and squeezes it. You tell him you'll be right back as you grab your overnight bathroom bag and proceed to the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth. When you return, your heart sinks as you look down at Robert passed out already breathing hard and in a deep sleep. Your pussy aches to be touched and caressed as you remove your clothes and crawl into bed. As your fingers move under your panties and to your precious mound your thoughts revert back to the gentle touching you received earlier. You begin rubbing your pussy slowly at first but your excitement level has you so hot you begin rubbing harder and faster until a little orgasm spasms through your pussy and a small moan emits from your mouth. Robert didn't even stir. Too bad you thought as your pussy desired something inside of it causing a slight pang inside your stomach. You awoke at a noise early the next morning and decided you had to use the restroom in a serious way. Leaving your snoring husband, you walk to the bathroom half asleep barging straight in towards the toilet. Shockwaves hit you when you look up and see Ian standing in front of the toilet. He appears just to be standing there waiting to urinate. You apologize and start to leave when Ian says he'll only be a second. You agree partly out of curiosity with a chuckle and rest against the counter waiting on him to be done. You don't hear him peeing yet as you instruct him to hurry up as your bladder needs to be relieved and quickly. He turns and smiles at you just standing in front of the toilet in just his boxer shorts. He says to you he needs to go bad and is trying but then he turns and faces you exposing his rock hard morning wood. He tells you he can't go because his dick is so hard and won't go down. You're shocked at his statement and the sight of his large cock hanging out of his boxer shorts. You tell him maybe you can help that situation so he can pee. He asks you how do you plan on helping me as you move towards him and place your hand on his dick and begin jacking him off slowly. You explain that he obviously needs to cum so that he can go soft and do his business. He grins at you and then closes his eyes as your hand quickens its pace. Your bladder is in no mood to wait though so you slide to the front of Ian and sit on the toilet never letting go of his shaft. You begin peeing as you look up at Ian and his dick which is now inches from your face. After you finished your business you stayed seated still jacking Ian off so he could cum and then do his business. You stroke his magnificent cock faster now telling him to shoot his load all over your tits. He's breathing heavy but doesn't appear anywhere close to cumming yet so you inch your mouth closer to his hardness and place your tongue at the base of it and lick all the way to the tip of his dick. You look up at him as you open your mouth and gradually place your lips around the tip of his dick and begin to pull his cock deeper and deeper into your waiting mouth. One of your hands is still stroking him as your mouth begins to suction his cock working it like a piston in and out of your mouth. Your tongue massages the underside of his cock as you feel the blood surge in him when his cock stiffens and fills your mouth even more. He loves the feel of your hot mouth as you bob up and down on him trying to get him to cum. You can tell he's obviously enjoying this but he doesn't seem close to an orgasm. He looks down at you and gives you a sly grin as he checks out our bare legs. Only the t-shirt you put on a minute ago covers you. He reaches down and begins squeezing your breast with one hand as his dick again stiffens in your mouth. He still doesn't seem anywhere close to cumming yet. You release your hand from him and slowly remove his dick from your mouth with a plopping sound as the suction you had around him is released. You slide your hips forward so that your pussy is exposed at the edge of the toilet seat. Your hand reaches up to grasp that thick massive cock of his and you give him a few slow strokes. Your pussy is on fire from sucking your husband's friend's cock and from not having been fucked last night after the hot session with Trish. You place your fingers to your pussy and determine that you are soaking wet with excitement. The juice covers your fingers and you look up at Ian withdrawing your fingers from your pussy trying to get them as wet as possible. You take your wet fingers and begin smearing the wetness on his cock - lubricating it. Your grip tightens on his now slick shaft and you begin pulling on it trying to stretch it towards your wet pussy. He gets on his knees in front of you and looks at your pussy all red and swollen with desire. You place his dick at the entrance to you hungry pussy and let him begin to slide inside of you. Your body trembles as he has now taken over and begins to press deeper into you. Your pussy starts to stretch and accommodate his girth as another inch disappears inside. His hands reach to touch your hips and feel your soft flesh. Then he grabs you firmly at your side and begins to sink the rest of his fat cock into your waiting hole. God he feels good you think as he withdraws the entire length of his cock and plunges right back in you pulling on your hips. Your breathing becomes heavier and heavier turning into little whimpers as he picks up the pace. You look up at him and tell him to fuck you as your lust has taken over. Then you moan too loud as his dick reaches the deepest parts of you. Again a moan comes from you that's a little too loud. He takes one of his hands off your hip while still sliding in and out of your tight pussy still and then places his hand over your mouth. Then he starts really fucking you hard now slapping into your pussy with each thrust before withdrawing it all the way out and thrusting it back in. He starts to roll his eyes back as your muffled moans show your obvious enjoyment and your pussy let's him know you are close to cumming again by contracting around his thickness. The intensity of his fucking builds and he starts breathing hard now getting close to an orgasm himself. You spread your legs wide to allow him easier access and deeper penetration. He fucks you with a ferocity you haven't seen before as your whole body tenses up and you begin to cum squeezing his cock and creating more friction for him. He then throws his head back and begins to shoot his warm cum deep in your pussy pistoning in and out of you. Your bodies are worn out from the fast fucking but then you realize you two need to get out of the bathroom before anyone catches you. You sneak back into your room and your husband is stirring. You crawl in bed as he wakes and turns to face you. He has morning wood too as he gives you that sly grin. Your blushed face probably gives your earlier activity away but he doesn't say anything as he climbs on top of you. He reaches down to part your legs and you feel Ian's cum begin to drip out of you down into your ass. He grabs his cock without looking and places it at your entrance as Ian had done just a short while ago. He easily slides into your well lubricated pussy and begins fucking you. He looks down and says how good you feel and can't believe how wet you are early in the morning. He has no idea! The Weekend Getaway Chapter One Two weeks after the Femdom Spanking Poker Party, Marion and Debbie had been invited to a luncheon at the home of one of the ladies who was on vacation the night of the party, Sara. Attending the luncheon was all those in attendance that night (Jacki, Jenny, Beth, Marion, and Debbie, plus the two missing women, Sara and Gloria. Debbie and Marion were unsure about what the topic of the meeting would be -- just that Jacki called and said the group was getting together at Sara's to discuss an interesting opportunity. As they approached Sara's door, Marion informed Debbie that Sara was different from the rest of the group. True, she was a Femdom like the rest. But, she also was a pure dyke lesbian. Here partner in life was a lovely femme. And, they also enjoyed a full-time BDSM lifestyle. "So, be prepared for anything" Marion warned just as they rang the doorbell. Even with that warning, Debbie was surprised by what she saw. There was a lovely blonde dressed in a French Maid's outfit. Complete with the black, ruffled dress, puffy white ruffled slip, black fishnet stockings, and 6" stiletto heels. Like most French maid uniforms, it included short-sleeves and a scoop neck opening that barely covered the shoulders. And, like most French Maid outfits, the scoop neck was designed to show cleavage. However, this one was designed to not only show cleavage, but her entire tits. It scooped down below the bottom of her breasts, exposing both tits to full view of anyone interested in staring -- or feeling -- or sucking -- or whatever they desire. And, like most French Maid outfits, the dress was cut short on the bottom, too. Most French Maid dresses are designed to barely cover the ass cheeks. This one was cut a little higher. In fact, the bottom of the dress stopped above the top of her bald pussy. Everything was on display. And, whenever she walked, her entire ass was also open for viewing. And, her jewelry consisted of ankle and wrist cuffs, nipple and pussy rings, and a leather collar around her throat. And the nipple rings were connected with a Y-shaped chain that also formed a leash that hung down her chest to just below her waist. "Don't stare, or I may get you an outfit just like hers" Marion warned as Debbie stared at the blond beauty who answered the door. The sexy Maid turned to lead them into the house, and Debbie noticed that her ass was bright red and probably freshly spanked. Debbie also noticed that her pussy was tingling, too. She wasn't sure if she was jealous of the girl, or her mistress. But, something got her juices flowing. As they entered the living room, Debbie noted that they must be the last to arrive. Everyone seemed to be there, including the two ladies that she had never met. After introductions, Sara, the hostess, told her live-in femme slave to get the drink orders and then begin preparing lunch. Again, Debbie stared as the beautiful French Maid turned and wiggled her red ass as she walked towards the kitchen. Marion made a mental note of Debbie's reaction, and then turned her attention to Sara, who was beginning to explain the purpose of the meeting. "I know that most of you know that Denise (her French Maid slave) and I belong to a group of bisexual partners -- some with male tops, some with female tops, and all who like same gender sex. Once a year, we rent a Nudist Colony for a private retreat. Denise and I both went last year, and had a blast. I never had my pussy eaten or my ass fucked by so many people in my life." She explained. "This year, we decided to make a couple of changes in the retreat. First, there actually will be two retreats -- one with a Femdom theme and one with a Maledom theme. The first one is in one month, and will have a "Sadie Hawkins" theme. All couples attending must be female dominant couples. No male tops permitted. Any male attending must be a submissive or slave. All subs will have a "safe" word for their protection. And, once the "safe" word is used, the top must stop that activity. But, other than that, it will be a Femdom "Anything Goes" weekend. Tops can expect to have their pussies eaten as much as they want, and subs can expect to have their asses whipped and assholes fucked a lot, too." She also explained that the highlight of the long weekend retreat would be a "Slave Auction". Every Femdom attending was expected to put her sub up for Action, with the proceeds going towards financing next year's activities. And, any guest attending could also apply for membership to the group, once they signed a pledge that they would be open all forms of bisexual contact. She went on to explain that because of the "Sadie Hawkins" theme, some of the club's regulars have opted to pass on this retreat, or wait for the Male dominant version that will be held later in the summer. That meant that there were openings for six more couples. Therefore, it is now a member-guest retreat. All of us are allowed to invite others, as long as everyone is in agreement beforehand that it will be an "Anything Goes" weekend. She was inviting everyone in their Femdom Spanking Poker group to attend. Jacki and the rest were delighted. Even Marion could picture Ron being lead around by a cock leash. Debbie was trilled, too, but she was not sure if she wanted to be the Lead or the Leader. But, she definitely wanted to attend. (Debbie was soon to realize that she is not a natural Top, but a Switch). Soon the verdict was in. All six were interested in attending, but they also needed to talk with their subby partners before giving a final a commitment. "Well, I guess we will see which of you has truly 'pussy whipped' your guys" Sara concluded. Just as she was finished with the explanation, Denise, the pretty French Maid, announced that lunch was ready. As they followed Denise's bare wiggling ass into the dining room, Marion caught up with Debbie and whispered "You would look lovely in that outfit". Debbie began to blush, and her pussy lips also began to get wet. Debbie knew in her heart that she probably was jealous of Denise, and not Sara. But, she also loved the idea of leading Bill around by a cock leash during the "Sadie Hawkins" retreat. Just before the group sat down for their luncheon meal, Sara took off her skirt, revealing that she wore no panties and exposed her bald pussy. She then announced that this was a panty optional lunch, so anyone who wanted to bare her mound was permitted. And, anyone who wanted to make use of Denise's talented tongue was free to do so. As she sat down, Denise crawled under the table, and began to lick Sara's clit. Sara then told the group "Enjoy the meal. I will be with you shortly" as she closed her eyes and began to enjoy Denise's tongue action. Before the lunch was over, everyone in attendance had at least one orgasm. Only Debbie was fantasizing what it would be like to be under the table with Denise. The next day, Marion and Debbie met for their own private lunch to discuss Sara's invitation. Debbie had explained the idea to Bill the night before. Marion had not mentioned it to Ron yet. In fact, Marion was not sure she wanted to take Ron. She was waiting to see Debbie's reaction first. "Well, what did Bill say" Marion asked. "He was all for the idea, until I mentioned the part about the 'Slave Auction'". She answered. "He's a little bit worried about what could happen if the wrong person bought him during the auction. He knows that Jacki can be a bit sadistic at times. And, he's wondering what would happen if some of the ladies that he's never met were even more inclined." "How about Ron?" Debbie asked. "I haven't asked him yet." Marion explained. "I'm not sure if I want to take him, or someone else." "Why would you consider anyone else?" Debbie asked. "Well, I have always fantasized about what it would be like to live like Sara. Maybe not full time. But maybe for a Fantasy Weekend. I've always wondered what it would be like to be a dyke Femdom with a femme sub. This might be the time to find out." Marion explained. "Oh, my God!" A surprised Debbie replied. "Who would do such a thing with you?" Marion reach over and began to twirl Debbie's had with her fingers. "Maybe someone who would look great in that French Maid outfit." Debbie began to blush. She knew that Marion was referring to her. "No Way!" Debbie yelled. But, deep down, Debbie was wondering. And, her pussy was getting wet again. "I hope you're not thinking about me. There's no way that I would do something like that in public." "Are you're panties wet?" Marion asked. "I think you would love to do it. OK, you say no. Prove it. Stand up, take off your panties, and let me feel your pussy. I bet it's already wet thinking about it!" Debbie knew that was a losing proposition. She could never agree to that, or she would end up as Marion's slave. She was not ready for that commitment. And, besides, she wanted to see Bill naked and on a cock leash for an entire long weekend. How humiliating! And, how interesting! "No, I am not going to take my panties off!" She told Marion. "And, if I go to that retreat, it will be as Bill's Mistress, not as your slave. Just forget it right now. That is, unless you want to go as mine! After all, we both know that you love a good ass fucking as much as me. I'll bet that you also love to eat pussy, too. You just don't want to admit it. I bet you'd make a great French Maid." Debbie knew she was pushing her friend, but needed something to deflect the conversation away from her desires. "I'll be right back." Marion said, and she went out to her car. When she returned to Debbie's house, she was carrying a French Maid's outfit. "OK, I'll take that bet." She replied. "Let's both take our panties off. If my panties are wetter than yours, then I'll put this outfit on and serve as your French Maid the rest of the day. But, if your pussy is wetter -- and I think it is -- then you put the outfit on and serve as my slave for the rest of the day. Nothing public. Just you and me, and whichever lucky husband who gets to see the loser's TPA (tits, pussy, & ass) for the rest of the day." "No Fuckin' Way!" Debbie yelled. 'I'm not going to be your slave -- today, tomorrow, or ever!" Marion knew she had pushed Debbie too far. Debbie was about to leave the room, when Marion once again knew she could be losing a kinky friend. "Ok, Ok, I apologize." Marion said. 'Please don't be mad. I'm sorry." Debbie saw the opening. She wasn't really mad, but she knew that Marion hadn't realized that. She decided it was time for her to see how far she could push her kinky friend. "Yeah, I bet you're sorry!" she said sarcastically. "I really am." Marion said apologetically. "OK, prove it!" Debbie was getting bold now. "Get on your knees and eat my pussy!" Debbie then pushed her chair back, stood up and removed her skirt and panties, and sat back down with her legs spread wide open for Marion. She also knew that the panties were wet, but could blame that on the thought of Marion eating her. Marion knew that Debbie was opening a door for the future, but she had to step back for now and take it one step at a time. And, today that step would be for her to eat Debbie. She then dropped to her knees, crawled over to Debbie's chair, and began to lick Debbie's clit with her long tongue. But, she also knew this was a sign of better things to cum. At least Debbie had forgotten about the French Maid's uniform. Chapter Two Later that same day, Debbie called Marion and told her that Bill had just agreed to go to the retreat as her sub. She was going to call Sara and formally accept her invitation. "So, Marion, if you want to go, you had better either talk Ron into it, too, or find some lesbian to be your bitch!" "Shit!" Marion said to herself. Then, she told Debbie she had to go, and then told Ron to stop licking her asshole because they had to talk. Later that same night Marion also called Sara and told her that she and Ron would love to attend. But, she also was planning now to get Debbie to submit when the time was right. The following day both Debbie and Marion got an email from Sara, with their confirmation for the Sadie Hawkins Retreat, and driving directions to the facility. Both were surprised to discover that it was not far from their neighborhood. They had no idea that a Nudist Colony was so close to them. Along with the map was a sketch of the facilities and a set of rules for everyone to follow? And, there were some descriptions of things that would change before the Sadie Hawkins group arrives. Among the changes, all the cabins would only have screened walls. No curtains or sold walls. Everything would be viewable from the outside. And, there would be a set of chains at the foot of each bed. The instructions explained that each cabin would be shared by two dommes, and their subs would be chained at the foot of the bed during the sleeping times (if there were any). The chains will be long enough to allow the subs to climb onto the bed for "service", but not long enough to leave the cabin. And, the public areas will be modified slightly, too. There were all the normal things. Volleyball court, swimming pool, dining hall, walking areas, etc. And, all the public areas also would have a slave chaining area, so if the domme was more interested in other dommes, she could chain her sub up for safe keeping. But, the thing that surprised Debbie the most was the stage in the center of the complex. It would double as an auction block for the Slave Auction on the last night of the retreat. But, it also contained a medieval style wooden pillory, a whipping post, and an X-cross. This area was labeled "Disobedient Slave and Mistress Area". Debbie wondered what was meant by "and Mistress". And, Debbie also saw that the shower and latrine areas were unique, too. Each was labeled either 'Normal" or "GS". Debbie knew what GS meant. The normal side would include the normal stuff, except there were no privacy stalls around the toilets. But, the GS side was unique in that there was no running water. That is, no running natural water. The water was all supplied by either the Mistresses or specially designated subs. And, these subs all took turns anchored face up in the specially designed toilets. Some were designated GS only, and others "Anything Goes". Debbie was getting wet again just thinking of the options. Her question was answered when she began to read the Rules of the Retreat. All the normal stuff: Subs were to be naked at all times. Chains, gags, etc., were at the option of his/her Mistress. Clothing was optional for all Mistresses. But, it also explained that there were a set of "Play Rules" that everyone must follow. It explained that everyone attending would be issued a color-coded collar. Most Mistresses will be issued a Black Collar. That signified that they were a Mistress, whether clothed or not. The club's officers, (Sara was one) will be wearing a white collar, which designated them as a Rules Judge. It also explained that the color of the sub's collar designated his/her "sexual availability". At check in, each Mistress would designate how her sub would be sexually available. A red collar meant "Private Property: Do not touch". An amber one meant "Ask for Permission Only." And a Green on means "Anything Goes. No Permission Required." And, there was an explanation about the sub's rights. Basically he/she had none if wearing a green collar. But there was a universal "safe" word, and once that "safe" word was used, the Mistress was required to stop her actions. If another Mistress observed her ignoring the "safe" word, it was her duty to report her to the nearest Rules Judge. If found guilty by a Rules Judge, she would immediately taken to the Punishment Area for a public whipping and time in the pillory. She could, however, claim that the sub used the word unnecessarily. But, that also was risky. If she was justified, the sub would be taken to the punishment area for a whipping and pillory time. But, if the sub was found innocent, then the Mistress would be guilty of two offenses, and earn her two trips to the Punishment Area. Also, the rules do permit sexual contacts between Mistresses. But, between Mistresses "No" means 'No". No exceptions. If one Mistress tries to seduce another and is told "No" one time, she must stop asking and move on. Any violation of the "No" rule could earn the offending Mistress a quick trip to the Punishment Area. What Debbie found the most surprising was the "Two Strikes and You're In the Auction Rule". That rule was designed to keep everyone honest and in line. It stated that anyone found guilty of breaking the rules a second time will not only receive the regular punishment (mandatory whipping and pillory time), but also will be awarded a green collar and remain chained in the Punishment Area until the night of the Slave Auction for anyone to use sexually. This also meant that any Mistress guilty of this rule would also be stripped of her rights. The Rules explained that this was necessary to protect the subs from overly aggressive and sadistic Mistresses. But, this rule scared Debbie. She knew that Marion was devious, and probably was planning how to use this rule to get her into the Slave Auction. On the morning of the start of the Sadie Hawkins Retreat, all the ladies and their submissive partners all decided to meet at a local coffee shop for breakfast. All were wearing coats, for their attire was not legal in public. Seven of the members -- all the guys plus Denise -- were naked under their coats. All of the other seven ladies wore outfits that were very provocative. And, Sara wore a bustier that exposed her tits and pussy. So everyone met for breakfast wearing coats -- even thought the temperature outside was very mild -- somewhere in the low 70s. At that meeting, Sara reviewed the rules. She also explained that they were all her guests, so she was responsible for their actions. Therefore, if she saw them breaking any of the rules, she was required to report those actions. And, since she was a Rules Judge, punishment would be immediate. "Please don't take it personally," she begged. "This club is important to me, so I must enforce its rules." After breakfast, all were walking across the coffee shop parking lot, and Marion got mischievous. She moved as close as possible to Debbie, then turned and jumped away. With a look of surprise on her face, Marion yelled "No! Not here! Please don't do that again!" Debbie starred at Marion, with a giant question mark in her eyes. She knew that Marion was having fun, but also knew this could be a sign of things to come later this weekend. Sara decided to play along and said "Debbie, it's a good thing were not inside the Retreat. If we were, I would find you guilty of 'Ignoring A No! Command', and would have to sentence you to 25 lashes with the flogger and 1 hour in the pillory." And, that would be Strike One. And, remember the 'Two Strikes' rule." Sara smiled at Marion when she said those words. Marion knew this could be an interesting weekend. When they arrived, all the submissives were stripped of any and all clothing. All hand their wrists cuffed behind their back -- which was mandatory for all slaves when in the public areas -- and were also issued the mandatory ankle cuff chains. All seven ladies also chose to add to their subs outfits optional ring gags. Each was looking forward to the slobber dripping on their subs chests (tits for Denise) while leaving their mouths open for anyone wishing oral. All but two also registered their partners as "Ask for Permission Only!" subs (Amber collar). However, both Marion and Sara decided to give their subs a green collar. Both Ron and Denise knew this was going to be a long weekend, and all their holes would be sore before it was over. Debbie was more worried than ever, now. Especially once she found out that the cabins are for two Mistresses and two subs, and she and Bill will be sharing a cabin with Marion and Ron. The Weekend Getaway Chapter Three Later that day, after spending some time with Beth and Jenny and their submissive husbands in the pool area, Debbie was walking back to the cabin with Bill following behind on his cock leash. Bill had cum (both male and female) dried on his face and asshole, and a bright red ass from several spankings. And, he loved every minute of it. Debbie also had all her holes used, but she had the luxury of allowing the subs to clean her after each event. And, both her pussy and asshole were getting tender, but she also was in seventh heaven. She had never been fucked by so many big dicks in one day before. And, she even got to use Denise while Sara was getting eaten by Bill. She was now heading back to the cabin for a brief shower and rest before the "evening" activities would begin. As she was walking past the Punishment Area, she got a real surprise. There were two holding cells next to the Punishment area -- one for Mistresses and one for subs. There were three subs in the cell, with a note that their Punishment was scheduled to begin after dinner at 7 PM. But, she also saw two Mistresses in the cells, with their wrists bound behind their backs and a ring gag in their mouths. What surprised Debbie was that the Mistresses, who were scheduled for Punishment at 8 PM, were Marion and Jacki. Both had a sign around their necks stating "Guilty of Refusing A No!" command. That meant that both tried to have sex with another Mistress, but refused to stop. Debbie then saw the Punishment Order posted on a nearby bulletin board. The Punishment order called for Jacki to receive the minimum for Mistresses of 30 lashes with the flogger, then 2 hours of humiliation in the pillory. But, Marion was to receive an additional 30 lashes with the flogger and 2 hours in the pillory for arguing with the Rules Judge. Both were listed as first offenses, and both Punishment Orders were signed by Sara! In fact, Marion was lucky that Sara did not charge her with a second offense for the argument, or she would already be in the Slave Action. Now Debbie really needed fucked! There was her friend -- someone who she knew was trying to get her into the Slave Auction -- scheduled for a whipping and humiliation session after dinner. And, she was now on alert that she could not afford another miscue. Debbie was now feeling a little safer; for if Marion tried anything and it did not work she would be in the Auction. Debbie was getting wet just thinking about her friend in chains like a slave and on display for the highest bidder. She gave Bill a hard yank on his cock leash and told him to get ready. She needed to feel his cock in her pussy and as soon as possible. After dinner, Debbie, Beth and Jenney could not wait to see their friends Jacki and Marion getting whipped and humiliated. When they got to the punishment area, one of the Rules Judges was beginning to whip the third of the three submissives to receive punishment. The other two were already locked in a pillory. All three received the minimum submissive punishment of 25 lashes with the flogger and 1 hour in the pillory for refusing an order to eat pussy. But, the best was yet to come. Debbie was getting horny again. Here was her friend and sometimes rival about to get whipped and she loved it. No wonder why Marion was always trying to get her to submit. As Jacki was shackled to the X-Cross, with her pussy and asshole exposed, Debbie begins playing with her clit. Beth looked over at Debbie and saw what she was doing. "Here, let me do that." Beth volunteered. Debbie felt Beth's fingers penetrate her nether lips, and sat back and "enjoyed" the show as Jacki was led on stage by a tits leash. Debbie was really getting hot. Beth was fingering her clit, while she watched Jacki receive her whipping. Jacki began to cry like a baby from the whipping. Most of the lashes fell on her ass, but some landed on her asshole and others on her pussy. Each time a stroke landed on her pussy she let out a blood-curdling scream. This excited Debbie even more. And, just as Sara landed the last stroke directly on Jacki's pussy, with Jacki letting out a blood-curdling scream, Debbie had an intense orgasm. Actually the strongest orgasm of the day. Debbie was slowly regaining her senses as she watched Jacki removed from the X-Cross and locked into one of the pillories. She was shocked when she saw Sara place an "Anything Goes!" sign above Jacki's bound head. Then, as Sara walked away another Mistress walked up to Jacki and began pissing on her face. Debbie was flabbergasted. How could she do that? Then she realized the "Anything Goes!" sign meant "Anything Goes!" Just as Sara was beginning to whip Marion, Debbie looked to Beth and mouthed the words "Thank You!" Beth replied "Eat Me!" Debbie was very happy to oblige. She sank to her knees and crawled over between Beth's legs and began to lick her pussy. She had forgotten that Beth is very vocal when she gets excited. And, the closer she comes to Cumming, the louder she gets. Debbie also forgot that Beth has a habit of yelling "No! No! No!" when she means "Yes! Yes! Yes!" when she cums. So, as she heard the lashes falling on Marion, Debbie also could hear Beth beginning to get louder and louder. And, after one especially loud scream from Marion, Beth clamped down with her legs on Debbie's head, pushed her pussy forward into her face, and began to yell 'No! No! No!" She was Cumming. She was soaking Debbie's face with a geyser of female juices. After each orgasmic spasm, she said "No! No! No!" again. Before she knew what happened, Debbie and Beth were quickly surrounded by three Mistresses. One of the Mistresses wore a white collar, signifying she was a Rules Judge. Debbie was quickly grabbed by the other two, then had her wrists pulled behind her back and bound together. Then, she forced a ring gag into her mouth so that she could not complain. She was then turned to face the Rules Judge, who said "I find you Guilty of Failing A NO! Command." I hereby sentence you to 30 lashes and 2 hours of pillory humiliation. Take her away." "Wait!" Beth yelled as Debbie was led away. "I wasn't telling her 'No!' to stop her. I was Cumming. I always yell 'No!' when I cum. The only thing that she's guilty of is giving me one helluva orgasm." "Cuff her." the Rules Judge said. Beth was quickly grabbed, had her wrists pulled behind her back, then a ring gag inserted into her mouth. "That does not matter. The rules say that all Mistresses must honor a 'No!' command from another Mistress. No exceptions or excuses. However, the rules also say that the use of the word 'No!' must not be given unless you want an offending Mistress to stop her activities. I thereby find you Guilty of Misuse of the 'No!' Command and sentence you to 30 lashes and 2 hours in the pillory. Take her away." Both women were mortified. As they were led past the pillories en route to the holding cell, they could see both Jacki and Marion locked in the pillories. Both had piss and cum dripping from their faces, and cum leaking from their assholes. Both had bright red welts on their ass and pussies. As they were locked into the holding cells, they heard the Rules Judge and Sara talking. Sara then announced that the pillories would be vacant by 11 PM. She then ordered the Punishments for Debbie and Beth to begin at 11 PM. And, Debbie also knew that Jacki and Marion would be freed by then. She knew the worst was yet to cum! Chapter Four As they awaited their fate, both Debbie and Beth could see Jacki and Marion as they were humiliated in the pillories. They watched as Mistress after Mistress led their submissives to them, and then had them fuck one of their three holes. And, many of the Mistresses added to the humiliation by ramming their pussies in Jacki's or Marion's faces and forced them to eat their pussies until they would cum. And, a few even pissed on their faces while there. Both Beth and Debbie dreaded the pillory time more than the whipping. At precisely 11 PM, the Rules Judge and three other Mistresses came and got both Beth and Debbie and took them onto the stage. Debbie could not understand why, for Jacki and Marion had been whipped separately. As they mounted the stage, Debbie saw a whipping post. Sara then told Beth go get on her knees with the post between her legs. Once she was in position, Beth's wrists were pulled behind her and cuffed together on the back side of the whipping post. Ditto for her ankles. Then a strap was wrapped around her waist and pulled tight behind the whipping post. This pulled Beth's ass, waist and back tight against the post. Next Debbie was told to stand facing the post. Her wrists were pulled over her head and into wrist straps hanging from a chain attached to the whipping post above her head. Next, she also had a strap wrapped around her waist, which pulled her body next to Beth. And, Beth's mouth was right on Debbie's slit. Sara, the presiding Rules Judge, then announced to the crowd that since these two were both equally guilty of misusing the 'No!' rule, extenuating circumstances dictated that they be punished together. The sentence, she explained, would be a minimum of 30 lashes each or until her partner makes her cum. If she has not cum at the end of 30 lashes, the whipping will continue until evidence of an orgasm is observed by the Rules Judge. "Oh, Shit!" Debbie thought. She had already cum more times today than ever before. She hoped that she could cum one more time before her ass was whipped raw. And, she hoped that Beth would return the favor and make her cum as quickly as possible. CRACK! Debbie's ass was on fire. That was one of the hardest flogging lashes that she ever felt. She also knew the rules. First, she had to count the strokes out loud. If she did not yell out the stroke number, it did not count. Then, she had to ask for another. But, she did not feel Beth's tongue on her sex. What was she doing? "One. Thank you Mistress. May I have another?" Debbie yelled. CRACK! "Two. Thank you Mistress. May I have another?" Where is Beth's tongue? CRACK! This blow went between her legs and actually caught Beth on her tits. "Three. Thank you Mistress. May I have another?" "Get busy, cuntlicker." Sara told Beth. "Eat her pussy now, or I will start whipping your tits even harder." Debbie suddenly felt Beth's tongue inserted into her pussy, and soon was working wonders on her clit. CRACK! Debbie was crying now. "Thirty! She sobbed. "May I have another?" "Well, since we are now into overtime. I think these two girls should share the blows. Every other one will go between her legs and should land on the Cuntlicker's tits. I will continue this until whipping victim orgasms. CRACK! Debbie felt the whip go between her legs again. She heard Beth scream, but Beth also kept her tongue working. She knew that Debbie was getting close, and the sooner she succeeded to getting Debbie to cum, the sooner this whole ordeal would end. And, Debbie was about to cum. She no longer cared about the whipping. All she wanted to do was cum. "Fifty. Thank you Mistress. May I have another?" Just then it happened. "Yes, Yes, Yes!" She screamed. She felt her juices running down her leg. This had been the strongest orgasm of the day. She did not want it to end. Sara reached between the girls, and verified that Debbie had indeed cum. She then took a sample of Debbie's juices on her fingers, and pushed them into Debbie's mouth for her to taste. "OK, Round one is completed. We will take a five minute recess so the two ladies can change positions. Then we will have more fun. Same rules apply." Sara said. Debbie now knew that her ass was safe, but her tits could be whipped raw. It was up to how fast Beth could cum. About 15 minutes, and 45 lashes, later. Both ladies were taken from the stage and locked into the pillories. Each pillory had a sign over the neck hole that said "Anything Goes!" And, Debbie also new that it was now after midnight. Most of the Mistresses, and many of their subs, had been at a cocktail reception most of the evening. That meant there was plenty of beer consumed. She also knew that beer could only be rented. She figured that she would be reeking of cum and piss very soon. Chapter Five "Well, what do we have here?" Debbie feared the worst, for she looked up and saw Marion, Jacki, and Sara staring her and Beth locked in the pillories. And, each was holding the leash attached to their subby. Sara also had two additional leashes: each one attached to Debbie's and Beth's naked subby husbands. Sara turned to Marion and Jacki and said: "I'll leave you two to play. By rules I must chain up these two subs while their mistresses are in the punishment pillory. I'm taking them back to their bungalows and chaining them to their bed. And, just for the record, their collars will be considered green while their mistresses are in the pillory if you're interested. Just be sure that anything you do is completed before these two 'No!' offenders are released, or you could be guilty of your second offense for not asking permission." As Sara walked off leading three subs by their leashes, Marion turned to Jacki and said: "I don't know about you, but right now I am more interested in these two than their subs. I have been waiting to feel Debbie's tongue in my pussy and ass. You can have Beth, for Debbie is mine for the next two hours." "Hey, you two bitches. Either do something or get out of the way!" Debbie looked up and saw a line of Mistresses was forming behind Marion and Jacki. It was going to be a long two hours. "I said move it, or I will move you!" Marion and Jacki were not getting challenged by two of the biggest bull dykes that she had ever seen. "Fuck you, too!" Marion screamed back. Before she know what happened, both Marion and Jacki were laying on the ground, with the two bull dykes about to plant their assholes on Marion and Jacki's faces. "No! No! No!" Jacki screamed. The bull dyke on top of Jacki suddenly stopped, and got up. Marion, however, already had her face covered with the other bull dykes ass. She could not say anything, so no body realized she wanted it to stop, too. The bull dyke continued to sit there until she saw Marion's face begin to turn blue. Then, she got up and Marion was able to use the "No!" command. As she regained her strength, Marion looked up and saw a while collared Rules Judge walking by. Suddenly, she decided to get even and went to the Rules Judge and reported the bull dyke as refusing to honor the 'No!' command. The Rules Judge then told the other Mistresses in the area to grab both Marion and the bull dyke and cuff their hands behind their backs. She then began asking questions of the Mistresses. No one had heard a 'No!' from Marion. Even Jacki had to admit that she did not hear anything. The while collared Rules Judge then turned to the other Mistresses, and pointed to the bull dyke and said: "Release her. I find her innocent of all charges." She then walked up to Marion and said: "I hereby find you guilty of 'Falsely accusing another Mistress of Misuse of the No! Command'. And, since this is your second offense, I hereby strip you of all rights and privileges as a Mistress. You are now a general use submissive. I also see that earlier you received 60 lashes as punishment for your first offense. I hereby sentence you to double that -- 120 lashes as a second offender. Punishment will commence immediately after breakfast tomorrow morning. I also hereby order that you be held in the punishment pillory under "Anything Goes" rules until the start of the whipping, and returned there until the start of Slave Action tomorrow night. At that time you will be Auctioned to the highest bidder." The Rules Judge then reached over to Marion and removed her black collar, and replaced it with a green one indicative of her new slave status." The Rules Judge then turned to the Mistresses and said: "I see we need to free one of these pillories. Which one of these two prisoners (Debbie and Beth) should we release early to make room for this guilty second offender?" The bull dyke stepped forward and suggested "Why don't we have an ass fucking contest. Me and my friend (the other bull dyke) will fuck them in the ass with a strap on. The first to cum gets released. The other one stays until her time is up." The Rules Judge looked at the other Mistresses and saw most nodding their heads in agreement. "So ordered. I hereby declare an ass fucking contest to determine which of these prisoners will be granted an early release. The first one to Cum will be declared the winner and wins an early release. The loser stays locked in the pillory until her time expires. Let the contest begin." Debbie looked at Marion, who now had a ring gag in her mouth and chains between her ankles. She was now locked in the Punishment Area holding cell, but also know that she would be in the pillory soon. Debbie was beginning to enjoy seeing her friend and rival's fate when she felt a strap-on graze her asshole. She looked back at the crowd and noticed that both bull dykes were missing. "Oh, my God!" she thought. "I'm going to get fucked by one of those bull dykes, and my asshole is already sore from this afternoon." "Ready, set, begin the Ass Fucking!" the Rules Judge commanded. Suddenly Debbie felt the strap on penetrate her asshole. As she felt the strap-on plunging deeper into her guts, she also saw another Mistress step forward, pull her pussy open, and say "You look thirsty. Here's some used beer for your enjoyment." Suddenly Debbie felt piss begin to flow into her mouth and begin to run down her face. Since here mouth was held open with a ring gag, she had no control. She also could not breath, so she had to swallow some of the hot piss. Suddenly she felt her subby side begin to kick in. She had a cunt in her face, piss in her mouth and a strap on in her ass. And, she privately loved every second of it. Suddenly she heard Beth scream. The pussy in Debbie's face stepped back moment, and Debbie was able to sneak a peak at Beth. Her head was arched upwards, her eyes were closed, and her fingers were clinched. Debbie knew that Beth had just Cum from the ass fucking. The contest was over, and she had just lost. She would be in the pillory for at least 90 more minutes. And, deep down, she probably would enjoy every minute of it. Chapter Six Debbie slowly opened her cum and piss soaked eyes. She felt a tongue lapping away at her clit. She was getting wet again. She looked down and saw her subby hubby licking away. Slowly she began to remember. The last thing she remembered as she left the Punishment Area was Marion in the pillory, with the two bull dykes fucking her mouth and ass. Debbie looked at her naked body, and realized that she was still covered with dried piss and cum from her time in the pillory. Ron was now giving her a tongue bath, but she needed a good, hot shower. Her ass, pussy, and mouth all were still sore from last night's activities. But, she was free. Or, was she? Suddenly she began remembering the dream she had just finished. She dreamt that she was standing at the door to Sara's house again. The door was open, and Denise was standing before her in her French Maid's outfit. She also saw Beth and Jacki. Each was holding a leash. And, the leashes were attached to --- Oh, My God -- the leashes were attached to Marion and Debbie. Jacki was holding the leash attached to Marion, and Beth's was attached to Debbie. Both Debbie and Marion were naked, wearing only 6 inch fuck-me heels. Totally naked above the ankles. Each had their wrists handcuffed behind their backs, and were wearing nipple and cunt lip rings. The nipple and cunt lip rings were connected together by small silver chains. And, the leashes were attached to the center of the silver chains. Both also had ring gags in their mouths. Suddenly she felt a tug, and pain shot through both nipples and her cunt lips. Every time Jacki and Beth tugged on the leashes, they pulled on Marion and Debbie's nipples and cunt lips. The Weekend Getaway "Mistress welcomes you, and would like for you to take your slaves into the dungeon, then dinner will be served," Denise announced. She then turned in her seductive French Maid outfit and began walking back into Sara's house. Beth and Jacki each gave their leashes a hard tug, and followed Denise into the house. Just as the pain from the tug was shooting through her pussy lips, she felt Ron's tongue on her slit. She suddenly was awakened by her subby hubby. "Mistress, it's time for you to get ready for breakfast. You told me to make sure that you did not miss breakfast, for you did not want to miss the special entertainment this morning." Then, Debbie remembered last night, and that Marion was now an "Anything Goes" slave. She looked to the bunk that Marion had been sharing in their bungalow, and saw that it was totally empty. "Where's Bill?" Debbie asked Ron. "Sara came and got him in the middle of the night -- right before you returned." Ron explained. "I haven't seen him since." Debbie figured that since Marion was now a common use slave, Bill had been re-classified as such and taken to the common area. She would see if he's there on her way to breakfast. She dearly wanted to feel his 9" cock in her pussy while watching Marion getting whipped. As she showered, Debbie kept thinking back to her dream. Was she a sub at heart? Why did she enjoy her time in the pillory so much? But, she also enjoyed being a domme. She had heard of women who liked both. Was she one of them? She suddenly began to daydream about the Slave Auction. This time it was not Marion on the block. He was her. "Mistress, breakfast starts in only 10 minutes." Ron warned. She quickly got out of the shower, had Ron lick her dry, and then grabbed her only clothing -- a bustier that barred both her pussy and tits. She then grabbed Ron's leash and headed for the Common Area. There she saw Sara, Denise, Jacki, and Beth sitting together. Each had their slaves chained in the slave holding area. She took Ron to the holding area, and then joined her friends for breakfast. As they ate, the topic of discussion was Marion. "What's going to happen to Marion tonight?" Beth asked. "Well," Sara replied. "She will go on the Slave Auction for any of us to bid. The question is will she be Auctioned as a Temporary Slave, or a Permanent one." The other three girls all looked at Sara with confusion. "What do you mean?" Jacki asked. "Didn't you girls read the agreements that you signed to get entrance to this retreat? Sara explained. "One of them is that any Mistress that is stripped of her rights can be declared a Full-Time Slave. Who ever buys her tonight has the right to petition the Board for Full Time Rights. If the board agrees, she will be the permanent property of her new slave owner. I plan to bid on her, and if I win I am going to ask for full time ownership. I would love to have another slave around the house to help Denise with her 'chores'". That's how I got Denise, and I would love to own Marion permanently. Debbie looked at her friends, and all of them had smiles on their faces. She, too, was sporting a smile. She also saw that every one of them now had nipples standing at attention. They were all excited at the thought of owning Marion. Debbie also began to wonder what it would be like to be in Marion's place tonight. She needed to talk to Sara privately. After breakfast they all went to the Punishment Area, where Marion was now chained to the whipping post. She had a giant ring gag in her mouth, and her tongue was now extended from her mouth. She also had giant nipple clamps on each tit, and very large weights pulling each tit downward. A similar setup was on each cunt lip and her clit. The whipping had not started yet, and Marion was screaming in agony. For the first time Debbie felt sorry for her sexy friend. Suddenly, the white collared Rules Judge appeared on the stage. And, with here was the bull dyke that Marion had accused. "Ladies and slaves, before me is former Mistress Marion, who is guilty of falsely accusing one of our colleagues of Refusing a No! command. And, since this is the second time she has falsely accused that Mistress of that charge, the Board of Justice has deemed that this is a case with Extenuating Circumstances. Per the Rules of Justice, former Mistress Marion is now Slave Marion, who will be available at the Slave Auction tonight. In addition, she had been sentenced to 120 Lashes. Because of the Extenuating Circumstances, she also had been ordered to wear one pound weights attached to each tit, cunt lip, and clit during the whipping, and she will be placed in the Punishment Pillory immediately after the whipping and remain there until she is Auctioned tonight. In addition, since both false accusations were made about the same Mistress, she will be the one administering the punishment lashes." "Normal punishment rules also apply. Each stroke must be counted, and after each one the prisoner must ask for another. If she fails to do either, the stroke does not count towards the final total." She then stepped up to Marion and removed the ring gag from her mouth. Next, she handed the flogger to the bull dyke and announced "Let the punishment begin!" Debbie was horrified. Marion was her friend, and she could not believe what was about to happen to her. She still had feelings about wanting to serve a Mistress, but never to withstand the pain that Marion was about to receive. "I can't watch this," Debbie said. Beth agreed. But, both Sara and Jacki wanted to watch. Beth and Debbie both left, and returned to Debbie's bungalow for some 'private time' with their subby husbands. Chapter Seven As the day wore on, both Debbie and Beth remained in Debbie's bungalow. They took turns fucking each other and both subby husbands. Debbie especially liked getting a TP -- one cock in her ass, one in her pussy, and a pussy in her mouth. Beth liked that triple team, too. Finally it was time for them to get cleaned up for dinner. The Slave Auction would follow immediately after the Auction. Debbie was still wondering what it would be like to be on the Auction Block, but she had no desires to receive the punishment that Marion had to endure all day. After the whipping, Marion was placed in the pillory -- with the weights still attached to her nipples and cunt. Debbie had heard Marion screaming most of the day, and was now feeling sorry for her. But, she still had this desire burning deep in her sole. As they were walking to dinner, Debbie was formulating a plan. But, would Beth cooperate. She did not risk telling her anything. She would wait until the time was right. After dinner, Sara left because she was on the Board of Justice. There were three former Mistresses on the Slave Auction tonight, and she had to be available if any of the new owners petitioned the Board for Full Slave Ownership. Debbie went to the Auction with Jacki and Beth. Once the auction began, all the male slaves were brought out first. Ron was next to last to be sold, and he went to one of the bull dykes. Debbie knew the rules. Each Mistress could only buy one slave tonight. But so far Sara, Jacki, and Beth had not bid. Next, the female slaves were brought out. When Denise was up for bid, Sara was the winner. She proudly announced that she loved Denise, and could not let anyone else win her. But, so far neither Beth, Jacki, nor Debbie had bid. It was becoming obvious to Marion that she was going to be bought tonight by one of her friends. Finally, it was announced that Marion would be the next slave up for auction. The time was right. Debbie dropped to her knees and crawled over to Beth. She got between her legs and began eating Beth's snatch. Beth looked down at Debbie, who smiled and looked up. "Yell all you want" was all she said. Just as Beth was getting close to an orgasm, Jacki began winning the bid for Marion. Just as the auctioneer yelled, "Sold to Mistress Jacki", Beth began to Cum. "No! No! No!" she screamed. The entire area suddenly got quiet. Debbie's plan was working. She kept her tongue in Beth's pussy. Beth screamed the 'No!' command again. Suddenly Jacki grabbed Debbie, pulled her hands behind her, and yelled "I charge Mistress Debbie with violating the 'No!' command". Debbie looked at Beth, who was puzzled. She leaned forward and whispered into Beth's ear "Don't say a word. And, win the bid for me." Suddenly Sara stood up on the stage, and announced "I hereby declare Mistress Debbie guilty of 'Violating the 'No' Command' on another Mistress. And since this is her second offense, I hereby strip her of all her rights as a Mistress and declare her an 'Anything Goes' slave. Lock her in the pillory until the Board of Justice rules on how to proceed." Debbie was flabbergasted. She had not expected this result. She had expected to be taken to the stage and auctioned off immediately. Jacki was now standing on the stage with Slave Marion. But, before taking possession, Jacki approached the Board of Justice. "Honored Mistresses and Justices, I hereby petition that Slave Marion be declared a Full Time Slave, and that I be awarded Full Time Ownership over Slave Marion for the next year, beginning immediately." Marion's jaw dropped. This was her friend trying to enslave her. What about her husband, Bill. Surely her friend Sara would veto the request. The Justice Mistresses conferred, and then Sara stood again. "Mistress Jacki, Slave Marion has a submissive husband. What do you propose we do with him?" Jacki smiled. She had spent the night reading all the rules. "Madam Justice, according to the Rules of Justice, I also petition that Slave Bill, submissive husband of former Mistress Marion, be granted his freedom. He may choose to select another Mistress as his future owner, or simply leave the lifestyle. I ask the court to grant former Slave Bill all the rights of a free man." Marion could not believe what she had just heard. Neither could Debbie or Beth. Jacki only smiled as the Board of Justice conferred again. Once again Sara stood to face the audience. "Mistress Jacki, your request to declare Slave Marion a Full Time Slave for the period of one year, beginning immediately, has been granted. The Board also grants you Full Time Ownership of Slave Marion for the next year, beginning immediately. Slave Marion, you are now the private property of Mistress Jacki. Mistress Jacki, you must return with Slave Marion to this same conference one year from today and petition this court for further ownership. The Board of Justices reserves the right to either release Slave Marion, or order her to be Auctioned again at that time, or grant you further ownership. Mistress Jacki, please take possession of your property." Debbie, Beth, and Marion were shocked that this had just happened to her friend. Debbie was now scared. What had she started? Chapter Eight After a short delay, Debbie was released from the pillory and lead up onto the stage. She looked over and saw Sara and the Board of Justice Mistresses all still talking privately. In addition, her friend Beth was standing on the stage, too. And, the Whipping Post was back in place. Sara, who apparently was the lead Justice Mistress, stood to face the audience. "Former Mistress Debbie, you have been found guilty of Violating the 'No!' Command on two separate occasions. And since both violations occurred against the same Mistress, Extenuating Circumstances could be applied." Debbie was now scared. She could not endure the punishment that was given to Marion. "Mistress Beth, since the violations occurred against you, do you wish that the Extenuating Circumstances provision of the prisoner's punishment be applied?" Sara asked of Beth. "No, Madam Justice, I do not. In addition, I petition this court to show leniency in its punishment decision, for former Mistress Debbie was simply caught up in the throes of passion and could not control herself." Beth replied. Sara then turned to the audience and pronounced sentence: Former Mistress Debbie, you have been found guilty of Violation of the "No!' Command on two separate occasions. You are herby stripped of all rights and privileges as a Mistress, and are henceforth classified as an 'Anything Goes' Slave. For your first offense you received 30 lashes. Since this is a second offense against the same Mistress, we hereby sentence you to triple that amount -- 30 for each occurrence and 30 for a repeat offense against the same Mistress." Debbie began to cry. She never anticipated such a ruling from her friend. Sara continued: "In addition, now as an 'Anything Goes' slave, you must participate in the Slave Auction. It is the finding of this court to postpone the execution of punishment until after the conclusion of the Auction, and that your new owner be awarded the right to execute your whipping." "Finally" Sara concluded, "the Rules of Justice also limit Mistresses to a one slave purchase per night. And, we see that there is only one Mistress who has not purchased a slave tonight. Therefore, Mistress Beth, do you wish to purchase Slave Debbie?" Debbie was delighted. It looked like she was going to get her desire after all. "Yes, Madam Justice, I do." Beth replied. "In addition, I also would like to make three further requests. First, I would like to revise my earlier plead and ask that Extenuating Circumstance be applied to this case. Secondly, I hereby petition that Slave Debbie be declared a Full Time Slave, and that I be awarded Full Time Ownership over Slave Debbie for the next year, beginning immediately. And, lastly, that ownership of Slave Ron, Slave Debbie's submissive hubby slave, be transferred to me for the duration of Slave Debbie's servitude." Debbie knew she was in trouble when two of the white collared Rules Judges came over to her and Beth. Both of the Rules Judges were carrying the weighted nipple and cunt clips. And, one was carrying a flogger. Sara stood again and began speaking to the audience. "It is the finding of this court that all of Mistress Beth's petitions have been granted. Mistresses please attached the weighted nipple and cunt clips on the prisoner, then prepare her for her punishment whipping." Debbie was immediately grabbed, the weighted clips were quickly attached, and then she was immediately handcuffed facing forward to the whipping post. "Mistress Beth, your request to declare Slave Debbie a Full Time Slave for the period of one year, beginning immediately, has been granted. The Board also grants you Full Time Ownership of Slave Debbie for the next year, beginning immediately. Slave Debbie, you are now the private property of Mistress Beth. Mistress Beth, you must return with Slave Debbie to this same conference one year from today and petition this court for further ownership. The Board of Justices reserves the right to either release Slave Debbie, order her to be Auctioned again at that time, or grant you further ownership." "And Lastly," Sara concluded, "Since slaves cannot own other slaves, the ownership of Slave Ron, former submissive husband and slave of former Mistress Debbie, is hereby transferred to Mistress Beth for the duration of former Mistress Debbie's servitude to Mistress Beth." "Mistress Beth, you may commence the punishment of Slave Debbie, and take possession of her once that punishment is concluded." Debbie could not believe her ears. This is not what she planned. And, she had searing pain in both her tits, cunt lips, and clit, from the weights. Then, suddenly, the flogger bit into her still sore ass. "One!" she yelled. "Thank you Mistress, may I have another." So it began. Her dream had come true. Two days later she stood on Sara's porch, chained like the slave she is, and jealously staring at Denise as she wiggled her ass as she walked in her French Maid's costume. Only Beth and Jack had no plans to let either Marion or Debbie wear anything but 6 inch fuck me stiletto heels -- and bright red marks on their asses and tits -- for the next year. The Weekend Getaway (very special thanks to all the help from Max Sebastian) Kenneth sat in his chair watching TV, eating dinner on a tray, washing it down with a cold Miller Lite. It was about the only thing he felt like doing lately since Kathy had left. It had been a year since the separation and divorce, but it seemed as though it had been only yesterday when she walked out the door because she was so unhappy in their relationship. The TV was playing in the background, and he was a million miles away in thought. One of his colleagues, Frank, had told him about how he had met a girl online and that despite the odds, they were getting along great. Now he contemplated what Frank had said. But he didn't even know what to do, or how to even begin to meet someone. Just then on the TV, a dating site was being advertised and he quickly wrote down the website address. Holding the sheet of paper in his hands, he thought "What the hell, I'll go give it a shot. If Frank can do it, I feel that I can do it too." He entered the website address and watched as it loaded on the screen. Hmmmm, he thought, they want me to answer a lot of questions, and then they supposedly will be able to match me up with someone. Yeah, right. But he figured it was worth a try, so for the next hour he read the questions, and gave a lot of thought to each question as he answered them one by one. Finally it said it was complete and in the next 24 hours he would receive an email telling him to log on and see who he had been matched up with. One last thing, he needed to take care of the payment for the service. Did he want to go month by month, quarter by quarter, or go for the yearly deal? He laughed to himself as he figured it would take a year to find even one person he could stand for more than a few days. But he paid for the monthly subscription, that way if he didn't like it, or if they couldn't come up with anyone who could possibly be a match with, he wouldn't be out any excessive money. It cost more doing it that way, than the quarterly or yearly plan, but he didn't really believe it would work, so he was willing to lay out the extra bucks each month when he paid his bills. Sure enough, the next day there was an email saying that there were 2 women that he had been matched up with. One woman lived in a town nearby and the other one lived a couple of hours north of where he was. So with intrepidation, he logged online at the site and read the basic information about both women. Sally was 5 foot 5 inches, 105 pounds, worked as a paralegal at a law firm in town. He wondered which one, as there were several larger firms in the downtown area, and a few on the outskirts of town. Brianna was about the same measurements, but there was something in her picture that caught his eye, and he found himself glancing at her picture several times as he read the information that she had posted. The website wanted both of them to take turns answering questions about themselves, and then finally they would be allowed to chat openly about what ever that they wanted to talk about. It took about 4 days for him and both of the women to go back and forth with the questions that each one chose each time, and the more he read of Brianna's replies, the more his curiosity was peaked. Sally was ok, and he found himself asking the question of whether he should pursue someone who lived so near, and would be easier to access once it got to that point, or should he go for the one that seemed to make him want to know more and more about her. He finally decided on Brianna and they started talking openly once all of the question sessions had been completed. He did tell Sally that he wasn't interested, and that he was pursuing another interest. She emailed back that she understood, and that she wished him the best of luck. The one thing that kept nagging him in the back of his mind was the distance, but he thought that maybe it would give them time to get to know each other a little bit better in a less threatening environment. He had not dated anyone else except Kathy, so all of this was going to be new again to him. He admitted to himself that he was in hopes of finding someone who could fulfill the dreams and desires that he had missed for so long. Just out of curiosity, he pulled up a program that he frequently used to find out where people were, or to plan routes for transportation, especially when he wanted to go for a ride in the country with his Harley. He notices that the town she lives in is over 100 miles away. 100 Miles! How was he going to have a relationship with someone so far away? But he looked at her pictures again, and the eyes and that face intrigued him so until he just had to find out who she was. They begin to talk on a popular internet chat program, and sometimes they would email each other. Neither one knew where to take the road to, but as they talked, they both knew that they wanted to continue the path that they were on. It wasn't long before she gave him her cell phone number and they talked for what seemed like only a few minutes, but wound up being a couple of hours. She was timid to share anything deep about herself. He found out that she was a widow of less than a year, and she confided to him that a deep sting still punched her in the stomach when she thought about the loss of her husband, and the guilt that she felt seeking out a new relationship. He assured her that he understood and would not be pushy or try to rush things. They shared a lot of common interests in music, hobbies and things that they liked to do in their spare time. So it was never hard for them to talk, whether online or over the phone, the conversation flowed freely. "Brianna, one thing I love doing is cruising on a casino boat for an evening. Do you enjoy a bit of gambling sometimes?" "Yes, I love going to casinos, but I've never been to one on a boat. I've only been to the ones on the Indian reservations." "Well, why don't we go to the one on the boat sometime? I think you would enjoy it, and it would be something different!" So they discussed it many times, and finally she gave in and agreed to go. It would be a good place to meet publicly, and also allow them some time to be able to enjoy the games just in case the night didn't go too well. "Ken, I'm really unsure of myself, and how I will react to being with another man. I've never been with anyone but my husband, as we were childhood sweethearts." "Well, we'll just give it our best and see what happens", Ken replied. Finally the day came when they agreed on a day and time to meet at a motel, and then they would ride together out to the docks where the ship would be docked in port. "One other thing Ken, would you mind booking our hotel for the weekend. I'm not comfortable doing it online." "Sure, I use one of the popular online booking agencies, and I'll go on their site and find a fairly cheap room for us." He checked later that day and found a motel that was only 6 miles from the very ship that they would be taking in just a few days. He booked a room with 2 queen beds, non-smoking of course. Everything was set; all she had to do was to show up. As each day progressed they continued to chat on the internet and on the phone. "Hey Ken, what should I wear? Is it casual dress on the ship?" "Yes, make sure you have something comfortable to wear, and some good shoes to walk and stand in, as it can be tiring to your feet if you don't. Ken nervously counted off the days then the hours until they would get to meet. He wondered what she would be like in person. Sure, they had exchanged pictures and a lot of information about each other, but this would be their first time of meeting face to face. What should he wear? Would she be turned off by his physical appearance? He still had about 20 pounds to lose, so he still had a small pooch to his belly that he was ashamed of. But, the more he thought about it, the more he realized that she seemed to be the kind of person that was not like that. She would look past the bit of fat and see in him what he truly was. She had started to awaken the feelings that were brought to him that he had experienced since the early years of dating with his ex-wife. Just as she put it, the warm fuzzies came frequently to him when they talked, or when he thought of her and him together. So he picked out a light blue pullover with a pair of dark blue Dockers, and a pair of walking shoes, because of the comfort part. He looked at the Harley, and at the convertible. Which should he take? The bike was the most economical choice, but the car was more comfortable and easier to pack for the trip. Plus the thought of putting the top down on the way back from the ship that night so that they could enjoy the last of the evening breeze would be nice. Ok, car it is. Gas be darned. So he packed the car and locked up the house and headed off to Brunswick. The motel was easy to find, just off of the interstate. It was he who arrived first, and checked in at the desk. He asked for the second key as a courtesy to her, so she could come and go as she wanted to. He knew he would be a gentleman no matter what. He did have morals, though he was human, but he wanted to do things right, and everything has its own time and place. He found his cell phone and called to check on her progress and found that she was just exiting the interstate onto the ramp. He quickly filled her in on where the room was located and for her to watch for the convertible, and that he would be waiting outside for her to arrive. He recognized the car immediately from the description she had given him, and he waved to her so that she would know where to come park. As she pulled in, their eyes met for the first time. She almost forgot she was still driving, and bumped the curb a little before reality came swiftly back to her. He didn't notice her progress and almost had to jump out of the way as she pulled into the spot he had saved for her. "How did I ever deserve to meet someone as beautiful as her?" he asked himself as he continued to stare at her, then he broke the gaze and immediately remembered his gentlemanly ways and ran to open the door that was now partially opening, and as he came close, He noticed that he was wearing an off white blouse and a pair of black slacks, with walking shoes as she got out of the car. "God, she is even more beautiful than I thought she would be in person" was the first thing through his mind. "Welcome to Brunswick, and to our room that we will share for the night." Brianna reached up and hugged him, brushing her lips lightly on his cheek and told him, "thank you for all that you have done to plan our outing. I am sure that I am going to be quite happy with our weekend." She hit the button to open the trunk and he immediately went and grabbed her luggage, while she got her purse out of the car, and they both walked toward the room, smiling and making small talk. She thanked him for carrying her things in, and then she looked around for the restroom and found it at the back of the motel room. It had been a long ride, and the stress of the ride made her need to use the facilities as quickly as possible. "Wow", he thought. She was as lovely as he expected, as he watched her walk to the back of the room. The shape of her body mesmerized him as he watched her walk through the room. He found himself starting to feel that desire he had once known long ago. And she was so well mannered too. He waited on her to come out and then realized that he himself needed to be excused to get rid of some of the water he had been downing to keep his nerves in check on the trip. When he was done, he came back out to find her seated in the chair by the window. He looked at her slender frame highlighted by the light coming through the slight opening in the curtains. He froze for a moment and took it in until he realized she was speaking. "Yes, we really should be going", he said as he caught his breath again. And with that they both exited the room and he led her to the passenger seat of the car, and held the door. He had been to the dock before, so the route was not foreign to him, but he watched as she took in all of the sights and sounds as she rode along. Sometimes he would catch her glancing his way to look at him. "I have been working so terribly hard, and the few days away from everything will come in handy to get me relaxed and feeling like my old self again." Ken acknowledged her. "Yes I have been so busy myself; it almost seems as if the weekend slipped up on me too fast. So then, I think this weekend will do us both good." The bridge was coming up and it was a long one that seemed to stretch into the heavens. They could now see the ship off to the side and up the road a bit, docked at the port with a small rectangular building not far from it. "That must be the office where we will pick up our tickets" Brianna said as Ken pulled into the parking lot. "Yes, I'll try to get us a parking space as close as possible to it. Trust me, by the time you get off the boat, your feet are so tired you just want to get to the car and sit down". She smiled at that, and soon the car was parked. "Well, here we are. Are you ready for some fun?" he said. Ken had been quiet for most of the trip so that he could let her think, as he could tell she was lost in thought, and he was quite sure that it was about a lot of things, one of them possibly her late husband. Oh well, he would just have to get her excited and take her mind off of everything and hope that she was that one true special woman who could awaken him and bring him rushing to new heights. He ran around to open her door. The tickets still needed to be picked up and paid for. So they headed for the office and at the window when asked for the name, he gave them his, and the clerk at the window smiled, as he recognized him from previous trips. But he didn't recognize the lady. She was prettier than the one he usually came with. But it wasn't his business. The crowd was growing at the ticket line as the time to board was drawing near. There were some benches nearby so Ken asked Brianna if she would like to sit until time to board the ship, and she graciously accepted, as she wanted to be rested for whatever the night brought upon them. He noticed how lovely she was again. She had changed into a sundress and sandals in the room before they left to come, as she felt it would be more comfortable on the ship. He was about to turn to her to ask a question when his hand lightly brushed hers as they had both rested on the bench. The "warm fuzzies" came over both of them, and just as he was going to ask her something, the "All Aboard" was given, and they both arose from the bench and took their place in line. He gently slipped his hand down beside hers and lightly held it while they waited for the porter to check the other passengers tickets, and then as they moved forward in line, their hands were separated once again as they presented their tickets so that they could board the ship. "Wow", she said as she could now see the boat in its entirety. It was bigger than she had imagined, with more floors than she had been expecting. "So you're at least satisfied with everything so far?" Ken asked. Brianna answered "Yes I am. This is going to be really nice". They both crossed the gangway and boarded the ship, with him helping her step carefully down into the boat from the planks on the dock. She quickly got her balance on the ever so gently rocking boat. The ships mate came up and greeted them and reminded them of the buffet that was ready for them on the upper enclosed deck. "Boy, I am hungry" Brianna said as they both found their way to the buffet, and helped themselves to the delicious spread put out before them by the ships cooks. "Yes. I haven't eaten anything since lunch today, not even my usual midday snack" Ken replied as they made their way over to a table in the corner, where they could have a little bit of privacy. Both of them were quite hungry so little was said during the meal, but their eyes met quite often, and he noticed a smile come across her face several times, and the butterflies in his stomach grew just a little more as he wondered what the night held for them. Just as they are finishing their meal, it is announced that the ship is now under way, heading for international waters. As if thinking as one, both of them got up from the table and Ken lead the way to the stairwell that lead to the upper deck. He knew that was where they could share some moments and watch the scenery as the boat left the port and headed for open water. They were out on the deck finally, night fall had already come and the breeze was blowing in their hair as the engines turned the propellers to take them out to sea. The engines made a humming noise that caused a vibration on the railing that relaxed her as she leaned against it with her back and gazed into his eyes. He leaned forward and kissed her lightly on the lips, surprising even himself that he would be so forward, then they held each other, and he kept her protected so nothing could knock her off the ship. She turned her head and whispered to him that she is the happiest right now that she has ever been in the last year and he turns his head to look into her eyes, and he realizes she is sincere in what she is saying. Then she turns sideways so that she can still look at him, and he turns to meet her posture and they both start to gaze out at the ocean. As they pass under the bridge on the causeway they watch the lights start to get dim, and then they realize that the lights on the shore are starting to appear as though they are flickering and she points out one that seems stronger than the others, and they wonder if it is from a bigger building near the shoreline. She says probably and he agrees with her. And the boat sails on into the night. She looked up at the stars and the heavens, and he gazed at her neck and the outline of her upturned face. And he wondered how he could ever deserve to meet a person as wonderful as she. About that time she exclaims "I love to look at the stars. And tonight I can see the big dipper, and it looks as though it is full and wants to pour its load onto earth." Ken gently whispers in her ear that it already has, that is how the ocean stays full; the big dipper refills it when it is running low. She turns back to him and tickles him in the ribs, right before she reaches up to him and gives him a kiss on the lips, which grows into a hunger that they passionately share. About that time the announcer comes on the intercom and tells the passengers that they are now in international waters, and that the casino is open for business, so he steals another little peck on the cheek, and they walk hand in hand toward the stairs to go back down towards the casino area. As they descend the stairs, he watches the lovely sculpture in front of him, softly sashaying down the stairwell. He watches as her fingers caress the rail leading down the stairs, secretly wishing that the rail was his body that she was touching. As they reached the bottom of the stairs a crewman just happened to be coming out the door to go downstairs, so he held the door for both of them, with Ken thanking the crewman as they walked by. The noise was the first of the sensations to hit them when they entered the doorway, and right off the bat Brianna spotted some slot machines that looked interesting. He felt like a game of poker, so he headed for the quarter poker machines (5 card draw) and dropped about 10 dollars worth in it. After awhile he felt a hand on his shoulder, and when he turned around, it was her watching him as he sat and played. She had gotten a little lucky, nothing to brag about though. He was up to $17.75 when she came over. And the look on her face told him that it was time to cash out now and head back for the deck. To which he did rather quickly, without any hesitation. The Weekend Getaway As he spun around in his seat she took his hand and pulled him toward the door to the top again, and he willingly followed. Once they reached the top of the stairs, the night air hit their lungs once more, and the quietness settled in on their ears. The ship would just maintain its position now until time to go back in to port. They still had a few hours before they would arrive at port, and it had to be at least an hour before they started sailing again, so he took her hand and led her to the railing once again. There they stood, side by side, hand in hand, just watching the sky, the moon and the stars as they lit up the ocean waters. The lights from the ship gave off a glow near the ship, and the moon left a streak of light lying across the water. He turned to her and lightly kissed her on the cheek, and told her once again how much this meant to him. She reached up and boldly gave him a more sensuous kiss that caught them both off guard, but was very pleasing to both her and him. Ken graciously returned the kiss to her and they stood there, gazing in each others eyes, not wanting to be the first to break the kiss. Finally he gave in and broke it, but with a purpose in mind. Behind them in the middle area of the deck were lounge chairs, and he pulled her over to them and he sat down and sprawled out and spread his legs, then she sat down between his legs and laid down on her side with her head just nuzzling under his chin. He quickly wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly, neither saying a word, just taking in the scent of each other and the glow from the moon and stars on each others face. It was then that it hit him. He could fall in love with this lady. She had a beautiful body, a glowing face, and a personality that made him want to "eat her up". He had to ask himself though; was she feeling the same? Right about the time she laid down beside him, she noticed the smile on his face, and she let her fingers fall on his lips, just lightly rubbing them, until he took them and gently kissed each one that came close to his mouth. Brianna stared at that face, that sweet gentle face and that head that held the brain that had peaked her interest from the beginning. He was so handsome, even if he had told her that he thought of himself to be ordinary. One day she would convince him otherwise, but tonight that wasn't an important thing. Being with him, now that was important. And with him she was, snuggled up and nestled safely in his arms. She brought up such feelings in him when she rubbed her fingers on his lips. He once again felt a stirring that he hadn't felt in a very long time. He slightly repositioned his self so that it wouldn't be noticeable hopefully. She asked him "Are you comfortable now?" He replied "Yes, I was just shifting to make us more comfortable in the chair. They laid there in each others arms for a long while, just watching the stars and talking about nothing. Every now and then they would steal a kiss from each other, smiling and sometimes giggling at the thoughts that would enter their heads. But soon it was time for the boat to start to head back to port, as they heard the engines fire up and the propellers starting to turn more rapidly, then they felt the movement of the ship as it spun around softly and headed back for shore. He asked her if she wanted to go back down stairs, as they would be soon serving pizza for everyone and she said no, she was happy right where she was. Truth of the matter was, he was happy too. But saddened a bit when he realized that in 45 minutes they would be back at the docks and they would have to separate and prepare to disembark to head back to the motel. All too soon the moment came, with the call from the captain, thanking them for sailing on the cruise line, and inviting them to return again in the future. So they left the ship and headed back for the car, and pulled out of the parking lot and headed back to the room at the motel. Ken didn't know about her, but this is where he was a bit anxious on how to proceed once they arrived at the motel. But as he found out, Brianna was too, and as they entered the room, they knew another chapter was about to begin in their relationship. They made it back safely to the room, and he unlocked the door and let her proceed into the room before him. She threw her purse down on the table by the window, and smiling at him, she sat down in the chair at the table. He set his keys down on the dresser, and took his shoes off and flopped onto the bed closest to the window. He could feel an inner glow in him and he could see an outer glow on her face as they both just sort of caught their breath. The ride back in the convertible in the night air had been great. They had just held hands and stole a glance every now and then. Not much was said, but not much needed to be said. She looked at him and exclaimed "Well, are you gonna hog the bed all to yourself? You know, if you were a gentleman, you would have asked me which bed it is that I prefer". He was startled at first until he realized she was picking at him, and he just grinned and told her "I guess that doesn't make me a gentleman then does it?", he replied. She just laughed that silly little laugh and once again gave him that smile that always seemed to melt his heart. She had the deepest blue eyes, and with just one look, she could melt his heart. She slowly rose from where she was sitting and came over and laid down across his bed on her back. After a few minutes, she rolled up on her side and pulled on him to do the same, facing her, to which he gladly obliged. She seemed to have gotten over some of her shyness now and seemed to want to take a more aggressive role. She scooted closer to him on the bed and he gently wrapped his arm around her and gave her a kiss. She returned the kiss, then broke away just a bit and looked at him, as if asking herself did she really want to do it. Then she bent towards him again and more passionately than at any time since our weekend had started, she kissed him so longingly and deeply that he thought he was going to turn to putty right there and then. It seemed to go on for several minutes, and then she broke the kiss once again, and got up and said she was going to change for the night. As she went into the bathroom to put on her nightie and gown, Ken rolled over on his back and thought about how lucky he was to have found a woman like this. She once again stirred longings in him that made him readjust his clothing. He could hear the shower running, and silently wishing he could be in there with her to wash her back, gently rubbing and stroking the line down her spine as he let the washrag go down to the depths where he longed to be able to explore. Then he would have gently spun her around and let his hands bring the rag up to her breasts as he gently lifted each one with his free hand and then let the washrag start the decline to that moist and probably most delicious place that she offered up to him. Once again he caught himself and he had to tell his self that above all he had told himself that he would be a gentleman. Period. As she walked back in the room, with just the light on by the table, she was a radiant and beautiful sight. She crossed the room and grabbed the TV remote and turned on the television. He asked her was there anything special she wanted to watch, and she sat back down beside him on the bed. "No, I am just curious about what is on tonight". He reached up toward her back and began stroking and rubbing it. "It doesn't really matter to me truthfully. I have it on at home usually just for the noise". He could tell as he stroked her back that she was tight and tense at first but then she started to relax and enjoy the massage. This went on for some time while she surfed the channels to see what shows were on. Finally she laid the remote down on the end table beside the bed, and said she was giving up; there was nothing worth watching really, just the music program that was on the channel now. He leaned up and said that he needed to get ready for bed, and headed for the bathroom with his night clothes to change into. It didn't take him long to grab a quick shower and change, and when he came back out she had pulled the covers down on the bed they had just shared and was laying in the bed, with her head on the pillow, and the TV had been cut off. He went over to the other bed and started to lay down on it as he pulled the covers down, and she looked over at him, with a look of longing. He looked back at her, cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out what was going through her mind, and continued to lie down in his bed. "I have really enjoyed the night. The ship was really great, and our time on the deck made it even more special to me. He got up and cut the lights out, and as he did, she softly whispered that she wanted him to lay with her on the bed where she was. He laid down facing her and she never said a word. She just continued to lie down and turned facing the window so that her back was to him, and she scooted backwards until she was tucked up under him. Neither of them said a word. They just laid there silently listening to each other breathing. He reached his arm over and wrapped it around her waist, and nuzzled his nose into her neck to smell her scent once again. He could hear a noise coming from her side, and it was then that he realized that she was softly crying. He reached his hand up to the side of her face, and brushed her hair away from her face and softly wiped the tears. This continued for a minute or two, and then she turned to him. "Ken, you have made me so happy tonight. I didn't realize I could ever enjoy another man's company as much as I have." "Well, I am glad you did. It was good for me to get out, and to enjoy the company of such a beautiful woman as you made it even better." He reached once again to her, and gently began to give her kisses on the neck, trailing around to find those soft lips that he had enjoyed earlier on the deck of the ship. He felt more than heard a moan escape from her lips and he let his hand reach for her stomach and he slowly let it ease down her front until he could feel the elastic band of her panties. He let his hand continue to slide over them and felt a moist, warm spot that told him she was feeling exactly what he was. She reached down and took his hand in hers, and whispered in his ear "I want and need you now. I know there is no rush or time limits for us to have to worry about, but you have brought out feelings in me that have been buried for so long". With that she released his hand and brought her hand up to him, caressing his chest as she slowly slipped her hand down his night shirt, opening the buttons and letting the fabric fall to the sides as she went. Ah, he had a nice hairy chest, not too much so that it felt like she would get lost in it, but just enough to be sensual, and to feel good to her hand as she let herself roam freely over his chest. Then she let her hand slip down his chest and as she neared the waistband of his pants, she could feel his manhood, nice and firm underneath his pants and underwear. She let her hand continue to stroke him over the fabric, and as she did, she repositioned herself so that he could do the same, and they both felt the sparks begin to fly. She had never been so wet so easily she thought. As Ken continued to stroke her also, she raised her hips to let him slip the panties down, and he momentarily reached down and removed them, as she continued to allow him access to first her hips, then her legs, and finally her feet. Ken then started to stroke her breasts and about that time she rose up and removed the teddy that she had put on earlier in the evening. God it felt so good to feel him touching her in all the right places. It seemed to bring her alive once again, with electricity coursing through her veins. He leaned over and began to lick and kiss her nipples, and she felt them harden up and ache to be taken in by his mouth, and sensing this, he did just that. Ken took turns with one breast, then the other, sucking and clenching her nipple softly between his teeth, feeling her hands on his head, lightly stroking his hair as he brought out so many feelings inside of her. She longed, no, she ached deeply for him, but she reminded herself that she wanted to take her time and enjoy this night. After a few minutes of letting him bring her closer and closer to that pleasure that she longed to release, she reached down and lifted his pants over his manhood so that she could feel his warmth in her hands. As she did that, he also raised his hips and allowed her to remove both the pants and underwear from his body. Then she pushed him gently down on his back and she started kissing him so passionately while still stroking him tenderly. Then she let her mouth roam down his chest, stopping to enjoy his nipples, before sliding down to what she ached to have in her mouth. Then she slowly found her way down to his manhood, and slowly, she licked him and ran her tongue around the tip before taking him in her mouth. She started an up and down motion slowly taking in a little more each time as she did. Wow, what sensations was all Ken could think of the whole time while enjoying everything that she was doing. Brianna had always been able to bring pleasure to her husband in the same way, even to the point of taking him completely in her mouth, almost hitting the back of her throat as she did. Ken was a little bit bigger than her husband, and she almost felt an automatic gag reflex hit her, before she relaxed her throat and let him slide the rest of the way in her mouth and partially down her throat. She let her tongue slide up and down as she gently sucked on him. She could feel him getting bigger and bigger as she went, but she wanted to save the best for later, so she backed off, gently tonguing him as she did. Ken sensed what Brianna was doing, and ever so gently and passionately he rolled her over on her back. This time he started at her feet and gently let his tongue make a trail up to her hips and then he found her warm moist lips, and he circled his tongue up and down them, letting it fall deeper into the folds until he could feel that spot that he knew would soon bring her to a climax with spasms like she had never felt before. He took it into his mouth ever so gently between his teeth and sucked and lightly used his teeth to roll it around. It wasn't long until Brianna started to lift her hips for him, and she spread her legs wide to allow him easier access to her pleasure palace. Ken could feel her moving and hear her lightly moaning, reassuring him that he was on the right track. He kept it up, stopping only briefly sometimes to lick inside her folds to enjoy the juices which flowed like a fountain from the depths inside of her. The rhythm of her hips moving started to increase as he continued to suck and tease her clitoris until he felt her shiver and then saw the gushing of her climax. He stopped what he was doing and started to lick up her juices, which were flowing freely. When it seemed she was spent, he left her with a quick couple of licks, and brought himself up to her level to kiss her sweet lips. Her mouth hungered for him, and she savored his mouth, the warm inviting tongue, and the taste which she recognized as her own. But she ached so inside that she had to have him inside of her. So she took the aggressor part and rolled over on top of him and grabbing him, lowered herself onto him. "God you are so big, or am I that tight?" "You have brought out such feelings for me that I think I'm just reflecting what you've done to me." Finally she was able to take him in fully, and then she began rocking her hips back and forth, letting his cock slip in and out of her. The feeling was so good for both that neither of them wanted to have the feelings end. She could feel him start to grow and knew that he was getting close to a climax when suddenly he let out a long moan as he shot his cum up inside of her. She continued the rocking until she was sure she had emptied him of all of his juices. Then she fell forward and lightly kissed him, then both rolling on their sides and embracing continued the kiss, until both had lost their breath. Brianna rolled over on her back and closed her eyes and took in what all happened during the evening and now during one of the most wonderful sexual encounters she had ever experienced. Was it the best, or had she forgotten what it was like to give and take so freely with another man? She didn't care as she felt satisfied, and as he stroked her hair lightly, it was no time at all until she fell asleep, with him dozing off shortly there after, and they both slept until the morning. The light was blazing through a crack in the curtain and casting a glow inside the room, and upon her. He got up quietly and went and sat in the chair at the table, and just watched her sleeping so peacefully. She had finally gotten to where she could sleep at night, and she had pretty much slept most of the night, just waking enough to shift to a more comfortable spot periodically. Finally she awoke and saw him watching her, and she smiled the most radiant smile possible. he smiled back and told her "Wake up sleepy head", to which she smiled again, raised her arms as though to stretch to the heavens, and told him good morning. They both had rested so that neither one of us was quick to get up and get going. "Well Brianna, I have to get started on my way back home." "Yes, me too. This has been such a wonderful escape for me. I want to continue to see you, and I hope you feel the same way too." "Yes, I can't wait until our next adventure." And with that they each headed home, contented and looking forward to see what lies ahead. The Weekend Getaway I was sitting in my cubical, looking at the picture of Alex and myself at Big Bear's ski lodge. We had gone there about two years ago for a long weekend getaway. We were sophomores in college and were deeply in love. That was the same weekend he told me that he wanted to get married to me as soon as we graduated from college. That was the happiest time of my life. Alex had been my boyfriend since high school; we even applied for the same colleges so we could stay together. Shortly after we graduated from college, he started to act different. His temper was shorter and he was sick all the time, he even stopped getting haircuts and shaving his face. For a long time I thought it was me that I had done something wrong or that he was seeing someone else. But I learned that it was something totally different. I came home from work early one day and I caught Alex snorting a line of cocaine off a mirror on our kitchen table. He told me that the job stressed him out and, at first, he used it to help him get through the day but from there it got worst. We both went through rehab and it was working, or at least that's what I thought. It was about two months after I first saw him using drugs when I caught him again, right before my 23rd birthday. I remember that day as if it was yesterday. I had been away on a business trip and returned early. It was late in the evening I decided to take a cab home so I wouldn't have to wake Alex up. To tell you the truth, that was a lie. I had a feeling that he was using again and I was kind of hoping that I could catch him in the act. I walked up the flight of stairs to our second story apartment and quietly unlocked the door. I placed my suitcase in the foyer and pulled out a small light that attached to my keychain. As soon as I turned the light on I saw a small mirror with lines of a white powdery substance on it, a razor and a bag full of the same stuff that was on the mirror. Then I heard the sounds of two bodies merging in passion. I walked to the bedroom and opened the door slowly while turning the light towards the bed. Before me, was Alex and Jenny, one of the girls that was an addict in the group therapy with Alex and me, in my bed fucking like two animals. The two looked at me in shock and Alex tried to tell me that is wasn't what I thought but it was. In his drugged out mind he tried to explained to me that Jenny had threaten to kill herself and that this was the only way he knew how to save her. I didn't believe any of the bullshit he was trying to sell me so that night I gave him a choice, to move out immediately or I would call the police. I didn't hear from him again. As I stared at the old photo, I heard someone come up from behind me. "Julie? Are you okay?" Martha asked. Martha was one of my friends from work and was the only one that really knew what happen between Alex and me. She was an older lady, in her late thirties, and incredibly beautiful. She was tall and sexy with enough curves to make all the men turn their heads, from her long legs to the curve of her ample breasts. She also had the most beautiful skin I had ever seen and shoulder length dark brown hair that framed her oval face perfectly. She always wore the finest clothes and at times, she looked like she just walked out of a fashion catalog. I learned a while back ago when she was in college, she was a lingerie model and by the way she looked she still could be. However, with all of her outer beauty, the inside she was even more gorgeous. Martha didn't have a conceited bone inside of her. She was kind to everyone; she donated time to the homeless shelter in the downtown district and, from what I heard from Debbie in the HR office, that more than half of her paycheck went to breast cancer research. She was the woman I aspired to be one day. I looked up at Martha and replied, "Yeah, I'm hanging in there. It's just tough, that's all." "Aww baby, I'm so sorry. I wish I could do something to make you feel better." I smiled and said, "No really I'm fine." Martha put her hand on her hip and said "Sweetheart, do you know what fine means?" Before I could answer she said, "Fucked-up, insecure, neurotic and emotional!" I couldn't help but laugh. When Martha got on her soapbox her southern drawl seeped out and it gave her a mothering appeal that just made you feel better. While still keeping her hand on her hip, in a demanding way, she said to me, "Now I know your birthday is this weekend, right?" I nodded. "Good, because Bobby and I are going to treat you to one hell of a time, this Labor Day weekend, up in our cabin even if it kills ya! Ya hear?" Bobby was Martha's husband of 20 years. I had met him several times at various office events. Bobby was a retired Army Colonel and had served many years' overseas leading soldiers into battle as well as being in charge of army schoolhouses. Now he worked as a defense contractor and made a lot of money doing that. For an older man he was incredible good looking. He was in his late forties with well-groomed salt and pepper short gray hair and a clean-shaven face. His jaw line was strong and he had just enough wrinkles around his eyes to give him character. He had stunning blue eyes that both pierced into you while making you feel safe. As for the rest of him, well he was in better shape than men that were my age; even in the well-tailored suits he wore you could tell that he had very powerful arms and broad shoulders that looked like he could carry the world on them. I started to throw excuses to Martha, not that any of them were really valid. To tell the truth, I wasn't up for going anywhere but my living room couch and watching old movies. "Well I don't know, I got laundry to do and then there's my cat that has to be taken care of..." Martha knelt before me and grabbed my hands with hers and looked me in the eyes. Then she said softly, "Honey, I know Alex really messed up, but he's the one that messed up and not you. You shouldn't be punished for the stupid things that he did, you're young, beautiful and have a whole lot of living ahead of you, so please don't sit in your little apartment alone this long weekend. Come up with Bobby and me and have a good time." I looked into Martha's eyes and saw that she was genuinely concerned about my well-being. I took a deep breath and said, "Well my cat normally prefers to be alone anyway, so..." Then a smile came across my face, "So what should I bring to wear?" "Good, I'll let Bobby know that you're coming and to make sure to bring extra blankets. I'll call you tonight to make the arrangements." Martha gave me a warm hug and then head off to her office. On Thursday, I packed my bag, after work I was going to drive over to Martha's and ride up to the cabin with her and Bobby. I made sure my cat had enough food and water to last the entire time I was gone. When Martha and I clocked out early on Friday, we drove to her house. Bobby already had the car packed and was waiting for us to arrive. As soon as I got out of my car, Bobby was at my door giving me a big bear hug. "Hi Julie! Are you ready for a weekend of R and R?" I felt his arms wrap around my body. It was like a pair of steel vices gripping a hold of my rib cage and squeezing them so tightly that I thought for a brief second that my eyes were going to pop out from all the pressure he was generating. "Hummff" I mumbled into his massive chest. "What?" he said as he released me slightly. I gasped, "Air! I need air!" "Oh! I'm so sorry!" Bobby said "I didn't... I wasn't...." I could see Bobby turn red from embarrassment and I kind of felt sorry for the guy. He wasn't used to hugging such a small person like me. I was almost the exact opposite of Martha. Whereas Martha was a tall beauty, I was a short petite girl with very delicate features with smaller breast and short blond hair. Don't get me wrong, on the risk of sounding full of myself, I would consider myself attractive, but I was no Martha. "Now Bobby, put that girl down before you break her!" Martha said to him in a mock scolding fashion. Then she looked at me and said, "Let's go change before we head up to the cabin." I took what I needed out of my bag and then handed it to Bobby so he could load it in the car, I figured I could leave my work clothes in my car. After Martha and I changed, the three of us hoped into the car and headed to their cabin. That first night, Bobby treated Martha and I like queens. He made us a wonderful meal of smoked salmon and steamed asparagus then fresh berries and cream for dessert. He said he'd learn how to make it while he was stationed in Alaska. We topped the night off by making S'mores on the outside fireplace and sipped on delicious brandy. In the morning, we boarded their large speed boat and spent the morning on the lake. We swam, went water skiing and had a wonderful time. Both Bobby and Martha looked fantastic in their bathing suits. I felt like a little girl around them but again they were so kind to me that I tried to forget how beautiful they were physically and concentrated on their kindness instead. We headed back to the cabin to change then we went into the small town for lunch. The town had lots of little trendy art and jewelry shops. I fell in love with a small gold ring in one of them. When Martha saw me looking at it she asked the store clerk how much it was. "$500 ma'am," the man behind the counter answered politely. Martha looked the man in the eye and said, "I'll give you $350 for it and not a penny more." The man smiled and replied, "$475..." "Look there's dust all around it, which tells me no one has looked at it for a long time, $365," she countered. "That's because it is an unusual piece and many people don't have as fine as taste as you do, $450..." Martha and the jeweler haggled on and on. "I'm going to be at the bar Julie, you should come with me because this is going to take a while," Bobby said in a voice that said he had been here before. I looked over at Martha and she was reading the poor man behind the counter an riot act about it being real gold or not and decided that Bobby was right. I followed him out the store. We walked to the small bar just a couple of doors down and sat at a table in the back. A few minutes later, a waitress came over. "What will you have?" she asked politely. "Beer," Bobby said. "A glass of white wine please." I replied. The waitress laid a couple of napkins on the table and head off to fill our orders. "So where did you and Martha meet?" I asked. "Well, we met at college. I was working on my Masters and she was senior at the time. I had just come back from overseas and Uncle Sam assigned me to the D.C. area for a while. They allowed me to further my education. I'd just got promoted to Major and had no interest in meeting anyone in a romantic way, until I saw her." "Aww, that's so sweet!" I said. Bobby laughed, "No, not really. Martha was young and it was the late 70s so there was still a lot of anti-military sentiment going on during that time and Martha was leading the way." By this time, the waitress had brought our drinks and Bobby picked up the bill. "So anyway I, in my typical military fashion, came up with a three prong attack plan to woo her over." "And I see that it worked," I said with a smile on my face. Bobby laughed again, "Not in the least." "So how did you two end up getting together?" "Well she was out with some loser guy and she had been drinking a little too much, He tried to take advantage of the situation and she wasn't up for it, so I eliminated the resistance," He said over his beer mug. "Eliminated the resistance?" I asked afraid to know what he meant by that. "I picked him up over my head and threw him into the Potomac River..." I sat there wide-eyed imagining this huge man literally throwing someone into a river and then I began to laugh. "Yeah, that's pretty much what Martha did. She was pretty drunk so I took her back to her place, held her hair as she threw up into the toilet and made sure she didn't die from dehydration. When she woke up the next day, she apologized for her behavior and thought that all army people were just warmongers looking for a fight. After that we started to date and then a couple years later we got married." "And here I was thinking that you two had a life of romance," I said in some disbelief. Bobby smiled and replied, "Romance is for novels, real life is far more interesting." "There you two are," Martha said as she slid into the both beside Bobby. "Well that jeweler gave me a run for my money, but I got that ring!" My heart sank a little bit because I really wanted it but even at $350 there was no way I was going to afford it. Then Martha did something that surprised me. She put the box onto the table and slid it over to me. "Happy birthday, I hope you like it." I was shocked. "You didn't have to get me this!" I said almost crying. "Nonsense it will be your birthday tomorrow and besides I couldn't wait," Martha replied. I sat there with a smile on my face and tears welling in my eyes. "So are you going to put it on or are you going to make me cry too?" Martha asked. I half laughed half cried and said, "Yes, yes I'll put it on." I slid the gold band over my right ring finger and then reached over the table and gave Martha a big hug. "All right you two, enough with the blubber-fest. We have other things I want to do before dinner," Bobby said sarcastically. Martha and I dried our eyes and laughed then the three of us got up from the table and continued our little adventure. It was about seven by the time we got back to the cabin. Bobby had Martha and I take a shower and relax while he made dinner. By the time we returned he had made us some drinks and appetizers to enjoy as he finished up with the evening meal. Dinner was served about an hour later. While we ate, Bobby said to Martha, "Do you know who would be great for Julie?" Martha looked over to him and smiled and asked, "Kelly from accounting?" "Yep," he replied and then stuffed a piece of beef in his mouth. "Kelly?" I asked somewhat stunned. Martha tuned to me and said, "Yeah, Kelly. He's very nice, wants a family, good with money and he's cute to boot." "Well yeah, but I hear things about him," I replied. "What things?" Bobby asked over his glass of wine. I felt my skin burn as a wave of embarrassment washed over me showing my youthfulness to my gracious hosts. "Well, I don't know if it's true or not, so I shouldn't say anything..." "Do you mean the rumor that he belongs to a swingers club?" Martha asked. I felt my face turn even redder. "Well yeah, that. I'm not sure I could be with someone who goes to those kinds of places." Martha laughed. "Well not all swingers are sex deprived maniacs that want to rape you or twist America into communists. Take Bobby and me for example." For a minute, I was so shocked to hear Martha utter those words that I forgot to breath. Martha stared at me for a minute then said, "Sweetheart, are you okay?" After a minute or two I took a big swig of my drink and asked, "You two? I mean... you guys... have sex..." Martha had a look of concern over her face but Bobby sat there with a very confident smile. "Relax Julie; we didn't bring you up here to have our way with you or to draw you over to the dark side or anything. A matter of fact," He shot a glace over to Martha with a stern look in his eyes, "we weren't even planning to share this bit of intelligence with you." Then he looked back at me and smiled, "But since that cat is out of the bag, yes Martha and I are swingers. We have been since the very first day of our relationship and look, we aren't evil monsters." I poured myself another glass of wine, still not fully grasping what I just heard, "But what about the sanctity of marriage, the vow to love, cherish, behold no others?" I asked. This time Martha spoke. "Bobby and I do all that and then some, besides where in the vows those it say thou shall not have sex with anyone else the behold part of the vow really mean to not put anyone else ahead of one's partner and we have never done that. Hell Bobby retired from the army even thought he was going to make general for me so I could make it in my career, if that isn't 'not beholding' I don't know what is." "What about love?" I asked. "Love and sex are two different things," Bobby said. "A lot of people get those things confused and when they do their relationships fall apart." He paused for a minute then asked, "How many couples have you known break up because of one of them being unfaithful?" His question hit home, it was just over two months since Alex and I broke up over that very same thing. If it had just been the drugs, I might have stayed with him, helped him get over his addiction. But when I saw him in bed with that other woman, it was too much for me to handle and I promptly booted him out of my life. "More than I can count," I finally said. Bobby turned to Martha and asked, "Dear, how many couples have we known to break up because of infidelity?" Martha sat there and thought for a few minutes and then said, "Only a few come to mind. It doesn't mean swingers don't get divorces, but when they do it is usually over money or one doesn't want to give up their career for the other. They forgot their wedding vows, if you will." I had finished my third glass of wine by this time and they things that Bobby and Martha were telling me were beginning to make sense, but I didn't think I could ever be part of the lifestyle. We finished dinner and retired to the living room. I asked a million questions, which Martha and Bobby patiently answered. I asked things like why people do it or how did it get started. Bobby, Martha and I were sitting across from each other and it was very late at night. Martha told me the golden rules of swinging. "The most important rules of swinging are one; don't lie to yourself. If you want to do something and deny that you do then you are just cheating on yourself. Two; always ask before you do something with someone the first time. Just because you like to be bit, doesn't mean they do and the most important rule is this, no means no. If you ever hear that word you stop immediately and ask what the issue is." "Wow, just wow! That is a lot to digest," I said. "Well I hope you feel more comfortable about swingers and the lifestyle. I also hope you realize that it was never our intent to bring you up here for that reason," Bobby said. "Yes dear, we only wanted you to have a wonderful weekend and we still have a lot to do tomorrow, like riding a hot air balloon and, if you are up for it, some bungee jumping," Martha affirmed. I smiled and felt a little embarrassed on how a reacted earlier. These kind people were the same ones that treated me so well and I was so quick to judge them that it made me feel a little bad inside. "Well I want to apologize for how I acted earlier. It was just a bit of a shock for me, that's all," I said. Both Martha and Bobby both told me not to worry about it anymore. "Well it's late and we need to go to bed." Bobby said then he kissed Martha on the check and stumbled off towards their bedroom. I stood up and walked over to Martha and gave her a hug. "Thank you for the ring and for the weekend. It has been wonderful." Martha hugged me back and replied, "You deserved it dear, now run along and get to bed." I chuckled and said, "Yes mother," and then head off to the other side of the cabin. After I brushed my teeth, I crawled into bed with my head swimming. Between all the wine I'd consumed earlier and the whole swinging lifestyle thing being introduced to me had my head buzzing.